VIRGINIA'S PETS part 7
by Harte
Jamie, locked back into his cock-cage, returned to his room in the lodge. He sat at his PC, his buttocks still throbbing from the caning he had received. He checked his emails. He didn't get many these days, apart that is from spam. He was about to delete his in-box when he noticed an invitation to join a face-book site from somebody calling himself Mr Brown. Was it his Mr Brown? Jamie clicked on the link.
There was a portfolio of pics, simply labelled Jamie. With beating heart Jamie opened the window to discover a whole series of pictures of his arse before and after caning. The bastard had not only taken pictures but put them up on the web! He returned to the main page and there to his acute embarrassment were a series of comments from a variety of men about his bottom and how he should be further punished. And below all of those was Mr Brown's detailed description of Jamie's so recent visit and with promise of further pictures. One man had asked if Jamie was gay. Brown had replied enigmatically "Not yet!" Some one else had asked if he was available for hire to which Brown replied "I guess so but he doesn't come cheap."
Of course, by joining the Face-book site Jamie had exposed his own identity and within minutes he received a number of obscene propositions. It would appear that Mr Brown was not alone in employing corporal punishment on boys like him. Bottom still sore, Jamie deleted them one by one til he came to one headed "billie" It read:
Hi Jamie,
my name is billie and my Daddy says I must write to you. He says I need an
older playmate and you sound ideal to Him. He says I must get used to big bois seeing me
for what I am.
I am a lil sissy and only have a lil dick and I wet the bed, so much so I have to
wear a nappy in bed at night even though I am now sixteen. If I am naughty Daddy spanks
my bare bottie and then I am put to bed like a lil baby which I hate so I try to be good
then daddy lets me play with my toys in my play pen which I love.
Daddy says you must ask Miss Virginia's permission and he has ordered
me to add his email address which you are to pass on to her.
I hope you do so and that she gives her permission as I would love to have
a playmate like you. Hope your bottie is better now.
Kiss
billie
Attached to the email was a single picture showing a skinny little youth, wearing just a nappy, on all fours in a playpen, pushing a model car around. Jamie stared at it in amazement, and to his surprise his dick began to swell before it reached the constraint of his cock-cage. With a click of his mouse he forwarded the email to Miss Virginia.
It took two weeks of negotiation before Jamie's visit to billie was arranged. Meanwhile Jamie had yet another visit to Mr Brown for further fustigation and renewed training in cock-sucking. He felt almost pride as he handed over the envelope to Miss Virginia who handed back his reward, four pounds the fee having been reduced for repeat business.
"Mr Brown tells me you were very well behaved and really sucked on his cock this time as though you wanted to. Did you want his penis in your mouth and his spunk down your throat."
"Not really, Miss. No."
"Never mind, pet. You will. In time" She paused to lock him back into his cock-cage. "Now to your next client. Billy's daddy wants you to visit this weekend and stay overnight. And for that he is going to pay 80 pounds, so you are really beginning to earn your keep now, aren't you pet."
"Yes, Miss."
"Don't forget to do exactly as you are told; I shall be getting a full report, so be a good boy." She smiled at him. "I think you will enjoy this visit."
And to Jamie's surprise he found himself agreeing with her; billie really intrigued him and the thought of seeing him in the flesh excited him. Was he turning queer? On his last visit to Mr Brown, after a sound caning and a mouthful of spunk, he was allowed to jerk himself off and had his biggest orgasm in ages. Pain and then pleasure, Is that how billie was trained, he wondered? Yet what he really wanted was the sexual release from Miss Virginia; her very presence sent him rampant, yet she never obliged, never supplied him the release he craved for. Confusing! As she intended!
It was to a nondescript detached house in a small suburban estate that Jamie was conveyed by a silent man in his forties. When they entered Jamie was taken straight upstairs to a small bedroom. In one corner was a large cot, a small bed with added wooden rails. In it was a scruffy teddy-bear and strung across the rails was a string on which were hanging small shiny objects, the sort of things which would hang over a baby's cot. To one side was a low changing table, though Jamie didn't realise its purpose then. And on a low pink chair were a set of clothes. He was ordered to change and come down stairs when he was ready.
Jamie stripped naked, save for the ubiquitous cock-cage; how he hoped the man would release him soon. He pulled on a skimpy pair of white briefs, white ankle socks, and black sling-back patent leather shoes. Next came a very tight pair of red satin shorts, and for his top a frilly white shirt.
He looked at his transformation in the full-length mirror set facing the bottom of the bed. He seemed to have changed from a teen into a kid, and he liked what he saw. He felt the satin's softness and his cock would have exploded if it had not been contained. He left the bedroom, went downstairs and knocked on the door behind which he could hear a cartoon being played on the TV.
Little billie was sat on the floor in front of the TV sucking on a baby-bottle of what looked like milk. He looked up, his eyes wide with surprise since had not been told of Jamie's visit, and dropped his bottle.
"Now come on billie, you have got to finish your drinkie before I introduce you to your new play-mate."
Blushing red with embarrassment, the lad retrieved his bottle and sucked and sucked.
"He is such a messy drinker" the man explained "that he has to use a bottle." He ran enquiring hands over Jamie's satin-clad bum. "Do you like your shorts."
"Yes, Sir. Thank you." Jamie knew better than to annoy a man; Mr Brown had taught him that much.
"The man whispered in his ear. "If you are very good, I will let you out of your cock-cage this evening. But you must be very good and play with little boy." The man slipped his hand inside Jamie's frilly shirt and squeezed his nipples. Jamie flinched, but said nothing, and to his amazement he felt his cock straining against its cage.
The nipple teasing continued until the lad announced he had finished, and held up the empty bottle as proof.
"Good boy. Come and say hello to your new play-mate."
The two lads stared at each other, each embarrassed, each intrigued. "My name's billie" the boy announced. "I'm Jamie" the lad responded. "You're the one who is caned by Mr Brown." "Yes." "I saw you on my pc and Daddy said I could invite your round. We are going to be play-mates." Jamie nodded as he took in the lad's pink briefs with farm animals all over it, and his t-shirt with Donald Duck strutting across his chest, and under it the words "Baby Boy".
Never had Jamie felt so stupid as he sat in the play-pen watching billie play with his toy cars.
"You must humour him. He likes playing with his cars. He didn't when he first moved in but he does now, don't you billie." The lad nodded. "So you just play with him. I have spent a lot of money to get billie a play-mate, and if you don't play with him, you will go over me knee and get such a spanking you wont sit for a week!"
Jamie turned to his companion, picked up one of the cars, and began to race it against billie's. The man smiled to himself!
It was nearly 40 minutes later when the boy stopped and with an embarrassed smile at his new companion asked his daddy if he could go on the potty.
"Do you need a wee-wee or big-jobs?"
"A wee-wee, daddy" the boy replied.
The man lifted the slight figure out of the play-pen and took him to a corner of the room. From behind a sofa he recovered a large plastic potty and placed it clear of the corner. With experienced hands he pulled down the boy's briefs and sat him down.
There was a brief silence and then the piss flowed splashing into the potty.
"Finished?"
"Yes, daddy."
"Stand." The boy rose, his diminutive penis exposed to full view in front of Jamie. "As you can see, billie doesn't have a very big willie; in fact it never grew after his twelfth birthday. That and the fact he wets the bed is why his mother sent him to me for potty-training."
Poor billie blushed scarlet.
"It's true isn't it. You are a little bed-wetter?"
"Yes, daddy" the boy replied. And then he turned to Jamie and explained how he couldn't help it.
"And how long are you to be kept as a lil boi?"
"Until I stop wetting, Daddy."
"It works like a big boy's penis" the man explained to Jamie "it just didn't grow." And turning to the boy he ordered him to show Jamie how he played with himself.
A single finger and thumb was sufficient to make it erect and soon the lad was jerking himself off.
"Stop!" The boy obeyed.
"Now" the man said, turning to Jamie "you can give your new play-mate his relief. Kneel down and suck him off."
It was so small in his mouth; nothing like Mr Brown's priapus, and it needed softer sucking and licking. But the out come was the same, albeit billie's love juices barely covered Jamie's tongue. Impulsively, the boy embraced the lad and kissed him on the lips. Jamie would have orgasmed at that moment if he had not been constrained in his cock-cage.
At six o'clock the man announced that it was time for billie's tea.
"Aw, daddy, do I have to go in my high-chair?"
"Of course you do. I am sure Jamie would like to see you in it and in any case you know you can't eat at table like a grown-up since you aren't a grown-up are you?"
Deflated the lad admitted as much and climbed into his high-chair which was brought out from its resting place in the kitchen/dinette. A plastic bib was placed round billie's neck and then his tea was served in a plastic bowl. The lad ate the mushy mess of peas, lamb, and potatoes with a spoon and soon cleared his bowl. Next he had red jelly and cream, again in a kid's plastic bowl. This was followed by orange juice in a plastic cup fitted with a feeding top. It was a strangely exciting sight for Jamie, made more so when he was invited to rub billie's lil dick through his panties as the lad finished his jelly and started on his drink.
"You are a little sissy, aren't you" Jamie whispered into the lad's ear.
"No!" the lad protested.
"Well, I haven't seen a boy your age fed like that before."
"It is what daddy wants; he says I need this."
"I guess you do" grinned Jamie.
Jamie was invited to witness billie's bath-time, and that too was a revelation. The lad sat in the bath playing with his plastic duck whilst his daddy soaped him all over and washed his private parts. Billie giggled at that and the man gave Jamie a conspiratorial wink. Jamie smiled back; it was fun seeing the lad acting like a baby.
Dried and powdered the lad was taken to his bedroom and placed on the changing-table. Up went his skinny legs and in a trice his cotton nappy was slid under his bum before being secured by two big nappy-pins. Obediently billie rose and a pair of plastic over pants were hauled up his legs to cover his nappy. A little tight tee-shirt covered in baby lambs covered his hairless chest and he was laid down in his bed. The man leant over and kissed billie on the forehead. And with an admonition to be good he withdrew after pulling up the bed-rails so billie would not escape his cot.
"Well boy, it is time you earnt the 80 pounds I have paid for you."
"Yes. Sir. I will do what ever you want."
The man pulled down his zip and extracted his semi-erect penis. "What is this?" he demanded.
"Your cock, Sir."
"Correct. But do you want it? Do you really want it? Do you want to worship it not because I have paid for you but because you realise my cock is wonderful, the most desirable thing your fag-mind can see?"
"I don't understand." And Jamie was genuinely confused. They had just finished a very tasty steak dinner and a considerable quantity of wine. And now sat side by side before the blank TV screen. What did He want?
"If you want release from your cock-cage, boy, you will have to bring this penis to full strength, and then beg to worship it."
"Yes, Sir. But how?"
"Dance for me. Wiggle your bum; entice me with your pubes; make me want you!"
Jamie rose and stared down at the lascivious man before him. He could smell his cock, smell his body, and his penis rose as far as it could in its constraints. And then to a slow gyration he danced before his new-found master. And the more he did so the more he wanted him; the straight boy now wanted cock, for the first time! And then, like some cheap whore, he wriggled out of his satin shorts, and then out of his sissy undies, before pressing his bound cock into them man's face. "I will do anything" he announced.
"So you want to suck my cock? You want to lick my balls and arse?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Then beg." And he did!
For twenty minutes or more Jamie licked and sucked, savouring the scents of a man on heat for the first time. But was he released from the cock-cage? No! Eventually the man pushed him away. "Go and fetch little billie from his cot. It is time for his night-time bottle."
Upstairs Jamie found billie dozing in his cot, a tired looking teddy clutched to his chest.
"Wake up billie. Time for your bottle" Jamie announced.
The boy stared at Jamie's half-naked form.
"What is that" he asked staring at Jamie's cock-cage.
It was Jamie's turn to be embarrassed. "It's my cock-cage. I have to wear it."
"Why?"
"To stop me wanking off. I am only allowed to come if I have been good."
The boy sat on the man's lap whilst he was fed his night-time bottle. It was a strangely affecting sight and once more Jamie wished his cock were free.
When billie had finished, he was put down to stand before his Daddy so the man could check on how dry he was.
"What a good boy. You are nice and dry. And what is your reward when you stay dry?"
"I get time with daddy in his bed."
The man turned to Jamie. "Would you like to join us and see what happens to boys when they have been good."
"Yes please, Sir" Jamie replied. "I'd love to." And he meant it!
The bed was large which was just as well as the man positioned billie on his stomach, raising his arse with a pillow under his middle. Jamie watched fascinated as the man inserted his rampant cock slowly into the boy's back-passage and gently began to fuck his young charge.
"More. More" sighed billie. "Fuck your sissy boy, please daddy!"
Jamie watched the man's buttocks rise and fall as he fucked his boy and then unbidden Jamie knelt behind the man and leaning forward kissed his arse and arse-hole until with an animal grunt the man came deep inside the lad's cunt. The man withdrew, his cock smeared with the lad's cunt juices, and rolled over onto his back.
Jamie stared down at the shit-smeared penis and then again unbidden he leant forward and took the deflating member into his mouth and licked it clean, savouring the rich mixture of shit and cum.
"Good boy! Good boy!" the man moaned. "You've earned your release" and reaching across to the side-table took up the key to Jamie's cock-cage. In a trice Jamie was freed and his penis sprung to it full-strength like an animal on heat.
"Would you like to fuck lil billie?"
He would! He did! Ramming his cock deep inside the lad's well-lubricated cunt. "Slowly! Slowly" the man advised, running his hands over Jamie's smooth buttocks. He tried to control his lust but in less than five minutes Jamie had his release, had his longed for orgasm, with a cry of ecstasy! And at that moment Jamie knew he was queer!
To be continued.
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