A New Beginning for Laurence

Act 1

Laura was deliriously ecstatic as she hugged her long lost brother at the airport, the tears running down her face as she held him tightly. Laurence had left home almost twenty years earlier, when Laura was still a young girl and for some reason, she had pushed most memories of their childhood to a place deep within her subconscious mind. Now Larry was back and she could not wait to shower him with love and affection and to help him in every way.

Laura McKenzie was a successful young business woman. She had taken over her father’s small enterprise at an early age and had transformed it into a multi-million, worldwide success. Times had been hard at the beginning but the young woman had the talent and intelligence to turn failure into spectacular success. Now, her big brother was back in town and life could not be better.

Laurence McKenzie was his father’s favourite child. He was given an outstanding education and a large share in the family business. Everything seemed to be rosy in the garden for Laurence but then, suddenly and without explanation, he departed from both the business and the country, leaving his friends completely mystified. Now, he was back and the gossip that had followed his sudden leaving was nothing compared to that of his return. Laura was delighted to have her brother home though and she soon fixed him up with a senior position within her company. It was good to have Larry at the helm, she thought as Laura jetted off to a working holiday. She had not taken a break for many years as she worked hard to build up the business. There were problems at some of the foreign branches and Larry had persuaded her that she could spend a little time sorting them out while she also took a long and well earned vacation.

“Go babe…take all the time you want. You know I’ll look after things here. You will be kept completely informed about everything”.

Three months later, Laura’s homecoming could not have been more romantic. A limousine and expensive flowers greeted her at the airport, courtesy of her big brother, along with an apology because he could not be there in person. She was treated to a relaxing massage and a fine meal, before being driven home. Two days after that, the flowers did not smell as sweet as Laura delved deeply into the company accounts. The thriving business that she had left in the hands of her trusted brother months earlier was now close to ruin, despite the false figures that appeared in the company accounts. Within hours, Laura was meeting with her Head of Human Resources, her best friend Orla.

The source of the trouble was soon identified and all that remained to be done now was to decide upon the solution. Laura had done it before and she knew that, with hard work she could turn the tide in her favour again as far as the business was concerned. Dealing with the culprit was a more difficult matter. She had met many like her brother and she also knew that she could suck them in and spit them out without a second thought. This was her brother though and things were different. Over and over again, she studied the file that Orla had compiled. Much as it pained her, she had to admit that Larry was a good-for-nothing, womanising, alcoholic gambler, with massive debts. And he had left her company almost in ruin. Behind the façade of the successful businessman, there was a manipulative cheat and an accomplished conman. There was also research from abroad that shed light on Larry’s reasons for coming home so unexpectedly. Later that night, as Laura was falling into an uneasy slumber, long forgotten thoughts came back to trouble her. She recalled the harassment, the bullying and worse; thoughts that had been painfully buried deep within her subconscious mind. She relived those moments of terror when she listened in on the planning of what would turn out to be a violent armed robbery at her father’s business premises. She had been too afraid to speak at the time. Laura awoke from her slumber but she could not convince herself that this was just a horrible dream. She had to agree with Orla’s recommendations. Nothing less than the full adjustment programme would do for Larry. She called her brother and asked him to come to meet her at her office the next morning.

“What’s up babe? You know I don’t work Sundays”, Larry replied, with more than a hint of anger in his voice.

Larry was at Laura’s office at eight o’clock the next morning. Laura and Orla had been there since early morning and their plans were well formulated. The background of every company employee was subject to the most intense research and evaluation but Laura had made an exception in the case of her brother. Laura McKenzie was a strict but fair employer and despite being a hard-nosed business woman, she strongly believed that every person should be given a second chance. After that, errant employees were put on the New Beginning Programme or else they were suitably disposed of. Laura knew that she had gone out of her way to help her brother and that he was long past his second chance. Orla had tried to convince her that nothing less than the full re-adjustment programme would suffice here and finally, she had to agree. Laura’s personalised company training programme had returned a complete success rate in the past and there was good reason to believe that it could haul Larry back from his destructive lifestyle and help him to repay his debts, both to her and to society.      

“Hi girls. What the fuck are we doing here this time Sunday morning”, Larry snarled as he dragged his feet into the office.

“Sit down dear. We just want to go over some stuff that I missed out on when I was away”, answered Laura.

“Would you like a coffee dear? Orla, get him a coffee. I think he may need it”.

Larry sat with his head bowed in shame as many details of his past transgressions were played out, some courtesy of the extensive network of secret company CCTV and some as part of a powerful slide show that had been carefully compiled from Orla’s research over the last two months. Orla was thorough in her work and every detail was recorded in one form or another. Everything was simplified and explained and Larry was given a copy of all of the damning evidence. There was ample opportunity for him to ask questions and although he did not like the answers, he could not complain that he did not have a fair hearing. 

“What the fuck am I going to do,” Larry thought to himself as he viewed the horrible evidence?

Laura took his hand and hugged him gently. She told him how much she had been hurt by his actions and how disappointed she was. There was a hint of a tear in her eyes as she reassured him.

“We can get through this together love. There is no need to involve the police. Seven to ten years in jail is not going to do you any good. I love you and I want what is best for both of us. That’s why I want you to sign up for our New Beginning Programme. Do you think you can do that for me?”  

“What the fuck is this fucking new shit programme. You stupid bitches, who the fuck do you think you’re talking to”, Larry shouted as he became more and more agitated?

“Calm down Lar. It’s just one of those weird weekend things where you have great fun making a complete prat of yourself. I know you’ll love it. You remember Megan, the crazy blond. Well, she’s the instructor.”

Wow, did he remember Megan? Over the last couple of months, Larry had enjoyed just about the most incredible sex of his life with this blond hothead. She was a demanding and assertive little bitch but he soon put her in her place. What the hell. A weekend of fun with Megan. Nothing to lose.

Orla had an uneasy feeling about her employer’s long lost brother from the beginning. Just in case that her female intuition was right again, she had instructed one of her best tutors, Ms Megan Richards to initiate the pre-training programme. Megan soon decided that she would like to personally process this one, just for her own pleasure.

Larry was in seventh heaven when he was intimately touched by Megan. Then, for no reason, he would be denied and ignored a little. It was just an annoyance at first but over a period of time, an hour or two turned into long and frustrating days. Being nice to Megan usually did the trick It was just that, as time went on; his good behaviour was not always automatically rewarded, no matter how much he tried to please. It seemed that there was more and more work to be done before the rewards were forthcoming. Larry was not big on pleading or pleasing but for some reason, he was now becoming expert at both art forms. Megan had become like a drug that Larry could not do without and within a short time, he found himself agreeing with much of what Megan had to say. He had come to rely on her so much and he would do almost anything for that soft, feminine touch that followed their rough and erotic play.

Now, here he was, back in Megan’s lair and even his snotty sister approved. How cool was that? As soon as Larry walked in the door, he was treated like a king. Tina, the maid took his coat and handed him a drink. Megan was soon all over him, ripping off his clothes and smothering him with her luscious lips. Their game was well known to him by now. At first, either could be the top and he enjoyed it both ways. Larry liked it best though when Megan took charge, as he soon learned that the end reward would be that much better after being on the receiving end of Megan’s playful chastisement. It was all a bit of harmless fun and Megan would never go near to where he would have to use the safeword. 

Larry’s excitement continued to build as the secure blindfold was wrapped around his head. Megan took him by the hand and carefully led him down the stone steps to her ‘Playroom’, as she liked to call it. Just like many times before, Larry could feel the cold stones of the basement floor on the soles of his feet as he was led naked and blindfolded to the wooden frame in the middle of the room. He wilfully raised his arms above his head and the leather restraints were secured around his wrists. Megan kissed him gently before securing his ankles. Then she removed the blindfold.

“Larry, this is Tina. She’s going to be joining us for a while. You don’t mind, do you love?”

Wow. She has really gone overboard this time, Larry thought to himself – a threesome with the maid. Larry could not hide his excitement and his erect cock was already rock hard.

Megan put her lips close to his face as she addressed him.

“The rules are going to be a little different this time Laurence. Tina and I want to ask you some questions - nothing really difficult. We do expect honest answers though. Ready to play pet?”

Tina stood back and eyed him up and down without saying a word. Something about the look on her face made Larry uneasy as she stepped forward.

Larry was not at all happy with the questions that Tina was asking - intimate probing about his business and his personal life; things that she had no right to know about. He was not about to put up with this shit. After all, he had come here for a good time and a damn good shag.

“Piss off you silly bitches. Do you think I’m goanna talk about that stuff? Go and fuck yourselves”, he snapped.

“I am really sorry Lar”, Megan replied. “My mistake love. I should have told you about the new rules. Bad language is not allowed for a start and I’m afraid that it is punishable by six of the best for a first offence. Tina, would you mind taking the cane to his cute little bottom for me please?”

“Meg, nothing would give me greater pleasure”, the young woman replied, as she forcefully flexed her rod.

Tina raised her Perspex cane and brought it down with full force on Larry’s naked ass. Pain exploded through his body and he let out a soft moan. Although he did not like their new game that much, he would go along with it. After all, at the end, he would have them both and he could not wait. Larry bit his lip and kept the foul words under his breath as five more painful lashes were delivered by young Tina. 

More and more awkward questions followed and Larry was sick of this new game. Tina would slap his face or spit on him if there was any hesitation with his answers. She had a foul mouth and although he really loved her bad language at first, he now found her put-downs very discomforting. When he really angered her, his balls were squeezed or he got a painful kick in the ankles or between the legs. Megan had talked about how much he liked a little caning and Tina made sure that she did not spare the rod. Larry knew that this was definitely “safeword” territory. He had been a good sport, he thought but the tears in his eyes were real as he uttered that magical phrase that would lead to his release and well earned reward. Tina looked back in disgust as set her cane down on the table and Megan stepped forward.

“Oh, I’m so sorry Lar. There’s no safeword tonight. Don’t worry though. Just answer the questions honestly and you’ll be fine pet. I really don’t like it when you’re being difficult. You know I don’t like hurting you but you really must do better.”

Act 2

Several hours later, a frightened, sore and exhausted Laurence Hobbs was released from his restraints. He did not complain as he slid to the floor and was soon revived by a bucket of cold water. He was placed in a strait-jacket and led to a small padded cell. The only furniture that he could see in the dim light was the plastic bucket that he was told to use as his toilet.

Larry did not sleep very well. He hurt like hell and was utterly confused. How long had he been here? Why were they doing this to him? How could he get out of this horrible place? After what seemed like an eternality, the door of his cell was suddenly flung open and as he blinked his eyes in the bright light, the only thing that he could see from his crouched position was a pair of widely parted female legs.

“Get up you little shit”, Tina commanded as she caught him by the hair and dragged him out into the brightly lit room.

The subjects were always restrained in a strait-jacket for the first two or three days, until they had been softened up a little. Larry now had his jacket removed and without a whimper of protest, he allowed himself to be restrained by the wrists and ankles at the whipping frame. His language was now a lot more timid as he did his best to answer the endless and repetitive questions.  Megan was kind to him, except when he really displeased her. Eighteen year old Tina, on the other hand was someone who frightened him a lot. She seemed to take particular delight in whipping him without mercy. Thankfully, he was dealing with Megan for most of the time. After almost three hours of interrogation, Larry was released. Megan reassured him that he was doing the right thing. The bright lights and the video cameras had been turned off and Megan fed him a tasty snack instead of the diet of bread and water that he was getting used to. She took his throbbing cock in her hand and gave him a well earned reward. Tina was back, all too soon though, shouting loudly as she held the strait-jacket to his face and kicked him to a standing position.

Larry had no idea how long he had been confined in his cell. There was no daylight and the place was completely sound-proof. He was weak and confused as he was helped out of the cell by Megan and Tina. He made his way towards the restraints that he had come to hate. Then, he heard Megan’s soft voice behind him.

“Come on over here and sit down pet. Would you like a beer”?

Larry sat down between his two female captors as instructed and gulped down a little of the cool drink. Tina ran her hand through his hair and kissed his neck. She then took the can from his hand and drew his attention to some papers that she had placed on the coffee table in front of them. She had a kind and gentle look on her face.

“There are some things here that we want you to sign love”, she said in her soft and feminine voice.

Larry added his signature to all of the legal looking documents and as soon as he had complied, Tina handed back his can of beer. She then slid her hand between his legs. Maybe she was not so bad after all, Larry thought. After he had been brought to a climax, Larry was encouraged to clean up and stand in the middle of the room. Much to his relief, there was no strait-jacket this time. Instead, Megan produced a plastic, cage-like device and Tina placed it over his prick and balls. The chastity device was locked in place and Megan kissed him gently on the cheek before she led him back to his cell.

Over the following days, Larry put his signature to many documents. Most of them were accounts of confessions that he had made during periods of questioning; others were legal documents but he never got the chance to know what they contained. The endless filming continued and he hated the bright lights and cameras almost as much as Tina’s cane.

Larry had to agree that he had done some really bad things and that his life would be much better after he had completed the programme. He was still naked apart from the horrible device that painfully restrained his cock. The beatings had become less frequent and less severe though. The more confessions that Larry signed, the better things seemed to get for him. Now, he would sign almost anything that would ease the pain.

“Come on out love. You have a visitor”, Megan beamed as she opened the cell door.

Larry adjusted his eyes to the bright light and slowly lifted his head.

“Hi dear. How are you”, called the familiar voice?

“Stand up pet and let your sister see you”, Tina demanded. “You know the drill. Come out here and stand up straight, hands on top of your head”.

Larry desperately wanted to cover his nakedness as Tina removed his prick cage. He could feel his sister’s piercing eyes examine him from head to toe but he did not dare to move. Finally, Laura stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him, giving him a huge hug.

“I’m so proud of you love. I knew you could do it. Sit down here and let me see you. There is so much that we have to catch up on”.

As Larry sipped the last of his tea, Laura squeezed his hand and looked into his eyes.

“There are some things that we have to talk about pet”, she said. “You don’t mind if we have a little chat”?

Larry shook his head in agreement.

“You know you have not been well dear. Do remember when the doctors came to see you after you came in here. They examined you for hours…you must remember. Well Lar, they think that I should take care of you until you’re better. You’re just not able to look after your affairs right now”.

“But….but”, Larry blurted out.

“Don’t worry about a thing pet. This is the Court Certificate that makes me your legal guardian and I promise to take really good care of you. A nice lady has agreed to buy your Ferrari, although it’s hard to get a good price for that type of car at such short notice”.

Larry shook his head in disbelief. “Please Laura. I’m fine and well able to look after myself. Just get me out of this place immediately and whatever you do, don’t let anyone touch my car”.

“Sorry Lar. We had to clear everything out along with the furniture. The house is goin’ under the hammer at the end of the month and it has to be a clean sale”.

“You can’t sell my house Laura. It’s in my name. It’s our family home. You just can’t do it. You have no right…”

“Succcch. Don’t be getting yourself all excited pet. Do you not remember signing the house over to me. Same time as we transferred your share of the business. Don’t you worry about a thing love? As soon as you’re well enough, you’ll be coming to live with me. Oh, by the way, do you want any little memento or keepsake before the auction. I’m very sorry pet but all of your personal stuff has to be cleared out. I’m giving most of it to charity and the rest can go in the rubbish skip.”

“Listen Laura. I’m begging you. Please get me out of here. I’m a different person now and I know how much pain I caused you. Just get me out of here and I’ll show you how much I’ve changed.”

“I know you have pet. Just be patient and you’ll be out in no time. We had to close your bank accounts, not that there was much in them, but don’t worry about a thing. I am going to give you a little allowance for looking after the housework and other chores for me until you get better. ”

Laura reached down and took Larry’s erect prick in her hand. “Any trouble with this little thing girls”, she asked as she turned to Megan and Tina.

“Not a bit”, Tina replied. “He’s a very good little boy. Aren’t you pet?”

“Yes Ms Tina”, Larry answered meekly. 

“Better keep him under lock and key though, just to be sure”, Laura spoke in jest.

“I seem to remember that he was very, very fond of playing with the little thing”.

“Not any more Laura. Meg and I are the only ones who play with it now. It’s amusing though – the poor dear will do ‘most anything for his wee moment of glory. The little thing can give them so much comfort.”

“Is he ready for Module 2 then”, Laura enquired, as if Larry was not in the same room?

Megan put down her cup with an apprehensive look on her face. “Better give him some more time here. For some reason, he wants to cling on to some of those useless masculine traits. Look at these pictures. His makeup is a mess - he just can’t get the hang of it.”

“He has made good progress though”, Tina interjected. “Stand up and walk across the room pet”, she ordered as she poked Larry with the toe of her shoe.

“Not bad”, Laura exclaimed, as she watched her brother’s girly walk to the door and back. “We’ll make a lady of you yet”.

“Think I’ll give Michelle a call. No harm in having a professional give him some one to one beauty advice. His makeup really is a mess.”  

                               Act 3

Several weeks later, Laurence Hobbs was accompanied to his sister’s house, carrying his now meagre belongings in a small plastic bag. Laura was there to welcome him to her home. She showed him to his room and then took him by the hand as she led him into the living room.

“Lar, I’m so thrilled to have you home. There’s loads for you to do around here so you won’t need to wander very far. You’ll get the shopping done at the new complex that we just passed. It’s only a five minute walk away so going that far won’t trigger your electronic tag. I just need a receipt for everything that is spent, and I mean everything pet. Now, listen to me. There are two places there that you must never, ever go to but all of the other shops are just fine.”

“Where can’t I go”, Larry asked, thinking that there could be at least some release from his open prison.

“Keep out of the Bookmaker’s Shop and the Public House pet. I really mean it so don’t ever let me catch you in either of those places”, Laura warned. “No gambling and no alcohol, not ever. Do I make myself clear pet?”    

“Yes Ms Laura.”

“Anyway, I got this really cute little gadget on the net. It’s supposed to be for training doggies but it works on other pets as well. Now, let’s see how it fits you. Great, just your size.”

Laura pressed the test button and her brother danced about the room in severe pain.

“Opps. Sorry dear. Didn’t mean to put it on a high setting. Don’t worry though. We’ll keep it on low to medium for now. Just be careful though when you go out shopping – it goes off automatically every thirty seconds if you step out of the control zone.”

Larry worked away diligently, taking care of the domestic chores as Laura went off to her office every day. He also did most of the low grade company secretarial work during any spare time. Her meal was prepared and the house was always spotlessly clean upon her return. The re-decorating was an annoyance to her though. She just could not decide which colours she liked best and as Larry was almost finished with a room, she just knew that another colour would look better and she had him start again. She had to get it right before she hosted her next party.

Larry’s cousin Mary was an occasional visitor to the house but thankfully, she had never observed any aspect of his new predicament. She often remarked to Laura that she was a very lucky woman, having such a helpful brother about the place.

Mary warmly greeted her cousin Larry and as he followed her into the living room, she enquired: “Any luck with the horses Lar. Just saw you leaving the Bookies?”

Laura sprang to her feet like a lioness about to pounce on her prey. “Did you say that you saw him coming out of the Bookmaker’s Shop?”

“Yeah. Guess he didn’t win. He wasn’t too happy lookin’. Were you Lar”, Mary replied?

Laura calmed herself down and thought for a moment. She then pointed to the hall door as she addressed her brother. “Get ready for a P.S., right now”.

Larry knew that he was in big, big trouble. He could be completely certain about one thing. The dreaded punishment spanking or P.S. as Laura referred to it would definitely come and there was absolutely nothing that he could do to change that. The really horrible thing would be having to endure it in Mary’s presence.  

“I’m sorry beyond words Ms. Laura. I am begging you – could you please postpone it until later? Please……It was just a moment of weakness and it will never happen again. Please, please, can we leave it ‘till later.”

“Oh, you will be sorry, no doubt about that. Now, you have ten seconds to be out that door or your punishment will be doubled. One…two…. three…”

Mary watched in disbelief, not knowing what to make of it all as her cousin Larry made a hasty retreat from the room. Larry hurried to his bedroom, where he quickly undressed. He knew that he was in a lot of trouble. A punishment spanking was reserved for serious misbehaviour and it was something that Laura had sometimes threatened but had not often delivered. She got the idea from an item on the internet, by a Mistress Katelyn West. The piece was called “How To Give Your Husband a Punishment Spanking”. Laura reckoned that it would fit the bill for her foolish brother if he ever stepped out of line again. She liked to follow Ms West’s instructions to the letter at times but other times she also used some of her own ideas.

Larry pulled on his sheer Punishment Panties as they were called but they did very little to protect his modesty. How could he go back to the living room with Mary waiting there? He looked at the time and he knew that he could not hang about any longer. There was nothing else for it – he had to go. He stood shivering outside of the living room door for a while, hoping that their guest would have left but alas, he could still hear two voices. He forced himself to open the door and he walked up the floor to the middle of the room. Mary sat watching, open mouthed with disbelief at first. Then, she got out of her chair with a wide grin on her face.

“Sorry I got you into trouble Lar. I honestly didn’t know about your little secret. Laura has explained it all to me now. I’ll go if you want Lar. Do you want me to leave?”

Larry knew that one of the rules stated that he could never ask a witness to leave when he was about to receive a P.S. Much as it pained him to say it, his answer was:

“No, Ms Mary”.

Laura stepped forward and caught her brother by the chin. “Would you like to explain to me why you were seen coming out of the Bookmaker’s Shop?”

Before Larry could answer, she put her nose close to his face. “Is that the smell of beer that I’m getting? Have you been drinking?”

“I’m very sorry Ms. Laura. I just had one bet and a couple of beers. I swear, it was nothing more than that”, Larry explained but he knew very well that his words would do little to ease the coming pain.

“Guess you don’t listen good, do you love? What have I told you about gambling and drinking, huh? And where did you get the money?”

“You told me, ‘no gambling and no drinking, ever’, Ms Laura”.

“And what did you do, huh”, Laura replied as she hit her brother a sharp slap across the face. “And the money….?”

“I saved a little from my allowance and borrowed the rest from a friend that I met at the mall”, Larry replied with fear in his eyes.

Laura hit her brother another slap across the face. “No gambling”…SLAP…”No drinking”….SLAP….. “Stupid idiot”….. SLAP…. “You will learn”….SLAP…”

“Looks to me like we’ll have to review your allowance seeing you have money to throw away. I feel so let down by you right now. Think I’ll have to send you back to Megan and Tina and start all over. No, no, I’m not doing that. Hell, I’m going to sort you out myself. Your punishment starts right here and right now and is open ended – it will end when I’m satisfied that you have well and truly learned your lesson.”

“Your privileges are withdrawn until further notice and that’s just for beginners. Now get to the corner and think about what you have coming. No looking around, no fidgeting, no talking and keep your hands by your sides.”

Larry was soon standing in a corner of the room, facing the wall. Mary meanwhile could not contain her excitement as Laura explained a little more about Cousin Larry’s new situation. Was Laura really going to cane his bum right there in front of her eyes, Mary thought? After the ladies had finished drinking their tea, Laura called to her brother.

“Come on over here now”, she commanded as she addressed him in a loud and stern tone of voice.  

Larry walked slowly to the middle of the room. He could see the cane and the tawse resting on the coffee table and his cousin Mary observing him acutely. Laura did not speak as she caught hold of his knickers and lowered them to the ground, before ordering him to step out of them. Laura then unlocked and removed his cage and pointed to the armchair. Larry stood at the side of the chair, his now unrestrained and fully erect cock, as well as his complete nakedness adding greatly to his sense of humiliation. He bent over, resting his hands on the seat.  

Mary watched with interest as Laura examined the thin cane and the split leather strap. She had read about things like this but never ever thought for a moment that they were used in real life. She thought about her friend Dorothy and her cheating husband, Ken and their marriage difficulties. She wondered if perhaps this could be the perfect solution to Dorothy’s problems.

Laura stood behind her brother with the cane in her hand. “You need to learn dear and you need to learn good. You can be damn sure about one thing – I will change your behaviour. How dare you disobey me? How dare you? You’re going to remember this for a while.”

Laura favoured rapid-fire strokes of the cane. Her objective was to sting as opposed to bruising and she did not want to give Larry time to mentally recover before the next swat arrived. She had soon perfected her wrist action and could easily deliver more than sixty swats in one minute. She found that a couple of minutes usually did the trick but she always varied the time so that Larry could never guess when his punishment would be over. Larry’s moans became louder as the cane repeatedly bit into his naked bottom and upper thighs. Soon, his moaning gave way to loud wailing and before long; Larry could not hold back the tears. Laura totally ignored his pleading and continued with the punishment, much to Mary’s amazement. When she was satisfied that the lesson had been delivered, Laura stood back and ordered her brother to stand up. Larry could not control the tears that streamed down his face.

“Hold out both hands”, Laura ordered in a calm but assertive voice.

Larry held out his hands and received six lashes of the tawse on each palm. Laura then stroked his erect prick with the leather.

“Get rid of that”, she sternly rebuked.

Larry knew what he had to do. He rushed to the kitchen and fetched the dog dish. Upon his return, he immediately took his penis in his hand and started to bring himself to a climax. Mary was shocked by what she had just witnessed but she could not hide her excitement and approval. As Larry was squirting his cum into the dish, Mary gave him a loud and standing round of applause. Laura took the plate and held it to Larry’s mouth. He licked it clean within a minute, as Mary lay back in her chair, unable to control her laughter.

“Gather up all of your male clothes and bring them here”, Laura ordered. “You won’t be needing those for a while”. After Larry had deposited his clothes on the floor, Laura lifted his penis cage and handed it to Mary. “Would you like to cage your naughty little cousin, Mary”, she enquired. Mary took particular delight in forcing his cock into the plastic cage and snapping the brass padlock. She savoured the look of dejection on Larry’s face as he moved wearily to the corner, to begin his second period of Corner Time.

“Know what would be great fun”, Mary exclaimed? “Why don’t we get him to write a letter to his best friend?”

“Writing a letter – too easy. I prefer to give him five hundred lines or a spelling test”, Laura replied.

“This little letter will be just, a teeny, weeny little bit hard for him to write”, Mary smirked, as she whispered a few words in Laura’s ear.

“He’s not that way inclined though”, Laura answered, with a shocked look on her face. “Hell, why not. It makes it all the more interesting, doesn’t it?”

“I know, Laura. That’s what makes it so exciting. We really must improve his writing skills, mustn’t we”, Mary replied.

Before long, Larry was writing a long letter to his friend, Kenneth. In his best hand-writing, he told Ken how he had always admired and fancied him. He told his friend how he had dreamed about making passionate love to him and how much he looked forward to wrapping his lips around his beautiful cock.

“Imagine the scene when these two meet again”, Mary laughed. 

Act 4

Two weeks had passed since his humiliation in front of Cousin Mary and Larry was working long and hard to make sure that the place was clean and orderly. He had scrubbed the house from top to bottom, had prepared the food and everything was ready. He had begged Laura to let him have some of his male clothes back but all to no avail. How was he going to do the daily shopping, he asked in hope?

“It’s not my problem love. You got yourself into this mess so you figure out how to deal with it. Anyway, you can wear your slacks and one of your tops.”

“I can’t go out in that. There is not even a pocket to carry money in. Please Ms; can I have some of my clothes back”?

“Guess you’ll have to bring your purse or handbag, won’t you pet? And another thing. I want you to do the shopping at five in the evening, just when it is really busy. You might meet your friend there and you can pay back that money that you borrowed from him for your drinking and gambling.”

Larry tried hard to melt into the background as he walked through the shopping mall in his black slacks and light blue top. He felt that the shop assistants were sniggering as he took the money from his purse. After two weeks, he was sort of getting used to it all but then came another bombshell. Laura had just informed him that it was time for her next party.

“Lar, don’t fuss so much. It’s just a few friends this time. Now, straighten up that uniform and touch up your lipstick. They’ll be here any minute.”

This was the moment that Larry had been dreading most of all. He knew how ridiculous he looked; dressed in his short black skirt, white blouse, black tights and his little frilly pink apron. He still found it difficult to keep his makeup tidy and worse than that, the heels were impossible to walk in. He stood there like a rabbit caught in the headlights as the doorbell rang.

“Go and answer the door pet”, Laura instructed. “It’s only a couple of friends.”

Laurence Hobbs walked that long journey to the front door and he slowly turned the handle. His humiliation turned to sheer horror as he saw the two people who were standing on the doorstep. His former work colleague and best friend, Ken and his wife Dorothy looked at each other and stepped inside but not before their laughter echoed loudly around the lobby of house.

“Hi guys. Good to see you. Looks like you’ve met Rose. Isn’t she sweet?” 

“Wow. You wicked girl. Is that really your brother? He is so cute in his little skirt”, Dorothy laughed. “This little prick has been really, really naughty”, she added, as she pushed her husband Ken into the room. “What are we going to do with you at all, Kenny dear”?

Dorothy was at a very low ebb after she had discovered that her husband Kenneth had been cheating on her right from the beginning of their marriage. Then, her friend Mary arrived at her doorstep one evening, unable to contain her excitement.

“You’ll never guess what happened at Laura’s last night”, she blurted out between fits of giggles.

That night, Mary and Dorothy trawled the web and learned a great many things. Before the night was out, Dorothy had ordered a couple of canes and other useful implements, with a lot of help from her friend. Armed with their new-found knowledge and the correct tools, it was not long before they had brought Kenneth under control. However, he still had a long way to go and much pain to endure before his foolish acts would be forgiven. For a variety of reasons, Kenneth was not looking forward to the visit to Laura’s house.

Dorothy sat down and told her friend Laura all about her husband’s cheating and his heart breaking betrayal of their marriage vows. Both of them agreed that it was time for drastic action.   

Ken was soon naked and feeling the full force of the cane that Dorothy so expertly wielded? After the job had been completed to Dorothy’s satisfaction, Laura dried his tears with a tissue and held him close.

“Kenny, pet. You know you must do better. You don’t want to end up like Lar, do you”, Laura advised?

Dorothy sipped a little more of her wine and as she set down her glass, she exclaimed that she had come up with what she considered to be a most beautiful and romantic idea.

“Lar, Rose or whoever you are. Go and fetch a few pairs of your tights.”

Larry was sent to fetch several pairs of his used tights (pantyhose) and upon his return; he was commanded to strip naked and to stand close to, and opposite his friend Kenneth in the middle of the room. The two men were soon tightly bound together, face to face.

“Now guys, I’m really serious about this”, Dorothy exclaimed. “I want to see you pansies kissin’ each other for the next hour or more and I want to see passion. I want lots of tongue action and plenty of groping. You little pansies are no good at pleasing a woman so the least you can do is entertain us. My cane here says that you can do it, really, really good. Now, get snogging you useless little worms”. 

Larry could not bear the thought of touching another man, not alone having to exchange saliva with him for the next hour. He let his lips touch Ken’s very lightly and he could see that Ken was equally disgusted with what they had been ordered to do. Dorothy rose to her feet and flexed her cane.

“Now girls, that just won’t do at all”, she said. “Larry darling, I want you to kiss my cheating little wanker of a husband for me”, she added as she hit Larry three sharp slaps across his thighs. She then took his hands and placed them around Ken’s head.

“There you go girls. Now, let’s see some action”, she laughed.

There was no escape from this horror, Larry thought as he took a hold of Ken’s head and brought his lips to the other man’s mouth. Several more lashes of Dorothy’s cane soon encouraged both men to indulge in the most passionate of petting. Any slacking off was discouraged by an enthusiastic application of the cane and tawse, as Dorothy and Laura sat back and enjoyed their wine and gossip.

“Know what I’ve been thinking” Laura remarked as she walked around Ken and her brother. “These two love-birds are getting on so well. Look at them – they’re just so made for each other. Why don’t we leave them here while you and me get ready and we’ll all go out on the town? See if we can pick up a couple of nice young hunks”.

“What a brilliant idea Laura”, Dorothy replied. “Remember, no slacking off now. We’ll be keeping an eye on you. Back soon girls.” 

A couple of hours later, Laura and Dorothy along with their young men, accompanied by Larry and Kenneth, made themselves comfortable at the bar of the new club on Castle Street. Larry tried to keep a low profile but the women were in a buoyant mood and they insisted that they should all sit at the bar. Larry sipped nervously at his glass of water and looked around, fearing that someone would recognise him despite the blond wig and the heavy makeup. Ken sat beside him, encouraged by the others in the company to hold him tightly by the waist and to occasionally slip his other hand up under Larry’s short little floral dress. It was soon apparent that most of the people who were enjoying themselves around the room were same-sex couples.

“I’m bored with this”, Dorothy exclaimed to Laura after they had spent more than an hour at the “Hold Me Close Club”. “Why don’t you and me and these gorgeous young studs move on to somewhere else”.

“What about the lovers here”, Laura laughed as she turned to Kenneth and her brother, Larry?

“Oh, never mind them. It’s only a four mile walk back to your place, isn’t it”, Dorothy replied. “Throw them a key for the fuckin’ front door. They look like they need the fresh air”.

“Should we give them the cab fare”, Laura asked, with a smile on her face, “Or would they rather walk home?”

“Don’t be silly Laura. Can’t you see how much they love each other? The walk should do them good”.

Laura slapped her brother gently on the cheek, saying “You be good now – no naughty stuff on your first date, do you hear?” She then joined Dorothy and their two young men in the taxi and waved her brother a fond adieu.

Laurence Hobbs straightened up his little floral dress and started out on the long journey home, accompanied by his friend Kenneth. This was truly a new beginning for Laurence.