The Last Summer By Liverpool Kiss Part One I grew up in England and spent many enjoyable school summer holidays there, and looking back, they seemed endless and it's difficult to believe that they were just six weeks long, they seemed eternal. When I was in my last years at school I spent more time with my cousin who lived in South London than at home, I had more clothes at his place than at mine and I started living there. That last summer holiday I spent a lot of time down there and that was cool because when the kids I knew came calling, my sister would say I was out and didn't know where I was, that was really cool. I could jump on the tube and be on the other side of London in less than an hour. He lived in the grimy streets around the Old Kent Road only an hour away but a totally different world; there were no fields just an endless concrete jungle. Quite by accident I met someone who ran a barrow in the East Lane Market; I'd help out whenever they needed a hand and earn a few bob that allowed me to buy clothes that were a little different to what was being worn an hour away. That was my first real job. I'd spend a couple of days in London and then I'd come home wearing something a bit different. I was young but I was so cool, but all of that was about to change. I came home from London a different way; had I taken the tube things in my life might have been so much different, instead I took the Green Line bus the alternative to the London Transport and the bus dropped me a long walk from home. I was a beautiful afternoon and I was in no hurry to get back to my old familiar neighbourhood, so I walked home through the fields and along the country footpath. It hadn't rained for ages and the path was dry, my new shoes wouldn't get muddy, but it didn't run in a straight line, it rambled and meandered all over the place, I followed it so far but when a freshly erected fence barred my way and the path was about to take me in the wrong direction I climbed over the fence, and decided to make my own track for home. It was a simple chain link fence on the other side was a row of saplings had recently been planted and then in opened into a field, I started to cross the field completely unaware that I was being watched. I noticed a horse and rider on the crest of the hill to my right, I paid little attention as I walked across the field but within a few minutes the rider was obviously approaching me. "Hey you." A voice called out, had I been in East Lane I would have walked on but as I was the only other person within earshot I assumed that I was the one being addressed. "Are you talking to me?" I asked. "Of course I'm talking to you. " The female voice told me. I turned and faced the woman up in the saddle. "And what can I do for you?" I asked "This is private property." I was told, I looked past her and I noticed a second rider coming down the hill. "This, until very recently used to be a public footpath." "You have climbed a fence to get here." "That's right the path was going to take me God knows where." "So you are now on private property." The second rider joined the first and circled me. "What's going on Dorrial," the second rider asked. Both were not much older than me, but had a cut glass accent that told me they didn't attend my Secondary Modern. "He's trespassing." Dorial told her friend. "I'm not trespassing, I'm walking home." "And I suppose you live in that ghastly council estate." "And what if I do?" "I think you had better come with us." Dorial suggested. "I don't think so." I replied and made to walk off. "No, you don't understand, I'm not inviting you. I'm telling you." I smiled, "I don't think so," I repeated and tried to get away from them, it was futile of course. I was never going to outrun a horse. They played with me, barring my way, and pushing me with their boots, I was pushed I stumbled and fell to the ground. I was starting to become annoyed. I sat looking up at the one called Dorrial. "You are starting to piss me off!" I told her as she swung out her leg preventing me from trying to stand. "Oh really. Well let's see if I can really piss you off." And she dismounted. She wore a white blouse and beige jodhpurs and black boots and one of those horsey hats that she quickly removed, she shook out her mane of light brown hair and approached me. This was more like it, or so I thought. I was quickly to my feet, but she met my attack and avoided my initial thrust with a simple side step and tripped me sending me head first into the grass, the other girl laughed. "He's a Neanderthal, Dor," the rider said laughing at my inept and clumsy attack; she pulled her horse round as I got back to my feet. Dorial wasn't a bad looking girl, a young woman really, a couple of years older than me no more, she stood about five seven and was not in bad shape, it was a shame I was going to have to rough up her good looks I thought as I stood up. We circled, I fainted right, left, looking for a gap in her delicate armour, I swung I missed and she hit me and I was down again, this time she followed me down she dropped on me, her weight knocking the air out of me; she quickly grasped the situation and got on top of me and pinned my shoulders under her knees and she forced my wrists to the grass, The other rider dismounted and was about to assist "It's OK Kate, I won't need your assistance just yet, I'd like to beat this brute on my own." Dorrial explained to her friend. She had me pinned beneath her; I'd never been in such a compromising position before and I was quite honestly at a loss of what to do next. She was obviously a lot stronger than she looked and as I struggled to free myself I found I was making no progress whatsoever. "Oh dear you not as strong as you look are you?" Mocked Dorrial who held me easily and had the circumstances been a little different I might have enjoyed my situation; she smiled at my pathetic attempts to dislodge her, then in a blur she was up and around she sat on my chest facing my feet, and a second later I felt her fumbling with my belt. "NO! STOP!" I shouted If I needed any incentive to get her off of me, I now had it; I bucked and thrashed around underneath her but I was unable to prevent her from undoing my belt; my arms grabbed at her hair, her blouse, anything to get a purchase, but she brushed aside my attempts to pull her off of me. I then felt her open the top of my jeans, I wore Levi's she unfastened the silver button and pulled down the zipper and I could do nothing to stop her. I was becoming desperate and I swung a punch that connected on the back of Dorrial's head, possibly hurting my hand more than her. Kate, who held the two horses walked around and looked down at me as I tried to throw another punch but Kate kicked my arm and stood on my wrist preventing me from causing any more damage to my hand. Dorrial's hand snaked inside my jeans and underpants and she quickly wrapped her fingers around my testicles and squeezed. "AAAAAAGGGHHHHHH." "I think I've found what I'm looking for." Dorrial said smiling as she turned towards her friend. She then looked down at me. "We can do this two ways. You can be a good boy and just lay there while we debag you, or you can try and stop us in which case I will probably pop one of your testicles." Dorrial told me with a cold smile. She didn't wait for a reply she slowly shuffled back and at on my face, my arms were pinned beneath her and I meekly allowed Kate to strip me. My shoes were removed and then my socks were pulled off, then she tugged my jeans and underpants down and pulled them off and in less than a minute, I was naked from the waist down, in less than two minutes I knelt naked before the two Young Women. They had stripped me without almost any effort at all and with the removal of my clothes my humiliation was such as to completely reduce me to a shell of my former self, Dorrial got up and I lay in the grass almost in a fetal position trying to cover myself, but feeling terribly beaten "Get on your knees boy." Dorrial demanded, and I found myself automatically obeying. I knelt before Dorrial while Kate stood behind me. "Put your hands on your head." Kate ordered, and she quickly tied my wrists. "What are you going to do with me?" I asked Kate swung her foot between my legs and caught me in the balls perfectly. I squealed and rolled in the grass. "Did I give you permission to talk?" Kate demanded to know. Dorrial sat down on my chest and grabbed my cock and balls at the base, she squeezed them with her left hand and then slapped them with her right. "AGGGGHHHH." Kate stood between my legs and put the sole of her boot on my balls while Dorrial held them, squashing them. 'AGGGGGHHHHHPLEASE." "Please what? Do it some more?" Dorrial asked and Kate ground my balls like she was grinding out a cigarette. As soon as Kate moved her foot Dorrial slapped my balls again, and again, splattering them. "I love that sound." Dorial said as she repeated the treatment. "Let's have a smoke, " Kate suggested and I lay beneath the two girls as the pulled a couple of cigarettes from a packet and I heard them light up. Dorrial got up and allowed me to watch what Kate was doing. She rolled back my foreskin and pushed a match down the eye of my cock. I looked up at Kate, who knelt between my legs, she had removed her hat and her long dark, lank hair fell like a curtain almost hiding her face, she had green eyes that flicked back and forth from my face to my cock to Dorrial, she wasn't unattractive, and had an almost permanent cold smile, her lips were pursed with a hint of pink lipstick she was attractive, but she scared me. She was dressed exactly the same as Dorrial and her blouse was open a button more than she probably realised, which allowed me a glimpse of cleavage and the top of her white lace bra. She rolled the match in her fingers rolling and pushing it down the eye of my cock. It didn't hurt but it was becoming very uncomfortable. I wanted to say something but I was too scared to. She pushed the match in about an inch and the head of the match and about a half an inch of stick were protruding. Kate looked at me and gave me an evil smile, she pinched my cockhead and dragged the side of the matchbox across the match, the head flared alight, I froze and I felt the heat immediately. Kate offered Dorrial the light first Dorrial slowly accepted the light and drew on her cigarette until it took, the flame was perilously close to the tip of my cock when Kate lit her cigarette. She sat back holding my cock and Dorrial squatted down beside my head and grabbed me by the hair and we watched as the flame burned down towards my knob. "PLEASE!" I tried blowing, which caused them to laugh out loud. "Blow harder," ordered Dorrial laughing. "Please its burning me pleaAAAAAGHHH." They watched gleefully as the flame licked around the head of my cock, and seemed disappointed when the match went out before it could do too much damage, but they had burnt me. And they were going to burn me some more, Kate singed my pubic hair and brushed the tip of her cigarette along my cock shaft, letting the red hot tip dwell a second and causing me to wince, Dorrial held my head firmly by the hair and made me watch as Kate touched the sensitive skin around the tip of my cock, the blackened match still protruded from the eye of my cock and Kate tried to push in further into me with the tip of the cigarette, burning me again and again. "PLEASEDON'T PLEAAAAAAAAGG." Kate laughed, "Don't tell me what to do. I'll do whatever I like." She said staring menacingly at me daring me to hold her stare. I averted my eyes. "I'll do whatever I like to this cock in fact I think I'll brand my name on it, make it my property." Kate said. "What a jolly idea," Dorrial agreed. "NO." I yelled, but I was incapable of stopping them. "His cock is so tiny though, I won't be able to write even four letters on it." Kate complained "Wank him. Let's see how much he's got." Dorrial suggested. She put the cigarette to her lips and stroked me to an erection; it was shamefully easy, I grew in her hand and in a couple of seconds I was rampant. I had a modest six inches, and the two girls proceeded to brand me. I cried in pain and humiliation during the entire ordeal, and I'm sure my tears fuelled their lust. Dorrial sat on one leg while Kate sat on the other. Kate stroked my cock keeping me erect and slowly wrote the letter 'K' with the burning tip of her cigarette; while Dorrial burnt her initials into my ballsac. I screamed in agony, as Kate wrote her name along my shaft while Dorrial branded DOC. On my scrotum, the pain was intense and I cried and blubbered, I think the humiliation hurt almost as much as the cigarette tips. When Kate's first cigarette, burned down to the filter she hesitated for a second she looked at me and with an evil glint in her eye and then she butted it out on the eye of my cock. I thrashed around in undiluted agony, but if anything my actions only added to their amusement. I screamed out loud, begging and pleading with them. "Ooh I bet that hurt!" Dorrial mocked. "I hope so." Kate said, pulling another cigarette from the packet in her pocket. Dorrial took a long last drag on her cigarette and butted it out in exactly the same place. I screamed again, the pain was almost tangible, I could smell the burn. They lit the second cigarette the same way they lit the first Kate pushed another match down the eye of my dick forcing the first charred match deeper into me. I sobbed "PLEASSTOPPLEA." "SHUT UP AND TAKE IT!" Dorrial snapped, the match head flashed alight and the girls lit their cigarettes and watched as the match burned down to my cock and mercifully extinguished itself just as it started to burn. During the summer my trips to the south London market had for some reason boosted my confidence, I had become bigger and stronger mentally and physically during the past few weeks, but these two girls had completely destroyed that new confidence in just a few minutes they had branded me, and I was crying like a baby, completely unable to stop them. Dorrial stubbed out her second cigarette on my arse and watched as Kate finished branding her name along my cock. I was still hard, When Kate had finished she pushed her cigarette against my knob and pulled the foreskin around it crushing the burning cigarette with my flesh as she squeezed my cock around it smiling at me as I cried and screamed in agony. They both stood over me and I cowered before them, Dorrial was tapping her crop against her leg impatiently thinking what to do with me. But Kate made up her mind; she took the rope from her saddle and tied it around the base of my cock and balls, she expertly tied a slip knot and wrapped it around my cock and ball. "What are you doing?" Dorrial asked. "Taking him back to the house; I'm going to fuck him." Dorrial smiled. "What a jolly idea." Kate pulled a bag from her saddle bag and pulled it over my head, then tugged sharply on the rope. "Get up!" Kate ordered and I quickly obeyed, "If you slip of fall I just might rip your balls of so be careful I have plans for that cock. I heard them mount up and I followed behind them at a brisk trot. To be continued.