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 The Gang Part 75 By Kelly Slimspank KellySlimspank@Googlemail.com
   copyright 2008 by Kelly Slimspank, all rights reserved
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   Wendy had moved across to sit next to Paul.  She was gazing adoringly at
him and stroking his thigh as they discussed the arrangements for the
wedding.  Every now and then Paul bent down and kissed her, sending a surge
of lustful desire through her young body.  Tracy cast jealous glances at
Wendy from time to time, wishing that this gorgeous boy would kiss her too.
Kevin glowered disapprovingly at all three of them.  Amy was sat right next
to Kevin, and every now and then she caused him to scowl even more darkly
as she stroked or poked some part of his naked body.  Her attention was
most often focussed on his willy which jutted reluctantly up from his lap.
   The watch had been changed again, so Dave was sat with Emily and they
held hands almost coyly, but they refrained from kissing or any other overt
gestures of affection.  Victoria was talking animatedly with Helen
listening, in thrall to this older girl's amazing and outrageous
imagination.  Alison and Ben were absent, hiding in some bush somewhere,
and hopefully keeping an eye out for trouble.
   "It's going to be a lot to get organised" said Emily.
   "Well, I don't think it'll be that difficult" said Victoria "And it will
be worth it."
   "Oh definitely" said Emily "It would just be easier if we had the den to
work with."
   "I know, but we have no idea how long the den's going to be out of
action.  It could be days" said Victoria.
   "Oh I hope not!" said Paul "Today's been fun, but without the den, even
if we're not there, it feels like something's missing."
   "It's like having no home to go to" said Emily.
   "It'll be worth it though" said Victoria "We don't really know exactly
what's being done there, but when we go back I think it'll be a big
improvement."
   "It will if we can have a shower" said Emily "That really will make a
difference!"
   "Can I come and play at the den?" asked Helen hopefully.  Victoria
smiled down at her "You'd have to join the gang first."
   "Okay" said Helen "I'd like to anyway."
   "You'd have to be initiated" said Paul "And the initiation is really
tough, and embarrassing."
   "I don't mind" said Helen "I'd do anything to get in the gang and be
able to play in the den."
   "We'll see what we can organise then" said Victoria "But that's going to
have to wait until the den's usable again, so it might be a while."
   "The girls are coming back" Ben shouted from a distance away.
   "Thanks Ben" Victoria shouted in reply, relieved that Ben and Alison
hadn't succumbed to the temptation to abandon their duties and start
fooling around with each other.
   "What are we going to do now?" asked Paul.
   "I think I want to move on" said Victoria "To be honest with you I'd
like to just go back to the den so we could spend some time together being
intimate."
   "Oh yes, can we?" said Wendy, her voice husky with desire.  She kissed
Paul passionately and stroked a hand across the rigid lump in his trousers.
   "Sadly no" said Victoria.
   "We could just find a quiet spot in the forest" sad Paul, gently
caressing Wendy's breasts.
   "Will you two stop that!" said Victoria "It's too public here."
   Paul and Wendy separated slightly, looking sheepish "Sorry" said Paul.
   "Without the cameras, we're not really safe in the forest.  There isn't
really anywhere" said Victoria a little more mildly.
   "There's my house" said Dave.
   "Your house?" queried Victoria.
   "Yeh, mum'll be out until this evening, and there'll be no-one there" he
said.
   "What about your little brother?" asked Emily.
   "She'll have taken him with her, they'll be gone until six, at the
earliest, maybe even later" said Dave.
   Emily looked up at Victoria hopefully.
   "It's still a bit risky" said Victoria.
   "Not if we put someone on watch" said Paul "So long as we get sufficient
warning and half a minute should be enough if we're careful."
   Victoria considered it.
   "And we've got a swimming pool" said Dave with a grin.
   Victoria was about to reject the idea, but when she saw the longing in
Paul's and Emily's eyes she gave in, and against her better judgement said
"Alright then, but we do need to be careful."
   A gaggle of giggling girls arrived, with Alan and Giles following along
behind.
   "Everything alright?" asked Victoria "Any trouble?"
   "No trouble" said Susan "They were as good as gold."
   "You were a long time" said Victoria.
   "We had to strip and spank a naughty boy" said Paula.
   "That took time" said Jenny.
   "But it was worth it" said Susan with a grin.
   "You be careful" said Victoria "You can't just go around doing that sort
of thing, you might get into trouble.  If you do, don't you dare mention us
or anything we've said or done okay?"
   "We won't" said Susan, sounding offended by the suggestion.
   "Well don't because if any of you say a word about us to anyone we'll be
taking you off for some punishment, and I can promise you it will be a lot
worse than anything your parents might do to you" said Victoria wagging a
finger at each of them in turn.
   "We can be trusted" said Paula "We're not boys."
   Victoria smiled at them and nodded "Alright then, just be careful." She
turned to Helen "We're going then.  You take good care of Gillian and make
sure he stays pure and innocent for the wedding tomorrow."
   "Okay" said Helen "Come on Gillian, you get your lovely pretty pink
dress on again." The little girls clapped and squealed with delight as they
surrounded Giles and started to help him dress again.
   Victoria climbed elegantly to her feet, and the rest of the gang
followed suit.
   "You haven't been purged for ages have you?" said Helen staring at
Giles' now flaccid willy, and she jumped and yelped as Victoria brought her
hand sharply across her bottom in a hefty slap.
   "What did I say about using that word?" said Victoria crossly.
   "Sorry" said Helen "I forgot!"
   "Well don't..." said Victoria smacking Helen's bottom again "... 
forget" she smacked Helen's bottom a third time "Or I'll take you over my
knee and give you a proper bare bottom spanking." And she finished with one
last stinging smack.
   Helen rubbed her sore bottom, tears springing in her eyes "I won't
forget, I'm sorry" she said, and then her expression turned dark as she
detected the faintest of smiles on Giles' lips.  She slapped him across the
face "Don't you look at me like that!" she spat at him, and Giles suddenly
trembled in fear.
   "What about us?" asked Wendy, afraid she was going to be left behind.
   "You..." began Victoria thinking for a moment.  She'd rather just leave
them and retreat to the comfort of the gang, but the disappointed look that
was already forming in Paul's eyes was too much to bear "Come with us, but
you can leave your cohorts behind."
   "I can't" said Wendy an edge of pleading to her voice "I'm supposed to
be looking after them.  I can't just leave them on their own."
   Victoria rolled her eyes, the more they were, the riskier their
enterprise, at least in this case.  Victoria didn't often abdicate
responsibility, but on this occasion she looked at Dave hoping he'd baulk
at some many intruders to his house.
   "No that's okay" said Dave "The more the merrier."
   Victoria wanted to strangle him.  "Right!" said Victoria firmly, and she
lifted a finger and wagged it again, at Alan, Kevin, and Tracy "You three
had better behave and do as you're told.  Any trouble, any trouble at all
and I'm going to exercise the full extent of my ingenuity and my cruelty to
invent a new and more terrible punishment for you than I've ever thought of
before.  Do you understand?"
   Alan stared at her; more cruel than whacking his penis with the riding
crop?  He was going to behave himself.  He nodded vigorously, his mouth
half open.
   Kevin glowered resentfully but nodded anyway.  He had no idea what
Victoria was capable of, but he knew that Wendy was a bitch and he was sure
Victoria could take lessons from her.
   Tracy looked innocent and offended "I'm not a boy" she said.
   "Do you understand Tracy?" asked Victoria impatiently.
   Tracy nodded sulkily.
   "You will be punished girl" said Victoria with her eyebrows raised in
warning "I promise you!"
   "I said Okay" said Tracy sullenly, though not entirely accurately.
   "Kevin, Alan, you'd better get dressed, and while they do that can
everybody have a quick check around and make sure we've left no mess before
we go" said Victoria.
   The giggling gaggle of girls had still been dressing Gillian when
Victoria's party had moved off, and Ben and Alison had again taken the
vanguard.  They had worked their way slowly down the path, enduring the
harsh heat of the early afternoon.
   "I have to say I do like the idea of a swimming pool" said Victoria.
   "Yeh, it'll be great to cool off in some water.  I can't believe how hot
it is today" said Emily.
   "I'm probability not going to be able to swim though" said Victoria.
   "No?" said Emily.
   "Period" said Victoria resignedly.
   "I'm not looking forward to starting those you know" said Emily.
   "Inevitable though" said Victoria.
   "Mum keeps going on about it like it's some kind of curse" said Emily.
   "That's one way of looking at it" said Victoria glumly.
   As they approached the open area to the front of the Rec.  Alison held
her hand up again and caused everyone to stop and fall silent.  Alison took
a couple of steps forward towards what remained of the old fence that once
separated the Rec.  from the approaches to the forest beyond.  There wasn't
much fence left, most of it having been broken up by children using the
wood for illicit fires, or as props for some game or other, but this
section remained and it was from behind here that Alison heard a voice.
   "If you don't I'm gonna thump you" said a threatening male voice.
   Alison waved Victoria forward, and the rest of the gang followed closely
behind her as she approached.  Alison pointed unnecessarily.
   "Don't Wayne, please" said a pitiful voice.  It was girl, a young one.
   "Just get on with it" came the male voice again, followed quickly by
"Owww!" from the girls as she expressed pain.
   "Get you hands behind your head" said Wayne.
   Victoria gave a nod to the gang and she hurried out around the fence. 
She saw Wayne stood close to the fence.  In front of him, her back to the
fence, was a girl of about nine.  She wore a short gaudily multi-coloured
top, and pink bikini style bottoms.  These bottoms had been pulled down to
the top of her thighs and Wayne was staring at the poor girl's naked fanny.
As the girl heard the gang's approach she turned her head, but out of fear,
kept her hands planted in her long chestnut hair.
   "Hello Wayne" said Victoria.
   Wayne gave a startled little jump and looked over at Victoria with a
short flash of fear.  His features settled into a threatening sneer.
   "What do you want?" he asked aggressively.
   Victoria didn't recognise the girl, but was sure she was from the
council estate.
   "You get dressed darling" she said to her, and turned her attention to
Wayne.
   The girl pulled her pink bottoms up and sidled towards the other gang
members.  Alison put an arm round her "It's okay Louise" said Alison
"You're safe now." And she glared up at Wayne.
   The rest of the gang began to circle around Wayne, but he was fourteen
and rough, and they were hoping that things wouldn't turn physical.  Wendy
grabbed Alan and pushed him to the front.
   "Well, if it isn't the boy who was too scared to show us his knob" said
Victoria taking a step towards him.  Paul, right beside her, took a step
forward too "Not too scared to bully a little girl though."
   "Fuck off!" said Wayne casting a threatening gaze around him at the
circling gang.
   "Is that how you get your kicks?  Getting little girls to pull down
their panties for you?" asked Victoria.
   "Fuck off!" he said again and began to move away, trying to break
through the blockade.  Alan grabbed him and shoved him back.  Alison
grabbed Ben's arm and pulled him away, she didn't want him getting hurt
again.  Ben didn't resist.
   "Too intimidated by older girls are we?  Can't cope with girls your own
age?  Too inadequate to get yourself a proper girlfriend and have to bully
youngsters?" continued Victoria.
   "No" said Wayne defensively.
   "No?" asked Victoria "Okay then.  Well since you've made..."
   "Louise" said Alison helpfully.
   "...  Louise show you hers, why don't you show her yours?"
   Wayne stared at Victoria; frowned and then sneered.
   "Come on, get your knob out!" she said.
   "Fuck off!  You don't scare me!" he said.
   "Yet" said Victoria "I don't scare you yet!  Look, I'll make this simple
for you, you get your trousers and pants down now and show Louise your
knob, just like you made her show you her fanny, or you're going to be
stripped naked and punished."
   Wayne tried to assess if this beautiful girl was really serious.  He'd
known her for years at school, but she'd never shown anything like this
before.  She'd always been quiet, hard working, well behaved.  Until she
had challenged him earlier when he'd asked her for a blow-job he wouldn't
have thought she'd have said boo to a goose.
   "Yeh right!" he said and tried to push his way out of the circle again.
   "Come on then" said Victoria "Bring him!" She turned away from Wayne and
made her way back up the path towards the forest.  As Wayne tried to bully
his way out Alan seized him, with Paul and a very nervous Dave grabbing
Wayne's arms.
   Ben remained alert as a rearguard, and Alison, as well as looking after
Louise, guarded Ben.  "Don't go getting your bollocks hurt again" she
whispered to him concernedly.  "I'm not going to" said Ben.  Louise
giggled.
   Victoria marched the gang not up the path, but straight towards the
stream, where there was at least a little privacy.  She looked round in
dismay at the litter and rubbish dumped here.  As the closest spot shielded
from the open area and next to the stream it was a popular place for the
kids to hang out and it showed.
   Wayne was shoved reluctantly and obstinately forward and the gang once
again circled him, with Alan keeping a tight hold.
   ""Again Wayne, a simple choice, strip off now or be stripped.  If you
make us strip you you're clothes are going on a bonfire, in addition to
whatever other punishments we decide to administer" said Victoria, facing
him again.
   Wayne's brow creased, he looked round at the eager waiting faces.  He
couldn't fail to notice: nine year old Louise, ten year old Amy, eleven
year old Alison, twelve year old Tracy, thirteen year old Emily and Wendy,
not to mention the rather scary fourteen year old Victoria.  And then there
were the boys too.  He shook his head.  There was no way he was getting
undressed in front of this crowd.
   "Very funny!" he said beginning to feel worried "Alright that's it,
you've had your laugh, now let me go."
   "Wayne, you heard what I said, those are your only two options. 
Choose!" said Victoria.
   There was something about the way Victoria was looking at him; there was
something in her tone of voice; something in the way the rest of them
regarded her, and him; he was beginning to think she was serious.  His
heart began to pound a little harder and faster and he felt his mouth go
dry.  His hands shook and he tried to steady them on his hips.
   "Look, I'm sorry right!  She wasn't bothered; she's flashed her fanny
for other boys.  It didn't mean anything" he said.
   "I take it then that you're not going to strip" said Victoria.
   "This is stupid, I'm not some little kid you know, you can't push me
around" he said growing more desperate.
   "Okay, let's get this idiot stripped off" said Victoria, and Alan
suddenly wrapped a leg around Wayne's and tripped him to the floor. 
Victoria was surprised when Wendy and Tracy pounced first.  They were on
him in a flash, quick and eager hands pulling at his clothes.
   "Get off, get the fuck off!" shouted Wayne as he started to struggle
violently.
   Paul and Dave grabbed Wayne's legs, while Alan kept his arms wrapped
under Wayne's armpits and his hand locked behind Wayne's head.  Amy jumped
in, and then Kevin.  Alison held Ben back, not wanting to risk him to
further injury.  Louise held herself back for a little while, until she too
joined the scrum nervously but excitedly.
   Emily remained beside Victoria watching, equally surprised at the
eagerness of the youngsters.
   Wayne felt his shoes and socks come off, his shirt pulled up, his
trousers undone and he fought like a savage but he was helpless.  He
shouted threats, and then as he grew closer to nakedness, pleas.
   Paul's knife came out to cut his shirt from him since it would be too
dangerous for Alan to release him, and Wayne was left in just in a pair of
dirty white y-fronts.
   "I think that honour should go to Louise" said Victoria.
   "No!  Don't!  Alright I get it, I'm sorry okay?  I shouldn't have, just
don't.  It's enough already" pleaded Wayne as the moment of his complete
nakedness in front of all these girls approached.
   "Wayne you are going to have to learn to trust me" said Victoria "When I
make a threat I'm serious." She smiled down at Louise "Go on darling, it's
you he embarrassed, you pull his y-fronts down."
   "Do you ever change these?" asked Wendy "They're disgusting!"
   "Doesn't look like they've been washed for weeks" said Tracy peering at
the yellow stained undies with disgust.
   "Fuck off I put a clean pair on every week" he protested.
   "Eeeewwwwwww!" the girls all shrieked in unison.  It was just as well
Victoria had selected Louise for this task, because none of the other girls
wanted to go near these hideous y-fronts.  They all leaned back slightly as
if even mere proximity to these soiled undies might infect them with some
toxic cloud of stale dried boy's body fluids.
   Louise, more used to this kind of grubby boy, reached for the
elasticated waistband and wrapped her little fingers around it.
   "I've got a couple of quid, I'll give you a couple a quid!" Wayne
yelled, looking pleadingly at her.
   "Okay" she said and pulled on the elastic.
   "No, I mean if you don't you stupid tart!" yelled Wayne.
   At first the elastic just stretched downwards.
   "A fiver!  I've got a fiver at home!" he shrieked growing desperate.
   The waistband reached the limit of its elasticity and the material began
to edge down his hips.
   "Fuck!  No!  You can have my bike, it's only a few years old but it's a
good 'un, it's in good nick!" he tried, his voice reaching ever higher
pitches.  Louise let go of the elastic and although his y-fronts didn't
restore themselves quite back to where they started they did return to as
respectable a position as could be expected for such dismal drawers.
   Wayne sucked in a breath of great relief and relaxed his tense muscles,
not realising that even if he did buy Louise off, Victoria would just
assign the task to somebody else.  But Louise hadn't been bought off, her
hands came down and around his hips and she grabbed his pants at the back.
As Wayne felt this sudden and unexpected touch he hardly had time to tense
again as she pulled his undies clear of his buttocks at the back.
   "That'll make it easier" she said quietly, and with an enigmatic little
smile she returned her hands to the waistband at the front again.
   "You wait Louise, these fuckers aren't going to be able to protect you
forever" he shouted at her.
   She pulled again.  The elastic stretched, reached its limit, and the
dirty white material began to descend.  A healthy patch of dark pubic hair
came into view; it wasn't dense yet, and it wasn't ubiquitous, but it was
well on its way.  The girls giggled slightly in anticipation, and Wayne
began struggling again, knowing that any physical attempt to extricate
himself was going to be futile, but hoping that by showing sufficient
aggression and violence he might scare them off and make them release him.
   If anyone was impressed by this display of adrenalin and testosterone
fuelled activity, they didn't show it.  He was held just as tightly and
Louise pulled just a determinedly.  The top of his penis came into view and
it was promising.  No pencil thin, short juvenile thing this, it was mature
and developed.  Much more so than Paul's or Alan's or even Giles'.  He may
have been only fourteen but his penis could have belonged to a sixteen year
old.
   "Oooh, that looks good!" said Emily without thinking.  Paul, Dave, and
Ben started to feel a little inadequate.
   "You want to suck on that?" asked Paul "After you've seen the state of
his pants?"
   Emily pulled an expression of disgust "No, you're right, not so good"
she said.
   "Right you cunt you're fucking dead" shouted Wayne as his pants cleared
the bottom of his penis.  Louise didn't bother with teasing him any more
she just pulled them straight down and off his flailing feet "You wait 'til
later I'll fucking strip you, and kick the shit out of you, and every boy
on the estate's gonna have a grope of your fucking fanny, and I'll kick
your fucking arse.  And the rest of you - all of you cunts, you're all
gonna get it, just you wait" Wayne shouted in a frenzy of violent bucking
and squirming.
   Emily took photographs as Wayne's substantial organ flipped and flopped
in response to his motions.
   "Just calm down and stop threatening people" said Victoria.
   "Fuck you, you bitch - you're fucking dead for a start.  Your face is
gonna be a fucking picture when you're arse fucking bollock naked with my
dick up your cunt and every boy on the estate queuing for a turn.  Won't be
so fucking clever then will you bitch when we're riding you like some cheap
whore and your fanny's bleeding from all the fucking cock it's had up it"
he raved.
   Victoria waited for him to finish, realised he wasn't going to finish
and turned to Alison "Pacify him will you?" she asked gently.
   Normally Alison would leap at the chance, but this boy, she thought, was
probably dirty.  She looked at the stream; at least she'd be able to wash
her hand after wards.  She abandoned Ben and knelt beside the rabid boy who
was virtually foaming at the mouth by now.
   Unlike his overdeveloped penis, his completely hairless scrotum was
underdeveloped.  It was small and still didn't hang noticeably from his
body.  Alison grabbed it and squeezed, hard.
   "And your fucking arse, you'll be vomiting up come for weeks, after
we've drained every fucking...  Aaaaaaarghhhhh!" he screamed.
   "Enough now?" asked Victoria calmly.
   "You'll be fucking...  Aaaaaarrrghhhhhhhhhh!" he screamed again as
Alison applied more pressure.
   "Bitch fucking cunt...  Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrgghhhhhhhhh!" he spat at Alison
as she tightened still further.  She maintained a steady pressure and
looked him in the eye.  Despite his aggression, foul language and violence,
Alison wasn't scared of him at all.
   "Let's get one thing clear Wayne" said Victoria "You have neither the
intelligence, nor the resources to get any one of us, and by the time I've
finished with you today, nor will you have the will."
   "I fucking...  Aaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
   "You are going to do exactly what I tell you or Alison is going to
completely crush your bollocks" said Victoria "I mean, to the point where
they will never work again.  I will not tolerate threats to me or my gang,
and I'm afraid for those threats you are going to have to be punished, but
I want you to understand something Wayne, if you ever lay a finger on any
of these people, or Louise here, we will come for you, and we will take you
deep into the forest, and much later, after we've finished with you and you
leave again, you will not be the same person you went in.  And I don't mean
like in a make-over show."
   Wayne glared at her, hatred stamped all over his face.  "You don't
believe me" said Victoria "I'm going to have to prove it aren't I?" Wayne
continued to glare "Okay then, on your head be it.  Get him up!"
   The operation began with Alan, lifting Wayne's top end, the pain this
caused in Wayne's shoulders had him scrabbling quickly to his feet with
help from Paul and Dave.  The girls just pinched him all over his body.
   Alan still held Wayne when he was upright.  The fourteen year old was
completely naked but for a piece of cheap black and white jewellery which
snaked around his neck, his generous penis hung down fatly like a well fed
leech.
   "Ben, make a pile with that rubbish over there, chuck his clothes on,
and set fire to it will you?" said Victoria.
   Ben scampered into action, and Alison rushed to join him.  Wayne briefly
looked on in silence, his humiliation and fear too great for him to object
at the moment.  He looked down at himself and at his naked penis, which he
knew all the girls were staring at, and he felt a shiver of shame run
through him.  These little girls had seen him, and they would always
remember.  Whenever he saw them on the street, at school, in the Rec.,
wherever, they would look at him and smile, and he would know what they
were thinking, and they would know he knew what they were thinking.  If he
didn't get some serious revenge in he was always going to be a target for
these girls' smirks and whispers.
   He didn't know just yet how he was going to get revenge, and nor did he
know how he was going to deal with the photographs that Emily kept taking
with her digital camera.  But he was confident that if he could catch each
of them on there own at some time, and subject them to the same kind of
humiliation, then he would gain the upper hand again, especially if he
nicked his sister's camera to take some snaps of his own.
   He still wasn't sure about Victoria.  When she spoke there was something
about her that scared him, something that made him think she was capable of
anything.  The closest he had ever come to witnessing anything like this
was a porno video that a mate of his had got form somewhere.  They had
watched it over and over, wanking themselves numb in the process.  It had
featured a dominatrix dressed all in leather with long thigh length boots,
and she had subjected a whole string of beautiful young women, and a couple
of men, to horrific physical and sexual abuse.  Her tone had been similar
to Victoria's, her manner had been similar to Victoria's, and he wondered
if secretly Victoria practised this kind of perversion.  He shivered again,
despite the heat.
   Ben and Alison had made a pile of twigs and litter, and had with a
lighter they had found in Wayne's trouser pocket they set it alight.  As
the fire began to take hold they gathered the remains of Wayne's clothes.
Alison pulled two pound coins out of Wayne's pocket and handed them to
Louise with a smile, Louise thanked her, kept the money in her tightly
fisted hand, and fantasised about ice-cream.
   Another chilling thought struck Wayne as he stood impotently watching
his clothes about to be burned.  Whenever Victoria had issued an order it
had been obeyed.  No-one argued with her, no-one questioned her, they
simply obeyed.  Added to which, no-one had raised any objections to any of
her orders, statements, or pronouncements; no-one had even seemed
surprised. This seemed to Wayne to be almost miraculous.  How had she
achieved this?  Where did she get this authority from?  He risked a quick
glance at her, and he saw her stood calmly, Emily at her side, watching Ben
and Alison at work.  She didn't appear nervous or afraid; she appeared
supremely confident.  Wayne began to grow very scared.
   "You need to be careful" said Amy "Having a fire so close to the forest"
   "You're right darling" said Victoria "Everyone keep you eyes out for
sparks."
   "If dad knew what Ben was doing he'd be furious, especially in this
weather" added Amy.
   Ben looked round rather startled.  Amy was right, dad was always going
on about fires in the forest, and how irresponsible people were, and how
he'd like to get his hands on those idiots.
   "He's not going to find out, now be quiet Amy" said Victoria growing
cross, this was not the sort of information that should be provided to
Wayne, he might try to make use of it to get Ben in trouble.  She would
need to discuss this with Amy later when just the gang was present, a
discussion, she decided, that would likely take place with Amy's bottom.
   Wayne didn't take in this potentially vital piece of intelligence, he
was too distracted by his nudity.  He feel every slight motion in the air
as it brushed across his naked skin.  He could feel the heat of the sun
hammering down on it.  The effect was a strange combination of both
tremendous vulnerability and unexpected exhilaration.  He realised that if
he had been on his own, if he hadn't been so conscious of these little
girls' eyes stroking his exposed penis, he would have enjoyed it.
   The fire had taken and was enthusiastically growing up through the dry
rubbish.  Alison tossed Wayne's shredded shirt onto it and the flames
licked at it hungrily.
   "Please don't burn my clothes" said Wayne suddenly, surprising himself
at the quiet and polite tone he'd used.  He wasn't used to speaking like
this, not to anyone.
   Victoria looked at him, wondering if this marked a change in his
attitude "I am prepared to be reasonable with you Wayne, if you're prepared
to be reasonable with me" she said.
   Wayne nodded and swallowed hard "Alright" he sad "I'll be reasonable."
All the aggression, the macho posturing, the threatening edge, was gone
from his voice.  He almost sounded like a little boy again.
   "If you will follow my instructions, without causing any fuss or bother,
I'm prepared to be more lenient" said Victoria "But, you are still going to
be punished."
   Wayne nodded.  He knew it.  Somehow, deep down, he knew that this girl
would do whatever she wanted and his imagination painted thigh length
leather boots on her.
   "If you disappoint me Wayne, if you start arguing or fighting, or
threatening again, then there will be no leniency and you will suffer" said
Victoria.  He voice was calm, even, and she looked Wayne in the eye the
whole time.  Feeling two feet tall, Wayne nodded passively.
   Alison was looking questioningly at Victoria while holding Wayne's pants
very gingerly near the flames.  "Not right now Alison" said Victoria "Let's
give Wayne a chance to redeem himself first shall we." Alison nodded and
dropped the dirty undies back on the pile of discarded clothes.  She headed
to the stream to wash her hands.
   "Ben, you keep an eye on that fire, make sure it doesn't spread" said
Victoria.
   "Okay" said Ben.
   "Boys, you can let him go now" said Victoria looking principally at
Alan.
   Alan released Wayne carefully, ready to grab him again if he tried
anything, and Paul and Dave stepped back alertly as well.  Free at last,
Wayne's body trembled at the increased exposure to the breeze and the eyes
that were on him.  The heat and the humiliation were bringing a slight
sheen of sweat out on his body, and he began to feel a little light headed
with the awesome realisation that he was stark naked in front of all these
children, the girls, these little girls, and that he was at the mercy of
the dominatrix Victoria.  He shuddered as he wondered what she was going to
do with him.
   "Firstly Wayne, I want you to apologise to Louise for forcing her to
show you her fanny.  Secondly, I want you to apologise to everyone here for
threatening them and for using such foul language in their presence.  When
you've done that we'll move on to your punishments" said Victoria.
   Wayne nodded slightly, and he approached Louise cautiously, but his mind
was obsessed with Victoria's use of the word 'punishments' and his stomach
began to churn in the fear of what those might be.
   Alison returned from the stream, shaking her hands dry, as Wayne began a
faltering, but sincere apology to Louise.  He wasn't able to look her in
the eye as he faced her, but her eyes were down, glued to his fat willy in
any case.  Still clutching her two quid tightly she grudgingly accepted his
apology and Wayne turned to the rest of the group and tried to convince
them of his honest regret for threatening them so violently.
   Victoria watched.  She had intended for Wayne to apologise to each
person individually rather to the group as a whole, but she was surprised
and impressed by Wayne's change of heart, and she was convinced that he was
now being sincere.  Moved by this transformation, she decided that there
was no need to press the point.  She recognised that she had achieved her
objective, and there was nothing to be gained from wasting effort where it
was not needed.  He would still have to be punished of course, she could
not be seen to renege on a threat or promise, but she did not need to be as
harsh as she had originally intended.  She waited as Wayne struggled to
find the words he needed to convince the assembled company that he was
sorry, and she watched his not unhandsome naked body as he turned,
gesticulating as he spoke, from one person to the next.
   When he had finished, flushed with the embarrassment of his apology, he
hung his head and waited for sentence to be pronounced.  He'd been here
before, albeit under rather different circumstances, and fully clothed in
his Sunday best.  Head bowed before the magistrates he had waited for their
verdict after he had been found guilty of shop-lifting.  On that occasion
he had received a severe reprimand and the threat of more serious
punishment if he ever appeared before the bench a second time.  He had
promised himself he would never shop-lift again, and a whole month passed
before he had stolen a couple of giant bars of chocolate from Woolworths.
It wasn't his fault; he desperately needed the money he could get from
selling them to buy a packet of fags.
   "Wayne, what you have done is serious.  Not only your bullying and
intimidation of Louise here, but also the threats you made against me and
my friends.  For this you will receive two separate punishments.  The first
will be six strokes of the riding crop.  The second will be that you will
masturbate in front of us..." Victoria began.  Wayne's head snapped up. 
Masturbate?  What?
   "If you take these punishments willingly you will be allowed to dress
and leave.  If you don't your clothes will be burnt, you will be punished
exactly the same anyway, and further punishments will be added in addition.
Please don't disappoint me Wayne" said Victoria.
   Wayne stared at her.  Masturbate?  She couldn't be serious!
   "Masturbate?" he said as he blushed scarlet.
   "Yes, I presume you know what that means" said Victoria.
   Wayne didn't answer, he just gaped, mouth open, and he began to feel
excited.
   "When we first punished Alan here he was forced to masturbate over and
over again until he was so sore and he was so dry he just could do it any
more" said Victoria "Weren't you Alan?"
   "Uh, actually, I was forced to masturbate even after I was so sore and
so dry I couldn't do it any more" he said rather embarrassedly, but very
keen to keep Victoria as happy with him as he possibly could.
   "That's right, you were weren't you" said Victoria "So Wayne, the ball,
if you'll pardon the expression, is in your court."
   Wayne nodded, aware that this discussion of his having to masturbate in
public like this was having a reaction on his penis.  It began to lift
itself slightly as it engorged with blood.  He had wanked with his friend,
the one with the porno video, but only in the privacy of his friend's
bedroom.  He'd never done it in front of strangers, and he'd never done it
in front of a girl.  He began to breathe a little more raggedly as he was
overwhelmed with the knowledge that he was soon going to be doing just
that. As terrifying and as humiliating as the realisation was, it was also
incredibly exhilarating, and he was turned on by it in a way he had never
been turned on before.  His penis began to rise, and he flushed an even
deeper red, knowing that everyone was watching his penis transform itself
from a limp hanging organ to a stiff upright one.
   "Eeeew!" exclaimed Emily as the evidence of his last wank was revealed
when his foreskin stretched back.
   "And you need to pay a lot more attention to you personal hygiene Wayne
Smith!" said Victoria rebukingly "I think that's something we can help you
with.  But for now, bend over and touch your toes.  Louise, you can deliver
the punishment."
   Emily rooted in the bag and pulled out the riding crop.  She handed it
to the excited and smiling Louise.  Victoria would have had Paul do it, or
maybe even done it herself, but she didn't need to break Wayne now he was
compliant, and justice would be better served by Louise being the deliverer
of retribution, even if she wasn't able to hurt him very much.
   Louise took up her position behind the submissive Wayne, and she drew
the riding crop back for her first strike.  She whipped the short leather
rod through the air, and even before it struck Wayne's naked flesh Victoria
knew she had misjudged Louise.  This was going to hurt after all.
   Wayne shrieked in surprise at the barrel of pain that was upended on
him. He jumped up and his hands flew to his bottom.  He jiggled up and down
as he tried to rub away the sting, and his erection bobbed alarmingly from
side to side.
   Louise grinned, pleased with her first effort and she licked her lips as
she prepared herself for the second.  She made Wayne suffer, and although
she wasn't very big or very strong she wielded that riding crop with
prodigious skill.  It was as much in disbelief that this girl was able to
cause him such pain, as it was the pain itself that caused Wayne to leap
and yelp with each blow and by the time Louise had finished, a big smirk
across her face, Wayne was very close to tears.
   Apart from his understandable leaping and yelping Wayne had handled
himself pretty well.  He bit back those tears, he didn't need to be told to
return back in position after each blow, and he didn't curse of threaten
anyone.  When he finally straightened up and Louise handed the riding crop
back to Emily, Wayne's erection had disappeared and he hung limply again.
Wayne rubbed his sore bottom and breathed heavily, glad that this ordeal
was over and he hadn't embarrassed himself.
   "When you're ready Wayne, you can begin your second punishment" said
Victoria.
   Wayne's face creased and flushed as he remembered what it was he had to
do next.  His need to concentrate on controlling his reactions to the
beating had driven this impending humiliation from his mind, but now he had
to face it head on.  He looked up at Victoria, almost pleadingly, and she
nodded at him.
   "Come on Wayne, you've done so well so far, don't spoil it now" she
encouraged.
   Wayne looked behind him briefly; at the fire; at his pile of clothes,
and at Alison poised to marry the two together.  He took a deep breath and
tried to gird himself.
   "Should I sit down or something?" he asked.
   "However you like" said Victoria.
   Feeling very self-conscious, Wayne lowered himself carefully to the
scrubby grass and winced when his sore bottom met the rough surface.  He
looked down at his already stiffening penis and he took it in his hand. 
After a few experimental strokes he felt a little cramped; he took another
deep breath, and with a rapidly reddening face he lay back.
   He felt immensely exposed, immensely vulnerable, and he was acutely
aware of the eyes on him as he stroked himself back and forth.  This
experience, of being forced to masturbate in front of these other children,
these girls, was unbelievably exciting, but just to add further spice Wayne
closed his eyes and imagined Victoria in thigh length leather boots, a
black basque, and with a whip in her hand.  He came explosively, all over
his chest, and he couldn't remember a better orgasm in all his life.  He
kept stroking long after he was dry, and eventually let his flaccid penis
rest on his belly.  He waited until his breathing and heart rate had calmed
down, and then he opened his eyes.
   He blushed again furiously when he saw the many eyes caressing him, even
though he had expected nothing else.
   "Well done Wayne" said Victoria "But before you get dressed I want you
to make sure you have a good wash in the stream."
   Wayne nodded and slowly crawled to his feet.  As he made his way to the
water Victoria said "And Wayne, we're going to be keeping an eye on you and
you poor personal hygiene.  Whenever we run into you we're going to be
checking to make sure you're clean, so be prepared.  And if you're not
clean, we're going to have to punish you.  If you want to avoid a lot of
public embarrassment I advise you to wash regularly, especially that thing"
she pointed down at the pendulum that swung between his legs.  Wayne nodded
as he squatted down beside the stream, with no word of complaint or
objection.
   "Come on, let's go" said Victoria, and she led the gang back towards the
path.  Surprisingly Louise didn't go with them despite Victoria's
encouragement.  Instead she headed over to Wayne and squatted down beside
him, watching him wash himself.  
  
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