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*ding dong* Kyle hears the doorbell echo through the large home as he waits by the front door. The door opens and he’s greeted by 8 year old Corey, dressed in nothing but a pair of his light blue boxer briefs. He’s a sexy little boy, with a smooth slim body, light brown hair that sits messily on his head, and gorgeous blue eyes. His skin is creamy and smooth without a hint of imperfections.
“Hey bud-“ Kyle begins to say before he’s cut off by the young boy.
“Mooom, that loser is here” he shouts into the house.
“I don’t even need a stupid babysitter” the annoyed boy mutters under his breath as he skulks away.
Kyle bites his lips as he stares down at the boys perfectly round and plump little bubble butt walking away from him. With his backpack over his shoulder, Kyle steps into the home and greets the boys mother. They briefly make boring small talk about the weather and life, before she is off for a few days. This isn’t Kyle’s first time babysitting the 8 year old boy, he’d down it 4 or 5 times before. Corey had always been a bratty young boy, spoiled and rude with a shitty attitude. For the next few days however, Kyle planned to turn this spoiled little brat into a submissive little slut.
Wasting no time, Kyle decides to kick his plan into action. “Hey Corey, you want a drink or anything?”
“Give me soda” the boy demands, not even bothering to look up from the TV.
Pouring the boy a nice tall glass of root beer, he slips in a couple of sleeping tablets to ensure his little boy toy is asleep in no time.
“So bud, what are you watching?” Kyle asks as he hands the boy his drink and takes a seat on the sofa next to the underwear-clad boy.
“SpongeBob, obviously” Corey sneers without even looking at Kyle, before greedily taking a sip of his drink.
Kyle just chuckles and leans back into the couch, waiting for the sleeping pills to take effect on the little boy.
Before long, the young nearly naked boy is snoring loudly on the couch, and Kyle knows it’s time to get the fun started. Opening up his backpack, he excitedly empties its contents onto the carpeted floor. Inside are a red ball gag, a dog bowl, dog food, a dozen or so jagged alligator clips, a thick 12” black dildo, a bottle of lube, plastic wrap, handcuffs, an egg-shaped vibrator, a bundle of rope, a whip with metal tassels, and an electric shock device with a sounding rod. These are the tools Kyle will use to turn this rude little brat into an obedient little slut.
Reaching his hand under the boys waistband, he pulls down the tight blue boxer briefs and is greeted by the beautiful sight of Corey’s small little pinkish cock and his tiny hairless balls. The tiny boy cock is only about a half inch long or so while soft, it’s acorn-like head resting against the boys chest. Rubbing his hands all over the boys soft, smooth body turns Kyle on like crazy, but he knows he only has a certain amount of time before the sleeping pills wear off so he needs to get right back to it. There will be plenty of time to use Corey’s 8 year old body later.
Flipping Corey’s limp body on his stomach, Kyle is greeted by the sight of the boys perfectly plump boy butt. Unable to resist, he briefly buries his face between the boys soft cheeks and sticks his tongue against the tight little pink hole. The smell is intoxicating, it smells of pure sweet young boy. Looking down at the boys tiny pink virgin asshole, Kyle can’t help but chuckle at the thought of how different it will look in just a few hours. Slapping the handcuffs on Corey’s thin wrists leads to a clinking sound that echoes throughout the quiet home. Looking up at the exposed beam across the living room ceiling, Kyle ties a long line of black rope to the middle of the handcuffs. Turning Corey back over onto his back, he parts the boys plump pink lips and straps a ball gag into his mouth. The gag stretches Corey’s mouth painfully wide. Lubing up the metallic sounding rod, Kyle plays with the boys tiny cock until it grows a bit, before forcing the metallic rod down the boys urethra as far as it’ll go. His masterpiece now complete, Kyle is almost ready to wake the boy up.
Tossing the black rope over the exposed ceiling beam, he pulls on the rope until the young boy is hanging painfully by his wrists bound by handcuffs behind his back. Corey’s feet rest about a foot off the floor, and it seems the pain caused by this position is causing the boy to stir a bit. Wanting to wake him up fully, Kyle picks up the dial for the electrified sounding rod and turns it on almost as high as it’ll go. This painful electric sensation in his boy dick causes 8-year-old Corey to spasm from his peaceful slumber and scream into his gag, “mhmmmmmmmmm!”. He flails around like a fish as he hangs from the ceiling, his young body filled with electric shocks of agony. After admiring the boys suffering for a few minutes, Kyle turns the dial down to a still painful but more manageable level. Corey is heaving and sobbing now, tears streaming down his face and muffled cries coming from behind his ball gag. His body swings slowly back and forth as he hangs painfully by his wrists, it occasionally jerks violently as his small young body reacts to the constant electricity coursing through it.
Assuming the boy is listening, Kyle begins to explain his situation. “Here’s the deal, Corey. For as long as I’ve known you, you’ve been a spoiled little brat. You’re rude, whiny, and don’t listen to anyone. Over the next three days, I will train you and change that behavior. By the time I’m finished with you, you will be a perfectly submissive little boy. Training will start tomorrow morning.“
Unsurprisingly, Corey is far more focused on the pain and terror he’s feeling than Kyle’s monologue. That’s fine by Kyle who gives the boys ass a hard slap as he walks by him and tells him “I’ll see you in the morning, hang in there. It’s only gonna get worse from here.” Corey screams and sobs into his gag as hears this, before the naked and gagged boy is left hanging in the dark for the night as electric shocks continue to shoot throughout his little body.