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From: "Georgie Porgie" <georgieporgie@fastmail.fm>
Subject: {ASSM} Fairies 05: Tina in Trouble {Georgie Porgie} (b+/g pedo nc humil exhib)
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      This and other stories by Georgie Porgie can be found at:
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"If the First Amendment means anything, it means that a state has no
business telling a man, sitting alone in his own house, what books he
may read or what films he may watch."  -- Justice Thurgood Marshall

Never let anyone try to tell you that you're not allowed to READ A STORY
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And never let anyone try to tell you that you're not allowed to READ A
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matter if that's your country or your home) have decided THEY don't like
to read what YOU like to read.  But if they've 'banned' this story, then
keep quiet about it reading it.

The author does not condone abuse of any person, by any other person,
regardless of the ages, genders, heritage, or political or biological
relationships between any of the persons involved.  Abuse includes any
activity done without the willing participation of everyone directly
involved, unless done to prevent other abuse under this definition.
But it also includes using force or threats to interfere in, disrupt,
or prevent the activities of others NOT committing abuse under this
definition, by others who are NOT directly involved.  Any person guilty
of abuse under this definition should be arrested to prevent such abuse.

"There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book.  Books
are well written or badly written.  That is all."  -- Oscar Wilde

Fantasies are fantasies, and are not real life.  This story is a FANTASY
and if it involves abuse of anyone by anyone else, then nobody should
act that way in real life, nor tolerate anyone else acting that way in
real life.  But neither should anyone object, in real life, to anyone
else's FANTASIES, let alone try to justify real-life abuse because of
them.  In over 30 years of reading and writing stories like this, the
author has NEVER hurt any real person, nor tolerated anyone else doing
so.  Enjoying FANTASIES like this DOES NOT and NEED NOT not make anyone
a monster in real life, as long as they understand that real people are
not to be treated this way.

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                                Fairies

Caution! Just because you liked the first chapter does not mean you will
like the following chapters, and vice versa.  Take note of the story
codes, and avoid reading chapters that take these girls places you don't
want to follow.

As always, this story is not real, has never happened, and I hope will
never happen, and any resemblance to any real or imaginary person,
character, structure, or place is purely an unintentional coincidence.

                       Chapter 5: Tina in Trouble

The boys catch Tina, make their plans, and begin to carry them out.
She still hopes to get some silver bracelets, but she knows she's
going to get something she won't like, first.

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                                Fairies

                           by Georgie Porgie
                             20 March 2003


                       Chapter 5: Tina in Trouble

     "Bracelets?" Steve asked.  "You mean the ha-" he began, but Bob's
hand on his arm interrupted him.

     "Hold on," Bob warned.  Turning to the girl laying on the ground
between him and his friends, he glowered down at her.  "What bracelets
are you talking about?"

     "Like the ones you gave Karen," Tina answered, getting to her feet
awkwardly, modestly keeping her hands in front of her titties.  She knew
she couldn't hide her panties from the boys, especially since all she
had on was her panties, and they had her surrounded, so she didn't try.
Only the very end of her long black braid hid any part of the thin lacy
waistband.

     "How do you know what we gave Karen?" Jeremy asked, admiring the
view from behind her.  He grinned at the other boys.  They all grinned
too, enjoying the sight of the little girl's light yellow panties with
the little bright yellow flowers.  They enjoyed even more her pale bare
legs and bare chest, the excitingly slender body of a little girl who
loves to run, climb, and play.

     "I saw them," Tina said.  "When I was up," she pointed up into the
tree, past her yellow sundress dangling from the lowest branch.  When
she realized what she had admitted, she covered her mouth.  She stood
silent.

     Jeremy growled.  "So, you were spying on us, too?  Trespassing on
my property wasn't enough?  And now you expect us to do something nice
for you, and give you something?"  Far more than her nudity, the boys
enjoyed her embarassment and trembling, her abashed look of shame, the
trace of fear on her face.

     "You stay right there while we decide what to do.  Maybe you'll get
some bracelets," Bob told her, leading the rest of the boys away into a
huddle.

     "Can I have my dress back?" she asked, meekly pointing to the tree,
and the clothing she'd lost in her fall.  Any of the boys could reach it
easily, but she would have to climb back up into the tree to get it.

     "No.  Now shut up and wait," Ken scolded.  He turned to Bob and
whispered, "We need a plan, and we need it now!"

     "We can't take Tina in and let her see Karen," Jeremy noted.  "We
don't have any way to keep her from telling, like we do with Karen."

     "It's worse than that.  She saw the handcuffs, so she must already
know Karen is naked, too.  Even if we don't do anything to Tina, she can
still tell someone about Karen!"  Nervous grunts from Jeremy and Steve
gave emphasis to Ken's warning.

     "Do we even have any more handcuffs to 'give' her?" Bob asked.

     "I have one more pair at home," Ken said, "and some more ropes if
we need them," he grinned.  "But I don't have a very good place to put
her.  My parents are home and they'd hear her even if she was gagged."

     "We can use my back yard, as long as she's gagged," Bob offered,
"Dad's watching the 'big game' and won't leave the tv for hours," he
explained, "and Mom's off to some stupid social thing and won't be back
until dark."

     "Sounds like fun," Steve smirked, "but what about her telling?"

     "Yea, that's the problem, not where to take her," Jeremy agreed.

     "Maybe we can make it so she won't think there's anything to tell,
so it all seems like her idea.  After all, she wants silver bracelets,
how about if we make her earn them?  That will mean she has to do what
we say, and keep it a secret.  We can even keep her from talking to
Karen about it, if we work it right."  Bob straightened up.  "Let's get
going.  I'll figure out the rest of the details later."

     "Wait!" Ken pulled Bob back, before he left the huddle.  "What do
we do with Karen in the meantime?"

     Jeremey laughed quietly.  "She isn't going anywhere!  Let her stew
awhile, wondering what we're going to do to her.  That will only make it
that much worse, and that much more fun, when we finally do it!"  Bob
and Ken broke out laughing.

     Steve grinned, but complained, "You guys are killing me with all
the suspense, too, you know."

     Tina obediently waited as the four older boys finished plotting.
She resisted the temptation to run away.  She didn't want to run home in
just her panties, and they might get mad at her if she climbed up in the
tree again to get her sundress.  But most of all, she wanted some silver
bracelets like Karen, and she knew the boys would never give her any if
she just ran away.  When the boys returned to her, surrounding her once
more, she moved a hand to cover her belly button while covering both of
her tiny nipples with the other.

     "We've decided you can have some silver bracelets," Bob told her.

     Tina brightened and cheered, "Goodie!"

     "But you have to earn them.  Something that expensive doesn't come
cheap," he added.  "What's more, before we'll even let you start earning
them, you have to be punished for spying on us."

     Tina's bright smile melted away.

     "And for trespassing," Jeremy growled.

     Tina faced him, fearful.  "I'm sorry," she pleaded.

     Bob pulled her bare shoulder to turn her back toward him.  "But
after the punishments, you can earn your bracelets," he reminded her,
softening the threat in her eyes.

     Tina smiled again.  "Okay."  All four boys smiled too, for other
reasons.  "Can you get my dress back for me now?" she pleaded.

     "No.  That will be your punishment for trespassing.  You don't get
your dress back, ever.  So don't ask."  Bob crossed his arms.

     "But-" Tina protested.

     "We can make the punishment worse than that," Ken warned.

     "An awful lot worse, if you get us mad enough," Jeremy promised.

     Tina gulped.  She gazed around at the four big boys surrounding
her.  Suddenly she realized how strong they all were, compared to a
little girl like her.  She decided she had better accept whatever
punishment they wanted to give her, instead of arguing and making it
worse.

     "Now, as for the rest of it, you were spying on all of us, so we
all get to give you a punishment for that.  And you were spying on Karen
too, but she's busy-" Bob paused until the snickers died down, "so we'll
have to give you a punishment from her, too."

     "What are you going to do?" Tina murmured.

     "Each of us gets to decide for himself what to do," Bob declared,
"and one of us will go ask Karen what punishment she wants you to get.
I'm going to spank you.  What do the rest of you guys want to do?"

     "Ohh," Tina began to protest, then remembered they could make it a
lot worse if they got mad.

     "I want her panties as punishment," Steve said.

     "Ohh!" Tina whined.

     "I'm not sure yet," Ken said.  "Probably a spanking too."

     "Ohhhh!"

     "I already get to keep her dress as punishment for her trespassing,
but for spying, I think she should have to walk down the block and back
without it," Jeremy decided.

     "Nooo!" Tina wailed.

     "Who goes first?" Steve asked.

     "You can go first," Bob offered.  "You get her panties!"

     Tina immediately realized what that would mean, and wailed "Ohhh,
nooo!"  But it took her a couple more seconds to realize what it would
mean in regard to her walking down the block and back.  "No, please!!
No, no, please no," she begged.

     "We can always make it worse!" Bob snickered.  "And if we have to
do that, you'll never get any silver bracelets, either."

     Steve didn't wait for the frightened girl to submit.  He wrapped
his arms around her from behind and slid one hand down to her panties.
Holding the sexy struggling sprite in one strong arm, he pushed the soft
yellow cotton down one leg, dragging the rest along.  "Shut up and stop
fighting, or we'll make it a lot worse," he ordered her.

     Tina held still, eyes pleading to each of the three leering boys
in turn as Steve knelt and shoved her panties to her ankles.  Nobody
made a move to save her.  She could barely keep a hand close enough to
cover her pussy, and his other arm kept her chest completely bare, so
all three of them saw her tiny pink nipples.  Tina blushed in shame, but
didn't resist any further.

     Steve lifted her up, off her panties, leaving her naked.  Snatching
up her panties, he stepped back to see the result: one frightened bare
little girl, outside, holding her pussy and her titties and trembling.

     Bob spoke.  "Okay, I'll go ask Karen what punishent she wants us to
give you, then we'll do Jeremy's punishment next, walking down the block
and back.  Don't anyone even think of leaving without me."  He dashed
off, through the gate, out of sight.  He counted to ninety just inside
the gate, and returned, running, pretending to pant.

     "What did she say?" Jeremy winked, getting a wink in return.

     "Karen is awfully mad at you, Tina, for spying on her.  I don't
think she wants to be your friend anymore.  And I'll bet after we do
what she told me she wants, you won't want to be her friend, either!"

     "I'm mad at her already, for going off in the middle of our game,
but what did she say?" Tina demanded.

     "Oh, you'll find out," Bob teased her, "but right now, it's time to
take a little walk, isn't it?"

     "Yea, let's get moving!" Jeremy prodded Tina, shoving her around
until she faced the long driveway leading to the street.  Two more boys
joined him beside her, poking and pushing her until she stepped forward.

     Tina stepped, and stepped, and stepped again, nearing the driveway.
Her bare foot touched the same cold asphalt she'd passed over without a
thought not long before.  It felt much colder to her then.  She shivered
and huddled her arm closer around her.  Rude prodding pushed her toward
the street.  She kept her titties hidden, and her pussy, unable to keep
her bare bottom hidden from the boys behind her.  The day before, she'd
run across Karen's front lawn, knowing there were three boys seeing her
naked from across the street, but she controlled what they saw and how
long.  She'd done it again, even letting them all see her pussy from a
distance for a second.  But now she walked down a driveway, boys on all
sides of her, close enough to shove her, and poke her.  She felt ashamed
and helpless.

     They reached the end of the driveway.  The sidewalk lay before her,
a pathway in either direction, unmindful and uncaring of her or the boys
or their actions.  "Get going, Tina, all the way down to the end of the
block," Jeremy ordered.

     "But," Tina pleaded, "but I'm naaaaked!"

     "You spied on us.  You want us to do something else, something even
worse, as punishment for that?  Move it!"

     "Yea, move it!" Ken insisted.

     "Move, now!!" Jeremy thundered, thrusting her out onto the street
with a forceful hand on each shoulder.

     Tina stumbled and fell, caught herself on her hands, and lay there
on the grass beside the street, very ashamed and very frightened.

     "Hey, come on, when the punishment's over, you can get those silver
bracelets you wanted, right?" Bob reminded her again.  He reached out a
hand and helped her to her feet.  He looked over his shoulder and gave a
sly wink to his three friends, watching the naked little girl's backside
as she rose to stand again.

     When she straightened, she had only a second to get her balance
before the boys began pushing her.  She stepped.  She stepped again. 
She began walking down the street, naked in plain view, broad daylight,
submissive to four big boys.  To her relief, she saw nobody else on the
street.

     The boys had no need to urge her to hurry, she hurried.  "I said
walk, not run!" Jeremy mentioned, but he didn't slow her down.  They
kept up with her easily.

     "Wait here," Ken said, when they reached his house.  "I'll go get
the bracelets," he laughed.  "The, I mean the, the ones you get," he
chuckled, hurrying away up to his front door.

     The remaining three boys kept Tina mostly hidden from view as they
waited.  Still, Tina crouched down and quavered when a car drove past,
afraid of being seen.  The boys laughed.  As long as she was afraid of
anyone else finding out, they knew she wouldn't tell on them.

     Ken ran back out, carrying a large sack.  "The bracelets," he said,
almost laughing again.  "And a few other things.  Plus, I decided what I
want to do for her punishment," he explained, "and I got what I needed."

     Tina stood and began walking.  A second later she realized the boys
hadn't moved, but stood back watching her walking down the street naked.
She turned and hesitated, not wanting to be around the boys, but wanting
even less to be seen walking naked down the street by herself, with no
apparent reason.  "Eeeek!" she screamed, when she saw Ken's camera.

     "Get moving!" Jeremy ordered.  "We'll be right behind you!"

     All the boys laughed and laughed as they followed the naked girl,
walking along as fast as she could with one hand behind to cover her
bottom, the other to cover her pussy, just like Karen had done on the
first run across her lawn the day before.  Ken shot two rolls of film
before they reached Bob's house at the end of the block.  Luckily, he
had plenty more.

     Tina waited, hiding behind a shrub as the boys caught up to her.

     "My turn now," Bob said.  "A spanking, before you go back down the
block."   He began taking his belt off.  "Do you want it out here where
anyone driving by can see you, or would you rather go to my back yard?"
He pointed along the side of the house.

     Three seconds later, Tina ran past the house and into the back
yard, still trying to cover her bottom.  The four boys followed, Ken
taking pictures, Bob swinging his belt cheerfully, Steve and Jeremy
wearing tandem grins.

     Bob approached a short round white patio table.  He removed the
umbrella from the center, exposing the table to the bright sun.  He
waved Tina over to him.  "Bend over the table," he demanded.  "Put your
arms out wide and hold the far edges," he directed her.

     "What for?" Tina cringed, as she meekly obeyed.  Her slender chest
stretched out across the white expanse.  Her hip bones and ribcage and
shoulder blades stood out.  Her toes barely reached the ground when she
stretched her feet.  The cold metal surface chilled her bare chest and
belly.  She shivered, despite the warmth on her pale back and legs.  The
sunlight brought out a glow in her tender bottom cheeks, stretched taut
as she lay across the edge of the table.  "What is this for?" she asked
again.

     "You get the spanking first, then what Karen wanted us to do to you
as your punishment from her, then you get your ha- uh, silver bracelets,
then you go back down the block and your punishment will be over."

     "I get the bracelets before it's over?" she asked, hopefully.
Tina wanted those pretty silver bracelets more than anything.

     "You'll definitely get more punishment after you get the bracelets.
Is that what you meant?" Bob laughed, raising his belt.

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