By Sumenth
sumenth@protonmail.com
Copyright 2021 by Sumenth, all rights reserved
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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.
AFTERMATH
The first day after this event
when I went to the school bus, some girls who had attended the event
teased me, and those who didn’t, looked at me a certain way
with a smug
face. While talking with them, I sensed a “I saw you
naked” grin on
their faces, but from the second and third day everything was normal.
That little girl who I had met on the road asked me what happened and I
told her, and she had the same respect for me as before.
In
the school, I am sure the girls would have discussed it, but I did not
see any different behaviours or mockings. I didn’t even hear
them
discussing it. But I kept sensing that “I saw you
naked” grin on the
faces of those two classmates for the next few days, and on the first
day they teased me in a fun way as they walked out of school with me
and shwetha. But then one of them said “Thanks for inviting
us, your
ceremony was great, and we enjoyed it a lot” and the other
girl said
“Many girls are jealous of us as they could not attend
it” then all
three laughed.
I said I didn't know I would be naked. Then she
exclaimed “That is the best part!” and continued
speaking while smiling
and giggling “Shwetha told us during the event itself that
you didn’t
know you were going to be naked, and that you had never been naked
before and that you were very embarrassed” she said with a
“wow”
expression and all girls giggled.
Shwetha immediately shushed
them as she didn’t want her secret conversations spilled
infront of me
as I looked down in shame. The other girl said “Seriously, we
had never
seen an embarrassed naked boy before”, again laughing and
teasing me.
Then the first girl said “We loved seeing an embarrassed boy,
it was so
cute…” as all three girls laughed.
Other than my cousins,
those two classmates were pretty much the only ones who teased me by
talking to me like that. But It only happened when we had some time to
kill while we were walking towards the bus or waiting for the bus to
start which takes like 15 minutes. And during this time students play
by going in each bus, talking with friends etc.
For the next
one week, the topic of their entertainment was my event, and they
teased me a lot, and the main reason was not my nudity but because they
knew I was embarrassed and could get a reaction out of me and have fun.
On the third day, I decided to walk a little late out of my
class to avoid confronting them, and I took my seat in the bus next to
the little kid I earlier mentioned. But as soon as I sat on my seat on
the bus, all three came, which made me nervous as I knew they were
there to make fun of me. And seeing them stand around me, one of
Riya’s
friends who attended the event came and stood among them.
And
I knew they were going to tease me, but then they surprised me when she
asked “Isn’t sitting painful?”. I
instantly replied “Why would sitting
be painful?”, they laughed and replied “Because
your ass was slapped
hard by so many girls” and started laughing. The other girl
added “
Your ass was so red”. I felt mortified hearing that and
seeing the
little girl sitting next to me laughing hysterically. I felt like
“Oh
god, please not infront of her…” but did not say
anything as I blushed.
I felt like they were punishing me for not walking with them to bus,
thus as a result doing my humiliation infront of others.
Then
Riya’s friend wanted to join in the fun with the senior girls
and said
“Is it painful to pee too? Because Sangeetha smashed the
thing hanging
between your legs really hard”. Everyone laughed. Then she
continued
“And, you cried out loud when it hit, and then your thing was
swollen
hard” Everyone hysterically laughed, and some other girls in
the bus
also came to see what is going on, but then Shwetha stepped in and
sternly said “Cut it out, you are crossing the
line”, and all the girls
dispersed.
I felt a sense of possessiveness in her. I think
she doesn't like other girls making fun of me other than her friends or
penis is considered unacceptable crossing the line level for her. Also,
she used to never make fun of me about such things infront of
outsiders. Anyway, this increased my respect for her, and I felt like
being protected by an elder sister.
As I looked at the little
girl sitting next to me, she chuckled and smiled. I felt awkward and
ashamed. She asked “Did they really hit you there”
pointing at my
groin. I felt really embarrassed and nodded my head as she laughed,
probably imagining it. She asked “Did it hurt”, I
nodded. She then
asked with a concerned face “Is it still hurting?”.
I said no. And she
giggled. Then I changed the topic to something else and she left it and
we never talked about it again.
Riya kept on teasing me for a
few months, and whenever she did, Shwetha and my sister would join in
to make fun of me. The main reason they were teasing me was because
they knew I was embarrassed and thus vulnerable. If I was not, they
wouldn’t have probably teased me like that. They never teased
my cousin
brother after they tried on the first day but to get no big reaction
from him. But I kept blushing and felt embarrassed each time they
talked about it thus this encouraged them to do it to me again and
again.
My relationship with Shwetha changed a bit atleast for
the next few months. Till then, we were equals and often I was the
dominant one and she respected me as a more mature person than her. But
after this, somehow I started seeing her more as an “elder
sister” than
as someone of my own age and I became more
“submissive” in small small
ways. Maybe it was because of my humiliation involving the unknoting of
my black thread where she treated me like a younger brother. Or maybe
it is because she treated me more maturely than Riya. Or maybe it is
the psychological effect of calling me “Little naked
boy”. Or most
likely it is because she protected me many times from embarrassing
situations. I don’t know, but mentally subconsciously, I was
looking up
to her from then on.
And she too started seeing me as a
younger boy even though we studied in the same class. And as time
passed, subconsciously she started to slowly use her powers over me. It
started in small small ways, but within a few weeks, she could now
order me around to do stuff, like for example, while studying in our
room, she may ask me to “go bring something to eat”
and I would follow
her orders instead of resisting it. And she took advantage of it to do
more and more stuff basically treating me like her younger brother.
I never had fights with her at least for the next one year as I did
everything she said, and she was not mean to me. I started seeing Riya
as more equal to me and we often fought in both physical and verbal
fights. I still saw my sister as a younger one though.
Riya
would laugh sometimes when Shwetha asked me to do something and I
indeed go ahead and do it. And she would sometimes tease me by asking
Shwetha to make me do something awkward.
For example, she
would ask Shwetha “Sister, can you ask him to bring me a
glass of
water”, and often Shwetha will ignore the request as just
another
teasing technique most of the time. But sometimes if she is in a fun
mood, she would ask me to do it. I get blushed and look visibly
humiliated at that time if she indeed ask what Riya is asking her to do
as then I feel I am indirectly being submissive to Riya which was not
acceptable to me.
And, I don’t know why but I feel compelled
to follow her order and I would indeed go and bring water. Maybe this
is due to the Indian culture instilled in me which says to do whatever
elders says, but she is not older than me, yet somehow since I now feel
she is more mature, I kinda feel forced to respect her orders.
This feeling is difficult to explain in words. Imagine if an elder
brother asks his younger sister to do something. The younger one may
sometimes say “go to hell”, but they will often do
it as well due to
respect for her brother, and oftentimes she will be treated like an
assistant. But despite that, she will have the urge to do what they
were asked. Maybe imagine the urge you feel when your mom asks you to
do something. I had that urge to serve her and not disappoint her.
Just as I walk out of the room, I would hear all three girls bursting
out in laughter and gossiping, and when I bring the glass and give it
to Riya, they would all be giggling trying to hide their laughter.
After drinking, she would give the glass back to me and make some
snarky comment. They will all laugh as I would still go to the Kitchen
then wash it and keep it there. But Shwetha used to not overdo this,
and it was only once in a while this happened.
Earlier I used
to ask her a lot of questions to navigate the different cultural
environment here, but now I had subtly started asking similar questions
but as if I was seeking her permission or approval. Like, instead of
saying “I am going to play football with those boys who play
in the
fields”, I would ask “Can I go play football with
those boys in the
field?”.
Since it is a question, she also would answer with
yes or no, thus making it feel like I was seeking her permission, which
gradually made her also take control subtly. Like for example, she
would reply “No, we have too much homework today, and those
boys are
not good boys, they are rowdies”. I would be talking to her
like a boy
talking to his mom seeking permission to play. And the thing is, if she
said No, I had started to actually follow her instruction!
It
didn’t help that adults like my aunt or mom had started
treating her
more as a mature woman than a girl, while I was still treated as a boy.
She would also help the ladies in the Kitchen and also sometimes wear
clothes like adults. Thus maybe that also caused this shift in my mind.
Thinking back, I feel like somehow, I lost the aggressiveness and male
ego of superiority I had at that time, and I started treating the girls
in my life more gently and with more care for their feelings. It is as
if I had become a tamed beast in front of my Shwetha.
That is
not to say that I lost my confidence or something. No, instead the
opposite happened with everyone except Shwetha. I was significantly
more confident while talking to the girls in the school or the
neighbourhood, or even the school bus! After sometime I got this sense
of confidence that I can’t be any more humiliated, so I had
no worries
or nervousness I previously had while interacting with girls. This made
it more fun and I even started flirting with girls, which I had not
done before!
I sometimes wondered at that time if this is what
“falling in love” feels like, but then the feelings
were not due to
sexual reasons, but due to respect, so it should be different, right?
After around one month, I had started dreaming about the events that
happened, and instead of feeling humiliated, now I had a strange
feeling of being erotically excited whenever I think about the event. I
would think about the expressions on the faces of girls, and the things
they said, and mastubrate while bathing.
I didn’t have a lot
of privacy in my life, as the only time I used to get some privacy was
while in the toilet or bathroom. In our house, there was only one
common bathroom, and that is without any attached toilet. Instead the
toilet was a separate room outside the house 10 feet behind our
backdoor. In those times, most houses in the villages in India had this
system because of cultural reasons. Keeping the toilet inside the house
was considered dirty or wrong by many, thus it was kept outside the
house.
And, I would have to get out quickly or else someone
will think something is wrong. If I take too much time in the toilet,
or go to the toilet too many times, mom or aunt would ask if I had
diarrhea! So, the only time I could mastubrate in peace was while I was
in the bathroom. But even then, I used to get the deed done in a few
minutes.
I felt it was very strange that I was getting excited
by something so embarrassing and humiliating. Something that felt
awkward and weird when I did it. And after I cum, I would feel a sense
of shame and confusion, but within another month I got used to it even
though I did not understand what's going on in my mind.
Two months had passed by, and now even my cousins had stopped teasing
me. I felt no negative consequences of the event and that somehow gave
me more and more confidence and also made me feel more and more erotic
each time I think about it.
My parents moved to a metro city
in India for work, and me and my sister lived with our cousins in our
ancestral house. And it was fun living there without the restrictions
caused by mom’s oversight.
One day all female members in the
house decided to go shopping to a nearby town, but I was not interested
so I went out to play football with the boys. After I came home, they
wore different dresses they had purchased and showed everyone in the
house. They had bought me two pairs of clothes for me too and had shown
it to me. I didn’t have much interest in clothes so I checked
it,
thanked them and kept it in my cupboard.
Then we had dinner,
and adults went to sleep, and we were in our bedroom with the doors
shut, and talking to each other. All the lights in the house were off.
Randomly the topic of my clothes came up when Riya asked “We
didn’t see
you wear the clothes we bought.. Didn’t you like
it?”. I said, “yes of
course I liked it”. My sister asked “Then why
didn’t you wear it?”. I
didn’t have a good answer to it, so I just shrugged it off
and said
“Why wear it? I will when I have to”. Shwetha
intervened and said “How
will you know if it is fitting properly. We can’t return it
after a few
days, you know”.
Then Riya took out my clothes from the
cupboard and brought it out and started looking at it and all three
girls started asking me to wear it. I said ok due to their insistence.
And took a pair and started walking to the door. They asked
“where are
you going?” I said “To the bathroom to
change”. Everyone giggled and
Riya said “You will make it dirty with water there and we
won’t be able
to return it. Come on, change it here”. I said “I
can’t change infront
of you girls”. They all laughed and Shwetha responded
“Come on, we saw
you naked for an entire day, there is nothing more to see”
and everyone
started giggling.
A sense of nervousness dawned on me. I also
felt embarrassed hearing those words from Shwetha whom I respected so
much. I stood there stunned in shock with fear of if they really meant
that. Shwetha said “You are a boy, you shouldn’t be
so shy of being
naked, they make fun of you only because you react so funny”.
I stood
there in silence as I saw Shwetha’s hands come and hold my
shorts at
waist and pull it down. My hands tried to hold it, but I
didn’t resist
too much as she said “It's okay, let me do it” and
my sense of
submissiveness towards her kicked in.
Within a second my
shorts were down on the floor over my foot. Then she immediately held
the bottom of my T-shirt and pulled it up, and somehow my hands went up
and it came off. I was stripped naked. I could see her smiling while my
sister and Riya were giggling. Then she sat down and held my shorts
still around my foot, and asked me to pull up my legs as she took them
out of my legs. I had a dejavu feeling of how she fiddled with my black
thread, but this didn’t feel as embarrassing as that, but
still I
blushed with embarrassment.
Then she asked my sister to get my
new clothes and she gave Shwetha my shirt, which she made me wear.
After I wore it, they made me stand like that for a few moments as they
looked and observed it while making comments about what they thought
about it. Then she took the short and showed me infront of my legs
indicating to put my legs in, and she pulled it up. And they looked at
it and said I looked great.
Then she removed my shirt, and
then while removing my shorts her hands grazed my penis a bit which
sent shocks around my body and again I was standing there naked. Next
one was a shirt and a Jeans pants. As they slowly took it out of its
packaging, I stood there awkwardly and tried to cover myself with both
hands.
Riya commented “He looks so cute when he is shy”,
and
everyone laughed. That somehow caused my penis to start growing. Then
Shwettha brought my jeans infront of me so I could put my legs through.
As I put it through, I realized it was quite tight, but she anyway
tried to slide it up and as it reached my waist, they burst out
laughing as only my penis was sticking out through the front.
Shwetha asked me to move my hands, but I did not, then she pulled it
away and chuckled at the sight. The jeans were tight, but it had gone
up fully except for my penis and balls sticking out through the zipper
area making it difficult to zip. All three girls were giggling at the
sight as I stood silently.
I said “I am taking this off”, but
she said “let me try to fix it and see” and Shwetha
held my cock. It
sent a shockwave through my body as if I got an electric shock! She
tried to push it inside to the side of my jeans, but it did not work,
then she left it, and touched the balls sticking out. She pushed it and
it went inside, now only my cock was the problem.
By the time
she checked my cock again, it had grown to full size. Riya asked me
“Why are you making it big? It would have fit if it was small
like
before” All girls laughed. I think she didn’t know
why boys got a
hardon. I stood there silent as Shwetha again tried to push it in
sideways, but nothing was working
Then she pushed it straight
up, and asked Riya to hold it, which she gladly did with one hand. Then
Shwetha held the zipper and moved it up, and it was done except for my
penis head peeking through the top. All the girls giggled seeing that.
After that, they proceeded to make me wear the shirt. They said my
shirt was fitting well, but jeans were tight, so they will return it
tomorrow.
Then they removed my jeans and shirt. My hardon had
decreased by then to around 30% size. I asked for my clothes which Riya
was sitting on, but she just giggled. Then Riya said “He
looks best
without any clothes” and everyone laughed. Then she continued
“Sister,
can you ask him to bring me a glass of water like this?”. I
panicked
hearing that and looked at Shwetha with pitiful eyes as she laughed!
Shwetha replied “Riya, thats enough, give him his
clothes” which she
did and that was for the day. I slept there inbetween Shwetha and Riya
on the same bed as we always do. I dreamed of this embarrassment and I
slept with a hardon.
For the next entire day, I was thinking
about this. Next day morning, I felt like I saw a smug smile on the
face of my cousins, but not really sure if it was about what happened
on the previous night.
To be Continued.
AFTERWORD
I still have some more stories to share, and if you
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next chapter which is planned to be the “Aftermath of this
story” that
mentions small changes in my relationship with Shwetha and Riya and
also discusses about similar nude initiation ceremonies that happen
across the world that I researched in depth after my humiliation. It
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