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complete your end of the deal, and I'll tell you where they
are. You do really well, and you can save them a lot of
embarrassment."

It didn't look good. I could go and tell, but I doubt that
Tammy would even admit she had seen my friends, let alone
tell where they were. The police might get involved, and
parents would be informed. Everyone would know that two
eighth grade boys were taken prisoner by a group of girls;
all that just to save me from some embarrassment.

"Okay, I'll do it. But this ends it. Once I'm done, this
stops, or I'll tell no matter what happens. Understand?"

"Yeah, I understand. As you say, this is the last time,
unless you cross me sometime. I can keep my word."

"What about my friends?"

"Do you promise to go through with this, just like we said?
No going back, no chickening out?" I nodded yes. "Go wait
in the woods; I'll be up there soon. I'll bring you're
friends out with me, they can watch. When you're done, you
can all go."

I wasn't sure I could trust her but if she could take out
Mike and Tim together, then we weren't going to safe anyway.
As embarrassing as this was going to be, it looked like it
could be the end.

I waited up in the woods for them to arrive. The ropes were
still tied to the trees, just waiting for me to get bound up
again. The waiting was the worse part. Then I heard
voices.

"What's this all about, Jon?" It was Tracy and two other
girls from my homeroom. "Some girl said you had something
to show and tell us. I hope it's as exciting as the last
thing you showed me." She laughed, and turned to whisper to
the other two girls. They both began laughing so hard tears
ran down their face. This was going to be a lot harder than
I thought.

Within the next few minutes, ten more girls from my homeroom
showed up, as well as five boys. I couldn't imagine why the
boys were here, but I didn't like it. Then Tammy and Ally
showed up with Tim, Mike, and Tom.

Part 6: The Punishment

Tammy called everyone into a circle and said "Let the show
begin. Jon here has something to show you, and a few
requests to make to you. And I've invited a few boys here
just to show how much control I can yield. When Jon's done,
if any of you boys want to keep on picking on the girls, you
can expect to face what he has to do. But feel free to join
in you'll probably never get another chance to pick on and
tease a boy like you will today. But now, here's Jon."

Everyone was staring at me, not sure what was going to
happen. I had been expecting to be told what to do, which
would have made it easier. Instead, I was being forced to
perform in what looked like free will rather than by threat.

Well, I knew what was expected of me. I kicked off my shoes
and pulled off my socks, then stood up and began unbuttoning
my shirt. "All of you know me, of course. I've been asked
to show you my body, and tell you some things about me that
you didn't know. Then there will be the hands-on part,
finally, a bit of real embarrassment."

Giggles from all around. Even the boys were paying close
attention. Not that any of them were gay, but if I were in
the audience, I'd be watching too. My shirt was off, and I
hesitated at my belt. I looked to Tammy, and she mouthed
"Just do it" to me. I undid my jeans and let them drop.

"Oh god, I can't believe this! This is too much." Most of
the girls were crowding closer.

"Why are you doing this?" asked one of the boys.

I started to say "because I have to" but I looked at Tammy
and she was shaking her head no. That meant that I couldn't
blame her. "Because I've been rude to girls most of my life
and now its time for me to pay for it."

Again I paused, and then stepped out of my jeans. Now all I
had on was my underpants. My stomach was turning flip-flops
from what I was about to do. I hooked my thumbs into the
elastic band and slowly lowered them past my knees. The
girls were all staring right at my dick, and it began to
grow.

"This is my di, uh, penis. Oh, ya, first I'm supposed to
tell you where I'm ticklish." I stepped out of my
underwear. "I'm pretty ticklish under my armpits, and
across the top of my groin, here, but most of all I'm
ticklish right under the bottom of my dick." My face must
have been bright red; here I was standing naked in front of
most of my homeroom showing them my hard penis. The girls
were pushing to get a good look, and even the boys were
looking in. But now it was time for the really hard part.

"Now, behind those trees are some ropes. If you boys would
help, I'd like you to tie me up." The boys eagerly stepped
forward. None of them had ever imagined having the chance
to witness the complete humiliation of one of their own.
Soon I was tied just like before, fully exposed and
helpless.

"Now, one word of warning, even if I beg you to, you
shouldn't rub my penis, because it's more torture if you
don't. If everyone remembers where I'm ticklish, then why
don't you come up one at a time and torture me."

Everyone held back. Then Ally stepped forward and ran her
finger along the bottom of my dick. My dick pulsed and
jumped with every touch, and I kept pulling back on the
ropes trying to get away from her touch. That was enough,
once the ice was broken; every girl wanted a chance to touch
me. Several times Tammy had to stop them to let me catch my
breath. My dick was leaking precum by the quart, and I
eagerly needed to beat off. But of course, I couldn't. The
girls were really enjoying watching my dick bounce from
their touch, and I could see that all the boys had tents in
their pants.

By the time the girls had enough, the boys started. Unlike
the girls, they knew exactly where and how to touch me to
cause the maximum sensation. They also knew what they were
doing to me.

"Bet you'd like a chance to rub it off, wouldn't you.
What'll you give for it?"

I was reduced to begging them to please untie me. Finally,
to the extreme disappointment of the boys, the girls did
just that. As soon as my hands were free, they flew to my
dick and it only took a few strokes before I shot load after
load of cum, more than I ever knew I could shoot. When I
was done, I looked over at Tammy.

"You forgot one thing" she said to me. Looking back at the
girls she said "Tie him up again."

As soon as I was bound Tammy said "I think its time for an
experiment, just like in science class. I want to know how
many times he can be made to do that in twenty minutes.
There are twenty of us, so we each get a minute. If someone
doesn't want a turn, the next person gets two minutes. And
I'll pay $5 to every person who makes him cum. So you go
first, then you;" Tammy pointed out each person, including
Tom, Mike, and Tim. All three of them declined, and so did
two other boys. Their minutes were assigned to other
people. Ally was first.

She ran her hand over the top of the head, then just the
edge of a finger nail. As soon as she got a response from
me, she kept going with the finger nail while her other hand
slowly rubbed the shaft. I shot another load before her
time was up, and she used the remaining time to get me hard
again.

The next girl had very little technique, and I lasted her
whole minute without cumming, but I was close.

Then came a boy. He knew exactly the right stroke and
pressure, and called the girls over to show them how to do
it with maximum effect. He was able to win $10 with his
time, and I was starting to feel drained.

The next two girls got me one more time between them. I
lasted through the next five girls, but then came a girl who
had paid close attention. And she had two minutes. She
made me cum once, but I could only just barely hold off
cumming a second time. By now my dick was getting sore.
The next girl also had two minutes, and she was able to
finish what the previous girl had nearly accomplished. Then
came two more boys, but I was spent and they left
disappointed, as did the next girl.

That left Tammy, who went at me with style. She had coated
her hand with lotion, which felt soothing on my now aching
dick. And her speed and pressure were just right. She also
brought me to climax.

"Eight times in twenty minutes. Not as good as I had hoped,
but I guess it was the best we could do. Now, Jon, do you
remember what else you were supposed to do?"

I nodded my head. "I was supposed to tell "

"Wait a second, Jon" Tammy said, motioning for the ropes to
be untied. "Tell us while you show us."

I couldn't believe my ears. I was going to have to beat off
again, right after being forced eight times. That would
make a total of ten times in less than an hour.

Afraid of what might happen if I didn't, I began rubbing my
dick. I heard two boys saying "I sure am glad it's him and
not me."

As I got hard again, I said, "when I do this I, I, uh, I
think of girls. Some particular girls, like most of you."
My dick was growing hard again.

"And what do you think of when you're thinking of us?"

"Of seeing you naked. And, uh, maybe making you do
something like Tammy is making me do now."

"You see girls" said Tammy. "He admits that he would enjoy
making you do what I just made him do. All these boys feel
that way, I'm sure." The boys suddenly lost interest in
watching me beat off and were looking to see if there were
ropes waiting for them. "I can't make his mind stop
thinking about you, but I can give you something to remember
this day with." She reached into her bag and pulled out a
digital camera.

I stopped rubbing off and tried to cover up. "Continue what
you were doing, or I'll invite these boys to tie you up
again."

The boys were only too ready to make sure that all the
attention was focused on me, and none on them. I returned
to beating off while Tammy took pictures. The final one
caught me just as the last cum I could produce that week
came shooting out of my dick.

"There will be pictures available for everyone. These are
just like trading cards, girls. There are plenty of boys;
maybe you can get a set of all the boys in your classroom.
Perhaps even all the boys in your grade."

The smart boys took off. Two weren't smart or quick enough
and were dragged to the ground and forcibly stripped. They
tied one to the ropes and ordered the other to begin. Once
he was done, they swapped him with the one in the ropes.

Meanwhile, I was getting dressed as fast as I could. Tim,
Mike, and Tom came over, and when the girls grabbed at them,
they helped with removing their own clothes. The girls
snapped away as each of them beat off for the total
enjoyment of the girls. When the camera's memory was
filled, Tammy gladly provided another flash card so they
could take more. Finally the battery went low in the
camera.

The girls turned their attention to the boy they still had
bound. They found more rope, and tied the other boy up so
that each of them was spread-eagled just as I had been. As
Mike, Tom, and Tim grabbed their clothes and we left, I
could still hear them begging for the girls to stop. The
girls obviously weren't satisfied. I realized why the boys
had been so interested in me, and I was tempted to stand and
enjoy their 'punishment,' but I decided the woods didn't
seem like a good place to play for a while, although it
appeared the girls would seek out the boys who had escaped.

"Make them shoot it now, then lets do it again. Let's try
and set a new record, and see which of them can do it the
most." I felt sorry for the boys, but not sorry enough to
go back and attempt a rescue. I almost hung around long
enough just to see if they could shoot more times then I
did, but figured it was time to leave while the going was
good.

Besides, I had to find a way to get back at my sister Cheri
for all this trouble she had caused. Not just for me, but
for all the boys in the eighth grade.

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