Message-ID: <15242eli$9809110541@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: campblood@aol.com (CampBlood) Subject: STORY: "Trouble with Playing Doctor" Part 3 (spk, therm) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998091017410300.NAA05701@ladder03.news.aol.com> For those with the patience to actually follow this story, I offer part 3 for your reading pleasure...As always, if you are offended by stories with children, do not read this. This story contains much abuse, physical and sexual, and is not for everyone... This story is not a documentary, nor did it ever happen. Based on some of the responses I received from part 2, some of you may have a little trouble recognizing this fact... :o) Enjoy... The Trouble with Playing Doctor" Part III When he emerged from the bathroom, dressed only in clean white briefs, his hair still damp, Caitlyn and Maureen were waiting for him in his room. Both were seated on his bed as he entered the room and the two girls smiled inwardly as the almost naked boy shivered and blushed deeply at being seen in only his underwear. His stomach fell as he stared at the implements of his punishment on the dresser, gathered quickly while his small form had soaked in the soapy warm water of his bath. There was a wooden twelve-inch ruler, a small leather belt, multiple rubber gloves, a large tub of Vaseline and a thermometer in a clear red plastic case which stood perpendicular to the bureau. He felt his throat warming again and fought to hold back the tears. This would be embarrassing enough without adding a good cry to the agenda. “Come to me,” Maureen said. She sounded like an angry mother. “I want to make sure you’re not dirty.” Jason approached his babysitter miserably. He avoided eye contact with Caitlyn, knowing she was loving every second of his shame. How could she not? He knew he would be if the situation was reversed. He stood humbly before Maureen, hoping that his cooperative attitude would earn him less of a hard time over her lap. The boy gulped as Maureen’s fingers went straight for the waistband of his underwear, tugging them down in front only, allowing his bottom to remain covered, but also affording his punishers an open view of his tiny shaft and tight scrotum. It took all of his resolve to not let his hands fly to his groin and cover himself up. He knew that would be perceived as an uncooperative gesture and would probably earn him more spankings and probably even more rectal temperatures. So he stood, staring at the ceiling, his throat tight in humiliation, his head swimming, swallowing hard as Maureen reached out and lightly lifted his penis to look under it. She then manipulated his testicles as he winced in trepidation, praying that she would not be inclined to squeeze them. Finally, she seemed satisfied with his cleanliness. His underwear and modesty was restored. All be it for the moment. The proclamation that he did not have to repeat his bath caused mixed emotions in the small bedroom. Jason was terribly relieved, had not wanted to take another bath while Maureen watched and Caitlyn had assisted. There was nothing he could have thought of that would have been worse than that. Caitlyn, on the other hand, was quite disappointed, although kept her emotions in check. She would have very much enjoyed running a soapy washcloth over the boy’s naked form, would have probably even used her hands alone to spread soapy bubbles on the boy’s more naughty parts. She envisioned Jason standing sideways in the cooling bath water, one foamy hand massaging his tight little sack and tiny spear of flesh, the other rubbing slow circles on his bottom. Taking several wicked side-trips to his crack, her fingers would have pushed the soap deeper and deeper into the cleft, circumventing the rim of his anus several times and enjoying the sound as the boy gasped at the sensations. Alas, it was not to be... There were other things to look forward to, though. Caitlyn watch wide-eyed as Maureen took Jason by the arm and led the boy to her side and draped him rather unceremoniously over her wide lap. Maureen was seated far enough back on the bed where Jason’s torso and legs fell onto the bed as well, his bare feet hanging over the foot of the bed and his chest and arms lying between the two girls. The boy was still trying his hardest to avoid the gaze of the younger girl, but it was getting more difficult with each passing moment. He folded his arms and rested his head in the warmth and solitude they provided, his eyes closed and his breathing shallow. “You have a nice bottom,” Maureen stated, pleased that the boy jumped slightly when her hand began to rub his still adorned fanny. “I think we need to see more of it, don’t you?” For a second Jason did not know who she was talking to, and then he realized she was not talking to anybody but rather punctuating his embarrassment with babyish banter. The child held his breath as his briefs were taken down and the cool morning air washed quickly over his now bared bottom. His underwear did not stop its descent at his thighs, nor at his knees, and Jason shuddered as he realized her intent. She meant to strip him bare and he was powerless to prevent it. The last remnant of any type of modesty was passed over his ankles and brushed his clenching toes as Maureen pulled his underwear completely off and threw the garment across the room onto the toy-littered floor. Jason had never felt as embarrassed as he did at that moment, feeling both his underwear leave his body and the stares of his new “friend” and babysitter on his unprotected bare bottom. He squeezed his eyes and his buttocks tight. Maureen did not care about his eyes. His bottom was what had her full attention at this moment. She looked down at the white lobes of flesh, furiously crushed together, the dividing line tight and thin. She looked up and smiled at Caitlyn, knowing the boy did not see her gesture. “Come over here, Caitlyn,” she said. “You’ll get a better view as we examine his bottom. You need to check for cleanliness everywhere, you know...” Caitlyn got up off the bed and walked around to the back of the boy, never taking her eyes off his tight little bottom. She longed to rub it’s smoothness, pry it’s cheeks apart, examine his entrance and probe it’s secrets. “The outside looks clean enough,” Maureen said. It sounded to Jason as if she were teaching a class. “Let’s take a look at the inside.” Jason heard that and his breath caught again. He tightened his now vaguely sore bottom cheeks even harder, and was rewarded with a hand slap across his bare bottom which amazed him with its severity. He gasped as the sting reached the base of his brain and quickly forgot to keep his cheeks firmly planted together. He was still reeling with the pain of that first spank when he felt Maureen lightly grab a reddening cheek in each hand and gently apply traction in opposing fashion. The boy’s face turned crimson with shame as he heard Caitlyn giggle when he exposed anus came into view. He was very glad that he had taken the time to wash down there as well, for at least he knew he was clean. He lay over Maureen’s lap for a long time, her hands keeping his cheeks spread wide, both girls gazing down into the valley of his buttocks, watching with morbid fascination as his anus would flex and expand in the boy’s subservient humiliation. The coral colored aperture seemed to twitch almost constantly, never providing a lull in the action as Jason could only hide his face in the humid protection of his folded arms. The air cooled his anus while his bottom felt warm from Maureen’s slap. The two sensations seemed maddening to the young boy, as he could not get comfortable with either. At long last, he felt Maureen release his buttocks and relaxed as they sprung back together again. Caitlyn took her place in front of Jason again and Maureen reached for the ruleratop the dresser. The fun was about to begin... TO BE CONTINUED.......... 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