How wrong Could I be....
I had been stripped naked by a 12 year old, had my _d_i_c_k_ compared to a 10 year olds; humiliated by the pair of them then spanked, belted and caned by their dad till I screamed for mercy - and had to ask that same 12 year old if he was happy.
As a 14 year old I Had never been so embarrassed or humiliated. I was just waiting for the word to be able to leave my corner, get dressed and carry on. It would be bad enough having to spend the rest of the week with Tim and Scott. Both were already taking the piss, as the three of us had been left alone in the front room. My naked red and sore, forced to stand in the corner with my hands on my head, the other two playing games or watching TV. At one stage a Scott's best from next door appeared at the open window and evidently couldn't believe his eyes, although he knew of my uncles methods!
"That's my cousin Simon who's just been beaten for bullying my brother" giggled Scott to his little friend. "You should have seen him - he's been bawling his eyes out like a baby"
"Why don't you shove off - or I'll get the pair of you later" I started....
However, Tim had other ideas "You wont be getting anyone for a while - you want my dad to know what you just said!!"
"No, no I don't. Don't tell him please" I stammered
"Just keep quiet and stay where you are" finished Tim
"Simon doesn't look much older then us," replied Scott's mate, "Surprised he managed it - Tim's massive! Look at his bum though - your dad really spanked him. That's the end of it eh?"
Scott giggled again, "That's not the end of it. You know what my dad's like."
With this my ears really pricked up. I was looking forward to getting my pants back on and getting back to being 'Me' rather than standing around like a naked little boy. What could Scott possible mean?
"Yeah," replied Scott's little friend "I remember what happened to you last year!"
I was really straining to hear this - what with the traffic outside and the TV, I was only getting bits of it. Suddenly I gathered that my beating was definitely NOT the end of it. The next bit was less clear - more traffic and Tim switched to MTV! All I could hear was that Tim clearly had been in trouble; My Uncle had evidently made him do something stupid outside that made his mates laugh at him; then they must of mentioned something that Tim heard, cause he shouted at them both to 'Shove off' with which they responded something about their old school uniform before completely collapsing in laughter. Because of the contagious nature of their laugh, I couldn't help smiling; Tim though was obviously rather sensitise and was soon right behind me whispering, "You bender; if you reckon this is over you are so wrong; just wait till dad gets back in here." and then gave me three really hard slaps to my beaten ass. He was definitely strong; not only did they throw me off balance, on top of all else I received, it started more tears from my eyes. With this, he laughed and stalked off out of the room
Hearing my sniffs, Scott's mate said "your right, he's a real baby isn't he? Tim barely touched him. So what's you dad going to do to him?"
With a real sickening feeling, I suddenly recalled little Tim's punishment requirement from before my bum was so severely spanked. It was a weeks 'regression'. Bits of the jigsaw were suddenly falling into place, My Uncles comments, Tim's snide little remarks and even Scott's gossip to his mate; the next week was going to be a hell to show me to respect my little 12 y. o. cousin. I felt sick, and standing there naked, hands on head, I strained to listen in to the 10 year olds conversation to get any clue about what was likely to happen to me.
"Well, Dad reckons Simon has really been mean. You know Tim got a black eye, well Dad is sure that Simon really hurt him - he is older after all- so he wants to make sure Simon respects people and acts his age. Its really funny because Tim isn't hurt at all - you know how hard he is!! Dad asked Tim to get Simon ready for his beating - so he stripped Simon naked. You should see his willy - its really tiny. Tim keeps calling him a 'Bender', which I think is because he is such a girl!"
The pair of them piped up with a session of 'bender boy' which got them giggling like mad
That was enough for me, "Why don't the pair of you just _f_u_c_k_ OFF!" I yelled. But suddenly I was chilled.
"You just haven't learned have you?" It was my uncle back in the room. He came over to me and pulled me around out of the corner so I could see the fury in his face. "Your Cousin was right, a beating isn't enough for you - you seem intent on making those younger and weaker than you somehow scared of you. Scott is only 10! Well its going to stop right now. Stay exactly where you are and don't say a thing!"
With that he stalked out of the room and went upstairs, leaving me facing the pair of ten year olds in my full nakedness . He called for Tim and sent him down to the lounge - meanwhile I could hear him moving around forcefully in Tim and My room upstairs.
"Yeah your right" piped up Scott's little friend. "his willy is tiny! Your dad is really cross too - what you think will happen?" Scott couldn't answer, as Tim had arrived and was demanding what was going on
"Simon's swore at us, and Dad caught him" giggled Scott. "Simon's really going to get it now isn't he Tim?!"
Tim turned towards me and walked over with a truly evil grin on his face "Hehehe; said this was enough for you and that this was going to be the end of your punishment. He's changed his mind now - now you really will be my little cousin!!"
"Wh..whats do you mean?" I asked suddenly more scared - though anticipating the answer from what I had already heard.
"Are you a completely disobedient, naughty little boy" demanded my Uncle, striding into the room. I went bight red while by little cousins giggled. "When I said no talking, I mean it Simon! Even little Scott over there understands that much. I really have seen you in a new light today young man. Not only are you a bully but you are also incapable of following any instructions at all aren't you?"
I dropped my head looking down at my naked body, "no Sir" I mumbled.
With that, he called Tim and Scott to take seats on the couch. Scott said good bye to his mate whilst my Uncle led me to the middle of the room (my hands still on my head and REALY tired by now).
"Boys, what we have in front of us is a naughty little boy who has no respect for others or instructions he is given. He is with us for a week, and in that I think we need to show him what we mean by respect as far as this family is concerned.
"Simon. From now on you must treat all three of us as the same; any one of us will give you instructions and you will carry them out to the letter or be punished. If Scott or Tim feel you are being disobedient, then they will punish you though any means they see fit. Follow their instructions - because if they tell me you have been difficult - I will repeat this afternoons session. Do you understand?!"
"But uncle; I've apologised - I didn't mean it all ; you don't unders......"
"Quiet! You threatened Scott and his friend who are only 10; I was right here and heard! As far as you are concerned, you are now just 8 years old, and will be treated us such from now on.(turning to Scott and Tim) I am encouraging both of you, AND your friends, to bully Simon as you see fit this week. Well see how he likes it. Now then., if Simon is only 8 - what did you do that Simon should be doing?"
"But Uncle," I whined, "I'm 14 years old - you cant do this to me"
With that I hung my head low. Throughout all of this, Tim had his eyes right on my _d_i_c_k_, and the pair of them had been grinning like all their Christmases and birthdays had come at once. Tim could be a right _s_h_i_t_ at the best of times; Scott though I wasn't sure about; only 10 I'm sure he'd get up to mischief, especially being on the end of Tim's _s_h_i_t_ all his life.
"We wore shorts" piped up Scott, "had to have a bath at 5.30 and were send to bed by 6.30!"
"yeah," agreed Tim, "and we wore just a t shirt after our bath, before bed and to bed"
You used to spank often me when we went out" continued Scott.
"He still does", Laughed Tim, to Scott's embarrassment.
"Well not only are you gong to be treated as a little boy by us all, you must also learn to respect us all - so you must do any jobs we say for the rest of the week" finished my Uncle. With that he turned to Tim and Scott. "Boys, think of Simon here as your little cousin who's been sent to us to learn good behaviour. You need to teach him respect; any one who feels that little Simon has been naughty may punish him in anyway they see fit and that applies to anyone who comes into contact with him.
"But Uncle" I whined "I'm 14. Its not fair, look at their faces. You know they are going to make the most of this"
"Well you should have thought of that young man before you started your bullying. Perhaps you'll remember that as YOU are bullied by Tim and Scott. Believe me, if I learn form either of them that you have not listened to them, not followed their instructions or followed any of their punishments, I will be going through another session like this afternoon - only much worse. Do I make myself clear"
"Y. y..y....yes uncle" I stammered
"Good. You may take your hands off your head now. Just so there's no misunderstanding. I want you to stand in front of your big cousin and read out what I've written on this paper" with this he passed me a small square of paper, which I quickly read....with complete disbelief.
"I.....I.... I....I cant read this Sir....please don't make me" I Said looking up at him. But seeing his steeling face, I realised I wasn't going to get out of this at all.
"GET ON WITH IT!" he shouted making all of us jump. I approached Tim first.
"Tim, I've been a naughty selfish little boy" I started. "As your little cousin I need your help to make sure I grow up to be just like you. Please see that I follow your example by setting me tasks so I will know how to respect others. If you ever feel I'm not trying hard enough, or that I need help to see that what I have done is wrong...." with this I stopped and looked at Tim to see his grinning little face. I wanted to smack him one right there!
"Carry On Simon" growled my uncle
".....please pull down my pants and spank my bare bottom until you feel I have learned my lesson." With this I went bright red (and red as my bottom!). However it was the last bit that was causing me most grief. "I need you to know you can do this anytime, so please will you give me a spanking right now?"
Tim thought all his Christmases had arrived at once, "Of course I will little cousin, I will gladly spank your bum right now and will do anytime you need it." With that, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. "over my lap then Si". As I lowered myself over Tim's lap, he began to spank my tender bum. After all I received it wasn't long before I was snivelling again. Tim soon stopped though and I was pushed back to my feet.
"Can I get dressed now please uncle" I snivelled.
"Not just yet Son, I want you to read this to Scott"
My heart sank. "But please, he's only 10. Its not fair."
"Yes but how old are you? " he asked threateningly
I looked down at my feet and mumbled "Im only 8, Sir"
"And what does that make you?"
"Scott's little cousin" I sulked going bright red
"So tell him what you have to say"
I glanced down at the paper, and once again couldn't believe what I was about to say. "Scott I've been a very naughty selfish little boy, and even though I'm only 8 yeas old, I should know much better. As you are a big boy, (I paused).....please will you be in charge of me? I need you to help me follow the rules, to put me to bed, to help me find some little friends, to be helpful to you and your big brother, Tim and Uncle David and of course to punish me when I mess up.
I paused again, struggling to get the next bit out...."because I am only 8, I need my bottom spanked regularly. When you think I need it, please will you pull down my pants and spank me - wherever and whatever we are doing. I need you to know you can do this anytime, so please will you give me a spanking right now?"
As I was saying all this Scot was looking even more surprised than I was when I stared all this. With everything I said his eyes widened and mouth opened in utter shock. Now I had stopped, and it was sinking in, he began to laugh and shout excitedly "Am I really in Charge of Simon dad?"
"Yes Son, you keep on the straight and narrow, if Simon disobeys you or answers back or is lippy with you or any of your friends, you just pull down his pants and spank his bottom - or do anything you want to teach him these lessons over the net week. If he disobeys you in any way, you tell me and he will be a very sorry little boy"
Scott looked up at me with glee and ran his eyes over my body, eyes resting on my _d_i_c_k_. "He doesn't look like an 8 year old Dad"
"I know - but Tim knows how to cure that from his last punishment, don't you Tim" Smiled uncle David
"Wh....what do you mean " I stammered "Haven't you all done enough to me"
"I don't think so Simon, anyway , you'll see" replied Uncle, "Now, Scott, didn't Simon ask you for something?"
"You mean....I really can spank your bum any time?!" he giggled
I looked at my 10 year old cousin, in his shorts and t shirt showing some sort of dinosaur, and then at my stern faced uncle and answered "I guess so Scott"
"Kewl!! - well here's your first bare bum spanking from me then" and with that he pulled me over his knee, my _d_i_c_k_ making contact with his hairless thigh as I got into position for his first spanking. His spanks didn't really hurt at first, but he soon got into it, and before I knew it I was wriggling uncomfortably and sobbing. Here I was being spanked bare by a 10 year old and blubbing like an 8 year old. When he finally stopped he let me up and said
"There - you'll be getting a lot more of that little cous if you step out of line. Aawwww look at you cry like a baby. Shall I get the baby a nappy" he giggled
"Nooo, I'm OK - just let me get dressed" I said turning to my uncle
"I thought I heard you asking Scott to be in charge of you", so you should be asking Scott that sort of thing from now on. And you better be nice that's all I can say," Said Uncle David.
With that I turned sullenly to Scott "please may I get dressed Scott?"
"Not now Si, its past 5.30, you should be getting ready for bed, you know that little boys like you need their sleep. Let me take you upstairs and show you what you need to do."
With that Scott took me by the hand and led me, naked , up the stairs, as we went up to the bathroom, he said "its all right though, you can watch cartoons for half-an-hour before you get off to bed." With that we entered the Bathroom, and he turned on the shower. "Get yourself clean Si."
"Hang on Scott", said Tim. He had in his hand a tube of lotion. He tuned to his brother and they whispered to each other giggling. Scott then turned to me.....
"You gotta rub this in to yourself before you shower" tuning to his brother and winking "Its a mild soap for little boys"
"What do you mean," I demanded "I'm not doing anything of the sort"
"MMmm, you want your bum spanked little boy?" mocked Scott "you Know what you have to do - or you want me to get Dad?"
"No, no I'll do it honest" I stammered, thinking of my red ass, "Do what you want." After all what can a bit of soap do. With that, Scott squirted bits all over my body - mainly on my legs and around my _d_i_c_k_, ass and armpits - where I would normally soap up anyway. I rubbed it in as Scott demanded - it stank! It was only as I was going to turn on the shower that I smelled a rat.
"No! You gotta wait 5 minutes" sniggered Scott, "you can shower off then"
"What you mean - let me see that" with that I yanked out the bottle from Scott's hand, who was protesting loudly. As I stood naked and stinking in the bath I read the label of the bottle.....IMMAC HAIR REMOVER!! Panicking, I turned to the shower to begin to undo the damage, but Scott's hand was on the taps..
"You touch those and you will be spanked so hard, and I will tell dad."
"Please mate I cant loose all my pubes, the lads at school will give me hell" I pleaded
"That's tough" retorted Scott giggling, then spanking my bum 5 times , "in just a few more minutes, that hair your so proud of will be in the plug hole, and you will look even more like the 8 year old you now are!! So just stand there and let it work - or you want another spanking?"
I knew there was no way out; if I struggled I'd just get another spanking, and I'd still have to go through the treatment. So I just stood there stinking of chemicals, naked and staring at my new 'minder' who was clearly beside himself with the power he now had over me. "I've always been good to you," I whined "why are you doing this to me? Just be nice and we can forget all about it" I pleaded.
Sniggering, "Come on little cousin, you best get used to this. Your only 8 and have to do exactly what I say, after all ..what did you say I could do anytime you acted up only a few minutes ago?!"
"Spank me" I admitted humbly
"hehehehe, that's right. And you've always been so proud that you are so much older that me , and even Tim. Now you are being made so much younger"
"Best remember your just a little boy now Si" chipped in Tim walking into the bathroom, "and I'm so much looking forward to spanking your bum whenever you need it little boy!" With that he pulled down the front of his shorts to reveal the new tufts of pubic hair that his was so proud of. "when you get anything like this back, you can boss me around!!" With that, Scott turned on the shower and tossed me a bar of soap
"Get Clean" he commanded, and with that I started to run the bar over my body, feeling with sickening reality, hair falling away from me, the two boys looking on. As I looked down I could see the extent of the effect of the cream, as hair was clogging the bath plug and the bath started filling up with water. "Let me help" giggled Scott as he pushed a soaped up bath brush towards my groin and started scrubbing my pubes
"Yeeeooow get off" I protested
"Quiet, don't be such a baby" said Scott slapping my bum once more and scrubbing at my armpits, ass, pubes and legs with the backbrush. I stood there contemplating what had become; me a 14 year old, standing naked being scrubbed clean by my little cousin; the shame and the pain of my ass had me sobbing quietly to myself.
"Ha, the little boy is crying" Grinned Tim looking on, "maybe this really isn't so unlike him, eh Scott; he really is a little bender boy eh?"
"Yeh he's a bender aright, He's such a girl" With that he turned on the shower full blast and left me there for a few minutes feeling the water over my sore ass. The water was then turned off, and Scott handed me a towel. "There you go, Bender! Dry off!" As I started drying myself I looked down and realised that he cream had done its job too well - there was not a hair on my body. Within 5 minutes I had lost any sign of being a teenager - as the boys had pointed out earlier that my _d_i_c_k_ was nothing to be proud of at that age - in all honesty Tim, what with his build, his _d_i_c_k_, and his pubes, looked every inch the teen I was supposed to be.
"good job" laughed Scott, "you really haven't got much of a _d_i_c_k_ have you?" with that he tossed me a t shirt. "Put this on when your dry then you can come downstairs and watch TV before bed!"
The door bell went, and Uncle shouted up from Tim - his mate had turned up; so Tim trotted of downstairs to meet him. Meanwhile, I dried and pulled on the t shirt. I realised it was small when I pulled it on, and it was only when it was tightly round my body did I realise HOW small it was. There was a ridiculous Disney cartoon on the front, and it just about met my naval! My ass and _d_i_c_k_ were clearly on display to anyone. When Scott reappeared, I Whined" Scott, cant I wear something else"
"No way, I wore just a t shirt till I was 9 years old to bed" he laughed "but don't you look sweet!!!"
"well at least let me wear something of my own" I grumbled walking back into my bedroom to pick up something bigger that I was sharing with Tim. However everything had gone - no bag, no clothes - nothing. "Where's all my stuff?" I demanded.
"Well don't think your sleeping in Tim's room now" giggled Scott, "Little boys like you have to sleep in my room. Dad was up here when you were downstairs after your spanking sorting out new clothes for you." I pushed past Scott into our shared room and looked at horror at the collection of clothes on the spare bed. "What's wrong, don't you like your clothes?!!"
I stared down at the shorts and t shirts, all with cartoons and animals on them and couldn't believe my eyes "None of this will fit" I exclaimed!
"Well," whispered Scott with a kinda confidentiality, "Dad went out and bought this for Tim when he was naughty a few months back - and you are the same size, so he reckons this will fit you. Nice sandals too!" my eyes fell on the floor at the 2 pairs of sandals like mums buy for little boys around that age
"_f_u_c_k_" I exclaimed!
"Uh oh - did you just swear? I know you did - and that's not allowed!!" said Scott grinning triumphantly. "That means I spank your bottom!!" Sitting down he beckoned me over "Best get over my lap little cous!" bit reading my face quickly added "or you wanna talk to dad?!"
"Please Scott" I stammered, "I didn't mean it....dont spank me" It was all so humiliating
"Tough luck Si, your getting another spanking" With that he grabbed at my _d_i_c_k_ and balls and pulled me over to the bed. "Aright over my knee and no arguments!" Cause of his hands on my _d_i_c_k_ it was getting quite hard, so for that reason I swiftly bent over my Cousin and bared my bum ready for another spanking. "Good boy! I reckon 10 is about all you need for that" With that he laid down more spanks unto my now red ass, which didn't really hurt so much, and then stood me up. My hardon had subsided luckily.
"Cant I put on underpants Scott/" I whined
"You see any little boy?" asked Scott pointing at the clothes on the bed. Looking down, indeed there were just a selection of shorts and t shirts and one pair of trousers.
"You mean I don't get any pants?"
"No way, only big boys wear pants, unless you are going to school. Anyway come on, lets go watch TV before I send you to bed"
"Its aright Scott, I reckon I'll just go to bed right now. I'm kinda tiered" I said, not wanting to go through any more humiliation for one day.
"No way bender, you get yer ass downstairs, otherwise you wont sleep - come on" With that he swatted my ass and pushed me down the stairs. As I trundled downstairs I picked up the voices of Tim and someone else, and suddenly remembered the doorbell earlier. There was no way I was going down there, and turned and tried to push back past Scott on the stairs
"I don't wanna go in there" I whined, "let me go to bed!"
"You heard what I said Si....get in there or I'll kick you right in the balls and then get Tim to give you the slipper! What's it to be?!" Knowing there was no way out I turned, and crept down the rest of the stairs, and hovered in the doorway of the front room. There was Tim and one of his mates - who I recognised as being the captain of Tim's years football side. A big lad - I braced myself for the ridicule I could expect as I sat on the couch. However, as Scott turned on the TV cartoons, Tim's mate stood up and made for the back garden, muttering "bloody little kids". I had escaped!
Wrong!! Tim turned to his mate giggling "Don't you know who that is?! The little boy on the couch?!" With that his mate looked t me staring closely.
"Christ that's your older cousin Simon! What a wuus! What you doing naked Si!!?" he mocked.
I stared into space not knowing what to say.
"Go on bender answer him" giggled Tim, "Or do you need some help?" picking up his slipper and waiving it at me!
"Its nearly my bed time" I muttered, clutching the cushion against my groin.
"Wow, bit early though isn't it? What's going on Tim!?" Tim gave a quick explanation before barking at me to get the cushion away from my _d_i_c_k_, as he didn't want me messing on it.
"See look at his _d_i_c_k_!!" remarked Tim as I tossed away the protection.
"Wow your right, my little bro is more of a boy than him, and he's only 9!!" sniggered Tim's mate. "He aint got a hair on him!! Come over here Si , lets have a closer look." I showed no signs of moving, pretending not to hear
"You heard Si, and for that you just earned another spanking on yer ass! Now get yerself here before I make it the slipper!!" My heart sank - another spanking!
"Please Tim no more" I whined getting up and walking over to Mark.
"Tough luck" he responded, as Mark started to touch my ass and legs, remarking how they were so hairless. "In fact, best ask Mark to spank you as you disobeyed him. I don't think he's done it before so ask him specifically exactly what he's got to do to teach you respect" he grinned, waggling the slipper again at me. Once again I had no choice. I looked at the lad 2 years younger than me.....
"Mark, please will you teach me manners by spanking my bare bum for me very hard with your hand" I stammered.
"No problem little boy" laughed Mark and with that, pulled me over his knee. Once again more blows fell onto my tender ass, and it wasn't long, especially with his strength that I was sobbing to myself once more. "hey look he's crying - I see what you mean, he's a right bender!" he remarked pushing me off his lap onto the floor.
"best get in the corner with your hands on yer head Si to think about that disobedience" scolded Tim, as I picked myself up and took myself back to the corer I was getting to know so well.
As I stood there Mark was bought up to speed with all the details; how they were in charge of me, and how Scott was looking after me from now on, but most of al, how they could punish me at any time with bare assed spanking any time r any place. The lowered their voices, which didn't bode well!
Within 10 minutes Scott was puling at my wrists saying it was bed time. Though it was only 6.30, he led me up stairs to his room, pulled back the bed clothes and put me to bed like a little child. Tucking me in, he warned me not to even think about getting out until the morning.
Alone I contemplated the day that had gone, and turning on my stomach (for obvious reasons) I fell asleep sobbing to myself of the shame that had become of me.