Take your punishment

"No,' you whimper weakly. Struggling and squirming helplessly as you are pinned under your big brother's powerful thighs and hard cock.

SMACK

A stinging slap lands on your soft ass, sending violent vibrations throughout your soft, supple flesh.

TWACK

Another blow travels through your pillowy soft cheeks sending wet, whimpery, tearful tremors across your helpless form.

SLAP

You cry out desperately. "Puh puh please! Stop!"

SMACK

THWACK

SMACK

You are a yelping, yielding mess. Your cheeks burning bright red, as is your blushing face. You feel your pathetic cock shudder and spurt shamefully as unrelenting blows **** the cum out of you in a confusing spiraling collapse.

"Are you ready to be a good girl?" Cool balm kisses your stinging skin in the form of slippery lube and kneading hands. Kneading needful moans out of your drooling, pouty lips. Unforgiving fingers slipping inside you, alighting nerves you never knew you had, sending out painfully pleasureable pangs throughout your suffering, supple skin. Making you so ready and willing to be broken.

"Yuh yuh yesssssss! I'll be guh guh GOOD! PLEASE BREAK ME!" You hear your brother's low laugh vibrate through you as his cockhead slips inside you.

THWACK

SHHLP

SMACK

SLLLP

THWACK

Brutal blows and terrible thrusts blend together. Pain and pleasure, the endorphins of agony and the euphory of ecstasy entwine in a sticky, spasmy, sweltering kiss. Forcing squirty, shuddery, spurty squirts from your limp little clit. Making you feel grateful for every punishing blow, every pleasurable thrust. Your softest, most sensitive innards conflicted with your silky, smooth supple skin enduring the punishment you realize you must deserve.

"Unh uh fuh buh muh meeee pluh" You dribble out a prayer of penance even as your body submits entirely to your tortuous, terrible, tantalizing tormentor. You can no longer tell where punishment ends and play begins.

"Now...nnnh now your ready to be my good...unh...little...ngh...BITCH!" Brad fills you with his seed and it feels like a balm to your brutalized body. You whimper and yelp incoherent gratitudes to your new master. And you wonder idly, will you try to earn his play...or his punishment next time. Worse still, you wonder if you will be able to tell the difference