From Humiliation Comes Hope Part 4
By Mickie

mickieless@hotmail.com

Copyright 2009 by Mickie, all rights reserved

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit 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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Part 4

As I run out to car and hop in next to my mom. My mom has a broad smile on her face. I couldn't help but feel a certain swagger. I had kissed a girl in front of my mom. I asked about Kate and learn that she was at a sleepover at someone else's house. The weekend was looking better already. My mom then informed me that she had to work during the day on both Saturday and Sunday.

Well at least I had a break for one night and if my mom was working during the day she would be home at night. So I mean, how much could Kate do to me during the day, especially knowing mom would be home. The worst on it would be doing Kate's chores as well as my own. I was glad for the evening alone and was already planning a little "me time" in my head. I could loose the nail polish, lip gloss and makeup off my little mickie before my sister was any the wiser.

My mom and I had dinner and watched a movie. It was great. I actually went to the bathroom by myself. My mom couldn't help but warn me to be clean as Kate would check tomorrow. I thought to myself like I don't know how to wipe myself. I was extra careful in wiping my bottom though just to be sure. Eventually Mom and I went to bed.

Back in my room is when I found the envelope from my sister. In it she wished me a good evening with mom and reminded me to keep myself clean. She told me I was not touch myself except to go to the bathroom for the evening. She even told me what clothes for me to wear to bed, one of her silly little girl night shirts, and for tomorrow I was only to wear my pink panties. I was indignant. Who was she to boss me around? Also how would she know what I wore tonight? I mean I would put on my pink panties for tomorrow but who cares about what she said tonight. And how would she ever find out if I played with myself tonight.

The last line of her note however gave me a second pause. She said it would be smart to check my e-mail before I even thought of not obeying her.

The family computer was down stairs. Mom would not be keen to have me on it this late. She kept a tight leash on my computer use. I had only tried to look at photos of some girls in a swim suite issue and I thought my mom was never going to let me use the computer again. Still when I was sure she was asleep I snuck down and powered our computer up.

I had lots of stupid e-mails from my comic book clubs and from my school but I also had one e-mail from Kate it was a forward from Stacey. It had included a video but the video was like blank or something because I couldn't get it to work. I don't think she forwarded it to me but she must have gotten it from Stacey.

Kate message was short and to the point.
"I will be home tomorrow morning and you will be in your pink panties only. I should find you in the middle of cleaning the whole house. Start with rooms with carpeting. I don't want water from the kitchen or bath to have marred what should be your lightly dusted 'little mickie'.

I can see from the video from Stacey that you had a grand time with Dough, well at least Dough did. You wouldn't want to this video to get around now would you little brother? Be a good boy tonight and I will keep your secret. I may even not need to punish you very much tomorrow but some how I doubt you can be that good.

Your Big Sister,
Kate."

Stacey message to Kate followed and detailed my school day, including my new nickname, mickieless. She said the attached video would explain my 'studying with Dough.'

Stacey ended my giving Kate details of my pink powdering and my toes nails and my lip gloss...the stick of gloss was apparently in my backpack for my sister to have me use over the weekend. Stacey made the lip gloss and toe nails seem like my idea. Stacey called me her boifriend in the e-mail. Which I thought was an odd typo but also I found it very exciting, I wasn't sure about what Dough thought of all this but he seemed fine with me especially now, so what did I have to worry about.? What I had to worry about was what was in that video that my sister didn't forward to me and who had she shown it to? Or who would she show it to? If my sister didn't already have enough on me, now I had this to worry about.

I was also worried about what Kate would do to me tomorrow. I closed up the computer and made it back up stairs without my mom finding out. I stood in the bathroom and checked myself out. The dusting of pink seemed very light but was still there. It was a little smeared from just moving around and from going to the bathroom. I would need to be very careful. I had gotten hard looking myself over and thinking of Stacey this was really her handy work. I so wanted to get off. I tried to touch myself but every touch seemed to leave a finger print. I was screwed. Kate would know. I felt pretty tired and so I went back to my room. I slept in a t shirt and sweatpants. How would Kate ever know?

Mom woke me before she left for work. She had made me breakfast and was off to work. She reminded me of my duty to help my sister and to realize that she was in charge. She warned me that if I needed spanking I should let Kate because if I didn't she would give me worse and then Kate would give me double. I promised mom I would be good and not need any correcting. I was determined not to give my sister any reason to correct me. It might be embarrassing but I switched into my pink panties and started cleaning.

I was vacuuming the up stairs hall way when I heard the front door open. I could hear my sister Kate, only she wasn't alone. There were other voices. It was more than one more of them and it sounded like other girls her friends. I recognized one voice as Trisha her BFF as they say. I didn't know the other voice. I felt frozen in the hallway upstairs. I wanted Kate to see me working but I also didn't want to be seen by these other girls. I was hoping they would leave. No such luck.

 "I am up here Kate. But umm, I am not dressed. I mean except like you told me to be. I'll go put some clothes on and be right down." I call back.

"No!" Kate demands, "You had better be dressed as I told you or you will be starting your weekend off with a red bottom. It is just Trish and her sister Megan. They won't mind and besides they are going to help me take photos of you for school today."

"Mom never said you could have anyone over and I don't think she would want me to be seen like this by them." I tried one last argument.

I heard foot steps coming up and ran to my room. I had my shorts up around knees when the door swung open and Kate pushed me to the ground before I could finish.

Trisha was laughing and told me she really liked my panties. Just them Megan was at the door, holding my mother's belt.

Megan with a big smile and look of surprise said she couldn't believe it I really was wearing girl's underwear. I don't know if I was more embarrassed that she was there or afraid at the belt in her hand.

Trisha had long strait black hair and was about my height. Megan was only 9 and she was a head shorter than me and wore her strait black hair in a single braid that went down her back.

Trisha who had both of my hands helped pull me up. At Kate's command and with a push from Trisha I bent over the end of my bed.

Kate then lowered my panties and gave me a serious lecture.

"When I call you come. I don't care if you are naked or dressed in a suit you stop what you are doing and come. Do you understand me?"

Whap! The first hit echoed in the air. I gave a small grunt.

"Answer me when I speak to you."

Whap! I was stung out of my shock and yelled, "yes."

"I am not happy with your tone and why don't you try 'Yes Ma'am." Whap!

"Yes Ma'am." I repeat with a bit of desperation in my voice.

"You will address me as 'Ms. Kate' when I am watching you."

Whap! Another stinging hit. The hits were starting to smart but she hadn't really hurt me yet, at least not like last time. You would think that would be a good thing but actually it just seemed to add to my feeling of humiliation. I had some time to think and realize how stupid I must look laying over my bed with pink panties around my knees and while my younger sister gave me a spanking. I was at least happy my penis wasn't on display yet. I had little hope that it would remain private today. I was dreading the eventual unveiling.

Whap! Whap! two in quick fire. I couldn't help but give out an "Ouch." followed I added a contrite, "Yes ma'am, I am sorry Ms .Kate."

Whap! Whap! two hits and yelp from me.

"That is more like it little brother."

"But I thought he was older than you?" Megan asked Kate.

"Not any more. Besides boys mature more slowly. And cases like little mickie here, they are little sissy boys who always need looking after and correction." Kate replied.

Her words stung as much as my pink little bottom. I wanted to yell and say I was not a sissy but I was afraid of more spanking. I was also sure they would just laugh at me my protest. I sure did look like a sissy right now.

As Kate pulled up my panties, she announced to everyone that we were going to start over. I was to go back into the hall way and when I was called I could come and be a perfect little boy, if I knew what was good for me.

As they left me lying there I heard Megan said she was disappointed not see my wee wee and Trisha said she was sorry my spanking was over before I really cried. Kate told them both the day was young.

I pulled myself up and wiped away my tears. I didn't want to cry and I didn't want them to see me cry but my own eyes betrayed me and I kept tearing. I went in to the hall and with a couple of deep breaths held back any more tears.

The door slammed closed. "little Mickie come here I am home."

I felt so foolish inside and also trapped what could I do but play the part Kate wanted.

I came down the stairs and said, "Hi Ms. Kate."

"Look at me when you are speaking." Kate corrected.

I looked her in the eye. She had a proud strong smile. "Good boy, now I want you to say Hi to Ms. Trisha and Ms. Megan."

I looked each of them in the eye and said "Hi Ms. Trisha, Hi Ms. Megan."

Trisha smile at me like she was the cat who had caught the canary. Her smile intimated me as did the tone of her, "Hi mickie dear."

Megan gave a sweet, "Hi mickie. Nice to meet you!" Megan laughed and followed up with a general comment. "This is so much fun!"

As directed I took each there jackets and placed them in the closet. Next Kate said they should feel free to leave there shoes here and be relaxed around our house. She made reference to me being pretty relaxed in my dress which caused them all to laugh and me to blush. Then Kate directed me to take off each of there shoes and place them behind the front door. I started with young Megan. She had on little flats that buckled in front. I undid the buckle and slip them off her little feet.

"My socks too." Megan directed me with a giggle. I rolled my eyes but slipped her off her socks. I move on to help Trisha out of her glittery sneakers. Megan comment on my toe nail polish and said she wished she had painted toe nails like me. Kate and Trisha laughed as I just blushed and wished I were dead. Trisha's feet were a little sweatier from her sneakers and they smelled a little as I pulled off her socks revealing her painted toes. I know the slight dampness and smell was kind of gross but honestly Trisha was kind of cute and despite myself I felt myself getting hard from handling her feet. As I moved on to Stacey's feet which she shook in front of me to hurry me along, she told Megan that I needed practice learning to do nails and that I could practice on her today but only after I finished my chores. Great I thought just how I wanted to spend my Saturday. Kate's feet smelled the worst and were even damper than Trisha as I pulled off her pink sneakers and socks. Her toes matched Trisha's pink.

Thankfully they moved on past me and went to the kitchen without making me stand up which would have made my erection noticeable. Kate directed me to finish the hall up stairs and then to report back to her. They left me to go to the kitchen.

I scurried up stairs with my erection. I was glad not to be caught with a hard on. I was worried it would not go down but I was soft by the time I carried the vacuum down stairs and put it away.

I had to mentally prepare myself to go into the kitchen. I hated being dressed like this in front of them.

"There you are." She said as I came in the room. She was sitting and eating with the other two. She seemed annoyed that I had taken so long but then she told me wait over there until they were done. She pointed to a step stool she must have pulled out. I went and stood by it. She gave me a frown and told me to sit. The girls giggled and then went back to talking about class and school and I don't know what. I sat on the little stole by the stove and waited. Kate directed to come take their plates and wash them. Kate asked them if they wanted anything else they both wanted more to drink. I was dispatched to do that as well. Kate was a very gracious host to her friends and directed me to fill their glass to when they said to stop. She also swatted my bottom when I went to reach over to fill the second glass. I was made to go around and stand between them so as not to disrupt them as a good waiter does. Trisha almost cause me to spill the milk as she rubbed my bottom and with a mock voice of concern said she hoped Kate hadn't hurt me too much, which caused me to blush and the three of them to laugh. They finished there drinks and I finished the dishes including their drink cups.

Kate then announced inspection time. We marched into living room. I displayed my cleaning while Kate and her companions judged my work. I noticed Megan held a small note pad and pen. Kate seemed relatively satisfied. She should be I cleaned it better than she ever did. She did note to Megan about one pillow which had fallen over. Megan wrote on the pad. The inspection continued until we reach my room. Kate opens my laundry basket and pulls out my sweats and asked me, "What are these doing in here?"

I was about to tell her I slept in them when I remember she had told me to sleep in one of her girlie nightshirts with Hannah Montana on it. I knew I was caught her night shirts were all still neatly hanging in her closet. Her mood turned dark.

She had Megan add this crime to my list. It was clear the other infections were small but not this one. She then asked me if I had disobeyed her in any other ways last night.

I immediately pleaded my case that I had not I had followed her instructions. She sat on my bed and called me over to stand in front of her.

The air was thick and silent. I was dreading that she would pull down my pink panties. Trisha's eyes were locked in on my privates. Megan was less serious and seemed happy and all smiles as she took in all of me and the whole seen.

Kate then exposed me. It was suppose to be dramatic I think but really it was anti-climatic after she did it. Kate seemed lost in her thoughts and she gingerly moved me around and inspected my powered penis.

Trisha seemed unimpressed and said, "That's it? Not much there really is there."

"Does it turn into a butterfly?" Trisha joked back. Kate laughed. I felt mortified.

Megan seemed excited. "Oh I could make it little wings and draw eyes on it. That would be fun!" Trisha and Stacey laughed. I just stood there, wishing this could end.

I was surprised when Kate told Megan maybe later. What! She was thinking of letting Megan do that to me for real?

But Kate snapped me back to moment with a pronouncement that she couldn't be sure I haven't touched myself as the powder was disturbed but she did know if it was enough or not. I forgot myself and made strong pleas that I had not touched myself except to go to the bathroom. I was in enough trouble without adding to my crimes something I had painfully avoided doing.

My sister seemed to hear my pleas but then added, "I guess the only way to be sure is to see what it looks like after you do touch yourself."

I couldn't let this happen; I forgot my need to be respectful. "You can't possibly want me to touch myself here and now with you all watching. I mean if I can't do it alone why can I do it now?" I attempted to assert myself.

"Watch you tone with me little brother. You will do as I tell you. But on second thought you are right. You can't ever please yourself from now on. First you need my permission to have it happen. Second you need some generous soul to help you by doing it for you. I hear by forbid you to please yourself again until you have shown yourself much more mature and respectful than you are now."

I was speechless. On the one hand it was like telling me I could never jerk off again. It was an impossible idea for me to even imagine. It was like telling me to never blow my nose again. You just couldn't avoid it some time. Besides that it felt so great, my heart sack at the thought. But on the other hand, I didn't want to jerk off right now in front of my sister and her friends.

Finally I chose to deal with the cards in front of me, "So I guess I won't be doing touching myself right now." I reach down to pull up by panties.

My sister steps on them. "If I can't see the difference, I am just going to assume you have lied to me. I have already caught you not obeying me in one thing. This is a pretty one big lie though and I think you are about to be in a lot of pain."

"What you can't this is not fair!"

"Megan can you please go get the other belt this time, the one with the studs in it." Kate asked.

"That's more like it, seeing the sissy boy cry." Trisha added with glee.

"Ms. Kate please don't do this, I really have been good. Please give me a chance here, Please." I beg my sister. I was now more afraid on pain than embarrassment.

"Well I will give you permission to relieve yourself but I don't know who you will get to help you." Kate smiles back at me.

Realizing the choice before me is being beat in the ass with a studded belt or jerk-off for these young ladies I quickly agree.

"I will do myself for you right now. You will see I haven't touched myself. You'll see." I say as I look around to see if I can find a tissue.

Kate shakes her head, "No you were right before, if you can't touch yourself last night I am not going to have you do it now. From now on the only way you can is to ask someone to help you. And don't look at me I have to do enough for you."

I was slow to catch on. "You want me to ask someone else to do me?"

"No I don't want you to do anything. But if you want to prove yourself then you are going to need to find someone kind enough to help you out." Kate corrected me.

I looked at Trisha. She was cutie in another situation it would have been something of a dream to have her jerk me off.

"Don't even think about it, this whole thing is kind of gross. And besides that I am more excited to see you cry then I am to see you excited." She answered before I even found the nerve to ask.

Just then Megan bounded back into the room and handed my sister the black leather belt with shining pointed silver studs. I flinched just to look at the thing.

There was a new thickness in the air. Megan looked around and noticed Kate and Trisha looking at me and me looking at the belt and at Megan.

Fear got the better of me and so I asked, "Um Ms. Megan do um you think you might want to play with my um, my penis for me?"

"That would be so cool! Really?" She looked from me to Kate to make sure this was all OK.

Kate told her that I had her permission but that I wasn't allowed to play with myself, that I need someone to help me.

"Megan isn't it kind of gross. Are your sure, you don't have to." Trisha tried to dissuade her.

Megan surprised me and I think both of the others when she asked, "You mean play with him until he shoots don't you?"

"Yeah that is what he is asking you to do but you don't have to if you don't want to." Kate answered.

"No that is cool. I don't think it is gross. It sounds interesting, sort of fun to see," she said to Kate and then turns to me, "But if I do this for you, you have to do something for me."

"Um yeah sure. What?" I respond.

"I want to make it into a butterfly later." She smiles. Kate and Trisha laugh.

"OK sure." I respond. How do I get myself into this I am thinking.

Megan then takes Kate's place. I don't notice at first but Kate steps out of the room.

Megan giggles as she reaches out and pulls my head with her little hands.

"Ouch."

"Oh sorry," she half laughs.

Still as much as it hurt I was starting to get hard. Her hand held me up and I grew in her hand to full mask.

"You mean a mickie in the box." Trisha laughs.

"That is good idea, remind of that later ok guys," Stacey says as she starts to film my humiliation.

"It looks cute with pink power on it. I think it smells like strawberry." Megan says as she licks the side of my head. It felt amazing but at the same time it was so embarrassing.

Trisha tells her she was gross. Megan pronounces, "This is strawberry shortcake makeup power. It's like candy I have it at home."

I am getting close and so Kate steps in and puts a cup over my head to catch my cum. Megan laughs and says this is so cool as she milks me into the cup Stacey is holding.

Trisha never stopped watching but she was acting like it was all gross and adds, "I still think it would be more fun to make him cry."

I tell them I am feeling light head. Stacey helps me lie down. Megan never lets go of my member which is rapidly getting soft.

Megan plays with my balls as I lay there trying to recover.

Stacey takes command and calls the girls to go down stair with her. She tells me she will start the laundry and tells me to do the bathroom and come down and clean the kitchen. She also informs me to not bother getting dressed as I would just get my clothes wet.

Megan waves bye with my penis and giggles as she leaves to catch up with her sister.

I lay there and few more minutes and then go clean the bathroom in the nude. I can't believe I am actually missing wearing panties. I feel so much more naked without them.

Megan interrupts me to use the bathroom. She freely grabs me by the penis and offers to have me stay in the bathroom while she goes. I blushed but go out into the hall.

When I go down stairs, I pass the living room. The ladies are on the floor in the living room making friendship bracelets. I try to rush by but Kate calls me in.

I still blush to be naked in front of them. Kate smiles that I remember to say, "Yes ma'am."

She makes a point of showing me the new bracelets they are making. Kate's is yellow. Megan's is a pretty pink one and Trisha's is purple. I make a point of complimenting each of them.

Kate seems very happy with me which was my goal and a huge relief to me, I am hoping to stay on her good side and make it through this day. I really could care less about some stupid bracelets.

Kate surprises me by telling me she left lunch for me in the kitchen. I hadn't eaten and was touched. I was also pretty hungry.

In the kitchen I found my lunch and wasn't so hungry any more. There on the plate lay a hotdog and two piles of curly fries on each side to suggest the whole meal was shaped like a penis and balls. I could have laughed that off it wasn't for the white cream covering the hotdog and fries. It was obviously my cum, if you haven't guessed. Yuck.

At first I ignored the meal and got to work cleaning. However I began to think I should get rid of this meal before Kate got mad at me for not eating her handy work. I would get it into the trash and change the trash before anyone would know.

Just as I was picking up the dish in came Trisha. She told me she was surprised I was not done eating and that I needed to hurry up so I could come play in the living room. Trisha took the plate from my hand and acted as if she cared, she noted that the plate was cold and so she told me to have a seat and she would nuke it for me.

I went and sat at the table. It was weird to sit on the hard cold wood kitchen chair. At least I wasn't on display sitting at the table. Trisha's cute little body was on display and held my attention as I waited in dread for my lunch. I didn't know it but I was starting to get hard just watching her. Beep beep pulled my attention from the slight curve of her budding hips and breasts.

Trisha walked my meal over to me with a knife and fork.

"You don't want to give me a hard time about eating this, do you mickieless?"

I thought about shouting that my name was not mickieless. But all I said was, "Actually, um Ms. Trisha I am not feeling very hungry right now."

Trisha looked sternly at me and sat the plate down and demanded I turn my chair and face her. She slid a hair up in front of mine and sat down facing me. She batted my leg apart and when my knee separated, she scooted forward as close as she could. My privates clearly on display in front of her I was at half mask at this point.

She smiled at my shame. I thought about covering myself when Trisha held up the sharp knife in front of me. It got my attention.

Her smile turned menacing, "So mickieless, do you really want to be mickieless completely or are you going to be a good little sissy boy for me and let me feed you lunch?"

"I um I can eat. No problem I can it." I stuttered back.

Thinking about it now I don't know that she would really have cut me but at the time and with so many other things all turned up side down the fear was real. I never thought I would be naked for one of Kate's friends who was two year younger than me and now here I was naked in the kitchen with my legs spread about to be fed.

Trisha cut the hotdog in half first. She held up half a hotdog up having stabbed it from the cut end with a fork and pointed it at me and said, "First take a lick."

I was red with fear and anger that she was doing this to me, I was dreading the taste. But I leaned forward and took a lick of my own cum, nuked warm off the end of a sweaty hotdog. I hated what I was doing and I felt very humiliated. It tasted of hotdog mostly but the other flavor, the cum I guess, was different than I expected having just had Dough's yesterday. It was much sweeter. I hated Trisha at that moment. I hated hotdogs; I hated the sweat taste of my own cum. I felt betrayed that it didn't taste worse. I want to bolt from the room but I was too afraid, too afraid of Trisha and her knife, too afraid of my sister and her belt. I sat there with the taste of hotdog and my own sweet cum in my mouth

"Good boy, I can see that you like it." Trisha said as she rubbed the hotdog up the inside of my leg and along the shaft of my penis making me harder.

"Now suck it." She commanded.

I thought of refusing her but was still afraid.

I lean forward and sucked, she slide it back and forth as I sucked.

This made her so happy she laughed and patted my leg, "You are so good at that sweetie."

I blushed in shame. She must have seen the video of me with Dough to be doing this to me. I did want to cry but I couldn't help the silent tears of shame from rolling down my checks.

Trisha started massaging the head of my penis with the tip of the hotdog. Despite myself I grew rock hard and even started to feel aroused. Little Megan pounded in at this point. She was all smiles and skipped over to us.

"Great you're hard, I can measure you!" She gushed at her good luck.

This just accented my embracement. Megan asked Trisha to get a tape measure that my sister had told her was in the top of the laundry room closet.

Trisha handed Megan a Clorox cleanup whip and told her to clean me up before touching me. Trisha started to put the fork down and then though better of it and shoved the whole half a hotdog in my mouth to eat.

While Trisha was gone, Megan put her lips closed to my ear and whisper as she wiped my dick down with the bleach filled wet one, "Did you like the taste of your own cum, baby doll? I put a little sugar it in for you when my sister and Kate weren't looking."

With a mouth full of hotdog, I still left obliged to mumble a thank you. She smiled and gave me kiss on wet teary cheek.

Trisha returned with a cloth tape measure which Megan used to measure my length and width. Do I need to say how small I am? I guess I have been embarrassingly honest so far why lie now? I am about 4 inches in all my glory.

"I will have to make smaller wings than I thought." Megan added to my shame and skipped into the living room.

Trisha just laughed and handed me the knife and fork to finish feeding myself. She told me to eat and wash the dish but to hurry up and be in the living room or she would really give me a reason to cry.

I ate my lunch, cleaned up and with a heavy sigh I went into the living room. Kate and Trisha barely looked up from their game but Megan was exited to have me join her on the floor.

She made me lay down on a mat on the floor and roughly grabbed my softening penis, "Wakeup little caterpillar, time to be come a butterfly." She taunted my member.

I felt ridiculous and not very aroused. Megan was not happy.

"I could feed you another hotdog, mickieless, if you can't seem able to get it up..." Trisha warned me.

I didn't want to get Trisha involved at all. So I closed my eyes took a deep breath and thought about Stacey. I imagined Stacey was touching me.

I barely heard Megan but her voice was happy. I remember being touched and rubbed against. When Megan called us all to have a look, I didn't even recognize my own little mickie. He was colored in pink and green marker with construction paper wings and little eyes and big lashes. There was also a big red lipped smile on the other side which I couldn't see but which Kate told me looked cute. Kate took several photos with the camera and then spent a few moments taking pictures of my test circles for school. Megan helped by holding my stiff member down between my legs and held the card over my private area.

I wished I would just go soft but my little butterfly was too stimulated and I stayed hard.

When Kate was done, Megan began to draw flowers on my legs to surround her butterfly. Trisha and Kate then got into the act. And they each started decorating my body in flowers and leaves or just pretty designs. I just want to go to my room and be left alone but instead here I was a human piece of scrap paper.

It took time to color the front of my body, save the test circles. It seemed important to them to keep up the butterfly and so when ever it started to waver whoever saw it first would tease me to full mask.

As time went on my annoyance and embracement gave way to serious frustration. To have hands and markers rubbing all over my body and fingers gently teasing my 'butterfly'. It was keeping me on the edge with no relief in sight. I actually started to break out in a sweat which annoyed my sister because she didn't want the flowers on my forehead to run.

In the end I was a cornucopia of flowers with my butterfly waving four inches high. This prompted more photos of me and then me with each girl near her art work. My being naked seem to bother no one but me.

Finally I was made to clean up the art supplies while the ladies went to run my bath.

My bath involved me contorted in odd positions to avoid my test circles getting wet. It also involved three sets of hands all over my body. Again I was kept so close to the edge. Kate stopped Megan more than once before she could cause me to cum. I was hard and leaking by the end of my bath. Trisha seemed most interested in sticking a finger and then two up my but. Kate was happy about that because she was still fixated on my back side being clean.

I don't know if I have ever felt so scrubbed clean. My skin was both sort of raw from the rubbing and smooth from the moisturizing, flower-smelling bunch of soaps and shampoos used on me. Before my bath I might have been decorated with flowers but after my bath I more smelt like flowers.

Kate escorted me back to my room. Trisha and Megan didn't follow at first. I didn't know why. Kate lied me down on the floor and dried me down. I offered to take care of myself it my self but was rebuffed.

Kate rubbed my down with lotion, lavender again. I have to admit it felt good to be clean and smooth, even if I was growing to dread the smell of lavender.

I was given a pair of white panties. I was then marched down to Kate's room where Trisha and Megan were. Megan must have taken a bath after me because she was in a towel too. I was made to turn around and face the wall while Megan got dressed. I was surprised when I turned around and she was just dressed in a white tank undershirt and panties only. She was blushing a little but my eyes were bugging out to see a girl in so little clothing, even a young girl. It made me blush. Well at least I had company this time.

Next came a new kind of torture. Megan and I were given makeovers. And I mean makeovers, plural. Different makeup and blush was tried and removed. Megan was excited to try and learn to put it on me and I was force to learn to put it on her. I was never became very good at any of the face makeup although I was made to try again and again. They made me feel stupid for not being able to get it. If it wasn't embarrassing enough to have to play with these girls and there makeup, it was made worse to not be good at it. I was however very good at nail polish. It was easier than some of the painting I had done on model cars. In the end, I even showed them I could paint little designs on top of a dry coat. I thought lighten bolts was cool but they wanted flowers. And so by the end of the day I had painted all three girls toe nails and finger nails with polish and flowers on top. I actually took some weird pride in that perhaps to cope with the embarrassing things they were doing to me and saying to me.

In the end I was done up in glittery makeup and had nails to match Megan. My toes had flowers I had done but I could not do my fingers and the girls couldn't manage it so well, ah strike one for the boy! I felt silly when I was done but the girls were so happy and gushing over themselves their mood was infectious. They teased me that I made a cute girl and that I was good at nails but not so good at face makeup or hair. It was the nicest Kate and Trisha had been to me all day. I was having fun and smiling.

Then I heard mom come in the front door. It had all been good fun with just us but now my embracement returned. I didn't want my mom to see me like this. And then to make it worse Mom was call us all down stairs. Trisha and Megan's mom had come with her. The young ladies with me were all so excited and called down that we would be down in one minute with a big surprise. Megan was put in a dress of my sister's which was too big but she looked cute with it and the costume Jewelry. Trisha and Megan had dresses of my moms which included heals and whole works of jewelry.

Finally they all turned to look at me and held up a short white summer tennis dress of my sisters. I wrinkled my nose at it. Kate gave me her stare and said you can go down in just your white panties or you can wear this. I took the dress. It came to about half way between waist and my knees. Way to close to my privates for me. I think if my sister wore it mom would have made her wear special shorts under it or something. No such luck for me.

I don't think my blushing showed because of all the glittery makeup. Stacey had done a better job on my makeup yesterday. Today I looked like an overly made up little girl.

The moms laughed and gushed over all of us. The girls were all so pleased with themselves and with me. I was praised for my nail work and for my overall makeover. The mom's were impressed with the makeover of me and both reported that they done this to their younger brothers to some degree. Mostly they reported putting little braids in their bother's hair at some point in the past. This gave the girl's an idea for my hair which was relatively up touched. Trisha's and Megan's mom did one in my hair and I was dragged back up stairs for the girls to finish me up. The mom's said dinner would be ready in 45 minutes.

The girls had my hair done in about twenty minutes. And the girl's then became more serious for first time in a while. They surrounded me.

My sister stepped forward first. And pinned my dress up in the front and then pull down my panties, I went to speak and she put a finger to lips. The mood of them all made me quiet and compliant. Somehow having my dress pinned up and panties pulled down exposed me more and make me feel more naked than if I was completely without clothes. At least I felt that way at the moment. Trisha step forward and handed my sister her yellow friendship bracelet.

Kate pronounces, "This bracelet symbolizes that I am your master, I promise to rule over you."

Trisha then hands Kate a matching yellow friendship ring. Kate takes the ring and to my great surprise, she ties the ring around my penis. "Take this ring as a symbol that you are my slave, you will follow and obey."

Trisha then steps in front of me and puts on her purple bracelet and continues, "This bracelet is a symbol that I am your punisher, I promise to correct you and punish when needed." That made me shiver to hear but still I didn't speak.

Then Kate hands her Trisha a matching purple ring. She ties it to my penis and looks me in the eye, "Take ring as a symbol that you are my pet, I will train you and guide you."

On cue Little Megan stands in front of me holding up her pink bracelet she smiles and says, "This bracelet means I am your owner, I promise to play with you and make sure you follow the rules of whatever game I say."

Tying a pink ring around my penis, "Take this ring as you are my toy, I will play with you and teach you the rules."

I was so stunned by the moment I didn't know what to say or do. Megan pulled my head down and kissed my check. She told me to kiss her hand to show that I agree.

And so I did I kiss each girls hand and they kissed my check. They pulled up my panties and let down the front of my dress.

Then we all walked to dinner holding hands and them smiling, I don't know what I looked like I was shocked.

We had a great time at dinner. I felt silly in my makeup and dress but everyone seemed happy and I felt happy too. Deep down I was embarrassed that I didn't feel more ashamed of my day and how I was dressed but at the moment I didn't. Perhaps I should have been more upset at the words the girl's had said to me or the placing of the friendship ring on my penis, they were a little uncomfortable. The moment itself though was special and it wasn't mean or degrading in spirit, it was oddly solemn or sacred. Those are my words now looking back. At the time, it just made me feel special and since I so often felt ignored I enjoyed it too much to be bother by the words or what they might mean in the future. I was enjoying moment.

Trisha and Megan's mom informed them that they needed to go change and they would leave soon. They weren't too happy but ran off to change. Kate went to help them. My mom asked me to stay and clean up. While I cleaned up my mom told, Mrs. Swan, that's Trisha's and Megan's mom, all about the study I was helping with at the high school. She even went into detail about my needed to wear panties and Kate's authority over me. Mrs. Swan seemed surprised that I had been so able to accept my place. She thought it great experience for Kate and was glad her daughters could share it. They both praised me out loud for being so mature in accepting that girls really should be in charge and that little boy's like me didn't need to be so modest.

"mickie, be a dear, and show Mrs. Swan your test circles," my mother off handily commanded.

I didn't want to but I was afraid to say no, especially after just being praised, so reluctantly I took off my dress and walked over and stood in front of Mrs. Swan in just my white panties.

"I like your panties mickie." Mrs. Swan made me blush and both moms laughed.

In came the three girls dressed normal.

"Mom did you see the friendship bracelets we made today and we each made one for mickie too." Kate blurted out to Mom.

The moms praised the three girl's bracelets. "Where are your bracelets mickie dear?" Mrs. Swan asked.

The three girls giggled and little Megan, who was standing beside me, pulled my panties down and showed our moms without any warning.

I turn bright red.

Both moms praised the girl's for being so kind and thoughtful to include me.

Worse yet Mrs. Swan took hold of my decorated penis and examined each ring. Each girl was made to hold her bracelet up next to my penis so Mrs. Swan could see how they matched.

Mrs. Swam gushed with praise over the girl's handiwork and over my lucky fortune to have such girls to take care of me. The whole time Mrs. Swan held me with her hands.

I couldn't help but stiffen some by all the touching but the tight rings seem to limit my rising and it sort of hurt as my erection fought against the restraint. I was embarrassed to be partially hard, though no one else seemed to care.

Finally it was time to go and so Megan grabbed me by the penis and pulled me to front door to help her with her socks and shoes. I also helped Trisha as well. Trisha padded my head and told me I was a good pet. Trisha and Megan thanked me for my nail work and my mom and sister for having them over. I was obliged to give you welcomes and thanked them for coming over and playing with me today.

And now after a long Saturday, it was just Kate, Mom and Me for the last bit of the evening?

"Well kids what do you want to do before bed? Want to play a board game?" Mom offered cheerfully.

I stood there with my makeup and panties half pulled down and sullenly declared, "I want to go take off this silly makeup."

My mother's looked turned slightly darker, "It doesn't look like all of you minded it so much" touching my half stiff self, she retorted, "What is with the sudden change in mood mickie? You have been so good all day and now when we have a some time alone together you have to start being an immature little boy and ruin, what time we have left."

I looked down my mother's words shamed me, I was sure if I felt more bad about being so accepting before now or if I was upset to disappoint my mom now. I think her being mad now was worse.

"He wasn't really good all day Mom," Kate added.

She then went on to explain how she had tried to whip me but wasn't very satisfied with the results. How in desperation she had threaten me with a studded belt just to get me to be more cooperative.

"I wasn't bad today. I did all of the house work while you and your friends played. It wasn't fair and I did everything you said." I complained and defend myself.

"Did you sister give you a bath today?" Mom asked.

"Yes." I was forced to admit.

"Did she take photos of you for your school project?"

"Yes."

"Who did the laundry?" Kate asked.

"Um, you did."

"Who made you lunch?" Kate continued.

"You did," my voice becoming more defeated with each response. "Who made extra laundry for me last night by wearing heavy sweats to bed when I had asked you to use a light weight t shirt?" Kate questioned.

"Honestly mickie, your sister did so much today and you couldn't help out by not dirtying extra clothes?" Mom scolded before I could even answer.

"Kate, show me how tried to discipline mickie today and I will help you improve your technique. Unfortunately I think you are going to need to know how to do it better." Mom added.

Kate marched me up stairs and over the end of my bed.

'Whap'! Kate stung my backside. It hurt much more than this afternoon.

"Not bad, not bad," mom began and then gave Kate instructions to improve her swing.

'WHAP!' I couldn't help but yelp. Kate was improving already.

'Th..WHAP!' I kicked my legs and started to cry. Mom demonstrated for Kate.

There was a menacing whistle in the air as the belt cut threw it and landed on my sting bottom with a thudding WHAMP. The pain shot up my back and made my ears ring. The air left my lungs with a whimpering cry.

"Good job Kate. Now you are ready to start giving mickie his spanking." Mom praised.

"Please no more..." I pleaded.

"Another sure sign that you are on the right track, Kate, is when they begin to plead for mercy." Mom responded

I was struck several more times. I lost count. My ass was on fire I couldn't ever remember being in so much pain. I cried like baby. My mother comforted me and whipped my tears. She had Kate but some cream on my bottom. It hurt to have her touch me but the cream was cooling after a moment and seem to numb my bottom.

Finally I calmed down. I was tired and just wanted to go to sleep but Kate and mom dragged me into the bathroom wear they washed me off and took off my makeup.

"Mom, mickie came today when we were touching him," Kate started to tell mom.

I tensed up immediately. I had just been given the worse spanking I ever remember and didn't want any more of the same.

"I warned you Kate. That little boys can't control themselves sometimes and we would need to teach him control." Mom responded in a teaching sort of tone. "Ms. Karens agreed to come over tomorrow and help you with mickie's hygiene issues while I am at work. I think I will ask her to give you guys a talk about boys and girls and the differences between them."

Kate rolled her eyes and I gave a low disgruntled groan.

"Umm Mom, mickie and I have had the bird and the bees kind of talk. You talked to me and I guess you have talked to mickie besides they do it at school too in health class." Kate spoke up for both us.

"There is a big difference between what you are taught before your bodies start to change and what you can learn when you are really going through the changes. Besides it can't hurt to review and also I want mickie to learn how to respect himself and girls. I saw you kiss Stacey yesterday." She responded and playful hit me on the shoulder. I couldn't help but blush as Kate looked at me with her mouth open in surprise. Maybe she didn't know everything.

Mom continued, "Kate you also need to learn what kind of respect to demand as you are getting older and boys are going to start giving you more attention. And really you two are brother and sister there are limits to what I want to see you two do together. I am not so sure you should be kissing or anything like that."

"Gross!" "Ewe" My sister and I both protested.

Mom laughed at us and said, "Just checking, I mean you two were holding hands earlier."

"That's so different mom." Kate said I nodded in agreement.

"Ok so that much is clear." She added. "Now about you cumming mickie, you can't just being doing this wherever, whenever you want."

I blushed.

"From now on we will set up a schedule and you will be monitored." Mom added.

I was shocked and didn't know what to say. "I know it will be hard for you to control yourself and we will have to help you with that but for tonight this will have to do."

She held up dental floss. I looked at her puzzled. She then wrapped it around my balls and penis to trap my penis tightly against my ball sack. I think the floss would have really cut into my penis it was pretty tight if it weren't for my friendship rings.

"You still might be able to squeeze your balls out of that and get yourself off but I doubt you would be able to get yourself back in without us being able to tell so I don't suggest you try unless you can more of a spanking that then you have already had tonight."

"No I won't." I assured her in my fear and shame.

She hugged and patted me on the head.

"Little boys can't help control themselves and I know you will be tempted but Kate and I and Ms. Karens too, we all love you mickie and we will make sure you grow up to be respectful and learn control. I haven't been happy with your attitude and language lately. I know you just started high school and all but I can see after today that with a lot of structure we can be a very happy family again."

Mom pulled Kate in and gave us both a big hug and kiss good night. I was made to sleep naked to makeup for wearing sweats last night. At first I thought I was going to have trouble sleeping as the floss was not comfortable and I had so many thoughts running through my head. It had been some day, some two days. But I was asleep before I knew it.