Beckie Bradshaw (The best Christmas present ever!) part 5 added

[Debbifan]

Great work. I wonder if Becky's boundaries are going to be pushed a little further than she initially envisaged ? But no doubt she'll enjoy it, if only in retrospect !

[RebeccaShaw]

Beckie Bradshaw part 4

The door closed and I hardly cared what the guy thought about me. I slammed the pizza down and thought to hell with getting the boys any drinks. My pussy was burning so much I could hardly think straight. I grabbed a flannel from near the sink and drenched it in cold water before squeezing it out and running gently over my sore pubic mound. The boys almost ignored me and took the pizza into the lounge. I grabbed the bottle and sat on the cool floor to try and work out what it was.

I looked at the label on the back, eliminacion permanente del pelo no deseado. Obviously I could easily work out permanente, as permanent but I didn't know the rest. Then it hit me that Mark, the little bastard, must have got hold of some sort of permanent hair removal lotion from Mexico. I pressed the flannel more onto my pussy and even began to rub. I thought it hadn’t been on too long and maybe I could rub it off before it had any lasting effects. I began to cry, not only with the intense pain but the thought of losing my pubic hair forever. This couldn’t be happening to me, it just couldn’t.

I picked up the bottle and in rage walked into the lounge. Both boys were just calmly sitting eating pizza and chatting about school while my world was caving in and my pussy was burning like hell. I had the bottle in my fist and launched it through the air towards Mark. Without hardly looking up he caught it easily in one hand and looked slightly bemused. Oh god I wanted to kill him right now.

“You fucking bastard, what the hell have you put on my skin!” I yelled. “I agreed to be shaved, that's all!”

He took another bite of his pizza and with his mouth full just shrugged, “Oh it won't kill you, just chill out.”

I wanted to scream and looked at Robbie for any trace of sympathy. He was as indifferent as his friend. I moved the wet flannel from between my legs so they could both see how red and sore my pubic mound looked. They stared at it, then at each other for a second before bursting out laughing. I was speechless, how could they not even care in the slightest what they had done to me. Not to mention they both clearly knew how Ryan felt about me having hair around my pussy. .I was sobbing again and thought that this was the end of the stupid game and hated myself for being so honest with Robbie and for trusting him.

“It says permanent on the damn bottle. You little shit. You know Ryan hates me bald between my legs. What am I supposed to do now?” I screamed.

Again Mark virtually ignored me as I stamped my foot and yelled more obscenities at him. I demand he tell me where he got it from and he just replied “online” as if that made everything alright. I stormed back to the kitchen to put more fresh cold water on the flannel as it was at least keeping my pussy from being on fire. Robbie came in with the empty pizza box and put his arm on my shoulder. I could see out of sight of his friend that he did look upset.

“I'm sorry Beckie. It wasn’t my idea. I bet it's not really going to be like forever. It will grow back, just wait and see,” he said so innocently.

I smiled at him and was genuinely pleased for his concern and sort of apology. Between my bum cheeks were still burning and I asked him if it looked as sore as my pussy, to which he nodded. He asked if I thought the moisturising cream he was going to use after the razor might help soothe it. I had no idea but replied that it was worth a try and before I knew it I was once again laid flat on my back on the kitchen table. The cream did indeed help ease the pain and I opened my legs as wide as I could so he could get to every part of the skin around my pussy. Without any regard for modesty now I put my hands behind my knees and pulled them up to my shoulders so he could work the cream right down the cleft of my bum cheeks.

I looked at the shiny black sandals and the white socks which were practically at the side of my head now and thought that the image must look like something out of one of the magazines and my anger seemed to ebb away a little. I had closed my eyes and was so relieved that the agonizing burning from between my legs was at last subsiding. I was brought out my half trance of relaxation by Robbie standing up and Mark taking his place. I wanted to protest that I hadn’t forgiven him for being so mean to me but the cooling sensation of his fingers and the lotion made me stay still.

Instead of just rubbing on my pubic mound and between my bum cheeks and my labia he began to go further. He smiled as he blatantly ran his fingers down the length of my pussy lips and around my bum hole itself. He got his middle finger pressed right on my anus. He looked at me and then began to push gently but down so his finger was half inside me now. I still had my hands behind my knees but let them fall together now. He gave a little tut of disappointment and looked at Robbie.

“Hold her ankles mate and open them nice and wide, I want to get my finger right up her tight little arsehole.” He grinned.

Robbie looked transfixed at the sight and walked up to my upside down head and grabbed my ankles tightly. He pulled back and then opened my legs wide. Mark smiled and with his gaze fixed on me he pushed his finger deep in my bum hole. I could feel myself squeeze so tight around it but tried so hard to relax. Ryan had never seemed really interested in my bottom like this and the sensation was peculiar but not as unpleasant as I imagined. He could see that I was protesting and withdrew it a little only to push it back in, harder this time making me gasp. I opened my eyes wide and gave my head a little shake as he began to press a second finger close to the one in my bottom.

“A big girl like you can take two fingers up your arse. Can’t you?” he grinned.

Despite it being a question I hardly thought he wanted an answer or that I was even capable of giving him one. With Robbie still holding my feet tight Mark began to push another finger in my bum. My breathing was heavy now and I wanted him to stop but I couldn't say anything. I didn't want him or Robbie to think of me as some silly little schoolgirl friend of theirs who would probably run a mile if she were faced with this. Instead I was older than them and wanted to show that having my bum invaded like this was kind of “easy” not that it made any sense at all.

“That's a Good girl Beckie,” he smiled “But next time you throw a little tantrum about having your pussy set on fire I will shove a beer bottle up here,” he laughed menacingly.

Even Robbie looked almost shocked with his friend’s threat and let go of my legs just as Mark pulled his fingers out of my bottom. The thought of having an actual beer bottle in my bum hole filled my mind. I wondered how it would feel and if indeed it would even fit but before I could think about it even more Mark had replaced Robbie standing beside my head. I looked up to see him smile and then hold two fingers near my face. I hadn't seen which hand he had used but knew instantly that these must be the exact same fingers that had just been in my bottom. I felt sick but knew what he wanted and what he expected me to do.

“Push your tongue out Beckie, you're going to clean my fingers with it then you can suck them!” he informed me.

Robbie looked disgusted and shook his head. “Oh Mark that’s enough, she doesn't have to,” he tried to stick up for me.

I was still breathing hard and pushed my tongue out as he moved his fingers closer to my mouth. Robbie turned to look away as I gave an almost greedy slurp along the length of the two fingers. It didn't really taste of anything apart from the chemical bitterness of the moisturizing cream. I don't know whether this was a good or bad thing but here I was now sucking on two fingers that had just been right inside my own bottom. I had never done anything as debasing to myself in my whole life but I felt almost proud that I had actually done it. The fingers slipped from my mouth and almost out of instinct I liked my lips, which made Mark grin.

“You fucking dirty bitch Beckie,” spat Robbie, “Does Ryan make you do that?”

I blushed and shook my head as Mark laughed, more at Robbies outraged expression than anything else. I climbed off the table and began to clear the kitchen and reminded him that his Mum and dad would be home soon. Mark gave me a couple of hard slaps to my bum and said it was fun but he had to leave. The atmosphere between me and Robbie was a little awkward and my pussy was beginning to burn again as the moisturizer was wearing off. I asked if he wanted to rub some more on but he refused. I was getting upset again now and began to cry, both with the pain and the fact that Robbie was angry with me.

“You didn’t have to put his fingers in your mouth, you’re Ryan’s girlfriend remember?” he hissed at me.

I spat back that he had some need to talk as he was happy enough to take my knickers down when it suited him and spank me whether I was his brother's girlfriend or not. He looked so mad now and suddenly grabbed my wrist. He was still a little shorter than me but he managed to pull and sort of half wrestle me over to the couch. I was bundled over his knee and this time did not cooperate like before but soon had my bum up in the air. Before I knew it the brush had splatted down onto my cheeks. He wasn't holding back this time and each whack had real venom in it. Soon I was squealing and yelping and kicking my heels frantically but he seemed to hold me down easily and keep up a steady tempo with the cruel brush.

“This is what you need to stop you behaving like a slut, isn't it girl?” he shouted.

He seemed to emphasize the word “Slut” with an extra hard whack of the brush. I was really crying now and begging and pleading for him to stop. The burning on my pussy was soon more than forgotten about as the skin on my bottom was now on fire. I was shaking my head and suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw Elaine and Ed standing there. A split second later Robbie saw them and stopped his frantic assault on my bare bottom. I scrambled off his knee and danced around the room rubbing furiously at my red hot bum cheeks.

“We heard you half way down the street!” Exclaimed his dad.

“And what the hell has happened to your.” she hesitated, “Between your legs.” added Elaine.

I was still dancing and clutching my bottom when she saw the razor in the kitchen and smiled. I walked up to her and without thinking put my arm around her and began to cry even more. Between sobs I tried to explain that I had agreed to be shaved but then they had used this awful illegal liquid on me. She looked shocked and demanded an explanation from Robbie. Of course he blamed Mark but meanwhile I was bawling that I would never have pubic hair again and it wasn't fair. I knew as well as looking like some overgrown bratty ten year old I probably sounded like one as well.

“So why did you call her a slut?” asked his Mum “And why were you tanning her bottom so hard?”

Her hand was actually resting on my blazing bottom as she spoke. Robbie looked at me then at his Mum and then at the floor. Oh god what was he going to say.

“Has Mark done anything else?” asked Ed “Besides putting this between her legs” he said holding the bottle.

I was panicking like crazy now. Surely Robbie was not going to tell his parents about the fingers in my bottom or what I had done afterwards. He gave a little shrug and then announced that he didn't want to say anything. Elaine pushed me away and looked stern faced at me. Ed too was glaring at me waiting for an answer. I felt sick and sniffled back a loud childish sob before opening my mouth to speak.

“Errr, oh when the boys were eating their pizza I was in the kitchen and was,” I swallowed and in between another sob added, “Play, playing with myself.”

The room fell silent and out of the three of them it was hard to see who looked more shocked. Elaine gradually smiled and hugged me tight again. Ed was studying the bottle and went to get his phone. Robbie was still looking a little crestfallen as his Mum explained that me playing with myself did not necessarily mean I am a slut. Although maybe it would be better if I kept it to my room and not the kitchen when the boys are having pizza. She then let go and asked me to open my legs as she noticed that it looked very sore there. I did as she asked and stood legs apart. She ran her fingers all over my pubic mound as Robbie looked on.

“Well according to google translate,” announced his Dad, “It's only permanent if you re-apply every week for a month.”

God I felt so relieved and gave a little shiver which made me push my pussy lips right onto Elaine's fingers. She never stopped rubbing and just smiled as I prayed Robbie or his Dad couldn’t see what she was doing. I bit my lip to try not to let out a moan as Ed gave the bottle to Robbie and told him to keep it safe. I was sure there was a knowing look between them both and Robbie smiled a mischievous smile. Elaine put her other finger to her mouth in a motion for me to “Shush” but kept rubbing right between my pussy lips with her other hand.

“Why don't you take the dog for a walk Ed and you go to your room Robbie,” she said firmly, “Me and Beckie are going to have a little chat about naughty girls who play with themselves.”

[rememberagain]

I love, love, love the role Elaine has, either sanctioning things to keep going or accelerating them herself, as the main authority figure in the story. Since she's a woman and also a kind of surrogate mother figure, her betrayal of Beckie's hopes to put a stop to things is delicious. Particularly as Beckie finds herself compelled to either submit or make it even worse for herself, she can't even put any hope in her own agency.
Hope we see more of Ryan later down the road, maybe with an emphasis on how much Beckie has changed while he was away.
Something very strange, and strangely appealing, about your writing is the desexualization of Beckie's sex. It's not an object of lust to the other characters (except maybe that last scene with Elaine), instead it's a fulcrum of control over her. They expose it, grab her by the short hairs, chemically remove them, prod her, threaten to penetrate her with a beer bottle, but it's not sexual as such, it's only sexual as a means of getting at her. I can't recall any other writing like that. It's oddly dehumanizing.

[BABYRYAN2121]

fantastic chapter! I can imagine just how bright pink her pussy and anus are from the special cream after her shaving!

[Bucket]

Just discovered this story and wow, what an incredibly fun read! Would certainly love to read loads more chapters. Hope to see this story continue!

[RebeccaShaw]

Becky Bradshaw part5

The annoying Beep, Beep, Beep of the alarm on my phone brought me out of my deep sleep and I reached out my hand to swipe across the screen and silence it. Thank god it was Saturday and laid still in a daze going over the events of last night in my head. You would think that having my pussy hair literally burned off chemically by my boyfriend's little brother or more specifically his obnoxious “best friend” would have been the most shocking thing but no, what Elaine did when I was alone with her after had shocked me the most. She had skillfully and relentlessly played with my pussy for what seemed like hours and teased me mercilessly to bring me to the point of orgasm several times before leaving me gasping for breath and pleading and begging to be allowed to “Cum”.

Not only that, she had kissed me almost non stop, with her tongue deep inside my mouth. She had played with my nipples and generally took any liberty she wanted with my body. What was running through my head and troubling me the most was that I had actually and consciously kissed her back with equal enthusiasm. God what was happening to me, had I suddenly become a lesbian overnight and was I now actually having an “affair” with my boyfriend's mother!

I lay awake for another hour or so and then dragged myself out of bed into the bathroom. My hair was a mess and my eyes looked sore and I still felt exhausted. I sat and had a pee and looked down between my legs and gasped at the state of my poor pussy. All my pubic mound was still a bright shade of pink where Mark had rubbed that damn oil or whatever the hell it was. My labia was a much darker shade of pink and looked much more prominent than usual. as if it were swollen and looked tender and felt ulta sensitive. I didn't bother to dress and left my knickers off under my short pale blue sleep tee and headed downstairs desperate for a coffee.

Elaine and Ed were sitting having breakfast and glanced up to see me walk in the kitchen. Of course I blushed and looked down feeling totally embarrassed, but my face was in a constant state of blushing now as everything about my time staying with them was so embarrassing. I gave a polite “Good Morning,” and was greeted with the same reply from both. I took a slight sideways glance over to Elaine and she looked back with such a knowing smile which made an even more burn to my already red face. I had my back to them while I made a coffee and they asked for a cup as well and I poured three coffee’s.

“God you look like you slept in a hedge Rebecca,” smiled Elaine as I handed her a coffee.

“Dragged through one backwards more like,” laughed Ed.

I took the hot cup in both hands and sipped the coffee and closed my eyes thinking how much more absurd could all this get. Without even having time to take a second sip of the coffee the absurdity level was ramped up as Elaine casually lifted the front of my short sleep tee to expose my bare pussy to her and her husband. My legs felt like jelly and I held the cup tighter as it was almost burning my hands now and took another drink to try and bring some senses to my foggy brain.

“Wow, that looks a little sore Becky!” exclaimed Ed.

Elaine kept hold of my t-shirt and I felt the touch of a finger on my pubic mound then ran softly down to my pussy lips. With a gasp I took another gulp of hot coffee and opened my eyes to see in bewilderment it was Ed’s fingers that were tracing around my swollen labia. Feeling dizzy and light headed I opened my legs wider wanting to make sure I kept my balance as he blatantly “fingered” my pussy in full view of his wife. I let out a low moan and in a hoarse voice a pleading whine of objection.

“Oh stop the nonsense Becky, Ed’s only checking to see if you’re alright,” she said with a hint of amusement in her voce.

How the hell did he know if I was “alright” and what did having his finger almost up to the knuckle inside my pussy tell him anything. He was a goddamn accountant not a gynecologist! The only comfort in all this was the coffee clenched tightly in my hands in front of my face. The smell was intense and I tried with all my will not to respond to the teasing and torment of my boyfriend’s dad’s fingers. I took another gulp and then;

“Smack” Robbie had walked in and delivered a crisp stinging slap to the underside of my left bum cheek. I stumbled forward and Ed took his finger out just as half the coffee spilled on the floor.

“You fuckin idiot!” I yelled, “look what you've made me do.”

Robbie just laughed and without hesitation swung his hand to connect another equally stinging “slap” to my right cheek.

“Better get the dish cloth and clean it up then you clumsy bitch!” he snarled.

Elaine admonished him for being crude but agreed I ought to clean it up and tried to hold back a tear at the almost outright cruelty of this treatment of me as I did as I was told. He sat at the table with his parents and they exchanged pleasantries, as if having a twenty two year old girl on her hands and knees scrubbing the floor with my sleep tee half way up my back and my bare arse cheeks shaking from side to side as I scrubbed with a cloth at the floor was totally normal. How the hell had I ended up like a perverted version of “Cinderella.”

“I’ll have some coco pops and a milky coffee when you’re finished clearing up your mess,” it was a curt command rather than a polite request.

It was useless to argue and I walked around the kitchen with the damn tee ticked up around my waist. I resisted the urge to pull it down and cover my bum and pussy and thought more of it as an act of defiance that I didn't care what they could see. Elaine smiled at my blatant display as I walked over and placed Robbie’s breakfast in front of him. He gloated at my complete servitude to him and had such a smug contemptuous look on his face. He took a mouthful of his coco pops and without waiting to swallow began to speak.

“Good grief, look at the state of that,” he half mumbled as he took another spoonful of his breakfast.

“Looks like you have had your whole hand up your twat or something,” he announced as if his parents were not aware of how my pussy looked.

“You’ve given that some hammer, haven't you.” he laughed.

I knew very well that the phrase “given it some hammer” meant used hard and to be honest that was exactly what had been done to my pussy. Once again Elaine chided him for using such language at the table but again just smiled at me as if he could say anything to me and didn't really matter. Ed stood up and announced he was taking the dog out and Elanie said she would go with him. Without any warning he walked past me and patted his hand right between my legs.

“Maybe you ought to give it a rest for a few days, I know Steven is away but playing with yourself all the time isn't going to make time go by any quicker,” he said in such a matter of fact way.

For once Elaine actually blushed and looked away as Ed carried on walking and the dog bounced with eagerness as he knew it time for his walk. Robbie just sat and finished his coc pops with a grin on his face. I cleared the table feeling more like a maid now rather than a house guest and poured myself another coffee hoping I could drink it in peace now. Robbie said he was going out for the day and then turned to look at me.

“Hey don’t forget it's your birthday next weekend, I’m working on something to make it very special for you,” he grinned like a James Bond villain and left me feeling sick at the thought of what he was planning.

The rest of the week went by without any incidents and me and Robbie kept our distance, almost like we did before all this started. We barely exchanged words and I began to wonder if he had become bored of this bizarre arrangement. Even Mark was conspicuous in his absence. Saturday was my birthday and Elaine had invited my parents out to a meal but my Dad had something on so Friday evening was arranged. I knew my Mum was still annoyed with me agreeing to move in with Elaine as Ed especially as Steven was away and she couldn’t understand why I seemed to prefer their company over her and my Dad. I hoped she had calmed down a little and would not bring it up over dinner.

“Happy day before your Birthday,” beamed Elaine as she handed me a bag which I knew was from a local clothes shop.
I opened the bag and tried to smile and look grateful but I could see the dress looked like something I would never normally wear. It was a pale Lemon colour and buttoned up the front and had a white collar and a sewn in belt around the waist and looked quite short and loose at the end of the hem. I looked up and saw Elaine waiting for my reaction and despite knowing I hated it I gave a polite “thank you” and added it looked lovely. She looked pleased then added that I could wear it to the restaurant this evening. I felt my stomach churn and knew from the look on her face she was deadly serious.

As I thought the dress was horrible once I got it on and was the sort of thing a ten year old would wear to a day at the park or something. Along with the dress Elaine had laid out some white socks with a ruffle at the top and some equally childish matching white knickers with a pink bow on the waistband at the front. Of course there was no bra and I knew this was deliberate but at least the dress wasn’t low cut or risk my nipples being shown through the material. With the only choice left to myself were my shoes I decided to have one act of rebellion and picked out a black pair of heels. They were in such stark contrast to the rest of my outfit they actually highlighted the whole paradox of my appearance. A grown woman dressed in such obviously childish clothing.

Elaine looked delighted when she saw me and adjusted my collar like you would an actual child and told me to do a little twirl in front of Ed and Robbie to show off my new dress. Ed smiled in approval and Robbie looked and shook his head as if he couldn’t actually believe I was going out in public like this and to meet my own parents no less. He wasn’t the only one who couldn't believe it! I felt almost numb and wanted to cancel the whole thing but yet part of me felt the dreaded thrill that I seemed to have no control over.

“Right, best behaviour tonight young lady unless you want Robbie to spank your bare bottom when we get home,” she informed me.

Robbie laughed and added, “Oh knowing how much she loves it I bet she acts up on purpose to get her knickers down.”

My face was already red as we got into the car and Robbie openly slid his hand along my bare thigh as he sat beside me on the back seat. I didn’t even bother to try and stop him as my whole body began to tingle and the adrenaline built up at the thought of what my Mum and Dad were going to think when they saw me like this. I just prayed Robbie would keep his big mouth shut and let this even pass without more embarrassment for me than just the ridiculous outfit. His hand slid further up my leg and then rested it right on the front of my knickers over my pussy.

“Left this alone all week then my girl. Have you?” he asked.

I bit my lip and nodded as he gave a little squeeze and smiled at my utter acceptance of his ability to do as he pleased. Thankfully it wasn't a long journey and Ed parked the car and walked the short distance to the door. The restaurant was fairly busy and not really the place where kids were taken and I could see my parents with a drink in the bar area. Elaine walked to the Maitre d and told him of the reservation while Ed went over to shake hands with my Dad and kissed my Mum on the cheek. Robbie and myself were just behind Ed when my Dad saw me and almost blinked and looked astonished at my appearance.

“Blimey Becky, that's a bit of a change of image, I almost didn't recognise you,” he half laughed and gave me a hug.

My Mum meanwhile gave me more of a steely glare, “I don't know why you seem so surprised John, she has always been an attention seeking little Madam,” she hissed.

Robbie looked amused at my Mum’s comments and said “Hi” to them both as Elaine joined us and told us to come and go through to our table. I could almost see everyone turn and look at me as we walked along. Several men just stared at my bare long legs and the woman looked a little more off hand and puzzled as I looked down feeling so embarrassed. The waiter seated Ed, my Dad and Robbie at one side of the table then eased out the chairs and watched as my Mum sat in front of my Dad and Elaine in front of Ed then finally leaving me standing until last for people to still stare at me easing out my chair for me to finally sit down.

“There you go young man, opposite your girlfriend as it should be,” smiled the waiter.

“Oh god she isn’t my Girlfriend, I don't go for the dumb vacant look,” hissed Robbie, “if you must know she is my brother's bitch.”

The waiter apologized and some people nearby openly gasped and once again I could feel eyes on me.

“Manners Robbie, you're not at home now you know,” snapped Eaine.

My Parents looked shocked and Ed tried to explain that the term “Bitch” was used among the younger generation and didn’t necessarily mean an insult but just a partner or such. I'm not sure if they were convinced and could see my Mum look past Elaine and glare in disapproval at me. The waiter was meanwhile asking to take our drinks order and Robbie asked for a pepsi and without actually asking me to choose the waiter asked if that was alright for me too. The others told him what they wanted and Robbie smiled at me.

“Look Mum he didn't think she is old enough to have alcohol, he must know what a brat she is at home,” and laughed.

Elaine smiled and tried to ask my Mum how work was going and generally made small talk as My Dad and Ed shared their usual topics of conversation about football and the state of the economy. Robbie was looking at his phone under that table and generally ignoring me as the food arrived and Elaine asked for a double vodka for her husband. Ed looked surprised and Elaine told him to shush and nudged him in the ribs. When it arrived she reached over and poured it in my pepsi.
“We don't want to tell the waiter you’re actually over eighteen Becky so be quiet and drink it.” she grinned.

The meal went by without any further embarrassment for me and Elaine overtly got me another double vodka which calmed my nerves and I generally thought the evening could have gone much worse and Robbie had kept any more smart comments to himself and everyone seemed in a relaxed friendly mood. I made an excuse to visit the bathroom and almost stumbled into an oldish woman as we opened the door at the same time. She looked at me and smiled.

“Oh is this your first time in heels sweety, you’ll spoon get used to them,” she grinned.

Back at the table the food was cleared away and a small white box was where my plate had been with a red ribbon around it. Robbie grinned that it was my birthday present from him and I could open it now. I looked suspicious and prayed to god it wasn't anything spanking related and slowly untied the ribbon. I opened the box as Robbie sat back and everyone else looked over curiously to see what was inside. I opened it slowly trying not to let anyone else see then squealed out loud at what I saw. The whole restaurant seemed to fall silent for a few seconds as my Mum asked what on earth it was and my Dad asked if it was spider or something and was Robbie playing a prank on me.

I shook my head in panic and felt my breathing increase and said it was just “nothing”. Elaine who was at the side of me took the box and opened it so she could see and let out a loud laugh. She exclaimed to Robbie that was very naughty of him and where did he even get such a thing as she pushed the box over to Ed to have a look. He scoffed back a laugh and snorted at the sight and pushed it alongside the table to my Dad. I was wide eyed in dismay as my Dad opened the box and looked for a second with a look of surprise on his face and then looked right at me.

“Well Becky that might make your eyes water,” and the three of them and Robbie burst into laughter.

My Mum, not wanting to be left out of the “Secret”, took the box and opened it. At first I dont think she knew what it was and to everyone's amazement she took it right out of the box and held it in her hands. All eyes were glued to it as she calmly asked my Dad what it was for. He hesitated and Robbie reached out and grabbed it from her. He licked the round curved base which was obviously a suction cup and proceeded to stick it on the middle of the table. It was standing up and now looked exactly like what it was meant to be, a large phallic shaped black penis with even veins and a bulbous head at the top. My Mum gasped almost as much as I did when she realised what it actually was.

“Oh my god Becky, that’s disgusting.” she hissed at me as if it was my fault Robbie had got me such an outrageous thing.

Elaine quickly slid it off the table and before anyone else could see it, although I suspected a few people had, regarding the amount of gasps and giggling going around the room. The way she removed it made it apparent to me that she knew exactly what she was doing as she didn’t try to pull it upwards from the base but instead slid it till it came off the side of the table. A fact that was not missed by my Dad as he nudged Ed and smiled.

“Looks like she has had some practice with those sorts of things,” and they both laughed as Robbie looked totally grossed out.


Of course, as if it couldn't get any worse, Elaine had invited my Parents back for coffee, or more likely Ed would share some of his malt whiskey with my Dad. Robbie had a strange kind of look on his face as if he knew something and once again I had a sense that this was not going to go well for me as the awful dildo was put back in its box I was told to carry it back to the car. Surely Elaine would not allow anything too outrageous to happen in front of my own parents. I convinced myself I was just being paranoid and we headed home with Mum and Dad following in a taxi.

I was sitting on the sofa next to Elaine with Ed on the other side of me and my Mum and Dad in each of the armchairs. Robbie as usual when we had guests sat on the floor and of course didn’t mind as that usually meant he could see up my skirt. Although this wasn't so much of a game for him now as he was well aware what I looked liked and nothing was a secret any more from him. As predicted Ed and my Dad were savouring the taste of a fine scotch whisky and Mum, me and Elaine had a glass of red wine. Elaine slipped her hand down onto my thigh and almost ran it up the hem of my dress. I shuddered and prayed my parents couldn’t see that she was doing this so brazenly.

“We went to Fredericksburg in Texas last year, Margeret.” announced Elaine to my Mum as she kept her hand on my leg.

I listened in pure horror as she continued to explain that Ed had some distant family over there and they had a fascinating tradition when it came to birthdays. The person who’s birthday it was would be the recipient of one spank each from a large wooden paddle. She continued to add they didn’t have a wooden paddle as such but they did have a hairbrush. I was literally shaking as Robbie tried to hold back a laugh and Elaine began to tug my arm at the same time Ed eased my legs up and lifted them up to his own lap as now I was laid over Elaine's knee and stretched out on my front. I glanced up to see my parents look on in fascination at the scene before them.

“Please Elaine, please no, not in front of my Mum and Dad, please,” I pleaded with her as she ran her hand on my bottom over my dress.

“Shush dear, you don't want to be a spoilsport on your birthday do you.” and with that she asked Robbie to bring her the brush.

My heart was pounding almost out of chest as he got up and calmly handed his Mum the brush. I was looking over at my parents in the hope that they would object to such treatment of their daughter but all they did was sit in silence and watch. I was the wrong way around for a right handed person and she swung the brush a little awkwardly almost from over my shoulder and along my body instead of sideways and the brush landed more on the top of my thigh than my bottom. Her hand swung again and she announced that the brush was not as big as a paddle then one for each of my bottom cheeks was fair. Nothing about this whole humiliating nightmare was fair.

Like some human “lazy suzy” I was spun around without my feet even touching the floor so Ed could have access to my bum now. This time my parents could see the “business” side of the show now and even though Ed left my dress down I was sure my knickers must be on show. He “whapped” the brush down twice in quick succession making me yelp as the brush made its familiar sting, even over the back of my dress. Elaine pushed me onto the floor and I struggled to my feet knowing my face was beetroot red. Ed put the brush in my hands and told me to go over to Robbie.

I was in a daze and felt physically sick as I held the brush out for a grinning Robbie to take from me. He patted his knee and without any resistance from me I laid right over in my usual position of palms flat on the floor, feet on tip to and bottom in the air. He flipped the back of my dress right up and then his fingers went to the waistband of my tight knickers. I closed my eyes in sheer panic not believing he was actually going to take my knickers down right in front of my own parents. His hands tugged tight at the waistband and instead of pulling them down as he normally did he pulled them up. He eased the waistband from side to side as little as he pulled and wriggled my knickers up as far as they could possibly go. I gasped as they dug right between my legs and left my whole bottom cheeks bare.

“Oh John, this is going too far now.” protested my Mum, “I mean he is just a boy.” she added.

“Well Margaret I don't see Becky objecting too much and from the look of it I’d say this is not the first time she has been in that position.” there was a deafening silence, “Is that right Becky?” he asked.

I could only nod in confirmation as two blistering “smacks” of the hairbrush bounced off my cheeks making me yell out loud. Even my Mum gasped at the sheer force he had used on my practically bare bottom. Despite the seering sting I kept my hips away from his knees so my bottom was up in the air. He patted my cheeks with his hand now and rubbed a few times. I knew he must have a huge grin on his face with my parents watching how he was so familiar with having me like this. I sniffed back a childish sob as the intense emotion almost overcame me as Robbie gave me the little push that was the sign for me to stand up.

“Take the brush over to your Mum now Rebecca and get in the same position.” Elaine spoke with such authority that I had no hesitation and began to walk towards her.

She shook her head and said she couldn’t possibly do such a thing. My Dad told her not to be so uncooperative and even rude in someone else's house and to join in and not be so aloof and above everything. Elaine congratulated my Dad for getting into the spirit of things then added that she could see now where I got my attitude from. My Mum blushed at this comment and almost turned her head away to not look at me as I draped myself over her knee. She snatched the brush out of my hands and without a seconds delay in the same movement “slapped” it down once on each cheek. ‘With that she seemed to learn from Robbie and pushed me to get me off her knees. She almost threw the brush over to my Dad as he looked delighted I was walking over to him.

“You won't believe how many times I have thought about doing this to you, my girl.” he paused as Iay over his lap, “Your Mother was always sicking up for you rude, surly attitude.”







With that he delivered a brutal “Whack” to my right cheek making me howl in agony and then a few seconds later another to my left getting the same reaction from me. I could hear Robbie give a little whistle of appreciation of my Dad’s turn with the brush and I was sobbing and sniveling as without warning Elaine walked over and grabbed my ear and almost dragged me to the corner. I didn’t need to be told to put my hands on my head and pushed my nose to the wall and even arched my back out as Elaine meticulously tucked my dress into the belt at the back and the front. Her final act to complete my utter shame was to drag my knickers from between my cheeks where they had been lodged tight and pull them roughly to my knees.

“Oh really John, now this is just too much, I dont know whats going on here but I’m not sitting watching my own daughter being treated like this.” she announced.

“I suggest you sit and be quiet and listen for once in your life unless you want me to ask Elaine to put you in the same position as your precious daughter,” snapped my Dad with a hint of menace.

Robbie tried to hold back a laugh and I could just picture the indignant look from my Mum as I had never heard my Dad sound so serious. Ed offered him another drink and then said with amusement how my Mum looked like she could do with another as well. I could hear Elaine leave the room then Robbie giggled again as she returned. The unmistakable sound of pages of a magazine being flicked brought a fresh wave of shame over me. There was silence apart from odd tut of approval from my Dad and the occasional gasp of shock from my Mum.

Right Rebecca would you like to turn and face your parents and explain how all this started young lady,” she informed me.