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Twin Stepdaughters.
Chapter 1
When I first started going out with Julie, three years ago, she
had just completed a bitter divorce after her husband had left
her and her two nine year old daughters. At first we just went
to the pub or the cinema, nothing heavy and no commitments. But
as time progressed we became fonder of each other and she would
come to my place from time to time. It was nearly a year before
I got to go to her house and meet the girls. Jessica and Sofia
were ten by then, they were both pretty but not alike. Jessica
'Oh please call me Jess' has dark hair and green eyes where as
Sofia 'don't call me Sophie' has blond hair and brown eyes, she
was also two inches shorter than her twin sister. The girls eyed
me with suspicion every time I called for their Mum. Julie and I
continued to get more serious and the girls began to accept me.
About two months after the twins' eleventh birthday I moved in
with Julie. Having two eleven year old girls around the house
made thing a little strange for a bachelor but I gave them their
privacy and they gave their mother and I ours. The domestic
arrangements worked well and Julie and I married just over a year
later.
About three months after the twins' thirteenth birthday things
changed for the twins and me. It was the second week of their
long summer holidays and I had been on an early shift. This
meant I got home at about two thirty in the afternoon, a good
three hours before Julie. As I walked into the house I was met
by a very excited Jess. "Paul, Sof and I have some thing we want
to talk to you about." She said.
"Steady!" I said looking at her. Jess had begun to grow up and
wear 'more adult' clothes. She was wearing tight cut-offs and a
crop top through which her nipples could quite easily be made
out. She seemed to like to try to get me to notice her and she
had succeed. "What's the panic? Can it wait until I've had a
shower and changed?"
"I suppose so." Said Sofia who had joined her sister. Sofia was
still two inches shorter than Jess and hadn't filled out.
Usually she dressed more conservatively than her sister but she
nearly out did Jess. Sophie had on a very short skirt and a
tight white tee shirt that left her belly button showing and
hugged her newly sprouting tits so that I could clearly see the
shape of her nipples and the darker colour of her aureoles.
"Ok, I'll be a quick as I can, will you make me a drink whilst
I'm in the shower please?" I asked as I turned and went
upstairs.
Five minutes later I was back in the lounge dressed in shorts and
a tee shirt. As it was warm and my shorts were quite long I
hadn't put any underwear on. I sat down in a chair facing the
two girls who were sat on the sofa. After taking a long drink I
looked at the girls. "Ok what's this all about?" I asked.
"Well," began Jess, who as usual was the spokesperson, "Sof was
looking for some paper. She couldn't find any so she went into
your study."
I couldn't understand what was going on. The girls usually stuck
together yet this seemed like Jess grassing on her sister, who
was sat next to her.
"I went to your desk," continued Sofia, "to see if you had any in
there. I looked in the top two draws and found none."
My heart began to beat faster now.
"Then I opened the next draw down and I found some paper, but not
the blank paper I was looking for." Sofia continued, "I found
some magazines. But I suspect you know what I found don't you?"
"That's my desk, you shouldn't have been there." I tried not to
sound too embarrassed or concerned at the find. I've always read
pornographic magazines and didn't see any reason to stop when I
moved in with Julie. "If you've been upset at what you've found
I'm sorry but it is nothing to do with you."
"We're not upset," said Jess, "but I bet Mum will be when we tell
her you look at dirty mags in your room. I bet she'll be very
upset."
"Then don't tell her." I suggested.
"Ok we wont." Said Sofia, quite cheerfully. "You were right
Jess he doesn't want Mum to know."
"No we wont tell her because we have enjoyed reading one or two."
Said Jess "We especially like the ones where the men have to do
what the women say. What's that called 'femdom'?" she asked.
"Sof and I would like to try that out but we don't know any boys
who would do as we tell them and let us strap and cane them. Do
we Sof?"
"No we don't know any boys, but we do know a man who might."
Replied Sofia. "A man who reads 'femdom' mags behind his new
wife's back and who doesn't want his new wife to know about what
he reads and looks at."
I was flabbergasted here were two thirteen year old girls trying
to blackmail me. "I don't think so girls." I said, being firm.
"Oh we do think so." Mimicked Sofia. "We don't think you want
us to tell Mum, do you?"
"Well, no not really." I said with less authority.
"Why don't you think about it?" asked Jess. "We'll give you some
time to think about how upset Mum will be when we show her this."
She said as she brought out a magazine. "How long shall we give
him?"
"Oh about one minute." Said Sofia. "You've got on minute to
think about it. If in sixty seconds from now your not naked and
standing in the middle of the room with your hands on your head
Mum gets to see your mags as soon as she gets in. That's one
minute from now." She said firmly looking at her watch.
What could I do, I didn't want to upset Julie, should I try to
bribe the girls. "I'll give you money." I offered.
"Thirty seconds gone already." Said Jess.
Twenty seconds later I jumped up ripped off my tee-shirt,
stripped off my shorts and put my hands on my head.
"What a sensible decision." Said Sofia as she stood up and began
to walk around me. "You can see why Mum like him so much, can't
you Jess." She said to her sister as she got back around to my
front. Despite my embarrassment my prick had hardened quite
considerable.
"Now let's get things clear from the start." Said Jess "We want
to learn a thing about this 'femdom' stuff. You have to do as we
tell you and we intend to spank, strap and cane you, just like in
your dirty little mags. The first thing you'll do is read us a
story." She continued.
"We've found one we like in here." Said Sofia as she handed me a
magazine. "You can just stand there where we can see you and
read."
Chapter 2
I looked at the magazine she had handed me and found it open at a
story where a wife enlists the help of a friend to punish her
husband. It was a story I had read often and knew quite well so
I began to read. After I'd read the bit where the husband goes
over his wife's Sofia told me to stop. "Give the mag to Jess so
that she can read it. We'll have a go at acting out that part of
the story. Over my knee so that I can smack your naughty
bottom." Meekly I went over to where my pretty, blond, thirteen
year old stepdaughter was sitting and put myself over her knee.
My hard prick was in contact with her bare thighs. Jess began to
read the story from where I left off. "She brought her hand down
firmly on his right buttock." Jess began. Sofia took her time
than began to spank my backside, alternating from one side to the
other just like in the story.
As Jess read the story Sophie acted it out on my bottom. For
such a small girl she certainty spanked hard. By the time Jess
got to the end of the spanking scene in the story my bottom felt
quite warm.
"Ok," Sophie said, "you can get up now. Take the mag from Jess
and carry on reading where you left off. That was where the guy
was about to get a spanking. We want to hear you read it."
Jess gave me the magazine and I took up the story where I had
left off. When I got to a piece where the guy's feeling were
expressed Jess stopped me. "What did you feel while Soph was
spanking you?" She asked. "Did your bum get hot and tingly like
the guy in the story? We can see you're still excited as your
dick's still hard." She added with a giggle.
I knew I had to reply even though I didn't want to let the girls
know too much. "My bum felt quite sore, it hurt. Sophie hit
very hard." I tried to keep my reply as non-committal as
possible. I actually felt very embarrassed, but quite turned on.
I had obviously read, and enjoyed reading, fem dom stories but
had never actually been spanked before.
"I think he enjoyed it." Said Sophie. "His dick was hard all
the time, I could feel it against my leg. He even left some
sticky stuff on my thigh."
"Are you enjoying this 'Daddy'?" Asked Jess with a grin.
"Not really," I lied, "it's very embarrassing and not a little
painful."
"Well carry on reading," Said Jess "let's see if it gets more
embarrassing and more painful shall we?"
I carried on reading. Once the guy in the story had been spanked
by his wife he had to get the two women drinks, so I was
dispatched to the kitchen to get to glasses of coke (in the story
the women had wine). Whilst the girls took their time over their
drinks I had to stand with my hands on my head. "Ok let's get
on with the story. You know where you'd got to." Said Sophie.
I picked up the mag and began to read. About two sentences into
the story the guy had to bend over a chair to that his wife's
friend (who was the one who had suggested the husband should
receive this punishment for his misdemeanours) gave him a dose of
the strap. The friend suggested that she should give him twelve
with the broad leather strap that she had brought with her.
"You had better get a chair from the dining room." Said Jess.
"Then we can continue to act out the story."
When I came back in with the chair Jess was wielding a broad
leather belt. "We haven't got a strap like the one in the
story," Jess explained, "so we will have to use this belt
instead. "I'm sure it will have the same sort of effect. Put
the chair there and bend over the back, hold the seat. Now
remember we will want you to tell us what how you felt during
this part of the punishment."
I did as my thirteen-year-old stepdaughter told me and presented
my naked backside for the belt. As Sophie began to read the
story Jess let swing with the belt. Each time Sophie read about
the strap hitting the husband in the story Jess swung the belt.
Jess' aim was not very accurate and the belt landed all across my
buttocks and the tops of my thighs. The end often went round the
outside of my right hip and landed against the side. This seemed
extra painful and on three occasions I took my hand off the chair
seat and rubbed my hip. After Sophie had read about the strap
being wielded twelve times, and me receiving twelve with the
belt, she came on to the extras that the guy had earned for
moving his hands during his strapping. He was to receive two
additional strokes. As the girls were acting out the story I
would also receive the two strokes. By now Jess had improved her
aim and her technique, so when Sophie read that the strap landed
right across the middle of the guy's bottom that's where Jess
landed the belt. The last stroke the guy in the story received
landed low down on the top of his thighs and that's where Jess
hit me.
"Wow!" Exclaimed Sophie. "Look how red his bum is. I bet it
feels really hot." With that she put her hand on my backside.
"Gosh! You can feel the heat, you feel Jess."
I remained bent over as the two girls ran their hands over my
well-punished backside. I'd never felt the mixture of pain and
pleasure before. My mind was in turmoil. I was enjoying this
strange new experience, but I wasn't sure about the girls. After
all they were only thirteen and my wife's children.
My thoughts were interrupted by Sophie. "The guy in the story
received two extra strokes for moving his hands off the seat
twice. He," she said referring to me in a very derogatory
manner, "moved his hands three times. I think he should get
three more and, as it's my idea, I should be the one to do it."
Jess raised no objections to her twin sister's idea, so Sophie
picked up the belt, wound it round her hand and proceeded to give
me three additional strokes with the belt. I managed to remain
in place for me 'extras' and remained bent over when she had
finished.
"Now pick up the mag and continue to read. We want to hear you
reading about the strapping the guy received." Said Jess
I took hold of the magazine and continued to read the story we
had just acted out. When I got to the part when the guy's hand
left the chair Sophie stopped me. "I seem to remember that it
was on the third stroke that your hand first left the chair."
She said. "Why did you move it?"
"I think it was because the end of the belt went round the side
and landed on my hip." I replied.
"Does it hurt more there?" Asked Jess.
"It seemed to, but I think it was because the end was moving
faster as it curled round." I answered.
"How did it feel, having your naked backside belted by a
thirteen-year-old girl?" Sophie asked.
"Painful." I said, not wanting to talk about my feelings.
"No, stupid," Sophie retorted, "I mean how does it feel to have
to bend over and let a girl who is young enough to be your
daughter punish you? What were you thinking?"
"It's embarrassing," I said, "It's very embarrassing being here
and having to let you hit me."
"But deep inside you're enjoying it aren't you?" Said Jess
"Deep down inside and outside at the middle front," she giggled
as she looked at my prick, "you're enjoying us punishing you for
reading these dirty mags aren't you? We can see you're enjoying
it, your dick is telling us you are."
"I don't know, it's all confusing." I admitted.
"Carry on reading." Instructed Sophie. "Let's see what happens
next."
What happened next was that the wife's friend finished strapping
the guy and then the two women wanted another glass of wine. I
was told to take the dining chair back and refill the girls'
glasses with coke. In the story the guy had to stand with his
hands on his head and slowly turn round so that the two women
could see him back and front. I didn't need telling but meekly
put my hands on my head and turned round to give my two
stepdaughters an equal view of my red backside and erect prick.
"You know I think his dick is even bigger and harder than
before." Observed Jess. "He really does seem to be enjoying
this. I suppose it's not surprising though, after all we are
acting out a story in one of his dirty mags. I wonder how often
he reads these sort of mags?"
"I bet he's always at it especially when Mum's out. It must have
been easy for him working the shifts he does." Sophie said.
"What would Mum say if she ever found out?"
"Oh I think she would be ever so upset." Replied Jess
The two girls sat sipping their coke and looking at me. "You
know, I think I could get used to this 'fem dom' thing," Said
Sophie to her twin sister, "maybe we should have him serve us
whenever Mum's not home."
"Oh no, this is a one off." I protested.
"Oh no it's not." Retorted Jess. "If Sophie wants you to serve
us then serve us you will, unless of course you want us to give
Mum your mags."
I was sunk.
Jess finished her drink. . "Never mind Daddy we wont tell her,
your dirty little secret will be safe with us, just as long as
you're a good boy and do what we tell you." She continued. "Now
we've established the future, we've got quite a bit of studying
to do over the holidays. I think it could be very educational
for us, but painful and embarrassing for you Daddy."
Chapter 3
The next day the two girls met me when I came in from work.
"You have fifteen minutes to have a shower and come back to the
lounge with cokes for Soph and Me." Jess told me. "We obviously
expect you to be clean and naked. Any questions?"
I shock my head.
"Good, see you in fifteen. We have found another story we like."
Jess said nodding at her twin.
I went upstairs undressed and took a shower. I had thought about
little other than the events of the previous day whilst I was at
work. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I didn't know how
to stop it, or was it that I didn't want to stop it? By the time
I had showered my prick was hard, what was happening to me? I was
about to be punished, naked by my two thirteen-year-old
stepdaughters. This was the price I was paying for letting them
find my stack of pornographic magazines and then not being man
enough to stand up to them. What would my new wife have said if
they had told her that I was reading such material? Now the
question is what would she say if she found out that I was not
only letting her daughters see me naked, but was also letting
them physically punish me?
Time was passing I didn't have long to get down stairs and make
the girls their drinks. I had to stop thinking and start acting.
I went to the kitchen, poured two glasses of coke and took them
into the lounge where the two girls were waiting for me.
Like the previous day the girls were dressed rather more
provocatively then usual. I handed them their drinks then just
stood waiting for one of them to tell me what to do. I had no
will of my own and felt weak and helpless in the presence of
these two thirteen-year-olds.
They sat on the sofa sipping their cokes. "Hands on head."
Sophie commanded me. I did as instructed. My prick seemed to
give a little pulse as I lifted my hands in obedience. "We've
found another story we rather like." She said. "I'm sure you've
read it several times before so there will be no surprises for
you, just a very sore backside." She giggled. "The magazine is
on the coffee table, the page is marked. Pick it up and start
reading."
I picked up the magazine and began to read. The story involved a
man being punished with a strap and a cane by two women who had
found out that he had been cheating on his wife. The girls had
found a short bamboo cane in the garden shed and made use of
that.
"This story's quite realistic," said Jess, "in a way you've been
'cheating' on your wife. Reading porno mags is a bit like
cheating isn't it?"
I hated to agree with her, I didn't think of it as cheating, but
I couldn't bring my self to argue. I didn't answer but just kept
on reading the story.
"I asked you a question, stupid." Jess pressed.
"In a way, I suppose so." I muttered.
"Good then you know why you're being punished, just like the guy
you're reading about."
I carried on reading. The two women took the guy to their flat
and made him strip.
"Ops! We can't make you strip, you're already strake naked."
Said Sophie pointing out the obvious, but making me very aware of
my nudity.
Once the guy was naked the two women made him parade up and down
for him.
"Come on, hold the mag away from your body and walk up and down."
Jess ordered me. "We want to get a good look at you, until
yesterday we hadn't seen a man naked."
I did as she said and, like the guy in the story paraded myself
in front of the two females who were threatening to tell my wife
about my extra curricula sexual activities. The difference was
in the story the two females were women, in my case they were my
thirteen-year-old step-daughters. I had to walk backwards and
forwards in full view of the girls. Then in the story the guy
had to bend over in front of the women who ran their hands over
his backside.
"Come here." Said Jess pointing at a spot between them, "You are
supposed to be acting out this story. When it says 'he bent over
by the women, so that they could rub his arse' that's what you
have to do. I know we're not quite women yet, but that's not our
problem."
I stood where Jess had indicated and bent over offering my naked
bottom for them to touch. Neither of them hesitated and I could
feel their young hands stroking and kneading my buttocks. I held
my position as the girls took their time touching me up. This
action reinforced their domination over me, I just accepted their
hands making free with my behind.
Eventually I carried on reading the story. When the actual
punishment began Sophie picked up the strap. "Give the mag to
Jess," she told me "then follow the story with your actions."
Jess took the magazine off me and began to read from where I had
got. "Bend over the arm of the chair." She read.
Sophie pointed to one of the chairs and I took up my position
with my naked backside sticking up. Just as Jess read that the
strap came down so Sophie hit me across both cheeks. Ten times
the strap landed across the backside of the guy in the story and
each time Sophie matched the action. I knew what was coming next
and I wasn't looking forward to it.
Jess paused in her reading, then carried on. "'Mandy climbed
onto the chair so that she was straddling the naked man'." She
read.
Sophie moved round and matched the story. She was now stood on
the seat of the chair with me face down between her legs.
"'She swung the strap down catching him down his left buttock'."
Jess continued.
No sooner were the words out of her mouth that I felt the strap
descend onto my left bum cheek. The strap seemed to make contact
with all the other strap marks and added extra pain. The next
stroke was aimed at the right side. This was even more painful
as Sophie's first ten strokes had been given from the left so the
end had landed on my right.
Sophie climbed off the chair. "Get up." She said. "Take the
mag off Jess and read that bit again. I want to hear you read
about the strapping now you've experienced it."
I took the magazine back and read the about the action that had
just been acted out on my body. The story continues with the guy
having to stand in the corner while the two women comment on his
backside and the rest of his body. Jess and Sophie took great
delight in copying the actions of the two women making me feel
very embarrassed at my nudity in front of them.
"Look how hard his dick is." Said Jess. "I'm sure he likes
this. Am I right?" She aimed her question at me.
"I'm not sure." I hesitated in my reply. "You were right
yesterday when you said that I enjoyed reading the stories,
that's why I buy the magazines, however reading about guys being
punished by women is one thing. Being punished by you is
different, you're my wife's daughters and only young. It's very
embarrassing and it's also painful.
"But it's still exciting isn't it?" Pressed Jess.
"His dick seems to think it's exciting." Sophie pointed out
saving me from having to answer the question.
The two girls giggled and continued to make comments about me.
"I think his bum has had a long enough rest." Said Jess. "Let's
get on with the next bit before Mum gets home."
Sophie picked up the magazine and started to read. "'He bent
over in the middle of the room and Helen took up position with
the cane in her hand'."
I didn't need telling what to do and meekly moved to the centre
of the room and bent over in the traditional 'touching toes'
position. Jess picked up the cane and, following the story
Sophie was reading, placed it on my backside. The story called
for the guy to receive six stroke and six times Jess brought the
cane down onto my rather sore behind. I remained bent over for a
good five minutes while the girls examined my stripes, both with
their eyes and their hands.
"It's getting late," said Sophie, "we'd better let him get
dressed. There is the whole of tomorrow not touched yet."
I left the girls in the lounge and went upstairs to get dressed.
My mind was in turmoil. I was completely trapped by these two
young girls. They had just strapped and caned my and touched my
naked body. They seemed to be able to make me do what ever they
wanted the only justification they needed was that they were
acting out the stories I had been reading for so long.
Chapter 4
The next day was Friday and the girls were waiting for me when I
got home. "Fifteen minutes." Jess said. That was all she
needed to say, I knew that I had to shower and be back in the
lounge naked ready for them to do what ever they had read about.
"Coke and biscuits for us both." Sophie said as I entered the
lounge.
When I returned with the coke a biscuits Jess said "The story
we've had found is of a guy being placed in a variety of
positions for a variety of punishments over a number of
punishment sessions. We aren't going to take a number of
sessions, but we want to try out the positions, so that's what we
are going to do."
"First I want to spank you over my knee." Said Sophie as she
moved forward on the sofa. "So come on over you go."
I meekly draped myself over Sophie's slim young thighs. I could
feel my erect prick rubbing against the top of her legs. Sophie
spanked me slowly but firmly warming my bottom up quite well.
After she had given me some two dozen spanks Jess called a halt
to the action. "Come on Soph," she said, "If you keep that up we
wont be able to get through all the positions we want to try."
Sophie reluctantly stopped spanking me. "The first position we
want to try is with you along the back of the sofa, like it says
in this story."
I stood up and moved to the back of the sofa. I laid myself
along the back of the sofa with one leg falling down each side of
the back. My left foot just reached the floor and my right one
was on the seat. In this position I felt quite vulnerable. My
prick was pressed hard against the top of the sofa. "Um," said
Sophie, "his arse is available to hit in this position. Why
don't you try the belt Jess?"
Jess didn't need any second bidding and picked up the leather
belt, wrapped part of it round her hand and took aim. Ten times
Jess brought the belt down across my naked backside increasing
the stinging feeling all over my bottom.
"Ok, Daddy next position. Kneel on the arms of the fireside
chair." Jess said, pointing at the wooden armed chair. "One
knee on each arm and bend over the back."
I looked at the chair Jess had pointed to. In the position Jess
had described to me my knees would be some two feet apart.
Sophie handed me the magazine. "Ok read from here." She said
pointing to a place in the magazine. Then she went round behind
me.
"'Helen looked at Simon as he knelt on the chair.'" I read.
"'By standing behind him she could clearly see his puckered brown
arse-hole. This gave her an idea for later.'"
"Um the story is right, Jess," said Sophie, "you can see his
arse-hole quite clearly in this position. You come and look."
Jess moved round to where her sister was visually examining me.
"Yes, look you can also see his balls hanging down." I found it
very embarrassing having the girls look at me and make comment
about such a personal part of my body. "Now he's in position you
can strap him." She added to her sister.
Sophie picked up the strap and began to whack it down on by
backside.
"Wow!" exclaimed Jess, who was still stood behind me. "Every
time you whack is bum his arse-hole seems to open and close.
It's quite fascinating."
'It might be fascinating for you,' I thought, 'but it's kind of
embarrassing for me.'
Jess delivered her allocation of ten hits with the strap. Then
came round in front of me. "How was that?" She asked as she
bent down so that she could look straight into my face.
"Painful on my bum and this is a very uncomfortable position to
be in," I replied, not wanting to mention my embarrassment, "the
arms of the chair are hard on my knees."
"Never mind, we'll see if the next position is more comfortable,
but you can stay where you are for five minutes while we watch
you bum going redder." Sophie replied dashing my hopes of
moving.
The two girls stood behind me making comments on my position and
the state of my sore red bum. After, what they said was five
minutes I was told to get up. "Ok, time for the next position."
Sophie finally announced. "We want you kneeling of the two
little foot stools." She said as Jess positioned the stools,
which were only twelve inches high, about eighteen inches apart
in the middle of the room.
I knelt up on the stools with one leg on each. I couldn't
remember this particular story too well so I wasn't sure what
position I was supposed to be in. I automatically put my hands
on my head in an attempt to appease the girls a little. I was
fast becoming very subservient to them.
"No stupid!" Scolded Jess, "not like that how do you expect me
to cane you in that position. Get you head down on the floor,
like the guy in the story."
Immediately I altered position and realised that with my head
some twelve inches below my knees I was bent almost double with
my backside was now the highest part of my body. "This looks
like a good position." Sophie said as the two girls circled me.
"You could stand either side of him or even by his head and still
cane his bum."
"Yes and you can still see his arse-hole well in this position."
Jess added. "I think this will have to be a position we use
regularly, but 'the proof of the pudding is in the eating' as
they say. So I'd better get on with the caning." With that she
whipped the cane down from my left across the fullest part of my
backside. Jess continued to walk around my very exposed backside
brining the cane down from various positions. From the second
stroke the cane was landing across previous strokes increasing
the pain. I never knew when she was going to bring the cane down
or where it would land. By about the fourth I was letting out
gasps as each stroke landed and I was clenching and unclenching
my cheeks. By about the sixth stroke my gasps had become much
louder and I began to wiggle my backside about. Jess gave me ten
or twelve whacks as she moved around me.
"That was defiantly a good position." Sophie said as she stood
looking down at me. "You've managed to criss-cross his arse with
stripes, it looks as if we could play noughts and crosses on it.
I'll go here." She giggled as she touched one of my upturned
cheeks.
The girls left me in position for what seemed like ages. Every
now and again one of them would touch my battered, striped arse
saying. "I'll go here."
Eventually they tired with their game and Sophie announced my
next position. "I want to laying on your back on the sofa, with
your legs up in the air and the lower part of your back supported
by the arm of the sofa." She explained. I got into the position
Sophie had described. "I think your legs need to go further back
over your head." She said, as she pushed my legs further back
and spread them apart. "um, that's much better. I'm sure this
is more like the position Simon was in in the story. Look Jess
I'll really be able to get at his arse hole with him in this
position." I could only guess at the view the girls had as they
stood at the end of the sofa looking down at my upturned backside
with my legs spread wide apart, I was embarrassed beyond words.
"You could cane him across his arse or down it if you wanted to
and give him even more crosses." Jess said.
"Yes, but I want to try what Helen did to Simon." Sophie
replied.
I was wracking my brains to remember the story. From nowhere my
pretty thirteen-year-old step-daughter produced a plastic twelve
inch ruler. Suddenly it came flooding back to me. "No!" I
cried out as I remembered the guy gets hit directly on his
bum-hole.
"Oh, I see you remember the story all of a sudden." Sophie
laughed. "Well, at least you've read the story. Now to get on
with the action."
"Please don't." I cried.
"In the story Simon gets just four with the ruler. If you don't
want to follow the story I could make it a round dozen I
suppose."
"No, don't hit me there." I begged.
"That's what happened to the guy in the story, so that's what's
going to happen to you. You seem to like reading about this kind
of thing so now you can find out what it feels like. Jess, hold
his legs so that he can't move."
Jess knelt on the sofa behind me and held my legs in position.
Sophie placed the springy plastic ruler against my anus. Then,
holding one end firm she lifted the end that was against my
arse-hole. Sophie paused then let the ruler spring back down
right between my wide spread legs. My feeling of embarrassment
was replaced with pain. If Jess hadn't got hold of my legs I
would have shot my legs up into the air. Jess hung on and Sophie
repeated her actions. I let out a scream as the ruler again
landed. "See how red he's going Jess." Sophie said, Jess knelt
up so that she could see the damaged area better. "And I've only
given him two. I think we'll keep this punishment for when he's
been really naughty. You will be good for us now won't you
Daddy?"
"Yes, yes I'll be good. No more please."
"Oh but I've still got two to go and I intend to make sure you
know how 'Simon' felt." With that Sophie placed the ruler back
in position, lifted the end and let it spring back down. I let
out another low moan. "Just one more." She said and lifted the
end. I expected it to come back down, but she kept me waiting.
My anus opened and closed in anticipation. I knew I must have
been making quite a spectacle of myself. Jess pushed my legs a
little further apart. I was totally humiliated. Without warning
Sophie let the ruler snap down on my tender flesh.
The girls kept me in position for a while. "Ok you can get up
now." Said Sophie. I stood up and obediently put my hands on my
head. Despite the pain and embarrassment my prick was still
hard. "Mum'll be home soon so you had better get dressed. Just
remember what that felt like, that's what will happen to you if
you disobey us. From now on, when Mum's not here you will do
just what we say, ok?"
"Yes ok, but please don't hit me there again. I'll do what you
say." I was now at their mercy I didn't know how to get out of
this position. At least it was now Friday. I had the weekend to
try to find a way out of this invidious position. All I needed
to do was to explain everything to my wife and I would be in the
clear.
Chapter 5
The following week I was due to be on the afternoon shift. This
meant I would be leaving home at about one O'clock and not
returning until late in the evening. I assumed that my ordeal at
the hands of my two step-daughters would be over or at least be
put on hold. How wrong can a man be?
On the Sunday evening Jess came up to me as I was making coffee,
her mother was in the lounge. "Soph and I have been thinking
about next week," she said, "we want you to bring us breakfast in
bed at nine fifteen. I want orange juice and two slices of toast
with jam and Soph will have grapefruit juice and cereal. You, of
course will be naked. Have you got that?"
"Yes, I understand." I answered. All over the weekend I had
been thinking about the way the two girls had mastered me and
trying to find a way out of the situation. I hadn't plucked up
the courage to confide in their mother, my wife, now I found
myself meekly agreeing to their demands once again. I felt
powerless at their hands.
The following morning, at nine fifteen sharp, I stood naked
outside their bedroom with a tray of breakfast in my hands.
Timidly knocked on the door. I didn't receive a reply to I
knocked a little harder.
"Come in." I heard from inside the room. I remembered the old
saying 'come into my web said the spider to the fly' I entered,
feeling as like the fly. I was already trapped. As much as I
felt embarrassed by the situation my prick was standing proud.
The two girls looked sleepy. Jess was wearing a yellow tee-shirt
which fell off her left shoulder as she sat up. Sophie had on
light blue pyjamas. I gave the girls their respective breakfast.
They took my offering and began to eat and drink.
"What are you looking at?" asked Jess, as she adjusted her
tee-shirt. "Turn round and put your hands on your head." I did
as instructed.
"I think he had better stand in the corner, where all naughty
boys go." Said Sophie. "Go on get in that corner." She added,
pointing with the spoon she using to eat her cereal. Obediently
I positioned myself in the corner. The girls continued to eat
their breakfast.
"That wasn't too bad." Said Sophie after a while. "I thing
we'll just warm your bottom up with the strap before we shower,
then we'll..... No I won't tell you what we're going to do, it
can be a nice surprise for you, can't it?"
"Oh I don't think it will be a 'nice' surprise for him."
Corrected Jess. "But your right he will have to wait to find
out. Now just kneel up on the end of my bed." She said.
I turned round to obey her instructions just as she was getting
out of bed. The yellow tee-shirt she was wearing had ridden up
and I caught a glimpse of the top of her thighs and the little
white knickers she was wearing. I adopted the position Jess had
instructed me to take up and knelt up on the end of her bed.
Sophie climbed out of her bed and went to the cheat-of-draws.
She returned with the belt they had used to 'strap' me before.
"Twelve each for starters to remind you what it feels like."
Sophie declared as she brought the belt down on my naked
backside.
Twenty-four strokes later my backside was quite warm. "Now we've
got a problem, you see we've got to have showers and get
dressed." Jess said. "It would be all wrong if you got to watch
that, and since we don't want to let you out of our site we're
going to have to blind fold you."
Sophie produced a sleep blindfold that I had got from a flight
and fitted it over my eyes. Then I felt something being stuck to
my face. They had stuck the bottom of the blindfold to my face
to make sure I couldn't see anything. It's strange that when you
one sense is removed the others become more acute and I could
hear the two girls moving about. I knew one of them had left the
room and I could hear the shower. The shower stopped and there
was the sound of footsteps, then a hair dryer blowing.
"Ok, come this way." I heard Jess say, as she guided me across
the bedroom. "I want you to brush my hair." Jess must have sat
down in front of me as she put the hairbrush in my hand and
guided it to her head. I placed my other hand on her head and
began to brush her hair. I could smell clean fresh female in
front of me and my prick gave an extra pulse. Soon the sound of
the shower stopped and I heard Sophie come back in. I expected
Sophie to follow her sister and get me to brush her hair but she
didn't.
The two girls dressed then removed my blindfold. "Now I'll tell
you what we are going to do this morning." Announced Sophie.
"First we are both going to give you six with the willow, then
you are going to help us further our education by getting us into
some adult sites on the internet, we're sure you know some
suitable sites."
I was powerless to argue. I accepted the twelve stinging cuts
with the willow swish and logged into the net. The girls were
correct in their assumption that I had several sites marked on my
favourites and it didn't take them long to find their way around.
By the time I had to get ready for work their 'education' had
moved on and my backside had received another twenty-four strokes
with the belt and six more with the willow.
The next morning started the same, but once the girls were
dressed I was given a shopping list of things they wanted me to
go and buy. They even knew where I could get them and how much.
The list included a thirty-inch rattan cane, a heavy leather
strap and four-inch wide bandages. The girls stayed at home
while I went out shopping.
I arrived home with only fifteen minutes to spare before I had to
go to work. "Just enough time to try the cane." Announced Jess
"Strip" She ordered. Quickly I obeyed and was 'rewarded' with
six strokes of the new cane across my naked backside.
"Um not bad." Declared Sophie.
The next morning the girls took the opportunity to practice their
skills with the new strap and the cane. They used both in a
variety of positions before packing me off to work with a sore
backside and a stiff prick.
The following day they tied me over the dining table using the
bandages I had bought. That morning the strapped and caned me
harder than they had ever done before. Despite the pain and
humiliation I felt at their hands I maintained an erection
throughout the punishment session. They untied me and lead me up
to the bathroom where they stayed and watched me take a shower.
The following week I was again on the early shift. On day when I
arrived home from work I found a large piece of wood in the
hall-way. It was like a beam and went horizontally from part way
up the stairs across to the gap above the lounge door, about six
and a half feet above the floor. Tied to it, about three feet
apart, were two of the bandages. I knew what was install for
me.
I was told to shower, come down stairs naked, and get the girls
drinks. Then I had to place two chairs in the hall. The girls
told me to stand under the 'beam'. They stood on the chairs and
tied my hands to the bandages. They then tied the other two
bandages to my ankles. The pulled my legs about two feet apart
and tied one to a piece of wood that was across the bottom of the
lounge doorway and the other to a post at the bottom of the
stairs. I was now naked and tied spread-eagled in the hall-way.
The girls place the chairs in front of me, sat down and began to
drink their drinks.
"Well 'Daddieo'," Jess said, "You look well placed for a good
whipping." She got up and walked behind me. From somewhere she
must have found a whip because the next thing I felt was
something hit my backside. It felt like several wasp stings. I
was totally unprepared for this assault on me and my hips
automatically thrust forward.
Sophie laughed. "Wow! That made him move, his hips and dick
really thrust forward. He sure wasn't expecting that. Well done
sis, do it again."
Before I could do anything Jess hit me again. I pushed my hips
forward again.
"His dick bounces about, you come and see."
As the two girls changed places I got a chance to see what Jess
had used to hit me with. They had made a whip by doubling over
four leather shoelaces and tying them to a wooden handle. Sophie
stood behind me. I waited for the sting to arrive again,
clenching and unclenching my buttocks. Sophie took her time, the
anticipation was almost as bad as the actual pain when she
eventually let fly with the whip.
"Ye! Wonderful, his dick is like one of those stupid bobbing dogs
people have in the back of their cars. The view from here is
very entertaining." Jess said with glee. Sophie hit me again.
This time the end of the whip went round the outside of my hip
and I jerked to one side. "It's going round and round now, it's
amazing." Jess announced as she watched my prick waving about in
front of me.
"I want to try something." Said Sophie from behind me. Again
she kept me waiting. Then I felt the whip being swung up between
my legs. Sophie didn't hit hard but slowly repeated the action
brining the whip up. The ends came up and caught my balls. The
next stroke was further back and the ends caught my anus.
Sophie's actions kept me moving about for Jess' entertainment
until she got fed up. "What shall we do next?" Asked Sophie.
"Do you fancy using the strap, or shall we just let him hang
there for a while?"
"Oh let him hang, the I'll try the whip on his front. That way
I'll be able to watch his dick move and hit him at the same time.
That should be fun!" Jess replied.
They left me tied up in the hall. I felt very naked and
vulnerable as they walked around me commenting on my body and
every now and then using either the strap or the whip on my naked
backside. Jess then stood in front of me with the whip in her
hand. "Would you like me to whip your dick?" She asked looking
down at my erect prick.
"No, please don't hit me there." I begged.
"Um, I suppose it would cause you some difficulty explaining a
whipped dick to Mum wouldn't it." She said as she gently swished
the tails of the whip over the end of my prick. The effect was
quite erotic and it made my prick jump. "I think he likes that."
She said as she repeated her action. "See how his dick pulses
when I do this." Again Sophie swished the whip over the head of
my prick. "But! We're not here for your enjoyment." With that
she lifted the whip and slashed it across my chest. She had been
right when she said that she would be able to hit me and see my
prick moving about at the same time as the sting made me pull my
chest back. As I settled back into position she again brought
the whip across my chest.
The two girls were delighted at their new activity, but time was
pressing and their Mother would soon be home so the reluctantly
untied me and returned the house to normal. That evening my arms
ached and my chest stung from their activities. I had to put a
stop to this, but how? If I tried the girls would tell their
mother. I was too weak to own up to my own wife. The girls had
me trapped. Maybe the end of the school holidays would signal a
stop to their activities.
Chapter 6
The following week the girls went back to school. As I was on
the afternoon shift and they left for school at the same time
that their Mother left for work I was never at home with them
alone. I thought the cycle had been broken and that I was free
from their clutches.
No, the following week I was on morning shift. At about quarter
past four on the Monday the girls arrived home from school.
"Where are you?" Called Jess.
"Here" I shouted back from the lounge.
The girls came into the lounge. "Why are you still dressed?"
Sophie shouted at me. "You've thirty seconds to get naked, then
you can get our dinks."
"But..." I began to protest.
"That's cost you two more springs and wasted ten seconds.
STRIP!" Jess screamed.
All thoughts of resistance vanished. I stripped in double quick
time and went to fetch two glasses of coke and two pieces of
cake. Once again I had lost the chance to put a stop to their
cruel domination of me, but I was too weak. By the time I
returned to the lounge despite my feeling of despair my prick was
fully erect. The two girls were sat on the sofa. Dressed in
their school uniform of short navy blue skirts, white blouses and
white knee socks, they looked like butter wouldn't melt in their
mouths. How deceptive looks can be.
"Hands on head." Ordered Jess.
I stood before them as instructed as they calmly drank their coke
and ate their cake.
"Now lets get things straight." Sophie said. "You are supposed
to be naked when you're at home with us, we thought we had
established your position. We're very disappointed at your
disobedience, we expect better in the future. When we get home
from school we expect to find you naked with two glasses of coke
and two pieces of cake ready for us. There will be no excuses.
Have I made that clear?"
"Yes." I muttered.
"Good." Said Jess, as she opened her school bag and took out her
ruler. "You know what we said would happen if you were naughty
don't you?"
Jess was referring to the afternoon they tried out several
punishment positions, including the one where I was against the
arm of the sofa with my legs spread wide open above my head. In
that position they had snapped a plastic ruler against my anus.
They had warned me that they would use this as my punishment
position.
"You have been a naughty Daddieo, so get into position." Jess
continued. "I'm going to enjoy this, but I bet you wont. It
would have been just two from each of us, but your hesitation to
strip when we ordered you to has cost you one extra from each of
us."
Not wanting to anger them any more I adopted the most
embarrassing position. Jess went first. Holding one end of the
ruler tight she let it spring down right along my arse hole. The
pain from this kind of punishment is like nothing else. By the
time Sophie had added her three 'springs' there were tears in my
eyes. I made a promise to myself never to give the girls the
excuse for punishing me in this way again. I would be good from
now on. The girls spent the next hour 'reminding me of my
position'. The spanked me over their knees, strapped me and
finished up giving me three strokes each of the cane.
The next day I made sure that I was naked and had their drinks
and cake ready by the time my two stepdaughters arrived home from
school. I wasn't going to give them another excuse to use the
ruler against my anus. I served them drinks and spent the next
hour and a half doing their bidding and getting punished.
On the Wednesday Jess stormed in and threw her bag down. "That
bitch Clarke!" She shouted. It was obvious she was upset about
something, but I didn't know what. I suspected she would vent
her anger on me. I served the girls their drinks and cake and
then stood obediently before them with my hands on my head.
"We had gym today," said Jess "and that bitch Clarke made us do
all sorts of stupid exercises. Girls aren't supposed to exercise
that hard. It's your fault." She said looking at me. "If you
earned more money we wouldn't have to go to that stupid school
and suffer from that bitch. Let's see how you like having to do
stupid exercises."
"Looking at him," said Sophie, who had been sat quietly listening
to her twin, "he could do with some exercise. It might be fun
making him jump about like we have to in the gym."
"Ok, warm up first. Running on the spot. GO!" Jess ordered.
I began to run on the spot. Jess picked up the cane and began to
slowly walk round me. The second tine she got behind me I felt a
sharp sting on my thigh. "Lift your knees higher." She shouted
and hit my other thigh with the cane. "Come on knees up to waist
height. That's what we are expected to do."
I did my best to oblige and lifted my knees as high as I could.
Sophie was still sitting on the sofa in front of me. She was
openly laughing. "He looks so pathetic. Just running on the
spot with his dick waving about in front of him."
"Now star jumps." Commanded Jess. "Let's see how his dick moves
during this exercise."
I started jumping up and down moving my hands and feet apart and
together, as I knew they expected. Sophie could hardly contain
her laughter. Jess moved round to see what her sister was
laughing at. "It's so funny." Managed Sophie between laughter.
"Look how it's jiggling about."
"Ok, turn ninety degrees to the right every fifth jump." Jess
ordered. When I was facing Jess she looked directly at my prick
and joined Sophie with some humiliating comments of her own.
Jess' comments were punctuated with the odd swish of the cane.
For nearly an hour the girls made me run and jump and stretch
like I hadn't done for many years. I was soon sweating and
gasping for breath, but they were determined to keep me at it.
When they eventually called a halt they went with me to the
bathroom where they watched me as I showered. I only just had
time to dress before my wife, Julie, arrived home.
It was about four weeks into the new school term that things took
a new twist. I was again on the morning shift, which meant I was
home by the time the girls got home from school. On the Monday
afternoon they told me that I should set the beam up ready for
when they got in from school on Tuesday. As I didn't want to
incur any additional punishment I did as instructed. By the time
the girls arrived home on Tuesday I had placed the large piece of
wood across the hall-way and tied two bandaged to it. I had also
placed two chairs by it so that the girls could tie my hands to
the beam.
When the girls got in I served them their drinks and cake. They
accepted these then tied me up to the beam. I was naked and tied
spread-eagled in the hall-way facing away from the front door.
Before they sat down to have their drinks they both gave me
twelve hard strokes with the strap 'just to warm you up.'
They placed the chairs in front of me and sat down. They hadn't
been in position more that a couple of minutes when Sophie's
mobile phone rang from somewhere behind me. Sophie got up and
went towards her phone, she didn't seem surprised that it had
rang. Jess stood up and moved close towards me. She had the
whip that they had made from leather shoelaces in her hand. I
turned my head to watch where Sophie was going.
"There's nothing for you to watch." Jess said. "Eyes front." I
turned my head to face my thirteen-year-old stepdaughter. She
put the end of the handle of the whip under my chin, the ends of
the whip just reached the end of my erect prick. "Now just be a
good Daddieo and keep your head turned this way. You know what
will happen if you disobey me, and I'm sure you don't want Soph
to have to get her ruler out."
I could hear Sophie behind me, but she didn't seem to answer her
phone. What I did hear sent me into a panic. I heard her open
the front door. I knew that where I was I couldn't be seen from
outside, but this didn't help to calm me. Then Sophie spoke to
someone. "I must warn you that there is a naked man in the hall,
if you come past through the porch you are bound to see him."
"That's ok, I think we'll risk it." A girl's voice said.
I started to speak. "Please.."
Jess swished the end of the whip gently over my prick. "Now be a
good Daddieo and shut up."
I heard the door close and someone walk out of the porch into the
hall.
"Wow," the new voice said, "I didn't believe you really had a man
tied up naked."
"Ye! And look at his bum, it's all red." Another strange voice
said.
"Hi girls." Jess said looking behind me at the newcomers. "I
must warn you that if you come round to the front you will see an
erect dick.
"Oh I think we'll risk that too." Said the first girl.
Two girls, both dressed in the same navy blue and white school
uniform that Jess and Sophie had on, came round to my front,
Sophie took a step back ensuring that I was totally exposed to
the two girls. Their eyes went straight down to my prick. One
of the girls was a bit taller than both Jess and Sophie, she had
long blond hair and her long legs, that showed below her short
navy blue school skirt, were tanned. The other girl was shorter
and a little chubby with dark hair.
My stepdaughters let their friends have a good look before they
introduced me to them. "This is Mandy and Carol. Today is
Mandy's fourteenth birthday and this is Mandy's birthday treat.
." Said Jess, turning her head toward dark haired girl. "Carol
is Mandy's best friend, so she is sharing the treat even though
she won't be fourteen until next June. Neither of them have ever
seen a naked man before, so we thought we would help them."
"Would you like to strap him now, or would you like him to get
you a drink?" Sophie asked her friends.
"You mean we can actually hit him?" Mandy asked in disbelief.
"Of course, you can do what you like, he's ours to treat as we
like. Actually he's in no position to argue." Sophie offered
the strap to the birthday girl. "Here, take it whop his arse if
you like."
Mandy took the strap from Sophie and moved to my side. She then
tapped my bottom with the strap.
"That's no use," said Jess, "really whack him."
Mandy took a swing and landed the strap much harder against my
naked backside. It wasn't the hardest hit I'd taken, but I
realised that if I reacted well I would make Mandy feel better.
I wanted to please my stepdaughters' guest. So I thrust my hips
forward. This caused my prick to waggle about much to the
amusement of the pretty thirteen year old blond who was still
stood in front of me. Mandy took another swing and hit me again.
I repeated my reaction.
"Wow Mandy, you should see how his dick moves about when you hit
him." Carol said to her friend. "Let me have a go so that you
can watch."
Mandy handed over the strap and the two girls changed places.
Carol wasn't as reticent at using the strap. She may have been
slightly built but she gave my arse a fair crack with the strap.
I didn't need to act and my hips shot forward. As I settled back
Carol let go again with the strap. Mandy's eyes were glued to my
prick as it waved about in front of me.
"That's fantastic." Mandy exclaimed as Carol hit me a third
time. "This is a wonderful birthday present. How long have we
got? Can we have a drink? What else can we do?"
"Steady on Mandy, one question at a time. We've got until about
quarter to six, Mum gets home just after six and we have to have
everything back to normal by then. You can have a drink, but
we'll have to untie him first". Jess replied as she nodded her
head in my direction. "And as for what else can we do to him,
well just about anything, he has to do what we tell him. It's up
to us really."
Carol had moved round in front of me and was just looking at my
naked body.
"As Carol seems to have stopped using the strap we might as well
untie him and get him to get you two drinks." Sophie said.
There was no disagreement from Carol so Jess and Sophie untied my
legs then my arms. I was pleased to be free, but I knew I
couldn't escape from the clutches of the girls. I obediently got
two more glasses of coke and offered them to Mandy and Carol,
then I stood with my hands on my head while Jess and Sophie
explained some of the things they did to me.
"I'd like to see him do some exercises." Said Carol as my
stepdaughter told them how they had made me jump about for them.
"Ok jump to it Daddieo." Jess ordered. "You heard what the lady
said. She wants to watch you do some exercises. Lets have
running on the spot, star jumps, toe touches, that'll do to warm
you up."
I started to run on the spot, lifting my knees as high as I
could.
"Look at his dick wave about." Mandy laughed. "I want star
jumps next."
Eager to oblige I started doing star jumps. My prick was waving
about like mad. Mandy and Carol were really enjoying this and
both were laughing at the show I was giving. As I moved onto toe
touching Jess produced a cane and handed it to Mandy. "Go on
Mandy, you can have first go with this." Mandy didn't need to be
asked twice and, each time I bent to touch my toes she whipped
the cane against my body. The girls made me give a repeat
performance of running on the spot and star jumps before the
allowed me to stop.
"I've got an idea." Said Sophie. "Hands on head and spread your
legs." She ordered me as she picked up the whip. "Normally we
have him tied up to the beam when we do this, but it might be fun
to try with him free standing. No don't move your feet." She
warned me as she as she walked round behind me.
I knew what was coming and braced myself. Sophie swung the whip
upwards between my legs. The ends of the thongs curled up and
caught my balls. Fortunately she hadn't put much force into the
swing but I still jerked my hips forward much to the amusement of
the girls. Sophie repeated her action five or six more times.
Each time the end of the whip caught me in different places, each
time I moved my hips forward, or from side to side. I knew what
the girls wanted and I tried to give them what they wanted.
"The time is getting on. What else would you like to do to him?"
Jess asked Mandy.
"I'd like to see him make himself cum." Said Mandy.
Jess and Sophie looked at each other. They had never suggested
anything like this. They whispered together and made a
decision.
"Ok, I think that would be a suitably embarrassing way to finish
off." Sophie announced. "How do you want him?"
"Er, I hadn't thought." Answered Mandy.
This would be something new to Jess and Sophie and they didn't
quite know what to do. I'm sure they must have read about women
watching men make themselves cum, but they had never tried it
out. The thought of having four teenage girls watch me was, as
Sophie suggested, very embarrassing.
Jess saved the day by expanding on Sophie's question. "Do you
want him laying on his back, so that he squirts all over his own
belly. Or kneeling up so he shoots on the floor?"
"I think seeing him get it on his own belly would be best."
Mandy decided.
"Down you get Daddieo. I'm sure this won't be the first time
you've played with that dick of yours and made yourself cum."
Sophie mocked me.
I laid down on the floor in front of the girls, took my prick in
my hand and began to rub. Despite my embarrassment I felt
extremely excited, but I knew the girls wanted a good show, so I
went as slow as I dared. The girls said nothing, but watched my
actions intently. My hand moved slowly up and down the shaft of
my prick, covering and uncovering the glands with the foreskin.
Eventually I felt that familiar feeling and sped up my actions.
The first shot landed on my left shoulder, the second on my
chest. The other few spurts landed lower on my belly.
Author's Note
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