Not that! Anything but that!

"First we settle the accounts." Fiona announces. "I believe the deal was winner spanks the loser. Slut, go to the table and bend over. You will receive our spanking." Fiona commands as she moves a chair to give her slut a spot. Allison obeys. She takes a step to the table and bends over, resting her elbows on the table and gripping either side. She looks over her shoulder at you, her eyes were aflame with desire and excitement. She gives you a wink and a grin. You'd never seen her so happy!

Fiona turns to her sister. "Elsie, you spank her."

You see as El blushes. "Um...maybe Jesse wants to..."

"No, Jesse's being punished." Fiona explains.

Your eyes go wide. "Now!?" You protest. You thought she would get around to that some other time. Looks like Allison's not the only one about to be spanked.

Fiona glares at you. "What did you say?" Her look letting you know that for the time being 'Mistress' was the proper term of address.

"Sorry Mistress." You play along.

Fiona turns back to El. Her tone was different with El, more like an equal, more like a big sister. She wasn't even going to try to dominate El. "Elsie, that was the deal. I lived up to my end." She holds her arms wide displaying her nudity.

She's got a point. You think.

I know.

"Okay, I'll try." Elsie says in her sweet voice. "I'm sorry Allison, so sorry. I'll be gentle. And...I don't think you're a slut, I think you're very nice."

Both you and Fiona can't help but smile a bit at Elsie's attempt to be kind to Allison in the middle of this. It was such an off note, but it was so Elsie. Fiona laughs. "Thank my sister for her mercy, slut."

Allison looks up at El. "Thank you Ma'am. But I am a slut and...you don't have to be gentle. Please don't."

El averts her eyes from Allie's face and looks at her bare tush. "Errr..." She struggles.

Fiona turns to you. "I'm going to get some lube. She'll need it if she was old Jesse's plaything." She suddenly locks you with a glare. "YOU!" She takes the chair she had pulled out earlier and positions it back towards the stove a bit, facing toward the table. "You will get undressed and sit right there."

"But..." You go to protest, her eyes narrow. "Yes Mistress." You correct yourself. Looks like your secret was coming out today too, Allie would learn of what made the Bailey women special.

You turn your back and begin to undress as Fiona leaves the room. You hear Allison say after Fiona is out of earshot. "We're doing this here!? Right in the kitchen? Didn't you say your Mom and Aunt might be home soon? You guys are crazy! I love this family." She laughs. "And what is up with Fiona? Like what the hell. With her..."

You pull off the last of your clothes and turn around to face Allison. Your aching ten inch wood standing proudly before you. Allison's words catch in her throat, she looks almost as stunned as before.

Elsie says. "We're all like this Allison. Our whole family. It's why we wear these dresses. Oh...please don't tell anyone. Jesse took an awful risk exposing us today. Please don't give away our secret."

Allison just gawks. "Jesse...it's...so big. You're all like this?"

You nod. "Fiona's queen of the hill but we're all packing." You confirm. "I'm identical to Elsie...in every way."

"Wow." Is all she can say. Turning her head back to Elsie she says. "I'll keep your secret Elsie, don't worry." You hoped she was being honest.

Fiona can be heard coming back. Allison puts her head back down and stops talking. You plant your butt on the chair Fiona instructed you to sit on. El stands unsure of what to do.

Spank her! You egg her on.

Uhhh... You feel her hesitation.

Fiona walks back in the room with a tube of lube and a length of black silk rope. She looks at Allison's perfect smooth pale bubble butt and is not impressed. There wasn't a hint of pink or any sign of spanking. "Elsie..."

"I already spanked her." El lies.

"No she didn't Mistress." Allison instantly snitches.

El's face contorts. "Okay, okay. I'll do it."

Elsie begins patting Allison on the backside in the most timid display of spanking of all time. You hear Allison sigh in frustration. "May I speak Mistress?"

"Yes."

"Harder Elsie! Harder!" Allison says.

As this was happening Fiona was in the process of tying you to the chair. She was tying your ankles to the front legs and your wrists to the tops of the back legs. The rope was a soft black silk and she was skillfully tying you in such a way that the knots were tight without pinching or squeezing your sensitive body too much.

"You're not going to spank me?" You say, surprised.

Fiona shakes her head. "No. Your instructions today were for rest and recovery, and I don't want you over doing it." She looks up with that wicked Fiona smile. "So your punishment will be...you just get to watch."

Your eyes go wide. Sweet lord in heaven no!!! No! No! No! You've been holding out all morning, your body and mind were screaming at you for any sort of sexual release. Your cock was aching and throbbing and rigidly sticking straight up, your balls tight and ready, your pussy hot and wet and dripping, your tits and body tingly and crying out for attention, and ohhhh god damn did you feel the need to have something filling you up right now. You felt ready to explode already...and you were going to have to just sit and watch! Nipple clamps and a butt plug would seem like a mercy compared to this!

"No!" You gasp. "Not that! Anything but that!"

Fiona gives you a little kiss to the lips. "Enjoy the show."