Saturday, August 1, 2015

*waCM* Scenes I've written Omega Six a visit to Aunt Kay

Ω 6
Roleplay: his first visit to her aunt; the family Matriarch

Riding in the car, with him driving.  “So I’ve met your mother and the other sister.  Tell me more about this sister.”

“The oldest of the three, by some years.   Taught and trained by Grandmother, on how to be the Matriarch, the boss, of the family.  From before my grandmother,  to my grandmother and on down in generations, the women have been the heads of household.   Aunt Kay takes it very seriously and she does not leave the house much at all, just no reason for her to.  So, visits entail… coming to see her.”

“Which is what we are doing. So what’s the big deal?” 
“Well… I … don’t want to say anything that may cause you to pre-judge. Just wait, and see, and keep your mind open.”
“Okay.”

They arrive, park, walk up the sidewalk, and knock on the door.

She answers the door.  They enter the square foyer. 

“So glad to see you,” says Merry, hugging Aunt Kay tight.

“And you,” says Aunt Kay, and after they break, she says to him, coldly, “You must be Shilo.”   She steps back, says to Merry, “You know what to do,” and she steps out of the foyer.

“Um….” He starts to say.
“Get undressed,” says Merry, softly.
“???”
“All males must be naked before entering Her house.  So….”
Quite surprised, he hesitates, then begins undressing, to nude, leaving his clothes in a basket nestled against one wall.

She reaches into her purse, and pulls out a chastity device.
“What?” he says.  “We’ve only been playing around with those.”
“Also a requirement for males.”
“Uh…” he mutters, then, with her help, gets the ring around his penis and scrotum, the cage onto his penis, and she clicks a lock.

“Anything else?” he sarcastically mutters.
“Yep,” she says, reaching into a nearby table drawer and pulling out wipes.  “Bend over, facing away from me, hands on knees.”
“Wha….”  he protests, while doing so.
She begins vigorously wiping the crack between his cheeks, until each wipe remains white with each swipe.
“That’ll do it.”
“That’s it?” He says, standing up. “You SURE there’s nothing else?”

She puts one finger to her lips.  “You do NOT want to be seen or heard raising your voice to me. “
“What the fuck are you talking about?” he says, loudly.

She appears at the entryway.  “Merry…you do NOT allow this man to talk to you like that, do you?”
“No, I certainly do not, Aunt Kay.”
“I’m thinking … a session on the spanking bench… to start with.”
“Yes, perfect.  Come along, Shilo.”
“Huh…what?” he says, following them down the hall to a room which might have been a dining room, except the floor space was occupied by a spanking bench.
They stop; Merry says, “Kneel on that.”

“Uh…what…. for…?”
“For raising your voice. For using foul language.  For talking back. For arguing. The list just keeps getting longer.”

He kneels on the bench.  Velcro straps secure his wrists and his ankles, then one long strap secures his waist to the bench.
“I expect you to make this a long and painful session.”

“Oh, I plan to, Aunt Kay, I plan to.”

Fill in the blanks for the long and painful session.
Which ends with corner time for him, and conversation for Aunt Kay and Merry.




"Take off your pants and underwear, and come with me."
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