Don't make me come up there - A Farmhouse Story

Continued from: Sears Wish Book

"Please don't tell on me Julie, I'm begging you! I won't be able to sit for a week after Dad takes his belt to me!!" Patrick fell to his knees in front of his older cousin Julie, who was now, clearly amused by his vulnerable state. 

As previously detailed, Julie snuck out of the confines of her grounding and crept across the hallway to her young cousin's room, only to find him in the naughty act of self-pleasure. He was wanking his little penis to underwear models in a Sears Wish Book. 

Now, as his erection began to fade, he fell to his knees to beg Julie not to tattle on him. He was begging to do anything she asked of him. 

"You can start by answering some questions for me," Julie snipped. "Have you ever been a client here before? How long are we grounded and what happens after that?" 

Julie was still in a state of fearful panic, fear of the unknown, after witnessing the treatment of her "cousin" Claire at the hands of her role-play parents. She was given quite the belt whipping, then transported upstairs to have her bowels filled with a soapy enema. 

Julie needed some intel from the groveling Patrick! She needed to know if this would also be her fate, as she replayed the image of poor Claire, jackknifed over her Daddy's knee with her legs dangling. 

Julie felt a familiar tingle between her legs, as her tummy flooded with butterflies. 

“We'll be grounded for an hour or two, usually," Patrick stammered out, having been grounded to this bedroom before. 

"That's why I thought I had enough time for...you know...wh...what I was doing." 

"I'm sorry I interrupted you Patrick. Watching Claire get punished made you all hot and bothered too huh?" Julie spoke, with a maternal tone of caring in her voice. 

Patrick lowered his eyes and blushed, nodding his head in the affirmative. 

"So after our grounding, then what happens?" Julie continued her inquisition. 

"Then we get punished," Patrick shrugged as he spoke, sounding rather aloof. 

Julie's mind and heart raced at the thought, immersing herself fully in her environment and her attire. She imagined her youthful teen body with budding tits, being ogled by her male cousin as she is stripped and disciplined by her Auntie or Uncle.

She imagined the opposite, of how her male cousin would feel to have his little penis and testicles on full display to her, amidst a backdrop of tears, begging and the cracks of a hairbrush bouncing off bare buttocks. 

Julie tried to quell her butterflies, and squished her legs together to mitigate the ache in her panties. She turned her attention back to the kneeling Patrick who's penis was now limp and flaccid. 

"What's gonna happen if I tell your 'Mommy' what I caught you doing?" Julie purred, as the corners of her lips began to curl into an evil smile. 

"Please don't! I'll do anything you want! I'd get taken out to the woodshed for sure!" Patrick pleaded, trying his best to avoid a trip to the dreaded woodshed with "Daddy's" belt. 

"Anything huh?" Julie seductively hissed...

"No! Not there. My asshole I said." Julie barked at him, trying to keep her voice to a whisper to avoid detection.

She had convinced poor Patrick to lay on his back while she removed her dress and panties, all while straddling his face. As she went in for a squat and hover, Patrick's tongue instinctively darted out to greet her soaked pussy. Julie, however, had other plans for his tongue. 

"That's it, yes! As deep as you can go!" Julie encouraged, as she felt Patrick's tongue first lick, then penetrate her little pucker. 

In no time flat, with Patrick's tongue up her ass, Julie had fingered herself to a shuddering orgasm.

She offered to return the favour and bullied Patrick onto the bed. 

Free of a chastity cage since his arrival, witnessing and hearing spanking all around him and now this pretty stranger Julie, who just made him eat her ass out while she came, was stroking his cock. 

Patrick started to panic and whispered out as urgently as he could, "stop before I have a chance to finish ok?" 

"Nooo, no! Don't do it that fa...!"

Patrick clawed at the bed and clenched his teeth, trying to remain as quiet as he could, as rope after rope of hot cum splashed off Julie's chin and neck.

"What's wrong? You didn't want to cum?" Julie innocently asked. 

"Not right before a spanking!! Geez!" Patrick panted. 

"Oh gosh...how silly of me. Does that make the spanking feel worse?" Julie flipped her ponytail in a ditzy motion as she spoke, playing into the naïve and inexperienced teenager.

"Yes you dummy!" 

Julie's mischievous and playful expression completely melted from her face. She stood and didn't say a word. She returned her delicate and puffed dress over her little frame and with deliberate movements, headed straight for the door to the room. 

"No, don't do it!" Patrick cried out. "Don't do it!" 

She flung the door open and hung her head out into the hallway. 

"AUNNTIEEEEEEE....!"

"PATRICK JUST CALLED ME A DUMMYYYYYYY....!"

"AND GUESS WHAT ELSE HE WAS DOING?!"

Meanwhile, downstairs, Lorraine heard the commotion and tilted her iron on edge. It steamed and sputtered in the once quiet sanctity of the living room. She gave but a mere glance to Ed, without saying a word, it was an unspoken queue to engage. 

He looked up from his newspaper and bellowed through the ceiling and into the floorboards of the rooms above. 

"DON'T MAKE ME COME UP THERE!!"

To be continued. 

Mistress Andrea

xoxo

Continued in: Cousins Punished Together