“There’s a good boy, spread wide so we can have a good look at you." Vickie spoke softly to him as she stepped forward, hiding her excitement as she gently lifted his testicles. Her delicate touch caused the boy to tremble as she held the soft sac of the scrotum in her hand.
“There just relax and give me a nice big cough now, there’s a good boy.” Peter quaked as she gently lifted his testicles and at the same time placed the flat of her hand against his tummy. She could feel him tremble as she drew his testicles forward. “Now Peter, one more nice big cough and then we’re through.” Vickie could see that the boy was consumed with embarrassment. His face had seemed to brighten when she had said that she would be through.
Little did he know thought Vickie that he would be subjected to more humiliation and domination than he had ever thought possible.
“There that wasn’t so bad now was it.” She let go of his testicles as he coughed once more. She was most careful to avoid touching his penis as she took her hand away from his tummy.
"Now Peter, I am going to examine you very thoroughly. I have to do this as we are away at sea for long periods of time. It would be dreadful if you were taken ill and I was not able to deal with it. So for that reason, I make sure that everyone on board is thoroughly checked on a regular basis."
She watched his face as he blushed with embarrassment. She could tell that he had been acutely humiliated by his experiences so far and that her words had added to his embarrassment.
"Now I want you to start running on the spot… can you do that for me… mmm, can you Peter?" Her eyes twinkled as she spoke to him. Peter was utterly humiliated by the thought of what she had asked him to do. He was completely out of his depth. Her beauty and assertive manner played havoc with his senses, making his reply almost inaudible.
The doctor moved back and watched him as he began to timidly move his feet up and down. Peter was immediately aware that his penis was slapping against his thigh as he moved. He blushed a deep red as the doctor watched his clumsy efforts.
"Come along Peter, I want you really quite out of breath by the time you have finished. Get those knees up and go faster, it will take you all day at that rate."
Peter blushed once more. He could feel the heat in his cheeks as he began to move faster, raising his knees. He was horrified to feel his penis beginning to engorge as it slapped from side to side against his thighs.
"Come along, get your knees up higher, there's a good boy." Vickie spoke firmly to him, watching his face blush with embarrassment, rather than physical effort. She watched as his penis began to fill, the soft flesh slapping and jiggling against his body as he increased his efforts.
Peter's mind was in turmoil. His penis had begun to slap upwards against his stomach as he raised his knees higher. His breath came in gasps as he began to tire. He was dismayed to see that the two nurses had moved forward to stand with the doctor and now all three girls were watching him as he self consciously continued his running on the spot.
Vickie looked down at his groin, aware that the boy's penis was almost fully erected. She raised her hand and bade him to stop.
"O.K. Peter, I think that will do. She moved forward as he stood looking hopelessly embarrassed. A thrill ran through her body as she placed the stethoscope in her ears and moved to stand close to him. She could feel his hot breath against her cheek as she placed the stethoscope on his chest.
"Now breathe deeply and let me listen to your chest." Her words were softly spoken as she deliberately placed her hand on his hip, keeping the boy close to her as she moved the stethoscope over his chest and listened to his lungs.
"Turn around, there's a good boy." Vickie could feel his erect penis brush against her hip as she let the stethoscope drop and placed her other hand on his hip, turning him away from her. She moved even closer, letting her breasts brush against his back, before placing the stethoscope against his back.
"Nice deep breaths now, there's a good boy."
Peter was beside him self with abject humiliation. His body had began to tremble as he felt the doctor casually place a cool hand against his waist. He was acutely aware that he was completely at her mercy.
"That seems fine." She said brightly as she once more placed both hands on his hips and turned him to face her.
"We are nearly done and so far you have been a very good boy." She looked into his eyes, causing him to blush once more as she spoke to him.
"You are a well-behaved young boy, aren't you Peter." Her words caused a further blush as she placed her hand on his cheek. "You seem a little hot. Is it too warm in here for you. You don't think you have a temperature do you?"
Every word she spoke seemed to heighten the boy's complete embarrassment. His face was bright red and he could feel his cheeks burning. He could not help looking at her, noting her breasts pressed against the silk of her blouse and the swelling of the firm flesh of her breasts as the material parted, showing a deep cleavage.
"Right Peter we are nearly done and you seem fine." She watched the relief on his face as she said those words. She waited before speaking again, admiring his lithe body as he trembled before her.
"Now, the nurses are going to put you on the examination table and I am going to have a look in your ears and check your eyes. After that I will check your tummy and then apart from taking your samples we are all done. How does that sound, not too bad is it? A big boy like you should be able to manage that."
Peter felt his bottom lip tremble as he looked at her. Her words and manner had reduced his stature to that of a child. He could hardly see through his haze of embarrassment as the nurses gently took his hands and led him to the table.

He could hardly cope with putting one foot in front of the other as they stood him against the table. He was miserably aware that his penis was still erect as he stood with his tummy pressed against the cold chromium sides of the table. The strong overhead lights were suddenly switched on and illuminated the table brightly.
He looked at the stirrups at the far end of the table and at the tray of stainless steel instruments on the trolley placed to the side.
The nurses helped him up onto the crisp sheet, which covered the surface of the table. He trembled as they laid him down flat, horribly aware of his penis, which although not quite erect, still stood out from his body, pointing towards his tummy.

The nurse spoke gently to him as she took his arm. "I am just going to take your blood pressure and then doctor wants a small sample of blood from you. The nurse busied herself with taking his blood pressure. While the tourniquet was inflated he felt a small prick in his vein. He winced slightly as she drew a vial of blood. She continued with pressure reading and placed a small plaster on his arm.

"There now, that wasn't so bad was it?"
The nurse leaned over him pressing her hand onto his chest. "Doctor is just going to look in your eyes and ears, so just lie still for her, there's a good boy."
The nurse's pretty face was almost touching his as she leaned over him. Peter blushed at the close proximity of the pretty girl, unable to stop himself from blushing once more. He lay back and looked at the strong overhead lights, which illuminated the table.
He felt gentle hands against his face as the doctor turned his head to the side and placed a device to his ear. Her soft breasts pressed against his arm as she leaned over him.
Her perfume invaded his senses as she moved his head to and fro. Her long delicate fingers were soft against his cheek as she placed the instrument down on the trolley and took a small torch, which she shone into his eyes. Her close proximity and the softness of her breasts, as she leaned over him, caused his penis to begin to engorge once more. His bottom lip trembled as she stood back and looked at him.
"There now, I am just going to palpitate your tummy and then we are nearly finished, O.K?" She smiled down at him, thrilled with what she saw. His penis was almost erect and stood out from his slim body. His skin shone with perspiration as he lay under the strong lights. She noticed that his legs were pressed tightly together, hiding his testicles although able to do nothing about his penis, which was almost erect.
He blushed as she deliberately placed her hand against his tummy. The nurses had moved to his side and had taken hold of his wrists pulling his arms slightly away from his body. She looked at his face noting the look of utter dismay as she began to feel his tummy.
Her soft hands moved over him, pressing and kneading the flesh. She knew full well that her soft touch was playing havoc with his senses. She moved her hands down his body, her fingertips teasing the pubic hair as she continued her examination.
She looked at his face, to see that his lips were trembling and that his eyes were now tightly shut. She smiled at the nurses as they followed her gaze.
"Right that seems fine, I will let the nurses get you ready for your samples and then you are finished, how's that?"
Peter was in turmoil. He was aware that his penis stood up, no longer touching his body. He opened his eyes, confused at her words. As yet he was not alarmed, like most people he knew little of medicine and had had only two previous examinations in his life. Both of these and been somewhat cursory affairs.
He watched as the doctor moved away from the table and the nurses placed their hands under his shoulders.
One of the nurses spoke softly to his as she helped him to sit up. There now nearly finished.. just scoot down the bed a little will you so that you can sit up with your legs hanging over the end. There’s a good boy.”
Peter brightened visibly at the thought that his examination would soon be finished. He quickly sat up and shuffled to the end of the examination couch. He sat upright with his hands over his groin trying hard to hide his erect penis. Although nervous and embarrassed, he did not seem unduly alarmed until the second nurse pulled the stirrups round and stood in front of him.
His expression turned from mild curiosity to abject dismay as she calmly placed her hands on his knees. “Right young man just lay back as you are.”
Peter did not know what to think as he lay down, acutely aware that although his hands were covering his penis, the nurse could see between his legs. He blushed as the second nurse took his wrists and placed his arms so that they were stretched out behind his head. Before he could protest the other nurse had taken his leg and placed it in the stirrup high above the end of the table. He shivered with dread as she placed his other leg in the opposite stirrup and then moved the posts forward so that his knees were bent towards his chest.
“There just relax and I’ll get doctor to just come and take a sample.” Peter blushed profusely, acutely aware that he was rudely on display. He could feel his testicles hanging down between his legs and was embarrassingly aware that his bottom cheeks were stretched wide and exposed. He looked down his body acutely aware that his penis was standing out between his legs.
It had happened so quickly that he had hardly been given time to protest. His voice was cracked and dry as he spoke to the nurse.
“Er..er.. what sample Miss? I gave a urine sample earlier.” His voice stammered and he was trembling with embarrassment as the nurse fastened his ankles into the stirrup.
“The doctor will tell you, don’t worry Peter, she is not going to hurt you.” Peter looked at the nurse in anguish as she finished fastening his ankles within the stirrups. He shivered as she placed her hand gently against his tummy. The softness of her hand so casually placed, accenting his utter helplessness and complete inability to preserve any modesty.
His lip trembled as the doctor walked around the table and stood between his widely parted thighs. He looked at her in horror as she pulled a rubber glove on to one hand and casually applied lubricant from a tube onto one finger of her gloved hand.
At the same time the nurse walked around to the head of the table and leaned her body over, pressing her soft breasts against his upturned hands and holding his elbows firmly.
The nurse whispered to him as she pressed her body down, holding his arms firmly in place. "Just relax, it will all be over soon, there's a good little boy."
Peter began to tremble as the doctor placed her bare hand casually on the inside of his thigh. The second nurse bent forward under the stirrup holding his right leg and gently placed her hands on each bottom cheek. Without warning, she stretched the soft flesh of his bottom cheeks apart, completely exposing the rosebud of his sphincter.
Peter was in anguish as the doctor pressed her finger against the tender flesh of his sphincter. "I am just going to extract a sample of semen from you so just be a good boy and try and keep still." Her finger moved sensuously between the cheeks of his bottom as she spoke. "There, there… you relax now, don't fight it."
Her words designed to cause him the maximum of embarrassment as she pushed her finger against the tightly closed muscles of his sphincter.
Peter began to tremble and shake as the doctor teased the virginal opening of his bottom, her finger sending waves of sensation through the young boys body as she teased open the sphincter. She slid her finger in easily and quickly rotated it until she found the plump flesh of the prostate gland. She began to slowly rub the tip of her finger over the soft tissue as she cupped her hand under his testicles and held them gently.
Vickie was acutely aware that the boy was already so aroused that it would not be long before he ejaculated. As if on cue the nurse let go of the cheeks of his bottom and took a small stainless steel container. She moved to the side of the bed and almost nonchalantly took hold of his penis. She pulled the foreskin back until the skin was tightly stretched and then moved her hand up in a milking motion.
The doctor looked at the body of the trembling boy as he lay before her. She spoke softly, her words designed to arouse his senses. "There, just relax now, it will all be over soon. Don't fight it."
Peter lost all control. The soft hands of the doctor and nurse had aroused him to such a pitch that he began to ejaculate. His head thrashed from left to right as they manipulated him to fever pitch.
"There's a good boy… let's have it all from you. Just let it all come. My you are a good boy."
Her words were soft and soothing as she pressed hard against his prostate before quickly stabbing her finger three times in rapid succession against the plump internal gland, causing his hips to jerk upwards and his bottom to almost lift off the examination table. Her other hand squeezed his testicles, pulling them upward as her fingers encased the scrotum.
At that same moment Mari looked at Sarah and nodded. Sarah immediately released her grip on the boy's elbows and moved around the table, taking the nubs of flesh of his nipples between her finger and thumb. She watched for the exact moment of ejaculation and then squeezed his nipples hard. She leaned forward, her face just inches from his and whispered.
"There my brave boy, just relax now."
The nurse watched as the boy's semen shot into the container. She rapidly milked him, squeezing her fingers hard against the rigid shaft of his penis as she stroked upward, bringing the last globules of semen to the surface.
She placed the container on the trolley and took a tissue. She felt the boy jerk his hips with sensation as she carefully wiped the tip of his penis.

Peter was in turmoil, his breath sounding ragged and laboured as he fought the sensations he felt within his body. They had in a few short minutes reduced him to a quivering, highly-strung nervous wreck. He could not control the shaking of his limbs or the quivering of his lips. Tears of emotion coursed down his reddened cheeks as he lay there utterly at their mercy.
Every nerve of his body had been stretched to breaking point. He was acutely aware of every touch as the doctor gently withdrew her finger from his bottom. He felt the gentle hands of Mari stroking his tummy as Sarah leaned over placed a kiss on his trembling lips.
He felt his penis being lifted gently from his tummy and looked down to see the doctor delicately pull his foreskin down the shaft of his penis and examine the sensitive glans.
"There Peter, you have been a good boy." She laid his penis back against his tummy and walked around the table.
"I am sorry if you were embarrassed Peter, but I do need to see that you are healthy. The nurses will unfasten you and the I am going to let you rest for a while." She reached down and carefully lifted his testicles in her hand. Peter blushed with embarrassment as she looked into his eyes. "Your testicles are still very full, so we will need to empty them again before I can check you properly. When you are rested the nurses will take you next door into the lab and the lab nurse will take another sample."
Peter blushed profusely, as she rolled his testes within her fingers, her delicate touch causing Peter to groan with embarrassment and humiliation. She let go of him and patted him gently on his cheek, her hand brushed against his trembling lips before she moved away from the examination table.
He watched as the nurses unfastened his legs and helped him to move along the table until he was laid flat, with his arms by his side. Sarah placed a towel over his waist and the bent over him, her firm breasts pressed against his chest.
Don't worry Peter it will be all over soon and then you can go and get fitted for your nice new uniform. She patted his cheek and both nurses moved away, leaving him to gaze up at the strong lights above him.
He was hardly able to form coherent thoughts, his embarrassment was such that he felt he was in a stupor. He closed his eyes - and with the combination of the fatigue induced by his long walk that morning and his prolonged humiliation at the hands of the medical unit, he fell asleep.

It was over thirty minutes later that he felt the nurse's hand gently press against his shoulder and wake him. "Right up you get and I will take you through to the lab. Look Mari has brought you a drink. So sit up and have your drink."
Mari handed the drink to him as he sat with his legs over the side of the table. He had been careful to keep the towel over his groin, but still could not help blushing as he looked at the two nurses.


The nurses walked either side of the naked boy. Sarah had removed his towel and had held his arms as she helped him from the table. She could feel his body trembling as they both led him through to the laboratory. Although the nurses held his arms, Peter had clasped his hands in front of his penis and testicles.
As they entered, Peter blushed once more as a pretty young girl greeted them. She looked so young and Peter could not believe that she could be any older than himself. Her slim body was dressed in a thin cotton lab coat, the hem of which came only to mid-thigh showing her tanned legs. She looked up at him and smiled her neat face and thin-framed glasses giving her a studious air as she looked into his eyes.
The neck of her tunic was cut low and peter could see her small firm breasts as the material sagged open. Over her right pocket was a badge, which simply said 'Simone Barr'
The room was small, with cases of instruments and jars neatly placed on chrome and glass shelves, which covered three of the walls. In the centre of the room was a low medical couch, which was covered, in a white sheet.
A tray of instruments had been placed on the chromium plated metal desk, which stood to the side of the examination couch. He watched the pretty girl as she stepped in front of him.
She spoke, her voice soft and with a faint trace of merriment. "Ah you are the lamb for the slaughter then?" She smiled at him. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I am just going to take a little sample from you, come over here and stand in front of me." She went to a straight-backed chair and sat down, looking at him as the nurses led him over to stand in front of her.
She sat primly with her bare knees pressed together. She looked up at him and smiled. "Well Peter, I can hardly have a look at what I need to see if you have your hands covering yourself." The nurses standing at each side of him took his wrist and raised his arms, placing his hands firmly on top of his head. Peter blushed profusely as the nurses uncovered him. He could not believe that a girl, almost the same age as himself could be doing such a thing.
"Now, stand with your legs wide apart for me, there's a good boy. I want to feel between your legs, so get them nice and wide." Peter blushed, utterly abashed at the young girl.
He flinched as she raised her hands and firmly took hold of his testicles. Her hands were cool and soft, sending shivers down his spine as she fondled his testicles in a familiar fashion. "You are not going to be shy with me are you?" She said as she took his penis and delicately held it between finger and thumb, pulling the foreskin back along the shaft."
Peter blushed once more, unable to cope with the emotion of his acute humiliation at the hands of the young girl. He jerked his hips as she let his penis go and once more hefted his testicles in her hand, jiggling the soft balls within the sac.
"I think I can empty you sufficiently in one go, but I will need your full co-operation, Peter." He blushed as she looked up at him. He could see her breasts as the vee of her tunic moved away from her body as she moved. He could not help looking down at her hands as she held his testicles, pulling the scrotum forward as she examined them.
He blushed profusely as she gave his testicles a squeeze before letting them go. She stood up, her breasts brushing against him and moved over to the other side of the examination table. "Right Peter, I want you on the table on your hands and knees. Facing that way." She pointed to the opposite end of the table, so that he would be facing away from her desk." He blushed and stumbled over to the table, almost resignedly letting the nurses position him. His face was bright red and his body was trembling as they finally got him into position. He could not cope with the embarrassment. His body trembled and he could feel the tears well up in his eyes as knelt upon the table. They had spread his legs wide apart so that his knees were almost at each side of the broad table. He had been made to go down on his elbows and a firm padded support had been placed under his chest to lessen the weight on his arms.
Almost immediately Simone had moved behind him and without preamble, had started to smear lubricant around the entrance to his anus. He felt one of the nurses gently stroke his back, her fingers softly following his spine and then the soft palm of her hand stroke tantalisingly over the soft skin of his upturned buttocks.
Peter grunted as suddenly the young laboratory nurse pushed her finger against his sphincter. He could not help trying to clench his buttocks as she pressed firmly against the tightly closed opening. Peter trembled as he tried to evade her finger. He jolted in surprise and humiliation as the young girl smacked him firmly on his upturned bottom. "Now Peter, I want you to co-operate fully. If you don’t I will have to insert a catheter into your penis. So just be a good boy now, will you."
Sarah looked at him as the nurse smacked him, she felt a thrill run through her body as the boy turned bright red and began to tremble visibly. She sat down on the end of the examination table in front of his head. She took his head gently in her hands and shuffled her bottom towards him and lifted his head. She pulled up the hem of her white tunic so that she could lay his head to the side as it rested against her bare thighs.

She began to stroke his cheeks, brushing away the tears of humiliation. She caressed his shoulders, her soft hands stroking him as one would a wounded animal. There, just relax your bottom and it will all be over before you know it. She held his head tightly as she saw Simone nod to her, feeling the boy grunt as suddenly Simone's finger slipped up into his bottom.
"Now just relax Peter, there's a good boy. Simone spoke firmly to him as she rotated her finger applying lubricant inside the tight orifice of his bottom. Peter began to tremble violently as Mari reached beneath him and took hold of his testicles. She placed a metal dish beneath him and then grasped his penis firmly. Now just relax your bottom a little more for Simone so that she can get at you properly. Mari began to manipulate his penis, pulling the foreskin down over the glans and then quickly pushing it back up until the skin was stretched tight. She felt the boy begin to tremble violently as Simone pushed firmly before withdrawing her finger from his bottom,
She picked up an object from the tray on her desk. It was a black shiny rubber cylinder, about two and a half inches long with a bulbous end. The body of the Anuco device tapered to a small waist of about a quarter of an inch diameter and then flared to a flange. The front of the device was rounded and at the back of the object there were two plastic tubes, one which was attached to a small compressor. The second tube was attached to a small rubber bulb, which when squeezed, would inflate the bulbous tip. The middle of the tubular device was made of a soft concertina rubber. Simone was well used to using the insert. She had used it in the bottoms of several of the girls on board ship as well as the previous cabin boy. She pressed her foot down on the start button, which was on attached to the top of the compressor. She waited until the hiss of compressed air quieted to tell her that the cylinder was full. She moved the valve on the back of the device and watched as the bulb of black rubber moved slowly backwards and forwards, extending the device to six inches in length. She squeezed the bulbous tip until it was deflated and then turned off the valve and looked at the two nurses. Both Sarah and Mari nodded to her as she placed the Anuco in between the bottom cheeks of the trembling boy.
Mari, let go of the boy's now erect penis and leaned over him. She placed her hands gently against his bottom cheeks and stretched the buttocks apart. She felt him tremble beneath her as Simone touched the entrance to his anus with the tip of the Anuco.
Sarah held his shoulders and whispered softly to him. "Now just try and relax your bottom… let the muscles go slack and this won't hurt a bit." Peter trembled at her words and at the increasing pressure of the device pressed against his bottom.
Simone squeezed more lubricant on to the end of her finger and smeared the entrance to his bottom, pushing her finger hard against the sphincter. She watched as the device pressed open the muscle, stretching the skin over the rounded tip. She pushed harder and observed the muscles of the boy's sphincter contract over the slim taper. She smiled as she heard him grunt with the rude intrusion to his bottom. The device was now firmly fixed, the sphincter compressed against the narrowest part of the tube.
Peter felt his bottom being penetrated, his anguish swelled by the sharp words of the laboratory nurse as she addressed him. "There that didn't hurt a bit did it? I am going to make you ejaculate now, I want you to try and relax and let it happen. If you do as you are told I will only have to do this once. Are you going to be a good boy?" Peter could hardy bring himself to answer. He managed to stammer as Sarah gently stroked his head, her fingertips gently teasing the hair on the back of his neck.
"er… er.. yes.. er Miss." His voice was cracked and his lips trembled as he spoke.
As if on cue, several things happened at once. Mari placed her hands beneath the boy and began to gently stroke his tummy, her hands moving over his skin sensuously. She stroked gently, her long fingers moving through his pubic hair, over his tummy and upward to caress his nipples. Sarah held his shoulders firmly with one hand while caressing the back of his neck with the other. She watched as Simone squeezed the rubber bulb of the Anuco insert. She could feel the boy try and rear up as the bulbous tip of the insert was inflated inside him. She felt his body tremble from head to foot as Simone casually squeezed once more knowing full well how large the bulbous tip inside him would be inflated. She nonchalantly stroked her hand over his buttocks before sitting down at the end of the examination table.
She gently took hold of his testicles in one hand, and then wrapped the fingers of her other hand around the erect shaft of his penis. "Right Peter, we are all ready, try and be a good boy and let yourself relax. You will feel some movement in your bottom; it is merely to help you ejaculate fully. Are you ready?" Simone knew that her words were causing the boy to blush profusely; she could feel his penis throb between her fingers as she stretched the foreskin upward, her hand eventually pressing against his pubic hair as she exposed the glans fully.
The expert manipulation of his penis by the laboratory nurse and the skilful hands of Mari and Sarah stroking his body had his nerves on a knife-edge. He groaned as Simone used her hands, expertly ensuring that she produced the maximum amount of sexual sensation within his body as he knelt with his legs widely spread. He was almost beside himself, his mouth open wide and gasping for breath as the girls played with his deepest emotions. Simone felt the first quickening throb from his penis as she began to move her hand more rapidly. She immediately squeezed his testicles and tapped her foot on the button of the compressor. Mari saw Simone press the switch and quickly drew her hands from underneath the trembling boy, pressing hard against the small of his back. She felt him try and rear up as the insert expanded inside him, pushing the inflated bulbous tip up into his anus.
"arrgggghhhhhhhhh ooooooohjhhhhhHHH " He bucked and writhed unable to escape the myriad of sensations he felt throughout his body. The Anuco insert moved methodically back and forth inside him as Simone expertly manipulated his penis.

"Arrrggggghhhhhhh…. Arrrggghhhhhh… arrrggghh" He screamed and gasped for breath as Simone manipulated him to the point of ejaculation. Quickly she motioned to Mari as the boy began to ejaculate into the stainless steel tray placed beneath him. Mari raised her hand and quickly delivered three stinging slaps to his buttocks. Although the boy was frantic with sensation, Simone's voice was cool and calm as she spoke to him. "There's a good boy, let it all come out… my you are a good boy." Her softly modulated voice and her words of praise causing him even greater sensation. Simone watched as squirt after squirt of semen was ejaculated into the waiting dish. "Arrrgggggggghhhhhhh… pleeeeeeaaasseee… mmmm…iiisss… mm miss." Peter cried, his whole being racked by the agony of the ecstasy.

He was shaking from head to foot as Simone casually squeezed his testicles, before taking her hand away and squeezing the rubber bulb. She watched unmoved as his head reared up from Sarah's lap and he screamed. "Arrrrrrgggggghhhhhhh…arrrrrrggggggghhhhh." His body was trembling and shaking violently as the inflated insert methodically moved backwards and forwards inside him.
His hips shuddered involuntarily as Simone extracted the last vestiges of his semen. She tapped her foot against the compressor switch and turned the valve on the bulb, releasing the air from inside the inflated rubber head of the insert.
"There, there you are a good boy, I am just going to squeeze you and then we are all done." Mari and Sarah held his body firmly as Simone deftly squeezed her finger against the base of the shaft of his penis and milked him. At the same time she squeezed his testicles, her delicate fingers encircling the entire scrotum. Mari took her cue and without preamble pulled the Anuco insert from the boy's bottom. She knew his sphincter would be stretched wide over the thicker part of the insert as it was pulled out.
"ArrrrrrggggghhhhhhHHHHH." Peter screamed as he felt the consecutive pain in his testicles and his bottom. He shuddered as his penis throbbed with a dry ejaculation. "There's a good boy… my you have been a good boy." Simone cooed as she gently released the pressure on his testicles and lessened her grip upon his penis. Sarah stroked the boy's face gently, his distraught state eliciting a pang of sympathy from her as he trembled and gasped for air.

The girls held him for several moments before turning him over and laying him gently on his back. Mari wet a cloth with warm water and began to bathe his penis, carefully avoiding the sensitive glans. She parted his legs and wiped his bottom as one would a child. "There you rest now and then, after the doctor has seen you, you can go and get measured for your nice new uniform…mmm?
She noted the tears of relief in his eyes as they calmed and soothed him with their gentle touches and softly spoken words.

It was perhaps ten minutes before Peter was once more standing in front of the doctor. The nurses had helped him from the examination table and had, much to his embarrassment, held his penis forward and washed his genitals with a flannel.
“There that’s better”, the doctor said brightly as she cupped her slender fingers around his testicles. “They are still rather full, but I can feel the spermatic cords sufficiently to be able to pronounce you fit and healthy. Now the nurses will take you through to the front office and after you have had your vitamin injections someone will take you to get you your uniform.”

Peter was blushing profusely as the doctor hefted his testicles once more, before letting him go. She put her hand under his chin and looked him in the eye. She was delighted with what she saw, his youthful face suffused in red… his eyes timid and acquiescent, a perfect find, she thought as she patted his cheek before she gestured to the nurses that they could take him. She resisted the temptation to slap his firm buttocks as they turned him around and led him out of the surgery.


Peter could not help trembling as the nurses, led him through the surgery door and into the front office. He managed to hold his hands in front of his genitals as he once more faced the young secretary. The nurses, who were standing on each side of him, took his wrists and placed his arms by his sides. He blushed profusely as she coolly looked him up and down, her gaze dwelling on his genitals before once more looking him straight in the eye. “Stand up straight Peter, there’s a good boy”. Her words brought him more humiliation as he stood trembling before her. “I will take care of him now, if you would bring the B,D and C.” She smiled at the nurses as she spoke. Peter stood facing her, his hands tightening against his sides as the nurses left him and walked back through the surgery door. He wanted, more than anything to cover himself and yet he dare not. Instead he looked down at his feet, feeling unable to look at the young girl. “Right young man, come over here and let me see to you.” Nicki was well aware of the effect of her words upon the trembling youth. She took his arm and led him to her desk. He was acutely aware that his penis was beginning to engorge as she laid a hand on the hillock of his bottom cheeks, holding his arm with her other hand. “Right, bend over the desk… put your hands on the edge and place your feet apart .She watched his face colour up to an even deeper red as she reluctantly stretched out his arms and placed them on the edge of the desk. Nicki bent over the trembling youth, her breasts pressing against his back as she pushed his arms out from his body so that his head was almost touching the desk.
“Now lets have your legs spread wide apart” She stood up and deliberately slapped the cheeks of his bottom, before he was able to move. “Come along now, get those legs nice and wide.” Richard trembled with embarrassment as he shuffled his feet until they were well spread. Nicki knelt on one knee and tapped the inside of each thigh as she prompted him. “Come along… you can do better than that.” She placed the flat of her palm against the cheeks of his bottom, as if intending slapping him again. She felt him begin to tremble as he struggled to spread his feet even further apart. Peter was acutely aware that the girl now had a perfect view of his penis and testicles as she knelt behind him. To his horror she casually cupped his testicles in the palm of her hand, her smooth fingers causing his body to jerk as she rolled the testes in her fingers. “Keep still, you are not going to disobey me again are you young man?” Peter could hardly speak through his haze of embarrassment. “err… no…er miss” His humiliation now manifested in the bright red cheeks of his face and his stammering voice. He could not help gasping as the young girl’s slender fingers firmly squeezed his testicles. He felt his penis begin to stiffen to a full erection as suddenly the door behind him opened and to his further dismay he heard the sound of another woman’s voice.
“What have you got there Nicki?” The woman laughed as she moved into the room and greeted the young secretary. Peter began to tremble visibly at the utter embarrassment of being bent over the desk naked acutely aware of his widely spread legs and the view the woman would have of him. Nicki turned and smiled at the woman, giving Peter’s testicles a squeeze before letting go of him. “A naughty young man that won’t lift his bottom up for his injections. Are you ready for him?” Joan smiled at the young girl. She already knew the humiliation that the young man must have suffered during his medical and was not the least bit surprised to see his blushing face, or for that matter, to see him bent over the reception desk with his legs spread obscenely apart, or that he was stark naked. She could clearly see the rosebud of his sphincter and that his penis was erect. She looked at Nicki and gave an approving look.
“Well you don’t seem to be having any trouble in handling him.” She laughed as she walked to stand beside the naked boy and look down at his blushing face. Peter could not help looking at her as she bent her head forward so that her pretty face was in his line of vision. “My, you are a good looking young man, I am sure the girls will be delighted when they get a look at you.” Peter shivered as the woman placed a hand gently on his shoulder, her lovely face now only inches from his as she spoke softly to him. The sweet scent of her perfume pervaded his senses as she stroked her hand over his back. “Now you let the nurses attend to you and then I am going to fit you for your new uniform.” Peter could barely mumble a reply as he felt his penis begin to throb violently.
His trembling became more pronounced and he began to shiver as once more the two nurses came back into the room. His embarrassment knew no bounds as he felt their hands upon him. Softly stroking the cheeks of his bottom before antiseptic was applied to his tender flesh. They swabbed both buttock cheeks before he suddenly felt the sting of a needle enter the soft flesh of his bottom. A second then a third needle quickly followed causing him to try and rear up with the pain as both nurses simultaneously injected him with vitamin. Nicki placed her hands on his shoulders, preventing him from moving as the syringes were emptied into his quivering bottom. He felt them rub his cheeks as the needles were removed. “There now you are all done, up you get and Miss Crawford will measure you for your uniform. Through his haze of utter embarrassment, Peter was aware of gentle hands lifting his body up from the desk and turning him to face the new woman. His face was bright red, as he stood naked in front of her, utterly humiliated and drained of any pride he shivered as she looked down at his genitals. He could not help following her gaze, acutely aware of his throbbing erection as she examined him. “Well you are a fine looking boy, I am sure you will be a credit to the ship in your new uniform.” She smiled at him, watching him blush as she caught his eye. “My you are a shy one.”

“Oh, sorry Miss Crawford” Nicki interjected as she watched the woman examining the boy from head to foot. “I just have to do the visuals for his records, it wont take a moment” “Come along Peter, I have just one more thing to do before you are finished.” Nicki looked at his blushing face and then lowered her head, looking downward towards his genitals. She took him by the arm and led him to a door at the far end of the office. Peter stumbled forward feeling totally humiliated and dazed as she pushed him through the door. “Now stand and face me, there’s a good boy… and stand with your feet together.”
Peter was found himself standing in a narrow corridor. Bright lights shone above and to the side of him. He could not see the beyond the light and so was unaware of the pedestal tripod or the remote controlled Nikon digital camera that was focussed upon his naked body. “Right young man stand up straight.” She said as she put her hand under his chin and lifted his head. “Now lets have a look at you.” Peter blushed profusely as the girl let go of his chin and stroked her hand down across his chest and tummy before deliberately cupping his testicles in the palm of her hand. “Stand straight, I won’t tell you again.”
She said sternly as she pulled his scrotum forward and away from his body, placing her other hand on his throbbing penis. “Keep still now.” Deftly she pushed the foreskin back along the shaft of his penis. “Now stay completely still, there’s a good boy. Quickly she took a small controller, which was hanging just inside the door and stepped away from the naked youth. “Completely still now until I say you can move. She pressed the shutter control twice and then moved towards Peter. “Right face to the left, as you were before, but spread your legs apart, come along, quickly now. She helped position the boy, aware of his utter humiliation and helplessness.
“Chin up, that’s the way now, she deliberately tapped his penis several times with tips of her fingers, watching as even more blood flowed into his straining manhood. She took two more exposures and placed the controller back on its hook. “Right young man, you can go with Miss Crawford and get your uniform. She took his arm and led him back into her office. She noted with delight that his penis swung from side to side as he walked.
Peter blushed once more as he faced Miss Crawford. He could not help looking at her beautiful face as once more she examined him from top to toe. She turned to the young secretary and gestured towards the naked youth. “Do we have a gown for him, I will have to take him down the corridor to the work room?
“I will get you one.” Nicki replied, her eyes sparkling with amusement. He doesn’t seem to be able to control himself at all does he? Peter blushed once more at the reference to his erection. He had been so nonplussed at the preceding events that he had given no thought as to whether to ask to leave or to offering any resistance to his prolonged humiliation. He stood quietly, his body trembling and occasionally shivering with emotion as Nicki returned from the cupboards with a green hospital gown. Quickly she placed his arms in the sleeves and moved behind him to do up the ties at the back. Deliberately she left the bottom two ties undone, so that his bottom was plainly visible.

Peter looked down at himself. His erect penis was pushing out the front of the hospital gown. He groaned with horror as he realised that that the gown was only just long enough to cover his genitals and that his erection was pushing the material out in front of him. He groaned inwardly as Miss Crawford gently took his arm and led him into the corridor.

The room was large and brightly lit. There were several workbenches set across the middle of the room; these were surrounded by freestanding shelves upon which were neat piles of clothing. The walls of the room were completely covered with chromium plated cupboards and shelves containing shirts, trousers, socks, deck shoes and underwear. Below the shelves, uniforms were hung from long brass rails. The worktable tops held a variety of sewing machines, presses and assorted rolls of materials. It was not these things that caught Peter’s eye as he was led into the room, but the tree young girls that were seated behind the workbenches. He could not help blushing profusely as they looked up at him. He was aware of a snigger from one of the girls as Miss Crawford bade him stand in front of the worktables.

“Now girls, this is Peter and we need to get him fitted out in his uniform as quickly as he can. If Sylvia and Jennifer would measure him for a ratings uniform, Patricia can go and get the items. He will need a complete set of underwear, socks and shoes etcetera and one complete set of toiletries. Come along girls, I want him ready for the Captain within half an hour.”

Peter looked aghast as two of the girls approached him. Although his erection had subsided, he was acutely aware of the shortness of the hospital gown and the fact that his bottom was uncovered.
Jennifer looked boldly at him as she picked up a tape measure, her slender figure moving gracefully as she walked from behind the worktable. Sylvia stood up and followed. Both girls had amused smiles on their pretty faces as they moved toward the trembling youth. Peter blushed profusely; turning his head to protest as he felt Miss Crawford swiftly undo the ties of his gown, her fingers moving quickly until all the ties were undone. “Oh please… Miss…please” Peter turned his head and looked pleadingly at her as she moved to his side.

“My you are a shy one, it will only take a minute so just be a good boy.” Deftly she pulled the gown from his shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Peter immediately clasped his hands over his genitals and pressed his knees together in utter humiliation as the two young girls approached him. He was in absolute anguish as Jennifer and Patricia moved to each side of him, their delicate fingers gently reaching for his wrists and pulling his arms to his sides.

Peter began to tremble uncontrollably as Patricia stroked her hand over his back and down over his bare bottom. “My you are in a state, we wont bite you.” Her soft voice only seemed to heighten his agitation as she stood back and looked at him. Peter could hardly see through his haze of abject embarrassment and humiliation as the girls began to handle him. He shuddered as Patricia raised his arm and made him hold it out straight to the side while Jennifer measured the distance from his shoulder to his fingertips.
Their soft touches were too much for him and try as he might he could not stop his penis from erecting once more. He was blushing profusely, his head feeling as if it were on fire as he caught the girls looking down at his penis and smiling to each other. Patricia and Jennifer were enjoying themselves as they handled the young boy. Jennifer deliberately stood behind him and placed the tape measure around his chest, her gentle fingers stroking his flesh as she reached around him. She delighted in pressing her young breasts against his back as passed the ends of the tape measure to Patricia.
Patricia could not hide her amusement as she took the ends of the tape. Moving closer she read the measurement out to Miss Crawford. She could feel the boy’s rigid member pressing against her thighs; deliberately she moved her body so that the material of her dress brushed against the very tip of his penis.
Peter shuddered as the intimate contact of the two girls pervaded his senses. “argghh…” He could not help groaning as Patricia deliberately brushed against his penis. He was trembling from head to foot as the girls finished measuring his upper body. They stood back and looked at him their searching eyes taking in every inch of his body
“You are a very beautiful boy Peter, I hope you are not going be a naughty boy while we measure you down below now!” Jennifer’s words could have not have been chosen better. Their immediate effect was plain to see upon the boy’s face. His bottom lip was trembling and his torso trembled with embarrassment, as they looked him up and down. They had placed his hands by his sides and had prompted him to stand upright Miss Crawford looked at the scene before her. A Naked boy his penis erect and throbbing with sensation being handled as if a child by two girls who, no older than the boy himself, had complete authority and command over him.

Peter looked at the girls; he could no longer control the trembling in his limbs, as they both looked his body up and down. He had lost any sense of self-esteem or worth, as he stood naked before them. Little had he imagined a few hours ago, that he would be subjected to such embarrassment, humiliation and degradation.
Patricia felt a pang of pity for him as he stood before her. She felt a desire to take him gently in her arms and kiss him. Thoughts of what else she would do to him filled her mind as she moved closer to him and gently lifted his chin.
Looking him straight in the eyes, she spoke softly to him. “Now Peter place your hands on your head and then stand with you legs apart, Jennifer needs to place the tape measure between your legs.” Patricia was sure that she could feel the heat from his cheeks as he blushed a deep crimson.
She stood back and watched as the trembling boy slowly lifted his arms above his head and began to shuffle his feet apart. He shuddered as he felt the first contact of the girl’s fingers as she cupped her hand beneath his testicles and lifted them gently in the palm of her hand.
“Just keep still while Jennifer places the tape measure between your legs, there’s a good boy.” The tone of her voice was soft and endearing as she gently lifted his testicles. “There’s a good boy.” Peter trembled at the pure humiliation of his position as Jennifer quickly knelt down in front of him and placed the tape measure between his legs. He could feel her soft hands touching the insides of his thighs as she measured him. She moved around behind him and knelt once more, this time passing the tape measure around his hips. He shuddered as she brushed her hand against his erect penis before bringing the ends of the tape back around to the centre of his bottom cheeks.
Peter was close to fainting as Patricia casually took hold of his penis in her other hand. “Here let me move this out of the way for you Jennifer, so that you can measure him properly.” Peter felt his knees begin to tremble and his penis start to throb violently as Patricia held his rigid member in her delicate fingers.
“Just keep still we are nearly done.” Patricia whispered softly to him as she gently squeezed his penis and testicles.

Miss Crawford looked on as the girls continued measuring the young boy. He really is beautiful, she thought, quite a find… and so submissive and acquiescent, an ideal play toy for out two young misses. Miss Crawford however, did not mean the two young girls that were now humiliating the young man.

Half an hour later and Peter was stood in front of a full-length mirror. He was dressed in a perfectly fitted white naval uniform. His deck shoes were white as were his socks and underwear. Even through his embarrassment and humiliation he could not help looking at the perfect fit of his uniform.

He had had no time to consider his position or to give any thought to perhaps leaving the ship to avoid the humiliation he had received. Now as he looked at himself he began to wonder what would happen to him now.
Sylvia, the third girl, who had fetched his various items of uniform and helped him dress, interrupted his thoughts. He blushed as she looked at him, remembering the way she had slipped her hand inside the waistband of his underpants, asking whether he had enough room inside the cotton boxers.
“ I am going to take you up to the Captain and then show you your cabin. Her pretty face broke into a smile as she looked up at him. “Don’t worry, no one is going to bite you, cheer up there’s a good boy.” Peter blushed at her words and was grateful when she moved in front of him and led him out of the room.


Chapter Two






He had been provided with a spacious cabin, which was serviced everyday with clean sheets and towels. He had noticed that as toiletries ran out, they were automatically replaced. His own clothes had been returned to him, washed and pressed as well as an extra uniform, drawers full of clean underwear and socks and two extra pairs of deck shoes. His immediate superior was a girl named Gillian, who ran the small galley. Their responsibilities consisted of providing drinks and a variety of sandwiches and hor’s deuvres to the ships crew. Peter thought that Gillian was an excellent person to work for. She was kind and laughed a lot and had Peter feeling quite at ease. Her good looks matched those of the rest of the girls that Peter had met. He had never seen so many pretty girls before and could not help blushing sometimes as he served their drinks.

His only embarrassing moment had been afternoon, meeting the young medical secretary as was serving canapés in the officer’s mess. He had blushed profusely, avoiding her gaze as he had served her drink. The recollection of his treatment within the medical centre was an all too vivid and embarrassing memory for him. Nikki had smiled to herself as the blushing boy served her drink. If only he knew, she had thought to herself. Peter still had no idea that he was the only male on board ship.

The Captain had ensured that, after Peter’s initial embarrassing introduction to the Sobsel, his life aboard ship appeared normal. He had taken up his duties as cabin boy under the supervision of Andrea, the chief stewardess. His duties consisted mainly of serving drinks to the ships officers while they were off duty and helping with the preparation of the owner’s stateroom. As they sailed south he had been left to carry out his duties without hindrance and indeed his life aboard the Sobsel suited Peter down to the ground.


It was Saturday morning as they neared the private Sicilian port. The crew had readied the staterooms ready for the owner’s embarkation and had been told to muster for inspection at 0:800 hours. Peter had left his cabin early and had made his way to the rear deck. “Come along Peter, I am glad you are early I want to have a good look at you.” He turned towards the captain, his face already blushing as she looked at him. “My, you do look smart in your uniform” Veronica almost cooed as the young boy stood before her. She noted that his hair was brushed to a shine and that his uniform was crisp and new. “I must compliment you on your appearance. I am sorry that I have not had time to see you since your interview, but as you are aware there has been a lot of preparation to take care of.” Peter blushed again, as the captain once more looked him up and down. He was aware, not only of her interested gaze, but also of the other girls who were gathering on the deck. Beautiful girls had always overawed him and now he seemed to be the centre of their attention. He looked a round to see that the deck was filling up with the female crew of the Sobsel. He had become aware that there were no male personnel with duties on the upper decks, but was still unaware that he was the only male in the entire crew.
Peter stood awkwardly as Veronica moved closer to him, her perfume and close proximity causing him to blush profusely. “Just turn your head Peter, I want to look in your ears.” Peter was nonplussed as her gentle fingers held his head, turning it one way then the other. He could not help look around as she let him go. His face was burning with embarrassment as he saw some of the officers smiling at him. “You have obviously been very thorough in your toilet, why don’t you go and see Andrea over there and she will show you where to line up for the welcome inspection.” Veronica smiled as she turned away, wondering what her employer would think to her new acquisition to the crew; after all it was her employer’s orders that had prompted her search for someone like Peter!



Kate watched her two daughters as they exited the back seat of the Bentley Turbo. At sixteen years old the twins were already six inches taller than she was. The two girls stood side by side, their perfect bodies appearing slim and lithe, as they opened the door for their mother. They were the product of a short two-year marriage between their mother and a French industrialist. Kate’s divorce had been quiet, reasonably amiable and most importantly unpublicised. Although the marriage had been a failure, Kate had no regrets. Two beautiful daughters and one point seven billion pounds sterling had been ample compensation for her brief spell of unhappiness. It had been the time of her marriage that had shown Kate that she liked women better than men. At the same time she had also discovered that she enjoyed wielding a cane.

She smiled as she remembered her husband walking into the bedroom on that Tuesday afternoon, his face an expression of incredulity as he saw his wife with her cane raised above the naked buttocks of one of their young maids. Kate often laughed at the thought that she might have explained the incident away as overzealous discipline had it not been for the large black dildo’s that were protruding from the maids bottom and freshly shaven pussy.
Kate’s daughters had grown up in a style, which few are privileged to. From the inevitable ‘Norland’ nanny right through to the finishing school in Geneva the girls had matured far beyond their years, Money had given them an insight to life that was far beyond the scope of everyone but a select few. They had inherited not only the wealth but also the beauty of their mother. Slim and lithe with perfect features they exuded a sensuality belying their years. Their morality was also on a different plane to that of other mortals.
Kate had felt surprised and yet fatalistic when she had found them at fourteen years old, naked and unashamedly lying on her bed with their heads between each other’s thighs. She had watched them as they licked and nibbled, their bodies stiffening as they both climaxed simultaneously. Issolde had merely raised her head from between her sister’s thighs and looked at her mother. “This is O.K. for now mother, but you will have to find us a boy soon.” Kate had been too shocked to speak as Anthea raised her head and drawled lazily “Yes mother… and one with a big cock.”

Kate realised that sooner or later a scandal would be inevitable. She eventually, with the help of a friend and confident, found the perfect solution; a way of isolating the twins until they were more mature and the provision of an environment where they could indulge their pleasures (and she. her own) without fear of discovery. The ‘Sobsel’ had proved to be an inspiration and with the careful selection and reselection of her crew, Kate had managed to solve her dilemma. Kate’s friend, who was the ex-wife of a Singapore shipping magnate, had helped choose a suitable vessel and together they had scoured the world for a suitable crew. Kate had repaid her friend with one single gift…. that of the previous cabin boy!

Kate smiled as she boarded the ship, watching her daughters running up the gangplank before her. She could see that the girls were in deep conversation with Veronica as she walked on to the deck. She joined the group and was pleased to see that Veronica had had the good sense to tell the girls not to be obvious. “If you can wait a day or two, my little carnivores before you begin your seduction, I will see that you are properly introduced… so don’t go and jump the gun.”
Both Kate and the girls laughed as the Captain good-naturedly admonished the girls. Veronica leaned toward Kate and kissed her on both cheeks before leading her over to the assembled crew. The twins followed their mother as Kate walked down the line of girls who were waiting to greet her. She stopped and chatted occasionally as she walked down the line. She could see the new cabin boy who was stood nearly at the end of the smartly assembled crew. She turned and whispered something to Issolde and Anthea before continuing. When the small entourage eventually reached Peter, Veronica briefly introduced him as the new cabin boy. Deliberately they moved on without hesitation, the twins carefully avoiding looking at him directly as they passed by. Kate walked straight on and into the ‘Salon de The’ and through to the owner’s stateroom.

Peter had blushed as the girls walked by, although he had looked straight ahead as he had been instructed to do by the bosun, he could not help feeling embarrassed at the sheer beauty of the two girls as they passed in front of him. Veronica walked back from the salon and addressed the crew. I would like to get underway as soon as possible, so if you will all go back to your posts I will be most grateful. Thank you all for attending.”

Peter followed Gillian back to the Galley and set to work. It was almost an hour later when he felt the gentle vibration of the ship as she headed out to open sea under quarter power. Life on board for Peter did not change. He saw nothing of the owners since their embarkation and as they cruised south the ship settled to a ‘half ahead’ cruising speed. The weather grew hotter and the small galley was busier than usual during the afternoons, serving cooling drinks to the crew in various stations throughout the ship.
It was a call from the aft deck that interrupted Peter’s regular routine. Gillian took the call and after preparing a large tray of drinks asked Peter to take them to the aft outer deck C. Peter picked up the tray and smiled at Gillian. It was always usual for her to smile back at him, but on this occasion she seemed rather worried. With no more thought Peter took the silver drinks tray and arrived a few moments later at the large metal sea door that entranced the aft deck. He looked at the paper notice, which had been taped on the door. The notice read; “Please Knock Before Entering”. Peter put down the tray and knocked on the heavy metal door and waited. He looked down at the calm sea feeling the cooling breeze as he leaned over the rail. He waited for a few moments longer and then knocked once more. The heavy metal sea door hurt his knuckles as he continued knocking. He began to wonder what to do. There was no sound from beyond the door so he opened it a few inches and called. “I have drinks from the galley… is anybody here.” Peter was puzzled as he opened the door further. He could not sea any further than a neatly stacked pile of deck chairs. He picked up the tray and moved on, through the sea door and onto the deck. He called once more as he turned the corner to the deck concourse. As he turned the corner he groaned inwardly and looked upon the scene in horror and pure embarrassment. Before him were sun lounges and deck chairs on which were a dozen or so members of the crew sunbathing. Some were completely naked; others had towels draped over their hips. The girl who was sat nearest to him was wearing a small bikini, her breasts thrusting towards him as she stood up.
“WHAT on earth do you think you are doing young man, put that tray down and get out of here immediately. Peter blushed a bright red, utterly confused and embarrassed as he placed the tray on the floor of the deck. He could not help looking at her as she stood with her long legs apart and her hands on her hips. He turned quickly and hurried back through the sea door, closing it behind him. His thoughts were in turmoil as he almost ran back to the galley.
Gillian looked at him as he entered, his face was bright red and he was breathing heavily. She knew something must have happened and had thought it strange earlier when the request for drinks had been followed by the girl on the phone saying; “Tell the cabin boy to fetch them up immediately”
“What happed Peter?” Gillian looked worried as she placed her hand under Peter’s chin and lifted his head, looking him in the eye. “I’m sorry miss, I didn’t know…. Erm I knocked… er… twice and there was no reply… er then miss… I opened the door and shouted… and I’m sorry miss… er I went in … er and they were…er sunbathing..er miss… I didn’t mean to go in… please miss… it just er happened.”

The telephone did not give Gillian time to answer the boy. She took the handset from the wall and after listening for a few moments replied to the caller. “Yes I will tell him.”
She turned to Peter, her face serious and concerned. “I am sorry Peter you are to attend the bosun’s session. 7am tomorrow morning. You will have to explain to her what happened. The only advice I can give you is to speak the truth and keep it simple.” Gillian shook her head in resignation. “Try not to worry Peter, I know you didn’t mean to walk in, let’s forget it for now and fill the rest of these orders that came in while you were away.” During the afternoon Peter thought little about the incident and filled his mind with preparing and delivering drinks and making sandwiches.
That night as Peter lay in his cabin, he contemplated his appointment with the bosun. He knew he had not intentionally done anything wrong and made up his mind that he would say so in the morning. He fell asleep to the gentle sway of the ship as it headed further south towards Alexandria and Port Said to leave the Mediterranean and enter the Red Sea via the Suez Canal.

Peter was surprised as he entered the large spacious cabin. He had expected to see only the bosun; instead he stood facing a desk behind which was seated five ship’s officers. The two duty guards, that had met him at the door and escorted him in, stood behind him. To his right a young secretary sat at a stainless steel office desk. She was busily typing into a word processor. She looked up at him, her pretty face showing no expression. To his right Peter was even more surprised to see the girl that had confronted him and also his immediate superior, Gillian. He looked at her quickly before facing forward; he thought he detected a glimmer of sympathy in her eyes. The Bosun, who was sat with two officers either side of her quickly looked up at him and began to read from a charge sheet. “Peter you have been charged with gross insubordination and disrespect for the officers of this ship. What do you have to say for yourself?” Peter blushed, but remained standing straight. He looked at the Bosun and surprised himself by speaking clearly and without a tremor in his voice. I am sorry madam; I knocked twice… the second time for ten knocks. I opened the door enough to shout, but there was no reply. I then opened the door to look in but could not see anyone. I took the drinks tray in. I had no idea that the… er ladies would be undressed.”

Miranda looked at Gillian. “Has his work been satisfactory?” Gillian replied immediately. “Oh yes miss, he is the best and most conscientious assistant I have had. He has never made a mistake since he started.” Miranda smiled and thanked Gillian with a curt nod. Gillian was acutely aware of the last time she had met Miranda under official circumstances.

Peter looked at Gillian, longing to thank her for her words of praise. He stood straight as the bosun looked up at him, her expression not unkindly as she spoke softly to him “I am sorry Peter, but you have caused untold embarrassment to the ships officers. You could have gone to any of the ship’s telephones, which are all along the walkway and called. I don’t think you were absolutely deliberate, but you did stand and stare at them for quite some time, did you not?”
Peter hung his head. “I am so sorry miss, I just didn’t think.” The bosun looked up at him and smiled. “Being sorry is just not enough. What we are here for is to make sure that you are repentant and to teach you not to do such a thing again.” She held her hand up before he could reply and looked across at the girl who had confronted Peter. What would you have me do to him Roslyn? How strongly do the rest of your officers feel about this?”
Roslyn looked across at Peter, her face showing no expression as she read from a piece of paper. The officers think that he should be made to feel as they felt, humiliated and embarrassed. Most of the girls were naked and had no alternative than to be stared at by this young man. Therefore we suggest that Peter be made to serve drinks for one complete duty without his clothes, for him to see what it feels like to be stared at while naked.”
Peter looked at her, his face shocked. He turned to the bosun as if to protest. Once more she raised her hand to silence him. She turned back to Roslyn and spoke quietly. “Is that it, one complete duty without clothes of any kind?”
Roslyn looked Peter straight in the eye while she replied to the Bosun. “Yes Maam, that is it… one duty while he is stark naked.”
Peter blushed profusely, looking at Gillian as if for help. Gillian looked at him, her eyes showing deep sympathy for him, but she did not speak. He could only blush even more profusely as one of the young girls, who was seated next to Miranda turned to her and spoke, seemingly ignoring the blushing boy. Surely he will have to be shaved, I mean we can’t have him serving food and drinks… er if you know what I mean. The Bosun looked at her and smiled. “I am sure the medical centre will be able to sort out any hygiene problems.”
She turned to Peter. “I am awarding you the punishment of one duty without clothes, which will be followed by the Captains four.” She held up her hand once more before he could protest. “ Do not reply Peter… now about turn and off you go.” Peter’s face was a deep crimson as he turned and left the bosun’s cabin. He was trembling at the thought of what was to happen to him as two duty guards followed him out and then took his arms and marched him along the corridor towards the medical centre. Peter had been so taken aback with his sentence; he had not dared to ask the Bosun what a Captain’s four meant.

Peter felt his stomach lurch in dread as he was marched into the medical centre. To his abject dismay and embarrassment he saw that the girl behind the desk was the same girl that had humiliated him so cruelly at his medical examination. Nicki looked up from her desk, she had already had a phone call from Miranda and had alerted the nurses as to the kind of preparation that was required. She smiled to herself as she looked at the trembling boy in front of her. The duty guards were holding his arms as they turned him to face her. She noted with delight that his face was already suffused in a red blush. “Well Peter it seems you have been a naughty boy, you will find that we don’t suffer naughty boys lightly aboard this ship.” She turned to the duty guards, noting their smiles of pleasure as she instructed them. Strip off all his clothing and have him stand in front of my desk.” She turned to the guards. “You can leave his clothes on that chair, I will have them sent to his cabin as he won’t be needing them again today.”
Peter blushed and lowered his head in shame. He felt utterly helpless as the pretty duty guards turned towards him. One started to undo the buttons of his tunic, while the other quickly bent down and undid the laces of his deck shoes. “Come along, stand straight now.” The first guard admonished him as she pulled his tunic from his shoulders and down over his arms. “Right now hands above your head, there’s a good boy.” Peter could not believe his predicament as the guard pulled his tee shirt over his head. He was trembling visibly as the second guard raised each foot in turn and divested him of his shoes and socks, before reaching for the waistband of his trousers.
“Now keep still.” She said as she undid his belt and unzipped his fly. Deftly she pulled his trousers to his knees and then down to his ankles, before lifting each foot out of the garment. Savouring the moment of his utter embarrassment, she hooked her fingers into the elastic waistband of his shorts and without preamble quickly pulled them down to his knees. Her head was only inches from his penis as she lowered his shorts the rest of the way and lifted his feet out of them. Peter was shaking from head to toe as the girls stood up and placed his clothes on the chair before once more holding him by the arms. Nicki stepped forward and immediately reached out her hand to take hold of his penis and testicles. “Well all this hair has to go young man.” She squeezed gently, feeling the first throb of an erection as she pulled his genitals forward and pinched the end of his penis with her other hand. ”I see are still quite unable to control yourself, no wonder you were caught as a peeping Tom!” Peter stammered but was unable to form an answer.
“Have you been to the toilet this morning?” Nicki looked him straight in the eye as she asked the question. She squeezed his testicles as he hesitated to answer. “Err er yes miss,” He managed to stammer as she held his penis firmly. “Good then perhaps we might be able to get away with only two enemas instead of three.” Nicki looked at him, noting his utter humiliation. “Well we will let the nurses look after you for a while.” She nodded to the guards. “You can take him trough to the examination rooms, you had better stay with him as technically he is under arrest.” Nicki was well aware that it was unnecessary but she felt sure that the pretty young duty guards would enjoy the experience.


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