Paddled In Panties

PADDLED IN PANTIES Walter Petty had lost his latest visitation ruling the previous week when he got his ex-wife's message on the answering machine. 'What a nerve,' he thought, getting ready for work in his little studio apartment. He was forced to sell the expensive house he had paid for, given most of the proceeds to his luscious cheating wife Patty, and now he was stuck with child support and alimony and his wife was known to be pimped out by her lover, Tyrone, and probably making more than he was. Checking his tie in the mirror, he frowned at the memories along with the image of a small thin definitely wimpy male, thinking of the voluptuous redhead wife who had started swinging with him, and then gone black only like so many gorgeous restless wives out there. So many, he thought, that the female judge ruling against his motions in family court was probably one of them. Not that he had much standing since both his son and daughter were now just legal, although still financial dependents, but the radical ways that Tyrone was insisting on raising his kids was very disturbing, although he had to admit, somewhat erotic. Much like when his wife began swinging separately with black men. The worst part was listening to his kids talk about it and see the way they were changing so much. He knew his boy Timmy was turning queer, and when he noticed it at first tried to intervene. Timmy was unfortunately like him, small and thin and kind of femme, while his twin Tracy was so much like her gorgeous mother. His two beautiful blonde kids in a household not only now headed by 6?8" jet black muscular ex con Tyrone, but with his two big stud sons, who seemed to act just like him although both were still in the same high school as his own kids. And now they're' all pushing this Obeah black rule philosophy down their throats, along with copious amounts of black sperm he had no doubt. And now his visitation rights were being changed because of this Obeah stuff. Normally he took Tracy and Timmy to the mall or the ball field but they were griping they were getting too old for that. Plus they couldn't be gone on Friday night from 6-9 because of Obeah tradition, whatever that is. Even his wife said she had to be there then, but she always did whatever Tyrone told her anyway. "Tracy!" he asked, seeing just her standing in front of the brownstone apartment building. "Where's Timmy?" "Oh, he's, (smile) busy! Can't make it!" He didn't like it, but as she slipped in the passenger seat, he had to bite his tongue at her slutty appearance. Big breasts and deep cleavage, skirt barely touching her bare thighs. "Hi, Walter!" she leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek. 'No daddy?" he tried to force a smile, because that was another thing. Last week she referred to Tyrone as daddy. "Oh come on, 'daddy'. You'll always be my father, but Tyrone is now my daddy! That's just reality now" "(sigh) All right, where do you want to go?" "Mom wants me to pick up some stuff at the mall!" "I thought you didn't like the mall any more." "Well, we have to be back at 6 anyway, and I'm going on a date later even though, well, I'll probably have trouble sitting down after the spanking, but..." "What?" "Oh! (laugh) Daddy is so rigid (smile) in his Obeah stuff, Walter. Friday night we always have a family discussion and discipline thing. "I can't believe it" "Why not? Oh, park over by Schwabb's, I have to go in their lingerie department" He saw the crowded lot and cruised up lanes looking for a space as it began to lightly sprinkle, not quite making him turn on the wipers. "Oh, gosh, I didn't wear a jacket" "You practically didn't wear anything" "Let's not start, okay?" "All right, now what about this spanking thing? I never ever spanked you, even though you deserved it" She chuckled at that, "I think you'd end up getting the spanking if you ever tried, Walter! From me and mom!" He blushed, because he knew that probably either one could physically dominate him. "But that's okay, Walter, we love you just the way you are! And Timmy too, he's getting it tonight, even mom. In fact you should be there too, that would be so cute. Laying bare butt over Tyrone's lap! It's not uncommon in Obeah you know, the whole white family is disciplined once a week" There was so much in what she casually said he was distracted and drove right past an open spot, and had to turn and go through again. "Wait a minute, even Patty, you mom?" 'Of course, you missed another spot! Under Obeah, all whites are subject to regular discipline for our own good! We don't mind it much" "And your' um, stepbrothers, um, what's their names?" "Gosh, Walter, you really should know. Jerome and Kaleem! They get punished too, like loss of privileges. Daddy took the car keys from Jerome for a while and then he took it out on me that night" Thinking of the hulking muscular teenager with his luscious pale daughter made his cock try to rise in his pants. "Wait, I thought Tyrone did the punishments" "He does, you missed another spot! Gosh Walter try to pay attention! But in Obeah every white is punished by every black in some way during discipline night. That way it settles any bad feelings. Tyrone daddy assigns the punishments and who does what to who somewhat! I think mom's been good this week, but Timmy and I are both in for it for sure tonight" "You've been bad?" he asked, wanting to hear more despite himself. "Daddy doesn't like my latest boyfriends, my grades aren't that good, little stuff" Finally he parked the car, and they dashed inside. Between finding the lingerie department and being overwhelmed at all the mannequins in undies and bras, Walter was almost distracted enough to forget what she had been saying. "What do you think of these?" she said, holding up a pair of white bikini panties. "You mean Tyrone spanks Patty?" "Are we still on that, Walter? OF course he does. He did when she was going out with him. He's her master, Walter, I heard them while you were working. I watched them make love many times too, Walter, and it was so exciting! A white woman and a big black man! I just loved watching them! (chuckle) Timmy did too, but he didn't admit it for a while. Now, the panties?" "Um, fine, um, aren't they a little, well, odd in the crotch? And I thought you never wore white panties?" She laughed, "didn't you notice the section we're in, Walter?" He looked around, uncomprehending, and saw an effeminate young man picking up a pink lace undergarment. Looking up at the sign on the kiosk, it said HESHE lingerie "It's for, (gasp) transvestites?" 'Sissies, we call them. It isn't a rule, yet, but in Obeah Tyrone and mom has decided that white males should wear panties, and other stuff" "Well, that's plain silly, but who..." 'Well," she smiled, teasing with her pink tongue along her lips, "Why don't you try them on, Walter? See the stretchy stuff in the crotch is for things we girls don't have. I think you'd look lovely in them" "Please, stop it, Tracy" "No, you have to model them for me, I want to make sure we have the right size because mom wants me to buy several pairs" "Model them, for who?" "Gosh Walter, are you just dense? For Timmy of course, my stupid slutty brother" "I, I don't believe this!" "Mom said you promised to cooperate, Walter" "Y-yes, b-but..." "And we need new panties for Timmy's session tonight, me too, actually. Let's just take this pair, and this other one, in a different size and style. You know how much you and Timmy resemble each other so we shouldn't to lose money on the wrong stuff. Discount lingerie can't be returned you know, Walter! And in a way your'e paying for it all with the alimony and child support so I would think you'd be interested in getting good value" "Well, um, y-yes, b-but..." "All right then, now, take these and let's stop by for mine and mom's" While following her shapely bottom around the store, listening to her idle conversation, he kept steering it back to this whole new world of panties and discipline Griping about doing this, he mentioned it! "And what was so important that Timmy couldn't model his own, um, panties?" 'Oh, Jerome needed some maid service (chuckle) and if it was Kaleem who wanted that I'd be staying home and Timmy would be here instead, because he prefers me over my sissy brother! Jerome likes Timmy but I think Timmy's in love with Jerome, and I know daddy doesn't like that too much Probably why he's getting it tonight" His son was gay, and a bottom to a big black teenager "I can't believe this, my whole family..." "Not quite," Tracy teased, now taking his wrist firmly with her own large selection and marched him to the changing rooms. 'You have a lot of stuff here" 'I tried to hit the discount aisle first, Walter, don't be so penny pinching" 'W-where's the mens changing rooms?" 'Its a lingerie department, Walter, for crying out loud. Come in here now" Intimidated by her tone, he realized as she picked out the largest changing room that she intended to share it with him. She was unbuttoning the back of her top when he motioned to find another room. 'No, stay here, besides I have to check anyway to see if it fits you all right" "But, honey, this isn't right... it's well,..." "Don't be silly, and please strip completely, we don't have all night!" As she said this she peeled off her top, and he gaped at her fullsome swaying breasts with reddish pink nipples. She picked up a pair of the white bikini panties and held it to him, "Here, put them on" He was about to protest when he heard a sharp slap and a sob from another changing room "Hear that, Walter, another young man is being difficult and is being sorry now. You're not going to be difficult are you?" Standing there with her naked, big, swaying breasts, in heels several inches taller than he was with her fists resting on her hips, he was intimidated and knew it! He absently began fumbling with the buttons on his shirt. "Good boy!" she smiled, and began disrobing herself, "Although I do have to give you a few swats to see if the panties will tear like the last kind we bought. I wish mom were here and we could have a little party like we did with Timmy to straighten him out! We always thought we should have done that at first when she went black and you'd still be living with us" "Swats!" he exclaimed, undoing his shoes and turning his back to slip down his pants, and then, sighing, his underwear. 'Just a few, Walter, mom said to make sure! Timmy just loves it now even though he's such a baby about it. Don't worry, I just use my plastic ruler and its quite light" Slipping on the panties, he felt the strange satiny fabric encasing his balls and semi flaccid penis. For some reason it made him begin to erect, and he groaned trying not to. "Come on, Walter, turn around and let me see" "B--but,..." "Don't be difficult now!" He heard another whack and slap and more muffled sobbing from the next room. Turning, he saw Tracy was nude except for her panties and heels. He gaped in shock, and erected. She smiled, parading herself, and he almost didn't notice the plastic 18 inch ruler in her hand. 'I see you like them, naughty boy! And I like those too on you, turn around now, good," as he blushed red. She ran her soft hand over his satin covered butt cheeks and he shivered. "Pl-please don't..." "Very sheer, let's see how tough they are! Bend over a little, Walter!" The slap and sobbing and occasional begging from next door made Tracy giggle as he did so, and braced himself, and heard the whistle of the ruler, and a burning crack as he gasped and stifled a cry. 'Oowwwwww!" 'Um, It looks like another one would cause a tear. Take them off an put on the other pair now!" Naked in front of her, she tapped her foot impatiently, half smiling with her ruler in her hand, anxious to test him again "This is so much like when we did Timmy the first time! We had so much fun and he learned so much too! Now I do him occasionally just by myself" Turning once again, he groaned at the hardon stretching out the sheer fabric. "Mmmmm, you should have all that hair removed, like we did with Timmy, for next time, Walter. But it does seem to stretch at the crotch, giggle. Iv'e seen so many big black cocks that I forget what a white boy erection is. Is that as big as it gets, Walter?" "Please, honey, d-don't..." "All right, don't be embarrassed, silly. Now bend over again" Moaning, he turned and rested his hands on the bench, tightening his buttocks. "Wow, this is more of a thong, I'm going to have to hit harder to get to the fabric along your butt crack" "N-no, b-but..." WHACK! MffffffF WHACK! mmmmmffff (sob) "Don't be too loud, Walter, if we didn't have to test these purchases we should do this at home so you could make as much noise as you like" "I-I'm t-trying..." WHACK! Mfmffff, (sob) Admiring her handiwork. "Okay, these panties are better. Excellent!" Relieved he wasn't going to test any more panties, he turned to slip them off and reached for his underwear when she stopped him. "What are you doing, your'e not through" "B-but, I thought you said...!" not turning because he was nude and hard "We have to select my and mom's panties next, but we're the same size so it won't take long" He looked forward to seeing that, he realized with shame, and half turned to see. She paused, biting her full lip and looking down at her damp crotch on her used panties she had worn all day as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband. "Oh my, I should have changed them and cleaned up" 'Oh, well," he said, a little disappointed he had to admit, "but you'll have to do it another time" "No, darn, we need to do it now. Its very simple, Walter, I know that mom fed you Tyrone's creampies all the time when we lived at home" "Tracy!" he gasped "Come on, Walter, Timmy and I giggled in our bedroom listening to you, so we know you love to do cleanup duty" 'B-but y-you?re, I-I'm well, y-your..." 'And you were a good sissy for mom, why can't you be a good sissy for me? You don't like me as much?" "N-no, its not that, but..." "You have to do it," she said pushing him down with his knees weakly trembling, as he looked at her damp crotch, with her blonde hair sticking out from the panties, the unmistakable scent and look of Negro sperm beginning to leak out "We had a little party in Mbuto's van after school in the parking lot. Kind of a tuneup for tonight's party at home, which I'll probably get punished for, and I should have douched or used Timmy but Mom insisted I go shopping! If she were here you'd be lapping like a puppy and you know it" "Pl-please honey, I-I..." "Mom said you loved lapping up after a real man, but don't worry, I don't want you to make me cum. Can't touch my clit! I have to save that for tonight when three big black cocks are waiting for me at home" He groaned, as she pushed him back against the bench and half squatted over his face, and soon he was sucking the damp fabric, as she giggled, and then moved back and slipped down the panties, and this time turned around, displaying her round beautiful buttocks. "Spread my cheeks, Walter, I have a present in there for you. Mom said you couldn't kiss a girl's ass enough after she was pumped full of Negro sperm" Putting his palms on her cheeks, he spread them, and groaned, seeing her puffy red anus with white cream beginning to run out. "Ooooh!" he moaned. She giggled again. "Probably looks like Timmy's right about now! Now that would be a sight to see, you cleaning up after him too" Moaning, he ran his tongue up her damp crack. "I want to be really clean, too, Walter, dig deep. I'm pleasing real men tonight, big black men, so I must be perfect you know" "Y-yes, (sob) suck, kiss, lick, mmmmm!" she sighed as his tongue slipped into her anus, gobbling up all the cum she had recently received. It took a long time of butt worship but finally she turned, covered his gaping mouth with her cunt, and sighed, trying to push the copious multiple Negro sperm shots out onto and into his worshiping mouth. As he softly gulped, her thighs pressed against his ears, his world into orally serving her, his taste buds overwhelmed by the mixture of feminine cunt cream and multiple Negro teenage cumshots, he knew she wanted to cum like his wife would, the last cum of the evening she would say, but she wouldn't let him touch her hard clit. Finally, a little face flushed herself, she made herself move away. "Okay, wow, that was nice! What a good little lapdog you are, Walter, mom was right! You're just a sissy after all" Licking his lips, still kneeling and half dazed and looking up at her, he watched her try on several panties, rock hard and dripping, until she finally settled on some. Then, telling him to remain there on his knees naked, she took out another pair, pink ones. "Since youv'e been such a good boy, Walter, you may put these on. Mom and I always want you in panties now, whenever we see you" "B-but, n-no, I-I couldn't!" "And I really don't want to hear any more silliness. So let's use your mouth for something better, like laundry" she giggled, as she picked up the soaked panties she had been wearing, balled them up, and making him open his mouth, put them in. "Suck them clean, sissyboy! Oh, and before we go, I want to see how good those new panties are. Jack off in them for me like a good boy!" "Mmfmfff!" he protested She smiled, and deliberately slapped him hard across the cheek! Sobbing and muffled, tears formed in his eyes immediately "Now mom rewarded you with a cute little jackoff after cleaning up, Walter! Is this your gratitude to me, being stubborn? Now, do you want another slap?" She watched him shake his head from side to side, and smiled, and moved back to look down on him smugly. He moved his hand to his crotch, and she stopped him. "No, silly, from outside your panties, I want to see if they leak!" "Mmmmffff!" he moaned, grasping his pink satin-covered hardon, and blushed even more as he began pumping "See I thought it could get bigger, now do it faster, let see you shoot and fill those panties like a good sissyboy!" She giggled and snickered as he gazed at her heaving breasts and crotch as he pumped harder, and soon he groaned shuddered, and a bulge appeared in the panties, damp spots appearing all over. It stretched out the panties so it began leaking out the sides and around his bloated balls "Oh, my, what a mess!" She laughed. After it was over, he wanted to take out the panty gag but she stopped him. "No, its not necessary, Walter, I know how to use your credit card so I can do the talking. And no taking the panties off either. IT's good for sissies to wear used panties you cream in. Timmy's learned a lot from that" Moaning and red faced, he dressed as she also did, and helped her button up, feeling the warm sperm run down his thighs from his panties. "Yes," she smiled, seeing the damp spots appearing on his pants, "you should jack off in a prophylactic with a butt plug in like we make Timmy do. Next time we'll do better when we have more time, but let's go, I have a party to go to tonight!" 11451 1.89/512345