"Please Anna, I'll be good. I'll be a good slave. Please don't hurt me again."

"Get up slave! On your feet. This isn't a game anymore little boy. You're my slave and you will do as I say or I will have the pleasure of whipping your little hiney. You can start by doing the dishes." Timmie looked terrified. This wasn't what he had expected. He was used to the make-believe slave games he and Brandon played.

He made a quick bow. "Yes, Mistress" he said and began to clear the table.

"When you are finished make some hot tea and bring it to me on the deck. A plate of cookies also. Make none for yourself. A slave eats only when his Mistress tells him to eat."

Fifteen minutes later Timmie walked onto the deck carrying a tray with a cup of tea and a plate of cookies. There was also a cup with sugar one with cream and one with a couple wedges of lemon. Timmie sat them on the table and got to his knees and bowed.

"You didn't say if you wanted sugar or cream or lemon, so I brought them anyway. I hope Mistress is pleased."

I couldn't help but smile at his willingness to please me. This had the makings of a very interesting day.

"Yes, yes, your Mistress is very pleased with her little naked slave boy." Timmie looked up and smiled.

"What does Mistress wish of me now?" I thought a moment then said "I think I'll have you clean my bedroom." Timmie looked puzzled.

"I'm gonna take you home with me." Timmie grinned.

"Cool!" He jumped up and started to run for his room.

"I'll go get dressed and....."

"Oh no you won't naked slave boy! You'll do no such thing! Go get in my car and wait for me."

"But...but....." Timmie protested. I picked up my rideing crop.

"Don't tell me my slave is arguing with one of my orders? Looks like you need to be punished." Timmie froze.

"Bend over the chair and hold on to the seat."

"Anna please, no, don't!" He took a step backwards instinctively holding his hiney.

"I said, bend over the chair and hold on to the seat. Or do I need to double the number of hits you get. Trembling from head to toe Timmie bent over the chair. His eyes filling with tears he held onto the seat and waited. I walked around him, looking at this lovely little creature under my control. I ran the rideing crop between his legs along his ball sack. First one side then the other. Then I teasingly drew it between his butt crack. I reached around and wrapped my hand around his stiff little pee pee and began to rub it. Not enough to make him cream of course, after all I didn't want to reward him, I wanted to punish him. The three marks the crop had left earlier had faded to a dark pink. I ran my finger over them lightly. Timmie winced. I raised my rideing crop and brought it down hard across his exposed end. Harder than before but by no means as hard as I could. I didn't want him to feel the full force just yet. This one did raise a nice little welt thou gh. And it was to my advantage to let him know it could get worse.

He made a yelp of pain and almost let go of the chair. "Don't you dare move slave. I'm not finished yet!!!" Timmie took a gulp of air.

"Anna....I mean Misteress....please. Don't......."

But that was as far as he got. Again the crop cut the air making to Timmie's ears I'm sure a horrible swishing noise. He screamed in pain and peed but managed to stop after a couple seconds. There was now a bright red "X" on Timmie's hiney to remind him he was my slave and I expected him to obey me without question.

"Now, go...get...in...the...car!" Each word made with a threatening swish from the rideing crop. Timmie bowed and obeyed. I was in no real hurry but found him ten minutes later, sitting quietly in the front seat his hands folded on his lap and his head down.

I slid into the drivers seat and buckled up. I checked to see that Timmie was also and stared the engine.

"My Mom and Dad are always traveling. We'll have the house to ourselves. Well, except for my little brother. You'll like him. He's a little younger than you but I take care of him. He knows better than to give me grief." I patted the rideing crop on the dash board.

Timmie looked up. "Anna, what if we break down and have to walk? I'm naked. What am I gonna do?"

I laughed and reached over and held his little ball sack in my hand and squeezed it gently. "Don't worry hun. This car doesn't break down.

This thing cost more than most people use as a down payment on a house. Stop worrying."

I live about twenty minutes away from Timmie. I'm sure it seemed more like twenty hours to this little naked boy sitting next to me.

He almost died when I pulled into the Burger King drive through. "Anna!! they will see..."

"Quiet slave. I'm getting our lunch."

"But Anna......"

"Slave are you arguing with me?" I said tapping his hard little cock with the rideing crop.

"N-n-n-n-o M-m-mistress. I'm s-s-s-orry." "Then sit there with you hands at your sides like a good little naked slave boy."

"But......" He started to protest but did as I told him, sitting quietly with his eyes tightly shut.

"Three number 4's super sized. No salt on the fries." I said to the scratchy voice over the speaker. The voice repeated my order and told me to drive around.

"Hello Anna," greeted the girl at the window. You must be hungry today........" Then she spotted Timmie.

"Ohhhh Anna you got a new toy," she squealed in delight.

"Hes soooo cute." Timmie blushed.

"Hi sweetie I'm Kate."

"I'm Timmie" he said in a choked whisper.

"Awwwww he's shy. Thats adorable."

"When you finish work why don't you come on over and we can play with him" I said with a smile Timmie couldn't see. Kate smiled back.

"I get off at 4:00."

"Here, hold these" I said to Timmie, handing him the bags of food and sodas.

As we drove off I said. "Do you really think I'd be stupid enough to pull into a place like that with you naked if I didn't know who was on duty this morning?! I should punish you just for thinking that!!" I was angrier than I should have been. I guess from Timmie's point of view it was very frightening.

He hung his head and whispered "I'm sorry." I looked over at him and saw tears drip onto his bare legs. I didn't say anything. I'd just let him suffer thinking I was angry.

I pulled the BMW into the garage and waited for the door to close behind us. "Okay slave we're here at last. We'll eat lunch then I'll put you to work. I want my room nice and tidy when Kate comes over."

Timmie followed me into the dinning room. "We'll eat here. I want you to meet my little brother." I went to the bottom of the stairs and called "RANDY!!" There was no response. Timmie had followed and stood in to door way.

"Wait right there." I told him. "RANDY!!!" I shouted walking up the stairs. I told you to be ready when I got back. This is gonna be worth ten licks when I find you!"

"Anna I'm sorry! I was takeing my shower."

"You had loads of time for that. I told you to be ready to serve when I got home."

"Anna no please don't." Randy cried out as my rideing crop came full force across his naked ass. He stumbled and fell and got two more across the back of his legs.

"Get down stairs. I have a guest." He scrambled to his feet and ran. I landed a couple more hits before he made it to the top of the stairs. He tore down the steps two and three at a time and skidded to a halt in front of Timmie. I caught up with him a moment later. "Hold still and tak e your punishment." Randy closed his eyes. Five hard licks across his behind and legs. He flinched with each but didn't cry out until the last one.

I put all my strength into it. He cried out and fell to his knees. Timmie looked on in horror backing away and holding his own backside. "Get up" I ordered to Randy.

"I want you to meet Timmie. He will be your assistant today in your slave duties." Randy slowly got to his feet and extended a hand to Timmie.

"Hi I'm Randy. I'm Anna's brother." Timmie shook hands.

"I'm Timmie. Anna knows my friend Brandon sometimes she comes over with him to do naked stuff together."

"Okay inspection time." At once Randy stood looking straight ahead with his feet spread apart.

"You to Timmie." Timmie looked puzzled for a moment but obeyed.

"Don't either of you slaves move while I inspect you." I walked around both the boys tapping my rideing crop against the palm of my hand. "Hmmm hmmm." I muttered distractedly. I ran the crop between their legs on either side of their little ball sacks. Then down their chest to their tummys.

Timmie shivered. I remembered how ticklish he was and smiled. I walked around behind them and drew the rideing crop slowly between their cracks and taped it across their hineys. In front of them again I taped their pee pees. Timmie flinched. I taped it harder.

"I said don't move." I taped Randy's harder. He didn't budge. He was used to my inspections by now. I repeated the round again. This time when I taped Timmies pee pee he didn't move at all. Though he did shiver a bit when I ran the crop over his ribs. All in all I was very pleased with my little naked slave boys.

I hugged them each in turn and kissed them. Then ordered them to do the same to each other. They obeyed without question.

"Time to put my two slaves to work" I said rubbing my hands together. Randy stood at attention and after a nod from me Timmie did the same. I put Randy to work cleaning the garage and Timmie cleaning my bed room.

I smiled at his sincere efforts to please me. He obviously wanted to avoid punishment. He also obviously was experienced in the use of a vacuum cleaner, even useing the edge tool around my bed and book case and carefully dusting the bookshelves. He really is a good little naked slave boy. I wish I could keep him. I wonder if his dad would sell him to me? (Oh well, I can wish can't I?). When he had finished I was so delighted I hugged his little naked body close to mine and kissed his lips.

"Lay on my bed" I ordered.

"Tummy up." Still eager to please me he obeyed at once. I tied his wrists and ankles spread eagle fashion to the bed posts. I pulled the end from the vacuum and approached the helpless little boy with the open nozzle. Timmie's eyes were wide in horror.

"Anna NO! PLEASE!!" I flicked the switch to on and held it over his pee pee, just close enough for the suction to begin to pull. Timmie struggled, "Anna, don't, please don't. I've been good, please don't" I let the end swallow is little cock. Timmie's whole body went ridged and he screamed.

But then a dazed look crossed his face. He smiled at me and relaxed, and would have laid there unrestrained.

"See?" I said. Its a reward not a punishment. Timmie gave a long sigh.

"It feels great!" I worked him until he creamed.

"Thank you mistress!! That was wonderful." I untied him and helped him to his feet. "Go wash. I need to check on Randy." He hugged me and hurried off to the bathroom.

I was not pleased. Randy had not done nearly as well as Timmie. In fact I found him playing with his game boy. When he saw me he jumped to his feet. "I was only takeing a break."

"Looks more to me like you haven't even started. The floor hasn't even been swept." It was clear he hadn't done much but he still protested.

"This will NOT go unpunished."

"Anna no wait. Not that damn rideing crop again. My ass is still sore from the beating you gave me yesterday."

"Well," I said with an evil grin, "it appears you didn't learn you lesson. So its gonna get a lot sorer today. Now finish up in here. Maybe, just maybe, if I'm pleased I'll knock a couple licks off your beating." Randy bowed, " Yes mistress, thank you mistress. (I've trained him so well).

When I returned, I found Timmie sitting at the kitchen table.

"Anna.....uhh I mean misterss? Can I have something to drink? I'm really thursty."

"Sure hun, milk, soda, kool ade?"

"Milk please....and a couple cookes?" he added hopefully. I poured a glass of milk for Timmie and one for myself and sat a plate of oreos between us. Timmie grinned and took a bite of his cookie and a gulp of milk. As I watched my happy litte naked slave boy eat I was hit on an inspiration.

"Timmie?" I said, "Randy has been a very naughty slave. How would like to help me punish him?" Timmie gulped down a mouth full of cookie and milk.

"Can I?"

"You can if I say so. And I say so. I'd say he deserves about 20 or 30 licks with the rideing crop. Maybe more. I haven't decided how many yet. Do you think you can help me teach Randy a lesson?" Timmie smiled.

"If it pleases you misterss I will do my best." I kissed him on the cheek and playfully tickeled his little ball sack. This was g onna be fun.