"Sure can, Beverly!" Karen laughed. "It would be my pleasure!" Beverly continued smiling down at Tommy while Karen went back into the bedroom. She returned with an aluminum pole about four feet long. It had straps at the ends and in the middle. "We brought you a toy, Tommy. Let me help you to get into it." Karen placed the pole by Tommy's feet. She attached his feet, one at a time, to the straps at either end of the pole. After that she and Beverly together lifted the pole up and then attached both of his wrists to the strap in the middle of the pole. With all of the straps tied tight and Tommy on his back, he was left in a similar position as when he was handcuffed earlier, except that his hands were directly over his head and this time his legs were spread wide apart and fastened that way. Once again Tommy's genitals and ass were completely exposed to the gaze of both women. "He looks absolutely scrumptious, doesn't he Karen?" Beverly asked. She was rubbing her palms together and looking down at Tommy as he lay exposed on the carpet. "Let's give him what he really wants... I told you earlier that I thought we could keep him teased on the edge for AT LEAST a half hour without letting him cum, didn't I? Well, let's really go for it. I'll bet you $20 I can keep him squirming on the edge for.... a whole hour! If I'm right, you owe me $20. If he cums before then I'll pay you the money... and whip his ass good for making me lose the bet!" "It's a bet, Beverly" Karen laughed back. "But I'm not going to make things easy on you. I intend to help him along all I can." The two women decided to get down to work. Beverly sat down between Tommy's legs and began to lightly run her fingers up and down the crack of his ass while he moaned "Oh... God!" She then leaned over and began lightly licking at the base of his cock while he thrashed about and pleaded with her to let him cum. Since he was already so hot Beverly sensed that Tommy was ready to ejaculate so she stopped what she was doing and watched him twitch helplessly for a few minutes. Tommy started to cry as she once again began touching his ass and licking his balls. As she ran her tongue up his shaft to concentrate just under the head he once again stiffened as if he were about to cum. Again she backed off, leaving him bucking and begging for relief. After about ten minutes of this torture Karen decided she needed to help swing the scales. After Beverly had again pulled back leaving Tommy wiggling like a fish on a hook, Karen pushed her pants down and stepped out of them. "Hey, Tommy! Like what you see?" As Tommy watched her through teary eyes she stepped out of her panties, leaving her nude from the waist down. She had a lovely pussy lightly covered with soft brown hair. Tommy had never actually seen a pussy this close up before and the sight of it held him transfixed. His bent and tied legs began to tremble as Karen turned her back to him and bent over from the waist. Her ass pointed at him like a round target and she wiggled her hips and laughed. "Hungry, Tommy? Guess what's for din-din..." With that she stood up and turned around. She stood over him and then squatted down so that her pussy was right over Tommy's face. "You know what to do, don't you boy?" she teased. When Tommy didn't budge she added "Maybe he doesn't! Have you ever eaten pussy, boy?" Tommy was in agony but he managed to shake his head no. "No!?" She gasped. "You mean you've never tasted pussy before? Let me guess... have you ever been LAID before? Tell me the truth now or it'll go bad for you." Tommy was in no position to lie. He shook his head no while he continued to stare at the wet treat that was just inches above his nose. "Well, I'll be!" said Beverly with sur- prise. "We got ourselves a virgin here! Well Tommy boy, you could have fooled me." Beverly laughed again while Karen said: "Boy, you are about to taste your first pussy. Get used to it!" Both women laughed out loud as Karen lowered herself right onto Tommy's face. "Lick, boy. Get your tongue up there and lick it good or I'll open this front door and let your neighbors see you like this." Tommy stuck his tongue out and slowly licked at Karen's pussy. "That's it!" she encouraged him. "Now wiggle it around a bit. Con- centrate on this spot right here..." and she opened her cunt lips and pointed her finger to her little clit bud. "Ooooh, that's right. Suck on it. Now move your tongue back down and lick me inside and out as far as your tongue can reach... keep it up." Beverly resumed tormenting his ass and cock while he licked Karen as ordered. He was really close now. Bucking his hips like a bronco while Beverly's hands and tongue worked him over. Again, as he was about to cum she pulled back and laughed at him as his dick twitched helplessly in the air and leaked a little pre-seminal fluid. In this manner the two women kept him thrashing around on the verge of cumming for what seemed an eternity. Karen moved around and had him lick her asshole out while Beverly teased him on and off without pity of any kind. Tommy cried as he licked and sucked, his tied feet kicked in the air and his asshole opened and closed in frustration. He came close to release several times, and at one point Beverly actually thought she had lost him, but she just managed to pull away in time, watching him twist and moan. "Ohhhhh pllllease.....please.....PLEASE!" he begged, over and over again. Karen tried to make him cum but Beverly proved to be too expert, and as the hour timed out all three of them were exhausted and sweaty. "I won!" shouted Beverly triumphantly. "I believe you owe me $20" she said to Karen. "Fair and square", giggled Karen, but I'll get it back next time. The two women decided they needed a shower but before they got up they looked at each other mischievously. "Why not?" giggled Karen, reading Beverly's mind. They got up and Karen reached for the doorknob and swung the front door wide open! It was about quarter past six in the evening and the summer sun was still high. Tommy heard the sounds of outdoors as the two women dashed towards the bathroom to clean up. "Now don't you dare move an inch. I mean it!" warned Beverly. "If we come out and find you've so much as rolled over you'll spend the next two hours just like you are now on the front lawn!" Tommy moaned and writhed in his shamefully exposed position. "If anybody comes to the door looking for us, we'll be back in a jiffy, Tommy" said Karen. Laughing hysterically the two women closed the bathroom door and turned on the shower. Poor Tommy was still in agony. He had been aroused almost beyond his senses. His body was twitching and his hips were bucking involuntarily. His face was smeared with the slimy ooze of Karen's cunt, and the smell of it kept him even hotter. To make matters worse he was on his back in this most shameful position, about three feet from his wide-open front door! He could hear the yells of children playing somewhere. Occasionally he'd hear the sound of a passing car. Could anybody see him? He tried to look between his legs but all he got was the sight of his incredibly stiff prick, dripping on his belly. His hips were still bucking pathetically from the teasing he had received. He felt himself begin to rock forward and he steadied himself with a panic. He believed that Beverly would do exactly as she had threatened, so he kept his head down on the floor and abandoned his desire to see out the door. Oh God... if anybody sees me like this.... Dear God, make them hurry up, please! He cried, but he continued twitching and bucking his hips. He was sooo hot, he thought he would lose his mind! An eternity later he heard the shower stop. As he waited there by the front door he heard the sound of giggling from the bathroom. Finally both women emerged, smiling. They each wore one of his bathrobes and had a towel wrapped around their head. Beverly walked up to Tommy and smiled down at him, "Any messages while we were away?" Tommy just moaned and bucked his hips a little, pathetically. "Ohhhhh, what's the matter Tommy? Are you hot? Maybe a nice little walk in the evening air will cool you off." Tommy panicked but Beverly mercifully closed the front door and to his relief began untying him from the pole. "Hurry up, we have to get dressed if we're going out." Tommy winced as he tried standing up. His legs had cramped from being tied in that position for the past hour and a half. Beverly put her hands on his back and motioned for him to stay down. "If you don't mind, I'd like you to crawl into the bedroom. I do so love watching your ass move when you crawl." Beverly laughed and slowly walked behind him. "My, but your ass looks quite rosy this evening. Did Mrs. Peterson do that to you today?" "No, Mistress Beverly" Tommy replied. "Louise did it while Mrs. Peterson was out of the office." "Well! That surprises me. She seemed so quiet and cool when I was there. Did Carol and Marie see you `get it' from Louise?" "Yes, Mistress Beverly." "Excellent! Did they enjoy seeing you get spanked in the office?" Beverly continued, tauntingly. "I-I don't know, Mistress Beverly." Tommy stuttered. "Well then perhaps I should call them and ask them, what do you think?" "Oh, NO Mistress Beverly!" Tommy begged. "They enjoyed it FINE!" "Well, that's good to hear" replied Beverly. As they entered the bedroom Karen was already getting dressed. Beverly handed Tommy a pair of gray sweatpants and a black tee shirt. "Put these on Tommy, we wouldn't want the neighbors to get the wrong impression during our walk, would we?" "No, Mistress Beverly" Tommy accepted the clothes and began pulling them on while Beverly got dressed in her own jeans and pullover shirt. Beverly looked terrific in her tight designer jeans and Tommy couldn't help looking at her when she turned around. "Are you looking at my ass, Tommy?" Beverly asked. "What a nice compliment. I'm glad you enjoy it. We certainly enjoy yours." Karen chuckled at this and rubbed her hands along her own ass to tease Tommy a little more. When they were finished Beverly and Karen grabbed their shoul- der bags and each took one of Tommy's arms. "We're going to walk down the street to Karen's car, Tommy." As they left the house Tommy was embarrassed to see that, since he didn't have any under- wear on, his enormous hardon was plainly visible pushing the front of his sweatpants out in a pronounced bulge. The women noticed him trying to cover himself and held his hands tightly to prevent this. They passed by Mrs. Whitford's porch and Beverly waved and yelled "Hello Mrs. Whitford!" Mrs. Whitford smiled and waved back. She didn't know where they were going but instinctively felt that wherever it was, it wasn't going to be good for Tom Hyde, and this pleased her. They passed Laurie and Marcie Lyons. The two girls were headed back from the store with a couple of bags of gro- ceries. They lived a few houses down from Tom. Did they pass by his house on the way to the store while he was lying there with the door open? Could they have seen him? Tommy was in agony. The two sisters smiled as they passed him and he noticed they both couldn't help but look at the huge bulge in his sweatpants. After they passed he heard some mu- ed giggling and unintelligible whispers. They fi- nally came to a late model Buick parked by the curb. Karen unlocked the passenger side then opened the door and reached in to tilt the seat forward. "Climb in" she said to Tommy. Beverly then pushed the seat back and got in the front while Karen went around to the driver's side. As she started up the car Beverly leaned back over the seat and said to Tommy, "I want you to lower your sweatpants down to your ankles, then kneel on the seat with your butt up and your face flat against the seat. If I catch you touching yourself, even a little, we'll pull over and make you a very sorry little boy." Tommy did as he was told. His cock was still hard and sprang out when he lowered his pants. It was a little awkward on the back seat but he managed to achieve the required position, to Beverly's satisfaction. Karen drove on while Beverly draped one arm over the back of the seat and fondled Tommy's still red ass. After about ten or fifteen minutes of driving, Karen pulled off to the side of the road. There was nothing there except a field of tall grass and some woods beyond. Beverly got out of the car and, grabbing Tommy's hips, helped him to back out onto the grass. She told him to kick his sneakers off and then took his sweats off from around his ankles. She rolled them up and threw them into the back seat. Tommy now had nothing on except his black tee shirt. His red ass stood out even more below the bottom edge of the tee shirt as he waited there on his hands and knees. Beverly grabbed hold of his tee-shirt and quicly tugged it over his head and arms and pulled it completely off. It joined his sweatpants and sneakers in the back seat. Now he was stripped naked on the side of the road. Beverly then told the bare assed boy to crawl ahead of them into the field. She and Karen followed leisurely behind, watching him disappear into the tall grass. When they got to the far end of the field Karen gave Tommy a little goose with the toe of her shoe and told him to keep on going, into the woods. Tommy picked his way carefully over branches and shrubs for about a hundred yards before they came to a little clearing. There was a small pond another hundred feet beyond. Beverly and Karen both seemed to like the looks of the place, so they ordered Tommy to stop. "I think this will do just fine, what do you think Karen?" "Oh, I think it's perfect" answered Karen. "Tommy dear, see this fallen tree trunk here? I want you to crawl over it and straddle it... yes, just like that. Make sure you keep your ass up. Now hold it just like that." Karen walked around to where Tommy could see her. She slowly unzipped her jeans then pushed them down and stepped out of them. She then took off her blouse and unclipped her bra. Teasingly she rubbed her tits together then took the bra off completely. When she finally removed her white panties, Karen stood completely nude in front of the shivering Tommy. "You like what you see?" she taunted as she shimmied a little in front of him, then crouched down and rubbed her hard nipples against his lips. Karen then got up and began walking towards the pond, looking on the ground. Finally she found what she was looking for. A small whippy branch about three feet long. She brought it back and then crouched down in front of Tommy again. She slowly began stripping the smaller branches and leaves off of it as she stared at Tommy the whole while. She licked her lips sensuously then smiled and said. "Do you know what I'm going to do with this, Tommy?" Tommy shook his head `No'. Karen giggled and said, "You were a very bad boy, Tommy! You hurt my feelings. Because I wasn't able to make you cum when Beverly was teasing you, you made me lose $20. That's a lot of money. I'm gonna make you wish you'd cum for me. First I'm going to whip your ass with this switch here. Then I'm gonna fix it so you'll be begging me to let you cum. You'll be begging ANYONE to let you cum! With those last ominous words she finished stripping the switch. She tested it by swishing it in her palm a few times before Tommy's eyes. "Ow!" she exclaimed "I guess this will do just fine!". She then got up and once again turned around and bent over from the waist. She put her hands on the ground and peered back at Tommy be- tween the arch of her legs. She stuck her tongue out at him then said "I just wanted you to see who's gonna be whipping your ass." Beverly just sat on another log watching the whole scene with in- terest. Tommy's hips started bucking again and the underside of his hardon was barely brushing against the bark of the log he was straddling. Karen straightened up then walked to Tommy's left. She let the switch slowly trace a path along Tommy's back, down and around the globes of his asscheeks, then finally she brushed the tip down the crack and watched him jump a little. "You cost me $20, so I'm going to give you twenty whacks. Get ready...." ...PHHHHSSSS K-RACK!... The switch cut through the air and Tommy jumped and almost got up. "Don't you DARE move, or I'll tie you down and give you two HUNDRED whacks! Now, count each one aloud and say 'Thank you, Mistress Karen', or they won't count." Tommy's ass was on fire! It felt like he'd been burnt. The thought of nineteen more of those was almost more than he could take, but the horror of being tied down and getting two hundred of them scared him to tears. "One... thank you, Mistress Karen", Tommy managed to choke out. Beverly smiled at Karen and said "You're very good at this. I'm impressed." "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet!" Karen beamed, and con- tinued whipping Tommy's ass with the switch. She was clearly en- joying her task immensely. By the time she reached twenty, tears were streaming down Tommy's face. She hadn't broken any skin but there were nasty looking ridges on his ass each place the switch had struck him. Interestingly enough, his dick was still hard. Beverly and Karen helped Tommy to back away from the fallen tree. They led him a few paces away to a smooth, somewhat sandy patch of ground. Karen said "Stop crying so much! That was just to warm you up" and she cupped her hand over Tommy's blazing ass to confirm that he was indeed warmed up. "Now comes the REAL fun!" With that she opened her bag and took out some pieces of rope. She also took out a couple of iron stakes and a small hammer. This woman came prepared! Tommy was still on his hands and knees and she pushed him down so that his face was on the ground, his cheek resting on the cool soil. Both women then took his arms and pulled them un- derneath him, between his legs, and tied his right wrist to his right ankle and his left wrist to his left ankle. This left him bottom up- wards, his knees spread and his ass wide open. Each of his ass cheeks was a round globe. The crack of his ass was no longer a crack but spread wide open. His anus was like a little round 'O', spread open like that. Licking their lips they dragged him back about a foot and took great care to position him. If he could have seen where they were placing him he would have really flipped! About an inch below his asshole was the top of a good sized ant hill. Karen then took the two iron stakes and fastened one through each of the ropes that held his wrists and ankles. With the hammer she pounded them both deep into the hard ground. This left Tommy permanently anchored in that position, wide open, his vulnerable asshole like a hungry little mouth directly over the ant hill! Karen seemed pleased with the results but Beverly wasn't quite done yet. From her own bag she took out a small jar of honey. She scooped out a nice dollop of it with her index finger and smeared it right on, and then into, Tommy's open anus! She took a little more and ran a small bead along the underside of his stiff penis, put a drop on the underside of each testicle, then sat back in satisfaction to observe their handiwork. Tommy finally realized what was going on and he began to panic. He strained against his bonds but couldn't even come close to budging from his position. Beverly and Karen then sat back on the fallen log that Tommy had so recently straddled, and prepared to wait for the fun to start... Within minutes the first ants began climbing onto Tommy's calves and, drawn by the scent of the honey, began moving towards his ass. "Don't worry, darling. They're not stinging fire ants or anything like that. Just your normal everyday ants. We thought they might tickle your fancy". With that, both women began giggling at the pun. By this time the first ants had reached Tommy's asshole and begun probing the nectar they found there. As expected, the tickling motion of these insects began to have their effect on Tommy. He tried waggling his hips to ease the tickling sensation but he was bound helplessly open to their invasion. The first explorers returned to the hill but then scores of others began following the trail they had left back to the honeyspot. Within a few minutes their tiny feet and feelers had poor Tommy begging for release. He managed to buck his hips a tiny bit but it turned out to be just enough for his open anus to graze the top of the hill, knocking the tip of it off. This brought out dozens more and soon Tommy was wailing as his rump was covered by hundreds of the maddening little creatures. Several of them were on each testicle, licking away at the spot of honey deposited on them. Still others had followed the trail along the underside of his erect cock and were congregating just under the head of his penis. But, by far, the greatest concentration had collected around his trembling asshole. A few had ventured inside a bit and were scraping the honey off the walls with their tiny mandibles. The sensation was indescribable torment. While the hundreds of tiny probing feet stimulated his nerve endings to nearly the point of orgasm, the randomness of their movement, coupled with their incredibly light touch, kept him from going over the edge! He was, in effect, held prisoner, on the hairy edge of orgasm, without relief, for as long as the tiny torturers remained. These women knew their anatomy well and they watched breath- lessly as the poor boy, tied so helplessly exposed, was held RIGHT ON THE EDGE by these maddening little creatures. "Ohhhhh! Help! I'm sooooooo close. Please! let me cum.... unnnghhh..." Tommy was blubbering. Beverly and Karen were fascinated. They tried imagining the sheer torment that Tommy was feeling and the thought made them squeeze their thighs together. It was beyond their imagination. Ten minutes of this should be unendurable, but Tommy was tied! He HAD to endure it! An hour of this was completely unthinkable. To be held at the edge of orgasm by these mindless terrors for a whole hour, it was.... unthinkable! Nodding at each other the two women finally got up. Karen put her shirt and slacks on as Beverly walked over to where Tommy was trying to squirm. She patted his red ass, careful not to disturb any of the busy ants and said "We've got to go now, Tommy. It's getting late and soon the mosquitoes will be out. We'll leave you with your new found friends. I'm sure they'll be happy to keep you company tonight. We'll be back to get you in the morning. Keep a stiff upper-lip!" "Goodnight, Tommy!" Karen added as the two women began walking back towards the field, and the car. As they walked they heard Tommy's plaintive cries "Help! P-L-E-A-S-E, don't leave me like this. Please let me cum! Mistress Beverly! Mistress Karen! Pleeeaaase! ANYBODY! Please, I can't stand this. Let me cum....." His sobs and pleas grew dimmer as the two women crossed the field. "I suspect this is a night he'll never forget" said Beverly. Karen put her arm around Beverly's shoulder and said "Thanks Bev, I can't remember ever having such a good time on a blind date!" Tom Hyde couldn't believe the two women would actually leave him this way! They had thoroughly whipped his ass and left him tied up in the small clearing by the lake. His wrists were tied beneath him to each ankle and as he knelt there with his feet apart and his face in the dirt, his red ass was spread wide open to Karen and Beverly. The two women had positioned him so that his open asshole was barely grazing the top of an anthill and they had pounded iron stakes into the ground through his ropes to keep him in this vulnerable position. The generous dollops of honey in and around his anus and on his cock and balls added to their amusement and within minutes the maddening little creatures from the hill were driving him frantic! Too light a touch to allow him to cum, yet persistent enough to keep him blubbering on the edge and begging for relief. The two women sat there and watched him until he was begging pitifully. "We've got to go now, Tommy. It's getting late and soon the mosquitoes will be out. We'll leave you with your new found friends. I'm sure they'll be happy to keep you company tonight. We'll be back to get you in the morning. Keep a stiff upper lip!" "Help! P-L-E-A-S-E don't leave me like this! Please let me cum! Mistress Beverly! Mistress Karen! Please! Anybody! Please! I can't stand this! Let me cum..." As Karen and Beverly walked back to the car Tommy was thrash- ing his head wildly and begging, but the tight bonds held his lower body perfectly immobile to the ravishing of the mindless terrors that tormented him. They were nature's most perfect torturers! An hour of this and he'd surely go mad, or die of a heart attack. But Tommy was young and strong and destined to sustain the torment of the long night. For over an hour his pitiful cries echoed across the lake and through the woods, but there was nobody to hear him, no relief from his torment. The ants did a number on him, torturing him senseless with their tiny movements and scrapings, holding him sooooo close, so very close to the edge of orgasm but not quite close enough to send him over that elusive edge. He blubbered and shook and sobbed and begged, but no mattter how close he got, the lightness of their touch and the randomness of their movements would not let him cum. If there was a hell, then he was in it. After the sun went down the activity of the ants began to abate and, blessedly, come to an end. But his ordeal was not over by a long shot! With the night came the buzzing of the mosquitos... Drawn to the warmth of his body and especially to the heat of his whipped ass and groin, they congregated and fed. Throughout the night he could hear them buzzing around him. He could feel them ever so lightly land on his ass and thighs. Occasionally he'd feel a sting as a particularly large mosquito inserted its proboscis into his searing flesh and drank its full. Shortly after that the itching started, maddening him as it drove him to wiggle his ass as much as he could, but he was still held wide open by the ropes and stakes. The long night wore on and on... Somewhere Beverly and Karen were sleeping, wondering how he'd survive this night of torment. Linda and her friends were probably remembering their two nights with him as they slept in their cozy little beds at home, their knees pulled up tight and their fingers probing and tickling between their thighs, rubbing themselves off to orgasm after orgasm. For Tommy, however, it was a night of torment beyond anything he could have ever imagined. He prayed to be able to fall asleep, or at least pass out, but the buzzing and itching held him prisoner to the long night. After an eternity, the first rays of dawn and the chirping of birds signalled an end to this worst of all nights. The mosquitos began to leave him in peace, but, just like demonic relay partners, the ants began getting active again! There were still traces of the honey that attracted them back to those same familiar places. Once again he was howling and crying as they drove him to the brink of madness, not letting him cum, but keeping him ever so close... When Beverly and Karen finally showed up around 9:00am he was blubbering like a baby. In his wild thrashings he had managed to loosen one of the stakes just a little so that he was swiveling one of his hips, trying in desperation to drive the ants away, but they continued to torment his anus and continued crawling along the underside of his engorged cock. His balls, which were also covered with ants, appeared bloated, filled with the semen from countless hours of arousal and denied orgasm. They were heavy in their sack, causing them to nearly touch the ground at the base of the anthill. Karen and Beverly surveyed the scene with intense interest. Tommy looked like a sacrifice, or the main course in some unbe- lievable feast. Indeed they were right! As he continued blubbering nonsensically and pathetically swivelling his hip, Beverly walked in front of him. She crouched down and held his face in her hands and peered questioningly into his eyes. Slowly he began to recognize her! He had been driven nearly insane, perhaps partly so, but when he recognized her face he began begging pathetically: "P-p-lease, M-mmistress B-beverly" was all he could manage. He had developed a pronounced stutter but it looked as if he had sur- vived the night. Gently Karen took a damp cloth and began wiping the ants off of his body. "Wow!" came a hushed gasp. "I've never seen anything like this before in my life!" "Me neither" piped up another, younger voice. As Karen got rid of the ants Tommy realized that the two women were not alone. Through his stupor he began to hear the sounds of several other people standing nearby. Beverly and Karen had brought some friends! When Beverly released his face he turned his head slightly to take in the group. He squinted his eyes through his burning tears and noticed, to his shock, that Marie and Carol were both staring at his ass in wonder! He gasped again to see young Linda, who he had humiliated a couple of weeks earlier, standing beside Mrs. Whitford, who stood there rubbing her chin and chuckling as she began to piece together the ordeal he must have been put through! So that was it... Beverly and Karen had called the others and invited them to come along this morning to see him like this! It kinda figured, but even after the humiliation he had received at each of their hands he was still mortified to have them witness his punishment at the hands of Beverly and Karen. Mortified, but still grateful for the release. He turned his head back to Beverly and lowered his face to her shoes. He began kissing them, oblivious to the shame, and begging her to please never make him go through a night like that again. It would surely kill him. He cried on her shoes and begged and stuttered his undying devotion to her as he begged her never to do that to him again. He was so pitiful that even Linda had to chuckle a little. Carol and Marie continued looking at his ass in wonder as they saw the welts rising up from the countless mosquito bites. They had feasted on him, all right, and the itching was going to be a continuing torment and reminder to him for many days. "Oooh, you poor thing..." Beverly cooed. "That must have been awful! I hated having to do that to you Tommy, but I had to make sure you would be obedient today. I certainly hope I never have to put you through that ordeal again, but that's entirely up to you. Will you be a good boy and obey everything I command?" "Oh, yes Mistress Beverly. Anything... I promise!" "Well that's certainly the right attitude, and a good start for what's ahead." She motioned to the other women to seat themselves on the fallen tree and a few large rocks as she turned her attention back to Tommy, who was still groveling at her feet and stuttering out his promises to her. "Tommy, I think you realize by now that you are no longer a free man. You are completely at the mercy of my whim, and the desires of these fine ladies here. Wouldn't you agree?" "Oh yes, Mistress Beverly! I agree!" There were a few snickers from the group as he blurted that out. "That makes you my slave Tommy. Do you realize that? You are now my slave, my property. I can do whatever I want to you, for no other reason than my own enjoyment. Isn't that right?" "Y-yes, Mistress B-beverly. I'm your slave. I'll do anything you say." "Good! But you're not just MY slave, you know. You're also going to become the slave of each of the women here.... Karen and Linda and Mrs. Whitford, and even Carol and Marie! What do you think of that? Any objections?" The other women glanced at each other and Carol and Marie giggled a bit. "No, Mistress Beverly... I-I mean YES Mistress... I mean NO, Mistress Beverly. I have no objections..." Tommy was sni- ing a bit, and more than a bit confused, but he was so scared of Beverly right now that he was petrified of saying the wrong thing. "I'm glad I'm their slave." "Excellent! Then you'll be happy to hear that I've decided that you're to spend one night a week from now on serving each of your new Mistresses. Since Linda lives at home with her parents I've decided that her day with you will be Saturday. You will give her a key to your house and you will be available to her to use, or play with, or spank, or show off to her friends, or do anything she wants all day Saturday... EVERY Saturday. Do you understand me?" Linda clapped her hands in delight as she heard Tommy stutter out "Y-yes Mistress, anything she wants. I p-promise." "Good! Then Monday nights will be for Mrs. Whitford, Tuesday nights will be for Marie, Wednesdays for Carol, Thursdays for Karen and Fridays will be for me! That's every week from now on, slave. Do you understand what this means? Anything they want! And Fridays for me. Fridays will be very important to you, young man. Because if any one of these ladies expresses even the slightest disappointment with you during the week; anything, from being too slow to lay across their knees for a spanking, to hesitating even slightly if they want to show you off to their friends. Any disappointment at all will cause you to spend that Friday night back here with your little friends by the lake, only it will be even worse. Do you hear me?" Tommy started blubbering again. "Oh please, Mistress Beverly. Don't tie me up here again all night! It would KILL me! I'll do any- thing you or the others say. I promise. Please...." and his shoulders shook as the other women smiled and contemplated the future. They each had their very own slave, for a whole night every week. EVERY week! They could do whatever they wanted to him or make him do whatever pleased them! This was wonderful! Tom hadn't had an opportunity to let all of this sink in yet. All he knew was that he would do anything to keep from going through another night like the one he had just had. When it finally hit him that he was to be the permanent slave of six ladies ranging in age from a perky teenager to a woman in her 50's he would nearly die! Carol! Petite little Carol from work, who had always seemed so shy. He was to be her slave! Every Wednesday night from now on he would be at her apartment, across her lap if she wished, or bent across a table or stool where she and her friends could spank him and look at him whenever they chose! It was clear to him now that Beverly had included Carol and Marie in on this just to humiliate him. Oh God, Marie! And she had a roommate too! She was always teasing him at work. Well every Tuesday night from now on she and her roommate would be teasing him... and more! He always suspected she had a little cruel streak and he was about to find out exactly how cruel she could be! She was into parties. He shuddered to think about the treatment he'd be receiving at her hands. She'd have him dancing to her tune all right. Serving drinks, maybe wearing a little apron, entertaining in the most humiliating ways possible. She'd make good use of him, that was certain. Mrs. Whitford had her own plans already. She hadn't had a man around her house for a long time and she relished the thought of this young man at her beck and call one night a week. She had plenty of work for him to do. Carpentry and plumbing, household chores and yard work. She smiled inwardly as she thought of him doing all those chores in the nude! Even the yard work! Her back yard was pretty secluded and bordered only by Tom's property and an empty lot, so it was reasonably private. She could sit in a lawn chair and watch him sweating in the garden, stark naked, bending over and pulling weeds, trimming hedges. When it got too dark she could turn on the floodlights so he could continue. All those little jobs around the house would finally get done and she'd have some fun watching it. Karen had completely different plans for Thursdays. She'd have him on his knees eating her out for hours at a time. Whenever she felt horny, and that was almost always, she'd have his tongue at her disposal. If he didn't do it right, or even if she just felt like it, she'd strap him down and whip his ass good. That always made her even hotter, so soon she'd be sitting on his face again, rubbing her pussy against his lips, rubbing her clit against his nose, laughing as she saw his dick throbbing for her! He'd throb all night as she alternately tormented and played with him, depending on her mood. Karen would be a very demanding mistress indeed! Little Linda was going to spend her Saturdays exacting her re- venge for the humiliation he had caused her! Tina and Ellen would be available to help her, and she could invite a few more of her friends over whom she trusted. She had got a real thrill seeing Tommy on his hands and knees with that ridiculous baby bonnet on his head. She knew it had humiliated him greatly so she decided that a lot more of the same treatment would be a good way to get back at him. She'd put him in diapers and make him crawl and drink from a bottle while her friends watched and took pictures of him. She would get him a nice playpen so he could lie in it and jerk off for them! She could even invite those four girls in who had seen him being punished in the back seat of his car! She knew that the spankings and diaper changes would amuse them greatly while causing Mr. Hyde a lot of discomfort. He'd pay dearly at her hands! Beverly looked around at the scene she had before her. Tommy was still tied up on his hands and knees, spread wide and sobbing at her feet. His dick was throbbing and his balls were hanging low and full. Around him were seated six ladies, each thrilled at having him as their personal slave, if only for one night a week. Things had turned out pretty well, it seemed! Certainly better than she had planned when she'd first seen him sitting in that tavern only four nights ago. But then again, she had always had the ability to make the best of situations as opportunities presented themselves. As for her Fridays, well, whenever Tommy had proved to be obe- dient and escaped the torment of another night in the woods, she'd have him spend Friday nights at her studio in town. She was going to use her night as an opportunity to indulge all of her bizarre sexual fantasies. She now had a slave who couldn't say no to anything and she planned to make good use of him. She'd spend her leisure time photographing him in all the inde- cent poses her dirty little mind could come up with. The first thing she'd do is make him sign a model's release form and then she'd be free to do whatever she pleased with the pictures, even sell them to magazines if she felt she had some particularly good ones. She was smart enough to know that the best way to keep him tractable was to keep him aroused and begging. When she was tired of taking pic- tures or needed to get some work done she would keep him in a little cage, or tied on his back with his legs bent in the air and spread wide. It would be good inspiration to her and it would also prove to be a nice diversion for her twin nieces, whom she often had over to visit her. They could amuse themselves with him in that position while she got her work done or ran an errand or two. They were good girls, but a little devilish, and she was sure they'd enjoy playing with him like that! Poor Mr. Hyde! If he only knew the full extent of his future serving these women... but even if he did, it wouldn't change a thing. He had gone far past the point of being able to do anything to prevent it. Beverly licked her lips as she released Tommy from his bonds. She made him crawl to each of the ladies, kiss their shoes and beg them to keep him as their slave. He also had to lay across each lady's lap for a sound spanking as he cried for it to end. It was particularly embarrassing being spanked by Carol. She seemed almost as nervous as he, but she soon warmed to the task of warming his backside, egged on a bit by Marie's encouragement. After he had visited each of the ladies Beverly made him kneel in front of the group and jerk off while they laughed and hooted and told him how cute he looked. He was ready to shoot in less than a minute but Beverly insisted he hold out for at least five minutes before letting him release his pent-up load. As the timer clicked off the last seconds, his face was beet red and the veins in his forehead were bulging from the intense desire to release. Finally he sprayed his hot white load high into the air and collapsed on the ground, his body wracked with convulsions as his ejaculations continued. Over a dozen spasms later he finally stopped jerking his hips. The load from his balls had finally been released but even he knew that this was only a temporary relief. It was Saturday, after all, and he belonged to Linda the rest of the day. Beverly made him crawl back to the car and put him in the back seat. When they got to his house she allowed him to put his sweatpants and tee shirt back on for the walk from the car to the front door. This was a temporary situation to avoid any embarrassment on Linda's part as she went along with them into the house. Once inside, they stripped him down completely and made him get on his hands and knees. Linda found the baby bonnet from the other night and placed it back on his head while Beverly re-attached the leash to his collar. "You have my number, Linda. Don't forget to let me know if he even slightly disappoints you. I'll know how to handle him!" Linda hugged Beverly and thanked her several times. As Beverly opened the door to leave, Linda was already picking up the phone to call Tina and Ellen. They had a full day ahead of them and a lot of preparations to make! She looked at Tommy crouched crab-like on the carpet and smiled. He looked at her pathetically from beneath the hated pink bonnet. The intense misery in his eyes made her feel smug with confidence as she dialed Tina's number. Life sure was great when you were young and in control! When Tina answered the phone, Linda nearly bubbled over with excitement telling her about the arrangements Beverly had made, and that Mr. Hyde was now a slave! Not only that but he was to be HER slave every Saturday, from now on! From his position on the floor, crouched crab-like on his arms and knees with his bare ass up in the air spread wide and inviting, Tommy could hear Tina's squeals of delight as both teenagers chatted excitedly over the phone about their plans. On two occasions Linda had to reach down and slap his already red ass and warn him to stop fidgeting. Eventually she sat down in a chair and crossed her legs on his rump, using him as a footstool while she finished her conversation with her friend. "OK now, you're sure you can get the stuff? Great! You should see him now... He's totally naked except for that pink baby bonnet on his head and I'm using his rear end for a footstool! Yeah, he looks miserable. Wait till tonight when the others come over! He thinks he's miserable now! Hurry up and come on over. I'll call Ellen now and see if she's home. See ya!" After Linda hung up she immediately dialed Ellen's number. When Ellen finally came to the phone Linda repeated the whole story to her, even pausing to slap Tommy's ass again just so he wouldn't think she'd forgotten him. Ellen told her that she, too, could bring over a few things and Linda told her to hurry because Tina was already on her way. After she hung up, Linda just sat there for a few minutes looking at Tom. She used her toes to massage his asscheeks a bit and even poked her toes in between them while she giggled and taunted him.