I forget to clean and Angie and I get punished. Just you average every day incest and BDSM story.
This next story happened after we had moved to the new house but before Briana became Kevin’s second wife. It happened in the punishment room which I still haven’t described, but I don’t feel like explaining all that. I was writing a lot of family stuff and general stuff in the last few, so I wanted to write a pure BDSM story. If you don’t like rough treatment, skip it.
I had been lazy, just spending time nursing Briana and watching TV and I hadn’t tidied up all day. There were glasses out on the counter. I hadn’t run the breakfast dishes. Things were a mess. Angie had been in her room probably on the computer all day when Kevin came home a bit early. He looked around and his face went firm when he saw the mess. He pointed at me and pointed at the ground next to him. I got up and came over, knowing I was in for it. As I did he shouted, “get out here Angie.”
Angie was into the room in two seconds, her eyes looking around anxiously, seeing the mess. He pointed at her and next to him and she came over, the two of us standing straight in front of him. He walked around behind us wordlessly and grabbed both of us by the hair. He started dragging us roughly behind him, walking so fast that I almost fell down. If I had he might have literally dragged me. He is strong and could have done it.
He took us to the main house and straight to the punishment room and shut the door. I could literally feel all the cameras in the room recording us, but I didn’t care. I was in trouble and it would not be pleasant. He let me go and pulled up on Angie’s hair until she was on her toes. He bent next to her and looked hard in her eyes. “Why are we in this room, head wife?”
“Because we let the house get messy.”
He grabbed a tit and pinched it hard. “Did you say WE let the house get messy?” The emphasis on ‘we’ was clear.
“I’m sorry, I meant that I let the house get messy. I did,” emphasizing “I.”
He let go of her nipple. “Who is in charge of managing the house?”
“I am.” She said, a tear in her eye from the pain of having her hair pulled and her nipple pinched.
“I provided you this excellent slave over here,” he said, pointing at me. “If you can’t manage her, you can do the work yourself. It doesn’t matter to me how it gets done, but you are the head wife and you are in charge.”
He let go of her hair and pointed at the spanking bench. She bent over the bench, her ass in the air. He didn’t bother to restrain her, just walked over and grabbed a long heavy paddle and began to strike her over and over, a slight delay between each strike. I could see long red stripes that I know would become bruises across her ass and the tops of her legs. He set the paddle down on her back and grabbed a long straight dildo and shoved it dry deep into her. It was long and he pushed hard. I was worried he might damage her, but of course I didn’t say anything. She let out a soft scream as he pushed it in.
He let go leaving the rest of the dildo sticking out. “Is this lesson going to stay with you Angie?”
“Yes daddy”
“I’m not so sure. I will reinforce it every night this week.” With that he left the room.
Angie was in pain as she reached around and pulled the hard dildo out of her ass.
She looked up from the spanking bench, slowly climbing off. Her eyes were on me hard.
“You fucking whore,” she said, her tone low. “You absolutely worthless cunt. I take one day off to hang out online and you let the house fall apart. Now I know why he decided you were only useful as a slave.”
She came over and slapped my face over and over, then grabbed me by the nipple pinching with as much force as she could and dragged me to the stocks. She pulled my head down and put my hands in closing me in. “I’m going to beat your ass every night until you can barely sit. If Bree didn’t like those milkers so much I would beat them too.”
She grabbed the same thick paddle that Kevin had used on her and hit my ass over and over too many times for me to count. She threw it across the room and went and grabbed a riding crop and started at the bottom of my legs hitting hard on one leg, then the other working her way up to my ass.
I was screaming in pain, not trying to be quiet. I felt it up and down my legs and thighs and ass. Then she worked her way up my back too. Finally she took the dildo that dad had shoved in her ass pushing it in as deep as she could until it was all the way in and she stormed out leaving me there alone.
About an hour later I heard the door open and felt a hand on my bare ass. Kevin said, “wow, she really left some marks. You gonna be ok?”
“Yes sir”
I felt him ease the dildo out of my ass and he tossed it into the cleaning bin. “That is quite the gape,” he said lightly, fingering around my rosebud. He came around to my side and knelt down lifting my chin and looking me in the eyes from inches away. He asked me, “are you still glad you became my sex slave?”
I smiled and answered firmly, “absolutely sir.”
He smiled back and said, “That’s my good girl,” and kissed me gently on the lips. He walked around behind me and I could hear him open his pants and he drove into my wet shaved pussy. He took his time, working my pussy slowly, pinching and massaging my clit with his fingers.
I came quickly, shaking in the stocks and moaning “oh god yes, the best master ever. Fuuuuuck yes you are too good for this worthless slut.” He took his time driving me through orgasm after orgasm before he pulled out and sprayed his cum over my back and ass.
In a light voice he said, “I’ll see you tomorrow slut.” and he walked out.
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