Honeymoon - 2
Richard Gets An Aussie Bathgirl
She’d spruced up. Cute yellow sundress, nude under it. Clean feet in newer low sandals.
“Richard, if you fail to render O to Alice again, my punishment will be awful.”
He scrambled to the girl on his knees. Sucked, licked, slobbered.
“Lovely body, Sandra. Smashing.” “Thanks. Do you like girls?”
“No doubt of that. Give us a kiss, then.” She kissed well. My fingers went to her cunt, which was flowing.
“Mind if I watch the enema?” “If I can watch the spanking.”
Alice Salves His Fanny
Alice whistled when the 30/11 was done, and took him across her lap. To slather Salve on, and inside, his purple swollen fanny. Richard screamed louder than ever. Incredible, since I was a big strong girl who took pride in my skill and severity. Incredible, yet normal.
Salve has healing powers that are simply miraculous. But it’s pure hell at first, as the gloppy white lotion soaks into fanny, bottomcleft, and rectum.
It feels just like burgundy-colored Genital Ointment, or the cherry red 2nd solution of a Triple Enema, or the last few minutes of a suppository. Fiery burning, frantic itching, needle-stinging. On Richard’s severely spanked fanny and bottomcleft, and in his sensitive rectum.
He wriggled like a hooked worm on Alice’s lap, kicking his adorable chubby legs and feet. He made frantic, futile attempts at reaching back to soothe and scratch his fanny. Richard’s screams intensified when Alice plunged her Salve-covered middle finger full up his rectum.
I wasn’t satisfied until my poor husband endured 3 applications. It was fascinating to watch. Immediately after each, his fanny and upper thighs were coated white under a thick layer of Salve.
The compound disappeared within minutes, completely absorbed, leaving the sight of a well-spanked, rapidly-recovering fanny. Within a few hours, he’d be ready for another ferocious trip across my lap.
The Two Major Male Stages
For an entire year following the 2 major inflection points of a male’s life, he receives the most spankings. They are frequent, lengthy, and severe, comprising most of his Discipline.
The First, & Bonding
The first is when a boy’s sister carries him home from ETT Therapy. It’s ideal for her to be with him the entire year. A girl going into Military Service gets 6 months before shipping out, as I did with Sam. Then Mother and other family females do their best to fill her irreplaceable heels.
Take Richard for a better example. He was under the care of Adele and Mother the entire time. Over the year, they “Bonded” with, and to, him. A Bond is an intense relationship, unique and rare, with qualities appropriate to gender. Both sexes only Bond with a select few in their lives. Let’s concentrate on males and young Richard.
During that first year, as is normal, he Bonded with Adele and Mother. The methods and techniques used are common to that situation. Too numerous to list in detail, the basics are obvious, but hard in practice.
Spankings. Kisses. Cums. Toilets and Toilettes. Foot fetish inculcation. Lap time. Brunches. Gauging. Elegance Lessons. Promenades. Butt plugs. A few other things.
Adele did approximately 70%, Mother 30%. To consider spankings alone – Adele had Richard across her lap about an hour a day, and Mother 30 minutes. Severe and merciless, while Richard screamed and looked at their feet.
For an entire year. Bonds so forged last a lifetime. To this day, whenever they walk into a room, Richard falls to his knees with a look of fearful lust on his face, a dripping erection as he sucks their toes.
A Proper Young Man’s Behavior
During that year, Richard’s behavior, emotions, impulses, instincts, and feelings were molded and honed. He learned to talk, walk, and behave like a man.
He speaks timidly and softly in a high-pitched tone. He walks with bowed legs (not simply to accommodate his enormous scrotum), pigeon toes, in a mincing gate. He doesn’t laugh like a woman; he giggles and titters like a man.
Except by accident, he doesn’t dare do unmanly, vulgar things. Including cross his legs; “Peep” at his genitals; be Insolent, Discourteous or Disobedient; touch himself for any reason.
A Young Man’s Loving Care
To enlarge and invigorate his genitals, he got 90 minutes of Genital Ointment every Sunday night, biweekly scrotum injections, Male Milk, frequent fondlings.
Adele and Mother “Gauged” him at any convenient location – school halls, sidewalks, shops, at home with visitors. They squatted between his legs, lowered tights or lifted skirts. They milked his erect penis to inspect the quantity and quality of precum. Taking his testicles in one or both hands, they inspected, hefted, and squeezed.
More likely than not, he needed another cum. Loving family females take that very seriously. It’s a matter of health. However, when feasible (it nearly always is) howling spankings come before cum.
His fanny and hips were “Bloomed” to their full adult size, shape, and responsiveness. Only spankings can do all that, and more, for a boy.
Richard’s Pretty Pinafore
One fine Sunday morning going to temple with my brother, I saw him up ahead, toddling hand in hand with Adele. The sight made me pant with lust.
His pretty pink pinafore was hemmed just below his fanny. The skirt flew up in the breeze to expose heavy, shapely fannycheeks juddering lusciously with each step.
His long hair in curls flowed down the neck of a large pink sunbonnet. Bow legged, pigeon toed, he scurried with little mincing steps beside his big sister in dress and heels. Adele reached down to pat his creamy fanny possessively. I shuddered with desire.
Stage 2, & Bonding
The 2nd Inflection Point in male life is Marriage. A man’s wife, like his sister and Mother before her, must forge a Bond. With some minor variations, she does it as they did.
As Alice rubbed Salve into his fanny, I noticed Richard’s confusion. He’d never been across a female lap without seeing feet in heel sandals. I knew the girl didn’t have any. She’d have worn them if she did.
Such a pity. Alice was a lovely girl. With some foot care and nice heel sandals, naked men would come crawling to her, hard pricks dripping. I decided to do something about it.
Shopping With Alice
She needed heel sandals, stirrup hose, and garters. Dresses, skirts and blouses, white cotton panties. Richard went shopping with us, trying to smile as his dainty pinafore kept flapping up in the breeze.
“Why thong panties? I don’t need them”.
“That’s right, you don’t. But your boys and men do. See Richard, mouth full of my used panties? He needs them. He’s being imprinted with all the tastes and scents my panties absorb after a full day. Plus, his mouth is full, so he can’t talk, whine, or scream.”
Melbourne has excellent stores and boutiques for Domina attire and heels. Alice’s wonder at seeing herself in heel sandals, warmed my heart. We bought four pair. And everything else she needed, including sets of college girl uniforms.
Alice Gets Alluring
She came by next day in white silk blouse, black pleated skirt, black strappy heels, and white thong panties. The big attractive girl with a good body had become a stunning Domina.
Richard leered up her skirt while sucking her toes. Alice said he was “cheeky”, the perfect word to use for a man looking at a female bottom.
“You look sexy in those heel sandals.”
“I guess. My dad and brother rendered O like demons, got boners when I walked near them. Is that normal?”
“Perfectly. To be encouraged. You insist they look at your feet during spankings, I assume.”
“Nah. It’s daft. I don’t care where they look. I ignore most Domina stuff in school.”
“When you escort them in public?” “Some girls do. I don’t.”
I sighed. The poor girl’s Mother ran off when she was little. No female guidance.
“Honey, do me a favor and try. Please.”
“OK. I brought the Switches and Nettles you ordered.”
“Richard! Come! Alice, he’ll need enemas and cold milkings for at least a week. I’ll help improve your prostate massage.”
I pulled Richard’s shorts down. He’d peed in them. Poor baby, he never expected S&N. Mother and Adele only used it when he was a very Naughty boy. Well, I’m different.
“Alice, please give him two cleansing enemas. We’ll go outside for Discipline today.”
After two months at the cottage, I was satisfied we’d bonded. And if there might be some gap, a few years of married life will close it.
We Visit The Queen
We still had two months of honeymoon left. I was getting bored. I called the Queen of Australia. After all, she arranged and paid for my honeymoon, and sent me a hefty check. Maybe I should drop in for a courtesy visit.
“Ah, Sandra. Wonderful to speak with you. Oh, bother, it’s nothing compared to what you did for me. I’d love to see you both. Bath girl? Bring her along. If you like her, I do too. My car will meet you at the airport.”
It took some effort to convince Alice to come along. Royalty intimidated her. She finally relented when I said to bring her brother Alvin.
I got off the plane looking for an average car. It turned out to be a limo with flags on the hood. The driver and a security agent stopped Richard and Alvin. “Males must be naked. We’ll undress them.”
Both women were broad-shouldered towering blonde Amazons. They wore sexy business suits and heel sandals. They worked slowly and deliberately, even probing rectums. I wasn’t surprised Richard and Alvin had dripping erections when they were placed on our laps.
Alice and I bought new wardrobes in Melbourne. Today, we were in quietly elegant dresses and heels. Sexy as we dared. Stirrup hose and garters. Fit for tea with the Queen.
Noble Aussie Horsewomen
We rode through verdant countryside. Horse country. Girls and women on sleek steeds, tight jodhpurs and riding boots, whipping crops. We lowered the windows to take in more of the inspiring scene.
Females on fast galloping horses, hair flowing in the wind. Others at a trot, canter, and walk. Many had male riders with them. Richard and Alvin panted and stiffened when they got a good look.
With minor variations, men ride horses like that in every country in the world. Prone and naked, tummies over a wide padded bolster behind the pommel, bare fannies under female noses, arms and legs strapped tight to saddles.
“I’d like to ride like that with Alice. Can I? Can I, ma’am?”
She slapped the boy’s upstanding cock, evoking a squeal.
“You certainly can’t. Who do you think I am, a noble girl? What put that idea into your soft head?”
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