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This is my first story here. Hope you like it and please feel free to give me some feedback so I can improve. I have multiple other stories with other girls, so if this ones goes well, I hope to give you some more enjoyable time with my other characters (and of course, with Alyson as well).

Chapter 1

Alyson was hurrying down the streets, knowing that her mom didn’t like when she was late. She had irrational fear from her even though she was 30. She had her own place, a job with a nice and steady income, and yet, she always felt like a little girl when talking to her mom. Therefore, she hurried down the road so not to be late for a dinner with her boyfriend, her sister, her husband and of course, her mom. She didn’t like family reunions very much, especially due to her sister being spoiled and mom’s favorite. She never understood why everything was expected from her, while her sister got everything served on the plate, despite being older.

She came to the building where her mother lived and ringed on the intercom. The door buzzed, and she went in. She called the elevator and pushed the button for the 6th floor. While going up, she looked at the mirror which was from top to the bottom on the opposite side of the elevator’s door. A girl looking much younger than 30 looked her back. She had pitch black long hair and very pale skin. Friends often compared her to Snow White, despite her hair being much longer. She was very cute, with a beautiful smile and dark eyes. However, she wasn’t in top form, and she hated herself for not finding the time to exercise as much as she wanted to. Her tummy was visible when she wore tight shirts, and her thigs also couldn’t fit most of her jeans when she was younger. Nevertheless, she was smart, witty and didn’t lack self-confidence. Except when it comes to her mom of course. She always kept iron discipline in their home when she and her sister were just kids, and this hasn’t changed much since. The only difference is that Alyson has moved to her own place now, and tried not to see her mom regularly. This dinner was exception to that as her sister also came. She left the elevator, walked to her old place, where now only her mom lived and pressed the doorbell. The door opened few seconds later.

“You’re late.” Her mom said, scanning her from top to bottom with her eyes. “Even your boyfriend came.”

“Nice to see you too mother.” Alyson said and hugged her. Has Daria also arrived?

“Yes yes, both her and her husband. We’re all waiting for you.”

“Now, don’t overreact mom, I’m just 10 minutes late.”

“Being right on time was never one of your virtues.” Her mom grumbled. “Go in the living room, I’ll be there in a sec.”

Alyson stepped out of her shoes, went to the bathroom to wash her hands and then she stepped into the familiar living room. There was a dining table, a couch where her sister Daria set with her husband Marko, and finally a smaller sofa where her boyfriend Mark set.

“And the star of the night finally arrives.” Daria said with that lazy tone of hers.

“Hi sis, long time no see.” Alyson said while sitting next to Mark. “Hey love, sorry for making you wait alone.” she said and then kissed him.

“No problem at all sweetheart, I know how you always tend to make tight schedules for yourself.” Mark laughed while grabbing a beer from the mini-table that was next to the sofa.

“Ok, let’s cut to the chase, shall we?” her mom said while entering the room. “I called you all here because even though you both started to earn money and moved out of here, I still think you are wasting your life, and especially your youth.”

Both Alyson and Daria shared confused looks between themselves, and then back to their mom.

“Yes, I was confused as well how this all turned out, especially given how strictly you were both raised. But obviously I was not strict enough, or this wouldn’t happen.”

“What wouldn’t happen, mom?” Alyson asked.

“You both haven’t yet fully settled and created families. Alyson is 30, no husband, no kids, just some random relationships. And you Daria, you’re 5 years older with only one kid. That is totally unacceptable.”

“I’m sorry mom, but this is the VERY reason I wanted to be free from you as soon as possible.” Jasna said. “And I believe my sister as well.”

“Don’t you dare talking in my name.” Daria panicked. “Mom, she’s out of control.”

“SHUT UP, both of you. And shame on you both.” Her mom shouted. “This is the very behavior which resulted in all this in the first place.” She paced the room “Both of you being spoiled brats, thinking on nothing but yourselves.”

“Ok, I’m leaving.” Alyson started to raise. “No, WE are leaving, right Mark?”

“Hmmm, well, whatever you say I guess…” he started to raise as well.

“Sit down, both of you, or Alyson, you will regret it.” Her mom’s voice was quiet know, which was always a reason for concern. “Mark, dear, you may leave, but I promise you it will be very beneficial, and I dare say, educational, for you to stay.”

They both slowly went down on sofa, Mark being especially confused.

“Mom, why you actually called us?” Alyson asked.

“Silence girl, I’m talking now. You have both been too much unsupervised, and that ends now. Starting with you.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. From now on, I’ll take full responsibility for your behavior, and I’ll bring you in line. This starts with the most critical aspect of it, and that is your sexual life as you’re obviously not acting like a grown-up woman.”

Alyson was stunned. “MOM, I…” She could even hear her sister giggling with her husband.

“I said to keep quiet! You obviously forgot all the proper manners I taught you as a child. No worries, I’ll correct that, again.”

Alyson was just staring at her mom with mouth half-opened, not believing what she was hearing.

“Good, at least you can be silent for a change. Now girl, I want you to remove your shirt.”

“WHAT? No, I won’t do that. No chance!”

“You will do as I said or I’ll disavow you and you won’t inherit anything.”

“You cannot be not serious?”

“Oh, you bet I am. You have tested my patience for far too long. I thought I’ve managed to raise a nice and obedient girl who could one day be a great wife to some lucky man, but I was clearly wrong.” Her mom was now standing in front of her, not noticing her sister still furiously whispering something to her husband.

“Now, I want to examine you, to see whether you’ve gotten chubby. And yes, in front of everyone here.” Her mom then looked at her other daughter. “I want to hear their opinions as well.”

Alyson’s cheeks started to blush. “Mom, please don’t embarrass me like this.”

“If you continue to complain, you’ll regret it dearly. Now, remove your shirt or I’ll remove it for you, and I promise you the former option is better for you.”

She couldn’t believe what was happening to her. She was to be in her bra in front of her mom, sister, her brother-in-law and her boyfriend. She slowly removed her shirt. She was wearing a red lace bra underneath. Suddenly, she was all trembling.

“No wonder why your relationships don’t last when you dress like a cheap whore.” her mom said.

“Yes, she was always acting like some boy-scout, but the reality is totally opposite.” Daria giggled.

“I’m NOT a whore!” Alyson almost shouted. “You’re just jealous of me having better looks and bigger boobs. You always were!”

“At least I’ve always had a flat tummy”

“SILENCE, BOTH OF YOU.” Her mom said. “Daria, not a word from you anymore. I’ll deal with you later.”

Alyson was now shaking with rage. She straightened a bit and was blushing as crazy while trying to cover her breasts as best as possible with her hands. She felt so exposed, especially as she was insecure about her chubbiness.

“No need to cover yourself girl.” Her mom said. “Now remove your bra.”

“No no no, please don’t make me do it.” Alyson suddenly felt tears starting to appear.

“Oh, you’ll do much more than that girl. Now, if I have to repeat myself one more time, I’ll stop asking nicely.”

Sniffing, cheeks burning with shame and feeling completely helpless, Alyson removed her D-cup bra with one hand and immediately covered her breasts with the other. She could see Daria enjoying every moment of her shame. Both men were trying to act nonchalant, but couldn’t help but stare at her.

“Hands by your side.”

Alyson couldn’t believe what was happening. She put her arms down and her big boobs were suddenly exposed to everyone in the room. Both men now openly looked intensely at her dark-red and round nipples.

Her mother stood up and approached her. “Hmmm” she said, “not what I was expecting. Your tits are already starting to drop. Although…” she took one Alyson’s boob in her hand and pulled it up. “… it might be due to the fact that they’re bigger than average.” She let the boob fall down. Alyson just wanted to disappear from shame she was feeling.

“I doubt she wears bra all the time when outside, mom”. Daria snickered, “She probably enjoys showing off.”

“That’s not true”, Alyson started to feel anger boiling in her. “Mom, she cannot…”

“Silence, both of you.” Her mom said. “Daria, If I hear another word from you, I’ll start with you.”

Daria mimicked zipping her mouth with an evil smile towards Alyson, and started to whisper in her husband’s ear again, who still couldn’t stop staring at Alyson’s boobs.

“Hands behind your head girl.”

“Mom, ple…”

“Now!” Again, that quite tone that Alyson remembered so well from her childhood.

She sniffed once more and raised her arms above her head. Her boobs were immediately pulled-up a bit.

“Mark, come here please.”

“MOM, N…”

“SILENCE GIRL!”

Alyson looked at her feet and tried to avoid looking into anyone’s eyes. She heard her boyfriend approaching.

“Can you take her boobs by her nipples, raise them and tell me if you think her boobs weight equally?”

Alyson couldn’t believe she was to be inspected like some kind of… animal. She was losing all of her dignity. Mark slowly approached, and even though she closed her eyes due to not being able to stand the shame while looking her boyfriend in his eyes, she felt him taking her by her nipples. She gasped but remained standing still.

Suddenly, she heard a loud crack, followed by a sharp pain on her left cheek. She opened her eyes in shock.

“You DIRTY girl”, her mom was furious. “Your nipples are turning hard. Are you enjoying being displayed like this?”

“No mom, please, I’m not. It’s just a natural reac…”

“SHAME ON YOU! Disgusting little girl! Who knows how many times you’ve exposed yourself like this to who knows how many men.”

“No, no, no, I didn’t, I swear.”

*CRACK* Alyson felt her other cheek burning. She was still somehow standing in position. She noticed Mark standing aside now, his look moving between her face and her boobs.

“Be silent girl! You obviously lost all of your dignity long time ago if such things turn you on. Let me do something about it!”

Her mom than start slapping her breasts, first left, then right.

“DISGUSTING” *CRACK* “BAD” *CRACK* “NAUGHTY” *SLAP* “PERVERTED” *SLAP* “DIRTY” *CRACK* “LITTLE” *SLAP* “SHAMELESS” *CRACK* “GIRL” *SLAP*

Alyson was now openly crying and pleading for her mom to stop, trying to keep position with her hands behind her head, but as her boobs started to get more and more red, she started to bounce from leg to leg to relieve the pain. Unfortunately, that just caused her boobs to bounce up and down which provided quite a spectacle for everyone else. Daria was now openly laughing. “I told you mom; she needs a good lesson to keep her in line from being a whore.”

When her mom finally stopped, her boobs were all red and her nipples erect as never before.

“Mom, please, no more, PLEASE.” She felt her boobs now tingling and she didn’t know which was redder, her face or her boobs.

“I still see that you enjoy this.” Her mom was furious.

“No mom, I don’t, it hurts so much, please no more.”

“Let’s see what others think.” Her mom now turned to the three of them. “Alyson will now come to each of you, with her hands on her head. She will then present her boobs for you to inspect, and ask each one of you whether you think she was punished enough.”

Alyson felt dizzy. “Mom, I… ”

Her mom raised her hand and looked her in the eyes. “If she fails to do this, she will regret it dearly”

Still crying, burning with shame and injustice, being totally naked from her waist up, she first slowly walked few steps to her boyfriend. “Mark, do you think I have been punished enough?” she almost whispered, while looking at her feet.

“Look him in the eyes and be louder.” Her mom said. “I said I’ll teach you how to be a proper wife, and this is how we start.”

Alyson raised her eyes to look at her boyfriend, and asked again – “Mark, do you think I have been punished enough?”

He caressed her red boobs a bit, and wiped her tears.

“Yes, I think you have been punished properly, and I’m also happy to have such a brave girlfriend.”

She immediately felt smaller, like a little girl, but she was also so grateful for his words. For some unknown reason, she wanted him to be proud of her. Now, with more courage, she approached her sister’s husband.

“Adam, do you think I have been punished enough?” she said, and at the same time, moved her elbows a bit more behind, which pushed her boobs a bit higher for him to inspect.

“I won’t touch them Alyson, but I believe they’re as hot as they are red.” he said with a smirk on his face. “But yes, I believe the punishment was enough.”

Finally, she came to her sister who was now not smirking anymore. She sighed deeply, closed her eyes for a bit, and then looked her sister in the eyes. “Daria, do you think I have been punished enough?”

Daria looked back at her and started to caress her boobs.

“Oh, you poor little…” and then suddenly she reached for her nipples and twisted them hard in opposite directions. “…WHORE!” she screamed. Alyson tried to step back, but her nipples were suddenly burning. Daria twisted them a bit more, provoking a yelp from Alyson. “You enjoyed showing off your boobs to my husband, didn’t you?”

“No, sis, I didn’t, I swear…” Alyson pleaded, her legs starting to shake a bit from pain.

“Don’t lie to me!” Daria shouted. And then she squeezed one nipple even harder, while starting to slap her other boob. *SMACK*, *SMACK*, *CRACK*, *SMACK*, *CRACK*, *SMACK*, *CLAP*, *SMACK*. At the same time, Alyson couldn’t move away, and she still kept her hands behind her head, starting to cry again, begging her sister to stop. Daria then took her now deep-red boob by the nipple, twisted, causing Alyson to scream in pain, and then started to spank her other boob *SMACK*, *CRACK*, *SMACK*, *SMACK*, *WHACK*, *SMACK*, *SMACK*, *CLAP*. All the time, nobody moved, and everyone just watched in shock older sister slapping the younger one’s boobs, while Alyson trying to free herself and at the same time begging her sister to stop.

Finally, Daria stopped, and Alyson was crying, her eyes now as red as her boobs. Suddenly, there was rage in her, and she removed her hand from behind her head, wishing nothing more than to hit her sister back.

“Stop girl!”

“But mom, you saw what she did to me.”

“Yes, I saw. However, I said not to remove your hands behind your head. Now, put them back in place.”

“But m…”

“Now girl!”

During the exchange, Daria had a half-smile on her face, clearly enjoying younger sister’s pain. Alyson slowly returned her hands behind her back. She looked down at her boobs, both being red and nipples being as straight as arrows. This couldn’t possibly turn her on… Could it?

“Now, thank your sister for punishing you.”

“MOM!”

“Now girl, or I’ll let her continue.”

You didn’t even stop her, Alyson thought, but managed not to say it out loud. She faced Daria and looked her in the eyes.

“Thanks sister, for punishing me.” She was shaking from both shame of thanking her sister for beating her and from her own body betraying her by being horny for some reason.

Daria smiled. “Anytime.”

“Now girl, let’s continue where we stopped.” Her mom said. “Lower your jeans.”

is there going to be more?

student wrote: Sun Jul 07, 2024 12:39 am is there going to be more?

I plan at least 10 chapters, but I don't wanna spam here if the people find story is boring. But I'll surely post few chapters more, and then we'll see

I sure hope Alyson doesn’t have a thong on! Oh man will her mom have something to say about that. Hopefully she doesn’t rip them off! Great first chapter!!

Great start Anna!

The new chapter is here. Lend Alyson some virtual support to endure what is coming. And as before, please let me know if you like the direction the story is going.
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Chapter 2

“No way! Not in a million years.” Alyson was furious now, her titties red and being humiliated beyond all limits. “Mark, we’re leaving.” She stopped just to pick up her bra and shirt.

“Great, that spoiled brat never deserved to inherit anything.” Daria whispered to Adam, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Alyson stopped and turned to her mom. “You’re not serious about letting her to inherit everything just because I don’t want to be humiliated and paraded like some kind of… animal?”

“Don’t insult animals.” Daria grumbled.

“FUCK YOU!” Alyson shouted. “You might be older but you’re PATHETIC! Always going through life with schemes and lies…”

“THAT’S ENOUGH, BOTH OF YOU!” Her mom shouted. “I see now how much I’ve failed you both. No matter how much I tried, I failed to raise two daughters who would support each other.” Then she took a deep breath. “Alyson, it’s not about parading you in front of everyone. It’s about you accepting what is asked of you so that you might deal with bigger problems in life and learn when not to talk back, which is a feature of a well-behaved wife.” She looked at her younger daughter. “And you, my dear, are a long way from it. So yes, I’ll remove you from my will first thing in the morning unless you do as I say.”

There was a silence in the room, Alyson and her mom looking at each other. Then Alyson let her bra and shirt fall to the ground, defeated. “Ok mom, you win. But please, at least let me have some dignity.”

“You’ll need to earn a right to not be treated like a common lowborn girl by not questioning my every word.” Her mom said. “When you accept that you’ve been a bad, naughty girl, who deserves what comes to her, then we can talk about you earning my respect. Now. Lower. Your. Jeans.”

Alyson looked at Mark and when he nodded, she felt a bit braver. Yes, she can do this. She unbuttoned her jeans. Then she turned away from her sister, not being able to stand Daria watching her strip. She slowly lowered her jeans, feeling her cheeks getting hotter. She was wearing pink slip panties with floral design. Alyson silently thanked God for not wearing thongs, even though she was planning for some sexy time with Mark after dinner.

“Straighten your back girl.” Her mom demanded. Of course, it was not about her spine, as she always had a straight posture, but pure shame that made Alyson try to be as small as possible. Nevertheless, she straightened.

“Now, that’s some plump ass, sis.” Daria giggled. “How you even managed to fit it into such small panties?”

Alyson blushed even more, but her mom silenced Daria with a stern look. She then approached Alyson and grabbed her right butt cheek which made Alyson squeak involuntarily. She was not used to anyone touching her there apart from her boyfriend.

“Do you exercise girl?” Her mom asked.

Alyson lowered her eyes. “Not in last couple of years mom. I just cannot find time.”

“Nonsense.” Her mom replied. “One can always find a slot in their schedule for a gym few times a week”. She now grabbed her other cheek. “This is totally unacceptable, you’re only 30.”

Alyson wanted to die from being so shamed, and in front of her boyfriend, no less. He never complained about her looks, or whether her butt is firm or not. Did he lie to her all this time? She looked at him. “You said you love me and enjoy having sex with me.”

“I did.” Mark responded. “You look great.” That put smile on Alyson’s face.

“See? And I don’t care what the rest of you think.” She looked at Daria. “Especially you! You’re as flat as a pancake.”

“At least I’m not the naked one in the room.” Daria responded, which made Alyson blush again.

“Let’s cut to the chase.” Her mom interrupted Alyson’s response. “Alyson, I want you to do 50 squats.”

“What, like now?” Alyson was suddenly afraid again.

“Yes, now. Hands behind your head and I want you to go as low as you can. If not, you’ll be punished as I see fit.”

Alyson gulped, then she did what was asked of her. She turned to Mark, as she couldn’t bare her sister watching her. That unfortunately meant she turned her ass towards her.

One, two, three, four… Alyson started to count in her head. Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three… She started to sweat, her legs starting to ache… Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven… Now her butt started to ache as well, and sweat started to go in her eyes. She realized that she was in bad condition. But she was not going to give up. She looked at Mark for support, and then suddenly realized that her boobs were also drenched in sweat. What a sight I must be, she thought. Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty. Alyson stopped, trying to catch her breath, hands lowering to her knees. Sweat was dripping from her. She looked at her mom, looking for appreciation. However, her mom was not looking in her eyes.

“Why are your panties wet girl?” she asked, her tone quiet.

“Wh… What?” Alyson was still trying to catch her breath with hands on her knees, not realizing she was showing her bum to her sis and her husband. She then looked down and spotted a wet mark on the front of her panties. The world stopped. “That’s just sweat mom.” she whispered. “You see I’m not in great condition.”

“If that’s sweat, then panties would be wet everywhere, not just on one spot.” Her mom’s voice was strangely quiet. Alyson knew she was right, but she couldn’t admit that, nor to her mom, nor to herself. Was she… Was she turned on by Mark looking at her, bare chested, doing squats? And what about Adam? He was certainly looking at her butt, going up and down. No, no, she was not like that.

“Mom, I swear it’s just a sweat.” Alyson started to panic.

“Turn around girl, let’s see what your sister has to say.”

Alyson felt like in a dream. She slowly turned around, trying to keep legs together. Adam’s eyes widened, and Daria looked at her panties, then at her, then at her panties again. “Mom, she’s all wet down there. Oh god, what a… Alyson must have been enjoying every moment of this.” She paused for a bit, then smiled. “This is obviously not a punishment for her.”

“No mom, don’t listen to her.” Alyson pleaded. “She just hates me.”

“I’ve heard enough girl.” Her Mom was getting angry again. “And I’ve certainly seen enough.” She approached her. “I will confirm this myself. Lower your panties.”

“MOM!” Alyson’s head was now spinning, both from lack of air from doing squats and from what she just heard.

“Now girl!”

Alyson’s hands started to shake. This was not happening. She was not going to be fully naked. Her mom is not going to… inspect her… in front of everyone. Oh god. OH GOD! She placed her hands on her panties, closed her eyes, and slowly, lowered them to ankles. Then she straightened, still not opening her eyes. She heard Daria gasp. She could almost hear the deadly silence and could feel all eyes on her.

“Spread your legs girl.”

Like in a dream, she complied, stepping out of her panties. She was now stark naked, her pussy completely bare. And her bum. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought it would break from her chest.

She felt a hand touching her down there. Oh God, a hand is touching me and it’s not Mark’s. Alyson wanted to scream, to fall into the ground. Her legs started to shake. She felt her cheeks becoming crimson. Worst of all, she felt wetness down there. Not the sweat. She was delirious. She always considered herself to be a well-behaved girl, even a bit shy. Now, her body was betraying her. She was… somehow… turned on by all this. Involuntarily, she was thinking. It must be just a natural reaction.

“Open your eyes girl.”

Alyson complied. She looked Mark, looking her like he sees her for the first time. She looked back. Her sister was watching her with half-opened mouth, while Adam didn’t want to meet her gaze. She did however see obvious bulge on his jeans. On some distant level, she felt that she has won. Her sister’s husband was obviously turned on by her ass.

Her mom was strangely calm. “I see three problems here. One is easily fixable. One is not fixable. And the third one will be dealt with in time”. Alyson looked at her mom with a puzzled expression. She felt like she was slowly getting out of the trance she fell into.

“First problem is that you’re unshaved.” Alyson then remembered that her mom has always insisting on shaving everything below the head. It was hygienic, she was saying. And also, good girls have nothing to hide. Alyson had a landing stripe for few months now. It made her feel moremature. Mark also liked it. Suddenly, her mom grabbed her pussy hair and Alyson squeaked. “MOM!”

“SILENCE! How many times have I told you that only hair on a woman should be on her head?”

“But mom, I’m not a teenager anymore.” Alyson pleaded, feeling more and more uncomfortable while with her mom squeezing her pussy hair.

“You will shave girl. Or, better to say, you will be shaved.”

“Mom, can I do it?” Alyson heard Daria’s voice from the back. “She probably doesn’t even know how to shave anymore – she’s probably paying someone to do it for her, enjoying displaying her pussy.”

“SHUT UP!” Alyson screamed.

*CRACK* Alyson felt her cheek burning from her mom’s slap, and when she we tried to step back, she felt a sharp pain down there. Her mother was still firmly holding her by her pubes. Alyson had never felt so powerless.

“If another word leaves your mouth in the next 2 minutes, I’ll rip this bush of yours, hair by hair.”

Alyson was stunned, still trying to process what she just heard. Luckily, she managed to close her mouth.

“Now, where were we…” her mom finally released her pubes, but Alyson didn’t dare to lower her hands in order to scratch herself down there as her pussy itched everywhere.

“Second problem, which cannot be fixed, is that your inner lips are visible.” Alyson felt heat getting back in her cheeks. “I cannot even imagine how many times you had sex, or worse, played with yourself, stuffing god knows what in you, which consequentially ruined your pussy for any decent man that would have you.” Her mom was getting furious. Alyson desperately wanted to respond. This is all nonsense. Having sex has nothing to do with how my pussy looks. It’s… It’s such a rural thinking. She however didn’t dare to speak.

“You will however be punished properly, so that next time, you think not twice but ten times before you touch, or let someone touch you down there. It is something to be kept safe, for when the moment is right, and a proper man appears in your life. Not to give it to everyone.” Alyson was starting to shake from all the injustice she was feeling. She had like three long relationships and that was it. For 30 years. Her friends had dozens. And now she was accused of whoring. Fuck this.

“Mark, dear, you seem like a decent young man. Are you not disgusted by my daughter’s past?” Her mom now turned to Mark, who was clearly uncomfortable, his eyes going between Alyson and her mom.

“Hmmm, I… I love Alyson very much.” Mark wasn’t sure how to respond to this. “We talked about both our past relationships and agreed that as long as they don’t influence our relationship, we’re all good.” He looked ad Alyson. “Right honey?”

Alyson felt so relieved. “Thank you. I love you too. And please don’t feel bad, this is between my mother and me.” she responded.

“Now, Mark, can I ask you to, please, take Alyson for a quick walk around the room.” Her mother was smiling. “As I believe Daria and Adam haven’t seen yet the state of Alyson’s vagina.”

Alyson felt heat going back to her cheeks. She was going to be paraded naked for her sister and her husband to watch? Can this evening get any worse? Mark approached her, reaching to take her by her hand.

“Oh, no no no.” Her mother was still smiling. “Proper ladies are led by their man by the hand. The nasty ones have much more suitable spot.” She looked at Mark, and then lowered her gaze at her pussy. “Take her by her inner lips. She’s presenting them proudly anyway.”

Mark stopped and looked at her mom, while Alyson was still trying to comprehend what her mom just said. Apparently so was Mark. “You want me to… Take her by her pussy… And walk her around?” he asked.

“Exactly.” her mom responded. He looked at Alyson, but she just stood there. She was silently begging her mother to stop this with her eyes. Then, she resigned. “Mark, do as she ask.” She bowed her head, waiting. He approached her, gently taking her pussy in his hand. She felt a spark down the spine when one of his fingers brushed near her clit. She was still wet down there, and Mark had noticed that as well. His bulge in pants was as obvious as was Adam’s. That gave her strange satisfaction. She took a deep breath and then took the first step in her walk of shame. Mark was leading her slowly, and she followed. She again felt like she was in a dream, when suddenly Daria’s laugh woke her.

“Mom, you remember the time when I was begging you to get me a puppy? Seems like we had one at home all this time.”

Alyson got mad in an instant. “MOM! Tell her to shut up, or I will…” She then realized that she must be looking ridiculous, stark naked, hands behind her head, led by her boyfriend holding her pussy. No wonder Daria kept laughing.

“You will what, puppy?” Daria was now openly enjoying this. “You will pee on me?” Even Adam started to openly smile. “Don’t make me force you to lick my feet” she continued. “Or maybe I should spank you? Whores like you deserve to be punished. Or maybe you would enjoy that too? I think…”

“Daria, that is enough.” her mom interrupted her. “Alyson is not to be mocked. She needs to understand what happens to naughty girls that forget their place. Therefore, humiliation should be part of the punishment, but only if it makes her realize her mistakes.” She then turned to her younger daughter. “You do realize your mistakes? Stop waking and answer me.”

Alyson was now turned towards both Daria and Adam, exposing all of herself to them. Adam was openly devouring her with his eyes and Daria seemed more and more pissed about it. Alyson looked at her mom. Mark had let go of her pussy, his fingers wet and sticky. She still couldn’t believe this had somehow turning her on.

“Yes mom.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, mom, I realize my mistakes.”

“Which are?”

Alyson felt so ashamed. “My pussy is not shaved. And my inner lips are visible.”

“And you’re getting turned on by this, am I right, girl?” her mom approached her.

“No mom, I swear, I’m not.”

“Spread your legs.”

“Moooom, pleeease, don’t embarrass me more.” Alyson was more than desperate.

“Now!” Again, that quiet voice. Alyson did as was asked. “More.” She moved legs even further apart. “If I need to repeat myself one more time, you’ll regret it.” Alyson spread her legs as much as she could, resulting in her being obscenely displayed now. She wished for the ground to open and swallow her.

“Now, you will keep this position. If you do not, I’ll start it all over again.”

“Start what over mom?” Alyson was so afraid now.

“Teaching you not to be perverted and enjoy this.”

“But I’m not en…”

*SMACK* Alyson’s other cheek was now burning. She bit her tongue and kept quiet.

“Now girl. When I punish you, you’ll say ‘I am a naughty girl.’.” If you do not, I’ll hit you harder next time.

“Hit me? Wh…”

*SLAP* her mom had hit her with an open palm, right between her legs. Alyson screamed “Ahhhhhhhh”. She somehow managed to stay in a position. Her eyes watered, her pussy was burning. There was a stunned silence. She barely managed to recover, when…

*SMACK* “AAAAAAAAAAAAH” This one was much harder, and Alyson was now in agony. Nobody had ever hit her since she moved out. Even when she was living at her mother’s place, she got few slaps, but nothing like this. Somehow, she remembered the words. Openly crying now, she managed to say “I am a naughty girl.”

“Louder.” *WHACK* “OWWWWWW” This one was lighter than the previous, but her pussy was becoming redder with every second. “I am a naughty girl.”

“LOUDER” *SMACK* “AAAAAAAAAH” Alyson now started to do a little hopping to relieve some of the pain. “I AM A NAUGHTY GIRL.”

“What are you?” *SLAP* “ARGHHHHHHH, I AM A NAUGHTY GIRL!”

“What do naughty girls get?” *SMACK* “AIEEEEEEEEE” Alyson started to openly cry. Her pussy was now becoming crimson. “Mom, PLEASE, I can’t take it anymore.”

*SMACK* “AAAAAAHHHHH, naughty girls get punished. Please, mom, stop.” Alyson knew she must be putting a hell of a show, trying to keep the position and wiggling her hips at the same time.

*WHACK* “How?”

“ARGHHHHH… They get spanked?” Alyson hoped that was the right answer.

“Where?” *SLAP* “OHHHHHH, no more mom, please.” Alyson tried to catch her breath. “Over pussy. Over my bare pussy.”

“Now, I want you to repeat everything you just said.” Her mom stopped and looked her in the eyes. “Or, should I continue?”

“No, no, please.” Alyson panicked, then took a deep breath. “I am a naughty girl and I am punished by my bare pussy being spanked.” Alyson couldn’t believe what she was saying. It was the most humiliated sentence she had ever said, or even thought.

“That’s a good girl.” her mom said. “Now, I see that your vagina is still a bit wet, although much less than before. That’s either you learning to control your urges, or the heat from the spanking dried it.” Alyson looked down and shrieked when she saw all the redness down there. Her poor pussy had never throbbed so much and her lips had never been so swollen. “Now, go to your sister, and ask her for five more spanks in order to fully dry your vagina.”

Alyson looked at Daria whose expression was like she had won the lottery, and then felt to her knees. “Mom, please, I was a good girl and I promise I’ll be better. Please don’t make me do this.”

“If you don’t go right now, I’ll have you ask for five swats from everyone in this room.”

Alyson was terrified. She couldn’t endure that much. And Adam touching her down there… She would die first. Slowly, she stood up and then approached her sister. She looked her in the eyes and spoke words that she couldn’t imagine in her wildest dreams.

“Daria, will you spank me five more times?” Rage started to boil inside of her all over again, both due to such injustice and all the humiliation she went through.

“Oh, come on sis, you can do better than that.” Daria was enjoying every moment of this. “Say please, say where to spank you, say why to spank you.” And she smiled. “And spread your legs more.” While she talked, Adam’s gaze was fixed on Alyson pussy. But Daria didn’t notice, due to her full focus being on Alyson.

Alyson closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then, while spreading her legs as in front of her mom, she started to speak: “Daria, can you please spank me over my bare pussy for being such a naughty girl.”

Daria started to laugh and then patted her pussy. “Sure sis, I’ll do my best to bring you in line when you ask so nicely. I’ll even be less strict than mom – I won’t ask to say anything during the spanking.” Then she straightened. “Bend over backwards a bit more – you’re offering me your kitty for a disciplinary action after all.”

Alyson was now beyond humiliated but she did what was asked of her without complaining. She arched her back and exposed her pussy even more while at the same time trying to maintain stability. She thought she couldn’t be more exposed when her mom was spanking her, but she was wrong. This new position was even worse. Her red and swollen pussy was so rudely exposed that she couldn’t even think about it. She just wanted it all to be over.

“This is for your own good sis” Daria cooed. Then 5 sharp smacks happened before Alyson even knew what was happening. *CRACK* *SMACK* *CRACK* *CRACK* *SLAP*. Then the pain hit her. “AAAAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEE” Alyson fell to her bum, and immediately put her legs together, hand furiously rubbing her pussy, all while crying again.

“Now sis, I want you to thank me for disciplining you.” Daria was smiling again.

“No… No, I won’t do it.” Alyson said through teeth. She was still massaging her pussy.

“You will do it, girl.” Her mom said. “And you might want to stop rubbing your vagina before your sister checks you whether it’s dry.”

“MOM! Please don’t let her humiliate me anymore.” Alyson pleaded.

“I’m not. This is not a humiliation but putting you in a place so you learn how to behave. Now, do as your sister asks.”

Utterly humiliated in front of everyone, Alyson stood, still rubbing her pussy to relieve some of the pain, and again, stood in front of her sister. She didn’t repeat her mistakes from before, so she said loudly: “Daria, thank you for spanking me over my naughty bare pussy.” She still couldn’t believe words coming out of her mouth. How will she manage to look Mark again after all of this? All the pride was out of her. Nevertheless, she continued: “Will you please inspect my naughty bare pussy to check whether it’s dry?” She hated saying naughty bare pussy. It made her feel so small and childish.

“With my pleasure.” Daria smiled and reached out to feel Alyson between her legs. She caressed her, and Alyson prayed to God that she was not wet anymore. She also gasped by realizing that her sister is touching her down there. Spanking was one thing, but this… This felt so unnatural.

“Mom, I think your lessons are paying off.” Daria said. “Our perverted girl seems not to be horny anymore.” She was still rubbing Alyson down there, occasionally brushing her clit. Alyson was not sure whether on purpose or not, but she felt small sparks down the spine each time it happened.

“That’s great news, thanks Daria” her mom said. But Alyson didn’t listen them anymore. Something clicked inside her head. She approached Adam and spread her legs. He met her gaze for an instant, then looked down.

“Adam, Daria is known for being sloppy.” Alyson smiled, for the first time in a while. “Would you please check my pussy as well? I trust your judgment more than hers.” He was totally confused, not knowing where to look, much to her delight. Finally, he looked at her red and swollen pussy which she was offering him.

“I… I trust Daria’s judgment on this.” Adam stuttered. “Are you sure?” Alyson was enjoying every moment of this, and even a bit wiggled her hips.

“Once a whore, always a whore.” Daria was red in face now, raised a hand to slap Alyson.

“STOP! Both of you!” Her mom was approaching them. “Alyson, explain yourself.”

Alyson giggled. I have totally lost my mind, she thought. “I was just teasing him a bit, mom.” She then looked at Mark, looking for an approval, but she saw confusion and… was that disappointment? Alyson’s suddenly realized she had gone too far. She reached for her panties… *DING DONG* A doorbell rang.

Great story and I like how it plays out. Can't wait for Ch3.

I’m enjoying this, even if things accelerated rather quickly.

I especially liked the inspection of Alyson’s body and the pointing out of all of her flaws, and would like to see more of that. Did Mark ever “weigh” her tits to determine symmetry between them? Maybe everyone in the room could inspect her breasts and “grade” them on a scale of 1-10, or could pull up pictures of other women with “better” pairs and describe how Alyson compares. I also liked how something Alyson has no control over—exposed inner lips—became a “flaw” in her mom’s eyes. Perhaps Daria is also asked to strip naked and Mark, Daria’s husband and their mom all comment on and compare their bodies.

Anyway, obviously these are my own personal interests but I’d love to see further exploration of the assessment and grading of her body by those in attendance. Good job so far.

NS2000 wrote: Tue Jul 16, 2024 11:56 am I’m enjoying this, even if things accelerated rather quickly.

I especially liked the inspection of Alyson’s body and the pointing out of all of her flaws, and would like to see more of that. Did Mark ever “weigh” her tits to determine symmetry between them? Maybe everyone in the room could inspect her breasts and “grade” them on a scale of 1-10, or could pull up pictures of other women with “better” pairs and describe how Alyson compares. I also liked how something Alyson has no control over—exposed inner lips—became a “flaw” in her mom’s eyes. Perhaps Daria is also asked to strip naked and Mark, Daria’s husband and their mom all comment on and compare their bodies.

Anyway, obviously these are my own personal interests but I’d love to see further exploration of the assessment and grading of her body by those in attendance. Good job so far.

Thanks a lot for a detailed review and suggestions where the story should go - I'll see some of those happen.

As for the acceleration - I plan to write 10 chapters for each girl's story arc (there will be 5-6 girls in total for now), and there is much to cover in every arc, so I had to speed things up a bit. But have no worries as no character will act out of his/her role just to reach certain point in a story.

Btw, Daria will take more active part in some future chapters, but shush, she doesn't know it yet. Let her enjoy tormenting Alyson for now

Oh man!! I can’t wait to see what kind of embarrassing panties Daria has on. Hopefully that’ll knock her down a peg or two. Maybe pegging is in order?