Pam bit her lip, “I honestly don’t know how to answer that, she’s really not the person I thought she was… But I think she’ll be okay. This is probably something she puts up with a lot.” She said this all jokingly. Aunt Pam was kind of awesome, I decided. Her daughter admits all this perverted stuff about herself, and though Pam was shocked at first, now it seemed she was taking it all in stride.
“But how are you Mom?” I repeated my question.
Mom was still feeling very down, “I’m… I don’t know. I feel like I’m losing all control. That I’ve been hiding a side to myself that limited my freedom to such a degree that now it’s all coming out of me when I least expect it. Jenna just let me release all this anger I didn’t even know I had building up. And the fucked up thing was, I wasn’t even angry at her. Not really. It’s all been me. I’ve been letting things get out of control. And I’ve been trying to rationalize it, telling myself that it’s all because of your condition, but it’s not….” She trailed off.
For some reason, probably the hangover, I had an idea. It was basically the same thing Jenna did to me yesterday to convince me to try to act more confidently, “Mom,” I said, sitting on her bed, “do you want to fuck me?”
“What? I mean…” Mom said surprised. She glanced at Pam, who was equally shocked by my question as well. Truthfully, during Mom’s emotional speech, I had kinda forgotten Aunt Pam was standing there.
I went on as Jenna had yesterday, “that’s not a no. So it might as well-”
“It doesn’t matter what I want, Rob!” Mom interrupted me, suddenly livid, “we can’t! None of this stuff can ever happen again! It’s wrong! And I’ve only been perpetuating it! Get out!”
She kicked both me and Pam out. I think that was the angriest I’d ever seen Mom. Then, I was very depressed. “I think I’m going to go lie down for a bit.” I told my aunt as I went into my room.
“Good idea. I think I’ll do the same…” she said, “it’s been a long weekend.” She walked away and I entered my room.
Alice
Well, Pam went back to her place to sleep. Mom and Rob were sleeping in their bedrooms. Violet came back from dropping Jade off at her place to go sleep in her bedroom. And I…wasn’t hungover at all.
So, instead I got to stay up on the couch watching something stupid onvTV as I kept glancing at my phone to see if Luna has texted or called me or anything. I was this close to calling her but then Jenna came back in the room and sat on the couch with me. She was dressed in normal clothes and didn’t seem that much different than how she normally looked. Though I guess nothing was normal in our family anymore.
“Hey,” She said as she sat on the couch next to me, she sat down very slowly and cringed but didn’t make any sounds of pain as her butt touched the seat. “What’cha watching?”
I gave my cousin a strange look. “I’m surprised you’re back here. I figure after what happened you would have fled the country out of embarrassment.”
She shrugged, casually, “That’s what you would do. I face things head on. Okay, I was hiding who I was from you and the rest of our family but that’s all out in the open now.” She smiled at me, “And I’m stronger for it.”
I blinked at her. “So you don’t mind at all that I’m silently judging you right now?”
Jenna laughed at me.
“What!?” I was getting a bit peeved.
She stopped laughing at me but kept smiling, “I think that’s the difference between us, Alice. I don’t mind judgment, in fact, sometimes I think it’s sexy being degraded.”
“What? How can that be sexy?” It was mind boggling to me, “Mom basically degraded you. Do you find that hot?”
She licked her lips, “So fucking hot.” She simply put.
I could hardly believe my ears, “She beat you so hard you cried!” I pointed out.
“And my ass will be sore for a week.” She added, “It’s not the first time something like that has happened to me. People go a little nuts sometimes, and it’s not like we set up a safe word or anything. That’s on me. But I did say I deserved to be punished, did I not? And Aunt Nancy didn’t hold back. She gave fully into her passion and really fucking hurt me. It’s like…” she took a deep breath, obviously horny as fuck, “She used me!”
“Well, I would never do anything like that.” I said after a moment’s thought. “Punish or want punishment.”
“Of course you wouldn’t,” she said, devilishly, “You hold back on pleasures you don’t understand, even though you’ve never tried. I mean, look at yourself right now, Alice. You won’t even talk to your friend even though that’s all you obviously want to do.”
“What how can you-”
She interrupted me, “All you’ve been doing, even while I was being spanked, is checking your phone. Ten bucks says you haven’t even tried texting her yet.”
I cringed and blushed.
“Ha, I knew it.” Jenna said, “You can keep the ten bucks. But I know that I would never keep my feelings bottled up for so long.” she said that like it’d been longer than a day. But maybe that was a long time to dwell in emotions for Jenna….
“Yeah, and you’d also tell her to come over and spank you.” I spat. I was bitter.
She shrugged again, “Maybe. Is that what you want from her?”
“NO! Of course not!” I said.
“Well, maybe you should call her up and tell her what you do want.” Jenna said as she grabbed the remote on the couch between us, “Anyway, I’m going to watch Clone Wars, you can stick around if you want.”
I rolled my eyes and went to my room. Even though I kinda thought Jenna was a weird pervert at that moment, I still felt she was right about one thing. I should stop piddling around in my emotions and give Luna a call. I thought about texting first but just called.
She didn’t pick up, of course, and I didn’t know what to say in a message so I just hung up. Dammit, I thought, I guess I’ll see if she wants to talk on the bus tomorrow…
I ended up lying in my bed for a very long time, worried and feeling small. Outside of her telling me to take the initiative, I didn’t think about Jenna again that day.
Jenna
After a couple hours binge-watching some TV, Aunt Nancy came downstairs. She looked miserable and winced when she saw me on the couch in her living room.
I smiled at her though, “Hey Aunty,” I said, something I used to call her when I was younger because it was “Aunt” and “Nancy” mixed together…sort of. I was a kid, fuck you! “want to watch TV with me?”
She didn’t seem to hear me as she went into the kitchen and got some coffee. I thought she was going to pretend I wasn’t there but then Nancy surprised me when she came in and sat on the couch with me. “I’m so, so sorry.” She said as she sat on the couch on the opposite end from me. “I don’t know what came over me.”
“Don’t be,” I said. I looked at my aunt and saw that she was incredibly upset, “Really, don’t. I’m sorry for crying. I just wasn’t prepared for it.” It was the truth, “Next time I’ll let you use the paddle I have with spikes!” I laughed then to show her I was joking (though I do have that paddle…).
Aunt Nancy was not amused, “How can you joke about something like that?”
“How can I not,” I said, feeling like I was suddenly one-upping my aunt, “I’ve always thought that sex was as silly as it was serious.” She scoffed at that and I laughed again, this time legitimately, “Oh Nancy, you have so much to learn.”