The Visit 3

The Visit - Chapter 3

By TCP

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The Visit - A Twilight Zone Story
By TCP
© 2013 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 Visit -
The story of twelve year old Daniel and his humiliating experiences in… The Twilight Zone. A tale of the unexpected…

Main Characters -
Daniel Grainger - 12 years old
Charley - the mysterious ‘girl.’

Preface -
You unlock this door with the key of imagination… Beyond it is another dimension - a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas… You’ve just crossed over into, The Twilight Zone…

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Chapter 3 - Playing Mummy…

It had been a very confusing time for Daniel Grainger… It was becoming more difficult for him to rationalise what was happening, with dreams, or visits from Charley playing on his mind and leaving him often feeling ashamed, or paradoxically sexually stimulated. The sensible thinker within him concluded that it was all just a series of dreams, embarrassingly wet dreams. But there was no denying that somehow, his pubic hair had actually been shaven off… shaving foam being present on the floor of his bedroom… music appearing on his MP3 player that he had not downloaded or put there. And amazingly of all, the wonderful feelings of sexual climax…

The key question that piqued Daniel’s curiosity was whether or not Charley was real, and whether it was possible that a pretty girl like her could possess special powers to simply make snakes appear, or stop time, or whisper without moving her lips, or hold him in bondage and all the other things that she seemed to be able to do. And why was she doing it, and how did she know just how to control him? Why did he obey her?

Since breakfast that morning, Daniel had been very thirsty. He had felt compelled to drink no less than four glasses of water to complement the large cup of tea he had consumed during breakfast itself. Sooner or later he was going to have to let something out, but so far, nearing lunch time, nothing… no urge to use the toilet at all.

As agreed with Martin, Daniel had finally set up his computer with a Skype account, and within the safety of his bedroom, he logged into his computer and saw that Martin was on line as well. He made the call… it was time to speak to his best friend for the first time since all this began. He didn’t know, even going into the call whether or not he would be brave enough to tell Martin that he was being ‘visited’ or ‘just dreaming’ about a girl named Charley as well. It was a subject that Daniel reasoned to be a bit of a ‘Pandora’s Box…’

Daniel adjusted his web cam to make sure that Martin would be able to see him properly while the call connected. And soon enough, Daniel could see his friend on the HD monitor in front of him. Both boys looked into their respective web cams and sat silent for a few moments, unsure what to say to each other given everything that had gone on.

“Hi mate,” Martin started nervously. “Good to see you… I…”

“Hello, Mart,” Daniel replied, smiling warmly. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I guess… God, what a mess this has been… My Gran has been really nice about it all though, and she’s looking after me. I feel crap about making everyone worry so much too… especially my mum… And there’s still lots going on down here though, so I don’t have much time I’m afraid,” Martin said quietly. “It’s great to see you buddy… And I’m really sorry for running away like that you know? We’d got lots planned hadn’t we huh?”

“It’s okay… I understand,” Daniel responded empathetically. “I believe you totally… you’re my friend and I have no reason to doubt you… What you described was awful and… it’s hard for me to know what to say… You must have been real embarrassed… and scared?”

“Yeah… it was pretty scary… Everything that she did… I didn’t know girls could be like that… assuming that she was real… It was so weird,” Martin began, looking away from the web cam. “And at times… god this is hard… sometimes, it wasn’t just her… there were other girls with her… girls like her…”

“Look Martin,” Daniel interrupted. “There’s something I really need to tell you… I think it’s happening to me now too…”

“What do you mean?”

“Ch… Charley,” Daniel stammered. “I think she’s doing it to me now…”

“How can that be?” Martin responded, anxiety clear in his voice. “Are you okay? What’s happened?”

“Well, it’s happened twice so far…” Daniel began. And Daniel told Martin all about what had happened so far between him and Charley, and Martin listened and compared notes with his best friend.

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“So… Are you going to run away too?” Martin asked. “You could… you’ve got to come and stay here… it would be neat… just like old times…”

“I don’t know if I can…” Daniel replied with a sigh. “My folks are being real pushy about how they want my life to go and I just want to make them proud so badly, like you wouldn’t believe. I want to do well… of course I do, but I want to live too you know? I’m like twelve years old and I feel so much pressure… I don’t really have anywhere to run either… I mean, they’d never let me stay down there with you… Oh god… I just don’t know what to do… And then there’s all this with Charley… I mean it’s embarrassing and feels weird when she’s doing what she does… And, oh yeah… she told me to ask you about the ‘giggling girl guides,’ or something… That mean anything to you?”

Martin seemingly went ashen pale at the mention of it and Daniel thought he had said something wrong and immediately regretted saying anything about Charley. Martin bit his lip pensively and then looked back into the web cam.

“Shit…” Martin whispered, his face breaking out in a scarlet blush for the first time in the conversation. Up to now, Martin had seemed very much in control of what he was saying and positive about the fact that he had escaped Charley’s clutch. “Wh-what did she say about that?”

“Oh… errrm,” Daniel stuttered, feeling awful for embarrassing his friend. “Not a lot really Martin… Look I’m sorry for even mentioning it… All she said was to ask you about the incident… I’m sorry mate.”

“Nah, it’s okay… You just got to promise me that you won’t say anything to anyone else yeah?” Martin said, his voice nearly cracking, and visibly shaking.

“I promise! Of course…” Daniel confirmed promptly. “You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want… I think I can imagine… you know?”

“It’s okay… really… I…” Martin began. “It’s just… oh gosh. That was one of the worst times it happened… with Charley. It was a Friday, and I was out walking…” And Martin recounted his story…

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Martin had been out walking on his way to the Newsagents to collect the evening newspaper and some sweets. His route had taken him along a disused railway line that had been converted by the local council into a public right of way. It had been a pretty humid day with thundery showers, typical of the 2012 British summer. As he was passing through an overgrown copse to reach the main path that would take him to the shop, he experienced the familiar flashing of white light and the feeling that he was tumbling quickly through thin air…

‘Oh god… not again, please…’ Martin had begged.

When he had gathered his senses and opened his eyes, Martin had found that he was unable to move… His red and white t-shirt had been removed and lay carelessly ruffled at his feet, leaving him topless. He discovered that he had been tied to a large oak tree in the copse, his wrists fastened behind his back with what felt like string. A larger thin piece of rope was wrapped tightly around the tree and his naked upper body holding him still. This was complemented by a similar binding at his slightly parted ankles rendering him totally helpless… Martin could smell coconuts… and when he looked up, he swallowed hard and shivered at what he saw…

Charley stood in front of him wearing a light blue, girl scout uniform, her hands on her hips and wearing a scowling expression on her face as if she were looking at some sort of animal faeces on the bottom of her shoe. Behind her, were four other girl scouts, seemingly the same age as Martin and Charley. All of the girls were devastatingly pretty and their eyes totally focussed on him as he began to blush at his predicament… One of the girls was kneeling by a large portable ghetto blaster stereo, and fiddling with the controls. Classical music started playing, and Martin knew it from his music lessons to be Beethoven… the 9th Symphony.

“Wh-what’s happening?” Martin had asked, his voice broken with shame, for he had a pretty good idea how his situation was going to end already.

“Listen girls…” Charley began. “Martin’s awake and wants to know what’s happening…” There was some giggling from behind her. She moved closer to Martin and placed a finger on his forehead, moving it so that she could look directly into his eyes. “Time for some fun dear Martin…” Charley whispered teasingly.

“Nooo! Not again Charley… please!” Martin begged. “Not in front of… Please stop doing this to me…”

“Nothing like a bit of Ludwig Van, to sharpen you up for a bit of, ‘show and tell…’” Charley sneered, quoting from a famous film, while Martin continued to protest.

“Nooo! Let me go… I won’t say anything to anyone about this… I promise… Nooo!”

“Julie… please shut him up…” Charley instructed the pretty blonde girl behind her. She wore a beaming smile of satisfaction on her face as she held up a roll of silvery grey tape so that Martin could see. As Julie walked menacingly up to him, she puffed her chest out as proud as a pigeon, before removing enough tape from the roll to do the job.

“Nooo! Don’t do this… Please… I’m sorry… pleeease mmmmffffgghhh!” Martin’s protests were cut short as ‘Julie’ placed the tape firmly over his mouth, smoothing over it slowly with her thumb. “Mmmmggghh… Mmmmmggghhh!” But the girls just laughed at him and his sudden tears stung his face while he turned scarlet with humiliation at being half naked, unable to move and now unable to speak in front of five pretty girls… In all of his experiences with Charley, this was the quickest at which he had started to cry… He just knew what was going to happen, but clung onto the hope that the girls would show some compassion and just let him go… It was the same hope Martin always had… a hope always dashed by Charley…

“So, remind me girls,” Charley announced, relishing the role of gang leader, tracing a finger from Martin’s face, and tickling down to tease agonisingly from shoulder blade to shoulder blade… “Hands up if you’ve never seen a boy’s willy before… hmmmm?”

“Mmmmghhh… Mgggghhhh!” Martin sounded in protest and tried his very hardest to wrestle and get free… “Mmmmmhhh… Gggghhhhh… Nnnnnngghhhh!” Two of the four girls in front of him raised their hands while the girlish giggling filled his ears and his eyes misted with enraged tears of helplessness.

Martin faced a cataclysm of shameful emotions… everything that Charley was intent on feasting upon… He knew he was about to be bared in front of no less than five girls… four of whom he had never met or seen before… two of whom had never seen a boy’s penis before and who were about to see one… about to see his, all for the first time. He didn’t know which element was worse, and which to try and blank out the most…

Should he try to blank out the feeling that so many girls were about to see his privates? Or the fact that two of the girls would probably be giggling the most as they had never seen anything like this before? Or was it that he wasn’t going to get to see anything in return? It wouldn’t be so bad if he got to see a girl’s boobs or even more mysterious private parts in consolation. That hope seemed as distant as ever while Charley was in charge…

Charley continued to trace her teasing finger down Martin’s chest, wriggling downwards towards his tummy, circling repeatedly around and then into his navel. To the girls’ ongoing chucklesome delight, this made Martin squirm even harder and if he hadn’t been gagged by the tape, would have felt obliged to elicit an enforced giggle. Her finger devilishly traced it’s way back up to toy with his nipples.

“Are you going to be a good little boy for us Martin hmmm?” Charley teased, looking directly into his shame-laden puppy-dog eyes, victoriously… Martin closed them, and willed himself as hard as he could to be in a different place… but found he was stuck. He was determined not to give in… but found it increasingly hard to resist.

“MMMGGGHHHhhhhh!” Martin sounded in pain as Charley pinched his nipple, hard. “Mgghghh, mmmghghh! Nnggghh!” His breathing became rapid in protest at what Charley was doing. She always knew how to get him to obey her… to submit to her.

“Will you be a good boy and show Kezia and Julie your worthless little boy parts hmmm?” Charley teased, circling the previously abused nipple over and over, tickling him again. “You want the girls to get to see, don’t you? Hmmmm?” She was about to pinch him again… “You want us to play with you don’t you? Hmmm?”

“Mmmmmphh…” Martin sounded weakly in defeat and slowly nodded his head, anxious to avoid any more pain.

“Good little slave boy,” Charley smiled. “Kezia, Julie… come here and get yourselves ready.” Martin swallowed hard and noticed the dryness within his mouth, feeling the nervous anxiety envelope him, like some kind of small monkey doing cartwheels inside his tummy. He felt all hot and dizzy at the thought of what was going to happen. He had precious little time to reason why his body always seemed to react this way…

Kezia and Julie stepped forward and crouched down on the floor on each side of the stricken boy, a carefully choreographed routine. Martin believed that this wasn’t the first time that the other girls had done this and that this was some sort of ‘initiation for the new girls…’

“Remember,” Charley began again, stepping back from Martin’s imprisoned body and enabling a semi-circle of preteen beauties to form around the front of him. “Only his shorts first… We are not in a rush, and Martin is okay to hang around for a while yet…” The other girls giggled as their leader passed instruction and comment. “So, on the count of three, down with the shorts…”

“Mmmmghghh! Ghhhhhhh!” Martin sounded as loud as he could in protest, more tears emerging from his eyes and dampening his sizzling red cheeks. He felt the horrible foreboding sensation of purposeful girlish fingers either side of his body entering the waistband of his dark blue football shorts.

“Un… deux… trois!” Charley announced playfully. In maddening slow motion from Martin’s perspective, the girls gripped at the elastic of his football shorts and began to draw them agonisingly down from his groin and grazing down his knees. He gulped and breathed deeply knowing that the girls were starting to strip him, to denude him of his self respect. And all they had done was pulled down his football shorts… He was expecting a response from the girls, but wasn’t expecting the vociferousness of it…

“Haaahha!!” Kezia chuckled aloud, followed by the other girls in the gang. “Batman pants!!”

“I’ve been to Scotland and to France,” chanted Juanita, a girl of Mediterranean descent. “And now I see little-boy underpants!”

“Martin’s wearing a little boy’s underpants!! What a baby!” Julie giggled and pointed towards his crotch.

Martin’s mind was pulled back to recall that he was wearing black underpants with the yellow ‘Batman’ legend on the front. The girl’s giggling and commentary shamed him, even though his modesty was still covered. He’d never felt so humiliated, while still actually wearing clothing.

With his football shorts now pooled around his bound ankles, and his underpants on display to the five giggling girl scouts, Charley gave her next instruction.

“His pants are still a little, flat looking… So, Kezia and Julie, tickle him until you think he’s ready to be presented… He’s not much to look at I’m afraid when he’s not hard…”

“Mmmgghh! Nggghhhh! Aghhhmmmm!” Martin whined in protest as he felt twenty girlishly inquisitive digits start to roam over his practically naked young body. The two girls used their fingers to tickle him and explore every inch of his exposed body, fortunately ignoring the area around his underpants. But his body responded against his will as they stroked up and down his legs, his inner thighs, his nipples, and his sensitive little navel.

‘Noooo!’ Daniel tried to call out in his mind. ‘Oh god, nooooo! I’m starting to tingle and god no!! My dick is getting hard…’ Sure enough, the girls watched as Martin’s body reacted to the feminine attention that they were giving him, relishing his embarrassed tears, his blushing face and now the rapidly developing bulge in his underpants.

“That’s much better Martin…” Charley praised. “You’re nearly ready for us…”

“Nnngghhhh… Mgggghhhhhmmmmm!” he protested as vehemently as the gag would allow. He was desperate for his ordeal to finish, but was unable to make his pleas heard, and the girls just continued their domination of him.

As Beethoven’s 9th Symphony continued to play on the ghetto blaster, Charley ordered the two tickling girls to cease their teasing of the boy’s body…

“Girls… it’s nearly time to pull down those underpants and let you have a look at what a boy is really like between his legs… No more playground rumour… No more imagining or drawing of doodles… this is the real thing!!”

“Nnnnngghghh!” Martin wrestled with his bondage and becoming quite out of breath as he contended with humiliation and sexual arousal at the same time as trying to escape.

“Martin Wilson… my darling little slave boy… look at me…” Charley instructed. Martin stopped his fight against the rope and looked pleadingly into her eyes, desperately hoping that she would let him go… to spare him the humiliation. His heart was racing as she approached him, never taking her eyes away from his, until he felt the need to look away in shame… “Look at me!” she commanded, and Martin obediently returned his tearful gaze to hers. She leaned in and kissed his face, trying to kiss him through the tape that covered his mouth. He could feel the warmth of her lips, but not the full bounty of her kiss.

“Mmmgghh…” <please>… Martin sounded quietly through his gag. But Charley continued to try and kiss him and moved her hand to cup his genitals through his underpants, feeling his hardness, and his arousal. The sudden intimate attention made Martin squirm and tense his lower body.

“Ooooh… you horny little boy!!” Charley teased, breaking the kiss as she gently squeezed his private parts. As she squeezed and groped, Martin’s breathing became deeper and more laboured, succumbing to her expert handling, his heart beating ten to the dozen and feeding his blushes. “I know you want the girls to play with you… you find Kezia here particularly attractive… hmmm?”

“Nnnngghh Nnggghh!” <please stop> Martin sounded. Charley’s face broke out into a broad, victorious smile and then she applied a harder pressure in her squeezing, trapping his cock and balls in a tightening grip, like she was squeezing a small orange. “Nnnnggghghh Agghhhmmmmmm!” He closed his eyes and winced at the pain she was causing.

“You want the girls to play with you, don’t you?” Charley repeated, more menacingly this time, but still with that infectious smile of superiority etched over her face. She relaxed her grip slightly, allowing Martin to respond with a weak nod of compliance. “Good boy… Because I wouldn’t want to have to punish you Martin, you’re such a sweet slave boy…” Charley relaxed the pressure on his hardened penis and testicles completely and left it so that her hand was just pressing into his groin, feeling the muscle in his cock twitch every so often. “You want Kezia and Julie to pull down your underpants now and look at you… down there… hmmm?” Martin felt compelled to nod. “And then you want the girls to play with you… down there too… hmmm?” Again, contrary to what he actually wanted, he felt obliged to nod his head, the lesser of two evils… for now.

On the floor in front of him, he could hear Kezia and Julie whispering and giggling at each other and the other two girls in the gang just behind Charley, chuckling at him and his situation. Charley stood back and the semi-circle of young feminists was in place once more.

“On three then girls… down with his pants!” Charley announced.

“Nnnngghhh Mmmmpppphhhh Mmmmmmmmhhhh!” Martin whined into his gag with disheartened resignation as his eyes misted with renewed tears, a final hopeless plea for mercy and to be spared the indignity of being bared. He sniffled and sobbed as the two girls at his feet moved their hands into place, rubbing first along his thighs and up onto his hips, dipping their fingers into the waistband of his ‘Batman’ underpants. “Nnnngghhh!”

“One… Two… wait for it…” Charley grinned, drawing out the boy’s humiliation for even longer. “Two and a half…” With that, Kezia actually started to pull downwards on her side, then quickly pulled back up, giggling at the prolonged tease that Charley was causing. “Threeeee!”

Martin tightly shut his eyes, took a deep breath and tensed his body hard as the girls began to ceremoniously pull down his underpants. He was trembling with nerves and the anticipation of what it would feel like knowing that five girls were looking at his private parts, all at the same time, while he was powerless to stop them…

The girls were enjoying his ordeal, Kezia and Julie tugged the underpants down a little, then just a little more, exposing centimetre after humiliating centimetre of his lower tummy… then his pubis, with it’s smattering of pale, almost invisible pubic hair… then the top of his boyish shaft…

The girls began a unified audible giggling as the first ‘serious’ part of his anatomy was revealed, the junction at the top of his crotch where his penis sprouted from his groin.

“Here it comes…” Charley announced gleefully as Kezia and Julie tugged a little further, revealing a little more of his masculinity… “Hold still now Martin… Just a little more…”

Soon, the tugging had reached a tipping point, the next tug threatened to reveal the remainder of Martin’s dick to all of the girls… his preteen erection clinging on desperately to the ‘privacy’ within his underpants. Kezia and Julie tugged in unison…

“Nnngghhh! Nnnngghhh Pwhhhmmmmm!” Martin sobbed, shaking his head in protest.

Boing! Martin’s penis finally sprung out from his underpants, and briefly smacked his tummy as the girls pulled them free of his cock, exposing him to them… exposing a boy to them for the first time. All of the girls giggled, including the ringleader Charley as they watched his example of preteen masculinity bob about freely in front of him, ‘saluting’ the girls as his underpants continued to descend to rest with his football shorts at his ankles. It was done…

Martin felt so weak and vulnerable, knowing that five girls were looking at his aroused young genitals, powerless to stop them ogling him. Powerless to stop them from humiliating him. The mild fresh air felt cool on the revealed area of his body previously concealed in his underpants, a clear reminder of just how exposed he now was.

“There you are girls…” Charley began brightly. “One boy’s willy… all hard and on display for you… All three and a half inches of him!”

“Oh my god!” Kezia chuckled. “It looks so dinky! And he hardly has any hair yet!!”

“This is soooo cool!” Julie agreed, bringing one of her hands to her mouth to stifle her giggling. “Boys look so funny! It’s pointing straight out! How do they keep ‘that’ in their pants without hurting themselves?”

“And look at his little balls under there!” Kezia taunted again, pointing to the scrotum hanging down beneath his erection. “That little bag looks pathetic and wrinkly!”

“Nnnnngghghh… Pwhhheeehhhhh!” Martin sobbed as the girls passed detailed comment on what he liked to keep secret. If only he could cover himself up…

“Get closer… have a good look,” Charley encouraged her friends. “After all, he agreed to let you look AND play with him… he won’t mind… will you slave-boy?” she finished rhetorically. “Touch him…”

Kezia and Julie reached out their curious hands and began to fondle Martin’s penis and testicles, cupping, prodding, gripping and teasing - all the while maintaining his unwanted arousal, forcing him to stay erect, when what he wanted was to be left alone. Julie was particularly curious, using one finger to push down on his erection, making Martin wince with discomfort. She then let go and allowed his penis to spring back upright and bob momentarily in front her, eliciting a fresh wave of girlish squealing.

After a while, Charley ushered Kezia and Julie back into the semi-circle of girls in front of Martin. She then kneeled down to Martin’s right hand side.

“Who wants to see a boy cum?” Charley enquired passionately, like somebody asking a tennis fan if they wanted to go to the Wimbledon Final. Instinctively, the other four girls enthusiastically agreed that they wanted to see the spectacle, giggling and whispering amongst themselves and pointing at the boyish genitals in front of them.

“Aggghhhhhmmmm Mmmmooooo! Shhhhhggghhhh!” Martin agonised into the tape covering his mouth as Charley took hold of the boyish erection and felt the muscle within it pulse in ‘protest’ at her handling.

“There, there Martin…” Charley teased, loud enough for everyone to hear. “Time for you to put on a good show for the girls now… This is your reward for being a big brave boy for me… Such a handsome boy you are… with a lovely little willy… All the girls just love you…”

“Owwwwnnnnngghhhh…” Martin whined, mortified that she was going to diddle him in front of the four other girls, and of her inferring that his penis was small. That little monkey was doing handstands inside his tummy now, and a fresh flush of warm embarrassment coursed the veins in his glowing cheeks.

“There are lots of different ways to make a boy cum,” Charley said officiously, addressing Kezia and Julie directly. “When it’s your turn, you can make up your own mind…” With that, Charley began to move her hand back and forth along the erect shaft of Martin’s modesty. “Do this long enough… fast enough and hard enough… and the boy will cum for you…” With that, the other four girls giggled. “This, is another way… especially if you are giving your slave-boy a treat…”

Suddenly, Martin felt Charley’s hand leave his penis. Instead, he felt something warm… wet… slippery… He looked down and was horrified to see that Charley had put his penis into her mouth… She had taken his dick prisoner inside her mouth!

“Mmmmmggghhh!! Swwmmmghhhh! Nnnnngghghh!” he protested at the shear nastiness of the situation. He wanted to set himself free, and to distance himself from this latest invasion of his body… But he couldn’t ignore how tantalisingly wonderful and warm and wet her mouth felt, as it enclosed his pubescent shaft… and suckled.

“Wow!” Kezia gasped. “She’s put it in her mouth!!” The other girls were pretty much speechless, chuckling with disbelief.

In truth, it lasted no more than ten seconds, but it was enough to show the other girls what they could do with their own slave-boys, if they really wanted to. For Martin, it was the most shameful feeling, but the most wickedly sexual feeling other than an actual orgasm that he had ever felt.

“Do that long enough…” Charley announced with knowing sincerity, and glancing from girl to girl in the semi-circle. Her look was purposefully confident and proud. “And a boy is sure to cum like a train…” The other girls openly laughed at the description. “But it’s only for special treats… and of course, you better know your boy really well… ‘cos if you’re not careful, he’ll shoot off in your mouth… Unless that’s what you want…”

“Isn’t that dirty?” Julie asked. “I mean… that’s his willy… you know… where he pees from…”

“Well,” Charley began, returning her hand to Martin’s penis and picking up where she left off with a slow, deliberate masturbation. “That’s why you have to ‘really’ know the boy. You’ll soon know if you’ve got a dirty boy on your hands… And if you do… I’m sure you can work out what you might have to do with him…”

As the excitement began to settle down and with the girls eagerly watching what Charley was doing with Martin’s penis, he knew he was being led down the well trodden path of sexual release… it was just a matter of when Charley commanded it, such was her expertise in the matter. All he could do was submit to what was happening. He couldn’t stop it.

“Let’s make this nice and quick…” Charley said quietly. “See how quickly a girl can make it happen…” With that, the more experienced members of her audience chuckled menacingly as she tightened her grip and started stroking him rapidly up and down along his erection. It seemed to be quicker than even Martin had been used to when he had ‘handled’ himself. “C’mon slave boy… I’m diddling you and you can’t stop me… Show us girls what you got in those little balls… Hmmmm?” she whispered.

In just a matter of seconds, Charley had Martin gasping for breath and his hips started to shake as he was propelled beyond the point of no return… Though he tried his hardest to resist, his body just gave up and he grunted with frustrated defeat into his gag as the feeling of sexual delight began to spread from the very tip of his abused young sex.

“Nnngngghhh… Pwhhhmmmmm!” Martin agonised weakly as he felt his body sink into enforced orgasm. Charley continued to stroke him quickly as the first jet of his slippery sperm shot from the angry red tip of his penis, arcing some distance in front of him…

“Jeez!” Julie gasped in shock and awe, moving her hand to her mouth, unsure whether to cheer or laugh or run! The other girls watched, grinned, hollered and clapped in equal measure.

Martin meanwhile clung on for any remaining shred of self respect as a second and a third pulse of cum powered into the air, showering quickly back down to earth some two feet in front of him. His hips waggled and strained as hard as they could to help him ride the humiliation and climactic bliss of the situation.

“That a boy!” Charley beamed at her prowess, and let her hand fall away from Martin’s beaten dick. “A nice cum for my good little slave boy hmmmm?” As the girls giggled and chatted and replayed the incident in descriptive words between themselves, Martin tried his best to blot everything out as far as possible, to defend himself from the feelings of debasement and shame. The brief sexual release had facilitated some kind of respite from his embarrassment, but was all too soon forgotten as his climax subsided, leaving just a tell tale droplet of ejaculate clinging desperately to the end of his sensitive foreskin. His penis began to wilt… conquered again by a girl.

“That was amazing Charley…” Juanita praised, her eyes never leaving her focus on Martin’s genitals. “Real quick!”

“Yeah… I can’t believe you made him shoot so fast!” one of the other girls, Rebecca added.

“Boys are really easy to handle,” Charley said in a matter of fact tone. “Most boys cum very quickly, they can’t help it… it’s another weakness of theirs… Sometimes, girls want to make a boy last a lot longer before they ‘give in,’ and that’s much more fun…” She looked around from girl to girl, making sure they understood. “You will decide when he cums… You can make it happen as quickly or as slowly as you want…”

“I can’t wait to have a go at that!” Kezia added. All of their words a blur in Martin’s mind as he tried to recover his breathing and control over his body. “His willy is going soft… look!”

“Awww… how cute!” Juanita commented. “He really is a little boy…”

“Wow!” Julie giggled. “Boys really do look funny don’t they? Look how puny looking it’s gone… It’s like a maggot…”

It was horrible for Martin. Not content with tickling him, stripping him, making him hard and masturbating him, the girls continued their domination of him by making fun of his private parts, even after everything else. He wanted desperately to go home, to have a shower, to wash away his shame… and to watch TV or play computer games. Anything but this, anywhere but here.

“Can we make him shoot too?” Kezia asked keenly. “Please!?”

“All in good time Kez… Boys aren’t like girls… they don’t have the stamina that we do, and they need a bit of time to recover after a ‘performance’ like that…” Charley informed her troop. “But you will all have a turn to play with him… First though, I know something just as fun while we wait for him to recharge his little batteries…” The girls listened intently, as did a worrisome Martin… Was Charley really going to let all four of the other girls masturbate him?

‘Oh my god… that will kill me!’ Martin thought.

Martin watched Charley reach into a bag at the side of the tree and retrieved what looked to be a leather glove. She placed the glove onto her right hand and went off into the dense shrubbery of the copse, leaving the other girls staring and taunting at his naked body and private parts. He couldn’t bare to face the girls for too long without having to look away or bow his head in shame and ridicule as he sobbed into the tape covering his mouth. He didn’t like being the centre of such rude attention.

“Here we go,” Charley announced, returning to the main ‘arena’ and holding four stems of stinging nettles. Martin’s eyes bulged when he saw what she was holding and he started to protest again into his gag.

‘What the fuck is she going to do with those? Oh god… nooooo!’ Martin thought in panic.

“What are they for?” Kezia asked.

“I want to make sure Martin continues to do as he’s told…” Charley replied. “He might not like what he’s expected to do… Gather round…” With that, the girls formed a fresh semi-circle in front of the imprisoned boy. Martin’s eyes widened in terror, unsure of his fate. “Now girls, we’ve seen a boy cum… nice and quickly… now it’s time for you to see how a boy pees…”

“Nnggghhhh! Schhhmmmm! Pwhhhhmmmm!” Martin protested helplessly, recommencing his wrestling with the ropes holding him secure to the tree.

“Calm down Martin…” Charley soothed, waving the nettle stems from side to side, as though she were the conductor of the orchestra playing Beethoven’s ongoing 9th Symphony (Molte Vivace). “All you need to do is show us girls how a boy wees from that worthless little worm you have down there, or…” and with that she moved the nettles perilously close to Martin’s dishevelled and weakened cock.

“Nnnngghhh… Nnngghhhh!” Martin whined through his gag, breathing deeply and desperate for Charley not to sting him. And certainly not to sting him down there. He dissolved into tears once more, leaving the girls to giggle at his openly displayed fear and ongoing humiliation.

“Go on! Sting the little wimp!” Juanita encouraged sadistically, maybe having seen Charley in action before. “Sting his little wriggly-worm! Make him dance!”

Martin was relieved when Charley moved the nettles away from their proximity to his groin and went back to conducting the music. The sting would be bad enough… but then the itching… An itch on his cock that he wouldn’t be able to scratch…

“So Martin…” Charley began again quietly, but seriously. “Are you going to show us how a boy pees? Or am I going to need to sting you? Hmmmm?” Quickly, Martin began to nod his head in agreement… at that moment, he would have done just about anything to avoid getting stung…

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“So what happened?” Daniel asked, trying to keep a lid on his secret arousal as a result of hearing his friend’s harrowing story of young female domination. “Did you really have to pee? In front of them all?”

“Y-yes…” Martin replied. “It was awful Dan… but I couldn’t face being stung… At least she never actually stung me… the itching would have been terrible…”

“Shit… that’s awful… I’m sorry…” Daniel said with genuine compassion for his friend.

“It took me a little while to actually be able to do it though,” Martin replied. “She was about to sting me… an inch or two maybe away from stinging me… but I managed to do it. I was blushing like a beetroot though, it was so embarrassing knowing that all of those girls were seeing me naked and having been… ‘wanked’ you know? And then having to wee in front of them… They really made fun of me… It made me feel like shit… weak and worthless…”

“I can understand that mate,” Daniel agreed. “Charley’s not threatened me with stinging nettles just yet… but that needle in the hospital sure looked as though it was going to hurt… I couldn’t bare the thought of being circumcised either… let alone by a group of girls…”

“Yeah, that would be really cruel,” Martin added.

“So after Charley made you pee… what then? Did they let you go?” Daniel enquired.

“No…” Martin blushed. “All four of the other girls, Juanite, Kezia, Julie and Rebecca took their turn to… diddle me…”

“No way!” Daniel cringed, pressing his knees together and feeling genuinely upset for his friend, despite his ongoing erection. “That must have been intense… awful…”

“Like you wouldn’t believe!” Martin confirmed. “It took ages… a couple of the girls had never done it before and it took a while for them to make it happen… and of course it takes time after you’ve cum to be ready to go again you know?”

“Yeah… true…”

“So, it felt like I was there for hours… but when it finished, it was as if nothing had happened. It wasn’t any later than when it had started… Really weird…” Martin concluded.

“So how did it end?” Daniel asked curiously. “What happened when she let you go?”

“It was when I was ejaculating for the fifth time… huh! Not really anything left to come out…” Martin explained ironically. “It was when the last girl, Rebecca diddled me and I started to cum… that’s when it all went black again and I was falling… and I woke up at the side of the footpath with my shorts and underpants still round my ankles…”

“Jeez! On the footpath? Did anyone see you?”

“No… fortunately,” Martin responded. “My dick was still leaking though… I had orgasmed a lot… I was a bit sore down there to tell you the truth… I didn’t need to play with myself for two days after that!!” Both boys chuckled ironically at that. “I never did find my t-shirt though…”

“It’s terrible,” Daniel confirmed. “It gets so humiliating and nasty… I just don’t know what to do… I don’t have anywhere else to go… In some ways, I envy you… and how you managed to get away… But then in other ways… sometimes… I dunno… she makes me feel… Oh forget it… It’s horrible…”

Daniel could see Martin look round over his shoulder on the web cam and it was then time for Martin to go.

“Hey buddy, I have to go,” Martin said, returning his gaze into the web cam. “I have to go and see ‘Saskia’ now… she’s my latest therapist.” His voice became a barely audible whisper… “Pretty fit… She’s only twenty-five…”

“Okay mate, you be good!” Daniel chuckled. “I’ll call you again soon… take care!”

“You too! Bye!”

The call ended. It had posed more questions than it had provided answers in Daniel’s mind. It was good to speak to his friend and see that he was in good spirits, even after everything with Charley. Curiously, Daniel was surprised at how ‘horny’ he felt after hearing his friend’s obviously very humiliating ordeal at the hands of Charley and the giggling girl guides. He thought back to the visit he had in the hospital with Charley… Two other girls with Charley was bad enough - Martin had contended with four!

“Brave? Lucky? Unfortunate?” Daniel questioned as he logged his computer off. “I just don’t know what to think… or do…” He was going to go for a walk to help cool of his buzzing, aroused mind, subconsciously adjusting his crotch with his hand.

As Daniel got up from his chair, he was surrounded by the milky white warm light that had become very familiar to him. Closing his eyes tightly to ‘black out’ the blinding light, he tried to steady himself from losing balance, but instead continued to fall, seemingly through the floor and tumble downwards through the void… a whistling wind howling at his ears. Then the dark…

Much slower than previously, his senses gradually began to focus and assess his condition and his surroundings. The mistiness of his vision dissipated enough for him to recognise the pink walls and ornate bedroom furniture announcing that he was in some sort of ‘girl’s bedroom.’ There were artworks on the wall of cartoon characters, Sylvester The Cat, and Bugs Bunny spinning a basketball on his finger. All neatly framed and mounted. A mobile spun above his head, with colourful umbrellas hanging from each arm as it dangled from the ceiling.

In the background, he could hear music… Curious music… something he recognised from a program that his mother watched on Youtube… ‘Tales Of The Unexpected.’ Haunting… repetitive… easy listening.

Daniel felt weak… immobile and subdued… laying down on his back, on top of a soft pink duvet. A pine wood bed… He was just able to move his arms and legs, but didn’t feel he had the energy or control of his body enough to sit upright or move around. He recognised something in his mouth… a pacifier… a baby’s dummy.

Moving his head forward slightly, he gazed along the length of his body… observing that he was naked except for…

‘Oh my god!’ Daniel thought. ‘I’m in a nappy… I’m dressed like a baby… what the hell?’ In disgust, he pushed the dummy out of his mouth with his tongue. He tried to call out…

“Agghhhaaahhh…” Daniel called. What he wanted to say was ‘help…’ but he couldn’t say the word… he just sounded like a baby, gurgling. He tried several times, but even though he sounded the words out in his mind, what actually came out of his mind was babyish and gibberish.

Daniel tried to look around the bedroom for any sign of anyone to help him. But he saw nobody. All he could hear from an adjacent room was that music. And he heard girlish giggling… and girls’ voices… two maybe. Again he tried to make himself heard, but all he could sound was a babyish gurgle.

‘What the hell is going on?’ Daniel blustered in his mind, trying desperately to sit himself up on the bed, but finding he had limited control over his limbs and certainly insufficient energy to do it. Then he felt the pressure mounting in his bladder… The pressure that announced that he would need to go to the toilet…

Daniel recalled the large amount of water and tea he had been drinking all morning and up to the point where he had been talking to his friend. All that water he had been drinking suddenly wanted to exit his body… Daniel tried in vain to make himself heard and he began to get concerned that nobody would come and help him… He was worried that he was going to have an accident in his pants…

‘Oh shit…’ Daniel thought. ‘I’m not wearing pants… I’m wearing… Noooo! I can’t… I need to use the loo… I’m not going to wet my nappy… No way! I’m not a baby!’

“Agghhhaahhhh! Nnngghhh!” Daniel tried to call out again and was becoming increasingly frustrated at his inability to make himself heard. He pounded the bed with his fists, finding that he was quickly out of energy. He heard the girlish voices in an adjacent room suddenly stop and then the sound of soft footsteps on wood…

In the time it took for him to blink his eyes, he could smell coconuts… and he knew right away that Charley had snared him again. He sighed in resignation and impending doom as he gurgled an attempt at telling whoever was approaching that he wasn’t happy.

In front of him, Charley appeared… wearing the same outfit from when he first ‘bumped’ into her at the shopping mall… a tatty looking pair of jeans, ripped at the knee caps and a simple green, white and black lumberjack type shirt with the top three buttons unfastened again. Her glistening hazel coloured eyes stared down at him… and she was smiling, obviously happy to have him at her command once more.

“Hello Danny,” Charley whispered, without moving her lips… “Welcome to my home… For this year anyway… We’re going to play house today… you be a good little boy and I won’t have to get the snakes out… or the needle… Understand?”

Daniel gulped at the prospect of the needle and what that might involve. He nodded his head weakly and then tried to whisper,

“Ahhhnngghh… Uhhhnnn?” He blushed scarlet at his inability to talk like a normal twelve year old boy. He felt utterly pathetic.

“I know sweetheart… it’s a neat trick hmmmm?” Charley whispered again. “If you promise to be a good little boy and do everything you are instructed, everything will be fine… I’ll let have control of your body again… Now… do you promise to obey and play nicely?” Quickly, Daniel nodded his head in agreement. “Good boy… I’m trusting you now…” Daniel frowned and nodded again.

‘I promise… I promise…’ Daniel assured as best he could. Charley turned around and left the room. ‘Wait… Nooooo! Don’t go… I need to go to the…’ It was hopeless. She couldn’t hear him, and probably didn’t care. But it was true, he desperately needed to go to the toilet, but he was still unable to move his body properly. And once more, he could hear girlish voices and giggling in an adjacent room… How long would he have to wait?

For some time, Daniel tried to hold himself back in the hope that Charley would return to free him. He attempted to cross his legs, but found he didn’t have the energy. Instead, he had to tense the muscles in his groin as hard as he could. Soon though, despite his best efforts, Daniel felt the gnawing need to pee overwhelm him… he had no choice but to let a little urine slip out from his penis to relieve the growing pressure between his legs…

“Ugghhhh,” he gurgled and gasped… It was only a little, the smallest drop, but it promisingly relieved the bursting feeling that had been growing within him… It felt a little naughty to him… He didn’t realise it at that point, but it was a signal in his mind that he should just ‘let go and wet…’

Soon enough, the pressure began to mount again in his bladder as more of the liquid he had drunk demanded to continue it’s journey out of his body… It was a horrible thought that he was going to have to let it all out into a baby’s nappy… How humiliating it was going to be. But his body demanded relief… It was pleading with him… daring him…

Daniel screwed his face up tightly in denial and gyrated his hips in as many different directions as his current state permitted to try and stem the need to urinate.

‘Oh god, please no!’ he whimpered in his mind, tears of impending embarrassment threatening to leak down to his glowing cheeks. ‘Don’t make me pee in my nappy… PLEASE… Mummy help me… Make her stop mummy… Don’t let her tease me… Don’t let her make me pee… Aggghhhh… Noooo, here it comes…’

Before Daniel could do anything more to stop the inevitable, the dam finally broke. He gasped in horror and defeat as his bladder gave way and the warm, relieving feeling of urination spread through his groin… and out of his penis, into the nappy… He was peeing… He was powerless to stop it now, and he couldn’t hide it… He breathed deeply as it flowed, temporarily basking in the warm flooding feeling as it enveloped his preteen genitals, snugly tucked away inside his nappy. It was delicious relief and it felt ‘good…’

Subconsciously, Daniel was pushing the urine out of his bladder as quickly and as powerfully as he could, relaxing his body and coming to terms with accepting the fact that he just had to go… He had to pee. Oh it was such a naughty feeling…

Soon, the flow petered out to a trickle, and then a final drop. And Daniel’s embarrassment returned, ashamed to have wet his nappy like a baby. The relief had turned to grief and thoughts of ‘what now?’ He felt dirty, knowing that his pee had been circulating through the nappy, all around his crown jewels and bottom, before permeating into the protective layers of the garment. He called out as best he could and banged his fists hard onto the bed, enraged and commanding attention.

Once more, Daniel heard the sound of girls’ voices stop and then the heavy sounds of footsteps on a wooden floor getting nearer… Multiple footsteps… He stopped banging his fists as the footsteps grew louder until Charley appeared at his bedside, looking down at him, a whimsical expression on her face. With his eyes watery in shame and contrition, Daniel looked up at Charley, begging to be let go.

“Is little Danny boy okay?” Charley beamed. All Daniel could reply with was a gurgle of frustration, his cheeks blushing with rage and embarrassment.

“My god! It’s a boy!” a girls voice announced from somewhere behind Charley. Then there was a giggle… “And he’s… he’s wearing a nappy!”

“Yes, Laura… come here and meet Danny…” Charley announced, beckoning the second girl forward and into Daniel’s view. He could see that ‘Laura’ was a cute looking girl, with olive toned skin, attractive soft blue eyes and mousy dark blonde hair brushed neatly to her shoulders and held in place on top with a pink bow. Unlike Charley, she appeared a little younger and was wearing a green gingham school dress, a red tie and with knee length white socks.

Daniel gurgled weakly and frowned as Laura came closer to the bed upon which he was lying. The incongruous yet enchanting music continued to play in the background as the two girls reviewed him briefly.

“He’s a special boy with quite special needs,” Charley continued proudly, engaging a shared smile with Laura. “He can’t talk properly and he has not fully developed like other boys his age. But he likes to play… especially with girls… And, every Thursday after school, I get to look after him too… I’m like his mummy for a few hours… and now all of us will be together for a few hours every Thursday while your mum finishes at work… Isn’t that nice?”

“I guess,” Laura replied curiously, her eyes tracing up and down Daniel’s body, looking deeply into his eyes and then down at his crotch, covered by the nappy. “So, is Danny disabled?”

“Not really,” Charley replied. “Though he can’t really talk, he can still do school work, he’s quite intelligent really… for a boy…”

“So, why is he wearing a nappy?”

“Like I said,” Charley began again informatively. “He has some developmental issues… Other than his speech, he has a lot of toilet accidents during the day and so his mother generally keeps him in a nappy to be on the safe side… Curiously, he only has wee accidents… not a problem with number twos…”

“Yuck… that’s a relief I guess…” Laura giggled. When she had collected her thoughts, her attention turned to what it was going to be like each Thursday with a nappy-wearing boy, who seemed to be a little older than her. She was curious and no less hopeful… “Will we get to change him?”

“Maybe…” Charley replied as Daniel blushed scarlet at the thought of having to submit to having his nappy changed, particularly in front of this new girl… “Danny… say hello to our new friend, Laura…” she soothed, looking down at Daniel.

“Ghhh… aghghhhh…” he gurgled towards the new girl, closing his eyes and looking away in embarrassment and anger.

“Awww, he’s cute…” Laura smiled warmly. “How old is he?”

“He’s twelve, like me…” Charley replied calmly. “It’s quite a big responsibility, looking after a boy as old as he is, but his mother seems happy with the situation… I mean, not everybody would be happy to have a girl babysit a boy the same age as her… Not with everything that I have to do… you know… taking care of his little accidents and stuff…”

“I don’t see why… After all, it’s a fact that girls do mature quicker than boys so it’s no big deal I guess looking after a boy the same age like that,” Laura reasoned proudly, a firm hint of superiority in her voice. “I imagine it can be quite fun too…” Her eyes widened as her mind explored all of the different possibilities with having a ‘dumb big baby boy’ to play with each Thursday for the foreseeable future. “By the way… I’m Laura, and I’m ten…” she finally said, smiling menacingly down at the stricken boy, her eyes blinking gleefully. “Pleased to meet you…”

“Okay, he looks a little out of sorts,” Charley said quietly, kneeling down at the side of the bed. “Has our little boy had an accident already? Hmmmm?” She looked directly into Daniel’s eyes and saw straight away that he was ashamed and uncomfortable… She loved it… seized on it. “Let Charley check then…” As Daniel grunted and tried to elicit a humiliated cry of disapproval, Charley moved his legs so that his knees were splayed apart, before placing her palm down onto his tummy, and tickling her fingers around his navel…

“Aggghhh ahh-haaahaa-haaa!” Daniel sounded, his initial revulsion changing almost instantly to enforced giggling as Charley tickled his tummy with her fingers, allowing one to dip repeatedly in and out of his navel. As far as his body would allow, Daniel tried to wriggle free from Charley’s tickling hand… He didn’t have the energy to fight her…

“Hold still now…” Charley instructed as her hand snaked downwards from his tummy and over the top of his nappy… Instantly, Daniel tensed at this latest embarrassing invasion of his privacy. Charley groped around over the front of the nappy, feeling the baggy nature, checking to see if he had wet himself. Daniel just knew that she must have felt the various different bulges in the nappy that indicated clearly that he had wet and re-confirming that he was a boy… “Hmmm, I think he has wet…” she said, turning to Laura.

Charley’s hand returned to the area underneath his navel, but she didn’t tickle him this time. Instead, her fingers purposefully slid underneath the elastic waistband of his nappy and pushed inside… Daniel blushed scarlet and tried to wriggle free as her hand entered his nappy and cupped his genitals entirely… lightly fondling and squeezing his tightened little scrotum and his tingling, yet still flaccid penis.

‘Ohhhh god… noooo!’ Daniel thought agonisingly. ‘She’s touching me… her hand is inside my nappy… where I’ve just peed… Oh this is horrible… MUMMY… Stop her! Don’t let her do this… Nggghhhh… she’s groping me… she’s making me tingle… it feels… Ohhh god! Nooooo!’

“Yep…” Charley confirmed, continuing to massage the boyish genitals within the nappy. “He feels all warm and clammy, and the layers are thick with pee… He’s been a thirsty little boy today so it seems… Time to change him…”

“Cool…” Laura smiled, clenching her fists in excitement. Her wishes were coming true a lot quicker than she could have imagined.

“Be a help Laura…” Charley asked, removing her hand from inside Daniel’s nappy. The other girl’s eyes brightened with enthusiasm. “His fresh nappies and stuff are in the bathroom across the landing, could you go and get them for me? It’s all on the big tray on the bottom shelf, okay?”

“Sure thing,” she replied, skipping brightly out of the room. Once Laura had left the room, Charley turned back to Daniel.

“No Daniel, she’s not like me…” she whispered calmly. “I know what you’re thinking remember… Laura is a very normal girl… and I really do babysit her after school on Thursdays…” Daniel looked perplexed, knowing that the school year hadn’t started yet. At least, not his school year… “Silly boy… it’s May 2010... And you’re in Lincoln… not Weltby…”

“Agghhh… Ugghhhh!” Daniel whimpered, begging to be let go and for her not to change his nappy in front of Laura. He was focussing on trying to get away.

“You can’t go anywhere until we’re finished Danny…” Charley continued with menace. “She’s a very curious girl Daniel… and we’re going to have a lot of fun… aren’t we?” With that, she reached her hand up to Daniel’s nipple, and pinched… hard.

“Aggghhhh!” he gurgled as Charley squeezed him. He breathed deeply and held it, trying to absorb the pain. Tears formed in his forlorn puppy-dog eyes.

“You’re going to play real nice now aren’t you? And you’ll obey everything we say won’t you?” Charley asked, not releasing the pressure on his sorry nipple. “Promise?” As quick as he could, Daniel nodded his agreement. She released his nipple, allowing Daniel to sigh with relief and breath once again. “Good boy… you better had… I have some very sharp knives to… you know… perform a little ‘boy’s only’ operation if I have to… involving that silly bit of skin at the end of your willy… hmmm?”

Daniel shook his head at the thought of Charley’s threat and urged in his best babyish gurgle that he would behave.

“Good, because… I like my slave boy just the way he is…” Charley whispered more soothingly without moving her lips, leaning in to kiss him on the mouth as he lay sprawled out on the pink duvet. In her usual style, Charley pushed her tongue between Daniel’s pliable lips and took control. Daniel sank into a whirl of pleasurable sensations that being kissed by a girl provoked. She knew that he liked to be kissed, and she savoured just how malleable he was when she entreated him in this manner. Slowly, she was seducing him…

Daniel felt a fleeting moment of disappointment when Charley quickly ended the kiss upon hearing the footsteps approaching that announced Laura’s return. As she broke the kiss, she continued to whisper under her breath, inaudible to Daniel, altering her spell. Instantly, he could feel the energy returning to his limbs… trusted with control of his body.

“Thhgghhh Ghhhhh…” Daniel gurgled, embarrassed that he was still only able to make baby-like gurgling sounds. He looked into Charley’s eyes with frustration, yet gratitude.

“You’ve promised…” Charley whispered. “Now don’t make me punish you…” With that she stood up from the bedside and smiled to welcome Laura back into the room.

“Gosh, there’s a lot of stuff!” Laura remarked playfully as she bounded eagerly into the room with a large blue metal tray, containing all sorts of baby-care paraphernalia upon it. Daniel sat up on the bed and watched as Charley retrieved a changing mat from one of the ornate pine wardrobes next to the window, horrified to see that it was pink in colour. Meanwhile, Laura stooped to plant the tray onto the floor next to the changing mat.

“Thanks Laura…” Charley smiled warmly at her latest protégé. “Sit yourself down next to the mat and we’ll get started…” Laura obliged and sat down on the floor with her legs crossed directly in front of Daniel’s gaze. He was interested to note that he could see up Laura’s school dress as she sat down opposite him with her legs neatly crossed. Looking up from her knee length white socks, her pretty young legs disappeared up underneath her dress, and he was able to see enough to detect that she was wearing pink knickers…

‘Pink knickers… covering her…’ Daniel fleetingly thought, just like a twelve year old boy… Desperate not to get caught staring, he looked away quickly and noticed Charley eyeing him suspiciously.

“Come on then Danny… don’t be shy…” Charley announced purposefully. “Let’s get you changed… and then we can play…” Daniel looked pensively and with concern as he contemplated what was about to happen. He wanted to protest, but knew that he wouldn’t be able to make the words come out and it would just make him look more foolish. He certainly didn’t want to risk any sort of punishment, in front of Laura or not. With the nerves of impending horrific humiliation drumming on the inside of his tummy and with his cheeks flushed dark pink, he glanced from a serious looking Charley, to an excited looking Laura and back to Charley again. “Come on… chop chop!”

Daniel reluctantly climbed up off the bed and slowly walked over to where the pink changing mat lay on the floor, feeling how saggy his wet nappy was for the first time. He felt ashamed, feeling the four eyes of the two girls watching his every move. To him, he felt like a dead man walking to the gallows, as the nappy made an embarrassing rustling sound as it rubbed over his thighs and between his legs. He finally crouched and then lay down submissively on the mat, far too small to take his whole body, so he shuffled to make sure that only the part of his body covered by the nappy rested on the mat. He briefly looked at Laura, observing her broad grinning smile as she obviously contemplated what was about to happen. He had to look away, it was too embarrassing to think about what she must have been thinking. He watched Charley instead - his tormentress…

“Good boy…” Charley praised sweetly, reaching over to the tray of accoutrements, and retrieving a fresh, pink coloured pacifying dummy. She motioned for Daniel to open his mouth so that she could place it in his mouth and he slowly complied again. Charley pushed the cool feeling teat into his mouth and he automatically began to suckle on it, his sub-conscious remembering how comforting it had felt when he was a real baby. “This comforts him Laura… and helps him overcome his boyish modesty when being changed… particularly by a girl…”

Daniel noticed that Charley seemed to be whispering something, and again her lips not moving… He didn’t have to wait long to work out what was happening as his lips began to tingle slightly as her spell began to take effect. He tried to push the dummy back out of his mouth, but found that some kind of ‘power’ was holding it in place, leaving him with no option but to suckle on the teat…

“MMmmnnnn… Nnnnnnn…” Daniel whined in protest at being fully gagged in this way. He shook his head, desperate to make himself understood, fighting hard to stop a tear from spilling from his eye.

“Shhhh… shhhh,” Charley sounded maternally. “There, there… Charley knows Danny loves his dummy…” To emphasise her point, she danced the fingers of her right hand over Daniel’s nipple and tickled her way down to his navel, circling it repeatedly and making him squirm and giggle through the gag. “That’s better my little tickle toy hmmmm?”

“Awww… that’s real cute…” Laura grinned. “He’s real handsome… it’s a shame he can’t talk properly… and has accidents…”

Daniel calmed himself down and continued to suck on his dummy once Charley’s playful fingers left his body again. Then Charley spoke…

“Laura… this is important… Have you ever seen a naked boy before?”

“Nope…” Laura replied, trying to avoid her grin. “Apart from a drawing that my friend Ann did once, showing her cousin getting spanked naked on the beach! But I guess that doesn’t count…”

“Okay, you have to remember that Daniel is twelve years old and that we are about to change his nappy… That means, you will be seeing him without anything on… You’ll be seeing his…”

“Oh that’s okay Charley,” Laura responded quickly, desperate for her mentor not to change her mind. “I’m not embarrassed… I mean, I’m ten now, and sooner or later, a girl will see a, ‘penis,’ for real anyway…”

“Yes, but…” Charley insisted. “God, I really hate that word…”

“Pe-nis?” Laura giggled. The words for a boy’s bits and bobs really were funny.

“Yes…” Charley said, smirking. “Far too formal… I usually call it his ‘thing,’ or his ‘willy,’ okay?”

“Sure…” Laura smirked, more than happy to use words that she was more used to anyway, relaxing that she didn’t have to be ‘too adult’ and could be more like herself.

“Okay… I’m sure your mum will understand that this is part of what every girl learns sooner or later, and that it’s okay for you to see…” Charley smiled sincerely into Laura’s eyes like she was sealing an important deal. “Especially now you’re going to be here every Thursday to help me look after him… But we don’t have to tell her, or anyone else do we hmmmm?”

“Yes, it’s fine…” Laura added brightly. “I won’t tell… It’ll be just our little secret…”

Daniel was mortified as the girls discussed what to call his private parts in front of him while he was almost naked except for a nappy and as though he wasn’t there. All he could do was lie there and take it and suckle on his dummy. He felt kind of like a sissy… in a girl’s room, lying on a girl’s changing mat and sucking on a girl’s dummy. For a brief moment, he wished he was actually a girl - that way, Charley and Laura would only get to see another ‘vagina,’ like theirs, instead of what he had…

“Good… then let’s begin…” Charley announced brightly. “First of all, we need to get the nappy off him okay?”

“Okay,” Laura replied calmly and waited for Charley to remove his nappy.

“Go on then…” Charley instructed. “Pull it off him gently…”

“Me?” Laura questioned nervously. Daniel sucked harder on his pacifier and blushed scarlet, wanting to run away at the prospect of a ten year old girl being allowed to actually pull off his diaper - as if the prospect of her soon seeing his privates wasn’t bad enough.

“U-huh…” Charley confirmed. “No time like the present… that way, you can change as many different boys as you want, once you know what you’re doing…” Charley then looked down at Daniel’s worrisome eyes. “You don’t mind if Laura changes your little nappy now do you hmmmm?” Reluctantly, Daniel closed his eyes and shook his head to confirm his understanding and ‘agreement.’ This was a terrible turn of events.

Laura got up from her seated position and clumsily moved Daniel’s legs apart slightly so that she could kneel in between them. Brimming with a feeling of power and excitement, she hurriedly placed her fingers into the waistband of the nappy and started to pull it down. It didn’t move very far… She was doing something wrong. The weight of his nappy and the fact that Daniel was a twelve year old boy and not a real baby meant that it was almost impossible for the younger girl to physically remove it while he was lying down on it with all his weight.

“It’s okay Laura… it’s only because he’s a big boy…” Charley assured her new friend. “Daniel, lift up your bottom like a good boy and let Laura do her job…” With those words, Daniel instantly recalled his previous ‘visit’ when Charley was pretending to be a nurse and constantly needing ‘to do her job.’ It was a torrid flashback of de ja vous in terms of humiliation. However, he obeyed, and lifted his bottom off the mat so that Laura could complete her task.

Moving her fingers back into the waistband of Daniel’s nappy, Laura began to pull. This time, the nappy began to descend more freely and to Daniel’s remorse and growing shame, it slipped quickly free of his bottom and private parts. He felt the cool fresh air circulating tantalisingly around his newly exposed extremities, leaving him to feel abundantly naked and vulnerable…

Laura smirked as she freed the nappy from his newly exposed private parts and off along his legs beyond his toes, handing it to Charley. She placed Daniel’s legs back down either side of her as she continued to kneel in place, just taking in the sight in front of her… a newly exposed naked boy… A boy two years older than her… He looked delicious, lying there with his naked, hairless and shrivelled boyhood meekly on display for her and Charley to review, all the while suckling compliantly on his pink dummy… The young girl wore an expression that was half way between a girl understanding a rude joke for the first time and a tennis player winning the match point at the end of a long tie-break…

Though he felt as though he wanted to look away and close his eyes to blot out his undoubted humiliation, Daniel bravely watched Laura’s reaction. He saw her judging his genitals instantly, sensing her mock his nudity, mock his very masculinity… Not in the least bit envious… confirming to herself that she was glad to be a girl… Proud and feeling superior to be a girl… And he felt weak… denuded… inferior even. A deliciously powerful aperitif for Charley…

“He looks really sweet…” Laura smiled wickedly, keeping her focus on his genitals. “Kind of funny too… it’s like a little pink ‘Wichetty Grub! We learned about those at school… they’re from Australia…”

“Well, that might become the new way to describe a naked boy’s willy…” Charley said calmly, humoured by Laura’s description.

“His little bag looks like a miniature ‘space-hopper…’ But with wrinkles instead of handles!! Awwww… it’s so vulnerable under there,” Laura chuckled. “No wonder boys cry when you hit them in the nuts…”

“Have you ever hit a boy between his legs?” Charley asked curiously.

“Oh god no…” Laura replied defensively, her eyes widening with insistence. “I mean… I’m all for girl power and everything… After all, we all know that girls are best… but I’m not cruel. I’d only ever do it in self defence… Not like Kelly, a girl in the year above… She hits boys in the nuts for fun… She told me she liked teaching boys who’s boss and making them cry… and she keeps a log book of all the boys she has hit… I think she’s working through the whole school…”

Daniel was horrified as Laura continued to talk about boys’ ‘things’ and spontaneous demonstrations of ‘girl power.’ Charley on the other hand was very curious… ‘Kelly’ might prove to be a promising ‘Leopold…’

“Okay Laura… open the packet of wipes in there and make sure Danny’s bits and bobs are all clean and germ free,” Charley instructed buoyantly. “Boys especially need to be clean down there when they’ve been in a wet nappy…”

Laura giggled and removed the blue cellophane packet of ‘baby-wipes’ from the tray and took a couple of them out, holding them pensively at her side. She didn’t know where to start… Everything was so new looking to her, intriguing and comical and exciting.

Daniel suckled hard on his dummy and his cheeks flushed with shame as Laura leaned in more closely to his exposed genitals and tentatively applied the wipe to his hairless pubis. With girlish curiosity and the slow thoroughness of ‘rightful’ discovery, Laura set about exploring Daniel’s crotch with the wipe, swiping repeatedly over his pubic bone and down into the crevices either side of his crotch. He fought hard to resist the tingling in his genitals…

Laura boldly took hold of his penis with her free hand, lifting it up and away from the rest of his crotch, enabling her to wipe underneath the shaft and around his scrotum, taking her time to see and feel everything that a boy of Daniel’s age would normally try to keep as secret as possible, particularly from girls. Suddenly, she started giggling…

“What is it?” Charley asked quietly, understanding full well what it might be that the younger girl was finding of amusement. Daniel tensed and closed his eyes, his face becoming beet-red with horror.

“His willy is getting bigger…” Laura beamed gleefully. “It’s getting hard… and big… Why is that?”

“Oh that happens a lot with boys,” Charley announced. “It means he likes you and is enjoying the attention you are giving him…” Daniel’s thoughts bristled with what he really wanted to scream and shout in protest… to convey the notion that he wasn’t enjoying what was happening to him, and that he was feeling embarrassed and abused. It felt naughty and nice at the same time, like it always did.

“Awww… that’s really sweet…” Laura beamed, letting go of his penis and allowing it to sprout upwards on it’s own, seemingly in salute to it’s latest mistress. Using the wipe like a glove, she encircled his hardened member and pulled gently along the length of it, from the base to the tip… repeatedly, unwittingly masturbating him and worsening his ‘condition.’

‘Oh god… please stop this!’ Daniel thought as his suckling became more intense. ‘Don’t let her make me cum… fight it Daniel… be a good boy… I’m Charley’s slave boy… oh noooo! Stop it! It’s all tingly and nice… I’m so ashamed…’

“Don’t forget to do his bottom too… get him all nice and clean,” Charley instructed. Immediately, Laura let go of Daniel’s penis, and while it stiffly waggled freely between his legs, she looked quizzically at her mentor, unsure what to do. “Daniel, be a good boy and lift your legs… hold them up, hands behind your knees… Don’t be lazy, you’re making the girls do all the work… tut tut…”

Daniel grunted in protest, and with some further direction from Charley, he slowly lifted his legs, bent at the knees, then gripped underneath with his hands, holding his legs straight up in the air… Embarrassingly, this exposed his entire bottom, all to Laura’s renewed giggles… He knew she was looking at his fully exposed scrotum, the secretly ticklish area underneath, and of course at his bottom cheeks, now partially pulled apart with how he was having to hold himself… She was inspecting him and it was to his excruciating shame…

Using the second wipe, Laura encased his scrotum in her hand and tugged gently over and over, ensuring the wipe did it’s job and cleaned it’s target. Then she travelled agonisingly efficiently in and out of the creases either side of his little sac, down into the crevice of his bottom… up and down the cool wipe swished, along the crack, hovering over his sensitive rear opening. She dabbed the wipe tentatively around his anus and then allowed it to ‘swoosh’ one final time along the crease between his buttocks and away from his nudity.

“There, all done!” Laura beamed, placing the used wipes into the waste basket at the foot of the bed. Quickly, Daniel lowered his legs, juggling in his mind what was more humiliating - lying on his back with girls looking at his genitals, or having his legs lifted into the air with girls looking at his ball-bag and his slightly opened bottom… The thought of either filled him with dread as his body slowly calmed down and his erection gradually dissipated before her still immensely curious eyes.

“Good girl!” Charley praised brightly. “A good thorough job… you’ll do well…” Daniel continued to suck on the dummy while the girls briefly continued their small talk. Charley then turned her attention to talk down to the submissive boy… “Awwww, your little willy is still quite red and sore looking after being in that nappy… Shall we powder you up and let you run naked for a while and give you some fresh air, hmmmm?”

But Daniel wanted to protest and he was about to get up and run out of the bedroom to try and find something decent to wear - even if it ended up being a pair of girl’s panties. Even if it were another nappy… He saw Charley raise a cautious eyebrow as she challenged him and thought better of protesting. Instead, he sighed around the dummy in his mouth and looked away.

“Do you want to go around with nothing on for a while Danny?” Charley asked. Slowly and in stark contrast to what he wanted, he weakly nodded his head, a fresh scarlet flush spreading slowly across his face. “And you don’t mind do you Laura?” Charley asked the younger girl. “It will mean his little bits and bobs will be visible… but it’s for his own good…”

“No, not at all… I don’t mind,” Laura replied, barely concealing her glee at the thought that an older boy would remain naked in front of her for the foreseeable future. Daniel saw her quell her excitement at the prospect by clenching her fists tightly at her sides and breath deeply. “I’m not embarrassed,” Laura continued, trying to conduct herself with a maturity beyond her years. “And it’s for his own good… so it’s important that he gets some fresh air, like you say.”

“Now be a good boy Daniel and hold still while Laura powders your little soldier…” Charley smirked, handing a stout white plastic container to an excited and grinning Laura. The younger girl cautiously moved Daniel’s legs further apart, exposing him fully to the cool air in the decidedly feminine bedroom and widening the ‘area of attack’ to her curious gaze.

Daniel sucked hard on his dummy and tried to manage his discomfort and dissatisfaction at what was happening to him. He was mortified, watching a younger girl looking down on his helpless nudity, and clearly relishing the opportunity to ‘get to grips’ with his private parts again. He breathed hard and sighed around the edges of the pacifier as much as it would allow.

‘Oh god… please make them stop this…’ he thought. ‘They are looking between my legs… they’re finding it funny… they’re enjoying this… oh god… why is this happening… please make it stop…’

“You’re such a handsome boy and you look so cute just lying there, being brave… and letting us girls take care of you…” Laura chimed as though addressing an inanimate doll. She started to lightly pepper Daniel’s naked crotch and genitals with the baby-powder, creating a small dust cloud, repeating her actions to liberally coat the target area… “Hey Charley, his thingy looks like a ‘dough stick’ that we sometimes make and toast around the campfire with the Brownies!” The two girls giggled heartily again at Daniel’s expense as Laura finally finished applying the baby-powder.

“All we need is a little raspberry jam to dip it into and we can make a tasty little snack!” Charley added mirthfully.

“Ewwwww! Gross!” Laura replied, wincing with naivety. “You can’t put a boy’s thingy in your mouth… that’d be just awful!” Breaking out into fits of knowing laughter and disguising her obvious pleasure, Laura started the teasingly agonising process of working the baby-powder into Daniel’s pubescent but hairless crotch and genitals. “Mmmm, this is just like making pastry…” she continued, having calmed down, and using her thorough fingers to gently rub over his pubis and tickle round his scrotum, working the powder into his skin.

Daniel’s penis reacted quickly to the younger girl’s actions, springing up freely again from between his legs without getting much of the initial attention from her fingers. It felt really nasty and naughty being babied and fondled in this way by the two girls, especially with Laura being younger. But he again found himself feeling sexually awakened as his privates betrayed his feelings, tingling and stiffening.

“Nnngghhh… Ghhhhhaaaannngghhhh…” he gurgled around his pacifier as Laura began to work the powder into his cock in earnest. He closed his eyes to try and rationalise the reaction of his body and avoid the beaming eyes of his latest conqueress as her fingers gently gripped, pulled, stroked and massaged his stiffening and tingling dick.

“I think he likes this,” Laura stated brightly. “Look Charley, he’s getting all stiff again and saying hello…”

“Uh-huh,” Charley agreed. “Most boys like this kind of attention, especially from girls… once they get over their modesty…”

“I’m glad he likes it…” Laura continued confidently, allowing her fingers to work more of the powder into his erection and using her other hand to gently massage and squeeze his ball sac. “I like it too… Hmmmm… I can kind of understand why boys might be a little embarrassed to be seen naked and… touched, by a girl… I mean, boys look so very different to girls with everything all out in the open like this, just… you know… sprouting out from their body… It’s kind of cool, I guess, but funny at the same time… and, well, I prefer being a girl… everything we’ve got is nicely tucked away from view…”

“Being female certainly has many advantages Laura…” Charley replied softly, drinking in the sight in front her - Daniel her slave boy, all naked and being babied by a younger girl… She was devouring the feelings of debasement and emasculation emanating from Daniel’s mind, enjoying his embarrassment and enforced erection…

Daniel was crimson with rage, embarrassment and giddying arousal all at once while his ordeal continued and the girls made small talk that made him feel totally inadequate and not even there. But it made him feel so… sexy… and nice. Subconsciously, he started to lift his bottom up from the changing mat, effectively pushing his crotch forward, up into Laura’s hand, seeking out more of her sensuous attention. Charley noticed it, but Laura didn’t.

“I think that’s enough for a little while Laura,” Charley instructed softly, reaching over to remove Laura’s hand from the boy’s fully attentive genitals. Daniel sighed with relief and frustration in equal measure, allowing his bottom to return fully to the changing mat. Charley continued, “A boy can enjoy ‘that’ kind of attention a little too much you know…”

“How do you mean?” Laura asked innocently, rubbing her hands together in vigorous fashion to clear away the residue of the baby-powder.

“Maybe later…” Charley insisted, raising her eyebrows in the direction of the younger girl with a hint of promise in her voice. It contained an intuitive message that only girls understood, whether ‘Leopold Succubae’ or not. Charley sensed that the young girl was very much enjoying herself and what she was learning. Laura seemed to identify that more fun was to follow and that she should be patient. She nodded and smiled warmly at Charley who then announced, “So, now, let’s play some games… what shall we do?”

“What can Daniel play?” Laura asked, still finding it difficult to remove her eyes from the powdered boy-genitals in front of her. “Can he play Scrabble? I’m good at Scrabble… I really enjoy it, especially when I beat the boys…”

“Well… sure, he can play Scrabble, but that’s not really all that much fun,” Charley said, steering the scenario away from bookish games. “After all, we’ve been at school all day haven’t we? I think we should do something much more fun… Hmmm?”

“Okay, like what?” the younger girl asked curiously, finally looking over, switching attention to her older mentor.

“Can you touch the ceiling?” Charley challenged. Daniel looked up at Charley, equally as confused as Laura. “Look…” Charley stood up and jumped up into the air to try and touch the ceiling. “I can just about do it if I jump…” With that, Charley jumped up and down a couple of times to emphasise the prowess of being able to touch the ceiling. “Now you Laura…”

“Oh… okay!” Laura giggled, getting up off the floor and dusting down her school uniform. It was still dotted with traces of baby-powder. Focussing on her task, she lifted her right arm above her head and jumped up and down a couple of times. But she was not nearly tall enough just yet to touch the ceiling. Frustrated, she tried one more time… “Aggghh! I just can’t do it…” she giggled playfully. “I bet I could do it if I stood on the bed though!”

“Hmmmm, I’m sure you could!” Charley laughed. “But that would be cheating… Okay, Daniel, your turn…”

The reason for this game had not become apparent to Daniel, his mind still buzzing from the invasive application of the baby-powder to his private parts and distracted by the will to see and feel his erection dissipate, which it showed no intention of doing. When Charley encouraged him again more insistently, he complied right away, climbing to his feet, bringing a fresh giggle from Laura as she covered her mouth with one hand to try and stop herself from laughing. She was looking at his crotch…

Daniel blushed and looked down to where the girl had been looking and felt the need to suckle hard on his pacifier. Sure enough, his penis was still mercilessly erect, poking out rudely from his groin in salute to the two girls in front of him. Worse though, it was a milky white colour as a result of the baby-powder treatment - only the tip of his foreskin still remained a slightly enraged pinky-red colour.

“I’m sorry Daniel,” Laura chuckled. “I really don’t mean to laugh… but… it looks so funny sticking straight out like that and starry white!! I bet that’s what a ghost’s willy looks like!!”

“Do it Danny… try and touch the ceiling…” Charley encouraged quickly, focussing his attention. “Show us what a big boy you are!” Still none-the-wiser as to the reason for his task and trying hard to ride the derisive giggling from Laura, he reached his hand up above his head. He had thought that he would have been able to reach, but he couldn’t…

“Nnggghh,” Daniel grunted through his dummy as he jumped up into the air and made contact with the ceiling… Instantly he realised why Charley had wanted to play this game… he felt his genitals lurch up and down in synch with his jump and knew right away that it must have looked silly.

“Oh my god!” Laura laughed more loudly. “Look at his willy when he jumps! It’s waggling all over the place!” She had to move both hands now to cover her face in a mixture of jubilation, amusement and a renewed feeling of superiority that Charley sensed and enjoyed.

“Again Daniel…” Charley clapped playfully. “See how many times you can do it in ten seconds… GO!” Reluctantly, Daniel swallowed hard and though he desperately wanted to run, hide and cover himself, he felt himself stagger through his humiliation barrier and repeated his jump a second time… a third time… and more. “That’s it… good boy… keep going…” Charley whispered under her breath so that only Daniel could hear. “You’re putting on a nice show… continue to be a good boy and you might just enjoy it…”

‘Oh Charley please stop doing this to me…’ Daniel pleaded in his mind. ‘This is soooo humiliating… please stop it… I look so stupid… Laura is laughing at me… It feels horrible… I hate it when girls are looking at my privates… you girls are looking at it… You’re all laughing at it… Oh plleeasse stop it…’

“But deep down… I can tell that you are enjoying it…” Charley whispered again so that only Daniel could hear, all the while as he continued to jump up and down in front of the them both and to a chorus of immature giggling from the younger girl. “Your body is telling you that you want this… all this fun we have together… it makes you tingle and want to… cum… I know you like it… I know you like me… And I like you a lot too… Be a good boy, obey me and we’ll have so much fun together…”

“Nnnhhhhgghhh,” Daniel grunted as he continued to jump up and down embarrassingly naked in front of the two girls, his powdered genitals in stark pale contrast with his blushing cheeks.

“Okay Daniel, you can stop now…” Charley announced calmly. “You can touch the ceiling too… And it was eleven times in ten seconds… not bad!” To her left, Laura was still giggling at the amusing spectacle that Daniel had just provided, still with a keen eye on his enraged dick.

After everyone had taken the opportunity to calm down, Charley announced that the three of them were going to play ‘House.’ Charley took the initiative to play the role of ‘mummy,’ with Daniel playing the son and Laura playing the daughter. He felt more than a little awkward and childish to be playing such a game at the age of twelve, and of course while being fully naked and sucking on a baby’s dummy. But he was happy at least that his body had calmed down to lose the prominent erection he had previously sported, and even happier that Laura had stopped laughing at him, even if she seemingly continued to take every opportunity to ogle his boy parts.

While they were playing ‘House,’ obviously Daniel remained totally naked and on display for the two preteen girls and it was perfect role play of a female dominated household. Charley ordered Daniel to do all of the chores, fetching this, carrying that for her as the mother and encouraging Laura as the daughter to take control of him too. He was ordered to cook the pretend meals, clean the floors on his hands and knees (very humiliating) and he even had to take off the bed linen and make the bed good again under direct instruction from Charley.

During the game, Daniel’s thoughts wondered back to his home life. Did he really want to go back and try to achieve the impossible and make his parents proud in the pressure cooker of the ‘Grainger Household,’ or did he really secretly enjoy his now regular ‘visits’ with Charley? Occasionally, his mind would need to re-focus on the game being played when he was given instruction by one of the girls or when they passed comment between each other…

“Daniel, do as you’re told and wash those dishes…” or “You see Laura, it feels good to be in charge doesn’t it?” Or even “Kiss Laura’s feet Daniel, or we will have to spank you…”

For some reason, Daniel’s humiliation faded slightly during the game of ‘House,’ becoming more and more ‘comfortable’ with, and ‘accepting’ what was happening to him - ‘allowing’ the girls to order him around and make him do things. Part of him started to recognise that it felt ‘natural’ to be under the command of young beautiful females. But that part of him was desperately in denial and threw up a host of protesting barriers that seemed to maintain his focus on feeling the embarrassment, and humiliation. Emotions that made him feel ‘bad’ and dirty… naughty and ashamed…

For Charley, it was simply irresistible emotional food for her to feed upon. The war going on inside Daniel’s mind - the fear of humiliation and submitting to Charley’s undoubted female dominance, versus the confusing sexual arousal that he felt whenever he fell under Charley’s spell. The arousal was becoming more and more difficult to deny, more difficult to resist… Charley knew she was winning… She knew enough about boys to know that they never really grow up… they never really get over that modesty and they never really feel fully comfortable when they are naked in front of a female… They always carry a fear of humiliation, a fear of being judged… a fear of being found to be inferior… Charley was an expert in controlling boys with a fascinating balance of humiliation, feminine dominance and the addictive craving for sexual arousal and release. It fed her, and it kept her subjects captive… like moths to a flame… like bees to a pretty flower… She was going to make him hers… permanently.

“Don’t look at your sister like that!” Charley suddenly instructed. She was looking down at Daniel who was sat cross legged a couple of feet in front of Laura, who was also sitting cross legged opposite from him on the hard laminate floor. Daniel looked up in surprise at Charley, unsure what had happened as he had been lost in thought, weighing up his situation… She had been pretending to read them both a story… “I saw you looking!”

“Looking where?” Laura asked curiously, unaware that Daniel had been caught with his eyes focussed on the pink panties tantalisingly revealed as she sat cross legged in front of her ‘pretend older brother.’ After all, during the story time, she had made no secret of her blatant staring between Daniel’s legs, focussed on his fully exposed private parts.

“Nghghh aghhhhh!” Daniel whined innocently in denial as he sucked his dummy, barely aware that he had been looking between the girl’s thighs as she sat there in front of him, looking along her legs, under her school dress to her panties. He hadn’t meant to stare anyway, or so he told himself.

“Yes you were Daniel… I’m ashamed of you…” Charley scolded mildly, smirking knowingly at Laura. “Don’t you know it’s rude to stare at a girl’s knickers? Hmmmm?” Daniel blinked hard and blushed at the thought of being caught doing something like that. “Boys are not allowed to look up girl’s dresses… it’s naughty and it’s private… Whatever shall we do with him Laura?”

“Can you make him jump up to touch the ceiling again?” Laura giggled, not in the least bit worried that a boy had looked up her dress. It didn’t matter to her. After all, she was wearing knickers to protect her modesty anyway. “That was soooo funny!”

“Maybe later…” Charley grinned wickedly. “But I think for now, this naughty little boy deserves a little smacked bottom… Hmmm?”

“Nnnghhh Nhhhhhh!!” Daniel whimpered through his pacifier gag. He didn’t much fancy a spanking… They hurt a lot at home. Even more so by default in that he was naked…

“No protests from you Daniel, you naughty little rascal…” Charley insisted quickly, staring purposefully into his fearful eyes. “Laura, sit yourself down on the bed… I think as you are the victim here, you should be the one to do the spanking…”

“Nnngghhhh?!” Daniel bawled helplessly through his dummy.

“Me? Really?” Laura replied with excitement, getting up from the floor and eagerly plonking herself down on the bed with her legs over the side. “I’ve never spanked a boy before…”

“It’s okay… it’s not difficult,” Charley assured her latest protégé. “It’s not much different from spanking a girl, other than keeping his little sticky out bits under control…” Laura giggled at the thought of it and turned her attention to the still anxious looking naked boy sat almost at her feet.

“Come on then Daniel,” Laura teased, patting her knee. “Get yourself up over my knee so that I can punish you for looking where you shouldn’t…” Daniel was quite scared at this turn of events… it was one thing to be totally humiliated at the hands of these two girls, but now one of them was going to spank him…

‘Shit…’ Daniel thought, a pensive tear agonisingly wanting to free itself and snake down his cheek. ‘I didn’t mean to look… I mean, I wasn’t really staring was I? I was just thinking… pretty pink panties… Oh god! What if it hurts? Please don’t let me cry in front of Laura… Please don’t let her make me cry…’

With an apparent lack of movement, Laura held out her hand and beckoned Daniel with her finger, just like a school teacher might do with a naughty schoolboy. Slowly, Daniel sighed and resigned himself to his fate, getting himself up from the floor and gingerly standing in front of her. Instinctively, Daniel found himself covering his genitals with his hands, finding only the slightest comfort in so doing. It was a powerfully brief moment of relief from his full nudity, providing a shred of privacy, but barely making him feel any better about himself and his circumstances.

“No covering up Daniel,” Charley quickly admonished, capturing Daniel’s attention. His eyes were forlorn, like the wounded puppy that she had seen in him before. “Hands at your sides… you have nothing between your legs that Laura hasn’t seen before… Chop chop!” With that, Daniel slowly complied, allowing both girls to see his shame once more as he moved his hands to rest at his side… “Go on then… lie over her knee and be ready for your punishment…”

With a heavy sigh, a mournful blush and a feeling of concession, Daniel climbed up on to the bed and lay face down across Laura’s knees. Laura, for her part, manoeuvred him into position so that his crotch was in line with the small gap made by her slightly parted knees. She giggled as she felt the flesh of his cool, hairless genitals make contact with her knees. Quickly, she tensed and pushed her knees together, capturing Daniel’s penis tightly and enjoying a sense of control, as though she were preventing the older boy from having a free rein… which of course, she was. A fleeting thought passed through her of sitting on top of a powerful stallion trapped between her thighs within the starting stalls before a race… It felt natural, and tingly… and nice.

‘Oh god… I’m trapped between her thighs…’ Daniel thought. ‘She’s got my dick trapped between her knees… Oh god! This is soooo embarrassing… I feel like a prisoner… And it feels… nice… NOOOO! It shouldn’t be allowed… She’s younger than me… She’s a girl… I bet she’s loving this… I feel so ashamed when it feels like this… It shouldn’t feel nice… But now she’s gonna spank me and it will be horrid, horrid, horrid!’

“How many should I give him?” Laura asked curiously, menace in her eyes as she gently patted the bulbous cheeks of Daniel’s bottom and weighing up her target.

“It was up your dress he was looking,” Charley began smartly. “They were your knickers he could see… the naughty little thing… So, it’s up to you…”

“Cool…” Laura grinned. “I’m going to give him a hundred spanks… fifty on each cheek!”

“Nggghhhh!” Daniel whined in protest through his dummy and wriggling around on the girl’s lap as much as the tight grip of her knees around his cock would permit. He wanted to get up and run away, but he didn’t want to upset Charley… not with what she might do to him.

“Okay!” Laura giggled, enjoying the intimate contact with the boy at her command. “Maybe not a hundred… We’re only playing after all…” With that, Daniel calmed down just a little, relieved that Laura was actually still only playing a game…

SMACK! The first spank came down quite hard on Daniel’s right buttock. It was enough to confirm that, game or no game, this wasn’t a petty little play-spanking.

“Aghhhhh Nhhhhhh!!” Daniel whimpered, tensing his body and clenching his bottom. He was trying to ride the pain and prepare himself for the next spank. ‘Stop it! That hurt! Please,’ he thought manically as he grizzled and sucked hard on his dummy.

SMACK! The second spank landed on his left buttock this time, equally hard and causing an instant blush of colour to the flesh, matching that displayed on the boy’s face just moments ago. Laura continued to rain the ‘playful’ spanks down onto Daniel’s bottom and he tried to ride the pain he was feeling, attempting to buck and writhe across her lap. All the while though, she managed to keep a firm, possessive grip on his penis between her knees to restrict his movements. All to her delight, and to Daniel’s shame.

“This spanking is for your own good Daniel,” Laura announced. SMACK! SMACK! “Boys are not allowed to look up girls’ dresses are they hmmmm?”

“Ngghhhh!” Daniel whimpered, concerned that he was actually going to cry, such was the power of the stinging in the cheeks of his bottom. And the humiliation he was feeling at being spanked by a younger girl… all the while he was naked, and she fully clothed… and keeping hold of his dick… and controlling him easily with her knees. All of the conflicting emotions clouded his mind and he began to succumb to the inevitable erection that the situation provoked, along with the stimulation provided by her clasped together knees around his privates.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The salvo of spanks continued, gradually turning his buttocks into smouldering cinders, and toasting his flesh a deeper shade of pink with each strike. And Daniel continued to whimper.

“Naughty boy Daniel for looking at my panties!” Laura chided playfully, ignoring the obvious double standard conveyed in the game and in the whole situation - with her being fully clothed, and he being fully naked. She was getting quite excited in several curious ways, particularly between her legs. “They are private… you naughty little thing!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! “Naughty boys like you need to be punished…”

“Nngnghhhh!” Daniel whined. ‘Please stop! I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to look…’ he called out in his mind, breathing hard around the dummy as he sucked and tried to keep himself calm as he lost the battle with his tears. “Nnnngghhh Aggghhhh!!” he sniffled.

After a couple more fiery additions to the collection of spanks already made, Charley stepped in and called a halt to the spanking.

“I think Daniel has learned his lesson now Laura… Let him get up,” she said quietly, smiling warmly at the younger girl. Laura stopped her spanking and returned the smile from her mentor. She slowly released the pressure of her thighs around Daniel’s cock and he slowly climbed up and off Laura’s lap. “Stand there, in front of us… and no covering…” she commanded, taking a seat on the bed next to Laura.

Laura was giggling again as she watched Daniel climb up from the bed, though a little sorry to see that he was crying after what was supposed to have been a ‘play spanking,’ she couldn’t stop herself from looking at the renewed erection sprouting firmly from his crotch.

“I’m sorry Daniel!” she continued to giggle, hiding her mouth behind her hand. “It’s just… it looks so funny when you’re all hard and pointy like that… And… I didn’t think you’d get, excited by being spanked.” Daniel blushed with shame as his tears continued to trickle slowly down his cheeks, while his buttocks felt truly stung. All he could do was close his eyes to try and blank out the situation and gradually bring himself under control.

“Come closer Danny,” Charley instructed softly… “Take my hand…” As Daniel sniffled and blinked his eyes to clear away his tears, he took a step forward and allowed Charley to take his hand. Both girls were looking him up and down, with Laura still paying far too much attention to his hairless, yet boisterous looking erection.

“Aghghhhh nnnghhh…” Daniel sobbed through his dummy, ‘I’m sorry…’

“I know you’re sorry Danny… the spanking is over now…” Charley soothed, gently squeezing the boy’s hand with compassion, an all too rare occurrence in Daniel’s mind, but welcome none the less. It enabled his body to calm itself down after the spanking and allow the erection he sprouted to slowly recede once more. “Look at me…” And he did. “You know why you were spanked don’t you? Hmmm?” Daniel gently nodded his head, acknowledging that he understood. “You didn’t really mean to look at something you shouldn’t did you?”

“Nnnngghhh…” he sounded into his dummy, shaking his head to confirm he hadn’t meant to look.

“And you understand why it’s rude for a boy to stare at a girl’s knickers when she hasn’t given permission don’t you?” she asked, raising her eyebrow gently as she moved her other hand to roam over his tummy.

“Ygghhhh,” Daniel nodded, letting out an enforced giggle as Charley’s hand spread out into tickling fingers across his tummy and making him squirm on the spot.

“Good boy…” Charley beamed, tracing a finger around his navel in her usual style. “Because it’s important for you to know that a boy is only allowed to look when a GIRL says he can… hmmm?” Daniel blinked a couple of times in contrition, feeling silly as Charley continued to talk to him like he was a total idiot and of no importance.

“I enjoyed playing ‘House’ Charley,” Laura chimed in. “Will we get to play it again another time?”

“Of course…” Charley promised. “We can play lots more games when we all get together like this… And I know Daniel will enjoy playing games with us… won’t you? Hmmm?” With that, she looked back into Daniel’s eyes, challenging him to defy her.

Daniel nodded weakly and hid his true feelings.

“And boys like Danny need to have a girl in charge of them… because he likes to be a good boy and obey girls… don’t you? Because girls know best hmmm?”

Daniel again nodded reluctantly, desperate to be anywhere but here.

“And, girls know best,” Laura added, determined to get her feelings across. “Because girls are the best…” Daniel quickly turned his attention to the younger girl addressing him, momentarily relieved that she was looking at his face as a opposed to his privates. He felt compelled to nod in agreement at what Laura had said. Right then, the girls were firmly in charge of him and he couldn’t deny it.

“Good boy, everything’s forgiven then…” Charley beamed, pleased with her protégé and her slave boy. “Who’s for a game of Twister?”

“Yeah! Me!!!” Laura squealed, having found that game to be a lot of fun when she had played it in the past. Daniel on the other hand swallowed hard and felt the need to suck hard on his dummy and blink his eyes. He didn’t want to play Twister… he was naked after all…

“Good,” Charley beamed, quickly retrieving the box from the second shelf of a pine storage cupboard next to the bedroom door. Laura seemed to scamper about the room with excitement at the prospect of the game, particularly having realised that a naked boy would be playing. She helped Charley spread the game mat over the floor. “There… all ready. I will call first, so you and Daniel will play for now,” Charley instructed, taking hold of the spinner-board that would identify the colours and the body parts to be used.

“First to fall loses!” Laura challenged menacingly into Daniel’s eyes, before breaking out into a familiar smirk as her attention changed to his genitals. He closed his eyes in resignation… he knew he would try his best, but worried that Charley would conspire to make sure he would lose. Both ‘competitors’ stood at opposite ends of the Twister mat and waited.

“Okay, Daniel first,” Charley announced and spun the dial on the selector. “Right foot, blue…” Quickly, Daniel moved onto the mat and placed his right foot into one of the blue circles in the middle.

‘God this is silly!’ Daniel thought with worry. ‘She’s going to make me lose and look stupid… I just know it… and I’m still naked… oh this is horrible…’

“Now Laura… here goes,” Charley announced again, spinning the dial. “Right foot, yellow…” Just as eagerly as Daniel had been, Laura moved quickly onto the mat, right in front of him, planting her right foot onto a yellow circle. She had tactics to play the game, using it more like a game of chess to enable her to beat her opponent.

Laura giggled as she saw the look of concern in Daniel’s eyes as he suckled on his pacifier. ‘Special’ boy or not, she was relishing the competition.

“Okay, next one for Danny…” Charley proclaimed, spinning the dial for a third time. “Left foot… and it’s green…” Daniel looked round the mat to identify where the best place would be to plant his left foot. Finding it tricky already given where Laura had made her first move on the mat, he could only really choose the green circle on the edge of the mat. He moved his foot into place, leaving him stood in front of Laura with his legs planted apart, his boyishness still on display.

‘Shit!’ Daniel exclaimed silently. ‘Why couldn’t it have been another blue? I could have turned away then…’ Laura didn’t miss the opportunity to look directly between her opponent’s legs and at his display of young preteen masculinity and she smiled knowingly.

“Right… Laura… get ready…” The dial spun, agonisingly slowly from the boy’s perspective. Laura looked over at Charley and waited patiently. “It’s your left foot… and it’s to go on a blue circle…” Laura instantly looked to the mat and chose her spot expertly - right in the middle and keeping her fully upright without any fuss. She gambled that if Daniel had to place one of his hands on the floor, he would not risk making contact with her and would be obliged to bend over backwards - actually her cunning plan from the start of the game.

‘Shit!’ Daniel exclaimed again silently. ‘She’s deliberately blocking me… ohhh, this isn’t fair… Please stop this…’ But instead of stopping, all of the confusing thoughts in his mind had started to make his body react subconsciously and the gnawing tingles around his groin were threatening to leave him with another erection. ‘No way! Stop it! Go away… Treacle tart… think of treacle tart… don’t make me erect… treacle and sponge… jam sandwiches…’ But it would do him no good… And Charley spun the dial once more.

“Okey-dokey Danny…” Charley giggled playfully. “Left hand to yellow please…” With that, and sensing that Laura was watching every single move, Daniel looked to the mat. He really didn’t want to reach around the grinning girl to get to a yellow circle behind her… that would mean intimate contact with her and an almost guaranteed humiliating erection. Instead, he succumbed to what he rationalised was the lesser of two evils at that time and stooped low, before reaching behind himself to plant his left hand on a yellow circle.

Laura giggled… She saw him bend down, trying to conceal as much as he could from her eyes in modest futility. She watched with amusement as he slowly found that he had to fully open his legs in front of her to enable him to reach his hand back to the yellow circle, while keeping his feet firmly planted on their previously allocated colours. It was just what she had wanted… and she stared at his willy and his scrotum… judging, watching, smirking and enjoying. The dial spun again…

“Laura, right hand green please…” Charley announced, satisfied with the way she was secretly controlling the game with her talents. To her it was like having a couple of puppets to play with, her pulling the strings, making the boy lose and ensuring that the girl had a good time.

With both of her feet planted in the centre of the mat, it was easy for her to find a green circle with her right hand, reaching slightly to the left while crouching down. The dial spun again, painfully slowly…

“Danny…” Charley began brightly. “This time it’s your right hand… and red please…” Daniel sighed with indignity, nervousness thrumming the inside of his tummy as he realised that there was only really one red circle that he could reasonably reach and that was behind him and to his right. He knew that by reaching the red circle, he would be fully exposed in the position of an arch, but humiliatingly with his cock pushed upwards into the air and on full view for the two girls.

“Aghhhhh…. Mnnnghhhhh!” Daniel protested into his dummy, and blushed and he began to move his hand into place, completing the reverse arch position and completing his humiliating exposure.

“Mmmm! Very nice,” Laura commented. “A hump-backed bridge! With a little man walking over it!!” True enough, Daniel’s embarrassment was being compounded once again by the re-appearance of his erection, clearly indicating some sort of arousal or sexual enjoyment. He so badly wanted this to end and he grimaced and tightly shut his eyes to try and block out his thoughts and enable his body to get control of itself.

“Next one Laura,” Charley chuckled, noting Daniel’s position and his predicament. “Left hand to red please…”

“Wow! Certainly!” Laura giggled, spotting the red circle she wanted to reach with her left hand. By doing so, she was now leaning forward, partially in the arc of Daniel’s open legs and within very close viewing distance of the boy’s erection, giving her plenty of opportunity to closely observe the stiffened tube of his sex and the puffy looking bag underneath containing his tingling testicles.

When Daniel re-opened his eyes, he blushed scarlet with shame as he saw just how close the pretty, younger girl’s curious eyes were to his previously private parts and at the playful smirk of impending victory etched across her face. He gulped around his pacifier as he felt her warm breath on his bare flesh.

‘She’s… oh god… I can feel her breath on me… down there… She’s close enough to… suck… oh stop it Daniel…. This is horrible…’ he thought helplessly as his sexual muscle flexed, anticipating some sort of relief, while he tried in vain to keep his thoughts on managing his embarrassment and shame. ‘Please stop this… it can’t be happening… I saw her knickers…. She spanked me… The girls are in charge… Ohhhh god… Stop it… please… They’re looking at me…’

“Left hand red Danny!” Charley announced, quickly re-focussing his attention away from his thoughts and back to the game. He knew instantly that it was going to be tricky to move his left hand without putting himself at risk of falling and losing the game. But he tried anyway.

Daniel transferred the weight of his upper body onto his right arm and pushed his right hand firmly down into the red circle below and behind him. The problem was, he hadn’t really considered which red circle he was going to make a play for, and with his hesitancy, came a quick realisation from him that he was rapidly losing the battle to support himself with just one arm and his spread feet.

“Nnnghhh…” he grunted with frustration and growing confusion as he quickly tried to contain his balance and reach underneath him to the nearest available red circle. His arm wasn’t long enough to reach the red circle with his left hand and he was out of energy… He had no choice at that point but to succumb to the inevitable and allow his body to fall onto the mat, his legs splayed apart helplessly.

“Yay! I win!” grinned Laura… “Beat you!” Daniel could only blush with agonised humiliation at losing the game to a girl and being so fully nude in front of her and Charley. He bit down into his pacifier as he recovered his breath and purposefully avoided her victorious and satisfied grin.

“That was a fun game wasn’t it?” Charley asked rhetorically, flashing a knowing smile in the direction of her young protégé. She placed the game spinner down onto the floor at her feet and then looked at the smart watch on her right wrist.

“Can we play again?” Laura asked mirthfully. “I mean… can I play twister with Danny again? It was great fun…”

“Maybe next week Laura…” Charley said, nodding her head. “I’m sure Danny will want to play again… but right now, it’s not long before your mum comes to collect you.”

“Awwww…” Laura whined in disappointment. “But we’re having so much fun… aren’t we Danny?” Daniel sighed around his dummy and wanted to cry out and tell the girls to leave him alone - or words to that effect. But he felt compelled to nod his agreement, which he reluctantly did.

“I know Laura… but we’ll maybe have more time next week. We need to finish getting Danny changed…” Charley announced, looking directly into Daniel’s eyes. “I think he’s had enough fresh air now.” She looked back across to Laura. “Laura, can you get the changing mat ready for me?”

“Sure thing!” Laura beamed excitedly, scurrying across the floor to move the Twister game mat out of the way, replacing it with the pink changing mat. Efficiently, she gathered the other ‘baby-changing’ paraphernalia together and kneeled up patiently for Charley’s next instruction.

“Danny… be a good boy and scoot onto the mat for us and we can finish getting you ready…” Charley said softly.

Meekly, Daniel obeyed, sliding across the laminate floor to the changing mat, ensuring that his bottom was sitting on it. He eyed the two girls suspiciously, hoping that they would finally put some underpants on him, or at the very least, put a fresh nappy on him to hide his still burning modesty.

“Right then Laura,” Charley began. “This is important… in that little pink bottle is the soothing oil. Before we put his fresh nappy on, we need to apply that lotion all over his nappy area to stop his skin from drying out and becoming sore… Do you think you can do that for me?”

“Sure!” Laura replied quickly, barely hiding her excitement at the prospect of having to handle the boy intimately once again. Having gained experience earlier in the afternoon with the talcum powder, the young girl took command of Daniel… He didn’t have time to protest… “Be a good little boy for me Danny… lie back down…” With that, she pushed firmly on his shoulders and he reluctantly started to lie back on the hard wooden laminate floor.

“Nnngghhhh…” Daniel grunted in protest as he felt the cool wooden floor make contact with his back and with frustration at his feelings of submission to the younger girl’s wishes. He knew that this was going to be every bit as embarrassing as everything that had gone before.

“Good boy,” Laura praised sweetly, returning her gaze to the junction between his legs. “Now, open those legs for me and I can start applying the lotion for you…” But Daniel was reluctant… he was hoping that this would finish and he would end up back in his own bedroom. He sucked hard on his dummy, hopeful… He didn’t want to open his legs again… he didn’t want to feel weak, vulnerable and submissive again… He didn’t want to feel so naked, powerless and embarrassed again. It was so confusing for him; becoming so aroused, all from being dominated by girls… and the humiliation he felt… fuelling his desires - and unbeknown to him, feeding Charley’s emotional gluttony. A delicious, yet vicious circle…

“Do as Laura says Danny,” Charley said sternly. “We haven’t got long and we don’t want to have to punish you… hmmmm?” With that, Daniel slowly complied and began to move his legs apart, opening his baby-smooth groin up for Laura to consider what to do with the lotion.

“Good boy…” Laura praised sweetly, briefly looking brightly into his watery eyes. “No need to be shy now, is there? I’ve been able to see your little boy bits and bobs all afternoon… and I’m not embarrassed at all, so don’t you worry. It’s nothing I’m not already used to…”

‘You might not be embarrassed,’ Daniel thought. ‘But I bloody well am… it’s not fair! It shouldn’t be allowed… and… ohhhh god, noooo! She’s going to be feeling me again… playing with me… making me tingle… making me feel silly… touching my dick… Noooooo! Please mummy… make them stop… make the girls stop…’

Daniel watched curiously as Laura picked up the pink bottle of lotion, popped open the lid with her thumb nail and squeezed some of the contents out into the palm of her left hand. The slippery looking, clear lotion dribbled wetly from the bottle and it made an oozing sound when she placed the bottle back onto the floor. And so it began…

Kneeling down closely at Daniel’s side, Laura began to apply the lotion liberally onto the expansive baldness of his pubic area first, making him tense at the sudden intimate attention and the cold feeling of the liquid being applied. Her fingers worked down each side, ensuring that the junctions between his thighs and his groin were covered with the lotion too, her fingers occasionally making contact with the sensitive skin of his scrotum as she reached further round the tops of his inner thighs.

“Mmmmm, good boy… just lie back and relax…” Laura soothed with enjoyment. Her hand was slippery with the lotion and she quickly turned her attention to rub over and around his vulnerable looking penis, twiddling it playfully through her fingers and slowly pulling along it’s length with her enclosed palm… massaging the lotion deliberately into the sensitive and pliable young sexual organ.

Laura’s slippery fingertips diligently explored the length of Daniel’s penis, and quickly, began to feel the changes she had begun to instrument.

“Nnnghghhh! Aghhhhppp!” Daniel whimpered around his pacifier as he realised that Laura was having an inevitable impact on his re-awakened genitals. The tell-tale tingling began… then the stirring towards erection followed agonisingly quickly.

‘Oh pleeeasse stop!’ Daniel cried inside. ‘Oh it tingles so much… I feel so weak… so embarrassing… But, nnnghhh, it feels sooo good… Laura’s playing with me… a girl is fondling my dick… Mmmmmm… A GIRL… god noooo… it can’t be happening… I don’t want this… It’s too horrible…. It feels horny… Noooooo! Girls shouldn’t be doing this… STOP ppleassee! I don’t want to be erect again… I can’t stop it… the girls are forcing me… I can’t stop them… Help me mummy… I’m so ashamed…’

Laura stifled a giggle as she continued to rub the lotion into Daniel’s stiffening penis, enjoying the moment as she discovered just how quickly a boy could become so excited by rubbing just a little lotion into his sensitive areas. And she was becoming no less excited within her own young body too.

“You see?” Charley smiled broadly, feeding on Daniel’s ongoing humiliation and observing his latest enforced erection. “Boys really do like it when girls play with them… Don’t you Danny?” He could only grunt and breath hard as he suckled on his dummy, trying to contain his inevitable sexual arousal as the girls continued to abuse him. “Carry on, it makes him feel good…”

Laura paused briefly to apply more of the lotion to his groin - this time directly onto his wrinkled and puffy scrotum. As the cold liquid made contact with his sensitive skin, he tensed again and nearly sat bolt upright. This brought a fresh round of giggles from both Charley and Laura. Daniel could do nothing but blush scarlet as the younger girl began to rub the lotion in circles all over his furrowed sac. Her fingertips tickled and gently gripped each tingling testicle and cupped the little bag repeatedly, massaging… discovering… tickling… assessing… judging… playing… enjoying and… controlling.

“Nggghhhh… Mmmmmm…” Daniel sighed around his pacifier, losing the battle with his senses. Instead of unbridled shame, there was just growing sexual emotion and expression - his modesty temporarily sidelined as his preteen body began to accept it’s desire for stimulation and sexual release. His heart was pounding with excitement and the tumult of butterflies scuttling around his tummy were born of a fitful desire for more rather than a portent of his shame. ‘Yesssss… touch me there… it feels good Laura… Mmmmmm… I give in… I submit… Girls are best… Mmmmmm… play with me… make me cum…’

Laura used her middle finger to reach round and up behind the sac of his scrotum; then running the tip down and back up along the curious looking raphe… the dark pink line that seemed to separate the two fused halves of the delicate velvety bag. Daniel’s thighs tightened at the ticklish attention of her fingers as they journeyed along their path, making him breath deeply and suck hard on his dummy.

“You’re a naughty little boy aren’t you?” Laura teased, groping his testicles more firmly and switching her attention back to the rigid little erection above it. “You like it when a girl does this with your willy don’t you? Hmmm?” To emphasise her point, she squirted some more of the lotion from the bottle onto the top side of his penis and began to work it thoroughly into his sensitive, tingling skin… unwittingly masturbating him.

Daniel gasped as best he could around his pacifier as Laura continued her tantalising massage of his private parts as she worked the lotion all over his penis and testicles. Within his sub-conscious, his pubescent body began to seek more from the girl giving him attention and his bottom lifted off the mat, pushing his erection further and harder into Laura’s hands - willing her to continue… Charley knew he was beginning to make love to the younger girl’s hand. Charley was winning again…

Laura giggled as Daniel’s penis seemed to harden even more as his hips gently thrust upward and back down to the mat repeatedly, encouraging her to continue.

“Yeah… a real naughty little boy…” Laura chuckled as the muscle within the boy’s groin tensed and relaxed, making his penis flex gently within her hand. As his erection became more fulsome, Laura curiously observed the tip of his penis, noticing the bulbous looking shape at the end, covered by skin… darker pink… “Mmmm, what’s this here?” she whispered softly under her breath, her own pulse quickening.

Laura could see the pliable and pouty skin at the tip of Daniel’s penis move back and forth as her fingers continued to apply the lotion. Gently, she tugged the skin covering his shaft a little further downward with each movement of her massaging hand, noticing that it didn’t seem to hurt the boy as more of his reddened tip became visible. If anything, what she was doing was making Daniel pant more deeply…

“Nnngghhh… aghghhhh…. Mmmmmmm…” Daniel sighed and panted around his dummy. He could feel the tip of his penis being slowly exposed as Laura gently, yet purposefully pulled back on his foreskin. Daniel felt naughty… tingly… rude… horny… yet it paradoxically made him feel weak and submissive. It made him feel like she was undressing him again, as if he hadn’t previously been fully naked. For the first time, he didn’t mind… He wanted her to do it… His foreskin quickly reached the ‘tipping point,’ and it finally ‘popped’ into place as it retracted fully from over the glans as Laura’s fingers firmly reached the root of his penis - his fiery purple-red tip now fully exposed. “Mmmmmghhhh…”

“Wow!” Laura exclaimed… “What happened? It looks so different!”

“You’ve pulled back his foreskin…” Charley said calmly, in a tone of scientific efficiency. “And that’s the tip of his willy… all shiny and hard huh?”

“It’s like a purple mushroom!” Laura giggled, tugging the skin back and forth over the glans of his cock, experimenting and trying to decide if she liked the skin pulled back fully, partially or when the skin was fully covering the tip. “Boys willies are so funny looking aren’t they?!”

“Some boys have their foreskin circumcised,” Charley announced, Laura not understanding the word and the reference to it making Daniel tense in fear, his feelings of humiliation returning immediately. “It’s called circumcision when a doctor removes the excess skin around the tip of a boy’s willy… it’s mostly done for religious purposes in some countries, and in some countries they do it because they believe it to be easier to keep clean… And in some cases, the foreskin can be too tight on a boy and leave him vulnerable to infection… so, they have to have it cut away… Isn’t that right Danny? Hmmmmmm?”

Daniel was rigid with sexual arousal at one extremity of his body and rigid with fear in his mind at the other. He hated the thought of circumcision and the threats that Charley had made.

“Awwww…” Laura soothed. “I hope nobody has to do that to Danny here… cir-cum-cision sounds so… final…” With that, Laura resumed her action to retract the foreskin back and forwards, delighting in the pliability of the boy’s fully aroused penis.

“Don’t forget to do his bottom too,” Charley added menacingly. Daniel gulped and took a deep breath… what did Charley mean? Laura looked quizzically at her mentor too, but Charley nodded insistently and confirmed, “Like you did with the talcum powder…”

“Oh… right…” Laura said quietly; then reluctantly letting go of the malleable hardness of Daniel’s young penis. It still marvelled her how powerful looking it was… and yet so vulnerable looking too as it briefly waggled freely, poking right out from between his legs. “Danny… lift your bottom up for me and grab the back of your knees up and out of the way… I need to put lotion on your cute little bottom too…”

Daniel thought better than to protest, and though he sensed a return of shame and embarrassment spreading through him again, he complied. Sucking hard on his dummy, he lifted his bottom off the changing mat slightly, and took hold of the back of his thighs with his hands, exposing his bottom cheeks to Laura, who was already applying the lotion to her open palm.

With his bottom so exposed like that, Laura set about rubbing the lotion into his buttocks, scraping her nails playfully over each of them, tickling him and then rubbing more of the lotion in. But then Laura became more brave…

“Hold still for me now Danny…” Laura announced soothingly. She applied some of the lotion directly to the area underneath his scrotum, allowing it to dribble coolly down his perineum… The coldness of the lotion made Daniel tense again and he bit hard around his pacifier as he tried his hardest not to lose position.

“Nnngghhhh!” he whimpered at the teasing, nasty, novel feeling of the lotion as it ran freely into the crease of his bottom.

“Shhhhhh… there’s a god boy…” Laura soothed again, now massaging the lotion into the sensitive skin of his perineum, making the boy gasp again with his ongoing arousal at her handiwork.

‘Mmmmmm,’ Daniel sighed in his mind. ‘That feels nice… It feels sexy… I like it when girls play with me… Girls are best… Mmmmmm…’ She was controlling him with just her fingers once more…

What happened next though, took Daniel by surprise. Laura’s tickling fingertips slipped effortlessly lower and lower, down into the crease between his buttocks to the area around his puckered, vulnerable anus.

‘Ohhhhh god… what is she doing?? Nooooooo! Not there… Please! That’s too naughty…’ Daniel cried silently through his dummy, tightening the muscles in his bottom as much as he could. He blushed scarlet at the threat of her finger as Laura circled it around the little opening of his bottom… Laura noticed Daniel squirm as she found the timid little hole and circled the lotion into the skin around it’s edge, teasing and tickling. She enjoyed making him squirm like that - it made her feel so… powerful and commanding.

Daniel froze with surprise at the new sensation of something touching his bottom like Laura was doing with her slippery, lotion covered fingers. His body continued to tense and the muscle in his groin flexed, protesting hard as her finger began to centre more urgently on the very secret hole of his anus… She was going to invade him…

Laura giggled inwardly as she quickly moved her probing finger away from his most secret of openings, and Daniel sighed in relief, his body relaxing as he realised that Laura had not actually penetrated his bottom. Instead, she returned to working the lotion along the full crease of his bottom, and back over his buttocks. Despite his relief, he continued to squirm and writhe at her actions, and Laura enjoyed the ongoing control she had over him. She was learning that through his undoubted initial embarrassment and fear, he was showing no sign of resistance and as such, must have been enjoying her actions.

“Mmmmmghhhh…” Daniel whimpered through his dummy, feeling Laura’s fingers trace upwards from his buttocks and up onto his scrotum, capturing it securely within the palm of her hand once more.

“Okay, legs back down Daniel,” Laura instructed soothingly as she gently massaged the furrowed, velvet skin of the sac containing his testicles. “There’s a good little boy… I’m nearly done…” His mind was hazy with dreamy arousal and the pleasant feelings caused by her massaging hands and soothing words. He complied and let his hands go from around his knees, allowing his legs to fall back into place on the floor, open as they had been before. His vision was blurred and foggy, such was his level of blind sexual arousal that the girl had generated within him as she had applied the lotion and liberally fondled him over and over.

“Is he ready for the nappy now?” Charley asked her young assistant mischievously, winking playfully in Laura’s direction and holding up an example of the required garment. “Your mother will be here real soon you know?”

“Nearly…” Laura replied quietly, an edge of disappointment in her voice… She wanted to play with Daniel forever, or at least play with a certain part of him. “I think I need to make sure… just here…” With that, Laura’s palm left Daniel’s scrotum and instead, her fingers instinctively encircled his penis once more… tighter than before.

“Mnnnnnghh…” Daniel sighed through his dummy, lifting his bottom off the mat and pushing his still rampant young erection up into Laura’s hand. She allowed him to make love to her hand, while she gripped him tighter and tighter, then relaxed to allow her fingers to stroke and massage him, pretending to work more of the lotion into the skin of his cock.

Laura was so focussed on enjoying what she was doing to Daniel, and his private parts, that she barely heard Charley whispering to her… Certainly, she didn’t notice that her mentor was whispering without moving her lips…

“Grip him tighter and move your hand up and down quickly… That’ll make him feel really good and we can finish…” Daniel heard the whisper too, but his mind was foggy with the need for sexual release, having successfully kept his feelings of debasement and humiliation at bay. Right then, he just wanted to cum… to feel that wonderful feeling of orgasmic release… at the hands of a girl. “Wank him… milk him… see what happens when a girl makes a boy feel good… See what happens when a girl is in charge…”

Laura giggled at the instruction being offered by Charley, humoured at the words and phrases being used, but always maintaining eye contact with the boy’s enraged young erection and keeping her hand in contact with him there. She didn’t know what to expect, but felt intuitively that with everything that had occurred that afternoon that she was approaching some sort of ‘Eureka’ moment in her passage through puberty. And how her own insides tingled and yearned.

“You’ve been such a brave little boy Daniel…” Laura praised, her fingers gripping his penis tightly. “I can tell that you like this… Hmmmmmm? I like it too…” With that, she began a firm, steady motion up and down the boy’s willing erection. “Is this what the boys at school call… wanking? Hmmmmmm? Is that it? Am I wanking you?”

“Mmmmmgghhh… Mmmmmm…” Daniel mouthed through his pacifier, nodding weakly as Laura’s hand masturbated him. Faster and faster… She was indeed wanking him… she was controlling him and it felt nice… natural even… But he was rapidly approaching the point of no return - about to surrender totally to her actions. Surrender totally to girl once more.

“Mmmmm… I know… You’re our brave little boy,” Laura praised. “And handsome too…” Her thumb and first two fingers were now freely masturbating him, her curiosity drawn to the slippery liquid occasionally oozing from the tip of his enraged cock. It was different from the lotion she had squeezed out of the bottle. She’d ask Charley about that another time… For now, there was only one thing she wanted to do… and that was to ‘play…’ and to ‘wank.’ “Our Danny has a lovely little willy… all hard and stiff… Such a shame that it’ll soon be time for us girls to cover it up and get you all snug into your fresh nappy…”

With those teasing words, Daniel’s sexual tension started to breach the barriers holding it back. His bottom clenched and lifted off the changing mat as the electrically charged tickly feeling began to ripple from the glans of his cock, spreading quickly along his erection, right across his groin and then surging up to his brain.

“Nnnngghh…. Mmmmmmmmgghhhh!” Daniel mouthed around his pacifier as his body began to cave in to it’s sexual release. He closed his eyes tightly as his hips started to shake, catching Laura so by surprise that she let go of his sex - and watched, transfixed.

“What the…?” Laura exclaimed, moving away from the boy. “Is he okay?”

“Yes… Watch…” Charley grinned. “He’s cumming…” As Daniel breathed deeply, the shaking of his hips exacerbated, until he thrust upwards with his groin, his cock pointing helplessly at ceiling. Laura watched in studious rapture, gasping as the first shot of his wet semen erupted powerfully from the tip of his cock and into the air… splattering back down onto his chest, right between his nipples… Then his body spasmed again, Daniel pushing his groin upwards a second time, another spurt shooting upward with an equally powerful trajectory.

Laura’s playful giggling was replaced with a meaner, sneering laughter that re-awoke Daniel to the helplessness and humiliation of his predicament. For him, it was all happening in painfully slow motion… He felt embarrassed, and he felt tricked… abused… and betrayed… The contrast to what he was feeling before his climax started, suddenly hit him like a truck as his orgasm washed through his body and the spurts of semen continued to erupt. He was unable to stop it… He was feeling the powerlessness of being unable to control his climax once Laura had started it… and experiencing just how horribly humiliating it was to have girls laughing at him… laughing at his private parts again. His cheeks seared and blushed scarlet instantly.

‘Please don’t laugh… Nnnnnngh… She’s laughing… Please stop looking at me… Nnnngghhh… she’s got a fanny… nooooo, don’t laugh at me… Please, it’s not fair… Don’t! Her vagina… Ohhhhhh… She’s got a vagina and she’s laughing at me… She’s laughing at my privates… Hers are better… she knows it… Nnnngghhh… Stop it…. Awwwwwww, girls are cruel…’ Daniel thought fleetingly, continuing to feel the throbbing pulses of ejaculation springing forth powerfully, then splattering down disastrously onto his chest and belly. It was the most powerful orgasm he could ever remember… And Laura continued to laugh as she watched him try to ride it…

Daniel was giddy… He opened his eyes but saw only darkness… Blinding darkness as he felt himself falling… climaxing… ejaculating… and falling, fast. The judgmental laugher in his ears was replaced by the howling wind as he tumbled, still gripped by bitter-sweet orgasm… He wanted to be sick. He almost wanted to hit the floor… He wanted to touch Laura, and Charley… to get even. At least that’s what he tried to think… but instead, his sub-conscious looked forward to the next time…

The next thing Daniel knew, he was back in his bedroom, lying back on his bed with his vision beginning to re-focus. His climax had finished and he could hear music… Beethoven’s 9th Symphony - Ode To Joy. Summoning his energy, he sat up on his bed, rubbing his eyes and focussing.

As the bright music played, Daniel looked down between his legs and studied his underpants. It was clear to him that they were moist - he’d ejaculated in his pants again. Gingerly, and with a feeling of empty self-disgust, he got up from his bed, standing in the middle of his bedroom. He tentatively pulled his underpants away from his groin and tugged them down to his ankles… cautiously stepping out of them…

Looking down, he could feel the cool air of his bedroom interacting with his damp and sticky skin, chilling his groin slightly. His penis looked small and sorry for itself, hairless and weak. He could clearly see that his underpants were caked in the juices of his recent orgasm, pondering how something that felt so nice could be so messy and under such embarrassing circumstances. He pondered too, why he didn’t just run away. Was it his parents and what they ‘wanted for him?’ Or was he simply drawn to Charley like a squirrel to a succulent nut? Despite her treatment of him.

“Jeez… this is horrible…” Daniel remarked, feeling how sticky and messy he was between his legs. He reached his hand to his buttocks and initially felt the sting where he had been spanked. He studied himself briefly in the mirror and saw the full extent of his condition… His buttocks were a darker pink than the rest of his legs, as a result of the spanking… And then he felt the slipperiness there… the baby lotion that Laura had so thoroughly and vigorously applied… He was covered in baby-lotion down there… all over and around there… his fingers confirming such, along the cleft of his bottom and all around his anus too.

Though momentarily disgusted at how his body felt, he was relieved that he hadn’t actually wet himself, like had happened in the nappy when he was first in Charley’s room. He looked back at the bed and saw a patch of powder in the spot where he had been lying… It was baby-powder…

“How can this be?” Daniel asked rhetorically. “What am I gonna do? What if mum sees? Shit… I better clean up…” Fortunately, his mum and dad were at work and his silly little sister was away at her friend’s house. He’d have time to sort himself out… time to deal with the messy pants. And talk to Martin, and rationalise everything… until the next time…

‘You’re so pretty Charley,’ Daniel pined briefly, picking up his soiled underpants and making his way to the bathroom. ‘But why are you so cruel to me?’

“Why me?”

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Postscript -
There is a fifth dimension beyond which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man’s fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call, The Twilight Zone…

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Daniel Grainger will return in Chapter 4... Escalation…

(The End)