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My Tainted Aunt

When my Uncle George was killed in a mysterious road accident,I was devastated. It would seem that as he had been coming over to pick meup for a football match, his BMW failed to take a tight bend on the hilly roadfrom their house and went over the cliff edge. The car had exploded on impactand his remains consumed by the ensuing holocaust, there was nothing left torecover and the verdict had been accidental death.

He was more like a father to me than my own Dad, his brother,was. It wasn't Dad's fault that he had to spend so much time away from home,it was his job and I had grown up with the fact that he couldn't be there whenI was playing football or learning to ride a bike, or doing any of the otherthings that Dads normally do with their sons. Uncle George did though and ashe and Aunt Marjory never had kids, he spent all the time he could with meand over the years, she grew to resent this. It wasn't until after his untimelydeath that I found out just how much she hated me.

"Carol, how that useless son of yours could be a part ofour family is beyond me, he does nothing but play sport and hang around inthe gym with his equally obnoxious, lay about friends. I cannot, for the lifeof me, see why George took such a liking to him" She said one dinner time,during one of her frequent visits to our house. Mum looked a bit embarrassedat her sister-in-law's venomous outburst and replied,

"Madge, you know George enjoyed his sport and loved Gordon'sinvolvement, if Bob had more time off work, he would be just the same, wouldn'tyou love?" Dad managed to take his head out of the paper long enough to grunta reply,

"Of course I would, but some of us don't have the luck thatGeorge had with his wheeling and dealing, or I might have been able to onlywork three days a week like he did." I actually think that Dad was jealousof his older brother's success with the stock market and possibly even therapport that Uncle George and I had had between us. Auntie Madge couldn't resisthaving another snipe at me and included her dead husband this time,

"To be honest, George could be as much of a waster as Gordonsometimes; they made a fine pair you know?" This was said to nobody in particularand she went on to say, "And as he couldn't give me the children I so desperatelywanted, he latched on to Gordon and spent less and less time with me" Therewas a tear in her eye when she said that and I'm sure it was a big act, togain sympathy from Mum and Dad. Dad paid no attention, but Mum dutifully putan arm around her and said,

"You have been through a trying time Madge, I'm sure Georgeloved you every bit as much as you loved him. But now he is gone, you stillhave us and you know we will do anything we can to help, don't you? Bob, forgoodness sake, put down that paper and listen to Madge, she needs our help!"

Reluctantly, he threw down the paper and said that he waslistening. He was far too busy to give her any of his time, but he was surethat I was big enough and ugly enough for anything she had in mind. After all,since I had turned eighteen, it was about time that I did something usefulfor a change and what was it she wanted help with?

George's will hadn't even been read yet, but it seemed thathis devoted wife wanted to put the house on the market and needed assistancein getting everything packed into boxes. She glared at Dad and pointedly saidthat it was a man's job and not one for a mindless kid like me to handle. Mumjumped in and reassured her that I would be more than happy to do the heavywork and she could do the more delicate chore of wrapping and putting thingsin boxes. By the look she gave me, I knew she wanted me to say something comfortingto my Aunt.

"You know me Auntie Madge, all brawn and no brain, greatat lifting heavy weights, so when do you want me to start?" I said a bit sarcastically,remembering what she had just said about me being useless.

I really wasn't looking forward to helping her out, especiallywhen Mum told her that I could stay over for a couple of nights to get thingsdone quicker. It wasn't that she was bad looking or anything, it was her attitudethat stank, she detested me and made no attempt to disguise the fact. She wasa little older than Mum, mid forties I would say, she dressed in the latestof fashion and I have to say, quite sexily for her age. Since George's deathshe had taken to wearing black, which, with her short blond hair, suited herperfectly. Her figure could be described as trim but not skinny, pert breasts,tight butt and very shapely legs, all fitted into a shortish, 5' 4" frame whichsome would say, made her a very desirable woman.

She gave me a withering look, my sarcasm obviously hadn'tgone unnoticed and she said,

"Well I suppose if Bob hasn't got the time, then you willjust have to do. Go and get your things ready, I want to make a start as soonas possible and I don't want to be hanging about here all day waiting for you" Ideliberately took my time about leaving the room and heard her say to Mum thatshe hoped I would be able to cope with a couple of days of real work and notlet her down like some she could mention. That remark went over Dad's headlike a stealth jet, totally unnoticed.

The drive up to her house was un eventful and almost incomplete silence as we didn't have much in common, other than George that is;and it would have been very boring if I hadn't been giving her sexy legs, agood coat of looking at. When she got into the drivers seat, her tight skirthad ridden up her thighs, a bit more than I think she was aware of and I couldsee the darker tops of her stockings leading to delights that I could onlyimagine. I quickly pushed these evil thoughts to one side and started countingsheep. Well I had to do something to stop the growing bulge in my jeans andquickly, before Auntie Madge spotted it and thought I was a pervert, as wellas a lay about and told my parents about her disgusting nephew.

A feeling of deep sadness and loss came over me as we spedpast the hastily repaired crash barrier where my uncle's car had over shotthe bend. The twisted metal of the ruined crash barrier and charred vegetationwas the only legacy of his mystifying crash. Seemingly unaffected, Madge negotiatedthe twisting turns competently and we were soon parked outside their beautifulhouse. The sun glinted off the clear, still water of the pool and again I thoughtof Uncle George and how he had spent hours teaching me to swim. My thoughtswere rudely interrupted by my Aunt saying,

"No time for day dreaming, the quicker we get started, thequicker I can you off home again. I'm not so sure that this was such a goodidea after all, especially if you are going to spend all the time with yourhead in the clouds. You're in the attic bedroom, I don't want you making amess of the good rooms and don't forget to bring my case with you when youcome inside. put it in my bedroom, but don't touch anything in there, Ok?" Bloodyhell, what had I let myself in for? I thought to myself, hard bitten old cowthat she is.

I knocked on her bedroom door and not really expecting herto be there, I went right in and stopped dead in my tracks. There was my AuntMadge, standing in only her underwear, hands on hips and glaring at me as ifI had just crawled from under a stone.

"Don't you usually wait for an answer when you knock ona door, or do you normally barge in, like the clumsy oaf that you are? Haveyou no manners at all? Stop staring at me and get out of my room, now!"

My face turned a deep scarlet; I mumbled something aboutbeing sorry and not knowing that she would be changing. Tearing my eyes fromher gorgeous body, I quickly left and went to my room. Underwear could notdescribe adequately how she was attired, it was the sexiest lingerie I hadever seen and she wore it very well, I must say. What there was of it, wasall in black satin trimmed with lace, a bra that barely concealed her hardnipples and the thong was so tight that her labia were clearly defined. I wascorrect about her wearing stockings and these were held up by a wispy suspenderbelt of the same material. She was a walking 'wet dream' and I had a feelingthat I might just be having one tonight.

As I expected, when I went back downstairs, I was met bya look that would have frozen a lava flow solid in seconds. She was not a happybunny and told me to get started taking boxes out to the double garage andthat she would speak to me later about trying to spy on her getting undressed.It was pointless attempting to explain myself to her, she had made up her mindthat I had walked in on her deliberately and wanted to humiliate me further.

The rest of the afternoon flew past and the garage was soonfilling up with boxes packed with her belongings. She finally called a haltat about six o'clock and said that we had done enough for today and that itwas time for something to eat. After grabbing a quick shower and change ofclothes, we ate together in the kitchen. Nothing was said about the incidentearlier, she had either forgotten all about it, or was too tired to have anothergo at my character assassination, for which I breathed a sigh of relief. Itwas only about eight o'clock, but she said she was going to bed and suggestedthat I do the same, because we were going to start on the attic in the morningand I would need all my strength to get everything cleared.

To keep my mind off what I had seen earlier, I decided tohave a nose about in the attic and check out all the stuff that I would beshifting in the morning. There was a mountain of junk, old beds, rolls of carpet,chests, you name it, it was there and all covered in a fine layer of dust.That was all except for one thing, a shiny bright, combination, televisionand video player. It was powered up, so my curiosity got the better of me andI turned it on and pressed 'play'.

The screen flickered slowly into life and I felt the shorthairs on the back of my neck rising, for there, as large as life, was UncleGeorge! I felt weak at the knees and sat down on a nearby trunk to listen whathe had to say.

"What you are watching now was recorded beforemy 'accident' and I will now be deceased. If it is not Gordon who has foundthis, please stop the tape immediately because it is for his eyes only.Please respect my request as the final wish of a dead man"

There was a pause for about a minute before he continued,

"Hi Gordon, I'm sorry if this is all a huge shockto you, but I was not killed in an accident, whatever happened to me wasmurder and I'm sad to say, it was contrived by my dear wife and Bob, mybrother! Now you are horrified and probably think I have lost my marbles,let me explain Gordon. They have been having an affair, supposedly behindmy back, for years! But, when I built our house, I installed a CCTV systemin all the bedrooms and don't look so disgusted, it wasn't to spy on ourguests, but to check on what the lovely Marjory was getting up to whenI was away.

The hardest part to take in this entire sordidstory Gordon was that she was doing it with my own Brother. Yes! Poor old,hard working Robert! The reason he had so little time to spend at homewas because he was fucking my wife, your Aunt Madge. Well it was more theother way round actually, she likes to dominate men and she knew that Iwould have none of that from her, so she switched her attentions to him.As you will see shortly, he loved being her sub, would do anything forher and that is why you are watching this tape now. They thought that ifthey arranged my 'accidental' death, she would get everything and theycould set up home together. Incidentally, Bob planned to leave you to lookafter your Mother; he would have nothing more to do with either of you,nice guy eh? You might ask yourself why I never divorced the bitch. That'seasy, she would have made sure that I never had access to you again Gordon,she would have insisted that Bob got custody of you and that would havebeen an end to our friendship.

The chest that you are probably sitting on atthe moment has all the evidence you need to do with what you want. Butrather than reporting them to the police, I want you to turn the tableson her Gordon. You have the perfect opportunity to make her life a livinghell, how you do that is entirely up to you boy, but I know what I woulddo in your shoes. She will be so worried about losing her inheritance thatshe will do anything you desire. Give her the life of misery she gave meson, I'll be watching over you"

And with a final wink and a smile, he faded out and thescreen went blank. I sat there stunned, unable to comprehend everything I hadjust heard. I replayed the tape again and again until I was convinced thatit was genuine, this wasn't a practical joke, Uncle George meant every wordhe said.

I finally regained control and decided to have a look inthe chest. Inside there were notebooks and video tapes, all dated and laidout neatly. George always was a fastidious man in all that he did and he evencontinued that with the evidence of his wife's infidelity. With shaking hands,I inserted the first tape and sat back to see what George had recorded.

The scene opened to a shot of Madge dressed in a tight blackleather basque, stockings and suspenders and black knee length boots with extremelyhigh heels. She was pointing to the floor in front of her with a flogger; aman appeared, sank down to his knees and prostrated himself before her. Itwas my father, but not the man I knew or admired. This man was naked exceptfor a black collar around his neck, to which was attached a leash. She toldhim that he had been a bad boy and that he should be punished. He was to startby cleaning her boots with his tongue and to pay homage to her clean shavenpussy. She sat back in a chair and he did as she commanded. When his mouthmade contact with her puffy labia and engorged clitoris, he reached down andstroked his already erect manhood.

This brought a shout of disapproval from my Aunt and shepressed her high heels into his groin, followed by a slash across his bareback from the wicked looking flogger. She stood up and jerking savagely onthe leash, she lifted him to his feet and ordered him to lie across the chairto receive his punishment. He readily complied, kissed the tails of her instrumentof torture and I watched as she flogged him mercilessly. After a while, herbreathing became laboured and she ceased, leaving his body with a mass of raisedwelts everywhere. No part of him had escaped her furious beating; even hisgenitals had felt the sting of her flogger and appeared to be quite swollen.She turned away from him and went off screen. He remained where he was, obviouslyawaiting her return and I could tell he was sexually excited by her mistreatment,but scared to do anything about it until she gave him permission.

If I had been shocked by what I was watching, what happenednext left me speechless. When she reappeared on the screen, my Aunt was tighteningthe straps on a leather harness to which was attached the largest dildo I hadever seen and she was coating it with some sort of lubricant. She told my haplessfather that as he was her slave, she was going to fuck his pathetic arse andwould keep doing so until she was ready to be brought of by his tongue andlips. Without any tenderness or warning, she lined up the ten inch rubber phallusat the entrance to anus and with one thrust, she speared through his sphincter.His cries were terrible to hear, but she just laughed and began to fuck himin earnest, slapping his abused buttocks with every inward thrust. When shehad cruelly used him like this for a few minutes, she withdrew, leaving hishole like a gaping cavern and she pulled his face to her inflamed sex. Hereyes closed in ecstasy, her whole body shuddered with her climax and he swallowedall she could give him.

He remained on his knees as she lay down on the bed, spreadher gorgeous legs and told him that he could fuck her now and to be sure thatshe had another orgasm or it would be the worst for him. Uttering that he wouldbe honoured to pleasure his Mistress, he hurriedly got between her thighs,fed his aching cock into her sloppy pussy and he gave her all that she desired.After him shuddering to his own climax, she had him lick her clean of theircombined juices and told him to run her bath. He left, followed shortly byher, after she had removed her Mistress's outfit and the room fell quiet.

My mind was in turmoil, on one hand I was horrified by thescene I had just witnessed, but on the other I was strangely excited by itall. Madge was stunning, even better than I remembered from my quick glimpseof her this afternoon and I found myself stroking my erect cock. I had a quicklook at some of the other tapes and saw that they were all in the same vein,my Aunt being the Dominant one and my father being her submissive. Some ofthe things she made him to for her, I found totally abhorrent, but I couldn'ttake my eyes off her perfect mature figure and knew that I wanted this womanand wanted her now!

George must have known me better than I knew myself, becauseincluded in the contents of the chest were a few items he thought I could makeuse of. There were ropes, restraints, nipple clamps, various vibrators anddildoes, in fact everything an aspiring Dom could hope for and although I hadnever thought about taking on the role of Dominant before, the situation Inow found myself in called for that and I was well prepared to make my Auntinto my first sub. I shouted down the stairs,

"Auntie Madge, could you come here for a moment please?" Herreply was hardly surprising,

"What is it you stupid boy, I'm ready for bed, can't itwait till the morning?" I smiled and shouted back,

"No Auntie, I need you to tell me what to with some thingsI've found up here"

"I don't suppose I'll get any peace till I do, will I?" Shecalled back haughtily and I heard her making her way up the stairs. She hadno idea yet, but she would be getting very little peace from now on and I feltmy groin tighten in anticipation of what was to come.

She had thrown on a fluffy white robe over her night thingsand turned her nose up at the dust covered attic, trying to avoid the dirttouching her clean attire. Her eyes took in the TV right away and she askedme what was that doing here, it was one that George had kept in his study andwhy it was here was a mystery to her. I told her to sit on the trunk and towatch. She was about to object when yet again the screen came to life and thereshe was subjecting my father to another of their Dom/sub games. In this scene,she had tied his cock and balls tightly and was flailing them with a smallflogger. He must have pleased her immensely because when she stopped beatinghim, she knelt before him and sucked his inflamed maleness and swallowed hisensuing ejaculate noisily.

I stopped the tape and waited for her reaction, which Iknew wouldn't be long in coming,

"Oh my God! He knew all along. He knew everything. Whatare you going to do with this tape Gordon? I'll be ruined, the family willdisown me and I'll get nothing from his estate. It will destroy your fathertoo Gordon. Please don't tell anyone about this, I beg you Gordon"

I decided not to show her the first tape, the one whereGeorge told me everything, I would keep that as my hole card, for emergencies.I looked her up and down, causing her to blush in embarrassment and took mytime before eventually saying,

"Your days of being Dom are over slut; you will be my suband accept me as your Dom. Your body will be mine to use, as and when I wish,is that understood bitch?" She started to get up and I saw the anger in herface as she said,

"You little shit; do you for one minute think I would agreeto be your sub?" I pushed her back down and said,

"You have no option slut, or I tell and show, the wholefamily what you and my father have been doing all these years. Now stand infront of me and strip, I want to inspect my new toy"

Realisation of the predicament she was in slowly dawnedon her, her bitchy expression faded from her face, her shoulders slumped inresignation and she wearily got to her feet. I waited patiently and chuckledto myself, as she undid the belt on her robe and removed it, revealing an almosttransparent black negligee which did nothing to hide her delightful curves.Even when a tear ran down her cheek, I felt unmoved, this was the bitch whoplotted my uncle's death and robbed me of my father's time and affection andshe deserved everything that was coming her way. The negligee joined the robein a heap on the floor and her body was at last revealed to me in all its nakedglory. It was time to exert my authority over her show her who was boss, soI said,

"Hands behind your head slut, feet apart at shoulder widthand this is the position you will adopt when I wish to inspect you, is thatclear?" Her face was crimson with shame at having to expose herself like thisto her nephew and as I walked around her, her tears were flowing freely. Myeyes devoured her luscious body, her nipples were standing proud and erect,possibly from the chill air in the attic or, from knowing that she had givenover control to me, I knew not the reason and cared less, she was mine!

My fingers were drawn to her pert nipples like magnets;I took them between my thumbs and fingers and rolled them, pulling them outand gradually increasing the pressure until I saw her wince in pain. My cockwas growing harder by the second, so I told her to remove my clothes and tobe quick about it and with one final pinch; I brought her to her knees in frontof me. When she had me as naked as her, I used her tender buds to pull herup to face me again and told her to adopt the position as 'inspection' wasnot yet over. I moved behind her, watching her perfect buttocks twitching involuntarily,I thrust my hand rudely between her out spread thighs and roughly probed hersmooth sex with my hard fingers. She gasped at this sudden intrusion of hermature pussy by her nephew, but I felt a wetness which I had not expected tobe there and I said,

"Bend forward slut, touch your toes so I can better exploremy new cunt and arse. From what I have felt so far, there will be no need forany further lubrication, even when I fuck your virgin butt, you're juicingup nicely. You do have a virgin ass, don't you Auntie Madge?" She groaned inher humiliation but complied with my command, slowly reaching forward, exposingherself further and replied,

"Yes Gordon, I have never allowed anyone to bugger me andI don't expect you to either, you bastard!" She soon found out that was thewrong thing to say and the slap to her soft buttocks resounded around the atticlike a rifle shot.

"Two things were wrong with that my slut. Firstly, you willaddress me as Master and secondly, you have no choice in how I may wish touse any of your holes and that includes this one!" She cried out as I jammedmy thumb past her tight sphincter and into her resisting anal passage,

"Oh shit, stop it, you're hurting me Gordon!" The next slapwas even harder than the first and my hand print was livid against the paleskin of her tightly stretched bottom, "Aghhhhhhh! Sorry Ma....Mast.... Master!Forgive me, I'm not used to calling anyone Master" I kept my fingers and thumbin place and said,

"You will get used to it my fuck toy and learn to enjoypleasing your Master. Now remain in that position, I'm not finished with youyet" I withdrew from her abused holes and retrieved the flogger from the trunk,let's see how she likes a dose of the tool she used so often on my father,I thought to myself. I held the tails in front of her face and with a lookof anguish and hatred, she got the unspoken message and kissed them. The floggerwhistled through the air as I tested it and her body tensed expectantly.

'Thwack!' The first blow landed across both of her upturnedass cheeks, her hands flew to rub her stinging flesh and she jerked upright.She needed to be restrained, so I fetched a spreader bar, a length of thinchain and the nipple clamps. I tightened the ankle cuffs, which kept her feetabout three feet apart, placed the clamps on her erect nipples and attachedone end of the chain to them; I bent her forward to hold her ankles again andlooped the other end of the chain around the spreader bar. If she attemptedto stand again, she would pull her tender buds agonizingly. The next blow fromthe flogger had the same affect as the first, but when she felt the grip ofthe clamps, she quickly leant forward to relief the pressure and a sob of helplessnessescaped her lips. Twenty strokes were enough for her first time I thought andI rubbed her reddened skin tenderly and felt her juices as my finger slippedover her hot slit. As I released her from her bonds, leaving the clamps inplace though, I looked into her tear stained face and said,

"We will retire to your bedroom now slut, I need you todo something with this" She looked down at my cock, which was achingly hardand then at me and I saw a look of defeat in her sad eyes,

"Yes Master, whatever you desire" I led her from the attic,using the chain to pull her behind me and down the stairs to her luxuriousboudoir. I pulled down on the chain still connecting the clamps on her torturednipples; she slowly sank to her knees and sat back on her heels. My cock hadnever felt so stiff and erect, I wanted her to satisfy me orally and be furtherhumiliated by me squirting my spunk all over her flawless features. I heldher bowed head in my hands and brought her mouth to my young dick,

"Suck your Master's dick bitch, if I feel your teeth touchme or you do not it like the whore I know you to be, then these clamps willbe a permanent feature and I may even replace them by steel rings" I gave aswift jerk on the chain and thrust my engorged shaft deep into her throat,causing her to momentarily gag until she got her reflexes under control. Givingno thought for her comfort or enjoyment, I fucked her face hard and fast. Ifelt my cumm boiling up inside, surging up my cock and I removed it from herhungry mouth and shot my thick spunk all over her face and tits. I watchedas it ran down into her eyes, dripped from her nose, off her chin to her heavingbreasts and said,

"Ummmm that wasn't bad for an old slag like you, now useyour fingers, clean it off and swallow it whore" Seeing her submissively eatingmy cumm was getting me hard again and I knew I had at least one more climaxin me before the night was done. I searched through her cupboards looking forthe box of toys I knew she must keep somewhere in this room and I eventuallyfound it hidden behind a shoe rack. Her eyes bulged in fright as she realisedthat giving me a blow job was just the start of this evening's torment andshe moaned pitifully when she saw me strapping on the harness which she hadused in the video I watched earlier.

After I had checked that she had scooped up all my semenand hadn't missed any, I removed the nipple clamps and gently sucked her sensitivenubs, made all the more tender by the blood rushing back to them after havingbeen held captive for so long by the cruel pincer like jaws. I lay her on thebed, face up, handcuffed her wrists to the bed posts and using rope from hertoy box, tied her lower legs tightly to her thighs and stuffed pillows underher buttocks. I attached another length to one knee, passed it under the bedand spreading her legs impossibly wide, I tied it to her other knee. She wasat my mercy, her cunt flowered open, juices glistening on her lips and runningover her tight little rose bud. I knelt between her legs and lowered my faceto her beautiful pussy. Her clit was undeniably aroused, I sucked it betweenmy lips and I heard her give a moan of pleasure as more of her sweet nectarflowed from her juicy hole.

I pressed the head of her own monster strap-on dildo toher entrance and slowly pressed forwards. She was moaning continuously andI felt her hips jerk wanting more of this huge phallus inside her. When shehad taken four inches of this monster, the head of my cock came against hertightly shut anus and I said,

"If you want any more slut then you will have to let meinto that virgin ass of yours, but I can assure you that if you don't willinglyhelp me, you will not get the climax your slutty body craves" My finger andthumb squeezed her swollen clit and by way of reply I felt her relax her sphincterand say,

"Yes Master, fuck this worthless whore's ass, just let mecumm I beg of you" I reached down and fed the bulbous end of my prick intoher opening and with one savage thrust filled both her grasping holes withcock and dildo. She screamed out as pleasure overcame her pain and she spasmedto a shattering climax. I kept pounding my hips, feeling the enormous strap-ondeep inside her pussy, separated only by the thin membrane as my cock rammedher anal channel. Another intense orgasm ripped through her body, I too spurtedmy second load of the night and collapsed on top her, exhausted, but satisfiedthat she was now under my control, a mindless sex slave and one who would paydearly for her past mistakes.

Her final chore for tonight was to thoroughly clean my equipmentand suck her own copious spend from the rubber dick she had had so much pleasurefrom. I released her legs from the ropes and her wrists from the cuffs andwhen she was able to move freely again, I led her to the end of the bed, toldher to lie on the floor and cuffed her to the sturdy bed frame. She lookedup at me, barely able to disguise the look of sheer hatred and dissolved intotears. I threw her a blanket and climbed between her freshly laundered, coolcotton sheets and was asleep in an instant.

The morning sun streamed through the window, lighting upthe room and waking me from an extremely arousing dream. One where I had totalcontrol over my bitchy Aunt Madge, but as I regained my senses, I realisedthat it wasn't a dream at all, I did have that control over her and the evidencewas asleep on the floor at the end of her of her own bed. I went through tothe adjoining bathroom and relieved myself, my cock stiffening as I recalledthe events of the previous evening.

The noise of the flush must have wakened her and as I strodeback to the room she looked up at me pleadingly. I unlocked the handcuffs andas she rubbed the chaff marks on her wrists, I said,

"You have twenty minutes to do what you have to do and thenreport back here for morning 'inspection' my cumm slut. Now hurry up, we havea busy day ahead of us!" She rushed away to the bathroom and I heard her goingthrough her morning routine, wondering what was going through her mind at thissudden turn of events.

She was back well before the allotted time ran out and shestood meekly in the position I had given her for 'inspection', legs apart andhands behind head. Lazily I climbed off the bed, her eyes warily followingmy every movement; I walked behind her and ran my hands up her sides. I immediatelynoticed that she hadn't shaved under her arms, so I let my hands slowly travelacross her tummy and onto her mons. Finding that not as smooth as I liked,I whispered in her ear that she had just earned herself twenty more lashes,but they would kept until tonight, because she will probably earn more beforethe day was done and besides, my cock needed her attention and every day, after'inspection', she would be required to suck me dry.

When she had finished and swallowed my morning offering,she reached for her clothes to get dressed for the day and I said,

"What do you think you are doing bitch? I decide what youwear or do not wear, from now on and today you will wear hold ups and heels,nothing else, Ok?" Her body slumped in resignation as she finally realisedthat her life, as she previously knew it, was a thing of the past and thatshe had given over full control to her Nephew.

As I was towelling myself dry after a relaxing shower, thesmell of frying bacon made me aware of how hungry I was and my mouth startedwatering at the prospect of a good hearty breakfast. I pulled on a pair oftight sports shorts and made my way to the source of those delicious smells.Madge had put on an apron and was busy at the cooker so didn't hear my arrival,

"What is the meaning of this slut? I do not remember youasking for permission to cover yourself. Add ten more stripes to your punishment" Shenearly dropped the frying pan on the floor in her surprise, quickly regainedher composure and said,

"Look! I'll be your sex slave, do anything you tell me,but when I'm frying I wear an apron, the hot fat was spitting and I won't getburnt for anyone, Ok...........Master?" She added as an afterthought.

"I'll decide!" I said menacingly and glared at her, "I sawin a couple of your videos that you liked to play with candles, dripping hotwax over my father's wedding tackle? Well that is something you can look forwardto later, aswell as an additional ten stripes for disobedience. Ditch the pinnyand get your arse over here, give me the egg slice and hold your tits out infront of you" I thought for a minute that she was going to rebel and standdefiant, but I guess she thought about the consequences, she dropped the apronand did as I commanded. Her nipples still looked raw from the harsh treatmentI had given them with the clamps, but I didn't care, she needed to be taughtwho was boss.

'Slap!' I brought the flat of the slice down sharply acrossone nipple and again on the other. She tried to back away, but I stopped herand ordered her to stand still, she was to receive four more on each breastand if she moved, I would continue until she obeyed me. When I had finished,her tits were a bright scarlet in colour and her nipples so swollen that theylooked fit to burst. I took a little pity on her and told her that after shehad served me my breakfast, she was to fetch a tub of moisturising cream fromthe bathroom and bring it here to the kitchen. As I began to eat, she got thecream and returned immediately,

"What do you want with this Master?" She asked, holdingout the jar. I chewed my food deliberately, swallowed and said,

"Sit in that chair opposite me, legs across the arms, rubthe cream onto your tits with one hand and using your other hand, make yourselfcumm! And to make it more interesting, if you bring yourself off before I finisheating, you can have some breakfast, if not, then you get nothing till lunchtime,Ok, get started bitch!"

She wasted no time in applying some cream to her achingbreast flesh and she soon had her fingers working cream over her already wetpussy. With an eye on my plate, her digits moved quicker and quicker and beforelong her clit was as swollen as her nipples. Her breathing quickened, her eyesclosed and her juices were making lewd squishy noises as her fingers pistonedin and out of her sloppy hole and I couldn't help grinning. Here was my haughtyAunt, who only yesterday was treating me like shit, racing to finish herselfoff in front of me and oblivious to the fact, that I had finished eating ashort while ago. Her climax was building rapidly, burying three fingers deepinside her abused fanny and thumbing her clit furiously, she cried out triumphantly,

"Yessssssssss, Oh Yessssssssssss, I'm cumming!" Her bodytensed and a flood of cumm gushed around her hand and dripped to the floor.She lay back in the chair panting with exertion, her fingers still inside hergooey cunt and her face flushed with embarrassment.

"Too late cumm slut, I finished before you!" I laughed evillyand not being a complete arsehole, I threw her the end of the loaf and toldher to wipe herself clean with it and if she was hungry enough, she could eatthe bread later. Having me degrade her like this was the last straw; she huddledup in the chair and sobbed bitterly,

"Oh God, what can I do to stop you treating me like this?I know Bob and I have done wrong, we should never have arranged to kill George.But it is done now and I can't turn back the clock. Anyway, he didn't carewhat I did; you can see that from the videos he made of his Brother and me.He knew all along Gordon, I beg you to................." The kitchen door opening,interrupted her in mid sentence, footsteps sounded on the hard tiled floorand a quiet voice said,

"Yes Marjory, you are right, I knew all about you; and myBrother; and the sordid little games you played"

Auntie Madge slumped off the chair and landed flat on thefloor in a dead faint. I have to admit that I nearly joined her, because there,as large as life, was my Uncle George and he was very much alive!

"Hi Gordon, you have done even better than I expected. Iknew that you would take my hint and treat her like the slut she really is,but I never thought you'd get her to confess to trying to kill me like that.I know you're confused and I'll explain more when she wakes up" He said, pointinghis toe at his nearly naked wife lying on the floor. I got to my feet unsteadily,still reeling from the shock of seeing him fit and healthy and I embraced him,

"Welcome back Uncle George, I thought we had lost you foreverand that is why I have been treating her the way I have been. Since watchingyour videos, I wanted to kill them both, yes, my father included!" As he returnedmy hug and told me that it was alright and that he was here now, I felt tearsof relief course down my cheeks. We parted and George said,

"Come on Gordon, let's get the bitch awake and we'll havesome fun with her, what do you say son?" I laughed and said, 'why not', grabbeda jug of cold water and poured it over my Aunt's face. She coughed and spluttered,her eyes opened and she looked at Uncle George in sheer terror and in a scaredvoice said,

"You're dead, the car, the barrier, the wreckage! What doesit all mean? Thank God you're alive, this cretin of a nephew of ours has beenblackmailing me and now, he has no reason my Love, I have you back again! Itwas all Bob's idea you know? He talked me into it and I'll make it up to you,I promise my Darling" She said frantically, her attempts at reconciliationwere awesome to behold.

Uncle George was not at all moved by her outburst; he reacheddown, grabbed her by her tender nipples and yanked her to her feet. He showedno emotion when she cried out, he twisted her buds viciously and said,

"Way too late for that, you whore! You showed your truecolours and now its payback time. But, before Gordon and I have our fun, youwill phone that wretched Brother of mine and convince him that he and Carolget themselves up here as soon as possible. The longer they take, the longerwe have the use of your worthless body, is that understood slag?" She knewthat resistance was futile, so she dialled my parent's number and was soontelling my Dad that she needed to see them both, it was an emergency and theyshould get here as soon as possible. There was a slight pause, she groaned,looked at our grinning faces and said,

"Are you sure you can't get here before four o'clock?" Herface crumpled as presumably my Father told her that they couldn't be any earlier;she mumbled a reply and hung up the phone. George looked at his watch and withan evil laugh said,

"Well it looks like you have about five hours of entertainingto do tramp. Why don't you fetch her 'toy box' Gordon, I'm sure there are lotsof things in there that we can amuse ourselves with and while you are away,I'll see if she can raise my cock back from the dead, so to speak" I rummagedaround in Madge's numerous closets until I was satisfied that I had retrievedall of her BDSM paraphernalia and sex aids, which was a considerable amountI can assure you.

True to his word, George had Madge on her knees and he wasgiving her the face fucking of her life. He was holding her head tightly andthrusting himself furiously into her mouth, so deeply that I could see theoutline of his manhood in her throat. His hairy balls were slapping againsther chin and she was gagging his pre cum and her saliva all over her swingingtits. With a loud cry, he held her face even closer to his groin and ejaculated.She had to swallow it all trying to get air into her heaving lungs and finallyGeorge withdrew with a satisfied look on his face and said,

"That was pretty good for starters, you always could givea good blow job, but there again, you got lots of practise with good old Bob,didn't you?" She looked up into his coal black eyes, saw his mood darken andknew that she was in for a hard time until her Brother and Sister-in-Law arrivedlater this afternoon.

George and I got together and discussed what we would donext, making sure that she couldn't overhear us, which increased her apprehensionand raised goose bumps on her near naked body. We took an arm each and ledher onto the patio. When George had this house built, he had ensured that thegarden could not be seen from nosy neighbours or even from the road, so therewas no danger of us being observed, we could use our slut in complete privacy.

We placed her face up across the sturdy picnic bench, handcuffedher hands to the supports at one end and tied her legs exactly as I had donethe previous night. I found a blindfold and ball gag in the box and fittedthese in place. She was helpless, she couldn't see what we were going to subjecther to next and if she tried to scream, she wouldn't be heard. There was awashing line near the table and hanging from it was a bag of clothes pegs,my eyes lit up and George nodded in agreement as he saw where I was looking.I started to attach them in a ring around her nipples, as each peg took hold,her body jerked and she tried to cry out. When both rings of pegs were in position,her swollen teats stood erect between them and I shifted my attention to herpuffy labia, which were already glistening with her juices. I roughly pulledeach in turn, clipped on a vertical row of three pegs to each juicy petal andusing a strip of duct tape, I spread them widely and stuck the pegs to herthighs.

Uncle George had not been idle during this and he had beenlighting half a dozen candles, giving them plenty of burning time to form agood puddle of molten wax. He indicated that I should start fucking her, soalways being willing to oblige, I slid my stiff shaft into her vulnerable andvery wet cunt. She was more than ready to accept me, I felt her inner musclesflutter around my cock and suddenly it was as if a silk vice tightened aroundme. George had tipped the hot wax directly onto one of her nipples and as herbody convulsed, her cunt contracted, gripping me like nothing I had ever feltbefore. Gradually, as the pain subsided, her hold on my manhood relaxed untilonce more, he did the same to her other nipple and I lost it! My spunk explodedfrom deep within and I had the most intense orgasm ever! She was thrashingaround as much as her bonds would let her and if she didn't have the ball gagto bite on, her orgasmic cries would have been heard for miles around and asI pulled out of her spasming pussy, a flood of our juices ran over the table.George's manhood had recovered from Madge's earlier blowjob and he took myplace between her open thighs saying,

"You know Gordon; your slutty Aunt never let me have herass in all these years, so I do believe I'll 'rectumfy' that, right now! Sheseemed to enjoy it last night with you, so let's see if she can open wide enoughfor me."

"How do you know I shagged her tight arse last night UncleGeorge?" I asked him. He laughed at my confusion and replied,

"Are you forgetting how I got the videos in the first placeGordon? I was in the CCTV control room and watched it all"

"Ah yes! I forgot about that, I hope you enjoyed the show,I did and judging by the volumes of cunt juice she squirted over me, old Madgedid too!" I chuckled. I decided that my Aunt could clean all the goo of myshrinking cock and it would be safe to remove the ball gag as my prick woulddo the same job of keeping her quiet. I hoped that Uncle George had set upthe video camera correctly and was catching all this in glorious Technicolor;I wanted a copy of the tape for future use.

After pouring the hot wax over her nipples, George had leftthe candles burning, so I thought it was only fair to give him the same sensationthat he gave me, but instead of her nipples, I leant over and dropped the waxright onto her swollen clitoris. She screamed around my half hard cock, herbody stiffened with the shock and George cried out as her anus contracted painfullyand sucked the ball juice right out of him. This was her most powerful orgasmso far and as her sphincter tightened, so did her gaping sex and a jet of hercumm hit George on the stomach. Her screams subsided and she passed out fromthe sheer intensity.

By the time she had recovered, we had released the handcuffs,removed the pegs and untied her legs. It was lunchtime after all and we neededfood. George told her to get showered, put on fresh stockings and garter beltand make us all burgers. In answer to her unspoken question, he nodded andsaid that as she had done well, she could eat with us. We sat at the tablewith a couple of cold beers and she hurried to obey.

The lunch was soon on the table, but instead of allowingher to sit, he told her to stand beside us while we played with her ass andpussy, but that on no account was she to cumm. This became a contest betweenus to see who could get her turned on the most and make her defy his order.

I didn't think that I could get hard again after cummingso many times in the last twenty four hours, but the sight of George reamingher anus with a large carrot coated in butter, soon had my virile young penisstanding to attention. I had three fingers buried in her hot pussy, thumb pressingher tender clit when an idea struck me. I pulled out a little and folded mythumb into the palm of my hand, coated it with some of the butter George hadused and slowly began to insert my hand into her slack cunt. She moaned outloudly at our duel assault on her front and rear holes, but I felt her pussyrelease more juice to help my hand on its way. I kept rolling her stiff clitwith the fingers and thumb of my other hand and finally, her blood engorgedlabia were around my wrist. Beside herself with lust, her hips jerked backwardsand forwards, fucking herself on my fist. George's orders totally forgotten,she cried out once more and flooded my hand and arm with her nectar.

We were both fully recovered and before she collapsed, myUncle grabbed her hips and backed her ass onto his raging cock, telling meto take her from the front and we would give her a double. The feeling wasincredible, his hard dick up her fanny made her soaking pussy fit my cock likea glove and it wasn't very long before I was squirting another load of hotspunk into her belly.

There was just time for us all to get showered and dressedbefore the arrival of my parents. Much to her horror, we decided that AuntieMadge was to remain dressed as she had been all day and no amount of her pleadingand crying would change our minds. My mother Carol was also going to find outhow much of a whore slut her Sister-in-Law had actually become. We did insistthat she put on her make-up, fix her hair and wear her four inch heeled blackboots, to compliment her scanty clothing and to complete the picture, we tiedher securely to a high backed chair in the lounge, legs wide apart to showthe wetness glistening on her abused sex. A short while later we heard thesound of a car drawing up in the driveway, doors opening and closing and myFathers voice calling out,

"Hello! Madge! Gordon, is anyone about?" George had warnedus both not to let on that he was alive, he wanted to surprise them, just likehe had with us.

"Through here Dad!" I called back, "We're in the lounge" Iheard their steps as they came entered the back door, through the kitchen andinto the lounge. Dad's face was a picture when he caught sight of Madge, trussedup in the chair, with all of her womanly charms on display; he was horrifiedand shouted,

"What the Fucking hell is going on here? Have you gone completelymad Gordon, release her at once you pervert! Are you Ok Marjory? But don'tworry, Son or no Son, I'll call the police!" The lounge door slammed shut andGeorge said in his quiet voice,

"I wouldn't do that if I were you Bob" This caused a similarreaction to his first reappearance, Mum collapsed to the carpeted floor ina faint and Dad just stood there, ashen faced, his mouth frozen open in shock.George hurried across to help Mum to her feet and said,

"I'm sorry I couldn't tell you that I hadn't been killedin that car crash Darling, please forgive me, but I had to find out the truth!And with Gordon's help, I have"

'Darling', he called her, now it was my turn to be confused.What was going on here between my Mum and my Uncle? I thought to myself. Hesteered Mum over to the couch and told her to sit next to me, my Father, hetold to sit on the floor between Aunt Madge's obscenely spread legs and then,when he had us all where he wanted us, he said,

"I guess it is time for a few explanations, especially toyou Gordon" He looked over and gave me a wink and a smile, then continued, "Firstly,the 'accident', I knew they" He glowered at Madge and Bob, "were hatching upsome plot to get rid of me, so I was especially careful to test the brakeson the car before getting to the steep part of the road and when I discoveredthat they had been tampered with, it was easy enough to arrange it to lookas if I had gone right through the barrier" He switched his gaze back to meand continued,

"I have known about Bob and Marjorie's affair for a verylong time, even before you were born Gordon and of course I eventually pluckedup the courage to tell Carol, your Mum" He turned to her and gave her a lovingsmile, before dropping a bombshell, "Yes, we also became lovers, but we bothagreed that we would keep it a secret, we didn't want the good name of thefamily dragged through the divorce courts. Carol became pregnant and we thoughtthat everything would change, Bob would want to spend more time with her andMarjory would want us to have children too, but, try as we might, she neverconceived and laid the blame firmly at my door. I knew Bob was still visitingand that they were having regular, unprotected sex, but still Marjory couldn'tget pregnant. That led me to convince Carol that we should have some testscarried out. She got a sample of Bob's sperm, on a rare occasion that theymade love" He paused, glared at the man in question and dropped an even biggerbombshell than before, "If anybody is interested, the results are here" Therewas a collective gasp as he produced a sheaf of papers which had the distinctiveheading of the local hospital written across the top of each page.

He came over to my Mother and me, pulled us both to ourfeet and; putting his arms around us he announced,

"Gordon, I'm proud to say that you are our Son. NeitherBob nor Marjory are capable of having children, thank God for small mercies.So basically what I'm telling you is, that Carol is still your Mum, Madge isyour Aunt, I'm your Father and Bob's your Uncle!" The three of us hugged eachother tightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, but all very relieved atthe final outcome.

Epilogue.

Mum and my new Dad, George, told Bob and Madge to get outof their house and that they better sign the divorce papers without any question,or they would take the evidence of their plot to kill George directly to theauthorities.

For my part, I managed to get my 'Aunt' to one side beforeshe left and told her that I would be in touch soon, I was going to arrangea party for my pals at the gym and that she would be the 'entertainment' forthe night and if she even thought about refusing, then her and my ex Fatherwould be the new stars on the local website!

As usual, if you enjoyed this story and there is a demand,Part 2 could follow very shortly. All feedback and comments gratefully received.