Date: Tue, 25 Apr 2017 16:13:32 +0200 From: Pablo Alvaro Subject: Pablo's initiation. Part two Nifty does a great job for us printing these stories. Please support them for them to continue this great service, and help them in any way you can. Jorge released my wrists and ordered me to hold my arms over my head and hold onto the two dangling ropes, and this I did with mounting excitment. He took the lengths of nylon cord that had held my wrists and ankles on the bed and bound each of my wrists firmly to the rope while I reached as high as possible standing on tip toes to reach them. As he tied me our naked bodies were rubbing together, his rigid erection prodding at my stretched young body with both of us now glowing with a slight sweat in the warm summer weather and the closed effect of his bedroom. When he had finished he stood back to look at me as I stood now tied and helpless again, in a Y shape in front of him, stretched up and ready for the promised whipping. "Jorge, don't your parents think it odd that you keep those ropes up on the beam. I mean what do you tell them they are for?" I asked him. "Look, we hardly know each other yet Pabs. You see you assume I have two parents but actually my original parents split up when I was a baby. Mum then married again so I was brought up by her and my Step Dad until I was eleven years old, and then Mum died in a car accident leaving just Dad and Me." He came to stand close against me pushing me so our cocks were rubbing again and ran his hands up and down my back, caressing my bum, my hip bones, and the curve of my lower back before returning to ruffle my hair, leaning forward finally to give me a long and gentle kiss. "Your skin is so delightfully smooth Pabs, like velvet and the slightest dusting of tiny fair hairs over your shoulders. Soon that hairless young body will be sprouting pubic hair which is almost a pity as it will spoil the innocent beauty or you as you are now! "Thanks Tomas, but I still have a question. What does your Dad think those ropes are for?" I persisted because it did seem strange to me. "You will know when you meet my Dad in a few days Pablo. You see he started me off on this masochistic punishments thing. At first, while Mum was still alive and I was only about ten, he would have me over his knee for a spanking and it was then that i discovered that actually the whole act and the pain was exciting me in an odd way. Then there was the time he spanked me when I was only wearing thin PE shorts and no shirt and my erection became very obvious. I found it was pressing down on Dad's lap and I could feel that he had a similar erection. He stood me up and smiled a slow secret smile, telling me, that next time I needed punishing I would have to be naked so he could really make it hurt and see the effect!" "So how long was it before you were spanked naked? Were you often naughty Tomas?" "I remember the first naked spanking very well actually. He first made me strip in front of him as he sat on his usual chair, that upright one over there actually, for the punishment, and after he had given me a good hard twenty spanks he stood me up to stand in front of him. I was by now fully erect, I was eleven by then, and my smooth uncircumcised erection stood twitching and vertical. I tried to hide it with my hands but he told me to come close, turn my back to him, and put my hands behind my back. He then proceded to tie them tightly with a length of cord! This made me really excited!" As Tomas was telling me his story he was gently smoothing his hands over me, tweaking my nipples and rubbing my cock until I was almost at climax! "So he liked spanking you, and seeing you naked, and then started tying you up! Wow, what a Dad to have!" "Yes but don't forget he is not my proper Dad, only a Step Dad. Anyway, it got better, or worse depending on what you like. As soon as I was well past my eleventh birthday and did something that in his view deserved punishment he changed from spanking to whipping and for this I had to be tied properly to keep me in position, and that is when he put the ropes up. At first the whippings were simply with a belt and naked, but they made me really excited despite hurting more and more so I kept on doing things that would bring on a whipping! It was then that Dad made the whip which I have shown you and it was first tried on me as soon as I was twelve." "Wow, and you have been whipped by him all these years? Does he still do it to you Tomas. Wow, I can hardly believe it!" "Oh no Pabs, he stopped whipping me when I was sixteen and by then I was eyeing up young boys like yourself down at the harbour and wishing I could be tying them up and enjoying punishing them. Yes, the ropes are the same he used to tie me, and as I said it is his whip still. You see he had actively encouraged me to find new young boys off and on. He promised that he would never say anything as long as when I had a good boy to punish he would be allowed to come and see a session occassionally. He has seen you Pablo in the little yellow thong, and he told me he reckoned that you were the most beautiful boy yet. It was him who suggested that little yellow thong in fact. So now you know my funny secrets it is time for your ordeal boy! Tomas bent down to pick up the whip, and smiling at me he swished it through the air a few time before coming to stand to one side of me. I hung from my bound wrists proudly, my slim smooth boy's body waiting for Tomas to start! "Brace yourself boy!" A swishiing sound came before the many leather tails curled around my uppper back. I gave a gasp of surprise but it was not reaally too painful as yet. "You are to count each stroke boy, and when we get to twenty I will stop. If you miss a count though, beware, because it means we start over again! with that said he landed another stroke and then another!. "Two sir, ow ow, three sir, gosh that hurts sir!" "It is meant to hurt silly boy, but not to damage or mark you too much. There is not hurry for this Pablo, we have the whole afternoon ahead of us and I want to see your back red and stinging, but I do like you adding the sir to the count! From now on when you are being punished you will go on calling me Sir!? It felt weird and yet incredibly exciting to be tied naked, writhing and heaving at my bonds under the pain of my first whipping from the young man I so admired, so it was not surprising that I felt my cock swelling to a state so hard it felt as though it could burst. Another three lashes lower down my back then a lash that curled around and bit into my lower ribs on the other side. I squealed and shouted "seven sir" I felt my cock give one huge twitch and then a full and incrdible orgasm had me gasping and wriggling before hanging limp from the ropes wondering at the mixture of pain and delight! "Wow Pabs, you certainly make it obvious that you enjoy your punishment. That is seven so far but I am a sensible guy and i love and respect your courage. When you look back on this it is important that you will want to do it all again so I am giving you time to recover your sexual excitement before I continue. We will simply wait until you get back your erection!? Tomas went to collect an old blanket chest and put it down for me to stand on while I recovered, still tied by the wrists but not under stress, then he went back to the bed, retrieved his blue thong he had discarded earlier which he slipped on. He also brought over my little yellow thong and carefully put this on me! "I will have the pleasure of stripping those off when you are ready for the rest of your punishment Pablo" and he took a seat in the chair where his Dad had initiated him into the scene! I stood on the chest, arms still aloft but not at full stretch, and quite quickly, at the thought of what was still to come, I was erect in the little yellow pouch! Tomas of course noticed this at once and came across to stand in front of me and immediately run his hands over my back, my butt, and then down my legs before coming up to undo the ties of the thong to let it drop away. "I see you are ready again Pablo. You still seem excited even with a lot more lashes to come!" and gently his hand started to masturbate my growing erection. "Yes Sir, I want you to go on and finish my punishment now, so we can go on and do something else! Maybe go for a sail again!" Tomas pulled out the chest from under my feet, to leave me on tip toe again and then started to run his fingers down my back. "Pablo, you have a very red back with one or two quite sore looking red stripes. I will tell you what. I have an idea and I am going to follow, whether you like it or not. It will all be part of your punishment anyway. You will have three more lashes now, making it ten so far which is half what it was meant to be. You will then be freed until supper time and then bedtime. But as you still have ten strokes to come you will be kept tied up all night and sleep in my bed with me. I have a wonderful way of tying a boy so that both he and I can enjoy our bodies all night!" "Wow Tomas, sir, will I be spreadeagled all night, and will I be whipped in the morning for my final ten strokes?" I waited to see what he would say but all that happened was that he picked up the whip and took his place beside me. The next lash landed low around my back and wrapped around to my tummy and I squealed again, but still managed to cry out, eight sir. Ow, that hurt. Another swish and high on my back the lash landed, and all I did before counting nine sir, was to give a slight grunt. "Ready boy, here is your last today before you get some time off, and he landed a really hard lash right accross my shoulder to whip right around and slash accross one of my nipples as it wrapped round!" I screamed out then, but still managed to shout "ten sir" as I went limp on my bonds. One part of me though was far from limp and my cockk was again bursting with the excitement of the pain and sexual urges combined. Tomas chuckled to himself and said that maybe tomorrow would be a good day for his next plan before my final ten stokes of the whip! "Right my boy, now we are going to have the rest of the day off and go sailing. You know what you are in for and what will happen tonight, and then tomorrow. Now it is time to turn off for a spell! Get that little thong on you and lets go to the boat. Come on boy, look sharp!" And he collected up a bag for our spare clothes and we pulled on shorts over our sexy costumes and made for the harbour. Once on the boat we started chatting and I was able to ask Tomas what it was he had thought about for tomorrow, and giving me a little smile he started to tell me! "Well Pablo, I have told you about my Dad, well you know I mean my Step Dad, and how he loves young boys and taught me about the whole punishment scenario. Well, I have invited him to come over tomorrow when you will be taking your final ten lashes after being tied up naked in my bed all night. I told you he has seen you showing off in that yellow thong and he is looking forward to seeing you enjoying your suffering. What do you think of that boy!" "It sounds sort of exciting Tomas, yes, in fact it will be even more exciting being watched by your Dad. Is he likely to want me whipped any differently to today though, I mean what is in it for him, what does he want?" "He will enjoy seeing the red stripes appearing on that little brown back of yours Pabs. He will enjoy your obvious sexual enjoyment as the pain bites in, especially if it makes you cum, like it did today. He will want to touch you of course, run his hands over your hairless smooth body, but, you belong to me of course, not him! He will make suggestions as to how we might proceed in future, but whatever he suggests, you will like him I am sure!" he sat back to go on steering the little boat and relaxed. "Oh Pablo, it is okay to take off your shirt now because there is no one to see that your back is still rather red and striped, and a bit of sun and wind will soon clear todays efforts!" Pablo peeled off his shirt, pushing down the little thong to the top of his already rigid cock to be so temptingly nearly naked, hot under the sun, and deeply content with his lot! Part three will be of my night spent tied in Tomas's bed; the meeting with the Step Dad, and my next whipping, attended by his Dad, who without asking has brought along his new thirteen year old boy. They will continue to teach young Pablo to further enjoy the delights that can be enhanced with the pleasure of pain. Do please keep comments coming in to pabloalvy@mail.com. they are much appreciated and some have been most helpful.