The second punishment

And scream Lynn did. She had been **** to lay herself across Vel’s lap after he sat on the edge of the bed, but had done so. She was so determined to earn his forgiveness. She had lifted up the skirt of her dress when he told her, baring her rear to him. But when he had told her to take off her undergarments, she had hesitated. He’d grabbed her hair from above and, while keeping his elbow on her spine, had pulled her head up. It must have been painful. He’d told her to take them off like the contrite little whore she was, and she had obediently slid them off. If he hadn’t been hard already, that would have done it.

And now, that the first powerful slap landed on her ass, she screamed. “AAAAAUUUGH. Gods, that hurt!” Vel grabbed her hair again, with his other hand this time so his arm wasn’t pinning her spine, and only held it in place this time. “It is supposed to hurt. You deserve this pain, don’t you?” She tried to hang her head, but couldn’t, with him holding her by her hair and all. “Yes. Yes, I do.” Vel brought the flat of his hand down again, on the other cheek this time. “AAAAAAUGH, SHIT!” Shit? The proper little lady had said shit? Wow, that must have HURT! “Did you just say shit, Lynn?” He was feeling her mind, and could tell she was embarrassed. “Yes, I’m sorry.” Vel laughed. “No need for apologies, not for that anyway. I don’t mind. I love hearing my prim lady of a sister curse.” He had an idea. “But that’s not what you’ll say after the next hit. And that one will be even harder.” Lynn whimpered. “No, no after the next one, I think you ought to show your gratitude. You are grateful for this chance to earn my forgiveness, aren’t you?” She tried to nod, which again, didn’t really work. “Yes, yes I am Vel.” He put his hand on her ass and gently squeezed one of her cheeks, toying with it as he went on. Lynn shivered, she felt disgust. She didn’t want that hand there, it made her feel dirty, like a slut. Vel groped the other cheek. “I think, after the new few smacks, you should show your gratitude. You should thank me for punishing you after each one. Don’t you think that would be good?” He pinched her buttock and she let out an adorable squeak. “Yes, yes I’ll do that Vel, I’ll be good.” Excellent.

The third smack reverberated around the room. To her credit, Lynn barely yelped before doing as she had promised. “AAH! Thank you for punishing me, Vel.” Shit, that was so hot. He wanted to fuck her so bad right now, but there was no way she was ready. SMACK. “AH! Thank you for punishing me, Vel.” He didn’t like that repetition; she should put a bit more thought into this. “Tsk tsk, Sister, you can do better than that. Use your imagination a little, it won’t sound believable if you just repeat the same thing. You do mean it, right?” She was crying quietly again. “Yes I really do, Vel, I’ll do better I promise.” Good girl. SMACK. “AAHH! Thank you for beating this worthless whore like she deserves!” WOW! He had not expected something that good. That deserved some praise. “Well done, Lynn, that was great! See, you can be such a good little slut when you just think!” She actually reacted to the praise with some positive emotions, which Vel found hilarious. “Thank you, Vel, I’m really trying my best. I will do anything to make this up to you.” He would see about that. SMACK. “ARGH! Thank you so much for punishing my worthless ass!” Not bad. He put his fingers between her cheeks and pushed outward, spreading them. Her asshole looked at him, pink and inviting. There was no way she was ready for anything involving that, but Vel fancied he was looking into the future. “Vel, what are you doing?” She sounded worried, very worried. “Whatever the fuck I want with your ungrateful whore body, you got a problem with that?” The anger in his tone terrified her, and she replied in a squeaky voice. “No, no, I’m sorry! Please, do whatever you want to my stupid slut ass!” Huh, there was no way she had meant that literally, she was just scared, but he was going to push a bit further than planned now.

Letting her hair go, he kept her ass spread with one hand while coated the index finger of the other with his saliva. “Ever put anything in that nice little asshole of yours before, Sis?” She shook her head, which she could actually do now. “No, never.” She was incredibly tense. Vel touched her asshole with the tip of his finger, applying no pressure yet. Just that light touch was enough to make Lynn buck her hips as if trying to pull away. He grabbed her by the back of the neck, pinning her in place, and gave her three swift hits on her backside. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. “AAAAUGH” She screamed again; it sounded so sweet. “Are you trying to get away from your punishment, Bitch?” She shook her head again. “No, no I am sorry, Vel, it wasn’t on purpose.” He pinched her cheek again; she whimpered this time. “Are you gonna be a good little slut and lie still while I finger you whore asshole this time?” She nodded frantically. “Yes! Yes I’ll be a good little whore, I swear.” She was learning quickly.

He was about to moisten his own finger again when he had a better idea. “Open your mouth, make sure to get lots of spit on this, it will be going in your asshole after your mouth so you’re going to want it wet.” Lynn dutifully opened her mouth and sucked on his finger. He loved this, this feeling of power over her. She was miserable. Humiliated, ashamed, in pain, but she knew she deserved it. Mixed in with it all was gratitude, gratitude for him subjecting her to this torment. These powers really were divine. That steely determination of hers was in place as well of course, he couldn’t help but feel some admiration again.

After at most a minute he pulled his finger out of Lynn’s mouth and spread her cheeks again. “Wait, I can get it wetter I can-“ He pinched her taint this time, she screamed again. He could hear her growing hoarse. “This is going up your ass right now whether you like it or not, understood?” She hung her head. “Yes, Vel, understood.” He put his finger back into position, he could feel her fighting the urge to pull away again. Her determination won out though. Vel pushed. Slowly, her puckered ring gave way. Lynn moaned as his finger sank in to the first knuckle. “How does that feel, bitch.” The answer was not what Vel expected. “Surprisingly good.” What? Had he heard that right? “What the hells did you just say, Slut?” Another lovely whimper. “I’m sorry, I know this is a punishment, but I should be honest with you, right? I don’t like your finger being in my ass, but I can’t help if it feels good. I hate it, but it does.” She was telling the truth. Huh. She did hate it, but the sensation of it was pleasant. He could work with that. “By the gods, Lynn. What kind of depraved filth gets off on her brother finger-**** her ass?” Lynn cried again, audibly sobbing this time. “I do.” She didn’t need to add any insults, that statement was damning enough on its own. Her self-loathing had reached new heights. This was perfect.

Vel pushed further. Lynn groaned, but he kept pushing until he reached the second knuckle. The inside of her asshole felt nice. Tight and soft. “We’re most of the way there now, Slut, how are you holding up?” She had gotten the crying under control again but was breathing heavily. He felt her pulling on that seemingly endless resolve before she replied. “I can take it, Vel. For you. Please, push.” He would have to get some kind of release after this, his cock was going to rip through his trousers. There was no way Lynn wasn’t feeling it. He pushed and got his finger all the way in. “Damn, Lynn, I am impressed.” He wiggled it as much as he could in the tight confines, and she moaned again. ”Well done, Lynn. That’s it for this part. But the punishment isn’t over.” Lynn nodded and then gasped as he quickly pulled his finger out. “I’m ready for whatever you want to do to me next, Brother.” What a sweet sister he had. “You’ll be the one doing something to me now, Sister.”