Timothy

"Stand up straight for Mrs Goodman now!" Ami spoke gently as she placed her hand on his shoulder. Timothy was standing in front of the massage table; his face was contorted in distress and seemed near to tears as he watched Mrs. Goodman and the nurse enter the bathroom. They were accompanied by the two young secretaries, Pat and Geraldine, as well as Gail and Susan.

The last thirty minutes had been a constant and relentless sequence of embarrassments for the young boy. He had been made to adopt the most undignified of positions while the young maids had bathed him. They had delighted in handling him so intimately that he had felt close to ejaculating several times. Their hands had spared him no modesty as they had washed every inch of his body. The final humiliating act had been to continually pour cold water over his penis and testicles until his rigid member had finally become flaccid.

He was still trembling and blushing from this indignity as the maids had dried him quickly and made him stand in front of the massage table with his hands on his head, waiting for the return of the nurse.

Mrs Goodman spoke to him; her voice was soft and gentle. "My you do look a nice clean boy! I am going to let the nurse and my secretaries position you on the table so that I can have a little feel inside your bottom and then Penny is going to make you ejaculate." Mrs Goodman ignored his look of horror as she continued as if it were the most common thing in the world to tell a young boy that he is to be forced to ejaculate in front of so many young women.

"Now just stand still for a moment, Geraldine just needs to measure you." Geraldine moved forward, holding a small tape measure in her hands. Quickly, she looped it around his waist and noted the measurement. She moved to his side and held the end of the measure against the small of his back and let it rail down over his buttocks. As if it was of no concern to her, she reached between his legs, her hand brushing against his penis and testicles as she caught hold of the tape and pulled it through, this time moving his penis and testicles aside as she stretched the measure up and held it against his navel. Again she noted the measurement to herself as she released the end which was pressed against the small of his back. She placed the tape back in the pocket of her skirt and moved in front of him.

"Keep still please Timothy." She watched his face contort with embarrassment as he watched her cup her hands together and clasp them around his penis and testicles. She thrilled when she felt him shiver at the touch of her cool fingers enveloping his genitals. She watched his face blush and heard him gasp as she encased her hands around his intimate flesh. "There that's fine." She took her hands away and turned to Mrs. Goodman. "I am sure I can make something appropriate, it will only take a few minutes." She moved away and watched as Mrs Goodman stepped forward, her lithe body only inches away from Timothy as she looked into his blushing face.

She stroked her hand against his cheek as Pat and Geraldine quickly moved to each side of his naked body and took hold of his arms. Without a moments delay they moved him backwards until his bottom was touching the end of the table. "Take your hands from your head and sit up on the table, here let me help you." Geraldine's voice sounded low and sensual as both girls quickly got him up and sitting on the end of the table.

"Over we go now." The alarm and embarrassment on Timothy's face delighted the young secretaries as they laid him back and placed his arms at each side of his head until they were stretched out and laying flat on the table. Gail and Susan quickly moved to the head of the table and took his hands in theirs, holding him firmly as they looked down into his face observing his acute distress. His lips were trembling and as Gail stroked her hand against his cheek, he flushed a deep shade of red.

Timothy was trembling visibly. His young body was stretched out with part of his bottom and his legs hanging over the end of the table. He could feel the cool air around his freshly shaven genitals. He looked up to see Gail looking down at him. Her beautiful face and perfect body unnerved him, he blushed as she leaned over him.

Try and be good while mummy examines you." Gail spoke softly as her face moved closer to his. Her lips felt soft and gentle as she kissed him tenderly on the lips. Timothy looked at her, his face betraying his feelings of love and supplication at such a tender gesture. Gail continued to look into his eyes noting how vulnerable the young boy was to even the most simple act of affection.

Susan moved around to the end of the table and took both of his hands placing them flat on the bed with the palms upwards. She leaned over so that her breasts fitted exactly against each upturned hand. She took hold of his arms, holding him completely captive as her breasts pressed deliciously against his hands.

She could see that Constance was busy lubricating the fingers of her right hand. The clear gel made her hand glisten under the strong ceiling lights as Constance greased several of her fingers before screwing the cap back upon the large tube of lubricating gel.

Holding his attention with her tender look and loving expression, Gail made a kissing gesture with her lips, aware that her mother had finished her preparations for the boy's internal examination. She placed her hand tenderly on his cheek as Pat and Geraldine unceremoniously hoisted his legs into the air, pushing backwards and outwards, until his knees were spread wide at either side of his chest.

Gail felt a thrill as he gasped at the indignity of the positioning of his legs, grunting again as suddenly Mrs Goodman deftly slipped her lubricated finger straight up into his bottom.

"There my poor baby, try and relax while mummy examines inside your little bottom." Gail's soft and gentle voice was at odds with the vigorous impalement of his bottom. He tried to rear up but was held gently by the girls. The young maids had moved to each side of the bed, their soft hands stroking over the inside of his thighs as he began to tremble with emotion.

"Now try and relax your bottom and I will be as gentle as I can." It was Mrs Goodman who spoke as she probed more deeply with her finger. Timothy gasped loudly as her finger quickly located his prostate gland. The slender tip of her forefinger gently probed and teased the soft firm flesh as she spoke once more.

"Yes… I think you feel fine up there. One more little push now and it will be all over." Constance delighted in the squirming of his hips and his gasps of indignation as she firmly pushed deeper and deeper into his bottom. The excitement she felt was overwhelming and for a moment she felt a pang of envy that her daughter would be able to enjoy this experience as and when she wanted.

Gail certainly echoed her mother's excitement at the boy's humiliating impalement and his obvious embarrassment and humiliation. For Gail the pleasure was in watching the boy's face as she inflamed his senses with her soft and gently spoken words of comfort, knowing full well the stimulating effect that her mother's finger was having upon the young boy's body.

She delighted in his torment as he tried to turn his head from side to side, his face blushing profusely and his breath rasping through his trembling lips. Gail leaned over him with her lips close to his.

"Poor baby… never mind… there, there it will all be over soon. Now try and be a brave boy when the nurse milks you and keep your little bottom relaxed so that she can get her finger right inside of you.

Although Gail's voice was soothing and comforting, her well chosen words had entirely the opposite effect upon him. Rather than putting him at his ease, she had deliberately caused him to blush profusely, his face flushing to such a bright red that she could feel the heat from his cheeks. His lips trembled with utter embarrassment as she looked into his eyes.

"Poor baby… having to have his little bottom examined, never mind… just relax now." Gail kissed him gently on his forehead and at the same time laid her hand upon his chest. Callously she pinched his nipple, timing the action to the firm thrust of the finger within his bottom as she watched her mother out of the corner of her eye

Constance could not relinquish the pleasure of one firm last push up into the boy's rectum before she reluctantly withdrew her finger from his sphincter, the tight ring of muscle protesting as her knuckle passed through it.

She noted that the boy's penis had begun to twitch and slowly distend, rolling to and fro upon his tummy as he squirmed with distress. Not surprising, she thought, considering the amount of stimulus the boy was receiving from the hands of the girls.

Penny was aware of the reluctance at which Constance had withdrawn her finger from the young boy's bottom. She was also very much aware that she had witnessed someone who was well used to handling and stimulating the erogenous zones of the human body. The deft entry of Constance's lubricated finger into the boy's bottom and her expert probing had quickly elicited a deep and anguished response. His body had shuddered and quivered with emotion as Constance had tailored the movement of her finger to his naive attempts to escape her torment.

Penny made up her mind and looked at Constance, making sure that her face betrayed none of the surprise she felt at the woman's expert and experienced handling of the young boy's body.

"I wonder if I might ask you to er… stimulate his prostate while I take care of his penis. Would that be alright?"

Constance was as ever the perfect diplomat as she looked at the nurse and replied nonchalantly. * Yes of course Penny."

Constance immediately took the tube of lubricant as Penny turned to Ami and addressed her loudly so that the boy would also hear her words. "If you would take the place of Geraldine and hold his leg, keeping it well away from the table… yes that's the way… nice and wide so that his bottom is properly stretched." She turned to Jessica.

"Jessica, if you would do likewise and take the place of Patricia."

She watched as the girls changed places, noting that the two maids had stretched his legs even more widely apart than before.

"Right Geraldine, if you would be ready with one of the test tubes. All you have to do is place it near the end of his penis as he ejaculates. I will tell you when."

Geraldine smiled, the mischief in her eyes signalling her delight at the task ahead. Deliberately she placed one of her hands on the juncture between his pubis and his thigh, feeling his body shiver at the intimate contact of her cool fingers. She turned to the table and took one of the large glass test tubes. Making sure that the boy had a perfect view she held up the test tube and spoke to him, her tone brisk and clinical as she observed his blushing face and trembling lips. "Now we want a nice big ejaculation from you, so try and be a good boy and allow the nurse to extract as much as she can from those plump testicles of yours."

Constance could not help smiling to herself as she heard her young secretary address the boy, her words obviously intended to increase his embarrassment and humiliation.

Penny beckoned Patricia to stand by the boy's waist. "If you would lift his testicles for me and keep them out of the way Patricia, I think we are ready to start."

Penny looked at Timothy, who had to his utter embarrassment heard every word. "Right young man… I am going to make you ejaculate; I want you to try and control yourself and resist the temptation to release your semen for as long as possible. Will you try and do that for me?"

Timothy groaned with utter embarrassment, his face was on fire with the anguish and humiliation he was feeling. To make matters worse, his totally humiliating and shameful milking was to be enacted in front of Susan and Gail. He blushed again, his whole body shivering with emotion as Gail added more fuel to his shame. "Answer the nurse Timothy, will you try and control yourself while the nurse milks you?

Timothy could only shiver and shake as he muttered his reply. "er.. pleeeease… er y'yes er miss… er I mean nurse."

Gail smiled at him, the soft and gentle smile that one would give to a small child.

Penny watched as without further preamble, Patricia reached forward and cupped the young boy's testicles in the palm of her hand. She ignored his gasp of anguish as she nodded towards Constance, lifting his testicles upwards so that Constance had ample access to the widely splayed cheeks of his young bottom.

"Take a deep breath now." Penny commanded as she watched Constance tease the tightly puckered anus of Timothy's sphincter with the tip of her finger. Suddenly Constance pushed her finger forward, watching the carefully manicured nail slip through the quivering ring of muscle. Slowly, inexorably… her finger slid upwards causing him to groan in anguish as he was fully penetrated.

Penny smiled to herself as she watched the boy's penis start throbbing, lifting off his tummy by its own volition. Casually she gently flicked the tip of the penis with her fingers, moving her hand from side to side as her nails brushed over the sensitive tip with the merest of pressure .

"Ooooohhhhhh… er pleeeease.. er" Timothy was beside himself with shame and embarrassment as Penny continued toying with his penis until it was standing straight up in the air. The rigid flesh was straining and throbbing with the combined and continual sensations the girls were inflicting on his body.

It was a pure act of self indulgence as Penny reached forward and grasped the shaft of his penis in her right hand. Pulling the foreskin back as far as it would stretch; she flattened the palm of her right hand and placed it over the sensitive opening of the urethra.

She knew full well what the reaction of the boy would be as casually, almost nonchalantly, she rubbed the palm against the opening of the urethra in a circular motion. Instantly the boy's body tensed as if he had been given a mild electric shock. He gasped loudly, his hips writhing as he tried to escape the acute, almost unbearable sensation. Gail watched Penny out of the corner of her eye, noting that the young nurse was holding his penis firmly and completely ignoring the frantic writhing and squirming of his hips.

Gail looked down into Timothy's face, noting the look of absolute anguish and terror in his eyes as he thrashed his head from side to side.

"Arggggghhhhhhhhhh… ooooooooOOOOOOOOOOHHHH please er missss er stop oh ohh pleeease stop."

She could never have explained the thrill she felt as she spoke to him calmly, her tone deliberately soft and gentle, in absolute and utter contrast to the tormented movements of his body.

"Poor baby, it will all be over soon…. there, there my sweetie, be a brave little boy."

Her words seemed to inflame the boy's senses even more; he writhed and groaned in abject anguish as Penny forced him to endure the movement of her hand against the tip of his penis. She nodded to Constance, who casually stretched his sphincter upwards as she slipped a second finger up into his bottom. Suddenly Penny took the flattened palm of her hand way from the tip of his penis and pulled the foreskin up and over the head. Quickly and expertly she used both hands to manipulate the flesh in a smooth and expert milking motion.

Timothy looked upwards in anguish as his penis was expertly stimulated to an unbearable and excruciating fever pitch and at the same time, his sphincter stretched wide to accommodate the relentless probing of his prostate gland. He felt that his whole being was being invaded; every part of his body seemed to be at the mercy of the girls' expert and sensual stroking.

The beautiful face of his head girl looked down at him, her expression serene and aloof, clinically observing his dire humiliation and embarrassment.

Penny was aware that, because of the constant sexual arousal Timothy had been subjected to from the moment he had entered the house, he would not be able to control himself for very long. She could already feel the vigorous throbbing of his penis as she milked him expertly and thoroughly, her hands moving up and down in a constant and dominant cycle of squeezing and stroking.

As if on queue, his hips raised from the table, his body incapable of any control as he trembled and shook with emotion. Penny smiled as she saw Gail look at her with a knowing smile and then bend her head until her lips were close to Timothy's.

The boy arched his back in utter abandonment, his bottom lifted off the table and his legs tensed. His muscles locked into a solid mass as if he was in cramp. Nonchalantly the maids altered their grip upon his knees, handling his quivering form with ease. They adjusted their position and in doing so pulled his legs even wider apart as they held him captive and at the mercy the nurses busy fingers.

Several things happened simultaneously as the first globules of semen suddenly erupted from the tip of the boy's penis.

Jessica calmly held the test tube close to the tip of the straining flesh of his penis, competently catching the strings of viscous milky fluid in the glass as they jetted upwards.

Constance thrust her fingers firmly up into his bottom, jabbing and prodding the prostate gland mercilessly as she watched his anguished ejaculation. Patricia suddenly squeezed the boy's testicles, firmly applying pressure to the soft and swollen orbs of his testes. She could feel them move in her hand as semen continued to pump from his penis. She relished the thrill that coursed between her thighs as she casually instinctively smacked his upturned bottom with the palm of her hand.

"Slap… slap…. Slappppp… smackkkk." Her palm beat rapidly against his unprotected flesh. His bottom cheeks quivered and shook as she calmly slapped his buttocks as if he was a naughty child. Constance showed no surprise, knowing full well the depth of knowledge that her young secretary had in sexually stimulating the human body.

Penny however was suitably impressed with the nonchalant way that the young secretary soundly spanked the young boy's buttocks with a dozen hard slaps before gently rubbing her hand round and around over his injured flesh.

"Arghhhhhhhh ooooohhhhhhh argggghhhhhh MMmmmmmm."

Suddenly Timothy's anguished cry was cut short as Gail fastened her mouth over his, his chest heaving violently as he was immediately denied breath. Susan held his arms firmly, her young breasts thrusting down hard against the palms of his hands as she watched Gail feel for his nipples and then cruelly squeeze both of them between her fingers and thumbs.

The girls held him in this state of agonising suspension for several seconds. His body tensed in a paroxysm of complete and utter torment. His penis pumping semen into the test tube as his body was locked in one massive and absolute spasm.

His flesh shuddered in relief as Gail suddenly released his lips, allowing him to draw air in one mighty intake of breath. She could see from the glazed look in his eyes that he was near to fainting; she looked down towards his genitals, fascinated by the amount of semen that was still squirting from his penis. She spoke to him coolly, her voice eliciting an even more anguished expression from his young face.

"Try and give me a few more big squirts, there's a good little soldier. Nurse wants you to try your best…. there that's the way."

She squeezed his nipples once more before laying her hands flat against his chest and stroked downwards over his tummy. The action seemed to cause the boy even more distress as Gail demonstrated the fact that she had complete access to every part of his body.

Suddenly the tension seemed to drain from his body. His muscles relaxed and his hips fell back on to the massage bed. He gasped, his mouth sagging open as his reluctant and climatic orgasm came to an end.

Penny slowed her hands squeezing upwards towards the head of his penis, patiently milking him until the last bead of milky fluid appeared at the tip.

She patted his bottom as she took her hands away from his softening flesh. She watched as Constance slipped her fingers from the boy's bottom and Patricia casually squeezed his testes before letting them hang unhindered between his widely spread thighs. Timothy looked upwards at Gail. His embarrassment was complete and total as she looked down at him, the picture of her beautiful face was etched upon his psyche as he trembled with deep emotion.

Her words completed his utter and abiding degradation. "My oh my, little boys do seem to make so much fuss. Don't you feel ashamed at making all that noise while you were having your little penis milked? I hope you are not going to continue to be a naughty boy when it's time for the nurse to empty the rest of your semen from those soft little plums of yours, are you?"

Timothy was beside himself with embarrassment and humiliation. He could never in his wildest dreams have contemplated such utter degradation and anguish. He blushed with shame as Gail leaned over him, her words sending shivers through his spine as she casually brushed the back of her hand over his chest.

She felt him shiver with even greater anguish as her fingers trailing lightly against his skin; deliberately she traced a circle over his tummy before brushing the palm of her hand further down his body. She looked into his face, watching the blood rush to his cheeks as casually she smoothed her delicate fingers over his flaccid penis before gently cupping her hand under his testicles.

She delighted in the look of pure anguish on his face as she nested the soft testes in the palm of her hand. "Well these must feel a lot more comfortable now Timothy. The skin is nowhere near as tight."

She jiggled them, watching his eyes flinch as she gently squeezed his scrotum, lifting the scrotal sac up and out from between his legs. "Yes Timothy… you ought to say 'thank you' to the nurse for draining you so thoroughly." She looked down at him, her smile showing her even white teeth between her beautiful lips.

Timothy had a sudden and incredible urge to try and cover himself. The slight movement of his hands caused him even more embarrassment as he felt Susan press her body down firmly against his upturned palms. The feel of her soft breasts made him blush in confusion as she stifled his movements.

To Constance's growing admiration for her daughter, it was Gail that took charge and ushered them all out of the large bathroom. The only remaining people were Gail, Susan and the young nurse. Gail had used a soft hand towel, folded into a triangle, to cover the young boy's naked loins.

She had kissed him softly on the lips and instructed him to close his eyes and rest for a while. A tear had slowly run down his blushing cheek as he had obeyed her instruction. She beckoned the girls to leave the bathroom quietly, as she gently stroked her hand over Timothy's chest, noting that his body was still shivering with the trauma of his violent ejaculation.

The warmth of the room and the silence that ensued after the girls had left allowed him to drift into a light sleep.

It was twenty five minutes later when Gail gently touched the boy's cheek, her fingers trailing softly over his young skin. He awoke slowly, his He looked around to see that the young nurse and Susan were also standing by the massage bed, watching him as he awoke.

"There we are Timothy, you've had a nice little rest. Now we are just going to get you up on to your hands and knees." She watched the boy open his eyes and look at her, his expression was one of surprise, quickly turning to alarm as she told him what she was about to do to him.

"The nurse thinks it would be best if both Susan and I have a little feel inside your bottom in case there is an occasion when there is no-one else to help her with your therapies. I promise we will be gentle with you and you need not feel embarrassed as there is only Susan and myself here apart from the nurse of course. Now will you roll over on to your tummy and then get up on you hands and knees."

Timothy blushed immediately, his cheeks turning to a bright red as he heard her softly spoken words. His embarrassment deepened as Susan nonchalantly placed her hand on his chest and smoothed her fingers down over his tummy to his waist. She looked at him, noting the alarm in his eyes as she lifted the towel which covered his genitals and folded it into a square. She placed the towel on the table behind her and pressed her hand on his waist. "Right over you go… let's get you up on to your hands and knees." Timothy began to shiver with humiliation as the girls casually examined his genitals, noticing that his penis was full and plump again after his short nap.

In complete silence they helped him turn over and then to his utter dismay helped to position him so that he was up upon his hands and knees. Gently but firmly they made him spread his legs until his knees on each side of the bed. The final humiliation was when they made him go down on to his elbows.

Penny spoke gently as she admired the boy's humiliating position.

"There that's fine; your bottom is nicely positioned for our examination Timothy! I am going to let Susan examine you first, so try and relax while she lubricates your little bottom for you." Penny delighted in the sight of the boy's genitals, which hung down between his widely splayed thighs. His penis was already distended, the foreskin slowly retracting back from the bell-shaped head as it swayed to and fro, prompted by the anguished squirming of his hips. "You will have to try and keep still while Susan inserts her finger up into your little bottom… will you do that for me?"

The nurse's words caused Timothy to grunt with embarrassment as Gail placed her hand upon his cheek and turned his head towards her. She spoke softly to him as one would to a timid child.

"Now try and relax your bottom and keep your head turned towards me, so I can see if there is any discomfort. Gail delighted in the profuse flood of colour that suffused his cheeks as she looked into his eyes. "Now the nurse will want you to take nice deep breaths… in and out… in and out." She waited while the boy naively followed her instruction and began to breathe deeply.

It was with utter delight and excited anticipation that Susan lubricated her fingers. She had not bothered to don rubber gloves, instead preferring to lubricate her bare fingers. She watched his bottom shudder as she gently placed her left hand upon his buttocks. She could not remember when she had felt so much excitement, as she placed the tip of her forefinger against the puckered star of his sphincter. Gently she began to lubricate the sensitive flesh, her actions eliciting an immediate vocal protest from the trembling boy.

"Oh… miss… please no… er nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Susan probed the opening, ignoring his protestation as she bent to her task. She probed more firmly, fascinated as she watched his sphincter recoil at her impudent investigation of his timid flesh.

"Pleeeeeease nooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOO."

His voice rose to a fevered pitch as Susan suddenly felt her finger slip through into the tight channel of his anal passage. Curiously, she explored the soft flesh inside his bottom. She felt Penny gently put her hand around her waist as she stood closer to her.

"Now Susan if you curl your finger downwards… yes that is the way… you will feel a dome of soft round flesh… that is his prostate gland. It is located more or less at the other end of the penis. Can you feel it?"

"Argggghhhhhhhhhhhhh." Timothy's anguished cry almost drowned out Susan's reply.

"Ah… yes… I think this must be it."

Her prediction was immediately confirmed by the frantic squirming of the boy's hips. Penny quickly took hold of him around the waist, holding his body in a tight grip which stifled his anguished movements. Although he was now incapable of motion, Susan could see the smooth firm flesh of his bottom quivering as if he was in fever.

She felt her finger encounter the pliant plumpness of the gland. Instinctively she smoothed her slender fingertip over the walnut shaped mound, aware that the boy was beginning to tremble uncontrollably. Each time she moved her finger she could feel him shudder. She wondered what it must feel like to have such an intimate part of one's body stimulated so profoundly. She closely observed the boy's reaction as she ran her finger over the mound of his prostate. She experimented by moving her finger in different directions until she was able to tell which of her gentle probings elicited the most visible response.

"Argggghhhh… pleeease… noooo…. Nooo more… miss pleeeeeease."

Penny ignored the boy's anguished plea as she held him firmly, leaning forward over his buttocks she whispered to Susan.

"If you take hold of his penis you will be able to feel it throb… it will tell you when you have hit the right spot. Try a prodding action; you will be able to feel how his penis reacts to it!"

Susan, could hardly contain her excitement as she delicately wrapped her fingers around his penis and prodded the soft mound of flesh deep within his bottom. Immediately she felt him shudder and his penis throb as he moaned in protest at her relentless stimulation of his sexual organs.

"OOOooooooohhhhhhHHHHH…. Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo… arggh please miss… please nooooooo more miss."

Gail looked into his eyes, seeing the look of terror on his face as he gasped and shook with utter anguish and humiliation. "There, there Timothy… try and be a good boy and relax your bottom. It is very important that Susan has complete access… now push your bottom up and dip your back so that your buttocks are well open and spread apart. Do you think you can do that for me? I am sure that Susan is being as gentle as she can be!"

Timothy' could not believe how embarrassed and anguished he felt. His degrading humiliation at the hands of the young girls seemed total and complete. Naively he tried to dip his back, pushing his bottom upwards as he felt her finger take advantage of the action and proceed to roam even deeper inside him.

His breathing became heavier as Susan smoothed her finger over the gland; she could feel it contract violently as a globule of clear fluid escaped from the tip of his penis and slowly descended in a sticky droplet on to the bed below. She knew that even though she was only squeezing his penis, rather than milking it, that Timothy would not be able to hold back another ejaculation for much longer.

She prodded the prostate with a firm thrust of her finger, noting how the shaft of his penis throbbed in response to her stimulation. Timothy tried to rear up as she casually experimented, her finger employing a series of prods and pokes and then moving to a massaging movement over the gland. Susan was enthralled by the absolute control she had over the boy's emotions. She admired the perfection of his buttocks as they quivered and shook, open and available to her every whim. Surprising even herself she partially withdrew her finger and then with a swift movement introduced her middle fingertip to the opening of his sphincter. Ignoring his loud gasp of indignation she slipped a second finger up into his bottom, feeling the sphincter tighten against her knuckles as she pushed up firmly. It was all Penny could do to hold the boy as he tried to rear up, his anguished protest echoing around the tiled bathroom.

"Arrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… noooooooooooooooooohhhhhhh…. Pleeeeeeeeeeease… oh please, please, please miss… ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh… arrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggghhhhhhh."

Gail held his head firmly, making him look into her eyes as she spoke softly to him as one would to a wounded animal.

"There, there Timothy… try and be a brave little boy, it will all be over soon."

Her beautiful face looked calm and serene, an incredible contrast to his own anguished expression as he gasped and shook with deep tormented emotion. Holding his face in her hands she bent her head and kissed him on the cheek. She could not explain her excitement at his tortured expression as she fuelled his abject and utter embarrassment with her gently spoken words.

"Just a little bit longer, try and be brave… I want Susan to be able to complete her examination inside your bottom without any more fuss… so just keep your bottom relaxed and open for her, sweet child."

Susan delighted in the grunts and groans of the young boy as she curled both fingers against the sensitive gland of his prostate. She found that it was quite easy to tell which of her many movements caused him the most stimulation by the pulsing and throbbing of his penis. She could feel the sphincter seem to recoil and tighten against her fingers each time she prodded the walnut shaped gland. She felt confident that she would be able to stimulate the boy quite easily, controlling his sexual emotion by the dexterous movements of her fingers. She was certain that by employing careful and subtle ministrations to his prostate that she would be able to make him ejaculate exactly when she wanted.

She looked over the boy's buttocks at her friend Gail, who was holding his head gently in her hands. She smiled to herself as she realised that Gail had not allowed the boy to psychologically detach himself from the proceedings, but rather she had made him look into her eyes and display his emotions openly. Every humiliation to his young body was being casually and clinically observed by the by the very girl that he was in awe of.

Gail could not have explained how or why she knew how to mould the boy's psyche to a dependency upon her. Perhaps it was part of an instinct that she had within herself that prompted her actions to elicit such a deep and emotional response from him. But she knew that little by little she was binding the boy to her… a psychological authoritarian relationship that would be deeply etched into his character. She had already witnessed his look of love and supplication… and she knew that in time the boy would be inextricably bound to her for as long as she wished.

Penny held the boy firmly as she bent low and looked under his tummy at his penis. She could see the clear viscous fluid that was leaking from the head of his penis as it was being squeezed by Susan's slender fingers.

Susan too, was aware that she would have to curb her intimate prodding and probing of the boy if he was not to ejaculate prematurely. His body was quivering from head to foot and his breathing had become heavy and irregular, such was the intensity of the sexual stimulation that she had produced within him.

"Just one more little push Timothy and I will have finished… deep breaths now." Susan's voice echoed in his ears as he tried to control his emotions. Suddenly he felt his bottom stretched wide as she thrust two fingers firmly up into his bottom and at the same time he felt her firmly squeeze the head of his penis.

Susan was delighted as the combined effect of both ends of his penis being stimulated so flagrantly caused his whole body to shudder in a violent convulsion. The sensation seemed to invade the very core of his being and he groaned in anguish.

"Arrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Gail looked at him, her face betraying none of the incredible excitement she felt as she looked deep into his eyes. Coolly and clinically she observed his acute distress.

"Well Timothy that wasn't so bad now was it. I wonder why little boy's have to make so much fuss when their little penises and bottoms are examined. You should be grateful that Susan is being so thorough in examining you. I can see that someone is going to have to take you firmly in hand."

Susan looked at Gail, suppressing the sudden giggle she felt as her fingers tightened around his penis and she slipped both fingers from his quivering bottom. She felt the sphincter tighten over her knuckles as she withdrew her hand from between his widely spread buttocks. Reluctantly she loosened her grip upon the hard and throbbing shaft of his penis, observing another shudder of emotion which ran through his body as she let go of him.

Penny held him firmly for a few moments until she was sure that he would not try and rear up. She moved to stand beside Susan and slapped the boy lightly on his upturned bottom cheeks.

"Right young man," she said brightly as she smoothed her hand over his quivering buttocks. "Gail is going to let you recover for a few moments before she examines you… so just stay in that position and try not to move."

Gail looked deep into the boy's face. She made sure that his anguished eyes were fixed firmly on hers as she spoke to him.

"Promise me that you will do as the nurse asks of you."

She could see the apprehension he felt as he looked at her. What excited her was his obvious acceptance at his subjugation to her. She was sure that he would continue to protest and plead at his treatment, but there was a clear indication that he was accepting her authority. Allied to this was his overriding feeling of awe when he was in her presence. She had been well aware for a long time of the effect that her beauty had on men as well as boys and she knew how to use the superiority this gave her in a subtle and natural way.

As she looked closely at him she was aware that his feeling of anxious apprehension was coupled with a strong desire to please her and that any admonishment would wound him deeply.

She spoke again, her voice clear and matter of fact and in contrast to the absolute thrill she felt as she anticipated his dismay at her words.

"Now Timothy… listen to what I have to say very carefully. I am going to have to examine inside your bottom. It is for your own good and it is necessary, so I want you to promise me that you will relax and that you will allow me proper access."

Gail delighted in his embarrassment as she continued.

"As you have already had your semen extracted once, I am going to help the nurse make you ejaculate for a second time… that is after I have examined you. The nurse will milk your penis for you while I see to your bottom and then she will probably have to give your testicles a little squeeze or two, just to make sure that we have it all. I am going to ask Miss Foster and Miss drew to come back into the bathroom and hold you while you are being milked, so I want you to promise me that you will do as you are instructed.

One final thing… if you are naughty or disobey me I will punish you like naughty boys should be punished. You are in a very good position to have your bottom smacked and I shall not hesitate to give you a sound and thorough spanking in front of Susan and the nurse as well as Miss Drew and Miss Foster, so I think it is in your best interests that you behave. Will you promise me to behave Timothy?"

As she was speaking Gail had observed his cheeks change colour from bright red to a deep purple. He looked so embarrassed that for a moment, Gail thought he might even faint. She could see that his eyes were already glistening with tears as he looked at her in utter anguish. His voice sounded cracked and dry as he mumbled his response.

"Oh… er please Miss… er .. I, I promise."

She brushed her hand against his cheek in a tender gesture. "Stay quite still sweetie while I fetch Miss Drew and Miss Foster. You may lower your head now and rest your forehead on the pillow."

Gail was rewarded by his immediate acquiescence; she stood for a moment looking at his beautiful young body as he knelt with his forehead resting on the firm pillow. His bottom was still thrust upwards and she could see that his penis was still fully erect.

Timothy knelt naked and ashamed. He seemed to be in a cocoon of utter torment and anguish. He could feel that his whole body was open and exposed. The mildest movement of air within the room instantly reminded him of his rude and humiliating posture. He could feel his penis throbbing of its own volition, openly exposed between his widely spread thighs. He felt that every part of his body was open and exposed to whatever the girls wished to do to him.

For Timothy, the most embarrassing and humiliating aspect of his ordeal had been the presence of Gail observing his most intimate arousal and ejaculation. Her beauty had always unnerved him. Even at school he would blush in embarrassment if she so much as glanced in his direction.

He had not recovered from the humiliation of her gentle words and admonishments as he had lain over Hazel's knee and had his bottom smacked soundly while Gail had closely observed his shame and anguish. He shivered as he pictured her beautiful face looking at him as he had cried and gasped with pain and indignation as Hazel had thrashed him soundly. Now he blanched at the thought that she was to stand behind him and insert her finger into his bottom and that he would be powerless to stop her.

Gail did not immediately leave the room but stood back and looked at the naked boy. She savoured his absolute humiliation as knelt upon the bed, his knees spread wide apart and his bottom thrust high in the air, open and accessible to anything she might wish to do to him.

To his absolute dismay he felt her hand stroke gently over his back and up over the twin hillocks of his bottom cheeks. Her fingers trailed down between his buttocks before she encased his testicles within her slender fingers. She did not speak, her absolute mastery of him was apparent to both of them. Gail heard him quickly draw in his breath as she squeezed his testicles lightly before taking her hand from him and abruptly slapping both of his bottom cheeks. He gasped in dismay, even though the smacks she had administered were not heavy.

"Good boy, now stay where you are and don't move, I promise you that you won't have to wait long before I return to help the nurse milk you."

No boy could have been more embarrassed and humiliated at that moment than Timothy. His cheeks burned with shame as he knelt upon the table. Gail had demonstrated to him that no part of his body was to be private or sacrosanct and that she would spare him no embarrassment or humiliation.

Although Gail was looking forward to experimenting with the boy's physical stimulation, she was aware that his long term subjugation to her would be owed to her management of his psyche. She had also become aware that her pleasure in observing his distress and humiliation was overwhelming. She could feel the thrill and excitement each time the boy looked into her eyes begging for his torment to stop. She remembered reading a book some years before which had thrilled and excited her and had perhaps inspired her actions. She had not been aware of the latent tendency deep within her until she had read and re-read a particular passage.

The book had dealt with the torture of prisoners by the Nazis during the Second World War. Much of the book had not really aroused her interest until she had read about a young female Gestapo officer who had become one of the most successful interrogators of male prisoners during the Nazi occupation of France.

One of the passages had fully described Helga and one of her sessions where she and her team of four female officers had interrogated a young English soldier. He had been strapped naked and spread-eagled upon the wooden table that she had had made to her own design. His legs had been strapped down and stretched painfully wide with his penis and testicles placed upon a wooden block.

Helga Klimpt, was described as being quite beautiful and very young. She had the high cheek bones and fine features of the true German aristocrat. Her blonde hair was always drawn back into a bun so that all of her beautiful features were clearly visible.

Helga always made-up her face impeccably before her interrogation sessions, carefully applying her lipstick and eye shadow to the best of effect. Invariably she would be wearing a subtle perfume to accent her femininity.

Even her smart Gestapo uniform was tailored to accent her full breasts and slender waist. She would draw up her chair so that she could look down at the prisoner's head and lean over him, so that her exquisite features completely filled his vision.

Gail had been surprised at her own excitement as she read how Helga had delicately smoothed her hands over the young prisoner's chest and face. Her words of sympathy were always soft and low, even as the young prisoner gasped and screamed at the pain that Helga's fellow officers were inflicting upon his body. The girl would lean over him, her lips only inches from his.

"Poor baby… is the pain too much for you? Tell me all about it… there… there poor baby." She would then whisper an instruction to one of the girl's. The instructions, however subtle and complicated were always issued in numbers. Each of the numbers signified a different well rehearsed action to be performed by each member of the team of four young female torturers. All of the torture sessions concentrated only upon the prisoners sexual organs.

"Number two… and Heidi… if you would add a little of number four."

Again she would lean over the anguished prisoner… "Poor baby… are the girls hurting you... does that feel too big inside you… never mind… just tell me what you were doing and I will make the pain go away…"

She would kiss the prisoner on the forehead, her lips soft and gentle against his skin before issuing another instruction. "Number nine please." Immediately the prisoner would cry out in pain and anguish as his testicles were squeezed or one of the large metal phalluses's that she used, was thrust further up into his anus.

"There poor baby, let me make them stop… poor baby… so much pain for such a young boy to bear." She would watch out of the corner of her eye as she tailored the pain to his genitals. Sometimes she would instruct the girls to manipulate his penis until it was erect and then have them slide a long electrode down into the urethra until the tip was inside the prostate gland. She herself would control the dial to the electric current, which she kept on a small table beside her, as she talked softly to the prisoner.

"Poor baby, just a little more pain and then you can tell me all about it." She would observe him clinically as his hips would rise up from the bench in pure and exquisite pain and anguish.

"There my little one… just a little longer and then I will let tell me all about it… poor baby…does it hurt my baby… never mind I will make it go away soon. There… there" Her hands would stoke over his body as if he were a young child.

During her interrogations she would always have the girls make the prisoner ejaculate. She would have an electrode placed up into his bottom and then instruct her young team to masturbate him until he ejaculated. As his semen spurted upwards the girls would slide a probe into the opening at the tip of his penis and Helga would apply a small electrical current to the two electrodes. The prisoner would scream in a mixture of agony and ecstasy as she skilfully controlled his anguished orgasm. She was so practiced in her craft that she could make a younger prisoner ejaculate four times within an hour. The prisoner's final orgasm would be so tormented that he would often shiver and shake uncontrollably for over an hour.

Gradually she would wear her prisoners down… her skilful manipulation of pain and her softly spoken words of comfort causing them to be completely disorientated and anguished.

The interrogations would continue for hours on end until the prisoner invariably told her what she wanted to know.

It had been several years since Gail had first read the book and yet she could still remember the intense sexual pleasure she had felt at the vivid description of the Nazi officer's torture methods. Gail realised that subconsciously, or perhaps consciously, she was employing similar methods upon the beautiful young boy that she was about to examine.

Timothy shivered in dread as a few moments later he heard the footsteps of Gail and the two young secretaries as they entered the bathroom. He could not help the involuntary shiver as he heard Gail's clear voice instruct the two young girls.

"If you would both stand at either side of him and make sure that his bottom is kept nice and accessible while I examine him. Patricia, let the nurse stand near to me so that she can reach underneath him with both hands…you will need to take the test tube, I will try and warn you when he is about to ejaculate. I am going to lubricate my fingers and give him a little examination before we extract his semen. Timothy has promised to be on his best behaviour, haven't you Timothy?"

Timothy was trembling with embarrassment as he heard every word of Gail's instructions. His body was trembling visibly as Susan moved to the top end of the bed and placed her hands gently on either side of his head. She could feel him shiver as she spoke to him, her voice gently echoing the tones of a nurse or mother.

"Poor Timothy, having to have his little penis milked again, never mind we will all take good care of you."

Although technically Penny was in charge of the proceedings, it seemed to Susan that the authority had somehow shifted towards Gail as her young friend spoke to the nurse.

"Before I insert my fingers into his bottom, I would like you to show me what you were doing when you flattened the palm of your hand and rubbed it over the end of his penis. I noticed that Timothy seemed to be particularly stimulated by that."

Penny smiled at Gail; she was not surprised at the forthright and unembarrassed way that the young girl had spoken to her. Rather than be put out with her demand, she was impressed with her maturity and indeed the rest of the Goodman household.

She smiled at Gail and indicated the boy's penis, which although not fully erect hung down, thick and turgid between his legs. Both Penny and Gail could see that the swollen flesh was throbbing, the shaft bobbing forward with each pulse.

"If you would like to take hold of his penis Gail and pull the foreskin back tightly so the head is fully exposed. Then flatten the palm of you hand so it is stiff. This will give you an ideal surface to stimulate the opening of the urethra. You will find that he is very, very sensitive to stimulation at the very tip. The ideal method is to rub the palm of your hand in a circular motion. You will have to hold the shaft tightly or he will try and evade you. I think it would be best if the girls were to hold him tightly before you start."

Gail smiled at the matter of fact way that Penny had mentioned that Timothy would try and evade her. She was quite sure that however inexperienced she was at the moment, that it would not take her long to explore the boy's sensitivities. She fully intended to become quite expert in stimulating Timothy. In fact she was determined to be able to handle the boy so skilfully that both his mind and his body would be entirely controlled by her.

"Patricia and Jennifer, would you take hold of Timothy and make sure that he remains still while I examine him." Gail watched as both Patricia and Geraldine placed their hands around his waist. She could see the boy shiver as their cool hands touched his naked flesh. She anticipated with delight the moment when she would first place her hands upon his nervously quivering body. She intended to prolong his torment as long as possible and also increase his apprehension at what she would do to him. Rather than immediately take hold of his penis, she deliberately placed her hand flat against the sensitive flesh high up on the inside of his thigh.

Her first touch had exactly the effect she desired. He shuddered from head to toe like a startled rabbit, involuntarily trying to escape her touch. Deftly she placed her left hand between his legs and encircled his penis within her slender fingers.

"Arrrgggghhh… oooohhhh." The boy could not help crying out with anguish, such had been his acute nervous anticipation of the first touch of her hands upon his body.

"There my baby… shhhh quiet now, while I examine you."

Gail had already asked that Susan would not talk to the boy while she examined him. She wanted to make sure that it was her voice, and her voice alone, that would be imprinted on his memory as she manipulated his flesh to an orgasm.

She stretched the foreskin back until it was pulled taught against the base of the penis. She placed her right hand higher up upon the shaft so that she could hold the skin back and at the same time have a grip nearer to the head. She was now able to let go of him with her left hand, and she flattened the palm, stretching her fingers outwards as she mimicked the earlier actions of the young nurse.

She could hear the boy's quickening of breath and his gasp of anguish as she placed the palm of her hand against the end of his penis. For a moment she held it there and then with utter delight she began to rotate the palm against the sensitive tip of his penis. The effect was electric! He tried to rear up to escape the almost unbearable sensation he felt within the tip of his penis. He gasped and then cried out as, slowly and inexorably, the palm of her hand rubbed against the tip of the urethra.

Pleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaasssssssssssssseeeeeee… noooooooooooOHHHH.

His voice rang out in pure anguish as Gail nonchalantly increased the pressure of her palm against the most sensitive part of his flesh. Although she was excited at the sheer torment she was so easily able to inflict upon the boy, she had the common sense to observe each bodily reaction as she began to vary the way she applied the stimulation to his captive penis.

The next few moments were a torment of unremitting intensity for Timothy as Gail deftly applied the palm of her hand to the tip of his penis. She could feel the shaft of his member pulse and throb, each movement of the palm of her hand clearly manifesting itself in an answering palpitation from within the swollen flesh of his organ.

She carefully noted each response until she was sure that she knew the movements that would elicit the most sensation from his quaking flesh. To make sure she again applied a firm pressure to the head of his penis and moved her hand more rapidly. Immediately the boy cried out, his voice wailing in a plea for respite.

"Pleeaseeeeee…. Pleeeeeeeeeeeease… noooooo it is toooooooooo… argggghhh sensitive… pleeease missssssssss."

"Poor baby… never mind it will all be over soon, try and be a brave little boy." Her soothing words belied the rapid movement of her hands as again she made him cry out in anguish.

Pleeassssssssseeeeee oooooooohhhhhhhhh… noooooooooOOOOOOHHHHH."

Suddenly she stopped and immediately released his penis. She watched as it throbbed and pulsed of its own volition. Instinctively she cupped her hands around his swollen testicles and squeezed them gently. Her voice was soft and soothing as she spoke gently to him.

"Poor Timothy… never mind… I will be gentle with you… don't fret so." Her words did nothing to assuage the boy's utter anguish as she placed her hand on his bottom. "Now I am just going to apply some lubricant to your sphincter so that I can slip my fingers up into your bottom nice and easily, so do try and keep still."

Again Gail deliberately chose the right words to completely embarrass the boy to the fullest degree. She looked between his legs to see that his eyes were tightly closed and that his face was completely suffused in a deep blush of red.

She smiled as Penny held the tube of lubricating gel and squeezed a generous amount on to her fingers as she held them out towards her. After she had thoroughly lubricated them she held out her finger and watched as penny squeezed a long line of clear gel on to her forefinger.

Even to Gail the long line of gel looked ominous as she moved closer to the boy's widely parted buttocks. For effect, rather than of necessity she placed her hand left hand on the flesh inside the cleft of his buttocks. She felt his body jolt in fear as she brought her lubricated hand upwards, her index pointed forward.

"Now hold him very tightly, he might try and rear up when I penetrate his bottom."

Although ostensibly, she had spoken to the two young secretaries, her words were really intended for Timothy. She could feel him begin to shiver as she stood with her finger only inches away from the opening to his bottom. Without further preamble she pressed her finger against the tightly shut muscle of his sphincter. She saw him try and rear up as the girls held him firmly.

"Now relax Timothy, you have already earned yourself a punishment for your behaviour so far, I do not want to embarrass you by having to smack your bare bottom in front of everyone. So relax your bottom and allow me full and free access."

Gail knew that there was no possibility that the boy would be able to relax any part of his body, but she also knew that her words and change of tone would be deeply imprinted upon his memory when eventually he involuntarily relived his ordeal.

She gently pressed her fingertip against the sphincter, watching as it seemed to recoil at her touch. Slowly, with deft strokes she lubricated the entire area around the opening to his bottom. Gradually her probing finger became bolder, firmly she pushed against the opening, her fingertip causing the boy to gasp and groan as suddenly the tight rosebud of his bottom hole was penetrated by the tip of her finger.

"Take deep breaths now, I want to hear you breathe… in and out, in and out… that's the way." Her voice was firm and resolute as she pressed her finger firmly against his bottom. She listened to him as he began to take deep breaths. Slowly and inexorably she pressed her finger upwards into his bottom, watching intently as it disappeared up inside him. She began to press more firmly as the knuckle approached the tight ring of muscle which guarded the entrance to his bottom. Suddenly it slipped through and she was able to impale him fully.

"OOOooooooohhhHHHHH… argggggghhhhhhhh… "

His cries rang in her ears as eagerly she felt around inside him, almost immediately she encountered the plump mound of flesh that was his prostate gland. She slipped her other hand around from his bottom cheek, feeling beneath him until she located his penis. She could feel it throb beneath her slender fingers as she gripped it firmly. Now that she had his engorged flesh held captive she proceeded to explore inside him. Gradually she traced her finger around the pliant channel of his rectum.

She took her time, exploring as deeply as he finger would allow her. She had already made up her mind that she would introduce a second finger into his bottom. She felt sure that she would be able to penetrate him more deeply with two fingers.

She rotated her finger, pressing hard against the sphincter as she turned her hand to accommodate the movement. Gradually she withdrew part of her forefinger as she pressed her middle finger against the opening to his bottom.

"Relax now, and take deeper breaths… come along in and out… in and out." Timothy was beside himself with embarrassment and humiliation as he heard her instruct him to breathe more deeply. Suddenly he felt an incredible pressure against his bottom and then felt his sphincter being stretched wide as a second finger was thrust up rudely inside him.

"Ooops… there we are, you see… you can relax if you try." Gail was well aware that his sphincter was stretched wide as she pushed both fingers up inside him. She completely ignored his tormented cries as she began her intimate exploration.

Carefully she moved her hand inside him, this time having far more access than with a single finger. She began to mentally catalogue her prodding and probing, taking careful note of the anguished pulsing of his penis as she moved her fingers over his prostate gland. She jabbed her fingertips against the soft mound, immediately eliciting a low and anguished moan from him as he shuddered with the sexual torment of her fingers.

She fuelled his abject humiliation with softly spoken words, deliberately designed to heighten his awareness of her mastery of him. "Poor Timothy… try and keep still while I just probe a little deeper. I will be as gentle as I can with your little bottom… there that wasn't so bad was it now?"

She thrilled as he howled in anguish as she jabbed her two fingers mercilessly against the centre of the plump mound of pliant flesh.

"Argghhhhhhh… oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

"Do try and keep still Timothy… I would hate to have to punish you… now just try and relax, you may feel a firm pressure but it is nothing to worry about. She pushed hard, feeling the knuckles of her hand press firmly against his tightly stretched sphincter. She could hear him groan as once more his body shuddered with anguish.

Gail continued her intimate examination of the young boy. She thrilled as she observed his distress at her intimate and thorough examination inside his bottom. His widely spread buttocks shivered and shook as she prodded and probed incessantly… her fingers squeezing his penis as she observed his reaction to her complete and thorough testing of his senses.

When she felt that he was close to ejaculation, she would still her fingers until she was sure that the temporary crisis had passed. She listened intently to his moans and protestations as she diligently examined every millimetre of his rectum. Only when she was finally satisfied that she knew exactly how to extract the maximum amount of sensation from her probing of his bottom did she turn her head towards Penny.

She looked at the young nurse, noting the look of admiration on her young face as she observed her handling of the young boy. Gail spoke, but her words were addressed to Timothy. Her tone was brisk and forthright, brooking no argument as applied a firm pressure to his prostate. She could feel him shiver with torment as she spoke clearly and concisely.

"Right young man… the nurse is going to extract your semen from you, so be a good boy and let's have no nonsense. As you ejaculate I will squeeze your testicles… just to make sure that we have extracted the maximum amount of semen from you. I won't hurt you… but you will feel a firm pressure… so you have been warned."

She smiled to herself as she heard the boy groan in dismay. Ignoring him completely, she loosed her fingers from around the shaft of his penis and watched a Penny took both of her hands to the turgid and straining flesh.

"Now we want nice big squirts… and I am sure that eventually these little plums of yours will feel so much better."

She accented her words by deliberately taking hold of his testicles in a firm grip. She moved the swollen testes to and fro within the scrotal sac, hearing him gasp with utter anguish as she manipulated his vulnerable testicles so intimately.

She watched as Penny flattened the palm of her hand and drew the foreskin of his penis down the shaft until the shiny flesh of the corona was completely exposed. Gail timed the first jab of her fingers to the vigorous rotation of the nurse's flattened palm upon the opening of his penis.

The boy's response was violent and predictable. Both Geraldene and Patricia leaned over his body, stifling his movement as he tried to rear up off the bed.

"ArrrgggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH."

His wild groan of agony echoed around the tiled room as Gail and Penny proceeded to stimulate the boy. Their hands busily engaged in the most skilful ministrations to his penis and prostate gland. Patricia looked down between his buttocks to watch Gail's fingers as they reamed through his sphincter, the gel glistening under the overhead lights as repeatedly her two fingers almost exited the opening before being pushed firmly back until they disappeared from sight.

It was all the young secretaries could do to hold the boy as Penny began to slide his foreskin up and down the shaft of his penis. His breathing sounded jagged and disjointed as Gail timed the push of her fingers to Penny's tightening of the young boy's foreskin. Gail stooped a little to watch what Penny was doing. To her delight Penny had left the foreskin stretched tightly down the shaft of the penis and was using her bare fingers to stimulate the ring of the corona.

Timothy cried out, his voice a wail of pure agony in response to the intense sensations that the girls were eliciting from his young body.

"Pleeeaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssseeeeeee. Noooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh."

Gail began to press more firmly, her fingertips prodding the plump gland. Each time she pushed she could feel the boy try and rear up. She could see out of the corner of her eye that Patricia was holding a glass test tube in her hand as she leaned over the boy, gripping his waist firmly.

Suddenly his body stiffened! The surface of his flesh turning to goose-bumps as his sinews locked in a violent spasm. Gail could not help the tremor of ecstasy that ran through her body as she watched the boy's body contract.

His body had responded with a total and violent reaction, every sinew was clearly visible as he tried to arch his back; his cry was a plaintive wail of pure agony and torment.

"Arrrrgggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Gail surprised even herself as she nonchalantly jabbed her fingers hard against his prostate and at the same time squeezed the soft sac of his scrotum. It seemed that his body was suspended in a hiatus of rigor mortis before suddenly shuddering in an agonizing display of deep and tormented emotion. She could see that Patricia was now bent low with her hands beneath the boy's heaving hips, while Geraldene had pressed her breasts against his back, preventing him from rearing up.

"Let me have a nice big squirt from your little penis now Timothy. I want your little testicles to empty for me now… that's the way… let me have it all now." Gail was surprised that she was able to keep the excitement she felt out of her voice. She knew that her words would further torment the boy as she prodded his bottom vigorously with both fingers.

His penis erupted with a stream of viscous creamy fluid. His body shuddering as each spurt of semen jetted into the proffered test tube. He gasped and groaned as Penny milked him firmly. His stomach convulsing visibly as Gail aided his tormented ejaculation with firm and unrelenting prods of her finger. She could feel his sphincter squeezing her fingers tightly as it contracted with each eruption of semen from his penis.

"There… what a good boy you are. You see… you can be a good boy if you try. Now let's have a few more squirts. I am going to squeeze your testicles for you now… don't be alarmed I won't hurt you."

Gail squeezed firmly, the almost callous gesture making the boy shiver uncontrollably. The testes felt soft and yielding as her fingers curled around them, exerting even greater pressure as she squeezed once more. She thrilled as she observed his anguished response. His whole body shuddered violently and he cried out in utter torment as she maintained the forceful pressure. She pushed her fingers further up into his bottom as he writhed and squirmed, his hips juddering in total and complete abandonment.

Gail felt a second thrill course through her body. Involuntarily she pressed her pubis against the edge of the table, unable to stifle the urgency of her own impending orgasm. The sight of the boy in such torment, with her own fingers firmly impaling his bottom was the final stimulus that determined her own intense pleasure. She pressed her hips harder against the edge of the table, her face only inches from his quivering buttocks as she felt the familiar sharp sliver of ecstasy that seemed to emanate from deep between her legs. She felt it knife through her whole body, making her nipples harden and her flesh shiver in a spasm of delicious and extreme emotion.

Penny diligently milked the boy's penis until the last globule appeared at the tip. She could feel that his penis had stopped pumping and she relaxed her grip. Casually she scored her thumb upwards from the underside of the shaft, making sure that the last vestiges of semen had been extracted. She glanced at Gail, fully aware that the young girl was in the extremis of her own deep and violent orgasm.

Letting go of his penis she moved behind Gail and casually slipped her hand beneath the full skirt of her summer dress. Whether it was instinct or sheer bravado, Penny did not know as she reached upwards for the waistband of Gail's French panties and pulled them down over her buttocks. Quickly she slipped her hand between the soft cheeks of the girl's bottom and onward between her legs. Her slender fingers slid easily between the plump soft peach slices of her moist pubic mound. She felt Gail immediately accommodate her fingers as she stroked upwards and over the erect clitoris, scraping her nails against the erect nub of flesh. She could feel the wetness on her fingers as Gail silently completed her orgasm.

Not a word was said as moments later Penny slipped her hands from between Gail's legs, both girls returning their full attention to the naked young boy. Penny was delighted to see that Patricia had taken hold of his penis and was stretching it downwards towards the lip of the test tube. The boy was shivering violently from the intensity of his reluctant orgasm. His chest heaved as he fought for breath. His mouth was sagging open and his lips trembled with emotion.

His whole body felt drained and his mind tormented with his humiliation. He could not countenance the utter embarrassment he felt at having the girls witness his disgrace as he ejaculated. His mind was in a state of turmoil. He felt guilty and ashamed that his feelings had been so openly displayed; his ejaculation was his final degrading act in front of the young girls.

He could feel his bottom hole being stretched wide as Gail extricated her fingers from inside him. He shuddered and gasped as her knuckles passed through his tightly stretched sphincter. He felt her gently caress his testicles, her fingers scoring the underside of the scrotal sac before her hands left him completely.

He rested his head on the pillow in shame and humiliation. His face was flushed a bright red, a testament to the utter degradation he felt.

Gail was now very much in control of her emotions as she spoke to Timothy. "There, there poor Timothy… it's all over now… we are going to turn you over and leave you to rest for a little while after we have washed your bottom… and your penis and testicles."

As the two young secretaries turned him over, Gail was able to see the look of pure and anguished shame upon his face. She caught his eye, seeing him immediately avert his gaze and blush profusely with embarrassment. The young secretaries had laid his arms along the bed above his head so that his body was entirely open for their inspection. Patricia and Geraldene went to the sinks and busied themselves with further preparations as Gail spoke to the shamefaced boy.

"Look at me Timothy." She commanded as she helped place his legs so that the backs of his knees rested upon the edge of the bed with his shins hanging down.

Grimacing with humiliation, he reluctantly looked at Gail, his face colouring up the moment he caught her eye. "That's better Timothy, now can you feel a difference in these little plums of yours, they feel so much smaller and lighter than before."

He watched in horror as she moved around to the side of the bed and nonchalantly cupped his testicles in the palm of her hand, weighing them as if it was a perfectly normal procedure.

"Tell me Timothy do they feel more comfortable now? The nurse has been very thorough in extracting as much of your semen as she could… don't you feel grateful to her?"

Timothy blushed again as Gail looked at him, her beauty and forthright manner overwhelming him once more. She let go of his testicles, letting the soft orbs rest back between his thighs.

"Er… y'yes miss… I mean er… thank you er… nurse."

His face revealed his deep shame as he looked at the young nurse. Penny gave him her professional smile before turning away to the table.

Susan moved around from the head of the bed. She looked at the boy's distraught face as she moved to stand next to Geraldene. Gail spoke to her, watching Timothy's face intently as she addressed her friend.

Would you feel his testicles for me Susan, I think I am right in saying that they are definitely smaller and feel so much lighter. Tell me what you think."

Gail watched, her sardonic expression fuelling the humiliation and helplessness that the young boy was feeling.

She watched as Susan delicately took hold of his penis between her finger and thumb and lifted it, hearing the boy groan with misery as she scooped up his testicles in her other hand and held them up from between his thighs.

"They are very much lighter aren't they Gail. I think he should be very, very grateful to the nurse." She squeezed the tip of his penis, feeling the answering throb from within the plump flesh. She looked at his face, seeing the look of dismay upon his face as she squeezed the shaft once more.

"Really Timothy, can't little boys control themselves at all. I can feel your penis beginning to stiffen again." She let go of his penis and flicked it from side to side with her fingers, watching as the flesh became fat and turgid. She looked at Gail and spoke to her so that the boy could hear every word. Little boys have very little control do they… and they try and give the impression that they are mature when really they are still babies!"

Gail was delighted with Susan's words. She could see that Timothy had turned his head to the side in utter and abject embarrassment.

Patricia and Geraldene had already begun preparing hot soapy wash cloths in a bowl of water as Penny turned towards them. She took one of the cloths and turned back towards Timothy, waiting while she had his full attention.

"I am going to give you a nice table bath while Miss Foster and Miss Drew hold your legs up out of the way so that I can get at your little bottom. Now try not to make a fuss and allow me proper access… will you do that for me sweetie?"

She observed the boy's acute discomfort as the two secretaries moved to either side of the massage bed. Without preamble they took hold of his legs behind his knees with their wet hands and hoisted his legs in the air. They stretched them upwards and outwards so that his bottom was lifted well above the surface of the table. Penny was delighted in seeing an expression of utter dismay appear on his face as she slapped the soapy washcloth against his buttocks and began to wash him vigorously as if he were a small child.

Timothy grunted and groaned as Penny washed him thoroughly. His face was bathed in a deep red blush as the young nurse changed washcloths several times, casually lifting his penis and testicles as she diligently washed around his pubic area.

He was in a state of pure humiliation as the young girls watched his naked body being intimately bathed and then dried by the young nurse. Gail was delighted with Penny's performance as she observed the boy's acute embarrassment. She knew that however embarrassed he felt at the moment it would be nothing compared to what she was to do to him next.

She watched as Penny finished her task, patting his plump penis as the girls released his legs down on to the table once more. She took a plastic container of Talcum Powder from the table and began to shake some of the powder onto the palm of her hand. She stood at his side so that he had an unhindered view of her, waiting patiently until she was certain that she had his full attention.

Her voice was crisp and authoritative as Timothy looked at her in dread. "Now young man, I am going to powder your bottom and your genitals so you won't get sore. Miss Drew and Miss Foster will lift your legs again, so just relax. She paused as Patricia and Geraldene hoisted his legs back into the air.

She made sure that the boy was watching her before she deliberately and deftly placed her left hand over his penis and brought her right hand up between the cheeks of his bottom. She smoothed the powder over his groin, pushing his penis from side to side as if it was of no consequence. His freshly shaven genitals felt smooth to her touch as she deliberately let her hand push his plump penis this way and that as she powdered him copiously.

She could see that he was near to tears with embarrassment as she reached for her coup de grace. She examined his face intently as she held up one of the nappies that Patricia and Geraldene had made for her. The towelling material had been neatly hemmed after Geraldene had managed to cut three of them out of one large white bath towel. The young secretary had deliberately tapered the triangle, making the diaper as brief as possible.

Timothy looked at Gail in horror as she slipped the degrading baby napkin beneath his raised buttocks, letting the ends trail down over the sides of the massage bed.

"Pleeeaaassseee… er… misss…. er… what's… er what."

The boy was blushing profusely as Patricia and Geraldene lowered his legs onto the bed and then casually pulled his legs apart so that his thighs were hanging over the sides.

"I am sorry Timothy, but Hazel has insisted that your genitals are not encumbered with tight clothing… so this seems to be the best solution."

"but… but… er miss… oh no… please no."

Gail looked at him sternly. "I know of a little boy that will be wearing a red bottom as well as a nappy if he does not remember his manners. Now Timothy, would you like me to redden your little bottom before I pin up your diaper… or would you rather lay on the bed displaying yourself to all the girls instead of me covering you?"

Timothy was too embarrassed to speak as Gail looked at him sternly. She motioned for Patricia and Geraldene to take his legs once more. Deftly the two girls grasped his legs and raised them, pushing backwards until his knees were placed to either side of his chest. He grunted and then cried out as Gail cradled his penis and testicles in her left hand, holding them up and away from between his legs.

"I warned you young man that I would not hesitate to smack your naughty little bottom in front of everyone. She raised her hand and began smacking his bottom cheeks. She surprised herself with the severity of her slaps as he writhed and moaned in utter embarrassment and torment.

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, her hand delivered a flurry of hard slaps upon his tender bottom cheeks. She could see the flesh reddening as she proceeded to smack his bottom soundly.

"Pleaaase… nooooo… missss… er I'm sorrreeee." Gail did not stop, but continued, feeling another delicious thrill course through her body as she smacked the young boy's buttocks. After about thirty sharp slaps she stopped and looked at his tear stained face.

"I will give you one more chance Timothy, are you going to be a good boy or am I going to have to punish you here in front of everyone?"

Timothy looked at her his face in shock. The slaps she had given him had been really quite painful. Did she mean that those slaps were not even part of a punishment? He knew one thing, that he did not want her to continue smacking his bottom!

"Oh please miss, I will be good a promise, I am very sorry."

"Well I hope you are. But just to make sure I am going to ask Susan to give you ten good hard slaps to your bottom, just to make sure that you remember what I have told you."

Timothy was about to protest, when he thought better of it. Susan leaned over and nonchalantly raised her hand. She smacked his bottom good and hard, her hand moving rapidly from one bottom cheek to the other as she delivered the ten smacks.

As soon as she had finished, Timothy looked up, his face turning not to Susan, but towards Gail. There were tears of humiliation in his eyes as he spoke to her, his voice tremulous and pleading. "Oh please miss, I am sooo sorry. I promise I will be good.

Gail delighted, not just in his words but in the fact that he had addressed her directly, even though it had been Susan that had been smacking his bared bottom. He spoke in such a subjugated manner that she felt a thrill run through her body. She his her delight as she spoke to him, her voice soft and low.

"Well, Timothy I will take your word that you will behave, but should you deviate from good behaviour I will be forced to punish you. Now I will powder you once more and then pin up your baby napkin between your little legs."

She spoke directly to Patricia and Geraldene. "Would lift his legs higher so that I can powder well in-between the cheeks of his little bottom? I know that little children, especially little boys, can become quite sore around their bottom and their little penises."

She watched his face flood with colour as she nonchalantly lifted his testicles and began to apply powder in-between his buttocks. She held his genitals, casually moving them this way and that, as she smoothed the fine powder all over his pubic area. By the time she had finished she could see that his penis had stiffened, although not erect, it lay fat and plump upon his lower tummy, pointing down to his navel.

She re-arranged the baby napkin on the surface of the massage table and gestured for Patricia and Geraldene to let down his legs and spread them to the sides of the bed. To the boy's utter humiliation and shame she drew up the nappy, bringing the end up between his legs and drawing the two sides together, until all three corners met at his navel.

She took the large nappy pin that Penny was holding out to her and pinned the three ends together. She stood back and looked at him. She could see how skilfully Geraldene had tapered the diaper. The part that passed between his legs was quite narrow, widening out to accommodate his penis and testicles, before narrowing again towards the pin.

The effect was that his pubic area was bare of covering. Only his penis and testicles would be hidden from view, encased in the fluffy white towelling. She knew that most of the sides of his buttocks would also be bared too when eventually she let him stand up.