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Shame on You Mr. Hyde 
by Anonymous (address withheld)

***

Tom Hyde was a 25-year-old virgin until he 
happenchanced to meet Beverly, a beautiful domintrix, 
looking for a sex slave. (FFdom/M, bd, 1st, spank, 
tort, huml)

***

Tom Hyde couldn't believe his good luck. He had stopped 
into a local tavern on the way home from the office for 
a couple of drinks and to listen to some music. Tom was 
twenty-five and single and, since he lived alone, it 
was a good way to kill a little time and maybe meet 
some interesting people. He was listening to the music 
and glancing around the room when he first noticed her 
checking him out. 

She was beautiful. Tall, attractively built with dark 
hair and eyes, and legs that caught his attention 
immediately. She was wearing a very business-like 
outfit consisting of a knee-length skirt, dark blazer 
and high heels and appeared to be in her mid- thirties. 
Tom smiled back at her a bit shyly and was surprised 
when she got up and walked over to sit down right next 
to him. 

"I haven't seen you in here before" she said, easing 
herself into the chair and crossing those gorgeous legs 
almost teasingly. 

"Well, I don't come here often," Tom replied with a 
smile, then added, "But I certainly do like the looks 
of the place." Tom was pleased with his cool act and 
openly let his eyes flick down at her legs. 

She smiled as she noticed his downward glance and stuck 
out her hand. "My name's Beverly." 

"Nice to meet you, Beverly, my name is Tom. Do you come 
here often?" 

"I have an office around the corner and I occasionally 
like to stop in here after work on my way home," she 
replied. 

"What do you do in your office around the corner?" Tom 
asked, trying to act as charming as possible but unable 
to conceal a small shakiness in his voice. 

"I'm a Graphic Artist. My office is also my studio and 
I tend to spend a lot of time there, but occasionally I 
need to get out for awhile and just let my hair down." 

"I know what you mean," Tom said, shaking his head. "I 
work in a small office myself about a mile from here -- 
Venture Publications. Just my boss, a couple of co-
workers and a secretary. All women, which definitely 
has its benefits, but I also tend to spend far too much 
time there. I live alone and don't really have any 
responsibilities dragging me home at a regular time 
each night. It is good to get out once in awhile and 
just meet some new people." 

"Sounds like we have a lot in common, Tom. Say! I don't 
suppose you've had dinner yet, have you?" 

"No, just a couple of bourbons so I'm nicely mellow. 
What did you have in mind?" 

Beverly smiled at him invitingly. "I know this GREAT 
little place about a mile from here. Very quiet and 
very casual... actually, it's my place." 

Tom looked at her a bit stunned but recovered in time 
to give a small shrug and a smile. 

"With all the kooks running around, I'm not in the 
habit of inviting men I just met back to my house, but 
I feel very comfortable with you. I tend to trust my 
instincts." 

"Sounds good to me" he smiled. Should I follow you in 
my car?" 

"Actually, I usually walk to work on nice days like 
today. Why don't we both go in your car, if you don't 
mind?" 

"Let's go." Tom said, peeling off a few bills to leave 
for the tip and standing up. In her high heels, Beverly 
was about half a head taller than Tom, but she didn't 
seem to take notice of it and led the way to the door. 
Tom followed her, staring at the way her ass moved 
under her skirt as she walked. 

Beverly gave Tom the directions and soon they were 
parking in the driveway of a modest single-level house. 
As Tom was preparing to get out of the car Beverly 
reached over and patted his knee gently and smiled at 
him. Tom waited for Beverly to walk ahead of him to the 
door. Any excuse to get another look at that luscious 
ass of hers. He felt his dick begin to stir a little 
and tried to will himself to calm down. He didn't want 
the embarrassment of walking into her house with a 
hard-on. 

As soon as the door was unlocked and they were in the 
house Beverly asked Tom to sit down while she changed 
out of her work clothes. When she returned a few 
minutes later, Tom was surprised to find that she had 
changed into a loose robe and slippers. Whoa! Things 
were all of a sudden moving very quickly. The older 
woman saw the look of surprise on Tom's face and smiled 
down at him. 

"What's the matter, Tom? Haven't you ever been seduced 
before?" Well Tom hadn't, but the way his cock was 
pulsing he knew that tonight was going to be something 
special indeed. 

Beverly quickly moved to sit down on the couch next to 
Tom. She crossed her legs so that one perfectly formed 
leg stuck out through the opening of her robe and was 
bared almost to her hip. Tom's eyes were riveted to it 
and Beverly laughed a little as she placed one hand on 
his crotch and the other around the back of his head. 
She moved over him and planted a full kiss on his lips, 
squeezing his cock gently with her other hand. Tom 
moaned as her tongue darted into his mouth. 

"You're pretty hot, huh Tommy baby?" The older woman 
cooed over him. "Well that's just fine. "I have a 
feeling you're going to get a lot hotter before the 
night is over." She then opened her robe a little so 
Tom could see that she wasn't wearing anything under 
it. 

"You want some of this tonight?" 

"Mmmmm..." Tom moaned. His mind was reeling. Something 
in the way she had so quickly taken control of the 
situation seemed to make his erection even harder, more 
urgent. 

"You just be a good boy, sweetie, and Beverly will give 
you the best fuck of your life!" 

That would certainly be the case, for although Tom had 
had a few girlfriends and was generally good looking, 
he had never actually had sex with a woman before. He 
was beginning to be afraid that he might be the only 
twenty-five year old virgin in the world. But not for 
long! Beverly was working magic on him and he knew it. 
He wanted her desperately and SHE knew it too. 

As Beverly opened her robe wider his hands found her 
breasts and instinctively began cupping the mounds of 
soft flesh and fingering the nipples. His whole body 
was shuddering with desire when suddenly she pulled 
away and closed her robe. 

"Wait a minute Tommy. You don't get any of this until 
I've had my fun too. And right now, what I want more 
than ANYTHING is to see that cute little ass of yours 
and to hold it in my hands. Why don't you get out of 
those clothes?" As Beverly said this to the shocked 
young man she was rubbing herself through her robe, 
knowing inside the effect she was having on the 
inexperienced young man. 

Tommy was burning up with lust. He was confused, but he 
was also out of control. He had never been completely 
naked in front of a woman before but he slowly began 
removing his clothes, as if he no longer had a will to 
resist. 

Beverly exulted in his apparent bashfulness and was 
enjoying the way his hands trembled slightly with his 
shirt buttons. After the shirt and tee-shirt came off, 
Tommy fumbled a little with his belt buckle. One glance 
at Beverly sitting there licking her lips and showing 
off her legs was all it took, though, to get him back 
on track. 

Tommy kicked off his shoes and socks and with a deep 
breath let his pants fall to his ankles. As he stepped 
out of them he was standing there before this gorgeous 
woman, dressed in only his tight jockey shorts. Tommy's 
head was swimming. This woman had been a total stranger 
just an hour before and here he was about to stand 
stark naked in front of her so she could look at his 
ass! 

Beverly looked him up and down approvingly and then 
made a motion with both of her hands that he should 
also remove his jockey shorts... 

Tommy's face flamed red as he placed his thumbs into 
the elastic waistband and slowly lowered and then 
stepped out of his underwear. He stood there nervously 
with his hands over his genitals. Beverly motioned for 
him to move his hands away and he blushed even deeper 
as he dropped them to his sides. Beverly gazed at his 
exposed front with an appraising smile and nodded her 
head. "That's fine Tommy, now turn around slowly... 
stop. That's it. Now bend over from the waist and put 
your hands on the arm of the sofa. 

Tommy couldn't believe it but he was actually doing 
what she wanted. He had never in his life been 
completely naked in front of a woman! He was INTENSELY 
shy about his body and here he was, naked and bending 
over a piece of furniture so that this woman could get 
a better view of his ass! 

He blushed deeply but at the same time he felt a kind 
of relief. This was to be his first sexual experience 
and all he had to do was follow instructions. He didn't 
have to worry about botching things up or making the 
wrong move and being laughed at. One of his 
overwhelming fears was of doing the wrong thing and 
being laughed at by a woman, and this more than 
anything else was the reason he was still a virgin. But 
now that fear was gone, replaced by an excitement and a 
desire to put all of his trust in the hands of this 
woman. Beverly reached over and began softly caressing 
and then molding his ass-cheeks. 

"Oh, beautiful, baby! You have a great ass. I can see 
I'm going to have lots of fun with you, and if you play 
your cards right and be a good boy, you'll have lots of 
fun too! If not then you can put your clothes back on 
right now and leave and never come back. What's it 
gonna be?" 

Tom felt a slight panic at her ultimatum. The feel of 
her hands on his ass-cheeks was pure ecstasy. Without 
realizing what he was doing he began unconsciously 
rotating his hips just a little bit. Almost 
unnoticeable, but Beverly noticed it. And she smiled a 
self- satisfied smile as she waited for his response. 
Yes, she was going to have some fun with this one... 

"Yes Beverly. I'll do whatever you say. Just don't make 
me leave. Not now... I..." He was moaning now and 
rotating his hips in larger circles. Beverly reached 
one hand through his legs and began lightly stroking 
the underside of his penis. Starting at the bottom and 
lightly brushing the underside near the head. Tommy was 
almost out of his mind. "Y-E-S, Y-E-S" he began moaning 
over and over. His knees were shaking. 

Suddenly Beverly stopped and walked over to a closet 
from which she brought out a medium sized cardboard 
box. 

"I'm going to fuck you Tommy. I'm going to blow your 
mind, but it's got to be on my terms. Do you understand 
me boy?" 

"Yes, okay, I'll do anything you want. You're so 
beautiful... and, I love you." Tommy was almost crying 
now. 

"I can see that you do!" Beverly remarked. Then, taking 
two pair of handcuffs out of the box, she told Tommy to 
lie down on the floor on his back. She took the first 
set of handcuffs and placed one of the cuffs on his 
right ankle, then bent his leg upright and grabbing his 
right arm and pulling it up to meet his foot she 
clicked the second cuff over his wrist, thus shackling 
his right wrist to his right ankle. Tommy was confused 
and before he could really grasp what was happening she 
had the second set of handcuffs in her hands and had 
already snapped one end over his left ankle. 

"Wait a minute!" he cried, starting to panic. "W-what 
are you doing!" 

Beverly spoke gently and assuredly, "I told you Tommy, 
you're going to have to do it my way or no way at all. 
You either trust me completely or leave. There's no 
compromise. Now give me your left wrist." 

Tommy was confused and scared. He was scared of what 
was happening to him, but he was also even more scared 
of not going through with this. To lose his one chance 
at that luscious body. He looked at Beverly and 
suddenly he felt that he really could trust her. He 
slowly lifted his left arm to her. 

CLICK. With that sound it was all over. A split second 
afterwards he finally began to realize the incredibly 
shameful position he had just been chained into! He was 
stark naked in this strange woman's house, lying on her 
rug on his back with his knees bent and his legs up in 
the air. Left ankle chained to left wrist, right ankle 
chained to right wrist. He was open and exposed. More 
exposed than he had ever been in his life. More exposed 
than a man could EVER be... or so he thought. For 
Beverly was just beginning with him... Just beginning! 

Tom Hyde couldn't believe what was happening to him. An 
hour before he had been in a business suit at a local 
tavern where he'd been picked up by a gorgeous dark-
haired woman in her mid-thirties. Tom, still a virgin 
at twenty-five. Tom, who had never before been naked in 
front of a woman, was now in this woman's house, 
stripped naked and lying on his back on the floor in 
the middle of her living room. He had his legs up in 
the air and knees bent. His left wrist shackled to his 
left ankle and his right wrist shackled to his right 
ankle left him completely exposed to the eyes of 
Beverly, who was staring at him with her hands on her 
hips and a smug smile on her face. 

"My, my, you look absolutely yummy!" she said, shaking 
her head and barely suppressing a slight giggle. Tom 
moaned and rocked a little on his back. His wrists were 
cuffed to the inside of each of his ankles so he was 
unable to close his legs. He tried to imagine what he 
looked like just then but the thought made him shudder 
and blush an even deeper red. 

"Now don't you worry about a thing, Tommy. Beverly's 
gonna take real good care of you. But you've got to be 
truly mine, body and soul. You've bared your body to 
me. Now I want your soul, too." 

With that she sat down on the floor next to him and 
began lightly running her fingers up and down the crack 
of his ass. He began squirming and wriggling his hips 
and moaning, "Oh YES... I LOVE you!" His voice was 
shaking and his whole body twisting but she gave him no 
relief. His penis was rock hard and laying flat against 
his belly. She began lightly stroking it and then bent 
and touched the tip of her tongue to the sensitive area 
just under the head. This caused his cock to jump up 
and down and his anus began opening and contracting. 

Beverly cupped his balls and said in a cajoling, 
taunting voice, "I want you to bare your soul to me. I 
need to hear you confess your darkest and most 
embarrassing secrets to me. Tell me, Tommy. Tell me so 
I can own your mind along with your body." 

Tommy was writhing now. She would bring him near the 
point of ejaculation but she kept backing off just 
before he could cum. It was uncanny! The older woman 
could look at him and read him like a book. In a way 
Tommy wanted her to own him. All his life, worrying 
about meeting a girl and making love to her. Would he 
be awkward? Would she know it was his first time and 
laugh at him? Tommy couldn't bear that thought. Now 
here was Beverly. With Beverly he didn't have to hide a 
thing. He wanted her to know his innermost secrets. He 
thought a moment and began: 

"There's a girl who lives right across the street from 
me. Her n-name is Linda." He was squirming a bit but he 
still managed to get the words out. "She's a beautiful 
girl and she had an incredible crush on me. I didn't 
know it but I guess she fantasized a little and told 
some of her friends that I liked her back and someday 
we'd get married. I used to watch her from my window 
when she was outside. She's turning into a real beauty 
all right. Long trim legs and a pretty face. When she'd 
bend over to get something I'd s-stare at her ass... I 
know it was wrong of me, but I couldn't help myself." 

"One day she was outside with two of her friends when I 
happened to walk out to my car. She was dressed in pink 
shorts and sneakers and she stood in the driveway 
smiling at me. All of a sudden I started to get an 
erection! It was incredibly embarrassing. I tried 
shifting my stance and hoped that nobody would notice 
it. 

"I just wanted to get into my car and get away before 
anyone saw it. Just then her two friends came running 
up and said, 'Hello Mr. Hyde. Linda was telling us how 
the two of you are going to be getting married in a few 
years and live in your house. How exciting!' They were 
giggling and it was obvious that they were taunting 
Linda. I could have helped her out of this but I was so 
worried about getting out of there before they noticed 
my hard-on that I snapped back at her instead. 'That's 
not true. Linda is a nice girl but she shouldn't be 
making up stories. I already have a girlfriend and 
telling fibs like that can only cause trouble.' With 
that I managed to slip into my car, my erection 
subsiding somewhat. 

"Linda was shamefaced. I'd never seen a girl blush so 
red before. Her friends pointed at her and laughed and 
taunted, 'We KNEW you were lying. He already has a 
girlfriend. See! Hahaha! What would he want with a 
skinny little squirt like you anyway?' As I drove away 
I glanced in my mirror and saw that Linda was close to 
tears. She was looking at my car and I'll never forget 
how hurt she seemed that day. 

"The next day I saw her outside again and I wanted to 
go over and apologize to her but as soon as she saw me 
she ran into the house. I've never felt so low in my 
life. My carelessness had hurt her when all it would 
have taken was a little more tact to help her out. I 
felt so ashamed I didn't want to see her anymore and 
avoided going outside whenever she was around. I wished 
there was something I could do to make it up to her." 

"Don't worry Tommy, perhaps you will one day," Beverly 
said as she continued to torment him on the floor. Now 
that the story was over he began bucking his hips and 
pleading for Beverly to let him cum. 

"Not just yet, Tommy, but soon." Then she disappeared 
into the next room and came back with a small camera. 

"Now that you're almost ready, I want to take a few 
snapshots for my personal use." 

Tommy started twisting when he saw the camera but there 
was really nothing he could do about it. He was 
trapped. Beverly focused the lens and <CLICK> he was on 
film. She walked around him clicking a half dozen more 
shots. She told Tommy to smile once and to stick his 
tongue through his lips like he was really getting off. 
He didn't want to do it but she touched him a few times 
and promised that they were just for her own enjoyment 
and that they would both get off looking at them later. 

Tommy obliged. He had gone this far and each new step 
began seeming more and more natural for him to take. 
She then rolled him over onto his side and then up on 
his knees so that his head was on the floor and his 
arms were between his legs, still connected to his 
ankles. This brought his ass into prominence and she 
snapped a few more pictures. 

When she finally put the camera down she said, "Time to 
get some sleep Tommy, tomorrow's gonna be a big day!" 

"I can't stay here all night like this!" He cried. 
"Besides, it's only Tuesday night and I have to go to 
work tomorrow!" 

"Tomorrow you are going to call in sick," she said, 
matter-of-factly. "What's the name of your boss over 
there at Venture Publications?" 

"Mrs. Peterson," Tom said. "Gloria Peterson." 

"Well Tommy, tomorrow morning you'll call Mrs. Peterson 
up on the phone and tell her you've got a 24-hour bug 
and you won't be in. Then you'll spend the day with 
me." 

With that she bent over and lightly ran her fingers up 
and down the crack of his exposed ass once again and 
turned off the light. As an afterthought she gave him 
one stinging slap on his ass as she walked past him to 
her bedroom. 

"Good night, Tommy dear. Don't let the bed bugs bite!" 
Then her door was closed and she was gone. 

Tommy knelt there uncomfortably in the dark and tried 
to figure out just what had gone wrong. He was hot as a 
poker and the stinging from the slap made his dick 
throb even harder. Hell, she hadn't even let him cum 
yet! 

***

In the morning Beverly came to him and unlocked the 
cuffs. She told him where the bathroom was and to clean 
himself up. After that Beverly made them both coffee, 
toast and juice, while he called Mrs. Peterson to tell 
her he was sick and wouldn't be coming in that day. 

After they ate Beverly told Tommy to get dressed, but 
she held back his jockey shorts. "Your days of wearing 
underpants are over mister. From now on I want you bare 
underneath your pants." She gave him a playful pinch 
and watched as he got dressed. They walked out to 
Tommy's car and she said, "Let's go over to your house. 
I want to see where you live." 

They drove over in silence and soon came to a small 
white house in a sunny neighborhood. There was a 
driveway off to the right but Beverly told Tommy to 
park the car in front of the house and then they both 
got out. It was about 11:00am on a beautiful sunny 
summer day and there were four young ladies sitting on 
the grass near the car giggling and playing some sort 
of a game. 

Mrs. Whitford, one of Tom's neighbors, was sitting on 
her porch. She ignored him as they walked up the path 
towards the house. She was still mad at him. She had 
complained that one of his trees was blocking her 
sunlight and when he didn't do anything about it she 
took it upon herself to do a little midnight pruning. 
Tommy confronted her the next day and, in a moment of 
unusual anger, he called her a lying old witch! Now she 
wouldn't speak to him. Oh well, you can't have 
everything. The girls looked up and said "Hello Mr. 
Hyde" and then Tom and Beverly were on the porch, and 
then in the house. 

As soon as the door was shut Beverly grabbed Tommy by 
the crotch and told him to strip naked. Tommy didn't 
know why he jumped to obey her so quickly. Perhaps it 
was because he was still so horny from his unsatisfied 
evening. At any rate, in less than a minute his clothes 
were on the floor and he was stark naked. No jockey 
shorts this time. 

"Very good!" Beverly said, obviously pleased. "Now 
today you are going to do EVERYTHING I say. Not because 
I have a whole roll of film of you last night, but 
because deep down inside you really WANT me to take 
charge of your life." 

Tom winced when she reminded him of the photographs but 
he also knew that she was right. He did enjoy the 
feeling of helplessness before her. It was something he 
never acknowledged to himself. Perhaps this secret 
longing that he denied all his life was what had kept 
him so shy and afraid of girls. 

Beverly then ordered him down on the floor on all 
fours. Tom felt a little self-conscious, but at least 
the door was shut and all of the window shades were 
down. As he knelt there Beverly opened her pocketbook 
and took out a collar and leash. She put the collar 
around his neck and snapped the leash onto it. 

"Now, wouldn't the neighbors love to see you like 
this?" she teased him. Tommy gasped and blushed red as 
she tugged on the leash and began walking him around 
the room. She walked him into the kitchen and then into 
each of the two bathrooms, and finally the bedroom. 
After this she walked him back into the living room 
again. Tom's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment and 
Beverly was obviously enjoying this immensely. 

"Thank you for the grand tour, sweetheart. Now lie on 
your back and put your legs up in the air again with 
your knees bent wide. You can hold onto your feet for 
support if you wish. Now listen carefully. If you let 
your legs down for any reason, even for a second, I'll 
chain you in position like I did last night and then 
whip you." 

Tommy rolled over and succeeded in getting into the 
required position. Once again, with his knees bent and 
legs in the air he was on complete display to the older 
woman. She walked over to the telephone and said "Now, 
what's the phone number of that girl, Linda, that you 
told me about last night?" 

"NO!" Tommy snapped. Somehow he managed to retain his 
position, but she was taking this a little too far! 

Beverly walked over to Tommy and bent down and gave him 
a hard slap on his ass. 

"Don't you EVER say NO to me again, mister. Remember 
that roll of photographs that I have. I can be awfully 
mean when I don't get what I want, and right now I want 
you to keep your legs up and to tell me the phone 
number of that girl!" 

Tommy sobbed, his whole body shook. "It's in the 
directory right next to the phone. The name is Murray, 
Linda Murray... Oh God, please don't..." 

Beverly flipped down to the M's and found the number 
for Murray. It was right across the street just like 
he'd said. She dialed the phone and after a couple of 
rings she heard a young girl's voice on the other end. 

"Hello. Is this Linda Murray? Wonderful! My name is 
Beverly and I'm calling from Mr. Hyde's house. Are you 
very busy just now?... Oh... your parents are out and 
you're listening to some records with a couple of your 
friends. Well, honey, Mr. Hyde asked me to call and 
tell you he's sorry that he embarrassed you in front of 
your friends. He knows it was wrong of him and he 
wanted to apologize but he was afraid you wouldn't want 
to see him... That's right... If you wouldn't mind 
leaving your friends alone for awhile, would you mind 
coming over here so he can apologize to you in 
person?... I know, but he has something he wants to 
show you... You would? Wonderful! He'll be sooo happy! 
See you in a couple of minutes." 

Beverly hung up the phone and walked over to Tommy, who 
was openly sobbing and begging her not to do this to 
him. "One more thing we've got to get straight between 
us, mister. From now on, when you talk to me you will 
address me as 'Mistress'. You got that? Now I mean it. 
If you ever forget to address me properly from this 
moment on, well, you won't BELIEVE what I'll put you 
through. You got that sweetie?" 

"Y-YESS... Mistress," Tom managed to choke out. Just 
then the doorbell rang and Beverly went over to answer 
it. Tommy was on the far side of the room on the floor 
behind the sofa, so he couldn't be seen from the door. 
He tried to stop his sobbing, hoping that if he wasn't 
noticed Beverly... err.. Mistress Beverly would change 
her mind and send the girl away with some excuse. 

Beverly opened the door and there stood an absolutely 
lovely girl, just like Tommy had described her. She was 
about five foot four with dark hair. She was wearing a 
pair of white cut-off jeans that showed off her long 
trim legs, and a halter top. She looked up at Beverly 
but was obviously still a little undecided if she 
wanted to forgive Mr. Hyde just yet. He'd humiliated 
her, in front of her friends, and that kind of wound 
does not heal easily when you're a teenager. 

"You must be Linda. Hi, I'm Beverly. Won't you come 
in?" Beverly closed the door and stood right in front 
of her and said "Linda, I'm going to show you something 
but I've got to make sure you can handle it first. I 
know that Mr. Hyde embarrassed you in front of your 
friends. It was wrong of him, but he's paying for that 
right now. You see, Linda, Mr. Hyde has been very bad 
recently and he's being punished for everything he's 
done. He's on the other side of that couch right now 
and if you think you can handle it I believe he'd like 
to show you just how sorry he is... and the terrible 
price he's paying." 

"Oh...god...please...no!!" came a choked moan from 
behind the couch. Linda was taken back but then her 
curiosity got the better of her. 

"Yes, I believe I can handle it Beverly. At least I 
THINK I can." She was obviously interested and she 
lifted her head a bit and stood on her toes trying to 
see where the noise had come from. 

Beverly led her through the room and around to the back 
of the sofa. When she first saw him she gasped and took 
a half step backwards. Then she caught hold of herself 
and walked a little closer. Tommy had maintained 
position. He was lying there with his legs up and 
spread wide and his knees bent. His eyes were closed 
tight and he was shaking his head back and forth and 
murmuring "No...please don't let her see me like 
this... pleeease..." 

"Look who's here to see you, dear. Open your eyes and 
say hello to Linda." Tom slowly opened his eyes and saw 
the two of them standing there. The tall mid-thirtyish 
woman dressed in casual slacks and a blouse, and the 
teenager with the short cut-offs and the legs that 
wouldn't end. Beverly was smiling at him with a look of 
pure innocence, as if there were nothing wrong with 
this situation, while Linda stared wide-eyed in 
disbelief. That disbelief slowly changed into a look of 
smug satisfaction as she turned to Beverly and said, 
"Thank you Beverly. I'm sure I can handle this. He's 
getting just what he deserves!" 

"Oh, it's not over, honey. Hardly even started, 
actually. You see, Tommy has been such a bad boy that 
he's going to get a spanking! Right here. And he's 
going to ask you to be the one to give it to him. Isn't 
that right, Tommy?" 

Tommy's face was scarlet. In spite of himself he had 
also got a raging hard-on and he knew that Linda was 
staring at it, along with his exposed balls and his 
winking anus. He was already fucked. He knew his life 
wouldn't be worth shit if Linda or Beverly told anybody 
about this. "Yes, Mistress" he managed to choke out. 

Turning to Linda, Beverly asked, "Wouldn't you like to 
give him the spanking that he deserves?" 

"I don't know," Linda replied. I think he deserves to 
get one but I don't think I want to be the one to do 
it. I wouldn't mind watching, though!" She grinned 
smugly at Tommy. 

"Oh, well that's a real shame. Perhaps Tommy can change 
your mind if he begs you well enough. He had better 
HOPE that you agree to spank him..." she added 
ominously. 

"You see, in twenty minutes Tommy is going to get a 
spanking. Either you or I will do it. If you do it, it 
will be right here in the privacy of his living room. 
If he can't convince YOU to spank him then I will do it 
myself, only I will do it outside in the back seat of 
his car." 

Tommy almost choked when he heard this! He started to 
sob uncontrollably. Beverly continued, "If I have to be 
the one to do it, I will lead Tommy outside just as he 
is now, naked and leashed, on his hands and knees, 
right up to his car where those four girls are still 
sitting. I will put Tommy into the back seat and spank 
him until he cries. I will then take him out of the car 
and lead him back into the house the same way. 

"This isn't an idle threat, I assure you I'll do it. 
The only way that Tommy can avoid this ordeal is if he 
can get you to give him the spanking. It has to be hard 
and at least 100 slaps. Anything less won't count. Now 
you have a choice to make Linda. Are you mad enough at 
him to see him humiliated like this, or would you 
prefer to administer justice yourself?." 

"I-I... just don't know," Linda stammered. "That would 
be horribly embarrassing for poor Mr. Hyde..." but 
Beverly noted to her satisfaction that Linda's young 
nipples were hard as little bullets against her top and 
she still had that little smile on her lips. 

"Well, I guess it's all up to Tommy then. Tommy, you 
have exactly 20 minutes to beg Linda to give you a 
spanking. I'm talking REAL humiliation here! You're to 
wiggle your ass and beg and plead and do anything you 
can to humiliate yourself in front of her and if you do 
a good enough job, perhaps Linda will feel that you've 
been shamed enough. If not..." She left the rest 
unspoken. 

"By the way, I see that you have a nice little home 
entertainment center here... what's this? Oh lovely, a 
video camera! I think I'll just set this up here so I 
can have some fond memories for my `personal' 
collection." She laughed as she set the video camera up 
on a tripod, turned the power on and began to focus on 
poor Tommy. 

"First thing Tommy, I want you to reach around with 
your left hand and insert your middle finger into your 
asshole. That's right, now I want you to take your 
right hand and begin to jack off for Linda and me. 
Remember, DO NOT CUM! If you do, your fate will be 
sealed. Now, camera's rolling, you have 20 minutes 
starting NOW!" 

Beverly stayed by the camera but Linda chose to sit 
down on the sofa right in front of Tommy, who was 
pumping with both hands. 

"Please Linda, please spank me!" He cried. "I was such 
a bad boy to humiliate you in front of your friends and 
I'm really sorry. Please spank me... p-please." 

As the camera whirred, Linda warmed up to this unusual 
opportunity. "Take your finger out of your asshole 
Tommy and use your left hand to spread your ass-cheeks 
as wide as they'll go! Use only two fingers to rub your 
dick!" She was really getting into this. For the next 
ten minutes Tommy subjected himself to the most intense 
humiliation possible. He told Linda that he was a 
naughty little boy and that he really wanted her to 
give him a spanking. 

He crawled around on the floor slapping his own ass as 
the camera followed his every move. The two ladies were 
laughing hysterically! "This is just too much!" Linda 
said, wiping her eyes. "You know, I think I just might 
spank him, but before I do, do you think it would be 
all right if I called my two friends over to see him 
beg some more? They'd LOVE it!" 

"I think that's a simply marvelous idea, Linda! What do 
you think, honey? Should you ask Linda to invite her 
friends over to see you beg, or do you want to 
disappoint her?" 

"P-P-Please L-Linda... please ask your friends to come 
over to see me beg..." Tommy was completely out of 
control. He had gone so far out on a limb that he knew 
there was no stopping. Beverly had so much on him right 
now that there was no way he could refuse her anything. 

Beverly put the camera on hold and told Tommy to stop 
touching himself, but maintain position. In the 
meantime Linda grabbed the phone and anxiously punched 
in her number. "Hello Tina? This is Linda, yeah I'm 
still across the street but you gotta see this!" she 
blurted out in her teenage excitement. "Mr. Hyde is 
over here with me and another woman and he's got no 
clothes on! 

"That's right, he's butt-naked and that's not all... 
he's being punished! In a few minutes he's going to get 
this incredible spanking and I thought that you and 
Ellen would like to see it... but listen up. This is 
really important. You GOTTA promise never to say 
anything about this to ANYBODY. You promise? Great! 
Come on over, and hurry!" 

This was crazy, Tom thought. Right now he should be at 
work, doing his job while trying to cast covert glances 
at the luscious asses of his two co-workers. Just 24 
hours earlier he had been doing exactly that. Now here 
he was waiting for three teenage girls to look at HIS 
ass and hear him beg one of them to give him a 
spanking! And there wasn't anything he could do about 
it. 

He had degraded and shamed himself to a level that was 
almost unimaginable. And it was all on tape! Tommy 
wiped the tears away from his eyes just as he heard the 
rapping on the door. From the giggling he heard on the 
other side he knew it was Tina and Ellen. Linda rushed 
to the door and opened it. 

"Come on in, hurry! Remember, not a word to anybody, 
promise? Wait till you see this!" 

She led the other girls over to where Tom was lying on 
the floor. Just like her, they both stopped and took a 
half step back. But then they both put their hands over 
their mouths and bent over laughing. Perhaps it was 
because they had some idea what to expect, or perhaps 
it was because there were three of them together, but 
they warmed up to the sight almost immediately. 

"I thought you were joking!" Tina gasped, "but this is 
un-real! Is he really going to get a spanking?" Both of 
her friends looked at each other and started giggling 
again. 

"Yes" replied Beverly. "I can assure you of that. Right 
now it's just a question of who... and where," she 
added looking down at Tommy with a smile on her face. 

"Watch this!" Linda said, "Tommy, I want you to 
apologize for lying about our... relationship. Then I 
want you to kiss my feet, then Tina's feet, then 
Ellen's feet, and then return to what you were doing 
before I called them over." 

Linda motioned to the other two girls to sit on the 
couch with her as Beverly turned the video camera back 
on. 

Tommy got on his knees in front of Linda. "I'm soooo 
sorry that I lied to your friends when I said that I 
wasn't interested in you. That was a bad thing to do 
and I beg you to forgive me." 

He then put his head down and kissed Linda's sneakers. 
He crawled over to Tina and Ellen and kissed their 
sneakers too. Then he crawled back to where he had 
been, got back on his back with his legs up in the air 
spread wide and his knees bent and began begging Linda 
once again to give him a spanking. 

Tina and Ellen went nuts. They couldn't believe what 
they were seeing! Tom began stroking his penis with one 
hand and spreading his ass-cheeks with the other. His 
anus was opening and closing like a fish's mouth, 
gasping in the air, while the three girls laughed, and 
the camera whirred. 

After about five more minutes of this, Linda said, 
"Okay Beverly, I think he's shamed himself enough. I 
guess I'll give him a spanking." 

Tears of happiness flowed in Tom's eyes. "Oh Thank you! 
Thank you!" 

Linda made a motion for Tom to get up and drape himself 
across her knees. Both Tina and Ellen were still 
sitting beside her so they got a great view. Linda 
lifted her hand into the air and WHAP! That was one. 
She was a little surprised by the sound but her hand 
felt good against the yielding flesh of Tom's ass. 

"That's one," Beverly called out. "Ninety-nine more to 
go and they better be HARD ones or they don't count." 

Linda began to get a rhythm going. As she slapped, Tom 
bucked and sobbed and her two friends laughed their 
hearts out. Beverly watched from the side, still 
directing the video camera. 

At fifty slaps Tom was sobbing out of control. At 
fifty-five slaps, a loud buzzer started sounding. It 
made everyone stop to see what was going on. Beverly 
opened her pocketbook and reached in to take out what 
looked like a small kitchen timer.

"Oh my!" Beverly said, "looks like time's run out, and 
you haven't had your whole spanking yet. What a pity!" 

Tom stopped sobbing almost instantly. He couldn't 
believe what he was hearing! She wouldn't really do it, 
would she? She couldn't possibly, could she? "NO-NO-NO, 
it's not fair! You can't do that to me!" Tom fell off 
Linda's knees to the floor and began sobbing again. 

"What was that, mister!" Beverly barked as she walked 
over and stood directly over his pathetic form. "Did I 
hear the NO word from you, after I've warned you?" 
Beverly looked down at him and began chuckling. "I was 
only going to say that since Linda had not finished, 
you were going to have to beg her for some more time. 
Tom's heart sunk. "But now you have to be taught once 
and for all that you NEVER say NO to me." With that she 
reached down and picked up the leash. "Let's go, chum. 
We're gonna take a little walk in the fresh air!" 

Tom's mind was reeling. She couldn't actually be going 
to do this to him, could she? She had been just using 
it as a threat to get what she wanted, wasn't she? This 
was unimaginable shame! He had just spent the last 20 
minutes humiliating himself in front of her and three 
teenage girls in his own house, begging until Linda 
agreed to spank him while they all laughed. Now, was 
Beverly really going to follow through with the rest of 
her plans for him? Oh God, please don't let it 
happen... 

"What's she gonna do with him now?" Ellen asked. Linda 
and Tina were too busy laughing to speak but Linda 
finally got her composure and said "You ain't seen 
NOTHING yet! Just watch!" 

Beverly tugged on the leash and pulled Tom, naked and 
on all fours, towards the front door. "You brought this 
on yourself, young man. I'm going to teach you a lesson 
you'll never forget. NEVER say NO to me again!" With 
that she grabbed the handle and swung open the front 
door, flooding the living room with light from the 
bright sunny day. 

"Oh P-L-E-A-S-E!! Don't do this to me Mistress!" Tom 
wailed. "I've learned my lesson, honest! I PROMISE I'll 
never say NO to you again. Only please don't take me 
outside like this. Someone might see me!" 

"Someone's definitely gonna see you alright," Beverly 
laughed. "Those four girls who were sitting on the lawn 
near your car are still there! And that old woman is 
still on her porch. You'll be seen alright. The 
question is, by how many and for how long?" 

With that she gave one more tug on the leash and led 
Tommy out onto his front porch. The three teenagers 
inside were holding their stomachs laughing again and 
their eyes were riveted to Tommy's flaming red ass. 
Proof positive of the spanking he'd just received over 
Linda's knees. 

Beverly bent over Tommy and whispered quietly "Remember 
that tape I just made of you. I can have a lot of 
copies of that made up by tonight and you wouldn't 
believe how vindictive I can get when I'm not happy." 

Tommy felt his heart in his stomach. Though it was a 
warm day the wind felt cool against his naked body, 
especially against his flaming hot ass-cheeks. With one 
final tug Beverly led him down the steps and began the 
slow trek down the path to the car parked in front of 
the house. Nobody had seen him yet. The four girls 
seemed to be pre-occupied with their conversation. As 
they neared the car one of them happened to look up and 
she inhaled a big gasp of air. 

"LOOK!" she pointed. 

Immediately the other three girls stopped what they 
were doing and looked up to see what she was pointing 
at. He was about 20 feet from them, but by the time he 
got to the car door he would be within 10 feet and in 
full view. His cock was still stiff from his previous 
ordeal and his arms were shaking as he crawled. This 
only increased his shame. 

"That's Mr. Hyde!" one of the girls said. "What are you 
doing to Mr. Hyde, ma'am?" 

"It's a secret," Beverly said. "Can you girls keep a 
secret?" 

"YES!" they all chimed. "We won't tell... what are you 
doing?" 

"It seems that Mr. Hyde here has been a VERY naughty 
boy and I'm going to give him a spanking." 

"You can't do that," one of the girls said. "He's too 
OLD for a spanking." 

"Oh no he isn't," replied Beverly. "He was VERY naughty 
and he's going to get treated just like any other 
naughty little boy would." 

"Wow!" Another of the girls giggled. "Can we watch?" 

"I'm afraid not, but you'll be able to listen!" With 
that they had reached the car and Beverly reached out 
to open the door. "Ooops, it's locked. I don't suppose 
you have the key on you?" she laughed. The girls 
laughed too. Where would he be carrying a key? Tommy 
groaned and then Beverly reached into her pocket. "Here 
it is, just teasing you!" Again the four girls laughed. 

Tommy wanted to die of shame. Beverly opened the car 
door then reached in to swing the seats to their most 
forward position, giving her as much room as possible. 
She got back out and then ordered Tommy to climb into 
the back seat and kneel on all fours on the seat 
cushion with his face pressed all the way down and his 
rump up in the air. 

Beverly climbed in after him and closed the door. The 
first thing she did was to reach over and open all of 
the car windows. "My, it's stuffy in here. Let's get a 
little air circulating." 

Tommy just groaned. They'll hear all right, every slap. 

Before she started, Beverly had a few words for Tommy: 
"Now listen, sweetie. I'm going to spank you until you 
cry. Do you hear that? I don't care how long it takes 
but I will keep spanking you until you're crying like a 
baby. Now if you resist me, well that means that we're 
gonna be out here a looooong time, drawing more 
attention every minute. That's all I've got to say." 

With those terrifying words she lifted her hand up and 
delivered the first stinging CRACK! right onto his 
already burning ass-cheek. 

"Owwwww!!" Tommy wailed. "Please..." he whimpered. 
Beverly gave him no relief but continued slapping his 
ass, varying the rhythm and moving from cheek to cheek. 

"Wow! He's REALLY getting it good!" he heard one of the 
girls exclaim. The others just giggled, as young girls 
will. Another of the girls crept around the back of the 
car and stood up to peep into the window on the 
opposite side. When she did she was only about a foot 
from Tommy's head. "WOW!" she said again. "You should 
see how red his bum is!" 

That was the last straw. Tommy couldn't hold out 
anymore. He began crying his eyes out just like a baby. 
His whole body heaved and shook with sobs. He was 
suffering from far worse than the pain. Tommy, who was 
still a virgin... who until last night had never taken 
his clothes off in front of a woman... who's greatest 
fear was that one might laugh at him... had sunk so low 
that he knew he could never ever look a woman, of ANY 
age, in the eye again without blushing red from 
embarrassment. 

Beverly heard the tears and stopped the spanking. She 
opened the car door and got out, pulling at Tommy's 
leash until he followed her. Back on all fours he was 
led again, up the path towards his porch and open door. 
Mrs. Whitford was on her way there too. She wanted to 
intercept them before they got into the house. As Tommy 
was led up the porch stairs Beverly paused a bit so 
that Mrs. Whitford could catch up. This left Tommy 
kneeling on the top stair of his front porch with his 
red ass still facing the laughing girls, who had 
followed him back to the porch. One of them reached out 
and touched it. "WOW! it's hot!" she said. Each of the 
girls wanted to touch his ass while Mrs. Whitford came 
puffing up the stairs. 

"I saw what you did!" she said to Tommy. "That was 
disgusting, and in front of those young girls, too. I'm 
going to call the police and have you ARRESTED!" 

"Now wait just a minute please, ma'am" Beverly said. If 
you have him arrested then they'll take him away and 
give him clothes and lock him up. If you don't say 
anything then he'll stay with ME, and I have LOTS more 
things in mind for this young man!" 

At that Mrs. Whitford stopped short. She looked down at 
Tommy, who was still sobbing uncontrollably and slowly 
a huge grin spread across her face. "Now that you 
mention it, I guess I didn't see anything after all... 
and I was out here on my porch ALL DAY!" She leaned 
over so Tommy could see her face. "I'm glad you found a 
woman who knows how to handle you, Mr. Hyde." She 
chuckled and stood upright. As she walked down the 
steps she took the opportunity to give his ass one more 
wallop and then walked back to her porch, laughing the 
whole way. "Yup!" she yelled. "I was out here ALL DAY 
and didn't see nothing!" 

Beverly led Tommy back into the house and shut the door 
as the four girls yelled "Bye, Mr. Hyde! We didn't see 
NOTHING either!" The door swinging shut mercifully 
closed off their giggling. 

Back in the house, the three teenage girls had been 
anxiously awaiting Tommy's return. They didn't want to 
go outside in case anybody saw them with Mr. Hyde like 
that. 

"That was excellent, Beverly," said Linda. "I don't 
think I ever had so much fun. The other girls agreed. 
"What are you gonna do to him now, Beverly?" asked 
Tina. 

"That's about all for today, girls. Poor Tommy has had 
a very hard day and he's gonna need his rest. He has to 
go to work tomorrow. Speaking of hard, I don't think 
poor Tommy's had a chance to cum yet. Tommy, would you 
like to jack yourself off for us before the girls have 
to go home? I think you know the required position." 

Tommy moaned. Would this never end? The three girls 
went back and sat on the couch again while Beverly 
resumed her position at the video camera. Tommy crawled 
over and laid on his back in front of the couch, facing 
the girls. He lifted his legs into the air, widely 
spread and bent at the knees. Beverly warned him not to 
cum until all three teenage girls had given him 
permission... or else! Tommy grabbed hold of his 
throbbing cock and began pumping it hard. 

"No, not like that," Beverly said. "Use just your thumb 
and two fingers, and when you start getting close you'd 
better beg these young ladies to let you cum. You 
wouldn't want to see me angry at you again..." 

That's all Tommy needed to hear. He grabbed his cock in 
the prescribed manner and began stroking it while the 
girls looked on in wonder. None of them had ever seen 
an erect penis before today. Now they were about to see 
a man masturbate right in front of them! 

It only took a short while before Tommy could feel the 
pressure building up in him. He began to beg the girls 
"Please Linda, please let me cum, please Tina and 
Ellen, please..." The girls were mesmerized. They could 
see the sweat beading up on his forehead. They could 
see him squirming and wiggling his ass on the carpet. 
And best of all, they could hear him begging THEM to 
allow him to cum! When he was thrashing around wildly, 
first Tina and then Ellen told him he could cum. Linda 
was still holding out. After all, this was HER revenge 
and she wanted to savor it. 

Finally, as he was arching his back and begging her 
pitifully, she smiled a real big smile and said "OK, 
you can cum... asshole." With that the girls saw him go 
completely stiff. His balls seemed to rise up in his 
sack and nest close to the base of his cock. Suddenly 
he was moaning loudly and his balls were shooting jets 
of white cum up into the air. While some of it shot 
over his head, most of it landed on his chest and 
stomach. After he stopped thrashing around Beverly said 
"That's it, shows over girls. I hope you enjoyed 
yourselves." 

"Oh yes, thank you soooo much Beverly. We had a great 
time and don't worry, we won't breathe a word of this 
to anyone, except to ourselves of course. We'll be 
talking this over for a long time!" 

"Glad you could come, girls. Say, are you girls gonna 
be free for dinner tomorrow night? I could make a meat 
loaf and we could have Tommy here wait on us! Would you 
like that?" 

"Great! Sure!" they echoed. "We wouldn't want to miss 
tomorrow, especially after what we just saw today! 
Thank you. Thank you very much!" 

As the girls left they took one last look at Tommy. He 
was still on the floor. Then they closed the door 
behind them. Tommy could hear their laughter as the 
door shut. 

Beverly began rewinding the video tape. "Well, young 
man. You've had quite a day, haven't you!" I'm going to 
leave you now. I've got some work to do in my studio. 
You get some rest and go to work tomorrow. Just make 
sure that you leave work by 4:30. I want you in this 
house before 5:00pm and woe betide you if you make me 
wait. Tell Mrs. Peterson that you have a doctor's 
appointment or something, but don't keep me waiting... 
and remember, no jockey shorts!" 

Beverly bent down and kissed him gently on the 
forehead. Then she grabbed the tape and went out the 
door. 

***

Tom woke up the next morning and for a moment he 
thought the entire day before had been a dream. Then as 
he sat up he winced as his sore ass rubbed the sheets 
and he realized that it had all been real. How could he 
have done those things to himself! In front of Linda 
and her friends and the girls out by the car! God, even 
Mrs. Whitford had seen him! 

He showered and shaved and began to get dressed for 
work. He had already put his jockey shorts on when he 
remembered that he wasn't allowed to wear them anymore 
and he pulled them off. His trousers felt weird against 
his bare ass and the soreness would be a constant 
reminder of the day before. 

He made himself a cup of coffee and a piece of toast 
and opened the door to leave. His car was still parked 
in the front of the house where he'd left it yesterday. 
As he walked out to it he remembered his last walk to 
this car and shuddered. He glanced around but nobody 
was outside yet so he hurried and got into his car. 

The seats were still pushed up and he had to close the 
windows. Another shameful reminder of what had happened 
here just a few hours earlier. Tom drove to work, 
parked his car, and went into his office at Venture 
Publications. He saw Carol and Marie sitting at their 
desks, beautiful as always. They smiled at him and for 
some reason he blushed deeply. 

Marie winked slyly at Carol. The two women knew that he 
was stealing peeks at them and they delighted in 
teasing him along. They purposefully wore sexy clothes 
to the office and found excuses to bend over to get 
files and such when they knew he was watching them. The 
secretary, Louise, was another story. Early fifties, 
frumpish and widowed. She thought Tom was a real yuppie 
big-shot and she avoided talking to him whenever 
possible. "Too big for his britches" she said of him on 
several occasions. 

In the large private office sat Mrs. Peterson, his 
boss. 

"Good morning Tom, hope you're feeling better today," 
she said, with only partial sincerity. She suspected 
Tom had been goofing off yesterday and was irritated 
because it meant more work for her to do. 

"Good morning Gloria. Yes, I'm much better, Thanks. 
Say, I have a doctor's appointment at 5:00 and I'd like 
to leave a little early to make it. Would that be all 
right?" 

"Fine Tom," Mrs. Peterson said, and made a mental note 
to herself to have a talk with Tom if this skipping of 
work started turning into a regular thing. 

Tom put in an uneventful day. Carol and Marie noticed 
he blushed a lot quicker whenever they caught his eye. 
Louise just ignored him and Mrs. Peterson had to go out 
for a good part of the day but was back in the office 
by 3:30. At 4:30 Tom got up from his desk and said 
goodbye to Mrs. Peterson and the girls. He left the 
office and drove straight home. When he got home he 
parked his car in the driveway. He saw Mrs. Whitford 
sitting on her porch as usual but thankfully the rest 
of the street was empty. He quickly walked into his 
house. As he glanced up at Mrs. Whitford's porch he saw 
that she was watching him with a big grin on her face. 
Oh God... 

He was surprised to find the house empty. He fixed 
himself a drink and sat in the living room on the sofa 
and waited. At 5:45 Beverly knocked on the door. 

"Hello Tommy, sorry I'm late but I had an errand to do 
in town." She giggled then rushed into the kitchen. 
"I've got this meatloaf to prepare and the girls will 
be here in 45 minutes. You'd better take a shower while 
I start in the kitchen." 

Just like that, like nothing in the world was out of 
order. Tom walked into the bathroom and took his 
clothes off. Beverly ran in once just to make sure he 
wasn't wearing any underpants and smiled sweetly at him 
when she saw that he wasn't. 

By the time Tommy came out of the shower the meatloaf 
was already in the oven. He towel-dried his hair and 
started into the bedroom to get some clean clothes. 

"Oh no, sweetie. No clothes tonight! Linda and her 
friends are coming over, remember?" Tommy looked at her 
in disbelief but her face suddenly turned hard and she 
said. "Down on your knees, mister. You're going to be 
serving us tonight." 

She then went to her pocketbook and fished out the 
collar and leash she had used the day before and 
fastened them on him again. But that wasn't all. She 
continued fishing through her pocketbook and came up 
with a piece of folded pink cloth. "Look what I got for 
you to wear!" As she opened it he saw with shock that 
it was a large pink baby's bonnet with little ruffles 
and a bow on each side! She placed the humiliating 
thing on his head and fastened it under his chin with a 
bow knot. "Oh it's so cute!" she giggled. 

"Now Tommy, dear. I want you to be right here in front 
of the door, on your hands and knees with your cute ass 
up in the air so the girls will see it as soon as they 
enter. Hurry up, now. Don't disappoint me." 

Tommy got into position, that damn bonnet made him feel 
even more embarrassed, if that were possible, and he 
waited for the girls to arrive. It was 6:15 and Beverly 
was setting the table for four. 

A couple of minutes later the doorbell rang and Beverly 
ran to open it. It was Linda. 

"Hi, hope I'm not too early." When she saw Tommy she 
started giggling and said "Like your hat, Tommy!" 
Tommy's face went scarlet. Beverly went back to the 
kitchen and Linda sat on a chair looking at Tommy. God, 
this was turning out to be fun! There was another knock 
on the door and Linda opened it. This time it was Tina 
and Ellen together. They saw Tommy kneeling there and 
started giggling all over again. 

Beverly said that dinner wouldn't be ready for another 
fifteen minutes and suggested that the girls take Tommy 
for a little walk around the house. Linda said "Sure!" 
and picked up the leash from the floor. She gave Tommy 
a light pat on the rump and said "Let's go Tommy!"

When Tommy hesitated slightly she said, tauntingly, 
"You do want to go for a walk, don't you Tommy?" and 
she blinked her eyes several times at him and smiled. 

"Y-Yes, Linda," Tommy stammered. 

"Oh, that's another thing. I think that from now on I 
want you to address me as 'Mistress' Linda. Is that 
Okay?" Again the eye blinking and the smile. 

"Y-yes, Mistress Linda," Tommy managed to choke out. 

Linda was smug with satisfaction. Revenge certainly was 
sweet! Linda began leading Tommy around the living 
room. Tina and Ellen got up to walk with them. "Look at 
how white his ass is." said Ellen. "You would hardly 
believe he got TWO spankings yesterday." Linda walked 
Tommy into the bedroom. She tugged on the leash for him 
to stop between the end of the bed and the dresser. 

"Put your face down on the rug Tommy and lift your ass 
as high in the air as you can. Good. Now spread your 
legs a little wider. Fine! Now just stay like that for 
awhile." 

Tina and Ellen began poking each other and snorting as 
they saw that Linda steadied herself with one hand on 
the dresser and lifted her foot so that her sneaker 
very lightly began to rub Tommy between his ass-cheeks 
and around his scrotum. "Goose! Goose!" she giggled as 
she touched the point of her shoe directly on Tommy's 
puckering asshole. This made him jump slightly and his 
stiff penis bobbed up and down beneath him. That set 
off another laughing jag among the girls. Nothing worse 
than three teenage girls with a case of the giggles... 

"Let's go, girls!" Beverly yelled from the kitchen. 
"Dinner's ready." The girls led Tommy back into the 
kitchen. The three of them sat down at the table and 
Beverly joined them. "Where's Tommy going to sit?" 
asked Ellen. 

"Oh, he'll eat when we're through, Ellen," replied 
Beverly. 

The four ladies picked up their forks and began eating. 
"I seem to have dropped my napkin. Please get it for me 
Tommy... thank you dear... Oh, please bring some more 
bread from the counter Tommy... thank you dear." 

They kept him crawling around the cold kitchen floor 
doing menial errands while they ate and talked about 
the previous afternoon. 

At the end of the meal Beverly got a large bowl and she 
scraped the leftovers from all four plates into it and 
mashed it up. 

"Here Tommy. It's time for your dinner now." She placed 
the bowl on the floor next to the refrigerator and 
motioned for Tommy to eat it. "No hands now, remember?" 

Was there no end to the degradation this woman could 
heap on him? Tommy lowered his red face to the bowl and 
began to eat. The girls got a case of the giggles again 
and Beverly got her camera out of her pocketbook. Naked 
and leashed, on his hands and knees, with a pink baby 
bonnet on his head and a stiff prick, Tommy looked 
hilarious. Beverly clicked away from all angles. "Lift 
your face just a little, dear, so I can see it 
better... that's it... CLICK... thank you." 

It was now around 7:30pm and Beverly suggested they all 
go into the living room. When they got there they she 
made Tommy get up on the coffee table and lie down on 
his back. "You should know the routine by now, Tommy. 
Lift your legs into the air, spread them wide and bend 
your knees." She opened her pocketbook and took out the 
two pair of handcuffs she had used on Tommy two nights 
before. 

"Remember these, honey?" she teased. She fastened the 
cuffs on him again in the same manner. Left wrist to 
left ankle and right wrist to right ankle. His wrists 
were cuffed to the inside of his ankles so he couldn't 
close his legs. Once again this left him in the most 
vulnerable and exposed condition he could imagine. He 
felt the eyes of the teenagers burning into his ass 
like a brand, and he flushed deeply and squirmed a bit. 
Beverly then produced a long feather from her 
pocketbook and proceeded to brush it lightly up and 
down the crack of his ass while the girls looked on in 
wonder. "WOW! Will you look at him buck!" yelled Tina. 
"It's a good thing you put those cuffs on him!" 

Beverly continued tormenting him without pity. She'd 
concentrate on the underside of his penis for awhile 
and when it looked like he might be getting ready to 
cum she'd hold off while his hips bucked and he pleaded 
"Oh P-L-E-A-S-E! P-L-E-A-S-E let me CUM!!!" But Beverly 
would just wait a bit and then move the feather back to 
his asshole or some other spot. Beverly continued the 
torment while she started to speak to the room: 

"I'll bet Tommy here was wondering why I was late 
getting here this evening. Well, I had a very busy day. 
Last night I took the video tape back to my studio and 
watched it. All I can say is WOW! It came out great! We 
had Tommy rolling around on his back and stroking his 
penis and begging Linda to give him a spanking... we 
had him crawling around the floor and slapping his own 
ass... more begging in front of Tina and Ellen... we 
had a lovely spanking draped across Linda's knees... 
and at the end we had Tommy again on his back, his 
reddened behind waggling on the floor, masturbating in 
front of the girls and begging them to let him cum! It 
was beautiful!" 

She kept tormenting Tommy with the feather the whole 
time she spoke. "Anyway, I decided to make four copies 
of the tape. I have some rather specialized equipment 
at my studio and the copies came out superbly. I told 
Tommy to make sure that he left his office by 4:30 so 
he would be in this house by 5:00pm sharp! The reason 
for this is because I paid a small visit to his office, 
at 4:45pm!" 

Tommy began to moan, "Oh please no... please... 
please!" 

But his hips were still moving frantically to the tune 
of the tormenting feather. "I introduced myself to Mrs. 
Peterson and told her I was your new girlfriend. I also 
met those two other lovely young things... Carol and 
Marie? Yes. Well, they seemed a bit surprised that you 
even HAD a girlfriend. Anyway, I gave each of them a 
small package. Do you want to guess what was in those 
packages? Exactly! Each package had one of the four 
copies of the tape I had made!" 

The teenaged girls gasped. Tommy was sobbing, but still 
bucking his hips. He had no choice in the matter. 

"Oh don't worry. I rigged each of the tapes in my 
studio with a magnet on the take-up spool so that they 
can only be viewed once. But once is all they'll need! 
Let's see, it's about 7:45pm... they're probably 
watching those tapes right now!" 

Tommy was sobbing loudly but his arms and legs were 
pumping up and down and his ass was wiggling to keep 
the tip of the feather away from his sensitive asshole. 

"Can you imagine poor Tommy, having to go to work 
tomorrow morning and sit in that office? And he will, 
too! You see, Mrs. Peterson may want to fire you, 
Tommy, but you can't let her. You had better find some 
way of begging her to let you keep your job. You can 
cry, plead, promise anything you want, but don't let 
her fire you. If you do, well, I can make LOTS more 
copies of that tape and send it around to all sorts of 
people. This time without the magnet so they can watch 
it over and over and over again! 

"I did a little checking on you, Tommy. How would you 
like your sister in Philadelphia to get a copy of that 
tape? Or your mother's friends in Long Island? And 
don't forget the lovely snapshots I took tonight!" 

Tommy couldn't believe what he was hearing. It had to 
be a bad dream, but it was REAL. The girls thought it 
was pretty amusing and giggled while they watched Tommy 
twisting in the cuffs on the coffee table, still trying 
to escape the maddening feather. 

"Tommy, dear" Beverly continued. "Your punishment is 
going to be an ongoing one, with no relief. Every 
single day you are going to report to work in that 
office, knowing that each of the ladies there have seen 
you as you were yesterday. The first night we met you 
told me that your worst fear was being laughed at by a 
woman. Those women at work are going to be laughing at 
you every day from now on..." 

Tommy was crying "Please... no, don't do this to me... 
please... please!" Beverly put the feather down and got 
up from the couch. 

"It's been a long day girls, and Tommy is going to have 
an even longer day tomorrow. I have to go now, but you 
girls can stay here as long as you want. Just unlock 
him when you leave." She dug into her pocketbook and 
threw the keys to the handcuffs on the coffee table 
next to the still writhing form of Tommy." Goodnight, 
girls... it's been real!" 

The three teenage girls thanked Beverly and walked her 
to the door. After she left they all converged on Tommy 
like starving vultures. Linda picked up the feather and 
continued to torment his asshole. Tina bent over and 
began licking the underside of his penis. 

Ellen put her tongue in his ear. They all mocked him 
and teased him saying, "Come on Tommy, shoot! Shoot!" 
Finally he went stiff and began shooting thick spurts 
of white cum in the air. Some of it hit the wall behind 
the coffee table, some of it landed on his face. The 
girls were amazed. 

Then Linda said it was time they were going home so 
they all lined up and each gave him a dozen hard slaps 
on his ass. Then they unlocked the cuffs, walked to the 
door, turned out the lights and Linda said, "Goodnight 
Tommy! Have a nice day tomorrow!" 

With that they all left, leaving the front door wide 
open. Tommy could hear them laughing all the way down 
the street. 

***

Tom Hyde didn't sleep very well that night. After the 
girls left he got up, closed the front door and cleaned 
himself off, all in a daze. He went into his bedroom to 
lay down and try to sort things out. What was he going 
to do! He began reviewing all of the shameful things he 
had done the day before, the things that would be on 
that damn video tape! Oh God! Each one was worse than 
the other. And everyone at work would be watching that 
tape right now - or would have already seen it! Carol 
and Marie! Louise! Mrs. Peterson! 

Had they seen the tape already? Had they seen him lying 
naked on his back, rubbing his dick and begging Linda 
to let him cum? Crawling around on the floor on a 
leash, slapping his own ass and pleading with Linda to 
put him across her knees and give him a spanking! Oh 
God, what was he going to do! And Beverly's threat... 
would she really do it if he didn't show up at work? 
Somehow he had no doubt that she would. He began 
sobbing uncontrollably. He was doomed! 

He managed to fall asleep a little after midnight. He 
didn't remember dreaming anything. The next thing he 
knew it he was awake and it was morning outside. As he 
remembered what was going to happen to him his stomach 
began fluttering. He got up and showered and shaved. 
When he looked in the mirror at himself it was like he 
was looking at somebody else, not him. He got dressed, 
picked out a tie and went into the living room. 

He went into the kitchen to make some coffee and found 
the dirty dishes still in the sink from last night, and 
a bowl on the floor near the refrigerator. As he bent 
down to pick up the bowl in his suit he felt like that 
couldn't have been him last night. It MUST have been 
someone else. He decided he wasn't hungry this morning, 
walked out the front door, got into his car and drove 
to work. 

He never remembered the drive to work being so quick 
before... Next thing he knew it he was parked near his 
office building. He walked into the building and slowly 
climbed the stairs to the second floor. The offices of 
Venture Publications were right at the top of the 
stairs on the second floor. As he reached the top of 
the stairs he paused by the entrance to regain his 
composure. 

Damn! It sounded like Carol and Marie were already 
inside. He could hear them talking. He stood there and 
listened for a moment. He heard a giggle and then 
Marie's voice in a high, mocking sing- song "ooooh, 
puhleeese Linda, give me a spanking. oh please oh 
please, I've been such a naughty boy!" Carol giggled at 
Marie's impression, then she pitched in with, "And did 
you see how young Linda looked? And there he was lying 
across her knees while she spanked him...and her two 
friends right next to her! I couldn't believe what I 
was seeing!" 

"My roommate and I watched it last night," said Marie. 
"She couldn't stop laughing. She kept saying, 'You KNOW 
this guy?' We tried to replay it when it was over but 
the tape was blank." 

"So was mine!" said Carol. That woman must have done 
something to it. I tell you, she sure did something to 
Tommy!" 

At that comment there was more giggling. Tommy felt his 
face go scarlet, He couldn't go in there now. Just then 
he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Oh no, it was 
Louise! With no place else to go he put his head down 
and walked quickly into the office. The girls were 
still giggling but they stopped instantly when he 
walked in. Tom went right to his desk and sat down 
without looking up. The room was silent. 

Just then Louise walked in. She stood in the doorway 
for a minute, then walked right past Tommy and sat down 
at her own desk, putting her pocketbook away and 
getting ready for the day as usual. Maybe she didn't 
see the tape? Just then she looked up at him with a 
small smile and said, "Good morning, Spanky!" 

Carol and Marie choked a little and then giggled. Leave 
it to Louise... Tommy didn't say a word but kept his 
head down. A phone rang and Louise answered it. He 
tried to do some work. Every once in awhile he would 
glance up and find Carol or Marie looking at him. Carol 
glanced away but Marie put the tip of her tongue 
between her front teeth and smiled teasingly. He knew 
his face was red. Every once in awhile he'd hear a 
whisper and then a suppressed giggle. Why couldn't they 
leave him alone? And why did they have to dress so sexy 
today? He shuddered a little and heard another small 
giggle. 

Around 9:00am Mrs. Peterson came into the office. When 
she saw Tommy at his desk she told him she'd like to 
see him in her office. He followed her into the office 
and she shut the door. 

Mrs. Peterson put her briefcase away and sat down 
behind her desk. "Tom, I think we have something very 
important to talk about." 

Tommy looked down at the desk and didn't say a word. 

"Are you aware that your girlfriend came here yesterday 
afternoon?" 

"Y-yes," was all Tommy could stammer out. 

"Did you know that she was bringing video tapes of your 
personal affairs with her?" 

"I found out about it last night. I'm sorry, I 
didn't... I don't..." Tommy stammered again. He was 
close to tears with embarrassment and couldn't think of 
anything to say. 

"Tommy, she gave the tapes to Louise, Marie and Carol, 
too." 

Tommy just nodded and sniffed a bit, still not lifting 
his eyes above the desk. 

"What you do on your own time is no business of mine... 
but if it spills over into the office... if it affects 
how we work here... well, that IS my business. Frankly, 
I can't imagine how you're going to be able to work 
with the others after this. I'm really surprised you 
even had the guts to come in this morning." She paused 
for a moment and when she got no response she continued 
"The only way this office can work effectively is as a 
team, and right now I don't see how that can continue 
to happen." 

"Tommy, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to let you go. 
You've been a good worker and I hate to have to do it, 
but I just don't see how it can work out." 

"It can w-work out, Gloria. Honest. I promise. I can do 
my job. You don't have to fire me!" 

"I'm sorry Tommy. I'd like to believe you, but I really 
don't see how it can work out." 

"Just give me a chance, please! I PROMISE that it won't 
affect my work. I didn't know she was going to do that. 
You don't know what she did to me... what she'll do..." 
Tommy's sentence faded away. 

Mrs. Peterson sighed. She looked at Tommy for a moment 
and said, "Well, if you've got the guts to try. I guess 
I can give you a chance..." and she shook her head. 

Tommy looked up for the first time. "Oh thank you. 
Thank you very very much." His eyes were wet. 

"But understand, Tommy. This is just a chance you're 
getting. If it doesn't work out or interferes in any 
way with the smooth operation of this office... well, 
you won't get a second chance." She let that hang in 
the air a minute then continued. 

"You know that I've known Louise for nearly 20 years. I 
trust her implicitly. Since I'm out of the office so 
often I'm going to leave it to her to tell me how 
things are going on in here. If she tells me it's not 
working out, you'll have to leave. Understand?" 

"Yes, Gloria. And thank you very much. You won't be 
sorry. I promise." Mrs. Peterson nodded to Tommy to 
indicate she was through with him and told him to ask 
Louise to come into her office for a few minutes. 

When Tommy walked back into the main office all three 
women were staring at him. He told Louise that Gloria 
wanted to see her in her office, then sat down at his 
desk and tried very hard to get some work done. He 
could feel the eyes of Carol and Marie on him but he 
did his best to try to ignore it. Louise was with Mrs. 
Peterson for about fifteen minutes. 

When she came back out Tommy glanced up at her. She met 
his glance with a slight smirk and went back to her 
desk. About a half hour later Mrs. Peterson came out 
and said she had to go to a meeting and would be back 
in the office after lunch. 

After she left, the office was dead quiet for about 
five minutes. There were no phone calls and all four of 
them worked without any small talk. At that point 
Louise got up from her chair and said, "Tommy, I want 
to talk to you in Gloria's office for a few minutes," 
and she walked in. 

Tommy followed her. As soon as he entered, Louise shut 
the door. She turned to Tommy with a big smile on her 
face and said, "Well, well. I must admit you surprised 
me. Are you proud of that tape you made? Were we 
supposed to be impressed?" 

"I didn't make that tape, Louise!" Tommy snapped out. 
"God, I don't know what happened, or how it 
happened..." 

"Gloria told me that you want a second chance to keep 
your job here. She said it seemed very important to 
you. Is that right?" 

"Yes, that's right." 

"Why, Tommy? Why is it so important?" 

Tommy hesitated, "Because I really like my job and I 
feel that this won't affect my performance." 

"Bullshit, Tommy. That's bullshit. All I have to say is 
one word to Gloria and you're out of here on your ass. 
Tell me the truth. Why, Tommy?" 

Tommy hesitated a bit, then he choked out "Because 
Beverly said that if I lost my job she'd send out more 
copies of the tape... to my family... my friends... 
everybody!" Tommy looked down. He was breathing hard. 
Louise nodded her head for a moment. 

"Tommy, you've been a royal pain in my ass for over a 
year, you know that? And there's one thing I've always 
wanted to do and now, by God... I think I'll do it." 

She seemed in an angry mood all of a sudden. She picked 
up a wooden ruler from Gloria's desk and said, "I've 
wanted to blister your ass from almost the first day 
you came to work here! You, still wet behind the ears, 
and you try ordering me around this office I've been at 
for nearly 20 years. I may be the secretary here but 
I've worked with Gloria since the beginning, and I 
resented your coming in here like a big shot and trying 
to push ME around! I'm gonna do what your mother should 
have done for you years ago. What that hussy of yours 
is doing to you now, it seems. Drop your pants and lean 
over that desk. You're gonna get what's coming to you 
now!" 

Tommy couldn't believe his ears! He just stared at 
Louise for a minute without moving. 

"I'm not fooling around, son. You'll be out of here 
today if you cross me. Understand? Now do what I said!" 

Tommy saw that he had no choice. There wasn't any way 
he was going to talk Louise out of this. All he could 
do was hope she'd get it all out of her system and be 
done with it. With a sudden gulp he wondered if Carol 
and Marie would be able to hear them. Oh God, please... 
he silently prayed. Tommy slowly unbuckled his belt, 
opened his fly and let his pants fall to his ankles. 
Louise watched him with the anger from her recent 
outburst still in her eyes. When she saw that he wasn't 
wearing any underpants she shook her head. "Man, you 
come ready for anything, don't you?" 

Tommy didn't say anything. 

"Turn around and rest your arms on that desk... put 
your head down and your ass up." Tommy did as he was 
told. Louise took the heavy wooden ruler and rubbed it 
against his ass. Then she tapped it against each cheek 
a couple of times, obviously enjoying this. Finally she 
reared back and gave one tremendous WHACK! with the 
ruler. Tommy jumped like he'd been shot! He'd been 
spanked by Beverly and Linda, but they used their 
hands. This was the first time he'd ever been hit with 
a ruler. 

"Keep your head down and arch your ass back. That's 
only one. We've got a long way to go before I'm 
satisfied." Tommy bent back over and gritted his teeth.

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

She gave him four in a row so fast he didn't have time 
to move. His ass BURNED! "Keep your head down I said! 
This is just the warm-up. Do you want me to call Carol 
and Marie in here? Do you? They'd LOVE seeing you like 
this." 

She continued whacking him, moving from cheek to cheek 
while he groaned. "Those girls have been teasing you 
for a year. You know that? 

WHACK!

I think they get off on it. You think they don't know 
you stare at their asses every time they get up to 
move? 

WHACK!

You're so obvious. You think they don't notice? They've 
been teasing you intentionally. 

SMACK!

Carol thinks you're cute. I wonder what she thinks now. 

WHACK!

They'd love to see this, but this one's all mine! 

WHACK! 

By this time Louise was breathing heavier and Tommy was 
crying, "Owwwww!" with each hard slap and wiggling his 
ass to get away from her swing. Louise finally stopped 
for a minute to catch her breath. Her eyes were like 
fire. She thought for a minute, like she was coming to 
a decision, and then said, "On second thought, take 
your shirt and shoes off too, and your socks. 
Everything! Take it all off. Now!" 

As Tommy was complying she began moving everything off 
Gloria's desk and putting it on the credenza. "Up on 
the desk. On your hands and knees. Quick!" and she 
whacked the ruler against his naked ass. Tommy quickly 
climbed on the desk. He felt mortified. What if someone 
should come in! 

"Ahhh Yes!" and she rubbed the ruler against his ass 
some more. "Get on your elbows and lower your head. I 
want to see that ass up in the air... gooood!" 

"I always said you were too big for your britches," she 
laughed. "I like you better without britches. Maybe we 
should keep you this way whenever you're working!" She 
was taunting him now and enjoying every minute of it. 
She swung the ruler at his exposed ass and whacked him 
four more times. 

"Spread your legs a little. I want to see your balls 
hanging down and your asshole winking at me." She 
laughed at him as he adjusted his position, then she 
stood there staring at his ass for a couple of minutes. 
He was wide open! She could see everything he had, and 
she still wanted more! She wanted to humiliate this 
little big shot yuppie bastard who'd been so snotty to 
her for so long. "Mister big shot," she said aloud. 
"You don't look like such a big shot now. Roll over 
onto your back and lift your legs up like you did in 
your movie. That's right... now reach up with your 
hands and grab onto your feet. Good! Now spread your 
legs... as wide as you can get... keep your knees 
bent... that's it!" 

When Tommy was in position she ran the ruler along his 
dick, which was hard as a rock. "This turns you on, 
huh? I can see that. I think deep down inside you enjoy 
getting spanked. Did you like it when that teenage girl 
had you across her knees? Huh? You really get off on 
this don't you?" 

She kept rubbing his dick with the ruler and taunting 
him. She held his legs back with one arm and swatted 
his ass a few more times while he was in that position. 
He squirmed and his cock began leaking a little fluid 
from the tip. 

"Now get down on the floor on your hands and knees. 
CRAWL slowly over into that corner." 

As he began to move she started whacking his ass again 
with the ruler. From the corner of his eye he saw two 
faces looking at him from the window of the closed 
door. It was Carol and Marie! Oh no... the window! How 
long had they been watching him? Marie was watching 
intently with a lust in her eyes that was almost scary. 
Carol had her hand over her mouth and was nearly 
hysterical with laughter.

As he slowly crawled to the corner Louise kept swatting 
his now red ass and taunting him, "You like getting 
your ass spanked while the girls watch, huh? Look how 
hot you are! You want them to see you, don't you? Sure 
you do. I can see how hard you are!" 

Tommy was shaking. He was humiliated to tears and 
beyond all control. This was worse than yesterday. 
These were his workmates, his associates, people he'd 
have to work with every day, hell, they were Carol and 
Marie laughing at him!" Tommy wanted to die of shame. 
When he got to the corner Louise said, "I want you to 
stay like that, with your nose in the corner and your 
red ass on display for the next half hour. And I want 
you to think about just how much you really want to 
continue working here! After that you can get dressed 
and get back to work." 

Tommy wasn't sure of the time, but for what seemed like 
the next half hour he stayed in that position. During 
that time Louise came back in to straighten up Mrs. 
Peterson's desk. Carol and Marie kept finding excuses 
to come into the office looking for files and such. 
Each time, they'd stare at Tommy's ass before leaving. 
He could hear laughter coming from the main office. 

When he was pretty sure that a half hour was over he 
slowly got up and got dressed. Hesitantly he walked 
back into the main office. He had no shorts on under 
his slacks and his hard-on made the front of his pants 
stick out obviously. Carol and Marie didn't look up at 
him, but he heard a muffled laugh as he sat down 
gingerly at his desk and tried to get back to work. 

It was going to be a long day... 

Tom managed to get through the rest of the day, 
somehow. Louise sent him out to get sandwiches for her 
and the girls at lunchtime. Mrs. Peterson returned to 
the office around 1:30 and noted that things seemed 
fairly normal. She looked questioningly at Louise as 
she walked to her office and received a positive nod 
from her that everything was OK. Maybe she had made the 
right decision giving Tommy one more chance to keep his 
job. As long as Louise was around to keep watch over 
things nothing could get too out of hand.

At the end of the day Tom got up from his desk to go 
home. Louise called out "Goodnight Tom, see you on 
Monday?" The question was more of a taunt, and she 
smiled at him as she waved goodbye with her fingers. 

"Goodnight Louise" Tom managed without looking her in 
the eye. "Goodnight Tom!" Carol and Marie echoed, but 
Tom was already out the door and heading down the 
stairs. 

He got into his car and drove home. This was the worst 
day he'd ever had. He was still in shock over what 
Louise did to him in Mrs. Peterson's office. Was she 
planning more of it next week? She knew she had him and 
there wasn't anything he could do about it. He thought 
about seeing Carol and Marie looking at him through the 
window while he was doing all those things and he 
shuddered. 

Louise was wrong about one thing. He didn't like being 
exposed in front of the girls that way. It was 
horrible! Carol and Marie would never be able to look 
at him again without remembering him on Mrs. Peterson's 
desk, or kneeling in the corner with his red ass on 
display. 

How could all this have happened to him so quickly? He 
had only met Beverly on Tuesday night... three days 
ago! Last weekend he spent mowing the lawn and washing 
his car. He was outside and everything was normal. 
After three days of Beverly his life would never be the 
same! It was like he'd become an entirely different 
person. 

When he got home he saw those same four young girls 
hanging around in the street in front of his house. 
They ran after the car as he pulled into his driveway. 
He got out and with his head down walked quickly 
towards his door. "Hello Mr. Hyde!" they all yelled and 
giggled. He went into his house, closed the door and 
locked it. He looked out his window and saw that Linda 
had come outside and was sitting on her front steps. 

She was wearing those same white cut-off's that she had 
worn two days ago and he looked at her long legs. Those 
same legs that he'd laid across bare-assed while she 
spanked him in front of her friends. Remembering that 
made him blush with shame but it also caused him to get 
an aching erection. In spite of all that he'd been put 
through today, or perhaps because of it, and the fact 
that he'd had no relief of any kind at the office, he 
was horny! 

The base of his cock tingled as he thought about what 
must have been on those tapes that Carol and Marie had 
seen. He rubbed his stiff cock through the thin fabric 
of his slacks and he shuddered a bit. He saw a small 
stain begin to appear on the front of his pants and he 
decided to take them off. He unbuckled his belt then 
unzipped his pants and let them fall to his ankles. He 
took his open hand and lightly rubbed it under his 
dick. This caused the tingling to get even more urgent. 
He said "Oh, Shit!" out loud then kicked off his shoes 
and socks. 

He stepped out of his pants and then took off his shirt 
and watch. This left him completely naked with his 
clothes in a pile at his feet. He lay down on his back 
in front of the door and tried to imagine Linda on the 
other side of it, sitting across the street on her 
steps, in those little white shorts and those long legs 
and small buns. He closed his eyes and pictured her 
walking around in those shorts. He could see how 
perfectly her calf tapered to her knee. Then the smooth 
long length of her thighs, and finally the little 
suggestion of a crease where the backs of her thighs 
met the round lower curve of her ass... his balls felt 
loaded and as he continued to finger himself he felt he 
would explode in his orgasm any second. 

He wanted to prolong this so he began lightly and 
quickly stroking the underside of his penis and 
squirming until the sensation subsided enough to touch 
himself again. He began to softly moan, "Oh, please 
spank me Linda, and your friends too! Oh p-l-e-a-s-e!" 
He squirmed as he fantasized about two days earlier. He 
began flicking his tongue like a snake and repeating 
"Please spank me Linda... I REALLY want it.. oh, 
please..." He was writhing on the carpet now, lost in 
his own self-debasement, teasing his penis.

He slit his eyes open a tiny bit for just a second and 
saw two forms standing in front of him! His eyes popped 
open in an instant and his confusion turned to shock. 
There were Beverly and another woman, standing right 
there in front of him, looking down at what he was 
doing! 

"Don't let us interrupt you, Tommy," said Beverly with 
a smile. But Tommy had already stopped, although his 
penis was still rampant and twitching from his 
activities. 

"Tommy, I'd like you to meet my friend, Karen. Karen, 
this is Tommy." 

"Nice to meet you, Tommy," Karen said, bending down and 
offering her hand to shake. Tommy just stared at her 
dumbly, "How...?" 

"Last night while I was preparing dinner I found a 
spare key in the kitchen Karen drove me over here about 
a half hour ago - we parked down the street. Since you 
weren't home yet I didn't think you'd mind if we waited 
inside. We were in the bedroom when you came in." 

"Don't let us stop you Tommy, you looked like you were 
about to cum." Beverly smiled down at him. Tommy didn't 
say anything but blushed deeply. "You DO want to cum, 
don't you Tommy?" When Tommy just looked down and shook 
his head Beverly brightened. 

"Oh! You mean you LIKE playing with yourself but not 
cumming, right? Well, I think we can help you with 
that, don't you Karen?" 

"Sure can, Beverly!" Karen laughed. "It would be my 
pleasure!" Beverly continued smiling down at Tommy 
while Karen went back into the bedroom. She returned 
with an aluminum pole about four feet long. It had 
straps at the ends and in the middle. "We brought you a 
toy, Tommy. Let me help you to get into it." Karen 
placed the pole by Tommy's feet. She attached his feet, 
one at a time, to the straps at either end of the pole. 

After that she and Beverly together lifted the pole up 
and then attached both of his wrists to the strap in 
the middle of the pole. With all of the straps tied 
tight and Tommy on his back, he was left in a similar 
position as when he was handcuffed earlier, except that 
his hands were directly over his head and this time his 
legs were spread wide apart and fastened that way. Once 
again Tommy's genitals and ass were completely exposed 
to the gaze of both women. 

"He looks absolutely scrumptious, doesn't he Karen?" 
Beverly asked. She was rubbing her palms together and 
looking down at Tommy as he lay exposed on the carpet. 

"Let's give him what he really wants, I told you 
earlier that I thought we could keep him teased on the 
edge for AT LEAST a half hour without letting him cum, 
didn't I? Well, let's really go for it. I'll bet you 
$20 I can keep him squirming on the edge for... a whole 
hour! If I'm right, you owe me $20. If he cums before 
then I'll pay you the money... and whip his ass good 
for making me lose the bet!" 

"It's a bet, Beverly" Karen laughed back. "But I'm not 
going to make things easy on you. I intend to help him 
along all I can." 

The two women decided to get down to work. Beverly sat 
down between Tommy's legs and began to lightly run her 
fingers up and down the crack of his ass while he 
moaned "Oh... God!" She then leaned over and began 
lightly licking at the base of his cock while he 
thrashed about and pleaded with her to let him cum. 
Since he was already so hot Beverly sensed that Tommy 
was ready to ejaculate so she stopped what she was 
doing and watched him twitch helplessly for a few 
minutes. Tommy started to cry as she once again began 
touching his ass and licking his balls. 

As she ran her tongue up his shaft to concentrate just 
under the head he once again stiffened as if he were 
about to cum. Again she backed off, leaving him bucking 
and begging for relief. After about ten minutes of this 
torture Karen decided she needed to help swing the 
scales. After Beverly had again pulled back leaving 
Tommy wiggling like a fish on a hook, Karen pushed her 
pants down and stepped out of them. 

"Hey, Tommy! Like what you see?" 

As Tommy watched her through teary eyes she stepped out 
of her panties, leaving her nude from the waist down. 
She had a lovely pussy lightly covered with soft brown 
hair. Tommy had never actually seen a pussy this close 
up before and the sight of it held him transfixed. His 
bent and tied legs began to tremble as Karen turned her 
back to him and bent over from the waist. Her ass 
pointed at him like a round target and she wiggled her 
hips and laughed. "Hungry, Tommy? Guess what's for din-
din..." 

With that she stood up and turned around. She stood 
over him and then squatted down so that her pussy was 
right over Tommy's face. "You know what to do, don't 
you boy?" she teased. When Tommy didn't budge she added 
"Maybe he doesn't! Have you ever eaten pussy, boy?" 
Tommy was in agony but he managed to shake his head no. 

"No!?" She gasped. "You mean you've never tasted pussy 
before? Let me guess... have you ever been LAID before? 
Tell me the truth now or it'll go bad for you." Tommy 
was in no position to lie. He shook his head no while 
he continued to stare at the wet treat that was just 
inches above his nose. "Well, I'll be!" said Beverly 
with surprise. "We got ourselves a virgin here! Well 
Tommy boy, you could have fooled me." Beverly laughed 
again while Karen said: "Boy, you are about to taste 
your first pussy. Get used to it!" 

Both women laughed out loud as Karen lowered herself 
right onto Tommy's face. "Lick, boy. Get your tongue up 
there and lick it good or I'll open this front door and 
let your neighbors see you like this." Tommy stuck his 
tongue out and slowly licked at Karen's pussy. 

"That's it!" she encouraged him. "Now wiggle it around 
a bit. Concentrate on this spot right here..." and she 
opened her cunt lips and pointed her finger to her 
little clit bud. "Ooooh, that's right. Suck on it. Now 
move your tongue back down and lick me inside and out 
as far as your tongue can reach... keep it up." 

Beverly resumed tormenting his ass and cock while he 
licked Karen as ordered. He was really close now. 
Bucking his hips like a bronco while Beverly's hands 
and tongue worked him over. Again, as he was about to 
cum she pulled back and laughed at him as his dick 
twitched helplessly in the air and leaked a little pre-
seminal fluid. 

In this manner the two women kept him thrashing around 
on the verge of cumming for what seemed an eternity. 
Karen moved around and had him lick her asshole out 
while Beverly teased him on and off without pity of any 
kind. Tommy cried as he licked and sucked, his tied 
feet kicked in the air and his asshole opened and 
closed in frustration. 

He came close to release several times, and at one 
point Beverly actually thought she had lost him, but 
she just managed to pull away in time, watching him 
twist and moan. "Ohhhhh pllllease... please... PLEASE!" 
he begged, over and over again. Karen tried to make him 
cum but Beverly proved to be too expert, and as the 
hour timed out all three of them were exhausted and 
sweaty. 

"I won!" shouted Beverly triumphantly. "I believe you 
owe me $20" she said to Karen. 

"Fair and square," giggled Karen, but I'll get it back 
next time. The two women decided they needed a shower 
but before they got up they looked at each other 
mischievously. "Why not?" giggled Karen, reading 
Beverly's mind. They got up and Karen reached for the 
doorknob and swung the front door wide open! It was 
about quarter past six in the evening and the summer 
sun was still high. Tommy heard the sounds of outdoors 
as the two women dashed towards the bathroom to clean 
up. 

"Now don't you dare move an inch. I mean it!" warned 
Beverly. "If we come out and find you've so much as 
rolled over you'll spend the next two hours just like 
you are now on the front lawn!" Tommy moaned and 
writhed in his shamefully exposed position. "If anybody 
comes to the door looking for us, we'll be back in a 
jiffy, Tommy" said Karen. Laughing hysterically the two 
women closed the bathroom door and turned on the 
shower. 

Poor Tommy was still in agony. He had been aroused 
almost beyond his senses. His body was twitching and 
his hips were bucking involuntarily. His face was 
smeared with the slimy ooze of Karen's cunt, and the 
smell of it kept him even hotter. To make matters worse 
he was on his back in this most shameful position, 
about three feet from his wide-open front door! 

He could hear the yells of children playing somewhere. 
Occasionally he'd hear the sound of a passing car. 
Could anybody see him? He tried to look between his 
legs but all he got was the sight of his incredibly 
stiff prick, dripping on his belly. His hips were still 
bucking pathetically from the teasing he had received. 
He felt himself begin to rock forward and he steadied 
himself with a panic. He believed that Beverly would do 
exactly as she had threatened, so he kept his head down 
on the floor and abandoned his desire to see out the 
door. 

Oh God... if anybody sees me like this... Dear God, 
make them hurry up, please! He cried, but he continued 
twitching and bucking his hips. He was sooo hot, he 
thought he would lose his mind! 

An eternity later he heard the shower stop. As he 
waited there by the front door he heard the sound of 
giggling from the bathroom. Finally both women emerged, 
smiling. They each wore one of his bathrobes and had a 
towel wrapped around their head. Beverly walked up to 
Tommy and smiled down at him, "Any messages while we 
were away?" Tommy just moaned and bucked his hips a 
little, pathetically. 

"Ohhhhh, what's the matter Tommy? Are you hot? Maybe a 
nice little walk in the evening air will cool you off." 
Tommy panicked but Beverly mercifully closed the front 
door and to his relief began untying him from the pole. 
"Hurry up, we have to get dressed if we're going out." 
Tommy winced as he tried standing up. His legs had 
cramped from being tied in that position for the past 
hour and a half. Beverly put her hands on his back and 
motioned for him to stay down. 

"If you don't mind, I'd like you to crawl into the 
bedroom. I do so love watching your ass move when you 
crawl." Beverly laughed and slowly walked behind him. 
"My, but your ass looks quite rosy this evening. Did 
Mrs. Peterson do that to you today?" 

"No, Mistress Beverly," Tommy replied. "Louise did it 
while Mrs. Peterson was out of the office." 

"Well! That surprises me. She seemed so quiet and cool 
when I was there. Did Carol and Marie see you `get it' 
from Louise?" 

"Yes, Mistress Beverly." 

"Excellent! Did they enjoy seeing you get spanked in 
the office?" Beverly continued, tauntingly. 

"I-I don't know, Mistress Beverly," Tommy stuttered. 

"Well then perhaps I should call them and ask them, 
what do you think?" 

"Oh, NO Mistress Beverly!" Tommy begged. "They enjoyed 
it FINE!" 

"Well, that's good to hear," replied Beverly. As they 
entered the bedroom Karen was already getting dressed. 
Beverly handed Tommy a pair of gray sweatpants and a 
black tee shirt. "Put these on Tommy, we wouldn't want 
the neighbors to get the wrong impression during our 
walk, would we?" 

"No, Mistress Beverly," Tommy accepted the clothes and 
began pulling them on while Beverly got dressed in her 
own jeans and pullover shirt. Beverly looked terrific 
in her tight designer jeans and Tommy couldn't help 
looking at her when she turned around. 

"Are you looking at my ass, Tommy?" Beverly asked. 
"What a nice compliment. I'm glad you enjoy it. We 
certainly enjoy yours." Karen chuckled at this and 
rubbed her hands along her own ass to tease Tommy a 
little more. 

When they were finished Beverly and Karen grabbed their 
shoulder bags and each took one of Tommy's arms. "We're 
going to walk down the street to Karen's car, Tommy." 

As they left the house Tommy was embarrassed to see 
that, since he didn't have any underwear on, his 
enormous hard-on was plainly visible pushing the front 
of his sweatpants out in a pronounced bulge. The women 
noticed him trying to cover himself and held his hands 
tightly to prevent this. They passed by Mrs. Whitford's 
porch and Beverly waved and yelled "Hello Mrs. 
Whitford!" Mrs. Whitford smiled and waved back. She 
didn't know where they were going but instinctively 
felt that wherever it was, it wasn't going to be good 
for Tom Hyde, and this pleased her. 

They passed Laurie and Marcie Lyons. The two girls were 
headed back from the store with a couple of bags of 
groceries. They lived a few houses down from Tom. Did 
they pass by his house on the way to the store while he 
was lying there with the door open? Could they have 
seen him? Tommy was in agony. The two sisters smiled as 
they passed him and he noticed they both couldn't help 
but look at the huge bulge in his sweatpants. After 
they passed he heard some muffled giggling and 
unintelligible whispers. 

They finally came to a late model Buick parked by the 
curb. Karen unlocked the passenger side then opened the 
door and reached in to tilt the seat forward. "Climb 
in," she said to Tommy. Beverly then pushed the seat 
back and got in the front while Karen went around to 
the driver's side. 

As she started up the car Beverly leaned back over the 
seat and said to Tommy, "I want you to lower your 
sweatpants down to your ankles, then kneel on the seat 
with your butt up and your face flat against the seat. 
If I catch you touching yourself, even a little, we'll 
pull over and make you a very sorry little boy." 

Tommy did as he was told. His cock was still hard and 
sprang out when he lowered his pants. It was a little 
awkward on the back seat but he managed to achieve the 
required position, to Beverly's satisfaction. Karen 
drove on while Beverly draped one arm over the back of 
the seat and fondled Tommy's still red ass. 

After about ten or fifteen minutes of driving, Karen 
pulled off to the side of the road. There was nothing 
there except a field of tall grass and some woods 
beyond. Beverly got out of the car and, grabbing 
Tommy's hips, helped him to back out onto the grass. 
She told him to kick his sneakers off and then took his 
sweats off from around his ankles. She rolled them up 
and threw them into the back seat. 

Tommy now had nothing on except his black tee shirt. 
His red ass stood out even more below the bottom edge 
of the tee shirt as he waited there on his hands and 
knees. Beverly grabbed hold of his tee-shirt and 
quickly tugged it over his head and arms and pulled it 
completely off. It joined his sweatpants and sneakers 
in the back seat. Now he was stripped naked on the side 
of the road. Beverly then told the bare assed boy to 
crawl ahead of them into the field. 

She and Karen followed leisurely behind, watching him 
disappear into the tall grass. When they got to the far 
end of the field Karen gave Tommy a little goose with 
the toe of her shoe and told him to keep on going, into 
the woods. Tommy picked his way carefully over branches 
and shrubs for about a hundred yards before they came 
to a little clearing. There was a small pond another 
hundred feet beyond. Beverly and Karen both seemed to 
like the looks of the place, so they ordered Tommy to 
stop. 

"I think this will do just fine, what do you think 
Karen?" 

"Oh, I think it's perfect," answered Karen. "Tommy 
dear, see this fallen tree trunk here? I want you to 
crawl over it and straddle it... yes, just like that. 
Make sure you keep your ass up. Now hold it just like 
that." 

Karen walked around to where Tommy could see her. She 
slowly unzipped her jeans then pushed them down and 
stepped out of them. She then took off her blouse and 
unclipped her bra. Teasingly she rubbed her tits 
together then took the bra off completely. When she 
finally removed her white panties, Karen stood 
completely nude in front of the shivering Tommy. 

"You like what you see?" she taunted as she shimmied a 
little in front of him, then crouched down and rubbed 
her hard nipples against his lips. 

Karen then got up and began walking towards the pond, 
looking on the ground. Finally she found what she was 
looking for. A small whippy branch about three feet 
long. She brought it back and then crouched down in 
front of Tommy again. She slowly began stripping the 
smaller branches and leaves off of it as she stared at 
Tommy the whole while. 

She licked her lips sensuously then smiled and said. 
"Do you know what I'm going to do with this, Tommy?"

Tommy shook his head no. 

Karen giggled and said, "You were a very bad boy, 
Tommy! You hurt my feelings. Because I wasn't able to 
make you cum when Beverly was teasing you, you made me 
lose $20. That's a lot of money. I'm gonna make you 
wish you'd cum for me. First I'm going to whip your ass 
with this switch here. Then I'm gonna fix it so you'll 
be begging me to let you cum. You'll be begging ANYONE 
to let you cum!"

With those last ominous words she finished stripping 
the switch. She tested it by swishing it in her palm a 
few times before Tommy's eyes. "Ow!" she exclaimed "I 
guess this will do just fine!" She then got up and once 
again turned around and bent over from the waist. She 
put her hands on the ground and peered back at Tommy 
between the arch of her legs. She stuck her tongue out 
at him then said, "I just wanted you to see who's gonna 
be whipping your ass." 

Beverly just sat on another log watching the whole 
scene with interest. Tommy's hips started bucking again 
and the underside of his hard-on was barely brushing 
against the bark of the log he was straddling. Karen 
straightened up then walked to Tommy's left. She let 
the switch slowly trace a path along Tommy's back, down 
and around the globes of his ass-cheeks, then finally 
she brushed the tip down the crack and watched him jump 
a little. 

"You cost me $20, so I'm going to give you twenty 
whacks. Get ready..." 

"PLEESE!"

WHACK!

The switch cut through the air and Tommy jumped and 
almost got up. "Don't you DARE move, or I'll tie you 
down and give you two HUNDRED whacks! Now, count each 
one aloud and say 'Thank you, Mistress Karen', or they 
won't count." 

Tommy's ass was on fire! It felt like he'd been burnt. 
The thought of nineteen more of those was almost more 
than he could take, but the horror of being tied down 
and getting two hundred of them scared him to tears. 
"One... thank you, Mistress Karen," Tommy managed to 
choke out. Beverly smiled at Karen and said "You're 
very good at this. I'm impressed." 

"Oh, you haven't seen anything yet!" Karen beamed, and 
continued whipping Tommy's ass with the switch. She was 
clearly enjoying her task immensely. By the time she 
reached twenty, tears were streaming down Tommy's face. 
She hadn't broken any skin but there were nasty looking 
ridges on his ass each place the switch had struck him. 
Interestingly enough, his dick was still hard. Beverly 
and Karen helped Tommy to back away from the fallen 
tree. They led him a few paces away to a smooth, 
somewhat sandy patch of ground. 

Karen said, "Stop crying so much! That was just to warm 
you up" and she cupped her hand over Tommy's blazing 
ass to confirm that he was indeed warmed up. "Now comes 
the REAL fun!" With that she opened her bag and took 
out some pieces of rope. She also took out a couple of 
iron stakes and a small hammer. This woman came 
prepared! 

Tommy was still on his hands and knees and she pushed 
him down so that his face was on the ground, his cheek 
resting on the cool soil. Both women then took his arms 
and pulled them underneath him, between his legs, and 
tied his right wrist to his right ankle and his left 
wrist to his left ankle. This left him bottom upwards, 
his knees spread and his ass wide open. Each of his ass 
cheeks was a round globe. The crack of his ass was no 
longer a crack but spread wide open. His anus was like 
a little round 'O', spread open like that. 

Licking their lips they dragged him back about a foot 
and took great care to position him. If he could have 
seen where they were placing him he would have really 
flipped! About an inch below his asshole was the top of 
a good sized ant hill. Karen then took the two iron 
stakes and fastened one through each of the ropes that 
held his wrists and ankles. With the hammer she pounded 
them both deep into the hard ground. This left Tommy 
permanently anchored in that position, wide open, his 
vulnerable asshole like a hungry little mouth directly 
over the ant hill! 

Karen seemed pleased with the results but Beverly 
wasn't quite done yet. From her own bag she took out a 
small jar of honey. She scooped out a nice dollop of it 
with her index finger and smeared it right on, and then 
into, Tommy's open anus! She took a little more and ran 
a small bead along the underside of his stiff penis, 
put a drop on the underside of each testicle, then sat 
back in satisfaction to observe their handiwork. 

Tommy finally realized what was going on and he began 
to panic. He strained against his bonds but couldn't 
even come close to budging from his position. Beverly 
and Karen then sat back on the fallen log that Tommy 
had so recently straddled, and prepared to wait for the 
fun to start... 

Within minutes the first ants began climbing onto 
Tommy's calves and, drawn by the scent of the honey, 
began moving towards his ass. 

"Don't worry, darling. They're not stinging fire ants 
or anything like that. Just your normal everyday ants. 
We thought they might tickle your fancy." With that, 
both women began giggling at the pun. By this time the 
first ants had reached Tommy's asshole and begun 
probing the nectar they found there. As expected, the 
tickling motion of these insects began to have their 
effect on Tommy. 

He tried waggling his hips to ease the tickling 
sensation but he was bound helplessly open to their 
invasion. The first explorers returned to the hill but 
then scores of others began following the trail they 
had left back to the honeyspot. 

Within a few minutes their tiny feet and feelers had 
poor Tommy begging for release. He managed to buck his 
hips a tiny bit but it turned out to be just enough for 
his open anus to graze the top of the hill, knocking 
the tip of it off. This brought out dozens more and 
soon Tommy was wailing as his rump was covered by 
hundreds of the maddening little creatures. 

Several of them were on each testicle, licking away at 
the spot of honey deposited on them. Still others had 
followed the trail along the underside of his erect 
cock and were congregating just under the head of his 
penis. But, by far, the greatest concentration had 
collected around his trembling asshole. A few had 
ventured inside a bit and were scraping the honey off 
the walls with their tiny mandibles. 

The sensation was indescribable torment. While the 
hundreds of tiny probing feet stimulated his nerve 
endings to nearly the point of orgasm, the randomness 
of their movement, coupled with their incredibly light 
touch, kept him from going over the edge! He was, in 
effect, held prisoner, on the hairy edge of orgasm, 
without relief, for as long as the tiny torturers 
remained. 

These women knew their anatomy well and they watched 
breathlessly as the poor boy, tied so helplessly 
exposed, was held RIGHT ON THE EDGE by these maddening 
little creatures. 

"Ohhhhh! Help! I'm sooooooo close. Please! Let me 
cum... unnnghhh..." Tommy was blubbering. 

Beverly and Karen were fascinated. They tried imagining 
the sheer torment that Tommy was feeling and the 
thought made them squeeze their thighs together. It was 
beyond their imagination. Ten minutes of this should be 
unendurable, but Tommy was tied! He HAD to endure it! 
An hour of this was completely unthinkable. To be held 
at the edge of orgasm by these mindless terrors for a 
whole hour, it was... unthinkable! 

Nodding at each other the two women finally got up. 
Karen put her shirt and slacks on as Beverly walked 
over to where Tommy was trying to squirm. She patted 
his red ass, careful not to disturb any of the busy 
ants and said, "We've got to go now, Tommy. It's 
getting late and soon the mosquitoes will be out. We'll 
leave you with your new found friends. I'm sure they'll 
be happy to keep you company tonight. We'll be back to 
get you in the morning. Keep a stiff upper-lip!" 

"Goodnight, Tommy!" Karen added as the two women began 
walking back towards the field, and the car. As they 
walked they heard Tommy's plaintive cries "Help! P-L-E-
A-S-E, don't leave me like this. Please let me cum! 
Mistress Beverly! Mistress Karen! Pleeeaaase! ANYBODY! 
Please, I can't stand this. Let me cum!" 

His sobs and pleas grew dimmer as the two women crossed 
the field. "I suspect this is a night he'll never 
forget" said Beverly. Karen put her arm around 
Beverly's shoulder and said "Thanks Bev, I can't 
remember ever having such a good time on a blind date! 

Tom Hyde couldn't believe the two women would actually 
leave him this way! They had thoroughly whipped his ass 
and left him tied up in the small clearing by the lake. 
His wrists were tied beneath him to each ankle and as 
he knelt there with his feet apart and his face in the 
dirt, his red ass was spread wide open to Karen and 
Beverly. The two women had positioned him so that his 
open asshole was barely grazing the top of an anthill 
and they had pounded iron stakes into the ground 
through his ropes to keep him in this vulnerable 
position. 

The generous dollops of honey in and around his anus 
and on his cock and balls added to their amusement and 
within minutes the maddening little creatures from the 
hill were driving him frantic! Too light a touch to 
allow him to cum, yet persistent enough to keep him 
blubbering on the edge and begging for relief. The two 
women sat there and watched him until he was begging 
pitifully. 

"We've got to go now, Tommy. It's getting late and soon 
the mosquitoes will be out. We'll leave you with your 
new found friends. I'm sure they'll be happy to keep 
you company tonight. We'll be back to get you in the 
morning. Keep a stiff upper lip!" 

"Help! P-L-E-A-S-E don't leave me like this! Please let 
me cum! Mistress Beverly! Mistress Karen! Please! 
Anybody! Please! I can't stand this! Let me cum!" 

As Karen and Beverly walked back to the car Tommy was 
thrashing his head wildly and begging, but the tight 
bonds held his lower body perfectly immobile to the 
ravishing of the mindless terrors that tormented him. 
They were nature's most perfect torturers! An hour of 
this and he'd surely go mad, or die of a heart attack. 
But Tommy was young and strong and destined to sustain 
the torment of the long night. 

For over an hour his pitiful cries echoed across the 
lake and through the woods, but there was nobody to 
hear him, no relief from his torment. The ants did a 
number on him, torturing him senseless with their tiny 
movements and scrapings, holding him sooooo close, so 
very close to the edge of orgasm but not quite close 
enough to send him over that elusive edge. 

He blubbered and shook and sobbed and begged, but no 
matter how close he got, the lightness of their touch 
and the randomness of their movements would not let him 
cum. If there was a hell, then he was in it. 

After the sun went down the activity of the ants began 
to abate and, blessedly, come to an end. But his ordeal 
was not over by a long shot! With the night came the 
buzzing of the mosquitoes... Drawn to the warmth of his 
body and especially to the heat of his whipped ass and 
groin, they congregated and fed. Throughout the night 
he could hear them buzzing around him. He could feel 
them ever so lightly land on his ass and thighs. 
Occasionally he'd feel a sting as a particularly large 
mosquito inserted its proboscis into his searing flesh 
and drank its full. 

Shortly after that the itching started, maddening him 
as it drove him to wiggle his ass as much as he could, 
but he was still held wide open by the ropes and 
stakes. 

The long night wore on and on... Somewhere Beverly and 
Karen were sleeping, wondering how he'd survive this 
night of torment. Linda and her friends were probably 
remembering their two nights with him as they slept in 
their cozy little beds at home, their knees pulled up 
tight and their fingers probing and tickling between 
their thighs, rubbing themselves off to orgasm after 
orgasm. For Tommy, however, it was a night of torment 
beyond anything he could have ever imagined. He prayed 
to be able to fall asleep, or at least pass out, but 
the buzzing and itching held him prisoner to the long 
night. 

After an eternity, the first rays of dawn and the 
chirping of birds signaled an end to this worst of all 
nights. The mosquitoes began to leave him in peace, 
but, just like demonic relay partners, the ants began 
getting active again! There were still traces of the 
honey that attracted them back to those same familiar 
places. Once again he was howling and crying as they 
drove him to the brink of madness, not letting him cum, 
but keeping him ever so close... 

When Beverly and Karen finally showed up around 9:00am 
he was blubbering like a baby. In his wild thrashings 
he had managed to loosen one of the stakes just a 
little so that he was swiveling one of his hips, trying 
in desperation to drive the ants away, but they 
continued to torment his anus and continued crawling 
along the underside of his engorged cock. His balls, 
which were also covered with ants, appeared bloated, 
filled with the semen from countless hours of arousal 
and denied orgasm. They were heavy in their sack, 
causing them to nearly touch the ground at the base of 
the anthill. 

Karen and Beverly surveyed the scene with intense 
interest. Tommy looked like a sacrifice, or the main 
course in some unbelievable feast. Indeed they were 
right! As he continued blubbering nonsensically and 
pathetically swiveling his hip, Beverly walked in front 
of him. She crouched down and held his face in her 
hands and peered questioningly into his eyes. Slowly he 
began to recognize her! He had been driven nearly 
insane, perhaps partly so, but when he recognized her 
face he began begging pathetically: 

"P-p-lease, M-mistress B-Beverly," was all he could 
manage. He had developed a pronounced stutter but it 
looked as if he had survived the night. Gently Karen 
took a damp cloth and began wiping the ants off of his 
body. 

"Wow!" came a hushed gasp. "I've never seen anything 
like this before in my life!" 

"Me neither!" piped up another, younger voice. As Karen 
got rid of the ants Tommy realized that the two women 
were not alone. Through his stupor he began to hear the 
sounds of several other people standing nearby. Beverly 
and Karen had brought some friends! 

When Beverly released his face he turned his head 
slightly to take in the group. He squinted his eyes 
through his burning tears and noticed, to his shock, 
that Marie and Carol were both staring at his ass in 
wonder! He gasped again to see young Linda, who he had 
humiliated a couple of weeks earlier, standing beside 
Mrs. Whitford, who stood there rubbing her chin and 
chuckling as she began to piece together the ordeal he 
must have been put through! 

So that was it... Beverly and Karen had called the 
others and invited them to come along this morning to 
see him like this! It kinda figured, but even after the 
humiliation he had received at each of their hands he 
was still mortified to have them witness his punishment 
at the hands of Beverly and Karen. 

Mortified, but still grateful for the release. He 
turned his head back to Beverly and lowered his face to 
her shoes. He began kissing them, oblivious to the 
shame, and begging her to please never make him go 
through a night like that again. It would surely kill 
him. He cried on her shoes and begged and stuttered his 
undying devotion to her as he begged her never to do 
that to him again. He was so pitiful that even Linda 
had to chuckle a little. 

Carol and Marie continued looking at his ass in wonder 
as they saw the welts rising up from the countless 
mosquito bites. They had feasted on him, all right, and 
the itching was going to be a continuing torment and 
reminder to him for many days. 

"Oooh, you poor thing..." Beverly cooed. "That must 
have been awful! I hated having to do that to you 
Tommy, but I had to make sure you would be obedient 
today. I certainly hope I never have to put you through 
that ordeal again, but that's entirely up to you. Will 
you be a good boy and obey everything I command?" 

"Oh, yes Mistress Beverly. Anything... I promise!" 

"Well that's certainly the right attitude, and a good 
start for what's ahead." She motioned to the other 
women to seat themselves on the fallen tree and a few 
large rocks as she turned her attention back to Tommy, 
who was still groveling at her feet and stuttering out 
his promises to her. 

"Tommy, I think you realize by now that you are no 
longer a free man. You are completely at the mercy of 
my whim, and the desires of these fine ladies here. 
Wouldn't you agree?" 

"Oh yes, Mistress Beverly! I agree!" There were a few 
snickers from the group as he blurted that out. 

"That makes you my slave Tommy. Do you realize that? 
You are now my slave, my property. I can do whatever I 
want to you, for no other reason than my own enjoyment. 
Isn't that right?" 

"Y-yes, Mistress B-Beverly. I'm your slave. I'll do 
anything you say." 

"Good! But you're not just MY slave, you know. You're 
also going to become the slave of each of the women 
here... Karen and Linda and Mrs. Whitford, and even 
Carol and Marie! What do you think of that? Any 
objections?" The other women glanced at each other and 
Carol and Marie giggled a bit. 

"No, Mistress Beverly... I-I mean YES Mistress... I 
mean NO, Mistress Beverly. I have no objections..." 
Tommy was sniffling a bit, and more than a bit 
confused, but he was so scared of Beverly right now 
that he was petrified of saying the wrong thing. "I'm 
glad I'm their slave." 

"Excellent! Then you'll be happy to hear that I've 
decided that you're to spend one night a week from now 
on serving each of your new Mistresses. Since Linda 
lives at home with her parents I've decided that her 
day with you will be Saturday. You will give her a key 
to your house and you will be available to her to use, 
or play with, or spank, or show off to her friends, or 
do anything she wants all day Saturday... EVERY 
Saturday. Do you understand me?" 

Linda clapped her hands in delight as she heard Tommy 
stutter out "Y-yes Mistress, anything she wants. I p-
promise." 

"Good! Then Monday nights will be for Mrs. Whitford, 
Tuesday nights will be for Marie, Wednesdays for Carol, 
Thursdays for Karen and Fridays will be for me! That's 
every week from now on, slave. Do you understand what 
this means? Anything they want! And Fridays for me. 
Fridays will be very important to you, young man. 
Because if any one of these ladies expresses even the 
slightest disappointment with you during the week; 
anything, from being too slow to lay across their knees 
for a spanking, to hesitating even slightly if they 
want to show you off to their friends. 

"Any disappointment at all will cause you to spend that 
Friday night back here with your little friends by the 
lake, only it will be even worse. Do you hear me?" 

Tommy started blubbering again. "Oh please, Mistress 
Beverly. Don't tie me up here again all night! It would 
KILL me! I'll do anything you or the others say. I 
promise. Please..." and his shoulders shook as the 
other women smiled and contemplated the future. They 
each had their very own slave, for a whole night every 
week. EVERY week! They could do whatever they wanted to 
him or make him do whatever pleased them! This was 
wonderful! 

Tom hadn't had an opportunity to let all of this sink 
in yet. All he knew was that he would do anything to 
keep from going through another night like the one he 
had just had. When it finally hit him that he was to be 
the permanent slave of six ladies ranging in age from a 
perky teenager to a woman in her 50's he would nearly 
die! 

Carol! Petite little Carol from work, who had always 
seemed so shy. He was to be her slave! Every Wednesday 
night from now on he would be at her apartment, across 
her lap if she wished, or bent across a table or stool 
where she and her friends could spank him and look at 
him whenever they chose! It was clear to him now that 
Beverly had included Carol and Marie in on this just to 
humiliate him. 

Oh God, Marie! And she had a roommate too! She was 
always teasing him at work. Well every Tuesday night 
from now on she and her roommate would be teasing 
him... and more! He always suspected she had a little 
cruel streak and he was about to find out exactly how 
cruel she could be! She was into parties. He shuddered 
to think about the treatment he'd be receiving at her 
hands. She'd have him dancing to her tune all right. 
Serving drinks, maybe wearing a little apron, 
entertaining in the most humiliating ways possible. 
She'd make good use of him, that was certain. 

Mrs. Whitford had her own plans already. She hadn't had 
a man around her house for a long time and she relished 
the thought of this young man at her beck and call one 
night a week. She had plenty of work for him to do. 
Carpentry and plumbing, household chores and yard work. 
She smiled inwardly as she thought of him doing all 
those chores in the nude! Even the yard work! 

Her back yard was pretty secluded and bordered only by 
Tom's property and an empty lot, so it was reasonably 
private. She could sit in a lawn chair and watch him 
sweating in the garden, stark naked, bending over and 
pulling weeds, trimming hedges. When it got too dark 
she could turn on the floodlights so he could continue. 
All those little jobs around the house would finally 
get done and she'd have some fun watching it. 

Karen had completely different plans for Thursdays. 

She'd have him on his knees eating her out for hours at 
a time. Whenever she felt horny, and that was almost 
always, she'd have his tongue at her disposal. If he 
didn't do it right, or even if she just felt like it, 
she'd strap him down and whip his ass good. That always 
made her even hotter, so soon she'd be sitting on his 
face again, rubbing her pussy against his lips, rubbing 
her clit against his nose, laughing as she saw his dick 
throbbing for her! He'd throb all night as she 
alternately tormented and played with him, depending on 
her mood. Karen would be a very demanding mistress 
indeed! 

Little Linda was going to spend her Saturdays exacting 
her revenge for the humiliation he had caused her! Tina 
and Ellen would be available to help her, and she could 
invite a few more of her friends over whom she trusted. 
She had got a real thrill seeing Tommy on his hands and 
knees with that ridiculous baby bonnet on his head. She 
knew it had humiliated him greatly so she decided that 
a lot more of the same treatment would be a good way to 
get back at him. 

She'd put him in diapers and make him crawl and drink 
from a bottle while her friends watched and took 
pictures of him. She would get him a nice playpen so he 
could lie in it and jerk off for them! She could even 
invite those four girls in who had seen him being 
punished in the back seat of his car! She knew that the 
spankings and diaper changes would amuse them greatly 
while causing Mr. Hyde a lot of discomfort. He'd pay 
dearly at her hands! 

Beverly looked around at the scene she had before her. 
Tommy was still tied up on his hands and knees, spread 
wide and sobbing at her feet. His dick was throbbing 
and his balls were hanging low and full. Around him 
were seated six ladies, each thrilled at having him as 
their personal slave, if only for one night a week. 

Things had turned out pretty well, it seemed! Certainly 
better than she had planned when she'd first seen him 
sitting in that tavern only four nights ago. But then 
again, she had always had the ability to make the best 
of situations as opportunities presented themselves. 

As for her Fridays, well, whenever Tommy had proved to 
be obedient and escaped the torment of another night in 
the woods, she'd have him spend Friday nights at her 
studio in town. She was going to use her night as an 
opportunity to indulge all of her bizarre sexual 
fantasies. She now had a slave who couldn't say no to 
anything and she planned to make good use of him. 

She'd spend her leisure time photographing him in all 
the indecent poses her dirty little mind could come up 
with. The first thing she'd do is make him sign a 
model's release form and then she'd be free to do 
whatever she pleased with the pictures, even sell them 
to magazines if she felt she had some particularly good 
ones. She was smart enough to know that the best way to 
keep him tractable was to keep him aroused and begging. 

When she was tired of taking pictures or needed to get 
some work done she would keep him in a little cage, or 
tied on his back with his legs bent in the air and 
spread wide. It would be good inspiration to her and it 
would also prove to be a nice diversion for her twin 
nieces, whom she often had over to visit her. They 
could amuse themselves with him in that position while 
she got her work done or ran an errand or two. They 
were good girls, but a little devilish, and she was 
sure they'd enjoy playing with him like that! 

Poor Mr. Hyde! If he only knew the full extent of his 
future serving these women... but even if he did, it 
wouldn't change a thing. He had gone far past the point 
of being able to do anything to prevent it. 

Beverly licked her lips as she released Tommy from his 
bonds. She made him crawl to each of the ladies, kiss 
their shoes and beg them to keep him as their slave. He 
also had to lay across each lady's lap for a sound 
spanking as he cried for it to end. It was particularly 
embarrassing being spanked by Carol. She seemed almost 
as nervous as he, but she soon warmed to the task of 
warming his backside, egged on a bit by Marie's 
encouragement. 

After he had visited each of the ladies Beverly made 
him kneel in front of the group and jerk off while they 
laughed and hooted and told him how cute he looked. He 
was ready to shoot in less than a minute but Beverly 
insisted he hold out for at least five minutes before 
letting him release his pent-up load. As the timer 
clicked off the last seconds, his face was beet red and 
the veins in his forehead were bulging from the intense 
desire to release. 

Finally he sprayed his hot white load high into the air 
and collapsed on the ground, his body wracked with 
convulsions as his ejaculations continued. Over a dozen 
spasms later he finally stopped jerking his hips. The 
load from his balls had finally been released but even 
he knew that this was only a temporary relief. It was 
Saturday, after all, and he belonged to Linda the rest 
of the day. 

Beverly made him crawl back to the car and put him in 
the back seat. When they got to his house she allowed 
him to put his sweatpants and tee shirt back on for the 
walk from the car to the front door. This was a 
temporary situation to avoid any embarrassment on 
Linda's part as she went along with them into the 
house. 

Once inside, they stripped him down completely and made 
him get on his hands and knees. Linda found the baby 
bonnet from the other night and placed it back on his 
head while Beverly re-attached the leash to his collar. 

"You have my number, Linda. Don't forget to let me know 
if he even slightly disappoints you. I'll know how to 
handle him!" 

Linda hugged Beverly and thanked her several times. 

As Beverly opened the door to leave, Linda was already 
picking up the phone to call Tina and Ellen. They had a 
full day ahead of them and a lot of preparations to 
make! She looked at Tommy crouched crab-like on the 
carpet and smiled. He looked at her pathetically from 
beneath the hated pink bonnet. The intense misery in 
his eyes made her feel smug with confidence as she 
dialed Tina's number. Life sure was great when you were 
young and in control! 

When Tina answered the phone, Linda nearly bubbled over 
with excitement telling her about the arrangements 
Beverly had made, and that Mr. Hyde was now a slave! 
Not only that but he was to be HER slave every 
Saturday, from now on! 

From his position on the floor, crouched crab-like on 
his arms and knees with his bare ass up in the air 
spread wide and inviting, Tommy could hear Tina's 
squeals of delight as both teenagers chatted excitedly 
over the phone about their plans. On two occasions 
Linda had to reach down and slap his already red ass 
and warn him to stop fidgeting. Eventually she sat down 
in a chair and crossed her legs on his rump, using him 
as a footstool while she finished her conversation with 
her friend. 

"OK now, you're sure you can get the stuff? Great! You 
should see him now... He's totally naked except for 
that pink baby bonnet on his head and I'm using his 
rear end for a footstool! Yeah, he looks miserable. 
Wait till tonight when the others come over! He thinks 
he's miserable now! Hurry up and come on over. I'll 
call Ellen now and see if she's home. See ya!" 

After Linda hung up she immediately dialed Ellen's 
number. When Ellen finally came to the phone Linda 
repeated the whole story to her, even pausing to slap 
Tommy's ass again just so he wouldn't think she'd 
forgotten him. Ellen told her that she, too, could 
bring over a few things and Linda told her to hurry 
because Tina was already on her way. 

After she hung up, Linda just sat there for a few 
minutes looking at Tom. She used her toes to massage 
his ass-cheeks a bit and even poked her toes in between 
them while she giggled and taunted him. 

"You don't look like such a big shot now, Mr. Hyde! 
Beverly really did a number on you but now it's MY 
turn... I'm still pissed at you, you know. You weren't 
very nice to me in front of my friends. I'll bet you 
never thought that someday you'd be my slave, did you! 
Well, did you?" and she goosed him with her toe. 

"N-n-oo, Mistress Linda," Tom replied nervously. 

"No, I'm sure you didn't. But you ARE my slave!" She 
laughed. "Now it's my turn to get even with you for 
being such a nasty shit to me! I know that bonnet that 
you're wearing embarrasses you. I can see that. That's 
exactly why you're wearing it! You're gonna wear it in 
front of my friends, and that's not all you're gonna 
do! You're gonna be soooo embarrassed, Mr. Hyde!" She 
giggled as she continued massaging his ass. Tommy just 
sniffled as the doorbell rang. 

"I'm coming!" Beverly got up and patted Tom's rump as 
she walked towards the door and opened it. 

"Gimme a hand with this," Tina said, and both girls 
walked down the steps. Tommy could hear them struggling 
to bring something up that sounded like it was on 
casters. When they finally maneuvered it through the 
door Tommy saw with horror that it was a playpen! 

"This is great, Tina! You sure nobody will miss it?" 

"Positive" Tina answered. "And I got some other neat 
stuff too, look!" 

"All right, wow!" Linda exclaimed as she saw the Teddy 
bear and rattle. "I hope nobody saw you dragging this 
thing across the street. Even if they did you can 
always say that Mr. Hyde was baby sitting someone and 
wanted to borrow it." 

They closed the door and rolled the playpen into the 
middle of the living room. The two girls crouched down 
and began touching Tommy all over and lightly stroking 
his hard penis. "Look what Aunt Tina brought over for 
you, Tommy! Isn't it wonderful? Say 'Thank You, Aunt 
Tina'." 

"Th-thank you... Aunt Tina" Tom managed. Just then the 
doorbell rang again. 

"Hurry up, you guys. It's me!" 

Tina opened the door and saw Ellen standing there with 
her arms full. She had a couple of baby bottles with 
nipples and some assorted clothes and things piled in 
her arms. She dropped them on the sofa and went over to 
see Tommy. 

"I brought the Polaroid over too. I've got a couple of 
fresh packs of film with it." 

"Great! Thanks a lot Ellen. You guys sure came 
through!" 

"It was our pleasure!" Ellen laughed. "I've got all day 
today and tonight too. I want to have some fun!" 

"That's fine with me," Linda replied. "I got an idea to 
get things off to a good start. Take off your panties 
and roll them into a ball." Linda shucked off her 
shorts and removed her white panties. She put her 
shorts back on and stood waiting while Ellen and Tina 
did likewise. 

"Fetch, Tommy! Bring it back!" She laughed as she threw 
the panties to the other side of the room. She used her 
foot to push Tommy in that direction. "Don't use your 
hands, just your teeth. Crawl over there and bring them 
back to me." 

The girls laughed as they saw Tommy crawl over to the 
panties on the floor. He lowered his head and picked 
them up in his teeth. Linda sat down on the chair and 
waited for him to crawl back to her with the panties 
dangling from his mouth. 

"Don't get too much drool on them! That's a good boy!" 

The other girls sat down on the sofa and began tossing 
their panties around the room too. Tommy had to 
scramble to keep up with them. If he took too long 
retrieving them the girls would slap his ass and urge 
him to be faster. 

"Hold them by the crotch, Tommy, not the waistband," 
Linda ordered. Ellen snapped a picture and they all 
paused to watch it develop. "Oh, he looks so cute with 
that pink baby bonnet on and the panties hanging from 
his mouth. I'm sure Beverly will love this one! Maybe 
Marie can put it on the bulletin board at work!" They 
all laughed and resumed their game of fetch with a now 
truly miserable Tommy. 

While Ellen and Tina continued the game, Linda got up 
and went into the bedroom. She came back with a white 
sheet from Tom's bed. She then got a pair of scissors 
from the kitchen and sat on the floor, cutting. 

"Whatcha doing, Linda?" Tina asked. 

"I'm making Tommy some nice diapers. Help me out." 

Tina got down on the rug and helped Linda measure and 
cut four large squares of cloth. "These look just about 
right! Come here Tommy. We want to try one of these on 
you." 

"No, please!" begged Tommy, hesitating. 

"Oops, looks like I'm gonna have to tell Beverly you 
were bad today!" 

"No, please don't tell her that!" Tommy panicked. "I'm 
coming." 

"Hurry up or I'll tell her!" Linda threatened as Tommy 
crawled over to the girls. They folded the cloth into a 
diaper, then made Tommy lie on his back with his legs 
up while they worked it under him and brought the 
corners around his waist and between his legs. 

"Wait, don't forget the powder!" Ellen yelled, as she 
brought the baby powder over and a handful of large 
safety pins. They sprinkled him with powder then pinned 
the corners of the diaper in place. 

"Wow! Wait till the others see this!" Linda exclaimed 
gleefully. 

She made Tommy roll over again and sit up with his legs 
spread. They made him suck on his thumb and pose for 
the camera while they laughed at him. Ellen thought he 
had too much hair for a baby so they undid the diaper 
and used the scissors to trim his groin hair very low. 
Linda got some shaving cream and a razor and the two 
girls went to work shaving his crotch and legs. 

In about ten minutes Tommy's crotch was completely 
bald. They even pulled his legs back and got the little 
hairs between his ass-cheeks and around his anus. When 
they were finished they fastened the diaper back on him 
and gave him a bottle with a nipple to suck on while 
they took some more pictures. 

Tom was embarrassed beyond belief, but he was trapped. 
He had to obey every command of these mischievous young 
ladies, his neighbors, or he would face another night 
at the lake and that was unthinkable. He crawled around 
on the floor in the diaper and bonnet while they jeered 
and took pictures, knowing that he was getting even 
deeper under their control with every flash of the 
camera, but he couldn't rebel now. It was a one-way 
street and there was no backing out at this point. He 
had no choice but continue going down. He was shamed to 
tears, and this was only the first day! 

The girls made him drink bottle after bottle of water 
from his nipple. Eventually, nature began to call and 
he looked pleadingly at them and asked to go to the 
bathroom. 

"Is it number one or number two?" Linda asked. 

"Number one," Tom answered uneasily. 

"Sorry Tommy, but that's what your diaper is for," she 
giggled, unmercifully. 

"Please Linda!" he begged pathetically "I really have 
to go, bad." 

She was unmoved, and mischievously made him drink 
another bottle of water. 

Tommy began squirming in agony. His legs were shaking 
and he was doing everything he could to hold it in, but 
it was a losing struggle. 

"Please!" he begged again. "Don't humiliate me this 
way!" He sniffled a bit and continued squirming. 

"You know, you sure cry a lot. Maybe that diaper and 
bonnet are appropriate on you. You had better get used 
to them because you're going to be wearing them every 
Saturday from now on."

"Please!" he struggled to hold it in, but he was 
shivering and squirming on the rug. The three girls 
gathered around him and watched and waited for the 
inevitable to happen. 

"I want you to look right at us while you wet your 
diaper, Tommy. Don't look away or we'll make you 
sorry!" 

As he looked at the three teenagers smiling at him he 
couldn't hold out any longer. He felt the first warm 
trickle into his diaper. Once the floodgates were 
opened, he couldn't stop the flow. He peed and peed, 
feeling his diaper getting sopping wet with the warm 
liquid. The girls were laughing at him as they saw what 
was happening. He was humiliated, but it felt so good 
to release the flow that he actually sighed as he did 
it! 

When he was finished Linda warned him not to move too 
much. "Looks like we're gonna have to get you some 
plastic pants to wear over your diaper, Tommy! We don't 
want you staining the rug." 

In his wet diaper they made him crawl from the living 
room onto the cool linoleum floor in the kitchen. When 
he got there they made him lie on his back with his 
knees up and spread while they unfastened the pins 
holding his diaper on. As they removed it they could 
see his cock and little hairless balls, sopping wet. 

They pulled the diaper off of him and used a washcloth 
to clean him off. They dried him then left him lying 
like that while Tina got another diaper from the living 
room. Linda sprinkled some more powder on his genitals 
and ass while Ellen took another picture. Finally Tina 
slid the new diaper under him and fastened it with the 
safety pins. 

"There! All nice and dry. Have another bottle, Tommy. 
We'd better cut up some more diapers for you - you'll 
need them for tonight!" 

They made him sit on the floor and play with some of 
the toys Ellen brought over while Linda got on the 
phone and called a few more of her friends. By the time 
she'd hung up she had another six girls who were coming 
over in about an hour. Most of them knew Mr. Hyde and 
couldn't believe that Linda was serious, but Linda felt 
they could be trusted and told them to bring some soda 
and chips and they'd see for themselves. 

One by one the new arrivals knocked on the door, and 
one by one they cracked up hysterically when they saw 
Tommy sitting on the floor! When they had all arrived 
Linda made Tommy crawl to each new girl and introduce 
himself as 'Baby Tommy' and thank them for coming to 
see him. After that the girls cracked open the soda and 
chips and began chatting about how Linda had got Mr. 
Hyde to do all these things. They even found some beer 
in Tom's refrigerator and passed that around too. 

Linda told the girls that Tommy loved being dominated 
by women and that he was, in fact, a slave to six 
women, including her. Her day was Saturday and they 
were all invited over any Saturday they had nothing 
else to do. They could even bring along some friends as 
long as they were sure they could be trusted to keep 
their mouths shut. 

Linda took off Tom's diaper and made him get up on his 
hands and knees again, wearing only his bonnet. The 
girls squealed with delight as they stared at his 
shaved crotch and pink ass. 

She made him suck his thumb as each of the new arrivals 
fondled his ass and felt him up good. She then made him 
crawl slowly around the room, slapping his own ass 
while they laughed hysterically. They each took some 
pictures of him and even posed with him for a few, but 
Linda made it clear that all of the pictures had to 
remain with her. 

She then made him climb into the playpen, and with his 
knees lifted back and spread as wide as he could get 
them he had to jerk off for them all as they watched in 
fascination. 

It didn't take long for him to cum, spraying his white 
seed all over the place, so Linda told him to just keep 
on going and to do it again. 

He pumped furiously trying to get a second orgasm and 
his hand was a complete blur. The girls were gathered 
around him, drinking beer and soda and taunting him on. 
It took him nearly ten minutes of jerking and twisting 
around in the little crib before he felt close to the 
edge again. 

The girls noticed the change as he got closer and Linda 
made him slow down and use only his thumb and first two 
fingers. When he was right on the edge they made him 
beg to be allowed to come while they laughed and 
stroked his thighs and feet. Finally Linda gave 
permission and with a groan Tommy was spurting all over 
his belly again. 

They gave him his bottle and a Teddy bear and allowed 
him to rest there in the pen while they listened to 
some music and talked about some other ideas the new 
girls had for him. A short while later he had to pee 
again so they put a new diaper on him and made him pee 
in it again for the amusement of the new arrivals. 

Tina noticed that two of the girls who had seen him 
being punished in his car on Wednesday just happened to 
be out in the street in front of the house. They hadn't 
said anything to anybody so far, so Linda thought they 
might be amused to see Mr. Hyde having his diaper 
changed. She called them and invited them in. When they 
saw Mr. Hyde in the bonnet and diaper they covered 
their mouths and blushed deeply, but there was laughter 
in their eyes. 

Poor Mr. Hyde had just about lost it by this point. His 
dignity was completely gone and as he lay on his back 
with his legs in the air he cried like a real baby as 
they removed the wet diaper, cleaned him up, powdered 
him, and put on a fresh diaper. 

Linda made him crawl over to the footstool and lie 
across it. She then tugged his diaper down around his 
knees and invited the two new arrivals to give him a 
good spanking! 

They were too embarrassed at first, but egged on by 
Linda one of them walked up to Mr. Hyde and gently gave 
him a slap on his powdered ass. 

"No, harder than that! Give him a REAL spanking! He can 
take it!" 

The girl gave him a harder slap, and then a harder one. 
Before long her hand was leaving red slap marks all 
over his cheeks. Tom wouldn't have believed how much a 
small hand like hers could sting, but she put her whole 
arm into it and eventually had him begging her to stop. 

Her friend then didn't want to be outdone and she 
continued the spanking while Tom squirmed and pleaded 
with her to go softer. His diaper hung loose around his 
knees and he shifted his weight and twisted his ass, 
trying to avoid the painful slaps, but to no avail! 

The whole room was laughing hysterically as Tom howled 
in pain and cried. When the girls were done Linda made 
him kneel in front of them and thank them both for the 
spanking they had given him. They giggled and left, 
leaving Tom mortified beyond belief. 

The rest of the day was spent tormenting and 
humiliating him in front of Linda's friends. He had 
several more wet diaper changes and had to jerk off 
twice more until finally supper time arrived and 
everybody had to go home. 

After supper Linda and Ellen came back, along with 
three of the other girls from the afternoon, and they 
kept at him till around eight o'clock. At that point it 
was time to call it a day. 

As they prepared to go home the girls thanked Linda and 
asked her if they could come back again next Saturday. 

"Sure!" said Linda. "By then we should all have some 
really good ideas to use on him... Poor Mr. Hyde." she 
said with mock sympathy. "He's going to be soooo 
embarrassed!" 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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