Child Control Movement - Prologue
By Yiru
yiru@hotmail.co.uk
Copyright 2018 by Yiru, all rights reserved
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
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Prologue
Britain’s Child Control Movement
C.C.M Authorization
The
Prime Minister sat at his desk rubbing his forehead. His head already
ached
from the argument he had been having with the London’s Head of
Education for
the last hour. The ageing man groaned and sat back in his chair after
listening
to more of his ridiculous scheme.
“This
kind of thing goes through parliament first, not to me directly,” he
repeated
for what felt like the hundredth time, “It’s not within my right to
authorise
such a controversial act without letting the political parties have a
say,” he
now rubbed his eyes and groaned before continuing.
“With
something this major we have to let the people decide if they want this
for
their children,” he stared at the man opposite him, not too old but
balding
despite that, “This is a democracy after all.”
The
Prime Minister respected his decision not to wear a wig, “Now you know
full
well this kind of idea will never pass considering the risks it poses.”
“I
know what you’re referring too,” the man nodded, he was in a much
better mood
that the Prime Minister and was actually excited, “But consider it a
calculated
risk for their future as good and honest citizens.”
“Edward
you’re talking about stripping the countries children in hopes they
behave and
you’ve given me no theories on how this could work,” the Prime Minister
told
the enthusiastic man, “And how can you guarantee that they won’t just
be
abducted when some sick bastard sees a naked boy or girl and can’t
resist the
temptation?”
“Children
are becoming more and more out of our control, just look at the Riots
back in
2011,” he was referring to the riots in parts of London that resulted
after the
fatal shooting of a young coloured man, “The whole world was watching
as we
basically lost control of our children or watched them be easily led by
immature adult instigators, well I want the world to know we can
control our
children and that we’re prepared to go the extra mile in doing so.”
“Now
not every child was out committing crimes during those nights,” the
Prime
Minster retorted; “We still have many good children and let me remind
you that
Scotland stopped people rioting before it even began!”
“They’re
a part of England, and the UK at large, so they’ll follow the law
regardless,”
Edward explained, “My theory is if we enforce dominance over our
children, with
the forced nudity being a symbol of absolute adult control, we'll nip
any
potential instigators in the bud and control children already deemed as
troublemakers.”
“So
you’re saying that even good children will be forced to endure the same
treatment as the delinquents?”
“Oh
no, of course not,” Edward assured him, raising his hand, “The only
thing in
their lives that will change is that they will not be allowed to wear
clothes
at all until they turn twenty-one.”
“What
about rain or snow, we can’t have them going out naked during that
time?” the
Prime Minister reminded Edward, “England, let alone London, isn’t
famous for
being sunny.”
“One
thing at a time Prime Minister,” he was told, “Children here are
resilient, a
little cold won't kill them.”
“Well
what will happen to the bad children?”
“I'm
glad you asked,” Edward told the Prime Minister, “What I have planned
is much like
tagging but instead of being imprisoned at home they can still go out
but
police officers, shop keepers and teachers will be given access to a
device
that will shock the child when pointed at their collar.”
“And
do we have this technology?” Edward nodded and the Prime Minister found
his
interest piqued, “I’d very much like to see it in action.”
“I
thought as much,” Edward stood up, “I have brought along a test
subject, his
name is Alan, he agreed to help test the collar under realistic
circumstances for
you today.”
“Realistic
circumstances,” The Prime Minister sounded interested, “You mean he’s
naked
right now?”
“Yes,
he’s right outside, naked as the day he was born and wearing the collar
I paid
to have developed,” Edward turned his head and shouted to the door for
his test
subject to enter, “Believe me Prime Minister despite his appearance it
was
entirely his idea to help test this.”
A
boy walked into the office, he looked to be about twelve the Prime
Minister
thought, and he was completely naked. In his mouth was a red ball gag
which
surprised him a little. Alan blushed when he saw Edward and the Prime
Minister
staring at him but Edward paid no attention to his embarrassment
although the
Prime Minister couldn’t help but stare at the boys erect penis.
“That’s
quite the erection he has, do you enjoy being naked son?” the Prime
Minister
asked and the boy shrugged.
“I
gave him a Viagra pill,” Edward explained with a chuckle, “I have the
parents
consent to do this, so I stripped him and made him have an erection for
the
meeting,” Edward smiled at the Prime Minister, “I was hoping it would
become
mandatory for boys to have boners when they go out should you approve
my
request, it’s a pleasing sight am, I right?”
“I’m
not offended by the sight of a naked boy, I spent a lot of time naked
when I was
his age swimming or at the beach,” the Prime Minister admitted, “Naked
little
girls won't offend me in the slightest either.”
“I’m
glad you like the idea,” Edward bowed his head slightly in thanks,
“Alan's a
very smart and attractive boy,” Edward took a hold of the boys erect
penis and
pulled him forward by it. The boy grunted at the sudden treatment but
was
otherwise in Edward's complete control.
“Be
a good boy Alan,” Edward said to his subject, stroking the boy’s shaft
for a
second. The Prime Minister couldn’t believe what he was seeing, knowing
full
well he should be calling the police but the older man found himself
unable to
ruin this moment.
He
wondered how Edward managed to get a bound, naked boy into his home in
the
first place. The boy’s arms were fastened behind his back by what
looked to be
lightweight handcuffs so that he couldn't cover himself and the ball
gag added
a whole new layer of humiliation. It seemed he was truly demonstrating
the
amount of control Edward wanted the parents to have over misbehaving
children.
“Okay
Prime Minister,” Edward broke the Prime Minister's train of thought, “I
have a
remote here so you can do the honours, don’t worry it’s quite safe and
the
electrical charge will not hurt him greatly.”
The
Prime Minister eyed the red button on the wireless remote; he pointed
it at the
boy and pressed the button, nothing happened, so he pressed it again.
Alan
squealed in fright before going stiff and falling forward into the arms
of Edward
who had been waiting.
“I
see,” the Prime Minister noted, “Quite effective,” Edward nodded, he
was
stroking his subjects flat, hairless chest gently as the boy whimpered
at
having lost his ability to move. His muscles had begun to spasm under
the electrical
current and the Prime Minister wondered if that would be a problem.
“He
isn’t going to defecate is he?” Edward laughed and shook his head and
the Prime
Minister smiled at the blushing boy, “Alright, so how long will this
last?”
“Until
I press a button on his collar or you press the button again,” Edward
said,
“I’ll free him for now and remove him from the bondage,” Edward spoke
as he
worked, “Alan's parents already keep him naked at home anyway so that’s
how I
managed to get him stripped so easily.” Edward pressed the button on
the collar
and Edward's limbs went limp, “I do expect there to be some bumps and
bruises
when they fall however.”
“Ah
I see,” the Prime Minister looked at Alan as his gag was removed, “Did
it hurt
son?”
“A
little, Prime Minister,” the boy admitted, panting heavily, “Edward,
can I
please-”
“Not
here Alan,” Edward stroked the boy's backside, “When we go back to your
parents
I’m sure they’ll let me do it,” Edward noticed the curious look he was
getting
from his superior, “The Viagra supplement I gave him also makes the boy
a
little excitable, I've been helping to relive him while I tested my
equipment
on him in bondage so Alan just grew to enjoy me touching him.”
“Edward
it seems to me that you share a less than common relationship with your
subject,” the Prime Minister observed with a curious look, “Does he
hurt you at
all son?”
“No
sir,” the boy said with anger evident in his voice, “Edward and I are
friends
he would never hurt me.”
“Does
he touch you in a much more intimate manner?”
Edward
looked at Alan who simply nodded, “He makes me feel good sir, he brings
me to
orgasm when I behave or do well during his tests, my parents know about
all
this though I promise.”
The
Prime Minister smiled, “I see,” he wasn’t about to allow Edward’s idea
to pass
if it gave Paedophiles access to naked children though he saw no harm
in
allowing sexual pleasure to become a reward. He decided to offer a few
ideas of
his own.
“Edward
I like your idea,” he admitted to the man, “And you’ll have my backing
if you
agree to my conditions.”
“What
are they Prime Minister?” Edward asked with a smile.
“I
want every child fitted with a micro chip,” he offered, indicating to
his
wrist, “So that if a child goes missing we can save the poor bugger,”
he got up
and approached Alan, “Those that wish to touch bad children may touch
them, boy
or girl, and in any way that they desire be it a spanking, light
petting or
even bringing them to orgasm,” the Prime Minister got on his knees to
the side
of Alan.
“Any
good child who is not collared can also be touched if they allow it, it
would
be idiotic to strip children and not expect them to explore one
another,” he
reached out and grasped the young boy's penis in his hand. Alan didn't
resist.
“If
bad children behave for their stint then the collar and the bondage is
removed,” he continued to explain as he jacked the boy off gently.
Edward only
sat and watched. Alan began to shudder as the pleasure from the older
man's
touch began to boil into an orgasm.
Alan
spurted several streams of cum onto the floor and fell forward, being
caught by
Edward. “We’ll also relax the laws on Paedophilia so that good children
can be
given orgasms by teachers or family members as rewards,” the Prime
Minister
stood and looked at Edward as he held onto the little boy, “Is that
satisfactory?”
“It’s
how I wanted it sir,” Edward admitted as he stroked his subjects bare
ass
cheeks and the boy seemed to love the contact, “So I have your backing?”
“Yes
Edward,” the Prime Minister said, “You have my backing...”
(End of File)