More Punishment

"I won't say it again, tell me why you stole my underwear and what you did with them when you had them," Megan ordered sternly.

John stared into her eyes in horror. "How did she know it was me?" John thought.

Megan suddenly tightly squeezed John's balls causing him to scream out in pain. "I'm not playing games here, tell me why you stole my panties," said Megan still angry and squeezing John's balls.

"Oww! Oww! Oww! Stop! Please stop!" John howled in pain as Megan tightly squeezed his balls.

"Then tell me why, I'm not gonna ask again," said Megan. "Tell me why you stole my underwear. Tell me what you did with all my panties and thongs."

John's balls were in tremendous pain from Megan crushing them. He felt like he had **** but to tell Megan the truth. "It's because I have a huge crush on you!" John yelled hastily in pain as Megan squeezed his balls.

Megan loosened her grip on John's balls. "I suspected that already, you're not exactly good at hiding it," said Megan._ "I guess I can sort of understand that someone might get a thrill out of stealing something of their crush's so personal and private," thought Megan. "It's weird, but at least he didn't steal them just so he could sell them like I thought."_

"So, what did you end up doing with them after you stole them?" Megan asked slightly more calmed down now. John blushed furiously when she asked this question and it didn't go unnoticed by Megan.

"Oh my god did this perv sell them after all," thought Megan. "I can't believe him, first he steals my underwear, then he puts me through all this, then he sells all the evidence to cover his ass!" Megan thought angrily as she tightened her grip a bit more on John's balls.

"Ow ow ow ow ow owww! Stop! Please stop!" John shrieked in pain.

"What did you do with them you perv, I saw you blushing, did you sell them or something, you better tell me the truth too because if I already knew you stole them you can bet your firm, naked, tan ass that I have the means to verify what you tell me is true," Megan said angrily.

"Okay I'll tell you, but for the love of god, please I'm begging you, let go of my balls before you pop them," wailed John.

"Fine," said Megan as she let go. "Now tell me what you did with them, because if you lie about it or refuse to tell me, I don't think you'll ever have kids."

John looked into Megan's angry eyes with a look of horror, calmed down, sighed and said "I didn't sell them, it's way way more messed up and embarrassing."

Megan raised an eyebrow at that statement._ "What could he have possibly done with them... Oh no! He didn't wear them did he?!" thought _Megan. "Tell me what you did with them!" Megan demanded.

"After I stole your underwear, I would immediately go home, take a picture with them as if they were trophy, then I'd get a ziplock bag and..." John's face went beet red and he stopped talking for a moment, hanging his head in shame.

_"I should let him finish, although it doesn't sound that bad, it sounds like he would just store them away in air tight bags, it's creepy and perverted, but not as bad as I thought," thought Megan. "_Go on please, just finish what you were saying," Megan requested.

"I-I-I would... I'd strip naked and hump my mattress while fantasizing about having sex with you, and I'd smell your wet panties while I did it," John confessed face red as a beet. "Then I'd put them in the ziplock bag to keep the scent fresh and store them in a box. I even labeled the bags with dates and various pieces of other information."

John was staring straight into Megan's eyes. He was looking at the horrified look on her face, she was also blushing.

"Damn fucking pervert! To think I even ever liked him back!" Megan angrily thought to herself. She then proceeded to slap John right across the face.

"Owww!" John yelled.

"Pervert!" Megan insulted him.

"I'm sorry," said John.

"Sorry isn't going to fix this, it's going to take a lot more than that!" Megan angrily responded.

"What more can I say or do? My mom already put me in the program because of it," said John.

"Yeah I'm aware she did, she's the one who called and told me you stole them to begin with, which by the way you were supposed to do before you left home," Megan said.

"I'm sorry, I know it was wrong," John said.

"Like I said it's going to take a lot more than that, did your mom tell you that I'm allowed to add whatever conditions I want to your punishment?" asked Megan.

"Yes, yes she did," said John.

Megan walked over to her dresser, picked up a piece of paper, and held it in front of John's face. "Did she tell you about this paper she delivered while you were washing Joanne?" asked Megan.

John read the paper that was being held in front of his face and he couldn't believe what it said. It said that not only was Megan allowed to punish him in any way she pleased, it said that she was essentially his owner and had full authority and free reign over him. It also said that he couldn't be removed from the N.A.K.E.D. program until he had Megan's permission.

"No! Is all that really true?" John exclaimed full of shock.

"Yes it is, and now that I'm in charge of you I think it's time I have some fun," said Megan.

"Megan listen, I'm really sorry okay," said John.

"Sorry isn't going to fix anything do you have any idea just how badly you messed up?" asked Megan angrily. "Perhaps I'll inform you on just how badly you fucked up."