Wedgies

So, as you may have noticed, big Kenny isn't afraid of giving me the odd wedgie. This ends up happening a lot actually. I'm actually hanging from a coat hook by my underwear in the first scene because I broke a glass.

Now, I'm not accusing my generous landlord of anything, but sometimes I do think he'd prefer the odd mistake in my maid duties just so he could punish me. A few days in, I'm sweeping and mopping the floor and when I think I'm done, I go to put the mop away. When I do, he follows me into the laundry room, plucks me off the ground by the back of my pants, (I, of course, squeal like a little bitch) and carries me to my brother's room where he grabs him off the bed in a similar way (he also squeals like a bitch. We all go back to the kitchen.

He holds me in front of a small square on the ground that I seem to have missed, with a few tiny scraps of food and dust on it.

"You missed a spot" he says to me

"She missed a spot" he says to my brother

"Okay, I'm sorry!" I plead and he lowers us both to the ground, offering a bit of relief on my chaffing ass as I can take some weight off my underwear. He lets go of my brother and he scampers off, tucking his underwear back inside his pants. I'm waiting for him to let go so I can go to get the mop again. Instead Ken, still holding my underwear a good bit up my back, flicks my shirt up and deftly pops the back of my bra open. He pulls the underwear up and re-hooks the bra through it so I'm stuck in a bra connection wedgie. Then he pulls out a set of handcuffs and puts my hands together

"Let me know when you think you've done it properly so I can free you from this" he says, and returns to his room

I, walking a bit awkwardly as my underwear grinds itself further inside me with each step, go back and get the things to clean the floor. A little awkwardly with my hands tied but it's actually not as bad as I thought, the extra difficulty keeps my mind off of my underwear. I fix the spot and spend a minute walking around checking everywhere, and when I'm satisfied I go knock on Ken's door.

And wait

I'm waiting at the door for what feels like ages. The wedgie makes me want to fidget and move my legs, but each time I do it just slips deeper inside me, making it a little more painful and making me want to fidget a little more. It even really starts to ride up the front. I know that, if my pants were down, I'd be rocking the fattest camel toe. And with each movement of my legs it slips deeper in between my lips.

After an eternity of waiting (give minutes) he comes out again.

"All clean?" he asks

"Yes, all clean" I say

"Let's see then", and with that, he turns me around and grabs the back of my stretched out panties. I tip forward and I'd probably have fallen clean out of my underwear and pants if not for my bra connection. Instead, he's almost got a suitcase thing going on as I'm sorta suspended down by his legs. This puts my face very close to the floor, which I think was his idea, but it also causes all my weight to be carried by three places.

1.) The waistband at the front of my underwear. It's slightly cutting into my stomach but, tbh, given the other places I wish it was carrying more

2.) my snatch. Okay, forget cameltoe this thing is straight eating this cotton now. A good amount of weight is on my pussy and every swing of his arm pushes it deeper and makes me shiver.

3.) (and maybe 4?) is my tits. Yes, they're a B if we're being extra nice and generous and using Asian sizing and it's the right time of the month but they're there dammit, and they aren't meant to hold any weight but there's, so there's some mild crushing going on there.

We walk the areas I mopped and he asks me if I see anything. I tell him no, and we move into the next area. This takes another eternity (probs another five minutes) but eventually he rights me, unsnaps my bra again and takes the cuffs off.

I want to unfloss my ass and coin slot but he stays right were he is and for some reason, even though he feels no embarassment about putting his hands in my pants, I do and so I thank him (why do I thank someone who wedgie me??) and slightly waddle off to my room. Once I'm there I pull my underwear out and shiver with relief. My ass hurts a bit but not too bad. My pussy is throbbing though. I hadn't touched myself in a while and Lord knows nobody else has, and so, while it certainly wasn't fun or comfortable, it was quite stimulating for my neglected little kitty.