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Chapter 8: Johnny Boy, Part 1
Fri Jan 26, 2018 10:46pm
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After taking my seat directly behind Johnny in our homeroom, I didn't wait long to have some fun with my newfound victim. As we sat and listened to the daily messages over the intercom system, I jotted something down on a piece of paper before folding it. I inched my desk as close to his as possible. There was a fairly large opening between his seat and the back of his chair, making it very convenient for me to reach down and wedge the note between his tucked in tee shirt and his jeans. We were a few seats back from the front of the classroom, so the teacher didn't notice.

Johnny jerked forward at the intrusion before reaching back and extricating the note from his jeans.

I could almost feel the heat from his blush when he opened the note, which read, "What color of underpants are you wearing?"

The back of his neck was all red. He just sat there, probably not knowing how to proceed from there. So I wrote another note and again stuck it in the back of his jeans. It said, "Please answer my question. You can write it down and put it where I did."

Again Johnny pulled the paper from the back of his jeans and opened it up. This time, after a few moments of contemplation he scribbled something and dutifully inserted it behind his back. I reached down and pulled it out. It simply said, "Black"

My next note said, "I'd like to see."

There was no response, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. Literally. I leaned forward and started pulling out the back of his tee shirt from his jeans. He instinctively reached back and pushed my hands away. I immediately started furiously writing another note and shoved it down the back of his jeans. It said, "If you EVER touch me again without my permission then those pictures my sister and her friends took will be all over the school. I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you now, Johnny."

I let him mull that one over for a minute before delivering another note: "I'd like you to lift the back of your shirt up and keep it pinned to the back of your chair."

Much to my delight, after a fairly long pause he reached back and lifted his shirt up. It was only his back, but I was actually a bit titillated to watch him expose his smooth skin. There was a cute little dimple on the small of his back that I found quite fetching. And the control I now felt over him was alluring.

I deposited another note, momentarily covering up his dimple. It read, "That's a good boy, Johnny. Now I'd like you to undo your belt and your jeans. And pull your zipper all the way down. I want your pants nice and loose so I can examine your undies properly."

I knew he would have a problem with that, so while he was reading I gave him a quick follow-up note: "NOW!"

I could tell by his retracting elbows that he was reaching for his belt. I was grinning triumphantly. I wished I could see his face but my vivid imagination told me what it looked like, and it was delicious. He furtively looked to both sides before carrying on. When he was done I reached forward with both hands and effortlessly lowered the tops of his jeans to his seat, revealing his white briefs. I looked over to the girl on my left, who was wide-eyed and grinning at the proceedings. When we made eye contact I winked at her and she grinned even wider. I made a mental note to have a conversation with her, thinking she could possibly help me in my endeavors as a humiliator.

It was time for another note. I took pleasure in pulling out his underpants. I pulled them out just far enough to see his the top of his crack. I held his underpants out for a fair amount of time, which served dual purposes: 1) It was a delectable display for me, and 2) It had to be excruciating for Johnny. I'm sure he was cringing. My favorite part of that moment was when he took a nervous look back and realized that the girl on my left was taking it all in––and really enjoying it. Before he turned back I was able to observe his profusely blushing face. It was awesome!

I shoved the note as far down his underpants as I could and let the band snap back. I giggled as he reached in and fumbled around momentarily while trying to pull it out. The note said, "Was little Johnny too embarrassed to tell me that he was wearing his tighty-whities? You lied to me, Johnny Boy, and I'm very disappointed in you. I'm afraid you're going to have to be punished."

The bell was due to go off at any moment, so I left him one last note: "You can tidy up now, Johnny Boy. I'll be in touch. Love, Felicity"

Johnny quickly fastened his jeans without bothering to tuck in his shirt. The bell rang and he sprang out of his seat and made a dash for the door.

"Guess he didn't want to stick around and chit-chat," said the smiling girl on my left as we both stood up.

"Hi, I'm Felicity," I said, extending my hand.

"Andrea," she said while accepting my offer. She was tall and pretty, of Latin descent. "Hey, that was hilarious. How in the world did you get him to let you do that?"

I told her how my sister Julie and her friends put him in a compromising position with the pictures and that he was under my control. Her face lit up as the story unfolded.

"Oh my gosh, I'm jealous!" she said. "You are going to have so much fun with John."

"You know his name. Are you guys friends or anything?" I asked out of curiosity.

"We know each other, but we're not really friends. We went to the same middle school but we didn't hang out in the same circles. I've always thought he was cute, but he never paid any attention to me. So it was really cool when you had part of his lovely little butt exposed and he looked back at me, all embarrassed. He was paying attention to me then," said Andrea with a giggle.

"I noticed that," I grinned. "When he realized you were aware of his.....of his condition <giggle>....his face was glowing like a red neon sign."

Both of us laughed. We were becoming fast friends, with a common bond. It was at that point that I made an important decision in my quest to be a humiliator. I know I had told Julie that I wanted to go solo whenever I get the chance to humiliate Johnny for the first time. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that his humiliation would be intensified with another witness––especially a female witness. And Andrea was taking more than a little interest in the situation.

We had reached the hallway and were about to part ways. "Wait," I said when she started to turn away. She stopped and turned back, tilting her head with a look of hopeful curiosity on her face. "I still have a few things in mind for our friend Johnny," I continued. "Would you be interested in..."

"YES!" she yelled excitedly before I could finish.

"Alrighty then," I laughed. "I'll be in touch." We quickly exchanged phone numbers before heading in opposite directions to our first period classes.

  • Chapter 8: Johnny BoyBlondie., Fri Jan 26 10:44pm
    Please find the two parts to Chapter 8 below.
    • Chapter 8: Johnny Boy, Part 1 — Blondie., Fri Jan 26 10:46pm
    • Chapter 8: Johnny Boy, Part 2Blondie., Fri Jan 26 10:45pm
      I received a text from Andrea in between second and third periods. She asked if we could meet during lunch to discuss something. We agreed to meet at a table in the cafeteria. "So I hope you don't... more
      • Chapter 9: RubyBlondie., Fri Feb 2 12:52pm
        In the days following our debasement of Johnny under the tree, Andrea, Natalie and I would regularly congregate in the cafeteria during the lunch hour. Invariably our conversation would turn towards... more
        • Chapter 10: TinaBlondie., Sun Feb 4 10:13pm
          With Ruby now under our thumbs, we focused our concentration on Tina. Natalie had been following her for a few days, and it looked like our best bet would be to take care of her during the lunch... more
          • Chapter 11: BlondieBlondie., Thu Feb 8 9:57am
            When I last left you in the Blondie saga, he was standing on a stool with his hands behind his head wearing only a pair of panties––a delectable vision that will forever be etched in my... more
            • Chapter 12: Johnny BoyBlondie., Mon Feb 12 1:50pm
              One afternoon Natalie, Andrea, Kayla and I were finishing up our lunch when there was a brief pause in the conversation. I was in a playful mood, and thought it might be fun to pay a visit to a... more
              • Chapter 13: Blondie, Part 1Blondie., Sat Feb 17 11:50am
                I'll try get back to my ongoing account of Blondie's humiliation during my thirteenth birthday again someday, but I thought it might be a good time to relate our first encounter I had with him once I ... more
                • Chapter 13: Blondie, Part 2Blondie., Sat Feb 17 11:51am
                  I knelt down in front of Blondie and began tugging on his shorts. My adrenalin was pumping as the noise level gradually rose while his penis came into view. I continued to pull down until letting his ... more
                  • Chapter 14: Miss Joplin, Part 1Blondie., Tue Feb 27 2:38pm
                    Three weeks had gone by since I received that wonderful selfie of the topless Miss Joplin. Since then I have gradually escalated my control over her. I usually don't achieve quite the sexual thrill... more
                    • Chapter 14: Miss Joplin, Part 2Blondie., Tue Feb 27 3:13pm
                      The next day did not disappoint. Miss Joplin was dressed exactly as I instructed. Plus, she had her hair down, and I could smell her perfume. Oh, and I did glimpse a bit of the lace of her stay-up... more
                      • Wonderful!!W.wanst, Sat Sep 1 7:48pm
                        Just great! The described humiliation of Miss Joplin was so damn intense! Can't believe it.
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