Dulcinea was a bad girl. She always kept getting herself into trouble. At least that’s what her step-mother told me.
I was dating Serafina when her step-daughter Dulcinea came home from college. She promptly started getting herself into all kinds of trouble around town. She really drove her mother crazy, or so I was led to believe.
Serafina informed me she had many ways to punish her wayward step-daughter. But she did not give me any details. And since I hadn’t seen her disciplining her, I had no idea what methods of punishment were being handed down. So I didn’t ask.
My first inclination things were a little on the bizarre side was the evening I spent with Serafina. Out of curiosity, I asked where her daughter was. “Oh, she’s in the punishment room,” she replied. “You wanna see her?”
I frowned. “Am I supposed to see her?”
“It’s quite all right with me,” she replied cheerfully. She actually sounded eager to show me.
She led me down a hall to a room I’d never been in before. That’s because she usually kept the door locked. “She’s in here,” Serafina motioned as she pulled out a key and unlocked it before opening the door.
I was surprised when I looked inside. Dulcinea was sitting in a chair facing the corner. But she looked like she was naked and was bound to that piece of furniture. She also appeared to be grunting and squirming.
Serafina raised a finger to her lips as though she didn’t want me to speak. Then she quietly closed the door, leaving us standing out in the hallway. “You see?” she explained. “Right now, she’s being punished. We’ve got a couple of hours to kill before I let her out of there.” Then she led me back to her bedroom.
I was curious as to the strange way her grown step=daughter was being disciplined. But I said nothing and asked no questions. After all, I figured it was none of my business.
For the next couple of hours we had the most amazing sex. She was like a woman possessed. I had absolutely no idea what had gotten into her.
When I finally got dressed, she told me she would shortly be setting her daughter free. She told me Dulcinea was used to those kinds of punishments. Then she saw me to the door and kissed me before letting me out.
—
It was several days later when I decided to pay Serafina an unannounced visit. I went over and found the front door locked. But she’d given me a key and had told me to help myself whenever I came over. So I let myself in.
I did not announce myself. I just looked around for her. But I couldn’t find her anywhere.
I finally went toward the back of the house. That’s when I heard Serafina’s voice. She was telling someone they were a fucking whore and that they were going to be severely punished. I also thought I heard bubbles and splashing.
I went back and carefully opened the bathroom door a crack. That’s when I saw Dulcinea bent naked over the edge of the bathtub. Her head was submerged, her fingers wriggling like crazy behind her back because her wrists had been bound together.
Her equally naked step-mother was pounding her hard from behind with a strap-on. Vicious thrusts seemed to cause Dulcinea to cry up bubbles. Then her mother pulled her head up by a handful of hair.
Dulcinea coughed and gasped as her mother told her she was a whore. She deserved everything she was getting. Then she was brutally submerged and fucked again, causing more bubbles to erupt up at the surface.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! So I carefully closed the door. Then I hastily left their home, wondering who the hell I’d gotten myself involved with.
—
A few days later, I was called over to Serafina’s house. She said it was urgent. So I rushed right over.
When I got there, I found everyone in the living room: Serafina, her step-daughter Dulcinea and my son Thomas. She told me she’d caught her daughter and my son fucking in Dulcinea’s bedroom. She said she’d explained to them how outraged she was. Besides, if we were to marry some day, they would be related as our step-kids.
Even though he was 20 years old and could do what he pleased, I sternly told Thomas to go right home. As soon as he was out the door, Serafina stood her daughter up in her disheveled skirt and yellow t-shirt. Then she cruelly tied her hands behind her back while I was standing there.
“Stick around,” she told me with a smirk. “I’m going to need a little relief after disciplining my daughter.” Then she escorted her back to what I assumed was the punishment room.
I sat down and poured myself a drink. I couldn’t help wondering what kind of punishment Dulcinea was going to receive this time. But I figured it didn’t really matter. Besides, it was probably best to nip this thing in the bud, especially since there was a slight chance of marriage in our future.
I sat there enjoying my drink. Then I thought I heard rasping coming from that back room. A moment later I heard Serafina declare, “You’ve got this coming, you little slut! So take your damn medicine!”
What kind of punishment was she giving out to her step-daughter this time? A part of me became curious. If she could tie up Dulcinea in a chair one minute and then fuck her with a strap-on the next, I figured almost anything was possible.
I went down the hall and tried the door to the punishment room. It was unlocked. So I gingerly opened it a crack, just to take a look inside.
Dulcinea was in her corner again. Only this time, she was dangling off the floor from a noose. Her legs were pedaling as she swung back and forth.
Her skirt was gone, leaving her ass totally exposed. And her t-shirt was pulled up, exposing her breasts. Her nipples were extremely pointed.
The rope went up to a pulley dangling from an eye-bolt up in the ceiling. Her mother was holding onto the other end. That’s when Dulcinea tipped her head back until she got a glimpse of me peeking at her through the door.
She gave me the strangest look. It was one I couldn’t quite decipher. Was it possible she was actually enjoying her time in the noose??
Her mother cried out, “Dance, you slutty bitch!” Then some sort of whip sang out, hitting Dulcinea’s ass. She let out a rasp as her legs kicked, sending her swinging back and forth.
Dulcinea kicked and wriggled. Then she shimmied as she humped the air. Was it possible she was cumming in the noose??
I decided I’d seen quite enough. Besides, I was starting to develop a shameful bulge. So I gently closed the door.
I waited out in the living room until Serafina came back some twenty minutes later. The words came out of my mouth before I could think twice about it…
“How’s Dulcinea?”
“You wanna see?” she asked with a glint in her eye.
She took me back to the room and opened the door. Her step-daughter was alive and well, all trussed up naked on the floor. It looked like she had objects up her pussy and ass.
“The slut likes to fuck,” Serafina explained. “So I’m letting her fuck. She’s even got a pecker-gag in her mouth to suck on. We’ll leave her in there for now. Besides, I need some relief.”
I definitely had an idea what that meant as she closed the door. So I followed her back to the bedroom. For the next couple of hours we had wild, uninhibited sex… which helped to explain the wild, uninhibited sex we’d had when her step-daughter was being disciplined the last time I’d been over.
Afterwards, she apologized for the actions of her daughter. I told her I appreciated her concerns. Then I got dressed and left.
When I got home, I asked Thomas what happened. He blurted out, “Dulcinea wanted it, dad! She said her mother wasn’t gonna be home for a while! She’s wild, I tell you; wild!”
“Just like her mother,” I sighed quietly.
“What was that, dad?”
“Nothing, son.”
—
A few days later, I got a text from Serafina asking me to come right over. She said she had that itch that needed to be scratched. I knew right away what she was referring to.
Was she disciplining her step-daughter again? Should I even risk going over? The sex was always great whenever Dulcinea was in the midst of receiving some sort of punishment. So I let my little head do all the thinking, and I drove over.
When I knocked on the front door, I was greeted not by Serafina, but by Dulcinea. She was in a one-piece netted body-stocking, with a big hole where her crotch was. She gleefully grabbed my arm and pulled me inside.
I promptly became horny upon seeing her like that. I tried to recover the situation by telling her I was there to see her mother. She just gave me a mischievous grin as she replied, “I’m the one who sent that text message. I have my mother’s iPhone.”
I tried to disengage as she pulled me back to her bedroom. “Dulcinea, this is wrong. Where’s your mother? We could get in big trouble for this.”
“She won’t be here for hours,” she told me with a naughty giggle. “Besides, I’ve got something I think you’re gonna like.”
I saw it the moment I entered her bedroom. A very obvious noose dangled above her bed. I stared in shock as I blurted out, “What the hell?”
“Don’t you like it, Uncle Teddy? I’m sure you’ll like seeing me wearing one. After all, I saw you peeking through the door the other day when Serafina was hanging me.”
“Now honey, I don’t want to get involved in what happens between you and your mother.”
“My STEP-mother,” she corrected as she pulled the noose down. She looped it around her neck before pulling my cock out. “Gotta suck my executioner; isn’t that right, Uncle Teddy?”
I firmly told her, “Honey, I’m not going to execute you.” But I started to waver as she slobbered all over my cock like a pro.
She paused long enough to fetch a small loop of cord. She made me tie her wrists behind her back. Then she went back to sucking with the coil dangling around her neck.
She got me out of my clothes and up onto her bed, making sure the other end of the rope was in my hand. Then she climbed on and impaled herself on my erection. That’s when she begged me to pull on the rope.
She really rode me as I hesitated. She kept begging me… “C’mon, Uncle Teddy; DO IT!” So I pulled on the rope.
It tightened around her throat until I pulled her a bit up off my cock. Dulcinea went wild, rasping and gurgling as she fucked me like crazy. When she came all over my cock, I responded by shooting a load deep inside her.
…and then her step-mother burst through the door with a cry of “Why you fucking little whore!”
Dulcinea got pulled off my cock and clear off the bed. “You stay right there!” her step-mother hissed at me. Then she forcefully took Dulcinea out of the room.
I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. Was she going to get a gun and shoot me? That certainly didn’t sound appealing.
I quietly got dressed and headed for the door. That’s when Serafina caught me. “Stop right there. I want you to see this!”
“See what?” I stammered.
“She’s in the punishment room. I want you to take a good look at her.”
“Uh… maybe I should be going…”
“C’mon, Teddy. She’s not going to bite you. And she’s sure as hell not going to fuck you this time, not the way I have her tied up. Come have a look” and she waved insistently.
I hesitantly followed her to the punishment room. Then she threw open the door. There was Dulcinea, sitting in that chair again. Only she was being strangled by a noose around her neck while she appeared to be sitting on a couple of objects shoved up her holes.
“She likes to fuck in a noose? So I’m letting her fuck in a noose!” Then she slammed the door.
Serafina took my hand and pulled me back to her daughter’s room. She hungrily got me out of my clothes. Then she grabbed her step-daughter’s noose.
“You like noosed sluts, Teddy? Is that what you like?”
“N-no, ma’am,” I stammered.
“Liar!” Then she looped the noose around her throat before taking my cock into her mouth.
I couldn’t believe it! She was acting just like her step-daughter! That’s when I found myself wondering who had actually trained whom!
I ended up on Dulcinea’s bed again. Once more, the end of the rope was in my hand. Only this time it was Serafina riding my dick as she urged me to pull the rope tighter.
I still wasn’t sure if I was going to end up being killed before the night was over. So I did as I was told. She furiously masturbated as I pulled on the rope until she came all over my cock, causing me to shoot a load up into her.
We were like that for a good hour or so before she exhausted me. I told her I’d had enough and got dressed. Besides, I was worried about her step-daughter.
I apologized for my actions toward Dulcinea. “It’s not your fault,” she reassured me. “She’s bad, I tell you; bad! You have nothing to worry about. But I do have to get her out of there, so I’ll say goodnight to you for now.”
I apologized again as she saw me to the door. Then I drove home. But I couldn’t help wondering if I should stop seeing such a crazy pair of bitches.
—
Things took another interesting turn when I came home one day and couldn’t find Thomas. There was no indication where he was or where he’d gone. That’s when my gut gave me the obvious answer.
I drove over to Serafina’s house, wondering if he might have gone back for seconds with Dulcinea. Hell, for all I knew he was going over there and fucking her every chance he got. If that were true, I decided I really couldn’t blame him.
Sure enough, his vehicle was parked outside when I got there. But I wasn’t mad. I figured I couldn’t be.
I was going to leave well enough alone when I did a double-take. It looked like both cars driven by Dulcinea and Serafina were also in the driveway. Was it possible the step-mother was disciplining her step-daughter in front of my son?
The door was unlocked, so I quietly slipped inside. Then I listened intently. That’s when I detected what sounded like sexual noises coming from Dulcinea’s bedroom.
The door was open a crack. So I peered inside. I was shocked by what I observed.
A naked Dulcinea was squatting on my equally naked son’s face. She was pulling on the end of a rope. What surprised me was that it was attached by a noose to Dulcinea’s step-mother. She was riding my son’s cock naked, her wrists tied behind her back. It was a damned orgy is what it was!!
I angrily burst into the room. “Uncle Teddy!” Dulcinea squealed with glee. “So glad you could join us!”
My son pushed her up off his face. When he saw me he blurted out, “Dad?? What are you doing here??” The whole room smelled of sex.
“I could ask you the same question!” Then I looked at Serafina who was still being strangled while riding my son’s dick as though totally oblivious to my presence.
I pulled the noose off from around her neck before pulling her off my son’s cock. She let out an “aww” of protest. I just dragged her sorry ass to the bathroom to clean her up.
I don’t know why. But I got that image of Serafina dunking her step-daughter in my head. So I plugged the tub’s drain before turning the water on.
“You ruined everything!” she protested. “Just what the hell is your damn problem?” In response, I pushed her face down under the spewing faucet.
She coughed and sputtered. I let her catch her breath. When she tried to protest, I pushed her face down under the faucet again.
As she bubbled and sputtered, I found myself becoming aroused. That’s when I remembered her fucking Dulcinea while bending her over the edge of the tub. I was angry, frustrated and horny. So I figured “Why not?”
I removed my clothes before getting behind her. “What are you doing?” she cried out in protest.
“Cleaning up the whore who was just fucking my son. And since you seem to like cock…” And with that, I pushed myself into her from behind before submerging her head in the filling tub.
She really bubbled as I started giving it to her good and hard. She clenched like crazy. Then I pulled her head up out of the water.
She came up gasping and sputtering. Then I pushed her head back down and fucked her some more. Bubbles started coming up until I pulled her head up again.
I turned the faucet off. Serafina gasped and sputtered. I just forcefully submerged her before fucking her hard again.
About that time, my son and Dulcinea came into the bathroom. They were both naked. “Uh, dad? What are you doing?”
“Just cleaning this whore up, son. She smells of sex.”
“Uh… what do I do about this one?”
I didn’t even think when I replied, “Clean her up too. There’s plenty of room to go around.”
Dulcinea blurted out, “Hey!” That’s when my son forced her to kneel. Then he pushed her head underwater before getting behind her and spearing her with his dick.
It was shameful as hell. But it was also incredibly erotic. There we were, father and son, giving a woman and her step-daughter the bubbly fucking they both deserved.
They both got dunked and fucked. Pretty soon, we developed a rhythm where their heads were submerged at the same time. I’m pretty sure that mother and daughter came at roughly the same time. Thomas and I filled them with our seed a few moments after that.
The bathroom got wet all over as we sort of washed them off while dunking them. Afterwards, we took them both to the punishment room. We tied them up and stuffed their holes with toys before leaving them in there on the floor for about an hour while we had a drink.
I finally sent Thomas home before I released them. I didn’t say a word to either one of them. I just left them panting naked in the punishment room as I got in my car and left.
I’d like to say that was the end of it. But Serafina called the next day. She apologized for their rude behavior and asked if they could make it up to us. I agreed, idiot that I was.
The next night, they fixed us a really nice dinner. But I think their plan all along was to seduce us. We all ended up fucking in Serafina’s bedroom on her large bed.
At first, it was Serafina and I, while Thomas fucked Dulcinea. Then the ladies switched on us. When I told them it wasn’t right, Dulcinea just laughed and told us to punish them.
Realizing things had already gotten way out of hand, I took Dulcinea to the punishment room. I noosed her up before giving her a flying fuck. She climaxed like a whore.
I left her in the room to recover while checking up on Thomas. He was ready to switch. So he went to punish Dulcinea while I made Serafina ride my cock on the bed with a noose around her throat.
Life was like that for about a month. We would go over maybe once a week or so to fuck them. But I began to notice other vehicles parked in Serafina’s driveway whenever I would drive by. I didn’t dare go inside, afraid of what I might find.
One day, Thomas and I went over to have another one of those orgies we were enjoying with them. But when we got there, the house was empty and vacant. Serafina, Dulcinea and all the furnishings were gone.
I tried to make a call, but I discovered my number had been blocked. So was Thomas’. It meant they were out of our lives for good. I told Thomas it was for the best because it was highly probable a deadly accident was going to occur during one of our crazy nights.
He asked if I thought something bad might have happened to them by someone else, and that they’d come over to clear everything away. I told him it was possible, as both he and I had noticed other cars in the drive way. We should have known a couple of whores like that would not be capable of being monogamous.
I guess it was a good thing we didn’t marry them then…
2/17/25 Inspired by the Dofline image.