This choice: Your Aunt Olivia wants to have you serve her first. • Go Back...Chapter #5Rebellion against your Aunt by: Froakie   The two women laughed and laughed, you still feeling down. Suddenly something inside you started to rise up. You felt yourself getting angrier and angrier.
"N-no!!" You screamed, the laughter stopping immediately. "Y-you can't do this!! I-I'm a person. . I. . I-I'm a person. . n-not a slave."
"You little piece of sh-" Andrea said her gigantic hand reaching out to smash you down against the table. You screamed as it came right at you and fast!
"Now, now." Olivia said, interrupting the incoming assault by gently placing her hand on Andrea's extended arm, "I think maybe he just doesn't know his place yet."
"Let me have him, mom. I'll put him in my socks and go for a run!!" She said with a wicked grin.
"Dear, if you do that, you'll totally use him up immediately. Then your sister and I won't even get a turn with him. How about this. . let me have him first, see if I can deal with this attitude problem of his. And. . if I can't. . . I think the two of you going on a run sounds like a great idea!!"
You shivered. . she was serious. She would totally end your life just because you refused to obey them. You started to realize that this was for real. This was just. . a nightmare.
Andrea looked at you, anger still in her eyes. She lifted her hand again and then grunted. . putting it back down and walking a bit away.
"Fine, but you still have a punishment coming from me, Kyle!! I haven't forgotten this." she said as she stormed out of the room.
Olivia rolled her eyes and sighed as she gently caressed your naked back. The sudden touch and the sight of your aunt's enormous chest moving closer to you sprung up your member back into action. You tried to stifle it, but it was all too much.
"See, isn't that much nicer than all of that shouting and fighting? I have so much work to do and now I have to deal with the both of you doing this stuff. No, this won't do. . not at all."
"A-aunt. . O-olivia. . P-please. . " you said, terrified out of your mind. You felt her start to grasp onto you even harder. . you started to cough and hack.
"I-I'm. . s-sorry. . I-I'll be . . a s-slave. . " you begged as the tightening got worse and worse. You felt yourself struggle to breathe as you pushed against the fingers as your aunt just looked over some of her work, not even paying you any mind.
"S-stop!!"
Your aunt suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked back at you, releasing you from her vice like grip.
"Stop? You want me to stop? I thought you wanted to be big again? I thought you wanted to be 'person'." She slammed both of her arms on both sides of you and you fell down on your back, hand extended towards her. . afraid of what she might do. Her large breasts hovered above you and she looked down at you with the look of a deranged maniac.
"What do you want then, Kyle? You want to be normal or do you want to be our slave?"
"I-I. . "
"Eye? I'll rip your eyes right out if you don't make up your mind, Kyle!"
"S-slave!! I'm your slave!! P-please. . let me be your slave!!" you beg, starting to cry. She was breaking you and it was working.
Moving her hands back, she sat back comfortably again. With two of her giant fingers, she began to slowly caress the front of your body, making sure to intentionally touch your erect boner. You felt both arousal and total fear combined. It was all so much.
Olivia let out a sigh as she kept her finger massage going.
"You know I can't just let all of this go, Kyle. I'm a woman of principles. I have no choice but to punish you. This is just how it has to go. The question is. . what kind of punishment should you get?"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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