"We need to take the camera, just for protection" said Victoria.
"Check" said Paul.
"Some handcuffs'll be useful" said Emily.
"Check" said Paul.
"Riding crop?" suggested Victoria.
"Check" said Paul.
"Bag" said Emily.
"We'll make a list" said Victoria.
There was knock on the door, and Emily let Alison in with Ben and Amy.
"Morning darlings" said Victoria "Come on in, we've got a very exciting day planned."
Alison and Amy grinned broadly, while Ben began to look worried.
CHAPTER SIXTY THREE
Giles could hear the girls coming up the stairs, all giggles and whispers. Helen had left him on his own in her bedroom while she went to fetch them, and he sat apprehensively. He had no idea what humiliations Helen planned to put him through, but he was sure they were going to be terrible.
Helen's door opened, and Giles couldn't help but look up to see who was entering. Helen was first of course, and she wore a broad smile and her step had something of a cheerful skip to it. Behind her came Jenny in a light yellow summer dress. Her long blond hair cascaded around her slightly flushed face and her eyes sparkled with mischief.
Behind Jenny was Susan, who though only ten years old like the other girls, was provocatively dressed in low slung jeans and short top, which showed off a swathe of flesh around her midriff. Small breasts were beginning to emerge under her top and the smile she flashed at Giles was wicked.
Paula came into the room next wearing a yellow and pink floral dress. She looked, from head to toe, the perfect little girl, but the expression she wore would have looked more fitting on an imp from the lower planes. She gave Giles a small wave "Hi, Giles" she said, her voice sweet with anticipation. She carried a bag which bulged alarmingly.
Giles swallowed. This little collection of hell cats looked like they had abominable plans for him, and he began to squirm at the prospect of what they intended to do. Giles didn't have time to wonder what those plans might be, as he noticed another girl follow Paula into the room.
The fifth girl was Bridget, also ten years old, and wearing a dull brown t-shirt and an olive green skirt. Her expression was impassive and she regarded Giles with suspicion and apprehension. The whole impression was of a mousy girl who was rather shy.
"We're going to have such fun!" said Helen. Giles was entirely convinced that she meant the girls were going to have 'such fun', he did not imagine that the fun would be extended to him.
"Let's see what you've got then" said Helen, looking at Paula.
Paula marched over to the bed and emptied her bag onto it. Out tumbled a collection of clothes, and she sat down to sort through them.
"Knickers" she said, holding up a pair of white knickers with pink flowers embroidered on them.
"Socks" she briefly held up a pair of white knee length socks.
"Dress" she held up a frilly pink dress which would only ever be worn for a party or some silly formal occasion when girls were expected to look very girly indeed.
"Bra" she said, holding up an unremarkable white trainer bra.
"Bonnet" she said, holding up a straw hat with blue and pink ribbons dangling from it "Mum bought this for Easter one year, Debbie hated it."
"Sandals" she held up a pair of red strap-over sandals "But I don't think they'll fit."
"Handkerchief" she held up a small white handkerchief with little multicoloured butterflies embroidered in the corners.
"Who are those for, they're too big?" said Bridget confused.
"You'll have to wait and see" said Helen with a grin.
Giles stared at the clothes feeling nauseous. His stomach churned with the near certainty that Helen was going to make his strip naked in front of these little girls and then dress him humiliatingly in these clothes. His mind worked as quickly as possible to try to think of a way out, but all of his options came to the same thing. He either cooperated and humiliated himself, or he refused, ran away, or complained to his parents in which case Helen would claim he had done something very rude, the girls would back her up, and his stepmother would humiliate him in a very painful manner, and very likely in front of these very same girls. Neither option was desirable; neither option was even tolerable, but if he had to choose one of the two, and he knew he would have to choose, it would be the former.
"Stand up, Giles, time to get you properly dressed" said Helen cheerfully "But first we have to get you undressed."
Giles stood slowly, his body as heavy as lead and he avoided eye contact with the girls. They all grinned at him excitedly, except Bridget who was still confused about what was going on.
"Get undressed, Giles" said Helen, her voice as calm and even as if she had asked him pass her the salt at dinner. Giles brought his trembling hands to his shirt to begin undoing the buttons.
"No!" said Jenny "Why don't we undress him?"
"Good idea" said Helen "Giles just stand still and be a good boy. Come on girls, let's get his clothes off."
The girls swarmed Giles like bees around a pollen rich flower, small hands undid buttons, slid down his zip, and divested him of all of his outer clothes. Giles stood as still as was possible while being pulled this way and that, and his face burned with the shame. Bridget stood a couple of feet away watching, wondering whether they were really intending to strip this older boy naked.
Helen, aware that Bridget wasn't joining in, smiled at her "Come on Bridget, you can take his pants off if you like" she said.
Bridget stared at Giles as Paula pulled his trousers from his feet. He stood naked apart from his white y-fronts, and he did not look like he was enjoying himself. Bridget's confusion began to wane rapidly and, with a lick of her lips, she stepped forward.
"Does he want me to?" she asked unsure of herself.
"Ask him" said Helen, patting Giles on the bottom.
"Do you want me to take your pants off?" Bridget asked Giles a little shyly.
"No, thank you" said Giles.
"He does really" said Helen "He's just too shy to say so."
"No, I don't!" said Giles.
Helen smacked his bottom "Yes, you do!" she said firmly.
Bridget focussed her attention on Giles' pants and the bulge in the front. She was an only child, and apart from vague whispers in the playground she had no idea what to expect. She stepped forward, and before she touched him she looked at Helen once more for confirmation.
"Go on, it's alright" said Helen encouragingly.
Bridget took hold of Giles' waistband and pulled his pants down slowly, never taking her eyes off what was being revealed. Bare flesh appeared, then more bare flesh, then the top of Giles' penis. Bridget hesitated briefly before continuing. She stared breathlessly as more and more of Giles' penis was revealed until finally the whole organ was on display and his hairless scrotum hove into view.
Giles stood mortified as his nakedness grew to ever more embarrassing proportions. Just a few days ago these girls would have been terrified of him and would have regarded him with nothing but the deepest respect. They would not have dared to cross him for fear of the trouble he would have manufactured for them, but now he was an object of ridicule, a plaything; their plaything. Giles' skin crawled with the shame of it.
Bridget eventually pulled his pants right down to his feet and Giles was obliged to cooperate in their final removal with the lifting of his feet in turn. The girls all giggled excitedly, forgetting even to hide their mouths behind their small hands. Giles was conscious of the fact they were becoming more blatant, less shy of their outrageous actions, and this did not bode well for his future.
"Are we going to purge him again?" asked Paula hopefully.
"We can only do that if he's being very naughty and has a stiff willy" said Helen.
"When will it get stiff again?" asked Jenny.
"I don't know" said Helen.
"Couldn't we make it stiff?" asked Susan, mischievously.
"We could, but that would be cheating a little bit" said Helen, not entirely averse to the idea "And we shouldn't really touch his disgusting thing unless he's being naughty with it."
"What if we made him stiff without touching it?" suggested Paula.
"I've got a great idea!" said Helen suddenly "Let's have a competition. We'll take it in turns, and the one who can make him stiff, or the most stiff, wins, but without touching him" said Helen.
"What's the prize?" asked Susan.
"Um, I don't know" said Helen.
"How about the winner gets to do whatever they want with him for a whole hour" suggested Susan licking her lips again.
"Okay" said Helen excitedly, that sounds like a great idea "We'll draw lots to see what order people go in."
The girls gathered round while Helen wrote everyone's names down on a piece of paper. She tore the paper up so that each piece had one name on it and she folded them carefully. Giles watched the whole process apprehensively. He had no idea exactly what Helen had in mind, but he was determined to avoid an embarrassing erection in front of these girls.
Helen placed the pieces of folded paper and put them into a glass, giving it a good shake before putting her fingers in to take one of the names out. She stopped before she had taken one, and an evil grin crossed her lips "No, let's let Giles pick, it's his willy" she said.
The girls giggled loudly.
She offered the glass to Giles "Pick one!" she said.
Knowing he had no choice but to go along with whatever Helen wanted, Giles took one of the pieces of folded paper out of the glass, and he offered it back to Helen.
"No, you read it out, and ask whoever it is to give you a stiffy" said Helen.
Giles blushed, and was about to argue when Helen smacked him sharply on the bottom "Be a good boy, Giles or we'll have to spank you first"
Bridget, no longer able to remain quiet, and at the risk of appearing quite stupid, asked "What are we supposed to be trying to do?"
"Give him a stiffy" said Helen.
"What's a stiffy?" asked Bridget, feeling foolish.
"It's when his willy gets bigger and goes hard" said Helen matter-of-factly.
Bridget frowned and bit her lower lip. She still had no idea what Helen was talking about, but she ran out of courage, not wanting to appear any more ignorant "Oh" she said, as if that made things clear.
Giles unfolded the piece of paper he had picked and stared at it briefly "It says Jenny" said Giles.
"Ask Jenny to give you a stiffy then" said Helen.
"Will you give me a stiffy, please, Jenny" mumbled Giles.
"I'll try" said Jenny "Um... Let me think for a minute." Jenny stood staring at Giles for a little while, pondering how she was going to make his willy stiffen and she remembered how yesterday Helen had accused him of looking at Susan's knickers. She wondered for a moment if she was brave enough; if this would be too rude, and she made a quick decision. She wanted to win an hour of Giles' time; she thought she could have a lot of fun with an obedient plaything like Giles and so she threw caution to the wind and hoping that the girls wouldn't be outraged with her she lifted her dress off over her head.
The other girls gasped, partly at her audacity, but mostly at the sight of her underwear. Jenny wasn't wearing a bra, but instead had a short leopard skin halter top, and her knickers were skimpy with 'Kiss Me' emblazoned across the front in red letters.
Helen nearly choked, she could not imagine a girl wearing such things. If her mother caught her with anything remotely similar she'd be beaten for a week and called a brazen hussy or worse.
Jenny didn't even appear shy, she knelt up on Helen's bed, leaning back on her hands. There was only the slightest impression of any breast development, but the impression of her pussy lips could just be seen in her knickers. She smiled at Giles with what she hoped would be an invitation to something very naughty.
Giles could not help himself but stare at this pretty girl. She was only ten, but she was still a girl and his heart rate increased as a consequence. His penis twitched, but he made a monumental effort to keep it down. The girls, still gasping, stared at Jenny and then at Giles' willy and then at Jenny again.
"Not much reaction" said Helen "A little bit maybe, but not much more."
Jenny looked disappointed. She had hoped her bravery and sacrifice would yield results and that it would be enough to win her the prize. She pulled on her dress again with a frown and an expression of disappointment.
"Good go, though" said Susan "And really brave."
"He might be a bit tired in the willy department" said Helen "It might be harder than I thought."
"Doesn't look harder" said Paula, with a giggle. The girls all laughed heartily, staring at Giles willy. Giles blushed furiously and wished they would all just go away and leave him alone.
"Pick another one Giles" said Helen, offering Giles the glass again. Giles picked without looking. He unfolded it and looked at the name.
"Bridget" he said dully.
"And?" asked Helen, giving him another smack.
"Please give me a stiffy" he said equally dully.
Bridget was very uncertain, she did not really know what to do, but the girls were all watching her expectantly. Not wanting appear to be boring or prudish she began to undo her skirt. She slipped it down and stepped out of it revealing her unfashionable pale flowery knickers. This was more the sort of thing that Helen expected to see another girl wearing, but still rather racier than she would be allowed herself. Bridget pulled her t-shirt off next showing that she was not wearing a bra and had no reason to do so. Feeling a little uncomfortable in just her knickers, and with her very flat chest, she tried to strike a pose that might be attractive and adopted a carefree sort of smile.
The girls clapped and giggled, but Giles stared in silence. It was a nearly naked girl, and although that was an excitement in itself, Bridget's body was far too little developed to stir anything in him, and her loose knickers prevented him even a hint of what her fanny might look like. He wanted to ask her to take them off, but knew that would likely invoke a swift and painful response from Helen.
The girls switched their attention to Giles' willy and they shook their heads in disappointment.
"Nothing" said Helen "I think Jenny still has the lead, at least she got a bit of a reaction."
Jenny smiled, but Bridget just blushed. She didn't really want the prize, didn't know what she would do with it, but she was a little bit hurt by her failure to inspire any reaction in Giles. It left her feeling worthless and cheap.
Helen offered Giles the glass again while Bridget got dressed. He picked out another piece of paper and unfolded it. "Paula" he said "Please give me a stiffy" he said.
"I don't think you're entering into the spirit of this, Giles" said Helen "These girls are doing their best for you and you're not being at all grateful and you're making me cross."
Giles didn't know what to say or do.
"Say 'Paula please will you make my little willy all hard and stiff', and say it like you mean it" said Helen.
Giles swallowed, blinked, and the forced himself to say "Paula please will you make my little willy all hard and stiff" but it still lacked sincerity.
"The next one had better be a lot more convincing" said Helen "Or I'm going to fetch the hairbrush."
Paula stood thinking for a moment, unsure what to do. The idea of an hour to torment Giles was electrifying. She had a pretty good idea of what she was going to do with him, and she knew he wouldn't like it. She tried to decide if she would be brave enough to follow the other girls' examples. After a few moments, while the other girls and Giles watched her, she decided that to win the prize might mean having to make the sacrifice.
She pulled her dress off over her head revealing unremarkable white knickers and bra. She turned her back to the others and took her bra off, covering her breasts with her hands instinctively. She took a deep breath before turning to face Giles, knowing that she had a lot more breast to display than Bridget had, and Jenny had not taken her bra off. She was about to make the turn when suddenly, taking even herself by surprise, she dropped her hands from her breasts and pulled her knickers down.
There were squeals of surprise and delight from the girls who were not expecting such naughtiness, and even Giles reacted to the sight of her beautiful bottom with a twitch and slight rise in his penis. He fought to keep it from progressing any further.
Breathing heavily, and trembling slightly at her own daring, Paula crossed her arm over her chest, and placed a hand modestly between her legs, not knowing quite what to do next. She crabbed sideways over to Helen's bed, keeping her mind firmly fixed on her plans for Giles when she won him. She sat on the bed and swivelled her legs up and over and lay back, hoping that she had managed to preserve her modesty during the operation.
The girls continued to giggle, excited by the extreme naughtiness of Paula's complete nudity. They watched her as she settled herself on the bed, and they also kept half an eye on Giles and his reaction. Despite his best efforts Giles was growing more excited by the second, less at the sight of the naked girl than by her embarrassment and the blush which had blossomed on her cheeks.
"He's getting a bit excited" said Helen, hoping Giles would respond to one of the girls. Helen was now entirely happy to strip off. She wasn't shy of the girls seeing her, and Giles had seen her naked body so many times that although it was still embarrassing she wouldn't mind too much if the end result was worth it. The most attractive part was just the sheer naughtiness of it all. She had never imagined the girls would get undressed, much less strip completely naked in front of Giles. She was becoming quite excited herself and she decided she did not want to win this competition. She could have Giles do what she wanted any time she liked, she was much more interested in seeing how one of these girls would take advantage of the opportunity.
Paula looked over at Giles' willy and was disappointed to see that it was only half erect. She took a deep breath and prepared to expose herself completely. She couldn't quite bring herself to remove her hands from her body, but she did manage to lower her arm from her chest to her tummy, exposing her breasts, and then raise her hand from between her legs to rest it just above her hip.
Unable to look anyone in the eye, she stared up at the ceiling, feeling more naked and more exposed than she had ever been in her life before, and she could feel her face burning with the embarrassment of it. She concentrated on thoughts of tormenting Giles, and hoped it would be worth it.
The girls were shrieking now, unable to control themselves. This was about the naughtiest and rudest thing they had ever witnessed, and the sight of Paula lying on Helen's bed entirely naked in front of them and a fifteen year old boy was shocking and exciting and their feelings were expressed hysterically.
Paula turned her head and looked over at Giles' willy to see if her sacrifice had done the trick. He was definitely more erect than before, and she could see in his face how he was fighting to contain himself. It was nowhere near as erect as yesterday though.
"Halfway" said Helen "That's the best yet."
Paula was afraid that halfway wouldn't be enough; that Susan or Helen would achieve better, so she wouldn't get to play with Giles and her sacrifice would have been wasted. She didn't know what else to do, but as much as she wanted to win she just couldn't muster the courage to expose herself any more than she already had done. She covered herself up again, climbed modestly from the bed, and returned to her clothes to dress.
"That was brilliant!" said Helen "Well done Paula! Definitely the best yet." She thrust the glass at Giles, with only two pieces of paper left. Giles picked one, but his attention was mostly on Paula who was showing her bottom again as she dressed with her back to him. 'If only they were a little bit older' Giles thought to himself.
He unfolded the paper "Helen" he said "Please will you make my little willy all hard and stiff" he added with more feeling this time, afraid to cause Helen to become angry with him.
Helen was uncertain. She didn't want to cause Giles any excitement, preferring for one of the other girls to win, but on the other hand she didn't want to make the girls think she wasn't game and taking part properly. She also wanted to get undressed, just for the thrill of it, and partly in the hopes of encouraging Susan to do the same.
Helen quickly pulled her clothes off and stood in front of Giles covering herself up with her hands. She managed to ensure that she gave the girls a good look at her just pubescent body before covering herself, but Giles was denied this sneak preview.
She knelt on the floor, keeping her legs firmly closed, and by hugging her knee managed to remain substantially covered. It wasn't modesty that kept her in this elegant pose, but a fear of over stimulating Giles.
Giles was twitching and his penis was beginning to rise just a touch, and Helen glared at him briefly while the girls were busy gauging his response. Giles looked downwards at the floor, not quite sure what to make of Helen's glare.
"I don't think it's any bigger" said Paula, hoping no one would notice that it was perhaps a little bit bigger.
Susan who was to go next, did not want to present herself with any more difficult a challenge than necessary concurred "It's about the same" she said "Paula might just shade it."
Paula grinned her gratitude at Susan and looked back at Helen. Bridget and Jenny remained silent despite the fact they thought Giles was bigger now than with Paula.
Helen got up carefully and got dressed again "Aw, I thought I might have won" said Helen reasonably convincingly "But I think Paula is still ahead."
Paula grinned even broader, having expected Helen to argue over the result. She was confident now that victory would hers and her sacrifice had been well made.
Helen picked up the glass again and offered it to Giles.
"There's only one left" he said "It's Susan."
"Do it properly or I'll spank you!" said Helen, with a tone that did not brook argument.
Giles took the last piece of paper and unfolded it "Susan" he said "Please will you make my little willy all hard and stiff."
"I'll try" she said a little shyly. Susan also wanted to win this competition, and she wasn't sure if she was going to be capable of doing what was necessary. Jenny had only shown Giles her underwear and she wondered if Jenny was now regretting this conservatism. Bridget stripped down to her knickers, but she didn't have much that would attract a boy of Giles' age in any case. Paula and Helen had stripped completely naked, and although they hadn't exposed themselves a much as they might have, they had given him clear sight of their breasts and limited sight of their fannies.
She wondered if she could better them, if she could be brave enough and wicked enough to give Giles a real show. As her heart rate increased, and her breathing became a little ragged she started to rub her exposed tummy with her hand. Giles' eyes were glued to her naked midriff, and he wondered what she was going to do. He began to hope that she too was going to get undressed, even if it did cost him an embarrassing erection.
Susan lifted her short top off over hear head, and slid her hands deliberately and provocatively down her sides. She kept her eyes fixed on Giles's penis. She only needed go far enough to get him more excited than Paula had, once she had achieved that she wouldn't have to do anything more. She hoped she could achieve that goal before she had to take her knickers off.
Her bra was pale blue, and it was filled out slightly with immature breasts. Her hands slid down her sides to her low slung jeans and she began to undo them. Giles penis twitched, climbed just a little, but it was still short of halfway. Susan lowered her jeans. Her light blue knickers matched her bra, and again Helen was shocked at how sexy and fashionable they were. She wished she could be allowed underwear like this, but she knew it was an impossibility.
Susan kicked her jeans aside with what she hoped was a seductive manner, and she stroked her hands up her thighs and flanks to her bra. Still concentrating on Giles' penis, she unclipped her bra, and with a deep breath removed it. She made no attempt to cover her small breasts, but stood with her hips cocked slightly to one side.
She didn't care any more, she felt so sexy, so alive, so excited, that all inhibition had fled her, she smiled at Giles and poked her tongue out of the side of her mouth. Feeling confident all of a sudden, she winked at him.
Giles' eyes were fixed on the front of Susan's knickers where he was certain he could see the dark indications of pubic hair, but he had caught her smile and wink, and he gulped. His penis lurched slightly, wobbled up above halfway, causing the girls to gasp and hold their breaths, and then it bobbed down again to just below. The sound of escaping breaths was heard. Paula heaved a sigh of relief, but she wasn't out of the woods yet, Susan was still wearing her knickers. She hoped Susan wouldn't be brazen enough to take them off.
Susan was intending to be at least that brazen, and she rolled her hands to her hips and peeled her knickers down, self consciously, but with a show of bravado. Giles wasn't the only one who stared, the girls were also engrossed. Susan had much more pubic hair than any of the rest of the girls, and it fascinated them.
Now she was stumped, not sure what to do next. She tried to conjure up the image of something sexy and suddenly she remembered something she had seen on television late one night when she should have been asleep. She threw herself down into a lying position on Helen's floral sofa, and half hid her face behind her arm "Come on Giles" she said as sexily as she could manage "Show me your love pump." She wanted more than a show, she wanted him to bring it to her, for her to touch; she wanted him to stroke his big boy hands all over her body, make her feel like a real woman.
The girls collapsed in gales of laughter at this invitation. They had never heard anything so funny, and Bridget came very close to wetting herself. Giles did not find the invitation so funny, he almost threw himself on her, to grope and fondle her young body, to... do other things with her that he knew Helen would near kill him for. He remained where he was, but his penis didn't, it rose full mast and stayed there, throbbing painfully with desire.
"You tart" yelled Paula realising she had lost.
The other girls clapped as they struggled to bring their laughter under control.
"You were the first to strip naked" said Helen.
"So?" said Paula "I didn't make a tart of myself."
"You're just jealous because I won" said Susan, getting up and beginning to dress, a little disappointed that the game was now over.
"Susan's won" said Helen "No doubt about that, look at it!" They were looking at it. Apart from Bridget they had all seen it before, and she could not believe her eyes.
"It's... horrible!" Bridget said horrified at the sight.
"And dirty and disgusting, and he's a very, very naughty boy for having it" said Helen.
"But you made me!" exclaimed Giles.
"No we didn't" said Helen "No one made you, it's all your fault. You didn't have to have one."
"When can I start" asked Susan excitedly.
"Can I have a go" Paula said to Susan pleadingly.
"Okay" said Susan "We can all have a go if you like."
Paula clapped her hands and jumped up and down "Weeheee! Thanks Susan I'll be your friend forever!" she shouted in joy.
"We'll start after we've got him dressed" said Helen "We don't want to waste your hour dressing him do we?"
"Okay, that's fair" said Susan.
"Time to cover up that dirty disgusting naughty little boy body, Giles, I wonder what you should wear?" said Helen, a malicious grin forming on her lips.
Continued in Chapter Sixty Four