a new life

       A NEW LIFE.

CHAPTER 2. UNDERWEAR INSPECTION.

Having spent a restless night, after what was the worst night of their lives the Seymour-McKenzie’s found themselves in front of their one time friend Jane. She had arranged for their clothes to be collected from their home and as they stood in front of her, each of their wardrobes were spread out on separate tables. Jane stood in front of the first table. It was full of underwear, Bras, Pantyhose and panties. “ You will all tidy these up, you will put them all in separate piles. Mr Paul will be arriving soon and he will be making a full inspection of your underwear, you will sort them into sections showing him what you wear for everyday use, for evening or going  out and for places like church. You will separate any that are not perfect, that means any that should have been thrown out but were not. I know women hang on to these things. I am after all a woman, eh Claris and I know how these things work. Let me say that it is an honour for you ladies that Mr Paul is going to inspect your underwear draw and with that in mind you will show him total respect during the session, anything less will be punished”. Jane’s little speech had brought home to them the true situation that they found themselves in. It was unreal what had happened to this family over the last few days. “ Strip naked and stand in front of your pile of underwear”. A new torment was beginning as all three of them stripped naked. Jane took in the sight. Each of them had a fine pair of Tits. The two daughters had inherited their Mothers good kooks and also her large breasts. Grinning from ear to ear Jane handed them each a pair of panties. They were the panties that had intrigued Paul with their different pink, blue and yellow edges. “ Put these on and then put your Bras back on”. She had given Claris the pair with the Blue edges and waistband, Collette had been given the pink edges, the same pair her Mother had worn the day before, and young Julie the yellow edged pair. Collette tried to make the pair fit, but in truth she was thinner than her mother and they did not fit her as they should. They were just a tad big and she looked silly in them. The same could be said for Julie. The ill fitting panties somehow made the girls feel more humiliated, if that was possible. The fact that they were their Mothers heaped more shame on them. “ I am aware that those panties do not fit you two, but let me warn you, as long as Mr Paul allows you to keep them on you will not let them fall down, is that clear”. Neither girl answered her as she saw the first tear of the day form around young Julies eyes. “ You will now sort out your smalls, you will not speak to each other. When I come back Mr Paul will be with me, you will each take it in turn to give him a good morning kiss, and I mean a kiss, not a peck but a full blown kiss on the lips finishing off with a French kiss sucking on his tongue. You will kiss him like he is your lover”. There were sobs as she made this little speech. Claris wanted the ground to open up as she listened to this woman who she hated and hated and hated. “ Are you glad I made friends with you Claris, what more could a woman want than to be introduced to a gentleman who not only takes a liking to you but is also prepared to make sacrifices to spend time with your daughters”. Jane looked directly into Claris Seymour-Mackenzie’s eyes. She could see the pure hatred there. She was willing Claris to rebel. But it did not come. The total fear of this woman made sure of that. Just then Julie took hold of the waistband of her panties and pulled them up tight. A sob escaped her as she did this, and it brought a smile to Jane’s lips. “ Good girl we don’t want your panties to fall down in front of a gentleman do we girl”. With a broken heart the girl nodded. “ No Miss”. With that Jane went to the door before turning round. “ Buy ladies see you soon”.

The women silently sorted through the underwear. Both the girls having to pull up tight their panties to stop them falling down. They would have stayed up but the girls took no chances. Total fear was in the room and you could almost taste it. The women were left for over an hour before they heard the door open. As Paul and Jane entered the room they were laughing and joking, making the situation even more unreal. “ Good morning ladies, how are you on this lovely day”. Paul looked at the vision before him. “ Nice very nice, what a vision you all make”. Jane took up the mantle as she walked behind the women. “ Kiss time ladies, Mummy first, then Collette, and then baby”. Claris took Paul’s head in her hands and put her lips up to his. Within a minute she was giving him a French kiss. Paul could feel the tears on her face. His hands had taken her bottom cheeks, and he felt her up through her panties. the process was repeated with the two daughters as the humiliation continued. Finally the women were told to stand in front of their own underwear, and the humiliation of the family continued.

Paul picked up item after item and held them up, feeling the texture as he moved from one pile to another. Holding up a pair of black silk panties belonging to Collette. “ When was the last time you wore these girl”. Collette shifted on her feet as she felt her shoulders heave. “ I think it was a few weeks ago Sir, I went for a night out with my friends and I wore them then Sir. “ Hoping no doubt to trap a man and probably fuck him”. “ No Sir, I am not like that Sir”. “ So are you telling me you are a virgin then, tell the truth or regret for life”. “ No Sir but I have only had sex twice, please Sir don’t make me say these things, not in front of my Mother”. She put her hands in her face and sobbed. Paul felt his loin move as he put this girl through utter humiliation. “ Nonsense girl these panties are fucking panties, tell me what they are”. He waited for a second or two before he saw Jane who was stood behind her lean over and whisper something into Collette’s ear. There was immediate panic as Collette nodded her head. “ Yes Sir sorry Sir they are my fucking panties Sir I wear them when I want to go out for a fuck. Stood next to her, both her Mother and her Sister began sobbing at what was happening. Claris was almost howling as her daughter was being humiliated for the amusement of two people. “ Take off your mothers panties girl, put on your get me a man panties and lets see if Mr Paul thinks they are panties to get fucked in”. Collette felt feint as she took the waistband of her panties and pulled them down and off. Paul still had the black panties in his hand as Collette stood and waited for him to give them to her. Instinctively she put her hands in front of her pussy. “ Hands away girl, how dare you cover yourself in front of a gentleman, you insolent and ungrateful girl”. Collette pulled her hands to her side. “ Sorry Miss, sorry”. Jane picked up a cane from a side table. “ Put your right hand out to your side, hold it shoulder high, I will teach you to put your hands where they don’t belong”. Collette held the hand out and sobbed almost silently as she was about to be caned for covering herself up to save her dignity. CRACK.CRACK.CRACK. Three swift and hard blows to the palm of her hand brought squeals from the girl. Paul watched as this wonderful looking girl was thrashed on her hands, stood in only her Bra, her pussy on full show. Jane repeated the thrashing on the other hand. The pain in her hands was awful, but to be caned for what she had done was worse. “ What do you not do in front of a gentleman girl”. With pauses for little sobs Collette told them that she must not cover her private parts in front of a gentleman. “ Good that’s better, that goes for you two, never have I seen such impudence. What way have you brought your girls up Claris, lets see if you have grasped what I have said. Both of you take off your panties and lets see what you do with you hands”. Both Claris and Julie removed their panties and stood with their arms by their side. The three of them dressed only in their Bras hands down by their sides, as Paul took in the sight before him. “ That’s better and make sure that’s what you do in future, now what Bra did you wear on your night out girl”. Collette reached down to the table and picked up a full black Bra. “ This one Miss”. “ Then hand it to Mr Paul, how can he inspect it if you don’t give it to him, you really are stupid aren’t you”.  The insults and verbal humiliation continued as Jane brought this family down to a blabbering mess. The Bra was handed to Paul who felt it between his fingers. Looking at the label he read out loud “34D”. “Take your Bra off girl and put this one on”. Poor Collette reached behind her and winced as she tried to unclip her Bra. Her hands and fingers were numb from the caning and she was having great difficulty opening it. “ I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it. A 20 year old girl and she cant remove her own Bra. You must be a simpleton. Stop what you are doing, pull the straps down your shoulders, then reach into each Bra strap and pull each Tit out of its cup. Then pull the Bra over your head”. Collette was panicking as she obeyed this dreadful order. Finally she stood in front of Paul naked, her hands down by her side. Her Tits were large without any sagging. A superb pair. Her nipples were soft brown and the dark brown centre made a good contrast. She stood naked sobbing. “ Mr Paul will no doubt want to inspect those later, but for now we will concentrate on underwear. Put the black Bra and panties on and lets see what a young girl wears for a night out on the town”. Collette was almost relieved to hear this instruction as a least she could cover herself. She looked stunning in the underwear. “ Turn round and put your legs wide apart and bend right over, I want to see those panties stretched on your cheeks”. These women were now almost putty in their hands as they were shamed and humiliated beyond belief. “ Good stand straight and remove them and await Mr Paul’s instructions”. Paul picked up a pair of white cotton panties from the table holding the underwear of Claris. Holding them up to get a good look at them. They were as plain as you could get. Pure white and full cut. “ When do you wear these girl”. “ During the week Sir”. A grin appeared on Paul’s face as he looked at the panties. “ Do you think your panties should be in good condition woman, because there is a thread hanging loose from the hem”. Sure enough there was a very small piece of thin white  thread, about a eight of an inch. It was hardly noticeable, but Paul was an expert at spotting these things. Jane moved over and looked at the offending thread. “ Oh dear, what have we got hear, you go out in panties that are only fit for the bin, you disgusting creature, your supposed to be my friend and yet you wear panties like that whilst I make an effort to always look nice. You will suffer for that girl, you have made me look bad in front of Mr Paul, I assured him that I would only introduce him to clean and smart ladies and you have made a liar out of me. Get that Bra off, I want you naked for this punishment, I can assure you that you will take better care of your underwear in future”. Sheer terror gripped Claris as she remove her Bra. Her Tits were huge and sagged very little for a woman of her age. Paul took the Bra and looking at the back revealed that she was a 36 DD. Mother and one daughter stood naked in front of the pair with the other in only her Bra. All three were crying openly as this pair toyed with them. “ What am I going to punish you for Claris, and think hard about your answer”. “ For having panties with a thread hanging from them Miss, I am sorry Miss please forgive me”. What had happened to her life. Tears flowed freely as she stood naked and crying in front of her family tormentors. “ I have changed my mind about you being naked, Take the offending panties and put them on”. With a heavy heart she took the panties and pulled them on. The thread was on the side of the panties. The right hand side to be precise. “ Hands on your head and don’t move, you will be strapped on the offending thread to remind you to check your underwear in future”. Standing behind Claris who was facing Paul, hands on head her Tits naked she was a vision of  delight for anyone like Paul. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. CRACK. Ten times the strap landed in the thread on the waistband. Pain ran through her hips and up her stomach as she screamed in agony. This proud attractive woman had just been thrashed for having a thread of cotton hanging from the waistband of her panties. “ In future you will check all details on your underwear, how dare you show disrespect to a gentleman in this way again. Now get those panties off and take the thread off with your teeth”. The sobbing Claris took off the panties and put them to her mouth and chewed on the thread. What a thing for a proud woman to have to do. She managed to bite the thread off and held them out for Jane to inspect. The red marks on right hip was changing to purple as she searing heat from it stung her. “ Put them back on and ask Mr Paul if he is happy with your panties, and lets hope for your sake he is”. The poor woman put them back on and stood close to Paul, she asked him if he would inspect them, and tell her if he was happy with them. Paul contented himself with feeling these plain white panties for a good while. “ You my dear Claris are a very lucky lady. You have in your possession a pair of panties not fit to be seen by a gentleman and yet Mr Paul is still willing to feel you up. Whilst he feels you up thank him and tell him how lucky you are”. Claris was in bits as she stood getting her panties felt as she thanked him and told him how lucky she was. Paul finally pulled the panties down her thighs and took them off her. “ Stay close to me Claris I may have use for you”. Paul walked over to the table of Julie. There was a real assortment of underwear on the table, as you would expect from a teenager. Picking up a pair of plain white cotton panties he gave them to Claris. “ Hold your daughters panties up so that I can inspect them. Claris took the panties, and with her shoulders bobbing up and down from sobbing she held up her daughters panties for this man to look at. “ These have got to be your school panties, am I right girl”. “ Yes Sir”. “ What year are you in”. This was unreal as Paul held a conversation with a naked schoolgirl. “ My final year Sir”. Julie shifted uneasily on her feet as this conversation went on. “ Give the panties to your daughter Claris, then pick up another pair, you are not to stand there holding nothing, hold them at a good height for inspection, don’t make me bend my head to look or you will regret it”. Claris handed the panties to Julie and reached down and picked up a pair of red thongs. The contrast  could not have been greater between the two panties. Paul looked on as Julie pulled on the white cotton school panties. They fitted her like a glove, snugly hugging her hips and backside. “ Which Bra would you wear to school with those panties girl”. Julie reached down and picked up a plain white cotton Bra. “ This one Sir”. Paul took the Bra from her and felt it. No man had ever done this to any of these women and the humiliation of it was burning into them. “ Put it on, then go over to your clothes rack and put on your full uniform”. Julie put the Bra on and walked over to her clothes and began to look for her uniform. Paul had Claris put Julie’s red thongs back and moved over to Collette’s table. Picking up a pair of pink silk panties he gave them Claris, who shamefaced held up her daughters panties so this man could inspect them. Jane had been watching all this, and had been getting turned on by the total simplicity of it all and the shame and humiliation it was having on these women. “ Pull those panties taunt Claris how do you expect Mr Paul to inspect your daughters panties if you don’t hold them right”. Claris pulled the panties tight, fearing that she might upset Jane. “ Paul I am going over to the other end of the room, I have some paperwork to do, if you need me or are having trouble with the girls, just send them to me”. Jane departed , leaving Paul in charge of the family. He had Collette put on the pink panties, and had her turn and bend for him. She looked divine in them. Paul had her stand next to the table and reaching out he felt her through the panties. Smiling into her face her began to get hard as he felt up this attractive 20 year old girl through her pink silk panties. Suddenly he looked over at Claris who just stood next to her daughters table, her head bowed as she softly cried. “ What were you told to do girl, I think you were told to always be holding up some of your daughters panties for me to inspect”. Claris jumped as panic set it. “ Sorry Sir “. As she picked up a white pair of Collette’s Panties. Holding them out and stretching them so he could get a good view. What a pitiful situation these proud women found themselves in. Paul looked at the panties Claris was holding up. A sexy pair of nylon white panties, these were sexy. They  were made of stretch lace, with a contrasting central bow detail and beautiful curved edges. They were almost see-through, and possibly the nicest pair of panties Paul had seen in a long time. “ Take off the pink panties, Claris hand your daughter those sexy panties and Collette you can model them for me”. When Collette stood in front of him with them on he whistled. “ Wow Collette they are nice”. His cock twitched as he stared at her on these sexy panties and her naked breasts. Tears rolled down her face as the shame of what was happening enveloped her. Turning to Claris, who in the meantime had already picked up another pair of Collette’s panties. He shook his head. “Put them down, you had your chance, you were told to always have a pair of your daughters panties held up, and ready for me to inspect. Obviously its an order you don’t want to do, as you did not do it, so you can go over to Miss Jane and tell her that you don’t think you should participate in your families underwear inspection”. “ Please Sir oh please Sir don’t send me to Miss Jane, please Sir don’t send me, Sir please let me take part, Sir let me hold out my daughters panties ,Sir let me hold them up. I do want to take part, its an honour Sir for you to inspect our panties, please I beg of you please Sir have mercy”. Claris was in turmoil. She was begging to be humiliated. How her life has changed. Paul put out his hand and took her chin in his hand. Smiling at her sheer agony and shame. “ Go over to Miss Jane and convince her you want to participate in your families underwear inspection, no more words just go or it will be twice as bad for you and your girls”. Claris had done all her begging, her heart was breaking as she walked over to the other end of the room. She was sobbing openly as she stood in front of Jane. Naked as the day she was born in front of her former friend. Jane was sat down on a settee with a pile of papers on her lap. She did not look up at Claris, but she could see her standing naked in front of her. Claris cleared her throat. “ Please Miss, Mr Paul  has sent me over Miss”. She did not now what else to say. Jane left her standing there as she continued to look at her paperwork. Claris was terrified as she was made to wait. She could hear Paul in the background telling Collette to turn and bend over. She could hear her daughters cries , as she stood with her back to them facing Jane and waiting. Claris sobbed quietly as she stood in front of Jane. Finally Jane looked up from her paperwork. “ Yes what do you want”. There was a frightening tone to the way it was said. Claris felt feint as she steadied herself . She knew somehow this was not going to be good. She was absolutely terrified. “  Why has Mr Paul sent you to me, and you better make it good“. The 42 year old mother of two stood naked and shaking with fear . “ Please Miss, Mr Paul told me to tell you that he didn’t think I wanted to take part in my families underwear inspections, but Miss I do Miss, I just forgot to pick up another pair of panties Miss, I just forgot Miss, I am so sorry Miss”. “So are you calling Mr Paul a liar, is that what you are saying girl”. Claris was being degraded verbally by this woman. “Please Miss I do want to participate, honestly Miss, I do Miss, please let me hold up my daughters underwear for Mr Paul to inspect Miss, please Miss”. “ Don’t you want to hold your own up for him, just your daughters eh, that’s very selfish, I am very disappointed in you Claris, I introduce you to a gentleman and although you seem to be only too pleased to help him inspect your daughters underwear, you object to helping him inspect your own“. Claris broke down with this onslaught of verbal abuse. “ Go over to the table and bring me the riding crop”. At the mere mention of the riding crop, Claris broke down. This was a woman totally humiliated and shamed. She had begged to be allowed to shame herself and yet she was being sent for the crop. Slowly she walked over to the table and shivered as she took hold of this awful looking instrument. This was supposed to be used on a horse. Jane was going to use it in Claris. Jane had stood up and waited for Claris to bring the crop. Taking it from her she swished it in the air. It made a frightening noise. Claris could not comprehend what was happening, surely she would not use this on her. “ Turn round, spread your feet wide apart and bend right over”. The order had come. She was going to be thrashed for not holding up a pair of her daughters panties. Taking up the pose, as she whimpered how sorry she was. Jane took aim. CRACK.CRACK.CRACK.CRACK.CRACK Claris had never felt anything like it. The crop had landed on the top of her thighs, and the pain shot through her whole body. Paul heard the crop land, and the screams of Claris, which echoed round the room. Paul starred at Collette in her white nylon panties and bare Tits. The screams of her mother sending her into panic. “Stand still girl, your mother is only getting what she deserves. Don’t you think so”. The question was cruel , and had its effect as the girl began to sob more. “ I asked you a question Collette”. There was no where for her to go. “ Yes Sir”. She had to agree with him that her mother deserved to get the riding crop for forgetting to hold up a pair of her panties. Claris stayed in position. She sobbed and sobbed as the pain ripped through her. “ Stand and face me”. The pain increased as she stood, but she had to face Jane. Her face was red and swollen with crying, but to Jane and Paul this added to her beauty . “ Go over to Mr Paul and tell him I have had a quiet word with you and that you will be only too happy to assist in his inspection of your families underwear”. Poor Claris hobbled over to join Paul and her daughters. “ Well girl have we had a change of mind”. Her heart was breaking, the shame and humiliation was burning in her as she told him that Jane had had a quiet word with her and she would be only too happy to assist in her families underwear inspections. “ Good I am wondering whether I am wasting my time with you and your family. I am giving of my time, and a great deal of it and you do not seem to want to carry on. Do you want to carry on or not it’s a simple question Claris, do you want me to stay involved with you and your family”. Claris was totally humiliated, as she stood naked in front of this man as he shamed and degraded her and her family. “ Yes Sir I want you to stay involved with us Sir please”. “ Very well then lets continue with your families underwear inspection”. Claris had just remembered the panties as she saw him look at her. She picked up the nearest pair on Julies table and held them up and pulled them open. They were a black cotton pair of schoolgirl panties. “Stand next to Julie and hold them out”. Paul took in the sight of Julie, who had returned dressed in her full school uniform. White cotton blouse, school tie, a grey pleated tunic, and white knee socks. Paul was getting the hots. God he thought she looked Devine. “ Right Julie lets see what a genuine schoolgirl looks like, pull up your uniform and show me what I am missing having left school many years ago”. Julie was resigned to this, but it did not stop the tears from flowing as she pulled up the tunic and bunched it up around her waist. Her bare thighs and the knee socks and her white cotton panties would have been too much for most red bloodied men but Paul was an exception at holding on. But his cock twitched at the sight before him, “ Turn round and show me your backside”. turning round he had her bend over and looked at the panties as they clung to her backside. Moving to stand directly in front of her, he told Claris to stand by her daughters side and to hold the black panties at the same level as her daughters bottom. “ I will inspect two panties at the same time”. Smiling Paul put one hand on Julies panty covered backside and the other on the pair her mother held. He felt them both up, looking into Claris tear strained eyes. “ Get over here Collette stand to the other side of your sister”. Collette ran over to stand beside Julie and Paul took it in turn to feel Julies bottom and Collette’s crotch. Jane sauntered over and took in the scene. As she watched Paul amuse himself with the two daughters she grinned as she looked at Claris. “ Sort of surplus to requirements, Claris I see, might as well make yourself useful. As you can see Paul is using both hands to feel your daughters up, so be a good girl and put those panties down, kneel in front of Mr Paul pull down his pants and using that mouth of yours bring him to heaven. Claris felt a flood of tears. She couldn’t do it, surely she wouldn’t make her do that. Jane smiled as she turned to walk back to her paper work, as she walked away she shouted over her shoulder. “ If you have any trouble with her, just send her over to me, and Claris, do not spill a drop,  I will be inspecting”. Claris thought her head would explode, but out of fear she dropped to her knees, and taking Paul’s belt she undid it and pulled his pants down, then his boxers and  there in front of her was the first cock she had seen since her husband had died. Pauls cock was at bursting point as he felt Julie and Collette to his hearts content. “ Suck Claris I am close to heaven”. Claris hardly had time to put his cock in her mouth when he came in a powerful crescendo. Feeling up two daughters and their mother about to suck him was too much even for Paul. He came all over Claris’s mouth as she desperately tried to stop it spilling. Panic stations set in as she suddenly saw Jane standing over her. “ Dear me Claris its just not your day is it. Never mind what’s on the floor at the moment. Clean Mr Paul’s cock with your mouth and then dry him with a pair of your panties”. The two daughters remained in position as they were degraded, and Collette had the misfortune to see her mother grovelling over a cock. Claris almost chocked on the cum, but managed finally to wipe him clean with a pair of her church panties. “ Good I think it’s about time we had some lunch and you regained your strength for this afternoon Paul”. Jane looked down at the cum covered carpet. “ Remember there are cameras all over this mansion. Whilst we are gone, you Claris will lick up Mr Paul’s cum, you will swallow every bit off it. Tidy yourselves up. You, Julie stay dressed as you are, Paul’s little schoolgirl. You Collette get dressed in your Sunday best, same for you Claris only you can put on the panties you cleaned Mr Paul’s cock with. Claris pull Mr Paul’s pants up girl, what are you thinking off, and all off you thank Mr Paul for his help in the inspection of your underwear”. All three lowered their heads after thanking him and sobbed. Jane turned to leave with Paul. “ See you later girls”. 

After Jane and Paul left, the three gave each other a cuddle and cried buckets on each others shoulder, but Claris knew about the cameras. She urged her daughters to get dressed as they had been told and to tidy up their underwear tables. “ Keep your backs to me, don’t worry I will be alright”. She dropped to her knees and bent down on all fours. She looked at the blob of cum that lay on the carpet. One large blob and several smaller ones. Claris took a deep breath and bent down to the carpet, she covered the large blob of cum and gulped it into her mouth and swallowed in one movement. She started to gag at the thought of what she had done. Her daughters could hear her gagging, but tried not to think about it. Claris could not believe what she was doing. There was no one here with a crop or a strap, and yet the terror they had instilled in her was total. A few weeks ago the church was her life. She never even thought about men, yet here she was licking up a mans cum. As tears dropped to the floor she lowered herself again and like a dog she licked up all the remaining little drops. By the time she had finished the carpet was soaked where she had tried to make sure that all the cum was licked up. Finally she was satisfied and she rose to join her daughters and get deressed. Pulling on the sticky white silk panties, she covered them in brown pantyhose and then finished off with a white silk blouse and a white eyelet maxi skirt, bohemian style, very fetching, to be dressed like this and then to be humiliated in it was soul destroying. Finally spending time to make sure her underwear table was neat and tidy the women stood by their tables, sobbing and waiting for their new owners. 

As the door to the room open, three very frightened women stood to attention as the new couple in their lives entered. The power Jane felt was exilerating, during the next few weeks she was going to see just how far she could push this family. Walking over to face the women she could almost taste the fear. Casualily she walked over to the spot on the carpet where Pauls cum had landed. Looking down she could see a wet spot where Claris had cleaned it up. Pointing to the spot with the riding crop she called Claris over to her. “ Whats that girl, I thought I told you to clean up the mess you and your girls had made poor Mr Paul do”. Claris looked at the carpet. “ Its clean Miss, its just wet, it will dry clean Miss, I did clean all of it Miss, I did Miss”. Jane told Julie to go and get the strap from the table and bring it over. “ Kneel down and stick your nose into that spot”. The humiliation had started already. Claris dropped to her knees, bent down and stuck her nose against the wet spot. How low she had got over a short period. Jane bent down and took the hem of Clarises white bohemian style skirt and lifted it up and over her back. Claris was knelt with her nose stuck in the carpet her skirt pulled up over her back giving Jane a view of her full backside, in brown pantyhose under which she wore a fine pair of white broderie panties, with Little dots of yellow at intermittent intervals around the leg bottoms. There was a little yellow ribbon at the front of her waist topside, but this could not be seen by Jane as she gazed at what she had uncovered. Standing over Claris, Jane placed her feet on either side of her body and facing the way that Clarises bottom pointed she was able to place herself right over Clarises backside. She decided to leave Claris in her underwear for this little strapping as Jane always felt that the humiliation was more intence if the woman still had some clothing on. It somehow made it more of an invasion. Jane got off on humiliation as much as causing pain. The pain and fear was a means to an end. Jane brought the strap down hard and fast. CRACK.CRACK.CRACK.CRACK.CRACK.CRACK. Three vicious belts on each side of her bottom. Claris welped like a little puppy as the pain travelled up her back and down her thighs. Her tears fell as she tried to think what she had done wrong. She had tried so hard and yet was still getting thrashed. Her fear of this woman was total. “ You will stay down there Claris, you will get to know your place. Mr Paul will continue with inspecting your daughters underwear and if and when he needs you he will call you, you will do as he wants and then when he has finished with you, you will then get back her kneel, put your nose to the wet spot, pull up your skirt and push out your bottom, understand”. Clars nodded. “ Yes Miss”. A broken woman.  Paul looked on as Jane humiliated Claris, this 42 year old church going mother of two. He turned and looked at her two daughters. Collette was looking stunning in a brown voil drawstring skirt. A realy modern outfit of white tank top with a white cardigan, the skirt had a pleated hem and a full lining, making it twirly. It was a stunning modern look. The sort of outfit any girl would be proud to wear, and an outfit that would turn mens heads. Paul walked over to Collette and casually reached out and placed his hand on her right Tit. This invasion of privacy was awful. Paul looked into her eyes and saw the hatred that was there, but she did not pull away. “ These are very nice Tits Collette, I’ll bet your proud of them”. The humiliating comment brought a tear to Collette eyes. She lowered her head slightly, nodded her head and told him she was. Grinning he squeezed the Tit, taking a liberty he knew he could take. He located her nipple and started to gently rub it through the tank top. Ever so gently he used one finger to stroke and rub this proud girls nipple. Tears flowed freely as he stroked and rubbed. “ Take the top off, pull your Tits out of your Bra ,and stand there while I go over to your sister”. What a life this was, Paul thought as he walked over to young Julie. “ Right Julie my little schoolgirl , get that uniform up and show uncle Paul your school panties”. Julie reached down and taking the hem of the tunic, pulled it high and bunched it around her waist. What a sight she was, in her uniform pulled up showing her white cotton panties. Leaving her standing there, Paul moved back to Collette. Her Tits were magnificent, there was no other way of describing them. He reached out and took a hand full of her right Tit and he kneaded it. They were soft and oh so lovely. Looking over at Julie he told her to take off her blouse and pull her Tits out of her Bra. Walking over to stand behind Claris, looking at her panty and pantyhosed covered bottom stuck up in the air. Her nose stuck in the carpet, he looked up and looked at both her daughters. Moving over to Collette he had her remove her skirt and panties. “ Get up on the table,kneel facing away from me, spread your feet wide, Julie you do the same, but leave your uniform on, take your panties off and spread wide. Both girls did as he told them. “ Push your backsides up high”. What a sight. Both girls were showing everything they had. They were at his waist high and he went behind them and took in the sight. Tears flowed freely as he looked at them. Leaving them there, he walked over and joined Jane, sitting down next to her. “ Claris over here”. The order came from Jane and Claris jumped up and went over to join Jane and Paul. As she stood in front of them she tugged at her skirt making sure it was bunched up at her waist. Jane smiled, that was good, she was learning, she had not been told to pull the skirt down so she made sure it was up. “ Mr Paul is going to look at your girls pussies and anus”. She paused to let the comment sink in. Claris was finding it hard to breath. “ You will therefore go over and make sure that both your daughters holes are clean, when you have finished you will report the fact here”. Claris gulped in some air as she turned and walked over to the tables. The sight that met her broke her heart, it would break any mothers heart. Both her daughters were knelt on the tables, their legs were wide apart and their backsides were pushed in the air. No woman should have to do this. She cupped her hands into her face and cried buckets. “ Is there a problem Claris”. Jane’s voice brought her back to reality, and with a heaving heart she bent down and put her tongue onto her young daughters anus. She gagged several times, more at the thought of what she was doing rather than the taste. She made sure she slurped so that Jane could hear her, she moved from the anus and went down to Julie pussy. This was awful and the tears fell freely onto the floor. She could hear Julie crying loudly. Have these people no heart. Getting up she moved over to Collette and trying not to think about what she was doing she stooped down and started to lick her oldest daughters anus. Again she gagged at what she was doing, before she moved onto Collette’s pussy. She wanted to genuinely die. She was supposed to protect her daughters, not let them get into the hands of sadists who are abusing them, as her mind worked overtime she still licked on her daughters pussy on the pretext of cleaning it. Finally she took the courage to stop and get up. Making sure her skirt was hitched up high she approached Jane and Paul. They were laughing and joking. Claris wanted the earth to swallow her up. She stood in front of them waiting for Jane to acknowledge her. “ Well girl”. “Miss, Collette and Julie are clean Miss, and ready for Mr Paul’s inspection”. What a thing for a mother to say. “ Claris is that skirt pulled up as high as it can go”. “ Yes Miss it wont go any higher”. She had just licked out her daughters and she was being asked to pull her skirt up higher. Jane leant over and took the waistband of the skirt, tugging it up . SLAP.SLAP.SLAP. Three times Jane slapped Claris across her left thigh.   “ When I say high girl I mean as high as it will go, if I have to ask you that again you will regret it. If you are told to pull up your skirt at anytime, it is to be pulled up as high as it will go. It will remain up until you are told to pull it down, you will keep checking that it is as high as it can go. If you are in doubt you will keep tugging it up, better to be sure than sorry”. Claris put her head down and cried with pure shame and humiliation. “ Go and stand in front of Mr Paul, pull down your pantyhose and show him your little bow”. More humiliation was heaped on her as she pulled down her pantyhose and pointed to the little yellow bow at the front of her panties. Paul reached out and played with it between finger and thumb. “ Very pretty Claris a lot better than most of your panties don’t you think”. “Yes Sir I think they are pretty”. She sobbed as the shame hung over her.  Paul stood up and told Claris to follow him. “ I don’t want any funny business Claris, you will do just what Mr Paul wants, understand”. “ Yes Miss”. Paul walked over to the two girls, as their mother followed holding her skirt high, and her pantyhose down to her knees. She struggled to walk with the hose at her knees and her skirt bunched high above her waist. Paul stopped in front of Julie. Her lovely 18 year old. Julie was showing everything she had, a pose no woman would want to be in. Standing directly in front of her, her school uniform pulled up over her back, her legs wide apart, her pussy and anus on show. Claris stood helplessly by as her poor daughter cried her eyes out. Jane suddenly arrived and stood next to them menacingly. “ Kneel down Claris and pull down Mr Paul’s trousers and boxers, then you can lick Julies pussy to get her ready for him”. At this Claris lost it. “ Please Oh God Miss, please not that Miss, she is a Virgin Miss, don’t do this, I beg you Miss, have Mercy Miss, please have Mercy Miss”. Claris had turned to face Jane and as Jane grinned at her Claris dropped to her knees and kissed Jane’s feet. “ Very well Claris, I do have a heart you know, and seeing as you are my friend, I will do you a favour. If you want I will ask Mr Paul if he will fuck Collette instead of Julie, now isn’t that good of me.” Claris was trying to get her head round this and just continued to kiss the feet of this woman who was degrading and humiliating her. “ Well Claris is that what you want, its up to you, do you want Mr Paul to take Julies virginity, or do you want him to fuck Collette, Its up to you. You have one minute to decide or he will fuck both”. Claris looked up at her tormentor, and gulping for air she whispered one word. “ Collette”. Jane walked round the table and stood looking down at Collette as she knelt on the table her naked backside pushed up and her pussy and anus open  for all to see. “ Did you here that Collette, it appears your mother wants Mr Paul to fuck you”. Paul was getting very exited at what was going on around him. “ Sorry Collette my darling, what can I do, please forgive me, please forgive me”. Claris wept buckets as she begged and begged and begged. “ What did I tell you, woman, pull down Mr Pauls trousers and get him ready to fuck your daughter”. Claris was a beaten woman, she had to protect her young girl, and so with a heavy heart, she pulled down Paul’s trousers. He was rock hard. “ Get your daughter wet woman, do you expect Mr Paul to do all the work, if you don’t buck up your ideas it will be a thrashing for you”. Claris put her head into Collette’s backside and placed her tongue onto her pussy. “ Lick Claris, get it wet”. Claris gagged several times but kept going back to the pussy. Jane looked down at the scene before her and felt wet with excitement at the scene she had created. What must be going through these women’s minds as she made them abuse each other. Suddenly Paul pulled Claris’s head away from the pussy and with one thrust he was inside Collette. The girl let out a scream as her mother wept into her hands. She cried like she never had before as Paul fucked her daughter hard, thrusting in and out. Jane had pulled her skirt up and lowered her panties. “Get over here Claris and get your tongue in here”. Claris was broken. She shuffled over, and just  as she was about to do something she had never even thought about before, Jane shouted out and screamed in ecstasy. She had cum at the mere thought of what she was making this family do. Her orgasm was huge, she kept shuddering and screaming as her poor subject just knelt and cried into her hands. Paul was also on the verge of his orgasm. “ Claris, get over here I am going to cum in your mouth”. Claris shuffled over and Paul pulled out of her daughters pussy and shoved it into the mothers mouth. He squirted his load into her mouth and she almost choked as it hit the back of her throat. Jane had recovered from her shuddering orgasm and again took over proceedings. “ Swallow girl, don’t spill any and clean Mr Paul’s cock, lick it clean, and then take off your panties and dry him off”. The nightmare was almost over as they were allowed to clean themselves up.

Jane allowed them to get dressed, although she made Claris put the sticky panties back on. The women stood in front of their tormentors after the worst episode of their lives. Both Paul and Jane had regained their composure and were soon back to their cruel best. Paul took up the mantle as he walked up and down the line of women. “ I think Claris that a sincere thank you to Miss Jane for allowing Julie to keep her virginity, don’t you think that was very kind of her”. Claris just wanted it all to end. “ Yes Sir I do, thank you Miss for letting Julie keep her virginity, thank you very much”. Jane smiled at the humiliation and shame she had created. “ Your welcome my dear Claris, what are friends for”.