Brad in DANIP, Third Time is a Charm Chapter 14
by Aldric
Copyright 2005 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 made to Pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com

Chapter 14

The scores began to show up on the screen for returning on time and number of areas. As the other boys slowly returned, Brad and Brian saw they were doing pretty good except for fines. Brad had the most of all the boys and Brian was just a few behind him.

Three boys had gotten tickets for covering up and Brad was happy to see that one of them was Jay. Only ten boys got points for 'most areas' and Jay and Seth were not among them. Adam and Carl did, and they came over to thank Brad and Brian for the help.

The girl in charge came over to inform the boys the result of the fines and tickets. "You get 30 minutes of community service for every fine and 30 minutes of APA for each ticket." Brad had just earned six hours of community service and Brian had five. But Jay now had 30 minutes of APA time plus an hour and a half of community service. Seth had an hour.

Then it was time for the first contest. The bleachers were filling with kids and many of them had still and video cameras with them. The girl in charge picked up the microphone and began with service projects. As she spoke the numbers appeared on the screen.

"While you were out having fun, we have been polling kids to see how many votes each of you got for service projects. In first place, with 7 points, is O1, let's hear it for him."

O1 was Jay and Brian and Brad joined in with the applause from the audience.

"While he basks in the knowledge that he has seven points, he must remember that he will be spending seven hours at Walnut Elementary school."

Brad and Brian both laughed at the expression on Jay's face knowing that his cousin was probably behind this.

"In second place, with six points, and six hours, is C1." He was the boy from the high school, and apparently Riverside wanted him back.

"Third place is our other visitor from up north, with five hours to spend along with his buddy at Walnut." This, of course, was Seth.

"In forth place, again going to Walnut, is E1." This time it was Brad who was stunned, for this was him. He was going to have to work naked along with Jay and Seth back at his old elementary school. He didn't listen to who got third and second place, although he did catch his brother's reaction and listened up again just in time to hear that all other detention kids got one point, and one hour, at their own school.

"Now its time for our first competition. The audience has chosen how we should score, but the players have to guess." She and a few assistants handed out a cup to each of the boys. "We want each of you to start beating off and don't stop until I tell you to. Collect everything you produce in the cups we have provided."

The boys began to work at getting hard. Each of them was wondering what it took to win, and the youngest of the boys wasn't even sure what was supposed to go in the cup. But they all worked at it for the ten minutes they let it go before the leader called time.

"Now, my judges and I will award points. You players should know that we are grading you on the least amount in the cup." When the scores were posted, naturally the elementary kids took most of the points. Brad was surprised to see that Jay got four points. His cup was one of the empty ones, and the tie breaker apparently was age.

"Okay, now for the next one. Everyone, drink what's in your cup!"

Seeing that he could use some more points, Brad was the first to raise his cup and begin drinking. Only a few other boys did the same before she laughed and yelled into the microphone "Just kidding boys, you don't get any points for that." The audience yelled its approval. Brad felt a brief rise of anger at the trick, but one thing being in DANIP had finally taught him was how to control it.

"Now for our next competition. We got started a little late and we need to get done on time, so this one is very short. Boys, we need you to get hard. We will give you 30 seconds, and then we are going to take measurement. We measure by length, thickness, and age and have a formula that will tell us who the winners are. So start pumping up again."

They didn't even wait the 30 seconds before there were a dozen girls walking around taking measurements and recording them along with the person's age. As they calculated each boy according to their formula, the scores came up on the screen. This time, things went as expected, the older, more developed boys got the majority of the points. The biggest surprise was Seth, who wasn't able to get hard again and so he ended up with no points. Jay didn't do much better; an elementary school kid actually got more points than he did.

"Now our last event, for which we had four requests from people who say it is one boy's favorite game flags. To get this done quickly, each of you will get four flags. You get one point for each flag that sticks to you; however, the top two scorers will also get a free complimentary spanking at school on Monday."

As the flags were being handed out Brian asked kids he knew from Walnut to help him get his cousin. Meanwhile, other kids knew that this was Brad's idea and decided to get him again. And many of the elementary kids were after the high school boy. When it was done the scores were posted, Brad had the most flags, but Jay was next in line. The high school boy was third, and there weren't many others who even got points.

"Well, we have our winners. I think by now you all know E1 as Brad Weslo, and his cousin Jay. For finishing with the two highest scores, they each get their age in spanks from school. We'll have to check with Jay's school to see if they do that there."

"Now its time for the last event, the infamous area 9. I said we would select four people to be able to sit this out and here's how we decide. We will arrange the board by school type, and the two highest scores from the elementary schools and the two highest from the middle and high schools will sit out. So let's see who they are "

A few seconds went by before the big board changed to look like this:

With 49 points, Brad was in first place for his age group, and Adam was in second with 37. Brian, with only 29 points ended up in fifth place. Seth was at the bottom. The two elementary boys shown as W1 and G1, and Brad and Adam, were invited to take a break while the others were led off to be fitted with the cups that would soon be burning their balls and making them hard.

And then they found out they had another reward for finishing at the top each of them was given a red marker and told they could add one fine to any boy they chose and cross one of their own fines off. Brad wanted to get Jay, and he asked Adam if he would make Seth.

Then it was time for APA. Melissa proudly put Brian's collar back on him and then he, Brad, and Jay had to be re- registered as Offenders instead of Detention Area kids. When Brad was checked in the man gave a piece of paper to Melissa. "It says here he has to visit this area, its part of a school project. Get them to mark it when you send him in and drop it off here before you leave. Don't forget, you can be punished if you lose it or leave here with out completing this. You may want to go there first."

"Yeah, I know about that. I'll make sure he goes there

"Can we send him in to an area even if he isn't marked as an offender" Kate asked, referring to Seth.

"No, there are too many problems that way. If you want to send him in to an area he'll have to be signed in and marked. You realize that many areas result in being sent to more areas, don't you? There are only three of you but four of them. If they get separated you'll have to rent a controller."

"No, I only wanted to send him to one area. I can come back and sign him in later though, can't I? It will be okay if he has a collar on as long as he isn't marked, won't it?"

"You might want to keep him close. Some people won't care that he isn't marked and pick him up for jaywalking or making a mess. But as long as he isn't marked and you're right there to stop them it should be okay. And you can bring him back anytime up until four o'clock. We don't sign kids in after that because time tends to fly here, if you know what I mean."

The three unfortunate boys soon had a bright red O on their chest and back. They agreed that Kate would be Brian's controller, Melissa had Brad, and Todd could have Jay. Seth, scared to death of being separated in this place, promised he would stay right next to them no matter what.

"Master Melissa, Brian has to go back to area 11 first. Could you please let us stay together as much as possible?" Brad asked, hoping she would agree. He was pleasantly surprised when she looked at Kate and said "Why don't we just start all three of them there. Then we can go to where I have to send Brad and see what it is."

The school house rules were different now that they were in APA. The woman explained that wrong answers would earn them homework. And until the homework was graded and approved by a teacher they would remain naked. If they missed three questions before they graduated they would be sent to the labor pool. None of them knew what that meant, but it didn't sound good.

After flunking out last time Brian was very nervous. His first question helped him calm down however. "Which of the following are found in the nucleus of an atom protons, electrons, positrons, or photons?" Without even having to think about it he circled protons.

The next one through him though. It read "An object 30 meters off the ground had 9800 joules of potential energy. How much of that energy will have been converted to kinetic energy if it falls to a height of 15 meters?" It gave four possible answers: 2450, 3465, 4900, and 9800. He had no idea how to answer it and guessed at the only one that didn't end in zero.

The next one was simple: "If the sales tax is 6% and you buy something that costs 12 dollars, how much will the total charge be?" He did the math long hand and wrote down $12.72.

He raised his hand to call her over, but she was already with Brad.

"One of these is wrong. Over my desk" she said, and Brad did as she said. She gave him one very hard swat with the paddle and handed him another question. Then she came over to Brian.

"You have one wrong too" she said after glancing at his work. "Get over my desk." Brian's fear of failing and being left here forever was growing as he took the swat she gave him. With trembling hands he looked at the new question she gave him.

"Which of the following two U.S. Presidents have declared war on Germany: Reagan and Bush; Nixon and Johnson; Washington and Jefferson; or Roosevelt and Wilson?" Brian knew that Roosevelt had declared war on the Japanese after the attack at Pearle Harbor, and he knew that we went to war with Germany then too, so he circled Roosevelt and Wilson and raised his hand again.

This time she was with Jay. "You have two of these wrong, take the position over my desk" she said to him. Jay, as well as Brad and Brian, expect to get to smacks with the paddle, but instead he got four. He was fighting back tears as he sat back down with two new questions to work on.

Brad raised his hand too, but she had seen Brian first. "Much better this time. You will have 1 hour of homework in science to complete before you are allowed to dress. Who is your teacher?" Brian gave her his science teacher's name and she said she would contact him before Monday. "You may leave, or wait for your brother if you want."

He waited while she went to look at Brad's paper. "You also graduate, but you too will have an hour of homework in math before you can dress again." She took down his teacher's name and Brad got up. He looked at Jay and saw he was struggling with one of his questions. He looked at Brain and shrugged his shoulders. Brian got up and they both left together.

"I guess we're going to split up" Melissa said when Brian and Brad came out. "Todd, you'll have to wait here for Jay to finish."

"But I want to watch Brad" Todd said. "Can't we rent a controller for him?"

"Please don't do that master Todd" Brad said. "They are unfair and cruel and will take him to the worst places time and time again. He'll suffer a lot of pain and will have a lot of time added to his sentence."

"Is that really true" Todd asked.

"Yes, I'm afraid it is" Melissa said. "Look, Jay only had thirty minutes assigned, and nearly all of that is done already. Why don't we wait five minutes and see what happens. After all, Brad and Brian both still have an hour to go."

Just then they heard the woman say "You have failed. Get over my desk!" They all looked in a window where they could see Jay's upturned rump. This time he got nine smacks with the paddle and was crying out loud before the fifth one landed.

"So far you have two hours of homework in geography and one in English" she said. He had to explain to her that he was from a different school district and she promised she would make sure their school agreed.

"But now you need to go to jail. When you get released from there you must come back here first." She called Todd in and made sure he understood, and gave him directions on how to get to jail.

Melissa and Kate decided Brad and Brian might need some time in jail too so they all headed that way. Before they got there however Jim came running up to the group. "Who is Brad's controller?" he asked. Melissa said she was.

"This is from Pete. He wanted to be here but he's still doing his community service. I hate to do this, but I own him a favor so I'm doing this for him." Jim handed a card to Melissa.

"Go directly to jail" Melissa read. "Well, that's where we were going to go anyway. You're lucky Brad, Pete was out to get you but Jim's timing was bad."

Brad was looking at Jim with distrust, but didn't say anything. Jim saw the look and said "I'm sorry Brad, but I

had to. But don't worry; just watch for my offer and I'll
get you out. I'll keep trying until you're free."

Brad didn't know what Jim meant, but he figured he was about to find out.
The jail was a large room made out of Plexiglas with a network of sprinklers overhead. It was divided into two sections, one for girls and one for boys. Everyone inside had their arms fastened to their collars. The back wall on each section was moveable and was positioned so that everyone in the jail was pressed tight against the people around them. Everyone inside was moaning, but the boys couldn't tell why. The visitors were moving in a slow stream starting in the middle between the boys and the girls sections and then splitting both ways and following along the wall to the side. Most of the visitors were filling out three x five index cards.

Jay, Brian, and Brad entered from the back and a boy there pressed them tight into the crowd of boys ahead of them and closed the entry door behind them. Their dicks, although soft, were pressed tight into the butts of the boys ahead of them. Suddenly they discovered the reason for the moans.

The sprinkler system came on and began spraying ice cold water on the group. There was no way to escape from it. The floor had several holes cut into it but each hole had a lip around it so that the icy water gradually rose above their toes.

"Does anyone know how we get out of here?" the boy ahead of Brad asked. One of the boys near him yelled back an answer.

"When you get up to the front kids will hand you promise cards. You read it and if you agree to it you get out. If you don't accept one you gradually get recycled to the back, over there on the left."

Brad was the only one tall enough to see over the heads of the kids around him and he confirmed that some kids were slowing making their way along the side wall towards the back.

The boy who answered said "This is my second time here. You don't want to stay here any longer than necessary. In a few minutes the water will change to hot, real hot. After that they hit you with static shocks. Then the ice water again. Just take a card that doesn't look too bad and get out is my advice."

The boy had only just stopped talking when the pipes feeding the overhead spray nozzles began shaking and in seconds the water went from 30 degrees to 140 degrees, not hot enough to burn you but hot enough to hurt, especially after the cold water. The inside of the room began to fill with steam.

Brad could feel someone poking him from behind, but it was impossible to turn around. He felt someone being forced between him and Brian and yelled at Brian to stay close. Jay was already a step ahead of them but slowly moving to the right. From where Brad and Brian were there was no way to get back to him.

After a few minutes the water spray stopped and the air cooled. Suddenly something shot up from a hole near Brian's feet and passed behind his knees. There was a loud 'pop' and Brian yelled out in pain. Suddenly the whole room was alive with pops and yells and the boys were being pushed even tighter together as other boys tried to escape the small pods that were held a static charge.

Within minutes the pods stopped and the icy water came on again. "This is like being in hell" Brian said over the moans. "How long before we have a chance to get out?"

"It takes about three to fours cycles of water to reach the front, depending on how quick the boys that are there now get out. When you get up there it gets even worse because there are openings in the glass and kids will be rubbing the cream they use in area 9 on your balls to give you a boner. If you don't take a card you go back around again. I heard the kid who thought this place up was in here for an hour because nobody would give him a card."

Icy cold water gave way to burning hot before the pods appeared again. Then the cycle started over. They were slowly moving toward the front wall but the boy was right, it took four cycles. It proved to be impossible to stay next to Brian, who was now three boys off to Brad's left and one step closer to the wall. Brad couldn't see Jay anywhere.

As he got closer he could see Brian trying to push back as hands reached in through small openings and reached for his balls, but the mass of boys behind him prevented him from escaping. Other kids were holding cards up in front of the boys in the front, but Brad couldn't read any of them. Every now and then a boy inside nodded his head and the card was put in his hand from another opening higher up. Then Brad saw Jim in the visitor's path off to his left trying to force his way close to where Brad was going to come up against the wall.

Brad could read some of the cards being held up against the glass now. "Suck my dick 12 times" one read. "Thirty spanks with a hose gets you out" read another. Brad stopped reading them and tried to keep track of Jim while looking for Brian.

Then he saw Melissa and Kate off to the right and immediately spotted Jay, who was holding a card in his hand and trying to make his way to the exit door. Kate was trying to go backwards against the flow of visitors, and Brad could see she had her eye on Brian. He felt hands on his balls and the familiar burning sensation started right away.

The Jim was there and quickly held a card up to Brad's face. He only glanced at it before nodding his head. It said something about chores for an hour. Brad trusted Jim and took the card when it was put in his hand.

Kate couldn't make her way back and was being forced out the visitors exit. Brad was trying to find Brian, not wanting to leave him behind. Then Brad heard his voice as the water changed to hot again and saw that he didn't have a card. Brad was just a few boys away from the exit and was thinking about dropping the card he got from Jim instead of letting his brother go around again alone.

But just as Brad got to the exit and had to make up his mind, Todd appeared in front of Brian and Brian grabbed for the card he held. Brad exited from hell and waited while the girls and Todd and Seth got to him.

Jay was white as a ghost and shaking, repeatedly saying thank you to Melissa.

"What did you promise her to get out of there?" Brad asked.

"That I will remain completely naked next time you visit us or we visit you. Compared to the cards I saw, that's a promise I'll accept."

There were tears in his eyes and Brad realized he was terrified. Brad wondered what was on some of the cards he hadn't read. He read the card Jim had given him as Jim came up. "Two hours of chores at your house?" he asked. "Are these the kind of chores I think they are?"

Jim actually blushed, but said "No! My dad said I he'll build a bedroom in the basement so Pete and I can have our own rooms, but it needs to be cleaned up first. You'll be helping me and Pete get it done." He saw the doubtful look on Brad's face. "Seriously, that's what it will be. And it's my card, not Pete's, so just because he'll be there don't think it will be nasty. We might make you work hard, but that's all you promised me and that's all I'm going to hold you to."

By then Brian had made it out and Todd was joining him. Jay and Brad were at the exit point where an angel was recording names, dates, and promises. "What did you promise Todd you'll do?" Jay and Brad asked at the same time.

"He's mine for two hours tonight, and I'm going to do to him what I've been doing to you and Seth" Todd answered.

"Well Todd, Jay needs to go back to the school house and Melissa and I are going to take Brad and Brian to the area Brad has to go to. So stay with him and we'll come and find you, okay?"

"No, I want to stay with Brad" Todd said as only a ten your old can say.

The girls conferred briefly and decided that Kate would take Jay, Melissa would take Brian, and Todd could be a controller for Brad. Seth was given a choice of staying with Todd or going with Kate, and since he was now even more fearful of being grabbed and sent somewhere like jail he decided to stay with Jay and Kate.

"You understand that the area we're going to doesn't count for your APA time, don't you Brad?" Melissa asked, making sure he knew the rules.

"Yeah, it's one of the rules that suck the most, but I understand it" he said. And then he remembered to add "Master" but not quickly enough.

"You seem to have trouble remembering that. I think an extra half hour here will help" Melissa said.

Area 18 was easy to find. Like jail, it was one of the more popular areas to send kids, which would mean in the twisted logic of APA that it was an area that would cost a lot to get out of. Brad and Brian had to wait a few minutes before there was a place for them, and when they got inside they saw several chairs around a big wheel with numbers on it. Brad noticed first that the chairs all had a short peg sticking up from them.

"Looks like you get to find out how it feels to have one of those up your backside" he said to Brian. 'But at least their only half the size of what I had to sit on as an L2O."

As they were led to their seats Brian asked "Do they really hurt?"

"These are small; it will hurt for a second I think, but not bad after that. But what difference does it make, we're here, we have to set on them." He positioned himself over his and slid down on it without help. The kid who was working as an attended looked surprised. "I used to be a L2O and had to sit on bigger ones for a week" Brad told him.

"Shit, it sucks to be you. Lots of the kids here cry when I push them down the first time." He turned to help Brian, who needed a push to get it started but then let it slid inside him.

When the last seats were filled, the attendant picked up the microphone and went through his monolog. The wheel started to spin and all the kids on the pegs discovered the pegs drove up and down as the wheel spun.

There were thirty four numbers in all, most of them were red, some were green, and one, number 13, was black. He could tell from rate at which the peg in his ass was driving in and out that the wheel was already slowing down.

It came to a stop with the number 20 in front of Brad. Brian had number 9 in front of him. The kid went around each chair and called out what the numbers indicated and Brad quickly figured out that green numbers might mean something bad, but they indicated you were done in this area. Red numbers meant you had another spin coming up. Brad and Brian both had red numbers.

"Number 9" the attendant said standing behind Brian. "Add 30 minutes to your APA time and wait here for the next spin of the wheel"

He moved over behind Brad and spoke into the microphone. "Number 20! You are off to area 7; then you return here." He helped Brad up off the seat. Brad didn't want to be separated from Brian, but he had no choice. Todd picked him up and they got directions to area 7.

As they left, the wheel spun again. Brad turned to see and could see that Brian had a green number, which made him feel better.

Brian's number sent him to area two, but the attendant said he was done here and didn't need to come back. He and Melissa headed to where area 2 used to be. "I hope it isn't the same as before" Brian said as they walked that direction.

"Since you forgot to call me master, if it is I want you to sing "Potty time with Bear" again just like Brad made you do last time you were here."

Brian's heart fell; it was a song to help their little cousin learn to use the potty. It was the most humiliating thing Brad had ever done to him, even worse than when Brad pulled down his shorts and underwear in the gym so very long ago.

Area 2 had changed slightly, but as Brian understood so well everything in the APA changes, sometimes even if you visited the same area twice in the same day. This was still the karaoke area but now you didn't compete against another offender. You just came up on stage when called and sang your song, and if the audience thought it was humiliating enough you were released. If not, you were held back to sing another song. You could be held back for up to four songs.

Brian still remembered the words and the dance steps and ended up squatting over a pretend toilet and the audience roared its approval. Brian was allowed to exit immediately.

"Watching you do that in public again is worth everything else I could do to you" Melissa said. "Let's go back to the check-in area and get you signed out of the APA, your time is done. Then we need to go find your brother and torment him for the rest of his time."