It was the summer of my sophomore year at college and I was staying with my uncle Scotty and aunt Jenny some hours away from my home. Over that summer I was interning at Scotty’s video production company. It had all started out great, but quickly took a strange turn within my first couple days there.
Uncle Scotty had gotten called overseas to be a part of a TV production which left me with just aunt Jenny and my cousin Ariel. Ariel was still a teenager, having just finished high school. She was also adorable and very sexy. I’ve detailed this previously; but during a game of truth or dare she learned that I was a virgin and pledged to take my virginity at the end of the summer. In exchange, I was to spend the next three months being her plaything.
Ariel, you see, had told me that Jenny, her stepmom, was her dad’s Mistress. That is, uncle Scotty and aunt Jenny lived in a femdom or Female Led Relationship lifestyle. They were also a happily married couple deeply in love and had been together for most of Ariel’s life, but their sex life was somewhat unconventional.
Because of this, and her own marked interest, Ariel had learned a great deal about the BDSM lifestyle. She considered herself a student of Female Led Relationships and Female Supremacy in general. Over the summer she planned to practice on me, something my submissive libido desperately desired.
And so we come to the beginning of this chapter of the story. I’d been at my aunt and uncle’s place just a little over a week; Ariel and I quickly developed a pattern of behavior in that time. She liked to sleep-in and I didn’t go to my internship until late morning or early afternoon so we often didn’t see each other in the mornings. Each day when I got home Ariel and I, and aunt Jenny too if she was around, would have a late dinner. Then Ariel and I would head downstairs to hangout.
The basement of their house was large and fully furnished. It was also mostly unused, and where I was sleeping. The moment we hit the bottom of the stairs Ariel expected me to completely strip off, fold my clothes and set them at the stairs, and then kneel down to kiss her feet.
Then we’d go about doing mostly rather innocent things. We played video games and watched movies. We’d fuck around on the internet. Sometimes we just cuddled and talked. It was so close to being normal except I was naked and she wasn’t. In addition, I was always expected to do exactly as she told me to do whenever she wanted.
Normally this was just things like getting her a drink, or rubbing her shoulders, or just doing something slightly humiliating like (nude) jumping jacks.
Sometimes, however, we got into the sexual things. One night she pinched and twisted my nipples while commanding me to play with myself until I was just about to orgasm and then stop. She did this multiple times in a row until my nipples were actually bruised and I was desperate to cum.
Then she made me go down on her because it got her worked up, and then I had to go to bed without relief myself. That was definitely the toughest night she’d put me through to that point. Most of the time when it got sexual, though, it was just fun play and she’d either give me a handjob to finish it off or let me jerk myself to completion in front of her; she seemed to love to watch me masturbate even though I found it a little humiliating.
Every night she would leave her worn panties hanging on my doorknob and I was expected to wear them myself the next day. She said that Jenny kept her dad in panties all the time and Ariel wanted me to do the same. Every day when I was at my internship she’d text me and tell me to go into the bathroom and send her photo proof that I was wearing them.
On a Thursday night when I’d not yet been there two weeks Ariel surprised me by telling me that she was going out of town for the weekend.
“I’m going to be going to a friend’s lake cabin for a couple nights. I kinda forgot about it actually. I’d definitely invite you but it’s supposed to be a girl’s only thing.”
“Oh that’s ok.” I said. “I understand.”
“Maybe you can go explore the city a bit by yourself, see what there is to do. I can give you some suggestions!” She said with her trademark cheery attitude.
“That’d be cool! I haven’t had a chance to really look around at all.”
“Oh there’s so much fun stuff to do here!” She said.
We were in a much bigger city than where I lived, the capital city of our midwest state actually. I had driven there so I had my own car.
“I’ll miss you though.” I said.
“Ooohhhh, you’re so sweeeeet!” She said. “I’ll miss you tooooooo!”
She leaned in and gave me a warm hug. It still felt very weird to me to feel her clothed body against my naked one.
“So I’ll be gone by the time you get home tomorrow, and I’ll be back sometime Sunday.” She informed me.
“Ok, sounds like a plan.”
“Would it be terribly cruel of me to forbid you from cumming the whole time I’m gone?” She asked mischievously.
“Like 48 hours? Damn, that’d suck, but I’d mersin seks hikayeleri do it for you if it’s what you wanted.” I said.
“You’d do it if I told you to do it, period.” She said, grinning. God that dominant attitude and that little sly smile of hers just turned me to jelly.
“Yea I would.” I said a little sheepishly.
“And that’s why I love ya, cous’!” She said brightly.
“So tonight I’ll make sure you have a real good orgasm before you have to go a couple days without.” She added, and I smiled broadly at her.
With that, she went down onto my cock with her lips and didn’t stop until I’d shot my load into her mouth and she swallowed every drop.
After she’d finished me off she unbuttoned her tight black jeans and slid them, along with her panties, all the way off. She pointed to her dark skinned and bare shaven pussy with a smile and simply said “Lick.”
I did.
I still wasn’t very good at giving her oral sex, but I was starting to learn. When she was satisfied she hung her panties on my doorknob as always, grabbed her jeans, and went back upstairs without even putting them on, her tight little butt swaying with each step.
The next day went as normal. I spent the morning before going into work finding things that I’d enjoy doing over the weekend out on the town. I looked at nice guitar shops, jazz clubs, movie theaters, and interesting places to eat. Ariel wasn’t out of her room by the time I left for the day so I didn’t get to see her before she went out for the weekend.
However, as usual, she texted me while I was at work wanting proof that I was wearing her panties, which I dutifully went to the bathroom and showed her. Today’s pair was a light blue thing she called a tanga style. On her it showed off most of her butt while not actually going into it, but on my larger body it basically fit like a thong, riding up my ass all day. It felt wickedly sexy and naughty under my pants, which wearing her panties always did.
I didn’t work as late on Fridays but nonetheless Ariel was gone by the time I got back to the house. I was little surprised to find aunt Jenny already home as well, but I guess she was done early that day too.
“Hey there, Chris.” She said with a smile. “How was work today?”
“Oh it was good, aunt Jenny. I got to run the Blackmagic today so that was really cool.”
“They’re already letting you handle the good stuff, eh?”
“Yea, those fools.” I said, and we both laughed.
“You’re a cute nephew, Chris.” She said with a smile.
I blushed and stammered, not quite sure how to take the compliment. “You’re a cute aunt, aunt Jenny.” I said awkwardly.
But she mercifully just laughed and said “Well I’m glad you think so.”
“Say,” she continued. “You have any plans tonight?”
I didn’t have any firm plans, though I wanted to go out somewhere fun.
“Not really.” I said.
“I’m gonna go jump in the shower quick and when I’m done I’d like you to give me a foot rub. I have bad arches and carry a lot of tension in my feet. Normally Scotty does it but, of course, he’s not around. ‘Bout time you earned your keep here I think.” She said.
“Ok, I can do that.” I said with some trepidation.
I was a little taken aback by her request. I kind of resented the idea that I needed to earn her hospitality. She and Scotty were family and had adamantly invited me to come stay with them and stated over and over that they’d cover my food, at least within the house.
“Good, I appreciate it. I’ll be out in 20 minutes or so.” She said.
I put my misgivings out of my mind, they were being extremely gracious to me and I could help out in whatever way they needed (even if giving my aunt a foot rub seemed a little weird). I sat down in a recliner and pulled up how to give a foot massage on my phone. I hoped she didn’t need anything too complex or specialized.
Just as she’d said, about 20 minutes later aunt Jenny came out to the living room where I was.
“Alright, I’m ready for you now Chris.” She said.
I turned to look at her and I’m sure my jaw hit the floor.
Her hair was still wet and moisture glistened on her skin. She was wearing a white soft cotton robe but was obviously naked underneath it. The robe was long but seemed shaped in a way to look like it was somehow too small for her. Only the belt actually fully crossed her body. Her ample tits were almost completely hanging out. Her navel was easily visible, and just a slight inward angle of one side of the robe stopped me from being able to see her pussy. Her left leg was entirely uncovered.
I was not in control of my eyes as they scanned her wet and mostly exposed body. She was much paler skinned than Ariel and I who shared our grandfather’s Danish blood. Aunt Jenny wasn’t a blood relative though. She had the hips of a middle aged mother and carried a few extra pounds around her midsection but she was an incredibly attractive woman.
As I stared in awe she turned to her left to go back down the hall to her bedroom. Her robe billowed just a bit and for an instant I caught a glimpse of her shaved pussy.
It took me a moment to gather myself but soon I stood and followed her down the hall. Immediately I could feel my cock growing in my pants (and in Ariel’s panties which I was still wearing).
When I got to her room she was just leaning back onto her bed, her back against the headboard. I tried not to look at her body as I entered the room.
“Just go ahead and sit on the foot of the bed, Chris.” She instructed.
I did so, sitting cross legged at her feet. She lifted her right foot towards me and set it on my lap. As she did this her robe fell open enough for me to now easily see her pussy. It was thick and gorgeous, cleanly shaved and beautiful. I tired so hard not to stare but I couldn’t help myself.
“Go ahead and get started, Chris.” She said.
I looked up at her face and her eyes were locked on mine. There’s no way she didn’t see me staring at her.
“Ok, um, just let me know if I should do something different.” I said with barely any voice in my throat.
I began to rub her foot and tried hard to just focus my eyes on it and it alone. As I went I simply couldn’t stop my gaze from darting up from time to time. By now one of aunt Jenny’s nipples had also begun to slip out of the robe and so I was also trying hard not to look there.
As I went aunt Jenny made noises of pleasure and appreciation, while also telling me how she wanted me to rub her feet.
After a while she moved her other foot onto my lap and I caressed it as well. Most of the time aunt Jenny was looking at her phone so I hoped she didn’t catch my glances at her body, but of course I was completely obvious.
“Chris” she said at one point. “Are you stealing peeks at me?”
I was frozen with fear. I looked up at her face and again she was staring me dead in the eyes.
“Answer me, nephew, are you peeking at your aunt’s body?”
I felt completely humiliated and didn’t know what to do.
“I’m sorry aunt Jenny, I’m really sorry.” I said, earnestly and focused my eyes down on her foot I was rubbing.
“This is really quite disappointing. You’ve been here almost two weeks and this is the first thing I’ve asked of you and you cannot act respectfully.”
“I’m really really really sorry aunt Jenny.” I said, pleadingly. I just wanted this moment to be over. I wanted to run back to the privacy of the basement and bury my head under my pillow in shame. I wanted to get in my car and drive home and never have to face my aunt again.
“Stand up, get off my bed.” She commanded.
I stood and tried to bend at the waist to hide my still raging erection. I wasn’t successful.
“As I thought, you have an erection.” Aunt Jenny said. “I’m ashamed of you not being able to control your eyes or your penis.”
Her words were like daggers.
“I’m sorry aunt Jenny.” Was all I could meekly muster.
“I want to allow you to continue to stay in this house, nephew. But if that’s going to happen you need to learn some respect, and you need to learn that bad behavior has consequences.”
“Yes aunt Jenny.” I replied.
“I want you to hand me that hairbrush on my dresser.”
I looked to the dresser and saw an old fashioned looking wooden hairbrush on it. I grabbed it obediently and handed it to her. What was about to happen hadn’t yet clicked in my head. Aunt Jenny took the hairbrush from me and set a pillow on her thighs.
“I want you to drop your pants and lay down over this pillow.”
The words hung in the air so thickly they could have been cut with a knife. I was stunned.
“Now.” She said calmly but sternly.
Without thinking, just like I was beginning to learn to do when Ariel gave me a command, I unfastened my pants and dropped them around my ankles. Instinctively I moved my hands to cover my cock, only then remembering that I was still wearing Ariel’s panties.
Aunt Jenny seemed taken aback.
“Young man. Are those my daughter’s panties?” She asked in a solemn voice.
I couldn’t even speak now. I closed my eyes hard and nodded my head up and down in small movements.
“Lay down over the pillow, now.” She said, anger clear in her voice.
I stepped out of my pants and did as she said. My hard cock in the panties pressed against the pillow as it and aunt Jenny’s legs caused my bottom to be raised up.
Then, for only a moment, aunt Jenny “broke character” as it were.
She leaned down and, even though we were the only two people in the house, she whispered to me.
“I know all about what you and Ariel have been doing, she tells me everything. She told you I might get involved. This is me getting involved. Are you ready?”
Again I just nodded, my face buried into the sheets of her bed.
With that the hairbrush came down onto my bottom hard, with a crack.
I yelped and kicked out my legs from instinct.
“Lay still or it’ll be worse, I promise.” She said.
Aunt Jenny didn’t wait for a reply before she began bringing the hairbrush down again and again in rapid succession. There was no preamble, no warmup. She was spanking me to punish me. This was meant to hurt and it did. Oh it did.
After a couple minutes she roughly grabbed the panties and yanked them down to my thighs. This didn’t really give her any additional bare area to spank, but it certainly amped up my feelings of helplessness and humiliation. I could feel the air on my now exposed testicles and taint, though my hard cock remained pressed into the pillow on aunt Jenny’s lap. Feeling the panties around my thighs was just a very humiliating sensation.
I tried to lay still but my squirming was reflexive.
“Cross your arms under your chest and keep them there.” Aunt Jenny commanded. As I did this she also took one leg and hooked it over mine, giving her some control over my flailing.
And then she continued. Hit after hit of the brush smacked against my bottom. Sometimes she’d stay on one spot hit after hit until I thought I absolutely couldn’t take it anymore. Then, when there were real tears forming in my eyes, she finally relented.
I was actually sobbing when she finished, my nose felt plugged up. My bottom was on fire and it felt like I must be bleeding profusely, though I knew that I wasn’t, that’s just what I came to learn a hard spanking felt like.
“Now go stand in the corner with your hands on your head until I tell you otherwise. Don’t let those panties fall from your thighs. I like how they look there.”
I did as she said, awkwardly waddling over to the corner with the panties around my legs. I put my hands on my head, faced the wall, and stood. I felt like a scolded school child. My ass was very sore and desperately called out for me to rub it, and I quickly learned why the hands on the head is a thing for those who’ve just received a spanking. Leaving my tender ass out in the air without being able to rub it, which is the natural instinct, makes the sting last all the longer.
I didn’t know what aunt Jenny was doing behind me, she didn’t make much noise.
At one point she actually got up from the bed and I could hear her getting dressed. Then I heard her go out of the room. When she left the room I thought about turning to look or rubbing my bottom but somehow I knew that she’d know if I did. So I just stood there.
I stood there long enough for my cock to go down. I stood there long enough for the fire to somewhat dissipate from my bottom. I stood there long enough from my back and arms to get tired from holding the position.
I think it had to be at least an hour or more that I stood there. Finally aunt Jenny came back into the room and spoke to me.
“Now that we’ve gotten acquainted, my little nephew, I think it’s time we drop these pretenses. From now on you will be naked in this house at all times. Is that understood?”
“Yes aunt Jenny.”
“You will continue to do exactly as Ariel tells you, and you will also do exactly as I tell you. If what we tell you is ever in conflict then you must understand that I overrule Ariel. Is this understood?”
“Yes aunt Jenny.”
I heard aunt Jenny walk up behind me. I felt her hook a finger in the panties around my thighs and slide them down.
“Step.” She said, and I stepped out of the panties. “Take off your shirt now.” She added, and I did, then replaced my hands on my head.
“Good boy.” She said, and I loved how it sounded.
Then she pressed an ice pack against my bottom and I started at the sensation.
“You can take your hands off your head now. Why don’t you go downstairs and ice this sore little butt of yours.”
“Ok, thank you aunt Jenny.” I said.
“I want you to reflect on this incident and understand that this was not even a severe spanking. Ariel is not yet much of the punishing kind but perhaps you and I can teach her a little something.”
“I promise I’ll try and be more respectful, aunt Jenny.” I said as I held the ice pack to my bottom and turned around. Aunt Jenny was wearing jeans and a white turtleneck sweater, a common style for her. She looked very good in it.
As I stood aunt Jenny looked me up and down.
“My my, you do have such a pretty young body nephew of mine.”
I didn’t know what to say. She moved in closely and ran her fingers up and down my chest, the hair on the top of her head brushing intoxicatingly against my lips. Her touches turned to scratches as she began to dig her fingernails into my skin up and down my torso. I tried not to react but I know I did, flinching at while also loving the pain. So did my cock, slowly swelling back up.
Aunt Jenny saw my erection grow and she grabbed it in her hand. My knees went weak at the touch. Slowly she began pumping it back and forth. It felt like heaven. As though the spanking and light scratches had heightened my sense of touch and everything was turned up to 11.
“And such a pretty, thick cock too.” She said.
“Oh fuuuck” I said, quietly.
“Sometimes I will reward a boy who’s just taken a good spanking well. But I believe Ariel has forbade you from having an orgasm until she returns, is that correct?”