This is a long story about a young adult male thoroughly humiliated by females of all ages. He suffers forced public nakedness, masturbation, spanking, and all manner of humiliations. Lots of CFNM and teasing/denial. Should appeal to submissive masturbators. It’s in several parts; the formatting reflects the way I received it in an alt.* newsgroup circa 1995.
Tom Hyde couldn’t believe what was happening to him. An hour
before he had been in a business suit at a local tavern where he’d
been picked up by a gorgeous dark-haired woman in her mid-thirties.
Tom, still a virgin at twenty-five. Tom, who had never before been
naked in front of a woman, was now in this woman’s house, stripped
naked and lying on his back on the floor in the middle of her living
room. He had his legs up in the air and knees bent. His left wrist
shackled to his left ankle and his right wrist shackled to his right
ankle left him completely exposed to the eyes of Beverly, who was
staring at him with her hands on her hips and a smug smile on her
"Shame on You, Mr. Hyde!" by Dr. Phil
Author's Foreword The following story is a chronicling of the events which happened to Mr. Thomas Hyde approximately one year ago, during the summer of 1991. My name is Dr. Phyllis Hyde-Benson and I am the sister of Tom Hyde. I am 37 years old, married with two children, and a Psychologist. In all fairness, both my name and my brother's have been altered for obvious reasons, but the events depicted in the following have been transcribed as accurately as possible. About six months ago I was persuaded by my cousin Kathy to accompany her to Tom's house on a Saturday afternoon. I was con- cerned that Tom had been acting strangely the past few months and Kathy hinted that I might find out part of the reason if I were to accompany her. My curiosity was piqued, along with a bit of jealousy. After all, I was Tom's older sister and had practically helped raise him. Not only that, but I was also a practicing psychologist and I was a bit peeved to think that Tom would confide in his cousin Kathy, whom he was never really close to, and not come to me for help. I had spent a dozen years helping patients with problems and I felt I had seen and heard just about everything; but NOTHING could have prepared me for the sight I got when Kathy and I entered Tom's house that Saturday... I blushed and am embarrassed to say I nearly passed out right there in his living room. In spite of all my training, I just couldn't handle it. First I denied to myself what my own eyes were witnessing, then I felt pity for Tom. Seconds later that pity turned to disgust and then anger as I ran out the door. I drove home, leaving Kathy stranded behind. I was mad at her too, since it was obvious she knew beforehand what was going on. For the next several weeks I refused to even think about my brother and banked my anger within. I even avoided Kathy and refused to return her calls. Eventually I came to realize that I was doing exactly what I would counsel my own patients NOT to do. I decided that I, myself, needed some expert counseling. I decided to seek help in this matter from one of my associates who would be able to counsel me without emotion on how to deal with this situation. What she advised me to do turns out to be exactly what I would have counseled one of my own patients: I couldn't run away, but had to face this head on. At first Tom was reluctant to see me, but Kathy interceded for me and that's how I found myself face to face with Tom one Sunday afternoon having coffee and just talking well into the evening. It was an embarrassing meeting for both of us. I took a tape recorder with me and asked him to relay all of the details of what had happened to him, starting right from the beginning. His `girlfriend' Beverly was present and she helped fill in some of the details with her own recol- lections. As part of my own therapy I have written a chronological accounting of those first days. Through copious notes and the help of the tape recorder I have attempted to reconstruct conversations and events exactly as they happened. I have taken some small liberties to flesh out bits of con- versations and events to keep the story continuous and readable, but most of what you are about to read happened exactly as portrayed. A few weeks ago I began finalizing all of my notes into a single story and uploading it, a chapter at a time, to a computer bulletin board. The intent was that by sharing and discussing this story with others who would appreciate and understand it, I could also share the burden that goes along with it and make it all seem somehow acceptable. What I didn't count on was how deeply this story would affect my own desires. I found myself being aroused by the story, even as I was writing it. I was especially intrigued with how EASILY a young, naive man like my brother could be so quickly and completely dominated by an experienced woman! As I wrote I found myself imagining how even I, myself, would be able to achieve such complete domination of an inexperienced young man if I wanted to. It's really so easy it's almost laughable. This foreword is meant to be read first but I have actually written it last. I have just completed the last chapter of my narrative and will be uploading it shortly, along with this `Foreword'. Even though I am a happily married mother of two, I find myself completely infatuated with the concept of perhaps finding my own naive young man and capturing him. I still pity my brother for what he has become, but now I find myself admiring Beverly for what she has accomplished! Next week I intend to stop into a small tavern after work for a few drinks... Dr. Phyllis Hyde-Benson Tom Hyde couldn't believe what was happening to him. An hour before he had been in a business suit at a local tavern where he'd been picked up by a gorgeous dark-haired woman in her mid-thirties. Tom, still a virgin at twenty-five. Tom, who had never before been naked in front of a woman, was now in this woman's house, stripped naked and lying on his back on the floor in the middle of her living room. He had his legs up in the air and knees bent. His left wrist shackled to his left ankle and his right wrist shackled to his right ankle left him completely exposed to the eyes of Beverly, who was staring at him with her hands on her hips and a smug smile on her face. "My my, you look absolutely yummy!" she said, shaking her head and barely suppressing a slight giggle. Tom moaned and rocked a little on his back. His wrists were cuffed to the inside of each of his ankles so he was unable to close his legs. He tried to imagine what he looked like just then but the thought made him shudder and blush an even deeper red. "Now don't you worry about a thing, Tommy. Beverly's gonna take real good care of you. But you've got to be truly mine, body and soul. You've bared your body to me. Now I want your soul, too." With that she sat down on the floor next to him and began lightly running her fingers up and down the crack of his ass. He began squirming and wriggling his hips and moaning "Oh..YES... I L-O-V-E you!" His voice was shaking and his whole body twisting but she gave him no relief. His penis was rock hard and laying flat against his belly. She began lightly stroking it and then bent and touched the tip of her tongue to the sensitive glans just under the head. This caused his cock to jump up and down and his anus began opening and contracting. Beverly cupped his balls and said in a cajoling, taunting voice, "I want you to bare your soul to me. I need to hear you confess your darkest and most embarrassing secrets to me. Tell me, Tommy. Tell me so I can own your mind along with your body." Tommy was writhing now. She would bring him near the point of ejaculation but she kept backing off just before he could cum. It was uncanny! The older woman could look at him and read him like a book. In a way Tommy wanted her to own him. All his life, worrying about meeting a girl and making love to her. Would he be awkward? Would she know it was his first time and laugh at him? Tommy couldn't bear that thought. Now here was Beverly. With Beverly he didn't have to hide a thing. He wanted her to know his innermost secrets. He thought a moment and began: "There's a teenaged girl who lives right across the street from me. Her n-name is Linda." He was squirming a bit but he still managed to get the words out. "She's a beautiful girl and she had an incredible crush on me. I didn't know it but I guess she fantasized a little and told some of her friends that I liked her back and someday we'd get married. I used to watch her from my window when she was outside. She's turning into a real beauty all right. Long trim legs and a pretty face. When she'd bend over to get something I'd s-stare at her ass... I know it was wrong of me, but I couldn't help myself." "One day she was outside with two of her friends when I happened to walk out to my car. She was dressed in pink shorts and sneakers and she stood in the driveway smiling at me. All of a sudden I started to get an erection! It was incredibly embarrassing. I tried shifting my stance and hoped that nobody would notice it. I just wanted to get into my car and get away before anyone saw it. Just then her two friends came running up and said `Hello Mr. Hyde. Linda was telling us how the two of you are going to be getting married in a few years and live in your house. How exciting!' They were giggling and it was obvious that they were taunting Linda. I could have helped her out of this but I was so worried about getting out of there before they noticed my hard-on that I snapped back at her instead." "That's not true. Linda is a nice girl but she shouldn't be making up stories. I already have a girlfriend and telling fibs like that can only cause trouble." With that I managed to slip into my car, my erection subsiding somewhat. Linda was shamefaced. I'd never seen a girl blush so red before. Her friends pointed at her and laughed and taunted "We KNEW you were lying. He already has a girlfriend. See! Hahaha! What would he want with a skinny little squirt like you anyway?" As I drove away I glanced in my mirror and saw that Linda was close to tears. She was looking at my car and I'll never forget how hurt she seemed that day. The next day I saw her outside again and I wanted to go over and apologize to her but as soon as she saw me she ran into the house. I've never felt so low in my life. My carelessness had hurt her when all it would have taken was a little more tact to help her out. I felt so ashamed I didn't want to see her anymore and avoided going outside whenever she was around. I wished there was something I could do to make it up to her." "Don't worry Tommy, perhaps you will one day" Beverly said as she continued to torment him on the floor. Now that the story was over he began bucking his hips and pleading for Beverly to let him cum. "Not just yet, Tommy, but soon." Then she disappeared into the next room and came back with a small camera. "Now that you're almost ready, I want to take a few snapshots for my personal use." Tommy started twisting when he saw the camera but there was really nothing he could do about it. He was trapped. Beverly focused the lens and <CLICK> he was on film. She walked around him clicking a half dozen more shots. She told Tommy to smile once and to stick his tongue through his lips like he was really getting off. He didn't want to do it but she touched him a few times and promised that they were just for her own enjoyment and that they would both get off looking at them later. Tommy obliged. He had gone this far and each new step began seeming more and more natural for him to take. She then rolled him over onto his side and then up on his knees so that his head was on the floor and his arms were between his legs, still connected to his ankles. This brought his ass into prominence and she snapped a few more pictures. When she finally put the camera down she said "Time to get some sleep Tommy, tomorrow's gonna be a big day!" "I can't stay here all night like this!" He cried. "Besides, it's only Tuesday night and I have to go to work tomorrow!" "Tomorrow you are going to call in sick" she said, matter of factly. "What's the name of your boss over there at Venture Publications?" "Mrs. Peterson", Tom said. "Gloria Peterson". "Well Tommy, tomorrow morning you'll call Mrs. Peterson up on the phone and tell her you've got a 24-hour bug and you won't be in. Then you'll spend the day with me." With that she bent over and lightly ran her fingers up and down the crack of his exposed ass once again and turned off the light. As an afterthought she gave him one stinging slap on his ass as she walked past him to her bedroom. "Good night, Tommy dear. Don't let the bed bugs bite!". Then her door was closed and she was gone. Tommy knelt there uncomfortably in the dark and tried to figure out just what had gone wrong. He was hot as a poker and the stinging from the slap made his dick throb even harder. Hell, she hadn't even let him cum yet! In the morning Beverly came to him and unlocked the cuffs. She told him where the bathroom was and to clean himself up. After that Beverly made them both coffee, toast and juice, while he called Mrs. Peterson to tell her he was sick and wouldn't be coming in that day. After they ate Beverly told Tommy to get dressed, but she held back his jockey shorts. "Your days of wearing underpants are over mister. From now on I want you bare underneath your pants." She gave him a playful pinch and watched as he got dressed. They walked out to Tommy's car and she said "Let's go over to your house. I want to see where you live." They drove over in silence and soon came to a small white house in a sunny neighborhood. There was a driveway off to the right but Beverly told Tommy to park the car in front of the house and then they both got out. It was about 11:00am on a beautiful sunny summer day and there were four young ladies sitting on the grass near the car giggling and playing some sort of a game. Mrs. Whitford, one of Tom's neighbors, was sitting on her porch. She ignored him as they walked up the path towards the house. She was still mad at him. She had complained that one of his trees was blocking her sunlight and when he didn't do anything about it she took it upon herself to do a little midnight pruning. Tommy confronted her the next day and, in a moment of unusual anger, he called her a lying old witch! Now she wouldn't speak to him. Oh well, you can't have everything. The girls looked up and said "Hello Mr. Hyde" and then Tom and Beverly were on the porch, and then in the house. As soon as the door was shut Beverly grabbed Tommy by the crotch and told him to strip naked. Tommy didn't know why he jumped to obey her so quickly. Perhaps it was because he was still so horny from his unsatisfied evening. At any rate, in less than a minute his clothes were on the floor and he was stark naked. No jockey shorts this time. "Very good!" Beverly said, obviously pleased. "Now today you are going to do EVERYTHING I say. Not because I have a whole roll of film of you last night, but because deep down inside you really WANT me to take charge of your life." Tom winced when she reminded him of the photographs but he also knew that she was right. He did enjoy the feeling of helpless- ness before her. It was something he never acknowledged to himself. Perhaps this secret longing that he denied all his life was what had kept him so shy and afraid of girls. Beverly then ordered him down on the floor on all fours. Tom felt a little self-conscious, but at least the door was shut and all of the window shades were down. As he knelt there Beverly opened her pocketbook and took out a collar and leash. She put the collar around his neck and snapped the leash onto it. "Now, wouldn't the neighbors love to see you like this?" she teased him. Tommy gasped and blushed red as she tugged on the leash and began walking him around the room. She walked him into the kitchen and then into each of the two bathrooms, and finally the bedroom. After this she walked him back into the living room again. Tom's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment and Beverly was obviously enjoying this immensely. "Thank you for the grand tour, sweetheart. Now lie on your back and put your legs up in the air again with your knees bent wide. You can hold onto your feet for support if you wish. Now listen carefully. If you let your legs down for any reason, even for a second, I'll chain you in position like I did last night and then whip you." Tommy rolled over and succeeded in getting into the required position. Once again, with his knees bent and legs in the air he was on complete display to the older woman. She walked over to the telephone and said "Now, what's the phone number of that girl, Linda, that you told me about last night?" "NO!" Tommy snapped. Somehow he managed to retain his po- sition, but she was taking this a little too far! Beverly walked over to Tommy and bent down and gave him a hard slap on his ass. "Don't you EVER say NO to me again, mister. Remember that roll of photographs that I have. I can be awfully mean when I don't get what I want, and right now I want you to keep your legs up and to tell me the phone number of that girl!" next to the phone. The name is Murray, Linda Murray... Oh God, please don't..." Beverly flipped down to the M's and found the number for Mur- ray. It was right across the street just like he'd said. She dialed the phone and after a couple of rings she heard a young girl's voice on the other end. "Hello. Is this Linda Murray? Wonderful! My name is Beverly and I'm calling from Mr. Hyde's house. Are you very busy just now?... Oh... your parents are out and you're listening to some records with a couple of your friends. Well, honey, Mr. Hyde asked me to call and tell you he's sorry that he embarrassed you in front of your friends. He knows it was wrong of him and he wanted to apologize but he was afraid you wouldn't want to see him... That's right... If you wouldn't mind leaving your friends alone for awhile, would you mind coming over here so he can apologize to you in person?... I know, but he has something he wants to show you... You would? Wonderful! He'll be sooo happy! See you in a couple of minutes." Beverly hung up the phone and walked over to Tommy, who was openly sobbing and begging her not to do this to him. "One more thing we've got to get straight between us, mister. From now on, when you talk to me you will address me as 'Mistress'. You got that? Now I mean it. If you ever forget to address me properly from this moment on, well, you won't BELIEVE what I'll put you through. You got that sweetie?" "Y-Y-ESS......Mistress" Tom managed to choke out. Just then the doorbell rang and Beverly went over to answer it. Tommy was on the far side of the room on the floor behind the sofa, so he couldn't be seen from the door. He tried to stop his sobbing, hoping that if he wasn't noticed Beverly...err.. Mistress Beverly would change her mind and send the girl away with some excuse. Beverly opened the door and there stood an absolutely lovely girl, just like Tommy had described her. She was about five foot four with dark hair. She was wearing a pair of white cut-off jeans that showed off her long trim legs, and a halter top. She looked up at Beverly but was obviously still a little undecided if she wanted to forgive Mr. Hyde just yet. He'd humiliated her, in front of her friends, and that kind of wound does not heal easily when you're a teenager. "You must be Linda. Hi, I'm Beverly. Won't you come in?" Beverly closed the door and stood right in front of her and said "Linda, I'm going to show you something but I've got to make sure you can handle it first. I know that Mr. Hyde embarrassed you in front of your friends. It was wrong of him, but he's paying for that right now. You see, Linda, Mr. Hyde has been very bad recently and he's being punished for everything he's done. He's on the other side of that couch right now and if you think you can handle it I believe he'd like to show you just how sorry he is... and the terrible price he's paying." "Oh...god....please....no...." came a choked moan from behind the couch. Linda was taken back but then her curiosity got the better of her. "Yes, I believe I can handle it Beverly. At least I THINK I can." She was obviously interested and she lifted her head a bit and stood on her toes trying to see where the noise had come from. Beverly led her through the room and around to the back of the sofa. When she first saw him she gasped and took a half step backwards. Then she caught hold of herself and walked a little closer. Tommy had maintained position. He was lying there with his legs up and spread wide and his knees bent. His eyes were closed tight and he was shaking his head back and forth and murmuring "No...please don't let her see me like this....pleeease....." "Look who's here to see you, dear. Open your eyes and say hello to Linda." Tom slowly opened his eyes and saw the two of them standing there. The tall mid-thirtyish woman dressed in casual slacks and a blouse, and the teenager with the short cut-offs and the legs that wouldn't end. Beverly was smiling at him with a look of pure innocence, as if there were nothing wrong with this situation, while Linda stared wide-eyed in disbelief. That disbelief slowly changed into a look of smug satisfaction as she turned to Beverly and said "Thank you Beverly. I'm sure I can handle this. He's getting just what he deserves!" "Oh, it's not over, honey. Hardly even started, actually. You see, Tommy has been such a bad boy that he's going to get a spanking! Right here. And he's going to ask you to be the one to give it to him. Isn't that right, Tommy?" Tommy's face was scarlet. In spite of himself he had also got a raging hard-on and he knew that Linda was staring at it, along with his exposed balls and his winking anus. He was already fucked. He knew his life wouldn't be worth shit if Linda or Beverly told anybody about this. "Yes, Mistress" he managed to choke out. Turning to Linda, Beverly asked "Wouldn't you like to give him the spanking that he deserves?" "I don't know" Linda replied. I think he deserves to get one but I don't think I want to be the one to do it. I wouldn't mind watching, though!" She grinned smugly at Tommy. "Oh, well that's a real shame. Perhaps Tommy can change your mind if he begs you well enough. He had better HOPE that you agree to spank him..." she added ominously. "You see, in twenty minutes Tommy is going to get a spanking. Either you or I will do it. If you do it, it will be right here in the privacy of his living room. If he can't convince YOU to spank him then I will do it myself, only I will do it outside in the back seat of his car." Tommy almost choked when he heard this! He started to sob uncontrollably. Beverly continued "If I have to be the one to do it, I will lead Tommy outside just as he is now, naked and leashed, on his hands and knees, right up to his car where those four girls are still sitting. I will put Tommy into the back seat and spank him until he cries. I will then take him out of the car and lead him back into the house the same way. This isn't an idle threat, I assure you I'll do it. The only way that Tommy can avoid this ordeal is if he can get you to give him the spanking. It has to be hard and at least 100 slaps. Anything less won't count. Now you have a choice to make Linda. Are you mad enough at him to see him humiliated like this, or would you prefer to administer justice yourself?." "I...I just don't know," Linda stammered. "That would be hor- ribly embarrassing for poor Mr. Hyde..." but Beverly noted to her satisfaction that Linda's young nipples were hard as little bullets against her top and she still had that little smile on her lips. "Well, I guess it's all up to Tommy then. Tommy, you have exactly 20 minutes to beg Linda to give you a spanking. I'm talking REAL humiliation here! You're to wiggle your ass and beg and plead and do anything you can to humiliate yourself in front of her and if you do a good enough job, perhaps Linda will feel that you've been shamed enough. If not....." She left the rest unspoken. "By the way, I see that you have a nice little home entertainment center here... what's this? Oh lovely, a video camera! I think I'll just set this up here so I can have some fond memories for my `personal' collection". She laughed as she set the video camera up on a tripod, turned the power on and began to focus on poor Tommy. "First thing Tommy, I want you to reach around with your left hand and insert your middle finger into your asshole. That's right, now I want you to take your right hand and begin to jack off for Linda and me. Remember, DO NOT CUM! If you do, your fate will be sealed. Now, camera's rolling, you have 20 minutes starting NOW!" Beverly stayed by the camera but Linda chose to sit down on the sofa right in front of Tommy, who was pumping with both hands. "Please Linda, please spank me!" He cried. "I was such a bad boy to humiliate you in front of your friends and I'm really sorry. Please spank me...p-please." As the camera whirred, Linda warmed up to this unusual oppor- tunity. "Take your finger out of your asshole Tommy and use your left hand to spread your asscheeks as wide as they'll go! Use only two fingers to rub your dick!" She was really getting into this. For the next ten minutes Tommy subjected himself to the most intense humiliation possible. He told Linda that he was a naughty little boy and that he really wanted her to give him a spanking. He crawled around on the floor slapping his own ass as the camera followed his every move. The two ladies were laughing hysterically! "This is just too much!" Linda said, wiping her eyes. "You know, I think I just might spank him, but before I do, do you think it would be all right if I called my two friends over to see him beg some more? They'd LOVE it!" "I think that's a simply marvelous idea, Linda! What do you think, honey? Should you ask Linda to invite her friends over to see you beg, or do you want to disappoint her?" "P-P-Please L-Linda... please ask your friends to come over to see me beg..." Tommy was completely out of control. He had gone so far out on a limb that he knew there was no stopping. Beverly had so much on him right now that there was no way he could refuse her anything. Beverly put the camera on hold and told Tommy to stop touching himself, but maintain position. In the meantime Linda grabbed the phone and anxiously punched in her number. "Hello Tina? This is Linda, yeah I'm still across the street but you gotta see this!" she blurted out in her teenage excitement. "Mr. Hyde is over here with me and another woman and he's got no clothes on! That's right, he's butt-naked and that's not all... he's being punished! In a few minutes he's going to get this incredible spanking and I thought that you and Ellen would like to see it... but listen up. This is really important. You GOTTA promise never to say anything about this to ANYBODY. You promise? Great! Come on over, and hurry!" This was crazy, Tom thought. Right now he should be at work, doing his job while trying to cast covert glances at the luscious asses of his two co-workers. Just 24 hours earlier he had been doing exactly that. Now here he was waiting for three teenage girls to look at HIS ass and hear him beg one of them to give him a spanking! And there wasn't anything he could do about it. He had degraded and shamed himself to a level that was almost unimaginable. And it was all on tape! Tommy wiped the tears away from his eyes just as he heard the rapping on the door. From the giggling he heard on the other side he knew it was Tina and Ellen. Linda rushed to the door and opened it. "Come on in, hurry! Remember, not a word to anybody, promise? Wait till you see this!" She led the other girls over to where Tom was lying on the floor. Just like her, they both stopped and took a half step back. But then they both put their hands over their mouths and bent over laughing. Perhaps it was because they had some idea what to expect, or perhaps it was because there were three of them together, but they warmed up to the sight almost immediately. "I thought you were joking!" Tina gasped, "but this is un-real! Is he really going to get a spanking?" Both of her friends looked at each other and started giggling again. "Yes" replied Beverly. "I can assure you of that. Right now it's just a question of who... and where" she added looking down at Tommy with a smile on her face. "Watch this!" Linda said, "Tommy, I want you to apologize for lying about our...relationship". Then I want you to kiss my feet, then Tina's feet, then Ellen's feet, and then return to what you were doing before I called them over." Linda motioned to the other two girls to sit on the couch with her as Beverly turned the video camera back on. Tommy got on his knees in front of Linda. "I'm soooo sorry that I lied to your friends when I said that I wasn't interested in you. That was a bad thing to do and I beg you to forgive me." He then put his head down and kissed Linda's sneakers. He crawled over to Tina and Ellen and kissed their sneakers too. Then he crawled back to where he had been, got back on his back with his legs up in the air spread wide and his knees bent and began begging Linda once again to give him a spanking. Tina and Ellen went nuts. They couldn't believe what they were seeing! Tom began stroking his penis with one hand and spreading his asscheeks with the other. His anus was opening and closing like a fish's mouth, gasping in the air, while the three girls laughed, and the camera whirred. After about five more minutes of this, Linda said "Okay Beverly, I think he's shamed himself enough. I guess I'll give him a spanking." Tears of happiness flowed in Tom's eyes. "Oh Thank you! Thank you!" Linda made a motion for Tom to get up and drape himself across her knees. Both Tina and Ellen were still sitting beside her so they got a great view. Linda lifted her hand into the air and WHAP! That was one. She was a little surprised by the sound but her hand felt good against the yielding flesh of Tom's ass. "That's one" Beverly called out. "Ninety-nine more to go and they better be HARD ones or they don't count." Linda began to get a rhythm going. As she slapped, Tom bucked and sobbed and her two friends laughed their hearts out. Beverly watched from the side, still directing the video camera. At fifty slaps Tom was sobbing out of control. At fifty-five slaps, a loud buzzer started sounding. It made everyone stop to see what was going on. Beverly opened her pocketbook and reached in to take out what looked like a small kitchen timer. "Oh my!" Beverly said, "looks like time's run out, and you haven't had your whole spanking yet. What a pity!" Tom stopped sobbing almost instantly. He couldn't believe what he was hearing! She wouldn't really do it, would she? She couldn't possibly, could she? "NO-NO-NO, it's not fair! You can't do that to me!" Tom fell off Linda's knees to the floor and began sobbing again. "What was that, mister!" Beverly barked as she walked over and stood directly over his pathetic form. "Did I hear the NO word from you, after I've warned you?" Beverly looked down at him and began chuckling. "I was only going to say that since Linda had not finished, you were going to have to beg her for some more time. Tom's heart sunk. "But now you have to be taught once and for all that you NEVER say NO to me." With that she reached down and picked up the leash. "Let's go, chum. We're gonna take a little walk in the fresh air!" Tom's mind was reeling. She couldn't actually be going to do this to him, could she? She had been just using it as a threat to get what she wanted, wasn't she? This was unimaginable shame! He had just spent the last 20 minutes humiliating himself in front of her and three teenage girls in his own house, begging until Linda agreed to spank him while they all laughed. Now, was Beverly really going to follow through with the rest of her plans for him? Oh God, please don't let it happen... "What's she gonna do with him now?" Ellen asked. Linda and Tina were too busy laughing to speak but Linda finally got her com- posure and said "You ain't seen NOTHING yet! Just watch!" Beverly tugged on the leash and pulled Tom, naked and on all fours, towards the front door. "You brought this on yourself, young man. I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget. NEVER say NO to me again!" With that she grabbed the handle and swung open the front door, flooding the living room with light from the bright sunny day. "Oh P-L-E-A-S-E don't do this to me Mistress!" Tom wailed. "I've learned my lesson, honest! I PROMISE I'll never say NO to you again. Only please don't take me outside like this. Someone might see me!" "Someone's definitely gonna see you alright" Beverly laughed. "Those four girls who were sitting on the lawn near your car are still there! And that old woman is still on her porch. You'll be seen alright. The question is, by how many and for how long?" With that she gave one more tug on the leash and led Tommy out onto his front porch. The three teenagers inside were holding their stomachs laughing again and their eyes were riveted to Tommy's flaming red ass. Proof positive of the spanking he'd just received over Linda's knees. Beverly bent over Tommy and whispered quietly "Remember that tape I just made of you. I can have a lot of copies of that made up by tonight and you wouldn't believe how vindictive I can get when I'm not happy." Tommy felt his heart in his stomach. Though it was a warm day the wind felt cool against his naked body, especially against his flaming hot asscheeks. With one final tug Beverly led him down the steps and began the slow trek down the path to the car parked in front of the house. Nobody had seen him yet. The four girls seemed to be pre-occupied with their conversation. As they neared the car one of them happened to look up and she inhaled a big gasp of air. "LOOK!" she pointed. Immediately the other three girls stopped what they were doing and looked up to see what she was pointing at. He was about 20 feet from them, but by the time he got to the car door he would be within 10 feet and in full view. His cock was still stiff from his previous ordeal and his arms were shaking as he crawled. This only increased his shame. "That's Mr. Hyde!" one of the girls said. "What are you doing to Mr. Hyde, m'am?" "It's a secret", Beverly said. "Can you girls keep a secret?" "YES!" they all chimed. "We won't tell... what are you doing?" "It seems that Mr. Hyde here has been a VERY naughty boy and I'm going to give him a spanking." "You can't do that" one of the girls said. "He's too OLD for a spanking." "Oh no he isn't" replied Beverly. "He was VERY naughty and he's going to get treated just like any other naughty little boy would." "Wow!" Another of the girls giggled. "Can we watch?" "I'm afraid not, but you'll be able to listen!" With that they had reached the car and Beverly reached out to open the door. "Ooops, it's locked. I don't suppose you have the key on you?" she laughed. The girls laughed too. Where would he be carrying a key? Tommy groaned and then Beverly reached into her pocket. "Here it is, just teasing you!" Again the four girls laughed. Tommy wanted to die of shame. Beverly opened the car door then reached in to swing the seats to their most forward position, giving her as much room as possible. She got back out and then ordered Tommy to climb into the back seat and kneel on all fours on the seat cushion with his face pressed all the way down and his rump up in the air. Beverly climbed in after him and closed the door. The first thing she did was to reach over and open all of the car windows. "My, it's stuffy in here. Let's get a little air circulating." Tommy just groaned. They'll hear all right, every slap. Before she started, Beverly had a few words for Tommy: "Now listen, sweetie. I'm going to spank you until you cry. Do you hear that? I don't care how long it takes but I will keep spanking you until you're crying like a baby. Now if you resist me, well that means that we're gonna be out here a looooong time, drawing more attention every minute. That's all I've got to say." With those terrifying words she lifted her hand up and delivered the first stinging CRACK! right onto his already burning asscheek. "Owwwww" Tommy wailed. "Please...." he whimpered. Beverly gave him no relief but continued slapping his ass, varying the rhythm and moving from cheek to cheek. "Wow! He's REALLY getting it good!" he heard one of the girls exclaim. The others just giggled, as young girls will. Another of the girls crept around the back of the car and stood up to peep into the window on the opposite side. When she did she was only about a foot from Tommy's head. "WOW!" she said again. "You should see how red his bum is!" That was the last straw. Tommy couldn't hold out anymore. He began crying his eyes out just like a baby. His whole body heaved and shook with sobs. He was suffering from far worse than the pain. Tommy, who was still a virgin... who until last night had never taken his clothes off in front of a woman... who's greatest fear was that one might laugh at him... had sunk so low that he knew he could never ever look a woman, of ANY age, in the eye again without blushing red from embarrassment. Beverly heard the tears and stopped the spanking. She opened the car door and got out, pulling at Tommy's leash until he followed her. Back on all fours he was led again, up the path towards his porch and open door. Mrs. Whitford was on her way there too. She wanted to intercept them before they got into the house. As Tommy was led up the porch stairs Beverly paused a bit so that Mrs. Whitford could catch up. This left Tommy kneeling on the top stair of his front porch with his red ass still facing the laughing girls, who had followed him back to the porch. One of them reached out and touched it. "WOW! it's hot!" she said. Each of the girls wanted to touch his ass while Mrs. Whitford came puffing up the stairs. "I saw what you did!" she said to Tommy. "That was disgusting, and in front of those young girls, too. I'm going to call the police and have you ARRESTED!" "Now wait just a minute please, m'am" Beverly said. If you have him arrested then they'll take him away and give him clothes and lock him up. If you don't say anything then he'll stay with ME, and I have LOTS more things in mind for this young man!" At that Mrs. Whitford stopped short. She looked down at Tommy, who was still sobbing uncontrollably and slowly a huge grin spread across her face. "Now that you mention it, I guess I didn't see anything after all... and I was out here on my porch ALL DAY!" She leaned over so Tommy could see her face. "I'm glad you found a woman who knows how to handle you, Mr. Hyde." She chuckled and stood upright. As she walked down the steps she took the op- portunity to give his ass one more wallop and then walked back to her porch, laughing the whole way. "Yup!" she yelled. "I was out here ALL DAY and didn't see nothing!" Beverly led Tommy back into the house and shut the door as the four girls yelled "Bye, Mr. Hyde! We didn't see NOTHING either!" The door swinging shut mercifully closed off their giggling. Back in the house, the three teenage girls had been anxiously awaiting Tommy's return. They didn't want to go outside in case anybody saw them with Mr. Hyde like that. "That was excellent, Beverly" said Linda. "I don't think I ever had so much fun. The other girls agreed. "What are you gonna do to him now, Beverly?" asked Tina. "That's about all for today, girls. Poor Tommy has had a very hard day and he's gonna need his rest. He has to go to work tomor- row. Speaking of hard, I don't think poor Tommy's had a chance to cum yet. Tommy, would you like to jack yourself off for us before the girls have to go home? I think you know the required position."
Tommy moaned. Would this never end? The three girls went back and sat on the couch again while Beverly resumed her position at the video camera. Tommy crawled over and laid on his back in front of the couch, facing the girls. He lifted his legs into the air, widely spread and bent at the knees. Beverly warned him not to cum until all three teenage girls had given him permission... or else! Tommy grabbed hold of his throbbing cock and began pumping it hard. "No, not like that" Beverly said. "Use just your thumb and two fingers, and when you start getting close you'd better beg these young ladies to let you cum. You wouldn't want to see me angry at you again..." That's all Tommy needed to hear. He grabbed his cock in the prescribed manner and began stroking it while the girls looked on in wonder. None of them had ever seen an erect penis before today. Now they were about to see a man masturbate right in front of them! It only took a short while before Tommy could feel the pressure building up in him. He began to beg the girls "Please Linda, please let me cum, please Tina and Ellen, please... " The girls were mesmer- ized. They could see the sweat beading up on his forehead. They could see him squirming and wiggling his ass on the carpet. And best of all, they could hear him begging THEM to allow him to cum! When he was thrashing around wildly, first Tina and then Ellen told him he could cum. Linda was still holding out. After all, this was HER revenge and she wanted to savor it. Finally, as he was arching his back and begging her pitifully, she smiled a real big smile and said "OK, you can cum... asshole". With that the girls saw him go completely stiff. His balls seemed to rise up in his sack and nest close to the base of his cock. Suddenly he was moaning loudly and his balls were shooting jets of white cum up into the air. While some of it shot over his head, most of it landed on his chest and stomach. After he stopped thrashing around Beverly said "That's it, show's over girls. I hope you enjoyed yourselves." "Oh yes, thank you soooo much Beverly. We had a great time and don't worry, we won't breathe a word of this to anyone, except to ourselves of course. We'll be talking this over for a long time!" "Glad you could come, girls. Say, are you girls gonna be free for dinner tomorrow night?" I could make a meat loaf and we could have Tommy here wait on us! Would you like that?" "Great! Sure!" they echoed. "We wouldn't want to miss tomor- row, especially after what we just saw today! Thank you. Thank you very much!" As the girls left they took one last look at Tommy. He was still on the floor. Then they closed the door behind them. Tommy could hear their laughter as the door shut. Beverly began rewinding the video tape. "Well, young man. You've had quite a day, haven't you!" I'm going to leave you now. I've got some work to do in my studio. You get some rest and go to work tomorrow. Just make sure that you leave work by 4:30. I want you in this house before 5:00pm and woe betide you if you make me wait. Tell Mrs. Peterson that you have a doctor's appointment or something, but don't keep me waiting.... and remember, no jockey shorts!" Beverly bent down and kissed him gently on the forehead. Then she grabbed the tape and went out the door. Tom woke up the next morning and for a moment he thought the entire day before had been a dream. Then as he sat up he winced as his sore ass rubbed the sheets and he realized that it had all been real. How could he have done those things to himself! In front of Linda and her friends and the girls out by the car! God, even Mrs. Whitford had seen him! He showered and shaved and began to get dressed for work. He had already put his jockey shorts on when he remembered that he wasn't allowed to wear them anymore and he pulled them off. His trousers felt weird against his bare ass and the soreness would be a constant reminder of the day before. He made himself a cup of coffee and a piece of toast and opened the door to leave. His car was still parked in the front of the house where he'd left it yesterday. As he walked out to it he remembered his last walk to this car and shuddered. He glanced around but nobody was outside yet so he hurried and got into his car. The seats were still pushed up and he had to close the windows. Another shameful reminder of what had happened here just a few hours earlier. Tom drove to work, parked his car, and went into his office at Venture Publications. He saw Carol and Marie sitting at their desks, beautiful as always. They smiled at him and for some reason he blushed deeply. Marie winked slyly at Carol. The two women knew that he was stealing peeks at them and they delighted in teasing him along. They purposefully wore sexy clothes to the office and found excuses to bend over to get files and such when they knew he was watching them. The secretary, Louise, was another story. Early fifties, frumpish and widowed. She thought Tom was a real yuppie bigshot and she avoided talking to him whenever possible. "Too big for his britches" she said of him on several occasions. In the large private office sat Mrs. Peterson, his boss. "Good morning Tom, hope you're feeling better today" she said, with only partial sincerity. She suspected Tom had been goofing off yesterday and was irritated because it meant more work for her to do. "Good morning Gloria. Yes, I'm much better, Thanks. Say, I have a doctor's appointment at 5:00 and I'd like to leave a little early to make it. Would that be all right?" "Fine, Tom" Mrs. Peterson said, and made a mental note to her- self to have a talk with Tom if this skipping of work started turning into a regular thing. Tom put in an uneventful day. Carol and Marie noticed he blushed a lot quicker whenever they caught his eye. Louise just ignored him and Mrs. Peterson had to go out for a good part of the day but was back in the office by 3:30. At 4:30 Tom got up from his desk and said goodbye to Mrs. Peterson and the girls. He left the office and drove straight home. When he got home he parked his car in the driveway. He saw Mrs. Whitford sitting on her porch as usual but thankfully the rest of the street was empty. He quickly walked into his house. As he glanced up at Mrs. Whitford's porch he saw that she was watching him with a big grin on her face. Oh God... He was surprised to find the house empty. He fixed himself a drink and sat in the living room on the sofa and waited. At 5:45 Beverly knocked on the door. "Hello Tommy, sorry I'm late but I had an errand to do in town." She giggled then rushed into the kitchen. "I've got this meatloaf to prepare and the girls will be here in 45 minutes. You'd better take a shower while I start in the kitchen." Just like that, like nothing in the world was out of order. Tom walked into the bathroom and took his clothes off. Beverly ran in once just to make sure he wasn't wearing any underpants and smiled sweetly at him when she saw that he wasn't. By the time Tommy came out of the shower the meatloaf was already in the oven. He towel-dried his hair and started into the bedroom to get some clean clothes. "Oh no, sweetie. No clothes tonight! Linda and her friends are coming over, remember?" Tommy looked at her in disbelief but her face suddenly turned hard and she said. "Down on your knees, mis- ter. You're going to be serving us tonight." She then went to her pocketbook and fished out the collar and leash she had used the day before and fastened them on him again. But that wasn't all. She continued fishing through her pocketbook and came up with a piece of folded pink cloth. "Look what I got for you to wear!" As she opened it he saw with shock that it was a large pink baby's bonnet with little ru- es and a bow on each side! She placed the humiliating thing on his head and fastened it under his chin with a bow knot. "Oh it's so cute!" she giggled. "Now Tommy, dear. I want you to be right here in front of the door, on your hands and knees with your cute ass up in the air so the girls will see it as soon as they enter. Hurry up, now. Don't disappoint me." Tommy got into position, that damn bonnet made him feel even more embarrassed, if that were possible, and he waited for the girls to arrive. It was 6:15 and Beverly was setting the table for four. A couple of minutes later the doorbell rang and Beverly ran to open it. It was Linda. "Hi, hope I'm not too early." When she saw Tommy she started giggling and said "Like your hat, Tommy!" Tommy's face went scar- let. Beverly went back to the kitchen and Linda sat on a chair looking at Tommy. God, this was turning out to be fun! There was another knock on the door and Linda opened it. This time it was Tina and Ellen together. They saw Tommy kneeling there and started giggling all over again. Beverly said that dinner wouldn't be ready for another fifteen minutes and suggested that the girls take Tommy for a little walk around the house. Linda said "Sure!" and picked up the leash from the floor. She gave Tommy a light pat on the rump and said "Let's go Tommy!". When Tommy hesitated slightly she said, tauntingly "You do want to go for a walk, don't you Tommy?" and she blinked her eyes several times at him and smiled. "Y-Yes, Linda". Tommy said. "Oh, that's another thing. I think that from now on I want you to address me as 'Mistress' Linda. Is that Okay?" Again the eye blinking and the smile. "Y-Yes, Mistress Linda" Tommy managed to choke out. Linda was smug with satisfaction. Revenge certainly was sweet! Linda began leading Tommy around the living room. Tina and Ellen got up to walk with them. "Look at how white his ass is." said Ellen. "You would hardly believe he got TWO spankings yesterday." Linda walked Tommy into the bedroom. She tugged on the leash for him to stop between the end of the bed and the dresser. "Put your face down on the rug Tommy and lift your ass as high in the air as you can. Good. Now spread your legs a little wider. Fine! Now just stay like that for awhile." Tina and Ellen began poking each other and snorting as they saw that Linda steadied herself with one hand on the dresser and lifted her foot so that her sneaker very lightly began to rub Tommy between his asscheeks and around his scrotum. "Goose! Goose!" she giggled as she touched the point of her shoe directly on Tommy's puckering asshole. This made him jump slightly and his stiff penis bobbed up and down beneath him. That set off another laughing jag among the girls. Nothing worse than three teenage girls with a case of the giggles... "Let's go, girls!" Beverly yelled from the kitchen. "Dinner's ready." The girls led Tommy back into the kitchen. The three of them sat down at the table and Beverly joined them. "Where's Tommy going to sit?" asked Ellen. "Oh, he'll eat when we're through, Ellen" replied Beverly. The four ladies picked up their forks and began eating. "I seem to have dropped my napkin. Please get it for me Tommy.....thank you dear.....Oh, please bring some more bread from the counter Tommy.... thank you dear." They kept him crawling around the cold kitchen floor doing me- nial errands while they ate and talked about the previous afternoon. At the end of the meal Beverly got a large bowl and she scraped the leftovers from all four plates into it and mashed it up. "Here Tommy. It's time for your dinner now." She placed the bowl on the floor next to the refrigerator and motioned for Tommy to eat it. "No hands now, remember?" Was there no end to the degradation this woman could heap on him? Tommy lowered his red face to the bowl and began to eat. The girls got a case of the giggles again and Beverly got her camera out of her pocketbook. Naked and leashed, on his hands and knees, with a pink baby bonnet on his head and a stiff prick, Tommy looked hilarious. Beverly clicked away from all angles. "Lift your face just a little, dear, so I can see it better...that's it... CLICK... thank you." It was now around 7:30pm and Beverly suggested they all go into the living room. When they got there they she made Tommy get up on the coffee table and lie down on his back. "You should know the routine by now, Tommy. Lift your legs into the air, spread them wide and bend your knees." She opened her pocketbook and took out the two pair of handcuffs she had used on Tommy two nights before. "Remember these, honey?" she teased. She fastened the cuffs on him again in the same manner. Left wrist to left ankle and right wrist to right ankle. His wrists were cuffed to the inside of his ankles so he couldn't close his legs. Once again this left him in the most vulnerable and exposed condition he could imagine. He felt the eyes of the teenagers burning into his ass like a brand, and he flushed deeply and squirmed a bit. Beverly then produced a long feather from her pocketbook and proceeded to brush it lightly up and down the crack of his ass while the girls looked on in wonder. "WOW! Will you look at him buck!" yelled Tina. "It's a good thing you put those cuffs on him!" Beverly continued tormenting him without pity. She'd concen- trate on the underside of his penis for awhile and when it looked like he might be getting ready to cum she'd hold off while his hips bucked and he pleaded "Oh P-L-E-A-S-E! P-L-E-A-S-E let me CUM!!!" But Beverly would just wait a bit and then move the feather back to his asshole or some other spot. Beverly continued the torment while she started to speak to the room: "I'll bet Tommy here was wondering why I was late getting here this evening. Well, I had a very busy day. Last night I took the video tape back to my studio and watched it. All I can say is WOW!. It came out great! We had Tommy rolling around on his back and stroking his penis and begging Linda to give him a spanking... we had him crawling around the floor and slapping his own ass.... more begging in front of Tina and Ellen.....we had a lovely spanking draped across Linda's knees... and at the end we had Tommy again on his back, his reddened behind waggling on the floor, masturbating in front of the girls and begging them to let him cum! It was beautiful!" She kept tormenting Tommy with the feather the whole time she spoke. "Anyway, I decided to make four copies of the tape. I have some rather specialized equipment at my studio and the copies came out superbly. I told Tommy to make sure that he left his office by 4:30 so he would be in this house by 5:00pm sharp! The reason for this is because I paid a small visit to his office, at 4:45pm!" Tommy began to moan "Oh please no...please...please!" But his hips were still moving frantically to the tune of the tormenting feather. "I introduced myself to Mrs. Peterson and told her I was your new girlfriend. I also met those two other lovely young things...Carol and Marie? Yes. Well, they seemed a bit surprised that you even HAD a girlfriend. Anyway, I gave each of them a small package. Do you want to guess what was in those packages? Exactly! Each package had one of the four copies of the tape I had made!" The teenaged girls gasped. Tommy was sobbing, but still bucking his hips. He had no choice in the matter. "Oh don't worry. I rigged each of the tapes in my studio with a magnet on the take-up spool so that they can only be viewed once. But once is all they'll need! Let's see, it's about 7:45pm... they're probably watching those tapes right now!" Tommy was sob- bing loudly but his arms and legs were pumping up and down and his ass was wiggling to keep the tip of the feather away from his sensitive asshole. "Can you imagine poor Tommy, having to go to work tomorrow morning and sit in that office? And he will, too! You see, Mrs. Peterson may want to fire you, Tommy, but you can't let her. You had better find some way of begging her to let you keep your job. You can cry, plead, promise anything you want, but don't let her fire you. If you do, well, I can make LOTS more copies of that tape and send it around to all sorts of people. This time without the magnet so they can watch it over and over and over again! I did a little checking on you, Tommy. How would you like your sister in Philadelphia to get a copy of that tape? Or your mother's friends in Long Island? And don't forget the lovely snapshots I took tonight!" Tommy couldn't believe what he was hearing. It had to be a bad dream, but it was REAL. The girls thought it was pretty amusing and giggled while they watched Tommy twisting in the cuffs on the coffee table, still trying to escape the maddening feather. "Tommy, dear" Beverly continued. "Your punishment is going to be an ongoing one, with no relief. Every single day you are going to report to work in that office, knowing that each of the ladies there have seen you as you were yesterday. The first night we met you told me that your worst fear was being laughed at by a woman. Those women at work are going to be laughing at you every day from now on..." Tommy was crying "Please... no, don't do this to me... please... please!" Beverly put the feather down and got up from the couch. "It's been a long day girls, and Tommy is going to have an even longer day tomorrow. I have to go now, but you girls can stay here as long as you want. Just unlock him when you leave." She dug into her pocketbook and threw the keys to the handcuffs on the coffee table next to the still writhing form of Tommy." Goodnight, girls... it's been real!" The three teenage girls thanked Beverly and walked her to the door. After she left they all converged on Tommy like starving vul- tures. Linda picked up the feather and continued to torment his asshole. Tina bent over and began licking the underside of his penis. Ellen put her tongue in his ear. They all mocked him and teased him saying "Come on Tommy, shoot! shoot!". Finally he went stiff and began shooting thick spurts of white cum in the air. Some of it hit the wall behind the coffee table, some of it landed on his face. The girls were amazed. Linda said it was time they were going home so they all lined up and each gave him a dozen hard slaps on his ass. Then they unlocked the cuffs, walked to the door, turned out the lights and Linda said "Goodnight Tommy! Have a nice day tomorrow!" With that they all left, leaving the front door wide open. Tommy could hear them laughing all the way down the street. Tom Hyde didn't sleep very well that night. After the girls left he got up, closed the front door and cleaned himself off, all in a daze. He went into his bedroom to lay down and try to sort things out. What was he going to do! He began reviewing all of the shameful things he had done the day before, the things that would be on that damn video tape! Oh God! Each one was worse than the other. And everyone at work would be watching that tape right now - or would have already seen it! Carol and Marie! Louise! Mrs. Peterson! Had they seen the tape already? Had they seen him lying naked on his back, rubbing his dick and begging Linda to let him cum? Crawling around on the floor on a leash, slapping his own ass and pleading with Linda to put him across her knees and give him a spanking! Oh God, what was he going to do! And Beverly's threat... would she really do it if he didn't show up at work? Somehow he had no doubt that she would. He began sobbing uncontrollably. He was doomed! He managed to fall asleep a little after midnight. He didn't re- member dreaming anything. The next thing he knew it he was awake and it was morning outside. As he remembered what was going to happen to him his stomach began fluttering. He got up and show- ered and shaved. When he looked in the mirror at himself it was like he was looking at somebody else, not him. He got dressed, picked out a tie and went into the living room. He went into the kitchen to make some coffee and found the dirty dishes still in the sink from last night, and a bowl on the floor near the refrigerator. As he bent down to pick up the bowl in his suit he felt like that couldn't have been him last night. It MUST have been someone else. He decided he wasn't hungry this morning, walked out the front door, got into his car and drove to work. He never remembered the drive to work being so quick before... Next thing he knew it he was parked near his office building. He walked into the building and slowly climbed the stairs to the second floor. The offices of Venture Publications were right at the top of the stairs on the second floor. As he reached the top of the stairs he paused by the entrance to regain his composure. Damn! It sounded like Carol and Marie were already inside. He could hear them talking. He stood there and listened for a moment. He heard a giggle and then Marie's voice in a high, mocking sing- song "ooooh, puhleeese Linda, give me a spanking. oh please oh please, I've been such a naughty boy!" Carol giggled at Marie's impression, then she pitched in with "And did you see how young Linda looked? And there he was lying across her knees while she spanked him...and her two friends right next to her! I couldn't believe what I was seeing!" "My roommate and I watched it last night" said Marie. "She couldn't stop laughing. She kept saying, `You KNOW this guy?'. We tried to replay it when it was over but the tape was blank." "So was mine!" said Carol. That woman must have done some- thing to it. I tell you, she sure did something to Tommy!" At that comment there was more giggling. Tommy felt his face go scarlet, He couldn't go in there now. Just then he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Oh no, it was Louise! With no place else to go he put his head down and walked quickly into the office. The girls were still giggling but they stopped instantly when he walked in. Tom went right to his desk and sat down without looking up. The room was silent. Just then Louise walked in. She stood in the doorway for a minute, then walked right past Tommy and sat down at her own desk, putting her pocketbook away and getting ready for the day as usual. Maybe she didn't see the tape? Just then she looked up at him with a small smile and said "Good morning, Spanky!". Carol and Marie choked a little and then giggled. Leave it to Louise... Tommy didn't say a word but kept his head down. A phone rang and Louise answered it. He tried to do some work. Every once in awhile he would glance up and find Carol or Marie looking at him. Carol glanced away but Marie put the tip of her tongue between her front teeth and smiled teasingly. He knew his face was red. Every once in awhile he'd hear a whisper and then a suppressed giggle. Why couldn't they leave him alone? And why did they have to dress so sexy today? He shuddered a little and heard another small giggle. Around 9:00am Mrs. Peterson came into the office. When she saw Tommy at his desk she told him she'd like to see him in her office. He followed her into the office and she shut the door. Mrs. Peterson put her briefcase away and sat down behind her desk. "Tom, I think we have something very important to talk about." Tommy looked down at the desk and didn't say a word. "Are you aware that your girlfriend came here yesterday after- noon?" "Y-yes" was all Tommy could get out. "Did you know that she was bringing video tapes of your personal affairs with her?" "I found out about it last night. I'm sorry, I didn't... I don't..." Tommy stammered a bit. He was close to tears with embarrassment and couldn't think of anything to say. "Tommy, she gave the tapes to Louise, Marie and Carol, too." Tommy just nodded and sniffed a bit, still not lifting his eyes above the desk. "What you do on your own time is no business of mine... but if it spills over into the office... if it affects how we work here... well, that IS my business. Frankly, I can't imagine how you're going to be able to work with the others after this. I'm really surprised you even had the guts to come in this morning." She paused for a moment and when she got no response she continued "The only way this office can work effectively is as a team, and right now I don't see how that can continue to happen." "Tommy, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to let you go. You've been a good worker and I hate to have to do it, but I just don't see how it can work out." "It can w-work out, Gloria. Honest. I promise. I can do my job. You don't have to fire me!" "I'm sorry Tommy. I'd like to believe you, but I really don't see how it can work out." "Just give me a chance, please! I PROMISE that it won't affect my work. I didn't know she was going to do that. You don't know what she did to me... what she'll do..." Tommy's sentence faded away. Mrs. Peterson sighed. She looked at Tommy for a moment and said "Well, if you've got the guts to try. I guess I can give you a chance..." and she shook her head. Tommy looked up for the first time. "Oh thank you. Thank you very very much." His eyes were wet. "But understand, Tommy. This is just a chance you're getting. If it doesn't work out or interferes in any way with the smooth operation of this office... well, you won't get a second chance." She let that hang in the air a minute then continued. "You know that I've known Louise for nearly 20 years. I trust her implicitly. Since I'm out of the office so often I'm going to leave it to her to tell me how things are going on in here. If she tells me it's not working out, you'll have to leave. Understand?" "Yes, Gloria. And thank you very much. You won't be sorry. I promise." Mrs. Peterson nodded to Tommy to indicate she was through with him and told him to ask Louise to come into her office for a few minutes. When Tommy walked back into the main office all three women were staring at him. He told Louise that Gloria wanted to see her in her office, then sat down at his desk and tried very hard to get some work done. He could feel the eyes of Carol and Marie on him but he did his best to try to ignore it. Louise was with Mrs. Peterson for about fifteen minutes. When she came back out Tommy glanced up at her. She met his glance with a slight smirk and went back to her desk. About a half hour later Mrs. Peterson came out and said she had to go to a meeting and would be back in the office after lunch. After she left, the office was dead quiet for about five minutes. There were no phone calls and all four of them worked without any small talk. At that point Louise got up from her chair and said "Tommy, I want to talk to you in Gloria's office for a few minutes", and she walked in. Tommy followed her. As soon as he entered, Louise shut the door. She turned to Tommy with a big smile on her face and said "Well, well. I must admit you surprised me. Are you proud of that tape you made? Were we supposed to be impressed?" "I didn't make that tape, Louise" Tommy snapped out. "God, I don't know what happened, or how it happened..." "Gloria told me that you want a second chance to keep your job here. She said it seemed very important to you. Is that right?" "Yes, that's right." "Why, Tommy? Why is it so important?" Tommy hesitated, "Because I really like my job and I feel that this won't affect my performance." "Bullshit, Tommy. That's bullshit. All I have to say is one word to Gloria and you're out of here on your ass. Tell me the truth. Why, Tommy?" Tommy hesitated a bit, then he choked out "Because Beverly said that if I lost my job she'd send out more copies of the tape... to my family... my friends... everybody!" Tommy looked down. He was breathing hard. Louise nodded her head for a moment. "Tommy, you've been a royal pain in my ass for over a year, you know that? And there's one thing I've always wanted to do and now, by God... I think I'll do it." She seemed in an angry mood all of a sudden. She picked up a wooden ruler from Gloria's desk and said, "I've wanted to blister your ass from almost the first day you came to work here! You, still wet behind the ears, and you try ordering me around this office I've been at for nearly 20 years. I may be the secretary here but I've worked with Gloria since the beginning, and I resented your coming in here like a big shot and trying to push ME around! I'm gonna do what your mother should have done for you years ago. What that hussy of yours is doing to you now, it seems. Drop your pants and lean over that desk. You're gonna get what's coming to you now!" Tommy couldn't believe his ears! He just stared at Louise for a minute without moving. "I'm not fooling around, son. You'll be out of here today if you cross me. Understand? Now do what I said!" Tommy saw that he had no choice. There wasn't any way he was going to talk Louise out of this. All he could do was hope she'd get it all out of her system and be done with it. With a sudden gulp he wondered if Carol and Marie would be able to hear them. Oh God, please... he silently prayed. Tommy slowly unbuckled his belt, opened his fly and let his pants fall to his ankles. Louise watched him with the anger from her recent outburst still in her eyes. When she saw that he wasn't wearing any underpants she shook her head. "Man, you come ready for anything, don't you?" Tommy didn't say anything. "Turn around and rest your arms on that desk... put your head down and your ass up." Tommy did as he was told. Louise took the heavy wooden ruler and rubbed it against his ass. Then she tapped it against each cheek a couple of times, obviously enjoying this. Finally she reared back and gave one tremendous WHACK! with the ruler. Tommy jumped like he'd been shot! He'd been spanked by Beverly and Linda, but they used their hands. This was the first time he'd ever been hit with a ruler. "Keep your head down and arch your ass back. That's only one. We've got a long way to go before I'm satisfied." Tommy bent back over and gritted his teeth... WHACK!...WHACK!...WHACK!...WHACK!. She gave him four in a row so fast he didn't have time to move. His ass BURNED! "Keep your head down I said! This is just the warmup. Do you want me to call Carol and Marie in here? Do you? They'd LOVE seeing you like this." She continued whacking him, moving from cheek to cheek while he groaned. "Those girls have been teasing you for a year. You know that? ...WHACK!... I think they get off on it. You think they don't know you stare at their asses every time they get up to move? ...WHACK!... You're so obvious. You think they don't notice? They've been teasing you intentionally. ...SMACK!... Carol thinks you're cute. I wonder what she thinks now. ...WHACK! ... They'd love to see this, but this one's all mine! WHACK!... SMACK! By this time Louise was breathing heavier and Tommy was crying "Owwwww!" with each hard slap and wiggling his ass to get away from her swing. Louise finally stopped for a minute to catch her breath. Her eyes were like fire. She thought for a minute, like she was coming to a decision, and then said "On second thought, take your shirt and shoes off too, and your socks. Everything! Take it all off. Now!" As Tommy was complying she began moving everything off Gloria's desk and putting it on the credenza. "Up on the desk. On your hands and knees. Quick!" and she whacked the ruler against his naked ass. Tommy quickly climbed on the desk. He felt mortified. What if someone should come in! "Ahhh Yes!" and she rubbed the ruler against his ass some more. "Get on your elbows and lower your head. I want to see that ass up in the air.... gooood!" "I always said you were too big for your britches", she laughed. "I like you better without britches. Maybe we should keep you this way whenever you're working!" She was taunting him now and enjoying every minute of it. She swung the ruler at his exposed ass and whacked him four more times. "Spread your legs a little. I want to see your balls hanging down and your asshole winking at me." She laughed at him as he adjusted his position, then she stood there staring at his ass for a couple of minutes. He was wide open! She could see everything he had, and she still wanted more! She wanted to humiliate this little big shot yuppie bastard who'd been so snotty to her for so long. "Mister big shot" she said aloud. "You don't look like such a big shot now. Roll over onto your back and lift your legs up like you did in your movie. That's right... now reach up with your hands and grab onto your feet. Good! Now spread your legs... as wide as you can get... keep your knees bent... that's it!" When Tommy was in position she ran the ruler along his dick, which was hard as a rock. "This turns you on, huh? I can see that. I think deep down inside you enjoy getting spanked. Did you like it when that teenage girl had you across her knees? Huh? You really get off on this don't you?" She kept rubbing his dick with the ruler and taunting him. She held his legs back with one arm and swatted his ass a few more times while he was in that position. He squirmed and his cock began leaking a little fluid from the tip. "Now get down on the floor on your hands and knees. CRAWL slowly over into that corner." As he began to move she started whacking his ass again with the ruler. From the corner of his eye he saw two faces looking at him from the window of the closed door. It was Carol and Marie! Oh no... the window! How long had they been watching him? Marie was watching intently with a lust in her eyes that was almost scary. Carol had her hand over her mouth and was nearly hysterical with laughter... As he slowly crawled to the corner Louise kept swatting his now red ass and taunting him: "You like getting your ass spanked while the girls watch, huh? Look how hot you are! You want them to see you, don't you? Sure you do. I can see how hard you are!" Tommy was shaking. He was humiliated to tears and beyond all control. This was worse than yesterday. These were his workmates, his associates, people he'd have to work with every day, hell, they were Carol and Marie laughing at him!" Tommy wanted to die of shame. When he got to the corner Louise said, "I want you to stay like that, with your nose in the corner and your red ass on display for the next half hour. And I want you to think about just how much you really want to continue working here! After that you can get dressed and get back to work." Tommy wasn't sure of the time, but for what seemed like the next half hour he stayed in that position. During that time Louise came back in to straighten up Mrs. Peterson's desk. Carol and Marie kept finding excuses to come into the office looking for files and such. Each time, they'd stare at Tommy's ass before leaving. He could hear laughter coming from the main office. When he was pretty sure that a half hour was over he slowly got up and got dressed. Hesitantly he walked back into the main office. He had no shorts on under his slacks and his hardon made the front of his pants stick out obviously. Carol and Marie didn't look up at him, but he heard a mu- ed laugh as he sat down gingerly at his desk and tried to get back to work. It was going to be a long day... Tom managed to get through the rest of the day, somehow. Louise sent him out to get sandwiches for her and the girls at lunchtime. Mrs. Peterson returned to the office around 1:30 and noted that things seemed fairly normal. She looked questioningly at Louise as she walked to her office and received a positive nod from her that everything was OK. Maybe she had made the right decision giving Tommy one more chance to keep his job. As long as Louise was around to keep watch over things nothing could get too out of hand... At the end of the day Tom got up from his desk to go home. Louise called out "Goodnight Tom, see you on Monday?" The ques- tion was more of a taunt, and she smiled at him as she waved goodbye with her fingers. "Goodnight Louise" Tom managed without looking her in the eye. "Goodnight Tom!" Carol and Marie echoed, but Tom was already out the door and heading down the stairs. He got into his car and drove home. This was the worst day he'd ever had. He was still in shock over what Louise did to him in Mrs. Peterson's office. Was she planning more of it next week? She knew she had him and there wasn't anything he could do about it. He thought about seeing Carol and Marie looking at him through the window while he was doing all those things and he shuddered. Louise was wrong about one thing. He didn't like being exposed in front of the girls that way. It was horrible! Carol and Marie would never be able to look at him again without remembering him on Mrs. Peterson's desk, or kneeling in the corner with his red ass on display. How could all this have happened to him so quickly? He had only met Beverly on Tuesday night... three days ago! Last weekend he spent mowing the lawn and washing his car. He was outside and everything was normal. After three days of Beverly his life would never be the same! It was like he'd become an entirely different person. When he got home he saw those same four young girls hanging around in the street in front of his house. They ran after the car as he pulled into his driveway. He got out and with his head down walked quickly towards his door. "Hello Mr. Hyde!" they all yelled and giggled. He went into his house, closed the door and locked it. He looked out his window and saw that Linda had come outside and was sitting on her front steps. She was wearing those same white cut- off's that she had worn two days ago and he looked at her long legs. Those same legs that he'd laid across bare-assed while she spanked him in front of her friends. Remembering that made him blush with shame but it also caused him to get an aching erection. In spite of all that he'd been put through today, or perhaps because of it, and the fact that he'd had no relief of any kind at the office, he was horny! The base of his cock tingled as he thought about what must have been on those tapes that Carol and Marie had seen. He rubbed his stiff cock through the thin fabric of his slacks and he shuddered a bit. He saw a small stain begin to appear on the front of his pants and he decided to take them off. He unbuckled his belt then unzipped his pants and let them fall to his ankles. He took his open hand and lightly rubbed it under his dick. This caused the tingling to get even more urgent. He said "Oh, Shit!" out loud then kicked off his shoes and socks. He stepped out of his pants and then took off his shirt and watch. This left him completely naked with his clothes in a pile at his feet. He lay down on his back in front of the door and tried to imagine Linda on the other side of it, sitting across the street on her steps, in those little white shorts and those long legs and small buns. He closed his eyes and pictured her walking around in those shorts. He could see how perfectly her calf tapered to her knee. Then the smooth long length of her thighs, and finally the little suggestion of a crease where the backs of her thighs met the round lower curve of her ass..... his balls felt loaded and as he continued to finger himself he felt he would explode in his orgasm any second. He wanted to prolong this so he began lightly and quickly stroking the underside of his penis and squirming until the sensation subsided enough to touch himself again. He began to softly moan: "Oh, please spank me Linda, and your friends too! Oh p-l-e-a-s-e!" He squirmed as he fantasized about two days earlier. He began flicking his tongue like a snake and repeating "Please spank me Linda... I REALLY want it.. oh, please... " He was writhing on the carpet now, lost in his own self-debasement, teasing his penis. He slit his eyes open a tiny bit for just a second... and saw two forms standing in front of him! His eyes popped open in an instant and his confusion turned to shock. There were Beverly and another woman, standing right there in front of him, looking down at what he was doing! "Don't let us interrupt you, Tommy" said Beverly with a smile. But Tommy had already stopped, although his penis was still ram- pant and twitching from his activities. "Tommy, I'd like you to meet my friend, Karen. Karen, this is Tommy." "Nice to meet you, Tommy" Karen said, bending down and offer- ing her hand to shake. Tommy just stared at her dumbly, "How...?" "Last night while I was preparing dinner I found a spare key in the kitchen." Karen drove me over here about a half hour ago - we parked down the street. Since you weren't home yet I didn't think you'd mind if we waited inside. We were in the bedroom when you came in." "Don't let us stop you Tommy, you looked like you were about to cum." Beverly smiled down at him. Tommy didn't say anything but blushed deeply. "You DO want to cum, don't you Tommy?" When Tommy just looked down and shook his head Beverly brightened. "Oh! You mean you LIKE playing with yourself but not cum- ming, right? Well, I think we can help you with that, don't you Karen?"
"Sure can, Beverly!" Karen laughed. "It would be my pleasure!" Beverly continued smiling down at Tommy while Karen went back into the bedroom. She returned with an aluminum pole about four feet long. It had straps at the ends and in the middle. "We brought you a toy, Tommy. Let me help you to get into it." Karen placed the pole by Tommy's feet. She attached his feet, one at a time, to the straps at either end of the pole. After that she and Beverly together lifted the pole up and then attached both of his wrists to the strap in the middle of the pole. With all of the straps tied tight and Tommy on his back, he was left in a similar position as when he was handcuffed earlier, except that his hands were directly over his head and this time his legs were spread wide apart and fastened that way. Once again Tommy's genitals and ass were completely exposed to the gaze of both women. "He looks absolutely scrumptious, doesn't he Karen?" Beverly asked. She was rubbing her palms together and looking down at Tommy as he lay exposed on the carpet. "Let's give him what he really wants... I told you earlier that I thought we could keep him teased on the edge for AT LEAST a half hour without letting him cum, didn't I? Well, let's really go for it. I'll bet you $20 I can keep him squirming on the edge for.... a whole hour! If I'm right, you owe me $20. If he cums before then I'll pay you the money... and whip his ass good for making me lose the bet!" "It's a bet, Beverly" Karen laughed back. "But I'm not going to make things easy on you. I intend to help him along all I can." The two women decided to get down to work. Beverly sat down between Tommy's legs and began to lightly run her fingers up and down the crack of his ass while he moaned "Oh... God!" She then leaned over and began lightly licking at the base of his cock while he thrashed about and pleaded with her to let him cum. Since he was already so hot Beverly sensed that Tommy was ready to ejaculate so she stopped what she was doing and watched him twitch helplessly for a few minutes. Tommy started to cry as she once again began touching his ass and licking his balls. As she ran her tongue up his shaft to concentrate just under the head he once again stiffened as if he were about to cum. Again she backed off, leaving him bucking and begging for relief. After about ten minutes of this torture Karen decided she needed to help swing the scales. After Beverly had again pulled back leaving Tommy wiggling like a fish on a hook, Karen pushed her pants down and stepped out of them. "Hey, Tommy! Like what you see?" As Tommy watched her through teary eyes she stepped out of her panties, leaving her nude from the waist down. She had a lovely pussy lightly covered with soft brown hair. Tommy had never actually seen a pussy this close up before and the sight of it held him transfixed. His bent and tied legs began to tremble as Karen turned her back to him and bent over from the waist. Her ass pointed at him like a round target and she wiggled her hips and laughed. "Hungry, Tommy? Guess what's for din-din..." With that she stood up and turned around. She stood over him and then squatted down so that her pussy was right over Tommy's face. "You know what to do, don't you boy?" she teased. When Tommy didn't budge she added "Maybe he doesn't! Have you ever eaten pussy, boy?" Tommy was in agony but he managed to shake his head no. "No!?" She gasped. "You mean you've never tasted pussy before? Let me guess... have you ever been LAID before? Tell me the truth now or it'll go bad for you." Tommy was in no position to lie. He shook his head no while he continued to stare at the wet treat that was just inches above his nose. "Well, I'll be!" said Beverly with sur- prise. "We got ourselves a virgin here! Well Tommy boy, you could have fooled me." Beverly laughed again while Karen said: "Boy, you are about to taste your first pussy. Get used to it!" Both women laughed out loud as Karen lowered herself right onto Tommy's face. "Lick, boy. Get your tongue up there and lick it good or I'll open this front door and let your neighbors see you like this." Tommy stuck his tongue out and slowly licked at Karen's pussy. "That's it!" she encouraged him. "Now wiggle it around a bit. Con- centrate on this spot right here..." and she opened her cunt lips and pointed her finger to her little clit bud. "Ooooh, that's right. Suck on it. Now move your tongue back down and lick me inside and out as far as your tongue can reach... keep it up." Beverly resumed tormenting his ass and cock while he licked Karen as ordered. He was really close now. Bucking his hips like a bronco while Beverly's hands and tongue worked him over. Again, as he was about to cum she pulled back and laughed at him as his dick twitched helplessly in the air and leaked a little pre-seminal fluid. In this manner the two women kept him thrashing around on the verge of cumming for what seemed an eternity. Karen moved around and had him lick her asshole out while Beverly teased him on and off without pity of any kind. Tommy cried as he licked and sucked, his tied feet kicked in the air and his asshole opened and closed in frustration. He came close to release several times, and at one point Beverly actually thought she had lost him, but she just managed to pull away in time, watching him twist and moan. "Ohhhhh pllllease.....please.....PLEASE!" he begged, over and over again. Karen tried to make him cum but Beverly proved to be too expert, and as the hour timed out all three of them were exhausted and sweaty. "I won!" shouted Beverly triumphantly. "I believe you owe me $20" she said to Karen. "Fair and square", giggled Karen, but I'll get it back next time. The two women decided they needed a shower but before they got up they looked at each other mischievously. "Why not?" giggled Karen, reading Beverly's mind. They got up and Karen reached for the doorknob and swung the front door wide open! It was about quarter past six in the evening and the summer sun was still high. Tommy heard the sounds of outdoors as the two women dashed towards the bathroom to clean up. "Now don't you dare move an inch. I mean it!" warned Beverly. "If we come out and find you've so much as rolled over you'll spend the next two hours just like you are now on the front lawn!" Tommy moaned and writhed in his shamefully exposed position. "If anybody comes to the door looking for us, we'll be back in a jiffy, Tommy" said Karen. Laughing hysterically the two women closed the bathroom door and turned on the shower. Poor Tommy was still in agony. He had been aroused almost beyond his senses. His body was twitching and his hips were bucking involuntarily. His face was smeared with the slimy ooze of Karen's cunt, and the smell of it kept him even hotter. To make matters worse he was on his back in this most shameful position, about three feet from his wide-open front door! He could hear the yells of children playing somewhere. Occasionally he'd hear the sound of a passing car. Could anybody see him? He tried to look between his legs but all he got was the sight of his incredibly stiff prick, dripping on his belly. His hips were still bucking pathetically from the teasing he had received. He felt himself begin to rock forward and he steadied himself with a panic. He believed that Beverly would do exactly as she had threatened, so he kept his head down on the floor and abandoned his desire to see out the door. Oh God... if anybody sees me like this.... Dear God, make them hurry up, please! He cried, but he continued twitching and bucking his hips. He was sooo hot, he thought he would lose his mind! An eternity later he heard the shower stop. As he waited there by the front door he heard the sound of giggling from the bathroom. Finally both women emerged, smiling. They each wore one of his bathrobes and had a towel wrapped around their head. Beverly walked up to Tommy and smiled down at him, "Any messages while we were away?" Tommy just moaned and bucked his hips a little, pathetically. "Ohhhhh, what's the matter Tommy? Are you hot? Maybe a nice little walk in the evening air will cool you off." Tommy panicked but Beverly mercifully closed the front door and to his relief began untying him from the pole. "Hurry up, we have to get dressed if we're going out." Tommy winced as he tried standing up. His legs had cramped from being tied in that position for the past hour and a half. Beverly put her hands on his back and motioned for him to stay down. "If you don't mind, I'd like you to crawl into the bedroom. I do so love watching your ass move when you crawl." Beverly laughed and slowly walked behind him. "My, but your ass looks quite rosy this evening. Did Mrs. Peterson do that to you today?" "No, Mistress Beverly" Tommy replied. "Louise did it while Mrs. Peterson was out of the office." "Well! That surprises me. She seemed so quiet and cool when I was there. Did Carol and Marie see you `get it' from Louise?" "Yes, Mistress Beverly." "Excellent! Did they enjoy seeing you get spanked in the office?" Beverly continued, tauntingly. "I-I don't know, Mistress Beverly." Tommy stuttered. "Well then perhaps I should call them and ask them, what do you think?" "Oh, NO Mistress Beverly!" Tommy begged. "They enjoyed it FINE!" "Well, that's good to hear" replied Beverly. As they entered the bedroom Karen was already getting dressed. Beverly handed Tommy a pair of gray sweatpants and a black tee shirt. "Put these on Tommy, we wouldn't want the neighbors to get the wrong impression during our walk, would we?" "No, Mistress Beverly" Tommy accepted the clothes and began pulling them on while Beverly got dressed in her own jeans and pullover shirt. Beverly looked terrific in her tight designer jeans and Tommy couldn't help looking at her when she turned around. "Are you looking at my ass, Tommy?" Beverly asked. "What a nice compliment. I'm glad you enjoy it. We certainly enjoy yours." Karen chuckled at this and rubbed her hands along her own ass to tease Tommy a little more. When they were finished Beverly and Karen grabbed their shoul- der bags and each took one of Tommy's arms. "We're going to walk down the street to Karen's car, Tommy." As they left the house Tommy was embarrassed to see that, since he didn't have any under- wear on, his enormous hardon was plainly visible pushing the front of his sweatpants out in a pronounced bulge. The women noticed him trying to cover himself and held his hands tightly to prevent this. They passed by Mrs. Whitford's porch and Beverly waved and yelled "Hello Mrs. Whitford!" Mrs. Whitford smiled and waved back. She didn't know where they were going but instinctively felt that wherever it was, it wasn't going to be good for Tom Hyde, and this pleased her. They passed Laurie and Marcie Lyons. The two girls were headed back from the store with a couple of bags of gro- ceries. They lived a few houses down from Tom. Did they pass by his house on the way to the store while he was lying there with the door open? Could they have seen him? Tommy was in agony. The two sisters smiled as they passed him and he noticed they both couldn't help but look at the huge bulge in his sweatpants. After they passed he heard some mu- ed giggling and unintelligible whispers. They fi- nally came to a late model Buick parked by the curb. Karen unlocked the passenger side then opened the door and reached in to tilt the seat forward. "Climb in" she said to Tommy. Beverly then pushed the seat back and got in the front while Karen went around to the driver's side. As she started up the car Beverly leaned back over the seat and said to Tommy, "I want you to lower your sweatpants down to your ankles, then kneel on the seat with your butt up and your face flat against the seat. If I catch you touching yourself, even a little, we'll pull over and make you a very sorry little boy." Tommy did as he was told. His cock was still hard and sprang out when he lowered his pants. It was a little awkward on the back seat but he managed to achieve the required position, to Beverly's satisfaction. Karen drove on while Beverly draped one arm over the back of the seat and fondled Tommy's still red ass. After about ten or fifteen minutes of driving, Karen pulled off to the side of the road. There was nothing there except a field of tall grass and some woods beyond. Beverly got out of the car and, grabbing Tommy's hips, helped him to back out onto the grass. She told him to kick his sneakers off and then took his sweats off from around his ankles. She rolled them up and threw them into the back seat. Tommy now had nothing on except his black tee shirt. His red ass stood out even more below the bottom edge of the tee shirt as he waited there on his hands and knees. Beverly grabbed hold of his tee-shirt and quicly tugged it over his head and arms and pulled it completely off. It joined his sweatpants and sneakers in the back seat. Now he was stripped naked on the side of the road. Beverly then told the bare assed boy to crawl ahead of them into the field. She and Karen followed leisurely behind, watching him disappear into the tall grass. When they got to the far end of the field Karen gave Tommy a little goose with the toe of her shoe and told him to keep on going, into the woods. Tommy picked his way carefully over branches and shrubs for about a hundred yards before they came to a little clearing. There was a small pond another hundred feet beyond. Beverly and Karen both seemed to like the looks of the place, so they ordered Tommy to stop. "I think this will do just fine, what do you think Karen?" "Oh, I think it's perfect" answered Karen. "Tommy dear, see this fallen tree trunk here? I want you to crawl over it and straddle it... yes, just like that. Make sure you keep your ass up. Now hold it just like that." Karen walked around to where Tommy could see her. She slowly unzipped her jeans then pushed them down and stepped out of them. She then took off her blouse and unclipped her bra. Teasingly she rubbed her tits together then took the bra off completely. When she finally removed her white panties, Karen stood completely nude in front of the shivering Tommy. "You like what you see?" she taunted as she shimmied a little in front of him, then crouched down and rubbed her hard nipples against his lips. Karen then got up and began walking towards the pond, looking on the ground. Finally she found what she was looking for. A small whippy branch about three feet long. She brought it back and then crouched down in front of Tommy again. She slowly began stripping the smaller branches and leaves off of it as she stared at Tommy the whole while. She licked her lips sensuously then smiled and said. "Do you know what I'm going to do with this, Tommy?" Tommy shook his head `No'. Karen giggled and said, "You were a very bad boy, Tommy! You hurt my feelings. Because I wasn't able to make you cum when Beverly was teasing you, you made me lose $20. That's a lot of money. I'm gonna make you wish you'd cum for me. First I'm going to whip your ass with this switch here. Then I'm gonna fix it so you'll be begging me to let you cum. You'll be begging ANYONE to let you cum! With those last ominous words she finished stripping the switch. She tested it by swishing it in her palm a few times before Tommy's eyes. "Ow!" she exclaimed "I guess this will do just fine!". She then got up and once again turned around and bent over from the waist. She put her hands on the ground and peered back at Tommy be- tween the arch of her legs. She stuck her tongue out at him then said "I just wanted you to see who's gonna be whipping your ass." Beverly just sat on another log watching the whole scene with in- terest. Tommy's hips started bucking again and the underside of his hardon was barely brushing against the bark of the log he was straddling. Karen straightened up then walked to Tommy's left. She let the switch slowly trace a path along Tommy's back, down and around the globes of his asscheeks, then finally she brushed the tip down the crack and watched him jump a little. "You cost me $20, so I'm going to give you twenty whacks. Get ready...." ...PHHHHSSSS K-RACK!... The switch cut through the air and Tommy jumped and almost got up. "Don't you DARE move, or I'll tie you down and give you two HUNDRED whacks! Now, count each one aloud and say 'Thank you, Mistress Karen', or they won't count." Tommy's ass was on fire! It felt like he'd been burnt. The thought of nineteen more of those was almost more than he could take, but the horror of being tied down and getting two hundred of them scared him to tears. "One... thank you, Mistress Karen", Tommy managed to choke out. Beverly smiled at Karen and said "You're very good at this. I'm impressed." "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet!" Karen beamed, and con- tinued whipping Tommy's ass with the switch. She was clearly en- joying her task immensely. By the time she reached twenty, tears were streaming down Tommy's face. She hadn't broken any skin but there were nasty looking ridges on his ass each place the switch had struck him. Interestingly enough, his dick was still hard. Beverly and Karen helped Tommy to back away from the fallen tree. They led him a few paces away to a smooth, somewhat sandy patch of ground. Karen said "Stop crying so much! That was just to warm you up" and she cupped her hand over Tommy's blazing ass to confirm that he was indeed warmed up. "Now comes the REAL fun!" With that she opened her bag and took out some pieces of rope. She also took out a couple of iron stakes and a small hammer. This woman came prepared! Tommy was still on his hands and knees and she pushed him down so that his face was on the ground, his cheek resting on the cool soil. Both women then took his arms and pulled them un- derneath him, between his legs, and tied his right wrist to his right ankle and his left wrist to his left ankle. This left him bottom up- wards, his knees spread and his ass wide open. Each of his ass cheeks was a round globe. The crack of his ass was no longer a crack but spread wide open. His anus was like a little round 'O', spread open like that. Licking their lips they dragged him back about a foot and took great care to position him. If he could have seen where they were placing him he would have really flipped! About an inch below his asshole was the top of a good sized ant hill. Karen then took the two iron stakes and fastened one through each of the ropes that held his wrists and ankles. With the hammer she pounded them both deep into the hard ground. This left Tommy permanently anchored in that position, wide open, his vulnerable asshole like a hungry little mouth directly over the ant hill! Karen seemed pleased with the results but Beverly wasn't quite done yet. From her own bag she took out a small jar of honey. She scooped out a nice dollop of it with her index finger and smeared it right on, and then into, Tommy's open anus! She took a little more and ran a small bead along the underside of his stiff penis, put a drop on the underside of each testicle, then sat back in satisfaction to observe their handiwork. Tommy finally realized what was going on and he began to panic. He strained against his bonds but couldn't even come close to budging from his position. Beverly and Karen then sat back on the fallen log that Tommy had so recently straddled, and prepared to wait for the fun to start... Within minutes the first ants began climbing onto Tommy's calves and, drawn by the scent of the honey, began moving towards his ass. "Don't worry, darling. They're not stinging fire ants or anything like that. Just your normal everyday ants. We thought they might tickle your fancy". With that, both women began giggling at the pun. By this time the first ants had reached Tommy's asshole and begun probing the nectar they found there. As expected, the tickling motion of these insects began to have their effect on Tommy. He tried waggling his hips to ease the tickling sensation but he was bound helplessly open to their invasion. The first explorers returned to the hill but then scores of others began following the trail they had left back to the honeyspot. Within a few minutes their tiny feet and feelers had poor Tommy begging for release. He managed to buck his hips a tiny bit but it turned out to be just enough for his open anus to graze the top of the hill, knocking the tip of it off. This brought out dozens more and soon Tommy was wailing as his rump was covered by hundreds of the maddening little creatures. Several of them were on each testicle, licking away at the spot of honey deposited on them. Still others had followed the trail along the underside of his erect cock and were congregating just under the head of his penis. But, by far, the greatest concentration had collected around his trembling asshole. A few had ventured inside a bit and were scraping the honey off the walls with their tiny mandibles. The sensation was indescribable torment. While the hundreds of tiny probing feet stimulated his nerve endings to nearly the point of orgasm, the randomness of their movement, coupled with their incredibly light touch, kept him from going over the edge! He was, in effect, held prisoner, on the hairy edge of orgasm, without relief, for as long as the tiny torturers remained. These women knew their anatomy well and they watched breath- lessly as the poor boy, tied so helplessly exposed, was held RIGHT ON THE EDGE by these maddening little creatures. "Ohhhhh! Help! I'm sooooooo close. Please! let me cum.... unnnghhh..." Tommy was blubbering. Beverly and Karen were fascinated. They tried imagining the sheer torment that Tommy was feeling and the thought made them squeeze their thighs together. It was beyond their imagination. Ten minutes of this should be unendurable, but Tommy was tied! He HAD to endure it! An hour of this was completely unthinkable. To be held at the edge of orgasm by these mindless terrors for a whole hour, it was.... unthinkable! Nodding at each other the two women finally got up. Karen put her shirt and slacks on as Beverly walked over to where Tommy was trying to squirm. She patted his red ass, careful not to disturb any of the busy ants and said "We've got to go now, Tommy. It's getting late and soon the mosquitoes will be out. We'll leave you with your new found friends. I'm sure they'll be happy to keep you company tonight. We'll be back to get you in the morning. Keep a stiff upper-lip!" "Goodnight, Tommy!" Karen added as the two women began walking back towards the field, and the car. As they walked they heard Tommy's plaintive cries "Help! P-L-E-A-S-E, don't leave me like this. Please let me cum! Mistress Beverly! Mistress Karen! Pleeeaaase! ANYBODY! Please, I can't stand this. Let me cum....." His sobs and pleas grew dimmer as the two women crossed the field. "I suspect this is a night he'll never forget" said Beverly. Karen put her arm around Beverly's shoulder and said "Thanks Bev, I can't remember ever having such a good time on a blind date!" Tom Hyde couldn't believe the two women would actually leave him this way! They had thoroughly whipped his ass and left him tied up in the small clearing by the lake. His wrists were tied beneath him to each ankle and as he knelt there with his feet apart and his face in the dirt, his red ass was spread wide open to Karen and Beverly. The two women had positioned him so that his open asshole was barely grazing the top of an anthill and they had pounded iron stakes into the ground through his ropes to keep him in this vulnerable position. The generous dollops of honey in and around his anus and on his cock and balls added to their amusement and within minutes the maddening little creatures from the hill were driving him frantic! Too light a touch to allow him to cum, yet persistent enough to keep him blubbering on the edge and begging for relief. The two women sat there and watched him until he was begging pitifully. "We've got to go now, Tommy. It's getting late and soon the mosquitoes will be out. We'll leave you with your new found friends. I'm sure they'll be happy to keep you company tonight. We'll be back to get you in the morning. Keep a stiff upper lip!" "Help! P-L-E-A-S-E don't leave me like this! Please let me cum! Mistress Beverly! Mistress Karen! Please! Anybody! Please! I can't stand this! Let me cum..." As Karen and Beverly walked back to the car Tommy was thrash- ing his head wildly and begging, but the tight bonds held his lower body perfectly immobile to the ravishing of the mindless terrors that tormented him. They were nature's most perfect torturers! An hour of this and he'd surely go mad, or die of a heart attack. But Tommy was young and strong and destined to sustain the torment of the long night. For over an hour his pitiful cries echoed across the lake and through the woods, but there was nobody to hear him, no relief from his torment. The ants did a number on him, torturing him senseless with their tiny movements and scrapings, holding him sooooo close, so very close to the edge of orgasm but not quite close enough to send him over that elusive edge. He blubbered and shook and sobbed and begged, but no mattter how close he got, the lightness of their touch and the randomness of their movements would not let him cum. If there was a hell, then he was in it. After the sun went down the activity of the ants began to abate and, blessedly, come to an end. But his ordeal was not over by a long shot! With the night came the buzzing of the mosquitos... Drawn to the warmth of his body and especially to the heat of his whipped ass and groin, they congregated and fed. Throughout the night he could hear them buzzing around him. He could feel them ever so lightly land on his ass and thighs. Occasionally he'd feel a sting as a particularly large mosquito inserted its proboscis into his searing flesh and drank its full. Shortly after that the itching started, maddening him as it drove him to wiggle his ass as much as he could, but he was still held wide open by the ropes and stakes. The long night wore on and on... Somewhere Beverly and Karen were sleeping, wondering how he'd survive this night of torment. Linda and her friends were probably remembering their two nights with him as they slept in their cozy little beds at home, their knees pulled up tight and their fingers probing and tickling between their thighs, rubbing themselves off to orgasm after orgasm. For Tommy, however, it was a night of torment beyond anything he could have ever imagined. He prayed to be able to fall asleep, or at least pass out, but the buzzing and itching held him prisoner to the long night. After an eternity, the first rays of dawn and the chirping of birds signalled an end to this worst of all nights. The mosquitos began to leave him in peace, but, just like demonic relay partners, the ants began getting active again! There were still traces of the honey that attracted them back to those same familiar places. Once again he was howling and crying as they drove him to the brink of madness, not letting him cum, but keeping him ever so close... When Beverly and Karen finally showed up around 9:00am he was blubbering like a baby. In his wild thrashings he had managed to loosen one of the stakes just a little so that he was swiveling one of his hips, trying in desperation to drive the ants away, but they continued to torment his anus and continued crawling along the underside of his engorged cock. His balls, which were also covered with ants, appeared bloated, filled with the semen from countless hours of arousal and denied orgasm. They were heavy in their sack, causing them to nearly touch the ground at the base of the anthill. Karen and Beverly surveyed the scene with intense interest. Tommy looked like a sacrifice, or the main course in some unbe- lievable feast. Indeed they were right! As he continued blubbering nonsensically and pathetically swivelling his hip, Beverly walked in front of him. She crouched down and held his face in her hands and peered questioningly into his eyes. Slowly he began to recognize her! He had been driven nearly insane, perhaps partly so, but when he recognized her face he began begging pathetically: "P-p-lease, M-mmistress B-beverly" was all he could manage. He had developed a pronounced stutter but it looked as if he had sur- vived the night. Gently Karen took a damp cloth and began wiping the ants off of his body. "Wow!" came a hushed gasp. "I've never seen anything like this before in my life!" "Me neither" piped up another, younger voice. As Karen got rid of the ants Tommy realized that the two women were not alone. Through his stupor he began to hear the sounds of several other people standing nearby. Beverly and Karen had brought some friends! When Beverly released his face he turned his head slightly to take in the group. He squinted his eyes through his burning tears and noticed, to his shock, that Marie and Carol were both staring at his ass in wonder! He gasped again to see young Linda, who he had humiliated a couple of weeks earlier, standing beside Mrs. Whitford, who stood there rubbing her chin and chuckling as she began to piece together the ordeal he must have been put through! So that was it... Beverly and Karen had called the others and invited them to come along this morning to see him like this! It kinda figured, but even after the humiliation he had received at each of their hands he was still mortified to have them witness his punishment at the hands of Beverly and Karen. Mortified, but still grateful for the release. He turned his head back to Beverly and lowered his face to her shoes. He began kissing them, oblivious to the shame, and begging her to please never make him go through a night like that again. It would surely kill him. He cried on her shoes and begged and stuttered his undying devotion to her as he begged her never to do that to him again. He was so pitiful that even Linda had to chuckle a little. Carol and Marie continued looking at his ass in wonder as they saw the welts rising up from the countless mosquito bites. They had feasted on him, all right, and the itching was going to be a continuing torment and reminder to him for many days. "Oooh, you poor thing..." Beverly cooed. "That must have been awful! I hated having to do that to you Tommy, but I had to make sure you would be obedient today. I certainly hope I never have to put you through that ordeal again, but that's entirely up to you. Will you be a good boy and obey everything I command?" "Oh, yes Mistress Beverly. Anything... I promise!" "Well that's certainly the right attitude, and a good start for what's ahead." She motioned to the other women to seat themselves on the fallen tree and a few large rocks as she turned her attention back to Tommy, who was still groveling at her feet and stuttering out his promises to her. "Tommy, I think you realize by now that you are no longer a free man. You are completely at the mercy of my whim, and the desires of these fine ladies here. Wouldn't you agree?" "Oh yes, Mistress Beverly! I agree!" There were a few snickers from the group as he blurted that out. "That makes you my slave Tommy. Do you realize that? You are now my slave, my property. I can do whatever I want to you, for no other reason than my own enjoyment. Isn't that right?" "Y-yes, Mistress B-beverly. I'm your slave. I'll do anything you say." "Good! But you're not just MY slave, you know. You're also going to become the slave of each of the women here.... Karen and Linda and Mrs. Whitford, and even Carol and Marie! What do you think of that? Any objections?" The other women glanced at each other and Carol and Marie giggled a bit. "No, Mistress Beverly... I-I mean YES Mistress... I mean NO, Mistress Beverly. I have no objections..." Tommy was sni- ing a bit, and more than a bit confused, but he was so scared of Beverly right now that he was petrified of saying the wrong thing. "I'm glad I'm their slave." "Excellent! Then you'll be happy to hear that I've decided that you're to spend one night a week from now on serving each of your new Mistresses. Since Linda lives at home with her parents I've decided that her day with you will be Saturday. You will give her a key to your house and you will be available to her to use, or play with, or spank, or show off to her friends, or do anything she wants all day Saturday... EVERY Saturday. Do you understand me?" Linda clapped her hands in delight as she heard Tommy stutter out "Y-yes Mistress, anything she wants. I p-promise." "Good! Then Monday nights will be for Mrs. Whitford, Tuesday nights will be for Marie, Wednesdays for Carol, Thursdays for Karen and Fridays will be for me! That's every week from now on, slave. Do you understand what this means? Anything they want! And Fridays for me. Fridays will be very important to you, young man. Because if any one of these ladies expresses even the slightest disappointment with you during the week; anything, from being too slow to lay across their knees for a spanking, to hesitating even slightly if they want to show you off to their friends. Any disappointment at all will cause you to spend that Friday night back here with your little friends by the lake, only it will be even worse. Do you hear me?" Tommy started blubbering again. "Oh please, Mistress Beverly. Don't tie me up here again all night! It would KILL me! I'll do any- thing you or the others say. I promise. Please...." and his shoulders shook as the other women smiled and contemplated the future. They each had their very own slave, for a whole night every week. EVERY week! They could do whatever they wanted to him or make him do whatever pleased them! This was wonderful! Tom hadn't had an opportunity to let all of this sink in yet. All he knew was that he would do anything to keep from going through another night like the one he had just had. When it finally hit him that he was to be the permanent slave of six ladies ranging in age from a perky teenager to a woman in her 50's he would nearly die! Carol! Petite little Carol from work, who had always seemed so shy. He was to be her slave! Every Wednesday night from now on he would be at her apartment, across her lap if she wished, or bent across a table or stool where she and her friends could spank him and look at him whenever they chose! It was clear to him now that Beverly had included Carol and Marie in on this just to humiliate him. Oh God, Marie! And she had a roommate too! She was always teasing him at work. Well every Tuesday night from now on she and her roommate would be teasing him... and more! He always suspected she had a little cruel streak and he was about to find out exactly how cruel she could be! She was into parties. He shuddered to think about the treatment he'd be receiving at her hands. She'd have him dancing to her tune all right. Serving drinks, maybe wearing a little apron, entertaining in the most humiliating ways possible. She'd make good use of him, that was certain. Mrs. Whitford had her own plans already. She hadn't had a man around her house for a long time and she relished the thought of this young man at her beck and call one night a week. She had plenty of work for him to do. Carpentry and plumbing, household chores and yard work. She smiled inwardly as she thought of him doing all those chores in the nude! Even the yard work! Her back yard was pretty secluded and bordered only by Tom's property and an empty lot, so it was reasonably private. She could sit in a lawn chair and watch him sweating in the garden, stark naked, bending over and pulling weeds, trimming hedges. When it got too dark she could turn on the floodlights so he could continue. All those little jobs around the house would finally get done and she'd have some fun watching it. Karen had completely different plans for Thursdays. She'd have him on his knees eating her out for hours at a time. Whenever she felt horny, and that was almost always, she'd have his tongue at her disposal. If he didn't do it right, or even if she just felt like it, she'd strap him down and whip his ass good. That always made her even hotter, so soon she'd be sitting on his face again, rubbing her pussy against his lips, rubbing her clit against his nose, laughing as she saw his dick throbbing for her! He'd throb all night as she alternately tormented and played with him, depending on her mood. Karen would be a very demanding mistress indeed! Little Linda was going to spend her Saturdays exacting her re- venge for the humiliation he had caused her! Tina and Ellen would be available to help her, and she could invite a few more of her friends over whom she trusted. She had got a real thrill seeing Tommy on his hands and knees with that ridiculous baby bonnet on his head. She knew it had humiliated him greatly so she decided that a lot more of the same treatment would be a good way to get back at him. She'd put him in diapers and make him crawl and drink from a bottle while her friends watched and took pictures of him. She would get him a nice playpen so he could lie in it and jerk off for them! She could even invite those four girls in who had seen him being punished in the back seat of his car! She knew that the spankings and diaper changes would amuse them greatly while causing Mr. Hyde a lot of discomfort. He'd pay dearly at her hands! Beverly looked around at the scene she had before her. Tommy was still tied up on his hands and knees, spread wide and sobbing at her feet. His dick was throbbing and his balls were hanging low and full. Around him were seated six ladies, each thrilled at having him as their personal slave, if only for one night a week. Things had turned out pretty well, it seemed! Certainly better than she had planned when she'd first seen him sitting in that tavern only four nights ago. But then again, she had always had the ability to make the best of situations as opportunities presented themselves. As for her Fridays, well, whenever Tommy had proved to be obe- dient and escaped the torment of another night in the woods, she'd have him spend Friday nights at her studio in town. She was going to use her night as an opportunity to indulge all of her bizarre sexual fantasies. She now had a slave who couldn't say no to anything and she planned to make good use of him. She'd spend her leisure time photographing him in all the inde- cent poses her dirty little mind could come up with. The first thing she'd do is make him sign a model's release form and then she'd be free to do whatever she pleased with the pictures, even sell them to magazines if she felt she had some particularly good ones. She was smart enough to know that the best way to keep him tractable was to keep him aroused and begging. When she was tired of taking pic- tures or needed to get some work done she would keep him in a little cage, or tied on his back with his legs bent in the air and spread wide. It would be good inspiration to her and it would also prove to be a nice diversion for her twin nieces, whom she often had over to visit her. They could amuse themselves with him in that position while she got her work done or ran an errand or two. They were good girls, but a little devilish, and she was sure they'd enjoy playing with him like that! Poor Mr. Hyde! If he only knew the full extent of his future serving these women... but even if he did, it wouldn't change a thing. He had gone far past the point of being able to do anything to prevent it. Beverly licked her lips as she released Tommy from his bonds. She made him crawl to each of the ladies, kiss their shoes and beg them to keep him as their slave. He also had to lay across each lady's lap for a sound spanking as he cried for it to end. It was particularly embarrassing being spanked by Carol. She seemed almost as nervous as he, but she soon warmed to the task of warming his backside, egged on a bit by Marie's encouragement. After he had visited each of the ladies Beverly made him kneel in front of the group and jerk off while they laughed and hooted and told him how cute he looked. He was ready to shoot in less than a minute but Beverly insisted he hold out for at least five minutes before letting him release his pent-up load. As the timer clicked off the last seconds, his face was beet red and the veins in his forehead were bulging from the intense desire to release. Finally he sprayed his hot white load high into the air and collapsed on the ground, his body wracked with convulsions as his ejaculations continued. Over a dozen spasms later he finally stopped jerking his hips. The load from his balls had finally been released but even he knew that this was only a temporary relief. It was Saturday, after all, and he belonged to Linda the rest of the day. Beverly made him crawl back to the car and put him in the back seat. When they got to his house she allowed him to put his sweatpants and tee shirt back on for the walk from the car to the front door. This was a temporary situation to avoid any embarrassment on Linda's part as she went along with them into the house. Once inside, they stripped him down completely and made him get on his hands and knees. Linda found the baby bonnet from the other night and placed it back on his head while Beverly re-attached the leash to his collar. "You have my number, Linda. Don't forget to let me know if he even slightly disappoints you. I'll know how to handle him!" Linda hugged Beverly and thanked her several times. As Beverly opened the door to leave, Linda was already picking up the phone to call Tina and Ellen. They had a full day ahead of them and a lot of preparations to make! She looked at Tommy crouched crab-like on the carpet and smiled. He looked at her pathetically from beneath the hated pink bonnet. The intense misery in his eyes made her feel smug with confidence as she dialed Tina's number. Life sure was great when you were young and in control! When Tina answered the phone, Linda nearly bubbled over with excitement telling her about the arrangements Beverly had made, and that Mr. Hyde was now a slave! Not only that but he was to be HER slave every Saturday, from now on! From his position on the floor, crouched crab-like on his arms and knees with his bare ass up in the air spread wide and inviting, Tommy could hear Tina's squeals of delight as both teenagers chatted excitedly over the phone about their plans. On two occasions Linda had to reach down and slap his already red ass and warn him to stop fidgeting. Eventually she sat down in a chair and crossed her legs on his rump, using him as a footstool while she finished her conversation with her friend. "OK now, you're sure you can get the stuff? Great! You should see him now... He's totally naked except for that pink baby bonnet on his head and I'm using his rear end for a footstool! Yeah, he looks miserable. Wait till tonight when the others come over! He thinks he's miserable now! Hurry up and come on over. I'll call Ellen now and see if she's home. See ya!" After Linda hung up she immediately dialed Ellen's number. When Ellen finally came to the phone Linda repeated the whole story to her, even pausing to slap Tommy's ass again just so he wouldn't think she'd forgotten him. Ellen told her that she, too, could bring over a few things and Linda told her to hurry because Tina was already on her way. After she hung up, Linda just sat there for a few minutes looking at Tom. She used her toes to massage his asscheeks a bit and even poked her toes in between them while she giggled and taunted him.
"You don't look like such a big shot now, Mr. Hyde! Beverly really did a number on you but now it's MY turn... I'm still pissed at you, you know. You weren't very nice to me in front of my friends. I'll bet you never thought that someday you'd be my slave, did you! Well, did you?" and she goosed him with her toe. "N-n-oo, Mistress Linda" Tom replied nervously. "No, I'm sure you didn't. But you ARE my slave!" She laughed. "Now it's my turn to get even with you for being such a nasty shit to me! I know that bonnet that you're wearing embarrasses you. I can see that. That's exactly why you're wearing it! You're gonna wear it in front of my friends, and that's not all you're gonna do! You're gonna be soooo embarrassed, Mr. Hyde!" She giggled as she continued massaging his ass. Tommy just sni- ed as the doorbell rang. "I'm coming!" Beverly got up and patted Tom's rump as she walked towards the door and opened it. "Gimme a hand with this" Tina said, and both girls walked down the steps. Tommy could hear them struggling to bring something up that sounded like it was on casters. When they finally maneuvered it through the door Tommy saw with horror that it was a playpen! "This is great, Tina! You sure nobody will miss it?" "Positive" Tina answered. "And I got some other neat stuff too, look!" "All right, wow!" Linda exclaimed as she saw the Teddy bear and rattle. "I hope nobody saw you dragging this thing across the street. Even if they did you can always say that Mr. Hyde was baby sitting someone and wanted to borrow it." They closed the door and rolled the playpen into the middle of the living room. The two girls crouched down and began touching Tommy all over and lightly stroking his hard penis. "Look what Aunt Tina brought over for you, Tommy! Isn't it wonderful? Say 'Thank You, Aunt Tina'." "Th-thank you... Aunt Tina" Tom managed. Just then the door- bell rang again. "Hurry up, you guys. It's me!" Tina opened the door and saw Ellen standing there with her arms full. She had a couple of baby bottles with nipples and some assorted clothes and things piled in her arms. She dropped them on the sofa and went over to see Tommy. "I brought the Polaroid over too. I've got a couple of fresh packs of film with it." "Great! Thanks a lot Ellen. You guys sure came through!" "It was our pleasure!" Ellen laughed. "I've got all day today and tonight too. I want to have some fun!" "That's fine with me", Linda replied. "I got an idea to get things off to a good start. Take off your panties and roll them into a ball." Linda shucked off her shorts and removed her white panties. She put her shorts back on and stood waiting while Ellen and Tina did likewise. "Fetch, Tommy! Bring it back!" She laughed as she threw the panties to the other side of the room. She used her foot to push Tommy in that direction. "Don't use your hands, just your teeth. Crawl over there and bring them back to me." The girls laughed as they saw Tommy crawl over to the panties on the floor. He lowered his head and picked them up in his teeth. Linda sat down on the chair and waited for him to crawl back to her with the panties dangling from his mouth. "Don't get too much drool on them! That's a good boy!" The other girls sat down on the sofa and began tossing their panties around the room too. Tommy had to scramble to keep up with them. If he took too long retrieving them the girls would slap his ass and urge him to be faster. "Hold them by the crotch, Tommy, not the waistband." Linda ordered. Ellen snapped a picture and they all paused to watch it develop. "Oh, he looks so cute with that pink baby bonnet on and the panties hanging from his mouth. I'm sure Beverly will love this one! Maybe Marie can put it on the bulletin board at work!" They all laughed and resumed their game of fetch with a now truly miserable Tommy. While Ellen and Tina continued the game, Linda got up and went into the bedroom. She came back with a white sheet from Tom's bed. She then got a pair of scissors from the kitchen and sat on the floor, cutting. "Whatcha doing, Linda?" Tina asked. "I'm making Tommy some nice diapers. Help me out." Tina got down on the rug and helped Linda measure and cut four large squares of cloth. "These look just about right! Come here Tommy. We want to try one of these on you." "No, please!" begged Tommy, hesitating. "Oops, looks like I'm gonna have to tell Beverly you were bad today!" "No, please don't tell her that!" Tommy panicked. "I'm coming". "Hurry up or I'll tell her!" Linda threatened as Tommy crawled over to the girls. They folded the cloth into a diaper, then made Tommy lie on his back with his legs up while they worked it under him and brought the corners around his waist and between his legs. "Wait, don't forget the powder!" Ellen yelled, as she brought the baby powder over and a handful of large safety pins. They sprinkled him with powder then pinned the corners of the diaper in place. "Wow! Wait till the others see this!" Linda exclaimed gleefully. She made Tommy roll over again and sit up with his legs spread. They made him suck on his thumb and pose for the camera while they laughed at him. Ellen thought he had too much hair for a baby so they undid the diaper and used the scissors to trim his groin hair very low. Linda got some shaving cream and a razor and the two girls went to work shaving his crotch and legs. In about ten minutes Tommy's crotch was completely bald. They even pulled his legs back and got the little hairs between his asscheeks and around his anus. When they were finished they fastened the diaper back on him and gave him a bottle with a nipple to suck on while they took some more pictures. Tom was embarrassed beyond belief, but he was trapped. He had to obey every command of these mischievous young ladies, his neighbors, or he would face another night at the lake and that was unthinkable. He crawled around on the floor in the diaper and bonnet while they jeered and took pictures, knowing that he was getting even deeper under their control with every flash of the camera, but he couldn't rebel now. It was a one-way street and there was no backing out at this point. He had no choice but continue going down. He was shamed to tears, and this was only the first day! The girls made him drink bottle after bottle of water from his nipple. Eventually, nature began to call and he looked pleadingly at them and asked to go to the bathroom. "Is it number one or number two?" Linda asked. "Number one" Tom answered uneasily. "Sorry Tommy, but that's what your diaper is for" she giggled, unmercifully. "Please Linda!" he begged pathetically "I really have to go, bad." She was unmoved, and mischievously made him drink another bottle of water. Tommy began squirming in agony. His legs were shaking and he was doing everything he could to hold it in, but it was a losing struggle. "Please!" he begged again. "Don't humiliate me this way!" He sni- ed a bit and continued squirming. "You know, you sure cry a lot. Maybe that diaper and bonnet are appropriate on you. You had better get used to them because you're going to be wearing them every Saturday from now on. "Please!" he struggled to hold it in, but he was shivering and squirming on the rug. The three girls gathered around him and watched and waited for the inevitable to happen. "I want you to look right at us while you wet your diaper, Tommy. Don't look away or we'll make you sorry!" As he looked at the three teenagers smiling at him he couldn't hold out any longer. He felt the first warm trickle into his diaper. Once the floodgates were opened, he couldn't stop the flow. He peed and peed, feeling his diaper getting sopping wet with the warm liquid. The girls were laughing at him as they saw what was happening. He was humiliated, but it felt so good to release the flow that he actually sighed as he did it! When he was finished Linda warned him not to move too much. "Looks like we're gonna have to get you some plastic pants to wear over your diaper, Tommy! We don't want you staining the rug." In his wet diaper they made him crawl from the living room onto the cool linoleum floor in the kitchen. When he got there they made him lie on his back with his knees up and spread while they unfastened the pins holding his diaper on. As they removed it they could see his cock and little hairless balls, sopping wet. They pulled the diaper off of him and used a washcloth to clean him off. They dried him then left him lying like that while Tina got another diaper from the living room. Linda sprinkled some more powder on his genitals and ass while Ellen took another picture. Finally Tina slid the new diaper under him and fastened it with the safety pins. "There! All nice and dry. Have another bottle, Tommy. We'd better cut up some more diapers for you - you'll need them for tonight!" They made him sit on the floor and play with some of the toys Ellen brought over while Linda got on the phone and called a few more of her friends. By the time she'd hung up she had another six girls who were coming over in about an hour. Most of them knew Mr. Hyde and couldn't believe that Linda was serious, but Linda felt they could be trusted and told them to bring some soda and chips and they'd see for themselves. One by one the new arrivals knocked on the door, and one by one they cracked up hysterically when they saw Tommy sitting on the floor! When they had all arrived Linda made Tommy crawl to each new girl and introduce himself as 'Baby Tommy' and thank them for coming to see him. After that the girls cracked open the soda and chips and began chatting about how Linda had got Mr. Hyde to do all these things. They even found some beer in Tom's refrigerator and passed that around too. Linda told the girls that Tommy loved being dominated by women and that he was, in fact, a slave to six women, including her. Her day was Saturday and they were all invited over any Saturday they had nothing else to do. They could even bring along some friends as long as they were sure they could be trusted to keep their mouths shut. Linda took off Tom's diaper and made him get up on his hands and knees again, wearing only his bonnet. The girls squealed with delight as they stared at his shaved crotch and pink ass. She made him suck his thumb as each of the new arrivals fondled his ass and felt him up good. She then made him crawl slowly around the room, slapping his own ass while they laughed hysterically. They each took some pictures of him and even posed with him for a few, but Linda made it clear that all of the pictures had to remain with her. She then made him climb into the playpen, and with his knees lifted back and spread as wide as he could get them he had to jerk off for them all as they watched in fascination. It didn't take long for him to cum, spraying his white seed all over the place, so Linda told him to just keep on going and to do it again. He pumped furiously trying to get a second orgasm and his hand was a complete blur. The girls were gathered around him, drinking beer and soda and taunting him on. It took him nearly ten minutes of jerking and twisting around in the little crib before he felt close to the edge again. The girls noticed the change as he got closer and Linda made him slow down and use only his thumb and first two fingers. When he was right on the edge they made him beg to be allowed to come while they laughed and stroked his thighs and feet. Finally Linda gave permission and with a groan Tommy was spurting all over his belly again. They gave him his bottle and a Teddy bear and allowed him to rest there in the pen while they listened to some music and talked about some other ideas the new girls had for him. A short while later he had to pee again so they put a new diaper on him and made him pee in it again for the amusement of the new arrivals. Tina noticed that two of the girls who had seen him being punished in his car on Wednesday just happened to be out in the street in front of the house. They hadn't said anything to anybody so far, so Linda thought they might be amused to see Mr. Hyde having his diaper changed. She called them and invited them in. When they saw Mr. Hyde in the bonnet and diaper they covered their mouths and blushed deeply, but there was laughter in their eyes. Poor Mr. Hyde had just about lost it by this point. His dignity was completely gone and as he lay on his back with his legs in the air he cried like a real baby as they removed the wet diaper, cleaned him up, powdered him, and put on a fresh diaper. Linda made him crawl over to the footstool and lie across it. She then tugged his diaper down around his knees and invited the two new arrivals to give him a good spanking! They were too embarrassed at first, but egged on by Linda one of them walked up to Mr. Hyde and gently gave him a slap on his powdered ass. "No, harder than that! Give him a REAL spanking! He can take it!" The girl gave him a harder slap, and then a harder one. Before long her hand was leaving red slap marks all over his cheeks. Tom wouldn't have believed how much a small hand like hers could sting, but she put her whole arm into it and eventually had him begging her to stop. Her friend then didn't want to be outdone and she continued the spanking while Tom squirmed and pleaded with her to go softer. His diaper hung loose around his knees and he shifted his weight and twisted his ass, trying to avoid the painful slaps, but to no avail! The whole room was laughing hysterically as Tom howled in pain and cried. When the girls were done Linda made him kneel in front of them and thank them both for the spanking they had given him. They giggled and left, leaving Tom mortified beyond belief. The rest of the day was spent tormenting and humiliating him in front of Linda's friends. He had several more wet diaper changes and had to jerk off twice more until finally supper time arrived and everybody had to go home. After supper Linda and Ellen came back, along with three of the other girls from the afternoon, and they kept at him till around eight o'clock. At that point it was time to call it a day. As they prepared to go home the girls thanked Linda and asked her if they could come back again next Saturday. "Sure!" said Linda. "By then we should all have some really good ideas to use on him... Poor Mr. Hyde.." she said with mock sympathy. "He's going to be soooo embarrassed!" After all her guests had gone home Linda turned to look at Tom. He was still wearing the degrading pink bonnet and kneeling naked on the carpet. His face was wet from tears and nearly as red as his burning ass. There was a stack of wet diapers in a heap on the kitchen floor and the living room was a total mess. He had been thoroughly humiliated all day at her hands and the hands of her friends and she decided a little more gloating before she called it a night was in order. "Before I go home tonight I just want to let you know that I think it was real shitty of you to embarrass me the way you did a couple of weeks ago. You don't know it but you made me cry! I'll bet if you knew you were going to wind up being a slave in a couple of weeks that you'd have treated me a lot better. So, how does it feel being my slave? I don't feel one bit sorry for you, Mr. Hyde. You're getting just what you deserve and I'm just glad that I can be one of the people who are doing it to you." "This must be real embarrassing for you, huh? Being stripped and spanked in front of my girlfriends and jerking off and wearing baby clothes and stuff? I'm glad that it embarrasses you, because I think we should keep you like this for the rest of your life!" "Well, I gotta go now, but I just wanted you to know that I'm getting even with you and that I'm gonna do even worse stuff to you next week." With that, Linda got up to leave. She hesitated, then turned and walked right up beside Tom. Kneeling as he was on his hands and knees, his ass was still a perfect target. She reached way back and with a terrific swing gave him a very hard slap on his sensitive ass, causing him to jump and yell "Owwww!". "I'll see you next Saturday, Mr. Hyde. And so will my friends... and maybe even YOUR friends! Hahahaha! G'nite!" Even after she closed the door behind her Tom continued kneeling there staring at the floor. Very slowly he let himself collapse onto the rug with his face buried in his arms and he cried. He sobbed for about 10 minutes until, in complete exhaustion, he fell asleep. He awoke about midnight and managed to stumble into his bed- room. He still had the bonnet on his head and as he got into bed he noticed it and untied it and threw it onto the floor in the corner of his room. Both of his sheets were missing but he drew the blanket up under his chin and went back to sleep. He slept fitfully, tortured by erotic nightmares, until he awoke the next morning a little after 9:00. Tom showered and ate some breakfast. Per Linda's orders the previous night he washed all of the diapers and gathered up the bottles and toys and such and put them in the playpen which he wheeled into the spare bedroom, where it would be available the following week... He spent the day at home, scared to go outside, and equally scared to stay inside. A couple of times he saw Linda come outside and he feared that she might come over and visit with him, but she seemed to honor his day off. He watched as she talked to the two girls who had witnessed his humiliation the previous day. They seemed to be laughing and enjoying themselves and eventually Linda patted them on their backs and went back inside, apparently satisfied that all was well. Tom watched a little TV that night and went to bed early, this time with new sheets. It was his first normal day in nearly a week but he panicked when he thought of the morning and the beginning of a new week and his upcoming ordeals. If only he could find a way out of this trap, but it was utterly hopeless. In the morning he woke early but he dawdled over breakfast. He delayed going to work for as long as possible, but eventually the time came when he had to leave. Carol, Marie and Louise were all at their desks when he arrived. "How was your Saturday, Tom?" Marie chided. Tom blushed and sat at his desk. As he reached into his drawer to get a pencil he found one of the photographs of him taken on Saturday, on his back in the playpen. He winced when he saw the degrading baby bonnet on his head. His knees were lifted up and spread wide and he was masturbating with one hand and holding a nippled bottle with the other. His asshole was completely visible beneath his shaved crotch and a young hand could be seen holding onto one of his feet. "Looks like Linda had a pretty good time. I can't wait till it's my turn" she giggled mischievously. Louise didn't know what was going on but she suspected that the two younger women had been with Tom over the weekend. Most of the day was as normal as could be expected. Mrs. Peter- son arrrived at 9:00 and went out to visit a client just before lunch. Tom's nervousness caused him to make a couple of errors and Louise took the opportunity to pull him by the ear into Mrs. Peterson's office. She stripped and spanked him, this time in full view of the younger women. She made him crawl around the office naked on his hands and knees for a half hour while they answered phones and conducted business. He was petrified that someone might come in and see him that way, but after 30 minutes he was allowed to kneel in front of Louise and apologize for his mistakes, and then get dressed and back to his desk. Mrs. Peterson came back around 2:30 and once again got a nod of approval from Louise that all had gone well in her absence. At 5:00 Tommy got up to leave for home. "Say hello to Mrs. Whitford, Tommy!" Marie laughed as he walked out the door and down the stairs to his car. Mrs. Whitford was sitting in her usual spot on her front porch as he pulled into the driveway. He paused and looked at her expectantly for a moment but when she made no movement to acknowledge him he went inside his house. A couple of minutes later the telephone rang. Hesitantly he picked it up and said 'hello'. He heard Mrs. Whitford's cackling voice at the other end: "You remember what night this is, don't you Mr. Hyde? Take a shower and scrub yourself squeaky clean. And I mean EVERY- WHERE. I want you over here with your tools in half an hour, sharp!" After the phone clicked Tommy rushed about, taking his tools out of the closet in the spare bedroom while getting undressed. He showered quickly but thoroughly. He didn't want to give Mrs. Whit- ford any more of an excuse to be angry with him so he soaped his ass and crotch up several times and thoroughly dried himself before slipping on a pair of jeans and a pullover shirt. He walked outside and across the lawn to Mrs. Whitford's house. She was gone from the porch so he knocked on the door. She opened it and told him to come inside and put his toolbox on the floor by the closet. "Beverly gave me one of them pictures that Linda took of you on Saturday. My my! Looks like those girls sure had some fun with you!" "I'm not gonna do any of that stuff. I'm too old for that nonsense and besides, I got a lotta chores 'round here needs be taken care of. Stand right there and strip off all your clothes, boy. Everything! Hurry Up!" Although Tom was expecting this command, he still blushed at the thought of standing in Mrs. Whitford's hallway completely nude while she watched him. Her blue eyes smiled in her sharp, thin face as she stood there and appraised his smallish form. "Not a whole lot of meat there, but I guess you'll do." She read off a list of chores she wanted done, including simple little things like tightening up the loose screws in the handles of her cabinet drawers and putting some oil on the slider of her patio door. She also had him get a ladder and replace some light bulbs in the ceiling while she stood at the base of it and let her eyes, and her hands, run up and down his thighs and buttocks. When he finished these she gave him a bucket with some soapy water and a sponge and told him to scrub her kitchen floor on his hands and knees. She sat at the kitchen table, smoking cigarettes and admiring his ass as he moved around the floor. His next chore was cleaning the bathroom and she took the liberty of slapping his ass whenever she saw a spot he missed or felt he was slowing down. When he finally finished that chore she handed him a pair of old cloth gardening gloves and told him she wanted him outside in the backyard weeding her garden. When he paused a moment, staring out at the sunlit yard, she walked up and gave him two hard slaps on his ass and warned him: "Don't disobey me boy or I'll tell Beverly and you know what that'll mean! Nobody's gonna see you out there 'cept me, unless of course someone comes wanderin' into the yard, but that's not very likely. Get out there, now!" Tom opened the sliding glass door and walked out into the brightly lit yard, feeling more naked than he did in the house. For the next hour Mrs. Whitford sat in a lawn chair and watched Tom bending over her begonias and marigolds. She made him stand with his legs apart and knees only sightly bent and bend from the waist while he worked. She liked the way his ass jiggled as he tugged at the weeds and eventually a soft sheen of sweat built up on his skin. She let him sit down on the grass cross-legged during a five minute break while she reminded him about last week when he called her an old witch for cutting down one of his bushes. She told him that if she ever heard him talk that disrespectfully to a woman again she'd haul him out into the street and spank his bare ass to tears for the amusement of all his neighbors. At around 9:00 she told him he could go home for the night. She handed him his clothes in a ball and told him to tuck them under his arm and jump the fence to go home. Next week she wanted him to come over the same way, naked. He could leave his tools at her house. When Tom let himself in through his back door he showered and then climbed sorely into bed. This had been a hard week so far, and it was only Monday! The next morning Tom got into work a little early and was sitting at his desk when Carol and Marie walked in together. Marie seemed all excited. Although Carol's night was not until tomorrow, Marie had been coaching the younger girl and told her she wanted a full report of her first night with Tommy. She reminded her that even though she might have had a little crush on Tom before all this, that was all in the past. Tom was their slave now, and that's all he'd ever be, from now on. He was to be used for her own enjoyment without any regard for his own feelings, and he was to be punished, severely and quickly, for any mistakes, in order to train him properly for his life's role serving women. Tom sat at his desk listening as Marie told this all to Carol with- out any apparent regard for his presence. Tonight was Marie's night and he already knew she was going to be a real bitch. Louise walked in about ten minutes later and Mrs. Peterson arrived a little earlier than normal. She said she was going to have to leave at noontime and would be out for the rest of the week. Tom felt his heart sink as he noticed the little smile on Louise's face and saw Marie wink slyly at her. After Mrs. Peterson left at noontime, the three women just sat there and glanced at each other for a couple of minutes. It seemed they all knew what was on each other's minds, but nobody seemed willing to say anything. Finally Marie started giggling and when Carol joined her Louise simply said "Oh, shit. Why pretend? We all know what's gonna happen. Let's just do it..." She didn't even bother dragging Tommy into Mrs. Peterson's office. She made him strip down naked right there in front of all of them. When he stood there naked she made him spread his legs so they could get a really close look at his shaved crotch. She then bent him over Carol's desk and used a ruler to wail his ass till he was hopping from foot to foot and pleading for her to stop. The phones were ringing but the women were too busy to answer them. By the time Tom's hairless ass was a bright red, he was dancing a little jig and twisting away from each slap of the ruler. Louise finally stopped but left him bent over the desk, sni- ing. "What should we do with this bad little boy we have here?" she mockingly asked the other women. "Do you think he's been properly punished yet?" "No! No!" Marie and Carol both answered, laughing. Louise pushed all of the papers aside and made Tom climb right up and kneel on all fours on top of Carol's desk. She positioned him so he was facing outward with his ass pointed directly back at the young blonde, who sat there somewhat startled. A few slaps on his thighs with the ruler got him to spread his legs wide as he crouched there, his erection pointing straight out just an inch or so above Carol's desk. She told Tommy to keep his head down on the desk, between his two hands and handed Carol the ruler. "Every time he moves a muscle, hit him hard with this." "But what if someone comes in?" Carol asked, somewhat shakily. "Marie is sitting right by the door, she can see if anybody's com- ing up the stairs. Tom can hide underneath your desk until they leave. As long as Marie keeps her eyes peeled there shouldn't be a problem." For the next 20 minutes or so Tom knelt there while Carol talked on the phone and conducted business. Every once in awhile when Tom would shift his weight a little to take the stress off his knees Carol would give him a sharp slap or two with the ruler. "Stop fidgeting Mr. Hyde!" she warned him. But she would also reach out and cup his dangling balls, weighing them in her small hand, or lightly brush a piece of paper along the crack of his ass just to see him jump and to watch his stiff cock bob up and down, bouncing against her desktop. Once, Marie called out that two people were coming up the stairs and Tom started to panic and get down but she only laughed and said that she "must have been mistaken, sorry!" Carol seemed to be having difficulty talking on the phone and getting her work done so Louise eventually made Tom get down and crawl right in front of the door and kneel there with his ass pointed back towards the office. Louise told him to reach back between his legs with his right hand and to stroke himself while he knelt there. "I want you hard as long as you're there. If I look down and see you soft, or if you cum, I swear I'll call downstairs and invite the girls from Dr. Sorenson's office up here to see you. I'm sure they'd get a good laugh out of this. If you don't believe me, you just try me!" Tom reached back between his legs and grabbed hold of his cock. It was already hard and sticking out straight but he began very lightly stroking it to make sure it stayed that way. He had to be careful to stop occasionally in order not to cum, but he managed to keep himself stiff for the next half hour or so while the women got back to work. His teeth were chattering and his hips wiggled a little in small circles as he kept himself near the edge, terrified of cumming, but nevertheless feeling a perverse desire to keep himself as close to the edge as possible. The thought of the women in Doctor Sorenson's office seeing him humiliated like this both terrified him and at the same time made the base of his penis throb in a perverse manner, as he imagined them staring down at him this way and laughing. Finally, Louise let him put his clothes back on and get back to work, but she warned him not to make any more mistakes. As the time approached 5:00 Marie seemed to get more and more anxious. She had invited a couple of her friends over for a few drinks and a few laughs and she could barely wait for the evening to begin. When it was finally time to go home she told Tom not to bother going home first but to follow her home in his car. He followed her to a small house close to the center of town. They parked on the street, opened a chain link fence and walked through the short front yard onto the porch and into the house. It was moderately but tastefully furnished, with a TV and a stereo in the living room, a very small den with a couple of chairs and an aquarium on a stand, and a good size eat-in kitchen. She shared the place with her roommate, Donna, who she said should be home shortly. Not wasting any time, Marie sat down on the sofa in the living room, crossed her legs sexily, and smiled at Tommy. "So, what do you think of the place, Tom?" "It's v-very nice." Tom replied, looking around nervously. "Why don't you take your shoes and socks off, and remove your pants while you're at it." Tom sat down on a chair and slowly untied his shoes and removed them. Then he pulled his socks off and placed them in the shoes and tucked them behind the chair. Marie watched him, smiling, as she sat there bouncing one shapely stockinged leg on her knee and bit at the end of one of her fingernails. When Tom stood up and undid his belt buckle she leaned forward in her chair, her eyes shining, biting a little at her lower lip. She made no attempt to hurry him along, preferring instead to enjoy his discomfort as he lowered his pants to the floor, then stepped out of them. He wasn't allowed to wear underpants anymore so when he kicked his pants aside he stood there staring down at the floor, looking silly in just his shirt and tie. She made him stand there in her living room and play with him- self until he got hard, then told him to turn around and bend over and rub his ass for her. As he was doing this there was a sound on the porch and the front door opened. A young woman in her mid- twenties, wearing a short black skirt and a blazer walked into the house carrying a bag of groceries. When she saw Tom and what he was doing she gasped and then giggled: "You're early! This must be Tom, I presume? I recognize him from that tape we watched last week." Donna put the bag of groceries down on a table and Marie made Tom walk over to her, shake her hand and introduce himself to her. She was really pretty! Only about 5 foot 1, with light blonde hair and a really cute figure. He blushed as he saw her eyes staring down at his bare legs and stiff penis hanging just below the bottom of his white shirt and striped tie. "Nice to meet you, Tom. Why don't you take your tie off and make yourself comfortable?" Tom glanced at Marie who nodded at him and said: "You're to do anything that Donna or anyone else in this house tells you to do. Do you understand?" "Y-yes, Marie." He answered, looking down. "Look at me when I'm talking to you! I want to make sure you understand what I just said. In this house you're our slave. You're to do whatever we say, immediately and without question. If we have guests over you are to obey them instantly too. Do you understand that Tommy?" "Y-yes, Marie." "And don't call me Marie in here. You're to address me as M'am. The same goes for Donna. Do you understand?" "Y-yes... M'am". "That's better, now take off your shirt and tie. I'm sure Donna would like to get a better look at your body. Let her play with you if she wants to. When she's through with you I want you to take a shower and shave. When you've finished that go into the bedroom. I have a few things laid out for you. We'll be having some company over tonight and I want you to look nice for them." "Y-yes, M'am" Tommy replied as he began removing his tie, then unbuttoned and removed his shirt to stand completely naked before the two young women. "Oh! I love how you shaved him! It's so cute!" "That wasn't me. That was that young girl, Linda, that I told you about. Remember the one in the movie? Beverly sent me a couple of pictures that Linda and her friends took on Saturday. I just got them today. Look what those girls did to him!" Donna put her hand over her mouth and gasped as she saw the pictures that Marie showed her. She kept glancing back and forth from the pictures to Tom, shaking her head and snorting. "Looks like we've got a long way to go to beat that! But we'll sure have fun trying!" Marie picked up the bag of groceries from the table and carried them into the kitchen while Donna made Tom put his hands on his head and slowly turn around in front of her. She told him to stop when his back was towards her and she then used both of her hands to slap and then grab onto his two asscheeks. She held them tightly and squeezed the yielding flesh between her fingers while she moaned, happily. She then gave him a playful slap on the rump and told him where the shower was. Tom turned on the water and got into the shower. As he was soaping himself up Marie walked into the bathroom and slid back the curtain. She was completely nude and, to Tom's surprise, she stepped into the tub next to him and closed the curtain. After all those months of sneaking peaks at her and Carol in the office he was dumbfounded to see her stark naked and in the shower with him! She took the soap and lathered up a facecloth. She scrubbed Tom's back with it and then used her soapy hand to clean between his legs from behind. She could feel his dick sticking out and up like a pole as she rubbed her soapy hands on his ass and balls. Tommy was shivering. When she handed him the washcloth and soap and turned her back to him he just stood there for a moment, looking at her naked form; her dark wet hair on her shoulders and the curve of her waist and ass. "Well, are you going to soap me up or are you just going to stare at me?" she teased. Tom soaped up the washcloth and began rubbing her shoulders and back. Slowly he worked his way down to the small of her back and, holding his breath, he hesitantly rubbed at her luscious round ass. "Mmmmm" she cooed. "That feels so nice. I'm gonna like having you around here every Tuesday!" Marie turned around and let him soap up her breasts and stom- ach. She took the cloth back from him and scrubbed his chest, then told him to turn around and lean his hands against the shower wall while she scrubbed his ass hard. They both rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. Marie handed him a towel then took another and began patting herself dry. Just then Donna walked in with a towel wrapped around her tiny nude body. When she let the towel drop to the floor and prepared to step into the shower Tom couldn't help but let a small moan escape as his eyes feasted on her gorgeous body. She looked back a little startled and giggled "Why, thank you!" then stepped into the tub and closed the curtain. Marie and Tom patted themselves dry as they walked out of the bathroom and into Marie's bedroom. In spite of all the previous day's humiliations, Tom felt on top of the world. That euphoria was short lived as he stopped dead in his tracks and looked with horror at what was laid out on the bed. Surely not for him! Please God, those couldn't be for him to wear! Marie saw him staring at the bed with his jaw hanging and said "Those are your clothes for tonight, Tommy. Aren't they great? I'll help you get into them!" "Oh please, Marie. Please don't do this to me! Don't make me wear those things... especially if there are other people coming over! Please!" He was begging her pitifully as he gazed in horror at the garter belt and nylon stockings! There was also a little white maid's cap... and nothing more! "P-l-e-a-s-e!" he whined, his shoulders shaking. Marie looked at him with a mischievous little gleam in her eyes and told him that he was going to be wearing those clothes tonight and that was final! She grabbed him by the hand and led him over to the end of the bed. She sat him down, picked up one of the stockings and slowly began working it over his right foot and up his leg. It stopped at about mid-thigh. Tommy sobbed silently as Marie repeated the process with the other stocking. She then made him stand up and step into the lacy black garter belt. She worked it up to his waist and then snapped the garters onto the tops of the stockings. Tommy could see himself in the dresser mirror and he was shamed beyond belief to see what they looked like on him. Marie, on the other hand, was delighted with the effect and smiled broadly. She picked up the hair dryer and spent a few minutes drying and then combing his brown hair, then picked up the starched white maid's cap and fastened it onto his head with two bobby pins. She then grabbed a large pair of high heeled shoes that Tom hadn't no- ticed before and steadied him as she slipped one onto each foot. Surprisingly they were the right size, though a little narrow, and Tom wobbled a bit as he tried getting used to the balance.
By then Donna had finished her shower and joined them, with just a small towel around her lithe form. "Oh, he looks terrific!" she beamed. Even the shoes look like the right size! I can't wait for the others to get here. They'll go nuts!" "He does look good, doesn't he? But I've still got one little chore to do. Looks like a little stubble has begun growing back on his crotch and I want him completely smooth down there." She got a couple of razor blades and made Tommy lie back on the bed. Still wearing the high heels she made him pull his knees back and wide apart while the two women bent over him and carefully shaved the stubble from his crotch. They pulled his cheeks apart and got down into the gully around his anus until he was smooth as a baby's bottom. Donna couldn't resist slapping his upturned ass a couple of times as he lay in this vulnerable position and Marie laughed and told her there'd be plenty of time for that later on. They let Tommy get back up and Marie straightened his little white maid's cap. Both women touched and admired how smooth his crotch now was. Marie gave him a pat on his ass and told him to come into the kitchen so he could begin getting things ready for tonight while she and Donna finished dressing. About fifteen or twenty minutes later both women were dressed, Marie in a pair of designer jeans and Donna in shorts. This was to be a casual affair, just a couple of friends stopping over for a few drinks and some chatter. Marie had told them about Tommy and they were anxious to come over and see him, but she lied to Tommy and told him that he was supposed to be a big surprise to the other women! Tom gulped when he heard that and blushed, just as Marie expected he would. After that she explained Tommy's duties to him and outlined the proper behavior that she was going to expect from him. Tommy's ears reddened as he listened to her. This was so degrading! He didn't say a word but looked at her pleadingly. Marie and Donna both had to laugh as they saw his sad blue eyes, silently begging them as he sat there dressed so shamefully, waiting for her guests to arrive. About 6:30 the doorbell rang. Tommy was still in the kitchen and he was grateful when Donna went to answer the door. He was afraid they would send him. Donna opened the door and Tommy heard the sounds of two new voices in the other room as Donna welcomed her friends inside. There was a bit of giggling and then Donna called out to Marie: "Jessica and Kathy are here! You want to show them our surprise?" Tommy panicked and was nearly rebellious. He was biting his lower lip and tears started to form in the corner of his eyes as he quietly pleaded with Marie once again to please not do this to him. From the other room the three women could hear the turmoil going on in the kitchen: "I told you to get in there and say hello to my friends! Now get moving!" "P-p-l-e-a-s-e, don't let them see me dressed like this. Please!! I'd rather go in with NOTHING on than wearing these things! Please Marie... Please!" "That's the second time you've used my name in this house. Didn't I tell you that you're supposed to refer to me as M'am? I let the first offense slip by, but not this time! And your defying me in this way calls for extra punishment!" "Ow-w-w-w! Ow-w-w-w! Stop, please... Ow-w-w-w!" Tommy cried as the women heard several loud slaps coming from the kitchen. It was obvious that Tommy was getting a licking, and Marie taunted him as she continued slapping him: "You think they can't hear this? You think they don't know you're getting a good licking in here? They're waiting for you Tommy, now! And as further punishment for letting my guests hear how rebellious you are, you can just CRAWL in there! Now get down on the floor. That's it... not on your hands, down on your arms... <SLAP!> that's right. Now go on in there and let them see who the bad little boy is!" Tom's face was flushed with shame. He knew exactly how degrad- ing he looked dressed in just the sheer nylon stockings and maid's cap. The garters framed his small ass perfectly and called attention to the rosy hue and the handprints. He blinked back tears of shame and began crawling through the doorway and into the living room, where the women were seated and waiting for him. There was a gasp from the newcomers as he came into view. Tom looked up and saw, in addition to Donna, two new women dressed in slacks and sitting on the couch. Now it was Tom's turn to gasp! One of the women, Jessica, looked to be in her early forties, with a hint of gray in her hair. But Tom's attention was immediately fixed on the other woman... Kathy! My God! It was his cousin Kathy! Tom stopped dead in his tracks. He knew that Marie and Kathy knew each other, but he never dreamed that Marie would be so cruel as to let Kathy see him like this! Kathy was nearly as shocked as Tom. She had been told what to expect when she got to Marie's apartment: that Marie and Donna had a young man as a slave who was into female domination and abject humiliation. But she never could have guessed that the little pervert would turn out to be her own cousin Tom! This was just unbelievable! He was so shy she had to shake her head and look twice to make sure it was really him! "P-please, M'am... please don't let her see me like this!" Tommy's shoulders heaved as he cried his guts out, in full view of everybody in the room. "Please, I beg you. Send her away!" "I'm afraid it's too late now Tommy. Besides, Kathy said she wanted to see this naughty little boy that we had over here get a good spanking! I'm not going to disappoint her. Anyway, she's already seen you so you might as well stand up and say hello to her and to Ms. Jeffries." Tom slowly stood up. His penis was rock hard and stood out prominently from his shaved crotch, pointing directly at the ladies. He saw their eyes lick at him, up and down, then come to rest on his bobbing pole. "Long time no see, Tommy" Kathy broke the ice. "You look real cute." She sounded a little disgusted as she shook her head a little from side to side. "Kathy, I can explain... they MADE me do this. Honest!" "You're calling me a liar, in front of my friends?" Marie hissed at him venomously. She handed Kathy some of the pictures Beverly had given her that Linda had taken on Saturday. Jessica looked over her shoulder and they both gasped again and began giggling at what the young girls had reduced him to. Tommy looked down and sni- ed. "You're definitely spending Friday night at the lake for your be- havior here tonight" Marie told him. "Oh, please Marie...M'am" Tommy corrected himself. "Please don't. I didn't mean that you were lying, honest! Please give me another chance!" "Your performance over the next couple of hours will determine your fate, little boy" she sneered. "Right now I'd say you've got a very slim chance of making up for your mistake. Your mouth is what got you into trouble, so maybe your mouth can help get you out of trouble. Get back down on your knees and lick Kathy's shoes. Go on, get down! Stop crying! <SLAP>" Kathy looked down, a little uncomfortably, as Tommy began lick- ing the top of her shoe. She seemed to get a little more into it, though, and moved her left foot next to her right so he could work on both of them. "That's it! Enjoy yourself, Kathy. You too, Jessica. This is supposed to be a punishment, but from the state of his little dick, I'd say he's enjoying himself, don't you think?" She put her foot on his lower back and pushed him so he fell forward onto his face. He put his hands on Kathy's ankles to steady himself and the warmth of her legs made him shiver noticeably, to the amusement of his now- smiling cousin. When he had licked both shoes to Marie's satisfaction, he was again allowed to get up. Marie made him "curtsy" to her guests, which he did terribly, and go get them something to drink while they chatted in the living room. The rest of the evening was one of bizarre humiliation for poor Tommy. The presence of his cousin made it doubly so as she wit- nessed his degradation. He served drinks and snacks to the women, who took every opportunity to poke, pinch or fondle him. He had to refer to his cousin as "Miss Hyde" and curtsy whenever he offered her some refreshments. After they'd all warmed up to the sight of Tommy they began really putting him through his paces. They made him pose for them and sensuously rub his body while they cheered him on. He laid on his back on the coffee table so they could tease his cock while they casually engaged in girl-chat, carelessly brushing his cock and occasionally chiding him when his moans got too loud. Every time he glanced at Kathy he saw her looking at him, still not quite believing what she was witnessing, but nevertheless with humor in her eyes. What scared him most was the pure lust he saw in the faces of all the women whenever they looked at his stiff, leaking cock. At one point during the evening Tommy spilled some pretzels and Marie said it was time he got a good spanking to teach him to be more careful. She sat on the sofa and made him lie down across her knees, his stockinged legs on one side and his upper body on the other. His perfectly framed ass was centered right below her eyes, flinching as he waited for the first smack. She made him apologize for his clumsiness and ask each of the women to forgive him. They stared at his presented ass with interest as Marie lifted her hand in the air and forcefully applied the first slap. The sound echoed through the room and made them all jump a little, but not nearly so much as Tommy, who twisted and squirmed on Marie's lap, trying to avoid the punishing hand. She spanked him for nearly ten minutes, moving from cheek to cheek and varying the tempo, sometimes hitting him in the exact same spot several times in a row. By the time she was finished, Tommy was the perfect picture of chastisement. He was sobbing and rubbing his burning ass and promising between sobs to be more careful. He thanked Marie for the spanking and got on his feet, still a little wobbly in the high heels, then bent to clean up the spilled pretzels on the coffee table. The women examined his flaming red ass as he bent and even Kathy couldn't resist touching it to see how hot it was! As a grand finale, Marie made him kneel on the floor and jerk himself off, using his thumb and forefinger in a little 'o' as he fever- ishly brushed it back and forth over his cock. When he got close to cumming his whole body seemed to sway and his tongue flicked in his mouth. He was told to catch all of the jism in his hand as he spasmed, shooting his thick spunk into his palm, though some dripped onto the carpet. Marie made him lick his own cum from his palm for the amusement of the women, then told him to get a damp sponge and clean up the carpet. When the women were ready to go, he had to curtsy to them, then bend over and present his ass so they could each give him a little pat as they left. Marie promised to have many more little `get togethers' like this on Tuesdays and Jessica and Kathy both said they'd love to come back. Marie suggested that Kathy might want to drop by Tommy's house next Saturday afternoon to see him with the teenagers. She was sure that Linda wouldn't mind and Kathy said she just might do that. She might even bring a friend along too! After their guests left, Tommy helped clean up the house. Marie told him he could go home and get some sleep but she made him wear only the stockings and garter belt, and carry his regular clothes under his arm. She also ordered him to wear the garters and stockings to work under his clothes every Tuesday from now on so he'd be ready for her at the end of the day. She giggled when she thought what Louise and Carol would say next week when they found him dressed like that underneath his pants! She put the little cap and shoes in a closet where they'd be waiting for him next week, then kissed him lightly on the cheek as she showed him to the door. "G'nite Tommy! See you tomorrow at the office!" Tommy drove home, his eyes blurry from crying, his sore ass and the garter belt clips reminding him that all of this had been real, not just a perverse nightmare. Oh God! Kathy! How could Marie have done that to him? How could she have had the heart to invite his cousin over to see him like that, and to make him do all those things while she watched? How could he ever talk to her again after tonight? Her comment about stopping by on Saturday to see what Linda and the girls would do to him drove home the reminder that this wasn't a one shot deal. This wasn't just one horrible week for him to somehow survive. This was only the FIRST week! This was a life sentence, and every Tuesday from now on he'd be at Marie and Donna's mercy, subjecting himself to unimaginable indecencies and humiliations just to satisfy her perverse pleasure... And EVERY Saturday Linda would be over his house... And EVERY Wednesday he'd be at Carol's apartment... and so on, from now on! And Kathy said she might bring a friend over with her next Saturday to see him! His mind reeled as he tried to imagine who it could be and he shivered with shame at the thought of anybody else he knew seeing what those young girls were going to do to him! When he got home he nervously dashed into his house, removed the garter belt and stockings, and climbed into bed. As he laid there he thought about how all this had started exactly one week ago. One week ago tonight he had decided to stop into that tavern near his office for a few drinks and to kill a little time. He couldn't believe his good luck at being picked up and taken home by a beautiful, classy woman like Beverly. Could all this have happened to him in just seven days? Each day had taken him deeper and deeper until he found himself utterly trapped with no way out. Seven days later he was the abject slave to seven women, who used and degraded him beyond anything he could have ever imagined. He slept fitfully, waking several times with an erection. In the morning he showered and shaved. He even took a few minutes to shave his crotch. He felt that if he did this himself each morning he would avoid the humiliation of having it done for him in the evenings. He didn't realize it but he was already becoming conditioned to his slavery. When he arrived at work Marie was already there, chatting with Carol and telling her about the previous evening. Carol, too, was shocked that Marie had invited Tom's cousin Kathy over to see him humiliated, but Marie explained that she had had even more degrad- ing plans for him but decided to hold off on several of them till next week. "You can't have any pity on him. He's just a pig. You've no- ticed him leering at us and staring at our asses every time we turn around. Well now it's our turn to see how HE likes being on display. Fortunately he doesn't like it at all! That makes it much more fun to humiliate him, and if bringing Kathy over to see him added to his shame then I think we should do a lot more of that sort of thing." She didn't even pause in her conversation as Tom walked in and sat at his desk. A few minutes later Louise came in and they all sat down and got to work. Any time Tom had to have any dealings with Marie he shivered as he saw her mocking smile. Tonight was Carol's night and he wondered what his fate would be at her hands. He stared at her as she got up and bent over to get some files and she looked back and caught him at it. He cringed a little as he saw her knowing smile that seemed to say "Go ahead, look all you want. Tonight is MY turn!" Needless to say, by the time noon had rolled around Louise had found some new excuse to strip and spank him. She made him duck- walk around the office with his hands on his head, pausing in front of each of the ladies and begging them to tug on his erect penis. When he was so hot that his teeth chattered Louise let him masturbate lying on his back on the floor with his knees spread wide and the soles of his feet pressing against each other. He felt so depraved doing this in the office, but it also made him hot to think that anyone could walk in and catch him like that! He squirted his seed into a kleenex, then Louise made him bend across each woman's desk for a few hard slaps before he was allowed to get dressed and go out to bring them back some lunch. At the end of the day he looked at Carol questioningly. She gave him her address and told him he could go home to change and eat but she wanted him at her apartment by 7:00pm sharp. Promptly at 7:00 he rang the bell at Carol's apartment. She opened the door and smiled as she let him in. She was dressed in a pullover and tight, tight jeans that were pulled up right into her crotch, and in the back separated her ass into two round globes. She looked fantastic! Her long, straight blonde hair hung down over her shoulders and her little breasts poked out through her top. Tommy had never been to her apartment before. It was rather small and sparsely decorated, but then again she was just out of school and only working for about six months. Tommy walked in self-consiously and Carol told him to sit down on the couch. She asked him if he had had a good time with Marie last night but he only gulped and looked down at his shoes. Carol giggled and said that Marie had described the evening to her and she guessed it must have been pretty degrading to him. She then told him not to worry, she didn't have anything like that planned for him tonight. In fact she didn't have anything planned at all. She just liked the idea of having a man at her disposal all evening to do anything she wanted. She then told him that Marie said to call her if Tommy wasn't cooperative, and she'd come right over. That little threat wasn't lost on him and he straightened up a little on the couch. Carol then admitted to him that until last Friday she had never seen a man completely nude before, let alone do the things he had done. She said that it embarrassed her at first but that she also found it rather stimulating, and pleasant. She told Tommy to stand up and slowly remove all of his clothing while she sat in the chair and watched him. This was a little tough, for Carol had always been rather shy herself and Tommy always went out of his way to impress her so she would look up to him. Now he was meekly following her orders to strip naked in her apartment so she could watch him. He slowly removed all of his clothes, folded them and put them in a pile. When he finally stood naked before her she made him stand with his legs slightly apart and his hands clasped behind his back as she looked hungrily at his limp dick. "What's the matter? You're not happy to see me?" she seemed disappointed. She then told him to sit down on the couch but to ease forward and lean back, slouching a bit. She made him spread his legs and throw one leg over the arm of the sofa, keeping his crotch spread wide for her. "Now stay like that for awhile. I'm going to change into some- thing a little more comfortable and I want to find you just like this when I return." Tommy oggled her beautiful ass and legs as she got up and walked into the bedroom. His penis had already started to stiffen up a little. He stayed like that for about five minutes. When Carol returned, his dick sprang to attention almost instantly! She had changed into a little white Teddy nightgown! Her long smooth legs extended beau- tifully below the hem and her little nipples were visible against the nearly shear top! Tommy couldn't believe she even owned anything like that and he was sure no man had ever seen her in it before. She was definitely too shy for that but now she was taking advantage of the situation to wear it in front of Tommy. "Wow..." he gasped, quietly. He didn't even realize he said it but Carol heard him and smiled. Her nipples were pointing straight out at him and she was barefoot. Carol sat down in the chair directly opposite Tommy. "Do you like what you see?" "Oh... yes!" he said, licking his lips. She spread her legs apart just a little and then told him to look at her and begin masturbating. Tommy grabbed hold of his now throbbing cock and began slowly pumping it while she watched intently. His hips began rotating and he was breathing noisily through his teeth. Carol told him to keep it up but warned him that if he came, she would call Marie and they'd both whip his ass the rest of the night. Looks like shy little Carol had grown some teeth! As he sat there masturbating, careful to pause whenever he felt too close to the edge, Carol put her own hand in her little panties and began rubbing herself too. After awhile she pulled the material to the side, completely exposing her beautiful young pussy, nestled in a little downy patch of blonde hair. Tommy almost lost it right there! He had to stop and breathe heavily while his hips convulsed. He was so near the edge he didn't think he'd be able to pull back! Panic gripped him but to his relief he found himself slowly ebbing away from that dangerous precipice. Carol continued fingering herself. She was so wet that she glis- tened and her fingers began making small sucking noises as she worked them in and out, rotating her ass as she did so and offer- ing little glimpses of her tiny anus. "Keep it up, Tommy. Don't stop, or you'll be sorry! Don't cum. I want you watching me, hot and ready all night, but I don't want you cumming. That's my job tonight!" Tommy groaned and began touching himself again. This time lightly. His cock jumped and leaked a stream of pre-seminal fluid down to his belly and he was terrified he wouldn't be able to keep from going over the edge. Carol began moaning, louder and louder, and then thrashing a bit on the chair. She threw her legs over each of the arm rests and suddenly stiffened, clenching her little butt cheeks tightly and moaning. Tommy could see a little liquid seeping out of her cunt and finally she was cumming. She threw her head back and moaned as she spasmed several times. Finally she exhaled and settled back down in the chair. Her eyes were half closed and she smacked her lips and said "Mmmmmmm... that was good!" Poor Tommy was going nuts! He wasn't allowed to cum but his body was screaming at him for release. "Don't you dare defy me, Tom!" she warned. An all-night whip- ping by Marie is not something you'll want to go through. And knowing her, you can just imagine that she'll invite some friends along to watch... some embarrassing friends?" Poor Tommy was frantic! He was now just barely touching his penis, but he was constantly only seconds away from a dangerous orgasm and he had to be soooo careful! Carol got up and walked over to him; swaggered was more like it. She swayed her hips sexily and confidently, smiling at him as he sat there, spread wide and dripping. She held her hand, the one that had been in her pussy, up to his face, right under his nose. She smeared a little bit of it under his nose and on his upper lip so he could smell her, then lowered it to his lips and made him lick her hand clean. He whimpered as he licked and begged her to let him cum, or at least to stop! Carol laughed at him and told him he could stop mas- turbating, but to remain spread like that so she could enjoy looking at him some more. Carol's confidence was boosted watching Tom shivering with lust for her, yet obeying her completely. How could she have been so impressed with him when she first started working at Venture? He looked so pathetic now, lying there with his legs spread wide and his penis poking straight up in the air! He was terrified of cumming, yet he wanted to so badly! And SHE was in complete control. She could let him cum if she wanted to, or make him sit there and suffer - all night if she wanted! And he would have to do anything she wanted! Right now she enjoyed seeing him helplessly teased and at her mercy. What a turn on! Carol got some potato chips and a Cola from the refrigerator, then turned on the TV set and sat down on the couch next to Tom. She told him to kneel down on the floor in front of her and put his forehead on the carpet and his buns in the air. "Open your legs wider so I can see your balls dangling while you kneel there!" Tommy obeyed her instantly and she then crossed her feet and placed them on his rump, using him as a footstool as she watch TV and snacked. When she saw something particularly funny she'd slap her feet against his butt while she laughed. After the show was over she started feeling horny again. This time she told Tommy to sit on the chair and throw is legs over each armrest while she took the sofa. Carol pulled her panties completely off and knelt on the sofa with her own ass on display to Tommy's eager eyes. She rubbed her ass and lifted one leg up so he could see her pussy. She then pulled the top of her Teddy off and turned around so she was sitting on the couch, completely naked, with her legs spread wide while she rubbed her tits and licked her lips. Tommy was forced to watch this and his dick was once again throbbing for release. Again she made him touch himself and watch her as she played with herself in front of him. She rubbed at her clit and rotated her hips, then stuck two fingers into her pussy and started frigging herself off. She would never have had the nerve to do this in front of a man, but she was having a ball teasing Tom and watching him gasp and buck his hips. He wanted her and that made her even hotter. She came twice more while Tommy sat there whimpering, lightly stroking his own penis and trying his best not to cum. After another half hour of this exquisite torture, Carol felt like a new woman. She was completely confident of her power over poor Tommy and decided to give him a reward. "Would you like to cum, Tom?" "Oh YES! Please Carol! I'm so hot I think I'm gonna burst. He was sniveling and she almost decided to change her mind and let him suffer some more, but she had a change of heart. "Get down on the floor. Sit there with your legs crossed and wait for me. And don't you dare touch yourself while you're waiting!" She walked into her bedroom and immediately began grabbing clothes from her closet and drawers. She had another wild fantasy she wanted to indulge and she tugged on a pair of pantyhose and put on her black skirt and blouse. She clipped on a pair of earrings and put her pearls around her neck. As a final touch she put on a little perfume then stepped into her heels and looked at herself in the mirror. She was pleased. In about two minutes she looked like she was ready to go out on the town! She quickly brushed her hair then walked back into the TV room. Tommy was still sitting there on the floor, his penis hard and pointing up and back towards his navel. Carol told him to spread his legs wide and bend his knees. She then stood right in front of him so that he could hunker there pathetically and gaze up at her, dressed to the teeth. This contrast made the situation seem even more bizarre to her and it added greatly to Tommy's shame as she looked down at him and ordered him to jerk himself off. Tommy grabbed hold of his erect shaft and began pumping furi- ously. Carol told him to look up at her and she gazed into his eyes and smiled at him as he sat there, naked and pathetic, and jacked himself off at her feet. It didn't take long for him to stiffen and groan and start spurting his seed all over the room. Some of it landed on the rug and a glob of it landed square on Carol's skirt. She was furious! She made him kneel before her and lick the cum spots off her skirt, then told him she was going to send him the dry cleaning bill. She made him get a damp cloth from the kitchen and clean the spots on the rug while she stood behind him, slapping his ass and belittling him for being so careless. When he finished, she told him he could dress and go home, but next week she wasn't going to be so easy on him! Marie had already talked to her about combining their days so the two women could have two whole days with Tommy. They might even make him take a day's vacation so he could stay at Marie's house. They would tie him so he couldn't touch himself and ask a couple of college students that Donna knew to stay with him to make sure he stayed aroused the whole day. They'd have a party the second night and invite many of Tom's friends over to see him in his disgrace. Well, that was down the road a bit but it was fun planning things they could do to him. For now, though, it was getting late and after she let Tommy out the door, Carol undressed and got into bed. In spite of the three orgasms she had already had that night she began rubbing herself off under the covers while she let her mind race through all the scenarios that she wanted to try. Having Tommy as a boyfriend would have been nice, but having him as her slave was turning out to be fantastic! Tommy got up the next morning, showered and shaved, and some- how managed to drag himself into work. He couldn't believe he'd survived the week so far. Marie had been more cruel than he had ever imagined she could be, but his treatment at Carol's hands last night had been a real surprise. He had always shown off a little wher- ever Carol was concerned. He acted like he was her big brother as he took her under his wing, but he never missed a chance to oggle her young body in the office. He was dying to ask her out but he was too shy. He was afraid that if she said no then that would be the end of his chances. She was a frequent subject of his wet dreams and he'd undressed her in his mind a hundred times. Last night, however, Carol shocked both him and herself by the way she so easily handled him. She had worked him to such a fevered pitch of lust that he had gladly humiliated himself at her feet and cried tears of gratitude when she rewarded him by letting him cum! When he arrived in the office Carol was telling a wide-eyed Marie how she had made him cum at her feet, then forced him to lick his spunk from her skirt as she scolded him. When Carol told her about slapping his ass as he cleaned the cum spots from the rug Marie laughed hysterically and said "Oh my God! I never knew you had it in you! Well, good! I'm glad you've seen the light because now we can have a lot of good times with him together. Our two nights combined, in addition to having him at the office every day, means we'll get to use him more that any of the others do. I've got a lot of really good ideas I'd like to try out and I was hoping you'd want to go in on them with me." "Sounds great to me!" Carol said enthusiastically. Marie continued, "I still like the party idea. Maybe we can set it up for either next Wednesday or the Wednesday after that, at my place. I'll make the arrangements for Donna's friends to watch him during the day. We already spoke to them and since they're on summer vacation anyway they said they'd LOVE to keep him busy until we get home. I told them that they can do whatever they like to keep him aroused all day but they're not to let him cum! I want him literally boiling when the guests arrive. It'll be so much more humiliating for him to greet them with tears in his eyes and his little stiff prick dripping, especially when he sees who I'm inviting!" "Oh, you're so bad!" Carol giggled. "Donna and I will take care of the food and drinks. You can bring a salad or something and feel free to invite whomever you like. After all, it's your night too!" Tommy sat there in shock, not quite believing what he was hear- ing! Marie and Carol were talking about their plans for him as if he weren't even there! He didn't dare say a word. He already knew better than that, but listening to their dark plans and the way they giggled as they discussed them made him want to disappear under his desk. He shivered as he imagined what that horrible night would be like! Please God, don't let them do that to me! They stopped their chatter as soon as Louise came in, but when they glanced at each other again they got a case of the giggles. "What's going on here?" asked Louise. "Oh, nothing" said Marie. "We were just talking about Tom." Louise looked at Tom and noticed that his ears were bright red. She smiled at him and winked, which caused Carol and Marie to start giggling again. Needless to say, Tommy spent another miserable day at work. Louise had him in Mrs. Peterson's office again, stark naked and on his back on Gloria's desk, holding onto his ankles. She made him stay like that for most of the morning. It was a slow day and the three of them took turns going into the office to torment him. Marie voluntarily took off her nylons and used them to tie each of Tom's wrists to his ankles so he was spread wide open as he lay on the desk. She then took a pencil from Gloria's drawer and used the eraser end to start probing at his sensitive asshole. His anus was spread wide and as she poked the pink tip in further, the puckered walls grabbed onto it and held. Giggling, she moved the pencil in and out in very short teasing strokes while poor Tom's legs trembled and he begged her like a tied whore to let him cum. But she wouldn't relent! She'd see him getting close to the edge then she'd abruptly stop and laugh at him as he moaned and jerked his legs. She kept this up for about ten minutes while Louise and Carol took turns coming in to watch him squirm! "Quick! Someone's coming!" shouted Carol. Louise scurried back to her desk as Marie cautioned Tommy to be real quiet or they'd let whoever came into the office see him. She left the eraser tip still sticking in his asshole as she quickly closed the door about half way and walked to her desk. A man and a woman dressed in business suits entered the office and said they'd like to see Mrs. Peterson about some advertising space they were interested in buying. Louise told them that Gloria was not in but they could discuss the details with Marie. "If it's all right, we'd just as soon wait for Mrs. Peterson" said the woman, a little snottily, as she started to walk towards Gloria's half-opened door! "No! Ah, you see, Mrs. Peterson won't be back until Monday morning. Are you sure there isn't something I can do for you?" The woman had one hand on the door edge as she looked back at Marie. "Oh, well. Never mind. Please tell her that Carol Sanforth and Mike Bressler from ALPHA ONE were here. We'll call her on Monday and set up an appointment." Louise let out an audible sigh of relief as the woman turned and began walking back out the door. Carol and Marie began giggling uncontrollably after they left, and Marie said, in a loud, faked voice: "Then again, maybe we WILL just wait here in case she comes back early!" and she swung open the door, laughing as she saw Tommy close to tears, still tied there so shamefully on display with the pen- cil bobbing up and down from his asshole. He was sni- ing as she laughed and began teasing him again by jiggling the pencil. "That was close!" breathed Louise. "Relax", said Marie. "If you're afraid to take chances you'll never have any fun. Besides, we would've found some way to talk our way out of this. Who knows, maybe the bitch woulda got turned on by the sight of Tommy here! It's not too late to call her back..." "That's OK. I'll pass on that one now" Louise said, regaining her composure and chuckling a little. She walked over and began fondling Tommy's bare ass as she looked into his eyes and said: "Poor little Tommy! We almost let that nasty woman see his little dick and asshole! Do you think she would have liked to play with you too? Or give you a little spanking?" She slapped his ass lightly as she said this and continued chuckling. Tommy was moaning as he looked at each of the faces of the women who were working him over. Carol stayed near the front door on lookout, but she could see what was going on in Gloria's office. Finally both women left him and returned to their desks. Marie left the pencil sticking out of his asshole and told him he'd be allowed to dress and work at his desk all afternoon if he was a good boy until noon. She left the door ajar and went back to her desk. A few more people came in that morning but Marie and Louise took care of them without incident. As Tommy squirmed on his back on Gloria's desk he nearly fainted each time he heard a new voice in the office. Finally at 12:00 Louise came in and untied him. He sat up and rubbed his sore limbs while the women wrote down their lunch orders. He dressed silently, took the list, and went out to pick up lunch. He spent the rest of the day at his desk, self-conscious and nervous. At 5:00 he got up, blushed as Carol and Marie told him to have a fun night, and drove home. Halfway home he began sobbing to himself in the car. What had become of his life? What had those women done to him? There was no escape... He couldn't imagine another week of this, yet he also reminded himself that this first week wasn't even done yet! He still had Karen to deal with tonight, then tomorrow night he'd be at Beverly's studio, squirming under her hand... if he was lucky! Then it would be Saturday again and Linda and her young friends would be back.... Oh God! Over and over again, getting worse and worse, deeper and deeper... When he got home, he parked his car and went into his house. Mrs. Whitford was sitting out on her porch but he kept his head down and pretended not to see her smiling down at him. He cleaned up and had a bite to eat. He was just clearing the dishes when the phone rang. He thought about not answering it, but the memory of his long night at the lake made him remember he had no choice. He picked up the phone and meekly said: "Hello?" "Hello Tommy!" Karen's voice giggled in his ear. "It's Thursday night! I want you at my place in 30 minutes, don't keep me waiting!" She gave him the address and directions and told him to hurry right over. Twenty-five minutes later he was parking his car in the visitor's lot of Karen's condo on the other side of town. He found the right unit and rang the bell. The door opened and Karen greeted him in a pair of very tiny shorts and a tank top. She had a can of beer in her hand and smiled as she let him in. "Karen, please... This has gone on long enough. You wouldn't believe what those crazies have been putting me through. I know you're a nice girl; can't we talk about this like adults?" Karen put her beer down on a small table then hauled back and slapped him full force across the face. She reached back and hit him a second time on the same cheek. "Owwwww!" he cried, startled. As he held his cheek he saw Karen's smile turn into a sneer. "I'm a nice girl?! You want to talk to me like an adult?! Down on your knees, this instant!" She swung her hand back again and held it poised, ready for another slap as she stared into his eyes with contempt. In an instant her mood had changed completely. Tommy dropped to his knees in front of her, still rubbing his smarting cheek. "Beverly called me this afternoon and gave me a complete run- down on what you've been through this week. I thought it was hilar- ious! Having your cousin Kathy see you over at Marie's must have been a real shocker, huh? Did you enjoy that? I just bet you did, you little pervert! And I just LOVED the pictures Beverly sent me of what those young girls did to you on Saturday! I laughed my ass off! And you have the nerve to call me a 'nice girl' ! I have half a mind to slap your little ass all over this town tonight. I thought about bring- ing you into a lesbian bar tonight, all leashed and naked, and making you crawl around for the enjoyment of the clientele! Would you like that? Huh? Wiggling your little ass around while they drink and laugh at you? I could arrange it, no problem, except I'm afraid you might like it too much! Maybe next week... It'll give you something to think about all week!" "I-I'm s-sorry, Mistress Karen!" Tommy stuttered. She hadn't told him to refer to her as 'Mistress' but he didn't want her any angrier at him. She sneered at him when she heard his words and said: "Stay on your knees, you little shit, but I want you naked in 30 seconds, or I'll strip you myself. Only it won't be here! Now start!!" Tommy practically tore his buttons off as he removed his shirt. He pulled off his undershirt and kicked off his shoes. He undid his belt and pushed his pants down around his knees. Naturally, he wasn't wearing any underpants. He bunched the pants under his knees and pushed them back and off his legs. In a panic he pulled off his socks and knelt there completely naked just as Karen yelled "Time!" She looked down at him and nodded her head. "Looks like you just made it, little worm." Even as Tommy knelt there at her feet he couldn't help but be struck by her awesome beauty. Her dark hair was pulled back and her shorts showed off perhaps the loveliest legs he had ever seen. She stood there for a minute looking down at him with her hands on her hips and chuckling. Finally she bent over and lifted his semi-hard penis in her right hand. "What's this? I love the shave but your little dickie here can't decide if he's happy to see me or not. She began pulling on his penis. Almost immediately it stiffened right in her hand. He'd been teased all morning at the office and he had had no relief. Karen laughed as she felt him stiffen so quickly. "That's a good little dickie. Maybe Mistress Karen will have a little reward for you tonight, but first I want you to crawl over to that footstool by the chair. That's the one, yes. Now bend over it. Put your hands down at the sides and grab onto the legs on the other side."
Karen guided him so that he was bent completely over the stool, with his head hanging down on one side and his ass raised up right over the middle of it. She then took some white clothesline she had ready and tied his wrists to the legs of the stool. She made him spread his thighs wide and straddle the rear of the stool. She took more rope and proceeded to tie his knees to each of the back legs of the stool. This left him bent over with his knees spread wide and his ass pointing up and back at her. His asshole was presented to her, wide open and vulnerable. His butt cheeks clenched as she ran her fingers lightly along the gully of his ass and he moaned a little as she touched his puckering little hole. Karen laughed then straightened up and walked over to the dining room table. Tommy lifted his head to watch her and he gasped aloud when he saw her pick up what looked like a black riding crop! She walked back towards him, flexing the shaft of the crop and looking at Tommy as he continued staring at every movement of the crop. She could tell that he was petrified and his fear was giving her a rush! Karen stood right beside him and lightly let the crop touch his asscheek. Tommy clenched again and stiffened. "Oh no... not yet" she taunted him. "I've got to play with you a little first." She chuck- led evilly as she continued lightly brushing his ass with the crop. First one spot, then a pause, then a little swish in the air accompa- nied by another cruel chuckle. She ran the edge of the crop along his stretched open asscrack, then lightly tapped him on the under- side of his cheeks again. The entire time she taunted him, saying "Ah yes... you like this, don't you. Sure you do. I'm going to make you so happy tonight! I'm going to whip your ass all night long, whip you till you scream! Don't worry, the walls of this condo are soundproofed, besides, it's an end unit and our only neighbors are in Brussels for the summer. You're all mine tonight, little worm! I'm gonna whip your little ass red! But that's what you really want, isn't it? Tell me that you want me to whip your ass..." "No, please M-mistress Karen. Please don't do it..." <KKK-R-A-C-K!!!> (Yeeooowwwwww!) The whip cracked with tremendous force against his exposed ass, causing Tommy to howl in pain. He'd never felt anything like that before; not when she birched him at the lake, not when Louise used the ruler on his ass at work. This was an incredible, searing pain that immediately brought huge tears to his eyes and made him twist impossibly against the ropes that held him. "Don't lie to me! Tell me you want to be whipped! Tell me, or I'll strip all the skin off you! Tell me!!". Karen was raging now. She swung again as hard as she could and again Tommy screamed at the top of his lungs. He was sobbing uncontrollably. "Yes <sniff>, yes... I really w-want you to whip me. P-please whip me, Mistress Karen..." "That's more like it" she sneared. Her lip curled a little as she looked down at his doomed behind. She continued thrashing him with the crop while he squirmed and pleaded. "Please, no more! No more!" he coughed and sobbed as she slapped him again and again. He felt as if his ass were on fire. He was sure that his skin was being cut to bloody ribbons. In reality, however, the crop did no physical damage other than reddening his ass to a bright rosy glow. After the 50th swat his ass was actually shiny, yet she continued thrashing him. "<crack!> Yeowwww!.. <crack!> Owwwwww... <crack!> Please!!" After about 75 swats she finally stopped, her chest heaving with the exertion and her own pussy on fire with the heat. Tommy had been reduced to a sobbing mass. He couldn't see for the tears in his eyes. When she untied him and let him fall to the floor he pressed both of his hands against his burning asscheeks and held them, crying and twitching. She told him to kiss her feet and thank her for the whipping or she'd do it all over again and he practically wrapped himself around her long legs, kissing her feet loudly and sobbing his gratitude for the whipping. Karen then sat down and spread her legs. She told Tommy to kiss her pussy and lick it through her shorts. Tommy struggled to his knees and began alternately kissing the vee of her shorts and licking the soft material between her legs while she watched him and laughed. After a few minutes of this she pushed his head away, then un- buttoned and wriggled out of her shorts. She wore no panties. She spread her legs wide and pulled her knees back. She told Tommy that she wanted to feel his tongue inside her asshole, licking her un- til she told him to stop. She cooed in ecstasy as she felt his cool wet tongue trying to work its way into her tight little rosebud. He was still sobbing from the whipping and his sni- es tickled her thighs as he licked away. She began rotating her hips and grinding her ass into his face but he continued licking as if his life depended on it! After ten minutes of this she pulled his head up a little and directed his tongue into her sopping wet crotch. She held his head firmly in place as she came in his face, again and again, warning him to keep licking and swallowing. "Oh... YESSS!" she cried, her knees now wrapped around his ears and her hands pushing against the back of his head. "Use that tongue of yours! Keep licking me, you little bastard! Don't you dare stop!" After her fourth of fifth orgasm she finally relaxed her grip on his head. She lowered her legs, sighed heavily, and leaned her head back against the sofa back with her eyes closed. Tommy fell to the floor at her feet, still clutching onto her ankles. His face was slimy from her cum as he pressed his lips to her shoes and continued giving her little kisses while he regained his composure. Karen sighed again, stretched her limbs catlike and gazed down at the pitiful form that was wrapped around her ankles. "Not bad, little worm. I guarantee that you're going to become an expert cunt licker. I'm certainly going to look forward to Thursday nights from now on!" She kicked him lightly and told him to roll over onto his back with his arms and legs spreadeagled. Tommy scampered to obey. "Now it's time to take care of little dickie!" she cooed. Karen stood up and stood directly over him, her legs straddling Tom's chest. She kicked off her shoes and slowly began stripping off her clothes till she was completely nude. She then slithered down till she was sitting on his chest, smiling at him as he lay there trembling. She slowly slid back till she was kneeling between his thighs then bent her head and gave Tom's still throbbing cock a long slow lick, from the base to just under the head. "Ohhhhh..." Tom moaned. He writhed a little but remembered to keep his arms and legs stretched out. Karen continued licking his cock with long, deliberate swipes of her silky tongue. She flicked her tongue across his balls and smiled as she watched him twitch and moan. She licked back up the shaft and then took the head of his penis between her lips, still using her tongue to flick away at the sensitive glans below the head. Tommy began moaning louder and twisting. He jumped a little as she swallowed his whole shaft into her mouth and began pumping her head up and down the shaft, holding the base with one hand and tickling his balls with the fingernails of her other hand. "Tell me, Tommy. Did anyone fuck you during the week?" "N-n-ooo-ooo" Tom moaned, sucking air through his teeth then licking his lips. Without another word Karen released his cock. She then crawled forward, dragging her tits against the poor young man's chest and tantalizing his thighs with her own furry pussy. When she was head to head with him, looking down into his face, she reached under her and grabbed hold of his penis. She carefully guided it till it was resting just inside of her pouting cunt lips. She stayed like that for a few seconds, moving up and down only a fraction of an inch, teasing him nearly out of his mind. Then, with a single thrust she lowered herself onto him, consuming his entire shaft within her greedy cunt. "Ohhhhhh!" Tommy moaned again. So this was it! He was actu- ally getting laid! The feel of Karen's wet cunt completely enveloping him and moving up and down felt completely different from anything he had ever done before. It felt GREAT! "So, after all that's happened to you this past week you managed to stay virgin! Well you're not a virgin anymore. I'm plucking your cherry, little worm. Do you like it?" "Oh YES Mistress Karen! Unngh! Oooooh... Thank you Mistress Karen!" Karen continued moving her hips up and down along his shaft. She leaned down and held one of her tits to his lips. "Suck the nipple, little worm. Suck it! That's it. Gently, little worm. Now lick it. Ahhh, yes. That's it. I'm going to train you well, little worm. That's it. Such a hungry little baby!" Tommy was so hot by now that he was ready to shoot his load in the first minute, but Karen kept a close watch on him and varied her strokes, keeping him seconds away from his orgasm. Tommy's hips began thrusting upward now, meeting her own. Nature was taking over and he humped upwards as he continued sucking and licking the offered nipple. "Oh, please Mistress Karen. Please let me cum! Please!" Karen smiled as she watched him beg beneath her. Finally, as she felt her own orgasm coming upon her, she clenched her butt mus- cles and bore down on his dick. She began vibrating, right on the edge herself. Tommy let out a large gasp, his limit finally reached, and he began shooting his seed deep into her. He felt his balls squeeze as spurt after spurt of cum was fired deep into her. This triggered Karen's own orgasm and they both began thrashing and rocking against each other, moaning and churning. Tommy wrapped his arms around Karen's back then cupped her ass as he continued pumping. Finally, both of them spent, Karen collapsed onto his chest and breathed heavily. "Ohhh, Mistress Karen!!! Thank you, Mistress Karen. Thank you! Ooooh, I LOVE you Mistress Karen. I love you so much!" Tommy was babbling but Karen lifted herself off him and smiled down at him as he continued proclaiming his undying love for her. She loved virgins! "That's fine, little worm. I'm glad you love me so much." Karen slowly stood up and watched the pitiful creature at her feet continue to writhe. He looked up at her with slavish devotion in his eyes as he cupped his own balls with one hand. She kicked at his hand and screamed "Didn't I tell you to keep your hands and legs stretched out straight? Didn't I?" "Y-es, Mistress Karen." He immediately stretched out again" "You're DEFYING me! You say you love me and then you defy me! Get up. Up!! Don't stand, little worm. Get on your knees. Stick that ass back up in the air. Crawl over to the corner and stick your head in it, on the floor! Hurry up!!" Karen walked over till she stood directly behind the trembling young man. She had the crop in her hand again and her eyes flashed with anger, and lust. "So, you say that you love me?" "Y-YES, Mistress Karen." "If you love me then be prepared to love this little whip here, because I love IT! Kiss it, little worm. Kiss it and tell me how much you love me." "I love you, Mistress Karen" Tommy's voice shook with fear as he pressed his lips against the leather crop. Karen laughed, then swung back and cracked him hard against the ass with it. "Oooowwwwwwww!!!" Tommy literally jumped off both knees. His ass was so sensitive from the earlier whipping that he thought he would faint from the first crack. "Don't you dare move, little worm!" She looked around then picked up the discarded rope from the floor. She knelt down and tied his wrists together beneath him. She then looped the cord around his thighs just above his knees, holding him immobile. She stood up then laughed at him. "You look all trussed up, little worm. Like a little piggy about to get your bare ass roasted till you squeal! Ha-ha-ha-ha!!!" She continued laughing as she thrashed him with the crop, over and over again. She hit the same exact spot on one cheek about ten times in a row while Tommy screamed and cried. She rotated from side to side, then used one hand to pull one of his cheeks further apart from the other, digging her fingers painfully into the flesh and stretching his ass completely open. She took careful aim and slapped the tip of the crop right onto his anus! Again and again! Tommy was nearly hysterical with tears. "Squeal for me, little piggy. Squeal!!" Tommy barely heard her words through his own sobs. He made an effort to stop his choking sobs and yelled: "Whhheeee... Whhheeeee!" Karen laughed as she continued thrashing him. "Louder, little piggy, louder!" "Whhheeee! Whhheee! Owwwwwwww!!!!" He cried and squealed at the same time while Karen laughed and continued thrashing him. It seemed to go on forever. Finally, however, she stopped. Tommy continued squealing and crying as she stared at him. She was trem- bling as she watched him. She pulled him back away from the corner and turned him around, still trussed. Her own face was flushed with excitement and she sat down on the floor and spread her legs open in front of him. Her pussy was burning! "Lick me, little piggy! Lick it good, or God have pity on you! Now!!" Tommy pressed his face between her thighs. His own ass was on fire and he was still choking from his sobs as he buried his face as deeply as he could into her crotch and licked for all he was worth. "Ohhh! YES! YES! Keep licking!" Karen was practically crying herself. She thrashed her head back and forth and buried her hands in his hair, pushing his face deeper into her. She stiffened and held his head so tightly between her thighs that he thought she was going to break his neck, but he didn't dare stop licking. She shivered and went completely stiff then spasmed wildly, rocking back and forth and gasping as she came, again and again. Tommy licked it up and drank her juices, making loud sucking sounds. Karen was clicking off orgasms like a machine gun, one after another till her body finally relaxed. She moved her head a little from side to side, then licked her lips and actually fell asleep. Tommy was still tied with his face buried in her snatch. Her slimy ooze was sticking all over his face but he didn't dare move an inch. Karen woke up about a half hour later, started to stretch and smiled when she saw Tommy still pressed against her crotch. She slowly got to her feet then began untying him. She helped him to stand up as his legs were very stiff, then she got a tissue and began giggling as she wiped her juices away from his eyes. His face was completely covered with the sticky goo and she made him lick his lips as far as his tongue could reach. "Put your clothes on and go home, Tommy, but don't wipe that cum off your face till you get in the car." As Tommy dressed, Karen stretched out lazily on the chair and watched him, smiling very contentedly. "Don't forget next week Tommy... the lesbian bar, remember? I think you deserve a reward so I'm going to show you off. I know how much you'll like that!" Tommy groaned and Karen just laughed as she stood up and showed him to the door. She gave him a little pat on the ass as she closed the door behind him. Tommy walked to the visitors' lot and got into his car. As soon as he shut the door he got some tissue from the glove compartment and began cleaning his face. In spite of all she had done to him tonight, he still loved her! God, she was beautiful! The most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and he had gotten laid tonight! He thought about what this crazy woman was going to do to him next week though, and he shuddered. Oh God! A whole bar full of women who despised men! And he was going to be on his hands and knees, crawling around naked at the end of a leash while they all laughed at him! Oh God, how humiliating! He sni- ed a bit, then started up the car and drove home. He tried not to think about it, but couldn't help picturing himself at their mercy... Marie was sitting at her desk when Tom arrived at the office on Friday morning. She smiled at him and asked him how his night with Karen had gone. "Oh, fine" Tommy mumbled, keeping his head down. When he glanced up he saw that Marie was grinning at him like the cat that ate the canary. About 10 minutes later Carol showed up and Marie excitedly filled her in on her plans: "OK, the party's all set up for next Wednesday at my place! Donna called her friends up, the college girls who will be watching Tommy for us during the day, and they said Wednesday would be fine." "Great!" said Carol. "Next week is OK for me too. As a matter of fact I was getting a little excited thinking about it last night and I'd just as soon do it as soon as possible. I think I'll bring along one of my friends, if you don't mind. I know she'll get a kick out of this." "Sure, bring whomever you want. Listen to this!! I talked to his cousin Kathy on the phone last night and told her about the party. She got all psyched up and suggested a really good idea! She said she can contact a few of the girls that Tom went to High School with and she thinks they'll come!" "Wow!" Carol exclaimed. "That's gonna be some reunion!" "Oh no!!!" Tommy gasped. "Please, PLEASE, don't do that to me! I couldn't bear the shame of them seeing me like that! PLEASE don't do that!" Tommy was whining and looking around like a scared rabbit. "Shut up, you little creep! I don't want to hear a word out of you. The whole idea of this party is to have some fun and I'm gonna have a ball seeing you crawling around in your little garters and stockings while those girls laugh their asses off at you! After those college girls get through tantalizing you all afternoon you'll be STEAMING and more than willing to wiggle your butt and show your little asshole to our guests! Kathy said that there was one particular girl who you and your buddies used to tease in school. She said you'd probably know who she was talking about. Anyway, Kathy thought it would be just the greatest thing to get her to come to the party and see how you turned out! She made a few phone calls last night and called me back to say that she'd already talked to a couple of the girls she remembered and they said they'd be there. She thinks that by the end of the weekend she can get at least a half dozen of them!" "Oh no...!!" Tom wailed. "That is going to be soooo cool!" said Carol. "What kind of stuff are you gonna make him do?" "I don't know yet, but you can be sure that at least some of those girls are gonna wind up with Tommy across their knees for a good spanking! Hell, I may even give him to one of them to take home after the party! I'll bet SHE won't have any trouble thinking of things to do all night! Ha-ha-ha!" Carol giggled, "That's not a bad idea, or, we could have an auc- tion, just like a real slave auction, and the high bidder can have him for the night!" "Now you're getting into it Carol!" Marie beamed. "I also called Beverly and she said she could fix us up with a fresh copy of that video tape she gave us to watch last week. I'm sure his high school sweethearts will get a real kick out of watching him begging Linda and her friends for a spanking! That tape was a classic. We can have the auction right afterwards!" "Oh please, no! Please...." Tommy shook his head back and forth in misery and sniffed. They wouldn't really do that to him, would they? He knew the girl they were talking about. Franny despised him, and with good reason. He and his friends used to ridicule her and tell jokes about her because she was a little overweight and had enormous tits for her age. It was all in fun. The thought of Franny and some of the other girls he knew back then all grown up and watching him crawl around the floor of Marie's apartment in garters and a maid's cap..... Oh God! And Donna and Kathy and God- knows-who-else would be there! It was going to be a party and he was going to be royally humiliated in front of all of them! Marie and Carol were snickering as they watched the shock on his face. "That's right, Tommy. They'll all be there and you can't IMAG- INE the shameful things we're going to make you do! You better make sure you're nice and clean because your ASS is going to be the center of attraction all night long! We'll show your movie over and over again and you'll crawl to each of your friends and squirm around at their feet till they laugh at you and slap your ass! It'll be a reunion neither you nor they will ever forget! I'm getting wet just thinking about it! Hahahaha!" "Oh p-l-e-a-s-e, don't do this to me.... " Tommy held his head in his hands and sobbed while Marie and Carol laughed and teased him. When Louise came in she grabbed the sobbing Tommy by the ear and pulled him into Gloria's office. She began stripping him down. She undid his belt and let his pants drop around his ankles. She continued undressing him with one hand while walloping his bare ass with the other. Tommy continued sobbing and pleading with her to stop but she kept whacking him and pulling the rest of his clothes off. Marie took it upon herself to pick up the phone and call Dr. Sorenson's office downstairs. The dentist wouldn't be in for another hour but his receptionist and dental assitant were usually there by 8:00. When Cindy answered the phone Marie told her to leave the phone off the hook and come upstairs FAST if she wanted a good laugh! She could bring Nancy along too if she wanted. Meanwhile, Louise now had Tommy stripped down bare and was still slapping his ass with one hand as she pulled his belt free of its loops. She folded the belt in her hand and used it to whip at his small buttocks as she commanded him to lie down on the floor, face down. Just then Cindy and Nancy arrived, having run up the stairs as quickly as they could. "So what's the big surp.... Oh my God!!! I don't believe it!" Cindy's jaw dropped and Nancy covered up her face with both hands and shook her head, not quite believing what she was seeing. Tommy was still lying face-down on the floor and Louise made him lift his ass up as high as he could get it. She then made him use his arms and elbows to drag himself back into the main office while she hit his ass with the belt and warned him to keep it up high. When he got back in amongst the other women she made him crawl right to Cindy and Nancy. He had to grab onto Cindy's white-stockinged ankles and then kiss her shoes. "Look up at her! I want her to see the face of the bad little boy we have working here! That's it! Wiggle your ass a little for her! More! Oh yeah!" Tommy was practically numb from the shame. He looked up at the amused face of the receptionist and wiggled his ass like a happy puppy, but his eyes were sad and his cheeks wet. "Now do it for Nancy. We don't want her to feel left out. That's right, lick her shoes Tommy. Now wiggle your ass and look up at her!" Both womem were still shocked and nervously giggled as they watched the nude young man crawl around at their feet and obey the most degrading orders. Marie made him flip over onto his back and lift and spread his legs into a wide "V". While the five women watched in amusement, Tommy had to slap his own ass while rotating his hips in a big circle. "How on earth do you get him to do these things?" Cindy asked, not taking her eyes off the lewd spectacle before her. "It's easy. He LOVES humiliating himself in front of women! It really turns him on! Is there anything you'd like to do to him, or see him do? Sorenson'll be in the office within an hour so now's your chance!" "Gee... I don't know. This is too much just watching him spank himself.... Say! Could he, like, 'touch himself' ? You know, jerk off a little?" Marie told Tommy to stop what he was doing and to stand up. When he did, he felt quite embarrassed to be standing stark naked at eye level with the room full of dressed women. Cindy and Nancy were in their white uniforms while Carol and Marie were as sexy as ever. Tommy stood there looking down at his feet. He couldn't meet their laughing eyes as they stood around him. Marie told him to spread his legs about two feet apart and bend his knees a little so that his ass was sticking out. She then told him to grab hold of his cock with his right hand and start jacking himself off! Cindy was astonished! Nancy giggled but didn't say a word. Her eyes devoured the lurid sight before her. As Cindy and Nancy stepped forward to get a closer look, Louise told him to rotate his hips while he was jacking off and look both women in the eye so he could see them laughing at him. Tommy moaned in shame but obeyed her. Marie motioned for the women to sit down in chairs while they watched Tommy gyrate his hips and jerk off. She told Tommy to flick his tongue from side to side like a lizard and moan for the women so they'd know he was enjoying himself. "See? I TOLD you he liked doing this. Tommy, wouldn't you just LOVE for Cindy or Nancy to give you a real good spanking on your bare ass? Well?" "Y-yes Ma'am" Tommy stuttered. "Well then SAY it, boy! Don't look at me... look at them and say it!" Marie giggled as she saw the mixture of lust and shame in Tommy's face. "Cindy and Nancy.... I'd love for you to... g-give me a spanking... err... right on my b-bare ass...." All of the women were laughing now. Carol was wiping tears from her eyes and snorting. Cindy had a grin on her face from ear to ear. She stood up and walked over behind Tommy. Her eyes travelled down to his rotating hips and she lightly ran her fingers over their smooth surface, keeping pace with his movements. She began lightly slapping his ass with one hand while feeling his back, waist and outer thighs with the other. She smacked her lips as she continued slapping his twisting ass. "Keep it up, Tommy!" Marie warned. "Don't you dare stop or we'll march you out into the hall this way!" Tom began pumping even harder and moaning louder as Cindy continued slapping his lower cheeks. Nancy still sat in her chair. Her cheeks were flushed from embarrassment. She couldn't believe that Tom would subject himself to this treatment. She covered her mouth and shook her head in disbelief but her eyes stayed riveted on the incredibly sexy scene before her. Inside she knew she wanted to be rubbing and slapping Tom's ass just like Cindy was doing, but she'd never have the nerve. All of a sudden Tom went stiff. From force of habit he yelled out "P-p-l-e-a-s-e, I'm cum-ming! Please, let me cum, please!!" "No Tommy, hold it right there!" Marie yelled out, knowing inside he was already past the point of no return. Tommy groaned "Aaaaagghhh! I'm s-sorry!" and started shoot- ing his seed all over the office floor. Six, seven, eight spurts of hot white spunk flew out from the tip of his cock, then he continued pumping blanks and convulsing while he cried "I'm s-sorry... I'm sorry... please, I couldn't stop!" He dropped to his knees sni- ing, knowing he was doomed... "Why you filthy little piglet! Just look what you did! You should be ashamed of yourself for having so little control. Get down there and lick up every bit of your disgusting spunk from our nice clean floor! Hurry up! Cindy and Nancy have to be going soon!" Tommy got down on his hands and knees and began licking his cum off of the short gray office carpet. Carol and Marie walked around pointing out spots to him. He'd crawl to the spot and lick it dry, giving the other women a view of his bare ass, parted wide above the soles of his feet. He kept sni- ing "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry!" as he shu- ed from spot to spot. Cindy and Nancy both thought they'd die from laughing as they watched this latest spectacle. Fi- nally Cindy said that they had better get back downstairs before the doctor came in and found them both missing. Marie told her that she'd call them up again the next time Mrs. Peterson was going to be away and they could come back up and visit. "Oh, this was great! See ya later Tommy! Bye!" Both women waved and trotted down the stairs to their own office. Tommy could hear their laughing begin to disappear as they got to the bottom of the stairs. Marie was quite pleased. "That was fantastic! Y'know. I love showing him off like that. It humiliates him so much..." Then, to Tommy: "I told you we'd get even with you for all those times we caught you staring at our asses, didn't I? Now, how do YOU like having YOUR ass stared at, huh boy?" Marie gave him a stinging slap on his ass which caused him to jump, then she sat down at her desk and started hummimg a little tune as she shu- ed through her papers. Louise wasn't quite through yet. She knew that Gloria would be back in the office on Monday morning so she wanted to enjoy this last full day as much as possible. She told Tommy to crawl back into Gloria's office. She then shut the door and knelt down behind him. Slowly she began rubbing his ass and thighs, speaking softly to him as if he were a skittish horse. She rubbed and patted his rump, occasionally letting her hand slip though his legs to cup his dangling balls. In spite of himself, Tom began getting hard again. He rolled his hips as Louise continued fondling him all over. Finally, when he was once again rock hard, Louise made him lie down on his back with his arms and legs spreadeagled on the floor. She licked her lips as she wrapped her own hand around his throbbing pole and began stroking him off, very slowly. Tommy squirmed and moaned but Louise kept the slow rhythm, pausing occasionally to watch him twitch. She'd flick a single finger under his swollen glans, then continue the slow tormenting strokes. "That's right, beg for it Tommy! Come on, boy. Beg me nice and sweet or I'll keep you on the edge all morning. The girls can handle the phones. Come on boy, beg me real nice." Tommy squirmed and his toes clenched tightly as he began to beg Louise to let him cum. "Oh yeah, that's right! Keep begging me! It's like music to my ears! Tell me how hot you are. Beg me real nice and maybe I'll let you cum. If not, you'll squirm like this until noontime! Come on boy..." "Please! I'm right near the edge! Please let me cum! Please!" "OK, boy. You can cum. Use both of your hands and pump your little dick till you cum! That's right. Ooooh yeah! Look at him curl those toes! Lift your legs a little and keep pumping with both hands. Yummmm! You look delicious, boy.... good enough to eat! Oh yeah, I could roast you on a spit and just eat you up! Keep pumping... yeah, moan some more! Oh yeah, I'm gonna make you do this for me whenever Gloria's away from the office... Next month she's going on vacation for two weeks! You're gonna be squirming in here and pumping that little dick of yours every day. Won't Cindy and Nancy be happy! Come on, boy. Jack it off! Lift your legs a little higher... come on... come on... come on..." Finally Tom felt his balls itch and he stiffened and began squeez- ing off shot after shot of cum. There wasn't as much of it this time, but he jerked around as much as he did earlier in the main office. When he was through he just collapsed on the floor, gasping for breath. "Wonderful!" Louise clapped her hands in delight. "With a little more practice, you're gonna be real good at this!" She snickered as she turned and opened the office door. "Stay there and rest for a little while, then put your clothes on and get back to your desk." For the rest of the day Tom worked at his desk, answering phones and talking to clients. Every so often Louise or Marie would find some excuse to have him bend across their desk and lower his pants for a few hard slaps, after which he'd pull his pants back up and get back to his desk. They giggled at him as they watched him fidgit uncomfortably in his chair. Cindy popped in right after lunch for a few minutes to chat with the girls and she winked at Tommy as he sat there in his shirt and tie. His face was a bright red blush. Marie showed her a couple of the pictures she had that Linda had taken on Saturday and both women laughed as they made comments about how cute he looked in his little bonnet and what naughty things he was doing to himself in the crib. Tom sni- ed a bit, but didn't say a word in response. The afternoon crawled by with only a few minor incidents. At about ten minutes to five, Beverly showed up in the office. All three of the women greeted her warmly and they chatted for awhile. Beverly wanted to know if Tommy was behaving properly at the office and Louise said he was doing fine but that he didn't seem to be enjoying himself. Beverly gave Tom a little disappointed shake of her head and promised Louise that she'd see a more EAGER Tommy next week. With that she opened her pocketbook and took out Tom's collar and leash. "NO, NO. Please! Not here!" he whined. Beverly dropped her jaw in shock and looked at him fiercely: "There's that NO word again! You'll pay dearly for that, little man." She slapped him on the ass through his pants a couple of times then put the collar around his neck and attached the leash to it. She walked ahead of him and used the leash to lead him out of the office, down the stairs, and out into the parking lot to his car. He walked a pace behind her the entire way. A couple of people saw this strange procession and stared in bewilderment. Nancy was getting into her car as she saw them walk by and she smiled at Tommy and told him to have a nice weekend. Her eyes followed the curves of the statuesque brunette in the business suit who was leading him. "Yes" she mumbled to herself. "I'm sure you'll have a WONDERFUL weekend!" She giggled and got into her car. Beverly led Tom to his car and told him to get in behind the wheel. She got in on the passenger side and proceeded to give him directions to her studio, which was only a few blocks away. They arrived at a single story brick building that housed several small businesses: a real estate office, travel agent, and a photographic studio. The studio belonged to Beverly. It was also where she did her graphic work and she had a small office for conducting business. They parked the car and Beverly led Tom inside. Once inside, Beverly immediately ordered Tommy to strip from head to toe. She sat down in a large leather office chair and watched him disrobe. When he was through she made him kneel upright before her with his hands together in front of his chest in a begging position while she folded her arms and looked at him. "You've had an interesting first week, Tommy. I've kept tabs on your activities. I was particularly delighted with Linda's treatment of you last Saturday. That young girl is very impressive. She's got some real interesting activities planned for you tomorrow!" Beverly paused to chuckle. "I was also quite impressed with Marie. That young woman has a bit of a cruel streak in her, though. I'd be careful not to cross her if I were you. I heard about her plans for the party on Wednesday night. I'll bet you can't wait for that! Imagine, having those girls you went to High School with, all grown up and watching you roll around the floor, masturbating and slapping your ass... Hahahaha!" Tommy turned scarlet and closed his eyes. "Anyway, we seem to have a small problem. Marie told me that you were slow to obey her on several occasions last Wednesday, and even embarrassed her with your stubborness in front of her guests. I guess you know that means we've got to take a little ride this evening and you'll be spending another LONG night at the lake..." "Oh, please, Mistress Beverly! Please! Have mercy on me! I'd die if you did that to me! I'm so sorry. It's just that I wasn't ready for the things she made me do, and when my cousin showed up at her house I kinda panicked. But I did everything she told me to! Honest! Please give me another chance. I PROMISE I'll do better next time! Please Mistress! Please!" Tommy had tears running down his cheeks as he knelt before her and begged. Beverly looked regal and hard as she sat there and casually tapped a clear plastic ruler in her hand. She considered his plea for a moment then said: "I'm afraid it's out of my hands this time Tommy. I told you what would happen if I got even a single complaint. Marie complained and I've got to follow through. I tell you what I'll do, though. We'll call Marie on the phone and you can ask her to give you another chance. If she doesn't agree then I'm afraid I'll have no choice in the matter." Beverly reached over to her desk and picked up the phone. "You had better hope she went straight home after work." Beverly added ominously as she began to dial. Tommy held his breath as he watched Beverly sit there examining her nails while the phone rang, and rang, and rang... Beverly shook her head sadly and seemed about to hang up when she suddenly said: "Hello Marie? Hi! This is Beverly. Yeah, long time no see." She paused to chuckle. "You probably know why I'm calling. No? Well, I've got a very miserable looking young man kneeling before me as we speak. We're getting ready to take a little trip to the lake... that's right. Actually, you were the only one with a complaint but I warned him what would happen. I know. That's what he told me but he's got to learn to obey instantly, no matter what. Yes, well, I told him it was up to you. I'm going to pass him the phone, he wants to ask you something. Do you mind? Fine, okay, here he is..." Beverly handed the phone to a petrified Tom Hyde and smiled as she snuggled back into the chair and watched. "H-hello? Marie.. ma'am, ahhh. Please give me another chance! I'm so sorry I hesitated last Wednesday. Honest! I know and I'm sorry. Please! I promise I'll be better next time... Yes, I know that next time is the party... She is? Oh, God, Kathy found her?" Tommy's face turned pale and he looked like he was ready to pass out. It appeared that he'd just been informed that one of the major guests said she'd be at the party! Tommy began crying and wiping his eyes with one hand as he knelt there and pleaded into the phone: "Please, ma'am. I know what that means... I promise I'll obey you instantly at the party... yes, and at the office too. Yes, I'll jump to obey you when they come up... or anybody else, yes. I'll be more eager when they're around. Please, ma'am. I promise, just don't make me spend another night at the lake... you can't imagine... no, I didn't mean that! No, I'm sorry, please. Please!" Tommy paused for a few seconds, then handed the phone back to Beverly. He watched her intently and tried his best to hear the buzzing on the other end as Beverly laughed and chatted with Marie. Finally Beverly hung up and turned to face Tommy. "Well, she agreed to let you off this time." Tommy let out a huge breath of air, then began sobbing, he was so relieved. "But!" And she paused a second or two. "But, she said you had better damn well be PERFECT on Wednesday at the party, no matter WHAT she tells you to do, and she's gonna make you do some real humiliating things to shame you in front of her guests! She made it clear she'd never give you another chance after this one. I agree. One more complaint from her and last Friday night's episode at the lake is gonna seem like a cakewalk compared to your next outing there. I was just getting warmed up last week!" Tommy shivered in both relief and apprehension. What could be worse than last Friday? He shivered again and tried not to think about it. His sobbing subsided and as he knelt there he seemed to remember himself and jerked his hands back in front of his chest in the begging position. Beverly watched him and chuckled softly. "There's a shower stall in the bathroom through that door. I want you to scrub yourself squeaky clean, especially between your legs. Use one of my razor's to get any hair stubble on your crotch. I want you back here on your knees, with your hair dried, in ten minutes. Now, hurry up." She expected Tommy to get up and dash into the bathroom. Instead he turned, lowered his hands to the floor and quickly crawled there. Beverly was impressed, but she didn't say a word. Only after he turned on the water did he stand up and step into the stall. A little over five minutes later he was drying himself off and using the hairdryer. With over a minute to spare he quickly crawled back into the room and knelt back up in the begging position in front of Beverly's desk.
She reached into her desk drawer and took out a pad of forms. She pulled one off the stack and filled it out. "This is a `Model Release Form'. Sign it right down here... It means that you are legalling giving me permission to use any pho- tographs which I take of you in any way I see fit. It's a standard form." After Tommy signed the form Beverly put it away in her desk and picked up her Nikon camera. She focused on him kneeling there with his hands in front of him and snapped a picture. The motor whirred as the film advanced to the next frame. "That's terrific, Tommy. I've taken a lot of pictures with this camera. Many of them were 'cheesecake' pictures, you know, glamour shots in bikini's, even a few tasteful nudes. With you, however, I'm going to be as dis-tasteful as I can. It's kind of like therapy. Get over there on that mat in front of the screen." Beverly turned on a couple of umbrella lamps and positioned them so that Tommy was illuminated properly. She then directed him in a series of shots that literally made her tingle each time she clicked the shutter. She did a lot of closeup work on his genitals and his ass. She made him lie back and tease himself with a large black dildo. After that she made him pose as he licked the dildo clean, then he got on his hands and knees and pointed his ass at the camera as if he were begging for something. Lot's of 'spread shots' followed that, with and without bondage. She filled two rolls of film before she glanced at her watch and said: "I'm expecting a client here in about 10 minutes. Come over here." From a closet she pulled out a large cage which had chicken-wire on all sides. She opened the door and told Tommy to crawl inside. It was just barely big enough for him to kneel in. He couldn't turn around, or kneel upright. He couldn't even lie down in it, it was too short. All he could do was crouch on his hands and knees with his ass up in the air. Beverly took two pieces of clothesline and fastened his ankles to each of the inside corners of the cage so that his ass would stay open and his anus visible. "Now be a good boy and be very still" she said as she draped a drop cloth over the cage. "Unless, of course, you want my guest to see you..." Tommy heard her moving around the room, turning off the um- brella lamps and shu- ing papers. About 10 minutes later there was a knock on the door. "Come on in, Jim. It's open!" Tommy froze. To him it sounded as if his heart was a loud drum, beating quickly. Beverly and Jim exchanged amenities and then he heard some more shu- ing as Beverly evidently showed him some work she had been doing for him. Tommy was only about eight feet away in the same room but he practically held his breath to be as quiet as pos- sible. At one point, though, a muscle in his thigh spasmed and he shook the cage a bit. "What was that?" Jim asked. "It looked like that tarp moved a little." "Oh, that's a dog I'm watching for my sister. He'll settle down." "Can I see him?" Jim asked with a smile. "I'd rather not if you don't mind, Jim. He's been a little hyper and that tarp is the only way I got him to be quiet and go to sleep. I don't want him howling again." "I understand" Jim replied. "Now back to this layout..." For the next 15 minutes Tom crouched naked in his little cage against the wall while Beverly wrapped up her business meeting. Finally Jim got up to leave and Beverly showed him to the door, thanking him for stopping by. As soon as the door closed, Beverly walked over and pulled the tarp off of Tom's cage. She smiled as she saw him kneeling there with his ass up and his legs tied open. "Why don't you just stay there for awhile. I have to finish up a little work and then drop some sketches off at a client's home. Beverly sat at her drawing board, working on her layout, while Tom knelt quietly in the cage next to her. Occasionally she'd look down at him and smile. She felt like taking some more pictures of him but unfortunately she had a deadline to meet on this job. About twenty minutes later there was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Beverly called. "It's Kerry and Lynn, Aunt Beverly." "Okay, be right there!" Beverly got up and walked over to unlock the door. Tom cringed as he crouched there in the little cage. He was fully visible from the door and the feel of cool air on his anus reminded him that it was stretched wide open. His penis was hard as a rock. It had been for the last half hour. "Hi Aunt Beverly!" The girls chorused. "Hello girls. I'm glad you could come over. Remember that little surprise I promised you? Well, there he is!" She stepped back and nodded her head in the direction of the cage. "Oh, wow Aunt Beverly! He's all naked! And you put him in a cage! This is unreal!" The twins, young, blonde and quite excited, immediately walked right over to the cage and stared at Tom. "Can we touch him Auntie?" "Sure, dears. You can open up that little door if you want and pet him, but try to keep the giggling down a bit, will you? I'm almost through with this job I'm working on and it has to be dropped off tonight." While Beverly continued working at her desk, Kerry and Lynn crouched down beside the small cage. Lynn snaked her small hand through the chicken wire and began petting Tom's flank. Kerry opened up the door and knelt there. She had a marvelous view of his ass. With his feet tied to the corners of the cage Tom's asshole was stretched wide open and his balls were dangling halfway to his knees. He could neither close his legs nor move out of the way as she fondled his ass with both hands. She cupped his balls and petted his asscheeks, giving him playful little spanks as her sister giggled and tried to get her own hand in there for her turn. "Don't fight, girls!" Beverly warned. "He's going to be here all night. We're in no hurry." "Now, I've got to go and drop this report off. I should be back in about a half hour or so. Okay? Would you mind watching Mr. Hyde while I'm gone?" "Sure. No problem" Lynn replied. "Fine" said Beverly. "While I'm gone keep the door locked and don't let anybody in until I return. I'll do my best to get back as quickly as I can." With that Beverly put her drawings and papers into a black leather portfolio and walked out the door, blowing a kiss at the twins as she left. "Here, let ME feel him back there" Lynn whined. "I'm not through yet!" Kerry countered. "Come ON, Kerry. It's my turn!" "Oh, OK you little baby." Kerry gave Tom a vicious little pinch on his cheek then slapped him hard across the crack of his ass and stood up. "There, he's all yours. Don't take all night..." Lynn immediately got into position and started cupping Tom's hanging balls with both hands and blowing into his asshole. "Look at him jump!" she giggled, then kept blowing. She let go of his balls with one hand and used her fingers to stretch his asshole open a little wider while she continued blowing. In spite of herself her sister had to giggle appreciatively at the funny sight. Just then there was a rap on the door. "Who is it?" Kerry asked. "It's me, guys." "Oh shit!" Kerry whispered. "It's Lorraine. I forgot that we told her to come over. Oh well, she's not a stranger so I guess Aunt Beverly won't mind." She opened the door and let Lorraine in. She had her little Shet- land Collie with her on a leash. The small dog barked happily when he saw the twins. Lorraine nearly flipped when she saw Tom crouched and tied in the little chicken wire cage! "This is Mr. Hyde. I think he works with our aunt or something. Come on in, but just in case she gets upset you'd better be out of here in about a half hour. Okay?" "Wow!" Lorraine repeated, still shocked. She dropped the leash and put both hands up to her blushing cheeks. She managed to nod her head as her eyes fastened on Tom's exposed rear end. ... "Good night, Lorraine" Beverly said. "Don't feel badly. It's not your fault." After Lorraine and Max left Beverly looked sternly at Kerry and Lynn, who were fidgiting uneasily under her gaze. "You know I'm going to have to punish you for this, don't you?" "Yes, Aunt Beverly" Kerry responded sadly. "Yes, Aunt Beverly" Lynn echoed. "But we really didn't think you'd mind, seeing it was Lorraine and all." "That's not the point, Lynn. You've got to learn that when I tell you something I MEAN it. Now both of you, get down on the floor, right over there, in front of the wall. On your hand and knees, Kerry..." Beverly sounded irritated. "I want you both to lower your pants, I'm going to give you two a spanking right in front of Mr. Hyde! I want him to see you getting punished for disobeying my rules. "Oh, please, Aunt Beverly. I don't want you to do it in front of him..." Lynn pleaded. "Hush!" Beverly commanded. "Come on, get those pants down. Your panties too... It's not a real spanking if it's not on the bare." Kerry and Lynn slowly reached back and tugged their pink nylon panties down, revealing a twin set of pert little bottoms poised only a few feet from the front of the cage and Tommy's gaze. In spite of himself he couldn't help but stare at those delicious young bottoms waiting for their punishment. They each had dimples on their butt cheeks and he watched them twitch nervously and shift their weight from knee to knee as they waited. "Put your legs together, Lynn! You don't want to show any more to Mr. Hyde than you have to, do you?" Lynn put her knees together like her sister and both girls knelt there with their heads down and their bottoms clenched tightly and poised for their punishment. The fact that Mr. Hyde was watching them being punished like little girls upset them both, and their faces were scarlet from embar- rassment. Beverly walked over and picked up a thick wooden ruler from her desk. She positioned herself next to Lynn then bent over and rubbed the ruler against her quivering bottom. "Please, Aunt Beverly, not too hard!" "This is what happens to girls who don't know how to obey..." Beverly said, then she swung the ruler and gave Lynn a crack across both of her small cheeks. "Owwwwwwwww!!!!!" Lynn screeched. She reached back with one hand to protect her ass but Beverly swatted at it. "Keep your hands down or you'll get double!" She then reached over and swatted Kerry's bottom, prompting her to let out a similar yelp of pain. Beverly lectured the girls as she took turns swatting their asses. They were both slender girls and within a short time their buns were warmed to a rosy red glow. "See what happens when you disobey me?.. <CRACK!> .. Mr. Hyde seems to be having a good time watching you girls get spanked! Are you having a good time .. <CRACK!> .. knowing he can see you punished like disobedient little girls?" "Owwwwwww... No Aunt Beverly <sniff>. We're sorry, honest we are. <CRACK!> .. Owwwwwww! Please, we promise to be good from now on!" Beverly really didn't want to hurt the girls, but they had to be taught a lesson. She stopped swinging and stood there staring down at their scorched bottoms. "I want you girls to remain like that with your punished bottoms on display for Mr. Hyde to see. I'll tell you when you can get up." Beverly picked up the phone and made a call to a client. For the next five minutes she talked business while the girls knelt there uncomfortably. Kerry took a glance behind her and saw Tom staring at both of them. His cock was hard as a rock and he was licking his lips and involunatily thrusting his hips forward as he stared at them. She caught Lynn's eye and motioned for her to look back. Her shame at having her punishment witnessed by Tom turned to anger and outrage at the way he was oggling them. "Well, girls, do you think you've learned your lesson?" "Oh yes, Aunt Beverly! Honest. We made a mistake but we won't do it again." "Okay, you can both get up now and pull up your pants. I really hate having to punish you like this but one little mistake like that could've ruined everything." "We're really sorry" replied Kerry as she finished zipping up her jeans. Beverly got up and walked over to the cage. "Looks like Mr. Hyde got a little excited watching you girls." She chuckled as she saw his engorged cock dripping a tiny stream of pre-cum onto the floor. "Hmmm... Maybe I should turn him over to you girls for the rest of the evening. What do you think of that?" "Oh, yeah! Great, Aunt Beverly!" Lynn replied, biting her lower lip and beaming at her sister. "Come on Tommy" Beverly said as she untied his thighs from the sides of the cage. "I've got a lot of work to finish tonight and I've had enough distractions already." She helped him to back out of the cage, then made him crawl ahead of them into one of the small offices behind her. Beverly pointed to a spot on the floor and told Tommy to lie down on his back and lift his hands and feet into the air. She opened a closet and took out what looked like the same aluminum spreader pole she and Karen had used on him at his house last Friday. The girls helped her to fasten his ankles to the ends of the four foot pole and tied his hands together to the loop directly above his head. Once again he was completely spread wide open, fastened that way, as the twins looked on eagerly. Kerry was licking her lips. But Beverly wasn't through yet! Directly above Tommy was a hook in the ceiling. Beverly attached a small block & tackle to the hook and lowered the rope till she could attach it to the pole just above his hands. She tugged on the free end of the pulley rope and managed to hoist the panic-stricken young man till his ass was about three feet off the floor! She then tied off the rope and stood back to survey her handiwork. Tommy was completely nude. His feet were tied WIDE apart and his arms pulled up to the center of the bar so that his knees were slightly bent and his ass was prominently displayed as he swung there. His dick was hard and throbbing and sticking straight back along his belly while his testicles hung down just below the cheeks of his ass. The twins were nearly beside themselves with excitement! "There he is, girls. All trussed up and waiting! He's all yours. He seemed to enjoy watching you both a few minutes ago. I suggest you spend the rest of the night showing him just how much you appreciated it. Have fun!" Beverly turned and left the room. She shut the door about three quarters of the way and went back to her desk to work on a layout. The twins just stood there for awhile, watching Tommy swing. He looked at them pathetically but didn't say a word. Finally Lynn stepped forward and knelt down so her face was at the same level as Tommy's swinging ass. She began fondling and pinching his ass- cheeks as she taunted him. She wanted to know if he had enjoyed himself watching her get punished. "I hope you had a good time, because now it's OUR turn!" Kerry knelt down to Tom's left and the two girls began slapping Tom's ass hard and giggling as they saw him twisting in his ropes. Beverly heard them and smiled as she continued working. It was about time those girls learned the proper way to handle a man... The girls spent the rest of the evening punishing Tom. When their hands got sore from slapping his ass Kerry took a ruler and swatted him some more. Lynn looked around and got a staple puller from the desk. She used it to pinch his asscheeks between the pincers, causing him to yelp in pain. Kerry got a camel's hair brush and tickled his open asshole, as her sister continued pinching him and slapping his ass. An hour later his ass was beet red and he was pleading through tears for the young vixens to stop! Beverly heard the slaps and tears but left the three of them alone. Those girls tormented him with whatever they could get their hands on, all the while laughing at the way he was begging them to stop. He pleaded with them to let him cum but they laughed some more and redoubled their teasing! Tommy was spread wide open to their assault and cried as he twisted in the air. His ass was on fire! His penis was itching for relief. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he begged and twisted... By 9:30 the girls had been working him over for nearly an hour and a half. Tommy was sobbing and twisting his ass in circles when Beverly walked in and told the girls it was time they were getting home. "Awww, Aunt Beverly. Just a little more, please?" "Sorry girls, but it's time." She untied Tommy's right hand from the pole, still leaving him suspended by his feet and left hand. She told the girls to stand in front of Tommy as she commanded him to use his free hand and masturbate for them all. The twins squealed with delight and laughed at him! Tommy wrapped his hand around his cock and began slowly pumping it as he swayed there before them all. He was still crying, but eventually his hand began pumping faster and faster. It didn't take long before his ass cheeks were clenching and unclenching and his breathing became ragged and forced. Beverly stepped forward and gave his shuddering ass a few more slaps as he moaned through his tears and continued pumping. "He's gonna cum girls. Get ready!" Beverly said. Almost imme- diately, Tommy stiffened and began shooting spurts of sticky white cum into the air and upon his chest and belly. The twins clapped their hands and jeered him as they witnessed his final degradation... When he was through, Beverly tied his free hand back to the pole. She turned the lights off and left him sobbing in the darkened room while she drove the twins home. Tommy hung there in the dark. His ass was on fire and his body wracked with sobs. He couldn't believe what Beverly had turned him into in just ten days! Ten days ago he was an up and coming young man with a good job and promising career. He enjoyed showing off a bit in front of young Carol at work, but the truth was he was terrified to ask her out on a date. Tommy was intensely shy, especially about his body. The fact that he was still a virgin at twenty-five was attributed to his fear of being awkward and having a woman laugh at him. He enjoyed watching beautiful young women on T.V. or at the beach but he had never in his adult life been naked in front of one. The thought of a woman seeing him like that scared him. What if he couldn't control himself and got an erection? Would she laugh? He couldn't bear that... Ten days after meeting Beverly he was at her studio, stripped naked and spanked to tears by her twin nieces. His red ass was on display for anyone she cared to show him to! He had been humili- ated at work and shamed at his home in front of his neighbors. He had been degraded, shamed and exhibited to strangers, friends and family. He had become the abject slave of six women, including his teenage neighbor and her friends! He existed only to be degraded and humiliated while they laughed at him. His ass only existed to be tormented, and his cock to be teased mercilessly while he begged and cried for their amusement. Tommy was no longer a man. He was a toy. The women quickly realized his weakness and delighted in degrading him and inventing new ways to shock him! A half hour later Beverly returned to the studio. She opened the door and walked in. Leaving the lights off she closed the door and silently walked to where Tommy was hanging. She let her fingernails lightly play along his outer thighs and hips. He twisted helplessly as she teased him then put her lips right to his ear and began to taunt him: "Did you like that, Tommy? Did you enjoy being the plaything of my nieces? They were so excited! I told them they could invite Lorraine back next Friday... and Max too! But that's a long time from now... You still have the whole week to go through! I don't know what Mrs. Whitford has planned for you on Monday, but Marie and Carol have BIG plans for you on Tuesday and Wednesday!" "After they play with you Tuesday night, you'll spend your `va- cation' day on Wednesday tied up at Marie's, being tantalized by two college students. I hear they're both real pretty. Their job will be to keep you hot as a poker all day long. They can do anything they want to you, EXCEPT let you cum! Heheheh! They're gonna strip you and tie you up. You'll be teased all day long... a little at a time, till you're stewing in your own juices. You're to be brought to a fevered pitch just in time for the big party that night!" "Ooooohhhhhh..." Tommy moaned. "pleeease....." "Then, wearing just garters, stockings, high heels and a maid's cap, you're to be paraded around the floor for the enjoyment of the assembled guests. Your cousin Kathy was thoughtful enough to contact many of the girls you went to high school with, and you can bet Marie will give you a good workout! Yup, you'll be crawling around on the floor in front of them all, crying and begging them to spank you, or let you cum! They'll be laughing their asses off at you, snapping pictures, pinching and rubbing you, or just watching you and smiling as you squirm on the floor at their feet!" "I gave Marie a copy of the video I made of you at your home last Saturday. They're all going to watch it on the TV as you serve them drinks and snacks. After that there'll be an auction and the lucky bidder gets to take you home with her as her slave for the night! It'll be a looong night!" "Unnnghhh!" Tommy twisted his hips and whimpered. "On Thursday night, Karen told me she's taking you out on the town. Seems she knows of a lesbian bar in the seedy section where anything goes. Most decent folks wouldn't want to be seen there, but YOU'll be seen there, all right! And very in-decently, I might add! You'll be crawling at the end of Karen's leash, and you won't be wearing anything! I'm sure the ladies there will be greatly amused at the presentation! She said she's gonna whip your ass good then pass you around the room. It should be an evening to remember!" Tommy was sobbing and thrusting his hips forward as Beverly fingered him and whispered in his ear. As he hung there, shivering, Beverly lowered the pulley till he lay on the floor. She kept taunting him about what was going to happen to him, as she began unfas- tening him from the pole. When he was free she made him get on his hands and knees again, still naked. She fished through his pants pocket and found his keys. He looked at her pitifully as she put his car keys in his mouth then walked over and opened the door. "Go home, Tommy. Crawl out to your car, unlock it and get in. People will probably see you as they drive by, but that's not my concern. When you get home I want you to park in front of your house and then crawl slowly to the front door, just as you are now. Don't dawdle! I'll phone you in exactly 15 minutes and if you're not there to answer the phone I'll take you on a walk around your block tomorrow that you'll never forget... I'm gonna call Mrs. Whitford on the phone as soon as you leave and ask her to watch and make sure you do exactly as I say. You don't want to imagine what will happen to you if you disobey me..." "Oh pwease, Mistwess Bevewy, pweease don't!...." Tommy mum- bled around the keys dangling from his mouth. Beverly just laughed at him and gave him a swat on his reddened ass. She waited by the door as she watched Tommy put his head down and crawl past her. She held her stomach and laughed out loud as she saw his bare ass wobbling its way towards the car! The night air felt cool and he could hear the sounds of the traffic and see the lights from street lamps and passing cars. When he was halfway to his car a passing car honked its horn several times. Once again, as he neared his car, there was another horn blast and the sound of laughing as a carload of young women went by, apparently off for a night on the town. Tommy had tears in his eyes as he reached up to unlock the door. As he stood up to get in he saw that the previous car had pulled over and the women were looking back through their rear window and pointing at him. He quickly got into his car and shut the door. The cloth seat was cool against his ass and his bare feet felt strange on the gas and brake pedals. His cock was sticking straight up and touching the lower rim of the steering wheel. He sat there self-consciously and waited. Finally, the girls in the car that had stopped ahead of him began waving and honking their horn, then pealed off to continue on their way to whatever nightspot they were originally headed for. Tommy started up the car and began driving home. He drove slowly so as not to attract attention and slouched down in the seat when he stopped at a traffic light and cars pulled up beside him. It took him a little more than 10 minutes to drive home. He parked at the curb in front of his house and sat there for a moment. He wanted to make sure nobody was around when he got out of the car, but at the same time he knew that the phone would be ringing in just a few minutes. There was a strange car in Mrs. Whitford's driveway, but nobody was on the street so he slowly opened the car door and got out. He considered dashing into the house, but what if he was wrong? What if Beverly had called Mrs. Whitford and she was watching from the window right now? He didn't dare risk getting caught defying Beverly, no matter what. Tom put the car keys in his mouth and dropped to his hands and knees on the street. Slowly he made his way around the back of the car to the sidewalk. When he looked up again he saw that Mrs. Whitford had come out on the porch and she had a friend with her! "Hello Mr. Hyde!" she yelled, "Is that you crawling around back there?" The old woman cackled and he saw her flick on a flashlight. Tommy hesitated a moment then decided he had no choice but to continue, especially now. Mrs. Whitford came running down the stairs with her friend lagging behind her. When she got close to Tom she turned the flashlight on him, illuminating his white flesh in the night. "Coming back from your big date with Beverly I see!" She laughed as she directed the white light directly on him. "Hello Mr. Hyde!" "Hi Mr. Hyde!". He was starteled to hear Linda and Ellen's voices coming from his right. Linda flicked on another flashlight and he was now illuminated from both sides as the two teens joined the older women on the lawn. Tommy was mortified as he crawled towards his house. The two beams stayed on him the whole way and the younger girls were shout- ing catcalls and whistling at him. As Tom began crawling up the stairs to his porch Linda called out, "You look like you got a spank- ing tonight, Mr. Hyde! Your bum is all red! Hahahah!" When he got to the top step he heard the phone begin to ring inside! "Wait a minute!" Mrs. Whitford called. "Hold it right there! Your red bum looks so nice there on the steps that I want to see you wiggle it a bit! Come on Mr. Hyde, wiggle your butt!" The phone was still ringing and Tommy began to panic. He wiggled his ass a few times as the women and girls laughed, then he took the keys from his mouth and reached up to unlock the door. "Good night, Mr. Hyde! See you tomorrow!" Linda yelled out as Ellen giggled beside her. Tommy was shaking from embarrassment. He crawled inside the door, closed it and immediately got up and ran for the phone. He stubbed his toe on the footstool and hopped around yelping as he reached for the ringing phone. Just as he put his hand on it it stopped ringing! He picked it up anyway and to his horror he heard a dial tone! Tommy panicked! He flipped on the light. He didn't know Beverly's phone number. He found his phone book and flipped through it frantically! When he found the number he dialed it with trembling fingers. "Please God, let her answer it..." It was busy. He dialed right back. Busy again! "Oh no!" he groaned. He collapsed on the floor with the phone and began to panic. He must have dialed her 50 times before he gave up. It was too late now anyway... He pulled his knees up into a fetal position and began trembling as he thought about the things Beverly would do to him! His cock was still raging and he reached one hand between his thighs and began tickling it with his fingers. He imagined her leading him around the block, naked and leashed, on his hands and knees, in the middle of the day... perhaps stopping at the park or schoolyard! He stroked his penis as he fantasized about being left tied up to the fence, shivering and hard, and being laughed at... Maybe she'd spank him right there! They'd tease him and laugh at him as Beverly reddened his ass with her hand... If anyone asked why his cock was so stiff if he was being punished Beverly might explain how he loved getting spankings and they'd all laugh at him again... He kept pulling at his cock and moaning as he fantasized about the most incredible humiliations she could heap on him. And she'd do it, too! He knew that. Yes! The shame would be exquisite... more than he could ever imagine! "Yes... yes!" He held his breath and moaned as he hovered on the edge. Finally he was over the edge and shooting his load all over himself and the rug, but he didn't care. He wanted more! Exhausted, he fell asleep right where he lay on the floor. He woke up around 7:30 in the morning. He went to the bath- room, then got himself something to eat. He was still naked, and in a perverse compulsion he put his food in a bowl on the kitchen floor and got down on his hands and knees to eat it! When he was through, he went into the bedroom and wheeled out the playpen that was left stored there from last week. He set it up right in front of the door. So close, in fact, that he knew it could be seen from the outside if the door were opened! With trembling hands he tied the pink baby bonnet on his head then climbed into the playpen. He got onto his back and pulled his legs as far back as he could, resting his feet on the bars. He wanted to make sure the girls would be pleased when they saw him that morning! His cock was already hard and he decided to lightly play with it to make sure he was as aroused as possible for his young Mistress and her friends! He even left his leash out on the coffee table in case Beverly came by and wanted to take him for a walk! The End