By Casper Wright
Copyright 2025 by Casper Wright, all rights reserved
[16,975 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
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The Misadventures of Simon
By Casper Wright
Email: Casperwright483@gmail.com
This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors, which I DO NOT
condone and is to remain a fantasy. If you are not of legal age in your
locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to
you, do not read further, or save this story.
Prologue
Simon
Fulton was not your typical 11-year-old boy. Simon was tired and fed up
with everything, but more specifically, he was annoyed that his dreams
and fantasies would never come true. Nor would they, as unlike what he
thought most boys fantasized about, Simon had a specific kind of
fantasy. Upon discovery of what intense pleasure would come from
rubbing his penis, Simon imagined being surrounded by people in
embarrassing and humiliating moments or being dominated and told what
to do, and being spanked for minor mistakes.
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.
Standing in front of his closet mirror,
analyzing the details of his naked body. Simon was not muscular, nor
fat; just a slender abdomen growing into a healthy boy. His butt was
not significantly large, just a lovely round tone shape. What he likes
most about himself is that which would have frustrated most kids is his
1.3-inch penis, which began stiffing as he examined it, at its peak it
reached only 2.6 inches erect, which is one of the smallest in his
class from what he has seen 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. Ted 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, not to the point
where Simon could live vicariously through Ted. Plus, Simon would
fantasize that he was forced to his knee and suck Ted’s dick against
his will. Though Ted was not the only kid, he had considered doing this
too.
At the beginning of the school year, Simon had started
wearing boxers, but seeing others getting teased or picked on for
wearing tighty-whities, Simon switched back with hopes for the came. It
did not work, it turns out most people like him, so the only comment
made 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 even 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. As he neared completion, Simon stopped. Still frustrated with
not getting the fantasy to come true, he still wanted the real thing.
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
others to act like the kids in the stories? So, he sat and thought
about it over and over; lay in bed, during dinner, use the toilet or
while attending school in class. Almost 2 weeks had passed, then as he
watched a crime show, and it hit him, “Why not extortion.”
It
is not ideal; yes, but extortion is sometimes in his fantasy, although
it normally involves them having authority over him, forcing him to do
things through extortion. However, could he extort a person to make him
live his fantasies? They would not have to know it was him. A mystery
person who has it out for Simon, to make his 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:
Mom (Sophia, 33) Supervisor Agent for Homeland Security
Dad (Leo, 36), Chief Financial Officer for a multibillion-dollar construction company
Simon thought, “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.”
Grant Dixon (12, black hair and
dark-brown eyes) Tallest in class, 5'4" (162cm). He is not very bright,
but he is good with his hands. He will probably follow in his
single-alcoholic father’s footsteps of working at the manufacturing
plant.
Mike Simpson (11, Platinum blond hair and
sapphire-blue eyes), Slightly shorter than Grant at 5'2" (158cm), is
very talented in art/photography but has yet to appreciate it, though
that is one of his only good grades. He also has a blue belt in
Taekwondo, but he is not someone I want to fight.
Jay Charles
(11, red hair and meadow-green eyes) is the shortest of the three at
4'6" (140cm), and the smartest of the three has the highest grade of C
in non-participation classes. He seems to bully others purely because
he enjoys it and likes to take the lead on most torments.
Each
has shown that they are willing to be cruel and have repeatedly bullied
Ted. On a chance encounter, Simon had taken a video, without anyone
seeing him, of them taking turns kicking Ted in the balls “to see if he
had any”, their reasoning. 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.”
Hope Simmons (11, shoulder-length, light-brown hair,
brown eyes), straight A’s, athletic but does not compete in sports. I
believe she will leave this town behind when she graduates and never
return.
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 serious trouble you’re in.
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 grades 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. So, if I do not have a response by tomorrow evening. I will
report the incident.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
Having typed and sent the email; Simon’s dicklet was pointing straight
up thinking about how embarrassed he would get with all those girls
around him seeing his underwear. Simon began absentmindedly stroking
it, but when he realized what he was doing he stopped himself; sticking
to his drive that he is not allowed to masturbate without being told.
So, Simon poured himself into his homework and moved on with his day.
After dinner Simon took a shower and being overly anxious, he opens his
secret email, and there are three replies.
(Grant)
Mr. E
This is extortion! 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 boner, which was
tempting, especially having not done so in almost 2 weeks. Simon shut
off his computer and got ready for bed. 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 still wants to be told to jerk-off, pulling up his
secret email confirming that it was not a dream. 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 at Crestwood Private School, Simon began 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. She always appears to be doing the
right thing, even studying during study hall. “This might take a while,
she doesn’t appear to do anything that I can use; 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 your grade. 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; 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 took 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, which he had to adjust
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 jump-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 yanked down 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.
A package
arrived for him when he got home. He brought the package to his room,
carefully removed each item and verified that they worked. Simon then
stores them behind his headboard in a pocket covering the back. He
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 and stopped. Simon typed out a response to
his 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
until his underwear rips and take them with you. I want a video
recording of the event, and to embarrass him more, I want you 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 tomorrow
after the final period. 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 all his glory. If he refuses, threaten to leave with
his pants. 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 hoping.
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
new we haven’t done before. I will 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 jay’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.
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The Misadventures of Simon
By Casper Wright
Email: Casperwright483@gmail.com
This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors, which I DO NOT
condone and is to remain a fantasy. If you are not of legal age in your
locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to
you, do not read further, or save this story.
Tuesday (Day2)
(BEEP.
BEEP, BEEP) Simon rose out of bed, ready for today, feeling much better
about his experience from yesterday. Though he was still nervous about
today, he ate his breakfast, brushed his teeth, and headed out with Dad
for school. On the drive to school, Simon looked over his
homework/school planner, making sure everything was completed or not
due yet, keeping his grades up like a good kid.
Upon
arrival at school, Simon spotted Hope getting off the bus, and his
heart started racing with anticipation. “Hope is going to see me naked
today… well, at least see my penis. Is she going to make fun of me; am
I going to chicken out and will she take my pants? Will she leave them
outside the door or leave with them? If she leaves, will I walk through
the school with my penis and butt on display for everyone to see?”
Simon thought as he tried getting a hold of himself. The very thought
was giving him an erection; “I hope that she does, even though I did
not have to tell her. Not having to do all the work would be nice and
having a few surprises would make things more interesting.”
The first period consisted of English with Mr. Sato, going over the
information Simon had already completed a week ago. Simon began
daydreaming about later today, (Hope forced him into a room and pulled
his pants down. Simon's shirt was shorter than expected and she began
laughing at his tiny penis, which shrunk with embarrassment. He would
try to shove his way out, but she would block every advance. This would
cause Simon to give up and place his hands on top of his head. Hope
would continue to laugh as she snapped a photo, then she would push him
over, grab his pants and walk out, leaving Simon to run through the
school with everyone laughing at him on his way to the pick-up spot for
his mother) Simon's penis was now painfully throbbing. Luckily, Mr.
Sato called on Simon to answer a question to get him out of his
head.
Social Studies for the second period with Mrs.
Winchester was another bird class, which made for the perfect time to
pretend to be sick. Mrs. Winchester smiled at Simon as she gave him a
pass for him to the school physician. Unlike most schools, Crestwood
School was a private school that had a great scholarship program for
states and company employees. One of the requirements voted for by the
PTO and the school board was a proper physician. Dr. Marjory's office
was in the same building as the gym right across from the Coaching
office, and since Simon is planning to continue misadventures of
embarrassing tasks, bullying, and spanking. He would need to get the
staff involved. If there was one thing he learned from yesterday, one
of the goals for the gym would be to transition to briefs as being his
only gym uniform…for now.
Now the gym/health office building
consists of three locker rooms, one for the males, one for the females,
and one for the staff which is only accessible through the Coach's
office; then you have the health office, the gym, and an equipment
room. Both the male and female locker rooms had three doors, one that
led into the hall, another into the gym, and the last one only let you
out for safety purposes. Upon entering the main doors to the building,
Simon could hear a gym class going and no one appeared to be in the
coach's office. Simon had brought with him one of the hidden cameras in
a hollow book, just in case, which he added to the bookshelf in the
coaches office without anyone being the wiser.
Simon
then entered the health office and told Dr. Marjory that he was feeling
dizzy during class. She did a quick check-up and suggested he take a
quick nap. Simon pulled his phone out and wallet out and set them on
the counter with the camera facing the Doctor, then Simon closed his
eyes. There was a rumor about the Doctor having been popping pills,
which Simon was looking to use to his advantage if it turned out to be
true. 15 minutes later Dr. Marjory woke Simon up and sent him back to
class, as he stated that he was better. Gathering his things he headed
back to class, and at the same time pulled up his video, and sure
enough 5 minutes in she had taken some pills from the student
prescription cabinet. Mr. E/Simon's fate was on his side.
Once
returned to class Simon discovered they were doing a pop quiz, and the
teacher was going to have him remain in the hall until the end of
class, but Simon said he would like to be given the chance to complete
it, as to challenge himself on the subject. With a smile, Mrs.
Winchester handed him the quiz and Simon began working quickly, which
he still completed before the end and most other students.
Before his next class, Simon used the bathroom and peed, purposely did
not shake off when finished creating a pee stain in his underwear. Then
headed to math class with Miss Korn, with nothing interesting
occurring. After lunch, Simon goes to the bathroom to poop, though this
time he chose not to properly wipe, making his otherwise clean
underwear less presentable.
Like Hope, Simon used Study Hall
to work on any schoolwork that was not completed in class and his
software class that was offered through the school.
Then
on to the last class of the day, physical education/PE, Simon was still
nervous about knowing what was going to happen but felt that he showed
it less as he approached the gym. Heading straight in and getting
changed, starting with changing his shirt and then removing his shoes,
at which point he could see Grant just off to the side with the camera
out. Simon pretended not to notice and as he dropped his pants Mike
walked up to Simon grabbing hold of his wrists, while Jay came up
behind and grabbed a hold of Simon's underwear and yanked straight up;
even with prior experience, this hurt far worse. His penis and balls
were crushed from the gravity of his underwear, as it continued to
descend in between his sweet butt. Simon began begging for release,
trying to get some relief. “Please let me go, I will not say anything.
Help me, please, someone.” Mike was quick with his hand over Simon's
mouth,” Shut up, loser. You get what you deserve.” Jay lifted higher
and the pain intensified, and you could hear the threads tearing. The
other kids just watched as they heard the rip and Simon dangling by his
underwear in tears, praying that it would be over soon.
At last, the last few threads rip, with Simon landing on his feet, only
to have Mike push him over, commenting “What a loser.” Simon lay on the
floor with his shirt pushed up and his penis not only on display but
getting hard, hurting, and unable to move. As everyone started
pointing, laughing, and making rude comments around him, Simon felt
humiliated and even more embarrassed about having an erection in front
of everyone. He got up and dressed quickly, not wanting to be in the
same room. Everyone headed out to the gym floor to get ready for class.
During class when the coaches were distracted Simon could see Jay
showing each of the girls and occasionally pointing toward him and he
could see them giggling. Simon would turn red as the girls looked and
giggled well, wrinkling their noses, and shaking their heads in
response to the state of his underwear. This continued until the end of
class. With not having underwear on, Simon showered and changed quickly.
He just entered the school heading for the drop-off/pick-up. Only to be
pulled into the custodian closet and have the door locked. Still trying
to recover from the humiliating class, Simon was not quite ready for
this, but continued to act the part of a victim. “What are you doing?
Why did you drag me in here?” Simon asked. Hope kept her composure and
replied sternly “What I have too.” and grabbed his pants and pulled
them down sharply to his ankles. Simon’s instinct kicked in and he
covered his privates. “Why did you do that!?” turning red from
embarrassment. Hope looked him over for a minute, finding it
interesting that he was not wearing underwear and entertaining that he
was attempting to hide his privates. “Place your hand on your head
now!” Hope said as sternly as always. Simon did not move a muscle but
began reaching for his pants with one hand. Hope stepped forward, which
made Simon stop what he was doing, and she pushed him gente, but firm
enough to cause Simon to step out of his pants. “Please, leave me
alone! I never did anything to you.” Simon claimed. Hope picked up his
pants and turned toward the door. “Fine, I’ll leave you alone; but I’m
taking your pants with me unless you do as you’re told.” Simon did not
move, and his heart rate increased. Hope unlocked the door and grabbed
the handle. “FINE! Fine, I will do it.” giving up in fear that she
would do it. Simon slowly raised his hands to his head, raising his
shirt in the process to expose himself. Hope's eyes were drawn to his
penis, with nothing obstructing her view, and began laughing. Not sure
what she expected but not this. “Is that all you have? You cannot even
call yourself a man, let alone a boy. I am quite sure that babies have
bigger penises.” Hope exclaimed as she pulled out her camera for a
photography class and snapped a photo. Simon’s eyes began watering as
the humiliation and shame became overwhelming.
“This better be
enough to satisfy him,” Hope whispered to herself, as she dropped his
pants and walked back over to the door. Hope smiled and stated, “Have a
nice day, baby dick Simon.” opening the door and leaving. “Who are you
talking about?” Simon asked as Hope trailed off. Simon placed his pants
on just as he got an erection, blushing from the thought of what might
have been like if he had been hard, when Hope had captured him…maybe
later. Since no one was around. Simon headed back to the coach's
office. Seeing only the head coach inside Simon leaned against the wall
to retie his shoe, to look occupied. When the Coach headed into the
staff shower, Simon bolted in, changed out the spy camera, and ran for
the parent pick-up spot. Getting there just before his mother showed up.
The whole ride home, Simon was quiet, looking out the window and
thinking about today's event. Even though they were humiliating, he
felt that he should keep going, as it hasn’t quite made it to where he
wanted just yet. Simon went right in and finished his homework, then
uploaded the video from the camera onto one of the external memory
sticks. After the upload was safe and finished, Simon viewed the video
and hurried through the day until he found a good clip. Head Coach
Marvin and Coach Sumner were having sex right on the office couch and
you could see students just on the other side of the window walking
past even with the blinds closed. Simon knew that they were not a
couple but were both married. “2 down, 4 coaches to go.” Mr. E/Simon
rearing his head, let us get the new my next minions initiated.
INCOMING Message
(Jay)
Mr. E
Mike gave me the camera, as he has a better one. Attached is the clip
and pics. I am not sure what your deal is with Simon, but I have spoken
with Mike and Grant, and we agreed that if we do not get into trouble,
we will collaborate with you. However, trying to get around the Coaches
and teachers is going to be a problem.
Partner,
Jay
—-
(Hope)
Mr. E
This should satisfy your perverted needs/test. Now, please leave me out of your games.
Your enemy,
Hope
End Transmission
Looking
over the clip made Simon wench again and grab his nuts, from a phantom
pain; and embarrassing as he could see his butt clear as day. Not to
mention when his underwear finally gave out the camera had a quality
photo of his erect penis. When Simon clicked on the photos, knowing
that each girl was looking or holding his underwear even better. Hope
was right when she took the photo; he looked like a little boy and knew
his penis was under his age group.
Begin Response
Boys,
This has been a great week thus far and well done on showcasing Simon’s
underwear in the gym. You really seem to enjoy tormenting him. I will
of course add this to my collection and expect further compliance and
evidence of completion.
Tomorrow, I would like you to
take the remains of Simon’s underwear and share them with the rest of
the school when Simon is around to bear witness. Then turn them over to
Coach Sumner before class, stating you found them in the locker room,
yesterday.
Just after gym, you are to take Simon's clothing
and dump them in the trash, while he is in the shower, and when he
returns, have him join his clothing.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
—
Dearest Hope
There is no need to get rude, I will admit that extortion is not ideal,
being called a perv is not a good look for you. Someone might think you
have an interest in Simon. Though I guess it would have been better if
he were hard during his photoshoot.
It should be simple
tomorrow; you'll need to coerce Simon into doing anything by using this
picture. Make him prove that he is under your power, by doing something
embarrassing, painful, sexual, gross, or anything you can think up. I
do not want to know just yet, let your creative side show, and then
send me a copy. I would like to know that you are still following my
instructions.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
—
Dr. Marjory Adams
As you can see from the video, you have been taking drugs that are not
prescribed to you. Last I checked illegal drug use will take your job,
medical license, and RX license, and you most likely end up doing
something. I could end your life, without killing you with just an
email. Though, it is not your life I am interested in; It is Simon
Fulton’s. If you perform your duties and tasks as they come in, I will
keep this between us.
Tomorrow, before Simon passes your
office at the start of the last period. You are to take him aside and
explain that there are options for his small penis size. He just needs
to make an appointment to see you for a follow-up examination after
class.
Your duties as they relate to Simon will be as follows:
-When you are examining Simon, he is no longer allowed privacy, the
door should remain open, and no curtain drawn. All examinations for
Simon should only wear underwear.
-All thermometer
readings are to be done rectally, with no underwear on him. He is not
allowed to cover up, nor given any privacy even then.
-Any medication needed should come in a suppository, if possible.
-If you see Simon being pranked or bullied, leave them to it unless you can make it worse for him.
-Any unauthorized erection should be met with a painful bare bottom spanking.
If you are concerned with the other staff, the head coach will back you
up. I am pretty sure that the remaining coaches will fall in line as
well shortly.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
—
Coach Kyle Marvin
If you have reviewed the clip, you will notice in the blinds students
move to/from class, while you and Coach Sumner are having sex on school
grounds. Now I am in the position to end your marriage, possibly bring
in a lawsuit that will impact your career, and probably have you
brought up on charges if the police and PTO get a hold of this.
Now, luckily for you, I am willing to overlook this for now, if you
follow my tasks when sent. My target is Simon Fulton. When it comes to
Simon you are never to help, when he is bullied, pranked, or anything
else for that matter. Your staff will be following soon so be prepared
to attend if needed. Tomorrow you will find Simon in a trashcan in the
bathroom after the boy’s shower. You will help him out of the trashcan
and suggest he follows the advice of Dr. Marjory, with no repercussions
for anyone.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
—
Coach Annabelle Sumner
If you have reviewed the clip, you will notice in the blinds students
move to/from class while you and Coach Marvin are having sex on school
grounds. Now I am in the position to end your marriage, possibly bring
in a lawsuit that will impact your career, and probably have you
brought up on charges if the police and PTO get a hold of this.
Not to worry yet, if you follow tasks as they come, there will be no
issues. You are no longer allowed to assist Simon when he is bullied,
pranked, or anything else for that matter. Tomorrow during class pull
Simon aside and confront him in front of the class about poor bathroom
habits. State that if this becomes a habit, you will need to check he
is doing it properly.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
—
End Transmission
Simon
had a knot in his stomach as he sent his email, knowing that tomorrow
would be full of embarrassing moments, and this was just the beginning.
Heading for dinner and hanging out with the folks, running through his
head, what would he change if he could get them in the circle? Simon
popped an erection right there at the dinner. Maybe always be naked and
punished for this erection. Maybe more chores even on the weekends and
punishment for missing something small. It is late for bed, I will have
to write this down. When taking a shower Simon edged himself twice.
This week thus far has been worse than the last two weeks without
rubbing one out. Checked his email before bed.
—
Incoming Transmission
(Jay)
Mr. E
First, giving a ripping wedgie was bussin.’ I never even crossed my
mind to pull something like that off, nor show the remains to the
girls. As for that task tomorrow, I will take care of Simon’s clothing.
Mike is better at documenting, so he will capture the whole thing.
Grant is going to place Simon in the trash can.
Partner,
Jay
—
(Hope)
Mr. E
What do you even have against Simon? There must be something, and I
think, once I figure it out, I will find out who you are. I understand
you want me to extortion Simon, and I will, Simon will not enjoy it.
Will there be an end game to this?
Hope
—
(Dr. Marjory)
Mr. E
I do not know who you are or how you got that video, but if it were not
for my family, I would turn this over to the police. You are a
despicable person and if I ever find out who you are, I will report
you. For now, I will follow your instructions.
Dr Marjory
—
(Coach Marvin)
Mr. E
How dare you threaten me and my family? What kind of man does something
like that? I love my wife and do not want to put her through that kind
of hell, and that is the only reason I will follow your direction. If I
find out who you are I will beat you into a wheelchair!
Coach Marvin
—
(Coach Sumner)
Mr. E
Just note that I wanted to go to the police, but Kyle made a compelling
argument about our families. So, for now, I will toe the line, and
Simon will pay the price; but once I find out who you are, I will
report to you.
Coach Sumner
End Transmission
—-
Simon shut down his computer, climbed into bed, and went over today’s
event; About what it felt like to have that underwear ripped and then
lay there on display for everyone else to see. This got Simon rubbing
up and down his torso getting lower and lower, bringing him to his
hairless pubic area and finally caressing his small flaccid 1.2-inch
penis. Bring him to think about how Grant, Hope, and Coach Sumner are
going to humiliate him. Thinking about how Dr. Marjory will mention the
small penis issue. His penis is throbbing again. With that, he took his
hand away and shoved his hand under his pillow pretending his hands
were restrained leaving him exposed and unable to give relief to his
throbbing member. A tear ran down his face as he left his member just
flying there in the open with no relief. After about 5 minutes, Simon
reached over and turned off the light. Good night. I am off to my sweet
nightmare.
++++
The Misadventures of Simon
By Casper Wright
Email: Casperwright483@gmail.com
This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors, which I DO NOT
condone and is to remain a fantasy. If you are not of legal age in your
locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to
you, do not read further, or save this story.
Wednesday (Day 3)
Simon
woke before his alarm, having had spotty sleep with the constant
hard-on from the last 2 days. Trying to pee was extremely difficult
with the throbbing penis. Afterward, he got dressed, ate, and headed
out, feeling sluggish. Being a private school, his dad was able to drop
Simon off early and head to work. Simon went into the social studies
classroom as it would remain unoccupied today and planted a camera,
then left the room. Headed toward the entrance and waited till the
homeroom opened. Pulling out a book to pretend, while observing the
people moving about. Simon was still nervous about whatever Hope had
planned. I mean it is one thing to know what is going to occur, and
another to know something is going to happen but not sure what.
Hopefully, she does not take it too easy on him, but he also does not
want to end up in the hospital.
Hope's bus normally shows up
20 minutes before the home room, so students can grab breakfast. So,
when she got off the bus and spotted Simon, she thought that it was a
suitable time to start now. Not having to worry about homework when she
got home, allowed Hope to research what she was going to do to Simon.
Not sure what she was going to do, she had only pulled down his pants
and taken that photo because of Mr. E, as well as the reason she was
going to have to extort Simon. Though she did enjoy the power she has
over Simon, and part of her is going to enjoy tormenting him, she hoped
that she would not be controlled by Mr. E for too long. Linking Simon
and Mr. E as the same person never even crossed her mind. Hope did
wonder how Simon could have drawn the attention of such a person.
Hope started with domination stories to gather ideas; there were
interesting ideas and things she would love to try out; like dildos,
butt plugs, canes, and chastity devices, though when she's not sure how
that will work on Simon, she naturally made plans for the future and
most of this she wouldn’t have a way to acquire. Initially, she should
start slowly because, like Mr. E, she was just getting started; that
thought of that made her shiver. So, she went to a truth or dare site
and got an idea. Grabbing a few clothespins from above the washer and
placing them in her backpack. Surprisingly, this was more enjoyable
than she thought. She thought that if Mr. E was going to go to this
much trouble to work Simon over, then she would make sure she put her
energy into excelling as well.
Hope walked over to
Simon, grabbed his wrist, and told him to follow her. She led him right
into the empty classroom, locked the door, and closed the blinds.
“What is it that you want? Why am I here?” Simon asked, trying to sound
more intimidating, but scared, playing off the uncertainty of what she
was going to do.
“You are going to do whatever I want from
now, or this,” Hope said, as she handed Simon a copy of the photo she
took yesterday, “will be distributed around the school and maybe even
social media.” Hope paused to let it sink in as Simon looked over the
photo of him displaying himself, then continued, “For now this will
remain in my possession, and do not even think about alerting the
teacher or anyone else, because it will get distributed then as well.
You belong to me whenever, wherever I choose. Understand?”
“Wait, you are blackmailing me?” Simon attempts to get confirmation, as
they are in the social studies classroom, the only classroom unoccupied
on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday; and the one he bugged when he
arrived. Hoping to pile on evidence to support Mr. E against Hope.
“Yes,” Hope said like always; and just like that Simon had what he needed to keep this going.
“Why are you doing this? Is there something that I have done to you?
What do you have against me? Simon asked, trying to see what she could
produce to justify her actions.
“No, not any one thing you
have done, but that does make me curious. Do you know someone that has
it out for you?” Hope prying for information to locate who Mr. E could
be.
“I did not before this week that I know of. Just you and
the bullies, Jay, Grant, and Mike.” Simon replied, as it was true there
was nobody else that Simon was aware of. Hope pondered over this
information and quickly dismissed those boys as being Mr. E as this
level of smarts is not in their wheelhouse.
Hope grabbed the
photo from Simon, shredded it, and threw it away. “That was only a
copy, so let us get started. Strip naked, now!” Ordered Hope.
“Now?” Simon states, surprisingly.
“Yes, now.” Hope sternly replied.
Simon looked at her, as his heart started racing, in disbelief; and
then realizing that it was not a dream, began taking off his shoes and
socks, then moved onto his shirt. Looked down at the floor, “Okay, not
so bad” Simon thought, until he reached for his pants button and he
started to breathe faster. “This is happening and there is nothing I
can do but follow her lead.” Being Simon right now felt completely
powerless, as Mr. E had no control here; Hope was in charge and that
required him to remove every stitch of clothing. So, Simon continued
and removed his pants, leaving him in only his clean tighty-whities.
Hope took a picture, as he stood there closing his legs and placing his
hand in front of his underwear. Hope smiled during the first shot and
then pushed his hands away to take another. Simon’s face turned red
with embarrassment, because a girl was seeing him in his underwear, and
not the typical ones of mature boys his age. “I am pretty sure; I said
strip naked. Get those off as well and do not bother trying to hide
your penis.” Hope demanded, causing Simon to grab his underwear
quickly, but then gently pull them off and toss them to the rest of his
clothing. Now completely naked he placed his hand at his side as Hope
took pictures from every side, which Simon started soft but quickly
sported a full erection. Like most eleven-year-old boys Simon was
feeling shame from this, but part of Simon enjoyed this.
Hope
paused and reached into her backpack and pulled out the clothespins.
“Okay, slave. Time to see if you understand your role. Place one of
these on each nipple, one on your ball sack, and the last on the head
of your penis. Then wait until I tell you to take them off.” Then she
placed them down on a desk.
Simon picked one up a little
disappointed, as he thought they did not hurt, they were just annoying.
Until he placed the first one on a nipple and quickly changed his mind.
In pain wanting to take it off all the while looking at Hope for some
relief. She just shook her head and gestured to continue. Simon
apprehensively applied one to the other nipple, adding to the pain.
Hope was able to capture the moment.
“Please don’t make me place the rest on,” Simon begged, realizing the pain was lessening.
Hope stepped forward and began twisting the clothespins on his nipples,
“Do it.” stated plainly and sternly, as Simons began tearing up. Hope
stepped back and Simon placed the next one on the head of his penis,
which hurt about the same as nipples. But now for the one he dreaded;
He gulped and applied the last to his ball sack. He hissed and danced
around for a minute. Then Hope took a few more pictures and then
started messing with each pin, and making fun of Simon, calling him a
baby as tears ran down his face. Luckily, the pain started to wear off,
but it was getting close to school time, and Hope ordered him to remove
the pins. Simon, not knowing any better, started with his nipples, and
the pain shot right through him again and more tears followed. Getting
control of himself and taking the band-aid approach, took the rest of
them off, one by one rapidly, but now in pain until it subsided.
Hope placed everything away, then said, “Alright slave, stop sulking
about and get dressed. I will see you later.” Simon jumped up and got
dressed rapidly, Hope grabbed her bag and opened the door as Simon tied
his last shoe. Simon gathered his belongings and acknowledged that,
even though Hope's test was painful and quite effective, he had loved
it.
Simon headed to his first class, no one suspecting
that he had just been stripped and tortured. Or that he was planning to
take things further as he acquired more evidence. The rest of the day,
every time he saw Jay or Grant, they would be holding his underwear
talking with a girl, and pointing to him, causing the girls to laugh at
him. Each time renewed the embarrassment he felt yesterday. That and
being ill-prepared causes Simon to get a B- during a pop quiz in
science class. Simon spent most of the lunch thinking about how he
would get the rest of the staff involved or out of the way. Hope also
spent her lunch, who Mr. E could be and what else she could have Simon
do, as he is now under her control. Simon, after all, was now in her
hands. Why not play around with that?
Simon poured himself
into his schoolwork during study hall trying to make up for that error
in science. After study hall Simon headed to the gym for his final
class of the day. Just as he entered the building Dr. Marjory pulled
him aside near the locker room doors and said “Simon, it is time we
talked about your small penis and lack of growth. I would like it if
you could stop by to schedule an appointment for an examination. Okay.”
Then she turned and walked back into her office. Anyone who had entered
the building stopped to listen and stared at the two of them, making
Simon turn red and look like he wanted to disappear. Coach Marvin was
standing in his doorway, to ensure no one was messing about when this
occurred and thought it was strange practice on Dr. Marjory's side.
Well, the class went smoothly, and he went to talk to her about it.
They quickly discovered that Mr. E was extorting them both, but they
were clueless as to how Mr. E obtained the damaging information or who
was interested in causing Simon's suffering. Simon did not have any
enemies, but he was not the most popular kid either. Simon was smart,
and respectful, and helped others without sounding condescending when
they needed it in class. It is obvious that Mr. E, whatever he is, is a
shameful and dysfunctional individual. They sat down and went over the
rules he had sent thus far and realized that Simon was going to be in
for a bad year. However, for now, they will have to follow his
rules.
During class, Simon was pulled aside by Coach
Sumner but remained in the class for the rest of class to hear and
displayed them stating that another student had brought these to her
attention and then went over proper bathroom hygiene, as this underwear
clearly shows he is lacking. If this becomes a problem, she will be
doing random inspections for him to ensure he is keeping healthy.
Starting with having him drop his pants right there. Not believe what
he was hearing, but clearly, she was unwavering. Simon lowered his
shorts for all to see his underwear again. Wanting the floor to just
swallow him up. Coach Sumner had him turn in place and stand there for
about 2 minutes. Then told him to pull his pants back up and get back
to class. Then she looked at the rest and shouted at them to stop
staring and get back to class. Simon remained quiet for the rest of
class and just went through the motions. After class, Simon went in,
removed his uniform, and wrapped a towel around his waist to shower.
Well, he was in the shower, Jay took all Simon’s clothing and threw
them into the big trash can by the hall door. Grant just sat on the
bench near the shower waiting for Simon, and when he came out and saw
his locker open with everything missing, he looked around. Jay came
over and stole his towel and Grant picked Simon up and placed him in
the same trashcan. “Enjoy your new home, loser,” Grant said as he left
the locker room. Simon was completely on display as everyone filtered
out, looking at him without making eye contact. Jay was the last to
leave, spitting on Simon as he walked out. Simon is in tears feeling
the shame, defeat, and humiliation well stuck in the trash can. Coach
Marvin came in 2 minutes later and pulled Simon out without helping
with his clothes. Looking over Simon with the realization of how small
Simon looks. Coach Marvin felt bad for the things that were happening
to the boy, but to protect his family he said. “I think you should head
over to the medical office and see Dr. Marjory about your little
problem.” and then left the locker room.
Simon felt like
no one was going to help him now, but as he stood there, thinking about
what had occurred today solidified that he was enjoying being tormented
and isolated, so much so that he was getting hard just thinking about
today's events. Simon got dressed and headed over to the medical office
where Dr. Marjory scheduled a physical examination in 2 weeks after
school for his mother to attend and discuss treatment going forward.
Simon took the appointment slip and once in the hall saw that the
coach's office was empty, he ran in, swapped out the camera, and headed
straight for pick-up.
Simon gave his mother the note and
talked about his day, leaving out the interesting parts. Once home he
put so much focus into his homework during study hall. Simon closed his
door and uploaded the footage from today's cameras onto the memory
stick that was processing. He looked around his room and thought that
he was going to need to move his spy package somewhere else, then
thought why not the false door in the back of his desk? It was made
like the president's desk, as he liked the vintage design with modern
features, he got to see it once when he was touring the white house
with his mother. Once the upload was complete Simon edited the files
from the classroom and stored them in Hopes file. Then cut through the
coach's office and found out that our star athlete, Bradley Starr, is a
steroid user and his supplier is none other than Coach Reese Sorenson,
head coach of the football team. Most shocking was Coach Taylor
Weatherby, as he groped and kissed a female student, Callista Ringo, on
the office couch. Simon broke the video down and created a file for
each, working on a plan but not sure what he was going to have them do.
Once everything was finished, Simon opened his email.
Incoming email
(Jay)
Mr. E
I cannot believe the day Simon had, I mean the pictures we got with the
girls today were better than yesterday, and seeing Simon's reaction to
the Docs and Coach Sumner was priceless. Did you have anything to do
with that? I cannot believe he had to drop his shorts during class.
That was awesome.
The others and I prefer that I be the only
one contacting you but will continue to cooperate. Let me know what our
next task is, thank you.
Jay
—-
(Hope)
Mr. E
This should satisfy your interests.
Hope
Outgoing email
Jay,
I appreciate the message and am willing to work with your arrangement.
Thank you for the pics with the other female students and the video, it
captured the expression on Simon's face, as well as the front of
him.
For Thursday's task, you are to give Simon a
“Special bath” after class. Once he has removed his clothing, you will
drag him over to an unflushed toilet and proceed to wash him using his
underwear and that water.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
—
Dear Hope,
Those are amazing shots and congratulations on your creativity,
continue to hone that skill and test it upon our dear Simon. If he is
to give you any trouble just remind him, who holds the cards. I do not
have any tasks for you thus far, but I would be willing to make a
recommendation. Think about having him masturbate right in front of
you, I am pretty sure that the power to take such a private moment
would entertain you.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
—-
Coach Marvin,
Excellent job, completing your task. You might be wondering how I know
of your success. Similar to the evidence that places you in my grasp, I
can reach almost anywhere. For tomorrow's task, after the last period,
you are to go into the male locker room and assist Jay, Mike, and Grant
with a special bath; ensure you bring a rag. After saying "thank you,"
Simon will get dressed and lead him out of the locker area. You should
then give Mike, Grant, and Jay props for their inventiveness and
dedication to helping a fellow student.
Best wishes,
Mr. E
—
Coach Sumner,
The speech was spot on and making him drop his pants in the middle of
class, shows amazing initiative. Tomorrow between classes you are to
return the torn underwear to Jay discreetly. Then after the last
period, you are to wait in the hallway for troublemakers. When Simon
comes out, accuse him of not showering properly and present him with
two possible punishments; One is to take a supervised shower in the
girls' locker room or two he is to receive a bare-bottom
spanking/paddling in the privacy of your office. No other form of
punishment is allowed, nor any leniency. Simon's life is about to get
harder, and mercy will be a thing of the past.
Best of luck,
Mr. E
—
Dr Marjory
An effective approach today sticks with your instruction, and I will be
in touch before the appointment. I have something in mind but will be
doing research on the subject first. I would recommend looking into
suppository vitamins.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
End Transmission
Simon
kept grabbing his penis with each email, it was getting better and
better. Simon was grossed out by the thought of being covered in pee,
but Mr. E was demanding. Not to mention he was not sure which
punishment he would pick from Coach Sumner. Just then the response came
through.
Incoming email
(Jay)
Mr. E
This next task sounds like fun, to change who is doing what. I will
hold Simon, and Grant is going to document this occasion, and Mike is
going to wash him. Still not sure about the Coaches, is there something
you can do? This is to keep us out of trouble, but this is starting to
get risky.
Jay
End Transmission
It
was nice to have a response to his email, but part of him wishes that
they just get the task and execute it without responding. Wonder how
they are going to react to having the Head Coach show up and assist
with the washing. Simon finished his emails and wandered around the
house, trying to keep his mind off tomorrow. Simon's parents were both
highly successful, so their home was pleasant. There were five
bedrooms, two of which were turned into offices for his parents, and
two primary bedrooms with suites. Mom insisted on staying fit, so the
basement had a great gym. Since his father enjoyed cooking and had been
teaching Simon since he was a young child, his father insisted on
having a lovely pool with a pool house and an outside kitchen/grill.
Simon had been down to the basement a few times but was not as active
as he wanted, but what interested him most down there was the
unfinished space on the other side of the house under his primary
bedroom. When his parents were out sometimes, he would go into that
part of the house and pretend it was a cave filled with dragons, or as
he got older a dungeon, in which he was tortured and enslaved. Simon
took off his clothes and walked around as there was only one entrance
to this side and his parents never came over here. Simon's imagination
started to run wild with the thoughts of a cage in which he was locked
for a day with no food or water, as punishment for something and only
let out after 8 hours to be beaten and then again before bed to be
beaten again, at which he would be placed in on his knee with his arms
tied to the top of the cage, his ankle and knees tied to either side of
the cage and blindfolded. Then five construction lights would be placed
around him, ensuring there were no shadows on his body, then left alone
for the night., only to be awakened in the morning to be beaten once
more and sent to chores before being able to have pureed beef stew for
lunch.
At this time Mom stated that dinner was ready, pulling
Simon from his dream. He dressed and headed upstairs where he ate a
good dinner and hung out with his parents until he had to get ready for
bed. He did not really feel like checking his email before bed tonight.
Just climbed in and fell asleep. Good night. I am off to my sweet
nightmare.
++++
The Misadventures of Simon
By Casper Wright
Email: Casperwright483@gmail.com
This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions
of sexual activity involving minors, which I DO NOT condone and is to
remain a fantasy. If you are not of legal age in your locality to view
such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read
further or save this story.
Thursday (Day 4)
(Beep,
Beep, Beep) Simon got out of bed ready for the day. His 2½” nail led
the way as he went to the bathroom to pee, wash his hands, and brush
his teeth. Simon looked at the mirror, appreciating his features, his
hairstyle (undercut with brushed back), the light brown eyes, his chest
still boyish but beginning to form pecs, his nipples protruding
slightly, his abdomen flat and smooth with his belly button not quite
an outie or an innie, his legs toned and void of hair. His buttocks
remained soft and round, like those of a young child. Regardless of the
fact that it was starting to tone. Simon was hoping that his smooth
groin would remain hairless for the foreseeable future. His soft penis,
which is just 1 ⅕" long, sticks out; Simon wonders what it will be like
when it grows longer and if there's a way to delay or shrink it for
added humiliation. His balls haven't even descended yet. Simon knew
puberty was around the corner; if only there could be a way to delay it
longer. Simon's dad reminded him they were going in five minutes, so he
concentrated on starting his day. Simon dressed, collected his
schoolbag and spy gear, and set out for school.
There's
nothing better to start the morning than listening to early 20s rock
music, and Dad kept humming along as we drove to school. I was relieved
to leave the school. Simon and his study group entered the science
classroom to get ready for tomorrow's test. Shortly before heading off
to homeroom, he walked to the back of the class to sneak a camera into
the eyelet of the artwork that showed the periodic table of elements.
Hope sat up last night trying to fight the feelings she was
experiencing over the Wednesday event with Simon and avoiding her
drunken father. She hated Mr. E for what he made her do, and she was
kind of loving the control she had over Simon. It was both disgusting
and fascinating to consider having Simon masturbate in front of her.
Hope was certain that even though she detested men, she was relishing
the ability to invade Simon’s intimate moment, torment him, and view a
boy's penis, plus she was curious about how boys masturbate. Seeing it
in the videos is one thing, but having a boy do it right in front of
her was vile, but still different; this was real. Hope reopened the
email after hearing her father leave for his night shift, and after
considering the day's events and his suggestions, she repeatedly
masturbated herself before going to bed.
Hope hadn’t even
decided if she could go through with it, with having Simon masturbate
in front of her. She spotted Simon just as he arrived, appearing
confident, like the last couple of days were a dream and he was ready
to take on the world as he entered the science lab. That did it; she
was irritated. What did he have that made him show such pride and
confidence? I’m going to take that away from him, show him he’s not so
mighty.
When Simon came out of the science room to head for
homeroom, he saw Hope looking right at him. She thought he looked
nervous and scared. Like the seriousness from him reminded him of his
situation. If only she could read his mind, she would know how close
she was. Simon struggled with the ifs: if she would require him to
masturbate if he could perform if she only made him edge himself. He
had no control here, making him more nervous and excited about living
close to what he was hoping for. Simon was lucky that he was still dry
firing as he had to walk to class with a steel nail in his pants.
Hope waited at the entrance of the lunchroom for Simon, as it was the
best time to approach Simon. When spotted, she called him over and told
him to follow her. She led him to the science classroom, as it was
empty right now, locked the door, and pulled the blinds.
“Is there something you need?” Simon said in a timid voice while avoiding eye contact.
“Drop your pants and underwear to your ankles.” Hope stated in her stern, make-of-fact tone.
Simon compiled hesitantly, though more slowly than he had anticipated.
Hope reminded Simon of her power by pulling out her camera and starting
to record. "I'll be expanding my collection with this. Now you are
going to give me a nice show and masturbate for me. Now!” Simon's mouth
fell open when he heard this, according to Hope. Inside, Simon was
fighting both sides: He wanted this and was excited to be under her
control, but the other side was still ashamed and felt it was wrong of
her to see him this way.
“I don’t want to. Please leave me
be." Simon pleaded, all the while Hope was able to see his penis was
hard. Hope, displaying her confidence and intimidation, walked over and
said, “This says otherwise,” as she flicked the end of his dick,
surprising him. “Now start. Unless you want me to distribute the photos
of you to the rest of the student body,” and walked back to the counter.
Simon paused a moment, trying to let things sink in before reaching
down and starting to rub up and down his penis. Both Simon and Hope are
in disbelief that it's happening. Even as confident as Hope's face
showed otherwise. Simon continued to rub and closed his eyes but
occasionally looked at Hope. While she caught every bit of it happening
and was not able to turn away. Everything she had planned this morning
went out the window, from mocking him to telling him how pathetic he
was. She just stood against the counter, turned on by what she was
witnessing and the power she held to make this happen.
Simon
continued to rub up and down, and his breathing began getting more
rapid. You could see his chest rising and falling. Then Simon began
shaking, having the best dry orgasm of his life. If he wasn’t holding
on to the counter behind him, he would have fallen over from all the
energy he used. Simon rode the euphoria as he looked at the ceiling,
only to be brought down by laughter. Hope was standing there with a
hand over her mouth trying to quiet her amusement. “Wow, a little boy
in so many ways. Such a small, pathetic little boy, who can’t even
cum.” She said as she got control of herself and collected her things.
“I’ll be seeing you later, baby,” as she wiggled her pinky and left.
Simon pulled up his underwear and pants, just as she opened the door.
His mind raced over what just happened, the embarrassment and shame he
felt as she just mocked him and made an indication of how little he
had. Now that he was not horny, the thought of calling the whole thing
off was stronger than ever. Wanting to go home and curl up in his bed.
But then his mind got the better of him; would he even be able to reach
out to the others before it happened? Plus, even as humiliating as that
was, it was one amazing orgasm. He knew that he was going to have to
and wanted to continue to live through it. With that said, he smiled,
changed out the camera, left to finish lunch, and headed to study hall.
Imagine Jay's surprise when Coach Sumner stopped him between classes to
have Simon's torn pair of underwear handed back to him. “You need to
take care of these; let me know if there are any more incidents like
this,” and walked back to the gym. Jay thought it was weird and didn’t
even say anything to Mike or Grant. It dawned on him when he went to
the gym what they were for, but he still could not believe Mr. E might
be behind it.
PE class was great as they had a 5k run around
the school grounds and park. After class, Simon went to his locker and
took off his fitness attire. Mike only grabbed one arm as he dropped
his underwear and grabbed his towel; Jay took away the towel, tossed it
back into Simon's locker, snatched his other arm, and then pulled him
to a toilet that wasn't flushed and looked as if multiple people had
used it. Grant was standing off to the side, capturing the entire
thing. The other boys in the locker room either watch in amusement or
ignore it, trying to not draw attention to themselves. However,
everyone went back to showering, changing, and leaving.
“What
are you doing?” Simon asked, sounding scared. “Just giving you a hand.
We are nice guys.” Mike replied as Jay handed him the torn underwear
and grabbed Simon’s other arm as well. “Hold still, so Mike can start,
loser,” Jay stated, as Simon tried to pull away. Mike soaked the
underwear in the urine-filled toilet and began working on Simon's left
foot.
“Ew, gross,” Simon said aloud as the cold urine/water smeared over his foot.
“Oh, shut up, loser, or we’ll stuff a dirty sock in your mouth,” Jay
said, shutting Simon up instantly. Simon was grossed out from the bath
and embarrassed to get washed by a boy his age.
Mike continued
his pace as he didn’t want any more urine on him than what was already
there, and he also didn’t want to get into trouble. Mike wondered if
Simon was confused as to why they had started to bully him so suddenly.
It is not like he did anything to them, and they have taken this
further than any of their other victims. As he was recording
everything, Grant wanted to know what Mr. E had in store for Simon and
how extreme he was willing to go. Would there be a time they said no to
him? Jay could care less; he was enjoying himself, and making Simon
miserable was the highlight of his day. Why hadn’t they started
tormenting Simon earlier? Mike Moved on to Simon's right leg when there
was the sound of someone clearing their throat. Mike spotted where it
came from first and stopped what he was doing. Grant saw where he was
looking and stepped back, getting scared. Jay and Simon looked over
their shoulder and spotted the head coach, Marvin, in the doorway. All
the other boys appeared to be gone.
“Stay right there, Grant.”
Boomed the coach as he stepped in. Jay let go of Simon, waiting to hear
the verdict. Simon smiled, pretending like the coach was there to save
him. You could feel the tension building in the room as the coach took
another step toward Simon.
Coach Marvin found the "special
bath" that Mr. E had mentioned to be completely repulsive! He nearly
felt like throwing up, kicking the three children out of school, and
giving Simon a hand! Additionally, he had a fleeting suspicion that one
of the three bullies might have been Mr. E, but he was also aware of
their intellectual background, and not one would have the knowledge or
ability to pull this off. If he had to guess, Simon would be the only
one with the knowledge and means to do something like this, even though
he puts himself off as an average kid. But who would do something like
this? No, Mr. E must be out there somewhere getting his information to
torment the little boy.
“Well, I see you finally made a change
and started to help your fellow students. Isn’t that nice? Don’t stop
on my account.” No one was expecting that response and thought it was a
trap. But they were dumbstruck when the coach pulled out a rag from his
back pocket, dipped it into the toilet, and started to clean Simon's
leg.
“What are you doing, Coach? What's going on?” Simon asked in confusion.
“Help clean you up. Didn't you hear Coach Sumner yesterday? No, close
that mouth before I give you a paddling on top of the bath.” Coach
Marvin stated firmly and looked at Mike to continue. Grant had been
filming the whole time. Jay went and grabbed Simon's things and set
them on a nearby bench.
Both the coach and Mike cleaned Simon's hands, arms, stomach, back, and chest together.
"All right, I'll clean his face and you clean his groin." Coach Marvin
answered. Mike went on to clean Simon's butt, including in between his
taint, balls, and Simon’s penis. At the same time, Coach Marvin took to
scrubbing Simon's entire face, including his eyes, nose, and mouth.
Simon squeezed his lips tight trying to get it in his mouth, but still,
some entered as the smell almost made him puke. Tears started to escape
Simon’s eyes as they finished.
“Time to clean his hair.” Coach
Marvin said as he grabbed the back of Simon’s neck, plunged his head
into the toilet water, and flushed. Simon came up coughing when pulled
out. “Almost done. Do any of you boys need to pee?” Coach asked the
boys. Catching Simon off guard, but the boy said they did. Coach pushed
Simon to his knee and made him spread them. Then took the camera from
Grant, and the boy circled Simon. Ensuring the only penis on camera was
Simon’s, they let loose and peed all over him. Simon realized that it
is one thing to have old, cold pee on him, but more humiliating to have
some pee right on you.
Once the last stream stopped and had
been put away. The coach said to Simon that he should thank his
classmates for helping, then get dressed and leave. Simon begged to be
able to take a real shower only to be met with a stern look and comment
from the coach as to what was wrong with the one he just had. The coach
stated again more forcefully, Thank your classmate, dress, and leave.
Feeling defeated, Simon did as he was told and walked to the door. With
one last look, he walked out.
The coach turned around to address the three bullies. “Why did you record that?”
Grant said he didn’t know. But it’s still not sitting right with Coach Marvin.
“Did Mr. E put you up to this?” Coach Marvin asked
“How do you know Mr. E? Are you him?” Jay replied, taking the lead, as he had been suspicious all day.
“No, I'm here on Mr. E’s demands.” Coach Marvin replied, keeping it short so as to not give too much information.
“How did he get you to follow his demands? What did you do?” Mike asked curiously.
“Well…for now let us just keep that between ourselves and Mr. E and
keep following his instructions for now, at least until we can find out
who he is and how to stop him. This reminds me, "Good job on taking the
intuitive approach to assisting your fellow classmate.” Coach Marvin
stated as he escorted the kids out.
Meanwhile, when Simon
exited the locker room with tears in his eyes, he could smell himself
and was hoping that the smell would come out in the wash. Just as he
was standing there, he could hear footsteps behind him. It was Coach
Sumner. “Simon, wait right there,” she said as she walked up. As she
got closer, she could smell pee coming from somewhere; it was not until
she was right next to him that she realized where it was coming from.
“I thought I had made myself clear yesterday, but you thought I was not
serious. Not showering properly after a run is offensive to those
around you.” She stated.
Simon wanted to explain, saying, "I
tried to, but—." Coach Sumner held up her hand and said, “I don’t need
excuses; you have time to shower properly. So you have two options
since you don’t want to shower on your own. One is that you will take
one in the girls' locker room, where they can supervise you to ensure
proper hygiene, or you will follow me into the coach's office, where
you will receive a sound paddling for your disregard for direction.
Which will it be?”
Simon stood there for a moment, starting to breathe a little heavier, then begged, “Please, I—”
“Choose, or we will conduct both in the girls' locker room.” Coach Sumner warned.
Another moment passed with tension rising, causing Simon to blurt out louder than intended, “The paddling!”
After Hope saw him masturbate and then mock him this morning, he wasn’t
quite ready for even more embarrassment. Simon felt like the part of
him that wanted this was gone…for a moment. He was curious about what
it was to be spanked or paddled, as he's generally a good kid and has
never been spanked in his life.
Coach Sumner and Simon walked
to the coach's office, Simon keeping his head down like he was heading
to his execution, each step bringing him closer. Upon entering, he
glanced at his camera hidden in the office, pretty sure it was still
recording. Coach Sumner and he were the only ones in there today, all
thanks to Coach Marvin assigning the other coaches to the pool to set
up for a meet. Coach Sumner closed the door, shut the blinds, and
grabbed the paddle. Simon thought, “We’ll have to fix that for next
time.”
“Remove your pants and underwear, then bend over the
back of the chair that is in front of the desk.” Coach Sumner ordered
sternly. Simon turned to the chair and took off his pants and
underwear, giving the coach only the view of his butt. Simon leaned
over the chair and grabbed the seat to hold steady, giving a perfect
target for the coach, then closed his eyes with anticipation. Not
having to wait long before the first WHACK. It didn’t disappoint in
what Simon thought would happen, though I did hurt more, which was not
expected.
WHACK, WHACK, Simon was crying by the third hit.
Coach Sumner did not wish to provide Mr. E with any justification for
disclosing the footage of her relationship with her boss. Her career
and family would suffer as a result. So she held nothing back, and in
total, he gave Simon thirty smacks with the paddle. His butt was bright
red, and when he was told he could stand, Sumner smiled as he tried to
rub the stinging out of his butt while displaying his little penis.
Simon then placed his underwear and pants back on, only to be
interrupted when he was about to leave. Coach Sumner stopped him. She
could in good conscience let him leave smelling like that. “Simon, I
can’t let you leave in your state; come with me to the girls' locker
room to shower. The girls will already be gone.” Coach Sumner stated
and directed him to the showers.
Having never been in the
girl's room was weird, but she was correct about it being empty. Coach
Sumner walked around the locker room, and when she was comfortable, she
walked back to Simon and said, “Strip and give me your clothes; I will
find something for you to wear.” Simon's eyes widened in surprise and
pause. “Or do you need another reminder to follow directions with the
paddle?”
That did it; Simon removed his shirt, shoes, socks,
pants, and underwear while Sumner started the shower and watched in
amusement. Simon walked into the water, happy to not have to go home
smelling of urine. Simon tried to hurry as he didn’t want to
accidentally have a girl pop in, but when he attempted to leave early,
Coach Sumner said, “If you don’t slow down and wash properly, I will
bring the paddle back.”
She left while he finished washing,
and then Simon turned off the water only to realize that there was no
towel to dry off with, and worse, because this was the last class of
the day, the swim team and soccer team should be showing up soon. He
just stood there in the shower room, air drying, waiting for the coach
to get back. Thinking about how embarrassed he would be if the girls
were to walk in and see him naked… And now that thought came to mind,
his little penis became stiff.
“Luckily,” Coach Sumner came
back before anyone else showed up. All she could find was a jockstrap
from the high school equipment, which would not cover his butt at all.
Some discarded soccer shorts from one of the elementary school teams,
completely showing off his legs, and a school soccer shirt from last
year, also from the same soccer outfit. He thought he looked like a
child who chose to wear his old soccer uniform, which he grew out of.
Coach Sumner placed his clothing from today into a plastic bag and told
him he needed to get going as it was close to pick-up time. When they
left the room, the coach headed to the pool hall to verify everything
was in place. This gave Simon time to run into the office and not only
swap out the camera but also move it to the top shelf for tracing
purposes.
He made it to the pick-up prior to his mother
arriving, and oddly to him, she didn’t ask about his outfit. Mrs.
Sophia Fulton just assumed that there was an accident during school and
there would be an email from the school explaining it this evening.
Mom had to make a few stops before heading home, and Simon was pretty
quiet. Today's events were harder than he originally anticipated as he
thought, “That was horrible the way I felt when Hope openly mocked me
after I was forced to masturbate in front of her. Being toilet bathed
and then pissed on was disgusting, not to mention some had gotten in my
mouth. I am going to have to rinse my mouth out when we get home. Then
the paddling hurt way more than I thought it would, and finally to have
to strip naked in front of the coach and shower in the girls locker
room; maybe it would be a good thing to stop while I can, before things
get out of hand. Doctor Marjory, Coach Marvin, and Sumner would
probably leave me alone, but Jay, Mike, and Grant—they would take time
to stop, and with how Jay talks, it might be a while. I’m not sure
about Hope; what she has done so far are things suggested by me. But
now that she has felt the power, what might she do?”
Simon and
his mother discussed how school was going, what they should eat for
dinner, and any snacks he might want as they strolled around the
grocery shop. It really cleared his head on the situation, and when he
got home, he helped unload the groceries and then headed for his room
to upload the videos and finish his homework. He thought about the
situation and felt that even though today was terrible, it was one of
the best he’s had so far. Plus Mr. E is wanting more misadventures.
His parents were going on a business dinner tonight, so his dad made
Simon a chicken parmesan that he could heat up later. With them gone,
Simon was able to tear apart the video without having any interruption
and now had leverage on the whole PE staff, thanks to yesterday's and
today's video. With the desks facing the door, apparently Coach Miles
has a camera in the girls' locker room and chose to lock it up
yesterday to view said footage. I wonder what he’ll think of today's
action. Coach Liliana, being the head soccer coach and assistant to the
football coach as well, is also a compulsive gambler who appears to be
rigging her games. Knowing that a coach had an additional camera, Simon
went in search of how to locate these devices and ordered the
equipment. I can claim it's for school, not entirely a lie. Then he
brought up his email and began his plan for tomorrow. Let's finish out
the week with a bang.
Incoming email
(Jay)
—
Mr. E
That was awesome; good to know the coaches are under your control. Mike
nearly had a heart attack when Coach Marvin showed up. Here is the
video of Simon; I hope it is to your satisfaction. Can’t wait to hear
what's next.
Sincerely,
Jay
—
(Hope)
Mr. E
I thought you might find this entertaining. Being forced to do
something against my will bothers me. How can you harbor such
resentment for someone and use it to your advantage?
Hope
End Transmission
Simon uploaded the video into the Flash while eating his dinner and then typed out his response and directions.
Outgoing email
Hope
Congrats on your success in showing your control over Simon. Thank you
for the video. As of now I will not require anything of you today, but
know this: going forward I would like you to keep me in the loop of any
activity you share with him via a video log. Outside of PE, he’s yours
to have fun with, unless I tell you otherwise. Remember to be creative,
be commanding, but most of all remember he’s your plaything now.
Regarding harboring resentment for someone to the extent of torturing
them, this requires commitment, proof, and the capacity to capitalize
on it.
Your Friend,
Mr. E
—
Jay
You guys did a fantastic job peeing on him and giving him a toilet
bath! You guys have probably figured out by now that I'm now in control
of Coach Marvin. By tomorrow, I should have the other coaches as well,
so unless you disobey, in which case they will be happy to discipline
you all. Bullying Simon in the locker rooms and PE shouldn't get you
all into any difficulty. I don't recommend pursuing any of the others
at this time.
Let's remain in the locker room for the time
being. Let's make Simon miserable before the weekend begins, as it's
Friday tomorrow. After gym class, the two of you should use your towels
to whip his butt, back, and balls while he's nude. Make sure to
continue until he starts crying uncontrollably. When you're finished,
you're supposed to tie his feet together and his hands behind his back
to the shower post to prevent him from moving. Leave him there. Coach
Marvin will assist with what is needed to tie him up.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
—
Coach Kyle Marvin
You performed admirably; in fact, I have the film to show that you went
above and beyond what I asked of you. The only precise task you have
for tomorrow is to ensure that everyone can finish their assigned task
and provide the boys with a means to secure Simon. The boys ought to
tie Simon up after giving him a little whipping with their towels.
Ensure that Simon is unable to escape. I would suggest giving a
justification for keeping Simon after school.
As you will
deduce, I now have all the coaching staff under my direction. So your
role as head coach is to ensure staff and students are completing their
tasks. The task for tomorrow:
Coach Taylor Weatherby will conduct a “Health” class tomorrow at the beginning of PE.
Coach Jason Miles will apply clothespins to Simon's nipples while he is tied up.
Bradley Starr is to apply Icy Hot to Simon’s genitals.
Coach Vera Liliana will slap Simon’s stomach until it is bright pink while turning the clothespins.
Coach Rebecca Sorenson will spank Simon, bare bottom, before releasing him.
Good luck,
Mr. E
—
Taylor Weatherby,
I would recommend looking over the footage before it is released to the
proper authorities. This would not only destroy your career and
reputation; this also comes with a prison sentence.
Let's
start with the reason I'm reaching out to you now that I have your
attention. I don't want to share this, fortunately for you. What
interests me is making Simon Fulton's life miserable. Tomorrow in gym
class, you will force him to kiss Ted Blanton's two unshod feet. You
will also force him to kiss both of Grant Dixon's hands. You will force
him to kiss Mike Simpson's cheeks. Furthermore, you will force him to
kiss Jay Charles' mouth. That will conclude the lesson. There will be
more tasks to come later.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
—
Jason Miles
From the image/video attached, you can see evidence of you recording
the girls' locker room via your computer. Not only illegal, but it will
end your academic career permanently. So you have two options: one is
going to jail and losing everything you have worked toward, or two,
follow my direction from this day forward until I have no use for you.
That being said, to prove your commitment, you are to send me the video
that you would have found on the same feed on your computer of Simon
Fulton showering in the girls' locker room. This will remain between
us; you will find out more from Coach Marvin. Tomorrow, after the last
period, when the rest of the students have left the gym, you will find
Simon tied up in the boys locker room. You are to place clothespins on
each nipple and leave; do not assist him with anything else.
Sincerely,
Mr. E.
—
Bradley Starr
You can see that I have you on video taking steroids. This would result
in the loss of your athletic scholarship and your ineligibility to play
for the remainder of the season. Given your grades, you'll probably
lose any hope for a bright future. However, if you follow my
instructions going forward, I won't divulge what I know.
Tomorrow, before practice, you will find Simon Fulton tied up naked in
the locker room. All that is needed from you is to apply Icy Hot to his
genitals and leave him. Simply enough? There will be more to come, so
keep in touch.
Sincerely,
Mr. E.
—
Vera Liliana
After reviewing the video and phone call, you can see how this can
affect your career. Crestwood Private School may not be the top private
school in the states, but I’m pretty sure that coaches are prohibited
from betting on games, and even more offensive is rigging said games.
This will end your career with any private school, and you will never
be able to coach in the league.
Let's talk about what you can
do to prevent this from going to the board now that I have your
attention. I want to rig a game, just as you do. The objective of the
game is to completely overturn Simon Fulton's world. Your task to keep
this video and anything else I pull up about you from coming to light
will be to follow my instructions when I send them. Your first task
will be during football practice; you are to go into the boys' locker
room, where you will find a tied-up Simon naked. When you get there,
just give Simon's belly a good slap until it’s bright pink. While
you’re at it, keep turning the clothespins on his nipples, but don’t
take them off. Once you’re done with that, you can head out.
Sincerely,
Mr. E.
—
Rebecca Sorenson
Apparently, you don’t mind administering drugs; the video shows in
great detail this fact. Well, at least you will have a career to fall
back on once you are out of prison, as coaching will no longer be an
option. Or…you can do the tasks I send your way, and I will not send
this to the board and let them handle it. For starters, I will need you
to administer some discipline to Simon Fulton, my real target.
Simon Fulton will be found in the locker room, naked and bound,
following football practice. Make sure to spank him hard; as you
administer 100 spanks with your hand, you can then set him free. If you
are worried, just wait till morning and Coach Marvin will explain
things.
Sincerely,
Mr. E.
End Transmission
Simon
made sure he covered everything by going over all of his emails and
notes. He wanted to kick off the weekend in style by making tomorrow
extremely difficult. Paddling today demonstrated that he ought to
expect that it will hurt more than he anticipated and that it doesn't
take much action to make him cry. He wondered which would hurt more or
less—the whipping, the paddling, or the spanking. On top of that,
Hope's experiment with the clothespins proved they would become part of
the fun. Though how all this will feel with the Icy Hot on his penis
and balls and the pink belly will be interesting. Just thinking about
it was giving Simon a tingly feeling in his stomach.
He was
interested to see how Coach Weatherby would present the health class.
The idea of doing things with other boys did not bother Simon because
he considered himself bisexual, but having to do gay actions in front
of people is practically a dream come true. Furthermore, obtaining
video footage of him in the ladies' locker area would provide
additional damning proof against Coach Sumner.
Getting late,
Simon removed his shirt and shorts and took his dishes to the
dishwasher. Wondering what it would be like to be completely naked
walking through the house, forbidden from wearing clothing or maybe not
having clothing in his room. Simon’s tight underwear was tented out as
he walked into the kitchen. Once the dishwasher was started, Simon
looked around, pulled down his underwear, and walked around the house
for a bit, then headed for a shower and bed. Dreaming of what tomorrow
will bring. Good night. I am off to my sweet nightmare.