The third punishment

The crop was already in his hand and so it went first. He gave Lynn no warning before he landed a forceful swat on her abdomen. His sister squealed, it was a lovely sound. Apparently, Adi agreed. “Oh yes, make her squeal, Vel. God, watching you punish her is going to be so hot. Can I please get naked?” Judging by the situation Vel assumed Lynn knew about him and Adi by now, so he nodded. “Please do, Sis.” She smiled and quickly stripped while Vel placed a second swat on Lynn’s tummy, earning him a whimper this time. “You know you deserve this, you fucking bitch.” There were tears pooling in her eyes, but she nodded. “I know, I am so sorry.” He leaned forward to take her nipple in his mouth, but his cane hit a loose pebble and slipped. Luckily, a naked Adi was there to catch and steady him. “You okay, Vel?” He was. “Yeah. Startled, but okay. Thanks, Sis. I love you. Now hold me steady while I bite this slut’s nipple.” Adi smiled and held him while he bent forward, flicked Lynn’s nipple with his tongue, then gave it a quick nip.

Adi had the bright idea of quickly clearing out the loose stones she could find in the punishment area. So, Vel was quickly back on his own two, or one and a half, feet and cane. He aimed the next strike with the crop at the same nipple that he had bitten. This time, Lynn actually screamed. “AAAAIIIE. FUCK!” The twins laughed, Lynn screaming and cursing was just so incredibly out of character. He could feel her humiliation, thinking they were laughing at her pain, which was only half true. The tears that had been building up started flowing. “Vel, can I have a taste of her tears?” He nodded. “Sure, enjoy.” Adi moved up to her restrained sister, grabbed her face and licked the droplets from her cheeks. “Mhhhhm, they taste of shame and contrition.” He pulled his twin in for a tender kiss, wanting to show Lynn what a loving sibling relationship could look like. He closely monitored her emotional reaction, even using fracture to get a better understanding.

Lynn was jealous, not of the kissing necessarily, that still wasn’t something she wanted to do with her brother, but of the love and closeness. Vel broke the kiss. “Mmhhhm, that tasted of love.” Adi beamed at him. Vel turned back to Lynn and immediately swatted the other nipple. No scream this time, just a little whimper. It was still sweet. Something about it made him want to let loose. He hit her multiple times in rapid succession all over her torso and legs. Once, twice, thrice, he lost count. Lynn was yelping and making other noises of distress throughout. Adi watched gleefully. “Damn, Bro, you’re really letting her have it.” By the time Vel stopped he was out of breath and Lynn was covered in red marks. He sat down on the chair, needing a breather. Adi walked up behind him and massaged his shoulders. “That was so hot, I can’t wait to watch you fuck her stuck-up little cunt.” Vel was looking forward to that himself, good thing his twin had thought to bring a stool for his knee.

Vel decided the little clamps were up next. He grabbed them from the table and got in front of Lynn, holding them up for her to see. “I assume these were your idea, with them being tailoring tools.” Lynn nodded. “Good, I assume you know where I am about to put these?” Another nod, her fear was so delicious. “My nipples.” Vel smiled. “Got it in one, good girl.” He rolled her right nipple between his thumb and index finger a bit before applying the clamp to get it to stiffen. As soon as it did, he clipped it on. This drew a shriek from Lynn, but he had checked their strength on his fingertip, they shouldn’t do any lasting harm. He repeated the same approach for the 2nd nipple and got yet another lovely shriek. Her face was contorted in pain, he loved to see it. He took hold of one and tugged on it. “Fuck, ouch, shit.” She was panting, it must really hurt. “Can I try pulling on one, Vel?” He didn’t see why not. “Sure, Adi.” His twin smiled and pulled on the other clamp, drawing a squeal from Lynn. “Wow, that was fun.”

Vel went back to the table, leaving a still clamped Lynn wincing in pain. For some reason there was a large white feather among the many items. He held it up to Adi. “What is this here for.” Adi pointed at where Lynn’s feet were dangling in the air. “Lynn is ticklish, especially her feet.” Vel frowned. “How is tickling her punishment?” His twin raised an eyebrow. “You ever been tickled while unable to fight back? I have. It can be fun, but also a special kind of hell.” It sounded like it would be worth a short. He went over to Lynn and was struck by an idea. “Adi, get the clamps off for me.” His twin hurried to obey, and once both were off Lynn let out a relieved groan. There were indents on her nipples, he was sure they were still raw. Vel raised the tip of the feather and ran it around one of them, causing Lynn to wince and wriggle in her restraints. “Oooh, that’s devious, Brother.” Adi was clearly having the time of her life with this. He switched to the other nipple, which drew much the same reaction from Chielynn. “Okay, Adi, you’re going to have to do her feet for me. I don’t want to risk bending that far.” That earned him a little squeal of excitement.

Adeline crouched down in front of Lynn, something vel wouldn’t really be able to do, at least not without probably falling over. She then took a firm hold of Lynn’s foot and ran the feather down the sole in kind of a zigzag pattern. Lynn giggled and tried to kick her feet, but the restraints and Adi prevented most of it. This was kind of underwhelming in Vel’s book. “Adi, do the other foot once, then we’re moving on.” She did and again, Lynn’s reaction didn’t do a lot for Vel. Back to the table it was.

There was one item on the table he had been saving so far, as it was the most exciting one to him, but the time had come. Carefully he picked up the black cat o' nine tails. It was a beautiful piece made up of nine thongs of knotted cord. He wondered where his sister had gotten it, perhaps it had been used in the discipling of servants or guard recruits? Vel gave it an experimental swish, and the sound of the tails whipping through the air made his dick twitch. He turned to Lynn, whose face was showing genuine terror, with a smirk. “Are you ready for the main event, Sister? Don’t bother answering. It doesn’t matter.” He closed the little gap to her as quickly as his gait would allow and swung right at her chest, leaving red trails all over her tits. The loudest scream yet tore from Lynn’s throat. Vel was rock hard, he would have to fuck her soon. Another swing, aimed at her abdomen this time. Another scream, so very sweet. For the third strike he swung upwards from bellow, whipping his sister’s crotch. The shriek she let out was piercing and shrill, and afterwards she started full on crying. Sobs shook her strained shoulders and tears flowed freely. It was a beautiful sight. “Adi, get on your knees, undo my trousers, and get me wet. It is time to fuck.”