New Pleasure Time Rules
A Fictional Story by Lotsashame.
We got a two-bedroom apartment together, which I at first thought was so we could have guests stay. I found out the real reason after all of our things were moved in. I was led by the hand to the guest room. “Now for the big surprise, me love! This is your bedroom!” I was perplexed. “I don’t understand.” She sat on my new single bed and patted the mattress, inviting me over. “Well, little dick boys can’t be sharing a room and having sex with their mommy. It’s wrong. Also, what do you really expect me to get out of it?”
Humiliated, turned on, and sad I was losing access to “normal sex,” I responded. “If that’s the case, why is all my stuff in your room?”
She ruffled my hair. “What an observant boy you are! Well, that is so mommy can make changes to your wardrobe whenever she likes and encourages you to only be in my room naked. You will go into my room naked, pick up the outfit I have selected, walk back to your room, then get dressed. Any complaints about what I have chosen will be punished!”
I looked at the floor, still sad I wouldn’t be having sex with the girl of my dreams. I was partly hoping this was just roleplay and at some time in the future I would get to have sex with her again. She seemed to sense this and hugged me. “Don’t be sad, sweety; this is better for you. Release time is now wanky time, and rather than me releasing you on Saturday as usual, please ask permission. You have to come to me and ask ‘mommy can I have wankey time now please?’. If you don’t ask, you don’t get. Once you are done, you come straight to me and say, ‘I made cummies, mommy, please lock my little winky’. I will clean up your mess and lock you in your cage. Do you understand?” Just being told the new rules was making me so horny. “Yes, mommy, I understand!”
“Someone seems excited. You’ll love your new present even more.” With that, she moved over to the wardrobe and bent over, reaching into a bag. As she bent over, her skirt rode up ever so slightly, showing that she was not wearing underwear, teasing me further. After she was done teasing me with her ass and just the tiniest peek of pussy she returned with my gift. It was a pink laptop adorned with many humiliating stickers, some of which we hadn’t even talked about yet. Some of the stickers were things like: cuckie, beta, wank addict, sissy, tiny cock, and prejac. The most humiliating one was center stage on the laptop and much larger than the others. ‘MOMMIES LITTLE HAND HUMPER’ with a red lipstick symbol at the end. Utterly humiliating, which also meant I was now very, very horny.
“This will be your new wank playmate. No internet, so only preloaded porn for you. Mommy needs to know what you are watching. Don’t worry though, I already put your favorite porn on there with some new additions. Shall we have a look?” I took the laptop from her with a “thank you, mommy, let’s please mommy.” I moved the laptop over to the desk and sat down. Mommy leaned over me with her breasts leaning on my shoulder. When I opened the laptop, I was greeted with a password screen and the user name “lil’ dick’. “Oh, how silly of me!” she proceeded to quickly enter a password so incredibly long that, even if I had not been so horny, there’s no way I could learn. Another reminder that I would need to ask for permission.
The laptop booted up to a desktop with a single folder named ‘wankey time’. I looked up at her for approval, and she nodded. Once I opened the folder, there were three folders within: ‘porn for perv’, ‘my favorite lady ‘, and ‘reminders’. “Leave my favorite lady until last; that’s my special addition.” I opened up porn for Perv; it contained my classic porn from my old laptop, lots of girl-on-girl (I didn’t like regular porn, as looking at dicks bigger than mine made me self-conscious, which was nearly all porn with men). I smiled; it seemed it was all there, so I went back to reminders. This was full of all my SPH porn, lots of still images of girls flashing pinkies, small penis signs, and videos of women mocking the viewer for being under-endowed. Finally was my favorite lady. It contained pictures of my girlfriend-turned-mommy in sexy outfits. Not a single one was she naked, but it was arousing nonetheless.
“All this moving has made me tired, so I’m getting an early night. You may stay up and explore your new toy, and as it’s Saturday tomorrow I bet you’ll wank to pick out what you want for wankey time.” I was kissed on the forehead and began to leave the room. She paused at the doorway and turned to speak. “I forgot two quick things!” “First…..” She brought her phone out of her bra and started taping away. A notification popped up on the laptop: “Mommy has given you 5hr.00.m.00s wankey time! Congratulations! Laptop will return to login menu after this period. Best cum quickly!”. More kinky restrictions, I was both dreading this and loving it. “I won’t always be this generous, but as your mini dick is locked up, I don’t see the harm. Now the next thing,” another notification popped up along with the webcam light coming on. “Beta recording in progress. Mommy is watching you.”
“Have fun, my dear. Don’t rub your cage too hard and hurt yourself; you have real wankey time tomorrow!” She blew me a kiss and waited for my response. “Thank you, mommy, for my present and taking care of me!” I sincerely meant that. She walked away waving her pinky. “Anything for my baby dick.” I spent the next five hours exploring my porn files. I let the girl-on-girl porn run in the background so I had a constant sound of female moaning while I jumped between the pictures of my dommymommy and SPH porn. All the while tugging on my cage and humping anything I thought could get me off. After my time was up, there was an alarm sound from the laptop and a short message, “wankey time over loser! If you didn’t cum tough! Go tell mommy and get back in the cage where you belong”, before returning to the home screen. I went to bed pent up and desperate to cum. The plan was to ask mommy for wanky time first thing in the morning.
*****
I woke up horny and leaking precum. With A huge smile on my face, I put on my dressing gown and rushed to the living room to ask for my release. As I approached, I noticed my girlfriend sat at the counter with her laptop on a Zoom call. I cautiously stood back and waited for her to finish and acknowledge me. Instead, she asked who she was talking to, waited a moment, and turned to me. “Morning, sweety. I hope you slept well. Can I help you?” I needed release but was very nervous. “Are you muted, baby?” She giggled. “No, MOMMY is not muted.” I cringed at the fact that whoever she was talking to heard that. “It’s ok, then it can wait.” I didn’t really feel like it could; if it was possible to die of hornyness I was close. But I would have rather waited than humiliate myself in front of a stranger. I was flashed an evil grin by my mistress. “Could it, or would you like to ask now and get an extra ten minutes?” she finished with a wink. I was conflicted; I might need those ten minutes, depending on her plan; that could easily be 11 minutes of playtime.
I swallowed my pride; it was just some random on the other side, right? “‘Mommy, can I have wankey time now, please?” I could hear laughter coming from the laptop, and it seemed to come from two sources. “Of course you can! Go to your room, get undressed, and wait.” As I walked back to my room, I could hear one of the people on the call ask, “Oh my god, was that your boyfriend?” I was too horny to care who it was at this point.
I sat and waited patiently for my mommy. She came in waving her key at me. “Are you ready to play with your tiny winky?” I nodded enthusiastically as she opened the laptop and entered the password. “There are going to be some new rules today, though. After I watched your performance last night, I recommend you work on self-control. No more jumping between all your different porn; you tell mommy now what porn you want to watch, and I’ll open it for you.” She opened the wankey time folder, and I noticed the subfolders were now also password protected. “As a bonus, if you pick ‘my favorite lady,’ I’ve added some new photos.” She knelt and started teasing the tip of my cage with my key. I shivered with pleasure and hoped the new pictures included nudity. “I pick ‘my favorite lady’ mommy.” “Oh, someone wants to jerk their little dicky to their mommy? You total perv.” She kissed my cage and unlocked me. Next she unlocked the folder on the laptop as she leaned over; her scent drove me wild.
Once I was loose, my tiny cock was throbbing hard and already rubbing it. “Awh, I bet you are the only person excited to get their hands on that pathetic cocklette. Or should I say fingers! I’m concerned about how you are treating your team member. I don’t want you to make yourself sore, two fingers only from now on, young man! Wanking with a hand is for big boys, and you are certainly not that!” I pouted and switched to pinching my dick and stroking. “Good, it suits you. Now let me load up your mommy porn and set your time.” The new pictures were certainly more erotic but were still not nudes. Lots of bikini pictures and her in short skirts just barely showing ass cheeks. “Mommy has given you 1hr.10.m.00s wankey time! Congratulations! The laptop will return to the login menu after this period. Best cum quickly!” the laptop screen flashed, along with “Beta recording in progress. Mommy is watching you.” I was already tugging on my mini meat furiously. ” Have fun, baby. But before I go, kiss me on each of my cheeks and say thank you.” I stood up without stopping wanking and kissed her face on either side, “Thank you so much mommy’. I was met with an evil giggle and pushed back firmly into my chair. “No, honey, wrong cheeks!” She turned around and bent over slightly. So horny, my lips met with both her cheeks. “Thank you, mommy.” She walked out of the room wiggling her ass, and I watched her leave while stroking.
I lost track of how long I was stroking; I was edging over and over again to get the most out of my time. While I was deciding which photo to blow my load over, the image was suddenly blocked by a message. “Wankey time over loser! If you didn’t cum tough! Go tell mommy and get back in the cage where you belong.” No! couldn’t be! Even after the laptop returned to the home screen, I kept wanking. I needed to cum; I couldn’t go back in the cage without cuming. I came to the mental image of me kissing my girlfriend’s ass. I let out a deep sigh of pleasure and bathed in the glow of after orgasm bliss. “Time to go see mommy and get you locked away, I said to my shrivled pecker.
I went back to the living room. My mistress was still at her laptop chatting. I stood there naked with cum dripping from the tip of my dickey. I looked like a shamed boy who just woke up from a wet dream and was crying to his mommy. She looked over to me and said nothing. I know what she wanted me to say, but instead I went with. “You’re still chatting online?” She sighed in annoyance, “No, I finished chatting with my Mom and sister; now I’m talking to my friend from work.” I flinched in horror that was her mother and sister before!? “Now what do you want? And don’t tell me it can wait because,” she looked down at my dripping pee pee, “it clearly can’t.” What were the odds I’d ever see this friend? “‘I made cummies, mommy, please lock my little winky.” “Of course, honey, give me sec, Kate.” She grabbed my hand and led me to the bathroom. The path was past her laptop; I prayed it was not a video call.
While in the bathroom, my girlfriend got on her knees and started to examine my penis. “Did my little guy have fun? Time to clean up your cum and make you safe and secure again. While we are at it, this pubic hair is going!” She grabbed the shower head and set it to the coldest setting. While touching my penis to shave me every time it looked as though I was getting hard, I was blasted with cold water to the pinky dick. After a while, I was Clean, hairless, and shrunken to pathetic levels. “So cute! Before you go back in the cage, I neeeeed a picture!” She pulled out her phone and pointed it at me, clearly getting my full body in the picture. “Smile and say I’m mommy’s baby dick!” I meekly smiled and did as I was told. “Oops, that was a video! Oh well, good enough.” My little dick was then locked away again. “Now go to my room, get dressed, and come to the living room; we’re going to have a movie night.” I walked past the laptop again, hoping no one was there to see. I got dressed, and my mistress and I watched a movie.
The rest of the night was almost like having my regular girlfriend back. We watched a film, ate takeout, and cuddled. The only humiliating moment was during the film “Bedazzled”. During the locker room scene when a reporter rejects the main character for having a tiny penis, my girlfriend chimed in. “Awh, that’s sad. She’s missing out on having her own pet little dick beta. They have their own uses, don’t they?” I nodded in agreement. “Yess, mommy, we do.” At about 12, I was sent to bed with a kiss.
While lying in bed, gently humping my mattress as I drifted off to sleep, I suddenly heard stomping towards my room. The door flew open, and there was my mommy, furious. “You couldn’t go one day without breaking the rules!?”. At first I was confused. She clicked her fingers, ordering me out of bed. “When your time is up, you take your fingers off your little clitty and come straight to me!” Oh, that. She sat on the edge of my bed and yanked my pj’s around my ankles. I was then dragged over her knees. My cage was pulled between my legs and squeezed between my thighs. “Repeat after me as I spank you! I am a naughty boy.” SPANK SPANK SPANK. The way my balls were placed meant glancing blows on my ass would strike my balls. Despite this, I did as I was told. “I’m lucky mommy lets me touch my baby cock.” SPANK SPANK SPANK. “When I displease mommy, I will be punished.”
SPANK SPANK SPANK.
“The rules mommy gave me are what beta losers like me need.”
SPANK SPANK SPANK.
“Thank you, mommy, for teaching me my place, and I’m sorry for disappointing her!” One final spank signaled my punishment was over. I stood up. All the pain, humiliation, shame, and shock had left me with tears in my eyes. “Good, I’m glad you’re crying; your personality is starting to match your dick. Hopefully this teaches you that disobedience will not be tolerated! I will also make changes to your ‘porn for perv’ folder as further punishment. Now go to bed; we can talk about it more tomorrow.” I went to sleep with a sore butt and balls but also a little curious about the changes that were made to my porn.
*****
It had been a week since my last release and my brutal punishment. The week had gone by relatively normally, with the exception that my girlfriend and I had taken to masturbating very loudly in the room next door at least twice a night. She would make sure to moan phrases like: “now this is a real cock!”, “I can’t believe I was being penetrated by a tiny pecker for so many years!”, “I wish I had made this dildo my boyfriend”, and my seemingly personal favorite, “I need to find a real cock like this”. I’m not sure if this was part of my punishment or just a natural progression of my training. Either way, I was already desperate for my next release.
I walked into the living room hoping my Mommy was not on a Zoom call again. Luckily, she was alone playing retro PlayStation games. “‘Mommy, can I have wankey time now, please?” She paused her game and threw the controller aside with a sigh. “Honestly, after last week, I want to say no. Will you promise to be a good boy?” “I promise to be a good boy.” She stood up and smiled. “And what do you do when your time is up?” I looked to the floor in shame. “I take my fingers off my clitty and go see mommy.” My girlfriend nodded in response and began leading me to my room.
She sat me at the computer and opened the laptop. “So what porn does my chronic little wank addict want to watch today? Personally, I recommend ‘reminders’ to pull your cocklette to.” I love some SPH porn, but I felt I had a lot of small penis humiliation in the last two weeks. Sometimes even betas want to watch some normal porn. “Porn for perv please!” Mommy burst into laughter. “Wrong choice, loser! You are not going to like what I did to it!” She opened up one of my favorite girl-on-girl scenes; both the vaginas and the tits were censored out. Not subtly either, “no pussy for small dicked losers” covered their pussies and “I will obey mommy” over their tits.
“Every single one of your ‘big boy videos’ is like this now and they will not go back to normal. Don’t ever disobey me again or I can easily make things worse.” She knelt and unlocked my penis, then gave the tip a tiny kiss. “Have fun, little pee pee, and remember small cock beta jerk off with their fingers!” The kiss on my dick was the first time in a long time my girlfriend had been intimate with my penis, so I almost came there and then. “Mommy has given you 00hr.30.m.00s wankey time! Congratulations! The laptop will return to the login menu after this period. Best cum quickly! Beta recording in progress. Mommy is watching you.” Half time I had to get stroking.
As I fiddled with my punny dicklet and went through each of my girl-on-girl videos. True to mommy’s word, it was all censored with demeaning slogans. “Beta loser”, “Mommie’s little wanker”, “sissy”, “cuckie”. After ten minutes, I realized I was jerking off to what was written just as much as the hidden female nudity and girlish moans. I was clicking through each porn, excited to see each new humiliating censor. Not wanting to break the rules again, I gave in to the phrase that pushed me over the edge. A video of two girls, pantsless, pleasing themselves, and written over their moist pussies was “My hand is my girlfriend”. “Wankey time over loser! If you didn’t cum tough! Go tell mommy and get back in the cage where you belong”. I had come just in time.
I started to make my way to the living room, then froze in horror. I could hear two voices! What did I do? If I took too long, I would be punished, but being humiliated by a stranger was too far. I chose the compromise and coughed loudly from the corner. Without any hesitation, my girlfriend yelled, “Are you done with your little wank?” Giggling followed the question. “Yes, mommy.” Oh god, the yes, mommy was automatic; I really only meant to say yes. “Then come here, you know the rules.” I stepped out from around the corner, srivled, naked and leaking. The girl sitting next to my mistress was stunning; she had sleeve tattoos, piercings, black hair, and a gothic outfit that complemented her look. I stared into her eyes. I had such a big crush from the outset, which made this worse. Both stared at me, smiling and giggling. “Well?” my mommy said in glee. I knew what I had to say, and part of me wanted to do it to get this all over with faster, but I really didn’t want to say it in front of such a beautiful girl. But I didn’t want to face punishment, and it wasn’t getting any warmer in the room.
“I made cummies, mommy, please lock my little winky.” My girlfriend’s friend burst into laughter. “Now this is priceless!” My mistress got up from the sofa, grabbed some wet wipes, and began cleaning my cocklette and raisins. “It’s so cute, isn’t it? I felt such a tiny penis boy didn’t need a girlfriend; what they really need is a dommy mommy.” Her friend smirked while maintaining eye contact with me. “You are absolutely right there! I’m surprised you saw his tiny worm and gave him any girlfriend time.” She leaned forward and pointed right at my junk. “That there is a virgin penis and should have stayed that way.
In a way, I think it’s cruel to give little dicks pussy, they can’t please them, and they miss the feeling when they inevitably have sex taken away from them.” My mommy had finished cleaning my penis and suddenly stood up. “Oh, how rude of me. I haven’t introduced you two. Claire, this is my live-in beta boy. Beta, this is my friend and tattooist, Claire.” I nodded at her. “A pleasure to meet you.” I was then met with a look of disgust. “Is that how you greet a superior woman?” she pointed her leg towards me. I was pushed to my knees by my mistress. “I’m so sorry he’s still early in training. Kiss your alpha’s feet, Beta!” I got to work, worshiping her knee-high leather boots. “Good, that’s better. Now keep her company while I go clean your cage. I didn’t get a chance yet.” My mommy left for the bathroom.
I was left alone with Claire. “So sissy, what were you pulling your pud to?” She used her foot to raise my penis so she could see it clearly. “Girl on girl, miss.” Claire let out a hearty chuckle. “Oh really? Didn’t expect you to be a vanilla perv. Don’t worry, your Mommy will soon change that.” She clicked her fingers, ordering me to stand. “It’s good you like girl on girl because you’ll be seeing a lot more of me. Best you start calling me Aunty Claire, and soon it’ll be me also be mommy,” she ended with a wink and began leaning back in the sofa. I was starting to get hard again seeing my mommy and Claire rolling around in erotic bliss.
My mommy returned cage in hand. “ok back in the willy goes! What were you two talking about?” She began to attempt to lock me back up, but my stiffening penis was presenting a problem. “Your beta was just telling me about his little lesbian fetish.” My mistress smiled at her while still fumbling with my cage. “Yes, he does love to watch women play, bless him. He can’t watch regular porn.” My mommy placed her hand to the side of her mouth to fake a whisper, “Big boy cocks intimidate him!” Claire laughed once again, “Well, of course they do! But Don’t worry, they make porn for people like you. It’s called small penis humiliation porn!” My mommy chuckled despite slowly growing frustrated at not being able to put my cage back on. “Well, he does like that too. It’s how I found out he was such a beta. I walked in on him beating away like a maniac to girls telling him he had a pathetic pin dick. I’m pretty sure his SPH folder is larger than his girl-on-girl folder. ” Claire started to applaud for me. “I’m proud of you that you appreciate girls telling you the truth about your baby dick. My advice is that should be the only thing you flick your bean to. Really reinforce your lack of edownment and submit to women at the same time!”
My mommy gave up on my cage as I was now fully erect. “Well, I advised him to do that today, but he ignored me. Luckily I had already censored it.” Claire placed both her hands over her mouth in a half gasp. “Your mommy made you censor beta porn? AND YOU JERKED OFF TO IT? You are just too cute! Tell me what was better to jerk off to, classic girl on girl or your mommy’s sissy safe porn?” I had to be honest. “Mommy’s sissy safe porn, Aunty Claire.” ” Wow, you truly are a loser! You could’ve lied. I mean, me and your mommy would have known you were lying, but it’s worth a shot, right? And you’re already calling me Aunty Claire; you really are born to serve strong women.” My mommy stood up with her hands on her hips. “Well, right now he’s not doing A good job serving with that little stiffy! Time for a cold shower, I think.” Claire stood up and kissed my mommy on the cheek. “No need, let Aunty Claire handle this.” She approached me and placed her hands on each of my shoulders. “Now thank me after each one.”
“Each what…” WACK! Her knee was slammed right in between my legs. She left it there, grinding into my little cock and balls. I gave a pleading look to my mommy in pain. “Don’t give me those eyes. Should I want you back in the cage now, and I bet you’re secretly excited that Aunty Claire is touching your widdle winky. Speaking of which, what do you say?” I groaned in agony, even though the blow had shocked me. Limper, the rough grinding was turning me on, too. “Thank you, Aunty Claire!” As her knee left my balls, my mommy examined my penis. “Still too hard for the cage, Claire!” I was given an evil smile. “No! Please no!” I begged.
WACK.
Claire ground her booted knee into my privates once again. “Are you really begging me to stop? This may be your only chance for someone other than your mommy to touch that pathetic sissy clit. So how about you get yourself a treat and beg me FOR the next one?” I thanked her, and she lowered her leg. Mommy inspected me once again. “He is probably soft enough to go back in his cage. But what do you think, honey?” I had already been told what to do, and I had to be a good boy. “Please Aunty Claire, punish my little clitty”. She kissed my cheek. WAAACK. The hardest yet. The prior arousal, shock, and contact with Claire led me to spurt from my tiny member onto her boots. I then crumpled to the floor.
My mommy was half pleased, half disappointed; I was rolled over, cleaned, and caged. “I’m happy that you enjoyed your time with Aunty Claire, but you can’t cum without permission. You also came on her boots! Both will be punished. Please get up, go to my room, and get dressed. Claire and I are going out for the whole day. We expect you in bed by the time we return.” My mommy kissed my lips as she pointed me out of the room. As I left, Claire waved and said, “Looking forward to seeing more of you, cuck!”.
After doing all my chores and going to bed, I heard my mommy and Aunty Claire come home in the early hours. They were drunkenly stumbling around and laughing. My mommy’s bedroom door slammed. I then heard the noises of them making love. This was the first time in my relationship I was cucked, and it was by a gorgeous girl. I was so horny and couldn’t wait for the next week.
*****
I woke up the next morning after my ball busting and listening to my mommy and Aunty Claire making love all night. I left my room naked to go to mommy’s room to get my clothes. When I got there, there were no clothes laid out for me. I wandered into the living room. “Mommy, where are my clothes?” I covered my caged dicklette when I saw Aunty Claire sitting alone watching TV. “Sorry, loser, your mommy isn’t here today. She left you a note.”She pointed to the kitchen counter. I picked up the paper and began to read.
“Sorry, sweety, I had to go see my sister and mother this week. I know you’ll miss me, so I asked Aunty Claire to take care of you while I’m gone. Don’t worry, I’ll be back by Saturday for your wankey time!. I have one task for you though, you need to be punished for cumming without permission and cumming on Claire’s boots. But you have a choice of punishments; you can either beg her to spank you, or you can beg her to show your little willy to one of her friends. Please make sure to beg convincingly and thank her afterward. Love you, my beta xxx”
Best to get my punishment out of the way quickly. “I’m sorry, Aunty Claire, for making cummies on your boot. Will you please spank my ass as punishment?” She chuckled, not taking her eyes off the TV. “No, I don’t feel like touching you. Try again.” She had clearly read the note. I swallowed nervously. “Please show my cock to one of your friends as punishment.” Aunty Claire let out a big laugh and shut off the TV. “Cock? Feeling like a big boy today? Ask again properly. Last chance, or the punishment will be you knocking on every door in the apartment building naked and telling them you miss wanking over your mommy.” There was no way I was doing that, so I dropped to my knees and started kissing her feet. “I’m sorry, Auntie Claire, please show my baby clitty to one of your friends as punishment!” She patted me on the shoulder for me to take a seat. “That’s better. Would you like to pick who?”
We went through her contact list together. As she was a tattooist, she had a lot of people in her phone. She described which girls would find it funniest, which girls were size queens, and which girls she didn’t know well. After a while she looked at me and said, “Maybe you would prefer me to show one of my male friends?” I shook my head furiously. “No, please, Aunty Claire, anything but that!” She returned to her phone, smiling. “Oh, you really don’t like that! Noted for the future.” I finally decided on a 46-year-old woman named Emily. Aunty Claire described her as stern and serious, so I was hoping she wouldn’t even entertain the message. “Ok, stand for the video, beta!” I stood, but then realized what she said. “Not a picture?” She started pointing her phone at me. “Picture was never mentioned, sissy! No, wiggle your little cage and proudly say, “My aunty Claire pleases my mommy because my little winky can’t.” I complied with the order. DING. It was sent. “If you are a good boy, I’ll let you see her reply.” “Thank you, Aunty Claire, for my punishment.” “You are welcome! Now are you going to get dressed or what?” I blushed. “Mommy didn’t leave me any clothes…” She sighed and stood up. “So, as your new cuckie sitter, that’s my job? Go get showered; there will be clothes waiting when you are done.”
When I entered the bathroom, there were clothes strewn all over the floor. From the look of them, they were Aunty Claire’s. A perverse thought entered my head. I reached down and took her panties out of her jeans. They were black with cartoon skulls all over them, very her. I started to sniff the crotch while fiddling with my cage. I could feel my sissy stick leaking as I rubbed and smelled. Lost in my own horny world, I was snapped away. “Do you not fucking learn? You were literally just punished!” I turned around, panties still pressed to my nose. “Are you enjoying yourself?” She smirked as I nodded in shame. She approached me, took her panties from me, and started rubbing them on my nose. “You like that smell?”
I moaned in pleasure. “Yes, I do.” I was then slapped in the face, and my face was locked in place. “Look me in the eye and tell me it’s your favorite smell!” I did as I was told, and the crotch of the panties was shoved on my lips. “Lick!” I licked long and hard, savoring the flavor. “Now tell me you would do anything to taste where it came from!” As I licked and inhaled, I confirmed, ” I promise I would do anything for this taste!” She dropped her panties and gave me a long, deep kiss. “Remember what you said, beta! It will be important! But anyway, this little perverted act was well timed. I was just thinking as I went through your clothes that mommy doesn’t have anything humiliating for you to wear. So your punishment is now to pick up my panties and wear them!” I blushed, got down, and slipped into her panties. I’m slim, and her hips were on the wider side, so the fit wasn’t too bad. If anything, they were a little baggy in the crotch.
She smiled, admiring me. “Good little dicks belong in panties, don’t you agree?” I nodded to Aunty Claire. She started to leave the room while saying, “Finish your shower and get dressed. I think our week together will start with a shopping trip tomorrow for more appropriate clothing. So get all your chores done today.”
When it started to get late, I was sent to bed. I fell asleep sniffing Claire’s panties while humping my mattress. I didn’t care my smell was mixed in; I was so horny. Only one day gone with Aunty Claire and I was already dying from my wankey time. Hopeful that tomorrow’s shopping would be calm and relaxed.
The End.
