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Wimp's Progress -
Chapter 4
Charles alternated between tossing and
turning, which then created the other state, shivering. Alicia had decided that
her son didn't need a blanket this evening, it only made him weaker and unable
to withstand all the disciplining she had planned for him over the next month
or so. Beyond that it would depend on who in her family would be interested
enough in his welfare to visit and assist them in properly training him to
become a perfect wimp, if such a creation could exist.
She had planned to have him awake no later
than five in the morning. That would give her and the girls plenty of time to
gentle, feed and make sure he was presentable for Ms. Lasher's class. That
meant a nice cold shower and a bar of caustic soap to go along with it. He
might not smell fresh and woodsy, but she knew he'd be clean after having the
top layer of his skin removed by the soap. She also made a mental note to make
her son eat a bar of this soap at least once a week, perhaps more often if it
didn't cause too many intestinal problems for him. This would be a good
assignment for his twin sister, who was proving to be rather advanced and quite
dominant compared to her weakling of a brother, the wimp in training.
From her discussion with the teacher
yesterday, she already knew that Charles would likely be getting himself into a
lot of trouble at school. This in turn meant detention, a time for disciplining
the wayward student. She doubted if Sylvia would perform what she planned on
school grounds. If the teacher wanted to use her own place for detention, then
he would more than likely encounter her man-hating lesbian lover, Katrina. They
had been a couple for almost six months, which was some sort of record for
either one of them. Woe to her son if he ran afoul of Katrina in a bad mood.
The young woman stood nearly 6 feet
tall, was well muscled, and weighed at least thirty pounds more than her son,
the peeping tom.
The only one of the girls who joined
Alicia in her son's morning gentling was his twin sister, Edwina; the others
preferred to catch up on their sleep rather than assist their mother in his
training. This was duly noted by Alicia for future reference. She was quite
disappointed in her older daughters, who should have been setting a good
example for their younger sister. Charles was wide awake and quite
uncomfortable due to the chill in the room, his morning erection and most
importantly, his very full bladder. He was informed by his smiling mother of
one of her general rules, first things first. In her list of priorities,
getting him to ejaculate twice, and possibly three times was of paramount
importance. This accomplished, everything else would then fall into place.
It took a rather long time for them to
milk two offerings from Charles, but the first was very substantial, and
although it took some time to make him perform once more, the second sample was
nearly equal to the first in volume as well as density. Alicia and Edwina put
their heads together and decided that the youth was capable of a third
spending, but perhaps it might make things move along faster if he was allowed
to empty his bulging bladder. Edwina took the lead, holding her brother's
flaccid penis and keeping it aimed properly into the pitcher that she found in
the bathroom. Alicia couldn't resist cupping her son's scrotum and gently
fondling his testicles as he peed steadily and with quite a bit of force.
From the looks of things, Edwina was
having a very good time handling her brother's cock, as she called it. Alicia
sighed to herself at how fast her youngest was growing up. She wondered if or
when that little slit between her legs was going to be breached by some young stud. Mavis was on
the verge of becoming a tramp; she had so many studs using her hairy cunt for
their own selfish needs that it reflected badly on their attitude towards her.
Victoria showed signs of becoming an even bigger whore than her older sister.
Then again when Alicia was that age she would drop her drawers for just about
anyone who had a car and the price of a drive-in movie where they could go and
screw their brains out.
Too bad the one she picked to marry had a
roving eye for the ladies and once she started getting fatter and fatter from
her pregnancies, he disappeared one day, never to be heard from again, leaving
her with the three girls and her sex-crazed, peeping tom of a pervert son.
Well, one thing was for sure, he was going to be broken of all his bad habits
or she'd just break him, if that is what it took to bring peace to the family
once more.
Alicia tried something new to get her son
erect more quickly, and it worked wonderfully. As Edwina's eyes got bigger and
bigger she worked her middle finger into her son's asshole as he moaned and
grunted while she searched for his prostate. When she reached her objective, it
was most apparent; the boy began to buck his hips and gasp. She looked over to
her daughter and suggested that she begin to jack him off, taking care not to
go too fast at first. Edwina followed her mother's instructions and within less
than ten minutes was rewarded with a rather impressive third load of slightly
diluted sperm. Alicia knew that the youth was capable of delivering at least
one and perhaps two more watery loads, but deferred, knowing that her friend
Sylvia would be the beneficiary of all that and much, much more if she knew
anything about how the school teacher worked.
Edwina was tasked with making sure that
her brother stayed out of trouble when he wasn't in home room. They both took
the same classes, and in every case the teenage girl was considered to be a
well behaved student who made good grades, unlike her slacker brother. However
she might have been either perplexed or perhaps secretly thrilled if she knew
that Ms. Larson had the hots for her tight young body. To her, Charles looked
so strange wearing clothing, but he was hardly noticed by the students that
swirled around them as they made their way from class to class.
Things changed dramatically in homeroom.
Ms. Lasher had Charles up to her desk a number of times, and it was obvious to
Edwina that she was giving her brother a good look down the front of her dress.
She had already checked out Ms. Lasher and knew she wasn't wearing a bra today.
The teacher's best asset was her tits, almost every boy in class tried his best
to see as much of them as possible, and a few had gotten lucky enough to
describe what they saw. Earlier in the year Edwina had been dismayed by their
boorish attitude, but now that her own boobies were making an appearance, she
delighted in showing them off to the few hot boys in her class. She had bigger
plans now that her brother was under her thumb, but good. She was going to
drive him crazy by flashing everything she had as often as she could. It would be
fun punishing him or watching him getting it from the others as she dreamed up
even nastier things to do to her wimp in training brother.
Just before the period ended, signaling
the end of the day for the students lucky enough not to have detention,
Ms.Lasher had Charles on his hands and knees under her desk, looking for
something she claimed he dropped there deliberately to embarrass her. When he
came out holding a condom that had
obviously been used, he was ordered to wait after class so they could discuss
this matter. When Edwina tried to eavesdrop, she too was threatened with a dose
of whatever her brother was going to get. That was the end of that, and she
rushed off to catch the school bus, leaving him to the tender mercies of the
teacher.
For the next half hour while his teacher
appeared to be taking care of business at her desk, Charles was on his knees
under the desk working on her with his tongue, following her whispered
instructions. He started at her upper thighs, sucking hickies into the firm
flesh, then was directed to remove her panties which were damp and reeked of
cunt cream that must have been generated throughout the long day at school. He
spent the majority of the time licking and kissing her cunt lips and clit,
worming his tongue again and again deep inside her juicy twat, sucking out
every drop of pussy sauce she could deliver.
He realized she was on the verge of an
orgasm when her legs began to tremble,
her breath grew short and a river of cunt sludge surged over the banks of her
cunt walls and flooded his mouth. This was as good as it got, or so he thought.
Moments later she proved him wrong, clamping her thighs against the sides of
his head, imprisoning him so he could finish her off by eating out her pussy as
she groaned and the cunt sauce kept oozing from between her swollen lips. Her
strong scent, the salty taste of her cunt juice, the pebbled flesh of her
thighs and the dampness of her thick pubic hair all conspired to bring him to a
climax and he flooded his pants with cum that that been building up for the
entire day, and now had been relieved.
She took a few minutes to regain her
composure, then told him to wait a few minutes after she left the classroom
before leaving the building. He was to wait at a spot a few blocks from the
school for her to pick him up and transport him to her place for a more
vigorous session that would also feature pain and punishment as well as another
opportunity to worship her cunt.
Meanwhile one of the hot boys in her class
had struck up a conversation with Edwina on the bus, and suggested that perhaps
they might get together over at his parents' house tomorrow when they were both
away working. She was sorely tempted, but the prospect of tormenting her
brother was stronger. This teenager knew a good thing when she had it, and her
twin bother, Charles, was going to be a source of entertainment for many, many
months, perhaps longer. The way she looked at things, a cock in the hand was
worth two in the bush, unless it was her bush.
Ms. Lasher deliberately took her time
getting to the pick-up point to pick up her victim. Twice she cruised by to
make sure he was waiting and no students that might recognize her were in the
vicinity. He got into the front seat, flushed and unsure of what was to happen
next. She wasted no time regaining control over him. With one eye of the
traffic she glanced over and ordered him to pull out his cock and start playing
with it.
"I want that little tool of yours
hard as steel before we arrive at my place. If not, I'll leave you on the
street and you can figure out how to get home. I'll not waste my precious time
on some limp-dicked wimp who doesn't know a thing about what a real woman wants
and needs. Now get busy and make sure I can see what you're doing. I need some
entertainment to cope with this damned traffic."
(To be continued-rolf palsy)
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