The Pain Alternative
Chapter 5

Copyright© 2011 by Shani 34

Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 5 - A woman on holiday with her family is caught shoplifting. She is told the penalty is either prison or a public caning. She reluctantly accepts the caning. This story describes her interview with the Man from the Ministry as he explains what will happen in the morning.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Reluctant   Rape   Coercion   Fiction   Incest   BDSM   Spanking   Humiliation   White Couple   Black Male   White Female   First   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Voyeurism  

While Sophie was upstairs being fucked, Miss Yelda took Michael away, saying she had things to show him. Indeed, Michael was horrified by what had been done to his house. The main change was to the basement, which had been converted into a bondage and discipline dungeon! “My god,” Michael cried out, both shocked to find what they had done to his house but far more shocked at the thought of what the changes might signify! Miss Yelda laughed at Michael’s reaction.

“After seeing the photos of what you all went through, lots of our senior staff will want to explore some of those things with you when they visit. So we outfitted your house to allow them all to work out their fantasies. Your spare bedroom has been outfitted like a bedroom in a brothel, with four poster bed, mirrors, the lot. Whereas, as you can see, your basement has been converted into a full BDSM playroom. If you look closely, you will see there are several bondage crosses around the walls, equipped with wrist and ankle cuffs. Each cross is tailored to members of your family. Let me show you yours.”

And she led Michael to one of the crosses, then said softly, “Undress for me, please, Michael.”

When Michael was naked, with his erection embarrassingly growing, she showed him bondage gloves, and fitted them over his hands. “These are much more comfortable than ropes or straps if you are to spend a long time tied to the cross.” Michael gasped as she tightened straps around the gloves at his wrists so he couldn’t get his hand out. “Stand up against the cross with your legs apart, then put your hands up against the beams.”

To his dismay, his cock had by now swelled into full erection, as the lovely young lady, still fully dressed, stepped very close in front of him so she could attach metal rings on his gloves to hooks on the upper beams of the cross. He realized what she had meant about the crosses being tailored to the members of his family. Looking around, it was easy to see Lisa’s cross, practically half the height of his own one.

When he was helpless, she smiled at him and lightly brushed his erection with her hand, then she squatted at his feet, easing them further apart until his legs lined up with the lower cross beams. She smiled up at him, and did up straps around each ankle, securing his legs to the bottom posts of the cross, so he couldn’t close them at all. Looking around he saw the other crosses spaced around the walls, and wondered what it would be like seeing his family secured, as he was now, naked and helpless, and being handled by strangers! That reminded him that his wife was at that very moment upstairs being fucked by a stranger. And he was here, strapped to a wooden cross, naked, wildly erect, at the mercy of this mysterious and beautiful lady.

He watched her pulling on a surgical rubber glove, then applying cream from a tube over her fingers. She came close to him and took his cock shaft in her gloved hand, and very gently stroked him, spreading the cream up the full length of his shaft, then over his balls! Briefly he assumed he was about to get a full hand job, and wondered what his wife was going to say. But then he started feeling the heat building up in his cock, and realized that Miss Yelda had coated his cock and balls with heat cream!

She smiled at him as she wiped the cream off the glove, took it off, and dropped it in a bin. “Let me show you one thing here that I really enjoy, and I am sure your girls will too.” She reached up under her skirt and drew down her panties, then draped them over Michael’s throbbing cock. Then she walked across to a low black object with a pink plastic thing on top. “It’s called a Sybian, and its only purpose is to please girls.”

Michael saw a slim plastic dildo pointing upward, and in front of that a rough plastic panel. Miss Yelda held her skirt up so Michael could see what she was doing, and he watched entranced as she squatted over the thing, carefully positioning herself over the dildo, then licked her lips and moaned as she settled down, with the dildo sliding up into her cunt. Then she wriggled until the front of her crotch was pressing down onto the rough patch. She smiled up at Michael, and whispered, “Picture Lisa sitting on this.”

When she was fully down on the dildo, she pointed to the panel in front of her, and said, “This bit does wonders to the clitoris. Both bits are powered, of course.” She let her skirt drop around her so Michael could no longer see what was happening, but he could tell from her facial expression. She showed him a device like a television remote with two buttons and two dials, and pressed a button. “If you haven’t already guessed, this whole thing vibrates.” Soon she was squirming and moaning, while the heat cream impregnating Michael’s cock shaft drove him to distraction.

Finally she orgasmed loudly, then sat there recovering. At last she stood up, tugged down her skirt, walked across to Michael, and took back her panties. Putting them on, she smiled at him and said, “I’m impressed that you haven’t cum.” She undid his ankle straps, and released him from the gloves. “Get dressed, it’s time to go back to the family. And no, I am not going to finish you off.”

Making no attempt to stimulate his throbbing cock, she stood watching as he dressed, then she led him back upstairs.

Walking into the room, she saw Tim with his two sisters, all looking nervous. “Is Sophie still upstairs?” she asked, and Tim nodded, saying that the man was still up with her. “Go up and tell the man that he needs to get off to the airport, then fetch your mother down here.”

A few minutes later, Tim came down saying that Sophie and the man had been in the back bedroom, not her own bedroom. They were getting dressed now and would be down shortly. While they waited, Miss Yelda advised them that she would notify them next time she had a client visiting, and would want everyone to be nicely dressed when they arrived. Moments later the man came downstairs smiling, poked his head into the living room and said, “Tell Sophie thanks, tell her it was nice.” Miss Yelda said goodbye to the family, and they walked out and drove off in the limo.

Tim started telling everyone about what he had found upstairs. There was nobody in the master bedroom, so he had gone looking, and found them in the spare bedroom at the back of the house, which had been completely revamped! “There’s a big four poster bed in there now, and that guy was still fucking mom on the bed when I walked in.”

Sophie looked ravaged and desperately embarrassed as she walked into the living room a few minutes later. She wasn’t wearing panties and her stockings were in shreds. She grinned sheepishly at her son, embarrassed at what he had seen when he walked in on them. Then she went over to Michael and asked him if he still loved her. Remembering what he had been doing in the basement while she was upstairs, Michael just hugged her and kissed her and assured her that he did.

Nobody talked much, the kids knew what Sophie had been doing but wondered what their dad had got up to with the lovely Miss Yelda. Jessica suggested they order in pizzas, as Sophie was clearly too tired to cook dinner. Lisa said she was not hungry, and would go straight to bed. Michael agreed, and said he would go off to bed with Sophie. He poured himself a stiff drink, and got one for Sophie when she said she needed one, then off they went, holding hands, Sophie still in her sexy undies.

Left alone, Tim and Jessica went exploring. First Tim offered to show his sister the brothel room, but when they got to the top of the stairs, intending to creep quietly down the hall past the master bedroom where they assumed their parents would already be sleeping, they heard unmistakable sounds of their parents having sex! Jessica giggled, “Ah, it seems they are getting on okay despite what mom was doing earlier. Show me the back room where she was doing it.”

 
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