A couple of weeks ago I suggested Datom a story about the "Bikini squad". It's a group of girls who seems to own the beach and have a rivalry with the boys of the "Trunks team"who wants to reclaim the beach for their activities.
I wanted to hear the story of how the girls captured and humiliate the boys one by one while the female lifeguard does her best to let it happen and enjoy watching the boys humiliated.
The point is that Datom promised me to write the story but he didn't...
I feel kinda angry towards him. I think he needs a lesson. Why don't we humiliate him?
I have the perfect idea! Hear me out! We need to use our imagination...
The great Datom! One of the best writers on this sub. His stories seems to be loved by everyone. The slow evolving plots he writes, the characters that feel so real, and the way he can weave a story together is nothing short of amazing.
Today i have the great Datom right in front of me. On his knees, hands tied behind his back and a bounce of my friends surrounding him like guards.
"What this is all about? Are you crazy Lola? This is kidnapping! Let me go at once!" He struggles against the rope that holds his wrists together and tries to get up but two of the girls behind push him back on his knees.
"Oh my dear. This won't be just kidnapping. We have something funny in mind for you... I guest you won't like it but we will!"
I slowly aproch him and tie a leash around his neck. I give the leash a firm tug suggesting Datom to follow me.
"No! What are you doing? Lola! Ouch you're chocking me"
I give another tug and Datom gets up and start to follow me. He has no clues of what is going one.
The girls cheer and laugh when he starts to walk. They giggles and and follow us, skipping and hopping behind Datom. It's like a procession. The girls know what is about to happen and it makes them excited almost euphoric. They even starts to dance and sing.
I walk slowly and tug the leash from time to time. Datom is quite. He follows me wondering what we have in mind.
We eventually reach our destination. An open space in the middle of the wood that seems to be waiting for us, like a stage set for the grand performance we've planned.
The girls know exactly what to do. They untie Datom's wrists and between his protests they strip him off his shirt. They hold his arms firmly as i put a cloth inside his mouth to muffled his desperates yells.
I pinch his nipples a couples of time until he jumps up and down like a fish out of water. The girls laugh at his reaction, their eyes sparkling with mischief. They find his discomfort absolutely hilarious.
We are surrounding him. He can't see much aroud and i'm sure he still has no clue of what is about to happen.
I gesture the girls to move on. They forced Datom on the ground. They make him lay on a long wooden planck. Now he really struggles as is life depends on it.
I looked at him amazed by the sight. It's some how arousing to see a boy fighting so much with no hope of escaping his fate.
The girls stretch his arms and tie his wrists on a perpendicular wooden plank. Datom glares at me and i give him a knowing smile. Now he knows what we are doing.
I blow him a kiss and bend down to remove his pants while the girls hold down his legs. We ties his ankles to the plank.
I step back to let the girl finish the job and to admire the moment i was waiting for.
Datom is tied on a cross. The girls are now lifting the cross. I can't help but touch myself and moan in pleasure as Datom is lifted up and the cross placed firmly into the ground. He's completely at our mercy. On display with nothing but his underwear on.
He struggles and the cross woobles slightly. The girls are now dancing around him. They tickles his bare skin and pinch him. The cross is not that high. The girls can easily reach his nipples to tease them.
The poor Datom is screaming and moaning at the same time. I give the girls a couple of minutes to have fun as i watch the scene with an hand in my pants.
Then i gesture the girls to stop. They suddenly step back in silence. Datom is still moaning when i walk towards him.
He notices everyone is now silence and looks at me.
His heart is running fast. He has difficult to breath.
I slowly reach his underwear and pinch the waistband a couple of time staring at Datom in the eyes. He gulps and starts to struggle and scream again when he realizes what i am about to do.
I smile to him and slowly lower his underwear revealing his unexpected big penis. The girls gasp and giggle as it hangs flaccid in the cool breeze of the wood. Datom's face turns red with embarassment as his most private part is exposed to all of us.
I step back leaving his underwear around his knees.
The girls are only waiting for my commands. I nod with my head and the girls come closer. They all have a bunch of little branches in their hands. They start to stroke his body with the soft leaves. At first, Datom is surprised, his eyes wide with fear and confusion. But as the branches move to more sensitive areas, his fear turns into something else. His body reacts to the touch, his penis starts to swell and the girls giggle even more.
I just watch and enjoy Datom's plight.
As the girls continue to stroke his body with the branches, one of them decides to be a bit more adventurous. She takes a step closer and gently runs the branch along his growing penis. Datom's eyes roll back in his head and he lets out a muffled groan. The sensation of the leaves tickling his most sensitive skin is driving him wild, and he tries to arch his hips but the restraints hold firm. The girls laugh at his involuntary reaction, finding it utterly entertaining.
Encouraged by the effect she's having on him, the girl with the branch smirks and decides to take it up a notch. She flicks the tip of his penis lightly with her finger, watching it bounce back and forth. Datom's body jolts in response, his eyes widening in shock and embarrassment. He tries to pull away, but the cross holds him firmly in place, leaving him at their mercy.
Then we stops. Someone is approching. Peoples are coming to see what is going one. That's funny. Lets see what will happen.
Will it be someone with some suggestion for torturing and humiliate Datom? Or someone who will try to help him? We may have a couple of crosses left...
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If someone wants to partecipate leave a comment!. I onwed Datom a favour... This story is a little crazy. I'm not sure if you liked it... But i had fun writing
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