The Sister 4

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Part 5

“You’ve spurted your cum all over me, it’s time you learnt to clean up after yourself” Mary exclaimed.

I was just about to look for something to wipe Mary down when her hands took hold of my balls and she told me to use my tongue. Disgusting though I thought that was, I knew what would happen if I didn’t do as she said, and there was no way my balls could take any more punishment. Reluctantly I started licking my cum off her. It didn’t really taste too bad, but I didn’t like the slimy feel of it at all.

Having cleaned Mary to her satisfaction she got some baby oil out of her bag and lying on her tummy told me to sit astride her and rub her back with the oil. I followed her instructions for about twenty minutes gradually working my way down to her bottom.

“I’d love an excuse to hurt your balls again so you had better listen carefully and do what I tell you” Mary told me.

“You will use your thumbs to gently pull my bum cheeks apart, then I want to feel your tongue kissing my bum hole.”

“I want to feel you licking it all over, swirling your tongue around it, and even trying to push your tongue inside it.”

“You have five seconds to start from now.”

With that Mary moved her legs wide apart and wiggled her bum at me. I didn’t dare hesitate so quickly pulled her cheeks apart and pushed my face between them. I was surprised to find it didn’t really smell much, in fact what I could smell mostly was her sex juices coming from her fanny. I tentatively licked her bum hole. No nasty taste either and the skin sort of felt a bit like the skin round her nipples, crinkly and a bit rubbery. I heard Mary sigh with pleasure and my fears regarding taste and smell having been laid to rest I set to attempting to give her as much pleasure as I could. For about five minutes my tongue licked, swirled and attempted to probe, all be the latter unsuccessfully. Mary for her part positively squirmed, obviously enjoying it greatly. My problem now was I was getting very tired and didn’t think my tongue could last out much longer, whereas Mary seemed more than happy to have me working on her bum hole forever. Hesitatingly I slipped my hand between her legs and slowly pushed a finger into her, wiggling it around in search of her clit which I now knew to be very sensitive. My inexperience was frustrating my efforts until Mary arched her back, grabbed my hand and found it for me. A few seconds of me stroking and Mary cried out in passion. My tongue pressing on her bum hole at the time suddenly found it open and pushed inside, only to have it clamp down and trap me. Mary’s bum hole squeezed my tongue strongly several times as she had what must have been an intense orgasm. Finally she relaxed, my tongue was allowed to escape, and Mary rolled over onto her back.

“Cuddle” Mary demanded

I scooted up quickly to lie alongside her and put my arms around her. She in turn pulled me on top of her and held me tightly. Mary must have read my mind.

“It’s a girl thing, you should always cuddle a girl after making her cum if it’s possible and she doesn’t tell you to do something else” Mary explained.

Girls are really weird, I thought.

Part 6

The next morning once again found me naked and kneeling, this time with my head to the ground, my bottom pushed up and my legs well spread, as Mary had told me the day before. To help me keep the correct position Mary had me put my arms between my legs and grip my ankles. I also had one of my stockings tied around my head as a blindfold. Apart from it being an awkward position to stay in, I was starting to get very worried. Mary, who normally arrived within a couple of minutes, was late.

If I took off the blindfold and moved then Mary turned up she’d really punish me, but what if she was ill and her mum came up to tell me she couldn’t play. That blindfold made everything so much worse, every second that passed felt like a minute. I was just about to give up and run for my clothes when I heard someone coming. It was too late. My body stiffened with fright and apprehension. A hand took hold of my balls and squeezed lightly. I was safe, it was Mary.

My balls were pulled back between my legs and I felt them clamped between what I later found out was two pieces of bamboo. These bamboos squeezed tightly at the top of my ball sack and rested against the backs of my legs, forcing my balls behind me.

“What have we here then?” a girl’s voice proclaimed.

It wasn’t Mary!

I panicked and tried to stand up getting ready to run, only to be brought back to my knees with a thump as my balls felt like they had been ripped off. My arms were quickly grabbed and tied behind my back then I was rolled over onto my back. Now my legs were pushed back until my feet were alongside my head and my ankles were tied together with the rope joining them going behind my neck to keep them in that position. Fingers squeezed the head of my cock, then fingernails lightly scratched my balls and bottom.

“My, aren’t we going to have some fun with these you naughty little boy, they deserve to be well punished for displaying themselves in public”

“p p p please miss it’s not my fault” I whimpered in fright.

“Oh! Whose fault can it be apart from yours?”

“It’s Mary, miss, she made me wait for her like this” I explained.

“So not only do you display yourself so rudely but you also try to blame it on a sweet little girl like Mary,” she said angrily.

“I think we will have to double your punishment for that.”

I was really getting scared when the blindfold was taken off me and I looked up to see Mary and another girl grinning down at me.

“This is my friend Sue,” Mary explained, “They had to come back from holiday early because her brother was ill.”

“You will of course obey Sue the same as you do me, but first I believe she wants to punish you for trying to get me into trouble.”

(The End)