Liz in a chastity belt & Megan caned
Liz walked across the carport while Megan looked up and remarked that she could hear her all the way back here. Liz lifted her skirt spinning around and replied singing paraphrasing an old song: " It's my spanking and I'll cry out if I want to - you would cry to if it happened to you"! Megan noticed the shiny metal chastity belt she was wearing between two well spanked buns before her skirt fell, and inquired how long she would have to wear it? Liz replied that it would be on until she requested another hard spanking according to Grandad. Megan replied that she'd have to sacrifice her ass for her pussy and wondered out loud how long she'd last. Liz shrugged as she pulled on her coveralls to finish the tires with gloved hands. She ate her dinner with her bare ass on one of those awful cane chairs and suffered a long night in bed unable to relive herself with her fingers like she usually could.
The next morning, Megan and Grandad went out to the yard to set up the tent to clean it. However, Megan couldn't find the tent stakes. Grandad reminded her that she took the tent down when they were on the mountain. Megan looked down and said she must have left them there. Grandad replied that they could get replacements for the stakes, but the small pouch that held them would have to be replaced as well. Megan suggested using one of the old stuff sacks for material and Grandmother's old sewing machine to stitch it together. Grandad agreed, but he also mentioned that it would be a better lesson if she was setting on a sore ass while sewing the pouch.
Megan followed Grandad into the house with her head held low. Grandad sat down as she removed her bluejeans and panties. Megan then retrieved the toy bag and placed it on the table within his reach and placed her hips on his lap. A short warm up that she was grateful for was over quickly. The moderate swats followed by hard ones were mixed in by rapid succession assured her that a hard punishment was commencing. When he reaches for the toy bag, she is told to count the number of tent stakes with each implement. The leather paddle lands hard on her left cheek - then on her right followed by the number one. The leather struck her hard 24 times. The light strap is next to represent the 12 lost stakes. The wooden pain stick causes her to squirm and wimpier with each swat on her bare ass before she is told to rise and bend over the table with her legs spread and arms stretched out. But due to her recent training, no restraints were needed. The heavy strap and wooden paddle are forcefully applied causing tears to run down her cheeks. The cane is then employed to cover the lower part of her bottom with 12 welts that will assure uncomfortable setting.
As Megan retreats to place her freshly spanked bottom on the wood chair behind grandmother's sewing machine; Liz, who has been watching her sister being punished - something she usually enjoys. But this time watching her sister has made her even more uncomfortable. Her wet pussy is leaking from the sides of the chastity belt and running down her legs. She pulled her dress off over her head and walked over to her grandfather and asked for a hard spanking. He remarked that she was still sore, and it would be very painful. Liz looked down at the lock on her belt and said: "yes please". Grandad unlocked the belt - as he removed it, he told her that it needed to cleaned before it was put away. Liz nodded as she climbed over his lap. Her bottom had healed remarkably well in a short time, but this would indeed be painful. Liz was bucking and kicking as soon as the warm-up ended. When the pain stick struck her hard, she screamed and bucked for the first few, but her reactions slowly muted as she slid into sub-space. Noticing this, Grandad begin working - he applied the pain stick in the same place again and again until a sore formed. He moved the stick across her ass in this manor making a row of sores across her sit-spot she'd feel for days. Grandad wanted both of his girls to feel equally uncomfortable. Then he instructed her to masturbate as he spanked her. When the organism over took her in hard spasms, he applied the paddle forcibly across her sores to produce maximum pain to compliment the pleasure. This produced a sub-space nirvana that held her for several long minutes. When Liz rose from Grandad's lap, she was as content - but her ass radiated pain and would be VERY sore for days to come. She pressed her nude body against him and hugged him tightly as he wiped the tears from her eyes.
Later, Megan walked into the room still bottomless, but proudly carrying a perfectly stitched tent stake bag. Grandad examined it smiling and chose to reward her. She was instructed to re-assume her position over the table. The small pussy whip was applied with moderate force until she was shaking with a powerful orgasm. The spasms lasted several wonderful minuets before she rose and thanked her grandad with a kiss on his cheek. Both girls sat very uncomfortably at dinner that night.
Megan and Liz cleaned up after dinner and retreated to Megan's room and examined their bottoms in the full length mirror. Megan viewed her welts proudly, but admired Liz's sores - instinctively, they both reach to feel the damage on the other's bottom. Liz became aroused and turned towards the bed, but Megan's pussy was still sore from her date with the pussy whip. Liz laid on her back and twisted her sores into the rip-cord bed spread as she fingered herself. Megan could only watch her sister cum hard and quickly. She smiled at Liz as she came down from her orgasm. The two sister's talked frankly about the pro's and cons of the implements used on them and the merits of their respective spankings. They were interrupted with Grandad calling Megan.
Grandad told her that it was time for her welts to be spanked before she went to bed. Megan smiled and replied that instead of a hand spanking, she'd like to feel leather striking her. Grandad remarked that that would be very painful. Megan said that that was what sub-space was for, and she'd like to waken the next morning with a VERY sore ass. Grandad shook his head up and own as Megan pulled her dress over her head and placed her hips across his lap. She let out a yelp and kicked hard when the leather paddle struck her right ass cheek. Her head jerked and she streaked in pain when it landed on the other cheek. Her ass was re-ignited with pain each punishing stroke as tears streamed down her cheeks. After 12 swats on each side, Grandad paused to let her endorphins try to save her. Megan smiled for a moment before the paddle came down again. After a few more swats, her reactions moderated and her body relaxed. She simply accepted the on-slot in sub-space. Grandad finished this set and proceeded with another reducing the lower 1/3 of her bottom to a brilliant purple hue. He then told her to masturbate her sore pussy while he finished. She couldn't resist in this state and began fingering herself in earnest. She climaxed forcefully over his lap as he laid it on. Her sub-space orgasm was punctuated with pure pain that brought her to the beyond her previous limits of pain&pleasure.
She rose and turned towards her grandfather with glazed eyes and a quivering lower lip. He rose and the two of them embraced for several minuets allowing her to regain her footing in reality. She became aware that her ass was radiating pain and smiled and thanked him.
The next morning, Megan and Grandad went out to the yard to set up the tent to clean it. However, Megan couldn't find the tent stakes. Grandad reminded her that she took the tent down when they were on the mountain. Megan looked down and said she must have left them there. Grandad replied that they could get replacements for the stakes, but the small pouch that held them would have to be replaced as well. Megan suggested using one of the old stuff sacks for material and Grandmother's old sewing machine to stitch it together. Grandad agreed, but he also mentioned that it would be a better lesson if she was setting on a sore ass while sewing the pouch.
Megan followed Grandad into the house with her head held low. Grandad sat down as she removed her bluejeans and panties. Megan then retrieved the toy bag and placed it on the table within his reach and placed her hips on his lap. A short warm up that she was grateful for was over quickly. The moderate swats followed by hard ones were mixed in by rapid succession assured her that a hard punishment was commencing. When he reaches for the toy bag, she is told to count the number of tent stakes with each implement. The leather paddle lands hard on her left cheek - then on her right followed by the number one. The leather struck her hard 24 times. The light strap is next to represent the 12 lost stakes. The wooden pain stick causes her to squirm and wimpier with each swat on her bare ass before she is told to rise and bend over the table with her legs spread and arms stretched out. But due to her recent training, no restraints were needed. The heavy strap and wooden paddle are forcefully applied causing tears to run down her cheeks. The cane is then employed to cover the lower part of her bottom with 12 welts that will assure uncomfortable setting.
As Megan retreats to place her freshly spanked bottom on the wood chair behind grandmother's sewing machine; Liz, who has been watching her sister being punished - something she usually enjoys. But this time watching her sister has made her even more uncomfortable. Her wet pussy is leaking from the sides of the chastity belt and running down her legs. She pulled her dress off over her head and walked over to her grandfather and asked for a hard spanking. He remarked that she was still sore, and it would be very painful. Liz looked down at the lock on her belt and said: "yes please". Grandad unlocked the belt - as he removed it, he told her that it needed to cleaned before it was put away. Liz nodded as she climbed over his lap. Her bottom had healed remarkably well in a short time, but this would indeed be painful. Liz was bucking and kicking as soon as the warm-up ended. When the pain stick struck her hard, she screamed and bucked for the first few, but her reactions slowly muted as she slid into sub-space. Noticing this, Grandad begin working - he applied the pain stick in the same place again and again until a sore formed. He moved the stick across her ass in this manor making a row of sores across her sit-spot she'd feel for days. Grandad wanted both of his girls to feel equally uncomfortable. Then he instructed her to masturbate as he spanked her. When the organism over took her in hard spasms, he applied the paddle forcibly across her sores to produce maximum pain to compliment the pleasure. This produced a sub-space nirvana that held her for several long minutes. When Liz rose from Grandad's lap, she was as content - but her ass radiated pain and would be VERY sore for days to come. She pressed her nude body against him and hugged him tightly as he wiped the tears from her eyes.
Later, Megan walked into the room still bottomless, but proudly carrying a perfectly stitched tent stake bag. Grandad examined it smiling and chose to reward her. She was instructed to re-assume her position over the table. The small pussy whip was applied with moderate force until she was shaking with a powerful orgasm. The spasms lasted several wonderful minuets before she rose and thanked her grandad with a kiss on his cheek. Both girls sat very uncomfortably at dinner that night.
Megan and Liz cleaned up after dinner and retreated to Megan's room and examined their bottoms in the full length mirror. Megan viewed her welts proudly, but admired Liz's sores - instinctively, they both reach to feel the damage on the other's bottom. Liz became aroused and turned towards the bed, but Megan's pussy was still sore from her date with the pussy whip. Liz laid on her back and twisted her sores into the rip-cord bed spread as she fingered herself. Megan could only watch her sister cum hard and quickly. She smiled at Liz as she came down from her orgasm. The two sister's talked frankly about the pro's and cons of the implements used on them and the merits of their respective spankings. They were interrupted with Grandad calling Megan.
Grandad told her that it was time for her welts to be spanked before she went to bed. Megan smiled and replied that instead of a hand spanking, she'd like to feel leather striking her. Grandad remarked that that would be very painful. Megan said that that was what sub-space was for, and she'd like to waken the next morning with a VERY sore ass. Grandad shook his head up and own as Megan pulled her dress over her head and placed her hips across his lap. She let out a yelp and kicked hard when the leather paddle struck her right ass cheek. Her head jerked and she streaked in pain when it landed on the other cheek. Her ass was re-ignited with pain each punishing stroke as tears streamed down her cheeks. After 12 swats on each side, Grandad paused to let her endorphins try to save her. Megan smiled for a moment before the paddle came down again. After a few more swats, her reactions moderated and her body relaxed. She simply accepted the on-slot in sub-space. Grandad finished this set and proceeded with another reducing the lower 1/3 of her bottom to a brilliant purple hue. He then told her to masturbate her sore pussy while he finished. She couldn't resist in this state and began fingering herself in earnest. She climaxed forcefully over his lap as he laid it on. Her sub-space orgasm was punctuated with pure pain that brought her to the beyond her previous limits of pain&pleasure.
She rose and turned towards her grandfather with glazed eyes and a quivering lower lip. He rose and the two of them embraced for several minuets allowing her to regain her footing in reality. She became aware that her ass was radiating pain and smiled and thanked him.
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