Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. A tale from krisnjamie. This is a work of fiction, enjoy it or not but don't get heated. It involves themes of a sexual nature. Some of those themes may sit uncomfortably with you. If in doubt don't read it. I love to get feedback from readers and hear from friends old or new. Feel free to email me knjfriend(at)yahoo.co.uk Two Barry set off just after 8.30 on the Monday morning. Initially he grabbed the keys to his battered Landrover Before being sensible and swapping for the Mercedes SLK that had been his wife's pride and joy. The Landrover was great in the lanes around the village but less so for crossing two counties for an 11.00 am appointment. The sat nav system took him straight to a small private car park. There he parked up and called the number he had been given as he walked towards the car park gates. The voice that answered told him to wait there. He waited for a few minutes until a nondescript door opened behind him. A suited man beckoned him over and introduced himself as James. James led the way down a corridor and stopped at a lift door. He pressed the call button and the lift opened immediately. When the doors opened Barry was greeted by another suit and led into a small bare room. "You can leave your phone here. No form of recording implement goes into the shop." Barry tossed his phone into the proffered basket. "I need to conduct a security sweep. Do you have any objections?" Barry shook his head no. A dark, humming wand was produced and used to scan Barry from head to toe. That done, another door opened and he was met by another suit. "hi I'm Thomas" said the suit holding out his hand. "Barry" he replied "that's fine" said Thomas "We need something to call you when you're here but I'd really rather not know any other details." "ok" replied Barry warily "Now" said Thomas "Can you explain what you are trying to achieve and what your budget is" "I don't really have a budget in mind but I'm looking for reasonable quality surveillance and security equipment" "No weaponry requirement?" "uh no, no thanks" replied Barry. By the time he got back to his car it had already been packed with his purchases. Barry was several thousand pounds worse off and he had a note with a name and number of a specialist installer if it became necessary. Barry drove home wondering what kind of customers were regulars at that particular establishment but happy in the knowledge that they had asked for no information about him, his address or his intentions. Equally he had no name, nor receipt for the money he had spent. The next day he set to work. Four perimeter lamps went along the fence and buildings between the house and the field. Each provided light when required but also housed discreet cameras which could be set to timer or started manually from a suitably configured computer, tablet or smartphone. Next came the outhouse in which the sofa was stored. Four more discreet lenses, covering the entire room, with built in motion detectors and microphones. A couple of hours later the first installation had been tried, configured and tested. The next day he rigged another four cameras covering the hot tub, again with microphones but without motion sensors less they be set off by birds or next doors cat. Again these could be on preset timer or started manually. Finally, and for no obvious reason, the three guest bedrooms on the lower ground floor benefitted from more coverage, complete with mikes and motion sensors. The fimal package would have to wait for the end of term. Now he needed a reason to view! Saturday morning saw Barry shoo Chloe out of the house. "you've done enough girl. I can managed a vacuum you know. go and have some fun. Go, go, go." Chloe had giggled and chuckled all the way up the lane. It was good to have uncle Barry back to himself again. 20 minutes later and Barry opened the door to Bex. "hiya" she beamed "Come on in" grinned Barry "what you up to?" "community service - visiting the old folk" she laughed only to find herself chased into the lounge, caught and tickled mercilessly. Afterwards, when she had her breath back she confided that shd had agreed to meet Marcus and Adrian later that day. "so do you intend to let them play?" "a bit probably" she admitted "Well, judging from experience, boys will always push just a bit farther than last time." he went on "last time all three of you were together I seem to recall your jeans around your knees and your shirt under your armpits. Last time you met Marcus you didn't manage to keep anything on." Bex grinned "kinda exciting huh" Barry shook his head in dismay. "ok girl, do you want to get stripped in the field?" "Probably not a great idea" she conceded "How about I forget to lock the sliding door in to the store, you know the one where we stored the sofa?" "That might be better" "but" said Barry "completely out of sight.... can the boy's be trusted?" "'course not, that's why they're boys but I can handle them. I need to try anyways. I can always scream and have you rescue me." "That is a last resort - anybody might hear you and come running, but I'll be nearby in the garden just in case." "You are so sweet" she said getting up and kissing his cheek "got to go mum's taking me shopping for a new bikini." "I look forward to it" He grinned "perv" she replied. The afternoon show started Just after 3.30. Barry was on the balcony when Bex followed Marcus into the field. Adrian followed a few minutes later. Barry tapped a code on his phone and the cameras covering the field sprang into life for the first time. He wandered up to his study and flicked on the monitor. Seconds later he was watching the trio as thry processed around the field. His only regret was the lack of sound but short of hiding mikes in the hedgerow he was out of options on that one. Barry returned to the balcony and took up his binoculars. The trio were about halfway around the field now. Conversation appeared animated but friendly enough. Bex had changed clothes. She looked good enough to eat but a knee length linen skirt with a denim shirt and light fleece over didn't offer much protection against determined young males. As Bex walked between the two boys she glanced in the direction of the balcony but saw nothing but shadow. She knew her protector would be about somewhere but not quite where. So far the chat had been pretty neutral but now Marcus brought up the hot tub. "wish I'd been there" complained Adrian "You bet mate" replied Marcus "She loves to have her tits played with" "You didn't" "I did, didn't I Bex, got her tits out first" "First?" Adrian queried "We don't have to talk about this right now" the girl interjected Marcus snorted before continuing. "got her pants off too" he grinned "No shit!" exclaimed Adrian "No shit. got her starkers" "awesome" replied the other boy "you got to see everything?" "Not too much 'cos of the water, but felt everything. She jerked me off too" "and I missed it" bemoaned Adrian "He didn't miss out did he Bex?" asked Marcus grasping for a breast. The girl gasped and batted his hand away. Marcus smiled and slipped an arm around her waist. He motioned for Adrian to do the same. Moments later, and in perfect step, the trio walked on. The boys with a hand on each of her buttocks and she with a hand in each boys back pocket. In that position she had no option to defend herself when Marcus used his free hand to massage a breast once again. Adrian quickly noticed and followed suit taking care to hold her tight and keep her hands behind her. When Marcus started tugging at the poppers on her shirt Bex could do little more than suggest it was a bit public. The boys ignored her and her shirt was opened to her navel. "No bra Bex" noted Marcus "fancy a bit do you?" he grinned. "guys" she wailed as her shirt parted and hands found flesh. "You wearing panties?" asked Marcus "Yeah, of course" she gasped as he gripped her nipple "Not for long huh" he grinned "Not here" she panted "not in the field" "Your pants are coming off Bex, no question." "The shed" she gasped "Mr Walters forgot to lock the sliding door, I saw him" "funking ace" exclaimed Marcus "you get to see a live cunt Ade" Barry watched as Bex was propelled down the field. Her shirt was wide open now and hands mauled her firm mounds. Focusing on her face he recognised the proximity of the couldn't care less moment, that moment when all she wanted was her sex played with. They stopped 20 feet from the buildings, almost behind cover as far as the binoculars were concerned but readily covered by his new camera system. He was tempted to go watch the monitor but knew the scene was being recorded and could be replayed at any time so decided to stay put and watch the scene unfold. Bex barely registered Marcus lift her skirt and made no comment as he dragged her panties down. She simply stepped out of them and the boy stuffed them into a pocket before they continued. Sure enough the shed door slid open without effort. Marcus crossed the room, setting off the motion detectors and firing up all four cameras and microphones. He found the light switch and the picture flared briefly before coming back into focus. Adrian pushed the girl forward and slid the door shut behind him. Seconds later Bex allowed her fleece and shirt to be peeled off her and, whilst Adrian stared at her naked torso, Marcus fumbled to find a way to undo her skirt. In fact It was fairly easy. Ties at the front crossed over each other to meet in a bow at the rear. Once that bow had been tugged free only two buttons held her modesty in place. Briefly Bex thought the clumsy boy would rip the buttons free so she reached behind her back to deal with them herself. The skirt fell away and she stood, wearing sandals, before the pair. "get a feel of that mate" invited Marcus. Adrian needed no second invitation and his hand engulfed her. Bex gasped and allowed herself to be led to the sofa. There she lay back and allowed the two boys to explore as they might wish. Adrian concentrated on her nipples whilst Marcus undid his jeans. "You gonna......." started Adrian The sound of slightly off key whistling and jangling keys hit them like a hammer. Grabbing the girl and her clothes they hurried back out the sliding door and, leaving Bex naked in the shadow of the building, they ran. Had they looked back they might have seen Barry scoop the girl up and carry her back inside.They didn't look back. Barry ensured that the sliding door was locked. He wrapped the skirt around the girls waist and pulled her fleece about her shoulders before carrying her out of the shed and across the garden to his workshop. Upstairs, he sat her in the armchair and left her to recover her thoughts as he reached for a pipe. "You ok?" he asked through the smokey haze "mostly" she replied "didn't quite go like I planned" "You had a plan?" Bex managed a giggle at that. "I was supposed to set some rules before they got into my knickers" "Oh, so you planned to let them strip you?" "They were supposed to do it under my skirt" "Do you know why it went wrong, apart from the fact that they are each bigger and stronger than you?" he asked, just a little testily "Are you angry with me Barry?" "You nearly got raped Bex" the man explained "But you were there, I knew you would be looking out for me" "But I won't always be around. What happens when they get you alone?" "I need to keep control and set some rules" she mused "that's one option" "and what's your idea?" she demanded "That I catch the little shits and castrate them with a blunt spoon" he spat, his anger finally getting the better of him. "or you could just cuddle me" she suggested "hurrumph" Bex stood, slipping the fleece from her shoulders and unwrapping the hastily applied skirt. "please" she whispered Barry put the pipe aside and moved to scoop her up. They collapsed into the armchair together. "that's better" she mumbled His hands found her nipples and she hooked on leg over the arm of the chair to expose herself for him. Barry let his fingers wander and soon had the girl panting and begging him not to stop. He didn't, of course, pursuing her clit until she orgasmed loudly. "Just as well I had the mind to soundproof the room" he stated Bex giggled "Thank you Barry. Next time I plan a meet with boys I'm coming to you first" Barry gave her a questioning look. "once you've done that I won't feel so, um...." "Randy?" "Good word" "You know Bex, you're quite old for your age" "You wanna do me again" she grinned On Sunday Adrian found Bex alone at the edge of the field. He was nervous and uncomfortable. He asked what happened and she told him that she had hidden until Mr Walters had gone and then dressed and gone home. "so are we cool?" he asked "I don't think so" replied the girl "you were going to let Marcus do whatever he wanted and probably have a go yourself." she explained "I thought you were enjoying yourself" he half lied "I was and I wasn't. It won't happen again." "What if I promised, we both promised, not to, you know" "rape me?" "it wasn't like that" "It would have been if you didn't get interupted" "maybe" the boy admitted "but what if we promised?" "Maybe we could play around a bit, but only if you really meant it." "I do, and Marcus will too, honest he will" Sure enough, when the trio happened to meet in the field later that day, both boys promised nothing more than touching. Bex held firm and got a further promise that it was always up to her. 20 minutes later she relented enough for each of the boys to take a turn with a hand inside her shorts before calling a halt and sending them on their way. She gleefully recounted the encounter to Barry on the balcony a short while later. They talked in hushed tones as Chloe and Mandy were playing in the tub below the balcony and whilst Barry had music playing didn't want to be overheard. He smiled approvingly as she told him how she rationed access to her pants before reaching for a nearby notepad and pencil. He scribbled something down before showing it to the girl. Take off your shirt. It read. "What here?" she mouthed He shrugged. Glancing out over the field Bex recalled being unable to see anything but shadows from the field. She tugged her tee shirt over her head and was bare beneath. Barry scribbled some more Now everything else. She read. The girl grinned broadly as she slipped off shoes, socks and then shorts. She stood to make a show of slipping out of her panties. Barry motioned her over and she stood, legs either side of his knees, as he touched her gently but intimately. He didn't miss a beat toying with the girl as he wrote on a fresh page. She read the question - when is your birthday? She struggled to keep her voice quiet under his ministrations but managed to whisper "next Friday" Barry wrote on another fresh page. The girl read, her eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open as she read his note. Once you are eleven I plan to: get you naked in public places Make you orgasm until your knees buckle tie you up and use a vibrator on you and before you are 12 I will have you sucking my cock With a shaking hand she wrote underneath - OK "Good girl" he whispered in her ear as he slipped a middle finger into her "and I'm going to film it all" By then she was writhing as she rode his digit. She nodded her assent. Barry grinned, stood, picked her up with his finger still inside her and carried her into the lounge. He turned the music up, lay her on the couch and pounded her cunt with his finger until she yelled for him to stop. He watched her gather her clothes and start to dress. "Did you mean all that stuff?" she asked as her panties slid into place. Barry nodded. "What if I don't want you to do it?" "Then all you have to do is stay away" he replied "I'll understand and I'll still watch out for you" "But if I, you know, visit like this?" "If you let me then I'll do all those things to you" "and take pictures?" "Take pictures, film it, whatever I want" "and make me suck your thingy" "Eventually, but you can always say no to me Bex.I won't force you or hurt you. I'll push you but I won't force you." She walked over, still shirtless, and held out her hand "deal" she said They shook hands rather formally. It seemed a long week. The weather had turned to rain so there were no after school meet ups in the field and Barry resorted to rewatching the camera footage from the weekend. He even watched Chloe and Mandy in the hot tub and found himself thinking how Chloe would be a head turner in a couple of years. By Thursday both the workshop and the polytunnel were prepped. He really had nothing to do. Still the weather brightened and with it his hopes for a little field action. So much so that he unbolted the sliding door once more. Sure enough the boys turned up just after 5 and Bex was about 10 minutes behind. She made a point of looking up at the balcony and smiling to her unseen protector before catching up with the boys. She held their hands and palmed their crotches as they walked the field boundary, in turn the boys groped at her tee shirt protected breasts and hands darted between her legs from time to time. Still she led them on, only finally stopping at the shed. She leant back against the wall with a boy on either side of her. She wasn't sure from where but she was sure he could see her. Indeed he could. Two of the field focused cameras covered that area. He had no audio and the fish eye lens distorted things a bit but he watched the boys drag her tee shirt up under her armpits so that they had easy access to her breasts. Barry could imagine her breathing changing as they played with her nipples and, in the field, the boys noticed too. Marcus reached for the popper at the top of her shorts. A hand covered his to stop him. "please" he hissed as he ever so slightly tugged a nipple Her hand fell away and the boy undid the popper and lowered her zipper. His hand slipped Inside her shorts to cup her pantie covered mound and she gasped into his shoulder. "Not here" she moaned "Why not?" asked Marcus worming his fingers into her panties "somebody might see" she hissed "fuck" exclaimed Marcus as he broke away from the girl. Out of desperation he tried the sliding door and it gave. "in here?" he suggested Adrian was still tugging on her nipples and Bex willingly moved towards the door, holding her shorts in place. Marcus had found the light switch and Barry had found a much better series of pictures, with sound! Adrian slid the door back into position as Bex wrapped her arms about Marcus' neck and hung off him as his hand shoved her shorts down and slipped back into her panties. Then Adrian was behind her, cupping breast and buttock. Marcus kissed her, he'd never done that before and Bex moaned into his mouth as his finger penetrated her. Adrian was tugging on the rucked up tee shirt and Bex lifted her arms so it could be removed, she was neither surprised nor concerned when the boy moved on to drag her panties down. There she stood, naked but for socks and trainers, sandwiched between the boys. They took turns probing her cunt, took turns twisting and tugging her nipples and indeed, took turns kissing her. When Marcus unbuttoned his own jeans her hand darted in and past his boxers. She felt his hard hot flesh and tugged on it like he'd made her do before. He rewarded her with a handful of sticky gunge which she wiped off on his boxers as she withdrew. Marcus drifted away and Adrian reached around from behind to pierce her with his forefinger. He pushed her forward so she was leaning on the sofa as he pounded her cunt. Bex hung her head and looked past her own body as he undid his jeans awkwardly with the wrong hand. Adrian saw her looking. "it's ok" he promised "I won't" Sure enough when he did finally get his jeans and boxers lowered he simply over forward to rub himself between her firm buttocks. That was enough for Bex, constant fingers in her cunt, red hot nipples and now a hard rod rubbing up and down behind her and she cried out in joy and relief. Her smell filled the air at the same time that Adrian coated her lower back. The boy cleaned her up with her own panties as she lay crumpled on the sofa. Then slowly, as if embarrassed, they dressed and slipped out the way they had come. Barry had no company over the weekend other than Chloe, who fussed and tidied and asked if he was eating properly. Barry dodged the invitation to have Sunday lunch with Johnson and, instead, edited a wholesome clip of Bex being stripped naked by Marcus and Adrian in the shed. He watched that little scenario unfold many times as he smoked and drank whiskey in the lounge above the workshop. By Friday he was starting to wonder if he might have frightened the girl off with his plans for her but that fear sipped away when she found him in the polytunnel on Saturday morning. "Sorry I couldn't come round last weekend" she offered "mum and dad took me shopping and then out for a meal on Saturday and I had a bit of a party on Sunday" "Well happy belated birthday" replied Barry as he cut out side shoots from the tomatoes. "It was a pretty boring party" she continued "all girls!" "Well your parents probably don't realise that you are quite such the sex monster you are" Bex giggled "What have you been up to" she asked "Oh this and that" he replied "pieced together a nice film clip of a young lady with two boys in my shed" "You have a camera in the shed?" She gasped "four actually. took a bit of editing but I'm pleased with the result" "Can I see it?" she breathed "Not sure I should be sharing my porn collection with a young girl" smirked Barry "I'm wearing my new bikini, I could show it to you whilst we watched" she suggested "Well that might be a fun idea" he grinned motioning towards the doorway. Ensconced in the lounge above the workshop Barry slipped into his chair. He had a remote control in his hand but made no effort to turn the tv on. Bex looked at him, realised what he was waiting for and kicked off her sandals. Her fleece and tee shirt followed and Barry got a first glimpse at a yellow bikini top. In fact it was two simple triangles of yellow material which stretched over her small mounds and tied behind neck and back. "wow! that's quite the grown up bikini" he said Bex chuckled "I told mum and dad I was the only kid using your tub wearing a kiddies bathing suit" Barry nodded and motioned for her to continue. Bex undid her jeans and shimmied out of them to reveal matching bikini bottoms. She did a little pirouette and Barry admired the view. "Now can we watch the film?" she asked Barry beckoned her over and once she had settled in his lap he hit the play button. The girl watched in fascination as the boys stripped her of her clothes. A combination of memory and the screen images started to work on her almost immediately and when Barry slowly tugged the ties of her top free she just giggled. Still he did no more than caress her small breasts as she watched the clip. Bex was in heaven. The clip ended and she lay back against him enjoying his fingers on her nipples. "I got you something for your birthday" he whispered into her ear "Do you want it now?" "ok" she breathed "sit on the table" he commanded Bex opened her eyes and identified the small coffee table a few feet away. She stood and Barry had her straddle the table. He tied one ankle to a table leg, toyed with her nipples for a moment and then tied the other ankle in the same way. "lie back" he suggested, using her nipples to guide her Bex lay back and Barry quickly fastened her wrists to the legs at the other end of the table. He toyed with her now reddened, swollen nipples and reached behind to retrieve a box from the shelf. "Is that my present?" she breathed Barry smiled and opened the box. He took out the pink vibrator and held it for her to see. "Oh god, is that......" Bex felt the ties to her bikini bottoms come loose, felt the change in temperature as her sex was exposed and heard the gentle whir of a tiny sex toy. Barry rub the toy up and down her slit for a few moments. "wanna see if it fits?" he asked not really caring about her response. In fact Bex didn't respond, she was holding her breath, waiting. Lining the head up he carefully pushed the pulsating gizmo an inch or two inside of her. "Oh hhh shit!" the girl exclaimed as the mechanical cock pulsed within. Barry moved past the girl, placing a cushion under her head as he went. He collected his camcorder and spent 10 or 12 minutes filming the girl as she writhed against her bonds and in her efforts to make her new mechanical friend just that bit more effective. The way she was secured meant both hips and chest were thrust forward for the cameras benefit. "How you doing?" Barry asked "ok, but, er, I can't quite, um" "Want to to play with your tits?" "please" she breathed. Barry grinned as one hand came into shot to tug and twist on each nipple in turn. The girl gasped and bucked but still couldn't quite achieve target. "Could you, um, do some thing down there" she gasped "You want me to touch your cunt?" "yeah" Barry positioned the camera to see straight up her young body, the lens caught his hand hovering above her slit, her small but heaving breasts and her anxious, determined face propped up by that cushion. Gently he pushed the vibrator deeper and watched Bex shudder in anticipation. He stopped when he met resistance. A look of immense disappointment crossed her face. Barry smiled at her frustration and in a swift and determined move he turned the dial on the end of the stick from low to high. He matched that move by sliding his thumb between her folds to find her clit. Her eyes went wide and she screamed silently as a most intense eruption took hold and bubbled through her body. Barry filmed it all, including the aftermath. Pictures of a young body spent but unable to relax because of an insistent pink vibrator still whirring. Finally he turned it off and withdrew the machine. He untied wrists and ankles and sat in his chair for the handful of minutes it took before Bex found her voice. "That was so awesome" she said "thank you" "my pleasure" Barry replied "Did you film it all?" "yup, my reward for driving you mad" he grinned "Are you, um, ok?" Barry laughed "hardly sweet girl, but then we haven't finished yet" "Really? What next" "Just a little conditioning" he replied Bex cooked her head to the side. "The rear door, the one behind the hot tub is open" he explained "Head for there and I'll bring your clothes" "What, like this, I can't, I mean...." "This is my garden Bex, I don't get many visitors and I'm not overlooked, it's a great place to get you used to being naked in strange places and you need to be used to that because I plan to play with you anywhere I like." Bex swallowed hard and yet a few minutes later she was peering out of the workshop door trying to assess the liklihood of anybody being about. Barry went first and about halfway between the two locations he motioned the girl forward. Bex sprang past him scant seconds later, a tender gazelle wearing nothing but sandals. Still she heard the voices as she reached the door and struggled with the handle in a panic. Then Barry was there, calmly turning the handle and ushering her within before Mandy and Chloe reached the corner. He turned the key and drew the net curtain across the door. They faced each other in that dark corridor. "close enough" he breathed reaching between her thighs to measure her excitement. He draw back a wet hand, grinned and propelled her up the corridor and in to the wet room. He pushed her against the wash basin facing the mirror and looked over her shounder to watch her watching him as he reached around to maul a small breast. The girl made no sound as he ground his crotch into her rear and pushed her body against the cold stone basin. He grinned and she shuddered as he used his other hand to undo his jeans. Bex watched the reflection as he pushed denim and cotton south. "Are you gonna?" she gulped "No Bex, you're not ready yet" he replied as his hardness nestled between her buttocks "still, young Adrian gave me an idea" he whispered. One hand on her crotch and the other abusing a nipple he turned her and pushed her back out of the door, back down the corridor, finally stopping at the net covered door. They could hear Mandy and Chloe in the hot tub few feet the other side of the door. Barry pushed her forward and Bex braced herself with one arm on either side of the doorframe. "Try and be quiet" he hissed as a finger penetrated her and his other hand tugged on that swollen nipple. He held her there, skewered from below, as he slid his erection up and down, forcing her buttocks apart as he thrust. "You are such a slut" he whispered as a second finger tried to prise open her passage and his thumb found her tender clit. Bex hissed, gasped and shuddered to another orgasm. He held her, bent almost double, as he pleasured himself between her her firm young buttocks, finally coating her lower back with hot sticky seed. Bex came back to reality as the shower head spluttered to life and she realised she was back in the wet room. Barry watched from the doorway as she washed herself clean. He watched her dress and escorted her up the stairs and to the front door where he palmed her crotch as he kissed her forehead before sending her on her way. The following morning, Sunday, Barry happened to be walking down the hall when he glimpsed Bex walking down the side of the building. She had made no attempt at the front door and Barry was immediately on his guard. Consequently, when he answered the door to her mother a few minutes later he was unsurprised. She began talking hesitantly. He invited her in, made her tea and held out his hand. "Barry Walters, don't think we've ever been properly introduced" he smiled "Oh, right, yes, um, Samantha Wainwright" the woman replied. "What can I do for you Mrs Wainwright?" "Well, it's just that, we'll, um, Rebecca seems to be spending a lot of time here and I, er, don't want her to be a nuisance" "She is around quite a bit" agreed Barry "often I see her in the field playing with friends and, of course, she is a regular in the hot tub" "so you don't find her under your feet then?" "When she's not doing those things she is often in the garden with me. She is delightful company, you should be very proud of her" Barry watched the woman struggling for words "Mrs Wainwright, if you are in any way concerned about your daughter spending time in my company I will send her away immediately" "it's just that....." "Now my wife has gone, I'm a man on my own. I understand. Will it be a problem if she catches my bus to school?" "What?" "I'm taking over the school bus route in September, I believe that is when Rebecca is due to start at the college" "you're taking over the bus route" "yup, got confirmation of my enhanced security check last month" he grinned "Look, I find your daughter excellent company but if it worries you then I'm quite happy to ask her not to visit. I trust you'll all come to the summer party though?" "It sounds like I'm accusing you of something and yet you want us to come to your party" "Mrs Wainwright, I don't take these things personally. I know you are just being protective and I understand, I'm quite protective of the little ones myself." "I'm sure you are but......" "If I might be permitted to explain to Rebecca when she finishes in the hot tub I'll send her straight home" Mrs Wainwright hurrumphed and nodded briskly. Barry let the woman out of the front and, confident she wouldn't go very far, hurtled down the hall to the stairs to the lower floor. He had an urgent but brief exchange with Bex and then he was back, calmly walking out of the front door and around the side of the house. If he caught the movement part way up the lane he didn't show it. Mrs Wainwright hugged the wall as she followed after Barry. She could see part of one shoulder as he leant against the brickwork but couldn't quite hear what was being said. She moved closer. "I know it doesn't seem very fair Rebecca, but your mother is only trying to protect you" Barry was saying. Mrs Wainwright could only hear one side of the conversation. "Yes of course you can still play in the field but, until your parents give permission you can't use the hot tub or help me around the garden." "like I said Rebecca, it's very nice to have your company but your mother is worried about you and you must do what your parents say. I'm going to go out for a while to give you a chance to finish up here and make your way home. Be a good girl for mum eh" With that Barry turned to march across the lawn and Mrs Wainwright scurtied around the front of the building. Barry drove past in his battered Landrover a few moments later. He grinned as he caught sight of the woman trying to crouch out of sight and then drove on as if he'd seen nothing. Mrs Wainwright wandered back around the house to where Bex was now sobbing quietly in the hot tub. She briefly looked at the glass door behind the tub but that had and old pallet leant against it and was clearly not in use. Bex noticed her mother about then. "I HATE YOU" she screamed, hurling handfuls of water at her mother. Mrs Wainwright retreated and tried to talk to her daughter but Bex clambered out of the tub, wrapped a towel about herself and stomped away. Mrs Wainwright gathered her daughters clothes and hurried to catch up. Catch up she did. Bex scowled at her and walked on. The girl said not a word to either parent for the rest of the day. When she was banished to her room she went gladly. When she was summoned from her room she stood defiantly, refusing to speak until they sent her away again. It was Monday evening when she finally allowed her father to speak with her. "look" he asked "give me a chance to make some enquiries and maybe get to know Mr Walters and maybe mum will feel happier" "humpppff" "Please Bex, I can see this is important to you but mum is only trying to protect you" "that's what Mr Walters said" she moped "dId he? well he's already earning points in my book" her father smiled "just keep your distance for a bit, OK?" "ok, as long as it's not for ever" the girl reluctantly agreed. Saturday morning came and Barrys phone vibrated to announce that the cameras in the shed had activated. He smiled to himself and made his way down the garden. Opening the door he found Bex sat on the arm of the sofa waiting patiently. "Thought you wern't coming" she complained "I'm told you, if I'm was about when you slipped into the shed I'd come looking for you" "Does that mean I'm can't bring the boys in anymore?" Barry laughe'd "littled tart!" he exclaimed "no you can bring the boys in when you need to. How long have you got?" "Lunch is at 12.30" "4 hours" calculated Barry "up for some fun?" "I'm here" she grinned. He eyed her up and down. Cotton shorts, denim shirt and sandals. "You look delightful" he grinned "old perv. you just wanna get into my pants" "That is a foregone conclusion, but you still look delightful" "We going to the workshop?" she asked "Land Rover" he motioned "we're going to the woods" "ok" she giggled as she fell into step alongside the man. Moments later they whisked up the lane and turned left for the road out of the village. Barry pulled over shortly afterwards. "Right then, let's get this party started" Bex looked at him doubtfully. "slide down the seat a bit, yeah like that, nobody can see you now." he said as he wriggled his fingers between her buttons. "Undo your shirt" he demanded as they pulled away. Bex undid her shirt as she was asked. Barry reached over and pulled it open to expose her bare breasts. "No bra, naughty girl" Bex giggled again as he briefly twirled a nipple with his fingers. "shorts" he stated "undo them" Bex undid her shorts and Barry immediately reached within. "wearing panties then?" he noticed "of course" she replied, trying to sound indignant. "off" he snapped "get the shorts and panties off so I can play with you as I drive" "What now?" "Now girl" he replied "you're not going to be wearing much this morning" Slightly self consciously Bex slipped shorts and panties down to her ankles. "off" he repeated " kick them off Barry slipped into forth gear and then dropped his hand between her thighs. Bex parted her legs obligingly. Barry only removed his hand to change gear as he navigated through the lanes. Eventually he pulled off the road and up a bumpy track. The Land Rover rumbled to a halt in front of a pair of tall order gates and Barry hopped out of the cab to unlock them and push them open. By now the near naked girl was peeking out at the trees around them. "Nobody about" he promised her as he clambered back in to the driving seat and slipped the vehicle into gear. They chugged forward 20 feet or so and Barry got out again, this time to close the gates behind them. Another couple of minutes bumping along the track brought them to a small clearing with a wood cutters shed on the far side. "This is it" he announced Bex peered about her "Where are we?" "almost home" he grinned "this is the far side of the woods you can see from the field, my woods." "and nobody comes here?" she asked "fully fenced and walled. 3 entrances, all locked" he said noticing her bend to recover her shorts. "leave them, you won't need them" Bex looked at him with a 'really?' look on her face. "and get rid of the shirt - you can keep your shoes on" Barry added as he swung out of the seat. A slightly less confident and significantly less clothed 11 year old clambered out of the other side. "You look stunning Bex" the man said as he stroked her hair "c'mon" he added as he marched off towards the shed. Bex, naked save for her sandals, skipped along just behind, still keeping a watch out for any other signs of life. Barry unlocked the door to the shed. Inside was surprisingly spacious. There was a small kitchenette to one side and tool storage and a workbench to the other. A woodburner was positioned about halfway down the building with a cozy little armchair to one side. At the far end, daring her to step forward, was a simple but surprisingly threatening bed. Barry caught on to her apprehension. "don't panic little one, we're just going to play a little" Bex recovered a bit of her usual confidence "I was hoping we'd play quite a bit" she grinned. Barry grinned back "there's a bag behind my seat in the truck, can you get it for me please" he asked "Barry, I have no clothes on" the girl whined. "I noticed" he replied "I quite like watching you run about like that, off you go" Bex peered out of the door and the set off at a sprint.Barry grinned as she tugged on the door, finally got it to open and then fished around for his small daysack. She ran back to the cover of the shed. Barry took the bag off her and undid it. He pulled out that little pink vibrator and was rewarded by seeing an excited shiver run through her young body. A camcorder came next, followed by a strip of cloth. "blindfold" explained Barry as the girl asked an unspoken question "turn around" Bex turned her back on the man and Barry tied the blindfold in place securely. He ran his hands over her shoulders, down her back to caress her firm buttocks and then around her to cup her small firm mounds. The lack of sight seemed to heighten every touch and Bex whimpered slightly as he brought her nipples to life. Barry nudged her between her shoulder blades and she took a couple of steps forward and into the daylight. She could feel the gentle breeze on her skin and hear the man cycling her, presumably filming, as she stood naked in the clearing. Then she was being propelled forwards again, turned and lifted to sit on the warm bonnet of the Land Rover. Bex leant back against her arms as Barry spread her legs before raising the camera once more. Barry moved between her parted legs. One arm snaked around her waist as he leaned in to nibble at her neck. Bex giggled and then gasped as his head dropped and he sucked a nipple into his mouth, quite deliberately grazing the underside with his teeth. He alternated between her breasts, gorging first on one and then the other as she hissed and gasped and moaned. Bex registered the sound of the whir from the little sex toy long before it made contact with the lonely nipple not currently in a warm dark mouth. She felt it trickle down her ribcage and her hips thrust forward in anticipation. Then she felt it slowly penetrate her outer defences and she shuddered with pleasure. Barry stepped back now, silently bringing the camera to bear on the nymphet atop his Land Rover. He said nothing, simply, watched, waited and filmed. It wasn't long before Bex allowed one hand to gently rest on the vibrating beast between her legs. Barry filmed as she tested the effect of slight pressures and movements before finally pushing the gadget a little deeper and starting a circular motion. As her feelings grew her other hand moved to tug at her own nipples and Barry grinned as she finally brought herself to the edge of oblivion and then jumped into the unknown. He was there to catch her as she slumped forward off the bonnet and lowered her gently to knee in front of the vehicle. Seeing his chance he bound her arms to either end of the front bumper and left her to recover and discover her helplessness. The first thing he pushed between her lips was a straw and she drank deeply of the cool apple juice provided. Next was that slender pink tool and she tasted herself before realising what was happening. Barry followed this with a few strawberries and another drink before he stood close before her. In the silence she heard his zipper lower like a train over tracks. She heard a rustle of cloth. "Barry" she asked "are you filming this?" "uh-huh" he responded as he brushed the tip of his erection across her lips. Bex opened her mouth a little and Barry filled the gap with an inch of his flesh. He felt her tounge swirl around the intruder and he pulled back. "more" the girl said simply, opening her mouth a little wider. Barry obliged, feeding a couple of inches in and out of her mouth as she knelt tied to the front of his vehicle. He stopped, letting the girl taste him, feel him, and then drew back when she showed any sign of discomfort. "breathe through your nose" he suggested "again" she demanded Barry fed that same couple of inches of cock and then, as she moved her tongue around the intruder, he pushed home just a little more until she gagged. Eventually, he withdrew, tapped her knees apart with his foot and crouched to feed that pink sausage into her other available hole. He turned the dial to high, set the camera to watch her and moved a few feet away to relieve his personal frustration. Pretty soon Bex was tugging at her bonds and clamping her thighs shut as the feelings buiit deep within. Barry grinned, tugged free the ties from her left wrist and watched as her hand immediately sought to take control of the vibrator, pumping it in and out to achieve the desired effect. Bex squealed her joy as she climaxed for the camera. Barry, now fully dressed once more, freed the other arm and removed her blindfold. "time to go" he said quietly "get in the car, I'll lock up" It was only a few moments later, after they pulled away from those locked gates, that Bex realised she was still without clothing. She slipped down the seat a little but made no other effort to cover herself. For the next couple of miles the girl slumped in the seat, legs splayed and with one hand playing between her legs. Barry pulled in to the side of the road. He left the engine running whilst he briefly replaced her hand with his. "horny little slut" he murmured Bex giggled "Get your clothes on, I'm going to drop you outside of the village." Bex looked at the clock on the dashboard as she reached for her discarded knickers. "We have ages yet" she complained Barry grinned "When you get home you can tell your folks that you're bored because all your friends are playing in the hot tub" Bex smiled back "besides" he continued "you will be walking past Adrians' place and you need to chat if you can" Bex shot him a questioning look "you're young, you need some young bucks chasing you" he explained "I don't" she replied firmly "The boys need chance to play or they're gonna get to thinking" the man replied "do as you're told on this one Bex" The girl sighed but continued dressing. Twenty minutes later the Land Rover sped off leaving her a few hundred yards from the village. She walked on noting the raucous sounds coming from Adrians' garden up ahead. Sure enough both Adrian and Marcus were on the drive fiddling with a bike chain. "hi" she announced "are you two going to play in the field later?" Adrian just nodded furiously, Marcus was more self assured. "maybe" he replied "you planning to join us?" "Yeah, probably after lunch" came her answer" "well" started Marcus "if you're playing then no bra and no knickers" "What if I don't want to play like that?" she asked "don't bother coming then" snapped Marcus Bex walked on, in her own mind arguing with the boys. She arrived home an hour before she was due. On cue, her father asked if everything was ok and she sewed out sorry tale of having nobody to play with as her friends were all using the hot tub. She noticed her father look at her mother and made herself scarce so they coul'd question their earlier decisions, just as Barry had planned. At about 2.30 Bex sauntered into the field. The boys were sat 50 feet or so away and she angled her walk towards them. "hi" she said Adrian just nodded an acknowledgement, Marcus took the lead. "You wearing a bra?" "nope" "show us" "What here?" The two boys just sat and stared. Bex looked around before unbuttoning her shirt and baring her breasts. "knickers?" Marcus snapped Bex shook her head "prove it" the boy demanded Bex checked the vicinity again before undoing her shorts and exposing herself briefly. "cool" grinned Marcus as she did up her shorts "reckon the old boy will have left that shed unlocked?" He didn't wait either for an answer or for the girl to do up her shirt. Seconds later Bex had a boy on either side of her propelling her towards the shed door. She could feel that Barry was watching and knew the shed would be unlocked. Moments later they were inside. Marcus closed the door as Adrian found the light switch. Briefly, Bex looked around to try and identify the cameras as, back in the house, Barry moved upstairs to his office ad turned on the monitors. Her shirt was quickly discarded and despite, or possibly because, of the mornings interactions Bex found herself drifting as the two boys attacked her nipples. It was she who, a few moments later, undid her shorts. As they fell to her ankles she stepped out of them and kicked them away. Then she was on her back on the sofa. Adrian was tugging on her nipples whilst Marcus sought to discover how many fingers he could cram into her cunt. Bex watched as her fingers, of their own accord, unzipped Adrians' jeans. She fished out his stiff little cock as Marcus undid his own jeans. Bex was tugging on Adrians flesh whilst Marcus was ramming into her with vigour but without finesse. Her hand slipped around Adrians waist and she pulled him closer. Taking his stiff erection into her mouth when it came in range seemed amost natural. "Oh goddd" the boy remarked "holy fuck" exclaimed Marcus Bex briefly realised that she had crossed another line but it was too late. Despite his clumsy aggression, Marcus was achieving some rhythm down below and Bex feasted on that cock with vigour. She was surprised when her mouth was filled it his watery seed and coughed and spat. But, as soon as she had finished coughing there was another cock pressed against her lips and she slurped it in. Marcus lasted no longer than his friend and this time, whilst she coughed and spat, the boys dressed. They left her there. Naked with their jism dripping from her mouth as she dropped her own hand between her thighs seeking relief. Later, as she pulled her shorts back into place she looked for the cameras once again. "This is your fault Barry Walters" she half shouted. Sunday saw an expedited version of the same scene. The boys bundled her into the shed without even saying hello. Her tee shirt was removed but her body had barely been touched before a stiff erection moved between her lips. 10 minutes and two deposits later she was again alone. This time she was not alone for long. The door opened and Barry walked in. He waited for her to put her tee shirt back on and then guided her to the back door of the house. He made her hot chocolate and sat opposite her. "That wasn't exactly what I thought would happen" he finally announced "it's what they will expect every time now" she grumbled "You can control that Bex" he assured her She looked at him defiantly "You can say no" "But not to you" she snapped "You are always free to say no to me" "But I like you, I don't want to say no to you" "Maybe we have gone too far, maybe your mum and dad are right" suggested Barry Bex cooked her head to one side and thought for a moment. She stood, glowering at the man and then, abruptly, pulled her tee shirt over her head. "Barry, you make me feel grown up. They make me feel really small" she whispered "can I be grown up now?" she asked The doorbell ringing interupted the moment. "upstairs, take your shirt" urged Barry "I'll call you hen it's safe" Barry opened the door to Chloe who bustled in determinedly. The girl tidied and plumped up cushions before inviting the man around to Sunday lunch. Barry thanked her, accepted the invitation and encouraged her bask out of the door 20 minutes later. "You can come down now" he called up the stairs Bex appeared, still carrying her tee shirt, moments later. "What time is lunch?" she asked, obviously having overheard the conversation. "1.00 pm" he replied drinking in the sight of the topless youngster. "so you have time to make me feel grown up" Bex stated simply as she tossed her shirt aside Barry motioned her over. Bex stood Before the man as he gently suckled on her nipples. She felt his fingers on her shorts and felt no surprise or fear as they came loose and descended. It seemed to be an age before her panties drifted down but Bex waited patiently, finally having a reason to part her legs as his hand slipped up the inside of her thigh. Barry used his thumb to gently massage her clit with small circular motions. "feeling grown up yet" he whispered "uh-huh" the girl mumbled Barry moved her to the side of his big arm chair, never missing a circuit as he travelled around her clit. Bex shuddered as she watched his other hand undo his trousers. Her eyes fixed on the spot where the monster would appear from the cave and she even jumped slightly when Barrys' erection bobbed free. Compared to the boys he was huge. "bend" he ordered as he finally removed his thumb from massage duties and placed a hand on her back for encouragement. Bex allowed herself to be pushed forward, bent over the arm of the chair and, as his fingers found a path between her thighs from the rear, her lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. "If you want to be grown up you have to swallow" he breathed Bex broke away and turned to look into his eyes. Barry continued toying with her sex and she finally turned her head to retrieve his cock with her lips. Bex felt a moment of panic when his hand pressed down on the back of her head, forcing his phallus just a little further into her mouth, but he soon released her and after her had performed the same move a few more times the girl stopped registering it, instead trying to force herself a bit further with every stroke. Barry liked that. She could tell because instead of the back of her head his fingers were now dancing over her nipple and his fingers between her legs were moving faster. The orgasm caught her slightly unawares but she kept her lips around his cock as her body shook as spasmed and Barry benefitted from urgent, deep stokes on his flesh. He came, filling her mouth so that his seed leaked from the sides and Bex shot upright. Barry quickly took hold of a nipple "swallow Bex" Her eyes went wide but she swallowed twice before grinning at him. "Do me again" she pleaded as she spun into his lap and spread her legs wide. Barry played her like a delicate instrument, one hand stealing notes from reddened nipples and the other providing a rhythmic beat.