"Have you been following us?" Victoria asked Jeremy.
"Uh, no, I just..." he began.
Victoria grabbed his ear and dragged him to his feet.
"Ah, ow, ow, ow!" he yelped at the sharp pain stabbing at him from his ear.
It dawned on Victoria that this disobedient boy must have been following them all the way from where they had left William, and he must have been spying on them when they were dealing with Eric, and when they were punishing Dave.
"You are a very, very stupid little boy" said Victoria as she dragged him through the sharp bush and onto the path "I can not believe you carried on following us, even after you were punished before, after everything that was said and done."
Jeremy shrieked. The considerable pain from his ear was accompanied by the pain from the thorny branches of the bush snatching at his clothes and skin, trying to prevent his passage through their domain. Small spots of blood appeared on his skin and started to dribble down his arms. The pain was unwelcome, the scolding was unwelcome, but there was something about the tone of Victoria's scolding voice that excited him. He didn't know what she was going to do to him for disobeying her very clear instructions earlier, but something inside of him exulted at the anticipation of it.
"I didn't..." he spluttered "I was just looking for blackberries... I didn't know you were here..."
"Rubbish!" said Victoria "You've been following us, haven't you!" she said, jerking his ear to elicit a more truthful response. Jeremy's penis swelled to full size inside his pants, and it strained against the front of his trousers.
"No, honest..." replied Jeremy.
"You were spying on us, weren't you!" said Victoria, jerking his ear twice.
"Yes!" he yelped, and then more quietly "Sorry"
"You're going to be" said Victoria more mildly "Very, very sorry."
Without releasing his ear she reached down to the front of his trousers, noticing his erection for the first time "Getting excited are we?" she asked, as she undid the button on his waistband.
"Oh no, don't... please..." begged Jeremy, as he felt her hand at work. He didn't have any doubts about what she was intending to do. He knew she was going to take his trousers down, his underpants too, and they would all be staring at his naked erection again. The humiliation at the prospect mingled with an irresistible excitement and he was paralysed with confusion. He didn't know whether to beg her to stop, or beg her to continue.
He did neither.
Victoria snapped his fly down with a brusqueness which denied him any appeal. A lumpy bulge of boxer short bulged outwards. She ignored it and pushed his trousers down until they fell to his ankles.
"Oh no!" he squealed, as she pushed his boxers down the same way. Jeremy's tumescent organ tilted forwards, a tiny bead of fluid sitting on the tip. Victoria tutted, shook her head and turned to the others "I think we've got a bit of a pervert here" she said.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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