Chapter 1 – A Seductive Acquisition

Domina had watched her mother bake the Gingerbread Man when she was very young. She loved the smell and taste of gingerbread and had never gotten over the loss of the Gingerbread Man from the family feast on that special occasion.  Of course, she had wondered what had become of her father and only years later did she realize his contribution to that feast.

Now that she was sixteen and her mother was now working in the office, Domina was suddenly overcome by her cravings.  She looked online for instructions on how to go about baking a Gingerbread Man...only, she wanted to make a version suited to her - a Gingerbread Boy. Growing frustrated with the online recipes, she remembered her mother’s shrink ray device and it’s special conversion abilities. Yes, I think that just might be the ticket, she thought to herself. A very naughty and perverse thought entered her mind.

This being a weekend, Domina called her friend Lainey to see if she would like to partake in assisting her with her dreams of a Gingerbread Boy. They were both casual friends and classmates of a boy named Skip. Skip was a good-looking and fit youth with a slender build, but what he lacked in muscle, he made up for in cuteness and a fun-loving personality. In fact, he was somewhat of a daredevil at heart.

They knew he worked weekends as an ‘ornament’ at Max’s, a restaurant in Magory-Yum Wondrous Meat Emporium. Max’s was just one of the locale’s at the huge dolcett-themed complex and featured meat-girls that had volunteered or been drafted by a lottery as well as boy’s who could volunteer on a short-term basis to be an ornament – meaning they get paid to stand nude and restrained in an alcove at the restaurant, lending a certain ambiance to the place. Typically, this was a pretty safe job for the boys, with the benefits of women playfully admiring their bodies and even fondling them. The only time things might get dangerous would be when someone paid an extremely exorbitant amount of money to procure their penis and/or testicles. The cost was so high, however, that a boy could typically work for a couple weeks, make good money, have some excitement, and leave fully intact, but it was a risk of the job. Also, due to the nature of the job, only the most handsome, confident and fit boys ever applied for these jobs.

Domina knew that Skip was also sweet on Lainey. She asked her to pick Skip up from Max’s following his shift and bring him over, with the promise of ‘playing’ with the two of them.

Lainey found the youth in one of the alcoves in the large circular hall on the second floor. His arms were restrained to chains hanging from the ceiling and his legs were slightly spread and encased in metallic holds that rose almost to his knees. This allowed the (mostly female) customers to fondle him if they so chose. He wore a ball gag that was tied in at the back up to his upraised arm restraints.

Skip’s eyes went wide when he saw his classmate approach. It wasn’t often when someone he knew saw him at Max’s. Typically, the patronage at Max’s were adult females.  There was the one time when he had seen a friend of his mother’s – embarrassed, she had avoided making eye contact with him, though he had caught her making a couple fleeting attempts at sneaking a look at his body. And he had seen a classmate on a couple other occasions as they were out to dinner with their family. Seeing an unescorted teen female in the place was very rare. She must have snuck in, he reckoned. Still, being proud of his body, his surprise quickly dissipated. He didn’t mind at all that she was looking him over like a piece of meat.

  (Lainey and Skip)

Lainey had naughtily strutted over to where he stood, “What? You got something to say?”, she teased him, first cupping his package and then lightly tickling his orbs with her fingertips as she leaned her face into his. “Mmmm. These seem full. Wanna come over and play with Dom and me? I’ll make sure to drain them dry.” Her other hand was at the base of his shaft, making his penis waggle back and forth playfully as she talked to him.

She talked the fifteen year old Skip into coming over, promising him atleast a blowjob, and that she would give him a ride home afterward.

Skip’s sexual libido, having just been teased and lustily played with by a small party of college women which had followed a small table of horny cougars, was through the roof. They had taken turns fondling and touching all over his body. A small dribble of sticky pre-cum hung enticingly from the end of his cock. His torso glistened with a light sheen of sweat over his suntanned form under the dim lights of the alcove.

Looking at Lainey, his gaze took in her figure.  Dressed in her horse riding attire (she had just finished her afternoon ride an hour previously), her beige breeches hugged her lower body snugly, while she had unbuttoned the top of her white blouse, so that her cleavage was open to the air. He was only too eager to accept the girl’s offer. He knew that her equestrian and gymnastic training had built up her legs, buttocks and abdomen into an elite level of fitness and visions of her mounting and riding him made him drool into his ball gag. He nodded an enthusiastic yes to her.

He only had fifteen minutes left in his shift and the tables nearest him had recently vacated, so his boss had no issues with him leaving early. Soon, after Skip took a quick shower in the men’s changing area and clothed himself, the two left Max’s and arrived at Domina’s house.

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Upon leaving the foyeur, Skip was treated to a lovely view of Domina. Her back was to him and she was wearing a revealing top which showed off plenty of skin on her tanned back and shoulders along with sheer see-through jogging pants as she was fiddling around with something on the dining room table. Her bare ass could be seen through the material and it was quite the sight for Skip, hotter than the pot boiling over in flames in the distance.

“Ahem”, Skip coughed.

Domina turned her head towards him, “You brought Skip. Oh, that’s great!”

   (Domina)

Lainey pulled Skip by his arm quickly through the house towards the spare bedroom.

“Wait”, Skip said in faux complaint, “I thought we were gonna have fun with Domina too…?”

Lainey continued pulling him until they were both in the bedroom, then put her body between him and the doorway. “We are”, she said, out-of-breath as she smiled up at him. “She’s still getting ready. We have a little surprise for you. Why don’t you get ready? You can start by getting into your birthday suit.”

Skip didn’t need further encouragement. He was rearing for action. He laughed and began to pull his shirt over his head. Oh boy, oh boy, this ornament thing is really paying off, he thought giddily.

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When Skip pulled his shirt off, he noticed that Lainey was no longer standing there. The door was shut and her breeches lay in front of them.

Wearing a satisfied smile, he completed his undressing and leapt onto the bed. “All ready”, he announced loudly.

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Her part of the mission complete, Lainey sauntered over to relay the information to Domina in her blouse and panties.

“All ready?”, said Domina, arching an eyebrow. Things were moving quicker than expected.

“Uh-huh”, Lainey confirmed with a chuckle. She gave Domina a sly grin.

“Wow, that was quick. Where is he?”

“He’s in bed. Naked as a baby”, Lainey replied.

Domina quickly set about letting down her hair, then removed her sheer bottoms and her top, leaving her completely naked with the exception of her lace garters and stockings. She affixed her ceremonial jewelry to her face, arms and torso, then, with a smirk, sauntered over towards the bedroom.

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Domina poked her head through the doorway. She saw Skip was propped up in the bed and looking at his phone as he was covered by the bedspread from his chest down. She approached with the shrink device held behind her.

Skip felt her approach. Everything seemed to him like he was in a dream-like state, physically and mentally. Looking up, he saw Domina walking towards him, fully nude with the exception of black lace garters and some type of ritualistic metal adornments across her front, shoulders and face. In her left hand, she held some type of implement. Skip thought she meant to put it to some type of kinky use upon him, perhaps on his testicles. He’d had similar interactions with horny women at Max’s. 

Domina looked the very personification of sin to him. With a sigh, trying to appear sophisticated and give the appearance that this was no big deal for him, he made an internal effort to collect his energy for what he expected to be an energetic romp and set his phone aside on the bedside table.

“Hi Domina”, he said, trying to sound masculine, but his words sounded rather meek.

“Hey”, she replied, now standing at the front of the bed.

“What’cha got there?”, he inquired, noting she was hiding something in her right hand.

“Why don’t you come see?”, she said, giggling.

Skip laughed and leapt up, letting the covers fall and exposing his nakedness, his hands at his sides.

“So this is what all the girls at school are going on about? Very nice”, she said, licking her lips mischievously as she eyed his dangling package and crawled on the bed forward towards him.

Then she brought up the device…and zapped him.

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