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 Being my first day I was determined not to let the bullies control me like
they did at the last school.  I had survived morning break unscathed and
had been to the chippy for my dinner.  I had not made any friends so to
speak so I was making my way across the school field alone.  The sun was
burning bright in the sky and a few students lay on the grass sunbathing. I
had to pass the tennis courts to get to the school main entrance.  Three
lads were leaning against the fence I held my breath but I got passed them
without incident.  Two other boys came from the other side of the court and
were now approaching me.  I felt uneasy and looked over my shoulder.  Sure
enough the three boys I had just passed were now behind me and gaining on
me fast.  Upon reaching the gate to the tennis court the five boys were all
around me and pushed me in.  Two of them had now a good grip on my jacket
lapels and were dragging me along until we got to the far corner of the
enclosure.  They pushed me up against the chain link fence where there was
a tie attached.  One of them put the tie across my neck and put it through
the fence where another was waiting and pulled it tight across my throat
and tied the ends together.  The biggest of them, a red haired boy that
stood six inches taller than me got hold of my own tie.  I thought he was
going to tighten it and choke me, but to my surprise he loosened it, and
removed it over my head.  As he got hold of my right hand my left hand was
pushed against the fence, the person behind the fence then tied my hands
behind my back.  Then she spoke, "Wait for me to get there first".  I was
stood quite helpless at the mercy of my captors.  "I don't want any
trouble", I managed to mumble, realising o course that trouble was
something I was about to get.  The girl, about my age of thirteen, had long
hair, and had a big grin on her face now.  "Have you got it Bones?" She
addressed the red head.  He did not answer but put his hand in his pocket
and produced a magnifying glass.  One of the others turned my head to the
side and pushed my right cheek against the fence, the red head held the
magnifier against my left cheek and before long it was burning my skin.  I
was squirming as much as I could to get my head out of the vice like grip,
but could not move, "Just a little longer so it makes a mark".  Just when I
thought I was going to start crying the glass was moved away.  "Perfect,
now we will recognise him straight away".  I stood, still tied to the fence
wondering what they would do next.  I did not have to wait long.  "It is my
turn now".  The girl said.  She took a step towards me and took hold of my
jacket lapels.  She pulled them across my shoulders and down my arms till
it hung on my hands behind me.  "Are you wearing a vest?" she asked me in a
soft voice.  She did not wait for my answer but tugged at my shirt so that
a button came off.  Her finger nail scratched me lightly on my stomach as
she did so.  "No vest that is so much better" she purred.  Just then she
noticed some of her friends near the entrance to the tennis courts, "Jenny,
Andrea, come and see this".  Before long there were five girls and the five
boys stood around me.  "Who do we have here?" One of them asked with a
sinister smile.  "This is my new plaything.  Do you have a belly button?"
She poked me in the stomach.  "Let's find out." She slowly reached out and
unfastened my top button, then the next, working her way down my shirt till
she reached the waistband of my trousers.  The other girls started to join
in now and pulled the two front laps of my shirt out of my trousers.  Two
girls took one shoulder each and pulled the shirt down my back exposing my
chest and stomach to all assembled.  My trousers were sitting just a little
higher than my navel.  Andrea grinned to the other girls as she said,
"These need to be pulled down a little".  I felt a churning sensation in my
tummy as she slipped her fingers into my waist band and undid the catch on
my trousers.  With one finger she lifted my zipper, and as she pulled on
each side of my trousers I could feel the fly opening.  "There it is" she
shouted, he has got a belly button, but it is too high up, he needs one
further down".  I started to panic.  I could still move my legs and tried
to kick, but as I did so I felt my trousers drop two inches.  I pushed my
back against the fence trying to stop them from dropping but it was too
late and they fell to my ankles.  The boys all laughed, and the girls were
giggling.  I had stopped struggling now and knew that worse was to come. 
Three of the girls were moving their hands across my yellow underpants,
occasionally slipping a finger or two under the elastic, but not pulling
them down.  Andrea started to slip them slowly down until my freshly grown
tuft of pubic hair just started coming into view.  "Ooh, not too far, let's
not be rude", one of them said.  Andrea produced the magnifying glass again
and rested her hand on the elastic of my underpants as she slowly burned
the flesh just above my pubic hair.  A bright red spot appeared as I
writhed about in agony.  Everybody stood back and looked at me laughing. 
Then to my horror some of them produced mobile phones and pointed them at
me as if to take a photograph.  "You are my plaything now boy, You will do
what ever I tell you, when I tell you, otherwise these photo's go on the
internet.  "Not yet, he isn't ready", one of the boys said.  He walked up
to me and pulled my underwear down to below my knees.  I was as good as
naked.  I was kept there for a few moments while they took their
photographs, then I could feel their hands touching my bare bum while one
of my hands were untied.  Then they ran away leaving me in my state of
undress , in no doubt that very soon there would be worse things coming my
way.