Chasing Tail

 

 

Joey waited anxiously for his work day to be over.  Doug couldn't help noticing how antsy Joey seemed to be.  “Should we close early?”  Doug asked.   He often teased Joey the way he would a little brother, even though they were nearly the same age.  

“I don't know,” Joey said.  “I don't know if my dad would like it.”  

“What he doesn't know won't hurt him.” Doug smirked and raised his eyebrows.  

“There's very little my dad doesn't know.  If he doesn't know it now, he finds out or can guess.”  

Doug looked at Joey with surprise.  “You make him sound like he can read minds.”  

“He can,” Joey said.  

“What's wrong Joey?”  Doug asked.  “You're acting nervous.” 

“I have a date with Kat,” Joey said.  

“Oh,” Doug said.  “Why didn't you say so?  Why would your dad care if you had a date?”

“I'm supposed to bring my grades up,” Joey said.  “I haven't done it, but my mom says I can go out on a date anyway.”  

“So your mom is saying one thing and your dad another.  That's familiar,” Doug said.  “You may as well enjoy yourself.  Your dad will be back sooner or later.”  

Joey nodded.  “I know, that's what worries me.”    

“Go ahead and leave Joe.” Doug said.  “I can watch the front of the shop while I finish in the back.”  

“Really?”  Joey asked.  

Doug shook his head.  “Go on Joey, you're making me nervous.”  

Joey wanted to see Kat in the worst way, so he decided it was time to go.  He left and drove straight to Kat's house.  

Kat was waiting eagerly.  She was glad he was early.  “Mom, we'll be in my room.”  Kat called as she led Joey inside the house and back to her bedroom.  

Joey looked at the posters on her bedroom wall and suddenly began feeling shy and nervous.  He was expecting to know exactly what to do, even though that had never been the case before.  

“C'mon I want to show you these drawing I've been working on,” Kat said.  

Joey followed her over to her desk.  “Nice,” he said.  “I can't wait until you put we put these together in comic book form.”  

“I'm not good at making up dialogue to go with the pictures,” Kat said.  “I'm glad you're helping me with it.”  

“Well you should be glad.” Joey grinned.  

“So, what's my surprise?”  Kat asked.  It was obvious she was tired of waiting.   

Joey unzipped the zipper of his backpack and his fingers shook.  He slowly pulled out the coiled strip of leather he had cut to make a whip.  He had trimmed an old horse rein.  “I stole it from the barn.”  

Kat grinned.  “I can't believe it.”  She grabbed the rein and uncoiled it.  It was the perfect kinky toy for two young people who had no other way to get a whip.  Kat ran her fingers along the leather.  “I think my parents are going out to dinner in a while.  I can't wait until you leave so that you can use this on me.”  

Joey's dick was as hard as a rock.  He pulled out his next item, it was some rope he had bought.  He let Kat feel it.  She moved her hands back and forth along the rope in anticipation.   “This is perfect,” Kat smiled.  

Joey enjoyed looking at bondage pictures with Kat.  Shibari rope work fascinated them both and it went along well with Kat's drawings.  “Do you want to go out and get something for dinner?”  Joey's face was turning pink.  This was supposed to be a date, but he wasn't sure how dating was done.  

“Sure,” Kat smiled.  “I'd like that.”  

***    

 

Alex, Lizzie, and Maddie went on a horse ride for several hours.  Ricky and Bob were their escorts.  Lizzie thought she had died and gone to heaven as she rode her horse.  Jasper got tired and lagged behind them, but he always managed to catch up.  Maddie was nervous at first, but she slowly took to horse riding and by the end of their ride she was doing well.     

None of them knew that horse riding made their bottoms hurt.  Alex was particularly sore on her inner thighs and buttocks.  “I don't see how anyone thinks this is fun,” Alex said.  She was helping to put the riding tackle away and brush down the horses and she could hardly walk.  

Ricky laughed.  “You're so much like your dad sometimes, but when it comes to horses you aren't like him at all.  He loves horses.”  

Alex was irritated about always being compared to her dad.    

“Your dad was a daredevil who would try anything when we were young.  He never complained about anything,” Ricky said.  “He was tough as nails.  He still is.” 

“Good for him,” Alex said.    

Ricky smoked cigarettes, but his other vices were gone for the time being.  “You don't know how lucky you are to have him for your dad,” Ricky said.  He then walked away. 

Alex thought about Ricky's words.  When they went back to the house, Michelle announced that tomorrow night they were going to have a family dinner party.  She expected Ricky and Bob to be there and she informed them of that.  She also planned to invite her best friend Lisa.  Alex didn't take time to put together that 'Lisa' was 'Dr. Blomquist' but she would make the connection soon enough.  “I think it's time we had a family dinner.”   Michelle said.   

Lizze was excited about having a big family dinner.  Michelle was finally returning to her old self.  It was nice.  Even Michelle's baby pounds were melting away.  Michelle had to exercose on the treadmill every day, but it was paying off.  She was losing her baby fat.  Maddie was even excited about a family dinner.  Anything to break up the monotony was a good thing.  The horse riding had been good for the girls.  Maddie was beginning to feel closer to the family, especially Michelle.  

***  

Joey and Kat ate dinner at a small cafe' in town.  Joey wondered if it was his imagination or if it was really happening.  He was with Kat and he was happy.  He stopped having constant hard ons.  Kat hoped her parents would be predictable and go play cards with their friends tonight after dinner as they usually did.  She wanted to feel the lash that Joey had made for her.  

Joey and Kat left the cafe' and went back to Kat's house.  They had to wait a little while before Kat's parents left, but they were finally gone for the night.  Joey showed Kat the riding crop he hid in his truck.  They devised a plan to bring it inside the house and into Kat's room after her parents were gone.   

When they were finally alone, Kat made sure her bedroom door was locked.  She didn't hesitate hardly at all which made it easy for Joey.  She pulled off her top followed by her bra.  Joey's hard dick was back with a vengeance.  He had to take deep breaths to calm himself down.  He wanted to practice self-control.  He didn't dare move for several seconds as he waited for his dick to soften.  Finally he was able to get the rope out and examine it.  “Have you got some scissors?”  

Kat scrambled to her desk and shuffled everything around until she found some scissors.  She handed them to Joey.  “Make sure you don't cut it too short.”  

Joey nodded.  “I'm not sure what to tie you to.”  

Kat opened her closet door.  She intended to stand in the doorway the way she had last time.  Joey had enough room, after they rearranged a few things, to swing the leather strap and strike her with it.  Kat wriggled with anticipation.  “I can't wait to find out what this is going to feel like.” 

Joey's felt light headed.  “Let's cut the rope in half and I'll only tie your hands this time.  Next time I'll bring another rope to tie up your ankles.”  

Kat helped Joey measure the rope.  They cut it in half as Joey planned and Kat helped Joey secure the ends of the rope in a knot so the rope wouldn't fray.  Joey wished he knew how to tie her up using Shibari techniques, but that would take practice.  In the meantime he improvised the best he could.  He tied a length of the rope around each of her wrists and then he tied each of her wrists to the bar that held her clothes.  They would have to be careful that she didn't pull the clothing rod down.  It wasn't very sturdy.  

“This time I won't pull hard on the ropes,” Kat said.  “I'll see if I can find some old hooks in the garage for next time.  That way I can secure them inside the closet and pull a little harder on them.”  

Joey enjoyed that they were already talking about next time.  He admired her body as she stood with her bare back facing him.  The radio was blaring in her room.  Fuel was playing.  The song Falls on Me was playing and when the part about the darkness in his veins played, Joey grinned.  He was about to cum in his pants.  He composed himself the best he could and then walked towards her.  He wanted to strip her pants off.  It was a bold move, but one that he wanted to try.  He reached around her waist and fumbled with her jeans until he had them down her legs and off.  He wanted her to keep her panties on because he liked the way it looked.  Now that she was spread out before him it was time to try his whip.  He took the old rein in his hand and raised his arm.  “I better try a couple in the air first,” he said.  

Joey hit the air with the whip.  It was awkward at first, but he managed to snap it a little.  Kat became nervous and giggled nervously.  “Not too hard at first, OK?”  The song on the radio changed and Lady GaGa began singing Bad Kids.  Joey and Kat laughed in unison.  “We couldn't ask for a better song for this,” Kat said. 

Joey didn't want to hurt her at first, not in a mean way.  He brought the rein back and slowly flicked it forward touching her skin with it.  The impact was light and she could hardly feel it.  She wiggled with excitement and Joey could smell her juices flowing.  She had a strong odor when she was aroused.  

Joey took another swipe at her with his hand crafted whip and this time he hit her back harder.  She wiggled with glee.  It felt a little stingy at first, but it wasn't anything she couldn't stand.  “Oh my God,” she breathed.  

Joey whipped her again and this time she danced with pleasure.  Joey could hardly stand it.  His rigid penis could not withstand anymore.  He released in his jeans.  He knew it was coming and he tried to stop it, but he couldn't.  “Shit,” he said as he bent over and grabbed his crotch.  

Kat turned around to look at him out of the corner of her eye and watched as he jerked.  She smiled.  “This is getting you going, eh?”

Joey felt like a failure.  “I'm useless.”    

“No you're not,” Kat said.  “I was about to have an orgasm myself, you just beat me to it.”  

Joey picked himself up off the floor and removed his soiled pants.  He grabbed a dirty towel that was laying on the floor in Kat's cluttered room and he wiped himself off.  He then stood there with his bare ass exposed and decided to take off the rest of his clothing until he was naked.    

Kat wiggled, “Take off my panties.”  

Joey rushed forward and pulled down her panties.  They fell to the floor and she kicked them away.  They were both naked now and Kat was still tied up.  Her hair was brown and long.  It hung down her back and Joey moved forward and pushed her hair from her back to her front.  Her hair dangled just above her nipples.  He picked up the rein and whirled it around, striking her back with it.  He was becoming bolder with his strokes and the next one hit her near her buttock.  “Ohhh,” she wiggled.  

Joey hadn't forgotten about the riding crop.  He pulled it out.  He would use it across her buttocks.  He held it firmly in his hand and then he snapped it across her left butt cheek.  “Owww,” she said and he could tell it stung, but that she enjoyed it.  He continued using the crop on her, first on one side and then the other.  Kat was very aroused and the stings made her adrenaline rush a little.  The sensation made her feel fantastic.  She knew this was a sensation that she could not get any other way.  “Oh my God Joey,” she said.  

Joey's penis was erect again.  “I think I'm going to cum again if we don't take a break.”  

“Untie me,” Kat said in a ragged voice.  

Joey rushed forward and loosened the ropes from her wrists.  He was getting very bold.  He pushed her over to her bed after she was untied and then he and climbed on top of her.  Her sweet smelling juices were strong and he wanted to taste them.  He leaned down and licked her clit.  “Jesus H. Christ,” he breathed.  He licked her for a short time and then he spread her legs apart and pushed his penis inside of her opening.  She was tight, but wet.  “Oh God,” he said when he felt her tight pussy.  “I forgot to put on a condom.”  

Kat was on birth control pills and she knew it was wrong to have unprotected sex but she was not about to wait for Joey to find a condom.  “Forget it, I'm on the pill.”  

Joey couldn't stop even if he wanted.   He thrust in and out of her with his hard penis.  He thought he had died and gone to heaven.  She began to climax and he could feel it.  “Oh Jesus...”  he said.  “Oh Jesus...”  He jerked and spasmed along with her and he felt her insides grip his hard penis.  It felt like she was sucking him.  He couldn't help calling out because of how good it felt. “Oh Jesus...”  

When it was over, Joey lay on top of Kat's sweaty body and he still felt so aroused he could hardly stand it.  “I can't believe how good that was.” 

“I know, right?”  Kat smiled at him.  

As they lay there the welts that were on Kat's tender skin began to hurt more.  When her adrenaline was flowing from the impact she couldn't feel them as much, but now they stung.  “God, the welts you gave me sort of hurt.”  

Joey rolled her on her stomach so he could examined her back and buttocks.  “Maybe I got carried away.”  

“No,” Kat said.  “I love the whip you made.”   

“Let me rub some lotion on you,” Joey said and he got up and stumbled to her dresser.  He came back with the lotion and lightly rubbed it on her welts.  He leaned down and kissed them after he put lotion on them.  He felt as if he were in love with her, but he knew better than to get carried away and say that to her.    

Kat rolled over and smiled at him after he was finished with the lotion.  “That was so much fun.”  

Joey snuggled next to her and held her in his arms.  He wished he could hold her forever.  He finally looked at the clock and it was close to 10 pm.  He wondered where the time had gone.  He knew he better get home, but he couldn't seem to move.  “I better go, but I really don't want to leave.” 

“Stay longer,” Kat said.  

“I'm supposed to be home by 11,” Joey said.  

“OK.”  Kat said.  She was disappointed that he was leaving.    

Joey stood up and put his clothes on and packed up his backpack.  They decided it was best to keep the riding crop hidden at Kat's house.  It was too long to transport easily back and forth.  Joey took the whip he had made and coiled it up.  “I want to practice some more with this so that next time I can do better.”  When Joey packed and ready to go, both of them lay on Kat's bed with their clothes on and stared up at each other.  Kat heard her parents come home and when her mother knocked and opened Kat's bedroom door, she and Joey were laying there fully clothed and pretending that they had not been doing what they had just been doing.  “How was your card game?”  Kat asked her mother. 

“Well we got our asses handed to us tonight,” Kat's mom said.  

“Sorry to hear that,” Kat said.

“We're used to it,” Kat's mom said.  She smiled at the two of them.  She wasn't born yesterday and the smell of sex in the room was difficult to miss.  She took a cigarette out and lit it.  “Joey needs to be out of her by midnight.”  

“I know mom,” Kat said.  

Joey was almost ready to fall asleep.  “I better go,” he said.  

“Yeah,” Kat said.  She yawned and closed her eyes.  Joey just couldn't make himself get up.  He lay on the bed next to her and stared at her.  He didn't even notice when his eyes closed.  The next thing he knew his eyes opened and he realized that it was 1 am.  He quickly jumped up.  “Oh shit,” he said. 

Kat opened her eyes and sat up in alarm.  “Oh God.” 

“We fell asleep,” Joey said in a hushed voice.  “I better get home right away.”  He leaned down and kissed Kat and then he quickly left.  Kat's parents were asleep and had no idea Joey had stayed an extra hour.  They weren't concerned about it because they knew their daughter was responsible.  

***      

It was a long drive from the airport where Carlo's private jet landed to Drew's ranch.  Drew had arranged it this way intentionally because he finally had a plan.  He didn't want Mario any closer to his ranch than he could help.  The men drove through the night, taking turns.  Carlo and Drew sat side by side in the back seat together sleeping from time to time.  Drew had no idea that while he was in the car heading home Joey was in a panic to get home.  

“I assume you have a plan,” Carlo said.  It had been hours since either of them had spoken.  Carlo was angry with Drew for forcing him to do what he was doing.   

The silence had been deafening.  “I always have a plan.”  Drew said.  

“Do you plan to share it?”  Carlo asked.  

“Why should I?”  Drew asked.  “Maybe it's better if you don't know.  After all, you want to die, right?”

Carlo stared at his brother.  “Sometimes I want to beat the shit out of you.”

“Only sometimes?”  Drew asked.  “I want to beat the shit out of you more often than that.”   

“Sometimes I feel like I don't know you,” Carlo said.  The truth was he was beginning to wonder if he knew his brother at all.  

“Maybe that's because you don't know me.”  Drew said.  “We had different lives in case you missed that.”   

Carlo had not missed it.  The fact that they were different men due to how they were raised had been on his mind a lot the last couple of weeks.  “You know something, you're just like him,” Carlo said.  “I never realized it until now.”  

Drew looked at Carlo as if he wanted to throw him through the car window.  “I don't know if I'm like him or not, but I'll kill you to protect my family.  We're brothers, but that doesn't mean as much as it used to.”

“Where is all of this anger coming from?”  Carlo asked.  “I've seen you angry before, but there's something sinister in you this time.”  

“I'm sick of cleaning up all of the shit.  I wanted out of this bullshit,” Drew said.  “I'm the weak one, remember?”

“You're the strong one,” Carlo said.  He was finally stone cold sober as they drove through the night.  “You and Pop are so much alike.  I can see it now.”  

“What do you think you can see in me that is like Pop?”  Drew asked.  He gritted his teeth.  He wondered if Carlo was trying to make him angry.  

“I figured it out a while ago,” Carlo said.  “I always thought I was the chosen one.  I always thought Pop raised me to run his business.  I was his first born.”  Carlo stared at Drew with a look Drew had never before seen.  “All of those years I ran the business for Pop while he was in prison.  He could have turned it over to me, but he didn't.”  

Drew could see that Carlo had finally worked it all out.  

“He never wanted me to run his business.  He wanted you to run his business.”  Carlo had difficulty saying the words aloud.  

Drew was silent in response.  

“You and Pop both rose from the streets,” Carlo said.  “You were his favorite.  I thought I was his favorite.  I didn't realize it until he was gone.  He wanted you to take over for him, that was his goal the entire time.”  

Drew shook his head.  “Don't talk nonsense.  He always pinned his hopes on you Carlo.” 

“Deny it,” Carlo said.  “I can tell when you're lying.  Go ahead and deny it.  Pop wanted you to run his business from the day you were born.  Pop had a love for you that he never had for the rest of us, even me.  My ego was just too big for me to see it until now but Mario knew all along.”  

Drew looked at his brother for several long seconds.  “Don't kid yourself bro, he wanted you to be in charge.”  

“He wanted me to be in charge until he could give everything to you,” Carlo said.  “I thought Mario was the dumb one, but it turns out I was the dumb one.  I think Ricky knew it too.  I always thought Pop favored me over you, but he didn't.  That's why he let me run things for so long and didn't hand it over to me.  It was always for you.” 

Drew shifted in his seat.  “What difference does it make?”  Drew asked.  “Pop is dead and gone now.”  

Carlo noticed that Drew wasn't denying anything.  “You're the only one of us capable of killing and not thinking twice,” Carlo said.  “Are you going to kill me?”

“I'm taking you to my house so that I can see my wife and kids,” Drew said.  “We're going to pick up Ricky and then we are going to a ranch in Nebraska.  There's a ranch there that I bought and the three of us are going to have a reunion with Mario there.  He thinks that's my real ranch.”  

“I was sure a patsy,” Carlo said.  “I could have been the one to walk away.”   

“Shut up Carlo,” Drew said in a cold voice.  “It's better if we just enjoy the ride.  We'll settle this bullshit later.”  

“You used me Drew.  You let me run the family business after Pop died,” Carlo said.  “I could have had a different life.”  

“You chose your life Carlo,” Drew said.  “I chose mine and you chose yours.  Some things don't work out the way you plan.  It's called life.”  

“Anthony tried to give you this ring didn't he?”  Carlo pulled the thick gold ring with the family crest  with diamonds and onyx from his finger.  “Here, take it,” Carlo threw it at Drew.  

Drew picked up the ring and put it in his pocket.  He motioned for the man in the passenger seat and the man turned around and injected Carlo with something that put him to sleep.  The car continued on through the night and Drew leaned back and closed his eyes.  The words, “life doesn't turn out the way you plan” were running through his mind.  The driver was playing Ozzy Osbourne and the song Crazy Train was playing.  Drew couldn't wait to see his family again.  He was only hours away from holding his wife and babies.        

***  

Joey pulled up to the house and he realized that there was no fooling Michelle.  The living room light was still on, and that wasn't a good sign.  He got out of his truck and slowly walked up the front steps to the front door.  When he opened the door, Michelle was on the other side staring at him.  “Welcome home.”  

“S-sorry,” Joey stammered.  “I know I'm late.  I fell asleep and...” 

“Save it Joey,” Michelle said.  “I'm glad you're home safe, but you know the drill.  Get in your dad's office.”  

Joey swallowed.  “W-what?”

Michelle had been over this in her mind for the past two hours.  Joey had left her no choice.  She had to punish him the same way she would punish any of the other children.  If she thought giving Alexis a spanking was difficult, this was worse.  Joey was so complaint and supportive that the idea of punishing him made Michelle sick to her stomach.  “I'm disappointed in you Joey.”  

“I know I should have been home sooner,” Joey said.  

“I was worried sick,” Michelle said.  “Your father has been adamant that I keep close tabs on you.  This is not a safe time for us to be late or scattered all over the place.  I think you're old enough to know that.  You showed up two hours late and I couldn't reach you by cell phone.”  Michelle looked at Joey sternly.  This was a look Joey dreaded.    

“Oh shit,” Joey reached in his pants pocket.  “I forgot I turned my cell phone off.”  

“I let you go out even though your grades are not improving and you come home two hours late.”  Michelle motioned for Joey to have a seat on Drew's leather couch.

“I'm so sorry.” Joey swallowed.  “I never meant to be late.  I had my things ready to go and we were laying on Kat's bed for a few minutes.  I guess I fell asleep.”  

“Joey you need to be more responsible.  I think you know that.”  Michelle walked around Drew's desk and took out the maple paddle.  

“Please,” Joey begged.  He had an erection at the sight of the paddle, he couldn't help it and he cursed himself.  

Michelle didn't want to give her grown son a paddling on the bare bottom, but she had paddled Alex's bare bottom so if she was consistent she had to do the same with Joey.  Her stomach was doing flip flops.  

“Isn't there another punishment you can give me?”  Joey asked.  

“I'm going to paddle you because that is what I would do to one of your sisters.  You know how your dad feels about being consistent,”  Michelle said.  

Joey's face turned red and his eyes began to fill with tears.  The lump in his throat grew larger.  “I'll do anything else you ask me to do.”  

Michelle held the paddle and glared at her son.  “Stand up and pull down your pants and bend over the desk.”  

Joey realized he was no longer attracted to Michelle the way he had once been.  She was his mother now and the transformation was complete.  He could feel it.  He still had an erection, but it was more to do with fear and the sight of the paddle than Michelle being the one to administer his punishment.  He was embarrassed.  He moved forward and thought of the stains in his pants and boxers from when he had splooged in his pants.  He didn't want his mother to see that so he was quick about pulling his pants all the way down.  He hoped she didn't notice and she didn't.  She had too much else on her mind.    

When the first paddle stroke struck Joey's flesh his penis lost it's rigidity and grew soft.  It tucked itself away.  The first paddle smack hurt like hell.  Michelle was matter of fact about it.  She hit Joey as hard as she could ten times across his bare bottom.  His eyes overflowed with tears.  It hurt.  The words that she had said to him about responsibility sunk in with each swat.  He had disobeyed and he knew he deserved what he was getting.  

When Michelle was done paddling him she averted her eyes as Joey pulled up his pants as quickly as he possibly could.  

“Get to bed now,” Michelle said.  “Tomorrow we are having a big family dinner.  I expect you to be on your best behavior.”  

“Yes ma'am,” Joey said and he turned and fled up the stairs as fast as he could.  He changed into some fresh boxers and looked at the bruises on his bottom.  No wonder Kat liked the crop so much.  There was something about the sensation that drove him a little crazy.  The difference was that Joey was in real pain and Kat's welts were a lot less painful.  

Joey had trouble sleeping because he kept thinking about the sex he had with Kat and the whip.  He masturbated as usual and the fire from his backside kept him awake longer than usual.  Michelle was one tough woman and Joey had no doubt about it.  He respected her for making his ass burn so much.    

Michelle had detached herself from her emotions and tried not to even look at her son's private parts when he bent over for a spanking.  She was successful because she didn't know he had an erection and she did not see the cum stains on the inside of his jeans.  She lay on her bed and began to cry.  The tears ran down her face and she stared at the empty side of the bed.  Her chest hurt.  She missed her husband terribly.  She ached for his touch and she wasn't sure she could keep going on, but she had no choice.  When was Drew coming back?  

~*~

 

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