It had been a few weeks since I was disciplined by my Aunt Elizabeth. I had thought about it every day since that time, mostly when I got into bed. I would have to relieve the tension by making myself cum almost every night. I also thought about the many years that I fantasized about having my Aunt Elizabeth discipline me. I don’t even remember when I started having those fantasies, but I know I was young. I don’t think I...

When I came into the room my Aunt Elizabeth was stretched out on the couch reading a book. She was wearing a robe. She didn’t immediately notice me when I came into the room. My Aunt Elizabeth is my mother’s unmarried, younger sister. She’s a schoolteacher and was spending the summer with us during her vacation. I always thought that Aunt Elizabeth was very attractive, and I wondered why she never seemed to have a boyfrie...