Timothy Part 5
By Jane Marwood
janemarwood@hotmail.com
copyright 2002 - 2004 by Jane Marwood, all rights reserved
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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit
depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not
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Hazel and Vickie looked amused as Penny ushered the naked boy
into the examination room, his penis hard and jutting and
almost lewdly from between his thighs. Hazel examined him
closely; she could see that he was shivering all over from his
embarrassment and that he was almost near to tears. They
looked on in admiration as Penny deftly handled the boy.
Making him stand in front of them with his legs widely spread.
"I don't think there is much need for preliminaries, so I
think I will extract the first sample with him stand up."
Penny spoke brightly, showing that she was very much in
charge.
"Right Timothy squat down, that's the way, bend those knees
there that's just right my you are being a good boy today."
Penny stooped down with him, holding his shoulders so that he
would not tip forward as he squatted rather like a Sumo
wrestler. "Right hands behind your back with the backs of your
hands placed against the small of your back and palms towards
me." She held him by his shoulders, with one hand while she
adjusted his hands until they were flat against his back just
above the swell of his buttocks.
"Hazel if you will just hold his shoulder to steady him, would
you?"
Hazel did as she was asked, standing in front of Timothy and
placing her hands gently on his shoulders.. He shivered at the
cool touch of her fingers and the embarrassment of being
displayed so rudely; his penis was now jutting upwards from
between his widely spread legs and his testicles swinging
freely without hindrance.
Neither Hazel or Vickie had any idea quite what Penny had in
mind until they saw her take a small jar from her pocket and
unscrew the cap. She dipped the middle finger of her right
hand into the sticky lubricant and placed the jar on the floor
by her feet.
"Keep him still if you can Hazel." She smiled as she watched
Hazel take a firmer hold of the boy's shoulders.
"Take a deep breath Timothy that's it all the way in."
Timothy had no idea what was going to happen to him as he
sucked in a lungful of air. Without warning Penny slipped her
hand between his buttocks and with one fluid movement pushed
her middle finger up into his sphincter. His squatting
position made, the penetration up into his anus, a smooth and
easy process; the sphincter muscles unable to impede his
impalement.
"Oooohhh arrggghh. Timothy gasped at the sudden intrusion,
his mouth opening wide for air, as Penny gestured to Hazel to
help the boy to an upright position. Penny smiled as she felt
the muscles of his sphincter close tightly over her knuckle,
knowing that her finger would be firmly embedded up inside
him.
"Arggggggggggggghhhhhhhh .. Oooooohhhh er misss." He was
beside himself as he felt her thrust her finger even further.
She pressed her firm body tightly against him, knowing that he
would feel her softness against the palms of his hands, which
were now tightly trapped between their bodies. Almost casually
she reached around his slim waist with her free hand and
wrapped her delicate fingers around the shaft of his penis.
"Arrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhh." He gasped as she pulled his
foreskin back and at the same time located the sensitive flesh
of his prostate.
He threw his head back as she smoothed her finger over the
sensitive gland, his body becoming almost rigid with the
sensation of it all.
Vickie watched Hazel move to the side of the boy and reach for
his testicles; the young girl's hand casually lifting the
scrotum away from his body and squeezing the swollen balls
gently between her delicate fingers. She spoke firmly, as she
increased the pressure on balls; watching the nurse as she
aroused his young body to a fever pitch.
Penny's skill in handling him belied her limited experience;
incessantly her delicate fingers intuitively extracting the
maximum sexual sensation from her manipulations to his penis.
Sometimes pulling the foreskin back tightly, other times
stroking her fingernails over the very tip, teasing the small
orifice to the boy's utter distraction.
Hazel noted the boy's tortured expression, his body shivering
and shaking as their hands excited him to an agony of sexual
sensation..
"Now Timothy, I want no nonsense, let the nurse have proper
access to your bottom so that she can take a nice big sample
from you." There was of course no question that Penny did not
have proper access; Hazel was well aware that her finger had
penetrated him up to the hilt.
Hazel placed her other hand upon his tummy and ran her smooth
fingers up over his chest until she located one of his
nipples. Without warning she squeezed hard capturing the nub
of flesh between finger and thumb. At the same time she
squeezed his testicles, watching for his reaction.
She was not disappointed; he gasped; opening his mouth wide as
her fingers pinched his nipple and her other hand pulled his
scrotum away from his body.
"There, poor baby it will soon be over.. be a brave boy now."
Timothy was beside himself with sensation.
Embarrassed, humiliated and sexually aroused, her words
fuelled his shame and his arousal.
"Arggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh . Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh please."
Timothy cried out in a long wail as Penny cleverly manipulated
his penis, while at the same time curling her finger upwards
inside him and firmly massaging his prostate.
Vickie reached for the test tube, which had been placed on the
shelf behind her. She knew that it would only be seconds
before the boy reached his orgasm. She positioned the wide
opening of the glass container close to the tip of his penis,
watching, fascinated by the deft strokes of Penny's hand.
Hazel casually continued to handle his testicles, gently
squeezing and massaging the soft orbs between her fingers.
The tell-tale signs of his impending ejaculation came when
Penny felt the boy's muscles tense, his whole body suddenly
stiffened as if he had been electrocuted. His mouth was wide
open as the first spurts of semen erupted from his penis.
Vickie skilfully caught the thick fluid, moving the test tube
nearer as the boy continued to ejaculate. Penny's slender
fingers worked incessantly extracting huge eruptions of semen.
There seemed no respite for him as she worked her hand up and
down his shaft; her finger probing deep inside him, spurring
him on to further ejaculation.
"Arrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhh . Arggghh ooooooohhhhh
oooooooowwww." His wail of utter abandonment filled the small
examination room. His chest heaved as his breathing became
laboured and desperate.
"Arrggghhhh er . Pleasee . er nnnooooo " He was beside
himself with acute sensation as Penny executed a series of
quick milking motions to his penis, while at the same time
jabbing her finger hard against his prostate.
"Arrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh." Timothy was almost blinded
with exquisite sexual sensation, his body held captive and
seemingly suspended in time by his prolonged tormented
ejaculation.
His ears were ringing and a red mist had appeared in front of
his eyes, clouding his vision his nerves stretched so tightly
that he felt he would faint.
Penny slowed her hand, squeezing the last globules of semen
from the tip of his penis, nonchalantly bending his penis
downwards to wipe the tip against the rim of the test tube.
Hazel saw that the boy was near to fainting an motioned to
Penny who neatly slipped her finger from his bottom and helped
Hazel support his shivering body.
Vickie put the stop on the test tube and helped Hazel and
Penny with the distraught young boy.
They laid him, face up, on the examination table their hands
gently stroking him as he gasped for breath, his moans
diminishing as they quieted him. Hazel gently kissed him on
the lips as Penny and Vickie gently stroked their hands over
his young body.
They left him, dazed and drained upon the table, his breathing
becoming more even as he rested. Vickie picked up a towel from
the well-stocked shelves and leaving it half unfolded, placed
it over his hips, covering his penis and testicles.
Timothy closed his eyes, he could hear their footsteps as they
walked from the room, but his body had drifted into a
lethargic repose. For a while his embarrassment and anguish
had left him as he drifted into a light sleep.
It must have been half an hour or so, before he was aware that
Vickie was leaning over him, her pretty face only inches from
his as he opened his eyes. "Poor baby, are you awake now?" Her
voice was soft and gentle. "I am going to let Susan and Gail
bring you a nice glass of orange juice, so you just lie there
and relax."
Even in his torpid state, Timothy quickly glanced down at
himself; reassuringly the towel was still covering his hips.
Vickie kissed him gently on the cheek, causing him to blush at
the intimacy of the gesture.
He was about to ask if he could get dressed, but Vickie had
turned and walked out of the room before he could utter the
words. He lay, looking up at the bright lights that
illuminated the table his mind mulling over the embarrassments
and indignities of the day.
"Oh dear Timothy, you have been through it haven't you. Just
lift your head a little and take a sip of this." It was
Susan's voice that had wakened him from his reverie. She was
standing to his left side, while Gail had gone around the
linen covered examination table and was now looking down at
him, her expression soft and tender.. Timothy looked at
Susan, his eyes focussing as she leaned forward and placed
her hand under the back of his head. Gently she lifted him,
her hand sensuously stroking the hairs at the nape of his
neck as she proffered the cool drink to his parched lips. He
could not help glance down at his body, reassuring himself
that he was properly covered as he sipped the fresh orange
juice.
"Thank you, er Susan." Timothy replied as he finished the
glass. For some reason, perhaps it was his vulnerable
position, he felt uneasy at calling her Susan.
During the time he had known both Mrs. Grant and Susan,
Timothy had never felt particularly at ease. Mrs Grant had
always praised him for his usefulness and willingness around
the house; this had bolstered his ego and made him feel more
grown up, but her - and her daughters beauty, had still made
him feel awkward and somewhat in awe of them both.Since the
embarrassing and humiliating events of the day, Timothy,
unconsciously perhaps, had felt a shift in their relationship.
Laying on the examination couch as he now was, naked except
for the strip of towel that covered his loins, he felt that
Susan was in a much more authoritative position.
Whereas Timothy had always been in awe of Gail, as had most of
the other boys in his school, his embarrassment in her
presence now was so acute as that he could not control the
deep blush and tremor that ran through his whole body, each
time he looked at her.
She spoke softly to him and gently placing her hand on his
cheek, turning his head towards her. "Well do you feel any
better Timothy? Mrs. Grant says that your condition would have
been quite painful for you, had not the doctor diagnosed what
was wrong with you and emptied your testicles. Would you like
me to have a look and see if they are still swollen?"Gail
thought that the look of anguish on the boy's face was so
exquisite that she felt a thrill run through her body, as she
held his head so that he could not avoid her gaze.
"Ohhh er noooo er miss." He stammered quickly.
"I am fine er, please honestly" Gail felt the heat of his
cheek against the palm of her hand as the boy began to tremble
visibly, his face becoming mass of red and purple botches.
"Well if you are sure." She replied coolly. "I wouldn't want
to think that any friend of mine was in pain." Timothy looked
at her incredulously. He could not believe that he could feel
so utterly humiliated and yet there was something in her
words 'a friend of mine' that would normally have been music
to his ears, had he not been in such a humiliating
position.Gail leaned over and suddenly kissed him on the
cheek. She had applied fresh makeup and perfume, her beauty
and the heady aroma of the Chanel No. 5 perfume causing the
boy to feel even more in awe of her, as she held her face
close to his. Such was his embarrassment that he would have
not been able to look at her had she not been holding his head
between both hands.
"My you are a shy boy aren't you? I suppose that it must be
quite embarrassing having a pretty young nurse like Penny
holding your penis and testicles and making you ejaculate,"
Gail watched him closely as she spoke; her words designed to
deliberately subjugate the boy. The blood rushed to his
cheeks; his face was a picture of pure anguish as she looked
into his eyes. Susan turned her head as the young nurse walked
back into the room; she smiled at her, a knowing look upon her
pretty face. Timothy turned his head towards her, little
knowing that his further humiliation was imminent.
"Right young man," Penny said brightly as she stood by the bed
next to his hips. "I think you should be well rested by now."
It was all Timothy could do not to faint with utter horror as
Penny nonchalantly took away the towel that was covering his
hips. Before he could protest she had lifted one of his legs
and placed it in the stirrup. Moving quickly around to the
other side of the examination table she carefully lifted his
other leg and placed it in the second stirrup.
"Oooh er please er.. nurse not again and er not with "
Timothy was absolutely shocked; his protestations unheeded as
the young nurse moved to the end of the table and pushed the
stirrups up towards his hips. Deftly she positioned the
apparatus, bending his knees back and parting his thighs
until his legs were splayed wide open and high in the air.
Timothy could not help quickly looking at Gail and Susan who,
to his horror, were both looking down at his shaven and bared
genitals.
"Now let's have a look at you." Penny said brightly as she
casually placed her hand between his legs and cupped his
testicles in the palm of her hand. "Er pleeeease er miss er
not with I mean can't I.. er be more."
Both Susan and Gail knew exactly what Timothy must have been
feeling. After all, it was highly unusual for a boy to be
seen naked in front of young girls only a little older than
himself.
Penny had ignored his pleading completely, instead taking the
soft flesh of his penis in her other hand; she placed it so
that it was lying upwards towards his naval; the soft flesh
already beginning to stiffen at the touch of her cool
fingers. Timothy trembled with anguish, acutely aware of his
nakedness. He could not control the feeling of utter anguish
as the nurse blatantly exposed him to the gaze of the two
young girls.
He turned his head, pressing his face into the pillow, as the
nurse casually let her hand slide in between the cheeks of
his bottom. He felt her pry the buttocks apart, acutely aware
of her breath against the inside of his thigh as she leaned
forward to examine his sphincter. Gail and Susan watched,
fascinated by the intimate view of his most personal parts.
Susan could see the boy's distress as he lay with his head
turned into the fabric of the pillow. She knew he was utterly
embarrassed, but her thrill at having his naked body
prostrate before her, far outweighed the pity she felt for
him.
Timothy heard, the footsteps of Vickie and Hazel as they
returned to the examination room. He pressed his face further
into the pillow as they walked to stand beside Penny. It was
Hazel that spoke first, her words and actions causing the boy
to shudder with anguish. "Come along Timothy, you can't bury
your head in the pillow like that, it will give you a stiff
neck. Stop being such a baby and lay properly." She
accompanied her words with a firm slap to the soft flesh of
his rudely exposed bottom cheeks.
"Now come along behave yourself." The girls saw that his eyes
were glistening with tears of humiliation as he turned his
blushing face towards Hazel.
"There that's better. I know it must seem a bit traumatic for
you, so I have asked the nurse to let your friends stay and
hold your hands while she extracts some more semen from you."
Timothy did not know where to put himself. Having Susan and
Gail witness his utter humiliation was the very last thing he
wanted. He was quaking with embarrassment as both girls
looked at him. His body was covered in goose pimples and his
knees were quivering in the stirrups as Penny casually pried
open his buttocks once more and pressed a lubricated finger up
against his tightly constricted sphincter.
"Take a deep breath for me sweetheart." She said, her voice
soft and gentle but at the same time, brooking no nonsense.
Timothy gasped aloud, as her finger pressed against the
opening, suddenly sliding upwards in a deft and practiced
manoeuvre.
"Argggggggghhhhhhhhh. Ooooooooooohhhh." It was a combination
of humiliation and helplessness that caused him to shudder at
his intimate impalement. His body twisting to evade her
slender finger as it travelled upwards inside him. "Ooops
there we are, that wasn't so bad was it sweetie?" Penny's tone
and words adding further humiliation to her unconcerned
impalement of his bottom.
"Ooooohhhhhhhhhh .oooooohhh." He cried as Susan and Gail
simultaneously took his hands and held him tight.
Vickie Grant knew that sooner or later that Gail and possibly
her daughter would be getting their hands upon the boy. For
that reason she had decided to make her masturbation of the
boy a model demonstration of skill. Rather than just take
hold of his penis, which was already beginning to engorge,
she gently let her fingernails graze up over the skin of the
shaft and on to the semi-exposed head. Skilfully she tapped
the burgeoning flesh with her fingers, moving the penis from
side to side, letting it roll on his tummy. Every so often she
would punctuate her actions with a gentle squeeze, causing
the boy to gasp. She knew that the girls were watching her
every move as his penis throbbed upwards, lifting away from
his tummy and standing straight up in the air, unaided by her
hands. She began to pat the erected flesh, letting it wobble
from side to side, until she saw it begin to throb violently
of it's own volition. She stood back and took a tube of
lubricant from the shelf; unscrewing the cap she applied a
generous amount of the cool gel to her hands.
Both Susan and Gail watched avidly as Vickie took a firm hold
of his penis. She pulled the foreskin back and held the
exposed head upwards. The girls watched, in absolute
fascination as she flattened her other hand and began to
slowly move the palm in a circular motion over the very tip of
his penis. The effect was startling; Timothy began to squirm
and move his hips in a violent gyration, desperately trying
to escape the acute sensation being applied to the tip of his
penis. Casually she stretched the foreskin back as tightly as
it would go, seemingly indifferent to the boy's anguished
attempts to escape. Vickie knew exactly the effect the slow
measured circular movement of the palm of her hand would have
against the tip of his penis. Penny increased the pressure of
her finger against his prostate, seemingly oblivious to the
boy's protestations.
"Argggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." He cried as he tossed
his head from side to side. His movements were to no avail
as Vickie held his penis firmly, her grip increasing as his
penis throbbed with even greater vigour. Timothy could not
cope with intensity of the sensations that coursed through his
body. It seemed as if his whole nervous system was stretched
tight like a violin string. The feeling in the tip of his
penis was so acute as to be unbearable. It was tantamount to
sensual torture, expertly and deftly applied to his most
sensitive flesh.
Penny was also watching Vickie at work, admiring the causal
way in which she had aroused the young boy. She began to move
her finger quickly over his prostate, eliciting further moans
from the young boy.
"Arggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh . er
pleeeeaaase" He was beside himself with anguish, as Vickie
and Penny confidently aroused him to a fine fever pitch.
Both, Susan and Gail found that they had to hold his hands and
his arms firmly to keep him from rearing up from the bed, as
Vickie continued her manipulation of his penis.
Susan looked to her mother in admiration and awe. "Does that
hurt him, mummy I mean when you rub your hand over his penis
like that?
Vickie looked at the fascination on her young daughters face
as she spoke. "No it doesn't hurt, but the sensation can be
quite intense." She turned to look at the boy's anguished
face, his embarrassment clear for all to see. "There my sweet
Timothy, don't worry, I won't hurt you I promise. I am just
going to make you ejaculate now, so be good and try and relax
for me."
Hazel took a test tube from the shelf and moved to stand by
the opposite side of the bed to where Vickie was standing.
Nonchalantly she reached forward and cupping her hand around
the boy's testicles, lifted them away from between his legs.
Her manicured fingers curled around the swollen testes as she
moved the test-tube nearer his penis. She did not have to wait
long, as suddenly his body stiffened; the muscles of his legs
and stomach knotting into a trancelike state as he wailed
uncontrollably.
"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggggggggggg
gggghhhhhhhhhhhh."
His anguished cry filled the room as Hazel cleverly caught the
first mighty spurt of semen in her test tube. It seemed that
his anguish and utter abandonment meant nothing to his sexual
tormenters, Casually, almost callously; they stimulated his
most sensitive areas to the extreme ignoring his pleas and
his distress.
Gail looked on, completely mesmerised by the almost 'matter of
fact' way that the boy's body was being stimulated. She
turned her head to look at his face. His mouth was wide open
and he was gasping for breath; his eyes stared blindly, in
shock at his treatment.
"There poor baby, it will all be over soon," she coo-ed
softly, bending her head towards his. Whether it was some
inherent knowledge buried deep in her psyche or mere
impulsiveness she did not know, but her own actions surprised
her. Without warning, she placed her hand over his right
nipple, at the same time she pressed her lips to his - and
kissed him. Her tongue deliberately thrust deep into his
mouth, mirroring the impalement of his bottom as she stifled
his anguished moans, Robbing him of breath at the moment of
ejaculation seemed to incense the boy even more, as at the
same time she squeezed his nipple hard between her finger and
thumb.
Hazel watched the young girl's actions, becoming aware that
Gail's understanding of the boy's psyche was far more
knowledgeable than she had first imagined it could be. She
watched as Gail released his lips, hearing the boy groan
inwardly at his desperation for air.
Spurt after spurt of semen entered the glass container, his
emission so violent that she was hardly able to catch it all.
Penny could feel his sphincter squeezing violently against
her finger as they forced his ejaculation
It seemed an age before the boy stopped ejaculating. His hips
writhed in utter abandonment and his body shivered and
trembled with his violent and anguished orgasm. Eventually
they slowed their hands to a calm, almost caressing motion, as
his body suddenly went limp. Vickie was not surprised to see
that he had fainted. Letting go of his penis, she drew Gail
aside and placed her head against his chest, hearing the
raised and violent heartbeat loud within his chest. She
gently stroked her hands over his chest and tummy, watching as
Hazel let go of the boy and began to run her hands gently over
his thighs and legs to stimulate his circulation.
There was a loud sucking sound as Penny withdrew her finger
from deep inside his bottom. She smiled at Vickie and Hazel
as she spoke.
"Well I think we have extracted the most semen I have ever
seen in one ejaculation. It must have been an acute
sensation, I think that that was only the fourth time he has
ejaculated in his life."
Vickie smiled at Penny, her beautiful features showing
merriment as she replied. "Yes, I think you are right, I
imagine that some people have lived their whole lives without
experiencing something as intense as that, no wonder he
couldn't cope."
Well he has plenty more to come. From what Lucy er, I mean Dr.
Ashford has told me, he is manufacturing semen quite
prolifically for such a young boy. I think, unless she
resorts to drugs or some kind of operation, that he will have
to be er milked on a regular basis." Penny's use of the word
milked amused Vickie as she carefully lifted one of the boy's
eyelids and carefully examined the pupil before letting it
close again.
"Well I think we will let him rest and mark up these test
tubes." Vickie said brightly.
"Oh I forgot to say," Penny said as she casually took his now
flaccid penis between finger and thumb and wiped the last
remnant of semen from the tip. "Dr. Ashford said that it would
not be necessary to collect samples, er I mean in the test
tubes each time he is er milked. She said random samples
will be fine and that she recommends that his testicles are
kept to a comfortable size and that his prostate is massaged
as regularly as possible. She will make arrangements to see
him as soon as she can."
Hazel looked enquiringly at Penny. "Does that mean that we
will have to do that ourselves or will a nurse be coming.?"
Penny looked thoughtful. "Well I have promised Dr. Ashford
that I will come as often as I can and I think that Tina is
on the list to visit however I think she means for you to
check him and er empty him whenever you think that he needs
it. Will that be alright." Penny looked questioningly at
Vickie and Hazel.
"That will be fine." Vickie interjected. "It does make it a
lot easier that I don't have to take samples in a container
every time and as we are nearly at the start of the
holidays, I am sure that Hazel and I can manage him fine."
She turned to Gail and Susan. "Let's leave him to rest, he is
alright, just exhausted from his ordeal. "Remember the
sensation of release is new to him, having never ejaculated
before. We can all go and have a glass of wine if you would
like." She turned to Gail,
"It is a bit late, would you like to stay the night? Susan has
a twin bedded room, so you will be quite comfortable." "Yes,
if that is alright. I don't like driving at night and I have
only had the car for six weeks, so I would be grateful to
stay. Do you mind if Susan and I stay with Timothy? We can
take his legs out of the stirrups when he wakes up."
Vickie smiled with delight at Gail's reply; Susan could not
have a better friend she thought as she answered her. "Of
course Gail, I will leave you both with him, I am sure he will
be pleased to have some company.
The girls gave each other a knowing look as Hazel, penny and
Mrs. Grant left the room. It was not long before they were
standing either side of the young boy. There hands roamed
freely over his body as they examined every inch of him. It
was in absolute silence that Gail, looked the boy over. She
examined his face closely, her finger trailing down his cheek
and around his jaw line. Her hands caressed him gently as she
ran them over his chest and down onto his tummy. She walked
around the stirrup and stood between his widely spread legs.
Gently she eased his buttocks apart and peered at his neat
sphincter, her hand trailing between the pliant cheeks of his
bottom. Last in line for her inspection was his genitalia.
Although his penis was flaccid, it was still engorged and lay
flat and plump, hanging down between his legs. Slowly almost
reverently she took his testicles in one hand and lifted his
penis up with the other, examining every detail.
"These are mine." She whispered, grinning mischievously at
Susan as she toyed with the boy's genitals. "He is perfect,
isn't he?" Susan looked at Gail and spoke quite seriously.
"He has the most perfect body of any boy I have ever seen. Not
a blemish on his skin, his proportions are absolutely
exquisite." Gail nodded. "I promise you Susan, that I am
going to take very good care of him, when I get my chance.
The only thing wrong with him at the moment is that he is not
blushing with embarrassment. I think he looks so pretty when
he blushes." Susan looked across at her friend, her face
wrinkling prettily as she spoke. "Well I suppose if you have
your way, he will be blushing one long blush for the rest of
his life." Gail looked up, her face suddenly turning to a
serious expression. "I shall make sure of it, I promise."
Sometime later after Penny had left the house, Timothy was
gently woken up by Hazel and handed a cup of tea by Mrs.
Grant. The girls had already released him from the stirrups
and to his relief Mrs Grant covered his genitals with a towel
while he drank his tea.
"Right Timothy, up you get, you can go into the sitting room
and sit with Susan and Gail, while Mrs. Grant and I tidy this
room up a little." Timothy blushed as Hazel casually took the
towel from him and helped him from the bed. It was a few
minutes before she glanced around to see him standing by the
door clasping his hands to his genitals. Hazel looked at him
crossly. "Are you still here, I thought I told you to go into
the sitting room."
Timothy began to stammer. "But I think my shirt is still in
the bathroom."
"You can get that later. It is getting cooler in here and I
don't want you to catch a cold, so go into the sitting room
like a good boy." Hazel's voice sounded cross as she turned
back to the examination couch and took the other side of the
sheet that Vickie was holding. Together they pulled it tightly
across the surface of the examination table and tucked it in
so that the material was smooth and neat across the surface.
Hazel looked around at Timothy once more, her expression
darkening as she saw him standing there cowering. "I am sorry
Vickie," She said to Mrs. Grant, "I shall have to deal with
this." She turned once more to the boy and took his arm in a
firm grip. "I warned you Timothy, not to disobey me." Timothy
looked up at her beautiful face, his lips trembling as she
scolded him. "If you don't go now I shall punish you right in
front of everyone and you wouldn't like that would you?"
Timothy blushed profusely, his cheeks reddening to a dark hue
and tears appearing in his eyes. "Please er Misss errr
please let mee er have my shirt."
It was obvious to him that he should not have spoken. Hazel
suddenly turned him around and quickly smacked him three
times on his bottom. "Now are you going to obey me?" She
asked, her voice slow and measured.
"Oh pleeasse miss err Hazel." Timothy looked up at her
pleadingly. Whether or not the boy was going to plead again
for his shirt, Hazel did not wait to find out. She tightened
her grip on his arm and led him from the room.
He was squirming like an eel, his knees pressed tightly
together and his hands grasped tightly to his groin as he
entered the sitting room. His face was already red and
blushing as Hazel tightened her grip on his arm and marched
him to stand in the middle of the room. Vickie followed
behind; intrigued to see how she would handle him.
Susan and Gail were sitting on the settee as they watched
Hazel almost drag the boy into the centre of the room. Gail
could clearly see tears in his eyes as Hazel made him stand
in front of them.
"My you are a naughty boy. What on earth is the matter with
you?" She looked down at him, her hands holding him by the
shoulders.
"Now stand up straight, while I get a chair. I promised you
that if you disobeyed me one more time, that I would smack
your bare bottom in front of everyone and that is exactly
what I am going to do."
She left Timothy cowering in front of the two girls as she
fetched a chair from the dining table and placed it facing
the settee. She looked at both Susan and Gail as she spoke.
"I am sorry Timothy has behaved so badly, especially when you
have all been so kind to him." Without preamble Hazel sat down
on the chair and pulled her skirt up to mid-thigh, before
catching hold of the boy around his waist.
Timothy was beside himself with embarrassment. He could not
help quickly looking at Gail and Susan to see if they were
observing his humiliation. He was mortified as he caught
their eyes looking at him
Hazel grasped his hands and with a grip that surprised him as
she pulled them away from his genitals. He had never felt so
humiliated as she held him close to her and placed him over
her knees. Taking both wrists she held them up behind his
back, forcing his head further down as she lifted his arms up.
Suddenly he stopped squirming as the sheer futility of his
situation became apparent to him. Tears flooded his eyes as
he began to sob and plead.
"Please . Errr misss n'not in front of er.."
His sentence was never completed as the first hard smack of
Hazel's hand landed squarely on the cheeks of his bottom.
His embarrassment increased as he felt Hazel relax her knees
at the exact time that the first blow landed, suddenly
allowing his genitals to drop down between her thighs. She
squeezed her thighs together, holding his penis and testicles
captive between the soft smooth flesh.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaassssee miss." He sobbed as Hazel
smacked his bottom as hard and as rapidly as she could. The
flesh of his buttocks bounced and shuddered as she calmly
delivered smack after smack upon his bare bottom. Gail was
amazed at the sight before her. She felt a thrill run through
her young body as Hazel methodically reddened every inch of
the boy's buttocks. She could see that already his neck
muscles were tightly tensed and his reddened face was held in
a fierce grimace as his punishment progressed. Almost
instinctively, Gail spoke to him, surprising herself as she
uttered the words. "My Timothy you must have been very
disobedient to deserve such a punishment is it hurting very
much?"
As she spoke, she slid off the settee on to her knees and
knelt by his head. Gently she took his face in her hands and
turned it towards her, watching him flinch and gasp as his
bottom was soundly smacked. "Poor Timothy, how embarrassing
for you." Gail's words and touch were too much for the boy to
bear; his anguish knew no bounds as the deliberate and
methodical chastisement of his bottom continued. What was left
of Timothy's self esteem had finally been eroded. For Gail to
be talking to him in normal conversational tones, while his
bare bottom was raised up in the air and being soundly
spanked.
"I'mmm . argghhh sorreeeee argggh misss." The tears were
flowing down his cheeks as Gail looked into his eyes. She had
never felt such a thrill as she did now, holding his head
captive while his bottom was methodically and comprehensively
smacked by his pretty cousin. "Smaaaacccckk . Smaaaaaaaccccck
.
The punishment continued unabated. Hazel did not seem to be
showing any kind of fatigue; in fact she looked cool and calm
as she delivered smack after smack to his bottom. Vickie
looked on at the young boy's punishment. 'My God,' she
thought; this young woman certainly does not do anything by
halves.
"Argggggggghhhhhhhhh pleeeeeease er no more please." Timothy
sobbed, acutely aware of Gail looking into his eyes a
witness to his utter humiliation and subjugation.
Gail could not resist further embarrassing him. "Are you going
to be a good boy when this is over Timothy? Hazel is only
spanking your bare bottom for your own good you know. Promise
me you will be good Timothy."
Her words further inflamed the boy's sense of shame and
despair, plunging his sensitive emotions into the depths of
abject misery. "Smack smack smack smack Hazel
methodically covered his buttocks with stinging slaps. Not one
inch of his upturned cheeks was spared from her attentions. He
was red from the top of his bottom to the upper part of his
thighs. Her hand had even spanked in- between the crease of
his bottom, the access being made easier as he had moved his
hips and legs in frantic gyrations, vainly hoping to escape
the pain of his chastisement.
"Arggggggghhh . Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease
m''missssssssssss." Timothy sobbed, his bottom on fire as
Hazel calmly administered a comprehensive spanking. "I
promeeeeeeeeeeeees argggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh
.oooooooooooooohhhh pleeease n'nooooo mooooooreee"
Suddenly the punishment stopped. Calmly Hazel looked down at
his face as Gail held his head in her hands.
"Well Timothy, have you learned your lesson, or shall I
continue, remember I can easily fetch my strap." Timothy
shuddered and sobbed, his bottom stinging and smarting as if
he had been stung by a swarm of bees.
"Pleeeeeeeeaaaase nnnooooooooooo missssssssss.I'mmmmm mmm
s'ssorry." Timothy shuddered and sobbed, not just with the
pain of his spanking but the utter humiliation of it all.
"Well then if you promise, then it is all over." Hazel gently
began to stroke her hand delicately over his bottom. Her
fingers trailing between his cheeks and down in between his
thighs. Her touches were soothing and caressing as she spoke
softly to him. "There then my poor baby, it's all over now."
She released his wrists and placed his arms at his sides
before stroking her hand over his back, her other hand gently
caressing him between his legs. She listened to his sobs as
she quieted him as one would a young foal.
Gail leaned forward and placed her lips against his cheek,
whispering gently. "My you have had a sound spanking haven't
you poor Timothy, what are we going to do with you."
Hazel could feel his penis suddenly respond to her soft
caresses. She felt a sudden throb against the inside of her
thighs as she squeezed them tightly together, adding further
pressure to his penis. "Right Timothy, I am going to let you
up now. You must not touch your bottom yet and of course you
now know better than to touch your penis don't you?"
Timothy blushed, but such was the redness of his cheeks that
it would have been hard to discern were it not for Hazel and
Gail's close proximity to the boy. "I er ppromise miss."
His body shuddered as he stifled a sob.
"Well come along, let's have you up off my knees." Hazel
helped him up, watching closely as his penis came into view.
Although it was not erect it was engorged and hanging
downwards, thick and plump between his legs. Gail noticed it
too; taking both her hands from his face and watching him
intently as he stood upright.
Hazel immediately took hold of his hips and placed him front
of her so that his legs were touching her knees. Timothy
stood upright, his hands by his side, naked and shamefaced as
she placed her hand under his chin and looked deep into his
eyes.
Both Susan and Gail watched intently as Hazel spoke firmly but
kindly to him. "Well I think you can start by apologising to
every one. You may start with Mrs. Grant and then Susan and
Gail. Go and stand in front of Mrs Grant off you go now.
Even Hazel could not have known the extent of the boy's
humiliation as he walked stiff legged towards Mrs. Grant. He
was acutely aware that his penis was throbbing visibly, but
dare not cover himself. He sobbed as he approached her;
standing some way back from her in deference to his modesty.
Even that was not to be allowed as Hazel spoke sternly to him.
"Move closer than that come along, I want no more of your
nonsense." Timothy hung his head in shame and moved closer to
Mrs. Grant who was standing waiting to see what he would do.
Even in her wildest dreams, Vickie would not have believed
that she would have Timothy standing naked before her,
compliant, humiliated and subjugated to such an extent that
he would obey her without question. His lips were trembling
as he looked up at her. She could see the embarrassment and
humiliation in his eyes as he spoke to her in trembling voice.
"I am so sorry mMrs. Grant . I er promise to be good. He
looked down immediately, acutely aware of his nakedness and
the close proximity of his naked body to her.
Vickie did not answer him but instead placed her delicate
fingers under his chin and lifted his head. My you have been
in the wars today haven't you Timothy. Never mind, I am sure
you will behave yourself from now on." Before the boy could
move away she deliberately reached forward with her other hand
and cupped his testicles, her cool fingers enveloping his
scrotum in a gentle but firm grip. The young boy gasped in
shock as she held him, his face showing his abject dismay as
she looked into his eyes. Both Susan and Gail were surprised
at the familiar way Susan's mother handled the boy. They
looked on with anticipation as Vickie spoke gently to him.
"Now Timothy, you will have to get used to being handled and
examined, we all have your best interests at heart and we
mean you no harm. I know that young boys get embarrassed by
having their genitals examined, but it is quite obvious that
you have a problem that must be dealt with."
Rather than let the boy go she took her hand away from his
chin and nonchalantly took hold of his penis. She could feel
him shiver as she quickly slid the foreskin back until it was
stretched tight. "Right young man, you don't seem to be sore,
but I do think that your testicles are still quite large and
full for someone your age." She turned her head towards
Hazel, who was delighting in her young charge's humiliation.
"I think Hazel that perhaps you should check him before he
goes to bed If he seems any worse, you might consider
emptying his testicles before he goes to sleep. You don't
need to worry about measuring the amount, I was thinking more
for his comfort."
Timothy felt his penis begin to throb as Mrs. Grant casually
lifted his erect flesh and at the same time hefted his
testicles, rolling the soft orbs between her fingers as she
deftly slipped his foreskin back up over the rim of his
penis, before patting it softly. She had never felt a penis so
engorged and stiff as it throbbed under her delicate touch.
"Right off you go and apologise to Susan and Gail and then
perhaps you should have an early night."
Timothy was close to fainting with sensation as Vickie let go
of him. He blushed profusely, his whole body colouring up as
he turned towards the two young girls. It was as if he was in
a trance as he approached them, their amused expressions
giving him no respite from his humiliating nightmare. It was
Gail he spoke first. Laying her hand gently on his shoulder
she drew him forward.
"Poor baby, I know you are sorry for being a naughty little
boy, but we forgive you don't we Susan?" Susan almost broke
out in a giggle as she heard Gail's words. "Of course we do
but you still have to apologise, doesn't he Hazel?"
Hazel moved to stand behind Timothy; placing one hand on his
waist she smacked him briskly on his bottom. Timothy gasped
as he turned his head towards her. Hazel could see the look
of embarrassment and hurt on his face as she spoke to him.
"Now Timothy, place your hands upon your head and stand up
straight with your legs wide apart. " Timothy blushed once
more, a tear rolling down his burning cheek as he quickly put
his hands upon his head and shamefacedly moved his feet until
his legs were placed wide apart. "That's better now I see
that your penis is erect Timothy. Don't you think that that
is rather rude behaviour for a young boy? I think that you
ought to apologise to the girls for your rude behaviour too."
Timothy was almost near to fainting with embarrassment as he
turned his head to face forward and looked at Susan and Gail.
"I am s soooo sorry er miss er and miss I am sorry for er
being er rude as well er pleaeeeeeeeease " Timothy choked
on his words and burst into tears. His humiliation complete
as he stood naked and ashamed in front of the girls. He could
not believe his position, naked and fully on display, in
front of the two prettiest girls in his school.
If he had thought that his embarrassment could not get any
worse he was in for a shock as Gail deftly took hold of his
penis. "Don't cry Timothy I know you are really a good boy.
I suppose it is your medical condition that makes this so
stiff." She accented her words by squeezing the shaft of his
engorged flesh. Skilfully she retracted the foreskin at the
same time she cupped his testicles with her other hand. Don't
worry, I am sure that everyone will help to make you better.
Just turn around for me so I can have a look at your poor
bottom." She nonchalantly helped him turn by pulling on his
penis before letting go of him.
Susan stepped forward as Timothy turned around and placed one
hand on each of his bottom cheeks. "You seem very red." She
said, as she spread the cheeks of his bottom. "Just bend over
so I can see you properly, you can take your hands down and
hold your ankles just as if I was going to smack your bottom
for you." Vickie smiled as she watched her daughter manipulate
the boy to ever further degrees of embarrassment. She looked
on, rather taken aback by the confident way her daughter
parted the young boys buttocks, her young hands roaming over
his flesh before slipping her fingers between the pliant
cheeks of his bottom, making him gasp with the intimate
contact. Susan smoothed her fingers between the crevice before
sliding her hand between his legs and grasping his testicles.
She slid the other hand around his waist and took a firm hold
of his erect penis. She ignored the boy's protestations as
she handled him with a deft familiarity. "I agree with mummy,
I think Hazel ought to milk you again when you get home after
all, your penis must hurt with being so stiff and straight."
Timothy began to shiver, the sexual sensation making him feel
near to ejaculating as Susan casually played with his
genitals as if it was a completely normal occurrence. Gasping
and groaning he endured her intimate examination of his body
as he stood bent over with his hands grasping his ankles. He
shivered and shook his mind in turmoil at the embarrassment
and humiliations of the day.
It was another fifteen minutes before the boy was led,
embarrassed and blushing down the garden path towards his
home. His penis still stiff and engorged tenting the tee
shirt that Hazel had clothed him in. He had followed
obediently as Hazel walked in front of him, opening the door
of their cottage and beckoning him through.
Now as he laid in bed he contemplated the events of the day,
blushing as each embarrassing episode ran through his mind.
Hazel had bathed him, making him stand in the bathtub as she
had washed his body. Her hands had delved into every crevice,
her thoroughness sparing him no modesty. His penis and
genitals as well as the sensitive opening of his sphincter had
been carefully soaped and washed.
He had been laid in bed naked, the blankets drawn down to his
knees. Hazel had told him to just relax and that she would be
back later. Timothy could not help himself as his thoughts
turned to the humiliations he had suffered. Over and over he
replayed the most embarrassing moments, his face blushing an
ever deeper red. It was not long before Hazel returned. To his
surprise she had changed into a white tunic dress, very
similar to those worn by cosmeticians and dental nurses. She
was carrying a metal bowl in which were jars of moisturising
creams and tubes of lubricants. She placed the bowl on the
floor by the side of the bed and sat on the edge looking down
at him.
He could not help but blush once more as she examined his
nakedness. "Right young man, I am going to milk you of
anything you have left in these testicles of yours." Casually
she leaned forward and lifted his scrotum away from his body.
Timothy gasped at the cool and sudden touch of her fingers
upon his body and the humiliation of her words. It was only
the thought of another chastisement that kept him from
clasping his hands to his groin. He shivered as she gently
placed her other hand between his thighs and moved his legs
apart.
"Now just lie still, and I will attend to you. Just put your
hands behind your head, there that's the way." The next
moments were composed of acute embarrassment and bliss, as
gently she leaned forward and blew gently on his penis,
watching as the flesh slowly became engorged and turgid. He
closed his eyes as her gentle fingers caressed him until he
was fully erect. Without warning she leaned forward and
kissed him full on the lips, her tongue invaded his mouth
sending him into ecstasy as her hand stretched the skin of
his foreskin down the shaft until it was stretched tight.
Suddenly she pulled away from him, seeing his mouth sag open
with acute sensation. There my baby lie still just part
your legs a little more there that's the way.
He felt her hands leave his body and heard the unscrewing of
jar tops and caps before suddenly gasping as he felt a
lubricated finger slip between the cheeks of his bottom. His
eyes flew wide open as deftly she slid her finger up into his
bottom. He gasped. "Arggggghhhhhhhhh oooooooooOOOOH er miss"
as Hazelslipped her finger further up into him, finding the
soft pliant flesh of his prostate gland. "Just lie still,
there's a good boy." She cooed as she slipped her other
lubricated hand around the hardened flesh of his penis.
She leaned over his and whispered softly. "Just relax now it
will all be over soon." Her soft voice and sweet scent played
havoc with his feelings, as did the soft hands that probed
inside his bottom and over the very tip of his penis.
Skilfully and diligently she milked him, her finger applying a
firm pressure and motion to his prostrate as her fingers moved
over his penis, pulling his foreskin up and down over the
corona of his sensitive flesh. "Now then, I want a nice big
ejaculation from you so open your legs wider and relax."
Timothy had begun tossing his head from side to side; such
was the intensity of her caresses.
Suddenly he felt his penis throb uncontrollably; he squeezed
his eyes shut as he felt the impending ejaculation. Hazel
felt it too and suddenly jabbed her finger hard against his
prostate as she began to milk him faster and faster. His hips
reared up as the first spurts of semen sprang from the tip of
his penis.
"Aargggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
Timothy thrashed his head from side to side as the intensity
of the orgasm took over his body from any coherent movement.
"There my baby what a good little boy you are let me just
have a little more." Hazel's finger stroked over his prostate
before jabbing hard at the sensitive gland, her deliberate
firmness in contrast to the softly spoken words, as she
watched the young boy writhing in torment from her
ministrations.
"There we are," she said brightly. "Lets just squeeze the last
drops from you then it's all over. My you have been a good
boy!" Timothy gulped for air as he felt her finger roam
inside his bottom and her delicate fingers slide up the shaft
of his penis, ejecting the last drops of semen from him. She
withdrew her finger gently from his bottom and let go of his
penis. Taking the towel she wiped his tummy and folded it
before wiping it between his legs as if he was a baby. She
drew up the covers and kissed him tenderly on the lips. There
my poor baby, it's been an exhausting day for you. Never mind
just lie back and go to sleep."
Before he could collect his senses she had left the room and
turned the lights out.
End Part 5