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 The Gang Part 90 By Kelly Slimspank KellySlimspank@Googlemail.com
   copyright 2008 by Kelly Slimspank, all rights reserved
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   Victoria had guessed the perpetrator of the quiet knock at the back door
and her guess was vindicated when she pulled it open and saw Paul standing
there.
   "Come in sweety, what took you so long?" she said.
   "Long story" said Paul "Tell you later" He stepped into the kitchen and
waited while Victoria closed and locked the door, leaving the key in the
keyhole for added security.  Victoria led the way into the lounge where
Emily, Ben, Alison, and Amy were waiting.  Without exception they smiled
warmly at him, full in the knowledge that now the real fun could start.
   "First of all" said Victoria "Welcome back my darling, we've missed
you." She wrapped her arms round him and gave him a passionate kiss.  Paul
melted into Victoria and became hard instantly.
   "Secondly, get upstairs, undressed and in the shower.  I want you
absolutely spotless.  When you're done, come back down here, no dressing,
and then we can begin" said Victoria with a smile.
   "Okay" said Paul, beginning to feel a little nervous now.  He headed to
the door to the hall and, without looking back, left the room.  Victoria
watched him go and her own excitement rose.  She was feeling very randy and
very desperate herself, and she hoped that she'd be able to tease Paul long
enough to make his fantasy come true rather than just throwing him down on
the bed and taking him straight away.  She tried to focus her mind on being
calm and patient.
   "Everyone know what they're doing?" she asked looking round at the
others.  They all nodded.  They had been briefed, rehearsed, and briefed
again.  Everyone knew what they were doing and they grinned happily.
   Helen was very pleased with herself.  She had anticipated enjoying Giles
having to turn up to the scouts' meeting entirely naked, and she had fully
expected to delight in his consequent humiliation, but she had not expected
her step-father to be called away and for the scouts to wreak such terrible
vengeance on Giles.  Added to this unexpected pleasure was Julian's
stripping and buggering by the over eager, oversexed boys.  She had nothing
against Julian personally, and barely knew him, but the sight of a boy
being stripped naked and humiliated in this way excited her beyond measure.
She began to wonder if it wasn't just Giles she liked to see humiliated,
but whether this was a general trend and whether she had a taste for this
kind of humiliation in general.  In certainly seemed to her that this was
the case, but either way, Giles was her favourite victim.
   It was Giles she was concentrating on right now.  His red raw rigid
penis was being wrenched back and forth by her with a savagery that would
have had him yelping in agony had he not had a large penis trying to ram
itself halfway down his throat.  Fifteen year old Ian's large organ buried
deep in his rectum did nothing to comfort him either.  He felt utterly
miserable, and in his despair he cried in pain and self-pity.
   The boy fucking his mouth spasmed and came enthusiastically, causing
Giles to renew his gagging as the explosive gush hit the back of his throat
and slid down into his stomach.  Giles swallowed in order to avoid choking
and he screwed his face up in disgust.  Shortly after he received another
powerful issue, this time in his rear and Giles' misery dropped to new
depths.  At last the boy in front of him pulled his rapidly diminishing
penis from Giles' mouth and Giles was able to draw a deep breath.  This
small pleasure was short lived as another erect penis was rammed in to
replace the limp evacuee.  Giles gulped, but was grateful that at least
this was a lot smaller.  In order to limit the time he'd spend discomfited
in this way he wrapped his tongue around it, figuring the more stimulus he
applied the faster the boy would come and the sooner he would leave.  He
didn't dare look up to see how long the queue was.
   Giles rocked forward as another boy grabbed his hips and rammed himself
home in his rear.  Giles' pathetic moan would have elicited sympathy from
the hardest hearted soul had he not be so hated by the assembled company.
   Helen continued her work and she swapped hands as her arm began to ache
at the effort of trying to purge Giles.  He was still stiff and rigid, but
as rapidly and as firmly as she pumped him he didn't seem very close to
coming.  She wondered if he was simply spent, that there just nothing left
to expurgate.  She spat into her tired hand and rubbed her spittle across
his glans causing him to jerk with the over stimulation of it, and pleased
at this reaction she continued to rub it round and round his head as he
mumbled incoherently on the small knob in his mouth.
   Graham was dressed again but he hadn't remained limp for long.  He
looked round the hall at Giles being taken in the mouth and up the arse,
and at Julian who was so far only being violated in his anal orifice. 
There were impatient queues at both boys, and for Giles at both ends. 
Things were growing dangerously tense as randy scouts jostled each other
for position.  Graham felt his own excitement growing and in danger of
becoming out of control.  The power to command, to have these boys
subjected to his will like this was intoxicating, the sexual tension, the
opportunity to have his penis thrust in something warm and moist until he
came was even more intoxicating and he was at risk of coming in his own
pants as he surveyed this scene of sexual carnage.
   An idea struck him, and as soon as it formed in his head he grew more
excited still.  His heart raced and his mouth became dry as he looked round
at the boys queuing for attention.  Giles had arrived naked, but it had
been at his command he was playing the role of sexual slave.  Julian had
been stripped and treated similarly at his whim.  Why stop there?  He only
need point and give the command and another boy could be stripped and used
in this way.  He looked for someone suitable, someone sweet, someone he
would really enjoy begging for mercy, having their willy exposed, erected,
their arse lifted for the boys to use.
   It was as he looked round that his gaze fell on Elizabeth.  She was
knelt on the floor beside Julian, and as Julian was whimpering and crying,
being humped like an aged harbour prostitute, Elizabeth was reaching under
him and playing experimentally with his semi-hard willy.  Why should it be
a boy, thought Graham, why not a girl?  As soon as the thought occurred to
him he knew it had to be.  His erection jumped alarmingly in his pants and
he felt it oozing in anticipation.  The thought of having Elizabeth
stretched out and stripped, her nubile body displayed in all its feminine
glory drove him wild with desire.  He had to do it!  He had to!
   "These girls..." he croaked.  He cleared his throat, moved closer to
Julian and started again.  "These girls are getting a free show, all these
naked boys and dicks around" he almost shouted.  The boys who weren't
immediately involved in their own intense erotic experiences turned to look
at Graham.
   ""It's about time they showed us something" he said.
   The boys grinned and cheered loudly, but the girls shook their heads
violently "No way" said Zoe looking terrified; she started backing away.
   "Would you and Sophie object if Elizabeth made the sacrifice for you?"
asked Graham, becoming breathless again.  Elizabeth dropped Julian's willy
like a hot brick, shuffled back away from him and rose to her feet, her
face frozen in fear.
   "No, that's okay" said Zoe weakly.
   "Yeh" said Sophie "She's the prettiest" also scared by the testosterone
rampant in the room.
   Elizabeth made a run for the door "Aaaaarrr!" she yelled as she went. 
The pack burst after her, but it was Graham who caught her.  A few quick
strides to the side and he grabbed her round the waist.  She flailed at him
with balled fists "Get off Graham.  Don't you dare!" she yelled.
   Graham was too far gone to consider the consequences of his actions and
he started pulling her shirt up out of her skirt.  "Nooo!" she yelled "My
dad'll kill you.  The Reverend...  Graham!" By this time the pack had
mobbed her and she couldn't protect herself.  Graham pulled her shirt up
over her head, ripping buttons off as he did so.  Her plain white bra was
pulled up by the same hands and her well developed breasts squashed and
then expanded again as they flopped down and out.  Elizabeth screamed and
tried to fight the boys off.  She threw threats and obscenities at them,
but no one was listening.  The boys' brains were just not big enough to
cope with the amount of stimulation they were receiving.  Penises were
bugling inside underwear, screaming of their desperate needs for release.
Their eyes were bulging equally far as orgasmically beautiful naked breasts
heaved and swayed in full view.  To prevent overload, the brain switched
off ears, and so the boys were deaf to Elizabeth's desperate and anguished
ravings.
   The excitement grew even greater when the boys saw rat faced Freddy drag
Elizabeth's virginal white knickers down her legs.  They all knew that she
was now naked underneath her skirt, and in a few short seconds they would
see everything.  Fresh faced Peter couldn't cope and he came forcefully
filling his mum bought white y-fronts with his own come.  He sank to his
knees with a long moan as he pulsed ecstatically.  The other boys weren't
far off, and when Elizabeth's skirt was pulled from her and her arms held
back out of the way, two other boys creamed themselves in the same way. 
Graham stared at her body: naked now, and being pulled horizontal by many
eager hands.  Her breasts were real, white pearly orbs that demanded to be
touched, this wasn't some glossy magazine pair, these were in reach.  Down
her chest and heaving tummy his eyes went until they came to her groin.  A
patch of pubic hair, not too dark, not too full, and not enough to hide her
labia disappearing down between her legs.  Elizabeth's threats and
obscenities were replaced by desperate pleading and cryings.  She begged
the boys to leave her be, not to...
   Graham didn't care about not exposing himself any more.  He ripped his
trousers and pants down, and sighed with relief when his rampant cock
sprang up and out of its cage.  He almost came as it kissed the open air,
but he somehow managed to hold his ejaculation back as he advanced, arms
outstretched, on Elizabeth's naked and vulnerable body.
   Sparklingly clean, and freshly scrubbed, Paul re-entered the lounge
completely naked and slightly pink all over.  Victoria looked up at him
with a smile, and she was joined by the others all of whom took pleasure in
the sight of Paul in all his naked glory.  Paul didn't know exactly what
was going to happen, but he did know where it was likely to end up and as
much discipline as he had tried to exert he could not will away his
erection.  It bobbed in front of him and even though he wasn't usually shy
in front of the gang, somehow, being the only one naked and knowing he was
going to be their victim caused him to blush.
   Victoria and Emily rose to their feet slowly, never taking their eyes of
Paul's.
   "Well then" said Victoria in a deep and sexy voice "I think you should
come with us you naughty boy."
   Paul swallowed hard and his penis twitched in anticipation.  The others
watched with envy as Victoria and Emily each took an arm and led Paul from
the room.  They knew their turn would come, but until then they'd have to
wait and imagine what the two girls were doing to him.  Ben lay back, his
own erection pushing against his boxers and beside him, growing moist,
Alison moaned slightly.  Her hand came down on the front of Ben's trousers
almost instinctively and she stroked the eager lump through the heavy
cotton material of his black jeans.
   Amy frowned, feeling left out and wishing she had a boy to play with
while she waited, but as desperate as she felt and as much as she loved
him, she just didn't feel that way about Ben.  "This is so unfair" she
muttered, but Ben and Alison didn't hear as thy kissed each other lovingly.
   Victoria and Emily each had a hold of one of Paul's arms as they mounted
the stairs.  They put their free arms to good use, stroking and teasing his
whole body as they climbed slowly to the bedroom.  Even though Victoria was
intending they sleep in her parents' room, and even though the extra space
would be very useful in their enactment of Paul's fantasy, she chose to
take Paul to her room, since this was where Paul's fantasy was rooted; in
the warm cosy intimacy of her own bed.
   In Paul's absence the others had made good use of the time, planning and
preparing and once they had pushed Paul through the door they shoved him
gently towards the bed.
   "Okay, we don't have to do this" said Paul overly excited "Let's just
have sex."
   "After all the trouble we've been to?" said Victoria "Oh no, you're
going to suffer Paul Turner."
   "Big time" said Emily.
   The girls pushed Paul down on the bed and he didn't resist when they
hauled his arms over his head and snapped handcuffs around his wrists.  The
handcuffs were secured by a rope which stretched all they way under the bed
and up at the foot end.  Here it was secured to two cable-ties.  These the
girls pulled tight around Paul's ankles.  Paul tugged experimentally.  He
was bound fast, with nor room for manoeuvre whatsoever.  He shivered in
anticipation as Victoria and Emily looked down at his naked body.  His
penis stuck straight up in the air, and the girls took turns in stroking it
softly and slapping it ever so gently from side to side.
   "Looks to me like we've got a very excited boy here" said Victoria with
a wicked grin.
   "Not half as excited as he's going to be by the time we've finished with
him" said Emily.
   Emily climbed onto the bed and carefully passed over Paul's body,
brushing his erection slightly as she did so, until she knelt with her back
to the wall on the other side of the bed.  Victoria climbed onto the bed
too, and knelt on Paul's near side.  Victoria and Emily looked across
Paul's body and they smiled conspiratorially at each other.
   "You know what?" asked Victoria.
   "No, what?" asked Emily, knowing full well what Victoria was going to
say.
   "I've been thinking" said Victoria looking down at Paul's flushed and
excited face "What if we just tease him all night long and don't let him
come at all."
   "Ooooh that would be mean" said Emily "I like it."
   "Hold on" said Paul with some urgency "That's not my fantasy, this is
supposed to be my fantasy remember."
   "I know, but there's no reason we can't change our minds" said Victoria.
   "And it'd be so funny" said Emily.
   "No, wait, don't forget you want it too Victoria.  Remember how
desperate you are.  You need me, I can give you what you want most" said
Paul.
   "I can get that from Ben" said Victoria "I keep promising him we'll make
love properly."
   "It won't be the same" wailed Paul "I mean, he's not really skilled yet,
and you know I am.  You know it's me you want really."
   "Hush" said Victoria stroking a quick hand around his vertical erection.
   Paul moaned loudly.  "Ignore him" said Emily "We don't need boys
anyway."
   "You're right" said Victoria "So long as we've got each other who needs
them?"
   Victoria leaned over Paul's body and her lips met Emily's.  The two
girls kissed.  At first the kiss was light, lips just brushing each other,
but as the seconds passed the kissing became more urgent, more passionate.
Heads turned from side to side and then arms came up and over each others
shoulders.  Before long Victoria and Emily were kissing passionately and
moaning their pleasure to the world.  Paul, forcibly prone, lifted his head
to watch.  His rigid penis throbbed and twitched in desire and he wondered
what it was he ever saw in this fantasy.  His own lips pursed in desire and
he kissed the air wanting it to be Victoria or Emily he was kissing.
   Victoria's hands came up under Emily's top and she lifted it slowly.  In
response Emily lifted her arms up and Victoria drew the top off over
Emily's head.  Victoria brought Emily's top down, and as she cast it aside
behind her, she accidentally brushed it across Paul's desperate hard-on. 
The girls had not interrupted their kissing during this operation and nor
did they when Victoria raised her arms in the air and Emily pulled her top
off similarly.  Again, Paul's penis was brushed with Victoria's top as
Emily tossed it off the bed.
   Paul watched, twitched, and moaned as the girls went through these slow
and erotic motions, wishing he could be free to stroke them, kiss them, and
start masturbating to bring himself some relief.
   The girls didn't remove their bras, instead they worked on each others
skirts and trousers, and with more difficulty this time, forcing them to
break their kiss temporarily, they drew those off too.  Each garment was
slowly raked across Paul's body before being discarded and his hungry penis
took the brunt of it.
   Stripped to their underwear, Victoria and Emily began kissing
passionately again, their hands roaming all over each others bodies;
stroking and massaging.  Breasts were caressed, backs and bottoms,
shoulders, faces, heads and arms.  There was nothing feigned or forced
about this.  The girls were expressing their natural love and lust for each
other and their kisses and caresses were sincere, genuine, honest.  Paul
moaned with frustration as he watched wanting nothing more than to break
free and join in, adding his own love to the mix.
   Victoria's hand came down between Emily's legs and she stroked gently
across Emily's labia.  Emily broke the kiss momentarily to moan
ecstatically before she brought her own hand down to return the favour. 
Victoria drew quick sharp breath in before moaning.  The girls stroked each
other and kissed for a little while before they slowly removed each others
bras; bras which were dragged up and down Paul's naked prone body before
being cast aside.  Bare chested, the girls' hands went to work on each
others breasts and Paul's desperation grew to new heights.  Victoria knew
that Paul had been right earlier.  She really was desperate, and not having
had sex for a while now she desired nothing more than to take Paul deep
inside her and experience one of those fabulous orgasms that only he could
give her.  She was determined not to give in though.  She was determined to
make Paul wait as long as possible and she tried to push her own desire to
the back of her mind.
   Victoria's hands abandoned Emily's beautiful breasts for a moment and
they lowered themselves to Emily's knickers.  Emily shuffled slightly to
make things easier as Victoria drew Emily's knickers down.  Quickly,
breaking the kiss again, Emily pulled her knickers the rest of the way down
her legs but left them on the bed beside her.  The girls kissed again and
this time it was Emily's turn to pull Victoria's knickers down.  Once
Victoria had completed the job and pulled them off, Emily picked her
knickers up again.  The two girls gave each other another kiss before each
draping their knickers over Paul's taut and sweating body.  They stroked
their knickers up and down his naked flesh, twirling them round his still
twitching hard-on and even draping them up and down his face.  Paul moaned
in desperation, the erotic tickling ecstasy of it was driving him wild and
he didn't know how he could control himself any longer.
   "Okay that's enough" he whimpered "Let's just have sex okay?"
   "Oh no my love" said Victoria bringing her face very close to his "No,
no, no, much more teasing.  Much much much more" as she said this she
kissed him very lightly on the lips, but when Paul tried to lift his head
to kiss her properly she withdrew her head away from him "Naughty naughty"
she said and she kissed the top of his chest very lightly, and then a
little further down, and then a little further down again until she was
kissing her way equally gently down his tummy towards his raging erection.
Just as she lifted her lips to it, and Paul was at the peak of
anticipation, she simply blew softly on the end of it and then lifted her
head up and away again.  Paul's whimper was heart rending, but the girls
remained stoic.
   For just a few short seconds Victoria and Emily stroked Paul's nerve
racked body, but were careful not to stroke to close to his penis.  And
then as quickly as they had begun they stopped.  They knelt upright again
and kissed each with renewed passion.  Their hands busied themselves with
gentle and loving caresses on each other bodies until eventually they found
each others secret places and they pleasured each other gently.
   Victoria and Emily had known each other forever and their closeness was
next to unique.  They trusted each other totally and relied on one another
all the time.  They had few secrets and their love for each other was deep
and beyond petty concerns like jealousy or exclusiveness.  As their fingers
worked each others clitorises and stroked up and down between each others
labia, their love making was entirely genuine and heart felt.  Not that
that made Paul's life any easier as he lay straining to free himself in
order to join the party.
   Victoria tried to hold back, but when Emily slid a finger inside her she
couldn't control her self any longer and she let go.  The orgasm washed
through her like a tidal wave, and she arched her back, lifted her head and
let out an ecstatic moan.  Her hands swept around to Emily's beautiful
bottom and she held on tight for fear of falling off the bed.  Victoria saw
stars and felt a deep and abiding love crush her as Emily's soul seemed to
merge with her own.  Her knees felt weak and her legs trembled as she
recovered herself, and once she'd gathered sufficient strength and control
she lowered her head again and kissed Emily with a fervent passion.  Emily
kissed Victoria in return with equal love and devotion and she gasped
slightly as she felt Victoria's hands sweep back round from her bottom to
her groin where they went to work in unison to bring her to that glorious
state that Victoria had just enjoyed.  Emily cried out and braced herself
against the cool wall as she suffered her own transport to bliss.  Paul
strained harder against his bonds ever more desperate to escape and get his
hands on these two gorgeous girls whom he loved more than his own life. 
The impossibility of his task deterred him not one iota.
   Giles hands reached Elizabeth's body first and they clamped down hard on
her naked breasts.  Elizabeth shrieked and she ranted incomprehensively
trying to fight the boys off, but there were too many and she was too weak.
Graham brought his rampant penis up and pushed it harshly between
Elizabeth's legs, but she clamped them as tightly shut as she could.
   Helen had been watching these developments in some confusion.  This
wasn't at all what she had expected, and it took her a little while to
figure out how she felt about it.  When Graham had ordered one of the girls
stripped she hadn't really minded.  Graham did have a point about the girls
having a free show, although that was hardly the girls' fault, and besides,
she was curious herself about how she'd feel about that.  Watching
Elizabeth struggle and plead as she was stripped was enjoyable, she
couldn't deny that, but it was pale and empty enjoyment compared to the
pleasure she got from seeing a boy treated the same way.  But now things
had gone too far.  She had no objection to revolting boys having penises
stuck in their orifices, and it seemed almost a pity for this not to be
imposed upon them, but to do this to a girl seemed to her to be monstrous
and evil.
   Helen released Giles' penis and she jumped up quickly.  Once on her feet
again she strode swiftly and purposefully over to Graham picking up the
thick and heavy ruler on her way.  She hefted the ruler high in the air and
brought it down with a mighty crash right on Graham's erect penis as he was
about to deflower Elizabeth, and as if she was talking to a dog she shouted
"Bad boy!  Bad Boy!"
   Graham filled the room with his terrible scream.  His hands flew
protectively to his injured member and he fell to the floor shrieking and
crying.  His feet scrabbled against the floor sideways, pushing him round
in a drunken circle as he fought to control the terrible pain.
   Helen hefted the ruler again and aimed it at the nearest boy holding
Elizabeth "Bad boy!" she repeated again as she swung.  The boy, eyes
widening in fear, let go of Elizabeth and darted backwards just evading
Helen's savage blow.  Undeterred, Helen raised the ruler again, aiming this
time at another boy who was still holding Elizabeth.  The pack, who only
moments ago were eager and lustful, scattered, dropping Elizabeth to the
floor.  The poor naked girl sobbed, curling herself up into a ball to
protect herself.  Casting one final evil and threatening gaze around at the
boys, Helen crouched down beside Elizabeth and slapped her across the face.
"Don't be so wet, it's not that bad" she said "Why don't you get dressed
before they change their minds?"
   Elizabeth opened her tear filled eyes and blinked.  Realising that, at
least for the moment, she was free of the boys' lechery.  She made a sudden
grab for her knickers.  Helen rose to her feet again and stood guard with
the ruler tapping against her palm.  The boys remained at a safe distance,
they convinced themselves that it wasn't Helen and her ruler they were
afraid of, but the fact she was the Reverend's daughter and therefore
untouchable.  This made them feel easier with their cowardice.  Elizabeth
dressed hurriedly but she was still crying as she did so.  The humiliation
of being stripped and manhandled by the boys like this, and the fear of
having nearly been raped, was almost too much to bear.  Once she had got
her clothes back on, as torn as they were, she ran wailing from the village
hall.  Helen watched her go wondering why she was being such a baby.  With
nothing left to do she looked down at Graham again who was still shaking in
pain on the floor.  She scowled at him and raised her ruler again "Bad bad
bad bad boy!" she yelled as she brought the ruler crashing across his naked
bottom.  He yelped anew, but this didn't dissuade her from hitting him
again and again.
   The other boys backed off rapidly and retreated to the other end of the
hall where, although they didn't feel entirely safe, they did at least feel
safer.  Those boys who weren't otherwise engaged, and were queuing to take
advantage of either Giles or Julian also backed away in fear of this girl
who seemed quite insane.
   Within a few minutes the boys cowering at the back of the hall were
joined by the remaining boys, bar three, as they shot their loads, got
dressed and sensed what was happening around them.  Only Giles, Julian, and
graham remained in the body of the hall and all three of them were now
lying on the floor moaning in misery and pain.  The two other girls were
watching fearfully, unsure whether Helen was a powerful new found ally, or
whether she was as much a risk to them as to the boys.
   Victoria and Emily just held each other for a little while in a warm and
tender hug until they parted slightly, just enough to kiss again.  Paul
moaned again and they both looked down at him in pity.  Emily whispered
something to Victoria and she grinned and nodded slightly.  The two girls
parted and descended on either side of Paul.  They both brought their faces
close to his and kissed him, one cheek each.
   "Are you all right sweety?" asked Victoria.
   "Do you need a bit of attention?" asked Emily.
   "No, and yes.  Give me attention please, but no, I'm not alright, I'm
bloody desperate" said Paul.
   "Poor boy, what do you think we should do?" asked Victoria.
   "Give him some attention I guess" said Emily.
   "Yes, please!" begged Paul.
   The girls took one side each and they started to kiss and stroke him all
over.  They didn't ignore each other while they did this, but most of their
attention was devoted to Paul as they tickled and stroked his naked body as
teasingly as possible.  Since his desperately needy penis was in the
middle, and in neither girls' zone of operation, it went completely
ignored. Paul whimpered and wailed pathetically.  From time to time the
girls kissed each other, and their hands roamed and enjoyed each others
bodies, and Paul was forced to endure the sight and sound of this as well.
   When they felt Paul was at the peak of his misery they met at his hips
and, with a smile to each other, their fingers went to work.  Victoria
worked a finger across Paul's pubic hair, tickling and stroking and tugging
lightly.  Emily concentrated on his hairless scrotum tickling and teasing
and stroking with equal skill.  Between the two, his leaning tower twitched
alarmingly and oozed like a live volcano.  Victoria shifted and stroked
fingers down both sides of Paul's groin alongside his penis and at the same
time Emily stroked a finger up the underside of his shaft.
   "I thought we told you to be clean" said Victoria staring at the pre-cum
leaking from the end of his erection.
   "I was" said Paul "I can't help getting dirty again."
   "Not nice playing with a dirty willy" said Emily disapprovingly.
   "I'll sort it" said Victoria and she lowered her head over the top of
it. Paul took a deep breath and moaned loudly as Victoria took him in her
mouth.  She was conscious of the need to very careful so as not to allow
Paul to come, but she very quickly licked her tongue around his glans and
then drew her head back, keeping her lips wrapped tightly around him.  When
she sat up again his penis was clean and almost gushing with the most
amazing orgasm, but it didn't quite happen.  Paul clenched his muscles
tight in anticipation and when he felt the orgasm fade and fail to
materialise he almost cried.  His body slumped down and he whimpered again.
Relieved that she hadn't caused an orgasm, Victoria smiled and winked at
Emily.  Emily smiled back.
   "What's the matter sweety?" asked Victoria "What is it you want?"
   "Let me go, let's have sex" he said with urgency.
   "You don't want sex do you?" asked Emily sceptically.
   "I do, I really do" said Paul.
   "Typical boy" said Victoria "He says that, but he doesn't really mean
it." Carefully she stroked a hand up and down his erection.
   Paul 'oooohed' very loudly "Oh God!  Just give me an orgasm please!" he
begged.
   "You want an orgasm?" said Emily "I though you wanted sex."
   "He said he wanted sex" said Victoria.
   Sex, orgasm, it's all the same, just let me come" yelled Paul.
   "I don't think this boy really knows what he wants" said Victoria.
   "No, he's just confused.  Maybe we should just leave him for a while
until he's made his mind up" said Emily.
   "No, no, don't leave me.  Orgasm, that's what I want, no confusion, just
orgasm" clarified Paul.
   "Sounds like he means it" said Victoria.
   "Sounded like he meant it when he said he wanted sex" said Emily.
   "You're right, we just can't tell" said Victoria "He might be making the
whole thing up just to make fun of us."
   "I'm not you know I'm not!  You know I just want an orgasm, stop mucking
about and get on with it!" said Paul.
   "I'm not sure I like his tone" said Victoria.
   "No, not at all.  You'd think he'd be more polite if he wants us to do
him a favour" said Emily.
   "No, please!  Please, I'm being polite.  I love you both so much, I'll
do anything for you, anything, just give me an orgasm" Paul begged.
   "Anything?" asked Victoria stroking a lazy hand down his tummy towards
his erection.
   "Anything at all?" asked Emily, paralleling Victoria's hand with her
own.
   "Yes, anything!" insisted Paul.
   "Just to get this thing off?" asked Victoria stroking a hand around and
up Paul's rigid penis.
   Paul drew a sharp breath and moaned.
   "This thing?" asked Emily joining Victoria's caressing of Paul's willy.
   "Oh God!" moaned Paul "Come on Victoria, please, enough now.  Emily, you
too, just do it, please."
   "Well if you're serious Paul and not just playing with us, I think it's
only fair that you give us an orgasm before you go getting one yourself"
said Victoria.
   "Okay, no problem, just let me go" said Paul eagerly.
   "Oh no" said Emily "We're not letting you go in this condition, that
could be really dangerous."
   "Well, I can't...  how can I..." began Paul.
   "Easy" said Victoria as she shifted herself over and lowered her wet
pussy onto Paul's face.  Paul started licking and sucking, anxious to get
Victoria off as quickly as possible, while at the same wanting to make sure
she was fully satisfied.  Victoria arched her back and moaned as Paul went
skilfully to work.  Emily leaned in a little and with one hand stroked
Victoria's breasts, and with her other, Paul's tummy and very occasionally
his erection.
   Helen was surprised at the boys' reactions and she wondered just how
scared of her they were, and just how much power this would give over them.
For the moment she ignored Graham who was still writhing on the floor in
pain and she stormed over to Giles.  He lay over the chair still, crying
quietly.  As uncomfortable as his position was he didn't want to move,
didn't want to attract any attention to himself at all for fear of further
terrible retribution.
   Helen smacked the ruler across his bottom.  She knew he was already in
agony, and that he had many beatings to come, but she didn't spare him a
joule for that.  Giles leapt in the air screaming as the fire erupted in a
thick line across his bruised flesh.  His hands flew to the source of the
fire and tried to rub some of the agony away.
   "Get up!" said Helen without raising her voice.
   Giles stood, tears streaming down his face, and jumped up and down
comically as his now half erect penis flopped from side to side.
   "Get over to Julian, move!" said Helen.  She had barely begun raising
the ruler to encourage him before he was halfway across the room and
standing beside the equally distraught Julian.  Helen strolled over, the
ruler held in front of her like a symbol of authority.
   Julian was on his side now, hugging himself and crying out his misery in
short sobs.  As sore as his violated bottom was it was nothing compared to
the shame of his being raped by the boys in his troop; boys over whom he
was supposed to have command and authority.  He felt wretched and
miserable, and knew he would never attend scouts again as long as he lived.
   Helen slapped the ruler across the side of Julian's left buttock.  Not
hard, but hard enough to get his attention.  Julian wailed and sobbed some
more, but he lifted his head to see the source of this new assault.
   "Fuck him!" said Helen, finding the use of this forbidden word rather
easier than she'd imagined.
   Julian looked at her aghast.  Helen raised the ruler high above her
head, but Julian was still too shocked by what she had said to comprehend
its meaning.  It flashed down making fearful contact with Julian's thigh.
Julian shrieked and skidded away across the floor, his eyes filling with
tears and fear.
   "Fuck him or I'll have every boy in the troop fuck you and then I'll
beat you to death with this" said Helen raising the ruler once more.
   Not a single person in the room doubted that Helen would do as she
threatened and Julian pushed himself slowly to his feet, keeping his hands
cupped in front of his shameful privates.
   "Move!" said Helen raising her voice for the first time.  Julian
literally sprinted to Giles' rear.
   "Bend over Giles" said Helen.
   "No, please Helen, don't" he whined at her with pleading eyes.  Helen
swung the ruler and Giles was too slow in evading.  It caught his across
the front of the thighs and the crack made everyone jump.  Giles screamed,
jumped, and began crying anew.
   "Bend over!" shouted Helen, sounding furious this time "How dare you
defy me!"
   Giles didn't hesitate this time.  Quaking from head to toe, he bent
over. There was something terrifying about Helen at the moment, the quiet
but vengeful girl he had known for the past couple of days had been
replaced by something demonic, and her voice...  for a moment she had
sounded just like Grace.
   "Fuck him" said Helen again, this time staring at Julian.  The rest of
the hall waited with baited breath to see what was going to happen next and
they were awed when Julian slowly pulled his left hand away from groin to
place it on Giles hip, and his other, holding a now erect penis, guided
himself to his target.  Giles groaned miserably as Julian penetrated him,
and Jules bared his teeth as he thrust in and out with ever mounting
excitement.
   Helen turned away from the rutting pair and looked at the rest of the
troop.  She saw how they cowered away from her and she wondered if she
really did have power over them, and if so how much.  She saw Nicholas
watching Julian and Giles with his hand in his pocket.  His hand was moving
stealthily back and forth and Helen guessed what he was up to.  Nicholas
was fourteen years old and she had seen about the village many times.  He
was a cocky boy who thought highly of himself and he had once made a
disparaging remark about her when Giles had been bullying her one day in
the Rec.  She narrowed her eyes and decided he'd make a good test case.
   "Are you playing with yourself Nicholas?" she shouted pointing the ruler
at him.
   Nicholas' hand shot out of his pocket.  "No!" he said defensively,
backing off slightly.
   "Come here!" shouted Helen.
   "No, I wasn't" said Nicholas, his voice breaking in desperation.  The
other boys turned to stare at him and those closest took a few paces away
from him leaving him isolated and alone.
   Helen took a pace towards him and even though they were still twenty
feet apart Nicholas jumped and back away again.
   "I said come here.  Don't make me come and get you" said Helen
menacingly.
   With a gulp, Nicholas started forward, his reluctance written all over
his slim five feet four frame.  Helen stood waiting, her eyes never leaving
him for a second as he approached.  He stopped four feet away from her,
just outside ruler range.
   "Here!" said Helen tapping a spot on the floor just a foot in front of
her.
   Nicholas gulped again and in small unsteady steps halved the distance
between them.  Helen stared at him her face a mask of disapproval.
   "I said here!" she yelled, banging the spot on the floor again loudly.
   Nicholas jumped and then took another pace until he was almost stood
where he had been instructed.  Helen looked him right in the eye.  "Were
you playing with yourself?" she asked.
   "No, I wasn't, I swear" he said.
   "You're a liar, I saw you" she said.
   Nicholas went pale and he started shaking visibly.  Despite the fact he
towered over this girl and he could easily control her physically, he
remained terrified of her, and he couldn't understand why.
   "Take your trousers and pants down!" she said.
   "What!?" he exclaimed.  Helen whipped the ruler round and caught him
across the side of the thigh.  He yelped and jumped in pain.
   "Take your trousers and pants down or I'll have you stripped, held down,
and beaten until you beg for mercy" said Helen with menace in her voice
"You heard what daddy said about boys who masturbate." There was no
giggling from the girls now and they waited and watched to see what
Nicholas would do.  There was no doubting that they would be delighted to
add Nicholas' penis to the ones they had already seen today.
   Nicholas felt his bowels weaken and he closed his eyes.  With shaking
hands he started to undo his trousers.  Helen waited patiently, but fully
prepared to pummel this boy if he didn't do as he was told.  Slowly
Nicholas took his trousers down to the middle of his thighs exposing bright
blue boxers.
   "When I say down, I mean right down!" said Helen "Or do you want them
off completely?"
   Nicholas bent swiftly pushing his trousers down to his calves.
   "Undies too" said Helen.
   Nicholas gulped, unable to believe he was taking orders from a ten year
old girl, and was about to expose himself to her.  His shaking hands took
hold of his waistband and not wanting to drag out the inevitable he pushed
them down to his calves as well.  He stood up slowly keeping his hands in
front of him in the hope that his obedience would have mollified Helen
enough to let him off any further embarrassment.
   "Put you hands on your head" said Helen with no trace of humour or
humanity in her expression.
   Nicholas hesitated.  It was enough for Helen to move the ruler, but the
slightest twitch from this fearsome implement caused Nicholas' hands to
jump to his head in an instant.
   Helen stared down at Nicholas' limp willy; exactly the same place the
other two girls were staring, and she shook her head.  Nicholas was halfway
between man and boy.  Hair had begun to sprout and spread, but it hadn't
yet reached his scrotum, and wasn't yet thick enough to be really
considered a bush.  His willy had lengthened a little, but hadn't really
filled out and added any girth.  It rested on a rather small scrotum which
had only just been released from his body like a child away at college but
who hadn't quite moved away from home yet.
   Helen shifted the ruler to her left hand, took half a pace forward, and
took Nicholas' willy in her hand.  She pulled back the foreskin, shook her
head and tutted.  Nicholas stared over the top of Helen's head, his face
burning red with shame.
   "You have been masturbating you disgusting boy, and you lied.  I ought
to thrash you" she said angrily.
   "No" he wailed desperately.
   "You'll have to be purged" said Helen.  Nicholas continued to stare
blankly over Helen's head having no idea what she meant.
   "Zoe, Sophie, come here" said Helen.
   The two girls shifted slightly in their seats not knowing whether they
were being summoned for something good or something bad.  Zoe, fearful that
whatever is was, refusing to obey would definitely make it worse, got up
and headed over slowly.  Sophie, seeing her friend acquiesce gave in and
went over too.  Whatever happens, thought Zoe, at least I'll get a closer
look at Nicholas' willy.
   "I can't be purging every disgusting boy every time he needs it" said
Helen looking at the two girls "So I need you to watch and learn so you can
do it too."
   The two girls looked confused, still not knowing what it was that Helen
wanted of them.  Nicholas was even more humiliated now with other two girls
so close to his naked genitals and his knees began to knock and his face
grew redder still.
   "He needs to be hard first" said Helen "And usually when a boy's being
disgusting he's already hard, but I caught this one too late."
   Nicholas brow creased and he frowned; what did she mean he needed to be
hard?
   Helen took hold of his penis again and started rubbing it "You get it
hard like this" she said.
   "Oh no don't do that!" said Nicholas pulling away from her.  His limp
penis slipped from her hand, but she made a grab for it and caught it
again, gripping it tightly.  She pulled Nicholas back towards her.
   "Ow that hurts, please stop it, don't do that!" he yelped.
   "Stand still or you'll get a beating" she said.
   She continued rubbing until she felt Nicholas swell in her hand "See how
it gets bigger and harder" said Helen to the girls.  They nodded, their
mouths open in surprise and delight.
   "Boys are very simple, like dogs, and they're easily led into sin" said
Helen working Nicholas up until he was rigid and upright.  His face burned
with shame and tears started rolling down his cheeks.  The other boys,
still a distance away, shuffled from foot to foot anxiously.  Not a one of
them had their hands in their pockets.
   Helen took her hand away and Nicholas' penis stuck straight up in the
air.  The girls gasped and covered their mouths as they started giggling
again.
   "It has to be like this when you start" said Helen "Now you just work it
up and down until they squirt the sin out.  You have to keep doing it until
there's no more sin left." Helen started pumping Nicholas' penis up and
down using all the skill she had learned practising on Giles.  Nicholas'
knees continued to knock and his face continued to burn, but after a little
while he started to feel something building within him and he started to
rock back and forth on the balls of his feet.  He knew full well what was
happening.  He was no stranger to masturbation, but he'd never had anyone
else do it for him, and certainly not a ten year old girl with an entire
scout troop watching.  He wailed and moaned in distress and he closed his
eyes tight as he felt the force of his ejaculation explode through him and
out the end of his penis.  He grunted loudly as the come erupted
spasmodically, sending pulses flying across the floor.
   Helen let go and watched surprised at the quantity.  "He must be very
sinful" said Helen "He's going to need a lot of purging.  Zoe, you go next,
then take it in turns until there's no more sin coming out."
   "Okay" said Zoe with scepticism and excitement in equal measure.
   Julian yelped and the girls all looked over at him.  His orgasm rocked
him and he curled his toes and gripped Giles tightly around the waist. 
Helen watched impassively.  "Sophie, I need you to purge Giles for me, if
he gives you any trouble let me know and he'll suffer."
   "Um, okay" said Sophie with a slight grin.
   "Giles, while Sophie purges you I want you to suck Julian off" said
Helen.
   "What!?" asked Giles, his voice full of misery.
   "You heard me, suck him off you bastard!" shouted Helen "Julian, get it
up again."
   "No please..." whined Julian.
   Helen raised the ruler in his direction and he jumped back "Alright,
alright" he said and began playing with his spent penis knowing it was
going to take a minute or two to recover.
   Helen stood by while Julian erected himself again.  She glared at Giles
until he knelt in front of Julian and took his hard-on into his mouth and
began sucking.  Sophie sat beside Giles on the floor and grabbed his
erection in both hands; she began pumping.  Helen looked back at Nicholas
in time to see Zoe do the same with his new found erection, only one
handed.
   Helen took a deep breath and felt very satisfied.  She surveyed the rest
of the troop who stood terrified at the other end of the hall.  They're
mine, she thought, I own this troop.  She strode towards them purposefully 
  
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