The Family Feud
Chapter
Ten
After that weekend, things started to get
into a routine for the next week. Chris was permitted to wear some
things picked out by Jamie to school. He had to carry her books and
report to her there as well. She checked to make sure he was doing
his assignments, and eating only the lunch he was packed, which was
reduced calorie. She didn’t really like being seen with him,
but she arranged for them to meet almost as if it was a favor she was
doing him.
She even enrolled him in some after school club, so
he could come home with her when their mom picked them up.
At
home, the Taylor men were docile. They seemed to be gritting their
teeth and accepting the changes.
During the day when the kids
were at school and Wendy was at work, Bill was gagged, handcuffed,
and leashed in such a way that Wendy would know if he had untied
himself and retied himself. He was told he could look for work for an
hour a day on the computer with monitoring. If he finds a job, that
is one condition to this being all over.
Wendy insisted
they fully shave, legs, armpits, chest, ass cheeks etc because she
said it just looked “Pathetic” when she dressed them up
like girls.
They did not have very effeminate faces, so no
amount of make-up could change that fact. Still they learned to paint
their nails, straighten their hair and apply make-up “So you'll
know what girls go through to get ready, and make themselves
presentable...when you used to complain we were taking too
long.”
There were dares, and bets, and games, and the
Taylor men did not seem to resent any of this until about Wednesday
of that week.
They seemed to get surly, aggressive, and
difficult to manage. Wendy did a little research online and
discovered, that they hadn't been allowed to cum while they've been
watched so carefully. The promise of positive and negative
reinforcement did not seem to change things.
So that
afternoon when Jamie wasn't home, she brought the two Taylor men into
the living room to stand at attention gagged. She handed them each a
mason jar, and said “I want you to both masturbate into this.
You’ve been good, so you deserve release...”
If Chris hadn't been
gagged, he would have said it, but instead his eyes seemed to say
“I'd really like to get my rocks off, but do you have to watch,
mom?”
However, Wendy's stare in response seem to answer
“Yes, and hurry up and get it over with.”
She
untied their leash from around their cocks, and without making eye
contact with her or each other, they both immediately began to pump
their cocks, stroking in a way that only the owner of the cock knows
how.
They were taking too long though, it had been three
minutes and it felt like much longer. Wendy hadn't remembered it
taking this long with Bill on top.
“Fine, porn”
she said, turning the computer monitor to them, and started flipping
through images of young girls in various poses and situations.
“Whatever it takes.” she joked to herself.
They
popped their load, and immediately became tired. They needed to catch
their breath, taking their hands off their sore little cocks freshly
milked of semen.
“Wow...you guys seem tired. Okay, I'll
let you get you take a breather. Here is the deal, be good boys and
every other day or so, I'll let you have this little party time to
release. You shake up a 7-up can long enough, it needs to explode. I
get that. We will keep this just between us three.”
Wendy put her finger in their face to make a point. “BUT, if
you are bad little boys, I'll still let you release, except you'll be
drinking the contents of these mason jars.” she smiled as she
left the room, and her very satisfied son and husband, who felt a
tremendous relief wash over them, expelling all the dirty perverted
thoughts they'd had over the last few days.