Uncomfortable Car Ride to School

“Explain, please. What happened in there?” Aunt Lauren asked, pulling out of the driveway of Uncle Tony’s house. Her face was still flush.

“What do you mean? I was fucking Aunt Saige. She wanted me to impregnate her as part of my punishment,” I said.

“Adam. Are you listening to yourself right now? Does any of that sound sane?” Aunt Lauren asked.

Why was Aunt Lauren of all people the only one in that was excluded from the rules? It might have to do with her trip to Bermuda.

“Perhaps not, but you don’t have to worry about me. Every female in my life punishes me like that. My teachers. My boss. You seem to be the only one that finds it strange.”

“I just don’t understand. I don’t understand at all,” Aunt Lauren said.

“Neither do I at first, but you don’t have to worry about it,” I said.

“I do worry about it. Adam, you are still a young man, so you probably believe you are living a sex fantasy but believe me, eventually, it will warp your perception about sex and females. And in a world where you are punished with sex, what’s stopping you from becoming an evil person?” She said. “I’ll come in at school and make sure the headmaster and teachers know not to punish you like that. If they do punish you like that.”

Goddamnit. How do I get her to mind her own business?

“Listen… you don’t have to worry about me, alright? I’m fine. I’ll behave and won’t get punished,” I lied. I’ll probably get “punished” regardless of whether I want to or not.

We pulled up the school and got up. Aunt Lauren was determined to accompany me.

We entered school grounds and was immediately stopped by none other than the patrolling policewoman of our school, Molly. Police Officer Molly had a stern expression as she stopped us.

“Bag check,” Molly said.

“What’s this about?” Aunt Lauren asked.

“I’m sorry maam, but your son is a troublemaker. I’m under orders to check his bags before he enters school grounds.” The mocha goddess explained.

At that, I panicked. I realized I had prepped for today not counting on Aunt Lauren on following me. In my preparation, I had known Officer Molly would check my bags and my locker and prepared something for her there. I couldn’t help it. My dick loved the taste of her ass and wanted more. I sweated as I handed my bag over and observed my aunt and Molly.

Officer Molly unzipped the backpack and looked inside. Some books, journals, my pencil case, and then she pulled my little surprise out of the bag I left for her. Molly reached in and pulled out a long dildo I swiped from Aunt Saige’s stash. Aunt Lauren’s jaw dropped to the floor, and she stared at me angrily. I shrugged. Molly frowned and still had a stern expression on her face.

“Care to explain this?” Molly asked.

“Oh, geez. How did that get there,” I said. “Ahh, you know what I think my Aunt must have put it in there by accident.”

Aunt Lauren reddened and said, “I did not!”

Not you, I thought.

“Bringing a weapon to school is a very punishable offense, Mr. Grant,” Molly said. “What am I to do with you?”

“A weapon?” Aunt Lauren said. “You must be joking.”

“No, Maam. I’m afraid your son will have to face the consequences,” Molly said.

“He’s not my son and the consequences? You’re not going to expel him over a little prank in his bag, are you?” Aunt Lauren asked.

I tried to hide in myself, yet my penis was exalted.

“I’ll have to show him the dangers of such a weapon first hand. It’s really the only way a troublemaker like him will learn,” Molly replied.

“W-what the heck does that mean?” Aunt Lauren asked.

I sighed. I could probably guess by now what that means.