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The
Governess
By
Jane Marwood
It was hot, very hot and Richard had been walking quickly for
over an hour. The sunrays filtered through the treetops, blinding
the boy's eyes as he looked up. 'Not much further', he thought as
he began to mount the rise that led to the lake. Richard was
dressed, as were all boys at the orphanage in long grey flannel
shorts, that came to his knee's, a heavy flannel jacket, long
grey socks, ending in black boots. His shirt was soaked in
perspiration with the effort of the long walk. Richard reached
the top of the rise and looked quickly about before hurrying on
towards the lake. The lake was in a part of the wood, which was
out of bounds. The boy had heard that it was part of a large
estate, owned by a local farmer. The thought of trespass made
Richard look round once more, as he neared the small jetty at the
lakeside. There was no movement in the wood. Small sounds came
from the treetops as birds flew and resettled.
Richard quickly threw off his jacket and shirt, unbuttoned
his trousers and kicked them over his boots. Underneath the
trousers were the long old fashioned underpants that had
irritated his skin so much. Richard struggled with his bootlaces,
finally throwing them on to his pile of clothes. Standing up he
let his underpants fall to the ground. Richard was now naked and
was already feeling cooler. The boy ran towards the jetty, his
lithe body glistening in the sun, two more steps.. Richard
plunged headlong into the water. The cool water of the lake felt
wonderful against his naked body. For a moment he was able to
forget everything and just bask in the serenity of the moment,
heaven beneath an open sky.
It had probably been thirty minutes or more, before the
sound of pounding hooves had penetrated Richard's reverie.
Suddenly through the clearing, Richard saw two horses
approaching. He could not make out the detail of the riders at
this distance. He could see dark hair blowing in the wind, from
under a riding cap. He turned quickly in the water and set off at
a quick over-arm crawl towards the nearest bushes on the bank. It
became obvious to Richard that the two riders had not observed
him swimming in the lake. Strong strokes brought him to the bank,
just as the riders reached a wooden picnic table planted firmly
in the ground at the side of the clearing. The horses slowed and
stopped, the first rider a young girl of perhaps sixteen years,
dismounted as the horse took its last few paces. Running, to keep
pace with the slowing creature she pulled on the reins and
stopped within a few feet of the picnic table.
The other horse slowed some paces behind, standing quietly
while it's rider dismounted. Both of the girls were pretty, in
fact the blonde girl was stunningly good looking, fine bone
features, vivid blue eyes and hair the colour of silver. The
second girl had a face of classic beauty, with dark eyes and hair
that glistened black in the sun.
The small bushes surrounding the lake hid Richard well. He
could see the two girls tying their horses to a low tree branch.
'What do I do', Richard thought. He could see his clothes, lying
on the soft grass only a few feet away from his hiding position.
The girls were talking to each other and laughing. 'That hack
is the only one to take, at this time of year', said Diane. She
brushed the nape of her neck below the neatly pinned blonde hair.
'Everything else is overgrown', she continued. '...still I bet
there isn't a gallop as good as that for miles'.
The two girls looked around. Diane narrowed her eyes
against the sun, as she looked towards the jetty. 'What's that
'ronica?'. Veronica looked towards the jetty. 'I don't know,
looks like a pile of rags. 'Well, they weren't here yesterday,
let's have a look'. Diane strode off toward the pile of clothes
Richard had hastily abandoned. She picked up a garment and held
it aloft. 'I'm not sure what these are supposed to be, either
long trousers for a dwarf or very long short trousers.' Veronica,
who was sifting through some more of the clothes, held up the
long underwear. 'Who on earth would wear these, in this day and
age.
'I think where is he, is more to the point'. said Diane as she
dropped the trousers back on to the grass. 'There's no one in the
lake. Both girls scanned the water, there eyes skimming over the
boys hiding position. 'I was going to have a dip, but I don't
like the idea of someone being around'. Said Veronica as she
looked across the lake once more.
Diane was looking closely at the rest of the clothes. 'I
think it's got to be a boy. Who else could possibly wear clothes
like this?'.
The blonde girl turned back towards the jetty, looking
intently at any possible hiding place. 'The jetty's too low for
anyone to be underneath. Lets walk along the bank'. She said as
she walked quickly to the side of the lake. Veronica followed.
Richard crouched as low as he could in the water. He had seen
the girls approach, but had no idea what course of action to
take. 'What on earth do I do?'. He thought. 'If I'm caught, the
beating I'll get will be horrendous'.
Richard remembered the attitude of the orphanage to boys who got
in trouble, while they were outside. It was not a strict regime,
but they did not tolerate any boy or girl tarnishing the name of
the orphanage. In fact it had only been two days ago, at the
start of the holidays, that they had been told not to go near
private property.
'Who are you and what are you doing'. Richard looked up to meet
the cool gaze of the two girls as they looked down, over his
hiding place. It was Diane that had spoken. 'Well I'm waiting for
an answer'. She continued.
Richard still did not speak. His face was beetroot red. He
crouched further into the shallow water.
'I d' don't know'. Richard eventually stammered. 'You don't know
what you are doing. That seems strange, for someone who is
crouching in shallow water with no clothes on'.
Diane could see the boy's form through the clear water. She
estimated his age to be about sixteen a year younger than
herself. As far as she could see he was a well built adolescent.
His face was well featured, brown eyes, a straight nose and good
jaw line.
'Well if you don't know what you are doing, you had better
get out'. Diane's cool gaze never left the boy, as she spoke.
'B'but I haven't got any clothes on'. Stammered Richard, whose
whole body was now blushing with acute embarrassment.
'You will either get out now or I will send for the game keeper'.
Diane said firmly, 'It's your choice'.
The two girls stood back from the bank. Richard had never felt
so embarrassed before. His heart was pounding and he felt dizzy.
Slowly he pulled himself on to the bank. The soft grasses
brushing his stomach and legs as he left the water. He looked up
to see the two girls had moved further back.
The girls watched as he slid himself on to the bank. A nice body,
Veronica thought as she looked at the firm buttocks of the boy,
lying on the grass before her.
Richard raised himself on to one knee, holding his hand over his
penis and testicles. Wobbling slightly on one foot he managed to
stand up. 'Well' said Diane, who was now enjoying herself very
much. 'You had better come over here and we can hear your
explanation'. The two girls turned and walked towards the picnic
table. Richard followed behind them - his head was spinning.
Diane reached the table first and sat on it's strong oak top. The
other girl sat down on the bench, which was set into the grass.
Richard stood facing the girls. Both hands now covering his
genitals. He glanced back at his clothes lying a few feet away.
Diane noticed the look.' You can have your clothes, when we have
had an explanation.' Richard's body had begun to warm in the sun.
He shivered more with fright as Diane fixed him with her icy
stare.
'We will start with your name and where you come from'. Said
Diane firmly. Her eyes looked down over his body. She noted his
firm shoulders, narrow waist and long well muscled legs.
Richard was now acutely aware of the girls interested gaze. He
shuffled his feet in the grass. He could not bring himself to
look at Diane, who was now looking towards the hands covering his
genitals.
'I am waiting, I will not ask again.' Diane turned as she spoke,
reaching behind her towards the riding hat and crops laid on the
table top. She turned toward Richard once more now holding one of
the crops in her hand.
Richard started to speak, hesitantly at first.
'My name is Richard Chambers, I come from St. Matthew's
orphanage.'
Diane reached forward. She held the riding crop out in front of
her and gently pushed Richard's chin up, so that his eyes met
hers.
'Look at me when you speak.' she said a little more softly.
'Stand up straight too:' Richard met her gaze, but found it hard
to straighten without uncovering himself. He was cupping his
testicles and penis against the juncture of his thighs. The
thumbs were crossed over at the top of his pubic hair.
'Veronica was enjoying the boys discomfort, and knew perfectly
well why he could not stand any more upright. She also knew that
Diane was having the time of her life with her cross-examination.
'I came for a swim. It was so hot and we're on holiday for two
weeks.' continued Richard. 'I didn't mean any harm.' Richard
looked down once more. He had never felt so ashamed, standing
naked in front of the two girls.
Diane and Veronica were both aware of the boy's discomfort, but
neither had any intention of letting him off the hook.
'Look at me and listen Richard. You should be well aware that
this is private property. There are fences all around this estate
and you must have climbed one to be here now, isn't that so?'
Richard raised his head, looking at the girl while she spoke. His
cheeks suffused with red and his bottom lip trembling.
'Yes miss'. He managed to stammer.
'Tell me, what would your punishment be, should I decide to
telephone the orphanage and complain of your trespass. Swimming
naked in the lake where there may be people passing. What do you
say Richard?.'
The boy trembled even more at thought of what would happen to him
back at the orphanage.
'I would be beaten Miss.' Richard's reply was barely audible.
Diane looked coolly at the trembling boy, noting the small tear
running down his red cheeks.
'Who would beat you?' Veronica asked, speaking to him for the
first time, 'and what would you be beaten with?'.
His breath came with difficulty, he looked near to fainting.
'Matron beats us with a cane.' he replied, his voice sounding
weak.
Diane again took over as question master 'How many strokes would
you expect for something like this?'
'I d'don't know Miss.'
'Well how many do you think?, you must have some idea.'
Richard was feeling very distressed. He knew for certain that the
minimum he could expect would be twelve strokes. He knew of a boy
that had left the year before. He had received eighteen strokes
for a far more trivial offence.
'I am waiting for an answer.' Diane held the crop under his chin
as she spoke and raised the boy's head.
'I think perhaps twelve stokes Miss'. Richard shuddered as he
spoke.' Maybe eighteen...', his sentence trailed off into
silence.
'Well I think', said Diane brightly that you would be lucky to
receive less than twenty-four. My mother is a magistrate, I think
the orphanage would take a dim view of trespass on the property
of a local magistrate.
Richard looked shocked but said nothing. His cheeks were burning
and his shoulders were shaking with dread.
'One last question, before we decide what to do with you.'
Richard looked at the girl, they hadn't decided yet, Maybe
there's a chance...His thoughts were interrupted.
'Where about on your body do you receive the cane?'.
'Er..on the bottom Miss'.
Both girls looked down at the boy's body as he spoke. Richard was
standing squarely in front of them so they could not see his
buttocks.
'Turn around and show me your bottom Richard.' Diane said coolly.
Richard looked shocked but did not move.
'I think before you start to disobey me, you had better think
about who and where you are, Richard my boy.'
Richard stood still for a second and then began to turn round
slowly. He felt totally humiliated. He pressed his hands closer
over his groin as he turned and faced the lake. As soon as the
boy's back was turned the girls gave each other a quick smile of
triumph.
Diane placed the riding crop back on to the oak table. 'Stand
still and don't move.' Diane said firmly as she got off the table
and stood behind Richard. She placed her left hand on the boy's
left shoulder. Richard trembled as he felt her cool fingers touch
his skin. He said nothing as she placed her right hand on his
waist. She saw him involuntarily clasp his hands tighter over his
penis and scrotum. Her right hand slid from his waist, gently
moving in over the small of his back and down on to the hill of
his buttocks. Veronica stood up from her seat on the bench and
moved to Diane's right hand side. She wanted to see more clearly
what her friend was doing to the boy.
Richard trembled, stealing himself for what the girl might do
next.
'So this is where you receive you punishment is it Richard?'
Diane spoke softly as she leaned her head forward to his ear.
Richard felt her hand move slowly down over his buttocks,
stroking first one cheek, then the other. She took her hand away
then brought it back in a sharp slap across his right bottom
cheek. Richard gasped at the sudden shock.
'Surely that didn't hurt.' said Diane brightly. 'You can expect a
lot more than that when Matron gets hold of you.
'Can I get dressed now?' Richard asked suddenly, fearing there
might be further exploration of his bottom.
'You will get dressed. When we tell you to get dressed and not
before. Is that understood?'
'Yes Miss, I'm sorry Miss.' Richard suddenly remembered the
terrible mess he was in. The girls might only be a year or two
older, but he realised that they held absolute power over him.
One wrong word from either of them to the orphanage and his goose
was cooked.
'What position does matron place you in when you are to be
caned?' Veronica asked the boy as she moved round to face him.
She lifted her arm and taking his chin between her finger and
thumb bringing his head round to face hers. 'We have to kneel on
a bench and lean over the table.' Richard muttered.
'Does matron take those awful trousers of yours down?'
'Yes Miss.' Richard replied looking into Veronica's eyes. He had
never seen such a beautiful face.
'And how about those awful baggy underpants?, do they come off
too?'
'Yes Miss.' replied Richard as he watched her amused expression.'
'So you are in a very good state to have a thrashing right now.'
Diane said as she placed her hand back on to the boy's buttocks.
Diane stroked his buttocks once more and then took her hands off
the boy and sat down on the bench. Veronica followed and sat next
to her.
'Turn around and face us.' said Diane. Richard turned round and
faced both girls seated before him. He still had his hands
clasped over his groin. He had felt his penis begin to stiffen
slightly while the girls hands had stroked his bottom, but he
managed to contain himself beneath his hands. Diane reached
behind her and picked up her riding crop.
'I told you to stand straight once, so do it. Shoulders back arms
down straight by your sides.' Diane said firmly, as she turned
back from the table to face Richard. Richard blushed profusely
'B'but I'I don't have..' 'We are well aware of the state you are
in my boy,' Diane interrupted 'but you made the choice to take
your clothes off while on someone else's property. So do as you
are told and do it now.'
Richard's head felt dizzy, he dropped his head and slowly took
his hands away from his genitals. He straightened his shoulders
and put his head further back, but could not meet their gaze.
Both girls examined the boy intently.' He really is something
special' thought Diane.' Excellent features. A really well
proportioned body and a beautiful penis. A large tight scrotum
too, what more could a girl ask'.
'That's better'. Snapped Diane. 'You are in a lot of trouble and
we have to decide what to do about you.'
''ronica, why don't you go and feel his bottom, and tell me how
many strokes you would think to be an appropriate punishment'.
Richard could not believe what he was hearing. Suppose he could
not control his penis. What would happen if he had an erection in
front of them?. These thoughts ran wildly through Richard's head.
Veronica stood up once more and moved behind the boy.
'Now let's have a look at you.' she said softly as she placed
both hands on his waist, pushing him forward slightly. Veronica
looked down at his buttocks. She noted their firmness and quality
of skin. She dropped her hands from his waist on to his buttocks.
Her thumbs parting the deep cleavage of his bottom as her hands
moved downwards.
'Bend over, so that I can see properly.' she said as placed her
hand round the boys waist, underneath his arm. She pushed gently
on the middle of his back with the other hand, indicating he
should bend from the waist.
'Over you go; that's it.' Veronica whispered as Richard
reluctantly bent forward.
'Open your legs, you'll find it easier that way.' still holding
the boys waist she ran her hand down over his bottom and into the
crevice between his legs. She pushed the back of her hand against
the inside of his thigh, making Richard open his legs more
widely. 'There that's easier now I can see you properly.'
Veronica said matter of factly. Richard could not believe what
was happening to him, he felt dizzy with the touch of her fingers
on his body. The softness of her hand now parting the cheeks of
his bottom. Seemingly oblivious to his feelings, she moved her
soft hands slowly and gently over his flesh. Richard flinched as
her fingertips pulled the cheeks of his bottom apart. She felt
his body tremble as she kneaded each buttock in turn.
'Just stay in that position.' said veronica, 'I want to see how
resilient your bottom is.' She stood back from the boy and
raising her arm a little, bringing the palm of her hand smartly
down across both buttocks. Richard startled from the smack to his
bottom, tried to straighten up, but Veronica placed her hand on
the small of his back. 'Just one more smack.' she said brightly
'that didn't leave any mark at all'. She raised her palm once
more and gave the buttocks a harder smack. Richard jolted with
the sting of the slap, but managed to remain bent over. She could
clearly see the imprint of her hand on the boy's bottom. Placing
her left hand on to the small of his back, she gently traced her
fingers over the marks she had just made.
'Now you can stand up again'. Veronica told the boy. Richard
stood once more trying to cover his penis, which to his horror
was now in a semi-erect state.
'Arms by you sides, there's a good boy.' said Veronica, knowing
that Diane would want to see whether her ministrations on the boy
had produced an erection. Veronica moved to the boy's side and
looked down at his penis which had grown to twice its size and
was pointing forward slightly. Veronica was delighted with the
result. Looking towards Diane she saw her amused expression as
she too gazed at the boys penis. Richard was mortified. His body
was trembling under Veronica's fingers as she ran her right hand
over the boy's shoulder and her left hand over his stomach. 'Why
you're trembling'. She said as she moved her hand up over his
chest and teased his left nipple with her carefully manicured
nails.
Richard's penis began to throb as she slowly titillated his
nipple. His eyes began to glaze with the sensation of it all.
'What have we here young man?' Diane said as she stood up and
stepped in front of the trembling youth. She looked down and
waited for Richard to follow her gaze before taking hold of the
tip of his penis. She held it delicately between her forefinger
and thumb. The sensation of her fingers touching him so
intimately was too much for Richard, his penis burgeoned to a
full erection, pointing straight out in front of him. 'Is this
the way you behave in front of young ladies?' Diane chided him.
Richard's cheeks turned an even brighter red. 'I c'can't help it
Miss' he stammered.' I'm dreadfully sorry Miss. 'Diane pinched
the end of his penis, making the violent erection complete. With
her left hand she gently cupped his testicles, pulling her nails
gently forward over the tight scrotum. Richard's breath was
coming in gasps. He was feeling dizzy and faint. 'Please Miss,
please don't.' Richard managed to say through the waves of
sensation that were passing over him. Veronica was gently
stroking the hair at the nape of his neck with one hand and
teasing his nipple with the other as Diane spoke. 'I think that
will do for now.' she said to Veronica as she let go of the boys
scrotum, giving his penis one last pinch. 'Lets sit down and
decide what to do with him.' Veronica stopped caressing the boy
and joined Diane on the wooden bench.
Richard stood where they left him, legs apart and hands by his
side. His penis standing up fully, the tip pointing upwards
almost to his navel.
'Look at me Richard.' said Diane 'we are going to give you a
choice of punishment. Then leave you to decide.' Richard looked
up towards the two girl's faces but was not able to look them in
the eyes.
Diane continued. 'We can either, tell my mother and have her
telephone the orphanage, or you can accept a punishment from us.
I can tell you that our punishment will not be lenient. Although
it will be considerably less than you could expect from the
orphanage.' Diane watched the boy's face as she spoke to him. She
could also see that his penis was still large although now
pointing nearer to the ground.
'You may have a few minutes to think about it, while I have a
word with Veronica and decide what our punishment might be.' The
girls got up and walked around the table and toward the clearing
They stopped some yards away and faced each other. Richard
looked at the girls as they talked. Both girls were wearing
riding britches and boots. The blonde girl wore a silk shirt that
was tied in a knot at her waist. Richard had noticed that she
wore nothing under the shirt, as her nipples were clearly visible
through the thin silk. The dark girl, the taller of the two was
also wearing a shirt but this was made of cotton. Large pockets
adorned the front but Richard could see that her breasts were
quite large.
Richard still stood as he had been placed. Arms by his side
and legs spread apart. he felt foolish. Occasionally the girls
looked over towards him as they conversed. His penis had not
subsided much. He looked down trying to clear his mind of the
girls and how they had touched and stroked him. His problem he
thought at the moment was what punishment the girls had in store
for him. He had already decided, although subconsciously that he
would accept their punishment. On looking at the reception he
would receive from the orphanage the alternative, although
unknown could certainly not be worse. It had been known for boys
to be sent to borstal. Who could tell what kind of story the
girl's mother would tell to Matron. Would they have him beaten by
the game keeper they had mentioned.? It seemed likely after the
girl's remarks earlier. 'Well one way or another it would be over
soon', he thought. The girls were walking back towards him, still
in conversation. They walked around separate ends of the table
and sat down in front of him.
'We have decided' said Diane simply. 'As you are already aware
this is a serious offence you have committed. Not only trespass.
It could have been that Veronica and I were swimming in the lake
before you arrived. That would have been a gross invasion of our
privacy. Lastly you were swimming naked. We could have been most
offended at the sight of you. Therefore we have both agreed that
you should be beaten, either by the orphanage or by us. If I have
cause to tell my Mother, I shall ask her to request that you be
soundly thrashed. If you decide to take our punishment then
Veronica or myself will beat you.'
Richard just stared at the girls. He couldn't believe his ears.
They were going to beat him. Two girls, little older than
himself.
'Well Richard what do you say'. It was Veronica that spoke this
time.
'I'm really sorry Miss, I just didn't mean any harm'. Richard
muttered, his bottom lip trembling.
'Step forward.' Diane said, as she parted her knees to make room
for the boy to stand closer. She leaned forward and grasped the
boys hips as he hesitantly moved towards her. Her hands holding
his hips prevented Richard's immediate reaction to cover himself.
'Put your hands behind you and tell us what you have decided'.
She said looking up into his face.
Richard blushed once more. Acutely aware of his nakedness and his
closeness to the girl. He felt his penis begin to stiffen. The
soft, almost tender touch of her hands on his hips and the
fragrance of her perfume played havoc with his senses.
'I'm sorry Miss' Richard managed to stammer, the sound from his
lips was barely audible.
'Being sorry is not an answer Richard. We are both still waiting
for your decision.' Diane's hands were softly stroking his hips
as she spoke.
'I w'..will take your punishment Miss.' Richard just managed to
say the words in a hoarse whisper.
'So you have decided that we will be more lenient than matron
have you Richard.' Her gaze seemed to mock him as she spoke.
'What's this Richard' Diane looked down. 'Your penis is stiff
again, can't you control yourself.' She looked up at the boy's
face and then down again at the stiffening muscle. She held his
waist with one hand while she gently took hold of his penis with
the other. Her fingers gently encircled the shaft. She slowly
pushed the foreskin back and squeezed, causing the boy to jerk
his hips backwards. She tightened her grip and looked up into his
face. 'This sort of thing could get you into a lot of trouble,
what do you say Veronica?' Veronica stood up and moved behind
Richard's trembling body. She stroked the tips of her fingers
over his buttocks. Pulling one cheek of his bottom apart from the
other, she slid her slim hand between his legs and cupped his
testicles in her palm.
'I think', said Veronica 'That this young man is in a lot of
trouble already'. She gently squeezed his testicles as she spoke.
Diane felt Richard's body stiffen and tremble as Veronica
squeezed the boy's scrotum.
'What do you say to that Richard?' Diane asked as she took her
hand from his hip and scraped her fingernails over the tip of his
penis. She held the shaft firmly while she delicately probed the
opening with the nail of her forefinger. She could feel the blood
pumping through the shaft of the penis as she held him firmly
between her fingers. Richard was speechless. His head was
pounding, his vision blurred. The sensation of the girl's hands
on his body was too much for him. She gently let his foreskin
ride back up the shaft of his penis as he began to tremble
uncontrollably. Diane looked to Veronica and motioned with her
eyes to look at the boy's face. Richard was breathing in gasps.
His eyes were closed and his cheeks were suffused in red.
'I think today has been a little too much for you Richard. We
will postpone the matter of your punishment until tomorrow.' The
boy was taking deep breaths now. His penis was as hard as Diane
imagined a penis could be. She removed her hands from the boy at
the same time as Veronica slipped her hand from between his legs.
'Look at me Richard I am talking to you.' Diane said softly.
Richard opened his eyes and looked at Diane. It was like looking
through a mist. His head was pounding and his body trembling.
'I said we are going to postpone your punishment until tomorrow.
Will you be here by ten o'clock.' Diane took hold of the boy's
hips to emphasise her words.
'Y'yes Miss.' Richard stammered.
'I presume that as you are on holiday there will be no difficulty
in getting here for that time.' Richard nodded his head slowly.
He felt dazed. The humiliation and embarrassment he felt was
beyond any experience he had ever known.
'You may go and put on your clothes now, but I warn you, if you
are late tomorrow I shall not hesitate to have mother call the
orphanage. Is that clear?' Diane's voice was firm.
Richard nodded 'Yes Miss.' The boy did not move as Diane still
held his hips. She indicated he should turn with a slight
opposite pressure of her hands. She brushed her palm across the
tip of his penis as he turned.
'Off you go then Richard and don't be late tomorrow.' She
punctuated the last sentence with a smack on his bottom. Richard
stumbled forward towards his clothes. He picked up the underpants
he had been so keen to shed earlier and drew them up over his
hips. He picked up his trousers.and quickly donned the rest of
his clothes. He turned around and was surprised to see the girls
had remounted their horses. Diane urged her horse forward gently.
She leaned down as they approached the boy and prodded the baggy
trousers he was wearing with her riding crop.
'What time will you be here?' she asked:
'Ten o'clock Miss.' Richard replied: She turned her horse and
stroked it's neck as she commanded it to 'walk on'. Veronica gave
Richard a wry smile. 'I bet you think it was bad luck meeting us
today.' She turned her horse and cantered off after Diane.
Diane and Veronica were sat comfortably in large easy chairs
in the drawing room. Diane's mother sat opposite the girls. Diane
and Veronica had been friends since they both met on the first
day of term. They had been seven years old. Their new boarding
school had seemed gaunt and austere with it's stone walls and
buildings. They had comforted each other then. Often sticking up
for one and other during adversity. They were in their final year
now. Since their first meeting they had spent every holiday
together. Refusing to go abroad without the other going too. They
had spent the last few holidays at the Manor house with Diane's
mother. Diane's father had died just over five years ago. The
girls had decided that Diane's mother should see as much as she
could of her daughter during the holidays. 'So that's the whole
story'. Diane said as she shifted her beautiful body to a more
comfortable position. It was not hard to see where Diane's good
looks came from. Her mother was strikingly beautiful her hair was
pinned up at the nape of her neck. Her breasts pressed against
the silk of her blouse above a slim waist. Her legs were long and
slender, tanned from tennis and walking. 'You think the boy will
turn up do you two?' Diane's mother addressed both girls.
'Yes we do', said Veronica, 'I'm sure we put the fear of god into
him and I think the thought of the orphanage finding out will be
too much for him. 'Diane's mother had not been shocked at what
the girls had told her. They had recounted every detail, even the
size of the boy's penis. She had laughed when they had told her
of the effect they had had on the boy. 'I think it must have been
the first time he had been touched intimately'. she had said to
the girls. 'I know a little about the orphanage, from my duties
as a magistrate. The boys sleep in one dormitory. I imagine there
is little chance for sexual encounters with the girls or
masturbation.' Diane's mother turned to take a sip from the glass
she held and thought for a moment. Her beautiful features lit by
the lamp beside her. The girls watched her intently. They both
loved her and kept no secrets from her. Diane's mother was aware
of her daughter's fondness for inflicting pain. For as Diane had
inherited her looks she had also inherited the desire to inflict
pain. It was the most rewarding when she inflicted pain on boys
or youths. They had discussed this desire between the three of
them many times over the last year. Two years ago they had
employed a young girl of fifteen as a maid. She was a very pretty
young girl and a very willing worker. It had been one evening
during the Easter holidays that Veronica had gone to the barn.
Riding tackle and hay were kept there as well as the straw bails.
It had been twilight as she had entered the barn to fetch hay.
She had heard scuffling and low moans coming from the straw
bails. The main light switches were at the back of the barn door
and as she switched them on she heard gasps from behind the straw
bails. Veronica, frightened had run into the house to fetch Diane
and her mother. They ran back to barn together to find the young
maid and an even younger boy from the village, pulling on their
clothes. Diane's mother had been furious: pulling the girl to her
feet she sent her off into the house. She took hold of the young
boy, who could have barely been fifteen and pushed him over the
straw bail. 'this will teach you', 'fetch me a riding crop:
Veronica had hurried to the tackle shelves and produced a long
slim crop. The boy had not struggled but had lain quietly where
he was being held. She hauled the boy up again ignoring his
pleas. 'Get his trousers down will you Diane.' Diane's mother
held the youth firmly as Diane undid the boy's belt and
unbuttoned his trousers. She slid them down to his ankles and
looked up to her mother. Diane's mother knew what was in the
girl's mind by her questioning look. 'and his pants too.' she had
said as she held the boy firmly. Diane did her mothers bidding
and pulled the boys underpants down below his knees. His penis,
she noticed was small and shrivelled lying in front of his
testicles. Diane's mother turned the boy over and asked the girls
to hold him down. Diane without knowing why, had reached
underneath his hips. Grasping his penis and both testicles in her
hand.
Diane had looked up at her mother, who had smiled at her and
nodded her head.
Lady Rawlings had brought the crop down smartly across the boy's
bottom, causing him to yell. He tried to wriggle up but Diane
kept a firm hold on his genitals. The pain in his testicles had
made the boy keep still. Diane remembered the pleasure it gave
her to have the boy wriggling helplessly while he was being
beaten. She also knew for the first time that she liked the
thought of having command over a boy.
Diane and Veronica had often talked about that night in the barn
and they smiled, as each knew what the other was thinking.'
'Shall we take Wendy with us tomorrow mother. It might remind her
of what her boy got in the barn that night'. Diane asked:
'You can if you wish I don't need her. Since she has been
confined to the house she has been a different girl. Its not as
if she doesn't know what you two get up to when you are home on
holiday.' her mother replied:
'I bet she's not forgotten her thrashing either'. Veronica said.
After the boy had been sent home. Wendy had been summoned to the
drawing room. Veronica tried to recall it as it had happened.
Diane's mother had been sat on the centre seat of the settee. The
girl had been stood before her with her eyes full of tears. 'You
know I have to punish you don't you girl. I should have you sent
to approved school for what you were doing. You are both under
the age of consent and what you did is a criminal offence.'
Diane's mother had told the girl. Wendy had begged and pleaded
for leniency. 'Take off your dress and get over my knee.' The
girl had taken off the dress. 'And the under-slip too'. She had
slowly taken it off and stood up in just her panties. Diane and
Veronica had been seated comfortably in the easy chairs facing
each side of the girl. They had enjoyed her distress immensely.
She had a good figure for a young girl and her small breasts
stood firmly above her flat tummy. The girl awkwardly placed
herself over the woman's knee's.
'I think a hair brush would be appropriate, don't you?' She had
looked at both girls as she spoke.' Veronica remembered, she had
run to her bedroom where she had a large wooden backed brush she
had brought from school.
Placing her hand over the girl's bottom Diane's mother had taken
the hairbrush from Veronica and had placed it on the settee
beside her. 'I think we'll have those panties off you, would you
help me please Veronica.' Diane had smiled at her mother
including her best friend in the proceedings. Veronica had bent
down and hooked her finger under the waist of the girl's panties
pulling them down gently. The girl had shivered as they slid
slowly down her legs. 'Right I think we can proceed.' she said.
The girls watched intently as the young maid was beaten. Her
bottom glowing bright red after the first few stokes. The girl
had screamed for mercy after the first ten stokes but the beating
continued until the girls had counted forty strokes.
Wendy had been sent to bed after her beating and had remained
there for the next day in terrible discomfort.
Diane's mother stood up and reached for a small bell push set
into the oak panelled hearth. A few moments passed before the
maid entered the room. 'We've just being discussing your smack
bottom,' said Diane. 'We would like to see if that little bottom
of yours has healed yet. Forty strokes with a hairbrush should
have left some trace.' The girl blushed her long eyelashes
closing over blushing cheeks as she looked down in her
embarrassment. 'Will you show us please.' The girl blushed again,
a soft rosy glow spreading upwards over her pretty face. She
turned her back towards the two girls putting her hands under her
short dress. 'No not like that.' said Diane firmly.
'Take your dress off so we can all have a good look at you. 'The
maid turned towards Diane. She looked shocked and embarrassed.
Slowly she undid the buttons of her black dress. She pulled her
arms through the long sleeves and placed the dress on the arm of
the settee next to where Diane's mother was seated. Underneath
she wore a black slip. The girl pulled the thin straps over her
shoulders and wriggled daintily as it fell to the floor. She was
wearing only pair of brief black panties. Her breasts were quite
large. Her slim waist accenting their size, they thrust outward
firmly as she stooped to retrieve her under-slip. Once again the
girl turned her bottom towards Diane, pulling the waist of her
panties down at the back to reveal her well rounded buttocks.
Diane leaned forward and took hold of the girl's hips turning her
round. 'I've told you once already not like that.' Diane brushed
the maids hands away from the panties and hooked her own fingers
into the waistband, pulling the panties gently down the girls
shapely thighs to her knee's. 'Now take them off.' She told her
and lets have no more nonsense. Bending with her knee's pressed
together the young maid pushed the lacy garment over her shoes.
'That's right put them over there and leave your shoes with
them.' Wendy stepped out of her high heels and walked back to
Diane, covering her small patch of dark pubic hair with her hand.
Diane stood up as the girl approached. Taking her by the
shoulders she made her turn toward the fireplace. 'Shall we have
a little more light?' said Veronica as she turned on the light of
the standard lamp next to her chair. 'That's better'. said Diane.
'She has filled out nicely, what lovely breasts.' She let her
right hand fall from the blushing girl's shoulder, placing it
firmly on her breast. Diane began to caress the breast, drawing
her fingernails lightly over the nipple. Round and round her
fingertips teased until the nipple stood out proudly. 'Please
Miss.' The girl muttered her eyes closed with shame. 'Please
don't.' She hunched her back, her shoulders strained forward.
'Stand straight and put your head up' snapped Diane as the girl
tried to evade the teasing fingers pinching and squeezing her
soft nipple. She slapped the girl's buttocks smartly with her
left hand. With a gasp Wendy raised her head and pushed her
shoulders further back.
'That's better, you can always have another smack bottom you
know.' Diane said brightly. 'Now just do as I tell you, when I
tell you, there's a good girl. Wendy was one blush of red, her
bottom lip was trembling as Diane scolded her. 'Now we will have
a look at that bottom of yours.' Diane quickly turned the girl
around and bent her forward. Taking hold of the maids waist,
Diane leaned over passing her arm around the girl and bringing
her hand up underneath so that the palm pressed against the maids
soft tummy.
She stroked her right hand gently over the soft buttocks. 'Look
'ronica, there are quite a few marks.'. Veronica leaned forward
from her chair and gently stroked the buttock cheeks presented to
her. Diane moved her left hand further down underneath the girl's
tummy. Her finger moving over the slim patch of pubic hair. 'Open
your legs girl'. Veronica slapped hard across both cheeks of her
bottom. Wendy had began to tremble as she shuffled her feet
apart. 'Come on you can do better than that'. Veronica said
insistently as she pushed the girl's legs further apart. She
could see the fingertips of Diane's hand as she moved them over
the girl's pubic mound. Diane felt the lips of her vulva begin to
open as she teased gently with her fingers. She rubbed backwards
and forwards with the length of her finger between the lips her
nails teasing the clitoris into prominence. Forward and back,
forward and back her fingers moved inexorably, stimulating the
trembling female beneath her. She felt the first slight movements
of the girl's hips as she daintily caressed her captive's most
private part.
"Ooooh Miss, plee..ease .. Miss." Wendy gasped as she felt a
finger slip inside her. The girl began to move her hips in
response to the rhythm of Diane's gentle probing. Her breath came
faster and her body shivered. Her mouth opened, gasping for air
as Diane moved her hand more firmly inside her. Feeling the moist
lips lubricating her finger, Diane increased her rhythm, slowly
and insistently she probed deeper and deeper into the very core
of the girl. The hips that were moving from side to side began to
move backwards and forwards. Reluctantly the girl moved her
innocent young body, pushing her quivering hips forward to meet
Diane's probing fingers. Her naive movements sending thrill after
thrill through her body. Veronica observed the reluctant motions
of the girl in front of her and moved to a kneeling position
between the girl's widely spread legs. She reached down and
stroked her gently, her fingers bestowing feathery caresses upon
the girl's inner thighs. Wendy was in turmoil her senses reeling
with the onslaught of passion her mind assailed by a rising tide
of sensuality.' Oooh..Miss....Please...d'doont....
Miss.....Pleeease......ss'. The lower half of her body seemed as
if it were on fire, her legs trembled and quivered, her knee's
turned as if to jelly. Diane looked down on the helpless girl,
watching her tremble with rapture, her knee's spread wide sinking
to the soft carpet below. Calmly Diane moved with her keeping
contact and increasing the pressure of her wrist upon the
writhing girl's clitoris as she inserted another finger inside
her. 'Ooooh....Missss. Pleeeeease....pleeease...'The girls words
coming in gasps between in-drawn breath. Diane was delighted as
she felt and saw the tell- tale signs at the impend of the girls
climax. She looked over to Veronica who was caressing the girls
thighs with persistent stokes, moving her hands smoothly upward
over the back of the thighs into the deep crease of the girls
bottom. Veronica took her cue from Diane and splayed the girls
buttocks widely apart, her fingers teasing the sphincter, probing
and prising an opening as the girls hips worked themselves to
and fro. She inserted the tip of her finger into the anus and at
the moment of climax impudently pushed her finger straight up
into the girl's wriggling bottom.
'Oooooh...Ooooh....pleeeease...' Wendy was beside herself with
sexual pleasure. 'Oooooooooh.....Misssssssss. The girl moaned,
her hips thrashing as both girls cleverly manipulated her climax.
With tenacity they coaxed the last vestige of pleasure from
their victim watching her every movement until she collapsed
prostrate on to the carpet heaving and gasping for breath.
'Arrrh...Oooooh.ooo..ooh.........ooooh'. The girls moans
subsiding as her orgasm diminished. Even then Diane's fingers did
not lose contact with her as she cupped the fleshy mound and
squeezed gently.
Diane laid her head on the girls back. 'There now, there now'
she murmured, gently stoking the softness of the maids buttocks
with her right hand, the other still cupped between the thighs.
Veronica stroked her quivering legs until they lay still. 'There
that wasn't so bad was it.' Diane murmured as the girl drew air
in long deep breaths.
Lady Rawlings looked down at the tableau of girls before
her. Her maid lay naked on the floor her legs spread wide.
Between them sat Veronica her hand laid on the back of the girls
knee. Diane was sat to the side gently stroking the shoulders of
the exhausted innocent.
'Help her on to the settee beside me. ' Lady Rawlings said
softly to her daughter. The girls got up slowly, helping Wendy to
the couch.
'Lay her head on my lap, that's the way.' Diane's mother said as
they helped the naked girl to lay face upward on the soft
cushions. Her head rested on Lady Rawlings knee. Diane's mother
gently stroked her hand over the girls glistening shoulder and
down on to her beautiful breast, stroking softly. The girl
seemed to have regained some of her senses and looked up into the
face of her Mistress as she felt the hand gently touch her
sensitive nipple. Diane knelt at the side of the settee looking
down into girls face.
'Tell me,' she said quietly 'Did you enjoy that?'. The girl
looked into Diane's eyes. 'Oh yes Miss.' she whispered. Her body
shivered.
'Did it make you tingle all over, tell me.' Diane lent close to
the girl as she spoke, Her voice whispered softly. 'Did it make
you come?' The girl blushed as she looked up at Diane. 'Oh yes
Miss, yes Miss.' the girl whispered. 'Do you feel nice now?'
Diane reached for the girl's other breast and squeezed it gently
as she spoke. The girl dropped her eyes as she felt the caress.
'Answer me.' Diane moved her face closer to her. The girl looked
at the lips inches from hers, raising her head she kissed Diane
in adoration. 'Oh thank-you Miss ...thank you'.
'You can pop your clothes back on now Wendy then fetch us all a
drink'. Diane said kindly as she stoked the girl's cheek, 'You
know we are really very fond of you'. 'I know Miss. I just get
embarrassed.' The girl said softly looking into Diane's eyes.
Wendy dressed quickly and left to fetch the drinks.
'Well,' said Lady Rawlings, 'what a day you're all going to have
tomorrow The girls looked up at Diane's mother as she spoke,
smiling gently at her daughter and her friend. 'I feel sorry for
this orphan boy of yours. Not because you are going to punish him
tomorrow but because of his circumstances. Perhaps if he is as
beautiful as you say we could do something for him.' 'What do
you mean?' asked Veronica as she shifted lazily in her seat. Her
robe fell open below the belt exposing her long shapely brown
legs right up to the vee of dark pubic hair.
'Well', said Lady Rawlings 'I know a woman that runs a school,
mostly girls I think, but she has a wonderful way of moulding her
pupils. They turn out quite bright but completely manageable, if
you know what I mean.' 'You mean they are submissive?' asked
Veronica.
'Yes, I think you would say they are very submissive.' Lady
Rawlings smiled. 'I think punishment plays a big part in her
disciplines. Look at the way Wendy has reformed since her smack
bottom. She does exactly as she is told and yet is cheerful and
very caring.
The day dawned bright and clear. The girls were in high spirits
as they sat on the cane chairs of the veranda adjoining the
dining room. Diane was helping herself to more coffee from the
silver tray, which the maid had placed on the cane table in front
of them. Diane was wearing a white silk shirt. The material was
almost transparent, even the doubled material of the pockets did
little to conceal the dark aureole and nipple of each breast. She
had unbuttoned the shirt down to the middle of her cleavage and
as she leaned forward, her breasts were completely exposed. Her
dark blue skirt was made with a buttoned slit, which ran from the
waist down to the knee length hem. Diane had unbuttoned these so
that the smooth Sea Island cotton material fell either side of
her tanned thighs.
'I think we chose the right outfits, don't you?' Diane turned to
her friend and smiled. 'I don't suppose there is a chastisement
outfit.' Veronica laughed. 'Have you decided what to beat him
with yet?' Veronica leaned back as she spoke and unbuttoned her
thin cotton shirt to the waist exposing her large rounded breasts
to the sun's morning rays.
'That looks pretty.' Diane said, observing Veronica's brown
nipples, which stood out quite splendidly from the tips of her
firm breasts.
Veronica shifted in her chair placing her feet on the cane
table. She was wearing a wide skirt that came to just above the
knee. She pulled the skirt up until the hem lay across her hips,
exposing her long brown legs. She smoothed her hands over her
thighs lazily. 'I'm looking forward to today, he has such a
lovely body for a boy.' Veronica spoke softly, turning her face
to the sun. 'He is graceful and not too muscular, perfectly
proportioned really.'
Diane nodded to her friend in agreement. 'I think he is most
unusual and special, let's hope mother can do something for him.'
'Look,' said Veronica.' My nipples have gone stiff.' Diane
laughed, reaching over and tweaked the tip of Veronica's right
breast with her fingernail, before cupping the firm flesh with
her hand. Leaning forward in her chair she brought her mouth over
the nipple and nibbled gently with her even white teeth.
'Oooh don't start that now or we'll never get through the day.'
Veronica laughed.
It was an hour later. The girls were sat side by side in the
Range Rover belonging to Lady Rawlings. Diane was driving
competently down the long drive, which lead from the Manor into
the estate. 'Are you comfortable Wendy.' Diane addressed the maid
seated behind them.
'Yes Miss, thank you Miss.' Diane glanced round at the maid who
smiled back at her. 'You have turned out a nice girl.' Diane
said. 'Such a pretty face and body too, you really are a lucky
girl.' 'Thank-you Miss.' replied the maid once more. They were
now heading up the long hack that led to the lake. Diane drove
slowly over the rougher ground. 'Don't the woods look pretty at
this time of year.' Veronica said, shifting lazily in her seat.
Diane concentrated on her driving, her wide skirt laid over her
thighs, displaying a pair of pretty knee's.
'I think we brought everything we need, for our task.' Diane said
to Veronica. 'If not we will just have to improvise.' 'You will
do as we ask today won't you Wendy.' Diane turned to girl behind
her. 'I want complete co-operation from you, is that understood?'
'Yes Miss.' the maid replied firmly, 'I won't let you down.'
'I do think that girls got a crush on you Diane'. Veronica said.
She turned in her seat to look at the maid who blushed prettily,
and dropped her long eyelashes over her cheeks.
'Here we are.' Diane brought the Range Rover to a halt a few
yards from the picnic table.
'Are you sure we wont be disturbed.' asked Veronica as she opened
the door of the vehicle.
'No I made sure. The keeper is in 'Far Acre' and will be working
there for the next three weeks, so there's no-one to interrupt
us.'
'Good' said Veronica jumping from her seat. Her skirt caught up
momentarily, revealing her brief white panties as she slid her
feet to the ground.
The girls unloaded the jeep: Two picnic hampers and three large
car rugs were placed on the grass beside the picnic table.
'You still haven't told me what we're going to use on the boy,
said Veronica as she sorted through one of the hampers. The maid
approached holding a long slim package. 'Madam asked me to give
you this.' she said as she held out the paper parcel.
Veronica quickly tore off the paper and held the long slim cane
between her fingers.
'What was Madam doing with this might I ask' Veronica looked at
the maid.
'It was meant for me Miss.' the girl replied quietly.
'Has she used it yet?' enquired Diane.
'No Miss, the girl blushed. 'She said it was for the next time.'
'Then what I said earlier is true, you are a very lucky girl.'
'Yes Miss.' The girl said quietly.
'There must be enough stuff in here to stock a chemist's shop.'
Veronica said as she knelt over the hamper and sorted the
contents.
'Well we have to look after him, I wouldn't want him to be poorly
with any infection.' Diane said as she reached for the cane lying
on the picnic table. 'How do you fancy being beaten with this?'
she asked Wendy as she slipped the slim bamboo slowly through her
fingers.
'Oh I wouldn't Miss, it looks awfully hard.'
'Well one stroke wouldn't hurt you, and it would be nice to try
it.' Diane said cheerfully.
'Oh no Miss, Please Miss, you wouldn't.' The girl looked
pleadingly at Diane.
'But you have already promised to do as you are told, haven't
you?' Diane looked inquiringly at the maid. The girl looked at
Diane, her bottom lip trembled.
'Please Miss.. not with that, I couldn't stand it'.
'Of course you could, now lets have no nonsense from you.' Diane
spoke sharply to the girl. The maids face fell, her lips trembled
at the sharp rebuke and the thought of the long cane.
'Just bend over the picnic table there's a good girl, one stroke
never hurt anyone.' Wendy trembled, but dutifully walked to the
picnic table and leaned her hips against it, bending forward
slightly. Her face turned to look at Diane.
Veronica stood up and went behind the girl raising her loose
skirt up over her bottom. 'Bend forward, there's a good girl she
whispered.' Wendy bent over timidly, resting her head on her
hands as they touched the table top.
Veronica promptly pushed the full skirt up over the girls waist,
tucking some of the material into her waistband. Her pretty
bottom displayed a small pair of lace panties. Veronica knelt
behind her as Diane watched. Taking hold of the flimsy lace she
slowly pulled the panties, making the girl open her legs as she
eased them down.
'Just lift your foot', Veronica said gently as she pulled the
panties over the girls dainty sandals.
'Open her legs a little more.' Diane instructed her friend.
Veronica pulled the girls legs apart and pushed her ankles
further in toward the table. Standing up she placed her hand on
the small of the girl's back pressing her slim waist down on to
the tabletop. Wendy shivered, her body rudely exposed.
'Please d...don't hurt me Miss". She stammered. Her little bottom
moved from side to side in agitation.
'Keep still, there's a good girl.' Veronica said gently stroking
her hand over the girl's naked buttocks.
Diane nodded her head to Veronica. Her friend placed her arm over
the girls waist and pressed down firmly.
'Just keep still, or I will give you two.' Diane spoke firmly.
Veronica slid her other hand over the girls bottom her fingers
trailing through the crease between her buttocks and finding the
sensitive lips of sex. Slowly she teased them with light caresses
running her nails through the fine hairs of her pubes. The girl
moved her bottom, the cheeks quivering as Veronica's fingers slid
between the pubescent lips of her vagina. Veronica pressed two of
her fingers together, stealthily she pushed them up inside the
girl, the vagina already moist, allowing her fingers to slide in
easily. Veronica cleverly manipulated her fingers feeling the
girl's bottom lift and push back toward her hand. Diane watched
as her friend's fingers slipped backwards and forwards between
the pretty cheeks of the maid's bottom. The girl moved her hips
backwards, her vagina seeking the fingers that gave so much
pleasure. Her breath was coming in audible gasps as the probing
fingers played inside her. She raised her buttocks, her back
arching as Veronica steadily increased the tempo of her fingers.
Oooh....mmmm..ah moaned the girl as she bent across the table
before her tormentors. Veronica looked up at her friend and
nodded. Diane stood back from the girl and raised the cane high
above her right shoulder. Veronica increased the rhythm of her
fingers inside the girl's wet passage slowly pulling her hand
backwards. The helpless girl raised her pert bottom seeking the
fingers that gave so much pleasure. 'Now.' said Diane. Veronica
quickly pulled her hand away, increasing the pressure of her arm
over the girl's back. Diane swung her arm downwards, the cane
whistled through the air in a perfect arc, striking the young
girl across the centre of her bottom. The tip of the cane curled
around the quivering cheeks of the girls thrusting buttocks,
biting into the virgin flesh. 'Aaaarrh...aaaarh.' The maid's body
stiffened as if electrocuted. Her legs kicked wildly as she
screamed. 'Aaaarhh....aaaarh..ooh.' Her head tossed from side to
side, her body shaking uncontrollably. 'Oooooh....oooh..Miss...'
Wendy was in turmoil, her thighs rubbing together trying to rid
herself of the pain. Veronica thrust her hand between the injured
cheeks her fingers rudely searching for the girl's moist vagina.
Deftly she sunk her fingers into the girl, swiftly bringing them
into play. Her fingers roamed wildly around the inside of the
quivering flesh. Diane dropped the cane and splayed her hands
over the girls thrashing bottom. Her fingers quickly located the
neat sphincter between the quivering buttocks. Deftly she pushed
her finger up into the hole. Wendy writhed beneath them, her body
on fire. A myriad of emotions went through her innocent body as
the girls brought her to a shattering climax. Her screams filled
the air as wave after wave of sensation passed through her.
'Mmmmmmmmhhhh..aaarhh..arrrh' The girl was moaning beneath them
as they gently slowed the tempo of their busy fingers.
'Mmmmmmhh...mmmm.' she sobbed, her body was suffused in a rosy
glow. 'There..there.' Diane whispered softly to her. 'There's a
good girl, hush, it's all over now.'
Wendy sighed and moaned but her body became still. 'There you're
all right now, just lay quietly.' Diane reached underneath the
girls waist her nimble fingers began undoing the buttons of the
maids skirt.
Once open she tugged at the material, pulling it from under the
maid's stomach. Gently she raised the skirt over her bottom,
taking care the material did not touch the bright red weal
crossing the buttocks. Veronica put her hand underneath the
girl's tummy to support her while Diane laid her skirt beside the
hampers.
Taking a bottle from the open hamper, she poured lotion on to
her hand. She applied the liquid delicately to the girl's bottom,
softly rubbing it in to the marked cheeks.
'Oooh Thank you Miss.' The girl murmured as she felt the cool
lotion being rubbed over her wounded bottom.
Diane spent several minutes gently applying more of the liquid.
She re-capped the bottle and placed her hand gently between the
girl's thighs. Cupping the pubic mound she squeezed softly.
'There now how do you feel?' Veronica asked as she carefully
lifted Wendy from the table.
'It really hurt Miss, I didn't think I could stand it..it was
awful.' The girl whimpered as Veronica helped her toward the
blankets.
Diane watched as the maid approached, 'You look quite beautiful
you know.' she said to the maid looking at the small patch of
hair that ran down between the girls legs.
'Turn around so we can see your stripe'.
The maid turned without hesitation, showing her bottom to Diane.
'Shall I bend over Miss.'
Diane smiled. Obedience at last. She thought.
'Yes please Wendy.' Diane replied.
The girl bent down touching her toes easily, although she
grimaced as the flesh of her bottom tightened. Diane could not
resist reaching between the proffered thighs and delicately
tickling her pubes. Wendy trembled but did not move from her bent
position until Diane patted her thigh and told her to come and
sit down.
'I don't know whether I can sit Miss.'
'Just lay on your tummy, then we can see that delicious bottom of
yours' Diane replied.
'All that excitement has made me thirsty.' Veronica said
brightly. 'Who would like coffee?'. 'I'll pour it Miss, I'm all
right now.'
Richard awoke with a start. He had had a terrible night. unsure
every minute of the evening whether he would be called to
Matron's office. Whether the girls had decided to report his
crime. He had slept fitfully, waking constantly only to fall back
into an uneasy sleep.
He looked at the large round wooden clock hanging high on
the wall at the end of the dormitory. It said six o'clock.
Richard jumped out of bed and hurried to the bathrooms. He filled
the large cast iron bath with tepid water, the only kind they
supplied at the orphanage. He shed his night-shirt with which
they supplied to both boys and girls and sank into the tepid
water. He scrubbed himself thoroughly, rubbing his skin red with
the harsh bristles of the wooden brush.
He had asked Matron for clean underwear and socks, which she had
provided without asking why. Normally clean clothing was supplied
at the whim of the domestics who worked in the institution.
After soaking in the bath for as long as the rapidly cooling
water would let him, he got dressed.
He was the eldest boy in the dormitory and as such was not
asked questions about where he was going. The rules were strict
and it was only the most foolish boy or girl that broke them. He
often went for walks early in the morning even during term time.
He was quite sure no one would question why he was dressed so
early during the school holidays.
Richard had a strange feeling in his stomach. His nerves were
on edge with a mixture of apprehension and dread at thought of
what the day would bring.
He sat with the earliest sitting of boys and girls for their
meagre breakfast, however this was one day that Richard could not
bring himself to eat his food. Richard did not possess a watch
so watched the clock at the far end of the room. As soon as the
hands read ten minutes to nine, he set off for the long walk up
to the lake.
The sun was already hot he as crossed the fields toward the
woods. He trudged on steadily, becoming more nervous as his legs
carried him nearer to the estate. He was well inside the woods
when he saw the faded notice that read, Private Land, Trespassers
will be prosecuted. The fence that provided the boundary for the
estate that lay ahead. Slowly he climbed over the round wooden
posts that ran between strong stakes that were firmly implanted
in the ground.
Slower now, he climbed up the hill, which led to the lake.
Cresting the rise he could see the blue water sparkling through
the trees. The lake looked inviting, but thinking about the lake
made his stomach churn. If it had not been for his desire to swim
there he would not have had to be here now.
Richard covered the last few yards through the trees with an
impending feeling of dread. His mind had covered every
possibility including whether it might be a game and they would
let him off.
As Richard left the cover of the trees he saw a Range Rover
parked by the Picnic table, then further to the left he saw the
girls. He could not see clearly from that distance so he failed
to notice that a third girl was present.
Richard felt embarrassment, what should he do. Had he to
walk over to them, or ... He walked on. His head looking toward
the immediate ground, he managing somehow to put one foot in
front of the other as he neared the picnic table. He could see
thick tartan blankets lying on the ground near to the table. He
stopped and looked up. 'Well what have we here?' Said Diane
brightly as the boy raised his head. She had monitored his
progress from the wood. Perhaps confirming her first impressions
of his physique. The boy almost jumped as she spoke. 'At least
you're on time.' He gazed at the girls his own face already
bright red. He noticed the third girl who had looked at him
quickly and then averted her eyes.
'Well my boy are you ready for your punishment.' Diane looked
keenly at him, her lips displaying even white teeth as she spoke.
Richard hung his head.
The maid looked at Richard through her eyelashes. She was pleased
they had allowed her to dress before the boy's arrival. He really
was good looking, tall, with a handsome face. 'We have decided,'
said Diane.' to give you six sound strokes of the cane. It should
be a lot more but we are to be lenient on this occasion. This
will be administered by myself. If you do not keep still or I am
not satisfied I will give you more. Is that understood.'
Richard looked at the girls beautiful face as she addressed
him. Six strokes, would he be able to take it like a man. The
doubts rushed through Richard's mind. He had had no experience to
compare with this.
' We are to proceed straight away Richard so will you kindly
prepare yourself.' Diane continued.
Richard stood looking dumbly at the girl. Not knowing what to do
or what to say.
'We are waiting Richard my boy.' Diane was well aware of the
boy's acute dilemma.
'What should I do Miss.' asked the boy looking down at his feet.
'Take those ugly trousers of yours off. and your clod hopping
boots.' Diane snapped. 'Hurry up I haven't got time to waste with
you.' Diane and Veronica were both well aware they had all the
time they wanted.
Richard went down on one knee and started to undo the laces. His
trembling fingers hardly managing to cope with the well-worn
laces. He managed to get them off and then stood trembling before
the girls. Reaching for his belt he undid it and let it hang down
from the waist loops of his baggy short trousers. He unbuttoned
his trousers and let them down over his legs. He stepped out of
them and placed them beside his boots. Once again he stood up in
front of the girls wearing his baggy underpants. His shirt lap
hung down covering most of the underpants.
'Take your jacket off.' Diane said firmly. 'It is far to hot for
that.' Richard obeyed placing the rough flannel jacket over his
trousers.
'Come on and the underpants, I'm going to cane your bare bottom.
Hurry up you are slow.' Diane looked up at the boys face, it was
flushed with discomfort.
Richard dropped his eyes from the girl's cool gaze and pushed his
underpants down his legs, he took them over his socks and placed
them on the growing pile of clothes. His shirt lap hung down
covering his thighs.
'For God's sake take those horrible socks off.' said Veronica,
speaking to the boy for the first time.
Richard bent once more, taking his long grey wool socks over his
feet he put them on the pile. He stood up facing the girls once
more.
'Shall we have the shirt off,' Diane asked Veronica innocently,
'It's bound to get in the way.' Richard blushed deeper at the
thought of having to expose himself. He had blushed every time he
had thought of the events of yesterday.
'Of course it will have to come off, it's more like a nightgown
than a shirt. How are we going to get to his bottom with that
thing in the way.' Veronica turned to Richard as she spoke. 'Come
on, get it off.' A nervous shudder shook Richard as Veronica
spoke to him. Blindly the boy reached for the buttons of his
shirt fumbling as he struggled to undo them, the shirt parted as
he undid the last button exposing the front of his timid body to
the girls.. Richard took the shirt off and let it fall to the
ground beside the rest of his clothes.
He clasped his hands over his genitals aware of the
interested stare of his audience.
'Hands by your sides, head up, shoulders straight.' snapped Diane
copying the word's and tones of her own schoolmistress.
Richard breathed deeply, he felt faint. Slowly he took his hands
away and hung them by his sides. He held his shoulders straight.
'That's better, I can't stand sloppy boys.' remarked Diane.
Richard was aware of where the girls were looking. He fought an
inner battle with himself to keep his hands by his sides.
Veronica looked at the naked boy as he stood in front of her. His
body was better than she remembered it. She examined his penis
hanging down in front of the neatly bulging scrotum. He had
obviously been circumcised the tip of the penis showing about a
quarter of an inch from his foreskin. His body was slimmer than
she had first thought and his skin had a healthy colour and an
excellent texture. Richard stood still as the girls looked at
him. He could do nothing to save his embarrassment. His eyes were
filled with tears.
Diane stood up in front of the boy and took him by the
shoulder as she looked into his face. 'Look at me Richard, I am
going to punish you now. I expect you to take your punishment
like a man. Do you understand me.' Richard nodded making a small
tear run down his cheek. Diane looked down gently into his eyes
and tenderly wiped the tear from his cheek.
'It's no good crying, I haven't given you anything to cry about
yet.' She said firmly. Standing back from the boy she motioned
Veronica to join her.' He can kneel on the bench and lean over
the table I think.' said Diane. 'Would you bring that blanket
please Wendy.' The maid carried the blanket to Diane who told her
to lay it on the bench at the side of the picnic table. Wendy
tried to avoid looking at the boy's face knowing some of what he
must be feeling. At the same time there was a certain excitement
about the proceedings.
'Come here my boy, kneel on the blanket and lean over the table.'
Richard moved to the bench and knelt on it. He leaned over the
table supporting himself with his hands, his elbows straight.
It was as if he were in a dream his head pounded and his stomach
churned inside. Veronica put her hand gently on his back. 'Go
down on to your elbows and rest your head on your hands, there's
a good boy.' Her voice was gentle and soothing. 'That's it right
down.' She smoothed her fingers over his back as he arched his
spine and pressed his chest to the table. Veronica moved back
examining his form from the rear. His legs were close together
and his smooth buttocks thrust upwards. Veronica looked at Diane
who was also admiring the beauty of the boy's body and winked..
She smoothed her hand across the smooth upturned buttocks. 'Open
your legs, you will be much better like that.' Richard shifted
his legs apart a couple of inches. Veronica stooped placing her
palms on the inside of each thigh. Firmly she pressed the boy's
legs apart until they were widely spread. The firm buttocks were
now open and vulnerable. Richard gasped at the smooth contact of
her soft hands. 'I think he had better be held.' said Diane.
'Wendy would you hold his arms, go around the other side of the
table. '. The maid obeyed, moving around the table, she pulled
Richard's hands across the edge of the wood. She leaned forward
trapping the hands between the table and her hips, her body
pressed tight against his arms. Richard could feel the softness
of her breasts against his elbows. Diane smiled happily at
Veronica as they observed the way Wendy had quickly done their
bidding.
'I think if you hold his penis and testes he won't be able to
move very far.' Diane chose the words deliberately to embarrass
the boy further. Richard could not believe his ears. Never before
had he felt so exposed and vulnerable. His body was one complete
blush. He rested his forehead on his arms to hide his face.
Veronica felt the nervous trembling under her fingers as she
coolly stroked her hands over his buttocks. Her hand sliding down
between the parted cheeks, her fingers lingered over the tightly
spread sphincter before descending between his legs. She scooped
the boy's testicles into her hand and squeezed them gently.
Slipping a soft hand underneath his hips she delicately took
hold of the flaccid penis. 'Wendy heard the boy gasp as he lay
helpless before her. His arms twitched beneath her soft breasts.
She guessed what Veronica was doing underneath the boy. Veronica
gently slipped the foreskin back over the rim of the glans. Her
delicate touch causing him to try and draw back. 'Stay exactly
where you are.' Veronica snapped and squeezed the balls resting
in her hand. Slowly she pulled the foreskin back her fingernails
gently scratching the rim of the young boy's penis.
Richard gasped as the girl's fingers gently coaxed his
penis into a gentle swelling. Her fingernails traced a delicate
pattern over his scrotum causing the skin to pucker as if cold.
Slowly and deliberately her fingers continued, ignoring the boy's
gasps. Skilfully manipulating the penis she slid the foreskin up
and down the shaft. Veronica felt the penis gradually stiffen she
could feel the blood pounding beneath her touch. The boy moaned
as she deftly pulled the foreskin back down the shaft stretching
the skin tight before she started an upward stroke to bring the
foreskin right over the tip of the glans. She squeezed the end
before pushing the soft skin back down the shaft. The boy's hips
began to move reluctantly as her insistent fingers stroked over
his manhood. 'Please ..Miss.. don't Miss..I feel funny Miss.
Richard gasped for breath, his nerves taut with sexual
excitement. Veronica felt the penis harden fully, she had never
thought a boys penis could become so hard. She felt the penis
suddenly start to throb as if it had a life of it's own. Quickly
she released some of the pressure. 'There that's given me
something to get hold of.' she said as she gently let go of the
boy. Veronica sat down her hips next to the boy's knee and looked
at her friend standing to the other side of his naked body. She
reached under the boy with both hands, twisting her body round to
push her left arm under his hips. She cupped his testicles
encircling the neck of the scrotum with her forefinger and thumb
and held his testes like a bag of sweets. With her right hand she
grasped the boy's penis pushing the foreskin back so that her
palm brushed against the rim ensuring the penis stayed erect.
Diane looked down at the helpless boy, his body quivering in
front of her. His buttocks thrusting upward from his steeply
arched back. The cheeks of his bottom widely splayed, an open
invitation to her cane.
'Prepare yourself Richard my boy,' Diane spoke firmly as she
raised the cane above her head. Veronica watched as Diane raised
her arm. Taking her cue she tightened her grip on the boy's
penis, pushing the foreskin back so that the heel of her hand was
able to rub against the sensitive rim. Richard gasped his body
taut, he felt her fingers squeeze firmly on his testicles as he
heard the swish of the cane. 'Aaarrrhh....aaaarrrrhhhh.' His body
bucked as the cane thwacked across his raised buttocks.
'Aaaarrrhhh'. He screamed as the fire in his bottom spread
through his body. He shook wildly, his body quivering as wave of
pain increased in intensity. Wendy pressed her breasts firmly
over the boy's arms her hands pushing his shoulders back down on
to the table.
'There now.' The young maid whispered to Richard, her soft lips
pressed close to his ear. She moved her young firm breasts over
the boy's arms trying to give him comfort.
Veronica pushed the foreskin of Richard's penis firmly down
the shaft, stretching the skin tightly she rubbed the heel of her
hand across the sensitive rim of the glans. Her deft fingers
cleverly coaxing his member back to a full erection.
Once more she tightened her grip as the cane fell smartly across
Richard's bottom cheeks. 'Aaaarrrrhhhh....aaarrrhhh..rrrhhhh. He
screamed. His body writhing in agony as a new wave of pain
coursed though him.
Diane looked down at the quivering buttocks. The livid red marks
clearly delineating the path of the cane. She squeezed her legs
together and shuddered in pure sexual excitement. If there is any
moment in my life, she thought, that I am to know my true self,
then this must be it.
Diane tried to steady her voice as she spoke sternly to the boy.
'Keep still Richard or it will be worse for you.' She raised the
cane once more and looked across at veronica. 'Three.' Diane said
quietly.
Veronica pinched the boy's penis which had become flaccid.
Holding the foreskin over the head of the penis, she squeezed in
quick scissors like movements. She could feel the glans move
beneath the skin and the organ begin to stiffen. Gently she
encircled the glans once more, pushing her slim fingers over the
rim, she pushed the foreskin back as far as it would go. Richard
gasped as her hands manipulated him so intimately. Veronica
increased the tempo of her fingers over his penis until she was
satisfied that it was perfectly erect. She took a firm hold of
his testicles and once more rubbed the palm of her hand over the
exposed tip of the penis. She nodded to Diane again signalling
the boy's readiness.
'Thwack.'..'Thwack.'..'Thwack.'. The cane fell in three quick
successive strokes. The response from the naked boy was
immediate. 'Aaaaarrrrhhhh...aaarrr.aaaarrrhhhh.' Richard
screamed. The woods seemed to echo and amplify his distraught
cries. His body bucked and became rigid. His mouth was wide open
and yet he felt unable to draw breath. His legs kicked
alternately backward from the bench. He had never experienced
such pain. How could he stand it. Surely no-one could bear this
pain. 'Pleeeeease....p...leeeease..no..more..I... can't
..stand..it.' He sobbed and pleaded as his body shook.
Diane pressed her hand between her thighs. Feeling the swollen
lips of her vagina though the material of her dress. She watched
the boy's buttocks jerk and quiver with pain. She felt herself
climax, her body trembled violently for a second and yet she
managed to control herself. "Put those legs well apart" Diane
spoke firmly her face flushed with excitement. 'If you disobey me
I shall be forced to add more strokes to your punishment'
'Pleease..Miss.no more I can't stand..any more'. Richard pleaded,
placing his shaking legs further apart. Diane bent forward and
tapped the cane from side to side between Richard's thighs
causing the boy to open his legs wider. Veronica was working
diligently on the boy's penis, her fingers moving rapidly up and
down the shaft. Her left hand toying with his testicles, bouncing
them on the tips of her fingers.
Slowly under her guidance, Richard's agitation subsided and his
penis began to stir. Her fingers, coaxing and manipulating
without respite until the boy's organ was fully extended once
more.
Veronica nodded toward Diane. She watched intently as Diane
raised her cane before bringing it down hard on to the boy's
quaking buttocks.
' Aaaaaaaarrrrrrhhhhhh...aaarrrhhhhhpphhhh.' Richard's body
shook and quaked, it seemed every fibre was locked in a muscular
spasm. 'Aaaaaaarrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.' He screamed, his eyes rolled
as the pain racked his body. He sobbed and sobbed, his hips
twisting from side to side trying to ease the awful searing
pain.
'There it's all over now.' Wendy whispered in his ear, her voice
soothing and gentle.' Richard was too preoccupied with his pain
to feel the single tear fall on his back.
'There that wasn't so bad was it?' Diane said kindly as she
placed the cane down on the grass. 'I want you to stay in that
position for a few moments, Do you hear me Richard.'
'No more Miss ....please Miss, no more,' The boy sobbed.
'There will be no more as long as you do what you are told, is
that understood.' 'Yes Miss. I won't move Miss.' Richard's voice
trembled as he spoke, his body shaking.
'We are going to let go of you now, but you are to stay where you
are and you are to touch your bottom is that clear.' Diane spoke
kindly but firmly. 'Yes Miss..yes Miss.' Richard mumbled through
the pain.
Veronica was delicately playing with the boy's penis,
stimulating the thick shaft with deft touches and caresses,
slowly causing it to erect once more under her skilful touch.
Wendy looked toward her Mistress and pushed her body up off the
boy. 'Shall I leave him now Miss.' She asked Diane.
'Yes you can leave him now.' She smiled at the maid. 'You've been
a good girl a very good girl, come over to me.'
The maid walked toward her young Mistress.
'I am very pleased with you Wendy.' Diane said as she put her
arms over the girls slim shoulders. 'I might want you to do
something soon, which you may not like, I am hoping that you will
not let me down.' Diane bent her head and kissed the girl on the
cheek.
Wendy looked up lovingly at her Mistress.
'Are you going to beat me again Miss?'.
Diane looked down at her innocent face, 'No Wendy I wont beat you
unless you are disobedient.'
'Thank you Miss, I couldn't bear what that boy has just had.'
Diane placed her hand over the girl's breast feeling the hard
nipple through her blouse.
'We are very fond of you Wendy, I want you to remember that the
next time you are punished.' Diane fondled the girl's breast
through her shirt as she spoke gently to her.
Veronica left the boy with his penis fully erected. She
walked over to Diane and the maid. 'Shall we sit down and have
some more coffee and let Richard reflect on his hurts." She said
to the girls as she sat down beside the hampers.
Gradually Richard felt the pain begin to ease as he knelt over
the oak table. His loins were on fire, but the acute desire to
rub his bottom had receded.
His embarrassment was total. He had been made to sob and beg in
front of the girls. His penis was still erect and he felt
terribly exposed. His legs splayed wide apart displaying himself
rudely.
It was fifteen minutes before Diane and Veronica got up and went
over to the boy. Richard had stopped sobbing but the tears still
fell down his cheeks. 'Up you get.' Said Veronica laying her hand
gently over the six bright weals' that decorated the boy's
bottom. 'Let's have a look at you.'
Richard got up awkwardly from the table. His knees felt stiff as
he lifted them from the bench and straightened them. He stood
facing the table, the two girls standing behind him. 'Turn round
and let's have a look at you.' Veronica told the boy.' Richard
turned to face the girl his head hung down. His hands were trying
to cover his penis which was still swollen.
'Head up, hands by your sides.'
Richard took his hands away and looked up his face flushed.
His tear stained cheeks blushed bright red.
Veronica took the boy's penis in her hand and squeezed. To
Richard's amazement she pulled his penis forward and held him by
it as she led him back to picnic blankets.
Wendy watched his face as Veronica held him by his penis. Richard
was blushing profusely. He squeezed his eyes shut as he saw her
look at Veronica's hand holding his erect penis.
'Kneel down on the blanket Richard, I want to see to your bottom'
Diane gestured as she sat down. Richard knealed forward resting
on his hands, his arms straight.
'That's fine. Just stay like that.'
'Do you want this Miss.' Wendy held out the bottle of lotion that
had been used on her own bottom.
'Thank you Wendy' Diane smiled warmly at the girl. She took hold
of the bottle and spilled lotion on to her hand. 'Hold this for
me.' She handed the bottle to Veronica who poured some on to her
own-cupped hand.
Diane moved around behind Richard proceeded to gently apply the
lotion to his naked bottom. Veronica smiled knowingly at Diane
and slid her hand underneath Richard's tummy reaching for his
penis once more. Richard trembled as he felt their light fingers
rubbing the lotion into his body.
Veronica gently rubbed the lotion into his penis feeling it throb
as she stroked him.
Diane parted Richard's legs and applied lotion along the crease
of his buttocks. Making the boy squirm. His penis felt as if it
were bursting as their busy fingers intoxicated his senses.
'Right young man, lay down on your side and turn over on your
back.' Richard just managed to understand. His mind was awash
with sensation.
'Hurry up.' The girls took their hands from his penis and
buttocks. Richard slid his knees to the ground laying face down.
Veronica put her hand under his hip and turned him over gently.
He closed his eyes, not daring to look at the girls. He knew his
penis was sticking straight up in the air. His humiliation was
total.
'Open your legs as wide as you can Richard, there's a good boy.'
Diane voice was soothing but insistent. Richard parted his legs
as wide as he could. 'Bend your knee's, that's it she said gently
as she took hold of one knee and bent it up and out. Richard had
never felt so humiliated. His body trembled and his lips quivered
in distress. Diane stood up looking down on the naked boy, his
body spread before her.
'Come here Wendy' Said Diane looking to her maid. She came and
stood by her. 'Just take off your skirt there's a good girl.'
Wendy looked at Diane anxiously. 'I haven't got my panties on
Miss.' she said blushing.
'That's all right, just take it off.' She undid the buttons and
let the skirt fall over her slim legs. She picked it up and laid
it to the side of the boy, looking down at his penis as she did
so. The maid stood up in front of Diane she was naked from the
waist down. She tried her best to hide her embarrassment, but
could not help keeping her pretty legs pressed together. 'Right
just step over here, that's it one leg either side, now kneel
down.' Diane instructed Wendy to sit astride the boy's waist with
her pretty bottom facing his head, she observed the position of
both Richard and her Maid. She was satisfied to see Wendy sitting
over the boy looking innocently at Richard's erect penis,
standing stiffly only inches from her face.
'Now Wendy I just want you to hold his legs under your arms, you
can do that can't you.
'Yes Miss.' the maid replied. Diane took hold of one of the boy's
legs making him bend the knee further as she pushed it up over
his hips. Veronica took charge of the other leg doing the same
and placing the maid's arm over the back of the boy's knee.
Richard felt so embarrassed as he lay there, his legs bent back
over his body his sore bottom lifted up off the ground.
'You don't need to kneel up, sit your bottom down a bit.' She
said to the maid. Wendy let her buttocks move down on to the
boy's chest, feeling his warm body under the cheeks of her
bottom. Veronica moved to kneel by the his shoulder. She looked
down into his eyes. His cheeks were suffused in a bright red
blush. He had shut his eyes tightly, his lips were trembling and
his chin quivered as she stroked soft fingers over his hot
cheeks.
'Open your eyes.' Veronica said gently.
Richard obeyed, slowly opening his eyes to look up into
Veronica's beautiful face. Her hair was shining in the sunlight.
She parted her sensuous lips and lowering her head kissed him on
the cheek. Richard could not help but watch as Veronica sat up
and began to slowly unbutton her shirt, pulling it from her
waistband and dropping it down over her shoulders and arms. Her
naked breasts stood out firmly as the she gazed down on him.
Veronica took her arms out of the sleeves and leaned over the
boy's face. Her nipples brushed across his cheeks as she moved
her body over him.
Diane knelt between Richard's legs and gently cupped her
hand underneath his testicles. Her fingernails gently traced a
pattern along the soft underside of the scrotum causing the skin
to contract.
Wendy watched in fascination as Diane took his penis in her
other hand and gently slid her fingers up around the shaft,
bending forward she blew on to the tip of the boy's penis.
Slowly but steadily her hand passed up and down over the glans
pulling the foreskin tight as she reached the base of the swollen
organ.
Richard's eyes were misty, his body stiffened as Diane cleverly
stimulated his body to a fever of excitement.
'There there Richard.' Veronica whispered, bringing her lips over
the boy's face. 'It will all be over soon, you have had a
traumatic day just relax there's a good boy.'
She gently stroked the boy's face. His breathing had become
heavier and more laboured, his body was trembling all over as
Diane increased the pressure of her fingers upon his penis.
Diane noticed his hips had begun to move in small gyrations. She
gently squeezed his testicles and pulled them forward. His
buttocks moved from side to side as she brought him toward a
climax.
She mover her hand from his testicles and placed it over the end
of his penis. She flattened the palm and rubbed it in a circular
motion over the lips of the opening. The boy immediately tried to
draw away from the intense sensation. But Diane held his penis
firmly her hand keeping a steady motion up and down the shaft.
Veronica watched his face, his mouth opened wide as he gasped for
air. His breath producing a rasping sound against the larynx as
the girl's brought him inexorably to the very edge of his
impending climax.
'Oooooohh....ooh.ohh..ooohh.' Richard moaned.
'Aaah.....hh...hh. He threw his head back. There was a pounding
in his ears and his vision became blurred. Wendy felt the boy
buck like a young colt beneath her buttocks. She pressed down on
to his body and felt the soft lips of her vagina slide over his
smooth skin.
'You poor boy, you are tense aren't you, just hang on, you will
come very soon.' Veronica whispered as she pressed her breasts
over his chest and shoulder. Her face close to the boy's
trembling lips.
'Ooooooo....oo...ooohhhh..' Richard's head moved from side to
side as once more ran the palm of her hand over the sensitive
opening of his penis. She deliberately stretched the foreskin as
tight it would go. Her fingers squeezing hard around the shaft.
Richard was beside himself every nerve in his body stretched to
breaking point.
Without warning, Diane slipped the palm of her left hand between
his legs her fingertips pressed hard against the anus, feeling
for the first spasms of his climax.
'Ooooohhh...aaaarrhhhhhhh.' Richard's moans grew louder. His head
jerked from side to side, his mouth slack. Veronica held
the boys face between her hands as she saw his eyes lose focus.
'Pleeeeaaase..Miss...pleeee...oooohhhh...aaaarrrhh.' Richard lost
control. His limbs twitched as if he were having a fit. His eyes
staring wildly.
Diane felt the climax approach and deftly pushed her forefinger
up into the boy's anus rapidly moving her finger in and out of
the soft tissue of the sphincter. She watched as the first jets
of semen erupted from the tip of the penis. Immediately she
pushed her finger hard up into his anus. She felt him buck as she
curled the finger hard up against the prostate gland. "There my
boy". she cooed. "Let's Have a nice big come from you."
'Oooooo...oooo...oooohhhhh...aaaaaarrrrhhhhh. Richard moaned
louder and louder his imprisoned hips trying to escape. His
thighs quivering as his nerves sent shocks through to his legs.
'Ooooooohhh..Miss..Mi...ss. Wave after wave of pleasure rushed
through his body. 'There you are, you're coming now.' whispered
Veronica as she moved her lips over his.
'Pleeeeaase........Missssss..' Richard gasped as spurt after
spurt of semen shot from his penis.
Suddenly Veronica closed her lips over his, deliberately robbing
him of air. She pushed her tongue deep into the back of his
throat and held him for a moment. Slowly she withdrew her mouth,
feeling his chest heave as he drew in lung full's of air. Diane
continued drawing her fingers firmly up and down the boy's penis.
Her other hand pushing deep between the parted buttocks..
Wendy felt the boy's stomach heave as she rubbed herself over
him. Fascinated the maid watched as yet another stream of semen
shot from the tip o his penis and high into the air.
The boy's climax seemed to last forever as Diane cleverly coaxed
every drop of juice from him. Richard's body trembled from head
to foot. His fingers were stretched rigid, the orgasm had seemed
to reach every part of his young body. His lungs felt as if they
were about to explode as he gasped for air. 'Arrrhh.arrrhh. He
moaned, all his strength gone, his body drained. Veronica looked
down at him, her breasts gently pressing against him, her face
close to his. 'There my precious boy, it's all over now'. She
whispered softly, her breath sweet on his lips.
'Oh..Miss..Misssss' Richard breathed a deep gulp of air as the
last spasm's of pleasure rippled through his young body. Diane
gripped the base of his penis, squeezing hard. She gently slipped
her finger out of his bottom and cupped his testicles, Squeezing
gently as her other hand firmly slid up his penis bringing the
last drop of semen to the tip. Richard looked up at Veronica as
if he had returned from a dream. 'Oh Miss...Miss.' He stammered.
Veronica bent her body over his face and cupped her right breast,
gently placing it against his open mouth. 'There my baby..
there.' She said soothingly as the boy's trembling lips closed
over the nipple.
Wendy looked in wonder at her Mistress watching every movement as
Diane gently wiped a small globule of semen from the tip of
Richard's penis. She reached for Wendy's hand, motioning her to
let down Richard's legs. Satisfied, she took the maid's hand and
placed it on the boy's penis.
Wendy closed her small hand around it and squeezed. Diane took
the girl's other hand and placed it between the boy's legs so
that she could feel his testicles. Wendy leaned forward and
cupped the testicles, gently moving the balls to and fro between
her slim fingers.
Richard awoke and looked up at the sky, his skin warm from the
sun. The girls had left him lying quietly to recompose himself,
the blonde girl ordering him to stay where he was and to rest.
Richard had been near to fainting as Diane had cleverly prolonged
his climax.
He had slept for over two hours, his body exhausted from a
surfeit of pain and pleasure coupled with the lack of sleep he
had suffered during the night. He could not hear the girls and
wondered whether they had left him to go home. He felt the
blanket still underneath him and looked around to see one of the
hampers was still by his side, but the Range Rover had gone. He
turned his head toward the picnic table to see the maid watching
him intently. On the table was a Thermos and four plastic cups.
Richard raised himself on one elbow and suddenly realised he was
naked. He quickly covered his groin with his hand. The maid stood
and gazed down on him, her almond eye's, examining every detail
of his body. 'Mistress Diane said that I should give you some
coffee when you wake.' She said sweetly. Richard looked down at
himself to make sure his hand was covering his genitals. 'I'll
get dressed.' he said as he got to his feet awkwardly, keeping
his hand over his groin.
'Mistress Diane said you are not allowed to dress,' the girl said
timidly looking down. '..and..and.. you are not to cover
yourself.. with your hand. 'The maid's voice trailed off into a
whisper as she hung her head.
Richard could not believe his ears. So it wasn't over. His
insides churned as he remembered the position he was in, he
blushed, his face turning red in an instance. He didn't think he
could bear more humiliation.
'But..but..' Richard stuttered. The girl turned away from
Richard swinging her legs over the bench to face the table. Her
slim thighs exposed for a second as she pulled her skirt to her
knees. She opened the Thermos and poured two cups of coffee. 'Do
you take sugar.' She asked Richard who was still standing
covering himself. The maid had not looked round at him as she
spoke.
'..er, yes please Miss..er two spoons.' Richard replied.
'You can sit down.' Wendy spoke softly, then remembering his
bottom. 'There is a blanket on the bench at that side she pointed
to the bench at the other side of the table.
'Thank you Miss.' Richard replied his hands still placed over his
penis. The maid looked up as walked round the long oak table.
'Richard.' Wendy spoke with warning in her voice. Richard stood
still.
'Mistress said it would be three strokes if I had to ask you to
do anything twice.'
Richard stood at the end of the table as the girl looked up at
him. She looked embarrassed.
Richard blushing looked down at his hands, slowly uncovering
himself.
'I'm sorry Miss.' Richard hung his head. His penis moved
slightly as his arms fell to his sides
Wendy looked at the boy and felt sorry for him but she dare not
disobey her Mistress.
'You can sit down.' She said simply.
The maid watched as the naked boy walked around the table. The
livid red stripes on his bottom standing out from the pale skin.
She noticed him wince as he sat down delicately.
They drank coffee as Richard asked about the girls. Who they
were and what they did. The girl told him as best she could
details about the family and all the land they owned. She seemed
uneasy as if she had something on her mind, something she had not
told him.
They sat for ten minutes before the girl looked up to Richard,
and blushed prettily as she spoke.
'Mistress Diane has told me to put some more......',
The girl hesitated. '... lotion on your bottom..and..and to make
your...your..,' She blushed bright red, '.....to make your..penis
hard. 'She blurted. Her eyes looked down at her dainty fingers as
she twisted them together nervously. Richard stared with
amazement. He blushed bright red, gasping in shock at the words.
His head felt dizzy.
'I..have..to do it.' The girl said as she looked at Richard.
The boy hung his head but said nothing.
They both sat in silence for a few minutes. The maid began to
look nervous and blushed.
'They will be back soon' The girl broke the silence.
'I think it will be best if I do it now.'
'Wh..what shall I do Miss.' Richard stammered.
'Just bend over the end of the table, while I bring the stuff.'
The maid got up from the table and stepped over to the picnic
hamper. She looked through it until she found the bottle that her
Mistress had instructed her to use.
She turned to find the boy already bending over the end of the
oak table. His young body looking lithe and graceful as he bent
forward, his arms stretched out in front of him. Wendy stood
behind him and admired his body.
His legs were pressed together and his buttocks were clenched.
Wendy opened the bottle and placed the top on the table. She
carefully poured some of the liquid into the palm of her right
hand. She placed the bottle beside the top and gently placed her
hand on the small of his back.
'I have to do this Richard, they will cane you if I don't.' she
said softly.
'Please do as I ask you, or it will be worse for both of us.'
Richard raised his head, which rested on his arms.
'I'll do as you say Miss, I promise.'
'Open your legs please, I have to do it exactly as she told me.'
Richard opened his legs a few inches still keeping his buttocks
clenched.
'You will have to open them further please hurry they will be
back soon.' Wendy said anxiously.
Richard opened his legs until they were about two feet apart, but
the girl was not satisfied.
'No all the way, like you were before' she said more firmly.
Richard opened his legs as far as he could. The thought of his
recent punishment flooding through his mind as she reminded him.
Wendy gently put her cupped palm over his bottom, the liquid
running down his buttocks. She quickly followed the liquid with
her hand rubbing it gently over his pale firm bottom.
'It..stings ..a bit Miss' Richard gasped as he felt the liquid
setting fire to the weal's across his flesh.
'Relax your bottom, I can't get inside.' Wendy said nervously as
her hand rubbed softly over him.
Richard unclenched his buttocks allowing the maid access to the
cleft between his cheeks. She stroked gently over the mounds of
his bottom, her fingers making their way between the crevice, the
tips gently probing at the very centre, making Richard squirm.
Wendy felt less nervous as she realised how pliable the boy was.
She slowly let her hand slip lower between the buttock cheeks,
her right hand sliding from his back down between the cleft. With
her left hand she slid her fingers boldly between his legs and
cupped his testicles.
'OOooh,ooh. Richard gasped as the girl held him between her
delicate fingers. Deliberately she stoked over the boy's scrotum
and slipped her well lubricated fingers tenderly around his
penis, pulling it back so she could see it as she stooped lower.
She pushed the foreskin up the shaft and then pulled back down,
squeezing as she drew her fingers down in a milking motion. She
felt the penis begin to stiffen as she skilfully slid the
foreskin down over the head and then up again, stretching the
soft skin tight... as Diane had instructed.
'Ooooh..Miss'. Richard moaned softly, as the girl gently played
with his penis, her small hands moving with delicacy and
precision.
'I'm sorry Richard but I have to do this.' She said, as she
squeezed and pulled once more.
Richard's body began to quiver under the effect of the girls
fingers.
Gently she let go of him and placed her arms round his shoulders
pulling him up. Richard stood up straight at the girls prompting.
She turned him, directing him round the table to the bench, her
hands sliding to his waist as she pushed him forward.
'Just stand there and open your legs wide.' Wendy said as stood
him in front of the bench, facing the table. She stepped around
the boy and sat on the bench in front of him, sliding her knees
in between his thighs. She looked up at him and blushed as she
saw the anguish in his face.
'I'm sorry but I have to.' She reached forward and took hold of
his penis and pulled him closer to her. With her other hand she
gently stroked the inside of his thigh upward from the knee until
she reached the juncture of his thighs. She cupped the soft
scrotum in her hand, and squeezed the testes gently. Her young
fingers deftly pushed the foreskin back and forth, the young maid
imitating the expert ministrations her Mistress had demonstrated.
Richard's body began to tremble as she slid her delicate fingers
up and down his shaft in a continuous rhythm.
'Plee..ease Miss' Richard moaned as Wendy increased the tempo of
her fingers upon his organ.
'I feel funny..Miss...oohh..ooohh Miss.' Wendy quickened the pace
of her fingers as the boy's thighs trembled and shuddered in
front of her. Suddenly he seemed to go week at the knees.
'Plee..eease Misss..sss, I..th..ink.I'mm.. ' Richard stammered
as a wave of sexual sensation pervaded his whole body. So intense
that his whole body jolted like a young colt. Wendy deliberately
increased the pace of her hand. She pulled the foreskin right
down to the bottom of the shaft before bringing it up over the
glans. With her other hand she quickly felt between the boy's
buttocks, locating the anus with her index finger. 'I'm sorry
Richard, but I have to put my finger into your bottom, I'll try
not to hurt you.' Wendy said breathlessly as she felt for the
centre of the sphincter.
'Please Miss, I feel.. oh.. Miss' Richard pleaded.
"Just try and relax your bottom". She pushed against the tightly
shut sphincter, probing quite firmly. Feeling the entrance she
deftly pushed her slender finger up into his anus. She felt his
buttocks contract savagely as she firmly pushed her finger up as
far as it would go.
'Oops, there we are, now just try and relax.' The boy was jerking
his body uncontrollably as she impaled him. His knees sagged and
shook and his face grimaced.
'Pleee...eeease.......Misssssss.' Richard moaned as he felt his
climax approach
'I'm sorry.' Wendy said softly, 'But I have to make you come.'
She pushed his foreskin down tightly probing deeply with her
finger, as his hips moved backward she found she was able to
quickly push a second finger up into his bottom.
'There I think you're going to come now, just a few more little
strokes. Wendy tightened her fingers over the shaft, his scrotum
swinging backwards and forwards between his widely parted legs.
'Oooooo...ooohhh..Miss..ss..sss.' Richard's legs shook as he
climaxed..his knees quivered and shook and his bottom trembled
as the young maid coaxed him to a climax. She watched the boy
ejaculate'
'Come on Richard ..Let it all come out..that's it.. every drop.
'Wendy spoke softly to him as she quickened her strokes. His
semen shooting from the tip and spilling to the ground. She
squeezed the shaft at the base, pressing her middle finger to the
underside, urging the last drops of juice to the tip. She
increased the pressure of her fingers in the boy's bottom curling
them upward. She watched as he through his head back in
uncontrolled emotion. She carefully slid her fingers from his
bottom and took hold of his scrotum. Richard was sobbing with
emotion, his eyes tightly shut and his breath coming in quick
gasps. His whole body was shaking rapidly as if in fever.
'Oooooo..ooo..oh.ah' He moaned, as she cupped his testes in her
soft hand and squeezed them firmly.
'Nearly finished..there..that's all of it.' Her pretty face was
flushed as she looked up at Richard through her long eyelashes.
'It's all over now Richard, just relax.' She whispered the words
to him, looking into his face. 'Open your eyes, it's all over
now.'
Richard opened his eyes and looked into hers. She stood up still
holding his penis, her left hand cupping his testes.
'You're all right now just relax.' She leaned forward and placed
a tender kiss upon his trembling lips. Gently she released his
captive penis and testicles. She placed her hands on either side
of his hips and turned him round so that his back was towards
her. She guided him to the picnic blankets, her hands softly
stroking his waist.
'Lay down here on your back, I just have to clean you up.' She
spoke soothingly to him as one would a child. Richard felt numb
his mind in turmoil as he obeyed her instructions. She watched
the boy as he carefully lowered himself to the ground. He
grimaced once as his bottom touched the blanket. "Lay back with
your head on the blanket and open your legs". Richard obeyed,
feeling foolish once more as he felt the girl's hand on his knee,
pulling his legs further apart.
Wendy had learned a lot today, not only concerning the physical
aspects of the day's events... but about herself. She looked down
at Richard, delighted at his obedience to her. His timid
expression and blushing cheeks denoting her dominance in their
relationship. At first she had been shocked when Diane had
informed her of what she must do. The feeling of shock was
quickly followed by one of anxiety. Would she be able to handle
the boy? What if he was to decide to leave; she would not have
the strength to stop him. She smiled down at him, observing the
look of pure supplication as she knelt and tenderly stroked the
burning cheek of his face. "Just lay there and relax a little,
you've had a busy day." She delicately traced her pretty fingers
down over his chest and down on to his tummy. "I have done it!
and done it well". She thought, feeling a sense of pride and
perhaps determination. Wendy turned her body round and took some
soft moist tissues from the hamper. She gently took his penis in
her hand and wiped the tip. Very gently she pulled the foreskin
down exposing the rim and wiped behind it. Richard's hips jerked
as the tissue grazed the rim.
'There it's all finished.' she said as she laid his penis over
his tummy. 'Do you feel better now?' she asked gently as she sat
back on her heels.
'Oh miss I feel so ashamed.' Richard mumbled. 'I don't know
what...to..':
'Don't cry.' She said as the boy's emotions took hold of him. She
laid her hand gently on his chest.
'I had to do that to you, I had no choice.' She said gently.
'I know,,,Miss ..I'm..sorry ..Miss.' Richard stammered as Wendy
looked down into his face.
'Miss Diane instructed me that If they were not back...er..
after I ..er.' She did not finish the sentence. 'I was to let you
get dressed and go home, she also said that you may come and swim
everyday of the holiday's. She said that you wont be disturbed
and that you were to come.'
Richard had stopped crying and looked up at Wendy's pretty face.
'I think it would be better if you went before they returned.'
Richard looked at the girl thankfully.
'May I get dressed now Miss?' He sat up hoping she would not look
down at his nakedness.
'Yes, that is what Miss Diane said.' Wendy looked into the boy's
face.
'She is not cruel really, she is..is very loving, but you have to
obey the rules otherwise she will punish you. Did she hurt you
very much?'
'Yes Miss.' The boy answered. 'It hurt a lot.'
'She said that was how it should be. 'Wendy looked straight into
the boy's tear stained eyes.
Richard stood, turning his back as he bent toward his clothes.
'I am truly sorry I trespassed Miss.. will you tell her? 'Richard
asked as he put on his clothes.
'Yes Richard of course' The maid said softly. 'You had better go
before they come,'
'Bye Miss.' He said as he started walking quickly away, his sore
bottom smarting as he walked toward the wood. Wendy stood
watching him. Her hand pressed between her thighs. Suddenly she
sank to her knees as she felt a wave of passion course through
her young body. "Oh my god" She thought as she quickly slipped
her hand beneath her skirt and rubbed the palm over her pubis.
Wave after wave of indescribable sexual sensation rippled through
her slender frame. Her shoulder shook as she bent her head
forward, her fingers busily brushing back and forth over her
clitoris. The orgasm had taken her completely by surprise. Her
penned up sexual passions suddenly explode within her. She lay
back on the blankets her hand still stroking her fingers over the
lips of her vagina. Gradually her senses returned. She lay back
looking up at the tiny white clouds moving slowly over the bright
blue of the sky.
'Well I think that's everything.' Lady Rawlings looked up at the
two girls as they sat in front of her ornate desk.
They were sat in the study, the two girls were looking pleased as
she replaced the receiver of the telephone smiling.
'I am sure we have done the right thing, I feel better that he's
going to come to us. I know you will have your play toy, but at
the same time we will be ensuring he has a better future.'
'Is fostering better than adoption?' Veronica asked Lady
Rawlings, as she leaned forward putting her elbows on to the
desk.
'Initially yes, it means if the medical centre pass him fit on
Monday, he will be brought straight to us. I have arranged with
Jane at the school to supply us with a governess for the boy. She
will arrive the day after you go back from the holiday. Lady
Rawlings closed the file she had in front of her and continued.
'Don't you think it was rather clever asking if the orphanage had
an older boy that she could recommend.
Diane laughed, 'It would be a bit unfortunate if she had
recommended someone else.'
'Well I was taking your word that he was obedient and polite.
However it was nice that she put forward your Richard Chambers as
being of excellent character. She said that although he was
nearly fifteen, she was sure he would be a credit to us. Don't
forget we have already arranged for the Vietnamese girl to start
work on Monday, if she is as pretty as her photographs I think
you will like her.'
'I can't wait.' Said Diane.
'You never could.' Lady Rawlings laughed watching her lovely
daughter giggle to her friend.' I don't know what you two get up
to at school, but I can guess it's not all good.'
'We don't get up to much at school, that's why the holidays are
so good.' Veronica was still smirking at Diane as she spoke.
'You are so good to us, I really mean it and I am sure that we
are doing the best for the boy.' Diane looked lovingly at her
mother. 'I am sure there is not another boy anywhere that has his
looks or grace, it seems a shame that he should spend his life in
an orphanage.'
'Well I am sure he will fit in nicely here, Now hadn't you two
better go and fetch our maid.' Lady Rawlings stood and walked
around the desk.
The girl smiled up at her mother and thought of what the maid
might be doing at this very moment. She should have finished by
now, I gave her detailed instructions.' Diane smiled at the
recollection.
'There is nothing like giving someone a taste of power over their
fellow humans.' Lady Rawlings smiled. 'It worked wonders for
Hitler in his early days.'
Both girls laughed at her, watching her slim body turn and open
the door of the study.
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'Well my daughter will be up to take you in five minutes, so 'll
say Goodbye. We shall miss you Richard.' The matron who had been
speaking stood up and shook Richard by the hand.
They were in matron's office where Richard had been called to
attend earlier in the week and told he was to be fostered,
'Not just by anyone, but by Lady Rawlings herself.' She had told
him proudly.
Richard had not know what to think, he had not been unhappy at
the orphanage but was bright enough to realise that his prospects
were not good. Most boys joined the services, several had joined
a year ago leaving Richard as the eldest boy. What clouded his
mind was the experience up at the lake. His body had not
recovered from the beating, or his mind from the embarrassment
and humiliation. He had been excited with sexual sensations that
he had never thought possible. His penis stirred beneath the
baggy flannel trousers as he thought of the girls and what they
had done to him.
Would history repeat itself, he was sure that it would. He did
not think he could stand another caning, his bottom was still
extremely sore. However he had no choice to make, Matron had not
asked him whether he would like to be fostered, she had simply
told him.
Richard awoke from his reverie to find Matron beaming down on
him, her broad features wreathed in smiles. 'Off you go young
man, your car awaits.' She laughed as she pushed Richard through
the door.
Matron's daughter was stood in the doorway. 'I don't suppose he
will be taking a suitcase" she said as she turned and set off
down the corridor. Richard liked Janet, she had been good to the
boy, giving him occasional sweets and cake from the kitchen. She
had turned seventeen years of age a few months ago, and had
started to take driving lessons. She had passed her driving test
last week and had not been out of the car since. Taking Richard
to the Medical Centre had been yet another excuse to use her
mother's car.
'Thank you for taking me Miss.' Said Richard as they climbed into
the car.
'I've told you, you don't have to call me Miss, I'm Janet and as
you well know this is another good excuse to get out in the car.
Richard enjoyed hearing her well-bred accent. It was not as well
modulated as the girl's at the lake but it had a fruity sound as
she laughed.
Richard watched her as they drove toward the town, her features
were neat and she had a very pretty mouth, especially when she
smiled, showing her brilliant white teeth.
'I shall be sorry to see you go, but I am pleased for you, it
could not have happened to a nicer boy.' She laughed as she said
the last words, but she meant them. Richard had always seemed to
be special and looking at him now, as they parked the car, she
could see the boy's merit.
'I'll come in with you, I have a letter to give to them.' She
said as they both walked up the stone steps of the large modern
building. They entered the building and located the third floor
which was sign-posted 'Medical Examination'.
They pushed through the swing door into an office. A young Nurse
of about twenty looked up at them as they entered. She was
dressed in a stiff white tunic, which revealed the vee of her
breasts. Her shoulder tabs were decorated with blue epaulettes
imprinted with narrow gold stripes.
Janet spoke first. 'I have brought Richard Chambers from the
orphanage he has an eleven o'clock appointment here.'
'Ah.. yes, he is to be got ready to go before the committee at
two this afternoon... you will be Matron's daughter.' The nurse
smiled up at Janet.
'You have a letter for me?'
Janet handed over the letter to the nurse, who took it and slit
open the envelope with her neatly manicured fingernails.
'I see,' she said a couple of times while she read the letter.
After a few moments she looked up and smiled at the boy.
'If you would come with me Richard.' She turned to Janet. 'I
won't keep you more than a few moments but Matron has requested
that you take his clothes back with you.'
Richard followed the nurse through the grey carpeted office to a
white door situated in the far wall. Richard realised that he had
not said goodbye Janet. They entered a small corridor with doors
situated on both sides.
'In here' The nurse lead him through the first door into a
brightly lit room. Richard looked around, seeing a row of shiny
metal sinks, on which sat rows of glass jars and containers. In
the middle of the room there was a table covered with padded
rubber. To his left were a series of cubicles which were open-
ended the first of these contained a chair. A trolley of
instruments stood in front of the second cubicle, its chromium
plated frame holding glass shelves beneath the stainless steel
top.
'If you would just take off your clothes in there.' She pointed
to the first cubicle. 'I will prepare you a jar.' The nurse moved
over to the sinks.
Richard looked up into as he entered the cubicle but could find
no curtain to pull across. Feeling uncomfortable he began to
undress. The nurse was still busy at the sink as he stood in his
underpants, the rest of his clothes folded on the chair beside
him.
'Are you ready yet.' She said as she turned toward him with a jar
in her hand.
'Ah..' She looked at the boy 'You will have to take those off I'm
afraid.'
Richard blushed and bent forward, slowly he took off the woollen
pants holding them in front of himself.
The nurse put down the jar and approached him. He timidly looked
up to see her standing before him. The nurse looked amused at his
embarrassment. Her smile made him blush even more. 'I will see if
I can find a bag for these.' She reached for the clothes beside
him and picked up his boots from the floor. She placed them on
top of the pile and gently pulled the underpants away from the
boy's grasp. Richard quickly covered himself with his hands. The
nurse smiled down at him, her red lips revealing even white
teeth. Her eyes widened in mock surprise as she looked down on
his naked body. "You're not embarrassed are you Richard?" He
looked down timidly, his hands pressed tightly over his genitals.
'I think I will have to find you something to do with those
hands.' She turned and put the clothes down on top of the rubber-
covered table and picked up the glass jar she had been holding
earlier. It was large and rounded with a long straight stem, the
lip being about four inches in diameter.
'Come over here, I want you to give me a urine sample.' The nurse
took hold of the boy's shoulder and led him to the centre of the
room. She bent on one knee in front of him. Deliberately she
placed her fingers around the boy's wrist and gently pulled his
hand away from the juncture of his thighs.
'Take your hands away, there's a good boy.' She said softly.
Richard was blushing as he let his hands fall to his sides.
'Now just stand there, with your legs astride, there that's the
way.' Richard nervously stood with his legs apart, his face
beginning to turn a brighter red. The nurse looked up, her brown
eyes noting his embarrassment.
'Don't be shy, I am not going to hurt you.' She lifted the glass
container up under his penis, making sure the cold glass touched
his testicles. Richard shuddered as he felt the touch of the
container, his scrotum recoiling as she pressed it against his
genitals.
'Now I just want you to urinate in this, take of hold of it,
there that's it.' She took his wrist placing his hand on the rim.
Richard took hold of the jar using both hands
.'That's the way." She smiled as she reached for his clothes and
stood in front of him.
'See what you can do, there's a good boy'. The nurse carried his
clothes with her as she walked into the corridor.
Richard tried to urinate but even the cold of the glass pressed
against him did not help. It was a few moments before he felt the
telltale sensations in his lower stomach. He began to urinate,
his bladder disgorging his urine in a rush.
To his horror the door opened and a young nurse walked in
bringing Janet with her. Richard looked at them his face full of
anguish, as if to tell they had made a mistake.
'Ah I thought we would find him in here.' The small blonde
hair'd nurse turned to Janet as she spoke. She did not seem in
the least concerned at seeing Richard naked, or the fact that he
was urinating helplessly. Richard's face turned bright red as
both the nurse and Janet turned towards him.
'He is just having to give his urine sample. 'The nurse said to
Janet, her tone quite indifferent to the boy's pleading look.
The epaulettes of the nurse's starched white tunic bore one gold
stripe. Her shapely legs were firm and tanned, her thighs showed
through the flap of her skirt which finished well above her
knees. She wore white shoes, the soles silent upon the floor as
she moved to stand in front of him. Janet looked down at the jar,
noticing how large his young penis was as it lay resting on the
glass rim. She had often wondered how he would look without
clothes. She examined his body, noting his perfect proportions.
Richard stood helplessly, his face suffused in red as he
continued to urinate helplessly. She observed the look of pure
terror on his face as he tried to twist his body away from their
gaze.
'I'm sorry Richard, they didn't tell me they had started.' She
said softly. Richard had nearly stopped urinating but could not
stop his body giving one final shudder spilling more urine into
the jar. Before he could turn away the nurse had stooped down and
taken the jar. She took hold of his penis, circling the flesh
with her fingers. Deftly she squeezed the last few drops of urine
into the jar. Janet looked down at the boy's genitals as the
nurse gently pulled the young boy's penis. She raised her head to
look at his face. A flush of pity went out to him as she observed
his acute embarrassment. Richard could not bring himself to meet
her gaze, but lowered his head to avoid eye contact. The nurse
lowered the jar lifting his penis as she took it from between his
thighs.
'Just stay where you are and I will be back in a moment.' She
said to Richard as she took the jar away from him and placed it
on the sink. She attached a label and wrote Richard's name on it.
Janet leaned forward and touched Richard's shoulder. 'I am so
sorry Richard, I had no idea, please look at me.' She whispered
softly to him as he looked up a small tear in the corner of his
eye. He had pressed his knees together and had once more covered
himself with his hands.
The nurse returned with a small square of gauze. She pushed the
boy's hands away as she bent on one knee in front of him.
'I'll just do this and then we can try and locate his clothes.'
She said to Janet as she looked over her shoulder. She took hold
of the boy's penis and squeezed it drawing her hand slowly down
to the glans.
Richard watched in horror as her hand encircled him, her
delicate fingers cool on his skin. Through tear-filled eyes, he
watched the nurse pull his foreskin back and gently squeeze the
tip of his penis. A small drop of urine escaped on to the gauze
pad.
The nurse stood and turned toward Janet, seemingly unaware of the
distress she had caused the young boy. 'I think Nurse Carter has
probably taken his clothes to the locker room, shall we go and
have a look.' She waved her hand forward as she moved toward the
door.
Wendy looked at Richard, his hands once more covering his
genitals.
'I shall have to go Richard, I am sorry you were embarrassed. I
had no idea you would be naked or doing that. I really do hope
you will be very happy where you are going. If I am allowed I
will come and visit you soon.'
Richard looked up at Janet. Her words were just beginning to make
sense to him through his haze of embarrassment.
'Th..thankyou Miss, thank you.' Wendy quickly bent forward and
kissed him on the cheek.
'Bye.. see you soon.' She whispered as she turned and followed
the young nurse through the door.*
Richard stood in the middle of the room feeling totally naked and
ashamed. His young body trembling as he stood holding his hands
over his groin. He had been standing there for quite a few
minutes before two more young nurses entered the room. They both
had dark hair pinned under pretty caps set back on their heads.
The taller and prettier of the two went to the sinks ignoring the
boy as he stood covering himself. The other nurse, a petite
athletic looking girl stood in front of Richard. Both nurses wore
rubber aprons, covering their starched tunics.
'We will need a urine sample from you before we start.' She said
meeting the boy's eyes.
'I just..just did..' Richard stammered as he looked at the nurse
before dropping his gaze to the floor.'
'It's here.' The second nurse walked across from the sinks to
stand by his side. 'I want you to get up on the table, and kneel
down on your hands and knee's, do you think you can do that for
me?' She spoke kindly to him. 'I am Nurse Ford.' The taller nurse
spoke again as she placed a hand on his shoulder and turned his
body toward the table.
'This is Nurse Todd, and your name is Richard is that right.'
Richard nodded as he climbed on to the table. Both nurses watched
him as he kneeled down facing them, his face suffused in red. The
taller nurse placed her hand gently on his shoulders and stroked
her fingers down his back and over his upturned buttocks.
'Now we are going to give you an enema, I don't suppose you have
had one before so I will tell you that it doesn't hurt, so just
relax when I tell you, all right?'
Richard nodded his head numbly. The small blonde nurse had
brought an instrument trolley up to the end of the table. The
instrument trolley had four corner posts, one of which extended
to six feet high. On top of the extension hung a soft plastic
container. The oblong bag was about eight inches long and
contained two pints of liquid. The lower end of the bag was
moulded into an adapter on which was attached a long tube, the
bottom of which was coiled up on the trolley's tabletop. The
nurse placed the trolley alongside the table where the boy was
kneeling. Nurse Ford moved behind Richard and placed her hands on
his ankles.
'Just shuffle back a little bit... there that's it... and open
your knees as wide as you can.' She gently held the boy's ankles
as he moved back. She moved her hands to the inside's of his
knees. 'Open up a little more... there that's it... there's a
good boy.' She spoke very softly, as one would to a small child.
Richard felt utterly humiliated as the young nurse parted his
legs. He was well aware that she had plain view of his testicles
and penis hanging down between his widely spread thighs. His
buttocks clenched as she stroked her fingers delicately over his
bottom. Nurse Todd looked to her companion and motioned her head
toward the weals, still clearly delineated across the boy's
buttocks. 'You have been in the wars, haven't you.' She traced
her hand across the marks left by his caning.
'I didn't know they caned you so severely at the orphanage.'
Richard felt the now familiar nerves in his stomach begin to
churn. He was going to explain and then thought better of it.
"Yes miss."
He replied his voice a hoarse whisper. The nurse took a pair of
thin plastic gloves from the trolley and slipped them on to her
pretty hands.
'Now I am just going to lubricate your bottom for a few moments,
so just breathe deeply and try and let yourself relax.'
She took a tube from the trolley and squeezed some of the
contents on to her index finger. Richard felt her cool fingers
part his bottom. He flinched as the cold lubricant touched his
sphincter. The nurse gently rubbed her finger up and down over
his the small opening. The fingers of her other hand pulling the
cheek of his bottom to the side. She probed gently, feeling his
bottom squirm under her hand as she rubbed over the tightly
puckered sphincter.
'Now just breathe deeply, in and out, in and out.' Her words set
up a rhythm for the boy to copy.
'There that's the way.' She said, as her finger became bolder,
probing more urgently at the puckered star of the sphincter.
'Oooh... ooh.' Richard gasped as her finger slid neatly up into
his anus.
'Just breath deeply, there's a good boy.' She probed delicately
in and out of the boy's anal passage.
'I'm afraid you're a little tight, just try and relax your bottom
a little more.' Richard tried to relax his buttocks, but could
not, his bottom tightened as her finger pushed up into him. He
did not see the other nurse stand behind him. She held a long
chromium nozzle with a rubber tube attached to it. The nozzle had
a smooth flange half way down the stem. The flange was about an
inch and a half in diameter tapering back to a thinner section. A
soft rubber ring encompassed the end of the adapter to which the
tube was attached. She held it behind her as Nurse Ford increased
the penetration of her finger into the boy's anus.
Nodding her head to her colleague, she pushed her finger further
in.
'Just relax now.' She said gently as her colleague moved the
nozzle in between the cheeks of Richard's bottom. Delicately the
nurse eased her finger partly out of the anus. She pulled down on
the sphincter with her fingertip still inside. Richard began to
tremble as she increased the pressure of her finger, he gasped as
she stretched the opening. 'Take a deep breath, all the way in,
that's it.' The second nurse placed the tip of the nozzle against
the small opening above her companion's finger. She pushed firmly
feeling a small resistance before the cold steel slid up into the
anus. 'Breathe in deeply now.' She said softly as she pushed the
nozzle further in. The flange was now touching the tightly
stretched sphincter.
'Ooh.. ooh.' Richard moaned as he felt the cold appliance invade
his bottom. Nurse Ford stroked her hand over the boys buttocks,
stroking softly as her colleague moved round to the boy's side
and placed her hand firmly on his back, bringing her other hand
up underneath his slim tummy. 'Now breathe deeply just once more,
and relax your bottom, just one more push now.' 'Ooooh oo..er.'
Richard gasped as he felt the cold steel push hard against his
bottom feeling his sphincter stretch over the smooth metal
flange.
The nurse stood by his side gently pushing her hand down on the
small of his back. "Keep your bottom up there's a good boy". With
her left hand she stoked underneath him, her fingers running
under his tummy and toward his groin. She nodded at her
companion and pushed down hard on the boy's back. Nurse Todd
pushed the flange firmly against the sphincter, watching the skin
stretch wide as the flange disappeared up into the boy.
'Oooo...hh..oohh.' He cried as he felt his bottom stretched wide.
"There we are it's all in now, just relax.' She said as she
pushed the buttocks apart to check the nozzle was being firmly
held in place.
'There that didn't hurt too much did it. 'said the nurse at his
side, feeling his body give a reactionary shudder after the
sudden penetration.
Richard could feel the cold steel deep inside him, his anus was
contracting, trying to reject the intrusion.
The nurse stood behind him for a few moments gently stroking the
quivering cheeks of his bottom. She noticed that his penis had
distended slightly during the insertion of the nozzle. She
stroked over his buttocks comforting him before she turned on the
irrigator.
'Nurse Ford is going to feel your tummy to make sure you are all
right, so don't worry Richard.' She said softly.
Richard felt the cool water begin to fill his insides, it felt
strange as it passed into his bowels, making his nerves tingle
right down to the tip of his penis. The nurse moved from behind
him and around the table, her hips leaning against the top as she
stood facing the boy. She cupped her hand under his chin and
raised his head to look at her. Her strong features softened as
she spoke softly to him.
'It wont take long, and its easier for you when I let the
irrigation run in slowly.' she said.
She stroked his cheek and continued to hold his chin, looking
into his eyes.
Richard felt his insides beginning to fill, he felt bloated, his
stomach distended as Nurse Ford stroked his tummy, her fingers
cool on his skin.
She stroked her hand back and forth, feeling the lower stomach
swell. She felt his penis brush against her fingers as she moved
her hands further down into his pubic hair. Her other hand ran
over his back and down on to his buttocks. The feel of the boy's
skin was delightful, his body looking beautiful as he kneeled
before her.
'There is only a little more and then we've finished.' She said
as her fingers once more bushed his penis.'
Richard was feeling a growing embarrassment as he felt her hands
touching him. He was aware that his penis had grown, the foreskin
curling back over the rim of the glans.
Nurse Todd held the boy's face in her hands. She too, was
enjoying the sight of his body. She had not seen a boy so
beautifully featured before. She spoke gently to Richard whose
face was becoming redder by the minute.
'I'm just going to take the nozzle out of your bottom, I won't
hurt you I promise.' She looked deep into his eyes.
'The secret is just to relax your bottom, you can do that for me
can't you Richard.'
Richard felt utterly embarrassed as the pretty nurse stroked his
cheek. Would she see that his penis had grown, he felt his body
shudder as the nurse walked back to the trolley and turned off
the irrigator.
She picked up the tube of lubricant her colleague had used
earlier and squeezed a little on to her finger. Standing behind
the boy she gently placed her hand on his buttock, her fingers
resting in the cleft of his bottom.
With her right hand she pushed her finger against the opening,
making sure the lubricant penetrated the inside of his sphincter.
'Just relax.' She said as she took hold of the metal appliance.
She pulled gently but quickly, watching the sphincter close back
over the stem as she extracted the flange.
'There that's a good boy.' she said as she delicately slid the
rest of the nozzle out of his bottom. She picked up a gauze pad
and held it firmly in between his buttocks. She noticed that his
penis was now quite stiff and was pointing forward slightly.
'Right if you can just slide your legs off the back of the table
and stand up. I'll take care of your bottom.'
Richard felt awkward as both of the nurses helped him from the
table. Nurse Todd carefully pressed the gauze firmly to his
bottom, making sure there was no spillage.
Richard was blushing profusely as he stood down from the table
his penis was stiff and pointing forward. Nurse Todd smiled at
her companion as she watched the boy's penis bob from side to
side as they helped him from the table to a cubicle in the
corner.
There was a toilet boil and bidet in set in the tiled floor of
the cubicle.
'Just sit on here.' The nurse said as she took away the gauze.
'We'll leave you here Richard, just come through that door when
you've finished.'
Both nurses were looking down at him surely they would see his
erection Richard blushed a deeper red. The nurses seemed
oblivious to his plight.
It was ten minutes later when Richard emerged through the door to
the row of baths. Both nurses looked up at his naked body, his
hands once again clasped tightly to his groin. The bath they were
stood next to was already half filled with water.
'Just pop yourself in here, Richard and you will feel a lot
better.' The taller girl addressed Richard and pointed to the
water. Richard got into the bath covering his now flaccid penis.
He sat down, using one hand on the side of the bath as he covered
himself with the other.
'I will leave you to it.' The smaller girl addressed her
colleague as she left the bathroom.
The nurse kneeled by the side of the bath and took a jug she had
placed on the floor. She filled the jug from the bath water
behind the boy's back.
'Close your eyes Richard I am going to wash your hair.' She
proceeded to pour water from the jug over the boy's head as he
squeezed his eye-lids together. She got up and fetched shampoo
from a trolley at the far side of the room. The trolley contained
an assortment of bottles and jars.
Turning to the bath she observed the boy as he sat in the
warm water, his face screwed up as he squeezed his eyes. His
hands were still covering himself. I am going to enjoy this she
thought as she approached the bath. Pouring the liquid on to his
head, she began to shampoo the boy's hair, rinsing it several
times before putting on more shampoo. Gently she massaged his
scalp, her fingers stroking the back of his neck and his ears.
She rinsed once more before fetching clean warm water from the
tap at the sink.
'Eyes tight, you don't want soap in your eyes.' She poured more
water over the boy's head.
'Right stand up and I'll do the rest of you.' Richard's eyes were
still shut but there was no mistaking the boy's reaction to her
words.
He blushed as he took one hand away from his groin and held the
side of the bath. The girl smiled as she helped him up putting
her arm round his waist.
Above the bath was a metal bar, which ran along the entire length
of the room. It held plastic shower curtains at one end. The bar
was about two feet above the boy's head. She took one of
Richard's wrists and lifted it above his head.
'Take hold of the bar Richard.' She said gently as Richard looked
up . He clasped his fingers around the bar, his other hand still
cupped tightly over his penis. He blushed as she took hold of his
other wrist and pulled it from his groin.
'Both hands on the bar, that's a good boy.' She said soothingly
as she exposed him. Richard felt numb, standing naked before the
young nurse. She smiled kindly at him before walking across to
the surgical trolley situated in the middle of the room. She
wheeled it across to the bath and taking a dispenser of liquid
soap she squeezed a generous helping on to her palm. Looking up
at Richard she saw the dismay on his face as she scooped water on
to his tummy. Don't be embarrassed Richard.' She said brightly.
'You want to feel clean don't you?'
'Yes Nurse.' Richard said, his mind in turmoil.' She scooped more
water on to his stomach and watched it trickle down between his
legs.
'Well then a nice warm bath is just the thing.' She transferred
the soap to her left hand and proceeded to soap the young boy's
stomach avoiding his pubic hair. She took the jug again and
poured water over his shoulders and chest. Soaping both hands
thoroughly, she washed his back and shoulders her hands moving
smoothly over his body.
'I would have thought it would be quite nice to have someone do
the work for you.' She brought her body closer to him as she
spoke, looking up in to his face. Her hands slowly moving over
his thighs and down to his knees. She took her hands away and
placed them around his waist, her body touching his thighs as her
fingers gently soaped him. Richard looked at her his face bright
red, the cold of her rubber apron cool against his skin.
"Well, doesn't that feel nice?".
'Yes Miss.' He stammered, his body taut as he gripped the rail
above his head.
His chest and shoulders as well as his thighs were well covered
in soap suds, but so far she had not touched his pubic area.
"Maybe she would not touch him anywhere else, he hoped as he felt
her soft hands moving over his body. 'Well that must feel a lot
better.' she said as she brought her hand up in between his legs,
her palm stroking the back of his thighs.
'Just open your legs a little, that's it just a bit more.'
Richard groaned and his heart sank as she brought her right hand
up between his buttocks, her other hand pushing his legs apart.
'That's it as wide as you can go.' She pushed his thighs apart
until his feet were touching the curve of the bath side.
Slowly and deliberately she pushed her hand in between his
bottom and underneath him, cupping his testicles in her right
palm, the left hand slowly ascending the front of his thighs.
Richard steeled himself for what must surely come next.
'You do want to be clean here, don't you. He could not help
watching as her hand moved up his thighs and firmly took hold of
his penis.
'Most young boys never seem to wash properly here.' She pushed
her hand further in between his thighs and took hold of the shaft
of his penis with her right hand. With the other she pinched the
tip of the penis before pulling the foreskin back firmly. She
looked up into his face as she stretched the foreskin back along
the shaft as far as far as it would go. His eyes were shut and
his breathing laboured as she began to manipulate the foreskin up
and down the shaft. She seemed oblivious to his discomfort, her
hand steadily soaping over his penis. She smiled to herself as
she felt his penis begin to stiffen. She looked at him, but his
eyes were shut tight, his face suffused in red. Richard gasped as
she pulled the foreskin back once more this time holding the skin
and running a fingertip around the sensitive rim. He opened his
eyes and looked at her as she suddenly squeezed his penis hard.
"I'm sorry Richard, did I hurt you? Her tone matter of fact. She
did she seem the least concerned that his penis was erect.
Richard tried to answer, but all he could manage was an
unintelligible whisper. Her right hand moved between his legs
alternating between his testicles and penis as she soaped him
thoroughly. He was aware that his penis was now pointing straight
out in front of him. He felt a soapy hand slip between his
buttocks. Her finger probing against the sphincter, delicately
seeking the entrance. Richard could do nothing as he felt her
slowly and deliberately insinuate the tip of her soapy finger
into his bottom. Without warning she pushed the finger straight
up.
'Oooh..oo.oh. Richard gasped as her finger sunk fully into his
bottom.
'I'm sorry Richard, I'll try and be careful, but I must have you
nice and clean here." She began to move her finger in and out of
his bottom, withdrawing as far as the first knuckle and then
pushing up until the finger was again fully inserted. With her
other hand she squeezed the tip of his penis. The manipulation of
her finger inside the boy completed his erection. Richard jerked
his hips violently as her fingers played around the tip of his
penis. His knees trembled and jerked as she pushed her finger
hard up into his bottom, the tip brushing over the prostate
gland. Suddenly she felt the penis begin to throb uncontrollably.
Quickly she let go of his organ and quickly withdrew her finger
from his bottom.
'There that seems all right.' She said softly as she took her
hands from the boy. 'Just stay where you are a few moments,' she
patted him gently on the buttocks and bent to get a towel from
the trolley
Richard stood trembling, his arms stretched out above him. His
penis thrusting out above his parted thighs. He felt utterly
humiliated as he watched the nurse reach down for a towel. Her
shapely body swaying as she bent on one knee. He felt a sudden
chill on his body as the door behind the row of baths opened.
'Are you finished?' He heard a voice behind him.
'Yes I've just got to dry him off and he can go through.' The
young nurse stood up holding a towel as Nurse Todd walked up to
her companion.
'My you have been busy.' She said looking at Richard, her eyes
glancing down at the boy's turgid penis.
Richard looked straight ahead, avoiding the girl's eyes. He
blushed a deeper red as she stepped toward him and placed her arm
around his waist.
'Just step out and we'll dry you off.' She pulled the boy's arm
down from the rail above him and turned his body toward her.
Placing her hand behind his knee she indicated him to step out of
the bath.
Richard's face was ablaze, his head felt dizzy as she helped him
from the bath. He could not avoid her eyes and was embarrassed to
see a look of amusement on her face. The nurse pulled his body
towards her as a towel was put around his shoulders.
'Stand there and we'll soon have you dry.' she said as she
proceeded to rub his shoulders with the towel. Richard looked
down as the nurse dried him, her rubber apron was pressing
against his out-stretched penis, rubbing against it as her body
moved. She slipped her arms beneath his, catching hold of the
towel and continued drying him. Her hands moved lower rubbing the
towel over his buttocks, Richard felt his penis being pressed
hard against her body as she moved further forward reaching
around his waist. The nurse seemed unaware of his embarrassment
as she bent on one knee, her hands moved the towel down the back
of his legs.
Her head was inches from his erect penis as she brought the towel
round in front of his legs and took it in one hand, holding the
back of his knee with the other. She was looking at his penis as
she spoke.
'My Richard you are tense, just try and relax a bit, there's a
good boy.' She moved the hand on the back of his knee up to his
bottom, her cool hand cupping his buttock as she dried the front
of his thighs.
'Open your legs a little.' She said, pushing the towel in between
his legs. Richard was in a haze of embarrassment as she slid the
towel up under his testicles, rubbing backward and forward
gently. He started to tremble as she brought the towel under his
penis, the texture of the material sending shivers through him as
it brushed against the exposed rim of the glans. She pulled on
his bottom as she deliberately brushed the towel over the
sensitive tip. Richard could not help jerking his hips backwards
as he tried to escape the sensation.
'There all done, I'll just put a bit of cream in your bottom and
then you will be ready to see the doctor.' Richard felt numb his
head was ringing and his throat was dry. Nurse Todd stood up and
turned the boy so he was facing her colleague.
'Just bend forward, see if you can touch your toes.' She gently
pushed his back as her hand slid round his waist holding the flat
her hand against his tummy. Richard bent forward trying to avoid
the interested gaze of the nurse in front of him.
'Legs apart.' She commanded as she took a scoop of cream from a
jar on the trolley.
'Just bend forward a little more.' She bent over behind him and
placed her hand on the left cheek of his bottom, pulling it
firmly to the side she exposed the boy's sphincter. Richard felt
cool creamy fingers gently rub against his anus, her fingers
probed gently but insistently against the opening. 'Relax, you
feel very tense.' Richard jerked, trying to straighten his body
as she slid her finger into his trembling bottom.
Relax now, like we told you.' She pushed the finger further in
making him squirm as dainty finger slid up into him. She watched
as the sphincter closed over her slim finger feeling the boy
tremble as she pushed it in as far as she could. Slowly she eased
her finger back out so that only the tip remained inside. She
probed the sphincter gently before withdrawing completely. 'That
should make it easier.' She said brightly as she withdrew the tip
of her finger from his bottom.
'You can stand up and turn back to face me.'
Richard straightened up, his bottom felt as if it were still
trying to expel her finger as he stood straight and turned toward
her once more. The nurse dipped her hand into the jar once more
and took hold of the boy's erect penis. Richard closed his eyes
his body trembling as he felt her cool fingers wrap around his
member. She pushed the foreskin back as far as it would go,
stretching the skin tight.
'I don't know whether you are aware of it Richard, but both your
bottom and the skin around your penis is very tight. The cream
might help. so if you just try and keep still. She looked up at
Richard as she spoke. He could not help looking back at the
girl's pretty face, his head spinning with the sensation of her
fingers as she smoothed the cream around the rim of his penis and
down behind the glans. Richard's thighs were trembling as she
pulled the foreskin back over the glans.
'There I'll get you a gown and you can go through and wait for
the doctor.' She stood fully upright and gently released the
boy's penis. Richard stood trembling as she turned toward the
door, his face was bright crimson. He felt a gentle hand on his
shoulder.
'Don't worry Richard, every body has to go through it.' Her voice
was soft and low, as Nurse Ford stroked her hand gently over his
shoulder.
The other nurse quickly returned with a white towelling dressing
gown which she held open in front of her.
'Pop your arms in here and I'll take you through.' Richard turned
around, sliding his arms in to the fluffy towelling. She slipped
her arms beneath his, her body pressing against his back as she
passed the belt through to the front.
Richard fumbled with the belt, his fingers felt clumsy as he tied
the gown. Although covered, his erection was pushing the front of
the gown out like a tent He quickly thrust his hands in to the
pockets and pulled his penis to the side, holding it against his
body. Nurse Ford smiled as she saw the boy fumbling beneath the
gown.
'I think you have just got time for a drink Richard, would you
like a little orange juice.' 'Y..yes.. please nurse.' He managed
to say as he looked at her, noticing the smile on her face.
The nurse had just handed Richard his drink when a young girl
dressed in a blue tunic dress entered the room, she stood just
inside the doorway facing the row of baths. She had a pretty
face, her lips freshly made up with pink lipstick. Her dark eyes
had also been freshly made up with a pale blue eye-shadow
accenting the dark mascara of her long eyelashes. She looked
toward the nurse standing by Richard's side.
'Is this Richard Chambers?' She asked reading from a paper she
held in her hand.
'Yes this is Richard.' The nurse replied 'What do you want?'
'I have him down here for a haircut, have you finished with him.'
The girl walked towards them as she spoke. She stopped in front
of Richard and looked down at him as he sat drinking his orange
juice. 'It say's he has to have a haircut.' she repeated to the
nurse. 'We haven't got long so I had better take him now.' The
nurse touched the boy's arm and motioned for him to give her the
glass he had been drinking from.
'You had better go, you don't want to keep the doctor waiting.'
She slipped her arm under his and helped him to his feet. Richard
followed the girl out into the corridor. He followed her as they
passed several doors on either side of the long passageway. The
girl turned opened one of the doors and held it for Richard to
enter. "Here we are" She smiled at him as he passed before her
into the room. Bright lights illuminated two examination tables.
To his left there was a leather chair with an adjustable head
rest, behind this were two wash basins attached to the wall. A
trolley stood next to the chair, on top of the trolley were
chromium plated cases. The girl turned to face Richard. "If you
will sit in that chair for me Richard." She smiled at him once
more, her eyes looking straight into his, with a directness that
made Richard blush. Richard noticed the badge on her tunic as he
lowered his eyes. The embroidered motif read "Freda's
Hairdressing". She moved behind the chair and began to pump the
foot pedal until Richard's seat was raised to her satisfaction.
She smoothed her hands over the boy's hair, feeling the thick
texture. Taking a cloth from a hook at the back of the seat, she
threw it around him and gently tucked it inside the top of his
dressing gown. She took scissors from one of the boxes on the
trolley and moved to his side. "Turn your head to the right.' She
gently pushed his head so that he faced the examination table.
Richard could feel her soft breasts press against his arm as she
moved around him, her scissors snipping at his hair. Her hand
gently held the back of his neck as the scissors passed over his
hair neatly trimming around the ears.
'You're from the orphanage aren't you?' She asked as she gently
moved his head, her scissors busy on his hair.
'Yes Miss.' replied Richard. 'I'm being fostered by Lady
Rawlings.'
'Well I'll have to make you look smart for her then, wont I?'
Richard felt the girl's body press against him as she shifted her
position around the chair.
'You are a nice looking boy, we don't often get such nice looking
one's as you.' Richard blushed at the compliment. Her breasts
pressed even harder against his arm as she moved position once
again.
The girl looked up as two people entered the room. A woman
dressed in the same uniform as the hairdresser and behind her a
young girl of about sixteen. She wore a dressing gown similar to
Richard's.
'Just the two of them this afternoon Gillian.' The woman
addressed the girl who was cutting the Richard's hair. She turned
to the girl behind her. 'Just get up on to that far table dear,
I'll be with you in a minute.' She looked at Richard.
'My, we have got some good looking one's today.' She smiled at
the boy and then turned her head towards the girl behind him.
'Just these two and then we have to go downstairs to the ward.'
The girl behind him nodded as the woman turned to the young girl
nervously seated on the examination table. The girl had jet black
hair that was cut in a line just above her shoulders. Her face
had an oriental look, with smooth olive skin. Her eyes were set
wide apart, with a pretty nose and mouth. Richard noticed her
eyes were a beautiful almond shape. She looked at him with
interest as the older woman pulled a plastic curtain across the
room, separating the two tables. Richard could now only see their
shadows as the woman spoke softly to the girl.
'Right, just slip your gown off and lay down flat.' Richard could
see the shadows move as she spoke, but could discern nothing
more.
'That's finished you Richard, just wait there while I see if
there is anything else.' The girl behind him spoke as she put
down the scissors. She walked to the plastic curtain, pulling it
aside as she walked through to where the young girl was laid on
the examination table. Richard could just see her legs as the
curtain was pulled back for a second. He could see the shadows of
the women as they talked in whispers.
The young hairdresser came back through the curtains, smiling as
she approached the chair. She leaned forward so that her face was
close to his.
'I'll just take this cloth off you.' Her body pressed hard
against his knees as she reached behind him for the ends of the
cloth.
'You will just have to pop up on the table a minute Richard.' The
boy looked at her not understanding what she meant.
'Just lie on your back on the table, While I get my things, it
wont take long.' Richard seemed puzzled but did as he was told,
feeling no alarm as he laid down looking up at the ceiling. The
girl brought the trolley to the side of the table, before going
to the sinks, filling a small jug with warm water. She returned
to the table and bent over the boy.
Richard looked up at her as she bent her pretty face over his.
'Now you just lie back and don't get embarrassed. I'll be as
quick as I can.' Richard had no idea what was about to happen,
but he felt uneasy as she spoke.
'You are a lovely looking boy you know, I bet all the girls fancy
you.' she said with a cheeky smile. Richard blushed as she bent
her head closer and kissed his cheek softly.
'Just lay back and relax.' The girl straightened up as she said
the last words and took hold of the cord of his dressing gown.
Gently she undid the knot and laid the ends of the cord on either
side of his body. Richard felt her soft fingers part the dressing
gown, slowly exposing his naked body to her view. She pulled the
gown fully open, tucking the flaps at either side of his body.
For a moment she stood over him looking down at his naked body.
She leisurely examined his form her eyes noting the slight
movement of his penis as it rested neatly over the scrotum.
Strong thighs, lovely flat stomach, delightful slim build and
that innocent young face. "Better make the most of this" She
thought, as her eyes roamed over his supine form. 'Just lie
still.' She said as she continued her examination of his body.
Richard was blushing profusely as he watched the girl looking at
him, powerless to stop her. She placed her hand on the thigh
nearest to her and pushed her fingertips between his legs.
'Open up a bit for me.' She said to him as she pulled his thighs
apart. She smiled at him as she turned to the trolley and took up
the scissors.
'I am just going to trim you a little, nothing to worry about.'.
She looked at the boy's pubic hair, she noticed that the hair had
not grown down in between his thighs or much above his penis.
This was not to be missed, she thought as she touched the penis
with her fingertips, watching it move with the sensation of her
cool fingers. Gently she curled her fingers around his penis and
pulled upwards, stretching it out from his groin. Out of the
corner of her eye she saw the boy turn his head away in
embarrassment, his bottom lip trembling. Carefully and gently she
snipped the ends of the pubic hair from around the base of the
penis. Feeling the organ throb beneath her fingers as she
stretched the skin, she squeezed harder, pulling the skin tight
as she exposed the glans.
Richard gasped as he felt her fingers squeezing his penis, her
hand gripping his penis firmly, he felt his penis throb and yet
could not control it as it responded to her expert manipulation.
'Don't be shy,' she said, 'There's not much to trim.' She pulled
the penis harder feeling the tip with her thumb. The boy's hips
squirmed involuntarily as her nails scratched gently over the
opening of the penis. Bending lower over the boy, she placed the
scissors on the table between his legs and slid her fingertips
gently under his testicles, slowly curling them around his
scrotum until she held his testes in the centre of her palm. She
lifted them up, looking underneath.
'There is a little hair here that could do with tidying.' The
girl said as she pushed down with her hand, her fingers squeezed
his penis deftly pulling the foreskin over the glans. She felt
the organ become stiffer, the blood engorging the shaft as her
soft fingers gently squeezed his testicles.
"Better hurry" She thought as she pulled the foreskin up and down
over the glans. Ignoring the boy's gasps, her fingers moved
faster over his penis. The once soft flesh now hard and erect.
Richard was trembling all over, his head moved from side to side
as her fingers pulled the foreskin up and over the glans of his
penis, her other hand fondling and squeezing his testicles. Just
a little more, she thought, I wouldn't want sister walking in
right now. She pulled the foreskin down once more, this time
tightening the grip of her fingers around the shaft as she
stretched the skin down to the base of the his young penis. She
kept the skin tightly stretched as she squeezed his testes firmly
with her other hand, making him gasp with a mixture of fear and
pleasure. Suddenly she felt the flesh throb with greater
intensity. Quickly she released the pressure on his testicles and
loosened her grip around the pulsing flesh of his penis.
'Sit up Richard.' She spoke gently as she released her grip on
his penis and gently let go of his testicles. Richard heard her
voice faintly as if it were an echo. His ears were ringing with
the rush of blood to his head. He managed to push himself up to a
sitting position, the girl helping him with her arm around his
shoulders.
'Turn over on to your knees, there is only a little bit to trim.'
Her face pressed close to him as she whispered. Richard turned
over away from the girl and got to his hands and knees, the
dressing gown falling around him.
'Shuffle your knees open a bit, that's it.' The girl lifted the
dressing gown up, baring his bottom. She paused for a moment
examining him before she pushed the gown further up over his back
until it hung across his shoulders. She let her hands slide back
down over his buttocks, feeling the muscles tense as her finger
tips slipped between the crease.
'You have to open your legs wide for this.' She pushed his thighs
apart until his knees were near the edge of the table. Richard
was blushing vividly, his body trembled as she stroked her hand
between his legs, smoothing over the inside of his thigh before
curling her fingertips around his erect penis.
'This wont take a minute, so you wont be too uncomfortable,' She
pulled the penis downward and curled her fingers tighter around
the shaft. Quickly she manipulated the foreskin backward and
forward until the boy began to groan.
'Pleease...Miss..' Richard's breath gasping as he pleaded. 'I
f.feel..funny..'
The girl smoothed her other hand gently over his buttocks as she
spoke to him.
'All right Richard, don't worry I wont make you come, just relax
a bit now while I finish you off.' She reluctantly took her hands
off the boy's penis and turned toward the trolley. She soaped a
small shaving brush and turned back toward him. Bending over the
table she smoothed her hand over the boy's raised buttocks and
slipped her fingers down into the cleft of his bottom. Her
fingertips teased the tiny hairs behind his testicles. She pushed
the brush up behind her hand, soaping the skin behind the
scrotum. She took a small razor and pushing his testicles
forward, shaved a small patch of skin between his bottom and
testicles. "There that didn't take long.' She took a cloth,
immersing it in a jug of warm water, she wiped off the excess
soap from around the boy's genitals. Richard groaned inwardly as
he felt her fingers close around his penis once more. At the same
time she began to apply a cooling lotion to the skin between his
legs. Her fingers smoothing the lotion over his testicles and
between the cleft of his buttocks.
'You can sit up now Richard.' She said letting go of him. Richard
tried to hide his erection as he turned over and sat up. His
face was bright red and his lips were trembling.
'Sit and face me a minute" She said. Richard turned awkwardly
and sat facing her his legs hanging over the side of the table.
He tried to close the flaps of his dressing gown but she took
hold of his hands and placed them on the table at each side of
his hips.
'Don't be shy, I think you are a lovely boy.' She looked into his
eyes as her face moved close to his. The boy was blushing
furiously, his lips trembled as if about to cry. Her hips pressed
against his knees and he felt her fingers stroke upward to the
top of his thighs.
'Mary hasn't finished shaving the girl yet, so you just sit and
relax.' Her hand curled around his penis as she spoke.
'You certainly are big for your age.' She said as she stroked her
fingers down the shaft of his penis, her other hand pushing
between his thighs and cupping his scrotum.
'There just look at you.' Richard could not help looking down as
she manipulated his erect penis, her fingers cool and soft. He
jumped as he heard the curtain being quickly pulled aside and saw
the older woman approach. The girl turned her head toward her
companion.
'Have you ever seen anything so beautiful.' she said as she moved
her body aside. She kept a firm hold of his penis, displaying his
erect organ to the woman.
'Don't you think it's wonderful?'
The woman smiled as she saw the blushing boy squirm with
embarrassment. 'He is rather special isn't he, but I think you
had better let him get himself in order before he goes through to
the doctor.'
Richard was horrified, as the girl exhibited him, like a prize
animal, her hand still clasped firmly around his penis. He did
not know where to look, his whole body trembled as she pushed the
foreskin back exposing the glans fully. Tears filled his eyes at
the humiliation as he gasped for breath. Through the tears he
watched in horror as the young oriental girl walked through from
behind the curtains and stood next to the woman, both of them
looked down as the girl's fingers slid over his erect penis.
The olive skinned girl looked over at the boy sat on the table,
her face expressionless. She watched in astonishment as the young
girl steadily moved her hand up and down the boy's erect penis.
She could see the acute look of embarrassment on his face as he
squirmed his hips to and fro. She saw his body quiver suddenly as
the girl's fingers sought the more sensitive parts of his penis.
She studied his face, watching as the tears begin to run down his
cheeks. She saw the girl pull the foreskin back firmly as she
moved her body in front of the boy, hiding him from view.
'There Richard, don't be upset I'll let you go now, it's just
that you're such a lovely boy.' The young hairdresser whispered
as she gently let go of his penis. 'You just sit there a minute
and relax, I'll leave you to settle down before I fetch the
nurse.' She gently pulled the flaps of the dressing gown around
the boys hips and over his penis. She took hold of his hands and
placed them over his lap. She turned to the older woman and moved
away from the boy.
'I'll go and fetch the nurse to take them in to the waiting
room.' She walked from the room as the woman lead the young girl
past Richard and toward the door.
Richard sat alone, he was trembling from head to foot as the
tears streamed down his face. He dried his eyes on his sleeve
several times before he managed to stop crying. His tears were
not just the result of his embarrassment, but more a culmination
of the weeks events.
It was ten minutes before the nurse walked in to the room,
Richard noticed she was the same girl that had bathed him
earlier.
'Come along Richard, it's your turn next.' Richard got down from
the table as the nurse called him. He was feeling much better and
his penis had diminished in size so that he was able to follow
the nurse without holding it to his body. She lead him into the
corridor and through several swing doors.
'Here we are, go through there.' She pointed to a door on the
right of the long corridor, she pushed it open with one hand,
letting the boy pass through in front of her.
Inside the room was an office desk facing the door. On the
left side of the desk was a long leather covered seat which faced
a row of chairs. A girl sat at the desk, she would probably be
about twenty years old. She was wearing a red and white striped
blouse, open at the neck. Her elegant face wore no makeup except
for a pastel shade of lipstick. She wore slender horned rimmed
glasses, which gave her a studious appearance. The Oriental girl
was already seated on one of the leather covered chairs. She did
not look up as they entered, but sat forward, looking down at her
bare feet, her elbows resting on her knees.
The nurse held the boy's shoulders and stood him in front of the
desk.
'This is Richard Chambers.' The secretary looked up and smiled at
the nurse as she finished speaking. She glanced at Richard, her
eyes looking over him from head to toe. 'Thank you nurse' The
girl said quietly, turning once more to Richard. she pointed to
the row of chairs where the young girl was already seated.
'Just take a seat over there.' She did not smile as she watched
the young boy sit down next to the girl. As the boy sat down the
secretary returned to the papers in front of her and started to
write. She looked up occasionally as the minutes ticked by.
Richard sat quietly, he could see the girl seated next to him out
of the corner of his eye, but he dare not turn his head to look
at her. A few more minutes passed before a buzzer sounded from an
intercom on the secretary's desk. She stood up and addressed them
in a clear voice. 'Would you both come with me please.' She said
formally. She stepped from behind the desk, her shapely legs
moving gracefully as she came to stand in front of them. Both
Richard and the girl stood up at the same time. He noticed that
she even more petite than he had first thought, her head just
reaching his shoulder. The secretary turned away and lead them
through a door situated to the side of her desk. She stood in
the doorway and held the door open for them. They entered a
long room, their bare feet feeling cold against the white tiled
floor. Running down the sides of the room were long glass cases,
so tall they reached to the ceiling. These were filled with
medical instruments and apparatus. In the centre of the room were
two wide examination tables, the tops covered in white cloth.
Attached to the tables were stirrups, leather slings draped
between their forks. Next to the tables was a complicated set of
weighing scales, the chromium plate shining under the strong
overhead lights. The young secretary closed the door behind them
and turned toward Richard.
'Give me your gown please.' she looked at the boy coolly and held
out her hand. Richard blushed a bright crimson, the colour
spreading over his face in an instance. He looked at the
secretary as if not believing what she had said.
'Your dressing gown please.' She said insistently. Richard
dropped his head in embarrassment as he slowly began to undo the
cord. His ears were ringing as he opened the gown, not daring to
look into the secretary's face. Slowly he pulled his arms from
the sleeves and held the gown in front of him, hiding his body.
She took the gown from his fingers and placed it over her arm,
watching the boy cover himself with his hands. She did not seem
the least perturbed by his embarrassment.
'Turn and face the wall.' She said as she reached for his
shoulder with her free hand, indicating him to turn around.
Richard obeyed as her cool fingers touched his shoulder. He stood
with his face a few inches from the glass doors of the instrument
cabinets.
She observed the marks on the boy's bottom, but did not comment.
'Let me have your gown now.' She addressed the young girl and
held her hand out for the garment. The young girl did not blush
or look embarrassed, she undid the cord and quickly took off the
gown. The secretary took it from her and placed both gowns on a
hook behind the door.
'I see you're not as shy as our young friend.' She said as she
looked at the girl standing naked in front of her. The girl stood
quietly her hands at her sides. Her slim body glowing under the
strong lights. Her breasts were very large for such a slim build.
They stood out firmly above her tiny waist. Her hips curved out
above her slender thighs. Her prominent pubic mound was soft and
fleshy and had been completely shaved. The secretary could just
see the crease of her sex as she stood with her legs pressed
together.
'Come and stand over here.' She said simply, taking the girl by
the shoulder and standing her near the scales.
There were three doors situated at the opposite end of the room.
Behind the middle door was the Doctor's office. To the left was
the Medical store and drug lock-up. The right hand door led to
the committee room.
The doctor was standing by her office desk, her body bent to the
side like a ballet dancer as she took off her coat. She looked up
as the door opened.
'They are ready for you doctor,' Her secretary looked admiringly
at the young doctor as she spoke.
Sarah Wallis was twenty eight years old. She had been a doctor at
the Medical Centre for two years and had already been made head
of the Medical Examination Department. She had joined the Medical
Board after her compulsory year of hospital duty. Sarah was
ambitious. She had learned early in her days at the department
that as long as she accommodated the committee's requests, her
career would be guaranteed. It had been a nervous time for her in
the early weeks. She had not known the routines or how to deal
with claims for industrial injury. These claims made up over
sixty percent of the work of the examination board. Doctor Sarah
Wallis had learned quickly, often using her authority to ensure
she got her own way. Her first real test of her own determination
had happened only a few months after her appointment to the
board. A young man had claimed for injury against a construction
company. He had suffered groin strain and had been sent for
examination to the centre. She remembered how he had appeared
very good looking and quite self assured. She remembered him
standing in the examination room, quite at ease even though he
was only wearing his underpants. The nurse had given her his
notes and she had asked him about his injury. She had been
nervous and because of this she adopted a rather abrupt and aloof
manner. As she stood talking to him she began to realise that
perhaps he was more nervous than she. She had asked him pointedly
why he was claiming compensation. He had replied that the strain
had caused him to take a lighter job and that it hurt when he
made love to his wife. She had noticed his embarrassment as he
answered. 'Well I will take a look at it, take your underpants
off and lay on the table.' She remembered vividly his look of
anguish as she had told him to strip. He had laid before her
nervously as she put her hands on his thigh. 'Show me where you
feel the pain.' She had asked him. He had pointed to the inside
of his thigh, high up toward his groin. It was then she knew that
she was in control. Here was a man ten years her senior acting as
nervously as a school boy. She had felt the inside of his thigh,
pressing firmly with her fingers. He had moaned a little as she
located the sore tendons. She had called the young nurse, asking
her to hold his penis out of the way as she pressed her fingers
higher. He had blushed bright crimson as the nurse took hold of
him, cupping his testicles and lifting them to the side. She had
taken hold of his penis and stretched it upward. The nurse had
not been the least perturbed by her request, nor by the fact that
the man's penis had began to stiffen. Sarah had made a mental
note to keep this girl as her assistant and to try and find
another like her. She remembered pressing her fingers against his
thigh to feel for the extent of the strain and moving her hand up
to the his groin gently probing the flesh. After taking her hands
away she laid the flat of her palm on his lower stomach, just
above the pubic hair. "Any pain here?" She had asked noting his
blush as she gently stroked her hand lower over his pubic hair.
Her fingertips had touched the base of his penis beneath the
nurses hand. "Er.. no" he had stammered as she pressed firmly on
the base of his penis before taking her hand away. The young
nurse followed suit and let go of the man's penis. He had looked
quite comical as his penis stood straight up above his thighs,
his face now beetroot red. 'You don't seem to have any sexual
problems.' She had said as she looked down on him. 'Do you
usually get an erection during a medical examination.' He had no
answer, just a look of pure anguish as she took hold of his penis
and drew the foreskin down. 'Does it hurt when you ejaculate.'
She had asked him coolly.
'I don't k.know.' He stammered.
'Well we shall have to see, just put your hands behind your head
and try and relax.'
'What a..are you g..going to do.?'
'Would you see to him nurse.' She had sounded stern, ignoring his
question. The nurse had moved behind his head and had made sure
his hands were secure. She had turned to the young doctor and
raised her eyebrows enquiringly.
'Shall I stay here doctor?' 'Yes I think so.' Sarah had replied
as she curled her fingers around the shaft of his penis and
proceeded to draw the foreskin slowly up and down. The young
nurse laid her hands flat upon the man's chest and began to tease
his nipples with her finger nails. It was not long before his
hips were writhing under the soft caresses of their hands.
She had thought how easy it all was as she spoke firmly to the
him.
'Lay still, or I will turn you over and do it the other way.' She
had slipped her other hand between his legs and pushed her finger
up in between his bottom cheeks. Quickly she had located the
sphincter and without warning had thrust her index finger up into
his bottom.
It took no more than five minutes, before he had started to moan
and gasp for air. She had pulled her hand from his bottom and
reached for a glass test tube from the trolley beside her,
leaning forward with her arm outstretched she handed it to the
nurse. As soon as the young nurse had taken the glass Sarah
pushed her finger back in between his buttocks. Once more she
located the sphincter and pushed hard against it. Her finger slid
upwards into the anal passage. She curled the finger upward
against the prostate and massaged it with a firm motion. The man
had groaned loudly thrusting his hips upward. The nurse moved
from his head and neatly placed the container over the tip of his
penis just as he ejaculated.
She remembered how humiliated he had been. How easy it all was as
she squeezed the last of his semen from him. The man had
shuddered and moaned, his face bright red with embarrassment as
she chided him.
'Well you are a big baby, I couldn't see any strain there.' She
had pulled his penis from side to side.
'Still I suppose we will have to give you the benefit of the
doubt.
'Y..y.yes d.doctor.' He had stammered as she held his penis
firmly, feeling it going softer beneath her fingers. Sarah had
noticed there was a new look of respect on the nurse's face.
Sarah had instructed the man to stay exactly where he was while
she took the nurse through into her office. She had questioned
her closely about her feelings during the man's examination.
Although she was only nineteen, the nurse had admitted she would
love to work permanently with her and that she had enjoyed having
that sort of control over a man. It was then that Sarah knew the
real thrill of domination. "I have a bright idea". She told the
nurse. "Follow me back into the examination room." The man was
still laid on the table, his penis now flaccid between his legs.
She noticed that his head was still resting on his hands.
'You have had twenty minutes to relax, so I am going to ask the
nurse to make you ejaculate once more while I examine you.'
The man had turned his head toward them looking astonished as
they stood on either side of him. She ignored his protestations
and his blushing face as she leaned low over the table examining
his flaccid penis.
'Just relax now.' She had placed her hands on the inside of his
thigh, pulling his leg toward her.
'Would you, please nurse.' She had nodded toward the man's
genitals and then up to the nurse. The nurse had tried to hide
her delight as she gently took hold of his penis. Sarah had been
surprised at how expertly the nurse's fingers coaxed the organ to
erect. It took longer the second time but it was still no more
than ten minutes before Sarah was holding the test tube over the
end of the man's penis, catching the flow of semen as he
ejaculated.
He had moaned and thrashed his hips, but the young nurse had held
him firmly, squeezing his testicles hard at the moment of climax.
A year and a half had elapsed since that day. During that time
the young nurse had helped Sarah find another assistant, equally
discreet. The nurse had helped with her knowledge of the
committee, telling Sarah their likes and dislikes.
A few months later, Sarah had taken on two new secretaries, both
of whom, shared her ambition and enjoyed her sexual activities
with the younger patients.
The secretary watched the young doctor as she hung her coat on a
hanger and placed in on the rail. A pure silk blouse covered her
slim shoulders. She wore no bra. The shape of her nipples was
clearly visible through the material. Her breasts were small and
firm. Around her slim waist she wore a wide leather belt with a
pretty buckle. Her skirt was fashionably short, showing her brown
knees and trim legs. She wore high heeled shoes of black leather.
'Who have we got today.' She asked her secretary as she began to
unfasten the leather belt around her waist.
'We've got a girl and a boy, The boy is from the orphanage, he's
going to be fostered and the girl is from immigration.'
'How old are they.'
The young secretary smiled.
'I think you will like these two. The boy is fifteen tomorrow and
the girl is sixteen.'
'Are they nice looking.' The doctor looked at her secretary. She
stepped out of her skirt, her pretty brown legs moving daintily
as she kicked off her shoes. Her grey blouse shone under the
lights as she unbuttoned it, revealing a trim tummy and firm
breasts. She wore only a pair of brief panties, the sides ending
in a thin silk string tied in a bow.
'Nice looking would be an under statement. The boy is most
unusual, in fact I have never seen a body or face so perfect. The
girl is Vietnamese, very pretty and trim. I think you will be
delighted.'
The doctor smiled.
'Do you think I ought to greet them like this.' She twirled
around, her slim body moving gracefully.
'I think you look marvellous.' Her secretary said as she placed
her hand over the doctors firm breast, her fingers gently
caressing the nipple. Her face was blushing red, but she could
not resist the impulse to touch her body. Jill had been the last
of the team to join the young doctor, she had quickly fallen
under her spell. She admired her more than any person she had
ever known, and although she did not know why she felt sure that
she would do anything for her. She looked up at the doctor as she
stood holding her breast and shyly tilted her head, kissing her
on the lips.
'My you are in a mood today, if you are a good girl I might call
you in at the appropriate moment, and if you are a bad girl I
might just smack your bare bottom. Now what do you think I should
wear?'
'Well, there is Lady Todd-Berresforsd heading the committee,
Maggie Forbes and a woman from Immigration. I haven't met the
woman from Immigration yet.'
'OK I think I will wear a plain white blouse and navy skirt. That
should look efficient enough. Ask Jane and Francis to start while
I get ready will you?' The doctor's secretary took her hand away
from the erect nipple and picked up her clip board.
'Will you remember your promise?' she said shyly as she went
through the door.
Richard stood facing the glass cabinet, he had been looking at
the various instruments without understanding any of their uses.
He heard the door open as the doctor's secretary came back into
the room.
She walked toward the girl, standing near the scales behind
Richard.
The nurse's will be through in a minute, so just be patient. She
spoke to them both as she passed them, walking through the door
into her office. The girl looked around as the secretary left the
room. She had been through so many formalities during her
immigration. She had thought she would never get to England. It
had been the Church Army who eventually arranged her final visa,
a few weeks before the first troubles. Since that time she had
travelled continuously until a post as servant to an English Lady
had been arranged. She was determined that nothing should go
wrong at this stage. Her name was Neijiet, which most people had
had difficulty in pronouncing. She had agreed to have it changed
to Annette, which was the nearest sound to her own name. She had
been nervous and embarrassed when the woman and taken her to be
shaved, but she had decided that what ever she was asked to do,
she would obey without question. She did not want to return to
Vietnam, having no family or friends she would have been destined
for shipment to the hills, where girls laboured throughout the
day, sleeping in crude huts at night. She had heard that people
grew old very quickly there. The woman who had shaved her had
said that Lady Rawlings was a kind woman, and that she would be
very happy there.
She looked at the boy as he stood facing away from her. She
examined his body, noting the six stripes across his bottom. It
was not unusual in Vietnam to be beaten by one's family, or the
authorities, and this did not seem a severe beating. She admired
his body, she had not seen a boy so good looking either in
Vietnam or since she had landed in England.
The door from the secretary's office opened and two young nurses
walked in. They were dressed in starched white tunics, their bare
legs visible to mid thigh. She noticed that they were both
tanned, their skin shining with health. Both nurses were tall,
one had blonde hair which was cut short around her head, showing
off her pretty features. The second nurse had dark hair which was
cut straight around her neckline. She was extremely pretty, she
smiled at the girl, displaying strong white teeth.
'Up on to the scales please.' She motioned to the girl to stand
facing forward on the platform. The dark haired nurse marked the
weight on her chart as the scales steadied.
'That's fine, now just stand against the measure on the wall,
facing me.' The nurse watched as the girl stepped off the scales
and walked to the wall near the office door.
'Put your back flat against the wall, and press your shoulders
back, that's it.' The young girl obeyed, her breasts jutting
forward as she pressed her shoulders back.
'That's fine, now go with Nurse Falmer and get up on the far
table will you.' The girl followed the blonde nurse to the second
of the examination tables.
Richard could hear the instructions the nurses were giving but
could see nothing but vague reflections in the glass in front of
his face.
'Right young man, it's your turn now, come over here to the
scales will you.' Richard turned, his hands still placed over his
genitals as he walked toward the nurse. She looked very pretty as
she smiled at him.
'I hope you are not going to be shy all through the examination
are you.' She looked at his hands covering himself.
'Just stand on the scales facing me.' Richard did as he was asked
and stood facing the nurse. His face was now level with hers as
he stood up on the platform. She noted his weight from the
digital scale and picked up her clipboard that held Richard's
details.
'all right Richard, up against the measure, that's it.' Richard
stood with his back to the wall measure, still covering himself
with his hands.
'I'm afraid you will have to stand straight.' She said kindly.
'Just drop your hands by your sides and press your shoulders
against the wall. Press your head back that's the way.' Richard
reluctantly let his hands drop to his sides, his face blushing as
he uncovered himself. He pressed his head, back looking straight
at the young nurse as she smiled at him. She moved to his side to
take the measurement from the chart. Richard could see the
examination table with the young girl laid upon it. She was
stretched out on her back, her head was toward Richard, he could
see her breasts jutting upward. Her legs were close together her
toes pointing forward.
Her smooth pubic mound pale under the overhead lights. The nurse
moved back in front of Richard, her eyes glancing down at his
groin, as she laid her hand on his shoulder. He noticed her look
and blushed as her eyes met his.
'Just get up on the table and lay on your back, I'm just going to
take your blood pressure.' She led him by his shoulder to the
table. Richard climbed up aware that the nurse was watching him.
He could not help blushing again as she laid her hand on his
chest, smoothing it up over his nipple. She moved to the top of
the bed and took hold of his head gently, placing it so that it
was tilted back slightly. Richard laid there feeling very nervous
as the nurse drew up a trolley containing a blood pressure strap
and gauge as well as other instruments.
'Keep your head like that Richard.' She said softly as Richard
tried to look to see what she was going to do to him. She took
his right arm and wound the strap around the part above his
elbow. Richard could feel the strap tightening as she squeezed
the lemon shaped rubber pump between her fingers. She watched the
gauge on the trolley, reading the pressure.
The nurse finished the reading and marked the result on Richard's
chart. She gently released his arm from the strap and pushed the
trolley back from the side of the table.
She looked down at the boy laid before her, examining every inch
of his body. She noticed his tight scrotum, the testes bulging
below his penis. His thighs were pressed together tightly as if
trying to hide his genitals from her. She looked up toward his
face, he was staring up at the ceiling his head in exactly the
position she had placed it. She took a needle and syringe from
the trolley and fitted them together. Walking around the table
she took hold of his other arm.
'You will just feel a little prick in your arm Richard.' She said
softly as she located a vein on the inside of his forearm.
Carefully she pushed the needle in to the vein and pulled a small
amount of blood into the syringe, before extracting the needle.
The nurse took the syringe back to the trolley and opened a
small circular plaster which she placed on the boy's arm. Gently
she stroked her hand over the boy's tummy, her fingertips just
brushing the top of his pubic hair.
'You can get up now and stand over here.' Richard sat up, his
face red with embarrassment. He tried to turn his body away from
the nurse as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.
'Just stand here.' She gestured to an open area on the floor.
Richard stood facing her. He could hear the girl being asked to
sit up on the examination table behind him. Sarah was delighted
with the sight that greeted her.
Sarah looked over at the girl laid on the examination table. Her
lithe young body supplicant below the nurse attending her. She
walked toward the boy stood at the far end of the room.
'Have you taken the blood sample nurse?' She asked as she stood
in front of the naked boy. She placed her hand under his chin and
raised his head until his eyes met hers.
'Well my boy, I will start with your respiration, jump up and
down on the spot until I tell you to stop."
Richard looked into her eyes feeling vulnerable at the intensity
of her gaze. She stepped back, motioning him to start. Richard
began to jump up and down on the spot, he became acutely aware of
his penis slapping up on to his stomach and then down on to his
thigh. Sarah watched the boy, she admired his graceful form as he
moved before her. 'Try jumping a little higher.' She looked at
his face and then down toward his penis as it slapped between his
legs.
Her head bent forward as she placed her stethoscope into her
ears and picked up the end in her left hand.
'Right Richard you can stop now.' She placed her hand on his
shoulder and drew him closer until the front of her tunic pressed
against the boy's naked flesh. The stethoscope felt cold against
his chest as she moved it up over his heart.
He could smell her sweet scent as she dropped the stethoscope and
moved closer to him, he felt her cool fingers under his chin as
she tilted his head back.
"Open your mouth, there's a good boy." She pushed her fingers
inside feeling around his teeth and gums. Her body was pressed
hard against him the stiff tunic rubbing against his penis as she
examined him.
"That seems fine Richard." She said as she took her hand out of
his mouth and stepped back a pace. She placed the palm of her
hand flat against his stomach and stroked slowly downwards until
the tips of her fingers brushed his pubic hair.
"Turn your head to the side." She commanded. Richard turned his
head as he felt her fingers stroke lower over his pubic hair and
down over his penis. He felt her gently cup his testicles
weighing them in her palm.
"Cough for me will you Richard." She gently lifted his testicles
as she spoke.
Richard blushed as he felt her soft fingers between his legs.
"Herrruum" Richard coughed lightly.
She placed her other hand under his chin and turned his head
towards her, looking him straight in the eyes. Richard could not
avoid her gaze, her eyes held his.
"I want a nice big cough this time." Her fingers gently caressed
his testicles as she spoke.
"Turn your head again." Richard turned his head and felt her hand
lift his testicles once more. This time he managed a cough that
seemed to satisfy her.
"That's fine now just once more." Her hand gently squeezed his
testicles and pulled them forward slightly. Richard coughed once
more. He felt his penis begin to stiffen as her soft cool fingers
enveloped his scrotum.
"You can turn your head forward now Richard." She moved back a
pace, her hand still cupping the boy's testicles. Richard turned
his head toward the doctor, her eyes met his as he faced forward.
"You seem very well developed for such a young boy." She pulled
his testicles forward squeezing slightly as she took a firm hold
of his penis in her other hand. Richard jerked his hips
involuntarily as her fingers touched the sensitive rim of the
glans.
"Don't worry Richard I'm not going to hurt you." She spoke gently
as she pulled back the foreskin, exposing the glans fully.
Richard blushed as her gentle fingers pushed the foreskin back,
he could feel his penis becoming hard against her fingers.
"Just relax Richard, you seem very tense." Her voice was soft and
gentle, her breath sweet against his face. Richard began to
tremble as her fingers pulled the foreskin up and down the shaft
of his penis.
She watched the boy's blushing cheeks, his head tilted down as he
tried to avoid her gaze.
"Your foreskin seems a little tight, but otherwise you seem to be
all right in that department Richard, just turn around and touch
you toes, legs as far apart as you can manage, there's a good
boy.
She let go of his penis and gently withdrew her hand form between
his legs. She watched as he turned round and stood with his legs
astride.
"Over you go, that's it." She watched the boy bend forward and
grasp his ankles. His firm buttocks thrust upward toward her. Her
eyes widened as she saw the six neat stripes across his buttocks.
"What on earth are these Richard, have you been beaten?" Sarah
felt a thrill of excitement run through her as she tenderly
stroked her fingers over the weal's. "Er.. y.. yes Miss."
Richard's humiliation was complete. He felt utterly foolish, bent
forward holding his ankles while the doctor brought the memories
of his beating flooding back. "Were you beaten on your bare
bottom?" Sarah asked admiring the neat spacing of the stripes
across his buttocks. "Y.. yes Miss." Richard grunted, his cheeks
burning at the humiliation. "Who gave you the caning then, was it
Matron?" Richard began to shake as the doctor stroked her hand
gently over his bottom, her finger tips penetrating the cleft
between his cheeks. "Er .. no Miss.. it was the ladies up at the
Manor House.. um.. I was.. er trespassing." Sarah felt a thrill
of delight. "You mean you were beaten by Lady Rawlings?". Richard
felt weak the blood was rushing to his head as he bent over still
grasping his ankles. He could feel her fingers gently part his
buttocks as she examined his bottom. "N.. no Miss it was her
daughter and another young lady." Sarah smiled to herself. She
was delighted with the knowledge she had gained from the boy.
Somehow she would get to meet that particular family before long.
She thought to herself as she stroked her fingers over the boy's
upturned buttocks.
"Now just relax Richard and try and keep your bottom loose." She
bent over the boy and placed her arm around his waist, bringing
her hand up against his lower stomach.
"Nurse, would you please?" She motioned to the nurse who was
standing behind her. The nurse moved forward and placed her hands
on either cheek of the boy's bottom. Gently she pulled the cheeks
apart as the doctor slipped on a rubber glove.
"Just relax" The words proceeded the doctor's probing as she
carefully pushed her forefinger past the sphincter and up into
the boy's anus. Richard clenched his buttocks as he felt her
finger push rudely into his bottom.
"Relax, it will be a lot easier for you if you do as I say."
Richard tried to let his muscles go slack as he felt a second
finger enter his bottom.
"Oooo..oh. ..aarghh." Richard moaned as his sphincter was
stretched wide. He felt the flat of her palm move down over his
stomach, her fingers brushing his pubic hair as she forced the
fingers of her other hand up into his bottom.
She felt the boy's body tremble as she stretched the sphincter
wider, her forefinger located the prostate gland. She gently
massaged it with the tip of her finger as she slid her other hand
lower, until she was able to hold the boy's penis between her
fingers. Richard squirmed as he felt the acute sensation of her
fingers stimulating him, his penis began to throb as her hand
closed over it.
She felt his semi- erect penis begin to jerk as she pushed the
foreskin back over the glans.
"Hold still for a moment Richard, I've nearly finished." She
spoke soothingly to the boy as she gently withdrew her fingers
from his bottom, watching the sphincter close tightly as her
fingers slid out of his anus.
"There you can stand up now." She smoothed her hand over his
buttocks, as the nurse gently released the pressure of her hands
on the cheeks of his bottom. The doctor still held his penis as
he stood up, he had never felt such an acute sensation. It seemed
as if an electric current had passed through him when she had
massaged his prostate and the tip of his penis at the same time.
He dare not look up as he stood with his erect penis thrust out
before him. He was trembling from head to foot and felt quite
dizzy. The doctor let go of his penis and motioned for the nurse
to lead him back to the examination table. As Richard turned he
found himself facing the naked Vietnamese girl who had an amused
expression on her face as she looked down at his penis thrusting
forward from between his thighs. Richard blushed once more as the
nurse lead him past the girl to the examination table.
"Just lie there and relax Richard." She said kindly as he climbed
on to the table and lay down on his back. The nurse stroked her
hand gently over his chest and stomach before taking hold of his
penis which was sticking straight up in the air.
"My, we are tense aren't we." She smiled at him as she stroked
her fingers over the bell like glans of his manhood.
"You just lie there, there's a good boy." She gave his penis one
more stroke before turning away.
The Vietnamese girl stood in front of the doctor her breasts
thrust out in front of her as she stood with her back straight.
"Right, if you will just jump up and down on the spot, until I
tell you to stop."
The girl obeyed instantly jumping high, her firm breasts jiggling
up and down as she moved. The doctor let her jump for quite some
time, watching her pretty body ripple smoothly. The girl was
breathing quite deeply as she came to rest.
The doctor placed her stethoscope to the girls chest, with her
left hand she gently lifted the girls breast, moving the
instrument underneath.
"That seems fine, now push your chest out, that's it arch your
back." She placed her hand over the girls right breast kneading
the flesh before taking hold of the nipple between her thumb and
forefinger. She tweaked it slowly rolling it between her fingers.
It erected almost immediately and the doctor drew her nail over
the puckered skin of the tip.
"Now let's try the other one she said to the nurse as she moved
her hand over the other breast teasing the nipple with her nails.
She watched as the nipple also erected. The girl did not seem
perturbed but the doctor noticed that her eyes had a glassy look
to them as she let the nipple go.
"Place your legs apart as far as you can go, there that's it."
She spoke reassuringly as her hand slid down the girls stomach
and over the newly shaven pubic mound. She cupped the girl
gently, as she spread her legs. The pubis felt smooth and soft,
she felt the girl quiver as her fingertips moved delicately over
the lips of her vulva.
"Turn your head to the side and cough." The girl coughed as the
doctor felt between her legs. "Once more, that's it." The girl
coughed again as she felt the doctor's soft fingers squeeze her
pubis.
"Turn around and bend over, spread your legs as far apart as you
can so I can get at you properly." The girl obeyed stretching
her legs widely before bending right over. The nurse leaned
forward and placed her hands on either side of the girls bottom
pulling the cheeks widely apart. The doctor put on a clean rubber
glove and bent over the girl. She slid her arm around the girls
waist and cupped her pubic mound with the palm of her hand.
"Just relax and it should not feel too uncomfortable." She pushed
her finger into the neat little sphincter, probing gently until
she felt the muscle relax a little. Slowly, inexorably her finger
pushed up into the opening, pushing against the rim as she
brought her other fingers into the entrance of the young girl's
bottom.
"Now just relax." She pushed firmly with her hand until it slid
up completely into the girls bottom. The young girl jerked at the
intrusion and her knee's sagged a little as the doctor explored
inside her. She felt the doctor's hand deep within her and an
incredible pressure against her sphincter.
She was determined to make no fuss and managed to stop her self
from crying out as she felt the hand being withdrawn from her
bottom.
"There you can stand up now." The girl stood up stiffly, her
sphincter felt as if it were on fire. The doctor took her arm
from around the girl's waist.
"If you would take her to the other table and put her in the
stirrups I will be with you in a minute." She spoke to the nurse
who had been holding the girls buttocks apart. The young girl
looked flushed as the nurse lead her away to the far end of the
room. The doctor took off her rubber glove and threw it in the
bin with the one she had used for the boy.
Sarah was undecided about what to do next, she had an idea
forming in her mind that she felt would be pleasing to the
committee. She looked across at Richard lying face up on the
table. His young body laid supine, his penis had not yet subsided
fully as it lay along his hip. She walked over to the boy and
gently rested a hand on his stomach. She felt the muscles twitch
beneath her fingers as he reacted to her touch. She delicately
lifted the boy's penis with her other hand, holding the tip
between her thumb and forefinger. She beckoned to the nurse stood
at the foot of the table.
"I think his foreskin is a little tight, although he has been
circumcised I think he might have some difficulty in the future,
what do you think?" The nurse looked up at her and smiled.
"Perhaps a little therapy might help, he will have to have some
for his bottom so possibly this could be done at the same time."
Richard looked up dumbly as the doctor and nurse discussed his
penis. His face was bright crimson. He felt his penis begin to
stiffen once more as the doctor casually pulled the foreskin down
over the rim stretching the skin as far as it would go.
"I think you could be right, I'll recommend something in his
notes." Sarah took a firmer hold of the penis and pushed the
foreskin back up over the glans, it stiffened fully as her
fingers stroked over it once more. With her other hand she
pinched the very tip and pushed the foreskin over her fingers.
"There seems to be enough skin so I think therapy should be
fine." The nurse was smiling as she placed her hands on the boys
thigh, her left hand stroking down over his knee.
"I'll just pop your legs in the stirrups." The nurse smiled down
at him as she spoke. She her hand beneath his knee and lifted his
leg over the stirrup, laying it so his ankle was supported by the
leather strap. The doctor let go of the boy's penis and lifted
his other leg, placing it in the stirrup. Richard felt utterly
humiliated as he lay there, his legs spread widely apart and high
above him. The doctor moved around the table and stood at the end
between the boy's legs. Only the small of his back was in contact
with the table his buttocks were splayed apart revealing the
small neat sphincter. The doctor took a long flexible tube of
about an inch diameter. One end had a flexible opening. Attached
to the other end was a lemon shaped rubber bulb which when pumped
would widen the opening. The tube ended in an eyepiece. The
doctor took a small amount of lubricant from a jar on the
trolley. Gently she smeared the puckered sphincter of the boy's
bottom. "Just breathe deeply now will you Richard. I am just
going to have a look in your bottom." Richard did not answer but
began to breathe deeply as he had done for his enema. Sarah
gently pushed the end of the tube up into his bottom. It slid in
easily as the flexible opening was tapered to facilitate an easy
entry into the anus. "Right breathe deeply.. in.. out.. in..
out.. That's the way." She watched his chest rise and fall as she
began to pump the rubber bulb. Richard tensed as he felt his
sphincter being stretched. He began to gasp as he felt an
incredible pressure against his bottom. "Just relax.. there's a
good boy." Sarah continued to pump. "Oooo.. aaaarggghh.."
Suddenly the boy lifted his buttocks from the table, his legs
flexing wildly in the stirrups as he tried to escape the
incredible pressure in his bottom. "All right Richard, I've
stopped pumping now try and relax.. put your bottom down .. there
that's it." She watched as Richard warily let the tension go out
of his legs. She placed the eyepiece to her eye and twisted the
lens round. switching on the lamp in the lens head. After a few
minutes she took the eyepiece away and unscrewed the valve on the
end of the rubber bulb. Richard felt the pressure in his bottom
ease as the end deflated. Sarah stroked her hand gently down the
inside of the boy's thigh. "There it's all over now.. and you
seem fine. Your bottom is a little tight but I think we can do
something about that for you." Sarah would normally have taken a
sample of sperm from the boy, but today she had other ideas.
"Nurse, I think it would be a good idea if you were to see what
you think about his bottom, you might have a look at the foreskin
too, and would you ask my secretary to take the details of his
previous illnesses?" Sarah had not forgotten the favour she had
promised to her young secretary. The doctor ran her hand along
the inside of the boy's thigh once more before moving away from
the table. She walked over to the girl who was laid on the table
behind Richard. The girls legs were held high in the stirrups,
her naked pubis openly displayed. The girls arms had been placed
on the table above her head making her breasts stand out firmly
from her slim torso. The doctor moved between the girls legs and
gently placed her hand over her pubic mound. With her right hand
she gently teased the neat lips of the prepuce causing the girls
hips to squirm.
"I am just going to have a feel inside you so just relax." She
smiled kindly to the girl as she spoke. Gently she teased the
lips apart her finger gently moving up and down the neat crease.
"Nurse would you hold her please." The doctor motioned to the
nurse who stood by the side of the table. The nurse moved to the
head of the bed and leaned forward placed her arms across the
girls shoulders and holding her waist just below the under-part
of her breasts. She had helped the doctor many times before and
knew exactly what was required of her. Sarah pushed her fingers
delicately between the lips of the vulva and up over the
clitoris. She rubbed gently to and fro over the flesh, watching
the girls face intently as she slowly increased the pressure of
her finger. Slowly the girl's hips began to move as Sarah
increased the speed of her fingers. the girl's eyes already
betrayed the sensations she was feeling as the doctor manipulated
her fingers cleverly over the clitoris. The girl's face began to
blush prettily as she felt the doctors fingers move further
inside her. The nurse brought her hands up over the girl's firm
breasts, her palms rotating slowly over the erect nipples. Sarah
felt a tremor of excitement run through her as she cleverly
caressed her fingertips over the girls pubis. Her right hand was
thrust up in between the young girl's thighs as her fingers
delved deeper into the moist vagina.
The girl moaned softly as Sarah's fingers suddenly pushed further
inside her, she moved her hips involuntarily as the doctor's
fingers began to move in a slow circular motion.
The nurse moved her head close to girls ear. "Just relax and let
yourself go, there's a good girl." She softly brushed her lips
against the girls cheek. Her hand kneaded the flesh of the firm
breasts, her finger nails gently scraping against the erect
nipples.
"Ooo..ooh." The girl moaned as the doctor began to manipulate the
clitoris. Her fingers worked diligently deep inside the girls
vagina. The girl's mouth was open and her breathing had become
rapid as they cleverly brought her to the edge of her climax,
"Just relax now." The nurse whispered gently in her ear as she
pinched the girls nipples hard. At the same time the doctor
increased the motion of her fingers, exploring every part of her
moist vagina.
"Aaa..rgh..arraagh." The girl's body writhed beneath their hands
as they brought her to a reluctant climax.
"Aaargh..aargh..mm..mmmm.." The girl fought for breath as they
cleverly prolonged her orgasm, her young hips lifting from the
bed as sensation after sensation washed over her body.
"Just a little longer, then we've finished." The doctor spoke as
she took her hand from the girls clitoris and pushed two fingers
deftly up into the young girl's bottom.
"Aaarrrghh..aaarrrghhh." The girl's hips rose further off the
table as the probing fingers brought her orgasm to new heights.
"Mmmm...mmmm.aaa..mmmm." The girl moaned softly as the doctor
slowed the speed of her hand and gently withdrew her fingers
between the girl's buttocks.
"There did that make you feel nice." The doctor looked into the
young girl's blushing face.
"Open your eyes there's a good girl." The young girl opened her
eyes and looked at the doctor, her cheeks suffused in a red glow.
"Tell me how you feel." The doctor asked her more insistently.
"It felt wonderful doctor, I feel funny all over." The girls
voice sounded shaky as she answered.
"Well just lie there and relax for a few moments." She looked at
the girl's breasts as the nurse gently stroked her hands over
them. Her chest was heaving as she tried to get her breath.
Richard looked up to see the Nurse and the secretary bending over
him. The nurse moved to the end of the bed and stood between his
legs as they hung in the stirrups. The secretary stood by his
side and looked into his blushing face. Her eyes gazed at him
coolly beneath her glasses. Her lips were parted, displaying even
white teeth. She leaned forward over the boy's naked body.
"I am going to ask you a few questions, try and answer them as
best you can."
Richard's body jerked as he felt the nurse take a firm hold on
his penis and stretch the foreskin down over the shaft. The
secretary glanced down at the nurse's hand as she manipulated the
boy's foreskin.
"Have you had chicken pox?" She turned back to face the boy,
looking him straight in the eye. Richard was utterly humiliated
as she looked at him, she seemed unconcerned at what the nurse
was doing.
"Did you hear the question?" She addressed him once more.
"I don't think so miss." Richard stammered as he felt the nurse
pull his foreskin up over the glans of his penis.
"Whooping cough?" She looked at the clipboard as she marked the
form.
"Nnn oooohh Mm..iiss." Richard could hardly speak as the nurse
deftly pushed a finger deep into his anus.
The secretary carried on asking him questions, seemingly
unconcerned at the boy's discomfort and humiliation. The nurse
worked his foreskin up and down, probing with her finger deeper
into his bottom.
"Would you just hold his penis for me a moment?" The nurse asked
the secretary matter of factly. Richard could not believe his
ears. He watched dumbly as she placed her clipboard on his
stomach and firmly took hold of his erect penis, her manicured
fingers encircling the bell like glans.
"Push the foreskin down would you while I pop another finger into
his bottom." Richard watched in horror as she pushed the foreskin
down the shaft, bending forward a little to watch as the nurse
pushed a second finger up into his bottom. Richard gasped at the
intrusion. He felt his nerve ends tingle as the secretary pulled
his foreskin back up the shaft. Richard hips squirmed as their
fingers aroused him.
"Try and keep still, I don't want to nip your skin." The
secretary looked into his eyes as she spoke. Richard blushed a
deeper red and looked away, his lips trembling.
"I think that will do for now." It was the doctor's voice that
spoke.
"I would like him fit for the committee."
Richard watched as the secretary gently released his penis from
between her fingers. He felt the nurse also withdraw her fingers
from his bottom.
His penis was standing straight up in the air. The secretary
smiled at him with an amused expression as she stood back and
looked at him.
"You are tense aren't you." She picked up her clip board off his
stomach and smoothed her hand up over his chest.
"Just try and relax a bit more, you have to go before the
committee in a few moments"
Richard hardly heard the words through his haze of embarrassment.
His lips trembled, his eyes downcast as the secretary looked over
his body, her eyes lingering over the juncture of his splayed
thighs. His penis felt so hard it was almost painful, his
feelings were in turmoil as he laid there so rudely displayed. He
felt the nurse take hold of his leg and carefully lay it on the
bed between the stirrup post. She moved to the opposite side and
released his other leg.
"Just you relax now." The nurse smiled as she moved away, the
secretary following her. Richard laid his head back and looked up
at the ceiling. He could hear the Vietnamese girl being asked to
get up off the examination table. He heard several movements over
the next five minutes as the nurses prepared for the committee
room. He closed his eyes and thought about what his future had in
store.
"Come along Richard time to go." He opened his eyes and looked up
to see the nurse bent over him, her face close to his.
"Wake up, time to go." She whispered once more. She placed her
arm across his knees and slid his legs to the side of the table.
"Jump down Richard." Richard slid his bottom off the table, his
body pressed against the nurse as she steadied him. He looked
around to see the doctor and the other nurse were standing near
the door to the committee room. The young girl still naked stood
facing the door in front of the doctor.
"Come along don't keep us all waiting." The nurse took him by the
shoulders and walked him over to the door. She pushed him so that
he stood behind the naked girl, his body almost touching hers.
Richard instinctively covered his genitals, the backs of his hand
touching the girls bottom as the nurse pushed him forward.
"Let me tell you both, you will not attempt to cover yourselves,
you will do exactly as you are told quickly and without fuss. I
assure you I will see to it that you are punished if you do not
obey. Is that understood." The doctor raised her voice on the
last sentence. Both Richard and the girl stood up straight.
Richard uncovered himself and placed his hands by his sides.
"That's better, now I want you answer any questions you are asked
quickly and clearly, don't forget to speak up. You are to stand
up straight and look at the person if you are being spoken to. I
shall walk in first and I want you both to walk in behind me. Are
you both ready." She walked past them and placed her hand on the
door knob, she turned to look at them.
"Yes doctor." They replied in unison. The doctor opened the door
and walked through. They entered a large room, its highly
polished wood floor shone under bright overhead lights. At the
far end of the room stood a large polished table, behind which
sat three women. To the right stood a smaller table which held a
typewriter and computer screen. A young girl of about seventeen
years old sat behind the desk, she was pressing buttons on the
computer keypad. On the right of the girl was a cloth screen and
behind this an examination table complete with stirrups.
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