Paul and the Farmer Chapter 6
  By Subboy Paul
  Subboy_paul@hotmail.com
  
  copyright 2002 by Subboy Paul, all rights reserved
  
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  When Julie arrived home that evening the girls has already
  made tea.  They were keen to show their mother the tape they
  had made of them punishing Paul.  They had already watched it
  once themselves and thought their mother would be proud of
  them.  After tea the three females sat down in the lounge and
  watched the video.
  
  Julie didn't say anything until the tape had finished. 
  "That's very good girls."  She said as the tape came to an end
  after Mandy had been seen making the fourteen-year-old Paul
  cum as he was tied to the entrance of the old stall.  "I think
  you are beginning to get the hang of how to punish him.  Let's
  wind it back to the start and go though it bit by bit."
  
  The girls were only too happy to go though the tape again. 
  Julie took the remote control and began to review the action
  scene by scene often freezing the action or rewinding bits to
  enable her to comment on the action and to give her young
  daughters tips on how best to deal with males.  She knew her
  decision to let the girls punish Paul was right, they were
  learning and Paul was being embarrassed and humiliated even
  more and he was becoming more submissive to them.  She dropped
  a few hints as to how the girls could progress their
  relationship with the young boy, she didn't want to dictate
  what they should do, just guide them a little. 
  
  When Paul arrived at the farmhouse the following Tuesday he
  was wearing shorts and a tee shirt, the sun was shinning and
  it was very hot.  "Hi," said Sally from across the yard,
  "We're going to be working in the coppice over by the pond
  today.  Mum says she should be back later, but she's given
  Mandy and me your instructions.  There are some tools in the
  wheelbarrow.  Follow me."
  
  Paul collected the wheelbarrow and followed Sally across the
  yard and down the track.  She was wearing the tightest,
  shortest pair of shorts Paul had ever seen on a girl and her
  bottom was wiggling around with the lower part of her buttocks
  showing below the bottom of the shorts.  Paul couldn't take
  his eyes off Sally's backside; his prick did what comes
  natural for a young boy in such circumstances and began to
  swell.  With both hand on the wheelbarrow he couldn't
  rearrange himself in his shorts.
  
  Paul continued to follow the swaying backside along the track,
  across a couple of fields and into the small area of woodland. 
  He had never been to this part of the farm even when he was
  walking about on his own.  "Here we are."  Said Sally.  "This
  is a part of the farm very few people know about, today we've
  got to clear some of the undergrowth and general tidy up.
  Mandy will be with us in about half an hour, but we can make a
  start.  First off though you should take your cloths off. 
  It'll be much better if you work in the nude."
  
  "It might be much better for you but not me."  Thought Paul as
  he looked around.
  
  "Come on."  Said Sally, rather impatiently.  "You know you
  have to be nude so you might as well get naked now.  This is a
  very private part of the farm, no one will come down here."
  
  Paul knew he had no option and removed his tee shirt and
  shorts.  His prick jumped out as he released it from the
  confines of his underpants.  "Is it always hard?" Asked Sally
  looking directly at Paul's prick.
  
  "No."  Answered Paul, not wanting to get into a conversation
  about his prick.
  
  "Well it's always that way when we get to see it, unless
  you've just cum, then it goes soft for a while."  Sally
  retorted, wanting to find out as much as she could about boys. 
  "Why is it that? Do you like showing your dick off to us
  girls?"  She asked with a knowing smile.
  
  "I don't know, it just gets hard on its own."  Mumbled Paul
  trying not to look at Sally.  "Shouldn't we be doing some
  work?"  He said as he took some tools from the wheelbarrow.
  
  "Just you remember who's in charge."  Sally said to Paul. 
  "And from now on I'll have a bit more respect from you, you
  will call me 'Miss Sally' and my sister 'Miss Mandy', that way
  you will remember who's the boss.  Do you understand?"
  
  "Yes Miss Sally."  Said Paul feeling rather stupid at having
  to address a girl almost two years his junior in such a way.
  
  Sally set Paul to work and began to do some herself.  About
  twenty minutes later they heard Mandy call to them.  "Where
  are you?"
  
  "We're over here."  Replied Sally.  "Well come over to you. 
  Come on Paul, let's go and meet Mandy, and don't forget your
  manners."
  
  Sally led Paul out from the undergrowth to the path.  When
  Paul emerged from the cover he froze.  He was expecting to see
  Mandy, but with her were two other girls.  He shrank back. 
  "Come here!"  Shouted Sally, "I told you to behave, come and
  meet our friends."
  
  Paul did as he was told and emerged into the open, he held his
  hands in front of himself.
  
  Mandy, who had got the video camera with her, looked at her
  friends.  "See, what did I tell you, now do you believe me?" 
  She asked the two shocked girls.
  
  "Take your hands away, you're not usually shy, put them on
  your head and let Janet and Elaine see you properly."  Ordered
  Sally.  Paul did as he was told.  "That's better, now say
  hello to my sister and our friends."
  
  "Hello Miss Mandy, Miss Janet and Miss Elaine."  Paul
  muttered.
  
  Sally was stood behind Paul and had cut a length of willow
  from the woods.  She swished the willow across Paul's bare
  backside.  "NO! Do it properly, go up to each one and say
  'hello' to them."
  
  Paul went to Mandy.  "Hello Miss Mandy."
  
  "NO!" Yelled Mandy, "speak to the camera."
  
  Paul looked directly into the camera.  "Hello Miss Mandy, it's
  nice to see you again."  The naked boy then went to Janet, at
  fourteen she was the older of the two new girls.  "Hello Miss
  Janet, it's my pleasure to meet you."
  
  Janet giggled at the site of a naked boy in front of her with
  his prick sticking out from his crutch.  "It's nice to see
  you," she said, "nice to see all of you."
  
  Paul then went to Elaine, Janet's twelve-year-old sister who
  was starring at the boy.  "Hello Miss Elaine, I'm pleased to
  meet you."
  
  Elaine was unable to say anything to the naked fourteen year
  old.
  
  "Right," said Mandy "let's get on and do some work.  Paul, Mum
  told us the other day that you won't be able to work well with
  your dick all hard.  If you don't work properly I'm sure Sally
  will be only too pleased to use that switch she's got.  If you
  want to avoid that it would e better if you cum, then you
  won't get the switch.  Would you rather cum or get the swish?"
  
  Paul didn't want either, he knew cumming would be
  embarrassing, but Sally armed with the cruel piece of willow
  would be painful.  "I don't want the swish."  Said Paul.
  
  "So you'd rather cum would you?"  Mandy pressed.
  
  "I suppose so."  Replied Paul.
  
  "Ok," said Mandy, "go and ask Sally to play with your dick and
  make you cum."
  
  Paul went over to the grinning Sally.  "Please Miss Sally will
  you play with my dick and make me cum?"  He asked meekly.
  
  Sally took hold of Paul's prick and began to rub it.  After a
  few strokes she said.  "I don't want to rub your dick any
  more, I think you should ask Janet to have a go."
  
  Paul, by now fully embarrassed, went to Janet and repeated his
  request.  Janet took hold of the first prick she had ever seen
  and stroked it up and down like she had seen Sally do.  After
  a bit she decided to hand the boy onto her younger sister. 
  Elaine took hold of Paul's erect prick and gave it a few
  strokes before handing him over to Mandy.
  
  Paul looked directly into the camera.  "Please Miss Mandy will
  you play with my dick and make me cum?"
  
  "How can I do that with the camera, go and ask Sally."
  
  Paul uttered the words for a fifth time.  "Please Miss Sally
  will you play with my dick and make me cum?"
  
  "No I don't think I will.  Why don't you ask Mandy if you can
  play with yourself and show us how you make yourself cum."
  
  Paul went back to Mandy.  "Please Miss Mandy, can I play with
  my dick and make myself cum?"  He said directly to the camera.
  
  "Yes, I think so.  Kneel down on the floor and show us what
  you do."  Instructed Mandy.
  
  Paul knelt down in front of the four girls, took hold of his
  prick and began to masturbate.  "Wow!"  Exclaimed Elaine,  "Is
  that how boys jerk themselves off?"  It didn't take Paul long
  before he felt the familiar tingle and his cum shot out over
  the ground.
  
  "Well I think you should be able to work better now, don't
  you?"  Said Mandy.  "There's plenty to do down here before Mum
  gets back at lunch time."
  
  Paul and the girls set to work, rather three of the girls
  worked while the other used the video camera to make a record
  of Paul's activities.  The girls managed to find opportunities
  to make Paul reach up and ensure the camera got plenty of
  views of his prick and his arse.
  
  "Paul," Called Sally, who was by the edge of the pond. "Will
  you come down here and get these branches out of the water." 
  Paul went across to where Sally was working.  He found the
  young girl on a rocky outcrop by the edge of the pond.  "I
  can't quite reach those dead branches from here.  If you take
  off your shoes you can get in the water and remove them."
  
  Paul took off his shoes and socks and climbed into the water. 
  It was quite shallow near to the rocks and Paul began to pull
  the dead wood out of the water and onto the rocks.  Suddenly
  Paul slipped and fell backwards into the water with a splash. 
  When he tried to stand up he found the pond was much deeper
  and that the bottom was muddy rather than firm and rocky. 
  Elaine who was taking her turn with the camera laughed as she
  watched the naked boy flounder about in the cold muddy water. 
  "Now you're wet all over why don't you tidy up that part of
  the pond?"  She suggested and pointed at a muddy bank.  Paul
  moved across to where Elaine had indicated and found his feet
  sinking into the mud half way up his shins.  The other girls
  stopped what they were doing and came to watch Paul struggling
  in the mud.  They let him continue moving the fallen branches
  from the bank.  He stumbled and fell into the mud several
  times.  By the time the area was clear he was very muddy.
  
  He began to climb out of the mud.  "No, don't get out yet." 
  Said Mandy.  "I've got an idea for a piece of film.  Can I
  have the camera please Elaine?"  Elaine handed over the camera
  to Mandy.  "Ok Paul turn to face me."  Mandy directed Paul. 
  "Now slowly sit down in the mud."  Paul slowly lowered himself
  down into the mud, the black sticky mud oozed between his legs
  and nearly covered his crutch.  "That's good," Mandy said as
  she zoomed in on Paul's groin, "open your legs a bit more and
  let the mud come through, um, now lay back."  Mandy zoomed the
  camera out so she could see all of the naked boy lying in the
  mud.  "Ok turn over, wriggle around a bit."  Paul followed
  Mandy's instructions he was covered in mud and feeling very
  uncomfortable.  Mandy zoomed into his shoulders then panned
  down his back to his bottom.  "Now open your legs again."
  
  Mandy continued to give Paul instructions, with the others
  adding their ideas, as she continued to film him in the mud
  for a good five minutes.  "Right, now stand up and walk out,
  directly towards the camera and ask me if you can have a
  wash."
  
  Paul stood up and walked towards Mandy.  "Please Miss Mandy
  can I wash the mud off myself?"
  
  "Just go and stand under that old oak tree."  Mandy told Paul. 
  Once Paul was in position Mandy stopped the camera.  "Ok,
  Sally climb up and sit in that branch."  She indicated to a
  large branch that was over Paul's head.  "Janet will you fill
  the bucket up with clean water please."  Mandy took a length
  of rope out of the wheelbarrow.  When Janet returned with the
  water Mandy tied one end of the rope to the handle of the
  bucket and through the other end to her sister.  "Ok Sally,"
  she said as she picked up the camera again, "slowly poor the
  water over Paul.  Paul you can wash yourself"
  
  Sally did as her sister had directed.  Paul began to rub his
  hands across his muddy body.  It took some time, and several
  buckets of water, for Paul to wash himself clean.
  
  Once Paul had washed all the mud off Sally decided he needed
  to dry off.  "Why don't we get him to dry himself like he did
  when I hosed him down in the cowshed?"  She said as she
  climbed down from the tree.  Paul looked up and saw he cute
  little bottom in those too tight shorts.  If his prick had
  subsided any with the cold water it grew back to full
  stiffness at the site of Sally's bottom.
  
  "Yes! What a good idea," said Mandy, "come on Paul jump up and
  down and wave your hands about, if you move out into the sun
  you'll dry off quicker, then we can get on with your
  punishment."  Paul decided he had nothing more to lose by
  putting on a good show for the four girls and moved out into
  the little clearing and began to do star jumps.  Mandy kept
  the camera recording.
  
  "Wow look how his dick waves about."  Said Janet.  "I've never
  seen anything like it before."
  
  "Ok run around a bit, keep waving your arms about."  Mandy
  Suggested to Paul, she wanted to let her friend get a good
  view of the fourteen year old's prick waving about.
  
  Once Paul was dry Mandy let him stop exercising.  "I expected
  Mum to be here by now," she said, "but I suppose we can get on
  with your punishment without her.  She said you had sixteen
  with the strap and cane to come, so if we share the between us
  that's four each.  Well it would be if we didn't have to
  increase it 'because we are girls, and Sally's so young'." she
  added mockingly reminding Paul of how he had objected to her
  and Sally being involved with his punishment.  "So that's six
  from both me and Janet and eight from young Sally and Elaine. 
  Of course that will be after we have all spanked you."
  
  Paul looked very unhappy at this.
  
  "Can't we offer to reduce the number a bit?"  Said Sally  "We
  could tie him up like we did last Friday.  Would you rather be
  tied up and the number reduced?"  She asked Paul.
  
  "Ok, if you like."  Responded Paul, who knew the girls would
  not reduce it by much, but every little would help.
  
  "Yes! Let's tie him up."  Shouted a very excited Elaine, who
  was enjoying this new experience.  "Lets tie him between those
  two trees, that way we can get at his bum and still see his
  dick."
  
  The others agreed and Paul's arms were tied at shoulder height
  to two young trees on the edge of the clearing.  "Move your
  feet apart."  Ordered Sally as she took another piece of rope
  and tied it round his right ankle.  Paul moved his feet and
  Sally pulled on the rope moving his foot even nearer the tree. 
  She tied it fast then tied his left foot to the other tree. 
  Paul was now naked and tied spread eagled between the two
  trees.
  
  Sally stood close up behind the naked boy so that her body was
  pressing against his.  She wrapped her right arm around him
  and took hold of his prick.  "In this position we can do what
  we like with you, can't we?"  She said.  "If I want to play
  with your dick you can't stop me, can you?" added the twelve
  year old as she slowly stroked Paul's prick.  "I'm sure you
  like it when we play with it.  But all good things must come
  to an end."  With this Sally moved to Paul's right and brought
  her left hand down hard onto his bottom.  Sally continued to
  hold Paul's prick as she spanked his bottom.  "Elaine why
  don't you go on the other side and spank him with your right
  hand?"
  
  Elaine was more than happy to follow Sally's suggestion and
  moved in to begin spanking Paul.  Soon the two girls were in
  rhythm raining spanks down on Paul's bottom.  Mandy didn't
  know where to stand to get the best shots of the action of two
  twelve year old girls spanking a naked fourteen year old boy.
  
  "When's it going to be my turn to spank him?" asked Janet.
  
  Sally, who was enjoying herself so much she forgot that the
  other girls had to have a go, said.  "I suppose now's as good
  a time as any."  She moved away and let Janet take her place. 
  "Come on Mandy," she said to her sister, "give me the camera
  and take Elaine's place.  Mandy handed the camera to Sally and
  took up position on Paul's left.  Sally walked around the
  scene taking in the action from all angles.  "Ok that's enough
  spanking.  Why don't you show the others how to use the strap
  Mandy?"  The two fourteen-year-old girls stopped spanking Paul
  and Mandy got the strap out.  Sally took the opportunity to
  get some close up shots of Paul's naked, spanked bottom and of
  his hard erect prick.
  
  Mandy made quite a show of setting herself up to use the
  strap.  She took up position to Paul's left and slightly
  behind him.  "Go round the back."  She said to Elaine and
  Janet.  "You'll be able to see better from there."  Mandy
  carefully lined up the strap across Paul's buttocks then took
  it back and smacked it hard against the target.  Paul moved
  his hips slightly.  "As the hits build up he moves more and
  more."  Mandy explained.  "If you want to get an accurate hit
  it's best to wait until he's stopped moving, but sometimes
  it's fun to catch him when his hips are forward."  Mandy let
  Paul have the second stroke, then the third and fourth.  "See
  how his bum is beginning to go red, it'll be that colour all
  over if we do it right.  I'm supposed to give him six, but as
  we've tied him up I'll reduce that to five.  We did say we
  would reduce the number if we tied him up."  With that Mandy
  brought the strap forward one last time.  "Ok Elaine, you have
  a go with the strap, then I'll cane him, you cane him, Janet
  you go next with the strap followed lastly by Sally."
  
  Elaine took up position and tried to remember what Mandy had
  done, it wasn't as easy as she expected and her first whack
  with the strap landed much lower than she had aimed. Elaine's
  next attempt was a little better, but like the first had very
  little power to it and Paul didn't flinch.
  
  "Come on 'Lain," said Sally, "I'm sure you can do better than
  that, he can hardly feel a thing.  Make the next six really
  whack in.  Your supposed to be punishing him not tickling
  him."
  
  Not wanting to seem soft Elaine took the strap well back and
  brought it forward with all her strength.  The strap landed
  right across the centre of Paul's buttocks.  He gasped and
  wiggled his hips.  Three more times Elaine repeated her
  actions, each time Paul responded in a similar manner.
  
  "Well, I suppose his bums a bit warmer now."  Said Mandy. 
  "It's time for the cane.  Now with the cane you can be more
  accurate."  Mandy took up position next to Paul and began to
  tap his bottom with the cane.  Then she took it back and
  whipped it forward landing it square across the fullest part
  of Paul's bottom.  Paul's hips jerked forward.
  
  "That's more like it."  Said Sally who was recording the
  action from the front.  "See how his dick jumps when he jerks
  his hips forward."
  
  Elaine and Janet moved round in front of the naked boy ready
  for Mandy's next attack on his bottom.  Mandy took her time
  and landed the next stroke a little lower.  Just as Sally had
  said the three girls were treated to the spectacle of Paul's
  prick bobbing about as his hips jerked forward.  Mandy
  continued her downward progress with her next three strokes. 
  Each one had a similar effect on Paul giving the girls time to
  watch his erect cock waving about.  Mandy decided that she
  would let Paul off her sixth stroke as payment for being tied
  up.  "Ok Elaine, let's see how you do with the cane, take your
  time and give him hell."  She advised the youngest of the four
  girls present.
  
  Elaine took up the cane and, remembering what Elaine had done
  tapped it gently across the centre of Paul's bottom.  When she
  took the cane back and whipped it forward it landed some six
  inches lower then she had aimed.  Elaine would have been
  disappointed that she had missed her target, but Paul's
  movements were more violent than when Mandy had hit him.  The
  cane had landed right in the crease between his buttocks and
  his thighs.  Encouraged by Paul's actions Elaine again whacked
  the cane against Paul's naked backside.  This time she was
  less effective but Paul still wiggled his hips about.  Elaine
  continued to cane Paul, putting all her effort into her
  actions.  Some landed across the lower part of his buttocks
  and some on his thighs.  She was enjoying what she was doing
  and it took Mandy to stop her from giving him more than her
  share.
  
  "Come on Janet, it's your turn."  Said Mandy to her best
  friend.  "Lets see what you can do now Elaine and I have
  tenderised him a bit.  Six with the strap first."
  
  Elaine was the biggest and strongest of the four girls.  She
  was determined to make her mark on Paul and get him to put on
  a good show for her friends.  She had noticed that when Elaine
  had caught Paul on his thighs he moved more then when the cane
  had landed across his buttocks, so it was at his thighs that
  Janet aimed the strap.  Standing on Paul's left her first
  stroke landed high on Paul's right thigh.  Paul moved his hips
  forward and to his left.  Stroke two landed in almost the same
  place and Paul repeated his movements.  Stoke three landed on
  his left thigh and, as his feet were tied apart curled round
  the inside.  Paul lifted his left foot off the ground and
  wiggled his hips.  His prick waved about even more.  Sally and
  Elaine, who were watching from the front were really enjoying
  the show Paul was putting on for them.  Janet felt pleased
  with her self and swung the strap a fourth time.  It landed on
  Paul's buttocks and his actions were less.  Janet now felt
  cross that she had been less careful where she landed her hit
  and took her time.  The care was repaid as the strap landed on
  Paul's left thigh again and had the sort of effect Janet had
  hoped for.  Stroke six landed on the top of his right thigh
  sending his hips round in circles.  Reluctantly Janet handed
  the strap on to Sally.
  
  Sally moved in close to Paul on his right, she stood so close
  that her feet were either side of the tied up boy.  "I want
  your bottom suck right out."  Sally said to Paul as she slid
  her right hand round the front and down to Paul's lower
  stomach and pushed back.  "Come on, right back."
  
  Paul had no choice as Sally pushed back, he had to stick his
  bottom out, he even had to move his feet a little further
  back. With his feet tied two feet apart and his bottom
  sticking out his arse cheeks were well spread.  Mandy moved
  round behind him with the camera.   Sally stood back, raised
  the strap and brought it down with a whack straight across the
  centre of Paul's naked bottom.  Sally's next stroke landed
  very low on Paul's left buttock.  The strap curled round the
  outside of his bum cheek.  Paul's hips shot forward.
  
  "Come on bum back."  Insisted Sally.  Paul moved into the
  required position.  This time Sally landed the strap low on
  his right cheek.  The end of the strap found it's way between
  his cheeks.  Paul yelled and jumped forward squeezing his
  buttocks together and swinging his hips about in a most lewd
  manner.  "Get you bum back, stick it out."  Sally shouted at
  Paul after he had been jiggling about for a while.
  
  "It's going to take you for ever to give him eight, if he
  keeps moving out of position."  Said Janet.  "Why don't we
  give him an incentive to remain with his bum stuck out waiting
  for the next stroke?"
  
  "You mean offer to reduce the number?"  Asked Sally, who
  didn't like the idea of having the number of strokes she would
  administer reduced.
  
  "No, I've got a better idea."  Janet replied.  "Elaine, put on
  the gloves and pick me a nice big bunch of stinging nettles. 
  Sally, fetch the hammer."  The two twelve year old did as
  Janet asked.  Janet found a stout stick and began to bang it
  into the ground just in front of Paul.  When her sister gave
  her the nettles she tied them to the top of the stick.  The
  large bunch of stinging nettles were about four inches away
  from Paul's naked prick.  "There, now if he moves too far out
  of position his dick will feel the sting of the nettles."
  
  Paul looked down in shear panic.
  
  Sally took up her position again, Paul gritted his teeth. 
  Sally swung the strap and landed it on Paul's left buttock. 
  Paul wriggled a little but managed to keep his prick away from
  the nettles.  Desperate to avoid stinging his prick Paul
  pushed his backside even further out.  Sally landed the strap
  on the join between Paul's right buttock and his right thigh. 
  Again the end curled round catching Paul between his legs. 
  His hips shot forward and his prick made contact with the
  fresh green nettles.  He yelled and shot his hips back again. 
  Sally was quick and brought the strap forward.  As she had
  little time to aim the strap landed across the middle of
  Paul's bottom.  Paul settled down.  The strap landed on his
  left buttock, Paul remained almost still, much to Sally's
  disappointment.  Sally had one more to go, she was careful
  with her aim.  The strap whipped forward and landed, just as
  Sally had planned, on the top of Paul's right thigh and curled
  round the inside.  Paul shot his hips forward but managed to
  avoid the nettles.
  
  "Let's see how I do with the cane," Janet said, "I've got six
  strokes haven't I?  It'll be interesting to see how many times
  he gets stung."  Janet picked up the cane, Mandy moved round
  the side with the camera, she wanted to be able to see Paul's
  prick shoot forward into the nettles.  Stroke one Paul moved
  only a little, stroke two he moved further, but still not
  enough to reach the nettles.  Janet didn't wait for Paul to
  settle into position but whacked the cane in.  Paul's reaction
  was to almost straiten up, his crutch crashed into the nettles
  and knocked the stick out of the ground.  Paul yelled with the
  double pain of the cane and the nettles.
  
  "Sally, replace the stick, Elaine get some fresh nettles."
  Said Janet.  It took the girls little time to replace the
  nettles, but Paul was grateful for the break.  His prick and
  balls as well as the front of his hips were beginning to itch
  from the effect of the nettles.  Paul looked at the new bunch
  of nettles in front of him, they looked even worse than the
  previous bunch.  Paul was determined not to sting himself.  He
  pushed his bottom back for the cane.  Janet whisked the cane
  in against Paul's naked backside, he managed to remain in
  position   four down two to come.  The next stroke made Paul
  move his hips forward a little.  Janet was sure she had him
  and whacked the cane in as hard as she could as Paul was
  pushing his hips back he almost straightened up but just
  managed to avoid the sting of the nettles.
  
  "It's my turn now," said Sally, "I've got eight and I know his
  week spot."  Sally took the cane off Janet and placed it right
  in the crease where Paul's buttocks met his hips.  She sawed
  the cane backwards and forwards then tapped it against her
  target.  Paul could feel the movement and braced himself. 
  Sally tapped the cane several times then pulled it back.  Paul
  readied himself, Sally gently put the cane against his bottom,
  Paul relaxed Sally quickly lifted the cane and whipped it back
  against her chosen target.  Paul shot upright his prick and
  balls crashed into the nettles knocking the stick out of the
  ground.  Paul yelled with the joint pain from his bottom and
  his prick.
  
  "It look likes we need some more nettles, I've got seven more
  to come."  Said Sally with glee.
  
  "Please, please don't put nettles back."  He almost begged.
  
  "What's it worth?"  Asked Sally.
  
  "I don't know," sobbed Paul, "Any thing, I don't want to get
  stung again."
  
  "Well let's see," said Sally, "I've seven more to go, I
  suspect I could get you stung at least four more times."  
  Sally paused to let Paul think about it.  "I'll agree to
  remove the nettles and only give you five more with the cane
  if you agree to me giving you four whacks with a bunch of
  nettles after."
  
  Paul thought about Sally's offer for a while.  "Ok, ok" he
  stammered.
  
  Sally made the best of her five strokes.  She concentrated on
  the lower part of Paul's buttocks and his upper thighs.  Each
  stroke made Paul push his hips forward and wave his prick
  around.  Between each stroke Sally let Paul settle into
  position between each stroke, taking her time and even pushing
  his hips back with her hand.
  
  "Ok now for the nettles."  Said Sally with a grin.  "We'll
  untie you, then you must pick four bunches of nettles with
  four big fresh stems in each bunch."
  
  The girls untied Paul and watched as he moved about the edge
  of the clearing.  Sally put on a glove and selected one of the
  bunches.  "Ok, get down on your hands and knees."  Sally
  instructed Paul.  Paul knelt down, Sally stood over him with
  her legs either side of him, facing his naked backside. 
  "Spread your legs apart."  She ordered Paul, then she lifted
  the bunch of nettles and brought them down against the centre
  of Paul's naked, spread buttocks.  Paul yelled with pain. 
  Sally through the bunch aside and picked up the second bunch. 
  Sally took her time then brought them down more gently making
  sure the nettles landed right between Paul's bottom cheeks and
  pulling the nettles up towards her.  This action allowed the
  stinging underside to make maximum contact with Paul's
  sensitive naked flesh.  Paul collapsed against the ground
  rubbing his tender parts.
  
  "Come on get up."  Ordered Sally.
  
  "Please, please don't do it any more."  Begged Paul.
  
  "You've got two more to come."  Sally reminded Paul.  "I'll be
  kind to you and not attack your bottom any more.  Stand
  against that tree and put your hands on your head, I'll use
  the last two bunches on your chest."
  
  Paul stood against the large tree and put his hands on his
  head.  Sally took aim and swished the nettles across Paul's
  chest.  The pain was less than on his bottom and Paul remained
  in position with his eyes shut ready for the last stroke.  He
  didn't see the nettles swish across his chest, nor did he see
  Julie appear in the clearing at almost the same time.  "I'm
  glad to see you're getting a little inventive."  She said, and
  made all the youngsters jump.  "How many more have you got to
  go?"
  
  "None Mum."  Said Sally as she recovered from the surprise of
  her mother's appearance.
  
  "Well in that case I think one of you should take care of his
  erection, then Paul can go home and we can all have some
  lunch."  Julie said.  "Janet, as you're the eldest guest would
  you like to stroke his dick and make him cum?"
  
  Janet didn't need asking twice and moved over to where the
  naked boy was leaning against the tree.  The other three girls
  gathered round while Julie took the camera.  Janet had never
  touched a boy's prick before today but had watched how Paul
  had stroked himself to a climax earlier.  Janet soon got the
  hang of what to do and it didn't take long before Paul spurted
  all over the ground.
  
  "Well done."  Said Julie.  "Now we can all go for lunch.  Paul
  get dressed, I want you back at three O'clock on Friday
  afternoon.  You've still got six hours work to do.  It's
  Sally's birthday on Friday and you can help then.  Tell your
  Aunt you'll be out until nine."