Life of Sam 4

By Sergal
liefebees@btinternet.com

Copyright 2014 by Sergal, all rights reserved

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Down in the kitchen, Sam was made to stand between the two sitting girls with his cock and balls on top of the table. String tied around his boy parts was fastened to the table legs opposite so he was unable to move away. Sam had to concentrate very hard not to drop his cereal bowl as the girls first ate a spoonful of cereal then hit Sam’s cock or balls with the empty spoon each time they took a mouthful. The girls explained to their mothers that this was by way of punishment both for being hard and playing with his own balls when he got up this morning. It did nothing for Sam’s peace of mind when both transgressions were also noted down on the chart now stuck to the fridge by magnets so they could be re-visited on Friday as part of his weekly punishment session.
 
One thing was becoming clear to Sam, while Amanda may be enjoying herself getting her own back and making his life painful, Julie was a real sadist, usually coming up with the ideas and certainly hitting a lot harder than Amanda. In fact the ball she was concentrating on was already markedly more swollen than the one on Amanda’s side, and Julie never hit his cock at all compared to Amanda who alternated between cock and ball. Needless to say, Sam was very relieved when breakfast was over and he was released from the table.
 
It being a lovely day, Marie suggested they take Sam out into the garden where he could make himself useful by mowing the large lawn. Sam had long petitioned for a ride-on lawn mower which gave Amanda an idea. Having Sam get the mower she cut a nice switch from the willow near the stream that ran at the bottom of the garden, and made Sam bend down so she could straddle his shoulders.
 
“Now I have got a ride-on lawn mower” she laughed while using the switch to encouraging him to get moving.
 
With Julie’s help and another switch, they soon had Sam almost running backwards and forwards with the mower. It was a big garden though and they stopped Sam to change riders several times in the two hours the job took. Comparing notes after, both girls admitted they’d had to stop when they did each time because they had been so close to cuming they worried about falling off. The back of Sam’s neck was soaked with their juices where they had rubbed their little cunnies against it.
 
Marie was impressed that the job which normally took Sam two days had been completed in only two hours. Sam of course was pretty much exhausted so the girls tied him spread-eagled face down in the middle of the lawn to rest. Julie pulled his boy parts out from under him then smeared them and his rosebud with golden syrup to attract insects. In no time at all, Sam was the main attraction for what seemed like all the bees, butterflies and ants in the neighbourhood. His once lilywhite bottom was also turning a nice red in the hot sun.
 
While the girls enjoyed cold lemonade in the shade the ants in particular were driving Sam mad. Although their bites were not individually painful, the accumulation of so many trying to take pieces of his most tender parts to get at the treacle were certainly adding up. He should have known better, but when Julie offered to get rid of some of the ants if he asked nicely , he was very quick to beg her to do just that. True to her word, Julie picked up her switch and began a killing frenzy on the ants even though she seemed to make little progress as more arrived to take their place. Not only that but it also seemed to infuriate the ants causing them to bite even harder. Finally the game ended when the girls decided any longer in the sun would leave Sam burnt, so they released him and used the garden hose to remove any insects still clinging to him.
 





   
(The End)