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                     "SHAME ON YOU, MR. HYDE!"  

                                                    By Dr. Phil

                            PART 1

   Tom Hyde couldn't believe his good luck. He had stopped into a
local tavern on the way home from the office for a couple of drinks
and to listen to some music. Tom was twenty-five and single and,
since he lived alone, it was a good way to kill a little time and
maybe meet some interesting people. He was listening to the music
and glancing around the room when he first noticed her checking him
out. She was beautiful. Tall, attractively built with dark hair and
eyes, and legs that caught his attention immediately. She was
wearing a very business-like outfit consisting of a knee-length
skirt, dark blazer and high heels and appeared to be in her mid-
thirties. Tom smiled back at her a bit shyly and was surprised when
she got up and walked over to sit down right next to him.
  "I haven't seen you in here before" she said, easing herself into
the chair and crossing those gorgeous legs almost teasingly.
  "Well, I don't come here often" Tom replied with a smile, then
added "But I certainly do like the looks of the place." Tom was
pleased with his cool act and openly let his eyes flick down at her
legs. 
   She smiled as she noticed his downward glance and stuck out her
hand. "My name's Beverly."
   "Nice to meet you, Beverly, my name is Tom. Do you come here
often?"
   "I have an office around the corner and I occasionally like to
stop in here after work on my way home" she replied.
   "What do you do in your office around the corner?" Tom asked,
trying to act as charming as possible but unable to conceal a small
shakiness in his voice.
   "I'm a Graphic Artist. My office is also my studio and I tend to
spend a lot of time there, but occasionally I need to get out for
awhile and just let my hair down".
    "I know what you mean" Tom said, shaking his head. "I work in
a small office myself about a mile from here -- Venture
Publications. Just my boss, a couple of co-workers and a secretary.
All women, which definitely has its benefits, but I also tend to
spend far too much time there. I live alone and don't really have
any responsibilities dragging me home at a regular time each night.
It is good to get out once in awhile and just meet some new
people".
    "Sounds like we have a lot in common, Tom. Say! I don't suppose
you've had dinner yet, have you?"
    "No, just a couple of bourbons so I'm nicely mellow. What did
you have in mind?"
    Beverly smiled at him invitingly. "I know this GREAT little
place about a mile from here. Very quiet and very casual...
actually, it's my place."
    Tom looked at her a bit stunned but recovered in time to give
a small shrug and a smile.
    "With all the kooks running around, I'm not in the habit of
inviting men I just met back to my house, but I feel very
comfortable with you. I tend to trust my instincts."
    "Sounds good to me" he smiled. Should I follow you in my car?"
    "Actually, I usually walk to work on nice days like today. Why
don't we both go in your car, if you don't mind?"
    "Let's go." Tom said, peeling off a few bills to leave for the
tip and standing up. In her high heels, Beverly was about half a
head taller than Tom, but she didn't seem to take notice of it and
led the way to the door. Tom followed her, staring at the way her
ass moved under her skirt as she walked.
   Beverly gave Tom the directions and soon they were parking in
the driveway of a modest single-level house. As Tom was preparing
to get out of the car Beverly reached over and patted his knee
gently and smiled at him. Tom waited for Beverly to walk ahead of
him to the door. Any excuse to get another look at that luscious
ass of hers. He felt his dick begin to stir a little and tried to
will himself to calm down. He didn't want the embarrassment of
walking into her house with a hard-on.
   As soon as the door was unlocked and they were in the house
Beverly asked Tom to sit down while she changed out of her work
clothes. When she returned a few minutes later, Tom was surprised
to find that she had changed into a loose robe and slippers. Whoa!
Things were all of a sudden moving very quickly. The older woman
saw the look of surprise on Tom's face and smiled down at him.
  "What's the matter, Tom? Haven't you ever been seduced before?"
Well Tom hadn't, but the way his cock was pulsing he knew that
tonight was going to be something special indeed.
   Beverly quickly moved to sit down on the couch next to Tom. She
crossed her legs so that one perfectly formed leg stuck out through
the opening of her robe and was bared almost to her hip. Tom's eyes
were riveted to it and Beverly laughed a little as she placed one
hand on his crotch and the other around the back of his head. She
moved over him and planted a full kiss on his lips, squeezing his
cock gently with her other hand. Tom moaned as her tongue darted
into his mouth.
   "You're pretty hot, huh Tommy baby?" The older woman cooed over
him. "Well that's just fine. "I have a feeling you're going to get
a lot hotter before the night is over." She then opened her robe a
little so Tom could see that she wasn't wearing anything under it.
   "You want some of this tonight?"
   "Mmmmm..." Tom moaned. His mind was reeling. Something in the
way she had so quickly taken control of the situation seemed to
make his erection even harder, more urgent.
   "You just be a good boy, sweetie, and Beverly will give you the
best fuck of your life!"
   That would certainly be the case, for although Tom had had a few
girlfriends and was generally good looking, he had never actually
had sex with a woman before. He was beginning to be afraid that he
might be the only twenty-five year old virgin in the world. But not
for long! Beverly was working magic on him and he knew it. He
wanted her desperately and SHE knew it too. As Beverly opened her
robe wider his hands found her breasts and instinctively began
cupping the mounds of soft flesh and fingering the nipples. His
whole body was shuddering with desire when suddenly she pulled away
and closed her robe.
   "Wait a minute Tommy. You don't get any of this until I've had
my fun too. And right now, what I want more than ANYTHING is to see
that cute little ass of yours and to hold it in my hands. Why don't
you get out of those clothes?" As Beverly said this to the shocked
young man she was rubbing herself through her robe, knowing inside
the effect she was having on the inexperienced young man.
   Tommy was burning up with lust. He was confused, but he was also
out of control. He had never been completely naked in front of a
woman before but he slowly began removing his clothes, as if he no
longer had a will to resist.
   Beverly exulted in his apparent bashfulness and was enjoying the
way his hands trembled slightly with his shirt buttons. After the
shirt and tee-shirt came off, Tommy fumbled a little with his belt
buckle. One glance at Beverly sitting there licking her lips and
showing off her legs was all it took, though, to get him back on
track. Tommy kicked off his shoes and socks and with a deep breath
let his pants fall to his ankles. As he stepped out of them he was
standing there before this gorgeous woman, dressed in only his
tight jockey shorts. Tommy's head was swimming. This woman had been
a total stranger just an hour before and here he was about to stand
stark naked in front of her so she could look at his ass!
   Beverly looked him up and down approvingly and then made a
motion with both of her hands that he should also remove his jockey
shorts...
   Tommy's face flamed red as he placed his thumbs into the elastic
waistband and slowly lowered and then stepped out of his underwear.
He stood there nervously with his hands over his genitals. Beverly
motioned for him to move his hands away and he blushed even deeper
as he dropped them to his sides. Beverly gazed at his exposed front
with an appraising smile and nodded her head.
 "That's fine Tommy, now turn around slowly...stop. That's it. Now
bend over from the waist and put your hands on the arm of the sofa.
   Tommy couldn't believe it but he was actually doing what she
wanted. He had never in his life been completely naked in front of
a woman! He was INTENSELY shy about his body and here he was, naked
and bending over a piece of furniture so that this woman could get
a better view of his ass!
   He blushed deeply but at the same time he felt a kind of relief.
This was to be his first sexual experience and all he had to do was
follow instructions. He didn't have to worry about botching things
up or making the wrong move and being laughed at. One of his
overwhelming fears was of doing the wrong thing and being laughed
at by a woman, and this more than anything else was the reason he
was still a virgin. But now that fear was gone, replaced by an
excitement and a desire to put all of his trust in the hands of
this woman. Beverly reached over and began softly caressing and
then molding his asscheeks.
   "Oh, beautiful, baby! You have a great ass. I can see I'm going
to have lots of fun with you, and if you play your cards right and
be a good boy, you'll have lots of fun too! If not then you can put
your clothes back on right now and leave and never come back.
What's it gonna be?"
   Tom felt a slight panic at her ultimatum. The feel of her hands
on his asscheeks was pure ecstasy. Without realizing what he was
doing he began unconsciously rotating his hips just a little bit.
Almost unnoticeable, but Beverly noticed it. And she smiled a self-
satisfied smile as she waited for his response. Yes, she was going
to have some fun with this one...
   "Yes, Beverly. I'll do whatever you say. Just don't make me
leave. Not now...I..." He was moaning now and rotating his hips in
larger circles. Beverly reached one hand through his legs and began
lightly stroking the underside of his penis. Starting at the bottom
and lightly brushing the underside near the head. Tommy was almost
out of his mind. "Y-E-S, Y-E-S" he began moaning over and over. His
knees were shaking.
   Suddenly Beverly stopped and walked over to a closet from which
she brought out a medium sized cardboard box.
   "I'm going to fuck you Tommy. I'm going to blow your mind, but
it's got to be on my terms. Do you understand me boy?"
   "Yes Beverly, I'll do anything you want. You're so beautiful...
and, I love you." Tommy was almost crying now.
   "I can see that you do!" Beverly remarked. Then, taking two pair
of handcuffs out of the box, she told Tommy to lie down on the
floor on his back. She took the first set of handcuffs and placed
one of the cuffs on his right ankle, then bent his leg upright and
grabbing his right arm and pulling it up to meet his foot she
clicked the second cuff over his wrist, thus shackling his right
wrist to his right ankle. Tommy was confused and before he could
really grasp what was happening she had the second set of handcuffs
in her hands and had already snapped one end over his left ankle.
   "Wait a minute!" he cried, starting to panic. "Wh-what are you
doing!"
   Beverly spoke gently and assuringly, "I told you Tommy, you're
going to have to do it my way or no way at all. You either trust me
completely or leave. There's no compromise. Now give me your left
wrist."
   Tommy was confused and scared. He was scared of what was
happening to him, but he was also even more scared of not going
through with this. To lose his one chance at that luscious body. He
looked at Beverly and suddenly he felt that he really could trust
her. He slowly lifted his left arm to her. CLICK. With that sound
it was all over. A split second afterwards he finally began to
realize the incredibly shameful position he had just been chained
into! He was stark naked in this strange woman's house, lying on
her rug on his back with his knees bent and his legs up in the air.
Left ankle chained to left wrist, right ankle chained to right
wrist. He was open and exposed. More exposed than he had ever been
in his life. More exposed than a man could EVER be... or so he
thought. For Beverly was just beginning with him... Just
beginning! 


                      "SHAME ON YOU, MR. HYDE!"

                                                    By Dr. Phil

                              PART 2

   Tom Hyde couldn't believe what was happening to him. An hour
before he had been in a business suit at a local tavern where he'd
been picked up by a gorgeous dark-haired woman in her mid-thirties.
Tom, still a virgin at twenty-five. Tom, who had never before been
naked in front of a woman, was now in this woman's house, stripped
naked and lying on his back on the floor in the middle of her
living room. He had his legs up in the air and knees bent. His left
wrist shackled to his left ankle and his right wrist shackled to
his right ankle left him completely exposed to the eyes of Beverly,
who was staring at him with her hands on her hips and a smug smile
on her face.
   "My my, you look absolutely yummy!" she said, shaking her head
and barely suppressing a slight giggle. Tom moaned and rocked a
little on his back. His wrists were cuffed to the inside of each of
his ankles so he was unable to close his legs. He tried to imagine
what he looked like just then but the thought made him shudder and
blush an even deeper red.
   "Now don't you worry about a thing, Tommy. Beverly's gonna take
real good care of you. But you've got to be truly mine, body and
soul. You've bared your body to me. Now I want your soul, too."
With that she sat down on the floor next to him and began lightly
running her fingers up and down the crack of his ass. He began
squirming and wriggling his hips and moaning "Oh..YES... I L-O-V-E
you!" His voice was shaking and his whole body twisting but she
gave him no relief. His penis was rock hard and laying flat against
his belly. She began lightly stroking it and then bent and touched
the tip of her tongue to the sensitive glans just under the head.
This caused his cock to jump up and down and his anus began opening
and contracting. Beverly cupped his balls and said in a cajoling,
taunting voice, "I want you to bare your soul to me. I need to hear
you confess your darkest and most embarrassing secrets to me. Tell
me, Tommy. Tell me so I can own your mind along with your body." 
  Tommy was writhing now. She would bring him near the point of
ejaculation but she kept backing off just before he could cum. It
was uncanny! The older woman could look at him and read him like a
book. In a way Tommy wanted her to own him. All his life, worrying
about meeting a girl and making love to her. Would he be awkward?
Would she know it was his first time and laugh at him? Tommy
couldn't bear that thought. Now here was Beverly. With Beverly he
didn't have to hide a thing. He wanted her to know his innermost
secrets. He thought a moment and began:
   "There's a teenaged girl who lives right across the street from
me. Her n-name is Linda." He was squirming a bit but he still
managed to get the words out. "She's a beautiful girl and she had
an incredible crush on me. I didn't know it but I guess she
fantasized a little and told some of her friends that I liked her
back and someday we'd get married. I used to watch her from my
window when she was outside. She's turning into a real beauty all
right. Long trim legs and a pretty face. When she'd bend over to
get something I'd s-stare at her ass... I know it was wrong of me,
but I couldn't help myself."
   "One day she was outside with two of her friends when I happened
to walk out to my car. She was dressed in pink shorts and sneakers
and she stood in the driveway smiling at me. All of a sudden I
started to get an erection! It was incredibly embarrassing. I tried
shifting my stance and hoped that nobody would notice it. I just
wanted to get into my car and get away before anyone saw it. Just
then her two friends came running up and said `Hello Mr. Hyde.
Linda was telling us how the two of you are going to be getting
married in a few years and live in your house. How exciting!' They
were giggling and it was obvious that they were taunting Linda. I
could have helped her out of this but I was so worried about
getting out of there before they noticed my hard-on that I snapped
back at her instead."
   "That's not true. Linda is a nice girl but she shouldn't be
making up stories. I already have a girlfriend and telling fibs
like that can only cause trouble." With that I managed to slip into
my car, my erection subsiding somewhat. Linda was shamefaced. I'd
never seen a girl blush so red before. Her friends pointed at her
and laughed and taunted "We KNEW you were lying. He already has a
girlfriend. See! Hahaha! What would he want with a skinny little
squirt like you anyway?" As I drove away I glanced in my mirror and
saw that Linda was close to tears. She was looking at my car and
I'll never forget how hurt she seemed that day. The next day I saw
her outside again and I wanted to go over and apologize to her but
as soon as she saw me she ran into the house. I've never felt so
low in my life. My carelessness had hurt her when all it would have
taken was a little more tact to help her out. I felt so ashamed I
didn't want to see her anymore and avoided going outside whenever
she was around. I wished there was something I could do to make it
up to her."
   "Don't worry Tommy, perhaps you will one day" Beverly said as
she continued to torment him on the floor. Now that the story was
over he began bucking his hips and pleading for Beverly to let him
cum.
   "Not just yet, Tommy, but soon." Then she disappeared into the
next room and came back with a small camera.
   "Now that you're almost ready, I want to take a few snapshots
for my personal use." Tommy started twisting when he saw the camera
but there was really nothing he could do about it. He was trapped.
Beverly focused the lens and <CLICK> he was on film. She walked
around him clicking a half dozen more shots. She told Tommy to
smile once and to stick his tongue through his lips like he was
really getting off. He didn't want to do it but she touched him a
few times and promised that they were just for her own enjoyment
and that they would both get off looking at them later. Tommy
obliged. He had gone this far and each new step began seeming more
and more natural for him to take. She then rolled him over onto his
side and then up on his knees so that his head was on the floor and
his arms were between his legs, still connected to his ankles. This
brought his ass into prominence and she snapped a few more
pictures.
   When she finally put the camera down she said "Time to get some
sleep Tommy, tomorrow's gonna be a big day!"
   "I can't stay here all night like this!" He cried. "Besides,
it's only Tuesday night and I have to go to work tomorrow!"
   "Tomorrow you are going to call in sick" she said, matter of
factly. "What's the name of your boss over there at Venture
Publications?"
   "Mrs. Peterson", Tom said. "Gloria Peterson".
   "Well Tommy, tomorrow morning you'll call Mrs. Peterson up on
the phone and tell her you've got a 24-hour bug and you won't be
in. Then you'll spend the day with me."
   With that she bent over and lightly ran her fingers up and down
the crack of his exposed ass once again and turned off the light.
As an afterthought she gave him one stinging slap on his ass as she
walked past him to her bedroom.
   "Good night, Tommy dear. Don't let the bed bugs bite!". Then her
door was closed and she was gone.
   Tommy knelt there uncomfortably in the dark and tried to figure
out just what had gone wrong. He was hot as a poker and the
stinging from the slap made his dick throb even harder. Hell, she
hadn't even let him cum yet!



                    "SHAME ON YOU, MR. HYDE!"
                   
                                                     By Dr. Phil
                            PART 3

   In the morning Beverly came to him and unlocked the cuffs. She
told him where the bathroom was and to clean himself up. After that
Beverly made them both coffee, toast and juice, while he called
Mrs. Peterson to tell her he was sick and wouldn't be coming in
that day.
   After they ate Beverly told Tommy to get dressed, but she held
back his jockey shorts. "Your days of wearing underpants are over
mister. From now on I want you bare underneath your pants." She
gave him a playful pinch and watched as he got dressed. They walked
out to Tommy's car and she said "Let's go over to your house. I
want to see where you live."
   They drove over in silence and soon came to a small white house
in a sunny neighborhood. There was a driveway off to the right but
Beverly told Tommy to park the car in front of the house and then
they both got out. It was about 11:00am on a beautiful sunny summer
day and there were four young ladies sitting on the grass near the
car giggling and playing some sort of a game. Mrs. Whitford, one of
Tom's neighbors, was sitting on her porch. She ignored him as they
walked up the path towards the house. She was still mad at him. She
had complained that one of his trees was blocking her sunlight and
when he didn't do anything about it she took it upon herself to do
a little midnight pruning. Tommy confronted her the next day and,
in a moment of unusual anger, he called her a lying old witch! Now
she wouldn't speak to him. Oh well, you can't have everything. The
girls looked up and said "Hello Mr. Hyde" and then Tom and Beverly
were on the porch, and then in the house.
   As soon as the door was shut Beverly grabbed Tommy by the crotch
and told him to strip naked. Tommy didn't know why he jumped to
obey her so quickly. Perhaps it was because he was still so horny
from his unsatisfied evening. At any rate, in less than a minute
his clothes were on the floor and he was stark naked. No jockey
shorts this time.
   "Very good!" Beverly said, obviously pleased. "Now today you are
going to do EVERYTHING I say. Not because I have a whole roll of
film of you last night, but because deep down inside you really
WANT me to take charge of your life." 
   Tom winced when she reminded him of the photographs but he also
knew that she was right. He did enjoy the feeling of helplessness
before her. It was something he never acknowledged to himself.
Perhaps this secret longing that he denied all his life was what
had kept him so shy and afraid of girls.
   Beverly then ordered him down on the floor on all fours. Tom
felt a little self-conscious, but at least the door was shut and
all of the window shades were down. As he knelt there Beverly
opened her pocketbook and took out a collar and leash. She put the
collar around his neck and snapped the leash onto it.
   "Now, wouldn't the neighbors love to see you like this?" she
teased him. Tommy gasped and blushed red as she tugged on the leash
and began walking him around the room. She walked him into the
kitchen and then into each of the two bathrooms, and finally the
bedroom. After this she walked him back into the living room again.
Tom's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment and Beverly was
obviously enjoying this immensely.
   "Thank you for the grand tour, sweetheart. Now lie on your back
and put your legs up in the air again with your knees bent wide.
You can hold onto your feet for support if you wish. Now listen
carefully. If you let your legs down for any reason, even for a
second, I'll chain you in position like I did last night and then
whip you." 
  Tommy rolled over and succeeded in getting into the required
position. Once again, with his knees bent and legs in the air he
was on complete display to the older woman. She walked over to the
telephone and said "Now, what's the phone number of that girl,
Linda, that you told me about last night?" 
   "NO!" Tommy snapped. Somehow he managed to retain his position,
but she was taking this a little too far!
   Beverly walked over to Tommy and bent down and gave him a hard
slap on his ass. "Don't you EVER say NO to me again, mister.
Remember that roll of photographs that I have. I can be awfully
mean when I don't get what I want, and right now I want you to keep
your legs up and to tell me the phone number of that girl!"
   Tommy sobbed, his whole body shook. "It's in the directory right
next to the phone. The name is Murray, Linda Murray... Oh God,
please don't..." 
   Beverly flipped down to the M's and found the number for Murray.
It was right across the street just like he'd said. She dialed the
phone and after a couple of rings she heard a young girl's voice on
the other end.
   "Hello. Is this Linda Murray? Wonderful! My name is Beverly and
I'm calling from Mr. Hyde's house. Are you very busy just now?...
Oh... your parents are out and you're listening to some records
with a couple of your friends. Well, honey, Mr. Hyde asked me to
call and tell you he's sorry that he embarrassed you in front of
your friends. He knows it was wrong of him and he wanted to
apologize but he was afraid you wouldn't want to see him... That's
right... If you wouldn't mind leaving your friends alone for
awhile, would you mind coming over here so he can apologize to you
in person?... I know, but he has something he wants to show you...
You would? Wonderful! He'll be sooo happy! See you in a couple of
minutes."
   Beverly hung up the phone and walked over to Tommy, who was
openly sobbing and begging her not to do this to him. "One more
thing we've got to get straight between us, mister. From now on,
when you talk to me you will address me as 'Mistress'. You got
that? Now I mean it. If you ever forget to address me properly from
this moment on, well, you won't BELIEVE what I'll put you through.
You got that sweetie?"
   "Y-Y-ESS......Mistress" Tom managed to choke out. Just then the
doorbell rang and Beverly went over to answer it. Tommy was on the
far side of the room on the floor behind the sofa, so he couldn't
be seen from the door. He tried to stop his sobbing, hoping that if
he wasn't noticed Beverly...err.. Mistress Beverly would change her
mind and send the girl away with some excuse.
   Beverly opened the door and there stood an absolutely lovely
girl, just like Tommy had described her. She was about five foot
four with dark hair. She was wearing a pair of white cut-off jeans
that showed off her long trim legs, and a halter top. She looked up
at Beverly but was obviously still a little undecided if she wanted
to forgive Mr. Hyde just yet. He'd humiliated her, in front of her
friends, and that kind of wound does not heal easily when you're a
teenager.
   "You must be Linda. Hi, I'm Beverly. Won't you come in?" Beverly
closed the door and stood right in front of her and said "Linda,
I'm going to show you something but I've got to make sure you can
handle it first. I know that Mr. Hyde embarrassed you in front of
your friends. It was wrong of him, but he's paying for that right
now. You see, Linda, Mr. Hyde has been very bad recently and he's
being punished for everything he's done. He's on the other side of
that couch right now and if you think you can handle it I believe
he'd like to show you just how sorry he is... and the terrible
price he's paying."
  "Oh...god....please....no...." came a choked moan from behind the
couch. Linda was taken back but then her curiosity got the better
of her.
   "Yes, I believe I can handle it Beverly. At least I THINK I
can." She was obviously interested and she lifted her head a bit
and stood on her toes trying to see where the noise had come from.
   Beverly led her through the room and around to the back of the
sofa. When she first saw him she gasped and took a half step
backwards. Then she caught hold of herself and walked a little
closer. Tommy had maintained position. He was lying there with his
legs up and spread wide and his knees bent. His eyes were closed
tight and he was shaking his head back and forth and murmuring
"No...please don't let her see me like this....pleeease....."
   "Look who's here to see you, dear. Open your eyes and say hello
to Linda." Tom slowly opened his eyes and saw the two of them
standing there. The tall mid-thirtyish woman dressed in casual
slacks and a blouse, and the teenager with the short cut-offs and
the legs that wouldn't end. Beverly was smiling at him with a look
of pure innocence, as if there were nothing wrong with this
situation, while Linda stared wide-eyed in disbelief. That
disbelief slowly changed into a look of smug satisfaction as she
turned to Beverly and said "Thank you Beverly. I'm sure I can
handle this. He's getting just what he deserves!"
   "Oh, it's not over, honey. Hardly even started, actually. You
see, Tommy has been such a bad boy that he's going to get a
spanking! Right here. And he's going to ask you to be the one to
give it to him. Isn't that right, Tommy?"
   Tommy's face was scarlet. In spite of himself he had also got a
raging hard-on and he knew that Linda was staring at it, along with
his exposed balls and his winking anus. He was already fucked. He
knew his life wouldn't be worth shit if Linda or Beverly told
anybody about this. "Yes, Mistress" he managed to choke out.
   Turning to Linda, Beverly asked "Wouldn't you like to give him
the spanking that he deserves?"
   "I don't know" Linda replied. I think he deserves to get one but
I don't think I want to be the one to do it. I wouldn't mind
watching, though!" She grinned smugly at Tommy.
   "Oh, well that's a real shame. Perhaps Tommy can change your
mind if he begs you well enough. He had better HOPE that you agree
to spank him..." she added ominously.
   "You see, in twenty minutes Tommy is going to get a spanking.
Either you or I will do it. If you do it, it will be right here in
the privacy of his living room. If he can't convince YOU to spank
him then I will do it myself, only I will do it outside in the back
seat of his car."
   Tommy almost choked when he heard this! He started to sob
uncontrollably. Beverly continued "If I have to be the one to do
it, I will lead Tommy outside just as he is now, naked and leashed,
on his hands and knees, right up to his car where those four girls
are still sitting. I will put Tommy into the back seat and spank
him until he cries. I will then take him out of the car and lead
him back into the house the same way. This isn't an idle threat, I
assure you I'll do it. The only way that Tommy can avoid this
ordeal is if he can get you to give him the spanking. It has to be
hard and at least 100 slaps. Anything less won't count. Now you
have a choice to make Linda. Are you mad enough at him to see him
humiliated like this, or would you prefer to administer justice
yourself?."
   "I...I just don't know," Linda stammered. "That would be
horribly embarrassing for poor Mr. Hyde..." but Beverly noted to
her satisfaction that Linda's young nipples were hard as little
bullets against her top and she still had that little smile on her
lips.
   "Well, I guess it's all up to Tommy then. Tommy, you have 
exactly 20 minutes to beg Linda to give you a spanking. I'm talking
REAL humiliation here! You're to wiggle your ass and beg and plead
and do anything you can to humiliate yourself in front of her and
if you do a good enough job, perhaps Linda will feel that you've
been shamed enough. If not....." She left the rest unspoken. "By
the way, I see that you have a nice little home entertainment
center here... what's this? Oh lovely, a video camera! I think I'll
just set this up here so I can have some fond memories for my
`personal' collection". She laughed as she set the video camera up
on a tripod, turned the power on and began to focus on poor Tommy.
   "First thing Tommy, I want you to reach around with your left
hand and insert your middle finger into your asshole. That's right,
now I want you to take your right hand and begin to jack off for
Linda and me. Remember, DO NOT CUM! If you do, your fate will be
sealed. Now, camera's rolling, you have 20 minutes starting NOW!"
   Beverly stayed by the camera but Linda chose to sit down on the
sofa right in front of Tommy, who was pumping with both hands.
   "Please Linda, please spank me!" He cried. "I was such a bad boy
to humiliate you in front of your friends and I'm really sorry.
Please spank me...p-please." 
   As the camera whirred, Linda warmed up to this unusual
opportunity. "Take your finger out of your asshole Tommy and use
your left hand to spread your asscheeks as wide as they'll go! Use
only two fingers to rub your dick!" She was really getting into
this. For the next ten minutes Tommy subjected himself to the most
intense humiliation possible. He told Linda that he was a naughty
little boy and that he really wanted her to give him a spanking. He
crawled around on the floor slapping his own ass as the camera
followed his every move. The two ladies were laughing hysterically! 
 "This is just too much!" Linda said, wiping her eyes. "You know,
I think I just might spank him, but before I do, do you think it
would be all right if I called my two friends over to see him beg
some more? They'd LOVE it!"
   "I think that's a simply marvelous idea, Linda! What do you
think, honey? Should you ask Linda to invite her friends over to
see you beg, or do you want to disappoint her?"
   "P-P-Please L-Linda... please ask your friends to come over to
see me beg..." Tommy was completely out of control. He had gone so
far out on a limb that he knew there was no stopping. Beverly had
so much on him right now that there was no way he could refuse her
anything.
   Beverly put the camera on hold and told Tommy to stop touching
himself, but maintain position. In the meantime Linda grabbed the
phone and anxiously punched in her number. "Hello Tina? This is
Linda, yeah I'm still across the street but you gotta see this!"
she blurted out in her teenage excitement. "Mr. Hyde is over here
with me and another woman and he's got no clothes on! That's right,
he's butt-naked and that's not all... he's being punished! In a few
minutes he's going to get this incredible spanking and I thought
that you and Ellen would like to see it... but listen up. This is
really important. You GOTTA promise never to say anything about
this to ANYBODY. You promise? Great! Come on over, and hurry!"
   This was crazy, Tom thought. Right now he should be at work,
doing his job while trying to cast covert glances at the luscious
asses of his two co-workers. Just 24 hours earlier he had been
doing exactly that. Now here he was waiting for three teenage girls
to look at HIS ass and hear him beg one of them to give him a
spanking! And there wasn't anything he could do about it. He had
degraded and shamed himself to a level that was almost
unimaginable. And it was all on tape! Tommy wiped the tears away
from his eyes just as he heard the rapping on the door. From the
giggling he heard on the other side he knew it was Tina and Ellen.
Linda rushed to the door and opened it. "Come on in, hurry!
Remember, not a word to anybody, promise? Wait till you see this!"
  She led the other girls over to where Tom was lying on the floor.
Just like her, they both stopped and took a half step back. But
then they both put their hands over their mouths and bent over
laughing. Perhaps it was because they had some idea what to expect,
or perhaps it was because there were three of them together, but
they warmed up to the sight almost immediately.
   "I thought you were joking!" Tina gasped, "but this is un-real!
Is he really going to get a spanking?" Both of her friends looked
at each other and started giggling again.
   "Yes" replied Beverly. "I can assure you of that. Right now it's
just a question of who... and where" she added looking down at
Tommy with a smile on her face.
   "Watch this!" Linda said, "Tommy, I want you to apologize for
lying about our...relationship". Then I want you to kiss my feet,
then Tina's feet, then Ellen's feet, and then return to what you
were doing before I called them over." Linda motioned to the other
two girls to sit on the couch with her as Beverly turned the video
camera back on.
   Tommy got on his knees in front of Linda. "I'm soooo sorry that
I lied to your friends when I said that I wasn't interested in you.
That was a bad thing to do and I beg you to forgive me." He then
put his head down and kissed Linda's sneakers. He crawled over to
Tina and Ellen and kissed their sneakers too. Then he crawled back
to where he had been, got back on his back with his legs up in the
air spread wide and his knees bent and began begging Linda once
again to give him a spanking.
   Tina and Ellen went nuts. They couldn't believe what they were
seeing! Tom began stroking his penis with one hand and spreading
his asscheeks with the other. His anus was opening and closing like
a fish's mouth, gasping in the air, while the three girls laughed,
and the camera whirred.
  After about five more minutes of this, Linda said "Okay Beverly,
I think he's shamed himself enough. I guess I'll give him a
spanking." 
   Tears of happiness flowed in Tom's eyes. "Oh Thank you! Thank
you!" 
   Linda made a motion for Tom to get up and drape himself across
her knees. Both Tina and Ellen were still sitting beside her so
they got a great view. Linda lifted her hand into the air and WHAP!
That was one. She was a little surprised by the sound but her hand
felt good against the yielding flesh of Tom's ass. 
   "That's one" Beverly called out. "Ninety-nine more to go and
they better be HARD ones or they don't count."
   Linda began to get a rhythm going. As she slapped, Tom bucked
and sobbed and her two friends laughed their hearts out. Beverly
watched from the side, still directing the video camera.
   At fifty slaps Tom was sobbing out of control. At fifty-five
slaps, a loud buzzer started sounding. It made everyone stop to see
what was going on. Beverly opened her pocketbook and reached in to
take out what looked like a small kitchen timer. "Oh my!" Beverly
said, "looks like time's run out, and you haven't had your whole
spanking yet. What a pity!"
   Tom stopped sobbing almost instantly. He couldn't believe what
he was hearing! She wouldn't really do it, would she? She couldn't
possibly, could she? "NO-NO-NO, it's not fair! You can't do that to
me!" Tom fell off Linda's knees to the floor and began sobbing
again.
   "What was that, mister!" Beverly barked as she walked over and
stood directly over his pathetic form. "Did I hear the NO word from
you, after I've warned you?" Beverly looked down at him and began
chuckling. "I was only going to say that since Linda had not
finished, you were going to have to beg her for some more time.
Tom's heart sunk. "But now you have to be taught once and for all
that you NEVER say NO to me." With that she reached down and picked
up the leash. "Let's go, chum. We're gonna take a little walk in
the fresh air!"


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