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Board Room
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It was an eight o'clock, morning meeting and
everyone was punctual. The Sisters would tolerate
nothing less. Though casual wear was permissible at
almost any other time, official business called for
official dress. Everyone of the ladies was wearing tailor
-made suits. This was the first time I was allowed to be
present during one of the meetings, though my training
was not yet complete. My participation was marginal.
I was really only there to observe, and at times, to be
studied.
One wall of the room was mirrored floor to
ceiling. It made it seem as though many more women
there, seated at the extremely large, dark wood
conference table. The opposite wall was mostly
windows; tall, wide ones with long heavy curtains. The
curtains were drawn open to let the summer morning
light plunge in, softened by ivory sheers. The
enclosing walls were paneled.
I was learning a lot watching them in action.
Their minds were keen. They worked together solving
group problems, planning, scheming, creating.
Discussion covered widespread topics, from personal
business accounts to how much salary raise to pay the
cook here at 'the estate'. When the last item on the
agenda had been addressed, Christine, president and
leader of the clan, opened the floor to any additional
items. Veronica stood up, "Yes, I have a bit of
business to be considered by the Sisters. As you all
should be aware, our newest trainee has contributed a
man to the cause. Or should I say a boy? For he
certainly has been behaving as one. As a very naughty
one. It's only fair that he be present to hear of his
offenses and to face his accusers. Agreed?"
The table agreed with nods and low voices. Some
of the more lax women eagerly sat up in their chairs,
with slight smiles on their faces and bright glances to
their sisters. They were looking forward to this
surprise agenda.
The door opened and one of the many female estate
servants led David, by a leash attached to his wrists,
into the room. It had been almost a full day since I
had last seen him in the office with Constance and
Veronica when he had agreed to their proposal. I
almost gasped when I saw him. His lovely dark hair had
been cropped very short, as a little boy's often is at
the onset of summer. He was naked to the waist, except
for the wide, black leather bands cuffed around his
wrists. Each had two rings securely attached to them
to be used in such instances as now, when his wrists
were bound together in front of him. He was wearing
loose, drawstring, black trousers and his feet were
bare. Though clearly on the losing side of this
battle, he walked in pridefully, and stood brazenly
looking at the women in the room. If he wanted a
fight, the Sisters would give it to him, and THEY'D
win. I knew.
"Ladies, this young man fully consented to the
training here. He also agreed to obey the rules. In
only one day I have found him idle a number of times.
Not only that, he has willfully disobeyed the first
rule, that of not touching himself to the point of
orgasm. We all know that idleness leads to such
behavior and he has made it apparent that he can't be
trusted with his own private parts. Besides the
mandatory physical labor, should he be further
punished? What says the council?"
Unanimously yeses circled the table. When it came
to my vote, I tried to get David's attention, but he
kept his stare ahead and ignored me. I knew I could
show no mercy because of how I felt for him, so I
agreed. Veronica then grabbed him by the chin and
talked close to his ear, "Yes it is then. All these
women feel you should be punished for idly playing with
your own body. You know the rule, your body is for
their use only. Now, what should the punishment be?
Hmmmm? Maybe your little friend should decide since
she brought you here and you're being such a
disappointment to her." Veronica turned her cruel
glance to me, "And how do you feel this naughty boy
should be punished?" "Why," I stammered, suddenly
aware of the spot I was in, "I believe naughty boys
should be spanked." "Just spanked?" she threateningly
questioned. "A good paddling then?" "Councilwomen,
what say you?"
Again, Veronica controlled the crowd. They all
agreed to a thorough paddling. Then she did something
I never expected. Gripping the leash tightly, she
jerked David to face away from the conference table,
pushed him forward so that he almost fell and had to
lean his hands on the edge of a bookcase against the
wall for balance, and then abruptly pulled his pants
down. His naked buttocks was totally exposed to the
room full of women. Veronica looked at me again, "I
trust you'll do the honors?"
"NOW, Veronica?" "Do you think this type of a
behavior problem can go unattended to? Spare the rod
and spoil the brat. The council is waiting." I looked
about at the beautiful faces waiting to see David
punished. I was embarrassed for him. They all seemed
so delighted to see him in this position. I stood and
approached them. Naturally, Veronica had a paddle
ready. I took it from her and was surprised at its
lightness though it was very solid.
I knew I had to scold him as he received the
blows, and so I began, "David, you know you deserve
this. I'm disappointed that you couldn't control
yourself for even one day. I hope this teaches you a
lesson." Then I lifted the paddle and swung, hitting
his cheeks with a loud crack. The second hit was even
stronger. He withheld any kind of emotion and didn't
cry out, but his ass began to turn red. My strokes
were slow and deliberate. Every once in a while I
would add a comment about how naughty he had been.
Finally Veronica's impatience got the better of her.
She snatched the paddle from my hands.
"Don't you realize he's a man? He behaves like a
little boy, but his body needs much, much more than
those love taps you've been giving him. You can't
discipline him that way. He'll walk all over you. Sit
down, I'll deal with you later. I thought I had taught
you better than that by now."
Veronica stood with her hip at David's waist,
gripped him secure with her left arm about him, and
began paddling unmercifully hard and fast. In the
position she was in, we all had full vision of his
posterior's increasingly angry proof of his
disobedience, and Veronica's more than confident
capabilities.
Over and over she hit his bare bum. Her
disapproval was apparent, "Who do you think you are?
Did you think you'd get away with breaking the rules?
Boys that misbehave get punished and you deserve
everyone of these spanks. You're a very bad boy David
and I'm going to teach you how to behave properly."
The women at the table giggled and chatted to one
another, remarking about the lovely shade of red his
ass was acquiring. When Veronica had paddled David to
the point that he squirmed in her grip and swayed his
behind back and forth in front of the group, some of
them cheered her on, telling her that he needed more.
He finally reached the point of verbalizing his
discomfort which seemed to incense Veronica's fury even
further, for she renewed the energy in her strike. He
begged and sobbed for her to stop.
"Stop? Stop David? Did you stop when you felt
your come rising in you though you knew it was wrong?
No, you kept on playing with that nasty cock of yours.
So why should I stop now?" She smacked him. "Why?"
"Oh, please, please stop."
I could tell that Veronica reached down to his
genitals to grip him in this last disciplining effort.
He groaned and bent his head. "What a terribly naughty
boy you are. Turn around and show these women just how
bad you are." He straightened up, his ass marked with
welts from the paddle and turned, head bowed.
I was shocked. He had a wonderfully engorged
erection, but no pubic hair. The transformation to
well disciplined little boy was complete. I remembered
the embarrassment I faced as a new trainee, denied my
adulthood amongst these powerful, erotic women. Naked
as a child. I had never thought they'd do the same to
a man. Then I recalled the other embarrassments I had
to endure that first day: the shaving, the complete
bathing and scrubbing as my body was inspected by a
stranger, and finally and most embarrassingly, the most
thorough enema of my life by an unmerciful older woman
who insisted on the holding of the liquid for
intermittently long periods of time. I flushed to
think that David had endured it all too.
Veronica then asked Christine, the lovely auburn-
haired petite president to assist her. Christine
fondled and masturbated David as he stood in front of
everyone, in front of me, while Veronica inspected and
tested the sensitivity of his backside. Many comments
were made about his body, about his lustfulness and how
"easy" it would be to have him. More than a few
mentioned that they were sure to take advantage of his
trainee position for their service in the next few
days. In no time at all, he was ejaculating all the
come that was in him onto the conference table. The
council laughed out loud as his body convulsed and shot
white gobs onto the smooth wood surface.
"Well David, I think you've sufficiently
embarrassed yourself for now. You can go back to your
room." She pulled his pants up from around his ankles
and lead him to the hall for a servant to see him to
his quarters. When she came back to the conference,
she thanked the women for their assistance. Seeing as
there was no more business on the floor, the meeting
was adjourned. Veronica turned to me as everyone
stood, "Clean up his mess. That's the least you can do
with your pathetic weakness."
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