Ferry's Adventures

Ferry's Adventures 27 and 28

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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 27)

Despite everything we still went to 'De Byvanck'.

Despite the bad start of this Saturday, Anne's mother still managed to take us to the Byvanck that day.

She had warned us that the weather was going to become bad in the afternoon, but the forecaster said it would only rain at the end of the afternoon. But stubborn as we were, we decided to take the risk anyway.

Anne and I wanted to go swimming in the lake; this was probably one of the last days that it would be possible. Riding on horseback was out of the question for me; my buttocks felt too painful for such a ride. Mathilde dropped us off at the edge of the forest and we got on our way to the lake. We had a nice swim; the water temperature was still very good. But around half past three the sky started to get dark and it softly started to rain.

"Shit! I think we should go back to the castle." Anne said.

"But then our clothes will be soaked by the time we will get there!"

"No, we will leave our clothes in the sports bag and just go as we are now, and when we are almost there we put on our clothes again, hopefully it will be dry by then."

It was at least a twenty minute walk. When we were halfway the drizzling rain turned into a down pour. Thank God it was not cold at all and there was no wind either. Anne and I both speeded up our pace. The silhouette of the castle became slightly visible through the grey shroud of rain.

"God, if we put on our clothes right here, they'll still get soaking wet, you know what, we will run across the bridge and get dressed under the bridge on the other side of the moat."

Anne and I started running really fast now; I immediately thought of Michiel, it would be super handy if we could keep up this speed for a long time. The water ran down my back and chest and it started to feel like the cleft of my butt was being treated with sand paper. It hurt right on the spot where this bastard had hit me with the belt.

"Shit! The gate is closed Anne, what now?"

"I know another way, but then we have to swim across the moat and climb through the window."

"But then our clothes will be wet," I said.

"I'll hide the bag under the drawbridge; we walk around the castle to the other side. There we go into the water; we climb through the window we will be in the corridor which leads to the torture room. Then we go up the stairs on the left and go to the stables. We will put on some jumpsuits and when it's dry we will pick up our clothes again, okay?"

"It seems like a good plan."

Meanwhile the rain intensified even more, it was raining so heavily that the whole world was blurred by a grey haze. We started to feel cold. Anne crawled under the bridge and put her sports bag with our clothes there. Then we ran around the castle being totally naked and dived into the moat again. In the past it would have been a very filthy thing to do, because there was no sewer, everything was then simply dumped in the moat. But that had all changed now; the water was crystal clear and very clean. And it felt so much warmer than the cold downpour on my bare body.

Anne swam in the direction of the window; it was slightly open. The water was much shallower here. It reached until my belly button. And Anne's breasts were just above the surface of the water. She looked like a water nymph, her black hair, in long wet strings, hung down over her shoulders. Some black strands even covered her milky white breasts. Her brown nipples were hard and protruded forward. I smiled.

"Why are you grinning Ferry?"

"Oh Anne, you look so beautiful, you look like a water nymph, your wet hair over your tits, it makes me feel so horny."

"I can see that. Your periscope is up; you do have some naughty thoughts, don't you? You are a naughty little angel."

"I'll hold my hands like this and then you climb on my shoulders, you open the window and get inside. You will take the stairs and go to the tower; you can take the rope ladder from the wall.

You come back right away and help me climbing in by use of the ladder, okay? Oh yes if you then walk back and you go straight in the opposite direction, you will pass the stables. There are jumpsuits in Bertus' loft, take two of them so we can get dressed."

I climbed on Anne's shoulders and went inside through the open window. It was very silent; the rain was all I could hear. I went up the stairs and instead of to the left I went to the right; I first had to get the rope ladder which hung inside the tower. Everything went well; I took the rope ladder from the wall and went back to the stairs. Now I went to the left in the direction of the stables. Shit! There were voices! And a moment later I saw three boys appear around the corner, they were carrying an expensive photo camera, and also a tripod and lamps. I estimated their age between seventeen and twenty years old. I turned and ran the other way. At first I didn't dare to climb the tower, I could go up the square or take the risk and still climb the tower! I made a very stupid mistake; I climbed up but did not get any higher than the first plateau. I wanted to turn around but my path had been blocked by these guys.

"Wow look at that, a naked burglar, hey Ger, look at his butt."

"Wow are you on the run or something?" Asked one of them.

I didn't answer his question.

"Well he does have a nice body," said the smallest of those guys.

"As a matter of fact, I do prefer girls, but tastes differ," said one of the other boys.

"We can use him for the photos in the torture room instead of you."

"Yes good idea, Ger, grab him."

The boys put down their equipment, two of them ran up the few last steps and each grabbed me under one of my armpits. They roughly pulled the rope ladder from my hands, and then they dragged me down the stairs where the other boy was still standing.

"Darn, the boy is soaking wet!"

"That's cool man. It will give a nice effect on the photos; it will look as if he is sweating. And his battered buttocks are also great."

And the main Character will be…

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"We can ask you the same. This is rather strange, you are completely naked and it looks like you have had your ass kicked. And you are soaking wet as well. You cannot deny that it's rather weird, can you?"

"I am Ferry de Man, and this castle is the property of my in-laws."

"Yes and I am the Pope," the largest of those boys replied.

"The Man you said, well I don't see pubic hair so I think your name should be the little boy."

"I need to go now; you have to let me go!"

"No, we won't, you are going to help us first, we are writing a story, it takes place in the time of Floris. We were allowed to use this location to make photos, so we could illustrate our story, we have the Baron's permission. And because there is a torture room here, we will go there now. We will take some photos of a boy being tortured, and guess what, you play the lead.

"Permission? I know nothing about it," I replied.

"You possibly can't know, because it's all lies what you're telling us. Your in-laws... dude, you're still a schoolboy! Then you can't have any in-laws at all."

I tried to pull away from their grip, but they were much stronger than me. They dragged me down the corridor and down the stairs. We passed the open window where I had climbed in.

"Let me go! I don't want to go to the torture room!" I shouted. I hoped that Anne would hear me, and then she could leave the water and get herself in safety by hiding under the bridge.

"Hold him tight," said the boy they called Ger.

Ger took a large handkerchief, made a gag out of it, and roughly pushed it into my mouth. He took off his jacket and shirt and then his undershirt. The latter was used to hold my gag in place. He tied it in my neck. Then he put on his shirt and jacket again.

"Well, it was just an old shirt; it will make him shut his bloody lying mouth."

The photo shoot.

All the time, Anne was on my mind; I hoped she'd heard me and that she didn't keep waiting for me in the water. They forcefully tied me to the Andreas cross; I stood on the footrests facing the wall.

"Yes that is nice, now his ass will contrast nicely. Mitch you put on the hangman's robe. I'm will look for a whip, Yes you need to play the hangman, Mitch, Peter is now out of play, he won't ever want to hurt the boy, "I heard Ger say.

Peter was the boy who told them that he liked my body. Don't hurt me? All of a sudden it dawned on me. They really wanted to scourge me with a whip and then take pictures!

I started jerking the ropes wildly, but they didn't give way. I turned my head and saw Mitch put on a black robe, a little further away on the other side of the room, Ger pulled a mean looking whip off the rack. Peter mounted the tripod on Ger's command and mounted the camera. The two powerful LED lamps were also mounted on the tripod.

Mitch was ready, and Ger handed him the whip, he stood behind his photo camera.

"Go easy on him, control yourself and don't injure him, if he has to see a doctor, we will be in trouble," Peter said.

"Stand here with the whip, and pretend you want to hit him,.

Ger put Mitch in the right place. The powerful LED lamps were switched on, and Ger made a test photo and looked at the result.

"No the shirt has to go, it is too modern and looks bad on the photo."

Peter came over to me and whispered in my ear that I had to promise not to start screaming, I nodded and he took the shirt and the plug from my mouth.

I had a horrible dry mouth; the handkerchief had absorbed all the saliva.

"Don't worry boy; I'll make sure they won't hurt you to much," Peter whispered softly into my ear.

"Is this better Ger?" Peter called.

"Yes, that's much better," Ger said.

Ger started to take pictures of me.

"Come on, Mitch, don't try to cause too many deep wounds, otherwise he will bleed too much. I just need some red stripes."

"Blood? You're crazy," I heard Peter say.

"Okay I'll try," said Mitch.

Woesh wap! It seemed as if a glowing hot piece of iron had been pressed against the skin of my back.

"Ouch that hurts man!"

"Come on, don't be a wimp!" Mitch shouted.

"It's good; I see a nice red line. Yes perfect, I will do another ten, I will try capturing the moment when the whip strikes his back."

Mitch started beating me with the whip, I was screaming. It hurt terribly, the camera buzzed and took several photos per second.

"Stop you idiot, you will cause injuries," Peter had grabbed Mitch's Arm and stopped him from hitting me again.

"Just a couple more strikes, and Peter, a tiny bit of blood will do him no harm, it won't kill him," Ger replied.

My guardian angel.

Mitch started whipping me again, I screamed. At this moment the heavy door of the torture room flew open.

"What the fuck! Have you completely lost your mind?"

Anne stood with her hands on her side in the doorway, but not for long, she threw her sports bag on the floor, she rushed inside. After a few well-aimed karate kicks, Mitch was knocked down on the floor. Ger wanted to stop her, but his attempts were futile. Anne had him in a strong strangulating hold. Peter, the smallest of the three, had run away and was hiding anxiously in a corner, he watched it all happen.

"Tell me Ger, why are you abusing my boyfriend!"

Ger had no opportunity to say anything, he mumbled something unintelligible, his muscles started to weaken, his body went limp and he lost consciousness. Anne put him down and came to me. She looked at me first and then she untied me, releasing me from the cross.

"You there, yes, you… Hiding in the corner, come here and give me a hand," Anne pointed at Peter.

"Oh thank God, they're just red swollen stripes; he didn't break your skin."

"Are you okay Ferry?" I nodded.

"I heard you shouting in the hallway and immediately went to the bridge; they'd opened the gate again, I got dressed and came over here as quickly as I could."

"Come give me a hand with this. We'll put Ger on the rack; I've always wanted to do that. Now I have a very good excuse for frightening the shit out of him."

"What do you mean, do you know him?"

"Yes, it's my second cousin, I don't like him, it's an arrogant son of a bitch, I don't know the other two."

"I think they are his friends, the one in the hangman's outfit is called Mitch.

"I'm Peter I'm sorry I didn't want to take part in this, are you okay, Ferry," Peter introduced himself and immediately asked how I was doing.

"Those two are definitely not my friends, they've just blackmailed me, I had to help with the photos. If we hadn't met Ferry, I would be the one being naked and tied to that cross."

Anne looked at me questioningly; as if she would ask, about what to do with him.

"He's not a bad boy. He kept that dirt bag from shredding my back. Thank God about that I think he probably would have turned my back into a hamburger. They needed pictures like this for some kind of writing. That cousin of yours wanted to see me bleeding, what a sadistic cousin you have."

"Yes, I know. Now I'm going to scare him a bit, we'll first tie down Mitch, he'll be next."

"I also want to take karate lessons too; wow you really can kick some ass!"

"Yes, sometimes that comes out very handy."

The two of us lifted Ger onto the rack; Anne started to take off his clothes. First his jacket and his shirt, and then she loosened his belt, while I loosened the laces of his sneakers and took them off. Anne took off his pants with a firm jerk, his underpants went down next, Ger was lying naked on the rack.

"Ferry, have a look if he has anything of value in the pockets of his pants."

"Car keys, a telephone, cigarettes and a lighter. What are you up to, Anne?"

"I'm going to hurt him a little and frighten him a lot. He will be sorry for what he did to you. Put his clothes in the niche there. Come help tying him on the rack."

Anne and I put his feet in the block of the rack. We tied his wrists tightly with the ropes of the rack mechanism. Anne turned the wheel; Ger's body was slightly stretched, but not enough to let it dislocate his limbs. She tore up his shirt.

"Ferry, look and see if you can set fire to the logs that are piled up there in that fire basket under the fireplace."

I used some pieces of the shirt that had been used for my mouth gag. Then I grabbed some straw from the rat cage, lit it all up. The fire in the hive flared up. The chimney worked well, there was absolutely no smoke in the torture chamber itself.

"Come Peter; you are not allowed to see this, I will lock you up in one of our prison cells, we will talk to you later," Anne led Peter away to one of the cells. As she walked into the corridor with him, she turned her head and said;

"Ferry, behind the door is the sports bag. You can put on your clothes if you like."

"Good reminding me. I didn't even realize that I wasn't wearing anything."

I quickly put on my clothes, Anne returned after she had locked up Peter.

"Come, help me with this miscreant, I will really take care of him later."

We dragged the unconscious Mitch to another cell and locked him up. Anne told me what she was up to.

"Ferry, could you get me some ice cubes, you will find them upstairs in Bertus' fridge, we also need a roll of toilet paper."

I went upstairs, Bertus was busy in the stables so I didn't need to ask his permission. I gathered the things Anne had asked for. When I got back to the torture room, I saw Ger regaining his consciousness. The fire in the hive burned well, the whole room was already starting to heat up. The rack was strategically placed. This allowed the victim to see the irons that lay in the fire basket. Ger suddenly noticed that he was naked and being stretched out on the rack.

"Anne, untie me and hand me my clothes right now!"

"No, I'm going to let you feel what pain is, you idiot, hitting my boyfriend with a whip, how could you!"

"Look, this is what I do with your clothes," Anne took the pile and threw it into the fire. Ger saw how the fire consumed his clothes. He started to rage and growl. Anne put a gag in Ger's mouth and fixed it by putting a piece of shirt around his head, she also covered his eyes. Ger's world went pitch black.

"Have you seen those irons in that fire? I'm going to brand you."

"No Anne, please I am so sorry, I didn't know the boy was your boyfriend."

"No?"

"Didn't he tell you?"

"Yes, but I thought he was lying, he said your parents were his in-laws, please don't hurt me."

"Do you know about the beauty of a third-degree burn? Once your skin has evaporated, you won't feel pain anymore. But I won't keep the irons on your skin that long, I will only touch you for a very short time, so it will hurt very much and will heal again. Just like the stripes on my friend's back."

I entered the room carrying the ice and the toilet roll, Anne used the toilet paper to wrap the ice cubes. It would be much easier to hold them and the melt water would be absorbed by the paper. Ger would not feel that it was just ice. Anne would touch him with the ice, and at that very moment I would have to put such a red hot iron into a wet wad of toilet paper, it would start to sizzle enormously.

Ger raised his head, but he saw nothing. Anne grabbed a glowing iron, and she hit it softly against the cast-iron basket.

"Here comes, I am your torturer and your worse nightmare Ger!"

"God, I've always wanted to do this."

"No Anne please!" Ger started sobbing and begging. Anne handed me the red hot iron, she grabbed an ice cube, wrapped it with toilet paper and pressed it onto Ger's right nipple. There was a hissing sound when I touched the ice. Ger screamed. Anne repeated the procedure for the other nipple, and then she held the ice on Ger's penis. He screamed like a suckling pig. He started to sweat all over and shivered all over his body. Anne took his blindfold off and with a huge grin on her face she showed him the ice.

So, and now I'm going to get that friend of yours and let him feel the whip. Ger gasped, he said nothing, he was dumb folded. He couldn't go either way.

Mitch's torture.

We went to the cell where we had locked up Mitch. Anne opened the door; Mitch had regain consciousness and was staring in front of him being completely dazed.

"Mitch as you may have found out, I am a trained martial art girl, so any resistance will be futile. I will untie you, and then you will take off all your clothes. You will hand your clothes to Ferry here."

"But I me..." Anne interrupted him.

"Hurry up, or things will be worse for you."

Hesitantly, Mitch started to take off his clothes. He stopped when he was down to just wearing nothing but his panties. He handed me his clothes.

"Lose your panties too; I want you completely naked, hurry up or do I need to give you a hand," Anne got angry. Reluctantly Mitch took off his panties and handed it to me. He was completely shaved, and his penis was much smaller than mine. He had a so-called micro penis, I had read about it on the Internet.

"Come with me," Anne grabbed him by the arm.

"You do have a nice little dicky, but despite that, I'm going to let you feel what my friend had just felt."

Mitch suddenly pulled himself loose and started running. He ran up the stairs. He suddenly realized that he had two choices. To try an escape while being totally nude, or just face the ordeal and go back and be tortured. He realized that the latter was the best. He was naked and had no transportation.

He turned around and sighed, Mitch reluctantly went down again. Anne slapped him in the face. Tears filled his eyes. She grabbed him by the ear and twisted it around. She dragged him back to the torture room. There he saw his friend who was lying naked on the rack, and he was sobbing.

"Isn't such a castle handy? Go ahead, step on the cross with your back facing in our direction."

"Please don't hurt me. I haven't injured your friend; he didn't bleed, did he? Please. I just wanted to make some red marks. For the photos"

Anne and I tied him up. He stood shaking on his legs.

"Ferry check if he has things of value in his pockets, then you can throw his clothes in the fire."

"NO! Please don't," Mitch implored.

I took his keys and wallet out of his pants, he had a smart phone in his pocket, and I took it out. I put it in the niche with Ger's things. Then I threw the clothes into the fire. Mitch just saw his clothes being consumed by the flames.

"The choice is yours, Mitch; I'll call the police and get you arrested here. Or I'll let you feel what you did to my friend. And believe me, I'm quite a ruthless girl." Anne grabbed the whip and let it blast into the air.

"Oh yes, and I have proof, it's all on that beautiful camera of your buddy. Ferry, would you please take the SD card out, we take that with us."

"No not the police," sighs!

"I accept the flogging, but please do not injure me. I also was careful with your friend. Am I right, Ferry? Please," Mitch began to sob.

"Oh, don't be such a coward; you've hit my friend with the whip as well."

Whoesj! The whip hit the air again; I saw a shock going through Mitch's body. Anne knew very well how to scare him.

"Did you know that this whip can cut right through a can of soda? It really is a very dangerous thing." Mitch began to sob.

Whoesj! It sounded again. This time Mitch wasn't shocked. Anne took a few steps back. Step aside Ferry.

"No, don't do it, Anne, otherwise you'll be just as bad as he is, you can also give him a spanking instead, he is not a member of your family anyway." To my surprise, I saw a very relieved look on Anne's face. Later she told me that she really didn't want to do it. She was afraid that I would find her cruel; a fiery big red ass would be good and a lot safer too.

"Well Mitch you can thank my boyfriend, you will go over my knee; your buttocks will soon look just like those of Ferry."

We loosened him; Anne sat down on a stool and motioned Mitch that he should go over her knee.

Mitch willingly lied himself down over her lap.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The blows on his buttocks echoed in the room. The hard stone walls reflected the sound perfectly. It was making the effect even more dramatic.

Mitch was apparently very petty; he immediately started begging and it didn't took long before he started to cry.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

I saw how his buttocks quickly changed color, Anne was able to hit very hard. Mitch screamed after every smack.

"Ferry, can you hand me that leather flogger, yes the one with the 'devil tongue's sign.

Mitch had to take the wheelbarrow position, just like the dentist had done to me. I had told her all the details about being spanked using this posture. With the devil's tongue, she treated Mitch's buttocks, perineum and anus. He was a blubbering mess of misery, he didn't even beg. Anne stopped...

Normally she would give her spankee a comforting hug, but that didn't happen. Instead, she got up, pushing Mitch from her lap.

"It is such a pity that you are family, otherwise you would have been next," Anne said to Ger. She went to the niche and gave Ger all the things that were his, and because his clothes were already burned it was not much.

"And now beat it before I call the police." Mitch grabbed the camera on the tripod, collapsed the tripod only halfway and joined Ger on their way to the car. They cowardly crept across the courtyard and jumped into the car which partly concealed their total lack of clothing. They all did it as fast as they could, then they drove out of the gate.

"Anne, we still have Peter being locked up."

"Shit! Yes, that's right, I had completely forgotten."

We walked over to his cell. Peter was sitting on the stone pedestal which would be used as a bed.

"The other two boys have been punished and they are now totally naked on their way home, there they will have some things to explain," Anne said.

"You come with us, I'll call my mother, and then it's your honor to tell her your version of the story."

"But how do I get home? The other two are now gone by car."

"Don't worry, Peter, we'll sort that out later," Anne said.

Once upstairs, Anne called her mother, she briefly told her what had happened. Mathilde would pick up the three of us. Three quarters of an hour later we were at home at Anne's estate together with Mathilde and Walter. First Mathilde wanted to have a look at me in her examination room. And after she treated my back with a healing ointment, we went back into the living room. She started questioning Peter. He was a very timid boy. We also realized that he was simply forced in joining the other boys. I felt a bit sorry for him. I told Mathilde that Peter had managed to put some sense in their heads; my back would now look like a hamburger if he hadn't.

Peter was deeply impressed by Anne's karate performance. Anne proudly told him that she already had a black belt, recently she had also achieved the first DAN. Moments later Mathilde got a phone call; it was Ger's mother, she naturally wanted to know why Ger had come home naked. Mathilde suggested that both she and her son would come to her house. Peter would get a ride home by Walter.

"Ferry, can you be here at nine o'clock in the evening?" Mathilde asked.

"Yes, that's no problem."

Mathilde agreed with Ger and his mother that they would have a talk at nine o'clock this evening.

The talk with Ger and his mother.

That evening we sat at the large dinner table at Anne's house. The doorbell rang; Anne opened the door, because Truus had the evening off. Ger's mother introduced herself and after I took her coat and hung it up neatly, I led both of them to the living room. I saw Anne looking at Ger, she smiled, I think she still had fun when thinking of her trick with the ice cubes.

"And Ger, how do your nipples and your peter feel, I haven't burned them too bad, have I?"

"Annette stop it!" Her mother called disapprovingly. I saw that Ger was blushing, but also the surprised look on Ger's mothers face, she looked at him questioningly.

"Burned? What does she mean Ger? Come on, tell me! And don't you dare lying to me!"

Ger told his mother what Anne had done to him.

"Ferry, would you like to tell me what my boy and his friends have done to you?"

"Yes, I can show you as well."

I had brought my laptop which was provided with a card reader, so I could show her the pictures. That was the first thing I did, then I told her how they had caught me when I went to get the rope ladder for Anne. And of course what they did to me in the torture room.

Ger's mother was shocked.

"Ger, how could you! I didn't raise you to be a sadistic brat. Don't you have a tiny little bit of empathy at all? And what the hell have you done with the boy's buttocks?"

"Oh ma'am, they didn't do that. I was beaten earlier this morning, but that person is now in the hospital."

"Wow Anne, did you do that?" Before Anne could say anything, I already gave her the answer.

"No, ma'am, a man did that to me, the fellow has fallen down the stairs at our place, he was drunk, it is a whole story, but I don't want to talk about it, it has nothing to do with what had happened to me in the castle. My mother had already reported physical and sexual abuse."

"Mom we ran into him and now we didn't have to use Peter for our illustrations, and those black and blue buttocks came out well for the picture. Yes, Mitch hit him with the whip, I told him it wasn't needed. But he liked it and wanted to do it at all costs."

"You are a liar Ger; you wanted to see blood and even encouraged him! You are a bloody sadist!"

SMACK! SMACK!

Ger got two slaps against his cheeks.

"I do believe that boy, and you apologize to him now!"

"But Mom I didn't do anything to him, right?"

SMACK!

Ger got another slap.

Mathilde intervened and said that she did not tolerate this type of punishment in her house. Ger was still considered part of the family.

She took Ger's mother down the hall; I just heard that they were going up the stairs. Moments later they both returned. Ger's mother looked very pleased.

"Ger, how did you like that my daughter had stripped you and having to go home naked?" Mathilde asked.

Ger looked down at the floor and was silent. He was blushing again. His cheeks even got a darker color of red now.

"Ferry, would you please be so kind to get the retainer unit and the accessories from the penal room? Anne, would you please get a condom and also prepare the enema? And uh just make a mixture of one in ten parts."

Oh yes, and don't forget to cut the top off the condom, otherwise he won't feel it.

"With pleasure, mom," we both said at the same time.

Anne and I went up the stairs both grinning. We already knew exactly what would happen next.

To be continued.

Ferry's adventures.

(part 28)

Ger gets his well-earned punishment.

Moments later, Anne and I descended the stairs together. I was carrying the retainer device; both Anne and I had done all the preparatory work.

The Dildo was still upstairs in the bathroom. Anne had already filled it with the capsaicin mixture, and then she had provided it with a condom. She would cut the tip as soon as the dildo was mounted on the retainer. I knew exactly where Mathilde would like me to put the retainer device. After we entered, I installed it neatly in the corner.

"What the hell is that?" Ger asked.

"You will find out in a minute," his mother replied.

"Why are there prints of two bare footsteps on the plateau?"

"Well, when being in your Adam's costume, you won't ware any shoes, would you?"

"Adam's costume? In your dreams mom! I refuse to do that."

"Well, it's quite simple if you don't want Ferry to go to the police and file a complaint against you and your friend Ger, you need to do as you are told and undress completely, right now!"

"Come on mom; you can't possibly mean that, you'll all see me naked!"

"Yes, of course that is part of your punishment and do you really think that we don't know how a naughty naked boy looks like? Strip Ger, now! Pronto!"

Ger did not move a muscle.

"Ger, do you really think I would have let you get away with just putting some ice cubes on your tits and penis? You will do as you been told, if not I will force you to do so. And you know that I can do that!" Anne said.

Everyone looked at Ger. He sighed and reluctantly started loosening the buttons on his shirt. One moment later he was standing in front of us wearing nothing else than his bikini pants.

"Hurry up loose your briefs, and fold your clothes neatly. When you're done, you will hand everything to me and follow Anne and Ferry to the bathroom. Pronto! I won't say it twice, off with those underpants, now!"

Ger sighed again and hooked his thumbs behind the elastic waistband of his panties. He pushed it down with a jerk, and at the same time he quickly covered his penis.

"Keep your hands away from your cock and stop playing with yourself!" Mathilde said irritably.

Mathilde was interested in Ger's adolescent body, he had grown into a real man, she thought.

Ger hesitantly put his hands aside, he blushed profoundly, and then he stooped and handed his mother his last item of clothing.

"All right, come along with us, Ger," Anne said now in a more friendly tone, she knew very well what awaited him now, she smiled, in her mind she already saw him standing with this big dildo buried deep into his ass. I opened the door of the living room, and Anne pushed Ger through the open door into the corridor.

SWAT!

She hit him hard on one of his buttocks, Ger jumped. I saw a red handprint slowly appearing on the milky white skin of his right buttock. Anne looked back, pointing at the handprint on his bare butt and grinned at me. In the bathroom the enema bag had been already filled and hung on the stand next to the toilet.

"You are going to clean out your bowels first. You will push that cannula into your poop hole, and then take place on the toilet, I will pump up the balloon and then turn on the tap. You will hold the contents for ten minutes and then you can discharge it, comprendo?"

Anne and I sat on the edge of the tub, waiting, enjoying the grim look on Ger's face.

"Oh, Ah, I'm getting cramps!"

"It will pass in five minutes," Anne said.

"Ferry, I'm sorry that I've encouraged Mitch to hit you," Ger said without any emotion.

"I don't believe a word of what you are saying Ger, you are only afraid that I will file a complaint against you."

Ger went silent again...

Anne got up and deflated the balloon that closed off Ger's anus. Ger took it out and discharged the contents of his bowels into the toilet. He felt completely relieved.

"So now we do it a few more times, just until only clean water comes out."

Reluctantly, Ger underwent the same procedure three more times and then he was fully clean inside.

Anne took the dildo from the bathroom furniture drawer.

"What do you think Ger, would you be able to take this in your behind, and would it be possible to insert it all the way?"

"What? Are you crazy? My name is not Peter!"

"You just need to accept your punishment, otherwise Ferry will report you, and he really does, I swear."

Ger lowered his head in defeat and went down to the living room with us. Anne handed me the dildo, and I mounted it on the retainer device. Anne took the scissors and removed the tip of the condom.

"Ferry it's your honor to execute his punishment," Mathilde said.

I took Ger by the hand and let him stand over the retainer device in the corner.

"You need to put your feet neatly on the footprints," I said.

I pushed the pole with the dildo up.

"Spread your buttocks a bit, will you."

Ger grabbed his buttocks and pulled them apart, I pushed the tip of the dildo against Ger's anal orifice.

"Ouch! What is that?"

"You know what it is, it's an artificial penis. Just relax, pretend to poop," I replied.

I pushed the cock with a firm punch all the way in, right up to the plastic scrotum.

CLICK, the post was locked and I clicked the padlock shut.

Ger started screaming.

"Ouch argh! It's so damned bloody hot!"

"It's capsaicin, the more you move, the more your ass will be set on fire."

"Mama! Help me!" Ger suddenly saw that his mother was no longer there.

"Where is she? How long do I have to stand here?" Mathilde answered his questions;

"Your mother is putting your clothes in the car right now, you won't need them for some time. You will stay here until tomorrow evening. We have a very nice penal room for you. And as for your corner time, that is at least half an hour. You will soon find out that it's incredibly tough."

Ger's mother entered the room again.

"I'll stay until you're in the penal room, I'll pick you up for dinner tomorrow evening, and hopefully you'll learn your lesson. Oh yes, you'll get that thirty minutes of sheer pleasure on that thing as a punishment from me, Ferry decides how long you'll stay on after you've done half an hour. Maybe a sincere excuse could help you."

Ger was silent, he realized that there was nothing he could do, his mother was always adamant when it came to punishment. Ger tried to take a different position. It was immediately punished with a fresh dose of capsaicin from the dildo's pee gap.

"Ouch! Ai ow!" he got tears in his eyes. His ass was on fire, it burned like hell.

Ger had been impaled on the retainer for fifteen minutes now.

"Ferry, I'm really sorry, I don't know how to make it up. Will you please release me, it burns so horribly."

"Tell me Ger what do you regret and why?" I answered."

"That I've encouraged Mitch to hit you a little harder with that whip."

"That's not enough Ger."

Ger was already a bit used to the warm glow in his rear, it was a horny feeling, as long as no new load of capsaicin would emerge from the pee slit.

Ger was startled when he noticed the start of an erection, he tightened the sphincter of his anus and got punished for it immediately.

"Ouch! Ai ow! Ow man I cannot bear it anymore, it burns like hell!"

Ger started to tilt his pelvis and tried to get off. More and more capsaicin was released! Ger moaned and tightened his jaws. He couldn't hold up his tears anymore. The tears ran down his face, and his dick went limp again.

I started to feel a little sorry for him. "You should move as little as possible Ger."

"He's almost twenty years old, if he would be younger I would have bought something like that myself," said Ger's mother.

"Ferry, please, I have already said that I am sorry, and I am also sorry for blackmailing Peter. I will send him an email, and to prove that I would, I will put you on the CC. Please, Ferry, will you release me please?"

"All right, I have empathy, I will only add five more minutes to the thirty minutes that you've got from your mum. I will not give you any extra time, after this you can rinse and shower, and believe me, rinsing is something you really want."

"Yes Ger I will go with you when the time comes, then Aunt Mathilde will tell you the rules for the penal room and I will go home."

"Mom, I can take a shower myself!"

"I know that, but I want to watch you clean yourself. And something else needs to be done too, before you will be locked up."

"Oh, Ferry I can't stand it anymore! Can I please get off?"

"Okay your time is up now; I'm going to release you."

I went to the retainer, removed the lock and lowered the bar. Ger naturally went down on his knees.

"Stand straight up and relax," I ordered him.

"Ouch ouch ouch ouch! Ow!" Quite a considerable amount of capsaicin emerged from the pee-hole of the dildo, I knew this by experience, the receding penis then created a vacuum. As a result, a considerable amount of the mixture entered its rear.

Ger rushed out of the room and ran up the stairs straight to the bathroom. His mother got up and went with him.

Fifteen minutes later, she and Ger returned to the living room, his large black bush of pubic hair was gone. His mother had completely shaved him. I asked her because he had mockingly called me "de Jong," simply because I was void of body hair.

"Well Ger, now you're a de Jong too," I joked.

Mathilde handed Ger a paper with the rules for the penal room, the so-called 'ten commandments.'

Ger almost got into tears after he had read it all. Anne, me and Ger's mother went upstairs. Anne explained to Ger about the two buttons and made him aware of the camera. His mother and I said goodbye to him. I still wished him strength with his stay.

Sunday afternoon at Anne's house.

My mother was very shocked when she heard about my adventure in the torture room with Ger, Mitch and Peter.

Mathilde had given me another tube of ointment. My mother applied a little bit on the red welts this morning, but luckily they already started fading away. I had arranged to meet Anne at her home this afternoon. And around one o'clock I was at her door. Truusje had let me in and spontaneously gave me a hug, she had heard what Ger and his friend had done to me. And now Mathilde had put her in charge of Ger's punishment.

"How are your back and your buttocks doing Ferry? Mathilde told me what happened to you yesterday."

"Oh I'm fine thank you, I still feel my buttocks a bit but the red welts on my back are almost gone."

"Come in quickly, it will start raining any minute now, but tonight it would be dry again."

"We now have a roof over the Jacuzzi, so we won't be bothered by the rain tonight." I went into the living room together with Truus and greeted Mathilde and Walter.

"Is Anne not here?" I asked completely surprised.

"Yes, she's in the bath, you can go there and join her if you like."

I went up the stairs and entered the bathroom. Anne lay in the bath with her eyes closed, I saw her slowly sinking underwater. Just before her beautiful black hair disappeared completely under the foam, I quickly grabbed her under her armpits and pulled her right back into a sitting position. Anne woke up by my action and started to cough.

"God, Anne, you fell asleep in the tub, that's really dangerous!"

"Oh, hello little angel ... Yes thank you, Oh my, you've just saved me! I was so tired and the water is so wonderfully warm. Say Ferry, would you like to go in the tub with me?"

Of course she didn't have to ask me twice. I immediately started taking off my clothes and went in the tub with her.

"So now I can keep an eye on you and make sure you don't fall asleep again."

I lay down against Anne's soft naked body. I heard someone walking up the stairs; the door was still ajar. I saw Truusje walking by, a moment later she returned with a bare ass-naked boy called Ger. He stopped for a moment when he looked through the open door.

"Hurry up boy; you had to go to the bathroom, right?" I heard Truus say.

"Yes sorry Truus, hi Ferry." Ger raised his hand and continued his way to the guest bathroom.

Some minutes later I saw him come by again and look inside, Truus accompanied him in order to lock him up again.

On her way back, after she had locked up Ger, Truus stopped right in front of the doorway.

"Treat him nicely Anne. Would you two young ones like a piece of my home baked apple pie? I've baked two of them I'll take one with me tonight."

"Oh yeah, that would be great Truusje. I'm looking forward to that," I replied.

"If you come down after your bath, there will be a nice piece waiting for you."

Anne was fiddling with my nipples using one of her hands; the other was busy with my periscope. The water was quite deep, and the soap was hiding my crotch area. My penis got really hard now; I closed my eyes and enjoyed Anne's smooth fingers on my dick and nipples.

"Oh Anne, how delightful," I whispered.

After I had my orgasm, I felt completely relaxed; I could easily fall asleep against Anne's soft and warm breasts.

"Come on sweetie, let's get out and go for our apple pie," Anne said.

We showered and went downstairs. Truusje sat at the large table together with Mathilde and Walter; there were cakes and drinks waiting for us.

"Say Truus, is Ger behaving or is he giving you a hard time?" I asked.

"No, he is as tame as a lamb; I have had quite different experiences with him."

"The thirty-five minutes on the retainer device helped a lot in changing his attitude."

"And I was very pleased to see that his mother had shaved him completely, that definitely served him right," I added.

"Yes, he absolutely did not want that to happen; now he will have to explain to his football buddies why he is void of body hair. I did feel a bit sorry for the poor boy, but I do think, it's his own fault. He must keep his hands of Ferry I was very strict about sticking to the Ten Commandments," Truusje said.

Sunday evening, the garden party.

Anne had walked with me when I went home with me that evening and she had dinner with us. An hour later Marta arrived, followed by Walter, Mathilde and Truusje. We got lucky with the weather. My father had already completely rolled up the cover of the swimming pool, he had also switched on the underwater lighting, it all looked very pretty.

My mother and Mathilde were talking about the incident with the dentist, my father suggested going into the Jacuzzi. Next to the tub a serving trolley with drinks and snacks had been put ready for us. Anne and I were the first ones who would go and sit in the tub. We undressed completely, I saw Truusje looking at my back and buttocks.

"Oh, poor boy, does it still hurt, Ferry?"

"No, it's not too bad, it now looks worse than it is."

Marta had joined my mother and Mathilde; I heard them talking about the penal room and the dentist. Anne and I went naked into the garden, and after we had rinsed under the garden shower we sat down in the Jacuzzi.

We looked at the house and saw everybody entering the garden. Mathilde was wearing a bikini and Walter had put on his swimming trunks. Truusje was chatting with Marta, both were just like Anne and me, they too were completely naked. My mum was also wearing her swimsuit, but not my father. He was in Adam's costume, after rinsing they, one by one, joined us in the Jacuzzi. The water was wonderfully warm. Soon the conversation was about the penal room again. Mathilde liked our innovations very much.

"Such a radio is very handy, we will also introduce that as well."

"You know, Mathilde, we have also provided the room with a magnetic lock. That opens automatically as soon as the fire alarm goes off. Then Ferry has several options for escaping. It can only be opened with a key, even if the power fails, in that case the battery of the security system takes over the activation of the lock."

"Wow that is what I would call a penal room two point zero. I would like to see all of it later."

"No problem."

The Visitor.

Anne and I decided to go swimming, the rest of the group stayed in the tub for a while. The wine flowed lavishly. After we had been swimming for half an hour in the swimming pool, we decided to go into the sauna. I climbed on to the edge of the pool. All of a sudden the doorbell rang.

"Ferry, would you please answer the door for a moment. And then immediately take two bottles of red wine with you on your return," my mother stammered with a double tongue.

"I think your mother is drunk," Anne whispered.

"Thank God she is not my dentist," I chuckled.

I went into the room and quickly put on my dressing gown, which I had already laid on a chair, because I knew that my mother would ask me to answer the door in the event of someone visiting us. To my surprise I saw that Nicole was at our door, after she greeted me, she started to tell a whole story about her uncle, the dentist!

"Ferry, may I come in?"

"Well we are having a garden party, now it's not the right moment, maybe you can come by later."

"Ferry!" I heard my mother call.

"Wha, wha what is taking you so long, the wine is finished, and you shouldn't let that girl standing in front of our door! For Christ sake, please come on in. And Ferry I'll grab the wine myself. And uh girl we have a party and some of my guests are naked, you know? Naked, so they don't have clothes on at all, shall I say, I hope you don't mind, do you?"

"No ma'am, not at all," Nicole replied.

"But Mom, you can't determine that, you have to ask our guests first!"

"Oh, yes, you are totally right Ferry, wait a moment youngster, just sit down in the living room for a moment, I'll just ask them." My mother walked into the garden and went straight to the Jacuzzi. I saw Mathilde watching, I saw them talking but could not hear what they were saying, then she nodded.

My mother returned, "Listen girl, Nicole is your name, isn't it? Yes, my guests agree, but there is only one condition..."

"What condition, ma'am?"

"You will join us in the Jacuzzi."

"But ma'am, I don't have a bikini under my clothing."

"Well that does not matter, we are all naked anyway, that also feels much better."

"But why are you wearing a bikini right now?"

"I will take it off before I'll go into the Jacuzzi. But tell me, what is the reason for your visit?"

"I just wanted to talk about my uncle, dentist van Muilbeek."

"Oh interesting, okay girl you are welcome to talk about him, just strip off your clothes and join us."

My mother went to the Jacuzzi again. I saw her taking everything off before she got into the tub. Nicole, unabashedly, took off all her clothes too. She folded them neatly and laid them on the sofa.

"Oh my Gosh! Sorry for gazing at you, Nicole I completely forgot how beautiful you are."

Nicole just smiled. She went into the Jacuzzi with me. She introduced herself nicely. She immediately had the attention of my father and Walter; I noticed because they stopped talking and they both looked. They studied her beautiful body carefully.

Anne now emerged from the pool and walked over to us.

"Oh hi Nicole, Ferry and I would like to go into the sauna, will you join us?"

"Well first I would like to know how my uncle ended up in the hospital, and of course the reason for his visit at your place."

"Oh so your uncle is also Ferry's dentist?"

"Yes he is, but he is also my sugar daddy, I am curious what he has done wrong."

"Well come to the sauna with us, and we'll tell you everything what had happened."

"No, I want to hear it from your parents first, you both can go and I'll come soon and then I want to hear Ferry's version of the story."

"So girl, your uncle the dentist is your sugar daddy too? Would you like to tell me about it?" Walter asked.

Nicole started to tell, Anne and I went into the sauna.

After ten minutes the door opened and Nicole entered.

"Good grace, this feels like an oven!"

"Yes, it's supposed to be hot in here, but after you've had your sauna you can cool down by taking an ice cold shower out there."

I had to tell Nicole all about my dental treatment, I also told her that I had pushed him and that he would not file a complaint against me. But only if I would be punished under his conditions.

I told her about my stay in our penal room and about the terrible spanking. Nicole was completely flabbergasted.

"Well I'll be damned, I knew he is an alcoholic, but I did not expect this sadistic behavior. He is always very kind to me."

"Well, I can't imagine that," I answered.

"Well, he regularly gave me some cash; I have already made a considerable amount of money. You know he hates boys, but he loves young girls like me, and he knows exactly what a girl like me wants..."

"Oh! Nicole! You didn't have sex with him, did you?"

Nicole paused and looked at the floor of the sauna. She didn't want to answer, but we knew enough. After half an hour we left the sauna, the bundle of branches remained unused this time, but we went under the shower one by one. Nicole screamed when she got a bucket full of ice cold water over her.

Anne immediately went into the Jacuzzi.

"Ferry, will you show me the penal room?"

"Yes, okay," I went to the Jacuzzi and told Anne that I would show Nicole our penal room. Nicole and I wrapped the large bath towel, with which we had dried ourselves, around our waist.

In the penal room.

We went up the stairs to the second floor. I turned on the light in the penal room, opened the door and pushed the wedge underneath. I started to explain how it all worked. I pressed the lock button for the shackles.

BENG!

"Gosh Ferry, those are the shackles you told me about. I almost dare not to ask you but may I tie you down on the bed with that?"

"Well, preferably not Nicole, because then I will be completely helpless."

"But Ferry, you can trust me, I did behave at Charly's party, I haven't touch you with a single finger, have I?"

Charly showed me a pout lip and looked at me pleadingly.

"Yes, that's true, all right. But you have to release me immediately afterwards," Nicole nodded.

I lay down on my back completely stretched out on the bed, and Nicole fastened my ankles and wrists, she smiled.

"Oh, wow that makes me feel so horny!"

She jerked off my towel, and then she dropped her's too; she walked to the door and kicked the wedge.

CLICK

The door closed shut!

"Nicole, what have you done? Now we're stuck! Release me please!"

"No not yet. Can you endure some tickling?"

"No not at all, come on, untie me!"

Nicole spreaded her legs wide and put her knees next to my waist, I felt her warm moist crotch on my dick. My dick started to stiffen immediately, but couldn't move because Nicole was sitting on it.

She started tickling me under my armpits and in my side. I screamed, but nobody would be able to hear me. She went on for quite a long time, I begged her to stop. Tears ran down my cheeks.

Nicole stopped and kissed them away, because she did, my penis got the space it desperately needed and it audibly clapped against my lower abdomen.

Nicole grabbed my little friend and pushed it in front of the entrance of her cave.

"No, don't do it, Nicole! I don't want to cheat on Anne!"

"I am sorry, I can't help it, now I can't resist anymore, and you are such a wonderful boy!"

Nicole slowly lowered herself. She started to ride me as if she were riding a horse at a full gallop. She sighed and moaned.

"Oh Ferry, I always wanted to do this with you. How delightful, having such a horny helpless boy all for myself. I felt the orgasm coming up and now I started moaning too.

Nicole increased the speed. I came like a volcano. I pushed my hips up so forcefully that Nicole was almost being lifted from the bed. Nicole came too, she screamed.

"Oh how delightful!"

CLICK

The door opened, my mother and Mathilde were at the door! I totally forgot, Mathilde had asked her to show her the punishment room as well.

"Ferry the Man!"

She called out with a double tongue, my mother and Mathilde were both pretty tipsy.

"Mom, I couldn't help it, Nicole has bound me and forced me to have sex with her."

"Is that true, girl?"

"Yes ma'am, I wanted to see what my uncle had seen. But I couldn't control myself, I find Ferry such an incredible sexy boy, especially when he is completely helpless and in my power. I'm really sorry."

"Well, girl, we are going to look back at the video first, if you tell the truth then Ferry won't be punished, but unfortunately you will."

My mother showed Mathilde how the electric lock worked, and the powerful magnets for the cuffs, the IP-camera and the two-way radio.

"Come on Mathilde, let's check the computer downstairs to see what those two were doing."

"Mom will you please release me?"

"No absolutely not!"

"And you girl, just wrap that towel around your waist and come with us."

Once being downstairs my mother, Nicole and Mathilde watched the recordings from the penal room.

"I am sorry, I can't help it, now I can't resist anymore, you are such a wonderful boy!" was sounding from the PC speakers.

"It looks like you are honest Nicole, and Ferry is not to blame for it, just go upstairs and let him go. We won't tell Anne, I don't want to hurt her unnecessarily. But you actually deserve punishment, don't you think so?" My mother said to her.

"What do you think, Mathilde?"

"I agree with you, maybe she should experience how it feels to be punished by being locked up in such a room, but then it should happen here."

"But I, I, please..."

"Well, girl, you know what, if you are going to release Ferry upstairs, ask him yourself what he thinks about such a punishment for you. Go now. Oh, yes, if you won't accept your punishment, then I'll tell the police about your uncle. I will tell them that he also sexually abused you. God how cruel we are, Mathilde," my mother said with a double tongue.

"Yes, come Liesbeth, we'll have another wine."

CLICK

The door opened Nicole entered, she told me what my mother and Mathilde had suggested.

"Ferry, do you think I deserve punishment?"

"Yes Nicole, you have abused me and you didn't listened to what I asked you to do. I was completely helpless, but yes I am also a healthy boy. And you really are a gorgeous girl. Well, I won't be too hard on you. I want you to stay one afternoon in this penal room next week Saturday, and then we won't talk about it anymore. Is that fair?"

"Okay then."

Nicole released me, but not until she had caressed me and had kissed my nipples and penis.

When we came downstairs, Anne was behind the PC. She had seen me on the bed, totally helpless and naked, and how Nicole freed me from my shackles!

To be continued.

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