The Unstitched Snitch Part 1

By Aldric

Copyright 2012 by Aldric, all rights reserved
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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
 
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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.

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The Unstitched Snitch Part 1

 
One of the fundamentals for catching a fish is the proper choice of bait and how it is attached to the hook. Twelve-year-old Angie understood this concept and executed it perfectly.
 
In this case the fish she was trying to catch was her nearly fourteen-year old brother Mike. Mike had recently tattled on her and her girlfriend about sneaking out of the house during a sleepover to meet a couple of boys. As a result, all four of them had been grounded and all but Angie’s friend had been spanked. Fortunately for her, Megan’s parents did not believe in corporal punishment, but the other three had not been as lucky.
 
The choice of bait was perfect, a whispered conversation between her and Megan that revolved around a secret picture of Mike “doing something nasty with his thing.” She knew that Mike was listening, so she spoke just loud enough for him to hear but still sounding like she was whispering. There was no such picture (although Megan wished there really had been!) but Mike had no way to know that.
 
The supposed picture was on a thumb drive and hidden in a secret place in the fort. The fort used to belong to Mike, in fact, he had build most of it and had done a good job. The girls had taken it over a year ago and Mike never bothered to reclaim his property.
 
But Mike knew all about the ‘secret place’ since he had designed it himself. Above the roof was a small second floor. A section of the first floor’s roof lifted up if you knew where to push. Above it was a leg from a folding chair that kept the panel from lifting more than a couple of inches. If you knew that then you could reach your hands up into the space and fold the leg back allowing the panel to lift all the way. It was a nice place to hang out when he didn’t want anybody to find him—even if they came to the fort it would appear empty.
 
Of course Mike had heard about the thumb drive and where the girls planned to hide it. The thought that his sister might have caught him jacking off bothered him. He had begun to relief himself more and more frequently in the last year and wasn’t always as careful as he could have been. So it was possible. And if she had caught him then he needed to destroy the evidence as quickly as possible. So when he heard his sister tell Megan she would show her the picture after lunch he watched as they left. They went out the front door and across the street to Megan’s house. The fort was the other direction, and Mike hurried to it.
 
He watched and listened for a minute before entering, but all he could hear were birds chirping. He noticed a stool was placed right under the secret panel, which made sense since his sister was shorter than him and would need it get up into the loft. Mike used the stool and pushed the panel up until it made contact with the table leg, and then he pushed his hands inside the opening to bend the leg out of the way.
 
Once the fish goes for the bait, setting the hook is the next critical step. Angie had required Caleb and Preston practice it over and over again until they could do it perfectly every time. They were ready to hook their fish. They had to be able to do it perfectly—this fish could and would turn and attack if not hooked properly.
 
Each boy had one section of the handcuffs in hand and as soon as Mike’s wrists rose above the panel they secured it to his wrists. The center chain on the handcuffs had a 3/8” rope used for climbing tied to it. The other end was tied to a beam.
 
Mike felt the handcuffs and tried to pull his hands back out but the cover pressed against his wrists and he had to use one hand to lift it in order to get out. But the hook had been set; the rope tied to the handcuffs pulled tight. Mike could only pull his arms down a few inches below the door. He pulled with all his strength but only succeeded in making the cuffs hurt his wrists.
 
“Fish caught, time to land it,” Caleb texted to Angie. Angie and Megan had followed a few minutes behind Mike so they were just outside the door to the fort when the text message was received.
 
The girls entered the front door just as Caleb and Preston opened the trap door and climbed down past Mike, who was still struggling to get free.
 
“You guys are already in so much trouble,” Mike said as he realized he was caught. “But if you let me go RIGHT NOW I might go easy on you.”
 
“The prisoner will speak only to answer questions,” Angie said.
 
“Prisoner? You want to bet? You may have me now but sooner or later you have to let me go and when you do…”
 
“Bailiffs, gag the prisoner!” Angie said, interrupting her brother’s discourse.
 
“Uh, with what?” Caleb asked.
 
Angie thought for a moment and then said, “Use his tee shirt. He likes it, but it’s old. And probably dirty as well. Cut it off him and use that to gag him.”
 
Mike continued to threaten what would happen once he got free as Preston and Caleb cut his shirt free. They forced his mouth open and pushed much of the shirt in before wrapping the rest around his head and tying it in place.
 
“I can still hear him,” Angie said as Mike continued his threats. “We need something better. Use his underpants.”
 
Mike’s words were muffled, but they could easily make out his words as he said, “You wouldn’t dare!”
 
That was all the encouragement Caleb and Preston needed. Although he tried to kick, his shorts were quickly around his ankles. Caleb didn’t even try to get them off his feet; he simple used his pocket knife to cut Mike’s boxers off while Preston removed the tee shirt from around Mike’s head. Caleb made sure that Mike could see that the front of his boxers was going to be put in his mouth.
 
“No! Please don’t,” Mike yelled, but then he closed his mouth as he saw that Caleb wasn’t going to stop. However, between Preston holding his nose and Caleb tickling him, his mouth soon opened and the front of the boxers were pushed in. Then the tee shirt was reapplied.
 
“That’s a lot better,” Angie said as Mike’s words were barely audible and completely incomprehensible. She looked at her brother’s face and said, “Aw, Mikee’s all embarrassed now. Too bad—you deserve it. And it was probably inevitable anyway.”
 
Mike shook his head, trying to dislodge the gag until he realized that it was causing his dick to sway back and forth. All eyes except his sister’s were on his dick, which was becoming erect. “They’re really going to get it for this,” he thought to himself. But he knew that no punishment they got was going to undo the embarrassment he was experiencing.
 
“Ms. Prosecutor, you may proceed with the charges,” Angie said, trying to sound authoritative.
 
“First charge: First degree snitching, specifically telling your parents we all snuck out on June 8th,” Megan said. “How do you plea?”
 
“I think you’re going to have to make it a yes/no question,” Angie said.
 
“Of course your honor,” Megan said. “Mike, if you plead guilty, nod your head. If you plead innocent, shake it back and forth.”
 
Mike refused to do either; he just glared at them, trying (unsuccessfully) to look like he was more defiant than embarrassed.
 
“Your honor, the prisoner is being uncooperative,” Megan said.
 
“Yes, I see that, but we expected it might happen. Bailiffs, you know what to do.”
 
Caleb and Preston did indeed know what to do. From a bag in the corner Preston pulled out a tube of IcyHot and let Mike see the label. Then he rubbed it on and around Mike’s nipples.
 
They knew exactly how it was going to feel. In order to get the girl’s approval to use it they had each put some on their own nipples. Caleb had rubbed it off after a few seconds, but Preston hung in there and found out that after the first five minutes it was still warm but not painful. Caleb tried again and learned the same thing. It was safe to use and would only hurt for a short time. But Mike didn’t know that.
 
At first there was no reaction, but then Mike’s eyes got wide and he began to jump and squirm. Caleb did a slow count to 30 and then took a towel and wiped as much of it off as he could. He knew it would still feel hot for the next hour or so.
 
“We don’t have to wipe it off, and there are other places we can apply that if we need to,” Preston said, looking down at Mike’s groin. “Are you going to cooperate now?”
 
This time Mike rapidly nodded his head.
 
“To the charge of first degree snitch on June 8th, do you plead guilty? Yes or No?” Megan asked.
 
Mike nodded his head without hesitation.
 
“Now we’re getting somewhere,” Angie said.
 
“On May 6th, someone told the janitor that Caleb West, Preston Hardy, and Zander Smith were smoking in the boy’s room. Because of that they got caught and had a weekend detention. Was it you who snitched on them?”
 
Mike looked at Caleb and Preston in fear, but he shook his head.
 
“We have it on good authority that it was you who snitched. If we call a witness in and that witness testified against you, the court will have to determine guilt or innocence. Pleading guilty will result in a shorter trial and a much less severe punishment. Are you sure it wasn’t you who snitched?”
 
Mike had to decide if they were telling the truth or not. He hadn’t told hardly anybody. He’d told the janitor about it of course. And Mitch Dean, but Mitch wouldn’t tell anyone. But somebody could have overheard him.
 
“Your honor, he’s being uncooperative again,” Megan said, indicating she had waited as long as she was going to for an answer.
 
Mike shook his head. “Is that your answer?” Megan asked. “Are you saying that you did not snitch on the three boys for smoking in the bathroom?”
 
Mike nodded his head. “The prisoner say’s he’s innocent of that charge,” Megan said. “I’ll be calling Katie Smith as a witness your honor,” Megan said to Angie. To Mike she said, “Did you know that Katie and Zander missed a trip to an amusement park because of Zander’s detention?”
 
“Mike, do you play with your thing? Make it get hard and rub it?” Megan asked.
 
Mike turned an even darker shade of red but slowly nodded his head.
 
“Do you do it after you snitch on people?”
 
“What is the purpose for this line of questioning?” Angie asked.
 
“To see if snitching makes him hard—to see if he gets off on it,” Megan said. Caleb and Preston laughed.
 
“Okay, you may continue,” Angie said to her. See looked at her brother and said, “Answer the question.”
 
Mike shook his head.
 
“Then what do you think of when you, ah, what’s it called?” Megan asked.
 
“Jacking off,” Caleb answered.
 
“Yes, that’s it. What do you think of when you jack off?”
 
Realizing that he couldn’t answer that question, she immediately asked another. “Do you think of girls?”
 
Mike’s head nodded.
 
“Any specific girls?” Again, a nod. “Girls in your class?” There was a pause as Mike realized where this was going, but then a nod.
 
“Lauren Ringer?” The look on Mike’s face was answer enough, she didn’t need the nod. “Just her, or are there others? Nod if there’s more.”
 
Mike shook his head.
 
“What is the combination to your safe?” she asked.
 
Mike shook his head back and forth vigorously.
 
“What purpose?” Angie asked her.
 
“We need to establish how truthful he is,” Megan said. “You said he has a diary in his safe; it would provide the correct answers to the questions I just asked. It would tell us how much we can trust his answers in the future.”
 
“I’ll allow that,” Angie said. “Answer the question Mike.”
 
Mike shook his head again.
 
“Remove his gag,” Angie said. Caleb looked at her to make sure he heard it right before removing it.
 
“Mike, Caleb and Preston are very pissed at you. They really believe you were the one who caused them to spend a Saturday in detention. Now, they wanted to be the ones to punish you, but I didn’t think that would be a good idea. But I did allow them to ensure your cooperation in your own defense. If you won’t allow us an opportunity to conduct a legal search as allowed by me, the judge in this case, then I’ll have to let them discuss it with you.”
 
Preston rubbed his hands together as Caleb got the IcyHot tube out. “You know, it burns a lot worse the second time it’s applied to the same area,” he said.
 
“I want to see his reaction when we cover his balls with it,” Caleb said as he uncapped the tube and held it up to Mike’s nose. “Smell that? That’s the smell of agony.”
 
Mike panicked. “Sometimes I think of Erica Long when I’m, you know, rubbing it. But that’s all, just those two. And I didn’t know they were smoking in the boys room; if they were then it was their fault for smoking.”
 
“He just admitted he lied at least once,” Megan said. “Who knows what else is true. We need to check it out. There’s something in that lockbox he doesn’t want us to see.”
 
“I’m not lying!” Mike said. “It’s just that there’s personal stuff in there! You wouldn’t want me to read your diary!”
 
“Megan is not on trial here, you are,” Angie said. “Just give us the first number for now and we’ll tell the boys to back off.”
 
“Okay, but just the first number. It’s 10. But I’m not giving you the other two numbers. There’s stuff in there that’s private and it has nothing to do with your stupid trial.”
 
“Okay, calm down,” Angie said to him. “We’ll leave it go for now. But we have some other things to take care of for a little while. The bailiffs will remain here with you to make sure you’re safe. As long as you cooperate with them there is no reason for you to be worried. When we come back we’ll continue the trial.”
 
“This isn’t a trial, it’s a …” Mike stopped when he saw the look on his sister’s face. “Just go and have fun. When mom and dad get home you’re really going to get it. Maybe I’ll be allowed to watch all of you get paddled. Maybe I’ll even be the one who gets to do it…”
 
“Ah, there he goes again,” Preston said, picking up the discarded gag. “Time to shut him up.”
 
“No, wait, I’m sorry, I’ll be quiet. Please don’t put that back in my mouth.”
 
“Okay, but no more warnings. You start running off at the mouth again about how much trouble you’re going to cause and I’ll stuff my underpants in there along with yours.”
 
“Please don’t leave me alone with them,” Mike begged as his sister and Megan were leaving the fort.
 
“Just don’t be an ass for a change and you’ll be alright. I trust them, even if you don’t. But if you refuse to cooperate with them then you’re on your own.” The girls left and Mike looked at the two younger boys with fear.
 
“What are you guys going to do to me?” he asked, his voice breaking.
 
“Nothing,” Caleb said. “At least not until the girls prove that you’re guilty.”
 
They ignored Mike and made small talk for a few minutes. Mike was hardly listening; he was wondering what punishment they were going to order.
 
“Have you ever had a blow job?” Caleb asked.
 
“Naw,” Preston said. “I asked Megan once and she said no way. How about you?”
 
“Me neither. I thought Angie was going to give me one once but either she chickened out or she just wanted to see me naked,” Caleb said. After a brief pause he added, “But she did give me a hand job.”
 
“That’s cool, I wish I could talk Megan into that.”
 
Mike was hung up on the thought of his little sister jerking off Caleb.
 
“I wonder what a blow job feels like?” Preston asked.
 
“I don’t know, pretty good I’d guess,” Caleb said. “But we don’t need to wonder about it, I mean as long as the prisoner is being cooperative. Maybe he’d cooperate with us to find out?”
 
“You guys aren’t allowed to touch me,” Mike said, but he couldn’t hide his fear.
 
“Don’t worry, we aren’t going to touch you. But you’re going to be touching us.”
 
“I’ll tell my sister,” Mike said.
 
“There he goes again, always with the tattling. I’m getting real tired of him telling on us all the time. I think he’s being very uncooperative, don’t you Caleb?” Preston said.
 
“Very much so!” Caleb got the tube of IcyHot out. “I wonder how if the inside of his asshole would burn if we shoved some in there?”
 
“Well, we could ask him after we’re done, but I think we need to gag him again so we don’t have to listen to his screams.” Preston started picking up the section of Mike’s boxers that had been in his mouth and the tee shirt and moved towards Mike.
 
“No, wait, I’m sorry guys. I’ll, uh, I’ll do it.”
 
“Do what?” Caleb asked.
 
“You know, I’ll, uh…”
 
“You’ll what? Say it or we go to work.”
 
“I’ll give you guys a blow job. But you have to go easy on me. If my sister tells you to do something then you cut me a break.”
 
“Aww, come on Mike, we’ve already told you that what happens to you isn’t up to us. Besides, we want to make you hurt. Our dads sure made us hurt. You want to deprive us of that for one blowjob? I think you need to offer us more,” Preston said.
 
“Okay. I’ll give you guy’s two blow jobs each. But that’s final, okay?”
 
“You know, if you include Zander as well, then nobody at school has to know you offered to blow us,” Caleb said.
 
Caleb had the cap off the IcyHot and was holding it in front of Mike’s nipples, which were still slightly burning from the first round. Mike could smell it and it was making him even more nervous.
 
“Okay, I’ll give you, Preston, and Zander two blow jobs.” Mike was staring at the tube of IcyHot that was still just an inch away from one of his nipples. “And if I do then you don’t tell anyone from school and you go easy on the punishments, okay?”
 
“Yeah, that should be good enough,” Caleb said as he put the cap back on the tube. “I’m going to climb up and loosen the rope so that you can get on your knees. Then you can show us just how cooperative you can be.”
 
It only took a couple of minutes for Caleb to put a few feet of slack in the rope and Mike dropped to his knees. Preston dropped his shorts and boxers to his knees and got in front of Mike while Caleb climbed down.
 
“Bite me or Caleb or try to back out of the deal and you’ll be sorry.”
 
Preston was just a few months shy of thirteen and his dick showed it. The last time Mike had measured his dick it was almost five inches long; Preston’s was at least four and a half. Plus he had a noticeable patch of hair above and around his dick. Mike opened up his mouth and took it inside.
 
Mike had no idea what to do so he tried just sucking on it until Preston starting moving Mike’s head back and forth. He got a rhythm going that felt good and started trying to thrust his dick in deeper.
 
The warmth of Mike’s mouth and the pressure from his sucking brought Preston to the point of shooting a lot sooner than he wanted. He tried to slow down the pace, but he was already at the end point. His legs bucked as his cum shot into Mike’s mouth. “Don’t you dare spit it out,” he said to Mike as Mike opened his mouth and leaned back.
 
“Man; that was terrific!” Preston said as he pulled his pants back up. “Your turn,” he said to Caleb.
 
Caleb was just two months younger than Preston, but his dick was noticeably shorter and not as thick. He had a little hair around it, but not as much as Preston. But he enjoyed the ride just as much, and even though his cum was thinner and there wasn’t as much as Preston had shot, he still got off.

After a few minutes of resting, Caleb got up and pulled the stool over by Mike. “You’ve been standing for a long time, go ahead and have a seat until the girls get back.” Mike was thankful for the chance to rest and sat down immediately.
 
“How long has it been since you were paddled?” Caleb asked.
 
“I don’t get in trouble like Angie does. I don’t remember the last time; I think I was like ten years old.”
 
“Well, I’ll bet you’ll remember this time,” Caleb said.
 
Just a few minutes later the door opened and Angie and Megan returned. Only they weren’t alone. Zander Smith and his sister Katie were there. Behind them came Lauren Ringer, Erica Long, and Hailey Best. They all gathered around and made fun of Mike.
 
“Did you guys have fun while we were gone?” Megan asked.
 
“Preston and Caleb were bragging about getting blow jobs from you and Angie,” Mike yelled out. “It made me mad and I told them so and they, uh, they made me do something gross to them.”
 
“He’s lying,” Caleb said. “And I can prove it.” He pulled out a pocket recorder and ran it back to a certain point. He pushed the play button, and fast forwarded it to the right point, and then turned up the volume so that they all could hear it.
 
“Have you ever had a blow job?” Caleb’s voice said from the speaker.
 
“Naw,” Preston’s voice answered. “I asked Megan once and she said no way. How about you?”
 
“Me neither. I thought Angie was going to give me one once but either she chickened out or she just wanted to see me naked.”
 
“And that’s what we really said,” Caleb said. “I figured he’d try to get us into trouble while you were gone so I recorded everything. We never bragged or lied about it. You both said no and we respected that, and that’s the truth.”
 
Mike knew he was screwed.
 
“He was scared, and we fed his fear a little. He told us he would suck our dicks if we went easy on him.”
 
“Aww, and I missed out on that!” Zander said.
 
“Play it, I have to hear this for myself,” Angie said. Caleb fast-forwarded the recording until he reached the part he was looking for, then he pressed the play button.
 
“Okay, I’ll give you, Preston, and Zander two blow jobs. And if I do then you don’t tell anyone from school and you go easy on the punishments, okay?”
 
“Now we admit that we scared him a little, but we had already told him that we had no say in his punishment. But he believed we did, so he made the offer to us. The only thing we really promised was that we wouldn’t tell anybody what we did. I’ll play all of it if you want.”
 
“No, I’ve heard enough,” Angie said. “Is everything they said true?” she asked her brother.
 
Mike knew it was true, but it left a lot of parts out. But he was tired and scared and didn’t want to make it worse. “The tape didn’t lie. But now that all the other kids know it’ll be all over school anyway, so the promise they made doesn’t matter, it’s out of their hands now.”
 
“None of us are ever to talk about this to anyone,” Megan said. She didn’t say that it was already a rule for all who were invited. “Does everyone agree to that?”
 
Everyone agreed, and Zander was pleased to hear that his friends hadn’t forgotten him. A couple of blow jobs were a lot better than the missed trip!
 
“Well, it seems that my brother is a liar AND a pervert. We have a lot of ground to cover here,” Angie said. “And Mike, do yourself a favor and don’t tell any lies. Tell the truth, and don’t leave parts out. If you know what you’re being asked for, just tell us the whole story.”
 
“Let’s start with a simple question: Do you know why Hailey got invited to this court?”
 
He knew, but he couldn’t figure out how Angie knew. Then he thought that maybe she didn’t know; maybe she was just guessing and got lucky. He was thinking about lying when she interrupted his thoughts.
 
“You should know that we were able to execute the search warrant. You really should have come up with something harder than your birth month, day, and year plus one. Once you gave us 10 for the first number, and I knew you were born in September, the rest was easy.”
 
It was the secret to his combination, so he knew they had gotten into his lock box and probably read his diary. He was more screwed then ever if they had. But it explained why they had invited Hailey Best.
 
“Because I lied to you when you asked me who I thought of when I masturbate. I only told you about Lauren and Erica.
But you must have read my diary and if so you found out that I have a crush on Hailey and think about her too.”
 
“Oh my god!” Hailey said. “You mean he pictures me naked with him? That’s, that’s…”
 
“I understand, it’s so horrible you can’t even describe it,” Megan said. “But at least he gave a complete and honest answer for a change.”
 
“He does a good job of cleaning the files off his computer, but he had the web addresses of some of his favorite sites in his diary. Right now I think I know more about my brother than I ever wanted to,” Angie said.
 
“So what are we going to do about it?” Katie asked.
 
“Well, first off, he’s already admitted that he was the one who tattled on me, Megan, Caleb, and Preston for sneaking out of our houses last week to be together. For that all of us but Megan got spanked. Soon it will be Mike’s turn to know how that feels.”
 
Mike turned pale, and looked even worse when Preston said he was going to make up for every spanking he ever got.
 
“But that’s what I’m afraid we can’t do. Because of what’s going to happen next we can’t leave any bruises or marks that will last more than a day. But fortunately, one of the sites he goes to gave us what we need. We’re going to paddle him with a hair brush, and we’ll all get a turn, but you can only hurt him enough to make him cry, you can’t leave any marks. But there is something else we can do.”
 
Angie opened a sack she had brought back with her. This is a ginger root. It took us a while to find it. And one thing I know about Mike is he is scared to death of pain. Look at him, he knows what these are for, don’t you Mike?”
 
Mike was beyond pale. He knew exactly what the ginger root was used for. “Please, I’ll do anything. I won’t tell on you, I promise. Not that, please.”
 
“Take the handcuffs off him Preston. He’s not going to go anywhere and even if he did try to run I’d catch him and drag him back by his balls. But I want to talk to him alone for a few minutes. Megan will show you what to do with the ginger root.”
 
Angie took him outside the fort. “You know what was written in your diary. Do you want any of these people to know about it? Stuff like CfNm? Or fDOM? Or bDOM? NIS?”
 
“No, please don’t tell them. I don’t do any of that stuff, I just like reading about it.”
 
“You had a story about a boy who was NIS, or Naked In School as I found out, and you wrote that you wondered what it would be like. So here’s the deal—you are going to be paddled and figged. You are going to shave your pubes. You are going to jack off while we watch. And then you are going to complete the real punishments. Right now the hard disk from your laptop is in the lock box, but I’ve changed the combination. You get it back when your punishment is complete. And if you do anything to get any one of us in trouble everyone will know everything Megan and I know about you. Got it?”
 
“But can’t you just—“
 
“There is no negotiation. You accept it and deal with it. You take responsibility for all the tattling. But how many times you get paddled and how much of that root goes in your butt is up to you. It ends when you accept my punishment plans.”
 
As soon as they went back inside, Zander asked him, “Was it you who told on us for smoking at school?”
 
“Yeah, it was me,” Mike said. “But how did your sister know?”
 
“What?” Katie said. “I had no idea who tattled on them.”
 
“Damn! I knew it was you, you’re always telling on people” Zander said. “I don’t know exactly what these are for but I hope they hurt like hell.”
 
While Mike and Angie were outside the others had used a knife to cut out six ‘fingers’ each about 5 inches long and with one end thinner than the other. The thicker end had a notch cut in it and a short piece of string tied to the notch.
 
“Mike, tell them what the fingers they’ve made do,” Angie said to him.
 
“They burn and cause pain. It lasts for about 20 minutes.”
 
“So do you eat them or what?” Preston asked.
 
“No. They go up my butt.”
 
“Way cool!” Zander said. “All of them at once?”
 
“No, only one for now,” Angie said. “But Mike is going to insert it himself. If he can’t, or won’t, then we’ll use more.”
 
Mike stared at her in shock. “But I, uh, I—“
 
“You have two minutes to put the first on in up to the notch.”
 
“Hey, if this hurts, he’s going to tell on us. I don’t want to get in trouble for this,” Preston said.
 
“I’m not going to tell. You guys are safe. My sister made sure of that. I’m never going to tell anyone what happens here today.” Mike picked up one of the smallest fingers.
 
“And that goes for the rest of you too—we don’t talk about this to anyone,” Angie said. “We don’t write it in a diary, and we don’t post it somewhere. I haven’t told him about the real punishment, but it’s the reason why we have to be careful and not leave any marks when we paddle him; he wouldn’t be able to explain them.”
 
Mike had experimented with fingers up his butt and he knew how to relax and push out to widen his anus. Knowing what was about to happen he inserted the ginger root as rapidly as he could.
 
At first nothing happen. Mike knew from his reading material that it would take about five minutes before he would start feeling the burn and that then it would continue to get worse for fifteen to twenty minutes.
 
“Now we start with the hairbrush,” Angie said. “Remember, go easy! Don’t bruise him. Who wants to go first?”
 
“Can we put some of the IcyHot on his butt first?” Caleb asked.
 
Angie thought it over for a moment before saying, “Sure, but just a small amount on each cheek.”
 
Caleb did as instructed and then took the hair brush. “Can I put him over my lap like a little kid?”
 
“Sure. Have a seat on the stool. You get five strikes, no, make that six—three on each cheek. And remember, go easy. Each of us gets a turn and if he bruises we have to stop.”
 
By the time Mike was over his lap the ginger was beginning to burn. Mike was horrified at being spanked by a boy in his class at school while everyone else got to watch.
 
Caleb touched one cheek with the paddle to get an aiming point, and Mike clenched his butt cheeks together and then yelled out.
 
“I didn’t even hardly touch him!” Caleb said. “That doesn’t count.”
 
“It doesn’t count, you’re right,” Angie said. “When he squeezes his butt together it squeezes more of the juice out of the ginger and burns him more. So before each paddle strike, touch him like you did.”
 
“Cool,” Caleb said. “The brush may not hurt as much as when my dad paddled my butt, but I’m going to enjoy it anyway.” He gave Mike a light hit and then a tap and laughed when the tap caused a bigger reaction than the brush did. He repeated it five more times. By the end Mike was crying and struggling to reach the string tied to the ginger root.
 
“Mike, if you pull it out we’ll start over with a fresh one,” Angie said. “We’re not going to hold you in place, you have to control yourself.”
 
By then the ginger root was burning as much as it could and Mike was in agony. But he managed to control his impulse to pull out the root as the other nine kids took their turns. By the time they were done his butt was warm and very red. The ginger root had stopped burning him.
 
“Okay Mike,” his sister said to him, “Now you can pull that finger out and I’ll explain your punishment. If you don’t like it, well, there are five more fingers there.”
 
“First, you’re going to come up with a plan that will leave you naked in school. We will grade you based on how many people see you. If you fail to get a passing grade from at least five of us then you’ll have to do it again only we’ll take care of the planning. And like I said, even if you get caught you don’t involve any of us.”
 
“But naked in school? I could get suspended for that. And dad would bust my butt!”
 
“Then you’d better have a plan worked out so you don’t get suspended,” Angie said.
 
“Second, next weekend you are going to spend time outside naked. We will give you things to do that will be the most embarrassing things we can think of. And you will do your best to complete them.”
 
“But, how-“
 
“Leave the details to us for that. We won’t give you tasks that are designed to get you in trouble, there’s no fun in that. But they will be very embarrassing.”
 
“Complete all of that and you get your computer and lockbox back and the promise I made you. Get any one of us in trouble and you know what happens.”
 
“So, do you accept the punishment or do you want to go back to the figging and flogging?”
 
“My god, look,” Erica said, pointing at Mike’s groin, “he’s looking forward to the punishment. He’s already got a stiffy!”
 
Mike covered up his groin with his hands, but it was too late, they had already seen him. He looked at the five fingers of ginger root and quickly made up his mind. “I accept the punishment.”
 
“Then you have two things left to do here before you can leave,” Angie said. She opened the bag she had brought and tossed him some shaving lotion and a razor.
 
“You don’t have much experience using a razor; perhaps we should help you,” Megan said.
 
“No, I can handle it,” Mike said.
 
“No, I insist,” Megan said. “We’re going to do it and make sure it is done right.”
 
Angie returned to the bag and took out four more razors. “I thought you might want to help,” she said to Lauren, Erica, and Hailey as she passed out the other razors.
 
They did, and it only took a few minutes for the five girls to have his groin as hairless as a baby’s.
 
As soon as they were done Angie said, “Lauren, Erica, Hailey, if this bothers you then feel free to leave, but Mike’s about to demonstrate what he does to himself when he thinks about you.”
 
“No way am I missing that,” Erica said. “I’m staying!”
 
Lauren and Hailey felt the same way. Since he was already hard all he had to do was rub it. It sounded so easy and should have been fun; after all, fDOM and bDOM were two of his favorite fantasies. But to actually have to do it in front of an audience was a lot different than dreaming it. Because of the extreme embarrassment it took some time but in the end he succeeded with the task.
 
“Have a good plan for school tomorrow,” Angie told him. “And remember, the more people that see you the more likely we’ll vote it with a high score. We’re done here, you can leave when you want.”
 
All of the girls left and Mike started looking for his shorts. His shirt and boxers were in tatters on the floor, but his shorts were gone. “Hey, Caleb, what did you do with my shorts?”
 
“I’ll get them for you for a price, otherwise you can go home naked,” Caleb said.
 
“That’s not fair,” Mike said, but then he knew he didn’t have any control over the three boys. “Okay, what’s the price?”
 
“The blow jobs you gave to me and Preston were just practice ones. You still owe us two more.” After a moment’s thought he added, “And a practice one for Zander too.”
 
“That’s a lot, couldn’t we…”
 
“Have a nice walk home,” Caleb said. “Come on guys, let’s split.” Caleb, Preston and Zander headed for the door.
 
“Okay, I’ll do it,” Mike said reluctantly.
 
“The price has gone up,” Preston said. “Now it’s three blow jobs for each of us.”
 
Mike hesitated, but he gave in before they turned to leave again. “Deal,” he said.
 
“Really cool!” Zander said as Caleb ran out to get the shorts he had hidden. “This is going to be the best summer of our lives.”
 
“Why’d you do it?” Preston asked. “You’re going to be naked for an entire weekend anyway. What difference does a ten minute walk home make?”
 
“I’ll give you four blowjobs if you’ll go home naked,” Mike said. “It’s about the same distance and time to your house as it is to mine.”
 
Preston thought about it for a brief moment and then said, “Okay, I guess maybe even a few minutes matter. I think I’ll pass on the blowjobs.”
 
Caleb came back and tossed the shorts to Mike and he, Preston, and Zander took off for home running. Mike took his time; he was in no hurry to face his sister again after the humiliation he’d already been through. And he had to plan something for tomorrow at school. Something that would involve him being naked in school, only this time it wouldn’t be just a fantasy.
 
 
 
 



   
   
   
(The End)