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 Adults Only Author: BarelySofi Copyright 2017 Title: Little Bastards 02
STORYCODES: Black mail, Forced teasing and exposure.
Summary: Sandra and her dad moved to a new neighborhood, some of the
parents there wants her to babysit a bunch of younger boys.

   Little Bastards Chapter II

   Next morning I woke up as planned, got a shower and had breakfast with
dad, we talked about things, I tried to get his impression about Maureen,
but he caught me.

   "Are you worried about your old man Sandra?" he teased me, and I blushed
lightly, he finished his coffee and kissed my forehead.

   "I have to shower, have a great day Sandra, I'm proud of you," He said
and left me alone with my breakfast.

   I ran for a while, and went back home, Dad had already left, so I went
for a second shower, and that time I played myself for some time.

   Finally, I had to hurry, I had spent more time in the shower than I
usually did, but in time, I was ready, for that day I chose a summer dress,
but I picked a pair of shorts beneath.

   The second day started the same, the boys were coming and at 9 Am I had
all of them at home.

   Again, the boys were into two different groups, older, and youngers. 
The youngers spend most of their time on the living room with the TV and
some of their toys, while the older ones were in my room, listening some
music.

   I didn't know if they have found my gift in my panties drawer, I would
notice at night, but in one of my visits one of the boys, Wesley asked me
to use my laptop.

   "It's a crap, is not working anymore, I don't know what happens to it" I
answered, and it was true, the laptop was not really old, but one day it
had stopped working, I would love to have it fixed but due the economic
adjustments we were unable to afford the reparations.

   "I'm good at computers if you want I could try to fix it".

   Well, that really worthed to try.

   "Ok, if you don't mind would be great, Wesley" I smiled good!  they
would be busy for a while.  Then they would probably find that there was
not anything to do with it.

   I went down and played some kid games with the young ones.

   I walked back to my room a few times to check them, they were busy with
my laptop, then went to make lunch.

   I felt a little hand on my dress, looked down and noticed Brad there.

   "Sandra...  I need to pee." He was looking at me, with his hand under
his pants, moving it.

   Ok Brad, let's go.

   I washed my hands in the sink and led him to the bathroom then turned
myself facing the door.

   I didn't hear him peeping, so after some minutes I turned.

   "what happens, Brad?  is all ok?"

   "I don't know...  " He replied, I sighed and turned around, walking next
to him, and again I blushed, I couldn't believe, the little boy was hard
and he was looking his penis surprised.

   "I..  It's bigger Sandra", he told me, his little hand was touching him.

   I looked at him, trying to know if he was fooling or not, but he seemed
scared.  Finally, I smiled and started talking.

   "I think is normal Brad, the penis is supposed to go this way under some
circumstances, but now you should hurry, I need to check the kitchen.  He
nodded and started to pee, but, instead of pointing into the toilette he
pointed everywhere, as a reflex, I grabbed his penis and pointed to the
right place, I could feel him trembling on my touch, but he kept peeing
until the jet disappeared and the last drops fell.

   Then I shook his hard penis and asked him to get dressed.

   "You should start doing that on your own Brad, really, you're getting a
bit old to need help with that," I said while I was washing my hands, and I
saw his face blushing and nodding.

   Soon we were back, I went to the kitchen and Brad went with the boys.

   I was feeling weird, the first erected cock I had touched and it was
from a 8 years old, well, that wasn't the way was supposed to be.  During
lunch, Wesley told me that in order to fix the laptop he needed some
software if he could borrow it that night he was sure about having it fixed
for the next morning.  I told him to borrow it, I didn't need a not working
laptop, so I would do the same with or without it.

   After lunch we all sat on the sofa, we tried to pick a movie, but they
were too many different tastes, so we finally played some games, I left
them for a while to wash the dishes, and when I came back found some of
them sleeping.

   I took some blankets and covered the boys who were sleeping, the older
ones went back to my room, while I rested quietly in the living room
enjoying a bit of calm.

   I spent there about one hour, then went to watch the older ones, I went
to my room and saw no one there, I would have panicked if I would note hear
laughs from the bathroom.

   I knocked the door.

   "Boys what are you all doing there," I said, more laughs "Come if you
want to see," one of them said and I heard more laughs, I thought about
coming in, but finally chose the easy option.

   "You have 10 seconds to go out, if not I will tell your parents you were
playing in the bathroom, I don't think it's a place to play boys!"

   I could hear more noise inside, but finally, the door opened, the boys
were still laughing after they had left I checked the bathroom but I didn't
found anything out of usual, I wondered what they were doing there.

   That night Maureen picked her boys before dinner, I offered her to come,
but she needed to do house stuff, so only three of the boys were there to
dinner.

   Around 10 Pm the last boys had left, I had a shower and then back to my
room, I was tired for a nonstop day.

   I put some fresh panties and noticed the not I had written was there,
the drawer was exactly as I had left it the day before.  I felt bad for the
boys, I had thought they had been messing there, but probably it was just
my imagination.

   I took the note and put it in the trash I was about going to sleep when
I remembered something, the photos!.  Last summer dad bought me a camera, I
remembered taking some sexy pics of myself in the bathroom, my old big
bathroom, I wasn't naked, but wearing panties and bras while putting silly
faces in front of the mirror, I had saved that photos on my laptop, and
now, my laptop was in one of those boy's hands.

   Believe me or not, I started to feel excited, wondering if Wesley would
find them, and maybe masturbate with them, my hand slid under my panties on
that thought, I took off my top and played, the sensation of being observed
wasn't there anymore, probably was my mind, not used to have neighbors,
being in a new home with new sounds around, I played with myself until I
felt asleep.

   Next morning I woke up with a different feeling, I felt sexy, I had
dreamed with Wesely, checking my pics, I had dreamed of him stroking
himself, I had pictured his penis, as a bigger version of Brad's, I didn't
have many references about cocks, yes, I used to have internet, but I never
enjoyed porn, not the kind of porn you would find easily, I was more about
histories, erotic tales and such.

   I don't know why, but I took my camera, and did some sexy pics of me in
the morning, then a bit shameful, I hid the camera in my panties drawer and
went for breakfast.

   Wesley brought my laptop, he had fixed it, he talked about hard drives,
format and reinstalling everything, I didn't have a clue, but I think he
had needed to delete all the information there before being able to fix it.
At least he had not seen my pics, for a while I felt deceived, but then I
felt relieved.

   He put my laptop back on my desktop, they would use it to watch music
video clips on youtube.

   I did some breakfast and started my routine of walking from one group to
another.

   It was an extremely hot day, and without conditioned air, I was already
sweating at 10 in the morning, the kids were shirtless, and I really envied
them, boys are free to be shirtless at any moment.

   The older kids were again in my room on youtube, they were watching
video clips, some of them seemed to be too spicy, but it was not anything
they couldn't see on tv.

   Before lunch, I was unable to bear anymore.

   "Boys, can you watch for the youngers for a while?  I need a shower"

   "Sure Sandra, take your time," Said Daniel.

   I picked some clothes in my room and went to the bathroom, I didn't
usually lock the door, my dad and myself were used to knock before coming
so we didn't have that need, I thought about doing it, but then I thought I
would be in trouble if the lock didn't work and I wasn't unable to go out
while having the house full of kids, I didn't even know If I was supposed
to take a shower while babysitting, but I needed it.

   I had a quick shower, I was in panties and bra when I heard someone
knocking.

   "who's there?" I asked

   "It's me, Brad" I need to pee.

   Obviously, if it would be any of the older boys I would get dressed, but
Brad was young enough for me to not worry, so I told him to step in.

   I found funny the way he blushed, I was drying my hair.  He looked at me
and walked to the toilet, I could see him pulling down his pants.

   "ah aww!!!  he said, squirming a little"

   "what happened Brad?" I stopped drying my hair and walked to him.

   "It hurts!" He was there, with his penis in his hand, I didn't know how
to react.

   "hurts where?" I asked, then he pointed the head of his penis.  What
should I do, I wasn't an expert, I didn't know really a lot about penises.

   He was touching it, I could hear him sobbing, that would be really
hurting him..  I wasn't sure about how to address it.

   "Can I check it, Brad?" He sobbed a few more and nodded.

   I lowered the lid and sat on the toilet, gently I took the penis and
started to check it.

   "let me know if it hurts ok?" I said while touching it trying to know
where exactly was hurting.

   I knew I would have to pull the skin a little to see, so I started to
pull it down, then he screamed loud.

   "Awww!!"

   The door opened, and some of the older boys came in asking what was
happening, I blushed, I noticed myself, in my undies, sitting in front of
Brad with my hand on his penis.

   "I..  It's not.  he said it hurts so I was checking it" I saw the boys
looking to each other, like wondering what was really happening.

   "And?  " Trent asked, he was Wesley's brother, I got confused

   "And what?" I asked

   "Is he ok?" he said

   "I shrugged", then I pulled the skin really gently until I felt the boy
was about to scream again, I saw the little head red.

   "I don't know", but it's red, but I don't know if it's normal, could you
guys check it, please?

   They seemed a bit confused but finally agreed, I picked my clothes and
went to my room to get dressed, and went back to the bathroom.

   One of Maureen's boys told me that it was a bit red, probably for not
cleaning it properly, one of his brothers had suffered the same.

   I knew I would have to talk to Brad's dad about it, but I wasn't sure
about how to do it, in fact, I noticed the boys had already seen me in my
undies, that gave me lots of things to think about during the rest of the
day.

   I managed to talk with Brad, asking him to not tell that I had been
checking his penis, then when his dad came to pick him I just told him that
Brad had told me that his penis was hurting.

   He thanked me and assured he would get a doctor to check it.

   That night before going to sleep I checked my e-mail with the fixed
laptop, Wesley had done a good job, it was faster than I remembered, I
checked for my pics, but felt relieved when I didn't found anything, the
laptop was empty.

   I took my camera again, stripped out of my clothes and took a few
photos, I knew it was risky, I was taking sexy photos, and leaving the
camera in my drawer, the drawer I had suspected the boys were messing a
couple of days before, but that sensation, was something I had never felt,
the risk of being discovered.

   I played myself, and before going to sleep I saved my photos into my
laptop.

   I had a real bad night, I wondered if any of the boys would tell their
dad or mom that they had caught me almost naked with one of the boy's penis
in my hand, and thinking how I could explain that.

   Next day I woke up and started with the routine, I ran for a while and
got ready before the first kids arrived.

   Brad's dad thanked me again, he had brought him to a doctor, Brad has an
infection, he appeared to have phimosis, something that made the boy unable
to pull his foreskin to clean it.  I didn't ask him why he didn't notice it
before, at that point I was pretty sure the little brat had been fooling me
to make me touch his penis.

   He kept talking, Friday Brad would go to a small surgery in order to cut
a bit of skin, but with the antibiotics and some care, he would be fine. 
Brad seemed really scared.

   Brad's penis was the subject during the first half in the morning, it
was another hot day, and the tv was saying that we would have the same
tempèratures for at least five more days.

   That day, when Brad asked me to help him peeing, I tried to make him
understand that I had discovered his lie.  I was dumb, yes, but, he looked
at me with his pity eyes and finally convinced me to help him again.

   He showed me how his dad had told him to wipe and clean it, and he
insisted I should shake it more than before to make sure it was fully
clean.

   Now, let's talk about Brad's dad for a while, he was the younger of the
dads, he was handsome, but with a touch of bad guy, he was probably a bad
guy when younger, I had even noticed a tattoo on his neck, probably only a
portion of a big tattoo.

   I'm saying that so you understand why I was masturbating in the shower
when I heard someone coming in.

   I closed the curtain and told him to go, it was Alex, he apologized, but
told me that he was unable to wait for more, I had to stay there, hearing
the pee sound, then he flushed and washed his hands before leaving.

   He didn't close the door.

   Now I was in bad mood, I didn't have time to finish what I was doing, I
had to pick a towel, wrap it around myself and go to close and lock the
door.

   I got dressed and walked down to check the boys.

   I wasn't sure how much had seen Alex, or how much had he told the rest
of the boys, but I had a bad feeling about it, obviously I would never try
the same thing again, and I would lock the bathroom's door.  I had teased
them, and now I knew I was doing wrong.

   Once the last kid had left I went to my room to check the e-mail.

   I noticed one e-mail, the subject was

   Hello Teaser,

   The mail didn't have any text but had one attached photo, I opened it,
and I started to shiver.

   There I could see the boys, in my room, in front of my laptop, and on
the screen, there was a photo of myself, one of the photos I had taken the
night before, I was half turned, naked, I was not showing anything, but I
was clearly teasing.

   I blushed, I looked around, trying to locate the place the photo had
been taken, my first thought was that one of the kids had taken it, but I
realized that all the older kids were there, watching my photo, then I
looked for the angle, probably had been taken from outside the window, a
neighbor?  who?  the kids were with me, and the parents were supposed to be
working.  I got paranoid, and deleted all the photos, grabbed my camera and
deleted the card, then checked for more e-mails.

   That night I didn't sleep really well, next morning I woke up and
checked the mail, I shivered when I saw a new one.

   It had some text, and another photo attached, I opened the photo, it was
a photo of myself, naked while taking some pics of myself, it seemed a
different angle apparently also taken through the window.

   Dear Teaser;

   What would your new neighbor think about you if they received those
pics?

   If you don't want me to send those photos, check the e-mail at 11 Am, no
sooner no later, do exactly as told and our secret will be safe.

   Don't answer my e-mails, just do as told and I will know if not, this
will be your last day of babysitting.

   I shivered again, who was sending me that e-mails, how much he did know,
those were the only pictures he had?

   It was Thursday, I went to ran, but I did it more to try to know who
could be at home than for the running itself.

   At 10:55 I sent the boys down to the living room, they asked me why, but
I just told them that I had to do something in my room, they complained but
agreed after I told them they could come back once I had finished.

   At 11:00 I got a new e-mail.

   Dear Teaser, you like to tease?  then you will.

   Open your room door, then go to your closet and pick the longer shirt
you have, you will wear it with panties but without a bra.  Then you will
stand in front of the window, the one you have on your back for 5 whole
minutes.  You can't change again until 5 pm.

   You have 2 minutes to change.  If you don't do exactly as told I will
send all the photos to your dad and the rest of your new neighborhood.

   I felt down over my chair, shivering, I didn't know what to do, I didn't
know how serious was my blackmailer, nor the kind of trouble I would be if
I didn't follow the instructions.

   I went out of my room, the kids were in the living room.

   I did as told, picked the longer shirt I had, It covered half of my
tights, at least my panties would be covered.  I took off my short and top
and bra, I was offering my back to the window, not wanting to give him more
chances to watch me, then I put the shirt on.

   With that, I took the clock and faced the window as told.  During that
whole time, I tried to see any movement outside, in the nearby houses.

   After the five minutes that seemed an eternity I picked the dirty
clothes and put them in the basket.  Then went to the living room.

   The boy's faces, I could see them opening their mouths while they
watched me, I had tried to dress conservative, not giving them any chance
to pick, but there I was, with a shirt, and fully conscious that any
movement would make my panties visible.

   "You can go to my room now, I've finished there," I said, blushing the
deep red.

   I was fully conscious that I was not wearing the right attire a good
babysitter would wear, but I was scared, I needed to think, to have some
time and maybe know who was playing with me.

   Being braless was new for me, that was a thing I only did to sleep, but
know I was aware of my breasts bouncing with each one of my movements.  My
breasts weren't so big, just average size, but I wasn't used to feeling
them moving freely.

   While the younger ones were acting normal, I felt the older ones looking
at me, following each one of my movements, probably trying to get a glimpse
of my pants, as I told I was scared, but also a bit excited.

   The day until 4 pm was a mental roller coaster, I tried to do the same I
was used, but sitting on the sofa with that shirt was difficult without
being aware of your own nakedness.

   At 4 Pm I got changed, jeans bra and a shirt, I wanted to dress as much
as I could, I had felt weird all the day, I wished that my blackmailer
would have enough, but something inside my head was telling me that he had
only started.

   I was clear about something, I would put curtains in my room as soon as
possible, I could use some of my bedsheets, but my dad or the boys would
ask about it, and I was unable to find any good reason to explain that
without raising more questions.

   That night Maureen had dinner with us, I was nervous, she asked how I
was doing, also offered herself for any advice I could need.

   After dinner I went back to my room with the boys, to give her and dad
some time to adult chat.

   Once they had left I felt over my bed, I was still dressed, but about
falling sleep when my laptop did one sound.

   I went to it and sat on the chair.

   The subject was Congratulations.

   I started to read one I had checked that nothing was attached, my
blackmailer didn't have any more photos?

   Dear Teaser, congratulations, you did well.

   Keep going, and you'll be free before you notice.  Now one advice, I
don't like that you had deleted your photos, make some more, at least 10 of
them, and put them on your laptop.

   Don't drop your panties in the dirty clothes basket, I want you to wear
the ones you're wearing until tomorrow morning.  You will get instructions
tomorrow morning.

   I had a mix of feelings, scared, nervous but excited all at the same
time, I knew I was acting dumb, I should just delete my e-mail account, is
not that I used it too much, I could just talk with my dad, I knew he would
not be happy, but he would help me, but on the other side, my blackmailer
had told me that I would be free soon, so, why not try getting things done
and forget about it?.

   I took my camera and went to the bathroom, I wouldn't take pics to my
room, at sight of my blackmailer, so I did them there.

   I stripped down and took some photos, again not showing anything but
trying to tease the camera, when I had got 10 of them I thought good
enough, I put my panties and shirt back and went to my room, then I saved
the new pics on my laptop.

   I had weird dreams that night, a masked man in my room giving me orders,
and I was following each one of them, he was telling me what I should dress
and when, when I woke up I was sweating.

   I knew I didn't know anything about my blackmailer, my subconscious was
telling me that it was probably a man, but I didn't have a clue.  I checked
the mail.

   Teaser cheater,

   I guess you took your pics, but you didn't in your room, from now on
you'll dress and undress always there, It's not that I will see anything
new.  (check the pics).

   Once you're alone you'll leave the panties you're wearing now on your
bed, you will ignore them during all day.

   At 10 o'clock you'll take a shower, don't think about locking the door,
leave it just a little opened, then you'll go to your room with only a
towel, and ask the boys politely to leave while you change.  You can't
close the door.

   Then you will wear some of those elastic shorts.  (see shorts photo and
a similar shirt to the one you're wearing in the same photo.  No bra, no
panties.

   Check back our e-mail at 1 PM.

   I opened the photos, there were some photos of me naked, fully frontals,
yes, obviously he wouldn's see anything new, he had plenty of photos of me,
then the one named shorts, I remembered the moment, it was after going to
run, those shorts were really tight, and the top was a tank top more than a
shirt.

   I closed the email, took a shower and went to my room to get dressed.

   I used the same jeans I had the day before, and a black shirt, something
fully covering, then I went to have breakfast, that day I didn't go
running, I had my mind going crazy.  My dad noticed me silent, and I had to
convince him that everything was fine.  Once he left I dropped my dirty
panties over my bed.  I think I've already told that I'm a bit obsessed
with order, so leaving something dirty over my bed made me feel really
weird.

   That morning Brad didn't come, his dad had brought him to fix his little
problem, but the rest of the boys appeared as always.

   The older ones ran to my room, I wondered what they would think about my
panties there, over my bed, I was tempted to go and check, but also too
nervous to do it.  Each time I went to check them I avoided to look at my
bed.

   At 9:30 I was nervous, I knew what I was going to do, my legs were
almost falling, finally I went to the bathroom after checking the boys one
last time.

   I stepped into the bathroom and closed the door, then I shook my head,
if you're doing it, do it well, I opened the door a few centimeters, then
removed all my clothes and took my shower.

   I could feel my heart beating fast, excited and scared, I didn't spend
too much time in the shower, I wanted to finish it as soon as possible.  I
took a towel and wrapped it around me before stepping out of the shower,
then walked to my room.

   "Sorry boys, do you mind to leave, I need to change." There I was, in my
room, still with my hair wet, only with a towel as protection, all the boys
turned to me.

   They left me alone in my room, I checked the door, it was open, I picked
the clothes I was told, then, unwrapped the towel and got dressed, it was
fast, not wearing undies made it far easier.

   When I was about going I noticed something, my panties were gone, the
ones I had dropped over my bed, one of the boys had picked them?  That
caused more excitement.

   I picked the jeans and put them in the closet, then the shirt and towel
went to the dirty clothes basket.

   I had done it, now I only had to wait until 1 PM, soon I noticed why my
blackmailer had picked those shorts, they were tight, and without panties,
made my pussy lips too obvious.  and the shirt, I was braless, but not
wearing a big long shirt, no, I was excited and my nipples were pushing.

   I spent two horrible hours, unable to stop myself from feeling aroused
while trying to cover my breasts each time I had to talk to any of the
boys.

   My shorts were light gray, and my lips were obvious, but not as much as
my nipples were.

   I was already making lunch when I noticed It was time to check my
e-mail. I wondered what excuse give the boys so they left me alone when I
heard them coming.  They were hungry already.

   I left them in the living room and ran to check the e-mail.

   Dear teaser;

   I'm having fun, and that's good for you, really good, the more fun the
nicer I feel.

   First I want you to look under your bed, you'll find your panties there,
then I want you to put them next to you and keep reading.

   Remember, I can know if you're doing what I say or not.

   I stopped and did as told, stood up, kneeled and searched under my bed,
I found my panties, I noticed they were wet and a bit sticky, but I
preferred not to know what they had done with them.

   I carefully put them on my desktop and continued reading.

   For the next trial you have to choices, you can choose whichever is more
easy for you, I will feel deceived and bored, or the one you think will be
more fun for me.  (And I'll be happy and nice).

   Option 1: Wet shirt

   You will go to the bathroom and wet your shirt, enough so those breasts
are visible through the shirt.  You will come back and stay two minutes in
front of the window, so I can see how wet is your shirt, then you will go
and have lunch normally, if the boys ask, just come with any excuse, then,
after lunch come and stay again in front of the window for another two
minutes, after that you can change to whatever your want.

   Option 2:

   Pick those panties, and wear them, then put one shirt, not so long as
the one you picked yesterday, I want them to know you're wearing those
panties.  You will strip in front of the windows, and wear the panties and
the shirt.  At 4 PM you can change to whatever you want, but you will keep
those panties until tomorrow morning.

   Extra funny option:

   Yeah, with this one you'll make me extremely happy, I'm not sure, but I
could even consider releasing you if you behave really good during the
weekend.

   Mix the two previous options.

   Wear the panties and the shirt, then wet the shirt and keep it that way
until 4 Pm, then you can change to whatever but keeping the panties until
tomorrow morning.

   I finished ready and relaxed.  What to do?

   I touched the panties, Ewww, disgusting, I didn't know what they had
done, but I had a little idea.

   I knew I had to hurry and make my mind, he had told that I could be
released on Monday, and that sounded too good to me, but, I knew that the
third option would be too much for the boys, they would probably tell
someone and I would be in trouble.

   Well, showing them my panties wasn't too bad, seemed the best option, at
least no one could see my nipples.

   I stood up, and took off my clothes, walked in front of the window, and
put the panties, I almost could feel them getting stuck on my skin, then
walked to the closet and picked a shirt, It covered half of my butt, I
always could tell that my clothes got wet, I was changing and then I
remembered I has the something at the kitchen.

   Resigned I walked down to the kitchen.

   The boys were in the living room and they took a while until they
noticed me, I could tell from their looks that they were surprised, they
looked at me, and I thought I had to put an excuse.

   It's too hot, sorry guys, I hope you don't mind, I'm usually like this
when at home.

   I lied, of course, now they were staring my butt, only covered but those
panties I was blushing red, but tried to act normal.

   We sat at the table to lunch, they were nervous, as I was, only the
younger ones seemed to ignore something.

   The older ones ate really fast, then they ran back to my room, I made an
excuse and followed them, I hear them talking and laughing.

   "She's wearing those?  hell!  I can't believe it" some more laughs "yes,
they're not under the bed, so she's wearing them" "Gross"

   I blushed deep, and went down, finished eating with the young ones and
spent some time sitting with them.  I needed time, at least enough to face
the boys again, knowing what they knew.

   After a while I knew I had to check them anyway, so I breathed deep and
went to the room, they were again listening to music.

   "Hey boys, how are you doing?" I asked smiling, at least trying to, I
was at the door.

   "Good Sandra thank you, come in, it's your room after all, sorry for
being here all day, but it's better than staying with the brats all day".

   I smiled and stepped in, I was standing not daring to sit down.

   "Are you feeling better?" asked Roney, and I didn't know what he was
asking.

   "uh, better?"

   "Yeah, you know about the hot, you should get conditioned air here, is
not like we mind having you like that, for us you could go even shirtless"
I gasped and blushed, not knowing how to answer.

   "Well, I think that would be too much" I mumbled, I was rolling my hair
with my fingers, nervous as hell, and those panties were starting to itch
on my sensitive parts.  I felt all their eyes over me.

   "Do you go shirtless when you're alone?" Some of the boys, Alex asked me
and I shook my head, damn I was losing, now I knew they were teasing me.

   "I should go to watch the others," I said and turned away, I could hear
a "nice panties" comment before I was too away to hear it.

   I sat with the younger ones, they were watching tv, well really they
were sleeping, I sat and closed my eyes for a while, I felt embarrassed,
but excited, almost wet, I checked the boys, they were sleeping, so I slid
my hand under the panties while the other was rubbing my breast I touched
myself for some minutes.  I didn't finish, I just wanted some rubbing, I
knew that would be worst, I knew I had promised myself to stop playing, but
the risk of being caught was too much for me.

   After some minutes I woke up, I needed to refresh my face, checked the
clock, it was 3:30 pm, 30 more minutes and I could wear something else.

   I went back to my room, I forced myself to sit and chat normally, I
tried to talk about music, showing them some videos, while I was handling
the laptop I remembered the photos I had put them, I wondered if they had
seen them, my nipples jumped again, what was bad with me!  I was being
blackmailed but I was wet all day?  Was I enjoying teasing?  or being
teased.  I didn't know, but I was worried, maybe, after all, I was a
Nymphomaniac?.

   At 4 PM I knew I was free to change.

   "Boys, I should change now, do you mind leaving me alone for a while
please?"

   I could just pick the clothes and change in the bathroom, but my
blackmailer had told me to change always in my room.

   "Awww, Sandra, you can change, we don't mind" Said Alex teasingly, I
looked at them, blushing, but trying to get serious.

   "If you want to be allowed here, you better go know," I said.

   They left me, I needed some seconds to recover, then, I put some shorts,
the shirt was ok, so no problem with it, I just needed to cover my bottoms.
Then, I looked outside, nothing, whoever my blackmailer was I didn't know
where he was.

   I went down, to let the boys that my room was free, but they were
already watching TV so I sat with them, now feeling better, it's amazing
how a pair of shorts can provide some comfort.

   By the time the first boys were picked I had managed to relax myself, I
was still worried about the boys telling something to their parents, I
wasn't sure, but I hoped that the younger ones had not noticed anything and
the older ones, would keep the secret, with the hope of having another
chance.

   That night I spent more time with dad, we saw a movie together, I had
always enjoyed that, lying my head over my dad's lap, while he brushed my
hair with his fingers, I think I felt asleep because when I woke up the
film had finished, and my dad was trying to woke me up.

   Bedtime princess, you must be tired after a long week.  He kissed my
forehead and patted my butt softly.

   I walked back to my room, wearing those sticky pants was a nightmare,
but I had to follow the rules in order to be released.  I was tired, both,
emotionally and physically, well, more emotionally really, I took off
everything but my panties and felt asleep.

   During the night I dreamed about the boys, I was in my room, all the
boys were there, I was wearing only those panties, the panties in wich I
was sure at least one of them had cummed, I was standing while I slid my
hand under the panties, and started to rub and rub, I cummed several times,
and the boys laughed at me each time, but their laughs instead of making me
stop, made me go faster and harder, moaning.
   End of chapter II