Chad Gets a Taste of Aristocracy Part 4
By Sir Cum Sizemore

copyright 2005 by Sir Cum Sizemore, all rights reserved

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"Mrs. Andrews I made the jalapeno paste. I had enough to fill a quart container." Maria reported on the progress of Natalie Andrews' latest punishment idea.

"Thank you Maria, this will mean a whole lot less spanking. In fact, we might even be able to clear the spanking board out of the office and use that space for something else. Now, we have a way to punish their penises, asses, and, if warranted, their mouths. I think the pain from this will be sufficient to keep the boys on the straight and narrow. Don't you?"

"Well maybe Eduardo will behave better if he gets it on his peepee or bottom, but he won't mind getting some in his mouth I don't think. He eats jalapenos a lot at home. He likes them."

"Well, he hasn't had his mouth filled with that paste. It might be he'll lose his taste for them when that happens. That's quite a bit different than eating them one at a time or mixed in something."

"I still think it won't work in his mouth."

"Well, we can coat his little penis or in his asshole instead. He'll think twice about it then. But he's generally cooperative when the girls want to play with him and he doesn't step out of line. Maybe he won't have any of it done to him."

"At home he is not so good. He won't let Carmella and her friends feel his peepee or do what he is told by them."

"Maria, you need to punish him when he isn't following the rules."

"Yes, ma'am. Maybe I will make some jalapeno stuff for home too."

"Let's make sure it works before you do, though. Why go to the trouble if it doesn't work?"

The conversation ended as Jessica walked past and Natalie's attention was diverted. As she called her daughter, Maria turned to return to the kitchen.

"Jessica, we have the jalapeno paste. I want a boy to try the Penis Perforator on and we'll follow the perforation with a coating of the open pin holes with jalapeno pepper paste. That should set the little dicks on fire and it will make our point that they will not give us grief. Get one of them to misbehave. I'm so excited, I don't care if you trump up the a story of misbehavior."

"Maybe Chad? You'd have a whole lot of penis to coat. Actually his is so long you might have to perforate it twice to cover it." Jessica obviously shared her mothers taste for arousal. "I'll see if I can't get something for you this morning. I'm thinking it will be Chad. Maybe I can set him up."

"Jess, if we have to we'll just do it to check out its effectiveness. We'll tell the boy or boys they will let us try it just to see. I mean do they really have to misbehave. We're in-charge and they will do whatever we ask."

"Oh, Mom, lets keep some ethics about it and find some little reason to punish. I hate to be mean and sadistic about it." With Jessica's reasoning they both laughed.

The naked herd of boys came down to the kitchen. Doug was still trying to protect his penis from view. He knew putting his hands in front of it would definitely result in punishment so he managed to keep behind his little brother or one of the other boys in an attempt to use them to shield the view.

"Doug come over here and let me examine your wiener", Jessica demanded. "It was punished kind of hard yesterday and I want to make sure it's healing well."

"It is", Doug replied in an attempt to avoid the girl's inspection.

"Doug, I said come over here and let me see and feel it to make sure."

"It's okay, really, it's okay, Jessica," the boy responded not moving from the shelter of his younger brother who stood front and center sporting a considerable boner.

"Mom, we have a victim. I was hoping for Chad, but I got Doug." Jessica was smug. "The rest of you sit down for breakfast. Doug you will be punished for arguing with me. Mom, would you get the Perforator and the pepper paste?"

"Never mind, Jessica. I will let you look at it." Doug reconsidered.

"Too late, Buster. You were told twice to come so I could examine you and you argued. Arguments, especially about a girl not getting to touch that dick of yours, will result in severe punishment."

Andrea had come in with the other girls during the argument and sat beside Steven. She forcibly spread his legs and began toying with his boner and little ball sack while she attempted to get up to speed in what was happening between his older brother and her older sister. Crystal knew her older sibling was in deep trouble by the tone in Jessica's voice. The other girls were sitting silently while they waited for breakfast to be served. The scene of naked boys with morning boners and bossy girls was new to them and it was if they were using observation as a learning tool to gain working knowledge of the game plan.

"Can I feel Chad's wiener," Crystal asked innocently.

"Yes, Crystal as much and for as long as you want. Just take a chair and sit next to him and his legs better be spread wide apart now. You just reach over and grab. It's all yours." Natalie responded giving Chad a 'did you hear me' look as she completed the direction.

His legs were not spread, but it was more of an oversight on his part, than a flagrant violation of the exposure rules. He immediately opened to a forty five degree position exhibiting a semi-erect rod. As the little girl's hand encompassed it, it rose to full extension. Crystal giggled. "I like feeling their boy parts."

"Good, Baby, you'll have a lot to like for the next couple of days. Won't you? And, you will have your brothers' penises to play with when you're at home from now on. Won't that be fun?" Natalie half encouraged the young girl but purposely intended the remark to unsettle her brothers. Even Steven had a frightened look in his eyes at the thought.

"Will we have to be naked in front of her friends?" Steven asked innocently.

"Yes, Steven, and they get to feel any part of you whenever they want. And they can tell you or Doug what to do with it and you have to do it. Not, only do you have to do it in front of their friends, but you have to be naked in front of your friends too. Other boys can give orders and you have to follow them too." Jessica said in a condescending tone. Steven began to cry at the thought conjured by the rough delivery of the message.

Natalie reentered throwing a plastic wrapped object to her daughter as she spoke. It was the Penis Perforator. While she opened the plastic, Steven continued his conversation with her.

"I don't want to be naked in front of my friends."

"But Steven it's such a cute little penis. And just look at that tight little sack under it. Come here, Honey, let Aunt Natalie make it feel better." Natalie teased. The boy approached and she draped him over her lap spreading his legs. She reached down and began stroking his little boy parts. The penis which had gone flaccid between his entrance and his current position began to reharden under the gentle handling of the woman's touch. Eduardo watched with a look of jealousy as if it was his pleasure spot being used by another boy.

"Doug, do you need to be put on the board or will you take this like a man and just stand there while I put this on you?" Jessica asked.

The boy who was now at full extension stood near the table. "You can inspect it. Just don't hurt it. You don't need to put that on it. Please, Jessica, I was only asking questions."

"Do you need to be strapped to the board or will you be able to stand there and take what's coming?" The dominant girl repeated the options.

"Please, don't do that to me. I won't give you a hard time. I'll be good."

"Do you need to be strapped to the board or will you be able to stand there and take it like a man? I'm not going to repeat myself again. If you don't answer we'll all go watch you get it while you're attached to the spanking board. Your choice."

"I won't….."

"That's it. Come on kids he's going to the board," Natalie saved her daughter the trouble. She grabbed the twelve year old by the arm and jerked him toward the office. Empathetically the naked boys followed behind the eager and giggling little girls. They had no idea what was about to happen, but they did know Doug was again about to have a hurtin' put on his boy thing and that made for a good show. "You stand here while we get the straps on you."

"Please Mrs. Andrews, please." Tears were rolling down the boys face as he anticipated the coming punishment.

Once he was in place facing out, his penis was flaccid in anticipation of the punishment. "Eduardo get over there and start licking Doug's penis." The eight year old was hesitant. To date he had had others do such things to him, but he was never required to do it to others. "Eduardo, get over there and get that dick in your mouth now or else you'll get punished too." Slowly, the little boy approached the pubescent sized penis, dropped to his knees and stuck the tip of his tongue out. "Get your tongue out all of it. Start by licking his dick head and then lick his nut sack. Get at it, now!" Jessica ordered. Afraid to hesitate further the boy actively engaged the boy's glans and as the penis flopped around in response to the tongue. "Do his nut sack!" Sticking his tongue out further he lapped it across Doug's scrotum. At this point Doug's penis was just about poking the young boy in the eye. "Now put the whole penis in your mouth and suck it until I tell you to stop." Hesitantly, the little boy opened his mouth and engulfed the large erect penis. Once it was inside, Eduardo acclimated to the situation and naturally began moving his lips up and down the shaft. "Okay, that's enough you can stop." Quickly the boy disengaged the penis and returned to his seat. Jessica slid a wrap around the erect penis. It looked a lot like the splint used on Doug the previous afternoon. As she put it around his penis he yelled "ooooowwwwwwwww" as the pin heads inside scraped his skin during the application.

Natalie eye's lit up when the boy screamed. She looked up from the direction sheet which accompanied the toy. "Okay, Jessica, it recommends you push it back to the furthest part of the shaft first and then repeat until the entire penis is perforated.

Once in place Jessica took the air tube and blew into it. Slowly the Perforator inflated and Doug cringed as the pin heads began to pierce the skin covering his erect penis. "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, please no more. Ow, Jessica, ow, ow, ow." The girl kept inflating the tool and the pin heads dug into the penis about a quarter of an inch all the way around. Once fully inflated, air was released and the inflated object became limp. Freeing some of the pins still impaling the boy's penis she pulled it forward.

"Jessica, it says for maximum pain to make sure the glans is fully covered."

She slid if forward another half inch just to make sure it was covered and she began to blow into the inflator tube. Slowly the pins were again driven into the penis. The more forward into virgin flesh and those further back adding additional perforations to the shaft which had already been perforated. The boy screamed and begged for mercy. His cries and begging was interrupted when Natalie slammed a plastic container on the table. Jessica released the air pressure and again pulled on the deflated plastic causing those pin heads still embedded in the flesh to scratch and tear it a little as she removed the device. Uncovering the container she took a plastic knife and began spreading the green paste on his penis. The pepper paste caused unbearable burning pain to his phallus. Tears and screaming were incessant. Even the onlookers had a mixture of awe and fright in their eyes.

"Please take it off! Take it off! It hurts! It burns! Pleeeeeaaaaazzz stop!" Doug pleaded between his sobs and tears. "oooooooo, Please stop."

"Make sure you get it covered top and bottom. Make darn sure his pee hole and glans are covered well. Be sure to coat the bottom of that glans well." Natalie coached.

The boy continued to sob, plead, and scream.

"Okay, that's pretty good, huh."

"Yeah, put some on his balls too. I don't know if it'll add to it, but what the hell."

Compliantly the girl did the boy's scrotum with the paste. He continued to scream in burning, stinging pain.

"Okay, leave him like that for a half hour. Come on kids, let's go eat breakfast."

As they walked down the hallway they could hear the continued screams of the boy strapped to the board. It was pretty apparent his penis was on fire by the sound of his voice. As the pepper compound stayed in place, his penis eventually got too numb to feel the stinging and the screams subsided.

After breakfast the group returned to see a sobbing twelve year old with tears streaming down his cheeks. Jessica walked over and took the boy's penis in her hand and examined the damage.

"Geezzz Mom, it doesn't look too bad. It isn't swollen or anything." She reported.

"Well, let me see," Natalie gently rolled the penis side to side as she examined it. "Well, now that makes this a pretty good tool. Jessica you need to wash your hands before you get that stuff in your eyes or on a scrape. It will sting very badly if you do." Then she turned to Doug. "I'm going to let you come off the board, but you may not wash the pepper paste off until we tell you you can. Understand, Doug? If you do, we're going to see what happens when we put some of that stuff on your little butt hole. I mean it if you wash it off before we tell you, you will wish to hell you didn't."

"Yes, ma'am. Please let me down." Doug was pouting and his words were separated by sniffling as he desperately tried to regain some semblance of teen dignity.

"Already I like the change in your demeanor. You even said, 'Please'. Remember whenever you disobey something bad will happen." Natalie completed the sermon as she freed the boy's wrists and ankles. He had red and sore eyes from crying and continued to suck in the snot from his nose as he walked away from the board.

As the boys were again gathered outside by the pool, Jessica relented and gave Doug permission to rinse the jalapeno paste off his penis and testicles with the hose used to rinse the pool deck. The cool water was soothing to the boy as his face turned to an expression of relief.

"Miss Jessica, Miss Jessica!" Little Carmella tried to get the young teens attention.

"What's the matter, Honey?" She bent to make eye contact with the distraught little girl.

"Eduardo wouldn't let me hold his thing when he peed. He told me to get away and leave him alone."

"He did, did he? What did you do?"

"I told him I was going to tell on him. He should let me hold it when he pees, if I want. Can't I hold it?"

"Well, I think he should have let you. Let's go and talk with your mother about it and see what she says."

Jessica took the six year old's hand and they walked toward the house. Approaching the back door they entered the kitchen where Maria was busy preparing lunch.

"Maria, I think Carmella has something she wants to tell you." Jessica announced the intent of the visit.

"Eduardo wouldn't let me hold his thing when he peed. I wanted to and he pushed me away and said, 'Leave me alone'." The little one had already mastered the pathetic look and could make it happen on demand when the situation needed emphasis.

"He wouldn't let you hold his peepee?" Maria sought clarification.

"Yes, and he pushed me away."

"What do you think we should do about that?" the mother asked.

"Spank him!" the little one demanded.

"You think I should spank him?"

"Yes!"

"I have a better idea", Jessica offered. "Why don't we spread his legs apart and coat his little butt hole with some of the jalapeno paste. If it doesn't hurt him, we can always use it as a lubricant and shove it all the way up and in. I would like to see if will make him uncomfortable."

"You think it would make him hurt?" the mother questioned. "If he doesn't hurt, he won't understand not to do it again."

"Oh he'll hurt. I'll make sure. Maria, you of all people should know peppers when you eat them, they burn twice." The arrogant teen replied.

"Can Carmella do some of it? I think she'd gain some self confidence if she could make him hurt. If the jalapeno paste doesn't hurt enough, please let Carmella squeeze his bag." Maria suggested.

"We can do that. I may let her do that even if the jalapeno paste doesn't hurt him much. If we hurt him badly enough he'll get the message. Why don't you take a break and supervise the punishment?"

Wiping her hands on the apron, she untied it and put it on a chair and left with the two girls. As they approached the pool Eduardo cast a glance in their direction and had the idea the jig was up, but continued to play in an effort to camouflage his concern.

"Eduardo, did Carmella want to point your peepee while you peed?" the mother asked the boy.

"Yes"

"You didn't let her hold it while you peed."

"No, Mamma." His eyes were cast downward in keeping with the cultural responses to parental chastisement.

"Come over here, Eduardo. You other boys get over here now." Maria beckoned.

Scott and Chad responded quickly knowing full well the mild mannered housekeeper had carte blanche over punishment just as any other female and she could, from Scott's testimony, inflict welts on boys backsides 'that didn't heal for days'. She did prefer to discipline with the cane when she had spanked him and she did like the convenience of the board.

"Eduardo lay down here. Chad take his leg and pull it out that way. Scott take the other leg and pull it over there." The boy was stretched wide and had the appearance of a wishbone being stretched to the maximum. You new boys, each of you grab an arm." The little brown body was now spread eagle. His little nut sack had relaxed in the morning sun, but his rod began to stiffen at the vulnerability of his body. Again, the plastic container made its appearance. Eduardo was clueless as to the contents, but he did remember Doug's screams, but he had been pierced by the pins in the Penis Perforator, and it wasn't anywhere to be seen. "Chad and Scott spread his legs further. Keep stretching until he screams." The boys complied and the eight year old shouted under the pain as if he were about to become disjointed at the hip. His mother scooped out some of the contents of the container with her index and middle finger and rubbed it on his well exposed anus. Immediately the boy screamed as the tender membrane began to send the message of pain and burning to his brain. "Carmella, baby, come here. Take your fingers and push some of this inside him. Just push hard right here and it will go in." Accommodating her mother she applied the pressure and soon found her fingers gaining access to her brother's inner sanctum. As he fingers pushed more pepper paste further in to the mucous membranes of his anal area the stinging increased in intensity and the boy attempted to wrestle his way free.

Jessica warned the others, "If he gets free from your hold, you will get the Perforator Paddle and the penis clamp on the spanking board. After the spanking you will get your asses coated with the pepper juice, so you better keep him still."

The young child writhed and cried desperately with the pain. He didn't beg though, perhaps he felt it was futile. His sister removed her fingers momentarily only to get a glob of the paste from its plastic container and shove it up his butt. Tears were flowing profusely and he was bawling badly.

"Carmella."

"Si, Mamma."

"Put some in his pee hole on his peepee. Push it in. She did so and surprisingly heard another scream. The tender urethral opening was stinging without being punctured first. The little boy was burning from both sides, and loudly sobbing."

Jessica added direction. "Okay, Carmella, squeeze his little marbles. These, right here." She grabbed the scrotum and stretched it to reveal the outline of its contents. The two little fingers squeezed first on the left side. She aggressively pinched like a child squeezing a grape. The boys who were still pinning him to the ground were shaken by a sudden drive to attempt freeing himself and at the same time had to divert their eyes from the punishment his sister was putting on him. Tickled by the results her pinching got the little one delighted in her power to hurt her big brother. She took the right testicle and repeated the squeeze. Again there was a thrust and sudden scream. "Puta"

"Eduardo, what did you say to your sister?" Maria asked.

"Nada" was the boys crying response.

"You said, 'puta', I heard." His mother replied. "Didn't you?"

The little boy still reverting to his native tongue responded quietly, "Si".

"Chad, come here." Maria commanded.

Knowing better than to ignore the directive he approached the very angry Hispanic mother. Taking the pepper paste she coated his penis. He felt discomfort as it was applied to his glans, but it was bearable. "Eduardo, you suck this off Chad's peepee and don't stop until I say."

Crying and devastated by the pain of the punishment he'd received the little boy knelt in front of Chad and began taking little nips at his erect pepper covered penis. With each peck the penis bobbed side to side.

"Put it in your mouth, Eduardo. All of it." The angry mother shouted. The quantity of the pepper paste made it more unbearable than either the boy or his mother would have predicted. Eduardo removed his lips from around the penis long enough to spit. "I said, put it in your mouth and don't you take your mouth off until I tell you." Unable to contest the order the boy complied. Tears still streaming he held Chad's penis, the entire length, in his mouth. The combination of the boy's saliva and the pepper paste made the effect on Chad's penis much more noticeable and he wasn't sure he could bear much more the stinging.

With tears Chad implored, "It's starting to burn my wiener, Maria. It hurts." Suddenly his frightened commentary resulted in a solid and sharp slap to his bare ass with the housekeeper's strong hand. It left a pink hand print. It hurt bad enough to cause Chad's eyes to water.

"You do as I say and don't you complain. Stand there and let Eduardo suck on your peepee. No more talking."

There he stood. His dick being pumped by a sucking eight year old and his stinging backside added to the confusion of pain and pleasure. It was apparent both his dick and Eduardo's mouth were numbed by the pepper as they no longer felt the edge of sharp pain.

After the punishment, Maria instructed her son, "For three days, you will call your sister anytime you pee. She will point, pull and hold your peepee while you do. You will let her shake drops off, too. Do you understand?" Head cast downward the little boy nodded affirmatively. "If you forget, you will be punished on the spanking board and then you will get this too. I mean it Eduardo. You do whatever Carmella wants." Finally the tear filled eyes looked up at the assembled audience.

Andrea, Kathy, and Crystal were watching from a vantage point beside Jessica. "I want to make them do that sometime." Kathy mumbled as she acknowledged the rest of the male audience.

"Me, too. That was awesome." Andrea concurred. Jessica just smiled.

"Chad, come over here and let me pull on your wiener," Crystal demanded. Slowly the boy approached thrusting his pelvis forward so the girl could easily latch on to his erect penis. She immediately grabbed the penis with a death grip and sharply yanked it forward causing Chad to grunt in the abruptness of the event. "I'm wanting to put those little pin pricks in this real soon. I'm just looking for a reason why?" Again, she yanked it sharply. "Did you hear me?"

"Yeah, I heard you, but I have to do something wrong first, and you won't be able to catch me doing that."

"I want you to go suck on Doug's wiener until he does that little dance and shoots that white stuff. Go on, do it to him." Then turning she warned the intended victim, "Doug you better let him do it or I'll get to hurt both of you."

"That's queer. I'm not going to suck his dick." Chad protested the orders of his much younger mistress. "You want to see him squirt, you can rub it or tell him to rub it himself."

"Chaaaadddd, if you don't I get to put that pin thing on your dick and then put that green stuff on. Do you want me to make yours hurt? I will. I want to. I'm going to get a pin and stick it in your bag too so it stings there too."

"Crystal, don't argue. Just tell him again and if he doesn't we'll get started on him. I want to see what will happen too." Andrea suggested. "And, Chad when the white stiff comes out I want you to swallow it and then lick off the tip of Doug's wiener."

"That gross, Andrea. Get your brother to do it, 'cause I'm not going to."

"Jessica! Jessica! Chad needs to be punished. He won't do what Crystal and I told him to do." Andrea beckoned her older sister.

"Is that true, Chad?" Jessica turned her attention to the belligerent boy.

"Yeah, well they wanted me to suck him off, swallow his stuff, and then lick the tip of his dick after he shoots."

"Then maybe you should have done it." She then turned to the girls, "And, what did you want to do to him for punishment?"

"First we wanted to put that thing you blow in on his wiener. You know the one with all the pins in it. Then we wanted to hit his bag with that paddle with the pins on it until it bleeds. And then we wanted to put the green stuff on all of it."

"Okay girls then that's what we shall do. I also want you to smear the jalapeno paste around his butt hole. In fact, I want you to keep putting it on his butt hole all day-every hour." She instructed the younger children. "Let's get started. Crystal, pull his dick real hard all the way to the spanking board."

"Hey, Jessica, I'll suck Doug's dick, but I won't swallow his load or lick it." Chad made an attempt to negotiate his situation.

"You'll get the dick and ball treatment, the ass hole treatment, and you will also suck off Doug and suck the cum from his dick. In other words, you're going to get it all. And if you don't I'll turn you over to my mother for further punishment."

"Shit, Chad, why didn't you just do it. You knew they would punish you if you didn't." Scott added his emotional support for the boy who was just short of being a family member.

"I'm just sick of this shit. What they want me to do is worse than the punishment. That's why, Scott." Chad shouted angrily toward his cohort.

Suddenly a hand grabbed his penis and pulled it hard causing him to follow. Naked boys and joyous girls moved as a group, boys wincing and curious and girls gleeful and anxious. Entering the room the older girl slammed the angry and somewhat frightened boy against the board, this time facing outward. At least his glans was spared the painful clamp Andrea enjoyed applying. His wrists, ankles and waist were secured to the board leaving him spread eagle. His penis was still erect as a result of Crystal's handling of it. Jessica produced the same appliance used only a half hour earlier on Doug and fitted carefully around his shaft. "Okay, Crystal, it's all ready. Just blow into the tube and when it inflates it will pierce his wiener in at least thirty places."

Happily the little girl began inflating the wrap. As it puffed out the pins began to pierce Chad's penis causing him to yell. "oouuucccch, ouuuccch, ouuuchh".

"Blow it harder, Crystal. Make it dig in as deep as you can." Jessica coached.

The little girl continued to inflate the vinyl appliance. Deeper and deeper the tacks pierced the boy's penis.

"Okay, now quickly before all the air gets out pull it hard toward the tip. Make sure it scratches him good, Crystal."

Suddenly, the tack points were scratching the surface of his shaft and the then the glans. The pain was like the stings of hundreds of hornets. "Now, blow it up again, and then for good measure squeeze it so it makes really deep holes on that mushroom part." The little girl still smiling went at the task in earnest. His dick stung badly. While it was inflated, Crystal grabbed the appliance and squeezed it hard driving the points of the tacks deep into the boy's glans. They penetrated so deeply Chad could feel the pins almost meeting as they penetrated the full girth of his penis. The girl then grabbed the edge and pulled the wrap forward without inflating it causing a tearing of the skin on the more forward part of his penis and the glans. When it was removed it was apparent she'd done a sufficient job by the blood trickling from the tiny wounds.

"Okay, Andrea, see that long flat package on Dad's desk?" Jessica pointed. "Get it and unwrap it." As the package was torn apart it revealed a long thin wooden board. It appeared made out of quarter inch plywood. It was finished with a gloss varnish on one side with tack points showing through the other side. It was like a three inch wide, two foot long piece of carpeting tack strip only thicker and with a slightly indented handle. "Ooouccchh", Andrea had touched the business end inadvertently. "Those little things hurt."

"Okay, Andrea, I'm going to hold his wiener up while you slap that paddle on his balls. Give him a good one so we don't have to do it again." Jessica grabbed the blood dabbed glans and pulled it upward. Andrea took careful aim and slammed the business end of the paddle into Chad's testicles. The tacks pierced his scrotum and suck his tender testicles causing an excruciating scream from the boy. Jessica beamed at the sight of his agony. "Now, Crystal, put the pepper stuff all over his wiener and balls."

As the child applied the poultice, the burning pain was immediate and intense to Chad's lacerated groin. "Owwww, Owww, Owwww, get it off, get it off! Please Jessica make her stop."

"Keep putting that stuff on, Crystal." Then turning her attention to Chad she said, "Now, you will listen when they tell you to do something."

"What's going on here?" Natalie entered the room to see her naked boys and clothed girls gathered around the restrained Chad. "Ooooo, Chad, what did you do for them to do that to you?"

"It's not what he did, Mom, it's what he didn't do. Crystal told him to suck on Doug and then clean the tip of his thing with his mouth and Chad refused. The girls wanted to use the dick thing on his penis and Andrea wanted to hit his testicles with that Perforator Paddle. Now we're rubbing his boy things with the pepper stuff."

"Oh, Chad, when will you learn?" The maternal figure moaned in false empathy. "Girls, don't forget to do his hole too." With that he felt a little hand behind his balls as two fingers covered in pepper paste were shoved into his anus. It got hot immediately, but was nowhere as intense as his genital area. It was the sharpest burning sensation Chad had ever experienced and yet all he could do was cry.

"Let's leave him on the board for awhile and go play. We'll come back and get you, Chad, in a half hour or so." Soon the room was empty as the boys were taken outside for more fun and games with the little girls.

Later That Day

"Oh, Chad, Mrs. Andrews told me about your behavior today. Let me see your penis." Reaching down Rita rolled her son's phallus between her thumb and palm looking for any signs of the perforations caused by the tacks in the Penis Perforator. "I can't see anything here. Did it hurt?"

"Well, Duh. Of course, it hurt."

"Don't get smart with me young man. I'll use that new paddle on your backside and you won't be sitting for days."

"Well, geeeezzzz, Mom you ask a question like that, what did you think I'd say?"

"Why'd they do this?"

"Because they wanted me to suck Doug's wiener until he shot his wad and then they told me I had to swallow what came out and then lick off the tip. I told them I would suck it, but wouldn't do the rest of that stuff." Once again the boy began to tear up and his voice cracked as he went on. "So they decided to do that pin thing on me dick and balls and then put that green stuff on them. It stung bad, Mom. Please let me go home. Aunt Joann can watch me while you are working. Please, Mom."

"Chad it's times like these when I think you need to be disciplined. If you don't do what is expected of you, how can I count on you doing what Aunt Joann tells you?"

"Mom, she'll take a belt to my bare butt. You know she will. I'll mind her."

In an attempt to change the subject, Rita asked, "What happened after they let you off the board?"

"Mrs. Andrews made me suck Doug's dick and then she made me swallow all the stuff that came out when he shot. She held my head so I couldn't pull my mouth away. He started shooting over and over again. I could feel it and then I could taste it, Mom." Reminiscing the boy began to cry. "She made me swallow that stuff, Mom. These people are sick. Please let me go home."

"If I let you go home and stay with Aunt Joann, you will have to be naked the whole time. You will have to let her do whatever she wants to you, show you to whomever she wants, and take you naked wherever she wants. She will have full permission to whip you with a belt or whatever else she thinks she needs. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Mom, yes! I'll mind her and she can feel me up all she wants. Please let me go home."

"I'll make you a deal. You sit on that punishment stool they made for a half hour at poolside so the others and I can see how it works and I'll call Joann to come and get you. But I want to see you ride that peg and sit with those tacks puncturing you ass for a half hour."

"If I do it, you'll let me go?"

"Yes, Chad, but remember you will still be required to be naked and you will also have to do whatever Aunt Joann tells you."

"Deal. Get the chair and I'll sit on it."

Seating for One

"Your mother has told me she wants to send you to live with your aunt the rest of the summer. I sure hope you will come back and visit us." Natalie was somewhat perturbed the boy with the well hung penis was being sent to live elsewhere.

"Yeah, well, I just wanted to be closer to my friends. I haven't seen or played with them in almost two months now and I miss them." Chad tried to disarm her obvious dissatisfaction with a pseudo lie.

"Well, as I understand it, they'll really get to play with you as your Aunt Joann will keep you completely naked all the time. And, you know that's in the city, small yards, close neighbors and such. It isn't like the privacy our home has for you. I just wish you'd reconsider and finish the summer with us. The girls so wanted more time to toy with you boy parts."

Chad thinking that was part of the problem was diplomatic. "Maybe my Mom will bring me back to visit and then they can play with it."

"Well, tonight is your last night. Your mother said that you agreed to try our new punishment chair before you left. You realized it's going to really hurt and you will have to stay on it while we watch its effects on you, don't you?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Okay Chad, it is my intention for you to be seated in the dining room on the chair for thirty minutes before we eat, during dinner and for thirty minutes after dinner. Maria will be helping us by trying a new pepper concoction- habanera pepper sauce. It is much more powerful that jalapeno peppers and will burn until it turns you parts numb. That will be applied after you get off the chair. You sure you won't change your mind and stay? We wouldn't make you follow through with the chair, at least, yet!"

"No Ma'am, I really do want to go home. I'll put up with whatever tonight."

That evening Chad was told to shower for supper. Rita, told her son to go to the dining room at 5:00 sharp as dinner was to begin at 5:45. He was to show up with a clean anus and genitalia as these were the areas of his body which would be compromised. As he entered the dining room all of the children were dressed in formal attire-even Eduardo and Scott were dressed neatly. The chairs were situated facing a wooden stool. It was almost like a watch at an execution as the nude boy entered the room. Not wanting to compromise his good fortune of leaving he walked without trying to cover himself.

"Jessica, please begin." Natalie instructed her daughter. The girl produced a cane. Chad looked quizzically at the situation.

"I thought I was going to sit on the chair?"

Jessica replied, "You are, but first we want your little butt tenderized. I'm going to put eight welts on that behind of yours before we seat you, so you need to bend over the table and get ready for it."

"Mom, this wasn't a part of the deal. You said just try the chair. You didn't say anything about Jessica getting to whip me."

"Well, I want you to do whatever. After all this is the last night they'll get to see you. Let's make is special for them. You'll heal." Rita encouraged.

"This isn't right, Mom."

"Well, right or not, it's going to happen. Now, bend over the table so she can start. Or should we clamp you to the spanking board upstairs?"

In order to save the torturous clamps on his penis, he slowly bent over the table. Mr. Andrews then held his upper body from across the table so he couldn't move. Jessica took her place as the younger children cringed. There was a loud swoooossssh and a stinging pain erupted across Chad's cheeks. He clinched his teeth and closed his eyes firmly in response to the pain. He then heard Jessica's voice whisper "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10" with a smooth tempo. Then a swoossssssh and again a burning stinging pain occurred. Chad responded with an "ooooooooooooooo" as tears trickled down his cheeks. Again, Jessica counted her slow tempo from one to ten. Another whistling sound and again the cane connected leaving a welt which was much darker on his right cheek than his left. Tiny droplets of blood emerged. The girl continued her tempo count. Again, the cane hit, this time below the cheeks where they connected to his legs. "Pllllleeeeazzzzzz stop, I'll stay. Don't hit me again." The boy cried in agony and pleaded for the caning to stop.

"I'm sorry Chad the decision was made and you will finish the caning and go home tomorrow. Joann's too excited to change the rules now." Rita replied.

Swwwoooossssh, sllllllaaaaappp. Again the cane hit leaving its telltale mark. The boy wiggled in order to free himself, but Mr. Andrews was too powerful.

"Pleeeeeezzzzzz, I'll stay." The boy begged through the bawling.

"No, you're going home." Mr. Andrews tried to use a consoling tone.

Swwwooosossshhhhh, slllllaaaapp. Another sharp pain with still another stripe. Chad responded with an intense moving and wiggling action, but to no avail. As Jessica counted her tempo, he could hear Andrea begging to participate.

"I want to hit him too, Mom. How come only Jessica gets to hit him?"

"Andrea, you wait your turn. You'll get a chance to help with this too.

Swwwwwoooossssshhhh, slllllllaaaaapappp! Chad's bottom was so numb the pain wasn't as sharp as the prior stripes.

"Okay Chad last one," his mother tried to console him also. Swwwwwoooooossssshhhh, sllllllllaaaaapppp. Another blow landed on his now 'tenderized' backside. Mr. Andrews let him up, but only temporarily. Mr. Andrews took a seat and grabbed the crying youth. Sitting him on one of his knees facing the crowd he pulled him backward securing his arms. Chad was submissive not even able to consider what was happening to him.

Mrs. Andrews turned to her son and said, "Scott take him by his ankles." Reaching around the chair he grabbed Chad's ankles and bent his legs back at the knees, forcing his penis and testicles to prominence. Mr. Andrews, then spoke, "Okay Andrea your turn." Maria handed the little girl a spatula from the kitchen. "You know where to hit him. Give him three on those little boy parts now, and then let Carmella have a chance."

They younger child approached her victim, raised the spatula and brought it down squarely on his exposed scrotum. He felt the edge of the implement barely scratch his erect shaft on its way. He wiggled from the pain so much Scott lost his grip on one of the boy's ankles. Rita grabbed the loose leg and helped hold him for the next blow. This one landed flatly on his pee hole pushing the glans down on the shaft. It hurt but not like the blow to his testicles. Again the girl took careful aim and bounced the spatula off his penis. "Now, give it Carmella."

The little Hispanic girl got a look of satisfaction on her face. Her eyes twinkled as she took the spatula. The force behind her first assault was nowhere near that of Andrea. Then hanging her tongue out the side of her mouth she came in on a side assault hitting his penis firmly and with greater force as it bounced sideways as it recoiled from the slap. It was painful. Even more so than Andrea's head shot. Chad screamed in pain. Again, she wound up and again came at his groin from the side. This time the metal object connected with his scrotum forcing his balls to recoil. His scream was high pitched and definitely amplified the pain of the experience.

"Now, it's chair time." Natalie approached the boy with a jar of petroleum jelly. Taking a dab on her combined middle and index finger she coated Chad's anus as her husband continued to hold him. Chad was crying so much he couldn't begin to comprehend what she was doing. She then coated the four inch length of one inch diameter dowel rod on the chair. Maria began liberally spreading the pepper paste over the tacks. The seat surrounding the dowel was generously covered in three quarter inch long tacks. Scott tried to count them, but got lost in his count after forty three.

Mr. Andrews picked him up and held him over the peg. "Now, Chad, if you don't wiggle it will be a lot less problem for you. I'm going to lower you on to the peg. You will feel it go into your butt hole, just relax and let it slide it. It will hurt a little bit, but if you wiggle it will hurt a lot." Slowly he lowered the boy onto the peg. His wife and the boy's mother kept his legs extended and apart so he could be accurately lowered. Even though Mr. Andrews continued to lower the boy's body, his mass paused momentarily until the peg penetrated him. Then with a loud groan the child settled onto the seat, only to scream as the tack points pierced his flesh and the pepper began further irritation. Andrea forced his scrotum and penis down on the tacks in the front. She pushed so hard the points were actually piercing his testicles through the scrotum. The pain was excruciating. Chad momentarily passed out. When he awoke he was being removed by Mr. Andrews. He could hear Mrs. Andrews.

"Well, we know it works. Maybe we shouldn't use the cane before hand, huh?"

Rita actually began to question her maternal connections. How could she have allowed this to happen to her son. Anyway, he'd be safely out of this house and home with his Aunt Joann tomorrow. He made it.

In the morning, the boy's naked bottom and scrotum were sore. His balls hurt everytime he moved. He didn't want to get out of his bed. Rita out of guilt entered his room and rolled him over to doctor his backside. Slowly she adusted his scrotum so she could doctor it too from between his legs. The little punctures had scabbed over, but the remnants of the caning remained prominent. As she rubbed the cooling lotion on his bottom, he began to cry. "I hate you. How could you let them do that to me? I hate this place."

"I know Honey, but I had to let them do that so you could get out of here."

"No, Mom, you didn't have to let them do that. You could have made them stop, but you didn't."

"Chad, I'm sick about what I didn't do, but I promise I'll never put you in this situation again." She continued to gently rub the lotion into his backside and eventually his scrotum. "Aunt Joann will be here to pick you up in an hour."

"Good, I just want to get out of here."

"Chad, you know, you have to stay naked the rest of the summer. Even Aunt Joann will not allow you to dress in anything at all. You know that don't you?"

"I don't care, I just want to leave. These people are sick."

"You know Aunt Joann has a cane too. She will use it if she has to."

"She won't have to. I'll be good for her."

"Okay, I plan to finish out the next two weeks, then I'll come and take you home for good."

Joann picked up Chad and took him home. She did make sure he understood she had a cane and would use it. She also spent hours rubbing the boy's backside and boy parts with lotions to help him recuperate. Three days after his arrival the delivery truck stopped at the door and his aunt took possession of a large box. As she opened it in front of Chad, he couldn't help but notice labels on its contents- Penis Perforator, Perforator Paddle, Perforator Time-out Stool.