My Sister and a good Toothbrushing!

As I recounted in my Writing Lines post, my sister Sue was over for dinner last weekend, and we were both all geared up to do something naughty with david when he blew it by deliberately acting up to "earn" himself a spanking. I made him write lines instead, which made him a very unhappy boy (mainly because he missed out on getting dommed by us in a more substantial fashion).

When I spoke with Sue afterwards she said she was disappointed she did not get to spank him. I told her that if she wanted to spank him, she has my complete permission to just go ahead and do it. She said she wouldn’t feel right doing that. So I dared her to initiate a spanking herself and not to worry about it so much. I challenged her to surprise me, and told her I will love watching it, whatever she chooses to do.

The upshot of this was that Sue came over this past Sunday, and did indeed spank david, although it was a pretty meagre spanking by my standards. Fortunately, I had some more, ahem, "interesting" ways to discipline david planned for after Sue was done with him.

As it happened, Sue had me worried she wasn't going to do anything by waiting practically all evening. In fact, she waited until the exact same time as last week, just as we finished up dinner and david was getting up to clear (I suspected she might do something then, so I had not given up all hope).

She told david to hold up a moment. She said that last week she and I wound up clearing dishes while he was writing lines. She asked him if I had punished him for that yet?  He said that writing out lines was the punishment. Sue disagreed. She said writing out the lines was punishment for deliberately misbehaving, not a punishment for not actually clearing. Looking it up now, david's exact lines were.

I must not try to manipulate my wife and her sister into giving me a spanking by deliberately misbehaving.

So she was absolutely right. Point Susan! I guess she was paying attention. More than david who wrote it out 200 times, anyways!

She went on to ask him if he thought that it was fair that he did not receive a punishment for making us do his work? david said she was right, it was not fair.

"How does Julie usually punish you for something like this?" She asked him. I was entertained. I wasn't going to jump in and answer. I was wondering what he would say.

"She usually gives me a spanking with the hairbrush," he said in a soft voice, barely audible. Aha! His old friend the hairbrush. That's what he first asked me to spank him with. I guess he still kinks out over that.

"Then you better go get me the hairbrush." Sue said, as if speaking to an infant.

david made a cute little "ohhhh" noise and then went upstairs to get the hairbrush. Sue gave me a look and asked "is that ok?" I told her "you go, girl!"

david came back and handed Sue the hairbrush. She took it from him, smacked her palm with it, and said "pull down your pants, leave your underwear up."  david dropped his trousers. He had on his boys underwear and his shirttails covered those up. Sue pushed her dining room chair away from the table and said, "go on, get across my knee." david draped himself submissively across her knee. This was great!

Sue sort of flicked up his shirttails in what I can only describe as a nervous gesture. Then she rested the hairbrush on the small of his back and very delicately, with thumb and first finger of either hand, peeled his undies down to just beneath his bum. Yes!  Then she picked up the hairbrush and started spanking his bare bottom with the back of the wooden brush.

I know that brush can do some damage, but once again Sue's spanking was way too gentle, and david just lay there across her lap not really reacting at all to it. But I really did not want to say anything, as Sue initiating a spanking of david, and a pants-downer to boot, was just great in my books. I was certainly not going to criticize her at all!

Before very long she was done. She pulled his undies back up his bottom and said "I hope you've learnt a lesson". david stood up, pulled up his pants, and said very nicely "yes ma'am", although he had not learnt any lesson at all from that tiny little spanking! Well I was planning on adding some more myself, and that's when david helped me out considerably.

Sue asked him if he was going to be happy about clearing the dishes now? david gave an answer that had both of us incredulous. He said "Well, I won’t ever be happy about it..."

What! I thought. Was he trying again to manipulate us? Unbelievable if so! "Exactly what do you mean by that?" I jumped in and asked him directly, ready to put a stop to things and have him write out those same punishment lines from last week, only this time until his fingers bled! "I mean, I'll do it, I'm just not going to enjoy it, of course, but I'll do it because I have to." He was looking very panicked as he said this, seeing the look in my eye (I was always good at "that look" when I'm mad, even before I started spanking him).

I calmed down and thought things through. I know david, and on balance I didn’t think he was trying to manipulate us. It's just the way his brain works. His statement may have been strictly true in his mind, but it is hardly the right attitude. He can say very stupid things and insist they are "logical".

No, I told him patiently, you enjoy clearing the dishes because you enjoy knowing that Sue and I can relax. He said yes, that was what he meant. I told him that was not what he said, I very much doubted that was what he meant, and what he did say displayed a very poor attitude. I asked Sue if she agreed with me, and she said she absolutely did. Turned out I didn’t need to truck out any of david's other misdeeds during the week to justify punishing him as he had just got himself into a whole heap of trouble all by himself.

I told him I didn’t think he had learnt his lesson at all from Sue's spanking, and he needed another spanking, much more strict and from me this time, to make sure he learns it properly. "Strip!" I told him. "Now. Bare naked. Not a stitch for your spanking." david was a little shocked with my ferocity, but did as he was told with a meek little "yes dear".

Sue and I watched him strip bare, and we were both angry with him. I was angry because I still thought that maybe he was trying to manipulate us. Sue was angry because she picked up on my emotions, I think. What made me angrier, given my suspicions, was what we saw when he was nude. He was hard. He tried to cover himself but I slapped his hands away and told them to keep them by his sides. I also told him he should be ashamed of himself for always having an erection.

I grabbed him by the ear, and threw him across my lap (big boys go so easily across your lap when you have them by the ear!). I asked Sue for the hairbrush, and I started in on david's butt and upper thighs. No warmup! I had him howling from the first smack. I can tell you, he did not just lie there passively across my knee. He was bucking and yelling like a banshee (sorry... I guess that's not PC anymore!).

Sue stood there with a bit of a "yikes" face going on, but did not tear her eyes away from my strict spanking. I gave him about a hundred or so in a couple of minutes, and his butt was red and bruised. Half-way through I threw my right leg over the backs of both of his as he was squirming so much I thought he might fall off. He was really helpless after I did that and he had to endure the rest of his strict haribrush paddling from me without kicking his legs at all.

While still across my lap I asked if he liked clearing dishes now? He said "Yes ma'am, I love it!" I asked him why did he love it so much? He answered because he loved that Sue and I did not have to. "Don’t you forget it!" I told him as I smacked him hard another couple of dozen times.

Honestly, I could have controlled myself more, but I didn't feel like it. I used the emotion of the perceived manipulation to really let him have it. I think I scared david and Sue!

Sue said "Wow. My spanking was nothing like that, was it? Is that how hard he wants it?"  Funny thing, david was lying right there, across my lap all bare as she asked me. So I told david to answer. I told him to tell Sue if he needed his spanking to be that hard. He was again on pretty thin ice, but he managed to say the right thing, "when I need to learn a lesson, yes ma'am". Sue then said, bless her heart, "I see I need to spank you harder next time." Absolutely!

I wasn't done with him yet, though. I had planned a very humiliating little additional punishment for david, and I was going to do it come hell or high water, whether he deserved it or not.

One of my commenters, "ken2", responding to my request for suggestions regarding what mischief Sue and I could get up to the first time suggested the following in this comment:

While you want to refrain from rear end penetration this time, you can still enhance the exposure off his little pucker. Have him spread his own cheeks to show it off while over your lap (or Sue's). Then apply a dab of menthol toothpaste. That should result in some delightful pucker winking for your entertainment. (For a more intense sensation use a drop of hot sauce!)

I answered him as follows.

Toothpaste on his bum hole? My my, what will they think of next! I have a love/hate relationship with this sort of suggestion. I would love to do it to him, but I feel like I would need to know how intense the experience is first, so I hope it makes you nice and hard knowing I will have to try it out on myself (in private, thank you very much) first, and I blame you!

Yes. Sigh. I did try it out on myself. All you boys may now jerk off to the thought of me with toothpaste up my butt!

This is how it came about. As soon as I woke up in the morning I thought about Sue coming over later, and I started thinking about things to do to david in front of her to keep it lively, to shock her, to have something to write about, to demonstrate my total control over david in front of her, and to feed my naughty exhibitionist tendencies. A few things came to mind, but nothing perfect. I got up to brush my teeth, and that's when ken's suggestion came to mind. I practically laughed out loud imagining me brushing toothpaste into his bum hole in front of my sister! I'd even get her to hold his cheeks apart as I did it! Perfect, perfect, perfect!

Only thing was, I didn't want it to be a joke. I would only do it if he was going to feel it. Only one way to find out ahead of time. I brush with a whitening paste, and I wasn't about to try that out on myself (or him!), but david has his tube of regular right there. I took a quick look around to make sure he was not around. I squeezed a bit of the toothpaste onto my finger, thought I should wet it a little, and then stuck my finger up my bum and spread it around in there.

Oh My! It felt minty fresh, in a very unpleasant sort of way! I endured it for about three minutes, long enough to know what it felt like, and to be pretty sure it was safe. I was sure hoping the burn would not stay! I got into the shower and washed it all out with a lot of soap. It's very strange. It's uncannily similar to having toothpaste in your mouth. That cool fresh feeling works down there also. Very very strange, and very, very, unpleasant. After it was all washed out, however, I was almost as good as new (but still knew something had happened down there, and was reminded of it gently all day long, in fact). No lasting effects, but very hard to take while it's going on. Perfect! The things I do for science.

Anyways, so there was david, lying nude across my lap, with a very well-spanked bum on display. I told him that since he didn’t like clearing dishes, his punishment would be for him to watch Sue and I clear the dishes, and he could feel bad about that. Sue argued with me, saying "hold on there, I think he should clear the dishes, just like he is!" (she meant all bare naked - Ha Ha!). I told Sue I had a better idea.

I asked her if she could possibly fetch me the big tube of regular toothpaste up in my bathroom, along with the old worn out toothbrush next to it. She looked at me skeptically. "Trust me," I said. She shrugged and went to get it. david asked "what are you going to do?" sounding a bit worried. I smacked his bum for an answer and told him to mind his own business (I guess it his business, but who cares). I unhooked his legs, but kept him draped over my knee as Sue got the toothbrush and paste.

When she brought it for me, I undid the lid (not putting the lid back on his toothpaste is a spanking offence - one I've doled out a couple of times already) and squeezed out a generous dollop onto the brush. I asked Sue to pass me a glass of water that was on the dinner table, and dipped the brush briefly in it. Then I asked Sue if she could please hold his bottom cheeks apart for me. "Oh, you wouldn’t!" she said to me. "I certainly would!" I said back to her. "Is it safe?" she asked. I assured her it was safe, but plenty unpleasant. He would know he was being punished. I told her I researched it on the Internet (only a half-truth. Ha Ha!) She shrugged, and bent at the waist and pushed his cheeks apart. "The things I do for you," she said. I very gently used the brush to push the toothpaste into his rear end.

david started kicking up a little fuss of "no, please"s but he stayed in place for this little bit of humbling humiliation at our hands. Ha Ha!

It kept coming off at the entrance, so I had to push it in several times that way. Sue was very enthousiastic about her job, getting a firmer grip and pulling him wider apart as she saw I was having difficulty stuffing all the toothpaste into his hole. She made his bottom hole spread as wide as it possibly could for me by manipulating his cheeks.

Feedback from him afterwards was that this was a new most humiliating thing in his lifetime. Yes! Score! I know it is, but why is the butthole such a shameful thing for him? I'm just glad he has one, and that he gets so deliciously embarrased when my sister spreads it wide and stares at it while I ass-fuck him with a toothbrush. Ha Ha!

Once it was all mostly in, I again very gently pushed the brush in and gave the insides of his bottom hole a gentle brushing, all around. Around and around in there, back and forth, and up and down. david said "oh no!" and "ouch!" or something along those line as the bristles of the toothbrush were going in. Sue did a wonderful job holding his cheeks nice and wide. She had a nice bird's eye view of his brushy penetration and even offered a few helpful suggestions such as "go in and out a bit more," and "how about on the outside there?" She was getting into it alright.

I got a little more toothpaste, and brushed it around the outside with a little scrubbing action. "Ouch, ouch, ouch" was all david could say. His little brown hole became a little white hole!

When I was done, I said "I think we can throw this out," referring to the toothbrush. I got david to stand up, left him with Sue, and went into the adjoining kitchen to toss it out. When I got back, david was looking rather pained and squirming around. Sue was holding her nude and violated brother-in-law steady with a grip on his upper arm. "It hurts!" he said. "Good," I said, "it's meant to."  He then said, "but it might hurt me down there," looking worried. I took his face in my hands and said, "trust me." I wasn't going to leave him like that much longer than I had done to myself, so I was quite confident he would be fine.

I took him by the arm to the kitchen and made him stand against the wall, hands on his head, facing out. "You can stay there and watch Sue and I do your work for you." I told him. Not surprisingly, his penis was completely limp, and he was doing a little wiggle-dance for us the whole time, which was very amusing because his little limp penis did a dance all its own, as did his testicles each time he squeezed his thighs tightly together and then released them again.

It took us five minutes or so to clear and load the dishwasher. Sue made a few joking comments, and asked david how the toothpaste up his bum felt? All he said was "It hurts ma'am. Ouch. It hurts!" He kept wiggling the whole time and wouldn't stay still, but his feet did stay where we had put them, and his hands did stay on his head, so we didn’t mind.

Once the dishes were cleared and in the dishwasher I asked david if he had learnt a lesson? He said yes ma'am he had. And what is that lesson, david? "That the reason I enjoy doing chores is because I know you and Sue won’t have to do them." Very good.

I told him that when I allow him to, he may go upstairs into the shower and wash the toothpaste out of his bottom hole. After that I wanted him naked, face down on the bed, bent over three pillows, because I was not finished with his little bottom-hole yet.

david looked very pained at that, expecting a dildoing from my strap-on up his abused bottom, and no doubt embarassed that I had said that in front of Sue. I imagine Sue thought the same. Actually, I was planning on applying some cream to his bumhole if he needed it (he didn't). But they didn't need to know that!

"Go ahead," I said, and he darted up the stairs like his bum was on fire (and I guess it was!).

Once he was gone, Sue turned to me and said, "I hope he's going to be ok. You are so bad! I'm so bad to help you!"

I said "He'll be fine. I tried it on myself first." Her mouth dropped open. "You didn't!" I told her I did, and it burned like the dickens, but no harm done. Then I asked her, "but did you have fun?" She hesitated, then said one word, "yes," and hid her face in her hands.

As Sue was leaving we could hear that the shower was still on. I joked with Susan that I bet he's having anal sex with a bar of soap right around now! Ha Ha!

That was amazing, and I would say that it is now pretty much official that david is my and my sister Sue's beeyotch!

P.S. Thank you ken, for the inspired suggestion.