Ethan's Awful Summer: Busted at Dinner

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**Ethan's Awful Summer: Busted at Dinner**

The morning after Ellie’s late-night fight club was a blur. Ethan’s buddies left in such a rush they forgot most of their things - Ellie loved how terrified she made these boys.

Ryder and Ted tried to convince Ethan to crash at their apartment for the rest of the summer, but he knew it wasn’t a good idea. Even a state-away, his vengeful sister and her gang of ballbusting babes would definitely be able to track him down.

Mercifully for Ethan, the days were passing without much incident. A bust here and there, but Ellie was mostly preoccupied with her social circle. The two siblings didn’t pay much attention to one another until their aunt’s birthday rolled around. 

Aunt Lily was in town for a business trip and wanted to see her favorite niece and nephew. Lily was their richest relative, always traveling, staying at the fanciest places, and living luxuriously. 

A family function sounded like a bust-free pass for Ethan, so he agreed gladly. Plus, a fancy meal paid for by his wealthy relative sounded like a great pick-me-up. Ellie had always been Lily's favorite, so she happily cleared her busy schedule to make time for her aunt.

They had a special bond - Aunt Lily always said she saw her niece as a younger version of herself - brash and headstrong with a “take-no-prisoners” attitude. 

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“Think fast!” Ellie smirked, giving Ethan a sack-tap as he scrubbed away at a pile of dirty dishes.

He winced and grabbed his crotch - leaving a soapy handprint on his pants. “Ugh, what the hell?” he grunted as he tended to his nuggets.

“Just a reminder, it’s Aunt Lily’s birthday tonight! She’s taking us to some fancy five-star restaurant, so we’re supposed to be dressed nice and on our best behavior!” Ellie smirked as ruffled his messy hair and retreated back upstairs.

Ethan breathed a huge sigh of relief - with family around he was sure Ellie wouldn’t be busting him tonight. He got ready in a flash - ripping off the last of his broken-nose bandages as he got into his best suit and tie.

He looked good! Ethan’s bruises and scuffs had faded since Ellie wasn’t around much this week. You’d never know this stud had been beaten and busted for weeks on end at this point. He was ready for a bust-free evening and a juicy steak-dinner. All summer Ethan had been playing chef and waiter for Ellie and her friends; finally it was his turn to be waited on.

Ellie clacked down the stairs in sky-high red heels. She wore a tight fitting black dress with a slit running up the side - exposing her gorgeous toned legs. The domineering vixen inside her was more on-display than normal.  

“Let’s hit the road, bro!” Ellie chuckled and cracked her handbag into Ethan’s groin as they left out the front door. 

The drive into the city was uneventful. Ellie spent the whole time texting on her phone as Ethan soaked in the joy of being away from their tiny town. At least -here- in a big city, no one knew him as “Ellie’s Punching Bag” like they did back home.

The siblings arrived at the fancy restaurant and marveled at the place - no way could they afford a meal here without Aunt Lily. It was a bustling dinner night, packed with well-dressed men and their beautiful trophy wives. Aunt Lily always had connections in the most unlikely places.

“Heyyy kiddos!” Aunt Lily chirped as squeezed the siblings in an overly-tight embrace.

“Ellie, you’re looking so gorgeous! Ethan, dapper as ever!” She continued as the kids took their seats in a candle lit booth. Ethan on one side, the women across from him.

The family made casual small talk as they looked over the menus - a lot of catching up to do.

“So Ethan, how’s your summer back at home been?” Aunt Lily asked as she sipped her drink.

Ellie’s ears perked up as she looked at her flustered brother expectantly. 

“It’s um.. It’s been good! I’ve been busy with -erm- apartment hunting, job hunting, and y’know keeping the house clean…” Ethan chose his words carefully, hoping Aunt Lily wouldn’t need him to elaborate any further. 

“...and a lot of video games!” Ellie added with a laugh.

Ethan just chuckled along nervously as the waiter arrived, saving him from the conversation.

“For the gentleman?” the waiter gestured to Ethan.

“I’ll have the R-- R-Ribeye Steak.” Ethan jolted in his seat as the waiter scribbled his order and moved on.

Ethan looked down to see Ellie’s bright red heel pressed firmly into the crotch of his black dress pants. He shot a confused look at Ellie as she pretended to read her menu.

“Hmmm… I think I want....” Ellie let her voice trail off playfully as she pressed her foot into Ethan’s crotch a little harder.

Ethan jolted in his seat again - this time making the table rattle and the water glasses to wobble.

“You alright there, Ethan?” Ellie turned the attention back to him as she tried her best to sound totally sincere.

“All good! Uh- I just have the hiccups!” Ethan cleared his throat trying to steady his voice.

“Oof, drink some water!” Aunt Lily chimed in, handing him a glass.

“Right.” Ethan wiped the sweat from his brow before taking a sip of water.

As he brought it to his lips, Ellie jammed her heel down harder into Ethan’s bulge. This time she ground the point of her heel extra hard - trapping his right ball against the wooden seat.

Ethan snorted as he got water up his nose, sputtering and sending water droplets flying all over the table. “Manners, Ethan!” Ellie scoffed with a devilish smirk.

“Sheesh! Some bad hiccups!” Aunt Lily laughed as she placed her order and the waiter left.

They waited for their food - chatting casually, but Ethan was having a hard time focusing on any of the conversation topics. He was painfully aware that Ellie’s sharp heel was still planted firmly into his lap.

“Okay, I’m gonna head to the ladies room before our food gets here! Ugh I’m starving!” Aunt Lily said playfully as she got up from the table and headed off into the crowded restaurant.

Ethan smiled politely, watching his aunt disappear around a corner and out of view. The second she was gone he scowled at Ellie, grabbing her foot and flinging it off his lap.

“Are you crazy??” Ethan huffed in an angry-hushed tone. He didn’t want anyone overhearing. 

“What? I want a little entertainment with my dinner!” Ellie was almost giddy.

“Knock it off okay! Not here, not now. Not with Aunt Lily around!” Ethan’s words came out a little louder than he meant them to. 

Ellie glared at her brother, then stomped her dagger of a heel back into his lap once more. 

She felt his two squishy nuggets crunching under her foot - she twisted her foot deeper.

The pressure had Ethan straining in his seat - pressing hard against the back of the booth. His kiwis were trapped under her foot with nowhere to go. He scrunched his face and squeezed his eyes closed - struggling to suppress his pained squeaks.

Ethan clutched at his sister’s powerful foot as he tried to pry it from his lap. She just pressed down even harder still. 

“Best behavior, Ethan. Best behavior.” Ellie whispered with a maniacal look on her face.

Ethan balled his fist and bit into it - sure he was about to let out an ear-piercing scream.

Suddenly, the pressure against his trapped testicles was gone in an instant. He unclenched his eyes as Aunt Lily approached the table once again.

“Ugh! No food yet?!” Aunt Lily sighed as she scooted into the booth. 

“No- Not yet…” Ethan’s voice sounded an octave too high before he cleared his throat.

Dinner was absolute torture. All Ethan could think about was his sister’s foot waiting to strike at any given moment. The anticipation was killing him, but much to his own embarrassment - it was exciting him too. 

Aunt Lily directed the conversation back to Ethan, asking about graduation. As he opened his mouth to speak, Ellie struck again. She slithered her firm heel forward, knocking against Ethan’s shin - he knew what was coming. 

Ellie saw a flash of fear wash over Ethan’s face for only a second - he was a good faker, she thought. Her foot slithered up Ethan’s thigh and rested right on his crotch.

Ethan was flustered as he spoke - jumpy and nervous every time he was asked a question. Aunt Lily took note that her nephew was acting a bit strange, but didn’t comment on it. She just looked at Ellie with a puzzled look on her face as Ethan wiped more sweat from his forehead. 

Ellie just continued her psychological torture by tapping her toes against Ethan’s bulge - taunting him with the anticipation of another strike.

Mercifully, the conversation moved away from him and he let out a small sigh of relief. He wasn’t even listening to the two women talk, he just stared down at the bright red heel resting in his lap, tapping lazily against his manhood.

Ethan dreamed of grabbing Ellie’s foot and slamming it to the ground… but he showed restraint. Not even daring to put his hands below the table, lest he raise suspicions. 

Ethan balled up his fists, clutching the tablecloth. The women talked on and on, paying little attention to him as she squirmed in discomfort just an legs-length away. The constant tapping of Ellie’s foot against his tender man-bits was starting to get to him. His cock began to stir in his pleated dress pants - slowly twitching to life with every poke.

“Please… not right now…” Ethan thought to himself as he tried to conjure up the most un-sexy mental images he could think of - still, nothing was working.

By the time the food arrived, Ethan was sporting a raging hard on. Despite its less-than-average size, Ethan’s pecker was pointing up noticeably. He draped a napkin across his lap, obscuring Ellie’s foot and the tent in his pants as best he could. 

Still it only grew, straining against the black fabric of his dress pants - aching in anticipation of another bust. His cock was betraying him, standing tall like it was saluting Ellie’s superiority. 

Ethan snapped back to reality as a beautiful steak dinner was placed in front of him. His mouth was watering and his stomach rumbled. He anxiously cut up his steak as Ellie and Aunt Lily dug into their fancy fish dishes.

As Ethan brought the first bite of juicy, medium-rare steak to his mouth - Ellie pressed her foot down into his sack hard - pinching his orbs against the wooden seat once again. This time she had no shoe. She wiggled her bare foot deep into his lap, letting his plums get flatter and flatter - using her foot like a rolling pin kneading dough.

“Mmm- so good!” Ethan coughed, trying to mask his groans of pain.

“Ooh! That does look good!” Ellie was giddy as she leaned forward and picked at his plate with her fork - adding extra pressure to her stomp below the table.

“Lemme try that too!” Aunt Lilly chimed in as she also picked at Ethan’s plate. 

Ellie’s eyes lit up as her aunt zeroed in on Ethan’s plate too. She wiggled her toes in as hard as she could, wondering if she could make her brother scream out loud in the middle of this super fancy restaurant.

Ethan’s balls felt almost completely flat under his sister’s foot - he was sure any more pressure would make them pop.

“HEY! – Hey! E-eat your own food!… sillies!” Ethan nearly screamed before regaining control. 

His voice was shaky and he kept wincing involuntarily, no matter how hard he tried to keep a poker face.

Ellie blurted-out a quick laugh before masking it as a sneeze. She didn’t want this to end too quickly, so she eased up her stomp.

Aunt Lily was eating her food, totally oblivious as Ethan silently mouthed “no more” with puppy-dog eyes.

As Ethan took another bite of steak, he felt another quick jab stabbing into his tender nutsack. 

With every bite, Ellie thrusted her bare foot back into Ethan’s groin. Her aim was perfect, bashing his balls or his swollen member with every blow. Sometimes she’d get lucky and catch all three in one blow.

Ellie didn’t want him to enjoy a single bite of the delicious meal he’d been dying for. The constant busting had Ethan’s stomach cramping and knees buckling below the table. 

After only finishing about a third of his steak, Ethan let his fork and knife clank onto his plate. Ellie had just landed a particularly gnarly stomp with an extra grind and twist at the end. He clutched at the table cloth, trying but failing to suppress his eyes from watering.

“Ethan? What’s wrong? Are you feeling alright?” Aunt Lily snapped out of her casual conversation with Ellie and was suddenly observing her jittery nephew.

“Yeah… I’m alright… J-just a r-really bad stomach ache…” Ethan squeaked out, not even bothering to mask his high-pitched voice.

“Oh dear, maybe you should go to the men’s room?” Aunt Lily replied, concerned.

“No no no… I’m fine really.” Ethan stammered - looking down at his visible boner poking from beneath his napkin.

“Are you sure Ethan? You’ve hardly touched your steak!” Ellie teased in her devilishly smooth voice.

“I’m- I’m sure…” Ethan replied - forcing himself to get it together.

Ellie’s assault on Ethan’s manhood continued for what felt like hours. Above the table, Ellie was her chipper, sweet self - laughing at Aunt Lily’s lame jokes and gossiping about her gal pals. Below the table, Ellie was merciless. Stomping her foot into Ethan’s plums and holding it there for minutes on end. She was having a wonderful time!

Ethan gobbled up the last bits of his steak, relieved that the dinner was coming to a close.

“Okay- It’s getting late and I still have to drive–” Ethan tried to hurry the chatting women.

“What’s the rush, Ethan?” Ellie smirked.

“No, no. You guys can’t leave without trying the Fudge Lava Cake here! It’s to die for!” Aunt Lily said with a wide grin.

“Ooh! That sounds delicious! Right, Ethan?” Ellie giggled as she planted her foot into her brother’s lap for about the hundredth time.

“Please.... I’m-- so full!” Ethan stammered - sounding more pathetic than he meant to.

“C’mon… It’s Aunt Lilly’s birthday! We drove all this way and we can’t leave without some dessert!” Ellie said with a smirk as she twisted her foot and held it there.

“Oh, hush up Ethan! You’re in tip-top shape, a little ice cream isn’t gonna kill ya!” Aunt Lily laughed as she flagged down the waiter.

Ellie chuckled to herself - loving her aunt’s unknowing participation in Ethan’s torture. He looked nauseous, practically rocking back and forth in his seat - how did Aunt Lily not notice?

The desert came topped with “crushed nuts” which again made Ellie giggle. “You kids…” Aunt Lily shook her head playfully.

Soon enough, their waiter came around the corner with a huge lava cake - sparklers sticking out the top - drawing the whole restaurant’s attention. 

Ethan’s eyes widened in horror as a group of chipper employees gathered around their booth and started a loud sing-along of happy birthday. Aunt Lilly’s face lit up - shocked by the birthday surprise. “Ellie?! Did you do this??” she asked. Ellie just smiled.

Ethan put his hands to his face in shame, hoping no one was paying attention with all the commotion going on. Ellie giggled as she sang along, undoubtedly laughing at her brother’s misfortune.

As Aunt Lily blew out the sparklers, below the table - Ellie slipped her stiletto back on and stabbed it cruelty into Ethan’s bulge, giving it an extra twist. That did it. As the sparkler smoke dissipated, Ethan bit his lip and balled his fists - he felt a rush of warm, sticky goo spill into his dress pants. 

The crowded restaurant filled with cheers and whoops as Aunt Lily waved back at everyone.

“Ooh! A cherry on top!” Ellie winked - plucking the cherry off the massive sundae.

When it was finally time to leave, Ethan limped from the booth - hobbling a good 10-feet behind the ladies. Every few steps he’d have to cup his aching manhood and let out a groan. When they weren’t looking he tried his best to wipe away the dark wet spot on his pants. 

“Ugh, I wish you didn’t have to go! I miss seeing you!” Ellie whined as the family reached the parking lot.

“Oh, come by my place anytime! You can stay with me whenever!” Aunt Lily hugged her niece with a tender smile.

“If only this bitch could stay with you forever…” Ethan muttered under his breath thinking he was out of ear-shot.

“Excuse me?! Don’t you dare call your sister a bitch!” Aunt Lily huffed as she approached a visibly confused Ethan. Her jolly demeanor now stern and angry.

“I- I- didn’t mean to say-” Ethan stammered.

“Apologize to her right now!” Aunt Lily barked as she grabbed a fist-full of her nephew’s manhood.

Ethan let out a loud yelp as his aunt crushed his extra sensitive testicles. For an older lady, her squeeze was shockingly strong. She tugged on the crotch of his dress pants making him strain and wobble on his tippy toes. Ellie just stood there mouth agape - shocked by her aunt’s behavior.

“I’m sorry! I’M SORRY!!” Ethan howled into the echoey parking lot.

“Good boy!” Aunt Lily smirked, returning to her usual speaking voice. She released her grip and let Ethan tumble to the ground and fall on his back.

Ethan groaned out loud as he clutched at his abused groin - rocking back and forth on the filthy parking lot ground and ruining his fancy dress suit.

“Has he been giving you trouble again, sweetie?” Aunt Lily hugged the still stunned Ellie.

The question made Ellie laugh, she didn’t know what to say.

“What? What was that?!” Ellie blurted out.

“Oh, I just hate that b-word! Your father used to call me that all the time… until I eventually beat some sense into him.” Aunt Lily snorted as she held up her fists like a boxer.

“No way! You’re saying you busted dad right in his delicates??” Ellie gasped with a glint in her eyes.

“Oh yeah! All the time! Why do you think he never wants to visit me!” Aunt Lily squawked through hysterical laughs.

“Okay, you’re officially my favorite relative! You HAVE to tell me all your stories! I HAVE to tell you about all the times I’ve busted Ethan this summer!” Ellie was talking a mile-a-minute, stuttering with excitement and genuine curiosity.

“It runs in the family…” Aunt Lily smiled with the same devilish grin Ellie always had.

Aunt Lily turned to Ethan as he continued to rock back and forth on the ground - his dapper suit now covered in dirt. His hands were in his unbuckled pants as he massaged his tender kiwis. She took in the pathetic sight of her man-baby nephew whimpering and just scoffed.

“What a sissy... Lemme guess…?” Aunt Lily said with an annoyed groan as she wiggled her pinky limply. 

“Oh, teeny tiny! I mean, it's no wonder why he can never keep a girlfriend!” Ellie giggled as she joined her aunt - standing over her demolished brother.

“Hmm, well I guess that runs in the family too.” Aunt Lily snorted as the two women burst into laughter.

The ladies got into Lily’s fancy rental car and sped off - leaving Ethan heaving on the parking lot floor. He stuttered thinking of all the embarrassing stories Ellie was gonna tell their aunt, but at least he got to drive back home on his own.