Scarlet Threshold

Jason was in the kitchen cooking breakfast, humming a song as he put some bacon into a pan. He always enjoyed cooking, the smells were nice, and wearing an apron was the closest thing to clothes he was ever allowed to wear. Other than the chastity device that was permanently fixed between his legs. Plus, while he was cooking he was safe from his families torments. Usually.

A hand appeared between his legs and squeezed his balls hard. Jason crumbled to the ground and cried in pain. His sister giggled, then released her death grip on his balls. Jason looked up at his older sister Samantha. She was still wearing her outfit from when she went out yesterday. She had a low cut red top, which barely covered her lacy black push up bra. Below that she had a miniskirt and fishnet stockings. Jason could see she wasn't wearing underwear, though he couldn't remember if she went out like that.

"Happy to have me back from the sleepover?" She asked, giving another smack to his balls. "Wheres mom?"

"I don't know." Jason replied, pulling himself up to his feet.

"Someone had to have untied you this morning, so I know shes around somewhere." Samantha pulled out a wooden spoon from a drawer and Jason gulped. "I'm gonna give you ten, then ask you again."

Samantha sat down on a chair and Jason crawled over her lap, not wanting to make her any angrier. She grabbed his balls in her fist, and gave them a good squeeze making him squeal. She pulled her hand back, then WHACK! Jason let out a cry, and she hit his balls again. She hit again and again, her speed picking up as Jason started sobbing. Jason started to struggle, and she gripped his balls tighter. The hits never stopped coming, over and over on his poor balls.

"I think that's enough for now." Their mothers voice rang out. The hits to his balls stopped, and Jason slid off Samanthas lap into the fetal position.

"Sorry mom, I got a bit carried away."

"That's alright, these things happen." Jason felt their mom grab his balls and looked up at her. She was naked aside from sandles, and her glistening pussy alongside her smile revealed she was enjoying this.

"Jason, you burnt the bacon. You know how I feel about food waste. After breakfast I want you to go to the punishment room." She gave his balls a hard squeeze then slapped them. Jason cried out and she shushed him while lightly slapping him again. Jason nodded and she released his tender little orbs. He inspected his aching balls as gently as he could. He could already see bruises forming along the bottom of them. Every tiny movement sent waves of pain rippling through his stomach.

His musings were interrupted by his mom sending a quick kick at him and telling him to hurry up. Jason jumped to his feet and got to remaking breakfast. Meanwhile his sister and mom sat down at the table and started to talk.

"You sure got his balls good. I can see the colour from here."

"Yup, he looked like he was in so much pain. Sometimes I wonder if he even thinks its worth keeping them."

"Based on how much we had him begging last week, I'd say he still cares a lot about them." The two of them laughed as Jason started to plate up their breakfasts. "Anyways, how was the sleepover?"

"Oh it was so much fun. Amy's Dad made us steaks that was sooo good. Also, she got a spiked chastity cage for her brother, which make messing with him so much fun!"

Jason put the plates down in front of them, then opened up a can of dog food for himself. The two of them kept talking as they ate, and eventually the conversation turned to what they were planning to do that day.

"Speaking of which, Jason, its time for you to go to the punishment room and tie yourself up. Me and Samantha will discuss what your punishment is for burning breakfast, then be down there later." Jason nodded and went down to the basement.

He paused outside the thick wooden door, took a deep breath and went inside. His eyes took a second to adjust to the harsh lights, then he looked around. It was a large room with concrete floors and black cupboards lining the tile walls. One wall had no cupboards, instead having a large cross and a hose. The hose combined with a drain in the floor made any cleanups really easy. His eyes focused on the various spots around the room he could be tied up. Did his mom want him to tie himself onto the table, or the chair with stirrups? Or one of the many other ways he could be tied up in here?

He took a guess and walked across the cold concrete to the table and laid down. He then tied up his legs and one arm. He also put on several straps around his pelvis and torso, and soon he wasn't able to move anything but his remaining arm. Then he laid his head back and waited.

He wasn't sure how long he was waiting, but he knew it was a while. There was no clocks in there, but eventually the door opened and his mom walked in excitedly. Following her was Samantha, who closed the door behind her.

"Why are you on the table? I wanted you tied up on the bench!" Their mother angrily exclaimed. She came up to the table, grabbed his caged cock and forced it out of the way. Jason yelped as she punched his already bruised balls.

"Why are you always so useless?"

She gave him several more punches then stepped back breathing heavily. Jason tried his best to ignore the pain in his balls and quickly untie himself. His mom grabbed a small crop from a cupboard as Samantha stepped in and started to slap his balls. Soon he was tied up on the bench, and his mother was tying up his last arm as Samantha kept slapping his aching balls.

"Alright mom, what was it you wanted to show me?" Samantha said as she finally stopped slapping his balls. Jason breathed out a sigh of relief, then his mom swung her leg over him and sat down on his face. Jason stuck out his tongue as he had been trained to do, and started to lick. His mom let it go on for a moment, then leaned back and squeezed his balls.

"Listen up Jason. You are going to latch your lips to my pussy, and form a seal around it. Then you are going to drink whatever comes out, and not let a drop spill. Do you understand?" Jason nodded and sealed his lips to her pussy.

His mom took a deep breath, exhaled, and started to piss in his mouth. Jason gagged at the taste, and some of it got spat out. The bitter liquid stopped flowing into his mouth and his mom leaned back to forcefully grab his balls.

"What did I tell you?" She raised the crop and brought it down on his balls. Jason screamed into her pussy as it left a mark on his already bruised balls. She hit his balls several more times, feeling her pussy tingle in excitement. Finally she stopped and looked down at him. "Lets try this again."

She started to pee again, less strongly this time and Jason focused on not spitting it out. He swallowed a small mouthful and gagged. His mom stopped again and sighed. She picked up the crop again and Jason started to shake. WHACK! She hit his balls and he screamed out. This continued for the next several minutes, her pissing in his mouth then hitting his balls when he failed to drink it all. Eventually though, her bladder was empty and she had to stop. She then leaned forward, and started to hump Jasons face. He stuck out his tongue and started to lick alongside her movements, and soon she was shaking and crying out as an orgasm rolled through her. Jason gratefully gulped down her cum, hoping to drown out the taste of piss.

"That was amazing mom! Can I try?" Samantha asked.

Their mom nodded and got off. Samantha took off her miniskirt and got on top of his face. Jason latched his lips to her pussy and waited for her to start. She flexed her abs and took several deep breaths. She exhaled again and Jason felt the piss start to spray into his mouth. He tried to swallow and soon his mouth was full and it started to spray out his lips. Jason coughed and tried to move his head as Samantha finished emptying her bladder into his mouth. He continued to cough as she got off him and grabbed his balls.

"You spilled so much you worthless little worm!" His sister exclaimed as his mom handed her the crop. She pulled his balls out from his cage and started to hit them. Jason thrashed in his restraints as she kept hitting his balls. She whacked them over and over again, and he started begging. But nothing he said stopped the onslaught on his poor abused balls, as the crop hit again and again on the bruises left from earlier.

Eventually she stopped and Jason looked down at his balls with blurry tear filled eyes. They were already swollen to twice their original size, and were covered in red and purple bruises that were already turning black. Several spots from them were oozing blood. His mom and Samantha started to untie him, and soon he was free. They instructed him to grab the hose and clean up the mess, and even as he was still sobbing he started to move tenderly towards the wall it was kept on.

"Faster." His mom slapped his balls and he yelped out. "Wow, he was so bad at that. I think we will have to help him get a lot more practice."

"I think he needs a bit more incentive." His sister said. "If he was thirstier, he would probably be more eager to drink it."

"Good idea. Jason!" Jason turned and stood at attention. "To help you drink our pee better, you aren't allowed to drink anything else until your able to drink it all without spilling a drop. Thank your sister for her helpful suggestion."

Jason meekly let out a quiet thank you. His sister marched over and grabbed his swollen balls. A scream escaped Jasons lips as she squeezed his tender abused balls. She kept pulling on them as he fell to the ground and said: "Your so welcome. Anything to help you dear brother."