Chapter 11: Testing Times

"That'll be lunch gossiping its way down the hall. Who'd think three people could make so much noise?" Claire asked as a cheerful crescendo swelled as it neared.

"Well it is three women." Jimmy offered with a grin as Claire got up from the table.

"Oooooh, you chauvinist", Claire accused with a snort of laughter as she reached into a cupboard for a big bottle of white wine.

Jimmy's reply was lost in the arrival of the crescendo as it burst in a wave of laughter through the kitchen door. Lizzie came in first carrying a bag of groceries in one hand and two pizza boxes, waiter style in the other, which she put on the table. Sarah came in next with a shopping bag in each hand. She'd dressed in boot cut jeans, except that these had silver buttons along the outside seam below the knee, she also had on green t-shirt that was more like a second skin, and under which she obviously wore no bra. Jodi brought up the rear, and she was making most of the noise. Her hair was spiked, and her make up was exaggerated, almost punk in style. She'd put on an old pair of Reeboks, no socks, a tiny pair of cut-offs, and a denim waistcoat, which exposed far more pale flesh than was entirely decent.

Greetings were exchanged, which meant that Lizzie, Sarah, and Jodi all gave Jimmy a thorough kissing. Jodi was last and decided she had to sit on his lap to say hello. After kissing him thoroughly and grinding her hip into Jimmy's groin for a maybe a minute she pulled away and looked at him seriously before she turned to Claire.

"What have you done to the poor boy? I don't seem to be able to give him an erection!"

Jimmy's interest was in fact beginning to grow, but he wasn't about to say so.

"He's had a busy morning," Claire shrugged. "Why don't you pour the wine, Jodi?"

Jodi turned her attention back to Jimmy.

"I'm going to try again later."

"You can all try later," said Claire as she picked up the pizza she'd spent the last minute cutting up to put it in the oven.

All eyes had turned to Claire by the time she'd put the food in the oven and turned back to them.

"There's to be a Testing this afternoon."

"You cradle snatcher," laughed Sarah catching on instantly.

"You're just jealous," Claire countered.

"Oh, well a toast is in order then," said Jodi twisting the cap off the wine.

Lizzie giggled.

"So we get to find out what causes that bulge in his jeans," said Sarah rubbing her hands together in anticipation.

"Who gets to go first though? Boys that age don't last very long," asserted Lizzie.

"Yeah but they recover quickly," said Sarah with a nudge to Lizzie who dissolved into giggles.

Jodi passed out the wine as she poured and Claire held out a hand for Jimmy.

Jimmy went to her and put an arm about her waist, while Claire's arm went about his shoulders. She lowered her mouth to his and they kissed briefly.

"To Claire and Squirter," intoned Jodi.

Claire and Jimmy clinked their glasses together whilst the others raised theirs and chorused the toast.

"Do you suppose he really is a squirter or does he just dribble a bit?" Sarah asked Lizzie.

Finally Jimmy couldn't help it, and his face burned with a blush whilst Lizzie and Sarah giggled. He cleared his throat.

"What is this test anyway?" Jimmy was starting to have ideas about what the test might involve, and figured it was high time he actually found out.

It was Jodi that piped up with the answer.

"Oh, it's quite simple really. You've seen the bench downstairs?"

Jimmy nodded.

"Well you're going to be chained down and one by one we're all going to ride on your cock. For you to pass the test we all have to cum before you do."

Jimmy turned this over in his mind while they all watched him expectantly.

"Do many guys pass?"

"One does now and then," said Claire. "But we have other business to attend to first. The new cameras are installed on the new bed, but need testing and adjusting so we'll do that first after lunch. Then you all have to be punished, and only after that, will Jimmy be tested."

"Hey, what did I do?" Lizzie complained.

"Molesting a member of the opposite sex in public."

Claire said it with such finality that Lizzie shrugged her acceptance and the conversation moved on to other things. A few minutes later lunch was ready and they sat around the table eating pizza and drinking a little wine. The conversation ran to the inconsequential, and the funny story that Jodi had been telling earlier of how she'd enticed an old man to follow her around town most of the morning. Jimmy was mostly quiet throughout, trying to think of a way to pass the test. Finally lunch ended and the dishes were done. Sarah went and got changed out of boots and jeans into bare feet and shorts, and they headed down to the basement.

"Do you know much about computers Jimmy?" Sarah enquired.

"Yeah, some. I put together my PC at home."

"Good. Come and give me a hand with installing the receivers for these new cameras."

"Sure thing." Jimmy was pleased to be included and have something to do since he was getting a little nervous.

A few minutes later Jimmy and Sarah were alone in the computer room, seated on the floor each with an open system unit in front of them, while Claire and Lizzie put batteries in the cameras and Jodi was apparently bouncing around on the new bed judging by the sounds coming through the wall. Sarah unplugged the four cameras over the bed and pulled out the expansion card they connected to. She gave Jimmy an altogether different expansion card and four little receivers to plug into it when he had it installed. It was a very simple job. Five minutes later the covers were back on and they were ready to see if the cameras worked.

"OK, boot up."

Jimmy pressed the button and after a minute he had two monitors alight, one with editing software and one with a quartered screen that showed where signals should be received. All he was getting was snow.

"Click on that volume slider and we'll at least get sound," Sarah said pointing at the screen on Jimmy's right.

Jimmy clicked and dragged the slider across and various background noises issued from the speakers, followed by Jodi's unmistakeable laughing voice.

"There's a wet patch over here the size of Lake Windermere."

Jimmy just couldn't look at Sarah right then, he could feel his face burning for the second time that day. From the corner of his eye Jimmy saw Sarah lean forward to a microphone he hadn't noticed till then.

"Awwwwwwww, he goes a lovely colour when he blushes."

The raucous laughter from next door was everything Sarah could have hoped for thought Jimmy.

Sarah looked at him seriously then, while laughter still rang out from the next room.

"Why do you want to go out with Claire? Aren't you a little young at least?"

"Yeah I thought I was too young too. And although the idea of a dating Claire occurred to me, asking for a date wasn't something I was going to do. I just don't enjoy rejection that much. Apart from which we seemed to be becoming friends, and I didn't want to spoil that. Then a few days ago Claire did something to make me realise that maybe she was interested in me just as I was interested in her. So I had to find out. Nothing ventured, nothing gained as they say. Only time will tell if we have a future together."

"Do you promise you don't just want to have something to brag to your friends about? After all she's an amazing catch for someone your age."

"That's a very offensive question, but you don't really know me so I won't be offended by it. Instead I'll be happy that Claire has a friend who cares enough to ask so bluntly. I don't intend to keep it a secret that I have a beautiful girlfriend, but I'm not one to boast or brag."

Sarah's lips curved into a smile.

"You're very grown up for fifteen. I'm glad you're not offended, cos I rather like you myself. It's just that we all care about each other, and look out for each other. I think you can understand that."

Jimmy nodded.

"Are all those batteries in yet?" Sarah asked into the microphone.

"Yep, tune in and chill out," came Claire's cheerful reply from the speakers.

"OK, Jimmy, right click on a camera window and select AutoTune. You get the corners and I'll get the overheads. Arrange them in logical sequence OK?"

"Sure thing."

Jimmy soon saw Jodi and Lizzie rolling around on the bed. Both girls were shoeless, and Jodi had her long slim legs wrapped around Lizzie's waist. Lizzie had already lost her t-shirt and her lacy blue bra was waging a war of confinement with jiggling orbs flesh so pale and translucent a tracery of veins could be seen beneath it. They rolled and a giggling Jodi came to the top sitting astride Lizzie's waist. Against the shiny black bedding Lizzie looked for all the world like a living marble statue whose mass of glistening midnight curls seemed to sprout straight from the sheet beneath her. Immediately Jodi started unbuttoning her waistcoat, which seemed to inspire Lizzie to push Jodi off and make a grab for her to the accompaniment of shrieks and giggles from Jodi.

Jimmy was a few minutes behind Sarah getting his cameras set up, and when he next looked up from the screen she was watching him.

"Distracting aren't they?"

"Yeah, some."

"If you actually pay attention to it, Lizzie is doing her best to keep both their clothes on, whilst Jodi is trying take them off."

Jimmy turned back to the screen to take a closer look at what was going on and Claire crawled into the picture. Calmly she unhooked one of Jodi's legs from around Lizzie's waist and trapped it between her own. The moment Claire had the leg Jodi ceased to struggle and Claire was able to take the corresponding arm by the wrist. Lizzie was able to free her self and take charge of the other limbs in similar grip to Claire.

Claire raised Jodi's hand to her lips and kissed the palm with no more than a soft caress of the lips.

Jodi lay trapped between her friends unable to move, and making no effort to struggle now she was out matched. Her breasts rose and fell quickly as she breathed hard, and her flushed face turned up to Claire with bright, shining eyes.

"Mistress?" Jodi breathed

"Are you in need Little Licker?"

"Oh, yes, Mistress."

"Little Licker?" Jimmy asked Sarah.

"Yeah. We don't go by our own names in the Punishment Room, and since Jodi likes pussy more than she likes cock, she's Little Licker," Sarah explained.

Back on the screen Claire had begun to open Jodi's waistcoat, which definitely caught Jimmy's attention.

"Will you be good Little Licker, if I let you cum?"

"Yes Mistress."

Claire bent forward to kiss Jodi while Lizzie joined in by opening the waistcoat fully and bending her neck to suck on a nipple. Lizzie's free hand slid over the twitching muscles of Jodi's stomach to unsnap her cut offs, and without ceremony she slid the zip down and plunged her little hand inside. A muffled shriek came from Jodi and she began to writhe uncontrollably in the grip of her captors. Claire's face turned up to the cameras allowing Jodi to moan and scream, and writhe, and thrash as much as she could.

"I assume you're watching like the voyeur you are, Smoothypuss?"

Sarah lent in to the microphone.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Then turn off the cameras. Watching this won't help Jimmy pass the Testing."

"Yes, Mistress."

Without further comment Sarah obeyed Claire's instructions. Jimmy reflected that Claire was right the little bit he'd watched had already caused a swelling in his groin.

Sarah got up from in front of the monitors and went over to the wardrobe.

"So, you're Smoothypuss?"

Sarah opened the wardrobe door and reached into the bottom opening the door of a small fridge. She came out holding two cans of Coke, which she proceeded to rub on her nipples as she came back to sit down. She handed one to Jimmy revealing a damp patch on her t-shirt with a hardened nipple at its centre.

"Yes, I keep it shaved. Have you seen a real live shaved one?"

"Yes, I have." Jimmy opened his Coke, and smiled at Sarah's considering look.

The scream that cut through the air from the next room got Jimmy's attention, and brought his head round with a snap.

"Poor Jodi, she just might be a nymphomaniac."

Jimmy turned back to Sarah, with a question in his eyes.

"She craves sex all the time. If she doesn't have an orgasm every five or six hours she can be a pain in the ass."

Jimmy looked slightly surprised at that.

"Jodi doesn't masturbate. So, when she gets randy she picks on the nearest available person. Mostly we take it in turns."

"Wow, it's hard to imagine being that horny."

"Yeah, but I bet you jerk off all the time. Don't guys your age get hard at the first sight of a girl you fancy?"

Jimmy was saved from having to answer by Lizzie walking into the room sucking on a finger.

"Sometimes I think Jodi picks on me because she knows I don't really like the taste of pussy," said Lizzie.

"Which is why we call her Queeny," Sarah said to Jimmy.

Jimmy gave them both a blank look. "I'm sure that made sense," he said.

"I'm The Strap-on Queen, or Queeny for short," said Lizzie. She opened the wardrobe and produced a complex looking harness attached to a thick black dildo that must have been a foot long.

The conversation was interrupted by another ear splitting shriek from the next room as Jodi experienced another noisy orgasm.

"Well that should keep Jodi happy for a while," said Lizzie.

"Especially since she knows she's going to have a ride on Jimmy soon", agreed Sarah.

"Which reminds me punishments aren't too far away. I didn't do anything wrong this morning, and I'm not going to stand around and get spanked for something I didn't do," said Lizzie emphatically. With that she turned on her heel and disappeared up the stairs.

Sarah shook her head making her hair cascade around her face. "She'll be hiding in her room. Someone will have to go and cajole, persuade, kiss and caress her into coming back down for her punishment. She just wants some attention since Jodi's had some."

"Lizzie's in hiding again?" Claire asked as she came into the room then leading a naked Jodi by the hand.

Jodi still glowed from her recent orgasms, with her skin flushed a pretty pink and her nipples like pebbles. She slipped onto Sarah's welcoming lap and whispered into her ear.

"Yeah, she was talking about not having done anything wrong and not deserving punishment," supplied Jimmy.

"Oh, well. You can go and fetch her for me." Claire turned to the wardrobe and pulled out two lengths of black velvet rope and a latchkey.

"Me?"

"Yes you." She held out the items to Jimmy. "You'll need the key, she won't open the door. She'll be hiding somewhere in her room. There's no great rush, I've got to get things ready in the other room and we'll be getting changed. Make sure she's naked and bound hand and foot when you bring her back."

"I'm not going to rip her clothes off," said Jimmy getting up and taking the things from Claire.

"Just do what you have to, Lizzie's only playing games. Her room is on the first landing, first door you come to. She'll be waiting for someone to arrive."

"Really?"

"Yep, off you go. I've got things to do."

Jimmy rolled up the two short lengths of soft rope and put them in his pockets. With key in hand he made for the stairs. A minute later he was standing outside Lizzie's door. He knocked.

"Lizzie?"

No reply.

Jimmy knocked harder.

"Lizzie, can I come in?"

A minute passed without reply.

"Come on Lizzie I know you're in there."

Time passed, the earth turned and the sun crept inexorably across the sky, but there was no sign of the door opening.

Reluctantly Jimmy took the key from his pocket and slipped it in the lock. The lock clicked as he turned the key. He slipped it back in to his pocket, and pushed the door open on silent hinges. The room was bright and sunny, but it seemed devoid of Lizzie. Jimmy stepped inside and closed the door.

There was a bed against one wall, and maybe Lizzie was hiding under it. Jimmy checked. Just a little dust and a suitcase, even Lizzie was too big to fit in that. Under the window stood a desk, she wasn't hiding under there either. Nor was she behind the easy chair. That just left the row of built in wardrobes and the bathroom. Jimmy decided to leave the bathroom for last.

There were three pairs of white laminate fronted, brass handled wardrobe doors to choose from. Jimmy started on his left. Inside were two rails, one of jeans and trousers, the other of tops and sweaters, but no sign of Lizzie. The middle door revealed drawers and shelves, no way for Lizzie to hide in there. So it was either the right hand door or the bathroom. Jimmy pulled open the last wardrobe door and Lizzie was crouched in the corner partly hidden by a rail of coats and dresses.

Lizzie parted the clothes and looked up at Jimmy. A smile spread across her face and she got out of the wardrobe and straight away snuggled up against Jimmy. She put her head under his chin and her arms around him.

"I thought it would be Mistress Claire, come to take me for my punishment."

"I have come on Mistress Claire's behalf."

"But you're far too nice to drag me kicking and screaming down to the Punishment Room and put me over your knee, aren't you?"

"I will not be punishing you."

"How about we stay up here and have some fun instead?"

"Now you're trying to get me punished too, and what about my Testing?"

"Mistress Claire will need time to get things set up down stairs. We have time for a little fun before we're missed." Lizzie lent back and unsnapped her bra and shrugged it off. "Can't I interest you in these?" Lizzie pouted and cupped large breasts in small hands.

Jimmy looked down at globes of flesh that looked like balloons of milk with a strawberry sitting on the top. He'd carefully resisted the urge to put his arms around Lizzie, despite Claire's encouragement to do whatever he needed to. Still he remained as aloof as possible to her offer, but Lizzie pressed her warm and pliant flesh against him and her tiny hands roamed over his back again. She was going to win the day at this rate.

"Why did you run from your punishment?"

"Because I was pretty confident you'd be sent to come and get me."

Lizzie began to nibble on Jimmy's nipple through his t-shirt. Her hands wormed under it and played warm and caressing over his back. Lizzie writhed a little closer rubbing her stomach over the hardening lump in his jeans.

Finally, because he really didn't have anywhere else to put them Jimmy put his hands on Lizzie's hips and slid them around her to cuddle her against him.

"You are lovely Lizzie."

"Ooooh, I hear a but."

"Testing."

"I want you to pass."

"You do?"

"You might find this hard to believe because you're obviously attracted to Claire, but whilst a lot of guys look, not many approach."

"What?"

"She's too tall. Most men are put off by that."

"Huh?"

"It's a question of ego, men don't like to look up to their girl friends."

"But looking down is ok?"

"Yep, I get lots of attention, especially from older men who want to protect me, and keep me safe because I'm only small. You'll probably understand that better when you get a bit older. I think it's a caveman type instinct."

"You're serious aren't you?"

"Of course."

"So, Claire really doesn't get asked on that many dates?"

"That's right."

"Then I have to pass the test."

"So let me help you. If I get you off now, you'll last better once we get to the Testing. Right?"

That sounded right to Jimmy and so he agreed.

Lizzie pushed away from Jimmy, and dropped to her knees before him. As she reached out to unfasten his jeans Jimmy caught her by the wrist.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to suck you off."

"Just like that?"

"What do you want? Foreplay?"

"You were trying to interest me in your breasts just now."

"And you weren't interested."

Jimmy squatted down and let go of Lizzie's wrists.

"I was thinking how difficult the Testing would be if I started anything with you I couldn't finish, but since you're going to help me out why not let me say thank you first?"

"We do have time."

Jimmy straightened up and offered a hand to Lizzie, which she took and he drew her to her feet. Jimmy led her across the room to her bed. He sat on the edge and stood Lizzie in front of him. Jimmy reached up and took her face in both his hands. Bringing her face slowly down he smiled up at her.

"Your lips are plump and succulent, and I must kiss them."

"You don't have to charm or seduce me."

"You don't know the truth when you hear it?"

Lizzie's reply was lost to the press of Jimmy's lips against her own. Her hands rested on his shoulders for balance, and she felt his muscles bunch and move as his hands moved from her face. Jimmy's hands trailed down off her face, his fingertips gliding down the silken fall of her neck, down still further until his palms encountered the swell of her breasts and Jimmy reversed his hands so that heavy, warm, pliant flesh hung in his palms. Hot points swelled against Jimmy's palms as he let Lizzie's breasts swing back and forth across them.

Small sounds of pleasure coming from Lizzie were suddenly louder as Jimmy's lips slid away from hers, across her cheek and down to her throat. Her pulse beat fast in her throat under his lips, and Jimmy pushed his tongue against it as if he might be able to taste it. His fingers closed about her nipples and he tweaked them gently while his teeth barely scraped over her pulse. Lizzie gasped and tiny hands were suddenly balled into fists in his hair dragging his head lower as she straightened. Lizzie hadn't taken his mouth from her flesh, just taken it where it was more urgently needed.

Jimmy's lips closed around a point so crimson it looked as though it should be glowing like the brake light on a car. The insistent suckling Jimmy automatically adopted brought those crimson points to full hardness, and grew them till they were half an inch long and just as far across. Those little fists that had dragged his head down had released him and now little hands stroked through the soft curls on Jimmy's head. He darted his eyes up to take a look at what effect he might be having on Lizzie. Her eyes were rolled back and long lashed heavy lids beat slowly open and closed. Her mouth hung open in something like a cross between a smile and a moan. The soft sounds of delight made it more of a moan. Lizzie's alabaster skin was no longer a pure virtuous white, rather it was as though someone had lit a fire inside her and she glowed with a deepening flush.

Jimmy's hands slid from her hips around the waistband of her jeans and popped the button fastener and pulled down the zip with a sharp metallic rasp. With urgent hands Jimmy tried to peel the jeans from Lizzie's hips, but they were snug fitting and the harder he tried to remove them the more they resisted. Four hands were better than two, but his lips had to leave Lizzie's nipples and he regretted the loss.

For several moments the air crackled with complaints and grunts, but finally Lizzie stood in a pool of denim wearing blue lace panties that matched the bra she had been wearing. She only had those on for a moment more though. Jimmy stripped them off and wrapped his arms about her waist and pulled her atop him with a little squeal as he lay back.

Lizzie came to all fours astride Jimmy, with her face just inches above his, and her nipples burning against his chest.

"If you'd managed to get your jeans off as well I would have let you fuck me, but since I'm gonna have to get off and help you out of them you'll have to settle for my original offer."

"But I want to taste your pussy."

"You'll get your chance during the testing."

With a brief brush of her lips against his Lizzie scrambled off the bed to kneel at Jimmy's feet. Quick and nimble little fingers had unsnapped his jeans and pulled down the zip almost before he had time to move.

"Lift your ass up."

Jimmy did as he was told and in moments he was naked. Lizzie pushed his thighs apart and shuffled forward to kneel between them with her face just inches from Jimmy's throbbing cock.

"That's impressive. I haven't seen one that big in quite a while, and I didn't get to play with the last one."

Jimmy propped him self up on his elbows.

"Well you get this one all to your self for a while."

Lizzie's tiny hands wrapped around Jimmy's cock, but his girth was such that her fingertips didn't meet. Lizzie gazed intently at it, as slowly her hands began to slide up and down. On the down stroke his foreskin peeled away to reveal his cock head glistening with pre-cum. On the up stroke Jimmy's balls rolled in their sack. Lizzie angled it toward her lips and dropped her face forward to engulf a couple of inches of hard meat wrapped in hot velvet.

Jimmy gasped as Lizzie sucked him down. Her lapping tongue beat back and forth over his most sensitive flesh, while one hand pumped his shaft and the other rolled and gently squeezed his balls.

Jimmy slipped from the support of his elbows and arched his back, forcing himself into Lizzie's mouth. Lizzie pulled away her flushed face smiling.

"Am I getting to you already little boy?"

"Yeah, but don't stop."

Lizzie's hand replaced her mouth on his glans with squeezing fingers and her thumb rubbing over his fraenulum. Jimmy's pre cum oozed from the one eyed monster and his testes tightened against his body and away from Lizzie's nimble fingers. His cock swelled in her hand and as Jimmy groaned out a warning. Lizzie's mouth engulfed him once more to vacuum cum from his balls. Jimmy's body arched from the bed again forcing him self as far into Lizzie's mouth as he could, but she had control and she sucked him hard until Jimmy had nothing more to give and he was trying to pull his sensitive flesh away from her mouth.

Lizzie released Jimmy's twitching cock, and crawled up next to him. She slid her body over his and brought her face down for a kiss. Jimmy's mouth opened as their lips met and his mouth was suddenly full of his own salty cum. Jimmy swallowed and thrust his tongue into Lizzie's mouth in a passionate kiss that Lizzie eventually broke.

Lizzie snuggled against Jimmy. "You were supposed to freak out."

She sounded a little disappointed to Jimmy.

"I've tasted it before. It's mine after all, I can't expect you to swallow it if I won't."

"You're unusual, I'll give you that," said Lizzie as she got up. "Let's get dressed and get back to the party."

Jimmy got up and reached for his jeans. "You're not getting dressed," he said pulling the ropes out of his pocket and smiling.

Lizzie came to Jimmy willingly. Then wriggled like an eel till he had her pinned face down on the bed and had control of her wrists. Once tied at wrist and ankle Jimmy rolled her over.

"You'll have to carry me now you know?"

"I know, and I won't drop you," said Jimmy climbing into his jeans.

A few minutes later Jimmy walked into the punishment room with Lizzie draped over his shoulder. He stopped and stared at the sight before him. Claire had her back to him but he recognised the outfit she had worn on the title page of the website, but without the G-string, and with the riding crop protruding from the top of a boot. She was just snapping the final manacle closed that bound Sarah and Jodi together. They wore nothing more than high heels, sheer black stockings, and blindfolds. They were artfully bound as a pair of offset X's. Each had a thigh to hump against, and their breasts gleaming with oil slid over each other every time they moved, which they did constantly. Their ankles were shackled to a wooden bar so that their feet were spread wide apart. And their wide spread wrists similarly shackled to a beam that had been suspended from the ceiling. The clever bit though was that they both needed to occupy the same space to balance comfortably, hence they were constantly bumping and grinding against one another. Claire bent over and picked up two open jars. Pushing her hands between them she poured liquid chocolate on their breasts and honey across heir lower stomachs where it would ooze down to their grinding pussies.

"How about you put me down now?"

Lizzie's words brought Jimmy back to reality. He was staring wide-eyed when Claire turned round.

"Just lay Queeny on the bed for now Sweety."

Jimmy lay Lizzie gently on the bed and rolled her on to her side so she could see her friends' predicament.

By the time Jimmy straightened up Claire was standing waiting for him. Her vinyl-clad hands closed about his head and tilted it back as her lips descended to his. Their passionate embrace had lasted a minute or more when Lizzie broke the spell.