Punishment and Submission

The last sentence echoed in the professor's head. The rocking
Arianna rocked the train for almost an hour but the girl
unable to sleep. It is constantly moving to sit on
look a bit 'of relief. Fortunately, it was given to
put the tights to get home so that some eyes
indiscretion could not see the bruises on my legs too, but
sit torture was still a small enough
keep her awake. The nylon stockings help to shield her
perfect, but "try", tanned legs, irritated further
flushed skin, and had the feeling that some small wound
began to stick to the fabric.
Autumn was coming and would start the final year of high school
Arianna, but the summer and had unquestionably
irreversibly changed. Now "services", as he called them
Christian, had become almost a habit and a little weekly
Once the parents had stopped to ask too many questions. In
especially her father had stopped. Arianna did not know what
Christian had told him or what he did understand, perceive,
but by that summer looks and silences of the father were
become unusual and disturbing. Arianna noted with interest and
The detachment with which he would follow to school some experiment
family psychology, as the father of that summer had begun to
look at his two children with different eyes.
With Christian was pronounced in a tone of camaraderie frankly
unbearable. Big pats on the back and full of grace
all. Christian was rejected at school, as expected of
the rest, but was still able to enjoy a week in Spain
friends, and Arianna had received top marks remain
home all summer under the control of the two males crossed
home merely a housewife sunbathing in the garden when
in those hours of peace when Dad or Christian does not saddled
some task.
With her father had changed significantly attitude stiffened
further discipline had now joined the usual behavior
a gruff, aloof disdain. Do not miss any occasion to
humiliate and treat it like a scoundrel.
"Perhaps they are simply because" it was called the resignation
girl. Obviously his mother did not notice anything. Neither of
orders that the two dry men of the house constantly imparted
the girl, nor the silence and downcast eyes of his daughter.
Responses humble and submissive, the constant "yes immediately," the
infinite "sorry Christian." She did not realize the frequent and long
Christian visits the sister's room, why would
noticed the looks "deep" her husband about their daughter. Not
could and did not want to know the lost virginity of the daughter, nor
gynecological visits, neither of contraceptives, nor the new
strange garments of her daughter. She had not realized all
these innovations, the changes that his beloved Christian had
"Contributed" to Ariadne during the summer.
He did not see these things, did not want to see them, she was distracted from
Hollywood Rum & Cola Fernet Branca and homemade. Slid
frequency credit cards in the shops of the center to keep
committed and not having to ask too many questions about the strange family
who was unfailingly every night at home for dinner.
One afternoon, by chance, had gone into his daughter's room
his absence to throw a few strange look in her
private territory in which the daughter he never left to enter
no.
Fortunately, two strong cups of good red wine before
visit, and three later, made the surprise more bearable and, if
possible, some 'less disturbing, but mostly not allowed
asking too many questions, and swallow a Tavor think of anything else mesmerized
Removed immediately in front of the TV the stockings of various
style, tights or those with certain unusual access roads, crushed in
drawer of the nightstand than its pale pink bedroom as a child.
Crumpled along with garter belt and panties very small and
clear why he had seen. Did not ask too many questions, even
probably because if it was not in perfect shape
would be able to shake his imagination enough, on that short
whisk in the bottom of the drawer black shirts. Then a box
yellow on the bottom of the cabinet, the size of a box
shoes, caught his attention, but fortunately for her it was closed
from a padlock-shaped tiny teddy bear. Happy not to
to discover what was mysterious in that box, the mother
could place it in the exact place in the living room and go stealth from its
consolation which often leads faithful friend visiting from that of
Montalcino.
Arianna opened the box rather than often in the evening, when he knew
not having to wait for visits by Christian. Shut up and locked the
door of his room and sitting on the bed, opened with his
tiny key which he always kept with him.
Her brother called her the box of wonders and Arianna
did, after all, share that little with Christian
secret. "In spite of everything" because in reality, the box of wonders
was born that summer as a frightening weapon of blackmail on
against. Christian will put some photos, which had negative
hidden somewhere that said a lot about the changes
Arianna summer. They were assured that Christian had
constructed in order to enjoy and to enjoy the services of the girl
long and virtually no limits. Aside from the fantasy. Together then,
Christian made her place in the box other small tools
that were part of the qualities of his beloved sister, a vibrator,
a mouthpiece in leather, some tweezers and two handcuffs. Arianna
these objects did not like at all and always remembered and
adolescienziali invariably long afternoons, and sometimes
also mature male experiments on his body. But the photos. Of
Arianna picture was somewhat inexplicably, almost proud.
Some Polaroids were almost all poor, but some,
taken and developed by a friend of a little brother 'elder
were almost artistic. Or so at least he saw Ariadne. The girl
often related to diving into the gory memories, but always
exciting. It was that strange excitement, now a
pleasant habit which mingled sense of "dirty", limits and
to break the rules, things to hide secrets. Was
that sense of irresponsibility that the child happy and caught
when it was put on all fours, when the humiliation
melted in immodestly moods, when the pain of
The punishment seemed the right atonement.
Was simply in a naked, standing, hands behind his back,
look slightly low. Almost a photo catalog of offerings.
While another was obscenely exposed, on all fours,
photographed from behind. The flash lit up livid red stripes along
round buttocks: the unmistakable traces of a belt.
The photo of shame, the most infamous sin, perversion more
temporary turbidity had a timer that crystallized
Arianna feet, torso bent over a table, her thighs open,
hand that crushed brutally by Christian face on the mahogany
noble family in the living room, the little white panties stretched down
above the knee, and Christian, smiling toward the goal that
pushes his cock inside the kidneys to his sister. So Christian
would seal the deflowering of Ariadne, after a long afternoon
amusement, exercise, exploration of the fingers and the
language on the lips, nipples, small hole on the back of
sister. After endless comfortable using the language of the girl
Christian throughout his body decided to "take" her sister.
Without advance notice of anything, tending rather to capture
the unrepeatable moment.
Arianna remembers that picture and those moments and can not
not look excited.
In another picture she is fully clothed from behind, but in
kneeling in front of a fat man who smiles Blessed lens.
The mechanic's blue overalls open in front, the zipper that opens
far as it goes, you can tell, the mouth of Ariadne. One of
"Servizietti" that Christian made her pay for adults
unknown outside the small group of kids around the strettosi
masochism of the girl, and carefully chosen so as not to
stir up a scandal. Services painful, because adults Arianna Take
he did not feel that sense of lightness and child did not feel
"Take care" of the small creatures that, as so obscene and
extravagant, had need of his care ... and in sbrigatività
the safety of those members of the larger, more wrinkled and fragrant,
she caught only a desire to abuse his body,
"Use it" as a piece of meat bought at the market.
But Christian, the master, he needed money for his scooter
again, its joints, even for a few hasty intercourse with
some Slavic picked up on the sidewalks in the suburbs ... was not
easy to train her to prostitute herself to strangers, as
selected and at home. The first few times he had to whip
blood sister, until the pain seemed to overflowing by his
body and turn it into an object, you could also use to give
a stranger. Those were the few times I had to tie
the sweet sister to a chair, his arms and legs wide apart and
chained to the radiator or the leg of the bed, her hair gathered in
braided and tied the hands held behind his back so
them whip their breasts without risking to damage the face.
There were times when even the masochism of Ariadne, his
unconditional devotion had been exceeded by the suffering
burning, and found herself yelling insults at brother,
curse him and beg him babbling incoherently and in a state of
raving a prelude to the final surrender, those words
would pay to sell themselves once more to the mechanical or
lawyer or accountant turn.
Yet as she found herself lying on all fours or wide legs, penetrated
the fuck out of turn, all the disgust and bitterness, all the horror
degradation in which she was sinking were not exempt from a
strange sense of pride ... to what? Arianna could not tell
accurately, but perhaps it was the bizarre relationship that the
tied to his brother, the way in which they had built
"Together" (as she liked to think), the cruelty with which children
subjected to the toughest tests for his whim ... of
Indeed, he thought, that none would ever have given him what he
was giving her.
The professor was the only client of the girl, forced to
attend a couple of times a month in exchange for some sheets
fifty thousand. It was an old sadist, full of magazines in the drawer and
pictures recorded in the memory of your hard drive that would
led to spend some time in the nation's prisons, if the police
I had learned. Christian had judged it to be
reliable enough to enable him to attend his sister
regularly, and bad enough to contribute creatively to the
his "education": the professor who beat and humiliated with
anger, unspeakable applied anywhere and complex tools,
dress up and photographed, put it to the test with ever new
expansion of its holes, astonished her teaching her to always exceed
new threshold of pain.


Arianna got off the train and headed for the bike. He tried just
to stand but contact with the seat was unbearable for her
inflamed behinds and decided to walk to take your bike
hand. It was a beautiful day in late September and the girl
took the opportunity to enjoy the gardens and the avenue that separated her from
home. He knew that once she got home, most likely
would find her brother waiting for her. He also knew how it would
Christian ended up with: became aroused a great deal more in
feel raw and detailed accounts of the afternoon spent with the
professor and beloved sister and the patient would be given the task
to calm him down. Almost always with the mouth.
A few hundred feet from home Arianna heard from his arrival
behind the noise of a car slowing down. He turned: it was Charles.
Her heart leapt in my throat from when he gave that famous hole
Saturday evening, which began the second life of Ariadne had not more
spoken to. The ostentatiously ignored. Ariannna tried
on some occasions to send him messages of apology
through a friend, but the ambassador returned to her reporting that
Charles replied with a shrug, saying he did not
care about. In the days after the girl did not have much time
to reflect on how to retrieve the Platonic Love
impossible, as it was taken in that intense training course
which had forced his brother throughout the summer.
Arianna felt perfectly redness and inflamed face
Charles approached the beautiful and tanned, smiling from his BMW
a cream convertible.
"Hello Arianna, how long ..."
"Hello Charles .... what a pleasure to see you."
Arianna smiled trying to take a peaceful attitude
safe while within her exploded embarrassment. He did not know what
think, how to behave, what to say. For the past three months was a girl
a double life: very good at school had started last year,
of the mature, gradually closing in all friendship
also to avoid any unpleasant crosses with his second life.
Christian had gradually subjugated and excluded from life
Social checking them every moment of his life, had
transformed, shaped. Arianna liked to think that her brother
had simply pulled out his dark side. It probably
was. He often posed questions about the true reasons for his
absolute subjection that if initially looked like a game, a
Infant blackmail, it was gradually transformed into something
deep, complex yet natural. And 'crazy to say
Arianna course but I really felt his brother and subject
lived his gradual transformation into a slave and a
whore like something that ultimately felt right and
natural. It was one thing to spend a weekend of incredible sex,
albeit perverse and incestuous. Another is to see their lives
turn, have the exact perception of a continuous and progressive
acceleration, like a steel ball on an inclined plane
to absolute and conscious perdition. See if the same change,
Becoming a woman in an absurd way, even learn to eighteen years a
mercenary use of their bodies, live each day looking
in order to overcome new obstacles, new breaking taboos. It
worrying less and less of the rumors, gossip.
In fact, remember the looks, expressions, cocks, the smells.
Browse fantasies, fixations of children and
men who crossed. Play every day to hide small
precious bruises from prying eyes. To invent alibis and excuses for
increasingly complicated rituals which forced his brother and
his friends. In front of excited to discover a vocabulary of greek
while her mind went back to the leather and the metal a few hours
the first were forced into complicated and obscene postures. Experience
subtle excitement of secrecy, the increasingly large distance
was separating his two lives.
Charles smiled gazing throughout the body and Arianna, almost
instinctively held out his hand in a gesture very formal: too much for
the occasion. The boy shook his hand vigorously: "you're missing
After that hole that you gave me long ago ..... you closed
convent? "
"No excuse .... is that ..... I would have been felt. And 'I thought
I was pissed at me. "
Ariadne tried to take a more informal tone, also using
a few words more freely, but her voice was trembling and had no
no idea what to say.
"I can offer you an ice cream so we made peace?"
Charles spoke to her approaching, the tone was more than friendly, almost
amused, curious, weird. Arianna did not know what the escape, not
could understand that kind of feeling as he felt it
approaching and touching her shoulder said, "by not doing the
precious ...."
The stare into his eyes, his face just inches from his.
Now Arianna began to focus: it was the attitude of
swagger that served to hide the embarrassment. Then a hand on
shoulder and a light pressure nearly invisible to
push it towards the machine. The girl did not have the time
wonder if this feeling was not only his paranoia
dictated by the guilty conscience that Charles threw out a line that
froze, "you seem to have a lot of little things to tell."
A huge bowl of ice was slowly melting before
Arianna while Carlo sipping a gin and tonic without fixing it
smiles. The tension was palpable and the girl seemed to ruin all
attempt to defuse. The words of Charles in the circled
concentric circles ever closer links between allusions and half-sentences
Arianna reality of yawning when she tried to escape:
evidently had leaked something, or at least knew Charles
suspected.
"I've heard strange things about you from our mutual friend"
"... And who would?" He stammered, just stirring the spoon in
multi-colored mess of ice cream.
"You know him well ... it's your brother."
Bonk! The spoon falls to the ground, not without rolling on the skirt
Arianna kneading it with a nice patch of ice cream.
"We've known for a while '... the other day and I came to find me
recounted the strange explanation that could be imagined of
I rip your tirasti and subsequent disappearance. "
"..."
Arianna wanted to get up and run away at least for the immediate relief
marked to her buttocks and tortured by contact with the hardness of the
wicker chair, at least to return home quickly and avoid
punishment or the father of Christian, at least for groped to escape
quell'insinuante from interrogation to hide at least
head in the sand again. Do not think that Christian has
found a new and studied them evil for evil, for
prove the submission. I've decided to take it into the
boy that she had continued to represent a range of
normalcy in the midst of blackmail, humiliation, torture
daily. I have decided that his mouth, her pussy and perhaps
his ass should also accommodate the man's member to whom she
contiuato had to think like a lifesaver. What has
also wanted to submit that part of her that had been
"Normal", which continued to devise its own body as a
valuable to donate to those who loved her.
And then, after some more vaguely to circumnavigate the object of his
desire, Charles was able to overcome its diplomatic and civilian
retention, "he told me ... but you know, in short, it is true ...... you ....
yes ..... that you are, you know ...... available? "
The plaintive voice of Ariadne left hand while torturing and, as
usual, he kept his eyes glued to the ground.
"Please Charles, bring back home to the bicycle."
The tone was not even nice, with a snap of the company Charles
calls and asks the waitress for the bill.
"So is it really true?"
He throws two bills on the table stands up and takes the forearm.
Arianna gets up quickly so as not to see too much of the patrons of the
ice the gesture with which Charles practically drags
output and a murmur: "I beg you let me go."
Arianna has got into the car shining eyes for tears and not
unable to say anything. Just a few minutes and a few isolated
located on the back of an abandoned building. Charles falls, turns
around the car and opens the door on the side of the girl
that goes without saying anything. The look of Charles has become hard,
Arianna remains motionless leaning on the side of the car, let
extensions to the light sweater. Then, without delay, the boy slips a
hand inside her blouse discovering her breasts. The breath of Arianna
Charles breath while ago, rather than having to transport than for true
kisses her neck down by a hand between her thighs. The slides
hand under the waistband of tights and get straight to the sex
Arianna did not even notice that the girl wearing the glue
directly to the skin without panties. And 'one of the fixations
professor.
For the girl is almost routine, a pleasant surprise for Charles.
Without paying compliments can turn your torso and place them on
hood of the car. With rage and breaking them free pantyhose
and crushed with one hand on the hood keeps your head to bend
better see the unusual spectacle: the two white and perfect buttocks
the girl is plagued by deep red streaks, some
slightly beaded with tiny spots of blood stale.
Arianna knows what is his duty: he has desired it still a Christian
Once on her knees, Christian wanted to bend the eyes and dignity
forcing her sister to the one offered by a bitch boy
from which pressing be loved and respected. Ariadne at that time
does not feel to bow to Charles, but to give themselves - and in a further
ultimate act of submission - the beloved little brother. He knows what to do, the
whip and the will of the Christian are training properly:
opens her thighs and put his hands behind his back. Charles stops
surprised to see the show and with one hand caressing that ass
battered.
Escapes him a "fucking ... but then it is really true."
A hand goes directly to the girl's wet sex. Arianna
Despite moves there is no strength that keeps her
crushed the bonnet, the turgid nipples are in contact with the
warmth of the metal hood of the car, while the training is
further open her legs and gives her a sense of degradation
a strange disturbance, as a principle of excitement. And 'question
of a moment, the sound of a zipper that opens and without unnecessary
delay the cock that makes its way inside her. At that moment,
with a flash when Charles pushes through with force
the bird in the womb, the wheezing stops in Ariadne
hard to say what he was trained to tell the males who
accommodate inside her, in front or behind, "thanks." And the humiliation
begins to dissolve the mood.
A word that Charles lost control completely. His hands
feverish run along the body of the girl to explore it,
forcing her to throw open her legs further, pushing them with a
palm of your hand back down and so immobilizzadola
completely. Arianna has the open mouth, the tongue between the check
pearly teeth. After a few minutes of nerve impulses and always
faster Carlo gasps a confused "I'm coming."
And on this occasion the answer is to that of Ariadne
comes from training, and a triphasic dall'anticoncezionale
absolute disregard of the child brother to the risk of
infections and diseases that could ruin his toy: "do
as well. "
Charles ejaculates inside the girl with a grunt of satisfaction
while Arianna is shaken by a silent but intense orgasm. Carlo
temples beaded with sweat, breathing a sigh of enjoying the view
that body at its disposal before detaching. Once extracted
the bird looks almost clouded by the madness of all that
has happened, Ariane gets up and turns around, his face is scratched by some
it dries tears with the backs of hands. She looks at her stockings
broken and rolled ankles and then fixing it looks Carlo
in the eye with the fury that store for vicious idols broken,
the bird tightly in his fist still hard to say: "Come here!"
Arianna Carlo approaches and takes a short front flap of the
blue pleated schoolgirl skirt and you clean the bird
estrremo as insult. "Your brother is right ... I have to thank him for
removed me from the balls of a bitch that I was falling in love.
I think that BMW gave away just to find the courage to
ask for a kiss ... and instead you're just a hole where anyone can
stick his dick! "
"Keep a bitch!" It slips in the pocket of her blouse some
notes for ten thousand. "Did you get yours, get in the car."
Arianna gets in his car, expected to rise even Charles. Holds the
looking down, watching the big pool of cum on the edge
the skirt. Think of the enormity that made his brother, the
at which evil has swept away the last shred of
his life as a girl 'normal'. Try to think of anything else, takes the
her purse and tries to wipe a tissue. It is free pantyhose
broken and, as Charles starts burning rubber, the stock exchange also takes a
pair of tiny panties and with some contortion can
wear them, between the sarcastic comments of the guy next to him: "you do, you prepare for the next love?"