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                        GROWING UP - CAUGHT AND CONQUERED
                                    By Stoney

    There was one foxy girl that moved into town, she was about 15 like myself
at the time and I immediately fell for her.  We seemed to hit it off together
and became friends at home and at school.  I would drop occasional hints about
this exclusive club that I belonged to and after a few months time she got
really curious about the club.  So I finally told her that it was a de-pants
club and that most of the kids in the neighborhood belonged to it.  She
appeared shocked at the thought of it so I didn't broach the subject again.

    Then one day she shocked me and told me that she would like to attend one
of our meetings to see what went on there and I told her that in order to do
that she would have to join the club.  She said that she would think about it
and the subject was dropped.

    She appeared to be a very proper girl and I figured that she would never
join the de-pants club.  I never even saw her knees in all the time that I
knew her.  She usually wore a mid-calf length dress or skirt and occasionally
would wear a dressy pair of pants.  I had hoped that she would get careless
while wearing the dresses or skirts and flash some leg when she was crossing
her knees or something but it just didn't happen.  So I resigned myself to the
fact that she was a very proper girl and to look elsewhere for my thrills.

     Of course at our age our bodies weren't fully developed but even with the
type of clothing that she wore it was easy to see that her breasts were
developing nicely.  Not extremely large but large enough to outshine most of
the other girls in the area. She had a lot of the boys wanting her but she was
just not making herself available to any of them.

     I really got the shock of my life when she asked me to sponsor her into
the club.  I asked increduiously "Are you sure?" to which she responded "Yes,
I am  sure this time."  I felt like I should explain the whole procedure to
her but decided not to. I had wanted to see more of this girls body for a long
time and I didn't want to scare here off this time.  I informed the proper
people in the club that there was to be a new member the next meeting. They,
in turn, spread the word to the members of the upcoming initiation.  The
meetings had been getting smaller and smaller as people were losing interest.

    Everything was set up and she agreed to come to the meeting place.  The
meetings were held in one of the members garages.  It was the same person
responsible for keeping the album of prior members.  So I showed her where the
meeting was to be held and that it would be on Saturday at 3 in the afternoon
and could she make it there at that time.  She stated that she could, and
would be there.  My heart was pounding in my chest and visions of her bare
bottom were dancing in my mind.  This was only Tuesday so there were still 4
days for me to wait.  It was going to be a long week.

    Then my world came apart, on Wednesday I told my mother that I had
completed all my homework so that I may go out and be with the kids on the
block.  Well it was not exactly true and I got caught.  Seems one of the other
kids called up looking for help on a particular subject later that evening and
I told them I hadn't done it yet.  My mother overheard me and questioned me
about it after I got off the phone.  Well to make a longer story short - I got
grounded.  GROUNDED, what a bad time for this to happen.  She grounded me for
a week.  That meant that I would not be able to attend the meeting of the club
this weekend.

    I tried to get the initiation delayed, but some of the members were also
waiting a long time for her to join and would not allow a delay.  While I
suffered through my punishment for lying to my mother the days passed slowly
and finally it was Saturday and I tried to talk my mother into lifting the
restriction for just a few hours.  No soap.  3 P.M. came and then went and I
wondered if she had showed up.  I was hoping that she may have backed out at
the last moment.  Of course that means the sponsor, which was me, would have
to take her place.  At this point I didn't care if they yanked my pants again.
It had happened only once before that an inductee didn't show up and the
sponsor was stripped and they wouldn't give him his clothes back for an hour.
A whole hour stark naked, in front of most of the neighborhood kids.

    I didn't know if she backed out or if I missed the initiation and she was
there.  Either way I was really upset with myself for getting grounded. Monday
came and I went to school as usual and kept my eyes open for her.  I wanted to
know what happened but didn't really want to ask any of the other kids.  When
I finally saw her she avoided me and we both had to get to the next class. It
was the end of the day before I finally caught up with her. Of course I had to
rush to get home so I didn't get in any deeper with my mother. She glared at
me and told me she was mad at me. I told her I was sorry but that I wanted to
know what happened and that I didn't want to talk to the other kids about it.

    She said that she was originally not going to go up but found out from
someone that it would go hard on me if she didn't show. "So, I went." she
said.  "You didn't tell me that they took off both pairs of pants, I wasn't
expecting that.  And the picture they took....  You failed to mention that
too."  I told her that I was really sorry and that I guess I was being selfish
because I hadn't so much as seen her knees and she was such a good looking
girl that I took the chance of her being mad rather than her not wanting to
join the club.

    She told me that she decided not to be in the club, and that she retired
the same day and collected her picture so that future members would not get a
chance to see it.  It was then that I remembered the pictures and blushed. She
noted my reaction and I guess she read my mind.  "Yes", she said "I did look
through the book and took particular note of your picture". Then she looked at
me and smiled.  I didn't know how to read the smile and didn't want to push
the issue.  I told her that I had to run or I would be in trouble again.  She
asked as I was leaving when I would be done with my punishment.  I told her
Wednesday over my shoulder as I departed and hurried home.

    I had plenty of time to think about what she had said over the next few
hours.  And I found myself excited by the fact that she saw my picture but
defeated as well because I didn't get to see here initiation.  I still hadn't
even seen her knees.  She always dressed and acted so properly.  I had a hard
time imagining her reaction to the initiation.

    The evening passed slowly and I was actually looking forward to seeing her
in school again.  I wanted to know more about what happened and her feelings.
She was a good friend I thought and I really didn't want to lose that.  Well
we caught up with each other early in the day. During the conversation I was
looking for a polite way of broaching the subject and talking about what
happened.  She mentioned that she destroyed the picture they took, what
brought the subject up I don't really remember but I was glad for the
opportunity to talk about it again.  I told her it was not fair, she got to
see my picture but I didn't get to see her OR her picture.

    She said I didn't cause you to be grounded you know.  I had to agree with
her.  She was totally right it was all my own fault.  I said to her, "Yes, you
are right, it was my own fault, I am to blame and it is my own dumb fault that
I missed seeing your bottom."  She responded to me, "Well what do you expect,
a private showing?"  My heart leaped, I really didn't have the nerve to even
think about asking her for such a thing, but, since she brought it up.  I
stammered, "Well, I don't expect anything, and I would really not ask for a
private showing, but on the other hand it sure would be nice."  Now you talk
about going out on a limb.  I was really afraid that I blew it with her.  I
blushed, she looked at me then and said, "perhaps I will just do that, let me
think about it and I'll let you know."  We finished our conversation quickly
as the next bell went off and we rushed off to our respective classes.

     I found it hard to concentrate in my math class thinking about what she
had just said.  Well the day finally ended and I rushed to try to catch her
before she left.  I missed her and then had to rush home.  I did my homework
and tried my best to stay out of trouble.  I was not looking to get restricted
again for quite some time.  I guess parents do know a few things about getting
cooperation from their kids.  At least they use to back then.

     The next morning found me at school again and when I saw her she said
that she really was only kidding about a private showing the other day but she
got to thinking about it later that night. The she asked me if she did decide
to give me a show, what would I do for her?  I didn't think about it very
long, I told her "anything".  She said that she would give it some more
thought, the conversation turned to school matters and soon it was time to
rush off to class again.

     The day dragged on as days at school seem to.  Finally  after many hours
of arduous learning and test taking another day came grinding to an end. There
was homework but not to much and I was glad of that.  That would let me get
the homework done and get out of the house earlier.  I went home and got
finished as quickly as possible and asked to go out.  I was told that this was
still a day of grounding, but it was the last day, tomorrow I was off
restriction.

     The next day at school was the usual, classes and study and the like.  I
ran into my friend in the hall in the afternoon between classes.  Said that
she had some catching up to do and couldn't get free this morning.  Then she
leaned close to me and whispered in my ear.  "I have decided, on one
condition, to give you a private show."  My heard leaped and pounded in my
chest, my cock began to rise in my pants.  "What is the condition?" I asked.
She responded softly, "I call the shots, it is done my way or not at all."
"Fair enough." I quickly responded, "When and Where?"  She told me to meet her
at her place on Saturday at 3 P.M.   "Seems like a good time", she giggled.
"And don't get restricted this time." she warned.

     Thursday and Friday took their good sweet time in passing my mind was
fantasizing of what was to come.  I imagined that she would take off her pants
and then make me take off mine and we would get a good look at each other.
Then I didn't know where we would go from there but it was a good start
anyway.  My thoughts bounced from one thing to another and I decided that I
would put on some good clothes to be ready for whatever came about.

     Saturday morning came and I woke up early, I was in a state of excitement
about the events to come that afternoon.  I helped my mother in the morning
and then went and took a bath.  Looked through my clean underwear to find the
best looking ones that I could find, and put them on.  Slipped into pants
instead of dungarees and a plaid shirt.  Socks and my penny loafers.  I had
dimes in my penny loafers, I thought it looked better the glint of the silver
coin.

    I grabbed up some school books for show and told my mother that I was
going over to a friends house.  My mother told me to be home by 6 for supper.
Okay, I said, as I left the house, trying not to run.  I headed directly for
her house and got in the area a little ahead of time, so I delayed a little
getting to her place.  I wanted to be there on time but not to early.  Her
house was about 6 blocks from mine so I left plenty of time because I hadn't
wanted to be late either.

     I went to her house so as to arrive at the door right about 3 O'clock.  I
rang the bell and waited.  In a short time she came to the door, she smiled
and said "Wait just a minute I have to get my key."  She slipped back in the
house. As I waited I wondered what key she was talking about.  If it was the
house key where were we going to go.  Many things rushing through my mind and
she returned to the door and slipped out with me.  "Where are we going?" I
asked.  She told me we are going to "My Place".  I followed her into the back
yard of the house and there was a replica of a house or a small type house in
the yard.  I guess it was maybe 8 foot square.  Over the door was a sign that
read "MY PLACE".  "Oh!" I said, "My Place, now I see."

    She unlocked the door and we entered,  the door was full height, and there
were a few small windows.  Some furniture was available.  There were built in
padded benches and drawers.  A ping Pong table was half setup and had a
picture puzzle in the mist of being assembled.  The roof structure was fairly
low and there were open trusses in the ceiling.  There was one light that I
noticed in the ceiling and a hot plate to warm up food I guess. A small
refrigerator, TV and portable radio.  As I looked around my comment was "Nice
place you got here."  She told me her father had built it at the last place
that they lived and had enough forethought to be able to disassemble it in
pieces and bring it along to their new house.

     I asked if she was doing the puzzle, she told me that she was.  I was
nervous, to say the least.  She told me to put my books down somewhere.  I
said that I had brought them to make it look like we were going to study.

    She laughed and said "Yeah we are going to study all right." She pulled
open one of the drawers and withdrew a length of rope. "What's that for?" I
asked.  She simply said "My rules remember." She made a slip knot in the end
of the rope and came to me. "Cross your hands."  I did, she slipped the loop
over my wrists and pulled it taunt, then she passed the rope between my arms
and around the other way, alternating around and between my crossed wrists
several times.  My hands were crossed and bound in front of me.

     "Now stand here," she told me and I did.  She got one of the folding
chairs and set it in front of me.  Then she grabbed the end of the rope
hanging from my wrists and tossed it over the rafter in the ceiling.  She
pulled, and my hands followed up until they were against the rafter.  She
climbed up on the chair and looped the rope around my hands and over the
rafter. then over the rafter on one side and back around hands and rafter, and
over the rafter on the other side.  This wrapping around the rafter by itself
prevented my hands from moving side to side.  My arms were up over my head but
due to the height of the ceiling they were not fully straight.  My elbows were
still slightly bent.

    I took all this in stride because I thought she was going to pull down my
pants while I was being held like had happened to her just last saturday.  I
figured that since there was no one to hold me that this was her way of
getting even for what she went through.

    Now there I was standing there not able to do much of anything but what
she wanted me to.  Her tits were right in front of my face while she had been
affixing the rope on the rafters. I surely enjoyed the view.  She tied off the
rope and stepped down off the chair.  A length of rope hang down from the knot
and when I looked up to see my hands it startled me at first.  Thought it
would hit me in the eye.  Meanwhile she was putting back the chair.

    She was wearing a light blue sundress with billowy short sleeves.  Her
hair was pulled back in a pony tail today, I liked it like that.  She was
wearing white bobby socks and paten leather pumps or flat shoes with very
little heel.  She was a vision of beauty to me.  I was looking her over as I
stood there and trying to figure out if she had on a bra or not.  The sundress
was one of those full dresses and the top was loose enough that it didn't
reveal any hint as to what was below it.  I was hoping that she would remove
the dress for me. I remembered that she was going to be in charge so decided
to go with the flow and see what happened.

     "Now to begin", she said with a smile.  She moved to the built-in bench
directly in front of where I was standing.  Facing me she reached her hands
down to the hem of her dress.  My heart was pounding and my cock was growing
rapidly.  Since I didn't have the use of my hands my cock was getting hung up
in my pants and I wished that she had dropped them so my cock could grow
freely.  I had visions of her pulling up her dress but instead she reached her
hands underneath the hem and started slipping them up.

     She reached with her hands in such a way that only the back of the dress
was being lifted as her hands made their way to her panties.  The dress was
full enough that it didn't give me any view of anything yet as it hung there
in defiance of my desire to grab hold of it and yank it up.  I guess that is
why she had me tied up this way. So I couldn't touch.  She reached her
destination and slowly lowered her panties down her legs.  When she got about
knee height she just let them fall to the floor and allowed the dress to drop
as well.

    She sat on the bench then and slipped first one foot and then the other
out her panties.  I gasped, they were a white gossamer pair of fine underwear.
They had some sort of embroidered design on them but were basically very
sheer.  She held them up for my approval.  They appeared to be very delicate
and I could imagine them being pulled off her last Saturday.  I asked iæ she
wore thoså last week?  She told me, definitely not, and explained that since
she thought that her modesty would be maintained by her panties, that last
week she was wearing dark blue opaque underwear.

    I stood there staring at her holding the delicate panties in front of her¬
my cock was straining at my pants.  It almost hurt since I couldn't move it to
get it into a comfortable position.  I continued to watch as she carefully
folded them twice. Once side to side then the other way.  She set them on the
little table that was along side her.  She crossed her ankles and got a
handful of dress by the knee and slowly lifted the front of her dress.

    Of course I would loved to help her with what she was doing but my present
circumstances prevented that.  So I watched intently.  She lifted a little
higher now and was almost to the knees.  She then uncrossed her ankles and put
her feet flat on the floor.  My cock was straining and aching but the show was
a good one for sure.  By now I had seen more than I had eve seen of her body
before.  The dress eased higher.  She was having fun with this show she was
putting on and she was enjoying it.  Now the dress slipped up to the knees.
She reached a hand and grabbed the hem and flashed her knees.  That is to say
she did a quick movement to uncover her knees then covered them right up again.

     I could see by the expression on her face that she was enjoying this as
much as I was and perhaps even a little more. She pulled the dress a little
higher, her knees were in plain view now.  Having seen them for the first
time, I thought they were really beautiful® Of course they were not the final
objective now were they.  Her knees parted slightly as her dress continued its
slow journey up her legs.  More and more leg came into view and I was so hot,
I thought I would explode and blow this little house up with alì the pent up
emotions that I was feeling.  About half way between the knees and heaven now
and lots of new skin for me to view.  I thought to myself, this is much better
than the initiation and now I am glad that I missed it.

    Her knees slipped apart somå more and the dress slipped up a little more.
She slid herself to the front of the bench so she could stretch her legs out
straight and since I couldn't bend over this in effect placed more material
between my eyes and her pussy.  That was okay though, I was enjoying it.  the
dress slipped higher and I was just about able to see the very base of her
pussy when she closed her legs together.  She slipped the dress up until I
could see a fine tuff of pubic hair but with her legs in that position, I
couldn't see her pussy.  The dress slipped a little higher.  I could see the
skin above the pubic hair.  She relaxed her legs and the knees were starting
to part.

    Just then we heard a key in the door.  She quickly opened her legs, and I
got a glimpse of her pussy, just as I turned mù heaä towarä the door.  When I
looked back at her she had jumped up off thå bench.  Of course her dress fell
into place and covered her up. She grabbed the panties and stuffed them in a
pocket in the dress.  I hadn't even noticed there were pockets, but the
gossamer panties disappeared from sight.  There she was standing and there I
was standing with my hands bound to the rafter as the door opened.

     An older boy entered the littlå house.  He looked at her anä theî at me.
I was blushing and still sporting a tremendous hard on.  He looked back to her
and told her her work wasn't done.  When she inquired what he meant, he told
her the dishes weren't done and her bed wasn't made.  She said she would get
them later.  He told her "NOW!"  She looked over at me and he told her he
would take care of me.  She shrugged and gave me a final look that seemed to
say "sorry".  Then she was gone and I was alone with this guy.

     He said to me "What were you doing to my sister?".  Well at least that
explained who he was.  "Nothing, we were just fooling around."  I can see that
he said as he glanced down at my now softening cock.  "I guess it is a good
thing I came when I did, he said or who knows what might have happened.  Now I
am going to teach you a lesson."  My mind exploded with fear, and of course my
cock was getting rapidly soft.  Then he and grabbed my belt and unfastened it.
Unfastened the catch on the pants, and unzipped the fly.  Then he just let
them drop to the floor.

     I heard the drawer open and looked over my shoulder to see him retrieve a
ping pong paddle.  Then I felt him apply the paddle to my ass.  Whack, I felt
the warming sensation as the paddle connected with my buttocks.  He set the
paddle down for a minute and came around in front of me.  He bent over and
removed my loafers then he grabbed my pants and pulled.  This caused my feet
to lift off the floor and I was hanging by my hands. The pants came off and
one of my socks went with them.  He considered thió for a moment then pulled
off the other sock.  Behind me again paddle back in his hand, swish and whack
again.  My behind was warming rapidly in response to this attack.

      Standing behind me he grabbed my underpants and dropped them to the
floor and then pulled them off my feet one at a time. He lifted my shirt tail
and swatted my bare ass a few more times. I was squirming around trying to get
the best position for the circumstances.  Once again he set down the paddle.
This time he got a 2 x 4 out of the corner.  It had several holes down the
length of it and I had thought it was part of the house that had not been
installed yet.  He pulled a piece of rope out of the drawer and tied a know on
one end.  Then he threaded it through the first hole, and back through the
second hole.  He pulled the knot up against the board and formed a loop in the
rope.

    He then lifted my left foot and placed it through the loop and pulled the
loop tight.  Setting the foot back on the floor now he pushed it out to the
left and taking hold of the other ankle pulled it to the right.  He was
spreading my legs apart. He pulled and pushed until my arms were out straight
and my legs were as wide as he could get them.  Then hå threadeä the rope
through the closest hole and around the other ankle and back through the
board.  Then he wrapped the end of the rope around the board and the right
ankle enough to hold it in place and tied it off.

     My shirt tail was hanging over my ass and I hopped he wouldn't lift it.
He came around in front of me and started to unbutton my shirt.  After all the
buttons were open he pulled mù t-shirt and shirt up to the rafter and ran the
remain piece of rope around them and the rafter.  Now he had me naked, spread
and bound.  I was at his mercy.  He retrieved the paddle and a few well placed
blows gave rise to increasing temperature and pain in my bottom.

     I started to cry now and told him I was sorry and that I wouldn't do it
again.  He reminded me I said that I didn't do anything so how could I not do
it again.  He smacked me a few more times.  He told me that he knew I WOULD do
it again if I had the chance because he knew his sister was a fox.  Then he
said that a person shouldn't do to others what they are not willing to have
done to them.  And he asked if I agreed.  I told him that I agreed.  Anything
to get on his good side.  He put the paddle down now.

     In fact he put the paddle into the drawer.  I was about to breathe a sigh
of relief when I looked over my shoulder and he was unbuckling his belt.  I
knew what a belt on the ass felt like because my father use to use a belt
before he left.  Oh shit I thought to myself, he is going to belt my ass too.
To my surprise he didn't remove the belt he only unbuckled it.  Then he
quickly unfastened and dropped his pants.  He stepped out of them and tossed
them aside.  His cock was hard, he took some Vaseline out of the drawer and it
started to connect what he said before.

    He put some on his finger and shoved his finger up my ass. It hurt as he
worked it in and out of my asshole loosening me up. Then he got more grease
and pressed it into my asshole and spread some on his cock.  despite my
discomfort and fears my own cock was getting hard again.  I felt the head of
his cock pressing against my asshole and his hands grabbed my hips and pulled
me to him.  Pain concentrated itself at my asshole as he penetrated my ass.
Then the pain continued on up the anal passage as he worked himself deeper and
deeper within me.  I finally felt his balls come to rest on my ass checks.
Then there was a slow withdrawal and followed by insertion again.

    It seemed like á long time before I became accustom to the intruder in my
ass but it really was fairly rapidly.  Now the stroking in and out was getting
faster and easier.  I was even beginning to like it.  I was now moving my body
as best I could for the restrained conditions to meet his thrusts.  He moved
his hands up to my nipples and pinched them slightly and fondled them.  I had
no idea at the time that a man's nipples were sensitive too.  I sure found out
that day.  He stroked and stroked, in and out, then faster and faster.  Then
he slammed into me and held his body close to mine.  His hands had grabbed the
waist again and he was holding må harä againsô him.  It seemed like his cock
just grew another 2 inches and he hit new territory.  Then I felt the warmth
of his sperm as he pumped it deeply into my ass.  The twitching of his cock
was by itself a new and strangely exciting feeling.

      Sated now he slowly allowed his cock to slip out of my ass. He picked up
my underpants and wiped off his cock as he withdrew it.  Then he pumped his
remaining cock juices out onto the underpants.  Hå got dressed then as I hung
there wondering what was next.  He looked at my cock and it was still hard as
a rock. He said that he was sorry but that would have to wait for some other
time.  He took his finger and flicked the head of my cock, I felt the pain as
he hit it.  My cock deflated and softened rapidly.

    He reached up and undid the rope holding my shirts and they fell down on
my head.  Then he undid the rope enough to loosen my hands from the rafter.
Gratefully my arms fell in front of me. He looked at his watch and said he had
to run.  Then he left me there all alone.  I used my teeth to finish untying
my hands and then was able to untie the leg restraint with my hands.  Once
free I looked at my wrists and decided I had to wait until the rope marks
subsided before I could go home.  There was just about enough time for that to
happen.  I was still horny, I grabbed my cock and beat it hard.  I felt my
juices boil up inside oæ me, I grabbed my underpants and deposited mù cuí iî
them with her brothers remains.  Then I picked up the ropes and tossed them
back in the drawer and got dressed. I didn't bother putting my underpants back
on.

     I looked around and put the little house back in the order that I found
it and left quietly.  On the way home I found a trash can and deposited my
underpants in it. When I got home I grabbed a pair of underpants out of my
drawer and put them in my pocket.  I went into the bathroom and took a shit
and then slipped on the underpants.  This was so I would have the right amount
of underwear in the laundry when my mom checked.  I would have to wait until
Monday now to talk to her again.  It would be a long weekend.  I began to
replay the private show in my mind and wondered how it would have ended if her
brother hadn't shown up.