victor wrote: Victor Goetz Caught Part 1 by victor
It was his 14th birthday and Victor Goetz was already feeling like a man even though his official Bar Mitzvah was still two weeks away. He was feeling on top of the world and in top form as selected his favorite porn site on his laptop. Victor knew he was home alone with his parents both at work and his 17 year-old sister, Judy, still at school for cheerleader practice, so he had the house all to himself.
With privacy so guaranteed, Vic felt no compunction in picking some really hot BDSM video clips to watch while he 'indulged himself' carnally; he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock and slowly rubbed himself to boner heaven. He didn't even bother to close his bed room door or lower the volume on his laptop or his own moans, for that matter. Why should he? He was by himself.
Vic was so engaged in what he saw and heard on the computer screen also what he was feeling between his legs, that he did not hear his sister come in downstairs. Cheerleader practice had been cancelled and Judy and eleven other members of the squad decided to hang out at her place. What they soon discovered was they were not the only thing to hang out.
It was Chloe who, on her way to the bathroom upstairs, first saw young Victor bumping and grinding his hips to the clip he was obviously watching. Vic wasn't wearing headphones, but the music accompanying the porn clip was so loud that he didn't hear Chloe's gasp which turned into giggles when she noticed that little Vickie ( as his sister mockingly called him ) was letting it all hang out. Chloe also got a good look at the video he was watching as the laptop was turned at an angle.
Quietly, Chloe tiptoed downstairs and let Judy know what her little brother was up to. This news was shared with the whole gang and within minutes a plot was hatched to teach little, naughty Vickie a lesson he'd never forget. A dozen determined 16 and 17 year-old buxom beauties ascended the stairs with moxie and mischief on their minds.
Standing in the doorway of her brother's bedroom, Judy, pretending to be shocked, loudly gasped, "Vickie! Oh My GOD!!! What do you think you're doing. You pervert! I'm telling mom and dad."
Victor immediately turned her way at the sound of her scream and froze in shock. His cock was sticking out of his pants' fly hole; he was still holding his engorged member; on his laptop, which was in full view and a full volume, four leather-clothed men were whipping a naked, bound girl's ass with a belt, a cat-o-nine-tails, a switch and a ping-pong paddle; his room reeked of cum; just behind his big sister there was a crowd of older girls still in their sexy cheerleader uniforms.
This was beyond embarrassing, it was humiliating. But not as shameful as what happened next. Victor had already worked his cock up with frenzied stroking when his sister discovered him jerking off; now, with so many gorgeous and scantily-clad girls right before him and watching him jerk off, that his boner stood erect and was pointing nearly straight up ... Vic lost his cool, blew his load and shot a stream of white sticky goo six feet across the room and right on to his sister's uniform top.
Victor was blushing deep red, his hand was shaking even as it still held his cock which continued to spurt cum. He was speechless, but that didn't matter as there was nothing he could say. "Sorry" wasn't going to cut it. But his sister, whose own humiliation and disgust was matched only by her growing rage, had plenty to say. But she said it in an eerily calm tone of voice.
"On second thought, Vickie-pricky, mom and dad would be too mortified to hear what you've been up to. Let's keep this just to ourselves, shall we? But you must be punished for such naughty behavior, right?"
Victor was quick to agree although all he could manage was a nervous nod of the head.
Judy went on, "You have humiliated me in front of all my friends, your lewd behavior has shocked all my friends, and your continued randy body language and choice of sexist porn has insulted all my friends."
Victor just nodded as his cheeks grew redder. At least his penis was beginning to shrink. But as he moved to adjust his pants and return his cock to its underwear cover, Judy stopped him with a shout and cold stare.
"STOP! Don't you dare think you can make amends simply by acting as if everything's back to normal. It isn't and won't be for some time. You need to be punished and as humiliated as you've made me feel. So you're going to take your punishment like a man ... even if you are just a little boy. Yes, and you're going to take it without complaining. Do you understand?"
What could he say? He had no choice but submit to whatever punishment and humiliation Judy had in mind.
"First of all," smiled Judy as she warmed to her new role as Sisterly Dominatrix, "you can keep that randy cock of yours where it is. In fact, let me zip your pants up for you." With her left hand she grabbed her brother's cock and balls and yanked them up; her right hand then pulled his zipper up as far as it would go trapping his aching genitals outside and in view. She managed to zip him up so tight that the zipper teeth actually pinched the flesh of his scrotum. Victor gave a whelp, but knew enough to not complain.
"Next," smirked his older sister, " you must clean off all the spunk from my top and all you dripped on the floor too ... with your tongue!"
This meant licking of cum, not only from her scanty cheerleader top, but also off her left boob and even down her cleavage. He had to lick his own cum off his sister's boob and even her nipple while Judy's giggling girlfriends took dozens of cell phone photos. They had already taken quite a few of Victor's hanging out and then ejaculating penis. It was about to get better for them and much worse for Victor.
His clean-up duty done, Victor was relieved to find his punishment would consist of a spanking. He had imagined much worse. Over Chloe's lap he went first and the 16 year-old sophomore used one of her paperback books as a paddle to give him ten sound swats on his jean-covered buttocks.
"His buttocks is too padded and it isn't hurting him enough," said one of the cheerleaders. "Pull his jeans down a bit."
Vic's belt was undone, his pants unbuttoned and his fly zipped all the way down before someone yanked the hem of his jeans so his white underpants were on display. Twenty more whacks with the book before they decided to see for themselves how effective the punishment was.
"Pull his underpants and jeans down to his knees so we can see how red his butt's getting." That was from yet another giggling girl. They did and determined his butt flesh would redden better and faster with whacks on the bare. Twenty more swats now followed.
"That's good enough for now," said Judy to a chorus of 'aww's' from her friends. "I didn't say his punishment's over ... far from it, girls. But his buttocks can only take so much pain at one time. We're going to have to stretch this out for a few hours, at least until my parents get home ... and that won't be for another three hours. So let's figure out what can humiliate little Vicki-dicky here between spankings."
Judy smiled, arched her eyebrows and asked, "Any suggestions?"
victor wrote: Victor Goetz Caught Part 2 by victor
There were several grinning and enthusiastic shouts from her friends. But Judy wanted to attend to them one at a time. "Flo, you first. What's your idea?"
Florence cleared her throat as she laid out her thoughts. She was relishing the power she was feeling as well as that tingly, warm feeling she knew so well when she too visited hot porn sites. "First of all, your brother dishonored your uniform. He has no right to be wearing any clothes himself. So let's make him strip."
Victor had been dreading this. It was a foreseeable consequence of humiliating his sister, true. But he was hoping girls would be kinder than a guy might be, he obviously did not know the ways of teenage girls very well. He proceeded to remove every stitch of clothing and hand his duds over to his sister. When he was stark naked another girl made this observation, “ Your brother got hard watching clothed men whip a naked, bound girl. So maybe Vickie-dicky should see how it felt from an opposite perspective."
"Good idea, Sarah." Judy said agreeing but adding, "and as my brother was keeping his dick hard while watching such sexist stuff, we should keep his cock up while he gets whipped too."
Vic was totally compliant and submissive throughout all this. He said not a word as the girls bound his limbs at the wrists and ankles, then strung him up in his own doorway on cup hooks Judy got from the kitchen. In less than ten minutes Vic was stretched out, naked, hands and feet pulled sideways at the four corners of his doorway. He faced out into the hall, his bare back faced his bedroom where half a dozen cheerleaders were picking their weapons of choice to use on Vic's sorry, bare butt.
In the hall, meantime, a half dozen girls were coming up with all sorts of tickle and torture toys and tools to use on Vic from the front. This was going to be fun, they all agreed. All save Victor, of course.
In his bedroom there were a number of handy items that could be used for discipline. His belt for one; an 18-inch metal ruler for another. His rubber soled slippers were under his bed. Their own cheerleader bootlaces which were 40 inch lengths of rawhide. They had a number of soft paperbacks. These weapons were just the start. Judy had gone to the kitchen and came back with a large wooden spoon, a stainless steel egg-flipper, several stalks of pussy willows and several wet tea towels. Victor's ass was in for a treat.
Over the next few hours Vic suffered blows from each of these whacking tools, but only as many and hard enough to bring his bare butt to a shining red hue. They stopped to give him a five minute rest every ten minutes. Then his torment was renewed and their efforts redoubled. The punishment behind was painful but less humiliating than his treatment from the front.
In the hallway the girls stroked, slapped and caressed Vic's dick to keep the poor lad on the edge of climax but not near enough for relief. He got blue balls the first half hour and his tantalizing but never realizing torment went on. That was the easy part.
To further humiliate the young boy, his sister insisted that, as he had not yet had his Bar Mitzvah, he was not a real man. So his secondary sex signs were totally inappropriate and must be removed. In other words, she got shaving cream and a razor and her own waxing pads and proceeded to remove whatever pubic hair the lad had. His armpits were not spared either. In front, he was hard and body hairless; in the rear he was red and becoming black and blue on a very sore butt.
Victor was kept in that state until just past 6 p.m. when they heard the front door open and Judy's parents arrived back from work. Judy raced down stairs to greet them and stall for time while her friends hurriedly let Victor down from his doorway of doom and closed the bedroom door on him. Then the girls gathered up all the borrowed tools/toys and joined Judy downstairs.
Her mom asked if Judy and her friends had a good time after school today. The girls controlled their giggles and replied that indeed it had been fun.
"And what about Victor?" Mrs Goetz asked. "Was he a pest or well behaved?"
With a straight face, Judy replied, "Oh, he was a good little boy, mom. We saw him playing video games of some kind but he stayed in his bedroom and played with himself all afternoon and didn't even make a sound."
That was too much for the rest of the cheerleader squad. They burst out laughing and slapping each other on the back. Mrs. Goetz looked puzzled.
"Sorry, Mrs. G., we're being naughty." Chloe explained "See, we're all laughing at what Judy just said ... She meant her brother was 'playing by himself', not 'with himself'. Sorry, it's just ... you know ... just the thought of what that could mean ...and imagining him ...well, you know."
With twelve girls now laughing freely, Mrs. Goetz joined in and said she had to admit, the thought of a 14 year-old boy playing with himself in front of a dozen high school girls was something to laugh about. They all agreed. Victor wouldn't have agreed if he'd been there.
But he wasn't downstairs. He was in his bedroom sore, humiliated and puzzled. Why, after all those girls had done to him, was his cock still rock hard?