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Subject: Dice-Part 1 Dice-Part 1 This story is a work of fiction and contains sexual scenes between adults and minors and will involve spanking and bondage. If these things offend you, or you are under the age of eighteen and this subject matter is illegal then please stop reading. As this story is mine, please do not reproduce or submit this story to another website without my approval. As Always, please remember to support , as your donations are what keep the site going. fty/donate.html) During the summer, my parents and I always went to our cottage up north. I love it there, it is amazingly beautiful, wildlife and trees, clean water, fishing, swimming, I look forward to it all year. My Father only comes up on weekends, as he works in the city and my Mother has many friends and activities there, so I have a lot of freedom and time to myself. At fifteen, there are very few kids my age, and most of the ones who are, are girls, something I am not into. I had known I was gay for a couple of years but had never actually acted on it. I guess I could have, people told me I was good-looking, although at 5'6" a little short for my age, and weighing 135 pounds, most people thought I was twelve, or thirteen. My blond hair was medium length and I was blessed with green eyes that got a lot of comments and attention. I was on the swim team at school and swam at the gym every chance I got to stay fit. I was proud of my body and knew from glances in the showers and things I had seen and read online that my cock was at the high end of normal for my age, so I was not worried about it. Most of my days were filled with fishing and exploring in the little aluminum boat, with a 9 hp engine we had. It was great to be able to go wherever I wanted and I loved finding islands with no cottages to explore. Quite often I would strip naked and venture as far as I dared, loving the feel of the leaves and pine needles on my bare feet. I never managed to get more than about 100 feet from my clothes before I got nervous and went back. I kept trying to go farther, but by that time my cock would be hard and I would end up jerking off and moving onto something else. It felt amazing to be naked and masturbating outside, in the sunlight. Sometimes I imagined myself shipwrecked, with no clothes, other times I imagined I had run out of gas or had an engine failure and had to swim ashore to find help. Today I had ventured farther in my boat than before and found a very secluded island. I made a circle around it and seeing no buildings or signs of people, I started one of my favorite games. I dropped my anchor about 100 meters from the shore, making sure it was set well and no way for my boat to drift away. I then kicked off my shoes and wearing my shorts and t-shirt jumped into the water and swam ashore. The swim was easy for me but as I climbed out of the water I imagined I had been swimming much further and made a show of panting. I looked around, loving how secluded this place was and pretending I was stuck there I walked to the tree line and pulled off my t-shirt and hung it on a branch, my shorts quickly followed and after another long look around, my briefs did as well. I stood there naked and hard thrilled that this island had a sandy beach. I looked towards my boat, but with the sun high in the sky, it was almost impossible to see it so I imagined myself shipwrecked and alone. Walking up and down the sandy beach, my erection bouncing around with every step, the idea of being stranded here thrilled me. After thoroughly inspecting the beach I stepped carefully through the tree line, treading carefully to protect my bare feet. My eyes spotted something several meters away and once closer I saw it was an old life jack and several lengths of nylon rope. The life jacket was too old to be of any use, but the rope was still in good shape so I grabbed it and walked back to the beach. Once on the beach again an idea hit me, I looked around and spied 2 trees close enough together. I crouched down and secured a piece around the bottom of each tree, and then after some experimenting, I secured another 2 pieces higher up on each tree. My heart raced at the thought of what I was about to do, and after carefully looking around the beach I bent forward and secured my right ankle to one piece of the rope and then spread my left leg as wide as possible and secured it to the other piece of rope. With my legs spread wide and secured to the trees I almost stumbled forward, but caught myself and stood tall. I pulled as hard as I could, testing the rope with my legs, and felt my ererctio throb at the sensation of my ankles being so tightly bound and spread wide. I reached for the piece of rope I had secured higher up and after wrapping it around my wrist tightly, I tied it in place with my right hand. There was no way to secure the other piece to my right wrist, so I just looped it around several times and held it tight. The sensation of being almost helpless was intense, and I felt more vulnerable than ever before, naked, hard, and spread-eagled standing up. My imagination ran wild and I began to plead to be released, pleading to an imaginary captor to release me. I struggled for all I was worth, knowing that if my right wrist was secured instead of just wrapped around my wrist, there would be no way for me to get away. After looking around again I began calling out, "Let me go, please, release me." My voice seemed to almost echo on the empty beach, so I called out even louder, "Help, please, let me go." I struggled again and called out, "Please, I'll do anything, please let me go." My cock was so hard that I freed my right wrist and as I continued to struggle with the ropes I stroked my shaft, imagining a stranger's hand doing it, until a moment later I shot my load all over the sand. I stayed as I was panting for several minutes, then freed my other limbs and removed the rope from the trees. Once done I stashed them behind one of the trees carefully so they wouldn't get wet, fully planning on using them again many times. Walking back towards my clothes I felt great, having found another way to spend my time in such a beautiful place. I was about 30 feet away when I heard a noise and stopped in my tracks. It was coming from the trees, but I could not tell where. I started walking again but stopped again as the noise was erzincan escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/erzincan-escort) louder this time and definitely not an animal. I began to panic as the noise was for sure coming from the area where my clothes were. A few seconds later I saw branches moving and a second later a tall man, who looked about 50, wearing just shorts, walked out of the treeline. My hands went to cover my nakedness and my heart raced to the point where I thought it would explode. We stood there staring at each other and he noticed my clothes hanging from the tree beside him. He reached over and grabbed them and my heart pounded even harder. "These belong to you kid?" He was holding my clothes out in front of him and I considered jumping in the water and swimming for my boat, but getting back to my cottage naked would be difficult. "I'm......sssssoorry Sssir. I thought this island was deserted." I knew I was stuttering and felt my face redden, but felt a bit better when he said, "No problem kid, been meaning to put up some signs, but if this island attracts cute boys like you, I might just forget the signs." I was very aware of being naked and that he had called me cute which made me feel good, but I was still scared. "So you want your clothes? Wouldn't want you to get a sunburn on that sweet body." My face reddened even more, but I had no other option, I needed my clothes. I was about to walk forward when he said, "Look kid, I don't mean to scare you. I'll leave your clothes here and you take them when you are ready." He eyed me up and down and then added, "Interesting game you were playing. If you ever want to make it more real, in a safe way, come back any time. My cottage is about 100 yards that way." He pointed behind him and then dropped my clothes in the sand and walked back into the trees. My head felt dizzy and my legs wobbled so much that I had to sit down on the sand. How much of me had he seen, had he watched me jerk off? I started to panic but calmed slightly realizing he had not sounded angry at all. I stood on my shaky legs and grabbed my clothes, stepped into the water to rinse off the sand and pulled on my shorts and t-shirt, and swam back to my boat. The next morning I woke early and went for a long swim, loving the feeling of my muscles working as I slid through the water. I ate and did a few things, then since my Mother was gone already went down and started up my boat. I drove around aimlessly, wanting to go back to the island, but still nervous about it. I decided to leave it up to chance when I saw a nickel on the floor of the boat. I picked it up and decided if it was tails I would go back, if it was heads I would not. I flipped, not sure which I really wanted, but it landed tails. I gave myself an out and flipped again, thinking if it lands tails again, I swear to myself to go, heads I won't. It bounced three times and landed tails. I took in a deep breath, I could not back out, I had to keep my promise to myself. I steered towards the island and about 20 minutes later I glided my boat to the shore and secured the rope to a rock. My heart was pounding and my cock was getting hard as I slowly walked into the woods, seeing a small path. I followed it and five minutes later saw a very large, beautiful cottage. There were a few outbuildings, a pump shed, storage shed and after looking in the windows I saw the others were guest cabins. Everything looked new and very expensive leading me to know this man was wealthy. I saw no sign of him or anyone else and my mind told me to leave, but my cock told me to stay. I listened to my cock. I walked around the main cottage, looking in every window and checking out the screened-in porch, but no sign of anyone. I got up my nerve and knocked on the back door loudly, waited then knocked again. No answer. At this point, I should have left, but my hand shakily grabbed the doorknob and turned and the door swung open. I looked into a large well-stocked kitchen then called out, Anybody home? I waited and called even louder, then seeing how clean the floor was, kicked off my shoes and let my left foot touch the linoleum floor. My other foot followed as I called out a few more times. I knew I shouldn't be doing this, but was almost helpless to stop. I walked through the kitchen into a large dining room noticing that there was only one place setting. There was a washroom, laundry room, and two small bedrooms on the left, all empty, and a large living room on the right. Everything was new and expensive, but the more I looked the more I saw only one person lived here. There was a set of stairs going up, so I followed them and saw that the entire top floor was one massive bedroom. The biggest bed I had ever seen, with a very expensive and elaborate head and footboard. There were a few cupboards, one of them locked. In the first unlocked one were men's clothing, in the next were sheets and blankets, towels, and some toiletries like shaving cream, toothpaste. I was about to close the door but I noticed a box about two feet wide half-hidden under a blanket on the bottom shelf. I knelt down and carefully pulled it out and pulled the top off. Inside there was a wooden hairbrush, a wooden ruler, a thin plastic ruler, a leather belt, and a thin leather paddle. The wooden ruler was almost the exact same as the one I owned but this one was 18 inches long. I absolutely had to try, so I aimed it and let it land hard on my shorts-covered right butt cheek. The noise and sting were both more than I expected, a lot more, I had swung hard and in the process, I dropped the box. Everything tumbled out onto the floor, including some dice I had not seen. Everything pretty much landed where it fell, except a couple of dice bounced and scattered. I looked around, but having no idea how many there were, I felt good that I found five and put them back in the box with the other stuff. A piece of paper had fallen out too, so I picked it up and read: Random Spanking Calculator Implement: 1 - Plastic Ruler 2 - Hand 3 - Spoon 4 - Belt 5 - Hairbrush 6 - Wooden Ruler Where: 1 - Lying flat on a bed 2 - Over the knee 3 - Bend over a table 4 - Kneeling in front of the couch 5 - On all fours 6 - Standing What to wear (spanker removes spankee's clothing): 1 only - First third of strokes on pants, second third on underwear (pants lowered), last third on the erzurum escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/erzurum-escort) bare bottom, (pants and underwear lowered, but genitals covered) 2 only - First half on underwear, second half on the bare bottom, (genitals covered) 3 or 4 - Strip to underwear only, the first half on underwear, second half underwear lowered, (genitals covered) 5 or 6 - Naked How many and how hard: 1 - 15 medium hard spanks 2 - 24 medium hard spanks 3 - 30 medium hard spanks 4 - 18 hard spanks 5 - 30 hard spanks 6 - 48 hard spanks What to do during your spanking: 1 to 3 - Plead: No Daddy/Uncle, I'll be a good boy. 4 or 5 - Count every stroke and say Thank you, Sir, after each. 6 only - Moan and beg for more What to do after your spanking: 1 or 2 - Masturbate to orgasm 3 or 4 - Start over, but fully naked from the start 5 or 6 - Game ends Any delaying, covering up or putting hands in the way results in another 10 VERY hard spanks to the bare bottom. My eyes widened, I was amazed that someone actually made a game like this up, it sounded like something I would do. I now understood what the dice were for, it was brilliant, but a bit scary and anxiety-provoking as well. After I finished reading and put the box back, I noticed how wickedly hard my cock was and knew I had to leave and jerk off or I would shoot in my pants. I stood up just as I heard a door open downstairs. My heart thumped and I began to sweat, even more, when I heard, "Hey kid, you here? Saw your boat pulled ashore." There was no way for me to get away without being seen and I didn't want to seem like I was hiding so I called back, "Up here Sir, looking for the washroom." It was a lie, but all I could come up with. I turned towards the stairs but heard him coming up before I reached them. He walked into the bedroom and I got my first up-close look at him. He was tall, over six feet with black and white hair and I guessed in his 50s. He was again shirtless and I saw he worked out and had very impressive shoulders, biceps, and chest muscles, as well as a very hairy chest. His eyes were blue and friendly and overall I had to admit he was very handsome. He was wearing shorts and I saw his legs were well muscled too and as hairy as his chest was. He stuck his hand out and said, "I'm Mr. Lancaster, nice to meet you finally." I shook his hand, seeing how much bigger it was than mine, and said, "Nice to meet you, I'm Ben, Sir." He smiled and I saw he was looking me over like I had done to him. At only 5'6" he towered over me. He said, "You're even cuter up close. The washroom is downstairs..." I saw him looking at something and then he took a few steps and bent down and retrieved one of the dice I must have missed. He held it in his hand twisting it between his fingers and I found myself moving my weight from one foot to another. After a minute he held the die out in front of me and said, "Well, you are a curious boy, aren't you?" I felt my face redden and my heart speed up as I almost croaked, "Not sure what you mean Sir, honestly." His face lost its smile, he did not look mad, just a bit serious when he asked, "Were you looking through my things, boy?" I shook my head quickly and said, "No Sir, I would never..." He cut me off. "Ben, I'll put up with a lot of things, but never a liar, tell me the truth." I lowered my head and felt like I was going to cry as I said, "Yes Sir, I went through your cupboards, I'm so sorry Sir." There was a pause then he asked, "What are you Ben, thirteen?" I shook my head and squeaked out, "Fifteen, Sir." "Then you are old enough to know better right?" I nodded my head and said, "Yes Sir. I'm sorry Sir." I felt his powerful hand on my chin and he raised my head until our eyes met and said, "You are a naughty boy, cute but very naughty indeed. I said nothing about you trespassing and even invited you back, then you invade my privacy and go through my stuff." "I'm so sorry Sir." A couple of tears ran down my cheeks as he said, "Well, you're not my kid, but if you were, I'd have you roll these dice and give you the spanking you deserve." My body began to turn towards the door, but then I uttered, "I've never been spanked before, Sir." His eyes opened wide, "Never? Not even a few swats?" My cock was very hard in my shorts as i looked at the floor and shook my head, "No Sir." "Might be a good time to change that. I'll give you a choice... you can leave right now, or you can take a try at that dice game you found. Keep in mind that what you roll is what you will get, no second chances." I pictured myself turning and walking down the stairs and back to my boat as I heard him ask, "Are you leaving or staying?" My throat felt very dry, my voice a whisper, "Staying, Sir." "Good boy, grab the box and put it on the bed." I did as he said, my hands shaking as they made contact with the box, knowing what was inside. I handed it to him but he said, "Put it on the bed, boy, and take everything out and line them up neatly." I did as he said, noticing now that I could smell the leather of the belt and the paddle, but nervous as I was my cock was hard. He pulled aboard almost like a backgammon board from a drawer and opened it, there were raised sides all around. He said, "That's to make sure the dice don't go flying, boy. You read the rules, didn't you?" I nodded hesitantly. "So roll that first die and let's see what will be spanking that ass of yours." I picked up one of the dice and rolled and saw it landed on a two. I forgot what that meant but he reminded me by saying, "Lucky roll, boy, a hand should be the first thing you experience." I was a bit relieved, but still getting scared. I rolled another die and it landed on the two. "Well boy, looks like it is over my knee for you. As it should be for a first spanking." I imagined myself over his muscular legs and a chill went up to my spine. I rolled the next die and it landed on the four. Again I forgot what that meant but thought I would pass out when he said, "Damn, was really hoping for the five or six, would love to have stripped you naked, but it looks like it's just down to your underwear." I remembered now and knew he would soon be taking off all my clothes except my underwear. My cock hardened even more as I rolled the next die. It landed on the five and I knew what that meant, thirty hard spanks. esat escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/ankara-escort/esat-escort) I swallowed hard and when he noticed he said, "I was hoping for the six, you really deserve it, but thirty will warm up that butt of yours nicely." My legs were getting wobbly as I rolled the next die and saw it land on the one, I knew that meant I was to plead and say I'd be a good boy. Something told me from looking at his muscles that I would not be acting. I rolled the last die and sighed when it landed on the six. I remembered that meant the game ends and in a way, I was disappointed until I heard him say, "Damn, was hoping for the start over, you could really use a very good, long spanking, but maybe next time. So, let's get started, boy." He pulled a straight-backed chair out and sat on it then motioned for me to stand in front of him. I did on very shaky legs and heard him say, "Raise your arms up, boy." I did and he slowly pulled my t-shirt up and off and threw it to the other side of the room. He then hooked his thumbs in my waistband, slowly pulled my shorts down my legs, and as I raised my feet, he pulled them free and threw them across the room adding, "Won't need these for a bit." My hand instantly went to cover my briefs and he quickly swatted them and said, "Boy, you read the rules. No covering up, that is an additional ten VERY hard spanks to your bare butt. Now move those hands or it will be another twenty instead." My hands flew to my sides and my face went deep red as my erection poked a large tent in the front of my briefs. My cock was so hard I felt precum soaking into the front and knew he saw it too. He sat looking at me for a full minute, sighed, and said, Hopefully next time, you'll be naked from the beginning." His hand grabbed my wrist quickly and with almost no effort he pulled me across his lap. His strength was shocking and I was amazed at how easily he maneuvered me until my butt was in the right position and raised up. My left arm was caught under my body, pinned between me and his lap and I could not get it out, my feet were off the floor and there was nothing to hook them onto or push onto and a second later his left hand grabbed my right wrist and easily pulled it up over my butt and held it under my shoulders. It was not painful, but he was so strong I knew I was not going anywhere until he wanted me to. "So boy, that's fifteen hard spanks on your underwear, fifteen hard spanks on your bare butt and another ten VERY hard spanks for covering up, after that. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to do this but I said, "I'll be a good boy, Sir, I promise." I felt his hand slide over the tops of my butt cheeks then felt it raised, heard a low whistle, and then cried out as it landed on my right butt cheek. I had no time to concentrate on it because it landed again hard on my left cheek, followed by two very fast ones to my right again. The pain was intense, as I cried out, "I'll be a good boy, please don't spank me." "You're right, you will be a very good boy from now on." Two more fast ones landed on my left butt cheek and I cried out, "I promise, I'll be a good boy, please stop." I felt a few tears running down my cheeks as his hand landed hard across both butt cheeks at the same time five times in a row. The pain was more than I had imagined and more tears poured down my face as the last five spanks alternated between butt cheeks, first high up, then lower, then middle, the last two right on my sit spot. This time I was not acting when I cried out, "Please no more, I'll be good." His reply was, "Yes you will be a good boy, or next time this will seem like nothing." For a second I thought it was over, but I felt his hand let go of my wrist and a second later he had quickly tugged the backs of my briefs down and hooked them under my butt cheeks. He quickly grabbed my wrist again and held it well out of the way as I felt the air on my now exposed bottom. I wasn't sure I could take it and even though my briefs were thin material when the first spank landed across both naked butt cheeks, tears flowed down my face. The next six he delivered to the very meaty sides of my butt cheeks, very fast. Again I was not acting as I pleaded, "Please, no more, I'll be the best boy, I promise." I thought of trying to get away, but the way he was holding me made it useless and he delivered the last eight, in rapid-fire motion. Starting at the very tops of my butt cheeks and working down to my sit spot then back up, the last two right across the center. Tears were now flowing from my eyes as I yelled, "No more, please, I'm sorry. I'll be good. I'll never lie again." He ignored me and said, "Remember boy, this is for your own good. The spanking would have stopped now if you had not broken the rules. These last ten should make a good impression on you." His hand caressed my burning butt cheeks and then it raised and he delivered ten spanks much harder than the rest, much harder, covering every bit of my butt. They came so fast that when he finished I cried out, "Please Daddy, no more. I'll do anything. I'll be the best boy you've ever seen Daddy. Pleeeease..." After that, I started bawling, real crying that lasted for a couple of minutes as I lay across his lap. His hand was very gently smoothing over my burning butt cheeks and my crying stopped, he easily pulled me up until I stood in front of him. The backs of my briefs were still down, but my cock and balls were covered and I was stunned to feel I was still very hard. He saw it too and said, "Remember boy, you've promised to be good. You know now what happens when you are bad." I sniffed and looked him in the eyes briefly, not ashamed, but instead starting to feel a nice warmth on my butt cheeks and a huge feeling of release, as though pent-up things had been released. I could not help it, I started crying again as I said, "I've needed that for so long." He took me in his arms briefly and whispered, "My door is always open, when you need it again, any time." He delivered a medium hand spank to my right butt cheek that made me stand up straight and reach back to soothe my bottom. In the process, my erection made an even larger tent at the front of my briefs and he said, "In fact, since you have not only needed, but deserved this for a long time, I want you back here in two days, boy, and then let's say every three days for the rest of the summer, got it?" I did get it and threw my arms around his shoulders, hugged him, and said, "I'll be a good boy Daddy, whatever you say." I hope you have enjoyed this story, there will be a couple more chapters along the same line.