Punished for masturbating

A two week stay at my My Grandparents house changed my life completely.

My Mother and her boyfriend were going on a two week vacation so I dropped me off at my Grandpa’s house.

Summer was in full swing so I was excited, knowing he had a pool. He was in his 60’s and grey, always happy to see me and hug me. He loved when I sat with him on the couch and when we cuddled.
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-The First Day-

My one piece bathing suit was from last summer, it fit small. The pink shoulder straps felt tight as I admired myself in the bathroom mirror. I was taller than last summer too I noted. I didn’t want to admit how snug the suit was fitting out of embarrassment. My mom only sent me with the one for my stay so I would have to worry about that another day.

I was growing and I was feeling very self conscious of the changes. I tugged at the swim fabric tight against my pussy, the fabric quickly repositioning itself snuggly outlining my slit leaving quite a visible camel toe. I felt a tingle of pleasure as the fabric snapped against my tender pink folds.

“Are you almost finished changing, Sweetie?” Grandpa asked as I heard him wiggle at the locked bathroom door.

I quickly found my composure and replied “almost, sorry!” I rinsed my face quickly and made my way to the back yard with Grandpa by my side. He led me to the pool and sat on the edge, his feet in the pool.

“You’re growing up!” he praised. “What are you waiting for, jump on in” he gestured. I jumped in with no hesitation.

The crisp cool water felt amazing as I swam lazily around the edge, every lap I looked up at grandpa, my gaze meeting his and he a smiled. After a few laps around the pool I felt my swimsuit riding up between my pussy lips and giving me a bit of a wedgie. I glanced embarrassed over at Grandpa but was he looking up at the clouds.

I quickly reached down between my legs and began tugging at the fabric. My suit was tight so I tugged a few times to adjust things properly. When I got things comfortable down there I looked up and was meet with Grandpa looked directly at my crotch. I blushed and dunked under the water quickly. My heart was racing, I tried to convince myself the ripples in the water would have hidden anything.

I surfaced the water to see that Grandpa was back to looking at the sky, so maybe I was imagining things.

I swam around a bit more enjoying the water trying to calm my anxiety. Every so often now dipping under the water before adjusting myself, trying to be as subtle as possible.

Grandpa got tired and said it was time for dinner. He stood up from the pool and waited for me to swim to the side ladder. The water slicked my blonde hair and pink fabric to my petite frame. My suit was riding up my ass and my budding nipples were rock hard from the air. The wet material stuck perfectly to my puffy pussy lips leaving little to the imagination. Grandpa surrounded me in a towel quickly and began helping me pat myself dry. He rubbed the plush fabric up and down my back, his hands going over my chest several times before drying my legs. The towel and his hand went up between my legs and he helped dry my ass before sending me to the bathroom again to change.

I was just peeling out of my bathing suit when the bathroom door suddenly swung open. I jumped.

“Oh sorry Sweetie, I didn’t mean to scare you. I just remembered I didn’t send you in with anything dry to change into.” He explained so casually. Not even flinching as he scanned my half naked body. He handed me my cloths and then closed the door.

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-The Second Day –

By 10am it was unbearably hot so I squeezed myself into my damp bathing suit and asked to swim.

Grandpa left me in the pool alone today. I could see him in the window as he prepared lunch.

Relaxing and kicking around I found myself playing with the jet on the side. I pushed my hands against it trying to stop it with little success. Then I tried something bigger and more jet shaped, my knee. The water pushed effortless against my attempts and was redirected wildly in all direction. I enjoyed splashing it and playing with the current.

Then I felt it, a stream of powerful water against my crotch. A shiver of excitement went up my spine. I gasped in glee with this discovery. I wasn’t allowed to bring my alligator to Grandpa’s but with this new find I didn’t care anymore.

I was memorized. My knees rested against my chest and I squatted against the side of the pool hanging to the side. Looking down I positioned my covered pussy directly into the jet. The water rippled over the tight fabric, pushing and tugging the fabric quite forceful against my sensitive skin.

The water against my slit sent me into a frenzy. All my nerves tingling feeling like they were on fire from this new and powerful sensation. I was in bliss with my new toy. As I rocked my hips against the jet I could feel water rippling and caressing my soft little pink lips and asshole. I rocked more forward I moaned out loud as water violently pounded against my tiny buddle of nerves. I came hard instantly, my back arched and my head tilted back in pure carnal pleasure. My legs wobbled and shook and my grip tightened against the wall. I thrust wildly as I rode out my orgasm. My clit being buffeted by the jet I felt my pussy hole clenching wildly as I moaned.

I wobbly regained my composure, my body unfolded from the awkward position. The jet now blowing at my stomach and my feet kicked below me I still clung to the side catching my breath.
Feeling self conscious I looked up from the water and to my horror I locked eyes with Grandpa through the window.

As soon as our eyes met he made his way twords me. He stormed out of the backdoor and rushed to the side of the pool, his expression unreadable but terrifying. Mortified and terrified I was pulled out of the water, his hand feeling like iron around my slim bicep. He dragged me soaking wet from the pool into the house and slammed the door shut.

“Young Lady, what on earth are you doing?!” His voice cutting the silent air and making me jump. “Filthy” he snapped. “Absolutely filthy behavior.”

With those words my heart sunk, and I felt the color drain my face. This wasn’t the first time I’ve done it, whatever it was but I was mortified and shamed now. I was disgusted by myself. I meekly apologized, unavailable to look at him. My body shaking from cold and fear.
He dragged me to the bathroom next, my arm feeling bruised from his grip. He grabbed the swimsuit and effortlessly pulled it down my body. The wet fabric hurt as it slid forcefully down my cold little body. He then turned on the tub and made me get in, the water sloshing against the side of the tub. He pointed at the soap. I felt humiliated as he watched me scrub myself down with the bar soap. When I thought I was sufficiently lathered he angrily took the bar and began scrubbing me down. His hands sure to slide in and around my holes. My body was now covered in soap, his eyes scanned me from head to toe.

“Alright now, scrub yourself clean” he said as he handed me a green kitchen scrub pad.

I looked up at him stupidly expecting a luffa or a soft wash towel.

“You can’t listen for shit either” he grumbled to himself. He grabbed the coarse green scrubber from my trembling hand and pulled me to the side of the tub. One hand on my bicep he began furiously scrubbing at my nipples, I cried out instantly from pain. My chest turned bright red against the white soapy bubbles, it stung immediately. I cried out in pain and tried to shake free but his repositioned himself behind me and I was unable to move.

He then took the scrubber and lowered it between my legs. I kicked wildly but the tub was slick and my feet slid unable to prevent his assault. The scrubber was now on my slit, pushing my folds apart he began slowly at first back and fourth but quickly picked up pace. I felt the entrance of my pussy dragging across the rough material and my piss hole screamed in pain. I wiggle and tried to shake free but I can’t move.

“Good girl see much better”

My clit was also targeted with precision. He scrubbed in circles over my nub over and over again. I cried loudly first and thrashed widely. My soft skin scratched and tore from the abuse. The soap finding every little open cut. Before long I had no energy left to fight and my tears fell quietly out of me, I disassociated completely and only remember fragmented moments after that.
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-Day Three-

Memories of yesterday haunted me, I was terrified to leave the bed. I didn’t want to move. I was in my big t-shirt and a pair of panties. My body cried in pain reminding me it wasn’t a bad dream.

I looked down at my chest and waist. My nipples were red raw, like I fell on the asphalt. I spread my legs timidly. Between my panties and my pussy a medical pad was placed. It felt like a diaper and it clung against my slit stuck with dried blood. I was horrified, unsure of what I needed to do. I pulled gently at the material but my skin was pulled with it. Waves of pain and fear made me feel dizzy. I must have passed out because I remember waking up again, bladder full.

I stayed in bed as long as I could but now I couldn’t stay. Quietly I tried to enter the hall, I snuck down and quickly closed the door and locked it. Now standing across from the mirror I reevaluated the damage. The redness on my nipples faded and now only has small scratches and a few scabbed areas. The skin ached with pain .

Tugging my panties down I cried out as the pad pulled away from my raw and bruised pussy. I widen my knees and glance down at my mound. It looks red and swollen and scrubbed raw, little droplets of blood where the new wound pulled away from the pad. As soon as my pee begins to drip I cry out again in pain. The toilet filled with pink piss. I gingerly wiped and flush the toilet.

When I got to the kitchen Im greeted by him I flinch. He smiles at me like nothing ever happened, made some remark on how late I slept in. I wanted to say something, confrontation or question him. What happened?

I opened my mouth and before I could even ask he interrupted

“Beautiful New Day, isn’t it? Let’s not have anymore accidents okay?” Then he smiled, kissed me on the head and left me alone in the kitchen.

New shame and fear was seeded within me that summer. I hope you enjoyed me trying to recapture some of my experiences.

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-Ruinedlittleclit

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