"We can't all go" said Victoria "Someone has to stay here."
"Me!" said Ben, sticking his hand up and volunteering enthusiastically.
"Not you darling, I want you with me. Amy would you mind?" asked Victoria.
"I don't mind" said Amy.
"Okay darling, take the video camera and keep filming" said Victoria "If things go bad film everything. If it looks like anyone might be coming up here, or things have quietened down, collect up all the equipment and get it back to the den."
"Or rescue us?" suggested Emily.
"If we're tied up or something and the others have gone, you can come and rescue us, but don't rush. Make absolutely sure there's no-one left and the coast is clear. And in that case leave the equipment here."
"Okay" said Amy, pointing the camera at the now ejaculating Michael and playing with the controls.
"Come on then gang, let's go live dangerously" said Victoria uncoiling herself from the floor.
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
Neither Nigel nor Peter had ejaculated, but it was obvious to those watching closely that both boys had experienced their first orgasms. In Michael and John's case the evidence was splattered all over the dusty ground. Katherine was pleased with herself. She had enjoyed the show, but more than that she had enjoyed the power; enjoyed issuing instructions, even outrageous instructions, and having them obeyed. Seeing these boys bent to her will had been intoxicating and the only disappointment was that it was so nearly at an end, and she'd have to wait an entire year before the opportunity occurred again.
She took a deep breath ready to issue her last command, and almost with a tinge of sadness announced "The girls will spank the initiates."
Plenty of boys rushed forwards to grab the initiates, to make sure they didn't escape, and to hold them so the girls could fulfil their obligations without difficulty. The girls each picked a boy, leaving Mean and Moody waiting and watching from the sidelines. Katherine also watched. She wanted the other girls to finish first and then she would take each boy in turn for the grand finale. Maybe the others would be tolerant if she put on a show, dragged it out a bit, maybe even added a few extra touches. She was pretty sure by now that the sadistic little buggers would cheer her on no matter what she did with these four boys.
Cheers and wails mingled with the sounds of bottoms being smacked, and everyone was too distracted by this entertaining spectacle to notice the quietly approaching outsiders until they were almost in their midst and their leader spoke.
Victoria had led them of course, striding confidently at the front. Her gang, minus Amy, had followed in her wake. She was alive with excitement. Her normal caution; her careful planning; calculating the odds; covering all the angles; all that was abandoned in one mad half baked idea. The spontaneity of it, the freedom, felt intoxicating; liberating, and she was buzzing on it.
There was such danger attached. Not just for her but for all of them. The scouts could so easily turn on them and she didn't doubt that if that happened they would all be naked and they would all be suffering. The presence of Mark and Oliver added the extra fear that they would remember what had been done to them and would give the scouts ideas, nasty, painful, embarrassing ideas.
But this was a test. Inside the safety of the den, single captives or even pairs, caught and bound were one thing, but that was a challenge she had mastered long ago. Keeping her own gang in control, keeping them loyal and faithful - that was a challenge she had mastered too. This afternoon she had crossed an important line and broken one of her own rules; they had taken a local and they had broken him. The ease at which he had broken; the ease with which Victoria had broken him, had surprised her. She had not even had to resort to their usual tactic of intimidation based on blackmail. She had done it with the force of her personality alone. This had set her thinking.
She wanted another test; a tougher test. She wanted to find out just how good she was; just how far she could go just on the strength of her own will. She smiled to herself as she walked. She was flushed with adrenalin and her heart beat fast enough to win a Grand Prix. Her breathing was heavy, and she felt that fear descend upon her that she knew her victims felt when they realised what they had got themselves into.
As they approached the unruly mob Victoria almost no longer cared what the outcome was going to be. She closed her eyes momentarily; willed her body to calm itself; and collected her thoughts.
"Attention, everybody, please!" she shouted.
The raucous activity stopped immediately. This voice was unfamiliar, it carried authority. The scene froze briefly like a Rembrandt painting, before motion returned; slower, more cautious, more nervous motion. The initiates were released, boys and girls turned towards the unknown intruder, but the silence prevailed.
"We have seen what you have been doing to these poor unfortunates, and we saw what you did to those two girls. We also recorded the entire incident. That recording is now on its way to a safe place where you will not find it" Victoria turned her head from side to side as she spoke, trying to catch as many eyes as possible. She was gratified to see that the eyes slid guiltily away from hers; no one held her gaze. "What will your scout masters think when they find out what you've been up to? What will your parents think? What will the police think if any of these poor tortured victims presses charges? What were you thinking?"
Heads dropped, a few sobs were heard. Suddenly the boys and girls started to think about what it was they had been doing; how they really had gone too far. They also thought about the trouble they were going to be in.
Katherine stood frozen, suddenly terrified. She had taken the lead; she had given the orders, and it was she who was likely to take the brunt of the blame. Her joy fled like a startled sparrow and a rook of miserable gloom nested within her. It had been such fun, but was now never to be repeated. Was it worth it? A tiny oppressed part of her offered a quiet 'Yes?'
Rob stepped forward hesitantly "What's it got to do with you? It's none of your business? How about we strip you next?" he said.
Victoria let him finish, keeping her gaze levelled steadily at him the whole time. Paul stepped up closer, ready to protect Victoria if need be.
Victoria raised a hand and stabbed Rob in the chest with a finger "Are you going to give me trouble?" she asked. Her insistent stabbing drove Rob back a couple of paces, and there was something in her voice that turned Rob's guts to jelly. His confidence broke like a band of militia facing the Old Guard.
"No..." he said unsteadily.
"Back in line!" barked Victoria, like the Emperor Napoleon himself.
Rob retreated and dropped his head in shame.
"You!" said Victoria pointing at Katherine "Over here!"
Katherine felt like Sisyphus as she pushed her body forwards towards Victoria. She shook violently and began sobbing knowing that it was she who would take the blame. Katherine stopped in front of Victoria feeling completely desolate. She knew the other scouts would desert her. They'd say it was all her fault and they'd say she made them do it. She couldn't lift her head.
"Come with me!" said Victoria "When we get back I want to see every one of you boys stripped naked!" she yelled at the mob. No one moved, they just stood, deflated, fearful, but not yet obedient.
Victoria pointed directly at Oliver "You, strip!" she said. Oliver knowing Victoria well enough to know that she wasn't to be defied started stripping. Victoria waited until he dropped his underpants and the she pointed at Mark "You, strip!" Mark's terror at Victoria's hands burned freshly in his mind. He'd learned that disobedience was a suicidal tactic and he stripped even faster than Oliver.
Victoria pointed to another scout who looked scared and was shaking "You, strip!" she yelled. The boy began to undress looking despondent. Victoria left Katherine for the moment and walked purposefully towards Rob. She stood directly in front of him, poked him in the chest again and said "You, strip!"
Rob hesitated; this girl terrified him, but he couldn't take his clothes off in front of the rest of the patrol. He couldn't let the girls see him naked. He wasn't some sissy twelve year old; he was fifteen; the patrol leader; a man for God's sake!
Victoria's hand moved at the sped of lightning and before Rob knew it he was standing on tip-toe screeching, Victoria's hand fastened in a vice like grip to the front of his shorts.
"Are you going to give me trouble?" asked Victoria bringing her face very close to his and staring him in the eye.
"No" she squeaked.
"Are you sure?" asked Victoria tightening her grip further.
"Yes, yes. Yes" he replied in a very high pitched voice wracked with pain.
"Are you going to do as you're told?" she asked, tightening her grip yet again.
"Yeeeeees, please God! Let me go" he squealed in a high soprano.
Victoria relaxed her grip, but instead of taking her hand away she unbuttoned his shorts. Rob stood frozen in fear, and it only took a few moments for Victoria to pull his shorts and pants down to his ankles. She looked down at him "Didn't think you had any balls, but I thought you'd have a dick" she said disparagingly "Get the rest of your clothes off then get the rest of the patrol stripped. If there's a single boy clothed, or missing, when I get back, you are going to be held responsible" and with that Victoria turned and marched back over to Katherine.
Victoria led Katherine away from the mob, waving a hand at her own gang "Supervise" she said. Rob got stripped, but it was a slow and painful process. The rest of the gang had already dispersed amongst the patrol urging them on "You, strip!", "Get those clothes off now!", "And the pants", "Do you want pacifying?" and so on. Boys were already stripping by the time Rob added his own feeble encouragement.
"You were enjoying that weren't you?" said Victoria, an arm slung over Katherine's shoulder.
"No... I... it was just... It was my job..." she stuttered, Katherine had difficulty breathing she was so scared.
"The trouble is - the initiations are over now, and I'm guessing you only do this once a year, so it's going to be another year before you can do that again" said Victoria.
"No, we won't... I promise... It was just... It got out of hand... I didn't mean..." said Katherine her breath coming in sobs.
"I think you misunderstand me" said Victoria gently "Let's sit down." She pulled Katherine to the floor and sat with her. She kept her arm around her shoulder and gave it a squeeze.
"Let me get straight to the point" said Victoria "You have a large and very unruly pack of boys here. The Patrol leader's obviously a complete wuss and incapable of maintaining discipline, so I think that should come from you."
"Oh... yes, it was all his idea" tried Katherine "But, I don't think they'll ever make a girl patrol leader, not in our Patrol anyway. It's always a boy."
"What's your name?" asked Victoria.
"Katherine" she said.
"Okay, well I'm Victoria, and if you're not going to be honest with me Katherine I'm not going to be able to help you" said Victoria.
"Help me? What do you mean?" asked Katherine confused.
"I mean, I don't care about who has the title 'Patrol Leader', I'm taking about who is in charge of the patrol. With such a rabble of little scamps that should be a girl. Let Rob wear the fancy uniform, but you take charge, of the patrol and of him" said Victoria.
"How?" asked Katherine.
"Well I thought you were doing a pretty good job of it earlier" said Victoria.
"Was I?" asked Katherine.
"Yes, and you were enjoying it too weren't you."
Katherine nodded and tried a small smile "Yes, I did" she said quietly.
"Good" said Victoria "All boys need girls to keep them in line otherwise they just run wild. It's the natural order of things. That means your patrol needs you to take charge. Let Rob strut about shouting the orders like an oversized cockerel when the adults are around, but it's you who are the real power. If there's any indiscipline take the boy, or the girl, aside and punish them. After you've bared their bottoms and spanked them a few times, especially in front of the other members of the troop they'll soon fall into line."
"But they'll complain, I'll get into trouble" said Katherine.
"No they won't. After we've finished with them tonight I'll furnish you with pictures of each of the boys doing something embarrassing. Show them the pictures. If they tell, the pictures go public" said Victoria.
"Oh my God!" said Katherine "Will that work?"
"Oh yes, it'll work. How many boys do you know want their sisters, or classmates, or mothers seeing them with a hard-on, or masturbating, or sucking another boy's dick" asked Victoria.
"No way! You couldn't take pictures of that!" said Katherine blushing.
"Already have" said Victoria "Ask Oliver and Mark."
"Mark? Oh my God, that was you!?" said Katherine.
"Ask Mark, see if he talks" suggested Victoria "If you keep your cool, and I think you've got what it takes, you can turn this pack of little monsters into a well ordered, well disciplined little playgroup for the girls. Whenever you want a penis to play with, it'll be there. Whenever you feel like smacking a bum, it's there. If you fancy any other kind of fun, that's there too" said Victoria.
"You aren't going to get us into trouble then?" asked Katherine.
"That depends on a number of factors" said Victoria.
"What factors?" asked Katherine growing nervous again.
"Three things: One, tomorrow afternoon at four O'clock I want you to come back to the lake here. I'll have someone bring you to our headquarters. There you will do whatever you are told, including stripping naked, and more" began Victoria.
"No! I couldn't!" said Katherine.
"Well the alternative is to join the boys here and strip in front of the rest of the patrol. Looks like the boys are all naked now..." said Victoria.
"Oh God! Alright, what's number two?"
"Two is how well you get on with training this rabble between now and when you leave. When do you leave by the way?" asked Victoria.
"Saturday" said Katherine.
"Right then, on Friday night you will bring the patrol to a place of my choosing and you and they will be tested. I'll work out the details later. If the troop passes the test then you're in the clear. But this means you've got a lot of work to do between now and Friday. I want every one of those scouts completely obedient, do you understand, including Rob" said Victoria.
"I don't know about Rob" said Katherine doubtfully.
"Work on him, hard, he needs it. Three, one of my boys was attacked by three of your girls today" said Victoria.
"I heard about that" said Katherine with a giggle.
"It's not funny, Katherine" said Victoria "I want your permission to deal with them."
"Okay, no problem" said Katherine.
"The boys are all stripped and we'll get to work on them in a minute, but in order for them to begin to learn that the girls are in charge the girls will not be stripped, instead they'll help with dealing with the boys. When you're in charge though you have to deal with indiscipline amongst the girls too. Deal with them in front of the other girls only, unless their crime is serious in which case deal with them in front of the boys. The boys should always be dealt with in front of the other girls. I'll have your three hooligans taken away so the boys don't see them stripped" said Victoria.
"Okay" said Katherine.
"Now, find that strong authoritative tone of voice you had before, find that fire in your belly, and get those juices flowing again" said Victoria sticking a hand up Katherine's skirt and rubbing her knickers.
"OOoooooohh!" said Katherine.
Victoria stood and waited for Katherine to join her before returning to the others.
The entire troop, with the exception of the girls, was stood awkwardly, nakedly, waiting in fear of what was to happen next. The gang kept a watchful eye on them, pacing up and down and giving challenging looks to any boy who looked like he might cause trouble. Alison's glare was particularly scary, and when she threatened to pacify a boy, even though he had no idea what she meant by that, he fell silent and obedient.
One boy had spoken up. He had looked Paul in the eye and objected, his pants still in place, refusing to remove them. Paul had grabbed the boy's arm and simply dragged him to Emily, before continuing his patrol round the frightened boys.
As soon as Emily took a hold of the boy Alison was on him too. Shell-shocked and indignant he had stood there in pain and humiliation; with his pants round his ankles, Alison's hand clamped to his compressed testicles, and Emily smacking his bottom vigorously. No one else had dared follow his example.
"You can be as harsh or gentle as you like with punishments for indiscipline" said Victoria as she escorted Katherine back to the boys "And sometimes you can even be generous, but disobedience is a big no-no. If you tell a boy to drop his trousers and he refuses you have to make an example of him. Whatever you tell them to do they're not likely to want to do it, in the early days anyway, but you have to teach them a very important lesson. They must always know that however much they don't want to do something, refusal will always bring a much worse fate down on them. That way they'll learn to obey quickly. "
"Okay" said Katherine.
"And don't be shy to get the others to help you. It's better often for you to stand back and give the orders, let the other girls or even boys handle the victims. Once in a while, in exemplary circumstances, you can get directly involved, but make sure when you do you are exceptionally unkind. Make them fear your direct involvement, then you can use that as another threat" said Victoria.
"Okay" said Katherine, beginning to feel a little bolder now.
"Let's start with Rob shall we?" said Victoria.
"Oh God, are you sure?" asked Katherine.
"Ben!" Victoria called out, and Ben was by her side in a flash.
"Go and get the digital camera. Tell Amy to stay where she is and carry on as planned. And run!" she said quietly so that even Katherine wouldn't hear her. Ben ran off at high speed.
"Is that the boy my girls picked on, or was it the other one?" asked Katherine.
"That was Ben, he was the one. I don't like my people being picked on, Katherine, and your girls are going to have to pay" said Victoria.
"No, I don't mind, it's okay" said Katherine.
"Can you assemble them for me?" asked Victoria.
"Jenny, Rebecca, Susan. Here please" shouted Katherine.
Mean and Moody, Gangly Sour, and Pretty Nubile, reluctantly ceased their ogling of the boys and made their way over to Katherine. They stood grinning, hoping they were going to be given a special mission regarding the boys.
"You three" said Victoria looking at them impassively "I want you to strip off now."
The girls shuffled their feet nervously, and looked at Katherine, but they made no move to undress. Victoria ignored them, instead she looked at Katherine.
"If these girls aren't naked by the time I get back, I want you to have the boys strip them. Then have the boys line up. I want every one of them to have a good grope and feel of these girls" and with that she walked off towards Paul.
Katherine looked at the girls "I don't know about you, but in your position I'd do as she said."
Paul saw Victoria coming and met her half way.
"Everything alright?" asked Victoria.
"Under control" said Paul.
"So what do you think? Madness?" she asked.
"I think I like living dangerously" he said.
"We haven't got started yet" she said.
"What about the girls? There's a lot of naked boy flesh here, but it'd be nice to have some girls to look at too" said Paul.
"The three that attacked Ben are going to be dealt with, you can take your frustrations out on them" said Victoria.
Paul looked over at the three girls who were stood with Katherine. They were already beginning to get undressed. "Can't say they're up to much. One of them's okay, I guess, but the other two..."
"After me darling, none of them are ever going to be up to much" said Victoria giving Paul a loving kiss.
"You brazen hussy" he said.
"Well, tomorrow you can play with Katherine, if you like" she said.
"Which one's Katherine?" asked Paul.
"The girl who was in charge. The one I just took off for a chat." said Victoria.
"Oh, she's not so bad" said Paul brightening up "Why tomorrow?"
"I'll explain later, we need to get this show on the road before rebellion sets in" she said.
Victoria gave Paul one last kiss and headed back to Katherine and the three girls. She called for Alison on the way. Alison bounded over and joined her by the time she had returned to Katherine. The three girls were removing the last of their garments.
"Just hang on a sec" said Victoria to Alison "We need to wait for Ben"
"Where's he gone?" asked Alison.
"He's doing a little job for me" said Victoria. Alison knew better than to enquire further.
Ben wasn't long gone; he came dashing back, breathing heavily and offering Victoria the camera eagerly. He stood and panted for a minute while Victoria petted him like a puppy. He beamed in response, and then suddenly noticed the three naked girls stood trying to cover their nakedness with their hands.
"Those are the three who..." began Ben.
"I know, darling, and they're yours to punish. Alison will help you" said Victoria, and she pointed back to the place the initiations had begun, near the sacrificial trees "Take them over there and punish them however you like. They're yours for the next hour, so make the most of it. When you're done bring them back here and let them get dressed."
"Um, okay" said Ben staring at Pretty Nubile.
"And Alison don't let him be too soft on them" said Victoria. She turned to the three girls "You go with Ben and Alison and you do whatever you are told, if I hear of any trouble at all I'll hand you over to the patrol, those boys can have your naked bodies for playthings for a couple of hours."
"Come on, girls, hands on heads and march!" said Alison smacking Mean and Moody on the backside. Faces full of misery and woe, the girls raised nervous hands to heads and trudged along with Alison and Ben.
"If girls are supposed to be in charge and Boys are supposed to do as they're told, why are you punishing them?" asked Katherine.
"Because Ben is mine. No-one interferes with my boys without my say so" said Victoria. She looked round at the embarrassed patrol; boys stood covering themselves fidgeting nervously; they were growing restless. The two remaining girls, still dressed, were also nervous. They didn't know what was going to happen to the boys or themselves, and they feared that they too might be ordered to strip at any moment.
"Let's go deal with this patrol leader of yours shall we" said Victoria, and she and Katherine walked off towards the restless boys.
Continued in Chapter Forty Eight