Date: Thu, 26 Jun 2014 21:23:53 +0200
From: Johane Oliver <johanoliver@mail.com>
Subject: Strip poker and punishments, chapter two.

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Chapter two.

There was just the one session left before half term and I looked forward
to it even more than usual knowing that my new boy, young Juan, would be
with the others. I got everything ready, the ropes hanging ready over the
beam in the yard to string up the loser ready for his punishment, the strap
on it's hook on the wall and the table inside set up with two packs of
cards to play our strip poker game. But this time I had a surprise for them
and was still wondering how they would take it as it was rather different
from a simple leathering with a belt! In the corner of my garden was a lush
bed of stinging nettles that I had looked after and encouraged for a
year. One of the things I liked to imagine was punishing the boys with
these nettles on their randy young cocks, as this had been done to me as a
boy and while not enjoyed at the time I often looked back on those sessions
with nostalgia. So I had set it up and would tell them before we commenced
our poker game what was to happen in case any of them wanted to opt out.

My lunch was over when I heard the merry chatter of the boys approaching,
with a fair bit of giggling going on. When they arrived though there seemed
to be some delay but when they finally appeared I had a wonderful surprise.



My five usual boys had stopped just inside the gate to my grounds, and had
stripped the very willing young twelve year old Juan down to his tiny
homemade g-string. They had then tied his hands behind his back and now
they marched him, bare footed and so near naked, forward to stand
obediently in front of me!

"What is this then boys, and why is Juan nearly naked with his hands tied
before the game has even started!?"

"Well Sir, he said that he didn't mind being the one punished and as he is
new to the game and the youngest by far, and is obviously very willing, we
thought we would get him ready!"

"Is that true Juan? Are you really willing to be punished without even
trying to beat them at poker? He stood grinning at me, a tanned very
beautiful young boy, in his sexy g-string and with his hands bound behind
him!

"Yes Sir, yes sir I am. Please sir I want to show them how tough I am and
anyway, I sort of like being punished! Especially while I am being prepared
for it, and then afterwards thinking about when it happened! The actual
punishment hurts of course but that is worth it and sort of exciting as
well! I suppose that sounds silly but that is how I feel. I want to see you
enjoying looking at me while I struggle to escape the punishments!"

"Alright boys, get him over to the beam and get the ropes on his
wrists. This is going to be fun. We need not bother with poker today until
later, if there is time, so we can enjoy plenty of time punishing our
willing new boy, and I have to tell you now that today's punishment is
going to be very different anyway!"



I stood back and watched the scene as the boys bound Juan's wrists, first a
bandage of old strips of bed sheets, before putting on three or more turns
of coarse cord knotted off tightly and all the while young Juan stood
willingly and watched every move. The ends of the ropes were then thrown up
over the beam ready to pull his arms up. Juan stood quiescent while this
was going on, the pouch of his g-string pushed out sexily by his straining
cock within. As he was pulled up he stood, arms above his head and pulled
wide apart, his long smooth tanned hairless legs and bare feet still free
to move about as he struggled to retain his balance.

"Can my legs be tied too please Sir?"

"Yes, but not like last time. This time your legs will be spread but
leaving you plenty of slack to struggle for our enjoyment.  Today it is
another punishment game for you and when the punishment starts I want to
see that little body of yours sweating and trying to escape the pain, but
of course you will not be able to get free!"

"Am I going to be whipped again Sir, please Sir, I want you to whip me!"

"That is why I have changed my mind for you today boy, you seem to enjoy
being whipped and so today you will have your first application of my
special stinging nettles to your tender little cock and see how you like
that. Right boys, strip him naked and get those legs of his tied out wide
and ready!" It fascinated me and made my cock rock hard as I watched the
young lad willingly allowing himself to be tied, knowing that he was going
to be put through painful punishment and all at his own request!



I had already bunched up a selection of the potent stinging nettles which I
had always enjoyed as a punishment, when back as a boy myself under torture
by the older boys at the school. I remember the nettles giving incredible
sexual urges with the pain but they did no lasting damage nor did they make
permanent marks and I had willingly submitted to older boys and even one of
the masters when they suggested it! I still remember the incredible
excitement as I was tied and stripped ready.



When they had properly secured young Juan I told them to untie the waist
cord of his tiny g-string and as it fell away he stood, now spread-eagled,
his rampant hairless and smooth iron hard erection standing vertically just
waiting for punishment to start. I pulled on my rubber gloves and picked up
the first bunch of nettles, then taking his cock between my finger and
thumb with one hand, I gently pulled the foreskin of his uncircumcised cock
down to let the rosy purple engorged head peep out. He looked down to see
what I was doing and it was then that I softly stroked the nettles over
him!

"Yow, owowow, sir that really hurts!" he screamed out, convulsing his body
to pull this way and that at his bonds. Then as the pain of that first
nettling subsided he finally settled to stand quietly again as I asked him.

"Are you ready for more then boy?"

"Yes Sir, alright, I am ready!" I gently stroked the nettle bunch under his
ball sack and up that smooth hard shaft and he cried out in anguish again,
and before he could get his breath back I crushed the whole bunch of
nettles over the exposed head of his lovely rampant boy cock!" The response
was dramatic as he tugged himself from side to side, his young muscles
rippling under the soft tanned skin as he was so beautifully restrained by
the ropes and I could see a sheen of sweat beginning to form on his
forehead and chest.



As this was going on my other boys had stripped down to either be naked or
some just in their white school bikini briefs and were rubbing and hugging
each other. One of the boys, the one that was particularly into pain and
punishments and had, I reckoned, often lost the poker games on purpose so
he would become the one tied and beaten, now took a gleeful interest in
watching Juan struggling under the nettle treatment.  Suddenly he obviously
found he could control his urges no longer and asked me if he could also be
tied! The other boys took no second bidding and soon this other boy of the
group, thirteen year old Tomas, was strung up facing Juan, tied from the
same beam and now with his bikini briefs removed. Tomas was well developed
and had a wispy growth of pubic hair above his cock which like Juan's was
rampantly erect. I told the other gloating boys to tie both boy's ankles
together with a short cord so that they would be held close together, their
cocks touching when either of them moved. I got one of the other boys to
put on gloves and select a good sized bunch of nettles.



"Pass the nettles between them James, make them squirm and the more they
squirm the more they will be stung, let's see them wriggle. Now you Peter,
grab the strap and give each of these keen young lads the usual fifteen
across their buttocks while James keeps the nettles between their cocks! As
they react to the strap, so they will be thrusting against the nettles
between their cocks!"

What a scene, the erotic noise of the strap landing on first one boy and
then the other, their little cries and gasps of pain when the nettles bit
as they writhed away from the belt, thrusting against each other. When the
beating was over I decided they had had enough and made to release them,
but more was to come. I was staggered and excited when having let Tomas
down, Juan suddenly gasped out....

"Sir, can you leave me tied up until I have time to settle down and then
maybe I could take a bit more from the strap?"  I looked at Juan's little
cock which was now drooping but red and swollen looking, very sore, and
decided if that was what he wanted it certainly suited me and the other
boys so he was left, naked, tied, spread eagled and waiting for even more
punishment but clearly happy in the weird way of his masochistic pleasure
at the pain!



I reckoned the boy was in some sort of dream fantasy zone, revelling in his
helplessness and the attention of the other boys. I went to him and put my
arms around him, then ruffled his sweating mop of hair and as I looked down
his slender body I saw his cock already stirring again and as I hugged him
to me it quickly rose back to full height albeit being rather sore where
the swollen purple head protruded from his foreskin.

"Sir, I am ready to take more, give me another whipping with the belt sir,
and can they be on my back like in the videos I have seen?" I called across
then to Peter.

"Come on Peter, job for you boy. This little guy wants more and he wants it
on his back. You know our rules, no lasting marks please, so come and deal
with it!" Peter responded quickly removing his bikini briefs to comply with
our rules that the person giving punishment had to be naked. He leant down
and picked up the strap.

He laid on the strokes, starting at Juan's shoulders and working downwards
while the other boys chanted out the count as he laid them on. Juan writhed
and squirmed as they landed and had a set firm expression on his screwed up
red face until suddenly, at the tenth stroke he gave a wild cry, going
rigid in his bonds and had his climax which even at his young age produced
a small jet of watery boy cum to shoot nearly a metre in front of
him. While the boys cheered, Peter paused and turned to me.

"Sir, do I go on sir, because look sir, he has cum and is going soft
again." Then we all heard Juan's little voice..........

"I want the last few strokes please sir, it is my fault for finishing so I
deserve to be punished!"

"Well you sure are a brave kid Juan, and when you come to stay with me for
the week of half term we are going to have a lot of fun, fun for you and
fun for me dealing with your obvious needs as well!



I released a rather tired sore boy from his bondage, enjoying rubbing some
salve into this stings and then allowing him to put his shorts and tee
shirt back on. But then, he stood quietly out from the game of poker to
watch how the older boys played. When I say older, none of them were beyond
thirteen which to me seems clearly the age at which the hormones get moving
fastest and the urges need attention! I don't remember too much about that
last game because Juan sat on the settee with me and I put my arm around
his lovely but rather sore torso and dreamt of what I would do with him at
half term in a week's time. I had many plans and I was pretty sure that he
would enjoy going along with them.



Up until now none of the boys had seen my very special private room that
was kept well locked and in which I and two particular adult friends meet
up regularly for bdsm games.  The thought of introducing this lively young
sprite to them was appealing to say the least. What would they want to put
him through, and would the boy agree if it was not just me with him. I
decided to ask him as to whether he would like to meet my friends over the
half term and show them what he could take in the way of punishment and the
response was electric.

"Wow yes Sir, that sounds fantastic. Would I be whipped in front of them or
what?"

"They would have many things in mind Juan, but I would be here to make sure
that you are not marked or damaged in any way. They are basically nice men
and we have had many sessions together and they are fascinated at the
thought of seeing a boy as young as you willingly submitting to
punishment."



That is how we left it and I had a week in which to get ready for a session
that looked like being the most exciting week of my life, and of Juan's of
course!



Many thanks for the feedback from the first chapter. Writing and reading
these fantasies is fun but please remember, they are just that, fantasies!

Enjoy, Johan.     johanoliver@mail.com