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OVERDRAWN - ALL TIED UP [ part 5 ] While Heather and Diana were getting special treatment, the rest of the family was taken away to separate locations. Dan found himself thrown over Tanya’s shoulder, who carried the 11-year-old easily. Slung over her shoulder, Dan’s head bounced around the middle of Tanya’s back and she had her arms around his bare legs to control him. When he squirmed, she said, “You want to go back to the bottom of the pool, little boy?” With a whimper, he stopped fighting against her and allowed himself to be carried across the open field from the pool to one of the buildings. He was immensely afraid of what Tanya might do to him, but the pool frightened him even more. Tanya took Dan into her bungalow, a.k.a. Dan’s slave quarters, where his mistress would toy with him as she desired. Dan was an excellent swimmer and well muscled for a boy his age. Tanya was an athlete herself. Her well muscled body was firmly sculpted and well toned. She was a demanding and powerful sexual partner for any man, but for Dan, she was simply overpowering. The blond towered over the young boy, easily intimidating him into behaving. She set him down so that he was standing on the coffee table centered in the sitting area of her bungalow. The rest of the family had been stripped in front of everyone. Dan alone had retained his swimsuit, but that was soon to change. The table, 1 ½ feet wide and 5 feet long, would serve as Dan’s training and performance area for now. The young boy stood waiting, too afraid to do anything, his only movement was to tremble in fear. It didn’t help any that Tanya took her time, knowing that the anticipation was eating at Dan. But, she knew that whatever he was anticipating was probably not as bad as what she had planned for him. The woman appraised the boy’s body. His chest was broad and strong, tapering to a narrow waist. The wet swimsuit clung to him tightly, showing the small bulge of his immature cock. His legs were strong and solid. She walked behind him. He stayed facing the door, too afraid to move, and totally unaware that her eyes were on his ass. It was a well-rounded ass that filled the tight suit well. She wanted to touch it, but that would come later. Finished with her inspection, she moved back in front of him. First, she pulled a collar from her pocket. Dan swallowed hard as he saw what she had in her hand. “Uh uh,” he said, shaking his head. “Don’t put it on me.” His voice turned pleading. “Please, don’t.” He didn’t dare move to stop her and she placed the collar around his neck, totally uncaring about the distress this was causing him. She fastened it tightly and stepped back. Tanya pulled the remote control from her pocket and looked into his frightened eyes. “Do everything I tell you and I won’t have to use this. If you so much as hesitate, I’ll push his button and let you scream like a little girl. Do you understand me?” Dan nodded and then found his voice, “Yes, m-ma’am,” he said. “Say yes, mistress,” she corrected him. “Yes, mistress.” “Now, you need to understand that I don’t care what you want or think anymore. I’ll do whatever I want and you’ll do everything I tell you to do. Don’t speak unless I ask you a question. Don’t beg. Don’t do anything I didn’t tell you to do. When I say do something, do it. Don’t hesitate. Don’t ask why. Don’t try to talk your way out of it. Just do it. Do you understand me?” “Yes, mistress.” “Good. Now, I like looking at little boys in their tight swimsuits. Do you know why?” she asked him, wanting to humiliate him. “No, mistress,” said Dan. “Oh, I think you do,” said Tanya. Her eyes went distinctly to his crotch and she stared, noticing that his cock twitched against the tight fabric. She ran her eyes back up to his face and said, “Tell me what I like about little boys in tight swimsuits.” Dan blushed for her, just like she wanted. He shifted his weight nervously as he faced a mental dilemma. He felt like he was completely on display, which he was. He knew she’d just stared right as his penis. He was pretty sure that was part of the answer. He was used to wearing the suit and never thought twice about how it bulged in the front. But, suddenly he was acutely aware of it and he didn’t want to call attention to his embarrassingly obvious penis. “Um, you like looking at my chest?” he offered. “Oh, you wish, pretty boy,” said Tanya. She was amused at how he was dodging the obvious. “Try one more time and get it right or I’ll…” she only had to wave the remote control to finish her point. To help him out, she looked squarely at his crotch again and then looked up to his face. “You’re looking at my penis,” said Dan. “You… you like to look at boys’ penises?” “I like to look at cute little cocks,” said Tanya. “Tell me you have a cute little cock.” Dan blushed again. There was a moment of hesitation. Without warning or fanfare, Tanya pushed the button on the remote control. “Aaaeeeeeeeeeee,” screamed Dan. Like the rest of his family, his hands instinctively shot to his throat to tear at the collar. It was to no avail. “Don’t,” he whined, a reflex he immediately regretted as pain coursed through his collar a second time. “Aaaaaeeeeeee,” he screamed. “Put your hands down,” said Tanya firmly. Dan’s hands dropped instantly. “Are you going to keep your hands down like a good boy?” “Yes, mistress.” Dan watched her thumb on the button. His eyes opened wide as he saw her press it. “Aaaeeeeeeee,” he screamed again. His hands jerked, but he forced them to stay at his side. “Put your hands on your ass,” said Tanya. She waited for him to put his hands on his ass. When his palms were firmly against this ass cheeks, she pushed the button again. “Aaaeeeeeee,” screamed Dan, but his hands stayed right where they were. “Good boy,” said Tanya. “You can learn. From now on, whenever you disobey me and I have to push this button, I want you to put your hands right where they are now. If you don’t, I’ll keep shocking you until you get it right. Now, where were we?” Done with the discipline, she wanted to get back to the humiliation. “Oh, yeah, you were going to tell me that you have a cute little cock.” “Yes, mistress,” said Dan. “I have a cute little cock.” He blushed and squirmed nervously. The woman’s attention to his cock was unnerving. “A cute little cock hiding inside that swimsuit.” “Yes, mistress, I have a cute little cock hiding inside my swimsuit.” “You gonna show your mistress that cute little cock?” “Y-yes, mistress.” “You looked at your sisters’ pussies, didn’t you?” “Yes, mistress.” Dan wished he could vanish right now. Just entering puberty, sex was still a forbidden and daunting topic for the young boy. To have this woman flaunting his sex and his sisters’ sex so blatantly was shocking and embarrassing. Unwanted, the thought of his sisters’ nudity came to him and his cute little cock hardened slightly. He wasn’t even aware of it as it happened, but Tanya saw it. “You even looked at your mommy’s pussy, didn’t you?” “Yes, mistress.” Dan nodded, guilty as charged. “But, I tried not to.” He gasped as he saw the slight movement of Tanya’s hand. “Aaaaeeeeee.” His hands, jerked for a moment, and then he put them on his ass. “Answer the question, little boy. Don’t do anymore than that.” She was disappointed that his cock shrank immediately when she’d shocked him. “Untie your suit,” she said. Dan untied the drawstring that was tucked inside his suit and waited for the next command. “Take off your suit,” said Tanya. She watched with amusement as the boy pulled down the suit and stepped out of it. He stood nude on the table, on full display. Knowing what was expected of him, he kept his hands at his side so the woman could see his cock. Freed from the suit, his cock swelled slightly, Tanya’s gaze exciting him. She held out her hand and took the suit from him. Wringing out the suit, she wadded it up into a ball. “Open wide,” she said and stuffed the nylon suit bit by bit into the boy’s waiting mouth. With her slave silenced, Tanya took hold of his cock and stroked it. Dan flinched at her touch. She shouldn’t be touching him like that. He wanted to stop her, but didn’t dare. To his embarrassment, his cock grew longer and harder as she caressed him. “I like playing with cute little cocks,” said Tanya, noting how the words made Dan squirm. “Now let’s get you fixed up good,” she added. Dan didn’t have to wonder very long what she meant by that. She pulled him off the table and then positioned him so he was standing over the low table, his legs straddling it. She tied his ankles to the legs of the table and then leaned him over the length of the table. She tied a spreader bar to his wrists, locking them about a foot apart. Finally, she had him lean on the table top on his forearms and ran a long rope around the table several times, binding his arms to the table top. The effect was to bend him over the long table with his cute little ass in the air and his cute little cock hanging unprotected between his legs. He felt her hand on his ass and couldn’t believe the predicament he was in. He was helpless to prevent her from touching him wherever she wanted and doing whatever she wanted. Tanya moved around to the front of the boy and removed her own clothes. Dan lifted his head up and watched the woman strip. She had large, firm tits and a neatly trimmed pussy. Her beautiful body made his cock instantly hard, much to his further embarrassment. “You like Mistress Tanya’s tits?” she asked him. “Uh huh,” grunted the boy through the swimsuit gag, wondering if it was OK for him to be staring. He was right when he figured that he shouldn’t lie to her. “Bet you wish you could touch them, don’t you?” “Uh-huh.” “Would you like to jack off while you stare at my tits?” Dan hesitated for a moment. He didn’t even want to admit to this woman that he knew what jacking off was, let alone admit that he’d done it. But, she would know if he lied to her. “Um, uh huh,” he said finally. “But you can’t ‘cause your hands are tied,” she said, stating the obvious. “Well, let me help.” Dan squirmed as she stepped around him, but there was nothing he could do. He felt her hand lightly rest on his upturned ass. She rubbed him softly and Dan wanted to die. The woman was touching him in a way no one had ever done before. It hadn’t occurred to him ever before or even now that this could be erotic and exciting. It was just humiliating. Her hand wandered to the crack of his ass and reached between his legs to touch his cock. “Mmmph, hmmm,” he grunted in embarrassment. In a way it felt good, but she shouldn’t be touching him like that and he knew it. “Uh uh,” he pleaded as she stroked the length of his small cock. “You’re right,” she said. “Don’t want you to cum too soon. Maybe never. Besides, that position is just too inviting to pass up.” Dan couldn’t see what she was doing now that she’d let go of his cock. He waited in tense anticipation for about 30 seconds and then WHACK! “Aaaaaaaahhhhhh,” he screamed as she slapped a wooden paddle across his vulnerable, bare ass. He struggled against the ropes at his ankles and forearms, but couldn’t pull free. Smack! “Aaaaaeeeee,” he screamed again. “Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh…aaaaaaeeeeeeee.” Tears rolled down the 11-year-old’s face as he sobbed in pain. His cock was as hard as ever, but now his ass was on fire. “Oh, we’re just getting started,” said his mistress as she pulled out a long, thin vibrator and pressed it against his puckered asshole. Fourteen-year-old Nina was getting about the same treatment at the moment from her master, Paul. The young girl hung by her wrists from the ceiling of her own slave chamber. She realized that she was going to be nude for his big man as long as he wanted it. She’d even come to accept the fact that her virginity was soon going to be taken by him. But, she hadn’t expected the leather whip that he was waving in her face. “What are you going to do with that?” she asked him, hoping he was just trying to scare her. “I’m going to give you ten lashes, bitch,” said Paul. “It’s going to hurt like hell and you may scream as much as you want.” He paused and smiled at her, wanting her to know he would enjoy her screams. “You can squirm, you can fight, you can scream all you want. But there is one thing you better damn well make sure you remember. I want you to count each stroke and say thank you each time. If you lose count or forget to thank me, we’ll start over again. Got it?” “Oh, God, no,” she said. Her head pivoted around as she looked at her surroundings, looking for some hope of escape. Of course there was none. Her nude body was stretched tight between the bindings on her wrists and ropes spreading her ankles. There was not a thing she could do to protect herself. “That’s not a good start, little bitch,” said Paul. “You say, ‘yes Master Paul’ when I ask you a question. Got it?” “Yes, Master Paul,” said Nina, hoping that obedience was the escape from pain. “What are you going to do with each stroke?” “Count them. And thank you.” “That’s right,” said her master. “Practice for me. Say, ‘One, thank you, Master Paul.’” “One. Thank you, Master Paul.” “I’m sure you’ll have more feeling when we do this for real.” He pulled back his arm for the first blow. Nina watched as if in slow motion as he prepared for the first lash. She was still hoping that he was bluffing. Then, with sudden swiftness his arm swept forward and her ass exploded in pain. “Aaaaeeeeeee,” she screamed, all thought chased from her mind at the intensity of the pain. “Oh, my God, that hurt,” she screamed at him. “Please, don’t do anymore.” “What do you say?” bellowed her master. “What the fuck?” yelled Nina back at him, outraged at the audacity of this man. “Why are you doing this?” “Because I can,” he said. “Because I like to. Now, you forgot to count, so we’re starting over again.” Suddenly thought rushed back into the frightened girl’s mind and she remembered what she’d been told to do. “One. Thank you, Master Paul.” “Too late for that, bitch,” said Paul. “We’re starting over. Count this next one for me and start at one. Or else.” Smack! “Aaeeee. One. Th-thank you, Master Paul,” said Nina. She was no less outraged at the idea of thanking him for the pain, but she was defenseless. “Smack! Aaaaaaaaaaa, two. Th-thank you, M-master Paul. Aaaaaaaaaaaeeee. Three. Thank you, Master Paul.” After the promised number of blows, Paul was disappointed that Nina had not lost count or forgotten to thank him for any of them. Still, her ass was a lovely shade of red and she would soon be thanking him for raping her. Coming Soon... Diana wishes she was back on the fence. |