1. The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 8


    Date: 5/13/2024, Categories: Fiction Authoritarian, Bondage and restriction Coercion Female Domination, Humiliation Male / Female Teens, Male / Older Female, Water Sports/Pissing, Young Author: East Essex, Source: sexstories.com

    ... looked over Gary’s clothed form. ‘Well, let’s earn our pocket money, eh Rachel?’ She produced from her back pocket two large dress makers scissors. ‘Tighten him up a bit more, we can’t have him wriggling around with these sharp things around can we.’
    
    There were two hand cranks on the wall, one red and one blue and Gary found his arms stretching as Rachel cranked the blue. Deborah’s purpose was fulfilled and Gary was entirely immobilised. ‘Don’t worry Mr. Fowler, we’re not going to hurt you, just give you a lovely bath.’
    
    ‘Eh?’ replied Gary replied, ‘but, me clothes…' he was cut short by Deborah snipping the air with the scissors. They made a grinding ping and rang out intimidatingly into the room.
    
    ‘Rachel, tell him they will come off in a jiffy.’
    
    ‘You will really enjoy this Mr. Fowler, Mummy put them in the fridge so they are nice and cold.’
    
    ‘Oh, god!’ Gary was horrified as Debby laughingly paraded the instrument in front of his eyes.
    
    ‘You have his top half Rachel, I will work up the trouser leg.’
    
    The simultaneous feeling of cold steel against his ankles and arms made him shriek angrily. ‘Jesus, fuck!’
    
    ‘Hee! Hee!’ Deborah said excitedly, ‘He likes it!’
    
    The scissors made short work of Gary’s tight jeans and shirt, Rachel’s long snips through his shirt reduced it to tatters that Deborah snatched and ripped away. Rather impressive isn’t he. Good breeding stock from the common clay, as Daddy says.’
    
    ‘I know, ' replied Rachel, ‘I like thinking about ...
    ... him when I…fiddle faddle.’
    
    ‘I wish you would think about more agreeable people Rachel, rather than yobbos like this. Now, what are we going to do here?’ Deborah’s cut work had reached Gary’s crotch and the complicated arrangement of gussets and seams caused pause for thought.
    
    ‘Shall I move them out of the way Debby.’
    
    ‘I’m sure the rascal will get an erection if we do.’
    
    ‘Oh, I don’t mind, we just have to leave him for a few minutes if he does that, that’s what Mummy says.’
    
    ‘Ok, I will make an opening at the top here,' Deborah pushed the scissors deep into the waist of Gary’s jeans so that the hemline was being cut by the very apex of the blades. They were razor sharp and the material parted like thin ham. ‘There Rachel, get your hand in.’
    
    The younger of the two girls rested her breasts on Gary’s arms as her right hand slid into his trousers and inside his underpants. He felt his vulnerable cock and balls covered and protected from Debbie and her wandering shears, then felt the threads he wore loosening as the chill steel pressed into his skin, after which, he heard the sound of cloth falling onto the floor. Two more short cuts and his underwear followed. He was now naked and vulnerable.
    
    ‘Nice cock!’ Deborah announced.
    
    ‘I know, see, I wasn’t lying.’
    
    ‘It’s like a big Lincolnshire pork sausage.’
    
    ‘When it gets hard, it is all knobbly. All of the veins stand out and you can feel it inside.’
    
    ‘Mmm, I bet. No wonder Annie liked it so much. But then she ...
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