All Grown Up and Still at School
By Crossmanx at crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - Comments and Ideas welcome
After taking control of her Uncle, Penny now takes control of her new school


A follow on from - All Grown Up

Note to reader - All Grown Up was going to be a one off story but after
comments sent to me I've decided to write a follow up. One person, Kevin, has
even written his own follow up story, I was impressed so wish to share this
with you the reader as well. So two stories for the price of one, first my
follow up then the I have added Kevin's story. Hope you enjoy both.

All Grown Up and Still at School

It had almost been a week since Dean had been subjected to his niece, Penny's,
special attention. The sexy young schoolgirl had turned up at his house, when
he was alone, dressed in her school uniform, she had looked stunning. Dean
hadn't seen his niece in a while and in that time she had grown up into a very
sexy, very alluring young girl as well as being very mischievous and very
destructive! She had proceeded to give him a demonstration of what this
schoolgirl could do both physically, as she beat him, and mentally as she used
her sexuality to captivate him. It was an experience the older man could not,
would not want to forget, her powerful and hurtful display of female strength
and her tenderness as she had wrapped her large breasts around his hard
throbbing cock. Even though she had teased and tormented him when she hadn't
let him cum, but it had been such a wonderful, painful, satisfying and yet
dejecting experience (Reader may wish to read the pervious story to this - All
Grown Up).

"Dean ... ... Dean!" His wife's voice, Mandy, brought him out of his daydream,
she handed over the things to take to his brothers house "hurry up or you'll
be late." It wasn't that Dean didn't want to go and see his brother, after all
Brain and his family had been living abroad for a long time and it was great
to have them back and living so close to them. But going round there meant
that he would probably see Penny again. Although there was that twinge in his
groin at that thought, there was also a cold shiver that ran down his spine as
the memories of last week flooded back and the pain the young girl had
inflicted on to her Uncle.

As he pulled up to his brothers house, Dean wondered if his niece would place
those wonderful large breasts of hers again around his cock and then use her
obvious skills to this time bring him off. He would go through yet another
'kick in' to have her amazing breasts once more ... ... BANG! BANG! A knock on
the cars side window brought him back to life, he turned to see Penny! He
froze not knowing what to do 'Oh God, she was there!' The smile on the
schoolgirls pretty face told him that she found his expression amusing "are
you coming inside Uncle ... " Penny had been walking the dog and obviously
just got back home, she was dressed in her schoolgirl outfit, which only went
to excite and scare Dean even more. She turned and headed to the house " ... I
wont bite" But that look on her face and after last week Dean knew that she
probably would!

Penny was dressed as she had been last week when she had shown off her awesome
skills to her Uncle, a pair of ankle length high heeled boot with a pair of
white socks that just showed over the top. A short dark shirt, a little too
short, showing off her gorgeous legs. Skirt and a white school blouse meet at
her slim waist. It was a well cut blouse that fitted perfectly, to show off
her figure. And again she wore a black bra that was easily seen through the
thin material. Dean got out of the car, took a deep breath and walked up to
the door, he could see Paula there, Penny's mother, so that made him feel a
bit safer. At the door Penny stopped and looked back at her Uncle as he slowly
approached, the schoolgirl wore very little make up, like her mother she
didn't need to. Only that shade of pink lipstick, Penny blow her Uncle a kiss
and went inside 'Oh God' Dean checked to make sure his 'excitement' wasn't
showing before he followed her in.

In the kitchen Dean found safety in the form of his brother, Brian, they
talked, Dean handed the stuff over from Mandy to Paula and things where going
ok. Penny was upstairs out of the way so Dean felt safe, well safer!

It was getting late, Dean and Brain should be heading off to work, Penny came
in with her school bag "don't forget to take something for your break" Brian
went over to open the fridge, the schoolgirls arm shot out, her hand pushed
against the fridge door, making it impossible for Brain to open. Penny looked
at her father, in a way that shocked Dean, he had seen a similar look in her
face the previous week "That's ok father I'll do that." There was silence ...
... There had been something in her tone, something that made Dean very
nervous "OK ... OK dear, it's time I was off anyway" and there was also
something in Brian's voice, something very strange.

For a split second it had been an embarrassing moment, then as if nothing had
happen at all. " Have a good day at work then" Penny gave her father a kiss on
the check as if every thing was normal. Brian grabbed his bag and headed for
the door, Dean followed. Penny stood there smiling, she winked at her Uncle
and blow him another sexy kiss, but there was something else. As Dean drove to
work he thought about that brief moment, the words, the tone, the look on his
brothers face. Was Penny, his niece, in control of her father, his brother,
like she was with him, was she controlling her own family? What was it about
this schoolgirl, did she control everyone she came into contact with?

Penny made she way to her new school, she had only been here a week but
already people had noticed her, the boys all drooled over her, the girls where
all jealous, envious and wanted to be her friends. She had won the students
over, that had been too easy, now it was time to see what she could do with
the staff!

Craig Davidson was late for his next lesson and in his rush he wasn't looking
as he turned the corner and BANG! He knocked into someone coming the other
way, his books went everywhere, this was all he needed! "Watch where your
going you should be ... " he stopped as found himself looking into the eyes of
Penny. His mouth went dry, he found it difficult to speak for a second " ...
Who ... Who are you?" He bent down to pick up his books not wanting to take
his eyes of this gorgeous creature, his hands groped around on the floor
trying to retrieve the books. Penny laughed at his actions "I'm Penny.. Penny
Masters" The man stopped as he looked at her "Penny Masters, your new here
aren't you?" She looked so sexy as he stared up at her, those legs, short
skirt, large breasts, so sexy, and all set of by a very attractive, beautiful,
innocent face.

"You should have been in my lessons last week?" "Why?" her expression changed,
she never liked being told what to do or should have done. Craig realised the
situation he was in, on the floor, in front of a very attractive schoolgirl,
someone could think this wrong. Luckily the corridor was empty and he was
outside his, office, well broom cupboard the size it was. He reached up
fumbled with the handle and pushed the door open. "I'm your tutor and you
should have been in lesson" he carried on with his explanation still on the
floor in front of her. "Oh if I had know that you where my tutor I would have
been in class" he shoved the pile of books along the floor into his office,
but the confused expression on his face told Penny that she needed to clarify
her last statement "well you are quite cute, so at least in your lessons I'd
have had some eye candy to look at." Craig was just about to say something,
even tough he wasn't sure what he would have said to that, when WHACK! Penny's
boot slammed into his firm backside and sent the man hurtling into the office
after his books.

Penny followed, it was now time to go to work on the staff in this school, and
who better to start that with than her tutor, now that she knew who he was.

She closed the door behind her, Craig was still sprawled on the floor, shocked
by the schoolgirls action. It was a small office, cabinets, a desk, couple of
chairs, the door in and a door on the side room that lead into the classroom
ARRRRHHHHH! She leaned down, grabbed the man and dragged him up onto his
knees. If anyone had come in now this would have been a very difficult
situation to explain, there was the teacher knelt in front of a very
attractive female student, what would be said?

"Now then ... ." He tried to push himself up onto his feet THUD! OOOHHH!
Penny's strong hand slammed down onto his shoulder forcing the man back onto
his knees, again her actions stunned him, what was she up to? "Now Mr ... "
She looked around his office 'Arrh! His name!' "Now Mr Davidson I'm new here
and I need to stamp my own mark on the school ... ... Make an impression if
you like.." She placed her leg between his and pushed against his groin. The
man went bright red " ... ... I see I've made the right impression with you!"
Her tone what that of the cheeky schoolgirl, she placed a hand on his head,
her figures started to ruffle his hair, she enjoyed his uneasy and difficulty
with the situation.

"Now ... ... Now look I have a class next door, a small group but still" he
nervously pointed to the other door "If ... we ... if ... " he didn't know
what to say, or what to do, his teacher training had never prepared him for
this kind of situation. "If we.. What Sir?" Again that cheeky and sarcastic
tone to her voice. Craig's head was spinning with all sort of panic and desire
that this schoolgirl had let lose in him. 'What the hell should I do?' He
didn't know, he didn't know how or why but his hand came up and placed it's
self on one of her firm thighs, 'Oh God that felt soooo good!' "Oh! Mr
Davidson what are you doing?" 'WHAT HAVE I DONE!'

He took his hand away in a flash "I ... I ... Don't know what came over me ...
Please ... ." Penny smiled WHACK! Her other firm thigh gave her reply as it
smashed into the side of his face. Craig was sent crashing to the floor by the
schoolgirl, his head was spinning when Penny jumped on him, straddling he man,
pinning him too the floor "Well Sir" that tone again "what should we do now?"
Penny grabbed hold of his shirt and RIIIPPPP! She tore it open, a massif grin
on her face "Oh Sir we seem to have had an accident!"

Craig rolled over, knocking the schoolgirl off him, he knew this was just
going from bad to worse, and the look of sheer horror and concern on the mans
face just made Penny enjoy the situation even more. Craig grabbed hold of his
desk and pulled himself up off the floor, he tried to do something with his
ripped shirt 'SHIT!' Then Penny stepped forward.

The schoolgirl got closer to him; his nervousness only went to amuse her even
more she reached out and placed on finger on his chest "well.." She started to
run her finger downwards " ... we could.." He jumped backwards, out the way
but into his desk, she laughed " oh Sir.." she again stepped closer to him,
again the finger came to rest on his chest, he couldn't allow this to carry
on, no matter how good looking she was. He knew what he had to do, turn this
all around and if need be lie through his teeth to put all the blame onto her.

He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her hand away from him "Oh Sir!" This
time her tone was different, he noticed it straight away, harsh, firm, he was
surprised by her sudden change. "Now I should report this 'incident' to Mr
Anderson the head, after all you did strike me and you knocked me to the
floor, ripped my shirt ... ... ... so you had better ... " She didn't give him
the opportunity to finish SMACK! Her free hand drove hard into the side of his
face, her slap stunned the man, he let go of her other wrist. The schoolgirl
grabbed his head with both hands pulled it downward and WHACK!

Her knee shot upwards THUD! And again into his body, she winded the man with
her powerful thrust to his gut, then CRUNCH! A more powerful one into his jaw
knocking the man backwards and sending him colliding into his desk BANG! He
knocked over several items from the desk that crashed to the floor.

The small group of girls in Mr Davidson's classroom, next door could hear the
racket that was going on his office, 'what could be happening in there?'

Penny grabbed her tutor by his tie yanked him off the desk and straight into
her fist as it drove hard into his gut WHACK! OOOHHHFFFFF! Sending the air out
his body, Craig doubled up but only to then receive the schoolgirls thigh once
more smashing into his face WHACK! Penny's tutor flew backwards again crashing
into the desk knocking more of his everyday clutter and sending it scattering
around the room. Outside in the classroom the assembled girl wanted to see
what was going on in Mr Davidson's office!

Inside the devastating schoolgirl pulled the teacher back up again "are you
enjoying getting to know me yet?" Her cynical tone and devilish smile where
not lost on the man, he knew he had to stop her, but how, then he would have
to try and explain this all. CRACK! Penny's fist launched out into Craig's jaw
the older, taller, stronger man staggered back under the force of the young
girls blow. He fell back against the second door, for the classroom, the girls
inside jumped at the loud bang. Craig bounced back and straight into WHACK!
The schoolgirl delivered a high kick that smashed into the man, sending him
thundering backwards CRASH! He slammed back into door, it flew open and he
carried on thundering into the adjoining classroom. As the teacher crashed
into the room he collided with tables and chairs sending them flying across
the room. The dozen or so girls in the room jumped up, startled by their
teachers unusual entrance.

The girls all looked at Mr Davidson as he lay on the floor, shocked, then up
towards the doorway to his office, Penny, new girl, stepped forward, they
could all see she had a very wicked smile on her face. The teacher tried to
grab onto one of the desks to pull himself up but Penny was already there
WHACK! Her foot shot into his body sending the man rolling over the floor in
agony.

Now the others girls where witness to a demonstration of what this new girls
was all about, she grabbed Davidson hauled him up onto his feet, just that was
a impressive show of her strength. More harsh blows to his body to soften the
already beaten man up then CRACK! A powerful uppercut that took the man clean
off his feet sending him flying and crashing into more desks and chairs.

Craig Davidson knew he was beat and had been beat by a young girl, if that
wasn't shameful enough for him it had been witness by some of his students,
'it couldn't get any worse than this!'

Penny walked over to where her tutor now lay on the floor, the other girls all
gathered round as Penny knelt down by the fallen man, she placed a hand on the
front of his trousers. The other girls could already see the bulge he had and
where fascinated that the battering she had given him had excited him so much.
She undone him and brought out his eager cock, much to the delight of those
that now watched and she started her final humiliation of her teacher.

Penny, the stunning schoolgirl, began to milk her teacher in front of the rest
of his students, just when he though it couldn't get any worse! The other
girls looked on in amazement as Penny carried on with her humiliation of the
man. Then they started to enjoy the sceptical "Go on ... " "More ... more" the
onlooker voiced their encouragement and their own excitement "do him ... come
on" "make him cum ... " The girls cheered on Penny as she milked the man, he
was unable of doing anything to stop her total embarrassment of him. The young
schoolgirl soon had her teacher in her control and her firm hand complete her
domination of him as she brought him off, the girls swarmed around to watch,
they cheered in shock and amazement as Penny made the man cum. He shot is load
to the gasps of delight for the other schoolgirls.

Penny stood up; the other girl looked at her in admiration at what she had
done "there you go girls he's all your" with that she had shammed him and her
control of this teacher was complete, who was next? Penny moved to leave the
room, the other girls where still in a kind of hypnotic trace as they watched
Penny leave, then "lets get him girls!" As she was about to leave a man
appeared, obviously another teacher "what's going on her where's Mr ... ."
Penny grabbed the man and pulled him into the classroom, she throws him
towards the group of now excited schoolgirls "have some fun girls!" Penny
closed the door behind her, she heard a loud cheer and a scream, she smiled,
but 'who was going to be next?' Her smile suddenly broadened, she knew who was
next!

Penny made her way down the corridor, she was still trying to get her bearings
in HER new school, 'there we are' she had found her way to the Headmaster's
office. Penny had enjoyed her first few days at her new school and by the
looks that she was getting she also knew that her presence had been noticed.
Her encounter with Mr Davidson had marked her arrival with a bang, now she
needed to take control, and the best way to do that was start at the top. The
devastating schoolgirl opened the door to the Headmaster's office and casually
entered, it was time to introduce herself to the man in charge and let him
know who was really running this school!

Mr Anderson had been the head for the past five years, quite young for a
headmaster that had been in place for so long, he was 36, tall a former sports
teacher, who had a bit of ruthless streak in him, he had to, to have achieved
so mush so quickly. He was busy on the phone when the door opened and an
unannounced student just walked into his office, this was not the norm and
threw the man at first "yes ... Yes I'll sort that, see you later." He put the
receiver down expecting the girl that now stood there to at least say
something, but there was silence. He spoke "what are you doing here?" his tone
was harsh and direct, "Tut tut Mr Anderson, that's no way to speak to your
newest student ... " He though he didn't recognise her, mind you he should
have recognised her she looked so.... " ... Especially as I'm the one that's
now in charge around here."

The man stood up "what's this some kind of a joke" he wasn't use to having his
time wasted by a silly little girl, no matter how good they looked. He didn't
have time for this "who are you?" He came round from behind the desk "Oh I'm
Penny" her tone was clam and sultry, compared to Anderson's harsh and dominant
tone "who's your tutor?" She just smiled at him, all that testosterone and hot
air "Oh Mr Davidson knows me very well." He grabbed her by the arm, the door
to his office was still wide open and she was about to be thrown out into the
corridor WOOOSSSHHH! OOOOHHHHH! THUD! He felt a sharp blow to the back of his
calf, a dragging sensation as if being pulled backwards and then falling
through the air, landing sharply on the floor. 'What the hell happened!' The
man was shocked and embarrassed as he realised he was on his backside, there
was girlish giggling followed by BANG! The door to his office slammed shut, a
normal sound around here so no one outside would pay any attention to it.

It was now the Headmaster's turn to be on the floor and look up at this sexy,
stunning, schoolgirl, for a brief moment he though 'if I was ... ' OOOUUUHHH!
Penny's foot came down on the man's groin "you shouldn't be having thoughts
like that Mr Anderson." The man was in pain, but not a great deal she had only
tapped him, she still had to have her fun first before really hurting him.

Anderson caught his breath and got himself up onto all fours than slowly back
onto his feet, meantime Penny had made herself quite comfortable sitting on
the Headmasters desk. The man, still in some discomfort, pulled himself
together, he was pissed off now and in pain and there was this smug looking,
but very attractive, schoolgirl now sat on HIS desk! "Right you little ... ."
WHACK! Penny's foot shot out a perfect connection with the mans jaw and
Anderson flew backwards, much to the delight of the young girl. She clapped,
"can we do that again ... " Anderson lay on the floor shaking his head 'what
the hell happened?' " ... You looked so funny, that look on your face, we must
do that again."

The man was stunned by her blow and in no hurry to get up, this upset Penny,
she jumped off the desk, grabbed Anderson and WOOSSSHHH! He was pulled up back
to his feet, the schoolgirl wanted to play and he was going to play THUD!
Whether he liked it SMACK! Or not CRACK!

The schoolgirls spend some quality time 'playing' with her Headmaster, her
sexy body in that school uniform produces skilful and harsh movements, fists
and legs, thighs and feet all deliver as Anderson's body receives a good
beating from Penny. The schoolgirls gabs Anderson's by his arm and sends the
man flying over her shoulder, how many schoolgirls can judo throw a fully
grown man. Again she sets out to hurt the man, her fists strike CRACK! Her
boots kick THUD! Her thighs destroy WHACK! And just for fun she throws the man
again THUD! And again THUD! And again THUD! She gives him no rest bite, no
chance or recovery, just more schoolgirl pain after another.

WHACK! The schoolgirl's high swivel kick connected to the right side of his
face, a second or two later the left side of his face received the same
punishment. Anderson staggered backwards as two more feet found their mark,
then she jumped up and CRACK! Her boot slammed up into his jaw, the man flew
up and backwards coming to land with a thud on his desk, Penny smiled 'perfect
landing!'

But she wasn't finished with him, she pulls his disorientate body up, his
heads spinning, weird shapes and colours floated around everywhere he's been
taken completely by surprise by the youngster. Back on his feet, but unsteady,
CRACK! The schoolgirl delivered an uppercut that connected with such force to
Anderson's jaw that's again the man was sent backwards. He staggered, almost
falling over but somehow managed to stay on his feet WHACK! Penny kicked out
catching the Headmaster squarely on the chin, he's sent spinning round, he
turned a completed 360 and landed in his chair. The schoolgirl smiles 'good
shot', the man just lays there in his chair, thoroughly beaten by the young
girl.

But this can't be just a beating she has to make a point, her point ... ...
Penny grabbed the man by his tie and yanked him up and out of the chair, the
poor mans sent staggering across the room, she's shows him just how strong she
is. He stumbled into the wall 'thank god it was there to hold him up'

Her hand grabbed the back of his shirt dragged him backwards and spinning him
round at the same time WHACK! Straight into the sexy schoolgirls boot, her
swivel kick slamming into the side of his head, it's too much for him to take
now, he drops to his knees with a thud. But even with that devastating kick
he's still aware of her, his tormentor, she giggles "Oh Mr Anderson you are
such a wimp ... " she walks round the man her hand gently ruffed his hair as
she carried on tormenting him. " ... What would people say about such a
important man like you being fucked by a sweet little girl like me?" She
pulled his head backwards by his hair, he looked up into the schoolgirls
bright blue eyes "pl ... please no more" she laughs as his pathetic begging.
She leaned forward and runs her wet tongue up his face.

The man's powerless to resist the schoolgirl and her charms, just like her
Uncle Dean and Mr Davidson it was now Andersons that had been beaten into
submission. She has easily destroyed him and now this wreck was for the
taking, but only when she wanted to. Even through his beating his admiration
for her had turned into lust and desire, his defeat had turned to submission
and servitude, all in such a short time. ARRRHHHH! She pulled him by his hair
over to the desk, still on his knees he shuffled along. She hopped onto the
desk, wiggle her gorgeous arse to get comfortable and WHACK! Her legs clamped
around Andersons head, the schoolgirl has the headmaster on his knees while
she sat on his desk holding him between her powerful legs. As she applied the
pressure she couldn't resist getting her pone out, holding it up high she took
a picture "that should make for an interesting e-mail at some time" as she
inspected the picture she had just taken.

Anderson struggled as the force that those soft yet firm, strong legs that
gripped his head grew and grew. He felt as if his head was going to explode,
he just couldn't take any more! Then relief, she released her grip and he fell
to the floor, the schoolgirl looked down onto a man that she had total control
over. "Well that wasn't difficult was it Mr Anderson, we understand each other
so much better now ... " She jumped off the desk " ... But there's just one
more thing to make every think just right" Grabbing him she forced him to his
feet, painful by pulling him up by his hair.

"I like my men scared of me." She smiled, they both knew he was "but I also
like them to want me, do you want me Mr Anderson?" She grabbed him by his cock
"OH ... MR ANDERSON!" The innocent schoolgirl voice was quickly replaced by
the sultry tone "I see that you do want me!" She stepped back CRACK! The
schoolgirls fist smashed into the man sending him hurtling backwards and right
into his chair, another perfect aim.

Anderson knocked back into his chair by Penny, and all he could hope for was
that it was all over with. He lay there clearly defeated by the sexy
schoolgirl that now towered over him. "Men are so easy to control, especial if
they are either scared of you or lust after you ... But when their both horny
and afraid its double the fun." She had that smile on her face, that worried
him, "your very cute, and as we now have an understanding there's only one
thing left to finish out little talk" as she talked she was unbuttoning her
blouse 'Oh God she looked fantastic!' she knelt down in front of the
Headmaster, her hand grabbed at his trousers, again another big smile and in
that sarcastic tone of hers "Oh Sir, what have we here?!"

He was unable to do anything, to protect himself from the girl, the schoolgirl
now had the power and she was about to use it. She undone her blouse 'Oh God
was this really happening!' She revealed her large breasts to him, she looked
magnificent, then got down on her knees. Her hands moved to his trousers
"you're ready for me then?" Just when he through it couldn't get anymore
embarrassed she pulled out his hard cock "lets see what the Headmaster can do
for one of his pupils shall we." She pulled his trousers all the way down "no
hiding from me" with that she wrapped those large breast around his eager cock
'Oh God was this really happening to him!'

He wasn't a small man but even so his cock disappeared between the schoolgirls
breasts, she worked him well, massaging him slowly into excitement then into
ecstasy. The battered mans face went from pain to pure pleaser as the
schoolgirl used her assets to get the job done, the young Penny had obvious
skill to add to her charm as she worked on the man.

He could no longer control himself anymore, not only had he been physically
destroyed by this schoolgirl, but now she had aroused and excited in such a
fantastic manner. How could any man contain themselves, those large breasts
that held his cock between them, her expert use of them to bring him to the
point of ecstasy! The man gave in to pleasure and shot his load, the
schoolgirl knew that this man was not like her Uncle and able to control
himself. She made sure his load shot out and back onto himself, but even so
was impressed with how much he was able to shot out in her honour. As she made
him cum, shot his load, she had successfully brought down another mere male
and she was now truly in control of!

The schoolgirl stood up and adjusted her blouse, the man fell into almost
unconscious state as he felt a soft glow take over his hurting body. Penny
made her way over to his desk, went through some paper on his desk that she
took, always good to have inside information. Picking up his diary "Oh I see
you a meeting with the governors in 20 minutes." She smiled as she looked down
at the man slumped in his chair, battered, his cock still out and covered in
his own mess "what a sight you'll be!" Her words pieced his head like a hot
spike 'SHIT!' With that she headed to the door to leave, Mr Anderson tried to
sit up to sort himself out, he couldn't be found like this when the governors
walked in, but his body told him it didn't want to, couldn't, move!

She left the office with a smile on her face, she was now the one in control
and it was a feeling that she just loved, but the days events had left her
with a taste for 'it' she needed someone to carry on her 'antics' with, her
gorgeous face lit up ... 'Uncle Dean! Lets see what we can do with him ... !'

Second story - By Kevin

Dean felt really awful and could hardly string two thoughts together inside
his bruised and battered head. Had his niece, Penny really just beaten him up
in his own house? Had he let her do it or could he have stopped her if he had
tried to or even wanted to? All he knew was that he had a massive hard-on and
the more his thoughts settled in his rattled brain, the more he could picture
what Penny had just done to him. It was this that made him so hard. Not only
should he be ashamed of being destroyed by a teenager, all be it an awesomely
gorgeous one, but also he felt humiliated that he was so turned on by it ...
broken and destroyed by his niece and all he could do was dream she'd do it to
him again!

This was all too much to take in, "I need to clear my head, I need the
bathroom", Dean thought. When he looked in the mirror he was absolutely
horrified! His face was almost unrecognizable! Blood everywhere, cuts, bruises
and two great big puffed-up eyes, swelled up by the brutal assault Penny had
just given him. He had no idea how much time had passed since his wife had
gone out, but a horrible thought gripped him at that moment. How on earth
could he explain this to his wife?

He wandered back into the living room and just gasped! The place was a real
mess. The wooden coffee table had been broken in two, furniture littered the
room and pieces of ornaments were scattered over the floor. This must have
happened when Penny kicked him all over the place and he must have caused the
major part of the damage as he fell. Shit, how could he explain all this? The
kitchen too was a mess. He looked at the clock on the wall. He wasn't sure but
he thought that possibly, two hours had passed since his wife went to his
brother's house. She'd be home soon so he had to do some very quick thinking
...

He went outside and making sure no one was around, he kicked the glass in one
of the living room windows and opened it. He rushed back inside and tried to
clean his face up as best he could. He was still washing his face when he
heard the front door open. Mandy and the kids were back! He could hear her
cries of horror and gingerly he went down to greet her. He explained that two
men had broken in while he was in the kitchen and there was a massive fight,
but he managed to fight them off and they ran for it. He didn't get to see
their faces as they were wearing masks. He felt really stupid when he said
this and he could tell from Mandy's face that she was only half convinced by
his story.

About a week later, on Saturday afternoon, his brother had asked if Dean would
help him paint the living room. Paula would be out and Penny would be at the
cinema with friends so they could get the job done and have a few beers at the
same time. The room had all been covered up with cloths to prevent paint from
dropping on the furniture and plastic sheet to protect the carpet. The two
brothers had only just started to stir the paint up, when Brian's phone rang.
It was Penny and she said that her and her friends had been stranded at the
cinema as her friend's mum had promised to pick them up and had not shown up.
Brian apologized to Dean and said the cinema was in the town centre and it
wouldn't take more than half an hour before he was back. In the mean time,
Dean should start the painting.

No more than two minutes after Brian had left, the door went and there, to
Dean's shock, stood Penny! "What the f.. hell, I mean, what the..!!"

"Oh, uncle Dean, don't tell me you're not pleased to see me!? I thought I'd
give you a nice surprise and as you can see, I'm dressed just like you like
me!" Penny was wearing her school uniform again only this time, the skirt
looked even shorter than it was before. Dean couldn't help himself and let a
pained sigh slip from his mouth as he stared at Penny's fantastic legs. He
looked at the black leather high heeled ankle boots that had done him so much
damage a week before. He instantly felt that pain return as he took in the
sight of those boots moving step by step closer to him ... "Oh God, I hope she
doesn't want to play again", he thought. Penny saw straight away the effect
she was having on her uncle and decided to seduce him so much that when she
came to beating him to a pulp again, he would be so powerless to resist her
that he would be practically begging her to smash him if it meant he could get
his release!

She pressed up against him, her gorgeous breasts boring into his chest. She
slowly slid her leg inside his and gently pushed her thigh against his cock.
Dean was scared as any minute, he was expecting her to knee him in the balls
and start his battering all over again. Instead, Penny massaged his cock with
her thigh and rammed her lips against his, then forced her tongue into his
mouth. Although Penny made him so hard, he thought this was all wrong and
tried to push her away, but Penny had hooked her leg around his and was
pulling down on his hair with both hands which meant he was forced to keep his
mouth open as he gasped at the pain from her pull on his hair. Penny's tongue
was amazing as she sucked hard on his, drawing it deep into her own mouth,
Dean was almost ready to explode there and then!

"Oh uncle, I knew you'd be pleased to see me, but I had no idea just how much.
Are you sure it's legal to be SO turned on by a little teenager like me" ...
she mocked. "If you're not careful, I think you might need to be punished for
getting so hard ... or would that hardly be a punishment for you? Would that
make you even more horny!?" "How on earth could she know that??", he thought.
It was as if she could read his mind! She kissed him again and this time,
pushed her hips right up against his groin. Forcing her body to squash hard
into his cock, forcing his hard member against the abrasive rub of his jeans.
Penny then let him go and pushed past him and headed toward the stairs.
"Uncle, I said I've got a surprise for you so why don't you come and see it
... !"

Oh God, this was getting truly out of hand. She was taking him upstairs and
this could only mean one thing. Dean decided no matter what, there was no way
he was sleeping with her, no matter how much she excited him. However, as he
followed her up the stairs, he couldn't force his eyes away from staring at
the strong, feminine killer thighs that disappeared beneath her "way under
regulation" dark school skirt. He glared, mesmerized, as her black boots
pressed hard into each step. This tensed her calf muscles and lifted her sharp
heels to within inches from his face so that he could see right along the
length of the shaft. He couldn't help think what would happen if she stomped
those heels right into his face, right now!? He knew the cheeky little bitch
was more than capable. His lesson last week had taught him that.

Penny didn't go into her bedroom though, instead she went into her parents! He
couldn't help himself and followed her in. "Don't look so worried uncle Dean!
Just relax" and with that she pushed him toward the bed. He fell back and
stared open-mouthed at his gorgeous teenage niece. She looked even sexier than
last week and as yet hadn't so much as hit him - maybe he would be in luck!

"I know you love my school uniform but maybe you think it's too childish? I
was thinking I could be a little more sophisticated, more grown up, so I
thought I should put some nice underwear on ... ! Mum has really sexy
underwear ... did you know that uncle Dean? She has a great stocking
collection, corsets, high heels ... everything and now I'm grown up, I can
actually fit most of her collection!"

Poor Dean didn't know what to think anymore. Here was Penny opening up all her
mum's drawers and cupboards, picking out sexy knickers, high heeled leather
knee boots, suspenders, asking him which ones he preferred and then throwing
them all over the room. Dean's massive hard on was past explosion point, but
he couldn't help think what would happen if Paula came back to find this
scene. He'd get the blame for sure, as Penny was out with her friends as far
as her parents were concerned. Penny pulled on a pair of black seamed silk
stockings. Dean thought how niaeve she was as she would need suspenders to
hold them up and obviously little teenage girls had no idea about such adult
things ... Penny was always one step ahead of her uncle and as she saw the
look on his face, she threw him a wicked smirk as she lifted her skirt to
reveal a black lacy suspender belt. Obviously, one of her mum's, Penny had
planned this from the beginning. She clasped the stockings tight and then
slipped on a pair of her mum's black leather knee length boots. The heels were
steel and Penny looked so amazingly hot that Dean could hardly control
himself. He stared at Paula's underwear and boots hugging his niece's fabulous
legs and could hardly take it all in. He never knew that Paula was in to all
this stuff and he thoughts strayed as he imagined both Paula and Penny in
front of him. His own wife didn't go for such things and he felt a touch of
jealously as he imagined his brother being seduced by all this amazing
underwear. Every few minutes though, he had panic attacks as he realized
exactly where he was - in his sister in law's bedroom, being seduced by her
boots and underwear worn by her daughter ... his niece!!

"Penny, we have to stop! This is all wrong. Take those off, come on!"

"Oh, do you think they look too tarty? Me too. My mum must look like a hooker
when she wears them for my dad. She should be ashamed!" Again, her comments
were laced with a heavy dose of sarcasm.

"No, you're right, this won't do at all. I can try some different shoes on if
you think that would be better, but I think it's the stockings that make me
look like a slut, don't you think!?" Penny slipped off the boots and unclasped
the stockings, letting them fall to the floor. She then picked them up and
draped them over Dean's face. He hardly dared to breathe! Dean sat forward on
the bed. Penny was looking for something and clearly couldn't find them in the
drawers of clean clothes. She opened the washing bin next to her mother's
wardrobe and forredged around among the dirty clothes. "Ah, here they are!"
she exclaimed. She was holding a pair of shiny black pantyhose and drew them
across Dean's face. He could smell a really strong sweaty odor mixed with the
smell of something else. It could only be Paula's dried cunt juices! Dean
closed his eyes and breathed in as deep as he could. His heart raced and cock
twitched. He was ready to cum! He couldn't stop himself groaning as he
imagined Paula wearing them right now, squatting on his face. Penny realized
straight away and was getting upset with her uncle. She pressed her mum's
nylons hard into her uncle's face ...

"So, now your little secret is out, you dirty little shit! That's my mum's
tights you are sucking on!" Dean had no idea what she was talking about, but
suddenly he realized that yes indeed, Paula's nylons were actually in his
mouth! He was sure he hadn't put them there, it must have been Penny pressing
them in without him realizing. He tried to spit them out, but Penny forced
them further in with her fingers and then, raising her leg, she forced them in
even further with her foot.

"So you like sucking mum's nylons then!? What do you think she would say if I
told her? Come to think of it, would the hell would aunty Mandy say!!?" Dean
was panicking. Oh God, that is just the sort of thing a teenager would do!
"Well if you like them so much, maybe I should wear them for you, uncle?"

Penny slid the nylons slowly and deliberately up each calf and then wiggled,
sensuously as she pulled them up over her strong thighs and up over her tight
teenage arse. "I like mum's shoes, but I think my own boots will be much
better for what I've now got planned for you uncle". Her voice had changed
from giggly teenager to aggressive bitch in a heartbeat and Dean feared what
was coming next. "On your knees or I'll put you there myself if I have to!"
Dean was shocked by Penny's tone and should have just walked away, but of
course he couldn't. Here he was in Paula's bedroom looking at his niece
wearing her mum's stinky nylons. Penny's legs glistened in an intoxicating
sheen of black aggression as Dean knew that sooner of later, these legs were
going to hurt him. Instinctively, he dropped to his knees and stared
helplessly up under Penny's skirt. God, he had never seen such magnificent
legs, ever! With her ankle boots now poised ready for action at the ends of
those killer legs, Penny could feel her juices start to flow. She looked down
at the pleading eyes of her uncle as she caressed her thighs, moving her
fingers to rest against her clit. "I almost forgot ... Dad, is that you?
Sorry, I forgot to say that we are not at the town cinema but out at the
Multicomplex. I know it's miles away, I thought I mentioned that? What? You've
left uncle Dean all on his own? Don't worry, I'm sure he'll be able to amuse
himself ... he's meant to be painting? Then I hope he's not amusing himself
then! Ok, see you soon" ... throwing her phone on the bed.

"You didn't think I'd be happy to play for just a misely half an hour did
you?" Said Penny as she glared down at her uncle. "What I've got planned for
you will take much longer than that and I think you should start by smelling
mum's tights. Come on get you nose right in there! No??... then let me help
you ... " Penny grabbed his ears and rammed his head against her crotch and
violently pushed his head all over her nylon-covered thighs and back, hard
against her clit. Dean could smell both Paula and Penny. His brain was
frizzled and he was in no state to protect himself from what Penny was about
to unleash. True to plan, Penny had seduced him to a quivering wreck as he
found himself sticking his tongue out, dragging it against the abrasive nylon
as she roughly forced his head against her legs. Whenever she stopped to
change direction, Dean was so entranced that he slurped helplessly against the
black weave of the material like a calf sucking on its mother's udders. Penny
had a devilish smirk painted right across her beautiful face. She had her
uncle right where she always planned to have him ... at her complete mercy,
but there would be no mercy for uncle Dean today ... The way he reacted to her
Mother's dirty nylons really had upset Penny. She was jealous at the thought
that her uncle fancied her mum and she was about to make him pay, big time ...
!!

Penny pulled his head back and softly but aggressively said, "look into my
eyes Uncle Dean! You know what's coming don't you ... ? Question is, will you
get to cum before I kick you unconscious!?

With that, she placed her hand under his chin, tipping his head back. She
squatted down a little, then raised her arm up high ... CRACK! ... she smashed
her elbow down right into his face! Dean slumped instantly to the floor. The
pain was like thunder rolling all around the inside of his head. Those boots
soon appeared in front of his watery eyes, the tips turning his head over so
that he was looking right up at Penny. Her eyes were cold and piercing, but
she had a seriously sexy smirk on her face ... She raised her boot so he could
see the tips of her heels high above his face. His thoughts rushed back to the
sight of her heels on the stairs and before he could start to remember the
thought he'd had at that moment about how painful it would be if she stamped
her heels into his face, he was treated to the full spectacle of pain that her
heels could deliver as she stamped her heel into his face, once, twice, three
times ... he felt blood running down his cheek ... !

Penny steeped back just at the moment Dean was expecting more pain. He was
surprised and forced his head up to see where she was. She stood to one side
of him, hands on hips, pointing one leg forward like a dancer, then, SMASH!...
her boot rocketed into his face. She pulled him up onto his knees, tugging on
the back of his hair to force his face up to look at her. A small blob of spit
was forming on her lips and when it could no longer defeat gravity it dropped
into one of his eyes. Then a second dropped into his other eye. He couldn't
see properly and certainly didn't see Penny pull her leg back only to send her
knee smashing full speed into his face. She held his hair tight so that Dean
couldn't fall and smashed her knee into his face another four times! Dean was
nearly unconscious already and Penny had only just started. Still holding him,
she kicked his balls with all her might, the pointy boot tips mashing his baby
makers again and again. Finally Penny pushed his head violently down toward
the floor.

With the very little strength he had left, Dean crawled out the door but
couldn't make out where he was going. He was heading for the stairs and was
just about to fall down them when Penny's boot provided the last little push
and Dean found himself slithering and tumbling head first down the stairs.
Penny giggled, "Oh Uncle Dean you'll have to be more careful, you could do
yourself an injury ... then there'd be nothing left for me to break and that
would spoil all my fun! You wouldn't want me to be disappointed, would you
now!?"

His soul raged with pain; his face cut and bruised, his body pulsating with
agony. How on earth could he get out of this? Crumpled at the foot of the
stairs, he gazed up to see his magnificent niece expertly placing one boot in
front of the other as she made her way down toward him. He was transfixed as
he gazed at the sheen on her nylons as her legs got ever closer to him. Penny
was walking down at quite a pace and it looked as if she would'nt be able to
stop in time as she got closer to her uncle. Sure enough, as she got within a
few steps, she elegantly pulled back her leg and lashed out driving the tip of
her black leather ankle boot right into and through his face. The flow of her
movement continued and guided her leg down two steps at once so that her heel
landed right between his legs in the space where the top of his thigh
connected to his balls - smack in the middle of the joint. Dean's screams
where chilling and horrific but this only seemed to make Penny even more
content as she let out a little giggle, seeing him in such agony!

Penny curled her arm around his chin and brutally yanked his head back and
upward. Dean had no choice but to follow the motion and helped pull himself up
to avoid Penny breaking his neck. As he began to fall back down toward the
floor, Penny stuck her knee out so that Dean fell with his back impaled of her
pointy teenage nylon covered knee. Again he screamed as if all hell had been
unleashed against him! Penny then dragged him easily into the living room and
threw him across the floor, knocking the open paint tin over. Despite his pain
and bewilderment at how easily Penny was able to destroy him, his first
thought was the spilled paint! His reached over and yanked the tin up as soon
as he could to stop even more spilling out... Penny, smirked at his reaction
and couldn't help but feel sorry for him as not only was she beating the
living hell out of him, but her dad was going to be really upset with her
uncle when the mess was discovered.

Penny's boot found his stomach again and again, firing her boot in as deep as
she could. UUHFF, SMASH, CRAAAACK ... "oh that must have been a rib ... how
careless of me, I was aiming for your tummy!"

She dragged him up on his feet and pushed him up against the step ladder he
was meant to be using for painting. She pulled his arms behind the ladder and
then picked up the paint tin and made him hold it with both hands twisted
round behind him. " Now just you drop that uncle, dear, and you'll have even
more mess to try and explain!" Dean was a sitting duck and Penny then started
swaying her hips in front of him and running her hands all over her mum's
dirty nylons, pushing her fingers deep into her crack. She was so horny and
Dean could see just how much. This made his cock explode even more and he
already thought he'd reached maximum stiffness. He'd never been so hard for
his wife, Mandy!

"This bit, I'm really going to enjoy uncle Dean ... do you know what I'm going
to do to you? See these legs; the ones you can't take your eyes off ... well
they are going to smash your face left and right as I practice my kickboxing
on you. Didn't mum tell you that as well as my dancing lessons, I've been
really into kickboxing for the last two years and there has not been one man
so far who has been able to withstand my powerful kicks, no matter how much
experience they have. My teacher says it's my aggression that makes me so
good, but why don't I let you find out for yourself huh!!??" SMASH ... ! a
roundhouse with her left foot, then it was her right boot slamming into his
broken face. Dean wanted to drop but was worried about spilling more paint.
Penny knew this and just kicked the living daylights out of him ... SLAM! ...
another kick sliced across his face, this time the heel cutting into his
cheek. Penny then twisted away from him with her back facing him, then bent
down in a low crouch before firing her left leg up high and smashing the sole
of her ankle boot deep into his face. SMASH, WHOOSH! CRACK! ... the kicks just
kept coming!

Finally she stopped to take the paint from him and he just slumped in a pile
on the floor, blood covering his face.. She pulled him back up, but this time,
pushed his head between the third step from the inside of the ladder. He just
lay there, on his knees with his head slumped back hanging between the steps.
Penny climbed the steps so she was standing high above him with her top leg
bent to hold herself stable while she let the other swing backwards and
forwards. Dean stared up at her black nylon covered thighs and imagined
kissing and licking between his niece's legs. He was transfixed again and
instinctively slipped his hand down his trousers and started to wank himself.
It was surely no coincidence that Dean's head lay right in the path of her
swing ... Holding tight, she drew her leg back and with a high pitched scream,
fired it down towards her uncle's face, letting it swing back and forth so
every time she took a swing at him, he got caught twice as her legs thrashed
up and down like a demonic pendulum! She watched her uncle pull his cock and
this only served to make her kick him even harder!

Dean was now ready to pass out and fell to the floor just wishing he was dead.
Penny had kicked him so hard that his blood had splattered the walls he'd been
meant to paint. When Penny saw this, she could hold back no longer and mashed
her fingers into her cunt rubbing madly until she came; her cunt juices now
mingling with the dried ones of her mother. She strode across to where her
battered uncle lay, just about hanging onto life and dropped full weight onto
his destroyed face. He screamed like a banshee as she mashed her wet snatch
all over his bloodied face, the nylon lapping up his blood and locking it up
inside the sullied weave of the tormented fabric. Dean was crying from the
humiliation more than from the pain, but still his cock was rock hard! Penny
stood up and pulled Dean's trousers down to his ankles and bracing herself
against the wall, stepped onto his throat with one boot while massaging his
cock with the other. Dean needed mere seconds before spraying his load all
over the plastic cover on the floor and all over his niece's boot.

"Oh you bad little uncle", Penny mocked. "You've gone and got my sexy little
black leather ankle boots all dirty! Do you like the sound of that? ... sexy
little black leather ankle boots" , repeated Penny slowly and deliberately.
"The same fucking boots that have almost killed you and you know what, the
last kick might just do that!" All the time Penny was taunting him, Dean
thrust harder and harder with his spent cock against those very same boots.
Penny repeated these words ten more times, each time, emphasizing slowly and
deliberately each word. With every word he thrust harder and harder and Penny
came again as she too became completely wrapped up in the whole bizarre event.

"Right then uncle dear, time for your last kick, but before that I need to
ring dad and when I speak to him, I want you to lick your blood off my boots
so get to it!" Dean was powerless to object and licked as if his life depended
on it as Penny rang her dad to say that sorry but her friend's mum had finally
made it to the cinema and taken them all back to her friend's place. She said
she was so sorry about messing her dad about and promised to wash his car
every week for the next two months as punishment. Brian was upset, but said
that cleaning his car was no real hardship as he just gave it a quick hose
down each week but that her uncle Dean was obsessed with a clean car and would
spend hours waxing it so she had better report to him each Sunday. Penny
repeated these words to make sure Dean could hear them and noticed how his
licking got slower as the truth dawned on him that he'd have Penny with him
every Sunday.

"OOOH ! Look at all the spunky little mess you've dropped everywhere ... I
think I'll lave to punish you for that, don't you!??" Penny dragged him up on
his feet, but he could hardly stand.

She positioned him against the wall and grabbed hold of his right hand,
pulling it tight toward her. She swung her right leg over the top of his arm
so that it was trapped under her leg. Penny looked deep into her uncle's eyes
as she stretched her leg up to stretch the nylon and to watch his reaction
when he noticed the white highlights running down her gossamer thigh as his
niece positioned her leg just so that it caught the maximum glare from the
lights. Again, poor Dean's cock was aching as he stared at her thighs and
couldn't help notice the mashed mess of his blood tangled within the nylon
that covered her teenage pussy!

It was clear what was coming next as Penny extended her leg right back, primed
and ready for attack. Her leg exploded into his face with her shin destroying
what was still recognizable as Dean's face. She pulled her leg back almost as
quick as it had come and repeated the devastating smash right into the middle
of his face. Cocked like the trigger of a gun, her leg fired into Dean's face
again, but the next time, BANG!!, it was the point of her boot that drilled
deep into his flesh as she dropped his hand and Dean had no other option but
to drop to the floor, unconscious! More blood now covered the wall. Penny had
watched it splatter with each kick and was ready to cum again as she saw just
how much of her uncle's blood had been robbed from him by her vicious boots
... ! She wiped the red smear off on his shirt, then skipped off to her
friend's place just incase her dad went round to pick her up.

Dean was out cold for quite some time, but as soon as he woke, he knew his
brother would soon be back. He was heartbroken when he saw the mess every
where, but did his best to clear up what he could. He grabbed a roller and
hurriedly threw as much paint at the wall as he could to cover up the blood.
The next thing was to clear up the bedroom, but he had no idea where all the
underwear belonged, so he just stuffed it back where he could. There was no
way he would get away with this one and Brian would be back any minute. He ran
out of the house toward the local woods where there was a pond. There was no
way he would risk going back home with his face so covered in blood.

Brian was beside himself when he got back and stormed off to Dean's place.
Mandy let him in, but Dean had not come back and Mandy was not too pleased to
hear what her husband had been up to. Paula came back later, but told no one
about the mess in her drawers. She was wondering who had done it, but as both
Penny and Brian had been out most of the time, it could only be Dean. She was
angry, but quite horny at the same time. Had her brother-in-law been so turned
on by going through her underwear that he'd made such a disaster of painting
the living room and then run off!?? This didn't sound at all like the Dean she
knew, but what other explanation could there be?

A few days later, the story had gone round that Dean had got tired of waiting
for his brother, went to the local pub and gotten into a fight. When his
brother checked the story with the landlord, of course, no one knew anything
about it. All the family where aghast when they saw the horrific injuries to
Dean's face and Paula had absolutely no idea how any of this could have
happened. Still angry and horny with Dean, she couldn't understand why he had
got beaten up for the second time in 10 days whereas he had never been in a
single fight up till now. It wasn't till Penny spoke to her mum, saying maybe
uncle Dean deserved to get beaten up and that she thought it terrible that he
fancied his sister in law - Penny's mum!

How could Penny say that unless she knew about someone having gone through her
underwear drawers? Penny couldn't have seen him do it as she was off with her
friends at the cinema and Paula had told absolutely no one about the
underwear. Paula decided to test her daughter and said she was missing a pair
of nylons. Penny immediately said that maybe uncle Dean had stolen them from
the washing bin. Paula hadn't said which ones were missing, so was surprised
at Penny's instant reaction. Did Penny know more than she was letting on?
Paula thought this meant than Dean had got caught by Penny at some other time
and decided she would go over and see Dean as soon as his wounds had healed a
little. If it turned out he was guilty, Paula would give him a beating of her
own, reasoning that " all good things come in threes!" The more she thought
about it, the better it sounded. Giving her brother in law a good thrashing
could be good fun and a few scratches more would hardly be noticed on the bomb
site that was now Dean's face!

Over the next few days, Paula couldn't stop thinking about it and was getting
really turned on by the idea. Just imagine it ... could a woman take on a beat
up a much stronger male? The fact that he was family and she too, fancied him
made her juices run and she would play with herself in bed while Brian was
asleep as she imagined what she would do to Dean. She wanted to strike early
before he had a chance to defend himself and thought it would be a good idea
to kick him brutally behind the knee and as he fell she would smash her knee
into his face followed by a high kick, again to the face and that should be
enough for him to drop his defenses and she could then do exactly what she
wanted with him. Little did Paula know that that was exactly the way her
daughter thought! She wasn't really sure if she would actually go and do it,
but the more she studied her messed up underwear drawers, the more she thought
that maybe Penny was right ... Dean did deserve a beating. Paula then started
to think what clothes she should wear for the beating. She wanted to seduce
him to weaken his reserve even more so it had to be very sexy and she really
wanted to show off her legs. As Dean was off work to recover, he would be at
home during the day so the kids would be at school and Mandy would be at work
as would Brian. That left just Dean and her. She could take him whenever she
wanted - alone, that idea, made her wet!

What Paula didn't know was that Penny had spoken to her aunty Mandy, saying
that uncle Dean fancied her mum and that she had seen Dean going through her
mum's underwear, smelling it and sucking on it. Penny wasn't sure if that was
a normal "adult" thing to do, but suggested to her aunty Mandy that she would
be worried if her dad had done that with aunty Mandy's underwear. Mandy
assured Penny that this was not normal and that if Dean didn't have a good
explanation, he might get another good beating, this time from his wife!

Penny was overjoyed! She had set her uncle up for two more beatings. Penny was
planning to arrange it so that both her mum and her aunty would arrive at the
same time and give him a double smashing, but didn't know that her mum had
already made her own plans. Tomorrow, when everyone had gone from home, Paula
was off to give Dean a good kicking. She had thought about it so much, that
even if Dean was innocent, the idea made her so wet, so sexy and dominant,
that she couldn't wait a moment longer!

She had a tiny black leather skirt that hardly covered her arse and as yet,
hadn't found the right occasion to wear it. She has a six strap suspender belt
that made her look like a real dominant bitch and would use the belt to hold
up a pair of black classic seamed stockings with a thick, dense, old school,
thigh band. These always looked more aggressive than the modern lacy topped
ones! The skirt didn't cover the stocking tops of course, so she would wear
her black Burberry raincoat over the top. She couldn't help laugh as she
thought of Dean's reaction when she insisted on keeping the raincoat on while
sitting on his sofa. She would let the coat fall open when she wanted it to so
that she revealed glimses of her stockings and was sure Dean would try and
find a way to peek under the coat to see if it what he thought he'd seen was
actually true. She couldn't wait to see his mouth drop open when she undid the
coat! Mandy was definite about the shoes she wanted to kick and stomp her
brother in law with ... the very same boots that Penny had tried on ... !!
Glistening black leather knee length boots with those vertigo-inducing monster
high steel heels! These could do some real damage, she pondered ... !! Under
the coat she would wear a leather strap that had the job of trying to imitate
a bra, but normally failed and let her gorgeous breasts spill out. This would
be covered by an armless thin see-through top that hugged her body, stopping a
few inches above the top of her skirt. She loved dressing up for her husband,
but even she had never looked so sexy and certainly never as threatening. On
the morning of her attack, she took a final look in the mirror and gasped! She
hardly recognized herself and was sure that if she didn't turn Dean on, then
she would scare the hell out of him. She looked simply out of this world!!

Dean almost slammed the door shut in Paula's face when he saw her at the door
step! He was so overwhelmed at what he saw, that he just started to panic. All
he could make out was an extreme "blackness" in front of him. He didn't really
see Paula, his sister in law, but a demonic harlot sent to punish him for
going through Paula's drawers. Even though it wasn't down to him, he was sure
Paula would blame him and here she was ready to take him to task. He couldn't
look directly at her, so tried to change where he was looking, but everywhere
he looked was "black", "aggressive", "beautiful", "deadly", "sensuous" and
extremely arousing! It was either the tips of her boots or the hem of her coat
hiding incredibly beautiful nyloned thighs, but everything in his line of
sight was black, even the expression in Paula's eyes!

She faked a smile and said, "Are you going to let me in then, or just gawp at
me as if I were a prostitute!"

Dean just couldn't answer as Paula brushed past him slowly, pushing her
breasts up against him as she squeezed past. She raised her knee slightly as
she went past, dragging her black stockings against his trousers. Even though
Dean was in panic and shock, his cock had responded already and Paula couldn't
help notice the growing bulge as she released her leg's pressure against him,
letting her thigh slither across his leg before walking into the lounge.

Paula sat in the middle of the sofa, spreading her crossed legs to one side
and reaching out in the opposite direction with her hand to effectively,
sprawled across the whole sofa so that Dean would have to sit in the chair
opposite. As she predicted, he asked to take her coat and saw his puzzled look
when she replied, "oh, I think I'd rather leave it on - I don't want you to
see what I'm hiding underneath. Then again, you've probably seen it already,
haven't you!?"

Dean knew she was referring to her underwear and now he was really worried.
Here she was, not just to shout at him about going through her things, but was
dressed up in the very same underwear he was being accused of spying on. What
on earth had she got I mind? He couldn't help looking at her exquisite black
leather knee length boots. She kept twisting her foot so that he could see the
killer steel heels. They were so high, so sharp! He was begging that she
wasn't planning to use them in the same way as her daughter did ...

Dean couldn't help wonder if Paula was wearing tights or stockings and
secretly was dying to get down on his knees and kiss her nyloned thighs while
rubbing his cock against her booted shins. As soon as this thought crossed his
mind, it was replaced with another ... fear, panic and disgust that he was so
easily turned on by Paula and what she was wearing. He felt so weak and guilty
... What if Mandy knew what he was thinking. This must have been like a
widescreen broadcast to Paula, as she instantly read his mind by the tortured
erotic glaze across his eyes. Oh yes, this would be just as easy as she'd
hoped. Dean was already really uncomfortable in her presence, but just gagging
to get down in front of her - she could sense it so strongly.

"Aren't you going to offer me some tea then?" Dean coughed and apologized and
made off to the kitchen where he could hide his face from Paula's cold stare
and straighten his cock inside his jeans. Penny had been a wonder of nubile
sin to behold, but her mum dressed like this was on another level. Dean felt
such a strong desire for Paula that he beat his cock while the kitchen filled
with steam as he forgot to turn the kettle off! He had always fancied her, but
this was something else. Despite his shame and guilt, there was no way he
would let this opportunity go if Paula wanted to have sex with him - he was
entranced. But what if she has something completely different in mind? It was
clear she knew about the underwear, but what if she was going to punish him
for it; what if she was actually the same kind of person as her daughter, but
had hidden it from the family all this time? He pictured Paula beating him up
and strange as it may sound, this excited Dean more than the idea of having
sex. In a little more than a few weeks, Dean, the archetypal Alpha male, had
become turned on by being beaten up by women. His swollen cock would now be
really difficult to hide from Paula as it was now sticking out the top of his
jeans!

As he entered the lounge, he could swear that Paula had let the coat drop open
to reveal thick banded black stockings - just the sort he dreamed of, but
which Mandy never wore. Could this be true? He wasn't sure since as soon as
she saw him coming, she had covered her thigh with her coat again. If she was
wearing stockings, there could be no doubt she had done it for him. Either to
seduce him or humiliate him was irrelevant; he had to find out!

He set the tea down on the table next to her and made sure the spoon fell on
the carpet. Her gaze told him she knew he had done it on purpose, but still he
knelt down in front of her. He dared not to look up as that would be so
obvious, but was sure Paula had let her coat drop open again. What a
predicament ... if he looked up he would know whether she was wearing
stockings or not, but would give himself away at the same time. If he didn't
look up, he would miss the chance to find out ...

Paula could read all this so easily and sat caressing the nylon covering her
open thigh as Dean struggled to find the confidence to look up. She delighted
in his anguish as she turned and twisted both ankles. She slid one leg across
the other as the nylon hissed at Dean as if it were a snake taking the piss
out of him.

"Dearest Dean, what are you doing down there? You know I don't take sugar so I
don't need a spoon do I? Or is it that you didn't get a close enough look at
my nylons last time ... no, no, no ... it's not that is it?... you didn't have
me wearing them last time did you?! It's all well and good just sniffing them
but surely it's nowhere near as sexy as when I'm actually wearing them is it
now??!! Did they make you as stiff as you are now ... ? I can't imagine they
would, or did you do more than just sniff them? Did you stick them over your
head or suck on them? Would you like to suck on them now with me wearing them
... would you??

She pushed her blood red painted finger nail under his chin and pressed it
hard into his skin. He struggled so she pressed harder as she brought his head
up to look into her devious eyes. Dean tried to look across to see her open
coat but Paula was closing it again just as he tried to steal a look. She
smirked, knowing full well what he was trying to do ... !

"Dean, Dean ... what were you trying to do? I know you rifled through my
underwear and I must admit I was angry when I first found the mess you'd left,
but I've always known you fancied me and if you felt the need to do something
like that 'cause you couldn't resist my charms, then why didn't you say?"

Dean could hardly speak, but spluttered a few words from his parched mouth ...
"Paula, it's no secret that I find you attractive ... VERY attractive, but ...
but ... . I never went through your underwear and I promise you, no matter how
much I might dream dirty thoughts about you, I have too much respect for you
to do something like that".

"So if it wasn't you, tell me who it was ... you were the only one there! How
can you lie to me like that!?"

Paula stood up at that point and pulled her Burberry to one side ... Dean just
gasped! Right in front of his nose stood Paula's immaculate legs encased in
black nylon; or were they silk? The sheen was different to normal stockings.
He slowly looked up looking for the hem of her skirt, but it never came ...
first came the dense broad band of her stockings and then the flesh of her
thighs. Dean couldn't help let out a pathetic little whimper. Finally the
skirt came into view and as he looked further up Paula's body, he was ready to
cream on the spot. Paula's face glared down at him, a menacing but incredibly
sexy smirk spread across his sister in law's beautiful face.

"I've dressed like this just for you, you know, but what you see is out of
bounds unless you admit what you did in my bedroom, oh and before ask, yes,
they are real silk ... go on, touch them ... "

Dean couldn't bring himself to do as she said even though he held his hand up
toward her legs, watching the fingers trembling.

"Do it!! Touch my legs ... touch my stockings, just like you did before in my
bedroom. Run your hands over them or you'll regret it!" Her tone had changed
dramatically and Dean was worried, but couldn't bring himself to do as she'd
said. "Paula, you're my sister in law, I can't ... I can't"

"That didn't seem to worry you last time did it? Was that was because I wasn't
watching? Would you have stuck your face in my underwear if I had been there
with you ... would you?"

"I promise you, I didn't ... really I didn't", he pleaded. "Well then who the
fuck did!?" As she stood above him, she thought about smashing her knee into
his face to start off the beating. His face was inches from her black silk
knee and she was sure it would do terrible damage to his still battered face,
but she was still a little nervous and wasn't sure exactly how much damage it
would do. She decided to stick to her plan. She stepped over him letting her
stocking top brush against his face and caught the back of his head with her
boot as she stepped over him. It was enough to make Dean shout out and
surprised Paula how such a small hit had hurt Dean. He was obviously sensitive
from his last beating still, but why the almost, "panic" as her legs and boots
had got close to him?... he seemed to fear them already. This thought lodged
itself between Paula's thighs as her juices started to flow. The idea of
beating him up was now so strong inside her that nothing would stop her. She
moved to the middle of the room and told him to pull the curtains closed. Dean
scrambled up and did as he was told, but still had no real idea exactly why
Paula wanted him standing.

She slowly walked around him, stretching her legs with each step to seduce him
even more. He could not get any harder as his cock was visible above the top
of his jeans. Paula stared at it and licked her lips as she imagined her steel
heels stomping down on it, piecing the skin and making it bleed. Oh yes, she
would destroy his cock today and let him try and explain to Mandy how THAT had
happened! She brushed up against him, pushing her thigh hard against his balls
before standing back, hands on hips. She would give him no more time to ponder
the question as to what would happen next and shot a brutal kick into the side
of his knee ... CRUNCH ... she was sure that was cartilage disintegrating!
Dean fell instantly, screaming in unbelievable pain. Paula was shocked - that
was no where near as hard as she could kick, yet Dean seemed to be beaten
already! SMASH ... her boot thundered into his grimacing face, opening a wound
that had not yet healed completely. She pulled him up by the hair and now she
would use her knee on him ... CRUNCH!... the bone seemed to split under the
force from her feminine silk clad knee. At least that's how it sounded to
Paula.

Dean lay semi conscious on the floor and she had only hit him three times. She
was so turned on, but still shocked at how easy it was to beat up a man. She
wanted more as her juices started to boil up inside her. Instinctively, she
rubbed her clit as she smashed her "murder" black leather knee boots into his
body, one brutal kick after another. Paula went into the kitchen, returning
with a carving knife. She slit open his shirt and hacked and pulled at his
jeans, ripping them to shreds. She kicked him over onto his back so that his
battered face was facing her. Dean's cock stiffened yet again as he saw the
glorious demonic vision standing, one booted leg either side of him. Paula
noticed the look of absolute fear in his eyes; it was almost as if Dean was
reliving something that had already happened to him. As Paula lifted her boot,
Dean's cock stiffened yet further, but at the same time, his expression became
even more frightened. Paula was thinking that if this was the first time a
woman had beaten him up, he would be more surprised, even angry, but his look
was one of submission - as if he knew he had no chance to defend himself. She
was slowly starting to put two and two together and she was almost convinced
that his denials about going through her underwear were actually truthful. So
could that mean that all the recent beatings he'd received had been at the
hands (or more accurately, the FEET!) of a woman? Could it even be that it was
a teenage girl who had destroyed him and now her mother had come to beat him
even harder? Was it that idea which was now filling his head?

This even shocked Paula, no matter how much she now wanted to beat him, how on
earth could her little daughter first, be physically able to do such a thing
and secondly, have the killer instinct to do such a thing in the first place?!
As Paula thought about this, her cunt started stinging ... her juices were now
ready to spit all over the man lying at her feet. The man she had put there
though her seduction and the power of her destructive legs. He was already
struggling to stay conscious from the few blows she had given him and she
hadn't even started yet! As she stood above him, she saw exactly what she
wanted to do to him. She would stab her steel heels into his torseau, rip it
with those killer sharp heels and stab his cock with them until it spilled
blood all down his balls. She would spray him with her orgasm and watch her
juices mingle with his blood, stolen, raped, ripped from him by her heels. She
was so deep in her thoughts that she wasn't even aware that she was already in
full swing, stomping brutally at his body. Her heels ripped into his skin,
which easily parted and offered no resistance to the sharp steel, just as the
owner of this weary male body could offer no resistance to the gorgeous
Goddess who was bringing tears to his eyes and forcing chilling screams from
deep within his soul.

Paula was in a trance as her heels ripped his cock apart, blood now streaming
everywhere. Right at that moment, a nuclear bomb exploded within her legs as
she sprayed her venom all over Dean. The sight was almost too much for her as
she momentarily almost lost her own consciousness. There was absolutely no
parallel whatsoever with any other sexual experience she had ever had. Here
was her bother in law, lying destroyed at feet. Her boots had massacred his
body - cut it to shreds - ripped his cock apart and there were her juices
running in rivers across the undulations of his body, sweeping away his blood
and dumping it unceremoniously on the living room carpet. There was just one
thing missing ... Paula stomped the sole of her boot into Dean's still erect
member and brutally beat hard against his manhood. It took seconds for him to
cum under her boot and now the scene of his humiliation was complete as his
sperm joined the fluid exodus toward the carpet. Paula couldn't help herself
as she felt more fluid streaming from her body, unaware that she was now
pissing all over him. Still entranced, she just let it flow, watching it
splatter hard against his skin, bouncing back high in to the air before
rejoining the flow streaming off his body onto the floor.

Paula finally came back down to earth and saw the complete mess she had
caused. But she wasn't finished yet ... !

"Get the fuck up - you better not think you get off that easily! Get on your
knees in front of me. Then I want you to look deep into my eyes and watch my
boot slamming into your face!"

As she said it, so it happened. Dean was on auto-pilot and just did exactly
what Paula said. She picked up on this instantly and simply could not believe
that it was happening. As she told Dean what she would do to him, her sexual
power increased exponentially only to explode off the chart when she watched
her words come true before her very eyes. This was just unbelievable!!

"Now watch my knee, my black silken knee drive right through your skull, but I
won't let you drop so I'll hold you up by your hair as I bring my knee back
and SMASH it into your face again! And then I want your face right inside my
pussy - your bloodied face, destroyed by my knee and by my killer black
leather, stiletto steel heeled knee boots - I want to crush your skull between
my thighs and then I'm going to pull your nose back and pinch it tight with my
fingers as I piss right into your mouth! Do you know what will happen next ...
?? No? well let me tell you ... You see this pair of tights I have had stuck
up my pussy the whole time ... watch as I pull them out, all wet and stinky -
just how you like my underwear, right?? Well, I am going to tie one foot round
your neck and you will stand up against the door as I pull the legs of the
tights over the top of the door and tie them in a knot round the door handle
on the other side. They will be incredibly tight so you might not be able to
breathe, but that's not my problem ... ! I'm doing this as I want you to
remain upright as I kick the living shit out of you! Now just enjoy the sight
of my right leg lifting high above my head as my steel heel FIRES down deep
into your chest. Then watch as my left boot BLASTS into your face with a
roundhouse, followed by a upper-cut kick from my right leg into your chin. But
the best is when I take a run at you, resting my arms on the table so that I
can spin around and LAUNCH both boots STEAMING into your fucking face! Oh and
then why don't I take a few brutal blasts at your balls and see if I can pop
one of them!? Would you like that, would you? How much do you want me to
destroy you? What if I leave you strung up like that till Mandy and the kids
get back? It will be clear then that a woman has completely humiliated and
annihilated you. Would Mandy still want to be married to someone like that?
Dean, I am prepared to do all that and more if necessary, for you to come
clean and admit your sins against my underwear ... !"

Just as Paula had explained, each devastating move became reality and now Dean
slumped, head down, strangled by the nylon around his neck could barely stay
awake. Paula pushed his head back to give him a little more air.

"If it wasn't you, then who was it?"

Coughing and spluttering, Dean forced out the few words he could muster ...
"Paula, please believe me, it wasn't me ... bu.. but I ... I , I really dare
not tell you. I can't. My life would not be worth living ... !"

Paula was now sure; it was Penny! Oh my God - her daughter had destroyed her
uncle and now he was shit scared of her! She looked at Dean's cock - it was
still hard ...

"Oh so now I know, you can't resist the feeling of being beaten up by a woman
can you? Just look at your cock after all I have done to do. That turns you on
doesn't it!? Can you come again for me? What if I rub you gently, this time,
with my stockinged knee?"

Paula's expression had now changed and was far more pleasant yet still shaded
with a touch of menace. Dean was her victim and he couldn't hold back his
thoughts any longer. He told her how he had always fancied her, but when he
saw how she was dressed today, he would do anything for her. He simply
couldn't resist her and now that she had destroyed him, he had become her
property even if he was married to Mandy, there was no use denying it ...

"Oh Dean, what trouble you are in now. This could ruin your life. It would
appear that I have your destiny within my hands or should I say, beneath my
feet! But I must admit what I did to you today excited me beyond my wildest
dreams and I want to do it again. I want to use by beautiful body, my killer
legs and my dirty mind to control you. From now on, you belong to me, although
from what I can understand, I might have to share you with my daughter ... !
Don't give me that look, it is obvious to me now, but the secret is safe with
me. Now when I have finished wanking you with my legs, I will let you down and
you will lick your blood off my boots and from now on whenever we are
together, even when the rest of the family are with us, you must find a way to
plant at least one kiss on my feet. That's the deal ... you fail to do that
and the secret is out and God only knows what Mandy and Penny will make of
that ... !! Oh and while you're at it ... lick your spunk of my fucking silk
stockings will you ... !!

When Paula got home, she went straight to Penny's room and it took a few
minutes only before she found her nylons stuffed into Penny's pillowcase and
there caked all over the fabric was dried blood! It really was Penny. Even
though she had just given Dean a really good beating, Paula was sure her
assault had been no where near as brutal as her daughters'. She felt so
energized by giving Dean such a beating but at the same time felt inadequate
compared to her teenage daughter. This also excited her though and wanted
nothing more than to see Penny take on Dean with her own eyes. She would help
set it up, but would stay hidden in the background. She would watch Penny
devastate and destroy him and when the beating was over, she would walk slowly
toward his battered body in her stilettos, listing to each loud click as her
heels hit the ground and then stand over him and piss all over him, not
forgetting a few good stabs of her heel into is defeated flesh! Oh yes, first
the daughter and finished off by the mother ... ! Paula shook herself out of
her erotic stupor only to see her knickers saturated with her own juices with
cascades running down her inner thighs.

What a day! Paula had never lived another quite like it, but was damn sure it
wouldn't be the last ... !!