Miles's Counseling

Finally Mom put the brush down.

"Now go stand in the corner, young man." she ordered.

Pop, weeping, got up and went to the corner ...

(Vicki noted that his dick was harder than ever) and Pop stood in the corner, his blazing butt on display.

"I have your father and your brothers all in Iron Maidens" Mom said genially to Vicki,

"And also Judge Fenzel, from next door.

His wife used to be his dominant key holder, but she's passed on, now, and so I see to him.

Harvey, in turn, has given us some generous financial gifts in the way of bearer bonds, and possibly I will be able to send you to law school when you graduate next year."

Later on Harvey came home.

Unlike his father and brother, Harvey was not a skilled laborer, and just packed boxes in a baby shoe bronzing company.

First Harvey noticed Vicki, and said...

"I have something private to discuss with you Mom."

But then he noticed that his father was naked in the corner, and perhaps he re-thought things.

Mom said

"Harvey, I've told Vicki everything.

I'm going to teach her about our lifestyle. Let me guess what you want.

You're going on a date with Pineda Gomez, and you want the key to your belt."

Harvey, shamefacedly, nodded.

"I-I-how did you know?"

Shirley smiled.

"Pineda''s mother and I are close.

When Graciella told me, I gave her the key to your belt. Pineda will decide if you get lucky tonight dear."

Harvey's jaw dropped, and Mom turned to Vicki.

"We are not the only femdom household in this city, dear."

Then Mom smiled.

"Of course possibly Harvey didn't know this about the Gomez family."

Harvey sighed.

"But Mom, I told you that--

Well we made a deal, right? If I cleaned the gutters and did a couple nights of Trollop Duty, you'd give me a chance to have my belt off, right?"

Mom smiled.

"Yes, darling. And you are getting the chance. Pineda will be generous. You may not get to cum with her, but certainly you will have the chance to try."

Vicki asked what Trollop duty was. Harvey begged Mom not to inform her.

"Dear, twice a week your father and brothers dress in feminine clothing and makeup.

Yes, and they prostitute themselves near our local military base.

Yes, and we use the money for the neighborhood Gardening Club.

Of course I am putting part of it away so you can go to art school as I said earlier. You're the only smart child I have, and you deserve a good education."

Mom looked up at Harvey, who was still reeling from the news that little Vicki was the "only smart child" in the family.

"Darling, I want you to know that Vicki will be in charge of your orgasms and supervising your chores now.

I don't have as much time as I used to, and she will be picking up the slack."

Harvey looked quite upset. But Vicki could tell that he was truly terrified of Mom.

It puzzled her that such a muscular, swarthy man could be so utterly baffled by his 90 pound mother.

And although Harvey didn't make as much as Dens, he certainly could have moved out as well.

But Vicki could tell that annoyed as he was, Harvey was very devoted to Mom.

She had often wandered in the living room and seen Harvey rubbing Mom's feet or bringing her tea.

This domination thing was kind of interesting.

Then, Mom took Vicki to visit Judge Ligourian Fenzel next door.

When they came in, Vicki could tell that Mr. F. wasn't as opposed to her interest in what was "going on".

As a matter of fact, the old man immediately stripped and knelt in front of Mom and Vicki right after Shirley snapped her fingers.

Vicki thought it was amazing how quickly Ligo Fenzel was on his knees.

And she could see that the older submissive was checking her out, her young breasts in her halter top, and her long legs.

This was a thrill for him, but his main admiration was for her mother.

Shirley smiled.

"Ligo, you're going to enjoy having Vicki in your life no.

I am training her to be a dominant woman, just as I am, and I trust you'll be helpful in that, you dirty old man!"

Then Mr. Fenzel began telling Vicki how lucky he felt.

"It's just wonderful, Vicki, having your mother look after my needs."

Mr. Fenzel said, as he looked adoringly at Shirley.

"My beloved Edna was so good for me for forty years--

Edna whipped my bare buttocks when I offended, she let me worship her body, and I serviced her many lovers--

I remember after World War II all these young men came home, and I'd not had to go because I had a heart murmur--

And Edna slept with them all, and I serviced them with my mouth and ass...."

Mr. Fenzel paused, and he looked close to tears. Shirley patted his shoulder, and he went on, "

But then Edna developed multiple sclerosis in the Sixties, and she had to hire male hustlers to come and give me whippings.

Yes, and do my torture because she couldn't move anymore, and now of course she's gone.

But she'd taken your mother, much younger, under her wing in the Fifties...

When your Dad wanted a female dominated relationship.

Shirley was kind enough to take over monitoring my orgasms, and taking the key to my belt after my Edna passed away!"

Shirley smiled. "Yes, Ligo is right. He was just masturbating up a storm, and looking at femdom pornography, poor thing.

So we made an arrangement--

That I'd look after his needs, and he'd pay me a thousand dollars a month, though certainly I'd have done it for nothing, as he is such a sweet man."

Fenzel piped up.

"I insisted on giving her a gratuity. Your mother is a Goddess!"

Mother put a stern finger to her lips, and Fenzel subsided. "

So, once or twice a week, Lig comes to our house when everyone is at work or school, and he does much of the housework.

This so I can avoid dishpan hands, and I give him needed discipline, and correct him for carelessness.

He and Edna built a considerable basement dungeon, which I'll show you later, and we've made much use of this as well.

Sometimes I'll lock Ligo in the pillory down there, and leave him and spend 8 to 10 hours away, before returning.

Yes, and if he's soiled himself, I take down his pants and whip his buttocks.

He must learn to hold in his bowels and bladder.

After all, just because he's in kneeling stocks doesn't mean he should be careless! And you can assist with his training in this area."

Vicki nodded and smiled.

This seemed like it was going to be rather hilarious!

The idea of locking Mr. Fenzel, who had retired as a "hanging judge" just eighteen months ago (having imprisoned more than a few of Vicki's pothead friends) in a kneeling pillory.

This, so he had to hold his bowels and bladder in while you forgot about him for a day or so was just precious.

Vicki asked her mother for Fenzel's key, and unlocked his belt.

Vicki began running her little manicured fingertips up and down his penis, watching as it grew.

"Judge Fenzel, you've thrown the book at about six of my juvenile friends.

You put my friend Ormont away for seven years, just for stealing a couple of hubcaps. I think you should pardon him."

Judge Fenzel gasped.

"I-I can't do that, dear. I'm not a governor, you know."

Vicki shook her head, and removed her charm bracelet from her wrist, doubling it in her hand.

She swatted Fenzel hard on the cock and the old man moaned.

Shirley smiled.

"Vicki's right, Lig. You go fishing with the governor twice a year.

What business did you have being so severe with poor Ormie?

He's not a bright boy, but you could have been nicer.

Maybe we should lock YOU in the kneeling pillory for seven years."

Judge Ligourian Fenzel shook his head.

He was well aware now that he was outclassed by these women.

Vicki ran her nails up and down his throbbing cock in a light trail,

And the judge gasped and moaned.

"Come on Your Honor, won't you see things our way?" Vicki entreated.

Shirley laughed. "I think the girl's got you, Lig.

You'd better give in before she decides to take a whip to your skinny judicial behind!"

Fenzel sighed.

"Of course I'll look at his case.

At least I can get him an early parole, and maybe a-a job in the courthouse so he won't steal hubcaps anymore."

"And-and Ormie's baby brother Piedmont is coming up in your chambers for a tiny little breaking and entering thing--?"

The judge smiled, sighed and nodded. "Anything for Miss Vicki."

Vicki stood up and gave the judge a long kiss.

"That's just what I wanted!"

She pumped his dick as she stood there, pushing her full breasts, encased in the tight halter tip against Fenzel's narrow chest.

"I know you must miss your wife. BDSM must've been different in the old days."

Fenzel smiled.

"Yes, Edna didn't' t have access to the expensive cock and ball torture toys they have now.

So she'd do inventive things like locking my genitals in her father's bear trap, which was a sharp, horrible thing.

Or she'd put me in a gunny sack and then throw a buzzing hornet's nest in there.

She was a very back to nature kind of gal."

Vicki gently massaged the judge's glans, which was quite sensitive. "And how often did Edna let you cum, Your Honor?"

Fenzel paused.

"Well, when we were first married, just after she bought the very primitive original chastity device in '45, it was once a week.

But by the time of the McCarthy hearings we were arguing bitterly about politics, and she began limiting me to a monthly jerk-off.

And by the time Edna passed, it was perhaps four times yearly if I was fortunate.

I was hoping your mother would be more generous, but she is not a believer in frequent sexual ecstasy."

Shirley winked at her daughter. "It's just the way I see things, you know."

Vicki wondered.

"I don't get why any guy would let a woman lock him up, and between Dad and my brothers, and the judge here, it just seems so weird.

Mom, you know if they rebelled, you'd have to give in, but they just seem to collapse around you."

Shirley and the Judge both laughed.

"Well dear" Shirley said, smiling,

"Your dad asked me to put him in chastity, probably because he began reading BDSM literature in the days before computers.

Yes, and then actually the first time Denson was put in chastity was when I caught him in my bedroom, wearing Dad's spare chastity belt, and a pair off panties and makeup...

So it was what they wanted, I think!"

Vicki stamped her little foot.

"So THATS where my underwear goes!

I'm friggin always missing bras and panties...

Then I find them all sticky, like someone's been doing something nasty in them."

Judge Fenzel laughed, but then turned sober.

"I don't know really what it is that makes me want to be locked in a chastity device by a beautiful woman.

But in those years after Edna passed, before your mother took over my training, I was utterly lost.

I slept with a number of women, very unfulfilling, very shallow relationships, and I was obsessed with pornography.

I took a lot of my anger out on the men I was sentencing to prison, it was terrible...

And my penis was raw from constant masturbation.

I even had urethritis, which is what happens when you jerk off too much, and then have trouble cumming.

But Shirley saved my life!"

Judge Fenzel looked adoringly at Vicki's Mom, who smiled back.

Vicki could tell that Mom didn't think nearly as much of the Judge as he did her, but she was being very nice about the whole thing.

Fenzel went on. "I have no idea what makes a man want to be put in chastity. But I spent much of the time locked up, except for four or five squirts a year.

With my penis locked up, I can only look forward to Shirley teasing me, or being allowed to sexually service her.

And sometimes her young lovers who she brings to the house.

I also enjoy giving her scented baths, massages, and telling her how beautiful she is.

And the increased horniness is just so good for my attitude.

I hope I'll be able to bring you some of the same benefits, though you are rather young."

"Lucky you." Mom said.

"My beautiful young daughter will enjoy your kindnesses immensely.

Vicki, he has a tongue that beats a Water-Pik."

The next day when Vicki came home from school, she found a note from Mom.

"Dear, Denson will be coming home from work.

I want you to supervise his scrubbing of the kitchen.

If he is good, you can tease him for a bit, but don't let him finish.

There is a folded car fan belt that you can use to discipline him, as well as the keys to his chastity, next to the note.

Love, Mom."

Vicki thought a lot about this.

She hadn't handled her brothers yet, and it was going to be interesting.

She and Mom had worked over Judge Fenzel a bit the night before, and Mom had shown Vicki how to effectively cane a man ("It's all in the wrist.")

Then they'd also taken turns using the strap-on on Fenzel's narrow bottom.

Mom had attached rat-traps to His Honor's nipples and knocked them off.

The ladies had made fun of the strict hanging judge as he had wept bitterly while kneeling on the bedroom floor!

Fenzel had also brought Vicki to about four orgasms, lying on his big bed after Mom had gone back home.

Vicki had really enjoyed this, since although she was no virgin, she felt high school boys knew next to nothing about sex, and NOTHING about oral sex.

She had, after the final orgasm, felt quite generous, and she'd cuffed the judge's arms to his bedposts

Then she'd stroked his cock for about an hour and forty-five minutes, and then undid one wrist and let him masturbate while she played with her breasts.

Fenzel had been quite grateful, and had given Vicki a two hundred dollar tip and told her she was a sweet girl.

When Denson came home, Vicki showed him the note and jingled the keys. Denson looked annoyed.

He was very much a man's man, and though he did have secret submissive tendencies, he didn't like it much that they'd been revealed to his young teenage sister.

"So I need to clean the kitchen after a hard day at work, man."

He looked a little annoyed.

Vicki was well aware than she'd come home more than once to see Mom supervising Dens as he wore an apron and did housework.

She knew she had to make him understand who was boss, like she did with her horse when she went riding.

Vicki had been good at this--

Her family had not been able to afford to pay for her lessons,

So Vicki first mucked out stables to get free lessons.

After Vicki got good with the horses, she had become an assistant trainer.

"No fucking around now, Dens." Vicki said sharply.

"Get in the kitchen and start scrubbing."

Vicki tapped the rubber belt in her small palm.

Dens laughed and patted Vicki's head.

But she reached out and grabbed him by the balls through his pants,

Then Vicki squeezed, and he fell over, gasping.

Laughing, Vicki grabbed Dens by the ear and pulled.

She only weighed about 90 pounds, but she had a strong arm, and he got up, looking a little dazed.

"Now I want you to take your clothes off. I'm sick of this shit!" Vicki whacked the rubber fan belt in her hand again, and Dens, seeing the fire in her young eyes, disrobed quickly.

Finally he was down to his undergarments.

Vicki noted with approval that yes indeed, he was wearing a bra and panties under his electrician's coverall.

"Cute, pink and lacy.

But you better take those off as well, Dens.

And then get in there and begin scrubbing that damned kitchen."

Dens took off everything, and was fully revealed in his chastity device.

He went into the kitchen and began working.

Vicki sat and watched a taped "American Idol" for a while.

Then he called her and said he was done.

It was true, the kitchen was spotless, the counters, shelves, and baseboards were gleaming,.

But the refrigerator hadn't been cleaned out.

Vicki felt that even though she'd not mentioned that, there was no reason he hadn't thought of it.

"What the hell's wrong with you, Denson?" she asked angrily.

Vicki took her six foot four brother's thick arm and led him to the couch armchair, pushing him over the side.

"Can't you conceive that a fridge should be cleaned also?"

The fan belt was a splendid whipping device, Vicki considered.

It left quite a few red marks on Dens's buttocks, and she was able to whack energetically for about five minutes, and he actually began sobbing.

(This she thought was hilarious).

Then, Vicki had unlocked Denson's chastity belt.

"Now the real fun can begin!" she said excitedly.

Vicki cautioned her brother

"Now I know it's been a long time since you got to touch yourself, and you'd better be a good boy and sit on your hands."

Dens groaned and sat on his hands, and Vicki began running a long nail up and down his cock.

Denson had a big one, and this was quite different than the Judge, who Mom had mercilessly humiliated for his tiny penis.

"They call you Maximum Fen because of your long sentences, but they really should call you Minimum Millie, or Midget balls if they saw your crotch"

Shirley had laughed, as Judge Fenzel had cowered between them, his little penis erect to its full four inches.

Mom had even punished Fenzel's dick by attaching an office binder clip from his study to it, and knocking it off, and how he'd cried!

Then Vicki had taken one of her high heels and, ordering Fenzel to stay kneeling, had ground his tiny penis into the floor, pretending she was stubbing out a cigarette!

It had been rather amusing, and immediately after her sharp heel had left his small member, he'd gotten hard again!

Dens, however had a big dick, and Vicki was fascinated with it. She ran her little forefinger up and down the swelling glans, and then gently tickled his foreskin.

To get a little closer (he was sitting on his sore butt on the couch)

Vicki sat on one of his knees and put one tiny hand on his shoulder and the other running up and down his crotch.

Dens, for his part, seemed to be quite thrilled to have his baby sister, who was wearing a sleeveless tight sweater and denim short shorts with black stockings and heels, sitting on his lap playing with his dong.

"God, it's really big, Dens." Vicki said, as she ran her fingers up and down his swelling shaft.

She tickled his frenulum, remembering that her boyfriend liked that...

And then let go of his cock right before he might've spurted and began running a lone forefinger around his glans.

Dens groaned, and pulled one hand out, but Vicki quickly grabbed the fan belt and whacked it HARD and he put it back under his buttocks.

She was a stern taskmaster!

Vicki took her other hand off his shoulder, and leaned down and began tickling his balls with one hand while pumping his cock with the other.

Denson began moaning and groaning, and was quite close to orgasm,

Yes, and then Vicki suddenly jumped off his lap.

"I forgot about that shitty job you did neglecting the fridge. Get up!"

Denson got up and Vicki ordered him to move to the dining room, and to lay his hard cock on the dining room table.

"He wants to have fun with Little Sister, but he was a bad boy!"

Vicki said and with that she whacked her brother's hard penis, and it bounced off the table.

He tried to back off, but Vicki sternly ordered him to stand still.

WHACK!

Again the fan belt slammed into his rapidly shrinking penis.

Denson moaned, and Vicki ordered him to go clean the refrigerator.

Half an hour later, she inspected, and was pleased, and guided her big brother back to the couch, this time tying his hands behind his neck with clothesline.

Yes and she stripped off her sweater and shorts, leaving on bra, panties, stockings and heels.

She could tell Denson got a kick out of the fact that even though she'd been wearing shorts...