Peter was led, stumbling with embarrassment, through the doors to the examination room. He was blushing profusely as the nurses took him from the guards. Both Marie and Simone were looking forward to their task. They knew exactly the effect that they were having on the boy, as they looked him up and down. Marie took his arm and gently led him forward until she could sit down on one of the chrome chairs. “Now Peter stand with your legs well apart and your hands on your head, there’s a good boy.” She placed her hands on his hips, her delicate fingers moving up to his waist and then down over his tummy. Watching his expression, she placed her hand between his legs and cupped his testicles. “Try and keep still, that’s the way.” She saw his penis begin to engorge as she traced her other hand up between his thighs. “You don’t have much hair at all Peter, so it shouldn’t take us long.. Turn around and bend over and touch your toes, so that I can see between your bottom cheeks.” Marie knew that her words would cause the boy further embarrassment and that he would also have to face the two duty guards as well as Simone. Blushing profusely Peter turned around and dropped his hands. He bent over quickly to avoid the gaze of the guards and nurse, he was well aware that his penis had started to erect. He felt utterly humiliated as he felt Marie gently part the cheeks of his bottom, gasping as her finger teased the puckered star of his sphincter. After kneading the flesh of his buttocks, she slapped him gently on the bottom, hearing him gasp in anguish and embarrassment. “Right up you get young man, we might as well get started.” As Peter stood up he clasped his hands over his groin, vainly trying to hide is penis as the girls looked at him once more. Simone moved forward and joined Marie in taking hold of the boy. “Come along Peter lets get your legs spread so we can shave you.”
Their gentle touches compounding his utter humiliations as they laid him down upon the examination table. He gasped as they spread his legs wide apart and fastened them in the stirrups. He could not help but groan with humiliation as they bent his legs back so that his bottom no longer touched the rubber surface of the examination table. The taller nurse placed a supporting pad under the small of his back and then continued to move the stirrups back until his thighs were placed in a wide vee, with his knees splayed apart either side of his chest.
Gasps and moans escaped Peter’s lips as the nurses manhandled him. He felt one of the nurses lift his testicles and penis away from his body as shaving foam was applied all around his genitals. “There now Peter you lie there quietly while we shave you, there’s a good boy.” Peter was barely able to move his lips; such was his embarrassment at the hands of the two nurses. He moaned in anguish as his bottom cheeks were gently prised apart and a soft bristled brush was thrust between the parted flesh. Their soft touches and intimate caresses made Peter erect violently. To his utter shame he felt the nurse take hold of his penis, which was standing up straight from his body. She deliberately pulled the foreskin back until the flesh was stretched tight. “My you are tense Peter, try and relax while we shave you.” She patted his penis before taking it in a firmer grip and pulling it back while she shaved the pubic hair between his penis and lower stomach. The nurses worked diligently, soaping then shaving until he was completely denuded of hair around his genitals and between the cheeks his bottom. He moaned once more as one of the nurses held his erect penis tightly and pulled the foreskin up over the glans while she shaved around the base of the turgid flesh.
Peter could not believe how naked and sensitive he felt now that his pubic area had been shaved. He blushed as he looked down at his naked groin and blushed profusely.
They washed him thoroughly, ignoring his moans as they placed a hot towel over his genitals. There’s a good boy, now we are just going to shave under you arms, so stretch your hands out above your head there’s a good boy and we’ll soon have you finished.” Peter was aware of the nurse’s soft breasts pressing against his chest as she leaned over him and began to apply soap to his armpits. Peter closed his eyes in shame as the nurses shaved him, acutely aware of his helplessness and humiliation. He felt the nurses wash beneath his arms and then leave him. It was a few minutes later that he opened his eyes in shock as he felt the cheeks of his bottom being prised apart. He looked down between his widely parted thighs to see the nurse smear lubricant on to her gloved hand. “Just relax your bottom Peter, I won’t hurt you, I am just going to loosen you up a little.”
Peter gasped out loud as he felt the pressure of her finger against his sphincter. He felt completely powerless to resist as she probed against the sensitive opening. He could not help grunting loudly as she deftly slid her finger up inside his bottom. “Argghh… miss” He moaned as she probed deep inside of him, her finger brushing over the prostate gland as she lubricated him thoroughly. Peter could not contain his embarrassment as the second nurse lifted the towel from over his genitals and gently cupped his testicles in the palm of her hand, lifting them upwards as Marie quickly removed her finger from his bottom and inserted the nozzle of the enema up into his anus.

He groaned audibly as he felt the tube slide higher. He could not contain his anguish as the nurse inflated the bulb inside his sphincter, watching him jerk his hips as the pressure increased. “There now, just a few more squeezes and I will start the water.” Peter shook his head from side to side as the water began to flow inside him, acutely aware of the young nurse squeezing his testicles gently as the water began to fill him. He closed his eyes, only to open them again as soft hands stroked over his flesh. He looked up to see one of the duty officers bending over him and stroking her hand over his chest and tummy. Her face was close to his as she whispered to him “Be a brave boy now and it will soon be over.” She bent her head lower and kissed him tenderly on the lips.
Peter felt his stomach filling up as the girls caressed him. His vulnerability was amplified when the second guard casually placed her hand on his knee and then with her other hand tapped the tip of his penis. “Do boys always have an erection when they are being given an enema?” She asked Simone sweetly. “Some do, but I think Peter’s testicles are very full so I should imagine he is quite sensitive.”
Peter moaned with embarrassment as the girls talked about him, acutely aware of the four pairs of hands that were now caressing and stroking his body.
“I think he is full enough now, lets help him to the toilet basin and Simone can prepare the next one.” Peter moaned at the thought of a further enema and at the embarrassment of his erection as the girls helped him to the toilet. He was mortified as they sat him down with his erection sticking out in front of him and further embarrassed as Marie moved his penis to the side and deflated the Bardex. The effect was immediate, water rushed into the toilet bowl as the Bardex was deflated. They waited a few moments and then helped him from the seat. To his horror, Marie looked into the toilet bowl before flushing it. “You have obviously visited the loo this morning, so you will only need a small rinsing enema. And then we will give you a nice warm bath.” Peter groaned again at the thought of being bathed by the pretty nurses.
Both the duty officers and Marie helped Peter back up on to the examination table. This time they manoeuvred him on to his hands and knees. Marie caressed the back of his neck as she whispered to him. “Now then young man, down on to your elbows so your bottom is nice and high and turn your head towards me, there’s a good boy.” Peter blushed once more; his face was bright crimson as he felt Simone gently part the cheeks of his bottom. This time she was bolder and inserted her lubricated finger straight up into his bottom with a practiced ease. “Oops there we are, just relax now.” Her words belied her actions as Marie handed her the large Higginson syringe. Peter almost yelped as Simone quickly withdrew her finger and inserted the bulbous nozzle of the syringe. “Hold him tight would you!” She addressed Marie and the duty officers as she took hold of the plunger. The guards and the nurses watched, gripping the boy tightly as Simone pressed the plunger with a fluid motion. Peter tried to rear up as the jet of water invaded his insides. “Arggghhhh… Ooooohhh.” He could not help his groans as the entire contents of the syringe were emptied into him. “There, there.” Marie cooed as she bent her head close to his anguished face. “It’s all over now, just stay like you are for a moment and then we will let you evacuate.”
Once more Peter was led to the toilet, his erect penis flapping from side to side as they walked him. This time Simone held a gauze pad hard up against his sphincter. He was utterly humiliated as they stood and watched him, his shame amplified by his freshly shaven pubic area. Peter looked up at the three girls and then quickly bowed his head in shame. Marie bent over him and placed her hand flat against his tummy. “Let it all go, there, that’s the way.” Peter blushed once more, as Marie pressed hard against his stomach. The water left his body in one huge jet, leaving him feeling utterly drained.
“My you are a good boy, just lift up a little so I can see between your legs.” Peter blushed as Marie examined the contents of the bowl. She observed that only clear water had been passed this time and so took the boy’s arm. “Come along young man, there is a nice soapy bath waiting for you.”

Peter was led to the bath and allowed to sit in the water while the nurses busied themselves with fetching warm towels. His genitals felt so sensitive as he sat down in the water, he could even feel the small bubbles against his smoothly shaven skin. Peter was dismayed to see that the duty officers had stayed with him and were stood over the bath looking at him. He placed his hands over his groin and pressed his knees together in shame as the two girls continued watching him. Marie and Simone placed towels next to the bath and gestured for Peter to stand up. He looked shamefaced as he tried to stand up while still holding one hand over his groin. He was even more mollified as Marie spoke to the duty officers.” I was wondering whether you two might like to bathe him while we get on with some of our work. The soap is on the stand and if you take your tunic tops off I will fetch a couple of aprons.” Peter could hardly believe his ears, he looked up as the two duty officers looked at Marie and nodded agreement. “We might as well, as we have to stay with the boy until he is delivered back to the galley.”
Marie smiled at them, knowing full well that they would be delighted to get their hands on him. Simone will fetch your aprons, so I will leave you to it.” Peter stood trembling as the two girls looked at him; he clasped his hands tighter to his groin and blushed profusely. The duty guards undid the buttons of their uniforms and took them off. Both of the girls were wearing thin white cotton T-shirts, which clearly showed every contour of their young breasts. Neither of them was wearing a bra and their nipples were plainly visible through the fine material. Peter blushed as he looked at the girls, he was shivering not from cold but from the utter humiliation he was feeling. He watched as Simone handed them their rubber aprons, which they tied around their slim waists. Simone spoke directly to Peter. “Right young man, hands on your head and legs apart there’s a good boy.” Peter blushed, his cheeks turning a deep crimson colour as he reluctantly took his hands away from his groin and placed them on his head. “Legs nice and wide now.” Admonished Simone as the trembling boy struggled to obey her. “That’s the way Peter.” Simone turned to the two girls who had each taken a bar of soap from the stand beside the bath. I have to warn you girls that young boys are liable to ejaculate when their penises are washed. If that should happen, you will have to make sure that he is cleaned thoroughly before you dry him off. Oh and don’t forget to wash him right inside his bottom. He has been cleaned thoroughly so I don’t think there is any need for gloves.”

Peter stood trembling, his humiliation almost complete as both of the duty officers turned towards him. He shivered at their first touch as they dipped the soap in the water and proceeded to wash his legs. “Stand up straight now, shoulders back.” The smaller of the two girls spoke to him as they continued washing his legs, their hands moving further and further upwards. They seemingly ignored his genitals, instead applying a rich lather to his chest. Their delicate touch played havoc with his senses as they gently soaped his shoulders and then leaning forward, soaped his back and over his bottom. “Right now young man turn to the side and keep those feet apart.” No sooner had he moved than the first girl took a firm hold of his penis and lifted it while she applied soap between his legs. He jerked his body with the acute sensation of her fingers against his smooth and naked skin. They smiled at each other as the taller girl, carefully slipped her soapy hand between the boy’s buttocks and began to tease the sensitive flesh of his sphincter with her fingertip. As if on cue, Peter felt his penis being pulled forward and his testicles being squeezed, while at the same time as soapy finger was inserted right up into his bottom. “Argggggghhh… “ He moaned as his testicles were squeezed harder and his the foreskin of his penis was pulled back tightly, revealing the sensitive rim of the glans. “argghh.” He moaned again as the second girl pushed her finger further up into his bottom, finding the soft flesh of his prostate glans. “There that’s the way Peter, just relax your bottom for me so that I can get at your properly.” Peter was trembling from head to foot, as the girl encircled his penis with her fingers and proceeded to move her hand up and down the shaft in a pumping motion. He knew that is orgasm was imminent as the two girls continued soaping and manipulating him, seemingly oblivious to his plight.
Suddenly Peter began to ejaculate, his penis pumping a stream of semen into the bath water. The girls watched in delight, their fingers busily manipulating the boy to a frenzy. “Argggggghh.” Peter gasped as he climaxed “ppp…pleeeaaase miss.” He could not form the words as his penis was pumped mercilessly and his bottom was invaded by a myriad of sensations. “There’s a good boy, don’t worry… it’s been a trying morning for you.” The duty officer’s softly spoken words seem to enflame Peter all the more as she pumped his penis mercilessly. “There, there Peter, we will clean you up and then dry you off, try and calm down a little bit, there’s a good boy.” Peter was almost in tears with the sensation of it all as, a few moments later; they helped him from the bath and gently dried him before wrapping a large fluffy towel around him.
He was taken still wrapped in the towel back into the reception area, where Nicki stood waiting. She turned to the two duty officers who, once again, were dressed in their uniforms. “Ah I see he is ready, well he won’t be needing that for the rest of the day.” She took hold of the towel and snatched it away from the naked boy. Peter blushed… and was just about to cover himself with his hands when Nicki spoke again. “He is not to be able to be allowed to cover himself, so he is to be cuffed behind his back at all times when he is not carrying a tray. One of you is to stay with him for the rest of the day and make sure that he obeys the rules of his punishment. There is also a box of wipes for you to take and you are to wipe his bottom and penis and inspect his cleanliness, before he is allowed to enter any of the cabins.
Peter blushed once more, as Nicki looked him up and down. He felt the duty officers take his wrists and pull them behind his back. He shivered as the cold metal of the cuffs touched his bottom as the duty officers handcuffed him. He had never felt so vulnerable or exposed. His smoothly shaven groin seemed to accent his nakedness and in horror he felt his penis begin to stiffen once more. Nicki reached forward and to Peter’s horror, too a firm hold on his penis. She looked at the smaller of the two duty officers and addressed her directly. “Ami, you will be in charge of him today so I am going to show you how to clean behind his foreskin and between his bottom cheeks. Peter could not help jerking his body as Nicki knelt before him, her hand firmly holding his penis. “Just pull the foreskin back like this and then wipe around it like this. It is easier to do it when the flesh is stiff, so if you just manipulate the foreskin like this.” She pushed the foreskin back up the shaft and then pulled it forward until the tip of the glans was covered. She continued until his penis stiffened, causing his body to jerk with the acute sensation. Peter could not help trying to twist his hips so that he could evade her delicate fingers. Suddenly Nicki slapped him hard on the thigh. “Keep still, you naughty boy or I will have you spanked soundly.” Peter could not believe his ears as she mentioned having him spanked. He stopped jerking his hips and looked down at her as she continued manipulating his penis until it was standing out from his body, stiff and hard. “Now as I was saying, it is so much easier when the penis is hard to draw back the foreskin and wipe around the flesh behind it.” Peter could not help shivering as her actions followed her words and she stretched the foreskin back and proceeded to wipe around the sensitive flesh.
Nicki stood up and addressed Ami once more. “Now if you will make him bend over, I will demonstrate how to wipe his bottom.” Peter blushed as Ami placed her hand on the small of his back and bade him bend over. He felt dizzy with sensation as Nicki moved behind him and firmly smacked the insides of his thighs. “Open up now you naughty boy.” Peter shuffled his legs further apart until she was satisfied with his position. His head was bent between his thighs with his hands stretched tightly behind his back. “Now you can part the cheeks with one hand like this.” Peter felt his buttocks being prised apart as the young girl handled him so familiarly. “You see, now you can hold them open while you use your other hand to wipe his bottom.” Peter felt the fluid, with which the cloth was impregnated; coolly anoint the sensitive flesh between the cheeks of his bottom.

“Right… up you get young man and stand up straight, no slouching.” She moved around to his front as Peter blushed a deeper shade of red. She tapped his penis with her fingertips and looked him straight in the eye. “You will find young man, that unless you kerb your libido, you will be in continuous trouble aboard this ship.” Peter could only tremble and stammer as the confident young girl appraised him, her beautiful face so authoritative that he felt two inches tall. She placed her hand under his chin and positioned his head so that he was looking straight into her eyes. With her other hand she grasped his erect penis and held him firmly. “Are you going to try and behave yourself from now on Peter, mmm?” Peter could hardly stammer a reply. His bottom lip was trembling and there were tears in his eyes. “I am so sorry miss, I promise I will be good.” Nicki realised that the boy was almost at the point of fainting as she gently took her hand from his chin and placed it gently against his cheek. While still holding his penis, she moved forward and kissed him tenderly on his trembling lips. “Go then Peter and do your penance.” She kissed him again and then moved back, “Right Ami, if you will escort him back to the galley, your friend can take his clothes to the hospital dormitory, as I imagine that he will be spending the night there after the Captains four.”
Peter blushed once more; acutely aware of the embarrassment he would feel walking naked back to the galley and then having to remain naked for the rest of the day. His erection had not abated as the young duty officer led him, naked and handcuffed into the corridor of the ship.


12

Peter followed the petite young officer along the corridor of the ship. He had not realised that he could have felt so naked. As his bare feet trod the cool smooth surface of the rubberised flooring he became acutely aware of the draughts of air from the various air conditioning units and open doorways playing upon his freshly shaven skin. He was aware that his face was bright red with embarrassment as his tumescent penis slapped from side to side against his thighs, as he clumsily followed his young guard towards the end of the empty corridor.
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Peter could not help looking at her petite bottom and slender body as Ami walked in front of him. Suddenly as they reached a stairway she turned to him. Her face showed a hint of amusement, as she looked him up and down, noticing his penis wobbling from side to side. “I know you are supposed to remain cuffed, but I think that would be impractical with so many stairs and corridors to negotiate on board this ship. So I am willing to un-cuff you if you promise me that on no occasion are you to cover yourself. Do you understand what I mean by cover yourself?”
Ami looked him straight in the eye as she moved closer to him and gently took hold of his swollen penis. “I mean covering this!” she squeezed his member as she looked enquiringly at his blushing face.
“Do you understand?” Peter gasped, he felt utterly humiliated at the way the young girl was able to touch the most sensitive parts of his body so casually. He shivered with embarrassment as he felt her slender fingers squeeze his penis once more.
“Arggh”, he gasped. “Please Miss, I promise.” His bottom lip was trembling so violently that Ami thought that he might burst into to tears at any moment. She smiled at him kindly and let go of his penis. She moved behind him, feeling him shiver as she placed her hand upon his waist and positioned him so that she could unlock the handcuffs from his wrists. “There now young man, remember what I said… I want you to walk with your hands at your sides.” Ami moved back around the boy and motioned for him to follow her up the stairway. Occasionally she turned her head to observe his progress, noting that although he was deeply embarrassed he was holding the handrails on both sides of the stairs. As they reached the top stairwell which accessed the upper deck Ami saw that two young girls were busy cleaning the brass hand rails which ran alongside the heavily carpeted corridor. Immediately she turned towards the naked boy and placed her hand under his chin, raising his head so that his eyes met hers. “Now Peter, I must warn you again that you are not to cover yourself. To make you fully understand the consequences I am going to give you a little demonstration of what will happen if you disobey me. You are naked because you are being punished, but I assure you that there are much worse punishments than this. Now turn around and bend over and touch your toes…. Quickly now don’t keep me waiting.” Ami kept her face in a mask of severity as she addressed the trembling youth.
As he turned away from her and proceeded to bend over, she unhooked the slim black tube that was hanging from her waist and slid the small red switch which was located near the handle until it read number 1. She could not resist the thrill that ran through her body as she placed the end of the tube between the cheeks of Peter’s bottom and pushed it firmly against the puckered star of the boy’s sphincter. She heard him gasp as the cold metal invaded the cheeks of his bare bottom. Deliberately Ami pressed the red button and watched the boy’s reaction to the short electric shock, which emitted from the ball-end electrode at the end of the tube. “Argghhh…arrggghhh.” Peter felt as if he had been kicked. The jolt of electricity had been without warning and so unexpected that his muscles had contracted violently. His sphincter contracted in spasms as he threw his body into an upright stance, gasping for breath as he turned his head to look at the young guard, his hands clutching the cheeks of his bottom Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked into her pretty face. His lips were trembling and his body shivered as he turned towards her. “Oh miss… please miss that hurt so much.” His voice stammered as he looked at her, hardly believing that such a pretty and demure girl could inflict so much pain upon him.
Ami could not contain the thrill, which had run through her body as she pressed the discharge button. Her feelings were not those of a sadist, but rather the thrill of having sexual control over another. Ami had never bothered to analyse her own sexual feelings but had accepted herself for what she was. She knew that she received equal gratification whether her subject was male or female - as long as they were pretty or at least very good looking. The naked boy standing before her was the most perfectly proportioned boy she had seen, His face good looking and neatly featured now showing the anguish of her recent torment upon him.

She smiled and gently stroked his cheek. “I think that that may remind you to keep your hands to your sides while you are on display. It is because I understand the desire you have to cover yourself that I have had to give you an early reminder as your behaviour today. I don’t want to have to punish you again Peter, as there are eight levels of shock from this device, each one increasingly more severe and lots of other places that I can put it. That was level one… can you imagine what level eight would feel like against your testicles… or your penis mmm,,, Peter?” She gently stroked her hand under his testicles and penis as she spoke softly to him. “Well Peter… can you?
Peter looked at the petite young girl as she addressed him; his face blushing profusely as she casually handled his genitals. He shivered from head to toe as he mumbled his reply. “I am sorry miss, it really hurts… I promise I will obey you.”

Ami’s face softened as she appraised the trembling youth, his bottom lip was quivering visibly as he muttered his response. “Well we shall see Peter” She noted that although his penis had stiffened once more, he did not try to cover himself, but kept his hands firmly to his sides. Ami walked on, beckoning him to follow her. Peter was blushing as they walked toward the two giggling Philippine girls who were cleaning the brass handrails. “He has to be naked all day… no?” One of the girls addressed Ami, her even white teeth displayed in as smile as she looked at the guard. To Peter’s utter dismay Ami stopped in front of the girls. “Yes he is not allowed to cover himself or to resist examination by anyone.” The young girls smiles widened as Ami spoke to her. “You mean we may examine heem?”
Ami smiled. “Of course if you wish, his punishment is in retribution for being a Peeping Tom… if you know the expression… so of course, if you wish.”
The two girls were both dressed in thin, almost transparent, white cotton tunics. The tunics were cut short to mid thigh displaying slender bared legs. The girls were slim in build and Peter could clearly see the outline of their small firm breasts through the thin cotton tunics, which were cut in a low vee at the front. They both had shiny black hair, which was tied back in a regulation bun accenting the lovely bone structure of the jaw and high cheekbones, so typical of the Philippine race.
One of the girls’s stood in front of Peter as the second walked around to his rear. Peter began to tremble as Ami addressed him, her tone severe and foreboding. “Hands on your head when you are being examined. Hesitate and you will be punished.” Her voice, short, sharp and staccato, stung him like a whip crack. Peter felt his face turn bright red, his cheeks burning with humiliation and embarrassment as he felt one of the girl’s hands gently stroke over his shoulders and down his back before coming to rest on the hillock of his buttocks.
“Stand absolutely still with your legs wide apart, there’s a good boy.” Ami admonished him once more as she watched the young girl that was standing in front of the trembling boy, reach between his legs and gently cup his testicles. Peter gasped as the girl placed their hands upon his body. He shivered as his buttocks were parted and a small hand was slipped between the cheeks of his bottom. He could not help jerking violently as his foreskin was skinned back to reveal the sensitive rim of the glans. “He is a sensitive boy no?” One of the girls addressed Ami as she manipulated the skin of his foreskin, her delicate fingers causing the boy’s organ to become erect almost immediately. Ami watched, fascinated as Peter began to tremble all over, his body quivering uncontrollably to the delight of the girls.
“You are so smooth down here, they have shaved you everywhere.” The girl’s fingers moved over his genitals as she spoke softly to him. She tightened her grip on his penis and moved her other hand up over his chest, her small delicate fingers gently probing and pinching his nipple.
Peter felt another blush suffuse his cheeks as the girls handled him so intimately. He felt utterly humiliated, unable to evade their searching fingers. He gasped as once more his foreskin was pulled back, the skin stretched fully back exposing him fully to their interested gaze.
“My you are shy… aren’t you.” The girl in front of him moved closer, her voice barely a husky whisper. “Relax your bottom, there’s a good boy, my friend wants to feel inside you.” Peter could not believe his ears or barely stammer a reply as he felt a finger gently but insistently probing his sphincter. Suddenly he felt the slender fingertip slip through the opening of his bottom and at the same time the girl’s other hand encircle his waist so that she was able to push deeper.. “Relax now, you have a lovely bottom… just let your cheeks relax a little more.” Her voice whispered in his ear as he felt her finger push further inside him. Suddenly he felt an intense sensation deep within him as she quickly located his prostate gland.
The sensations of the girls hands upon his body was too much for Peter, his body began to shake uncontrollably and he began to gasp for breath. The girl standing in front of him pulled the skin of his foreskin down the shaft of his penis once more as she pushed her body against him. She grasped the back of his head and held him; suddenly kissing him full on the mouth, denying him breath while she proceeded to rub the head of his penis against her tunic.
“Stop…that will do… I am sorry girls but I think that will have to do for now you must not make him ejaculate.” Ami was smiling as she looked at the two girls fondling the boy. Reluctantly they took their hands away from him. Ami watched him shudder as a slender finger was withdrawn from his bottom. He was blushing a beetroot red, his naked body trembling and his penis standing upright as the three girls stood back and looked at him. He was acutely aware of the throbbing of his penis and the acute embarrassment of the fact that he could not control it. He looked down in abject dismay, utterly ashamed before the three girls as they observed his erect penis, which was now pointing towards the ceiling.
Peter felt humiliated and helpless, his shame beyond belief as, a few moments later; Ami led him briskly along the corridor. Utterly degraded and helpless, he walked behind the pretty young guard, almost blinded by his shame and humiliation, acutely aware of how ridiculous he must look with his erect penis wobbling and swaying before him.
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As they neared the galley Peter knew that greater embarrassment was in store for him. Gillian had been kind and decent to him during the time he had been on board ship. Although her beauty had overawed him when they had first met, her constant good humour and easy manner had put him at ease.
Now she was to see him naked and humiliated. He shivered at the thought, his mind in turmoil as he walked, sometimes stumbling along the well-lit corridors of the ship.
Peter could not have believed that just a few weeks before that he would have been subjected to so much embarrassment. He had always known that he was shy by nature and his tender years had yet provided no sexual experience.
Although his penis had subsided somewhat he was still aware of it slapping from side to side between his legs. His freshly shaven genitals were sensitive to every breath of air and contact; even the cheeks of his bottom felt sensitive to the flow of air as he walked beneath the outlets of the air-conditioning units.
As they stopped opposite the galley door, Peter could feel his heart beating faster, he felt a tightening in his chest and the familiar twinges of fear and trepidation gnawing at this stomach.
“Come along Peter, It is time for you to go to work, no dawdling now you have a long day in front of you.” Ami’s words did nothing to lessen the boy’s anxiety as he stumbled rather than stepped over the high threshold of the drinks galley. He stood behind the guard hoping to shield himself from Gillian’s gaze as she turned around from one of the large refrigeration cupboards.

Gillian had been busy in the galley from the moment she had come on duty. Already there had been three calls from the officer’s liberty deck asking that as soon as Peter arrived he should take up a large tray of drinks. Gillian had prepared the cocktails and placed them in the one of the large stainless steel refrigerators. She knew that the reason for call had very little to do with the desire for cocktails but rather the desire to have their way with her new cabin boy.
Gillian had enjoyed Peter’s company in the galley and had delighted in his capacity for hard work and willingness. She had never had to ask for anything to be done twice and had often found had done an hours work before their designated time of arrival. He had often taken over duties that were usually shared between them and it was now quite common for him to clean the galley spotlessly before she arrived.
She was quite sure in her own mind that the offence had been fabricated and set up deliberately. Her knowledge of the crew of officers was quite intimate and her own punishment, which happened on the day that Peter arrived on board, had been as a result of a contrivance by the officers.
Gillian had mixed feeling about the turn of events that had led to Peter’s punishment day. She liked her new friend very much and would never think to deliberately upset or embarrass him; but on the other hand she felt a thrill in the knowledge that she would be seeing the boy naked. She had often looked at him as he bent over or stretched to reach for a shelf, noting the slim torso and firm buttocks beneath his ship’s uniform. The ships officers were adept at deceit and guile and their sexual predilections knew no bounds. Gillian knew that it would be a day of humiliation for him and that he would not escape their attention to his body. She remembered when four of the girls had stripped her naked and made her orgasm three times in an hour. She also knew that it would not be the last time that their skilful manipulations of her body would make her scream with ecstasy.
Peter blushed profusely as Gillian turned around to face him. Although his body was hidden behind the young guard, he felt utterly helpless and humiliated. Ami turned around and pushed him forward towards Gillian. “Well Gillian what do you think to our young friend?”
Gillian felt her cheeks blush as she looked at Peter standing naked in front of her. She could not help herself, as she looked him up and down, instantly noticing that his penis was far from flaccid and that his genitals had been shaved, leaving him smooth and fully exposed to her gaze. She quickly averted her eyes from his body and back to his face. His cheeks were bright red and his eyes were downcast in shame as she spoke to him. “I am sorry Peter, but try and be a brave boy, I am sure you will be fine.” Gillian knew that her words sounded lame but she genuinely wanted to show him some comfort, not realising that her concern only exacerbated his humiliation.
Ami knew how the boy must be feeling, being made to stand naked in front of his colleague. She was pleased to see that he had somehow managed to keep his hands to his side. “Right Peter, I am supposed to clean you up before you enter a room so bend over and touch your toes, there’s a good boy.” Peter quaked with shame as she heard Ami’s words; he looked in anguish at Gillian before reluctantly bending over before her. “Round this way a bit… and spread those legs wide apart, so that I can get between the cheeks of your bottom.” Ami slapped his buttocks with the palm of her hand as she positioned the boy until his bottom was facing Gillian and his legs were spread wide apart.
Peter stared at the tiled floor beneath his feet, his breathing heavy and laboured as steeled himself for further humiliation. His cheeks were burning and his ears ringing with shame and embarrassment as he heard Ami address Gillian.
“Right Gillian if you would reach underneath him and hold his genitals out of the way while I wipe inside his bottom cheeks and between his legs, it will make things a lot easier for me.” Peter could scarcely believe his ears as Ami spoke to his friend Gillian in such a ‘matter of fact’ manner. He squeezed his eyes shut and held his breath in trepidation as he felt a soft hand encircle his waist.
“I think you will be better if you lean over him, then you will be able to hold his penis out of the way with your other hand.”
Gillian did not know whether or not to obey Ami’s instruction. She knew exactly how Peter must be feeling, but her excitement and curiosity finally got the better of her and she placed her hands upon the naked boy.
Peter began to shiver as he felt Gillian’s hands slide around his waist and up underneath him, her soft fingers exploring and searching until he felt her suddenly take hold of his penis. He shuddered uncontrollably as her other hand stroked over his freshly shaved flesh and gently cupped his testicles. Her touch was soft and sensuous as she carefully drew his testicles forward and took a firmer grip around his tumescent penis.
Gillian could not help a thrill running through her body as she leaned her body further over the naked boy, guiltily allowed her soft breasts to press against his back as she took a firmer hold of his genitals. Even though she felt sorry for his predicament she could not help herself rolling the soft sac of his scrotum between her fingers and feeling the plump testes move beneath the skin. She could feel his penis beginning to throb in her hand as the soft flesh became hard and erect.
Ami bent over behind Peter and nonchalantly placed her hand on the cheeks of his bottom. Deftly she pulled his bottom cheeks apart and slid her hand between them. Gillian felt Peter try to rear up with the shock of the intrusion between his bottom. Peter felt his penis move trough her fingers as he tried to evade her touch. Without realising what she was doing Gillian tightened her grip on his penis, the boy’s movements masking her deliberate action of pulling his foreskin back.
As he wriggled and moved his hips Gillian deliberately slipped the foreskin down over the head of his penis, exposing the glans fully, before bringing the tender skin back up towards the tip, her forefinger grazing over the glans as she completed the movement. She heard the boy gasp and moan at the intimate contact of her fingers, but could not help herself once more exposing the glans and stretching the skin tightly as she began to manipulate the skin of his penis into a steady milking motion.
She ignored Peter’s groans, instead watching as Ami moved behind him now holding a moist tissue. Without preamble the young guard wiped diligently between the cheeks of his bottom and then between his legs her fingers meeting Gillian’s as she reached under the bending youth.
Gillian could not believe how hard his penis had become as she steadily milked him, her actions slow and methodical. She was aware that his breath had become laboured and his body had begun to shiver. It was Ami that stopped the proceedings, aware that the boy would ejaculate should they excite him any further.
“Right you can stand up straight now my boy. Hands behind your head and legs wide apart! Come along no nonsense now.”
Gillian quickly took her hands from his penis and testicles; her face was flushed with excitement, as she stood upright. She had little time to compose herself as Peter shakily put his hand on his knees and began to straighten himself. His face was flushed and lips were quivering, as he stood upright. His total humiliation was plain to see as he looked down at his penis, which was standing straight out from his body. He shut his eyes in shame as Gillian looked at him, her smile soft and sympathetic.
Ami had not finished with her humiliation of the boy, as she stood close behind him. “Get those hands on top of your head there that’s the way.”
“Now Gillian, if you would take hold of his penis and pull the foreskin back tightly, I will make sure he is nice and clean behind there.” Ami moved around to stand beside Gillian as she watched naked boy shiver and shake her eyes examining him from head to toe.
Peter shivered once more, unable to stop himself looking at Gillian as she bent down on one knee, her face, only inches from his erect penis.
Gillian looked up at him, her smile soft and gentle. “Don’t worry Peter I won't hurt you. Just try and keep still now.” He watched in horror as Gillian gently took hold of his penis with both hands, her fingertips carefully pressing the soft flesh. Her beautiful face looking up at him, watching his shameful expression as she gently slid his foreskin back until it was stretched tight. He could not help jerking his hips backwards as Ami reached forward and pinched the top of his penis between her delicate fingers. “Hold still, or I will ask Gillian to hold you by the testicles.” Her tone was sharp as she wiped the cloth around the sensitive glans of his penis, causing him to jerk his hips backwards with the acute sensation.
“One more wipe and then you are done” She exclaimed brightly as she deliberately caught the glans of his penis with her fingers as she wiped beneath it.
Peter’s body was shaking from head to foot as the girls let him go. He blushed profusely as Gillian patted his cheek. “I’ll get the trays ready and you can take them up to the officers’ deck. Don’t worry Peter it will all be over after today, I promise.”
Impulsively she leaned forward and kissed him gently on the lips, deliberately letting her tunic graze over the tip of his penis as she held his face in her hands.
Peter’s body was shaking with the utter humiliation he was feeling. As he looked at Gillian’s kindly expression a tear rolled down his cheek. Too embarrassed to say anything he hung his head as she let him go, fighting his desire to cover himself as once more Gillian looked down at his naked body.
His penis was so excruciatingly hard that it pointed upwards away from his body; he could not help it throbbing up and down as he stood facing her with his hands at his sides. To his relief she turned away from him and started preparing the tray of drinks. He watched helpless and ashamed as Ami helped Gillian to put the cocktail thermoses upon the silver serving-tray.
“Right I think that is everything.” Gillian said brightly as she handed Peter the tray and stood back to let him pass. She felt a tremor of excitement as she watched him walk out of the galley, closely followed by Ami. His Penis wobbled up and down as he walked and Gillian noticed that his buttocks were clenched in an effort to minimise his nakedness.
Peter could hardly breath such was his humiliation as they walked the corridor, passing several young girls along the way. He could hear their soft chuckles and giggles as they passed him by. They reached the stair well and ascended the stairs to the upper deck. The corridor was beautifully decorated; the walls held framed paintings of ships and schooners and side tables held ships clocks and fine instruments of navigation. The flooring was marble with Egyptian rugs centred and equally spaced along the walkway.
It was not long before they came to a heavily rosewood veneered door that disguised the storm door that guarded the officer’s deck. Peter turned his head towards Ami as they approached the heavy door, which was already ajar.
“Right Peter I will enter while you wait here with the tray, we don’t want another reoccurrence of last time do we now? You may put the tray down on the table… and just to keep you out of mischief you will stand with your hands on your head.”
Peter blushed once more as Ami walked past him, tapping him lightly on his naked buttocks. She noted that his penis was still hard, although now pointing more towards the floor. The girls are going to have a field day with this young man, she thought as she pushed the heavy door aside and passed through the opening of the bulkhead and into the sunshine which flooded the outside deck..
Peter stood as he had been instructed; his knees feeling shaky and his mind wishing that his penis would subside before he was bade to enter the deck area. He had placed his hands on his head making him feel foolish and vulnerable. He did not have long to wait as Ami reappeared and stood before him, an amused expression on her face. She did not speak but took a packet of wet wipes from her shoulder bag. Nonchalantly she took hold of the boy’s penis and skinned back the foreskin, ignoring his groans of anguish and embarrassment she wiped around the tender flesh behind the rim of the glans. Peter jerked his hips backward, trying to escape the acute sensation to his penis. His action was stopped by a firm slap to his thigh, as she held his penis firmly.
“Stand still or your bottom will be having a little electro therapy.” Ami admonished him as she reached around his hips; one hand still holding his penis and her other hand slipping the moist tissue between the cheeks of his bottom. Peter looked upwards in despair, his embarrassment complete as the pretty young guard wiped his bottom; at the same time her delicate fingers manipulating his penis back to a full erection. Ami knew exactly handle the boy to cause the maximum sexual stimulation. Her finger occasionally grazing over the sensitive glans, sometimes a fingernail teasing open the tip of his penis, her other hand pressing hard against his anus or tickling underneath his scrotum.
“Right I think that will do! Pick up the tray and follow me. Come along hurry up, we haven’t got all day.” She slapped his buttocks as she let go of his penis and watched him shakily turn to pick up the tray of drinks from the table. She was satisfied to see that his penis now pointed upwards towards the ceiling, the turgid member wobbling from side to side as he moved.
She led him trough the doorway and on to the deck. Peter was so humiliated and embarrassed that he could hardly see as he stepped into the warm sunlight. It was fortunate that Ami turned and took the tray from him as he entered the deck; he was near to fainting as he took in the sight before him.
The girls had formed their reclining chairs and sun lounges into a semicircle; their bronzed bodies sat or laid in a variety of poses as they waited for their prey to step into the arena. Ami had quickly put down the tray and deftly positioned Peter to stand in the centre of the semi circle.
“Hands on your head and feet well apart, come along you know the drill by now when you are about to be examined.” Peter quaked with shame and fear as he took in the sight before him. There were about twelve girls, some were wearing both pieces of their bikinis, some were topless and some were entirely naked. One thing they all had in common was their beauty!
One Oriental girl, who was entirely nude, was laid on a bright yellow sun bed. Her slender limbs stretching sinuously as she moved her position and sat up on one elbow to better evaluate the naked youth that had been made to stand naked and fully displayed.
A tall girl of Amazonian proportions stood up and stood in front of Peter as he placed his hands upon his head. Her body was as perfect as Peter had ever imagined a body could be. She was dressed in a bikini bottom, her naked breasts were large and firm and yet her waist tapered to minute proportions above the shapely swell of her hips. Her long thighs were smooth and beautifully shaped. She was perfectly proportioned in every way, her skin glowing with the sheen of a light summer tan. Her blonde hair was tied back and her beautiful and intelligent face broke into a smile as she addressed him. Peter was mesmerised with her beauty as she looked down at him, her even white teeth glistened between her sensual lips.
“Well young man how does it feel to be on display?” Peter was near to fainting as he looked up at her. He had always been in awe of beautiful women, and here he was being made to stand naked before a statuesque girl of sheer beauty and perfection. He blushed profusely as she looked him up and down, quaking with fear and embarrassment as her eyes looked down to his erect penis.
She placed her hand under his chin, immediately feeling the warmth of his blushing face as she made him look into her eyes. “You know Peter that you have been a very naughty boy and you are going to be punished for your rudeness.” Her eyes searched his face for emotion as she spoke to him. She could see that he was near to tears as she softly stroked her fingers over his cheek. “We are going to give you a little punishment of our own before you are sent to see the captain. Any boy that can’t keep control of himself deserves to be punished. Just look at this!”
She took her hand away from his face and dropped her gaze to his erect penis, noting that the boy could not help but drop his head to follow her lead and look down at himself. A thrill ran through her beautiful body as she tapped his erect member with her fingers, watching it sway from side to side.
Peter gasped in horror and despair as she touched his penis. He felt near to fainting as she moved around to his rear. She leaned her head so that she could look over his shoulder, her soft cheek touching his. He felt her breasts press against his back as she reached around his waist and deftly took hold of his penis, immediately pulling the foreskin to reveal the head and glans. With her free hand she smacked him on the bottom.
“Don’t hang your head Peter.” She said softly. “Look up and look at the girls, you have been a rude little boy, a little peeping Tom. It is now your turn to be the subject of unwanted attention. If I catch you closing your eyes, I shall ask Ami to put her little device into your bottom and press the trigger and I know you won’t like that will you Peter?”
Kate kept her voice low, her lips only millimetres from his ear as she held his rigid penis firmly, her fingers running up the shaft and then pulling the skin firmly back to expose him to the interested gaze of the girls. She reached around him with her other hand and gently took his left nipple between finger and thumb, her bright red nails grazing over the tender nub of flesh.
“Answer me boy, I expect you to cooperate fully with what we have in store for you.” She could feel the boy’s body shiver and shake with fear and embarrassment as she held him firmly. Tears of shame were rolling down Peter’s cheeks as he answered her, his lips were trembling and his voice sounded hoarse.
“N…no miss, er it hurts very much.”
“Ah, so you have had a taste already have you?” She looked across ay Ami who had moved to the rails, away from them so that she would not obscure anyone’s view. Ami nodded her affirmation at the unasked question.
“Well young man, let me tell you what is in store for you.” As Kate talked to the boy a young girl got up from one of the sun lounges. She was completely naked. Her slender body was darkly tanned all over. Colette was petite in stature, her breasts which were small and pointed, glistened with their light covering of oil as she moved in the sunlight. The darker puckered skin of the aureoles contrasted with the almost pink skin of her erect nipples. Her torso was lean and slender slimming to a minute waist and completely flat stomach. Unusually her pubic mound was plump and full against such a slender body. She was bereft of any hair except for a small patch the size of a penny above the crease of her sex.
Colette picked up a stool and moving towards Peter, placed it in front of him. She then moved behind him and out of his sight for a moment before reappearing, this time she held a small leather tawse in her hand, which she placed carefully on the stool. The two tails of the tawse hung over the edge of the stool, the stiffened handle angled straight towards him as if a pointer to his fate.
Kate was almost whispering as she held her body against the naked boy. “I am afraid Peter that you are to be punished individually by each of the girls here. You will receive no more than four stokes from each of them, but they may apply them how and where they like. I expect you to be a brave boy and take what we are about to give you with good grace. You have been naughty and now you are about to receive our punishment. Are you going to be a good boy and take your punishment like a man?”
Without warning, Kate drew his foreskin back, stretching the skin tightly before firmly slapping his bare bottom.
“Come along answer me!”
Peter could hardly stammer as he eyed the leather tawse upon the stool. He was aware that all eyes were focussed on his erect penis as Kate held his foreskin firmly and brought her other hand around to gently cup his testicles and pull them forward, displaying them for the attention of her audience.
“Argghhh.” Peter groaned loudly as she held him so intimately. A ripple of predatory excitement ran through the girls as they heard him groan for the first time, a prelude to their torment of him.
Kate let go of the trembling boy and moved away from him. She felt sorry for him and yet was excited by the prospect of what they were to do to him. She realised that he was shyer than she had ever imagined a boy of his age could be. She could not stand boys or men with the arrogant bravado of the average male ego. Instead she had turned to the gentleness and subtlety of her fellow sex. But this was different; here was a male that fitted her ideal, slim and beautifully proportioned, neatly featured and a nature that was shy and malleable. She was sure that the rest of the girls shared her views about him as she watched him standing with his hands clasped firmly to his head and his legs spread wide apart, his cheeks aflame with embarrassment and confusion.
“I think Colette should be first, ladies.” She turned to Colette and smiled at her. “You may do with him what you wish, within the guidelines of what we have discussed earlier.”
Peter stood and watched as the girls pulled their sun lounges even closer to the stool, which had been placed in front of him. His mind was in limbo between embarrassment and confusion, his cheeks were burning with humiliation and he still could not believe that the girls were really intent on using the leather tawse upon him. He had had an inkling earlier that this was a charade designed to frighten him rather than to seriously punish him.
He was left in no doubt to his fate as Colette stood before him and with a beckoning finger bade him follow her to the stool.
She sat down taking the tawse in her right hand as she did so. “Peter stand in front of me, I want to have a good look at you before I decide exactly how to punish you.
Peter quaked as he walked the two steps to stand in front of Colette, his cheeks burning with embarrassment as he steeled himself to look down at her naked body. He had managed to keep his hands on top of his head, feeling utterly foolish as he stood in front of the naked girl. Her lithe body mesmerised him as he looked down at her, he realised suddenly exactly where he was staring and quickly averted his eyes.
“So you are up to your tricks already are you Peter?” Staring at my breasts… even at the point of your punishment for previous misdemeanours, well Peter what do you have to say for yourself?
“I’m sorry mm…miss, I really am sorry.” Peter stammered as he dropped his head and looked down at his feet, tears rolling down his cheeks as he stood shivering with fear and humiliation, his shins almost touching her beautifully slender legs.
Colette placed the tawse on the deck beside her and looked at him, her pretty face showing no emotion.
“Not as sorry as you are going to be in a moment, now come closer and let me have a look at you. You are obviously incorrigible and beyond reasonable behaviour.” She reached forward and placed her hand behind his knee as she bade him stand closer. She looked amused as he managed to shuffle forward a few inches, feeling utterly foolish as his legs touched her knees, his erect penis only inches away from her. “Stand with your legs apart, you silly boy, can’t you do anything right.” Peter blushed profusely, his cheeks aflame with humiliation and shame as she patted the inside of his thighs until he had spread his legs well apart. Her knees were now in between his legs, his erect penis only millimetres away from her naked breasts as she leaned forward and looked up at him.
“Look at me Peter and listen to what I have to say. If I catch you closing your eyes or looking away I will have Ami shock you in your bottom, do you understand me?” Peter looked at the pretty young girl, her stern face showed no emotion as she placed her hands upon his hips. “Right Peter, I am going to examine your body thoroughly and then I am going to punish that little bottom of yours!
“Now look at me and do not close your eyes.” She held his gaze steadily as she slid her hands over his hips and down the side of each thigh. “Do not take your eyes from mine Peter, I want to see your shame, so you understand me?” Although his eyes were full of tears he managed to continue looking into her eyes as she smoothed her hands down each of his thighs. Peter shivered as he felt her knead the flesh before moving her hands to the inside of his legs, her delicate fingers causing him to shiver. He knew with utter certainty and dread that her hands would move upwards to his genitals. It was the utter certainty of it that caused a shiver to run through his body as inexorably her hands moved higher.


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