The Doctor is In Ch. 05

I was thinking about what she said and how I'd answer, when she added, "Look, I'm just trying to warn you. The way it happens for most men is that they start out with a hard-on and end up crying like babies – real tears and everything. Most people I know that are into spanking usually try to give the guy a happy ending by sucking him off, jerking him off or letting him masturbate when it's all over. It's up to you, but, I don't mind giving the guy a hand job, when we're done."

"I understand." I said, realizing Sara was into this more than I thought. "Maybe that's something I should do so he knows I forgive him."

"No problem." Sara laughed. "But, I don't mind doing it if you don't want to. That's my favorite part..... watching them go from sniffling and crying to cuming!"

We talked for a new more minutes and I made sure we understood each other. She was going to spank him hard enough to make him cry, what ever that meant. She'd provide some mild embarrassment and humiliation, but wouldn't be mean, and I'd be the one to make him feel better when it was over.

"Oh!" She said, inquisitively, "when do you want to do this?"

"Sara," I answered, "I know you're not going to believe this, but, is there a chance we could do it in, let's see......." I looked at my watch carefully, "an hour from now? At my place?"

Fortunately for me, she was free and more than willing to come over and do it. I told her this person and I would be at my house, waiting for her in an hour. Before we hung up, she suggested I have a box of tissues handy and some soothing, aloe ointment. "It's gonna sting his ass like hell, Sally." She told me, "some aloe will work wonders after it's over. And Sally, one more thing..." Sara added, "I was serious when I said he'd be crying like a baby. If you can't handle seeing this guy cry like that, I suggest you rethink about what you're doing. If he goes through with it, he'll be in total shambles when it's all over. He'll need someone to console him and stay with him for a while, too."

I assured her as long as he wasn't physically hurt, bruised or beaten, I'd be okay with the crying, and I reiterated the fact that he knew he deserved to be punished for what he did. I assured her I'd see to his needs after the spanking, too. Then, I mentioned to Sara that he didn't have any idea he was going to be spanked yet.

"Are you going to tell him before I get there?" Sara inquired.

"I probably will." I answered. "I'd hate for you to come all the way over here for nothing. If he backs out, at least I'll have time to call you."

"That works for me." Sara replied, then she said, "Sally, forgive me for a minute, but, let me throw something out at you just to consider for the future."

Sara said that even though I'd told her the person to be spanked wasn't my lover or boyfriend, she detected there was some connection.... some fondness between him and I. "You obviously care about whomever this is," Sara said, "and you're obviously turned on about his panty fetish and seeing him exposed to me."

"There's a group of women that get together about once a month." Sara went on to say. "It's kind of a club for women that are into CFNM. One of them brings their husband or boyfriend each time we meet and, well..... we make the men do things. About half the men have panty fetishes, and we have a little ritual we make go through. If you think you might be interested in something that, just let me know."

"What's CFNM?" I asked.

"It means Clothed Female – Nude Male." Sara answered. "It's where the men get naked in front of a group of women. We tease them, touch them and make them do things. Sally, I look forward to it every time we meet. It's safe and a lot of fun. The men like it, too, and we always give them a chance to cum. I'm only mentioning this because you've said some things that make me think you might enjoy it. Just think about it."

"Wow." I said into the phone. "People really do that?" I asked.

"Oh, yes." Sara replied. "You'd be surprised at the cross section of women who come. And, all different kinds of dicks, Sally. You can touch them all, too. Sometimes you can do more. There's only one man there at a time, and he gets teased and touched by everyone. No one judges you there, Sally. Everyone that comes, all the women I mean, they all enjoy it and they bring their men to be enjoyed by everyone."

As Sara told me about it, I visualized taking my brother there and handing him over to a group of women to be their plaything. Instantly, I had images of him being touched and caressed – their hands all over him, especially on his cock.

"Anyway," Sara said into the phone, bringing me back to our conversation, "I just wanted to mention it."

"Okay, thanks." I said. "It sounds interesting. Let me think about it."

"No problem." Sara replied. Then, almost out of the blue, she asked, "Hey, do you mind if I tease this guy a little bit tonight?"

"What did you have in mind?" I asked her.

"Well, if he's got a panty thing, maybe I'd let him see my panties." Sara answered.

"Sure." I immediately agreed. "I bet he'd like that, and if the spanking is going to be like you said, maybe if he got a peek at yours it will make him feel better."

I made sure she remembered where I lived and told her I'd leave the light on, and unlock the front door, asking her to come in quietly and wait in the kitchen. Then, we said goodbye. As I hung up the phone I couldn't believe what I'd just done. I'd arranged for my brother to be spanked an hour from now by someone that knew exactly what she was doing. And if I read her correctly, my poor brother Ted would get the thrashing of his life and justice would be served. Once his spanking was over, we'd put his sneaking and peeking behind us, and I could get down to the task of his obedience and sexual training.

I returned to my bedroom to find my brother hadn't moved once inch since I left him. At first, I thought he was sleeping, but, as I sat softly on the bed next to him, he turned his head and looked at me.

"Teddy," I said, "we need to talk now."

"I know." My brother answered quietly.

I stood and reached down to help him up by his arms. I knew his body might be stiff from being in the same position for so long, and as he stood, he winced slightly as he got his footing and stood next to me.

He'd left my panties on the pillow, at the exact spot where he'd been holding them against his nose while he was sniffing them. The vision of him inhaling the aroma from my panties as my finger massaged his prostate came back to me, and I could hardly believe I'd actually lived it. I wasn't the least bit upset with him for taking advantage of my panties – after all, I'd given them to him freely – actually put the panties in his hand and told him to enjoy them. I never knew, though, the actual sight of him sniffing the crotch would affect me the way it did.

I reached down and picked up the panties, casually handed them to him and sat on the bed. Looking up at him and then down at his now soft penis, I said, "Teddy, we have to talk through some things, and we have to do it now."

He nodded his head up and down, but he didn't say anything so I continued. "First of all, I want you to know I'm not mad at you for taking, sniffing or wearing my panties. If you're worried about that, then you don't have to be. I think I understand why you're drawn to them and I'm okay with it."

"Honestly," I added, "I think the panties really do look good on you, and if you get pleasure from wearing them, then so be it."

I couldn't help but notice that my brother's cock was getting hard again. He had about half an erection now, and I wasn't shy at all about reaching out and grasping his cock with my hand as he stood there.

"You remember," I reminded him, "what you agreed to, don't you? How you would put yourself in my hands and we'd work through the erection difficulties? And if you did what I asked and didn't question me, I'd go ahead and let you be Shannon's doctor for her fantasy exam next week?"

"Yes," he said softly, looking down and watching me hold his quickly hardening cock, "I remember."

"And part of that," I added, "was that I agreed to let you come over here and see, touch and smell my panties all you liked. You can have free access to my lingerie drawer and to my worn panties. Do you remember me saying that?"

Ted's cock was hard now.... as hard as it was before I made him cum. I looked at it closely and then moved my other hand up to his shaft and stroked him a few times. He didn't answer me, but he moaned something that sounded like "Yes".

"I even told you," I continued, "I'd let you see me in my panties, right? And you promised you wouldn't masturbate yourself unless you were over here and did it in front of me. I didn't force you into any of it, right? You agreed to all of that on your own, isn't that correct?"

"Yes," he said, "I gave you my word on it. Everything, Sally, I gave you my word on all of it."

I stroked his cock fully now, moving both my hands up and down his glorious shaft, not trying to hide the fact that I was admiring and playing with his cock. While I stroked him, I said, "And, you understand that for me to help you get ready for Shannon's exam, you're going to have to do what I say? I'm going to see you dressed in panties, and I'm going to see you naked and even touch you. You knew what you were saying when you agreed to all of that, right?"

My hand was definitely jacking him off now, there was no doubt about it. I had a good grip on his erection and I moved it up and down steadily as I watched his face for an answer. When Ted didn't answer me, though, I withdrew my hand and stopped.

"You have to answer me, Teddy." I said. "You have to participate here. I'm not trying to embarrass you or talk down to you, but, if you want me to keep my side of the deal, then you have to, too."

"I know." Ted groaned. "I'm sorry. Yes, I knew what I was saying and I meant every word of it."

"Good." I replied. "Since that's settled I want to remind you that you promised me no more peeking or sneaking around looking at me. I'm going to let you see me, Teddy, but it's going to be right here – inside these walls, where we can do it together. You're going to be dressed in panties a lot and you're going to be naked a lot. I don't want you trying to hide yourself or cover yourself, is that clear? And I mean that, Teddy. No matter what. When you're here, you'll be in panties or you'll be naked."

"I understand." He said.

"Very good." I said. "Now, the next thing is not going to be easy to discuss, but, it has to be done." I gripped his penis and slowly started to stroke him again, saying, "It's the way you peeked at me for probably the last fifteen years."

I told him straight away I wasn't necessarily mad at him for wanting to see me undressed or naked. Rather, I told him I was hurt – and I mean seriously hurt and he was the one that hurt me.

I explained that his actions of repeatedly peeking at me in the bathroom was the ultimate invasion of my female privacy and made me feel betrayed by my own brother. I told him I knew he'd probably seen me on my period... changing pads and tampons, and going to the bathroom and doing things that were very private, especially for a girl.

I told him not to mistake my hurt for embarrassment. I wasn't embarrassed my brother saw me naked, but it hurt me to know that he'd done this for such a long time, and all the while, I thought that bathroom was my private place.

So, as I stroked his cock, and made sure he understood the difference between being mad and being hurt, I said to him, "I think you owe me an apology, Teddy – a sincere one. I think you need to acknowledge how much you hurt me and ask for my forgiveness. It would be nice if you offered to make it up to me, but, that's something that has to come from you voluntarily."

I kept stroking his cock as I spoke, looking up at him to make sure he was paying attention, and when I finished speaking, I scooted closer to the edge of the bed – to where I was just mere inches from the tip of his cock.

After a second, my brother did the right thing. And, his words were exactly what I wanted to hear.

"Sally," he began, "at the time I was doing it, I didn't realize how much it would hurt you. I was just a horny guy trying to catch my dream girl in her panties or naked so I could jack-off while I watched her. I never took into consideration that it might hurt you so badly, and I feel like an ass hole for doing it. I already gave you my word I'd never try to peek at you again, but, if there was a way I could make it up to you, or pay you back, I'd do it in an instant. Whatever it was, I'd do it, Sally. If there's some punishment I could take and then you'd completely forgive me, I'd gladly do that, too."

The words he just said meant the world to me. To him, when he gave his word on something – that was more than anyone could ever ask for. Even though my brother could really be an ass sometimes, he always kept his word, even if it meant hardship to himself. For Ted, a man always kept his word. Period.

"So," I asked, as I continued to stroke his cock, "if I agreed to completely, and forever, forgive you for fifteen years of peeking at me through the bathroom window, you'd agree that you deserve to be punished? And you'd go along with it? Whatever I said?"

"Yes." He answered. "If you forgave me and never held it over my head.... of course – I'd take whatever punishment you gave."

Ted's cock had grown to bone hard strength as I held it, and even though I knew I was distracting his train of thought, he managed to say exactly the words I wanted to hear. I knew his words were sincere and at that instant, I knew Ted would never spy on me again.

And in that instant, for some unknown reason, I leaned forward and took the head of Ted's magnificent cock in my mouth and started to lick and suck him gently. It was like someone else was making the decisions for me and guiding my action. Maybe some force mysteriously pressed my head toward his erection – or something, but, the only thing I knew was that at one second I was looking at his cock and the next second, I was sucking it.

Then to my amazement, I reached around him and put my hands on his ass and pulled him closer to the bed so I could get more of his member in my mouth. I didn't give one thought to what I was doing and the fact that I'd crossed the line, and now for sure, I'd committed incest with my big brother. I didn't care about any of that – the only thing I cared about was having his cock in my mouth and now that it was, I was going to suck it for all I was worth.

I sucked it greedily, like a wanton woman – like a drug addict having a fix. I slobbered all over it, getting as much of it in my mouth as I could and then pulling back and repeating it all over again. I'm not sure how long I sucked him, maybe two or three minutes at the most, before I felt his hands on the back of my head, gently guiding me as I sucked the cock of my dreams.

"Sally, wait!" He gasped urgently. "I'm getting close."

It was something about the way he said it that made me want to suck him even more. My first thought was "Fuck It!" and just keep doing what I was doing and let that wonderful cock explode in my mouth and let me drink his cum down. But then, somehow I remembered that Sara was going to be here in a while to deliver Ted's spanking and I remembered what she said about giving Ted a happy ending after his spanking.

So, I pulled off his cock and as quickly as I could, I grasped tightly at the base of his cock and looked up at him, waiting to see if I'd caught him in time to hold off his orgasm. After several seconds, I realized I must have been successful since he didn't start to ejaculate, but the look on Ted's face was one of absolute wonder and pleasure.

"Teddy," I exclaimed, "I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry. I shouldn't have done that!"

Ted's face was as serene as any time I'd ever seen him, but, I knew I shouldn't have sucked his cock like that. However, the fact that I did quickly solved all the incest questions in my mind and I knew now, without a shadow of a doubt that there was more to come.

"Look," I said to my brother, trying to compose myself and wipe the slobber from my mouth, "I accept your apology, Teddy. I know you meant it. And, if you'll agree you deserve to be punished, and I mean tonight – this very night.... when your punishment is over I'll finish what I just started and we'll never speak of the sneaking and peeping again."

I saw the momentary look of fear fill his eyes, but it gave way to a look of excitement and promise that I'd really finish sucking him off, and he simply said, "Okay, Sally, whatever you say."

"It's settled then." I said, standing up with him. "Let's get you in the shower, and we'll get your punishment done so we can get this behind us."

"What kind of punishment are we talking about, here?" Ted asked, nervously.

"A spanking." I said, looking directly at him as my hand reached down to lightly stroke his cock. "We'll just do it here, and once it's done, you'll be forgiven and it will be all over with. All the guilt and hurt will be gone forever."

When he started to act agitated with my answer, I held up my hand abruptly and said, "Teddy, you agreed you wouldn't question my methods. You have a chance to redeem yourself, be forgiven and get a bow job. Do you want that, or not?"

"Absolutely!" Ted said, immediately. "I want all three. I guess I can take a spanking. It's no big deal."

I couldn't help but smile and as I did, my brother smiled, too. I felt a little bad, knowing what was in store for him – what he'd have to endure during the spanking Sara was going to give him, but, I knew he'd live through it. And if nothing more, my hurt would be relieved, he'd be forgiven and I'd get another chance to have that beautiful cock in my mouth and feel it explode down my throat. I found myself wishing he wasn't my brother so I could have his powerful cock for myself – not only in my mouth, but in my pussy, too.

"Come on." I said, tugging him by his erection out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. I stopped just short of the shower and reached in to turn the water on so I could let it run for a moment and warm up. Then, turning back to him, I grasped his cock again, and said, "When you get out of the shower, you can look through my lingerie drawer and pick out some panties to wear..... any ones you want. Would you like that?"

Ted broke into a huge smile and blushed. "Can I wear the silky, blue ones? The ones with the heart in the front?"

I had to smile at his request as I thought about him slipping those panties up his legs. There was no way his cock would fit in them, but, if that's what he wanted to wear, it was fine with me. "No problem." I answered.

"This, though," I said, squeezing his cock, "isn't going to fit in those panties. But, you're totally welcome to look through all my panties and wear whatever you want."

His cock lurched and throbbed in my hand when he heard me say he could look through my lingerie and pick out the panties he wanted to wear. And as I felt his cock move, I had this undeniable urge to feel his cock in my mouth again. So, giving into the urge, I sank to my knees, grasped his cock with both my hands, and guided it to my mouth.

I didn't care what he thought and I didn't care what it looked like. The only thing on my mind was having his cock in my mouth again. And for those few seconds as the shower water heated up, I feasted on his tool - rubbing it all over my face, licking my brother's sweet precum as it flowed from the tip and kissing up and down his shaft.

Oh, how I wanted to keep sucking Ted's cock. It was so hard and strong, and it felt amazingly powerful in my mouth. He trembled and shook as I sucked him, enjoying the way I concentrated on his cock head and then took as much of his length in my mouth as I could. His sweet precum flowed liberally into my mouth and I was actually able to suck enough of it out of him to create a satisfying aftertaste as I licked my lips. But, I knew I had to make him wait. I had to give him a reward later, after his spanking, and as much as I wanted to be a total slut and devour his cock at that exact instant, I forced myself to stop.