Jane teaches her brother in law respect
By musclelustman@yahoo.com   
Jane's brother in law has treated his wife pretty shabbily. Jane decides to readjust his attitude
 
 
Life has been great. I have my two slaves who cater to my every need.
They don't do that willingly, but that makes it all the sweeter. I love
the look of fear in their eyes. Bill continues to pay my credit card bill
every month and Tom is paying my rent and utilities. My new job as a
salesperson has been up and down, but overall I'm now making twice what I
used to make. Life is good. I went out last week and bought a new car- a
Lexus. I never thought I'd drive a car like this. Today I just closed a
pretty big deal, over a  100 K  on the contract. I'll get 10% and the
boss told me to take tomorrow, Friday off. I've never been so happy.
 
I called my big sister Chris to tell her the news about my big sale.
She's always been a big support to me and we share just about everything.
To be honest I haven't told her about my slaves, she just wouldn't
approve. She was always a very religious person and she takes what the
pope teaches about human dignity pretty seriously. She wouldn't
understand.
 
When I called Chris she congratulated me on my sale, but her heart didn't
sound into it. I asked her if there was anything wrong and she said, "No
not really" but began to cry. I invited her to go out to dinner and she
agreed. She said it would be good to talk. She's been married for almost
20 years and has three kids, 16, 11 and nine years old. Her husband Andy
has been pretty successful, but he was layed off a couple of months
earlier and had been pretty depressed.
 
When we got together Chris let it all out. Things had been very bad for
the last few years. He didn't treat her with respect. He didn't seem
interested in her sexually. He never tried to meet her needs and only
cared about getting his needs taken care of. She slaved around the house
and he wouldn't lift a finger to help. Lately he sat around and watched
porn when the kids were at school. She also suspected that he might be
having an affair.To top it off he told her this week that he didn't think
he loved her anymore and as they were fighting he slapped her. She began
to really cry. I could feel my blood boiling. Chris was a
wonderful mother; she was a great sister and she was a very compassionate
nurse. Andy was so lucky to have her. I don't know what she ever saw in
him, but for a long time he made her happy and that was good by me. I
invited Chris to stay at my place, but she said she would have to get the
kids ready for school in the morning and then had a twelve hour shift on
Friday, she really had to get home. She said, "what am I going to do?' as
she cried. I told her to pray hard, maybe he'll change. She said "I've
been praying but it doesn't seem to work". I told her keep praying that I
was sure her prayers would be answered.
 
That night I tossed and turned all night. It was a good thing I didn't
have a slave coming over in the morning because I probably would have
taken it out on him. Dumb ass men! I decided to pay Andy a visit. Even
though he wasn't working Chris said that he still gets up pretty early so
I showed up at 8:00am. I rang the bell but there was no answer. I got the
key that Chris hides in the garage and let myself in. I heard the TV on
downstairs and it sounded like he was watching porn. I went downstairs
and when he saw me he was very belligerent. "What are you doing here you
stupid bitch?" he demanded. I said that I came over to talk to him. He
said he didn't want to talk to me, but he said it in very vulgar ways. I
told him that was no way to speak to a lady. He said, "None of you Calgar
girls are ladies, you're all bitches." He was about to learn what a bitch
I could be. He said, "Get the f.. out of here you stupid bitch or I'll
kick the shit out of you and screw your brains out for good measure." I
said, "If you think your man enough to do that, give it a try." He looked
shocked. He said, "Get out of here before I really hurt you" and I said,
"If you think your man enough to do that go for it."
 
He got off the couch with a big smirk on his face. He was wearing nothing
but his boxer shorts. Andy was about 5'10 and weighed almost 200lbs, but
he wasn't very muscular. He said, "I've wanted to kick your ass for a
long time bitch, I'm really ging to enjoy this." I didn't react as he
came at me. He tried to punch me as hard as he could but I ducked under
his punch and as the momentum of this mighty swing carried him around, I
jumped on his back. I had my arms around his neck and my legs around his
torso and just squeezed. He started gasping for breath and fell to his
knees. I kept on squeezing, although I wasn't expending much energy. It
was only a small fraction of my strength, but he was really gasping for
breath. I had to remind myself that this was the man Chris loved and I
didn't want to hurt him physically. I definitely was planning to damage
his sense of pride and self dignity, but I didn't want to destroy his
body. As he feebly pulled at my arms and gasped for breath I could feel
my juices begin to flow. Totally dominating a man just turned me on so
much, but this was Chris' husband and I wasn't going to be the "other
woman" with him. I stood up and pulled him back toward the couch, I sat
down and wrapped my legs around his head and neck. Again, I didn't have
to squeeze hard to cause him serious pain. He was calling me an evil
bitch as he tried to pull my legs apart. He was powerless in my grasp. I
twisted and turned him in this position in many different directions. His
neck and head really had to be hurting. He reached his arms up as if to
try to grab my hair, I grabbed an arm with each hand and just pulled them
back. He squeeled in pain. I twisted his arms. I squeezed his head. I let
go with my legs and got on the floor behind him and put him in a headlock
with my arms. It was such a turn on to have him squirming powerless in my
grasp. I again put my legs around his waste and began to squeeeze. It
didn't take long and it seemed like all the fight was out of him.
 
I let go of him and told him to apologise for calling me a bitch. He was
a slow learner, which actually made me happy. I wanted to be able to
manhandle him some more. He said, "You stupid cunt, get out of my house."
I shoved his head between my legs and squeezed some more. He was really
in pain.I pushed him flat on the floor and turned around and grabbed one
of his legs. I began to pull it much further then it could normally go.
He screamed out in pain. I let him go and stood up as he lay there
struggling to move. I took off my panties and pulled him up so that I
could get my legs around his waste again. I squeezed and at the same time
had his arms held in place with my hands behind his neck. He screamed,
"Stop it you stupid bitch." I squeezed hard, I was close to breaking
ribs, but really didn't want to do that. I handed him my panties and
said, Put those in your mouth or I'll break your ribs" and I squeezed
harder. He cried out in agony, but soon he put them in his mouth. "Now,"
I said "we shouldn't have all that annoying screaming." I scooted back up
on the couch and had him in a figure four with my leg firmly holding my
panties in his mouth. I squeezed his head hard, and he meekly squirmed.
Now there was nothing but muffled groans coming from him.
 
I pressed him flat against the floor and got his right hand behind his
back. I pressed up, he was in agony. I didn't go far enough to break it,
but it wasn't going to be real helpful to him the next hour or so. I got
his left arm and did the same thing. I bent down and wispered in his ear,
"Andy, are you ready to stop acting like an asshole and do what I tell
you to do?" He shook his head yes. I told him that I was going to let him
go, but if he acted up I was really going to have to hurt him. I reached
down and grabbed his family jewels and gave them a little squeeze, he
winced with pain. I said, "Do you want me to crush these?" and he
violently shook his head no.
 
 I pulled him by the hair to look in my eyes. I told him to take the
panties out of his mouth. And I said very calmly but firmly, "now
apologise for calling me a bitch." He did. I stood up and turned around
and said, "Kiss my ass as you apologise." He said, "Jane, please stop
this." I turned around looking very stern, "Do I have to hurt you
asshole?" He shook his head no, and I said, "Say no master." He obeyed. I
turned around again and said "Kiss my ass as you apologise." He did and
stopped right away. I told him he had to grovel - to beg- keep begging
until I tell him to stop. He did. It still sounded a little half hearted,
but I figured as the day went by that he'd be begging with all his heart.
 
I was really flowing like a river now and it was really agitating me that
I wasn't going to be able to totally dominate him sexually as I had with
my slaves. But I reminded myself that I was doing this for Chris. I
pushed him to his back spreading my legs and covering his mouth with my
womanhood. I told him to get busy with that tongue. I made sure that he
licked up every drop. I figured I was doing training and that didn't
count as sex. Besides, it's not like he was enjoying himself. I did
however enjoy it very much and came and came and came again. I made sure
that he didn't let a drop go to waiste.I also coached him as to what to
do with his tongue and he was learning quickly. I wanted to make sure
he'd know how to please my sister later.
 
Despite his pain and humiliation he obviously was turned on by my body
beause I saw the bulge under his pants. I ordered him to pull his pants
down and he did. I commanded him to put his arms at his side and he did,
not wanting me to hurt him. I scissored his arms to his side and then
grabbed his legs and pulled them up over his head until his feet were
touching the floor. He obviously wasn't very flexible and this had to
hurt. With my free hand I grabbed his privates and jerked him off. He was
well endowed and it was hanging only a few inches from his face. He came
all over his face. I then re-positioned myself and had my legs around his
head. It was a sticky, gooy mess. I heard his moans and his pleading for
me to stop. When I let go and stood before him, he was kneeling before
me. I said, "You made a gooy mess, lick me clean." He had such a sad look
of despair on his face, but he obeyed. I was sure he never tasted his own
cum before, and it didn't look like he was enjoying it. He didn't know
that he would look back at this in another hour as the easy time of his
discipline.
 
He licked me clean but was still a sticky mess himself. I commanded him
to kiss my ass as I led him to the bathroom. He kissed my ass as he
crawled after me. I ordered him in the shower. He got in and went to his
knees as I instructed him. I said, "I understand that you might be
fooling around on my sister. Well we're going to cool you down right now
as well as clean up that sticky mess. I turned the shower on with
freezing cold water. He let out a scream but I commanded him not to move.
He was there shivering and his teeth were clashing together. Clean that
sticky mess up I said. He obeyed, shivering the whole time as he knelt
there. I turned around with my ass near the tub. I felt the cold spay and
it felt very uncomfortable, I could just imagine how unpleasant it was
for him. I had him smother my ass with kisses as he begged me to let him
out of the tub. I made him promise to break off any affair. He didn't
admit to an afair, but said he'd do whatever I wanted him to do. After a
few minutes I allowed him to get out of the tub. He looked pathetic but
still had a look of defiance on his face. I knew I had to change that
defiance if my plan was going to work.
 
I again wrestled him to the floor, his resistence was almost non-existent
at this point. I got on top of him with my back toward his face. I
scooted back so that my ass was at his face. I commanded him to kiss it
and he of course obeyed. Then I said, "you are now going to lick my
asshole." He began to scream in a pleading way, "no, please no, anything
but that." I had never done this to a man before. But I wanted him to
know what I could do to him. I wanted him in be in terror of displeasing
me. The only other way to accomplish that was to hurt him physically and
I didn't want to do that. I scooted back so my ass was over his face, but
he turned his head. I grabbed his family jewels and began to squeeze. He
was sobbing now, "No, please no, Jane please don't hurt me." I said, "I'm
going to lower my ass over your face, I want to feel your nose going up
my ass first. And then I want your tongue going. I'm only going to do
this for five minutes, but if I feel you're not doing a good job I'll add
a minute, and will keep adding minutes until I'm satisfied. You'll do
that or I'll squeeze your nuts right off." As I lowed my ass I felt his
nose go in my crack. His tongue then went to work. I never felt anything
like this before. I felt wave after wave of orgasm as I forced this once
proud man to do what I thought was the most humiliating thing one person
could do to another. A couple minutes into it his tongue slowed down. I
said, "I'm adding another minute, get that tongue going. He did. With a
couple of minutes left I felt him starting the gag reflex under me. I got
up and he turned toward the floor and vomited. I told him he made a mess
and that he didn't finish his job. I said, "We'll have to start all over
again - you have five minutes of licking to do." He looked forlorn. I
said. "You can do that or you can lick up your vomit." I couldn't believe
what I was saying, but I just wanted to continue to humiliate him. He
fell to his knees, "please Jane, stop. Don't so this. Please stop this. "
I said, "I'm going to count to ten. By the time I reach ten you'll either
be licking my asshole or cleaning up your mess. If your not doing one or
the other, you'll end up doing both." He looked absolutely horrified.
"One, two, three..." "Please" he wept, he begged, he sobbed. No sarcasm
in his voice now, only genuine fearful pleading. "Four, five. six" I
continued. By the time I got to eight he was cleaning up his mess. It was
really gross. That I had the power that could make him do this just
amazed me. I was so turned on, but I wasn't going to let his tongue
anywhere near me after what he had just done.
 
   When he finished cleaning his mess I told him to go brush his teeth,
gargle with mouth wash and come back to me. I told him he had three
minutes, and of course he had to crawl; he was not allowed to stand in my
presence. Three minutes later he was kneeling before me. I layed down the
law. I told him, "When the boys get home today you'll make them dinner
then take them to a baby-sitter. The rest of today you will clean this
house so that it looks immaculate. " I paused and looked at him. "The
answer" I said, "is yes master." He said, "Yes master." I went on, "you
will have a romantic dinner ready for Chris when she gets home. " He
answered, "yes master." You will beg her to forgive you. You will tell
her you love her and that she's the best thing that ever happened to
you." "Yes master" he answered. I went on, "Tonight when you make love to
her you will bring her to at least three orgasms with your tongue." "Yes
master" he replied. And tomorrow you will bring her breakfast in bed"
"Yes master" he said again. In the weeks ahead I will call and offer
suggestions on little surprises you can do for her and you had better
make her happy." The despairing man said, "Yes master."
 
Finally Andy, I want you to know what lies ahead if you don't please
Chris. If I have to speak to you about this agian you'll be licking my
asshole for an hour. If I need to speak to you a third time I'll take a
shit and the wiping will be done with your tongue. And finally if I need
to speak to you a fourth time I'll destroy your dignity in front of your
boys. Do you think they'll be proud of their daddy if they see Aunt Janie
kick the shit out of him." He said, "No master, they wouldn't respect
me." Now get busy cleaning this house and don't ever make me have to talk
to you like this again. "Yes master" he said. I had him crawl to the door
after me kissing my ass the whole way. I told him to thank me for talking
to him and he did, the whole time kissing my ass. His total subsevience
was making me horny as hell, but I wasn't gojing to satisfy myself with
my favorite sisters husband.
 
I left their home feeling like I had made a diffence. I was pretty sure
that I wouldn't have to talk to Andy like this again. He really seemed to
get the message. I couldn't wait to talk to Chris the next day to see how
she reacted to the change in her husband. Like I keep saying, life keeps
getting better and better.
 
Next: Jane picks up a third slave