The front door slammed open, the sound echoing through the otherwise silent house. Alice barely had time to register her surroundings before her mother’s hand yanked her by the hair, pulling her into the living room. Pain shot through her scalp as she was dragged across the floor, her feet barely touching the ground.

“What did I hear about you smoking cigarettes and dressing like a slut for everyone to see while you were away at college?” Sarah snarled, her voice dripping with venom. “You think you can just disobey us and parade around like some cheap whore for anyone who bothers to look at you?”

Alice winced, trying to shield herself from her mother’s wrath, but it was futile. Her bag was snatched from her by her older step-brother, who stood smugly by, handing it over to her step-father father. “Watch, Dad, check it out,” her brother said, his voice filled with glee. With a swift motion, her father ripped open the bag and dumped its contents onto the floor. The pack of cigarettes, mini skirt, lace thong, and crop top that she brought lay exposed, mocking her.

Alan’s face turned a deep shade of red as he picked up each item, waving them in the air like evidence at a trial showing them to her mother with an accusatory glare at Alice. His eyes bore into her, a mixture of disgust and fury that made her stomach churn, and made her feel like she might pee her pants.

“Get up and get that ass bare right now, young lady,” her mother commanded, shoving Alice onto the floor. Alice whimpered, tears streaming down her face. She knew there was no way out of punishment, and that it would entail humiliation, shame, and a sore butt that she wouldn’t be able to sit on for a week. She forced herself to stand, her hands trembling as she pushed down her jeans and the regulation white full coverage panties that she sneakily changed back into before retuning home. She instinctively covered her front, but quickly remembered she would face additional punishment for doing so. She assumed the ‘barbie pose,’ her step-dad taught her, hands hovering down at her sides, chest up, shoulders back, hips tilted, core tight, kegel muscles squeezed, and legs slightly apart. Her body shook uncontrollably, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Without missing a beat, her step-father slammed his large calloused hand upwards between Alice’s legs to spank her pussy with all his might, lifting her off the ground with the impact. Alice let out a scream and bent over in pain, her hands cupped her bare throbbing crotch, heaving and sobbing, struggling to control her breathing, she was almost hyperventilating. Her father gave her no sympathy. “Stand up straight and take your punishment young lady, or I’ll really give you something to cry about.” Despite the knot shooting up her belly from between her legs where her step-dad hit her, Alice, stood back up into position, feeling the tender meat between her legs swelling with blood.”

“Look at the big girl now,” her mother sneered. “Not so adult when your panties are around your ankles, ready for a bare bottom whopping, are you? What has gotten into you? I thought I taught you to have self-respect. If you did, you wouldn’t flaunt yourself like you want to be fucked like a whore.” Alice’s mother often made remarks about her weakness, lack-of confidence, and low self-worth even though she constantly made sure Alice had no control over anything in her life, including her own body.

Alice sobbed, her heart racing as she felt the weight of her family’s judgment. Her step-brother chuckled from the couch, his eyes glued to her reddening and swelling crotch meat and her fat tit’s shaking every time she made a slight movement. He liked noticing her imperfections as he objectified her body. The more “low-value” her naked body was according to the latest porn fads, the more he felt like she was fuckable and disposable enough to be used like a total object nothing more than a fuck doll. He masturbated to the idea of digging his throbbing cock deep into her ass while she cried — almost every night. Right now, he wanted to rub his 5’ dick semi-hard dick all over every part of her body while she laid still, eventually finding his way to her mouth and fucking her face till she gagged and made him squirt down her throat and allo over her face. He loved the idea of gagging her with his dick. It made him feel like his cock was a weapon that he could use to dominate her anytime he got hard. He thought of this while Alice shivered and forced herself to stand proudly on display for her family while her pussy throbbed from pain.

Her step-dad started in on her, his voice cold and hard... “You’ve always been disobedient and slow, but I never thought you would grow up to be a desperate good-for-nothing-whore,” Her father’s gaze was relentless, piercing into every inch of her body. He looked at her up and down silently for at least 10 seconds that felt like an eternity. When she looked at him, she saw no kindness, only malice and disgust. She felt goo dripping from her cunt hole. The words cut deeper than any physical pain could have. Alice crumpled, her face contorted in agony. She looked pathetic, naked from the waist down, her body exposed and vulnerable. Her mother’s eyes gleamed with a twisted satisfaction as she prepared to inflict more pain on her submissive daughter.

“You know what, little girl? You feel so sorry for yourself; why don’t we give you what you want? You want everyone to notice your tits? Take your shirt off and let’s see if they are even all that,”she demanded, her voice rising in pitch.

Alice shrieked, panic overwhelming her. “Mom, no! I don’t. Please! Don’t make me do this!” She instinctively covered her breasts, her hands trembling as she pleaded. Her mom’s grip tightened, her nails digging into Alice’s arm.

“You’ve already earned 10 with the belt for not pulling down your pants right away, and you’ve just earned another 10 more,” her step-dad declared, unbuckling his belt with deliberate slowness.

Sobbing, Alice lifted her shirt, slowly, her heavy DD’s plopping out from the bottom as she pulled the hoodie over her head, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her boobs were big and a little saggy, decorated with pointy pretty nipples. She was ashamed of how they didn’t look like the tits that women on magazines and on tv had. She hid her cleavage to hide the stretch marks so nobody would find out how ugly they looked with the angry red lines running down them from her early and fast puberty. She didn’t have much time to hide them when parents descended on her at once, their anger amplified by her defiance. With her pants and panties around her ankles, she stumbled, falling to the floor as she tried to escape. Sarah beat her mercilessly, striking her head and back while screaming, “No daughter of mine dresses like a slut! You will never EVER leave the house without a bra. From now on you wear a bra at all times unless you are in the shower or your father or I tell you to remove it! We will be checking you at all times since you’re so untrustworthy.”

Her step-dad grabbed her by the arm, yanking her to her feet, causing her tits to jiggle violently. Now completely naked, except for the pooled clothes around her ankles, he dragged her towards the back of the house. Her step-brother, now fully hard, and her mom, seething with anger, followed close behind, watching with rapt attention as Alice was taken to the porch by her rough burly father.

The cold air hit her skin, making her shiver violently. Her father ordered her to step out of her remaining clothes, and she obeyed, her teeth chattering as she stepped out of her pants and panties, and removed her socks. She stood there, exposed and vulnerable, her nipples hardening from the chill.

“I’m tired of having to struggle with you every time you need a spanking,” Alan growled. “You will learn to accept punishment and act with decency. When we tell you to do something you obey. You don’t question, and you don’t say no. To teach you what happens when women act like disobedient whore, I’m going to whip your naked parts. Next time you hesitate to obey your mother or I, you’ll remember the spanking you are due for can always get worse.” To drive his point home, he hold Alice to stand up straight and show him how big her tits are “try to impress me.” Alice didn’t dare hesitate. She jutted out her strech-marked tits and pointed her nipples up as high as she could. Her step-father cupped her tits and told her that she needs to keep them hidden and covered. As he cupped them in his hands and squeezed her shivering breasts, he said matter of factly, “men want to hurt women who act sexual and look like sluts” he squeezed her nipples hard, making Alice squeal. He continued: “do you want to be treated like a worthless prostitute Alice? look at me when I’m talking to you” he said as he rudely pulled her tits far from her body using her hard sore nipples. Alice looked up at her step-father. She looked like a little pig with her hair disheveled and her face crumpled, swollen, and pink from the crying and her mothers slaps. “No, sir” Alice sobbed, “I don’t want to be treated like a prostitute.” Her step-dad Alan let go of her nipples and let her heavy tits fall back to her body and said, “I’m going to make sure you never leave the house looking like a cheap slut again” he said to the disheveled teen. He slapped her boobs around back and forth while he told her what a bad girl she is and all the privledges she is going to lose: phone, bedroom door, clothes, or using the bathroom without permission ... Her father’s slaps to her boobs hurt, but more than that, were totally degrading. She had never felt so ashamed of her breasts. “You are an embarrassment Alice” he said, giving her lower stomach a hard slap that made her whole body jolt.