This is a long story about a young adult male thoroughly humiliated by females of all ages. He suffers forced public nakedness, masturbation, spanking, and all manner of humiliations. Lots of CFNM and teasing/denial. Should appeal to submissive masturbators. It’s in several parts; the formatting reflects the way I received it in an alt.* newsgroup circa 1995.
Tom Hyde couldn’t believe what was happening to him. An hour
before he had been in a business suit at a local tavern where he’d
been picked up by a gorgeous dark-haired woman in her mid-thirties.
Tom, still a virgin at twenty-five. Tom, who had never before been
naked in front of a woman, was now in this woman’s house, stripped
naked and lying on his back on the floor in the middle of her living
room. He had his legs up in the air and knees bent. His left wrist
shackled to his left ankle and his right wrist shackled to his right
ankle left him completely exposed to the eyes of Beverly, who was
staring at him with her hands on her hips and a smug smile on her
face.
"Shame on You, Mr. Hyde!" by Dr. Phil
Author's Foreword
The following story is a chronicling of the events which happened to
Mr. Thomas Hyde approximately one year ago, during the summer
of 1991. My name is Dr. Phyllis Hyde-Benson and I am the sister
of Tom Hyde. I am 37 years old, married with two children, and
a Psychologist. In all fairness, both my name and my brother's
have been altered for obvious reasons, but the events depicted in the
following have been transcribed as accurately as possible.
About six months ago I was persuaded by my cousin Kathy to
accompany her to Tom's house on a Saturday afternoon. I was con-
cerned that Tom had been acting strangely the past few months and
Kathy hinted that I might find out part of the reason if I were to
accompany her.
My curiosity was piqued, along with a bit of jealousy. After all,
I was Tom's older sister and had practically helped raise him. Not
only that, but I was also a practicing psychologist and I was a bit
peeved to think that Tom would confide in his cousin Kathy, whom
he was never really close to, and not come to me for help.
I had spent a dozen years helping patients with problems and
I felt I had seen and heard just about everything; but NOTHING
could have prepared me for the sight I got when Kathy and I entered
Tom's house that Saturday...
I blushed and am embarrassed to say I nearly passed out right
there in his living room. In spite of all my training, I just couldn't
handle it. First I denied to myself what my own eyes were witnessing,
then I felt pity for Tom. Seconds later that pity turned to disgust
and then anger as I ran out the door. I drove home, leaving Kathy
stranded behind. I was mad at her too, since it was obvious she knew
beforehand what was going on.
For the next several weeks I refused to even think about my
brother and banked my anger within. I even avoided Kathy and
refused to return her calls. Eventually I came to realize that I was
doing exactly what I would counsel my own patients NOT to do. I
decided that I, myself, needed some expert counseling.
I decided to seek help in this matter from one of my associates who
would be able to counsel me without emotion on how to deal with
this situation. What she advised me to do turns out to be exactly
what I would have counseled one of my own patients: I couldn't run
away, but had to face this head on.
At first Tom was reluctant to see me, but Kathy interceded for
me and that's how I found myself face to face with Tom one Sunday
afternoon having coffee and just talking well into the evening. It was
an embarrassing meeting for both of us. I took a tape recorder with
me and asked him to relay all of the details of what had happened to
him, starting right from the beginning. His `girlfriend' Beverly was
present and she helped fill in some of the details with her own recol-
lections. As part of my own therapy I have written a chronological
accounting of those first days.
Through copious notes and the help of the tape recorder I have
attempted to reconstruct conversations and events exactly as they
happened. I have taken some small liberties to flesh out bits of con-
versations and events to keep the story continuous and readable, but
most of what you are about to read happened exactly as portrayed.
A few weeks ago I began finalizing all of my notes into a single
story and uploading it, a chapter at a time, to a computer bulletin
board. The intent was that by sharing and discussing this story with
others who would appreciate and understand it, I could also share
the burden that goes along with it and make it all seem somehow
acceptable. What I didn't count on was how deeply this story would
affect my own desires.
I found myself being aroused by the story, even as I was writing
it. I was especially intrigued with how EASILY a young, naive man
like my brother could be so quickly and completely dominated by
an experienced woman! As I wrote I found myself imagining how
even I, myself, would be able to achieve such complete domination
of an inexperienced young man if I wanted to. It's really so easy it's
almost laughable.
This foreword is meant to be read first but I have actually written
it last. I have just completed the last chapter of my narrative and will
be uploading it shortly, along with this `Foreword'. Even though I am
a happily married mother of two, I find myself completely infatuated
with the concept of perhaps finding my own naive young man and
capturing him.
I still pity my brother for what he has become, but now I find
myself admiring Beverly for what she has accomplished! Next week
I intend to stop into a small tavern after work for a few drinks...
Dr. Phyllis Hyde-Benson
Tom Hyde couldn't believe what was happening to him. An hour
before he had been in a business suit at a local tavern where he'd
been picked up by a gorgeous dark-haired woman in her mid-thirties.
Tom, still a virgin at twenty-five. Tom, who had never before been
naked in front of a woman, was now in this woman's house, stripped
naked and lying on his back on the floor in the middle of her living
room. He had his legs up in the air and knees bent. His left wrist
shackled to his left ankle and his right wrist shackled to his right
ankle left him completely exposed to the eyes of Beverly, who was
staring at him with her hands on her hips and a smug smile on her
face.
"My my, you look absolutely yummy!" she said, shaking her head
and barely suppressing a slight giggle. Tom moaned and rocked a
little on his back. His wrists were cuffed to the inside of each of his
ankles so he was unable to close his legs. He tried to imagine what he
looked like just then but the thought made him shudder and blush
an even deeper red.
"Now don't you worry about a thing, Tommy. Beverly's gonna
take real good care of you. But you've got to be truly mine, body
and soul. You've bared your body to me. Now I want your soul,
too." With that she sat down on the floor next to him and began
lightly running her fingers up and down the crack of his ass. He
began squirming and wriggling his hips and moaning "Oh..YES... I
L-O-V-E you!" His voice was shaking and his whole body twisting
but she gave him no relief. His penis was rock hard and laying flat
against his belly. She began lightly stroking it and then bent and
touched the tip of her tongue to the sensitive glans just under the
head. This caused his cock to jump up and down and his anus began
opening and contracting. Beverly cupped his balls and said in a
cajoling, taunting voice, "I want you to bare your soul to me. I need
to hear you confess your darkest and most embarrassing secrets to
me. Tell me, Tommy. Tell me so I can own your mind along with
your body."
Tommy was writhing now. She would bring him near the point
of ejaculation but she kept backing off just before he could cum. It
was uncanny! The older woman could look at him and read him
like a book. In a way Tommy wanted her to own him. All his life,
worrying about meeting a girl and making love to her. Would he be
awkward? Would she know it was his first time and laugh at him?
Tommy couldn't bear that thought. Now here was Beverly. With
Beverly he didn't have to hide a thing. He wanted her to know his
innermost secrets. He thought a moment and began:
"There's a teenaged girl who lives right across the street from me.
Her n-name is Linda." He was squirming a bit but he still managed to
get the words out. "She's a beautiful girl and she had an incredible
crush on me. I didn't know it but I guess she fantasized a little and
told some of her friends that I liked her back and someday we'd get
married. I used to watch her from my window when she was outside.
She's turning into a real beauty all right. Long trim legs and a pretty
face. When she'd bend over to get something I'd s-stare at her ass...
I know it was wrong of me, but I couldn't help myself."
"One day she was outside with two of her friends when I happened
to walk out to my car. She was dressed in pink shorts and sneakers
and she stood in the driveway smiling at me. All of a sudden I started
to get an erection! It was incredibly embarrassing. I tried shifting
my stance and hoped that nobody would notice it. I just wanted to
get into my car and get away before anyone saw it. Just then her
two friends came running up and said `Hello Mr. Hyde. Linda was
telling us how the two of you are going to be getting married in a few
years and live in your house. How exciting!' They were giggling and
it was obvious that they were taunting Linda. I could have helped
her out of this but I was so worried about getting out of there before
they noticed my hard-on that I snapped back at her instead."
"That's not true. Linda is a nice girl but she shouldn't be making
up stories. I already have a girlfriend and telling fibs like that can
only cause trouble." With that I managed to slip into my car, my
erection subsiding somewhat. Linda was shamefaced. I'd never seen
a girl blush so red before. Her friends pointed at her and laughed
and taunted "We KNEW you were lying. He already has a girlfriend.
See! Hahaha! What would he want with a skinny little squirt like
you anyway?" As I drove away I glanced in my mirror and saw that
Linda was close to tears. She was looking at my car and I'll never
forget how hurt she seemed that day. The next day I saw her outside
again and I wanted to go over and apologize to her but as soon as she
saw me she ran into the house. I've never felt so low in my life. My
carelessness had hurt her when all it would have taken was a little
more tact to help her out. I felt so ashamed I didn't want to see
her anymore and avoided going outside whenever she was around. I
wished there was something I could do to make it up to her."
"Don't worry Tommy, perhaps you will one day" Beverly said as
she continued to torment him on the floor. Now that the story was
over he began bucking his hips and pleading for Beverly to let him
cum.
"Not just yet, Tommy, but soon." Then she disappeared into the
next room and came back with a small camera.
"Now that you're almost ready, I want to take a few snapshots for
my personal use." Tommy started twisting when he saw the camera
but there was really nothing he could do about it. He was trapped.
Beverly focused the lens and <CLICK> he was on film. She walked
around him clicking a half dozen more shots. She told Tommy to
smile once and to stick his tongue through his lips like he was really
getting off. He didn't want to do it but she touched him a few times
and promised that they were just for her own enjoyment and that
they would both get off looking at them later. Tommy obliged. He
had gone this far and each new step began seeming more and more
natural for him to take. She then rolled him over onto his side and
then up on his knees so that his head was on the floor and his arms
were between his legs, still connected to his ankles. This brought his
ass into prominence and she snapped a few more pictures.
When she finally put the camera down she said "Time to get
some sleep Tommy, tomorrow's gonna be a big day!"
"I can't stay here all night like this!" He cried. "Besides, it's only
Tuesday night and I have to go to work tomorrow!"
"Tomorrow you are going to call in sick" she said, matter of factly.
"What's the name of your boss over there at Venture Publications?"
"Mrs. Peterson", Tom said. "Gloria Peterson".
"Well Tommy, tomorrow morning you'll call Mrs. Peterson up on
the phone and tell her you've got a 24-hour bug and you won't be
in. Then you'll spend the day with me."
With that she bent over and lightly ran her fingers up and down
the crack of his exposed ass once again and turned off the light. As an
afterthought she gave him one stinging slap on his ass as she walked
past him to her bedroom.
"Good night, Tommy dear. Don't let the bed bugs bite!". Then
her door was closed and she was gone.
Tommy knelt there uncomfortably in the dark and tried to figure
out just what had gone wrong. He was hot as a poker and the stinging
from the slap made his dick throb even harder. Hell, she hadn't even
let him cum yet!
In the morning Beverly came to him and unlocked the cuffs. She
told him where the bathroom was and to clean himself up. After
that Beverly made them both coffee, toast and juice, while he called
Mrs. Peterson to tell her he was sick and wouldn't be coming in that
day.
After they ate Beverly told Tommy to get dressed, but she held
back his jockey shorts. "Your days of wearing underpants are over
mister. From now on I want you bare underneath your pants." She
gave him a playful pinch and watched as he got dressed. They walked
out to Tommy's car and she said "Let's go over to your house. I want
to see where you live."
They drove over in silence and soon came to a small white house
in a sunny neighborhood. There was a driveway off to the right
but Beverly told Tommy to park the car in front of the house and
then they both got out. It was about 11:00am on a beautiful sunny
summer day and there were four young ladies sitting on the grass near
the car giggling and playing some sort of a game. Mrs. Whitford,
one of Tom's neighbors, was sitting on her porch. She ignored him
as they walked up the path towards the house. She was still mad
at him. She had complained that one of his trees was blocking her
sunlight and when he didn't do anything about it she took it upon
herself to do a little midnight pruning. Tommy confronted her the
next day and, in a moment of unusual anger, he called her a lying
old witch! Now she wouldn't speak to him. Oh well, you can't have
everything. The girls looked up and said "Hello Mr. Hyde" and then
Tom and Beverly were on the porch, and then in the house.
As soon as the door was shut Beverly grabbed Tommy by the
crotch and told him to strip naked. Tommy didn't know why he
jumped to obey her so quickly. Perhaps it was because he was still
so horny from his unsatisfied evening. At any rate, in less than a
minute his clothes were on the floor and he was stark naked. No
jockey shorts this time.
"Very good!" Beverly said, obviously pleased. "Now today you
are going to do EVERYTHING I say. Not because I have a whole
roll of film of you last night, but because deep down inside you really
WANT me to take charge of your life."
Tom winced when she reminded him of the photographs but he
also knew that she was right. He did enjoy the feeling of helpless-
ness before her. It was something he never acknowledged to himself.
Perhaps this secret longing that he denied all his life was what had
kept him so shy and afraid of girls.
Beverly then ordered him down on the floor on all fours. Tom
felt a little self-conscious, but at least the door was shut and all of
the window shades were down. As he knelt there Beverly opened
her pocketbook and took out a collar and leash. She put the collar
around his neck and snapped the leash onto it.
"Now, wouldn't the neighbors love to see you like this?" she teased
him. Tommy gasped and blushed red as she tugged on the leash and
began walking him around the room. She walked him into the kitchen
and then into each of the two bathrooms, and finally the bedroom.
After this she walked him back into the living room again. Tom's
cheeks were flushed with embarrassment and Beverly was obviously
enjoying this immensely.
"Thank you for the grand tour, sweetheart. Now lie on your back
and put your legs up in the air again with your knees bent wide. You
can hold onto your feet for support if you wish. Now listen carefully.
If you let your legs down for any reason, even for a second, I'll chain
you in position like I did last night and then whip you."
Tommy rolled over and succeeded in getting into the required
position. Once again, with his knees bent and legs in the air he
was on complete display to the older woman. She walked over to
the telephone and said "Now, what's the phone number of that girl,
Linda, that you told me about last night?"
"NO!" Tommy snapped. Somehow he managed to retain his po-
sition, but she was taking this a little too far!
Beverly walked over to Tommy and bent down and gave him a
hard slap on his ass. "Don't you EVER say NO to me again, mister.
Remember that roll of photographs that I have. I can be awfully
mean when I don't get what I want, and right now I want you to
keep your legs up and to tell me the phone number of that girl!"
next to the phone. The name is Murray, Linda Murray... Oh God,
please don't..."
Beverly flipped down to the M's and found the number for Mur-
ray. It was right across the street just like he'd said. She dialed the
phone and after a couple of rings she heard a young girl's voice on
the other end.
"Hello. Is this Linda Murray? Wonderful! My name is Beverly
and I'm calling from Mr. Hyde's house. Are you very busy just
now?... Oh... your parents are out and you're listening to some
records with a couple of your friends. Well, honey, Mr. Hyde asked
me to call and tell you he's sorry that he embarrassed you in front
of your friends. He knows it was wrong of him and he wanted to
apologize but he was afraid you wouldn't want to see him... That's
right... If you wouldn't mind leaving your friends alone for awhile,
would you mind coming over here so he can apologize to you in
person?... I know, but he has something he wants to show you...
You would? Wonderful! He'll be sooo happy! See you in a couple of
minutes."
Beverly hung up the phone and walked over to Tommy, who was
openly sobbing and begging her not to do this to him. "One more
thing we've got to get straight between us, mister. From now on,
when you talk to me you will address me as 'Mistress'. You got
that? Now I mean it. If you ever forget to address me properly
from this moment on, well, you won't BELIEVE what I'll put you
through. You got that sweetie?"
"Y-Y-ESS......Mistress" Tom managed to choke out. Just then
the doorbell rang and Beverly went over to answer it. Tommy was
on the far side of the room on the floor behind the sofa, so he couldn't
be seen from the door. He tried to stop his sobbing, hoping that if
he wasn't noticed Beverly...err.. Mistress Beverly would change her
mind and send the girl away with some excuse.
Beverly opened the door and there stood an absolutely lovely girl,
just like Tommy had described her. She was about five foot four with
dark hair. She was wearing a pair of white cut-off jeans that showed
off her long trim legs, and a halter top. She looked up at Beverly
but was obviously still a little undecided if she wanted to forgive Mr.
Hyde just yet. He'd humiliated her, in front of her friends, and that
kind of wound does not heal easily when you're a teenager.
"You must be Linda. Hi, I'm Beverly. Won't you come in?"
Beverly closed the door and stood right in front of her and said
"Linda, I'm going to show you something but I've got to make sure
you can handle it first. I know that Mr. Hyde embarrassed you in
front of your friends. It was wrong of him, but he's paying for that
right now. You see, Linda, Mr. Hyde has been very bad recently and
he's being punished for everything he's done. He's on the other side
of that couch right now and if you think you can handle it I believe
he'd like to show you just how sorry he is... and the terrible price
he's paying."
"Oh...god....please....no...." came a choked moan from behind the
couch. Linda was taken back but then her curiosity got the better
of her.
"Yes, I believe I can handle it Beverly. At least I THINK I can."
She was obviously interested and she lifted her head a bit and stood
on her toes trying to see where the noise had come from.
Beverly led her through the room and around to the back of
the sofa. When she first saw him she gasped and took a half step
backwards. Then she caught hold of herself and walked a little closer.
Tommy had maintained position. He was lying there with his legs up
and spread wide and his knees bent. His eyes were closed tight and
he was shaking his head back and forth and murmuring "No...please
don't let her see me like this....pleeease....."
"Look who's here to see you, dear. Open your eyes and say hello
to Linda." Tom slowly opened his eyes and saw the two of them
standing there. The tall mid-thirtyish woman dressed in casual slacks
and a blouse, and the teenager with the short cut-offs and the legs
that wouldn't end. Beverly was smiling at him with a look of pure
innocence, as if there were nothing wrong with this situation, while
Linda stared wide-eyed in disbelief. That disbelief slowly changed
into a look of smug satisfaction as she turned to Beverly and said
"Thank you Beverly. I'm sure I can handle this. He's getting just
what he deserves!"
"Oh, it's not over, honey. Hardly even started, actually. You see,
Tommy has been such a bad boy that he's going to get a spanking!
Right here. And he's going to ask you to be the one to give it to
him. Isn't that right, Tommy?"
Tommy's face was scarlet. In spite of himself he had also got a
raging hard-on and he knew that Linda was staring at it, along with
his exposed balls and his winking anus. He was already fucked. He
knew his life wouldn't be worth shit if Linda or Beverly told anybody
about this. "Yes, Mistress" he managed to choke out.
Turning to Linda, Beverly asked "Wouldn't you like to give him
the spanking that he deserves?"
"I don't know" Linda replied. I think he deserves to get one but I
don't think I want to be the one to do it. I wouldn't mind watching,
though!" She grinned smugly at Tommy.
"Oh, well that's a real shame. Perhaps Tommy can change your
mind if he begs you well enough. He had better HOPE that you
agree to spank him..." she added ominously.
"You see, in twenty minutes Tommy is going to get a spanking.
Either you or I will do it. If you do it, it will be right here in the
privacy of his living room. If he can't convince YOU to spank him
then I will do it myself, only I will do it outside in the back seat of
his car."
Tommy almost choked when he heard this! He started to sob
uncontrollably. Beverly continued "If I have to be the one to do it, I
will lead Tommy outside just as he is now, naked and leashed, on his
hands and knees, right up to his car where those four girls are still
sitting. I will put Tommy into the back seat and spank him until he
cries. I will then take him out of the car and lead him back into the
house the same way. This isn't an idle threat, I assure you I'll do it.
The only way that Tommy can avoid this ordeal is if he can get you
to give him the spanking. It has to be hard and at least 100 slaps.
Anything less won't count. Now you have a choice to make Linda.
Are you mad enough at him to see him humiliated like this, or would
you prefer to administer justice yourself?."
"I...I just don't know," Linda stammered. "That would be hor-
ribly embarrassing for poor Mr. Hyde..." but Beverly noted to her
satisfaction that Linda's young nipples were hard as little bullets
against her top and she still had that little smile on her lips.
"Well, I guess it's all up to Tommy then. Tommy, you have
exactly 20 minutes to beg Linda to give you a spanking. I'm talking
REAL humiliation here! You're to wiggle your ass and beg and plead
and do anything you can to humiliate yourself in front of her and if
you do a good enough job, perhaps Linda will feel that you've been
shamed enough. If not....." She left the rest unspoken. "By the way,
I see that you have a nice little home entertainment center here...
what's this? Oh lovely, a video camera! I think I'll just set this up
here so I can have some fond memories for my `personal' collection".
She laughed as she set the video camera up on a tripod, turned the
power on and began to focus on poor Tommy.
"First thing Tommy, I want you to reach around with your left
hand and insert your middle finger into your asshole. That's right,
now I want you to take your right hand and begin to jack off for
Linda and me. Remember, DO NOT CUM! If you do, your fate
will be sealed. Now, camera's rolling, you have 20 minutes starting
NOW!"
Beverly stayed by the camera but Linda chose to sit down on the
sofa right in front of Tommy, who was pumping with both hands.
"Please Linda, please spank me!" He cried. "I was such a bad
boy to humiliate you in front of your friends and I'm really sorry.
Please spank me...p-please."
As the camera whirred, Linda warmed up to this unusual oppor-
tunity. "Take your finger out of your asshole Tommy and use your
left hand to spread your asscheeks as wide as they'll go! Use only
two fingers to rub your dick!" She was really getting into this. For
the next ten minutes Tommy subjected himself to the most intense
humiliation possible. He told Linda that he was a naughty little boy
and that he really wanted her to give him a spanking. He crawled
around on the floor slapping his own ass as the camera followed his
every move. The two ladies were laughing hysterically!
"This is just too much!" Linda said, wiping her eyes. "You know,
I think I just might spank him, but before I do, do you think it would
be all right if I called my two friends over to see him beg some more?
They'd LOVE it!"
"I think that's a simply marvelous idea, Linda! What do you
think, honey? Should you ask Linda to invite her friends over to see
you beg, or do you want to disappoint her?"
"P-P-Please L-Linda... please ask your friends to come over to
see me beg..." Tommy was completely out of control. He had gone
so far out on a limb that he knew there was no stopping. Beverly
had so much on him right now that there was no way he could refuse
her anything.
Beverly put the camera on hold and told Tommy to stop touching
himself, but maintain position. In the meantime Linda grabbed the
phone and anxiously punched in her number. "Hello Tina? This is
Linda, yeah I'm still across the street but you gotta see this!" she
blurted out in her teenage excitement. "Mr. Hyde is over here with
me and another woman and he's got no clothes on! That's right,
he's butt-naked and that's not all... he's being punished! In a few
minutes he's going to get this incredible spanking and I thought that
you and Ellen would like to see it... but listen up. This is really
important. You GOTTA promise never to say anything about this
to ANYBODY. You promise? Great! Come on over, and hurry!"
This was crazy, Tom thought. Right now he should be at work,
doing his job while trying to cast covert glances at the luscious asses
of his two co-workers. Just 24 hours earlier he had been doing exactly
that. Now here he was waiting for three teenage girls to look at HIS
ass and hear him beg one of them to give him a spanking! And there
wasn't anything he could do about it. He had degraded and shamed
himself to a level that was almost unimaginable. And it was all on
tape! Tommy wiped the tears away from his eyes just as he heard
the rapping on the door. From the giggling he heard on the other
side he knew it was Tina and Ellen. Linda rushed to the door and
opened it. "Come on in, hurry! Remember, not a word to anybody,
promise? Wait till you see this!"
She led the other girls over to where Tom was lying on the floor.
Just like her, they both stopped and took a half step back. But
then they both put their hands over their mouths and bent over
laughing. Perhaps it was because they had some idea what to expect,
or perhaps it was because there were three of them together, but they
warmed up to the sight almost immediately.
"I thought you were joking!" Tina gasped, "but this is un-real!
Is he really going to get a spanking?" Both of her friends looked at
each other and started giggling again.
"Yes" replied Beverly. "I can assure you of that. Right now it's
just a question of who... and where" she added looking down at
Tommy with a smile on her face.
"Watch this!" Linda said, "Tommy, I want you to apologize for
lying about our...relationship". Then I want you to kiss my feet,
then Tina's feet, then Ellen's feet, and then return to what you were
doing before I called them over." Linda motioned to the other two
girls to sit on the couch with her as Beverly turned the video camera
back on.
Tommy got on his knees in front of Linda. "I'm soooo sorry that
I lied to your friends when I said that I wasn't interested in you.
That was a bad thing to do and I beg you to forgive me." He then
put his head down and kissed Linda's sneakers. He crawled over to
Tina and Ellen and kissed their sneakers too. Then he crawled back
to where he had been, got back on his back with his legs up in the
air spread wide and his knees bent and began begging Linda once
again to give him a spanking.
Tina and Ellen went nuts. They couldn't believe what they were
seeing! Tom began stroking his penis with one hand and spreading
his asscheeks with the other. His anus was opening and closing like
a fish's mouth, gasping in the air, while the three girls laughed, and
the camera whirred.
After about five more minutes of this, Linda said "Okay Beverly,
I think he's shamed himself enough. I guess I'll give him a spanking."
Tears of happiness flowed in Tom's eyes. "Oh Thank you! Thank
you!"
Linda made a motion for Tom to get up and drape himself across
her knees. Both Tina and Ellen were still sitting beside her so they
got a great view. Linda lifted her hand into the air and WHAP!
That was one. She was a little surprised by the sound but her hand
felt good against the yielding flesh of Tom's ass.
"That's one" Beverly called out. "Ninety-nine more to go and
they better be HARD ones or they don't count."
Linda began to get a rhythm going. As she slapped, Tom bucked
and sobbed and her two friends laughed their hearts out. Beverly
watched from the side, still directing the video camera.
At fifty slaps Tom was sobbing out of control. At fifty-five slaps,
a loud buzzer started sounding. It made everyone stop to see what
was going on. Beverly opened her pocketbook and reached in to take
out what looked like a small kitchen timer. "Oh my!" Beverly said,
"looks like time's run out, and you haven't had your whole spanking
yet. What a pity!"
Tom stopped sobbing almost instantly. He couldn't believe what
he was hearing! She wouldn't really do it, would she? She couldn't
possibly, could she? "NO-NO-NO, it's not fair! You can't do that to
me!" Tom fell off Linda's knees to the floor and began sobbing again.
"What was that, mister!" Beverly barked as she walked over and
stood directly over his pathetic form. "Did I hear the NO word from
you, after I've warned you?" Beverly looked down at him and began
chuckling. "I was only going to say that since Linda had not finished,
you were going to have to beg her for some more time. Tom's heart
sunk. "But now you have to be taught once and for all that you
NEVER say NO to me." With that she reached down and picked up
the leash. "Let's go, chum. We're gonna take a little walk in the
fresh air!"
Tom's mind was reeling. She couldn't actually be going to do
this to him, could she? She had been just using it as a threat to get
what she wanted, wasn't she? This was unimaginable shame! He
had just spent the last 20 minutes humiliating himself in front of her
and three teenage girls in his own house, begging until Linda agreed
to spank him while they all laughed. Now, was Beverly really going
to follow through with the rest of her plans for him? Oh God, please
don't let it happen...
"What's she gonna do with him now?" Ellen asked. Linda and
Tina were too busy laughing to speak but Linda finally got her com-
posure and said "You ain't seen NOTHING yet! Just watch!"
Beverly tugged on the leash and pulled Tom, naked and on all
fours, towards the front door. "You brought this on yourself, young
man. I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget. NEVER
say NO to me again!" With that she grabbed the handle and swung
open the front door, flooding the living room with light from the
bright sunny day.
"Oh P-L-E-A-S-E don't do this to me Mistress!" Tom wailed.
"I've learned my lesson, honest! I PROMISE I'll never say NO to
you again. Only please don't take me outside like this. Someone
might see me!"
"Someone's definitely gonna see you alright" Beverly laughed.
"Those four girls who were sitting on the lawn near your car are
still there! And that old woman is still on her porch. You'll be seen
alright. The question is, by how many and for how long?"
With that she gave one more tug on the leash and led Tommy out
onto his front porch. The three teenagers inside were holding their
stomachs laughing again and their eyes were riveted to Tommy's
flaming red ass. Proof positive of the spanking he'd just received
over Linda's knees.
Beverly bent over Tommy and whispered quietly "Remember that
tape I just made of you. I can have a lot of copies of that made up
by tonight and you wouldn't believe how vindictive I can get when
I'm not happy."
Tommy felt his heart in his stomach. Though it was a warm
day the wind felt cool against his naked body, especially against his
flaming hot asscheeks. With one final tug Beverly led him down the
steps and began the slow trek down the path to the car parked in
front of the house. Nobody had seen him yet. The four girls seemed
to be pre-occupied with their conversation. As they neared the car
one of them happened to look up and she inhaled a big gasp of air.
"LOOK!" she pointed. Immediately the other three girls stopped
what they were doing and looked up to see what she was pointing
at. He was about 20 feet from them, but by the time he got to the
car door he would be within 10 feet and in full view. His cock was
still stiff from his previous ordeal and his arms were shaking as he
crawled. This only increased his shame.
"That's Mr. Hyde!" one of the girls said. "What are you doing
to Mr. Hyde, m'am?"
"It's a secret", Beverly said. "Can you girls keep a secret?"
"YES!" they all chimed. "We won't tell... what are you doing?"
"It seems that Mr. Hyde here has been a VERY naughty boy
and I'm going to give him a spanking."
"You can't do that" one of the girls said. "He's too OLD for a
spanking."
"Oh no he isn't" replied Beverly. "He was VERY naughty and
he's going to get treated just like any other naughty little boy would."
"Wow!" Another of the girls giggled. "Can we watch?"
"I'm afraid not, but you'll be able to listen!" With that they had
reached the car and Beverly reached out to open the door. "Ooops,
it's locked. I don't suppose you have the key on you?" she laughed.
The girls laughed too. Where would he be carrying a key? Tommy
groaned and then Beverly reached into her pocket. "Here it is, just
teasing you!" Again the four girls laughed. Tommy wanted to die of
shame. Beverly opened the car door then reached in to swing the
seats to their most forward position, giving her as much room as
possible. She got back out and then ordered Tommy to climb into
the back seat and kneel on all fours on the seat cushion with his
face pressed all the way down and his rump up in the air. Beverly
climbed in after him and closed the door. The first thing she did was
to reach over and open all of the car windows. "My, it's stuffy in
here. Let's get a little air circulating." Tommy just groaned. They'll
hear all right, every slap. Before she started, Beverly had a few words
for Tommy: "Now listen, sweetie. I'm going to spank you until you
cry. Do you hear that? I don't care how long it takes but I will
keep spanking you until you're crying like a baby. Now if you resist
me, well that means that we're gonna be out here a looooong time,
drawing more attention every minute. That's all I've got to say."
With those terrifying words she lifted her hand up and delivered
the first stinging CRACK! right onto his already burning asscheek.
"Owwwww" Tommy wailed. "Please...." he whimpered. Beverly
gave him no relief but continued slapping his ass, varying the rhythm
and moving from cheek to cheek.
"Wow! He's REALLY getting it good!" he heard one of the girls
exclaim. The others just giggled, as young girls will. Another of the
girls crept around the back of the car and stood up to peep into the
window on the opposite side. When she did she was only about a
foot from Tommy's head. "WOW!" she said again. "You should see
how red his bum is!"
That was the last straw. Tommy couldn't hold out anymore. He
began crying his eyes out just like a baby. His whole body heaved
and shook with sobs. He was suffering from far worse than the pain.
Tommy, who was still a virgin... who until last night had never taken
his clothes off in front of a woman... who's greatest fear was that one
might laugh at him... had sunk so low that he knew he could never
ever look a woman, of ANY age, in the eye again without blushing
red from embarrassment.
Beverly heard the tears and stopped the spanking. She opened
the car door and got out, pulling at Tommy's leash until he followed
her. Back on all fours he was led again, up the path towards his
porch and open door. Mrs. Whitford was on her way there too.
She wanted to intercept them before they got into the house. As
Tommy was led up the porch stairs Beverly paused a bit so that
Mrs. Whitford could catch up. This left Tommy kneeling on the top
stair of his front porch with his red ass still facing the laughing girls,
who had followed him back to the porch. One of them reached out
and touched it. "WOW! it's hot!" she said. Each of the girls wanted
to touch his ass while Mrs. Whitford came puffing up the stairs.
"I saw what you did!" she said to Tommy. "That was disgusting,
and in front of those young girls, too. I'm going to call the police
and have you ARRESTED!"
"Now wait just a minute please, m'am" Beverly said. If you have
him arrested then they'll take him away and give him clothes and
lock him up. If you don't say anything then he'll stay with ME, and
I have LOTS more things in mind for this young man!"
At that Mrs. Whitford stopped short. She looked down at
Tommy, who was still sobbing uncontrollably and slowly a huge grin
spread across her face. "Now that you mention it, I guess I didn't
see anything after all... and I was out here on my porch ALL DAY!"
She leaned over so Tommy could see her face. "I'm glad you found
a woman who knows how to handle you, Mr. Hyde." She chuckled
and stood upright. As she walked down the steps she took the op-
portunity to give his ass one more wallop and then walked back to
her porch, laughing the whole way. "Yup!" she yelled. "I was out
here ALL DAY and didn't see nothing!"
Beverly led Tommy back into the house and shut the door as the
four girls yelled "Bye, Mr. Hyde! We didn't see NOTHING either!"
The door swinging shut mercifully closed off their giggling.
Back in the house, the three teenage girls had been anxiously
awaiting Tommy's return. They didn't want to go outside in case
anybody saw them with Mr. Hyde like that.
"That was excellent, Beverly" said Linda. "I don't think I ever
had so much fun. The other girls agreed. "What are you gonna do
to him now, Beverly?" asked Tina.
"That's about all for today, girls. Poor Tommy has had a very
hard day and he's gonna need his rest. He has to go to work tomor-
row. Speaking of hard, I don't think poor Tommy's had a chance to
cum yet. Tommy, would you like to jack yourself off for us before the
girls have to go home? I think you know the required position."
Tommy moaned. Would this never end? The three girls went
back and sat on the couch again while Beverly resumed her position
at the video camera. Tommy crawled over and laid on his back in
front of the couch, facing the girls. He lifted his legs into the air,
widely spread and bent at the knees. Beverly warned him not to
cum until all three teenage girls had given him permission... or else!
Tommy grabbed hold of his throbbing cock and began pumping it
hard.
"No, not like that" Beverly said. "Use just your thumb and two
fingers, and when you start getting close you'd better beg these young
ladies to let you cum. You wouldn't want to see me angry at you
again..."
That's all Tommy needed to hear. He grabbed his cock in the
prescribed manner and began stroking it while the girls looked on
in wonder. None of them had ever seen an erect penis before today.
Now they were about to see a man masturbate right in front of them!
It only took a short while before Tommy could feel the pressure
building up in him. He began to beg the girls "Please Linda, please
let me cum, please Tina and Ellen, please... " The girls were mesmer-
ized. They could see the sweat beading up on his forehead. They
could see him squirming and wiggling his ass on the carpet. And
best of all, they could hear him begging THEM to allow him to cum!
When he was thrashing around wildly, first Tina and then Ellen told
him he could cum. Linda was still holding out. After all, this was
HER revenge and she wanted to savor it. Finally, as he was arching
his back and begging her pitifully, she smiled a real big smile and
said "OK, you can cum... asshole". With that the girls saw him
go completely stiff. His balls seemed to rise up in his sack and nest
close to the base of his cock. Suddenly he was moaning loudly and
his balls were shooting jets of white cum up into the air. While some
of it shot over his head, most of it landed on his chest and stomach.
After he stopped thrashing around Beverly said "That's it, show's
over girls. I hope you enjoyed yourselves."
"Oh yes, thank you soooo much Beverly. We had a great time
and don't worry, we won't breathe a word of this to anyone, except
to ourselves of course. We'll be talking this over for a long time!"
"Glad you could come, girls. Say, are you girls gonna be free for
dinner tomorrow night?" I could make a meat loaf and we could have
Tommy here wait on us! Would you like that?"
"Great! Sure!" they echoed. "We wouldn't want to miss tomor-
row, especially after what we just saw today! Thank you. Thank
you very much!"
As the girls left they took one last look at Tommy. He was still
on the floor. Then they closed the door behind them. Tommy could
hear their laughter as the door shut.
Beverly began rewinding the video tape. "Well, young man.
You've had quite a day, haven't you!" I'm going to leave you now.
I've got some work to do in my studio. You get some rest and go to
work tomorrow. Just make sure that you leave work by 4:30. I want
you in this house before 5:00pm and woe betide you if you make me
wait. Tell Mrs. Peterson that you have a doctor's appointment or
something, but don't keep me waiting.... and remember, no jockey
shorts!"
Beverly bent down and kissed him gently on the forehead. Then
she grabbed the tape and went out the door.
Tom woke up the next morning and for a moment he thought the
entire day before had been a dream. Then as he sat up he winced
as his sore ass rubbed the sheets and he realized that it had all been
real. How could he have done those things to himself! In front of
Linda and her friends and the girls out by the car! God, even Mrs.
Whitford had seen him!
He showered and shaved and began to get dressed for work. He
had already put his jockey shorts on when he remembered that he
wasn't allowed to wear them anymore and he pulled them off. His
trousers felt weird against his bare ass and the soreness would be a
constant reminder of the day before.
He made himself a cup of coffee and a piece of toast and opened
the door to leave. His car was still parked in the front of the house
where he'd left it yesterday. As he walked out to it he remembered his
last walk to this car and shuddered. He glanced around but nobody
was outside yet so he hurried and got into his car.
The seats were still pushed up and he had to close the windows.
Another shameful reminder of what had happened here just a few
hours earlier. Tom drove to work, parked his car, and went into his
office at Venture Publications. He saw Carol and Marie sitting at
their desks, beautiful as always. They smiled at him and for some
reason he blushed deeply. Marie winked slyly at Carol. The two
women knew that he was stealing peeks at them and they delighted
in teasing him along. They purposefully wore sexy clothes to the
office and found excuses to bend over to get files and such when they
knew he was watching them. The secretary, Louise, was another
story. Early fifties, frumpish and widowed. She thought Tom was a
real yuppie bigshot and she avoided talking to him whenever possible.
"Too big for his britches" she said of him on several occasions.
In the large private office sat Mrs. Peterson, his boss.
"Good morning Tom, hope you're feeling better today" she said,
with only partial sincerity. She suspected Tom had been goofing off
yesterday and was irritated because it meant more work for her to
do.
"Good morning Gloria. Yes, I'm much better, Thanks. Say, I
have a doctor's appointment at 5:00 and I'd like to leave a little
early to make it. Would that be all right?"
"Fine, Tom" Mrs. Peterson said, and made a mental note to her-
self to have a talk with Tom if this skipping of work started turning
into a regular thing.
Tom put in an uneventful day. Carol and Marie noticed he
blushed a lot quicker whenever they caught his eye. Louise just
ignored him and Mrs. Peterson had to go out for a good part of the
day but was back in the office by 3:30. At 4:30 Tom got up from his
desk and said goodbye to Mrs. Peterson and the girls. He left the
office and drove straight home. When he got home he parked his car
in the driveway. He saw Mrs. Whitford sitting on her porch as usual
but thankfully the rest of the street was empty. He quickly walked
into his house. As he glanced up at Mrs. Whitford's porch he saw
that she was watching him with a big grin on her face. Oh God...
He was surprised to find the house empty. He fixed himself a
drink and sat in the living room on the sofa and waited. At 5:45
Beverly knocked on the door.
"Hello Tommy, sorry I'm late but I had an errand to do in town."
She giggled then rushed into the kitchen. "I've got this meatloaf to
prepare and the girls will be here in 45 minutes. You'd better take
a shower while I start in the kitchen."
Just like that, like nothing in the world was out of order. Tom
walked into the bathroom and took his clothes off. Beverly ran in
once just to make sure he wasn't wearing any underpants and smiled
sweetly at him when she saw that he wasn't.
By the time Tommy came out of the shower the meatloaf was
already in the oven. He towel-dried his hair and started into the
bedroom to get some clean clothes.
"Oh no, sweetie. No clothes tonight! Linda and her friends are
coming over, remember?" Tommy looked at her in disbelief but her
face suddenly turned hard and she said. "Down on your knees, mis-
ter. You're going to be serving us tonight."
She then went to her pocketbook and fished out the collar and
leash she had used the day before and fastened them on him again.
But that wasn't all. She continued fishing through her pocketbook
and came up with a piece of folded pink cloth. "Look what I got for
you to wear!" As she opened it he saw with shock that it was a large
pink baby's bonnet with little ru- es and a bow on each side! She
placed the humiliating thing on his head and fastened it under his
chin with a bow knot. "Oh it's so cute!" she giggled.
"Now Tommy, dear. I want you to be right here in front of the
door, on your hands and knees with your cute ass up in the air so
the girls will see it as soon as they enter. Hurry up, now. Don't
disappoint me."
Tommy got into position, that damn bonnet made him feel even
more embarrassed, if that were possible, and he waited for the girls
to arrive. It was 6:15 and Beverly was setting the table for four.
A couple of minutes later the doorbell rang and Beverly ran to
open it. It was Linda.
"Hi, hope I'm not too early." When she saw Tommy she started
giggling and said "Like your hat, Tommy!" Tommy's face went scar-
let. Beverly went back to the kitchen and Linda sat on a chair looking
at Tommy. God, this was turning out to be fun! There was another
knock on the door and Linda opened it. This time it was Tina and
Ellen together. They saw Tommy kneeling there and started giggling
all over again.
Beverly said that dinner wouldn't be ready for another fifteen
minutes and suggested that the girls take Tommy for a little walk
around the house. Linda said "Sure!" and picked up the leash from
the floor. She gave Tommy a light pat on the rump and said "Let's
go Tommy!". When Tommy hesitated slightly she said, tauntingly
"You do want to go for a walk, don't you Tommy?" and she blinked
her eyes several times at him and smiled.
"Y-Yes, Linda". Tommy said.
"Oh, that's another thing. I think that from now on I want you
to address me as 'Mistress' Linda. Is that Okay?" Again the eye
blinking and the smile.
"Y-Yes, Mistress Linda" Tommy managed to choke out. Linda
was smug with satisfaction. Revenge certainly was sweet!
Linda began leading Tommy around the living room. Tina and
Ellen got up to walk with them. "Look at how white his ass is." said
Ellen. "You would hardly believe he got TWO spankings yesterday."
Linda walked Tommy into the bedroom. She tugged on the leash for
him to stop between the end of the bed and the dresser.
"Put your face down on the rug Tommy and lift your ass as high
in the air as you can. Good. Now spread your legs a little wider.
Fine! Now just stay like that for awhile."
Tina and Ellen began poking each other and snorting as they
saw that Linda steadied herself with one hand on the dresser and
lifted her foot so that her sneaker very lightly began to rub Tommy
between his asscheeks and around his scrotum. "Goose! Goose!" she
giggled as she touched the point of her shoe directly on Tommy's
puckering asshole. This made him jump slightly and his stiff penis
bobbed up and down beneath him. That set off another laughing jag
among the girls. Nothing worse than three teenage girls with a case
of the giggles...
"Let's go, girls!" Beverly yelled from the kitchen. "Dinner's
ready." The girls led Tommy back into the kitchen. The three of
them sat down at the table and Beverly joined them. "Where's
Tommy going to sit?" asked Ellen.
"Oh, he'll eat when we're through, Ellen" replied Beverly.
The four ladies picked up their forks and began eating. "I seem to
have dropped my napkin. Please get it for me Tommy.....thank you
dear.....Oh, please bring some more bread from the counter Tommy....
thank you dear."
They kept him crawling around the cold kitchen floor doing me-
nial errands while they ate and talked about the previous afternoon.
At the end of the meal Beverly got a large bowl and she scraped
the leftovers from all four plates into it and mashed it up.
"Here Tommy. It's time for your dinner now." She placed the
bowl on the floor next to the refrigerator and motioned for Tommy
to eat it. "No hands now, remember?"
Was there no end to the degradation this woman could heap on
him? Tommy lowered his red face to the bowl and began to eat.
The girls got a case of the giggles again and Beverly got her camera
out of her pocketbook. Naked and leashed, on his hands and knees,
with a pink baby bonnet on his head and a stiff prick, Tommy looked
hilarious. Beverly clicked away from all angles. "Lift your face just a
little, dear, so I can see it better...that's it... CLICK... thank you."
It was now around 7:30pm and Beverly suggested they all go into
the living room. When they got there they she made Tommy get
up on the coffee table and lie down on his back. "You should know
the routine by now, Tommy. Lift your legs into the air, spread them
wide and bend your knees." She opened her pocketbook and took out
the two pair of handcuffs she had used on Tommy two nights before.
"Remember these, honey?" she teased. She fastened the cuffs on
him again in the same manner. Left wrist to left ankle and right
wrist to right ankle. His wrists were cuffed to the inside of his ankles
so he couldn't close his legs. Once again this left him in the most
vulnerable and exposed condition he could imagine. He felt the eyes
of the teenagers burning into his ass like a brand, and he flushed
deeply and squirmed a bit. Beverly then produced a long feather
from her pocketbook and proceeded to brush it lightly up and down
the crack of his ass while the girls looked on in wonder. "WOW! Will
you look at him buck!" yelled Tina. "It's a good thing you put those
cuffs on him!"
Beverly continued tormenting him without pity. She'd concen-
trate on the underside of his penis for awhile and when it looked like
he might be getting ready to cum she'd hold off while his hips bucked
and he pleaded "Oh P-L-E-A-S-E! P-L-E-A-S-E let me CUM!!!" But
Beverly would just wait a bit and then move the feather back to his
asshole or some other spot. Beverly continued the torment while she
started to speak to the room:
"I'll bet Tommy here was wondering why I was late getting here
this evening. Well, I had a very busy day. Last night I took the video
tape back to my studio and watched it. All I can say is WOW!. It
came out great! We had Tommy rolling around on his back and
stroking his penis and begging Linda to give him a spanking... we
had him crawling around the floor and slapping his own ass.... more
begging in front of Tina and Ellen.....we had a lovely spanking draped
across Linda's knees... and at the end we had Tommy again on his
back, his reddened behind waggling on the floor, masturbating in
front of the girls and begging them to let him cum! It was beautiful!"
She kept tormenting Tommy with the feather the whole time she
spoke. "Anyway, I decided to make four copies of the tape. I have
some rather specialized equipment at my studio and the copies came
out superbly. I told Tommy to make sure that he left his office by
4:30 so he would be in this house by 5:00pm sharp! The reason for
this is because I paid a small visit to his office, at 4:45pm!" Tommy
began to moan "Oh please no...please...please!" But his hips were
still moving frantically to the tune of the tormenting feather. "I
introduced myself to Mrs. Peterson and told her I was your new
girlfriend. I also met those two other lovely young things...Carol and
Marie? Yes. Well, they seemed a bit surprised that you even HAD
a girlfriend. Anyway, I gave each of them a small package. Do you
want to guess what was in those packages? Exactly! Each package
had one of the four copies of the tape I had made!" The teenaged
girls gasped. Tommy was sobbing, but still bucking his hips. He had
no choice in the matter.
"Oh don't worry. I rigged each of the tapes in my studio with
a magnet on the take-up spool so that they can only be viewed
once. But once is all they'll need! Let's see, it's about 7:45pm...
they're probably watching those tapes right now!" Tommy was sob-
bing loudly but his arms and legs were pumping up and down and
his ass was wiggling to keep the tip of the feather away from his
sensitive asshole.
"Can you imagine poor Tommy, having to go to work tomorrow
morning and sit in that office? And he will, too! You see, Mrs.
Peterson may want to fire you, Tommy, but you can't let her. You
had better find some way of begging her to let you keep your job.
You can cry, plead, promise anything you want, but don't let her
fire you. If you do, well, I can make LOTS more copies of that tape
and send it around to all sorts of people. This time without the
magnet so they can watch it over and over and over again! I did a
little checking on you, Tommy. How would you like your sister in
Philadelphia to get a copy of that tape? Or your mother's friends in
Long Island? And don't forget the lovely snapshots I took tonight!"
Tommy couldn't believe what he was hearing. It had to be a bad
dream, but it was REAL. The girls thought it was pretty amusing
and giggled while they watched Tommy twisting in the cuffs on the
coffee table, still trying to escape the maddening feather.
"Tommy, dear" Beverly continued. "Your punishment is going to
be an ongoing one, with no relief. Every single day you are going to
report to work in that office, knowing that each of the ladies there
have seen you as you were yesterday. The first night we met you told
me that your worst fear was being laughed at by a woman. Those
women at work are going to be laughing at you every day from now
on..."
Tommy was crying "Please... no, don't do this to me... please...
please!" Beverly put the feather down and got up from the couch.
"It's been a long day girls, and Tommy is going to have an even
longer day tomorrow. I have to go now, but you girls can stay here
as long as you want. Just unlock him when you leave." She dug into
her pocketbook and threw the keys to the handcuffs on the coffee
table next to the still writhing form of Tommy." Goodnight, girls...
it's been real!"
The three teenage girls thanked Beverly and walked her to the
door. After she left they all converged on Tommy like starving vul-
tures. Linda picked up the feather and continued to torment his
asshole. Tina bent over and began licking the underside of his penis.
Ellen put her tongue in his ear. They all mocked him and teased him
saying "Come on Tommy, shoot! shoot!". Finally he went stiff and
began shooting thick spurts of white cum in the air. Some of it hit
the wall behind the coffee table, some of it landed on his face. The
girls were amazed.
Linda said it was time they were going home so they all lined up
and each gave him a dozen hard slaps on his ass. Then they unlocked
the cuffs, walked to the door, turned out the lights and Linda said
"Goodnight Tommy! Have a nice day tomorrow!" With that they
all left, leaving the front door wide open. Tommy could hear them
laughing all the way down the street.
Tom Hyde didn't sleep very well that night. After the girls left he
got up, closed the front door and cleaned himself off, all in a daze.
He went into his bedroom to lay down and try to sort things out.
What was he going to do! He began reviewing all of the shameful
things he had done the day before, the things that would be on that
damn video tape! Oh God! Each one was worse than the other. And
everyone at work would be watching that tape right now - or would
have already seen it! Carol and Marie! Louise! Mrs. Peterson! Had
they seen the tape already? Had they seen him lying naked on his
back, rubbing his dick and begging Linda to let him cum? Crawling
around on the floor on a leash, slapping his own ass and pleading
with Linda to put him across her knees and give him a spanking! Oh
God, what was he going to do! And Beverly's threat... would she
really do it if he didn't show up at work? Somehow he had no doubt
that she would. He began sobbing uncontrollably. He was doomed!
He managed to fall asleep a little after midnight. He didn't re-
member dreaming anything. The next thing he knew it he was awake
and it was morning outside. As he remembered what was going to
happen to him his stomach began fluttering. He got up and show-
ered and shaved. When he looked in the mirror at himself it was like
he was looking at somebody else, not him. He got dressed, picked
out a tie and went into the living room. He went into the kitchen
to make some coffee and found the dirty dishes still in the sink from
last night, and a bowl on the floor near the refrigerator. As he bent
down to pick up the bowl in his suit he felt like that couldn't have
been him last night. It MUST have been someone else. He decided
he wasn't hungry this morning, walked out the front door, got into
his car and drove to work.
He never remembered the drive to work being so quick before...
Next thing he knew it he was parked near his office building. He
walked into the building and slowly climbed the stairs to the second
floor. The offices of Venture Publications were right at the top of
the stairs on the second floor. As he reached the top of the stairs he
paused by the entrance to regain his composure.
Damn! It sounded like Carol and Marie were already inside. He
could hear them talking. He stood there and listened for a moment.
He heard a giggle and then Marie's voice in a high, mocking sing- song
"ooooh, puhleeese Linda, give me a spanking. oh please oh please,
I've been such a naughty boy!" Carol giggled at Marie's impression,
then she pitched in with "And did you see how young Linda looked?
And there he was lying across her knees while she spanked him...and
her two friends right next to her! I couldn't believe what I was
seeing!"
"My roommate and I watched it last night" said Marie. "She
couldn't stop laughing. She kept saying, `You KNOW this guy?'.
We tried to replay it when it was over but the tape was blank."
"So was mine!" said Carol. That woman must have done some-
thing to it. I tell you, she sure did something to Tommy!"
At that comment there was more giggling. Tommy felt his face
go scarlet, He couldn't go in there now. Just then he heard footsteps
coming up the stairs. Oh no, it was Louise! With no place else to
go he put his head down and walked quickly into the office. The
girls were still giggling but they stopped instantly when he walked
in. Tom went right to his desk and sat down without looking up.
The room was silent. Just then Louise walked in. She stood in the
doorway for a minute, then walked right past Tommy and sat down
at her own desk, putting her pocketbook away and getting ready
for the day as usual. Maybe she didn't see the tape? Just then
she looked up at him with a small smile and said "Good morning,
Spanky!". Carol and Marie choked a little and then giggled. Leave
it to Louise... Tommy didn't say a word but kept his head down.
A phone rang and Louise answered it. He tried to do some work.
Every once in awhile he would glance up and find Carol or Marie
looking at him. Carol glanced away but Marie put the tip of her
tongue between her front teeth and smiled teasingly. He knew his
face was red. Every once in awhile he'd hear a whisper and then a
suppressed giggle. Why couldn't they leave him alone? And why did
they have to dress so sexy today? He shuddered a little and heard
another small giggle.
Around 9:00am Mrs. Peterson came into the office. When she
saw Tommy at his desk she told him she'd like to see him in her
office. He followed her into the office and she shut the door.
Mrs. Peterson put her briefcase away and sat down behind her
desk. "Tom, I think we have something very important to talk
about."
Tommy looked down at the desk and didn't say a word.
"Are you aware that your girlfriend came here yesterday after-
noon?"
"Y-yes" was all Tommy could get out.
"Did you know that she was bringing video tapes of your personal
affairs with her?"
"I found out about it last night. I'm sorry, I didn't... I don't..."
Tommy stammered a bit. He was close to tears with embarrassment
and couldn't think of anything to say.
"Tommy, she gave the tapes to Louise, Marie and Carol, too."
Tommy just nodded and sniffed a bit, still not lifting his eyes
above the desk.
"What you do on your own time is no business of mine... but if it
spills over into the office... if it affects how we work here... well, that
IS my business. Frankly, I can't imagine how you're going to be able
to work with the others after this. I'm really surprised you even had
the guts to come in this morning." She paused for a moment and
when she got no response she continued "The only way this office
can work effectively is as a team, and right now I don't see how that
can continue to happen."
"Tommy, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to let you go. You've
been a good worker and I hate to have to do it, but I just don't see
how it can work out."
"It can w-work out, Gloria. Honest. I promise. I can do my job.
You don't have to fire me!"
"I'm sorry Tommy. I'd like to believe you, but I really don't see
how it can work out."
"Just give me a chance, please! I PROMISE that it won't affect
my work. I didn't know she was going to do that. You don't know
what she did to me... what she'll do..." Tommy's sentence faded
away.
Mrs. Peterson sighed. She looked at Tommy for a moment and
said "Well, if you've got the guts to try. I guess I can give you a
chance..." and she shook her head.
Tommy looked up for the first time. "Oh thank you. Thank you
very very much." His eyes were wet.
"But understand, Tommy. This is just a chance you're getting. If
it doesn't work out or interferes in any way with the smooth operation
of this office... well, you won't get a second chance." She let that hang
in the air a minute then continued.
"You know that I've known Louise for nearly 20 years. I trust
her implicitly. Since I'm out of the office so often I'm going to leave
it to her to tell me how things are going on in here. If she tells me
it's not working out, you'll have to leave. Understand?"
"Yes, Gloria. And thank you very much. You won't be sorry.
I promise." Mrs. Peterson nodded to Tommy to indicate she was
through with him and told him to ask Louise to come into her office
for a few minutes.
When Tommy walked back into the main office all three women
were staring at him. He told Louise that Gloria wanted to see her in
her office, then sat down at his desk and tried very hard to get some
work done. He could feel the eyes of Carol and Marie on him but he
did his best to try to ignore it. Louise was with Mrs. Peterson for
about fifteen minutes. When she came back out Tommy glanced up
at her. She met his glance with a slight smirk and went back to her
desk. About a half hour later Mrs. Peterson came out and said she
had to go to a meeting and would be back in the office after lunch.
After she left, the office was dead quiet for about five minutes.
There were no phone calls and all four of them worked without any
small talk. At that point Louise got up from her chair and said
"Tommy, I want to talk to you in Gloria's office for a few minutes",
and she walked in. Tommy followed her. As soon as he entered,
Louise shut the door. She turned to Tommy with a big smile on her
face and said "Well, well. I must admit you surprised me. Are you
proud of that tape you made? Were we supposed to be impressed?"
"I didn't make that tape, Louise" Tommy snapped out. "God, I
don't know what happened, or how it happened..."
"Gloria told me that you want a second chance to keep your job
here. She said it seemed very important to you. Is that right?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Why, Tommy? Why is it so important?"
Tommy hesitated, "Because I really like my job and I feel that
this won't affect my performance."
"Bullshit, Tommy. That's bullshit. All I have to say is one word
to Gloria and you're out of here on your ass. Tell me the truth. Why,
Tommy?"
Tommy hesitated a bit, then he choked out "Because Beverly said
that if I lost my job she'd send out more copies of the tape... to my
family... my friends... everybody!" Tommy looked down. He was
breathing hard. Louise nodded her head for a moment.
"Tommy, you've been a royal pain in my ass for over a year, you
know that? And there's one thing I've always wanted to do and now,
by God... I think I'll do it." She seemed in an angry mood all of a
sudden. She picked up a wooden ruler from Gloria's desk and said,
"I've wanted to blister your ass from almost the first day you came
to work here! You, still wet behind the ears, and you try ordering
me around this office I've been at for nearly 20 years. I may be the
secretary here but I've worked with Gloria since the beginning, and
I resented your coming in here like a big shot and trying to push ME
around! I'm gonna do what your mother should have done for you
years ago. What that hussy of yours is doing to you now, it seems.
Drop your pants and lean over that desk. You're gonna get what's
coming to you now!"
Tommy couldn't believe his ears! He just stared at Louise for a
minute without moving.
"I'm not fooling around, son. You'll be out of here today if you
cross me. Understand? Now do what I said!"
Tommy saw that he had no choice. There wasn't any way he was
going to talk Louise out of this. All he could do was hope she'd get
it all out of her system and be done with it. With a sudden gulp
he wondered if Carol and Marie would be able to hear them. Oh
God, please... he silently prayed. Tommy slowly unbuckled his belt,
opened his fly and let his pants fall to his ankles. Louise watched
him with the anger from her recent outburst still in her eyes. When
she saw that he wasn't wearing any underpants she shook her head.
"Man, you come ready for anything, don't you?" Tommy didn't say
anything. "Turn around and rest your arms on that desk... put your
head down and your ass up." Tommy did as he was told. Louise
took the heavy wooden ruler and rubbed it against his ass. Then she
tapped it against each cheek a couple of times, obviously enjoying
this. Finally she reared back and gave one tremendous WHACK!
with the ruler. Tommy jumped like he'd been shot! He'd been
spanked by Beverly and Linda, but they used their hands. This
was the first time he'd ever been hit with a ruler.
"Keep your head down and arch your ass back. That's
only one. We've got a long way to go before I'm
satisfied." Tommy bent back over and gritted his teeth...
WHACK!...WHACK!...WHACK!...WHACK!. She gave him four in
a row so fast he didn't have time to move. His ass BURNED! "Keep
your head down I said! This is just the warmup. Do you want me
to call Carol and Marie in here? Do you? They'd LOVE seeing
you like this." She continued whacking him, moving from cheek to
cheek while he groaned. "Those girls have been teasing you for a
year. You know that? ...WHACK!... I think they get off on it. You
think they don't know you stare at their asses every time they get
up to move? ...WHACK!... You're so obvious. You think they don't
notice? They've been teasing you intentionally. ...SMACK!... Carol
thinks you're cute. I wonder what she thinks now. ...WHACK! ...
They'd love to see this, but this one's all mine! WHACK!... SMACK!
By this time Louise was breathing heavier and Tommy was crying
"Owwwww!" with each hard slap and wiggling his ass to get away
from her swing. Louise finally stopped for a minute to catch her
breath. Her eyes were like fire. She thought for a minute, like she
was coming to a decision, and then said "On second thought, take
your shirt and shoes off too, and your socks. Everything! Take it all
off. Now!" As Tommy was complying she began moving everything
off Gloria's desk and putting it on the credenza. "Up on the desk.
On your hands and knees. Quick!" and she whacked the ruler against
his naked ass. Tommy quickly climbed on the desk. He felt mortified.
What if someone should come in!
"Ahhh Yes!" and she rubbed the ruler against his ass some more.
"Get on your elbows and lower your head. I want to see that ass up
in the air.... gooood!"
"I always said you were too big for your britches", she laughed. "I
like you better without britches. Maybe we should keep you this way
whenever you're working!" She was taunting him now and enjoying
every minute of it. She swung the ruler at his exposed ass and
whacked him four more times. "Spread your legs a little. I want
to see your balls hanging down and your asshole winking at me."
She laughed at him as he adjusted his position, then she stood there
staring at his ass for a couple of minutes. He was wide open! She
could see everything he had, and she still wanted more! She wanted
to humiliate this little big shot yuppie bastard who'd been so snotty
to her for so long. "Mister big shot" she said aloud. "You don't look
like such a big shot now. Roll over onto your back and lift your legs
up like you did in your movie. That's right... now reach up with
your hands and grab onto your feet. Good! Now spread your legs...
as wide as you can get... keep your knees bent... that's it!" When
Tommy was in position she ran the ruler along his dick, which was
hard as a rock. "This turns you on, huh? I can see that. I think
deep down inside you enjoy getting spanked. Did you like it when
that teenage girl had you across her knees? Huh? You really get
off on this don't you?" She kept rubbing his dick with the ruler and
taunting him. She held his legs back with one arm and swatted his
ass a few more times while he was in that position. He squirmed and
his cock began leaking a little fluid from the tip. "Now get down on
the floor on your hands and knees. CRAWL slowly over into that
corner." As he began to move she started whacking his ass again
with the ruler. From the corner of his eye he saw two faces looking
at him from the window of the closed door. It was Carol and Marie!
Oh no... the window! How long had they been watching him? Marie
was watching intently with a lust in her eyes that was almost scary.
Carol had her hand over her mouth and was nearly hysterical with
laughter...
As he slowly crawled to the corner Louise kept swatting his now
red ass and taunting him: "You like getting your ass spanked while
the girls watch, huh? Look how hot you are! You want them to see
you, don't you? Sure you do. I can see how hard you are!"
Tommy was shaking. He was humiliated to tears and beyond all
control. This was worse than yesterday. These were his workmates,
his associates, people he'd have to work with every day, hell, they
were Carol and Marie laughing at him!" Tommy wanted to die of
shame. When he got to the corner Louise said, "I want you to stay
like that, with your nose in the corner and your red ass on display for
the next half hour. And I want you to think about just how much
you really want to continue working here! After that you can get
dressed and get back to work."
Tommy wasn't sure of the time, but for what seemed like the
next half hour he stayed in that position. During that time Louise
came back in to straighten up Mrs. Peterson's desk. Carol and Marie
kept finding excuses to come into the office looking for files and such.
Each time, they'd stare at Tommy's ass before leaving. He could hear
laughter coming from the main office. When he was pretty sure that
a half hour was over he slowly got up and got dressed. Hesitantly
he walked back into the main office. He had no shorts on under his
slacks and his hardon made the front of his pants stick out obviously.
Carol and Marie didn't look up at him, but he heard a mu- ed laugh
as he sat down gingerly at his desk and tried to get back to work. It
was going to be a long day...
Tom managed to get through the rest of the day, somehow. Louise
sent him out to get sandwiches for her and the girls at lunchtime.
Mrs. Peterson returned to the office around 1:30 and noted that
things seemed fairly normal. She looked questioningly at Louise as
she walked to her office and received a positive nod from her that
everything was OK. Maybe she had made the right decision giving
Tommy one more chance to keep his job. As long as Louise was
around to keep watch over things nothing could get too out of hand...
At the end of the day Tom got up from his desk to go home.
Louise called out "Goodnight Tom, see you on Monday?" The ques-
tion was more of a taunt, and she smiled at him as she waved goodbye
with her fingers.
"Goodnight Louise" Tom managed without looking her in the eye.
"Goodnight Tom!" Carol and Marie echoed, but Tom was already out
the door and heading down the stairs.
He got into his car and drove home. This was the worst day
he'd ever had. He was still in shock over what Louise did to him in
Mrs. Peterson's office. Was she planning more of it next week? She
knew she had him and there wasn't anything he could do about it.
He thought about seeing Carol and Marie looking at him through
the window while he was doing all those things and he shuddered.
Louise was wrong about one thing. He didn't like being exposed in
front of the girls that way. It was horrible! Carol and Marie would
never be able to look at him again without remembering him on Mrs.
Peterson's desk, or kneeling in the corner with his red ass on display.
How could all this have happened to him so quickly? He had
only met Beverly on Tuesday night... three days ago! Last weekend
he spent mowing the lawn and washing his car. He was outside and
everything was normal. After three days of Beverly his life would
never be the same! It was like he'd become an entirely different
person.
When he got home he saw those same four young girls hanging
around in the street in front of his house. They ran after the car
as he pulled into his driveway. He got out and with his head down
walked quickly towards his door. "Hello Mr. Hyde!" they all yelled
and giggled. He went into his house, closed the door and locked it.
He looked out his window and saw that Linda had come outside and
was sitting on her front steps. She was wearing those same white cut-
off's that she had worn two days ago and he looked at her long legs.
Those same legs that he'd laid across bare-assed while she spanked
him in front of her friends. Remembering that made him blush with
shame but it also caused him to get an aching erection. In spite of all
that he'd been put through today, or perhaps because of it, and the
fact that he'd had no relief of any kind at the office, he was horny!
The base of his cock tingled as he thought about what must have
been on those tapes that Carol and Marie had seen. He rubbed his
stiff cock through the thin fabric of his slacks and he shuddered a bit.
He saw a small stain begin to appear on the front of his pants and
he decided to take them off. He unbuckled his belt then unzipped
his pants and let them fall to his ankles. He took his open hand and
lightly rubbed it under his dick. This caused the tingling to get even
more urgent. He said "Oh, Shit!" out loud then kicked off his shoes
and socks. He stepped out of his pants and then took off his shirt
and watch. This left him completely naked with his clothes in a pile
at his feet. He lay down on his back in front of the door and tried to
imagine Linda on the other side of it, sitting across the street on her
steps, in those little white shorts and those long legs and small buns.
He closed his eyes and pictured her walking around in those shorts.
He could see how perfectly her calf tapered to her knee. Then the
smooth long length of her thighs, and finally the little suggestion of
a crease where the backs of her thighs met the round lower curve of
her ass..... his balls felt loaded and as he continued to finger himself
he felt he would explode in his orgasm any second. He wanted to
prolong this so he began lightly and quickly stroking the underside
of his penis and squirming until the sensation subsided enough to
touch himself again. He began to softly moan: "Oh, please spank
me Linda, and your friends too! Oh p-l-e-a-s-e!" He squirmed as he
fantasized about two days earlier. He began flicking his tongue like a
snake and repeating "Please spank me Linda... I REALLY want it..
oh, please... " He was writhing on the carpet now, lost in his own
self-debasement, teasing his penis. He slit his eyes open a tiny bit for
just a second... and saw two forms standing in front of him! His eyes
popped open in an instant and his confusion turned to shock. There
were Beverly and another woman, standing right there in front of
him, looking down at what he was doing!
"Don't let us interrupt you, Tommy" said Beverly with a smile.
But Tommy had already stopped, although his penis was still ram-
pant and twitching from his activities.
"Tommy, I'd like you to meet my friend, Karen. Karen, this is
Tommy."
"Nice to meet you, Tommy" Karen said, bending down and offer-
ing her hand to shake. Tommy just stared at her dumbly, "How...?"
"Last night while I was preparing dinner I found a spare key in
the kitchen." Karen drove me over here about a half hour ago - we
parked down the street. Since you weren't home yet I didn't think
you'd mind if we waited inside. We were in the bedroom when you
came in."
"Don't let us stop you Tommy, you looked like you were about to
cum." Beverly smiled down at him. Tommy didn't say anything but
blushed deeply. "You DO want to cum, don't you Tommy?" When
Tommy just looked down and shook his head Beverly brightened.
"Oh! You mean you LIKE playing with yourself but not cum-
ming, right? Well, I think we can help you with that, don't you
Karen?"
"Sure can, Beverly!" Karen laughed. "It would be my pleasure!"
Beverly continued smiling down at Tommy while Karen went back
into the bedroom. She returned with an aluminum pole about four
feet long. It had straps at the ends and in the middle. "We brought
you a toy, Tommy. Let me help you to get into it." Karen placed
the pole by Tommy's feet. She attached his feet, one at a time, to
the straps at either end of the pole. After that she and Beverly
together lifted the pole up and then attached both of his wrists to
the strap in the middle of the pole. With all of the straps tied tight
and Tommy on his back, he was left in a similar position as when he
was handcuffed earlier, except that his hands were directly over his
head and this time his legs were spread wide apart and fastened that
way. Once again Tommy's genitals and ass were completely exposed
to the gaze of both women.
"He looks absolutely scrumptious, doesn't he Karen?" Beverly
asked. She was rubbing her palms together and looking down at
Tommy as he lay exposed on the carpet. "Let's give him what he
really wants... I told you earlier that I thought we could keep him
teased on the edge for AT LEAST a half hour without letting him
cum, didn't I? Well, let's really go for it. I'll bet you $20 I can keep
him squirming on the edge for.... a whole hour! If I'm right, you owe
me $20. If he cums before then I'll pay you the money... and whip
his ass good for making me lose the bet!"
"It's a bet, Beverly" Karen laughed back. "But I'm not going to
make things easy on you. I intend to help him along all I can."
The two women decided to get down to work. Beverly sat down
between Tommy's legs and began to lightly run her fingers up and
down the crack of his ass while he moaned "Oh... God!" She then
leaned over and began lightly licking at the base of his cock while he
thrashed about and pleaded with her to let him cum. Since he was
already so hot Beverly sensed that Tommy was ready to ejaculate so
she stopped what she was doing and watched him twitch helplessly
for a few minutes. Tommy started to cry as she once again began
touching his ass and licking his balls. As she ran her tongue up his
shaft to concentrate just under the head he once again stiffened as
if he were about to cum. Again she backed off, leaving him bucking
and begging for relief. After about ten minutes of this torture Karen
decided she needed to help swing the scales. After Beverly had again
pulled back leaving Tommy wiggling like a fish on a hook, Karen
pushed her pants down and stepped out of them. "Hey, Tommy!
Like what you see?" As Tommy watched her through teary eyes she
stepped out of her panties, leaving her nude from the waist down.
She had a lovely pussy lightly covered with soft brown hair. Tommy
had never actually seen a pussy this close up before and the sight
of it held him transfixed. His bent and tied legs began to tremble
as Karen turned her back to him and bent over from the waist. Her
ass pointed at him like a round target and she wiggled her hips and
laughed. "Hungry, Tommy? Guess what's for din-din..."
With that she stood up and turned around. She stood over him
and then squatted down so that her pussy was right over Tommy's
face. "You know what to do, don't you boy?" she teased. When
Tommy didn't budge she added "Maybe he doesn't! Have you ever
eaten pussy, boy?" Tommy was in agony but he managed to shake
his head no.
"No!?" She gasped. "You mean you've never tasted pussy before?
Let me guess... have you ever been LAID before? Tell me the truth
now or it'll go bad for you." Tommy was in no position to lie. He
shook his head no while he continued to stare at the wet treat that
was just inches above his nose. "Well, I'll be!" said Beverly with sur-
prise. "We got ourselves a virgin here! Well Tommy boy, you could
have fooled me." Beverly laughed again while Karen said: "Boy, you
are about to taste your first pussy. Get used to it!"
Both women laughed out loud as Karen lowered herself right onto
Tommy's face. "Lick, boy. Get your tongue up there and lick it good
or I'll open this front door and let your neighbors see you like this."
Tommy stuck his tongue out and slowly licked at Karen's pussy.
"That's it!" she encouraged him. "Now wiggle it around a bit. Con-
centrate on this spot right here..." and she opened her cunt lips and
pointed her finger to her little clit bud. "Ooooh, that's right. Suck
on it. Now move your tongue back down and lick me inside and out
as far as your tongue can reach... keep it up."
Beverly resumed tormenting his ass and cock while he licked
Karen as ordered. He was really close now. Bucking his hips like
a bronco while Beverly's hands and tongue worked him over. Again,
as he was about to cum she pulled back and laughed at him as his
dick twitched helplessly in the air and leaked a little pre-seminal
fluid.
In this manner the two women kept him thrashing around on
the verge of cumming for what seemed an eternity. Karen moved
around and had him lick her asshole out while Beverly teased him
on and off without pity of any kind. Tommy cried as he licked and
sucked, his tied feet kicked in the air and his asshole opened and
closed in frustration. He came close to release several times, and
at one point Beverly actually thought she had lost him, but she
just managed to pull away in time, watching him twist and moan.
"Ohhhhh pllllease.....please.....PLEASE!" he begged, over and over
again. Karen tried to make him cum but Beverly proved to be too
expert, and as the hour timed out all three of them were exhausted
and sweaty.
"I won!" shouted Beverly triumphantly. "I believe you owe me
$20" she said to Karen.
"Fair and square", giggled Karen, but I'll get it back next time.
The two women decided they needed a shower but before they got up
they looked at each other mischievously. "Why not?" giggled Karen,
reading Beverly's mind. They got up and Karen reached for the
doorknob and swung the front door wide open! It was about quarter
past six in the evening and the summer sun was still high. Tommy
heard the sounds of outdoors as the two women dashed towards the
bathroom to clean up.
"Now don't you dare move an inch. I mean it!" warned Beverly.
"If we come out and find you've so much as rolled over you'll spend
the next two hours just like you are now on the front lawn!" Tommy
moaned and writhed in his shamefully exposed position. "If anybody
comes to the door looking for us, we'll be back in a jiffy, Tommy" said
Karen. Laughing hysterically the two women closed the bathroom
door and turned on the shower.
Poor Tommy was still in agony. He had been aroused almost
beyond his senses. His body was twitching and his hips were bucking
involuntarily. His face was smeared with the slimy ooze of Karen's
cunt, and the smell of it kept him even hotter. To make matters
worse he was on his back in this most shameful position, about three
feet from his wide-open front door! He could hear the yells of children
playing somewhere. Occasionally he'd hear the sound of a passing
car. Could anybody see him? He tried to look between his legs but
all he got was the sight of his incredibly stiff prick, dripping on his
belly. His hips were still bucking pathetically from the teasing he
had received. He felt himself begin to rock forward and he steadied
himself with a panic. He believed that Beverly would do exactly
as she had threatened, so he kept his head down on the floor and
abandoned his desire to see out the door. Oh God... if anybody
sees me like this.... Dear God, make them hurry up, please! He
cried, but he continued twitching and bucking his hips. He was
sooo hot, he thought he would lose his mind! An eternity later he
heard the shower stop. As he waited there by the front door he
heard the sound of giggling from the bathroom. Finally both women
emerged, smiling. They each wore one of his bathrobes and had a
towel wrapped around their head. Beverly walked up to Tommy and
smiled down at him, "Any messages while we were away?" Tommy
just moaned and bucked his hips a little, pathetically.
"Ohhhhh, what's the matter Tommy? Are you hot? Maybe a
nice little walk in the evening air will cool you off." Tommy panicked
but Beverly mercifully closed the front door and to his relief began
untying him from the pole. "Hurry up, we have to get dressed if
we're going out." Tommy winced as he tried standing up. His legs
had cramped from being tied in that position for the past hour and
a half. Beverly put her hands on his back and motioned for him to
stay down.
"If you don't mind, I'd like you to crawl into the bedroom. I do
so love watching your ass move when you crawl." Beverly laughed
and slowly walked behind him. "My, but your ass looks quite rosy
this evening. Did Mrs. Peterson do that to you today?"
"No, Mistress Beverly" Tommy replied. "Louise did it while Mrs.
Peterson was out of the office."
"Well! That surprises me. She seemed so quiet and cool when I
was there. Did Carol and Marie see you `get it' from Louise?"
"Yes, Mistress Beverly."
"Excellent! Did they enjoy seeing you get spanked in the office?"
Beverly continued, tauntingly.
"I-I don't know, Mistress Beverly." Tommy stuttered.
"Well then perhaps I should call them and ask them, what do
you think?"
"Oh, NO Mistress Beverly!" Tommy begged. "They enjoyed it
FINE!"
"Well, that's good to hear" replied Beverly. As they entered the
bedroom Karen was already getting dressed. Beverly handed Tommy
a pair of gray sweatpants and a black tee shirt. "Put these on Tommy,
we wouldn't want the neighbors to get the wrong impression during
our walk, would we?"
"No, Mistress Beverly" Tommy accepted the clothes and began
pulling them on while Beverly got dressed in her own jeans and
pullover shirt. Beverly looked terrific in her tight designer jeans
and Tommy couldn't help looking at her when she turned around.
"Are you looking at my ass, Tommy?" Beverly asked. "What a
nice compliment. I'm glad you enjoy it. We certainly enjoy yours."
Karen chuckled at this and rubbed her hands along her own ass to
tease Tommy a little more.
When they were finished Beverly and Karen grabbed their shoul-
der bags and each took one of Tommy's arms. "We're going to walk
down the street to Karen's car, Tommy." As they left the house
Tommy was embarrassed to see that, since he didn't have any under-
wear on, his enormous hardon was plainly visible pushing the front
of his sweatpants out in a pronounced bulge. The women noticed
him trying to cover himself and held his hands tightly to prevent
this. They passed by Mrs. Whitford's porch and Beverly waved
and yelled "Hello Mrs. Whitford!" Mrs. Whitford smiled and waved
back. She didn't know where they were going but instinctively felt
that wherever it was, it wasn't going to be good for Tom Hyde, and
this pleased her. They passed Laurie and Marcie Lyons. The two
girls were headed back from the store with a couple of bags of gro-
ceries. They lived a few houses down from Tom. Did they pass by his
house on the way to the store while he was lying there with the door
open? Could they have seen him? Tommy was in agony. The two
sisters smiled as they passed him and he noticed they both couldn't
help but look at the huge bulge in his sweatpants. After they passed
he heard some mu- ed giggling and unintelligible whispers. They fi-
nally came to a late model Buick parked by the curb. Karen unlocked
the passenger side then opened the door and reached in to tilt the
seat forward. "Climb in" she said to Tommy. Beverly then pushed
the seat back and got in the front while Karen went around to the
driver's side. As she started up the car Beverly leaned back over the
seat and said to Tommy, "I want you to lower your sweatpants down
to your ankles, then kneel on the seat with your butt up and your
face flat against the seat. If I catch you touching yourself, even a
little, we'll pull over and make you a very sorry little boy."
Tommy did as he was told. His cock was still hard and sprang
out when he lowered his pants. It was a little awkward on the back
seat but he managed to achieve the required position, to Beverly's
satisfaction. Karen drove on while Beverly draped one arm over the
back of the seat and fondled Tommy's still red ass. After about
ten or fifteen minutes of driving, Karen pulled off to the side of the
road. There was nothing there except a field of tall grass and some
woods beyond. Beverly got out of the car and, grabbing Tommy's
hips, helped him to back out onto the grass. She told him to kick
his sneakers off and then took his sweats off from around his ankles.
She rolled them up and threw them into the back seat. Tommy now
had nothing on except his black tee shirt. His red ass stood out
even more below the bottom edge of the tee shirt as he waited there
on his hands and knees. Beverly grabbed hold of his tee-shirt and
quicly tugged it over his head and arms and pulled it completely
off. It joined his sweatpants and sneakers in the back seat. Now he
was stripped naked on the side of the road. Beverly then told the
bare assed boy to crawl ahead of them into the field. She and Karen
followed leisurely behind, watching him disappear into the tall grass.
When they got to the far end of the field Karen gave Tommy a little
goose with the toe of her shoe and told him to keep on going, into the
woods. Tommy picked his way carefully over branches and shrubs for
about a hundred yards before they came to a little clearing. There
was a small pond another hundred feet beyond. Beverly and Karen
both seemed to like the looks of the place, so they ordered Tommy
to stop. "I think this will do just fine, what do you think Karen?"
"Oh, I think it's perfect" answered Karen. "Tommy dear, see
this fallen tree trunk here? I want you to crawl over it and straddle
it... yes, just like that. Make sure you keep your ass up. Now hold
it just like that." Karen walked around to where Tommy could see
her. She slowly unzipped her jeans then pushed them down and
stepped out of them. She then took off her blouse and unclipped
her bra. Teasingly she rubbed her tits together then took the bra
off completely. When she finally removed her white panties, Karen
stood completely nude in front of the shivering Tommy. "You like
what you see?" she taunted as she shimmied a little in front of him,
then crouched down and rubbed her hard nipples against his lips.
Karen then got up and began walking towards the pond, looking
on the ground. Finally she found what she was looking for. A small
whippy branch about three feet long. She brought it back and then
crouched down in front of Tommy again. She slowly began stripping
the smaller branches and leaves off of it as she stared at Tommy the
whole while. She licked her lips sensuously then smiled and said. "Do
you know what I'm going to do with this, Tommy?" Tommy shook
his head `No'. Karen giggled and said, "You were a very bad boy,
Tommy! You hurt my feelings. Because I wasn't able to make you
cum when Beverly was teasing you, you made me lose $20. That's a
lot of money. I'm gonna make you wish you'd cum for me. First I'm
going to whip your ass with this switch here. Then I'm gonna fix it
so you'll be begging me to let you cum. You'll be begging ANYONE
to let you cum!
With those last ominous words she finished stripping the switch.
She tested it by swishing it in her palm a few times before Tommy's
eyes. "Ow!" she exclaimed "I guess this will do just fine!". She then
got up and once again turned around and bent over from the waist.
She put her hands on the ground and peered back at Tommy be-
tween the arch of her legs. She stuck her tongue out at him then
said "I just wanted you to see who's gonna be whipping your ass."
Beverly just sat on another log watching the whole scene with in-
terest. Tommy's hips started bucking again and the underside of
his hardon was barely brushing against the bark of the log he was
straddling. Karen straightened up then walked to Tommy's left. She
let the switch slowly trace a path along Tommy's back, down and
around the globes of his asscheeks, then finally she brushed the tip
down the crack and watched him jump a little.
"You cost me $20, so I'm going to give you twenty whacks. Get
ready...." ...PHHHHSSSS K-RACK!... The switch cut through the
air and Tommy jumped and almost got up. "Don't you DARE move,
or I'll tie you down and give you two HUNDRED whacks! Now, count
each one aloud and say 'Thank you, Mistress Karen', or they won't
count."
Tommy's ass was on fire! It felt like he'd been burnt. The thought
of nineteen more of those was almost more than he could take, but
the horror of being tied down and getting two hundred of them scared
him to tears. "One... thank you, Mistress Karen", Tommy managed
to choke out. Beverly smiled at Karen and said "You're very good
at this. I'm impressed."
"Oh, you haven't seen anything yet!" Karen beamed, and con-
tinued whipping Tommy's ass with the switch. She was clearly en-
joying her task immensely. By the time she reached twenty, tears
were streaming down Tommy's face. She hadn't broken any skin but
there were nasty looking ridges on his ass each place the switch had
struck him. Interestingly enough, his dick was still hard. Beverly and
Karen helped Tommy to back away from the fallen tree. They led
him a few paces away to a smooth, somewhat sandy patch of ground.
Karen said "Stop crying so much! That was just to warm you up"
and she cupped her hand over Tommy's blazing ass to confirm that
he was indeed warmed up. "Now comes the REAL fun!" With that
she opened her bag and took out some pieces of rope. She also took
out a couple of iron stakes and a small hammer. This woman came
prepared! Tommy was still on his hands and knees and she pushed
him down so that his face was on the ground, his cheek resting on
the cool soil. Both women then took his arms and pulled them un-
derneath him, between his legs, and tied his right wrist to his right
ankle and his left wrist to his left ankle. This left him bottom up-
wards, his knees spread and his ass wide open. Each of his ass cheeks
was a round globe. The crack of his ass was no longer a crack but
spread wide open. His anus was like a little round 'O', spread open
like that. Licking their lips they dragged him back about a foot and
took great care to position him. If he could have seen where they
were placing him he would have really flipped! About an inch below
his asshole was the top of a good sized ant hill. Karen then took the
two iron stakes and fastened one through each of the ropes that held
his wrists and ankles. With the hammer she pounded them both
deep into the hard ground. This left Tommy permanently anchored
in that position, wide open, his vulnerable asshole like a hungry little
mouth directly over the ant hill!
Karen seemed pleased with the results but Beverly wasn't quite
done yet. From her own bag she took out a small jar of honey. She
scooped out a nice dollop of it with her index finger and smeared it
right on, and then into, Tommy's open anus! She took a little more
and ran a small bead along the underside of his stiff penis, put a
drop on the underside of each testicle, then sat back in satisfaction to
observe their handiwork. Tommy finally realized what was going on
and he began to panic. He strained against his bonds but couldn't
even come close to budging from his position. Beverly and Karen
then sat back on the fallen log that Tommy had so recently straddled,
and prepared to wait for the fun to start...
Within minutes the first ants began climbing onto Tommy's calves
and, drawn by the scent of the honey, began moving towards his ass.
"Don't worry, darling. They're not stinging fire ants or anything
like that. Just your normal everyday ants. We thought they might
tickle your fancy". With that, both women began giggling at the
pun. By this time the first ants had reached Tommy's asshole and
begun probing the nectar they found there. As expected, the tickling
motion of these insects began to have their effect on Tommy. He tried
waggling his hips to ease the tickling sensation but he was bound
helplessly open to their invasion. The first explorers returned to
the hill but then scores of others began following the trail they had
left back to the honeyspot. Within a few minutes their tiny feet and
feelers had poor Tommy begging for release. He managed to buck his
hips a tiny bit but it turned out to be just enough for his open anus to
graze the top of the hill, knocking the tip of it off. This brought out
dozens more and soon Tommy was wailing as his rump was covered by
hundreds of the maddening little creatures. Several of them were on
each testicle, licking away at the spot of honey deposited on them.
Still others had followed the trail along the underside of his erect
cock and were congregating just under the head of his penis. But,
by far, the greatest concentration had collected around his trembling
asshole. A few had ventured inside a bit and were scraping the honey
off the walls with their tiny mandibles.
The sensation was indescribable torment. While the hundreds of
tiny probing feet stimulated his nerve endings to nearly the point
of orgasm, the randomness of their movement, coupled with their
incredibly light touch, kept him from going over the edge! He was,
in effect, held prisoner, on the hairy edge of orgasm, without relief,
for as long as the tiny torturers remained.
These women knew their anatomy well and they watched breath-
lessly as the poor boy, tied so helplessly exposed, was held RIGHT
ON THE EDGE by these maddening little creatures.
"Ohhhhh! Help! I'm sooooooo close. Please! let me cum....
unnnghhh..." Tommy was blubbering.
Beverly and Karen were fascinated. They tried imagining the
sheer torment that Tommy was feeling and the thought made them
squeeze their thighs together. It was beyond their imagination. Ten
minutes of this should be unendurable, but Tommy was tied! He
HAD to endure it! An hour of this was completely unthinkable. To
be held at the edge of orgasm by these mindless terrors for a whole
hour, it was.... unthinkable! Nodding at each other the two women
finally got up. Karen put her shirt and slacks on as Beverly walked
over to where Tommy was trying to squirm. She patted his red ass,
careful not to disturb any of the busy ants and said "We've got to
go now, Tommy. It's getting late and soon the mosquitoes will be
out. We'll leave you with your new found friends. I'm sure they'll
be happy to keep you company tonight. We'll be back to get you in
the morning. Keep a stiff upper-lip!"
"Goodnight, Tommy!" Karen added as the two women began
walking back towards the field, and the car. As they walked they
heard Tommy's plaintive cries "Help! P-L-E-A-S-E, don't leave me
like this. Please let me cum! Mistress Beverly! Mistress Karen!
Pleeeaaase! ANYBODY! Please, I can't stand this. Let me cum....."
His sobs and pleas grew dimmer as the two women crossed the
field. "I suspect this is a night he'll never forget" said Beverly. Karen
put her arm around Beverly's shoulder and said "Thanks Bev, I can't
remember ever having such a good time on a blind date!"
Tom Hyde couldn't believe the two women would actually leave him
this way! They had thoroughly whipped his ass and left him tied up
in the small clearing by the lake. His wrists were tied beneath him
to each ankle and as he knelt there with his feet apart and his face in
the dirt, his red ass was spread wide open to Karen and Beverly. The
two women had positioned him so that his open asshole was barely
grazing the top of an anthill and they had pounded iron stakes into
the ground through his ropes to keep him in this vulnerable position.
The generous dollops of honey in and around his anus and on his
cock and balls added to their amusement and within minutes the
maddening little creatures from the hill were driving him frantic!
Too light a touch to allow him to cum, yet persistent enough to keep
him blubbering on the edge and begging for relief. The two women
sat there and watched him until he was begging pitifully.
"We've got to go now, Tommy. It's getting late and soon the
mosquitoes will be out. We'll leave you with your new found friends.
I'm sure they'll be happy to keep you company tonight. We'll be
back to get you in the morning. Keep a stiff upper lip!"
"Help! P-L-E-A-S-E don't leave me like this! Please let me cum!
Mistress Beverly! Mistress Karen! Please! Anybody! Please! I can't
stand this! Let me cum..."
As Karen and Beverly walked back to the car Tommy was thrash-
ing his head wildly and begging, but the tight bonds held his lower
body perfectly immobile to the ravishing of the mindless terrors that
tormented him. They were nature's most perfect torturers! An hour
of this and he'd surely go mad, or die of a heart attack. But Tommy
was young and strong and destined to sustain the torment of the long
night.
For over an hour his pitiful cries echoed across the lake and
through the woods, but there was nobody to hear him, no relief from
his torment. The ants did a number on him, torturing him senseless
with their tiny movements and scrapings, holding him sooooo close,
so very close to the edge of orgasm but not quite close enough to send
him over that elusive edge. He blubbered and shook and sobbed and
begged, but no mattter how close he got, the lightness of their touch
and the randomness of their movements would not let him cum. If
there was a hell, then he was in it.
After the sun went down the activity of the ants began to abate
and, blessedly, come to an end. But his ordeal was not over by a long
shot! With the night came the buzzing of the mosquitos... Drawn
to the warmth of his body and especially to the heat of his whipped
ass and groin, they congregated and fed. Throughout the night he
could hear them buzzing around him. He could feel them ever so
lightly land on his ass and thighs. Occasionally he'd feel a sting as
a particularly large mosquito inserted its proboscis into his searing
flesh and drank its full.
Shortly after that the itching started, maddening him as it drove
him to wiggle his ass as much as he could, but he was still held wide
open by the ropes and stakes.
The long night wore on and on... Somewhere Beverly and Karen
were sleeping, wondering how he'd survive this night of torment.
Linda and her friends were probably remembering their two nights
with him as they slept in their cozy little beds at home, their knees
pulled up tight and their fingers probing and tickling between their
thighs, rubbing themselves off to orgasm after orgasm. For Tommy,
however, it was a night of torment beyond anything he could have
ever imagined. He prayed to be able to fall asleep, or at least pass
out, but the buzzing and itching held him prisoner to the long night.
After an eternity, the first rays of dawn and the chirping of birds
signalled an end to this worst of all nights. The mosquitos began to
leave him in peace, but, just like demonic relay partners, the ants
began getting active again! There were still traces of the honey that
attracted them back to those same familiar places. Once again he
was howling and crying as they drove him to the brink of madness,
not letting him cum, but keeping him ever so close...
When Beverly and Karen finally showed up around 9:00am he
was blubbering like a baby. In his wild thrashings he had managed
to loosen one of the stakes just a little so that he was swiveling
one of his hips, trying in desperation to drive the ants away, but
they continued to torment his anus and continued crawling along the
underside of his engorged cock. His balls, which were also covered
with ants, appeared bloated, filled with the semen from countless
hours of arousal and denied orgasm. They were heavy in their sack,
causing them to nearly touch the ground at the base of the anthill.
Karen and Beverly surveyed the scene with intense interest.
Tommy looked like a sacrifice, or the main course in some unbe-
lievable feast. Indeed they were right! As he continued blubbering
nonsensically and pathetically swivelling his hip, Beverly walked in
front of him. She crouched down and held his face in her hands and
peered questioningly into his eyes. Slowly he began to recognize her!
He had been driven nearly insane, perhaps partly so, but when he
recognized her face he began begging pathetically:
"P-p-lease, M-mmistress B-beverly" was all he could manage. He
had developed a pronounced stutter but it looked as if he had sur-
vived the night. Gently Karen took a damp cloth and began wiping
the ants off of his body.
"Wow!" came a hushed gasp. "I've never seen anything like this
before in my life!" "Me neither" piped up another, younger voice. As
Karen got rid of the ants Tommy realized that the two women were
not alone. Through his stupor he began to hear the sounds of several
other people standing nearby. Beverly and Karen had brought some
friends! When Beverly released his face he turned his head slightly
to take in the group. He squinted his eyes through his burning tears
and noticed, to his shock, that Marie and Carol were both staring at
his ass in wonder! He gasped again to see young Linda, who he had
humiliated a couple of weeks earlier, standing beside Mrs. Whitford,
who stood there rubbing her chin and chuckling as she began to piece
together the ordeal he must have been put through!
So that was it... Beverly and Karen had called the others and
invited them to come along this morning to see him like this! It kinda
figured, but even after the humiliation he had received at each of their
hands he was still mortified to have them witness his punishment at
the hands of Beverly and Karen. Mortified, but still grateful for the
release. He turned his head back to Beverly and lowered his face
to her shoes. He began kissing them, oblivious to the shame, and
begging her to please never make him go through a night like that
again. It would surely kill him. He cried on her shoes and begged
and stuttered his undying devotion to her as he begged her never
to do that to him again. He was so pitiful that even Linda had to
chuckle a little. Carol and Marie continued looking at his ass in
wonder as they saw the welts rising up from the countless mosquito
bites. They had feasted on him, all right, and the itching was going
to be a continuing torment and reminder to him for many days.
"Oooh, you poor thing..." Beverly cooed. "That must have been
awful! I hated having to do that to you Tommy, but I had to make
sure you would be obedient today. I certainly hope I never have to
put you through that ordeal again, but that's entirely up to you.
Will you be a good boy and obey everything I command?"
"Oh, yes Mistress Beverly. Anything... I promise!"
"Well that's certainly the right attitude, and a good start for
what's ahead." She motioned to the other women to seat themselves
on the fallen tree and a few large rocks as she turned her attention
back to Tommy, who was still groveling at her feet and stuttering
out his promises to her.
"Tommy, I think you realize by now that you are no longer a free
man. You are completely at the mercy of my whim, and the desires
of these fine ladies here. Wouldn't you agree?"
"Oh yes, Mistress Beverly! I agree!" There were a few snickers
from the group as he blurted that out.
"That makes you my slave Tommy. Do you realize that? You are
now my slave, my property. I can do whatever I want to you, for no
other reason than my own enjoyment. Isn't that right?"
"Y-yes, Mistress B-beverly. I'm your slave. I'll do anything you
say."
"Good! But you're not just MY slave, you know. You're also
going to become the slave of each of the women here.... Karen and
Linda and Mrs. Whitford, and even Carol and Marie! What do you
think of that? Any objections?" The other women glanced at each
other and Carol and Marie giggled a bit.
"No, Mistress Beverly... I-I mean YES Mistress... I mean NO,
Mistress Beverly. I have no objections..." Tommy was sni- ing a bit,
and more than a bit confused, but he was so scared of Beverly right
now that he was petrified of saying the wrong thing. "I'm glad I'm
their slave."
"Excellent! Then you'll be happy to hear that I've decided that
you're to spend one night a week from now on serving each of your
new Mistresses. Since Linda lives at home with her parents I've
decided that her day with you will be Saturday. You will give her
a key to your house and you will be available to her to use, or play
with, or spank, or show off to her friends, or do anything she wants
all day Saturday... EVERY Saturday. Do you understand me?"
Linda clapped her hands in delight as she heard Tommy stutter
out "Y-yes Mistress, anything she wants. I p-promise."
"Good! Then Monday nights will be for Mrs. Whitford, Tuesday
nights will be for Marie, Wednesdays for Carol, Thursdays for Karen
and Fridays will be for me! That's every week from now on, slave. Do
you understand what this means? Anything they want! And Fridays
for me. Fridays will be very important to you, young man. Because
if any one of these ladies expresses even the slightest disappointment
with you during the week; anything, from being too slow to lay across
their knees for a spanking, to hesitating even slightly if they want to
show you off to their friends. Any disappointment at all will cause
you to spend that Friday night back here with your little friends by
the lake, only it will be even worse. Do you hear me?"
Tommy started blubbering again. "Oh please, Mistress Beverly.
Don't tie me up here again all night! It would KILL me! I'll do any-
thing you or the others say. I promise. Please...." and his shoulders
shook as the other women smiled and contemplated the future. They
each had their very own slave, for a whole night every week. EVERY
week! They could do whatever they wanted to him or make him do
whatever pleased them! This was wonderful!
Tom hadn't had an opportunity to let all of this sink in yet. All
he knew was that he would do anything to keep from going through
another night like the one he had just had. When it finally hit him
that he was to be the permanent slave of six ladies ranging in age
from a perky teenager to a woman in her 50's he would nearly die!
Carol! Petite little Carol from work, who had always seemed so
shy. He was to be her slave! Every Wednesday night from now on
he would be at her apartment, across her lap if she wished, or bent
across a table or stool where she and her friends could spank him
and look at him whenever they chose! It was clear to him now that
Beverly had included Carol and Marie in on this just to humiliate
him.
Oh God, Marie! And she had a roommate too! She was always
teasing him at work. Well every Tuesday night from now on she
and her roommate would be teasing him... and more! He always
suspected she had a little cruel streak and he was about to find out
exactly how cruel she could be! She was into parties. He shuddered to
think about the treatment he'd be receiving at her hands. She'd have
him dancing to her tune all right. Serving drinks, maybe wearing
a little apron, entertaining in the most humiliating ways possible.
She'd make good use of him, that was certain.
Mrs. Whitford had her own plans already. She hadn't had a man
around her house for a long time and she relished the thought of this
young man at her beck and call one night a week. She had plenty of
work for him to do. Carpentry and plumbing, household chores and
yard work. She smiled inwardly as she thought of him doing all those
chores in the nude! Even the yard work! Her back yard was pretty
secluded and bordered only by Tom's property and an empty lot, so
it was reasonably private. She could sit in a lawn chair and watch
him sweating in the garden, stark naked, bending over and pulling
weeds, trimming hedges. When it got too dark she could turn on
the floodlights so he could continue. All those little jobs around the
house would finally get done and she'd have some fun watching it.
Karen had completely different plans for Thursdays. She'd have
him on his knees eating her out for hours at a time. Whenever she
felt horny, and that was almost always, she'd have his tongue at her
disposal. If he didn't do it right, or even if she just felt like it, she'd
strap him down and whip his ass good. That always made her even
hotter, so soon she'd be sitting on his face again, rubbing her pussy
against his lips, rubbing her clit against his nose, laughing as she saw
his dick throbbing for her! He'd throb all night as she alternately
tormented and played with him, depending on her mood. Karen
would be a very demanding mistress indeed!
Little Linda was going to spend her Saturdays exacting her re-
venge for the humiliation he had caused her! Tina and Ellen would
be available to help her, and she could invite a few more of her friends
over whom she trusted. She had got a real thrill seeing Tommy on his
hands and knees with that ridiculous baby bonnet on his head. She
knew it had humiliated him greatly so she decided that a lot more of
the same treatment would be a good way to get back at him. She'd
put him in diapers and make him crawl and drink from a bottle while
her friends watched and took pictures of him. She would get him a
nice playpen so he could lie in it and jerk off for them! She could
even invite those four girls in who had seen him being punished in
the back seat of his car! She knew that the spankings and diaper
changes would amuse them greatly while causing Mr. Hyde a lot of
discomfort. He'd pay dearly at her hands!
Beverly looked around at the scene she had before her. Tommy
was still tied up on his hands and knees, spread wide and sobbing at
her feet. His dick was throbbing and his balls were hanging low and
full. Around him were seated six ladies, each thrilled at having him
as their personal slave, if only for one night a week.
Things had turned out pretty well, it seemed! Certainly better
than she had planned when she'd first seen him sitting in that tavern
only four nights ago. But then again, she had always had the ability
to make the best of situations as opportunities presented themselves.
As for her Fridays, well, whenever Tommy had proved to be obe-
dient and escaped the torment of another night in the woods, she'd
have him spend Friday nights at her studio in town. She was going
to use her night as an opportunity to indulge all of her bizarre sexual
fantasies. She now had a slave who couldn't say no to anything and
she planned to make good use of him.
She'd spend her leisure time photographing him in all the inde-
cent poses her dirty little mind could come up with. The first thing
she'd do is make him sign a model's release form and then she'd be
free to do whatever she pleased with the pictures, even sell them to
magazines if she felt she had some particularly good ones. She was
smart enough to know that the best way to keep him tractable was
to keep him aroused and begging. When she was tired of taking pic-
tures or needed to get some work done she would keep him in a little
cage, or tied on his back with his legs bent in the air and spread wide.
It would be good inspiration to her and it would also prove to be a
nice diversion for her twin nieces, whom she often had over to visit
her. They could amuse themselves with him in that position while
she got her work done or ran an errand or two. They were good girls,
but a little devilish, and she was sure they'd enjoy playing with him
like that!
Poor Mr. Hyde! If he only knew the full extent of his future
serving these women... but even if he did, it wouldn't change a
thing. He had gone far past the point of being able to do anything
to prevent it.
Beverly licked her lips as she released Tommy from his bonds.
She made him crawl to each of the ladies, kiss their shoes and beg
them to keep him as their slave. He also had to lay across each lady's
lap for a sound spanking as he cried for it to end. It was particularly
embarrassing being spanked by Carol. She seemed almost as nervous
as he, but she soon warmed to the task of warming his backside, egged
on a bit by Marie's encouragement.
After he had visited each of the ladies Beverly made him kneel
in front of the group and jerk off while they laughed and hooted and
told him how cute he looked. He was ready to shoot in less than
a minute but Beverly insisted he hold out for at least five minutes
before letting him release his pent-up load. As the timer clicked off
the last seconds, his face was beet red and the veins in his forehead
were bulging from the intense desire to release. Finally he sprayed
his hot white load high into the air and collapsed on the ground, his
body wracked with convulsions as his ejaculations continued. Over a
dozen spasms later he finally stopped jerking his hips. The load from
his balls had finally been released but even he knew that this was
only a temporary relief. It was Saturday, after all, and he belonged
to Linda the rest of the day.
Beverly made him crawl back to the car and put him in the
back seat. When they got to his house she allowed him to put his
sweatpants and tee shirt back on for the walk from the car to the front
door. This was a temporary situation to avoid any embarrassment
on Linda's part as she went along with them into the house.
Once inside, they stripped him down completely and made him
get on his hands and knees. Linda found the baby bonnet from the
other night and placed it back on his head while Beverly re-attached
the leash to his collar.
"You have my number, Linda. Don't forget to let me know if he
even slightly disappoints you. I'll know how to handle him!"
Linda