Mom decrees more punishment for Amy

From Torg Adventure

"Maybe more corporal punishment will cure you of this spying business, Amy," your mother says.

"Corporal punishment?" Amy looks at your mother. "You mean... more spankings?" A strange look comes over Amy's face, and she glances at you for a fraction of a second before putting a carefully crafted look of fear on.

"They seemed effective earlier." Your mother takes a seat in a chair by Amy's bed. "So it can't hurt to try them again." She smiles then, although without rule humor in her eyes. "Well, it will hurt. That's the entire point. Maybe your brother tanning your ass again will teach you a lesson."

"But Keiko-" Amy starts in protest.

"She can wait while we deal with you, young lady." She looks at you. "She's certainly earned her fair share of spankings, if she wants to avoid going to jail."

The idea of spanking Amy again was already starting to get you hard, and the idea of maybe spanking Keiko later was further helping the process along. Based on what happened last time, you're guessing that spanking Amy probably isn't the best way to punish her, but your mother apparently hasn't realized that yet, and you're not going to tell her otherwise.

"Max, sit on the bed like you did before," your mother instructs. You obey, trying not to appear too eager. You're just wearing the cargo shorts you threw on for your nap. Thankfully, they're loose-fitting enough to conceal your growing erection.

Amy sighs and moves to lay over your lap.

"No, Amy, not with those jeans on," your mother reminds her. "Bare skin."

Amy looks down at her pants. "I'll pull them down."

Your mom shakes her head. "You'll take them off completely."

Amy's face turns a little red. "That will be too embarrassing," she says, her head down a little.

Your mother snorts. "You were wearing less with your brother this morning."

"It was just me and Max then," Amy protests.

"Until you screamed rape and brought everyone running," your mother reminds her. "Modesty is a privilege you've lost for the time being, young lady."

Amy looks like she wants to protest some more. You'd seen her naked before, and your mom had presumably seen her naked any number of times as well. Amy seemed to balk at the combination of the both of you seeing her without her jeans on at the same time, though. At her core, Amy was still a nerdy, shy girl. In part, that was why you didn't think she was going to go through with her threat of screaming 'rape' earlier. You were sure she wasn't going to want to let anyone know about you fucking her, let alone see it.

Amy seems to realize she doesn't have any other option. Eyes downcast, she unzips her jeans and starts pulling them down. Sitting on the edge of her computer desk, she pulls the jeans off completely and drapes them over her computer chair. She's wearing some purple panties and some rainbow striped knee-high socks. Still not looking at either you or your mom, she gets off the edge of the desk and turns away from both you and your mom, so that it her ass she exposes to you instead of her pussy when she pulls off her panties. The panties go on top of her jeans over her desk chair.

"The t-shirt too," your mom orders Amy.

"Why?" Amy's voice is a little surprised and indignant. She still faces away from you and your mom. "Max has already gotten bare skin for spanking me with."

"I told you modesty was a courtesy you no longer were allowed, Amy." Your mom's voice is firm. "Maybe a little embarrassment now will keep you from embarrassing everyone in the family like you did today."

You see Amy's shoulders slump at Sandy's words. Silently, she pulls up her shirt, and takes it off. She's not wearing a bra, and her breasts are big enough that you get a good amount of side-boob view from your vantage point behind her. Then, perhaps so that your mother doesn't have time to give her any different orders, she turns and quickly assumes the position over your lap. Your boner pokes her in the belly as she settles into position, and she glances up at you then, and manages a nervous wink at you, although it's less confident than the look she gave you after you spanked her earlier.

You put your hand over Amy's ass, and find out that you're not the only one who was getting excited by the coming spanking. The bottom part of your hand can feel the wetness and warmth from Amy's pussy. Your sister was apparently literally creaming her jeans once the talk of spankings came up again. Maybe that was why she was so nervous about remove her jeans completely? Her wetness probably would go over as well with your mom and your current boner would.

"I won't tell if you don't," Amy whispers to you, barely audibly. You're not really sure if you can trust Amy to remain discrete, given what transpired earlier. You don't really have a choice though.

"When you're ready, Max," your mother prods you. "Like I said at breakfast, you're the man of the house now, and it's up to you to keep your sisters in order." Then, like she did in her bedroom before Any fingered Keiko as the culprit, she grabs a nearby blanket and covers herself with it. Both your mom and Aunt Karen both occasionally caught chills while they were pregnant, so you don't think too much of it. Besides, you have more important matters at hand.

You raise your hand and bring it down with a resounding slap. You've skipped the weaker spankings you started with this morning. Amy cries out a little in pain and squirms against you, especially your cock. Her ass still probably isn't fully recovered from your handiwork this morning. You give her a little bit of time to recover, then spank her again, just as hard. Her entire naked body quivers as you spank her, especially her nice ass, but she just exhales deeply this time.

Your mother, Sandy, exhales as well. She must be over her chill now, as she's actually looking a little flushed, but she keeps the blanket over her. "Keep going Max, that's only two so far."

Your swat Amy's sweet ass another time. You can actually feel little drops of her wetness flying away from her pussy as you do so and hitting your bare arm and leg. You spank her a fourth time, and then a fifth, feeling her naked body writhing each time your hand makes contact with her naked ass.

"How many spankings this time, mom?" Amy says through gritted teeth as she feels your hand another time. She's definitely feeling the pain each time your hand slaps her ass, but on the other hand you think you can actually feel her pussy's wetness against one leg of your shorts now, so she's definitely getting some pleasure out of it too. You are as well, although you're not heading towards orgasm as fast as before, perhaps because of your prior sexual activity that day.

"We keep going until you're learned your lesson, Amy," your mother says. "Believe me, this is just as hard for me as it is for you." Indeed, your mom does seem to be literally sweating over her daughter's ordeal.

Amy winces as your hand makes contact again. "I doubt that, mom. You're not the one Max is spanking." This immediately causes the image of you spanking your pregnant mother to spring to your mind, making you even more excited.

"I'm not the naughty one, Amy," your mother chides her. "If I did something bad, that would be different, but you're the one who has been very bad recently." Still, you see your mother shudder a little, at what you presume is idea of the indignity of getting spanked by her own son.

You keep spanking Amy. You're lost count now. Hopefully your mom is still keeping track. You're too busy trying to keep from cumming before this is through. It would be a little too visible in your cargo shorts, and Amy wouldn't be able to cover it up with her clothing this time. You try hard to think of sports, dead puppies, and other unsexy things, with some success. It's very hard to counteract the feel of Amy's nubile body in your lap though, and the feel of her shapely ass under your hand, but you're getting by.

Amy isn't nearly as successful then. Just as you smack her ass, a loud, throaty moan escapes her mouth, and her entire body shakes to the extend that she starts to fall off of your lap with the violence of her body's reaction. You actually have to grab onto her thrashing body to keep her from falling to the floor, while at the same time trying not to cum yourself.

"Oh no," Amy moans, still in the midst of orgasm. You get the impression she had not intended to be so vocal or violent when she came, or that maybe she was trying not to cum at all, but lost control this time. You catch a glimpse of her face, and she looks both embarrassed and horrified at the same time. You look at your mother, and see shock and... well, you aren't sure what. You don't think you've quite seen that expression on her face before.

"Amy," your mother begins incredulously. "Did you just orgasm?"

"What?" Amy responds weakly, her voice quivering. It looks to you like she's still in the trailing edge of rapture. "No, of course not, mom..."

"Max," your mom says, her eyes not leaving Amy. "Is Amy wet between her legs?"

"Ummm..." You're at a loss for words, although the answer to your mother's question was a pretty emphatic 'Hell yes!' were you able to answer. You could feel the leg of your shorts drenched now from the fresh flow of liquid when Amy came. But you didn't want to rat out your sister.

"Put your hand between her legs, and then show it to me," your mother tells you. You can't really come up with a reason to disobey her, so you do as she commands. Amy squirms as your hand settles briefly over her pussy. Then you bring it away and hold it up for your mom to see. It glistens with Amy's juices.

Your mother shakes her head. "It appears this punishment wasn't as effective on you as I originally thought. You actually liked it."

"I didn't mean to come, mom," Amy protests. "It just happened! It was humiliating to be here naked and get spanked by Max, and have you watch the entire time." She sniffs a little. "Just like I didn't want to cum when... well, earlier. I only slept with him so that he would leave Keiko alone."

Damn it. Just like before, she was turning on you, trying to divert trouble from herself. You open your mouth to say something, but she keeps talking.

"And Max was all hard and everything even before he started spanking me," Amy protests. "I had his penis poking into me the entire time he was spanking me! And it still is!" She wriggles her away off of your lap then, leaving the site of your boner pressed against your cargo shorts in plain view. A spot of wetness marks where pre-cum has leaked out of your cock. Your mother stares at that for a few seconds, then back at Amy. Amy sniffs again, like she's going to cry. Once again, she's putting on quite a show, and you hope your mother doesn't fall for it this time.

If your mother does fall for Amy's act this time, you could be in for a spot of trouble. If not, Amy could be in even more trouble than before. Or maybe Amy has succeeded in getting the both of you equally in trouble. It seems likely that there is going to be some fallout from this, and if there is any alternative to these other options, they don't come to your mind immediately.

What next?

Your Mom isn't buying Amy's story

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