The Photo Club

The Photo Club 22 to 24

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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The photo club

Authors remark;

Due to the amount of people in in this story, first a brief summary of all the characters in this story. I will add this every three parts.

The main characters:

Paul, that’s me when I was sixteen years old, Gonda was my girl.

Gonda, one of the main characters she is a very powerful and dominant girl, but has a sweet loving character and a very strong sense of justice. She had a crush on me and later I fell in love with her. Gonda is seventeen and a martial arts champion.

Lenneke, I had a huge crush on her, and later we became good friends. She is a very rich girl but often very lonely because she thinks they like her for her wealth. Lenneke is longing for an intimate relationship and still searching. Later she finds out that she is bi-sexual.

Ricky, my younger nephew from Canada he is a very clever guy with a lot of hidden talents he is fifteen but very mature. He fell in love with the very beautiful Tanja who is two years older.

Sjoerd, the guy with the red hair who became our friend after Gonda and Lenneke saved me when I was raped. Sjoerd is seventeen and one class ahead on us. Later in this story he fell in love with Bart, Sjoerd is gay.

Janette, she is the successor of Thijs and teaches handicrafts at school, first everybody hated her. Later she became Gonda’s friend. Janette is twenty-seven and first had a job with the police before her career switch.

Charly, she is Gonda’s best friend and training buddy she practices the same martial arts as Gonda. Later she fell in love with Marco, who wasn’t a bully at all. Charly turned eighteen in this story.

Tanja, she is Charly’s sister she is blind but also a very beautiful girl she could be a model. Ricky falls in love with Tanja. She is seventeen and adopted by Charly’s parents.

Betty, we met her in the train when going to Zandvoort, she was the train conductor and turned out to live in my apartment block, she loves young guys with long hair... just like me. Betty is twenty-seven.

Staff members from Lenneke’s family

James, he is the driver of the limousine of Lenneke’s parents.

Gijs, he is the groomsman and takes care of Lennekes horses.

People from my school

Thijs, he is our handicraft teacher and initiator of the photoclub.

MR. de Jong, later called by his first name Ben, he is the gym teacher for the boys at school.

Miss Swann, she is the gym teacher for the girls at school.

Miss van Gelder, the school nurse.

Bullies

Ricardo, one of my class mates who bullied me.

Jacob, also one of my classmates and sometimes a bully, but a much nicer person. In spite of his punishment from Gonda he started to like her, Gonda also found Jacob a nice guy.

George, one of my class mates who bullied me he was put on his place by Ricky.

Pieter, the guy in the woods who had stolen our clothing.

Pierre, The guy that I had knocked down when he wanted to touch Gonda when we were naked in the woods. Later he took revenge on me and Sjoerd by giving his friends false information.

Marco, he facilitated the assault on me and Sjoerd, his dad had a paintball business later Marco became Charly’s friend as he turned out to be a really nice guy. (he turned out not to be a bully)

Bart, one of the guys who has assaulted me and Sjoerd and hunted us with paintball rifles.

Kees, one of the guys who has assaulted me and Sjoerd and hunted us with paintball rifles.

Chris, one of the guys who has assaulted me and Sjoerd and hunted us with paintball rifles.

Miscellaneous characters

Olga, Gonda’s aunt, she owns a sex shop and a BDSM dungeon she offers also Brazilian wax treatments and Boyzilian waxing for boys.

Ronald, ex-partner of Janette a very nasty guy he abducted his own son and abused him.

Kevin, he is the 14 year old son of Janette. Gonda and Charly rescued him from his evil dad.

Appie, he is a crippled man and lives in my apartment block. Stealing petrol from him brought me in big troubles, but Appie was a nice guy.

Bart Ubbing, he and Sjoerd met in Zandvoort, Sjoerd fell in love with Bart who was gay too. Bart is a body builder. He is eighteen years old.

Krista, also a friend of Gonda and helps her when Gonda needs some extra girl power, due to Krista’s psychological condition and bad childhood she can be mean and sadistic it excites her when she can hurt someone.

Parents:

Grada, my mother.

Janine, Sjoerd’s mother.

Jenny, Lenneke’s mother.

Henk, Gonda’s father.

Martha, Gonda’s mother.

Rose, Ricky’s mother and my aunt from Canada.

The photo club

(Part 22)

Janette is making up with Gonda

I had given Janette Gonda's number after having a long conversation with her. Janette really wanted to make up for her wrong start. I actually had quite a bit of people knowledge and I had the idea that she was a totally different person than she pretended to be. Of course, I had told Gonda what I had discussed with her. Ricky had already told my mother about the drawing lesson and how I had saved him from posing nude. I had just ended my telephone call with Gonda, when my mother embraced me and gave me a kiss on my cheek. She thought it was very sweet of me.

Gonda wanted to discuss the matter with Janette, but not at school, oh no.... she had to come to her father's studio on Wednesday afternoon. Janet thought it was a strange demand, but then again Gonda was a strange girl and if she wanted to win the class for her, Gonda would play a very important role. Furthermore, Gonda had told Janette that Ricky and I would also be with there this Wednesday.

On Monday Gonda told me what she was planning to do with Janette. I told her she could not do a thing like that.

“Just pay attention“, she said.

Wednesday afternoon at Gonda

At two o'clock sharp she was at the door, Gonda let her in.

"Just come with me Janette, you wouldn’t mind that Paul and Ricky are here would you.”

"No, I've heard from Paul that you are all very close friends.”

"Nice, grab a seat, sit down and speak up.”

Janette immediately started apologizing and she regretted that she had made such a bad start, it was her first time teaching as an official teacher at first she worked for the police. She said that she was a single mother and now working part-time she could hardly provide for her and her son. She almost started to cry. Gonda saw that she was honest and that she regretted her bad start with Gonda and the class.

"How old is your son?"

"Fourteen.”

"I think you're probably under thirty, how is that possible?"

"I was a teenage mother, I am twenty-seven and I was only thirteen when I got Kevin.”

Gonda began telling something about herself, she said that she was a dominatrix and tolerated no one's authority, she told about her abuse as a child and how she had done everything to become resilient. And she was very successful with her strength and martial arts. Her super athletic muscular body could be extremely intimidating. That was one of the reasons that everyone respected her.

"Listen Janette, you've really pissed me off, I surely cannot accept that. If you want us to be able to interact with each other in a friendly way then you must accept a punishment from me. If you refuse then your visit would be in vain and in the end you will be sorry. Please think about it...”

Janette was completely flabbergasted, she had not expected this, but she was determent to make it up with Gonda.

"What kind of punishment did you have in mind?" She said in a soft voice.

"A spanking, and I will do you a favor it will be an OTK spanking because I can understand you and you showed remorse, it will be fifty swats.”

"OTK?"

"Yes you’ll need to undress completely and then you get over my lap, and your spanking will be on your bare buttocks that's all, oh yes and Paul will take pictures for our collection. Do you submit? Just think about it. If you do it we will make a new start and I will help you with the class, okay?"

"All right, I will do it but you have to promise me that those photos will stay here.”

"That's good, now strip!"

Janette began to undress.

"Paul, take her clothes and put them down in the cupboard please, then you can also grab the camera for the photo shoot.”

Janette was stark naked in front of Gonda and Ricky, she looked very afraid and was trembling all over.

"You have a beautiful body Janette.” Ricky could not resist mentioning it.

"Gonda will you please be careful with me?" She asked in a tiny voice.

"Don’t worry, I am a very experient disciplinarian and I know exactly how far I can go. I’ll make sure you will leave here being unharmed.”

I just came back in with the camera, Janette's clothes were put away and I prepared the camera for the photo shoot.

"Oh my.... wow, you're beautiful Janette, maybe you should model yourself for your next drawing class” I said. Despite her fear, she felt flattered that the two boys from her handicraft class found her attractive.

"Janette please come to me, and lie down over my knees, I will first give you twenty to warm up and then the remaining thirty. And you have to count, make a mistake or miss one, then I start again, so pay attention.”

SWAT SWAT SWAT "one two three" SWAT SWAT SWAT "eighteen, aahhh, nineteen twenty, au !!"

"That was the warm up now the last thirty"

SWAT!! SWAT!! SWAT!! These were much harder I saw her buttocks trembling and the flesh rippled away after the impact of Gonda's hand. SWAT!! SWAT!! SWAT!! "AHHH !! thirty-five, sixth Au sob, seventh AHHH !!

"Janette began to sob, she was not able to count anymore. Gonda forgave her and started counting herself. She did not started all over but went on until she reached fifty. I photographed all of it.

Gonda put her on her lap. Janette's long blond hair hung over her breasts in wet streaks from her tears and sweat. Her beautiful boobies were jumping up and down from sobbing. Gonda embraced her and gently stroked her back.

"It is over now I hope I did not hurt you too much, but you did earn it didn’t you. Everything is forgiven, we will make a new start okay?"

Gonda comforted her, Janette also found out that Gonda was not a cruel heartless girl.

"Ricky please get the arnica gel, you now where it’s to be found don’t you.”

"Janette just lay down over my lap again, then I'll rub the ointment on your buttocks, the arnica gel will reduce the sore and painful feeling and increase the healing of bruises. Although I think you will not get bruises because I have been very careful with you. Are you alright?"

Ricky handed the tube to Gonda and she carefully began rubbing Janette's buttocks.

"There you are all done, Janette. Tell me how did it feel standing stark naked in front of all of us here, honestly.”

"I thought it was awful, but I was afraid too.”

"This is how Ricky and Jacob felt, the use of the tickets was indeed a much better and fairer solution. Do you regret it and will you start doing it differently?" Gonda asked.

"Yes it was a bit heartless of me, I saw the tears of that boy and just went on, it was stupid but I wanted to show my authority. I will deal with it differently from now on. It’s apparently a good class where the pupils get together and defending each other, that's what I like.”

"Well about liking, Ricky and Paul are right, you have a very nice body I could use you as my Rope bunny at the moment I only have one female model.”

"Are you familiar with Shibari?" Janette asked. She immediately had Gonda's full attention.

"Yes, it’s a hobby of mine” Gonda replied.

"Oh that’s great! My ex and I also did Shibari that was one of the few fun things he did to me. I often played his mistress but I could also switch into submissive mode. We both liked BDSM and kink.”

"Do you have Shibari photos, and if so, can I see them?"

Gonda looked at me and Ricky.

"She can see mine, she has seen me naked already, so I don’t care. But the ones from Sjoerd and Lennekes.... for that you must have their permission that is what we had agreed.”

"Well ok. Janette, just walk with me down to the photo lab, there just sit on that sofa its soft and comfortable for your buttocks, Gonda first selected some pictures so she could only show mine.”

Janette loved it.

"Maybe I do want to be your rope bunny that is if it was a serious offer.” Janette thought it was a very horny idea and also a good chance to become friends with Gonda. It had a lot of advantages. Janette had become soaking wet by watching the photos and the idea of being bound by her. She was also completely shaved. Gonda had seen that, the photos and the idea excited her and she smiled at Janette. The ice was definitely broken.

"It’s good I like it, come here” Gonda embraced Janette and kissed her.

"Wednesday afternoon I always have this studio for myself, it is possible that Lenneke and Sjoerd are here too, what do you think of that? As you will be naked... by the way, my friends are always naked when I am with them. If you want to be my friend, you must also accept me as your dominatrix. Dress code means undressing... In any case for the boys that is. So you are never the only one being naked. And I guarantee you that nothing will happen that could cause harm to you. "Come to me next week Wednesday at two o'clock I will make a nice bondage with you.”

“Can you also do the knotting yourself?"

"Yes, it is also a hobby of mine.”

"Oh great, we can learn from each other, by the way you will find out that all my friends and girlfriends are shaved. That makes working with rope easier. Actually, we do not shave ourselves, but we go to my aunt for a waxing. Let me have a good look at you, please get up. "

Janette stood up and Gonda caressed her pubic area.

"I feel stubbles, wouldn’t waxing be a good solution for you too?"

"Yes, but I cannot afford that.”

"I can arrange something for you, but only if you want to join our friends club, I am sure that I could arrange a very strong price reduction for you.”

"Yehh, that would be great!"

Janette was completely relieved and happy again, the sore feeling of the spanking was almost gone, her buttocks were still a bit warm though. She had found a new friend in Gonda and Gonda started to like Janette as well. And Janette didn’t care that Gonda was ten years younger. She decided to try something.

Janette embraced Gonda and gave her a big kiss.

"Thank you for giving me a chance, I'm glad we’ve cleared the air. And I think we can get along well with each other. And uhh I really deserved the spanking.”

Gonda was also pleasantly surprised; she never could have thought this would be happening at all. She started to think very differently about Janette now. She was actually not such an unsympathetic bitch.

"I'll come to you next Wednesday. Kevin can be with my parents, just like today.”

"Paul will you get Janette’s clothes please.”

"No I won’t, I like her better without” I joked, and I gave Janette a wink. I took her clothes out of the lockable closet.

"Here you are Janette, as you probably have noticed, Gonda is really not hateful at all, I told you remember? I am glad you two are okay again. And as far as I am concerned you are welcome joining us.”

Janette's shibari session

This Wednesday afternoon we were all at Gonda, especially Sjoerd wanted to see the beautiful crafts teacher without clothes regardless of the fact that he was gay. And it was going to happen today. I had made sure that the photo equipment was ready. Lenneke, Sjoerd and I were already there when Janette rang the bell. She had a sports bag with her. Gonda answered the door.

"Hi Janette, come in. This is Sjoerd, he is in the exam class so you don’t teach him craft skills anymore.”

Janette greeted Sjoerd and began to tell how she had come here. Gonda said that Janette also practiced Shibari and that she wanted to try some things today.

"Gonda if you've done your knotting session then I want to show you something, my specialty is suspension we can do that later.”

"All right, then from now on dress code..." Everyone except Gonda and Janette started getting undressed.

"Janette, dress code means getting naked, I think I’ve already told you last time.”

Janette also began to undress; Gonda was the only clothed person. Then all of a sudden Janette saw Sjoerd’s CB.”

"Ohh that's beautiful! Sjoerd, do would you like to tell me why you are wearing it?"

Sjoerd replied that he wanted to do that another time because it was quite a long story. Janette said it was okay.

Gonda wanted to do a Shibari bondage of two women. It was called "Forced Cuddle" and ensured that the two girls were bound together in a forced hugging position.

"Lenneke and Janette I need the two of you do make this bondage. We will do this outside on the grass we have more space and the light is better for making photos.” Gonda gave the instructions and I took the photos. Lenneke blushed profoundly because it was a pretty erotic bondage, and Janette was still her teacher. "Janette had seen it and tried to put her at her ease. But in the end Lenneke was glad that this bondage was over. Hereafter Janette told us things about safety and demonstrated suspension bondage. I was her rope bunny, and Lenneke was allowed to take pictures. Sjoerd and Ricky were stunned.

"How wonderful Janette!" Ricky said.

The afternoon went by very quickly and it was very nice with the six of us, Janette was indeed very differently than she was at school. Of course she asked for prints of the photos, Gonda said it was ok. but she had to pay a fee for the photo paper, but it was not that much. The women were allowed to dress up again. Gonda wanted to make a bondage with the boys. Ricky and I were just tied together when the fire alarm went off in the building. Sjoerd was just able to put on his underwear. And with his clothes under his arm, he and the two girls rushed out on the street. Gonda Ricky and I stayed behind.

We felt a bit dizzy, Gonda was struggling trying to loosen the bondage in a fast way, but she also lost her coordination and apparently she did not succeed.... then everything went black. I regained consciousness with a mask covering my face. I was on my back naked on the grass I was no longer bound. An ambulance nurse gave me oxygen. I looked aside and saw that Ricky was sitting next to me, he also had a mask on, but was in a way better condition compared to me... Where’s Gonda?

"Sjoerd, where did Gonda go?"

"They took her to the hospital, she did not regain consciousness soon enough after they gave her oxygen.”

Gonda had stayed behind trying to free us while we already passed out and had finally partially released the bondage. But apparently she breathed in too much carbon monoxide herself. I wanted to go to her straight away, but then I had to wear some clothes first.

"Ricky we have to have our clothes, I want to go to my girl.”

But nobody was allowed into the building because I saw that Ricky was stopped when he wanted to rush in and out of the building as fast as he could. I pretended to be fainting again. Immediately I was put on a stretcher and taken to the hospital. I acted regaining my consciousness when we were inside the hospital and was immediately put on an infusion and driven to a room. Gonda was there too. Thank God she was by again. She too was on an infusion. She was still a little drowsy.

"Gonda, are you okay?"

"Yes, it is getting better now I just was not fast enough to get you out. Janette was right about safety. We should not do this anymore. Where is Ricky, is he okay?”

"Yes, he tried to get me some clothes but was not allowed entering the building, then I acted to be out again so that they would bring me to you.”

An hour later Lenneke entered the room, she had called James to bring Ricky home. She was barely inside and my mother and Martha came rushing in.

Martha told me that a failure in the boiler on the top floor happened, releasing carbon monoxide. Because this gas was heavier than air, we were poisoned fortunately they had invested six months ago in a decent fire alarm system, it automatically raised an alarm at the fire department. That caused them to be just in time to save us. Martha started hugging Gonda almost suffocating her.

"Oh Thank God that you are okay!"

My mother did the same to me after a while when she was done I had the opportunity to ask about Ricky.

"He is okay and is at home with Sjoerd. Miss de Jong is at the police station because she had to make a statement for they had found a bunch of rope and two naked teenagers with the remnant of ropes around their wrists. They thought there was some kind of abuse going on.”

"Oh that poor Janette, no off course not we were just practicing a Shibari bondage and I did not manage to release them fast enough during the alarm. Janette reminded us before that a quick escape from the bondage should be possible for safety, in this case a big knife would have done the job. "Gonda said.

The doctor came in and asked how we felt he told us that a sister would come to take some blood. If the blood gases were okay then we could go home. A moment later she came in and took five tubes of blood from Gonda and me. An hour later she returned telling us that we could check out. Thank God my mother had brought me some clothes as I was still naked in bed. Ricky and Sjoerd were brought home by James, Ricky’s and my clothes were still in the studio. Lenneke was waiting for us downstairs in the hall she and James would take us all home. The sweetheart had arranged everything very well for us. I thanked her and gave her a big kiss.

The photo club

(Part 23)

Staying at home

The Monday after the incident with the fire department Ricky and I stayed at home, Sjoerd was allowed going to school, the poisoning was much less with him because the duration of the exposure was much less. Gonda also stayed home for a day.

Paintball?!

The next day Sjoerd and I decided to go to school by foot, Ricky was free because he had to take care of some administrative stuff for the student exchange program. Together with my mother he had to go to the town hall that day.

Before I went to school I called Sjoerd, he would join me when I walked past his house. The weather was nice, much too good to sit at school for the whole day. Sjoerd and I were talking about the carbon dioxide incident; I asked him how they reacted at school. In the paper was an article about three naked boys and a girl being rescued out of a building by the fire brigade, the girl was the only one dressed.

Just as Sjoerd wanted to tell me about the reactions on the article a black VW transporter stopped, the sliding door opened and four boys with paintball clothing and protective masks grabbed us and dragged us into the van.

The van drove away to an unknown destination. Meanwhile, Sjoerd and I were being stripped naked by those guys. Sjoerd did not wear his CB because he would have a gym lesson for the last two school hours. Every attempt to get information from the boys was in vain, they didn’t answer any question that we asked. For example why they were doing this to us and where they would take us, they just did not answer anything. Our hands were tied on our backs. I noticed that the road became quite bumpy, but we could not see anything outside the vehicle as there were no windows in the cargo area of the VW transporter. One of the boys took a roll of Duct tape and taped our mouth shut. We were given safety goggles, which would be securely fastened to our head with Duct tape as well.

After ten very uncomfortable minutes in the bus, they finally stopped, the door opened and we were roughly pushed outside. We were somewhere in a forest. The four boys had paintball guns and a whole lot of ammunition. The bus drove away with our clothes in it. We were naked from head to toe. Finally the smallest of the four started to speak.

"We will be hunting today, and you are our prey. It is your punishment because you’ve caused my nephew to go home naked with his ass being almost skinned and last but not least being arrested by the police. I do not want to risk causing you eye injury when shooting you so I advise you to wear those glasses. The paintballs will hurt like hell you'll have bruises, but that's nothing compared to what my nephew had to endure.”

Another boy started giving us instructions:

"As you see there is a ladder there against this tall tree, you will climb up one by one. There is a cable up there we will give you a pulley with two handles, you’ll attach it to the cable and then you hold on tightly as you slide down in the direction of the pine trees. The cable is quite long and continues behind the pines.”

"Oh yes, now it gets interesting, when we see you after you got off the cable car we'll shoot at you, if we catch you then your bare ass will be birched.”

He untied our hands and pushed Sjoerd in the direction of the ladder. I suddenly saw the cable car they had fixed. It was incredibly high, I think at least fifteen meters.

"Up you go or do we have to fire some balls on your ass first!" He gave Sjoerd the pulley and pushed him up the ladder. Sjoerd climbed up and put the wheel of the pulley on the cable. There were handles on both sides of the pulley. He had to hold those tight. In this way the pulley was kept on the rope in balance.

"Keep on holding the two handles with both hands, otherwise you'll fall down.”

The four boys aimed their paintball gun at Sjoerd, he didn’t want to take any risk and went off sliding down the cable and finally disappeared out of sight when passing the pines. I saw one of the four guys walking to the pines, and after a minute or five, he raised his hand.

"Your turn, here is the pulley, you've seen how it's done, now up you go!”

As I climbed up I saw how they were aiming the guns at me, I decided to do the same thing as Sjoerd did, and I was sliding in the direction of the pines. I went pretty fast and the pine branches lashed my bare body, I could not scream because of the tape, but because of the speed the branches of the pines were hurting my vulnerable naked body.

I was flying over a large field of stinging nettles at about a meter and a half below my bare feet. The cable went up again and I started to slow down and roll back. I saw Sjoerd standing motionless in the middle of the nettle field. When I hung still my toes were touching the nettles. I couldn’t hold it any longer, after a minute or five, I had to let go and fell down close to Sjoerd in the middle of the nettles. It stung like a madman especially under my feet. My groin and genitals were the most sensitive. The nettle field was at least 30 feet in the square.

Some paintballs were flying over my head. I gestured Sjoerd to go and squat. The nettles were about one meter high so it would be hard to see us. I went through the nettles to Sjoerd, loosened his gag and he loosened mine so we could at least talk.

"We have to stand up with our bellies against each other. Then I gently push you halfway up the field, then we turn around and you push me. In this way the nettles will only touch our buttocks and legs okay? "

Sjoerd thought it was a very good idea, then we also had eyes on two sides and we could keep an eye on those guys.

PATS!! a red paintball splattered between my shoulder blades. It hurt a lot. "Get down!" Sjoerd said. One of those balls was flying over our heads. We continued to crouch in the same way. Halfway we turned. Because of the bent position I felt what Sjoerd would have endured. The nettles that went between my legs and were centered via the cleft to the middle of my buttocks. They touched my perineum, scrotum and penis and anus before they would touch Sjoerd, who then kicked them flat.

"Arghh, Oh man that hurts how could you endure this? I think we should just sprint to the edge of the field. Ohh man I cannot stand it anymore.”

We slowly got up and immediately a ball with blue paint hit my ass and sjoerd got hit with a red one just above his cock. "Au ahhhh!!" he shouted.

"Come on lets run for it!"

We rushed through the nettle field towards the trees. We heard the paint balls flying all around us. I got one on my right nipple and another one hitting the tip of my penis, I screamed.

"Sjoerd got hit on his chest several times. Strangely enough they managed to hit both his nipples with two blue balls. Paff I felt how a paintball shot exactly between the cleft of my buttocks at the level of my anus. "Aarghh!!" The ball splashed apart before it could penetrate. It seemed like someone was holding a red hot iron against my anus. I suddenly saw where they were and Sjoerd dragged me behind a thick oak tree. After a few minutes we took a sprint and suddenly ran straight into the arms of two of the hunters. They pointed the paintball gun at our crotch. We stopped immediately.

"Got you!" Now we're going to scourge you. The other two came from a different direction and we had to walk to the middle of two parallel trees they were two and a half meters apart. They tied Sjoerd’s two arms and legs between the trees and gave me a birch. This consisted of about twenty willow branches that had been stripped of their leaves.

One of the boys stood in front of Sjoerd with the paintball gun and aimed it at his nut sack.

"You're going to give your friend fifty strokes with the birch on his bare ass; if you refuse he can forget about his child benefit. Understood!"

"Do it, Sjoerd said, maybe I still want children later.”

"Oh, and do not worry, your friend will have a go at your buttocks when you are done birching him.”

While Sjoerd and I were being held under arrest, I began cautiously with the birching. PAFF! I felt a burning pain on my right buttock.

PAFF! Sjoerd got one in his belly button.

"Harder!"

Woesh the birch hissed through the air, I did it just a little bit harder I did not want to hurt Sjoerd. PAFF! my left buttock was shot at.

PAFF! Sjoerd got one just above his dick.

"I'm going to aim a bit lower every time.” Said the guy who had Sjoerd at gunpoint.

"Harder!!"

"I am so sorry Sjoerd!"

Woesh woesh woesh..... After the twentieth blow, I saw small droplets of blood appear woesh woesh and that is fifty. They released Sjoerd and he did a bare butt spanking dance, he was running around in circles jumping up and down. Streams of blood ran down his legs. Tears running down his face. Then they grabbed me and bound me between the trees. Sjoerd was handed the birch and, like me, was at gunpoint again.

"Don’t hold back Sjoerd, those paintballs hurt like hell.”

“Tell me something” He said.

Woesh woesh woesh woesh woesh woesh woesh..... Sjoerd did it very fast but also hard enough. He hated it and wanted to get it over with as soon as possible.

I also felt warm streams of blood running down my legs and tried not to scream. I also did the bare butt spanking dance after they had released me. I saw the boys watching amusedly as my dick was flapping up and down on the rhythm. They gagged us again using Duct tape and took us to the van. The ride was now much shorter. The van stopped, the boys threw us out and we were taken to a log cabin. I saw Sjoerd studying the van.... “What are you looking at, move your ass!"

Sjoerd printed the license plate of the van into his head 42–28-PB “Four guys against the two of us the second of the eight month that was todays date and PB for paintball.” He would be able to remember it like that.

Once inside, all Duct tape was carefully removed using petrol. They used it to get rid of the sticky remnants and we had to go outside, behind the cabin was a garden with a lawn.

"We are going to hose you down and clean you up, and then you can go.”

They sprayed us completely clean with a garden hose. Our naked bodies were soaped, from head to toe, using green industrial soap. It didn’t smell very pleasantly but it took of the paint very well. They scrubbed us with a brush which was quite painfully and again they hosed us down. We were handed two towels so that we could dry ourselves.

“You cannot say that we didn’t take good care of you.” said the smallest guy.

"We can dump the towels in the trash for they are covered with blood.” I heard another one saying.

"No, we burn them in case they track us down, it could be evidence.”

"What about our clothes?" I asked.

"We will burn them together with the towels the shortest of the guys said. My nephew also had to go home naked, so will you now get going!"

"It had already become quite late, I had no idea where we were.”

We walked westward and used the sun to navigate. After a while I saw a fire tower, I thought that I saw it before at the horizon when we were at Lenneke’s estate during the holidays.

"Come, Sjoerd, lets climb up and try to see where we have to go.”

When being on top of the tower I saw Lenneke’s big mansion way in the distance.

"Over there!! look Sjoerd that’s where Lenneke lives! We must continue to walk westward, in the direction of the setting sun.”

After walking through the forest for about four or five hours we finally came across the signs saying private property. And saw the country road towards the remote shed. We would go there.

Gijs finds us

Dead tired and with a burning crotch area, bleeding buttocks and feet we finally fell asleep on a pile of hay bales. The next morning there were footsteps outside. And the door opened. Gijs found two battered sleeping boys close together in the hay. He woke us up.

"Gosh Paul, Sjoerd they are all looking for you. Oh my! What the hell happened to you! I will get two coveralls and then you go to the mansion you need medical care!"

It took Gijs only a short time to return with the overalls and we got dressed quickly. Everything itched and burned from the nettles and flogging. Lenneke's mother stood there waiting for us invited us in and immediately called our parents. James was given the assignment to collect our parents.

"You boys go and have a nice shower first, it will do you good I’ll walk with you we have five bathrooms but you can take the one from Lenneke, I am sure she does not mind. Then you can scrub each other, getting nice and clean again. It’s a rain shower so you both can have a shower together. Then you can take a nap in the guest bedroom, that is the one with the sign 1-6. South just down the hall the seventh door on your right. There you see a large corridor and it is the second door on your left, you’ll see the sign. 1 for first floor 6 for the bedroom number and south for the south wing of the house, that's how you can find the rooms. I have called your parents James will go and get them here for you.

“O.M.G. you both look terrible as if you haven’t slept for a whole week. And your buttocks are bleeding, what the hell happened. Any way you can tell us later, first get some rest.”

Sjoerd and I were completely broken, after an almost sleepless night on the hay. Both of our whole bodies were aching and our crotch upper legs and feet itched terribly from the nettles. Sjoerd almost looked like a girl with two huge blue bumps on his nipples looking like boobies. And my cock was completely blue and swollen my back and chest and buttocks did hurt like hell. We washed each other carefully and then put a bath towel on the bed, we did not want to make blood stains on the bedding. We immediately fell asleep on the nice soft double bed we did not used the covers to keep them clean, we were both naked and did not even noticed that our parents came to check on us. My mother and Sjoerd's mother had introduced themselves neatly to Jenny, that’s Lenneke's mother’s name.

My mother and Jenny went downstairs.

"Let them sleep, they walked the whole afternoon till late in the evening and finally slept in the shed on the straw. Gijs our groomsman found them this morning. They look terribly battered, I wonder what happened and longing to hear the whole story.”

Our parents had stayed almost all of the day at Lenneke’s mansion.

It was way after four o'clock when our parents and Jenny came to watch again, I woke up and covered myself with the bath towel.

"Oh Paul, sorry how stupid of me, I'll arrange bathrobes for the both of you.” Jenny sent the butler out to get two bathrobes from the guest house. After about ten minutes I entered the living room again, I still had the blood stained towel wrapped around me.

"Oh my God that looks bad let me look a bit closer.” I didn’t care that the mothers or the butler would see me naked.

"That must be taken care of! Just hand the towel to the butler, he can dump it in the laundry", said Jenny. I now could cover myself with the bathrobe.

"Sjoerd needs care too", I said.

“I told them in detail what had happened to us and how we’ve walked barefoot and naked for hours through the woods to be finally arriving here at the estate.”

Jenny called their home doctor right away; he could be here within half an hour she said.

In the meantime Sjoerd came down the stairs, he had already seen the bathrobe on the bed and used it right away.

"Sjoerd please take off the coat and let us have a look at you too.” Sjoerd blushed, but did what his mother asked.

"Well beaten buttocks and bruises all over his body just like Paul, but Sjoerd what happened to your nipples" asked his mother.

"They were hit by paintballs.” Like me, Sjoerd also had an itchy rash of the stinging nettles. And between his legs it was full of red speckled bumps caused by the nettles. Sjoerd was shivering all over.

"Come on, put that coat on the boy again" said my mother. The butler came to announce that the doctor had arrived.

"Well, let the good man in” Jenny said. The doctor introduced himself nicely to my mother and to Sjoerd's mother. He went to us to introduce himself.

"Hello guys, I'm Dr. Drost, I've been called for you I suppose.”

Jenny said he was right and that we were friends of her daughter Lenneke.

"Our groomsman found them in a miserable state this morning, they are victims of abduction and abuse, and before it will be reported to the police, I wanted to have them medically examined their health is the most important thing.”

"You can go with them using the guest bedroom in the south wing room 6, Paul you know where it is please show the doctor," said Jenny.

When we entered the room I had to take off the bathrobe the doctor looked questionable "What happened to you?" I told him the whole story.

"You're covered with bruises, and as for the open wounds on your buttocks you will get a tetanus injection. And I also have a cream that eases the pain and speeds up the healing process. I also have something helping getting rid of the nettle rash. I will write a recipe for both ointments. Smear three times a day. "

"Oh yes if you want it to heal quickly then I advise you not wearing clothes for a few days, will that be a problem?"

"No, I'm often without clothes at home.”

"I'd like to see you back in four days, that's next Friday, so just drop by at 9 o'clock on the walk-in consultation hour. You may put on your bathrobe on again and send your friend upstairs.”

I went downstairs gave my mother the recipe and said that Sjoerd was requested to go upstairs seeing the doctor.

"Sjoerd later said that he also received an injection and had to use the same two ointments as me.”

The doctor went home again. I told my mum what he had advised me to speed up the healing. So I could not go to school till next Friday after visiting the doctor. The same applied for Sjoerd, shivering was caused by an allergy from the stinging nettles, it would disappear when his body had cleaned up the poison. After our mothers thanked Jenny, James brought us back home, we could return the bathrobes later, we didn’t dress for our journey back home because we were advised not wearing clothes for a few days.

When I got home, Gonda and Lenneke and Ricky were waiting outside my door. Of course, Mum had called the school right after Jenny's call. Gonda had heard that we were found and the girls went to my house immediately after school to await us there. I got three painful hugs. And we went inside. I walked straight to my room, and took off the bathrobe. The girls were shocked.

"O.M.G.! You look terrible! Tell us what happened" Gonda said.

I did the whole story.

"So one of those guys that I've punished has called in his cousin to take it out on you. I'm going to find them, that I’ll guarantee you" Gonda was furious.

"So Friday you can go back to school if all goes well, let me take a good look at you.” I stood up and Gonda really examined every inch of my battered body. One swollen tit, and a huge swollen spot on your penis and a swelling of your anus. And also a lot of bruises and your battered buttocks are severely damaged. Sjoerd has done his best.

"He had no choice they would shoot at us, if he didn’t hit me hard enough. At first I had to do it to him. I started off hitting too softly just look at those two eggs on my buttocks. They shot us close range, it hurt like hell. So Sjoerd told me to hit him much harder. He did not want them to shoot us. I too ordered him to lash me hard enough so that they would not empty the paintball guns at us. "

Much later my mother entered the room with two small jars of ointment.

"I want to do that" said Gonda, and she began rubbing all the sore places of my body in a very gentle way.

"Nice huh.”

"Yes thank you it eases the pain that other jar is for the nettle rash I have to stay naked for a few days so my buttocks will heal faster. I am especially troubled by the nettle rash, the itching was really awfull.”

I explained in detail how we managed to get out of the nettle field.

Gonda carefully applied the ointment; especially between my legs it was very sensitive.

She gave me a big kiss, and then it was Lenneke's turn to cuddle me. Gonda and Lenneke went to Sjoerd for an hour to see how he was doing. My mother had called the police office and told me that I was not able to file a report immediately. They would send an officer the next day to make a report of the crime.

The next day Gonda had already started searching, she first had to track down the guy who had raped me at the time and was sent home naked by Gonda. Janette had worked fulltime for the police before she became our handycraft teacher. As an officer she drew profile pictures and had good contacts with her former colleagues. Gonda knew this and called her to do the story and to try to find out the boys' address. Later that week Janette had the required information for her, as Sjoerd remembered the license plate from the van. Gonda contacted Krista and Charly....

Friday at the doctor

At nine o'clock exactly I sat in Doctor Drost's waiting room, after fifteen minutes it was my turn.

"Come in Paul, how are you?"

"Oh fine, I feel much better now thank goodness the rash and itch has gone.”

"Nice just take off your clothes for me then I can check it out.”

The doctor examined me completely and was satisfied, the bruises had turned yellow, the swellings had disappeared my body cleared the subcutaneous bleeding. The yellow could be broken down under the influence of UV light so you need to take regular sunbaths in the nude he said with a smile, but in moderation. On my buttocks there were still some scabs to see but it did not look inflamed so I could dress up again and could go to school....

The photo club

(Part 24)

Gonda's plan

Gonda had done everything to track down the perpetrators. The day after she had visited Sjoerd, she went to Janette and then passed on the license plate and the model of the van that Sjoerd had told her. A few days later Janette received a name and address from her ex colleague at the police station. Janette did notice that Gonda was really angry for the assault on me and Sjoerd and had warned her not to cross the line with her revenge on the perpetrators.

Charly and Krista were already looking forward to the plans of Gonda, they gladly helped her. Gonda now had only one name and one address, but there were four perpetrators and she had to figure out a way to capture all four of them. She had already went to the address she had received from Janette. And it was the right one because she saw a black VW transporter in front of the house. Sjoerd had paid close attention and concluded that the log cabin also belonged to the owner of the van.

The boy’s name was Marco and he was 19 years old. His father organized paintball games for businesses and groups. And had made it a successful business. He had bought the log cabin for his son so that he could use it as a men cave to hang out with his friends. It was fully equipped and there was even telephone and TV. Marco often met with his three friends on weekends to have fun and doing paintball competitions in the forest.

Gonda had agreed with Charly that they would ride on a moped to Marco’s street. She had to pull her spark plug cap a bit and then ask Marco if he knew a bicycle repair shop in the neighborhood. That was part of their plan. Then he hopefully would take her to the repair shop. In the meantime Gonda and Krista would be blocking the road with their moped pretending to have problems. The van would be forced to stop. Gonda would charge the boy and force him to take them to the log cabin. The two mopeds had to go in the van as well.

And so it happened. Charly walked with her moped and called at the address given by Janette. A tall, lanky boy with a friendly face answered the door.

"Hello, I'm Charly, I am having a problem with my moped. Maybe you know a bicycle mechanic around this neighborhood here?"

Marco took a good look at the beautiful young girl and he found her too nice and attractive to send her away.

"I do know a bicycle repairer who also fixes mopeds, but that is almost four kilometers away the street is called Worksman Street.”

"Oh shit then I have to walk a long way with the damn thing, can you explain me how to get there?"

"No I have a better plan, that black van over there is mine, I could easily bring you and your moped to the repair shop If you like. The owner knows me and is a very nice guy he can fix your moped on the spot.

"That’s a very nice offer, but I do not know you and I find it a bit scary to just step into a guy’s car without knowing him.”

"Ohh I’m so sorry how stupid of me, my name is Marco van Santen, my father owns the paintball hall at cloverfield lane.”

Bingo Charly thought this is the right person, so that’s the guy we were looking for. She took a good look at him and was already stripping him naked in her mind. She smiled.

Gonda deals with the perpetrators

"Okay then, I think that I can trust you and it's really nice of you if you would take me there. "Gonda and Krista were watching in a distance to see how things were going, they saw how Marco put the moped in the van and then boarded with Charly. They drove to the end of the street, where they had to turn right around the corner.

Marco was very happy and friendly, he was chit chatting with Charly for quite a bit of time, Charly really started to like him, she fell for tall boys. But, unfortunately, he was part of Gonda's revenge plan, she was a bit disappointed about that and could not imagine that this friendly boy would have that ill-treatment on his mark. Marco, in turn, thought Charly was a nice but also a hot girl. Maybe this would be the start of something beautiful, he already imagined how she would look like without clothes, and he felt something stirring in his groin.

He made the turn to the right and suddenly he had to hit the brakes, fortunately he had secured the moped with straps in the cargo area of his van. He could hold on to the wheel but Charly had already braced herself in advance, she knew what would happen.

"Shit what are they doing over there in the middle of the road?" He opened the window.

"Hey, do you have a death wish or something, that is dangerous! What's the matter, do you also have a break down with your moped?"

Gonda and Krista pretended not to hear him and just kept standing in the middle of the road. Krista was crouching and fidgeting with the engine block. Marco got out, and approached the two girls. He was grabbed by Gonda with lightning speed. She twisted both his arms on his back. Marco was startled and was terrified. Gee she was really a powerful girl! He tried to break free but it was in vain.

"You're going back in your van and sit next to Charly.”

Gonda and Krista pushed him towards the van and let him get in. Charly had turned off the van’s engine and removed the keys from the ignition lock. Marco saw that he could not leave. In a flash he felt something hard on both sides of his neck.

"These are nunchaku's Marco, I am just like my two friends an experienced martial arts practitioner, if I put a little bit of strength on this, the blood supply to your brains will be curbed and you will pass out. I would find that a shame so please work with me a little bit okay?"

Charly found it very annoying that she had to do this to that nice and friendly boy.

Gonda and Krista lifted their moped in the bus and fastened it. Krista stayed on a bench in the cargo area and Gonda went to sit next to Charly in the bus.

"Ok. Marco, that's your name isn’t it? We are now going to your log cabin in the forest and please be a bit cooperative, otherwise it could be very annoying time for you. "Gonda said.

Charly took the key and gave it to Marco. "Drive sweetheart!"

Sweetheart? Thought Gonda, and she looked at Charly with a look of surprise.

Marco almost shit his pants, what did those girls want from me, shit I do something nice for this girl then I get all this on my plate.

After about ten minutes they stopped right in front of the log cabin in the woods.

"Out you go and open that log for us, we will be going in" Gonda said.

Inside they saw paintball guns and suits hanging on the wall.

"What do you want from me, I have not done anything wrong to you. I just wanted to help that nice girl with her moped. Now I’ve got all this shit thrown at me!"

Gonda, Krista and Charly sat on the couch. Marco stood in front of them. Gonda saw that he put on a fighting pose. He looked both angry and disappointed.

"I would not do it Marco I practice different martial arts and am very good at it. Charly and Krista are my training buddies and we train on a weekly basis. You really won’t stand a chance boy. "Marco ignored it and threateningly approaching the girls. With lightning speed Gonda had overpowered him and took it in a very painful hold.

"Marco, I would cooperate if I were you, it really is your best option.” Gonda put a bit more force in her hold.

"Auu auw please stop au!”

"Will you cooperate?"

"Yes, will do what you want but I don’t understand why you are doing this to me.”

Gonda grabbed him conveniently in two places and lifted the tall boy high above her head as if he had no weight at all. She saw Krista smile. She liked this. Charly sat unmoved, staring ahead. Gonda put Marco back on his feet.

"Have you seen enough and have I been clear?"

"Yes"

"Good, my name is Gonda, and from now on you're going to do what I tell you is that clear?"

"Yes, Gonda, but why.”

"Shhhttt!"

"Good Marco, now STRIP!"

Marco saw her threatening gaze and knew he did not stand a chance, he reluctantly started undressing. He kept his underwear on. He looked at her with pleading eyes.

"Come on don’t be modest off with your underwear! Hand those clothes to Charly and just sit on that chair. You're going to teach us how to operate those paintball guns. Krista would you please go and get one of these guns for me?"

"Sorry, but I do not know why you do this to me, I have not done anything to you?"

"Tell me how that thing works.”

Marco started to explain how it worked, how to load the gun and how to mount the gas cartridges.

"Nice, thank you for the explanation.” Gonda armed the gun and mounted a new gas cartridge and. She pointed it on Marco's genitals, he completely panicked.

"No no don’t please don’t shoot.”

"This was a test to see if you have instructed us well. Now listen, a week ago, you kidnapped and mistreated two of my friends, do you remember?"

"But I really didn’t took part of the mistreatment, I was only the driver.”

There you are that’s what I thought, Charly believed him at his word Marco would be a far too nice guy for doing something mean like that.

"I let one of my friends track you down via your license plate, yes I have a friend with connections to the police.”

"Now this is what you are going to do, you're going to call those three guys and get them here right now. When you cock things up, my girlfriend will link your name and address to my friend's report and there will be an official investigation. But you can also choose a punishment from me, which seems like a far better option than being locked up in a police cell and getting a criminal record.”

Gonda punishes the perpetrators

"Call them" Gonda put the handset of the telephone into his hands.

Marco called them one by one, every time a boy came to the log cabin he would be overpowered and undressed. Then Marco had to call the next one. At a certain moment the girls had four naked boys in the log cabin all of them tied down.

"Now I want to know specific things from you, first of all your names.”

"My name is Chris, his name is Bart and that is Kees" was the answer she got from Chris.

"Which of you has planned the abduction and ill-treatment of my friends and why.” The smaller boy began to speak and said that he had done it because his nephew was punished by some athletic gym girl. He had to go home naked.

"That gym girl was me, so Kees tell me, do you know why I punished your nephew?"

"He said he had blackmailed some queer friend and bullied your friend.”

"Then he lied to you, he overpowered my friend and raped him, that gay boyfriend wasn’t their friend at all, they have blackmailed him and forced to participate in the rape, I know for sure that he didn’t tell you that did he?”

”No, I'm beginning to understand now," Chris said.

"What you did was implementing a very cruel and preconceived plan.”

"And now the most important thing, which of you has shot at my friends with the paintball guns?"

No one opened his mouth it was death silent in the log....

"Charly could you hand me that gun please, I will take a shot on you one by one now and keep going until I know who shot my two friends. "

Marco looked at two of his companions pleadingly, Gonda had paid close attention.

"Kees and Bart you are the ones, am I right?" The two boys nodded. Then Gonda did something they did not expect at all, she started to undress. Krista picked up the photo camera Gonda lay herself down naked over the boys laps with her hands on her back. The boys were totally overwhelmed when they saw her toned and muscular body. Krista made photos Gonda looked very anxious for the photo. Then she got up, smiled at the boys and put on her clothes again.

"Thank you Krista, now I have an extra insurance policy in case.”

"Have you enjoyed my striptease act? Good, we are hunting, and you are our prey. Where have we heard that before? Get your shoes on, we're going for a walk."

Gonda also gave Krista and Charly a rifle with ammo. “We are going to the field behind the pine trees. Now go!”

Gonda, Krista and Charly held the naked boys at gunpoint and went in the direction of the pine forest Sjoerd said that it was one straight road from the field to the log cabin. They were there after half an hour.

"Marco and Chris, you stay with us. Krista, if you climb in that tree, you can oversee the field well. And you can also hit them very well. You two, come here, Gonda took off their shoes. Now you will go naked through that nettle field, starting from this corner to the other so diagonally. Enuhh if we see you then we will shoot at you so it would be wise to cross the field while squatting. If you do it like that we will not shoot, and you will not suffer from painful colored bumps. If you stand up or start running, we'll shoot at you. Fantastic, isn’t it?"

"Look what I have here, two safety glasses....” Gonda made sure they wore the glasses.

"Go ahead off you go !!"

Bart and Kees had looked closely at the method their two victims used and decided to copy it. But there was one difference their hands were bound to their backs, so they had to use their bodies to push the nettles aside. The nettles touched their entire back and crotch region. The girls enjoyed the screaming boys in the nettle field. Suddenly the two straightened up and started sprinting to the corner. Gonda Krista and Charly had put their rifle on repeat mode and nearly emptied all their ammunition on the boys. They were screaming their lungs out every time they were hit.

They finally were reached the corner of the field and walked back in the direction of the girls, who no longer shot at them.

"Now there would have to be a severe flogging, but I am a merciful girl and don’t want to injure you. I'm not as cruel as you are, so you're lucky again. We're going back to the log cabin, "Gonda said.

She put the boys their shoes back on and took off their glasses. "Hmm you look nicely colored, it is a pity for you as it was not needed to get shot on.” After half an hour's walk they arrived at the log cabin again.

"Marco and Chris, you are lucky that you have not mistreated my friends, you can now clean your two buddies and scrub them with green soap just what was done to my friends.”

After approximately ten minutes the boys came back in again, Kees and Bart were completely covered in bumps, bruises and nettle rash. The tears ran down the cheeks, the scrubbing of the nettle rash caused a lot of pain.

"Bart come here, you get spanking from me 50 OTK and 25 WB. So come over my lap. Only Krista and Charly knew the meaning of OTK and WB, Gonda explained it to Bart.”

Gonda immediately started spanking, her blows were hard and fierce! he wailed and he cried, howled and sobbed! There was no way Bart could hold it back, the pain was so intense.

”SMACK!” ”AOOOOHUUHUUHUUU!” ”SMACK!” ”SMACK!” ”SMACK!”

Bart could not endure it anymore, his buttocks were already completely red and super sensitive by the nettles. He whined like a small child. After the fiftieth spank he got instructions for the wheelbarrow posture. After about 10 blows he blacked out. She put him over her shoulder and laid him outside on the lawn, Krista stayed with him.

Gonda went on with Kees. He too moaned and sobbed and then suddenly he had to vomit. Gonda stopped and placed him conveniently over her shoulder and brought him out to Krista as well. She went back inside and saw that Marco and Chris were crying. They had seen what Gonda had done to their buddies and were terrified.

Charly got off the couch and took Marco in her arms. "I think you're not really a bad guy, I'll do a good word for you at Gonda.

Charly let Marco go and whispered Gonda something in her ear. Charly thought Marco was a nice boy, and he was not as mean as the other two. He had to be punished but not as hard as Bart and Kees. Maybe being stripped naked and seeing his buddies being punished would be good enough.

Gonda first went to Marco, put an arm around him. "Marco, are you afraid of me?" He nodded.

"Why did you participate in that kidnapping?"

"Otherwise Bart would have beaten me up, but I had refused to do it the first time they asked me.”

"Do you regret it?"

"Yes, I already did before you found us I actually wanted to go to those guys to apologize and see if they were ok. But I had no address.”

"I do believe you Marco, so you have no reason to be afraid of me anymore.”

"Well, I will be nice to you. Listen, you are going to apologize to Paul and Sjoerd if they accept your apologies. Then there will be no punishment for you. And as for now you two will get permission to put your clothes back on. However if Paul and Sjoerd think you still should be punished I will do what they want but I will go easy on you. Do we have a deal?"

Gonda closed the same deal with Kees, Marco was very happy and decided to give Charly a kiss. Charly blushed profoundly.

"Thank you for giving me a good word, and I think you're a nice girl, that's why I wanted to help you with your moped.”

Charly gave him a hug and pushed a note with a telephone number in his hand.

"Call me if you want to go out with me.” Gonda saw something beautiful happening between the two she smiled and gave Charly a wink. Gonda gave Marco and Kees their clothes back. Bart and Chris had to go back home naked, they could pick up their clothes later at Marco, he had to put them in his van. Marco locked the log cabin and went to my house with Kees and the girls in the transporter. On their way they soon came across two naked boys who had received their shoes from Gonda. But that was the only thing they were wearing. Their mopeds were still parked at the log cabin. When they arrived at my house, Charly and Krista went back to Charly's house on their moped. Charly quickly gave Marco a kiss when Gonda was not paying attention.

Apologies

The doorbell rang, Gonda was at my door. "Paul would you like to come with me, I have two of your perpetrators downstairs, they want to say something to you.”

I walked with Gonda to the black VW transporter. I got a knot in my stomach the moment I saw the vehicle.

The driver's door opened and the longest of those guys came to me. He introduced himself nicely. And asked how I was doing and whether I had a lot of pain. I remembered that he had actually done nothing, he had not shot at me and also provided us with the safety glasses. He was only the driver and owner of the log cabin.

"Paul, I actually thought we were going too far, what we did with you and I'm really sorry and all the more after I heard that they had raped you, if I had known that before I would never ever have taking part of your punishment no matter how much they would threaten me. I sincerely hope you will accept my apologies; will you please forgive me for being so stupid taking part of it? If you think I deserve punishment and I think I do, I will accept it.”

I looked at him and studied the expression on his face, I saw that he was honest. And that it was not out of fear for Gonda.

"It’s okay Marco I don’t want any punishment for you so, apologies accepted, I shook his hand.”

"If you feel like playing a game of paintball in our gaming hall then you are welcome, I'll make sure you do not have to pay, and uhh you are allowed do it with your clothes on" he said with a smile. He handed me a free ticket for the paintball hall.

"That is nice of you I appreciate it.”

Kees was starting to talk to me as well and apologized, these two boys were ok. they had just been miss leaded by that nephew, and had finally making a wrong decision to participate. Marco also handed Gonda a free ticket. Then they went to Sjoerd’s house. He also found out that these two boys had participated in it under false pretenses. Sjoerd accepted their apologies too. He also received a free ticket from Marco for a game of paintball, with clothes on. Gonda however was not yet finished with the nephew who was actually the instigator. But she would deal with him later.

Marco and Charly.

Marco had indeed called Charly and they went to the cinema for an evening out. Charly sat beside him and fiddled until she finally had her hand under his shirt. She was stroking his chest and fondling his nipples.

"I love tall boys, she whispered in his ear.” Marco secretly liked dominant women they sexually exited him, he loved it when they took the initiative. Charly started kissing him. With her other hand she opened his pants, Marco immediately got a hard on.

"Marco, I want you to take off your underwear and give it to me.” Marco could not believe his ears and his head turned crimson red. They were all alone on a balcony in the dark so no one could see them.

He began loosening his shoe laces and removing his shoes. He lowered his pants and pulled off. He took off his underpants and handed it to her. Before he could put on his pants again, Charly had kicked it aside and she held his erection tightly. She spoiled him with a sweet kiss while she unhooked the buttons of his shirt with her other hand.

"I want you completely naked.” She whispered. Charly undressed Marco completely, she took off his socks as well. Marco's head had turned even more crimson, and his heart beating like a drum, a mixture of tension and erotic excitement had seized him. Charly had laid him on the floor in the aisle and began to kiss all of his body. Marco had never had such a hard erection. Charly took the tip of his cut penis in her mouth and began sucking him. Marco had to make a lot of effort not to make to much noise. He ejaculated like a volcano, and Charly sucked him completely dry.

"Hmmm, I love naked boys.” Marco got another French kiss he tasted his own seed but he did not mind. What a wonderful girl she was!

"This is my present for you because you wanted to help me out with the moped. I think you are a wonderful boy. Listen Marco, I am just like Gonda and like to dominate, you do not mind that do you?"

Marco loved it.

"You can always dominate me in this way, I also want to spoil you I think you are a sweet and gorgeous girl.”

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