Brian's Turn in the APA Copyright 2004 by Aldric, all rights reserved. ***** 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. Comments may be sent to pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com ***** Brian Weslo had gone from the worst moment of his life to the best and back to the worst again, all in just three days. After his brother Brad and Brad's best friend Kevin had pantsed him in the gym in front of hundreds of kids, their parents enrolled Brad in a pilot program in order to teach him how to be a better person and to do what he was told. And they left Brian and his sister Melissa in charge of their brother. While that had been enough to satisfy Brian, he knowingly violated one of the rules and then lied about it. Once he was caught, he ended up wearing a collar around his neck the same as his brother had. The first day with the collar was the worst, as Brian had to spend it at his best friend's house. His best friend, Tom, tried not to get into it too much, but it was just too hard to resist being allowed to torture and tease a naked boy his own age. In fact, he wasn't just allowed to, he was encouraged to humiliate Brian as much as he could. And even without him, Tom's two sisters, 13 year old Megan and 11 year old Miranda, along with Melissa, were all there to make Brian's life unbearable. The second day wasn't quite as bad. Brad's collar had been removed the night before, and while Brian thought Brad would take him for the day to get revenge on him, instead Brad said he just wanted to rest. So once again Brian spent it with his sister, Tom, and Tom's sisters. He was a little more used to being naked, and the enjoyment was a little more stale the second day, so it wasn't as bad as the first day. But that night when they got back home Brian's mother told his sister to leave him alone for the rest of the evening because tomorrow he was going to the new Additional Punishment Area that had just opened in their town. While similar to the APA Brad had been at in nearby Bayview, it was also somewhat different. Brad wanted to make Brian pay dearly for his time in the Bayview APA, and started off that night. "I want you to call Susan Bikham," Brad told him; "and invite her to the APA tomorrow." Susan was Brian's current girl friend, and he especially didn't want her to see him naked. Of course, Brad knew that, which was why he had requested it. "Make me call anyone else, but not her," begged Brian. "I'd really like to start going out with her, and if she sees me at the APA, I'll be like you and never be able to get a date." Brian knew the moment he said it that it was the wrong thing to say. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that like it came out." "Yes you did, so now for that you can call two girls, and Susan has to be one of them. In fact, let me make it worse. In addition to two girls, you have to invite any other four people from your class, boy or girl." Brian stared at him in shock, knowing that this would end his social life for sure. Seeing the look on his brother's face, Brad softened it just a little. "I'll tell you want, there have been some changes made since you took me to the APA. One of them is a rest area, which doesn't allow any monitors or visitors. Just us, and no punishments are to be done there, it is truly a rest area. You call as many people in your class as you want, and give me a list of who you called. If any 5 of the people on the list AND Susan Bikham are there tomorrow, I promise you no less than 1 hour in the rest area." He paused to let that sink in, and then he continued. "If you get Susan and any other 4 people, I'll leave you in area 1 for an hour, and I won't allow a monitor to take you out. So call people and invite them and make it easier on yourself. Just give me a list of who you call before we leave tomorrow." Brian knew that part of the fun in being a guardian was giving an offender a choice between two different evils, and now he had to make one. Whether to invite a lot of kids from his class and hope that only 6 of them come, or just call six and hope they all come. After what he put Brad through when Brad was at the APA, he figured he had better call some extras. Susan Bikham was the hardest call, so he forced himself to call her first. She wanted to know everything about the APA because she had never heard of it, and didn't sound too excited until he told her he would be naked. From the moment he said those words she was coming. Next he made the easiest call, his best friend Tom. Of course, he forgot about Tom's sisters, but Tom ensured him they would love to come too. Then he had the difficult choice, whether to call boys or girls. Boys might think he was weird, but wouldn't be as likely to take part in his punishment. Girls were more likely to come, but being seenby, and possibly being touched by girls from his class was a lot more embarrassing. In the end, he called 4 more boys and 3 more girls who said they would come. He wrote the names on a list and gave it to Brad. But Brad wasn't done yet. "Do you remember the Power Rangers Song you used to sing all the time? I want you to sing it during the Karaoke part tomorrow. Without any backup music, just you singing it. And you can do the dance you did too." "Brad, I was 5 years old then," Brian said, knowing he was begging again. Every time Brad had begged him for something, Brian had made it worse, now he was learning how that felt, but it was hard not to beg when he was being asked to do such horrible tasks. "But do you remember the song and the dance you did?" Brad waited for Brian to nod his head and then said "good, then that's taken care off. Now, how about the video tape we had for Steven, "Bear in the Big Blue House, Potty Time with Bear," do you remember that song too? If you forgot it, you need to get the tape out and start practicing." Steven was their 2 year old cousin, and the tape was to help potty train him. Brian turned white just thinking about singing that song on a stage in front of several of his friends, kids from school, and probably 50 total strangers. Singing was something that Brian was good at, and enjoyed doing, but Brad hated to be made to sing, so Brian had sent Brad up on stage twice. Now he was going to get his revenge by choosing the music that would be remembered by everyone at school. "Brad, I'm sorry for everything I made you do, and I guess I deserve this. Is there anything else, because I really don't remember that song, so I will have to find the tape, and mom told me to be in bed by ten." Brad smiled and shook his head. "Go learn your songs, tomorrow will be a long day, and I know from experience you aren't going to get much sleep tonight. I'll leave you alone for the rest of the evening." One of the things Brad had done on the last day he wore the collar was to serve as a tester for training new staff. Judge Eckerd also asked him what worked and what didn't work at the APA he had been sent to and based on his responses and those of a few other kids, changes had been made when setting up the facility locally. One of the biggest changes was to reduce the power of the monitors, which was accomplished by making the offenders more available to the visitors. Part of this change was something that Brad was glad didn't exist when he went through; there was now an area known as area 7 where offenders could be taken and auctioned off to the highest bidder for a maximum of four hours. There were minimum bids for each hour, and the minimum for four hours was very high, which would limit the number of kids auctioned off for that time. Also, the exchanging of money was reduced. Monitors were now paid, although they could still accept tips. But all the areas where visitors had access to the offenders were controlled by the use of tokens. Visitors were given two tokens when they paid to get in, and could bet on the outcome of many offender activities to get more. The auction block accepted only tokens. Area 1, the viewing area, was almost unchanged, except that visitors could call an offender to come up to the glass and provide visitors any pose they requested. Area 2, the Karaoke machine area and area 3, the touching area, were both unchanged except that the picture area was now also part of area 3 instead of the spanking area. Area 4, the forced masturbation area, now allowed two visitors to compete with each other using one or more offenders, in addition to the use of professionals to repeatedly masturbate offenders sent there. In addition to area 7, two new areas had been established where the guardian (or a monitor) could earn tokens. Area 5 was now a tickle area, replacing the old spanking area. In this area, visitors could pay for the right to tickle an offender. The other was area 6, a newly designed spanking area with policies and procedures completely different than the old spanking area. Here, visitors could spank offenders. The spankings were all done using plastic straps that caused only minor pain. There was a limit on how long a guardian could send an offender to either of these two regions, but offenders could also be sent here by monitors for committing offenses in the park, and this time did not count against the guardian's maximum time of 1 hour per area per day. And one important rule now existed for any offender in the park if the offender gained an erection, they were required to masturbate to orgasm within 3 minutes. Each minute or portion of a minute over 3 they took to achieve orgasm was converted to 5 minutes of spanking in area 6. Brad and Melissa walked Brian to the APA and checked him in. As soon as they entered the park, Tom and his sisters, as well as all the other invited boys and girls were there waiting for him. They all came running up to him, most of them had no idea until they got here that offenders were naked and they couldn't wait to get a close up look at Brian, much to his obvious horror. His first thought was how he was ever going to go to school after putting on a show like this to so many of his classmates. The girls wanted to touch, so Brad took Brian to area 3 first, allowing them to touch him where they wanted. Brian rapidly gained an erection and Brad said "teach them how you beat off so they can do it to you if they want next time you get hard." This got even the boys interested, as they had never had the opportunity to watch one of their friends show a group of girls how they beat off. Brian was very nervous, and that combined with showing the girls how he did it kept him going for over 6 minutes before he shot his tiny bit of sperm. Brad noted the time, and decided to lie about it, marking it as 7 minutes, knowing that it would cost Brian 10 minutes of spanking later. While they were there, Brad also paid to have a photographer take a picture of Brian, much like the one of Brad now positioned in the center of the mantle in their house. The photographer knew exactly what Brad wanted, a picture that clearly showed Brian was naked, but which didn't show his privates. The girls kept asking constant personal questions of Brian, which would cause his dick to start to rise again, but then the boys would talk about how they were going to tell everyone in school and it would fall again. Brad got behind Brian and the next time a boy made a comment about school, Brad put his finger to his lips and pointed at Brad's groin. They finally got the idea, and as soon as Brian was hard, Brad asked Susan if she wanted to have the honors. She was overjoyed to be able to touch him, and stroked his shaft just like he had showed her, causing him to shoot in just a few minutes. Next Brad led the group to area 5, where he locked Brian's wrists and ankles to the supplied frame and the girls picked out long feathers. Brad could have charged them tokens, but instead he just allowed them 10 minutes each, using 40 minutes of his allowed time. They were just about to leave when a girl of about 8 year of age came in, and she wanted to know how much it cost to tickle him. Brad told her if she did a really good job, it was free, but if she couldn't make him dance he would stop her. She did the best of all of them, and Brad let her go for the last of the 20 minutes, stopping her only to allow Brian to catch his breath. The last area the little girl concentrated on was Brian's balls and the bottom of his dick, which caused Brian to become hard once again. "Just like my brother," the little girl said, "I just love bringing him in here, but I used up all my time." They untied Brian and once again told him to beat off. This time he completed it in the allowed time, but Brad decided to add 20 seconds, making it just over three minutes, or another 5 minutes in area 6, which is where they all went to next. Brad explained the rule about beating off, which of course Brian didn't know. Brian didn't believe there really was such a rule, he knew how this place worked, but he also knew that complaining about it would send him to area 4, and his dick was already getting sore. This time, the boys wanted to get into the act, and Brad gave them all of the penalty minutes plus 50 of the 60 he could send Brad here for. That meant there were 75 minutes to divide up between the 5 of them, including Tom who wasn't going to be deprived of his 15 minutes of fun. Even though the plastic straps caused only a very slight amount of pain, after almost an hour and a half of constant slapping by the boys, Brian was hopping around with each slap, and his back side was bright red. When they were finally done, Brad asked if any of the girls wanted to try, and most of them did, so he divided up the remaining 10 minutes and let them go. The boys were getting bored now and wanted to go check out the rest of the park, but Brad asked to stay for just one more area. Brian guessed what was next, and was nearly in tears from the thought of what he had to do. Brad told Brian's guests how the voting worked and directed them around to the front while he brought Brian into the back behind the stage at area 2. "You're just in time, I needed a new candidate," the monitor said. "Remember to tell them you want to sing the Power Ranger's song, and I remember how you used to do the dance, so if you don't do it right I'll take you someplace you'll like a lot less." As the losing contestant was being taken to area 4 by her guardian, Brad told the monitor to let him name and sing his song for the first two songs. The other two kids on stage, a 10 year old boy and a 13 year old girl went first, and then the monitor came out and handed a microphone to Brian. He asked Brian to introduce himself and what his favorite song was. In a very squeaky voice that got laughs from the audience, Brian said "My name is Brian Weslo, and I'd like to sing the Power Rangers Song." The monitor looked surprised and responded "I'm sorry, I don't think we have the music for that." "That's okay," Brian said, his voice still squeaking, "I'll just sing it myself." He launched into the song and did a perfect rendition of the dance he used to do when he was 5 years old. The audience loved it, and rewarded him by giving all their votes to the girl. The boy was led off stage and immediately replaced by another boy of about 13. The audience had grown, it was the largest Brad had seen, and most of them were hoping to humiliate the new boy, which was okay with Brad, this song was all he really wanted to see Brian sing. The girl went first, and then it was Brian's turn. Brad could see the tears forming in his brother's eyes as he told the monitor what song he wanted to sing. The title alone drew a standing ovation from his friends and even some of the kids here for the other boy. He stumbled through the song, trying to dance the way bear did in the video, and left out most of the verses, finally finishing it with his voice barely rising above the laughter in the room. The noise from the audience was attracting even more people, so there were people standing in the aisles and at the door to watch his performance. It was clearly the most embarrassing song anyone had ever sung. When it was done, the Monitor asked the new boy "How are you going to top that?" The boy was already crying, looking at the size of the crowd here to watch him. "I have to sing the same song," he said into the microphone in a soft voice. Brad turned to the boy's guardian, a girl of about 16 and said "What're the odds that we would both pick the same stupid song?" She laughed and said she went through every song book and tape they had for their baby brother, "and nothing said humiliation like that song did." The boy barely made it through the song, his knees were knocking and it looked like he was close to fainting. When the votes were tabulated, the girl had all of them. The monitor ran on stage and announced the last place tie. He directed that each boy first go to area 4 for 6 minutes, and then spend 10 minutes in area 6. The crowd went wild, and everyone scrambled out to get to the viewing area. The boys that Brian had invited were in heaven; they knew that they would never again get to see a show like that, and when school started, the news would spread like fire. Brian thought he knew what was going to happen here, but Brad had other plans. The professional was fastening the younger boy down to a table first, and Brad saw another boy about Brian's age being brought in. Brad went to the guardian and asked him if he minded if a couple of girls competed to see which boy could be made to cum first and most often. The boy rapidly agreed, and Brad quickly explained the options to the girls. Each of the visitors received two tokens when they entered, and none of Brian's friends had spent or earned any. Brad pulled the five he got for signing Brian in and said to Susan "I'll bet all 5 of these that you can make him cum faster than any of your friends can make that other boy cum, whoever wins gets the tokens." The guardian for the other boy got into the action, pulling out 5 more. "I'll bet that girl," he pointed at one of Brian's friends, "can make my cousin cum faster, and he's already been here twice today." The other boys that Brian had invited also got into the act, and Brad cautioned them to save some so they could also bet on most often. "Besides, there are four girls here; maybe the other two want to compete as well." "But what good are the tokens after we win?" asked Susan. "I'll show you later; just go ahead and compete, unless you'd rather not. I mean, I know what my brother means to you." "What are you talking about?" she asked him. "Well, it's you he thinks of when he's beating off, he said so himself." Tom and his sisters backed Brad up, saying they were there when he said it. "That little pervert!" she said, jumping up and pulling one of the other girls along. "Come on Jackie, I know I can do this better than you." Brad followed them into the room and explained to the girl working there what was happening. "Hey, I know you," she said to Brad, "you were here the day we were training. I got to do you." She looked at the two girls and said "I'll bet 2 tokens I can get this boy off faster than both of you newbies." Brad's face had turned red from her comment that he had been strapped to one of these beds before, but the two girls hadn't even noticed. He strapped Brian and the other boy down, whispering in Brian's ear just before he left "you really want to make sure that Susan wins this." Once all three boys were in place and the cameras on so the rest of the audience could watch, the contest began. Susan put everything she had learned from area 3 to good practice, and beat Jackie, but not the staff girl. The staff girl looked at the stack of tokens and took her two plus two more and said to Susan "Looks like the rest are yours." Susan picked up the 12 tokens, giving her a total of 14. Jackie stepped down, offering her place to one of the other girls. The staffer said "set the timers to 6 minutes; let's see who can make their boy cum the most times." She put two more tokens down. Brad asked if he could borrow some, and she told him "There's a young girl back there waiting for her turn. You do her, and I'll pay you 5 tokens." She added the five to the stack. The other guardian matched his bet with 5, and several other kids from the audience bet a few, the stack now had 18 tokens in it. "Set the timers, and let's get going," the staffer said. Brad watched while he strapped in the girl he was going to do. He could see immediately that the staff girl was not trying very hard; she was allowing the two girls to compete. Susan was doing a good job, but when the timers went off, the 10 year old had been brought to orgasm 2 times, Brian 3 times, and the other boy 4 times. Susan's friend picked up the 18 tokens. She was just ready to leave when she took a close look at the boy she had been masturbating. "Hey, I know you. You play soccer for Ridgeway middle, don't you; you're their goalie." The boy said he was and she continued "I wish I had looked at you earlier, you beat our team and I lost a bet because of you." The boy's cousin came in to claim his offender and overheard her comment. He looked at her and said "You've got plenty of tokens there, why don't you come over to the auction area and I'll let you bid on him." He looked down at his cousin. "What do you say, Fred, want to spend 4 hours with a girl from a rival school who lost a bet because of you?" Brad was still working on the girl, but he was looking at Brian. He didn't want Brian to know about area 7 yet. But Susan was wiping her hands off on Brian's chest, and he was asking her to release him from the bed and wasn't paying attention to anything else around him. The other girls had gone off to explore area 7, but the boys were waiting around for another chance to spank Brian. Brad asked Susan to come along too. As they walked over, Brian said to her "I know this is a pretty stupid time, but I want to tell you that I like you. I don't think you'll ever go out with me after this, but I sure would like to go out with you someday." Susan put her arm around his shoulders and told him maybe she would, but then she slapped his butt and said "but right now you're naked and I'm having too much fun to think about serious stuff." Then she looked at Brad and asked "What do I do with the tokens?" "You'll find out when we get to area 7, but it would be better if you had more tokens first." Brad pulled Brian back just before they entered and said "Brian, I'm telling you this to help you, not to hurt you. I think you are better off if she has more tokens. You can let the boys spank you and name your own price and she can keep the tokens. If you don't trust me, I understand, but I'm really not trying to trick you." When they came in the monitor told him he was late. "You get 10 minutes for losing and 10 more minutes for being late." The boys crowded around and took turns. When the punishment strokes were over, Brian offered himself to his classmates, who only had 4 tokens between them. They said they would give the 4 tokens for 10 more minutes. Then four strangers came in, made the same offer. Brian endured 20 more minutes of spanking, but he earned 8 tokens, which he gave to Susan, giving her a total of 22. Brad took them over to area 7, where Judy, the girl that had won the contest to make the boys cum the most, was running out with a huge smile. "I bought him, Susan; I bought Fred Diggs," she yelled as she ran up to Susan. "What do you mean you bought him?" Susan asked. "I had the high bid, and he's mine for 2 hours tomorrow." Brian suddenly understood. "You're going to sell me," he said in horror. "Rent you out is more like it. I can put bids out for 1, 2, or 4 hours, and the highest bidder wins you. And if I want, I can add the time on to your sentence, but I won't." Brad looked at Susan. "Susan, if you are the high bidder, you can buy him for 4 hours and he'll be naked, docile, and do everything you tell him to do; everything you are probably looking for in a boy friend. But minimum bid for 4 hours is 20 tokens, so you don't have much extra. I wish you luck." Brad led Brian away to the back of the tented area, where they waited for the current bidding to end. "Where did they get the idea for this?" Brian asked with fear in his voice. "I had part of the idea, and some other kid had another part. They put them together and created area 7. Just think, you can be rented out to total strangers now. But they still have to obey the rules, just like anybody else." "What are you going to do with the tokens?" "I'm only allowed to keep 1 token per hour, the rest go back to the park. They are trying to keep a shortage just to limit people's ability to rent offenders. I can only rent you out for a total of 4 hours, so this will be it, except that you can also be sent here as punishment. Hey, let's go, it's our turn now." The monitor called them up and handed a microphone to Brad, who started in by announcing that this auction was for 4 hours, and the minimum bid was 20. He had planned to try and get Brian hard again, but before he could even start a girl's voice yelled out "I bid 23!" It wasn't Susan. "Sorry, Brian, I thought you would end up with her. Bad luck for you I guess," Brad said, but then Susan's voice came out clear as she yelled "26 tokens, I bid 26." "Uh oh, I hope she knows she can get into trouble for betting tokens she doesn't have," Brad said. There were no other bids, and the monitor called out "26, the bid is 26, going once, twice, three times. He's yours; bring your tokens up here and then see his guardian to make arrangements for getting him." Susan came running up, counting out 26 tokens into the monitor's hand. When she got back to where Brad and Brian were, she said "Boy, are we going to have fun with you Brian." "Where did the extra chips come from, and who's 'we'?" Brad asked. "Some of the kids were over betting on something and won, and they said if I shared Brian with them they would give me some tokens." "You said 'some of the kids' Who are you talking about?" Brian asked. "Well, lets see, it was Toby, Alex, Dennis, Megan, Miranda, ---What the heck, I'll just invite everyone. Even Tom," she said, enjoying the look on Brian's face. "When can we have him Brad?" "I have nothing planned for him tomorrow. In fact, if you guys take him, I'll have a chance to start running to get ready for swim practice. Let me know when and where and I'll get him there." Brad told them he was going to give Brian a break for an hour, but to hang around and have fun and Brian would be back later. He then took Brian to the promised rest area since Brian had met the condition Brad had put forward the night before. The rest area was cool and quiet. There were currently only 2 other offenders and their guardians in there, and the room was divided to allow some privacy. "I wish they had this when you went through APA, I would have taken you there after the screw up with that monitor who that took you to area 6," Brian said, thankful to have a chance to sit down without anyone staring at him. "Speaking of that, I recommended a lot of changes to that area, and it's not as bad now. It's area 8 here because they added the tickling and auction areas. And only an adult or a guardian can send a kid there, the monitors can only take a violator who won't do what he's told to an adult in security, so there won't be any more problems like I had." "What else did they change?" Brian asked. "You're going to find out. I talked to mom, and she approved sending you there. It's on your check-in papers." Brian's mouth dropped open in total fear, remembering what happened to Brad. When the hour-long break was over, Brad nearly had to pull Brian along to get him to area 8. Brian knew he had to go, but was actually afraid. He remembered watching helplessly as Brad suffered through the device that had been attached to his balls. When Brad got him there, they were both surprised to find a woman in charge. Brad told her that Brian was here as stated on the check-in papers. She called the staff at check in, and then said to Brad, "It will be just a second, they're calling your mother at work to verify it." A few seconds later she hung up the phone. "Arms up" she said to Brian, who didn't respond. "I take it you know about this place?" Brian didn't speak, but nodded his head. "Look, I can be easy or rough, however you want to play. But failure to follow commands in here can be a lot more serious than outside, you should know that. So let's try one more time; hands up!" This time Brian slowly raised his arms, allowing her to lock them in place. She then put a belt around his chest that held the plastic bottle containing the chemical used to heat up his balls and give him an erection. Next she fitted the sack around Brian's balls and ran a plastic tube from the sack to the bottle. Brad noticed that Brian was so scared that he didn't even get a boner while the lady was feeling his balls. Lastly, she measured out a quantity of the white, syrupy mixture and poured it into the bottle. She set a battery in place and turned on a switch, and Brian tightened up as he heard the small motor running as it pumped the stuff down the tube. With tears in his eyes, he quickly asked "How bad is it going to be Brad?" "Nowhere near as bad as you're making out. It heats your balls up, and it keeps getting hotter, but just when you think you can't take any more, it stops. That is, unless someone squeezes the whole bottle out onto your balls at once." "I was trying to get it off youuuuu, oh, ohhh, ohhhhh, ah." Brian's voice kept getting higher as he danced around on his toes as the first blast of the chemical worked its way along his balls. He probably already knew that moving around like he was made it worse because it spread it out more, but Brad knew that he couldn't stop. "Its set for 20 minutes, and it injects every 5 minutes. Leave his arms bound so he doesn't try and tear it off, and after the bottle is empty bring him back and I'll remove it" the woman said. Brian was still moaning, but Brad knew from experience that it was already getting better. He brought Brian out to find his friends and let him hang around with them for the twenty minutes. They found 2 of the girls and all the boys and Brad explained what the stuff on him was for. He finished just as the pump started up again. As Brian started yelling and dancing, the boys were laughing. "Wow, look at him go! That must really hurt." "I can let you experience it for yourself if you'd like," Brad told the boy, but the boy declined. After a few seconds the pump stopped and shortly after that Brian calmed down, but now the second part of the device started to become effective. In addition to a chemical that heated up the balls, it also contained a chemical that was absorbed through the skin and caused an erection. "He must like it, he's getting hard again!" One of the boys said. "Make him beat off next time it runs." "No, I think I'll keep his arms where they are until this phase is over. But he'll be hard for about an hour, and I think his dick will get sore, then he goes to area 6 and you'll get to spank him again." And so it went, every 5 minutes the pump ran and Brian did his little dance and yelled while his penis kept growing harder and harder. When it got down to the last pump, Brad led Brian back to area 8 to get it removed. By now Brian had the hardest erection he had ever had, and Brad ordered him to start beating off as they walked back. The kids from his class had followed them;, one of them went to find the others, so they were all there to watch Brian as he rubbed and shot, and rubbed and shot, and rubbed some more. Soon it became obvious that his dick was getting sore as he kept trying to find a new place to rub. Twice Brad told him he went past the three minute maximum, and finally Brad just stopped completely. "You understand that you get spanked for 5 minutes for every minute you go with your dick still hard, don't you?" Brad asked him. Once again, Brian had tears in his eyes. "But I just can't do it anymore, it's getting too sore." Finally, one of the boys noticed that Brian's dick was getting soft, and Brad stopped keeping time. "You went for a total of 11 minutes over the limit, so that's 55 minutes of spanking." Brad said. "The good news for you is that I can only keep you here for another 65 minutes, so after you're done in area 6 we'll call it a day and take you home. The crowd of kids hurried down to area six, already choosing turns. Brad made sure he had the last turn, and he put Brian over his knee, swinging the small piece of plastic as hard as he could. Even though it was soft and flexible, nearly an hour of constant spanking left Brian's butt bright red and burning, and Brad let each of the other kids feel the heat rising from it. Finally he decided that Brian's day in the APA was over and took him home, but not until he made Brian thank each one of his classmates for coming and helping to make his life miserable.