Aunties Addition  
By Crossmanx at crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - Comments and ideas welcome
Jason has more to deal with as Aunties Private Club grows and rises!#


A follow on from - Aunties Secret, Aunties Private Club & Aunties Visitor,
based on an idea from Viv.

Aunties Addition

Jason, the young lad, was at home when he heard a knock at the front door, so
went to answer it. On the other side of the door was Elliot, Jason's best
friend, but this other young lad wasn't there to see Jason, no there was
another reason he was there. For the last few months or so the lives of both
Jason and Elliot had changed dramatically, as both lads had been drawn into a
new, exciting, dramatic and sometimes frightening world. A world where older
women rule and showed their dominance to the full, a world that Jason's Aunty
Clair had introduced him to and a world that Jason's Mum, Kim, had introduced
Elliot to.

The two lads stood there in the large hallway without saying a word, there was
some embarrassment as they both knew why the friend was there "Arrh there you
are!" The sultry voice of Kim, Jason's Mother broke the silence. Both lads
turned to see the woman walking down the stairs towards them. Kim was a 40
something very attractive blond, her strong, firm body was reaching the height
of its sexuality and it was Elliot's duty to provide this lustful woman with
all the satisfaction she required. Hence the reason he was there, Kim had
called the lad earlier and told him to get round to the house as she required
her 'toyboy' to perform his duties.

She was dressed in a short white robe, the cord pulled tight around her waist
to show her slim, shapely figure. In her hand was a familiar object, a dog
collar and lead, to be precise it was Elliot's dog collar and lead! Kim
ignored her son and made straight for her toyboy, Elliot stood there as the
older woman approach and unceremoniously started to place the collar and lead
around his neck. As she did so Kim looked down the long hallway through the
open door and into the kitchen at the far end of the house. Where she could
see her husband and Jason's Father, sat at the table reading his paper. "And
you can make yourself scarce for the rest of the day, I don't want to be
disturbed" there was an air of authority in her voice as she called out her
command to the man. Who immediately folded his paper and went to find his car
keys.

All the time she spoke and was looking away the collar was being fixed around
Elliot's neck, Kim had placed it on enough times now that she didn't need to
see what she was doing; it was almost second nature now. With the collar now
firmly in place the lad knew what to do and got down on his knees in front of
his Mistress. Jason felt embarrassed for himself and his friend at how easily
everyone now accepted how his Mother had changed and how dominant and in
control she was. But he certainly wasn't going to be the first to say
anything!

Then almost as an after though she noticed that her son was there "Oh, you're
still here, are all your chores done?" "Yes ... yes Mother everything is
done." She looked at him in a scornful manner "are you sure, is the light off
in your room?" "Yes ... Yes!" Jason remembered the last time he had left the
light on in his room and what had happened to him (Reader may wish to read the
story Aunties Visitor), and he wasn't going to make that mistake again! Kim
had a look of disappointment "well if you have done everything then go and see
your Aunty, she's expecting you and you had better behave, or you know what
she will do to you" Jason knew far too well not to disappoint his Aunt!

With that said Kim turned and headed back up the stairs, lead in hand and her
dutiful toyboy on all fours now being lead up to the bedroom so he could
please her. There was an upside to all this, he had permission to leave the
house and visit Aunty Clair! Jason grabbed his keys and headed for the door,
at the same time his Father also left, the two didn't talk, after recent
events and Kim getting involved in Aunty Clair's 'Private Club' things had
seriously changed around here and nothing had been said. But if either Jason
or his Father had said anything, done anything, then they would have come off
worse and both of them knew that!

As Jason headed over to his Aunty Clair's he thought back to what had
happened, how his lustful teenager's obsession with his gorgeous and sexy
Aunty had made him follow her to find out her secret. How he'd stumbled across
her 'Private Club' where men came and challenged her to a fight, and where she
used her superior and dominant martial arts skills to beat these men (Reader
may wish to read the stories Aunty Secret & Aunties Private Club). And how
he'd been drawn into all of this, how he was now his Aunt's 'gofer' he was the
one that set up the local Community Centre that she used for these 'events'.
He was the one that dealt with the men when they arrived and also assisted
them after they had been thoroughly beaten by his Aunt.

Jason was the one that did everything before and after each match, then after
the man had been beat, Aunty Clair sometimes would work Jason over. Just
because he was her Nephew didn't mean she went easily on him, she beat him
just as she would beat any man that took the challenge to fight her. And this
lad had been on the receiving end of some sound thrashings. But there was one
up side to all this, Aunty Clair liked her Nephew, she liked his big cock and
she liked the way he adored her, how he could take a good beating and how he
lasted, both in one of their sessions in her 'Private Club' and when he was
satisfying her and reliving all her sexual tensions.

But now he knocked on the door of his Aunt's house and it opened. Jason walked
in to see his Aunty Clair stood there, like his Mother, she was in her 40's,
she was a few inches taller than Jason, with short dark curly hair and dark
eyes. She was gorgeous with a soft completion and very desirable red lips. To
look at this attractive woman you would never know she could be so cruel and
hurtful, but when you got to really know her, you found out that was one of
her strong attractions. She had a well-toned body, curvy and with a set of
large, desirable breasts. In a Judo suit, she looked stunning, and now dressed
in a short red, silk robe she looked fantastic.

Aunty Clair moved closer to her Nephew, placed her hand around his head and
pulled him closer to her so she could kiss him. As their mouths met and
tongues went to work there was the sound of keys and shuffling, Jason's Uncle
had obviously been told to get out of the house like his Father had, and
trying to ignore his wife and Nephew in their embrace he left without saying a
word. Once he had left Aunty Clair's hand moved down onto her Nephew groin,
she unzipped him and pulled out his large eager cock. They carried on standing
there, in the hallway, kissing, as the Aunt started to stimulate her Nephew's
cock, her hand held him and moved back and forth, back and forth.

His Aunt was a gorgeous, wonderful woman, one to be admired, worshiped, feared
and loved. She was his Aunt, his Mistress, his tormentor and torturer, but
also she was his teaser, his seductress and his lover. As for Aunty Clair,
well she enjoyed the fact that her Nephew had a big cock and knew how to use
it. She liked that about him, and also that he was infatuated with her meant
that he was even more easily controlled and submissive to her. As her hand
worked on his cock she could feel the tension in him, he so wanted her and
that pleased Clair, but she would 'play' with him some more before she allowed
him the privilege of touching her. Her experienced hand would milk him some
more, she would slowly and agonisingly work his young hard cock until he cum
for her. Then and only then would she allow him to please her.

Over the next few hours two young lads, Jason and Elliot went about pleasuring
the two older women, Aunty Clair and Kim, until the women where finally
satisfied!

Once Jason had completed his duties of satisfying his Aunt's sexual needs he
was kicked out of the house on sent on his way to carry out his other duties
of preparing for Aunty Clair's private club. So Jason headed down to the local
community centre that had been booked out by Clair for her latest challenge
due that evening. Jason went around as normal making sure the hall was set up
for the 'event', the blue mats where laid out and the dressing rooms were all
in order ready for everyone's arrival.

When Aunt Clair arrived she went straight into the women's changing dressing
room to get ready, shortly followed by two cars pulling up and the men coming
into the centre to check whether they were at the right place. Jason showed
the men to their changing room. His Aunt's latest challenger's tonight were
two men, the first was a younger man, older than Jason, maybe 20 or so,
average height and build. The other was a tall man, the tallest that Jason had
seen maybe early 30's and a strong looking man. After they had changed into
their gi's, Jason had shown them to the door of the main hall "Miss Clair will
meet you inside in a moment" and left him there. Aunty Clair liked to be
referred to as 'Miss Clair' at these events it gave the men a different mental
imagine of her before they actually met her.

Jason now quickly made his way up a flight of stairs and onto the unlit
viewing balcony that over looked the main hall area. When he stepped back
against the wall and hid in the shadows he could watch the fight without being
seen and so see his gorgeous and deadly Aunty in action. The new challengers
entered the main hall of the community centre and looked around, the place was
empty but it had obviously been set up for their visit there. The central area
of the hall was covered with those large blue mats used in various sports and
marital arts clubs.

A door opens, the men turn to see 'Miss Clair' ... Aunty Clair ... enter.
She's a tall woman, but nowhere near as tall as the older man, she older than
they had though, mid 40's or so, dark hair and very attractive. She sauntered
over to the matted dressed in her traditional gi's and looked quiet striking,
not many women could look that sexy whilst dressed like that. Both the men and
Jason are impressed by her. But the men are concentrating on the fight ahead
of them, after all its not that often you get a chance to pit your skills in a
'private no holds bar match', especially when the opposition is female! And
with the promise that whoever wins can take their own prize! Well that's not
an offer you can turn down, especially now that the men had seen that that
Miss Clair was their opponent.

She reached the side of the matted area and stopped, looked at both men and
motioned for them to kneel down at the side of the mat, which they did. She
has a towel in her hand and is rubbing the back of her neck with it as she
again looks at each of them. The youth, quiet nice, strong, eager and fast she
thought, then the older man, tall, that was a good advantage for him,
experience and probably skilled she thought, 'who to take first?'

Miss Clair throws her towel to the taller man, who catches it and then beckons
to the youth, 'You're first!' He gets to his feet and steps onto the matted
area, the pair approached each other in the centre, eyes fixed on their
opponent. As they stood in front of each other and about to bow before the
fight started, Clair, the attractive older woman looked at her much younger
opponent, she smiled and winked. The younger man flinched; a puzzled look
betrayed his momently lack of concentration and the older woman made her move
WHOOSSHH! THUD! In that split second she'd stepped forward, grabbed him,
turned and throws him down to the floor SMACK! The younger man slapped the mat
with his hand in frustration at the simple move the woman had done, he rolled
over and using that strong, young and supple body of his he flipped himself up
and back onto his feet WHACK! ARRRHHHH!

Only problem was that the woman was just as tough, just as agile but also
older and wiser, as he'd gone to flip himself upwards, in an obvious showoff
move, Aunty Clair had rushed in, twisted and brought her foot around, down and
straight into his unprotected gut as he came up. She drove the younger man
back down to the floor; he hit the mat hard and bounced off it, and as he had
rebounded the woman throws herself into a forward flip. Her hands now used his
hurting gut as her springboard; for her to complete her move, he's not the
only one that could 'show off.'

With the first strikes made and the 'showing off' done, it was time to get
down to the real stuff. Ignoring the pain the younger man, keeping a very
close eye on Miss Clair, rolled, moved and got back to his feet. He shook
himself and with a fighting stance taken, he made his way towards the woman.
He lashed out with alternate fists that drove out at her, Clair, dogged and
moved, each strike missing her as she stepped backwards with each fist that
came her way. She parred and blocked the man's fists and strikes, defending
herself as she backed up at the same time.

Although he had not landed a blow on her the young man's confidence was
growing as he drove the woman backwards. He held her gaze, trying to work out
what she would do, then she smiled again and winked, but he wasn't going to
lose concentration again he wasn't going to make that mistake ag ... ...
SMACK! Jason smiled from up above on the viewing balcony as he watched his
Aunt's foot shoot out unexpectedly and drives into the younger man's gut. He
was concentrating more on holding that stare, looking confident and
concentrating too much on not losing his concentration!

The young man's face screwed up in pain and he closed his eyes for a split
second and she's caught him off guard again then SMACK! Her open fist slammed
into his face, stunning the man, there was a yelp of surprise then WOOSSHHHH!
THUD! The older woman throws herself into a spinning kick, her foot comes
around and slammed into the man's chest, sending him staggering backwards and
jolting him, the woman spins again but this time she steps closer and CRACK!
Now her clenched fist comes around and drives hard into his face, there's a
loud cry of agony as his nose his splattered across his face followed by
CRUNCH! As her knee strikes up into his soft groin and drops the young man to
his knees.

Aunty Clair could have finished him there and then but she stands there in
front of his, ignoring his wimpish cry's, she turns to the tall, older man,
stretches out her hand and beckons him to her with her hand 'come on, come and
have a go!' Aunty Clair's face is attractive, confident and challenging all at
the same time.

The tall man rises to his feet and steps over towards her, his arms down by
his side but fists clenched, and a man who also has a self-assured look. He's
seen what she can do, but both the tall man and Aunty Clair knew that this
younger man would be no real challenge. The tall man is assured that this
woman won't be too much of a threat to him, she was ok, had done a few good
moves but he was better than her, as she was about to find out. He gets closer
and strikes out with his right fist, which the woman dodges with a quick move
of her flexible body. But as she moves and turns the man's other fist, his
strongest fist, drives around to catch her off guard. Jason gasps as he could
see Aunty Clair avoid the first strike but from his vantage point he can now
see the tall man's other fist coming around 'God he's going to hit her!'

But the man's attempt at a 'faint' wasn't that good, when she'd thrown the
towel to the man he'd caught it in his left hand, a clear indication as to
what fist he would lead with and what was his strongest. She had expected some
kind of devious move; the man had that kind of a face, so when his right fist
came out first she played his game and provide him with a target he couldn't
resist. She had her back to his other hand, and knew what he would try after
turning to miss the first fist, so she now ducked down whilst still twisting
around. The man's stronger right fist now past over the woman's head, just
missing her as she dropped down, then as she carried on twisting around
CRUNCH!

The older woman's fist had come up as she'd turned and she drove it up hard
and fast pounding into the man's groin and smashing his manhood followed by a
loud scream of pure agony. Jason was relieved that his Aunt was safe, but also
winced at the thought of what had just happened to the man. The dodge, spin,
twist, dropping and then throwing her fist up into his groin had been quite a
move. The tall man staggered backwards, holding himself and gasping for
breath. Thankful for him the younger man was back on his feet and he could
take the woman's attention while he tried to regain his composure!

Aunty Clair didn't mind which one it was she was happy enough to go back to
the younger man, his face was blood and smeared from where he'd wiped the
blood away with his jacket sleeve. But he was standing and still though he
stood a chance against her, she had to admire that. Aunty Clair moved to the
man she throws a couple of punches which the younger man blocked, but she
hadn't meant to hit him just get closer. Now she grabbed on him, the man
realises what she's doing and grabbed onto her as well. Now the older woman
tussled and wrestled with the younger man, younger verses older, man verses
woman.

The younger, stronger man knew his superior strength would win this one, so
was surprised when he felt just how strong the woman was and how she was
starting to control him THUD! THUD! THUD! She pulled him closer to her and
drove her knee up into his body, slamming and hurting him. Then WHACK!
ARRRHHH! Her knee crashed into his groin, shocking the man and stopping him as
he struggled, then she grabs onto his head, turns and WOOSSSHHH! THUD! Over
her shoulder he went and down into the mats WHACK! Her foot followed smashing
into his face.

She was just about to drive another foot hard down on him when a hand grabbed
her shoulder and spun her around, the tall man stood there, angry, annoyed and
wanting revenge. He'd pulled himself together enough to tackle her again
SMACK! His hand came round fast and slapped Aunty Clair across the face, now
it was the woman that had been caught off guard, having been concentrating too
much on her younger opponent SLAP! His other hand came across her, she
staggered backwards, he was determined to make her suffer and enjoy his
upcoming victory.

She looked stunned so he kicks out, a high kicks obviously aimed at the
woman's head, but she's too good, even when taken by surprise, as the foot
came around towards her, she drops down and WHACK! Her fist shots out, the
man's unprotected groin was again her target, he cried out in pain and
staggered backwards, he wobbled and swayed, as his strike foot came back down
he somehow he manages to steady himself. That was close, 'almost fell over'
WHACK! Aunty Clair carried on her attack, she ran at the man as he staggered
backwards then launched herself up at him, her foot shot out and dove into the
man. He went flying; crashing to the floor, and as he fell the woman was onto
him, WHACK! CARCK! THUD! Feet and fists lashed out, after all he had hit her
and she was going to make him pay for that AAARRRRRHHHH! Her foot once more
drove hard into the downed man's groin as the older woman carried on pummeling
him.

With the two men now down and hurt the older woman could enjoy herself, she
went from one to the other slapping, punching, kicking and hurting them, blood
ran down their faces as she pounded them until they could fell no more. Aunty
Clair dragged the younger man up onto his knees, holding him there by the hair
on his head, his young limp body a battered mess. She moved her leg backwards
and CRACK! Her knee powered forwards into his face and dropped him for the
last time that night. Then over to the tall man, again she pulls him up,
somehow his limp body managed to stay there, even if it was slumped position
propped up on his knees. She took a step backwards and throws herself into a
spin, he foot came hammering around and collide with the side of the man's
head and the second man's sent crashing to the floor for the last time as
well.

With the men defeated there was one last thing to do, she dragged them next to
each over, pulled down their trousers and grasped a cock in each hand, the
woman Clair, Miss Clair, Aunty Clair now milked the men. Her trademark end to
another challenge and another win to her, the men were still conscious, if
only just, she had perfected how to take a man down and still have him awake,
if only bearly. A man must be beaten and know he's beaten, that means
physically and mentally beating him. Hitting him, hurting him and knocking him
to the floor was one thing, but to milk him is the final humiliation, after
this they would pass out, then wake up hurting and in pain. They would also
wake up in their own goo and mess and know that a woman has beat them and
controlled them. That was how to humiliate a man!

She got the men hard and worked them and soon she had both men shooting their
load over themselves. The milking complete and the final humiliation inflicted
Aunty Clair could smile as she had won again. Also smiling was Jason, he loved
to watch his Aunt she was the most stunning women he had ever seen or hope to
see. With her victory sealed it was now down to Jason to carry on with the
rest of his duties and deal with the fallen men. But as he now rushed down the
stairs and back to the hall he was very weary that also his Aunt might not
have been satisfied with her victory and that was when she then turned on her
Nephew!

Jason got to the hall doors, paused to prepare himself, just in case, BANG!
There was a noise behind him, he turned quickly but the corridor was empty, he
listened 'nothing?' He couldn't go and see what it might have been as you
didn't want to keep Aunty Clair waiting, especially after she had just won a
fight and she was in her 'excited mood!' He entered the hall, the two men were
out cold on the floor, and they wouldn't be recovering any time soon. There
was Aunty Clair stood in the middle of the matted area, she looked over to her
Nephew and a dirty grin came over her attractive face.

She stretched out her arm towards Jason and beckoned to him with her finger
'Come Here!' The nervous lad slowly stepped towards her, he knew that look and
knew what was going to happen next. But suddenly something different happened
CLICK! "What?" Jason was surprised as all the lights went out CREEK! BANG! A
noise from behind him, he turned at the obvious sound of the hall doors
opening and slamming shut. "Didn't think you were going to make it" his Aunt's
voice spoke to whoever just walked in 'what was going on?'

Jason took a couple of steps, going around and around trying to get use to the
dark and hopefully make out something, but there was nothing, no light from
anywhere. But there was sound CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! That was not his bare
footed Aunt! FUP! FUP! FUP! That was the sound of his Aunt's feet on the mat,
but what was the other ... ... WHACK! OOOOHHHWWW! Something struck him hard
across his upper arm THUD! UUUHHHHHH! Again he was struck but this time it was
across his chest, it was quick and hard and very painful, he staggered
backwards and almost tumbled over. The darkness added to his disorientation
and seemed to make it harder to gain his balance SMACK!

Another blow caught him across his torso, the lad again stumbled, but this
time he recognized the blow that hit him. It was Aunty Clair, her unmistakable
soft judo suit, followed by a powerful leg that had slammed into him so many
times before, so who made the first strike? Jason steadied himself and again
turned around in a circle, desperately trying to protect himself in the dark
from his Aunty and ?

WALLOP! OOWWW! A sharp stinging blow, a kick that drove into his backside,
making the lad stagger forward and SMACK! Straight into a very solid and
strong fist that connected with his jaw and sent the lad spinning around and
back to where he came from CRUNCH! The foot that had kicked him up the arse
now smashed into his groin, it was a bare foot and so was his Aunty! Jason
grabbed hold of the painful area he now had, but still had a bit of a clear
mind and realised he needed to get out of the way. He tried to move to the
side but ARRRHHH!

Suddenly he was grabbed around the neck from behind, a strong arm had come
around and seized him, now it held him and was controlling him. It was now
that Jason could feel what this other person was wearing and smell it ... ...
Leather! That meant one thing, one person, his Mother, Kim! The woman loved
the feeling of leather against her, just as much as she enjoyed punishing and
ruling her son. Jason tried to struggle but his Mother was strong, since
learning about the 'Private Club' the woman had toned her body and learnt,
she'd learnt a lot from Clair and was putting those lessons to use on her son
THUD! ARRRHHHH!

She drove her knee hard into her sons back, pounding his spine, hurting him
and sending him a clear signal that she was the one in charge here. Her arm
tightened its hold around his neck and the lad was taken down onto his knees
THUD! A bare foot struck the struggling lad in the chest Aunty Clair was still
there and determined to have her go at Jason. The arm suddenly released its
hold on him, 'Thank God!' WHACK! Aunty Clair's was now free to deliver and
spinning kick, that smashed into the side of his head and sent him spinning.

Jason twirling around and lurched forward, he tried to gain his balance as he
fell forward but something got in his way and he feel against something firm.
A second of disorientation and he put his hands on the object to push himself
off, but as he placed his hands he realized, with horror, that his hands where
touching leather. Even worse it was leather wrapped around two large round
objects 'Oh good!' His hands where on his Mothers ... ..WHACK! A fist shot
out, striking his face hard and sending the lad tumbling down to the floor.

He rolls out of the way, scared and wanting to get away, then pushes himself
up back onto his feet, his eyes are starting to get use to the dark and is
sure he can make out something, but how far away it is he can't tell WHACK!
Too close! He sees stars and lights as a strong fist slams straight into his
face, Jason lurches rearward, his arms fly out to the side to try and stead
himself, but before he can fall he's grabbed by both his arms then WHACK!
SMACK! With his Mother holding one of his outstretched arms and his Aunt on
the other side holding the other, they start to drive their legs, feet and
boots into his body.

As the Mother and Aunt hold the lads arms and keep him in position they let
loose with harsh and hard kicks, pounding his upper body and torso, Kim lets
loose with her leather clad leg and boots, slamming them into her son. Whilst
Clair drives her cloth covered legs and bare foot into her Nephew, pounding
his young firm physique, that later she might consider enjoying! The women
hammer and smash his body as they hold him there, until suddenly they let go
of his arms and WOOOSSHHH THUD! Both women twist, turn and deliver spinning
kicks into his chest, Jason's thrown back, he' sent staggering and tumbling.
As he stumbles his foot comes across the already fallen body of one of Aunty
Clair's earlier victims, it trips him up and sends Jason crashing down to the
floor.

It's an unnerving feeling falling over the broken men in the dark and the lads
doesn't like it, hurt and in pain he still manages to move away quickly from
the still bodies of the other losers. Jason clambered around in the dark and
on the floor, CLICK! CLICK! CLICK! FUP! FUP! FUP! The only sound is that of
his Mother's leather boots and his Aunt's bare feet moving around 'how could
these women manage to do this in the dark?' Jason tries to be a quiet as he
can, controls his breathing and hopefully they won't ... ... ' UUUHHHHH!
Strong hands, whose he didn't know, drags him upwards and onto his feet, as
soon as he was up WHACK! A bare foot, as Aunty Clair slams into him knocking
him backwards THUD! A harsh, driving, painful strike to his back, his Mothers
leather boot, sending her son stumbling forwards WHACK!

Aunty Clair's strong mature fist struck his chin, spinning her Nephew around
and sending him back towards his Mother CRUCNH! A leather boot kicks out,
pounding into Jason's gut, driving the air out of him and passing him back to
his loving Aunt WOOSSHH! The judo Aunt grabbed her Nephew, spun around and
throws him over her shoulder sending him flying, it's a horrible, sickening
feeling, even if it was for just a second or two. Flying through the dark
empty hall, not knowing which way was up or down, not knowing when you will
hit the floor or how. Those few seconds seemed like and entirety, until
finally THUD! Face first he found the floor!

But he wasn't there for long, another set of strong female hands grab onto the
lad and bring him upwards SMACK! Jason is again sent tumbling after a new
female fist smacks him one, he falls against someone, he can feel cloth and
that very faint smell of his Aunties favorite perfume. His face has fallen
into a mixture of cloth and flesh, soft female flesh and he realises he's
falling into his Aunts ample cleavage, that is always on show when she wearing
her sexy gi! For a moment he's in paradise UFFFHHH! But Aunty isn't ready for
that kind of fun, just yet, her fist slams into his gut, then she spins and
WHACK! Her foot comes around slamming into him and knocking his round and down
to his knees.

Before he can do anything hands come down on his head, there's a distinct
smell of leather and WHACK! A strong leather clad thigh is sent ponding into
the side of his head, the Mother sends her son to the floor.

CLICK! FLICKER! The hall lights slowly come to life, Jason is lying on the
ground, and he's facing away from the door so all he can see is the still
unconscious men for Aunty Clair's earlier 'event'. Then his Aunt's voice, "we
were wondering where you was, let's go and see what you've brought with you
then." There are footsteps and the sound of the hall door closing and Jason
can at last relax!

"HUH!" Jason must have fallen into a sleep as he jolts himself awake; the hall
is empty apart from the two men who are also just coming too. The lad knows
his duties and helps the defeated men to the changing room, after being beaten
and humiliated by Miss Clair the men don't hang around, they leave quickly and
without saying anything, as all her challengers do. That just leaves Jason
with the job of tidying up the hall, which he does, then outside the women's
changing room he can hear voices, they are muffled and unclear. He use to know
where there was a hole that he had used to spy into the women's changing room,
but Aunty Clair had caught him using it, that had been a bad beating, and that
little secret of his was well and truly taken away from him!

On the door handle to the women's changing room is a dog color and lead, Jason
knows that it must be Elliot in there with his Mother and Aunt. The dejected
lad now makes his lonely way home, Elliot is with his Aunt and the Jason is so
jealous of his so called best friend! When he got home Jason fell onto his bed
and into a deep sleep, his body crying out to rest and a chance to recover
until the next time!

A couple of days went by and Jason got the call from Aunty Clair to once again
go down and prepare the community centre for another 'event'. The dutiful
Nephew carried out his Aunties instruction and set the hall up and made sure
the changing rooms where ready. Whilst in the hall he heard the main doors
open and footsteps, he looked at his watch and presumed it was Aunty Clair
arriving to get ready, as she normally did. Several minutes went by and there
was no sign of that evenings challenger or challengers, Jason went out outside
a number of times to look around but no cars had turned up, strange! Also
strange was the floor in the corridor, white power on it! 'Talcum powder' very
strange, he cleared up the mess or Aunty would beat him for not doing his job.

Then he went back to the main hall as he stepped inside he stopped in his
tracks 'Oh my God!' There stood in the middle of the matted area was Jenny,
Mrs Cooper and Elliot's Mum! "There you are, come in I've been waiting for
you." Elliot's mum was a very attractive woman, but Jason had never thought he
would have a chance with her, and after being drawn into his gorgeous Aunts
world, he had almost forgotten about her. But now he suspected that things
might have just changed! "Your Mother had a quiet chat with me, she told me
all about her and Elliot, at first I was shocked then though 'what the hell'
every woman deserves and fit young lad now and again."

Jason swallowed hard, it was not due to what she was saying but how she was
dressed Jenny, Mrs Cooper, was wearing an all in one rubber cat suits, it was
tight, very tight and clung to and molded itself around her body, around every
curve, crevasse, bump, shapely corner and turn. It was a shocking electric
blue colour with built in high held boots, which made the woman's long, bold,
fiery red hair standout even more. Jenny now walked towards the shocked Jason
as he just stood there in awe and as she reached him WHACK!

The back of her hand smashed his across his face "you can stop staring"
WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! The rubber clad woman grabbed the stunned lad and throws him
down to the floor "I heard all about you and your Aunt's little club WHACK"
that built in boot slammed into Jason sending him rolling over THUD! Followed
by a second boot into his now exposed back ARRRHHHHH! "As your Mother and Aunt
are using my boy they thought it only proper to invite me to join, so now I
can share the benefits of the club!" Jenny reached down, hauled Jason upwards
and drove her rubber covered thigh into Jason's face, a new experience, feel,
texture and smell for the lad and not altogether that unpleasant!

"But I've been told that I need to get some more experience with dealing with
men and how to handle them so, your Aunt and Mother said I could practice on
you for now!" CRACK! Another boot slammed into the lad as Jenny started to get
the hang of this domination thing. Jenny garbed Jason's hair and wrenched the
lads head backwards; he cried out in pain, she certainly was getting use to
it! The good looking woman looked down at the shocked lad, her son's best
friend, and he looked up at her. The rubber suit was tight around her large
breasts and he could clearly see that all of this had aroused her "and if
you're wondering, right now Elliot is doing your Mother and Rory, my toyboy,
is being enjoyed by your Aunt!" 'Rory?' Jason knew the name but he was more a
friend to Elliot's SMACK! "It seems to join this club you have to bring
something with you to share with the rest" WHACK! Another hard hand pounded
Jason as he tried to take in all that was happening "So let's see how good you
are and if I'm impressed I might fuck you!" WHACK!

That evening and Jason was kicked and beaten around the hall by the rubber
clad woman, Jenny was not as skilled or as brutal as his Aunt or as cruel and
wicked as his Mother. But this rubber clad older woman was eager to learn and
to get stuck it, which is what she did. And for Jason it was a new experience,
the smell and feel of a rubber covered woman was quiet something, different to
the aroma and texture of leather or the touch and scent of his Aunties gi. And
once Jenny had ponded and whipped his arse, once Jason had called out in pain
and agony and pleaded with her to stop, once he was beaten, then his best
friends Mum dragged him into the changing room. She'd ripped off his cloths
and allowed him to peel the tight rubber suit off of her, and once that was
done she fucked him!

Jason didn't know what time he got home, or how he got home, he fell onto his
bed and went straight into a coma, desperate for sleep and time to recover,
again!

Much, much later he woke, at first he wasn't sure if what he'd remembered was
really true, but then his aching body told him that yes it did all really
happen. He showers, spending a long time letting the water run over his aching
body, then dresses and made his way down stairs. He walks down the hallway
towards the kitchen, but as he passes the living room an arm comes out, a hand
grabs him and he's dragged into the room. The strong arm wrenches him off his
feet and throws him down to the floor.

Jason shakes himself, looks up and can see his Mother stood there now looking
down at him "what time do you call this ... ... getting up late are you?" The
attractive blond older woman, his Mother, is dressed in one of her many
leather outfits, long boots, tight trousers and an equally tight sleeveless
leather waistcoat top, all jet black and she looks stunning. Not that Jason
would think that but to Elliot her toyboy this leather clad older woman was
sex on legs. That well-polished leather boot kicks out into her son WHACK!
OOOUUUHHH! "You should have been up hours ago and done your chores, I
shouldn't have to come home and find out that nothings been done around here
... ... " WHACK! She kicks out again " ... ... do you expect me to clean this
place ... ... DO YOU?" If he wanted to still be in one piece by the end of
that day he wasn't going to answer that question!

The Mother kicks out again and slams her boot into Jason, sending the lad
rolling across the floor "get up" she calls out, he knows he must do as she
says, or else. Halfway up and Kim is onto her son THUD! Her knee drives into
him she carries on throwing the leather clad knee hard into his already
hurting body, yelling at him to get to his feet as she carries on pounding
him. Jason battles his way up under the constant hammering from one knee and
boot and then the other. Eventually he makes his way up onto his feet where
Kim now lashes out with her fists, punching him and then with her open hand
she slaps the lad across his head and face.

Jason tries a pitiful excuse of needing sleep and time to recover but his
Mother is making it very clear that there is no excuse for him not to do this
chores, no excuse at all WHACK! THUD! The women beats, slaps, kicks and
punches him, her knee comes up and catches him just right, causing him great
pain and making the lads legs buckle. Then her hard fists follow and Jason is
sent down onto his knees, stronger female fists follow and he's pounded down
to the floor. Jason is pummeled and thrashed until he's a curled up wreck, a
sobbing lad on the floor and all this could have been avoided if only he had
done his chores!

Kim moves closer to Jason, reaches down and grab the little shit by his hair,
pulling her lazy good for nothing son up onto his knees SMACK! She slaps him
hard across his face once, twice, three times, each strike harder than the one
before it. Then swings her legs around and over his head, now she has Jason
head trapped between her strong leather clad thighs, the lads is looking down
at her boots, the boots that have struck him many times and he has to polish.
Kim pushes her tights together and so squeezes Jason's head. The pressure is
hurting the lad and as the woman applies even more "Please ... Please ... "
DING! DONG!

Saved by the door bell, he hopes, Kim release her grip and storms out of the
room, the front door fly's open as she answers it, and there is stood Elliot.
The woman reaches out, grabs the lad and drags her toyboy inside; she throws
his against the nearest wall. Now she assaults him with her mouth and tongue,
the shocked Elliot can only guess that he has interrupted Kim whist she is
'disciplining' Jason, she is always hot and randy after being dominant. He
likes that about her! They rampantly kiss and Kim grabs the lads crouch,
felling him grow for her, she wants him! She lashes at her leather waistcoat
top ripping it open and off to reveal a tight leather bra underneath it. She
grabs Elliot head and thrust it down into her bosom, holding him there against
her large breasts, suffocating the lad, but he love it!

The thrill of beating her son and the stirring she has due to the arrival of
her toyboy, means that Kim is a wild animal now, she throws Elliot down to the
floor "stay there" then she heads back into the living room. Jason is still
recovering as his mother comes up to him and WHACK! CRACK! THUD! ARRRHHHHH!
Outside in the hallway and all Elliot can hear is a fierce attack going on and
his friend Jason's voice sobbing and pleasing for mercy, which is flowed by
the sound of more thrashing, pounding and beating of the poor lad. The
suddenly the noise stops, its quiet, too quiet!

A very jubilant and aroused Kim steps out of the living room and looks down at
Eliot, the look in her eyes is worrying, scary and arousing "now for you!" She
comes at him ... ... !

A few days later, and after some people have had a chance to recover! Jason
receives a call from his Aunty, he's told to go to the community centre that
evening. Another 'event' for his Aunty to win he thought. So that evening and
promptly on time he arrives at the centre, but when he gets there he finds
both Elliot and Rory. The main door was open, which is unusual as Jason has
the keys for the main door, all three lads go inside, a bit worried and wary
of what is going on, but all three have been told to attend and know they must
entre. The place is quiet and seems empty, the lads make their way down the
corridor towards the main hall, they pause before entering. Finally with
Jason's nervous hand on the door he pushes it open and they enter.

The three lads stand there inside the hall "about time as well!" The hall is
set up with the blue mats and standing in the middle of them are three women,
Aunty Clair in her judo gi, looking stunning as ever. Kim in her tight black
leather outfit, looking incredible fearsome. And Jenny in her shocking
electric blue rubber cat suit, looking totally awesome. Aunty Clair steps
forward "so boys it looks like my private club is growing, so who going to
take who tonight?" The three lads look at each other, not quite sure what she
might mean by all that. Did she mean that ... ... CLICK! Suddenly all the
lights go out and it's time for Aunti es Private Club to start ... ... !