Chapter 17

Gail, Scarlet, and Blaine briefly discussed the last date with Master BG. It was helpful to talk about what had happened. Although none of them brought up the fact that Blaine had came in his Aunt’s face. She didn’t mind. She enjoyed it and considered it a “happy little accident.” Scarlet was quite aware that Blaine lusted after her and may have secretly wanted to blast his load in her face.

Leonard, Alex, and Erica came home shortly after that date. Scarlet’s pussy and tits were puffy and sore, and her ass had whip marks all over it. She still had the body writing on her.

“Wow, you looked like you pissed into a wasp’s nest, Mom!” Erica said when she saw her mom.

“Who did this to you?” Leonard asked as he examined his wife’s body carefully and inspected it for broken skin or cuts.

“She did,” Scarlet had a big grin as she pointed at her sister.

“A customer offered me three hundred dollars to be a dominatrix, Sir,” Gail explained dourly. It was humiliating to be called out again after it was over, but it had happened and Gail wasn’t going to avoid accepting responsibility for what she had done.

“He gave me three hundred dollars to watch,” Blaine added brightly.

Leonard was impressed. He was used to getting a high roller now and then, but they were rare. It was either an amazing coincidence, or he had hit a jackpot by hiring his sister-in-law.

“He also paid to see you shoot your load in my face,” Scarlet smiled joyfully at Blaine as if she was proud of him. Erica scowled and planned to get even with him for that later. She wouldn’t care who came all over her mother unless it was Blaine.

“The guy was into incest or something?” Leonard asked.

“Yeah, I think so, Master,” Scarlet admitted.

The admission that what they did was incest made Gail and Blaine feel awkward. However, it was just another fetish to Leonard. He sent his wife to make dinner and wanted to talk to Blaine and Gail more.

Blaine told him that the customer had put three hundred dollars in the drop box for them. “Half of what I made and half of what my mom made,” he said.

“I don’t want your half, buddy. I am glad you got some spending cash. Enjoy it,” Leonard said. “I’ll tell you what I’ll do, Gail. When I set the 50% rate, I was thinking you’d probably only do a few dates a week. I assumed that would cover your room and board. However, I don’t want to de-incentivize you. I’ll tell you what. How about I keep the first five hundred you make a week, and everything else after that is gravy. call it even after today for the rest of the week, so anything you make between now and Sunday is yours, free and clear. I won’t touch any money Blaine earns.”

“Blaine isn’t a whore,” Gail said a little too bluntly and sternly than she had meant to say it. She didn’t refute the fact that she was.

“I don’t know if I want to keep doing this either. I had sex with my sister in front of my son. I don’t know what I’ve become,” Gail admitted.

“it’s just sex, it’s just a business, it’s just a show. There is no harm, no foul. It’s done now, right? God didn’t strike you down. The police didn’t come and drag you away. I have news for you, a lot of people keep it in the family. My sisters were total whores, and so was my mom. I always wanted to tie up girls when I was little. The first time I tied up my sisters, I knew that I wanted to do that for a living, and they knew that they liked getting tied up,” Leonard laughed playfully.

“It’s twisted and not something I am proud of, Leonard.”

“I understand that. I am not going to force you to play with my wife. I am not going to force you to turn tricks. I thought about setting a quota per day, but I don’t want to do that.”

“A quota for how many men I have to have sex with?” Gail was outraged.

“Yeah, but as I said, I decided against it,” Leonard didn’t see what the big deal was since he had no intention of enforcing a quota.

Gail felt that Leonard saw her as “just another woman” of the weaker sex to be ordered around.

“I am not your property, Leonard. You don’t own me. You can’t set quotas,” Gail said.

“First of all, you need to watch your mouth before I throw you out on your ass. I never said you were my property. I also never said you had a quota. I explicitly said I wouldn’t set one and just lowered the money that I expect from you drastically. If you keep earning over five hundred a day, you’ll be moving out soon on your own, anyway.”

Gail apologized for getting huffy. “This all just happened. It’s a lot to take in, Sir. I am sorry I got huffy.”

“Thank you. As long as we communicate, we shouldn’t have problems. When you start assuming things, and we have misunderstandings is how things go to shit. I am a very reasonable man. I am proud of you for doing what you need to do to make some money. I am proud of Blaine as well.”

Gail mentioned that Blaine had also checked on her when she was screaming in Erica’s room after she got fucked in the ass unexpectedly. Erica had another reason to punish her cousin. She had masturbated and fucked boys that came through her window in that room. However, she felt that it shouldn’t be used like a whore house.

“I also signed that guy up to come back every week at the same time. I think he wants you, Mom,” Blaine pointed out.

Leonard said he was really pleased.

Gail explained how she ended up fucking him to keep him from pulling all of his business and that Scarlet had not written his name down on the list.

“Did you punish her for that?” Leonard was livid. Scarlet cringed in the kitchen because she was eavesdropping.

“I gave her thirty minutes on the wall, with two pennies on her nipples.”

“That’s a punishment for burning toast or talking back and cutting a nasty fart right in front of you,” Leonard dismissed that punishment as far too light. “She could have lost a big spender and a regular weekly customer, and this isn’t the first time Scarlet scheduled two people at the same time and forgot about it.”

Leonard made his wife mix up some cayenne and chili powder with olive oil in a spray bottle. She knew what that was going to be used for and sniffled a little while apologizing. She explained that Gail and Blaine would be taking over scheduling now.

“YOU made the mistake, so YOU suffer the consequences. They can’t be here forever to babysit you. You’ll have to learn to manage your schedule. You could have cost us thousands of dollars in revenue, you dumb whore. Do you understand that?”

“Yes, Master,” she handed him the bottle and presented her pussy to him.

He told her to stand still and pulled her labia out. He began spraying the mixture onto his wife’s labia. It stung right away.

“Don’t you think that’s excessive? What about using Icy Hot?” Gail pleaded for her sister.

“This is just a warm-up to get this bitch’s attention. Icy Hot is more like a punishment,” Leonard said. He likened the icy hot to something his wife did for her own amusement. It was uncomfortable and stung, but it was far too common. Scarlet had been sprayed like this before, and she knew it was going to begin to burn soon.

He made her turn around, remove her butt plug and put it in her mouth. Then he sprayed the chili oil liberally on his wife’s asshole. “You love it up the ass, don’t you?”

“Yes, Master!”

“You are a three-hole whore, aren’t you, Scarlet?”

“Yes, Master!”

“Then all three holes get punished when you fuck up,” he said as he stood up. She shut her eyes and opened her mouth. She hated this part. He sprayed the oil into her mouth and down her throat. His wife immediately choked, and her eyes watered.

“You’ll eat off the floor, and spend the night outside, Slut! That will give you time to think about how important it is to treat the customers better and remember their fucking names and the times they are coming over to plow your ass! Your sister saved your bacon today. That was a regular customer who MAY have decided to stop seeing you. You don’t give a fuck about that, do you?”

“I do, Master,” Scarlet sniffed as the pain surged through her body.

“If you cared, you’d act like it and take responsibility. Even a teenage boy like Blaine knows how to handle things better than you. Do you know how you probably made that guy feel today? He called to make an appointment. He got dressed. He drove over here with money to give us. Then you forgot you even talked to him and didn’t bother to write it down. You still treat people like shit, don’t you, skank?”

“Yes, Master, I am sorry,” Scarlet cried.

Gail and Blaine felt nothing but sympathy for Scarlet. However, her kids had seen this play out before, and they knew their mother was made of strong stuff and would endure it.

Scarlet stoically absorbed the pain and sensation of the extreme heat of the cayenne and tried not to dance around. However, it overwhelmed her. She began to fan her ass and clop her feet. Her son laughed at the spectacle his mother was making.

Erica scowled. She was firmly in her mother’s camp and felt like somehow her cousin was at fault for telling on her. If he hadn’t said anything, then her father wouldn’t have known about this.

Leonard chuckled while his wife clopped and tried to serve the table. He made her get down on all fours with her butt plug in her mouth and wait at his feet with her ass sticking up while he ate. He’d occasionally tell her to get someone a drink, and she would do it and then return to the position without being told.

“This would not happen if you could just take a minute of your schedule to wipe your pussy juice off your dirty fingers and write down a name and time,” he reminded her. Scarlet agreed. She firmly believed that this level of punishment was appropriate and held no malice toward her husband or even her son for laughing at her discomfort.

Gail found it unnecessarily humiliating. Once the family had finished eating, Leonard instructed his wife to scrape the table scraps into a plate, dice them up, and eat them. “You can put your butt plug back up your filthy poop hole!”

“Thank you, master!”

She obediently slid the plug into her ass in front of her family. Blaine was turned on by how easily she inserted it. He noticed that Scarlet twisted her wrist as she sunk the plug into her ass. It looked like she was turning it and locking it in place.

He was fascinated by how she endured that plug. The small one his cousin made him wear occasionally was half that size, and he didn’t think he could wear anything larger.

Blaine watched his Aunt scarf down the food she had prepared without the use of her hands. She had to eat like a dog on the floor. He could imagine his cousin making him do that in front of her friends. The thought terrified and aroused him to imagine a bunch of girls laughing at his humiliation.

He associated submissive behavior with weakness and shame and could not process how Scarlet could be so stoic about eating bits of pork chop covered in gravy, mashed potatoes, corn, and even apple pie.

“Fill up because, after this, you are going outside to the kennel. I should make you sleep out there every night,” Leonard warned. “it will keep you humble!”

Scarlet nodded her acceptance. She’d do that if Leonard commanded it.

That was good news for Erica. Her pussy got a little wet, imagining having all of her father’s attention every night. She even forgot about torturing her cousin.

Blaine observed the entire thing.

Leonard made his wife clean up the table and then fill her enema bottle. He made her hold that in her asshole. Then he took a jar of honey from the cabinet and dumped it all over her body. His wife was sticky and uncomfortable.

His mother had made Scarlet go outside to do that to keep it from her son. However, after today’s show in the bedroom with Master BG, she wasn’t concerned that her son saw Scarlet insert a water bottle into her backside.

Once Leonard was satisfied, the honey was applied to his wife’s face, chest, abdomen, back, ass, arms, and legs. He sent her outside and told her to crawl to the shed. There she remained all evening. She was permitted to remove the enema bottle on her own without the benefit of Blaine telling her when five minutes were up.

Scarlet left it in a long time to punish herself. She believed that the worst punishment of all was losing her husband’s attention and trust. She was miserable but accepted that tonight she’d be sticky and outside. Dirt easily clung to the honey, but what was worse was that it attracted creepy crawly bugs, flies, and ants.

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Scarlet pouted and had plenty of time to think. She hated not being the center of attention at home. She knew that Leonard was right to punish her.

Blaine evaded his cousin that evening. He considered himself lucky to gain a short reprieve. He spent his time going over tomorrow’s list of dates and setting up appointments in Erica’s room. When his mother came in to go to bed, he nervously looked over his shoulder. He was afraid it was his cousin coming to torment him again.