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No Mee-Maw No!
DIR By: S. Criminal
Date: March 6, 2024, 12:32 pm
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Scrawny idiot Edward shuffled down the hallway, his heart
thumping wildly in his chest. He was nervous, terrified even.
His palms were sweaty and his knees weak. He had to do this, for
his own twisted amusement. He stopped in front of his sleeping
mee-maw's bedroom door, took a deep breath, and knocked softly.
There was no reply, so he gently pushed the door open and peeked
inside.
"There she is." He whispered upon seeing her sleeping massive
frame, he shuffled out of his pants and underwear as he tip-toed
closer.
He carefully placed her massive arm over her head and positioned
her body to make it easier for him to reach her mouth with his
dick. He gently guided his dick into her waiting mouth, feeling
the warmth and moisture envelop him as she began to suck. It
felt so good, he moaned softly, closing his eyes and savoring
the sensation.
"Can't ever pass up a chance for a good blowjob." He chuckled to
himself.
But then, just as he was really getting into it, she started to
wiggle and stir. "Mmmm, what's going on?" she muttered sleepily.
He froze, his heart pounding in his chest. She opened her eyes
and saw him standing there, his dick in her mouth. "Edward?" she
said, her voice full of confusion.
In a panic, he tried to pull his dick out of her mouth, but it
was too late. She sat up quickly, her massive arms flailing as
she tried to figure out what was going on. "Edward, what are you
doing?" she demanded, her voice growing louder and more upset.
Before he could answer, she grabbed a nearby bathrobe belt and
used it to secure his wrists behind his back.
"Mee-Maw, please!" Edward pleaded, "It ain't what ya think!"
"You little bastard!" She yelled, "You just like ya daddy,
always tryin to get ya dick sucked!"
Meanwhile, Edward was still struggling, his body squirming and
writhing against the bed. His face was beet red with
embarrassment and anger, tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Mee-Maw, please!" he begged, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean no
harm!"
"Oh, so you're sorry now?" his mee-maw sneered, "Well, you
should've thought about that before you decided to wake me up
with your little game!" She slapped him hard across the face,
making his head spin. Then, she reached for a bathbrush that was
hanging nearby and began to vigorously spank him with it.
"Ow! Mee-Maw, please!" Edward cried out, tears streaming down
his face. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" But his mee-maw was
relentless. She continued to spank him, alternating between his
bare bottom and his back, until he was nothing but a blubbering
mess. Edward screamed and yelled and begged for mercy, but his
pleas fell on deaf ears.
"Oh! Yeah!" She taunted, giving him two particularly hard hits.
"That's right, you little pervert! You're going to learn your
lesson, and learn it well!" She paused for a moment, breathing
heavily as she gripped the brush tightly. "You should be ashamed
of yourself, trying to take advantage of your own mee-maw like
that!"
Edward continued to sob uncontrollably, his body convulsing from
the pain. "I'm sorry, Mee-Maw! I didn't mean it! I won't ever do
it again, I promise!" he wailed. But his pleas fell on deaf
ears. His mee-maw didn't seem to hear him at all. She simply
continued her relentless assault, her anger fuelling her
strength.
"You can't do this to me you fat bitch!" Edward yelled.
"Oh, you little brat!" Mee-Maw snarled, grabbing him by the
front of his shirt and lifting him off the ground. She shook him
violently, her grip like a vice. "You're going to learn some
respect, young man!" She yelled, her voice booming through the
room. With a furious grunt, she slammed him down onto the bed,
his body bouncing and rebounded like a ragdoll.
"OW! GOD DAMN AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He yelled.
Mee-Maw stood over him, her chest heaving as she caught her
breath. "You're not so tough now, are you?" she taunted, her
voice cold and cruel. "You thought you could just do whatever
you wanted to me, huh? Well, you were wrong!" She grabbed a
fistful of his hair and yanked his head back, exposing his neck.
"And now, you're going to learn your lesson!"
She leaned down, her hot, rank breath filling his ear. "From now
on, you're going to respect your elders, and you're going to
respect your family!" she hissed. With a sharp tug, she pulled
him up to his feet and slammed him against the wall, his body
trembling with fear and pain.
"No! Please, Mee-Maw!" he whimpered. "I'm sorry! I'll be good, I
promise!"
She slapped him hard across the face, making him see stars. "Too
late for that!" she growled. "You've already done the damage!"
She paused, her breathing slowing as she composed herself. "Now,
you're going to learn to appreciate your family, and everything
we've done for you!"
She sat down on the bed, draping Ed across her lap, she began a
long torturous hand spanking, smacking his bottom, leaving big
red hand-prints with every slap.
"Was it worth it Eddy?" She taunted, "Was tryin to get ya dick
sucked worth it?"
Edward gasped in pain, tears streaming down his face. "I'm
sorry, Mee-Maw," he whimpered, "I won't do it again."
"Shut up and take this whoopin ya fuckin sissy!" She said.
Mee-Maw's hand continued to rain down blows upon Edward's
already abused backside. With each smack, Edward let out a wail
of pain and despair. His bottom burned and stung, and every
muscle in his body ached from the relentless punishment.
"You know what you did was wrong, Eddy," Mee-Maw said, her voice
cold and harsh. "You disrespected me, and your family. And now,
you're going to pay the price."
She continued to spank him, her hand moving faster now, each
slap echoing through the room. Edward let out a high-pitched
wail with each blow, his body jerking and twisting in an effort
to escape the pain. But Mee-Maw held him firmly in place, her
grip like iron.
"One day, I'mma spank you mee-maw!" He yelled.
"You're gonna wish you could take those words back, young man!"
Mee-Maw growled, her anger only fuelling her strength further.
She spanked him even harder, leaving deep red handprints on his
buttocks as she did so. Edward screamed in agony, his body
shaking uncontrollably from the pain. He tried to pull away, but
Mee-Maw held him firmly in place, her grip like steel.
"I'm sorry, Mee-Maw," Edward sobbed between breaths. "I won't
disrespect you again. I promise."
"Stand up sissy!" She ordered.
Edward stumbled to his feet, wincing as his battered body
protested the movement. He rubbed his burning bottom, tears
streaming down his face. Mee-Maw stood as well, towering over
him. She grabbed his dick and began stroking it.
"Now that you're nice and appreciative, it's time to show you
how much we appreciate you too." She smiled wickedly. "Bend over
the bed."
Edward hesitated, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew what
was coming, and he couldn't help but feel a mixture of fear and
shame. Slowly, he lowered himself over the bed, presenting his
exposed bottom to Mee-Maw.
"That's a good boy," she purred, her hand still wrapped around
his dick. She stroked him slowly, teasingly, as she positioned
herself behind him. "Now, I want you to feel this too."
With that, she lowered herself onto her knees and began to spank
his ass with her free hand, her other hand still working his
cock. The sensation of pain and pleasure mingling together was
overwhelming, sending shudders of desire through Edward's
exhausted body. He arched his back, moaning in ecstasy as
Mee-Maw continued to punish and pleasure him.
"That's it, Edward," she growled, "take your medicine like a
man." Her hand on his cock began to speed up, her grip
tightening as he grew harder and harder beneath her touch.
Edward cried out in pleasure, his body arching with every smack
of her hand. He was so close, so close to release, but he knew
that wasn't the point. Not yet. "Please, Mee-Maw," he moaned,
"please make me cum."
She smiled, her breath hot against his ear. "Oh, I will, my
sweet boy. I will make you cum so hard." She increased the force
of her spanks, her hand moving faster and faster, each impact
sending waves of pleasure through him.
His moans grew louder, more desperate. He felt the familiar
tension building in his lower abdomen, the telltale sign that
release was near. "Oh, God, Mee-Maw," he cried, "I'm gonna cum."
She increased the force of her spanks even more, her hand a blur
as it struck his burning bottom. With each impact, he felt
himself growing closer, the pleasure becoming more intense, more
unbearable.
"That's it, Edward," she breathed into his ear. "Let go. Let it
all out for me." Her other hand continued to stroke his cock,
her grip so tight it was painful, but in a delicious way. She
leaned forward, her breath hot against his neck. "Cum for your
mee-maw," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Edward felt the first wave of release wash over him, his body
arching as he cried out in ecstasy. Mee-Maw's grip on his cock
tightened even further, her free hand continuing to spank his
ass, her strength seemingly inexhaustible. His orgasm seemed to
go on forever, wave after wave of pleasure coursing through him.
"That's it, Edward," she growled, her hot breath sending shivers
down his spine. "Let me take care of you." Her hand on his cock
stroked faster and faster, her grip unyielding as he emptied
himself into her hand. His moans filled the room, his body
shaking with the intensity of his orgasm.
When at last his climax subsided, Mee-Maw released her grip on
his cock, allowing it to flop softly against his thigh. She
stood, her chest heaving as she looked down at him, his spent
body lying across the bed. Her expression softened, and she
reached out to tenderly smooth his hair from his sweat-drenched
forehead. "There, now," she murmured, her voice gentle. "That's
a good boy."
Edward lay there, his breathing ragged and his heart still
racing. He felt an overwhelming sense of exhaustion, but also a
strange sense of peace. He had never experienced anything like
that before, and yet it felt so right. He knew he would never
forget this night, no matter how old he grew.
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