Monday, July 23, 2012
Trouble with the Ex-Wife and Stepdaughter
The Ex-Wife and Stepdaughter…… As I came in late night my ex-wife and my stepdaughter was sitting in the parlor waiting for me, a situation that really made me feel uncomfortable. John, my ex said, you really forgot your obligation to your stepdaughter tonight! Hearing this I suddenly remembered that I should drive her to the dance lesson she had paid so much for. Mary, as her name was, a 17 year old dance addict had at last decided to develop her skills further, aiming at a professional career. How could I forget this, I thought, and felt a sweat coming on my forehead. And this is not the first time, my ex continued, and I….we.. Want to do something about it. I think you really need some discipline – and I have decided to give this task to your stepdaughter. I looked at my ex-wife in astonishment and then to my very beautiful and well trained stepdaughter – with her brown eyes, small rounded breasts and black hair – certainly not like mine blue eyes and blond hair. You just do as she tells and do not ever refuse to obey her! For the next month you will be her slave in this matter – and I give her free hands! My ex-wife was really authoritative figure, being a dean at the school, also very different from me who did not like to be bossy. I just bent my head and asked for mercy – without uttering these words though. Then Mary spoke: Are you ready old man? I just nodded. I really felt embarrassed by the thought of whatever she would do with me the next days and weeks. And she showed a distinct and stern will to take action immediately. Get those pants off, was her first order. I slowly pulled down my jeans in front of the two ladies, standing only in my tight white briefs and t-shirt. As I did this I started to get a strong erection in my underpants. Turn around, was the next command, and bend forward! I had no choice but to do as told. She quickly moved forward and dragged down my underwear all the way and exposed my backside in this very humiliating position. And it should be worse. Spread your legs, she ordered. I did and I knew the young woman had a full view of what was hanging down. Thinking about her pert tits and elegant body though made my penis point in another direction. Suddenly I felt her strong hands grab my balls and squeeze them really hard, I screamed out and fell on my knees as she still kept her hurtful grip. I wondered where she had learned this trick! Then she let go and asked me to stay down. I was now asked to really stick up my bottom Spreading my cheeks and also exposing my back entrance that had never been attacked by anyone. Only my ex-wife had to receive this treatment from me when I needed it. I really hoped this was no revenge for this, but I knew too well that I also has used a large dildo on her, an attack she really was not too happy with, but (like all men, I guess) really turned me on. Suddenly I felt the strap I usually kept in my drawer to discipline my ex-wife, snapping down between my cheeks, very hard and in a steady rhythm. I really had to struggle not to scream out. After 20 hits Mary went to my side and spanked me from this position, hitting both of my cheeks at the same time. I really understood how well trained she was. I became aware of my ex- wife’s counting and understood that she also was kind of an adviser in this matter when she calmly counted ..28…29…30. My rump was staring to burn like fire.