Aunties Regime 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome 
Matt wants to impress his Aunty, but can he without breaking any of her rules! 


A follow on from - Aunties Rules - inspired by an idea from Sam

Aunties Regime

Matt was on the phone to his mother "Please Mum ... Pleas ... " he was finding
it very difficult to concentrate on the call as his Aunties foot was gently
massaging his throbbing cock. "I know you said it would be only for a couple
of weeks ... " His face screwed up as his Aunties foot rubbed that bit harder
"But ... But Aunty Caroline said its ok and I quiet like it here.." OOOWWW! A
gentle knock of his balls from her foot and a stern look of 'You only 'Quiet
like it' here' as Aunty Caroline looks down at her naked young Nephew laying
at her feet. "What was that Matt?" Paula, Matt's Mum, knew her sister-in-law
would be in full control of her son as he made his pleading phone call to stay
at his Aunty Caroline's as long as he could.

It had been Paula who had sent her lazy son off for some 'special training' to
his Aunty, a woman who believed in rules and making sure the rules where
obeyed or else! During his short stay, Aunty Caroline had taught her Nephew
her rules and the price he would pay for breaking them. She found it amusing
to get him to strip naked and lay at her feet while he pleaded to stay with
her for longer. As her foot played with his large hard cock the constant
change in his tone of voice, the strained expressions on his face as she
expertly massage him only went to amuse the older woman.

OOOOHHHHH! "What was that Mum?" "Oh nothing Matt ... ... I'm sure it will be
OK for you to stay a bit longer ... Tell your Aunt Caroline I'll talk to her
tomorrow I have to go now ... Be a good boy, I'll see you soon." Paula put
down the phone quickly, she looked down at her girlfriend who was busy kissing
and running her tongue over Paula's large breasts. "You naught girl ... Now
we've hours before that stupid husband of mine is home ... ... So where were
we?"

Matt replaced the receiver back on the phone that was placed next to his head,
Aunty Caroline looked down, she looked stunning "well?" Matt's face beamed
"Mum said I could stay" then Aunty Caroline stopped her massage of his cock.
The lads face dropped to one of horror, his Aunt stood up. She was a tall
woman, as she tower over him he could just make out her short brown hair, with
that hint of red, that small indication of her fiery side. The older woman, in
her mid 40's had a great body, those long shapely legs that rose up into her
dressing gown, tied up around that slim waits. And those large breast that
jutted out, if it wasn't for the fact that she was deliberately looking down
at him he was sure they would block out his view of that attractive face.

She deliberately massaged his cock with her naked foot only for the time he
was talking to his mother, now she had stopped she could see those puppy dogs
eyes and her Nephews pitiful express of 'Please!' She so enjoyed her ability
to control through sex, she would enjoy herself when she wanted to, not when
he wanted to.

"Remember Rule 3. No mess! I'm not having you cuming and making a mess on the
carpet." She stepped onto his chest then over him as she made her way to the
stairs and up to her room. A dejected Matt gathered his cloths, he headed off
to his downstairs room along the long corridor. When his Aunty had ordered him
to strip in front of her he though she was going to use his body for her
pleasure. Even though she controlled him and used him for only what she wanted
and when she wanted it, the experience was fantastic and frustrating at the
same time. Frustrating when he was not allowed to cum or touch her wonderful
body, it drove the young lad crazy. Fantastic having his Aunty ride him until
she orgasmed was something that was just an unbelievable experience.

A short while later "Matt", the young Nephew came running to his Aunties call,
She was dressed in a skirt and tight top, ready to go out. His Aunty held out
a piece of paper "here's your chores for the day" the now daily list of what
he had to do. "I'll be back later" as she was about to leave "make sure
everything is done" Matt quickly scanned the list of chores, the last thing on
the list read ... ... 'Get Aunty a present.'

"But Aunty Caroline this last thing 'get you a present' I don't have much
money and ... " The older woman's face turned into a scowl, she slowly walked
over to her Nephew, with that sexy wiggle of hers. Her tone was stern "Rule 2
while you're staying here you work and do chores, you pay your way." Matt
swallowed hard, the look on her face told him that he had screwed up! WHACK!
The sexy older woman slapped her Nephew hard across his face CRACK! A equally
hard backhander across the other side, Matt dropped down on one knee.

Aunty Caroline was now in the mood to reinforce her rules to him THUD! Her
knee shot out into the lads chest, Matt fell to the floor, clutching his hurt
upper body, his Aunty unzipped her skirt and let it fall, she gathered it up
and neatly placed it over a nearby chair. Off came the woman top, she stood
there in her sexy black underwear and high heeled shoes. She knew she would
have to 'explain her rules' and didn't want to mess up her clothes

"Rule 1. Don't ever be late for Aunty" CRUNCH! Her foot slammed into already
sore torso, she followed this up with a few more well placed kicks that where
sure to hurt the lad. She grabbed her Nephew by his hair dragging the
youngster upwards.

"Rule 2. You do all the chores to pay your way, there's no free rides her boy"
WHACK! Her strong thigh drove hard into Matt's face, she didn't let him fall
back to the floor. The older woman had hold of the younger lad and sent her
other firm, toned thigh into the other side of his face. Aunt Caroline was a
strong believer in sharing and making sure those at her feet got their fairs
share of pain and hurt everywhere!

"Rule 3. No mess ... But you know that!" CRACK! Aunties fist smashed into her
Nephew CRACK! CRACK! Again and again to make sure Matt understood. The young
lad was stunned and disorientated by his Aunt's attack. She pulls him back to
his feet.

"Rule 4. You will never" she took a step closer to him, her hot breath on his
face "never ... speak out of tone to your Aunty" WALLOP! She throw her elbow
into the side of his face, the hard bone smashed into his cheek, knocking him
backwards. She again got close as the older woman now used her fists on his so
called strong male body, the Nephew could smell his Aunts perfume and felt the
pain as her strong fists drove into his body. She was too close for him to do
anything, he was unable of defending himself. She turned quickly, Matt was too
stunned from her pounding to protect himself, she slammed her arm backwards,
that elbow now crashed into his gut winding the lad.

Matt gasped for breath "Rule 5. You do as I say!" WOOSSHHHH! THUD! Aunty
Caroline displayed her skills, grabbing the lads arms and throwing the hapless
Matt to the floor. She stood over him "So when your Aunty say get her a
present ... You get her a present!" THUD! OOOOWWWW! Her foot came up, that
high heeled shoe slammed into his gut. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he
rolled around in agony, Aunty Caroline smile 'point made!' The Aunty went over
to her cloths and dressed, the Nephew dealt with the pain as best he could
'another beating when would he learn?'

By the time the older woman had dressed, rearranged her hair and was ready to
leave the house Matt had managed to get the pain under some sort of control
and regained most of his senses. He was still on the floor, he knew better
than to try and get up without his Aunties permission after another good
beating.

She strolled over to him grabbed him by his hair and pulled him sharply up to
his knees, the battered Nephew could only gaze with awe at his sexy, feisty,
dominate Aunt. "I expect a nice present" she leaned forward, her low cut top
exposing those large breast just inches away from his face. "If I get a very
nice present ... " She pulled his face into her cleavage 'God that felt
wonderful!' She held his face there, placed her foot against his groin 'yes he
liked that!' She pulled him back, looked down deep into his eyes "If Aunty
gets a very nice present she my well reward her dutiful Nephew!" There was a
look of joy on his face ... ... 'A child's face on Christmas morning' ...

The woman throw her excited young admirer to the floor, she turned and left
the house. "Remember my place, my rules, my way ... My Regime, or I'll send
you home!" With that she left, Matt knew he had to do as she told him, he so
wanted to stay there with this wonderful woman. He had to get her something
very special to clam his reward ... Her!

The youngster pulled himself up and forced himself to get through the list of
chores she had set him today. He worked like a man possessed, the though of
his reward drove him on to get everything done, but get it done right he
wanted his reward, he wanted her and he knew she would only accept perfection
in all his chores.

Everything done and checked he could now got out and get something special for
his Aunty, but what? He walked around the shops looking but didn't know what
she would like, what she would really like. Just then as he passed through the
largest department store ... Two women, one customer, one staff member where
looking at a bottle of perfume, not any perfume ... His Aunties favourite
perfume, he remembered she had knocked over her bottle the other day, she was
so angry and no wonder by the look of how much it cost. It had upset her, and
he had suffered for it, she took her anger out on him as it had been her only
bottle of it.

It would be the ideal present, but his heart sank, he didn't have that kind of
money, he could never afford that ... Then just as he though all was lost the
woman inspecting the bottle placed it down, she pointed to something else and
the two women's attention was elsewhere. Matt saw his chance, he slid over to
the counter, a quick look around and even without thinking about it he picked
up the bottle and placed it in his pocket.

He'd done it, Matt moved away quickly he headed for the exit, cold sweat ran
down his back, he was almost outside the store when ... Out of the corner of
his eye the lingerie department! The sexy underwear on display drew him in,
two sets almost jumped out at him he could almost see Aunty Caroline in them,
'Now what a reward that would be!' Perfume and underwear, a voice inside him
told him to get out, but he couldn't ... the young lad just had to see her in
that underwear. He moved over to the rails, trying not to look out of place!
But again it was just too expensive for him to buy! He rummaged around,
couldn't make up his mind which set would look the best on her ... ... found a
couple of each sets that should be her size ... He just HAD to have them,
quickly under his coat, no one saw him, he felt the sweat run down his back
again, the voice still screaming in his head 'Get out!' He moved quickly
towards the exit, as he stepped outside a smile, 'Yes he got it ... He would
get his reward!"

Twenty minutes later and the young lad was sat behind a desk in a room used by
the stores security staff, as soon as he had stepped outside a hand had come
down on him and dragged him back inside the store. "We don't look very
favourable on shoplifters" the woman in the room placed the underwear on the
table "some kind of pervert are you?" He was embarrassed "NO ... No it was ...
a present." The woman, an attractive blond, which made the whole experience
even worse for him, leaned across the table. She was also 'well built' so Matt
didn't know where to look, so just stared at the table "who where they for?"
He paused "my ... My Aunt.." "Sorry didn't hear that ... Who?" A even more
embarrassed young lad "My Aunt." The expression on the woman's face changed "I
think we need to sort this out properly ... "

Shortly afterwards Matt found himself in a car with the woman heading to his
Aunties place, now things where going to get worse, he knew it but just didn't
know how he would get out of this alive! When they arrived Aunty Caroline had
also arrived back and was opening the front door "Excuse me are you this young
man Aunt?" The expression on Aunty Caroline face told the woman all she needed
to know "my names Miss Richards.. Tanya Richards, we need to talk about your
Nephews actions this afternoon.."

In the kitchen the sets of underwear and perfume where laid out on the table,
Matt stood, the naught little boy, whilst the woman sat there. Tanya was late
20's maybe 30, Matt had noticed she was an attractive woman, but due to the
situation he was now in he had to try and ignore that. " ... and when asked he
said he stole them for you." Aunty Caroline could not help but be at least
impressed with his choice of presents for her if not his method of obtaining
them. "I can see why he would have wanted to get you something nice" Matt's
ears pricked that up! "But its the stores policy to deal harshly with
shoplifters." He knew, even though he was trying to avoid his Aunties stare,
that she was not impress with the situation. "Matt go to your room, Miss
Richards and I have things to discuss about your behaviour today and what we
are going to do about it, I'll talk to you later." Her tone told him that he
would not enjoy that conversation at all!

The youngster went to his room leaving the women to talk alone, 'what where
they saying about him? How the hell did he get himself into this situation?'
Time pasted very slowly for the young man in his room, every now and again he
would hear their voices, but couldn't make out what was being said. Then all
of a sudden "MATT!" His Aunty! The young lad rushed out of his bedroom,
knowing that he could not afford to upset her anymore.

He came to a sudden halt, his jaw dropped as there in the living room was his
Aunty and Tanya, but he could not have imagined the scene that was now before
him. Aunty Caroline was dressed in one of the sets of underwear he had stolen,
she looked absolutely stunning in the sexy black and pink number. Stood next
to the gorgeous older woman was Tanya, the younger blond who was also dressed
in the other set of underwear. She looked equally stunning in the blue and
mauve set, her figure matching that of his Aunties. Aunty Caroline had her arm
around Tanya's slim waits "well, I must admit that I'm really impressed with
the present that you brought back for me" Aunty Caroline was looking at Tanya
as she spoke. She turned to Matt "and the perfume and underwear were also very
nice, so thank you for those." Aunty Caroline stepped closer to her Nephew 'Oh
god' he smiled 'please let me get my reward!' Matt was an excited young man as
his Aunt took another step closer, he could smell the perfume, the one he had
got for her ... His Aunt and Tanya! His smile broadened.

Aunty Caroline stopped her expression changed "Oh Matt do you think you're
going to get something?" His smile dropped, her tone mocked him, the older
woman turned to her new friend "I don't think he understands yet" UUUUHHHH!
Aunty Caroline's strong hand shot out and grabbed her Nephew round his throat
"Matt you've been a naughty boy ... Rule 6. You're always on your best
behaviour ... Naughty boys get punished ... And you have been a very naughty
boy!" WHACK! Aunties other hand smacked him hard across his face "Tanya here
needs to see that you have been punished and punished properly for your
actions today ... ... " She smiled "so here goes ... "

She released her grip around his throat, he took in a quick gasp of breath
after her strong hand had restricted his intake of oxygen, he didn't see the
clenched fist that she fired into his stomach THUD! OOOWWWWW! Matt doubled
over in pain as well as being winded by her, two hands garbed the young lads
head then WHACK! Aunty Caroline's knee shot up into his gut once CRUNCH! Twice
SMACK! Three times ... The CRACK! ARRRRHHHHH! Matt's head shots backwards as
his Aunties knee slammed into his jaw. The young lads sent sprawling, he hit's
the floor hard and Aunty Caroline is on him again in a flash, her strong hands
slap her Nephew hard across his face.

A small trickle of blood runs down from his cut lip ... Aunty pulls him up off
the floor by his hair, 'Rule 3. No mess, no blood on the carpet'. WHACK!
UUFFFHHHH! A harsh backhanded slap across the face and Matt sees stars
floating around THUD! OOOHHHHH! Another powerful fist drives into his gut
evacuating all the air in his body, the lad drops to his knees SMACK! Aunties
crushing thigh hammers into the side of his face, the Nephew falls down. But
not for long, his battered body is dragged up again onto his knees. But this
time the gorgeous pair of legs in front of him aren't those of his Aunty but
of Tanya "well you was right he can take his punishment well." His head still
spinning he can just still make out the conversation between the two women
"why don't you have a go" "Oh thank you ... " WHACK! Tanya's knee knocks into
his chest "harder ... he can take it" THUD! OHHH! THUD! OOWWWW! THUD!
ARRRRRHHHHHH! The other woman is getting the hang of this now CRACK!
UUUUHHHHH! This time into Matt jaw goes Tanya's knee knocking the lad
backwards.

As he's dragged back onto his feet "let me show you so more moves" WHACK! Matt
goes through a session with his Aunty, a painful session where the older woman
kicks, punches and throws the young lad around. Slaps and punches to the face,
punches and kicks to the body, his body is set upon by his strong, devastating
Aunty. She punishes him for not following her rules, for being naughty, and
for being caught SMACK! Aunty enjoys showing off his punishment to the other
woman, it's excits her, she grabs the lad arms turns and THUD! A perfect judo
throw, the thrilled Tanya applauds the older woman's domination of the much
younger lad.

Matt lays there hoping it's all over but knows there must be more to come, the
sound of footsteps and a door, then he's dragged upwards again. There's the
blurred image of his Aunty and Tanya in the back ground, but he didn't she the
spinning high kick, just felt it's impact WHACK! He stumbles backwards, Aunty
Caroline step forwards and another spinning high kick CRACK! He staggers
further backwards THUD! SMASH! The woman advances onto him, more spinning high
kicks knocking the young lad backwards, Matt's driven down the corridor
towards his room, then WOOOSSSHHH! CRACK! A destructive and powerful
roundhouse kick, from the older woman sending the younger lad flying off his
feet, landing on the floor of his room. And the Aunty completes her punishment
and demolition of her Nephew.

A groggy Matt starts to come round, he's still in his room but on his bed and
naked "you where right he is a big boy ... " Tanya's voice fills his head,
then he realised that Aunty Caroline hand is working his cock, she's showing
her new friend that her Nephew has his uses apart from just being a punch bag.
Aunty know just how to excite him and her Nephew is soon in heaven as she
shows how to milk the young lad. He knows he must lay there and let her do as
she wants. But he finds himself getting more and more excited 'Remember Rule 3
No mess! That was unless Aunty allowed it.

Aunty Caroline knows that Matt is now back in the 'land of the living' and
he's enjoying her attention, plus he's very close to showing his enjoyment!
She stops, Tanya laughs, the look of sheer disappointments and frustration on
Matt's face is a picture. "Come on my dear lets go and relax in my room" Tanya
smiles with delight at that idea "You ... " Aunty Caroline, still in her sexy
underwear, stands in the doorway looking down at her naked Nephew on the bed
"you stay there ... Don't move ... Don't let that go down ... " She points at
her Nephew's large hard cock "I might want it later." She takes Tanya's hand
"for now I'll be busy and I'm going to be busy for a long time ... I might be
back later ... " she leaves with the sexy blond Tanya.

Matt lays there, the minutes pass, he hears the odd muffled voice, laughter
and screeches of pleasure! Minutes turn into an hour, creaking sound 'is that
his Aunty coming back?' An hour turns into two and still the youngster hasn't
moved, the thought of Aunty Caroline keeps him excited, but when would she come
for him, would she come for him, would she be alone and what would she do ...
?