"That doesn't mean you're not still going to get your bottom smacked when I think you deserve it" she said.
"Of course not" said Paul.
"And I'm still not going to let you be all silly about being modest just because you've grown a few hairs down there" she said.
Paul didn't respond to this, deciding that this was an issue best be tackled another time, when he was dressed.
"Now, why don't you get dressed and come down for dinner. It'll be ready in fifteen minutes" said Felicity.
"Alright" said Paul.
Felicity gave him one last kiss and got up from the bed. She left his room, closing the door behind her.
Paul heaved a huge sigh of relief and spent a couple of minutes just laying on his bed, regaining his composure "Oh thank God for that!" he said quietly.
He got up, got dressed, and with a final sigh, headed downstairs for dinner.
CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
Wendy knocked on the door very quietly. It all seemed silent, and the short guest-house corridor was empty. She was afraid she might have the wrong room, but there weren't too many options from her to choose from. Alan stood nervously beside her. He had barely recovered from his spanking and knew he'd be in big trouble if his mother found him out of his room now. He also knew he'd be in even bigger trouble if he disobeyed Wendy.
"Who is it?" came a quiet voice from inside.
"It's me, Wendy, the girl from dinner" said Wendy, relieved that she had guessed right.
"What do you want?" came the voice again.
"I just want to come in and talk to you for a second" said Wendy, injecting a note of urgency in her voice.
There was silence from within again, until Wendy heard a faint clicking noise and the door opened very slightly. Tracy peered out looking scared.
"It's alright" said Wendy "I need to tell you something. Something you'll really like."
"What?" asked Tracy suspiciously "And what's he doing here?"
"He's my slave. He does whatever I want him to do, and I wanted to tell you how you can make your brother your slave, so he'll do anything you want" said Wendy.
"Fuck off!" said the girl disbelievingly.
"No really, I can prove it to you. Just let me in" said Wendy.
"Prove it now!" said Tracy.
"Okay, what do you want him to do?" asked Wendy. Alan shuffled uncomfortably.
"Make him show me his willy" said Tracy.
"Alan, show the young lady your willy, please" said Wendy.
Alan groaned, but knowing his choices were extremely limited, and all very unpleasant, he undid his fly and pulled his penis out. Tracy stared at it, and then at Alan's face. It seemed obvious to Tracy that unless Alan was a very good actor, he was embarrassed and wasn't showing his willy because he wanted to, but because he had to.
"Make him make it go funny like before!" demanded Tracy.
"I will, just let us in" said Wendy.
"No, make him do it first" said Tracy.
"I can show you how to make your brother do it as well if you like, but you'll have to let us in" said Wendy.
Tray hesitated. The thought of being able to make her brother do whatever she wanted was unbelievably attractive, but she wasn't yet sure she believed Wendy.
"All right, if you're not interested" said Wendy and she turned away from the door to leave.
"No, wait!" said Tracy "Come in" she opened the door a little wider and stood aside.
Wendy entered with Alan reluctantly towing along behind. Tracy closed and locked the door behind them. The room was about the same size as Wendy's but somehow two single beds had been squeezed in. Light still poured through the thin curtains drawn across the window, and Wendy could clearly see Kevin lying in bed, just his head poking curiously out from under the covers.
Tracy stood in a yellow nightie, her twelve year old body almost visible through the light material, and she looked at Wendy challengingly "Make him do it then" she said.
"Why don't we introduce ourselves first" said Wendy "I'm Wendy, and this is my useless cousin Alan."
"I'm Tracy, dick shit over there's Kevin" said Tracy.
"Whore!" shouted Kevin.
"We're hoping he'll learn English soon" said Tracy sarcastically.
"And we're hoping she'll learn... not to be a whore soon" said Kevin, failing to summon a witty retort.
"He'll be eating out of your hand before you know it" said Wendy "Alan, my darling, why don't you get undressed."
"Undressed?" asked Alan, his heart beginning to beat heavily and adrenalin entering his blood stream in large quantities.
"Yes, you know, that's where you take off all your clothes and end up naked" said Wendy "Or are you going to embarrass me in front of Tracy and Kevin and make me very cross."
Alan swallowed hard and began to get undressed. He knew that these two children had already seen him naked and bawling like a little baby, but that didn't make it any easier.
"You see, once you've got them properly trained they'll do whatever you say" said Wendy "They do complain from time to time, and they do still try to be difficult, but you give them a good smack or some other punishment and they soon drop back into line again."
"How?" asked Tracy, looking across at Kevin wondering how it would be possible to turn such a brat into an obedient slave like this.
"I'm going to show you that in a minute, but you wanted a demonstration first remember?" said Wendy.
Tracy nodded.
"What a fucking wuss. I'd never do what a girl told me" said Kevin.
"You will Kevin, believe me. From now on you're going to do exactly as you sister says" said Wendy.
"You're a fucking loony" said Kevin "She's a fucking loony" he added for Tracy's benefit "And if you try and order me around I'll punch your fucking face in."
Alan stood, naked and nervous, his face red, his head down.
"Get it up then!" said Wendy.
Alan rubbed himself without success.
"Give it here" said Wendy impatiently and she grabbed his penis and rubbed it for him. It took only a few moments for Wendy to bring Alan to erectness. Tracy stared.
"Do you remember at dinner? When he had his willy out?" asked Wendy "I made him do that. And I made him get an erection as well."
"What's an erection" asked Tracy, beginning to regard Wendy with awe.
"That is" said Wendy pointing "When his willy gets hard it's called an erection.
Kevin stared fascinated. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. This boy had just stripped off and allowed his cousin to give him a stiffy in front of two girls.
"You're such a fucking gay loser pussy!" said Kevin.
"Shut up, arse wipe!" said Tracy.
"You shut up, dick head" said Kevin.
"Demonstration over, now let's talk about taming this monster here" said Wendy.
"Like shit you will!" said Kevin "What, did you get a Harry Potter magic wand for Christmas, or an alien mind control ray gun or something?" he sneered.
Wendy pulled her mobile phone out and moved to sit on Tracy's bed. Tracy instinctively sat next to her. Alan, feeling embarrassed and stupid put his hands in front of him to cover up his erection.
"Ah, ah, hands on head, pussy boy" said Wendy without looking up "And keep that thing hard, you're going to need it in a bit."
Alan put his hands on his head with a sigh, hoping to God that she wasn't going to make him wank again. Apart from the fear of his mother or aunt somehow knowing he had masturbated, the act itself was going to be agony anyway.
Wendy found the video of Kevin being spanked in the dining room and played it for Tracy's benefit.
"Oh my God!" Tracy yelled "Look at his thing!"
"That's an erection too" said Wendy "All boys get them."
Tracy collapsed in a fit of giggles and Kevin glared at the two girls from under his bedcovers.
"What are you doing?" he asked suspiciously "What are you watching?"
Wendy got up slowly and took the half pace necessary for her to be able to sit on his bed. She lowered the phone so that he could see the screen and she made sure she kept a tight grip on it.
Kevin's face reddened instantly, his eyes grew wide, his mouth dropped open and he gasped in disbelief.
"Give me that!" he said, as he snatched for the phone.
Wendy got up and crossed to Tracy's bed again, she sat down "I don't think so" she said.
"I'm gonna tell dad. You can't video stuff like that. Fucking delete it!" he shouted.
"No. I'm going to keep it" said Wendy "Tracy, is there anyone at school, in Kevin's class say, who maybe Kevin's got a crush on?"
"Yeh" said Tracy "Kira, he's always staring at her adoringly with big puppy dog eyes" she tried an impersonation of Kevin looking pathetically doting.
"I do not!" he shouted "Fuck off, whore!"
"Have you got her phone number?" asked Wendy.
"Uh, yeh, she's a friend of mine. We're in the same class, along with scumbag here" said Tracy.
"You're all in the same class?" asked Wendy.
"Yeh" said Tracy pulling out her own mobile phone.
"Perfect" said Wendy. Tracy found Kira's number and read it out to Wendy who tapped it on her keypad.
"Okay Kevin, here's the deal" said Wendy, looking at Kevin, her thumb poised over the send button "When my thumb presses this button, the video of you getting a beating from your dad, with your dick wobbling all over the place, and you bawling your eyes out like a baby and begging for mercy, is going to be sent to Kira."
"No fucking way!" shouted Kevin leaping out of bed. "Alan, keep him off me!" shouted Wendy as she turned her body away from Kevin and cuddled the phone protectively to her.
Quite frankly Alan couldn't have cared less if Kevin kicked seven shades of shit out of Wendy, but he knew if he didn't obey he'd have to pay the price. He grabbed Kevin and threw him back on his bed. "Just give it up" Alan said "You can't win!"
Kevin wasn't giving up that easily, he jumped off his bed and went straight for Wendy again. Alan stood in his way, grabbed him and threw him on the bed again. He sat on him to prevent a repeat performance.
"Right you've earned a really nasty punishment for that" said Wendy "Now where was I? Oh yes, so Kira gets the video, and from there, who knows, she could show it to anyone!"
"Or everyone" said Tracy catching on.
"It'll have to go on YouTube of course, and MySpace, and I'm sure Tracy can show her copy to all the girls in your class, and the boys" said Wendy.
"Don't!" said Kevin "Don't, please don't."
"So the deal is, you do as your told, exactly as you're told, with no arguments, no pissing about, or the video goes public, and everyone gets to see you begging for mercy, bawling your eyes out, and... what was the other thing? Oh yeh, your King Dong on public display" said Wendy "So you wanna cooperate or live the rest of your life in misery?"
"I'm not doin' anythin' rude" said Kevin.
"No Kevin, I don't think you get it. You do anything, everything, whatever we say, rude, disgusting, perverse, humiliating, painful, whatever. Your job, my little cupcake, is to keep us happy, 'cos then maybe we'll go easy on you, but... if you piss us off we'll make you do really bad shit" said Wendy.
"Well you can ram it up your arse then, 'cos I ain't gonna do it!" he said, sounding considerably more confident than he felt.
"Your funeral" said Wendy and she raised her mobile dramatically, bringing her thumb to the button in slow motion. Kevin watched, sweating. He tried to heave himself off the bed, but with Alan sitting on him he couldn't move. He tried to call Wendy's bluff; he didn't think she'd do it. But then he realised, why wouldn't she? Why would she bluff? Why should she give a toss either way? She wasn't going to have to live with the consequences. He thought about it. Kira would see it, she'd keep it secret for about a millisecond. By the time they got back to school next term everyone would have seen it. Even the younger kids. He'd never be able to show his face again.
Wendy shrugged "Okay then" she said, as a verbal punctuation and her thumb touched the button.
"No!" shouted Kevin "I give in" he added a lot more quietly.
"Give in? You mean you'll do as you're told no matter what we tell you to do?" asked Wendy.
Kevin hesitated, swallowed hard "Yes" he said quietly.
"Good boy, you're learning fast. Just remember though, if you give us any trouble I'll press that button so fast you won't be able to blink before it's gone" said Wendy with a smile. Kevin blinked, maybe for practise.
Tracy grinned at Kevin broadly, barely able to believe what had just happened, and wanting to find out exactly what all this meant.
"You can get up now, Alan" said Wendy. Alan stood up and moved to the end of the bed.
"Hands on head, I shouldn't need to tell you" she said. Alan put his hands on his head and stood glumly, wondering what horrors Wendy was going to put him through. He looked at Kevin, who had crawled back under his bed covers, and he could see how scared the boy was of what the girls might do to him, Alan hoped that Kevin would be the focus of their attention so he could be largely ignored.
"There's no point trying to hide, you little bastard" said Wendy "We can still see you, and in a minute we're going to be seeing a lot more of you."
Kevin lay still as though Wendy, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex, might not be able to spot him if he remained motionless. Wendy wasn't a Tyrannosaurus, though and she beckoned him with a finger "Out of bed, and over here!" she said.
Kevin crawled out from under the covers and planted his feet on the floor, still sat on the bed.
"Stand up!" said Wendy "This is a perfect example of being difficult. You've already earned a very serious punishment for trying to grab my phone from me and now you've earned another one for being difficult. Trust me, you don't want to earn another one as well."
Kevin stood up, his lower lip beginning to tremble as his limited imagination tried wrestle with the possibilities. He couldn't think beyond being naked, and being hurt in some way. That was bad enough.
"Lets have your pyjama top off shall we" said Wendy.
Kevin stared at her. He wasn't surprised, but somehow the reality of it; the arrival of the moment where his fears were being confirmed, was petrifying. He didn't move.
"Well then, maybe a better idea would be to have Tracy take it off for you" said Wendy.
"No! I'll do it!" said Kevin suddenly jerking into motion again.
"No, I think I'd like Tracy to do it. And it'll be a good lesson for you. If you hesitate or give me any trouble, things will get worse for you, just like this" said Wendy gleefully. Tracy literally bounded from the bed and grabbed Kevin's pyjama top. She pulled the buttons open one by one with a huge grin, exposing more and more of his pale chest and tummy.
"How do you like it now, shit face!" she said.
"Fuck off, bitch!" he yelled back.
Wendy smacked Kevin hard on the bottom and he yelped "Ow! Fuck, that hurt!" he complained loudly.
"You will speak to your sister nicely. If you say anything like that again I'm going to have Tracy take her slipper to your arse until you're crying your eyes out again" said Wendy sharply.
Kevin's expression became sullen. If he couldn't insult his sister what was there left to live for. And be nice to her? Fuck's sake!
Tracy pulled Kevin's pyjama top off exposing the top half of his body to them. Kevin blushed.
"Are you wearing pants or anything under there?" asked Wendy. Kevin blushed again and frowned.
"We're not allowed to wear underwear in bed" said Tracy "Mum says it's unhygienic."
"So when you take his pyjama trousers off he's going to be completely naked then?" asked Wendy, rubbing it in.
"Yep" said Tracy cheerfully "Stark bollock absolutely bare arsed naked!"
"Shut up!" said Kevin.
"He's not being nice to me" said Tracy feigning great upset.
"I warned you Kevin" said Wendy.
"I only said shut up. I didn't call her a whore or anything" he claimed.
"I said be nice, telling your sister to shut up isn't nice" said Wendy "When Tracy's finished undressing you she's going to give you a slippering."
"Nooo! Oh come on, I only said shut up" he whined.
"If you argue with me, I'm going to give you a slippering as well, and when I'm done Alan's going to give you one too, so don't fucking argue with me you little turd" said Wendy "You have no idea what evil things I can do to you."
Kevin stared at her fearfully, believing every word she said. He was scared. Very scared.
"Shall I take his pyjama trousers off now so we can get him naked and have a good look at that little willy of his" said Tracy, deliberately goading Kevin.
"Whenever you're ready" said Wendy.
"Do you think he'll have an erecting thing?" asked Tracy undoing the single button at the top of his trousers.
"Erection you mean? Well he might not have right now, but he will definitely have one in a minute" said Wendy.
Tracy was too excited to tease Kevin any more, she pulled his pyjama trousers down, and made him step out of them. Kevin's hands came down in front of his groin to make sure that neither of the girls saw his willy, and he stood shame faced staring at the floor.
"Hands on your head, arse features" said Tracy.
"Fu... " began Kevin, he shut his mouth tightly, and slowly raised his hands to the top of his head.
"Hmmmm, not very big right now" said Tracy peering very obviously at Kevin's willy.
"No pubic hair, still a little boy" said Wendy "Are you wanking yet?"
Kevin didn't answer. He couldn't believe she was asking such a rude and personal question.
"If I ask you a question I expect an answer" said Wendy as she slapped his sore bottom sharply again.
"No" he said quietly.
"Well that's going to change" said Wendy "You'll wank whenever Tracy asks you to."
Kevin's face clouded over darkly. His skin turned dark red and he nearly answered back.
"So get it up then" said Wendy.
"What?" asked Kevin.
"You little dick, your willy, penis, cock, prick, todger. Get it up!" said Wendy.
"Yeh we wanna see your little boy baby erection" said Tracy, thoroughly enjoying herself.
Kevin swallowed, not sure what to do. He thought about blagging it, but with the two girls watching him he was sure he'd make a complete fool of himself and they'd laugh. The utterly humiliating, but least humiliating of the two options, was for him to say "I don't know how" very quietly. So reluctantly, he did.
"Aw, he doesn't really know what he's doing yet" said Tracy "The camel featured little prick is all confused and shy."
"Well he is still a little boy" said Wendy, not easing Kevin's embarrassment one iota.
"Is he ticklish?" asked Wendy.
"Are you kidding? He'll piss himself" said Tracy, as her face lit up at the prospect.
Kevin was already quivering all over, and he felt incredibly vulnerable. His skin began to tingle and he felt like ants were crawling all over him.
Wendy reached up a hand and stroked it quickly across the side of his chest onto his tummy. Kevin bucked and screamed, his body doubled up and his hands flew from his head to protect himself.
"Too noisy" said Wendy "Someone'll hear us."
"We could gag him" said Tracy.
Wendy thought about for a moment. "No, let's save it for a punishment. He's already got two punishments coming, but if he gets a third. Well tie him to the bed, gag him, and tickle him until he pisses himself."
"Okay" said Tracy excitedly "There's no way he's going to be good and avoid another punishment."
Kevin recovered himself, his eyes darting desperately about the room for some form of rescue. He understood now, he needed to be good, really, really good.
"Just stand still, Kevin" said Wendy "If you move... well, I think you know what'll happen if you move."
Kevin locked his body rigid and waited in trepidation. Wendy brought her hand to his groin and took hold of his willy. Kevin gasped and recoiled slightly, but he didn't back off. The sensation of this girl touching him was a strange mixture of disgust and pleasure. He didn't know which of the two feelings to go with and so he just stood confused. Wendy stroked him, pulling his foreskin back and forth, and Tracy watched fascinated.
"Let me have a go" she said, and snatched Kevin's rapidly stiffening dick from Wendy's hand.
"Get off!" he said.
Tracy looked at Wendy for a response.
"What did I say?" asked Wendy.
"Yeh but, she's my sister, she can't fucking touch me, it's not right" he said, looking quite scared.
"Let's get one thing straight Kevin, and this is your last warning, she can do whatever she wants with you" said Wendy "If she wants to suck your dick she can. If she wants you to lick her pussy you'd better get licking. If she wants you to fuck, you'd better get fucking. She's the boss, and what she wants she gets, and nothing else matters."
Kevin gulped.
"I'm not fucking this dick weed" said Tracy.
"That's up to you" said Wendy.
"I want a real man, not some little baby" said Tracy "And there's no way I'm sucking anything, let alone his cock."
"Unless I said so" said Wendy.
"What do you mean?" asked Tracy.
"If I say you suck his cock, you'll suck his cock" said Wendy, looking at Tracy now.
"Fucking won't!" said Tracy staring back challengingly.
"You're forgetting, I have your spanking on video as well, including you flashing your fanny at everyone afterwards. I could give that to Kevin to show all his mates. In fact, if you like, we could swap you two over. I could give Kevin the video of you and delete the video of him. Then you've got nothing, and you can't control him any more, but he's going to have a field day with you" said Wendy.
Tracy looked like she'd just been slammed in the face by a sledgehammer. "You wouldn't do that" she said suddenly terrified. Kevin grinned.
"Boots on the other foot now, bitch" he said.
"That's definitely a punishment, Kevin" said Wendy.
"What? You said I was gonna be in charge" he complained.
"I was having a private conversation with your sister, which is none of your business. And I don't think I gave you permission to insult your sister. So I hope you're not too desperate for the toilet otherwise there's going to be a lot of piss in your bed to explain to your mummy in the morning" said Wendy.
"But, that's not fair, I thought..." blubbered Kevin.
"I don't care. If I were you I wouldn't think, it doesn't suit you" said Wendy. She turned back to Tracy.
"I don't want to" she said "I want you to go away from here, back home with all you need to keep this little bastard in his place. And you're going to have the time of your life while he suffers. So is it so much to ask that in exchange you do whatever I say while were here?"
Tracy stared in shock, this was unforeseen turn of events and she didn't like it.
"I could ask Kevin if he'll swap with you" Wendy suggested.
"I'll swap" said Kevin "I'll be better than her, I swear."
"Shut up Kevin!" said Wendy.
Tracy nodded slowly "Alright" she said, and then she turned to Kevin "Yeh shut up you little shit bag, I'm so gonna make you pay!"
"So go on then" said Wendy.
"Go on then... what?" asked Tracy terribly afraid she knew the answer already.
"Suck it!" said Wendy with a grin. She sat back slightly on the bed and played with her phone again.
"No!" said Tracy "I can't."
"Okay then if you want to change your mind. It looks like Kevin's going to be the boss, and I'm guessing that's gonna mean a lot of cock sucking to come" said Wendy.
"Yeh!" said Kevin "A lot!" He seemed to suffer a sudden epiphany "Uh, not mine though!" he added.
"Fuck!" shouted Tracy. She grabbed Kevin's flaccid penis and shoved it in her mouth. She sucked, and suffered the dreadful sensation of him hardening in her mouth. She gagged and withdrew him.
"Keep going" said Wendy, recording the whole show. Tracy just kept him inside her mouth, sucking, but keeping her tongue as far away from it as possible.
"That'll do" said Wendy "I think he's erect again."
Tracy pulled her head away swiftly, leaving Kevin's inordinately long and pencil thin penis sticking up in front of him.
"Time for his spanking" said Wendy "But first, I think you should take your nightie off."
"Oh please, no!" said Tracy.
"Stand up, nightie off, chop chop!" said Wendy refusing to listen to any argument.
Tracy stood up, and took the hem of her nightie in her hands.
"Why can't I keep it on, please..." said Tracy.
"Off!" said Wendy, thoroughly enjoying her exercise of power.
Tracy lifted her nightie over her head, exposing her finely haired pussy and small breasts to the room. Kevin stared at her, and along with Alan's, his penis grew even stiffer. Tracy sat down again.
"Over you go" said Wendy, giving Kevin a shove. He bent over reluctantly, but it was only when Tracy settled him in the right position that he felt the full humiliating horror of being in this vulnerable and submissive position over his twin sister's lap. Wendy handed Tracy one her slippers and Tracy flexed with an evil look.
"Right, you little fucker" Tracy said as she brought the slipper down sharply on Kevin's already sore bottom. The smack was dramatically loud, but it produced a significant sting as well, and Kevin yelped "Ai!".
Tracy watched as his bottom compressed and reformed at the blow. She hit him again, and again he yelped loudly. She couldn't believe she was doing this. She couldn't believe she had her twin brother naked over her lap smacking his backside with a slipper and he was just taking it. She prayed that she'd be able to do as Wendy had said and have him as her obedient slave. She couldn't wait to get home to her friends and tell them all about it. She couldn't wait to strip him of in front of them, show them his erection, let them have a chance to smack him as well. She began to feel a strange sensation in her tummy and in her groin, a sensation she'd never experienced before, and it felt very good. She smacked him over and over again, until he was struggling so violently at the pain she couldn't hold him. Wendy recorded.
"If you don't stay still" said Wendy "I'll have Alan hold you down."
Kevin tried to hold himself still, but it was an effort, and after a few smacks more he broke free, crying and rubbing his bottom. "Bad boy" said Wendy "Alan, hold him down over the bed."
Alan moved in, and Kevin backed away rapidly "No... please..." he wailed. Alan grabbed him, pushed him down on his bed and held him tight "Noooo!" wailed Kevin. Tracy, oblivious to her own nudity now, leapt up and whacked him hard. He shrieked, and she kept on whacking him savagely.
Alan held him, Tracy whacked him, and Wendy recorded the whole thing. Kevin, unable to do anything else, cried.
"That'll do" said Wendy. "Time for his second punishment."
"What's that?" asked Tracy excitedly.
"Alan" said Wendy "Take him up the arse."
Alan looked at her sceptically, shaking his head "No Wendy, come on, you can't."
"I know I can't" she said "That's why you're going to do it. Now get on with it or I'm going to be having words with Victoria."
Alan looked down at the crying Kevin, who had obviously not heard, or not understood. Alan closed his eyes, sighed and then moved up behind Kevin. He held him tight, manoeuvred his erect penis into position and thrusted. Kevin shrieked loudly as Alan entered him.
Wendy quickly jumped across to the bed, grabbed a pillow, and shoved it in Kevin's face, muffling his cries. Tracy stared open mouthed. "Oh my God!" she said.
"Come here, hold this pillow!" shouted Wendy. Tracy leapt to obey and Wendy got a quick shot of Kevin's face before taking her phone round to the side to record Kevin being conquered by Alan. She was a smart girl and she was learning fast. Alan grunted loudly and trembled before going rigid. He didn't have a lot left, but what he had he gave to the ungrateful Kevin. Alan stumbled back and sat on Tracy's bed, while Kevin bawled into the pillow.
"Imagine if your friends saw that video" said Wendy.
Kevin wasn't in a position to think about anything right now, and he couldn't have imagined being more humiliated in any case. "Tracy, go and sit in Alan's lap, it's time you had a little bit of treatment, and Alan deserves a reward for his hard work."
Tracy and Alan both looked at Wendy "I don't mean he's going to rape you" she said "He's just going to play with your fanny."
"What for?" asked Tracy.
"Because it's about time you found out what your fanny's for" said Wendy "Alan you do as I've shown you."
Alan nodded. Very scared, Tracy went and sat in Alan's lap and he wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her legs open and began stroking her budding breasts.
Wendy sat on the bed next to Kevin and pulled him up and onto the bed properly. She cuddled him. "There we go, just one punishment to go, so long as you're good. And that's just a tickling anyway" she said kindly. Kevin mumbled something incomprehensible, it didn't sound complimentary but Wendy chose to ignore it.
"Come on, sweety" she said, remembering how Victoria used to talk to Alan when she wanted to cheer him up a bit before the next punishment. "Look this is easy really. All you have to do is remember that whatever Tracy tells you to do you do. And if you do that everything's going to be fine."
It didn't seem to be working. "Now we have a lovely video of you being sucked off by Tracy, you being spanked by Tracy, and you being taken up the arse by Alan, so you've even more incentive to be good now" she tried. That didn't seem to cheer him up either.
"Okay, maybe you need a bit of fun. Let's see if we can get you off then" she said. She looked down at his rigid penis and took it in her hand. She stroked his tummy and played with his small balls, while she worked his shaft up and down. Kevin started squirming and moaning a little. He seemed quite receptive, and already very excited.
Alan was stroking fingers up and down Tracy's labia, working them slowly towards her clitoris. She squeaked when he touched it, and as he rubbed gently her bottom squirmed in small circular motions in his lap. His other hand continued to stroke backwards and forwards across her chest.
"Use you tongue" said Wendy, glancing over briefly.
Alan lifted Tracy off his lap and lay her on the bed. He spread her legs wide and buried his head between them. Pulling her labia wide with his fingers he slid his tongue up inside and covered her clitoris with it. She shuddered and moaned loudly.
Wendy didn't feel the need to follow her own advice, but simply speeded up her stroking of Kevin's penis. He was writhing now, and panting quickly. Suddenly his body spasmed and he yelped sharply before relaxing down, breathing deeply. Wendy stopped, looked down at his penis which even now was shrivelling, but she saw no come. She was confused. She let go of his willy and stroked him gently, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "There" she said "Wasn't that nice." Kevin didn't reply.
Tracy was moaning with enthusiasm now, and beginning to writhe herself. She felt such painful pleasure that she tried to push Alan's head away from her but he held firm to his task. As the pain peaked and her discomfort grew almost unbearable, something was suddenly unlocked within her. She gasped and drowned suddenly under a wave that broke from nowhere. She felt like she was trying to scrabble up from the bottom of the sea, trying to reach the surface so that she could breathe again, but the surface was so far away. She collapsed back on the bed and groaned heavily. The panic passed and she was left with a tranquil pool of pleasure rippling back and forth in her body. "Ooooohhhhhh" she moaned "Fuck me!"
"She doesn't mean it literally, Alan" said Wendy, just in case he got any ideas.
"You get to bed" she said to Kevin. He darted under the covers immediately "Pyjamas" she said. He reached a hand down to the floor, snatched his pyjamas, and pulled them under bedcovers with him, dressing in privacy. Wendy stopped recording. She had all she needed now.
"What the fuck happened!?" asked Tracy looking dazed.
"You had an orgasm" said Wendy.
"Fucking hell!" she said.
"You get your little slave here trained up properly and you can have one whenever you want" said Wendy "But for now, put your nightie on and get back into bed, we'll see ourselves out. This boy's got some wanking to do" she said as she smacked Alan on the bottom "Ow! Don't, please, don't do that" he said.
"What about Kevin's tickling?" asked Tracy.
"No time now. We'll have to do it tomorrow. Night, night" said Wendy opening the door.
"I've got to get dressed" said Alan.
"No you haven't, just carry your clothes" said Wendy heading out of the door.
"But what if..." Alan began.
"Come" she shouted.
Alan grabbed his clothes and hurried out.
"Maybe six wanks, what do you think?" said Wendy.
"No, Wendy, I can't, not even one, and mum..." said Alan.
"I don't care I want you to wank" said Wendy.
"Please have mercy... I've been good haven't I? I did what you said." said Alan.
"True, but the question is are you going to be good now?" she asked.
"Yes" he said.
"Very good?" she asked.
"Yes, very good, I promise" said Alan, walking alongside her with his clothes held in front of his groin.
"Very very very good?" asked Wendy as they descended the stairs.
"Very very very good" confirmed Alan.
"Very very very very good?" asked Wendy.
Continued in Chapter Sixty