Thursday, April 30

Sister Disciplines Me

I'm sitting on a sore bottom (and sore somewhere else as well), writing up the events of earlier today. I have just been thoroughly disciplined by my Big Sister Susan. It was a very, very emotional experience.


As I wrote up in my last blog post, Sunday Dinner, Sue told me I would be disciplined "by the book" for blabbing to my Mom and Dad about her involvement in my spankings which, unsurprisingly, she did not appreciate. "By the book" refers to my DD Contract I wrote up more for my husband's sake, and shared with Sue for her opinion, who read it and declared me "certifiably insane", but in a good-natured (?) way.

I was at my Mom and Dad's house and she "joked" that she would take me upstairs and spank me then and there. She laughed at me when I thought she was serious. Instead, she told me she'd come around Wednesday after dinner to discipline me. She arranged it with David who had no qualms whatsoever handing me over to her for that purpose. They agreed it would be "by the book", and accordingly David would have me nude, facing the corner, for when Sue arrived. With David we've agreed it's usually his hand. With Sue I was expecting the large wooden spoon.

I had not consciously considered my sister as a potential disciplinarian under the terms of my contract. In my mind, it was clearly intended as a thing between a dominant husband and a taken-in-hand wife. Yes, I had contemplated others spanking me in the contract, but not in the manner spelled out in the contract, which is very intimate in many ways. However, David and Sue both clearly interpreted it differently, and as it is a matter of discipline, I am not allowed to question my husband's interpretation, per the contract. Moreover, having Sue perform the duties is clearly not a contract violation, and there is a decent argument that it may even be specifically called out, so I made my own bed and must now lie in it.

Sue was due to arrive at 8pm. I had been dreading the moment since Sunday. Ok, to be honest, both dreading and anticipating. The "dread" part came from the fact that I knew Sue would not go easy on me with the large wooden spoon. While she always maintains a pleasant demeanour, she was legitimately pissed off at me this time. She did not want Mom and Dad knowing she was mixed up in my shit. So I was expecting the worst. I had been seriously spanked by her once before and it was no joke.

Of course, being who I am, the expectation of pain and embarrassment excites me as well. So I alternated between being sexually excited at the prospect of my disciplining, and being scared of it as well.

At 7pm David sent me upstairs to undress and bathe. He said he expected me down no later than 7:45pm to perform naked corner time in the living room while I awaited Sue's arrival.

I took a bubble bath and washed thoroughly. For some reason I wanted to smell nice for my sister. I felt it was more... submissive. I was done at around 7:40pm, and very self-consciously made my way back downstairs buck naked and stuck my nose in the corner of the living room. David was seated there reading, and he did not say a word to me as I did that. I was in a state of disgrace, as called for in the contract.

It was a very long 20 minutes until the front doorbell rung. All the dread and anticipation of the past three days seemed hyper-concentrated into my 20 minutes in the corner.

The doorbell rang. It was so loud! DING DONG. I could hear David go to the door, open it for Sue, and greet her. I could hear them kissing each other twice on the cheek.

"Where's our naughty girl," asked Sue. here I am.

David brought Sue into the living room. "Put your hands on your head!" she said sternly. I did so immediately and said "Yes Ma'am". She meant business, oh crap.

"Where do you keep that big wooden spoon?" Sue asked David as they walked to the kitchen.

"Not sure," replies David. "One of those drawers? No not that one. Over there maybe?" I could hear them rummaging around through my kitchen. I knew exactly where I kept the big wooden spoon Sue was referring to.

"Oh, here it is!" said Sue, finding it. oh goody.

The spoon she was thinking of is this one.


Holy shit! There are two kinds of wooden spoons. The kind my Mom threatened us kids with (but never actually used), and the kind that is used to make a big girl regret her decision-making. This was the latter.

She came back into the living room with David and they sat.

"You. Come here," she said. She wouldn't even use my name. I was "you" to her.

I came out of my corner, my hands still on my head, and went over to face her. I felt really naked. She was sitting and sort of sprawled out on the sofa, a foot on the coffee table. She had on blue jeans, her dark grey alpaca sweater, and suede ankle boots. She's blonde like me. The wooden spoon was tossed casually beside her, and in her hand she held a stapled together printout of what turned out to be my DD Contract.

"Kneel up here," she said, pointing to a spot in front of her, "cross your arms behind your back. Hold your elbows."

"Yes Ma'am" I whispered, and knelt up, and crossed my arms behind my back. My breasts jutted out. I was conscious of my shaved sex. This was some kind of "slave position" or something.


"I want to go over this contract with you before we get started," she said.

Sue then went over the contract clause by clause. I can mostly reproduce what she said by reading through it myself as I write this. It triggers certain phrases she used throughout that I remember. I'll just render the dialog here as best I can based on that.

"Purpose... Definitions... Effective Date. It says you've agreed to abide to this until October, correct? No renegotiation until then? You're bound are you? Ok, a lot of boilerplate about the renegotiation process. General Duties. Your Duties next. Obedience. You need to be obedient to David, or his delegate, yes?"

"Yes, Ma'am. David can delegate and all the terms apply. That's how he interprets it Ma'am."

"And all matters of interpretation are left to David. But do you agree with his interpretation?"

"It doesn't matter Ma'am."

"I asked you a fucking question," she insisted.

"Yes Ma'am, I agree with my husband's interpretation of my contract, Ma'am."

"You need to accept your discipline gracefully is how I'm reading this. No backtalk. Yes Sir, No sir. You can keep using Ma'am for me. Then there's a specific clause about Sexual Obedience. After being punished you have to accept whatever sex act is demanded of you, correct? Is that delegated as well?"

"Yes Ma'am," I answered. Was she going there?

"Sounds like fun for David. Then a bunch of stuff around your commitments.  Exercising, diet, weight, booze, keeping yourself waxed and shaved..." she looked me over. "Check. And, ha ha, highest standards of personal hygiene especially your ass and cunt. Did you clean them for me?" she asked with a laugh.

"Yes Ma'am."

"No nasty smells?"

"No Ma'am"

"You do smell nice. Chores. Safety. Oh! Ladylike comportment. Very nice. Kink. You need to scene your hubby. I can see that. Are you keeping that up, you two, with all of this?"

"Yes Ma'am." I answered truthfully. I had just scened David last on Saturday so I was good there.

"And here's the famous Oral Sex clause. Ha ha. You have to improve do you? And consult experts? I'm no slouch myself, you know?"

"I know, Ma'am."

"I'll give you a little training session some other day. Maybe I can demonstrate on David, while you watch, ok?"

"Yes Ma'am. Thank you Ma'am". She was teasing me. But she might also be serious.

"She is obedient!" she told David. I don't know what David made of that. Was she just teasing? She has blown him before, which got under my skin.

"And it says you can't spit. Are you a spitter? Men hate that. Even I know that much. Going Potty. Ha ha. Ok, here it is, the Discipline section."

She spent some time silently re-reading that part.

"Oh, this is carte blanche, sweetie."

She never uses "sweetie" with me!

"You do get a safeword. Are you going to use it if I spank you too hard?"

"No Ma'am"

"That's right. You can take it. Types of Discipline. Awww, punished like a child but more painful and more embarrassing. I think I can arrange that. Naked. Check. Public locations? Embarrassing and slutty outfits in public? Naughty girl. Spanking Discipline: here that is. David should mostly use his hand because he's a guy. I can use whatever I want, though, correct?"

"Yes Ma'am. Next clause Ma'am."

"Oh that's right, it says that right here anyways. Different positions. Exposure. Oh and here it is, David may invite other participants to apply Discipline on his behalf. Am I invited, David?"

"Absolutely," he said, "anytime."

Anytime????

"And naughty, naughty, naughty, you specifically mention Dad. You know I think he was turned on seeing you spanked. He hasn't stopped talking about it, according to Mom. That's gross. Cornertime, yada, yada, yada. Timing and Location. Basically anywhere anytime. Ha! Discipline Integrity. It says you need to come out of it Reflective, Remorseful, Surrendered, and Embarrassed. I'll do my best. And then, Awww, After-Care. That's nice. Then the Discipline Ceremony. Sounds very official. Disrobe completely. Yup. Cornertime. Check. Silent and kneeling. Check. Now I have to ask you why you are going to be disciplined. Do I do this here or upstairs?"

"If we're going upstairs, then upstairs, Ma'am," I answered.

"We are going upstairs. I'm not going to spank you in front of David. This will be a little sister-to-sister bonding time. Ok?"

"Yes Ma'am," Oh Shit.

"blah, blah, blah, little warmup spanking then the main event. Got it. More cornertime maybe, then After Care. Next something about Immediate Discipline which doesn't apply here so I can skip that, and then a bunch of stuff about Maintenance Spanking, again doesn't apply here. And that's all she wrote. You are a little perv."

"Yes Ma'am," I agreed.

"Ok, let's do this," Sue said as she put down the contract and picked up the big wooden spoon. "Stand up. Go up to your bedroom and park your nose in the corner, I'll be up in a minute."

I stood and went upstairs and put my nose in the corner. I wasn't sure where to put my hands, so settled on my head, as Sue had required before.

I found out afterwards from David that she double-checked with him that it was ok to spank me one-on-one in the bedroom, and she cleared the implement and the severity. She did not consult him on the "extras" she was thinking of for me. I didn't know any of that at the time.

I heard my sister coming up the stairs for me, and into the bedroom where I was cornered.

"Naughty, naughty, naughty," she said. "You know I am pretty mad at you. Come here."

Sue had taken a seat by the side of the bed. The wooden spoon was beside her. I went to her.

"Kneel down in front of me. Give me your hands. Eyes down."

This was all straight out the Contract. I knelt at her feet submissively with my knees spread and looked down at the carpet. I held out my hands to her and she took both my hands into hers. This was another one of those "slave positions" that Jenny over at Domestic Discipline, Jenny Style! adopted into her Contract. My pussy was spread and open in front of Sue.


It was humbling for me to be kept like that in front of my fully-clothed sister who was preparing to spank me for betraying her trust.

"Why are you being disciplined?" she asked me.

"Because I... I told Mom and Dad that you were involved in my spankings..."

"Yes you did. What right did you have to do that? You know I didn't want them to know, We talked about it when we started. It was supposed to be a secret to them. A secret to everyone we did not explicitly share it with, which we would decide together. You broke your promise to me."

"I'm sorry," I said. I could feel the tears welling in my eyes.

"Why did you do it?" she asked.

"I didn't... didn't intend to... it just came out in the moment. I'm sorry." I started crying.

"I'm very upset with you, Julie." she said.

"I thought you weren't so mad about it," I said, still crying.

"I'm not going to yell. I'm not going to scream. But I am angry with you. You broke your trust with me."

"I'm so sorry..." I said, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Alright, I can see you are," Sue said. "and I'm going to forgive you after I've disciplined you. Is that fair enough?"

"Yes Ma'am," I said, sniffling.

"Thank you for recognizing you did wrong."

"Thank you Ma'am."

"Now get up here and crawl across my knee for your spanking."

The word spanking always effects me.

"Yes Ma'am," I said. I was still crying as I went across Sue's knee. My feet and chest were supported on the bed. My middle was across her lap, over her jeans. Her Angora sweater was soft against me.

"I'm going to start with a warm-up spanking with just my hand," she told me. She then started in on spanking my naked cheeks.


It wasn't very many, maybe a couple of dozen, and they increased in intensity, but it was pretty mild. She paused and must have reached for the wooden spoon, because the next thing I knew it was positioned squarely on my left cheek.


"I'm going to give you one-hundred spanks with the spoon," Sue said, "and I expect you to apologize to me, and keep apologizing to me, as I'm doing it." She lifted the spoon off my cheek and started my spanking.

Ow!

"I'm sorry Ma'am!" I cried out.

Ow. Oh. Ow. Ouch. Ow. Oh.

"I'm sorry Ma'am! I'm really, really, sorry. I apologize! I'll be more thoughtful! I'm sorry. I'm sorry!"

Ow. Oh. Ow. Ouch. Ow. Oh.

I kept up the apologies. That was the toughest part. But apologizing constantly during a one-hundred spank spanking does drive the point home. I also got that feeling. I had done wrong. I was being punished. My Big Sister was punishing me. The point of the spanking was not kink. The point was punishment. That makes it different. Expiation of guilt feels good. Makes me feel... cared for. Cared for by my big sister. It also occurred to me, now that the cat was out the bag, would this spanking be a topic for next Sunday's family dinner? Dad did ask last week if I had been spanked. What would we say? I guess I would have to defer to Sue.

After the one hundred she said, "ok, we're done with your spanking. Stand up now." I must say, I was disappointed. It should have been much harder. I was frankly expecting much, much worse.

More like this.

I got up off her lap. I leaned in to give her a hug and say "thank you", but she held me away. "Oh, we're not done yet," Sue said. I suspected I had gotten off a little too easy.

"You really fucked me over with Mom and Dad," she said.

I was confused. Confused but also... sensing what was coming. No...

"I know, I'm sorry..." I said again.

"Where do you keep your strap-on?" she asked me.

Oh no no no. An ass fucking from my sister!?! Just earlier today a commenter had asked,
I was wondering what in particular made you definitely not want a spanking from Sue in your old room?[...] Maybe you made the wrong choice and should've taken your spanking in your old bedroom rather than have to take a naked spanking and a potential strap-on fucking.
-Kasey
How prophetic. I answered.
I was not thinking I was trading it off for a potential strap-on fucking. I really can't imagine she would go there.
But was she? Was she going to go there? I had no defence. The Contract allows for delegation. and in the Sexual Obedience section it states, "After having been Disciplined [...] [Delegate] may ask for any sexual act to be performed upon or by Julie, and Julie cannot refuse, regardless of the act." I would not back out of my contract. If she insisted, it was her right.

"Where do you keep your strap-on?" she asked me.

"in the... top drawer..." and I pointed to the bedside table. Sue opened the drawer and found my strap-on harness.

"where's the big dildo?" she asked.

"bottom drawer..."

"Is it clean?" she asked.

"yes ma'am" I answered back quietly. I always keep my toys clean...

She got them both out and assembled them.

Assembled for a painful and humiliating punishment
fucking from my sister to teach me my place.

She took her sweater off revealing a white T underneath. She took off her boots, socks, and her jeans. She had full-cut black panties on. She put the strap-on on over her panties with a practised efficiency and cinched it into place.

"Kneel down, I want to talk to you," she said. I knelt.

She got near to me and bumped the tip of Adam gently into my face.

"I'm not going to rape you," she told me. "I know I could do what I wanted to, because of your dumb contract. But I'm not going to make you. I think you fucked me, and now I want to teach you a lesson by fucking you, but it's up to you. If you don't want to, I'll forgive you all the same. But if you really want to apologize to me, you'll accept it."

Oh gosh, what a choice. I confess to being a bit... turned on. Mainly by her masculine-style dominance. And no matter what Sue said about letting me off the hook, it would be against my Contract to refuse, and I would not do that regardless.

I indicated my acceptance by taking her cock in my mouth.

"No no, you greedy little whore," Sue said, pulling the dick away from me. "That'll be for another time."

I felt embarrassed. I know it's stupid, but it felt like I was being rejected? And talk about embarrassing myself. Trying to suck my sister's dick?

"If you want to do this, get up on the bed, tits down and ass up," she said.

I went on to the bed as indicated. I put my arms out in front of me with my forehead and breasts down on the bedsheets. I waited.

"Arch your back more," she said.

I pulled my body in a bit tighter and arched harder, presenting my ass.


I appreciated that Sue gave me a choice (in her mind). But it's almost more embarrassing that I had a choice. I could have gotten away without submitting to this. I would still have been completely forgiven. So this was a choice I made. It was my choice to be presenting like this to my Big Sister for an ass fucking.

"Lube?" she asked.

"top drawer..." I answered. My ass was going to get destroyed. Adam is bigger and harder than David. And David's cock hurt in my ass already. I was not at all stretched out. This was going to be hard to take. I was scared.

She got the tube of lube and asked me for my right hand. I crossed it under me and put my hand out, palm up. She squirted a generous portion of lube onto my hand.

"Get yourself ready for me," she said.

I took the lube, reached around behind me, and started rubbing it into my asshole.

"Not your ass, stupid. Your pussy," she said.  "I'm not sodomizing you, I'm fucking you," she said. "Don't move now, I need to wash your hand."

Oh blush. Now I was an ass whore as well. But... pussy? That is very, very intimate... I didn't think she would... do that.

Sue came back with a washcloth and cleaned the lube off my hand. And then she cleaned my asshole off with the washcloth also! She made me give her my other hand, and squirted lube into that.

"Get your pussy ready for me," she told me.

"yes ma'am," I said. I passed my hand under me and rubbed the lube onto my pussy lips and into the hole. I was already a bit wet.

Sue took more of the lube and lubed up her dildo. She used the washcloth to clean both our hands, and then she wiped gently around the entrance to my pussy to remove excess lube. She lined up behind me and I could feel the head at my pussy lips.

"Guide it in," she told me. I put my hand back under me and using my hand a bit and my hips, I put the tip of the dildo where it should go. Sue gently pushed in. Oooh. Owww. Adam is pretty big, even for my pussy. The tip passed into me though, and Sue pushed it to about halfway. She pulled back and then pushed back in again. She did that a few more times and I could feel her cock going deeper into me each time.

Sue grabbed onto my hips and hoisted me up a bit towards her. "Ok, I'm going to give you one-hundred thrusts now. I want you to count them out." She pulled back and thrust all the way in. Ahhh!


"one," I said.

She pulled back and repeated

"t...t...t...two"

Again, and again and again she fucked me deeply. None too hard, none too fast, but all of them deep. She varied the pace, and varied the speed of the thrust, and varied the angle, and varied the depth of the thrust. Sue was actually good. She knew how to fuck. And she was fucking me! I was her fuck toy!

At fifty she paused. Pulled out. Applied more lube to her dildo. And pushed it back in. It went in easily.

"fifty-one"

"fifty-two"

and so on to

"ninety-nine"

"one hundred"

On the one hundredth stroke she stayed deep inside of me. She leaned over me and almost in a whisper said, "do you get it now? If you fuck me, I'm going to fuck you back."

I had to answer, deeply impaled on her cock, "yes Ma'am, I understand."

She pulled out, gave me a slap on my ass (!), and said, "go rinse off that pussy and wash your hands."

I went to the bathroom and used a washcloth on my private parts. I'd just been fucked. Fucked by my sister. I put my fingers into my pussy. She had just been... there. I washed my hands, and then dried my hands and my pussy.

By the time I was back, Sue was already practically dressed again. She handed me the strap-on harness with the dildo inside. "Clean that off and put it away," she told me. I went back to the bathroom and washed the dildo with its special soap, and cleaned up the strap-on harness. I had to clean the dildo my sister just used on me. Oh bush. I took the strap-on harness and the dildo both back to the bedroom and stowed them and the lube in the bedside drawer.

Sue took both hands in mine. She was totally dressed. I was totally naked.

"David doesn't know about your fucking, and we're going to keep it that way. Nobody knows. Got it? Our little secret."

"Yes Ma'am," I answered earnestly. I would not be making that mistake again.

"Go back down to the living room and put your nose back in the corner where I found you."

"Yes Ma'am," I said. But before I left, and leaned in and gave Sue a massive hug. She hugged me back. "I love you," I told her. "I love you too," she said back to me. "Am I forgiven?" I asked her. "Yes. yes you are. Absolutely," said Sue with a smile.

I scooted back down to the living room and put my nose straight back into its corner. David came by to survey the damage. "She went easy on you," he said, observing the relatively mild state of my bum, and also no doubt on the lack of shrieking that had come out of the bedroom.

Sue was close behind me and answered him. "I don't know about that," said Sue. "I think she learned her lesson. Did you learn your lesson, Julie? Did you learn not to fuck with me?"

"Yes, Ma'am," I answered concealing a smile on my face.

"Keep her in the corner as long as you think she needs. I've got to go now," said Sue. David saw her to the door and wished her goodbye.

He came back to me and said, "you're done." I came out of the corner. "What went on up there?" he asked me, highly suspicious.

"I got a spanking, and a good talking to."

"Is that it?" he asked.

"That's it," I said. I couldn't disobey Sue on this.

"Alright, if you say so." He pulled me by the arm to the spanking chair, sat, and took me across his knee. He started directly spanking my ass with his hand.

"Just a little reminder to keep your confidences," he said as he spanked me. I think he was both reminding me about my earlier misbehaviour, but also reinforcing that he knew something else went on up there, and I was to keep it secret.

As usual, David's hand was hard and punishing. I was being spanked. He was letting me know to whom I belonged. He asked me, "are you going to be a good little girl the rest of the week?"

"Yes Sir! I'm going to be a... good little girl... all the rest of the week Sir!"

He finished spanking me and stood me up. "Now get upstairs to the bedroom, and get on the bed on your back and spread your legs for me."

"Yes Sir!" I said and ran to do as I was told. Did he know?

David came up, and gave me my second fucking in an hour. My pussy was a bit sore already, but it didn't matter. David was less than one hundred strokes, but it was raw and manly! He came inside of me as he grunted. He then immediately went down on me and started licking my pussy, and cleaning out his own cum. Midway through he came up to me, made me open my mouth, and French kissed a mixture of his cum and my pussy juices into my mouth. "Swallow," he said. I did. He went back down and "finished the job". Twice. He must have known! But I couldn't ask.

So that was all very unexpected for me. My sister and husband sure entertain me. I felt very dominated by my big sister. The fucking was almost... a-sexual in a way? She was using the big dildo to make a point, not to make love. Then afterwards, I was made love to by my husband. Oh yes. A very unique method of discipline, I must say!

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    1. I wonder if Sue knows you felt you were not spanked enough. If she finds that out there is bound to be a second session!!
      Also did David comment at all about the state of your pussy as he enjoyed his “sloppy seconds”??
      All in all you are now on a path that is going to give you all the humiliation and ritual you crave, plus a whole series of sore butt cheeks.
      Please keep your writings up, please stay safe from the virus.
      Hugs
      x

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    2. David had no comment about my vagina (OMG!).

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  2. I love that you had 3 days of anticipation to think about the spanking and what “Sexual Obedience” might mean to Sue. I love the thought of you standing naked in the corner, wondering what was about to happen. I love the possibilities you considered, including having to give Sue oral service. “Gross”? Really? Since you have literally cum on the leg of your sister, I sense some cognitive dissonance going on here, probably in both of you! But there is something uniquely exciting about anticipating the unknown, or even the known, even if a big part of you doesn’t want it to happen. I love that you thought Sue was going to fuck your bottom hole and that you were willingly going to take it! I think there was a part of you, although perhaps not the actual hole, that wanted it to happen. I love how both of you tried so hard to make your fucking not sex by counting the strokes as if it was another form of spanking. I will probably perform the same mental gymnastics after I do what you want me to do. Thank you as always for sharing your intimate adventures! - david

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    1. It certainly wasn't SEX! It was punishment by means of a silicone tube repeatedly inserted into my vagina to stretch it out and make it sore. That's IT, buster!

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    2. The lady doth protest too much, methinks. ;-)

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  3. The way you were writing leading up to this, I half expected to read that you spent the evening face down in Sue's lap worshipping her pussy with a red bottom while David watched.

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  4. Ms. Julie fucked by her own sister!!  Yes it was punishment,  and I can understand that you were fucked by Sue but made love to by David.  But, if I can ask,  were you stimulated sexually even a little as your sister's  ( at that time) phallus rammed into you?
    vic

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    1. I have to pop in here an add another question:
      Don't you feel weird about crossing that line? In some kind of incestuous state?

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    2. YES! I think she's taking advantage of the situation for sure. But... I am a willing perv... and its only a strap-on...

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    3. I see, so you don't see any problems or don't fear it to get more intimate?
      You state below that you don't want to eat her out. But what if she had demanded it in this situation? Or what if you get in a more similar situation were you are turned on even more, could you say no or would you go with the flow?
      Don't want to ruin your game, just want to help you not loose focus :-)

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    4. Nah, she's my sister at the end of the day. We have fun. If I had to eat her out, I guess I would, but I'd be doing it under protest!

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  5. How did you feel during your first and second cornertime julie ?

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    1. First I was legit scared. Sue wields a mean spoon!
      Second was blissful. I thoroughly enjoyed every moment of my submission to my sister.

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    2. A healthy fear yes. Which is what I felt FOR you. The butterflies and the trembling empathetically.

      Did you feel shame and disgrace? Humiliation? Did you feel like an 8 year old, naughty little girl ?

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    3. Yes, all of those emotions until my spanking. The spanking was too mild for me to properly regress and cleanse. The fucking was a grown-up woman's penance to her sister. It was humiliating in many ways. My cheeks burn at the level of submission to her. David then properly regressed me to an 8-year-old. And then made a woman of me again!

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    4. Rollercoaster of human emotion then ? Very powerful stuff !

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  6. So Julie got a punishment fucking with Adam just like poor old David has gotten many times over the years. At least he went in your pussy instead of your little butthole. So how embarrassing was it to count every single stroke?

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    1. 100 is a lot of numbers!
      It got tedious in fact. I just wanted to feel the sensations but had to do the damned counting.

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  7. I bet Sue got so turned on spanking your naughty little behind and fucking your pussy with her big strapon cock... I hope she has a cute little plaything to attend to her needs when she gets home, otherwise you might find yourself roped into that role as well!

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    1. She does not. She is not currently living with anybody, and her chances for social interaction right now are 0. That maybe explains some of it!

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  8. Rogering here. Pussy fucked by Sue (and it could just as easily have been your bottom hole) David asserting himself and now suspecting your keeping secrets from him.Dear,dear Julie, you know how to live dangerously, but got to love you for your honesty and kinky heart! cheers.

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    1. I am sure David knows. I am sure Sue told him exactly what she would do. But it's a trap. But if I tell David, I will have "broken a confidence". So we are in a tense holding pattern!

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    2. Good deductions Julie, just have to see who breaks cover first. Rogering.

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  9. All the ritual that went into you getting a wooden spoon punishment spanking from your real big sister was a delight to read. The feelings seemed thoroughly genuine, which is what makes the circumstances so powerful. You were careless and irresponsible in revealing her secret, she was the victim of that and in a righteous position to punish you. Everything that makes a punishment a punishment was in evidence. You were totally submissive and totally exposed. Because of your behavior, you had to take your punishment. You cried from guilt and embarrassment. Your humility was real and palpable. She spanked you like a naughty little girl, and not requiring much severity to put you in your place.

    The punishment fucking made sense the way it was delivered and rationalized, yet it’s still hard for me to get my head around a real sister doing that to her real sister. It’s way more out there than a traditional over-the-knee punishment spanking, which is imbued with the power of a domestic history we recognize, in the mainstream, behind the action. Of course, and this is no criticism, mainstream is clearly not relevant within your family dynamics.

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    1. My sister is a Dominant Lesbian to her girlfriends. In that context, she was given the opportunity, and she took it. I was, frankly, curious.

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  10. Hey there Kasey here,

    I'm honoured to receive a mention in your write up, though I do admit I was, at the time, very much in a teasing mood and never actually thought she would fuck you! Wow!

    I can only imagine the emotions you were feeling as she fucked you for fucking her, that must have been worse than the spanking itself. Such an intimate and powerful act of discipline from your sister on you, she must have truly wanted to make a point.

    Which brings me to my next question, which might be a little much coming from a strange girl on the internet who enjoys reading your content but...

    All of this was about confidentiality, and how you broke that with your sister. It makes me wonder what would happen if anyone in your family found out about your blog here? It's not yours and Sue's little secret when you tell the whole internet about your adventure after all. How do you reconcile with that guilt?

    -Kasey

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    1. I rationalize it that my identity is a closely held secret, and I am very careful to not mess with that. All the names and some of the detes are changed. If I am ever doxxed, I will have to tear down the blog and will have a lot of 'splainin to do!

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    2. Ahh good good! I'm glad to hear that. Got to keep yourself safe!

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  11. Strict Julie Switches!

    Your libido is always getting the best of your intellect. You make a promise to Sue that you won't tell anyone that she fucked you, and then you immediately tell Your Adoring Fans!

    Naughty, naughty!

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  12. I wonder if your sister has a blog. Do you suppose you star in it this week?

    I also wonder if your punishments for this are over. What are the other transgressions in this scenario you haven't confessed to? It seems like you opened a real Pandora's box that's been building for years. Once open, it's hard to put everything back in.

    It sure makes entertaining reading, though!

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    1. Nope. All done transgressing. I'm a good girl now!

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    2. I wasn't talking about future transgressions. But, if you are really a good girl now, maybe you've put those transgressions behind you.

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  13. My complements to Sue. When you have someone's trust you have everything. when you break it you have nothing, and that is what Sue was getting thru to you and from your tears you learned it. Some thing strange... if Sue had wanted to have oral sex with you I have a feeling you would enjoy her going down on you..but at the same time you would not enjoy going down on her. With my submission I would love doing what I don't want to do when ordered by my dominate.
    archedone

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  14. Wow, how many times have you gotten yourself off just thinking about this? I know I would if I could. - Alan

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    1. This is a funny one. There was massive "sexual degradation" which I sort of wallow in. All I think about is the shame, and that sort of turns me on. But being fucked by my big sister was never in my "top 10" gotta do it list. But obvi she got off on it (or wouldn't have gone there), so that's cool, I guess.

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  15. How’s the tushy now? Did you feel this was a true punishment for a wrong doing?

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    1. No. It was too mild. And hard to classify the fucking as "punishment". Degrading. Shameful. Embarrassing. A bit painful. But I think it was more about her fantasy wish fulfillment, not actual punishment. I really wanted my ass roasted and to be a blubbering mess at the end of my spanking.

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    2. We too... supposedly "Spanked Wife"... In your defense it's not entirely your fault: you will try to be "better beaten" next time. :-)

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    3. Out of my control, as you say!

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    4. Hmm, reading this it sounds like you still crave a true punishment spanking from Sue.

      I think you need to admit this to her. As awful as it will be for your butt, it's something you want and need to be able to feel forgiven and to move on.

      -Kasey

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    5. Nope. Not 'gonna happen!

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    6. From what I read it seemed there was true remorse and you knew why everything was being done. Not every punishment is gonna be super intense

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    7. Well, you could always tell your man, the one whom you've entrusted this duty with, that you feel like it wasn't intense enough for you to feel completely forgiven and to let him decide if more is necessary, or whether you're off of the hook.

      -Kasey

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    8. Nope! That's HIS responsibility.

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  16. I would have gotten distracted spanking you. Distracted by your shapely bottom. I'm afraid I would have spent more time fondling than spanking. Shame on me. lars

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    1. No! You have a job to do. No getting distracted!

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  17. It’s a matter of time before David “delegates” to some well-hung, dominant man and then brings you the “contract” for you to tear up as he cleans you up.

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  18. This is where we see that your sister is a subtle Domme: she certainly spanked you bare bottom like a little girl, but by fucking you, she accentuated the mental grip that she has on you in two ways: on the one hand it left you frustrated with the big punishment that you expected and that you craved, preventing you from totally atoning for expelling the stress of your guilt by abundant tears, and on the other hand, she keeps you mentally captive by a pact that even goes beyond your bond with David. You have now to see her with other eyes : like a cuckoo, she made her domineering nest by laying her egg in the contract you signed with David.

    Even if he knows what really happened, or rather what was planned, he knows that in principle you can not tell him anything, so that he too is frustrated somewhere from the possible story of this experience. Somewhere Sue manages to dominate him through you!

    I'm not sure you both understood all the implications of this scene because Sue admirably exploited the flaws in your contract.

    That said, I maintain what I said elsewhere: if the containment continues, and since she agreed to receive a good bare bottom spanking on one of your knees, showing David everything there is to admire under her waist , Sue can also by herself ask David for a very severe bare butt spanking for (for example) having put you in a very difficult conflict of loyalty which could put your couple in danger from which David could "enormously" suffer (?) both as a husband and as responsible for your contract and due to a possible loss of mutual trust.
    That's just an example to explain, not reality !

    She doesn't seem to have much sentimental life at the moment, I think she is mentally less solid than she seems, and she probably wouldn't want to break up her little sister's couple because of a stupid loyalty conflict she has installed itself as a trap.

    But I only know her from your stories, and still not all because I have not yet been able to read all the articles of your blog (it must be said that I also spend a lot of time translating them for possible readers French speakers who do not speak English). The reality may be, is probably very different...

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    1. I do feel like we're in a "psychological combat", but more a combat game than real combat. "Your move now...". I wonder if she would accept for David to spank her for this while I watch (and gloat)!

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    2. Oooo there’s a new one! An interesting twist and would be a fun scene to play out.

      What would she look like if by pure surprise to you, you came into the living room to find her in a very little schoolgirl dress and socks, standing in the corner ?

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    3. Ooh hot! Schoolgirl spanking!

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    4. What’s her overall personality / demeanour like? Would she be utterly humiliated to be in a situation like that? Dressed little and waiting in the corner for her spanking that you get to witness?

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    5. Yeah, she's NOT a little!

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    6. A perfect set up then !! Take her out of her comfort zone.

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  19. Oh Julie, all of this with a contract for your Husband to dicipline you, and the first discipline session you get is from your sister! That’s the most “Julie” thing ever ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

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    1. I know! The irony was not lost on me either.

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  20. When 100 becomes significantly more than 100:

    I've challenged my lady to something similar but with a twist that requires her to have a lot of concentration.

    She'll end up over the knee. I'm right-handed so I use the right hand for the swats. But I position my left so that fingers stimulate her clit.

    She must count (as you did) but must also not orgasm. After all, it isn't supposed to be about pleasure, right? If she does orgasm before 100, we start over.

    The thing is, once she has orgasmed, she is way more orgasmic and her likelihood of being able to start over and make it to 100 is about zero. After multiple loud orgasms, I have to grant mercy as there is no way she can hold them off anymore.

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    1. Being multi-orgasmic myself, eventually they stop (I can't go more than three usually). And THAT'S when you can make your point with 100 strokes of the paddle with 100 strokes of your finger on an EXTREMELY sensitive clit!

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    2. We're all wired differently. I know in past posts you had mentioned a limit somewhere near three which completely exhausts you. For my partner, there is seemingly no upper limit. If I attempted describing in further detail, few would believe me.

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    3. cool... ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ

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  21. Would you dare tell Sue that you felt like she spanked you way too lightly and that you were dissapointed she didn't gave you a real punishment spanking? I'm sure you'd end up getting your ass blistered if you told her that, what do you think? ;)

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  22. Tell david it's time for him to go to bed cause you're chatting with some fellas.

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  23. Love it, I want to marry Sue.

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    1. No, I thought Sue was Bi not pure Lesbo.

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    2. No longer. She was married to a guy and that did not end well. She has gone over to the other side now. She says she was never "into" sex with guys, but developed certain skills for the sake of her social standing before she understood she was gay. She has always been clinical regarding handjobs or oral, but does not get off on it herself.

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    3. Will she like to marry a sissy boy whom she can fuck his ass with her strap on and spank him as she wants and dominate him any way she likes. She can even prostate milk him without oral or handjobs.
      It will be more socially acceptable especially if he looks as a normal man.

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    4. No. she really likes the girls. Think of it like having a horny brother...

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    5. Too bad, but it seems you sisters are so different, big sister lesbo, little sister vanilla, you in between.

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    6. But she spanks david, plays with his cock and he is a man.

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    7. Yes, but it amuses her, does not excite her in that way (although she enjoys dominating a man, and does not get that chance anywhere else). She actually prides herself on her skill at getting a guy off with her hand or mouth. I Wonder how many sex workers are actually lesbian?

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  24. Seriously, crazy hot. Think she’ll discipline you more?

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  25. While this was wild and crazy, one thing got left hanging, sort of. Sue teaching your how to do a proper blow job. Right? Wasn’t there a reference to that? I read where the spit or swallow bit got settled in the most pervy way, but I thought there was a BJ lesson promised as well. Maybe next time Sue punishes you . . . ? TL

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    1. There is. I need to go and ask her for "lessons". It's sort of written into the contract. I'm holding off on that. i don;t really want to, and am just wondering what's 'gonna happen if I don't?

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    2. Thought so. What a delightful conundrum: ask for the BJ lesson that holds so many unknowns and high anticipation, or duck the issue and risk a ‘real’ spanking from Sue — and maybe David as well. What have you gotten yourself into, girl? TL

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    3. It's really David's condition. I'm going to wait him out though. I don;t want to do it and he'll likely forget about it.

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  26. Will Sue take a spanking from you?

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    1. She has, only recently, but it was more for the sensations than for the submission. But hey, I started off that way as well...

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  27. Wow, Sue actually fucked you vaginally, she is a mastermind.

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  28. Are sure you are really sitting on a sore bottom Julie? You said the spanking was not as hard as you expected.

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    1. Yes, David's spanking was quite a bit stronger than Sue's! And OMG, I just got the worst ever spanking from him this past weekend! Am writing it up now...

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  29. Can't believe Sue still hasn't taken up your offer of your mouth or your back passage! Doesn't she know children are starving in Africa?

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