Date: Mon, 11 May 2020 02:35:56 +0000 From: OKstoryteller Subject: New to the neighborhood, Part 18 Please consider making a donation to Nifty, anything helps big or small. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This is a great forum and your support will keep it going. As with most all stories on Nifty this is a fantasy work of fiction, if it illegal to read in your part of the globe please move on. Cast of characters: Bill Stevens, 68 Don and Sharon Edwards – both 29 Twin boys – Jay & Ronnie, age 10 Tony and Caroline Simpson, 37 and 35 Kylie, age 13 Brian, age 11 Katie, Age 9 Jim and Evelyn Peters, both age 43 Brett Peters, Age 16 Cammie Peters, age 12 Mayra Gomez, Age 13 Tammy Evans, Age 16 Cindy Evans, Age 13 Ralphie Evans, Age 12 Bills grandkids Bart, age 13 Kelli, age 12 NEW TO THE NEIGHBORHOOD Part 18 Bart slid forward, his eyes were still filled with rage, but shame had been added and maybe, just maybe we could turn a corner here and gain some much needed control. He sat on his knees, his body language speaking volumes but he was quiet. Well, I said, what do you want? Huh, he said, what do you mean? I asked you a question boy, I spat, what do you want? I don't understand, he said, I don't want anything. I see, I replied, you don't want anything. You don't want to have your clothes back, your phone, your dignity? You don't want to have the respect of your sister back? You don't want to apologize for being a spoiled rotten, little shit to your mother, your father, everyone in your world? You don't want to erase the memory of how sucking on Dan's fat cock made you so horny you shot a load on the floor? Bart sniffled, started slumping down to the floor. The rage in his eyes now gone, the shame taking its place. You, I continued, live a life 95% of all children in the world would love to have even a small piece of for themselves. You live in an amazing home, have servants to cater to your every need, have great food, every luxury any young person could think of having and you abuse all of that. You seem to think you are entitled to anything you want, anytime you want it and think nothing of using, abusing and hurting anyone who dares to stand up to your childish demands. I can't believe my daughter, a girl who was raised correctly in a proper loving home, could allow such evil, yes evil ways in her home. When she finds out what all you have done to your sister, your friends, everyone around you I am hopeful she will wake up and discover the evil she has allowed to grow in her home. I hope your father will step up and become some sort of role model for you - finally. But, since you don't want anything and you are so used to getting exactly what you want, when you want it - that is exactly what you will get young man. I stepped behind him, grabbed the chain between the handcuffs and pulled him to his feet. He yelped in pain as the metal cuffs cut into his wrists. Dan, I said, could you come help me get this young boy situated for the evening please? Absolutely, Dan replied. What, what, where are you taking me, Bart sobbed. Well, I said, I am getting tired and Dan has to get home so he can get some rest, so we are taking you to your room for the night. Mind you, this room may only be for tonight, tomorrow you may have a different address depending on your behavior, attitude and actions. I pulled him up the stairs toward his room with Dan following closely behind. Dan had brought along the supplies we would need to complete the evening. I pushed Bart face down onto his bed. Dan then unlocked one of the handcuffs and quickly rolled Bart over as he secured the open cuff to the metal bed post. Dan held Bart down with a knee in his chest as he grabbed the other arm, slapped the handcuff crisply onto his wrist causing Bart to yelp in pain and Dan pulled his arm to the opposite bedpost, attaching it there. Now, Dan said, everyone in the house will be safe from this evil little shit. Please, Bart whined, please take the handcuffs off me, I will behave, I promise I will behave. He was still crying and his eyes were now pleading. Sorry, I said, trust is earned and your trust bank account is empty. Do you have the catheter Dan, I asked. Here we go, he replied, do you weant the honors or shall I do it for you? Go ahead, I said, I will prepared the other device. Barts eyes were streaming tears and his eyes were fearful, he faced this daunting, fearful uncertainty for possibly the first time in his young life. What, what are you gonna do to me, he asked. Well, Dan said, we can't having you peeing all over the bed so this catheter is going into your little cock so this bag can catch any pee you might need to lose. We don't want to get your bedsheets all wet now do we? Barts eyes went wide as Dan began working the catheter into his penis, an invasion he had no idea even existed. His penis feeling the burning pain of the cathether tip liding into his body. He whined and moaned as the process was completed. Dan got his task done quickly and grabbed Barts ankles, pulling them to his head, exposing his tight, pink rosebud for my part of this job, Now, I said, let's make sure this little turd doesn't shit the bed! Dan laughed as the medium butt plug I had selected and lubed up came into Barts view. No, no, he cried, please no, I won't crap in the bed I promise. Well young man, I continued, that's a promise you can't really make since you have no idea just how long you will be in this bed, almost totally restrained. I looked in the mirror on his dresser and saw Kelli, her eyes wide open, taking in the scene in front of her. This butt plug, I said, is a little bigger than your fingers, but I think you will get a good idea of how it felt when you forced your sister to allow you to finger her pussy. You have already learned how she felt having to suck your cock and the cocks of your friend while she was naked, so this will give you some awareness of the evil nature of your abuse you forced on your loving sister. I only hope you can process all this information and finally realize what an absolute demon you have been. If not, there may not be any hope for you. As I finished speaking I aimed the tip at his virgin hole and shoved the 5 inch toy into his ass in one swift push. Bart cried out, Please grandfather, please, take it out, take it out, it hurts so bad!! Please, please, please! Quiet down young man, I said, I am pretty sure you don't want to wake your sister up. Think how humiliating this would be if she was here watching you learn these lessons. You don't want anything you said, but I am pretty sure you don't want her in your room right now, right? I mean maybe it would be fair for her to see you getting your training, watch as you learn to submit to the wants and needs of a stronger person than yourself. He was still moaning, twisting his hips, pushing out with all his might trying to dislodge the toy I held firmly in his tight hole. No sir, he whined, no sir I do not want her to see me like this sir. Please. Oh, I said, she will certainly see you like this when she wakes up and goes to the bathroom in the morning. You will be in this same position when she goes to the toilet. I hope you can begin to understand Bart, you have no control, no way to force your agenda on anyone in this house. You are now and will continue to be totally dependent on the people who live here for everything. Get used to it. Dan released his legs and said, well Bill, I am headed home, let me know when I need to put him in my jail. I know several of the men there would love to continue his training. Dan placed the key to the handcuffs on the night stand, in clear sight but several inches out of Barts reach. We shook hands and he left the room. Kelli was still hidden in the bathroom shadows. She didn't realize I could see her and she had not yet moved a muscle as far as I could tell. Please grandfather, Bart sniffled, please don't let him take me to jail, please. What, I said, you were screaming and yelling less than 2 hours ago about putting me in jail. Now you are asking me to just forget all that bullshit and let you continue to enjoy the freedoms others have paid for so you can be a hateful little shit? Hmm, I am not sure what tomorrow will bring, I will need to sleep on it before making a decision. You get a good nights sleep and maybe tomorrow you will be better prepared to make good decisions. Good night boy, I said as I stood up to leave his room. I glanced into the mirror and Kelli had left the bathroom. I walked to the door, turned to view my first grandchild, naked, completely secured to his bed, his eyes swollen from crying, filled with shame, his eyes were pleading for me to end his nightmare. His little cock half chubbed, probably a result of the invasion of the butt plug. He would be getting some real surprises before I let him remove that toy. I turned the light off, shut the door and headed to Kelli's door. I opened her door and stepped inside. I closed her bathroom door so Bart couldn't hear anything we might say. I sat on the edge of her bed and said, Kelli sweetheart, I know you are awake. Grandfather, she said as she latched her arms around my neck, I can't believe what happened to Bart. Is he okay? Is the policeman going to take him to jail? How long does he have to be locked up like that grandfather? Hush sweetheart, I comforted her, he will be fine. Unfortunately, he has some hard lessons to learn if he is going to make it back to being a nice, respectable young man. Your upbringing hasn't included enough discipline, certainly not enough rules either which has allowed the two of you to stray down the path of entitlement, self indulgence and greed. I hugged her tight, her little titlets pressing into me. Grandfather, she continued, I want to learn to be a better person, to be a nice person, to be a good daughter and granddaughter for you. Will you help me too? You are well on the way sweetheart, I said, you have lived through the bad side when your brother used and abused you and took your most precious gifts. You have a huge advantage over your brother, he doesn't understand that of course, you might not really understand it either. I know it was wrong for him to make me get naked, she said, and for him to make me suck his penis and his 3 friends. I know it was wrong when he made me pose for pictures naked and sometimes while I was touching myself too. My blood pressure started to boil - 3 friends not just 1, and not just naked pictures but he made her masturbate for him as well. Sweetheart, I tried to say calmly, no one has the right to make you do those things, especially your brother and his friends. It isn't your fault at all. It was just so very wrong. Grandfather, she whispered, I want to tell you something else. Something bad. Something, I uh, I mean, I am really embarassed to say this, but I want to be honest. Go ahead sweetheart, I said as I pulled her into a tight hug, you can always tell me anything. I know, she said, I wish we could have visited you more often, Well, see, when Bart first made me get naked I would cry, I was so embarassed. I had never been naked around a boy and my body is so childish - I didn't have any titties at all. I don't have any hairs down there either, I mean I look like a baby. Shush darling, I said, you are a gorgeous girl. Aw grandfather, she cooed, you have to say that kind of thing. Anyway, the first few times I was really shy and humiliated almost but after a while I liked that when Bart saw me his penis would get really hard. I was making him horny which made me feel really good, which is naughty of me right? Anyway, when he made me suck in his penis, I kept gagging and scraping him with my teeth and he would smack my head when I forgot to cover my teeth. I was boiling mad again - he is such a selfish shit! So I worked hard to do better and it made me proud when he told me to suck his friends, I mean they had never seen a girl naked and they had never had anyone suck their penises either. Is it wrong that I really like being naked now and doing sex things? Is it really wrong grandfather? I mean my pussy would get all wet when I was naked, when I would touch myself or when Bart touched me. Sweetheart, I started, sex play at your age is a delicate thing. Has your mother ever talked to you about sex, the way your body was changing, the new feelings you were getting? No sir, she said, I asked her about periods and my tittie but she just avoided my questions grandfather. Those words actually made me very disappointed with my daughter. I would address that with her soon. Sweetheart, at your age, I started, you are beginning to feel the new hormones that are rapidly building up and those hormones make you want to relieve your sexual tensions. What is wrong is how your were forced to start. When you enjoy sex play there is not so much wrong since you enjoy it. As I was talking her hand fell to my lap and she stroked my growing bulge. Her nipplets were hard and poking my side through her soft pajamas. Well, I continued, let's get you tucked in, you will have a long day tomorrow. I pushed her down and slid the blanket over her before leaning down and kissing her forehead. Good night sweetheart, I said, I hope you sleep well tonight. Good night grandfather, she cooed. I could hear that she was very clearly disappointed that I was leaving her room. I stepped toward the door,turned off the light and closed her door, my rock hard cock straining against my shorts. I headed downstairs, fixed myself a double before heading to my computer. I wanted to make sure Kelli had settled in before I started on Bart. I checked the camera in Kelli's room and she had turned on the lamp on her nightstand. She had removed her short pajama set and her panties. She was naked and obviously masturbating. I unzipped my pants to join her and as she circled her tiny clit with her finger she was plunging 2 fingers in and out of her hairless slit. Her head was rolled back against her pillows, her fingers working feverously, her chest was heaving as she worked her way to the finish line. She arched her back and came hard, her legs shaking, her nipplets rock hard and her pussy leaking all over the sheets. My cock erupted as I watched her private porn show. As Kelli recovered, got dressed and turned off her lamp, I switched the camera to Barts room. It looked like he was asleep, his breathing was deep and regular. I reached for the remote and switched it on, sending a light buzzing vibration into Barts virgin hole. His head snapped up, eyes wide open as I increased the intensity to the butt plug. His cock rapidly grew to rock hard, he was struggling against the hand cuffs. I turned the vibrations to the medium setting. His little cock was bouncing as the butt plug worked on his immature prostate. Within 45 seconds he blasted 3 ropes of cum all over his tummy. His head was rolling from the right to the left, his hands clutching into fists, shaking and rocking the bed as he came down from his first anal orgasm. I shut the vibrator off once he finished shooting his load, I could see the frustration in his eyes, along with a look of satisfaction. I smiled as I turned off the computer and headed to my bedroom. It had been a pretty good first day, I wonder what tomorrow will bring? End of Part 18 I would love to hear your feedback, email me at OKstoryteller@protonmail.com http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Check out my other stories on Nifty: Bisexual Adult/youth: the computer tutor Bisexual Adult/youth: Please tell me grandpa