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PART 5
Tom woke up the next morning and for a moment he thought the entire day before
had been a dream. Then as he sat up he winced as his sore ass rubbed the sheets
and he realized that it had all been real. How could he have done those things
to himself! In front of Linda and her friends and the girls out by the car! God,
even Mrs. Whitford had seen him!
He showered and shaved and began to get dressed for work. He had already put his
jockey shorts on when he remembered that he wasn't allowed to wear them anymore
and he pulled them off. His trousers felt weird against his bare ass and the
soreness would be a constant reminder of the day before.
He made himself a cup of coffee and a piece of toast and opened the door to
leave. His car was still parked in the front of the house where he'd left it
yesterday. As he walked out to it he remembered his last walk to this car and
shuddered. He glanced around but nobody was outside yet so he hurried and got
into his car.
The seats were still pushed up and he had to close the windows. Another shameful
reminder of what had happened here just a few hours earlier. Tom drove to work,
parked his car, and went into his office at Venture Publications. He saw Carol
and Marie sitting at their desks, beautiful as always. They smiled at him and
for some reason he blushed deeply. Marie winked slyly at Carol. The two women
knew that he was stealing peeks at them and they delighted in teasing him along.
They purposefully wore sexy clothes to the office and found excuses to bend over
to get files and such when they knew he was watching them. The secretary,
Louise, was another story. Early fifties, frumpish and widowed. She thought Tom
was a real yuppie bigshot and she avoided talking to him whenever possible. "Too
big for his britches" she said of him on several occasions.
In the large private office sat Mrs. Peterson, his boss.
"Good morning Tom, hope you're feeling better today" she said, with only partial
sincerity. She suspected Tom had been goofing off yesterday and was irritated
because it meant more work for her to
do.
"Good morning Gloria. Yes, I'm much better, Thanks. Say, I have a doctor's
appointment at 5:00 and I'd like to leave a little early to make it. Would that
be all right?"
"Fine, Tom" Mrs. Peterson said, and made a mental note to herself to have a talk
with Tom if this skipping of work started turning into a regular thing.
Tom put in an uneventful day. Carol and Marie noticed he blushed a lot quicker
whenever they caught his eye. Louise just ignored him and Mrs. Peterson had to
go out for a good part of the day but was back in the office by 3:30. At 4:30
Tom got up from his desk and said goodbye to Mrs. Peterson and the girls. He
left the office and drove straight home. When he got home he parked his car in
the driveway. He saw Mrs. Whitford sitting on her porch as usual but thankfully
the rest of the street was empty. He quickly walked into his house. As he
glanced up at Mrs. Whitford's porch he saw that she was watching him with a big
grin on her face. Oh God...
He was surprised to find the house empty. He fixed himself a drink and sat in
the living room on the sofa and waited. At 5:45 Beverly knocked on the door.
"Hello Tommy, sorry I'm late but I had an errand to do in town." She giggled
then rushed into the kitchen. "I've got this meatloaf to prepare and the
girls will be here in 45 minutes. You'd better take a shower while I start in
the kitchen."
Just like that, like nothing in the world was out of order. Tom walked into
the bathroom and took his clothes off. Beverly ran in once just to make sure
he wasn't wearing any underpants and smiled sweetly at him when she saw that
he wasn't.
By the time Tommy came out of the shower the meatloaf was already in the oven.
He towel-dried his hair and started into the bedroom to get some clean clothes.
"Oh no, sweetie. No clothes tonight! Linda and her friends are coming over,
remember?" Tommy looked at her in disbelief but her face suddenly turned
hard and she said. "Down on your knees, mister. You're going to be serving
us tonight."
She then went to her pocketbook and fished out the collar and leash she had used
the day before and fastened them on him again. But that wasn't all. She
continued fishing through her pocketbook and came up with a piece of folded pink
cloth. "Look what I got for you to wear!" As she opened it he saw with shock
that it was a large pink baby's bonnet with little ruffles and a bow on each
side! She placed the humiliating thing on his head and fastened it under his
chin with a bow knot. "Oh it's so cute!" she giggled.
"Now Tommy, dear. I want you to be right here in front of the door, on your
hands and knees with your cute ass up in the air so the girls will see it as
soon as they enter. Hurry up, now. Don't disappoint me."
Tommy got into position, that damn bonnet made him feel even more embarrassed,
if that were possible, and he waited for the girls to arrive. It was 6:15 and
Beverly was setting the table for four.
A couple of minutes later the doorbell rang and Beverly ran to open it. It
was Linda.
"Hi, hope I'm not too early." When she saw Tommy she started giggling and said
"Like your hat, Tommy!" Tommy's face went scarlet. Beverly went back to the
kitchen and Linda sat on a chair looking at Tommy. God, this was turning out to
be fun! There was another knock on the door and Linda opened it. This time it
was Tina and Ellen together. They saw Tommy kneeling there and started giggling
all over again.
Beverly said that dinner wouldn't be ready for another fifteen minutes and
suggested that the girls take Tommy for a little walk around the house. Linda
said "Sure!" and picked up the leash from the floor. She gave Tommy a light pat
on the rump and said "Let's go Tommy!". When Tommy hesitated slightly she said,
tauntingly "You do want to go for a walk, don't you Tommy?" and she blinked her
eyes several times at him and smiled.
"Y-Yes, Linda". Tommy said.
"Oh, that's another thing. I think that from now on I want you to address me as
'Mistress' Linda. Is that Okay?" Again the eye blinking and the smile.
"Y-Yes, Mistress Linda" Tommy managed to choke out. Linda was smug with
satisfaction. Revenge certainly was sweet!
Linda began leading Tommy around the living room. Tina and Ellen got up to walk
with them. "Look at how white his ass is." said Ellen. "You would hardly believe
he got TWO spankings yesterday." Linda walked Tommy into the bedroom. She tugged
on the leash for him to stop between the end of the bed and the dresser.
"Put your face down on the rug Tommy and lift your ass as high in the air as you
can. Good. Now spread your legs a little wider. Fine! Now just stay like that
for awhile."
Tina and Ellen began poking each other and snorting as they saw that Linda
steadied herself with one hand on the dresser and lifted her foot so that her
sneaker very lightly began to rub Tommy between his asscheeks and around his
scrotum. "Goose! Goose!" she giggled as she touched the point of her shoe
directly on Tommy's puckering asshole. This made him jump slightly and his stiff
penis bobbed up and down beneath him. That set off another laughing jag among
the girls. Nothing worse than three teenage girls with a case of the giggles...
"Let's go, girls!" Beverly yelled from the kitchen. "Dinner's ready." The girls
led Tommy back into the kitchen. The three of them sat down at the table and
Beverly joined them. "Where's Tommy going to sit?" asked Ellen.
"Oh, he'll eat when we're through, Ellen" replied Beverly.
The four ladies picked up their forks and began eating. "I seem to have dropped
my napkin. Please get it for me Tommy.....thank you dear.....Oh, please bring
some more bread from the counter Tommy.... thank you dear."
They kept him crawling around the cold kitchen floor doing menial errands while
they ate and talked about the previous afternoon.
At the end of the meal Beverly got a large bowl and she scraped the leftovers
from all four plates into it and mashed it up.
"Here Tommy. It's time for your dinner now." She placed the bowl on the floor
next to the refrigerator and motioned for Tommy to eat
dp. "No hands now, remember?"
Was there no end to the degradation this woman could heap on him? Tommy lowered
his red face to the bowl and began to eat. The girls got a case of the giggles
again and Beverly got her camera out of her pocketbook. Naked and leashed, on
his hands and knees, with a pink baby bonnet on his head and a stiff prick,
Tommy looked
hilarious. Beverly clicked away from all angles. "Lift your face just a little,
dear, so I can see it better...that's it... CLICK... thank you."
It was now around 7:30pm and Beverly suggested they all go into the living room.
When they got there they she made Tommy get up on the coffee table and lie down
on his back. "You should know the routine by now, Tommy. Lift your legs into the
air, spread them wide and bend your knees." She opened her pocketbook and took
out the two pair of handcuffs she had used on Tommy two nights before. "Remember
these, honey?" she teased. She fastened the cuffs on him again in the same
manner. Left wrist to left ankle and right wrist to right ankle. His wrists were
cuffed to the inside of his ankles so he couldn't close his legs. Once again
this left him in the most vulnerable and exposed condition he could imagine. He
felt the eyes of the teenagers burning into his ass like a brand, and he flushed
deeply and squirmed a bit. Beverly then produced a long feather from her
pocketbook and proceeded to brush it lightly up and down the crack of his ass
while the girls looked on in wonder. "WOW! Will you look at him buck!" yelled
Tina. "It's a good thing you put those cuffs on him!"
Beverly continued tormenting him without pity. She'd concentrate on the
underside of his penis for awhile and when it looked like he might be getting
ready to cum she'd hold off while his hips bucked and he pleaded "Oh P-L-E-A-S-
E! P-L-E-A-S-E let me CUM!!!" But Beverly would just wait a bit and then move
the feather back to his asshole or some other spot. Beverly continued the
torment while she started to speak to the room:
"I'll bet Tommy here was wondering why I was late getting here this evening.
Well, I had a very busy day. Last night I took the video tape back to my studio
and watched it. All I can say is WOW!. It came out great! We had Tommy rolling
around on his back and stroking his penis and begging Linda to give him a
spanking... we had him crawling around the floor and slapping his own ass....
more begging in front of Tina and Ellen.....we had a lovely spanking draped
across Linda's knees... and at the end we had Tommy again on his back, his
reddened behind waggling on the floor, masturbating in front of the girls and
begging them to let him cum! It was beautiful!" She kept tormenting Tommy with
the feather the whole time she spoke. "Anyway, I decided to make four copies of
the tape. I have some rather specialized equipment at my studio and the copies
came out superbly. I told Tommy to make sure that he left his office by 4:30 so
he would be in this house by 5:00pm sharp! The reason for this is because I paid
a small visit to his office, at 4:45pm!" Tommy began to moan "Oh please
no...please...please!" But his hips were still moving frantically to the tune of
the tormenting feather. "I introduced myself to Mrs. Peterson and told her I was
your new girlfriend. I also met those two other lovely young things...Carol and
Marie? Yes. Well, they seemed a bit surprised that you even HAD a girlfriend.
Anyway, I gave each of them a small package. Do you want to guess what was in
those packages? Exactly! Each package had one of the four copies of the tape I
had made!" The teenaged girls gasped. Tommy was sobbing, but still bucking his
hips. He had no choice in the matter.
"Oh don't worry. I rigged each of the tapes in my studio with a magnet on the
take-up spool so that they can only be viewed once. But once is all they'll
need! Let's see, it's about 7:45pm... they're probably watching those tapes
right now!" Tommy was sobbing loudly but his arms and legs were pumping up and
down and his ass was wiggling to keep the tip of the feather away from his
sensitive asshole.
"Can you imagine poor Tommy, having to go to work tomorrow morning and sit in
that office? And he will, too! You see, Mrs. Peterson may want to fire you,
Tommy, but you can't let her. You had better find some way of begging her to let
you keep your job. You can cry, plead, promise anything you want, but don't let
her fire you. If you do, well, I can make LOTS more copies of that tape and send
it around to all sorts of people. This time without the magnet so they can watch
it over and over and over again! I did a little checking on you, Tommy. How
would you like your sister in Philadelphia to get a copy of that tape? Or your
mother's friends in Long Island? And don't forget the lovely snapshots I took
tonight!" Tommy couldn't believe what he was hearing. It had to be a bad dream,
but it was REAL. The girls thought it was pretty amusing and giggled while they
watched Tommy twisting in the cuffs on the coffee table, still trying to escape
the maddening feather.
"Tommy, dear" Beverly continued. "Your punishment is going to be an ongoing
one, with no relief. Every single day you are going to report to work in that
office, knowing that each of the ladies there have seen you as you were
yesterday. The first night we met you told me that your worst fear was being
laughed at by a woman. Those women at work are going to be laughing at you
every day from now on..."
Tommy was crying "Please... no, don't do this to me... please... please!"
Beverly put the feather down and got up from the couch.
"It's been a long day girls, and Tommy is going to have an even longer day
tomorrow. I have to go now, but you girls can stay here as long as you want.
Just unlock him when you leave." She dug into her pocketbook and threw the keys
to the handcuffs on the coffee table next to the still writhing form of Tommy."
Goodnight, girls... it's been real!"
The three teenage girls thanked Beverly and walked her to the door. After she
left they all converged on Tommy like starving vultures. Linda picked up the
feather and continued to torment his asshole. Tina bent over and began licking
the underside of his penis. Ellen put her tongue in his ear. They all mocked him
and teased him saying "Come on Tommy, shoot! shoot!". Finally he went stiff and
began shooting thick spurts of white cum in the air. Some of it hit the wall
behind the coffee table, some of it landed on his face. The girls were amazed.
Linda said it was time they were going home so they all lined up and each gave
him a dozen hard slaps on his ass. Then they unlocked the cuffs, walked to the
door, turned out the lights and Linda said "Goodnight Tommy! Have a nice day
tomorrow!" With that they all left, leaving the front door wide open. Tommy
could hear them laughing all the way down the street.
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