Brad in DANIP, Third Time is a Charm Chapter 6
by Aldric
Copyright 2005 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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Chapter 6

The next morning there was a large orange pill setting next to Brad's plate when he came down for breakfast. He looked at Brian, who smiled at him. "I hear it takes about six hours before it starts to work, but it will make you horny as hell" he said. "For you, life is about to take a turn for the worse. And you take three of those a day for the rest of the time you are a L3O."

"Thank you sir" Brad said, swallowing the pill down with his milk, "so it's like a Viagra?"

"No, that just makes you hard. This is something else, something far worse. This will make you horny, not just hard. But there is a bright side Now I'm allowed to let you beat off once per day, but only if you don't get any punishments added to your sentence."

"I want to be there when he does" their sister Melissa said.

"He hasn't gone a day yet without getting in trouble for something, I'll bet he can't make it."

"You're on loser has to do the winner's dinner chore each day for as long as he remains an L3O." Each day all three kids had a dinner chore set the table, help with dishes, or help cook.

"Brad and Melissa, hurry up and eat I have to drive you to school so I can get Brad to his morning appointment on time" their dad said as he came into the kitchen with a cup of coffee.

"I get to help spank you today and so does Matt" Melissa said, looking very smug. Matt was her best friend and lived next door.

"That's good ma'am, I'm glad you're happy. Why do you and Matt get to spank me?"

"Call me master, I don't like ma'am" she said. "We had a contest, and Matt and me won from our grade. There will be a fifth grader and a fourth grader too."

"That's wonderful, master, I'm so proud of you" Brad said, but he didn't sound very sincere.

"It's even better than that; we get to spank another boy too. Remember Dean, from Matt's garage? He's a L2O, and you know what that means."

Brad blushed, knowing that he was going to have to suck off an eleven year old in front of the elementary school. And worse than that, it was trying to make Brad suck him off once before that helped get Dean into trouble. The day wasn't starting off very well, and the bigger peg Brian had put in his seat was already getting uncomfortable.

Matt rode with them on the way to school. "Man, its no fun this time, I'm not even allowed to touch you" he complained during the ride.

"Actually, sir, you are allowed to touch me. But if you cause me to cum you get in a lot of trouble. But there isn't anything that says you can't touch." Matt took a chance and poked at Brad's dick until it just started to get hard, then left it alone.

The spanking was less severe than yesterday's because the kids were younger and slightly weaker, but it was more embarrassing for the same reason. Even though they were younger, they were still able to bring Brad to tears, mostly because his backside was still sore from yesterday. Then came the part he was dreading the most. Dean was brought forward and the only good news was that he looked almost as bad as Brad felt.

First, the same four kids administered a spanking to Dean, although it was much less severe and was done only with hands. It made Dean squirm as he tried to rub his butt when it was done, but never even made him cry out. Then his controller, a girl his age, said "You can suck him until he's hard, but he's not allowed to, uh, complete it. Do you understand?"

Brad understood, suck him; but don't let him cum. Brad got it done with as quickly as he could, knowing that at least it didn't make Dean's day any brighter either.

His dad then drove him to his school, where he saw the bus for the BBR. He immediately tensed up and felt his eyes tearing up again. His dad saw the reaction and said "calm down, don't get yourself all upset. You got through it yesterday and you can make it through it today. And if you can avoid getting into a fight, you don't get sent there again."

"But dad " he began, but his dad cut him off.

"No buts; you did the crime and I agreed to sending you back today. The judge even warned me that they would probably ride your ass harder today for coming back. Get through it, and learn from it. Don't let the kids here goad you into getting into trouble. Remember, you're supposed to be learning to control your anger."

Instead of dropping him off near the bus, his dad dropped him off right near a crowd of kids where Brian was standing. "Give your school stuff to your brother and walk out there. I know you're scared and upset, but don't let cause you to screw up. I'll see you tonight when I get home."

"Yes sir, thank you sir" was all he could say, and even that was just a mumble of words. He handed his stuff to Brian, seeing Carl and Adam being brought forward by the principal. "Could you please take this to my room please sir?" he asked.

Brian took one look at his brother's face and said "Hey, I didn't know they were going to do this or I wouldn't have teased you this morning. I told the judge yesterday that I didn't think this should be part of the program, but I guess he doesn't agree. Don't screw up today, okay?" He took Brad's backpack and seat.

"Can you be here when I get back?" he asked quietly, hoping Carl and Adam couldn't hear him.

"Yes he can be Brad; I'll see to it personally" the principal answered. Brad guessed that the principal had brought Carl and Adam over to apologize to Brian, and so did Carl because he started to say he was sorry, but the principal cut him off.

"You can save that till later, when you truly are sorry. He'll be here to accept your apology when you get back. For now, go and get on that bus with Brad."

From their reaction it obviously came as a complete shock to both boys. "But you can't " Carl started.

"My parents wouldn't " added Adam.

"Unlike yesterday, today I can assure you all that your parents do know about this, and did approve it. Go get on the bus now, or you will find out that they approved of even more discipline should it prove to be necessary."

Feeling better than he had since Brian had teased him about the pill; Brad made his way to the bus. The man who had been here yesterday got off the bus to meet him, telling Brad to stand at attention. He then went back and began yelling at Carl and Adam, much to the amusement of the gathered kids.

He had Brad sit directly behind the driver, with Carl behind him and Adam behind Carl. "Do NOT look at anything except the back of the head in front of you or you're day will get a whole lot worse" he yelled. The bus pulled out with two very frightened and one uneasy passenger on board.

Check in went more slowly, partly because there were three of them, and partly because Carl continued to believe they couldn't force him here. Even his best friend Adam tried to get him to shut up, but finally just moved off to stand with Brad. "What's going to happen to us here?" he asked, but Brad didn't answer.

With green cards showing that Brad was JD131 today, he and Adam, who had card JD132 stood in front of the door when they were told to. The man from the bus put his nose in Carl's face but Carl backed away. The man stayed right with him until Carl backed into a wall.

"Boy, we have several means of restraining punks like you. If you don't move though that door and get out of my hair, I WILL restrain you and drag you through. You WILL NOT like what happens on the other side if I do that!" He backed off and stepped aside.

Carl looked from him to Adam and back to him, and slowly walked to the door. He started to say something about half way there, but the man cut him off immediately. "Shut up and just do what you are told. Do NOT talk back to me, do NOT threaten me, and do NOT tell me what I can or cannot do!"

Mr. Banks was waiting for them on the other side. He didn't say a word, but the icy stare he gave to Carl showed he was aware of what had transpired on the other side. He gave the same lecture he had given yesterday, and then directed the three boys to the locker room.

"Strip naked, and put your clothes in the box" he ordered.

"With you here watching?" Adam asked as he blushed. "Don't we get any privacy?"

Banks didn't answer, but instead stepped out into the hall and called to several of the guards. "Hey, this dirtball, this inmate, thinks he deserves some privacy here. What do you guys think of that?"

Seven of the guards followed him in and when Banks pointed out that Adam was the shy one, they all gathered around him and began yelling at him all at once, directing him to strip, faster, faster, and faster. By the time he was naked and his clothes put in the box he was quivering. Brad looked over at Carl and thought Carl was going to cry. Carl was covering his groin with his hands.

That reminded Brad, who laced his fingers together with his thumbs touching his chest. One of the guards saw him and immediately started his verbal attack.

"Who taught you to do that?"

"Mr. Banks, sir!"

"You mean you've been here before?"

"Yes sir! Yesterday sir!"

"Well apparently Mr. Banks isn't scary enough to keep you from coming back here. I'm Mr. Young, and you will be my own personal project for the day. When I'm done with you, I'll bet we never see your naked ass in here again."

"Yes sir! You won't sir!" Brad was not happy to be made a personal project for any of these men.

Banks moved over next to Young. "You really piss me off JD131. You have embarrassed me in front of my staff, made me look like a rookie. I'll find some time to help Mr. Young, rest assured of that. But now I need to convince these two maggots that I do know how to scare the hell out of little boys, and I won't make the same mistake I made with you yesterday and go easy on them! Get over there in a line so we can see what contraband you worms are sneaking into my motel" he screamed as he snapped on the latex gloves for the invasive cavity search.

He did Brad first, and Young took him back to get issued a pair of moccasins like yesterday. When he was done, he was taken past Adam and Carl, who were being threatened with getting a cavity search from each of the guards. Five of them were still yelling instructions, and Carl was crying now. Brad was taken directly to the gym.

"Do you know what fingers, toes and dick means dog crap?" he yelled in Brad's face.

"Yes sir, I do" Brad said loudly.

"Then you get into position and remain like that until I tell you to get up. NOW 131!"

Brad dropped down, wishing his dick was a little longer. He was pretty good at doing pushups, but holding that position quickly had his arms burning. He didn't know where Young was, but he was sure he was being watched. Just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, he heard Mr. Banks yelling at Carl and Adams. As they came running into the gym Mr. Young yelled at him to get up.

Brad was too slow, and Young was right there in his face. "No, maggot, that wasn't fast enough. Give me five pushups, NOW!"

Brad's arms were burning, and he could only just barely do them. In the background he heard Banks yelling fingers, toes, and dick at Adam and Carl. As he completed the fourth one, Brad knew he wasn't going to be able to do five. His arms were shaking so bad that he didn't even make it all the way back up before he dropped down on the floor.

"UP, UP, UP, Get to attention, all three of you!" Young and Banks yelled together. This time Brad used every bit of his remaining strength to push himself up off the floor. He looked at Carl and Adam and saw that each of them was naked no, not quite naked, they each had a pink ribbon tied in a bow around their dicks.

The two leaders immediately got them doing jumping jacks, and while they were doing them a group of ten boys wearing the blue shorts and tee shirts were brought in. Yelling and whistling was allowed to continue for nearly two minutes before the guards got everyone involved in the program.

And so it went, much like yesterday but with far more yelling and screaming at him. Brad was so exhausted that when Young finally told him to stand with his arms on his chest he wasn't sure he could even do that. He noticed for the first time that Adam and Carl were gone and had no idea when they were pulled out.

After the showers when they were taken to lunch he found out why they were gone. Both of them were standing where the line would form with their hands behind their necks and wearing nothing but the pink ribbons. Brad actually felt sorry for them, and they sure did look miserable. Brad knew it would be worse for them as the boys in line would be allowed to grab them and make foul comments to them as they passed.

After lunch they were returned to the check in door. Mr. Young took his last chance to belittle and scream at Brad before telling him he could go and get dressed. But Banks told Adam and Carl to get their boxes and come back to the hallway.

Brad asked Adam to help him secure his hands in the mesh outfit he wore, and looked at the door to see if anyone was paying attention. "You have to ask permission to leave" he whispered as softly as he could.

After another fifteen minutes of yelling and threats of what would happen if any of them were to ever come back again, Brad was given the chance to ask if he could pass. A long silence followed his request before Banks finally told him to stand in front of the door.

Adam, instead of asking if he could go home, asked if he and Carl could get dressed. Banks erupted, screaming at him endlessly before turning to Carl. "Do you want to get dressed before you leave here?" he yelled.

"No sir, I just want to leave" Carl said.

"You mean you would leave your friend here with us and go?" Banks asked. When Carl hesitated, Banks asked "He is your friend, isn't he?"

"Yes sir, he is my friend, but please, I really want to go home."

Banks turned to Young and said "Mr. Young, why don't you check into a room for my new best maggot here so that he can get dressed before he leaves. I'm going to send these two back to their mommies."

"Sure thing; I've got a nice room all picked out for him with a sixteen year old rapist. I think they will get along just fine. Come with me JD 132"

The door buzzed and then opened, and Brad hung back for a second, not believing that they were going to keep Adam here.

"Are you leaving or not" Banks asked.

Carl, holding his clothes in his arms, started to push past Brad. "I'm leaving here, that's for sure!"

Banks grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back. "I don't think so, you forgot your manners. And I can't believe anyone would leave their best friend in a place like this and not even say goodbye. I think there will be room in that bunk for you to share it with JD 130."

Brad turned around, not sure what to do. He was ready to say goodbye, but Banks just pointed out the door as he turned around leading Carl back in. Brad stepped though the door and it closed behind him.

The man was waiting for him. "See that window? I can see you clearly, and if I see you look anywhere except the back of the drivers seat, you'll be back in here. I bet you believe that now, don't you."

"Yes sir, I believe it" Brad said.

"Go get on the bus, I'll be along as soon as I complete my paperwork."

Brad boarded and didn't dare look at anything but the back of the seat in front of him. After about twenty minutes he could here the other man yelling at someone. He wanted so much to look, but was too afraid to turn his head.

In a few minutes, Carl and Adam boarded the bus, both openly crying. They were both naked and still had the ribbons on their dicks. The man followed them on board and dumped their clothes on the front seat before putting a seat belt around Brad and giving his customary warning.

Lunch was still going on when the bus pulled in, but many students were waiting in front of the school for the return of the BBR bus. When the bus parked, the man unbuckled Brad's seat belt and said "I don't want to hear a word from any of you. If I do, you will all ride his bus back to the ranch with me. Now get off my bus and stand at attention until someone dismisses you!"

Brad stood up but allowed Carl and Adam to go past him. He watched with some amusement as each of them stared at the pile of clothes on the front seat as they passed. They stepped off the bus onto the sidewalk, leaving a big gap between them. Brad knew exactly how they must feel; remembering the first time he had to stand naked in front of his classmates. Adam and Carl watched in horror as the kids came running up and seeing the word spread back to those kids still inside the school.

The principal came up accompanied by Brian. "I think your apology will be a little more sincere now than it would have been this morning."

One at a time, the two boys offered up an apology for calling him names. When they were done, the principal asked Brian what should happen next.

"I don't think that's my choice, I was never ever here to hear the insults they made. I think their real target was Brad and they were just trying to get him into more trouble. They succeeded, so let him decide what happens." Brian reached in a pocket and pulled out a pill case, opening it up and handing the pill to Brad. "Before I forget, you need to take this."

"Thank you sir for remembering" Brad said, taking the pill and dry-swallowing it. He looked at the principal and said "As much as I would like to see them have to spend the rest of the day naked and go through what I have to, that's just revenge. I don't think they deserve it. I say let them keep the stupid bows on until they get home, but they can get dressed."

"If it were up to me, I'd keep you just like you are until you got home" the principal said. "But I gave Brian a chance to decide, and he trusted his brother to make the right call. Since Brad thinks you have already gotten what you deserve, I'll leave it just as he said; you have to keep the ribbons on, but you can have them under your clothes. Get dressed and get to class."

Carl and Adam turned to see the man on the bus had dropped their clothes on the sidewalk behind them, and they started scrambling to pick out their own clothes.

"That's mine you asshole" Adam said, grabbing a sock from Carl's hand.

"What? Huh?" Carl said with surprise.

"Just stay the hell away from me from now on" Adam said, pulling his boxers on.

"Who do you think you're talking to" Carl said, moving toward Adam.

Brad stepped between them as Brian said "Brad, stay out of it!"

"No, I can't stay out of it" Brad said. Before he could continue, the man stepped off the bus.

"You three, get on the bus" he said to Brad, Adam, and Carl. All three stared at him for a few seconds, and then Brad's face went red. Brian was waiting for him to explode in anger again, but Brad surprised him by getting on the bus. Adam and Carl, dragging the rest of their clothing with them, followed him.

"If you've got something to say to them, go ahead and say it; your discussion doesn't need to be spread through your whole school" the man said as he and the driver got off the bus, leaving the three boys alone inside. It took a few moments before they realized what had just happened.

"Listen to me," Brad said; "that place was designed to scare us, and it did. They stripped you of your pride, but you guys have been friends since like kindergarten. If you break up now, you let them take your friendship away from you too. Don't let them do it."

"He was going to walk out and leave me there!" Adam said, tears forming in his eyes.

"And if the tables had been turned, can you honestly say you would have volunteered to stay there with him? Look at me and tell me the truth, you would have sold both your kidneys to get out of there, wouldn't you?"

Adam looked down at the floor without answering. "And what about at the beginning when we first got there and Carl was telling them off; what did you do for your friend then? You stood next to me and pretended like you didn't know him."

"But that was different!" Adam said.

Brad ignored him. "I think those guys heard and saw everything, and they knew exactly what they were going to do to you guys right from the start. They're punishing you, and if you let this split up your friendship then you're still be punished. Can you possibly be happier walking away from Carl and never speaking to him again?"

Neither Carl nor Adam said anything. Brad stood up and went to the door, pausing just before he stepped out to say "I think what ever you guys need to do to kiss and makeup, you should do it and get over this. Just don't be on the bus when it heads back to the ranch." With that he stepped off and started towards the school, but the man grabbed his arm and said "Whoa, hold up a minute. Where's that device you keep logs in?"

Brian was still there and gave it to him. "Start it up, and open the log you keep" the man said. When Brian handed it back to him he entered text slowly, seeking each key before he pressed it. Finally he handed it back to Brian who closed the log and gave it to Brad.

Carl and Adam stepped off the bus. Brad looked at them, but couldn't detect if his effort had worked. Both of them still looked angry.

But then Carl smiled and said "You forgot to call us sir, but we've decided we'll let it slip if we can come over to your house tonight after school."

Brad had an idea what they wanted. "Yes sirs, I'm sorry for forgetting. I'll be happy to meet you both after school."

Once back inside the science class, two extra guests were introduced. Both were boys from the elementary school who were in the DANIP program. The first was Dean, and since he wore a L2O collar Brad knew he would be expected to suck him again; and Pete as well. The other boy wore a L1O collar and his name was Ben. Both of them looked very scared.

Brad was beginning to feel a little strange, and he noticed his dick was about half erect. He was building on a desire to beat off, and realized with dismay that the pill he had been given that morning was starting to work.

Team one was called up first again and they explained that they were assisting team two with their report. "Team 2 needs to come up first and get some measurements of our young helpers before we can start" the spokesperson said.

While this is being done, today we want to compare pain responses. We have the data from yesterday to correlate skin temperature and heart rate as a pain response. For Brad today, we are going to experiment with this" the speaker said, holding up a strap about 18 inches long and an inch wide. "This is called a tawse, and it is made of three layers of leather, with one layer folded over to add stiffness to it. Before we could get permission to use this, we were required to use it on at least two members of our team. Based on what happened yesterday, Adam and Carl were volunteered. They will be sent back to the classroom where it will be done in private, with Brad to observe. Then, Brad will choose one of us to use it on him. Brad will receive the average of the number of stokes Carl and Adam get before they ask for it to stop.

Brad, Carl, and Adam left the room while two of the girls from team 2 came and started taking measurements on Dean and Ben's privates. "You'd better hurry with my brother" Deloris said. The girls had hardly started before both boys were hard.

"I warned you to hurry with Dean" Deloris said. "I'll get those measurements for you at home, I see him a lot more often then you do. But Ben, why don't you go ahead and take care of your dick for us so they can finish measuring you."

He didn't know what she meant until Dean leaned over and whispered to him "She wants you to beat off again." Ben's whole face turned red.

"Hey, if we can move over to the lab I can use this for part of my team's biology lesson" the spokesperson for team 5 said. The teacher directed the class over to the laboratory where team 5 hooked him up to devices to measure his respiration, pulse, and blood pressure and put a camera focused on his balls. Then they told him to begin while the leader discussed the changes to watch for as Ben approached orgasm. Poor Ben was so flustered it took him nearly ten minutes before he had a dry cum in front of the class.

Team one's spokesperson then said that they wanted to measure skin temperature and pain response in the younger boys as a benchmark for their report, "and to help team 2 again by seeing if spanking causes them to get hard."

The spanking was simple and straightforward, both boys were taken over the lap of one of the girls on team one and spanked by hand 20 times each, then stood up to face the class while temperature measurements were made of their backsides. Before they were done, Brad, Carl and Adam were back. I looked like Adam might have been crying again.

When Ben was done, he did indeed have another boner. This time he was allowed to return to a seat in the back of the room while Pete, Dean and Brad were given the computer test again for team 4. Once their results, Deloris let Pete sit down while another member of her team opened a jar of a yellowish cream and began to spread it on Dean's balls. Dean was jumping up and down and yelling before the person spreading it was even done and Brad knew then what it was- the same stuff used at area nine in the APA to cause erections and increase sperm production.

While it was being done to Brad, the discussion leader confirmed his belief by telling the class that this would increase the desire for them to masturbate. "And just to increase the test results, we are going to physically manipulate Dean to the point where we think he is ready. We would like to do that to Brad as well, but there is too much chance we could accidentally cause him to shoot, and that isn't allow."

One of the boys on the team had to hold onto Dean's waist to keep him in place while a girl used a soft paint brush to lightly brush the tip of Dean's dick. When his dick began to twitch and jerk on its own, they stopped, causing a loud moan from Dean. Then they had Dean repeat the computer test.

Brad was also in agony. The combined effects of the pills and the cream had caused his dick to become completely erect and he had an overwhelming desire to beat off. But his hands were secured inside the mesh high up near his chest and he was unable to do anything.

The speaker then said "There are, however, some areas that we want to explore to see if they cause a reaction in Brad." Brad was brought to the front of the room where his dick was on display. Another member of the team stood behind him and gently rubbed and pulled on Brad's nipples, which quickly caused Brad's dick to jerk and twitch even more. After a few minutes, they had him repeat the computer program again. It was apparent to all that both Dean and Brad's scores were much lower than before.

The next team was completed quickly as all they had to do was spray the correct half of Dean's body with the hair removal spray and do both sides of Brad.

Then it was time for team one to go back to work on Brad. The speaker asked Carl and Adam how many strokes they each had taken.

"Four for me and six for Adam" Carl answered. "So Brad will receive five, and he has selected me to deliver them."

The tawse was unlike anything Brad had ever been hit with. The first strike caused him to cry, by the last he felt like howling. His backside, still sore from the previous sessions, was on fire, and it felt to him like his skin had been cut open.

"Wow, there's almost no increase in skin temperature" the leader said after conferring with his team, "but his blood pressure and heart rate went up to the maximum we are allowed to cause. I think we can conclude that the tawse causes a whole lot more pain than the strap. Tomorrow we will try a Martinet and see what that's like."

Then left the biology team. In order to give Brad some time to get back under control, they started with Pete. One member of the team picked up a sterile package and began to open it carefully.

"This is a urinary catheter, but unlike the one we used yesterday, this one doesn't have a camera in it yet because we first need to drain Pete's bladder." While he was talking, another member of his team was wiping the tip Pete's penis with a alcohol rub.

"No way, you guys aren't going to stick that thing inside my dick" Pete was saying, but the team had expected this and was already using the straps on the gynecology chair to hold him in place.

"Just like yesterday, each of us had to have this done to us by each team member before we were allowed to do this, so I've actually had this done three times. It doesn't hurt, Pete, trust me."

While one boy slowly pushed the tip into Pete's dick, another was connecting the other end to a plastic bag. Once the tip was inserted into Pete's bladder the urine began running down the tube into the bag. Several kids watching said "Gross!"

When his bladder was done draining, a tiny camera was inserted into the tubes, giving the class a look at the inside of a bladder. After several questions, the equipment was removed.

Pete was released, and Brad took his place. They team lifted Brad's legs up over his head, giving them access to his anus. Another sterile package was opened, and the device was inserted into Brad. A quick explanation was given as to what they were seeing and then the probe was pushed further in.

"The first thing I want to point out is this little lump right here" the spokesman said, pointing at a spot on the monitor. "This is his prostrate, and this plays a big role in reproduction." He went on to explain the purpose, and then said "Now, which what happens when we rub the camera across it."

The boy doing the insertion gave the cable a slight twist and Brad moaned and jerked at the contact. "It's a real sensitive spot, and if Brad wasn't already hard it would quickly give him an erection." After answering a few more questions, they continued the rest of the exam until time was up.