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Richard in a Foreign Land
by Masked Man

My name is Richard I lived very happy in US; my mother died when I was a baby. I grew with my father; he is an important business man. I grew as a very independent child; my father had to take care of his business he contracted personal to cook and to watch after me but when I showed to be a responsible person he was enough trusty to leave me alone in house and only contract people to do a little house keeping, he always gave all I wanted in toys and clothing. Living alone and without brothers I became very social and also very popular. Even when it's bad to me to say it I was a cute kid; since very young I was the kind of little boy who the old ladies gave me pinching in my cheeks often "Oh what a cute kid!" you know when I started to became a preteen boy also teen girls started to do it; of course I was very popular with girls of my age. I always had a lot of attention on my personal aspect; I always was sure to keep my lank brown hair to be perfectly combed and I also I wore very cool outfit and jackets, all what I liked and I sensed to be in "fashion", I always wore dark glasses over my blue eyes in the sunny days; my father always was very liberal in let me choose my own clothes since young. I was very popular also among boys because they considered me "cool" and because I was very good in baseball; I loved baseball for many reasons, I was very good on it, also I was very shy and slender boy so I didn't like to show too much of my body and finally because I was I didn't want to practice a contact sport like football, I also was afraid of pain.

A couple of weeks after my birthday number 11; my father talked with me, he was with my uncle, he told me that his business was doing wrong lately, he will be very busy checking for them, I was independent but I never had lived alone and my father's present economic situation didn't allow him to contract personal to take care of me and also because of he spend almost full time in his job his social life was cero so he hadn't trusty friends. The only solution he found was that I had to go to live with my uncle. I had to go to live out of US because my uncle didn't live there. I didn't liked it a little but I didn't argued I had to cooperate with my father in his hard moments, he also told to my uncle that in was very responsible and I needed few supervision and how to deal with me and all.

We came to that country, with a name that I don't want to remember. At the beginning it was very hard to me; I missed a lot to my father, my friends, baseball  but it was not so bad either especially after some weeks, I also became popular very fast and made new friends, my physical aspect was a little different from the other boys and even more different my cool clothing, they looked to me even more cool than my American friends. I noted the cultural differences; they told me about spankings, I told them that my father and most parents of my friends were totally against corporal punishment, and if an adult dare to touch us we might report it to the authorities, they were very curious and it sounded very strange to them, "how they punish to you then?" I explained to them about being "grounded", a very weird thing to them to be punished "just with that"; they explained about spankings and I asked to them a lot of questions about it, to me it sounded so awful, "why you don't call to police?" they laughed a lot with the question, I got my answer just with those laughs; one of the boys used to be awfully spanked often and was sent to the hospital some times I asked "why you don't run away?" they told me that police will take you back home and it will be a lot a lot worst. "Poor guys, pathetic!" I thought; I saw all that so far from me and my way of life.

During those happy days something strange happened after school. A man around 50, with a weird aspect was just outside the school; I guess he was looking the boys I don't know why; the case is that when he saw me he was like shocked for something in me, he even followed me a little in a subtle way, he made me feel nervy. I found him with the same attitude around other 2 times after school, once he told me "hi"; I could see on him the same eyes as in the girls I know I like to them, but crap!! He was a man I couldn't like to him. I totally ignored to him and his "hi" I guess he should had felt like a fool.

In the last week of classes before summer vacations I wanted to buy an ice cream and some people were in the queue, just before me was a younger boy of around 7-8 and a little girl not much younger than him. When their turns came I discover the kind of brat the boy was, he delayed a lot in decide, when he done and the employed served him his ice cream to him he changed his mind and made to the employed return that piece of ice cream and served another flavor; he did the same thing twice!! The employed doing his job was very mad but couldn't tell a nasty word to a client, in some way I felt the brat was feeling delight in the power position he had as costumer and I told him in a very mad voice "hey little brat move on! other people are waiting and you are pestering the employed" the boy and the girl turned to look at me a little scared, I guess they were the few boys of this crazy place to be spoiled and not spanked by their parents. They took the flavor already served and before to go the boy looked at me with anger and maybe I would dare to say a sight with hate.

The last day of school before summer vacations I gone home and my uncle wanted to talk with me; there were also anther man around 21-22 years old. "Richard I'm afraid I must return to US; your dad business are starting to improve but he is very busy and he needs me, we can't take care of you there", "then we will return to US uncle?", "No we don't know someone to take care of you there, look he is Chris, he is young but he take care of his 2 little cousins", "Hello Richard nice to meet you", "Hi", "His parents live in the country and he came here to the city to study, his father send him money to live, the situation is the same for his little cousins, he and sometimes his sister watch for them; they are kids living together and because of your way of life and being so independent as you are I thought they were the perfect choice to you, I know Chris since he was your age and he is a very trusty young man, and he told me it's not problem for him and we will send him money", "yes, no problem sir", "I even signed papers for the local authorities now he is your tutor and responsible of you in this country". I hated to hear that, he didn't even consulted me, one thing was to go away from my father with my uncle but something very different was to live with strange people. Well at least in the way he showed it was better than other possible choices.

The next morning Chris and I told good bye in the airport to my uncle. When I leaved the airport I felt a little afraid and uncertain, now I was alone in a strange country and in the hands of this Chris guy that I didn't even know. He lived in a small department, when I was there he introduce me with his cousins "hello Uncle Chris!", "Hello Michel, Angie", I couldn't believe it, they were the 2 brats in the ice cream store! We told the classic "nice to meet you" but only in a polite way; we knew in some way we disliked a lot to each other we could sense it in the air, especially with Michel. I found this surprise unpleasant, and I noted that also the little Michel was surprised but at difference of me for some reason I felt he found this surprise very pleasant.

I noted that Chris was very sweet and loved his little cousins, and they acted in the same way with him and were very respectful and called him "uncle" even when actually he was their cousin. Something that I feared was the bath time, the bathroom had no lock, but I saw at the bath time that all were respectful even for the little children: Michel and Angie. The same when it was my turn, a relief! I went to sleep after that long day. The next Monday I awake, I was very hungry; they have a table in the kitchen were they used to eat breakfasts, I wanted to wait to the others but no signals, independent as I used to be I opened a cereal box I found and I took some milk and started to eat. Then Chris came and told me in an ironic blaming tone "thank you for waiting us" I felt very embarrassed and sorry, but I didn't thought in how to tell "sorry" or anything. I was already dress with my usual "cool" clothes and he told me hitting me with one finger in a shoulder "hey! Weird outfit for a boy of your age"; I found very annoying that comment "that's not your business" I thought, never someone made me a comment like that about my way to select my clothing. Then Chris went outside of the kitchen.

Angie and Michel came into the kitchen they sat and waited to Chris to come to eat their breakfast. I stand up and I stayed there looking a window. Both kids looked at me with curiosity; maybe because of my different racial aspect, my cool outfit or both, I started to feel uncomfortable, until Angie curious and looking at my clothes told me pointing me with her finger "I will see you naked!" and smiled me like challenging me. I found very weird and annoying that comment, I was confused a little but after some moments I told to her in a little rude way "In your dreams brat". Bad luck at that very moment Chris was entering, he didn't hear the first part, he looked upset with my comment he loved those little kids. I felt very embarrassed but she started and it passed and he didn't told me a thing; other little incident I was looking TV all day (nothing fun to do in that bored house, I didn't want to play with those unpleasant brats), when time to eat came I told "just a minute I'm watching this", a mistake I noted the anger face on Chris so I gone at the instant, later in the night I was very hooked with a movie and I really wanted to see it! "Hey kids time to go to sleep", "good night uncle" and both kids kissed him before going to sleep, "Richie?!" (Crap!! I hated to be called in that way, my name is Richard!!) , "wait I'm looking this movie" I told anxious, he looked at me annoyed again, just few minutes later the movie ended and I didn't wanted to annoy him more so I gone very fast to my room "good night Chris!" I don't know why he was annoyed again, maybe he waited to my to kiss him sweetly like Michel and Angie, but I didn't think I could do that, I was not a kiddie!

The next day in the morning I was still in my pajama when suddenly Chris entered in my room "how he dares to enter without knocking?!!" I thought, then I saw very surprised how he picked all my cool clothes inside a box and later he put on the bed a cheap shirt and some blue short shorts; "you will wear that today", I really didn't wanted to annoy him anymore but that?!! "What!! No, I will not do it!" to dress what I liked was almost considered a "human right" for me and I was not disposed to leave that and far less to wear only that thin t-shirt and those ridiculous short shorts because I was a very shy boy. "Richie do it!!", "no, why?!" "Richie is your last chance", "I will not going to do it! Forget it" I told while I crossed my arms and I was going to open the box with my clothes when: "Ok Richie, I will do what I should do since yesterday, I'm going to spank you"; I got freeze and scared hearing those words and I saw how he decided approached to me and he took my arm, all those awful comments of my new friends about spanks crossed to my mind and I felt really afraid, it was like my worst nightmare becoming truth "no Chris, please, I will do it, please, I will wear whatever you told me sorry " (ehem, I just told I will never leave my clothes choosing right? A fast change of opinion) I kept begging but he ignored me, just as like my friends told, once you earn a spank no matter what you tell you don't get ride of it so easily. Still begging and starting to cry he put me over his knees I was scared and I tried to force my freedom but my 11 year old strength was nothing compared to his strong man's body. He pulled down my pajama pants and started to spank over my underwear, it hurts and it delayed some minutes, I was really scared and meanwhile I kept tell him sorry and that I will wear that, but no answer just his hand over my butt. He finished and looked at my wet red face; the truth it hurts but he didn't spanked me so hard that time, and he did it over my underwear, but I felt so scared, so trapped and humiliated. I promise to myself that I will not be spanked anymore, more over I was a boy with some dignity and it was awful to me to be crying in front of Chris. "Look Richie, I watched you yesterday without tell you a thing to see how you behave, unfortunately I saw that you are a very spoiled little brat" I hated to hear that, I knew it was not truth "I don't know how are things in US but here things function in other way and you are under my responsibility, and I must watch over you, I'm your tutor in this country if it like to you or not, I spanked you softly and over your underwear this time but it was just a warning the next time I will not be so merciful, just a little miss respect to any elder or miss behave, just a little and you will know what is a REAL spank. You are a wild spoiled brat now but I will be strict with you because you need it, and be sure that after just a little you will be a sweet and obedient little pet. Understood Richie?" I nodded "yes Chris", "yes Uncle Chris, call me uncle from now on, and now get dress for breakfast". I analyzed my situation, I didn't want to be spanked anymore, I couldn't contact to my father he is moving from to place to place I must wait to him to contact me, I couldn't run away I was in a foreign country so I had no place to go, Chris was my tutor and for what the kids told me I will be sent back home by police, so my only choice was to try to be good, to avoid trouble to being spanked.

After dress I saw myself in the mirror; I hated that outfit, many boys in the school used shorts, but they showed not very much above their knees, in my case this shorts revealed all my thighs!! I looked myself in the mirror my legs were very slender, far to be skinny but slender and I would like to have a strong body, I looked like a silly little kid and I felt so shy to be seen like this. I joined strength and I gone out to breakfast I didn't want to delay and earn another spank. Already there were the unpleasant kids Michel and Angie; I still remember how surprised was Michel when he looked me entering with that outfit and more especially after the surprise his mocking evil grin that made me feel very uncomfortable. I hated Michel but I recognize he was a very clever boy; he noted my discomfort and shyness at the moment, he had some talent to know how to annoy me, "What a couple of white spaghettis you have!" Angie giggled while I blushed with the comment, and made me hate a lot those shorts. We ate then; when I was hopping to stay at all cost in house when Chris told me to go with him to shopping. Of course in the present situation I had to go without argue even when I hated to go to the streets dress in that way. In streets I felt very ashamed, my legs looked so white compared to the beautiful tanned and browny skin of the locals, in the store he bought more t-shirts and short shorts of the same type (I could swear those were not sold anymore, my luck!) I felt doomed with Chris words "so you don't like to wear this and argued with me. Then you will wear it until I decide to you to wear other thing, and be sure it will not be soon".

Back in home I saw some adult guests. No signal of Angie but Michel was there, he was talking very sweetly with a man and the man was very sweet with him; then I looked that man and I was shocked, he was the old weird man I saw some times outside of the school!! I wanted to hide from him but we were on the same room and I knew I couldn't retire to my room, Chris told me it was impolite to leave guests and surely he will drag me back to the main room anyway (after being spanked). Finally it happen he noticed me, he also was as shocked as me to find me in the same room, then he switched to the same unpleasant sight over me he used outside of the school, then I guess he realized my outfit and I'm sure he was surprised, a pleasant surprise to him; his eyes gone then to my slender white thighs, he examined them very carefully, I hated those shorts, I felt like in my underwear, his sight were corrosive as acid, I even blushed and I didn't know how to cover, he was feeling a lot of delight looking to my naked legs. I found a place to cover behind a furniture, but after a couple of minutes Chris caught me by my wrist "Come I will introduce you to Uncle Benny, you most be very nice with him, I warn you, be nice and polite with all our guests but very especially with YOUR Uncle Benny" I nodded, how bad was my luck, Uncle Benny was that ugly man. Long time later I learned that he was the older brother of Chris's father; and he checked often on Chris to see how he was doing and to "report" to Chris's father, on that report depended the amount of cash that the father sent to Chris, so Chris tried to be extra nice with him; at that very moment I ignored all that. "Uncle Benny he is Richie, our new family member", "Hi Uncle Benny", "So you told me hi this time ha ha! Nice to meet you Richie, always pleasant to have a new family member, come " then he sat me over his legs, "so your name is Richie?" he started a dumb chat with me, I'm sure he just wanted to retain me, I wanted to go but it was clear that he will not allow me so easily, he was enjoying me; the part that I must hated was that from time to time he passed his fingers over my thighs; I felt so unpleasant and annoying the feeling of his big hot hand over my soft thigh's skin, I also was not used to the touch of other people over my body, but I knew that just a little impolite word could mean a hard spank.

Then someone commented to Uncle Benny "Benny you lost your touch with kids?", "he is a little old but maybe Why not?" then Uncle Benny placed one of his hands under my armpit, suddenly he started to tickle me, I was much unprepared to that, no one had tickled me before as I remember; I wasn't aware how ticklish I was. I started to laugh loud like crazy; I instinctively tried to push with my arms and with all my strength to Uncle Benny's tickling hand, but my weak 11 year old arms were useless, the only thing I could do was to move a little bit the "tickler hand" with a lot of effort and it always found another "tickling spot" as ticklish or more than the other, he tickled me in my armpit my around my belly, always when my desperate defending arms became a "little annoyance" Uncle Benny used his other arm to grab a little my arms easily leaving me more vulnerable than before. I tried to say "stop, stop" but I had no breath and I still was laughing; meanwhile I was moving and waving my legs like crazy, I'm sure my underwear could be easily seen, I felt so impotent, squirming and looking helpless like a little kitten, I was a boy with dignity and I didn't want to give such performance, not to mention I couldn't stand it and I felt desperate to make that "tickler hand" to stop but Uncle Benny keep doing it at his will;  the guests were very amused and looked at me smiling, the part that hurt me more was that my hated "nemesis" Michel was there enjoying all that. Uncle Benny made a little movement to accommodate better himself, then I tried to stand up fast; unfortunately no so fast I just moved a little when Uncle Benny pulled me back again, I could put my arms in a defense position covering my belly and chest, it was useless because Uncle Benny started to tickle my thighs, I hated those shorts! To have my legs naked were very convenient to him, it was as ticklish as before or more because he was tickling directly over my skin now, I barely could cover one leg when he just needed to move his hand to tickle the other exposed thigh, switching as required from one leg to other. Meanwhile Michel approached very close to see "the show" as closer as he could, he had his usual mocking smile, then he grinned and he extended his little hand and started to tickle my belly "oh you also want to try?" told Uncle Benny then he grabbed with one hand my arms and with the other arm my legs very firmly, I was very secured. Then Michel smiling started to tickle my belly sides, under my armpits and naked legs, he didn't tickled so good as Benny but I was very ticklish anyway and I still kept laughing, but the thing I must hated was that sense of being so harmless as a little puppy to be the toy of that brat, I was very secure under the strong arms of Uncle Benny, I knew that Michel was enjoying this a lot. Then when Uncle Benny got tired after some time he told "ok Michel", "wait a little Uncle" Told Michel stopping the tickle but still up to something, I took a deep breath, but I was still firmly "secured" by Uncle Benny's arms when I felt some little hands over my butt taking the waist band of my shorts and underwear, he didn't pulled at once maybe he wanted to me to realize what he will going to do, I begged him "No Michel! Please!" like waiting those words and ignoring my request he pulled exposing my butt to the guests, many of them laugh and one of them told "that Michel is a demon ha! ha!". I was released and fast I pulled back my shorts to cover and with the face red as a tomato I gone very anger to my room. It was something impolite but I guess Chris felt my annoyance and he forgive me for that this time; I just had to go out later to say bye to Uncle Benny, luckily he gone early that day (but I had to kiss him and tell him bye in a sissy mode, puagg!!).

Some guests was still there when Chris told me to take a bath, I felt uncomfortable to do it while some guest were still there but I was very afraid to have another spank so I agreed, I removed my clothes in the bathroom, then Chris entered I covered myself with my arms and hands, no one had looked me naked! Only my father when I was a very little kid. He took my clothes, I wanted to him to go out but I told him "What I will wear to go out? There are still people out there"; "You can cover with the towel don't worry". Well I bathed myself, the truth I was nervy with all that and maybe I didn't a good job washing me. Just after the shower made no more noise Chris entered to the bathroom. I felt very embarrassed, he checked how I washed to myself, and I couldn't believe his conclusion "you are still a little dirty here, not much, but better we will supervise you when you bath", "hey! Why you don't check also to Michel and Angie?" "I know that Michel bath well, Angie is a lady and why I should tell you explanations don't talk me on that tone!" knowing that I was close to the line I stopped complaining, then he started to dry me with the towel. Man he was rude! It hurts. Being dried he placed the towel around my waist covering me, then he put my chest over his shoulder and carried me and we crossed the main room still with some guests. Oh Michel! How I hated that little demon! As soon he saw us going out of the bath and looking my vulnerable position being carried by Chris he ran over us, with his usual evil grin on his face, then he jumped (how high could jump this little brat!) he hit the towel with his hand enough to lift it and expose my butt, after an instant the towel returned to it's position, then Michel jumped again and exposed my butt for second time, this over and over again all the way to my room, I looked at him from "the highs" and I even feel dizzy, I barely could move my legs and my hands unable to cover from Michel's attacks, "No Michel! No please stop! Uncle Chris, please! Tell him something!!", "Come on Richie! He is only playing", that little brat was very amused looking me annoyed and desperate.

The next day were even worst, still no signals of Angie, when I heard my uncle talking with a young female voice, "and where is Angie? Chris", "She is still in the department downstairs with his friend in the sleepover; she should be here in the night " I entered to the kitchen, I saw a very beautiful woman of about 18, and she looked so pretty! Again I hated those shorts! I really wished then to have my cool outfit back! Chris introduced us to each other; she was Diana, Chris's younger sister. Luckily also Michel was bored and decided to go to a friend's house, so nothing especial happened during the whole day until late in the afternoon, a friend of Chris came, it seems he will gone to him to a camping or something and he will leave until tomorrow, then I understood that it was the reason of Diana to be there, to take care of us, I felt very lucky, still no signals of Michel then. Chris gave her his lasts instructions before to go with his friend "Well and I told you already about Richie. He is a very spoiled little kid and he needs a lot of discipline, don't doubt in give him a good spank if he disobey you or he cause you a little trouble, please be severe he already received a warning", "don't worry Chris you know me well, you are the soft one here" I was sweating. "So please Richie, you promise me that you will obey your aunt Diana?", I even  lifted a hand like swearing and told with conviction "I will obey you aunt Diana", then she hit me in my shoulder with her fingers and told me in a bossy way: "then strip because I will give you a shower!", "oooooh!" I replied, I guess my surprised "oh" sounded funny because Chris and his friend couldn't contain a little laugh; one thing was to a man like Chris to see me naked, but that cute girl! And she will soap me and all?! I knew I was trapped so I started to strip very slowly right there while Chris and his friend gone, I only leaved there my white briefs in a dumb hope to she to gave me the shower with my white briefs on; my little hope disappeared when she told "Are you don't ready yet?! Come on!"

She conducted me taking my wrist to the bathroom; shyly I covered my parts with my hands, "hey hands to your sides! It's a very nasty habit to place your hands there!" Then opened the water in the shower, too cold for my taste but she was in the control, also she left the door opened! I didn't find a reason to her to not close the door; maybe she didn't consider it necessary. She started to wash my head slowly. When I thought nothing could be worst I hear the door opening and closing, I started to feel very afraid it should be one of the 2 brats, I wasn't wrong it was my hated nemesis Michel, and bad luck he heard the shower's noise and curious he approached, I looked at him with a pathetic wet head like begging mercy, looking like a wet mouse, he saw my naked body a little and he made a short laugh but very loudly pointing at me with a finger "HA!", then he gone out running. I felt very nervy he was up to something I knew! Maybe Diana will finish in time and anything planed by Michel will not work. Diana finished to washing my hair; she was searching a sponge, slowly without any haste while I thought with a lot of anxiety "Hurry! Hurry! Please" she came and started to wash my face and neck when I heard the door again. "Hurry Angie come!", "AWWW! What do you want Michel?" then to my horror I saw appearing in the other side of the open door Michel with his usual ugly smile, and Angie dragged by her wrist by Michel's hand still annoyed because she didn't know yet why she was taken there, but he turned her face to me and she was very surprised making a silent big "O" with his mouth; she turned his eyes over my face to look me directly to my eyes and made an evil grin with a smile that I only knew so far in Michel; she studied my face like teasing me with her smile and make me know she was there and I couldn't do anything! Then her eyes gone to my parts I wanted to disappear at that very moment, she approached to look at me closer with her smile without removing her eyes of my body, "Hi Angie how are you?" Told Diana but Angie was so concentrated in me that she didn't replied, "Did you know Aunt Diana that Richie told I will never look at him naked?", it was the first time I saw smile Diana and told me like talking to a silly boy "Really Richie? Whyyy?!", I felt Angie curios eyes over me I and I felt like a boy "raped" by a little girl, Of course Diana washed my parts I fought against it but automatically at her touch my dick started to lift and get hard, she put extra care in wash me in that part, Angie looked without loosing detail except to look me in my face to see my expression and to remind she was looking me naked as she told before.

Some minutes later I was washed, dried and in my pajama all by the hand of Diana like a little baby. She was as rude as Chris to dry me, and more she combed my hair in a very rude way without care, pulling my hair I was close to cry. It was still early to sleep; 2 friends of Diana of her age came to visit us, a man and another woman. With very bad mood I gone to the kitchen, Michel was there, and teasing me he told "my sister and me already looked at you naked!!" then he showed his tongue in a very nasty mocking way. I couldn't anymore, I had stand him too much and very angered I pushed him "hey brat what's the problem with you?! Leave me alone!!" it hadn't the same effect as in the ice cream store, in fact I felt he was pleased with that, he gone running out of the kitchen screaming "Aunt Diana! Aunt Diana!", "oh no, I'm finished! I'm dead!" I thought. I started to sweat with a lot of fear guessing all kind of things and fast he was there pulling by the arm to Diana and then he pointed to me with his little finger and with a hypocrite sad face. "I knew you will do something like this" and she pulled my ear with violence; it hurt a lot. She was very mad I don't know what Michel told her Michel but I knew he exaggerated and he didn't told her all the history, but how could I explain that to her? And I knew I was in trouble she loved the 2 brats even more than Chris. She pulled me taking my ear to the main room; she turned around one of the chairs in front of a table and commanded "Remove your pants and underwear! Step over the chair, bend and put your face over the table" I was very scared but I knew by words of my friends that refuse the orders will be worst, I will be spanked in front of the brats and Diana's guests and there is nothing I could do! OK I was very scared like never before, but I took control of myself, if I had to be spanked I will have as much dignity as I could, Michel's smile gave me a lot of courage, I would not give to that brat Michel to make me loose any more dignity of the needed. So I removed my pants and briefs; I bend over as instructed, covering my head with my arms. to maintain some dignity I tried to cover as much as I could with my pajamas top who was a little long for my size, it didn't work when Diana closed to me I felt his hand and she lifted my Pajama shirt and undershirt to the level of my chest, I felt the cold air of the room in all my butt and in my hanging exposed penis. They always spanked me in that house with a paddle, I hated that paddle!! I felt the first hit "FUSHHH SMACK" ARRRGH! It hurt a lot more than I imagined, just one was a lot of punishment, I don't know how I didn't made any noise with those spanks, after each one I really hoped to it to be the last one, but I got one after another it was awful I didn't knew when it will end, each next hit hurt a lot more than the preceding. The punishment continued "FUSHHH SMACK, FUSHHH SMACK, FUSHHH SMACK" I got 10. I remained silent, maybe it help me to hear the giggle of the 2 brats each one or 2 hits; I really wanted to not cry to not make to my hated Michel to see me in tears but it was useless, I felt my eyes wet since around the third hit, by the time the punishment finished I had my face totally red and totally wet with tears. After finished I saw the 2 brats in a good position to look the show and of course to my penis moving with each hit. I cleaned a little the liquid in my face with my pajama top; I guess Michel loved to look me in that state. When I thought at last all was over Diana told me "now ask excuses to Michel. Tell him: Michel I'm very sorry I promise I will never do it again and I will be good with you from now on". I wanted to keep at least some dignity, especially with Michel, I hated him! I will never tell him that in front of 2 guests and the other brat I hated Angie! I remained silent "come on!" told Diana, with a movement of my head I indicated "no" while looking at the floor, "oh you are wild but you will be tamed, Move again! To your position!" She commanded and I obey. Before to receive the first hit of this "second round" I started to feel panic and loose all the calm I had maintained so far, and I started to think: "oh not again! I will not stand it! How much hits this time?" my thoughts were suddenly interrupted "FUSHHH SMACK" in the second I screamed in a crying voice "FUSHHH SMACK" "ouch", by the first time I made a noise, "FUSHHH SMACK" then I started to beg with my crying voice "Micheel pleeease excuuuse me " my words were interrupted "FUSHHH SMACK" "please Aunt Diana I will be good I swear it " "FUSHHH SMACK", then I tried to stand up but the male friend of my aunt grabbed me tightly with all his strength to "my position" "FUSHHH SMACK" "please I can't stand it any more, please stop, noo, please, noo more, merci " ""FUSHHH SMACK, FUSHHH SMACK, FUSHHH SMACK" I continued begging in vain, I received maybe other 10; when it finished I was very tired, and still crying like a little baby, never in my life I cried in that way. I barely had breath to ask excuses to Michel and crying I told: "IIII'm veeeryyyy sooorry I prooomise  I will nev er do it agaaain aaand . aaand I will will be good wiiith you from from noooow on!" the only reply I received from him was a nod and a mocking triumphant smile. He had won again even when I made my best effort, trying to regain breath I was to take my pants when Diana pulled me by my wrist "where do you think you are going? You will stay there in that corner thinking what you did, and don't dare to move or cover your spanked butt!" then few moments later she was talking with his friends. "Sorry for all and thank you for your help, He is really a brat my brother had warned me, he came to us very spoiled " I felt my blood burn of anger when she told tons of nonsense and exaggerations about what Chris had told her about me, I was the worst boy even born in the universe according to her, but I had to stay there silent and naked! "You really need to be very strict and rude with him Diana " told one of her friends, Diana replied and interrupted: "Don't worry; you will see he will be a sweet trained puppy" meanwhile I felt Michel was only around one step away of my back "what a nice cheeks!" he told, then he lifted one arm and whipped me using his little fingers of his hand; I was so sensitive after the spank that the bones of his fingers really hurt me, he did it twice and I grabbed his hand in his third attempt "hey Richie leave him he has the right to play with you after what you did to him?!" told Diana, so I had to stand him there making mocking of me and whipping my sensitive butt with his fingers until he got bored. In fact he did that each time I was spanked from that day on, and each time my butt was more sensitive and he learned better how to hit me in a way I hurt.

The next day when I entered to the kitchen Michel already was there with Angie. "Nooo, noo please " Michel told clearly making a parody of my crying of the last night Angie laughed finding it very funny, I blushed. "Oh the poor little girlie cried a lot last night?" he told and made me feel even more embarrassed. He always teased me with that from that day on and he always made me blush, I never get used to it. Later in the breakfast Diana told Chris the report of all , "I warned you Diana! You did well we need to have a strong hand with him", "yes Chris now we must be watchful to him to treat very well to Angie and Michel", "Don't worry Diana, you hear Richie, I will be very watchful over you, you must very sweet and respectful with Angie and Michel, or you really regret it, both are very good kids and we don't bring you here to bully them, you came here to learn respect to the others understood?" Michel and Angie grinned looking at me maybe thinking in all the new possibilities, I will be for they some sort of "new toy". "Yes Uncle Chris" I had no more remedy to reply.

Some minutes after the breakfast Michel and Diana were playing in the main room, they had some toys and clothes, ropes and tons of stuff to play. Michel commanded trying his new empowerment over me, "come on to play with us crying girlie" I had no more remedy to obey; "what we will play Michel?", "you will be our prisoner!" Angie smiled trying to guess what Michel was thinking. "Lie on your back, your hands over your head " my hands ended close to the foot of a heavy furniture, "hey uncle Chris we are playing that he is our prisoner, can you tie him for us?" Asked Michel and Chris tied my arms to the furniture's foot, he didn't tied me tight maybe I could undo the knot but just after Chris finished Michel made the knot tighter so I was trapped and to be his "prisoner" became real. He climbed and sat over my legs, then he pushed my shirt and lifted, he removed it to let it as far as the knot allowed him, then he looked at me like thinking what he will do now? He placed his fingers over my armpits and started to tickle, I started to laugh loudly and begged to him stop, of course he loved to me to beg him and actually I encouraged him to continue, little Angie joined to "the party" both tickled me long time and tried many parts of my body until they bored. Now Michel still over my legs moved back to sit at the level of my knees, then I saw with horror he placed his hands over the waist band of my shorts and underwear I was impressed and felt so helpless how he dared to do that to me? I didn't tell him a thing because I knew it will have no effect. He pulled them until the level of my knees, I was totally naked, he took the time to see to my face maybe to check if I was annoyed with that, off course I was very annoyed, thing that surely he noted and made him feel good. Just in that moment Diana came out of his room he looked at me naked and tied, I hoped to her to stop that crazy thing, even the 2 brats doubted and waited her reaction, but she just smiled like looking 3 cute kids playing. This encouraged to Michel to continue, he stands up and finished the job completely retiring my shorts and underwear from my body, I couldn't stand it! That was so humiliating! I started to squirm in an attempt to get free from the knot desperate, and also to move and wave my legs so the brats couldn't get close to me at risk to be kicked, it worked they looked at each other confused and didn't got close to me or they might be kicked, I was stronger and bigger than they, I was around 3 or 4 years older after all. Unfortunately Diana looked how I moved and she screamed with her severe tone of voice "hey careful you might hurt one of the kids! Behave and play nicely with them. You didn't learn anything last night? Tell me and I will give you a good reminder" those words were enough to me and I stopped, the 2 brats grinned triumphant, they started to examine my whole body. Michel touched my nips and looked how they became hard and tickled from time to time; Angie was the most curious, of course she looked carefully at my penis, now he had a closer view than in the last night, and then placed her fingers over my parts to feel them. I was taught since very young to no one touch my private parts and now a little girl younger than me was playing at her will with them!! I tried to avoid it but with her touch it started to become harder. She was very amused looking at it; they explored my body until they got bored, maybe after that they knew my own body more than me! Curiously being them younger than me I don't remember to me or someone else to look at them naked.

I was trapped in that place. I knew they intercepted the letters of my dad and they didn't allow me to look at them. They told me it was not "little kids business". And worst they dictated me letters to sent to my dad, telling that I was very happy with my "new family" that I loved them all, and I didn't wanted to him to visit me now and a lot of crap. Of course I had to obey and write those letters.

Days passed in those long vacations, I became the slave of both brats. I was very nervy to go to street or to any public place, at the most little distraction Michel sneaked behind me and pulled my shorts and underwear down! He always laugh very loud after that and many people giggled founding it funny, never Chris or Diana told him a thing; in fact they found it also funny. I tried to be as nice and obedient with that couple of brats I wanted to avoid spanking at all cost, mostly it worked but each 2 or 3 days Michel or Angie (surely advised by Michel) used to tell to Chris or Diana a lie to make them spank at me, I always denied their lies but was my word against theirs and the only thing I made is to made me the fame of liar, something that I found very unfair I never had told a lie. Maybe the brats made me spank from time to time to show and remind me "who's the boss" or just to have fun looking me begging and crying. The case is that each spank was more painful than the last one and I was each day more and more fearful of them.

Things happened in that way until around 2 weeks later Uncle Benny reappeared; Chris and Diana received him in a very polite way like if he were a foreign diplomat. Diana, Chris and Angie had to do some shopping to buy Angie more clothing; Uncle Benny will take care of me and Michel. To my surprise at the beginning Uncle Benny didn't put to much attention on me, not even Michel so I had the chance to watch TV some time I was sat on the floor. After a little time I felt some big strong adult hands lifting me and making me stand up "Time to your bath" commented Uncle Benny with a very happy and impatient tone of voice, he lifted and removed my T-shirt, then he placed my bare chest over his shoulder and he carried me to the bathroom. I could stand to Diana to look at me naked, even the 2 little brats, they were kids after all; but Uncle Benny was a different thing, he had so strange interest in me; this time I really, really didn't want to him to look at me naked and to bath me! But what could I do? I was trapped there; a little "rebellion" or even an impolite comment could carry a lot of trouble to me! I know he was really was eager to strip me and to bath me, if I refused I will be very hardly spanked and after that Uncle Benny will do it anyway, so feeling doomed and morally submit while I was carried to the bathroom. Close to the bathroom he pulled and removed my shorts and underwear from my body, he sat and he placed me just in front of him; and he started to slowly "scan" my body with his eyes, the only thing that I hated more than Michel evil smile was the lewd sight of that guy, he placed his eyes starting by my head and going down very slow and making a stop in my front parts, he looked moments until he got tired and smiled, "what a beauty you are!", then he gently placed his hands over my shoulders and pulled me a little toward him "now let me check something" he told. He sneaked his head a little behind my back to see my still hurt butt because of the last spanking just 2 days ago. He remained silent carefully examining me, until he very pleased determined "Ahhh! Beautiful! Nothing more beauty than a couple of cheeks well blushed, my nephews made a good job down here" then he placed his fingers over one of my cheeks and gently passed his fingers to feel my skin there, then he looked at my face directly to my eyes, I looked at him with silence and showing submission. "I know you never were spanked before you came to this house. It was a real lucky to you to come here just in time and still under the right age, you have a very beautiful couple of cheeks and it will be a real pity to never been blushed. You know that white butts like yours looked more beauty blushed than any other blushed kind of butts? Chris and Diana made a good job but the truth they are a couple of amateurs, your butt has not still been paddle by Uncle Benny. I'm still as strong as my nephew Chris but I'm old and I had spanked a lot of boys in my whole life. You haven't tasted something yet! Just wait to see what Uncle Benny can do in that beautiful butt you have". My only reply to all that was silent but in a humble and submit way to look at the floor. "Oh I know what you are thinking. You think you will be good to never been spanked by me. Don't worry " he smiled "  I will find an excuse to give you a good spank I will found something, it always happen, Diana and Chris are very gullible, I'm eager to taste that butt in front of public". Then Uncle Benny started to wash me, as soon as the sound of the water was hear Michel was there; uncle Benny was even harder than Diana, he washed me perfectly in all parts of my body, especially he was very meticulous with my most "private" parts and rudest with my most ticklish parts, it was very amusing to Michel to watch me being washed like a puppet by his uncle and laughing and squirming desperate when he tickled me and embarrassed when he washed my butt or penis.

After the used hard dry he picked me naked to my room, he didn't dry my hair maybe he found me looking better wet. He placed me over his legs and started to place all his hands over my body, kissing me in my chest and other parts of my body, touching my nips, asking me also to kiss him in his face, playing with my genitals, I hated to have an erection, as soon as I started to feel delight he stopped. I even tried to rebel for a moment and wanted to stand up but he grabbed me strongly "where do you go young man? You will not go anywhere" I fought useless a little bit until I saw it was pointless and he was still touching me anyway, so I submitted and made my body limp again as he kept doing "his work" over me. Then my eternal tormentor Michel entered to my room; I was surprised to see Uncle Benny didn't stopped placing his hands over my body while Michel looked at us. I felt so bad alone with Uncle Benny now worst being touched in front of Michel, he grinned and commented: "do you know uncle he was rude with me in the ice cream store? now he is my puppy, I was so pleased when he was spanked and cried like a girl begging me" Uncle Benny stopped and placed me over his knees showing my butt up, "so this nice red butt is because of you?" "yup and I love it" they talked like if I wasn't present. Then proudly Uncle Benny caressed Michel's hair "ha, ha, you are a demon! I love you. Now leave us a moment, I must finish something...just he and me."