An Unfair Punishment (Part 2)

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Stacey couldn't sleep that night after she found John's cum on the stairs. She turned on the voice recorder app on her phone and put her phone in the pocket of her pajama pants. She snuck down the hall and saw that the light in John's room was still on. She softly knocked twice and then opened the door a crack and asked if she could come in. John hesitantly invited her in.

Stacey walked up to the side of John's bed "I've noticed you've been extra annoying to have around lately, leaving more work for me around the house. Do you want to tell me why that is" she asked in a friendly tone with a hint of accusation behind it.

John looked at her awkwardly "Oh, have I? I didn't notice. I'm just not good at cleaning up after myself" he said, playing dumb.

"Well, you're right about that, but I think you know what I'm talking about..."

"I don't!" John cut her off whispering desperately "Stacey I'm sorry but I don't know what you're talking about, if I've been extra messy lately then I haven't noticed..."

"Did you notice that you left cum on the stairs earlier tonight when you were spying on me and Glen?"

John looked at her, shocked.

"I think you've been leaving extra messes around because you know I've been punishing your brother for it and you get off on watching him get punished every night."

John couldn't hide the look of guilt on his face.

"Explain yourself John, after all of his hospitality... don't you know he's the only reason you're still here? if it was up to me you'd have been gone a long time ago. How could you do that to him?"

"It was just nice to see him be degraded like that ok? growing up I used to be the more popular one, the better looking one, the more athletic one, the taller one... Then he goes off to college and meets you, gets married, gets a good job, a nice house, a great life.... I get a sports injury and my whole life falls apart, I lose my career prospects, my scholarship, my athletic physique. My life has been shit for the last 10 years and its been even worse since I lost my job and moved in here. It feels like my brother's success is just being rubbed in my face everywhere I look and it was nice to be able to get back at him for it when I watched you crushing his balls every night."

"Wow John, you are such a jealous, pathetic asshole, you know that?" Stacey scolded. "Glen has worked hard for everything that he has. I know because I've been keeping him in line ever since we started dating. I made sure he did all of his school work and would punish him if he didn't do it or if he got a bad grade. I make sure he does everything he has to do to make sure we have a good life. He works hard to avoid punishment, you know, happy wife, happy life and all of that. Things were great before you came along and when he wouldn't make you go I started punishing him like I always do whenever I'm displeased with him." She smirked at John.

John sat there, shocked at what he'd just heard. "You're a crazy bitch, you know that? Why would my brother put up with any of that instead of just kicking you to the curb?"

"Because Glen knows what best for him. He'd be as lost as you if he didn't have me telling him what to do, controlling his life for him. Perhaps if you would have had someone like me keeping you in line you wouldn't have ruined your life with your bad decisions. You were drinking too much every night and it's your own fault you drunkenly fell off that balcony and messed up your ankle. Oh, and just because you were holding a football in your hand when you fell doesn't make it a sports injury." She winked at him, still smirking.

John scowled at her.

Stacey smiled, "But don't worry about Glen kicking me to the curb. The real question is how would he react if he found out what you've been up to? How fast do you think Glen would kick you to the curb if he found out you've been earning him extra punishments for your own sick pleasure?"

John looked at her in horror as the realization hit him. He had been too embarrassed about getting caught that he hadn't considered the further consequences of his actions.

"He has refused to kick you out on the basis of family but I don't think he'll be feeling much brotherly love towards you after I tell him what you've been up to. Do you?"

John was starting to get really worried. He nervously rubbed the back of his head "Probably not" he said doubtfully.

"So here's what's going to happen John. From now on you are going to be punished instead of Glen. Everyday I'm going to mash your little potatoes with my feet and you are going to let me and you won't tell Glen about it or else I'm going to tell him about what you've been up to. The more annoying you are, the worse your punishment will be. You can move out at anytime but for as long as you are here your balls are going to pay and there's nothing you can do about it. Now spread your legs unless you want me to go wake up Glen and tell him what an ungrateful little pervert you are."

Stacey pulled the blankets off of John's bed and glared at him. John looked up at her with pleading eyes, shaking his head. "Come on John, submit to my feet or sleep out on the street, what's it going to be?"

John dropped his head and spread his legs. He was a little excited to find out what it would be like to get busted by Stacey just like his brother had, but it had also looked pretty painful.

Stacey crawled onto the bed and sat between his knees. She placed her hands on his legs and reached her feet towards his crotch. John felt Stacey's right heel press into his balls, then she moved it back and jabbed him with her left foot. John sat there enduring her kicks as she alternated her feet and he decided it wasn't that bad. His brother must just be a wuss. It felt kind of good actually, he could get used to Stacey trampling his balls every day... Then her right foot stomped harder into his balls and John lurched forward in pain, she stomped hard with her left foot. As Stacey pulled her foot back John grabbed onto his balls and tried to block her.

"Nah ah" Stacey scolded him, nudging his hands with her foot. He looked at her, the pain clearly showing on his face. "No blocking. If you make this harder for me then I'll make it harder for you." Stacey threatened. "Hold onto a pillow or put your hands on your head."

John tentatively moved his hands and Stacey immediately jammed her right foot into his balls again, pressing on his balls like a gas pedal for what felt like an eternity. John buried his face in his trembling hands and started to loudly whimper.

Stacey pulled her foot back "You need to be quiet, you don't want Glen to wake up and ask why I'm punishing you."

John grabbed his pillow and hugged it as he pressed his face into it. Stacey was kneading her toes into his balls as though she was kneading a ball of dough. His whole body shook and he started to cry from the pain.

Stacey pulled her foot back. She held tight onto fists of fabric from the legs of his pajama pants and rocketed her feet into Johns balls in a flurry of kicks that lasted about ten seconds. John wailed and sobbed into the pillow.

Stacey got off the bed and John curled up into a ball and turned away from her. "Aw you look just like your brother after he's been punished". He stiffened as she reached between his legs and grabbed onto his balls from behind but he didn't dare try to squirm away. "Now that was just a little taste of what's in store for you. you can either get used to it or find another place to live" she gave his balls a long, firm squeeze as John kicked his legs and wailed harder into the pillow.

She pulled her phone out of her pocket and stopped the recording. She emailed herself a copy. "I've recorded your confession so I can show it to Glen if I need to and I've sent a copy to a safe place so don't even think of trying to steal my phone to get rid of the evidence". She turned off the light and went back to her room, shutting John's door behind her and leaving him crying in the dark.

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