By Casper Wright
Copyright 2025 by Casper Wright, all rights reserved
[3,760 words]
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
Prologue
Simon Fulton was
not your typical 11-year-old boy. Simon was sick, tired, and fed up
with everything, but more specifically, he was annoyed that his dreams
and fantasies would never come true. Nor would they, unlike what he
thought most boys imagined. Simon had a specific kind of fantasy.
Upon discovery of what intense pleasure comes from rubbing his penis,
Simons imagined being surrounded by people in embarrassing and
humiliating moments or being dominated and told what to do and being
spanked for minor misdeeds.
Simon is a bright 6th-grade kid,
getting mainly A’s and B’s, although his teachers believe he does not
apply himself and is far brighter than he lets on. Simon is about 4
foot 1 inches (125 cm), approximately 65 pounds (29.4 kg), with light
olive skin, medium-short beige-blonde hair, and light brown eyes just
outside his Greek nose. Thanks to his Greek mother, Sophia Fulton, and
German father, Leo Fulton, Simon was a very fine-looking boy.
He was standing in front of his closet mirror, looking over his naked
body. Not muscular, not fat, just skinny with a light tone from
growing. His butt was not significant, just lovely and round. What he
likes most about himself is that which would have frustrated most kids;
his 1.2-inch penis, which began stiffing as he became more aroused by
his thoughts, at its peak reaching only 2.5 inches erect, which is one
of the smallest from what he has seen from his class during gym, but
not the smallest.
That “honor” went to Ted Blanton, who
looked to have just over an inch long penis soft, a slightly chubby
black kid who looked like he was waiting to hit a growth spurt. Teb had
short, black, curly hair and dark brown eyes. He was teased a bit for
being a nerd and chubby. Still, it never escalated beyond mocking and
the occasional pantsing (tighty-whities), not to the point where Simon
could live vicariously through Ted. Plus, Simon would fantasize that he
was being forced to suck Ted’s dick against his will. Though Ted was
not the only kid, he would consider doing the same.
At the
beginning of the school year, Simon had worn boxers, but with teasing
and other kids getting picked on for wearing tighty-whities, Simon
switched back. It did not work, as most people liked him, so all that
was commented on in a joking manner was that he should switch back to
boxers so they did not have to see his thighs. That did not go as
planned; in some of Simon's fantasies, they would kick him out of the
locker room in only his underwear (or, better yet, naked).
Nevertheless, he was not even close; he did not tighten his gym shorts
to make it easier for someone to pants him.
Simon began
stroking his penis again for the third time today, getting into a
fantasy where a teacher would call him up in front of the class and
strip naked. They would have him face the class with his hands on his
head while he got spanked. Then he would be required to choose a boy to
suck off. Simon would always pick the boy with the largest dick, who,
in theory, would be the one who mocked him the hardest and the most
likely to produce sperm for him to swallow.
Nevertheless,
as he neared completion, Simon stopped. I am frustrated and sick of not
getting the fantasy to come true. Simon knew it should remain a fantasy
and that the real thing would hurt him physically and mentally, but he
still wanted it. After all, if this much pleasure could come from the
fantasy, then the real thing would bring even more pleasure…right? So
removing his hand from his penis and collecting his thoughts, Simon
decided that from now on, he would only masturbate if someone ordered
him to do so.
Now, the question was, “How would I
accomplish this? How can I make any of my fantasies come true?” Most of
the stories he read and researched came about in the sixties and
seventies. It is 2024; how could he get kids to act like the kids in
the stories? So, he sat and thought and thought. I lay in bed during
dinner and use the toilet while attending school and class. Almost 2
weeks had passed, then he watched a crime show, and it hit him, “Why
not blackmail.”
It is not ideal; yes, blackmail is sometimes
in his fantasy. A kid having authority over him, forcing him to do
things through blackmail. However, could he blackmail a person to make
him live his fantasies? They would not have to know it was him. A
mystery person who has it out to make Simon’s life miserable.
“So, who should I place on my list of potential targets?” Simon thought
as he pulled a blank notebook paper from his binder. Sitting at his
desk, he began writing.
Initial Targets:
“Unfortunately, that will not be possible, as they would not have
anything to use against them. However, it would be nice to come home
and continue the torment. Stricter, less privacy, maybe spanked or
paddled…... Focus.”
Each has shown that they are willing to
be cruel and have repeatedly bullied Ted. On a chance encounter, Simon
could take a video, without anyone seeing him, of them taking turns
kicking Ted in the balls to see if he had any. This was done with Ted
fully clothed, so later Simon imagined that he was Ted, stripped naked
and getting repeatedly kicked in the balls. This was as bad as it ever
got for the three bullies, so Simon would have to give them detailed
instructions to accomplish his goal. Still, he would have to start
slowly and build up from there before any sexual encounter could
happen.
“Now, I need a girl smarter than the boys and might
make things interesting as things progress. Someone who has issues with
males would be ideal. I recall hearing something about Hope Simmon's
Dad possibly being abusive.”
However, she will be a challenge as she is smart and keeps her nose in
a book most of the time. Not drawing attention to herself, which makes
things difficult. “Will need to get the teacher involved too, but that
will require something pretty detrimental.” With the list started,
Simon decides to borrow his parents' credit card and purchase a few
items, but he is pretty sure they will not notice if he keeps it small.
Simon gets online and orders a paddle, thinking for future
use, a few small cameras that require a cable to download footage, a
hollow book, and a couple of Terabit memory sticks. After doing so,
create an anonymous email (mre@bemail.com) using a proxy server.
Locates each person's email via school group chat.
Well, let us begin.
Sunday (Day 0)
(Simon/Mr. E)
Dear Boys,
As you open the attached video, you will see the trouble you may be having.
After all, you can see that you are physically assaulting that boy.
There is no telling how many others might come out once this gets
reported. You will be kicked out of school, which from your grade will
not mean much. No, the real trouble is, YOU WILL BE SENT TO THE
JUVENILE DETENTION.
Now, luckily for you, I do not care
about your life. My interest is in Simon Fulton. I want to ruin his
life, and if you follow every task that is given to you, I will not
have to use the video. You might even enjoy this.
Tomorrow, during gym, you are to pull down Simon’s shorts. I want video
evidence that it occurred. Suppose I do not have a response by tomorrow
evening. I will report the incident.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
Simon, having typed and sent the email, was getting hard just thinking
about how embarrassed he would get with all those girls around him
seeing his underwear. However, he stopped himself; no one had told him
to masturbate. So, Simon pours himself into his homework and moves on.
After that, play a video game before dinner. After dinner, he brings a
package that has arrived in his room. Carefully remove each item and
verify that it works. Simon then stores them behind his headboard in a
pocket covering the back. Overly anxious, he opens his secret email,
and there are three replies.
(Grant)
Mr. E
This is blackmail! You will not walk away if I ever find out who you are.
Though since you put it that we would go to jail, I am willing to do as
you asked. I will pull his shorts down during gym class.
Grant
(Jay)
Mr. E
I never liked Simon, so do not worry; I will play along. I convinced
the others that you would send the video if we did not go along. I will
take the video to show that we completed the task.
Sincerely,
Jay
(Mike)
Mr. E
You are lucky Jay convinced us to help you, as I wanted to go to the
police. However, he says we could get in real trouble; this might be
fun.
I will distract our coach so we do not get into more trouble.
Mike
This got Simon’s blood pumping, and an instant erection. Shutting off
his computer and getting ready for bed. Simon was grinning from ear to
ear, knowing what tomorrow would bring. The only thing that would make
it better is if he sprung an erection during the pantsing, adding to
the humiliation.
Just before falling asleep, Simon mentally
noted that he would need to gather evidence on Hope. There must be
something about that girl he can use.
Monday (Day 1)
“Man, that was a weird dream.” Simon thought as he woke up at 5:30 to
get ready for school. His 2.6-inch flag is waving for relief, which he
looks at, but he is still waiting to be told he can, pulling up his
secret email confirming that it will happen. Simon dressed in regular
briefs, shorts, and t-shirt, ate breakfast, brushed his teeth, and
followed Dad to the car to head for school/work.
Upon
arrival, Simon begins his lookout for Hope. Finding became the easy
part; trying to find something to use against her proved challenging.
Hope seems to talk with everyone, but her attitude toward boys is
direct but not aggressive. She always appears to be doing the right
thing, even studying during study hall. “This might take a while; I
might need to find another girl.” Simon thought.
Just
thinking about what she could do got Simon thinking about his last
class of the day, gym. Anxious about the time coming closer, much like
a final test that will count against you. He is thinking of all the
girls in his gym class who will watch as his pants get ripped down, and
he will be standing there with his underwear on display. It got so bad
that Simon thought about calling it off, so he went to the bathroom
between classes to calm his nerves. Being horny and not having
masturbated in over a couple of weeks has gone to his head; it could be
the only reason he did not.
This moment of anticipation has
arrived on his way to the gym, “Breath, calm down.” Simon is getting
his nerves under control. Simon entered the locker room and changed
into his gym clothes (The one item the PTO could approve for the school
requirement to cut back on clothing damage), a white school T-shirt,
black shorts, and gym shoes. He ensured that he did not tighten his
shorts like always and entered the gym.
They begin with a
stretch; one boy and a girl take the lead and demonstrate each stretch.
All the while, Simon starts to imagine what it would be like to lead
and have his shorts pulled down in front of the class, with all eyes on
him. It is good that he is in the back, as it gives him a semi. He
adjusted it to get back in the stretch. This got Simon wondering when
or if they will do their part; hopefully, they will not chicken out.
Our coach, Weatherby, announced it would be a free day, so everyone
dispersed into groups. Some boys started a basketball game, while a
group of girls started jumping ropes, and the others began cheering on
the game or walking around the gym. Simon walks around, sticking close
to the girl's group for maximum effect. Simon could see Grant, Mike,
and Jay whispering in the corner. “When will they do it? The
anticipation was killing me.” Simon thought as he continued to walk
around.
Near the last fifteen minutes of class, Mike came
out of the bathroom and went over to Coach Weatherby; in a serious
tone, Mike stated, “Sir, something is wrong in the bathroom! You need
to come quick.” off they went. There was poop and water all over the
floor. Simon could see Mike standing at the door, and just off to his
right, Jay had his phone out, clearly ready to take a video.
Grant came up behind Simon, placing his arm over Simon's shoulder and
giving him that evil smile like you knew something terrible was about
to happen. “Everyone! Let's see what kind of underwear Simon has!”
Grant shouted, drawing attention from everyone, as he pulled Simon's
shorts to his ankles.
Simons’ heart began beating out of
his chest as he froze right in place. He felt every pair of eyes right
on him, specifically his tighty-whities. Simon was mortified,
embarrassment building up like he was ready to explode. The laughter
erupts, and kids point out his underwear as he stands dumbstruck. Then
he felt a sudden release, pulled his shorts up, and walked to the other
corner of the gym. The laughter died down, and they went back to what
they were doing, not trying to draw attention to themselves.
For the rest of gym class, Simon stood in the corner, conflicted over
what happened. On the one hand, that was the worst moment of his life,
but on the other, his penis was as hard as steel. Fortunately (or
unfortunately in the other part of Simon's mind), that did not happen
until after he had pulled up his shorts. “That was embarrassing; I
cannot believe everyone saw my underwear. I must have looked so
pathetic to everyone. I am not sure I can keep this up; all the girls
were laughing at me and now have seen me in my underwear.” Simon's
thoughts were everywhere, and he was red all over, not wanting to be
near anyone right now. Simon began sneaking glances at everyone, but
they did not appear hostile. “I kind of liked it now that it is over,”
Simon thought, “but if this continues, I will have to try to calm
myself more. People might start suspecting something was up.”
After going to the gym, he showered, switched back to his regular
clothes, and headed out to find Hope. Trying to remember her last
class, he almost missed her leaving middle school and heading toward
high school. Simon thought that was unusual as she was not related to
anyone in the high school, which gave cause for Simon to pull out his
phone, ready for anything. Staying out of sight, he watched Hope as she
approached a high schooler. Something was off; Simon brought up his
camera and began recording. Come to find out that she was passing off
marijuana to the high school boy, who paid her.
“Perfect!
Hope is selling pot, and I got it on camera. This will work; she is
going to have to work with this. Dealing drugs to a minor is a crime
while having it on school grounds is also a criminal offense. This is
so good.” Simon thought as he beamed with joy over his discovery. When
the coast was clear, he left for the pick-up area to wait for his
mother. Waiting, he watched the video repeatedly without mistaking what
was happening and the items' content.
Upon arriving home, he
pulled up his computer, finished his homework, and then pulled up his
secret email to see a response to today's event.
Jay
Mr. E
Attached is the video you wanted to prove our commitment. I think it is
to your liking. Let me know if there is any more fun that you can send
our way.
Thanks,
Jay
Simon opens the attachment and, from the android video, watches himself
stand there as his pants are pulled down and the look on his face of
pure embarrassment; because of his shirt hanging down, you could see
the bottom of his underwear and his less tan legs. Simon went from soft
to a steel erect penis in no time flat and started to rub it before he
realized what he was doing. He stopped himself as nobody told him he
could and began typing new emails to minions.
(Simon/Mr. E)
Dear Boys,
Congratulations on completing your task and showing your loyalty. The
video was ok, but the outcome was successful. Though this is more
evidence of the file against you guys, you are safe FOR NOW.
Your next task will be in the gym locker room before class. While Simon
changes, you are to give him a wedgie, not just any wedgie; continue to
pull until his underwear rips and take them with you. I want a video
recording of the event, and to embarrass him more, I want to show the
remains to the girls.
Good luck,
Mr. E
Simon looked over his instructions and hit send. His tormentor side was
smiling at what he had accomplished thus far. Simon had given himself a
wedgie before for one of his fantasies, but never to the point of
ripping. Leaving him without underwear for the remainder of the school
day. Plus, Mr. E is insisting that his underwear should be unsightly
for more embarrassment. Something which Simon prides himself on is his
hygiene. Plus, no one is supposed to see his underwear; hence the name:
they are to be worn under your clothes.
(Simon/Mr. E)
Hope Simmons
I recommend watching the attached video; the distribution of drugs on
school grounds could get you in serious trouble, and while your
customers might deny the whole thing, this video alone will open an
investigation that will ruin you and your reputation.
It is
good that you are not my final target, and that is where you come in. I
want to make Simon Fulton’s life miserable, and you will help or suffer
the consequences. You will find Simon coming from the gym after
tomorrow's final class to prove your commitment. You are to force him
into an empty room and pull down his pants. He will probably have no
underwear, then have him place his hand on top of his head and get a
photo of him in his glory. If he refuses, threaten to leave with his
pants. Please send me a copy of the photo.
Yours truly,
Mr. E
Simon's nerves began to rise again, “The first girl will see me naked;
I wonder how she will react. Will she laugh at me or stay silent and
direct as she normally treats boys?” Simon was not sure but was
excited. Tomorrow should be even better than today; here is hope.
Simon had dinner and settled with the folks before heading to bed;
after a shower, walking back into his room with only a towel wrapped
around his waist. Simon pulled up Mr. E's email to check for a
response.
INCOMING Message
(Jay)
Mr. E
This is getting good; I will do the honors of giving that loser, Simon,
the wedgie. He will not see it coming, and man, it will hurt.
Thank you,
Jay
(Mike)
Mr. E
Jay seems more excited than usual about this, but it is not something
we have done before. I will help keep Simon from struggling; it should
be easier with my skills.
Sincerely,
Mike
(Grant)
Mr. E
As we agreed on tasks, I will video it and, per Mike's suggestion, will
add pics of the girls holding the underwear. Mike has provided a better
camera, which was given to him by his grandmother for a better
picture.
Sincerely,
Grant
(Hope)
Mr. E
I am not sure who you are, but you better pray I never find out, or
there will be an empty grave with your name on it. Do not think I will
not be looking.
As for Simon, I will get the photo you requested, as I am only dealing to be able to leave this town.
Your Enemy,
Hope
This is a revamp of one of my favorite Authors (Arclos). Much will
remain the same, and some will change. I hope that by revamping the
story, I can continue where it left off.