The Vampire Prince (Part 1)

By Masked Man

Copyright 2022 by Masked Man, all rights reserved

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Note from the editor: This story will occasionally go to dark places, but it’s also heartfelt and I hope you’ll give it a chance.

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BACKGROUND

Somewhere around the 1970s, no country was specified.

CHAPTER 0 The interview

Vicky was happy about her interview today; she just turned 11. She was a very talented young girl, curious, charismatic, and a good writer. Her skills made her work on a "pilot project" as a journalist in a child's magazine.

Unlike the other girls, as a journalist, she could have a closer place in the concert this afternoon.

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The last song was about to end. The crowd, mostly kids, roared while looking into the scenario black shape was spinning fast at the rhythm of the rock music, making a cape float around.

The performer was a preteen boy dressed in a classic Lugosi Dracula suit.

Spinning, spinning fast until feeling dizzy; then some tapping like an undead while his rock band was playing. Dizzy, anyone else trying to do that without practice may fall or stumble with the cape, but he had hours of practice. Such a magical feeling and being fed by his public. His veins were on fire. With a final spin and jump coordinated with the end of the song, he kneeled into a pose that greeted his public.

"That was awesome! I hope mom saw that." But surely she would be busy with other compromises and wasting Konrad's money.

Konrad was 11 years old. A talented rocker boy in the 70s. Blue-eyed and raven hair, contrasting with his milky white skin. That made him perfect for the gothic style he loved. Always dressed very elegantly like a little vampire.

He spent some time signing some autographs, the majority of which were girls.

"Ok, people thank you for coming, but the Vampire Prince is tired and needs some rest..." Pablo an assistant dismissed the crowd and security helped Konrad to retire as they saw things slowly were starting to get out of control.

Pablo was a weird guy with a lot of kinks and an uncommon secret weakness for preteen boys.

"Wow! It's just an autograph. Why do they get as wild as that just for me?" Asked Konrad with total candidness to Pablo.

"Are you stupid?! Why? Because you are beautiful! A delicious little sugar doll!" Pablo thought, not replying, while he was looking at the boy from head to toe.

"What?!" Konrad stopped, confused. He looked down at his suit wondering if something was wrong.

"Nothing, I thought you have something on your cheek." He lied while rubbing his face to get out of this and was happy to have an excuse to touch him.

"My mom is here? Did she see the concert?"

"No, sorry."

"Aww! she never can, she never is present now. I barely see her. Is she...?" Konrad didn't finish the question, but Pablo got that he wanted to know if she was drunk or something worse.

"She had a date, you know with whom... her new boyfriend. It seems this time is serious, soon you may have a new daddy."

"YUCK! are you serious? Not that yerk! I can't stand that guy, anything but him."

"Well, cheer up! You have an interview. She is just a girl your age. It will be fun."

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To Vicky's surprise, Konrad was not as easy as she thought, not that he was arrogant or bigheaded, on contrary; Konrad was shy, introverted, and naive in some ways, not very used to talking to kids his age.

But Vicky was skillful, and after a few questions, the ice was broken, and she was already talking with him as any pair of preteens would do.

"Your clothes are so cool. And you are always dressed that elegantly? You never dress like a normal boy?"

"Well, for me this is normal." He answered bragging and exaggerating a bit. "I try to dress like this whenever I can, I love it"

"You never dress casually? While you are doing sports or resting you don't dress sporty? Just a T-shirt, sneakers, and shorties?"

"Noooo! and I especially hate shorts!"

"Really? Oh! That's a pity, I bet you have a nice pair of legs" She commented teasing him a little bit, considering how small were shorts during the seventies.

"No, I hate shorts, you'll never see me wearing those" He insisted smiling and blushing a bit.

Without giving it more importance, the interview continued cordially talking about his life, music, and other things.

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"How was the interview, Konrad?" Asked Pablo.

"Fine Pablo."

"And do you have a new girlfriend?" he said jokingly, and he couldn't resist the temptation of touching slightly Konrad's sides. Usually, Konrad was not rude, but this went beyond his patience and he wanted to draw a line.

"Don't! I already told you before I hate to be tickled."

"Stupid, arrogant, delicate brat, I barely touched you." Pablo thought in silence, frustrated.

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When the interview was published, Konrad was surprised at how she wrote about that unimportant part of the short pants, and he got the impression that Vicky gave it special importance, which it didn't deserve.

Worse, when his crew read the article, that became a gag among them to tease Konrad about wearing shorties and showing his legs.

CHAPTER 1 New stepfather.

Later Konrad's life changed radically, his mom married.

Unfortunately was the worse decision in her life, she was in deep love with him, but he resulted in a brutal man, a violent abuser, and a woman beater. Soon she was in semi-reclusion and kept isolated.

Konrad realized he was also a womanizer. Even when he was young and naive, Konrad noticed he cheated on his mom with several women, even females from his domestic service.

For Konrad things were no better, his new dad searched for any excuse to abuse and spank him too whenever he could, but he was clever enough to never cross the line causing a serious injury or something like that. His new stepdad had the talent to make his life miserable.

And there was something that annoyed Konrad very much, corporal punishment was still considered acceptable by most people back then. His stepfather was cynical about his abuses of Konrad. The man knew how to present it and most people took it as a good thing as if he was a good man and he cared about his new son's discipline. He was very clever in giving that image.

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Konrad was happy to leave his hell of a house for his rehearsal, elegant dress gothic as a vampire as always.

When he crossed one of the main rooms he found Rita, a young woman from the service, but instead of doing chores, shameless lazy over a sofa looking at the TV.

"Wow! What a big deal you made last night! I could hear your bratty screams in my room" she teased with an evil smile.

"Nooo-nooo please stop. I will be good..." She mimicked his voice.

"How many cane strokes you got last night? No, you cried too much, I bet it was the paddle, it was the paddle?"

Konrad didn't reply, he remained silent red-faced.

When he was about to cross the main door a severe mainly voice stopped him:

"Hey, where are you going?"

"To my rehearsal sir." He replied nervily.

"And why are you dressed like that?"

"I...is... is what I usually wear, sir."

"It's just a rehearsal, not a concert no need to go dressed like a bratty vampire prince, you'll go like a normal kid."

"Rita, bring him..." and the man walked upstairs to the rooms.

Konrad was still in shock ignoring the young woman when she took him totally by surprise feeling a pain in his ear.

"Ouch!" Rita forced him to march in a humiliating way by the ear like a little child. How she dare to do that? she had no right or authority over him.

In his room, the stepdad started to search for clothing from his closet and drawers. Rita did the same but not to search for clothing, just to rummage and snoop in Konrad's things, he was still annoyed with her for being walked by the ear.

"Stop witch... don't touch my stuff..." he thought with frustration.

"Strip! Stay in your underwear, ready to dress when I find you the right clothes." His stepdad commanded.

That took him totally by surprise. His stepdad couldn't be asking him to strip and remain almost nude in front of Rita. He remained to wait at any moment for Rita to leave his room or for his stepdad to ask her to go, but that didn't happen.

Rita was at first as surprised as him, she didn't expect that either. She knew how shy Konrad was and guessed he didn't want her to look.

"Move young man, strip!" Rita ordered him while touching bossy his shoulder with her finger.

"How do you dare?" Konrad thought considering she had no right to give him orders.

"We are hurry you are going to be late... strip, in your undies now," She told enjoying the power over him, he remained frustrated and furious with her.

"Konrad, you heard her" The powerful voice of his dad forced him to finally move.

Defeated, and blushing, Konrad obeyed slowly, removing his cape, coat, and shoes, but froze in his pants."

"Those ones too" Rita ordered smiling and noticing his predicament.

More slowly than with his other garments, finally, he remained just in his undies. He sat in the bed waiting red-faced.

His dad decided and placed his clothes choices over the bed, he knew the option will not be his liking but this... a ridiculously tight t-shirt imprinted with a stupid childish image.

But the worst of all, some jeans were cut as short shorts, not leaving anything to the imagination as usual back then.

The shorts were bad by themselves, but more for Vicky's article and the gag everyone did over this. He couldn't, under any circumstances, use that for rehearsal; he would be the mockery.

"Sir,... for... for my rehearsal I need spacious bags and the shorts have no bags... could I wear these pants instead?" Konrad risked giving it a try with the best submissive tone he could and pretending to not give importance to the shorts.

It worked! His stepdad looked undecided, and Konrad's request sounded reasonable.

"Don't pay attention, sir! Is not that, it's well-known Konrad hates shorts, so that's just an excuse." Rita interfered.

"SHUT UP! Witch!" Konrad thought.

"No sir... really.... the bags...."

"Konrad, I am about to count to ten, and if I don't see by then a spoiled brat dressed and wearing those shorts...." He ended the phrase by starting to remove his belt.

"1...2....3...." The man started to count.

In a very funny way, Konrad dressed desperately as fast as he could, the man began to count slowly... but he cheated and made the speed so almost, Konrad was almost dressed but failed for a bit when 10 was reached.

Konrad was held rudely by the arm, *FUISHH... FUISH...."

The man whipped with his belt aiming at his bare thighs and butt, yes it hurt a lot but Konrad received much worse from him from time to time, at the moment it was more the humiliation of being punished in front of Rita that was enjoying looking him forced "dance" and jump. When it was over his face was red and tearful.

"And I want you to obey Pablo in everything he says, the slight bad report from him and you will be very sorry this night..." Konrad started to walk again outside to his rehearsal.

"Oh, and I want a normal child in this house, we will not see a spoiled fancy vampire prince anymore, just a simple brat in short pants showing his bare white thighs for a long time." the man sentenced.

CHAPTER 2 Rehearsal

When he arrived at the rehearsal it was as bad as he imagined.

"Uuuuuuh!" A chorus screamed cheering, mocking the surprise of looking at him in his new "normal boy" looks.

"Nice legs kid"; "Cute thighs Konrad"... were the kind of infuriating teasing comments he kept hearing all morning.

It was common to see a kid of Konrad's age wearing short shorts in that era. But because of his well-known declaration of refusing to wear them, joking and teasing him was natural. A couple of them even had the daring to give him a playful smack over Konrad's bare thighs.

Fortunately, things calmed slowly, they got bored of teasing him and everyone started to work in the rehearsal. After some work, they took a break.

*CLICK* He heard the sound of a camera, and as an unpleasant surprise, it was Vicky. He didn't dislike the girl, but he didn't want to be seen as such for what they talked about in the last interview.

"Hey, Konrad! How are you?.... Hey so finally you dress like..." She didn't end the phrase amused and surprised, her eyes moved down to his shorts and she smiled, clearly amused to look at him wearing that garment. Both remained silent for a moment.

"Hey Vicky, sweety, come here to this room for the interview. You will be more comfortable here" Called her Pablo very nicely and politely from the entrance of a small room.

"And you Konrad, hurry! Move those milky girly legs here!" Pablo commanded rudely.

It was a small warehouse. Inside just 2 comfy chairs in front of each other. Vicky sat on the smaller one, Pablo on the other, and Konrad started to think about moving boxes to sit on. But suddenly Pablo pulled him firmly from his hips, making him sit over Pablo's legs like a little child.

Dominant, Pablo placed an arm around Konrad's belly holding him tight in his position. His other hand moved low to touch his bare thigh.

The interview started with the usual questions about Konrad's music and projects, curiously even when Konrad was the interviewee, uncomfortable after all this he remained silent and Pablo took the lead, more than happy to receive attention from a journalist even if she was just a young girl. Then the girl wanted to focus on Konrad's personal life:

"I see he is not wearing the nice vampire clothing he used all the time...."

"Yes, he will only wear those now for concerts or important events. His new dad is a good man who is worried about his education. He is very strict and wants to give his son the message that he is a normal child, nothing special, and as a normal kid he should be treated."

"Really?!" Vicky commented amused, and she asked curiously:

"So you are treated now as a 'normal kid' Konrad?"

This time the question was directed to him, she had an evil smile waiting for an answer. He wanted to reply but noticed mocking malice and double sense in her question, and naively didn't understand what she wanted to know.

But Pablo got it, and he replied:

"Yes. He gets a good one from time to time. His new dad loves him and he is concerned about his education. He was very spoiled, so his dad has a lot of work to do to straighten him out, which means a lot of spanking."

"Konrad? Are you spanked now by your new dad? And do you cry?" Vicky asked with a mixture of teasing and morbidity.

"Eh... no I don't...." He lied blushing.

"Of course he does. He was delicate and not used to the discipline he urgently needed, so he cries and makes a big deal. Actually, last night he misbehaved and earned a good one, well deserved, and he made a big deal as if he was a five-year-old."

"So you cry a lot, Konrad?... Yes, he was spoiled I remember he told me that definitely, he will never use shorts."

"He made a big deal about it in the morning, he made a tantrum and disobeyed his dad wearing his vampire costume, and a friend had no other choice but to carry him by the ear..."

Konrad was shocked and angered hearing that twist and exaggeration of the truth. But it became worse.

"He threw a fit, 'Nooo I am not going to wear those! I hate short shorts!', even pushed and threw things; finally, he got what he needed; his dad used his belt and that solved the issue like a charm and he wore what he was told to use."

Vicky and Pablo laughed while Konrad looked like a tomato.

"You know, Konrad, I am glad that your new dad is strict with you and gives you the spankings you deserve. Also, since he forces you to wear shorts, you have a pair of beautiful legs to show up." She told with a mocking smile and sentenced with an evil tone:

"I am going to publish a reminder about how you told me you'd never wear shorts and how you are forced now to use them, along with some nice pictures of your lovely legs, also about how bratty you are and how your new dad needs to spank you and you cry a lot."

Konrad was the coolest boy ever Vicky known, so handsome, a rocker, and always with his fancy vampire attire. But after hearing Pablo's half-lies and exaggerations, his new attire, that shirt with a silly childish image, made her look Konrad under other light.

"He looked so grown and mature the first time I interviewed him, look at him now just a little kiddie."

Pablo was too horny after keep caressing Konrad's soft leg. Vicky's comment made him dare to do something he had done before:

"Yes he loves to make think he is a grownup already, but he is just a little I can sho...."

"No, not that...." Konrad reacted by taking Pablo off guard, got up, and ran towards the half-open door. Pablo reacted, but Konrad's surprise escape gave him a slight advantage.

But Vicky was sitting nearest to the door and kicked it to close it. It was still unlocked, but that entertained Konrad enough to allow Pablo to get him. He was lifted easily and carried like a toddler back to Pablo's legs as some moments earlier.

"No Pablo, not in front of her..."

Konrad's ankles were caught between Pablo's legs. Pablo held one of her wrists with one hand. Pablo knew how to control Konrad easily, but this time he screwed up. Konrad was fighting fiercely, and Pablo was having trouble controlling his other wrist and his shirt at the same time. Vicky watched her goofy struggle, grinning with amusement.

Vicky interfered again. She held Konrad's wrist until Pablo took it and finally had both of his wrists in one hand. He forced Konrad's arms up and, with his other hand, started to lift his shirt until he had Konrad's milky torso exposed.

Pablo started to slide his finger across his side upper ribs, tickling him slightly. Konrad giggled and laughed nervy more in anticipation of a full tickle attack by Pablo.

Back then, kids didn't receive education against "abuse" as they do today, and Vicky was still young and innocent. Yet she was smart and felt something odd and creepy was happening with this Pablo guy. However, she was very curious and loved anything that sounded bad and forbidden.

"Another fun fact, as any little kid he is very ticklish and can't stand it. Hates to be tickled" To prove it, Pablo slid one of his fingers into his bare ribs, forcing Konrad to laugh.

"Ok you little bratty devil, stop being a nuisance. Are going to be a good boy and cooperate?" Pablo slid his finger this time harder and didn't stop

"Yyyyessss... yessssss.." replied Konrad submit.

"Yes, what?" Pablo was still sliding his finger unsatisfied.

"Yes, siiiiiir! I'll be goo... good little boy siiir! promise siiiiir!" That was enough, Pablo stopped, and Konrad yielded submit becoming limp.

Pablo moved and stretched a little his torso, showing Vicky one of Konrad's armpits.

"Look check this well, soft and still smooth like a baby, he hates people to see he is still a little boy" While showing his armpit, Pablo rubbed his finger slightly causing a small giggle.

"This is so odd! What a creepy guy!" Vicky thought while smiling, not scared and very curious and fascinated by this forbidden situation.

"Remember you promised to be good and behave, or I am going to tickle you" Pablo warned him.

"As you see a silly child who can't stand to be tickled. Is not that right Konrad?"

"Yeeees..... yes siir.... yes siiir hate be tickled.... siiiiir..." Konrad tried to search again for the right sentence to please Pablo but he didn't stop.

"Do you tickle him often?" Vicky asked very amusedly, looking at Konrad, still tickled.

"...Give up... give up..." Konrad's face was red and grimacing, still trying to search for the right phrase to please Pablo.

"Now and then, and he always makes a big deal..."

Then the room filled with a loud high-pitched girly laugh, when Pablo started to tickle him, this time for real.

CHAPTER 3 Pavel the Orphan.

Living as a little urchin in a European capital in the XIX century was tough. Pavel had had a lot of adventures to survive and was a tough eleven-year-old. After a long and dramatic story, he will now be adopted by a noble and rich family.

For the family, Pavel was very lovable. Even when the streets were tough, he still had a good and noble nature. Besides, he was a beautiful child with long angelic blond hair.

The only bad thing was his new foster sister, Annia, about 2 years younger, spoiled and arrogant. For some reason, she disliked him. She had already caused him very serious problems and misunderstandings. He was afraid that with his new life he would have many unpleasant situations with her, and the antipathy was mutual and strong.

He was so happy, full of gratitude, lovely, and docile with his beautiful new mom. Of course, he wanted to be good and send the message to his new parents that they made the right choice in adopting him, so he was going to behave like an angel.

His new mom gave him a small tour of the big and elegant mansion, and they ended up in a big kitchen. A scary, very big, fat woman, like a mountain, was working there.

"Pavel, this is Nadine. Her family has worked for us for generations and has our complete trust."

"Nice to meet you ma'am" Pavel introduced himself, trying to look as polite as he could and give a good impression.

"Okay, I have a tea party later. Pavel, stay here and do as Nadine tells you," his new mother told him before leaving him with the great woman.

Nadine gave him a treat. He sat there while eating it, looking around everything with curiosity in the big and elegant kitchen. Uninterested in Nadine's chores, she was heating water and filling it in a big tin container

"Ok Pavel, strip, I am going to give you a bath!" The scary woman commanded with determination.

"No, ma'am... thank you... I can myself... later..." He answered nervously and stammered, taken by surprise. Even as a street kid, he had a lot of dignity and was shy by nature. Being bathed by a strange woman he had just met would be very humiliating.

"Pavel, be a good boy and obey, strip now!!!" She guessed he was bashful and was searching for a way out. But she was determined in her duty.

He had no way out. He still had his baggy and oversized street clothes. He removed them slowly and blushed. He skillfully tried to show as little of his body as he could and always hid his private parts. revealing a very slender white body, almost skinny. He was about to climb to the tin container slowly with the same care to protect his privacy, but suddenly, he didn't know he could fly, the big woman lifted him effortlessly and placed him in the tub.

Fortunately, the container allowed him to protect his privacy, so he remained there waiting, sitting, and with his hands never stopping protecting his parts, with the soapy water, there was no need.

"I know you are so shy, but it is no big deal. You are still just a child. And I warn you, I will be very, very thorough. When the masters return, they will find the cleanest, cutest little boy in the world!"

Even when the tub and water were covering his privacy, he felt so uncomfortable and exposed. He wanted to get over this as fast as possible. And what if Annia suddenly decides to go there and find him in that humiliating situation? That would be unbearable.

After that scary thought, just as if he had invoked the devil, she was there!

Their eyes crossed in shock. Annia quickly recovered, noticing his predicament and embarrassment. A very wicked smile formed in her mouth and she slowly approached him.

"Well, well look what we have here... is little Pavel... nudie... and very shy and embarrassed..."

The girl got close and took a long look inside the container, then laughed. She could not see anything with the soapy water. It was more of a show to tease him.

Then she took a chair and sat with a mocking smile, crossing her arms, giving him the message she would stay looking at his embarrassing bath and he couldn't do anything about it!

Chapter 4 Deceived and betrayed.

"What is this obnoxious imp doing here?! That bitch promised me Massia would not be present while filming this scene. That bitch! Liar!" Marek was thinking furious.

Vicky was doing an article about a children's movie, a corny Dickensian story about an orphan in the Victorian Era. Being smart, snooping, and gossiping, she had already collected interesting things:

The main child actors, 11-year-old Marek and 9-year-old Massia had already worked together and were good friends, but something strange happened while filming this movie. Their characters, Pavel and Annia, were antagonists, and for a strange phenomenon, the antipathy of their characters slowly translated to real life, and now they couldn't stand each other.

Vicky had no permission to be there, but nosy and curious, loving to be in forbidden places, she infiltrated. No one told her anything or kicked her out. She even dared to move next to the director and stay there to hear her while she was talking to an assistant:

"Marek made a big deal out of it, and he didn't want to do this scene. He's too shy, but it's not a big deal. He's just a child, and no one will mind a candid scene. And as a child, he had no say in the matter. After talking with the parents, it seems they 'convinced' him...." In her tone, the director gave the idea that Marek was spanked or something.

"He was still reluctant. He especially begged me to not include Massia while filming this. I needed Massia for this scene, but this was good, I promised, and I got what I wanted: a genuine and realistic surprise reaction when Pavel was caught by Annia."

"That bitch! that bitch promised me!" Marek was considering standing up and leaving the scene, but he was naked, and at the moment, the tub was a perfect cover, so he was trapped there.

He was considering protesting and screaming something to ruin the scene.

"Hmmmf" He moaned, and his thoughts were interrupted when, to his surprise, the actress playing Nadine washed his face and hair very rudely and painfully with a coarse sponge.

Then she took his wrist, lifted his arm, and started to wash his sides. Angry and rebellious, he tried to pull his arm down.

Effortlessly, the strong woman forced his wrist up again and kept it there. Then, carelessly, she rubbed his ribs and armpit with the sponge. Marek struggled... Finally, he let out an involuntary, loud, and high-pitched laugh.

The director was satisfied that a dumb, childish laugh would make the scene more candid and funny.

He didn't have time to continue plotting a rebellion. He was surprised again by a bucket of cold water, and then, like a feather, she lifted, carried him, and sat, placing Marek in her belly to dry him with a big towel. With all that, Marek didn't lose focus. He was so worried about Massia not seeing him that he managed to cover himself well while he was carried.

A tough fight started between Marek and the big actress.

"Bitch! Let me go! I don't want to keep doing this fucking scene!..." Marek thought as he tried to stand, but she was strong enough to keep him in place.

Another conspiracy among the women ignored by Marek was that the actress playing Nadine was a good acquaintance of Massia's mom. For some reason, during a casual chat, she mentioned that little Massia had never seen a boy's genitals. Still, with the sexual aperture of the sixties still present in the seventies, that was considered positive and educational for children, and since Marek was still just 11 and a "little boy", there would be nothing wrong or with malice in all this. Marek was perfect for the task. So the actress plotted with the mom to use the scene in that endeavor, and the director agreed and had no problem as long as that would not ruin the scene.

They even talked with Marek's mom, and, with friendly empathy for the women, she agreed. It was an adult women's agreement, and, as a little boy, Marek had no say in the matter.

"No bitch, not that, don't dare..." Marek noted with panic how she pretended to move the towel to uncover his hips. He kicked and moved his hands to keep the towel in place. The struggle turned fierce.

Later in the edition, the camera will only show his upper body, so the spectators will not see anything creepy. Looking at his upper body was just like a silly, innocent scene of a bratty child making a big deal because he didn't like being bathed.

Even with the actress's strength, Marek made it difficult for her to uncover him without ruining the scene and without making it look natural. He was determined, kicked, and used all his strength in his arms to keep the towel down.

In a subtle and unnoticeable way, below the towel, she used her hand to pinch his nose and also to put her fingers inside his mouth. Marek was surprised and lost focus for a moment. Feeling pain as a fast reaction, he moved both arms up to move away from the actress's hand from his face.

He quickly realized his mistake and tried to move his arms back down. Too late! She was ready and held his arms fast to keep them up.

Vicky noticed his struggle to cover himself. Being curious and loving to see what was forbidden, she was curious in her morbidity to see Marek's private parts.

Massia laughed, looking at Marek kicking funny. With his arms being held up, he could only kick desperately... Meanwhile, the actress kept doing the scene, drying him and rubbing his head roughly with the towel.

Marek felt tired, not only physically but also morally; all this had been too much, and he also wanted to stop the painful rubbing in his head that started to feel unbearable. So he gave in! Finally, he didn't care to be seen by Massia or anyone! He remained limp, and as he expected, the actress took the message and stopped the painful rubbing, and continued with care to not hurt him while pretending to dry him. When edited, the spectators will not notice anything of this drama.

Finally, Vicky could take the opportunity to take a good look at Marek's privates. She was disappointed. She wanted to see something more "forbidden", big and hairy, but she just saw something hairless, small, unimportant, no different than babies she had seen before, a hairless little worm with a tiny sack below. Still naive, she ignored another factor, the effect of the cold water.

Marek had his sight blinded with his head covered by the towel, but even when yielding, he felt so exposed and imagined Massia was there looking at everything.

"Behave Pavel and cooperate; I am looking at you." Massia giggled. Since he was blind at the moment, to make known to Marek that she was there and looking at everything.

"Hmmmf ... I go...." He thought. Massia's teasing made Marek angry and rebel for a moment, and struggled. But immediately he was punished with some painful rubs. He got the message and yielded limp again. In addition, the actress started to accommodate and reposition Marek.

She turned him in front of Massia "You stay still and behave, we are almost done, yes Annia is in front of you watching so be good" She even dared to open slightly his legs, but he remained limp and any try to move could be rewarded with a subtle but painful rub in his head.

For the first time, Massia took the opportunity to take a curious look at the private parts of Marek. The actress positioned him so that she had a clear view of everything.

"Pavel, be good and cooperate. What a shame. Remember, I am watching you...." Massia used a very annoying, irritating tone, with a clear double sense to let Marek know how she was looking at everything and he couldn't do a thing about it.

The actress positioned Marek, standing on the floor. He thought it was over and desperately tried to grab the towel to have something to cover. But in a fast and strong move, the actress removed it away from him, leaving him completely nude with his hands covering his front.

*SMACK* The actress gave him a sound slap on his butt, "now go Pavel to your room and wait for me... move, fast..."

Marek knew the mindset of the director. Surely she wanted a candid shot of his butt while running. No way! She couldn't get away with it!

But he was standing nude without any clothing. So the only way out was to do what the director wanted. He started running away in a funny, humiliating way to his dressroom to find some clothing, showing his butt to the camera.

"UUUH! shame, shame! Look at those tasty couple of sugar buns!" Massia screamed at him.

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Later, Marek was already dressed, sulky in a bad mood after that terrible experience. He wanted to be alone, but Massia and Vicky approached him.

"Well, well, look what we have here... is little Pavel... nudie... and very shy and embarrassed... and shame, shame! We saw everything! His white buns, and his tiny little pee-pee." Massia teased, repeating her lines as Annia and adding an improvised part at the end.

Marek knew any kind of physical response against a younger girl would earn him severe punishment and the spanking of his life by his parents. So he could only swallow his anger and try to ignore her. But his face revealed how much Massia's words annoyed him. He remained serious in silence. Massia remained looking at him with a grin, enjoying his discomfort. And then she kept pushing:

"No, I don't want to do the scene I refuse..." Massa made a parody mimicking him.

"But your sister told me that your dad spanked you! And you had to do the scene nudie... Haha!"

"Ok, but don't let Massia be there while filming, I will not do it if she is present." Massia mimicked him again.

"Guess what shy boy? I saw you! I saw you nudie, everything! ha-ha! Your white buns and your tiny little pee-pee..."

"...and also Vicky saw you too! ha-ha!"

That surprised Marek. He ignored that part. It could be, but maybe Massia was just teasing him.

"Liar! Vicky was not there!" Marek said.

Vicky knew she should shut up and not interfere, but she was just a young girl, and as a little journalist, proud to brag that she was there, where she was not supposed to be, she couldn't resist.

"Of course, I was there. I saw your thin, white, naked body struggling as it was dried."

Now Marek knew, almost certainly to his sorrow, that Vicky was there too. Still, just to say something, he retorted:

"Liar! You were not there!"

That was it! Vicky didn't want to interfere between those two and just enjoy watching them fight, but Marek ignored that he touched a fiber, as a little journalist being called a liar was something which offended her a lot.

"I saw your thin body trying to cover yourself, but it didn't matter, we all saw your baby tiny birdie... then we saw you running ridiculously showing your round white buttie..."

Marek remained silent blushing and humiliated. When their sights crossed Vicky smiled at him and continued:

"Well, well, look what we have here... is little Pavel... nudie... and very shy and embarrassed... He didn't want it, but even I saw him nudie too, his tiny little birdie... and his delicious couple of sugar buns." Vicky repeated Massia's lines with her own addition at the end.


CHAPTER 5 A difficult day.

Konrad's hard life with his new stepdad continued to get worse and worse, the discipline more severe. As always, he didn't hurt him or cause him an injury to be in trouble with the authorities, and if that was not the case, physical discipline was acceptable back then.

The way his stepfather administrated those were very effective and broke Konrad's spirit easily. Konrad was good and well-behaved by nature, but with that severe discipline, he became extremely docile.

His mother was taken away from him. But he already saw her a little when he became a star. Alcoholic, she only did social activities and wasted his money, and then he saw her even less when she married. So being honest there was not much of a change for him.

She was hospitalized, pretexting a psychiatric or emotional problem or something. Konrad suspected it was all a plot by his stepdad to get rid of her.

It infuriated Konrad how cynic was his stepfather, now he had more of the door open to flirt and to have other women, while in theory, he was still married to his mom.

Right now, his new conquest was a teen maid, Margarita, just 17, and the younger cousin of Rita. He was more than an employee; his stepfather was really into her, and she was treated like a girlfriend, with expensive gifts.

Konrad couldn't stand Margarita. It was frustrating for Konrad to see the hard-earned money from his hard work wasted by his stepfather on women, and worse, a woman like Margarita.

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That day, Konrad was tired after a hard morning with a rehearsal, but worse, in his "normal kid" speech, his stepdad wanted him to be busy and do some chores like any kid of his age.

He usually had Rita and Pablo in charge of him, and instead of letting him rest, Pablo ordered him to wash the cars. They have some big, fancy ones, all of them the product of Konrad's money. It was a difficult task keeping them clean.

Meanwhile, Pablo was sitting in the garden near the garage looking at Konrad, in a beach chair comfy relaxing, and drinking a beer.

"Hurry! I'll report your behavior to your dad later, you slacked around too much in the rehearsal to receive 3 from the cane, I warn you if I don't see those cars shiny and polished as new from the agency you will get 4 more, and much worse if you don't finish."

Tired as he was, he made a big effort to keep the cars as clean as he could. Fortunately, when he was done Pablo looked satisfied, he thought he finally could rest a little and forget about everything.

"Ok kid, remove that shirt, shoes, and socks too, stay only in your shorts and sit here."

"No Pablo please, don't tickle me! I hate it! And I am too tired not really in the mood!"

"Stop arguing! I don't want to run to and catch you, if that's so you'll see the report your dad will get later and you'll get a good paddling. You pick the easy or hard way, and yes I will be tough tickling you today."

With tears on his face he obeyed, but Pablo was merciless and would not let go of the opportunity to use the power over Konrad to satisfy his main kink. Konrad hated to be tickled by Pablo. If he wanted to run Pablo would chase and catch him easily anyway, and will lie and give a bad report to his stepfather. What a way to end his tough day! As a mere tickle toy of this pervert.

Pablo had all the fun he wanted until he was bored. For Konrad it was as bad or more as Pablo had warned, his face red and tearful, unable to stand anymore when Pablo was just like in the half.

He got inside the mansion, and before walking inside, he rubbed and cleaned his shoes very carefully. But it was useless, as he got in, he felt a pain in his ear, and dragged a step back to the entrance.

"Hey! where are you going? You can't go inside like that." Rita blamed him shaking painfully his ear.

The truth, it was no big deal, and he cleaned his shoes well, but Rita couldn't let go of the opportunity to feel important and used her authority to demean and humiliate Konrad.

Konrad removed his shoes, and like a doll, Rita proceeded to strip him, leaving him semi-nude, just in socks and tight briefs.

By this point, Rita even had seen him even nude and everything witnessing some of his spankings from time to time, so being seen in underwear by Rita was not a big deal, and Konrad didn't care anymore used to it. Rita also had no curiosity about it.

Still, it was fun for Rita to walk him half-naked around the house. She knew that Konrad hated it; he was used to most of the employees seeing him in his underwear, but new employees were being fired and hired all the time, especially women. And it was fun for Rita to see his reaction, still very embarrassed if they came across a new servant, and at this moment a very young one had just arrived.

Rita took him with authority by the arm and walked him on a route where purposely she knew "accidentally" they would find the new young maid of just 14 and the youngest in the service, too young and undeveloped even for his stepdad's tastes and interests.

"Camila, Do you understand your duties? Have doubts? Remember to prepare the tea as I told you and give it to the boss around 9, he will be in his studio, you know already where it is..." Rita continued with a boring long list of indications.

Rita and Konrad noted how Camila wanted to be subtle, but clearly, she had a lot of curiosity for Konrad. Her eyes moved clearly to him with curiosity while hearing Rita. That made Konrad feel very uncomfortable.

"Oh! what nice earrings you have..." Now Rita lingered with menial talk.

"Are you done parakeet? I want to go now!" Konrad thought.

"Can we go now, Rita?"

He knew it was better to shut up and wait, but he was very moody after his tough day.

"OUCH!" Her reply was to take his ear and pull it.

"Stay quiet and wait until I finish to give instructions to Camila, be patient and stop being a nuisance."

"Is not that him Konrad, the Vampire Prince? I love some of his songs and have his last record." Finally, Camila took the opportunity to relieve her curiosity and ask.

"Yes, he is, but you will be disappointed. He is just a silly and annoying little boy, nothing special."

"He was so arrogant, unmannered, and spoiled before his new dad, an unbearable brat, he needed urgently a lot of discipline" Rita lied and exaggerated.

"Fortunately, his new dad loves him, and he is making a lot of effort to give him the discipline he needs. But he is a tough case and gives the poor man a lot of head pains."

"Explain to Camila how are you punished?"

Konrad remained silent, red-faced, and very humiliated. Rita knew well his sensitive points and how to make him feel embarrassed.

"OUCH!" She grabbed his ear again pulling up.

"Don't be rude to Camila and reply to my question"

"OUCH! My dad spanks me with the belt... OUCH!"

"And what else?"

"OUCH! and I get the cane OUCH number of hits are added depending on behavior OUCH... and I get the paddle too..."

"What's the one you hate the most? Do you cry?" Asked Rita still pulling, even more, forcing him to reply.

"The paddle, the paddle... I cry a lot" Finally Rita let his ear go.

"He makes a big deal and cries as a little child, especially with the paddle, it helps him a lot, and his behavior has improved. Still, not enough, he can't help to stay away from trouble and keep being a nuisance, we can't take away our eyes off him for a moment. You just saw it, annoying impatient, and interrupting our chat, no manners."

"But I know what it is, he doesn't like to be seen in his undies and he is embarrassed to be seen like this by you... just look how he blushes and he is red-faced. Like if someone would care to see a silly little child in tighty-whities."

"Really? Are you embarrassed because I am looking at you in undies? Perhaps I should go or you should let him go Rita." Camila commented, concerned, with empathy for Konrad but actually making him feel worse.

"Of course not, as I told you is not big deal, and his dad is worried that we teach him to not be so whiny, to be a well-mannered little boy, to be patient."

Both looked amused at Konrad's face for a moment, as tomato and he wished to be swallowed by the earth.

"Besides is his fault, no matter how he is warned to behave, boys would be boys, and this naughty child was playing in the garden making a mess, then he wanted to walk into the house leaving a disaster behind. Fortunately, I got him in time at the entrance, he is such a pain."

"And Camila, by instructions of his father he is not the boss, just a mere child, you should not obey him. Is the other way around, if you are ever busy and want an extra hand, he must help you, his father doesn't want him to be lazy."

"If you hear him crying and spanked don't feel sorry for him, that will happen very often. As I told you, he is a hard case, and spanking has proven to be positive for him; he cries and makes a big deal; but be sure his father loves him and if he is spanked is because he did something that deserves it."

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Finally, he was in his room and dressed in elegant pajamas. He was so tired, physically and mentally, and didn't want to know a thing.

But he still had to go to his stepfather and hear the report of the day. He didn't want to but trying to ignore it will make it worse. He knew he just earned 3 strokes from the cane that day, and with luck, he will be so entertained with Margarita that his stepfather will let him pass with the cane.

He walked down, and as he expected, he found him in an isolated, comfy corner in one of the main rooms, on a sofa kissing and caressing Margarita, both giggling and whispering tender words to each other and drinking expensive wine.

Both were like that since the morning, lazy, giving themselves the good life in his mansion, wasting his money, while he worked so hard to earn it and had to endure this horrible day.

"Coff! Coff!" He waited, until impatient, he decided to cough to call his attention.

"Oh! Konrad, let's see how you did today... 3 strokes for the rehearsal.... 4 more because Pablo told me you had a bad attitude with him today... and the same goes for what Rita told me... so it's 11 in total. So go up, have the cane ready and at hand for me, I want to see you bared, ready and in position when I go up... or it's the paddle."

That broke Konrad's heart he expected just 3 strokes; Konrad was tired and wanted to rest, but he will be so entertained with Margarita that surely Konrad will have to wait a lot until he decides to go.

"That's not fair, I was good and did all that they told me.. really sir I worked so hard today and I had a good attitude."

"That's not what I heard from them. You know the rules, no discussion about your strokes, you just earned 4 more... 15 in total."

Poor Konrad was pushed to the limit, and a pout of anger and frustration formed on his face.

"That's not fair! I work so hard... all here is mine, and you are here lazy goofing with your women, wasting my money... I obey everything I am told, had a rehearsal, washed the cars, and had to stand Pablo's creepy games, and what is my reward? 15 strokes that I don't deserve, it is so unfair!"

Some tears started to roll from Konrad's face, still very angry but now mixed with fear. His dad looked at him with a severe sight.

For his stepfather, he crossed the line in many ways. So many offenses in those few words. He dared to back talk, he was disrespectful, argued about his punishments, and he dared to call him lazy.

And the 2 worse, he insulted one of his girlfriends, and the worst crime of all, he blamed him for his money. He couldn't let that go, he had to be very severe.

"Ok! you get it now! If you think those 15 strokes are unfair for today, you'll get those tomorrow, plus the ones you earn. Today you are going to be paddled, and it will be the paddling of your life, ... you will be very sorry"

That finally totally broke Konrad.

"Noooo! You can't! I don't want it! I refuse!"

"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SPANK ME!"

"I can't take it anymore... can't take more of your spankings, I hate you! I hate my life!"

"Hey! Pablo, Paaablo!" The stepfather screamed for help as Konrad ran away. Pablo was upstairs and running downstairs, still far from the pursuit.

Konrad reached the door while opening it almost gave him the chance for his stepfather to get him but he escaped for a little, and Konrad was outrunning him. But Pablo was younger and faster, faster than Konrad.

In the garden, Konrad ran for the entrance, but he knew the gate will be locked. So he ran around the wall knowing the lower points.

He climbed the wall easily like an ape with panic and adrenaline helping him. But when he was half of the way up, a hand took his ankle and pulled his body down.

"NOOO! Noooo! leave me, I don't want to be paddled, I cannot take it, I don't want to be here anymore...." He cried and fought, while Pablo submitted him and carried him. Soon the stepfather was there to help Pablo.

"Nooo! please don't paddle me..."

Now, both men could relax. Konrad was still struggling, squirming, trying to kick and get free. But for both men together, it was so easy to carry him back to the mansion.

"Nooo! please, don't spank me not the paddle, I'll be good don't paddle me."

By now with all the scandal all employees in the mansion were aware and curious looking at the drama.

"I want to go... I hate being spanked... I don't want to be spanked anymore... not the paddle please..."

He was still struggling, his face red and tearful, with a ridiculous pout.

"Yes, young man, you will be spanked whenever you need it and you'll get the paddle this night... and the one of your life like never before."

Struggling in both men's arms, with his pout he looked ridiculous. Like an unmannered 3-year-old in a tantrum and out of control. But even when he was panicked and resisting with all his might, he was carried easily by the stepfather and Pablo without any effort.

This will be funny gossip for a long time, and an annoying gag for everyone to tease Konrad.

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A noisy child whimpering could be heard upstairs echoing in the corridor from one of the rooms.

As was expected, the stepfather was merciless and severe like never before.

He was over his stepfather OTK, totally bare-assed in a very indignant position.

"Stop squirming brat! I will spank you even harder, so much a big deal and we are just starting" The stepfather told while continuing to paddle him.

Usually, the stepfather did the punishment alone. But this time Pablo was helping, holding Konrad's wrists preventing him to cover.

They stopped for some moments, and the stepfather let rest Konrad too, not for mercy, on contrary, he didn't want to hurt him seriously and administered the punishment, also a psychological game, and each time they rested and restarted, the pain was worse.

They heard a knock on the door, Margarita came in, and she asked the stepfather if he finished. She was wearing very sensual night clothing.

"Hmmm... you look delicious, wait for me in the room, I am busy, so it still will take me some time."

"BUUU! BUUU!" Her eyes moved to Konrad, and he couldn't help to keep crying in front of her. he hated to be seen in that state in front of Margarita, he hated her, she was the cause of all this.

"Look, look what we have here... the vampire prince... our little escapist..." Teased Margarita

"Noooo, nooo! don't spank me, I hate to be spanked...." Margarita teased with a parody.

"Look at me!" Margarita ordered him with authority, Konrad submissive lying nude in his stepfather's legs raised his head obeying "BUUUU!" whimpering, red-faced.

She continued blaming him in an irritating motherly tone:

"You are just a rude and unmannered brat! I am glad to see you bare-assed and getting what you deserve, your father is a good man and is going to give you all the spankings you deserve"

After that night Konrad was even more docile, never dared to backtalk to his stepfather again, and less to have the rebellious show that he did.

CHAPTER 6 Camila: no secrets.

Camila liked Konrad and felt sympathy for him. Even when Rita told him to not do it, the 14-year-old girl liked to help and attended to him with pleasure if she saw the chance, she knew he worked hard and was tired often.

But she didn't feel sorry for his spankings or see him as a victim. For Camila, like any kid from the 60s and 70s, being spanked by your parents was a fact of life and she believed all the speeches by others that it was good for him.

Camila was busy polishing some silver in one of the main rooms, and Konrad was lying on a sofa resting after a hard morning of recording, and photos for the cover.

Camila was nice and took the time to prepare him a juice that he was enjoying drinking.

"Camila! What did I tell you? Do not spoil him! Do not let him boss you! Do you feel you have free time? so I can give you more chores?" Rita Blamed her, pretending to be angry.

"No... I..."

Camila was scared and surprised, Rita always had been nice to her and it was the first time Rita scolded her, she didn't know how to react.

"It's not your fault, Camila; it's this sneaky brat. Why do you bother her and waste her time? You know that your dad doesn't like you to be treated like a little prince and less to annoy the employees." Rita looked at Korad, arms crossed, and trying to make the best stern face she could.

"OUCH!" Rita walked him by the ear to one of the corners,

"No! Oh no please, not that not in front of Camila, I'll die" Konrad thought in silence.

"Raise your arms" When he obeyed, she removed his undershirt.

"You know, arms up, hands on your head, and you keep them there, poor of you if you move them away!"

"No please!" Konrad thought as Rita unbuttoned and unzipped his pants with familiarity and pulled them down, leaving him in his undies, looking silly and cornered like a punished 4 years old.

"is ok Camila just watch him while you finish with the silver, and tell me if he moves the slightest"

"Noooo! Please, not that" Thought Konrad in panic, he thought it was over but he felt Rita's hands over his briefs' waistband.

"HMMMMF!" He was so mortified that he couldn't help to make a little moan in protest.

"Yes, young man. So embarrassing! Camila will be looking at your bare butt. But you will stay there still until your father comes, and poor of you if you move."

*SMACK* She ended up giving him a noisy smack.

"Raise your foot... Now the other one...."

Still not satisfied, Rita kneeled and took his pants and underwear away. Leaving him stark naked, just with his socks.

"Move a little... here... and don't move from there"
Rita noticed he got very close to the walls, surely using the corner as a cover for his front parts. She moved him a step back so he would be more exposed and without cover.

"Camila while you finish here watch him, he shouldn't move even a little and remain silent, you should only see an embarrassed silent boy showing his white butt"

*SMACK* Rita ended with another smack before leaving them alone.

Both remained in uncomfortable silence. Konrad was looking at the wall and feeling so humiliated, cornered like a little child, and nude in front of Camila. He was very frustrated and couldn't help but say something to relieve his feelings:

"It's all your fault!" He said with sorrow and a blaming reproaching tone to Camila.

With that small sentence, she lost all sympathy for him! That offended and angered Camila. "That ungrateful and unmannered brat!" she thought. She wanted to be nice and did the work to prepare juice for him. She was also scared and scolded by Rita.

"Hey! you ungrateful imp! I was in trouble for your fault too."

Konrad hearing her tone realized his mistake, and he started to think fast about some words to say to her he was sorry, but he had no chance.

"Camil ...I...I..."

"And stay silent! Rita told me, any word more from your mouth and I'll tell on you. Don't think I am weak, I will be strict and anything else from you, even a little thing and I'll tell on you."

"UUUh! what a nice butt! So white and round and tasty..."

While working Camila started to tease him, knowing his shyness and how he hated to be seen by her.

"Nooooo! Don't spank me please, I hate it, please don't use the paddle.."

Camila made a mocking parody mimicking the night he tried to run.

As she teased him from time to time, he felt so embarrassed and she guessed; and unconsciously he moved again close to the corner to cover himself.

"Hey! Don't move, I noticed you did it... move.... and stay just as Rita told you"

She moved him a step back. With his hands up he was exposed now, he noticed that Camila's eyes moved with curiosity to his boy parts.

She teased him already for his butt, this will be much more humiliating, fortunately, she said nothing about his penis. But then...

"Your little winkle" Konrad's face became no different than a tomato.

"My cousin is just nine, I had seen him and his thing is bigger than yours" She lied.

She watched enough already with her curiosity satisfied, but noticed the big deal this was for Konrad:

"Yes kiddo, I know that you are very shy and can't stand that I look, at your nudie. But you are being punished and I will see your tiny little winkle and white butt while I work"

Camila knew she had crossed the line, and she was very cruel to Konrad. But she calmed her guilt by thinking and convincing herself that Konrad was a spoiled brat and he deserved it, as Rita and Pablo always said.

To be continued...