Being my first day I was determined not to let the bullies control me like they did at the last school.  I had survived morning break unscathed and had been to the chippy for my dinner.  I had not made any friends so to speak so I was making my way across the school field alone. The sun was burning bright in the sky and a few students lay on the grass sunbathing.  I had to pass the tennis courts to get to the school main entrance.  Three lads were leaning against the fence  I held my breath but I got passed them without incident.  Two other boys came from the other side of the court and were now approaching me.  I felt uneasy and looked over my shoulder.  Sure enough the three boys I had just passed were now behind me and gaining on me fast.  Upon reaching the gate to the tennis court the five boys were all around me and pushed me in.  Two of them had now a good grip on my jacket lapels and were dragging me along until we got to the far corner of the enclosure.  They pushed me up against the chain link fence where there was a tie attached.  One of them put the tie across my neck and put it through the fence where another was waiting and pulled it tight across my throat and tied the ends together.  The biggest of them, a red haired boy that stood six inches taller than me got hold of my own tie.  I thought he was going to tighten it and choke me, but to my surprise he loosened it, and removed it over my head.  As he got hold of my right hand my left hand was pushed against the fence, the person behind the fence then tied my hands behind my back.  Then she spoke, "Wait for me to get there first".  I was stood quite helpless at the mercy of my captors.  "I don't want any trouble", I managed to mumble, realising o course that trouble was something I was about to get.  The girl, about my age of thirteen, had long hair, and had a big grin on her face now.  "Have you got it Bones?"  She addressed the red head.  He did not answer but put his hand in his pocket and produced a magnifying glass.  One of the others turned my head to the side and pushed my right cheek against the fence, the red head held the magnifier against my left cheek and before long it was burning my skin.  I was squirming as much as I could to get my head out of the vice like grip, but could not move, "Just a little longer so it makes a mark".  Just when I thought I was going to start crying the glass was moved away.  "Perfect, now we will recognise him straight away".  I stood, still tied to the fence wondering what they would do next.  I did not have to wait long.  "It is my turn now".  The girl said.  
She took a step towards me and took hold of my jacket lapels.  She pulled them across my shoulders and down my arms till it hung on my hands behind me.  "Are you wearing a vest?" she asked me in a soft voice.  She did not wait for my answer but tugged at my shirt so that a button came off.  Her finger nail scratched me lightly on my stomach as she did so.  "No vest that is so much better" she purred.  Just then she noticed some of her friends near the entrance to the tennis courts, "Jenny, Andrea, come and see this".  Before long there were five girls and the five boys stood around me.  "Who do we have here?"  One of them asked with a sinister smile.
"This is my new plaything.  Do you have a belly button?"  She poked me in the stomach.  "Let's find out."    She slowly reached out and unfastened my top button, then the next, working her way down my shirt till she reached the waistband of my trousers.  The other girls started to join in now and pulled the two front laps of my shirt out of my trousers.  Two girls took one shoulder each and pulled the shirt down my back exposing my chest and stomach to all assembled.  My trousers were sitting just a little higher than my navel.  Andrea grinned to the other girls as she said, "These need to be pulled down a little".  I felt a churning sensation in my tummy as she slipped her fingers into my waist band and undid the catch on my trousers.  With one finger she lifted my zipper, and as she pulled on each side of my trousers I could feel the fly opening.  "There it is" she shouted, he has got a belly button, but it is too high up, he needs one further down".  I started to panic.  I could still move my legs and tried to kick, but as I did so I felt my trousers drop two inches.  I pushed my back against the fence trying to stop them from dropping but it was too late and they fell to my ankles.  The boys all laughed, and the girls were giggling.  I had stopped struggling now and knew that worse was to come.  Three of the girls were moving their hands across my yellow underpants, occasionally slipping a finger or two under the elastic, but not pulling them down.  Andrea started to slip them slowly down until my freshly grown tuft of pubic hair  just started coming into view.  "Ooh, not too far, let's not be rude", one of them said.  Andrea produced the magnifying glass again and rested her hand on the elastic of my underpants as she slowly burned the flesh just above my  pubic hair.  A bright red spot appeared as I writhed about in agony.  Everybody stood back and looked at me laughing.  Then to my horror some of them produced mobile phones and pointed them at me as if to take a photograph.  "You are my plaything now boy,  You will do what ever I tell you, when I tell you, otherwise these photo's go on the internet.  "Not yet, he isn't ready", one of the boys said.  He walked up to me and pulled my underwear down to below my knees.  I was as good as naked.  I was kept there for a few moments while they took their photographs, then I could feel their hands touching my bare bum while one of my hands were untied.  Then they ran away leaving me in my state of undress , in no doubt that very soon there would be worse things coming my way.
