Posted by Nerdgirl on June 23, 2009 at 21:22 [71.175.227.193]
With a firm hard "THWACK," her hand forcefully landed on the ass of my panties. I could tell that if it wasn't for the fact a wall of squishy shit was in between her hand and the skin of rear, I'd be in a world of pain right now.
She wound up and her hand came down again. I could feel the blood rushing to my face and I didn't need anyone to tell me that I was blushing brightly. Angie had been right about the observation she made earlier about her brother's punishment: Nothing was more humiliating than getting spanked in shitty panties. It didn't hurt, physically, though it should have. And if she kept this up, eventually it would get to me. But worse than that, as her hand pulverized the load into my ass, I was being reminded that I wasn't just a filthy girl...I was the naughtiest and most disgusting girl who ever lived.
Whether or not that was true, it didn't matter. Thats what it certainly felt like though.
Her hand came down again and again, making the same wet slapping noise. But as it progressed, I was hearing less of the sound of her hand hitting my mess, and I was starting to feel it more in my ass cheeks. I realized that she had either spanked my poo so thin that it could no longer protect me, or she had dislocated it from the sagging ass of my panties altogether.
"Are you sorry yet, you bad little girl?" she asked, with a hint of maniacal glee in her voice. Honestly, I would've never imagined it possible for her to take this tone with me...or at all.
"Yes!" I yelped as another firm slap shook my lower body. There were tears welling in my eyes now, a combination of the humiliation and the pain.
"Yes...what?" she asked, mockingly.
"Yes, I'm sorry!"
"Sorry for what?"
"Shitting my panties!"
"Thats not how a little girl talks!" A quick flurry of spanks rained on my bottom in retaliation, sending a stinging pain through my cheeks.
"I'm sorry I...pooped in my panties."
"Are you a dirty girl?"
"Yes!"
"Tell me that you're a dirty girl."
"I'm a dirty filthy girl!"
"Why?"
"I pooped my panties with a big smelly mess, all because I'm a naughty dirty little girl!" I couldn't believe I said that sentence with complete conviction. I don't Angie could either. The spanking suddenly stopped, and she didn't say anything for a moment or two.
"Ok," she finally said, letting her normal voice take control again, "that was fun."
"Uh...yeah?" I had no idea what to say. I was expecting to lead this little session, and somehow the most timid girl I had ever met managed to completly take over.
"It's very exhilerating."
"Maybe you should try sometime," I said.
"What? Pooping my pants? Or getting spanked?"
"Either," I said with a smile. Though, still lying over her knee, I doubt she could see my face.
"Do you want to get up?" she asked.
"My ass really hurts. I don't know if I can get up."
"You're such a baby," she said with a giggle. "Actually...now that I think of it."
"Yeah yeah," I said.
I felt her moving herself underneath me, and soon she had managed to move her self from under me so that now I was lying face down on the bed while she stood up. I was tired, I was in pain, I was humiliated. But most of all: I was horny as fuck.
"You need to grow a cock or something," I called out to her. I wasn't exactly sure of where she was. There wasn't a response.
"Angie?" I asked. Again, there was no answer.
That is when I became aware of someone's presence not far from my head. I could've lifted my face from the comforter to see who it was, but I was too comfortable. I figured that whatever she was up to, she was fine with me being in this position.
The room was silent. I could only hear her breathing, here and there. But the breaths sounded a little strenuous. Like she was doing something else simultaneously that made it hard to breathe normally. Now my interest was there, and I raised my head.
A foot or three away from me was Angie. Her pants were around her ankles, and her shirt had been removed. Her white bra and light green panties were all that remained on her body. Her eyes were closed, and her body was in a slight squat. In between breaths I heard little grunts slipping through her lips.
"Angie...are you..."
"I'm trying," she said with a quick smile.
I didn't know what to say. I couldn't believe how hot this was with Angie standing in front of me, pushing to make a mess in her own panties. I sat up and turned myself over, forgetting how sore my ass was. Not to mention the stinky sticky mess still plastered to it. Regardless, I was sitting up now, and my hands seemed to be unconciously groping at the front of my panties, eager to get wet.
"Do it for me," I said. "Poo your panties."
"I want you to see it," she said.
"I will."
"No, like up close."
She backed herself up to me. With my position sitting, and her standing, I was extremely close to her ass. I bent my body forward just a little, I could eat a cherry out of her anus, I thought. I fantasized about this very thought for a brief moment before being snapped back to reality by the sound of her ass pushing something out from it.
"You're doing it!" I cheered. She most certainly was doing it. A creamy mass was filling her panties like a soft serve ice cream machine, and only inches from my face.
"Oh god, it feels so good," she said.
"You're making a huge mess!"
She had relaxed, a cue that she was done doing her business.
"Right in your panties too! Talk about a little girl!"
"I know...but I couldnt help it." She flashed me a mischeivous smile before suddenly moving towards me, shitty ass first. Thats when she surprised me yet again by plopping herself down in my lap.
I was there now on the bed, in my own filthy panties, having another girl with shitty panties of her own in my lap. My hands were in her panties, and while one hand explored the naughty filthy contents, the other began making her very very wet.
"We need to do this again," she said before moaning softly.
I agreed.