Good day everyone. My name is Alevtina. I am 43 years old. I am 11 years older than my younger brother and 17 years his wife. However, I am fully subordinate to her. Brother, Nicholas likes this situation. He, unlike me, is a very successful person. Therefore, Anastasia Sergeyevna, his wife, can afford not to work and spend time on her whims, which include my periodic humiliations. I talk with her only to “you”, although it all began not so humiliating. Self-disgust, of course, I immediately felt. But at first she did not allow herself what she currently allows. She was infuriated by my poor body. I am a thin woman, short in stature, with curly brown idiotic hair, flat breasts and mediocre booty. She, on the contrary, was far from a low girl, with a beautiful face, gorgeous bust, a perfect figure and an appetizing booty. Also she was infuriated by my very essence. I was a completely spineless man.

The turning point happened on the beach. We were five of us: I, my brother, Nastya and her two nephews, their name was Petya and Gosh. My brother was angry with me that day, because I had been going for a long time and had to wait an extra half hour at my door. Nastya I infuriated constantly. And then turned up such a good case. Upon arrival, when everyone had already changed clothes, I just started to pull off my jeans.

“And then you're slowing down,” the brother made a remark in my direction. I lowered my head. For our relationship, this was normal. In psychological terms, the elder was Nick.

“If only I’ve left the bushes, here are the people,” followed one more remark, only from Nastya.

“I just wanted to take off the jeans here, and change clothes in the bushes,” I whined in justification. The voice was barely audible.

“Lingerie ... Tell me, you wear a bra,” said the daughter-in-law arrogantly.

- I wear ... - I whispered.

“Yes, there was something to hide,” said Nastya, and everyone started to laugh out loud, “Let this beach be nudist today.” And purely for you.

Everyone began to laugh even louder. And I began to look at my brother in dismay, looking for support in his eyes.

- Well, what are you looking at? - With a grin asked his brother, - Anyway around anyone. Though you entertain us.

At that moment, I felt a kind of betrayal on his part, but there was nothing surprising about it. He always loved to command me. Just now we have moved to another level. Yes, and undress was not necessary. It was nothing more than a joke. But then I took everything seriously. In the wake of the jeans, I took off my T-shirt, and stood in the hope that I would be "pardoned".

- Nastya, maybe not for ... - I started to whine, but I was cut off.

- Not Nastya, but Anastasia Sergeevna. - in a commanding voice, the daughter-in-law pronounced and showed me my place, - Come on, Peter, help Ale (as she called me).

Petya, who was not afraid of me at all, ran up to me and pulled my pants down to my knees. It was terrible! I screamed like a little girl. I did not feel such a shame long ago. My daughter-in-law, her two nephews and my brother looked at my vagina and laughed. I was numb and for some reason did not try to pull the pants back.

“To the end, Petya, to the end,” said Anastasia Sergeyevna, and my nephew lowered my underwear to the ground.

I no longer possessed the situation at all and obeyed the scenario of the events that had been dictated by my brother’s wife.

- Ala, well, why are you standing? - Anastasia Sergeevna asked, - Come on, take off your bra. Petit has no experience in these matters yet.

I had to shout at her, rebel, like any normal person would. But I am a rag and an empty place. I submitted and, nodding my head like a guilty girl, began to expose my so-called breasts. When I did, Nastya began to laugh at the whole beach. She was again amused by the size of my boobs.

- Ala, you are fifty dollars. And the chest is like a 15-year-old, - my sister-in-law pinned me. At the same time, she knew perfectly well that I was 43, not 50.

Brother at that time just smiled.He was humiliated by his sister, and this brought him joy. I was like the seven-year-old sister of a twenty-year-old brother. But this is not so! When he was born, I was already in fifth grade. When he went to school, I already studied at the institute. Why is life like this? Why does a girl who was just born when I was 17 command me, humiliate me and still laugh? Only I could fall so low.

- Well, children, take the ball, play the game - suddenly the daughter-in-law's voice returned me to reality, - Ala will now get on all fours, and you will try to hit her with a ball in the ass. It will be fun.

"What? !!!", flashed through my mind. I did not hear it? It went beyond the boundaries of all unimaginable frames. It was getting hot in the abdomen from the shame I had to endure. It was no longer like reality. I did not believe in what was happening.

- Ala, are you deaf ?! - the daughter-in-law shouted at me, - RUNNING!

I was very frightened by her voice, and immediately ran away for a short distance and got on all fours. The first blow hit me right in the right buttock. Fortunately the ball was not hard, it was not painful. But terribly embarrassing. No, not terrible. This word describes too weakly what I felt at that moment. It seemed to me that nothing could be shameful. But at this time, among other things, a car passed by the beach. I do not know why, but I turned in her direction. I saw faces of passing people, who were shocked, looking at my humiliation. My brother, his wife and nephews behaved as if something ordinary was happening. I could not stand, burst into tears.

“Aunt Ala,” I heard Petya's voice, “but let's, as if you are a savage, and we are rich.” You will be smeared with clay, and we will overtake you. You are just naked.

It seems that the children are tired of punching my ass, and they started coming up with role-playing games. There was no choice, and I went to the water. I still crossed that line. I was no longer a normal full man. I became a toy in the hands of other people. Hello Pierre Richard.

Having been smeared with clay, as I was ordered, I looked at Petya with Gosha with a questioning look.

- And now run towards the road, and we will run after you! - the babe ordered me.

I rushed forward, as I was told.

“Don't run far, boys,” I heard the voice of Anastasia Sergeyevna behind me.

I reached the road, crossed it and headed towards the trees. The boys ran after me. Fully smeared in mud, a forty-three-year-old woman posed as savage at the whims of children. What could be more pitiful than this sight? As a result, I was blown away, and I got used to this role. When they caught up with me, I began to move like savages from films that I had ever seen. Making strange sounds, like monkeys, while scratching my boobs and vagina, as I started to flow abundantly. Petya and Gosha are all very amused. And I wanted more shame. I threw them in the legs and began to kiss them. This cheered up the boys even more. Then Peter wanted to pee and walked away into the bushes. But then an even wilder idea came to my mind and I caught up with the boy. Still portraying a savage, I knelt down and began to point my finger at my face. The boy understood everything and began to write on him. I opened my mouth, and the urine began to penetrate my throat. Much fell on my face. I reveled in my disgrace. Revel in shame and was ready to cum.

At this moment, the boys called Anastasia Sergeyevna and they ran away. I collapsed on the ground and started masturbating. I was tampering with my clitoris and had already ceased to be myself. I lay on the ground dirty, pissed, drank urine, and at the same time masturbate. When the orgasm began to cover me with my head, I heard the sound of a car starting up. When I finished my brother's car had already left. “They left me,” flashed through my mind. I got up and walked to the side where we stopped. But as it turned out, only brother left. He urgently needed to leave on business.

- Alka, go wash. In an hour we will go too, I heard Anastasia Sergeyevna’s order.

I went to the river and completely washed out.When we gathered, we went to the side of the bus stop. Before her, I was forbidden to dress. While we were walking, we were met by 3 cars on the way. Some honked, and some just stared. Periodically, we stopped so that Anastasia Sergeyevna could spank me. A girl who suited me in a daughter smacked me in front of her nephews at her first whim. And I just suffered and substituted his ass. Children laughed at the same time. When we reached the stop, I was allowed to wear a T-shirt, which barely concealed my ass. Anastasia Sergeyevna forbade me to put her down and many people could clearly see the bottom of my priests.

That day was just the beginning. That day I just became a toy.