~Subject: Captured by Teens (mf, bd, pedo) Part 4/8
~From: an13832@anon.penet.fi
~Date: Sat,  2 Dec 1995 09:40:13 UTC
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

Captured by Teens - Part 4

He was led over to the fourth teen. This was the one that looked so much
like a boy, he couldn't be sure of the sex. He would know soon enough.
He was planning his approach to undressing the kid. The button down shirt
was going to be a challenge, but the shorts would be easy. He wondered
when he removed the teen's shorts whether he would find a cock or a cunt.
He was hobbling into position when one of the other girls shouted stop. The
leader gave a painful yank on his cock leash to stop him. The girl who
spoke up was the blond he had just undressed. She said that they were
getting bored. They began to discuss among themselves how to liven things
up. There was a lot of whispering and giggling. Then the leader told
the kid he was about to undress to lie on the floor on your back and
put your hands behind your head. This was going to make his job a lot
harder. He had hoped to see if the kid had breasts when the shirt stretched
over the teen's chest, but the shirt was too baggy. In order to undress
the kid from above, he had to be on his knees with his ass up in the air.

Again he was in a humiliating position with his asshole and hairless balls
visible to everyone. The girls laughed and make crude remarks about
him in this position. He hobbled over to the short haired teen and began
working on the buttons of the kid's shorts. Just his luck, it was a
button down fly. That's when he heard the girls sneaking up behind him. He
felt something pushing against his asshole, but when he stopped to
see what was going on, the leader yanked on his leash and told him to get
back to work. The girls continued to push something against his hole and
he turned his head to see. Two of the girls were holding a long broom
handle and were obviously intent on pushing it into him. He began to
hobble forward to get away when the leader hit his ass hard with the
whip. He yelled out in pain. The leader warned him that if he
tried to move away he would
be whipped again. Just to make the point, she whacked him again with the
whip. The whip really hurt and convinced him to cooperate.

The girls with the broomstick just giggled. He went back to working
on the teen's fly buttons when he felt the broomstick at his ass again. This
time he dared not to move away. He tried to concentrate on his work, but
the girls were shoving the broomstick deeper and deeper into his sore
asshole. They got it in about eight inches before it would move no further.
The other end of the stick stuck out about three feet. They let go of the
stick and it just waved in the air out of his upturned, widely spread
asscheeks. Now more of the girls were laughing. He had only gotten two of
the four buttons undone on the teen's shorts because of all of the distraction.

As he worked on the other
buttons, the girls began to move the broomstick from right to left.
This had the effect of acting as a lever on him and his face was forced off
the teen's crotch. The leader pulled hard on his cock leash and ordered
him back to work. The two girls in back took turns moving the stick various
ways to prevent him from completing his chore, only to have the leader
yank his leash to get him back to work. It was an impossible situation.
Finally he got all of the buttons undone and began to pull the teen's shorts
off. He had to pull very hard to free the shorts from underneath the kid's
small ass. At least
when he got the shorts off he would be able to tell the sex of the kid by
the kind of underwear, especially if he could make out the bulge of a cock.

As he worked the shorts down the teen's legs his still could not make a guess.
The teen's body shape was very much like a boy with thin thighs, but the legs
were completely hairless. He moved back up after removing the shorts as
the broomstick wagged in the air outside his arched ass. He looked at the
teen's underwear but they were boxer shorts. No clue yet. He wanted
to pull down the kid's underwear next to settle the matter once and for
all, but
the leader tugged on his leash and ordered him to do the shirt next. It seemed
obvious that the other girls knew that he had no idea if the teen was
a girl or a boy and they used it add to his torture just that much more.
He moved up to the kid's neck to start on the shirt buttons and took the
opportunity to study the face to see if he could make a guess.

The teen laid there looking up at him with hands behind the head waiting.
The kid's face was round with a small round nose and freckles. Lightly tanned
skin. Perfect completion and short cut dirty blond hair. Thin reddish
lips, thin brown eyebrows, beautiful green eyes. Typical young teen
boy or girl's tom boy look.
No clues in that face. It was still a toss up. As he started on the buttons
of the kid's shirt, some of the other girls started playing with the stick
again, pulling it in and out and trying to prevent him from completing his job.
Then he felt a sudden pain in his balls. He looked back through his wide
stretched legs and saw that the other girls now had clothespins and were
applying them to his ball sack. They then used some spring loaded hair combs
and applied them to his hanging cock. The leader gave his leash a tug
and ordered him back to work. By the time he had undone the last button,
his cock and balls were covered with clothes pins. They were even trying
to put clothespins on his nipples and the skin around his wide open
armpits. He was quite a site with a broomstick out of his ass and various
kinds of clips squeezing his genitals and torso. With his wrists secured to
his neck collar, there was nothing he could do but endure the pain.

By the time he had removed
the teen's shirt, they had added clothespins to each of his toes as well
Whenever the leader tugged on his leash, the pain from the clothespins
was amplified as they
swung from his ball sack. He tried to concentrate on his work in anticipation
of getting the answer to the burning question about the kid's sex.
He expected to have the answer when he got the shirt off, but he was
disappointed again. The teen was
wearing a tee shirt and with the kid's hands behind the head and the laying
on the back, it was unlikely he could make out breasts since they would
be pulled flat against the chest. He couldn't stand the waiting any longer.
He had to know. He moved to remove the teen's tee shirt and the leader
ordered him to stop. He didn't even care about the pain of the clips. He
had to have his answer. But the girls knew that he was being tortured by
the question he could not get the answer to.

One of the girls carried
the blindfold over and put it on him. This could not be true. He was
enduring all of the pain and humiliation just to find out the sex of this
kid and they just made it harder. They carefully guided him as he removed
the kid's tee shirt so he could not brush up against the kid's chest. He
was forced to work up from the sides. The shirt was off. They directed his
head to the boxer shorts and again made sure he could only work down the
sides. He desperately tried to sniff when his face was closest to the kid's
crotch. Maybe he could tell by smell. He was not close enough. They guided
his head back up to the kid's torso and pressed his face into the teen's
open armpit and ordered him to lick. The wide open armpit was soft and
completely hairless. He could smell the young kid's body odor but he
probably would not know a boy's from a girl's. Grabbing him by the hair,
they positioned his head directly above the kid's
nipple and ordered him to lick. He pressed his tongue down as he licked
and though he could make out the sponginess of a female breast, but since
he had never licked a boy's breast he was not sure. The kid squirmed a bit
as he licked. The nipples were very sensitive and he could feel them
swelling as he licked. They moved his head back and forth between the nipples,
holding him by the hair and ordering him to suck and lick
Finally they moved his head the the kid's crotch.

There was no hiding it now. He would finally have his answer. The leader
told the kid to spread his or her legs as wide apart as possible. She
used the name Chris, but that was still no clue. He wondered what it
was like for a kid to grow up with people always guessing your sex wrong.
As they slowly lowered his head, he imagined that his tongue would soon
be licking the smooth skin of an erect, hairless penis and he would be
very disappointed. Imagine the laugh the girls would have when he choked
at the homosexual encounter. When he finally made contact with skin he
was ecstatic, even with the pain of all of the clothespins. He did not touch
a cock with his tongue, he touched the widespread, hairless cunt lips
of a girl. He licked with joy up and down the slit, like a hungry animal,
sucking on her tiny clit. She began to move her hips up and down in pleasure.

This tom boy had never had a sexual encounter before and the new sensations
were driving her crazy. The girls removed the blindfold so he could see
her pink, hairless young cunt spread before him. They cheered the tom boy
on toward orgasm as he licked her slit, pushing his tongue into her tiny
virgin hole and sucked her clit. The experienced leader told some of the
other girls to help the Chris along toward orgasm by licking
her erect nipples and squeezing her flattened tits as he worked on her
cunt. They wanted her to really enjoy her first orgasm. Her breathing
became quicker and more shallow as her slender hips bucked up against his
face. In her stretched position he could clearly see the thin girl's
ribs pushing through her skin, which forced her tummy into a wide, flat
plane below. The more she bucked, the more pain he got from the broomstick
as it swung in the air out of his asshole and the clothespins swinging back
and forth on his balls. The leader was getting excited just watching the
girl and was yanking on his cock leash to keep him licking. Finally, the
girl arched her back one more time and held her pubic area pressed against
his face as she began to orgasm. One of the other girls grabbed his head
and pressed it more into the girl's crotch to make sure she got the most
benefit of his talented tongue. The girl let out a loud wail of pleasure
and cunt juice began to flow out of her tiny hole. Her body was arched
backwards like a gymnast when she does a bridge. After a few more seconds,
she collapsed back onto the floor, panting. Her body was covered with
saliva and sweat. The girls applauded at the tom boy's very first orgasm.

They rewarded him by removing the clothespins and hair combs from him
and pulling out the long broomstick from his ass. He was about to relax
when the leader yanked on his leash and said, "I'm next."