Part II: Kyle’s Punishment

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I really needed to get back to work so I got dressed. Monica had a hairbrush in her purse which I had to borrow – hygiene wasn’t really a priority considering I just ate her brother’s cum out of her pussy. We agreed to meet over my lunch break in a couple of hours at a cafe right beside the store. They showed up, and we talked about them and about Kyle.They began their affair when they were both seventeen. They were not committed to each other – they both shared a passion for unconventional trysts, and their liaison was, in Monica’s words, “one of the hottest things we’ve both experienced.” They were always open to bringing in new lovers. At the moment, Monica was actually heavily involved with some guy named Paul, who had sex with both her and Morgan.”At the same time?” I asked.”Sometimes, or just with one of us,” Morgan said. “I’m bi. We do guys-night-only sometimes.”“Actually, everyone thought Morgan was gay for some time,” Monica said. “I was the first one to find out, when he fucked me.”They continued the story. Their parents and older sister all lived in town and they were here for a couple of weeks just to visit. They were staying over at Maya’s. She knew about their involvement, and was ‘begrudgingly accepting’, as Morgan said, but she made them stay in different bedrooms and made them promise not to embarrass her in front of anyone she knew.So, of course, Monica broke the promise pretty much on the second day of their stay by seducing the shit out of Kyle.”She basically introduced him to the whole concept,” Morgan explained. “Free love and all that. She was coming on to him for one whole evening and one thing let to another, and they ended up fucking.””And I had to explain to him the next morning that we aren’t dating and this is just casual aunt-nephew sex,” Monica interjected. “There were some words and some angry tears, but Kyle ended up getting behind the whole thing eventually.””He did not tell us he had a girlfriend until a few days later,” Morgan said. “If we knew, we wouldn’t have made any moves.””Or at least, not without both of you present,” Monica said apologetically.I sighed. “It’s fine,” I said finally.” You didn’t know.””We didn’t,” Monica said again. “But I still don’t understand why you two broke up? Did he tell you he fucked his aunt?”I shook my head. “Nothing like that. He said something along the lines of not being tied down, he wanted to explore or – I dunno. He said I was not giving him what he needed. Called me a prude.”Monica burst out laughing and Morgan and I joined in. When the laughter died down, Morgan said, “I guess he didn’t want to give you a chance.”I shrugged. “Guess so.””Boys,” Monica said dismissively. “What he should have said is that he just wants to get more pussy, instead of pinning it on you.””Maybe he was embarrassed,” Morgan suggested. We looked at him questioningly. “Okay, I’m not defending him, I’m just saying – I get where he’s coming from.””To be fair,” I said, “if he told me he wanted to have an orgy with his aunt and uncle and me, I don’t know if I would jump at the idea.””Would you now?” Monica asked.”Hell yeah,” I said. “But I’m still pissed at Kyle so…””Well about that,” Monica said. “I have a plan brewed up, if you are interested. But it involves some, hmm, punitive measures.””I’m listening,” I said.–I was carefully examining myself in the mirror. The latex bra and panties Monica gave me felt surprisingly good – not too tight, and small enough for me to not feel constricted. At a first glance, I thought I looked good, too. Sexy and menacing. Enticing and unobtainable. But as I kept looking, I started to have doubts. Is my make-up too clownish? Are the strings of my bra and panties digging too much into my skin? Am I too fat to wear this? Are my boobs too big for all the strings and tiny bits of latex? I wasn’t overweight by any standards, but I definitely wasn’t anorexic.Being a girl can be annoying.At last, I snapped a pic and sent it to Monica. She procured these garments for me a day after we first met, and if she wanted me to wear these tonight, she would have to make sure güvenilir bahis I didn’t look ridiculous.She replied with a thumbs-up (good enough to boost my confidence) and a selfie. She was wearing the same panties I did, but her body was only covered in leather straps that went around her tits, and a fishnet top. Her make-up wasn’t as heavy as mine, with only a bit of eyeliner and nude lipstick. I sent her a heart.It was nearly time to head out, but I had one last thing to put on – or put in, to be more specific. I took out a box from under my bed. In the box were some old clothes, but that was just for show – underneath the pile, there was an anal plug that Celeste got for me as a gag gift for my seventeenth birthday earlier that year. We had a good laugh about it, but unbeknown to her, I did actually use it a couple of times. I didn’t particularly care for the sensation at the time. Tonight, however, I wanted to be prepared for anything, including possibly getting Morgan’s sizeable cock in my virgin ass. So, I lubed up the plug and inserted it, taking a few seconds to get used to its size. I then took a few steps around the room to see if I was comfortable walking around with it. It wasn’t too bad, and I definitely felt kind of sexy having this secret about me. I made a mental note to try going out with the butt plug in the future – maybe a mall outing, or maybe even at work.I now had barely enough time to get to Kyle’s place at the time Monica and I agreed upon. I put on a t-shirt and some pants and snuck by my parents. I told them earlier that day that I would be heading out for a party, but I didn’t want them to see my makeup and start asking questions – my outer clothes were in line with what I usually wore, but my makeup was definitely at an unprecedented level of sluttiness.It took me only fifteen minutes to get to Kyle’s place. His parents were out of town and the driveway was empty. I parked there. I walked up to the front door and rang the bell. In a couple of minutes, Monica opened the door. She wore the same outfit I saw earlier in her selfie.“Hi,” I said. “What if I were a delivery man?”She laughed. “Then the delivery man would get a great show. What about you, though? Are you wearing… that?”In response, I took off the shirt and the pants. Monica nodded appreciatively.“Looks even better in person.”“I also have a surprise stashed away… in me,” I said.“Ooh,” Monica exclaimed. “Can I see?”“No,” I said. “But you can feel it.”With that, Monica stepped towards me and put her hands around me. She ran them along my back down to my butt. I spread my legs a bit and I felt her touch the plug.“You’re so naughty,” she whispered in my ear. “I love it.”I kissed her earlobe and pulled away. “So – how is this going to go?”“Well, the boys are tied up in the basement right now. Kyle’s blindfolded. We will have some fun with him before the big reveal. Just stay quiet for now and play along. Oh, and one more thing-” she looked at me seriously. “Our safe word is ‘summer.’ If anyone says that, stop whatever you are doing immediately.”“I understand,” I said. “But what about – I mean, we didn’t tell Kyle I’d be involved, so is that okay?”Monica smiled. “I’m glad you asked, but we’ve pretty much cleared it with him. We asked if he would be okay with having someone involved in the future, and he said yes, and then we asked if it could be someone he knows, and he said he’d be okay with anyone.”“Alright then. Shall we?”We descended into the basement. The Landons had it semi-furnished: the floor was carpeted, there was a sectional sofa and a TV, and a ping-pong table. But the ceiling wasn’t finished and several i-beams and a number of pipes were exposed. Right now the furniture was moved to the side. Kyle stood on his knees in the center of the basement. He was handcuffed and blindfolded. He was fully naked except for a collar on his neck. A chain connected the i-beam right above him to the chain linking the handcuffs, forcing him to keep his arms raised.Morgan stood in front of Kyle. He also had a collar and handcuffs, but he wasn’t chained to güvenilir bahis siteleri anything, even though there was another chain dangling from the i-beam. The handcuffs kept his arms behind him. Morgan winked at me when he saw me on the stairs, and I winked back.I was watching Kyle’s head bob back and forth and I realized then that he was sucking Morgan’s cock. I approached to take a closer look. Kyle sucked slowly and gently, never going too much past the head. Morgan seemed to be enjoying himself, but he kept very obviously staring at my latex-clad tits, and I wondered if he was now imagining me working on his tool.I walked very quietly to conceal my footsteps (I was barefoot), but Monica made a lot of noise with her heels on the wooden staircase. When she was all the way down, Kyle let go of Morgan’s cock and asked, “Who was at the door?”Monica glared at him. She yelled angrily, “Did I say you could stop sucking?”“No, ma’am,” Kyle replied in a small voice.“Did Morgan say you could stop sucking?”“No, ma’am,” Kyle said in an even smaller voice.“What do we do to little insubordinate bitches?” Monica demanded.Kyle hesitated before saying, “The whip, ma’am.”“That’s right,” Monica said. “Morgan, bring me the whip.”Morgan immediately went over to the ping pong table, and I saw an array of whips, strapons, chains, and other BDSM gear. I wondered how he could grab the whip with the handcuffs on, but he skillfully picked it up with his mouth. He went over to Monica, got down to his knees, and offered the whip to her.“Good boy,” Monica said and ruffled her brother’s hair. She took the whip, examined it, and said, “Maybe not a good boy after all, you got spit all over it.”“I’m sorry,” Morgan said.Monica immediately slapped Morgan’s face. “Did I tell you to speak?”He silently shook his head in response.“Get back to the little bitch over there,” she ordered. “Since neither of you knows how to behave, your punishment is as follows: the little bitch gets fifteen lashes. And he has to keep your cock in his mouth.”I didn’t understand how this was supposed to punish Morgan at first, but then I thought about what I would do with my mouth if I was hit with a whip. “Morgan’s got the worse end of the deal,” I thought.Monica then clamped the free chain on the i-beam to Morgan’s collar and bent down to Kyle’s ear. “If my dear brother cries out from pain,” she told Kyle, “you get additional lashes. Is that understood?”“Yes, ma’am.” Morgan and Kyle said simultaneously.“Great. Let’s begin. One…” she said and swung the whip at Kyle’s back. It landed with a soft pop. Kyle didn’t even flinch.“Two…”This time, Monica put more force into it. Kyle jerked, but still didn’t make a sound.“Three…”The whip landed with a loud ‘whack!’ Kyle cried out and rather than biting into Morgan’s cock, he jerked away from it, letting it drop out of his mouth.Monica shook her head. “That won’t do,” she said. She pondered the situation for a bit, then went over to the ping pong table and brought back a large leather belt. She helped Kyle position himself back to Morgan’s crotch and shoved her brother’s cock back into his mouth. She then tightened the belt around Morgan’s ass and Kyle’s head.“Can you breathe?” she asked Kyle. He produced a muffled but affirmative moan.The fourth and the fifth lashes left angry red marks on Kyle’s skin. Monica directed the sixth one on Kyle’s side, and the whip ended up also hitting Morgan’s leg, causing him to wince. The seventh one seemed even harder than all the previous ones and several things happened at the same time: Kyle apparently bit into the cock, Morgan yelped, and Kyle gagged on the cock and started coughing.Monica sighed. She took off the belt to let Kyle breathe and asked, “You okay?”“Yes, ma’am,” he said.“Do you want me to continue?”“Yes, ma’am.”“Good boy,” she said and patted him on the cheek. She turned to her brother and asked, “How about you? All good?”“All good,” Morgan confirmed.“Alright. Well, Kyle, since my brother did get bitten, that’s one more lash for you. But first, it looks like Morgan’s cock got scared so you iddaa siteleri must get it hard again. Start sucking.”Kyle immediately got on it. We watched them for a while. Monica whispered into my ear, “Do you want to use the whip on him?”I hesitated. “It looks… painful. I don’t know if I can do it.”“He loves it,” Monica said. “Look at his cock.”Indeed, Kyle was not only hard – harder than I’ve ever seen him before – but his cock was practically covered in pre-cum.“He’s never been into pain when we were dating,” I whispered.“Yeah, it’s new,” Monica said. “He watched some BDSM porn or something and asked me to try whipping him while he jerked off a few nights ago. He loved it, so we decided to try doing-” she waved her hand at Kyle and Morgan “-this.”“I also didn’t know he was into guys,” I remarked.Monica laughed quietly. “He didn’t know it either. I had Morgan watch us the second time we fucked, and then I sucked Morgan off, and I asked Kyle if he wanted to try it out. Same as you, come to think of it.”“You are so bad.”“Isn’t this hot though?”“Fuck yeah,” I said. “I’m drenched. I feel like my panties will melt off.” And I really was. I liked watching gay porn from time to time, but seeing this in person was completely different. Morgan and Kyle were both very handsome – good genes, I suppose – and this was really the first time I saw Kyle so vulnerable and so free of inhibitions. He was completely into it, licking and sucking his uncle’s cock like his life depended on it. I was a little sad that he wasn’t that way with me. And suddenly I felt a twitch of anger. He could do all this with me. We could experiment together. The two of us could find a guy, or a girl, or a couple to play with, explore our sexuality, define our limits…I reached out for the whip. Monica saw my face and must have sensed what I was feeling because she said, “Alright. Don’t go too crazy.”She gave me the whip and suddenly kissed me. “I’m going to have your pussy first tonight,” she whispered. She then quickly turned away, moved closer to the guys, clapped her hands, and said in a loud voice: “Fun’s over. Let the punishment proceed. How many are left, Kyle?”Kyle reluctantly let go of Morgan’s cock and said, “Eight more lashes?”“Wrong. Morgan?”“Nine. Because he bit me on the seventh.”“Bingo,” Monica said cheerfully. “Also, I’m upping the game. Kyle, you now have to not only not bite Morgan, but also you can’t let go of his cock. Doesn’t look like you want to either,” she added, noticing that Kyle resumed sucking. “As before, one additional lash for each infraction.”She nodded at me to come over. “Seven,” she exclaimed, and I swung the whip at Kyle’s back.It felt good.The moment the whip landed on Kyle, I felt this surge of power in me. All my feelings towards him were there, at the end of the whip. I wanted to give him pain – for dumping me, not trusting in me, making me feel insecure. But also I wanted to give him what he wanted. To be there with him. Even if he didn’t know it yet, we were more together then than we’ve ever been before.I struck him again. And again. Sensing my urge to keep lashing, Monica said “Ten, eleven, twelve,” in quick succession and I followed suit by hitting him fast three times in a row. The last one was particularly painful. Morgan winced. Monica motioned for me to stop and approached her brother.“Did he bite you again?” she asked.Morgan shook his head.Monica then leaned over to him and licked his chest – up from the bottom of his rib cage to the nipple. Her tongue fluttered over his nipple for a while and then suddenly she bit into it. Morgan cried out.“That’s for lying to me,” Monica said. She then smacked Morgan’s butt, walked back to me and resumed counting.I aimed the last three lashes very carefully and slowly – I wanted to savor the experience. Kyle cried out all three times, but bravely forced himself to keep Morgan’s cock in his mouth. When we were finished, his back was completely red, with multiple crisscrossing red lines. Succumbing to a sudden urge, I licked his back from the bottom to the top of the spine. I felt its heat and tasted its sweat. I thought it would feel good to push him down and ride him, seeing him writhe in pain as the carpet rubbed across his inflamed back. But Monica had other plans for me, and so I stepped back.Monica motioned to her brother…

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