Auntie Moira stood in front of me as l was tied naked to the tree in her garden. Her two nieces had tied my hands and cock and balls to the small tree, leaving me to receive the wrath of their auntie.
"So what has my two naughty girls been up to while I've been away?"
l looked away not wanting to catch her stern look as she walked slowly around the tree swearing at me. She asked me who l was and how I'd got myself into this situation. l muttered out the events leading up to my being tied up. She let out a loud laugh as she untied me but left the ribbon dangling between my legs.
"Ok boy, let's go you into my house, you must be freezing." she sternly spoke, as she took hold of the end of the ribbon and pulled me by my ball sac across the lawn. Surprising it didn't hurt so much as my balls were frozen.
"So you're Georgie's little sissy housemaid then and you and that cad Aaron have been house minding while he's been away?"
l replied, "Yes, it got out of hand when the girls saw me in the back yard yesterday evening and..."
"Ok l get it alright. l see you and the girls have been at my wardrobe and from the mess you made of my red dress, it's stretched out of shape and will need dry cleaning. How dare you use my best clothes. l think you deserve to be punished!"
"Waw...wait a minute!" l protested "they forced me to dress up in your clothes. l wasn't given a choice. Please believe me?"
"Shut up bitch. l don't believe you. l think you wanted the girls to dress you up. Now do as you're told and go into my kitchen where l want you to bend over one of the bar stools and wait for me."
l reluctantly walked through into her large kitchen and found next to the breakfast table there was two high bar stools. l stood looking at them as l contemplated running out of the back door to make my escape. l walked over to the door but it was locked, so l tried to climb on to a kitchen top to get out through a window.
Aunt Moira came into the kitchen and grabbed my arm, and yanked me towards the stool. She made me lean over the stool and then tied the ribbon that hung from my balls to the leg of the stool.
"Don't move bitch, while l sort out which implement to thrash you with."
l heard her rooting through half a dozen cupboard drawers until she let out a long sigh of satisfaction. She leaned over my side and said she was going to teach me a lesson in good manners and behaviour. l began feeling sick to the stomach as she teased me by singing: "Cry baby cry!"
And then l felt the first sting strike across my bare buttocks making me yell out. Then a second strike and a third each one that bit harder. She leaned over to ask if l was okay and l pleaded with her to let me go. But instead she went to the freezer and took out two bags of ice cubes and placed one on my buttocks and the other between my legs next to my balls and clitty.
"This will help you with the pain and freeze your tiny little cock and balls even smaller, not that there's much to shrink to be honest, is there clit bitch?"