By Casper Wright
Copyright 2025 by Casper Wright, all rights reserved
[5,618 words]
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nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
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The Misadventures of Simon
By Casper Wright
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.
Ted’s POV (Day 1-5)
While Simon was resting because it was the weekend, he believed that
today was the greatest day to recover. Ted Blanton awoke early after
his discovery last night, given how strange his school week had been.
In addition, Ted was an 11-year-old overweight boy who stood 4'1" (1.25
meters) tall, with short black hair, dark brown eyes, and chestnut
skin; In comparison, Ted's penis was just an inch long and flaccid, but
it swelled to 2.7" when erect. On Monday, Jay, Grant, and Mike were
acting strangely, as if they were looking around for someone. Only to
find them pantsing Simon at the end of the gym. Ted could relate to
Simon because he had been in a similar situation numerous times and had
experienced everyone's laughter. However, he was positive Simon had
begun the year in boxers. At least nobody said he was dressed in a
girl's underwear.
He was still nervous going in on Tuesday and
the bullies were going to still be after him, but while they were still
looking for someone throughout the day, they just ignored him. Ted was
glad to be left alone as he already had to deal with issues at home,
though he kinda felt left out. Then before gym class he witnessed Simon
suffering a wedgie so severe that his underpants ripped. Ted had
received a few wedgies; they were usually painful, and the boys would
make fun of him when he started crying, but he never had them as
severely as Simon; who never appear to have cried just beg for relief.
When Wednesday arrived, Grant simply said, "Good morning, fatty," which
made a few people chuckle, but that was it; he was left alone again to
work on his schoolwork, which was wonderful because he was catching up
on things that were running late and gaining ahead in a few other
areas. The final period was strange because Dr. Marjory, who is
typically gentle and discreet, openly called Simon out, and then Coach
Sumner publicly chastised Simon for the ripped underpants from
yesterday. What was happening? Shortly after taking a shower, he
witnesses Simon going to his locker only to discover it is empty, Jay
stealing his towel, and Grant throwing Simon in the garbage. "They
never tried this on me," Ted pondered. "I'm not sure why, but too many
things are happening so quickly for it to be a coincidence." After
spending some time studying at the library, Grant went home.
Fortunately, his stepfather, the Chief of Police, was working third
watch and was leaving as he arrived.
Dalton Blanton, 44, is
the Chief of Police. He stands 5'10" (1.78m) tall with straight sandy
blonde hair, brown eyes, and sand-colored skin. He is viewed by most as
a straightforward officer who does not discriminate and who will
evaluate any issue thoroughly and promptly before acting. He has
received awards for his civic service and gratitude from the governor
and mayor. However, behind closed doors, he was physically and
emotionally cruel to his wife and stepson. Ted clearly tried to avoid
him as much as possible, as his mother was too far gone to do anything.
Ted was counting down the days till he could leave on his own.
The wonderful part is that, as an only child who doesn't want anyone
snooping into his family, Dalton got Ted a nice computer for school
when they were getting ready for school. This allowed Ted to study a
variety of subjects, including information technology, and he began
exploring what was going on at the school, including tapping into the
school records. Ted wasn't sure what he was searching for yet, but he
had a gut feeling that he would find the answer if he continued to
watch the bullies.
Things were operating under the new
normal by Thursday. Grant and Mike were still looking for someone, but
Jay seemed to be at ease. However, when Coach Sumner approached Jay and
handed him a small bag containing what seemed to be cloth, he gave her
a perplexed look but said nothing. The rest of the day went smoothly.
However, when he finished his run and headed for a shower, the boys had
Simon by the toilet and Mike had just removed a cloth… or perhaps the
ripped underpants from the other day, which was oozing yellow liquid
and evidently had been in the toilet. After starting Simon's foot
washing, Jay shot Ted a glance that told him to keep moving. He quickly
washed, dressed, and departed since he didn't want to get harmed again.
When he watched Coach Marvin go inside and didn't see the lads running
out, he thought it was strange, and Coach Sumner was there at the end
of the corridor, her 6' 3" (1.9m) stern face, with short blonde hair
and ocean blue eyes telling him to leave.
He departed just to
meet his stepfather, who had picked him up from school. Then Dalton
took him to the old family property just outside of town, as the Chief
was an only child and his parents died around the same time he married
Ted's mother. Pushing Ted into the home was always a bad memory for
them both; Ted was only currently experiencing the recollections.
"You're a loser, a failure, Just a tiny cry-baby." Ted was made fun of by his stepfather.
"Please don't bother me." Ted uttered such words in the hopes that his stepfather would finally pay attention and give in.
"You see? You're a little girl. You have to man up, and I am the man to
do it." His stepfather stated, clearly he was drunk as it being a day
off and Ted's mother was out of town.
"Don't today, please.
You can do whatever you want tomorrow, but please leave me alone
today." With tears already welling up in his eyes, Ted pleaded.
"Look, the little loser is crying already. Remove your shirt and act
like the little girl you are for us. His stepfather gave the command.
The main reason they came out here was to be away from the public eye
and for Dalton to act like his own father when he grew up. Now,
however, he has made his own version.
Ted was aware of the
outcome already. During these moments, he wished Jay, Charles, and Mike
were the ones teasing him instead. Ted removed his shirt. His breasts,
pudgy belly, and lack of body hair all showed why Ted wasn't happy with
his appearance and why children teased him about it. "Oh, notice your
tiny breasts. I have no doubt that infants will love sucking on you
when you become a lovely woman." Ted is intimidated by his stepfather.
Ted broke down in tears. "Oh, hold on, you're meant to be a male,
right? How about removing your trousers to demonstrate it?" Ted's
stepfather went on.
Ted removed his shoes and slacks,
leaving him in only his underwear and socks. Even though he was wearing
underwear, Ted felt extremely exposed. His legs and thighs, which were
hairless, were exposed.
How am I meant to tell you're a boy
when your underpants don't seem to bulge? You seem like a girl to me.
Ted was teased by his stepfather. "You ought to wear your dress,"
Dalton said. "Please don't. Anything else than the dress." Ted begged.
He despised wearing that outfit, especially since Ted's stepfather used
to have his buddies around for a poker game and force Ted to wait on
them like a 'nice wife'. Man, if the kids realized he had his own
dresses, they would never let him forget it!
"Then remove your
socks and underwear. Prove that you are a boy." Dalton said. Ted
removed his socks and underwear, like he had done many times before his
stepfather. There was more to his underdeveloped penis than age. The
physician had stated, "If they could find a way to get his weight under
control it would be fine, and could lead a normal life. His testicals
haven’t grown more and he might be a late bloomer. We will continue to
monitor" Ted's stepfather took great pleasure in making fun of him for
it. "That's strange. A ball sack is somewhat visible, but not a penis.
I'm positive that it's simply a small vagina there." Dalton said.
"I am a boy!" Ted interrupted, attempting to maintain his nonexistent dignity.
"You are a little pussy, regardless of the situation. I must turn you into a man." Dalton claimed.
Dalton removed his belt, Ted understood what was about to happen. Ted
grabbed a dining room chair and pulled it to the center of the room
without being asked. He placed his hands on the chair's top and held on
as tightly as he could. Dalton's hits surprisingly accurately, despite
being intoxicated. Ted, who had been crying, started wailing like a
small girl, which prompted Dalton to tease him and give him more severe
spankings. His butt quickly turned crimson since Ted's stepfather liked
to paddle him until his arm grew tired. It seemed like an eternity to
Ted, although it was only ten minutes of severe spankings.
When Dalton was finished, he made Ted turn around. "Listen, you are a
pitiful girl. You ought to try handling it like a man the next time I
spank you. Because you disappoint me greatly." Dalton insisted. Hearing
a parent, even a resented stepparent who has raised you for the
majority of your life, express disappointment in you is the most
devastating and heartbreaking thing a child can hear. "I apologize,
father. Let me make it right, please. Ted spoke with a downcast
expression. As he put his belt back on and made his way to the car,
Dalton only glared at him. After getting dressed, Ted headed to the
car. Ted found it difficult to sit in the car, let alone sit at his
computer. Whatever is happening will wait until tomorrow.
Despite his soreness, Ted was eager to get to school. Strange new
sensation that no one was around to continue tormenting him. His
morning lessons were going well; nothing seemed out of place, and the
bullies were acting less strange and more calm. At lunchtime, Hope
Simmons joined them. Unnoticed, Ted sat quietly at the table
immediately behind her, listening in on the talk. The Hope mentions a
Mr. E, who appears to be extorting all of them, even the coaching
staff, against Simon.
Now that Ted had a target, he would
need to sift through all of their emails to find Mr. E. Ted was ready
for the day to be over and had a hard time focusing in until after
sitting waiting for gym to start. Then he noticed that Simon was
standing up front with the Coaches looking smaller than his size, and
Coach Marvin had what appears to be a vicious paddle. Coach Weatherby
stated that today would be more like a health class, specializing in
relationship etiquette. This caused a bit of commotion when they stated
that Simon would be required to kiss a boy or rather boys’. Coach
Marvin quickly squash with a threat of a naked paddling. Then the most
shocking thing, Coach Weatherby called Ted down, taking into account
how this week has gone. Having to kiss another boy would not be that
bad, plus not one of the kids would fault him, since Coach Marvin
instilled the threat of being stripped and paddled in front of the
class.
When he was told to remove his shoes and socks, Ted’s
heart started to race and state that he would do as told. Coach
Weatherby quickly explained the fact of the demonstration and he was
fine. Having Simon kiss his feet and suck on his toes, brought a
strange feeling and Ted’s penis became solid; which was the first time
Ted was thankful that his penis was small. Then he was released from
his role, and the class moved on to Grant, Mike, and Jay. Which was
entertaining, but when Simon and Jay parted ways, Ted could have sworn
Jay was wearing his own hard on. After a brief warm-up, workout, and
cool-down, they proceeded to the shower.
Everything changed as
soon as they entered the dressing room. Although several people
believed they may intervene, Simon ended up receiving a harsh towel
whipping. By the end, Simon simply collapsed on the floor, and the
majority of people had already left. Ted was standing near the entrance
as Grant attached Simon to the shower rod, but left before they could
spot him.
After Ted made it home, he watched his stepfather
climb into his police vehicle. "Mom will be home soon," Dalton said.
“This weekend, I will be on duty, so please finish your chores and
schoolwork. If something comes up, give dispatch a call, and they will
deliver the message to me.” Ted believed that Dalton just seemed phony
when other people were around. However, because Dalton had done so much
for the town and state, no one would believe Ted if he said anything.
Ted was relieved that he had departed, and with no one in the house, he
immediately began examining his bullies and the staff's emails. Behold,
there was Mr. E and his instructions, proof that he had complied with
the staff and bullies. As the IP address was traced, it passed through
numerous servers, one of which was Simon's residence. The sentence
pattern then resembles one of Simon's more focused essays when a
cross-matching Mr. E with everyone's sentence patterns.
Ted,
perplexed, tried to access Simon's email but was denied. He tried
switching servers, but the issue persisted. He searched the evidence,
frustrated, but found no clues. After putting everything on a flash
drive, Ted left to eat supper with his mother when she arrived home.
She went to bed since she was exhausted after the trip. Having just
spent the week at an old friend's. After tidying up, Ted went back to
his computer to read over his emails.
In one of the school
messages, there was a rant about the class that was held today, and a
formal review was going to take place, as well as Coach Marvin and
Coach Weatherby being required to go before the school board. "That was
a predictable outcome." With a thought, Ted moved the pull-up video
files. Most were clearly trimmed down, but the files themselves seemed
as originals, allowing them to be utilized if necessary and not being
questioned as doctored.
Then he noticed something; it was the
Doctor Marjory video. Although the school has a uniform requirement,
each student is allowed to wear different shoes as long as they are
clean and have a gym set. The footage shows a student sleeping on the
table, but the shoes they're wearing are unmistakably Simon's because
they have a service tag shoved into the laces. A token from a fallen
buddy, which he made when he was younger and traveled abroad with his
mother. He presented a story when questioned about it on his first day
of classes.
After organizing everything, including notes from
Simon's teacher stating that he was clearly holding himself back. It
became evident that pointed to one thing, and that is that Simon is Mr.
E., and Ted printed everything out and rectified the photographs, that
would lead others to the same conclusion. Ted decided to speak with
Simon tomorrow to obtain his perspective on the story.
Saturday (Day 6)
That morning, Ted got up early, showered, ate breakfast, and informed
his mother that he was going to a friend's house. She had never heard
of any friends he had made, so this was very new to her. She instructed
him to call if he needed a ride home and it got too late.
Ted
hopped on his bike and rode to Simon's; he knew where to go but had no
idea how far it was. Half an hour later, he was sweating profusely as
he got off the bike. Upon approaching the front door, he felt anxious.
Simon's mother answered the door, not having met Ted but knowing that
Simon had assisted or hung out with several of the pupils at that
school throughout the previous year. Sophia, a 33-year-old woman who is
5 '7 " (1.7m) tall, has blonde hair, brown eyes, and beige skin, is
happy that connections and assisting people are crucial in any
situation. She has gained both friends and enemies in her role as the
head of the local Homeland security office. Ted was shown Simon's room
by Sophia.
At the door, Ted knocked and when Simon opened it,
he was surprised. I have something I want you to help with, then pull
out a file and show it to him. Simon was dumbstruck when he saw the
evidence he had given to all his correspondence. Simon felt his heart
begin to race. He was constantly aware of the possibility that someone
would discover he was Mr. E. In all honesty, Ted was the last person he
believed would be aware of Mr. E's identity or even be interested in
learning it. And he wasn't even extorting Ted! Simon rapidly closed the
door and turned to Ted.
"How did you obtain these?" Simon enquired.
“It was tricky, but to be honest, the school firewall needed a better
update,” claimed Ted. “I pulled them for their email addresses. Though
coming up with you as Mr. E was difficult, one of the IP addresses
bounced off your house, your writing style matched an essay, and oh,
the feed with the Dr. caught a glimpse of your shoes.”
"So, what exactly do you want? Are you going to tell the others about me being Mr. E?" asked Simon warily .
"I'm not going to tell anyone, this is probably the best outcome for
me.” Ted asked. "Look, Simon, I don't see why you're bringing this on
yourself or why you would desire these things to happen to you is
beyond me. But, if you want this, I will not stop you, just be careful."
"Really?" Simon asked curiously.
"In the past, Jay and his pals would constantly tease, harass, and just
plain bully me. They have finally left me alone. I was just curious as
to why they had stopped. That's why I'm delighted that I don't have to
worry about what will happen to me, until after school. I mean,” Ted
replied as he started to get a little quiet, “my step-father is hard
enough to deal with.”
Simon gave an inquisitive look as he
asked, “What’s your step-father do that could be worse than dealing
with the three delinquents?” Ted just looked anywhere but Simon as he
shrugged it off.
"Listen, you have bigger problems to deal
with; right now, parents are complaining to the PTA and school board
about the health class. Mrs. Elle, the PTA president, has requested an
emergency conference for Coach Marvin and Weatherby. They could lose
their job, if not worse.”
Simon's mind started wondering,
grabbing at anything that could fix the issue. “If they leave, I would
still have the others, but I would need to find dirt on their
replacements. That's not even taking into account that if Coach Marvin
and Weatherby leave they don’t bring the whole thing to light.” Ted
could see that Simon was trying to work things out, as he was no longer
looking at Ted, but rather looking everywhere and nowhere
“I
know you’re stuck, as if they replace them things might go back to the
way things were or you would have to get dirt on the newbies. But there
is another option…” Ted stated, causing Simon to look his way, like he
forgot Ted was there. “Blackmail the school board.”
“What?!” Simon said, confused how he didn’t come to that first.
“There are six members on the board. With both our talents we should be
able to dig up something on them, plus I help review information to
help hide your Identity, well Mr. E. Plus I closed the loop and have
access to the school system already.”
“Why would you help me?” Simon inquired
"It's Simple. You can do what you want, and I'll be left alone. It is
beneficial to me. Plus, I do expect something in return." Ted uttered
those words.
Simon soon came to the realization that, for the
first time, someone had some degree of power over Ted because he was
aware of the reality. Indeed, Hope was "blackmailing" him, but Simon
had the last word since he was Mr. E. He had nothing on Ted. Ted would
be able to force him to do whatever. Simon may be forced to strip
naked, given a blowjob, or even punched in the balls by Ted if Ted so
desired. The possibilities of what Ted may do were causing Simon to get
a hard-on.
"What do you want in exchange?" A little anxious, but hopeful, Simon questioned.
"I need your assistance to locate information about my stepfather that
would persuade him to stop bothering me. Since he's the police chief, I
realize this will be challenging, but I believe we can work things out.
I mean, it's not like parents are innocent; everyone has some secrets
to hide," Ted affirmed. Simon was taken aback by that. Before that, he
had never given his parents much real thought as potential blackmail
targets. Yes, of course, he would like to have his own set of rules at
home. There is no privacy, spankings, or wearing clothing at home.
However, if Ted's stepfather wasn't flawless, then perhaps his parents
weren't either.
"All right, Ted, I'll assist you. Beginning
tomorrow, we will investigate the school board members and your
stepfather. But I need a day to finish assignments and finish other
tasks." Simon stated. "Thank you, Simon." Ted commented.
Just as Ted was about to leave, Simon spoke up, "Hold on, Ted. You know that you currently have the power over me." Said Simon.
"I understand," Ted remarked.
"So that's it?" With a hint of disappointment, Simon answered. "You're
not interested in learning what it's like to have me do anything, are
you?"
"Actually, no. Can we simply be friends?" Ted enquired.
Simon gave a nod. "Yes, we can. Want to go over our homework together and then play some video games?"
For the majority of the day, Simon and Ted played together without
issues. After Ted left, Simon resolved to deal with his "other thing"
before pursuing the school board members and Ted's stepfather.
While his father and mother are engaged in the yard, Simon snuck into
his father's study. On top of the desk, he discovered a ledger that
included all of the accounts. Simon opened his fathers laptop, but
wasn’t sure what he was looking for, plus it was far too easy to
access. Then Simon heard footsteps coming up the hallway. Quickly he
dove under the desk to hide, as no one was allowed in his parents
offices.
‘Clump’,‘clump’,‘clump’
Closer and closer
they got, Simon's heart was pounding in his chest. It felt like time
was running slow with each ‘clump’. Then they began fading, until he
couldn’t hear them anymore.
.Simon exhaled a sigh of relief.
A few minutes later, he heard nothing. Simon raised his head,
accidently bumping into the top of the desk, but it was softer than
expected. He noticed, however, that it was not the desk, but rather
another ledge hidden under the desk. Simon decided to take it out and
study the ledger; it appeared to match the one on his desk, but some of
the totals did not match up. Simon quickly calculated that millions
were being transferred to another location, indicating that his father
is embezzling money from his job.
After making a few notes on the account details and pictures, Simon put everything back where he found it and left.
Knowing that his father stole, he wondered whether he might uncover
anything on his mother. Check to ensure that the coast was clear and
that no video feeds were active. Simon entered his mother's office and
began searching; there was nothing under her desk or in drawers, and
the bookcases were built into the wall and did not move. Simon was
beginning to believe he might need to access her computer, but this
might lead anywhere. This was until he noticed a book that appeared out
of place: his baby book.
Upon removing it to examine its
contents, I found that it contained documents and an external hard
disk. Simon brought it to his computer and disabled the wifi; after
opening the files, he discovered classified documents on the hard
drive. He removed the hard drive and checked to ensure that nothing was
on his computer. He then copied several of the cover sheets to the file
before returning everything.
It was nerve-racking to think
that his father was a criminal and his mother was keeping this kind of
data hidden in their home. His father could go to prison, and his
mother could be imprisoned or executed. This is going to be difficult.
The remainder of the day went smoothly, and dinner was excellent.
However, as he settled down before bed, he wrote emails to his parents,
the coaches, the bullies, and the doctor. He also compiled a list of
school board members and made files for each. After that, he went to
bed.
After leaving Simon's house, Ted proceeded to his safe
haven in the woods, located behind his house. Because his stepfather
was a complete noob when it came to anything other than plug-and-play
electronics, Ted was able to splice internet connections and install a
repeater to extend the wi-fi connection to his hideout.
When
his stepdad was home between shifts, this always gave him a brief
opportunity to escape the stepdad. However, today was different since
his hiding place allowed him to begin investigating the school board
members. He got really into it, and the rest of the day flew by; it
wasn't until he heard the train that he realized it was dinnertime. He
packed everything up and called it a night, eager to show Simon what he
discovered.
Sunday (Day 7)
Ted rose early this morning as he wanted to get over the SImon’s to go
over what he had found so far and hope to get a plan of action for the
targets going forward. Ted wrote a note for his mom to let her know
that he was going to hang with a friend, then grabbed his pack and left.
Simon got up at a normal time for the weekend and went to shower and
get ready for the day. Just as he stepped in, his mother yelled up that
they were headed out for a while. Simon knew that it was a date, as
they don’t get to go out together outside of work dinners.
Simon went downstairs sans pants, only wearing his shirt and
underpants, and found breakfast in the oven warmer ready for him. After
learning about his father's financial embezzlement and his mother's
theft of top-secret information, it felt a little strange to see them.
He didn't feel quite satisfied. On the one hand, it meant he could
blackmail them, and he could extend his “misery” to his home. However,
it implied that his parents were not flawless, but rather average
people. He did wonder what his parents were thinking of committing acts
like that.
He was about to eat when the doorbell rang. Simon
answered the door, and there was Ted! When Ted looked down, he noticed
that Simon had no pants on. "I believe you forgot to wear pants,
Simon!" Ted stated. As Ted entered, Simon shrugged.
“I don’t
normally wear pants if I can when my parents aren’t home. Hungry? Dad
made breakfast before he left.” Ted was about to decline before seeing
the food. It turned out to be both delicious and healthy, which his
doctor would love. After placing the dishes in the dishwasher, they
headed to Simon’s room. Ted noticed that Simon could have worn pants
though he chose to cover up by pulling his shirt down. It didn't quite
accomplish the job, as Ted could see Simon had developed an erection.
This made Ted a little uneasy, but he chose to dismiss it for the time
being. If Simon didn't want to wear pants, he wasn't going to push the
matter, risking upsetting him and potentially fighting with his new
friend.
Following a few awkward moments of silence, Ted pulled
out his laptop. "Well, I have some good news. There are a total of six
school board members: Anthony Phelps, Marcus Oran, George Crane,
Margaret Heart, Samatha Korn, and of course Mary Beth Elle. I was able
to uncover secrets from three of the board members, by just accessing
their personal computer. That leaves us with only three." Ted informed
Simon. Simon had only met Mary Beth Elle and Samantha Korn, the others
are a mystery. Simon's only daily interaction was with Ms. Korn, his
Math teacher. She enjoyed taunting him with math questions. Simon
simply knew that he would need to get her to paddle him at some point.
“That was fast. It’s surprising what people will leave on their computer.” Simon said.
“Agreed, though not everyone will divert their IP address to ensure no
one can find them. So they can email people to embarrass them and
torment them.” Ted replied. Simon smiled at this, but it was a proud
and ashamed smile.
Ted inserted his flash drive into his
laptop and said as he brought up the evidence, “So here’s what I found
so far, Marcus Oran is a thirty-three-year-old producer, director,
photographer, and movie manufacturer; outside of that, he also sits on
several committees. You remember when I did that speech at the
beginning of the year, about the importance of honest work and not
copying other people's products. He's a bald, Black male with a smooth
goatee, standing at 5'9 (1.75 m) strong physique. It turns out that not
only does he manufacture pirated movies, but he is also into underage
porn.” As Simon looked over the files and the photo’s copies from
Marcus’s computer. It was unexpected. Because he believed that file
sharing networks posed a threat to indie filmmakers like himself,
Marcus was always vocally opposed to them.
"I can make use of
that. It's against the law and could destroy his reputation. Marcus
will do all it takes to prevent the public and the authorities from
learning about it." Simon commented with a smile. He knew exactly what
he could have Marcus perform as a test. "All right, what more do you
have?" Simon enquired.
“George Crane, a respected man,
property investor/developer. He's a 53 white male, with short straight
hair, and a short beard, and stands at 5’6(1.68m) Apparently he a
racist,” As he pulled up a file marked George Crane, showing multiple
email blocking potential clients that were denied occupancy for random
reason, but corresponding email between Crane and management
specifically identifying the individual by race. “Okay, so he’s a
racist, I’m not okay with that but how can we use that?” Simon asked.
“Well, from what I read, because of the number of people affected and
violations, George would lose quite a bit of money, reputation and his
business would probably close. He would probably have to leave the
states as his realtor licence would be revoked.” Ted stated.
“Yes, but right now we can’t use the information we have because of how
it was obtained…but we could compile a list of those affected and
threaten to send it to a trusted lawyer. I think I might know a few of
my mothers.” Simon said, “Who’s the third?”
"Mrs Mary Beth
Elle, 31, is approximately 5'5 (1.65m) tall with blond hair, green
eyes, and a toned body. She works out at the country club gym. PTA
president and prospective mayoral candidate in the upcoming election.
She ran on a platform of improving the town by giving people access to
education and giving kids more stimulating possibilities."
Mary-Beth-Elle has twins named Mark and Ella. They are eighth-graders.
As popular as she is beautiful, Ella is the middle school's head
cheerleader. Simon was aware that she might also be harsh to other
female classmates. Likewise, Mark? Known for pushing himself and his
teammates to the limit as the basketball team's captain. Simon was
aware that a lot of people preferred him over Bradley. Simon had
already met Mary Beth several times. Despite the fact that she was
always kind to him, his mother always perceived her as harsh, aloof,
and somewhat of a bitch. He was aware of this because his mother was
constantly griping about Mary Beth. “As it turns out she’s been
stealing from the school treasury, namely the science department that
she’s been pushing for to update the lab equipment.” Ted explained as
he pulled footage and documents showing how the money had come in.
Simon looked over the ledger again and said “Wait she’s not stealing,
she is laundering the money, look at the expense of going out matched
up equipment that is not there.” Simon's heart rose, thinking about
this, someone else is in on this.
“We’ll look more into this
but I think we are going to have another target here. This is awesome.
So we still require convincing evidence from Samantha Korn, Margaret
Heart, and Anthony Phelps."
“Well Margaret Heart is a 25
year-old lawyer having taken over her fathers firm as he passed away.
Not much I can get just yet, never met her outside of this. I believe
she obtained the school board position, since she had attended here and
her father sat on the board. We’ll have to keep looking for her.” Ted
said and Simon nodded in agreement.
"Samantha Korn, 62, is
5'1" (1.55 m) tall, has short white hair, and has piercing blue eyes. A
seasoned teacher who instills both knowledge and fear in you. There
have been rumors that she worked for MI6 before leaving Britain. We'll
need to do some research on her as well." Ted stated. “I have closed
circuit cameras in the school right now, but I will still need one for
her classroom.” Simon said.
“That leaves Anthony Phelps, 43, 5
'11 (1.81m), red hair, blue eyes. He can be pleasant to be around, but
very scary when he starts yelling. He owns the factories that employ
most of this town, as well as the hospital, gym, and several major
stores. My step-dad is a friend of his and from what I know, He spends
his Sunday at the country club, talking with some of the other founding
families.”
"Well, that is a problem unless you have access. My family has not yet joined." Simon commented.
“True, but I do know another way in, but you might not like it,” Ted
said, as he placed his laptop away and turned to hand the flash drive
to Simon, “maybe you will actually.” Ted smiled as he set his bag next
to Simon’s desk, as Simon placed the flash drive with the other
evidence.
Simon put on a pair of shorts and they left for the
country club. Since Simon's bike tire was torn, they got on Ted's. It
was a sight to see a skinny kid standing on the back of the bike
alongside a slightly overweight kid. We made good time, but Ted rode
right past the front gate. Simon could see that the fence surrounded
the entire perimeter.
After the second turn around the fence,
the odor got unpleasant. As they approached the odor, Simon recognized
it as the sewage water escaping beneath the fence.
"My mom
occasionally forces me to hang out with a cousin, who constantly sneaks
in. He claims that as long as you do not enter the clubhouse, where the
offices are located, everyone assumes you are permitted to be on the
grounds. He plays tennis, swims, and engages in a variety of other
activities. I've accompanied him on a few occasions, but I always
detest the process of getting in and out." According to Ted.
"Our clothing is going to become filthy. Plus, we'll smell." Simon brought up a point.
"My cousin has a bag of clean clothing close to the dumpster for a purpose, and some soap," Ted answered. "Don't look."
Even though Simon had seen Ted naked in the locker room, Ted was
uncomfortable stripping in front of Simon. When Simon turned around,
Ted followed suit, so that neither boy was looking at the other. The
pair hastily removed their shoes, socks, and shirts. Simon did not
hesitate to take down his pants, but Ted hesitated. They were both
hesitant to remove their underwear.
"All right, let me go
first. When to cross, I'll tell you. Don't look." Ted commented. Simon
complied. He listened as Ted entered the water, swam across, and
emerged. He heard Ted pull a plastic bag out. Ted was washing himself
when he heard a faucet turn on. He was certain that he heard Ted mutter
a swear. Ted gave Simon permission to turn around after a few seconds.
Upon doing so, Simon saw that Ted was not glancing at him. Ted wore
sandals, a swimsuit, and a shirt.
Ted said, "I have some bad news."
“What?” Simon responded.
"My cousin occasionally brings his clothes home to be washed," Ted said.
It's alright. I'll simply toss my clothing over the fence. "Said Simon."
"That won't work. There's barbed wire on top, and the barrier is too tall!" Ted brought up an important point.
Simon looked up at the top of the fence and realized the truth.
Well, we'll just have to get by," Simon answered.
Simon went across the trench. Despite how horrible it was, Simon
managed to get through it. He hurried to the opposite side and cleaned
himself with a faucet that was off the building's side. Ted continued
to look away from him.
"So, what are you planning to do? You
cannot walk around the club grounds naked. You will be kicked out or
arrested." Ted commented.
"Where is the locker room?" Simon answered.
"It's not that far," Ted explained. "Right now, we are behind the main
clubhouse structure. We may access the locker room on the other side of
the northern route, which leads to the pool.
"All right. So why not check the locker room to see if there's something I can wear?" Simon enquired.
"All of the clothes will be locked up in a locker! Plus, someone might notice you're wearing their clothes." Ted mentioned.
"Don't worry about that, just bring me a towel. I'll just have to make sure it doesn't fall." Simon stated.
Ted then walked away. Simon was concerned that someone else, perhaps an
employee, would catch him naked. Then he did not know what he would do!
Especially if the staff member chose to drag him around the clubhouse
nude, it would be really embarrassing! He had no idea how he would
explain this to his parents, or the police if they were called! He
might go to jail in handcuffs, naked, and visible to everyone! Simon's
erection was triggered simply by the thought.
It took ten
minutes, but to Simon, it felt like an eternity filled with terrible
daydreams, before Ted reappeared with a towel and handed it to Simon
while trying not to stare at Simon's privates. Simon tied it around his
waist. He appeared like a child at the pool now. Even though he was
dry, using the faucet made things better!
They walked around
the club's grounds. Simon had to keep his hand on the towel to keep it
from slipping off! Even if he wasn't caught trespassing, someone would
see him completely naked! It didn’t take very long to find Mr. Phelps,
as they spotted him in the one building they couldn’t access… The
Clubhouse. He appeared to be dressed in a nice suit preparing for lunch
with an elegantly dressed woman.
Simon was hoping there was
a way to get inside and hear what he might be talking about, or get a
better look at the person sitting with him, but since the only suit he
was wearing was his birthday suit. The club employee’s might have an
issue. Lucky Ted had slipped his phone through before they crossed, so
they tried to find a better spot, as they were walking the club manager
spotted them and he recognized Ted from before when the chief brought
him here. This was the first time he was thankful for his step-dad.
“I didn’t know your Dad was here,” the club manager said, sounding
kinda nervous to Simon, “If there's anything he needs let me know. I
didn’t realize he was adding you to his membership, but I will update
it. It’s Ted Blanton correct?”
“Yes, sir. I was wondering if I
could grab a drink from the clubhouse to bring out here for my friend
who’s been showing me around the club.” Ted asked.
“It should
be no problem, please just take this wristband so the staff are aware
and don't pester you.” the club manager said, as he handed Ted and
Simon a fancy slap band that would identify him as a guest.
Simon walked back over to near the pool to watch Mr. Phelps without
drawing attention to himself as Ted went inside. Simon sat near one of
the far tables near the far end of the pool area, occasionally
adjusting the towel, trying to keep it in place. It was nerve racking
just waiting for Ted to come back. Simon started getting nervous when
an employee walked by, but they looked at his wrist and left alone.
Ted returned, holding two bottles of water, He handed one to Simon,
took a drink and said, “So turns out, Mr. Phelps is having lunch with a
prostitute. Which is big because a lot of times you’ll hear about how
he’s all about family values. Cheating on his wife is going to bite him
in the butt. I’ll bet I can run her picture through my step-dad
computer and get her record to confirm.” Then pulled out his phone,
showing Simon the photo. She was a tall, blonde woman with red-brown
lipstick and panama khaki sleeveless dress, revealing just the right
amount of cleavage.
“If you can send me that it would be
great. That makes four of the six board members, and I think there
might be something going on between your step-dad and the club manager.
We’ll have to look into that as well to help you out, another time.”
Simon stated. They finished their water, and placed the bottle on
recycling and began heading toward the bike.
Only they saw
two beautiful teenage girls dressed in skimpy two piece bathing suits,
one blonde and the other brunette, walking toward them.
The blonde said, “Hello, Ted, how have you been?” obviously recognizing Ted, and now eyeing him up and down.
“I’ve been good. I’ve heard back from the paper that my essay that I
submitted was very promising, and in league for the top prize. They are
giving away a high end camera to the winner. How have you been V?” Ted
said, as Simon just looked at the girls, not believing Ted would know
both the older girls, who were out of their league.
‘V’ talked
about the car she was going to pick out for her birthday, the guys in
her class, her plans to get into Harvard and what she was needing to do
to become a lawyer.
As Simon stood there, he could feel his
towel slipping. Panic set in. Would these hot teenagers see him
naked?!? How would they behave? He wanted to grab the towel, but he was
concerned that it would draw attention. Then they would question why he
cared if his towel fell. They may remove it and expose him! Naturally,
Simon's penis began to erect as a result of these thoughts, which
further alarmed him! There was no way the girls would miss an erect
penis tenting the towel--or worse, slipping away! He attempted to
distract himself, but his towel slipped even more. He was frightened it
might happen, but he also wanted it to happen.
Just as Simon
felt the towel loosen to the point of falling, an employee walked over
and said, “Vivian, Remi, it's time for your massage session.” With
their back turn Simon grabbed the towel, Both waved goodbye as they
left.
He caught Ted's attention. "You know, your ugh, well wiener...it's hard," Ted commented.
Simon glanced down! Sure enough, it was hard! Fortunately, it didn't
protrude from any of the folds, but still! Most likely, the girls
noticed! Simon turned red in an instant. He thought he was fortunate
that the females remained silent.
Tucking the towel back in
the head back to where they left the bike. Making sure the coast was
clear, Simon removed the towel and handed it back to Ted, who took it
to the nearest towel bin. At the same time Simon swam back over,
through the sewage water, put on his underwear and waited. Ted didn’t
take long and asked Simon to turn around as he stripped and hid the
clothing again. Then swam back over and began getting dressed. Only
then did Simon get dressed as well.
“Wow, we smell. I guess
we head back to your house. Are your parents going to be home?” Ted
asked. Simon took the wristband off and took it away.
“No,
they're out on a date, won’t be home till late. They don’t get many
that aren’t work related, plus I go with them occasionally. Though it’s
nice to have days like this.” Simon said, “Let's get back and we can
clean up there and get something to eat.”
Both were having a
hard time not gagging, from the smell, on the ride back. Ted parked his
bike next to the house outside of the car's path.
When they
entered Simon's home, the two stood there in the entryway. "Well, I
might as well wash our clothes and we need to clean ourselves," Simon
remarked. Simon entered his room, and Ted gently followed. Simon
removed his shoes, socks, and shirt. He then turned his attention to
Ted. "Come on, you're always nude in the locker room. It's not a huge
deal." Said Simon.
"I understand. I honestly do not feel as easy as you do." Ted disclosed.
"Come on! Being naked in front of another boy still makes me feel
embarrassed! I suppose I simply enjoy it, but nevertheless. "It only
becomes a problem if you make it so." Simon tried to reason.
Ted stood his ground.
"Well, you might as well return home smelling foul and wearing soiled
clothes. I am not sure what your folks will think." Simon stated. Ted
was aware that a severe paddling would result from that.
Every time his cousin took him to the clubhouse, it was what happened
when he returned home. Ted removed his shoes and socks. He gulped as he
removed his shirt, showing his chubby stomach that he despised.
With a single motion, Simon removed his pants and underpants, rendering
him naked. Despite being the bare one, Ted's face grew red. He
immediately turned around, knowing Ted would want his privacy. Ted
quickly handed him all of his things, including his pants and
underpants.
"All right. Take a shower in the bathroom. I'll
go put these in the washer." Simon stated. Ted shut the restroom door
behind him and entered. After that, Simon turned and headed to the
laundry room. Once he started the washer, Simon headed back to his
room. He searched but couldn't locate anything that would fit Ted.
After acknowledging that he had failed to find Ted something to wear,
Simon took out his external hard drive and flash drive and began
transferring the data to their proper places. In addition, he retrieved
a photo and biography of Ted's stepfather and produced a file including
journal entries detailing some of his interactions with him.
Ted washed well, but felt weird showering in someone else's house. When
he was finished Ted dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist;
giving him a sense of security. Ted opened the door slightly and
noticed Simon seated in his chair, typing. When Simon noticed Ted, he
responded, "I don't have anything for you to wear. I'm just too small."
"Oh, all right," Ted said.
"I still have to shower." Simon reminded him. "Come on, your clothing won't be ready for another hour. It's fine, we're pals."
Simon took a shower, leaving the door open the entire time. He
discovered Ted still in his room, sitting there, unsure of what to do,
after taking a shower. Unlike Ted, Simon did not wear a towel in his
room. Ted looked away after noticing that Simon had a small erection
sticking out. However, this did not prevent him from peeking out the
corner of his eye.
"May I ask you something?" Ted enquired.
"Yes. Feel free to ask me anything." Simon answered.
"Have you ever played with yourself?" Ted inquired as his cheeks flushed.
"Yes, absolutely. I used to do this all the time. But I decided that I
can only do it now if someone told me to do so in front of them." Simon
explained.
"Whoa. So, if I ask you to play with yourself, you will?" Ted indicated.
"Yes," Simon said to him.
Ted secretly wished he could ask Simon to do that, just to check whether it was true. He felt ashamed of that thought.
For a few more minutes, neither of them did much. Abruptly, an alarm on
the washer sounded. Simon proceeded to put the clothes in the drier.
When he returned, he was still as hard as rock.
"I know you don't want to...tell me to do stuff." Simon stated.
Ted responded with a nod.
Simon took a seat next to him. Ted couldn't help but stare at Simon's erect penis while trying to avoid his gaze.
"That's too bad. I would do everything you ordered me to do, even
sucking you off." Simon replied, taking a chance, hoping Ted wouldn't
be too freaked out.
Ted was so surprised that he got to his
feet! His towel slipped, allowing Simon a close-up view of Ted's penis.
Ted hurriedly shielded himself with his hands.
"Look Simon, I
like you as a friend, but that’s a little weird for me." Ted explained.
Simon simply shrugged. “I know, sorry. I’m just saying.”
Now ,
Ted was caught between standing there with his hand guarding his penis
and removing one hand to pick up the towel. Even though his genitals
were small, he really only needed one hand, he believed the extra hand
provided further shelter. Also that would put him right in line to see
Simon’s penis and Ted was not sure he wouldn’t stare.
“Not to
be blunt, but have you talked with a doctor about why your penis is
small?” Simon tried asking politely as he looked at Ted’s hand guarding
his penis. It made Ted's face flush!
“The doctor said even
though I’m on the school diet, that if I were to work with a
specialist, I would lose this gross extra weight and probably gain an
inch. That and puberty should start kicking in.” Ted answered.
"Well, that's cool," Simon uttered.
"You don't think I'm lame or a fag?" Ted inquired, surprisingly.
"No. I like you exactly as you are." Simon answered. This made Ted feel
a lot better and shed some of the shield he’s built. At the same time,
Ted looked down at Simon penis, confirming that he still had an
erection.
"Don't you want to relieve yourself?" Ted enquired.
Simon indicated with a nod. "You have no idea. It's been a while," he said.
"Well, I suppose you can. You should. Do it now." Ted asked.
"Really?" Simon enquired.
"Yes," Ted replied.
Now it was Simon’s turn to grow red, as he reached down and took hold
of his penis. He originally was looking at Ted, but looked away,
feeling sensitive to the moment. This was the closest he's come to not
being in control. Simon closed his eyes as he began stroking up and
down, up and down. Even so often he could hear Ted labor breathing
right next to him. Ted couldn’t help it either, as his penis was
growing quickly. It didn’t take long for it to be throbbing, which was
the reason for the labored breathing, trying as he might to not start
stroking his own penis.
After four solid minutes of
stroking, Simon shot back and his whole body became stiff as he had one
of the most intense dry orgasms thus far. “That was the best. Thank
you.” Simon said, looking at Ted, as Simon continued to slowly stroke
his penis. Ted, no longer concerned with the fact that he was naked,
just continued to stare. Sifting through a slew of thoughts, about how
shocking it was to watch another boy stroke off in front of him, even
to completion. Then wishing how he should have stroked himself well he
was watching. To what it would feel like to have another person jerk
him off.
That was when he thought about what Simon had said
earlier. “Would Simon actually suck him off, and if so, would he feel
differently?” Ted thought. Sitting there horny and needing relief as
well, but would feel awkward rubbing one out in Simon’s house, even if
he went into that privacy of the bathroom. "Were you...were you really
serious, when you said you would suck me off?" Ted wondered, glancing
at Simon. Simon nodded. “Okay, I would like that, I mean, you can do
that to me.” Ted tried as he might to not say what he really wanted to.
That didn’t stop him from moving his hands and leaning back, giving Simon room.
Simon couldn’t believe this was actually happening. He had fantasized
about doing this, to him, so many times he couldn’t count. He was going
to suck his first cock, albeit a small one, but he was going to know
what it felt like to have a penis in his mouth.
Moving to
his knees, Simon moved in front of Ted. Simon started by kissing Ted’s
thighs. Slowly moving up, to the point he had Ted’s penis caressing his
face, the smell of a clean how boy penis rubbing all over Simon face.
Simon began kissing and licking Ted’s penis. Then moving to Ted’s
balls, kissing each individual and then sucking both into his mouth at
the same time, swirling them.
Ted was on cloud nine; never
in his life had something felt this good. Ted wasn’t sure whether he
was straight/bi/gay, but at this moment, just as Simon moved to inhale
Ted’s penis, it didn’t matter.
Simon wasn’t sure where he
got this from, but it felt right. He just began sucking and licking,
bringing his tongue around the head of Ted's penis. Then suddenly,
moaned and said loudly, “Oh! I’m cumming!” Then a little softer, while
Simon continued to suck, “I’m cumming.” No longer able to support his
weight, Ted fell back on the bed. Simon was a little disappointed that
it was a dry orgasm, but he kind of expected it. Simon gave Ted’s penis
one last kiss as he stood up, and gave Ted the towel.
Ted
just threw the towel over his lower half while recovering. He noticed
Simon’s penis was stiff again, and not sure why, Ted told Simon to
kneel back in front of him and jerk off. Simon was shocked, but when
Ted reached out and placed his hand on Simon’s shoulder, not sure how,
but Simon got stiffer and, like he was told, started masturbating right
there. Not even looking away, Ted even with his bashfulness maintained
eye contact the whole time. All 3 minutes of another successful dry
orgasm. They both just stared at each other for a brief moment, only to
be interrupted by the sound of the dryer going off.
Simon
went and got the clothing, handing over Ted’s clothes, which
surprisingly he got dresses right there without issue. Simon spoke up,
“Okay, so I'll try gathering something on Mrs. Korn. You see what you
can find on Ms. Margaret Heart.” After that they went down to the
kitchen and Simon made lunch from the meal chart on the wall.
“Do you always eat like this?” Ted asked. Seeing all the recipes, meal plans, and schedule.
“The food, yes, though I’m supposed to be meeting with a personal
trainer to start working out with. In fact they already sent a basic
full body schedule that I’m supposed to start tomorrow. If you want to,
we could find a way to have you join me and we’ll do it together.”
Simon said, as he presented the option.
Ted sat there eating
his lunch, thinking about it and after helping clean up. He grabbed his
laptop to leave and said, “I think I will. After school?” Simon nodded.
When Ted left, Simon headed to his room to locate the trial
date for the Coaches. Turns out the nearest was the following Friday.
“Perfect, that should give us enough time to gather more information on the rest of the board.” Simon thought.
Simon started thinking about what happened with Ted, how it felt to
suck on Ted’s penis, the way to demand I kneel and jerk off. Simon was
hard again, but was keeping to his creed and would not jerk off without
being told. Looking at his penis gave him an idea to escalate. With
that he pulled up his email and started writing.
Outgoing email
Dr Adams.
As I said before there is another task I have for you. I would like you
to change Simon's appointment to this Thursday and insure it's a full
physical.
During which you will suggest higher doses of
vitamins and a puberty blocker(Leuprolide). How you go about this is up
to you, just ensure Simon is embarrassed. Don’t worry about his Mother,
I have her covered.
Your admirer,
Mr. E
***
Mrs. Sophia Fulton,
As you can see, I have irrefutable evidence of secret, classified
materials taken from your office. In addition to being unlawful, this
carries the death penalty. Not thinking of your family has its
consequences. What would have happened to your son? Lost in the system,
alone, without anyone to look out for him. I can promise that you won't
be able to follow my instructions, which will be the case. Even though
we are protecting Simon from that possible life, you will help make a
change in his life, or I will find someone else who will.
Tomorrow, as a test of your commitment, you will receive a call from
Simon's head coach about him going about in his underpants. It would be
best if Simon continued to attend physical education in just his
underpants. When you pick him up from school, you will remove his pants
and give him a five- to ten-minute lecture about the necessity of
showing proper respect and wearing what is required of him. Then smack
Simon's backside 25 times in front of everyone. Have him remain in only
his underwear for the remainder of the trip.
When you go home
and your husband has finished his test, you will put the following
regulations into action. As you can figure out, your husband will also
be working for me. As a matter of fact, you both should talk and ensure
what is the best way to implement my instructions. As well as torment
and humiliate Simon.
[*] Simon’s only clothing he will be
allowed before/after school is his underpants; NO shirt, jacket/robe or
pants. Shoes and socks are reserved for winter and safety, and only to
his ankles no higher. This is his uniform for anywhere he goes and is
not allowed to sit in the car during errands.
[*] Going
forward, you will need to be extremely strict with your son. For every
mistake he makes, you have to punish him. You must have zero tolerance
for him. If you don't spank him at least once a day, you're not being
strict enough.
There will be more to follow and some changes
down the way, just keep a lookout. Simon will attend “community
service” on Tuesday and Wednesday, you will have to pick him up from
your rival, Mary Beth Elle, on Tuesday. On Wednesday, he will be
working for Mr. George Crane.
As you may have heard there will
be a trial on the following Friday, for the coach's unorthodox class.
You will need to speak on their behalf. As well as any given tasks I
might add before then.
Good luck with running the tracing this email.
Mr. E
***
Mr. Fulton,
Federal prison really doesn’t help your family. As you can see from the
attachment; proof that you’ve been stealing from your construction
company. Now unless you are ready to abandon your family, I suggest
that you start to follow my instructions to the letter. Going forward
you son, Simon, will be tormented and humiliated, by others as well as
your wife. If you are not okay with that, just know that someone else
will.
I will offer you a test tomorrow to ensure that you will
follow my instructions. Tomorrow, when Simon gets home from school,
you'll have him remove his shirt, walk him to the front yard, and have
him mow it while wearing just his underwear. Should he object, you will
have to strip him of his underwear, spank him with a belt, and then
force him to mow the lawn nude.
As said before your wife will
also be joining you in this no way of life for Simon. So I suggest you
work together or fall alone. As of now Simon will have to live by these
rules and whatever else I send your way.
[*] Simon’s only
clothing he will be allowed before/after school is his underpants; NO
shirt, jacket/robe or pants. Shoes and socks are reserved for winter
and safety, and only to his ankles no higher. This is his uniform for
anywhere he goes and is not allowed to sit in the car during errands.
[*] Going forward, you will need to be extremely strict with your son.
For every mistake he makes, you have to punish him. You must have zero
tolerance for him. If you don't spank him at least once a day, you're
not being strict enough.
As you may have heard there will be a
trial on the following Friday, for the coach's unorthodox class. You
will need to speak on their behalf. As well as any given tasks I might
add before then.
Mr. E
***
Dear Marcus Oran,
I've attached evidence that you not only run a file-sharing network
that shares typical blockbuster movies, but also child pornography,
some of which comes from your own computer! Unless you want your
reputation ruined while in jail, you must do what I say.
Tomorrow, you will send an email to the school principal requesting
Simon Fulton. During lunch on Tuesday, you will be asked to utilize an
empty classroom to record a special movie. You're going to make a
special film in which Simon masturbates while naked. After he's
finished, you'll record him giving you a hand-job. If he doesn't
comply, spank him until he does. After that, you'll email me this film.
That will be your test to see if you are willing to comply. If you
pass, I will insist that you appear before the school board on Friday
and vote against any punishments for the coaches. You'll openly back
them. In fact, you will promote more of the same type of courses and
ask them to videotape them so that they can be shown to future gym
classes. If you fail, I will reveal the proof to the public and police.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
***
Dear George Crane,
I've included documentation in the email that demonstrates your
explicit violation of the law and refusal to rent to Black tenants. In
addition to ruining your reputation, you might be hit with hefty fines
that will hurt your company. You must complete the following steps.
First, a test: tomorrow, send an email asking Simon Fulton to join you
for community service on Wednesday after school. Make a point of
picking him up or sending someone. When he comes to your complex, show
him to one of the units. When you strip him naked, be sure to warn him
not to cover up. Make him visit every apartment in that building and
assist them in any way they require: allow them to employ any form of
discipline they like if he hesitates, performs poorly, or for any other
reason. When he's finished, call his mother to come get him. Have him
wait in the lobby, naked, with his hands on his head, till she comes.
He must act like a statue; if he moves, feel free to punish him. It is
up to you whether he must be soft or erect at all times--feel free to
punish if he isn't. When she arrives, give him his undies and nothing
else.
If you pass your test, you will attend the school
board meeting on Friday and vote in support of the coaches. You will
urge them to perform identical classes every Friday, with Simon
consistently taking part, in addition to publicly supporting them. You
fail, and the world learns what I know.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
***
Dear Mary Beth Elle,
Stealing from school is a crime, and I have proof attached to this
email. Unless you want to go to jail and have your reputation ruined,
you will do what I say.
First, a test to ensure you will
follow instructions: tomorrow, have Mark and Ella invite Simon around
on Tuesday afternoon. When Simon arrives at your place, you will make
him strip naked. Then have Mark do a photoshoot of Simon, while Ella
paints a picture of Simon, in a pose similar to the "Colossus of
Rhodes". After they are finished, you'll let him change into his
underpants and have his mother come get him. Send me copies of the
images and of the artwork!
Pass the test, and during the trial
on Friday, you will give the coaches your support and vote in favor.
Fail, and I will present the rest of the file to the public and the
authorities.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
***
Dear Anthony Phelps,
I am aware that you think you are above the law, but I have concrete
proof that you have been hanging around with a prostitute. Even if you
are able to avoid going to court, this will ruin your reputation in the
community. You'll follow my instructions if you wish to avoid this
headache.
To make sure you will follow my instructions, there
is a test. You will go to the school during lunch on Wednesday and take
Simon Fulton to a classroom; please make arrangements for this on
Monday. You'll tie him up completely and keep tickling him until he
urinates in his pants. After that, you must release him. Ensure that he
is not permitted to change his underwear for the remainder of the day.
You fail, and the world learns what I know.
On Friday, you
will not only openly support the Coaches but also vote for them.
Additionally, you are to assert that the classes would be improved if
any child who volunteered to assist received additional credit. Simon
will not receive additional credit.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
***
Dear Hope,
I don't have much for you to accomplish this week.
Monday: You kick him in the balls at lunchtime. Additionally, you can force him to do anything you desire at any time.
Tuesday: Simon will be distracted both after school and throughout
lunch. If you wish, you can force him to do whatever you want outside
of those times.
Wednesday: Simon will be busy both after
school and throughout lunch. If you wish, you can force him to do
whatever you want outside of those times.
Thursday: Put his
meal inside his slacks and underwear. Have him eat it. You can also
force him to do whatever you want, whenever you want.
Friday:
Force him to feel up another boy's privates at lunch. Additionally, you
can force him to do anything you desire at any time.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
***
Dear Jay,
This week's schedule is as follows:
Monday: The locker room has two doors, one to the exterior and one
inside the gym building. You must wait until Simon is only wearing his
underwear before exercise class. When that happens, kick him out of the
locker room through the outside door and secure it. Refrain from
letting him go or allowing anyone else to do so.
Tuesday: You
are going to give Simon a wedgie during gym class. Every time he undoes
it, you'll give him a new wedgie and a little spanking.
Wednesday: Before gym class in the locker rooms, when Simon has removed
his shirt and pants, slap his face with your penises and balls until he
kisses each of your penises and both balls. You will then have him give
you each a hand job. Make sure you cum on his face and don't let him
clean up.
Thursday: You will find Simon in the corridor,
taking off his pants and underwear before lunch. One thing you must do
is hold him by his armpits so that everyone in the corridor can see his
privates. Take care! The coaches are within my control, but the
teachers are not! Not yet, anyhow.
Friday: After gym class,
you will compel him to suck each of you off in the locker room after
stripping him naked; make sure to record it all. Following that, tie
him kneeling to the leg of a bench with his hands
Sincerely,
Mr. E
***
Dear Bradley Starr,
Tomorrow immediately after last class, you will need to meet Simon
before he goes into the locker room to change. Drag him outside to and
give him the option of either pulling down the front of his pants and
standing there until he's hard, or soft; or he pulls down the back and
you spank him 50 times. Take the liberty to make it as humiliating as
possible.
You are free until Friday, at which you will find
Simon tied to a bench in the locker room. Make him suck you off and
swallow. If you can make it worse, I “suggest” you do so.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
***
Coach Marvin,
Tomorrow, you'll see Simon trying to get back into the locker room in
only his underpants before gym class. You must catch him before he can
return, transport him to his PE class, and support Coach Weatherby's
decision. If he makes any attempt to resist, paddle him after Coach
Weatherby.
You may also be aware of the school board trial
scheduled for next Friday. I've already secured the majority of votes,
they will back you no matter what you do, so don't worry. Remember, if
you don't believe me, I can still ruin you and the other Coaches, so
keep doing what I say.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
***
Coach Weatherby,
When Coach Marvin pulls Simon into PE class tomorrow wearing only his
underwear, you will proclaim the following new two rules for Simon:
[*] Simon's new physical education uniform will be his underwear. He is
not allowed to wear anything other than socks and tennis shoes.
[*] If Simon disobeys, breaks the rules, is erect without permission,
or does anything else, you will paddle him. You have to be really
strict. Nothing can be let go. If you don't paddle him at least once a
week, you're not being strict enough.
Sincerely,
Mr. E
End Transmission
After
logging off, Simon looked at the clock not realizing that it was almost
dinner time. Still naked Simon, went down and made a quick dinner. As
he sat there eating, He thought about the changes that were coming this
week. Hopefully by the end of the week he’ll have enough to make some
of his home life a lot more strict.
When Simon came back to
his room, he saw he had emails in response. Despite the fact that some
of the letters were quite angry, all of them ultimately decided to
follow Simon's directions. Coach Marvin's email, in particular, showed
concern about the school board hearing but pledged to continue doing so.
“I will need to find another location to keep my evidence and where I
can send my emails without my parents finding them.” Simon thought as
he looked at the email he sent to his parents, who have yet to respond.
“I’ll look around and see what I can come up with.” After that he threw
on some shorts and went down to watch a movie until his parents came
home. After that, he got ready for bed, peed, brushed his teeth and
climbed into bed.