Ferry's Adventures

Ferry's Adventures 23 and 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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Ferry's adventures.

(part 23)

My naked day in the penal room.

I had a restless night, but the fact that Anne was lying next to me made up for a lot, so I was the first one to hear a knock at the door.

I called, “please come in." Anne woke up and Truus opened the door, even though she had a key with her, she still pushed the wedge underneath, it probably was the power of habit.

"Oh sorry Miss Annette, I didn't expect you here but the red light on the intercom blinked," she said being startled.

"Oh my Gosh, Truus please don’t be so formal, how often do I have to say it, you may just call me Anne."

"Sorry, it's the power of habit, but I need to tell you that breakfast is ready. Wouldn't you go to the horse market with your father and mother today?"

"Oh shit! I totally forgot!" Anne jumped out of bed and quickly put the comforter back over me again.

"Please don’t tell them that I was with Ferry, will you? I went to see him last night but had forgotten to put the wedge under the door and then the door blew shut."

"Anne, I will wake your parents now and don't worry, I won’t blow the whistle on you."

"Thank you, Truusje, you are a sweetheart. I will get dressed quickly; otherwise, I might meet them in the corridor. Would you like to explain to Ferry the rules for staying in the penal room?"

"But Anne if you leave, I am all alone today!"

"No, Truusje will be here until the evening." Anne quickly kissed me and walked down the hall to her bedroom.

"Truus, please take good care of my boyfriend, will you? Good-bye sweet little angel I will see you later," she said very gently, after she gave me a kiss.

The Ten Commandments.

"Well, Mr Ferry, I'll tell you what the rules are."

I burst out with laughter, "Yes! Okay Truus, for you the same things apply as for Annette, please call me Ferry. I'm just a very ordinary boy."

"But a very sweet and beautiful one." Truusje winked at me and sat down next to me on the bed.

"All right, Ferry, please pay attention. I will now give you the Ten Commandments." Truus began to list the rules one by one:

Rule number one, you need to be completely naked in this room at all times, so do not wear a bathrobe or shoes.
Rule number two you can only stay in your bed until nine o'clock on Sunday, getting up at seven o'clock applies to all other days.
Rule number three when you are out of bed then you make your bed, you can only lie or sit on it but not under the comforter.
Rule number four when you are done making your bed, please press the red button on the intercom.

I will come and then guide you to the guest bathroom. Then you have to clean your body using the shower or just sit in the bathtub, and do your hair as well. Oops, for boys that just means neatly combing it in style. Then you will return to the penal room and you will open the curtains. This is not a rule, but I will bring your breakfast at half past nine on a tray. After breakfast you call me again. I'll leave you a carafe of water and a drinking glass for you.

Rule number five, cleaning jobs:

For today I have a little job for you, I will bring you a bucket with soapy water, a mop and a duster. You will empty the bookcase, and you will dust everything. Then mop the floor. Beat the dust out of the cloth by holding it outside the window. I also want the window to be cleaned as well. The rain was beating down on it last night; I'll bring you stuff for doing the window cleaning. When you are done with those chores, you have time for yourself and you can call me again.

Rule number six if you have to visit to the toilet, just press the red button.
Rule number seven you can have a visitor for a maximum of two hours a day.

Note that you won’t get any clothes to cover yourself up. And the bed stays nice and tidy.

Rule number eight, no sex with your visitor and you are not allowed to masturbate.
Rule number nine, do not call out from the window or make any other form of noise or you will be tied down on the bed and be gagged, I would hate to do that so please stick to this rule.

Rule number ten, if you break the rules, a full penalty day will be added to your stay in this room.

"Well, Ferry, your naked day in this room will start right now.

Oh yes, in the event of a fire, or any other emergency where emergency services are needed, press the red and orange buttons simultaneously. The alarm goes off, and you climb out of the window and wait on the roof of the porch until someone takes a ladder and helps you down. I will come and check your room, if you have not done your chores properly then I must report it and you will be punished. You keep an eye on that camera there. Anne's parents always take a few samples to see if Annette, or in this case, you follow the rules. I am in charge of your punishment today, so your behavior and following the rules is my responsibility. Well, any questions boy? "

I shook my head saying no. Truus left the room, and I went into bed again.

She had said I needed to be up at nine o clock. There wasn't even a clock here, how could I know it was nine o'clock? I had to hand over my watch and Smart Phone to Anne. I had nothing else here but my own naked body.

I lay down again under the duvet, but I couldn't sleep anymore.

"Boing..." sounded softly in the distance.

The church clock! It was half past eight. That was it; I just needed to wait for the clock to hit nine times, then get up and make the bed. It seemed to take forever. I heard the garage door opening up outside the house. I jumped out of bed and stood in front of the window. I saw the big Mercedes from the Baron slowly moving to the square in front of the porch. He went out and opened the doors of the car, and a little later I first saw the Baroness boarding and then Anne was next.

She looked up at the window of the room where I was. She waved and threw me a hand kiss. Then she got in, the Mercedes started moving, it went from the square to the driveway and then out the gate. I saw Anne sitting in the back; she waved, I waved back. I made the bed neatly and then sat on the bed waiting for Truus, it seemed to take forever before the church clock rang nine times. I pressed the button on the intercom, a moment later the door opened and Truus entered.

"Well, Ferry, that's good, you are right on time. Anne can take an example. Please, here are the ten commandments on paper."

"Yes, thank you Truus, I could not sleep anymore and waited for the church clock otherwise I did not know what time it was."

"Oh but I would have wakened you up, don't worry about keeping track of time. I'll do that for you. Are you coming with me to the bathroom?"

I got up and went with her. It felt strange to be guided naked to the bathroom by Anne's housekeeper. She gave me a bath towel, and a washcloth, and sat down on the bathroom chair. "You don't feel uncomfortable, do you, Ferry? I need to stay with you; those are the rules for the one who is in charge of your punishment."

"No, Truus, I don't care, you do know how I look without clothes don’t you?"

"Ferry, you can make a choice, you can use the shower or take a bath, I would like to do the latter for you."

"If you like it then you can bathe me."

Truus took the towel and the washcloth back from me, she filled the bath and I was allowed to get seated into the warm water.

"You know Ferry my son would be your age now."

"What do you mean Truus, did he passed away?"

"Yes, he died a year ago from that terrible disease with the letter C, I can't get it over my lips, and it’s so unfair! You look so much like him. He was only a bit smaller than you, but just as handsome."

"Oh Truus, how awful, I don't know what to say."

Truus started telling all kinds of things about Sander, that was her son's name."

Tears ran down her cheeks. I stood and put my arms around her, only my buttocks and legs were a bit wet, the water was not that deep yet. I hugged her, she gently ran her hand over my bare back and buttocks.

Truus suddenly let me go, got herself together and grabbed a washcloth and soap; she started to completely lather me with soap.

She did my crotch very thoroughly, my penis started to stiffen.

"Oh sorry Truus," I felt how I blushed, my cheeks neck and ears became very warm.

"That does not matter Ferry. It simply indicates that you are a healthy young man. I thought it was so sweet of you that you hugged and comforted me. It was a long time ago that someone did that for me."

If you want to sit and relax for a while then you can. I'll be back in fifteen minutes, is that okay?"

"Yes, that would be nice, Truus. It’s quite fresh in that room, and at least this feels nice and warm."

"Well relax and enjoy it, I'll be right back."

Fifteen minutes later, Truus came back, rinsed me and dried me. Truus took extensive time for this. Occasionally I felt her hands touching my bare body, I think she did it on purpose. Truus was ready; she put an arm around my waist and guided me back to the punishment room. The door closed shut. I was alone again; I noticed that it was a lot warmer. A few minutes later there was a knock on the door again, Truus entered with a tray, one slice of bread and a small tub of butter, an empty glass, a jug of water and cutlery lay on a plate. Truus tried in vain to look very strict and serious.

She put down the tray demonstratively on the seat of the chair and looked at me, she saw my bewildered face and laughed.

"That was just a joke; I wanted to see your reaction. But just to be serious, this is what I should give Annette if she is punished. Don't tell anyone else, I always give her something nice to eat. It's already bad enough if you have to spend whole days in this prison, by the way, I turned up the heating a bit, I don’t want you to feel cold."

Truus turned and walked back into the corridor, and I heard her walking up and down the stairs several times. A moment later she came back into the room, but now with a serving trolley. On it was a very extensive breakfast; she had made a delicious farmer's omelet for me. How did she know I loved that so much? There was a carafe of freshly pressed orange juice; there was a thermos bottle with coffee and the same type of thermos bottle with tea.

"Wow! That looks great Truus, thank you!"

"Enjoy your meal boy. Annette told me what you liked, so I secretly prepared it for you, you can choose what you like to drink with your breakfast."

"Oh how sweet of you!"

"You're welcome, let me know when you're done, and I'll come and pick it up again and I will take some household stuff with me right away." Truus left the room again; the door fell into the lock.

Now I knew exactly why Anne was so fond of Truus. She also did not treat her as a maid but always with respect.

I enjoyed my extensive breakfast, I had finished eating and went to the window, the weather had completely recovered. The sun was shining and the puddles were almost completely gone. Suddenly I saw my mother walking. She looked up at the window. I waved. She waved back and raised her thumb at me.

I pressed the red button, a moment later Truus came, she cleaned up the serving trolley and shortly thereafter she returned carrying the cleaning supplies.

"See if you want to do this for me, of course you won't need to if you really hate cleaning jobs, I won't tell them."

She sat down next to me on the bed and put an arm around me.

"Ferry, you don't need to tell me of course, but why are you here?"

"Oh, I do want to tell you; it's my own stupid fault." I told her the whole story.

"Oops, that is not so nice, first a firm spanking from Annette and then naked on display on that pecker thing in your front yard, with a banner sign in front of your feet.

I am not allowed to say it, but I am very disappointed about Anne doing this to you. I can hardly believe it, Is it really true?"

"Yes, seriously, I had to be naked on display. I found it very cruel, later she regretted it. That's why she changed my punishment by letting me spend a day in this penal room."

"Well this seems bad to me too, but at least now you're not being humiliated."

"Ferry, I hardly dare ask, but do you want to hug me again? Please?"

I did what she asked, she stroked my hair and I felt her warm soft hands on my back.

"Thank you, Annette is lucky with you. You are just like an angel. I have to get to work Ferry, stay strong; I think you don't like those books at all. I don't understand why Annette is interested in that kind of stuff… See you later."

The door closed, I immediately started doing the chores. I did it very thoroughly. I had nothing else to do anyway.

I was busy cleaning the window; suddenly I saw my mother and Marta walking. They carried a large square flat box together. They opened the gate and walked to the front door.

Moments later I heard the strong muffled sound of the doorbell. Later I saw Marta and my mother leave again but now without the box. They looked up and saw the naked boy in front of the window. I was just busy drying everything with the chamois.

Marta and my mother stopped. They were calling something, but I was not allowed to answer back, it was in the ten commandments. So I held my finger in front of my mouth and waved at them. Marta and my mother waved back and both raised their thumbs. I pressed the intercom; I was done with the chores.

Truusje entered the room.

"Well, well that looks great, though. Oh wow, you even did the woodwork, I didn't even ask you too."

She grabbed the things and left the room.

It became quiet it was eleven o'clock, I heard the soft buzzing of the air conditioning, now it only blew warm air. The room was suddenly pleasantly warm. I sat down on the bed and looked at the cupboard. There was really not a single book that I wanted to browse or read.

I got bored. I went back to bed with my hands under my head. I looked over my chest and saw my pointy nipples and a little further away my penis, it was as if the pee hole was smiling at me. I saw my balls move slowly in my scrotum. I saw that for the first time in my life. There seemed to be a constant movement in it. A baby factory in full production, I chuckled.

I looked over my chest, when I looked closely I saw my left nipple go up and down a little, it moved in the rhythm of my heartbeat. I wiggled my toes.

In temptation.

I was bored sick. Suddenly the soft buzz stopped. I also saw that the lights on the intercom were off. It was dead silent, suddenly I heard Truusje coming up the stairs.

CLICK, the door opened.

"Ferry, there is a power outage, come with me, now we can sit in the garden for a while, the weather is great. The camera will record nothing anyway."

"But Truus, I can't do that, it feels like cheating. No sorry I wii stay here."

"Ferry, can you play chess?"

"No"

"Shall I teach you?"

"Is that allowed?"

"No, of course not, but I thought you would enjoy it, you also love gaming. I thought about a boy being bored to dead up there, and now I have to stay with you anyway."

"Well, Truus, I think it's very sweet of you, but I don't want to cheat on Anne, if I'm going to play with you, it's not a punishment. But I would like you to teach me playing chess, another time please."

Truus sat down next to me again, she put a hand on my thigh, she smiled.

"You have a nice soft skin, Ferry, I want to touch your body, you remind me of my boy. You both are so lookalike; you could have been his twin brother. When I first saw you, I was shocked."

"If touching falls within the rules, then it's okay."

"Yes, it will be permitted as long as I don't do anything indecent with you." Truusje started to caress my naked body, but not in a sexual way.

The soft buzzing started again.

"I need to go now; unfortunately I can only be with you when you aren’t able to call me via the intercom. Safety above all; goodbye sweetie." Truus left the room again, I was all alone again. It all took terribly long I started counting the patterns on the wallpaper. I had to pee.

click!

I pressed the red button on the intercom, a few moments later the footsteps sounded again on the stairs. The door opened.

"Truus I am sorry that I called you, but I really need to go to the toilet."

"Good, come with me."

Truus went to the bathroom with me, where I could use the toilet. I was done and shook off the last drops of my penis. I flushed the toilet and turned around to go back.

"Just wash your pee pee, Ferry." I had to sit on a bidet, and Truus gave me a hand shower a washcloth and soap. After that had to return to the penal room and was alone for almost an hour.

Truus brought me lunch. It was also very extensive and tasty.

"Wow Truus, you are spoiling me, when my punishment is done I have gained at least five kilos of body weight."

"You are a growing boy. You need to eat well. I will collect the tray later."

"Thank you Truus, I really think you are a very sweet woman." Truus smiled.

The visit.

The afternoon lasted terribly long. I went to take a nap out of sheer boredom. I fell asleep for a while, but was awakened by a kiss on my lips. I opened my eyes, and I looked straight into Anne's beautiful dark eyes.

"I have heard a lot of good things about you. Truusje is really fond of you. And she has tried in vain to trick you into making you break the rules. By the way, I’ve asked her too. It was a test. You have passed it successfully, and I am so proud of you. Come with me, then you can get dressed again. By the way, it’s nice and warm here. Did Truus spoil you nicely?"

"Is my punishment over then?"

"Yes of course."

"How did you find such a day in the penal room?"

"It was terrible Anne; I was really bored to death. Only now it makes me realise what you have been through."

"Marta brought my painting. It has become really beautiful. Now we just have to find a handy guy with the skills to put it on the wall."

"Let's me see it Anne," Anne took the protective sheet from the painting that stood against the long wall of the room.

"Oh, wow! It has become really beautiful. Where do you want to hang it?"

"Well, I thought up there Ferry, above the sideboard," Mathilde said.

"I want to do it for you, my mother always asks me at home. My father is not really a handy crafts man, he even couldn't hit a nail in a piece of wood straight, so he always outsources everything."

"Well Walter here is exactly the same, but if you want to do it for us, I would be very happy."

Truusje entered, she had a tray with coffee and soda. There were also five saucers on that tray, on each of them was a large piece of home brewed apple pie."

"Oh how delicious, Truus!"

She put the saucers and drinks on the table. She pushed back the chair for Mathilde, and also for Walter.

"Anne and Ferry please come join us, we have a small family meeting," Mathilde spoke.

"Ferry, you got acquainted with our penal room today, tell me how you experienced that."

I told them it was very hard not being able to do anything all day. But that I was very happy with Truusje. I told her how she had spoiled me.

"I hope I didn't give you too much trouble Truusje," I added at the end of my story.

"Oh, no, I love taking care of such a sweet little angel. I already told Ferry about Sander. He really looks like him. I just couldn't be strict to that boy. He is just very sweet and did even more than I asked him to. I hated to manipulate him so that he would be tempted to break the rules."

"I bathed him and told him about my own boy. I became very sad, and Ferry hugged and comforted me, he truly is a sweetheart."

I didn't know where to look, I felt myself blushing.

"Ferry, I cheated on you, there was no power outage, we have a timer for the electricity in part of the house. I had the Intercom and the air-conditioning switched with the timer. I knew it would happen at half past one. Sorry, Miss Annette asked me to do so."

"Really, Mathilde I could try anything, but Ferry just kept sticking to the rules. That boy is really as honest as one could be."

"I am very happy about that, good to hear all of this, Ferry. By the way, Marta left something for you; just have a look in the hall."

I stood up and walked into the corridor with Anne, there was the large flat cardboard box from the original painting. There was a note on it saying, for Ferry with love.

I carefully opened the box. I saw a perfect replica of Anne's painting, there she was, my gorgeous girlfriend riding naked on her black stallion. It was printed on canvas, and Marta also had provided it with a nice frame.

"Wow! I'm so very happy with this, it is so beautiful!"

"You may only hang it in your room; otherwise everyone would see me naked."

"Yes, where else did you think I would hang it, in my bedroom I can look at you all night and day. Thank you so much, sweetheart, for giving me this beautiful replica."

The renovation and the garden.

After dinner at Anne's parents, Anne and I walked to our house with the painting. I showed my mother the beautiful canvas.

"Yes Ferry I had already seen it, it is really fantastic, and Anne girl you are really beautiful and what a beautiful horse you have."

"Thank you mum, I told Ferry that he can only put it on the wall in his own room."

"Yes, I understand, but here next to the fireplace on that bare wall, it would look very nice too."

"Thanks but no thanks, then everyone sees me naked."

"Yes, that's right, but you have a body that should be seen, No just kidding about putting the painting in our living room, but I meant what I said about your body Anne, you need to be proud about it. Ferry will put the replica on the wall in his bedroom."

"By the way, how was your day in the penal room boy?"

"Well that was pretty tough, being not able to do anything all day is very bad. But Truusje took good care of me, what a very sweet woman she is!"

"Well, you don't have a sweet caring housekeeper here at home, here you have to deal with your strict and angry mother."

"What do you mean Mom?"

"Come upstairs with me, I'll show you our least pleasant renovation," Anne, Mom and I walked up the stairs.

To my surprise there was now a door for the stairs to the second floor. My mother opened it with a key. The light automatically was switched on when opening the door. When we were on the attic floor, I saw it right away. There was now a glossy sign on the door to the previously unused attic room. This room was facing the street. On the sign the words 'Penal Room' were engraved.

My mother opened the door. The room was equipped with sound-damping material, there was a steel bed, the bed was neatly made, the bed was covered with blankets and white sheets. Leather ankle and wrist cuffs were attached to the corners with thick steel chains and powerful electro magnets. There was a sort of remote control hanging on a coiled cord with only one button on it, it was a red button. And there was a small walkie-talkie on the shelf above the bed.

There was no light switch. A small sink was in the corner, along with a hanging toilet pot. There were a fire extinguisher and a fire blanket. There was an air conditioner too, but I didn't see a control panel. On the floor there was linoleum except for the bed there was nothing else in the room.

My mother saw me looking around.

"Well, Ferry, I actually thought this was a very good idea. Look when I close the door one can't get out anymore, but luckily I do have a key."

CLICK

The door was shut, it was really dead silent here. It was really many times more silent than in Anne's penal room. There was some sort of foam on the walls.

"This room is completely soundproof, you can yell and shout as loud as you can or want, but outside the room you won’t hear a thing. So we never need a mouth gag. There will be a penalty for shouting out from the window.

"The light switch is on the outside of this room, just like the operation panel for controlling the air conditioning. You can communicate by the use of the walkie-talkies. They are provided with an audio VOX, I can switch it on when you are tied down on the bed. Then you can use it without picking it up, it responds to the sound of your voice, I hope I never have to do that, and in case of emergency you can use the red button, the fire alarm goes off, and the chains on the cuffs also come off automatically, any abuse of this function will be punished. You then have to stand on the retainer for a whole hour every evening an entire week. Do you see those two hooks under the window frame? " I nodded.

"You can use them for attaching the rope ladder, which is your escape in case of an emergency. Of course you then will be naked outside because here in this room you will be locked up wearing your birth costume, just like at Anne's house."

"Look, Ferry, there is a camera on the ceiling, so I can see almost all corners of this room, even on my cell phone, nice eh, all this technology nowadays. The whole house is now equipped with fire and carbon monoxide detectors, all of which are connected to the fire alarm. We have taken out a subscription with such a security company, so if this system goes off the fire brigade will come."

"Mathilde told me about the Ten Commandments. We will set up such a rule system like that here as well."

"Ferry you are really a sweet boy and I love you very much, I am almost certain that we will never need to use this."

"That's what you said about that tile in the garden too mom, this is a penal room, two point zero!"

"Wow Ferry you are lucky with a girlfriend like me," Anne said jokingly.

"What do you mean Anne?"

"Thanks to me, you now also have a prison at home, and this one is really high-tech." Anne replied.

"Yes, and when you walk past our house, you'll see the naked boy behind the window in the thatched-roof villa."

"If you come downstairs with me again, we will look in the garden. I really fled the house today and went to Marta’s place. They have been working hard here all day."

We walked into the garden, the pool was already half built, and there was now also a very large barrel with a door in it.

"Look, we now also have a sauna. That is really great Ferry. And the Jacuzzi has been filled too, so we can go and use it if you like. Forget about the punishment room, I think you have had enough today. We were just about to get undressed as we wanted to try the hot-tub when we met my father. He was completely naked and had a bath towel over his shoulder.

"Will you join me in the tub?"

One moment later, the four of us sat in the warm water, apart from bubbles; this one also had powerful massage jets.

"And Ferry, did your mother also showed you our penal room yet?"

"Yes it really is a sheer horror dad."

"Well if she's naughty, I'll lock her up for a few days, or did you think it was meant just for you," grinned Dad.

To be continued.

Ferry's adventures.

(part 24)

The talk with my dad in the tub.

I was sitting comfortably between Anne and my mother; I had to tell my father everything about my stay at Anne's penal room. I told him it was very tough, and I was disappointed that he had made something similar for me in the attic.

"But Ferry, have you forgotten what it was like when you were there naked, on display for the entire neighborhood? And how you felt when your mother gave you a spanking. You were being totally nude over her knee, while your mum was beating your butt, right in front of the eyes of your girlfriend and her parents?"

"Yes, dad, it was awful I felt so terribly ashamed."

"Well then, you must agree with me that this is a much better solution, and I think we really will use it very rarely."

"Yes, Ferry I felt so guilty after I punished you like that so I agreed with your dad to build this penal room. I promise you one thing; you can only get this punishment imposed by someone who knows how severe such this punishment is."

"Ha ha great, that means that only Anne can lock me up and she probably won't do that to me, am I right, honey?"

"Well... yes, only if you would do something horrible..."

"Hum, thank you very much, in instead of backing me up," I said jokingly.

"Ferry I want to try that room myself next weekend, and I honestly think I deserve it too."

"But Mom, haven't you been punished enough for it yet?"

"Yes, a bit, but I also want to know how it feels, and I only do it for one day. I want to know how it feels and what you must have felt when being in Anne's penal room."

"Well I think that's super sweet of you, but you don't have to do it for me."

"But then I can't punish you by locking you up either, I need to know how tough such a punishment is. Tomorrow we sit together, and we will draw up the rules, by the way I think we can do with less than ten of these rules."

"Well ok then, if you really want to try, but I warn you, you will find it very tough," I said.

"You really are out of your mind Liesbeth," my father said.

"But Richard, this hot-tub of ours is really nice, isn't it, maybe we should invite some friends to enjoy using this tub and go into the sauna just to consecrate our garden," my mum suddenly changed the subject.

"Anne, would your parents like to join us?"

"Well my mother is very prudish, she really won't sit naked in a hot-tub. My father is more like me, he won't have a problem with being naked at all."

"Mom, can't we invite Truusje, too? She feels often very lonely, her husband died five years ago in a terrible accident. And her son died of cancer. I think she will like it very much, she really is such a sweet lady. Anne, what do you think, would your parents object?"

"Well Ferry she is really part of our family, and yes I think she would like that very much. She is really fond on you anyway."

"But won't your father and mother object?" My father asked.

"What do you mean?" Anne asked.

"Well they have to be in a Jacuzzi with their own staff."

"Well I can tell you that Truusje was a nurse before she started working for us. She loves being able to care for people. When my parents were both very ill after a vacation in Kenya, she also washed them and she nursed them until my mum and dad got well again. No Truusje is really no ordinary maid, she is part of our family."

"All right, we'll organize a party and invite them all," my father said.

"Anne, do you want to give me Truusje's address. I would like to invite her myself, may I, dad?" My father nodded and Anne answered my first question.

"Its fine with me I'll give you her address. Say Ferry; you are very fond of her, right?"

"Yes we just have a click with each other, just like I have with Aunt Marta. Hey mom, You will invite Marta too, won't you? She is not only my aunt but also my friend."

"Of course boy, there is enough space."

Handy Harry.

The next day, after leaving school, I went to hang Anne's painting in my room. I made a rail almost at the top end of the wall one could use it to hang things on the wall, but it was also possible to attach spot lights. By doing this a painting was beautifully lit. The workmen left their tools with us every evening, and I had asked one of them if I could use the drill with a six-millimetre masonry drill.

I was allowed to use it if I promised to bring it back. The result was really beautiful; I was very pleased with myself. I called Anne and asked her if I could hang their painting at their home that evening. Moments later, she called back. It was good, I had brought tools that evening. I first carefully measured everything. Anne had to hold the vacuum cleaner while I was drilling. Half an hour later the painting hung on the wall. Walter and Mathilde were very happy with it. I told how I had done it at home. I told them nothing about the penal room that my dad had having built for me.

"My father wanted to invite you and to consecrate our wellness garden soon. We would like to consecrate our garden and invite Truus as well, is that okay with you?"

"Yes, Truusje is part of our family too," Mathilde said.

"Great, don't tell her yet; I want to invite her myself."

"That is very sweet of you, Ferry; she will certainly accept your invitation. She likes you very much especially after today. What have you done with her?"

"I just get along really well with her, and we really have a click."

"That is very nice, Ferry, Truusje can use new friends very well."

That evening I wrote a letter to Truusje, thanking her for taking good care of me while I was in Anne's penal room. I ended the letter with the words:

Dear Truusje, we will soon have a small party to consecrate our new garden. My parents and especially me, would like to invite you for a BBQ and you can also try our Jacuzzi, sauna and swimming pool. Mathilde and Walter and my aunt Marta are coming as well. You will soon receive my father's invitation with the exact date and time. I also consider you my aunt.

PS. these flowers are for you because you have made my punishment bearable.

Love, Ferry

The next day I went to a flower shop. I bought a nice bouquet and added the envelope, I asked the florist to deliver it to Truusje, which had to be done this afternoon because she would be home by then. She had worked that Sunday, Mathilde told me she would be home today.

My mother is testing the penal room.

It was Sunday morning; I woke my mother up at nine.

Our list contained less than the ten commandments used for Anne's punishment room, we had agreed to get up at nine on Sundays. I would be in charge of my mother's punishment; I was the only one who knew how it would feel. My father was already up, he had prepared breakfast, this time just for the two of us. I had to prepare breakfast for my mother.

"Good morning mom, it's your punishment day today, do you really want to push this through?"

"Good morning Ferry, yes I want to do this also as a penance for myself."

"Well okay, from now on you must obey me mum. Get undressed and then I will go to the bathroom with you, you must shower and do your hair. And then we will go upstairs."

My mother did what I said, it was a very strange feeling. One moment later we walked down the hall to the bathroom, me with my bathrobe on and my mother being completely naked. After my mother showered, I dried her. She blow-dried and combed her long blonde hair.

"Come on, Mom, let's go upstairs." I took the key that was on a hook on the wall. I looked at the temperature, twenty degrees, that is how it should be I will leave it as it is I thought. I turned on the camera and opened the door.

"Mom, you have to make the bed neatly, you cannot lie under the covers and at ten o'clock I will bring you breakfast. Good luck and stay strong."

I picked up the walkie-talkie and tested it with the other one who was still on the shelf. I closed the door and went down the stairs.

"Dad can you help me with the app, so I can see mom on my phone?" I handed my Smart Phone to my dad. He installed the IP camera app and did all the settings. Pa used a secure password for access.

"Ferry, have a look, with these arrow keys you can aim the camera and with this you can zoom in and out.

The camera has night vision; even in the dark you still can keep an eye on things."

I played with it and saw my naked mother making the bed.

I went to have breakfast with my father. Dad had prepared a nice breakfast. When I was done, I grabbed the walkie-talkie, "hello mom, are you hungry?"

"Yes, just a little bit."

"I will bring it over in a moment."

I picked up a slice of bread, smeared some butter on it, and picked up an empty glass. I put it on a tray and wanted to walk upstairs with it.

"Ferry, you possibly can't mean that."

"Dad, it's a joke, I want to see how she will react, I'll bring her a real breakfast later."

"Oh, you vice. Fooling your poor mother!" Dad squeezed my cheek.

"Dad you have to look at my phone and see how she reacts," I handed Dad my phone.

I walked upstairs and knocked, "Mom breakfast."

With a serious look on my face, I put the glass and the plate with the slice of bread on the floor; I needed the tray myself again. I saw my mother's disappointed look. I hoped Dad saw it too.

Downstairs my dad was chuckling. "Come, Ferry, I will help you for a moment I will make coffee for her, you will cook an egg. Then a slice of currant bread with sugar and a roll with chocolate sprinkles, and the other with blueberry jam.

One moment later I walked up with a full tray. I saw an old camping table in the corner of the attic. It was just the right height. I took it. I knocked on the door and went inside. My mother sat cross-legged on the floor; she already ate half of the slice of bread.

"Put that back mom, it was just a joke; you didn't think I let you starve here, did you? You wouldn't do that to me, at least I hope not, would you?"

I set down the table in front of the bed and a moment later the tray with her breakfast. I saw a happy expression on her face again.

"Oh how nice, Ferry; did you make all that yourself?"

"Yes, but dad has made the coffee. It's in the thermos. Enjoy your meal, and I will come back soon and then I have a small job for you."

I walked out of the room and went downstairs; Anne would be here any moment now. I had just finished filling up the dishwasher, and the bell was already ringing.

"It's Anne, dad I'll open it."

"Hi honey, and?"

"And what?" I asked.

"Is your mother already in the penal room?"

"Yes, I've just brought her breakfast."

"Hey Anne, they finished the swimming pool last Thursday, shall we give it a try later?"

"Yes, nice! First I'll give my mother some work, oh man, Anne, my mum's day in the penal room comes just in the right time for me!"

"Why?"

"I have to hand in 300 penal rules on Monday because I was chatting with Michiel during history lesson on Friday. I will let my mother do it," I chuckled.

"She never will."

"Yes, she must obey me today. Anne, you have to look," I took my phone and showed my mother. She was staring at the wall sitting naked on the bed, breakfast was finished.

Just keep looking; I'm going to bring her my penal rules. When I opened the door of the penal room and went inside with my penal work, I saw my mother sitting naked on the bed, shivering and with chattering teeth. I was shocked and dropped the notebook and the pen.

"What's the matter mom, don't you feel well? And why didn't you call me? I didn't see this on the camera. Shit I should have zoomed in."

"It-t-t It's, it's so cold Ferry."

"Oh sorry mom, that is not the intention, please get up." I took off my dressing gown and used it to dress my mum. Now the roles were reversed, I was naked and my mother was not. Now I felt how cold it was in here. I kept the dressing gown open at the front and pushed my warm naked body against my mother's cold body. I started to warm her back and buttocks.

The shivering stopped.

"Mom, I turn up the heating, twenty degrees is too cold when you're not being physically active and having no clothes to wear. Mom, you can keep that dressing gown on until its warm here."

I left the room and set the air conditioning to twenty-four degrees.

I went back inside and hugged my mother again, rubbing her bare back and buttocks vigorously. "I'm sorry mom, I haven't thought about this at all."

"Oh Ferry, how soft and warm you are, I really love it when you rub my back."

"Mom, I brought you some work, rule number five, chores for the person being in charge of you."

"I got penal work at school; it was because I was chatting all the time with Michiel during the history lesson."

I took the notebook and let my mother read the first line;

I, Ferry de Man, have to keep my attention on the lesson and not chat with my classmates.

"Mom, I want you to write that line three hundred times in total, you have to copy my handwriting as well as possible."

"Oh, you vice, and if I won't do it?"

"Good mom, then rule seven applies, then you have to stand for thirty minutes every night, in your Eva's suit, on the retainer device in a corner of the living room," I said triumphantly.

"You are such a naughty crook, but because you have been rubbing me warm so nicely I'll do it for you. This will be the only exception, as from today you have to do your penal work yourself."

"Thank you mom; I'll come and pick up the bathrobe again in half an hour, then it will certainly be nice and warm here."

Unexpected visitors.

I walked down the stairs being totally naked and entered the living room. My father had no problem with that, just when Anne was about to ask me what was wrong with my mother the doorbell rang.

"Ferry, I'll open the door because you're naked," Anne giggled; she stood up and opened the front door.

I heard a familiar voice in the hallway. Moments later, Truus entered the room, carrying a large white box.

"Oh my Gosh," she said when she saw me. She put the box down on the table, introduced herself neatly to my father and approached me. She hugged me and gave me two kisses on my cheeks.

"Hello boy, you are nude, are you being punished?"

"Hi, Truusje, no, not me. My mother is punished, and I did something stupid. I had not heated the punishment room properly. She was shivering, and she was chattering her teeth. Then I gave her my bath robe and rubbed her warm, hence that I have nothing on now. I have now put the air conditioning on twenty-four degrees I don't want her to feel cold, it's bad enough to be locked up all day.

"Do you also have such a penal room? And what did your mother do? Did your father lock her up for some reason?"

"My parents thought such a punishment room was a very good idea, my mother still had remorse for humiliating me by putting me naked on display in the garden. But I didn't impose this punishment on her, she wanted it herself. We have the rule that one must have experienced what such a detention feels like before one can impose that punishment on someone else. Until now, only Anne could punish me by locking me up in the penal room, and unfortunately after today my mother can too."

"Yes, Truus, my wife is just out of her mind, but yes, she persisted in wanting to test the penal room. Just imagine, Ferry my fourteen-year-old son is therefore in charge of her," grinned my father.

"But I can tell her whatever I like, she is very stubborn. Do you want coffee or tea or can I offer you something else?"

"Well a cup of coffee will do, I've baked an apple pie, would you like to taste it?"

"Oh, really? Ferry told us you can bake the best apple pies in the whole damn world."

"I don't need to ask you, Ferry, I guess you definitely want a piece of home brewed apple-pie wouldn't you?" Truusje asked.

"Yes Truus, I would love to have one, please."

"Sir, shall we go to the kitchen together?" Asked Truusje.

"Well, please, and you don't need to address me with sir, just call me Ricardo."

"The same for me, I'm just Truusje. First I want to pay my gratitude to Ferry. Come here boy," Truusje hugged me tightly and she almost squeezed the life out of me.

"Thank you for that very sweet letter, the flowers and the invitation. At first I hesitated but then I decided to visit you to get to know your father. But I have already made up my mind, I think he is a very friendly man, I will definitely come."

Truusje let me go and went into the kitchen with my father.

"Did you send Truus flowers?" Anne asked.

"Yes, she spoiled me so well. And I like her very much, if I wouldn't have had Marta as my godmother, I would really like to have Truusje being it."

"Yes, she's really is a sweetheart, isn't she, she always spoils me too when I'm locked up."

Dad and Truusje entered the room with a tray, there were five saucers containing large pieces of apple pie, but there were also coffee and tea for us.

"Ricardo, would it be okay if would bring a piece of apple pie to Liesbeth? I already know her because she regularly visits Mathilde and Walter."

"Well, Truusje, you need to ask Ferry. He's in charge of her punishment today," my dad smiled and gave me a wink.

"Of course you can, I'll show you where it is, come with me," I took Truus's hand and went to the second floor to the penal room. I entered without knocking. My mother was busy writing. She looked up surprised when she saw Truusje and me entering the room.

"Hello Liesbeth."

Mom stood up and went to Truusje. The room was nice and warm now. Truusje hugged my mother and gave her two kisses, one on each cheek.

"How incredibly nice of you that I was invited, Liesbeth. I've baked an apple pie last night and I brought you something."

"Oh, how delightful, thank you Truusje."

"Mom, it's hot here now, can I have my dressing gown back?"

My mother blushed and took off the dressing gown. She handed it to me, I immediately put it on. Truusje would see her naked at the garden party anyway, so she needed to get over it as soon as possible.

"Oh girl, you are blushing, there's no need for that," Truusje put her arms around my mother and gave her a hug.

"You don't have to be ashamed of me dear, you still look great. And maybe you didn't know, I was a nurse once. I've seen many naked people in my life."

There she was again, the sweet woman, the way I got to know her. Now she put my mother at ease. I really liked Truusje. She was a very compassioned person.

"What were you doing Liesbeth?"

"I had to do Ferry's penal work for school, that was my job for today. I have to write this down three hundred times." Mom showed Truusje the penal work the teacher had given me.

"Oh, Ferry you little vice! He's really smart, isn't he Liesbeth."

"Mom, you have a two-hour visit today. Who do you want to see?"

"May I also split it up, two people, one hour each?"

"Yes no problem."

"Truusje do you have some time for me?"

"Yes, I have nothing planned this morning, I don't have to be with Mathilde and Walter until two o'clock."

"When I finish Ferry's penal work, will you keep me company for an hour?"

"Yes of course, if you would like me to."

"Ferry, I'll call you when it's done, would that be okay?"

"Yes mom, enjoy the apple pie, do you have enough coffee?"

"Yes, there are still four cups left. If Truusje will come to visit me, I would like you to make some extra coffee for us please."

"That's okay mom. Truusje will you come with me, we will return to the living room."

I left my mother naked and alone in the penal room and walked down to the living room together with Truusje. We drank coffee and tea there and enjoyed the apple pie. My father and Truusje got along very well, which was no surprise at all, they were talking about their childhood times. Truus was also interested in my father's work. Well, if someone asked dad about his work, he never would stop talking.

"Dad, sorry to interrupt you, we wanted to go for a swim and also try the sauna."

"Yes, fine, the water is pretty cold though, the bath has only just been filled for a few days. Are you taking the radio with you? You need to keep an eye on your mother."

"Yes, dad, I will do so."

Anne started to take off her clothes, my dad suddenly stopped talking. "Oh wow! What a beauty I heard him say softly." I opened the sliding doors and both Anne and I walked naked into the garden, heading straight for the pool, I put the radio on the garden table. We both jumped into the water simultaneously. I made a few strokes and hoisted myself out of the pool. Anne did the same.

I saw my dad laugh behind the huge glass sliding doors; he bent over and slapped himself on his lap. He held his hand up, his thumb and forefinger one inch apart and pointed at me. I knew exactly what he meant.

I ran to the sauna and turned on the sauna heater; Meanwhile Anne removed the sail from the top of the Jacuzzi and went into the warm water, a moment later I sat next to her. We were only for half an hour in the Jacuzzi when I heard my mother calling through the two-way radio.

"Ferry, I have your penal work done. Would you like to ask Truusje if she wants to come and visit me?"

I climbed out of the Jacuzzi, dried myself off and went inside. I put on my Dressing gown and asked Truusje if she wanted to visit mum. Once being upstairs in the penal room I asked my mother to call me again if Truusje wanted to leave. I closed the door again and left the ladies behind; I went down the stairs and took off my dressing gown in the room.

"Was it cold, boy?"

"Yes dad it was so cold," I held my thumb and forefinger one inch apart.

"Well, luckily that's only temporary. Now it's back to normal again." He pointed to my limp penis, which was now an inch or three in length.

I went into the garden again and grabbed the radio. "Anne, come with me, the sauna is now eighty degrees, and the humidity is fifteen percent. My dad said that these values are okay."

Anne climbed out of the tub and went inside the barrel shaped sauna with me. I put the radio on the table outside, otherwise it would break down. If my mother would call me, a light would blink. I could see it well from the sauna.

"Holy macaroni! It feels like an oven in here," Anne said.

"Yes, just having some nice sex is not possible at this temperature. You just have to sit or lie quietly on one of these benches. After half an hour we will step outside and then we'll take a rain shower of icy cold water. And after cooling down we will immediately go back into the Jacuzzi. "

"Hey Ferry, where are those branches being used for?"

"With that, your sauna buddy must slap your body."

"Well thank you but no thanks, do you want it?"

"Yes, because I want to know how it feels like."

After half an hour the timer went off, we went out of the sauna and I stood under the rain shower, it was nothing more than a wooden bucket with cold water. I pulled the rope, and the contents of the bucket was hosing down on me.

Anne grabbed the bunch of branches and started beating me all over. She didn't slap me too hard though. It was a very strange feeling. In the meantime, the bucket of the rain shower automatically filled up again.

My body was fiery red; I saw fine red stripes from the branches. Anne went under the bucket and pulled the rope. I saw how she took a deep breath. Then she was in the tub even faster than me.

I sat down next to her, my whole body felt tingling.

"Wow! Do you feel that too?" I asked her.

"Yes it tingles like crazy, but it is a nice feeling."

My mother's voice sounded over the radio. "Ferry, the hour is done Truus has to go to Walter and Mathilde otherwise she will be late."

I climbed out, dried myself off and went upstairs, "Oh man, can I take a shower first, it's very warm in here," Truusje asked.

"Yes, but the temperature is now set to a bare body."

"It was fun Truus, thank you so much, I will see you soon." My mother got up and gave her a hug and a kiss on her cheek. Truus and I left the room again. I would make a lunch for my mum in a minute, and then a very long afternoon of solitary confinement awaited her.

To be continued.

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