The Program

By Arclos

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THE PROGRAM

Adam Nestor was sitting, head down, his hands cuffed behind his back, waiting for his turn to be processed in a waiting room. He was eleven years old and in a couple days he was supposed to start sixth grade. Only instead of going into middle school a free boy, he would go while he was in the program.

His mom told him he was lucky. A few decades ago, he would have been sent to juvenile detention. Thanks to serious legal reforms, prison is now saved only for rapists and murderers. Leaders of criminal organizations are dropped off, via being forced to jump out of a plane, with only their clothes on their back on Anarchy Island, which is completely walled off with no way to communicate with the outside world. Everyone else gets sentenced to the program.

Being in the program somewhat allows someone to live a normal life. They could go to school or work, Adam could play soccer, and he could still hang out with his friends. He would simply have to abide by the rules of the program. If he broke the laws, he would be punished extensively and often in public.

The small, scrawny white boy had brown hair, black eyes, and a cute face that made his aunts crazy. He was also pretty modest, not even liking to appear shirtless while swimming or playing around like some of his friends. Adam had compared his penis to his friends in the locker room and he knew he was on the small side. He certainly hadn’t entered puberty. He couldn’t wait for his voice to crack so people on the phone wouldn’t confuse him for a girl.

He was also completely innocent. The real kid who had knocked the several gas station stores just happened to look like him. He had tried to explain this, but because he was a bit of a loner he didn’t have an alibi. That the robberies also happened to stop after he got arrested didn’t help his case. The jury quickly convicted him. His sentence? He would be in the Program until he turned eighteen. The judge, refusing to listen to the kid’s explanations, had decided since Adam clearly had no remorse or willingness to accept responsibility that he’d be Rank A+ in the program with an evaluation every six months. Whatever that meant.

So he sat there waiting at the Program’s headquarters, waiting for his disciplinary officer to meet with him.

One of the doors opened: door number five. Adam looked up. It was a fourteen-year old boy with red hair and braces on his teeth. He was wearing a juvenile shirt with ducks and no pants: only a diaper to cover his privates. He was wearing little babyish socks and shoes. “I’ll see you in three months. And remember, Greg, you have to find and ask girls to change you.” A voice from the office boomed. Greg nodded, with tears in his eyes, as he left the Program’s buildings. For the next three months, this is how Greg was expected to get dressed every day.

A girl, about twelve years old, was called to door number five. She was black, had dark brown eyes, and had a ponytail. She went to the door slowly, her hands still cuffed behind her back. She was clearly scared. Once she reached the door, it closed automatically behind her.

Another door open: door number six. A twelve-year old boy stepped out of that room. He was wearing a white wife-beater, tight-whities, white socks, and white sneakers. The boy was rubbing his butt as if he had just gotten spanked. He looked around, his legs unconsciously coming together, his cheeks going red. He had blonde hair and blue eyes with some freckles. He kept walking.

“Adam Nestor to room six.” A booming voice from the speaker system hailed to Adam. Adam stood up and slowly walked to room six. What was waiting for him?

Inside the room, there was a chair. His disciplinary officer, Mr. Cage, sat in it. In front of him was a desk. There was a paddle laying down on the desk. There was also a computer next to the paddle. “Stand in front of me boy.” Mr. Cage said.

Adam went ahead and slowly walked until he was right in front of Mr. Cage. Mr. Cage pressed a button on the computer and Adam’s handcuffs unlocked, falling, making a clanging noise as they hit the tiled floor.

“Put those cuffs on my desk.” Mr. Cage said. Adam reached down, picked them up, and put them on the desk.

“It says on this file you got convicted of multiple armed robberies. You will be in the program until you turn eighteen. Based on your birthday, that will be in in about 2,392 days. Your time in the program will not be pleasant.” Mr. Cage told him. “You will be constantly humiliated, there will be constant corporal punishment, and your body will no longer belong to you but to the government until you have been released from the program. Do you understand?”

“Sorta. What does corporal punishment mean?” Adam asked.

“It means we might inflict pain. It might be little, it might be a lot, but we might spank you or whip you or do whatever we damn well please. Understand?” Mr. Cage asked.

Adam nodded.

“Let’s see. The judge will review your rank every six months. Based on your performance in the program, he may place you in a higher or a lower rank.” Mr. Cage said.

“Rank?” Adam asked.

“Basically the higher your rank, the tougher the program is. The more you resist complying with program rules, the worse it’s for you. If you on the other hand follow the rules we may chose to alleviate whatever rules we have for you. It’s my job to assign the rules based on the rank you have been placed in. I do not and will not influence your rank to the judge beyond merely giving a report on compliance. Understand?” Mr. Cage asked.

“I guess so.” Adam said.

“Let’s see...for your crimes, a typical Rank is a B or B+ if you’re unlucky.” Mr. Cage said, mostly to himself. But then he saw the rank in the file. “Rank A+? What did you do kid, insult the judge?”

“He wanted me to lie. He wanted me to apologize for my actions. But I didn’t do nothing. I’m innocent.” Adam said. “But he didn’t like that.”

Mr. Cage shook his head. “I imagine he didn’t. But the jury said you did it, so you did it. It doesn’t matter if it’s true or not. And since you didn’t show repentance, I guess the judge decided to make an example out of you.”

“You believe me, don’t you? That I didn’t do it?” Adam asked hopefully.

“I’ll be honest with you Adam. I don’t care. I have one job to do and that’s to give you rules based on your ranking.” Mr. Cage said. “Now strip down to your underwear. Fold your clothes and put them on my desk.”

Adam didn’t move. “Do I have to?” He asked.

“Yes! If you don’t, I’ll get some guards in here and they’ll strip you. And then I’ll paddle you and I’ll report that as your first non-compliance. So get to it.” Mr. Cage said.

Adam sighed. He knew he didn’t have a choice. He took off his shirt, exposing his chest. He didn’t have any muscles and he had small nipples. He folded his t-shirt, or rather did the best he could since he had never been taught how to properly do it, and put it on the desk.

He took off his tennis shoes then his white socks. He felt the cold tile flooring on his feet. He put the socks together and put them inside one of his shoes then put them all the desk.

He looked down at the floor as he grabbed the buttons of his jeans and undid them. Breathing heavily, he pulled down his zipper. There was one course of action left. He let them fall to the ground. There was he was, now standing in front of Mr. Cage in practically only his blue boxer shorts. He stepped out of his jeans, did his best to fold them, and put them on his desk.

Adam stood there, awkwardly, feeling embarrassed that somebody else was seeing him in only his underwear.

“Since it’s Rank A+, I’m going to come up with a suitable uniform and ten rules you must follow. I’ll let your parents and teachers know what the rules are and if you aren’t in compliance, they will let me know.” Mr. Cage said.

“Yes sir.” Adam said hoping that if he was compliant right now, Mr. Cage would go easy. Adam didn’t know Mr. Cage. Like all disciplinary officers, they had to take personality and mental tests before they could get the job. Each officer placed low on empathy and high on sadistic tendencies. The government wanted messed up people who enjoyed their job to ensure that no adult or child could manipulate the program in their favor.

“Let’s see how compliant you are. Take off your boxer shorts, put them on my desk, then put your hands behind your head. You have ten seconds.” Mr. Cage said.

Adam took a second to process what he was asking but then quickly did as he was told. Soon, he was naked, his hands behind his head, underwear on the desk, standing in front of Mr. Cage. The man looked down at the little boy’s private parts.

“Even for your age, you are pretty small down there. Pathetic.” Mr. Cage said but in a dry voice, not with a cruel tone, but as if he was merely giving a professional opinion. “It would be extremely humiliating if people knew how shameful your private parts are.”

Adam didn’t reply. He felt tears forming in his eyes from the shame. He had always known he was small down there. But to be told so matter-of-fact by an adult, one who saw many privates Adam figured, only confirmed it. Worse the man made it clear that his “parts” were pathetic and that he should be ashamed if people saw them.

“I think your birthday suit is the perfect uniform. The only thing you’ll be allowed to wear is sandals.” Mr. Cage said. He put that down on his computer and sent a request to one of the many assistants to deliver sandals to the office.

“My birthday suit?” Adam asked.

“Yes. Meaning you’ll be naked at all times. We may make some exemptions during the winter months but as long as you are Rank A+, you will be completely naked at home, school, on the streets, everywhere.” Mr. Cage told him.

Adam slowly realized what Mr. Cage meant. He was going to be naked! All the time! Everybody, including girls, were going to see his small little shameful privates! Nobody would take his manhood seriously! It was bad enough that he was naked in front of the man, who had already derided his penis, but now girls were going to see it and laugh at it? The thought was too much to bear.

“Please sir, can I have something to wear? Anything? Please...I’d do anything.” Adam told him begging.

“You’re going to do anything I want anyways. You’ll be naked. And you won’t ever try to cover up your private parts. They are public parts now. Got it?” Mr. Cage said in a tone that carried an implied threat: any more begging would lead to the paddle.

Adam looked down at the floor. This was even worse than he imagined. Many people joined the program. Often for way shorter time periods, usually only a month or so maybe a year at most. Very few had years on his sentence like Adam did. And even fewer were ever completely naked. In fact, Adam couldn’t think of anyone he had ever seen. The only person he knew of was a girl he had seen once who was only allowed shoes and a short t-shirt. That’s when he had learned girls didn’t have penises.

But at least the girl had a t-shirt. Adam would have nothing. Only sandals.

“Yes sir.” He said meekly.

Mr. Cage smiled. He smiled even more when the door behind him, not to the waiting area but to the employee area, opened and a teenage girl of about sixteen walked in. She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and big breasts. She was carrying a pair of sandals. She looked down at the naked boy and merely smirked at him. She was used to seeing naked kids and adults. It was her job to deliver uniforms and the person entering the program was always naked waiting for her to come in and give them whatever they were supposed to wear.

Adam looked up and saw the girl. He almost died from humiliation right then and there. But to his credit, and Mr. Cage’s disappointment, Adam remembered to use all his willpower to keep his hands behind his head. My privates are now public parts. Adam told himself. Don’t cover up. Don’t cover up.

“Thank you Melissa. This is Adam. He’s going to be naked all the time. Only allowed to wear sandals.” Mr. Cage said.

“I understand. Not that he has anything much to see” Melissa said. She put the sandals on the desk. She picked up Adam’s clothes. “I’ll burn these. Don’t worry Adam. We’ll pay your parents back.” She walked out of the office.

Adam felt himself blushing as Melissa said he didn’t really have anything to see. But he stayed silent. Once she left, Adam felt some relief. But it was bad enough ONE teenage girl got to see him naked. What about when whole groups of them saw him? Girls his own age or younger? This was horrible!

“Put on the sandals. And after just don’t cover up. Ever.” Mr. Cage ordered Adam.

Adam put on the sandals, at least he wasn’t feeling the cold floor anymore, then simply stood there, his hands by his side.

“Now it’s time for the rules.” Mr. Cage said. “Ten of them. All of them meant to humiliate or hurt you. Ready for them?”

Adam nodded. He was ready.

As Mr. Cage spoke, he also typed them into the computer.

“The first rule is every day you must get a spanking of at least 30 spanks by hand by one person in one session. So you may not break it apart throughout the day. If they give you less than 30 it doesn’t count. If you get someone to spank you 30 times they must also record it and sign it. If at the end of the day you didn’t get 30 from someone in one session, your mother will give you 60 with the hand as non-compliance. You may not use the same person more than once a week and if you aren’t crying it doesn’t count either. It doesn’t count if you misbehave to earn the spanking either. Do you have any questions?”

Adam of course thought this rule was horrible! It meant every day no matter how he behaved, he was going to get spanked! “Many! Like how hard do they have to spank me?”

“That’s up to them. As long as you’re crying by the end.” Mr. Cage said. “Can you cry on demand?”

“No sir.” Adam said. “I tried it once in a school play but they had to use some tear drops.”

“Then I’m afraid it’ll have to be hard enough to hurt, won’t it.” Mr. Cage said.

“How am I supposed to get the person to spank me?” Adam asked.

“I imagine you’ll have to ask. You might even have to beg them and offer to do a favor. But I’m sure your friends and your mom will spank you if you ask nicely.” Mr. Cage said.

Adam was sure they would. They’d even make it hurt. But he didn’t have enough friends and with his mom being his only relative that lived anywhere near them, it’d mean he’d have to ask people who weren’t his friends to spank him!

“What if I ask them but they don’t give me 30? What if they stop at 29?” Adam asked.

“Then you’ll have to find someone else to give you 30. They are under no obligation to give you 30. You’ll just have to keep getting spanked until someone gets you to the number.” Mr. Cage replied.

“What if they give me 30 but don’t record or sign it or whatever.” Adam said.

“Then you’ll have to get another spanking from someone who will. They don’t have to sign it. They aren’t in the program. You are. So getting that signature that they spanked you thirty times is your responsibility. But if they lied about giving it to you, they can find themselves in the program.” Mr. Cage said.

Adam didn’t even think about asking someone to lie on the form. He didn’t think anyone would. He knew he wouldn’t. The risk was too high.

“This sucks.” Adam said. “I’ve never even been spanked.”

“By the time the program ends, I think you’ll be far more familiar with spankings.” Mr. Cage said.

“I don’t get it. Most rules, even the spanking ones, aren’t even this bad but this is just the first rule?” Adam asked.

“Because you are Rank A+. Most people you see in the program are in the D or C range with some of them in B range. But I imagine you might have only ever seen one or two in your life in the A range.” Mr. Cage said. “As you move up in ranks, the rules get a lot worse. And you are stuck with the wort of the worst.”

Adam didn’t reply. This wasn’t fair! He wasn’t even guilty! It’d be one thing if he had actually robbed the gas stations.

“What if the kid who actually robbed the gas station turns himself in or they catch him?” Adam asked.

“I imagine he would be convicted.” Mr. Cage said. “And he’d suffer the program too. But ever since the program started, we got rid of the appeals court. There is no way now to overturn a sentence even if we find evidence that the person is innocent. It’s rare now. The government rarely gets it wrong so why bother? So even if by some miracle you didn’t do it but someone else did, it would change nothing about your status in the program or even your rank.”

“But that’s not fair!” Adam said.

“Do you have any more questions about the first rule?” Mr. Cage said.

“Can I ask my mom to do it?” Adam asked.

“You have to do it before the end of the day but yes you can. But remember you can only use her once a week. And it doesn’t count if she is punishing you.” Mr. Cage told him.

“Can you spank me?” Adam asked.

“Yes. I can. If you want, I’ll give you thirty. But only after we’re done with the rules.” Mr. Cage replied.

“That’s it.” Adam said.

“Good. Time for your second rule. Every week, by Saturday midnight, you must have gotten a weekly spanking. This time at least fifteen with a belt. This person must be different every week. This person can’t have also given you a punishment spanking of any kind or been one of those who spanked you that week by hand. It doesn’t count if it’s a punishment spanking and the person must record and sign they did it to your mom. They must spank with full force.

If you don’t get it by the end of the week, your mom will report non-compliance and give you 30 with the belt.” Mr. Cage said.

“So wait, I have to get another spanking?” Adam said.

“So every day you have to get a good enough spanking by hand. And every week, you have to get a more painful belt spanking. If you’re lucky, and there might be weeks where you aren’t, you’ll get this done with the first person you ask but remember it’s up to them to give you fifteen and to sign that they did it.” Mr. Cage said.

“More painful?” Adam asked more in fear than anything.

“Yes. You probably won’t be able to sit down comfortably for a really long time.” Mr. Cage told him.

Adam gulped. He realized he was just going to have to get used to being constantly spanked.

“Okay, what’s the third rule?” Adam asked.

“Remember how I said you won’t be sitting down comfortably? That will be true even if you don’t have a recently spanked butt. This is because from now every chair you sit on must have a dildo attached to it. You will sit impaled on the dildo. The dildo must be battery-operated and vibrate when you are on it.” Mr. Cage told him.

“Dildo?” Adam asked.

Mr. Cage opened one of his desk drawers and took out a dildo. Adam gasped as he saw the size of it.

“Impaled?” Adam asked again. “I’m a bit lost here.”

Mr. Cage smiled. “We have specially manufactured chairs where the dildo is on the chair about where you asshole is. What you do is you put your asshole over it and sit down. You have to do it within 5 seconds. You may use lubrication unless told to use your spit then you must use your spit.”

“Wait you want that in my butt!?” Adam nearly screamed. “That’ll kill me!”

“Relax. It won’t kill you. It’ll hurt, a lot, but eventually you’ll get used to it. And the vibrations will likely stimulate you. Don’t worry about that. You’ll be fine.” Mr. Cage said.

Adam didn’t seem too convinced. He seemed utterly terrified. Constant spankings and now he has to sit down with a fake penis stuck up his butt?

“If you don’t sit down quickly enough or try to use a chair without a dildo or if you don’t use your spit when commanded, then the closest adult or child outside the program must use a dildo to anally pleasure you for a period of five minutes with no remorse or concern for your own comfort and no lube.” Mr. Cage said.

“Great.” Adam replied but it’s clear he didn’t mean it. This was horrible. He was supposed to walk around naked, ask people to spank him, and sit down on a cruel chair that was destined to hurt him every time? And Mr. Cage wasn’t even halfway done!

“I assume that means you’re ready for the fourth rule. In some ways, this will be easier than the others. In other ways, it’ll be harder.” Mr. Cage said as he laughed at his own little logic. “You must every day find a boy under eighteen years old but above six years old and suck their dick until they climax. If they produce cum, you must swallow it. If they are in the program they must accept, sign that you did it, and it must be in public. But if they aren’t then it’s up to them if they sign if you did it and whether it’s public or not if they even want it. You may only repeat if it’s been a month since you last sucked that boy. It doesn’t count if they asked for it, you must ask for it.”

“Wait, what?” Adam said. “You want me to put other boys...wieners...in my mouth? Until when?”

“Until they climax. You know how if you touch yourself down there long enough you feel good?” Mr. Cage asked him in return.

“Yes. I mean...no. I mean...sort of.” Adam said quickly as he realized he may have just admitted to an embarrassing or bad task.

“Well until then.” Mr. Cage told him.

“And what’s cum?” Adam asked

“It’s a white liquid that older kids when they feel good produce. It’s not pee, it’s actually rather salty or so I’ve been told, and it’s safe to drink.” Mr. Cage said.

“What happens when I don’t?” Adam inquired.

“It’s simple. We’ll send a cop over to your place and in front of your mom you will have to suck his dick, all the way even if’s deep down your throat, until he cums. He’ll be instructed to do everything he can to make sure he lasts as long as possible. Trust me, you don’t want to have to deep throat an adult man especially one whose recently orgasmed.” Mr. Cage told him. “Of course, you’ll have to swallow his cum. And since he’s an adult, it’ll probably be a lot more than any boy can produce.”

“Oh. I’ll...do my best to get a kid to agree to let me suck his wiener.” Adam said softly. In truth, he was terrified and disgusted by the idea. Adam wasn’t gay, nowhere close it, so the very idea of having something that he primarily associated with pee in his mouth wasn’t a pleasant one.

“Good. Make sure you do.” Mr. Cage said. “The more days you are non-compliant on any of these rules the less likely you will move down in rank. And the more time you see me as Rank A+, the more rules I can add.”

“Yes sir.” Adam gulped as he said it.

“Moving on to the fifth rule. If any boy outside the program between the age of six and eighteen asks you to suck their dick, you must do so. This does not count towards the daily blow job since that one you have to ask for. They can ask you to do it any day as many times as they want. If they ask during the school day, you may wait until after school but before going home before doing the deed. You must do it until they orgasm. If they ask, you must also swallow.” Mr. Cage explained.

“Oh, this doesn’t seem so bad.”Adam naively said. “Whose going to want someone to suck their penis?”

Mr. Cage laughed. “I think you’ll be surprised. Maybe, after I spank you before you leave if you still want me to, I’ll suck your dick. Then you’ll get an idea of how often it might happen. And just to make sure people know, we’re sending an alert to the whole town letting them know all the rules you have to follow.”

“Okay. But what if I say no?” Adam asked.

“It’s up to the boy how you are to be punished. They may call a cop or teacher or your mom if they need help. They may decide to hurt you in any way that doesn’t send you to the hospital or the morgue or anything that’s permanent. They can force you to follow rules on a temporary basis and I may decide they become permanent. And in the end, you’ll have to do it anyways. So there’s never any reason to say no.” Mr. Cage said. “Oh, and biting down counts as saying no.”

Adam sure didn’t like the sound of any of that. He decided that any boy who asked he would simply fight his disgust and do it. He was going to have to do it anyways, he reasoned, and not many boys will ask for it. After all, like he kept thinking, who’d want someone to put their mouth around their private parts? It just seemed strange to Adam.

“I’m scared to ask but what’s the next rule?” Adam asked.

“The next three rules pertain to your private parts. Now not being allowed to cover up isn’t a rule but part of your uniform so if you do cover up, expect a severe spanking and you’ll be reported. But there will be several rules related to this.

The first rule is anyone may touch you anywhere they want for as long as they want. They can manipulate your penis any way they want. If you try to stop them then you’ll be tied down and you’ll be hit in the balls five times.”

Adam felt that rule wasn’t as bad as the others so far nor was the punishment. He figured it was likely they’d be allowed to touch him anywhere that was exposed since that was a common rule. Less common was that he’s completely naked and that would thus apply to his genitals. He didn’t like the idea of anyone touching him down there but he felt like he could put up with it.

“What if they try to hurt me? Can I stop them then?” Adam asked.

“Nope. You’ll just have to accept any pain that comes from the exploration.” Mr. Cage replied. “As well as any pleasure.”

“Okay. I got it.” Adam said.

“The next rule is that any time you orgasm, you must announce it loudly. If you fail to do so, you will be forced to masturbate for an hour straight. Of course, every time you don’t announce it during that hour you’ll add another hour. So if I were you, I’d just make sure to always shout it.” Mr. Cage said.

Once again, compared to the spanking and blow job rules, this didn’t seem so bad. Sure, it’d be super embarrassing. But how often would he have to shout it?

“I understand.” Adam said.

“The next rule has some limits to it. Any time a boy or girl between the age of six and eighteen asks you to get hard, you must get hard within two minutes. If they ask you to get soft, you must get soft within two minutes. But because this could easily be abused, they can’t ask you while your sitting down or during school hours. If you fail to do so, your balls will get five strikes with a penis whip. Misses don’t count even if the whip strikes the penis.” Mr. Cage added.

Adam didn’t like the sound of this. He knew kids absolutely loved to give orders to other kids. He could imagine them giving orders for him to get hard then soft over and over again until they got bored. And if he failed, the consequences seem very painful. But at least he wouldn’t have to worry about it when he was at school.

“Why when I’m sitting?” Adam asked.

“Because the dildo will stimulate you to always be hard. It wouldn’t be possible, really to be soft while your sitting down.” Mr. Cage said.

“So if kids keep pestering me, I just have to find a chair?” Adam asked. “And then they can stop asking me.”

“Yes, I supposed. But the chair has to have a dildo attached to it and you have to sit down on it like normal. Since most chairs won’t have dildos attached to them, you won’t be able to use this as a way to avoid the commands often.” Mr. Cage reminded him.

“Okay the next rule is going to get you in a lot of trouble probably. But you MUST get permission to orgasm from any girl between the age of six and eighteen no matter what. I don’t care if someone is touching you, you are being forced to masturbate for an hour straight, the dildo stimulates you too much, or you were commanded to get soft. You have to separately ask to be able to orgasm every single time. If you don’t get it, your penis will get five strikes with a penis whip. Misses, including on your balls, don’t count.” Mr. Cage said. “But I will allow that you won’t get punished if being forced to masturbate for an hour until your masturbation punishment is over.”

Adam couldn’t believe that rule. It was so unfair! He knew how cruel girls could be to boys in the program. He knew in their shoes, he’d find ways for girls to orgasm but refuse to give them permission just to be cruel. How was he supposed to move down a rank with a rule that would likely get him a lot of trouble? And his penis...he can’t imagine the pain his penis will be in after just one day with kids being able to get him in trouble easily.

Of course, Mr. Cage had included such a rule because he knew that Adam would likely be always breaking it so much that Adam would likely never move down a rank. That’s it’s purpose. He smiled cruelly. He loved his job for a reason as he saw Adam’s mind realize just how fucked he really was.

“This is...evil.” Was all Adam could say.

“The final rule is simple. Every time you want to go to the bathroom, you must find a girl between the age of six and eighteen or if there are none available then your mom or teacher or principal. They will take you to the bathroom, hold your penis as you pee, and clean your penis and your butt up after you poop. You may not get hard while the girl is holding your penis and you are peeing. If you do get hard, she must give you a swirlie as she flushes the toilet. If you go to the bathroom without an escort, nearby boys will be found to pee on your face, body, and mouth which you must swallow if any gets in your mouth. But don’t worry, girls even outside the program won’t be allowed to turn you down.” Mr. Cage relayed the rules.

Adam hated the final rule as well. It was bad enough he was going to be naked. But he was going to have to do some very private things in front of girls or some female authority figures. And they would have to clean him up if he pooped! He hoped he could stay soft. Getting his head dunked into a toilet bowl full of his own pee didn’t sound like something he’d enjoy.

“Finally, there’s the medicine. Every morning you must take two pills of pub-block. This will stop you from entering puberty or progressing further along puberty. Essentially, this will stop you from growing any pubic or body hair and keep your genitals the same size until you are off the medicine. Your body will also stay the same height. In your case, that will likely be eighteen years old. Don’t worry, after that, your body will go through puberty as if it was in superdrive and you’ll hit some growth spurts for a few months.” Mr. Cage continued.

Adam wasn’t surprised by this. Being on pub-block was pretty par for the fcourse for most juvenile offenders in the Program. Of course, they normally only took it for a few weeks to a few months. Adam was going to look like a small eleven-year old kid with a small penis until he was eighteen.

“You will also at night have your mom rub Dam-Rub over any areas you got spanked or whipped or hurt in any way. It’s a special cream that heals any damage without reducing any pain from the punishment. So if you get spanked hard enough you normally wouldn’t be able to sit down for a few days, it’ll still hurt but the actual damage will be healed. This is what will allow you to get constant hard spankings every day as well as the other punishments.” Mr. Cage explained.

Adam nodded. Once again, this rub was known to him. It was very commonly used in and outside the program.

“You will also get prescribed a pill of excotol in the morning and at night. You’ll get the extra strong dosage since it appears you are at the very early stages of puberty if you’ve entered puberty at all. Basically, it’ll make you very easily excited down there.” Mr. Cage said.

This wasn’t as common as pub-block or dam-rub for program participants but basically everyone who was at least Rank B+ got excotol. Adam was sorta happy to hear this since it’ll make some of his rules easier to follow...except the one about getting ordered to be soft. Adam was a bit convinced that might be on purpose. He was right of course.

“Finally, every morning your mom will have to give you Rigoro. Sadly, it’s an anal only pill so she’ll have to push it up your butt and keep it there for a couple minutes before it dissolves.” Mr. Cage said. “Basically, right now you are more comfortable being naked in front of me than when you first got naked. What this pill will do is it acts on the humiliation parts of the body to sustain that humiliation you first felt when you got naked and even increases it. You’ll never get used to being naked in front of someone. You’ll be even more embarrassed as time passes by instead.”

Although Adam didn’t like the idea of having to take an anal pill, he knew it was a common pill as well with Program participants.

Mr. Cage opened his desk and got out three of the four medicines. “Your mom will have to pick up the medicines on her own from the pharmacy later today but I’m going to give you your first doses. Obviously not the Dam-Rub but the others.”

Mr. Cage pressed a button and Melissa walked in. She had a small paper cup full of water. She put it on the desk and walked out. Mr. Cage gave the first medicine, two large purple pills with the word “P” on them. He gave them to Adam. Adam grabbed them and put them in his mouth then took a big drink from the cup.

The next medicine Mr. Cage gave him was a small red one. The excotol. Adam grabbed it and drunk the rest of the water. “It’ll take a couple minutes for that one to kick in.” Mr. Cage said when he noticed Adam looking down at his penis, expecting it to get hard immediately.

“Okay get over my lap. I’ll give you the Rigoro then your spanking.” Mr. Cage said. Adam breathed.

Is this really happening? Adam thought as he got over Mr. Cage’s lap. Mr. Cage put on a glove that he had near his desk and grabbed the Rigoro. It was a large orange pill. He pushed it into Adam’s butt with no warning. Adam grunted as the pill was deposited in his butt. Mr. Cage rubbed Adam’s butt for the minute that it took for the pill to dissolve.

Luckily, other than the first initial entry, there was no pain with Rigoro. And soon it was over and he was injected.

“Are you ready for your first spanking?” Mr. Cage asked. Adam simply nodded. He closed his eyes and grabbed the bottom of the chair he was sitting on, bracing for what he knew was likely going to be painful.

And he was right. Mr. Cage was an expert spanker. He spanked multiple kids a day and they always left in tears. Adam wasn’t getting a few spanks: he was getting 30 of them delivered at full strength by a sadistic man who didn’t believe in mercy.

The first spank made Adam realize just how hard a spanking could be. And he had to suffer at least once a day! The second spank Adam was already yelling. The third spank came down and Adam had tears in his eyes but it wasn’t until the fifth one that he was crying. This hurt. Hurt way worse than he thought.

Mr. Cage kept going. Going. And going. Once all thirty had been delivered, Mr. Cage stopped. He looked down at Adam. Adam had taken the spanking surprisingly well for a boy who had never been spanked before. Oh, he had kicked and waved his arms like the rest of them. He had even a few times tried to cover his butt or tried to stand up. Of course, Mr. Cage was an expert spanker so Adam had no chance of standing up. And when he tried to cover up, Mr. Cage pushed the hands out of the way and waited for Adam to compose himself before continuing the spanking.

“Thank me for the spanking child.” Mr. Cage commanded him.

“Thank you for spanking me.” Adam said.

“What did you think of the spanking?” Mr. Cage asked him.

“Oh, it’s horrible! The idea of having to get this every day...it’s going to suck hard.” Adam said.

“Oh, trust me, your days will be full of sucking.” Mr. Cage cracked a joke. “Do you want me to give you a couple with the belt just so you see how those will be like?”

Adam took a second to think it over. His butt was already on fire. But he did want to know. Was the belt really that much worse?

“Yes sir.” Adam said.

Mr. Cage opened up a drawer on his desk and took out a perfect belt for spanking kids. He then prepared himself. He smiled at the naked Adam over his lap, relished the power he had over the youngster.

One snap with the belt and Adam cried out freshly. Fuck Adam thought! The belt was a hundred times worse than the hand!

A second snap and Adam begged for no more as fresh tears streamed down his face.

“Very well. I’ll stop. Of course, you’ll have to get all fifteen from someone by the end of the week. That’s in a few days.” Mr. Cage said as he put down the belt.

He had Adam stand up. He looked down at Adam’s penis. It was sticking out very hard. “Looks like the excotol kicked in.”

Adam looked down. To his eternal shame, he realized that despite the pain his butt was in, he was very hard! The hardest he’s ever been! And he felt his shame of being naked, hard, in front of the man building up. The Rigoro must be kicking in. Forget the spanking, Adam thought, how was he going to live always feeling embarrassed like this anytime he was naked in front of somebody!? And he knew being in front of girls around his age it would be even worse!

“Well, I guess I should take care of that. I did promise to suck your dick. Remember to tell me when you cum or you’ll have to masturbate for a whole hour.” Mr. Cage said. He grabbed Adam and put him on top of his desk so that his face was right in front of Adam’s penis. Adam felt his shame grow as he realized right where his formerly private parts were.

Mr. Cage put his mouth around Adam’s penis and started to give him a blow job. It didn’t take long. Even without the Excotol, it would only take a few seconds for Adam to cum to his first blow job at that age. “I’m cumming!” Adam managed to remember to say.

Mr. Cage wasn’t surprised that Adam was a dry cummer. He let go of the penis as he felt Adam’s body convulse from the orgasm. In his reverie, Adam realized he would do anything to feel this all the time. Once the other boys realized how good getting your dick sucked, Adam was going to have to suck cocks all the time! Once Adam was settled down, Adam realized Mr. Cage was holding a small little whip in his hand.

“You know the rule, if you orgasm without permission from a girl, you get five on your penis.” Mr. Cage said cruelly.

“But...I thought this was just to show me..” Adam said.

“Doesn’t matter. Your getting five with the penis whip.” Mr. Cage said. “Lay down on the desk, hold your legs apart.”

Adam followed Mr. Cage’s instructions. Mr. Cage then walked around the desk so that he could easily whip Adam’s genitals.

“Try not to move.” Mr. Cage said. Mr. Cage had good aim, which was lucky for Adam because it meant he would only get five strikes. He would later found out not everybody had such good aim and his penis (even hard) made for a very small, missable target.

Even though it was only five hits, it still hurt a lot. Adam moved around quite a bit after every strike. He was for sure crying after just the first one. Mr. Cage took his time though. Once it was done, Adam was allowed to stand up.

Mr. Cage looked at the clock. “It’s getting late. I normally don’t do this when I spank a kid but due to the time, I’ll make an exception.” He grabbed a piece of paper, attested that he had spanked Adam 30 times, and signed it.

“There. Now you don’t have to get another hand spanking today. But you do have to find a boy to give a blow job to. Unless you’d rather do an adult male’s penis.” Mr. Cage laughed as Adam slowly walked out of that office into his new, horrible life full of shame, spankings, and blow jobs. As for Mr. Cage, he knew Adam would fail enough to justify more horrible rules in six months time. Adam’s life could only get worse until he turned eighteen...or so both Adam and Mr. Cage thought.

Luckily for Adam, they were wrong.

NAME: Adam Nestor

AGE: 11

PUBERTY STAGE: I (small penis)

UNIFORM: Only Sandals allowed. Not allowed to cover up privates.

Medicines Required: Pub-Block (to block development of puberty), Dam-Rub (to avoid any damage to punished areas), Excotol (to stimulate sexual hormones creating constant state of horniness), Rigoro (increases humiliation rather than letting patient get accustomed to it).

REVIEW PERIOD: In 6 months

RULES:

1) Hand Spanking: At least 30 spanking by hand from a different person every day as hard as they want as long as Adam cries by the end. Doesn’t count if it’s a punishment spanking. Non-compliance: 60 spanking by hand from mother at end of day-punishment level hard.

2) Belt Spanking: At least 15 by belt from a unique person every week as hard as they can. Doesn’t count if it’s a punishment spanking. Non-compliance: 30 with the belt on Sunday morning from mother as hard as she can.

3) Dildo Chair: Must sit on a chair with a vibrating dildo turned to on. May be commanded to use spit as lube otherwise can use lubricants. Must sit within five seconds of first attempt. Non-compliance: Forced anally pleasured with a dildo for five minutes with no lube.

4) Daily Blow Job: Must provide oral service to a boy between the age of six and eighteen years old. Must wait a month before being able to ask the same boy. Only counts if Adam asked to suck the boy and if the boy signs. Must swallow any cum. If the boy is in the program they must accept, it must be done in public, and they must sign. If the boy is not in the program the location is up to the boy and it’s up to the boy to sign. Non-compliance: Must deep throat a cop until he climaxes and must swallow any cum.

5) Blow Job Requests: Must fulfill any request by a blow job of any boy between the age of six and eighteen years old. If during the school day, can wait until after school before fulfilling request. May be asked to swallow cum. There are no limits to the number of requests a boy may make a day. Non-compliance: The punishment is up to the boy and may include corporal punishment or temporary rules. Adults may assist in the punishment but may not influence the severity of the punishment as long as it doesn’t lead to permanent injury, hospitalization, and/or death. In addition to the punishment, the boy will be forced to comply.

6) Touching: Anyone can at any time explore and manipulate any part of Adam’s body. Non-compliance: Tied down to ensure exploration and five hits (whether by kicking or punching or flicking a ruler) to the balls.

7) Orgasm Announcement: Must announce when he orgasms loudly. Non-compliance: being forced to masturbate for an hour straight in public.

8) Erect/Soft Request: Upon request by any boy or girl between the ages of six and eighteen, must get erect within two minutes of the request. Likewise upon request by any boy or girl and if erect, must get soft within two minutes of the request. Limits: Not allowed to ask during school hours or while sitting on the dildo chair. Non-compliance: Five strikes to the balls with a penis whip (misses including on the penis don’t count).

9) Orgasm Permission: Must seek permission from any girl between the ages of six and eighteen before having an orgasm – even if being touched by another person OR being forced to masturbate for an hour straight OR being forced to get soft. Non-compliance: Five strikes with a penis whip on the penis (misses including on the balls don’t count) per orgasm. Punishment may wait until after the one hour masturbation punishment.

10) Toilet Rules: Must ask a girl between the age of six and eighteen or mom or female teacher or principal to go to the bathroom and the girl/mom/teacher/principal must hold the penis during piss and must clean the boy after a shit. May only ask mom or female teacher or principal if no girls nearby. Penis must be soft during the pee and may not get hard while the girl holds it. A girl even outside the program may not refuse this request. Non-compliance with asking a girl: Nearby boys will be summoned to pee on the boy’s face, body, and into his mouth which he must swallow any that gets in. Non-compliance with staying soft: Boy’s head must either go into the toilet he peed in while the girl flushes the toilet OR if he failed to get to the toilet must lick it up with his tongue.

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