This is a story about a young man's high school bully slowly turning him, his mom, his sister, and his dad into big black cock submissive sluts. I've been wanting to try writing erotic fiction for a long time, this is my first go at it.
The first chapter involves Andy's parents finding out about a fantasy: getting a birthday spanking by Marcus, his high school bully. His parents turn this fantasy into a reality.
This story contains these themes (among others): femdom, incest, cuckolding, spanking, watersports, straight sex, gay sex, reluctant/nonconsensual sex. So if you are not into those things, don't read the story.
All characters are over the age of 18. This is purely a fantasy.
Chapter 1: My Secret Gets Out
It was an awkward time in my life. Although I was eighteen, I had the look of a thirteen year old boy. I had a little bit of baby fat left and had not filled out. I had not grown much body hair, and my ass and thighs were round and smooth.
I thought about girls constantly, and the short dresses and skirts girls wore to school drove me crazy. Not only that, but I had a severe lack of confidence and was a favorite target for bullies.
Easily my most hated bully was Marcus. He stood five inches taller than me and always showed off his muscular frame. He was the only black guy in our high school, which made him a hot commodity among the girls.
Marcus's taunting was unrelenting. In the hall, his favorite hobby was to coerce me into doing things for him.
"Hey, ya fag," he'd say as he would stop me in the hall, "buy me a soda."
On one occasion, I told him no. Marcus's response was to get his jock buddies and girlfriends to chant, "Andy's a little faggot boy, Andy's a little faggot boy" until I ran away into my next class.
I was so ashamed of myself. Why did Marcus insist on humiliating me? What was so wrong with me?
He got as much pussy and ass as he could ever want. Not only that, but his girlfriends seemed to enjoy him taunting me.
This constant bullying turned into a fetish for me. I started to deal with my shame through sexual humiliation. Thoughts of Marcus slapping my face over and over again, spitting on my face, and making me suck his cock started to pass my mind more and more. I didn't understand. I was straight. I wanted to fuck girls. But I suddenly couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to submit to and accept Marcus's bullying.
I wanted to confide in someone about these weird and disturbing images I was developing. I invited over my best friend Stephen and we bullshitted for a while in my basement.
After a pause in conversation, I said, "Hey man, can I ask you a very personal question?"
"Of course," Stephen said, "you can ask me anything."
"Ok....what is your wildest sexual fantasy?"
"Hmm," he pondered. After a long pause, he looked at me and said, "you know what, I'll do you one better. I can give you an experience. But I gotta warn you, it's weird. Don't judge me."
"Dude, of course I won't judge you," I said.
"Ok. Last week, Mom searched through my internet history when I was away."
"So what?"
"Well, She found my porn, which is...umm...pretty fucked up."
"You know I like fucked up things."
"I don't know why, but I really get turned on thinking about myself being, like, spanked by my family. Like Mom, my sister...and Dad."
"Whoa man, that is super fucked up."
"Alright, but you have not heard the least of it. My mom, well, she decided to fulfill my fantasy."
Not knowing what he meant, I asked, "What, did she set you up with a girl into that stuff?"
"No man. She fucking spanked me."
"What, your mom? No dude, I'm sorry, there is no fucking way."
"I'm telling you, she spanked me...and so did my sister...and so did Dad."
"Really? This is too good, man. Keep going."
"So, we were all eating dinner together like we always do. Halfway through the meal my sister, out of the fucking blue, says, 'I hear you need to be punished.'"
"What?" I asked.
"I mean, I obviously was stunned, and asked my sister what she was talking about. This really caused Mom to snap. She told me that little boys who need to be punished don't get to protest. I was to go upstairs and make a list of everything I had done wrong and then report to the living room to receive my punishment."
"Man, this is actually pretty hot."
"At that point, I knew that Mom had told my sister about my porn. The rest is history. I go downstairs and read off the list of things I've done wrong. Mom makes me strip completely naked and bend over a chair. They all take turns belting me."
When Stephen was telling his story, I couldn't help but get hard as well. "I...uh...I don't even know what to say."
He laughed, "It looks like your cock is talking for you. Alright, man. I gave you mine. What's yours?"
"You have to promise you won't tell anyone. It is pretty fucking weird."
"Did you not just hear what came out of my mouth?" he said.
I paused for a moment, looked down to the ground, and said, "I don't have much luck with girls and I get bullied every fucking day. Part of me just wants to submit to the taunting and do what Marcus says. I fantasize about him doing fucked up shit like spanking my ass and, well, fucking his girlfriends in front of me."
"Holy shit. I heard about this! I think you're a sissy boy. You get turned on by being humiliated by superior, stronger men. It's pretty common actually. Marcus is so strong and domineering, so I don't blame you." He said, trying to comfort me.
"Yeah, well. Please just keep this secret," I said, probably looking pretty embarrassed.
"For sure. But I don't think you're telling me everything. I bet you have some fucked up incest fantasies, just like everyone else."
I never thought about incest much before, but his story gave me a new thought I had to get out.
"Umm....your story kinda gave me an idea."
"It's not a story bro, this fucking happened."
"Ok, well. It would be fucked up, but kinda hot, to get a spanking by Marcus...on my birthday...with family and friends watching. I don't know why man, it's making me hard."
"In my experience you need to listen to your gut. I know it sounds stupid. I bet Marcus would have a fun time with you and I bet your parents would, too.'
"Even if I wanted to do something like this, my family wouldn't be down. And Marcus is an asshole, I hate that guy."
"Did you ever think you hated him because you could never be him?"
I didn't reply because I couldn't believe my best friend actually suggested I humiliate myself in front of my worst enemy.
My nineteenth birthday was fast approaching. Five days before it, I was with my mom, dad, and sister around our swimming pool. Fran, my twin sister, is very tan, has a huge ass and round thighs, small tits, a gorgeous smile, and cute brown hair. My mother, Mary, has a smaller bubble butt, long legs, big tits, and a mischievous grin. Both were wearing their usual skimpy swimsuits, and I couldn't help but look at their gorgeous bodies. My dad, George, is a very handsome, tall, and muscular man, and also a very loving father.
As we were all hanging out around the pool, Mom said something I never expected.
"So Andy, I hear you need to be punished."
I looked back and forth at my mom, dad, and sister, grasping at what to say next. What the hell did they mean?
"I...I have no idea what you're talking about!" I said.
"Oh I think you do, Son." my father said, a little bit condescendingly. "There will be no ifs, ands, or buts. We are going to give you the birthday spanking you've always needed, you naughty boy."
My mom and sister sniggered after seeing the embarrassment on my face. Although I definitely was shocked, I was also weirdly excited. I never thought in a million years that this fantasy might become reality.
I spent the next five days switching between nervous anticipation and incredible excitement. Was this really going to happen? Although I was not looking forward to having my fantasies paraded in front of my family, I loved the idea of getting humiliated by the very people who love me the most.
