So my sister is over at my apartment and we’re sitting on the couch, waiting for my boyfriend to get out of the shower. My sister is two years younger than me, wearing a green blouse, jeans, and sneakers. I’m barefoot, wearing black shorts and a grey tee shirt. My boyfriend has been in the shower for a really long time.
So we’re talking about how long he’s been in there, and wondering when he’s gonna be done. I mention how he always takes really long showers, and how annoying it is. I ask my sister if she wants coffee and she does, so I get up, get her a cup, put some milk in it for her, and bring it to her. Head off to the bathroom to check on my boyfriend.
Sure enough, he’s still in the shower. I ask him how much longer he’s gonna be in there for. His loser ass mouths off to me. So I pull the curtain back and grab him by the cock. Yank hard and pull him out of the shower.
Squeezing hard, my hand in a tight fist around his pathetic little cock, I drag him out of the bathroom and lead him out of the bathroom. Using his penis as a leash, I drag him down the hall and into the living room, where my sister is still sitting on the couch. I know that I’ve got him good and vice-grip hard from his pathetic wincing.
I release my grip to lecture his sorry ass. “How long do you really need to be in the shower for? Don’t you realize we’ve got company? What kind of pathetic loser are you? Is this what I have to do to get you to show some manners? What the fuck? What kind of fucking loser needs to spend the whole fucking day in the shower, anyway?”
I grab him by the cock again with my right hand, squeezing hard into a tight fist. I grab his hair with my left hand and shove his back up against the wall, pulling in the opposite direction, towards myself, on his cock. Then I shove his groin back, away from me, forcing his ass up against the wall, let go, and give his balls a quick smack. I kick at his ankles. “Legs apart, loser.”
Now I’ve got him where I want him. With my sister watching, I take a step back, pull back my left foot, and give him a hard kick, right in his exposed junk. I feel my toes colliding with his nuts. He winces hard, grunts loudly, and bends forward in pain. I grab his hair again and slam his back up against the wall.
I look over at my sister, and motion with my head. “Come help me with this.” I deliver another hard barefoot kick to his balls.
She gets up off the couch and comes over to where we’re standing. I look at her and say, “Help me teach this loser his place. Like this.” And I give him a third kick to his groin, hard, my toes crushing his junk and making him howl like a little girl.
I grab his balls in my hand, squeeze tight, and twist them, hard. Through clenched teeth, I ask my boyfriend, “Is this what it’s gonna take?”
I step back and motion for my sister to give it a try. She looks at me with this excited look, like, “Really?” So I’m like, “Give him all you’ve got. He needs it.”
She steps back and serves him a wicked kick with her sneaker. Tears are running down his face while he howls in pain. His hands fly down over his punished balls.
“Oh, you don’t like that, bitch? You wanna try something else?”
I grab him by the hair and drag him over to the couch. Bend him over the arm of the couch, his face down and his ass up. “Stay there.”
I go to the bedroom and come back with the paddle. A heavy, wooden, school-style paddle, maybe eighteen inches long. “Okay, loser, let’s see if we can teach you some manners.”
I get into position and swing the paddle back. I can hear it swooshing while I bring it crashing down on his bare, wet ass. He moans it pain. I bring it back again and deliver another swat, followed by another, and another, until he’s howling like a punished schoolgirl while I paddle his ass.
After about a dozen swats I pull him up. My sister wants to put him over her knee like a bad little boy, and I kindly let her. She spanks his bare, sore, paddled, and smarting ass with her bare hand, hard, making him wince and moan in pain. I reach between his legs and grab his balls and squeeze them, hard, twisting, while she spanks his ass.
After his spanking, he ended up on all fours, giving my sister and I foot massages. He probably spent about an hour rubbing our feet before we sent him off to stand in the corner, still naked, shivering, his ass firey red and his balls throbbing.
He was very obedient for the rest of the weekend.