Author: Mythos
Title: Origin (The Cane)
Part: 3 of 8
Universe: Lily
Version: 2
Date: Jun 18, 2017
Word Count: 2200
Keywords: ff, inc, nc, sad
Summary: Evelyn experiments in ways to discipline Lily.

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Origin
Part 3 (The Cane)

by Mythos

   Evelyn bent the cane. It flexed like a bow. She flicked her
wrist, and the cane cut through the air with a hiss. After a few
more swings, she examined it. It was made of pale reed as thin
as a pencil. One end hooked like a shepherd's crook. The other
end was a flat point, sawed off and sanded. Compared to the
other items Evelyn had purchased recently, this was by far the
simplest--little more than a stick, really.

   It came in a package that had been in the apartment stairwell
when Lily returned from school. Two-day ground shipping from
Ebay. She set it in the living room for when Evelyn returned
from rugby practice. She knew better than to open it herself,
but she'd had her guesses. Ever since Evelyn masturbated in
front of Lily two weeks ago, Evelyn had explored her control
over Lily.

   The first week, Evelyn had frequently made Lily smell and
lick her panties, although she never played with herself like
before. She concluded that Lily was enjoying it too much and
focused on dominating and humiliating Lily. After Mom would
leave for the night, Evelyn would make Lily strip naked for all
her chores. She never allowed Lily to cover herself, regardless
of the chore. Some nights, she made Lily behave like a dog, or
kiss her feet, or present her privates for Evelyn's scrutiny.

   Except Lily wasn't hating this treatment like she should. So
next week, Evelyn started the physical abuse. Evelyn had always
been quick to swat Lily if she displeased her. But that week,
after Lily spilled nail polish, Evelyn violently spanked her
with a hairbrush until Lily was in tears. Afterward, Evelyn had
shoved her panties into Lily's mouth and made her watch as she
rubbed herself to an orgasm, the first time since the last.

   Since then, corporal punishment became commonplace as Evelyn
experimented with items. First it was the hairbrush, then a
belt, then a pingpong paddle Evelyn stole from school. The
slightest infractions resulted in a spanking.

   Then Evelyn shopped online. The whip arrived first. Evelyn
had Lily lean against a chair as she tried it out on Lily's
backside. Lily accepted it in stride, only the strongest lashes
caused her to whimper. After only three session of that, Evelyn
put it away, and it hadn't come out since.

   The riding crop arrived next, but Lily could tell Evelyn
didn't like it simply by her lack of enthusiasm as she rained
blows onto Lily's back side.

   This cane though, Evelyn was already warming up to it as she
whipped it through the air. She smiled wickedly at Lily. "Hmm,
how do I look?" She posed liked a dapper gentleman with a
walking cane. Having just arrived home, she was dressed in her
rugby uniform. A few strands of black hair were caked to her
forehead from sweat.

   Lily settled on a safe response. "Pleased."

   Evelyn quirked her head. "Yes. Yes, I do, don't I?" She
looked over the cane, then studied the treatment oil that came
with it. "It's practical. I like it." She narrowed her eyes at
Lily. "I think I want to try it now. Is the bitch home?"

   She was referring to their mother.

   "She's in her room," said Lily.

   "Hmm. Then I suppose not. Is dinner ready?"

   "Yes."

   "Then serve it."

   Evelyn enjoyed her food as before, eating alone at a
properly-set table while Lily knelt nearby. Today she studied
the cane as she ate, whipping it, twirling it, rolling it in her
fingers.

   Mom came down the stairs later. "I'm headed out now. Take
care."

   She'd been too busy rummaging in her purse to notice her
daughters ignored her, much less that one knelt while the other
brandished a whipping cane.

   The moment the door slammed, Evelyn pointed at Lily with the
cane. "Strip."

   Lily hurried out of her clothes.

   Using the cane, Evelyn pointed to the floor near her. "Stand
here." Lily did so.

   Evelyn slid the cane along Lily's skin, brushing her torso
and arms, and between her legs. She experimented hooking Lily
with the crook. It fit nicely around her arms and neck, but
proved too narrow for her legs.

   "Interesting." Evelyn resumed eating, but kept the cane in
her lap. When finished, Evelyn stood and backed away, the cane
in hand. "Clean up now."

   Lily knew the first strike was about to come. She braced for
it as she gathered the dishes. The moment she lifted the plate,
the first blow landed.

   Pain exploded across her thighs, stinging far more than the
hairbrush or whip. Yelping, she dropped the plate on the table
with a clatter.

   "Don't drop the dishes," Evelyn said.

   Lily looked at her, unsure whether whether to continue.

   Evelyn caned her again, this time on the ass. The motion had
been a quick flick of the wrist, too quick for Lily to brace for
it. She yelped again.

   "Don't dally either."

   Lily carried the dishes to the sink. Evelyn followed, landing
strikes on her thighs. Each caused Lily to jump. At the sink
Lily cleaned the dishes, first Evelyn's dinner plate, then the
pots and pans. Evelyn sat on the counter behind her and resumed
the caning.

   "I think I like this one," Evelyn said. "It feels right in my
hands."

   Thwack.

   "It's so light and elegant, it hardly takes anything to wield
it."

   Thwack.

   "It's got a nice reach too, unlike the paddles."

   Thwack.

   "And it's casual. That was the problem with the whip. It
wasn't." _Thwack_. "You take that out and you've really
committed to punishing someone," _Thwack._ "And that's far more
attention than you deserve. Besides," Thwack. "The whip was too
corny for me. I felt like I should be dressed in latex and
fishnets. _This_, though," _Thwack_ "I'm a schoolteacher
disciplining a disobedient student. Which is far more in line
with what I'm doing to you." _Thwack_ "Discipline." Thwack
"Guidance." Thwack. Thwack Thwack.

   Lily could barely focus on the dishes. Tears were in her
eyes. Welts striped her legs and ass. No other tool had hurt
this much. The worst part was that each blow came too swiftly.
She couldn't prepare. It took everything she had not to yelp.
Something clattered behind her. Evelyn had just kicked off her
rugby shoes.

   "And think about all the other things I can do with this. I
can point. I can poke." The cane prodded Lily's back. "I can
pull you along." The cane hooked her neck and pulled her from
the sink. Once release, she resumed cleaning a drinking glass.
"I could probably walk with this in public and no one would
suspect its purpose. It might even make a great self-defense
weapon, wouldn't you think?"

   The hardest blow yet struck Lily's ass. She yelled in
surprise. The glass fell from her hands, struck the counter's
corner, and spun toward the ground. Lily snatched it just before
it struck the tile. Although water spilled all over herself and
the floor.

   "Good catch," said Evelyn, "now finish the dishes."

   Lily saw that Evelyn had doffed her rugby shorts and panties.
She still sat on the counter. Her free hand rubbed her clit.

   "I said _work_," Evelyn caned her rump.

   "This was the last glass," replied Lily.

   "Then put it away and clean up the mess you made." Evelyn
kept massaging her clit.

   Stowing the glass, Lily got on her knees and soaked up water
with a dishrag. Blows rained down on her ass. Each one harder.
The sting had become constant, and she whimpered with each
strike. Her tears dropped onto the tile. Her nose sniffled. She
could tell her ass was bleeding from many cuts.

   When she finished cleaning, she started to rise.

   "Stay down." Evelyn was breathing quickly.

   The blows rained down harder and faster. Each one elicited a
whimper. Lily had hoped Evelyn would stop once the work was
over. Now she had no idea how long this would go on. She cried
openly now. Her sobs caught each time the cane landed.

   Behind her, Evelyn breathed quicker. Her strikes picked up
tempo.

   Suddenly, the cane stopped.

   "Oh, God," said Evelyn. "Oh... get up. Get up."

   Tenderly, Lily started climbing to her feet.

   "Faster. Now."

   The cane's crook caught Lily's arm and yanked her up. Lily
staggered and grabbed the counter.

   The cane clattered on the floor. Then Evelyn caught Lily's
head with both hands and yanked her face into her crotch. Her
nose buried into sweaty pubic hair. Her chin pressed against
Evelyn's labia. The smell was amazingly potent, as Evelyn had
come straight home from rugby practice.

   "Lick it. Lick me now, damn it."

   Lily stuck her tongue into the folds of Evelyn's vagina. With
Evelyn's bucking, she had trouble making sense of anything. It
was all so new: the smell, the feel, the taste.

   Evelyn screamed. She ground her sister into her cunt as her
orgasm ripped through her. Her body flex. Her thighs squeezed
Lily's head. Lily tried to pull away to breath, but Evelyn only
pulled Lily in harder.

   Only when she came down did she let go. Gasping, Lily
stumbled back and wiped secretions from her face. Her legs and
ass still stung unbelievably, but what had just happened
startled her from her crying.

   Evelyn settled down and peered at Lily. "Go to my room, lay
face down on my bed, and wait."

   Lily hesitated.

   "Go!" she snapped.

   Lily scampered off.

   "And don't get blood on my sheets," Evelyn yelled after her.

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   Lily had her face buried in the pillow when Evelyn came in.
The door shut, then several items were placed on the bed stand.
The bathroom faucet ran. Evelyn then sat on the bed beside Lily.

   Something cold pressed against her tender ass. Evelyn was
gently wiping away blood with a wet towel. The sensation was
soothing.

   Once Evelyn had cleaned up her butt and thighs, she applied a
cream to all the cuts using her fingers. Again, she was slow and
tender.

   "Pay attention," Evelyn whispered. "I'm going to make you do
this for yourself in the future. But tonight..."

   Her fingers ran sensually along Lily's thighs, causing Lily
to shiver. With all cuts covered, Evelyn applied bandages.

   "You're awful at giving head, by the way. I've known
self-centered jocks who do better than you, but I guess it's to
be expected. It was your first time, wasn't it?" Lily nodded
into the pillow.

   "We'll have to fix that. I don't want another disappointment
like that next time."

   Evelyn applied the last bandage. "There, now scoot down."

   Lily did so. The cane laying beside her. Evelyn moved the
pillows and sat in their place, each leg on either side of
Lily's body with her engorged and drooling pussy right before
Lily's face. Her pubic hair was damp with sweat.

   "Explore it," Evelyn said. "Learn your way around. Make sure
you can do a proper job next time."

   Lily scooted forward and licked away. Without the threat of
the cane, she had a chance to see how she actually felt about
this. The flavor was strong and musky. Bits of dried secretion
came off on her tongue. She swallowed them down.

   It reminded Lily of the panties Evelyn gave to her to enjoy.
Although those had been a distant echo compared to the full
strength of Evelyn's womanhood. Despite the overwhelming pain in
Lily's legs, a familiar tingle grew between them.

   Her tongue explored each fold. It found the vaginal passage
and stabbed inside, collecting flavor to pull into her mouth.
She spent considerable time on the clit, which caused Evelyn's
legs to twitch.

   Evelyn let Lily explore at her own pace. Using a rag and the
treatment oil, she cleaned and soaked the cane.

   "Geeze. Look at your legs," she said. "Red, blue, green,
orange. I've never seen so many colors on skin. You're going to
have a hell of a time sitting in class tomorrow. Make sure you
wear long pants."

   When she finished treating the cane, she admired it. "Did you
enjoy our little game, Lily? You should hope so. I've finally
found the tool I'll use to discipline you."

   She set it aside, then stroked Lily's hair with one hand and
browsed her phone with the other.

   Eventually Evelyn started giving Lily direction, but her
voice wasn't harsh. In time, Lily brought Evelyn to another
orgasm, and a gentle one after that.

   Despite all the pain Lily was in, she felt closer to Evelyn
now than she ever had before. Never before had Evelyn been this
tender. All Lily's fantasies over the past weeks had been about
a moment like this. For the first time, she thought back fondly
to the night she had walked in on Evelyn masturbating. She
wouldn't take it back even if she could. From now on she would
take whatever abuse her sister wanted. It made Evelyn happy, and
it brought her closer to Lily.

   Though her jaw ached from pleasuring Evelyn, she redoubled
her efforts. Soon Evelyn writhed as a stronger orgasm took her.

   Neither one left the bed that evening. That night, Lily slept
between Evelyn's legs.