She removed her hand "All right then" she said "That's all I wanted to say. But I'll expect you to come and talk to me when you're... you know, and I don't expect to have to wait too long. Grace kindly said she'd come and help out if I had any difficulties."
Felicity kissed her son on the forehead and left the room, closing the door behind her. Paul lay back on his bed staring into the darkness. He felt he had just stepped into a nightmare.
He did have a dirty dream that night, but not one that inspired a nocturnal emission. He was naked, pinned down on Victoria's bed. But it wasn't Emily and Victoria that teased him, it was his mother and Grace. His mother was telling him, over and over, how it was for his own good, while Grace played with his erect penis. She held a riding crop, and he knew that if she managed to make him come, she'd use the riding crop on his offending organ. He also knew that even if he was condemned to an eternity of this torment, in some long forgotten circle of hell, he'd never ejaculate again.
CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
"What's in the bag?" Emily asked, as Victoria strode into the lounge.
"Surprise. You'll see" said Victoria with a wink.
"For Giles?" asked Emily.
"Who else?" said Victoria grinning "No-one else here yet?"
"Alison's in the punishment room tidying up. I got those old sheets to cover the cupboards, but I don't know if it'll be convincing" said Emily.
Victoria sat down gingerly "We can only do our best"
"Have you figured out how to get him here?" asked Emily.
"Not yet, but we've got all morning" said Victoria "Don't suppose you fancy making a cup of coffee?"
"No problem" said Emily, heading out.
Ben came crashing in, with Amy following passively behind.
"Ben! Will you be more careful!" said Victoria, booting up her laptop.
"Sorry" said Ben.
"What are we doing today?" asked Amy.
"This morning we'll be relaxing and planning, and with any luck, this afternoon we'll be doing Giles" said Victoria.
"Really?" asked Amy, her eyes sparkling and rubbing her hands together with glee.
"We've still got some details to work on, but things are looking positive" said Victoria.
"What about..." began Ben.
Victoria looked up at his not too hopeful expression.
"Oh, sweety, come here" she said.
Ben hurried over to her outstretched arms and she pulled him carefully into her lap, cuddling and kissing him tenderly "Are you sure you're up to it? How's your bottom?" she asked.
"I wish people would stop talking about my bottom" said Ben.
"Why darling? it's beautiful" she said. Ben blushed, "Look, let me get set up, we'll wait for Paul, and then I'll show my little studmuffin a good time, okay?" she said giving a little tickle to his tummy.
Ben squirmed and giggled, blushing a bit more "Okay" he said shyly and excitedly.
"I need to set up the camera feeds, we don't want to get caught out like last night do we?" she said.
Ben sat and watched her as she logged onto the server and began opening windows all over the screen.
Paul walked in looking glum. Victoria glanced up briefly, returned her attention to the laptop, and after a few seconds of furious typing she turned back to Paul "What's up, sweety, Wendy give you the brush off?" she asked.
"You don't want to know" he said "The air-cons outside and I'm knackered"
"Should cut down on the masturbation then" she said with a grin. Paul just groaned and shook his head.
"I'll need help bringing it in, it's heavy" he said.
"Alright then. Ben, Amy, can you give Paul a hand?" said Victoria.
Ben reluctantly climbed from Victoria's lap, and Amy picked herself up happily from the floor "I'll supervise" she said.
Victoria looked up at Paul and raised an eyebrow "That's my girl" she said "If they slack, give them the riding crop" Victoria laughed.
"Okay" said Amy taking her seriously.
The three of them left while Victoria did a quick check round all the cameras. Camera two was down she noticed, and she made a mental note to change the batteries.
Emily came in carrying a tray, it had a mug of coffee, a teapot, milk jug, sugar bowl, and four cups and saucers on it as well as a selection of biscuits.
"Very civilised" said Victoria surprised "Is the Queen coming?" she asked.
"If she hears what we're going to do to Giles, she just might" said Emily "No, I just thought we'd celebrate. It's been a long time coming you know, putting Giles in his place."
"I know, perhaps we have been a bit too cautious. When I think of all the kids who must have suffered at his hands, it makes my blood boil" said Victoria.
"We can hardly talk" said Emily.
"No, that's different, there's no malice in what we do. And it's private, they don't get into trouble with their parents and have to face all their friends and family afterwards. When our victims go away no-one they come into contact with knows" said Victoria.
"Except Alan" said Emily.
"Alan breaks a lot of rules really" said Victoria.
Emily began pouring tea.
When Paul, Ben and Amy returned they had Alison with them.
"It looks great in there now" said Alison.
"Did you put the air-conditioner on?" asked Victoria.
"Full blast" said Paul.
"I only had to beat them twice" said Amy.
"She's not kidding" said Paul.
Victoria laughed.
"Who wants tea?" asked Emily, sat guard over the teapot.
When everyone shook their heads, or expressed polite disinterest Emily looked disappointed "But I made a whole pot" she said.
"Oh go on then" said Paul.
"I'll have one too" said Alison "Since you've gone to so much trouble"
"Alright then" said Ben, and Amy nodded.
"I've only got four cups" said Emily.
Victoria's laptop started beeping loudly "Intruders" said Victoria quickly scanning the many windows "Camera five" she added. Everyone waited with baited breath.
"Oh, it's our two little scamps from last night" said Victoria.
"Come back to see if see if Emily's still tied up?" asked Paul.
"Come back for their scarves more like" said Emily.
"Or to see if there's any more fun to be had" suggested Victoria "I'd hate to disappoint them"
Emily grinned "Me too, we oughtn't let them down" she giggled "Their trousers and pants though maybe"
"Naughty girl!" said Victoria "Then what are you going to do?"
"Teach them to treat ladies with respect" said Emily.
"Aren't we going to need to find a lady for that?" asked Paul.
Victoria and Emily both glared at him.
"Can't see them anywhere?" said Mark disappointedly.
"They can't have just disappeared" said Oliver.
"Maybe she took them" said Mark.
"What for?" asked Oliver.
"Is this what you're looking for?" said Victoria emerging from behind a bush.
"Crikey!" said Oliver, jumping at the unexpected intrusion.
Emily was still in the den monitoring things, while the rest of the gang, having expected the miscreants to return to the scene of the crime, had lain in wait to ambush them. Mark and Oliver looked round as the gang encircled them.
"Um, where did you find it?" asked Mark, in a squeaky voice.
"Just over there" said Victoria pointing to the tree "We were playing a game, and saw this, then we heard someone coming so we hid."
This all sounded like very sensible behaviour to Mark and Oliver, so they nodded.
"Can I have it back please?" asked Mark.
"Do you want to see our den?" asked Victoria.
"Okay" said Oliver excitedly.
Victoria and the rest of the gang led Mark and Oliver into the den, surreptitiously keeping them surrounded, and Victoria and Paul took up positions at the back, in case the boys got cold feet and tried to make a run for it.
The boys followed Ben and Amy into the lounge and they said "Hello" to Emily, who they obviously didn't recognise at first.
Emily smiled at the two boys, as the rest of the gang followed them into the room, "Hello boys" said Emily, and Victoria closed the door with a bang.
Suddenly Mark recognised Emily, and his mouth fell open. Then he remembered that she had been blindfolded; she hadn't seen them so she wouldn't know who they were "Um, hello" he said his voice heavily peppered with apprehension. Oliver, came to the same realisation as Mark, only he didn't come to the same conclusion "Oh bugger!" he said.
"That's right" said Victoria "We know who you are, and we have some questions for you. Just be good little boys and answer our questions and things will be a lot easier for you."
The two boys looked scared. They paled, their eyes darted from side to side searching for an escape route, and they trembled a little.
"What are your names?" asked Victoria, sitting down.
"Oliver" said Oliver quickly.
"Mark" said Mark more reluctantly.
"Are you on scout camp?" asked Victoria. The boys nodded excitedly.
"How many of you are there?" she asked.
"Um, about thirty" said Oliver.
"What's the makeup?" asked Victoria.
"What makeup?" asked Oliver "We don't use makeup"
"I mean, how many boys, how many girls, how many adults, age ranges, that kind of thing" said Victoria rolling her eyes.
"Three grown ups, six girls and the rest are boys" said Mark.
"Ages?" asked Victoria.
"Um, the girls are twelve to about fourteen, the boys the same, except one of the boys is fifteen. Don't know about the grown ups, they're just old, except one of them's a lady" said Oliver.
"Where is this camp?" asked Victoria.
"About half an hour away" said Mark "In that direction" and he pointed.
"It's in that direction isn't it?" said Oliver pointing elsewhere.
"Don't you do map reading and navigation and stuff?" asked Paul.
They both nodded "We're better at knots" they said in unison.
"We saw that" said Victoria "I think you should see something." Victoria turned her laptop around and showed the boys the recording of their game with Emily. The boys stared.
"Wow!" said Oliver "Can I have a copy?"
"No!" said Victoria "Do you realise how serious what you boys have done is? Stripping and molesting a girl is illegal. When Emily tells the police you'll go to prison!"
Both boys began shaking more obviously and looked scared "No, we didn't mean to" said Mark "It was an accident"
"You accidentally stripped and molested her?" said Victoria.
Both boys nodded their heads vigorously.
"It doesn't look accidental on the video" she said. The boys remained silent. "We'll see what the police think" said Victoria.
"No, please don't, we're sorry, we didn't mean to, and we didn't really strip her, she was already naked, almost..." said Mark. Oliver started crying.
"Well, it's not up to me" said Victoria "If it was we'd be marching you down to the police station right now, but it's Emily's call."
Victoria looked at Emily, and the boys followed her gaze in trepidation. Emily eyed the boys up and down for a long time, making them wait; making them suffer.
Mark was brown haired, green eyed, tanned, and taller than Oliver. He had a cheeky grin when he chose to show it. His sun stained legs, from his shorts to his socks were grubby but well formed. Emily thought he was probably a very active boy, like Ben.
Oliver was a contrast; he was pale skinned; unused to the outdoors. His hair was the colour of dirty straw and his blue eyes had a perpetually startled look. His legs were cleaner, but not quite clean, and his knobbly knees knocked.
"You boys have been very naughty" said Emily, trying to keep a straight face "And you are not getting away with your disgusting behaviour without being punished. I don't know what your scout leader would think, or your parents if they found out what you did, and I think it would be a pity for two boys like you to be locked up in a prison full of nasty violent bullies."
Oliver let out a pitiful moan and shook even more violently, his tears flowing freely.
"But I'm going to give you boys a break" said Emily "We are going to punish you instead of the police, and no-one else need find out"
"Yes, please..." sobbed Oliver.
"But, and listen very carefully, you both do exactly what I say, exactly, no arguments - or that's the end of it, we'll drag you straight to the police station with the video as evidence."
Mark and Oliver nodded violently, but didn't speak.
"I want you both to strip down to your underpants" said Emily firmly.
"What for?" asked Mark, his eyes widening with fear.
"Are you arguing?" shouted Emily.
"No" said Mark quickly "No, I'm doing it"
Both boys got undressed, lowering their shorts last. Emily's first impression was proved correct when she saw Oliver's rather pale and weedy body, a contrast to Marks healthier more solid and tanned body. Both boys clasped their hands in front of them, but it was Mark who appeared the most shy of the two.
Emily decided to start with Oliver "Come here, Oliver" she said.
Oliver didn't hesitate, and he was stood in front of Emily's chair in an instant.
"In this neighbourhood, naughty boys get their bare bottoms smacked" she said reaching for his white y-fronts. Oliver remained trembling and crying, his condition unchanged at this new revelation. Mark on the other hand gasped, his mouth dropping open, and his eyes widening in shock.
"Do you boys get spanked at home?" she asked, her hands resting on Oliver's hips, his pants tantalisingly close to being shed. Both boys shook their heads.
"Well you should be" said Emily, and she pulled Oliver's pants down to his ankles. As Oliver's pale bottom came into view, Mark's eye darted to the door in desperation. He couldn't believe that Oliver was bare naked in front of these other children, four of them girls!
The rest of the gang remained stood ready for action, and Paul was watching Mark closely for any signs of trouble. Victoria was watching Oliver. As distressed as the poor boy was, he didn't seem much more so now he was stripped. She thought that Mark would be quite a different story. She also noticed that Oliver had no pubic hair and his scrotum was still small and tight. His penis was thin, but impressively long.
Emily turned him around sideways, to haul him into her lap, and this brought Oliver's lengthy member swinging to and fro. This caught Mark's attention and drove home to him what he was going to be enduring in a short while.
Having settled Oliver comfortably, Emily began smacking his bottom. Oliver howled at the first smack as though he was being bull-whipped. Emily didn't spank him for too long; he was obviously quite unused to any kind of physical pain. He squirmed and twisted with all his might near the end, but Emily was more than able to hold his puny body down, even though they were the same age and he was a boy.
Paul was keeping his eye on Mark still, knowing that Mark wasn't going to take his punishment as easily, and so was expecting some escape attempt. Mark had his eyes glued on Oliver. His mouth was dry and his mind was numb. The thought of being completely naked, over a girl's lap, being spanked was beyond comprehension. To make matters worse he could see that each time Oliver twisted, his whole belly and groin, even his penis and testicles came clearly into view. Mark couldn't imagine exposing himself like this, not to anyone; let alone girls.
Emily ceased her assault on Oliver's bottom and let him rest for a little while. "Will someone get me a ruler?" she asked. Alison dashed off. If either of the boys had had any experience of corporal punishment they might have been even more terrified at this request. A hand can hurt a virgin bottom well enough, but a ruler would be much worse. If Mark had known Emily's true intent though, he'd have had something much worse to worry about.
Emily let Oliver rest until Alison returned. She handed Emily the ruler with a smile.
"Thanks Alison" she said. Alison grinned wickedly at Mark, who refreshed his blush.
Emily steered the heavily crying Oliver off her lap and turned him to face Mark and the others. Mark's face was a picture of horror when Emily took hold of Oliver's penis and she said "You've got a very long willy Oliver, let's see how big it gets shall we?"
Emily stroked at it, whispering in his ear, inviting him to remember how it felt seeing a naked girl, how it felt to touch her. Oliver was erect very quickly, just the unfamiliar touch of a female hand was enough to send him skywards, and Emily brought the ruler to bear. "Bloody hell!" said Emily "He's nearly five inches and he hasn't started puberty yet!"
Oliver stood, still crying, his penis sticking up in front of him like a stick of rock. As humiliated as he was having everyone see him naked and erect, the prospect of prison kept him obedient "Can I play with it?" asked Amy. "Me too?" asked Alison.
"You girls do what you like" said Emily "He's still being punished"
Amy and Alison descended on Oliver like a tiny Mongol horde and they dragged him away, one on each arm; their eyes firmly fixed on his erection. Mark grew increasingly apprehensive, as he realised that his time was nearly come. His heart raced and his breathing was ragged. His stomach felt like it had pterodactyls flying around in it, and his legs felt like custard. His agitation was plain, like he had a neon sign over his head saying: 'Petrified little boy about to be sick with fear.'
Seeing Amy and Alison lead Oliver away; lay him on the floor and then tickle and stroke his stiffy did nothing to settle Mark; knowing that he too might meet a similar, excruciating fate.
Like Paul, Victoria was watching Mark, but she wasn't looking for signs of an escape attempt, she was studying his fear.
Licking his lips and trying to summon some saliva to moisten his mouth, he saw Emily look up at him. Her face was neutral at first, but then she smiled. Like a shark. And she looked into his green eyes until he slid them shyly to the side.
"Your turn then, Mark" she said cheerfully "Are you ready?"
Mark remained immobile; paralysed by fear, and convinced if he tried to move, his legs would collapse. His hands tightened their grip on the front of his white y-fronts, and his eyes renewed their desolate desperate darting.
"Come on then" said Emily, beckoning with a finger.
Mark burst into sudden motion; his body lowered, twisted; his feet drove into the ground propelling him at ever increasing speed towards the door. Paul took a step sideways to meet him, but Mark dropped his shoulder and rammed Paul right in the chest.
Winded, Paul fell to the floor like a wingless condor, and Mark stumbled over him, a foot pressing into Paul's stomach. Paul doubled over, straightened up again; unable to breathe; stunned.
Continued in Chapter Thirty Seven