The Control Testimonials Part 1
by Steam Train

copyright 2007 by Steam Train, all rights reserved 
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Part: 1

Dr. Milos Learner rubbed his face and stretched his tired
body, then placed his spectacles back on his face and read
the typed cover note that lay on his desk before him. His
domestic slaves Tam and Cloud had correlated the various
sections of the First Annual Report on Taking Back Control
that it had fallen to him to submit to Mary Dewars-Shelley
the current Secretary for Homeland Security due to his
current position as Acting Chairman of the National
Supervising Committee of 'Taking Back Control'.

He read the cover letter.


Mrs. Mary Dewars-Shelley,
Secretary, 
Department of Homeland Security.


Dear Madam Secretary,

As required by the Taking Back Control amendments to the
Federal Juvenile Deterrence Act I have on behalf of the
National Supervising Committee of Taking Back Control much
pleasure in submitting the First Annual Report onTaking Back
Control.


Sincerely,
Dr. Milos Learner,
Acting Chairman, 
National Supervising Committee of 'Taking Back Control'


Short and to the point, just like he liked documents to be.
He signed his name then placed the covering letter on top of
the pile of documents his slaves had correlated that
constituted the master copy of the report. Only one pile of
documents remained for him to check through. Appendix Three,
the Feedback Reports.

Dr Learner looked at his watch, sighed and began to read.

Appendix Three consisted of a selection of feedback reports
completed by juveniles from across the nation selected to
highlight the various experiences juveniles had experienced
in the last year since Taking Back Control had been
introduced. It was getting late but this was perhaps the
most interesting part of the report. He read ………………….


APPENDIX THREE: FEEDBACK REPORTS

Taking Back Control was not designed to be something to be
feared, it was developed as a sign of love and caring for
our juvenile population for and by officials, parents and
guardians. They did not want our juveniles to come to any
harm by ensuring that they experience tight control both at
home and at school which is important in instilling the fear
of servitude in any free citizen. Too many people think that
servitude can't happen to them and yet it often does with
catastrophic consequences for the individual concerned,
their family and their friends. 

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


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NAME: Giavana Tominsoli

AGE: 12

LOCATION: Fingers, Polk County.

OCCUPATION: 7th Grade Student

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: It's the
best thing ever!

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING BACK
CONTROL: My two brothers, Roberto aged 13 and Angelo aged 11
were real brats to me, always teasing me, mimicking what I
said, being as rude as they could get away with, until that
is, taking back control was introduced.

On that day my mum and dad decided that in our household
there would be different rules for juvenile females, (me)
and juvenile males (my brothers). Mum said girls need a
degree of modesty and privacy and should be shown more
respect by boys, whereas boys have excessive modesty, do not
need as much privacy as girls and do not show enough respect
to females. So mum and dad decided that there was no better
way for my brothers to learn to show respect to me than by
being taken back under control and made nude at all times
within our house.

When the moment of truth arrived for my brothers and they
had just their briefs left on, I was holding my breath,
waiting to see if mom and dad would really make my brothers
strip totally naked!

I didn't have long to wait for the answer, I still remember
vividly the scene as mum ordered, "Well, what are you
waiting for boys? Get those underpants off, now!"

"Get moving boys" dad said as he snapped the family
punishment belt he was holding in his hand.

Not wanting to feel the sting of dad's belt my two brothers
quickly had their briefs off and equally as quickly had
their hands covering their not so private, privates!

"Hands away and at your sides, Boys, don't play with
yourselves like that in public" dad chastised waving his
belt at my brothers in a threatening manner.

"You heard your father," mum said.

As they moved their hands to their sides, I couldn't believe
the sight before my eyes or how red with embarrassment my
brother's faces were. This was just so good after all their
years of tormenting me, their utter embarrassment and
humiliation caused me to giggle but neither mum or dad
chastised me.

Roberto was 13 years old and stood about five feet three
inches tall, with brown, shaggy, hair and cobalt blue eyes,
he was as you would expect, much bigger in the genital
department than my younger brother Angelo who was about four
feet eight tall and like his brother had shaggy brown hair
and those same cobalt blue eyes that all three of us share. 

Angelo's little penis still hid his tiny scrotum so well
that I had to look hard to see his ball sack but this was
not so with Roberto. His much longer thin penis hid little
of his own much larger plump scrotum, which hung down giving
me a good view. Angelo's genitals were totally hairless
which was not a surprise as he was only 11 years old but the
big surprise to me was that Roberto who is 13 years old was
also totally hairless!.

I was really surprised at this revelation because I am
younger than him by a little over a year, yet my own breasts
have started growing and I have some hair down below. Am I
ever glad that mum and dad decided that as a girl I needed
to keep a degree of modesty and privacy as it would have
embarrassed me no end for anyone to have seen me naked. Of
course seeing my brothers in that state was another matter
all together.


NAME: Robert Freshman

AGE: 17

LOCATION: Centra, Pierce County

OCCUPATION: 12th Grade Student

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: It sucks!

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING BACK
CONTROL: 

At my high school teachers were authorised once Taking Back
Control started to sentence a student to a period of nude
time if their behaviour so warranted it. If you resisted the
summons you risked suspension from school and all sporting
functions. 

Now I am one of my schools leading football jocks and the
last thing that I would want to happen to me would be to
miss a game due to suspension. The coach had already
threatened to drop any student from the team for the rest of
the season if they got themselves suspended.

I am well built, a muscular 6' 2" and weighing 250lbs with
curly black hair on my head and thick covering of body hair.
My class mates and fellow football jocks often used to
torment me in good natured jests by calling me,
'Testosterob' I'm that mature!

Soon after 'Taking Back Control' came into force I made the
mistake of muttering a crude joke about our maths teacher,
Miss Madison to my buddies who were sitting near me up the
back of the class. The joke triggered a loud guffaw from a
number of them.

"What was that, Mr. Freshman?" Miss Madison asked sharply.
"I'm sure you'd like to share your joke with the rest of the
class." 

In short order I was forced to repeat my joke to Miss
Madison under threat of suspension. The outcome was an order
to strip naked in front of my 12th grade maths class.

Muttering curses at Miss Madison under my breath I took my
shirt off and made a self-conscious show of flexing my very
hairy muscular pecs, grinning at the girls in the class as I
did so.

"Don't dawdle, Mr. Freshman," Miss Madison ordered. She'd
been leaning on me all term, but until 'Taking Back Control'
came around she had little alternative other than suspension
that she could threaten me with. I knew she was frustrated
by my attitude because I was pretty bright, but I was also
certain that my future lay on the gridiron field, so I did
only enough to get by in her class.

As slow as I was going eventually I had removed my shoes and
socks and unfastened my belt and slide my jeans down, and
off. Again at this point I hesitated. I could feel the eager
eyes of all my class mates, male and female staring at my
boxer shorts.

"He doesn't look all that impressive, not much of a bulge
there" I heard Patti Luscombe whisper to Jamie-Lee Priestly.

"Boxers off" Miss Madison ordered, she was at her most
implacable. "Before I count three." 

Turning scarlet, I shoved my boxers down and cupped my hands
over my groin. 

Miss Madison grabbed a ruler and rapped my knuckles,
reluctantly forcing me to exposed myself. 

There was a hushed silence in the class room, as if they
were all holding their breath. My secret was revealed. I'm a
big, hairy, macho jock but have a cock that is thick but
only erects to 3 ½ inches. When it is flacid it is nothing
more than an embarrissing 1 inch knob. 

Standing naked in front of the whole class my cock had
become totally erect and had an embarrissing drop of pre-cum
seeping from my piss slit, but as hard as I was, my cock
head hardly even emerged out of the forest of it's hairy
pubic surrounds.

As I stood there humiliated, I saw the looks on the faces of
my fellow students, they all looked like they were about to
burst out laughing at me, but trying not to do so. They were
obviously pleased with what my embarrising and humiliating
punishment had revealed about me. My days as the class jock
ended there and then, the revelation that I had a baby sized
cock had left me floundering in shame and humiliation. Miss
Madison had certainly taken back control!


NAME: Reverend Mathias Shaw-Davis

AGE: 41

LOCATION: West Eastbrook, Tallahatchie County

OCCUPATION: Rector, West Eastbrook Episcopal Church

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: The Bible
tells us that God made us in his image and likeness. If this
is so, why should any of us be so modest about showing the
world what god gave us?" 

When you are still a juvenile, young and impressionable and
capable of being molded to achieve the best social and moral
behaviour there is no good reason! Adult citizenship however
comes with the burdens of responsibility that set us free
citizens apart from those in servitude, and there is a need
to clearly differentiate the status between the free citizen
and the slave. One of the ways that clear differentiation is
achieved is through the wearing of clothes. A slave has no
need of modesty, they are there to serve their masters and
the wearing of a slave collar, their symbol of slave status
is all they need to wear. They have no need of any modesty.
A free citizen in their adult years however needs to wear
clothes to symbolize that they are free and responsible
citizens. Our adult modesty is therefore the result of us
being free citizens. Our juveniles should not be forced into
such adult behaviour before it is required.

Just as we relieve those sentenced to slavery of the burdens
of responsibility and the need to wear clothing as a symbol
of that responsibility, so should we ensure that all the
juveniles under our Christian care don't develop a false
modesty based on adult behaviour but instead, experience
life as God created us all, naked and in his image
throughout their juvenile years.

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING BACK
CONTROL: Modesty before it's time is detrimental to the
juvenile and I found as both pastor and parent that 'Taking
Back Control' has banished the false modesty of my own
children and the juveniles of our community as well as
leading to better behaved and compliant individuals. My wife
and I enthusiastically adopted all of the concepts that make
up 'Taking Back Control'. As a parent, rector and community
leader I firmly believe that 'Taking Back Control' is not an
invitation to sin or morally reprehensible as I have heard
some misguided individuals assert.


NAME: Phillip Romero

AGE: 15

LOCATION: Texas, San Pedro County.

OCCUPATION: Student – Home Schooled

WHAT IS YOUR ASSESSMENT OF TAKING BACK CONTROL: It has
changed my life and specifically my relationship with my
mother. Since taking back Control mum treats me like a
little boy again and if I object she throws the fact that I
am a little boy right back at me. "Just look at yourself"
she often says.

You see even though I'm 15 I'm a short 4 ' 8 ", skinny, and
weigh in at 79 pounds. In the genital department, soft I'm
only 1.5" and hard I'm almost 3" and about as big around as
a wiener uncooked. I don't have any pubic hair or any precum
yet.

TELL US ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL EXPERIENCE WITH TAKING BACK
CONTROL: I was almost 15 at the time Taking Back Control
came into force. My dad is dead and I live with my mum. She
had not seen me naked since I was like 10 years old but that
all changed once mum leant about Taking Back Control. She
made me undress in front of her despite my protests that I
was now a high school student. 

Down to my briefs I pleaded one more time that I was a
teenager not a little boy and should at least be allowed to
keep wearing my briefs. 

Mum was getting impatient with my stubborn attitude I could
tell and when I refused again her request to remove my
briefs, mum made the move and after a frantic struggle she
managed to strip my briefs from me.

Blushing profusely from being naked in front of mum, I tried
to cover up but mum grabbed my arms and held them away from
my body, causing mum to utter a gasp of surprise. 

Then she burst out laughing at what we saw. The small size
of my uncut cock and his balls and the fact that I was still
totally hairless!

"Well, well," mum said, "High school student or not, it sure
looks to me like you're a little boy".

Mum was obviously surprised at my lack of development and
insisted that I had to get a physical (first time for that)
but my regular doctor was on holidays so Mom set me up with
an appointment with his colleague a lady doctor. I was
embarrassed about this fact but she was a doctor so what
could I do about it; mum was insisting I go get a physical
to check out my late development.

I went for the physical and well I guess u know what they do
at one of those, talk about embarrassed, to have her take
off my briefs was bad enough but to do it in front of her
nurse and Mom was worse. I mean no one except mum the day
before when she took back control had seen me naked since I
was 10 like. Being a late developer like I was, it was
really horrible and the doctor, the nurse and mom all talked
about me being so small and late.

The doctor not only felt my balls which I found out is
normal but she measured them and my dick also. She measured
me both ways, soft and hard, then she pulled back my skin a
lot of times, I mean a lot of times but when she did it she
didn't do it at all like anyone one would normally have done
it. She jerked it back as fast and as hard as she could the
first couple times, i just stood there taking it but after
about 10 times I told her she was doing it too hard and
rough and that I was starting to hurt. That's when she said
to mum it shouldn't hurt at all and kept doing it. Soon it
got really sore and turned real red and kinda swelled up
even that's when she showed Mom how red it was and how
swollen.

The doctor said that as I started puberty it would only get
worse as I got bigger, that it wouldn't slide back as easy
and that I might have to be circumcised if that happened. 

Mom jumped on that comment real fast and they started
talking about me getting cut and stuff. The doctor was
saying how fortunate it was that I was a late developer as
it made circumcision much easier for me than most 15 year
old boys who's penis's were much larger. At first I was glad
the doctor was leaving me alone even though i was still
naked and all because at least she wasn't pulling my skin
back and stuff, making it hurt anymore.

Then I realized that they were really seriously talking
about doing it to me and that day!!!!!!!  So I tried to tell
Mom that it didn't hurt to do it when I did it cause Dad had
shown me how to pull my skin back and stuff and it didn't
hurt doing it just as long as I didn't do it as fast as the
doctor had done it and that i could pull it all the way back
even.

I mean all the way back till u couldn't pull it anymore
cause u was at the end of the skin. I even tried to show
them but Mom just kept telling me to be quiet and let her
and the doctor talk she even threatened me with a spanking
if I didn't shut up.

Moms big, tall and strong; so yea she still does spank me
some!

Next thing I know is the doctor is telling me to go home,
get some rest and to take 2 showers before coming back that
evening at 6. 

Well Mom took me home, made me take these pills that was
supposed to make me sleep so I'd rest but I never went to
sleep, I couldn't, I was to scared, nervous and upset. I
mean it was all like a bad dream it couldn't be for real!!
But at about 4 Mom came in and told me to go take my showers
so I did. I jerked off a couple times, u know kinda last
times feeling my skin.

When I got out I was crying and told Mom I wasn't going
back, that I didn't want to be cut and so I wouldn't go. Mom
then talked to me a lot telling me how the doctor had been
nice enough to see me for my physical working me in to her
busy appointment schedule as our own doctor was away and how
she had made all kinda special arrangements for that evening
keeping her nurses after hours and changing all their plans
just so they could help me. Well all kinda crap anyways and
how I should at least go and talk to her about how I felt
and give her the chance to explain why she thought I should
have it done and if I didn't want it still, well we could
just come home. So after all that I said ok and Mom drove me
back over to the doctors surgery again.

It seemed like it took forever to get there but then it
seemed like it was only seconds also. As soon as I walked in
the waiting room door I was jumped by 2 nurses and they
dragged me into this room and picked me up and put me onto
this bed thing and strapped me down to it. I couldn't move
at all, I was screaming, yelling to let me go, begging Mom
to help me but she didn't do anything, she just told me to
calm down, that it was going to be alright.

I knew it was all over then, that I had no choice and all I
could think of was wishing I had never come back and how I
could get away or die, I wanted to die so badly!

The nurses undid the top strap and pulled off my shirt. I
might of been able to have fought off one nurse but with my
legs strapped down and 2 nurses, I couldn't stop them, then
they restrapped my chest down and undid my legs. I tried to
kick and stuff but it didn't work, they still grabbed one
leg a peace and well I was naked in just seconds it seemed.

Want to know what was really bad and made me hate it even
more?

They shaved me even though I had no hairs. One nurse said
she had to be certain, that sometimes there was some light
short ones u couldn't see so well.

I was begging like I said for them not to cut me. I promised
Mom I'd do anything she wanted if she would just make them
stop and not do it. I begged the nurses and Doctor too, I
promised I'd do anything for them even, just please not to
do it to me and every time they would tell me that I needed
to calm down and how happy I'd be when I wouldn't have that
nasty skin anymore or how happy I'd be to look like all my
friends or how happy I'd be not to have to wash under that
dirty stinky skin and how the girls would like my new dick
even more!!!

Yea truly, she really said that!

Then the doctor came over and she put this cream all around
the base of my dick where my pubes would have been if I'd
had any and even between my dick and balls and back to my
bum crack. She rubbed it on there then she waited a few
minutes to let it numb me some before she gave me he shots
to really numb me up. She said that doing it that way, the
shots wouldn't hurt any.

I was still trying to wiggle out and get away and well this
cause my dick and balls to wiggle a lot also and they kinda
laughed at it dancing about, then she put in the shots. Of
course I was real still then, I mean with shots going in
around your dick u don't move, believe me! The doctor put
one on each side of my dick then one right above it and then
just like she did the cream she put one between my dick and
balls and then finally she skinned back my skin and put the
last shot right into the bottom side of my head, the
frenulum. Talk about hurt man, that shot felt like a
lightening bolt was going through my head. 

I screamed and jerked and tried to get away but of course I
couldn't move at all just my dick jerked a lot really. The
doctor told me she was sorry about the pain, that she
thought that the cream and the other shots would have made
it numb enough not to hurt by then, but man was she wrong,
it hurt really bad!

Anyhow the doctor waited awhile for the shots to take effect
then she put this screen across my tummy so I couldn't see
her do the cutting. She said it was best I didn't see that!

After a couple minutes she asked if I could feel anything, I
told her I could feel something like some one pulling on my
dick kinda, she said ok and well I knew then it was all over
that I was cut and that was it!

From time I got there to time we left was like 2 hours but I
had to stay after I was cut for an hour to make sure I was
ok and that there was no bleeding and stuff. The stuff they
did to me before the doctor actually did cut me must have
taken like 30 minutes and 15 minutes for the actual shots to
take effect. I cried the whole time I was waiting and well
they all yelled at me for it, telling me how stupid I was
for crying, that I should be happy not sad and stuff.

After I got home the shots stopped working and man that was
when the nightmare of pain started!!!! I was in so much pain
for the first 3 days I couldn't sleep, sit, walk nothing!
Any movement at all was like someone rubbing my head with
extremely rough sand paper. I hurt constantly then after
like 3 days I was so tired from no sleep and well it didn't
hurt quiet as bad I started to sleep, but as soon as I'd go
to sleep, I'd wake up cause I'd let go of the sheet and it
would fall on my dick and rub it or worse I'd roll over onto
my tummy and man that was so painful!

For weeks it hurt. Sometimes I'd go into the bathroom just
to take it out so nothing would touch it to make it hurt but
even then if air was to say blow across it, it would burn
like hell.

After about 4 weeks it got so that I could walk ok for
awhile anyways if I had to walk a lot well it would still
make my dick sore and hurt it then but just around the house
wasn't to bad.

Then Mom told me to get ready to go back to swimming. I
didn't really think to much about it, I mean my dick was
still a little swollen and bruised. I put my suit on at home
and man!! Talk about being different!! You could see the
outline of my cut dick like i was completely naked but, well
painted blue. You could see exactly where it stopped, you
could see the ridge you could see even the slit some, so
there was no question that I was cut and just how big around
and long I was. Before it kinda showed how thick I was but
with my skin you really couldn't see how long I was. 

Now everyone could see I was real small!

None of this would have happened if it had not been for
'Taking Back Control'


End Part: 1