Date: 5/20/2019, Categories: BDSM Author: byjustincbenedict, Source: Literotica
... rubbing his arm and kind of leaning with her tits almost falling out of the sundress. "The reason all this is happening, Vince, is that Splint was a bad boy, and as punishment, I am exposing him as the pussy-wimp he as to his best buddy." "Uh huh" Vince wasn't sure where all this was going. He was getting a little aroused against his will. It had been a while since he'd had some tail. Though he kind of owed Splint. Splint had screwed Vince's last girlfriend, causing her to break up with him. Vince had gotten over it, but it was kind of funny that this weird shit was going down. Should he let Sparky blow him? Sparky was cute but not Vince's usual type. She was a bit of a heifer. But... "Splint sneaked off and shot pool and lost a bit of money. I told him he wouldn't be allowed to touch me at all--" Here, Sparky rubbed her cleavage with her long nails-- "Until he humiliated himself in front of one of his friends. He said you could keep a secret, but Clyde knows about this. I imagine Clyde's quite a gossip." Vince nodded shakily. "You sure Splint likes you treating him this way?" "Splint needs a lot of training. He's weak willed and given to bad habits. I've gotten him to cut down on his drinking, and quit smoking and drugging." She paused. "And I also had problems with Splint because he was a premature ejaculator but I was able to desensitize his penis with a cane and this electric taser." "An electric taser?" "Yes, the Chinese use it to torture people. I ordered it out of the back of "Soldier of Fortune" magazine. Splint subscribes to that." she added, unnecessarily. "Please don't tell him all this, Sparky" Splint's voice sounded strained over there in the corner. Without interrupting her conversational patter, Sparky got up and took what appeared two be a two-by-four with a whittled handle from the floor and whacked Splint a number of times across the ass, and Splint screamed. "Splint needs (WHACK!) to learn who (WHACK!) is in charge and (THWACK!) he's often (WHAP!) difficult, but we (TWACK!) have to hope (WHACK!) there will be improvement, (WHACK!) won't we?" Finally, Sparky threw down the obscenely big paddle and came back to sit next to Vince. "See, nice boys don't lose their paychecks in billiard games. They don't get in hock to the Italians, which happened last year as you know, and they don't go out and get drunk." Vince's head was spinning. "If the problem is, you have to act like this to be the big strong macho man, then you need to be exposed as the wimpy little bitches that they are." Vince was speechless. "The other night I ran into Judah, Splint's little brother, who he used to bully, mercilessly. So I made Splint dress in a pink nightie and high heels and I had Judah whip Splint with his belt, and then Splint blew him." She laughed. Vince was somewhat understanding. He'd not liked the way Splint had treated Judah and the other younger siblings. "Now Splint can never call Judah a fag again, can he? After Splint got Judah's dick hard ...