Richard in a Foreign Land
by Masked Man

Copyright 2004 by Masked Man, all rights reserved.

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  It contains
depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are
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Editor's note: English is not Masked Man's native language. 
To retain the flavor of his style and avoid possibly
changing any of his meaning, it is being presented here as
originally submitted, unaltered.  I believe that despite the
non-standard syntax, readers will encounter little, if any,
difficulty in comprehension.         

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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."