MFF
FIRST, FDOM,RELUC
by Chuck
After school, Larry went straight home to drop off his books and
to pick up his pocket knife and the ropes. He also changed his
underpants. The front of them had gotten wet as a result of being
aroused all day. He resisted the temptation to quickly give
himself relief. He was hopeful that Natalie would take care of it.
With that in mind, he rushed to the thicket.
He wanted to get there early and assure the ropes would be set
up before Natalie arrived. He laid out the ropes so there would
be one for each arm and leg. The ankle ropes were secured to the
base of two trees. Then he looped two ropes over the branches of
the trees so his wrists could be secured from them and put him in
a spread eagle position. He carefully positioned the tauntline
hitches where Natalie could easily tighten or loosen the ropes.
He checked and rechecked that his nail/loop system would
release easily when the lace on nail was pulled. For good
measure, he stuck the pocket knife into one of the trees so it
would be readily available.
The irony that he was setting up the ropes for his own
immobilization was not lost on him. He didn't need to think
about his incentive to do so. He again had moist underpants from
the anticipation.
Natalie arrived just as he was finishing. She was wearing
sneakers, shorts, and a blouse. He had never paid much attention
to her before, but he now was looking at her in another light than
'kid sister.' She carried herself differently than she had before
yesterday. She was more self-assured . . . and she was really
quite cute.
He felt ill at ease as she approached. He wasn't sure how to act.
He had been the neighborhood 'top dog' forever it seemed. Now
it didn't seem right that he would let her humiliate him again
despite how erotic he found it.
"Hi Larry," she called as she approached. She looked around at
the ropes that he had strung about. "Looks like you're ready."
She looked pointedly at him. She could sense his hesitancy from
the look in his eyes. She let her eyes drop, pausing momentarily
to take in the incriminating bulge in his pants and finally
focusing on his shoes. "I thought I told you that I want your
shoes off when we are here. You look like you are about to run
off."
He was beginning to have second thoughts. Being tied up one
time could be written off as anomaly, just a childish
misadventure. If they repeated yesterday's game, he knew that
she would be in control from now on, or at least until he
graduated and moved away. "Running off might be the right
thing to do," he said quietly, more to himself than to her.
With a deep breath he removed his sneakers. Knowing that he
would be crossing the creek, he had left his socks home this
time. He handed her the shoes and again felt an erotic surge.
Somehow he felt that in giving her possession of his shoes he
was symbolically surrendering his control.
Shaking himself, he pointed out the workings of the ropes and
the hitches. He took great pains to make sure she understood the
quick release feature of the ropes and that she knew where the
pocket knife was lodged.
Natalie felt in control of the situation and had little hesitancy in
getting started. As Larry literally showed her the ropes she grew
even more self-confident. Natalie was really looking forward to
sharing her prize with Priscilla.
"I understand the ropes and knots well enough," she said as
Larry was concluding. She took a deep breath. "Well here goes,"
she thought to herself. Then out loud to Larry she quietly said,
"Take off your shirt."
Considering the last time they were here, Larry was not
surprised that she would want him to strip down. Still he was
reluctant to remove his clothes. Again, he thought about calling
an end to this game and just leaving. He looked over at Natalie.
"Darn, she's cute," he thought and he felt himself get harder. He
slowly unbuttoned his shirt and slipped out of it.
Natalie was smiling that smirky smile she had. He barely heard
her say, "And the pants."
He was slower to respond to this command. He had a good build
and felt some pride in displaying his torso. But he was extremely
uncomfortable with removing his pants. He was self-conscious
about his obvious erection under the damning wet spot in the
front of his underpants. He was flushing bright red as he stepped
out of his pants. He immediately bent over and picked up his
pants and shirt. He started to fold them using the action to try to
delay fully exposing his moist and bulging underpants.
Natalie was enjoying watching him squirm under her gaze. The
state of his underpants was not lost on her. After yesterday, she
knew more what to expect and a warm feeling of anticipation
flooded her senses. She pointed to a nearby rock. "Just put them
there," she said finally.
Natalie then picked up the end of one of the ropes Larry had
prepared and slipped it over his wrist and snugly tightened the
loop. She took his other arm and pulled him to the other rope
and secured his other wrist. She wasted little time putting his
ankles in the loops of the other two ropes. With Larry now
bound, she stepped back to look at him.
Larry flushed even brighter as he felt her gaze sweep over him.
He felt relieved that she didn't insist that he remove his
underpants. There was a lot of slack in the ropes allowing him a
fair amount of movement. As he shuffled about he found the
loose constraints were effective in being able to hold him. As he
pulled, twisted, and otherwise tested the bonds, an erotic feeling
of helplessness washed over him.
Natalie watched him struggle for a while and then proceeded to
adjust the hitches to remove the slack of the arm ropes, then the
leg ropes.
As Larry felt the ropes tighten, a sense of fear surfaced. The
feeling of helplessness was now constant as the bondage
transitioned from him pulling on the ropes to now where the
ropes were pulling on him. He groaned when he felt Natalie
tighten the leg ropes. His struggles against the ropes ceased as he
struggled to maintain his balance. "Please, that's tight enough,"
he pleaded to Natalie when he was fully spread eagled and it
seemed like she was going to tighten the ropes even more.
Smiling impishly, Natalie looked over from where she was
adjusting the ropes. She liked seeing Larry strung out like that.
He looked sooo vulnerable. She trotted on over in front of him,
her eyes sparkling. She zigzagged her finger over his exposed
chest, laughing as he wiggled from the ticklish sensations. "You
look so great like this," she said. "I love this game!!" Then
grabbing one of his sneakers, she ran toward the creek. "Don't go
away," she taunted. "I'll be right back."
Priscilla had waited for several minutes after she had seen
Natalie enter the thicket. She had not seen Larry enter and didn't
want to scare him off by coming in too soon. She waited
impatiently for Natalie to signal her that she could join them. It
seemed forever until she saw her friend come out of the thicket
and wave to her.
Natalie waved for her friend to come then filled the sneaker with
water. Running back, she dashed behind Larry and poured the
water on his back.
Larry gasped as the cold water hit him. "Whoa! That's cold," he
protested.
Natalie was laughing. "It looked like you could use a little
cooling down," she said. Then coming around in front of him she
pointedly looked down at his bulging underpants. It looks like I
should have splashed this side of you." She reached out and
pulled the elastic on his underpants away from him then
releasing it so it snapped back on the tip of his throbbing penis.
She pressed her hand firmly against his throbbing shaft as she
adjusted the underpants so they once again completely covered
it.
Larry yelped at the snap and then groaned in pleasure as
Natalie's hand pressed against him. He was ready for the game to
progress. This is where Natalie would play with his penis until
he shot his load. He expected it to be a humbling experience
again, but the erotic excitement and the anticipated monumental
orgasm that would follow eclipsed any embarrassment he might
feel. From yesterday's encounter, he knew that she liked him to
beg so he proceeded to do so without any encouragement from
her. "Please don't stop," he begged. "Please rub my cock." He
twisted his body trying to entice her hand to return to his crotch.
Then he heard footsteps in the thicket. His blood ran cold as the
fear of being discovered overwhelmed him. "Natalie! Someone's
coming. Quick, pull the nails out"
Natalie looked over where the sound was coming from. From
her vantage point she could see Priscilla coming. She looked
over at Larry. His eyes were wide open and he was white. She
couldn't resist teasing him a bit. "Oh I think you are imagining it.
You know that no one comes this way.
Larry pulled at the ropes, twisting and thrashing as much as he
could. "Quick! Pull the nails out now! Pleeeeease!!" he cried as
tears were starting to blur his vision.
Priscilla could hear Larry pleading with Natalie as she stepped
into view. "Well what do we have here?" she exclaimed. Though
she knew what to expect, the sight of Larry strung up took her
breath away. She felt a sudden erotic surge flow through her at
the sight. "Wow!" was all she could say to Natalie as she tried to
catch her breath.
Natalie made a theatrical gesture toward the helpless boy. "There
he is in all his glory," she said dramatically. "Ready for anything
we wish to do to him." She was grinning as she watched her
friend look Larry over. She felt like a proud huntress that was
showing off her catch, which was pretty much the case.
Larry stopped struggling now that he was discovered. He
moaned under his breath. He wanted to hide. Obviously that was
not an option. He had been attracted to Priscilla for the last year.
Irrationally, the thought passed through his mind that now she
would never consider dating him. He averted his eyes, looking
up at the tree branches above.
The two girls giggled a bit as Natalie continued to show off her
prize. She walked over to Larry and grazed his ribs with her
fingers. Despite his efforts to will himself dead, his body
twitched from the tickling sensations her fingers imparted.
"Notice how ticklish he is," she continued theatrically. Her hand
then pressed on his penis. "He especially like to be touched
here," she continued. Then with a giggle she added, "but you
have to be careful or he gets messy."
Larry kept his eyes averted. He felt foolish when he jumped
from Natalie's tickle in front of Priscilla. He was mortified when
Natalie rubbed his underpants. His penis which had started to
deflate when he feared discovery took on new life as she touched
it. He knew both girls noticed the reaction. He heard Priscilla
rustling around and glanced down. He felt himself grow cold
when he saw that she was pulling a camera out of the bag she
carried.
With growing excitement, Priscilla watched him struggle. "I
have to get a picture of this," she said to no one in particular.
With eyes sparkling and a huge smile that wouldn't go away, she
planted herself in front of Larry to take the picture.
Larry was looking at Priscilla with growing dismay. "No. No
pictures!" He struggled violently against the ropes. He felt his
knees weaken and the ropes pulled at his arms. The sound of the
camera when she took the picture might as well have been a
gunshot as from his reaction. He couldn't stop himself from
whimpering as the camera produced his picture. Too much had
happened in the last five minutes. He felt publicly exposed. It
was bad enough when Natalie had him tied and turned on. He
felt ashamed that Priscilla would see him like this. Now they had
a picture. He had no idea what they would do with it.
"I want a picture of him losing those underpants," Priscilla said
to Natalie.
"No problem," her friend responded. With that, Natalie removed
the knife from the tree and crossed over to Larry. "I hope your
knife is sharp," she said. Then with a giggle, she continued, "you
better hold still."
In fact Larry had made sure the knife was sharp as he wanted it
to be able cut the ropes easily if that became necessary. Natalie
carefully slipped the blade under one side of his underpants and
cut up and through the elastic waistband.
Larry did heed Natalie's advice and ceased to struggle as she cut
away his underpants. He heard Priscilla's camera record the
event and he just sagged against the ropes in surrender as he felt
the remains of his underpants slide down his leg to rest on his
ankle.
Natalie stepped back and surveyed the naked boy. "He looks a
bit droopy," she said to her friend indicating his drooping penis.
As he heard Natalie's remark, Larry thoughts revolved around
his situation. He was helpless and being mocked by the two
young girls. With heightened senses, he shyly looked at them
and appreciated how cute Natalie was and how pretty Priscilla
was. He pulled at the ropes and felt almost reassured at the
resistance they offered. He felt his penis grow as they watched.
He surrendered to the erotic sensation of being at their mercy.
Priscilla noticed the anatomical change and commented to
Natalie, "I think he likes us." Then to Larry, "Smile!" and she
took another picture recording him at 'attention.'
Putting down the camera, Priscilla walked up to Larry. "Lets see
if I can get it to droop again." With that, she reached out and
grabbed and pinched his nipple. She laughed when he yelped
and she gave it a little twist before releasing him. She stepped
back, looking down to see if the effect, if any, it had on him.
Larry felt a sharp pain as Priscilla grabbed his nipple. The pain
surprised him as he yelped, but he felt an erotic surge from the
stimulus and he felt his penis stiffen even more. He moaned as
he felt his need build.
Priscilla noticed his reaction and moved closer to him. She
sensuously ran her palms up his stomach muscles to his pecs.
She pressed her body against him hard enough to feel his
engorged organ through her skirt. Then she grabbed and twisted
both nipples of her helpless victim.
Larry moaned again when he felt Priscilla's hands caressing his
body. He felt his need intensify almost unbearably when she
pressed against his erection. He arched toward her when she
twisted his nipples. He was beyond caring about the pain she
inflicted. When she drew back this time he was twisting with
lust. His penis was throbbing with precum seeping from its tip.
He was starting to notice that Priscilla was not as tentative as
Natalie.
Natalie watched her friend tease Larry and noticed the effect
Priscilla she was having on him. It appears that he likes what
you're doing Cilla," she said. "You definitely aren't making him
droopy . . . drippy maybe, but not droopy." She giggled at her
own little joke. "Lets see if this will make him droop," she
continued.
With that, she used the knife to cut a very thin branch from a
sapling. It was very thin, maybe an eighth of an inch in diameter.
Quickly trimming the leaves off she swished it through the air to
make it whistle and let Larry know what was in store for him.
Then she started slapping his thigh with it whipping the twig
back and forth.
Though he was warned by Natalie's warm-up swings, the
onslaught of stinging took Larry by surprise. "Ouch. Ow ow ow
ow," he protested. He started to dance trying to keep his genitals
from taking a stray blow. He continued dancing as Natalie
worked her way around to his buttocks. Somewhere, in the
middle of the onslaught, Larry was aware that Priscilla had again
used the camera, but he was too preoccupied to worry much
about it. He was aware of his penis dancing and bobbing more
than he was. By the time Natalie was finished, the girls were
laughing at his vain attempts to get away from her little switch.
Larry welcomed the respite when she finally finished. He could
feel the stings burning where she had attacked him. He looked
over at the girls who were still laughing and giggling. Still
feeling the stings from Natalie's switch, he felt an erotic rush as
he watched them. He had never seen any girls more beautiful
than they were. He was feeling lucky to be in the power of
beings as magnificent as these. His penis was throbbing, begging
for attention.
The girls moved over to where Larry was hanging in his ropes.
They observed his obvious state of arousal. Priscilla grinned and
pressed up against him again. Sliding against him, she let her
hand trail over his penis. As she pressed her breasts against him,
she gently lifted his testicles, feeling their weight. Her thumb
teased the under side of his penis.
Larry was read to cum. He moaned and tried to arch into her
hand but she pulled away before he could press into her. "Please,
let me cum," he begged.
Priscilla picked up her camera. "I want a picture of him when he
does it," she said to Natalie. "Show me what you did to him
yesterday."
Natalie slipped around behind Larry. She pulled him close to
her. She started toying with him, tracing circles then rubbing and
stroking his shaft. She soon had him throbbing anxious for
release. Sensing that he was getting close, Natalie cautioned
him. "Don't lose control too soon, Priscilla has to get in position
to record the event on film."
Larry was appalled by the fact that they wanted a picture. He
knew that any protest from him was futile and didn't object.
Truth to tell, he was so aroused there was no way he would resist
cumming for their photo shoot. He could feel Natalie's fingers
tease him as he watched Priscilla move into position for her
picture. Natalie paused for a moment and said to Priscilla, "I
wouldn't stand right in front of him when you take your picture
if I were you."
Priscilla giggled as she moved aside slightly, "Good point
Natalie."
Natalie snapped his swollen shaft with her finger. She giggled
when he gasped in surprise. She snapped him again, this time
hitting the sensitive tip of his penis. "I haven't heard you beg me
to play with your cock. You know how I like to hear you beg."
She grinned over at Priscilla.
Larry penis was throbbing. He moaned with frustration. He was
all primed to go and now she wanted to play mind games with
him. He flushed as he was aware of Priscilla right in front of
him. He felt more humiliated than ever having to beg in front of
Priscilla. He whimpered in frustration and finally gasped,
"Please let me cum." He felt his ears redden as saw Priscilla
giggling at him. He dropped his eyes. "Natalie, I need your
touch. Please let me come."
Playfully, Natalie jiggled his rigid shaft, stroked it lightly, and
then left it bobbing by itself. "You can beg better than that for
me."
Groaning in frustration, Larry let go of any semblance of pride.
"Please, please, please let me come. I've been aching for release
all day." Natalie's body was still pressing against his back. He
could feel her as well as hear her giggling. "Please rub my cock,"
he continued as he tried to remember exactly what he said
yesterday that finally got her to finish him off.
Still giggling, Natalie looked over at her friend. "See how nice
he begs. He's desperate because he hasn't had an orgasm since
the last time he begged me." Turning her head so she was talking
in Larry's ear. "Isn't that right, Larry?" she asked.
The question took Larry by surprise. He suddenly recalled that
he had masturbated last night. Now it seemed deathly still as he
paused before answering. Natalie pulled away from him. He felt
the cool air hit his back.
"You did it last night, didn't you!" Natalie accused. She circled
around in front of him looking straight into his eyes. "You
promised you wouldn't and you did!"
Larry tried in vain to think of how to voice a convincing denial
but he couldn't avoid looking into her eyes and he knew that she
would see through any fabrication. He finally blurted a
confession. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. It just happened. It won't
happen again, I promise."
"Well I'm through playing with you today," she said. "From now
on you must get permission from Cilla or me before you may
cum. Don't try to cheat. We'll know if you're lying." She
punctuated her statement by pulling the quick release nails on
the ropes that held his arms. Larry's arms came down
immediately and he flexed them to restore full circulation.
Larry couldn't believe his ears. His penis was still throbbing in
anticipation. He needed release desperately. Now, not only was
Natalie not going to jerk him off, he was forbidden to cum
without the girls' permission. He had been erect all day in
anticipation of this encounter. The resulting ache had been
increasing steadily all day.
Still miffed, Natalie went behind him and gave him a shove. She
watched him try to maintain his balance with his legs still pulled
apart by the ankle ropes. She nudged him again. He started to
fall and had to catch himself with outstretched hands to keep
from landing on his face. It left him in an awkward position with
his buttocks in the air. He quickly bent his legs and dropped to
his knees. His legs were still spread wide, but at least some of
the tension was relieved. He found himself on his hands and
knees at Priscilla's feet.
"What am I doing here?" Larry asked himself. His eyes focused
on Priscilla's shoes as his thoughts closed in on him, "In two
short days my life has turned upside down. I'm naked on my
hands and knees at the feet of the young neighborhood girls. I
have to rely on them to release the ankle cords for me to get up. I
ache from being so horny. They may or may not let me take care
of that." While Larry thoughts rushed through his head, his gaze
never wavered from Priscilla's feet. He let out a soft whimper as
the realization hit him that he liked being at the feet of the girls.
Priscilla looked down on her neighbor. She wondered idly what
was going through his mind during those brief silent moments.
When she heard him whimper, she knew intuitively that he had
surrendered to them. She smiled and looked over at Natalie.
Natalie's eyes were sparkling and she nodded back. Natalie had
also heard the whimper and deduced the significance. They
would not need ropes or the threat of blackmail pictures to
control him. He was theirs regardless.
"Look up at me," Priscilla finally said.
Priscilla was standing close to him and from his awkward
position with his hands on the ground, Larry had to strain to
raise his eyes to her face. She looked so beautiful . . . and so
dominant.
Natalie came into Larry's view as she joined Priscilla. She now
seemed a lot more mature. "Maybe it's my viewing perspective,"
Larry thought to himself. "And she's so darn cute, it's
maddening!" Out loud, Larry said nothing. His one whimper had
spoke volumes.
Priscilla turned to Natalie, her eyes shining. "I think he should be
punished for his 'indiscretion' last night. A thicker sapling than
the one you were playing with earlier is in order." Natalie agreed
and the girls went off to select their instrument of torture leaving
Larry to his thoughts. He knew what Priscilla had in mind and he
shuddered. It seemed forever until the girls returned with a
suitable switch, flexible and twice the size as the one Natalie
played with earlier. He raised his head to look at them as they
approached. He knew nothing he could say would save him. He
tried to be stoic, but his wide-eyed expression gave him away.
They both giggled when they saw his eyes pleading with them.
"We'll let you off easy this time," said Priscilla. "Just two swats
from each of us."
Natalie giggled. "Ok, Larry. Get off your knees and just stay
bent over. I get the first strike." She swished the switch as she
had done the smaller switch earlier. The sound was deeper,
much more ominous. She enjoyed watching Larry wince from
the sound. She loved being able to intimidate him.
Larry struggled off his knees. He legs still held apart by the
ropes, he rested a good amount of his weight on his hands. He
would have felt foolish except the dread he felt overrode that
emotion.
Playfully, Natalie brushed the switch against his exposed and
aching testicles. Larry gasped and cried out, "No!" Quickly, he
lifted one of his hands to protect his genitals. Now, he did feel
foolish, bent over in an awkward three-point stance with his
remaining hand grabbing his crotch. He groaned inwardly as he
heard Priscilla take another picture.
He saw the blow coming from the corner of his eye. He gritted
his teeth as Natalie's blow struck him. The sting hurt worse than
he thought it would. He felt his eyes start to tear. It took all his
will power not to cry out.
Natalie handed the switch to Priscilla. Priscilla had always
wanted to thrash someone. Until now it had been just an idle
fantasy. Now she would finally get her chance.
Larry shuddered when he saw the gleam in Priscilla's eye. He
closed his eyes and he didn't dare remove his hand from
protecting his genitals. He heard the whistle of the switch just as
the pain exploded into his body. "AHHH!!" he cried out as he
released his protective grip and crumpled to his knees. Trying to
catch his breath, he pleaded, "Enough please. That really hurts."
Natalie had seen that her first blow was not nearly as effective as
Priscilla's. Determined to make her second stroke leave a lasting
impression, Natalie ignored Larry's pleas and took the switch
from Priscilla. She whipped it around a couple of times and
Larry started whimpering.
"Enough of that. You know you've got this coming, Get off your
Knees. You know the position.." Natalie watched as Larry
trembled and assumed his position. He didn't neglect to cover
himself she noted. She tapped his buttocks lightly a few times
just to watch him flinch as he awaited the real blow. She felt an
erotic rush as she watched him squirm helplessly. She swung her
second blow with much more force than the first.
"YEOW!!" yelled Larry. Natalie's blow wasn't as hard as
Priscilla's, but it hurt more, considering how sensitive his rear
had become. Again he crumpled to the ground. By now he was
sobbing. "Please, please no more. I promise to do as you say. I
won't jerk off with out permission." He looked up with blurry
eyes to see Priscilla take the switch from Natalie. He knew
Priscilla would hit harder this time. She seemed to really enjoy
punishing him. His buttocks were on fire and couldn't stand the
thought taking another blow.
Priscilla watched Larry squirming and begging. She got an erotic
rush just thinking about delivering the final blow. But she had
doubts. She wasn't sure how real his distress really was. She
circled in front of him and looked down on him.
Larry saw Priscilla’s feet in front of him. He leaned
forward,
prostrating himself before her. He was close enough to put his
lips to her shoes. He started kissing them and her bare ankles.
Priscilla was initially surprised by his actions, but she loved the
feel of him humbling himself before her.
Larry was in a panic. He didn't think he could take another swat,
especially as hard as Priscilla hit. When she didn't back away, he
shamelessly started passionately kissing her feet. Still sobbing,
he continued begging through his kisses, "Please no more. I can't
take more. Please, please, please have mercy on me." It sounded
trite in his ears but he had to say something to keep her from
swinging dreaded switch again.
Finally Priscilla stopped him. "Okay, enough of that. Get up on
your knees and beg like a dog."
Feeling a glimmer of hope, Larry quickly complied. Resting on
his knees, he straightened up a put his hands up like the paws of
a puppy. His legs were still held wide apart and his genitals were
again exposed. "Please don't hit me any more, please."
Priscilla sighed, "Okay, I'll hold off for today . . . We'll make up
for it next time."
At her words, he felt a rush of relief. "Thank you. You really
don't know how bad that switch hurts," he said as he started
breathing again. He continued kneeling with his hands still
raised. He started feeling foolish again but he was afraid to break
position without direction from one of the girls. He flushed as he
felt his erection returning. He could tell Priscilla was watching
his penis grow and he turned an even deeper shade of red under
her gaze. And once again, he heard the camera as Natalie
decided it was a good pose for posterity.
Priscilla batted at the swelling shaft with the toe of her shoe.
"Well it seems that we haven't dissuaded this guy from staying
interested." Then she started to rub his eager shaft with her foot.
Larry moaned from frustration as she teased him. She noticed his
small thrusts meeting the strokes of her foot. "It looks like you
still want a little action down there."
Larry groaned inwardly. He suspected where this was going to
lead. He waited for her to speak hoping his guess about her
intentions was wrong.
Priscilla continued to toy with his now throbbing shaft with her
foot. "You know that you are not allowed to cum until we finish
your punishment for your last transgression," she said firmly.
Pausing for a moment, she continued, "Considering my schedule
we won't be able to do this again for at least a week."
Larry knew that he would live in dread for that week knowing
that he still had a stroke coming, but at least his buns wouldn't be
so sensitive. That thought was pushed aside as his mind became
increasingly aware of his throbbing penis and the resulting case
of blue balls.
Her foot continued to tease his shaft. Priscilla laughed wickedly,
"And you really don't want the consequences if you have an
accident during that week."
Larry groaned. But he allowed her to tease him as her foot
brought him closer to the brink. Actually, 'allowed' isn't the right
word. He didn't have too much choice. But he didn't make an
effort to resist her teases either.
"I can't last a week," he said in a low voice. He knew where she
was leading him and he didn't have the will to resist her.
"A week will be over before you know it," Priscilla said cheerily
as she looked down on his kneeling form.
"I need to cum," he said. "Please I can't last a week."
"Well, you know I won't even consider giving permission until
you've paid your price for your last accident," she said
mockingly. She continued brushing his shaft with her foot.
He knew what was required. He was still on his knees, hands in
'puppy paw' position from when he begged her not to hit him.
His rear was still on fire and that seemed only to intensify his
erection. He arched toward her teasing foot. "Damn," he thought.
"I'm just a puppet with one fat throbbing string that she controls
very effectively." With a sigh, he capitulated. "Please, Priscilla.
Please deliver the last stroke."
She looked at him. "Are you sure?" She pressed her foot hard
against his shaft.
He thought he might lose it there. For the first time, he withdrew
from her foot as much as he could. "Yes, yes. Please. Deliver the
stroke." Then sobbing from frustration he added in a hoarse
whisper, "I can't wait a week."
Grinning, Priscilla grabbed the switch and slapped it against her
hand. "Very well. Assume the position."
Larry started to shake. He couldn't believe he had begged to be
hit again. He looked up at her face, his eyes pleading. Slowly, he
lowered his hands to the ground. He bowed his head in surrender
as he struggled to straighten his legs. His buns were on fire and
he moaned from the pain as the skin tightened. He felt ashamed
that he couldn't control his shaking and he whimpered softly as
he brought up a hand to protect his genitals.
Priscilla felt an erotic rush as she had never experienced before.
As she looked down on her neighbor she could see him tremble.
His pleading eyes left no doubt that he didn't want any more
punishment, yet he was offering himself to her. She felt herself
get moist as watched him position himself.
Looking over at her friend, Priscilla saw Natalie smiling. Both
girls were surprised by Larry's choice of accepting physical
punishment for the chance of orgasmic release. This not only
gave them an indication of leverage they possessed in the
administration of punishment and the granting of reward but,
more importantly, Larry's trembling body was a graphic
demonstration of acknowledging his acceptance of their control.
He would not have submitted to the final swat if he had not
anticipated breaking his promise of obtaining their permission in
order to orgasm.
Priscilla walked slowly and deliberately around Larry. She
savored his obvious fear and wanted the moment to last. Finally
she positioned herself and held nothing back as she delivered the
blow.
Larry couldn't control his trembling as he held his position. It
seemed an eternity before Priscilla walked around him. As he
waited, still clutching his genitals, he thought about his situation.
He was chagrined that his penis was still hard. Suddenly,
blinding pain encompassed him. Involuntarily, he screamed as
he fell to his knees and forearms. He buried his head on his
forearms, sobbing as his body shuddered from waves of pain he
felt.
He didn't hear the girls walk around him until they stepped right
in front of him. He lifted his head just enough see their feet
through his tear filled eyes. He pulled himself forward and
started kissing their shoes. He didn't know why, it just felt right.
The girls were a bit apprehensive when they saw Larry collapse
after the blow. Concerned, they walked around the sobbing form
hoping that he was all right. Both were surprised and felt relief
when he started kissing their shoes. Priscilla finally broke the
spell and reached down and grabbed Larry's hair, pulling his
head up. "Up on your knees," she said quietly.
Larry looked up at the two girls as he rose up on his knees. Even
through his pain, he couldn't help but admire the girls as he
looked up to see them looking down at him. They looked
especially beautiful from this angle. The ankle ropes still kept
his feet and knees apart. He was aware that his genitals were
exposed and his penis was throbbing and bobbing. He felt the
urge to cover himself with his hands but he allowed his hands to
drop to his sides instead.
Natalie watched as Larry rose up on his knees. She liked the way
he just knelt there with his arms at his sides as if on display. For
a few moments she just watched as his penis throbbed with a life
of its own in stark contrast to the defeated boy it was attached to.
"Okay, you can jerk off now, Larry," she said finally.
Larry had hoped that the girls would bring him to orgasm. He
flushed as he thought about masturbating in front of them. He
hesitated. Devoid of pride, he swallowed hard. "Thank you
Natalie," he said. With that, balancing on his knees, he reached
for his penis with both hands. Only a couple of strokes were
needed to set him off. As he started to cum, he heard the girls
giggling and the now familiar sound of the camera.
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