Ferry's Adventures

Ferry's Adventures 7 and 8

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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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Ferry's adventures.

(part 7)

Riding lesson.

We walked down the street toward Anne's house, carrying a plastic bag with John's clothes and shoes. Mathilde had taken John home, John was only wearing his underpants, she wanted to examine him first and then give him a bath.

When we got home, John was still in the tub, the Baroness had first thoroughly examined him, and of course she thought it was handy when he would be completely naked. The Baroness enjoyed examining adolescent boys, despite the fact that in her training as a doctor she often had to deal with bare patients. She had come to the conclusion that it would not be needed to take John to the hospital and gratefully made use of this.

Anne opened the front door and we entered the house. "Let's see where they are," she suggested.

"I think either in the bathroom or in your mum's examination room," I answered.

"You are starting to know my mother very well; we will go and look in the bathroom first."

I heard the sound of water and the English conversation of the Baroness. I suddenly thought of John's phone. Fortunately, it was in his pocket and was not submerged in the pond because John was naked when he almost drowned. I grabbed his phone and opened the language app.

Once standing at the open door of the bathroom, we saw that the Baroness scrubbing John's body thoroughly with a bath brush.

She had not yet seen us standing in the doorway, and asked John to stand up straight, she started washing his lower body with a washcloth and soap with special attention to his male parts.

John silently let this strange woman washing his most intimate parts.

"Turn around please."

John suddenly noticed me and Anne standing in the doorway.

"Oh my friends are there, hi Ferry and hi Anne."

I took the phone and translated my question for John.

"Hello John, are you all right, how are you feeling?" I held the phone in the direction of John.

"Oh, I'm fine; Anne's mother has completely examined me. I didn't know that she's a baroness and a doctor as well. That's very handy. I see you've took my clothes with you, thank you for that, now I can get dressed."

"Oh no, you don't, I'll put you to bed first and you'll stay there until your foster parents will collect you," the Baroness said. I translated it using the telephone and understood that she wanted to put him to bed first until they came to pick him up.

The baroness started to dry the naked boy, and then she combed his hair. John didn't get his clothes back. Mathilde led him to the guest bedroom and opened the sheets for him.

"Chop chop, in bed you go, get some sleep I will wake you when you are ready to go home, my husband will talk to your foster parents, I promised to bring my kids to our castle."

I had translated everything by telephone and I understood that he should stay in bed and that the Baron would look after him. Mathilde would now take us to the castle."

It would be one of the last times I would see John in person, by the time we got home tonight, he would gone, taken by his foster parents because tomorrow he would be traveling back to England again. I thought it was a pity because I could use a few friends, and I didn't gave a damn that he was gay, somehow I felt attracted to him.

I used the phone so John could understand what I was saying.

"John, it's too bad that I just got to know you , and that you will go home tomorrow. Please look me up on-line using Roblox, then we can chat. My name is Ferryman, but you already knew that, remember it well, and have a safe flight home." I kissed John on the cheek. And it looks like he was pleasantly surprised.

We went with Mathilde in her car and we went heading to the castle, after half an hour we arrived at 'De Byvanck'. Mathilde herself stayed in the car, "You know your way around here, I will come to pick you up at five, make sure you are at the bridge."

Anne and I entered the gate, Anne opened it and waved her mother goodbye, Mathilde put the car in motion and drove away.

"Come with me, we will go to the stables right away," Anne said.

The stable complex seemed deserted, the groomsman apparently was not there, "Look, Ferry, this horse is called Lucky you can use her for getting some riding skills, this horse is very docile and basically everyone's friend. Please help me to saddle him up."

After I assisted Anne with the saddle, we walked to Anne's horse, Baleno, my horse Lucky followed us. I helped her again with saddling Baleno.

"Here you are, take the reins, he'll just follow you." I thought it was scary such a big horse but to my relief it just walked along nicely with me.

"We are going to the riding school; there I will teach you some riding skills."

After spending a morning at the riding school, I was doing pretty well, Lucky did exactly what I wanted, only moving with a trot like Anne did was not so easy, but I managed it well.

"Well, well, Ferry you've got quite a hang of it, do you like horse-riding?"

"Yes, it's fun I never expected this."

"Then we are going to do something even nicer, let's find out about your balance first. Come follow me."

I followed Anne and we went through the big door towards the stables again.

Anne asked me to help with the removal of the saddles, we left the reins. "We are going to do a balance exercise. You are now going to ride without a saddle, so that you become one with the movement of the horse, and we will take it very easy so that you won't fall off. I want you to take your clothes off, so get naked, sweet angel of mine."

"Huh? What are you up to?"

"We are going to ride in nature and I am going to take a few pictures of my sweet little naked angel on horseback. And if you do your best, then we will soon ride together, wearing our birthday suits. But first I want to take some pictures of you on Lucky."

"But aren't there people from the staff today? I mean we can't just leave the gate stark bollock naked, can we?"

"No, I cannot do that, that's why I keep my clothes on and you go naked, and like I said if you do your best, we'll go for a naked ride together ."

"Don't you get in trouble if they see you with a naked boy?"

"No, the staff has to respect our privacy, but they'll do everything I say, if my parents are not here then I am the boss."

"Well then, if you say so."

I took off my clothes, folded them neatly and put the stack in one of Lucky's saddlebags.

"Come on, I'll help you climbing the horse."

Anne stood next to Lucky and folded her hands together, and I had to use that as a step to get on the horse. It felt very strange, the hair was a bit bristle but the horse felt warm between my legs. Anne was super agile, she raised her leg and pushed herself off, and she landed on Baleno's back without help.

"Come, follow me."

I clacked my tongue and tapped the horse's flanks with my heels. I followed Anne; we walked across the bridge. I looked back and saw no one else, the castle seemed deserted. I felt the wind gently caressing my naked body. Lucky did not react differently than to ride her with my clothes on. We went past the fields in the direction of the forest. It felt really great, Anne rode next to me and gave me instructions on how to keep the best balance and, as it were, to become one with the horse. Arrived in the forest we followed the equestrian paths until we arrived at a grassy open field.

"Stop but I'll take some pictures of you here."

"Anne, I did I do it well and are we going to ride in the nude together?"

"Yes you did well."

Anne got off Baleno and started photographing me with her Smart Phone.

" Yes, beautiful, wait a minute, I will stand on top of Baleno and then I will take a picture from above, from this position your cute little dicky will also be visible on the photo."

Anne took off her boots and stockings, sat down on Baleno again, and then she stood up carefully. "CLICK CLICK" sounded from the telephone speaker.

"Oh yes! These are beautiful, great you are such a beautiful boy."

"Anne, can I take a nude photo of you on Baleno?"

"Of course, but you have to promise me not to show anyone, agreed?"

Anne started to strip and then handed me her phone, she sat down on Baleno again and I photographed her.

"Come on, let's ride together." Anne got off and helped me get on Baleno's back.

"Put your arms around me and hold me tight. Come on, Lucky, follow us." We went in a quiet trot, I was happy that I could hold her now. Occasionally my hands stroked her breasts. I laid my head against her bare back and felt her long black hair tickle on my shoulders.

"Hey what do I feel there?"

"Uh I don't know sweetheart, what do you think it is?" I got a hard erection; Anne's soft buttocks went over my dick in the rhythm of the trot I could hear Anne grinning.

"Oh ah, I pressed my crotch tightly against Anne's butt while the orgasm raged through my body."

"Oh, you naughty little angel, now you've made a complete mess, you have been smearing your love seed all over us, was it nice?"

"Yes oh argh! Oh, it's so sensitive Anne, would you please go a little slower?"

"We'll go to the lake and have a nice swim."

Anne kept on riding at the same pace. I moaned, my penis was still a bit stiff and was still being stimulated, I tried to move back a little but it caused me having trouble to keep my balance. I had to let go of Anne, but it was so sensitive I could not sit in any other way. I slipped away and fell off the horse.

"Au, ah damn it!"

Anne stopped immediately and jumped off the horse."

"Shit! Ferry are you okay?"

"Yes, except that I fell in a bunch of nettles, please help me up will you?"

Anne jumped off the horse and grabbed my outstretched arm; she pulled me out of the nettles.

"Oh man how it itches!"

"Yes, I can imagine that, but are you okay, nothing broken or bruised?"

"No, except for the itch I am okay," I answered.

"Come, we will carry on riding and go back on our way to the lake, the cool water will reduce the itch and there is also a lot of sorrel that you can use against the itch."

Arriving at the lake Anne and Baleno walked right into the water and we went so deep that Baleno had to swim. Lucky did not enter the water. I felt the cool water coming up until it flowed over the horse's back and washed away all the half-dried, sperm scraps.

Anne and I let ourselves slide off from Baleno's back and we swam to the shore. Where the horse didn't went, the water was crystal clear. Anne led Baleno to the side and tied her together with Lucky to a tree in the shade. We sat on the grass together, and I was admiring Anne.

"You are really beautiful Anne, I am curious what the picture of you on Baleno will look like on my laptop screen. But uh, aren't you afraid that someone will steel your clothes and your phone?"

"No, honey, this is all private property. There are hardly any trespassers here. And thank you for the compliment, I think you are very beautiful too and you have a very handsome face, you really could be a male model."

"Thank you, that's sweet of you, but I'll have to go to the gym first because now I really look like a kid."

"I like that Ferry, you don't have to look like a soccer jock, you are just like an angel. MY angel!" We lay down in the soft grass, my buttocks and the back of my upper legs were itching. Anne grinded some sorrel between two boulders and put it on the itchy bumps, it was already a lot better.

A few hours later we went back again to the clearing in the forest where Anne had taken the pictures and had her clothes.

"Shit! Ferry, I thought I had put them here."

"Yes absolutely, I know for sure that you've put them here, oh Anne look over there, your phone!"

Anne's phone was under a fern, a blue LED was blinking. Anne picked up her phone and opened the message.

Nice pictures of both of you and Anne what a shame you didn't come to me on Sunday. I have thought of a suitable punishment for you. Go to this location, where you can get your clothes. You will have to do put some effort in it to get them back.

XXX, Bertus.

There was a link to a GPS location.

"Damn he is such a dick head!" Anne reacted angrily.

Anne clicked on the link in the message from Bertus, and with the help of a GPS app on her phone our search began. But first she tied Lucky and Baleno to a tree again, we crawled under low-hanging branches and were now far beyond the bridle path.

"We should be close now," Anne said.

I suddenly saw it.

"Anne, it's there," I pointed to a large nettle field, Anne's clothes were scattered throughout the field between the nettle nettles. I estimated the height of the nettles to be about eighty centimeters to one meter high.

"Oh no!" Anne began to sob. I absolutely couldn't stand seeing that, and without even thinking, I said, "Don't worry Anne, I'll get them for you."

"No, I can't ask you to do that for me, but I think it's very sweet of you."

And before she holds me back, I stood between the nettles they were reaching right up to my crotch, the search seemed to take forever, my feet and legs itching like crazy. Not to mention my genitals. I kicked the nettles flat to get as few nettles as possible against my sensitive parts. My feet started to tingle. After a while it became so bad that I could no longer use them to flatten the nettles. My penis had become rock hard because of the stimulation, and I really could not tolerate the touch of nettles anymore. How stupid! Why had I not thought of this before? I put on Anne's jeans, which I had just found and now went looking for her boots and blouse. After having thundered through the nettles for about five minutes, I found them. I now had collected everything and walked back to Anne.

When she saw me, she laughed. "Gosh Ferry, that's smart! Thank you, you're a real sweetheart!" She hugged me and kissed me. I felt strange and light in my head.

Anne took my pants off and put her hand over her mouth and looked at me in terror.

"Oh no! This is not good, you need to get medical attention."

My feet were so thick that it seemed as if my toes were stuck together and my scrotum and penis were swollen to the extent that I could hardly walk without spreading my legs.

"You have an allergic reaction, I immediately call my mother, she must pick us up as soon as possible." It was difficult for me to walk to the horses; Anne saw that I was very dizzy. She helped me on Baleno and sat down behind me, so that she could keep me balanced while leading Baleno. Lucky trudged after us. When we finally arrived at the castle, Mathilde was already there. Anne and Mathilde helped me with the horse, and everything went black before my eyes.

My private nurse.

I opened my eyes and discovered that I was lying in bed; I had no duvet but a blush white and newly washed and ironed sheet. This wasn't my room either, and I was still naked. I had a feeling of pressure in my penis. I opened the sheets and saw a tube running from my pee hole to the side of the bed. My dick looked like a skin-coloured smoked sausage, it was very swollen. And my scrotum was almost three times its normal size. Everything under my belly button felt a bit damp and sticky, suddenly I remembered. But to my astonishment I felt no more itching or pain, my lower body and especially my feet tingled a bit. The door opened, Anne came in.

"Hello dear little angel of mine, how do you feel, are you still in pain and are your legs and naughty parts still itching? Are you still dizzy?"

"No it all feels much better, my feet are still tingling, that's all... where am I, is this a hospital?"

"No silly boy, you are at my house this room is next to my mother's doctor's room."

"Anne, what kind of tubing is that in my penis?"

"It's a catheter, so you don't need to go to the toilet when needing to pee. The tube is in your bladder, and your pee will be in the bag next to the bed. As long as you still have a fever, you will stay here in bed. My mother and I will take good care of you."

Anne had barely finished explaining when the Baroness entered with what looked like a sort of stretcher on wheels, but this one had a sail to lie on and underneath stood two large bowls, one of which was filled with water, there was a washcloth floating in the water.

"Hi Ferry, you are at our house; you have had a strong allergic reaction to the nettles. Are you feeling better now?"

I have given you an anti-histamine injection and a fever-lowering suppository. I come to wash you now and check your temperature. Then we will rub you in again with ointment. I already called your parents, and they know you are here."

The Baroness opened the sheets and removed them from the bed. She closed a tap and disconnected the catheter from the urine bag. Anne and Mathilde lifted me on the washing stretcher and the Baroness started to wash me thoroughly with soap and water.

"Pay attention Anne. You can do it later if you like it."

I had to bring my knees to my shoulders and while Anne was holding them, the Baroness washed my entire crotch area and anus thoroughly. Then she put a thermometer in my rear.

"You have thirty-nine two, so that is not good yet. Lower your legs. Anne, you dry him for a moment then I will go get the ointment.

Moments later I was in bed again, there was a knock on the door.

"Yes, come in," cried Anne.

A forty-year-old lady with an apron and a cap on her head came in with new bedding under her arm.

"Hello Ferry, I am Truus and do the interior care here, I have brought new bedding. Miss Annette can you help your friend get out of bed?"

I got a bright red head, another stranger who saw me lying there naked on the bed, but now also with a smoked sausage cock and a gigantic bag!

"Come on, angel, I'll help you, Truus will make your bed here again."

Truus did it quickly and professionally a little later I was back on top of the newly made bed. The Baroness came in with the ointment and gave it to Anne. "Rub him in please, and uh, you have to him this too." She gave Anne a box of suppositories.

Anne smeared the ointment on me with extra attention to my genitals, then I had to turn around and she deftly pushed the suppository into my butt hole.

"You can get between the sheets now; I connect the catheter and angel again if you have to poop then you have to call my mother or me, you just have to press this red button here, and then we'll come, the green button is for calling Truus."

Anne tugged me in and gave me a kiss.

"How incredibly sweet of you doing that for me, you really are an angel and also a hero. Just go to sleep, and I'll come back to you again with dinner."

Anne left the room and I dozed off. Moments later, my mother's voice woke me up.

Anne and my mother entered the room softly, but when they saw that I was awake they approached me right away.

"Ferry, how are you feeling?"

"Oh, much better mom, I have the very best nurse in the world."

I had to tell her the whole story again, my mother told me that I could stay in bed for a few days until I was completely recovered. And she would do my chores at Marta's home for me until I was completely recovered. Fifteen minutes later Truus came in with a serving trolley with a silver dish covered with a silver lid and there was a plate with a nicely folded napkin on it. The silver cutlery was neatly arranged in order on a cloth next to my plate.

"Oh, I see that your dinner has been served; I'll be back tomorrow," my mother said, kissing me. Then she left, and Anne put the bed in a sitting position, she sat down next to me.

"Little angel can I feed you?"

"If you like that then you can."

"All right, just a moment."

Anne started to undress completely and then got into bed next to me; she pulled the serving trolley to us and lifted the lid off the dish.

"On the plate below was a thick steak with mushrooms and baked potatoes. There was apple sauce and beans. It looked delicious. Anne started feeding me like a little child; occasionally she caressed me and gave me a kiss in my neck.

When we were done, she pressed a green button on the cupboard that was on the table next to my bed. Moments later, Truus came in.

"He ate well; you can take it with you again, Truus."

"Oh ma'am, tell the Baroness that it tasted wonderful," I said.

"I'll tell Mr. Baron," Truus replied while smiling at me.

"Yes my father loves to cook; he is a true Burgundian he always says."

Moments later, Mathilde returned to the room, saying nothing about her daughter lying naked next to me. Of course she only saw her bare breasts; the rest was hidden under the sheets, but I suspected that she would know that Anne would not be wearing a single thread f clothing on her body.

"Ferry, I just wanted to thank you for doing this for my daughter. You are really a sweetheart. Oh yes, and the results of your blood test have arrived, you are completely healthy. Nice to know, isn't it?"

"Yes, that's fine, and uh, I liked doing it for Annette, I really couldn't let her go into the nettles naked."

"I'm going to talk to Bertus tomorrow and Annette; I want to know from you exactly the reason why he did this to you and I don't understand why you let that it all happen. But I'm not going to let this pass without consequences."

Anne said nothing, but she had a fearful look in her eyes. The baroness sat down on the edge of the bed and stroked my hair.

"I am very happy with you Ferry, you are brave, sweet, beautiful and intelligent Annette could not have found a better boy."

I felt how I blushed, but I was also very happy with her compliments.

"Treat him well Annette," and with those words she got up and left the room again.

Anne stayed in bed with me all night; I had my head on her breasts and enjoyed the intimacy. We talked all night, but Anne still didn't want to tell me why she had a fight with Bertus.

Two days later.

Anna had picked up my laptop at home and we were gaming together, the time flew by, twice a day I was completely washed by her and after one day the ointment was no longer needed, the fever had been gone for almost a day now.

At the end of the second day, the Baroness told me that I was healthy again and that I could go home. But if I wanted then I could also stay for another night and then the next morning I would go with her and Anne to the castle, she had made an appointment with Bertus. Of course I stayed that night, my mother wanted to take care of Marta's fish and plants one more time.

The truth about the fight with Bertus.

It was half past ten, Anne, Mathilde and I were at the castle, we were in the conference room.

Fifteen minutes later Bertus entered, he was wearing his neat clothes and looked shamefully at the floor after he had wished us a good morning.

"Sit down Bertus, be honest and tell me what's going on, I want to know why you and my daughter cannot get along with each other. What the hell is going on."

"I'm sorry ma'am; it's actually my fault. I caught Miss Annette when she was masturbating herself naked in the stable. I secretly took pictures of it and used it as leverage to have a date with her."

"So you extorted her!"

"Yes Madam..."

"Annette, is that true?"

"Yes it happened a few months ago, and Bertus had sent me the photos and also the video that he had made of me."

"I can hardly believe that, show me, Annette, damn why didn't you tell me."

Anne started to sob, "Mom, I was so embarrassed."

"Oh, girl, you don't have to be embarrassed for your own mother, I'm a doctor. Did you think that I didn't know you pleased yourself? Let me see; I need prove, I want to make sure I'm not wrongly punishing Bertus."

Anne took her phone and opened the messages from Bertus, which also included the photos and the video.

I was just able to watch the screen; I saw Anne naked in the hay, and I immediately noticed the thick bush of hair between her legs. She was inserting a large winter carrot. Her mother opened the video, now you could clearly see what she was doing, she fucked herself with that carrot and with her other hand she fiddled with her nipples. I heard her sigh and moan.

Mathilde clicked the video away and read the message.

Look who's playing naughty games with her selves Anne, may I join you. What I have in my pants is much more suitable for the exploration of your cave. Oh and Anne, if you want me not to share this video and these photos with the staff, I want to have a nude photo of you. And on that photo you show me that you have shaved all the hair between your legs and under your armpits. I find a shaved pussy much nicer and tastier.

Horny greetings Bertus.

Anne sat sobbing with her head in her hands, I put my arm around her to comfort her a bit. Her mother began reading the message aloud, including Anne's reply.

She opened another photo; I saw Anne completely naked in a bathroom, her pussy was now completely shaved, she now looked the way I knew her.

Her mother read on and I heard how Bertus wanted to make a sex appointment with her, she had to come or he would send this material. I felt an enormous rage growing inside of me. I got up and walked over to him, and as big as he was, I slapped his head.

"You are a disgusting man! Bah! And then what you did to us a few days ago. To throw all her clothes in those nettles, you are lucky that I am not your boss."

Bertus rubbed his painful cheek and jaw and did not reply.

"Bertus, do you want to keep your job?"

"Yes ma'am, I'm so sorry.

Oh Anne, I'm really sorry, I'll erase everything and never bother you or spy on you again. "

"Too late Bertus, you can make a choice; you can go home now and never come back here. Or you go to the scaffold in the courtyard; you will undress completely and wait for us."

"Please, ma'am, forgive me. I will never do it again; I need the money I would like to continue working here," Bertus pleaded.

"Then you know what to do, no change of plans... you can undress right here, and then you walk to the scaffold."

Bertus began to take off his tie and shake his shirt with shaking hands. A moment later he stood naked behind his chair.

"Well chop chop, you know where to go to."

Mathilde called her husband Walter, and I understood that he was immediately on the road.

"Come with me, I'm already going to put Bertus in the scaffold, look Ferry, that's the advantage of such a castle. And Annette, girl you don't have to be ashamed, if you only knew what I did when I was as old as you. But next time you have to tell me if you are being blackmailed by someone, can we agree on that?"

"Yes mom." Annette stopped sobbing, I had still put my arm around her. We stood up and walked with Mathilde to the courtyard, where Bertus stood stark bollock naked, waiting for us at the scaffold. There were several people from the staff who were talking to each other, and they regularly looked at Bertus and pointed at him.

Mathilde opened the scaffold and put Bertus his head and arms in the openings of the scaffold and then locked Bertus by closing and locking the upper part. Bertus had a fire red head and began to sob. Half an hour later, the silver-coloured Porsche of the Baron entered the courtyard.

To be continued.

Ferry's adventures.

(part 8)

Punishment for the groomsman.

The Baron stepped out of the car and approached us.

"I heard the story sweetie, how are you now?"

"I'm okay dad, I just hated showing those photos and that video to Mom. I felt so unbelievably ashamed."

"Yes, I can imagine that, but it is really needed girl, because a good groomsman is very hard to get, nobody want to do that kind of work anymore. So we have to cherish Bertus. That does not alter the fact that I find it a disgusting act, but he will be punished for that anyway."

In the meantime, a naked Bertus stood completely on display in the scaffold, some girls of the staff approached him asking what he had done. But Bertus didn't say a word. Eventually they left him alone and went observing the show from a distance.

"I intend to let him feel how they used to punish naughty boys, he will get a so-called birching."

"What is that, sir?" I asked.

"Well boy, I have a bucket with brine in the torture chamber, and there are four bunches of willow branches in it. It is a very old-fashioned punishment but his buttocks will soon get to know those branches. Anne, you can say how many strokes he will get with the birch."

"I think two hundred is enough."

"No, that is too much, he would not be able to work anymore and your mother would have to treat his buttocks, two hundred strokes would take the skin off his butt."

"What is the maximum a human being can endure without being damaged?"

"I think that if we are not using too much force, a hundred is the absolute maximum without causing a bloodbath."

"Well then it will be a hundred strokes, dad can I do it?"

"Yes you can, I'll will give you an example how to do it and how much force you should use, and then you can finish the remaining strokes, I'm going to get the bucket," the Baron walked into the castle and ten minutes later came back to the courtyard with the bucket and a mouth gag. He took the bucket to Bertus and put it in front of the scaffold so that Bertus could see him.

"Bertus boy, why did you do it and did you know that her boyfriend took her clothes out of the nettles and then spent three days in our nursing room with a severe allergic reaction?"

"I'm really sorry, Baron, I've gone way too far, I apologized to Annette. It will never happen again."

"You will also apologize to Ferry, he had to spend three days in bed because of you. Listen, my daughter is still very angry with you she wanted to give you two hundred blows with the birch, but I want you to be able to work after this, because we are very pleased with the quality of your work so I have halved your punishment. Annette will give you a total of one hundred strokes, minus the strokes that I will give you, to show her how it should be done.

"Be strong boy, do you want me to put the gag in your mouth you so that you won't be able to scream?"

"No sir, I will undergo the punishment like a man."

"Are you sure, Bertus?"

"Yes sir."

"Annette, come over here please."

Annette walked over to her father and wanted to have a good time on the buttocks of Bertus. Her father took a birch from the bucket.

"Come and stand behind me, otherwise you will get wet. Bertus you are not gagged so you can count the strokes. Pay attention, Annette, look, you are holding it like that, "de Baron pressed the dripping forest of willow branches into his daughter's hand.

"Then you stand here and lay the birch on his buttocks, making sure that you never hit his knees. If his buttocks threaten to bleed then you aim a little lower but never hit his knees. And I don't want to see blood."

"Give it a try, I will guide your arm to make you feel how hard you have to hit."

Woesh! - Whap!

A cloud of tiny droplets spread through the air. I saw Bertus blink his eyes; I didn't know if it was caused by the pain or the drops of brine. I did not see any marks on his buttocks from this distance.

"Okay dad I can do it myself now."

"Good sweetie, wait about five seconds after each blow because then he will feel the pain much better. And Bertus don't forget to count, eh if you make a mistake or stop counting, Annette will start all over again." The baron gave Anne a wink, of course it was just meant as a threat.

"Yes, sir," Bertus answered in a soft voice.

De Baron came to us and Annette started the birching.

Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap!

"Two, three, four," cried Bertus.

"Come a little closer than you can see it much better," said the Baron.

We walked with him towards the scaffold; meanwhile, Anne had just delivered stroke number fifteen. We stopped after we were about two metres away from Bertus. The clouds of salty spray after each blow no longer happened, and we could clearly see red subcutaneous bleedings and welts on Bertus' buttocks.

Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! And so it went on for quite some time.

The counting for Bertus was already starting to become more difficult now and he moaned in between each hit with the birch. Anne seemed to enjoy it, I noticed that Anne started to hit harder and harder.

Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap!

Bertus could no longer endure it without making a sound.

"Au Argh! "Eight twenty, nine and twenty," Bertus cried.

Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap!

"Auwauwau! Mercy, Miss Annette please, thirty-three, thirty-four."

Annette went on undisturbed, Bertus began to sob, small streams of blood running down his once-white buttocks. The people from the staff who were watching from a distance turned around in disapproval and walked away. I saw that pieces of the birch started to break off. Anne really hit as hard as she could.

"Annette, hold back a bit aim lower and get a new birch," said the Baron.

Anne picked up a fresh birch and now started to work the underside of his buttocks, at the part where his buttocks met his upper legs. Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap!

A cloud of salty droplets was visible again and after the three impacts with the fresh birch, the spray was gone.

Bertus screamed, but still counted. Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap! - Woesh! - Whap!

And so it went on. Annette always aimed a little lower when it started to bleed. Bertus legs could no longer support his body. He no longer had control over his bladder. He stood there with bent knees hanging on his neck and wrists. Bertus had collapsed halfway and stood in a puddle of urine. He cried and begged Anne to stop. He could no longer count. Woesh! - Whap! "One," Anne shouted.

No! That couldn't be true! Was my girl really a sadist?

I walked over to her and took the birch."Come on Anne, that's enough, show some mercy, look at that poor boy!"

Mathilde and Walter started applauding."Well-done boy, compassion is a very nice feature," said my future father-in-law.

"Bertus, you have carried your punishment like a man, you will go with Mathilde, she will nurse your wounds and look after you at our home," said the Baron, opening the scaffold and I grabbed Bertus to support him, preventing him to fall in the puddle of urine.

Bertus naked body felt warm and clammy, he was shaking all over.

Mathilde wiped Bertus' face with her handkerchief and stroked it through his hair.

"Don't cry boy; it's all over now. Please, never do such a stupid thing again, will you?"

Bertus could hardly speak a word anymore. His buttocks and thighs were covered with small wounds and welts. He nodded at Mathilde and then he looked at me.

"Thank you, thank you, Ferry," he muttered in the sobs.

Anne was completely upset and watched with astonishment, it was only now that she realized what she had done. I was only at number eighty-four, but I really hadn't started all over again, I just said it to scare him," she cried apologetically.

Was this the dark side of Anne, or was she so angry with the boy, I really didn't know how my sweet caring girl could be so hard and ruthless. De Baron and I supported Bertus and put him on a plaid in Mathilde's car, Anne came to bring Bertus's pile of clothes. Mathilde drove down the courtyard on the way home with the bare stable boy in her car. I went with Anne in her father's Porsche. The Baron did like push the accelerator. At a speed of one hundred and ninety kilometres per hour we raced over the private road on our way to the estate. Once on the public road it did take it a bit easier.

When we got home Anne and me went to her room.

"Anne, I don't understand. Why did you like to hit that boy like that? I felt so sorry for him, why didn't you stop earlier, I found it over the top, it was cruel! "

"Well, I was so mad at him, I didn't even hear him, I just kept counting for him when he wasn't able to count anymore, I haven't noticed the state he was in, and I just wanted to scare him by calling out one. Of course I wouldn't have started all over again. Are you disappointed in me now?"

"I don't know what to think about it, but it really scared me, I never thought you would have that in you. I really had no idea you could be so cruel."

"But, Ferry, I just had a haze on my eyes, I just thought about the video and what he had done to me," Anne's eyes got moist and her lip started to tremble.

"Yes, that was a terrible act, I agree with you straight away, but he apologized and said that he had regret."

"Yes, that's what he said only when he heard that I had told my mother and that he would be punished. If he had done it before my parents would be involved, I certainly would go a lot easier on him."

"Yes you have a point, but I really couldn't, you didn't see his face, did you? But I did, he looked at us pleadingly, it apparently hurts a lot."

A moment later Anne's mother arrived.

"Annette, Bertus wants to talk to you, he is in bed in the nursing room, oh yes, Ferry, he wants to talk to you as well, so just walk along with me."

Anne was visibly shocked when she saw Bertus lying on his stomach on his bed, his buttocks and thighs were fire red and completely covered with wounds and blood blisters. Mathilde had cleaned it all well and sprayed it with wound plaster spray so that everything was dry. Bertus again apologized and asked if Anne was still angry with him. Anne replied that she had forgiven him. Anne sat down on the bed and gently brushed Bertus over his bare back.

"I am also sorry Bertus, I really went too far, I should have stopped much earlier I hope you will forgive me too." Bertus nodded.

Bertus thanked me because I had stopped Anne. He said that he had received two days' paid leave so that it his body could heal.

Moments later Mathilde came to pick us up again, when she had closed the door of Bertus's room, she stopped and turned to her daughter.

"Annette, you have gone way too far, Bertus cannot work for two days at least, which means that we are hiring someone else on a temporary base, and you are going to use your pocket money to pay it. Or you will spend two days in the penitentiary room without a visit privilege."

"Yes, okay Mom Ferry also thought I had gone too far, I'm really sorry I didn't know what got into me. I will pay for Bertus's replacement, how much will that be?"

"About three hundred Euros."

"Fuck! Damn it, I don't have that, I've just bought a new computer screen."

"Annette! Mind your language, strip naked now! You will spend two days in the punishment room! Ferry I'm sorry, you'll have to do without your girl for two days."

"Oh ma'am, but can't I really visit her? Please..." there was no immediate answer, I saw Mathilde thinking ...

"Well then, starting tomorrow but not longer than two hours a day, okay?"

"That's fine, thank you ma'am."

"Oh and Ferry, you may call me Mathilde."

Meanwhile, Annette had taken off her clothes and handed them to her mother.

"You can say goodbye to Annette now Ferry, after your goodbye's I'll lock her up."

I gave Anne a hug and a kiss and said that I would definitely visit her tomorrow.

Aunt Marta's return.

I regretted that I could no longer go with Anne to Marta's house and garden. When I went out the door on the way home, I looked at the window at the second floor of the white villa, there she was, Anne stood naked in front of the window with a sad look on her face, I saw tears running down her cheeks. She waved, and I waved back and threw her a hand kiss.

I was really in a bad mood and opened the front door of our house. When I came in I saw that we had visitors, on our coat rack there was a coat that I didn't knew. At first I did not know to who it belonged, but I did recognize the distinct smell of her perfume. It was Aunt Marta, I went into the living room.

She stood up from the sofa and gave me a big hug.

"Thank you for looking after my house and taking care of all the other chores. How sweet of you that you have done the grass as well. It all looks great, you've done very well. If you come to see me tomorrow morning after half past nine, then I have something for you."

The next morning.

I was curious about Marta's surprise; she was always quite generous. The time she proposed was okay because I had planned to go there anyway and then visit my girl for the two hours that we had agreed to. I left the house at half past nine, when I passed the white villa I saw my naked girl standing in front of the window. I waved and kissed her. I walked on and kept looking back; she just stood in front of the window she kept watched me walking down the street until I disappeared from her view. I rang Marta's doorbell; she opened the gate, and I walked to her front door. There she stood wearing her short leather skirt and shiny patent boots.

Gosh, what a hot chick she was, in spite of being my aunty.

"Hey Ferry, I see that you are still wearing shorts and that nice mesh shirt, I like it. Come in boy." I gave her a hug and walked along with her down the hallway and entered the living room.

"I've already cleared the dining table and selected your favorite music."

Marta sat down on the sofa, I looked questioningly at her. How did she know which music I liked?

"Come Ferry, don't be shy, hop on the table and do your little striptease dance for me. Gosh, I enjoyed seeing you doing that so much every time you were here."

"Hey?!?" How the hell did she know about that? She saw me looking at her in terror.

"The camera is in the bookcase there. I can see various places in and around my house wherever I am. I have eight IP cameras in use. Have a look," Marta showed me my strip dance on her phone. I felt my legs getting weak and I felt cold shivers running down my spine.

Well, Ferry, I want to see it live this time, you always had such a good time while doing it, grant me some fun too, or do you want me to torture you a bit downstairs in the basement. You weren't allowed to go there, were you? Maybe I should show all those recordings to your mother."

If I had observed her more closely, I would have noticed that it was not a real threat, but I was still being flabbergasted.

"Ne, ne, no a, a, a, aunt please," I stuttered.

"Ah, come on Ferry, just do it for me. You like doing it, don't you? Well chop, chop, on the table you go and start dancing. But first take off your shoes, will you?"

I was defeated, I had to do it. I took off my shoes and climbed onto her gigantic dining table. My head glowed, I didn't see it myself, but I felt that I was blushing profoundly. Aunt turned the music up, and I started. She sat down on the couch and was looking at me with a smile on her face. Every time I took off a piece of clothing; she was clapping her hands and cheering on me. At a certain point I was only wearing my underpants.

"Off, off, off," she chanted.

With trembling hands I hooked my thumbs behind the elastic band of my underpants. And I slowly pushed it down. My dick was half hard and immediately became rock hard when the band went over the top. I was dancing naked on the table. I felt so ashamed and started sobbing. Aunt got up and walked over to me. She put her arms around my waist and pulled me close. I got a kiss on my bare belly and then another one on my rock hard penis.

"Come on, boy, you just needed an extra push, but you really like this, don't you?"

I got off the table; Marta put her arms around me, I smelled her sweet perfume and it felt very strange to be cuddled by my aunt.

"Come on, sweetie, you don't need to feel ashamed of your own aunt, you really are a nice kid, and I saw that beautiful girl of yours too. You were just like Adam and Eve. But I really don't mind at all. Come and sit next to me on the couch, you are not only her little angel but also mine."

"Tell me Ferry, how did you like my SM cellar and the photo studio? You probably never thought your boring aunt would be interested in things like that, would you?"

Marta started to tell me about her photo work for various professional Domina's and SM masters. And she also ran various websites for the BDSM community.

"I saw that you were researching; you have seen the basement and the photo studio, but not my art studio because you could not find the key, did you? There is also no visible lock on the door. Come, walk upstairs with me."

I followed her walking upstairs. Marta clapped her hands three times; I heard a click and Marta just pushed the door open.

In her studio I saw even more images of naked girls and boys. There were also many paintings, almost all with naked people on it. There were also some half-finished statues.

"Yes Ferry I mainly do nudes, but for sure you've certainly already noticed that. I'm also going to tell you a secret. You have probably asked yourself why my house and garden are very well shielded. Well... Your aunt also thinks it is wonderful not to wear clothes now and then. And when I look at you, I think we will probably have our passion for nudism in common you have a nice all over tan. Tell me honestly Ferry you like being naked, don't you?"

"Yes, auntie, I like it a lot, it feels wonderful."

"Ferry, I had forbidden you to use my computer but you did it anyway, so you really need to be punished for being disobedient. But because you are such a sweetheart, I will not punish you and not betray your bare escapades to your parents, but there is one condition..."

"What do you want me to do?"

"You will need to introduce your beautiful girlfriend to me, and I want you to keep enjoying your nudity here with me.

And Ferry, I really want to make a painting of the two of you, a kind of scene featuring Adam and Eve in paradise. Just ask her if she would dare to pose nude for me. And uh... please don't call me 'aunt.' When calling me that, I feel so old, you may just call me Marta, agreed?"

"Yes, that's good Marta."

"You have discovered my secret; you are not allowed to talk to anyone about it. And now a different subject, are you able to feed the fish out of your hand? I can't see that part of the pond with the cameras. It was your challenge, right."

"Yes, I succeeded, but then I have to go into the water."

"Well let me see."

I already started to feel more at ease and showed Marta my ritual.

"Oh, that's why you first took a shower before feeding; now I understand. Do you know that I often feed them like that too? I really like it when the fish swim around me like that. That is probably why you could feed them this way. They are used seeing a naked body, they are not afraid of that because they associate it with food."

"Ferry I would really like it if you visit me more often, you can always be yourself here. And your beautiful girlfriend is welcome too."

"She is the daughter of the Baron and the Baroness and they live in the big white villa near our street, did you know that?" I said with some pride.

"No, you must be kidding me, how nice."

"You know Marta, we went horse-riding being totally naked that was really cool."

I started to tell her all about Anne with great enthusiasm, my aunt listened with great interest; I started to like her even more. I didn't care at all that I was naked in her presence."

"Ferry, I don't expect visitors today, I will put on my bikini."

Marta went to her bedroom and came back a little later with a little concealing two-piece bikini. The bikini pants were just a small triangle that went a thin string through her buttocks, the same kind of thin string was around her hips.

She was, of course, quite young and I thought she looked great.

"Wow you're really beautiful Marta, I think it's so sweet of you that we can just come here and be ourselves. I could kiss you all over. I would never be allowed to do that at home, I think my mother is really very old-fashioned."

I started telling about the torture room in the castle and about the punishment of Bertus.

"You are really interesting at those kinds of things, okay, come with me then I'll show you something and tell something about BDSM."

Marta removed the rug under the stairs, and we entered the basement.

"Look, Ferry, I use most of the things listed here as attributes for the photo session that I make for my clients. Look at this thing here, it's an artificial penis fixed on an adjustable rod. Come here. Come on, just stand above it. Yes, that is right; spread your legs a little."

Marta rolled a condom over the penis, put some lubricant on it and pushed it all the way up.

He went straight into my anus; Marta pushed it up, it went so far that I felt its plastic balls against my buttocks. "CLICK!" Marta took a small key from a lock on the bar.

"Now you are stuck, try if you can get away."

I tried, but it was impossible, I couldn't jump because I couldn't push myself off. Bending and reaching for the lock didn't work either.

"It is impossible, Marta."

"Nice eh, so you can see how simple it is to detain someone. What if I would left you here for a few hours now..."

"No please don't."

"Just kidding... no, I will release you right away; I will not let my sweet little angel standing here, being all alone. You know Ferry; you really are my favorite nephew, your girl has also nicely powdered and shaved you. This is how I really like to see my boys, you're beautiful. Yes, I also saw the two of you being busy in the bathroom too. "Marta freed me and started to tell me everything about the whips, dildos, nipple clamps, vacuum cups and other attributes, a whole new world opened up for me.

I had completely forgotten the time but suddenly felt that I was getting hungry.

"Oh Marta, I have to eat home, and then I need to go to Anna."

"You can eat here, I would like you to, and otherwise I'm chewing my sandwiches away, being all alone."

"Good but then I need to call my mother and tell her that I will have my lunch here."

"I'll call her, come along and we'll go upstairs again."

Marta climbed the stairs walking in front of me; I saw her beautiful tanned buttocks swing up and down in the rhythm of her steps. Marta called my mother and made us a wonderful lunch. After lunch we went swimming, at a certain point I didn't realize anymore that she was my aunt. We had a lot of fun; I had completely forgotten that I would also visit Anne.

"Marta, what time is it?"

"According to that sundial over there it must now be against five o clock."

"Oh no! I had promised to visit Anne! Shit, Marta I need to get dressed quickly and then I go over there."

"Okay, Ferry, I really enjoyed having you here, will you visit me again tomorrow?"

"Yes I do, will I be here at half past nine again?"

"Yes that will be fine."

Moments later I walked down the long street nearing the white villa; I rang the doorbell, the maid opened the door.

"Hi, Truus, I'm here for Anne."

"Good that you are here, Mrs. de Baroness said she's been waiting for you all day long."

I greeted the Baron and Baroness; she handed me the key and they sent me on my way to Anne. I opened the door to the punishment room. When she heard the key, she shouted, "Knock first!"

I came in. She had been crying because her face was completely wet from crying.

"Oh, honey, what's wrong?" I sat down next to her and put my arm around her.

"I was so scared that you wouldn't come anymore because you were disappointed in me for I was beating Bertus so mercilessly, and you walked on so quickly this morning."

"Oh no, of course not, you are the best thing that happened to me. Come here." I started to hug, comfort and kissing her.

"Where did you stay for so long, I found this day would last forever."

I started telling about my aunt and that I had to dance and strip for her, just like I had done for her. I told her she had seen everything. Anne blushed.

"But she's really cool, I can come as often as I like. And I can dance around in the nude as often as I want; she also wants to get to know you. She thought you were a beautiful girl. Oh Anne, when your punishment is done, you really need to go to my aunt's house and meet her.

We can continue to enjoy our time there as we did in recent weeks. Please come with me and let me introduce you to my aunt. Anne, please..."

To be continued.

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