A young man learns to discipline after an embarrassing exam. By RORI333 – listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Dr. Kathy Smithson sat in her study with Scott. She was about to tell him much more about his adoptive father, and how close his new physician was to his family. She also held secrets about Scott’s only family. He was about to find out. “While I did not know the stunt my voyeuristic daughters had planned, I did quickly realize whose son you were, when I saw that walking cane. I actually examined you as a toddler when your parents stayed in my guest wing, shortly after your adoption.  I do the disciplining in my house now, but several decades ago I received a fair share of strokes from that very contraption.“ "You mean my father was your;” “Mentor? Yes. Your mother and father both had dominant personalities. They traded roles with each other.” It was all a bit much to believe. “That’s impossible! My parents never laid a hand on me growing up.” “While I am surprised you have never been on the receiving end of the cane you carry; I can only assume they were gentle with you because of your health. Who knows, perhaps they just grew soft, childrearing in their later years, but don’t for a second think they were that gentle with each other in the bedroom.” She pulled a dusty manual off her shelf. “Didn’t it strike you odd, that your father didn’t need a cane to walk after giving you his when you turned 17? I’m guessing you’ve never read one of your father’s earlier academic works, it was published under a pen name so it was never associated with his more successful works. Here have a look.” Scott flipped through and saw a number of punishments and bondage positions with precise instructions for safety and pleasure. Attached to each punishment or position were extremely detailed ink drawings. He studied one drawing where a woman was tied so that her anus and vaginal openings were accessible. It was an erotic sight, but then an alarming thought dawned on him. “Please tell me I’m not looking at drawings of my mother?” Kathy chuckled with a far-away look in her eyes. “No, your father wrote the book without illustrations. Your mother then provided the drawings using a young medical student as a model.” Scott’s mouth hung open! He was suddenly embarrassed to have been studying the images so closely. “You?” “Yes, unfortunately we published it at a time where illustrations of males being punished weren’t considered necessary and so much technology has been developed since that it could really use a revision, but I want to you to keep this copy. I have several others.” “Thank you ma'am, but why are you telling me all this?” “My youngest Sarah will one day be a head of this household and disciplinarian when I’m gone. My oldest, Lisa is mostly well behaved now, but has some voyeuristic tendencies. I hope after she finishes her residency she will gain the maturity to rule over a household as well. My middle child, Sally; on the other hand; is far too mischievous and occasionally cruel to be a responsible disciplinarian. She thinks she wants to lead and I can sense she pushes you around already, but deep down, she craves punishment. She acts out to be corrected and if you don’t give her what she wants she will do something even more naughty. Take yesterday for instance, she had to know even if she hadn’t slipped up and called me ‘mom,’ eventually you would have found out.  I’m telling you all this so that you can protect yourself.  Today, I am going to teach you how to cane her. There are a few rules you should be aware of, with the first being that if my daughter or you ever utter the Latin word "prohibere”, you are both to stop immediately.“ Scott nodded in fascination. "For the next rule, I’m going to require you to do something for me, and you may not like it.” Scott looked stricken with apprehension. “Relax Scott, I’m not going to ask you to eat me out or something. I have couples I discipline, who service me from time to time, but my relationship with my daughters and occasionally their partners, is strictly as a disciplinarian. However, I do not allow anyone to administer a cane in my household who has never received strokes from one. That’s part of why I wanted to speak privately.” “You want to spank me?” he choked out. “Yes, I want to teach you. Caning without experience could lead to unsafe bruising. You need to know how hard to hit and where.” He gulped, not wanting to miss the opportunity to discipline his girlfriend. Kathy took his cane and fidgeted with some spinning dials his father had told him were just for decoration. Kathy still remembered the cylinder combination. The top of the cane came off revealing a smaller and replacement wooden cane rod inside, attached to the handle. Scott reluctantly turned around and bent over the desk. “Scott, I wasn’t finished. Because of elevated nature from spanking to caning, and the potential to not see the full damage with a cane, all strokes in this house are given on bare flesh. Decide if you want to continue.” He didn’t want to drop his pants after such an embarrassing ordeal earlier, but this rule also meant that he would cane Sally bare. He also reasoned that as humiliating as it had been, Dr. Kathy had already put a finger in his asshole and seen him erect. He didn’t have much to hide. He shamefully put his head down and lowered his pants and underwear, down to his mid-thigh. “Count off as I go, Scott.” "One!” “Two!” ‘Three!“ "Four!” “Five!” “I will stop at five since you haven’t actually done anything wrong. Stand up put your arms behind your head and face me.” He turned around obediently with his penis fully displayed. After a moment he started to lose his balance. “I’m sorry. I almost forgot you require a cane for stability. You may get dressed now.” He hastily complied. “Dr. Kathy,” Scott started to say. "Please I’m not wearing that hat right now, just call me Kathy unless I’m spanking you again then it’s ma'am. In the clinical services, I’m Dr. Kathy.” “How will I know how to match the intensity you caned me at?” “We will have to practice. Typically I do not submit to discipline and would use a volunteer to teach, but we are working on short notice and I did see you exposed unfairly. This one time, I will allow you to use that cane on me that I haven’t felt in twenty five years, but be aware it will be the only time.” He inspected how the handle attached to the smaller piece of wood in surprise. There was more to his parents than he realized. Kathy turned around, dropped her skirt to her feet, and bent over the table. She wore modest black lace panties with nylons so Scott couldn’t see much. “Oh, I thought that -” “Yes, Scott?” “Uh, never mind ma'am.” He softly caned her. “Not hard enough, Scott!” He added more speed with the flick of his wrist. “Better, but what were you going to ask me a minute ago?” “It’s just that… well you know I uh thought that uh,” “Spit it out young man!” “I thought all caning was done on the bare?” She smiled over her shoulder and lowered her panties to her knees. She was much older than him, but he still took notice of her labia folds neatly framed beneath her buttocks. He landed another couple strikes and she leaned forward even more opening her crevice and revealing her hairless asshole. After about seven strikes he’d landed three correct intensity strikes in a row. “Stand up and face me with your arms behind your head!” he ordered not very convincingly. She turned around as ordered and he saw that unlike the small strip he saw on her daughter Lisa earlier she maintained a neatly trimmed graying bush above her protruding lips. “You may get dressed,” he said after realizing he was staring. She smirked and put her hands on her waist. “I hope you enjoyed the view because you will not be seeing this again unless I decide to personally teach you another lesson. Oh, and one more thing…” She turned and pulled her panties up with her ass bent over accidently giving him one last glimpse of her pink rosebud. Then she sat down without putting her skirt back on. “You knew about the bare rule for caning, but didn’t have the confidence to enforce it, therefore, you need to be punished for your weakness. Since it was your first time I won’t do it front of the girls, however, I am going to need you to drop your pants and get over my lap.” He complied, feeling very vulnerable even in his briefs. Kathy pulled his briefs down and trapped his erect cock between her thighs. She then administered ten hand spanks to his ass. “Dismissed for dinner! Oh, and put that hard-on away, I don’t want you exposing yourself to my youngest daughter. ” Dinner was an awkward affair, Sarah’s cooking was spot on, but it was the first time Sally and Scott had seen each other since Kathy kicked her out of the exam room. Sally was dressed in a white blouse and black skirt. Her usual fun personality was subdued as she picked at her food, not really eating anything. When the meal concluded Kathy ordered everyone into the den. A Strange ‘family hour’ Kathy and Scott entered the den last. The three daughters were all standing in from of an interesting vinyl upholstered narrow bench. It was about 4 feet long, perhaps 24 inches high, and just 12 inches deep. It had metal legs, each with a metal round ring welded to the inside corner. Lisa was in the middle. Scott stood of to the side, but near Sally. “We will start in order of lowest severity.” Kathy declared in a strong voice. “Sarah dear, step forward.” The young woman nervously stepped closer, in front of her mother, awaiting judgment. Scott couldn’t imagine that Kathy would bare her eighteen year old daughter in front of him, when mom was clearly more protective of her. “You fell behind on the kitchen chores earlier this week so you will receive ten spanks with my hand over your panties. However, since you’ve otherwise been such an angel this week and we have company. I will administer them privately after we are done. You may step back in line.” “Yes, mother!” The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped back. Scott couldn’t help but notice that the other girls looked jealous. “Lisa, you have already been corrected for what happened at work. However, I couldn’t help but notice our guest’s pubic area was a little more tidied this afternoon. Technically that was on your day off, but all I asked you to do was put the catheter on. You took it upon yourself to shave him. Isn’t that right?” “Yes, mother.” Scott looked more embarrassed than Lisa at this discussion of his pubes. Especially the admission to Sally that he had been further exposed to Kathy after the exam had concluded. “Sarah, bring me the shaving bucket. Lisa assume the position.” Kathy ordered. Silently Sally stepped over by Scott as Lisa submitted herself for discipline. Lisa took off her skirt and lowered her panties. She laid her back on the bench in the middle of the room, with her legs spread wide apart, giving Scott his first look at an opened cunt. Her mother shaved off the landing strip and slight stubble around her lips. “Change position!” Kathy barked. Lisa quickly got up, knelt on the bench, pressed her head all the way to the padding vinyl, then reached both hands back and pulled her ass wide apart while Kathy shaved around her anus. Scott’s already large bulge lurched at the display, and Sally took note of Scott’s reaction. “I kind of assumed you were an ass man,” Sally whispered to Scott.  “But you look like you want to eat the hole package.” She jokingly added, in his ear. He didn’t laugh at her pun, but the whisper combined with her hand running down the front of his pants made his predicament even worse. When Kathy was done, Lisa presented herself to Scott again with her hands behind her head and a newly bald cunt, to apologize. That left only Sally. “Sally, step forward! I’ve divided your punishment into parts for each offense.  For the skin exam you will be naked for the duration of your punishment, for the observed drug test you will be tied in place until you wet yourself, for the prostate exam you will receive a ginger plug figging, followed by an enema. For using his anxiety against him and harming my patient you will receive twenty five strokes with a cane. Finally for withholding our mother daughter relationship from him, you may serve him, but you will not be allowed to orgasm today. Do you understand?” For the first time Sally looked openly scared, nodding. “Yes, mother.” She disrobed in front of Scott for the first time revealing firm breasts, a toned abdomen, and bare cunt lips. She walked over to the bench in the middle of the room, and knelt so that her head was down at one, and her knees together at the other, her cunt was visible, and her cheeks were spread wide enough to reveal her tight puckered asshole. Her sisters tied her wrists in place at the bottom of the two bench legs. Her two knees & ankles were wrapped together with Velcro. Her mother asked what order she would like the punishments in. “Strokes first, then the ginger, and the enema to wash it out. I had a lot of water at dinner so I suspect I’ll lose bladder control from the burning effect of the figging, and I don’t want to have to hold the enema for very long.” “Clearly this wasn’t a new thing for her!” Scott thought. “Wise choices indeed, but then again if you’d been wiser sooner, you wouldn’t be in this mess.” Kathy said, inserting a lubed piece of carved ginger with a wide base into her daughter’s rectum, rejecting Sally’s preferred order of punishments. “Scott begin!” Scott began administering strokes. “One! Two!” Sally yelled her count of strokes. Scott noticed each blow caused Sally’s reddened asshole to tighten on the ginger. But due to the ties she could do very little wriggling other than swaying her reddened ass. “Sixteen! Seventeen!” At this point Sally started to cry and wet herself. The rubber mat under the bench caught the dribble, but Scott wondered if the punishment was going too far. “Do you want to use your Latin word?” “No! Pardon my French, but fuck off with your weak ass strokes!” She defiantly replied. He brought the cane down harder. “Eighteen!” she wailed. He lashed down at similar speed for the next few strikes and bruising started to occur across her already crimson ass. “Twenty three! Twenty four! Twenty five!” Scott lowered his cane, and now that the adrenaline rush wore off he felt rather awkward standing there with his girlfriend crying bare assed in front of her mother and siblings. “Should I untie her?” “Nope, she’s not done yet. Sarah, fetch me the enema equipment.” Kathy donned latex gloves and pulled the ginger root from her daughter’s crimson asshole. Applying more lube she inserted an enema nozzle and hung the bag. Sally moaned as it filled her up. Once the bag had dispensed. Kathy pulled the nozzle put and placed a large plug in Sally’s ass. “The session is over! Release her and you are dismissed except Sarah you are to report to my study.” The two sisters unstrapped Sally and quickly made their exit. “Sally, receiving the enema is the punishment, not expelling it, so you may dress now and take Scott home. It was very nice to meet you, young man. My clinic will not be billing you for any previous services. I will be deeply honored to be your trusted healthcare professional, should you choose to become a, uh, normal patient. ” “Thank you ma'am.” And with that, Kathy walked out. “I’ll take you home,” Sally said. Sally and Scott had been dating for about three months, but had been taking it slow, in part because of Scott’s shyness. Sally, in fact; had never seen the inside of Scott’s home, and obviously she had kept much of her family life from him. She first saw him at the coffee shop and the two developed a weekly ritual of Monday café’ lunches, Friday night Movies, and Saturday walks at the shoreline, zoo, or state park.  She did know he owned the brick building that housed an antique mall on the bottom level, and a large salon and spa on the second. The third floor was an old shoe factory. He was in the midst of a major remodeling, so he never invited anyone to his home. She also knew he’d received a large inheritance that allowed him to live on dividends, but he wasn’t a big spender. “Thanks for the ride… look I’m really sorry if things went too far, back there.” He kissed her and started to get out. “Wait! I’m coming up with you, and no I’m not mad…I just hope you didn’t hurt your back more than my ass with those pathetic swings.” A night at Scott’s bachelor pad She grabbed a duffel bag out of her car. ‘Is she planning on staying the night?’ he wondered in surprise. He wasn’t planning on showing her his place yet, but felt some of his confidence waning without Kathy present to make him feel in charge. The massive downtown building was brown brick and had an inset number of blonde brick in the top middle of the front side. It said 1882 (the year it was built). The back alley entrance had an old elevator inside the corner double doors. The eight foot wide hall ran all the way to the front main street doors. A stairs ascended from near the front doors, up to the 2nd floor, where folks could either enter the hair salon, or open a discreet doorway that contained a staircase up to the 3rd floor old factory. Instead of walking the long hall to the stairs, and then up two flights, they opened the sliding old elevator door and secured themselves inside, then operated the levers to raise up to the top floor landing, outside the old factory, to save Scott the extra steps. He could manage stairs, but it was easier not to, with his cane. He unlocked the door and to Sally’s surprise, the whole floor was opened up with no walls save for bare rough cut dark brown studs in the massive space. She could roughly discern the layout from the open studded walls.  His large bedroom area was in one back corner, with a walk-in shower, jet tub, urinal, toilet, and double sinks. Then there was a guest bedroom planned across from it, what was probably an office overlooking the main street, shorter buildings across from them, and down to the cove. Beside that, there was also a guest bathroom with laundry attachments. There were also two rooms that didn’t appear to be developed, yet.  The kitchen and living room looked to be staying open. He’d turned an entire factory floor into a single person condo! She led him into the bedroom area and put her bag down. “Charming.” she said gesturing at the master bathroom & toilet in plain view. “Uh, sorry, I wasn’t really planning on having guests yet. All the plumbing and fixtures are done. I’m redoing all the walls in brick veneer sheets which match the old original build color & texture. The shipment arrives Tuesday. The construction crew is on a labor day holiday break. I can’t lift much myself. It’s clean but bare. The Heat and air work, the new refrigerator is full of food, but I only have a microwave installed.” All the plumbing works, except the kitchen sink & counters are going in last. In other words, I’m happy to have you, but we’re sorta roughing it. Hell, I can’t even crap without you hearing a play-by-play of the action. “Sounds lovely, but listen up. This enema is getting really uncomfortable and expelling it in front of you is not going to happen! Please go do something at the other end of the building, until I give you the ‘all clear.’” He complied. He didn’t really know why he complied, was it because he wanted to give her privacy or was it because she was really still in charge? A couple minutes later he heard the toilet flush. “You can return. I hope that ceiling vent goes all the way out into the attic.” He came over, and he was now lying on the bed facing the future master bathroom. To his surprise she returned completely naked. “You can watch me take a shower, but don’t touch yourself while I’m in there.” He nodded in excitement. She stepped in the completed shower pan with no walls. She put on a show of soaping her breast and cunt before spreading and washing her ass. “You know maybe you should just do a half brick wall for the bathroom, a glass wall in front of the shower might be fun…” A hand inched towards her clit, but then she stopped. “Oh, yeah I’m not supposed to cum today!  Guess you’re not getting your first cunt yet.” Scott marveled at this whole new dimension of Sally’s sexuality. Two days ago, he hadn’t even put his hand on her clothed boobs or ass. Now she’s talking dirty and standing naked, rubbing her cunt in front of him. She turned the shower off and dried herself. Walking over to his bedside she reached into her duffel bag and produced a bottle of lube. “Still I can’t imagine your virgin cock will last long enough in my ass to make me cum… especially not after I saw the way you were staring at my sister’s asshole earlier. Besides, I believe I’m supposed to service you, master.” She said sarcastically. She bent over the bed and seductively loosened his belt and snap. With a raised eyebrow she leaned down her mouth to his zipper. She bit down on the tab and backed down, slowly opening his zipper, fully. Releasing the tab, she reached both hands to his back pockets. With one hard swift yank, his pants and underwear went down! Taking his vertical rod into her mouth she bobbed up and down until he was at maximum length and stiffness. His cock looked a little over six and a half inches. Not bad, she thought. She went over to the wall next to his headboard. Then she bent over standing up and grabbed two of the exposed rough cut two by four studs for support. “Lube me up and fuck me in the ass like you mean it!” Needing no encouragement, he proceeded to fuck her from behind. The plug had widened her tight hole enough to enter, easily. Watching her ass-cheeks slam against his pelvis, he couldn’t resist the urge to slap them. ‘Smack!’ “Yes, spank my ass!” He felt in charge again, for a moment, before exploding his cum into her rectum. She pulled him out. “Too bad we can’t keep going for my sake, but rules are rules. I need to rinse my ass out and if you want your cock anywhere near my mouth again, you better rinse off.” They showered together for the first time. “Uh, Sally, I need to pee. Could you turn around while I use the;” “Don’t be silly! Just pee in here!” She said grabbing his soft dick and pointing it at the drain. He nervously complied, again not sure why he was taking orders when he was supposed to be in charge tonight. “God, I love this” Sally giggled. “You were born with your own squirt gun! How fun is that!” They got out and Sally made sure Scott took his prescription, before they passed out naked, in each other’s arms. When Scott woke up he noticed something wasn’t right. His hands were tied to the wall studs, behind his head, and his legs were tied open to the beams on the remnants of the side walls completely exposing him. Sally sat in front of the bathroom facing in with her sketch pad. “Sally! What the hell’s going on?” he mouthed. “Oh, just doing some sketches, in case we ever want to update that book my mother gave you. I noticed you had some marks on your ass, in the shower, so my mother must have trained you. Naughty, naughty boy, exposing your cock to my mother outside the exam room!” He blushed and she stood over him. “I’ve gotten you off twice now, and it’s after midnight so you’re going to have to make it up to me, before I give you any attention.” Then she added;  “Did my mother teach you the Latin word?” Scott nodded. Sally put away her sketch pad, phone, and purse; then she climbed over his head and starting lowering herself onto his face “Good, now lick my clit until I say ‘stop!’” Scott licked and sucked on her nub until she bucked violently against his face. “Oh yes!” she gushed. “One thing still confuses me. I didn’t see any marks on Lisa earlier, and my mother would never let you cane Sarah cause she’s so fucking special, which must mean;” The look on his face gave it away. “I thought so!” she grinned. “I bet you got hard checking out my dear old mother’s asshole too!” His face burned with shame at the true accusation. 'Well if you like ass so much, I’m clean, you can stick your tongue where your cock was earlier!“ Then she stood up and turned to face Scott’s cock and squatted back down. She smothered him in her ass cheeks and he lapped at her asshole until he partially impaled her anus with his tongue. Sally started whimpering and lowered herself down and cozied up next to Scott with her head on his chest. "The score is even, but I don’t feel like untying you just yet. I mean what would you even spank me for, later? I haven’t been that naughty yet. I suppose you can always use the safe word, but if you do, then everything stops and you don’t get to cum. So use it carefully. Do you understand?” “I understand.” He said. She slid a blindfold over his eyes. But he didn’t feel anything. Shortly after they heard a knock at the door. The sound of bare feet was followed by; “Sally, what could be so urgent that you need me to rush over to a strange address after midnight without telling Mom? Wait, why the fuck are you naked on the empty 3rd floor of this building?” The grumpy voice sounded like Lisa! He groaned, knowing Sally would probably show her sister his naked body all tied up. The sound of a dropped heavy cloth object was followed by footsteps coming closer. “Love you too sis! I know it’s late.” Then the steps ceased. Sally cleared her throat and resumed;  “but I was wondering if you’d give me some tutoring about male anatomy, professor.” “What are you talking about;? Oh!” Lisa gasped as she saw Scott tied up naked on the bed, with his flaccid penis on display. “Oh, I’m rather familiar with this anatomy! I practiced grooming it earlier. Why don’t you don some latex gloves for this lab session.” The sound of the duffel bag opening was followed by the snap of latex gloves fully fitted. “Start with his head, and work your way down?” 'Like this?”!“ Sally replied, while gently licking his head and frenulum. "Oh, that’s very proficient! Now give his shaft some attention.” Sally ran her tongue up and down his shaft for about half a minute before Lisa interrupted. “Don’t let the specimen exit too fast! Now bring his testicles into the therapy.” Sally sucked each testicle into her mouth, individually, then licked under his scrotum. Scott moaned in pleasure. He was embarrassed that Lisa was watching, but his body was so turned on! “Oh, Miss Smithson, my panties are so wet! I’m glad you called for tutoring. Okay, he’s probably feeling very sensitive, so if you want to continue, he might need a break.” Lisa pulled a cock ring out of her bag and eased it onto him. “Smart! Okay, if you lift his scrotum up you’ll see his perineum.” Sally lifted his scrotum to the side so Lisa could see, then drove in with her tongue. Scott’s anxiety started to fade and as he moaned loudly. “Sounds like somebody is enjoying himself. That expertly shaved hole is his anus and judging by the fluids we cleaned up on his exam table sheet, I’d guess his is a very sensitive specimen.” Lisa said still role-playing the anatomy lesson. Sally gently flicked her tongue across his asshole, causing him to twitch uncontrollably. She changed tactics by circling her tongue around his hole, before she pressed to enter. Suddenly she stopped. “You’re such a little freak in bed, Sally!” Lisa chided her. “Oh? Like you’re not touching yourself! I bet you’re close to getting off, too. Everyone knows you like being a peeping Tom more than you like getting laid, you perv.” Scott heard Lisa moaning as Sally took him partway into her mouth. “I think you’ve seen enough of my boyfriend, plus it’s rude to talk with my mouth full,” Sally joked. “But before you leave, I think it would give poor Scott here, a huge confidence boost to see how turned on he’s made you.” “I don’t know, he already saw me half naked earlier. I’m more into watching than being watched.” Scott felt a tinge of disappointment, as Sally got off the bed to see Lisa out. “Oh, that’s really too bad! I guess we won’t bother you like this, again.” Sally slyly returned knowing she held all the cards over her voyeuristic sibling. “Ok, fine I’ll do it! Lisa pulled the blindfold off Scott, then lowered her panties under the short nightgown she rushed over in. "Don’t forget his prostate.”  She reminded her sister. Lisa was now sitting on the foot of the bed, her legs spread out on each side of Scott’s knees. She was masturbating with her nightgown pulled up on her chest. He admired her bare cunt as she rubbed her clit. Meanwhile Sally slid a nitrile gloved finger into Scott’s rectum and curled into his prostate, causing him to swell into the cock ring. Lisa was rubbing faster now. “Oh, I’m cumming!” Lisa moaned, digging her heels down, lifting her ass off the bed a little. He watched fluid trickle out her cunt, and down to her anus, as she writhed in pleasure. She caught her breath for a minute or two; then resumed, trying for a second orgasm. “Who is freaky now, sis?” Scott’s fiery redhead woman remarked. “I’ll make you a deal. Scott clearly enjoyed seeing your asshole shaved, more than he did your cunt, earlier. If you give him a little extra show of appreciation I’ll let you watch him enter me?” “Deal!” Lisa quickly agreed, too horny at the promise of seeing more, than to be hindered by her inhibitions. Scott gasped! Lisa propped a pillow under her hips and raised her legs so that her asshole was visible. She licked her finger and slowly circled in around her rosebud before easing it in. She pumped in and out of her asshole while rubbing her clit with the other hand until she came again. “My turn to watch!” Lisa announced. Lisa sat up and swiveled on her ass, then laid her head against Scott’s torso, reverently staring at the pole raising upward from Scott’s crotch; as Sally straddled facing Scott. Then Sally slowly and dramatically lowered herself onto it. She rose up, then back down until Scott’s rocket disappeared. Then Sally rocked back and forth a few times giving exaggerated moans for Lisa’s benefit. Lisa’s hand reached around and found Sally’s sphincter. “Alright, sis you’ve had your show. I’d like to finish taking my boyfriend’s virginity in privacy.” “I should probably get going anyway, before mom catches on.” After Lisa got up & left, Sally started riding Scott hard. He came into her, but between the cock ring and her tight cunt, the blood was trapped in his shaft. She kept grinding until her muscles contracted and she let out a whelp. “Oh, oh, oh, fuck!” she moaned, feeling fluids squirt out of her. She rolled off him and untied his restraints. “I hope you enjoyed that! I guess I’m a little sorry about yesterday, but just the part where you passed out.” She kissed him. “You were amazing, tonight! I can’t believe you called Lisa though.” he said bashfully. “Oh, hush! You could have used your word at any time. To be continued. By RORI333 for Literotica