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    Shame on You

    This story whilst not one of my own was sent to me a few years ago by authorís unknown.




    SHAME ON YOU, MR. HYDE!"



    SHAME ON YOU, MR. HYDE!" 1
    AUTHORS FORWARD 2
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    AUTHORS FORWARD

    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
    concerned 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 recollections. 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
    conversations 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
    (AKA Dr. Phil)

    Part 1.
    Tom Hyde couldn't believe his good luck. He had stopped
    into a local tavern on the way home from the office for a couple
    of drinks and to listen to some music. Tom was twenty-five and
    single and, since he lived alone, it was a good way to kill a
    little time and maybe meet some interesting people. He was
    listening to the music and glancing around the room when he
    first noticed her checking him out. She was beautiful. Tall,
    attractively built with dark hair and eyes, and legs that caught
    his attention immediately. She was wearing a very business-like
    outfit consisting of a knee-length skirt, dark blazer and high
    heels and appeared to be in her mid- thirties. Tom smiled back
    at her a bit shyly and was surprised when she got up and walked
    over to sit down right next to him.

    "I haven't seen you in here before" she said, easing
    herself into the chair and crossing those gorgeous legs almost
    teasingly.

    "Well, I don't come here often" Tom replied with a
    smile, then added "But I certainly do like the looks of the
    place." Tom was pleased with his cool act and openly let his
    eyes flick down at her legs.

    She smiled as she noticed his downward glance and stuck
    out her hand. "My name's Beverly."

    "Nice to meet you, Beverly, my name is Tom. Do you come
    here often?"

    "I have an office around the corner and I occasionally
    like to stop in here after work on my way home" she replied.

    "What do you do in your office around the corner?" Tom
    asked, trying to act as charming as possible but unable to
    conceal a small shakiness in his voice.

    "I'm a Graphic Artist. My office is also my studio and I
    tend to spend a lot of time there, but occasionally I need to
    get out for awhile and just let my hair down".

    "I know what you mean" Tom said, shaking his head. "I
    work in a small office myself about a mile from here -- Venture
    Publications. Just my boss, a couple of co-workers and a
    secretary. All women, which definitely has its benefits, but I
    also tend to spend far too much time there. I live alone and
    don't really have any responsibilities dragging me home at a
    regular time each night. It is good to get out once in awhile
    and just meet some new people".

    "Sounds like we have a lot in common, Tom. Say! I don't
    suppose you've had dinner yet, have you?"

    "No, just a couple of bourbons so I'm nicely mellow.
    What did you have in mind?"

    Beverly smiled at him invitingly. "I know this GREAT
    little place about a mile from here. Very quiet and very
    casual... actually, it's my place."

    Tom looked at her a bit stunned but recovered in time
    to give a small shrug and a smile.

    "With all the kooks running around, I'm not in the
    habit of inviting men I just met back to my house, but I feel
    very comfortable with you. I tend to trust my instincts."

    "Sounds good to me" he smiled. Should I follow you in
    my car?"

    "Actually, I usually walk to work on nice days like
    today. Why don't we both go in your car, if you don't mind?"

    "Let's go." Tom said, peeling off a few bills to leave
    for the tip and standing up. In her high heels, Beverly was
    about half a head taller than Tom, but she didn't seem to take
    notice of it and led the way to the door. Tom followed her,
    staring at the way her ass moved under her skirt as she walked.

    Beverly gave Tom the directions and soon they were
    parking in the driveway of a modest single-level house. As Tom
    was preparing to get out of the car Beverly reached over and
    patted his knee gently and smiled at him. Tom waited for Beverly
    to walk ahead of him to the door. Any excuse to get another look
    at that luscious ass of hers. He felt his dick begin to stir a
    little and tried to will himself to calm down. He didn't want
    the embarrassment of walking into her house with a hard-on.

    As soon as the door was unlocked and they were in the
    house Beverly asked Tom to sit down while she changed out of her
    work clothes. When she returned a few minutes later, Tom was
    surprised to find that she had changed into a loose robe and
    slippers. Whoa! Things were all of a sudden moving very quickly.
    The older woman saw the look of surprise on Tom's face and
    smiled down at him.

    "What's the matter, Tom? Haven't you ever been seduced
    before?" Well Tom hadn't, but the way his cock was pulsing he
    knew that tonight was going to be something special indeed.

    Beverly quickly moved to sit down on the couch next to
    Tom. She crossed her legs so that one perfectly formed leg stuck
    out through the opening of her robe and was bared almost to her
    hip. Tom's eyes were riveted to it and Beverly laughed a little
    as she placed one hand on his crotch and the other around the
    back of his head. She moved over him and planted a full kiss on
    his lips, squeezing his cock gently with her other hand. Tom
    moaned as her tongue darted into his mouth.

    "You're pretty hot, huh Tommy baby?" The older woman
    cooed over him. "Well that's just fine. "I have a feeling you're
    going to get a lot hotter before the night is over." She then
    opened her robe a little so Tom could see that she wasn't
    wearing anything under it.

    "You want some of this tonight?"

    "Mmmmm..." Tom moaned. His mind was reeling. Something
    in the way she had so quickly taken control of the situation
    seemed to make his erection even harder, more urgent.

    "You just be a good boy, sweetie, and Beverly will give
    you the best fuck of your life!"

    That would certainly be the case, for although Tom had
    had a few girlfriends and was generally good looking, he had
    never actually had sex with a woman before. He was beginning to
    be afraid that he might be the only twenty-five year old virgin
    in the world. But not for long! Beverly was working magic on him
    and he knew it. He wanted her desperately and SHE knew it too.
    As Beverly opened her robe wider his hands found her breasts and
    instinctively began cupping the mounds of soft flesh and
    fingering the nipples. His whole body was shuddering with desire
    when suddenly she pulled away and closed her robe.

    "Wait a minute Tommy. You don't get any of this until
    I've had my fun too. And right now, what I want more than
    ANYTHING is to see that cute little ass of yours and to hold it
    in my hands. Why don't you get out of those clothes?" As Beverly
    said this to the shocked young man she was rubbing herself
    through her robe, knowing inside the effect she was having on
    the inexperienced young man.

    Tommy was burning up with lust. He was confused, but he
    was also out of control. He had never been completely naked in
    front of a woman before but he slowly began removing his
    clothes, as if he no longer had a will to resist.

    Beverly exulted in his apparent bashfulness and was
    enjoying the way his hands trembled slightly with his shirt
    buttons. After the shirt and tee-shirt came off, Tommy fumbled a
    little with his belt buckle. One glance at Beverly sitting there
    licking her lips and showing off her legs was all it took,
    though, to get him back on track. Tommy kicked off his shoes and
    socks and with a deep breath let his pants fall to his ankles.
    As he stepped out of them he was standing there before this
    gorgeous woman, dressed in only his tight jockey shorts. Tommy's
    head was swimming. This woman had been a total stranger just an
    hour before and here he was about to stand stark naked in front
    of her so she could look at his ass!

    Beverly looked him up and down approvingly and then made
    a motion with both of her hands that he should also remove his
    jockey shorts...

    Tommy's face flamed red as he placed his thumbs into the
    elastic waistband and slowly lowered and then stepped out of his
    underwear. He stood there nervously with his hands over his
    genitals. Beverly motioned for him to move his hands away and he
    blushed even deeper as he dropped them to his sides. Beverly
    gazed at his exposed front with an appraising smile and nodded
    her head. "That's fine Tommy, now turn around slowly...stop.
    That's it. Now bend over from the waist and put your hands on
    the arm of the sofa.

    Tommy couldn't believe it but he was actually doing what
    she wanted. He had never in his life been completely naked in
    front of a woman! He was INTENSELY shy about his body and here
    he was, naked and bending over a piece of furniture so that this
    woman could get a better view of his ass!

    He blushed deeply but at the same time he felt a kind of
    relief. This was to be his first sexual experience and all he
    had to do was follow instructions. He didn't have to worry about
    botching things up or making the wrong move and being laughed
    at. One of his overwhelming fears was of doing the wrong thing
    and being laughed at by a woman, and this more than anything
    else was the reason he was still a virgin. But now that fear was
    gone, replaced by an excitement and a desire to put all of his
    trust in the hands of this woman. Beverly reached over and began
    softly caressing and then molding his asscheeks.

    "Oh, beautiful, baby! You have a great ass. I can see
    I'm going to have lots of fun with you, and if you play your
    cards right and be a good boy, you'll have lots of fun too! If
    not then you can put your clothes back on right now and leave
    and never come back. What's it gonna be?"

    Tom felt a slight panic at her ultimatum. The feel of
    her hands on his asscheeks was pure ecstasy. Without realizing
    what he was doing he began unconsciously rotating his hips just
    a little bit. Almost unnoticeable, but Beverly noticed it. And
    she smiled a self- satisfied smile as she waited for his
    response. Yes, she was going to have some fun with this one...

    "Yes, Beverly. I'll do whatever you say. Just don't make
    me leave. Not now...I..." He was moaning now and rotating his
    hips in larger circles. Beverly reached one hand through his
    legs and began lightly stroking the underside of his penis.
    Starting at the bottom and lightly brushing the underside near
    the head. Tommy was almost out of his mind. "Y-E-S, Y-E-S" he
    began moaning over and over. His knees were shaking.

    Suddenly Beverly stopped and walked over to a closet
    from which she brought out a medium sized cardboard box.

    "I'm going to fuck you Tommy. I'm going to blow your
    mind, but it's got to be on my terms. Do you understand me boy?"

    "Yes Beverly, I'll do anything you want. You're so
    beautiful... and, I love you." Tommy was almost crying now.

    "I can see that you do!" Beverly remarked. Then, taking
    two pair of handcuffs out of the box, she told Tommy to lie down
    on the floor on his back. She took the first set of handcuffs
    and placed one of the cuffs on his right ankle, then bent his
    leg upright and grabbing his right arm and pulling it up to meet
    his foot she clicked the second cuff over his wrist, thus
    shackling his right wrist to his right ankle. Tommy was confused
    and before he could really grasp what was happening she had the
    second set of handcuffs in her hands and had already snapped one
    end over his left ankle.

    "Wait a minute!" he cried, starting to panic. "Wh-what
    are you doing!"

    Beverly spoke gently and assuringly, "I told you Tommy,
    you're going to have to do it my way or no way at all. You
    either trust me completely or leave. There's no compromise. Now
    give me your left wrist."

    Tommy was confused and scared. He was scared of what was
    happening to him, but he was also even more scared of not going
    through with this. To lose his one chance at that luscious body.
    He looked at Beverly and suddenly he felt that he really could
    trust her. He slowly lifted his left arm to her. CLICK. With
    that sound it was all over. A split second afterwards he finally
    began to realize the incredibly shameful position he had just
    been chained into! He was stark naked in this strange woman's
    house, lying on her rug on his back with his knees bent and his
    legs up in the air. Left ankle chained to left wrist, right
    ankle chained to right wrist. He was open and exposed. More
    exposed than he had ever been in his life. More exposed than a
    man could EVER be... or so he thought. For Beverly was just
    beginning with him... Just beginning!

    Part 2.

    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!

    Part 3.
    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 helplessness
    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 position,
    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!"
    Tommy sobbed, his whole body shook. "It's in the directory right
    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 Murray.
    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
    horribly 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
    opportunity. "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!"

    Part 4.
    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 composure
    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
    opportunity 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
    tomorrow. 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
    mesmerized. 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 tomorrow,
    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.


    Part 5.
    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
    herself 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,
    mister. 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 ruffles 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
    scarlet. 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
    menial 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 concentrate
    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 sobbing
    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
    vultures. 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.

    Part 6
    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
    remember 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 showered
    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 something
    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
    afternoon?"
    "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 muffled laugh as he sat down gingerly at his desk and tried to
    get back to work. It was going to be a long day...

    Part 7
    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 question
    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 rampant
    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 offering
    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 cumming,
    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
    surprise. "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. Concentrate 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 shoulder
    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 underwear 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 groceries. 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 muffled
    giggling and unintelligible whispers. They finally 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
    between 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
    interest. 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 continued
    whipping Tommy's ass with the switch. She was clearly enjoying 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 underneath 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 upwards, 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
    breathlessly 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!"

    Part 8.
    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 thrashing
    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 unbelievable
    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
    survived 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 sniffling 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
    anything 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
    revenge 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
    obedient 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
    indecent 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 pictures 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 hugged Beverly and thanked her several times.
    As Beverly opened the door to leave, Linda was already picking up
    the phone to call Tina and Ellen. They had a full day ahead of them
    and a lot of preparations to make! She looked at Tommy crouched
    crab-like on the carpet and smiled. He looked at her pathetically
    from beneath the hated pink bonnet. The intense misery in his eyes
    made her feel smug with confidence as she dialed Tina's number.
    Life sure was great when you were young and in control!

    Part 9.
    When Tina answered the phone, Linda nearly bubbled over with
    excitement telling her about the arrangements Beverly had made, and
    that Mr. Hyde was now a slave! Not only that but he was to be HER
    slave every Saturday, from now on!
    From his position on the floor, crouched crab-like on his arms
    and knees with his bare ass up in the air spread wide and inviting,
    Tommy could hear Tina's squeals of delight as both teenagers
    chatted excitedly over the phone about their plans. On two
    occasions Linda had to reach down and slap his already red ass and
    warn him to stop fidgeting. Eventually she sat down in a chair and
    crossed her legs on his rump, using him as a footstool while she
    finished her conversation with her friend.
    "OK now, you're sure you can get the stuff? Great! You should see
    him now... He's totally naked except for that pink baby bonnet on
    his head and I'm using his rear end for a footstool! Yeah, he looks
    miserable. Wait till tonight when the others come over! He thinks
    he's miserable now! Hurry up and come on over. I'll call Ellen now
    and see if she's home. See ya!"
    After Linda hung up she immediately dialed Ellen's number. When
    Ellen finally came to the phone Linda repeated the whole story to
    her, even pausing to slap Tommy's ass again just so he wouldn't
    think she'd forgotten him. Ellen told her that she, too, could
    bring over a few things and Linda told her to hurry because Tina
    was already on her way.
    After she hung up, Linda just sat there for a few minutes looking
    at Tom. She used her toes to massage his asscheeks a bit and even
    poked her toes in between them while she giggled and taunted him.
    "You don't look like such a big shot now, Mr. Hyde! Beverly
    really did a number on you but now it's MY turn... I'm still pissed
    at you, you know. You weren't very nice to me in front of my
    friends. I'll bet you never thought that someday you'd be my slave,
    did you! Well, did you?" and she goosed him with her toe.
    "N-n-oo, Mistress Linda" Tom replied nervously.
    "No, I'm sure you didn't. But you ARE my slave!" She laughed.
    "Now it's my turn to get even with you for being such a nasty shit
    to me! I know that bonnet that you're wearing embarrasses you. I
    can see that. That's exactly why you're wearing it! You're gonna
    wear it in front of my friends, and that's not all you're gonna do!
    You're gonna be soooo embarrassed, Mr. Hyde!" She giggled as she
    continued massaging his ass. Tommy just sniffled as the doorbell
    rang.
    "I'm coming!" Beverly got up and patted Tom's rump as she walked
    towards the door and opened it.
    "Gimme a hand with this" Tina said, and both girls walked down
    the steps. Tommy could hear them struggling to bring something up
    that sounded like it was on casters. When they finally maneuvered
    it through the door Tommy saw with horror that it was a playpen!
    "This is great, Tina! You sure nobody will miss it?"
    "Positive" Tina answered. "And I got some other neat stuff too,
    look!"
    "All right, wow!" Linda exclaimed as she saw the Teddy bear and
    rattle. "I hope nobody saw you dragging this thing across the
    street. Even if they did you can always say that Mr. Hyde was baby
    sitting someone and wanted to borrow it."
    They closed the door and rolled the playpen into the middle of
    the living room. The two girls crouched down and began touching
    Tommy all over and lightly stroking his hard penis. "Look what Aunt
    Tina brought over for you, Tommy! Isn't it wonderful? Say 'Thank
    You, Aunt Tina'."
    "Th-thank you... Aunt Tina" Tom managed. Just then the doorbell
    rang again.
    "Hurry up, you guys. It's me!"
    Tina opened the door and saw Ellen standing there with her arms
    full. She had a couple of baby bottles with nipples and some
    assorted clothes and things piled in her arms. She dropped them on
    the sofa and went over to see Tommy.
    "I brought the Polaroid over too. I've got a couple of fresh
    packs of film with it."
    "Great! Thanks a lot Ellen. You guys sure came through!"
    "It was our pleasure!" Ellen laughed. "I've got all day today and
    tonight too. I want to have some fun!"
    "That's fine with me", Linda replied. "I got an idea to get
    things off to a good start. Take off your panties and roll them
    into a ball." Linda shucked off her shorts and removed her white
    panties. She put her shorts back on and stood waiting while Ellen
    and Tina did likewise.
    "Fetch, Tommy! Bring it back!" She laughed as she threw the
    panties to the other side of the room. She used her foot to push
    Tommy in that direction. "Don't use your hands, just your teeth.
    Crawl over there and bring them back to me."
    The girls laughed as they saw Tommy crawl over to the panties on
    the floor. He lowered his head and picked them up in his teeth.
    Linda sat down on the chair and waited for him to crawl back to her
    with the panties dangling from his mouth.
    "Don't get too much drool on them! That's a good boy!"
    The other girls sat down on the sofa and began tossing their
    panties around the room too. Tommy had to scramble to keep up with
    them. If he took too long retrieving them the girls would slap his
    ass and urge him to be faster.
    "Hold them by the crotch, Tommy, not the waistband." Linda
    ordered. Ellen snapped a picture and they all paused to watch it
    develop. "Oh, he looks so cute with that pink baby bonnet on and
    the panties hanging from his mouth. I'm sure Beverly will love this
    one! Maybe Marie can put it on the bulletin board at work!" They
    all laughed and resumed their game of fetch with a now truly
    miserable Tommy.
    While Ellen and Tina continued the game, Linda got up and went
    into the bedroom. She came back with a white sheet from Tom's bed.
    She then got a pair of scissors from the kitchen and sat on the
    floor, cutting.
    "Whatcha doing, Linda?" Tina asked.
    "I'm making Tommy some nice diapers. Help me out."
    Tina got down on the rug and helped Linda measure and cut four
    large squares of cloth. "These look just about right! Come here
    Tommy. We want to try one of these on you."
    "No, please!" begged Tommy, hesitating.
    "Oops, looks like I'm gonna have to tell Beverly you were bad
    today!"
    "No, please don't tell her that!" Tommy panicked. "I'm coming".
    "Hurry up or I'll tell her!" Linda threatened as Tommy crawled
    over to the girls. They folded the cloth into a diaper, then made
    Tommy lie on his back with his legs up while they worked it under
    him and brought the corners around his waist and between his legs.
    "Wait, don't forget the powder!" Ellen yelled, as she brought the
    baby powder over and a handful of large safety pins. They sprinkled
    him with powder then pinned the corners of the diaper in place.
    "Wow! Wait till the others see this!" Linda exclaimed gleefully.
    She made Tommy roll over again and sit up with his legs spread.
    They made him suck on his thumb and pose for the camera while they
    laughed at him. Ellen thought he had too much hair for a baby so
    they undid the diaper and used the scissors to trim his groin hair
    very low. Linda got some shaving cream and a razor and the two
    girls went to work shaving his crotch and legs. In about ten
    minutes Tommy's crotch was completely bald. They even pulled his
    legs back and got the little hairs between his asscheeks and around
    his anus. When they were finished they fastened the diaper back on
    him and gave him a bottle with a nipple to suck on while they took
    some more pictures.
    Tom was embarrassed beyond belief, but he was trapped. He had to
    obey every command of these mischievous young ladies, his
    neighbors, or he would face another night at the lake and that was
    unthinkable. He crawled around on the floor in the diaper and
    bonnet while they jeered and took pictures, knowing that he was
    getting even deeper under their control with every flash of the
    camera, but he couldn't rebel now. It was a one-way street and
    there was no backing out at this point. He had no choice but
    continue going down. He was shamed to tears, and this was only the
    first day!
    The girls made him drink bottle after bottle of water from his
    nipple. Eventually, nature began to call and he looked pleadingly
    at them and asked to go to the bathroom.
    "Is it number one or number two?" Linda asked.
    "Number one" Tom answered uneasily.
    "Sorry Tommy, but that's what your diaper is for" she giggled,
    unmercifully.
    "Please Linda!" he begged pathetically "I really have to go,
    bad."
    She was unmoved, and mischievously made him drink another bottle
    of water.
    Tommy began squirming in agony. His legs were shaking and he was
    doing everything he could to hold it in, but it was a losing
    struggle.
    "Please!" he begged again. "Don't humiliate me this way!" He
    sniffled a bit and continued squirming.
    "You know, you sure cry a lot. Maybe that diaper and bonnet are
    appropriate on you. You had better get used to them because you're
    going to be wearing them every Saturday from now on.
    "Please!" he struggled to hold it in, but he was shivering and
    squirming on the rug. The three girls gathered around him and
    watched and waited for the inevitable to happen.
    "I want you to look right at us while you wet your diaper, Tommy.
    Don't look away or we'll make you sorry!"
    As he looked at the three teenagers smiling at him he couldn't
    hold out any longer. He felt the first warm trickle into his
    diaper. Once the floodgates were opened, he couldn't stop the flow.
    He peed and peed, feeling his diaper getting sopping wet with the
    warm liquid. The girls were laughing at him as they saw what was
    happening. He was humiliated, but it felt so good to release the
    flow that he actually sighed as he did it!
    When he was finished Linda warned him not to move too much.
    "Looks like we're gonna have to get you some plastic pants to wear
    over your diaper, Tommy! We don't want you staining the rug."
    In his wet diaper they made him crawl from the living room onto
    the cool linoleum floor in the kitchen. When he got there they made
    him lie on his back with his knees up and spread while they
    unfastened the pins holding his diaper on. As they removed it they
    could see his cock and little hairless balls, sopping wet. They
    pulled the diaper off of him and used a washcloth to clean him off.
    They dried him then left him lying like that while Tina got another
    diaper from the living room. Linda sprinkled some more powder on
    his genitals and ass while Ellen took another picture. Finally Tina
    slid the new diaper under him and fastened it with the safety pins.
    "There! All nice and dry. Have another bottle, Tommy. We'd better
    cut up some more diapers for you - you'll need them for tonight!"
    They made him sit on the floor and play with some of the toys
    Ellen brought over while Linda got on the phone and called a few
    more of her friends. By the time she'd hung up she had another six
    girls who were coming over in about an hour. Most of them knew Mr.
    Hyde and couldn't believe that Linda was serious, but Linda felt
    they could be trusted and told them to bring some soda and chips
    and they'd see for themselves.
    One by one the new arrivals knocked on the door, and one by one
    they cracked up hysterically when they saw Tommy sitting on the
    floor! When they had all arrived Linda made Tommy crawl to each new
    girl and introduce himself as 'Baby Tommy' and thank them for
    coming to see him. After that the girls cracked open the soda and
    chips and began chatting about how Linda had got Mr. Hyde to do all
    these things. They even found some beer in Tom's refrigerator and
    passed that around too.
    Linda told the girls that Tommy loved being dominated by women
    and that he was, in fact, a slave to six women, including her. Her
    day was Saturday and they were all invited over any Saturday they
    had nothing else to do. They could even bring along some friends as
    long as they were sure they could be trusted to keep their mouths
    shut.
    Linda took off Tom's diaper and made him get up on his hands and
    knees again, wearing only his bonnet. The girls squealed with
    delight as they stared at his shaved crotch and pink ass. She made
    him suck his thumb as each of the new arrivals fondled his ass and
    felt him up good. She then made him crawl slowly around the room,
    slapping his own ass while they laughed hysterically. They each
    took some pictures of him and even posed with him for a few, but
    Linda made it clear that all of the pictures had to remain with
    her.
    She then made him climb into the playpen, and with his knees
    lifted back and spread as wide as he could get them he had to jerk
    off for them all as they watched in fascination.
    It didn't take long for him to cum, spraying his white seed all
    over the place, so Linda told him to just keep on going and to do
    it again.
    He pumped furiously trying to get a second orgasm and his hand
    was a complete blur. The girls were gathered around him, drinking
    beer and soda and taunting him on. It took him nearly ten minutes
    of jerking and twisting around in the little crib before he felt
    close to the edge again. The girls noticed the change as he got
    closer and Linda made him slow down and use only his thumb and
    first two fingers. When he was right on the edge they made him beg
    to be allowed to come while they laughed and stroked his thighs and
    feet. Finally Linda gave permission and with a groan Tommy was
    spurting all over his belly again.
    They gave him his bottle and a Teddy bear and allowed him to rest
    there in the pen while they listened to some music and talked about
    some other ideas the new girls had for him. A short while later he
    had to pee again so they put a new diaper on him and made him pee
    in it again for the amusement of the new arrivals. Tina noticed
    that two of the girls who had seen him being punished in his car on
    Wednesday just happened to be out in the street in front of the house.
    They hadn't said anything to anybody so far, so Linda thought they
    might be amused to see Mr. Hyde having his diaper changed. She
    called them and invited them in. When they saw Mr. Hyde in the
    bonnet and diaper they covered their mouths and blushed deeply, but
    there was laughter in their eyes.
    Poor Mr. Hyde had just about lost it by this point. His dignity
    was completely gone and as he lay on his back with his legs in the
    air he cried like a real baby as they removed the wet diaper,
    cleaned him up, powdered him, and put on a fresh diaper.
    Linda made him crawl over to the footstool and lie across it. She
    then tugged his diaper down around his knees and invited the two
    new arrivals to give him a good spanking!
    They were too embarrassed at first, but egged on by Linda one of
    them walked up to Mr. Hyde and gently gave him a slap on his
    powdered ass.
    "No, harder than that! Give him a REAL spanking! He can take it!"
    The girl gave him a harder slap, and then a harder one. Before
    long her hand was leaving red slap marks all over his cheeks.
    Tom wouldn't have believed how much a small hand like hers
    could sting, but she put her whole arm into it and eventually had
    him begging her to stop.
    Her friend then didn't want to be outdone and she continued the
    spanking while Tom squirmed and pleaded with her to go softer. His
    diaper hung loose around his knees and he shifted his weight and
    twisted his ass, trying to avoid the painful slaps, but to no
    avail!
    The whole room was laughing hysterically as Tom howled in pain
    and cried. When the girls were done Linda made him kneel in front
    of them and thank them both for the spanking they had given him.
    They giggled and left, leaving Tom mortified beyond belief.
    The rest of the day was spent tormenting and humiliating him in
    front of Linda's friends. He had several more wet diaper changes
    and had to jerk off twice more until finally supper time arrived
    and everybody had to go home.
    After supper Linda and Ellen came back, along with three of the
    other girls from the afternoon, and they kept at him till around
    eight o'clock. At that point it was time to call it a day.
    As they prepared to go home the girls thanked Linda and asked her
    if they could come back again next Saturday.
    "Sure!" said Linda. "By then we should all have some really good
    ideas to use on him... Poor Mr. Hyde.." she said with mock
    sympathy. "He's going to be soooo embarrassed!"

    Part 10.
    After all her guests had gone home Linda turned to look at Tom.
    He was still wearing the degrading pink bonnet and kneeling naked
    on the carpet. His face was wet from tears and nearly as red as his
    burning ass. There was a stack of wet diapers in a heap on the
    kitchen floor and the living room was a total mess. He had been
    thoroughly humiliated all day at her hands and the hands of her
    friends and she decided a little more gloating before she called it
    a night was in order.
    "Before I go home tonight I just want to let you know that I
    think it was real shitty of you to embarrass me the way you did a
    couple of weeks ago. You don't know it but you made me cry! I'll
    bet if you knew you were going to wind up being a slave in a couple
    of weeks that you'd have treated me a lot better. So, how does it
    feel being my slave? I don't feel one bit sorry for you, Mr. Hyde.
    You're getting just what you deserve and I'm just glad that I can
    be one of the people who are doing it to you."
    "This must be real embarrassing for you, huh? Being stripped and
    spanked in front of my girlfriends and jerking off and wearing baby
    clothes and stuff? I'm glad that it embarrasses you, because I
    think we should keep you like this for the rest of your life!"
    "Well, I gotta go now, but I just wanted you to know that I'm
    getting even with you and that I'm gonna do even worse stuff to you
    next week."
    With that, Linda got up to leave. She hesitated, then turned and
    walked right up beside Tom. Kneeling as he was on his hands and
    knees, his ass was still a perfect target. She reached way back and
    with a terrific swing gave him a very hard slap on his sensitive
    ass, causing him to jump and yell "Owwww!".
    "I'll see you next Saturday, Mr. Hyde. And so will my friends...
    and maybe even YOUR friends! Hahahaha! G'nite!"
    Even after she closed the door behind her Tom continued kneeling
    there staring at the floor. Very slowly he let himself collapse
    onto the rug with his face buried in his arms and he cried. He
    sobbed for about 10 minutes until, in complete exhaustion, he fell
    asleep.
    He awoke about midnight and managed to stumble into his bedroom.
    He still had the bonnet on his head and as he got into bed he
    noticed it and untied it and threw it onto the floor in the corner
    of his room. Both of his sheets were missing but he drew the
    blanket up under his chin and went back to sleep. He slept
    fitfully, tortured by erotic nightmares, until he awoke the next
    morning a little after 9:00.
    Tom showered and ate some breakfast. Per Linda's orders the
    previous night he washed all of the diapers and gathered up the
    bottles and toys and such and put them in the playpen which he
    wheeled into the spare bedroom, where it would be available the
    following week...
    He spent the day at home, scared to go outside, and equally
    scared to stay inside. A couple of times he saw Linda come outside
    and he feared that she might come over and visit with him, but she
    seemed to honor his day off. He watched as she talked to the two
    girls who had witnessed his humiliation the previous day. They
    seemed to be laughing and enjoying themselves and eventually Linda
    patted them on their backs and went back inside, apparently
    satisfied that all was well.
    Tom watched a little TV that night and went to bed early, this
    time with new sheets. It was his first normal day in nearly a week
    but he panicked when he thought of the morning and the beginning of
    a new week and his upcoming ordeals. If only he could find a way
    out of this trap, but it was utterly hopeless.
    In the morning he woke early but he dawdled over breakfast. He
    delayed going to work for as long as possible, but eventually the
    time came when he had to leave. Carol, Marie and Louise were all at
    their desks when he arrived.
    "How was your Saturday, Tom?" Marie chided. Tom blushed and sat
    at his desk. As he reached into his drawer to get a pencil he found
    one of the photographs of him taken on Saturday, on his back in the
    playpen. He winced when he saw the degrading baby bonnet on his
    head. His knees were lifted up and spread wide and he was
    masturbating with one hand and holding a nippled bottle with the
    other. His asshole was completely visible beneath his shaved crotch
    and a young hand could be seen holding onto one of his feet.
    "Looks like Linda had a pretty good time. I can't wait till it's
    my turn" she giggled mischievously. Louise didn't know what was
    going on but she suspected that the two younger women had been with
    Tom over the weekend.
    Most of the day was as normal as could be expected. Mrs. Peterson
    arrrived at 9:00 and went out to visit a client just before lunch.
    Tom's nervousness caused him to make a couple of errors and Louise
    took the opportunity to pull him by the ear into Mrs. Peterson's
    office. She stripped and spanked him, this time in full view of the
    younger women. She made him crawl around the office naked on his
    hands and knees for a half hour while they answered phones and
    conducted business. He was petrified that someone might come in and
    see him that way, but after 30 minutes he was allowed to kneel in
    front of Louise and apologize for his mistakes, and then get
    dressed and back to his desk.
    Mrs. Peterson came back around 2:30 and once again got a nod of
    approval from Louise that all had gone well in her absence. At 5:00
    Tommy got up to leave for home.
    "Say hello to Mrs. Whitford, Tommy!" Marie laughed as he walked
    out the door and down the stairs to his car.
    Mrs. Whitford was sitting in her usual spot on her front porch as
    he pulled into the driveway. He paused and looked at her
    expectantly for a moment but when she made no movement to
    acknowledge him he went inside his house.
    A couple of minutes later the telephone rang. Hesitantly he
    picked it up and said 'hello'.
    He heard Mrs. Whitford's cackling voice at the other end:
    "You remember what night this is, don't you Mr. Hyde? Take a
    shower and scrub yourself squeaky clean. And I mean EVERYWHERE. I
    want you over here with your tools in half an hour, sharp!"
    After the phone clicked Tommy rushed about, taking his tools out
    of the closet in the spare bedroom while getting undressed. He
    showered quickly but thoroughly. He didn't want to give Mrs.
    Whitford any more of an excuse to be angry with him so he soaped
    his ass and crotch up several times and thoroughly dried himself
    before slipping on a pair of jeans and a pullover shirt. He walked
    outside and across the lawn to Mrs. Whitford's house. She was gone
    from the porch so he knocked on the door.
    She opened it and told him to come inside and put his toolbox on
    the floor by the closet.
    "Beverly gave me one of them pictures that Linda took of you on
    Saturday. My my! Looks like those girls sure had some fun with
    you!"
    "I'm not gonna do any of that stuff. I'm too old for that
    nonsense and besides, I got a lotta chores 'round here needs be
    taken care of. Stand right there and strip off all your clothes,
    boy. Everything! Hurry Up!"
    Although Tom was expecting this command, he still blushed at the
    thought of standing in Mrs. Whitford's hallway completely nude
    while she watched him. Her blue eyes smiled in her sharp, thin face
    as she stood there and appraised his smallish form.
    "Not a whole lot of meat there, but I guess you'll do."
    She read off a list of chores she wanted done, including simple
    little things like tightening up the loose screws in the handles of
    her cabinet drawers and putting some oil on the slider of her patio
    door. She also had him get a ladder and replace some light bulbs in
    the ceiling while she stood at the base of it and let her eyes, and
    her hands, run up and down his thighs and buttocks.
    When he finished these she gave him a bucket with some soapy
    water and a sponge and told him to scrub her kitchen floor on his
    hands and knees. She sat at the kitchen table, smoking cigarettes
    and admiring his ass as he moved around the floor.
    His next chore was cleaning the bathroom and she took the liberty
    of slapping his ass whenever she saw a spot he missed or felt he
    was slowing down. When he finally finished that chore she handed
    him a pair of old cloth gardening gloves and told him she wanted
    him outside in the backyard weeding her garden. When he paused a
    moment, staring out at the sunlit yard, she walked up and gave him
    two hard slaps on his ass and warned him:
    "Don't disobey me boy or I'll tell Beverly and you know what
    that'll mean! Nobody's gonna see you out there 'cept me, unless of
    course someone comes wanderin' into the yard, but that's not very
    likely. Get out there, now!"
    Tom opened the sliding glass door and walked out into the
    brightly lit yard, feeling more naked than he did in the house.
    For the next hour Mrs. Whitford sat in a lawn chair and watched
    Tom bending over her begonias and marigolds. She made him stand
    with his legs apart and knees only sightly bent and bend from the
    waist while he worked. She liked the way his ass jiggled as he
    tugged at the weeds and eventually a soft sheen of sweat built up
    on his skin. She let him sit down on the grass cross-legged during
    a five minute break while she reminded him about last week when he
    called her an old witch for cutting down one of his bushes. She
    told him that if she ever heard him talk that disrespectfully to a
    woman again she'd haul him out into the street and spank his bare
    ass to tears for the amusement of all his neighbors.
    At around 9:00 she told him he could go home for the night. She
    handed him his clothes in a ball and told him to tuck them under
    his arm and jump the fence to go home. Next week she wanted him to
    come over the same way, naked. He could leave his tools at her
    house.
    When Tom let himself in through his back door he showered and
    then climbed sorely into bed. This had been a hard week so far, and
    it was only Monday!
    The next morning Tom got into work a little early and was sitting
    at his desk when Carol and Marie walked in together. Marie seemed
    all excited. Although Carol's night was not until tomorrow, Marie
    had been coaching the younger girl and told her she wanted a full
    report of her first night with Tommy. She reminded her that even
    though she might have had a little crush on Tom before all this,
    that was all in the past. Tom was their slave now, and that's all
    he'd ever be, from now on. He was to be used for her own enjoyment
    without any regard for his own feelings, and he was to be punished,
    severely and quickly, for any mistakes, in order to train him
    properly for his life's role serving women.
    Tom sat at his desk listening as Marie told this all to Carol
    without any apparent regard for his presence. Tonight was Marie's
    night and he already knew she was going to be a real bitch.
    Louise walked in about ten minutes later and Mrs. Peterson
    arrived a little earlier than normal. She said she was going to
    have to leave at noontime and would be out for the rest of the
    week. Tom felt his heart sink as he noticed the little smile on
    Louise's face and saw Marie wink slyly at her.
    After Mrs. Peterson left at noontime, the three women just sat
    there and glanced at each other for a couple of minutes. It seemed
    they all knew what was on each other's minds, but nobody seemed
    willing to say anything. Finally Marie started giggling and when
    Carol joined her Louise simply said "Oh, shit. Why pretend? We all
    know what's gonna happen. Let's just do it..."
    She didn't even bother dragging Tommy into Mrs. Peterson's
    office. She made him strip down naked right there in front of all
    of them. When he stood there naked she made him spread his legs so
    they could get a really close look at his shaved crotch. She then
    bent him over Carol's desk and used a ruler to wail his ass till he
    was hopping from foot to foot and pleading for her to stop.
    The phones were ringing but the women were too busy to answer
    them. By the time Tom's hairless ass was a bright red, he was
    dancing a little jig and twisting away from each slap of the ruler.
    Louise finally stopped but left him bent over the desk, sniffling.
    "What should we do with this bad little boy we have here?" she
    mockingly asked the other women. "Do you think he's been properly
    punished yet?"
    "No! No!" Marie and Carol both answered, laughing.
    Louise pushed all of the papers aside and made Tom climb right up
    and kneel on all fours on top of Carol's desk. She positioned him
    so he was facing outward with his ass pointed directly back at the
    young blonde, who sat there somewhat startled. A few slaps on his
    thighs with the ruler got him to spread his legs wide as he
    crouched there, his erection pointing straight out just an inch or
    so above Carol's desk. She told Tommy to keep his head down on the
    desk, between his two hands and handed Carol the ruler.
    "Every time he moves a muscle, hit him hard with this."
    "But what if someone comes in?" Carol asked, somewhat shakily.
    "Marie is sitting right by the door, she can see if anybody's
    coming up the stairs. Tom can hide underneath your desk until they
    leave. As long as Marie keeps her eyes peeled there shouldn't be a
    problem."
    For the next 20 minutes or so Tom knelt there while Carol talked
    on the phone and conducted business. Every once in awhile when Tom
    would shift his weight a little to take the stress off his knees
    Carol would give him a sharp slap or two with the ruler.
    "Stop fidgeting Mr. Hyde!" she warned him. But she would also
    reach out and cup his dangling balls, weighing them in her small
    hand, or lightly brush a piece of paper along the crack of his ass
    just to see him jump and to watch his stiff cock bob up and down,
    bouncing against her desktop.
    Once, Marie called out that two people were coming up the stairs
    and Tom started to panic and get down but she only laughed and said
    that she "must have been mistaken, sorry!"
    Carol seemed to be having difficulty talking on the phone and
    getting her work done so Louise eventually made Tom get down and
    crawl right in front of the door and kneel there with his ass
    pointed back towards the office. Louise told him to reach back
    between his legs with his right hand and to stroke himself while he
    knelt there.
    "I want you hard as long as you're there. If I look down and see
    you soft, or if you cum, I swear I'll call downstairs and invite
    the girls from Dr. Sorenson's office up here to see you. I'm sure
    they'd get a good laugh out of this. If you don't believe me, you
    just try me!"
    Tom reached back between his legs and grabbed hold of his cock.
    It was already hard and sticking out straight but he began very
    lightly stroking it to make sure it stayed that way. He had to be
    careful to stop occasionally in order not to cum, but he managed to
    keep himself stiff for the next half hour or so while the women got
    back to work. His teeth were chattering and his hips wiggled a
    little in small circles as he kept himself near the edge, terrified
    of cumming, but nevertheless feeling a perverse desire to keep
    himself as close to the edge as possible. The thought of the women
    in Doctor Sorenson's office seeing him humiliated like this both
    terrified him and at the same time made the base of his penis throb
    in a perverse manner, as he imagined them staring down at him this
    way and laughing. Finally, Louise let him put his clothes back on
    and get back to work, but she warned him not to make any more
    mistakes.
    As the time approached 5:00 Marie seemed to get more and more
    anxious. She had invited a couple of her friends over for a few
    drinks and a few laughs and she could barely wait for the evening
    to begin. When it was finally time to go home she told Tom not to
    bother going home first but to follow her home in his car.
    He followed her to a small house close to the center of town.
    They parked on the street, opened a chain link fence and walked
    through the short front yard onto the porch and into the house. It
    was moderately but tastefully furnished, with a TV and a stereo in
    the living room, a very small den with a couple of chairs and an
    aquarium on a stand, and a good size eat-in kitchen. She shared the
    place with her roommate, Donna, who she said should be home
    shortly.
    Not wasting any time, Marie sat down on the sofa in the living
    room, crossed her legs sexily, and smiled at Tommy.
    "So, what do you think of the place, Tom?"
    "It's v-very nice." Tom replied, looking around nervously.
    "Why don't you take your shoes and socks off, and remove your
    pants while you're at it."
    Tom sat down on a chair and slowly untied his shoes and removed
    them. Then he pulled his socks off and placed them in the shoes and
    tucked them behind the chair. Marie watched him, smiling, as she
    sat there bouncing one shapely stockinged leg on her knee and bit
    at the end of one of her fingernails.
    When Tom stood up and undid his belt buckle she leaned forward in
    her chair, her eyes shining, biting a little at her lower lip. She
    made no attempt to hurry him along, preferring instead to enjoy his
    discomfort as he lowered his pants to the floor, then stepped out
    of them. He wasn't allowed to wear underpants anymore so when he
    kicked his pants aside he stood there staring down at the floor,
    looking silly in just his shirt and tie.
    She made him stand there in her living room and play with himself
    until he got hard, then told him to turn around and bend over and
    rub his ass for her. As he was doing this there was a sound on the
    porch and the front door opened. A young woman in her mid-twenties,
    wearing a short black skirt and a blazer walked into the house
    carrying a bag of groceries. When she saw Tom and what he was doing
    she gasped and then giggled:
    "You're early! This must be Tom, I presume? I recognize him from
    that tape we watched last week."
    Donna put the bag of groceries down on a table and Marie made Tom
    walk over to her, shake her hand and introduce himself to her. She
    was really pretty! Only about 5 foot 1, with light blonde hair and
    a really cute figure. He blushed as he saw her eyes staring down at
    his bare legs and stiff penis hanging just below the bottom of his
    white shirt and striped tie.
    "Nice to meet you, Tom. Why don't you take your tie off and make
    yourself comfortable?"
    Tom glanced at Marie who nodded at him and said:
    "You're to do anything that Donna or anyone else in this house
    tells you to do. Do you understand?"
    "Y-yes, Marie." He answered, looking down.
    "Look at me when I'm talking to you! I want to make sure you
    understand what I just said. In this house you're our slave. You're
    to do whatever we say, immediately and without question. If we have
    guests over you are to obey them instantly too. Do you understand
    that Tommy?"
    "Y-yes, Marie."
    "And don't call me Marie in here. You're to address me as M'am.
    The same goes for Donna. Do you understand?"
    "Y-yes... M'am".
    "That's better, now take off your shirt and tie. I'm sure Donna
    would like to get a better look at your body. Let her play with you
    if she wants to. When she's through with you I want you to take a
    shower and shave. When you've finished that go into the bedroom. I
    have a few things laid out for you. We'll be having some company
    over tonight and I want you to look nice for them."
    "Y-yes, M'am" Tommy replied as he began removing his tie, then
    unbuttoned and removed his shirt to stand completely naked before
    the two young women.
    "Oh! I love how you shaved him! It's so cute!"
    "That wasn't me. That was that young girl, Linda, that I told you
    about. Remember the one in the movie? Beverly sent me a couple of
    pictures that Linda and her friends took on Saturday. I just got
    them today. Look what those girls did to him!"
    Donna put her hand over her mouth and gasped as she saw the
    pictures that Marie showed her. She kept glancing back and forth
    from the pictures to Tom, shaking her head and snorting.
    "Looks like we've got a long way to go to beat that! But we'll
    sure have fun trying!"
    Marie picked up the bag of groceries from the table and carried
    them into the kitchen while Donna made Tom put his hands on his
    head and slowly turn around in front of her. She told him to stop
    when his back was towards her and she then used both of her hands
    to slap and then grab onto his two asscheeks. She held them tightly
    and squeezed the yielding flesh between her fingers while she
    moaned, happily. She then gave him a playful slap on the rump and
    told him where the shower was.
    Tom turned on the water and got into the shower. As he was
    soaping himself up Marie walked into the bathroom and slid back the
    curtain. She was completely nude and, to Tom's surprise, she
    stepped into the tub next to him and closed the curtain.
    After all those months of sneaking peaks at her and Carol in the
    office he was dumbfounded to see her stark naked and in the shower
    with him! She took the soap and lathered up a facecloth. She
    scrubbed Tom's back with it and then used her soapy hand to clean
    between his legs from behind. She could feel his dick sticking out
    and up like a pole as she rubbed her soapy hands on his ass and
    balls. Tommy was shivering. When she handed him the washcloth and
    soap and turned her back to him he just stood there for a moment,
    looking at her naked form; her dark wet hair on her shoulders and
    the curve of her waist and ass.
    "Well, are you going to soap me up or are you just going to stare
    at me?" she teased.
    Tom soaped up the washcloth and began rubbing her shoulders and
    back. Slowly he worked his way down to the small of her back and,
    holding his breath, he hesitantly rubbed at her luscious round ass.
    "Mmmmm" she cooed. "That feels so nice. I'm gonna like having you
    around here every Tuesday!"
    Marie turned around and let him soap up her breasts and stomach.
    She took the cloth back from him and scrubbed his chest, then told
    him to turn around and lean his hands against the shower wall while
    she scrubbed his ass hard. They both rinsed off and stepped out of
    the shower. Marie handed him a towel then took another and began
    patting herself dry. Just then Donna walked in with a towel wrapped
    around her tiny nude body. When she let the towel drop to the floor
    and prepared to step into the shower Tom couldn't help but let a
    small moan escape as his eyes feasted on her gorgeous body. She
    looked back a little startled and giggled "Why, thank you!" then
    stepped into the tub and closed the curtain.
    Marie and Tom patted themselves dry as they walked out of the
    bathroom and into Marie's bedroom. In spite of all the previous
    day's humiliations, Tom felt on top of the world. That euphoria was
    short lived as he stopped dead in his tracks and looked with horror
    at what was laid out on the bed. Surely not for him! Please God,
    those couldn't be for him to wear!
    Marie saw him staring at the bed with his jaw hanging and said
    "Those are your clothes for tonight, Tommy. Aren't they great? I'll
    help you get into them!"
    "Oh please, Marie. Please don't do this to me! Don't make me wear
    those things... especially if there are other people coming over!
    Please!" He was begging her pitifully as he gazed in horror at the
    garter belt and nylon stockings! There was also a little white
    maid's cap... and nothing more!
    "P-l-e-a-s-e!" he whined, his shoulders shaking.
    Marie looked at him with a mischievous little gleam in her eyes
    and told him that he was going to be wearing those clothes tonight
    and that was final!
    She grabbed him by the hand and led him over to the end of the
    bed. She sat him down, picked up one of the stockings and slowly
    began working it over his right foot and up his leg. It stopped at
    about mid-thigh. Tommy sobbed silently as Marie repeated the
    process with the other stocking. She then made him stand up and
    step into the lacy black garter belt. She worked it up to his waist
    and then snapped the garters onto the tops of the stockings.
    Tommy could see himself in the dresser mirror and he was shamed
    beyond belief to see what they looked like on him. Marie, on the
    other hand, was delighted with the effect and smiled broadly.
    She picked up the hair dryer and spent a few minutes drying and
    then combing his brown hair, then picked up the starched white
    maid's cap and fastened it onto his head with two bobby pins. She
    then grabbed a large pair of high heeled shoes that Tom hadn't
    noticed before and steadied him as she slipped one onto each foot.
    Surprisingly they were the right size, though a little narrow, and
    Tom wobbled a bit as he tried getting used to the balance.
    By then Donna had finished her shower and joined them, with just
    a small towel around her lithe form.
    "Oh, he looks terrific!" she beamed. Even the shoes look like the
    right size! I can't wait for the others to get here. They'll go
    nuts!"
    "He does look good, doesn't he? But I've still got one little
    chore to do. Looks like a little stubble has begun growing back on
    his crotch and I want him completely smooth down there."
    She got a couple of razor blades and made Tommy lie back on the
    bed. Still wearing the high heels she made him pull his knees back
    and wide apart while the two women bent over him and carefully
    shaved the stubble from his crotch. They pulled his cheeks apart
    and got down into the gully around his anus until he was smooth as
    a baby's bottom. Donna couldn't resist slapping his upturned ass a
    couple of times as he lay in this vulnerable position and Marie
    laughed and told her there'd be plenty of time for that later on.
    They let Tommy get back up and Marie straightened his little
    white maid's cap. Both women touched and admired how smooth his
    crotch now was. Marie gave him a pat on his ass and told him to
    come into the kitchen so he could begin getting things ready for
    tonight while she and Donna finished dressing.
    About fifteen or twenty minutes later both women were dressed,
    Marie in a pair of designer jeans and Donna in shorts. This was to
    be a casual affair, just a couple of friends stopping over for a
    few drinks and some chatter. Marie had told them about Tommy and
    they were anxious to come over and see him, but she lied to Tommy
    and told him that he was supposed to be a big surprise to the other
    women! Tom gulped when he heard that and blushed, just as Marie
    expected he would. After that she explained Tommy's duties to him
    and outlined the proper behavior that she was going to expect from
    him. Tommy's ears reddened as he listened to her. This was so
    degrading! He didn't say a word but looked at her pleadingly. Marie
    and Donna both had to laugh as they saw his sad blue eyes, silently
    begging them as he sat there dressed so shamefully, waiting for her
    guests to arrive.
    About 6:30 the doorbell rang. Tommy was still in the kitchen and
    he was grateful when Donna went to answer the door. He was afraid
    they would send him. Donna opened the door and Tommy heard the
    sounds of two new voices in the other room as Donna welcomed her
    friends inside. There was a bit of giggling and then Donna called
    out to Marie: "Jessica and Kathy are here! You want to show them
    our surprise?"
    Tommy panicked and was nearly rebellious. He was biting his lower
    lip and tears started to form in the corner of his eyes as he
    quietly pleaded with Marie once again to please not do this to him.
    From the other room the three women could hear the turmoil going on
    in the kitchen:
    "I told you to get in there and say hello to my friends! Now get
    moving!"
    "P-p-l-e-a-s-e, don't let them see me dressed like this. Please!!
    I'd rather go in with NOTHING on than wearing these things! Please
    Marie... Please!"
    "That's the second time you've used my name in this house. Didn't
    I tell you that you're supposed to refer to me as M'am? I let the
    first offense slip by, but not this time! And your defying me in
    this way calls for extra punishment!"
    "Ow-w-w-w! Ow-w-w-w! Stop, please... Ow-w-w-w!" Tommy cried as
    the women heard several loud slaps coming from the kitchen. It was
    obvious that Tommy was getting a licking, and Marie taunted him as
    she continued slapping him:
    "You think they can't hear this? You think they don't know you're
    getting a good licking in here? They're waiting for you Tommy, now!
    And as further punishment for letting my guests hear how rebellious
    you are, you can just CRAWL in there! Now get down on the floor.
    That's it... not on your hands, down on your arms... <SLAP!> that's
    right. Now go on in there and let them see who the bad little boy
    is!"
    Tom's face was flushed with shame. He knew exactly how degrading
    he looked dressed in just the sheer nylon stockings and maid's cap.
    The garters framed his small ass perfectly and called attention to
    the rosy hue and the handprints. He blinked back tears of shame and
    began crawling through the doorway and into the living room, where
    the women were seated and waiting for him. There was a gasp from
    the newcomers as he came into view. Tom looked up and saw, in
    addition to Donna, two new women dressed in slacks and sitting on
    the couch.
    Now it was Tom's turn to gasp! One of the women, Jessica, looked
    to be in her early forties, with a hint of gray in her hair. But
    Tom's attention was immediately fixed on the other woman... Kathy!
    My God! It was his cousin Kathy! Tom stopped dead in his tracks. He
    knew that Marie and Kathy knew each other, but he never dreamed
    that Marie would be so cruel as to let Kathy see him like this!
    Kathy was nearly as shocked as Tom. She had been told what to
    expect when she got to Marie's apartment: that Marie and Donna had
    a young man as a slave who was into female domination and abject
    humiliation. But she never could have guessed that the little
    pervert would turn out to be her own cousin Tom! This was just
    unbelievable! He was so shy she had to shake her head and look
    twice to make sure it was really him!
    "P-please, M'am... please don't let her see me like this!"
    Tommy's shoulders heaved as he cried his guts out, in full view of
    everybody in the room. "Please, I beg you. Send her away!"
    "I'm afraid it's too late now Tommy. Besides, Kathy said she
    wanted to see this naughty little boy that we had over here get a
    good spanking! I'm not going to disappoint her. Anyway, she's
    already seen you so you might as well stand up and say hello to her
    and to Ms. Jeffries."
    Tom slowly stood up. His penis was rock hard and stood out
    prominently from his shaved crotch, pointing directly at the
    ladies. He saw their eyes lick at him, up and down, then come to
    rest on his bobbing pole.
    "Long time no see, Tommy" Kathy broke the ice. "You look real
    cute." She sounded a little disgusted as she shook her head a
    little from side to side.
    "Kathy, I can explain... they MADE me do this. Honest!"
    "You're calling me a liar, in front of my friends?" Marie hissed
    at him venomously. She handed Kathy some of the pictures Beverly
    had given her that Linda had taken on Saturday. Jessica looked over
    her shoulder and they both gasped again and began giggling at what
    the young girls had reduced him to. Tommy looked down and sniffled.
    "You're definitely spending Friday night at the lake for your
    behavior here tonight" Marie told him.
    "Oh, please Marie...M'am" Tommy corrected himself. "Please don't.
    I didn't mean that you were lying, honest! Please give me another
    chance!"
    "Your performance over the next couple of hours will determine
    your fate, little boy" she sneered. "Right now I'd say you've got
    a very slim chance of making up for your mistake. Your mouth is
    what got you into trouble, so maybe your mouth can help get you out
    of trouble. Get back down on your knees and lick Kathy's shoes. Go
    on, get down! Stop crying! <SLAP>"
    Kathy looked down, a little uncomfortably, as Tommy began licking
    the top of her shoe. She seemed to get a little more into it,
    though, and moved her left foot next to her right so he could work
    on both of them.
    "That's it! Enjoy yourself, Kathy. You too, Jessica. This is
    supposed to be a punishment, but from the state of his little dick,
    I'd say he's enjoying himself, don't you think?" She put her foot
    on his lower back and pushed him so he fell forward onto his face.
    He put his hands on Kathy's ankles to steady himself and the warmth
    of her legs made him shiver noticeably, to the amusement of his
    now-smiling cousin.
    When he had licked both shoes to Marie's satisfaction, he was
    again allowed to get up. Marie made him "curtsy" to her guests,
    which he did terribly, and go get them something to drink while
    they chatted in the living room.
    The rest of the evening was one of bizarre humiliation for poor
    Tommy. The presence of his cousin made it doubly so as she
    witnessed his degradation. He served drinks and snacks to the
    women, who took every opportunity to poke, pinch or fondle him. He
    had to refer to his cousin as "Miss Hyde" and curtsy whenever he
    offered her some refreshments.
    After they'd all warmed up to the sight of Tommy they began
    really putting him through his paces. They made him pose for them
    and sensuously rub his body while they cheered him on. He laid on
    his back on the coffee table so they could tease his cock while
    they casually engaged in girl-chat, carelessly brushing his cock
    and occasionally chiding him when his moans got too loud. Every
    time he glanced at Kathy he saw her looking at him, still not quite
    believing what she was witnessing, but nevertheless with humor in
    her eyes. What scared him most was the pure lust he saw in the
    faces of all the women whenever they looked at his stiff, leaking
    cock.
    At one point during the evening Tommy spilled some pretzels and
    Marie said it was time he got a good spanking to teach him to be
    more careful. She sat on the sofa and made him lie down across her
    knees, his stockinged legs on one side and his upper body on the
    other. His perfectly framed ass was centered right below her eyes,
    flinching as he waited for the first smack. She made him apologize
    for his clumsiness and ask each of the women to forgive him. They
    stared at his presented ass with interest as Marie lifted her hand
    in the air and forcefully applied the first slap. The sound echoed
    through the room and made them all jump a little, but not nearly so
    much as Tommy, who twisted and squirmed on Marie's lap, trying to
    avoid the punishing hand.
    She spanked him for nearly ten minutes, moving from cheek to
    cheek and varying the tempo, sometimes hitting him in the exact
    same spot several times in a row. By the time she was finished,
    Tommy was the perfect picture of chastisement. He was sobbing and
    rubbing his burning ass and promising between sobs to be more
    careful. He thanked Marie for the spanking and got on his feet,
    still a little wobbly in the high heels, then bent to clean up the
    spilled pretzels on the coffee table. The women examined his
    flaming red ass as he bent and even Kathy couldn't resist touching
    it to see how hot it was!
    As a grand finale, Marie made him kneel on the floor and jerk
    himself off, using his thumb and forefinger in a little 'o' as he
    feverishly brushed it back and forth over his cock. When he got
    close to cumming his whole body seemed to sway and his tongue
    flicked in his mouth. He was told to catch all of the jism in his
    hand as he spasmed, shooting his thick spunk into his palm, though
    some dripped onto the carpet. Marie made him lick his own cum from
    his palm for the amusement of the women, then told him to get a
    damp sponge and clean up the carpet.
    When the women were ready to go, he had to curtsy to them, then
    bend over and present his ass so they could each give him a little
    pat as they left. Marie promised to have many more little `get
    togethers' like this on Tuesdays and Jessica and Kathy both said
    they'd love to come back. Marie suggested that Kathy might want to
    drop by Tommy's house next Saturday afternoon to see him with the
    teenagers. She was sure that Linda wouldn't mind and Kathy said she
    just might do that. She might even bring a friend along too!
    After their guests left, Tommy helped clean up the house. Marie
    told him he could go home and get some sleep but she made him wear
    only the stockings and garter belt, and carry his regular clothes
    under his arm. She also ordered him to wear the garters and
    stockings to work under his clothes every Tuesday from now on so
    he'd be ready for her at the end of the day. She giggled when she
    thought what Louise and Carol would say next week when they found
    him dressed like that underneath his pants! She put the little cap
    and shoes in a closet where they'd be waiting for him next week,
    then kissed him lightly on the cheek as she showed him to the door.
    "G'nite Tommy! See you tomorrow at the office!"


    Part 11.
    Tommy drove home, his eyes blurry from crying, his sore ass and
    the garter belt clips reminding him that all of this had been real,
    not just a perverse nightmare. Oh God! Kathy! How could Marie have
    done that to him? How could she have had the heart to invite his
    cousin over to see him like that, and to make him do all those
    things while she watched? How could he ever talk to her again after
    tonight? Her comment about stopping by on Saturday to see what
    Linda and the girls would do to him drove home the reminder that
    this wasn't a one shot deal. This wasn't just one horrible week for
    him to somehow survive. This was only the FIRST week! This was a
    life sentence, and every Tuesday from now on he'd be at Marie and
    Donna's mercy, subjecting himself to unimaginable indecencies and
    humiliations just to satisfy her perverse pleasure... And EVERY
    Saturday Linda would be over his house... And EVERY Wednesday he'd
    be at Carol's apartment... and so on, from now on! And Kathy said
    she might bring a friend over with her next Saturday to see him!
    His mind reeled as he tried to imagine who it could be and he
    shivered with shame at the thought of anybody else he knew seeing
    what those young girls were going to do to him!
    When he got home he nervously dashed into his house, removed the
    garter belt and stockings, and climbed into bed. As he laid there
    he thought about how all this had started exactly one week ago. One
    week ago tonight he had decided to stop into that tavern near his
    office for a few drinks and to kill a little time. He couldn't
    believe his good luck at being picked up and taken home by a
    beautiful, classy woman like Beverly. Could all this have happened
    to him in just seven days? Each day had taken him deeper and deeper
    until he found himself utterly trapped with no way out. Seven days
    later he was the abject slave to seven women, who used and degraded
    him beyond anything he could have ever imagined. He slept fitfully,
    waking several times with an erection. In the morning he showered
    and shaved. He even took a few minutes to shave his crotch. He felt
    that if he did this himself each morning he would avoid the
    humiliation of having it done for him in the evenings. He didn't
    realize it but he was already becoming conditioned to his slavery.
    When he arrived at work Marie was already there, chatting with
    Carol and telling her about the previous evening. Carol, too, was
    shocked that Marie had invited Tom's cousin Kathy over to see him
    humiliated, but Marie explained that she had had even more
    degrading plans for him but decided to hold off on several of them
    till next week.
    "You can't have any pity on him. He's just a pig. You've noticed
    him leering at us and staring at our asses every time we turn
    around. Well now it's our turn to see how HE likes being on
    display. Fortunately he doesn't like it at all! That makes it much
    more fun to humiliate him, and if bringing Kathy over to see him
    added to his shame then I think we should do a lot more of that
    sort of thing."
    She didn't even pause in her conversation as Tom walked in and
    sat at his desk. A few minutes later Louise came in and they all
    sat down and got to work. Any time Tom had to have any dealings
    with Marie he shivered as he saw her mocking smile. Tonight was
    Carol's night and he wondered what his fate would be at her hands.
    He stared at her as she got up and bent over to get some files and
    she looked back and caught him at it. He cringed a little as he saw
    her knowing smile that seemed to say "Go ahead, look all you want.
    Tonight is MY turn!"
    Needless to say, by the time noon had rolled around Louise had
    found some new excuse to strip and spank him. She made him duck-
    walk around the office with his hands on his head, pausing in front
    of each of the ladies and begging them to tug on his erect penis.
    When he was so hot that his teeth chattered Louise let him
    masturbate lying on his back on the floor with his knees spread
    wide and the soles of his feet pressing against each other. He felt
    so depraved doing this in the office, but it also made him hot to
    think that anyone could walk in and catch him like that!
    He squirted his seed into a kleenex, then Louise made him bend
    across each woman's desk for a few hard slaps before he was allowed
    to get dressed and go out to bring them back some lunch.
    At the end of the day he looked at Carol questioningly. She gave
    him her address and told him he could go home to change and eat but
    she wanted him at her apartment by 7:00pm sharp.
    Promptly at 7:00 he rang the bell at Carol's apartment. She
    opened the door and smiled as she let him in. She was dressed in a
    pullover and tight, tight jeans that were pulled up right into her
    crotch, and in the back separated her ass into two round globes.
    She looked fantastic! Her long, straight blonde hair hung down over
    her shoulders and her little breasts poked out through her top.
    Tommy had never been to her apartment before. It was rather small
    and sparsely decorated, but then again she was just out of school
    and only working for about six months.
    Tommy walked in self-consiously and Carol told him to sit down on
    the couch. She asked him if he had had a good time with Marie last
    night but he only gulped and looked down at his shoes. Carol
    giggled and said that Marie had described the evening to her and
    she guessed it must have been pretty degrading to him. She then
    told him not to worry, she didn't have anything like that planned
    for him tonight. In fact she didn't have anything planned at all.
    She just liked the idea of having a man at her disposal all evening
    to do anything she wanted. She then told him that Marie said to
    call her if Tommy wasn't cooperative, and she'd come right over.
    That little threat wasn't lost on him and he straightened up a
    little on the couch. Carol then admitted to him that until last
    Friday she had never seen a man completely nude before, let alone
    do the things he had done. She said that it embarrassed her at
    first but that she also found it rather stimulating, and pleasant.
    She told Tommy to stand up and slowly remove all of his clothing
    while she sat in the chair and watched him.
    This was a little tough, for Carol had always been rather shy
    herself and Tommy always went out of his way to impress her so she
    would look up to him. Now he was meekly following her orders to
    strip naked in her apartment so she could watch him.
    He slowly removed all of his clothes, folded them and put them in
    a pile. When he finally stood naked before her she made him stand
    with his legs slightly apart and his hands clasped behind his back
    as she looked hungrily at his limp dick.
    "What's the matter? You're not happy to see me?" she seemed
    disappointed. She then told him to sit down on the couch but to
    ease forward and lean back, slouching a bit. She made him spread
    his legs and throw one leg over the arm of the sofa, keeping his
    crotch spread wide for her.
    "Now stay like that for awhile. I'm going to change into
    something a little more comfortable and I want to find you just
    like this when I return."
    Tommy oggled her beautiful ass and legs as she got up and walked
    into the bedroom. His penis had already started to stiffen up a
    little.
    He stayed like that for about five minutes. When Carol returned,
    his dick sprang to attention almost instantly! She had changed into
    a little white Teddy nightgown! Her long smooth legs extended
    beautifully below the hem and her little nipples were visible
    against the nearly shear top! Tommy couldn't believe she even owned
    anything like that and he was sure no man had ever seen her in it
    before. She was definitely too shy for that but now she was taking
    advantage of the situation to wear it in front of Tommy.
    "Wow..." he gasped, quietly. He didn't even realize he said it
    but Carol heard him and smiled. Her nipples were pointing straight
    out at him and she was barefoot.
    Carol sat down in the chair directly opposite Tommy. "Do you like
    what you see?"
    "Oh... yes!" he said, licking his lips. She spread her legs apart
    just a little and then told him to look at her and begin
    masturbating.
    Tommy grabbed hold of his now throbbing cock and began slowly
    pumping it while she watched intently. His hips began rotating and
    he was breathing noisily through his teeth. Carol told him to keep
    it up but warned him that if he came, she would call Marie and
    they'd both whip his ass the rest of the night. Looks like shy
    little Carol had grown some teeth!
    As he sat there masturbating, careful to pause whenever he felt
    too close to the edge, Carol put her own hand in her little panties
    and began rubbing herself too. After awhile she pulled the material
    to the side, completely exposing her beautiful young pussy, nestled
    in a little downy patch of blonde hair. Tommy almost lost it right
    there! He had to stop and breathe heavily while his hips convulsed.
    He was so near the edge he didn't think he'd be able to pull back!
    Panic gripped him but to his relief he found himself slowly ebbing
    away from that dangerous precipice.
    Carol continued fingering herself. She was so wet that she
    glistened and her fingers began making small sucking noises as she
    worked them in and out, rotating her ass as she did so and offering
    little glimpses of her tiny anus.
    "Keep it up, Tommy. Don't stop, or you'll be sorry! Don't cum. I
    want you watching me, hot and ready all night, but I don't want you
    cumming. That's my job tonight!"
    Tommy groaned and began touching himself again. This time
    lightly. His cock jumped and leaked a stream of pre-seminal fluid
    down to his belly and he was terrified he wouldn't be able to keep
    from going over the edge.
    Carol began moaning, louder and louder, and then thrashing a bit
    on the chair. She threw her legs over each of the arm rests and
    suddenly stiffened, clenching her little butt cheeks tightly and
    moaning. Tommy could see a little liquid seeping out of her cunt
    and finally she was cumming. She threw her head back and moaned as
    she spasmed several times. Finally she exhaled and settled back
    down in the chair. Her eyes were half closed and she smacked her
    lips and said "Mmmmmmm... that was good!"
    Poor Tommy was going nuts! He wasn't allowed to cum but his body
    was screaming at him for release.
    "Don't you dare defy me, Tom!" she warned. An all-night whipping
    by Marie is not something you'll want to go through. And knowing
    her, you can just imagine that she'll invite some friends along to
    watch... some embarrasing friends?"
    Poor Tommy was frantic! He was now just barely touching his
    penis, but he was constantly only seconds away from a dangerous
    orgasm and he had to be soooo careful!
    Carol got up and walked over to him; swaggered was more like it.
    She swayed her hips sexily and confidently, smiling at him as he
    sat there, spread wide and dripping. She held her hand, the one
    that had been in her pussy, up to his face, right under his nose.
    She smeared a little bit of it under his nose and on his upper lip
    so he could smell her, then lowered it to his lips and made him
    lick her hand clean.
    He whimpered as he licked and begged her to let him cum, or at
    least to stop! Carol laughed at him and told him he could stop
    masturbating, but to remain spread like that so she could enjoy
    looking at him some more.
    Carol's confidence was boosted watching Tom shivering with lust
    for her, yet obeying her completely. How could she have been so
    impressed with him when she first started working at Venture? He
    looked so pathetic now, lying there with his legs spread wide and
    his penis poking straight up in the air! He was terrified of
    cumming, yet he wanted to so badly! And SHE was in complete
    control. She could let him cum if she wanted to, or make him sit
    there and suffer - all night if she wanted! And he would have to do
    anything she wanted! Right now she enjoyed seeing him helplessly
    teased and at her mercy. What a turn on!
    Carol got some potato chips and a Cola from the refrigerator,
    then turned on the TV set and sat down on the couch next to Tom.
    She told him to kneel down on the floor in front of her and put his
    forehead on the carpet and his buns in the air. "Open your legs
    wider so I can see your balls dangling while you kneel there!"
    Tommy obeyed her instantly and she then crossed her feet and
    placed them on his rump, using him as a footstool as she watch TV
    and snacked. When she saw something particularly funny she'd slap
    her feet against his butt while she laughed.
    After the show was over she started feeling horny again. This
    time she told Tommy to sit on the chair and throw is legs over each
    armrest while she took the sofa.
    Carol pulled her panties completely off and knelt on the sofa
    with her own ass on display to Tommy's eager eyes. She rubbed her
    ass and lifted one leg up so he could see her pussy. She then
    pulled the top of her Teddy off and turned around so she was
    sitting on the couch, completely naked, with her legs spread wide
    while she rubbed her tits and licked her lips. Tommy was forced to
    watch this and his dick was once again throbbing for release.
    Again she made him touch himself and watch her as she played with
    herself in front of him. She rubbed at her clit and rotated her
    hips, then stuck two fingers into her pussy and started frigging
    herself off. She would never have had the nerve to do this in front
    of a man, but she was having a ball teasing Tom and watching him
    gasp and buck his hips. He wanted her and that made her even
    hotter. She came twice more while Tommy sat there whimpering,
    lightly stroking his own penis and trying his best not to cum.
    After another half hour of this exquisite torture, Carol felt
    like a new woman. She was completely confident of her power over
    poor Tommy and decided to give him a reward.
    "Would you like to cum, Tom?"
    "Oh YES! Please Carol! I'm so hot I think I'm gonna burst. He was
    sniveling and she almost decided to change her mind and let him
    suffer some more, but she had a change of heart.
    "Get down on the floor. Sit there with your legs crossed and wait
    for me. And don't you dare touch yourself while you're waiting!"
    She walked into her bedroom and immediately began grabbing
    clothes from her closet and drawers. She had another wild fantasy
    she wanted to indulge and she tugged on a pair of pantyhose and put
    on her black skirt and blouse. She clipped on a pair of earrings
    and put her pearls around her neck. As a final touch she put on a
    little perfume then stepped into her heels and looked at herself in
    the mirror. She was pleased. In about two minutes she looked like
    she was ready to go out on the town! She quickly brushed her hair
    then walked back into the TV room.
    Tommy was still sitting there on the floor, his penis hard and
    pointing up and back towards his navel. Carol told him to spread
    his legs wide and bend his knees. She then stood right in front of
    him so that he could hunker there pathetically and gaze up at her,
    dressed to the teeth. This contrast made the situation seem even
    more bizarre to her and it added greatly to Tommy's shame as she
    looked down at him and ordered him to jerk himself off.
    Tommy grabbed hold of his erect shaft and began pumping
    furiously. Carol told him to look up at her and she gazed into his
    eyes and smiled at him as he sat there, naked and pathetic, and
    jacked himself off at her feet.
    It didn't take long for him to stiffen and groan and start
    spurting his seed all over the room. Some of it landed on the rug
    and a glob of it landed square on Carol's skirt. She was furious!
    She made him kneel before her and lick the cum spots off her skirt,
    then told him she was going to send him the dry cleaning bill. She
    made him get a damp cloth from the kitchen and clean the spots on
    the rug while she stood behind him, slapping his ass and belittling
    him for being so careless.
    When he finished, she told him he could dress and go home, but
    next week she wasn't going to be so easy on him! Marie had already
    talked to her about combining their days so the two women could
    have two whole days with Tommy. They might even make him take a
    day's vacation so he could stay at Marie's house. They would tie
    him so he couldn't touch himself and ask a couple of college
    students that Donna knew to stay with him to make sure he stayed
    aroused the whole day. They'd have a party the second night and
    invite many of Tom's friends over to see him in his disgrace. Well,
    that was down the road a bit but it was fun planning things they
    could do to him. For now, though, it was getting late and after she
    let Tommy out the door, Carol undressed and got into bed. In spite
    of the three orgasms she had already had that night she began
    rubbing herself off under the covers while she let her mind race
    through all the scenarios that she wanted to try. Having Tommy as
    a boyfriend would have been nice, but having him as her slave was
    turning out to be fantastic!

    Part 12.
    Tommy got up the next morning, showered and shaved, and somehow
    managed to drag himself into work. He couldn't believe he'd
    survived the week so far. Marie had been more cruel than he had
    ever imagined she could be, but his treatment at Carol's hands last
    night had been a real surprise. He had always shown off a little
    wherever Carol was concerned. He acted like he was her big brother
    as he took her under his wing, but he never missed a chance to
    oggle her young body in the office. He was dying to ask her out but
    he was too shy. He was afraid that if she said no then that would
    be the end of his chances. She was a frequent subject of his wet
    dreams and he'd undressed her in his mind a hundred times. Last
    night, however, Carol shocked both him and herself by the way she
    so easily handled him. She had worked him to such a fevered pitch
    of lust that he had gladly humiliated himself at her feet and cried
    tears of gratitude when she rewarded him by letting him cum!
    When he arrived in the office Carol was telling a wide-eyed Marie
    how she had made him cum at her feet, then forced him to lick his
    spunk from her skirt as she scolded him. When Carol told her about
    slapping his ass as he cleaned the cum spots from the rug Marie
    laughed hysterically and said "Oh my God! I never knew you had it
    in you! Well, good! I'm glad you've seen the light because now we
    can have a lot of good times with him together. Our two nights
    combined, in addition to having him at the office every day, means
    we'll get to use him more that any of the others do. I've got a lot
    of really good ideas I'd like to try out and I was hoping you'd
    want to go in on them with me."
    "Sounds great to me!" Carol said enthusiastically.
    Marie continued, "I still like the party idea. Maybe we can set
    it up for either next Wednesday or the Wednesday after that, at my
    place. I'll make the arrangements for Donna's friends to watch him
    during the day. We already spoke to them and since they're on
    summer vacation anyway they said they'd LOVE to keep him busy until
    we get home. I told them that they can do whatever they like to
    keep him aroused all day but they're not to let him cum! I want him
    literally boiling when the guests arrive. It'll be so much more
    humiliating for him to greet them with tears in his eyes and his
    little stiff prick dripping, especially when he sees who I'm
    inviting!"
    "Oh, you're so bad!" Carol giggled.
    "Donna and I will take care of the food and drinks. You can bring
    a salad or something and feel free to invite whomever you like.
    After all, it's your night too!"
    Tommy sat there in shock, not quite believing what he was
    hearing! Marie and Carol were talking about their plans for him as
    if he weren't even there! He didn't dare say a word. He already
    knew better than that, but listening to their dark plans and the
    way they giggled as they discussed them made him want to disappear
    under his desk. He shivered as he imagined what that horrible night
    would be like! Please God, don't let them do that to me!
    They stopped their chatter as soon as Louise came in, but when
    they glanced at each other again they got a case of the giggles.
    "What's going on here?" asked Louise.
    "Oh, nothing" said Marie. "We were just talking about Tom."
    Louise looked at Tom and noticed that his ears were bright red.
    She smiled at him and winked, which caused Carol and Marie to start
    giggling again.
    Needless to say, Tommy spent another miserable day at work.
    Louise had him in Mrs. Peterson's office again, stark naked and on
    his back on Gloria's desk, holding onto his ankles. She made him
    stay like that for most of the morning. It was a slow day and the
    three of them took turns going into the office to torment him.
    Marie voluntarily took off her nylons and used them to tie each of
    Tom's wrists to his ankles so he was spread wide open as he lay on
    the desk. She then took a pencil from Gloria's drawer and used the
    eraser end to start probing at his sensitive asshole. His anus was
    spread wide and as she poked the pink tip in further, the puckered
    walls grabbed onto it and held. Giggling, she moved the pencil in
    and out in very short teasing strokes while poor Tom's legs
    trembled and he begged her like a tied whore to let him cum. But
    she wouldn't relent! She'd see him getting close to the edge then
    she'd abruptly stop and laugh at him as he moaned and jerked his
    legs. She kept this up for about ten minutes while Louise and Carol
    took turns coming in to watch him squirm!
    "Quick! Someone's coming!" shouted Carol.
    Louise scurried back to her desk as Marie cautioned Tommy to be
    real quiet or they'd let whoever came into the office see him. She
    left the eraser tip still sticking in his asshole as she quickly
    closed the door about half way and walked to her desk.
    A man and a woman dressed in business suits entered the office
    and said they'd like to see Mrs. Peterson about some advertising
    space they were interested in buying. Louise told them that Gloria
    was not in but they could discuss the details with Marie.
    "If it's all right, we'd just as soon wait for Mrs. Peterson"
    said the woman, a little snottily, as she started to walk towards
    Gloria's half-opened door!
    "No! Ah, you see, Mrs. Peterson won't be back until Monday
    morning. Are you sure there isn't something I can do for you?"
    The woman had one hand on the door edge as she looked back at
    Marie. "Oh, well. Never mind. Please tell her that Carol Sanforth
    and Mike Bressler from ALPHA ONE were here. We'll call her on
    Monday and set up an appointment."
    Louise let out an audible sigh of relief as the woman turned and
    began walking back out the door. Carol and Marie began giggling
    uncontrollably after they left, and Marie said, in a loud, faked
    voice: "Then again, maybe we WILL just wait here in case she comes
    back early!" and she swung open the door, laughing as she saw Tommy
    close to tears, still tied there so shamefully on display with the
    pencil bobbing up and down from his asshole. He was sniffling as
    she laughed and began teasing him again by jiggling the pencil.
    "That was close!" breathed Louise.
    "Relax", said Marie. "If you're afraid to take chances you'll
    never have any fun. Besides, we would've found some way to talk our
    way out of this. Who knows, maybe the bitch woulda got turned on by
    the sight of Tommy here! It's not too late to call her back..."
    "That's OK. I'll pass on that one now" Louise said, regaining her
    composure and chuckling a little. She walked over and began
    fondling Tommy's bare ass as she looked into his eyes and said:
    "Poor little Tommy! We almost let that nasty woman see his little
    dick and asshole! Do you think she would have liked to play with
    you too? Or give you a little spanking?" She slapped his ass
    lightly as she said this and continued chuckling. Tommy was moaning
    as he looked at each of the faces of the women who were working him
    over. Carol stayed near the front door on lookout, but she could
    see what was going on in Gloria's office. Finally both women left
    him and returned to their desks. Marie left the pencil sticking out
    of his asshole and told him he'd be allowed to dress and work at
    his desk all afternoon if he was a good boy until noon. She left
    the door ajar and went back to her desk.
    A few more people came in that morning but Marie and Louise took
    care of them without incident. As Tommy squirmed on his back on
    Gloria's desk he nearly fainted each time he heard a new voice in
    the office. Finally at 12:00 Louise came in and untied him. He sat
    up and rubbed his sore limbs while the women wrote down their lunch
    orders. He dressed silently, took the list, and went out to pick up
    lunch. He spent the rest of the day at his desk, self-conscious and
    nervous. At 5:00 he got up, blushed as Carol and Marie told him to
    have a fun night, and drove home. Halfway home he began sobbing to
    himself in the car. What had become of his life? What had those
    women done to him? There was no escape... He couldn't imagine
    another week of this, yet he also reminded himself that this first
    week wasn't even done yet! He still had Karen to deal with tonight,
    then tomorrow night he'd be at Beverly's studio, squirming under
    her hand... if he was lucky! Then it would be Saturday again and
    Linda and her young friends would be back.... Oh God! Over and over
    again, getting worse and worse, deeper and deeper...
    When he got home, he parked his car and went into his house. Mrs.
    Whitford was sitting out on her porch but he kept his head down and
    pretended not to see her smiling down at him. He cleaned up and had
    a bite to eat. He was just clearing the dishes when the phone rang.
    He thought about not answering it, but the memory of his long night
    at the lake made him remember he had no choice. He picked up the
    phone and meekly said: "Hello?"
    "Hello Tommy!" Karen's voice giggled in his ear. "It's Thursday
    night! I want you at my place in 30 minutes, don't keep me
    waiting!" She gave him the address and directions and told him to
    hurry right over. Twenty-five minutes later he was parking his car
    in the visitor's lot of Karen's condo on the other side of town. He
    found the right unit and rang the bell. The door opened and Karen
    greeted him in a pair of very tiny shorts and a tank top. She had
    a can of beer in her hand and smiled as she let him in.
    "Karen, please... This has gone on long enough. You wouldn't
    believe what those crazies have been putting me through. I know
    you're a nice girl; can't we talk about this like adults?"
    Karen put her beer down on a small table then hauled back and
    slapped him full force across the face. She reached back and hit
    him a second time on the same cheek.
    "Owwwww!" he cried, startled. As he held his cheek he saw Karen's
    smile turn into a sneer.
    "I'm a nice girl?! You want to talk to me like an adult?! Down on
    your knees, this instant!" She swung her hand back again and held
    it poised, ready for another slap as she stared into his eyes with
    contempt. In an instant her mood had changed completely. Tommy
    dropped to his knees in front of her, still rubbing his smarting
    cheek.
    "Beverly called me this afternoon and gave me a complete rundown
    on what you've been through this week. I thought it was hilarious!
    Having your cousin Kathy see you over at Marie's must have been a
    real shocker, huh? Did you enjoy that? I just bet you did, you
    little pervert! And I just LOVED the pictures Beverly sent me of
    what those young girls did to you on Saturday! I laughed my ass
    off! And you have the nerve to call me a 'nice girl'! I have half
    a mind to slap your little ass all over this town tonight. I
    thought about bringing you into a lesbian bar tonight, all leashed
    and naked, and making you crawl around for the enjoyment of the
    clientele! Would you like that? Huh? Wiggling your little ass
    around while they drink and laugh at you? I could arrange it, no
    problem, except I'm afraid you might like it too much! Maybe next
    week... It'll give you something to think about all week!"
    "I-I'm s-sorry, Mistress Karen!" Tommy stuttered. She hadn't told
    him to refer to her as 'Mistress' but he didn't want her any
    angrier at him.
    She sneered at him when she heard his words and said: "Stay on
    your knees, you little shit, but I want you naked in 30 seconds, or
    I'll strip you myself. Only it won't be here! Now start!!"
    Tommy practically tore his buttons off as he removed his shirt.
    He pulled off his undershirt and kicked off his shoes. He undid his
    belt and pushed his pants down around his knees. Naturally, he
    wasn't wearing any underpants. He bunched the pants under his knees
    and pushed them back and off his legs. In a panic he pulled off his
    socks and knelt there completely naked just as Karen yelled "Time!"
    She looked down at him and nodded her head. "Looks like you just
    made it, little worm."
    Even as Tommy knelt there at her feet he couldn't help but be
    struck by her awesome beauty. Her dark hair was pulled back and her
    shorts showed off perhaps the loveliest legs he had ever seen. She
    stood there for a minute looking down at him with her hands on her
    hips and chuckling. Finally she bent over and lifted his semi-hard
    penis in her right hand.
    "What's this? I love the shave but your little dickie here can't
    decide if he's happy to see me or not. She began pulling on his
    penis. Almost immediately it stiffened right in her hand. He'd been
    teased all morning at the office and he had had no relief. Karen
    laughed as she felt him stiffen so quickly.
    "That's a good little dickie. Maybe Mistress Karen will have a
    little reward for you tonight, but first I want you to crawl over
    to that footstool by the chair. That's the one, yes. Now bend over
    it. Put your hands down at the sides and grab onto the legs on the
    other side."
    Karen guided him so that he was bent completely over the stool,
    with his head hanging down on one side and his ass raised up right
    over the middle of it. She then took some white clothesline she had
    ready and tied his wrists to the legs of the stool. She made him
    spread his thighs wide and straddle the rear of the stool. She took
    more rope and proceeded to tie his knees to each of the back legs
    of the stool. This left him bent over with his knees spread wide
    and his ass pointing up and back at her. His asshole was presented
    to her, wide open and vulnerable. His butt cheeks clenched as she
    ran her fingers lightly along the gully of his ass and he moaned a
    little as she touched his puckering little hole.
    Karen laughed then straightened up and walked over to the dining
    room table. Tommy lifted his head to watch her and he gasped aloud
    when he saw her pick up what looked like a black riding crop! She
    walked back towards him, flexing the shaft of the crop and looking
    at Tommy as he continued staring at every movement of the crop. She
    could tell that he was petrified and his fear was giving her a
    rush!
    Karen stood right beside him and lightly let the crop touch his
    asscheek. Tommy clenched again and stiffened. "Oh no... not yet"
    she taunted him. "I've got to play with you a little first." She
    chuckled evilly as she continued lightly brushing his ass with the
    crop. First one spot, then a pause, then a little swish in the air
    accompanied by another cruel chuckle. She ran the edge of the crop
    along his stretched open asscrack, then lightly tapped him on the
    underside of his cheeks again. The entire time she taunted him,
    saying "Ah yes... you like this, don't you. Sure you do. I'm going
    to make you so happy tonight! I'm going to whip your ass all night
    long, whip you till you scream! Don't worry, the walls of this
    condo are soundproofed, besides, it's an end unit and our only
    neighbors are in Brussels for the summer. You're all mine tonight,
    little worm! I'm gonna whip your little ass red! But that's what
    you really want, isn't it? Tell me that you want me to whip your
    ass..."
    "No, please M-mistress Karen. Please don't do it..."
    <KKK-R-A-C-K!!!> (Yeeooowwwwww!) The whip cracked with tremendous
    force against his exposed ass, causing Tommy to howl in pain. He'd
    never felt anything like that before; not when she birched him at
    the lake, not when Louise used the ruler on his ass at work. This
    was an incredible, searing pain that immediately brought huge tears
    to his eyes and made him twist impossibly against the ropes that
    held him.
    "Don't lie to me! Tell me you want to be whipped! Tell me, or
    I'll strip all the skin off you! Tell me!!". Karen was raging now.
    She swung again as hard as she could and again Tommy screamed at
    the top of his lungs. He was sobbing uncontrollably. "Yes <sniff>,
    yes... I really w-want you to whip me. P-please whip me, Mistress
    Karen..."
    "That's more like it" she sneared. Her lip curled a little as she
    looked down at his doomed behind. She continued thrashing him with
    the crop while he squirmed and pleaded.
    "Please, no more! No more!" he coughed and sobbed as she slapped
    him again and again. He felt as if his ass were on fire. He was
    sure that his skin was being cut to bloody ribbons. In reality,
    however, the crop did no physical damage other than reddening his
    ass to a bright rosy glow. After the 50th swat his ass was actually
    shiny, yet she continued thrashing him.
    "<crack!> Yeowwww!.. <crack!> Owwwwww... <crack!> Please!!"
    After about 75 swats she finally stopped, her chest heaving with
    the exertion and her own pussy on fire with the heat. Tommy had
    been reduced to a sobbing mass. He couldn't see for the tears in
    his eyes. When she untied him and let him fall to the floor he
    pressed both of his hands against his burning asscheeks and held
    them, crying and twitching. She told him to kiss her feet and thank
    her for the whipping or she'd do it all over again and he
    practically wrapped himself around her long legs, kissing her feet
    loudly and sobbing his gratitude for the whipping. Karen then sat
    down and spread her legs. She told Tommy to kiss her pussy and lick
    it through her shorts. Tommy struggled to his knees and began
    alternately kissing the vee of her shorts and licking the soft
    material between her legs while she watched him and laughed.
    After a few minutes of this she pushed his head away, then
    unbuttoned and wriggled out of her shorts. She wore no panties. She
    spread her legs wide and pulled her knees back. She told Tommy that
    she wanted to feel his tongue inside her asshole, licking her until
    she told him to stop. She cooed in ecstasy as she felt his cool wet
    tongue trying to work its way into her tight little rosebud. He was
    still sobbing from the whipping and his sniffles tickled her thighs
    as he licked away. She began rotating her hips and grinding her ass
    into his face but he continued licking as if his life depended on
    it! After ten minutes of this she pulled his head up a little and
    directed his tongue into her sopping wet crotch. She held his head
    firmly in place as she came in his face, again and again, warning
    him to keep licking and swallowing.
    "Oh... YESSS!" she cried, her knees now wrapped around his ears
    and her hands pushing against the back of his head. "Use that
    tongue of yours! Keep licking me, you little bastard! Don't you
    dare stop!"
    After her fourth of fifth orgasm she finally relaxed her grip on
    his head. She lowered her legs, sighed heavily, and leaned her head
    back against the sofa back with her eyes closed. Tommy fell to the
    floor at her feet, still clutching onto her ankles. His face was
    slimy from her cum as he pressed his lips to her shoes and
    continued giving her little kisses while he regained his composure.
    Karen sighed again, stretched her limbs catlike and gazed down at
    the pitiful form that was wrapped around her ankles.
    "Not bad, little worm. I guarantee that you're going to become an
    expert cunt licker. I'm certainly going to look forward to Thursday
    nights from now on!"
    She kicked him lightly and told him to roll over onto his back
    with his arms and legs spreadeagled. Tommy scampered to obey.
    "Now it's time to take care of little dickie!" she cooed. Karen
    stood up and stood directly over him, her legs straddling Tom's
    chest. She kicked off her shoes and slowly began stripping off her
    clothes till she was completely nude. She then slithered down till
    she was sitting on his chest, smiling at him as he lay there
    trembling. She slowly slid back till she was kneeling between his
    thighs then bent her head and gave Tom's still throbbing cock a
    long slow lick, from the base to just under the head.
    "Ohhhhh..." Tom moaned. He writhed a little but remembered to
    keep his arms and legs stretched out. Karen continued licking his
    cock with long, deliberate swipes of her silky tongue. She flicked
    her tongue across his balls and smiled as she watched him twitch
    and moan. She licked back up the shaft and then took the head of
    his penis between her lips, still using her tongue to flick away at
    the sensitive glans below the head. Tommy began moaning louder and
    twisting. He jumped a little as she swallowed his whole shaft into
    her mouth and began pumping her head up and down the shaft, holding
    the base with one hand and tickling his balls with the fingernails
    of her other hand.
    "Tell me, Tommy. Did anyone fuck you during the week?"
    "N-n-ooo-ooo" Tom moaned, sucking air through his teeth then
    licking his lips.
    Without another word Karen released his cock. She then crawled
    forward, dragging her tits against the poor young man's chest and
    tantalizing his thighs with her own furry pussy. When she was head
    to head with him, looking down into his face, she reached under her
    and grabbed hold of his penis. She carefully guided it till it was
    resting just inside of her pouting cunt lips. She stayed like that
    for a few seconds, moving up and down only a fraction of an inch,
    teasing him nearly out of his mind. Then, with a single thrust she
    lowered herself onto him, consuming his entire shaft within her
    greedy cunt.
    "Ohhhhhh!" Tommy moaned again. So this was it! He was actually
    getting laid! The feel of Karen's wet cunt completely enveloping
    him and moving up and down felt completely different from anything
    he had ever done before. It felt GREAT!
    "So, after all that's happened to you this past week you managed
    to stay virgin! Well you're not a virgin anymore. I'm plucking your
    cherry, little worm. Do you like it?"
    "Oh YES Mistress Karen! Unngh! Oooooh... Thank you Mistress
    Karen!"
    Karen continued moving her hips up and down along his shaft. She
    leaned down and held one of her tits to his lips.
    "Suck the nipple, little worm. Suck it! That's it. Gently, little
    worm. Now lick it. Ahhh, yes. That's it. I'm going to train you
    well, little worm. That's it. Such a hungry little baby!"
    Tommy was so hot by now that he was ready to shoot his load in
    the first minute, but Karen kept a close watch on him and varied
    her strokes, keeping him seconds away from his orgasm. Tommy's hips
    began thrusting upward now, meeting her own. Nature was taking over
    and he humped upwards as he continued sucking and licking the
    offered nipple.
    "Oh, please Mistress Karen. Please let me cum! Please!"
    Karen smiled as she watched him beg beneath her. Finally, as she
    felt her own orgasm coming upon her, she clenched her butt muscles
    and bore down on his dick. She began vibrating, right on the edge
    herself. Tommy let out a large gasp, his limit finally reached, and
    he began shooting his seed deep into her. He felt his balls squeeze
    as spurt after spurt of cum was fired deep into her. This triggered
    Karen's own orgasm and they both began thrashing and rocking
    against each other, moaning and churning. Tommy wrapped his arms
    around Karen's back then cupped her ass as he continued pumping.
    Finally, both of them spent, Karen collapsed onto his chest and
    breathed heavily.
    "Ohhh, Mistress Karen!!! Thank you, Mistress Karen. Thank you!
    Ooooh, I LOVE you Mistress Karen. I love you so much!" Tommy was
    babbling but Karen lifted herself off him and smiled down at him as
    he continued proclaiming his undying love for her. She loved
    virgins!
    "That's fine, little worm. I'm glad you love me so much." Karen
    slowly stood up and watched the pitiful creature at her feet
    continue to writhe. He looked up at her with slavish devotion in
    his eyes as he cupped his own balls with one hand.
    She kicked at his hand and screamed "Didn't I tell you to keep
    your hands and legs stretched out straight? Didn't I?"
    "Y-es, Mistress Karen." He immediately stretched out again"
    "You're DEFYING me! You say you love me and then you defy me! Get
    up. Up!! Don't stand, little worm. Get on your knees. Stick that
    ass back up in the air. Crawl over to the corner and stick your
    head in it, on the floor! Hurry up!!"
    Karen walked over till she stood directly behind the trembling
    young man. She had the crop in her hand again and her eyes flashed
    with anger, and lust.
    "So, you say that you love me?"
    "Y-YES, Mistress Karen."
    "If you love me then be prepared to love this little whip here,
    because I love IT! Kiss it, little worm. Kiss it and tell me how
    much you love me."
    "I love you, Mistress Karen" Tommy's voice shook with fear as he
    pressed his lips against the leather crop.
    Karen laughed, then swung back and cracked him hard against the
    ass with it.
    "Oooowwwwwwww!!!" Tommy literally jumped off both knees. His ass
    was so sensitive from the earlier whipping that he thought he would
    faint from the first crack.
    "Don't you dare move, little worm!" She looked around then picked
    up the discarded rope from the floor. She knelt down and tied his
    wrists together beneath him. She then looped the cord around his
    thighs just above his knees, holding him immobile. She stood up
    then laughed at him.
    "You look all trussed up, little worm. Like a little piggy about
    to get your bare ass roasted till you squeal! Ha-ha-ha-ha!!!"
    She continued laughing as she thrashed him with the crop, over
    and over again. She hit the same exact spot on one cheek about ten
    times in a row while Tommy screamed and cried. She rotated from
    side to side, then used one hand to pull one of his cheeks further
    apart from the other, digging her fingers painfully into the flesh
    and stretching his ass completely open. She took careful aim and
    slapped the tip of the crop right onto his anus! Again and again!
    Tommy was nearly hysterical with tears.
    "Squeal for me, little piggy. Squeal!!"
    Tommy barely heard her words through his own sobs. He made an
    effort to stop his choking sobs and yelled: "Whhheeee...
    Whhheeeee!" Karen laughed as she continued thrashing him. "Louder,
    little piggy, louder!"
    "Whhheeee! Whhheee! Owwwwwwww!!!!" He cried and squealed at the
    same time while Karen laughed and continued thrashing him. It
    seemed to go on forever. Finally, however, she stopped. Tommy
    continued squealing and crying as she stared at him. She was
    trembling as she watched him. She pulled him back away from the
    corner and turned him around, still trussed. Her own face was
    flushed with excitement and she sat down on the floor and spread
    her legs open in front of him. Her pussy was burning!
    "Lick me, little piggy! Lick it good, or God have pity on you!
    Now!!"
    Tommy pressed his face between her thighs. His own ass was on
    fire and he was still choking from his sobs as he buried his face
    as deeply as he could into her crotch and licked for all he was
    worth.
    "Ohhh! YES! YES! Keep licking!" Karen was practically crying
    herself. She thrashed her head back and forth and buried her hands
    in his hair, pushing his face deeper into her. She stiffened and
    held his head so tightly between her thighs that he thought she was
    going to break his neck, but he didn't dare stop licking. She
    shivered and went completely stiff then spasmed wildly, rocking
    back and forth and gasping as she came, again and again. Tommy
    licked it up and drank her juices, making loud sucking sounds.
    Karen was clicking off orgasms like a machine gun, one after
    another till her body finally relaxed. She moved her head a little
    from side to side, then licked her lips and actually fell asleep.
    Tommy was still tied with his face buried in her snatch. Her slimy
    ooze was sticking all over his face but he didn't dare move an
    inch. Karen woke up about a half hour later, started to stretch and
    smiled when she saw Tommy still pressed against her crotch.
    She slowly got to her feet then began untying him. She helped him
    to stand up as his legs were very stiff, then she got a tissue and
    began giggling as she wiped her juices away from his eyes. His face
    was completely covered with the sticky goo and she made him lick
    his lips as far as his tongue could reach.
    "Put your clothes on and go home, Tommy, but don't wipe that cum
    off your face till you get in the car."
    As Tommy dressed, Karen stretched out lazily on the chair and
    watched him, smiling very contentedly.
    "Don't forget next week Tommy... the lesbian bar, remember? I
    think you deserve a reward so I'm going to show you off. I know how
    much you'll like that!"
    Tommy groaned and Karen just laughed as she stood up and showed
    him to the door. She gave him a little pat on the ass as she closed
    the door behind him. Tommy walked to the visitors' lot and got into
    his car. As soon as he shut the door he got some tissue from the
    glove compartment and began cleaning his face. In spite of all she
    had done to him tonight, he still loved her! God, she was
    beautiful! The most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and he had
    gotten laid tonight! He thought about what this crazy woman was
    going to do to him next week though, and he shuddered. Oh God! A
    whole bar full of women who despised men! And he was going to be on
    his hands and knees, crawling around naked at the end of a leash
    while they all laughed at him! Oh God, how humiliating! He sniffled
    a bit, then started up the car and drove home. He tried not to
    think about it, but couldn't help picturing himself at their
    mercy...

    Part 13.
    Marie was sitting at her desk when Tom arrived at the office on
    Friday morning. She smiled at him and asked him how his night with
    Karen had gone.
    "Oh, fine" Tommy mumbled, keeping his head down. When he glanced
    up he saw that Marie was grinning at him like the cat that ate the
    canary. About 10 minutes later Carol showed up and Marie excitedly
    filled her in on her plans:
    "OK, the party's all set up for next Wednesday at my place! Donna
    called her friends up, the college girls who will be watching Tommy
    for us during the day, and they said Wednesday would be fine."
    "Great!" said Carol. "Next week is OK for me too. As a matter of
    fact I was getting a little excited thinking about it last night
    and I'd just as soon do it as soon as possible. I think I'll bring
    along one of my friends, if you don't mind. I know she'll get a
    kick out of this."
    "Sure, bring whomever you want. Listen to this!! I talked to his
    cousin Kathy on the phone last night and told her about the party.
    She got all psyched up and suggested a really good idea! She said
    she can contact a few of the girls that Tom went to High School
    with and she thinks they'll come!"
    "Wow!" Carol exclaimed. "That's gonna be some reunion!"
    "Oh no!!!" Tommy gasped. "Please, PLEASE, don't do that to me! I
    couldn't bear the shame of them seeing me like that! PLEASE don't
    do that!" Tommy was whining and looking around like a scared
    rabbit.
    "Shut up, you little creep! I don't want to hear a word out of
    you. The whole idea of this party is to have some fun and I'm gonna
    have a ball seeing you crawling around in your little garters and
    stockings while those girls laugh their asses off at you! After
    those college girls get through tantalizing you all afternoon
    you'll be STEAMING and more than willing to wiggle your butt and
    show your little asshole to our guests! Kathy said that there was
    one particular girl who you and your buddies used to tease in
    school. She said you'd probably know who she was talking about.
    Anyway, Kathy thought it would be just the greatest thing to get
    her to come to the party and see how you turned out! She made a few
    phone calls last night and called me back to say that she'd already
    talked to a couple of the girls she remembered and they said they'd
    be there. She thinks that by the end of the weekend she can get at
    least a half dozen of them!"
    "Oh no...!!" Tom wailed.
    "That is going to be soooo cool!" said Carol. "What kind of stuff
    are you gonna make him do?"
    "I don't know yet, but you can be sure that at least some of
    those girls are gonna wind up with Tommy across their knees for a
    good spanking! Hell, I may even give him to one of them to take
    home after the party! I'll bet SHE won't have any trouble thinking
    of things to do all night! Ha-ha-ha!"
    Carol giggled, "That's not a bad idea, or, we could have an
    auction, just like a real slave auction, and the high bidder can
    have him for the night!"
    "Now you're getting into it Carol!" Marie beamed. "I also called
    Beverly and she said she could fix us up with a fresh copy of that
    video tape she gave us to watch last week. I'm sure his high school
    sweethearts will get a real kick out of watching him begging Linda
    and her friends for a spanking! That tape was a classic. We can
    have the auction right afterwards!"
    "Oh please, no! Please...." Tommy shook his head back and forth
    in misery and sniffed. They wouldn't really do that to him, would
    they? He knew the girl they were talking about. Franny despised
    him, and with good reason. He and his friends used to ridicule her
    and tell jokes about her because she was a little overweight and
    had enormous tits for her age. It was all in fun. The thought of
    Franny and some of the other girls he knew back then all grown up
    and watching him crawl around the floor of Marie's apartment in
    garters and a maid's cap..... Oh God! And Donna and Kathy and God-
    knows-who-else would be there! It was going to be a party and he
    was going to be royally humiliated in front of all of them! Marie
    and Carol were snickering as they watched the shock on his face.
    "That's right, Tommy. They'll all be there and you can't IMAGINE
    the shameful things we're going to make you do! You better make
    sure you're nice and clean because your ASS is going to be the
    center of attraction all night long! We'll show your movie over and
    over again and you'll crawl to each of your friends and squirm
    around at their feet till they laugh at you and slap your ass!
    It'll be a reunion neither you nor they will ever forget! I'm
    getting wet just thinking about it! Hahahaha!"
    "Oh p-l-e-a-s-e, don't do this to me.... " Tommy held his head in
    his hands and sobbed while Marie and Carol laughed and teased him.
    When Louise came in she grabbed the sobbing Tommy by the ear and
    pulled him into Gloria's office. She began stripping him down. She
    undid his belt and let his pants drop around his ankles. She
    continued undressing him with one hand while walloping his bare ass
    with the other. Tommy continued sobbing and pleading with her to
    stop but she kept whacking him and pulling the rest of his clothes
    off.
    Marie took it upon herself to pick up the phone and call Dr.
    Sorenson's office downstairs. The dentist wouldn't be in for
    another hour but his receptionist and dental assitant were usually
    there by 8:00. When Cindy answered the phone Marie told her to
    leave the phone off the hook and come upstairs FAST if she wanted
    a good laugh! She could bring Nancy along too if she wanted.
    Meanwhile, Louise now had Tommy stripped down bare and was still
    slapping his ass with one hand as she pulled his belt free of its
    loops. She folded the belt in her hand and used it to whip at his
    small buttocks as she commanded him to lie down on the floor, face
    down. Just then Cindy and Nancy arrived, having run up the stairs
    as quickly as they could.
    "So what's the big surp.... Oh my God!!! I don't believe it!"
    Cindy's jaw dropped and Nancy covered up her face with both hands
    and shook her head, not quite believing what she was seeing. Tommy
    was still lying face-down on the floor and Louise made him lift his
    ass up as high as he could get it. She then made him use his arms
    and elbows to drag himself back into the main office while she hit
    his ass with the belt and warned him to keep it up high. When he
    got back in amongst the other women she made him crawl right to
    Cindy and Nancy. He had to grab onto Cindy's white-stockinged
    ankles and then kiss her shoes.
    "Look up at her! I want her to see the face of the bad little boy
    we have working here! That's it! Wiggle your ass a little for her!
    More! Oh yeah!"
    Tommy was practically numb from the shame. He looked up at the
    amused face of the receptionist and wiggled his ass like a happy
    puppy, but his eyes were sad and his cheeks wet.
    "Now do it for Nancy. We don't want her to feel left out. That's
    right, lick her shoes Tommy. Now wiggle your ass and look up at
    her!"
    Both womem were still shocked and nervously giggled as they
    watched the nude young man crawl around at their feet and obey the
    most degrading orders. Marie made him flip over onto his back and
    lift and spread his legs into a wide "V". While the five women
    watched in amusement, Tommy had to slap his own ass while rotating
    his hips in a big circle.
    "How on earth do you get him to do these things?" Cindy asked,
    not taking her eyes off the lewd spectacle before her.
    "It's easy. He LOVES humiliating himself in front of women! It
    really turns him on! Is there anything you'd like to do to him, or
    see him do? Sorenson'll be in the office within an hour so now's
    your chance!"
    "Gee... I don't know. This is too much just watching him spank
    himself.... Say! Could he, like, 'touch himself'? You know, jerk
    off a little?"
    Marie told Tommy to stop what he was doing and to stand up. When
    he did, he felt quite embarrassed to be standing stark naked at eye
    level with the room full of dressed women. Cindy and Nancy were in
    their white uniforms while Carol and Marie were as sexy as ever.
    Tommy stood there looking down at his feet. He couldn't meet their
    laughing eyes as they stood around him.
    Marie told him to spread his legs about two feet apart and bend
    his knees a little so that his ass was sticking out. She then told
    him to grab hold of his cock with his right hand and start jacking
    himself off! Cindy was astonished! Nancy giggled but didn't say a
    word. Her eyes devoured the lurid sight before her.
    As Cindy and Nancy stepped forward to get a closer look, Louise
    told him to rotate his hips while he was jacking off and look both
    women in the eye so he could see them laughing at him. Tommy moaned
    in shame but obeyed her. Marie motioned for the women to sit down
    in chairs while they watched Tommy gyrate his hips and jerk off.
    She told Tommy to flick his tongue from side to side like a lizard
    and moan for the women so they'd know he was enjoying himself.
    "See? I TOLD you he liked doing this. Tommy, wouldn't you just
    LOVE for Cindy or Nancy to give you a real good spanking on your
    bare ass? Well?"
    "Y-yes Ma'am" Tommy stuttered.
    "Well then SAY it, boy! Don't look at me... look at them and say
    it!" Marie giggled as she saw the mixture of lust and shame in
    Tommy's face.
    "Cindy and Nancy.... I'd love for you to... g-give me a
    spanking... err... right on my b-bare ass...."
    All of the women were laughing now. Carol was wiping tears from
    her eyes and snorting. Cindy had a grin on her face from ear to
    ear. She stood up and walked over behind Tommy. Her eyes travelled
    down to his rotating hips and she lightly ran her fingers over
    their smooth surface, keeping pace with his movements. She began
    lightly slapping his ass with one hand while feeling his back,
    waist and outer thighs with the other. She smacked her lips as she
    continued slapping his twisting ass.
    "Keep it up, Tommy!" Marie warned. "Don't you dare stop or we'll
    march you out into the hall this way!"
    Tom began pumping even harder and moaning louder as Cindy
    continued slapping his lower cheeks. Nancy still sat in her chair.
    Her cheeks were flushed from embarrassment. She couldn't believe
    that Tom would subject himself to this treatment. She covered her
    mouth and shook her head in disbelief but her eyes stayed riveted
    on the incredibly sexy scene before her. Inside she knew she wanted
    to be rubbing and slapping Tom's ass just like Cindy was doing, but
    she'd never have the nerve.
    All of a sudden Tom went stiff. From force of habit he yelled out
    "P-p-l-e-a-s-e, I'm cum-ming! Please, let me cum, please!!"
    "No Tommy, hold it right there!" Marie yelled out, knowing inside
    he was already past the point of no return.
    Tommy groaned "Aaaaagghhh! I'm s-sorry!" and started shooting his
    seed all over the office floor. Six, seven, eight spurts of hot
    white spunk flew out from the tip of his cock, then he continued
    pumping blanks and convulsing while he cried "I'm s-sorry... I'm
    sorry... please, I couldn't stop!" He dropped to his knees
    sniffling, knowing he was doomed...
    "Why you filthy little piglet! Just look what you did! You should
    be ashamed of yourself for having so little control. Get down there
    and lick up every bit of your disgusting spunk from our nice clean
    floor! Hurry up! Cindy and Nancy have to be going soon!"
    Tommy got down on his hands and knees and began licking his cum
    off of the short gray office carpet. Carol and Marie walked around
    pointing out spots to him. He'd crawl to the spot and lick it dry,
    giving the other women a view of his bare ass, parted wide above
    the soles of his feet. He kept sniffling "I'm sorry. I'm really
    sorry!" as he shuffled from spot to spot. Cindy and Nancy both
    thought they'd die from laughing as they watched this latest
    spectacle. Finally Cindy said that they had better get back
    downstairs before the doctor came in and found them both missing.
    Marie told her that she'd call them up again the next time Mrs.
    Peterson was going to be away and they could come back up and
    visit.
    "Oh, this was great! See ya later Tommy! Bye!"
    Both women waved and trotted down the stairs to their own office.
    Tommy could hear their laughing begin to disappear as they got to
    the bottom of the stairs.
    Marie was quite pleased. "That was fantastic! Y'know. I love
    showing him off like that. It humiliates him so much..." Then, to
    Tommy: "I told you we'd get even with you for all those times we
    caught you staring at our asses, didn't I? Now, how do YOU like
    having YOUR ass stared at, huh boy?" Marie gave him a stinging slap
    on his ass which caused him to jump, then she sat down at her desk
    and started hummimg a little tune as she shuffled through her
    papers.
    Louise wasn't quite through yet. She knew that Gloria would be
    back in the office on Monday morning so she wanted to enjoy this
    last full day as much as possible. She told Tommy to crawl back
    into Gloria's office. She then shut the door and knelt down behind
    him. Slowly she began rubbing his ass and thighs, speaking softly
    to him as if he were a skittish horse. She rubbed and patted his
    rump, occasionally letting her hand slip though his legs to cup his
    dangling balls. In spite of himself, Tom began getting hard again.
    He rolled his hips as Louise continued fondling him all over.
    Finally, when he was once again rock hard, Louise made him lie down
    on his back with his arms and legs spreadeagled on the floor. She
    licked her lips as she wrapped her own hand around his throbbing
    pole and began stroking him off, very slowly. Tommy squirmed and
    moaned but Louise kept the slow rhythm, pausing occasionally to
    watch him twitch. She'd flick a single finger under his swollen
    glans, then continue the slow tormenting strokes.
    "That's right, beg for it Tommy! Come on, boy. Beg me nice and
    sweet or I'll keep you on the edge all morning. The girls can
    handle the phones. Come on boy, beg me real nice."
    Tommy squirmed and his toes clenched tightly as he began to beg
    Louise to let him cum.
    "Oh yeah, that's right! Keep begging me! It's like music to my
    ears! Tell me how hot you are. Beg me real nice and maybe I'll let
    you cum. If not, you'll squirm like this until noontime! Come on
    boy..."
    "Please! I'm right near the edge! Please let me cum! Please!"
    "OK, boy. You can cum. Use both of your hands and pump your
    little dick till you cum! That's right. Ooooh yeah! Look at him
    curl those toes! Lift your legs a little and keep pumping with both
    hands. Yummmm! You look delicious, boy.... good enough to eat! Oh
    yeah, I could roast you on a spit and just eat you up! Keep
    pumping... yeah, moan some more! Oh yeah, I'm gonna make you do
    this for me whenever Gloria's away from the office... Next month
    she's going on vacation for two weeks! You're gonna be squirming in
    here and pumping that little dick of yours every day. Won't Cindy
    and Nancy be happy! Come on, boy. Jack it off! Lift your legs a
    little higher... come on... come on... come on..."
    Finally Tom felt his balls itch and he stiffened and began
    squeezing off shot after shot of cum. There wasn't as much of it
    this time, but he jerked around as much as he did earlier in the
    main office. When he was through he just collapsed on the floor,
    gasping for breath.
    "Wonderful!" Louise clapped her hands in delight. "With a little
    more practice, you're gonna be real good at this!" She snickered as
    she turned and opened the office door.
    "Stay there and rest for a little while, then put your clothes on
    and get back to your desk."
    For the rest of the day Tom worked at his desk, answering phones
    and talking to clients. Every so often Louise or Marie would find
    some excuse to have him bend across their desk and lower his pants
    for a few hard slaps, after which he'd pull his pants back up and
    get back to his desk. They giggled at him as they watched him
    fidgit uncomfortably in his chair.
    Cindy popped in right after lunch for a few minutes to chat with
    the girls and she winked at Tommy as he sat there in his shirt and
    tie. His face was a bright red blush. Marie showed her a couple of
    the pictures she had that Linda had taken on Saturday and both
    women laughed as they made comments about how cute he looked in his
    little bonnet and what naughty things he was doing to himself in
    the crib. Tom sniffled a bit, but didn't say a word in response.
    The afternoon crawled by with only a few minor incidents.
    At about ten minutes to five, Beverly showed up in the office.
    All three of the women greeted her warmly and they chatted for
    awhile. Beverly wanted to know if Tommy was behaving properly at
    the office and Louise said he was doing fine but that he didn't
    seem to be enjoying himself.
    Beverly gave Tom a little disappointed shake of her head and
    promised Louise that she'd see a more EAGER Tommy next week. With
    that she opened her pocketbook and took out Tom's collar and leash.
    "NO, NO. Please! Not here!" he whined. Beverly dropped her jaw in
    shock and looked at him fiercely:
    "There's that NO word again! You'll pay dearly for that, little
    man." She slapped him on the ass through his pants a couple of
    times then put the collar around his neck and attached the leash to
    it. She walked ahead of him and used the leash to lead him out of
    the office, down the stairs, and out into the parking lot to his
    car. He walked a pace behind her the entire way. A couple of people
    saw this strange procession and stared in bewilderment. Nancy was
    getting into her car as she saw them walk by and she smiled at
    Tommy and told him to have a nice weekend. Her eyes followed the
    curves of the statuesque brunette in the business suit who was
    leading him. "Yes" she mumbled to herself. "I'm sure you'll have a
    WONDERFUL weekend!" She giggled and got into her car.
    Beverly led Tom to his car and told him to get in behind the
    wheel. She got in on the passenger side and proceeded to give him
    directions to her studio, which was only a few blocks away.
    They arrived at a single story brick building that housed several
    small businesses: a real estate office, travel agent, and a
    photographic studio. The studio belonged to Beverly. It was also
    where she did her graphic work and she had a small office for
    conducting business. They parked the car and Beverly led Tom
    inside.
    Once inside, Beverly immediately ordered Tommy to strip from head
    to toe. She sat down in a large leather office chair and watched
    him disrobe. When he was through she made him kneel upright before
    her with his hands together in front of his chest in a begging
    position while she folded her arms and looked at him.
    "You've had an interesting first week, Tommy. I've kept tabs on
    your activities. I was particularly delighted with Linda's
    treatment of you last Saturday. That young girl is very impressive.
    She's got some real interesting activities planned for you
    tomorrow!" Beverly paused to chuckle. "I was also quite impressed
    with Marie. That young woman has a bit of a cruel streak in her,
    though. I'd be careful not to cross her if I were you. I heard
    about her plans for the party on Wednesday night. I'll bet you
    can't wait for that! Imagine, having those girls you went to High
    School with, all grown up and watching you roll around the floor,
    masturbating and slapping your ass... Hahahaha!"
    Tommy turned scarlet and closed his eyes.
    "Anyway, we seem to have a small problem. Marie told me that you
    were slow to obey her on several occasions last Wednesday, and even
    embarrassed her with your stubborness in front of her guests. I
    guess you know that means we've got to take a little ride this
    evening and you'll be spending another LONG night at the lake..."
    "Oh, please, Mistress Beverly! Please! Have mercy on me! I'd die
    if you did that to me! I'm so sorry. It's just that I wasn't ready
    for the things she made me do, and when my cousin showed up at her
    house I kinda panicked. But I did everything she told me to!
    Honest! Please give me another chance. I PROMISE I'll do better
    next time! Please Mistress! Please!"
    Tommy had tears running down his cheeks as he knelt before her
    and begged. Beverly looked regal and hard as she sat there and
    casually tapped a clear plastic ruler in her hand. She considered
    his plea for a moment then said:
    "I'm afraid it's out of my hands this time Tommy. I told you what
    would happen if I got even a single complaint. Marie complained and
    I've got to follow through. I tell you what I'll do, though. We'll
    call Marie on the phone and you can ask her to give you another
    chance. If she doesn't agree then I'm afraid I'll have no choice in
    the matter." Beverly reached over to her desk and picked up the
    phone.
    "You had better hope she went straight home after work." Beverly
    added ominously as she began to dial.
    Tommy held his breath as he watched Beverly sit there examining
    her nails while the phone rang, and rang, and rang...
    Beverly shook her head sadly and seemed about to hang up when she
    suddenly said: "Hello Marie? Hi! This is Beverly. Yeah, long time
    no see." She paused to chuckle. "You probably know why I'm calling.
    No? Well, I've got a very miserable looking young man kneeling
    before me as we speak. We're getting ready to take a little trip to
    the lake... that's right. Actually, you were the only one with a
    complaint but I warned him what would happen. I know. That's what
    he told me but he's got to learn to obey instantly, no matter what.
    Yes, well, I told him it was up to you. I'm going to pass him the
    phone, he wants to ask you something. Do you mind? Fine, okay, here
    he is..."
    Beverly handed the phone to a petrified Tom Hyde and smiled as
    she snuggled back into the chair and watched.
    "H-hello? Marie.. ma'am, ahhh. Please give me another chance! I'm
    so sorry I hesitated last Wednesday. Honest! I know and I'm sorry.
    Please! I promise I'll be better next time... Yes, I know that next
    time is the party... She is? Oh, God, Kathy found her?"
    Tommy's face turned pale and he looked like he was ready to pass
    out. It appeared that he'd just been informed that one of the major
    guests said she'd be at the party! Tommy began crying and wiping
    his eyes with one hand as he knelt there and pleaded into the
    phone:
    "Please, ma'am. I know what that means... I promise I'll obey you
    instantly at the party... yes, and at the office too. Yes, I'll
    jump to obey you when they come up... or anybody else, yes. I'll be
    more eager when they're around. Please, ma'am. I promise, just
    don't make me spend another night at the lake... you can't
    imagine... no, I didn't mean that! No, I'm sorry, please. Please!"
    Tommy paused for a few seconds, then handed the phone back to
    Beverly. He watched her intently and tried his best to hear the
    buzzing on the other end as Beverly laughed and chatted with Marie.
    Finally Beverly hung up and turned to face Tommy.
    "Well, she agreed to let you off this time."
    Tommy let out a huge breath of air, then began sobbing, he was so
    relieved.
    "But!" And she paused a second or two. "But, she said you had
    better damn well be PERFECT on Wednesday at the party, no matter
    WHAT she tells you to do, and she's gonna make you do some real
    humiliating things to shame you in front of her guests! She made it
    clear she'd never give you another chance after this one. I agree.
    One more complaint from her and last Friday night's episode at the
    lake is gonna seem like a cakewalk compared to your next outing
    there. I was just getting warmed up last week!"
    Tommy shivered in both relief and apprehension. What could be
    worse than last Friday? He shivered again and tried not to think
    about it. His sobbing subsided and as he knelt there he seemed to
    remember himself and jerked his hands back in front of his chest in
    the begging position. Beverly watched him and chuckled softly.
    "There's a shower stall in the bathroom through that door. I want
    you to scrub yourself squeaky clean, especially between your legs.
    Use one of my razor's to get any hair stubble on your crotch. I
    want you back here on your knees, with your hair dried, in ten
    minutes. Now, hurry up."
    She expected Tommy to get up and dash into the bathroom. Instead
    he turned, lowered his hands to the floor and quickly crawled
    there. Beverly was impressed, but she didn't say a word. Only after
    he turned on the water did he stand up and step into the stall. A
    little over five minutes later he was drying himself off and using
    the hairdryer. With over a minute to spare he quickly crawled back
    into the room and knelt back up in the begging position in front of
    Beverly's desk.
    She reached into her desk drawer and took out a pad of forms. She
    pulled one off the stack and filled it out.
    "This is a `Model Release Form'. Sign it right down here... It
    means that you are legalling giving me permission to use any
    photographs which I take of you in any way I see fit. It's a
    standard form."
    After Tommy signed the form Beverly put it away in her desk and
    picked up her Nikon camera. She focused on him kneeling there with
    his hands in front of him and snapped a picture. The motor whirred
    as the film advanced to the next frame.
    "That's terrific, Tommy. I've taken a lot of pictures with this
    camera. Many of them were 'cheesecake' pictures, you know, glamour
    shots in bikini's, even a few tasteful nudes. With you, however,
    I'm going to be as dis-tasteful as I can. It's kind of like
    therapy. Get over there on that mat in front of the screen."
    Beverly turned on a couple of umbrella lamps and positioned them
    so that Tommy was illuminated properly. She then directed him in a
    series of shots that literally made her tingle each time she
    clicked the shutter. She did a lot of closeup work on his genitals
    and his ass. She made him lie back and tease himself with a large
    black dildo. After that she made him pose as he licked the dildo
    clean, then he got on his hands and knees and pointed his ass at
    the camera as if he were begging for something. Lot's of 'spread
    shots' followed that, with and without bondage. She filled two
    rolls of film before she glanced at her watch and said:
    "I'm expecting a client here in about 10 minutes. Come over
    here."
    From a closet she pulled out a large cage which had chicken-wire
    on all sides. She opened the door and told Tommy to crawl inside.
    It was just barely big enough for him to kneel in. He couldn't turn
    around, or kneel upright. He couldn't even lie down in it, it was
    too short. All he could do was crouch on his hands and knees with
    his ass up in the air. Beverly took two pieces of clothesline and
    fastened his ankles to each of the inside corners of the cage so
    that his ass would stay open and his anus visible.
    "Now be a good boy and be very still" she said as she draped a
    drop cloth over the cage. "Unless, of course, you want my guest to
    see you..."
    Tommy heard her moving around the room, turning off the umbrella
    lamps and shuffling papers. About 10 minutes later there was a
    knock on the door.
    "Come on in, Jim. It's open!"
    Tommy froze. To him it sounded as if his heart was a loud drum,
    beating quickly.
    Beverly and Jim exchanged amenities and then he heard some more
    shuffling as Beverly evidently showed him some work she had been
    doing for him. Tommy was only about eight feet away in the same
    room but he practically held his breath to be as quiet as possible.
    At one point, though, a muscle in his thigh spasmed and he shook
    the cage a bit.
    "What was that?" Jim asked. "It looked like that tarp moved a
    little."
    "Oh, that's a dog I'm watching for my sister. He'll settle down."
    "Can I see him?" Jim asked with a smile.
    "I'd rather not if you don't mind, Jim. He's been a little hyper
    and that tarp is the only way I got him to be quiet and go to
    sleep. I don't want him howling again."
    "I understand" Jim replied. "Now back to this layout..."
    For the next 15 minutes Tom crouched naked in his little cage
    against the wall while Beverly wrapped up her business meeting.
    Finally Jim got up to leave and Beverly showed him to the door,
    thanking him for stopping by.
    As soon as the door closed, Beverly walked over and pulled the
    tarp off of Tom's cage. She smiled as she saw him kneeling there
    with his ass up and his legs tied open.
    "Why don't you just stay there for awhile. I have to finish up a
    little work and then drop some sketches off at a client's home.
    Beverly sat at her drawing board, working on her layout, while
    Tom knelt quietly in the cage next to her. Occasionally she'd look
    down at him and smile. She felt like taking some more pictures of
    him but unfortunately she had a deadline to meet on this job.
    About twenty minutes later there was a knock on the door.
    "Who is it?" Beverly called.
    "It's Kerry and Lynn, Aunt Beverly."
    "Okay, be right there!" Beverly got up and walked over to unlock
    the door. Tom cringed as he crouched there in the little cage. He
    was fully visible from the door and the feel of cool air on his
    anus reminded him that it was stretched wide open. His penis was
    hard as a rock. It had been for the last half hour.
    "Hi Aunt Beverly!" The girls chorused.
    "Hello girls. I'm glad you could come over. Remember that little
    surprise I promised you? Well, there he is!" She stepped back and
    nodded her head in the direction of the cage.
    "Oh, wow Aunt Beverly! He's all naked! And you put him in a cage!
    This is unreal!"
    The twins, young, blonde and quite excited, immediately walked
    right over to the cage and stared at Tom.
    "Can we touch him Auntie?"
    "Sure, dears. You can open up that little door if you want and
    pet him, but try to keep the giggling down a bit, will you? I'm
    almost through with this job I'm working on and it has to be
    dropped off tonight."
    While Beverly continued working at her desk, Kerry and Lynn
    crouched down beside the small cage. Lynn snaked her small hand
    through the chicken wire and began petting Tom's flank. Kerry
    opened up the door and knelt there. She had a marvelous view of his
    ass. With his feet tied to the corners of the cage Tom's asshole
    was stretched wide open and his balls were dangling halfway to his
    knees. He could neither close his legs nor move out of the way as
    she fondled his ass with both hands. She cupped his balls and
    petted his asscheeks, giving him playful little spanks as her
    sister giggled and tried to get her own hand in there for her turn.
    "Don't fight, girls!" Beverly warned. "He's going to be here all
    night. We're in no hurry."
    "Now, I've got to go and drop this report off. I should be back
    in about a half hour or so. Okay? Would you mind watching Mr. Hyde
    while I'm gone?"
    "Sure. No problem" Lynn replied.
    "Fine" said Beverly. "While I'm gone keep the door locked and
    don't let anybody in until I return. I'll do my best to get back as
    quickly as I can."
    With that Beverly put her drawings and papers into a black
    leather portfolio and walked out the door, blowing a kiss at the
    twins as she left.
    "Here, let ME feel him back there" Lynn whined.
    "I'm not through yet!" Kerry countered.
    "Come ON, Kerry. It's my turn!"
    "Oh, OK you little baby." Kerry gave Tom a vicious little pinch
    on his cheek then slapped him hard across the crack of his ass and
    stood up. "There, he's all yours. Don't take all night..."
    Lynn immediately got into position and started cupping Tom's
    hanging balls with both hands and blowing into his asshole.
    "Look at him jump!" she giggled, then kept blowing. She let go of
    his balls with one hand and used her fingers to stretch his asshole
    open a little wider while she continued blowing. In spite of
    herself her sister had to giggle appreciatively at the funny sight.
    Just then there was a rap on the door.
    "Who is it?" Kerry asked.
    "It's me, guys."
    "Oh shit!" Kerry whispered. "It's Lorraine. I forgot that we told
    her to come over. Oh well, she's not a stranger so I guess Aunt
    Beverly won't mind."
    She opened the door and let Lorraine in. She had her little
    Shetland Collie with her on a leash. The small dog barked happily
    when he saw the twins.
    "Hi Lorraine. Hello Max! Stay down! Good boy!"
    Lorraine nearly flipped when she saw Tom crouched and tied in the
    little chicken wire cage!
    "This is Mr. Hyde. I think he works with our aunt or something.
    Come on in, but just in case she gets upset you'd better be out of
    here in about a half hour. Okay?"
    "Wow!" Lorraine repeated, still shocked. She dropped the leash
    and put both hands up to her blushing cheeks. She managed to nod
    her head as her eyes fastened on Tom's exposed rear end.
    Max bounded right up to the cage. He sniffed around between Tom's
    open legs and stuck his wet pointed nose right against his open
    asshole. That nearly sent Tom through the roof but the twins were
    pointing and laughing hysterically.
    "Looks like Max found himself a new friend. Look at him sniffing
    around!"
    "Please! Get him away from me!" Tom pleaded as the dog continued
    sniffing him with growing interest.
    While the others were watching, amused, Lynn opened the small
    refrigerator in the office and rooted around.
    "Look what I found!" She beamed as she took out a sandwich
    wrapped in a plastic bag. "Looks like corned beef hash to me. You
    think Max likes corned beef hash?"
    The other girls watched with interest as Lynn opened the sandwich
    and scooped a little of the hash onto her finger.
    "Come here boy. Look what I've got for you! You like hash? Don't
    bite! That's a good doggie, lick it off my finger!"
    She smiled as she saw the dog lick the hash off her index finger
    then continue licking the finger dry and whimpering for some more.
    Lynn took a little more and placed it right on Tom's asshole!
    "Come on boy. There's some more, just for you!"
    "Please, he'll bite me! Keep him away!" Tom pleaded but the girls
    ignored him, watching intently as the dog sniffed Tom's asshole
    again with more interest. Finally he stuck his tongue out and began
    licking the meat that was there.
    "Look! He's licking it!" Lorraine screeched. "I don't believe it.
    Here, give him some more!"
    Lorraine got another finger full of hash and this time rubbed it
    right into Tom's vulnerable asshole. She had to push Max's muzzle
    out of the way to do this but as soon as she finished, the dog went
    right back to work, digging the juicy morsels out with his wet
    slippery tongue.
    Tom's hips bucked and swayed but the dog kept his muzzle right in
    there while he licked and licked.
    "Please, stop him! Ohhhhhh! Stop, please!" Tom wailed.
    "Oh shut up, you big baby!" Kerry shouted at him. "Stop whining
    or we'll let every dog in the neighborhood have at your ass!"
    The three girls laughed and clapped their hands as the dog licked
    every scrap of the hash out of Tommy's squirming ass. When he was
    done, Max continued licking, trying to get every trace of the
    delicious meat out of his ass. His tongue went deeper and deeper in
    search of the taste of the hash, causing Tommy to squirm and twist
    his hips. Of course the ropes kept him tied in place so there was
    no way he could keep the greedy dog away from his poor doomed ass.
    After a few more minutes of this torturous licking Max backed his
    head away and began sniffing some more, licking his chops and
    whining.
    "Here ya go, boy!" Lynn said as she got another fingerload of
    hash from the sandwich. "We've got plenty of that good stuff here!"
    This time she poked as much of the hash as she could into his
    anus and spread some more up and down the crack of his ass. She
    smeared a little more of the grease on his dangling ball sack and
    even rubbed a little along the underside of his penis.
    "There, that oughta keep him licking for awhile" she said with a
    giggle.
    Indeed she was right. The three girls settled back and watched in
    glee as the little dog dove right back in after the meat. He licked
    all of the meat out of Tom's asshole in about a minute then began
    licking the gully of his ass over and over, from the base of his
    balls up to his asshole.
    The girls giggled and taunted Tom as they watched him squirm,
    trying in vain to avoid Max's tongue. When Max was through he began
    whimpering some more. He put his paws on Tom's lower back and began
    thrusting his hips. The girls noticed that the tip of his red penis
    was visible between his legs.
    "Look!" Kerry exclaimed, pointing her finger so the others would
    see. "I think Max found himself a girl-friend!"
    The three girls were laughing loudly now as they realized what
    was happening. Tom realized it too, to his horror! He felt Max's
    paws clamp tightly around his waist and felt the thrusting of his
    furry hips against his backside.
    "NO! NO! GET HIM AWAY! PLEASE!" Tommy was frantic. He was
    twisting his hips in desperation but he was tied wide open and
    helpless to stop what was happening. He felt the tip of Max's penis
    rubbing along the gully of his ass. The angle wasn't quite right
    for penetration but Max kept at it, trying to find a hole...
    Max was lifting his hind legs one at a time and practically
    climbing up the back of Tom's thighs in the search for the correct
    angle. His tail was wagging madly as his hips thrust. The girls
    were nearly hysterical as they encouraged the dog.
    "Come on, Max! You can do it! A little higher... that's right!
    Yeah, boy, he's waiting for you! Hahahaha!"
    Suddenly Tom felt the tip of Max's penis touch the outer rim of
    his asshole! The dog was still maneuvering, trying to get the
    correct angle and with each thrust Tom could feel him knocking on
    the door to his asshole. The hash that the girls had smeared into
    his anus served as a lubricant, so once Tom felt the tip of Max's
    cock enter, each additional thrust of the dog made his cock squirm
    a little deeper inside him!
    "NO! NO! GET HIM OFF ME! GET HIM OUT OF ME! PLEASE!!!"
    Tom felt the dog's cock go deeper and deeper until finally one of
    Max's thrust succeeded in burying his cock up to the hilt into Tom!
    Tom was sobbing uncontrollably. Tied open and vulnerable, he heard
    the three young ladies laughing as they watched him getting fucked
    up the ass by a dog!
    "Look at him go! Go, Maxie! Wag that tail and pump your
    girlfriend! Hahahaha!"
    Lynn picked up her aunt's Nikon and focused on the scene before
    her. Both girls had learned a lot about photography from visiting
    their aunt at her studio so often and Lynn now began snapping away
    as Tommy cried and pleaded.
    "Please, get him off me! P-l-e-a-s-e!" Tommy's voice shook as he
    sobbed and pleaded. He tried squirming his ass this way and that,
    but Max had nailed him good and was pumping furiously, wagging his
    tail and holding onto Tommy's hips with his paws.
    "Come on Mr. Hyde, look up at the camera... <click> That's it!
    Aunt Beverly will be so surprised when she develops this roll!"
    Lynn and Kerry both giggled maliciously as they watched Tommy
    getting humped.
    "What's going on here!" Beverly's voice from the door startled
    all three of the girls. They were so busy laughing that they didn't
    hear the door open.
    "Oh! Aunt Beverly! We were just playing and Maxie jumped on Mr.
    Hyde and then you walked in..." Lynn said, sheepishly.
    "Hellllp! Please get him out of me!" Tom sobbed. Max's paws
    reached around Tom's waist and held the front of his thighs. The
    naked young man, bound wide open and helpless, was clamped tight
    against the furry hips of the collie. He could feel the knotted
    penis of the animal pistoning tightly in and out of his asshole in
    short fast strokes. Just then Max reached his climax and began
    pumping his load into Tom's ass.
    "Oooohhhhhh! STOP IT! STOP IT!" Tom wailed as the dog wiggled and
    pumped. Tom could feel the hot spray against the inside of his
    bowels as the dog's paws held him even tighter.
    Beverly and the three girls paused to watch this climax. They
    seemed to be holding their breaths in disbelief as the dog's
    thrustings finally slowed, then stopped. Tom's body shivered. Max
    withdrew from the young man and then immediately ran and hid under
    the small desk against the back wall of the office.
    "Didn't I tell you girls not to let anybody in while I was gone?"
    "It was only Lorraine, Aunt Beverly. We didn't think you'd..."
    "You didn't think!" Beverly interrupted. "I'll say you didn't
    think! I thought I could trust you two. You didn't stop to think
    what could happen if word got out about this, did you? That would
    be the end of your visits here. And what about me? Suppose Lorraine
    told somebody about this and word got out that way. Did you stop to
    think about that?"
    "Oh, Beverly, I'd never say anything to anybody!" Lorraine
    gasped.
    "That's not the point!" Beverly yelled. Then, more softly:
    "That's not the point, Lorraine. I know you can be trusted. The
    point is, I told Kerry and Lynn not to let ANYBODY in while I was
    gone, and they disobeyed me. THAT's what I'm mad about. I'm not mad
    at you, dear, but the girls have got to learn that when I tell them
    something there's a good reason for it, and when they're in my
    house or my studio I expect them to obey me. Now, please see if you
    can get Maxie from under the desk. You can come back next week if
    you like, but tonight I want to have a little private talk with the
    twins."
    "Come on, Maxie. Good dog, come on... let's go home. Sorry if I
    got you in trouble, guys. I'll call you tomorrow on the phone."
    "Good night, Lorraine" Beverly said. "Don't feel badly. It's not
    your fault."
    After Lorraine and Max left Beverly looked sternly at Kerry and
    Lynn, who were fidgiting uneasily under her gaze.
    "You know I'm going to have to punish you for this, don't you?"
    "Yes, Aunt Beverly" Kerry responded sadly.
    "Yes, Aunt Beverly" Lynn echoed. "But we really didn't think
    you'd mind, seeing it was Lorraine and all."
    "That's not the point, Lynn. You've got to learn that when I tell
    you something I MEAN it. Now both of you, get down on the floor,
    right over there, in front of the wall. On your hand and knees,
    Kerry..." Beverly sounded irritated. "I want you both to lower your
    pants, I'm going to give you two a spanking right in front of Mr.
    Hyde! I want him to see you getting punished for disobeying my
    rules.
    "Oh, please, Aunt Beverly. I don't want you to do it in front of
    him..." Lynn pleaded.
    "Hush!" Beverly commanded. "Come on, get those pants down. Your
    panties too... It's not a real spanking if it's not on the bare."
    Kerry and Lynn slowly reached back and tugged their pink nylon
    panties down, revealing a twin set of pert little bottoms poised
    only a few feet from the front of the cage and Tommy's gaze. In
    spite of himself he couldn't help but stare at those delicious
    young bottoms waiting for their punishment. They each had dimples
    on their butt cheeks and he watched them twitch nervously and shift
    their weight from knee to knee as they waited.
    "Put your legs together, Lynn! You don't want to show any more to
    Mr. Hyde than you have to, do you?"
    Lynn put her knees together like her sister and both girls knelt
    there with their heads down and their bottoms clenched tightly and
    poised for their punishment.
    The fact that Mr. Hyde was watching them being punished like
    little girls upset them both, and their faces were scarlet from
    embarrassment. Beverly walked over and picked up a thick wooden
    ruler from her desk. She positioned herself next to Lynn then bent
    over and rubbed the ruler against her quivering bottom.
    "Please, Aunt Beverly, not too hard!"
    "This is what happens to girls who don't know how to obey..."
    Beverly said, then she swung the ruler and gave Lynn a crack across
    both of her small cheeks.
    "Owwwwwwwww!!!!!" Lynn screeched. She reached back with one hand
    to protect her ass but Beverly swatted at it.
    "Keep your hands down or you'll get double!" She then reached
    over and swatted Kerry's bottom, prompting her to let out a similar
    yelp of pain. Beverly lectured the girls as she took turns swatting
    their asses. They were both slender girls and within a short time
    their buns were warmed to a rosy red glow.
    "See what happens when you disobey me?.. <CRACK!> .. Mr. Hyde
    seems to be having a good time watching you girls get spanked! Are
    you having a good time .. <CRACK!> .. knowing he can see you
    punished like disobedient little girls?"
    "Owwwwwww... No Aunt Beverly <sniff>. We're sorry, honest we are.
    <CRACK!> .. Owwwwwww! Please, we promise to be good from now on!"
    Beverly really didn't want to hurt the girls, but they had to be
    taught a lesson. She stopped swinging and stood there staring down
    at their scorched bottoms.
    "I want you girls to remain like that with your punished bottoms
    on display for Mr. Hyde to see. I'll tell you when you can get up."
    Beverly picked up the phone and made a call to a client. For the
    next five minutes she talked business while the girls knelt there
    uncomfortably. Kerry took a glance behind her and saw Tom staring
    at both of them. His cock was hard as a rock and he was licking his
    lips and involunatily thrusting his hips forward as he stared at
    them. She caught Lynn's eye and motioned for her to look back. Her
    shame at having her punishment witnessed by Tom turned to anger and
    outrage at the way he was oggling them.
    "Well, girls, do you think you've learned your lesson?"
    "Oh yes, Aunt Beverly! Honest. We made a mistake but we won't do
    it again."
    "Okay, you can both get up now and pull up your pants. I really
    hate having to punish you like this but one little mistake like
    that could've ruined everything."
    "We're really sorry" replied Kerry as she finished zipping up her
    jeans.
    Beverly got up and walked over to the cage.
    "Looks like Mr. Hyde got a little excited watching you girls."
    She chuckled as she saw his engorged cock dripping a tiny stream of
    pre-cum onto the floor. "Hmmm... Maybe I should turn him over to
    you girls for the rest of the evening. What do you think of that?"
    "Oh, yeah! Great, Aunt Beverly!" Lynn replied, biting her lower
    lip and beaming at her sister.
    "Come on Tommy" Beverly said as she untied his thighs from the
    sides of the cage. "I've got a lot of work to finish tonight and
    I've had enough distractions already."
    She helped him to back out of the cage, then made him crawl ahead
    of them into one of the small offices behind her. Beverly pointed
    to a spot on the floor and told Tommy to lie down on his back and
    lift his hands and feet into the air. She opened a closet and took
    out what looked like the same aluminum spreader pole she and Karen
    had used on him at his house last Friday. The girls helped her to
    fasten his ankles to the ends of the four foot pole and tied his
    hands together to the loop directly above his head. Once again he
    was completely spread wide open, fastened that way, as the twins
    looked on eagerly. Kerry was licking her lips.
    But Beverly wasn't through yet! Directly above Tommy was a hook
    in the ceiling. Beverly attached a small block & tackle to the hook
    and lowered the rope till she could attach it to the pole just
    above his hands. She tugged on the free end of the pulley rope and
    managed to hoist the panic-stricken young man till his ass was
    about three feet off the floor! She then tied off the rope and
    stood back to survey her handiwork.
    Tommy was completely nude. His feet were tied WIDE apart and his
    arms pulled up to the center of the bar so that his knees were
    slightly bent and his ass was prominently displayed as he swung
    there. His dick was hard and throbbing and sticking straight back
    along his belly while his testicles hung down just below the cheeks
    of his ass. The twins were nearly beside themselves with
    excitement!
    "There he is, girls. All trussed up and waiting! He's all yours.
    He seemed to enjoy watching you both a few minutes ago. I suggest
    you spend the rest of the night showing him just how much you
    appreciated it. Have fun!"
    Beverly turned and left the room. She shut the door about three
    quarters of the way and went back to her desk to work on a layout.
    The twins just stood there for awhile, watching Tommy swing. He
    looked at them pathetically but didn't say a word. Finally Lynn
    stepped forward and knelt down so her face was at the same level as
    Tommy's swinging ass. She began fondling and pinching his asscheeks
    as she taunted him. She wanted to know if he had enjoyed himself
    watching her get punished.
    "I hope you had a good time, because now it's OUR turn!" Kerry
    knelt down to Tom's left and the two girls began slapping Tom's ass
    hard and giggling as they saw him twisting in his ropes.
    Beverly heard them and smiled as she continued working. It was
    about time those girls learned the proper way to handle a man...
    The girls spent the rest of the evening punishing Tom. When their
    hands got sore from slapping his ass Kerry took a ruler and swatted
    him some more. Lynn looked around and got a staple puller from the
    desk. She used it to pinch his asscheeks between the pincers,
    causing him to yelp in pain. Kerry got a camel's hair brush and
    tickled his open asshole, as her sister continued pinching him and
    slapping his ass.
    An hour later his ass was beet red and he was pleading through
    tears for the young vixens to stop! Beverly heard the slaps and
    tears but left the three of them alone. Those girls tormented him
    with whatever they could get their hands on, all the while laughing
    at the way he was begging them to stop. He pleaded with them to let
    him cum but they laughed some more and redoubled their teasing!
    Tommy was spread wide open to their assault and cried as he twisted
    in the air. His ass was on fire! His penis was itching for relief.
    Tears streamed down his cheeks as he begged and twisted...
    By 9:30 the girls had been working him over for nearly an hour
    and a half. Tommy was sobbing and twisting his ass in circles when
    Beverly walked in and told the girls it was time they were getting
    home.
    "Awww, Aunt Beverly. Just a little more, please?"
    "Sorry girls, but it's time."
    She untied Tommy's right hand from the pole, still leaving him
    suspended by his feet and left hand. She told the girls to stand in
    front of Tommy as she commanded him to use his free hand and
    masturbate for them all.
    The twins squealed with delight and laughed at him! Tommy wrapped
    his hand around his cock and began slowly pumping it as he swayed
    there before them all. He was still crying, but eventually his hand
    began pumping faster and faster. It didn't take long before his ass
    cheeks were clenching and unclenching and his breathing became
    ragged and forced. Beverly stepped forward and gave his shuddering
    ass a few more slaps as he moaned through his tears and continued
    pumping.
    "He's gonna cum girls. Get ready!" Beverly said. Almost
    immediately, Tommy stiffened and began shooting spurts of sticky
    white cum into the air and upon his chest and belly. The twins
    clapped their hands and jeered him as they witnessed his final
    degradation...
    When he was through, Beverly tied his free hand back to the pole.
    She turned the lights off and left him sobbing in the darkened room
    while she drove the twins home.
    Tommy hung there in the dark. His ass was on fire and his body
    wracked with sobs. He couldn't believe what Beverly had turned him
    into in just ten days! Ten days ago he was an up and coming young
    man with a good job and promising career. He enjoyed showing off a
    bit in front of young Carol at work, but the truth was he was
    terrified to ask her out on a date. Tommy was intensely shy,
    especially about his body. The fact that he was still a virgin at
    twenty-five was attributed to his fear of being awkward and having
    a woman laugh at him. He enjoyed watching beautiful young women on
    T.V. or at the beach but he had never in his adult life been naked
    in front of one. The thought of a woman seeing him like that scared
    him. What if he couldn't control himself and got an erection? Would
    she laugh? He couldn't bear that...
    Ten days after meeting Beverly he was at her studio, stripped
    naked and spanked to tears by her twin nieces. His red ass was on
    display for anyone she cared to show him to! He had been humiliated
    at work and shamed at his home in front of his neighbors. He had
    been degraded, shamed and exhibited to strangers, friends and
    family. He had become the abject slave of six women, including his
    teenage neighbor and her friends! He existed only to be degraded
    and humiliated while they laughed at him. His ass only existed to
    be tormented, and his cock to be teased mercilessly while he begged
    and cried for their amusement.
    Tommy was no longer a man. He was a toy. The women quickly
    realized his weakness and delighted in degrading him and inventing
    new ways to shock him!
    A half hour later Beverly returned to the studio. She opened the
    door and walked in. Leaving the lights off she closed the door and
    silently walked to where Tommy was hanging. She let her fingernails
    lightly play along his outer thighs and hips. He twisted helplessly
    as she teased him then put her lips right to his ear and began to
    taunt him:
    "Did you like that, Tommy? Did you enjoy being the plaything of
    my nieces? They were so excited! I told them they could invite
    Lorraine back next Friday... and Max too! But that's a long time
    from now... You still have the whole week to go through! I don't
    know what Mrs. Whitford has planned for you on Monday, but Marie
    and Carol have BIG plans for you on Tuesday and Wednesday!"
    "After they play with you Tuesday night, you'll spend your
    `vacation' day on Wednesday tied up at Marie's, being tantalized by
    two college students. I hear they're both real pretty. Their job
    will be to keep you hot as a poker all day long. They can do
    anything they want to you, EXCEPT let you cum! Heheheh! They're
    gonna strip you and tie you up. You'll be teased all day long... a
    little at a time, till you're stewing in your own juices. You're to
    be brought to a fevered pitch just in time for the big party that
    night!"
    "Ooooohhhhhh..." Tommy moaned. "pleeease....."
    "Then, wearing just garters, stockings, high heels and a maid's
    cap, you're to be paraded around the floor for the enjoyment of the
    assembled guests. Your cousin Kathy was thoughtful enough to
    contact many of the girls you went to high school with, and you can
    bet Marie will give you a good workout! Yup, you'll be crawling
    around on the floor in front of them all, crying and begging them
    to spank you, or let you cum! They'll be laughing their asses off
    at you, snapping pictures, pinching and rubbing you, or just
    watching you and smiling as you squirm on the floor at their feet!"
    "I gave Marie a copy of the video I made of you at your home last
    Saturday. They're all going to watch it on the TV as you serve them
    drinks and snacks. After that there'll be an auction and the lucky
    bidder gets to take you home with her as her slave for the night!
    It'll be a looong night!"
    "Unnnghhh!" Tommy twisted his hips and whimpered.
    "On Thursday night, Karen told me she's taking you out on the
    town. Seems she knows of a lesbian bar in the seedy section where
    anything goes. Most decent folks wouldn't want to be seen there,
    but YOU'll be seen there, all right! And very in-decently, I might
    add! You'll be crawling at the end of Karen's leash, and you won't
    be wearing anything! I'm sure the ladies there will be greatly
    amused at the presentation! She said she's gonna whip your ass good
    then pass you around the room. It should be an evening to
    remember!"
    Tommy was sobbing and thrusting his hips forward as Beverly
    fingered him and whispered in his ear. As he hung there, shivering,
    Beverly lowered the pulley till he lay on the floor. She kept
    taunting him about what was going to happen to him, as she began
    unfastening him from the pole. When he was free she made him get on
    his hands and knees again, still naked. She fished through his
    pants pocket and found his keys. He looked at her pitifully as she
    put his car keys in his mouth then walked over and opened the door.
    "Go home, Tommy. Crawl out to your car, unlock it and get in.
    People will probably see you as they drive by, but that's not my
    concern. When you get home I want you to park in front of your
    house and then crawl slowly to the front door, just as you are now.
    Don't dawdle! I'll phone you in exactly 15 minutes and if you're
    not there to answer the phone I'll take you on a walk around your
    block tomorrow that you'll never forget... I'm gonna call Mrs.
    Whitford on the phone as soon as you leave and ask her to watch and
    make sure you do exactly as I say. You don't want to imagine what
    will happen to you if you disobey me..."
    "Oh pwease, Mistwess Bevewy, pweease don't!...." Tommy mumbled
    around the keys dangling from his mouth.
    Beverly just laughed at him and gave him a swat on his reddened
    ass. She waited by the door as she watched Tommy put his head down
    and crawl past her. She held her stomach and laughed out loud as
    she saw his bare ass wobbling its way towards the car!
    The night air felt cool and he could hear the sounds of the
    traffic and see the lights from street lamps and passing cars. When
    he was halfway to his car a passing car honked its horn several
    times. Once again, as he neared his car, there was another horn
    blast and the sound of laughing as a carload of young women went
    by, apparently off for a night on the town. Tommy had tears in his
    eyes as he reached up to unlock the door. As he stood up to get in
    he saw that the previous car had pulled over and the women were
    looking back through their rear window and pointing at him.
    He quickly got into his car and shut the door. The cloth seat was
    cool against his ass and his bare feet felt strange on the gas and
    brake pedals. His cock was sticking straight up and touching the
    lower rim of the steering wheel. He sat there self-consciously and
    waited. Finally, the girls in the car that had stopped ahead of him
    began waving and honking their horn, then pealed off to continue on
    their way to whatever nightspot they were originally headed for.
    Tommy started up the car and began driving home. He drove slowly
    so as not to attract attention and slouched down in the seat when
    he stopped at a traffic light and cars pulled up beside him.
    It took him a little more than 10 minutes to drive home. He
    parked at the curb in front of his house and sat there for a
    moment. He wanted to make sure nobody was around when he got out of
    the car, but at the same time he knew that the phone would be
    ringing in just a few minutes. There was a strange car in Mrs.
    Whitford's driveway, but nobody was on the street so he slowly
    opened the car door and got out. He considered dashing into the
    house, but what if he was wrong? What if Beverly had called Mrs.
    Whitford and she was watching from the window right now? He didn't
    dare risk getting caught defying Beverly, no matter what.
    Tom put the car keys in his mouth and dropped to his hands and
    knees on the street. Slowly he made his way around the back of the
    car to the sidewalk. When he looked up again he saw that Mrs.
    Whitford had come out on the porch and she had a friend with her!
    "Hello Mr. Hyde!" she yelled, "Is that you crawling around back
    there?" The old woman cackled and he saw her flick on a flashlight.
    Tommy hesitated a moment then decided he had no choice but to
    continue, especially now. Mrs. Whitford came running down the
    stairs with her friend lagging behind her. When she got close to
    Tom she turned the flashlight on him, illuminating his white flesh
    in the night.
    "Coming back from your big date with Beverly I see!" She laughed
    as she directed the white light directly on him.
    "Hello Mr. Hyde!" "Hi Mr. Hyde!". He was starteled to hear Linda
    and Ellen's voices coming from his right. Linda flicked on another
    flashlight and he was now illuminated from both sides as the two
    teens joined the older women on the lawn.
    Tommy was mortified as he crawled towards his house. The two
    beams stayed on him the whole way and the younger girls were
    shouting catcalls and whistling at him. As Tom began crawling up
    the stairs to his porch Linda called out, "You look like you got a
    spanking tonight, Mr. Hyde! Your bum is all red! Hahahah!" When he
    got to the top step he heard the phone begin to ring inside!
    "Wait a minute!" Mrs. Whitford called. "Hold it right there! Your
    red bum looks so nice there on the steps that I want to see you
    wiggle it a bit! Come on Mr. Hyde, wiggle your butt!"
    The phone was still ringing and Tommy began to panic. He wiggled
    his ass a few times as the women and girls laughed, then he took
    the keys from his mouth and reached up to unlock the door.
    "Good night, Mr. Hyde! See you tomorrow!" Linda yelled out as
    Ellen giggled beside her. Tommy was shaking from embarrassment. He
    crawled inside the door, closed it and immediately got up and ran
    for the phone. He stubbed his toe on the footstool and hopped
    around yelping as he reached for the ringing phone. Just as he put
    his hand on it it stopped ringing! He picked it up anyway and to
    his horror he heard a dial tone! Tommy panicked! He flipped on the
    light. He didn't know Beverly's phone number. He found his phone
    book and flipped through it frantically! When he found the number
    he dialed it with trembling fingers. "Please God, let her answer
    it..." It was busy. He dialed right back. Busy again! "Oh no!" he
    groaned. He collapsed on the floor with the phone and began to
    panic. He must have dialed her 50 times before he gave up. It was
    too late now anyway... He pulled his knees up into a fetal position
    and began trembling as he thought about the things Beverly would do
    to him! His cock was still raging and he reached one hand between
    his thighs and began tickling it with his fingers. He imagined her
    leading him around the block, naked and leashed, on his hands and
    knees, in the middle of the day... perhaps stopping at the park or
    schoolyard! He stroked his penis as he fantasized about being left
    tied up to the fence, shivering and hard, and being laughed at...
    Maybe she'd spank him right there! They'd tease him and laugh at
    him as Beverly reddened his ass with her hand... If anyone asked
    why his cock was so stiff if he was being punished Beverly might
    explain how he loved getting spankings and they'd all laugh at him
    again...
    He kept pulling at his cock and moaning as he fantasized about
    the most incredible humiliations she could heap on him. And she'd
    do it, too! He knew that. Yes! The shame would be exquisite... more
    than he could ever imagine! "Yes... yes!" He held his breath and
    moaned as he hovered on the edge. Finally he was over the edge and
    shooting his load all over himself and the rug, but he didn't care.
    He wanted more! Exhausted, he fell asleep right where he lay on the
    floor.
    He woke up around 7:30 in the morning. He went to the bathroom,
    then got himself something to eat. He was still naked, and in a
    perverse compulsion he put his food in a bowl on the kitchen floor
    and got down on his hands and knees to eat it! When he was through,
    he went into the bedroom and wheeled out the playpen that was left
    stored there from last week. He set it up right in front of the
    door. So close, in fact, that he knew it could be seen from the
    outside if the door were opened! With trembling hands he tied the
    pink baby bonnet on his head then climbed into the playpen. He got
    onto his back and pulled his legs as far back as he could, resting
    his feet on the bars. He wanted to make sure the girls would be
    pleased when they saw him that morning! His cock was already hard
    and he decided to lightly play with it to make sure he was as
    aroused as possible for his young Mistress and her friends! He even
    left his leash out on the coffee table in case Beverly came by and
    wanted to take him for a walk!

    THE END
    Shame on you Mr Hyde 68

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    Thanx for sharin this

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