The Control Testimonials Part 2
by Steam Train

copyright 2006 by Steam Train, all rights reserved
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Part: 2

APPENDIX THREE: FEEDBACK REPORTS (Continued)

Below is a selection of comments from various persons about their involvement in 'Taking Back Control'.

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NAME: Lindsay Johnson

AGE: 12

LOCATION: West Cove, Adams County

OCCUPATION: 7th Grade Student, Junior Vice President West Cove Middle School, Student Council.

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: I think the program is immoral. It lowers free citizens to the status of a slave and everyone knows a slave has no rights, whereas, as a free citizen I do. They should make it illegal, as it humiliates a free citizen before their slaves. I have to walk around home totally naked in front of the domestic slaves and in public as if I am a slave.

As well all the boys at school now gawk at me. I used to be one of the most popular girls in the school let alone my grade but 'Taking Back Control' forced me to reveal that I was not as developed as I had been making out and now all the boys who used to chase after me just laugh at my exposed little girl light brown nipples which rest upon a pathetic tiny swell of breast and my totally undeveloped groin where my hairless and ever so slightly pronounced slit is exposed for everyone to gawk at!

Taking Back Control is totally humiliating and degrading and against God's word.

Until Adam's county decided on their absurd female ordinance I had thought that Taking Back Control was the 'best'. All the boys in school having to strip to their school issued white briefs which provided little privacy or even better if they got into trouble, flimsy white jock straps or even total nudity, their pathetic boy parts exposed for all to see.

As one of the leaders of the student council I had even been in a position of authority to discipline the naughty boys of my school. I really enjoyed this task. It made me feel so powerful and important whilst at the same time putting all the boys in their rightful place as subservient to the female.

All this changed when Adams County Ordinance 11 – 902 came into effect. The Student Council President and close friend Traci Kennedy and I were made a spectacle of in front of the whole school assembly, before any of the other female students were required to strip. To make things worse Traci and I both received a humiliating and very painful spanking from our Vice Principal in front of everyone. I had never been spanked before. I had seen dad and his overseers spank slaves and had enjoyed the slaves' antics as they received their deserved punishment.

I had even spanked my girl servant 'Ditty' at home on numerous occasions when she had not pleased me and I had laughed at Ditty as I watched the little buns of her bottom bounce and redden each time my hand had struck her bottom, but I still couldn't believe that I personally was actually going to get a spanking!

I had listened for years to the squeals of pain from Ditty and other slaves as well as from the free boys we punished at school and had always thought that this sort of punishment was exactly what free boys and slaves deserved.

I had never considered the possibility that one day I might also end up bent over some ones knees receiving a spanking myself! Watching our slaves being spanked, I had often wondered how bad spankings hurt. Ditty always cried like her little bottom was on fire, and continued to cry long after I had finished spanking her. I never dreamed others would ever be in a situation where they would be sitting watching me cry as they enjoyed the spectacle of my own humiliating spanking.

When I got home the afternoon the ordinance came into force, the smirk on the face of Giles the reception slave when I walked in naked, blushing head to toe was matched by every household slave I met on my way upstairs to my room. Even Ditty seemed to act towards me in a slightly different way. Of course she kept her eyes lowered in submission as any slave should do but I am sure the red welts on my tender bottom proclaimed to her as they did to everyone, that I had received a thorough thrashing.

The knowledge that the slaves knew that I too had been punished like them was absolutely humiliating and so affected my own behaviour that I became much more withdrawn and shy. Since that fateful day when I was made naked by Taking Back Control my life has never been the same.

NAME: Hugh Owen Wills

AGE: 13

LOCATION: Lyonsport, Cassidy County

OCCUPATION: 8th Grade student

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: At first it didn't worry me; I'm a bit of an exhibitionist, though right from the beginning I thought T.B.C. was pretty weird. It also helps if you're, well endowed and developed, which I was, so initially it was fun for me, with all the chicks checking me out and all my less endowed friends and school mates bearing the brunt of my teasing about their lack of development and size.

Which ever way my friends parents enacted the T.B.C. guidelines, I found being naked before others ineffective in embarrassing or intimidating me, though my friends who were nearly always naked at home, obviously found their own naked exposure very embarrassing and humiliating, especially when they compared their bodies with mine.

The thing I noticed the first time my best friend, 13 year old Jonathan stood bare chested before me, when I visited his house only a few days after T.B.C. began, was that he had no pit hairs nor any chest hair on his nicely muscled torso. When Jonathan pulled his underpants down I almost gasped out loud in surprise as I got my first look at my best friend's naked penis and balls. His penis was no bigger than those you would find on most 11 year old 6th graders and his balls were equally small. There was no sign of any pubic hair!

My other best friend 13 year old Scott was even more embarrassed when his mother made him strip at the front door the day T.B.C. came into force when I followed him home to work on some homework with him. As soon as he removed his blue silky boxers his hands flew to cover his genitals so fast I barely got a look, but as soon as his mum noticed that he was covering up she ordered as the T.B.C. instructions recommended to parents, "Oh, no you don't Scott; little boys shouldn't be so modest, hands away this instant!"

Blushing with embarrassment Scott did as he was told, but very, very reluctantly.

Scott is a few months older than me but his circumcised penis was much shorter than mine and his balls were way smaller than mine too, though not as small as Jonathan's. His scrotum had begun to show the early signs of puberty and hung down a little, nevertheless they still looked like a little kids balls, not a grown ups like mine. He had only a few tiny pubic hairs, which were barely visible; spread in a thin semi circle over the top of his penis, his scrotum was hairless.

Of my other close friends, 13 year old Barry was the most developed though still nowhere as developed as me. He had a hairless chest, with maybe some muscles already developing and some peach fuss under his arm pits. He had a long skinny penis that erect was about 4 ½ inches. It was circumcised like my friend Scott's but Barry had much more pubic hair and his balls hung down much lower and fuller than Scott's.

My 14 year old 8th grade friend James was taller than me at around five feet seven inches tall. He worked out regularly at a gym and already had a well defined and muscular torso and stomach. But when I first saw him naked all his time and effort at the gym had done nothing to help develop his very small penis. The rest of James' body may have been well developed and muscled, but his penis was nothing more than a small knob that even when fully erect, couldn't have been more than two inches long, even Jonathan's penis was bigger. To make matters worse, James was as hairless as a baby around his pubic area. There was no trace of even the finest peach fuzz on his groin.

I quickly discovered that I had developed a lot earlier than any of my friends and when Cassidy County bought in laws enforcing male juvenile indecent inexposure ordinances that required all boys aged 3 to 15 to be nude at all times I realized that I had developed earlier and much more than any other boy in my grade.

I was really proud of this fact and this lead me to tease a lot of boys in my grade and the lower grades at my middle school about their lack of development compared to my own. This was especially true of any boys who hadn't even started puberty and were still hairless little boys compared to my body which had nearly two inches of course, black pubic hair above the base of my thick 5 ½ inch erect penis. I even had hair on my ball sack which hung down long and low showcasing fully my two plump, mature sized testicles.

At school I began to make comments to those boys less endowered than myself, especially those in the 8th grade with me who were still hairless or had little dicks and tiny balls. I became too cocky and with this attitude I was not as careful as I should have been. My comments were heard by teachers and soon I found myself before the Principal where I was handed a note for my parents outlining my bad behaviour and informing them that the school would be making a disposition to the juvenile court to have me made a NEWDD.

I think the authorities thought that the added punishments associated with being a NEWDD would quite me down, and for a while it did. When I was shaved in the induction room after my sentencing and lost all my body hair, I cried even before I was spanked. When I looked down and watched in shame as my pubes were removed, I can remember thinking that I now looked just like those little boys in my class who until that day I had lauded my developed body over. It soon set in to me as I stood there sobbing that everyone would now really enjoy the fact that without my pubes I looked a bit more like a little kid, though shaving only highlighted the above average size of my dick and balls!

Being the exhibitionist that I was the effect of my shaving soon wore off and though I was now hairless I was again soon boasting about the size of my tackle compared to everyone else's in the middle school. The NEWDD system of juvenile justice is based on the three fold H.E.P. concept (humiliation, embarrassment & pain). The pain was terrible and I hated my sessions at the local community discipline centre. But I suffered little humiliation and embarrassment except for the hours spent at the discipline centre. This must have been noticed by my NEWDD supervisor because only days before my sentence as a NEWDD was to expire I was bought back before the juvenile court and ordered to undergo a new medical examination and a course of injections that the judge said would calm me down and make me a more modest boy.

I didn't understand the smirks on the faces of the court officials or the judge when he ordered this medical treatment. I didn't really want to take a medication that could alter my behaviour, but as a NEWDD I had no choice but to obey. I feared that the injection would make me drowsy or interfere with my sporting and academic abilities. I even expressed these concerns to my parents and the doctor who thoroughly examined me again before the first injection, measuring everything on my body including my erect and flaccid penis sizes. I could see he was impressed with my man sized shaft and balls.

My parents ignored my pleas and the doctor informed me that he could guarantee that the side effects I feared would not happen. He too had a suppressed smile on his face as he told me this! All this smirking by the officials was making me nervous but I was unable to determine what they were all finding so amusing.

The actual injection of what the doctor called Maxregressa- Medroxyprogesterone-Acetate into my buttock was painless. I had a course of three injections over three consecutive days and then the doctor informed me I only need one injection a month from that day onwards till the court ordered the treatment stopped.

For the first 3 or 4 days after my last injection I noticed no changes, I felt the same and continued to torment the hairless and the tiny ones at school. I did it as much to prove to myself that their stupid injection had failed as I did for the fun and enjoyment I got out of their humiliated looks and reactions.

For some weeks no one had make me keep my pubes shaved and I was only too happy to let it grow back and look the total man again. By the time of my injections my pubic hair had growing back looking even thicker than it had looked before it was shaved off.

It was when I awoke on the fifth day and staggered into my bathroom for my morning ablutions that I noticed that my thick black patches of pit hair had all but disappeared, that my pubic hair had thinned considerably, loose hairs falling out of my boxer pants that I had slept in and my morning hard on looked considerably less impressive than I remembered. In panic I went to my desk and grabbed a ruler.

Sure enough my 5 ½ inch erect penis was no more. That morning my erect cock rose to just a little over 4 inches and my pubic bush was more like one inch of thinner, silky hair above the base of my shrunken penis. Flaccid my loss of size was not so noticeable and the public, especially the kids at school did not at first notice my shrunken size though I think a few took a second look at my much thinner pubes and my lack of pit hair and began to wonder.

Each morning as I woke on the 6th and 7th days I discovered to my horror that my pubes had thinned even more till there was almost none and my penis had shrunk back to 3 inches then 2 inches so that by the morning of the 8th day, a week after my last injection I was totally mortified when I discovered that like my friend James, my penis was now nothing more than a tiny knob even smaller than James' pathetic specimen.

All that was left now of my once magnificent male organs was a penis with a little head that barely popped out of my groin. There was no shaft at all. I had measured my penis in the past and I knew its old measurements. 3 ¾ inches soft and 5 ½ inches erect. Now as I measured it again, my new little penis head just stuck straight out and measured only ½ of an inch flaccid and to add to my total humiliation I no longer had any pubic hair, not even a smattering of peach fuzz.

Suddenly I had the urge to see how long my baby dick was hard, but at first I had no idea how to now get it hard, as I no had a visible shaft to move up and down like I had done when I masturbated. I had to develop a new method that morning of masturbating, I lowered my hand and with two fingers began rubbing the head of my penis and slowly I began to erect.

When my penis was rock hard I measured it!

1 ¼ inches, that was all it now could reach fully erect!

At that moment I felt the last vestiges of my manhood go down the drain and I knew that once word spread, that I had now regressed to having a hairless dick the size of a 6 year old, I would be the laughing stock of the school and my town!

Like all the hairless little boys I had enjoyed tormenting, the juvenile court had regressed my body by chemical castration back to that of a prepubescent little boy!

I later learnt that the substance they had injected into me, MMA had been developed from Medroxyprogesterone Acetate or Depo-Provera as it was commonly known before the great crash. MMA enabled slave owners to medically castrate their slaves when a castrated slave was required for work around females, children and families. Permanent castration could cause the loss of value in a slave, especially if later duties required a non castrated function. MMA enabled owners to easily return a slave to normal sexual function if they so choose, by simply suspending the monthly injection by the slave vet.

At school people laughed and bullied me about the change in my body. Shame and humiliation were now an everyday occurrence for me. I no longer wanted to be an exhibitionist and flout my naked body. Now I was ashamed of it, but the juvenile judge said that he would probably keep me on the injections for a couple of years till I was 15 ½, so that I really learnt my lesson!

The judge had certainly taken back control of my life!

NAME: Benjamin Hugo Page Biliton.

AGE: 15

LOCATION: Piedmont, Clarion County.

OCCUPATION: High School Sophomore

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: I am too old to be humiliated and punished like some little boy. It is so degrading to be stripped naked and all your secrets exposed. I felt like I was a slave not a free citizen.

Taking Back Control was something that was only supposed to happen in non public places. I don't call my class room a non public place yet the TBC rules say that being stripped in class is ok! The same thing applies to the Clarion County Discipline Centre. If your parents haul you in there for some serious discipline time, you are deemed to be in a non public area, yet there is always an audience awaiting your naked humiliation, gawking at parts of your body that should remain private.

As soon as my little brother Charles's hairless penis hit the fresh air of our lounge room, it erected to its skinny two and a-half inches of full glory, revealing Charles small balls that his penis usually hid. Jeremy's bobbing three and three quarter inch erection soon gave Charles boner, company. Jeremy's penis was not only longer than our younger brother's, but thicker, and topped by a sparse patch of thin pubic hair. His balls were considerably larger than Charles's as well. I was surprised by Jeremy's obvious sexual development, I had not started puberty till I was 14 years old and well into my first year at high school as a freshman and presuming Jeremy was following a similar course had often since he was 12 years old tormented him about not having any pubic hair, based as it was on my own secret lack of development.

My first naked humiliation did not occur at home but in the classroom at school. I and two other boys plus one girl failed to do homework that had been set. In the past this would have been no big deal but under TBC the teacher hauled us up in front of the class and ordered us all to "Strip".

The remainder of the class emitted an audible gasp when the implications of our teachers order set in.

When the four of us hesitated in beginning to strip off, our teacher demanded, "every stitch off of you four, this instant. And if you're not fast enough, you're going to be on stage in front of a whole school assembly receiving a bare naked spanking."

Before long, four very embarrassed, very red faced teenagers stood naked before our class and our teacher.

The naked girl with me was Heather Chapman. Her tits were much smaller exposed than I expected, and one of the girls in my class who inspected Heather's bra whilst it was discarded said that it was padded. Almost the instant that she was exposed, whether due to excitement or shame, Heather's nipples erected, making them stand out from their dark areolas.

Heathers groin was very hairy and on seeing this, our teacher to Heather horror stated, "Nice girls always shave to look lady like" I need two volunteers from the class to help shave Heather so she looks like a nice girl'.

Hands shot up everywhere in the class begging to be chosen, I even wished I was not standing naked with her as I, like my classmates would have loved nothing more than the opportunity to shave Heather bald. Our teacher was well prepared for this and had a mustache clipper on hand which was soon buzzing as the two chosen students, the first a girl ran the clipper through Heather's right bush fully exposing all her girl secrets and then the second a boy did the same on the left side.

Within minutes everyone in the class could see everything of Heather's most private parts much more clearly now she was hairless like a little girl.

The first of the boys standing with me was 15 year old Tommy Edwards, who like me was standing in front of our class as naked as the day he was born. Tommy was quickly turning redder and redder with shame; he obviously couldn't bear having our whole class see him naked. I was equally as red faced and shamed!

"Boy's put your hands on top of your head," ordered our teacher.

Tommy's arm pits were exposed and enabled everyone to see his thick patches of dark pit hairs. Down below his circumcised slender penis exposed for the first time in public soon reacted exuberantly and began to erect. As Tommy's penis stretched perceptively to its full glory it exposed his hairless pink, wrinkled scrotum which contained his sperm filled testicles. Above his erect penis Tommy had a patch about two inches thick of dark brown pubes.

The other boy naked with me was Brady Michaels. Like Tommy and me, he too had a boner. I couldn't help but notice that while somewhat bigger than my own, Brady's genitals were smaller than Tommy's and topped by only a one inch patch of dark blond pubes. Under his arms however there were only a few short hard to see blond hairs growing.

My own boner highlighted my own underdeveloped genitals which were topped by a very small lightly haired pubic area. My genitals which unlike my brother Jeremy's, had not started to develop till I was 14 ½ years old, had at 15 years of age thankfully grown a little and now consisted of a penis a little under four inches long when erect which nestled over my hairless small scrotum, which had began growing and was no longer totally hidden by my penis. With my hands on my head, my arm pits revealed nothing but a faint hint of peach fuzz.

Like Heather before us our teacher called for volunteers and soon Tommy, Brady and I were as hairless as Heather. I guess our humiliation punishment worked because I never missed another homework assignment nor did Heather, Tommy or Brady.

Just as bad as my experience at school, was my experience at home. The reaction of my father when I handed him the letter the school had given me reporting that my teacher had 'Taken Back Control' was far worse than I expected. As I said, dad had exempted me from 'Taking Back Control' because of my age, but upon reading the letter he ordered me to strip, just like my teacher had done.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed my two younger brothers with smirks now on their faces as I was forced to undress in front of them and my father. You could have fried an egg on my face! I was a very modest sort of guy and when I hesitated dad said, "Hurry up son and strip, or I will have your brothers help you do it!"

"Totally naked?" I asked stupidly.

"Totally." Dad replied in a no nonsense tone whilst I heard a snicker from my youngest brother, Charles.

After taking a quick glance at my two brothers who were still smirking at me, I did as dad ordered and began unbuttoning my white and blue striped, short sleeved oxford shirt. When I took the shirt off dad asked Jeremy to take it and I then sat down to take off my shoes next, then my socks, trying to put off the inevitable as long as I could. All I had to do was think about being naked and my penis again began to rise to the occasion just like in class.

"Pants," dad ordered when I'd finished taking my shoes and socks off. Standing up again, I fumbled with my belt, got it open, undid the button, ran my zipper down. I was blushing scarlet from head to toe as I bent to slide my jeans down, trying not to look at dad or my brothers, My brother took my jeans when I steped out of them and put them with my shirt.

All I had left on were my underpants. I turned my back on dad, but this wasn't much help, as it gave my brothers a better view of my front and dad a good look at my butt. As I lowered my underpants, I straightened, my penis sticking out and up at 45 degrees, erect in all of it's near four inch glory , bobbing up and down with my movement.

"Wow …. I thought you'd be bigger and hairier" my brother Jeremy blurted out.

I burned red. "Oh, I'm bigger than you and I was shaved at school today" I replied.

"Only just bigger" my father commented before Jeremy could respond. It was true, Jeremy was three and three quarter inches erect and I was just short of four and Jeremy's balls were already bigger than mine. "And I suspect son, looking at the shave line on your skin that your groin was no more hairy than Jeremy's is now, before you were shaven". In this dad was correct as well. I blushed even more profusely, confirming without words the truth of the statement.

"I do not like receiving notes about my childrens misbehaviour from school and If you are going to act like a little boy in class then I think I should keep you looking like one. In truth Ben, I can now see that you are barely more than a little boy anyway, so I have decided that I will have your two brothers, take turns in shaving your meagre pubic fuzz at least twice a week until the end of the school year, then I will review your behaviour" dad informed me.

My brothers had a lot of fun after that keeping me shaved. I had frequently teased Jeremy about not having pubes, pretending that I had plenty. The truth was now revealed that at 15 years of age I had only just begun to grow my own and had never had any myself most of the time I had tormented him. Now that Jeremy had actually begun growing his own pubic hair, it was doubly fun for him in particular to keep me bald.

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