Chapter 4

Tom's mind was reeling. She couldn't actually be going to do this to him, could she? She had been just using it as a threat to get what she wanted, wasn't she? This was unimaginable shame! He had just spent the last 20 minutes humiliating himself in front of her and three teenage girls in his own house, begging until Linda agreed to spank him while they all laughed. Now, was Beverly really going to follow through with the rest of her plans for him? Oh God, please don't let it happen...

"What's she gonna do with him now?" Ellen asked. Linda and Tina were too busy laughing to speak but Linda finally got her composure and said "You ain't seen NOTHING yet! Just watch!"

Beverly tugged on the leash and pulled Tom, naked and on all fours, towards the front door. "You brought this on yourself, young man. I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget. NEVER say NO to me again!" With that she grabbed the handle and swung open the front door, flooding the living room with light from the bright sunny day.

"Oh P-L-E-A-S-E don't do this to me Mistress!" Tom wailed. "I've learned my lesson, honest! I PROMISE I'll never say NO to you again. Only please don't take me outside like this. Someone might see me!"

"Someone's definitely gonna see you alright" Beverly laughed.

"Those four girls who were sitting on the lawn near your car are still there! And that old woman is still on her porch. You'll be seen alright. The question is, by how many and for how long?"

With that she gave one more tug on the leash and led Tommy out onto his front porch. The three teenagers inside were holding their stomachs laughing again and their eyes were riveted to Tommy's flaming red ass. Proof positive of the spanking he'd just received over Linda's knees.

Beverly bent over Tommy and whispered quietly "Remember that tape I just made of you. I can have a lot of copies of that made up by tonight and you wouldn't believe how vindictive I can get when I'm not happy."

Tommy felt his heart in his stomach. Though it was a warm day the wind felt cool against his naked body, especially against his flaming hot asscheeks. With one final tug Beverly led him down the steps and began the slow trek down the path to the car parked in front of the house. Nobody had seen him yet. The four girls seemed to be pre-occupied with their conversation. As they neared the car one of them happened to look up and she inhaled a big gasp of air.

"LOOK!" she pointed. Immediately the other three girls stopped what they were doing and looked up to see what she was pointing at. He was about 20 feet from them, but by the time he got to the car door he would be within 10 feet and in full view. His cock was still stiff from his previous ordeal and his arms were shaking as he crawled. This only increased his shame.

"That's Mr. Hyde!" one of the girls said. "What are you doing to Mr. Hyde, m'am?"

"It's a secret", Beverly said. "Can you girls keep a secret?"

"YES!" they all chimed. "We won't tell... what are you doing?"

"It seems that Mr. Hyde here has been a VERY naughty boy and I'm going to give him a spanking."

"You can't do that" one of the girls said. "He's too OLD for a spanking."

"Oh no he isn't" replied Beverly. "He was VERY naughty and he's going to get treated just like any other naughty little boy would."

"Wow!" Another of the girls giggled. "Can we watch?"

"I'm afraid not, but you'll be able to listen!" With that they had reached the car and Beverly reached out to open the door.

"Ooops, it's locked. I don't suppose you have the key on you?" she laughed. The girls laughed too. Where would he be carrying a key?

Tommy groaned and then Beverly reached into her pocket. "Here it is, just teasing you!" Again the four girls laughed. Tommy wanted to die of shame. Beverly opened the car door then reached in to swing the seats to their most forward position, giving her as much room as possible. She got back out and then ordered Tommy to climb into the back seat and kneel on all fours on the seat cushion with his face pressed all the way down and his rump up in the air.

Beverly climbed in after him and closed the door. The first thing she did was to reach over and open all of the car windows. "My, it's stuffy in here. Let's get a little air circulating." Tommy just groaned. They'll hear all right, every slap. Before she started, Beverly had a few words for Tommy: "Now listen, sweetie.

I'm going to spank you until you cry. Do you hear that? I don't care how long it takes but I will keep spanking you until you're crying like a baby. Now if you resist me, well that means that we're gonna be out here a looooong time, drawing more attention every minute. That's all I've got to say."

With those terrifying words she lifted her hand up and delivered the first stinging CRACK! right onto his already burning asscheek.

"Owwwww" Tommy wailed. "Please..." he whimpered. Beverly gave him no relief but continued slapping his ass, varying the rhythm and moving from cheek to cheek.

"Wow! He's REALLY getting it good!" he heard one of the girls exclaim. The others just giggled, as young girls will. Another of the girls crept around the back of the car and stood up to peep into the window on the opposite side. When she did she was only about a foot from Tommy's head. "WOW!" she said again. "You should see how red his bum is!"

That was the last straw. Tommy couldn't hold out anymore. He began crying his eyes out just like a baby. His whole body heaved and shook with sobs. He was suffering from far worse than the pain.

Tommy, who was still a virgin... who until last night had never taken his clothes off in front of a woman... who's greatest fear was that one might laugh at him... had sunk so low that he knew he could never ever look a woman, of ANY age, in the eye again without blushing red from embarrassment.

Beverly heard the tears and stopped the spanking. She opened the car door and got out, pulling at Tommy's leash until he followed her. Back on all fours he was led again, up the path towards his porch and open door. Mrs. Whitford was on her way there too. She wanted to intercept them before they got into the house. As Tommy was led up the porch stairs Beverly paused a bit so that Mrs.