Brad, Second Time Offender Part 4
  By Aldric
  Copyright 2004 by Aldric, all rights reserved.
  
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  Brad, Second Time Offender Part 4
  
  Mrs. Weslo dropped them off at the cabin and then left to
  pick up her niece and nephews.  Brian called the whole group
  together as soon as she left.  "Here's what I think.  Brad
  hit me while he was trying to hit Matt, and because of that
  I'm going to extend the time he keeps that thing in his ass
  from 24 hours to 48 hours."  Brad groaned loudly, but didn't
  say anything, but Tom, Matt and Sam all laughed.  "Brad, how
  do you feel about them laughing?  Tell the truth."
  
  "It kind of makes me angry, they don't know how this feels." 
  His voice went up and he arched his back as the vibrator
  turned on again while he was speaking.
  
  "Matt, he tried to hit you.  That thing in his backside is
  set on position 6 right now.  You're in charge of it today. 
  You can set it where you want."
  
  As Matt walked up, Brad said in a very high voice "Oh
  please, Brian, don't leave it up to him, you don't know what
  this is like."
  
  "Where were you going to set it, Matt?" Brian asked.  Matt
  told him position 8.  "Then add 1 to that because he begged
  me not to leave it up to you, and then add another 1 because
  he didn't address me as master."
  
  Matt smiled and turned the dial all the way to 10.
  
  "Matt you are in charge of it today.  If you want to go play
  or go swimming, you can either leave it where you have it
  set, or you can put someone else in charge.  Do you
  understand?"
  
  "Yeah, sure, this sounds cool.  Can I leave it on 10 all
  night?"
  
  "I told you that you are in charge.  If I think you have it
  set wrong, I'll tell you, but I won't override you.  Brad,
  we are going to pick on you about beating off, tease you,
  and be as mean as we can.  If you beg any of us to stop, who
  ever is in charge of that setting should turn it up.  That
  is for trying to hit Matt."
  
  "Everything else we do is part of the program.  You will
  still address all of us as master or mistress.  Now for the
  part I really don't want to do, but I'm going to anyway. 
  I'm going to ask mom if we can stay for a third day.  If we
  can, I'm going to let you demonstrate to your cousins just
  how the program really works.  You will not cum unless
  someone gives you permission.  You will call out before you
  cum.  You are not to make a mess.  And the extra day we
  spend here will be in addition to the day you still need to
  spend at the APA."
  
  "One last thing for you guys," Brian said, speaking to Sam,
  Tom, Matt, and Melissa, "and it will apply when our cousins
  get here too.  Don't order him to do anything.  Tell him
  what you want done, and you, Brad, will politely ask them if
  you can do it or have it done to you.  Everyone understand
  that, especially you Brad?"
  
  Brian looked at each person and got an acknowledgement that
  they understood his instructions.  "Okay then, we need to
  put all the stuff in the house and make the beds.  I think
  Brad should do it.  How about it Brad?"
  
  Brad's voice was several octaves higher than normal as he
  said "Please master, can I put everything in the house and
  make all the beds?"  His dick was jerking with every word,
  and precum was dripping down his legs, causing Matt and Sam
  to really start laughing.  Melissa and Brian joined in as
  Brian said, "Sure, Brad, go ahead."  He flipped the keys to
  Brad's wrist locks to Matt and told him to keep an eye on
  him.
  
  The rest of them sat down on the lawn chairs and watched
  Brad struggle to carry everything in while the vibrator was
  causing him constant stimulation.
  
  They were only in the house a few seconds before they heard
  Matt call out Brad's name.  Melissa and Tom both started to
  stand up, but Brian said "He's alright, leave him be a
  minute.  If he needs help he'll call us."
  
  A minute later he brought Brad out with his hands bound to
  the waist belt again.  "He started playing with himself, and
  he shoot before I could stop him." Matt said.  "But he did
  put his hands back to his side when I told him to."
  
  "Brad, how do you think we should punish you for that?"
  Brian asked his brother.
  
  "I couldn't help it; you don't know how this feels."
  
  "Brad, I'm going to ask you again.  If I don't like your
  answer, I'm going to do what you say and then make you give
  me a different answer.  If you don't answer, I'm going to
  ask everyone here how you should be punished and do all of
  them.  So, Brad, state each crime you committed and explain
  how you should be punished for each one."
  
  "Oh, god, I can't think.  Okay, for shooting without
  permission, I think Matt should be allowed to spank me
  tomorrow.  For not calling out before I shot, I think
  Melissa should be allowed to spank me.  And for putting Matt
  in danger, I think, uh,; ; ;"
  
  "Wait a minute, what are you talking about putting Matt in
  danger.  What did you do?"
  
  Brad's voice was still very high and hard to follow.  "You
  remember what the man said, if anyone saw me beating off who
  ever was in charge of me would end up going through this
  too."
  
  Brian and Matt had completely forgotten that rule.  "Okay, I
  admit I forgot.  So how do we deal with that?"
  
  Brad wanted to look at the ground, but his back was arched
  from the pressure on his prostrate.  "I think you should add
  another half day to my sentence."
  
  "All right, do it!" Matt said.
  
  Brian thought for a second.  This was a lot more than he had
  planned, but it fit the bill of how to deal with a second
  time offender.  "Then that's what we will do.  Matt, I will
  call on you to spank him tomorrow, and when we get home I'll
  add a half day to his sentence.  Melissa, the strap we are
  allowed to use is in my bag, I'll go get it."
  
  He came back with a rubber strap that was longer and thicker
  than the ones used in the APA and handed it to Melissa. 
  "How many are you going to give him Melissa?"
  
  She thought for a second before saying "I don't know; how
  many seem right to you Brad?"
  
  Brad really hated this now turn of events.  "Five minutes,"
  he said in his now squeaky voice.
  
  Brain winced as soon as he said it, but he refused to
  override it.  He brought Brad over to the porch and had him
  lean across the rail.  Melissa was just ready to start when
  they heard a car horn honk from the other side of the house. 
  Just then, 9 year old Todd came running full blast around
  the corner, followed by his brother Jay.  Todd adored Brad,
  welcomed rough play with him, and the two of them had long
  tickle battles.  Jay, on the other hand, was always a little
  afraid of his cousin and generally avoided him, spending
  most of his time when they were here with Brian.  But it was
  clear neither boy was prepared for what they saw.  Brad,
  with several chains secured to a bright pink collar around
  his neck, naked and with an erection, with his hands bound
  to a belt at his sides leaning over the railing.
  
  Melissa and Brian had gone out front to meet their mom,
  leaving Matt, Sam, and Tom with Brad.  Todd ignored them and
  ran up to Brad and gave him a big smack on his bare butt. 
  "Hey, he's got something inside him that's buzzing," Todd
  said, feeling around.  "And his peter is sticking straight
  out too."
  
  Before anyone could say anything, Todd grabbed Brad's dick. 
  Once quick stroke was all it took, Brad remembered to yell
  out just as soon as he started spraying.  Todd still had
  hold of his dick, but Matt and Tom were trying to explain to
  him to let Brad go.  Just then Brad yelled out again, and
  shot a second load, finally getting some relief.
  
  "What the hell?" Jay stepped up to feel Brad's backside, and
  then peeked at his butt hole.  "Is that a vibrator you guys
  have in there?  How did you get away with this?"
  
  Then, just to add to the confusion, Kate came around the
  corner to see what all the yelling was about.  She also had
  not been told about her cousin, but at least she knew about
  the town's new policy.  "So you've been here for 1 hour and
  already you're in trouble with the police?  What did you do,
  pull someone's bathing suit down again?"
  
  Brad's bullying exploits had not been limited to home. 
  Hoping to avoid having his cousin see his once again hard-on
  for as long as possible, Brad stayed draped over the railing
  until Brian and Melissa came around to the back of the
  house.
  
  Brian told Brad to stand up and turn around and introduce
  his guest, Sam, who had never been here before.  As soon as
  he did, Kate began laughing.  "The famous Brad Weslo,
  finally exposed," she said.
  
  Kate and Jay had lots of questions, and even Todd had a few,
  and Brian told Brad to start providing answers.  Jay asked
  first, repeating his previous question.  "Do you have a
  vibrator stuck up your bun?"
  
  "Yes, master, I do," began Brad, his voice strained again by
  the feelings the vibrator produced.  He started to explain
  but Kate cut him off.
  
  "What did you just call Jay-dork?" she asked, using the
  nickname she knew pissed him off the most.
  
  "Mistress, I called him master."
  
  "Mistress, huh?  I could get used to this.  But you have to
  do what ever we tell you, is that correct?"
  
  "Yes, Mistress, it is correct, but there are rules that my
  brother can explain to you to keep you out of trouble," Brad
  answered.
  
  "Well, I want you to stop calling Jay 'master' and call him
  'Jay-dork' instead."
  
  Brad looked to Brain for instructions.  Jay started to say
  something, but Brian spoke first.  "You were told to call
  him master, but now you've also been told to call him
  something else.  It will be your choice, but each time you
  call him 'Jay-dork' he is allowed to spank you with 4
  slaps."
  
  "Sweet!" said Jay.
  
  "And each time you don't call him Jay-dork, Kate is allowed
  to spank you with 4 slaps."
  
  "So who am I, Brad?" Jay asked, making Brad have to choose. 
  Brad had always thought Jay was a wimp, and he had no great
  desire to let Kate have an opportunity to spank him, so he
  answered "You are Jay-dork."
  
  Jay told Brad to bend over and smacked him with 4 quick
  swats, all on the same spot.  "Now who am I?" he asked
  again.
  
  "You are Jay-dork," Brad said, a little less sure.  Jay
  added 4 more swats to the same spot.
  
  "I want you to call my sister 'Katie-poo' the rest of the
  time you are here."
  
  Melissa said "It seemed like a good idea when you said it,
  but this isn't going to work Brian."
  
  "I can see that," Brian said.  "Uhm, Kate, could you maybe
  let him go back to master and mistress?"
  
  "Yeah, I can see the problem that I caused.  Brad, I'll let
  you go back to calling him master if he takes back what he
  said; And if I get to spank you 4 times as well."
  
  As much as Brad didn't want her to spank him, he knew he
  couldn't go on all day with the other names.  "Master, could
  I please call Kate mistress?"
  
  "Okay, but only if I get to spank you again."
  
  Brad knew what he had to say.  "Master, would you please
  spank me again?"
  
  Jay quickly and happily complied.  Brad turned to Kate and
  repeated the request.  Kate's smacks were much harder than
  Jay's; Brad hoped he didn't have to put up with many of more
  of them this trip.
  
  "While we're on the subject of spanking," Melissa said,
  retrieving the rubber strap from where she had dropped it,
  "I think you have a few coming yet Brad."
  
  Brad tensed, looking at the strap.  "Please mistress, would
  you spank me?" he said.
  
  As Brad turned and bent over the rail, Brian whispered to
  Melissa "5 minutes is too long, and you can hurt him with
  that strap."
  
  "I know," she whispered back, "I was already planning to go
  slow and easy.  Just tell me when I'm down to the last two,
  I'm going to make those count."
  
  Melissa worked slowly, getting used to how the strap
  responded.  She practiced getting it to whip just before it
  struck, but never putting more than her wrist into it.  Even
  then, by the fourth minute Brad was crying out with every
  strike.  Melissa didn't wait for Brian, but swing hard
  twice, the strap landing with a loud crack that left a big
  red weal across Brad's cheeks where it hit.  "That's it, the
  five minutes are up she said."
  
  Brad stood up slowly, waiting for the tears to stop before
  he turned around.  Jay started to say something about him
  crying, but everyone told him to shut up.  Sam dug a hanky
  out of a pocket and wiped Brad's face and cleared his nose.
  
  Once he'd had a few more minutes to compose himself, Brad
  went back to answering their questions and explaining how he
  ended up like this.  They wanted to know all the details,
  especially the stuff that was most embarrassing for Brad to
  describe.  When he got to this morning's process, Brian cut
  him off.
  
  "Rather than hear it, we'll all walk down there together,
  its right in front of the police station.  It will be a lot
  more interesting to see it happening."
  
  Brad looked at Brian.  "Master, I don't think Todd should be
  there," he said in a low voice.
  
  "You don't think he should, or you don't want him there?"
  Brian asked him.
  
  "Well, I don't want any of you there for that matter; but I
  don't think he should be there, he's only 9."
  
  "What's the deal?" Kate asked.  "What difference does it
  make how old he is?"
  
  "Brad has to give blow jobs," Matt said proudly.
  
  "Aw, that's so cool.  Who to, us?" asked Jay.
  
  "Shut up Jay-dork," Kate said.  "Is there an age limit?" 
  Brian said he didn't see one, and there were a few kids
  there who were younger.  "Then I say we bring him.  If it
  turns out to be a mistake, I'll take responsibility for it
  and explain it to my mom.  But I do think we should leave
  Jay here though."
  
  Jay responded by sticking his tongue out at her.  "I want to
  see him do it."
  
  "What's a blow job?" Todd asked.
  
  Everyone was quiet for a minute, then Melissa said "Jay, if
  you want one, why don't you let Brad show Todd what it is?" 
  Brad didn't like that idea, but he remained quiet.
  
  "You mean he'll do it, he really has to?"
  
  "Yeah, just drop your shorts right now and I'll tell him to
  go for it," Melissa said, hopping her cousin was brave
  enough.
  
  "Uh, not out here; but I'll do it in the cabin."
  
  "No, it'll be too crowded in there.  If you want one, just
  do it here.  Otherwise, explain it to Todd so that he knows
  what we're talking about."
  
  Jay actually thought about it for a second, but then
  chickened out.  He bent over and whispered in Todd's ear. 
  "Yuck, do they pee in his mouth then," Todd asked, and
  everyone laughed as Jay bent over and explained some more.
  
  "Oh, you mean like that stuff that you showed me, and the
  stuff that came out of Brad's pee pee."
  
  Everyone laughed as Jay turned bright red.  "You let Todd
  watch you?" Kate asked through her laughter.
  
  "I thought he was asleep!" Jay said.  "Leave me alone."
  
  Melissa cut off further discussion about it.  "You said
  stuff came out of Brad's pee pee too?"
  
  Sam spoke up immediately.  "It wasn't his fault, he even
  told Todd to stop, but Todd grabbed his dick.  He even
  called out like he's supposed to."
  
  Melissa looked disappointed.  "Oh, well, I guess that's okay
  then."
  
  "Mistress," Brad said, "I think Todd should be punished for
  his actions."
  
  Brian, Melissa, Matt, Tom, and Kate all spoke at once. 
  "What?  You want to punish your 9 year old cousin?"  It
  sounded like a lynch mob.
  
  "I do," Brad said.  "I think I should be tied to the pier
  there and he should be made to tickle me until he gets
  bored."  Tickling Brad was Todd's favorite pastime.
  
  That quieted everyone down.  "Well, if you don't think
  that's too severe a punishment for such a young boy.  But it
  will need supervision.  As I recall, you still need to
  breathe on occasion."  Brian said, smiling.
  
  "Thank you master.  And if you really want to punish him,
  tie my legs and arms to opposite corners and make him tickle
  my armpits."  Armpits were Brad's favorite target when he
  tickled Todd, but Todd could never get Brad's arms up to
  repay him.
  
  Tied spread-eagled to the dock, Brad was helpless to stop
  the wandering fingers of Todd, who had the time of his life,
  tickling wherever he wanted without having to suffer a
  counter attack.  The other kids took turns monitoring him to
  make sure that Brad got a chance to breath once in a while.
  
  Matt was standing close by and occasionally assisting Todd
  in his tickling when Brad called to him during a pause. 
  "The battery has died," he told him.  Matt called someone
  else to come down and watch, but Kate yelled back out "let
  him go, it's after noon and lunch is ready.
  
  Matt and Todd undid the ropes, and Brad was thankful for the
  relief.  When they got up to the cabin, Matt asked Brian
  where the batteries were.  "How do you know the battery is
  dead?" he asked as he handed a new one to Matt.
  
  "Brad told me it was.  He would sure know."
  
  "You mean he told you?  He didn't try to keep it secret?"
  Brian said, hinting at something.
  
  As Matt put the new battery in he finally got it.  "Oh," he
  said, turning the knob on the controller, "I guess we can
  set this back to 5 for a while now."
  
  Brad's thank you was the most sincere Matt had ever heard.
  
  The rest of the afternoon passed quickly, even for Brad, as
  everyone wanted to go swimming.  They weren't sure if Brad
  could, so they decided he needed to stay behind, and so one
  of them had to stay with him.
  
  Just before dinner time, Brian decided it was time for Brad
  to get another enema.  He asked if there were any
  volunteers, and Kate said she would help.  Todd also wanted
  to help, but they restricted his activities to just
  watching.
  
  Mrs. Weslo called at dinner time to say that the baby hadn't
  been born yet, and when they told her that everything was
  okay and they could take care of themselves, she decided to
  stay at the hospital.
  
  Brad started yawning early, and Kate decided that everyone
  should think about bed.  Because they had 6 boys and 2
  girls, the girls took the small bedroom in the back and the
  boys took over the den.  Brian undid one of Brad's arms so
  he could brush his teeth, but when he was done he just
  couldn't resist one yank, thinking Brian wasn't looking. 
  But Brian had expected it, and was watching closely at
  Brad's reflection in the mirror.
  
  Brad didn't even try to deny it or say it was an accident. 
  He just shrugged his shoulders and said he just couldn't
  help it.  "I need to beat off really bad, you wouldn't
  believe how much, master."
  
  Brian came up with the perfect punishment.  "I'm going to
  put a fresh battery in just before we all crash, and leave
  this on position 10 for the night."  Brad's expression said
  all that needed saying.  "In addition, we are going to take
  turns beating off, and you have to watch each of us.  If you
  close your eyes or look away, I'll do it again tomorrow
  night too."
  
  Brian explained the plan to the other boys, who all thought
  it sounded like fun.  Mean, but fun.  But Jay turned shy. 
  When the other guys picked on him, he said "It's not you
  guys, but my sister, and your sister too, are here too. 
  What if they come out?"
  
  Matt said "Who cares, Melissa's already seen me beat off." 
  He laid down right next to Brad and as Brad watched, he
  began to rub himself to hardness.  "Oh, man this feels so
  good, oh, yes, that's the spot, here it comes, I'm coming,"
  he said softly, laughing as Brad moaned.  Sam Tom, and Brian
  knelt in front of him, using many of the same phrases Matt
  had used, and Brian and Tom both shot most of their load out
  onto Brad's stomach.
  
  Even Todd joined in, but he was more interested in looking
  at the other boy's dicks then playing with his own, having
  not yet realized how it feels to orgasm.
  
  They kept teasing Jay, who finally said very softly,
  watching the door to the bedroom where the girls were "Does
  he really have to give a blow job to people?"
  
  The other boys laughed out loud, and then came a round of
  "shsss" until it got quiet again.  Matt said "If you want
  him to, just ask him."
  
  Jay hesitated again.  "How about if you go first?" he asked
  Matt.
  
  Tired and wanting to go to sleep, Brad said "Jay, do you
  want me to blow you or not?"
  
  Even in the moonlit room they could see him blush.  "Naw, I
  guess not, not if I'm the only one."
  
  Todd took that minute to climb over Jay, and as he did he
  laughed and reached into Jay's boxers, pulling open the fly. 
  "Look, Jay's got a boner" he said, loud enough for everyone
  to shss him again.  Todd continued over next to Brad.  "I
  want a blow job, Brad" he said.
  
  Brad looked at Brian, who nodded his head.  "Stand up and
  take your underpants off Todd," Brad said.  When Todd was
  naked, Brad told him "Kneel down next to me with your knees
  on each side of my neck."  When Todd was in position, Brad
  told him to lean forward, and took his tiny dick into his
  mouth.  He sucked on it a few times, sliding his mouth back
  and forth along the 3 inch shaft for a few seconds, then let
  it go.
  
  "That tickles a lot," Todd said getting up.  "You do it now
  Jay."
  
  "Naw, let's just go to sleep," Jay said, pulling a sheet
  over himself.
  
  Brian agreed, and got up and replaced the battery in Brad's
  belt with a fresh one.  "Sweet dreams, big brother," he said
  as he lay back down.  They fell asleep listening to Brad's
  moans.