CHAPTER 1: YOU WOULDN'T...
My name is Alex. For a while now, I've considered myself pretty damn lucky. I had just gotten out of school, when I got with my girlfriend, Lisa, who is a 29 year old dominatrix. On most days, she works in some dungeon making a living off various clients, but when she's not, she's all mine. We can play for hours in her DIY dungeon at home, before we get to the... ahem, main event. Now, she is a single mother, with a lovely 7 year old daughter named Anna, but due to the substantial age gap, we've never had any intention for me to become the stepfather, maybe an older brother figure at best. Even though the door to our special room was always locked, I always felt a bit nervous about conducting our 'playtime' in the same house as her young daughter, but Lisa constantly assured me that nothing can disturb her when she's on her iPad. One day, Lisa showed herself to be a bigger freak than I ever could have imagined.
There I was, naked, face down on the bondage table, fully tied down. Lisa was in her favourite latex suit, moments away from bringing the the whip down on my ass cheeks, before the sound of a locked door handle started moving. We were both petrified, this was the first time Anna had ever done anything like this.
“Anna? What's up, sweetie?” Lisa asked, her voice somewhat shaky.
“Can you fix the Wi-Fi? I think it's down” the little voice replied. Lisa grabbed the key off the shelf, went up to the door and started to analyse how she could get out of the room without letting Anna see anything that was inside. In my tied up state, all I could do was helplessly hope that she could do it. Suddenly, Lisa looked up, seeming to come up with an idea. She gave me the most evil look I had ever seen from her. She unlocked the door, then walked to the other side of the door and grabbed the handle. “Wait, wh-” I thought in my head before she opened the door all the way and giving Anna full access into the room. If I wasn't already restrained completely, I would been frozen to the spot at the terror what was about to happen. At first, the young girl looked at her mother, seemingly disturbed by the strange pitch black full body suit she had on. Lisa then gestured her head towards me, leading Anna to look in the same direction. Her look of confusion turned into pure hysterical laughter.
“Allie's got no undies on!” she shouted in a sing-song voice. The childishness of those words to describe my vulnerable state had an effect on me that was incomparable to anything I've felt before. Her calling me Allie didn't help either. I thought for sure she would be old enough to pronounce words correctly, so she must be doing it simply because she thinks it's funny. Lisa then pretended to discover that I was naked, and did an exaggerated gasp, the way you would if you were trying to entertain a child.
“You're right! He's completely nude, showing off his bare bottom to both of us! What a naughty boy! Go on, tell him, sweetie”
“You're a naughty boy!” she complied, waving her finger on every first syllable, before bursting into laughter again. I felt dizzy from the combined assault of embarrassment and arousal this was causing me. They both proceeded to walk behind me, which only made Anna laugh even harder.
“I can see your bum bum!” she sang, to the tune of 'na na na na na'. I couldn't believe how much these immature words were affecting me.
“Yes, we can indeed” Lisa said. “And any naughty boy needs a good punishment. I think a good smack on the bum should do the trick”. I braced myself, anticipating the firm hand of my dominatrix, but it didn't come. But the words I heard next from her were even more chilling.
“Go on. Smack his bum”
Sure enough, I felt two small hands bat at my cheeks, accompanied by the expected giggling. Did it hurt? No. ...Maybe a little. But I needn't reiterate how incredibly humiliating it was to have a literal child spanking my bare ass. This went on for a little while, before Lisa clearly wanted to get to what she came to do.
“Alright, sweetie. Now I'll show you how the expert does it”. Anna took a seat on the other side of the room while her mother demonstrated a masterclass in spanking technique. She used her hand, and then every different spanking tool she owned to make my butt as red as it possibly can be. Anna was clearly enjoying the show for a while, but eventually got bored, and ran back to Lisa with her iPad still in her hands.
“Can you fix the Internet now?” she asked innocently. There was an awkward silence, which must have been Lisa trying to figure out how to keep the game going.
“What's that? Under the table!” Lisa said in a shocked tone of voice. Anna looked underneath, before getting down on all fours under there, expecting to see something on the floor.
“Look up!” Lisa said again. I couldn't see, but I could only assume that Anna now had a full view of my absolutely throbbing erection, coming through the hole in the table that was designed for that exact thing.
“Is that his pe-nis? It's so big!” Anna said with wonder.
“Yeah, they tend to do that. Believe me, I know” Lisa said with considerably less wonder. “Go on, touch it. See how it feels in your hand.” I felt a tiny poke on the tip of it, and even that took every bit of strength I had for it not explode right there.
“Oh, it's so weird” Anna said, with excitement still in her voice. She then did her mother told her and grabbed the whole shaft in her hand. As soon as she started moving it up and down, I felt it coming, and I knew there was no hope of stopping it from happening. I let out a moan, only a small one, but one that Lisa obviously recognised by how quickly she sprung into action.
“Get out from there!” she exclaimed as she pulled her daughter by the arm from under the table, worried that something was going to hit her in the face. They both watched as a whole lot of it fell onto the towels placed below it.
“Ew, he peed! Boys are so gross!” Anna yelled with both disgust and a bit of enjoyment.
“Yes, they certainly are” Lisa said with experience. “Now, let's see if I can't fix that Wi-Fi”
They both left the room, abandoning me there still tied up and unable to move. My mind was jelly.
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CHAPTER 2: JUST TRY AND REPORT ME...
After what felt like an eternity of being stuck in bondage alone, Lisa finally came back into the room, now dressed in casual clothes. I opened my mouth to say 'what the hell', but I knew it was an understatement, and she began to talk before I could come up with anything better.
“Now, before you protest any of what just happened, I'd like to know something. I found this website on computer the other day called 'girlspns.com'. Tell me, what does the PNS stand for?” I hesitated to tell her.
“Well come on, out with it!” she insisted.
“Pantsing and Stripping” I said quietly.
“Girls Pantsing and Stripping dot com. Interesting. Because I happened to find a story that you submitted about two girls. And it just so happens that the names of those girls are Lisa... and Anna. Both 14 years old, if I remember correctly. So you wrote a whole story about two FOURTEEN YEAR OLD GIRLS losing their clothes in front of anyone who would get their sick kicks out of it, and are named after me AND MY DAUGHTER. See, you have to understand something about mothers, Alex. If at any point, they feel like someone has victimised their children in any way, they will return the favour about one thousandfold. I hope that clears things up, my dear. Now, I'm sure that if you told authorities about this, I... very may well lose custody of one of the only sources of happiness in my life. But if I go down, I'm taking you with me, baby. Besides the fact it will be very hard to explain that you're actually innocent in all of this, those stories of yours will not be great proof of character. So how about we both keep this to ourselves, and have fun while we're at it?” The resigned look on my face said it all.
“Can you free me now?” I asked weakly
“Why should I?” she teased. “I like seeing you like this. I can smack you on the bum bum” she lightly spanked me on each time she said 'bum'. It was clear there was a whole new set of buttons that she knew she could push.
“I need to go to the bathroom” I protested, which wasn't a lie. She grumbled something under her breath, then finally started to undo all the restraints.
“Little pee pee boy” she whispered to me, trying (and succeeding) to get one last bit of humiliation in. But as she undid the last one, she grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room, and over to Anna, where she could now see my full frontal. She was absolutely mesmerised.
“This is what a naked boy looks like in all his glory” she told her daughter. “Now watch”. Just as she had hoped, I slowly became more and more erect in their presence.
“It's moving on it own! That's so cool!” she said excitedly.
“Yes, when a boy becomes excited, his penis goes from being small and soft to big, long and hard. You know what that means? He loves that you're seeing him all naked like this.” Anna once again got all giggly at the thought of that. “Now, he's about to go to the bathroom, I want you go in there with him and make sure that this time, he goes in the toilet, and not on the floor. Okay?”
“Okay mummy!” Anna said cutely.
With no other choice, I headed into the bathroom, with Anna following behind, no doubt enjoying the view of my butt. It was hard to go with someone watching me, and it was even harder, so to speak, to do so with such a raging boner. In an attempt to pull the band-aid off, I pushed it too far down and first bit hit the toilet's rim and bounced off the wrong way. I corrected myself within less than a second, but Anna's eagle eyes caught it immediately.
“Mummy!” she yelled. “He peed on the floor again!” As she waited for her mother to get here, Anna took matters into her own hands by repeatedly slapping my ass, which made it even harder to aim. By the time I was done, and Lisa had come to look, there was a small, but noticeable amount on the floor in front of me. She looked genuinely shocked.
“You are SUCH a naughty boy! Clean that up right now!” she shouted. Sure enough, I took some toilet paper, got on all fours and started to clean up the mess.
“Anna, sweetie, give him a few more smacks.” she continued. “He's been a VERY naughty boy.” I would have loved to tell her that it was Anna spanking me that caused most of the mess, but I did not want to invoke that motherly wrath again. So there I was, trying to clean the bathroom floor, with this little girl making it a lot harder (again, so to speak) by smacking my butt as many times as she possibly could. After what seemed like forever, there was finally nothing on the floor but a bit of water. I was about to get up.
“Ah ah, stay down until I say” Lisa said before gesturing for Anna to come closer to her, so that even she was looking down to me.
“Let me establish how things are going to work around here” Lisa began. “From here on out, whenever you are in this house, you are NEVER EVER allowed to wear any clothes, or anything at all, and I mean even so much as a tea towel wrapped around your waist. Actually, for as long as we're in the house, you are forbidden from letting us see you covered in any way. I will take away your key privileges; you will have to ring the doorbell. And when either of us answer the door, you MUST already be naked. Discard your clothes on the front porch. Or streak here, I don't really care. If I ever see you with anything on in this house, I will forcibly strip you and then lock you out. You are to follow my orders to the letter at all times. Or if I'm not there, you must follow Anna's orders. Do. I make. Myself. Clear?”
“Yes... mistress” I said meekly.
“Oh yeah” she continued. “We're gonna change the names around here as well. You can call Anna mistress or ma'am or whatever if you so desire. As for what you call me, well, in Anna's mind, I only have one name, I'm sure you know what I mean. And you, my dear, will no longer be called Alex. For as long as you are in this house, your name will Nakey Boy. Is that clear, Nakey Boy?
“Yes... mummy” I said even more submissively.
“Very good!” Lisa said proudly. “Now, I think it's nearly dinner time. Anna, Nakey Boy, entertain yourselves while I get cooking.” She walked towards the kitchen with Anna following her. Lisa never told me I could stand up, and I did not want to risk disobeying her, so I crawled out after both of them, following Anna to the sofa. Still not sure if I was even allowed to crawl onto the sofa, I stayed down instead of sitting next to her. She saw that I was facing her.
“Turn around” she said cutely but strictly.
“Yes, mistress” I said, turning around to give her the full view of my butt that I knew she wanted. She put her feet on the nearby table, got comfortable, and started gently caressing my butt cheeks.
“Anna, dear, don't put your feet on the table, please” Lisa called out from the kitchen. “I know! Put your feet on Nakey Boy”
“Oh!” Anna giggled. “Okay!” She shuffled over, put her feet on my back, and continued what she was doing, but with her left hand. That seemed to prove I was right to assume I still wasn't allowed to stand up, and Lisa didn't just forget. Anna started to get a little more invasive, her finger going from my cheeks to the top of my buttcrack. I was afraid, knowing I had no choice but to allow whatever she wanted to do to me, but luckily it seemed she couldn't reach any further. Eventually, she picked up her iPad and started playing whatever games she had, while I was stuck being the footrest to a little girl.
“Alright, dinner's ready!” Lisa called out, after what felt like forever. She put two plates of spaghetti on the dining table, which made Anna jump up and run over. Somehow, I just knew that neither of those were for me. Lisa then came out with a third plate, which looked just the same as the other two, and then placed it on the ground near the table, with no cutlery to speak of. Not the first time Lisa and I have done this kind of play. I was about to crawl over.
“Wait!” Lisa suddenly exclaimed. She took the plate back up off the ground, went to her seat at the table, then placed my plate underneath the table between both of their feet.
“You better not get either of our feet dirty” she told me sternly. Having to eat like a dog, especially with the extra rule Lisa gave me, took a very long time to finish, but I did, because I had an instinct I was not allowed to leave anything on the plate. Lisa dropped a few napkins to me, which I accepted graciously. I looked up at Anna, who gestured for me to come over to her.
“Good boy” she said, ruffling my hair, which I didn't fight, knowing this was my place in the world.
“Hey!” Lisa said “I've got something for you to eat!” I turned back around, expecting her to have some morsel of food to give me to add to the whole pet play scenario. Instead, I saw her reaching into her long dress and pulling her panties down and off. She then flipped it up and presented her pussy. Obediently, I went to work. There I was, eating this woman out while she looked her 7 year old daughter in the eye. It didn't take long for her to start reacting.
“May I be excused, Mummy?” Anna asked politely
“Uh... um... wait one second” Lisa said sounding intoxicated. I continued to go harder.
“Mmmmm ffffffood's so good!” Lisa said, saving herself from swearing at the last second. She then covered her mouth to stop the moans being too loud.
“Are you gonna throw up?” Anna asked earnestly
“No, I... I... you're excused” Lisa shouted, feeling the crescendo in her body. Anna took her iPad and as soon as she entered her room and closed the door, out came the muffled sound of a woman achieving oral orgasm. She reached down and picked up her panties, then stood up and headed to her own room. I followed, still crawling.
“You can stand up now” she said, confirming she really did want me on all fours that whole time. Finally I could give my hands a rest and walk the way I was supposed to. “Come on” she said in a much more relaxed tone, and led me to her room. She immediately took off all her clothes until she was as naked as I was. We had regular, boring, vanilla sex. And after a whole afternoon of intense, torturous play, it was exactly what the doctor ordered. Exhausted, I elected to sleep the night in her bed, albeit with difficulty sleeping, knowing what may be in store for me tomorrow.
After what felt like an eternity of being stuck in bondage alone, Lisa finally came back into the room, now dressed in casual clothes. I opened my mouth to say 'what the hell', but I knew it was an understatement, and she began to talk before I could come up with anything better.
“Now, before you protest any of what just happened, I'd like to know something. I found this website on computer the other day called 'girlspns.com'. Tell me, what does the PNS stand for?” I hesitated to tell her.
“Well come on, out with it!” she insisted.
“Pantsing and Stripping” I said quietly.
“Girls Pantsing and Stripping dot com. Interesting. Because I happened to find a story that you submitted about two girls. And it just so happens that the names of those girls are Lisa... and Anna. Both 14 years old, if I remember correctly. So you wrote a whole story about two FOURTEEN YEAR OLD GIRLS losing their clothes in front of anyone who would get their sick kicks out of it, and are named after me AND MY DAUGHTER. See, you have to understand something about mothers, Alex. If at any point, they feel like someone has victimised their children in any way, they will return the favour about one thousandfold. I hope that clears things up, my dear. Now, I'm sure that if you told authorities about this, I... very may well lose custody of one of the only sources of happiness in my life. But if I go down, I'm taking you with me, baby. Besides the fact it will be very hard to explain that you're actually innocent in all of this, those stories of yours will not be great proof of character. So how about we both keep this to ourselves, and have fun while we're at it?” The resigned look on my face said it all.
“Can you free me now?” I asked weakly
“Why should I?” she teased. “I like seeing you like this. I can smack you on the bum bum” she lightly spanked me on each time she said 'bum'. It was clear there was a whole new set of buttons that she knew she could push.
“I need to go to the bathroom” I protested, which wasn't a lie. She grumbled something under her breath, then finally started to undo all the restraints.
“Little pee pee boy” she whispered to me, trying (and succeeding) to get one last bit of humiliation in. But as she undid the last one, she grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the room, and over to Anna, where she could now see my full frontal. She was absolutely mesmerised.
“This is what a naked boy looks like in all his glory” she told her daughter. “Now watch”. Just as she had hoped, I slowly became more and more erect in their presence.
“It's moving on it own! That's so cool!” she said excitedly.
“Yes, when a boy becomes excited, his penis goes from being small and soft to big, long and hard. You know what that means? He loves that you're seeing him all naked like this.” Anna once again got all giggly at the thought of that. “Now, he's about to go to the bathroom, I want you go in there with him and make sure that this time, he goes in the toilet, and not on the floor. Okay?”
“Okay mummy!” Anna said cutely.
With no other choice, I headed into the bathroom, with Anna following behind, no doubt enjoying the view of my butt. It was hard to go with someone watching me, and it was even harder, so to speak, to do so with such a raging boner. In an attempt to pull the band-aid off, I pushed it too far down and first bit hit the toilet's rim and bounced off the wrong way. I corrected myself within less than a second, but Anna's eagle eyes caught it immediately.
“Mummy!” she yelled. “He peed on the floor again!” As she waited for her mother to get here, Anna took matters into her own hands by repeatedly slapping my ass, which made it even harder to aim. By the time I was done, and Lisa had come to look, there was a small, but noticeable amount on the floor in front of me. She looked genuinely shocked.
“You are SUCH a naughty boy! Clean that up right now!” she shouted. Sure enough, I took some toilet paper, got on all fours and started to clean up the mess.
“Anna, sweetie, give him a few more smacks.” she continued. “He's been a VERY naughty boy.” I would have loved to tell her that it was Anna spanking me that caused most of the mess, but I did not want to invoke that motherly wrath again. So there I was, trying to clean the bathroom floor, with this little girl making it a lot harder (again, so to speak) by smacking my butt as many times as she possibly could. After what seemed like forever, there was finally nothing on the floor but a bit of water. I was about to get up.
“Ah ah, stay down until I say” Lisa said before gesturing for Anna to come closer to her, so that even she was looking down to me.
“Let me establish how things are going to work around here” Lisa began. “From here on out, whenever you are in this house, you are NEVER EVER allowed to wear any clothes, or anything at all, and I mean even so much as a tea towel wrapped around your waist. Actually, for as long as we're in the house, you are forbidden from letting us see you covered in any way. I will take away your key privileges; you will have to ring the doorbell. And when either of us answer the door, you MUST already be naked. Discard your clothes on the front porch. Or streak here, I don't really care. If I ever see you with anything on in this house, I will forcibly strip you and then lock you out. You are to follow my orders to the letter at all times. Or if I'm not there, you must follow Anna's orders. Do. I make. Myself. Clear?”
“Yes... mistress” I said meekly.
“Oh yeah” she continued. “We're gonna change the names around here as well. You can call Anna mistress or ma'am or whatever if you so desire. As for what you call me, well, in Anna's mind, I only have one name, I'm sure you know what I mean. And you, my dear, will no longer be called Alex. For as long as you are in this house, your name will Nakey Boy. Is that clear, Nakey Boy?
“Yes... mummy” I said even more submissively.
“Very good!” Lisa said proudly. “Now, I think it's nearly dinner time. Anna, Nakey Boy, entertain yourselves while I get cooking.” She walked towards the kitchen with Anna following her. Lisa never told me I could stand up, and I did not want to risk disobeying her, so I crawled out after both of them, following Anna to the sofa. Still not sure if I was even allowed to crawl onto the sofa, I stayed down instead of sitting next to her. She saw that I was facing her.
“Turn around” she said cutely but strictly.
“Yes, mistress” I said, turning around to give her the full view of my butt that I knew she wanted. She put her feet on the nearby table, got comfortable, and started gently caressing my butt cheeks.
“Anna, dear, don't put your feet on the table, please” Lisa called out from the kitchen. “I know! Put your feet on Nakey Boy”
“Oh!” Anna giggled. “Okay!” She shuffled over, put her feet on my back, and continued what she was doing, but with her left hand. That seemed to prove I was right to assume I still wasn't allowed to stand up, and Lisa didn't just forget. Anna started to get a little more invasive, her finger going from my cheeks to the top of my buttcrack. I was afraid, knowing I had no choice but to allow whatever she wanted to do to me, but luckily it seemed she couldn't reach any further. Eventually, she picked up her iPad and started playing whatever games she had, while I was stuck being the footrest to a little girl.
“Alright, dinner's ready!” Lisa called out, after what felt like forever. She put two plates of spaghetti on the dining table, which made Anna jump up and run over. Somehow, I just knew that neither of those were for me. Lisa then came out with a third plate, which looked just the same as the other two, and then placed it on the ground near the table, with no cutlery to speak of. Not the first time Lisa and I have done this kind of play. I was about to crawl over.
“Wait!” Lisa suddenly exclaimed. She took the plate back up off the ground, went to her seat at the table, then placed my plate underneath the table between both of their feet.
“You better not get either of our feet dirty” she told me sternly. Having to eat like a dog, especially with the extra rule Lisa gave me, took a very long time to finish, but I did, because I had an instinct I was not allowed to leave anything on the plate. Lisa dropped a few napkins to me, which I accepted graciously. I looked up at Anna, who gestured for me to come over to her.
“Good boy” she said, ruffling my hair, which I didn't fight, knowing this was my place in the world.
“Hey!” Lisa said “I've got something for you to eat!” I turned back around, expecting her to have some morsel of food to give me to add to the whole pet play scenario. Instead, I saw her reaching into her long dress and pulling her panties down and off. She then flipped it up and presented her pussy. Obediently, I went to work. There I was, eating this woman out while she looked her 7 year old daughter in the eye. It didn't take long for her to start reacting.
“May I be excused, Mummy?” Anna asked politely
“Uh... um... wait one second” Lisa said sounding intoxicated. I continued to go harder.
“Mmmmm ffffffood's so good!” Lisa said, saving herself from swearing at the last second. She then covered her mouth to stop the moans being too loud.
“Are you gonna throw up?” Anna asked earnestly
“No, I... I... you're excused” Lisa shouted, feeling the crescendo in her body. Anna took her iPad and as soon as she entered her room and closed the door, out came the muffled sound of a woman achieving oral orgasm. She reached down and picked up her panties, then stood up and headed to her own room. I followed, still crawling.
“You can stand up now” she said, confirming she really did want me on all fours that whole time. Finally I could give my hands a rest and walk the way I was supposed to. “Come on” she said in a much more relaxed tone, and led me to her room. She immediately took off all her clothes until she was as naked as I was. We had regular, boring, vanilla sex. And after a whole afternoon of intense, torturous play, it was exactly what the doctor ordered. Exhausted, I elected to sleep the night in her bed, albeit with difficulty sleeping, knowing what may be in store for me tomorrow.
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