Chapter 3. The Punishment of the Younger Sister

It was obvious that the normally stoic groom had a lusty eye towards Ann, the plump younger sister. That he was invariably courteous in maintaining the proper decorum towards both the aristocratic beauties did nothing to hide the fact that the groom was nothing less than gleeful in getting a chance to inflict some corporeal punishment on the lady that had erred out of undue excitement.

Josef, without speaking a word (he never spoke unless spoken to directly) slid behind the thrusting Lady Ann and cupped both her magnificent mammaries from behind. This he went on promptly to knead into unbelievable contortions with his lobster like hands. Iselin winced at the ferocity of the treatment meted out to the worthy bubbies. Sure she had had her titties squeezed, slapped and even pinched at times. But Josef was kneading, yes kneading was the term, the huge par without mercy. Each mauling was accompanied by a squeak from Lady Ann who seemed rather not to mind the milking too disagreeable. In fact, Iselin observed, she seemed to thrust out her paunch to let the groom have better hold of her titties.

After milking her mamms for a couple of minutes, Josef moved to the lady's side, first to the right. And without much ado started applying a series of tremendous slaps to the right globe. Not playful titty slaps but full-blooded hits to the side of the right globe that reverberated crazily to the ferocity of his hits. He would stand well aside to her right, cock his arm al the way back and bring it forth with the maximum possible force smack on the side of her right tit. Josef was a big man and he put his torso and hip into the swing. The lady, or rather her tit, felt it absolutely. Josef moved to the left and meted out the same terrible treatment to the left globe. By the time he was done, the good Lady Ann felt that her considerably large mammaries were swollen to twice their normal size. More was to come.

The groom extracted an instrument, meant specifically for titty punishment, called simply as "the strap". It consisted of a short wooden handle to which nothing more than a foot of cured leather was attached. The strap was thick, strong and extremely menacing.

Josef stood to the left of the younger sister and with his left hand deftly cupped Lady Ann's left mammary from underneath. This he lifted slightly upwards for exposing the titty flesh properly. His right hand, of course, held the strap which was raised high above his head. Josef turned to the Vicar and the cleric nodded imperceptibly so that the terrible punishment could commence. Earlier, the Vicar had instructed the groom to gag the good lady Ann as the severity of the punishment warranted this measure and Josef had complied with thrusting a red leather ball gag between the aristocratic lips. Lady Ann only seemed too glad to oblige.

Iselin, asked to stand close by and hold the Lady Ann by her ample paunch to steady her while Josef slapped away, was almost close to bursting. Just a couple of flicks with her fingernails on her angrily protruding clitty would have pushed her over the brink. But not yet, not yet. She gritted her teeth and held the slowly swaying Lady Ann in a steady grip.

Josef, the relentless groom, brought down the strap with all his might down on the meaty globe with a resounding splaaaat. It took half a second for the good lady's brain to register what had happened to her bruised tit. Iselin distinctly felt Lady Ann's anguished body jumping like a speared trout and heard her fart and piss simultaneously in the most unladylike fashion. The shock and the impulse were such that the well brought up lady lost all control of her body fluids. She frantically jerked her head side to side, her eyes screwed shut, water streaming from her eyes, nose and gagged mouth.

"Steady!" barked the vicar.

Iselin, at least as shocked as the Lady after the impact, had let go of her belly and the lady now practically danced tiptoe on the serrated footplates. Iselin got a grip on the lady's midsection again. The fine spray of piss slowed to a trickle and her pale but rich bush oozed the last drops of her incontinence under punishment. Josef had shifted to the right bubby. Consecutive blows to the same breast might be a bit too much, even for a richly titted female as Lady Ann.

Lady Ann settled down and offered her right tit. Josef waited for some seconds letting the glow spread on the left tit before he brought down the strap on the right breast. Lady Ann squealed but retained control of her bladder and colon this time. She was crying softly though. Pearly tears rolling down to mingle with the other fluids on her pretty face.

Josef slapped her magnificent mammaries 6 times, that is 6 times each tit. By then her breasts had turned purple in hue. Both the sisters had flawless skin, Lady Ann being a reddish blond, had the fairer complexion and that showed verily on her punished bubbies. They seemed to have swelled to double their normal size as well.

Her thrashing was far from over. Her belly was the groom's next target. Iselin was made to stand directly behind the quivering lady and asked to slightly pull at the cord attached to the lady's neck. This had the effect of arching the good lady's back, her massive buttocks thrust more back and her luxurious belly thrusting out and towards Josef's strap. For a fleeting moment, Lady Ann's red hot body touched Iselin's richly bushed cunt. This brush with the aristocratic buttocks almost brought her off. Both the women settled for the punishment aimed at the belly now.

The punishment to Lady Ann's belly was as severe as it had been to her mammoth titties. Josef stood a little to her front and let fly with the strap. A young girl with a less well-developed paunch would have been cruelly hurt by such terrific blows to the tender belly section. But in Lady Ann's case there was plenty of rich, smooth flesh jutting proudly in all its matronly glory above her pudenda to absorb the punishment. It was almost a pleasure to see her ripe belly recoil back after each stroke, performing an involuntary belly dancer kind of jiggling after each meaty slap.

The fierce dog Aesop was let on the thoroughly chastised Lady Ann next. With the amount of beatings she had taken on her titties and her belly, she could barely remain on her legs when she was freed from her ties. She had immediately gone flat on her back, eyes shut and the jugs squeezed together. Still very much red and very smarting from the titty slaps. The groom expertly led the dog on top of her, his already engorged member pointing red at her bruised titties. Iselin realised that the dog would mount the lady between her much maligned jugs! This was presently confirmed by the vicar's laconic comment: "Nothing so soothing as a quart of canine sperm, my dear, after a thorough titty whisk, don't you think?"

The dog was obviously well trained to titty fuck a lady just as he would service her expertly in the nether holes. He hunched his back businesslike and promptly let his member be insinuated between the pillow-like globes offered up to him by the ever-obliging Lady Ann. There seemed to be some friction in the beginning. But it was very obvious that this was not, by far, the first time Lady Ann was servicing a well-endowed canine with her mammaries. Expertly trapping Aesop's burgeoning knot between her jugs, she soon managed to get squirt after squirt of canine precum between her massive upper hillocks. From then on the tittyfucking went on like a well-oiled machine with the lusty dog banging between her bubbies as if he was servicing a tight cunt.

Lady Ann initially tried to lick the very tip of the canine cock as it emerged from her jugs at its topmost stroke but soon gave up. The speed of Aesop's humping was too frenzied to keep up. Very soon her whole valley was so slick with the dog's juices that each time he banged his member a meaty slurping noise not very unlike a solid cunt fucking noise emanated from between her breasts. The dog was close to his first jetting. With a loud bark, he let the first stream erupt between her jugs and, in obvious ecstasy, partially settled down on her chest cushion. Lady Ann cooed at this like a mother suckling her infant and wrapped her pillows solidly around the whole equipment of the worthy Aesop. His cock, knot and all, disappeared into the mighty valley.