Ethan's Awful Summer: All Day BUST-A-THON
*Okay! I think this is the longest chapter of the story thus far lmao (i got carried away). I got a ton of responses about how much ya'll loved the character of Aunt Lily, so I gave her another chapter. This is probably my favorite of all the chapters too! Let me know if you want to see her in more chapters or if this story should be wrapping up soon. As always love the feedback.*
*(Tags: F/M Familial - Knees, Stomps, Kicks / Punts, Burns, Spanks)*
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**Ethan's Awful Summer - Part 8: All Day BUST-A-THON**
After Aunt Lily’s eventful birthday dinner, Ellie decided she wanted to spend the rest of the weekend with her favorite aunt. They planned to go on a shopping spree, go to the spa, and best of all - swap stories of all the times they’d busted a guy in the balls.
A day in the city wouldn’t be complete without an errand boy helping out with their shopping bags, so Ellie shot a late night text to her brother, Ethan.
“Pick us up from the hotel at 7:00 am on the dot! Every minute you’re late is another knee to your delicates.” Her message ended with an ominous set of emojis - the peanut and the POW.
After all the abuse he’d taken so far this summer, Ethan knew not to disobey his balllbusting sister. Here he was, ready in the hotel lobby by 6:45 am - just in case.
Right on the hour, Ellie and Aunt Lily stepped out of the hotel elevator gabbing to each other. They eyed Ethan from across the hotel lobby and giggled when he jolted out of his seat at the sight of them. It was going to be a fun day.
“Good morning, Ethan! How was the rest of your evening?” Aunt Lily teased her nephew, ruffling his shaggy brown hair and eyeing him up and down.
“It was fine…” Ethan replied flatly. There wasn’t much to say, he drove home with an ice pack on his nuts and passed out as soon as he was back at the house.
Ethan knew after last night, he’d be under strict supervision today. Ellie was pretty clear in their texts that he was still expected to be on his best behavior. Dressed nice and ready to serve the two dominant women.
“First stop, the spa on 85th.” Ellie yawned, still sleepy from the early start. She started for the front door of the lobby with Aunt Lily hustling ahead. Without warning, she whipped around and gave Ethan a surprise sack tap while no one was looking.
Ethan bit his lip suppressing a groan and darted angry eyes at his bratty little sister - still he didn’t lose his cool. They made their way out to Ethan’s parked car as he limped a few feet behind them, nursing his tender nuts.
Aunt Lily just smirked when she turned around and saw her handsome nephew walking funny, clearly trying to mask the pain of a nutshot. Her and Ellie really did have so much in common.
The women sat in the back seat chatting as Ethan got the car started. He was only half paying attention to their conversation, catching glimpses here and there.
“Popped?” Ellie asked, shocked.
“Mmhm. Hospital and everything.” Aunt Lily chuckled, nodding her head.
Ethan drove in silence, like he was their cab driver - only speaking up when necessary.
“We’re here. Want me to pick you up in an hour or so?” Ethan cautiously inserted himself into their conversation.
“Oh, no honey! You’re coming in with us!” Aunt Lily beamed with a bright smile.
Despite his confusion, Ethan parked the car and went into the spa with his two new tormentors. He half-heartedly tried to convince Aunt Lily to save her money and that he didn’t need a spa treatment, but she was insistent.
“I’m sure it’ll be good for you, Ethan! I mean you must still be sore from yesterday!” Aunt Lily said flippantly.
He was still sore from Ellie’s violent game of footsie and a spa day did sound nice, but there was no way he’d be able to relax with these two around.
He kept wondering what Ellie had told her, and if they had more humiliating plans for him today. Soon enough, they were all handed towels and robes and were off to their respective locker rooms.
Ethan was relieved to find that the men’s locker room was totally empty. He took his time getting out of his clothes and putting on the soft fluffy spa robe, enjoying a moment of peace.
“Oh, fuck.” Ethan murmured under his breath as he entered the spa proper.
The spa was a large sauna with rows of wooden benches. It was steamy and hard to see in there, but Ethan was pretty sure there were only women here. He fumbled around trying not to bump into the nearly nude women in loose towels and untied robes.
“Ethan! Over here!” Aunt Lily’s voice rang out in the echoey sauna. She shouted for him from across the room, drawing some attention from a few of the relaxing women. When they saw Ethan their eyes lit up, it didn’t seem like men frequented this place very often.
Ethan was a little embarrassed, making sure his robe was on securely as he walked past a bench of ladies ogling him. He towered over them physically, yet he felt particularly vulnerable.
“Um, are you sure this place is co-ed?” Ethan whispered as he sat down next to his aunt and sister.
“Looks like you’re the only guy here right now… Hey! Shouldn’t you be happy? Plenty of naked women and you’re the only guy here!” Aunt Lily chuckled, giving him a playful punch in the shoulder as she closed her eyes and leaned back, soaking in the steam.
“Ethan gets nervous around beautiful women, Aunt Lily.” Ellie taunted in a sing-song voice as she made faces at her brother. Ethan shot daggers at Ellie, but she was unbothered. She tied her long, damp, blonde hair into a ponytail as she draped a warm hand towel over her face and started to unwind.
Maybe this was a peace offering? Ethan wasn’t sure how to feel, but he knew he wanted some distance from them. He got up and grabbed a face cloth and took it to the big barrel of steaming water in the center of the room.
The water was too hot to the touch, so he had to use a ladle to scoop the hot water onto his face cloth. A few more women whispered and stared as he did so. Ethan spotted an empty bench in the far corner of the sauna and walked over to sit alone.
Ethan was tweaking, he just couldn’t relax no matter how hard he tried. He was an attractive and athletic guy, the women here were clearly fawning over him, but still Ellie was here - and now Aunt Lily. They’d love to humiliate him in front of a bunch of beautiful women.
He laid down with a warm towel covering his face, still trying to unwind. Ellie spotted him laying there totally unsuspecting and smirked. She approached slowly, stifling her giggles and balancing a full ladle of steaming water. She made her way through the steam to Ethan’s bench and without warning dumped the hot water right on his lap.
“OW!!” Ethan bolted to his feet, grabbing at his soaked robe. The hot water was scalding him in his sensitive nether regions, his manhood and nutsack were bright red. Without thinking, he threw the robe off to avoid any further burns and stood there completely naked.
“Oops! I’m sorry, Ethan. I didn’t see anyone sitting here!” Ellie faked an apology trying to act innocent. He wasn’t buying it, but the commotion was drawing more attention to the ridiculous scene.
Ethan looked around and realized a dozen or-so women were all staring at him completely naked. A few giggled amongst themselves as he grabbed his tiny face towel and held it in front of his burned manhood. Trying to salvage some dignity and cover himself before they could get a better look at the hunk with only a hand towel.
Through the stream, a particularly cute girl with wet black hair approached. “Everything okay over here?”
“Yeah- I’m good! No need to come over here.” Ethan stammered as the steam started to dissipate.
“Burns can be serious… I think we should take a look. Trust me, I’m a nurse!” the cute girl took another step forward, making Ethan back-up into the wall. A few more women were starting to walk over.
“No, really. It’s okay.” Ethan looked on, his face turning red with embarrassment as he prayed more steam would fill the room and obscure their view of him.
Satisfied with herself, Ellie smirked and started gabbing with the women who were approaching. Ethan darted his eyes around the room looking for the exit and locked eyes with Aunt Lily who was just chuckling to herself.
The room got steamy once again and Ethan took his opportunity to slink away. He spent the rest of their 90-minute spa time sitting in the men’s locker room putting cold towels on his stinging, swollen nutsack. He was too embarrassed to ask the staff of only women for an ice pack. He sat there cursing Ellie, pissed off knowing that this little stunt she pulled would make every nutshot five times worse than usual.
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After the spa, the girls were feeling refreshed and ready for hours of shopping! They made Ethan drive them to the busiest block in the city for some crazy expensive department store.
Aunt Lily wanted to treat her favorite niece, so she agreed to let Ellie go wild with her credit card as a belated graduation gift. Ethan was really only there to be their personal shopper.
Ellie was in heaven. Aunt Lily knew the owner of the giant 5-story department store and got them a bougie private changing room on the top floor. The aunt and niece sat on a luxurious couch enjoying complimentary chocolates as they ordered Ethan around the store hunting down items for them.
Every step made Ethan’s swollen testicles ache, but he didn’t want to give them more reasons to be angry with him, so he hustled around the store without protest. By the time he’d grabbed them everything, he was feeling winded and tired.
“These are all too perfect! I love them all!” Ellie squealed. Aunt Lily was letting her get three pairs of new shoes, bits she’d only narrowed them down to the top five. Ethan sat on the floor, silently boxing up dozens of discarded shoes.
“Before I make my decision, I think I need to test out these shoes. I walked around in them, but I want to be sure they’re just right…” Ellie giggled as she addressed Ethan. His eyes went wide.
“Huh? No!” Ethan stammered, knowing what Ellie was implying. Her wicked smile sent a chill up his spine.
“Aunt Lily! I-” Ethan was cut off abruptly by his aunt.
“C’mon Ethan! Take it like a man!” Aunt Lily chuckled at the bewildered look on his face.
“Ellie, you did pull a nasty trick at the spa, don’t go too hard on him.” Aunt Lily lectured and Ellie scoffed.
Her dismissive tone let Ethan know he wasn’t getting out of this. He rose to his feet and drew the curtain divider of their fancy private dressing room. If he was gonna get busted here, he at least wanted some privacy.
“I’m keeping my pants on though! And only one kick per pair of shoes! …I don’t think I can take any more.” Ethan was trying to sound tough, like he could actually have any leverage in this argument, but the truth is he was totally at their mercy.
He stood in front of his sister and aunt, legs spread apart and hands behind his head bracing for impact with a wince. Aunt Lily’s eyes lit up, she chuckled observing their dynamic - bickering siblings with a power struggle.
Ellie started with a particularly pointy pair of red stilettos. At first, she tried punting at Ethan’s nuts while sitting on the comfy couch, but the angle wasn’t right.
“Ah- Okay next pair.” Ethan was nursing the bulge of his pants trying to massage out the aching.
“Nope! That doesn’t count, the angle was off!” Ellie whined to her aunt.
“Ethan, we all know if that kick counted you’d be on the floor right now. Ellie, go again!” Aunt Lily flashed a wicked smile as Ellie lined up her kick properly.
“She really did get them though!” Ethan tried to explain, but he knew it was useless.
Ellie was ready to punt his nuts like she was scoring a field goal, when she was ready, she let her kick fly with full force. The punt was so powerful it lifted Ethan off his feet and sent him crashing to the ground.
She got up and lined up her kick like it was a field goal. When she was ready, she just went for it - a full-force kick that sent Ethan crashing to the ground.
“Fuuuuuck! You’re… not… going… easy…” Ethan groaned, his face buried in the fancy plush carpet as he clutched his battered nuts.
“Language, Ethan!” Aunt Lily taunted as she sat on the couch and gave Ellie a wink. They shared a smirk.
Ellie plopped back down on the couch next to her aunt and surveyed the remaining shoes: heavy-duty combat boots, strappy sandals, pink sneakers, and a pair of black heels.
With each new shoe, the routine started over - Ethan slowly rose to his feet and stood with wobbling knees as Ellie lined up her next punt. She’d land a devastating kick and he’d fall to the floor with a thud - again.
There was a rustle from the other side of the curtain divider, a saleswoman chirped, “Is everything okay in here?”
“Yep! All good, just knocked over some shoe boxes!” Aunt Lily hollered, giving Ellie a thumbs-up.
By the time Ellie got to the fifth pair of shoes, Ethan was feeling nauseous - the pain in his groin radiating. He whimpered to himself, rocking back-and-forth on the floor clutching his balls. The only thing on his mind was trying not to heave on the fancy carpet.
“Whatcha think Ethan?” Aunt Lily teased as she locked eyes with Ethan, still whining and groaning from the floor. “Any input?”
“Oh yeah! Which ones hurt the most?!” Ellie chimed in, bubbly and excited for his answer.
“The boots!… fuuuck… the boots…” Ethan whimpered at the thought of getting kicked by those heavy duty, steel-toed monstrosities again. The girls laughed aloud.
Ellie got the boots and two pairs of heels - all of which were high on Ethan’s pain ranking.
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By the time Ethan could walk again, it was getting into the late afternoon. The next stop was a Victoria's Secret store just down the block. When they got there, the place was in a frenzy. Apparently it was the last day of a big ale they had going in this weekend.
Aunt Lily and Ellie ventured into the fray as Ethan hung back with all the brought-along boyfriends and husbands.
“Come to the back! We need you!” Ellie texted Ethan after about 45 minutes of shopping.
Ethan sighed to himself and headed towards the changing rooms. It was a madhouse in there, girls running between stalls trying on different lingerie. Trying to be decent, Ethan averted his gaze - focusing on the feet peeking below the stall doors. Where the hell were they?
The older-woman employee at the podium gave him a nasty look as he continued around the corner and further into the maze of stalls. Ethan turned the corner and finally spotted those boots that had just kicked his nuts up into his throat at the last store. Ellie was still wearing them.
The stall door swung open and Ellie was in a tizzy. “Okay, pay attention. I need this pair of panties in a different color, powder blue. This pink bra, I want the next size up. And I need two thongs like this, but in black and white. Got it?”
“Um, okay…” Ethan was trying to clear his groin pain brain-fog and focus on Ellie’s words.
“And hurry! They’re almost out of all the good sizes!” Ellie huffed as she slammed the dressing room door shut.
With an armful of women’s lingerie, Ethan hustled through the dressing room hall, when suddenly the angry saleswoman from the podium stopped him in his tracks.
Ethan didn’t want to give her another reason to be pissed, so he hustled out of the dressing room with an armful of lacy panties.
“Not so fast!” She scrunched her face angrily at Ethan’s dumbfounded expression.
“You can’t be back here, sir!” she barked as she let her knee fly up into the bulge of his pants. She crunched both of his swollen balls in one motion, flattening them against his pelvis. She yanked the underwear from his hands as he sank to the floor.
Ethan fell to his knees, holding his aching balls and looking up at the angry old woman. A few girls in line for the dressing rooms looked on in shock. Their shocked faces quickly turned into giggling laughter when they realized why she’d busted Ethan - they all thought he was a Peeping Tom!
“No, this isn’t what it looks like-” Ethan tried to explain through groans, but the lady’s scowl wouldn’t budge.
A few moments later, two large women in security guard uniforms barged in and dragged Ethan to his feet. He could barely stand on his own, so the security guard on his right held him up by his balls. She mangled the bulge of his pants in her fist as she tugged him though the store and out the front door.
The whole way Ethan was prying at her vice grip and howling in pain - tip-toeing alongside the guard as she tugged him harder to keep him upright. He felt like she was gonna rip them right off.
“We don’t deal with pervs like you!” the security guard boomed as she shut the front door on him. The boyfriends and husbands waiting in the corner all looked on, wincing in sympathy.
Aunt Lily peaked her head out of her changing stall just as the security guard was dragging Ethan out of the store.
“Ellie, I’ll grab those new pairs for you…” Aunt Lily tried to stifle laughter as she knocked on the stall door. She knew Ethan wouldn’t dare step-foot in this store again.
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The family arrived back at the hotel a few hours later. Ethan trailed the two women as he lugged over a dozen shopping bags from the car. The way he waddled made a few people waiting in the lobby point and giggle, he was really just trying not to squash his badly swollen balls with each step.
Aunt Lily had booked the massive penthouse suite for herself and it was stunning. They had come back to freshen up before dinner and Ethan hadn’t seen the place until now. The room was cleaned to perfection with a gift basket and a bottle of champagne waiting on the counter.
“I’m not really hungry right now, can I skip dinner?” Ethan tried not to sound desperate as he asked the two women. After all the abuse he’d taken, Ethan desperately wanted to crash on that beautiful California king bed.
“And miss another fabulous dinner? No way!” Ellie giggled as she zipped up her tasteful, red dress and slipped on matching heels - fresh from their test drive on Ethan’s nuts.
Aunt Lily came out in a gaudy evening gown from some fancy designer Ethan had never heard of. She wasn’t giving him a rain-check either.
Luckily for Ethan, tonight’s dinner was just downstairs in the hotel’s restaurant - a journey he could muster. The ladies were tapping their feet, impatiently waiting for him as he slipped into his new suit jacket and bow tie. Aunt Lily picked out for him earlier, he thought they looked too “butler-y”, but she insisted anyway.
At the restaurant, Ethan strategically sat away from Ellie so she couldn’t pull another stunt like last time. Instead, he sat across from Aunt Lily. He hoped she wasn’t as cruel and wicked as his sister.
“I told her everything!” Ellie blurted out laughing, barely able to contain herself.
“Oh god…” Ethan looked at the two in horror, they loved the power they had over him. He sat there awkwardly as Ellie rattled off a recap of all the busts she’d pulled on him this summer. His face was red with embarrassment.
Ellie even told their aunt about her footsie torture at dinner last night. “No way! Right in front of me?!” Aunt Lily howled with laughter - she was already a few drinks in. She had a devilish twinkle in her eye with every passing drink.
“Oh my god, Ellie! You’re a natural!” Aunt Lily looked at her niece with pride.
“That reminds me of a story with your dad! Before your parents got married, we were touring a vineyard. I trapped him under a barrel and stomped on his nuts like they were grapes!” Aunt Lily snorted loudly and Ellie laughed hysterically.
“I’m talking… ground them flat!” Aunt Lily chuckled as she slid her foot across Ethan’s legs. His eyes went wide as her foot inched up his leg and onto his lap.
He shook his head ‘no’ locking eyes with Lily as Ellie laughed on. He instinctively clutched at the table cloth, waiting for her to stomp down, but she didn’t. Ethan unclenched, puzzled. Aunt Lily just winked and pulled her foot away.
By the end of the meal, the women were very much drunk. Ethan had a decent buzz from all the wine Aunt Lily kept ordering for the table.
They wandered back up to the penthouse and flicked on the lights. “Party’s not over yet, kiddos!” Aunt Lily whooped as she waived the bottle of champagne around wildly. Elie cheered loudly as she marched toward the kitchen.
“I’m really tired, I think I’m gonna lay down…” Ethan slurred his words, a little drunker than he thought. The drinks were free and it had been a particularly rough day after all.
“Fine, party pooper… more for us!” Ellie shook the bottle at Ethan as she dismissed him out of the room.
“Wait, Ethan! Would’ya be a good boy for us and open this bottle? Please?” Aunt Lily called out to him, holding a corkscrew and motioning for him to come back to the kitchen.
Ethan rolled his eyes and yanked the bottle from Ellie’s hands roughly. He took the corkscrew from his aunt and pried at the cork with all his might.
The cork gave with a loud pop and champagne sprayed everywhere! The kitchen was soaked - countertops, fridge, even the cabinets. The stream sprayed violently, dousing Ethan in champagne as he ran it to the sink and dumped the rest.
“Holy shit…” Ethan stood there flabbergasted, looking around at the mess.
“God, Ethan! You’re such a fuck up!” Ellie scoffed as she inspected her brand new dress. Luckily, she was spotless.
“Yeah, right! You bitches were the ones waving it around!” Ethan shouted angrily. He instantly regretted it as soon as he saw their awestruck faces.
“Oh, Ethan… You were doing so good…” Aunt Lily said in a disappointed, yet eerily-calm voice.
Ethan dripped in sticky champagne, his new suit ruined. The anger and frustration drained out of his face like he’d seen a ghost. He knew he fucked up, badly.
“Grab some towels from the bathroom and clean up the mess you made.” Aunt Lily approached Ethan and stood with her hands on her hips. She looked at him expectantly as he shifted his feet.
“Right…” Ethan gulped as he started for the bathroom.
“Stop. You’re soaked. You’re gonna get the carpet wet.” Aunt Lily scolded him with a look of frustration.
Ellie was loving this, she’d had her fun with Ethan all day and now Aunt Lily wanted her turn. She was schooling him so effortlessly too, she was the boss - no question.
“Okay…” Ethan paused.
“Strip.” Aunt Lily smirked.
“What?” Ethan wasn’t sure what to say.
“I said, strip.” Aunt Lily stood inches from Ethan.
She was about a foot shorter than him, but her dominance was clear. Because of their height difference, she had the perfect opportunity and seized it - she clawed at his wet dress pants, grabbing a fistful of his nutsack.
“Okay! Okay!” Ethan submitted before her grip was even fully tightened.
“Say ‘yes, ma’am’ Ethan…” Aunt Lily ordered, still holding his tender balls in her firm grip.
“Yes… ma’am…” Ethan winced, gritting his teeth in pain. She let go, but held Ethan by his arms. She wasn’t gonna let him fall, this early.
The wet material clung to Ethan’s body, he peeled off the jacket and shirt revealing his wet abs and speckled chest hair. Aunt Lily prodded on, the impatience growing on her face.
He slid off his pants and tossed them to the tile floor. Ethan stood there in nothing but his white briefs, still slick with champagne and drying all sticky. Ellie and Lily just giggled wickedly… enjoying toying with him.
“You were right, El! He’s wearing those stupid dweeb tighty whities!” Aunt Lily burst into laughter and turned back to Ellie, who was now filming with her phone.
Aunt Lily was buzzing, she felt so powerful. It was nice knowing she was still able to command men like she could in her heyday. Ethan, her burly and broad-shouldered nephew was taking orders from her!
“All fours!” Ellie added as she got out of her seat to film Ethan mopping up the spilled champagne. He was on his knees, bent over, scrubbing the floors and giving them quite a show wearing only briefs.
They commanded Ethan to stand on the countertop and wipe up the bubbly explosion off the cabinets. He felt like a chippendales dancer as they hollered at him. Even Aunt Lily started snapping pictures of the whole ordeal. Did she also have a gaggle of girlfriends to show this to?
As Ethan was finishing up the kitchen, Aunt Lily addressed her pathetic nephew again. She was suddenly stern once more: “Our shoes are sticky from all these puddles…”
“Yes, ma’am.” Ethan murmured as he crawled to the bathroom for fresh towels.
Lily and Ellie sat on the barstools at the kitchen island as Ethan sat at their feet, scrubbing at their new shoes. The girls picked at the fresh fruit in the gift basket, occasionally throwing some at Ethan.
“Sparkly clean.” Ethan huffed - still holding his aunt’s foot in hand and hoping his duties were fulfilled.
“Let me see…” Aunt Lily raised her foot, inspecting her news shoes and slowly waving them in Ethan’s face.
“You missed a spot.” Lily scoffed as she poked the heel at her nephew’s handsome, pleading face.
Ethan automatically grabbed her foot and continued scrubbing. Now they really were spotless.
Aunt Lily approved and addressed Ellie who was chopping away at a bundle of grapes.
“Ellie, how do you think your brother did today? On a scale of 1 to 10?” Aunt Lily giggled.
“Hmm… Well, he made a scene at the spa, it took him forever to get my shoes at the store, and he got kicked out of Victoria’s Secret! I’m gonna say a big fat ONE!” Ellie cackled wickedly watching Ethan’s face sink into a scowl.
“Harsh!…I’d give him… a solid TWO.” Aunt Lily smirked as she let her foot trail down Ethan’s torso, down his happy trail, and rest under the bulge of his briefs.
She gave his sack a sharp poke with the pointed toe of her heel, making him wince. Ethan just wanted this day to be over, but the girls were still having their fun.
“This is so unfair! I’ve been so good today!” Ethan felt pathetic having an outburst, but he was truly at the end of his rope. He was sticky, sore, and thoroughly humiliated.
“Oh Ethan, if that was your good… I’d hate to see your bad!” Aunt Lily looked down at her pleading nephew with a cold glare.
“Tell you what. I’ll show you how we beat the bad out of unruly boys like you back in MY day…” Aunt Lily flashed her wicked grin.
She grabbed Ethan by the chin and pulled him up from his knees. She pulled him over the massive velvet couch in the center of the luxurious living room.
Aunt Lily sat on the couch in a very ladylike manner, but her voice boomed with startling dominance. “Across my lap. Now.”
Ethan begrudgingly sprawled across his aunt’s lap. He was much bigger than her, on one end his arms hit the floor, on the other his knees hovered just above the floor. Positioned dead center on Lily’s lap was his ass, thing covered by his white briefs.
Once he was in position, Aunt Lily manhandled his junk, shifting and poking at his man bits until they were poking backwards, just as exposed as his ass.
Aunt Lily was bursting with excitement and she began spanking Ethan. WHACK after WHACK - the impact made loud smacking noises, echoing around the spacious penthouse. Ellie was giggling like mad watching her older brother get such a ridiculous punishment.
Ethan was taken aback by his aunt’s strength, she was brutal. Each spank landing perfectly from decades of experience spanking unruly bad boys.
“Bad boy! Bad boy!” Lily barked with each spank - she smiled and giggled the whole time, like it was the most fun she’s had in years.
Ethan was whimpering loudly, he hung limply over her lap like a muscular rag doll. She ordered him to respond with every smack.
“Sorry, Aunt Lily! Sorry, Aunt Lily!!” Ethan cried out, his voice was getting more and more desperate.
The painful ache in his still scalded nuts was becoming overwhelming. They felt like they were getting hit by a semi-truck again and again. He was trying not to give them the satisfaction of him bitch out, but his nuts felt like they were on fire. He squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip trying to suppress a scream.
“Pause!” Ellie jumped to her feet, still recording the whole ordeal with her phone now.
Aunt Lily halted her assault on Ethan’s nuts and he let out a small sigh of relief. They both looked at Ellie from across the room in confusion.
“What’s wrong, honey?” Aunt Lily asked, back to the sweet and caring tone she used to address her favorite niece.
“Oh, nothing’s wrong! I was just gonna grab you a towel. Whenever he starts making those kinds of whimpers and stupid faces, I know he’s getting close to… uh, waving the white flag, I guess.” Ellie chuckled as she ran to the bathroom to grab another fresh towel.
“Aw, you really are just like your father…” Aunt Lily chuckled, rubbing Ethan’s tender, bright red ass cheeks.
“Please… enough…” Ethan pleaded with zero dignity left. Aunt Lily loved seeing him so scared.
“Proceed!” Ellie threw a fresh towel to her aunt.
Lily shoved Ethan off her lap and he crashed to the floor. She gently unfolded the towel and placed it perfectly across her legs. Then she ordered Ethan back into position, he whimpered in defeat.
The spanking went on for another ten minutes. Soon, Ethan was begging for mercy - totally abandoning the macho, tough-guy act he was already failing at.
When Aunt Lily refused to stop, he could feel tears welling in his eyes. Before long, Ethan was openly sobbing. “No more.. No mooore. Please….”
Ellie was laughing uncontrollably now, mocking her older brother for being a cry baby. That’s when Ethan couldn’t hold back any longer.
His less-than-average sized dick had sprung to life against Aunt Lily’s lap and before he knew it he was gasping and groaning, practically humping her legs as he climaxed.
Aunt Lily had already noticed and enjoyed the involuntary reaction her spanks were having on her hunky nephew. She giggled realizing Ellie’s stories of Ethan’s busting-triggered cock were all true, she wasn’t exaggerating.
When his squirming had reached a fever-pitch, Lily let Ethan roll off her lap once again and splat limply onto the floor. He whimpered as he shoved his hands into his damp tighty whiteys.
“Fuck, they sting so bad…” Ethan groaned looking down at his pink and tender nutsack. Ellie and Aunt Lily stood over him, high-fiving and hugging.
“This is the best day ever!!” Ellie squealed with glee, showing her phone to Lily and letting her scroll through all the clips and photos she’d taken of Ethan’s spanking.
“Are we finished?...” Ethan groaned pathetically from the floor. They looked down at him with mocking pity.
“Alright, ya big baby!” Aunt Lily smiled as she poked at Ethan with her feet, she was back to her chipper self.
“Ethan, you’re so gross!” Ellie scoffed pointing at the wet, slimy spot oozing on his briefs.
“Oh dear, Ethan you’ll need some spare underwear…” Aunt Lily added with a sympathetic smirk.
Ethan crawled over to his backpack and rummaged through it. How could he have forgotten to bring an extra pair of undies? He could’ve sworn he’d packed them!
“I can’t find them…” he huffed in exhaustion, still sitting on the floor defeated.
“Hmm… I guess we do have a bunch of fresh panties from Victoria’s Secret… Maybe you’ll fit into one of those? You like your undies tight anyway, right?” Aunt Lily burst into laughter, imagining her handsome nephew crammed into a pair of lacy panties.
“He’s not getting any of mine!” Ellie taunted as she grabbed her shopping bag and brought it with her to the bathroom.
Aunt Lily sat on the couch next to Ethan and roughed up his messy, dark hair - still drenched with sweat. “Guess you’re stuck wearing mine… Don’t worry, I haven’t worn them yet!” She said with a chuckle.
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The next morning, Ethan was up bright and early once again. Aunt Lily and Ellie took the massive California king bed, leaving him to toss and turn all night on the sofa. He was still groggy, but forced himself up to get the women’s bags packed and loaded into the car.
Everyone was hungover, but Ethan’s was particularly nasty. The full aching in his nutsack made it worse. All that was left to do was drive Aunt Lily to the airport and finally return home.
By the time the ladies were up and getting dressed, Ethan had just finished packing the car. The girls giggled to themselves watching Ethan limp around, still looking disheveled from yesterday.
“There he is!” Ellie smirked with sarcastic clapping.
“I gotta say, the girls from cheer loved the videos I sent them last night! They’re really excited for us to come back home…” Ellie teased Ethan by showing her group chat filled with screenshots and video clips of him in compromising positions. He was still too tired to care.
“Aw look at you! You’ve got a punk-rocker thing going on, I like it!” Aunt Lily chirped, while rustling his greasy hair. This was her first time seeing him in his non-fancy, non-butler, clothes. He was in his classic vintage tee and faded jeans, a far cry from the butler boy from yesterday.
“Too bad you’re not a tough guy after all!” Aunt Lily added, wrapping her arm around his neck and holding him in a headlock, which took him by surprise.
“Ah! Let go!” Ethan squirmed, still locked in her hold.
“You’ve got to promise me you’ll stay out of trouble, Ethan!” Aunt Lily chuckled as he pried at her arm. She used her free hand to slither down Ethan’s body before settling on the crotch of his jeans. She grabbed a fistful, making Ethan wince as she squashed his sore nuts.
“Alright! I will! I promise!” Ethan angrily huffed through gritted teeth, now trying to yank her hand from his crotch.
“Oh! At least you’ve got a little souvenir from our family bonding time!” Aunt Lily laughed hysterically as Ethan’s baggy shirt rode up - revealing the bright-pink lacy trim of the panties she’d loaned him last night. They were peeking from just above his belt buckle. Ethan tugged at his shirt, clearly embarrassed.
Aunt Lily’s hardy laughing made it easier for Ethan to slip away from her headlock and pry her hands off his bulge. He broke away and stood there awkwardly, visibly angry, but not willing to try anything,
“I still don’t have any extra, alright?…” Ethan admitted in a hushed tone, hoping Ellie couldn’t hear their conversation from across the penthouse.
“Good boy…” Aunt Lily smirked, looking him up and down. She smiled knowing how much power she had over him - even if he was younger and more spry. With that, she handed him the last of her very heavy suitcases.
Ellie came running from across the room, finally finished packing the last of her bags as well.
“Take mine too.” Ellie commanded in her classic bratty tone. She slammed her heavy overnight bag into her brother, letting it whack Ethan square in the balls and knocking the wind out of him.
Ethan let out a low groan, hands too full to cup his bruised balls. He limped along, straining to carry their heavy bags as they finished checking-out of the hotel.