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Home Days - sara This story is after a few months into my first year with Sir. Home Days by sara My Father wanted me to come home for a few days as my uncle Joseph, Fathers brother, had flown up from Cornwall on business and he said he wanted to show me off. I know he had asked Sir Don to only spank me during the week if I needed it, so I had a clean, clear bottom, Daisy told me, she tells me everything. That he did, most days but no maintenance today, Sunday morning, just 2 spankings all week, one was on waking up and the second one day after breakfast and I had to watch Daisy strapped and caned, she takes her 20 cane stripes so well I must say, then again her bottom is at least twice as big as mine. It was time for church, Sir parked in the car park place next to my parents and uncle, who had just pulled up. I kissed Sir and daisy and went into church with my family. Lots and lots of females shuffling on their maintenance cane strokes, but not me. The service finished I was excused to go and help with the refreshments. After coffee at church, I cleared and washed the cups, I went home with my mum, Father, and my uncle Joseph. Father said I was to get a late maintenance, none of this what would you like for maintenance as is the new thinking of the church, Father was old school, hard strapping and a stripe for each year of my age, I wonder how many mum gets, I will have to ask her one day? My Father punishes us all to teach us a valuable life lesson of love and family togetherness and values. All given to sting hard and hurt but never to damage. He asked my uncle Joseph if he would like to give me a pre spanking, he of course accepted, he just had boys at home and no , we all know boys get away with murder before they are finally whipped. As I thought about this, my mind wandering, I wondered if they had their willy whipped as we get our titties and pussies strapped sometimes. I walked towards him; I remember a few years ago he wanted to undress me so stood in front of him. Father left him with me, he lifted up my jumper and lifted it over the back of my head with my arms still in it. I wondered what he would do next, tits or pussy? His hand went up my skirt and down the front of my knickers, not rushed or over eager, just gently and considerate. I was not complaining and cum for him, and for myself, as he touched my lips. Jumper off and tit time. I had titties early in my life. They grew bigger as I grew older then stopped. So at turned 20 still pink fluffy nipples. He took one out at a time with a nipple and laid each one over its cup. Well, you know me and tit and nipple play, cum again. He gently slapped each one before removing my bra. Skirt next then my knickers were pulled right up to show my wet pussy lip silhouette. He rubbed it before lowering them for me to step out of. As soon as I was naked I put my hands on my head, after a little patting and poking, and fathers footsteps coming I went over uncles knee and got a big warm up. Father said it would be a belting only, no cane, as he knew I would be having lots of spankings and I was sent upstairs to get over my pillows. He was soon leathering my pre red bottom, then I was raised up and mounted to sooth, I was soon cooing through my tears and sobs. That evening my eldest brother and his girlfriend were home and she was to stay a few nights. He had been with her 2 or 3 years and before I went to Sir Dons we had many a bedtime adventure. I hoped it would happen again as I had learnt so much about girl on girl over the past 6 months or so. That evening I went into Johns bedroom and climbed in between them both, John was contented to play with my tits, his girl, Elle has tiny tits too, smaller than mine, so small she did not own a bra, just the training one she got ages ago. So he was getting his fill of mine. Elle gently rubbed my hood to spring my clit, she then massaged and fingered me. In return I wanked John and fingered Elle. John eventually took my pussy as Elle face sat me. How fortunate I am to be loved so much, by so many. I went to work as normal on Monday morning and when I got home all the men had gone for a drink to the social club. I peeked into the kitchen and saw the wooden spoon on the kitchen table. I ran upstairs, showered and ran back down naked and straight over my lovely mums welcoming knee. For anyone reading this, not in our lifestyle, you may find it hard to believe a hand spanking, followed with a wooden spoon, which hurts like f*ck, over your mums knee is very, very special. They are always 100% given for a reason, to keep a girl focused on her life. When she was done we cuddled, as I went to go upstairs when my younger brother came home from work, I grabbed his cock through his trousers and pulled it, with him, upstairs. I needed a fucking so much, so as soon as I had sucked him stiff I pushed him back and rode him for my pleasure and needs. We talked a while then he too put me over his knee, I think more to prove his superiority than hurt me, he was 2 years younger, then it was my turn to be pushed on the bed and him to f*ck me, and f*ck me he did, he turned me over and I went onto all fours, lifted my bottom and opened my legs for him to enter. Uncle Joseph visited me for a bedtime spanking and f*cking and dad called at around 6.00am for his share. When I got back to Sirs after work on Tuesday I knew I would be inspected, probably a hiding and f*cked, and I was. It was a few days of heaven and heaven again, how I love going home to my parents, oh, and how I love coming home to Sir too. My phone bleeped, it was 6.50, I had a quick pee and crept under Sirs covers, and guess what, Sir chose MEEEE.  |
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11/19/2020 6:32 am |
Stock internet photo, alas, not my uncle, wish it was! xx
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love it Sara... Joseph looked after you so well congrats. xxx
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 Slave rick
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You're quite creative young lady. I like how you incorporate into them. How about a story on how your brother uses your mum?
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Excellent story my dear
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Tal greets a girl a fine story recalls from first time read ,but is good to look back on past experiences and see how far along this path in life you have travelled smiles xx Master Adomis4U2
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