The Neighborhood Girls

-FIVE-

After he had cum, Larry just sagged on his knees. His rapid breathing was just beginning to slow as Priscilla came over and released the ankle ropes. Inexplicably, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed herself as she glanced over at Larry's spent form. "He looks so beaten," she said to herself. She flushed a bit as she thought about the power she felt over him as he humiliated himself. Looking over at Natalie, she was rewarded with a wink from her friend. Then looking over at Larry, she said "Now remember, Larry. No further release unless Natalie or I say you may."

Larry couldn't bring himself to look at the girls. He stayed where he was, head down, and just nodded in response to Priscilla's words. His mind was in turmoil as the flush of orgasm faded. He felt ashamed of his actions and responses. The last time, with just Natalie, he was able to salvage some pride by freeing himself and show off a bit of his prowess while doing it. To make things worse, he had a crush on Priscilla and had been working up his nerve to ask her out. Now, after today, she would never see him as a possible date or boyfriend.

Natalie sensed the sudden awkwardness. She may have been the youngest there but she had a pretty good idea how things stood. She and Priscilla had often talked about the possibility of dating their neighbors. She knew that Priscilla had been hoping that Larry would take an interest in her. Natalie suddenly felt a pang of guilt as she feared that the games with Larry may have changed the nature of any possible relationship that might develop.

"It's getting late," Natalie said as she looked at her watch. The words sounded loud as they cut through the awkward silence.

"Yeah," we should be going responded Priscilla. "I'll go back with you." Then turning to Larry, "We'll see you soon, Larry. Don't forget to take the ropes with you. We will be needing them again." She watched him nod to her words. His eyes still unable to meet hers. She wanted to ask if he was okay, but didn't want to appear weak. She liked the feeling that she felt when she and Natalie were tormenting him. She struggled to sort out her own emotions as she turned to join Natalie to go home.

As the girls walked, they were initially quiet for a few minutes. Then they started to recap what they had done to Larry.

"You should have seen his face when you hit him the first time, Cilla, " Natalie said with a giggle. "I don't think he expected it to hurt so much."

Priscilla laughed. "Oh yeah. But then he finally begged for another swat. Can you believe that? He was begging like a puppy... and I know he didn't really want it. I guess it's true that a guy will do anything for a chance to cum."

Natalie was grinning as she visualized Larry in his puppy pose... begging for mercy then begging for relief. "I've always wanted to get the boys on this block to respect me and not think of me as a kid." Then laughing she continued, "I guess I don't have to yearn for that now, at least with Larry."

Priscilla started laughing too as she reflected on the events of just a few minutes ago. "No, I think not."

Sobering slightly, Natalie looked over at her friend. "I know you kinda like Larry. I hope this doesn't ruin things between you two."

Shaking her head, Priscilla looked over at Natalie. "No, I don't think it will hurt. I love the feeling of having such control over him. If I could pull it off, I think I would put a leash on him and have him at my feet forever."

"I don't think I'll be so lucky with your brother," Natalie said without thinking. She turned red as the words left her. She had hinted about liking Dan before, but never expressed it out loud before.

Priscilla looked over at her. "I can't imagine Dan ever doing what Larry did. But I do know that he likes you. He tries to hide it, but I can tell. And he's noticed that you're developing a figure."

Natalie perked up. "Really?" She exclaimed as she unconsciously walked taller, thrusting her chest forward. "I'd love to go out with him. It's just that I've always been just the pesky little neighborhood sister for so long, I didn't think he'd ever notice me."

By this time the girls arrived at Priscilla's house. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow, Natalie," said Priscilla as she turned up the walkway. "I can't wait to see what else we can get Larry to do." She flushed a bit as she thought how he looked when they had left him and her mind already was formulating some ideas for their next encounter.

"Okay," responded Natalie. She tried to look into Priscilla's house to see if she could get a glimpse of Dan... and to see if Dan was looking out watching her. Failing to see him, she turned and went to her house next door.

Meanwhile, Larry was contemplating what had happened to him. His mind was whirling now that it was free of being obsessed with cumming. "At least I'm not spending an hour untangling jammed knots," he thought to himself. He took a perverse pride that his ropes worked perfectly, even if it was at his own detriment.

He had felt embarrassed as he heard the girls laughter was they went on their way toward home then felt depression set in as he packed up the items and headed home. He just knew he had blown any chance of ever getting a date with Priscilla. Now she would never go out with him. "I can't believe I did that," he kept mumbling to himself as he trudged home... every step causing him to feel the results of the swats he had just received.

When he got home, he threw himself onto his bed on his stomach, his face buried into his pillow. He didn't move as his buns were very sensitive to any movement. When he had to go to dinner, his parents noticed that he was quiet. "I've got a test that I'm sweating tomorrow is all," was the explanation he offered when they asked him about it. When he left the dinner table he returned to his room, still depressed.

He couldn't get the image of what he must have looked like to Priscilla out of his mind. "Geeze, she's never going to date me now. She's so pretty and popular, she always has guys asking her out." He knew that she could go out with any jock in High School despite being just a freshman. He tried to think of ways to explain away his submission that afternoon. There should be something he could say that would set things right. He fell asleep on top of his bed, his face buried in his pillow, his mind still whirling as he tried to accept they way things had gone.