The Facts of Life
By TCP
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The
Facts Of Life -
By TCP
© 2012
TCP
All of
TCP’s stories are
just that - stories. There is a marked
difference between fantasy and reality and it is very easy to fall foul
of the
real world and what is acceptable in the real world. I do not condone
any abusive
behaviour in the real world and we must act as responsible citizens to
ensure
the on-line safety of our future generations. Fantasy is a powerful
thing, but
let it remain fantasy. Lead yourself not into temptation - and deliver
yourself
from evil.
The
Facts Of Life -
A tale of a thirteen year
old boy and his twelve year old step-sister, exploring the battle of
the
sexes…
Characters -
Rachel
- 36 years old (Karlie’s mother and Joshua’s step-mother)
Karlie
- 12 years old (Joshua’s step sister)
Joshua
- 13 years old (Karlie’s step brother)
Josie -
12 years old (Karlie’s friend)
Callum
- 13 years old (Joshua’s friend)
Please
be aware, for the benefit of our American readers, the term
‘football,’ means ‘soccer.’ English football - not gridiron… okay?
Friday
Afternoon…
Weltby
- England, 17th August 2012...
Joshua
was thirteen and a wilful boy… pretty competitive, though
finding it difficult to apply his enthusiasm in a constructive
direction. Like
many boys in the 21st Century. He was a bit of a
paradox really,
eluding confidence in himself, and his abilities, but sometimes
overtaken by
blind confidence - believing himself to be better than he actually was.
Again,
like many boys in the 21st Century. Towards the
end of the last
school year, Joshua had received some devastating news…
Poor
Josh had been replaced on the school football team - the BOY’S
football team, by a GIRL. But not just any girl, it was his twelve year
old
step-sister Karlie. Joshua played in defence and was left footed -
normally a
pretty unique skill… But Karlie possessed a burgeoning talent for
football, and
ousted her older step-brother from the team before the all important
cup final.
For
Joshua, it was a long summer break from school, struggling to come
to terms with the fact that a girl had taken his place in the boy’s
football
team.
‘Damn
girls… dumb ass bitches…’ Josh thought to himself, reclining on
the sofa in the lounge of the house he shared with Karlie and Rachel,
his
step-mother. A handsome boy with mousy-blonde hair and dark blue eyes,
he had
sprawled himself along the couch to ponder his predicament. ‘It
shouldn’t be
allowed… girls shouldn’t be allowed to play on the same team as boys…
They
can’t even play football properly… they should stick to their own team…
It’s
not fair…’
Yes, he
was definitely still smarting from the coach’s decision. So
good was Karlie though, that unless there was an injury, Josh had been
advised
by the coach to accept being relegated to the role of ‘back up’ for his
step-sister, or find another sport. Josh just handed in the towel…
‘They can
rot… I’m better than any girl at football… If they can’t see that, then
that’s
there problem…’
The
front door opened and Josh heard movement in the hall outside the
lounge, and the sound of training shoes being kicked off.
“Mum?
Josh? Anyone home?” Karlie called out. But Josh ignored the call.
Karlie looked round the door to the lounge. “Hi Josh…”
“Clear
off… leave me alone,” Josh replied sharply, not even bothering
to look in the direction of the girl. Always competitive, Karlie sensed
an
opportunity to needle him. Fresh from playing football with the other
girls in
the squad, she entered the lounge and moved to stand in front of the
TV,
directly in Joshua’s line of sight.
“Me and
the other girls have just been having a kick about on the
park…” Karlie said, barely suppressing a teasing smirk. Josh eyeballed
the
confident looking girl with secret envy and denied admiration. Deep
within his
mind, he repressed the feelings that his step-sister was not only a
decent
footballer… but also a pretty girl - brunette hair tied up and into a
shoulder
length pony-tail, a cheeky smile on her elfin young face, with deep,
hazel
coloured eyes… There she stood in dark blue football shorts, knee
length white
football socks and a light blue Nike ™ sports shirt… She really was a
promising
looking girl, and her football kit added to her pubescent allure. Josh
couldn’t
help himself but look briefly at her slim legs and her newly forming
chest…
“Go
away! Or drop dead…” Josh replied, irritated by the appearance of
the ‘girl footballer.’
“Don’t
be like that Joshua… You should come and play with us girls… You
never know, you might learn something and maybe one day you could get
back in
the squad…”
“I
don’t want to play football with GIRLS!” Josh rebuked. “You should
be playing in the girls’ team where you belong… Girls don’t even know
the
offside rule…”
“Look
Joshua…” Karlie began, placing her hands on her hips defiantly.
“You just can’t accept that a girl can be better at football than you…
I earned
my place on the boys’ team fair and square… I’m just a better player
than you…
And we know all about the offside rule thank you very much…”
“Bollocks!
There’s no way that you are better than me at any sport… or
anything… You’re just a little girl… I think the real reason you are in
the
team is that the coach has a soft spot for you… I bet he fancies you…”
“This
is a stupid conversation and just confirms how immature you are,”
Karlie responded indignantly, squinting with disappointment. Though he
was a
pain in her backside, and he held some very outdated moral opinions,
there was
an equally suppressed attraction for the handsome boy lying on the sofa
in
front of her. Though she would never admit it out loud, she was a
little sorry
for taking Josh’s spot on the boy’s team. But if he couldn’t accept
that she
was better than him in the position that he plays, then she wasn’t
going to
apologise, or back down. Karlie had learned too much about modern
feminism than
to do that…
“Just
leave me alone…” Josh reiterated.
“Okay,
I’m going to get cleaned up… But one day you are going to see
that girls can do anything… and more and more, we’re doing it better
than
boys…” Josh was becoming red with rage as the girl lectured him. “If
you care
to look around you, the future is bright, and it’s female…” And with
that,
Karlie spun on her feet, giggling, and pranced out of the lounge and
upstairs
for her shower.
Josh
paid little attention to his step-sister’s predictive words. He
knew he would get more that enough opportunities to put her in her
place.
‘Girls
are dumb…’ Josh told himself.
--
Rachel
operated a successful catering business and this particular
weekend, there was a busy wedding function to manage in Somerset. That
meant
travelling south on Friday night, managing the event for the weekend
and then
returning home late on Sunday night. It was not unusual for the two
children to
be left alone at the weekends, now that they were both of a reasonably
responsible age, and Rachel trusted them both to get along and behave
during
her absences.
“So who
is going to be in charge while you’re away?” Josh asked keenly.
Being older, and being a boy, he assumed that he would get primacy over
his
younger step-sibling. “I’m older, I think I should be in charge…”
“No
way!! Mum, you can’t leave him in charge - he’s so immature…”
Karlie sniped, making sure to have her say and putting her hands on her
hips
once more.
“Shut
up!” Josh responded sharply.
“Stop
bickering you two… I am trusting you both to be good kids while I
am away. I’m not putting either one of you actually ‘in charge.’ You
shouldn’t
need it should you? As always, if you need anything drastic, call my
mobile…
and obviously, you can go next door to Mrs Peach’s if you really need
to. I
have asked her to keep an eye and an ear out for you.”
Karlie
was kind of happy with the equality that she had been afforded.
Even though it was ‘equality,’ it felt like another small victory over
her
older step-brother and made her feel more grown up than her 12 years of
age.
Josh on the other hand had really wanted to be in charge so that he
could
assert some of his male authority over the girl and maybe teach her a
few
lessons in the ‘true way of things.’
“Because
I am trusting you, you may each have a friend to stay over
with you,” Rachel continued cautiously. Karlie and Josh’s faces
brightened with
excitement at this comment. “But if I hear of anything sinister going
on in
this house, I will punish you… Got that?”
“Got
it…” Karlie and Josh said in unison as if that was part of the
usual drill. They knew what punishment would entail, and it wouldn’t be
nice.
“Good,
because you know what will happen… I will be back late on Sunday
night…” Rachel finished.
--
Friday
Evening…
Rachel
had welcomed the two house guests prior to her leaving for her
weekend business arrangements. Karlie
had invited a class mate of hers over for the weekend, Josie. She was
twelve
years old too. Though not quite as far into puberty as Karlie was,
Josie was no
less alluring or pretty to look at. Her hair was a lighter shade of
brown than
Karlie’s and her hazel eyes sparkled brightly above her cutest
attribute, that
of her cheeky little nose.
Joshua
meanwhile had invited fellow thirteen year old, Callum, to stay
for the weekend. He lived across the street and though they were not in
the
same school class, they had known each other since they were toddlers
and were
firmly cemented as best friends. Though not ‘boy-band’ material in
terms of
looks, it was clear that Callum just hadn’t benefited from any styling
so far
in his young life. He was still just a normal looking boy. With his
tidily
trimmed brown hair, and dimpled cheeks when he smiled, he possessed
something
about him that girls found attractive.
It was
still early evening and it was quite warm - a pretty big novelty
for the English summer of 2012. There was a distant storm rumbling in
the far
distance, but in Weltby, the sun was still shining. Karlie and Josie were in the lounge talking
and playing ‘The
Big General Knowledge Quiz on the Nintendo Wii.’ Karlie was wearing a
purple
nightie that came down to her knee caps and was cut low enough to
proudly show
off more than a slight hint of her newly forming cleavage. On the front
of the
nightie, a yellow shooting star emblem was prominent, with lightning
blue
lettering underneath that read, ‘Gurl Power!’ It was her favourite
nightie. Her
panties matched too.
Josie
on the other hand was wearing a simple long length, white
coloured night shirt running down to her knees and light blue panties.
On the
rear of the night shirt, there were some large Japanese style letters,
fiery
red in colour. Neither of the two girls knew what the lettering meant.
For
reference, the letters actually meant, ‘horny virgin’ when translated
literally.
In
between question rounds on the game, the two girls were discussing
boys, football stars, boys, music and boys… In particular, they were
discussing
who they fancied, who was gross and who they might fancy if only the
boy tried
a bit more…
“So,
who do you fancy in… our class…” Karlie asked playfully, resetting
the game for another question round.
“Oh I
don’t know…” Josie blushed. “All the boys are so immature… So
full of themselves and arrogant towards girls… making rude comments and
stuff.
They always think they know better…”
“Yeah…
I know what you mean… Some of them really need to be taught a
few home truths… But you have to admit, through all the bullshit and
bluster,
some of the boys at school are cute yeah?”
“Well…
there are some cute ones…” Josie melted a little. “But I’d
rather be with Michael Bailey… He’s REALLY cute…”
“But
he’s like, fifteen… he’s…”
“Yeah I
know…” Josie blushed in resignation. “He’s way out of our
league… He’ll be chasing 6th formers…”
“Hmmm…
well there’s no reason why we can’t have a little fun while we
wait for older boys to get interested in us is there?” Karlie
summarised,
trying to bring her friend round to her way of thinking.
“I
guess not… what do you mean? I’m not a lesbian…” Josie asked, a
little confused.
“No
no!!!” Karlie giggled. “Nothing like that… You made a good point
just now… about boys being immature… We’ve been learning all about
that, and
why it is… So let’s have a little fun…”
“I
don’t get it… what do you mean?”
“Okay…
boys think they’re so smart, the best at everything - even
though we know very different!!” Karlie said, and Josie giggled. “We
can take
the boys down a peg or two… make them see exactly who runs the world!!”
“But…
we can’t change the whole world…” Josie said in disbelief, conjuring
images of some kind of failed global revolution.
“No
silly. We don’t have to… remember, the world is already changing…
but we can join in!!” Karlie grinned brightly.
“So…
how are we going to this?” Josie asked.
“The
first part of taking a boy down a peg or two is to damage his
confidence…”
“How?”
“Humiliate
him…” Karlie replied.
“Humiliate
him?”
“Yeah…
kind of like when I took my step-brother’s place on the boy’s
football team! Ha!! He was really pissed off… and he still is. It’s
kind of
sad, and funny at the same time to see him wrestling with the notion
that a
girl can be better than him at football… He’s so adamant that because
he’s a
boy, he’s automatically the best… And we know that just isn’t true huh?”
“For
sure,” Josie agreed. “I guess boys don’t like getting beaten by
girls…”
“But
that’s not all… there are loads of other things we can do… things
that are even more fun…”
“Like
what?”
“Well,”
Karlie began, in even more of a whisper than before. “Remember
some of things we’ve been learning with Miss Hillson? Well, I’ve been
doing
some further reading… We need to get a boy naked first…”
“Naked?
Woah!” Josie giggled at the thought of a naked boy in front of
her. “I guess that would be neat!!” Her nipples tingled slightly. “We
just need
two boys then…”
“I
guess…” Karlie said knowingly, glad that her friend was starting to
tune in to her plan. “So… you ever seen a naked boy?”
“I saw
my aunt change my baby cousin’s nappy once…” Josie began. “But I
wasn’t really paying attention… I’ve seen a few pictures on the
internet, but
never anything in real life… The internet is full of really big and
hairy men -
quite intimidating and gross actually from what I have seen. What about
you?”
“No…”
Karlie sighed. “I’ve tried to get a sneaky peek at Josh, but I’d
die if he thought I was trying to spy on him. My mum would really
punish me…
But… there are two boys here… alone with us… all weekend!!”
“Hmmm…
I’m curious now… have you got a plan?”
“Not
yet… but something might crop up… if you know what I mean…” Karlie
schemed.
“I kind
of like Josh… even though he’s your brother… sorry,
step-brother…” Josie added, mentally undressing him.
“Yeah?
He is kind of handsome, but you’re welcome to him… stupid dork!
Always trying to be Mr Cool and Mr Macho… And as you now know, he’s a
proper
chauvinist. It would be cool to see him brought down to size!” Karlie
smiled. “Callum’s
kind of sweet though - but he looks
like he’d jump a mile if I asked him for a kiss or I said anything
lovey-dovey
to him… Makes for a challenge I suppose…”
The
girls continued to plot…
--
Upstairs,
Josh and Callum were in his bedroom talking and surfing for
porn on the laptop. They were talking about girls, football, girls,
gaming,
girls and pornography. The boys’ bedclothes were comparatively modest
in
comparison with their female counterparts downstairs, Josh wearing a
matching
beige Adidas ™ t-shirt top and pyjama bed shorts. Callum meanwhile was
wearing
a navy blue t-shirt top and bed shorts.
“Wouldn’t
it be cool to see some real live girls in the nude?” Joshua
asked a little breathlessly as they opened up picture after picture of
naked
females on ‘The Hun.’ He was trying to keep his knees together to hide
the
boyish erection that was threatening in vain to pop out of his pyjama
shorts.
“Yeah…
I’ve only ever seen pictures like these in magazines and on the
‘net,” Callum confirmed. “It would be great if we could see some real
live
girls though…” He was struggling as much as Josh to keep his tell-tale
stiffy
out of sight, even if he was with his best friend.
“Awww,
look at that! That’s gross!” Josh giggled as the boys reviewed
the latest picture on the screen. It was of a very hairy woman
attempting to
masturbate with a cucumber. Callum giggled too. “I prefer girls with
hardly any
hair down there… or none at all… shaven…”
“Wh…
why’s that?” Callum asked, staring opened mouthed as the picture
set revealed that the hairy woman was successful in inserting the
cucumber.
“It’s
so you can see more… a woman with a hairy fanny is like… it’s
like she’s hiding it from you…” Both boys adjusted their positions on
the bed.
“Now this is more like it,” Josh grinned as he opened up the next set
and
instantly started saving the pictures to the temporary folder on the
desktop
that he had created - ‘Josh Temp.’
“Wow!
Is that a cheerleader?” Callum asked, mouth agape again…
“U-huh…
Gorgeous little tits and cunny eh?” Josh asked rhetorically,
sounding quite the expert. “And look there… you can tell she’s shaved
it all
off… you can see right up inside too on this one… And here… look how
she’s
holding herself open…” Josh and Callum were now fighting the urge to
just whip
out their adolescent dicks and do what comes naturally as the photo set
progressed to show the cheeky little cheerleader giving oral sex to her
boyfriend.
“Does
your step-mum know you look at this stuff?” Callum asked, for
once just fearful that he might get into trouble.
“Rachel?
Of course not!! She’d blister my arse if she knew!” Josh
whispered, then selecting ‘web cams.’ “We can find more pictures later…
let’s
see if we can see some live girls…”
“Cool,”
Callum said, adjusting the proud and tingling little bulge
between his legs. The boys were feeling good about looking at
pornography. Not
having real live girls to explore, they felt safe in the knowledge too
that
they were getting to do all of the looking, and nobody was getting to
see them.
It made them feel somewhat superior…
“So…
which girl shall we try and see?” Josh asked, bringing up a page
full of web cam links with suggestive titles.
“Try
that one…” Callum pointed quickly. “Teen Kelly’s Bedroom.” Josh
clicked on the link and within a few moments, ‘Kelly’ appeared on the
screen,
reclining on her bed and staring into the web cam… ‘Kelly’ looked to be
about
eighteen or nineteen years old and she was wearing a white bra and
matching
panties. “She’s hot!! What now?” Callum asked innocently.
“We
type a message, and then see what she does…” Josh replied. He typed
in the following message…
‘Hi
Kelly… you look hot… Josh and Callum here to see you…’
Kelly
waved at the web-cam and then typed a message back…
‘Hi
boys… wanna have some fun with me?’
The
boys giggled and Josh eagerly typed in his next message…
‘Sure…
can you show us your pussy?’
Kelly
giggled towards the screen and then typed a response…
‘Hmmmm,
eager boys huh? Maybe my boobs first… here goes…’ With that,
‘Kelly’ moved to kneel up on the bed and began to reach behind her to
unfasten
her bra. Then the web cam cut off with a message on the screen that
read, ‘sign
up with valid bank account details to view more of this web cam…’
“Shit!”
Josh remarked, disappointment in his voice and on his face.
“Where’d
she go?” Callum asked naively.
“You
have to pay to watch more… same happens every time. I don’t have
any way to pay either - I’d get rumbled if I tried to pay on Rachel’s
card…”
“Okay…
back to the pictures then?” Callum asked.
“Let’s
just open this one up… it’s the adult version of YouTube,” Josh
said. “It’s called YouPorn. It’s full of videos… we can watch and save
some of
these instead…”
The
boys opened up the web page and searched for a variety of short
sexual films, all from clicking on the ‘teen fun’ link at the top.
Using his
film capture software, Josh saved 3 of the films that he thought would
be worth
replaying another time when he was alone. He made a mental note to
transfer
them, and the contents of his other sub-folders from the desktop folder
to his
remote drive later in the evening.
“Hey…
Do you… you know… ever play with your dick at night?” Josh
whispered to his friend, amazed that he had plucked up the courage to
ask his
best friend such an intimate question. He was conscious though that he
was
feeling the effects of sexual arousal and at some point, would just
‘have to
pop.’
“Hell
yeah!!” Callum chuckled. “Been doing it for over a year now… but
I didn’t start actually shooting stuff until about December last year…”
“Me
too…” Josh confirmed. “I started shooting last summer… I wish I’d
been able to talk to you about this kind of stuff earlier… we could
have
started looking at this stuff together earlier and maybe you know… not
worry
about… wanking while we do it… know what I mean?”
“I
guess… I’m not gay though…” Callum affirmed, eager to clear that
matter up right away, as if it were something that would be shameful.
“No!
Silly arse! I didn’t mean it like that… I meant… you know… we can
do it ourselves while we watch this… We could do it later on… maybe…”
“Okay…”
Callum replied and grinned broadly. “Just keep your hands to
yourself!”
“Screw
you!!” Josh chuckled. “You knew what I meant all along you tit
wank!” Both boys giggled and pretended to punch each other on the arm
boisterously. “Okay… let’s go down and get a drink,” Josh said,
minimising the
You Porn web page and looking across to his friend. “We can come back
and watch
these in a bit… and… do what a boy’s got to do…”
“Can I
just let this go down a bit first?” Callum blushed,
gesticulating between his legs.
“Oh
shit! Of course!!” Josh chuckled. “I got a boner too… Pretty girls
huh?” Both boys laughed again and waited for normality to return
between their
legs.
--
On the
way to the kitchen, Josh and Callum entered the lounge and
discovered the two younger girls playing a game on the Wii and using
the big
screen High Definition TV.
“Hello
little ladies…” Josh began smartly, trying to impress his
friend. “You’ve been on that all evening… how’s about we watch a film
on the
big TV?”
“But
we’re still playing this game right now…” Karlie replied politely,
ignoring what she knew was a note of sarcasm in her brother’s voice.
“Maybe
later…”
The two
boys were quite miffed at not getting what they wanted straight
away, and Josh was about to try and stamp his masculine authority on
the scene.
But instead, Josh motioned for his friend to sit down and they both sat
down on
the floor to watch the girls play. After all, here were two real live
girls in
their nightwear…
Karlie
and Josie became more animated in their game playing in the
knowledge that the boys were watching them. It was a key part of their
plan.
Whereas earlier, the girls had been excited during the game and about
what they
had been talking about, their physical exertion was much less
conservative now
and they were allowing their clothing to swish around and expose plenty
of bare
leg and panties for anyone watching…
Josh
and Callum looked at each other as if a bomb had gone off in their
mind. Both of them watched the girls in front of them suddenly
realising that
while they had been upstairs viewing internet pornography, they had
been
missing a real live show of ‘girl flesh’ downstairs in the lounge. In
the very
house that they were currently sharing for the weekend! There was a
familiar
pattern - the girls would allow their nightwear to ride high enough up
their
legs to expose a little bit of their panties, and then they would
purposefully
slowly draw the material down to a more discrete and modest showing,
befitting
that of proper young English ladies.
Josh
fought back his burgeoning erection and tapped his friend on the
shoulder.
“C’mon
Callum…” Josh said. Then addressing the girls he asked, “Little
ladies… errrm… do you want a drink?”
“Uh-huh…”
Karlie nodded, again ignoring her step-brother’s taunt.
“Lemonade please…” The boys stood up gingerly and headed back out to
the
kitchen.
In the
secret hush of the kitchen, the two boys compared their excited
thoughts on the two girls effervescing in the lounge.
“You
know what Callum?” Josh asked in an excited whisper and carefully
pouring out the four drinks. “I think we just discovered two real live
girls
that we might get to see naked the way they are going…” Callum giggled
and
replied,
“Hell
yeah! They look really cute and they weren’t trying too hard to
stop showing off were they?”
“Nope…
But Josie’s mine though… She’s really hot and in need of a big
stud!” Josh winked at Callum. “You can have Karlie… spiteful little
bitch…”
“That’s
okay… I’ve always found Karlie attractive… I bet she’s got
lovely little tits!” Callum suggested. Josh blushed and smirked as his
friend
described his step-sister in intimate detail.
“I
guess so… She is pretty too, but so annoying. She thinks she’s so
smart and superior. I’ll never forgive her for taking my place in the
football
team. I’m gonna get her back one day… and show her who’s boss!”
“So
what’s the plan?” Callum whispered, eager to follow Josh’s lead.
“Okay…
look… we need to do something that starts out simple and
gradually gets our girls in the mood for some… sexy play, if you know
what I
mean?” Josh offered, trying to sound confident and displaying far more
confidence than he had. He was secretly hoping that Callum would take
the lead.
But Callum was equally devoid of inspiration or experience of what to
do.
“Like
what?” Callum replied blankly and shuffling from one foot to
another.
“Well…
a game maybe… what about spin the bottle? Ever played that?”
“Nope…”
Callum said in disappointment. He wished he had played it
before. “But anyway, what if it lands on you and Karlie? How would you
handle
that?”
“If I
have to kiss her, then so be it… we keep playing until we get
what we want…” Josh replied. “I think I will be able to fix the
spinning of the
bottle anyway so that I kiss Josie, and you kiss Karlie…”
“Okay…
then what?” Callum said, growing into the idea of his friend’s
plan. “Isn’t the plan to do more… you know? Like seeing them naked and
stuff?”
“I
haven’t thought that far ahead yet…” Josh conceded weakly. “I’ll
think of something though… Maybe truth or dare, or strip poker…”
“Strip
poker?” Callum spat in disbelief. “You kidding? I’m shit at
cards… Can’t we just try and spy on them or something?” Callum was
concerned
that the game of strip poker was fraught with the high stakes of
getting
beaten.
“Relax…
I can play poker… we can’t lose…” Josh comforted. “And that
way, even if we don’t actually score, we’ll get to see the real girls
naked and
still have the films to watch later!! Everyone’s a winner!”
“Hmmm…
if you’re sure about the poker… I mean… I don’t want girls to
see me naked… Not like that anyway… That would be soooo humiliating…”
Callum
said, his stomach churning. He still wasn’t even sure that he’d have
the
courage to actually kiss a girl.
“It’s
cool Callum… We’ll teach those smart arse girls who’s boss… And
for the record, we will win without losing any clothing - guaranteed…”
“How
come?”
“I have
a packet of marked cards… I won ten pounds off Graham Jacobs
one lunchtime last term!!” Josh remarked proudly. “So what do you
think? A
master plan or what?”
“I
guess…” Callum added. “How do you know what to do though? I mean…
you ever kissed a girl?”
Whilst
they would never admit it to each other (they were boys after
all…), both of them wore a mask of bravado that belied any real
substance to
their life experiences and confidence.
“Well…
not really,” Josh confessed. “But I pecked Sophie Grayson on the
cheek under the mistletoe in town last Christmas Eve, but not a proper
kiss,
no… But how hard can it be? Everyone does it sooner or later… It’ll be
fine,
stop worrying. I’ll take the lead…”
As the
two boys continued to talk quietly and cement their infallible
plan, the time for action was fast approaching. To try and sweeten the
girls
into playing spin the bottle with them, Josh reached into the biscuit
jar and
took four chocolate cookies, placing them carefully onto a small plate.
The
nervous butterflies were building in the stomach of both boys, but just
as he
was about to usher Callum back into the lounge and the waiting girls,
Josh’s
mind flashed back to an incident the previous summer while he was on
holiday in
Devon with his step-mother and step-sister…
--
It was
the summer of 2011 and Josh (still only twelve years old then)
was staying in Devon at a holiday camp site with his step-mother and
step-sister. They had rented a plush static caravan for two weeks. On
one side
of the camp site were the golden sands of Morbis Bay and the powerfully
undulating mass of the Atlantic Ocean. On the other side of the camp
was a
thick, tall and dense forest, filled with picturesque woodland walks
and cycle
rides.
The day
after they arrived, Josh was out exploring the camp site,
mainly looking for other boys his age to hang about with and to escape
the
decidedly feminine atmosphere within the caravan. Before going into the
main
resort complex, he decided to explore the forest area to the south of
the camp.
Being mindful that he was wearing a simple blue t-shirt and cut-off
denim
shorts, Josh did his best to prevent himself getting stung by nettles
as he
moved further into the forest and off one of the main footpaths routes.
Soon,
he was under a dense canopy of tall, mature trees and there he
saw it… a grass snake curled up on the underside of a fallen log.
Fascinated,
Josh watched the snake intently and carefully avoiding too much
movement or
noise to disturb the sleeping serpent. His attention on the snake was
suddenly
disturbed by distant childlike shouting and the sound of running…
Josh
listened and struggled to make out what was being said as the
sound of running and shouting got nearer…
“Come
back you little shit!” a girl’s voice cried out as the sound of
multiple footsteps quickly hammered the stony track of the nearby path.
Josh
was closer to the path than he originally thought and he crouched down
out of
sight in curiosity as the noises got louder.
“No
way! Leave me alone!” a boy’s voice now cried out. “I’m not doing
it!”
“But we
won fair and square! If you don’t do it now, we’ll only make
you do it later…” a second girl’s determined voice added.
“Yeah
Peter…” a third girl too Josh heard. “And we’ll make sure ALL the
girls in the Holiday Club see…” In a bluster, the running footsteps
were upon
Josh and he tensed his body as if that was going to hide him even
better and he
closed his eyes. The running footsteps were passing him…
“No
way… you cheated somehow… I’m not doing it… it’s not fair!” the
boy’s voice protested.
So,
three girls were chasing a boy through the forest… and they wanted
him to ‘do something’ because they had won fair and square… That piqued
Josh’s
curiosity. Eager to understand what was going on, he carefully
extricated
himself from his hiding position and quietly jogged along the path,
following
the voices.
He
trailed the four other children towards a clearing and he was
careful not to alert his approach as he found a suitable place from
which to
spectate, behind a thick ivy bush, lying between two tall oak trees.
The three
girls and the boy were stood in what looked like a clearing, with
evidence of a
previous camp fire at some point. Certainly, nobody else seemed to be
about.
Josh studied the other four…
The boy
was surrounded by the girls and obviously had nowhere to run,
backed up against one of the oak trees on the other side of the
clearing. He
looked to be Josh’s age, wearing a Barcelona football shirt, dark blue
beach
shorts and simple white training shoes.
The
three girls were a mixed plethora of pubescent femininity. The
tallest and oldest looking was wearing an England football top and
denim shorts
with sandals. She looked to be about thirteen or fourteen, certainly
older than
Josh. The other two girls looked younger, maybe ten or eleven, and one
of them
was Asian-Indian with jet black shoulder length hair and glasses. Josh
thought
she was very pretty in her purple t-shirt and denim dungarees. Josh
listened
and watched…
“Well
Peter… looks like we’ve got you now… nowhere to run huh?” the
older girl said, smiling confidently at the nervous looking ‘Peter.’
“Leave
me alone… it’s not fair…” Peter said, blushing and looking very
uncomfortable. The other two girls giggled between themselves.
“Of
course it’s fair…” the first girl continued. “You said that girls
didn’t have the ability to play that dumb fighting game on the
Gamestation in
the lounge at the camp…”
“It’s
true… girls can’t play…” Peter spat.
“But we
can play though… can’t we Peter?” the older girl said, a hint
of knowing victory in her voice. “Girls can play… but you didn’t think
that you
could possibly lose to a girl… did you Peter? Because you’re a boy, you
thought
you’d win hands down… But you lost… to all three of us!!!”
“You…
you must have cheated…” Peter derided, a look of panic etched
over his face, wringing his hands in front of his belly.
“No way
ho-say…” one of the younger girls (Kasey) chimed in, folding
her arms across her chest in defiance. “And, you said that you would
pull down
your pants and show us what you’ve got if we all beat you… And guess
what.. We
won! Time to pay up…”
“No…
please… I was only kidding around…” Peter begged.
“Are
you chicken?” the young Asian girl (Karina) offered, smiling at
the poor boy’s discomfort and defeat. “You’re afraid to show us your
willy!!”
“Please
Katherine…” Peter addressed the older girl. “Please don’t make
me… You can have my pocket money for the rest of the holiday… I’ll…”
“No
dice Peter… You lost fair and square and we’re not leaving this
spot until you pay up…”
Josh
was shocked at the situation playing out in front of him. Three
girls were ganging up on a boy, right there in front of him, and the
boy was
clearly in ‘big trouble.’ Josh was confused by the feelings that were
coursing
through his own pubescent body. He was scared of getting caught by the
girls
for spying on them, he was scared of interjecting and trying to save
the boy
from such a humiliating prospect as having to pull his pants down in
front of
three girls… and strangest of all, he had a boner in his shorts… He was
feeling
arousal for some reason while this boy was being bullied by three
girls. In his
confusion, he remained as still as a statue and continued to watch…
“It’s
willy time…” Kasey smirked, raising her eyebrows suggestively and
looking directly into Peter’s fearful looking features, revelling in
his
discomfort. Peter was unable to look Kasey in the eyes for very long
before he
looked away in defeat.
“Last
chance Peter…” Katherine offered. “Strip down like a good boy,
and show us girls your produce… or we’ll come and get ya…” The two
younger
girls giggled. Josh had to clutch his groin. “If we have to come and
get you,
we’ll strip you fully naked right here… and then…”
“No!! I
won’t… you can’t make me…” Peter blushed and tears were
starting to well in his eyes. The girls sensed that Peter was about to
try and
run again, and Katherine made a move before he could try. She grabbed
hold of
her younger brother from behind, managing to get him into a bear hug
easily
with her hands around his waist and just underneath his football shirt.
The boy
was struggling hard against his sister and protesting vociferously,
kicking
around in all directions to avail. “Nnnngghh… get off… fuck off!!
Stop!!!!
Please!!!”
“Let’s
do this properly since he’s obviously too chicken… Shirt first,
Karina…” Katherine said brightly to the young Asian girl. Karina smiled
and
stepped forward keenly to quickly remove the stricken boy’s football
top. Now
shirtless, Peter continued to kick out and struggle.
“Please
no!!!! I’ll tell mum… I’ll tell dad… Stop it!! PLEASE!!!” Peter
bawled.
“Quit
struggling little boy…” Katherine teased. “You said you’d show us
all your scrawny little dick, and that’s what’s going to happen… And I
know you
won’t tell mum and dad… because by the time we’ve finished with you,
you’ll be
too embarrassed… And they wouldn’t believe you anyway… You’ve been
grounded
before for exaggerating and lying remember…” The girls giggled again as
Katherine continued to hold the boy’s arms tightly from behind. “Shorts
now
Kasey… leave his pants up for now though… And Peter… you better stop
your
kicking now or it’ll be a lot, lot worse for you… understand?”
Katherine
emphasised her words by tightening her grip slightly.
“Stop
it… stop it!! Nngggghhh…” Peter bawled as he saw and then felt
the younger girl’s fingers enter the waistband of his beach shorts.
“Please
don’t…” Without a care for the boy’s modesty, Kasey pulled down the
protesting
boy’s beach shorts in lightning quick time. The girls manoeuvred Peter
so that
Kasey was able to fully remove the beach shorts from his ankles,
leaving him
now in just a pair of simple light blue underpants. He looked every bit
a
pathetic preteen boy…
Katherine
continued to keep a steady hold of her hopelessly wriggling
younger brother while Karina and Kasey gathered in front of the boy,
waiting
excitedly for the call to finish the job.
Josh
meanwhile was still watching in secret from behind the two oak
trees and the ivy bush. He was wrestling with his emotions over and
over. He
wanted to step in, spare Peter’s blushes and put the girls in their
place… He
wanted to pull down his pants and satisfy the tingling sensations he
was
feeling in his own dick… to quell the confusion of arousal he was
subject to.
And worst of all… he also wanted to see what the girls might do next…
secretly,
unknowingly, he was willing them on… Betraying his own gender…
‘What
should I do?’ Josh thought. ‘This is so fucking wrong…’ But all
he could do was continue to watch. Curious, aroused, amused,
embarrassed.
“Showtime…”
Katherine giggled… “Girls? Off with his pants!”
“Noooooo!!”
Peter bawled, tears flowing freely from his eyes as his
time of judgement appeared. “Please!! Stop…” Karina and Kasey grinned
victoriously as they both put their fingers into the waistband of
Peter’s
underpants. “Please…. Nooooooo!” With joyous and gleeful excitement,
the girls
tugged the flimsy garment quickly down Peter’s knees, down his
trembling legs
and off his ankles. There… ‘little Peter’ was fully naked in front of
three
girls - just as he had originally promised if he had lost the game to
the
girls…
Karina
and Kasey giggled, pointed and whispered as they ogled Peter’s
hairless young penis and scrotum hanging freely between his legs. He
was unable
to cover himself with his hands as his older sister was still holding
him
tightly from behind, and she was looking at him too. Oh the shame of
it. The
two younger girls moved in closely to inspect the boyish genitals
presented to
them, moving to just within inches of the pathetic looking little tube
of
masculinity, the head covered by a taut, pouting little foreskin. And
then
lower… the wrinkly, fleshy little sac containing his testicles. This
was
delicious fun for the girls…
“That’s
real funny looking!” Karina commented and both she and Kasey
broke into fresh fits of laughter. “Everything looks so… feeble and
vulnerable…”
“I
can’t believe I’m actually seeing one this close up…” Kasey sighed,
trying to contain her curiosity, her joy and her arousal. Peter pressed
his
eyes closed, trying to blot out the humiliation and stem the flood of
tears and
quiet sobbing. His cheeks burned with scarlet humiliation, realising
the close
girlish scrutiny that his private parts were being subjected to. This
was too
horrible… His masculinity had been derided and he did feel feeble and
vulnerable. It was a complete antithesis to what a twelve year old boy
should
feel about himself.
“Touch
him…” Katherine said quietly. “He can’t stop you… I’ve got him
held tight and he’s no match for me when he struggles. Are you little
boy?”
Peter sobbed, knowing that no matter how much he fought, he wasn’t
going to be
able to stop the girls. He hung limp in his sister’s arms as the girls
moved
closer still to complete their inspection of his genitals.
“Please…”
Peter begged. “Don’t do any more… This wasn’t part of the
deal…”
“Too
bad you went back on your part of the ‘deal’ then eh? Let’s call
this, ‘compensation’ little boy - now hold still and let them do it… or
I’ll
smack your arse too!” Katherine said, emphasising her role as leader of
the
group.
Karina
and Kasey lightly tousled Peter’s dick with their delicate young
fingers and cupped his balls, taking turns to fully fondle the boy.
Their
touches were gentle and timid at first, but as the girls grew in
confidence,
they started to test just how much physical pressure they could put on
a boy’s
genitals before it hurt him.
“Owwww!
Stop it… Please, that’s hurting…” Peter continued to sob
powerlessly as Karina applied a little too much pressure to his
scrotum.
“Wow!”
Karina gasped. “It’s getting bigger…” The two younger girls
watched as sure enough, Peter’s dick began to show signs of sprouting
an
erection. As the two girls giggled, Katherine announced,
“Good…
he’s getting an erection… That means he’s getting excited… He
likes you, ha ha!! So… when his dick is fully hard, we can start the
finale…”
Josh
watched in a humiliated sexual stupor as the three girls subjected
Peter to their juvenile sexual abuse. He was in denial that girls could
do such
a thing to a boy, or that they could even think of getting away with
doing this
to a boy. He was trying to subdue his obvious arousal at watching the
girls
dominating their boy victim with thoughts about why the boy wasn’t able
to
fight the girls off.
‘I’d
fight much harder against a group of girls like that,’ Josh
thought, rationalising things in his mind. ‘I’d sure stop them doing it
to me…
I’d show them what for… Make them strip for me instead!! Maybe Peter
secretly
wants this to happen… Maybe Peter’s just a sissy wimp… Yeah, I’d kick
‘em in
the fanny if they tried that with me…’ But still he watched in curious
fascination as the three girls continued their undoubted domination.
Peter’s
penis was now fully hard and as long as it was going to get for
a twelve year old just about past the first hurdle puberty. It stood
out
‘proudly’ from the junction at the top of his legs, pointing, veritably
saluting in the direction of Karina
and
Kasey. Both girls stood back a little, amazed that something so small
and
wrinkly had seemingly tripled in size and looked almost… well,
powerful.
“What
now?” Kasey said, squeezing her legs together to combat her
recently discovered tingling, and unable to take her eyes off the bare
naked
and hairless erection just two feet in front of her.
“I’m
gonna milk him…” Katherine said quietly.
“Milk
him?” Karina asked curiously, surreptitiously pressing her hand
into the crotch of her dungarees. “He’s not a cow…”
“Well
he is in a way…” Katherine assured knowingly, having picked up a
lot of useful knowledge from the older girls in the playground at
school, and
being nearly fourteen, from having undertaken the first round of sex
education.
“During sexual intercourse, a man puts his dick into a woman’s… vagina…
Her
cunny…” Karina and Kasey nodded as if they knew that much. “Well, in
order to
make that happen, the dick has to be hard… and when it’s inside the
woman, the
man shoots sperm in order to make a baby…”
“So how
does that make Peter a cow?” Karina giggled naively.
“Well,
it’s not just about actually having sexual intercourse…”
Katherine explained, all the while keeping Peter held tight and with
his
erection on permanent display. “Boys masturbate… they wank off… when
there is too
much sperm inside their little ball bag down there… It’s kind of a tap…
And
they have to let their sperm out regularly to stop them going crazy…”
“So…
how does a boy… you know…” Karina asked nervously.
“Lots
of ways… You’ll learn soon enough… but today, think of Peter’s
willy as a cow’s udder, and that’s how we’ll milk him…” Karina and
Kasey
giggled at the crude simplistic analogy of a boy’s penis being likened
to a
cow’s teat.
“No
Kathy!!! Please stop this… don’t do that to me…” Peter protested
through a fresh wave of tearful humiliation. By now, Kasey had
liberated her
camera phone from the suede pouch underneath her t-shirt and she was
busy
taking pictures and film of Peter’s predicament, being careful to leave
out
Katherine’s face, but capturing every little detail of what a naked boy
looked
like.
“Shut
up…” Katherine admonished her brother. “Hold still…”
With that, Katherine released one of her
hands from around her brother’s waist and moved it down to grasp the
erection
sprouting from the boy’s midriff. “This is how to milk a boy…” As
Katherine
started to slowly stroke her tightened fingers along Peter’s shaft,
Kasey and
Karina watched in awe as despite his tears, Peter seemed to submit to
whatever
it was that Katherine was doing to him. Slowly, but deliberately,
Katherine’s
fingers gripped and masturbated the young boy’s penis back and forth,
back and
forth…
“Wow…
doesn’t that hurt?” Kasey asked, for once just a little concerned
for Peter’s welfare. She had observed the angry looking purple-red tip
of
Peter’s cock being exposed as the foreskin was slowly retracted.
“A
boy’s dick is quite robust really… apart from a direct punch or kick
when they deserve it of course!” Katherine announced as she continued
to stroke
her brother’s penis repeatedly up and down. “Now Peter… I’m afraid you
are
going to remember this day for the rest of your life… 29th
of July,
2011... The day you got beaten by a group of girls who were just..
better than
you…”
Karina
and Kasey giggled as Katherine demonstrated the art of milking a
young male and lectured him through his humiliation. Josh was aghast at
the
mastery that Katherine and the other girls had over the other boy… And
the ease
in which it had seemingly occurred. But compelled to watch he still
was…
“You
see Peter… I’m going to keep stroking you like this until you
shoot your cum… and whenever a girl does something like this with you
again in
the future, you will always remember the day that girls stripped you…
and made
you cum…” Suddenly,
Katherine quickened
the pace of her stroking fingers and tightened the grip around the
shaft of his
tingling penis. “Do you understand?”
“Y-yesss….”
Peter gasped, focussing not on wanting to get away any
more, but instead, reaching the end point of what he was feeling. It
was going
to explode soon and it would all be over… wouldn’t it?
“Karina…
tell Peter who’s best… boys or girls…”
“Girls
are best of course!” Karina said brightly, always proud to
defend her gender.
“Nngggghhh…
No!” Peter gasped. “Stop!”
“Kasey…
who’s better? Boys or girls?” Katherine asked her second
protégé.
“It’s
girls… naturally…” Kasey replied gleefully taking pictures and
video clips of Peter’s ongoing surrender…
“Yes
Peter… girls have beaten you…” Katherine beamed victoriously,
sensing the oncoming boyish climax. “Girls have stripped you naked…
girls have
looked at your naughty, naked little private parts… and girls are now
watching
you get milked like a ‘little boy cow’ that you are…”
“Nnggghh!!
Noooo! Stop it… Please…” Peter protested breathlessly as his
hips started to shake and that creeping electrical tickle shot out of
his loins
to the tip of his cock. He was suffering an orgasm… It was coming… He
couldn’t
prevent it… he couldn’t defend it…
“Girls
are better than boys…” Katherine pronounced clinically as
Peter’s clear and runny semen shot from the tip of his penis in a wet
and
stringy, humiliating eruption. It was only the third time Peter had
been able
to spurt. “Good boy… let it all out… show the girls your weakness…”
“Oh my
god!!” Karina gasped at the hilarious sight of a boy’s penis
shooting it’s liquid and the fitful looking rapid movements of his hips
as his
climax took hold.
“Jesus!!”
Kasey offered in disbelief at what she was seeing, and
dodging the shots of semen. “Look how far it went!” Further, smaller
spurts of
boyish cum shot forth from Peter’s cock as his sister slowed down her
pace and
brought him back down from his shameful orgasm.
“Good
little boy… you showed us what a ridiculous mess little boys make
huh?” Katherine praised and teased in equal measure. “Now that’s
settled…
you’ll spend the rest of the holiday as our little slave boy…”
“Wha-what?
What do you mean?” Peter whimpered, feeling his penis begin
to shrink back to it’s weakened, normal state.
“Well,
with the pictures and film that Kasey has of you… well, you
figure it out… The girls in the Camp Club are going to love you… Gonna
try and
stop us?”
--
That
was last summer… Josh had wrestled with his emotions ever since
that day. Being a boy, he naturally hated the thought of girls getting
the
upper hand against boys… in anything. Seeing the girls laughing and
pointing,
and feeling Peter’s cock and empathising with the boy’s tearful and
protesting
reaction, aroused very mixed emotion indeed. He shared in the boy’s
humiliation
almost as if it had been him that was the victim.
As a
consequence of what he saw during that first incident, Josh had
become secretly petrified of a girl getting to see his cock under such
circumstances. But equally, it always seemed to make his dick tingle
when he
remembered the incident. It had made him masturbate regularly from that
day
onwards, and many times his thoughts would drift to recall the incident
while
he was doing it… But there was no emotional resolution - he just got
more and
more confused by the imagery and the emotions that the incident
provoked within
him. Why did he enjoy it?
‘Girls
need to be taught… See how they like it…’ Josh thought coming
back to his senses with the tray of drinks and biscuits in his hands.
‘Boys are
in charge… Boys rule…’
“Look…
even if the girls don’t want to know,” Josh offered, just in
case both boys were so stricken with fear, “we can always find some
pictures of
pussy’s and pretend that they’re Josie and Karlie’s!!”
“Or we
could try and get a couple of sneaky photos of the girls while
they are changing…” Callum whispered bravely.
“Yeah,
whatever happens - we can’t lose… this is going to be one cool
weekend!!” Josh concluded, believing the hype of their contrived plan.
--
Josh
entered the lounge, carefully carrying the tray of drinks and
biscuits and was followed cautiously by Callum. Both boys noticed that
the two
girls were still playing their game on the Wii.
“Here’s
the drinks and stuff… Can we watch a film on the big TV now?”
Josh asked politely - believing that being polite might open the door
to
commencing the ‘grand plan.’
“No,
we’re still playing…” Karlie replied dismissively, noticing her
step-brother’s politeness suspiciously. “You’ve got loads of stuff in
your room,
leave us alone for a bit…”
“Come
on… I’ve made you drinks… I’ve brought biscuits… It’s our turn…”
Josh continued, a little more aggressively and losing patience.”
“My
gosh!” Karlie teased. “Drinks and biscuits… we are privileged!”
Josie giggled with her friend. “Nobody said anything about access to
the TV as
a result of drinks being delivered by you and we certainly didn’t order
any
biscuits from you… You’ll have to wait until we’re finished…”
“Dumb
girls… I’ve got a guest too you know…” Josh complained, his
politeness forgotten all to quickly and straight into the girls’ hands.
“It’s
the ‘DUMB GIRL’ routine now again is it?” Karlie offered calmly.
“Just because a GIRL took your place on the BOY’S football team! You
still
can’t handle that a girl is better than you!!”
“Shut
up! That’s got nothing…”
“And
not just me… There’s Allyson who plays in goal, and then Cassie
Jeffries as striker… She’s scored more goals than all of the boys
combined!!
Face it, the girls are going to take over!!”
“Shut
up!! Don’t interrupt me… Shut your mouth you little bitch!” Josh
argued.
“Admit
it… Hah!! Girls are better than boys!!” Karlie teased, a smug
looking grin of satisfaction curling across her pretty young face,
matched by
that of her equally attractive young friend. The girls were tying the
proverbial noose… baiting the trap.
“Bullshit!
No fucking way!” Josh finally shouted, picking up a TV
remote control and launching it at his step-sister…
At that
moment, everything appeared to happen in slow motion, like a scene
from a Matrix film. Callum and Josie watched the trajectory of the
remote
control in disbelief.
“Boys
are better! End Of!” Josh raged… the remote control still making
‘slow-mo’ progress across the lounge in a perilous parabolic arc.
Thud!
The remote control hit Karlie on the side of the head. It was
only a glancing blow, but was enough to cause the younger girl some
discomfort.
“Owwwww!
Fuck!” Karlie whined. “That hurt you horrible little bastard!”
Callum and Josie tried in vain to calm the situation down. “You’ll
regret that
Joshua… I’m gonna call mum and tell her - you’ll be grounded for sure…
Forever!”
“So
what?” Josh spat defiantly, daring his step-sister to tell tales.
“She’ll
stop you seeing your friends, stop you playing on the Wii and
she’ll stop you using our laptop! And… I bet she’ll finally give you
the
spanking you deserve - on the bare bottom and in front of me…” Karlie
said
smartly, a gleam in her eye and sharing a knowing smile with Josie.
Josh
panicked… Not seeing his friends or playing on the Wii was one
thing. But he didn’t want to lose access to the laptop, not now he was
regularly getting to see pornography. Worst though, was the prospect of
getting
his bare bottom spanked in front of his step-sister. Rachel had
threatened it
many times in the past but had held back because he was not strictly
her son
and felt awkward about disciplining another person’s child.
Immediately,
Josh recalled the incident at Karlie’s twelfth birthday
party in April this year. Karlie had been allowed six guests to a
birthday tea
and DVD party and by the fact that he was her step-sibling, Josh was
the only
boy. He was boisterously trying to show off to win favour with the
girls but
was going about it all the wrong way. Instead of talking nicely to the
girls
and respectfully learning more about them through polite, engaging
conversation, Josh spent most of the time running around clumsily and
trying to
tickle various girls that he found cute.
At one
point, Josh was chasing Josie around the dining room table in a
vain effort to catch the girl and tickle her, to try and get a feel of
her
promising bottom too. During the chase, Josh knocked a pot plant off
the
mantelpiece, showering the floor in broken porcelain, forlorn fauna and
copious
amounts of threatening looking soil… And Josh was lectured heavily by
Rachel…
“Joshua…
what’s gotten into you? You know that there is no running
allowed in the house… That was such a stupid thing to be doing… You
should be
setting an example… I’ve had enough of you terrorising Karlie’s guests
and
spoiling the party,” Rachel barracked sternly. She had Josh almost
pinned into
a corner of the dining room while she admonished him in front of all of
the
girls. Josh could only blush, butterflies of fear and embarrassment
fluttering
within his body. Had he been able to see her, Karlie wore an expression
like
the cat that got the cream. “I’ve a good mind to pull down your
trousers and
underpants right now and spank your bare bottom - look at the mess in
here…
Look at the destruction.”
“Noo!
Please… I’ll be good… I’ll clean it up and won’t cause any more
trouble, I promise,” Josh gabbled.
“Of
course you will clean it up and then you can go to your room and
let these girls enjoy the rest of THEIR party…” Rachel continued. “You
are
lucky that this room has a laminate wood floor. If this had been on one
of the
carpets elsewhere in the house, I would not have hesitated in spanking
you -
and you’d remain fully naked for the rest of the weekend… Make no
mistake…”
“But…
bu…” Josh began to protest at the thought of being spanked fully
naked, and the prospect of it happening in front of a party full of
girls.
“But
nothing young man… be thankful for the mercy I have shown you and
not another word… Or else!”
The
girls were all trying to conceal their giggling between each other
at the thought of Josh being spanked naked, particularly Karlie. That
really
would have made the party legendary. When Rachel left the room to get
some
cleaning agent and a cloth, Karlie teased Josh just quiet enough that
Rachel
wouldn’t hear, but loud enough for her friends, including Josie to hear…
“Best
behaviour now naughty little boy… or we’re all gonna see your
willy!!” Josh dared not say anything, but flashed a look of spite in
the
direction of his giggling step-sister.
His
behaviour that day improved instantly with the terrifying threat of
being exposed in front of girls, another reminder of the incident that
happened
during their holiday the previous year. And since, none of his antics
had ever
been as bad as throwing a remote control at his step-sister and causing
her
pain. Josh didn’t want to take the risk…
“No…
don’t tell Rachel…” Josh blushed. Though he was feeling very
sorry, he didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of hearing him
apologise.
“What’s
it worth?” Karlie offered, fully aware that she had Josh where
she wanted him… on the back foot.
“You
can play on the Wii… use that TV… ALL weekend if you want…” Josh
blustered with the first thing that came into his head. After all, that
wouldn’t
be so bad and he felt good about using that as a bargaining tool as it
still
meant that he and Callum could use the laptop in the safety of his
bedroom…
“Not
good enough…” Karlie interjected quickly. “We might get bored of
the Wii after tonight…”
“Well…
I’ll do your chores for a week…” Josh reacted quickly again,
trying to defuse his step-sister as quickly as possible. “I’ll buy you
something nice for Christmas… and your birthday… I’ll…” But Josh was
clearly
panicking. He didn’t know what to say. He looked at Callum for ideas,
but found
none. He just shrugged his shoulders, never having had to negotiate
with a girl
before.
“Hmmm…
maybe… grant me three wishes and I’ll think about it…” Karlie
said, knowingly putting the worm onto her imaginary fishing line…
“Three
wishes? What do you mean?” Josh said, confused.
“Grant
me three wishes and you’ll see… But if you refuse, I’ll go
straight to mum and ensure you’ll get a naked spanking!!”
“How do
you know she’ll believe you?” Josh countered bravely. “I’ve got
a witness who’ll side with me… Right Callum?”
“O…
okay… I guess…” Callum blushed, not really wanting to be drawn into
the battle. After all, he wanted to get cosy with Karlie, not be her
enemy.
“You
little sneak Callum…” Karlie said, ensuring that her
disappointment was clear. “But anyhow… I’ve no doubt got a bruise
coming on my
head… and I also have a witness… right Josie?”
“Sure
thing!” Josie said confidently. “Girls stick together…”
“Well,
I’m older and I’m a boy!” Josh flustered, rapidly running out of
ammunition.
“What
has that got to do with anything?” Karlie questioned.
“Because…
Boys are…”
“Just
because you’ve got some silly appendages somewhere between your
legs, doesn’t really count for anything…” Karlie interrupted. “Josie
and me are
girls… trustworthy girls… ‘Rachel’ is my mother, which means… us girls
will win
any argument about what happened here tonight… Admit it… We’ve got you
beaten
and banged to rights…”
“You
tell him!” Josie giggled, impressed with her friend’s power of
debate and confidence.
“This
proves nothing…” Josh said looking to his friend for inspiration,
but finding none again.
“Maybe,
maybe not… But Mom is just as much a feminist as me, so… what
will it be BIG brother? A guaranteed naked spanking in front of me and
Josie on
Sunday night, or grant me three wishes?”
Josh
did a lot of thinking, or took the time that suggested that there
was a lot of thinking going on.
“One
moment… Callum, come with me…” the boys retired to the kitchen to
talk quietly. The girls whispered in the lounge to cement their
game-plan too.
It was almost like a ‘time out…’
“I
can’t let her win Callum…” Josh whispered to Callum, despairingly in
the kitchen. “She took my place on the team… you any idea how that
feels? To
have a girl take the place of a boy, on a BOY’S team? It shouldn’t be
allowed.
There should be a law against it… Girls can’t play football - any more
than
they can box. Did you see the girls boxing in the Olympics? Whatever
next…”
“But
Josh… I wouldn’t fancy taking a risk of a naked spanking… That
would be horrible… They’d get to see your bum, and your… privates too…
Might be
best to let them have this little victory… Three wishes, how bad can it
be?”
Callum offered with calm wisdom. After all, this didn’t really concern
him did
it?
The
girls were giggling quietly when the boys returned from the
kitchen.
“So…
what’s your choice BIG brother? Three little wishes, or naked
spanking?” Karlie teased.
“Three
wishes…” Josh mumbled in submission.
“I
can’t hear you?” Karlie said, the instruction clear for Josh to
repeat the words more loudly.
“THREE
wishes…” Josh repeated more loudly, still hanging his head in
defeat.
“Okay…
wish number one is quite simple,” Karlie began. “I kind of liked
the idea of you doing all my chores for one week… That is my first
wish… do you
accept?”
“Yes…
sure…” Josh said quickly, a feeling of relief spreading through
him. ‘Gosh, I’m off the hook… I thought her wishes would be something
horrible…’
“Okay…
what that means is you do all the cooking and cleaning up until
mum gets back on Sunday night… then you will do the washing up every
night and
take the bins out on Tuesday night.”
“Okay…”
Josh agreed.
“Second
wish… we’re going to play a game… here, this one on the Wii…”
Karlie said, pointing at the TV screen.
“Big
General Knowledge Quiz?” Josh said.
“Yep…
Girls against boys…”
“What
do you mean?” Josh asked, looking from his step-sister, then to
Callum, and back to his step-sister.
“Yeah,
what do I have to do with this?” Callum asked.
“Well,
it’s clear that you both think boys are better, and that Josie
and me know that girls are better… So, let’s say this is a ‘friendly’
little
contest to see who comes out on top between us… You never know, you
might win…”
“Of
course we’ll win!” Josh scoffed. “We’re in! Right Callum?”
“Okay…
How hard can it be?” The two boys did a high-five.
“There’s
one condition…” Josie interrupted the boys’ bravado.
“What
do you mean?” Josh and Callum replied in synchronisation.
“Losers
pay a forfeit… a dare maybe…” Karlie confirmed mischievously,
teasingly raising her eyebrows at Josie.
“Okay…
double or quits on your first wish…” Josh began. “If we lose,
I’ll do your chores for two weeks… If we win… you’ll do the chores and
admit
that boys are the kings of the world!!” The boys were obviously very
confident
- their desire for competition being greater than their ability.
“No
dummy…” Karlie countered. “My first wish is just between you and
me… This one is team against team…”
“Girls
will win together… and boys will lose together!” quipped Josie
confidently.
“So
what then?” Josh asked.
“Losers
have to strip naked and acknowledge the opposite sex as
superior!!” Karlie said calmly, a look of ‘I dare you to play’ in her
eyes.
“No
way!” Callum replied sharply. “I haven’t done anything wrong here
and I’m not stripping for nobody… and certainly not admitting girls
being best.
Bugger that…”
“Hang
on Callum,” Josh said, curiosity getting the better of him. He
continued in a whisper into his friend’s ear, “We’ll get to see their
tits and
cunnies… Maybe feel them too… Come on… I know we can win a stupid quiz!
There’s
bound to be a sports round…”
“I
don’t know,” Callum said addressing everyone. “It’s a big risk…
you’ve been playing this all night and I’m not sure I want to play now
anyway…”
The
boys didn’t really know what they wanted to do given how things
were panning out. It was as if they already felt beaten, which of
course they
were. The bravado and bluster they shared in the kitchen not ten
minutes
earlier was now replaced with self doubt and divided confidence. That
was all
the girls needed to further their plot…
“Actually
Callum,” Karlie said. “You don’t really have much of a
choice… If you don’t play against us, Josh can’t complete the second
wish… and
that means a naked spanking for him on Sunday night in front of us…”
Josie
giggled, feeling as though the girls had already won. If the boys had
to be
persuaded, it meant that they were already on the back foot… Divided
and
conquered…
“Yeah…
you were prepared to lie for Josh, so that makes you a partner
in crime in anyone’s book! And you might end up with a spanking too…”
Josie
chimed, relishing the prospect of seeing both boys naked.
“Look,
let’s make this interesting - the quiz is first to ten points…”
Karlie advised. “You are wearing your pyjama tops and shorts, we’ve got
our
knickers and nighties… When the first team reaches five points, the
opposition
has to remove their top…” “Boys lose their pyjama tops… or we lose our
nighties…” Both boys suddenly mentally undressed Karlie and Josie,
trying to
picture their budding preteen chests openly in view in front of them on
their
road to victory and the affirmation of male supremacy… ‘Karlie put in
her
place, one and for all…’ Josh thought.
“Okay…”
Callum sighed, not believing that he was actually agreeing to
play. Nervous butterflies were beating softly, yet with purpose on the
insides
of his tummy. Karlie and Josie shared a knowing look of impending
victory.
“Cool…
let battle commence…” Karlie beamed. “Sit yourselves down boys…
good luck…” The two girls maintained their position on the sofa, their
territory clearly marked out on one side of the lounge. The boys knelt
down on
the floor in front of the fireplace, staking their territory - the
battle was
on.
Karlie
reset the game and the menu flashed up with all sorts of
different quiz names that could be selected. She used the remote to
scroll up
and down through the different categories until she came across the
part of the
menu called ‘Battle Of The Sexes.’ She quickly pushed the button to
select an
appropriate quiz and the game music announced that it was loading up -
it was a
powerful sounding trumpet fanfare with moving depictions of both the
female
(pink coloured) and the male symbol (blue coloured).
Both
Karlie and Josie were feeling confident and took encouragement
from the rather ashen coloured faces of the worried looking boys sat on
the
other side of the room.
“We’re
going to win boys… it’s just a matter of by how much…” Josie
taunted cheekily, handing one of the remote controllers to Josh.
“We’ll
see!” replied Josh stoically.
“Bring
it on…” added Callum with a hint of misguided sarcasm in his
voice.
“Okay,”
a young female voice began from the television. “It’s girls
against the boys… time to find out which sex is superior… and which
gender
drools miserably in defeat… Will the boys rule the roost, or will the
girls
rule the world? Teams will have twenty seconds to select their answer,
and
should a team get a question wrong, it will be offered to the opposing
team…
Prepare to play - here we go… First question to the boys…”
“Okay
Callum… here we go, listen…” Josh encouraged, eager to get off to
a good start and make it to five points to get the nighties off the
girls.
“Where
is the international court of justice? Is it London, Rotterdam,
or Den Haag?” the female voice asked, the words repeated on the TV
screen
alongside a blue coloured symbol of masculinity. There were three
choices, A, B
and C.
“Shit…
do you know?” Josh asked.
“It’s
in Holland I think…” Callum added… “Let me think…” The seconds
started to tick down…
“I know
this one,” Karlie teased, knowing that they would get an
opportunity to steal the point off the boys if they gave a wrong
answer. Into
the last five seconds, Josh ushered Callum to make a guess,
“C’mon,
A, B or C Cal??”
“Shit…
C… say C…” Callum replied and Josh pushed C on the controller.
The screen turned black with a big green tick and the female voice
confirmed
that the answer was correct. Relief spread quickly through both boys -
they
were up and running.
“You
were so lucky with that guess boys… your luck will never last!”
taunted Karlie, using every trick she could muster to ‘fairly’ unsettle
her boy
opponents.
“Whatever…
it’s one point for us, and none for you yet!” Josh teased.
Callum tried to restrain his friend, not wanting to succumb to chicken
counting
until they had the game in the bag.
“Now a
question for the girls,” the female voice announced. The girls
listened and watched intently. “Who was the first woman to fly solo
across the
Atlantic Ocean? Was it, Amelia Earhart, Renee Blandford or Edith
Constable?”
“Easy…”
called Josie gleefully. “It’s A… Amelia Earhart!” Karlie
selected A, knowing the correct answer herself and the game confirmed,
with a
green tick and a pink female symbol indicating that the answer was
correct.
“The
answer is correct,” the female voice announced. “One point each…
and it’s early days in this ‘battle royale’ to determine which sex is
the best…
Next question for the boys…” The screen changed to show the score and
the
return of the blue coloured male symbol. “What is the biggest island in
the
world? Is it Australia, Greenland or England?” The clock started
ticking…
“It’s a
trick question,” Josh announced. “I know this…It’s either A or
B - England isn’t an island on it’s own…”
“Oh
yeah!” Callum offered. “That’s sneaky!”
“Okay…
I think it’s Greenland because of all that ice…” Josh continued,
pressing B on the control.
“The
answer is correct,” the voice on the TV confirmed and both boys
jumped up and high-fived. “Next question for the girls… Why was the
White House
in the USA painted white? Was it to reflect sunlight and help keep the
building
cool inside, was it to hide fire damage, or was it because white paint
is the
cheapest?” The clock started ticking down and both girls looked at each
other
with some mock-concern.
“Ooooh,
that’s a tough one,” Karlie sighed. She knew what the answer
was, but she wanted to toy with the boys a little. She’d played this
game so
many times that she knew most of the answers or had studied enough at
school to
know the rest.
“Tick-tock!”
Josh taunted his step-sister.
“I
think it’s C - white paint was the cheapest,” Josie said. “Press C…”
Karlie selected C on the control.
“Your
answer is incorrect…” the female voice said, a hint of
disappointment in it’s voice.
“Chance
to steal!” Josh said. “C’mon Callum… what do you think, A or
B?” As the boys huddled in discussion, Karlie and Josie smiled
knowingly at
each other.
“Hmmm,
reflecting sunlight all sounds a bit too sciency… I’d pick B if
it were me buddy…” Callum said confidently. Josh quickly selected B in
absence
of any other ideas.
“Correct…”
the female voice said calmly. “The boys have stolen a point
from the girls and now lead by three points to one.” On the screen, a
cartoon
of a boy doing a victory dance in front of a blushing and crying girl
appeared,
along with another trumpet fanfare.
“Yay!”
shouted Josh gleefully, sensing the prospect of a quick victory
over the girls. “We’re awesome!” Callum raised his eyebrows at his
partner with
surprise as they both high-fived once more.
“Next
question for the boys…” the quiz continued. “Which ocean has the
deepest depth? Is it, the Indian Ocean, the Atlantic Ocean or the
Pacific
Ocean?”
“Shit,
I don’t know this one Josh…” Callum fretted. “It’s between B and
C for me…”
“Hmmm,
no pressure though,” Josh said. “We’re already a steal ahead…
shall I take a guess?” Callum nodded and selected C on the remote. The
two
girls looked at each other and rolled their eyes as the boys rode their
luck
again.
“Your
answer is correct…” the voice announced, resulting in a lot of
hollering from the two boys.
“One
more correct answer from us and we get to see your titties!!” Josh
indicated and using his hands to emphasise, as though squeezing an
imaginary
pair of breasts in front of him. He was starting to feel as though he
was going
to avenge his fears and what he witnessed on holiday the previous year.
‘This
is our time…’ Josh thought as he high-fived his friend once more.
“C’mon
Josie, time to up our game,” Karlie winked at Josie, ignoring
the premature jubilation from the male side of the room.
“Next
question for the girls…” the female voice announced once more.
“Which actress played Bridget Jones? Was it Renee Zellweger, Andie
McDowell or
Drew Barrymore?”
“Hahaah!”
Josie laughed. “Big woman’s pants!! It’s A, that one… easy
peasy…” Karlie nodded and selected A and the game confirmed that it was
a
correct answer.
“Next
question for the boys…” the game announced.
“C’mon
Cal… get this right and it’s really game on!!” Josh chuckled at
his friend and they both looked intently and excitedly at the screen…
“Who
was the first female governor of India? Was it Sarojini Naidu,
Indira Ghandi or Ghutaj Nayabah?”
‘Fuck!’
both boys thought at the same time… Neither of them had a clue,
it was a real question that only young feminists would know the answer.
And in
front of them, two young feminists sat before them…
“Tick-tock!”
Josie taunted, wagging her finger from left to right in
metronomic fashion. “I know this one… it’s easy.”
Josh
and Callum were feeling the pressure on this one. They had
resigned themselves to losing a point to the girls, neither of them
offered
even a guess, allowing the clock to time out.
“Time’s
up boys,” the voice on the game announced, almost gleeful at
their failure. “A chance for the girls to steal… Come on girls!”
“Okay,”
Karlie said. “Do you think A again?” Josie agreed and the girls
made their selection.
“Your
answer is correct!” the voice beamed. “The girls have stolen a
point from the boys… and the score is now 3 points to the girls and 4
to the
boys…” This time, the cartoon girl character was dancing in victory
while the
boy character blushed and wept. “Next question for the girls, to level
the
game… Who wrote the Peter Rabbit books? Was it Enid Blyton, Beatrix
Potter or
Fay Weldon?”
“Easy
peasy!” Karlie announced joyfully. “I had those books when I was
younger… It’s B for sure…” The knowledgeable young girl selected B and
the game
confirmed that the answer was correct. “Cool! We’ve levelled the
score!” Both
girls high-fived each other and smiled victoriously at the two boys who
had
seen their early advantage cancelled out in lightning time.
“Next
question for the boys… Which country gave women the right to vote
first? Was it, The United States, England or New Zealand?”
“Shit,
these are all girls’ questions…” Josh protested, knowing that he
did not know this answer either, shrugging his shoulders at his
partner. Callum
tried to wrack his brain with equal ignorance of the answer. Why would
he care
what the answer was?
“These
questions are general knowledge, you either know them, or you
don’t!” Josie defended primly, enjoying the sight of self destruction
being
displayed by the boys. “And you’re wasting your own time… tick-tock…”
“Yeah,
it’s not our fault you don’t pay attention in school…” Karlie
added cattily, then smiling at her partner.
“Choose
one Josh… try B… they had some sort of
‘votes for women’ thing in the Olympic
opening ceremony didn’t they? It’s got to be England or they wouldn’t
have put
it in the show…” Callum flustered as the time ebbed away. Josh selected
B,
trusting his friend who had given correct answers up to now while under
pressure.
“Your
answer is incorrect… a chance for the girls to steal a point and
take the lead…” the female voice announced brightly. “Come on girls…”
“How
could you not get that right boys? We learned all about votes for
women with Miss Hillson…” Josie giggled.
“Who is
Miss Hillson?” Josh replied sharply, annoyed that the girls
might now take the lead.
“More
of that later,” Karlie said to Josh, then gesturing to her friend
that she should save it until later. “The answer is C, New Zealand.”
Karlie
selected the answer and the trumpet fanfare was again played for the
girls
having stolen the point off the boys, the cartoon girl once again
dancing for
joy, leaving the boy to blush and weep once more.
The
girls were becoming excited as their plan was working flawlessly.
Their pubescent bodies were tingling in anticipation of what reaching
the five
point threshold first meant. The boys meanwhile were starting to feel
threatened for the first time in the game. They were not getting what
they
considered to be ‘boy friendly’ questions and had now fallen behind the
girls…
Nervous butterflies were now starting to pound once more in their
tummies, and
they were feeling hot under the collar.
“We got
to five points first… take off your PJ tops!” Karlie beamed,
gesturing the boys to strip off their tops quickly to enable the game
to
continue. Josie joined in the banter.
“This
is a stupid game, can we do something else?” Josh protested
weakly, fearing the inevitable and the possibility now that the girls
would
reach 10 points first.
“No
way!! Not unless you want a guaranteed naked spanking on Sunday
night!” his step sister reminded him painfully. Both boys looked at
each other
sympathetically and stood up to remove their bed shirts.
“Hand
‘em over boys!” Karlie said. When both boys appeared reluctant to
relinquish their clothing to the possession of the girls, Karlie added,
“New
rule… any clothing stripped off during the game is to be handed over to
the
opposing team for safe storage until the winning team says…” Unable to
offer a
counter-argument as a result of the consequences, both boys finally
handed over
their tops to the grinning girls.
Both
Karlie and Josie enjoyed seeing the boys in their semi-disrobed
state and playfully encouraged the blushing boys to turn around and
around so
that they could get a good view of the shirtless boys, maximising their
victory. Then quickly, the battle resumed…
“Remember,
first to ten points has to…” Karlie began.
“Yeah,
we know… get on with it!” Josh interrupted, frustration and
concern etched across his features in equal measure.
“It’s
about time we had some sports questions…” Callum mumbled.
“Next
question is for the girls who can take a two point lead with a
correct answer, it’s girls five, boys four…” the female voice announced
enthusiastically. “In which sport do players take long and short
corners… Is
it, Hockey, Netball or La Crosse?”
“Easy-peasy!”
announced Karlie. “I used to play hockey before I started
playing football… It’s A…” and Karlie quickly committed the answer to
the
controller.
“Shit!”
Callum exclaimed. “Even I fucking knew that… Jeez…”
“Your
answer is correct,” the game announced. “The girls now lead by
six points to four…”
“Yay!!”
Josie leaped up from the sofa and congratulated her team mate.
Their excitement was building in anticipation of impending victory.
“Are
you getting worried yet boys?” Karlie giggled menacingly, glancing
noticeably towards the crotch area of both boys.
“Shut
up and let’s play…” Josh remarked indignantly. He wasn’t going to
get beaten just yet. That said, his mind was now wandering to the
events he
witnessed in the seclusion of Morbis Bay forest the previous year…
‘What
if I have to strip naked?’ Josh thought. ‘The girls will be
looking at… and teasing about… And shit… what have I got Callum into
here?
He’ll never forgive me if the girls beat us and make us strip…’
“Next
question is for the boys,” the female voice said, the familiar
male oriented graphics appearing on the screen. This time, a cartoon of
a boy
with sweat pouring off his forehead and gesturing with his hands as if
he was
racking his brain in thought appeared next to the male symbol. “Who was
the
Goddess of love in Roman Myth? Was it Janae, Aphrodite or Venus?”
The
boys looked at each other, seeking inspiration, but once more they
had drawn a blank, neither ever having shown any interest in
mythological
history. The clock ticked away.
“It’s C
isn’t it Callum?” Josh asked. “I’ve never heard of the other
two…” The two girls sensed an easy point steal as they both knew what
the
answer was. In haste and before Callum could object, Josh had selected
C.
“Your
answer is incorrect… and a chance for the girls to steal the
point from the boys… Come on girls,” the female voice announced
enthusiastically again.
“Shit!!”
Josh exclaimed under his breath, and winced, sinking from his
knees to slouch against the foot of a lounge chair.
“Yay!!
We know this one!” Josie giggled. Without a moment’s pause,
Karlie had selected B.
“That
is correct,” the game announced. “The girls have stolen another
point from the boys… and the girls now lead by seven points to four. At
the
moment, the girls are streaking ahead in the battle for supremacy…” The
girls
leapt up off the sofa joyously.
“Yes!
And it won’t be long before there are boys streaking naked around
the lounge!” Karlie taunted, high-fiving with Josie as they sat back
down on
the sofa. The anticipation of their victory was starting to tingle in
their
sensitive parts. Conversely, Josh and Callum were really feeling
uncomfortable
now, fearing that they wouldn’t even get to see the developing chests
of their
younger female opponents. It seemed unlikely with how things were
turning out
that the boys would even reach a score of five. They were becoming
quite
nervous, evidenced by feeling hot under the collar with that heart
racing
sensation of impending doom.
“Next
question is for the girls… What is the largest church in the
world? Is it St Paul’s Cathedral, Notre Dam or St Peter’s Basilica?”
“Hmmm,
I wonder…” Karlie said mischievously, trying to build false hope
in the opposing boys’ team. “What do you think Josie?” The girls were
deliberately letting the clock run down.
“Well,
everyone knows it’s C don’t they? It St Peter’s in the Vatican…”
Josie replied, equally mischievous, looking directly towards the
squirming
boys. Karlie dutifully selected C on the controller.
“That
is the correct answer…” the game confirmed. The girls celebrated
once again and left the boys to shift uneasily on the floor. “The next
question
is for the boys… What is the international motto of the Girl Guides
movement?
Is it ‘Be Prepared,’ ‘Rejoice Young Femininity,’ or ‘Girl Power
United?’”
“Well
it can’t be fucking A… that’s the boy scouts’ motto,” Josh
flustered, seriously concerned that they were going to lose to the
girls. Both
boys’ hearts beating rapidly and raising the temperature in the heat of
battle
and impending humiliation. “B or C Callum? What you think?”
“How am
I supposed to know? I’m not a girl…” Callum said dejectedly,
for the first time losing his temper with his friend. He just knew this
was
going to end badly. “C, say C, probably made up by the Spice Girls
anyway…”
Karlie
and Josie watched knowingly as the boys continued to self
destruct - their general knowledge truly wanting in comparison with the
girls.
They saw Josh select B instead of C, sensing that Josh had lost faith
in his
best friend’s answers. Again it appeared that the girls had divided,
and were
about to conquer their male opponents.
“That
is incorrect… the girls have a chance to steal another point from
the boys… Come on girls…” the female voice announced heartily.
“Tell
the boys the answer Josie…” Karlie instructed, enjoying the
discomfort of the opposing team. They were really taking the boys down
a peg or
two.
“Okay…
sorry to disappoint you boys, but the girls stole your motto…
It’s A, ‘Be Prepared!’” The girls giggled as Karlie selected A with the
controller.
“That
is correct, the girls have successfully stolen another point from
the boys and now need just one more point to secure victory and be
crowned the
superior sex… The boys had better get a wriggle on if they are going to
catch
the girls…” Once more, the cartoon of the boy was blushing redder than
ever
before and wiping tears from his eyes, while the girl character was
stood with
her arms across her chest, smiling, nodding and tapping her left foot
on the
floor. A thought bubble was emerging periodically from her mind that
read,
‘girl power!’
“If we
get this right boys… you know what’s going to happen…” Karlie
teased, brimming with confidence.
“We’ll
get to see all your little bits and bobs!” Josie joined in. Josh
and Callum just looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders,
already
resigned to their fate, both wondering how the girls could so easily
beat them
in a daft computer based quiz.
“Next
question is for the girls to win the battle of the sexes… Are you
ready girls?” the female voice asked.
“Ready!!”
the two girls giggled.
“How
many years was Margaret Thatcher the Prime Minister of Britain?
Was it nine years, ten years or eleven years?”
“Cool,
I know this!” beamed Josie standing up from the sofa and
stomping around the lounge. “It’s eleven years… 1979 to 1990...
Easy-peasy!!
Select C Karlie and we win!!” Karlie eagerly selected C, knowing full
well what
the answer was. The two boys looked on, hoping against hope that the
girls
might just make a mistake…
“That
is the correct answer…” the game announced. “Girls are the
champions and can be crowned as the superior sex… Well done girls!!”
The game
music changed to play Beyonce’s song ‘Who Run The World (Girls).’ The
graphics
switched to show a cartoon style girl in a pink princess outfit sitting
on her
throne with a golden crown emblazoned with pink jewels shaped like the
traditional female symbol. Above her, in a thought bubble were the
words that
every boy dreads, ‘Girls ‘R’ Best!’ Beneath her feet, the cartoon boy
character
was on his knees, kissing the feet of the victorious girl.
For a
moment, the boys were sat in stunned silence, thinking about the
repercussions of their defeat and waiting for the other team to claim
their
winnings. They were only vaguely aware of the whooping and hollering
that the
girls were making as they continued to celebrate their quiz victory. It
was
another one of those slow motion moments as the pretty young females
jumped and
pranced around the lounge in their nightwear, punching the air and
repeating
their high-five hand smacking.
“So
boys,” Karlie began brightly, moving over to where the two boys
were sat disconsolately on the lounge floor. “You lost… and you know
what that
means…” The boys both looked up at Karlie sheepishly and hoped for some
sort of
reprieve.
“This
is so lame Karlie,” Josh protested weakly. “Those questions
weren’t really fair for us, were they?”
“Yeah,”
Callum added. “They were all about girl stuff… only things that
girls would know or care about.”
“It’s
general knowledge boys…” Josie responded, defending their
victory. “Like we said, you either know the answers or you don’t… and
before
you say anything, those questions are random - and if we play the quiz
again,
they would be different… but I would imagine that the result would be
the
same!!” Josh sneered at this remark, but resisted the temptation to
poke his
tongue out.
“But,
can’t we just pull our shorts down real quick and show you our
arses?” Josh got to the point of his protest. “I mean, you’ve made your
point
now. You beat us, ‘fairly’ I guess. Can’t we just moon for you and call
it
quits? We won’t bother you again all weekend, will we Callum?”
“Sure
thing…” the other boy added keenly, desperate to avoid a
humiliating conclusion.
“I
don’t think so boys…” Karlie said, fully understanding what the boys
were trying to do. “You knew the rules before we started playing, so
you owe
us…”
“Yeah,
you know damn well that you’d have made us strip naked in the
unlikely event that you’d have won,” Josie added menacingly. “Unless
you’re too
chicken to pay up, in which case this might have to go round the school
instead!” Josh and Callum’s faces sank in fear - no way would they want
news of
any of this to go back to school, to their friends, to Karlie and
Josie’s
friends… It would be unbearable.
“Boys…”
Karlie took charge again. “There are two ways of looking at the
situation.” The boys looked at Karlie, awaiting their fate. “Okay, so
guessing
that you are too chicken to relinquish your PJ shorts and show us what
you’ve
got, option one here is to leave things as they are, call the whole
thing off,
but be mindful that you will have that naked spanking tomorrow night,
AND, we
will tell all our friends, and your friends about what has happened.”
“You
can’t tell anyone else!” Josh panicked, soliciting a nod of
agreement from Callum beside him. “This is only meant to be between
us…”
“Well,”
Karlie continued. “You better choose option two then… which is
for you both to strip off now, fully naked… in front of us… hand us
your shorts
for safe keeping… let us get a proper look at you down there… and then
you
fulfil my third and final wish. Then it’s job done and other than you
continuing with wish number one, we call everything quits…”
“But
that means you’ll see our…” Josh began, shifting uncomfortably on
the floor.
“Uh-huh…”
Karlie smiled, enjoying her step-brother’s uncomfortable boyish
squirming. Josh looked over at his friend and mouthed ‘sorry’ to him.
Callum
shrugged, knowing that there wasn’t a sensible or realistic alternative
than to
capitulate to the girls’ demands. “Look, we can understand that you
might be a
little… self conscious about showing us your private parts… I mean,
you’re both
thirteen, and that’s a funny age for a boy - we know all about that…”
“What
you mean by that?” Josh said defensively.
“Well,”
Josie picked up, “at thirteen, some boys might have started
puberty and feel like a big man… but some of you are still… how can I
put it…
still like little boys. And if you were feeling like you were still
little
boys, we can understand why you might be… CHICKEN to strip off…”
“We’re
not chicken!” Josh defended, lying profusely. The two boys were
terrified at the prospect of showing the two girls their private parts
and
getting nothing but ongoing grief in return.
“So
quit stalling and strip!” Karlie demanded. “It’s just us two, and
you two here… nobody else going to see, and nobody else needs to know…”
“Actually,
that’s not strictly true Karlie,” Josie interjected,
reaching into her bag at the side of the sofa to retrieve her camera
phone. The
boys looked up in disbelief and were about to protest vehemently. “This
is
insurance, just in case…” Josie flicked the camera into action and
started
filming. “As you can see, dear viewers, Josh and Callum are wearing
just their
PJ bottoms, having lost their shirts during a battle of the sexes quiz…
Unsurprisingly, we got to five points first, so they had to strip off
their
shirts… Us girls then won by getting to ten points first, making us the
superior sex - naturally - and now the boys have to take off their PJ
shorts…
Ready for the show?”
Josh
and Callum were feeling sick to the pit of their stomach, knowing
that there was only one real solution to the problem and that was to
get it
over with. With pounding hearts and faces awash wish crimson blushes,
the boys
looked at each other, knowing what each other felt, and stood up,
mentally
wrestling with their emotions and preparing to finally strip in front
of the
two girls.
“When
you’re ready boys…” Karlie teased, crushing her legs together to
quell her tingling excitement. The prospect of seeing two boys fully
naked and
having them pretty much under her control was melting her insides and
she was
feeling really good about herself. Those emotions were mirrored equally
by her
friend, eagerly capturing this moment of truth on her phone.
“Ready
Callum?” Josh said quietly to his troubled friend. Both boys
hooked their thumbs into the waistband of their pyjama bottoms and
tentatively
tugged them part the way down. Then their hands pulled the shorts back
up
again. “I can’t…”
Josh gasped pathetically,
sighing heavily and closing his eyes. He wasn’t sure what was more
embarrassing, the prospect of pulling his shorts down in front of two
giggling
girls, or the fact that he was too scared to pull them down. Flashbacks
from
Morbis Bay coursed through his mind. ‘The girls are winning yet again…
They are
going to get the upper hand again. Girls are always winning. Why?’
“I
can’t either…” Callum added. “It’s just… it’s not fair… it’s not
right…”
“I knew
you were both too chicken!” Karlie teased. “Well, if you don’t,
it’s naked spanking tomorrow night, for both of you probably, and then
it will
be all round school and…”
“And
we’ll get all the girls together and we’ll strip you anyway… there
on the school field…” Josie added for artistic effect. She was quite
surprised
at her own cunning for suggesting that and she grew instantly to like
the idea
of stripping any number of different boys as her body reacted to the
tingling
excitement of the situation. Girls in charge, boys under control - it
felt
nice, right and natural to her.
“Okay,
okay… just shut up!” Josh remarked testily, remembering poor
Peter. This was painful enough for him, and Callum too, without the
girls
taking every opportunity to pour salt onto their situation. “C’mon
Callum… we
can do this… after three, let’s just whip ‘em down and that will be
that…”
Callum looked at his friend and cautiously biting his lip, he nodded. “Ready?”
“Okay…”
Callum replied quietly, feeling tears starting to well up at
the sides of his eyes. This was going to be the worst thing that had
ever
happened to him.
“One…
Two… Three! Now!” Josh blustered, and in one moment (painfully
slow motion from the boys’ perspective), both boys tugged their pyjama
shorts
down to their ankles and it was done… The boys stepped out of their
shorts and
stood naked in front of the girls…
The
girls had initially giggled and hollered their approval as the
shorts were pulled down all too quick to comprehend, and they got only
a
fleeting glimpse of the exposed genitals of the two boys in front of
them. The
glimpse was far too brief in the girls’ opinion, as when fully naked,
both boys
had quickly moved to cover their crown jewels with their hands, cupping
them
out front and gingerly moving from foot to foot.
“There,
it’s done!” Josh remarked. “You got to see us naked… can we go
now?” It was another stalling tactic that was not lost on the girls…
they knew
the boys were embarrassed and intimidated to be exposed in front of
them. It
was something they expected - but it gave them another opportunity to
humble
their victims.
“But we
can’t see anything dummy!” Karlie teased.
“Yeah,
you covered yourselves up! Not fair!” Josie added.
“The
rule is, Joshua…” Karlie continued. “That when you are naked, you
hand over the shorts to the victors… that’s us in case you forgot… and
then you
have to let us have a good look at you, down there…” Josh and Callum
knew they
were still on the back foot and still in trouble. Josh moved first,
keeping one
hand in front of his crotch as he bent down to pick up his shorts and
then
moving forward to hand them over to Josie.
“Move
your other hand… in fact, put your hands on your head, out of the
way so we can see…” Josie instructed confidently. Josh took a deep
breath and
reached the next phase of the ‘bereavement curve.’ Reluctantly, he
placed both
of his hands on the top of his head. His genitals were now fully
visible to
both girls, but he saw only Josie smiling, looking at his cock at that
moment,
then into his eyes, and then back down to his dick… Her eyes were
bright with
victory and eager curiosity as she surveyed his flaccid masculinity and
the
rest of his slim, handsome body. His cheeks burned, his heart was still
trying
to pound it’s nervous way out of his chest. Josh had to close his eyes
to shut
out the visible judgements and assumptions that Josie was making about
his
private parts.
“Now
you Callum… hand me the shorts and then be a good boy and put your
hands on your head so we can see you properly…” Karlie commanded
firmly, like a
school teacher addressing an unruly boy. Callum slowly complied,
crouching
down, initially clutching his boyhood tightly out of the way with his
free hand
as he picked up his shorts. Karlie frowned and then raised her eyebrows
as if
growing impatient as Callum handed her the shorts and the boy took this
as the
order to move his hands. Like Josh, Callum compliantly moved both hands
to rest
on top of his head, and both boys were now fully in view…
“There
you see…” Karlie beamed. “That wasn’t so bad was it boys?” Both
girls moved to within a couple of feet of where the boys were standing
and
knelt down on the fluffy carpet, freely looking at and comparing the
exposed
genitals of both naked boys in front of them. They were enjoying this,
and as
their own body parts tingled, they could not believe how easily and how
quickly
they had been able to manipulate the boys into this situation…
The
girls identified that Callum was not quite the ‘big man’ that
seemingly promised to follow once fully through puberty, but he
certainly
wasn’t a little boy either. He had a small smattering of wispy pubic
hair
around the base of his penis and his wrinkly scrotum hung freely, heavy
looking, beneath. Karlie estimated his penis to be three inches long.
‘Very
handsome indeed, even better with no clothes on…’
As the
boys continued to blush and compliantly stand on view in front
of the girls, their attention focussed on Josh… Karlie was especially
pleased
to identify that her step-brother was far from being a post pubescent
‘big
man.’ His dick was slightly smaller and thinner than his friend’s and
he was
devoid of any pubic hair despite his age. His ball sac seemed to hug
his body
much tighter than Callum’s and in it’s current floppy state, his penis
was
estimated to be two and a half inches long. Josie felt Josh looked
handsome too,
feeling as though she could have some real fun with his ‘harmless
looking’
willy in due course.
During
the initial visual inspection, which lasted roughly five
minutes, the two girls resisted the temptation to reach out and touch
the boys’
private parts. The two naked boys meanwhile, would occasionally be
brave and
open their eyes to look down at the girls who were kneeling just in
front of
their exposed masculinity. Fresh variable sensations of humiliation
passed
through them both as they saw the girls giggling and pointing at all
the
different things in front of them. Worse were the comments that the
girls were
making, not hiding their opinions of the male sexual apparatus, openly
comparing the two live specimens. The boys did their best to block out
their
feelings of embarrassment and inadequacy by keeping their eyes tightly
shut as
though that might spirit them away to the safety of some other place.
“Right
then…” Karlie suddenly brought the boys’ attention back to
focus. “The final part of wish number two was for the beaten team…
that’s you
boys… to acknowledge the superiority of the opposite gender…” Josie
giggled and
resumed her camerawork with her phone.
“Isn’t
this bad enough?” Josh whined, sighing heavily as the
humiliation continued. He knew just exactly how Peter felt last year.
“It’s
the rule… dummy!” his step sister added childishly. “When you’re
ready…”
“What
do I say?” Josh asked, stalling again.
“Say
what you like, but we’ll be here until you acknowledge the
superiority of the female sex…”
“Come
on Josh, let’s just say it and get it over with,” Callum
suggested quickly, feeling enough humiliation as it was with him still
very
naked, on display and his hands still on top of his head without the
girls
labouring every point.
“Okay…”
Josh said, taking time to clear his throat. “Girls are best…”
Karlie and Josie laughed out loud as Josh gabbled his words quickly and
barely
audible to anyone else in the room but himself.
“What
did you say?” Karlie said, holding her hands up in question and
shrugging her shoulders as Josie looked at her equally unsure exactly
what she
heard.
“Girls
are best…” Josh said, a little slower and little louder… It hurt
him inside to say such words to betray his true feelings and his
gender.
“Yeah,
girls are best…” Callum added, equally smarting from the
shameful admission.
“Well,
we know that already… silly!” Karlie teased. “Every girl in the
world knows that… But we want to hear you, as pathetic little boys that
you
are, acknowledge that females… that girls are the superior sex… You
have to
admit it… You have to submit to it…”
“But I
don’t acknowledge it… I don’t submit to it…” Josh reasoned,
bravely sticking to his guns in the light of abject adversity. There
was a
pause in the room, a silence. The girls hadn’t expected the boys to
challenge
this particular point, and certainly, they didn’t want to give the boys
an inch
now that they had them where they wanted them… Karlie thought quickly
to keep
up the momentum of her plan.
“Stay
there… don’t move…” Karlie instructed, secretly feeling as though
her step-brother had scored a victory of defiance, however small, in
the
evening’s battle. She motioned for Josie to listen in as the two girls
whispered quietly between each other.
After a
couple of moments silent deliberation, the girls stood up in
front of the naked boys and Karlie addressed them both…
“Okay…
it would seem that we still have a little disagreement. But be
clear, us girls still hold all the cards and for now, there is nothing
you can
do about it, okay?”
“I
guess,” both boys acknowledged, looking down at the floor.
“Right…
we will revisit the final part of my second wish when we have
completed wish number three…”
“Okay,
what is it?” Josh replied in resignation, looking up impatiently
at the two girls.
“We’re
going to put on a little film show for you… all you have to do
is sit and watch…” Josie replied.
“A film
show?” Callum asked. “What kind of show?”
“It’s
our school project for the summer holidays and it’s nearly done…”
Karlie replied proudly. “I’ll just go get it…”
With his step-sister out of the way, Josh spoke to his
friend,
“It’s
probably going to be about cooking, or sewing or something
sissy…”
“Ha,
probably!” Callum agreed wistfully.
“I
wouldn’t be so dismissive if I were you…” Josie interjected. “After
all, you need to start showing some respect for us girls… I mean…
you’re the
ones who are naked and at our mercy… huh?” Those words and the renewed
staring
at their exposed genitals brought the boys’ flippant conversation to an
immediate halt.
A few
moments later, Karlie skipped back into the lounge with the
family lap-top computer and a USB lead, immediately setting the
computer up on
the lounge floor in front of the large TV and connecting it via the USB
lead.
The computer desktop was then portrayed on the large TV screen.
Joshua’s
blushing instantly faded and he became ashen pale. Instead of
his heart pounding on the inside of his chest, he felt as though his
heart
missed numerous beats… There on the desktop of the computer was his
temporary
folder… the one that contained all of the pornography that he and
Callum had
been looking at earlier… the one that he was going to cut and paste
across to
his remote hard drive later on…
‘Fuck!!
What if she opens it up?’ Josh thought in panic. Callum noticed
his friend’s discomfort and Josh motioned with his eyes to alert Callum
to his
concern.
‘Shit!’
Callum thought, colour draining from his face as well. ‘As if
being naked in front of two GIRLS isn’t bad enough… we’re doomed.’
“What’s
up boys?” Karlie asked. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost…”
“N…
nothing!” blurted Josh looking away from the screen. Karlie was
instantly suspicious. Being no fool, she looked across the screen where
her
step-brother had been staring and saw it… A folder named, ‘Josh Temp.’
‘Hmmmm,
that folder wasn’t there yesterday…’ Karlie thought. ‘I wonder
what’s in there…’ She suspected that it was going to be full of
something best
left alone. ‘We’ll have a look in there later…’
“Can we
watch your show now?” Josh asked quickly, breathing deeply,
fearful again.
“Of
course…” Karlie said, her suspicions confirmed. She knew that Josh
was trying to throw her off the trail… After hovering the mouse cursor
tentatively over the mystery folder, she finally opened up a folder
called ‘My
Summer Project.’ “Right then… time for the show…” Karlie announced,
noticing
that both Josh and Callum breathed a sigh of relief despite their
ongoing
nudity. “You boys might want to sit down for this and listen to what is
said in
the film… Then, after, we’ll see how you feel about completing wish
number
two…”
Both
boys’ hearts sank as they sat down on the furry rug in front of
the big TV. It was a brief relief to not have their hands on top of
their heads
and equally so, to have just a small amount of privacy from the girls’
prying
eyes as the film started.
A title
page flashed onto the screen - it was black, with simple white
writing on it -
‘Karlie
and Josie’s Summer 2012 Project - For Miss Hillson.’
“Who is
Miss Hillson?” Josh asked. “I’ve never heard of her…” Callum
shrugged his shoulders in agreement. Karlie paused the film and replied,
“Well
you wouldn’t… You’re a boy, and she only teaches girls.” The boys
looked blank, so the girl continued. “As we all know, girls are
academically
superior to boys and since we are so far ahead of boys, we get to do
special
lessons taught by Miss Hillson.”
“How
come? What kind of lessons?” Callum asked in disbelief, sensing
some sort of treachery and feminine favouritism. And he would have been
right
to be concerned - as a boy anyway…
“Well,
you know how you boys all have ‘double maths’ or ‘double
English’ and stuff and that those classes only have boys in them?”
“Yeah,
but that’s because the school thinks in some classes, boys and
girls are best off being taught separately…” Josh reasoned.
“That’s
what the school wants you to think…” Josie added. “While you
boys are doing extra lessons to try and catch up with us girls… we’re
doing
wider curricular studies on the powers of feminism and social studies.”
“Yep…
Miss Hillson told us that the school was preparing young ladies
for leadership. And as you’ll see, it’s because we’re smarter that
we’re able
to make this film,” Karlie teased, allowing the film to continue…
It was
a very professional looking film from the start and both Josh
and Callum knew that even with their computer skills, they would not be
able to
produce anything like the quality they were seeing… The boys were used
to
playing games, or discovering porn with a computer, not creating films
or doing
school work of any kind on a computer.
Karlie
and Josie appeared on the film, Karlie introducing it…
“The
subject of our 2012 summer project is the natural superiority of
females over males… To understand just why girls are better than boys
and why
females are the rightfully taking their place as the dominant sex… In
every
part of our lives it seems the world is changing for the better, with
more
females taking a lead role through media, teaching, politics, science,
environmentalism,
sport, or whatever - this really is a great age in which to grow up as
a
female…” Then Josie spoke on the film,
“As two
proud young females growing up in Britain in 2012, we have
undertaken a number of research topics to confirm our hypothesis, that
the
present and the future is all about positive and progressive feminism
and that
the world will be a better place when it acknowledges the superiority
of the
female gender and the benefits that a world governed and regulated by
females
will bring to society as a whole.”
Josh
and Callum felt very vulnerable hearing the two girls speaking on
the film with such confidence and conviction and about a subject that
seemed
about to decry everything that they held dear as ‘young males growing
up in
Britain in 2012.’ Josh shifted on his backside, and shook his head in
disbelief. But he, along with Callum continued to listen and watch…
Karlie and
Josie’s film continued, each sharing the discussion points and
emphasising
their attained knowledge with a courteous, yet knowing tenure, kind of
like a
BBC newsreader…
“Amazingly,
all humans start off as females
within their mother’s womb… This is in keeping with the general pattern
in
biology… Life itself is gy… gyno…centric. All life originally began as
female…
males simply evolved later, as an ‘afterthought on the part of Mother
Nature.’
The natural form of all species is female, and some species dispense
with the
male entirely. That sounds like fun doesn’t it? Imagine a world without
immature boys in it!!”
“That
sure sounds real cool… So, we learned
that females are the original, genuine sex, and that the male is merely
a
modified female. The penis is simply a masculinised clitoris, while the
scrotum
is derived from labia that have fused. And the fact that males are a
modified
female (or perhaps even just an impression) of the pure female form
explains
why males have nipples, and why far more males than females suffer from
physical and mental gender disorders, and why females are generally
healthier,
and why we live longer.”
“Females
have evolved from male oppression…
changing from nurturers to providers, from prey to predators, from
order-takers
to order-givers, from weak to strong. In contrast, males are becoming
the
forgotten, second sex… We have learned that males start each day
battling the
remaining shreds of their self-esteem. To justify themselves, males use
flash
cars, a big house, lots of money or taking pride in the size of their
penis as
a means to punctuate their self esteem. This self esteem is eroded each
and
every day by the power of feminism, and it is to our benefit and to
that of the
world.”
“Looking
more closely at males as a second sex,
we have learned that males are more prone to stress related complaints,
depression, and heart attacks. The male chromosome is dying and there
is a
threat that within a few generations, the male sex will peter out
completely.
But through scientific advancement led by females, there exists the
possibility
of cloning males and females without the requirement for full sexual
reproduction. There is an argument that with such technological power,
the male
sex will be rendered redundant and without a purpose. Will women
actually need,
or even want to have males around? An interesting question for another
generation to decide…”
Josh
and Callum could only blush as the two
girls were seemingly pulling apart everything there was to be positive
about
being a male in their film. The boys were trying to identify a counter
argument
to what was being said and offered in the film. The boys were finding
it
difficult to come up with anything constructive or intelligent that
would
enable them to at least hold a debate on the issues.
“Part
of our study was based around what we see
and hear as the youth of Britain in 2012, and where feminism is
succeeding over
traditional oppression and chauvinism. We first considered the most
obvious
thing that separates girls from boys - academic performance…”
“Results
aside, we felt it important to
recognise immediately that boys are referred to ‘special education’ by
a ratio
of 4-to-1 over girls. Boys represent over 70% of students labelled as
‘learning
disabled’ and 80% of those sent to programs for the emotionally
disturbed.
Girls outperform boys in reading and writing today by much greater
degrees than
boys ever outperformed girls in maths or science previously. And today,
girls
continue to outperform boys in every academic subject in the curriculum
from
the very first day of school, right through to the last day of
university and
college. These bar charts demonstrate the statistical evidence that
proves
without doubt that girls are by far academically superior to boys… And
the good
news for us girls is that we continue to get better year on year,
leaving boys
in our wake… And these results are being seen in all of the other
developed
countries around the world. Even developing countries are witnessing
the rise
of female academic dominance over boys… which is undeniable evidence
towards
proving the natural superiority of females, I am sure you will agree…”
Somehow,
through the embarrassment that Josh
felt by having to sit through the film, he felt his mind starting to
giddy, and
his private part starting to tingle. There was a stirring between his
legs that
threatened to develop into an erection. Fortunately for Josh, he was
sitting on
the floor and although naked, was sufficiently hidden should the
erection
actually appear. Unknown to Josh and to the two girls, Callum was also
starting
to react emotionally and physically to the content of the film. It was
very
confusing for both boys to be experiencing such conflicting emotions.
“Boys
are in the minority of school prefects or
council members… they earn less academic sponsorships and commendations
than
girls… Boys also join in as members of fewer clubs than girls and are
very
under represented in school newspapers.’
“Girls
hold the record for the youngest
children to gain a GCSE qualification - normally taken by sixteen year
olds. In
1999, Carrie-Anne Major was six years old and gained a GCSE in
technology.
Joanne Porter was also six years old when she gained a GCSE in
mathematics in
2004.”
“Boys
annually receive over three million
applications of corporal punishment at schools and about three million
boys are
prescribed drugs like Ritalin and Puericil to control their school
behaviour.”
“It is a fact that a male brain is
bigger and heavier than a
female’s, but observation has proven that females achieve much better
results
than males in school because females are more focused and stable.
Moreover,
females reach brain and psychological maturity faster than boys.
Research
proved that there is a small nerve in the left side of the brain that
grows
faster in girls. This nerve is the reason why girls are more
intelligent than
boys from their the early stages and continue to lead the way in
academic
performance across the board.”
“Yes,
girls are superior by design it seems… Girls
are more thoughtful, considerate and demonstrate a superior
ability to learn and put things into context. We enjoy more awareness
as our
brain becomes open and ready to learn. For instance, girls are calmer
and more
attentive to everything around us in the outside world whether in school or at home. Girls follow the teacher
while in class, pay attention and participate while boys tend to be
distracted.”
“The
distinction between both genders’ ability to recognise things
becomes noticeable five or six months after birth, when a baby girl
starts to
move her fingers accurately to pick up or hold objects, while boys are
slower
and incapable of tuning up their movements and body reflexes until much
later.
Also, girls observe things that go by and follow with their eyes while
boys are
less aware and more inclined to stare blankly in one direction only.
This
applies to speech and writing skills where girls write and talk at an
earlier
age to boys. Girls are also toilet trained much earlier than boys, and
girls
suffer far less nocturnal accidents in bladder control as they progress
through
childhood than boys.”
“Josie
and I ran an internet poll
for boys and an internet poll for girls during the summer. Over a
period of two
weeks, we had over two thousand responses. Of around fifteen hundred
girls that
responded to their poll (ages 10 to 15), 87% believed that girls were
smarter
than boys. 96% believed that girls were superior to boys… On the other
hand, of
the five hundred or so boys (ages 10 to 15) that responded to the boys’
survey,
only 54% believed that boys were smarter than girls and amazingly, only
43%
believed that boys were superior to girls. So, we’re winning the battle
of
hearts and minds of our generation at last…”
Josh
and Callum could not believe
the percentages involved, particularly the low percentages of boys that
seemed
to believe in their own gender. The two girls meanwhile took pleasure
in
watching their male adversaries squirming and having to adjust their
position
while they blushed and took in the information being provided to them
in the
film.
“We’ve
got to spread the word and
put this on Youtube you know…” Karlie whispered to Josie. Josie giggled
and
nodded her approval. Karlie knew of course that from all around the
world,
other girls had posted similar films to Youtube. And the film continued…
“Okay,
so what of female superiority in the big adult world around us… We have learned
that men have created a variety of issues in different
social, economical and political areas throughout the world in every
single
country. And, ironically, the solutions to all the problems caused by
the men
are increasingly being delivered by women after painstaking efforts. It
is a
scientifically proven fact that women are better communicators than men
and
this is largely because their brains are more balanced for processing
and
sending of messages. As a result, the majority of women are far quicker
and way
better at the so-called ‘mind-reading’ and communicating than most men.
Women
are more empathetic than men, and women have a cautious approach to
life and
career; they avoid reckless decisions and wait until they have the
necessary
skills or the full answer compared with men - who are viewed as
needless risk
takers.”
“Females
are the world’s most successful ‘multi-taskers.’ During the global
meltdown
that shook the world economy lately, there have been many instances
that showed
a number of companies hiring efficient female executives into their
work force
and even to their boardrooms as important decision makers in order to
help them
come out of the financial troubles. In short, female supremacy is the
buzz-word
these days all around the world… We found a report on the ‘Teller’
website that
detailed a survey of hundreds of workers and bosses from global
businesses. It
reported that employees repeatedly complained about the feedback style
of male
bosses. It was found that male bosses are excessively harsh and
particularly
evasive. On the other hand it was noted that female bosses tend to
fight harder
for their subordinates. They give better and more encouraging feedback
and are
known for upholding an optimistic working atmosphere.”
“Karlie
and I have talked about female superiority with other girls at
our school and girls from around the world through visiting moderated
chat
rooms. The overriding question to answer is, why is it good to be a
girl… These
are some of the answers…”
“One
thing it seems most of us are very happy about indeed, is that nature
was kinder to females when it came to genital
design… Ours are tucked safely inside, away from prying eyes and
protected from
cold and injury. On the other hand, everything a boy has between his
legs
sticks out prominently from his body, helplessly exposed and vulnerable
to
temperature changes and physical attack! Never forget, it’s cool to
have a
vagina!”
“Anthropologists
and archaeologists
say females civilised humankind. Some of history's most effective and
powerful
leaders have been queens. Whilst boys mostly participate in the main
recognised
spectator sports, overall, girls are the most active athletes. ”
“Except
for muscles, the female
body is stronger than the male body in every way. And have a look at
this…”
The
film changed to show some
Youtube clips of girls beating boys at wrestling, tug of war,
arm-wrestling,
judo, tae-kwondo, boxing and girls excelling in football, hockey and
rugby
while playing against boys…
“Previously,
boys would have told
you that they were superior purely on the basis that they were the
stronger
sex… Well, we have dispelled even that myth and sites like Youtube have
proved
hands down that just because a competitor might be a male, it does not
follow
logically that they are stronger or better than a girl or woman.
Indeed, the
London Olympics has confirmed research that indicates that female
athletic
abilities are improving whereas male achievements seem to have peaked
and
showing signs that they are about to wane. The key examples of this
were on the
running track where several female running heats were quicker than many
of the
male heats. In the swimming pool, a Chinese swimmer (Ye Shiwen) swam
the 50
metres freestyle leg of a medley race much quicker than the American
swimmer,
Michael Lochte in the male equivalent race. In tennis, females scored
more aces
in mixed doubles against male players, than males serving to females.
The list
goes on…”
“Finally,
other girls at our school
indicated more reasons why it’s great to be a girl… Doctors agree that
females
bear physical pain far better than males do… Females commit far, far
fewer
crimes than males. The friendships between females are richer, deeper,
stronger, more intimate, and more affectionate than those between
males.
Females made most of the biggest medical breakthroughs of the twentieth
century. Females
get the hiccups only
one-quarter as often as males do… Females are responsible for the two
biggest
advances in computer programming. Females make the best astronauts… Girls mature
much faster and do things much better
and more efficiently. Girls can wear skirts or trousers and be cool
either way…
And finally, Becky Johnson summed it all up nicely by saying, ‘just by
being a
girl, I already know I’ll be successful…’ And my mum confirmed that
‘females
make the best drivers…’”
Karlie
turned the film off
as the end credits were rolling. The two naked boys sat there with
their heads
down, not really knowing what to make of it all. One thing was for
certain,
they didn’t feel bullish or domineering. They felt weakened… scared and
submissive.
Inferior even. The boys were relieved that at least the tingling was
subsiding
from between their legs and the threat of erection had subsided, at
least for
now.
“It’s
not quite finished
yet, we have a few more sections to put in it to highlight the rise of
females
in positions of power and more about why males are inferior. But what
do you
think Josh?”
“Errmmm…
it’s…” Josh
struggled to find the words. He wanted to tell the girls to ‘fuck off,’
but he
couldn’t deny that he was impressed by the film. Even if that meant
that he was
felt humiliated by the content. “It looked very professional… I guess
you should
be proud.”
“Thank
you… something
sensible from you at last.”
“What
about you Callum?”
Josie asked the other naked boy.
“You
have put a lot of
time and effort into it…” Callum began, equally un-nerved by the
content and
what this meant for him and his gender in the grand scheme of things.
It was
humiliating for both boys to hear the two girls identifying the
advantages of
being female, the reasons why girls were seemingly better at most
things, if
not all things, and above all, being male, there wasn’t really anything
that
they could do about it. “I had no idea…”
“Boys
generally don’t…
Most live in denial according to Miss Hillson, or are just not
intelligent
enough to recognise the facts of life around them… Anyway… stand up you
two,
and hands at your sides…” Karlie commanded. The two boys stood up
obediently, still
facing the television. “Now turn around and face us…” Slowly, Josh and
Callum
turned round, allowing the girls to see them and all their boyish glory
once
more - the boys noticing that Josie was filming once again.
“So
boys,” Josie smiled.
“Are you ready to acknowledge the superiority of the female gender
now?” Callum
and Josh looked dejectedly at each other, hoping that the other one
would go
first. “Come on, you go first Josh…”
“Okay…”
Josh said
hoarsely, a fresh crimson band of embarrassment washing over his shamed
face.
“I errrm… admit that… girls are the superior sex…”
“In
every way?” Josie
challenged brightly, enjoying the moment and capturing it on film.
“Okay…
Girls are the
superior sex in every way…” Tears welled up in Josh’s eyes as he
finally
betrayed his gender, on camera for all to see. He felt awful about
saying those
words and tried to rationalise in his mind what was worse, admitting
such
terrible things to the girls or being naked in front of them and being
filmed.
“Now
you Callum…” Karlie
ordered quietly. Callum breathed out heavily, closed his eyes to blot
out his
shame, and then cleared his throat…
“I
admit that girls are…
the superior sex in every way as well…” It was clear that they were
difficult
words for Callum to speak too. But there was no denying the evidence
that the
girls were providing all around them.
“Good…”
Karlie beamed.
“Now that’s settled beyond doubt you will be pleased that all of the
wishes are
complete, apart from the first one of course. So, why don’t you be good
boys
and go to the kitchen to bring us ‘superior females’ fresh drinks and a
slice
of cake…”
Callum
and Josh looked at
each other and then quickly made their way out of the lounge to the
kitchen,
Josh stopping to pick up the tray from the coffee table. Both boys were
relieved to be away from the prying eyes of the girls once again.
“Wow,
that felt good!”
Josie whispered. “They are so handsome and real cute when they are
naked like
this!”
“Oh
yes…” replied Karlie
in excitement. “That went much better than we planned… it feels so good
to have
them both naked and at our command!” On the computer, Karlie closed
down the
film file and the folder containing the summer project. “Now I think we
are
about to condemn the boys to a period of slavery!!”
“What
do you mean?” Josie
asked, her curiosity piqued by the word ‘slavery.’
“Well,
before the film
started, I noticed Callum and Josh acting all weird and they were
looking in
the direction of this folder here,” Karlie said, moving the mouse
cursor to the
‘Josh Temp’ folder once more. “I think there is something in there that
the
boys don’t want us to see… And well, if it’s what I think it is, there
will be
a lot more than three dumb wishes for them to fulfil!” Josie giggled
and both
girls tried to restrain themselves as they heard the two naked boys
coming back
from the kitchen with a late night snack.
Callum
entered first with
a tray containing the four glasses re-filled with lemonade. Both girls
paid no
attention to the drinks at all, instead maintaining eye contact with
his
flaccid young cock as it gently swayed, or jiggled between his legs as
he walked.
And then came Josh, equally naked and carrying a tray with four small
plates,
each with a slice of lemon drizzle cake. The boys quickly put the trays
down on
the coffee table and stood in front of the girls, waiting for the next
command.
‘Instant obedience,’ Karlie thought humorously.
“So
boys… what are we
going to find in this folder down here?” Karlie asked quietly, smiling
inwardly
to herself. In a flash, both boys turned towards the TV screen and saw
the
mouse cursor hovering over the folder of doom. Before they could
protest or take
any corrective action, Karlie opened the folder… There was a shocked
pause
as the folder’s contents became visible…
“Well,
well, well… you boys have been busy…” Josie giggled, shocked and
curious at the same time about the thumbnail images filling up the
screen. There on
the big TV screen in the lounge, in
front of two naked boys and two fully clothed and proud looking girls,
was a
folder full of pornography… Nearly forty pictures of young teenage
girls, naked
and spreading all of their glory, and this was just the inside of the
folder -
there were at least twenty other sub-folders, their content remaining a
mystery
for now. Karlie opened a selection of the pictures to emphasise the
situation…
“Oh my
god!” Karlie said, herself blushing for once as a young teenage
girl appeared on the screen. Fully naked, reclining on her bed and
playing with
her exposed genitals.
“Karlie…
stop…” Josh blustered. “I can explain… we were…”
“Hmmmm,
we know what you were both doing,” Karlie said calmly, knowing
that she had just found the biggest ace card of her life. “You boys
were going
to have some fun with this stuff later weren’t you, huh? This is sooooo
naughty…”
“Please…
shut it off…” Josh protested, colour returning to his cheeks
and seemingly sizzling. Karlie and Josie giggled as they explored the
first
folder more deeply, spotting the various films that Josh and Callum had
downloaded earlier…
“Films
too… College Teeny Sucking Cock?” Josie read out loud.
“Jessica’s First Fucking? And look there, Jenny Sits On Brad’s Face…
Interesting…”
“Well
this just changes everything, doesn’t it Joshua?” Karlie said
smugly. “This just proves our point about boys… and men… It confirms
everything
we’ve learned…”
“What
do you mean?” Josh said, concern in his voice and glancing
alternately between his step-sister and his friend.
“Miss
Hillson has said all along that BOYS and men just think with
their penis… It’s a male’s biggest weakness and our biggest advantage…”
Josie
insisted, an authoritarian tone in her voice.
“Well,
you can forget three wishes…” Karlie announced seriously. “Mum’s
going to have a field day with you when I show her this… And yours
Callum…”
“Noooo!
You can’t…” Josh protested, tears welling up in his eyes now as
he realised the trouble he would be in and one naked spanking on Sunday
night
would be the least of his troubles. “Please…”
“Please
Karlie…” Callum added. “I’d get in so much trouble too… you
wouldn’t believe it… Oh you’ve got to believe me… Don’t tell… please!”
“I need
to think about this very carefully…” Karlie explained. She
secretly had no intention of showing her mother the pornography - after
all,
she had looked at a fair bit herself in the last few months. But then
she was
smart enough not to get caught…
Both
girls picked up their
glasses of lemonade and slowly took a couple of ladylike sips, Josie
happy to
let Karlie (as leader) take the initiative. Thinking about everything
that had
happened so far during the evening, Karlie quickly formulated a
thorough plan
that she knew would be to the full benefit of both her and Josie, and
further
ahead, to the girls in Miss Hillson’s special lessons.
“You
realise this is
serious stuff… don’t you boys?” Karlie began, calm, but deadly serious
in her
tone and her facial features. She was lecturing the boys like a
professional
babysitter. Callum and Josh blushed, looked down at their feet and
nodded weakly.
“I mean… you’re both just thirteen and looking at filth like this… Do
you know
how demeaning this is as a female? Well, I guess you do actually, given
that
you boys are both naked in front us… but whatever…”
“We’re
sorry Karlie…
Josie,” Josh winced. “Please don’t tell Rachel…”
“Yeah,
we’re sorry,”
Callum added quickly. “Don’t tell my mum… please…”
“Your
secret is very dear
to you,” Karlie said, sensing a potential bargaining (some would say
blackmail)
chip. “So, what we propose is, to keep our silence, to stop us from
telling
Rachel and Callum’s mum, and of course to keep everything we have
filmed of you
safe from going round the school, this is what will happen… Look up at
me when
I am talking to you!”
Josh
and Callum quickly
looked up at Karlie and tried their hardest to maintain eye contact
with the
dominant looking young girl. Josie meanwhile continued to look from
penis to
penis, amazed at what was happening, but enjoying it all just the same.
“You
will stay fully naked
all weekend, until mum comes home. You will obey our every command,
without
question. Josh, you will become Josie’s slave… Callum, you will become
mine…”
“Slave?”
Josh spluttered.
“What do you mean?” Callum looked equally shocked.
“Whatever
we say, goes…”
Karlie confirmed. “Unless you want to take the consequences… you need
to learn
from your big mistakes…”
“Okay,
okay!” Josh whined,
immediately recognising his potential fate.
“And
this will apply until
Josie and I say so, okay?” Karlie clarified.
“Until
Rachel comes back?”
Josh asked, trying to understand just how grave his circumstances were.
“No,
silly… until WE say
so…” Karlie announced.
“It
could be forever!”
Josie added, totally sold on having a boy as her slave.
“So, is
that all
understood? Josh? Callum?” Karlie asked, looking from boy to boy.
“Shit,
I don’t have a
choice!” Josh conceded. This was not how the weekend was supposed to
take
shape. It was supposed to be him and Callum getting the upper hand.
“Okay…”
Callum added
quietly. “But please, don’t tell anyone else…”
“Right
then, no time like
the present,” Karlie said, leaving a picture of a pretty teenage girl
sprawled
lewdly up against a wall. Brunette and with a face that dared you to
look away.
She was naked and with legs spread apart, splaying her shaven labia
open with
her fingers. “Callum, come here for your spanking!”
“Spanking?
But…” Callum
was about to protest to the younger girl. Josh was about to protest
too.
“No
buts! You will obey,
without question, like a good little boy!” Karlie sat down on the sofa
and
gestured for the naked boy to comply. “Come here, and lie face down
over my
knee with your head facing the TV…” Reluctantly, Callum began to walk
across the
lounge towards the sofa, blushing and already feeling the butterflies
fluttering
through his stomach, eyes misting with teary fear. After trying to
weigh up
just how he was going to lay across the lap of the younger girl, Callum
finally
climbed onto the sofa and then crawled along so that he was above the
girl’s
knees. Karlie then moved the boy into position, making sure to trap his
dangling penis firmly between her knees, enjoying the feel of it down
there and
under her control.
Callum
was so embarrassed
to have a girl trap him so easily between her legs like that and he
instantly responded,
his penis tingling and growing. Karlie smiled curiously as she could
feel the
boy’s private part stiffen between her knees, knowing that she had made
it that
way with just her knees.
“Good
boy… nearly ready to
start… Josie, be sure to capture his punishment on your phone. And
Josh… be a
good slave and get the paddle from the magazine rack…” Karlie
instructed
sweetly. Josh’s eyes widened in shock.
‘Shit!
She’s really going
to spank him! With a paddle too!’ Josh thought. ‘Jesus…’ But
obediently, he
retrieved the table tennis paddle from the magazine rack and slowly
offered it
to his step-sister.
“Good
slave… thank you,”
Karlie said courteously. Josie started filming the latest developments…
“Now
during this spanking, I am going to keep firm hold of your… cock…
between my
knees. If you buck around or squirm, it is going to hurt you as I will
just
keep pushing my knees together… Are you ready?”
“Y…
yes…” Callum
stuttered, breathing heavily and bracing himself for whatever was to
come. He
wasn’t sure he liked the idea of a girl trapping his dick like she was
doing.
It felt kind of… final. He certainly didn’t relish the thought of
getting
paddled…
“Okay
then… I want you to
focus on the girl on the TV and think about why you are being punished.
Think
about why looking at naked girls like that is so wrong and think about
how
sorry you are as my slave boy…” With that, Karlie raised the paddle and
brought
it down with a frightening ‘crack’ on Callum’s left buttock.
CRACK!
“Owwwww!”
Callum shrieked,
nearly jumping up from Karlie’s knee, his hands flying back immediately
to
protect his stunned bottom. “Shit… That fucking hurt!”
“Oh you
naughty little
boy… bad language… so, now we’ll have to start again… Josh, you come
here and
hold his hands still at the front, I can’t spank properly with his
silly hands
flailing around like that…” Karlie instructed. Reluctantly, Josh moved
into
position to grab hold of his friend’s hands and to hold them out of the
way
while his step-sister prepared to commence the spanking once more.
For the
second time during
the evening, Josh mouthed ‘sorry’ to his friend. He could see that
Callum was
tearful, and Josh felt awful at the predicament he had gotten himself
and his
friend into. It was simply outrageous that he was the one who was now
having to
assist in Callum’s punishment… another betrayal.
“Eyes
on the TV now Callum… here we go!” Karlie announced and tightened
the grip of her knees around the poor boy’s erection. Callum braced
himself and
looked at the naked girl on the TV, and Josh took firm hold of his
friend’s
hands.
CRACK!
The paddle came down on Callum’s right buttock this time.
“Owwww!
Please!” the boy whined, the first tear already making a break
for it down his burning cheek.
CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! The spanking continued, as Callum sobbed and
squirmed across the powerful young girl’s knee.
“Owwww,
please stop!” Callum said, his voice breaking in painful gasps
and teetering on the edge of childish bawling.
“Tell
us how sorry you are slave boy… tell us how sorry you are to have
been looking at naked girls…” Karlie teased, using her other hand to
gently rub
over the inflamed buttocks of her subject. She was amazed at the heat
rising
from them, all from just five simmering spanks with the ping pong
paddle.
“I’m
sorry!” Callum sniffled. “I’m sorry for looking at naked girls.
Please stop!” He felt the tingling in his penis continue despite the
fire
across his buttocks. Karlie was repeatedly gripping his cock between
her knees,
enjoying the power and command she was experiencing, her own loins
tingling in
unison.
“Look
at her pussy Callum… look at it!”
CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! Three more spanks rained down on the cherry red
behind of the boy across her knee. And Callum squirmed in pain and
embarrassment and arousal all at once, Josh having difficulty
restraining his
friend.
“Her
boobs and pussy Callum,” Karlie taunted. “That’s part of what
makes her superior to you, and you shouldn’t be looking… you naughty
little
thing!”
CRACK!
CRACK!
“Owwww,
please, I am sorry I have been looking… I won’t ever look
again!” Callum promised, tears flowing freely from his eyes, his body
starting
to give up.
“We’re
nearly done slave boy Callum…” Karlie advised, her tone more
soothing. “Last three spanks… but after each one, I want you to tell us
what
you have learned… So, after the next spank, you need to provide one
reason why
a girl is better than you… Let’s begin!”
CRACK!
“Owwww…
Nnggghh…” Callum sobbed, concerned by the pain and by the
rising sensations in his groin. It felt like he was being masturbated
by
Karlie’s knees… He didn’t want that. “Stop it! Please!!! Or I’m gonna
cu…”
CRACK!
“We’re
waiting Callum!” Karlie barked impatiently. “The quicker you
answer, the quicker your spanking will be over…”
“Owwww!
Okay, okay!” he whined, biting his lip. “Girls are better
because they’re smarter…”
“Good
boy…” Karlie praised, raising the paddle once more.
CRACK!
“Owwww!
Errm…” he sniffled again. “Girls are better because they mature
faster…”
“Good
boy… now, last one!”
CRACK!
“Nggghhhh
aghhhhh!” Callum shrieked, finally giving in to unbridled
tears. “Girls… are… better because… because they make better drivers…”
“Well
done slave boy Callum!” Karlie announced proudly, tracing her
soothing fingers up and down Callum’s back affectionately as he tried
desperately to stop his tears and his whimpering. As Josie continued
camera
duty, she hollered with approval and praised Callum too, pushing her
knees
together to quell the joyous tingling in her loins. “Okay, you may
stand up now
and face me…”
Callum
gingerly began to get up from Karlie’s knee, wiping tears from
his cheeks and trying to dry his eyes with the top of his arms and
shoulders.
He was glad that the movements of Karlie’s knees around his dick had
not
resulted in an unwanted eruption, but he was having difficulty
rationalising
the pain in his bottom and the humiliation of now being fully erect in
the
presence of two girls. Instinctively, Callum moved to cover his
erection with
his hands.
“No
covering!” Karlie threatened, raising the paddle. Callum
immediately moved his hands instead to rub the pain away from his
bottom, his
tear streaked and blushing face giving him a very humble and beaten
aura. “Look
Josie, he’s all erect after that…”
“Maybe
he enjoyed it after all!” Josie giggled, a real life erection in
front of her eyes for the first time. Karlie noticed a small amount of
clear
liquid forming at the tip of Callum’s ‘proud’ erection and then noticed
that
her knee had become cold after he had got up from his spanking. She was
curious
when she looked down to see that some of the liquid had seeped onto her
inner
thighs too…
“Euch!”
Karlie announced with mock disgust. “Look what his willy has
left between my thighs!” Josie and Josh both looked between her thighs
and saw
the tell-tale trail of ‘pre-cum’ that Callum had left behind. As Karlie
and
Josie’s attention switched to look at Callum’s erection and confirm the
presence of more evidence at the tip, Josh maintained his focus between
the
knees of his step-sister, enjoying the view of her purple panties with
the
‘gurl power’ logo across the pubic bone area. Tantalisingly, the yellow
lightning flash appeared to sizzle downwards along where Josh imagined
her slit
to be… And his body started to react accordingly…
“What
is that mess?” Josie asked, knowing full well what it was. “Did
he pee?”
“Noooo!!”
Callum protested, feeling the eyes of the girls at his
erection, making it feel harder and harder as his body tensed, and
feeling
unable to hide it from their brightened eyes. “It’s not that!” The two
girls
looked up at him and gestured for him to explain. “It’s… pre… it’s what
leaks
out before a boy shoots his sperm… it happens when a boy gets excited…”
“Excited?”
asked Josie. “So you enjoyed getting a spanking from
Karlie!” The two girls giggled at the thought.
“No
way! That was awful,” Callum replied, looking down at the floor and
trying to spirit away the glowing warmth he felt in his backside. “It
must have
been when Karlie had my… dick… caught between her knees.”
“So my
knees got you all excited?” Karlie beamed, enjoying the
embarrassment of her slave.
“No!! I
don’t know… I couldn’t help it... I couldn’t stop it…” Callum
conceded. The girls instantly recognised the significance - Karlie had
made the
boy become erect even though he didn’t necessarily want to. An
interesting
development…
“Okay…
it’s your mess slave boy… lick it off…” Karlie suddenly
instructed with menace to her voice.
“Wh-what?”
Callum stammered, his penis twitching with uncontrolled lust
and his brain confused with sexual humiliation.
“You
heard me slave boy… kneel down here, and lick my thighs clean!”
Karlie indicated the slippery trail between her thighs. Her heart was
pounding
at the thought of commanding a boy to do something so… rude. Her
stomach was
churning with fitful nerves, but nobody else would know it. Her own sex
was
aroused, dampening her panties slightly and tingling really nicely from
her
perspective. “Or I’ll spank you again and again!”
“Okay,
okay!” Callum panicked. He got down onto his knees and slowly
moved his head between the legs of his conqueress. Halfway between her
kneecaps
and her panties, he stopped, having located the ‘mess.’ He saw the
purple
panties in front of him and he could feel the warmth of her and the
fear that
he was so close to her… sex.
‘Jesus…
that’s her fanny right there!’ Callum thought. ‘I can smell
something… Is that her fanny? Oh god… Mmmmmm… what should I do?’ He
looked up
into Karlie’s eyes.
“Lick
me…” was all Karlie said, squinting her eyes slightly,
challenging him. And Callum tentatively put out his tongue, knowing
that this
was going to be the worst thing he had ever done. It was going to be
bad… super
bad. It was going to be humiliating, it was going to be nasty. It was
going to
taste so very bad!
Callum’s
tongue made contact with Karlie’s inner thigh… It was
everything that Karlie could do not to instinctively crush her knees
together
such was the tingling bolt of sexual electricity that shot up her thigh
when
his tickling tongue tentatively (!) made contact with her.
‘Shit
that feels good!’ Karlie thought as her eyes rolled and rolled.
‘Good slave…’
Callum’s
tongue continued it’s journey and quickly found the sticky
mess that he had left behind. He found that it wasn’t nearly as ‘gross’
as he
thought it would be and the proximity to a real live girl’s private
parts was
carrying him through his ordeal despite the humiliation.
Josh
was now fully erect as he witnessed his friend licking along the
thighs of his step-sister. He didn’t know why. The girl was dominating
his
friend and making him do things that he ‘didn’t want to do.’ Josh knew
he
shouldn’t find it sexy when everything was so one sided and the boy
being
dominated. This was something he wanted to run away from and bury at
the back
of his mind… But aroused he was…
“That’s
better…” Karlie announced. “All clean again… you may stand up
slave boy Callum!” Karlie and Josie giggled as they observed that
Callum still
sprouted his erection and that it was still shiny at the tip where his
‘pre-cum’ was threatening to drip out from the pouting foreskin. Karlie
got up
from the sofa, straightened down her clothing to a more conservative
demeanour
and then handed the ping-pong paddle over to Josie. “Your turn Josie…
time to
give slave boy Joshua his spanking…”
Joshua’s
ears pricked at the thought. He was naively hoping that he
wouldn’t get a spanking after what Callum had just been through and he
was
flushed with embarrassment when he realised that both girls were
staring at his
hairless erection.
“Wow!”
exclaimed Josie curiously, briefly filming both erections then
handing the camera phone to Karlie and taking her seat on the sofa. “My
slave
boy is erect already! What got you so excited hmm?”
“Noth…
nothing!” Josh blustered unconvincingly.
“Well,
come over here and get across my knee like a good boy and let’s
get started…” Josie announced. While Josh was moving into position,
Karlie had
changed the picture on the TV using the computer. Now there was an
image of a
pretty looking blond girl in a football shirt… Her hair was in
pigtails, while
her shorts and panties were down at her ankles as she leaned back up
against
some gym equipment. Her legs were splayed open to reveal a shaven pussy
with
thick pinky-brown labia and protruding clitoris. As icing to the cake,
she was
sucking on a red ball shaped lollipop with a very serious look on her
face…
“I
think this picture is appropriate for you Josh, what do you think?”
Karlie teased. “I bet you wish you could see me like that now that I am
in your
place on the team!!” Josh scowled, trying to hide the secret truth of
Karlie’s
statement as he crawled into place over Josie’s lap. His conqueress
captured
his already erect dick between her knees.
“I
wonder if you will make a nasty little mess too!” Josie teased as
she played with the ping pong paddle and tested her aim without
striking the
buttocks in front of her. “Or you might make an even bigger mess, if
you know
what I mean!” she whispered. Josh was resolved to make as little mess
as
possible and get the spanking out of the way without any incident at
all.
“Callum, please take hold of my slave boy Joshua’s hands to stop him
from
reaching back to protect himself…” Callum obeyed and like his friend
had done,
mouthed ‘sorry’ to the other boy.
“Look…
you don’t have to spank me…” Josh gabbled. “I’m sorry I looked
at pictures of naked girls… I’m…”
“You
will get a spanking, just like slave boy Callum… There’s no
argument…” Josie announced. “Lie still, be a good slave boy and take
what you
deserve. Look at the TV screen and think about why you are being
punished…
let’s go.”
CRACK!
The first strike hammered right in between both buttocks giving
an even start to the spanking.
“Ouch-ya!!”
Josh howled. “I’m sorry okay? Stop please! I’ll do
anything… I’ll say anything… I’ll…”
CRACK!
CRACK! CRACK! The spanking began in earnest, raining frightening
fire across Josh’s backside. It was now Josh who was squirming and
weeping over
the powerful young girl’s knee as she tightened her knees around his
penis. It
twitched, and Josh knew that something was leaking out… The shame of
it.
“Owwww,
stop it! I can’t take it!! It hurts!!” Josh said, his voice
creaking with pain and pathetic anguish. He knew he was going to cry
and he was
powerless to stop it… ‘How humiliating,’ he thought, a girl was going
to make
him cry.
“Tell
us girls just how sorry you are slave boy to have been looking at
naked girls and having naughty thoughts…” Josie teased, pinching his
abused
buttocks between her fingers and discovering, like Karlie had, the heat
emanating from the pinkened flesh. The ping pong paddle was a useful
tool
indeed.
“I’m
sorry!” Josh whimpered weakly, tears betraying his discomfort
already. “I’m really sorry… for looking at naked girls. Please let me
go! I’ll
never do it again… EVER!” As Josh continued to feel the treacherous
tingle in
his entrapped genitals, Josie was revelling in the command she had over
the
older boy as he submitted to her spanking. The novel feeling of his
dick
between her thighs filled her with pride and a natural feeling of
gratifying
dominance. She could feel her panties dampen as her arousal grew with
the
situation.
“Get a
good look at her Josh… Look at her cunny… If you are true to
your promise!”
“I am,
I am!! I promise!” Josh pleaded, ogling the image of the girl on
the TV.
“If you
are true to your promise,” CRACK! “It could be a long time
before you get to see another naked girl…”
CRACK!
CRACK! Two more spanks exploded across the boy’s pained
buttocks. Like
Callum had, Josh
continued to squirm with the intoxicating mix of humiliation, arousal
and pain
in equal synchronised measure.
“She’s
a footballer Josh… she’s probably much better at it than you…
and look at her sucking that lollipop while she watches you getting
spanked…
Keep looking at what makes her superior to you Josh, one last time…
She’s got a
pussy Joshua, and you haven’t…”
CRACK!
CRACK!
“Ahhhhh!
PLEASE! I am sorry…” Josh wailed, tears flowing freely from
his eyes, his penis leaking ‘pre-cum’ as his arousal grew - being
spanked by a
girl while looking at a naughty picture on the TV screen. It was so
incongruous.
“Okay,”
Josie announced. “These are the last three spanks coming up,
and like slave boy Callum, I want you to tell us three things that you
have
learned tonight about why girls are superior…” With that, Josie started
flexing
the tension in her knees and it was Josh who felt that his dick was
being
milked. He wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer…
CRACK!
“Ayyyyaaahhh!!
Josh sobbed. “Girls are better because they learn to
talk first…”
“Good
boy…” Josie smiled, raising the paddle ready for the next strike.
CRACK!
“Agghh!”
he sniffled again. “Girls are better because they… because
they do stuff better and more efficiently…”
“Good
boy… Just this last one! Hold tight!”
CRACK!
“Aghhhhh!
I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Josh bawled, his tears breaking the
dam and streaming down his crimson face, his buttocks feeling like a
Greek
bushfire. “Girls… are… better because… because… oh please don’t make me
say
it…”
“Tell
us Josh… don’t make me spank you again!” Josie threatened,
tightening the grip of Josh’s penis more than previously.
“Ahhhh,
okay, okay…” Josh sobbed and sniffled. He couldn’t believe what
he was about to say. He felt so embarrassed to say it, to admit it but…
what
else could he do? He took a deep breath, and finally, between sobs, he
was able
to whimper, “Girls… are better, because they have a pussy…”
CRACK!
“Owwwww!
Jeez…” Josh howled. That spank caught him by surprise.
“Now
say it with the proper words…” Josie commanded. “Boys are not
allowed to call it a ‘pussy…’”
“Okay,
okay… stop spanking please!” Josh begged. He closed his eyes and
took a deep breath… “Girls are better because they have a… vagina…”
“And
don’t you forget it slave boy!” Josie teased, putting the paddle
down on the sofa and following Karlie’s lead by stroking her slave with
her
delicate fingers up and down his back and over his buttocks. “Well done
slave
boy Joshua!”
Callum
let go of his friend’s hands, still sporting his own erection
for all sorts of differing reasons. It really was embarrassing for
them, but
little did they know what was in store next.
“You
may get up from my knee now Joshua…” Josie announced calmly,
releasing the grip on his dick with her knees. The boys stood side by
side in
front of the two girls once more, everything seemingly erect and on
display.
However, whilst the girl’s glistening moisture of sexual excitement was
safely
concealed within the sticky heat of their knickers, the boys meanwhile
were
both sporting undeniable erections and the tell-tale moisture still
threatening
to drip from the very tips of their pubescent masculinity…
Josie
suddenly remembered, if the tip of Joshua’s cock was slippery
with his ‘excitement,’ then that meant… She looked down at her bare
thighs and
confirmed her suspicions… Joshua had leaked too…
“Hey
Karlie, look… get a picture of this… he’s leaked on me too…” Josie
informed her friend, barely containing her nervous excitement at the
prospect
of commanding her slave to remove it…
“Well
slave boy Josh!” Karlie began sternly, pointing the camera phone
back in the direction of her step-brother. “Get back down there and
lick it
off… Now!” Quickly, Josh had no time to pause for thought, obediently
changing
from rubbing his backside to kneeling in front of the sofa and moving
his head
to between the thighs of the pretty girl in front of him… His mistress.
Josh
looked up from his lowly position as he assessed his task. He
could see right up towards Josie’s light blue panties and he could feel
the
warmth of her hidden sex. His hormones wanted to take hold of him and
do things
that he had only started to dream of, but somehow, the setting was
wrong… He
was her slave… He had to wait, and to obey. His eyes clearly made out
the
darkened patch at the crotch… she was excited too, he now knew it. He
looked up
into Josie’s eyes. He was no longer holding back tears of pain, but
instead
wore an expression of contrition and submission on his face. He’d
submitted.
“Lick
me…” Josie said quietly. “Lick me clean…” And Josh obediently
began. His tongue wiggled to it’s task straight away, and as Karlie had
felt
before her, the same tickling pulse of sexual electricity raced up
Josie’s
thigh and charged her pubescent loins once more. ‘Ohh, that’s good,’
she
thought as Josh’s tongue danced over her milky thighs. ‘I wonder if I
could
make him lick my… Mmmmm…’
Josh
had tasted his own ‘pre-cum’ before on his journey through his
first masturbatory explorations and so knew what to expect. It was just
a
strange feeling to be the slave of a girl and doing everything that she
commanded and submitting to the punishment that she had given. Why did
he not
want to fight it any more? Why was he feeling so sexually charged? It
was all a
quandary. He licked and licked and somehow enjoyed the feeling of
obeying her,
being close to her sex… and catching scent of her…
‘Wow…’
Josh thought. ‘Maybe this is what happened to Peter last year in
Morbis Bay…’
When
Josie was satisfied that her thighs were sufficiently clean, and
before she lost herself too quickly on this new roller coaster game,
she
ordered Josh to stand up again. Once again, both boys stood on display
in front
of the two commanding girls, awaiting whatever it was that was going to
happen
next. The two girls took a couple of bites from their lemon drizzle
cake, the
boys on the other hand had temporarily lost their appetite.
Handing
the camera phone back to Josie, Karlie was the next to speak,
“Right
then, slave boys… the next part of your punishment will be to
show us what you would have done if we had not discovered your naughty
little
stash of dirty films and pictures…”
“What?”
Josh and Callum exclaimed in disbelief.
“We
know you were going to play with yourselves while looking at this
stuff at some point this weekend…” Karlie continued. “So… you can play
with
yourselves now, but WE get to watch… no arguments.” Josh and Callum
nearly
wilted on the spot at the thought of having to actually… ‘masturbate’
in front
of two girls. Josie giggled at the startled reaction of the two naked
and now
flaccid boys in front of her, all the while taking opportunities to
snap photos
or films of their ongoing nudity and humiliation.
“But we
can’t do that in front of you…” Josh protested quickly.
“And
why not?” Karlie challenged, planting her hands on her hips.
“Well…
you’re girls… and doing that is… well it’s… you know… secret…
Boy stuff!”
“You
should have thought of that before you started viewing and saving
all of these pictures and films…” Karlie continued. “Now you will do
it, here
and now in front of us, or you know what the consequences will be… and
it will
involve Rachel and that ping pong paddle over there, and everyone at
school
finding out…” The boys knew they were fighting a losing battle once
again.
“But
how?” Josh asked. “Do we just do it here? What about the mess? I
don’t want to make a mess on this carpet… I’d be buggered either way
then…
whether it be you or Rachel…” Karlie saw reason to his current protest
and
thought quickly of a solution…
“A girl
has to think of everything… typical… Okay… Josie, go into the
kitchen and bring the kitchen roll… Josh, Callum, finish your glasses
of
lemonade. Then it WILL be show time…” Karlie stipulated. The lounge was
a hive
of activity as Josie skipped out towards the kitchen and the two boys
sombrely
finished the last of the lemonade and placed their glasses back down
onto the
tray. “I’m assuming that you can both shoot sperm? I mean Josh… you do
look a
little…”
“Of
course we can shoot!” both boys defended vehemently, almost
sounding proud but feeling embarrassed at admitting it to a girl.
Karlie smiled
inwardly as she realised just how easy it was to keep these two boys
under
control and push their emotional buttons. She felt that if necessary,
she would
be able to get the boys to confirm that the sky was actually pink
instead of
blue.
Josie
skipped back into the lounge carrying the tube of kitchen roll,
handing it over to Karlie.
“Thank
you, now get ready to film…” Karlie whispered sweetly to her
friend. Looking at the two boys, she tore off four pieces of kitchen
roll and
handed two each to the slave boys in front of her. “This is to help
keep any
mess you make off the floor… Callum you will go first… tell us first
what
position you like to be in when you play with yourself…”
“Huh?”
Callum queried naively. “Position?”
“You
know dummy… do you like to stand up? Lie down?” Karlie clarified.
“Oh
right… errm… I normally lie down…” Callum confirmed, embarrassed to
be talking about his masturbatory habits with a girl. The two girls
were
learning and confirming so much it was music to their ears.
“Left
or right handed?” Karlie asked.
“Right
of course! Okay?” he replied testily, struggling to ride his
shame.
“Okay,”
Karlie grinned victoriously, beaming a satisfied smile. “Lie
down then and show us how you do it…” Callum sighed indignantly and
proceeded
to lie down on the lounge floor, on the furry rug, which actually felt
quite
nice to him, despite everything else going on. The two girls sat either
side of
him and Karlie boldly used her hands to move his legs apart slightly so
that
they could both study his flaccid cock more closely as it rested
helplessly
between his legs. They were intrigued and curious to watch a real live
boy
masturbate for them. “Come on then… start.”
“Please…
can’t I do something else?” Callum made one last break for
freedom.
“NO!”
the two girls admonished in unison. “Do what you do!” Karlie
instructed firmly, not taking her eyes of the boyish genitals in front
of her.
Callum reluctantly moved his right hand to his cock and started to
grope
himself in a bid to make himself erect. The girls watched in curious
fascination as the boy squeezed his penis and his scrotum alternately
and
pulled back on his foreskin slightly as he manipulated himself.
‘Wow!’
Karlie thought as sure enough, the boy’s penis began to stiffen
in front of her eyes. Callum’s breathing became deeper and more erratic
as he
forced himself to erection. His manipulation became a series of more
regular
strokes along the length of his stiffening boyish dick.
“Mmmm,
good boy!” Karlie teased as she watched Callum bring his left
hand to his crotch too, using his thumb to steady the base of his cock
while
his fingers began to manipulate his wrinkled scrotum underneath. “Show
us how
you make yourself feel good down there… show us how you wank!”
‘Oh
god!’ Callum thought as he proceeded to masturbate himself. ‘I
can’t believe I am doing this… with two girls watching me… This can’t
be
happening… I don’t wanna shoot in front of them… Please god… hide me
away… This
is so embarrassing.’
Josh
could barely watch as his friend was forced to debase himself in
front of the girls. If he thought it was bad to watch another boy being
forced
to jerk off in front of girls, he couldn’t imagine what it would be
like when
it was his turn… This really was Morbis Bay revisited.
“Oh
god…” Callum cried out, taking his hands away quickly from his
genitals. His erection bobbled around aimlessly as it stood up from his
groin.
“Please don’t make me…” Tears were welling up in his eyes from the
shame of his
predicament. At that moment, he would have submitted to another
spanking.
Karlie seized the initiative,
“Don’t
be such a baby!” With a boldness that surprised even herself,
she took a firm hold of the helpless erection in front of her and
started a
gentle up and down motion that mirrored the actions that Callum had
started.
She was touching a naked boy’s dick… She was wanking him… and it felt
good,
more control over a boy than she had ever felt before.
Callum
was powerless as tears started to leak form his eyes and stain
his crimson cheeks. A girl was playing with his dick… It was nasty… It
was
good… He was humbled, humiliated and aroused and he couldn’t make sense
of his
emotions. He just let her do it… let her have her fun and hope that it
would
end soon.
‘Why
does it feel so good?’ Callum cried silently, breathing hard as
Karlie continued to masturbate him swiftly.
‘So
this is what it feels like to diddle a boy?’ Karlie thought,
smiling at Josie and then looking back to the cock at her command. She
wanted
to touch her own tingling privates at the same time but that wouldn’t
be
appropriate. Josie felt the same as the lewd game of female domination
continued in front of her.
For
Josh, he couldn’t help but grip his own genitals as he watched his
step-sister wanking off his best friend. He could see that Callum was
afraid
and embarrassed and felt the same shame and it wasn’t even happening to
him
yet. He was getting flashbacks regularly and recalled easily how his
emotions
brought him to turmoil. Wanting it all to stop, but wanting to see what
happened next. Wanting to put the girls in their place, but wanting to
surrender
to them too. His erection grew as his step-sister totally controlled
his best
friend with just a handful of fingers.
“Please
stop!” Callum protested weakly. He wasn’t sure he knew what was
happening in his mind. “Don’t make me… Please… I want to go home…”
“Hold
still now… be a good boy!” Karlie said soothingly. “I just want
to see how you cum… Doesn’t it feel good slave boy Callum? Hmmm?
Doesn’t it
feel good to have a girl playing with your willy…”
“Please…
stop!” Callum panted, his breathing becoming shallow, he was
getting near to total oblivion. Karlie slowed her pace and took time to
carefully draw his foreskin fully back to expose the slippery
purple-grey
mushroom tip of his glans. Her eyes widened in delight and surprise.
She was
curious to see how shiny and slippery it was and to see the delicate
looking
little slit at the end…
‘A
little vagina after all…’ Karlie thought, a smile of satisfaction
spreading briefly over her face. ‘Or just a big clit?’
“Are
you sure you want me to stop Callum?” Karlie teased. “Don’t you
want me to make you feel good down here? Let it happen… it might feel
good…”
She picked up her pace once again, allowing the foreskin to cover the
tip of
his cock once more. “Beg me to stop, and I will…”
“Noooo!!”
Callum wailed, wolf-like in his submission as his orgasm
approached. “Do it… Ngggghhh… Oh god what’s happening…”
“Should
I stop playing with you Callum? Hmmm? Shall I leave your
naughty willy alone?” Karlie continued with her teasing. Josie was
beside
herself and couldn’t wait to see what happened next and then with Josh.
“Noooo!”
Callum whimpered, bringing his tears under control, and
submitting to Karlie’s will.
“Then
will you cum for me?” Karlie leaned in and whispered in her
slave-boy’s ear. “Will you show me how you cum? Hmmm?”
“Yes…”
Callum gasped. “Make me cum… Oh god… it’s going to happen… soon…
Karlie please…” Karlie quickened her actions once again, and tightened
her grip
around the pubescent erection under her directorship. Callum started to
tense…
Karlie had heard about this reaction prior to a climax and felt it was
similar
to circumstances just before her own orgasms.
“Good
boy…” Karlie praised. “Good little slave boy… Karlie’s gonna do
it to you… here it comes.” As his body tensed, relaxed and tensed
again, Callum
knew that the chain reaction of his orgasm had started. He took a deep
breath
as his hips started to jerk… “Remember, you are my slave boy now
Callum…
because girls are better than boys…”
“Nnnngghh…
oh god…” Callum panted as he felt the explosive tingling
burst of sexual electricity pass through his boyhood as his first
stringy wave
of semen spluttered out from the tip of his cock. In slow motion, his
wetness
shot high into the air to the delight of the two girls, one of whom had
made it
all happen because she wanted it. All Callum could do as he rode his
orgasmic
release was hear Karlie’s words in his mind…
‘I’m
Karlie’s slave boy… girls are better… oh god… I’m her slave… a
slave boy… I feel so weak… boys are weak…’
“Good
boy,” Karlie praised again as a second pulse of orgasmic power
forced a second, then a third and a weaker fourth spurt of semen into
the air.
One by one, as the girls looked on in astonishment, Josie with mouth
agape as
she traced them through the air, the splatters of cum rained down,
remarkably
neatly, onto Callum’s chest and belly. As his orgasm faded, Karlie
finally let
go of his penis as the last drops of ejaculate dribbled from the tip.
Callum
continued to pant in recovery as silence gripped the lounge. He
had no idea what to do and just kept his eyes closed. Suddenly, he felt
warmth
at his lips and opened his eyes. Karlie was kissing him… No tongues,
just an
affectionate kiss on the mouth. It lasted but a second, but to Callum
it felt
like the longest wonderful lingering second…
“There’s
a good slave boy hmmm?” Karlie smiled with genuine affection
as she finished her kiss. Callum just looked into her eyes, still
rationalising
everything that had just happened. She used a thumb to wipe a tear from
the
corner of his eye and down his cheek. “That wasn’t so bad was it? Now,
clean
yourself up…” With that, Karlie got up and went back to sit on the sofa
to
leave Callum to make use of the all important kitchen roll…
“No
time to waste slave boy Joshua, come here,” Josie beamed as Callum
began to clean himself off, thoroughly spent for now. Josh looked
fearful and
embarrassed as he walked across to where his ‘mistress’ was standing.
“So, how
do you diddle yours?”
“I
errrm… I’m normally lying down too,” Josh stuttered quietly,
thoroughly dreading the next few minutes, his semi-hard hairless dick
awaiting
it’s fate. The girl motioned for Josh to take Callum’s place on the
large thick
woolly rug and he complied, taking a few agonising moments to settle
himself
down onto his back.
“Eyes
closed or open? Which hand?” Josie asked, handing her phone to
Karlie so that she could continue filming the ‘wonderful’ events.
“I
errrm… I can do it with either hand, but mostly with my right…” Josh
confirmed, feeling his cheeks colour with humiliation and realising
that the
girls were obtaining all sorts of ‘secret information’ about them. “And
usually
I have my eyes closed…”
“Cool,”
Josie smiled at her slave. “Then show us how you do it…” The
girls smiled at each other knowingly as they watched Josh slowly bring
his hand
to his crotch and take hold of his penis. Josh paused, mortified as he
thought
about what he was doing… he was about to obey a girl and humiliate
himself, he
was about to show two girls how he masturbated, and he was about to
play with
himself while being filmed. He wasn’t sure whether or not he wanted to
give in
and just let Josie do it, or if he was going to be able to do it
himself
without crying. He’d conceded far too much ground to ‘girl power’
already and
wanted to be in charge of at least something to preserve his self
respect. So,
Josh began to run his thumb and forefinger gently up and down the
semi-hard
length of his young penis, occasionally tracing a fingernail over the
ticklish
flesh at the tip of his foreskin.
Both
girls immediately noticed the slightly different style of
masturbation that Josh employed in comparison with Callum. They were
quickly
rewarded with a rapidly stiffening penis before them again as Josh
completed
the first stage of his latest journey. He closed his eyes to blot out
the
humiliation he felt and at least try to enjoy the sexual sensations in
his
private parts.
“Go
slave boy Josh…” Josie smiled, watching the ‘pleasure’ etching
itself gradually over Joshua’s face. “Show us how you diddle your
naughty
little boy’s willy… and how you make yourself feel good.” Soon Josh was
breathing more erratically as Josie’s teasing words invaded his ears.
His grip
tightened around his erection and he began to increase the pace of his
stroking. His other hand moved to his crotch, just like Callum’s had
done and
he cupped and tickled his testicles too while his mind wandered back to
Morbis
Bay and the imagery of the three girls dominating Peter. It was
happening to
him now…
‘Oh god
this is embarrassing…’ Josh thought. ‘The girls wanked Peter
off… they made him cum… Now the girls are watching me wank off… they’re
seeing
me do it… it’s secret… girls are watching my secret… girls are in
charge… it’s
horrible… god this feels good…’
Karlie
was enjoying the show as her step-brother continued to
masturbate in front of her and her friend. Holding the camera phone
steady was
difficult given the pleasurable sensations and excitement giddying
through her
body, but she knew she was capturing priceless footage of Josh,
focussing
alternately on his face and his aggravated genitals as he continued to
masturbate for his young female audience. She clamped her knees
together
tightly, to quell her arousal and kept a beady eye on Callum who was
busy
trying to swab the remaining sticky droplets that continued to ooze out
of the
tip of his cock despite his orgasm being completed some time ago.
‘Boys
are so messy!’ she thought with a feeling of superiority. ‘But
it’s fun to have them to boss around!’
Josie
meanwhile was finding it difficult not to secretly try and touch
herself as her slave boy continued to do what he did… She was a little
‘jealous’ of her friend for having taken the initiative with Callum
previously
and was feeling a little curious about doing the same with Josh.
‘Why
not?’ Josie thought to herself. ‘He can’t really stop me…’
“STOP!”
Josie commanded suddenly, throwing Josh into panic as his eyes
popped open and his body tensed. He looked up at Josie who had moved to
kneel
on the floor at his side. She was staring right down at him menacingly.
“Wh-what
is it?” Josh panted. “Shit! Is Rachel home?” He was suddenly
worried and paranoid, momentarily forgetting his place and what day it
was.
Josie burst out into fits of giggles at how the boy reacted to her
command.
“Nothing
like that you silly slave,” Josie announced, bringing herself
under control. “Time for me to have a go with that willy of yours hmmm?
Be a
good slave boy… Hold still…”
“I can
do it myself…” Josh protested, eager to keep some sort of
control over the functionality of his humiliation and emphasising his
point by
trying to brush her threatening hands away from his groin.
“Let me
do it Joshua, or I will spank you… hard!” Josie threatened.
When it looked as though Josh was about to protest again and make
things
difficult, she continued, “Karlie is filming this Josh, remember… Do
you want
to see it go round the school?” Josh quickly shook his head, closed his
eyes
and rested his head back down on the carpet. “Good boy… Time for little
Miss Josie
to play…” With that, she moved Josh’s legs apart and climbed into the
‘V’ left
in the gap between his legs. Kneeling down, she leaned forward and took
a
tentative grip of his penis, then tightened…
“Owww!
Careful!” Josh gasped, tensing his body. Josie ignored his
protest, and allowed her grip to settle down, for the first time on a
boy’s
private parts.
‘My
gosh, this feels so soft and hard at the same time…’ Josie thought.
‘This is soooo cool!’ Slowly, but firmly, Josie copied what Karlie had
done
with Callum and began to masturbate her slave boy. ‘I’ve got a slave
boy at my
command… I’m playing with his dick!! I’m gonna make him shoot!! This is
the
best fun ever…’
Josh
was breathing erratically now that Josie had taken control of his
penis and was taking him on to a destination that was to be instantly
humiliating, but feeling devilishly good at the same time…
‘Oh
god,’ Josh thought. ‘Josie’s playing with my dick… a girl is
playing with me… Josie’s beautiful… and she’s wanking me… and I can’t
stop her…
I don’t want to stop her… I don’t want to let her win… Oh god, she’s in
charge…
Girls are winning… She’s gripping my cock… Mmmmm… I’m pathetic… Boys
should be
in charge… Mmmmmm, she’s beating me… Oh god… This can’t be real…’ He
moved his
hands to cover his face as he blushed and tingled and tried in vane to
hide
himself away.
Josie
felt a change in Josh’s behaviour as she picked up the pace of
her ‘milking.’ She could see his body starting to tense and she
recognised from
having watched Callum, that Josh’s body was not far from surrendering
to her
enforced orgasm. Of greater interest to her curiosity, was the fact
that Josh
was seemingly raising his bottom off the floor, almost willing that
most
delicate of boy parts of his into her controlling hands. He was
thrusting
upwards to meet her hand, unwittingly, secretly surrendering to her.
And she
liked it that way.
Josie
stopped and let go of Josh’s penis. The boy did not register this
at first and humiliatingly for him, he continued to thrust up and down
in front
of the two watching girls. The sound of their giggling stopped Josh
suddenly in
his tracks.
“Wh-what’s
going on?” Josh asked, his voice croaking with shame. “Are
you… finished with me?”
“No
silly slave boy… we’ve only just begun!” Josie announced, slowly
bringing her giggles under control and pressing her knees tighter
together as
she knelt on the floor between Josh’s legs. Josh continued to hold his
face in
his hands. “It was just so funny, watching you push your willy up into
the air
like that… like you were searching for my hand!”
“Yeah!
You’re really getting into it now Josh!” Karlie teased. Unseen,
Josh was crimson with shame as his ordeal continued. Callum watched his
friend
and frowned… recalling his own shame just moments before and pondered
sympathetically about what Josh must have been feeling at that moment.
“Okay,
hold still…” Josie ordered, reaching her hand back out to Josh’s
penis, gripping it half way up the shaft with just her thumb and
forefinger.
The boy at her command gasped as she purposefully pulled downwards on
the
shaft, slowly pealing back his foreskin and exposing the angry
purple-red tip
of his glans, slippery and sticky looking with it’s coating of
‘pre-cum.’
Feeling the skin snag slightly as it cleared the rim of his glans,
Josh’s
muscle flexed and his cock twitched in the girl’s grasp, making her
giggle with
more curiosity. “I can see your little slit now slave boy…” Josie
teased,
running her finger up and down his shaft briefly, up and over the glans
and
around the slit… Then she gripped the shaft once more with her thumb
and
forefinger, and pulled… She was experimenting to see how far she could
pull the
skin downwards, exposing more of his shaft beneath his foreskin. “All
on
display for the girls… hmmm?” She could feel her fingers reach the
limit of the
downward movement.
“Nnnggghhh,
stop… that hurts!” Josh gasped and begged. Though she
didn’t say, Josie was a little sorry for causing pain while she
explored his
most secret things but happy that she had satisfied her curiosity.
“Remember,
all boys start out as little girls…” Josie whispered,
re-emphasising her thoughts of female supremacy. “Boys are just an
imperfect
copy of a girl… you know that now Josh…” Now her attention moved to his
little
wrinkly scrotum, observing the artful furrows running over the sac that
contained his testicles. Keeping the thumb and forefinger of her right
hand on
the shaft of his pubescent cock to keep it erect, Josie used her left
hand to
explore and tickle over his scrotum, enjoying the feel of the wondrous
little
bag.
“Don’t
hurt me…” Josh whimpered, feeling the girl fully enclose his
scrotum in her hand, weighing up his nuts. As she gently squeezed and
let go
and then squeezed his testicles again, massaging him, Josh started to
push his
groin surreptitiously into her hands once more. His gyrations made the
skin on
his penis relax slightly and his foreskin ‘popped’ back into place over
his
glans. A fascinating spectacle that neither Josie or Karlie missed as
they
surveyed and researched every little detail they could.
“Do you
want me to stop, slave boy Josh?” Josie asked, a playful
teasing tone in her voice, copying that used by Karlie a short while
earlier
when dealing with Callum. “Do you want to finish off, or are you going
to let
me drive? Hmmmm?”
“Oh
god… this can’t be happening,” Josh thought out loud… “I don’t
know… This feels…”
“Okay…
I’ll drive,” the girl teased. “After all, females make the best
drivers, don’t they?” And with that, she gripped his penis again, the
way in
which she might try and hold a tennis racket. And she drove… Stroking
up and
down quickly now… And it felt good, to both of them. It was only a
short time
before the tight milking action of Josie’s hand brought Josh to the
verge of
his climax, an instance emphasising the ease of her control over him as
he
continued to push his cock seemingly further into the girl’s
controlling hand…
Josie
saw Josh’s tummy tighten and felt his penis start to flex in her
hand. She knew she was about to make him ejaculate. Even faster she
masturbated
him now… there was no escaping it… Her mind was made up…
“Oh
God!!” Josh gasped, his hands leaving his face and his eyes flying
open. “Shit… it’s happening… You shouldn’t be…”
“Shhhh
Josh!” Josie ordered as Josh’s hips started to buck - he was
trying to slide away. “Easy boy… just let it happen… be a good slave
boy… Cum
for me… Cum for the girls…”
With
that, the electric sexual energy surged through his loins and out
to the tip of his penis, and back again in lightning fashion. Oh it was
tickling his mind and his genitals in equal measure as his orgasm
began. His
hips bucked uncontrollably and the first spurt of Josh’s wet semen
pulsed out
of his cock and into the air, watched by the two ogling girls. His
genitals
were locked in an inescapable sexual spasm as Josie continued to stroke
him up
and down.
“Yay,
here it is…” Josie giggled as her slave boy’s dick started it’s
explosion, trying to throw her hand away… “Good boy… But remember,
girls are
the superior sex!” Josh’s body continued to tense and relax as pulse
after
pulse of orgasmic power coursed through his tummy, his loins and the
tip of his
cock. A second spurt, a third and fourth leaping into the air and
arcing at the
peak, splattering
wetly down onto his
boyish chest and tummy.
‘Oh
god… nooooo!’ Josh thought. ‘They’re watching me cum… Josie’s done
it… Josie’s still wanking me… Oh stop… Girls are better… girls are
superior…
This can’t be happening… Nngggghhh, it feels so…’
“Agghhh…
stop!” Josh whimpered, urging Josie to stop her milking action
as a fifth, weaker spurt emanated from his dick and bobbled back down
onto his
hairless groin. His bottom lifted off the rug and back down again while
his
body tightened. “Please stop… it gets too sensitive… Ngggghhh, stop!”
“Oh…”
Josie said naively, not realising that a boy had a sexual limit
during his orgasm. She would have quite happily continued to stroke him
all day
long, none-the-wiser. So, she stopped her milking and wiped her hand
off on a
piece of kitchen roll, climbing out from between his legs and moving to
kneel
at his side once more.
Josh
was panting and breathing hard as his body slowly relaxed to come
back down from his sexual peak. With his eyes still closed, he did not
see
Josie smile warmly down at him as he recovered, and then suddenly felt
the
warmth of her lips on his own as she affectionately kissed him. The
sudden kiss
forced Josh to open his eyes and again… Though it lasted just a
fleeting
second, it felt as though it lasted much longer, her lips leaving an
imagined
pattern on his and cementing the bond between mistress and slave. She’d
tamed
him, and he had submitted.
“You
are a good slave boy Joshua…” Josie beamed as she stood back up,
looking down into the dazed and confused eyes of the boy at her feet…
“And
you’re all mine… Now, clean up your stuff - you look silly…”
As Josh
obediently began the mundane, empty feeling task of wiping up
the mess left behind from the most humiliating thing that had happened
to him
in his whole life (including being replaced in the boys’ football team
by a
girl), the two dominant girls sat down on the sofa and admired their
handiwork.
“You
see boys…” Karlie began, now having stopped her filming and
handing the phone back to Josie. “Having girls in charge isn’t so bad
is it?”
The contrite, submissive older boys could only look in the direction of
the two
grinning girls. “I think you will both make admirable slaves, what do
you think
Josie?”
“Oh for
sure!” Josie exclaimed gleefully, glancing between the two
flaccid, and beaten examples of young masculinity before them. “What
are we
going to do next?”
“Oh I
think our slave boys have had enough adventures for one night…”
Karlie stated. “Haven’t you?” She stared at Josh, and then Callum, but
did not
get any real response other than a blank look of inflection. “I think
it’s time
for bed now, it is very late and I am sure you boys have a lot of
thinking to
do before we start our fun all over again tomorrow with breakfast in
bed for
the girls…”
Josh
and Callum groaned at the thought of their ongoing slavery at the
hands of the girls - it was true that it was going to happen all
weekend and
beyond.
“Yes,
tea and toast boys, plenty of butter, and remember, two sugars in
Josie’s tea…” Karlie continued. “Then, we’ll see what more fun we can
have with
our little slave boys!”
“Yay!”
Josie punched the air with girlish excitement, leaving the boys
to look sombre and bite their lips pensively. How much worse could this
get?
“Callum,
come here,” Karlie instructed, beckoning him over with her
finger. He obeyed and stood in front of his conqueress. She put one arm
around
Callum’s back, patting his bottom and wrapped her other hand around his
flaccid
dick. “Kiss me slave,” she instructed before he could protest. With
that, she
squeezed his cock and pushed her lips tightly against his. As soon as
Karlie
felt the boy’s penis start to expand once more, she let him go. “Get
yourself
to bed now… busy day tomorrow slave…”
“Josh,
you come over here too!” Josie ordered, eager to follow her
friend’s ever reliable lead. She repeated the process with her slave
boy and
let him go once his penis started to erect in her hand. “To bed little
slave
boy…” She smacked his bottom playfully as he turned to walk away to
follow
Callum to his bedroom, making him yelp in protest.
The two
girls watched the dismissed boys scurry out of the lounge and
towards Josh’s room and then sat back down on the sofa, to whisper
their
thoughts on what had happened during the evening. It had gone so much
better
and easier than they could ever have imagined. Their world revolution,
however
unlikely, had taken a small step in the right direction.
“You
know something Josie,” Karlie whispered. “I don’t think we could
possibly have got all that on film with just your mobile phone… It
surely
doesn’t have enough memory…”
“I
know,” giggled Josie deviously. “The boys don’t need to know that
though, do they?” The girls laughed more boisterously now, but
continued to
talk in a hushed whisper. “We have a few still images to incriminate
them and
of course, you’ve got that folder full of nudey pictures…”
“Oh
yeah, the boys will pay, if they don’t continue to obey… hmmmm?”
Karlie chuckled at the rhyme in her reply. “I’ll get my digital SLR out
tomorrow and get some proper stuff… But get this, I looked at the
course notes
for next year with Miss Hillson. One of the classes is ‘life drawing,’
and one
on ‘feminism in science’ where we look more closely at the male’s
sexual
anatomy… I heard a rumour that Miss Hillson is seeking to… ‘recruit’ a
couple
of boys to act as models during those classes… Maybe we should suggest
Callum
and Josh…”
“Hmmm,
maybe,” Josie replied. “But they’re our slave boys… I don’t want
the other girls touching our boys… Maybe we can get Josh and Callum to
‘recruit’
two new boys for the other girls to play with… There’s a list THIS big
of
handsome boys at school that need ‘educating’ on the merits of young
feminism
you know…”
“Okay,
so here’s what we’ll do…” Karlie began again, surreptitiously
moving her hand to explore the tingling feelings between her legs…
Josie did
the same…
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Author
Postscript -
Other
projects need tending to. This is as far as I am prepared to take
this story at this time. Please feel free to continue it, and explore
anything
else you think appropriate that would follow for the rest of the
weekend and
beyond. All I ask, is that if you use my characters, you give me a
little
credit.
I’d be
keen to see someone have a go at school setting where Josh and
Callum, or other boys are used as anatomical models for life drawing
classes or
as visual aids in furthering the girls’ understanding of the male
anatomy and
it’s weaknesses…
Mule
did a wonderful job of that ‘school’ subject many years ago, but I
would like to see something more ‘English’ in style… And that’s not a
criticism
Mule… your story was bloody brilliant… You really should consider
de-lurking
your older stuff again - even under a ‘Stephen King style pseudonym,’
and the
late Estragon’s stories deserve a fresh audience too… Please?
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(The End)