Edward Jamieson and Leonard Mackintosh are in town for a sales conference. Although they are there to network with other companies, the young men are aware of the opportunities that being in a new place presents. They are looking forward to abusing their expense accounts and trying to coax sexy girls back to their hotel. There's one slight problem however: having left it so late to book, their choice of places to stay in this busy town is very limited.

The Windermere Hostel - a grotty looking building in a street of identical cheap hotels. Normally Edward and Leonard wouldn't be seen dead in a place like this. But everywhere is fully booked so it's here or miss the conference.

"And this is your room," gushes Mrs. T as she opens the door to a stark cell right at the top of the house.

Leonard looks around apprehensively. The communal shower room and toilet were hardly the height of sophistication and the gloomy dormitory confirms his worst suspicions.

"As you can see, it's lovely and bright," she babbles on as though she were showing them the executive suite at some exclusive boutique hotel.

Leonard looks at the woman as she continues overselling the place. 'She must be deluded,' he thinks to himself, 'this is a shit hole!'

Edward steps into the room and his mouth opens in horror. "And as I said," continues Mrs. T oblivious to the men's look of disgust, "the bedding is changed every fortnight whether it needs it or not."

Surely this can't be the best room in the place? Being a natural salesman he thinks there must be a deal to be done.

"And we're very close to transport links. In fact, if you look out the window you can see the motorway runs right past the front door!"

Edward interrupts her mid flow. "Isn't there another room we can rent? One with proper beds and its own bathroom? We're not used to having to rough it like this."

Mrs. T is offended. "My place not good enough for you is that what you're saying?" Edward bites his tongue to stop himself from saying anything more. They can't risk being kicked out of here - that would be a disaster!

"No, no, we're not saying that," says Leonard trying to diffuse the situation.

"Take it or leave it, it's up to you," she says, "but you won't find anywhere else to stay with this big sales conference going on."

"So what's it to be?" The two men think for a moment but it doesn't take them long to realise they don't have a choice. "We'll take it," says Edward unenthusiastically.

"Right! That's sorted then. I'll show you your bed." Mrs. T knows she's got the two young men over a barrel.

"What?" asks Edward incredulously, "This one here? But the bedding is all messed up - it looks like a tramp's been sleeping in it!"

"Why can't I have this one?" "I'm sorry - that one is already spoken for," responds the woman haughtily - not happy with the insult to her beloved hostel.

"Did I not mention?" she says, "you'll be sharing with two backpackers who are touring Europe."

"They're very nice," she turns to Leonard while Edward scowls at the bed he's going to have to sleep in. "You'll hardly know they're here!"

"There," she says, ineffectually smoothing the bedding out, "just like new."

Edward can't believe it. Not only do they have to stay in this dump, but they've got to share the room with two grubby backpackers who'll probably stink the place out.

Mrs. T leaves them to it, looking back at the two smartly dressed men with a smile. It will do them good to rough it for a couple of nights. And she's charged them handsomely too - twice as much as the other occupants of the room.

Alone in the cold and unwelcoming room Edward and Leonard sit on the hard little beds. Leonard looks over at his colleague. He blames Edward for this - if only he'd booked the rooms sooner they wouldn't have to endure this discomfort.

He'd planned on hitting the bar after the gala dinner this evening then maybe going to a nightclub to see if he could pull a sexy local girl. Fat chance they'd want to come back to this miserable hole though.

"I can't believe we've got to stay in this hovel! It's all your fault," he whines.

"Oh it's not so bad," says Edward trying to deflect the blame and put a positive spin on things. Leonard walks over and shuts the door, making a point of slamming it to show his contempt.

"At least we're close to the conference centre. Not far to stagger home at the end of the night!" Leonard throws himself on the bed in disgust.

"And look, we've even got our own private locker!"

Time is moving on and the two men realise they'd better start getting ready for the dinner. It's been a long, hot and sweaty journey to get here and they need to freshen up and change before they leave. It's important they look smart to impress the other delegates.

Edward looks round at his colleague. Although the two are friends, they are also fierce rivals both at work and play. Edward usually manages to beat Leonard in sales, but when it comes to women Leonard's natural confidence is always more successful.

Leonard too is thinking about women, and how there's no way he could bring one back to this squalid little place.

'Ah well,' thinks Edward, 'maybe tonight I'll get lucky. We can use the company credit card to buy Champagne - women love that!'

Leonard shoves his clothes into the locker.

"Could this day get any worse?" he mutters under his breath.

Edward feels a little guilty that they've ended up in such a poor establishment and tries to think of something to say to lighten Leonard's mood.

"Hey!" he says, "maybe if we score we can come to some arrangement with the backpackers. If we give them some cash they can wait outside till we're finished or something."

"Yeah right," replies Leonard, "like any woman with class is going to want to come here!"

Dejected, Edward carries on getting undressed. He's a lot less confident about his body than his friend - who happily strips off to his tight fitting underwear.

Finally he gets his shirt off then fumbles trying to get it into the tiny locker without creasing it too much.

Leonard meanwhile whips off his pants, not in the least bit concerned about being naked around his colleague.

Edward fiddles with his belt and fly, not comfortable with exposing himself when one of the backpackers might walk in at any minute.

But he has to get showered and changed - he wants to look his absolute best for the posh hotel where the gala dinner is to be held.

Leonard aggressively forces his bag into the small space allocated for storage. The locker is soon full to bursting with his stuff.

Edward looks over. He can't believe how Leonard can stand there naked so casually - like it's no big deal!

He'd never have the nerve to be like that. He's one of those people who has to get changed under a towel on the beach.

He even likes to have the lights out during sex.

Leonard reaches round for the towel he expects to find on the bed - like you'd find in any half decent hotel.

"Of course," he says angrily, "no fucking towel! Why am I not surprised?"

With a deep breath, Edward pulls off his own underwear and stands there nervously - feeling a cold draft blowing around his exposed privates.

Leonard marches off to the showers - presumably there will be a towel there for him to use.

Edward is lost in thought as he idly tries to clean the dust off his shoes. He wishes he could be more confident like his friend but he always finds himself becoming shy in the presence of females.

The thought of having to walk to the showers totally naked like Leonard fills him with dread. What if he bumps into someone on the way? What if the imperious Mrs. T sees him?

He looks up and suddenly notices what looks like a towel on top of the lockers. 'Result!' he thinks to himself.

"Hmmm," he mutters, "it's a bit small." The tiny piece of fabric barely goes around his waist.

He decides it's better than nothing and continues to work on his shoes. It wouldn't do to have scruffy footwear at such an auspicious occasion.

He focuses intently on the task in hand. With the noise of traffic thundering past just outside the window, and being totally lost in thought, he doesn't hear the sound of the door opening behind him. Nor does he notice the pretty young woman who is just about to enter the room and catch him with no clothes on...

The two young executives aren't impressed with their accommodation. The hostel they are having to stay in leaves a lot to be desired. But given the lack of other options they are going to have to make the best of it. Leonard has stormed off to the showers leaving his friend Edward naked and daydreaming in the gloomy dormitory. But he's about to be disturbed by a pretty young girl who is entering the room.

Edward is lost in his own thoughts, worried about the gala dinner and what to wear. It's important he looks smart to impress the other delegates. But he doesn't want to look too stiff and formal in case they go out on the pull afterwards.

Backpacker Amanda walks smartly into the room, exhausted after a long day's sightseeing.

Like Edward she is preoccupied and isn't really paying attention to her surroundings. She's still hyped up after all the amazing places she's seen. She can't wait to go through the photos.

She sits on her bed and begins flicking through the pictures on her camera totally unaware of the naked man just in front of her.

Edward desperately rubs at a speck of dirt on his shoe, paranoid that everyone at the conference will notice and laugh at him.

He wonders if there will be any pretty women at the dinner this evening. These sales conferences tend to be mostly men but there was a cracking girl at the one in Manchester last year.

Amanda is totally absorbed in the images flashing up on the camera's screen, remembering the fun she and her friend Meha had.

A noise from the corner of the room breaks into her reverie and she looks up, noticing Edward for the first time.

She casually appraises the attractive young man: taking in his firm thighs, round backside and broad back.

Being European she's totally relaxed about male nudity and thinks there's nothing in the least bit strange in finding a naked man in her room - so she returns her focus to her camera.

The door opens silently and Meha peers round seeing her friend sat on the bed.

Her attention is immediately drawn to the little screen on the camera and the pictures flashing past. She wants to see for herself so hurries inside.

The two friends greet each other warmly.

Edward's heart nearly stops at the sound of female voices. 'What the?' he thinks.

He looks round and for the first time sees the two pretty girls sat just a few feet from his exposed body. He gasps in shock and his face colours in embarrassment.

He gawks at them, frozen to the spot with fear. What should he do? They must have come into the wrong dormitory by mistake.

They seem totally absorbed in the camera - but there's no way to get past them without them seeing him. He feels totally trapped.

He desperately tries to pull the tiny little towel around himself to cover his nakedness but it's just too small.

He looks at the two of them chatting and giggling together and can't help but notice how attractive they are. All the same, if they catch him unclothed they might think he's some kind of pervert and scream for help or something.

He feels his penis start to harden involuntarily. 'Not now!' he silently pleas. He feels the towel start to slip down and tries to grab hold of it.

He manages to catch it just in time as one of the girls looks up at him and smiles broadly.

"Hallo!" She says, "who are you?" Edward can barely speak and just manages to mumble in reply.

Her friend also looks up and grins at him making his penis twitch again.

"You're not supposed to be in here!" He exclaims, hoping he can make them realise their mistake.

"This is for blokes only. You're in the wrong room!"

A bewildered look appears on Amanda's face and she turns to Meha. "What is 'blokes'?" she asks - unsure what this strange word means.

"I think he means the men," her companion explains.

"Yes! That's right! This room is for men." He's relieved that they seem to be getting the message finally.

"But it is our room too Mister Silly!" Squeals Meha, "We stay here with you!"

Edward hides his face in frustration as the two girls laugh at him. How can he make them understand? He could get into a lot of trouble for this - it could ruin his career.

The girls look at him with puzzled expressions - like he's the one acting strange for making such a fuss. Do they not realise that Mrs. T could walk in at any moment and catch them?

He decides there's nothing for it but to go to the showers and hide. Hopefully if he waits long enough they'll realise they are in the wrong room and leave.

The two girls openly stare at the hunky man as he whisks past them in a hurry to be out of the room.

He clings on to the towel but it doesn't provide much cover and he can feel their gazes on him as he passes.

He finally makes it to the relative safety of the corridor and dashes to the showers, the feeling of embarrassment slowly subsiding. That was close!

The two young backpackers look at each other and burst out laughing. What ridiculous behaviour! The poor boy seemed terrified of them.

They return to the task of looking through their photos, deleting the bad ones and commenting on their favourites.

Amanda can't wait to get home and show all her friends their fabulous trip. Neither of them notices as the door behind them opens.

Leonard walks in from the showers wiping soap suds from his eyes.

He's even more annoyed now than he was before. He was expecting there to be towels provided - he only found out once he'd got out all soaking wet that there weren't any.

'Of course, what did I expect in a dump like this?' He fumes, striding over to his locker.

He grabs the key and turns it angrily. But it jams half way round and won't budge.

He tries again using more strength but he's worried the key might snap in the lock.

'Oh great,' he thinks, 'now I can't get into my damn locker and all my clothes are inside!'

The girls aren't aware of his presence as they discuss their day, their soft voices masked by the noise of traffic thundering past and the showers next door.

Getting frustrated with the locker he bangs on it with his fist, hoping to free up the lock.

The loud noise attracts the girls' attentions and they look round at the totally naked man in the corner hitting his locker.

They watch silently as he rattles the lock and shakes the whole thing clearly very cross.

The two girls admire his muscular arse and can just make out his heavy balls dangling between his legs. Clearly something is wrong, perhaps they should help?

"Are you needing our assistance?" offers Amanda.

He spins round at her voice, immediately forgetting what he was doing with the shock of seeing two young ladies sat staring at him.

"Wha, what are you doing here?" He stammers, trying to hide his modestly by covering his genitals with his hands. He's acutely aware of his own nakedness in the presence of the two fully clothed females. Why are they in his room and what do they want?

Having just showered, Leonard was appalled to discover there were no towels provided to dry himself off with. With no choice but to walk back to the dormitory totally naked and dripping wet he thinks things cannot get any worse. But his anger increases when he finds his locker is jammed shut with all his clothes inside. Just as he's about to lose it he becomes aware that he is not alone. Two pretty girls are sat on one of the beds staring at him intently.

Although normally confident around women, being outnumbered and painfully aware of his nudity, Leonard feels distinctly vulnerable. He doesn't know what to do and stands staring stupidly at them.

"There is a problem with your locker yes?" Asks Meha thinking the naked man in front of her must be a bit slow.

"What are you girls doing in here?" He asks, finally finding his voice.

"You have to go! What if the landlady walks in?" The very thought makes him shiver. How would he explain the situation to her?

"But we are your roommates," says Amanda slowly, as though explaining to an idiot,"like we told your friend." Before he can process this information Meha speaks up, "Your locker? What is wrong with it?"

"Oh, my locker. Yes. Well it won't open" He gestures to it distractedly, still trying to work out how two pretty girls come to be in the room he's sharing with Edward. Surely there must be some kind of mix up?

"And all my clothes are in there. I must get it open. There's an important dinner tonight." He momentarily forgets his embarrassment as his thoughts return to the gala dinner and how little time he has to get ready.

Keen to help, Meha jumps up and rushes over while Leonard tries again to fiddle with the stubborn lock.

"Here, let me try," she says approaching the naked man.

He watches as she jiggles the key in the lock to try and open the locker. Although worried about being late for the dinner, he's also distracted by the closeness of the pretty girl to his exposed body.

He feels a stirring in his groin and swallows. It would be so humiliating if he got an erection in the girls' presence.

"No, I cannot get it to open," she sighs. Leonard starts to panic. Without access to his clothes he'll have to remain naked - with the possibility of someone walking in and discovering him.

"Amanda, why don't you come over and try?" Calls Meha.

The other girl comes across to join them, happy to lend her assistance.

Leonard suddenly finds himself surrounded by the girls. "Perhaps you can do it," says Meha - oblivious to the effect they are having on the young man.

Amanda leans round Leonard's muscular frame and tries to free the jammed lock.

Leonard has never experienced this intensity of feeling, with the two girls so close to him that he can smell their perfume.

As she wriggles to get a better grip Amanda presses her body against his making him gasp and his penis twitch.

"No," she says finally, "I cannot do it either." He looks at her and his arousal increases. He can feel the warmth of her body next to his and it drives him insane.

He turns away, worried that she'll be able to read the desire on his face. He must focus on getting the locker open. But it's so difficult! Amanda meanwhile takes the opportunity to admire Leonard's firm, round arse.

She feels no compunction in stroking his exposed buttocks. Meha moves round to have another go at the lock, her arm brushing against his dangling penis. He has to bite his lip to stop himself from moaning out loud with all the stimulation.

He looks round at Amanda in bewilderment. He has no experience of girls like this and doesn't know how to react. They are just so confident and at ease with his nudity - he feels totally out of his depth.

"I know what must be done," says Amanda suddenly. Leonard's heart skips a beat as he wonders what she has in mind.

"I will go and get something to open the locker with from the landlady!" She skips off leaving him standing there bemused. He cannot understand how she could casually play with his body one minute then disappear off as though nothing had happened.

He turns back to the troublesome locker where Meha continues to try and work the lock open.

"This is hopeless," he says, "we'll have to wait till your friend comes back."

Like Amanda, Meha isn't at all fazed by being so close to a naked man. She stares at his penis with undisguised interest.

Leonard can feel her penetrating gaze centred on his cock and balls and starts to feel nervous again. He's used to being in control where women are concerned so it's a totally new and strange feeling to be evaluated in such an offhand manner.

"Can I ask you something?" Says Meha looking him straight in the eye.

"Erm, yes, I suppose so," he stammers - finding it hard to concentrate.

"What is this on the end of your penis?" She looks down again.

She delicately touches the tip of his penis making his heart beat faster and the blood start to rush to his cock. "The men in my country, they do not have this."

"That's a foreskin," he says - desperately trying not to get an erection in front of the attractive young woman.

"Can I look at it?" She is intrigued by the sheath of skin covering the tip of his cock.

He feels himself start to redden with embarrassment. "Erm, OK, I suppose."

Wasting no time she reaches forward and grips his foreskin between her fingers pulling on it.

She looks up at him. "It feels very soft!" She exclaims.

He feels himself getting hard in her delicate hand as she gently tugs on his penis.

She slowly rolls his foreskin back revealing the glistening glans and unable to restrain himself Leonard lets out a gasp of pleasure.

She weighs his thickening member in her hand, fascinated by its increasing length and girth.

"Is it supposed to do that?" She asks continuing to manipulate his stiffening cock, rolling his foreskin back and forth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," he says breathily, ashamed that he's embarrassed himself in front of her.

"It's OK, I don't mind," says Meha and happily carries on teasing his throbbing erection.

Leonard simply cannot believe it. Here he is with a pretty girl stroking his cock and squeezing his balls. He almost shoots his load there and then.

But he knows that would be totally unforgivable so tries his hardest to rein in the natural urges that threaten to overwhelm him.

All the while Meha seems fascinated by his penis and testicles, and with no concern for his feelings, toys with them.

Nothing like this has ever happened to him before and he feels rooted to the spot, totally at her mercy. There's no hiding his arousal as his cock throbs in her grip and his balls churn.

"Wow, it's so big and hard!" She exclaims.

At that moment Amanda returns, rushing into the room to see how her friend and the strange young man are getting on with the locker.

"Hey Amanda, come and look at this!" Calls out Meha excitedly. Leonard's stomach lurches with shock at the realisation that they are no longer alone. What will the other girl say when she sees what's going on? He trembles at the thought of the trouble he's gotten himself into.

Despite his veneer of self-confidence, Leonard is finding himself increasingly uncomfortable. With no towel to dry himself and cover his modesty with, and his clothes inaccessible inside the jammed locker, he is totally at the girls' mercy. Now one of them has asked to see his penis - fascinated by his foreskin. As she toys with it causing him to grow a huge erection, he feels the situation slipping further and further out of his control.

Meha smiles up at him as though it were perfectly natural for her to be stroking the erection of a naked man while she herself is fully clothed. Leonard's stomach flips as she casually invites her friend Amanda to come and join them.

"Oooh!" Exclaims Amanda as she sees her friend holding Leonard's penis firmly in her grip. It seems to have grown since she was last here and she can't wait to see it up close for herself.

Leonard panics that Amanda might be offended and call out for help - but she rushes over giggling with excitement, clearly not the least bit shocked. He laughs nervously, not sure what is going on but trying to join in with the mood.

"It's got so BIG!" Says Amanda with delight. Meha meanwhile continues to stroke his throbbing erection and takes a handful of his balls.

Amanda gets down to take a closer look. Leonard feels utterly helpless as the two girls openly discuss his engorged member.

Looking up to see his reaction, the pretty girl begins to stroke the shaft of his penis - amused by the way he stands there dumbly submitting to them.

She marvels at his hardness and how much it's grown simply by being manipulated by Meha.

She slides his foreskin back to reveal the glistening pink head. "This is most interesting!" Says Meha.

Leonard feels his breath coming faster and faster and a tingling sensation start to build in his balls. He cannot even think straight let alone form words. He simply stares down, unable to stop the two girls who are happily groping him.

Although feeling guilty for getting an erection in front of the female backpackers and terrified that they might be discovered, he finds himself overwhelmed by the erotic sensation of the girls' touch.

"It's very shiny," observes Meha - still amazed by the way his foreskin slides back and forth so easily.

Leonard begins to feel an uncomfortable feeling in his testicles, a need for release.

But he knows that would be the height of rudeness and no doubt send the girls screaming from the room in search of the fearsome Mrs. T.

He swallows. He simply must stop from humiliating himself. But it's so difficult as the girls play with his cock and balls as though deliberately trying to cause him to ejaculate.

Meha pulls his heavy penis down and lets it spring up...

...delighted at the way it bounces under its own weight.

Unheard by any of the people in the room, handywoman Eva has slipped quietly in. She stops in her tracks at the site in front of her. Whatever are these young people up to?

Hearing the woman's gasp, Amanda, Meha and Leonard look round. Leonard gulps, sure he's in deep trouble now.

"And just WHAT is going on here?" she enquires.

Before Leonard can even think of an excuse the woman continues. "Are you the one who's broken one of the lockers?" She points at him accusingly.

"Out of my way, let me get to it," she pushes her way through the group and brushes past the naked lad. He feels a brief sense of relief that she seems more concerned about the locker than his nudity.

Eva marches briskly over to the locker and starts fiddling with it. 'These youngsters,' she thinks to herself, 'no respect for property.'

"I bet you tried to yank it didn't you!" She grumbles. "I, er, I only," Leonard stammers - but she interrupts. He finds it impossible to concentrate with the two girls continuing to grope him.

"It's a good job I have my bag of tools with me. I'll have it fixed in a jiffy." She begins rummaging in her bag whilst Leonard stands there bemused and unsure what to do.

Her bag is full of all the tools and bits and pieces she needs to maintain The Windermere Hostel.

At last she finds what she is looking for and gets to work trying to free the lock with a screwdriver.

She turns around to Leonard, "You're naked! And wet!" As though she's only just noticed his nudity.

"Yes. I erm, couldn't find any towels in the shower."

"Well you wouldn't would you. Because they are all at the laundry. You lot get through so many towels it's impossible to keep up!"

"But I might just have something in here you can use to dry yourself off with." Leonard breathes a sigh of relief - at last he'll be able to cover himself up.

But his mood is short lived as Eva pulls out a tiny hand towel.

She hands it to him as though doing him a huge favour. "There you go!" "Erm, thanks," he finally manages.

He looks forlornly at the tiny piece of material in his hands - no good for covering anything.

Still, at least he can dry himself off. Then when the woman gets his locker open he can get dressed and get out of this strange place.

Before he can do anything, Amanda grabs the towel off him and starts rubbing it against his exposed skin. "We will help you," she exclaims.

The feeling of helplessness returns as the girls start carefully drying his penis and testicles. His erection starts to throb once again and he can feel the sense of arousal returning.

Amanda and Meha rub the rough material against his sensitive cock and churning balls.

Once more he feels an orgasm begin to build deep inside him with the fear that he might not be able to stop himself this time.

He tries to think of something to distract himself from the girls' attentions - but their ministrations are overpowering.

Amanda blows on him to help dry him off - the warmth of her breath making his skin tingle.

The girls exchange knowing glances as Meha squeezes his cock and slides her hand back and forth. "We must be making sure it is totally dry," she says.

Amanda looks up at him. "I think we need to make sure the other side is dry too!"

Before he can protest the girls spin him round so his backside is on display. He's shocked at the thought of them giving his arse the same amount of attention as his cock.

But he daren't say anything to upset them in case they go and tell the landlady. So he bites his lip as they begin towelling his unprotected buttocks.

Eva turns to look. 'Those girls certainly seem very thorough!" She thinks to herself, impressed.

Meha slides her hand up his thigh, taking her time and admiring his firm round posterior.

He must play a lot of sports to have such a muscular behind.

Leonard breathes in sharply as Amanda's hand wanders dangerously close to his arse-crack.

Hearing the noise, Eva can't help but look again - enjoying the spectacle of the two fully clothed girls taking charge of the handsome young man.

Suddenly with a loud metallic ping the locker door springs open - to Leonard's undisguised relief. At long last he can regain his dignity and get dressed.

Meha and Amanda applaud excitedly as he rushes over, finally starting to relax now his ordeal is over.

"It's a good job you had your tools with you," he says to Eva. "I would have been in so much trouble if you hadn't been able to get it open."

"All in a day's work," she replies modestly, secretly pleased at getting recognition for her hard work for once.

"You never know what you're going to come across in this job. Why, I have to carry all sorts of things around with me just in case!" She ferrets around in her bag again.

"Like this rope," she says - pulling out some very strong looking cord. "I've never had to use it - but one day I know it'll come in handy."

Seeing the rope has given Amanda an idea, and she turns to Meha. The two girls rapidly speak in a language Leonard cannot understand - but he immediately starts to feel nervous again.

"Could we borrow this?" Asks Meha sweetly. "I don't see why not. As long as you return it," says Eva wondering what use the girls can have for some old rope.

Before he has time to react, Amanda starts to loop the rope around his wrist. Alarm bells start going off in his head. "Now girls," he begins, "I like a bit of fun as much as the next man - but I really need to get dressed." Meha looks him straight in the eye and he realises he has no choice but to go along with whatever the girls want of him.

The relief he felt at finally getting his locker open was short-lived for Leonard. He was hoping he could get his clothes out and get dressed at last - but the girls have other ideas. Seeing a strong looking rope in handywoman Eva's tool bag, Amanda has come up with a new way to have some fun with the helpless lad. If he's tightly bound they'll have complete access to his fit young body without him able to fight them off...

Leonard watches with horror as the girls start looping the rope around and around his wrists. He daren't say anything in case they turn on him. He knows if they got upset and started making a fuss it would be he who would be in trouble.

"No, no - stop what you're doing," says Eva firmly. Leonard breathes a sigh of relief - at last this woman is going to put a stop to things before they get any more out of hand.

"You're making a right mess of it!" Having decided this must be some strange foreign ritual that she doesn't understand, Eva feels she should at least offer the benefit of her experience.

Leonard's heart sinks as the older woman grabs hold of the dangling rope and starts to show the girls what to do. "Like this," she says, "otherwise it will just work loose and fall off."

He feels powerless to stop them as between them they bind his wrists together. What would Edward say if he walked in and saw him tied up and under the control of a group of females?

There is also the pressing matter of getting ready for the important gala dinner. But matters are totally out of his hand - he has no choice but to go along with things and hope they let him free.

"What the?" He stammers as Amanda and Meha lift his arms above his head and hook them over the locker door.

"Please girls, I have to get ready!" He pleads.

But they pointedly ignore him, not interested in what he has to say as they are enjoying themselves so much. He can't get over how quickly and efficiently they have him bound and helpless.

Meha looks him right in the eye. "There," she says, "that's much better isn't it?" He doesn't know what they have in mind, but his fear begins to increase at the glint in her eye.

The two girls fall upon his exposed body and he gasps as Meha grasps his nipple and pinches it sharply. Not wanting to appear ignorant of foreign customs, Eva thinks it a good idea to join in and eagerly starts touching his firm flesh.

He doesn't like being so out of control of the situation, yet his body starts to respond to the hands wandering all over him.

"I think he likes it," comments Amanda as her hand wanders down to his crotch and she cups it round his cock and balls. He swallows, realising that these uninhibited girls know just how to drive a man into a sexual frenzy.

His penis starts to harden once again as her hand presses it down. He feels betrayed by his own body, made to get aroused against his will.

At the same time it feels so nice having three women focussing so much on his body, leaving him confused and unsure how to react.

"Does he mind us doing this to him?" Asks Eva - surprised at the casual way the girls toy with the young man's naked body. "Oh of course not," says Amanda before Leonard can speak, "he'd be insulted if we didn't."

She shoots him a warning look that tells him to keep his mouth shut. He's learning that these foreign backpackers are not quite as sweet and innocent as he first thought.

He tries desperately to think of a way out of this, but it's hard to focus with all the stimulation he's receiving.

As though able to read his mind, Amanda gives him another look and he realises his situation is hopeless. He'll have to endure whatever the girls have in store for him and will only be released when they are finished.

It's an affront to his masculinity to be treated in such an offhand manner, but bound and surrounded by the giggling females he's totally trapped.

Meha flicks his ever thickening penis and smiles happily as it bounces up and down under its own weight. She and Amanda are having such an interesting trip - she can't wait to get back home and tell her girlfriends all about it!

Eva looks on, thrilled to be able to take part in the fun and explore the athletic man's unclothed body for herself.

"Look, he's enjoying it," says Amanda, trying to coax a smile out of Leonard - who just about manages a grimace.

"When you burst into our room naked we didn't know what to think! We thought you were one of those perverts come to harm us. It's a good thing that you've been so cooperative," there's a hint of menace in Amanda's voice.

"Yes," agrees Meha, "if you hadn't been so nice we might have got scared and called for help." She idly tugs on his penis while she speaks. Her words send a chill to his heart but at the same time her touch excites him.

She expertly stimulates his genitals inducing an intense desire to cum once again.

Leonard struggles mentally between anger at being tricked into such a predicament and lust at the way his exposed privates are being worked on by the exotic young woman.

Mrs. T was passing by the door when her attention was caught by girlish giggling coming from within. Something arouses her suspicions and she decides to investigate.

She marches into the room and is horrified by the sight that meets her eyes.

Leonard's blood runs cold and he gulps - now he's for it!

"And what prey tell is going on here?" She demands angrily. Whilst happy to let boys and girls share a dorm in order to make the most money, she doesn't allow any funny business under her roof.

She looks Leonard up and down in disgust, shocked at the scene of a naked man exposing himself in front of the two girls and her handywoman. "Erm," he mumbles, trying to think of a way to talk his way out of this.

"Well?" She looks at him coldly. "You'd better have a very good reason for this appalling behaviour or I'll throw you out in the street right now! And no refund."

"My locker," he starts, fear preventing him from forming intelligible sentences, "jammed. No towels! I couldn't get dressed." He knows it sounds so implausible but he simply must convince her.

"Is this true girls?" the angry woman asks. "He showed me his foreskin," says Meha meekly, "and told me to touch it."

"Exactly as I thought," says Mrs. T - incandescent with rage at the way the man has behaved in front of the innocent foreign girls, "he's a PERVERT and must be punished!"

"I know just how to treat nasty little exhibitionists like you! I used to be a headmistress and I'll soon teach you a lesson you won't forget in a hurry."

Leonard's stomach turns over at the thought of what punishment this terrifying woman might be about to inflict on him. He wants to blurt out the truth - that the girls took advantage of him - but he knows she'll never believe him.

"Eva," she says, turning to woman at his side, "do you have anything suitable for a good spanking in that bag of yours?"

"I have just the thing," Eva replies, handing over a wooden paddle. Leonard doesn't like the look of the hard wooden object as it's passed to Mrs. T.

"Right then, I'll make sure you don't go upsetting my guests again." She slaps the paddle against her palm threateningly and Leonard instinctively cowers from her.

"Turn him around please ladies," she asks, "I need access to his backside."

He struggles uselessly as his tormentors grab him and twist him around.

He feels a cool breeze across his exposed buttocks and shivers at the thought of what is to come.

Mrs. T smiles at the sight of his pert buttocks - a good solid target for her to aim at. Ah - this takes her back to the old days of punishing naughty young men with her cane.

Leonard feels horribly vulnerable, wishing he could just run away. But where would he go without any clothes? And the four females could easily overpower him in his bound state.

He has to fight back tears as the full horror of his predicament hits him.

"You filthy, filthy boy," says Mrs. T, "I'll show you what happens to young men who give in to their base desires."

"You disgust me!" Her words cut him like a knife. All he ever wanted was a towel to dry himself with and to get into his locker to get dressed - now he's being branded a pervert!

He grits his teeth as she runs her hand over his buttocks, trying to prepare himself for the spanking he's about to receive.

"I'll soon put an end to your selfish ways."

With Amanda giggling behind him Leonard feels wretched. It's so unfair that he's getting blamed for a situation totally out of his control. He's been manipulated by the girls all along. Now he must endure whatever punitive measures Mrs. T sees fit to meter out.

Leonard is utterly terrified. Not only has he been caught completely nude and vulnerable, but the girls have managed to convince everyone that he is to blame! Now the landlady has branded him a pervert and the thunderous look on her face tells him he is in for a tough time. With a paddle in her hand and a determined look in her eyes it's clear she's not messing around.

Leonard fights back tears at the thought of what's about to happen. To be spanked like a naughty schoolboy is the ultimate humiliation. But the girls have got the upper hand and he knows there's nothing he can do.

Mrs. T sizes up his behind and brings the paddle back, using all her strength to strike his exposed buttocks. Meha and Amanda watch with undisguised excitement.

WHACK! The wooden object makes contact with his bottom with a loud slapping noise that makes Amanda gasp.

Leonard lets out a yelp of pain, jerking his head back at the shock of it. A big red mark on his bum cheek shows where the blow landed.

"I'll show you what happens to naughty boys who don't show the girls proper respect!" Mrs. T bellows, momentarily back at her old school where she would regularly have to punish the male students for improper behaviour.

"See girls," she says, proud of her work, "you have to make sure you leave a red mark like that so he never forgets the consequences of giving in to his base desires."

She grabs a handful of his flesh still smarting from the slap and pinches hard as if to drive home her point.

"Now we need to even it up," she says, once again raising the paddle to give him another hard smack.

THWACK! Despite being prepared this time, the sharp pain still shoots through his body and causes him to cry out.

Meha looks on with admiration at how totally confident and in control the landlady is. She's also impressed at the expert way she wields the wooden paddle.

Getting into the swing of things Mrs. T proceeds to repeatedly spank Leonard's arse, striking the same spot over and over again.

Each time it hurts a little bit more and the helpless man can do nothing to stop it. He bites his own arm to try and stifle his cries of pain.

Amanda too is excited seeing the handsome man's buttocks get redder and redder and wishes Mrs. T would give her a go.

But the determined woman is totally focussed on the task in hand, expressing her utter disgust that this man should expose himself to two innocent female backpackers.

And getting one of them to touch his erect penis too! The poor girl must be traumatised. Her anger translates into ever harder strikes which will leave his behind bruised for days.

After what feels like an eternity to Leonard, Mrs. T decides he's had enough of the paddle and stops to admire her handiwork.

"Yes," she says, "that should serve as a reminder of what happens to men who expose themselves in this establishment!"

Fighting the urge to give this terrible woman a piece of his mind, Leonard tries to calm himself with the consolation that his punishment is now over. Now he can get dressed and get out of this place. He doesn't care if every other hotel is booked up - he'll sleep on a park bench if he has to! But one thing's for certain, there's no way he's staying here a minute longer.

Eva runs her hand over Leonard's bottom, feeling the warmth emanating from the angry red marks. She never knew her boss was so resourceful. And to think - she might otherwise have carried the paddle around in her bag for years and never used it.

"Meha," says Mrs. T, a thought occurring to her, "since he made you do such an appalling act I think you should punish him too." Leonard's ears prick up - surely he's already been punished enough?

"But!" Leonard starts to protest. Eager to get a chance to enjoy his exposed body further, Meha quickly swaps places with the landlady. "Shall I put my finger up his bottom?" she asks meekly. "What a splendid idea," agrees Mrs. T.

Her hand hovers uncertainly near Leonard's anus. He gulps, surely she's not about to put her finger in his arse?

With encouragement from Mrs. T, she presses her finger against the resistant opening. Leonard takes a deep breath - it looks like his worst fears are well founded.

"Don't be afraid to use all your strength," says the landlady, "he'll probably try to clench but if you keep pushing you'll get in." Leonard blinks back tears. He can't believe what they are about to do! His anus is not something to be toyed with by girls.

Despite his best efforts, she manages to drive her finger through his sphincter and into his anal cavity. He winces as he experiences a totally new and disturbing sensation.

As she pushes her finger deeper inside him it feels like a red hot poker is being rammed into his behind. He tries his hardest not to shout out in pain but it's so difficult to keep himself under control.

"Well done," says Mrs. T, "that's just right. Now wiggle your finger in and out and it'll really drive home the message that it's not acceptable to do such perverted things to innocent young women."

Happy to oblige, Meha pulls her finger out causing Leonard yet more excruciating torment.

She plunges it back in, finding it much easier this time.

As far as he's concerned his anus is strictly off-limits and it's horribly humiliating to have it breached by a group of giggling girls. He tries to pull away but with the locker in front and women all around him - there's nowhere to go.

Meha withdraws her finger, giving him a brief moment of respite. He breathes out, wondering if his ordeal is finally over.

But almost immediately she starts again, this time thrusting two fingers at once into his anus.

Leonard thought one finger was bad enough, but two being rammed inside him nearly makes him jump out of his own skin in shock.

He feels so wretched and helpless as the girl continues to penetrate his virgin arse with her fingers. He desperately wants to shout obscenities at the people causing him so much pain. But he knows that would make matters a hundred times worse. Who knows what Mrs. T would do then?

Meha glances up at him, seeing the pain written across his angry face. It's an amazing feeling of power to have over someone, knowing you're the first person to enter their anus.

Finding his sphincter less resistant than before she drives her fingers in deeper and harder, enjoying the sensation of him wincing away from her.

He looks down at the group of females all paying unwanted attention to his backside. It feels so unfair that he's being treated like this when it wasn't his fault that there were no towels in this dump!

Mrs. T is pleased to see the pretty young woman taking the initiative. After what she's been through it seems only right and proper that she be the one to teach this disgusting man the error of his ways.

"That's perfect," she says to her new protégé, "nice and deep." Leonard glowers with impotent anger.

Meha is enjoying herself hugely. It's been so easy to trick this athletic young man into being their plaything!

She senses his rage but knows full well he daren't say anything. After all, he's the one who is naked while she, Amanda and the two older women are all fully clothed.

Finally Meha withdraws her fingers one last time and sits looking at his sphincter. "There," says Mrs. T, "he'll not forget that in a hurry!"

The women stand, leaving his backside battered and bruised but at least the sharp pain is starting to subside and he breathes a sigh of relief.

The landlady, repairwoman and two backpackers surround him and spin him around so his heavy penis and testicles bob into view once more.

With a sinking feeling he realises that they haven't finished with him yet. "You see it's no wonder men like this get aroused so easily," explains Mrs. T, "they are simply full to the brim with testosterone."

Amanda and Meha murmur their agreement. It must be so awkward for men to walk around with these big dangling appendages between their legs.

"But I have a tried and trusted method that never fails to reduce inappropriate sexual urges in perverted males such as this," the woman continues and Leonard starts to feel sick. What could this fearsome woman have in store for him now? "What we need to do is empty his balls!"

With his sensitive arse still stinging from Meha's fingers, and his buttocks tingling from the repeated paddling, Leonard is regretting ever having entered the Windermere Hostel. Things have got totally out of hand and he finds himself trapped and totally at the mercy of the stern landlady, her trusted handywoman and the two manipulative girls. From Mrs. T's last words it seems he's going to have to endure further humiliation before she decides he's been suitably punished for his crimes.

"Yes," continues the dominant older woman, "we'll soon be able to correct his inappropriate behaviour and teach him what happens to filthy men who try to take advantage of my guests."

"I hope so," says Amanda innocently, "we wouldn't want him scaring any other girls like he did Meha and me."

Meha continues to manipulate his penis, rolling the foreskin back and forth across his glans and driving the captive lad wild.

Every time she tugs on his cock he feels himself closer to climaxing. He tries to resist but her delicate touch is breaking down his defences.

Amanda reaches down and grasps his testicles in her hand, squeezing them till he moans - knowing full well the effect she's having on him.

The four women are focussed totally on his private parts, watching as his member starts to harden and twitch in Meha's grip.

"His balls - they are moving!" Amanda suddenly pulls her hand away. "Yes," explains Mrs. T, "that means he's becoming aroused. Men are quite disgusting creatures."

"You have to drain them of sperm regularly, otherwise they become uncontrollable."

"Don't worry though," she says brightly, "it's very easy to do - takes no time at all. And afterwards they are completely docile and do just what they are told!"

Leonard tries to block out the woman's voice and ignore the sensations in his groin that are steadily building. He hates being so totally at the mercy of the landlady and the mischievous girls.

It's an affront to his masculinity yet there is nothing he can do about it as they idly toy with his penis and testicles.

"You see men are basically animals and you have to treat them as such," Mrs. T concludes.

Leonard looks down as Meha continues to masturbate him feeling utterly wretched.

With his hands bound there is absolutely nothing he can do to stop her. And her ministrations are making him desperate to shot his load.

It's all so confusing for the young business executive. He still cannot quite understand how he ended up in this predicament. He's meant to be getting ready for an important dinner - yet here he is helpless and at the mercy of the four females.

Amanda gives him a knowing look - reminding him that he'd better not try to resist. He knows full well that she has the landlady wrapped around her little finger and could make things a whole lot worse for him.

She smiles to herself as she thinks about how easy it was for her and Meha to manipulate the situation and get Leonard in a compromising position. This has been just the best holiday - she can't wait to tell all her friends!

Meha squeezes his testicles, feeling them writhe in her grip. His penis throbs in her hand and she can tell by the soft moans coming from him that she's having the desired effect.

The women giggle as they explore his naked body with their hands, totally unconcerned for his feelings.

Leonard knows what is expected of him, yet still he tries instinctively to fight against it. It feels totally wrong that these women should be milking him as though he were a lowly animal.

He should be the one in control. And yet his body is responding to the overwhelming stimulus and he's aware that he cannot hold out much longer.

"Feel free to be quite rough with him," says Mrs. T to a smiling Meha.

"I think he likes it," says Amanda, staring at him so intently he has to look away. He feels intensely humiliated by how his own body is betraying him.

"Oh look!" Exclaims Meha, "it's got bigger!" As she rigorously manhandles him his penis gets even harder.

She tickles his balls and the urge for release starts to take over.

His heart beats ten to the dozen. Why won't these women just leave him alone?

Meha regards his engorged penis with interest; fascinated by the way the foreskin slides over the bulging head.

She wonders at the big heavy testicles too - they look pretty full. She can sense that it won't be long now and speeds up her stroke.

Leonard gasps, feeling the orgasm build deep inside him, getting lost in the sensation.

Suddenly Meha stops, bringing him round with a jolt. She pulls his throbbing penis down and lets it ping back up again.

I slaps uncomfortably against his stomach and bobs up and down. "Yes - very good!" Mrs. T is pleased to see the young woman being so creative.

Eva is mesmerised by the action going on in front of her. She's in awe of the way her boss has taken charge of the situation and also the way the girls seem to be unperturbed by the nude male before them.

It's as though fondling a naked man's penis and testicles were a common occurrence for them. Perhaps in their country it is! She must find out where they are from and arrange a visit.

Amanda takes over from Meha. "I believe we won't have much longer to wait," says the landlady, "Eva, can you put down an old sheet? We don't want him making a mess on the floor."

But before the handywoman has a chance to react, Leonard lets out a deep moan as the powerful strength of the orgasm erupts.

"NO! DON'T YOU DARE!" Shouts Mrs. T realising what's about to happen.

But Leonard is too far gone to stop now and the first strand of sperm shoots from the end of his penis.

The sense of release is immediate and consumes him. Wave after wave of pleasure wash over him.

His balls empty themselves as more and more semen pumps out.

"FILTHY BOY!" Screams the landlady, horrified to see the sticky white liquid ejected all over her carpet.

Amanda and Meha are delighted that they have managed to bring him off between them. They could sense his resistance yet they got exactly what they wanted.

"Have you any idea how difficult it is to get semen out of a carpet?" Mrs. T is livid but her words are meaningless to Leonard who stands there with a stupid grin on his face.

Basking in the warm post-orgasmic glow Leonard is rendered insensible. "I'll wipe that silly smirk off your face young man! Eva, get some duct tape."

"I've never witnessed such an inconsiderate act. Just look at my poor carpet!" His penis is so sensitive still that at the slightest touch more liquid leaks out from the end.

He sighs, totally spent as the last strands of semen dribble onto the floor.

"You are going to pay for this young man," the landlady's tone is low and threatening. Amanda and Meha watch intently to see if any more stuff is going to come out but it seems his testicles must finally be drained.

"I'm going to charge you for having my carpet professionally cleaned." Eva stands ready with the duct tape awaiting her boss' instructions.

Leonard glances sideways, noticing the strip of tape the woman next to him is holding. His mind is still fuzzy from the hormones racing around his body and he doesn't understand what it's for. "I couldn't help it," he mumbles aware that the landlady is angry with him.

"Eva, shut him up please - I don't want to hear another word from him."

Eva quickly sticks the tape across his mouth, silencing him. The world seems to be drifting in and out of focus for poor Leonard and he offers no resistance.

"Now, you are going to stand there for as long as it takes for you to see the error of your ways. I'm going to be watching you like a hawk and the slightest sign of perverted behaviour and I'll make you sorry you were born." The bound and gagged man tries hard not to sob wondering just how long he's going to have to stand stark naked with this terrible woman standing guard.

Leonard has found himself in a very awkward position. Tied up and now gagged, the helpless young man has been made to ejaculate and is totally exhausted. But the angry Mrs. T has no plans to release him any time soon and insists he remain there till he has learned his lesson. As he stands, head bowed in shame, he wonders where his work colleague has got to. If he's not released soon they'll never make it to the all important gala dinner!

Unable to make a sound, Leonard stands awkwardly - wondering just how long Mrs. T intends to hold him captive. He can feel her angry gaze burning in to him while the two girls and the handywoman watch him to see if he'll dare try to get free.

At that moment Edward returns from the showers. From what he can see with the towel on his head, the room looks empty. 'Thank God those girls have gone!' He thinks to himself.

He walks in, trying to get the soap out of his eyes and oblivious to the group of women surrounding his bound friend in the corner.

Mrs. T looks at him in disgust as he passes. Another one who wanders around her hostel naked! Why can't these young men keep themselves covered up?

Eva can't help but stare at his broad frame and firm buttocks, comparing him to the other man restrained next to her.

Edward is deep in thought, worrying about the important dinner they're due to attend. He tries to dry himself as best he can with the tiny little towel he found.

Meha and Amanda exchange glances as they see Edward striding by. Here's someone else they can have some fun with! The landlady wrinkles her nose, waiting to see if he exhibits the same perverted behaviour as the one she's already caught.

If she'd have known that she's be spending half her time punishing wayward young men she'd never have opened this bloody hostel.

Still, at least she's managed to put a stop to Leonard's perverted games. And the girls don't seem too traumatised by their ordeal.

Edward thinks back to his earlier encounter with the two foreign backpackers. They were both very pretty. But his shyness got the better of him and he had to flee the room before he embarrassed himself by getting an erection.

Trying hard to suppress their giggles, Amanda and Meha creep up on the nude man. Mrs. T remains with Leonard to make sure he doesn't get up to any funny business. She's confident that the two girls have learned how to handle any inappropriate behaviour.

The two girls separate and come at him from both sides. Edward remains blissfully unaware of the presence of the four females and stands with his genitals on full display.

"Hello again Mister Silly!" says Meha as she taps him on the shoulder. Edward spins round in shock at the sound of her voice. "What the?" he manages to say - horrified to discover that he is not alone.

He immediately covers himself with the skimpy towel but Amanda leaps round and makes a grab for it. "Now come on girls," he says, trying to make a joke out of it.

"Stop it!" He tries to hold the small piece of material down as Amanda lifts it to see what's underneath.

The proximity of the two girls causes him to get aroused almost instantly and as Amanda places her hand on his crotch his penis springs to attention. "Oh erm," he mumbles ashamedly while Meha starts to pull the towel from the other side.

Amanda takes hold of the bulge and gives it a squeeze, feeling it harden in her grip. She knows that they now have complete control over him. Men are always led by their erections.

Edward gasps as her fingers tighten around his member. He knows it's wrong for him to get an erection in front of these two girls but he simply cannot help himself.

"Ooh look!" Exclaims Amanda as his penis pokes out from underneath the green fabric. He covers his face in embarrassment; it's all too much for the shy young man.

Amanda lifts the towel up so that his privates are fully exposed, hanging heavily between his legs.

"It's OK," says Amanda soothingly, "we don't mind that you exposed yourself to us earlier."

'Aha!' Thinks Mrs. T, 'So there are two exhibitionist miscreants in the room.' Meha reaches round and takes Edward's engorged penis in her hand causing it to stiffen further.

Amanda leans forward to get a closer look and peers intently at the tip, stroking it with her finger.

"Your friend, he has a foreskin on his penis but you don't," exclaims Amanda, fascinated.

"May we compare them?" She continues to manipulate his genitals without waiting for his consent.

He feels totally helpless as the two girls take him in hand. He clenches his fists to try and distract himself but the feelings of lust are overwhelming.

Mrs. T watches intently in case the girls need her assistance. She can't quite see what is going on but they seem to be on top of the situation.

"I think your one is bigger than your friend's," says Amanda having had the chance to evaluate both.

"Look how thick it is, I can barely push it down!"

"I wonder what your friend would say if he could see you now," she teases and Edward gulps. Leonard would tease him mercilessly if he saw how terrified he was of the two girls.

Edward has never been able to relax around women, always nervous that he'd say or do the wrong thing. To be trapped between two such pretty and confident girls is totally mind-blowing for him.

Mrs. T regards him distastefully. How dare he flaunt his naked body like that in front of two such innocent girls?

"I have to get dressed," he pleads, "We've got an important gala dinner to go to later." But Amanda merely stares at him silently.

"He's very strong isn't he," says Meha unable to resist running her hands up and down his exposed flesh. Amanda joins in, squeezing his firm thighs.

Edward realises they aren't about to let go of him and starts to worry that he'll be late. But he's too much in their thrall to pull away from them.

He finds himself starting to enjoy being the object of their attentions, flexing his muscles so they can feel them. Their hands wandering all over his body excites him and he stops trying to fight his natural desires.

He starts to feel a little more confident. The girls seem to be really into him and he feels a warm glow spreading up from his groin.

"This is very strong too!" Exclaims Meha as she hefts his weighty cock and balls in her hand.

The two girls want to take a look at Edward's bottom, so turn the unresisting young man around.

Amanda glances at his penis as it bobs past, pleased to see he's still clearly aroused.

Leonard sees the way the girls have so easily manipulated his friend. He wants to call out but the tape across his mouth prevents him. That and the fear of what the landlady might do if he disobeys her.

Amanda and Meha start stroking his arse and the backs of his thighs. His buttocks seem to be every bit as firm as they hoped they would be.

They carefully inspect their plaything, treating him like an object that exists purely for their pleasure.

A muffled sound from the corner of the room gets Edward's attention and what he sees makes his blood run cold.

"Leonard?" He gasps - not quite able to believe his eyes at the sight of his friend tied up and gagged with the two women standing guard either side of him.

Mrs. T is not able to contain herself any longer. The very sight of this man making these poor young women touch his naked body like this is too much! She storms over determined to put a stop to it.

"How dare you!" She spits out furiously, "In my hostel too! And I thought your friend was bad enough."

Edward backs away from the angry looking woman, realising that he's in a lot of hot water. He has no idea what's going on, nor how he ended up in this situation but the look on her face is enough to make him quake with fear.

Edward has just had the shock of his life. He thought he was alone with just the two giggling girls for company. But now he's seen what has happened to his friend he starts to shake with fear. Stood stark naked with nowhere to hide, he watches as the furious Mrs. T marches over to him. His only hope is to try and talk his way out of this difficult situation.

Edward turns to the girls for support. They know he's innocent. Surely they'll step in and explain to the angry looking woman that it was all just a misunderstanding.

"Come on girls," he pleads, "tell her what happened." Mrs. T stands scowling, waiting impatiently for an explanation.

"Of course!" Says Meha brightly, "You came into our room and showed us your penis!"

"Did he really?" The landlady's voice has a hard edge to it. "No please, I can explain," Edward holds his hands up to try and placate her.

"I do not tolerate lewd behaviour from men who should know better. This is not that kind of establishment," she bellows - barely able to contain her anger.

"You disgust me! If I had my way men like you would be locked up." Leonard feels sorry for his friend but can do nothing about it. The repairwoman has her hands on him and he knows if he even moves she'll call the landlady over and he'll be in even more trouble.

"But I didn't do anything," even as he says the words Edward realises how pathetic they sound. Mrs. T blusters over and grabs him by the arm, shoving him round to face her just as Meha reaches to take hold of his penis.

Despite his fear, his member remains obstinately erect and quivers from side to side as he is manhandled into position.

He looks down at it, wishing it would just go down. He can't help but look guilty with a raging hard-on bobbing between his legs.

Mrs. T regards it with contempt. She despises the way men walk around proudly showing their genitals off as though they were some great prize. Well she'll show this particular specimen how little it impresses her!

She reaches down and grabs hold of it before Edward can react. "So... you think you can go around getting innocent girls like these to pleasure you do you?"

"No, it wasn't like that. It was just an accident. I didn't mean to..." He stumbles over his words trying to explain himself.

"I didn't know they were in the room." He tries to make sense of events but his mind is awhirl and he's distracted by the woman's firm grip on his penis. The landlady fixes him with her steely gaze, clearly not believing a word.

"Do you really expect me to believe that? And why were you walking around naked in the first place? This girl said you exposed yourself to them."

"I put my clothes in the locker," mumbles Edward. "A likely story," she butts in - furious that he seems to be telling lie after lie. All the while she has his cock in her hand knowing full well she has total control over him.

Amanda giggles quietly to herself to see the man in so much trouble. She wonders what punishment Mrs. T will have planned for him.

"Please, let go of my penis," begs Edward. "Not till you provide me with a believable explanation for your shocking behaviour."

"You men are all the same. You think just because you have a penis that it gives you the right to go around terrorising innocent young girls."

"I don't. I didn't mean to. It was all a mistake." He can't focus properly on what he wants to say as the landlady pulls his penis this way and that as though examining it for evidence of his misbehaviour.

She leans forward to take a closer look. It's definitely engorged - the filthy pervert has clearly used these poor girls to stimulate himself.

She tugs on it sharply and Edward is horrified to discover himself getting aroused again. It was understandable with the two pretty girls, but it feels totally wrong to be getting an erection though manipulation by this frumpy older woman.

She feels his balls in her hand, they are starting to churn confirming her suspicions. Edward suddenly has a thought.

"It was the towel," he cuts in, "the towel was too small to cover myself with and it kept falling off." Mrs. T looks at him keenly and he hopes that finally she might see that he's telling the truth.

Amanda obligingly holds up the item in question. The landlady can see that it is indeed very small.

"So you see, I didn't deliberately expose myself at all. It's all been a terrible misunderstanding." He breathes a sigh of relief - surely she must believe his story now.

"But that," she says indicating the small piece of fabric, "is not one of my towels."

"We do not use little green towels here at The Windermere. Why did you not simply collect a proper sized one from reception?" Edward starts getting a sinking feeling again.

"No - it sounds like an excuse to me. You deliberately brought along a towel that was too small knowing full well it wouldn't cover you up. And you've now traumatised these two sweet girls."

Edward is unsure what to do. Everything he says seems to make matters worse. "Do you know what you are?" She asks in an icy voice.

She leans towards him and the hairs on the back of his neck stands up. "You young man are a dirty little pervert." He hangs his head in shame at her harsh words.

"And I will not stand for it," her voice increases in volume and Edward flinches.

"You will be punished for your actions just like your friend was." With that she grabs hold of him and twists him around.

He doesn't even try and resist. He's locked in a state of fear as he wonders what punishment she has in mind. Having seen Leonard bound and gagged he doubts it will be very pleasant.

The determined woman pushes him forward onto the bed, revealing his firm backside. Amanda and Meha look on with interest as the big man blunders onto the bed between them.

He gets onto all fours as instructed by the landlady, not daring to disobey her when she seems so volatile. The two girls exchange glances - this looks like it's going to be fun!

Unable to offer any assistance, Leonard looks on forlornly. He's been on the receiving end of Mrs. T's anger and knows just how it feels to be totally humiliated by her, the two girls and the handywoman. The landlady stares at Edward's exposed bottom - time to get started!

Mrs. T is furious with Edward, convinced that he has been taking advantage of the two female backpackers and exposing himself to them. He tried desperately to explain that it's all an innocent mistake - but she won't have any of it. His defence fell flat the moment he got an erection in front of the assembled group. Now he's about to feel the full extent of the landlady's anger and the experience will change him for life.

"There, that's done. Nice and tight - he'll not get out of these bonds." Handywoman Eva is pleased with her work, having tied Edward's wrists to the bed frame. He tries pulling on them but there is no escape.

He can hear the women giggling above him and he feels totally helpless. He has no idea what they have planned but he doesn't like the fact that his muscular backside is exposed and unprotected.

The women run their hands down his back, unnerving him as they openly discuss his body. He's never been treated like this before and their cold evaluation of him fills him with dread.

"You often find that sporty types like this one are the worst offenders," explains Mrs. T, encouraging the others to feel Edward's broad shoulders and back.

Eva is only too keen to join in and get her hands on such a fine specimen. "It's all that testosterone, it makes them behave like animals - ready to expose their genitals to anyone," continues the landlady.

"But I have ways of dealing with the likes of you," she utters - her words making his blood run cold. He tests the bonds again but they are tied tight and there is no give in them.

"You are a disgusting little pervert, and I shall see to it that your filthy habits are curtailed."

"Now," she says leaning over his buttocks, "let's take a look shall we." He feels her hands on his bottom and freezes instantly. 'What the?' He thinks to himself.

He can feel her pulling his cheeks apart. It's the strangest sensation and he tries to resist with all his might.

But then Amanda lends a hand and between them they overpower him and expose his puckered sphincter to the air.

"Men are very funny about their anuses," exclaims Mrs. T, "they are very protective of them."

"A finger or two up there can work wonders in reducing their overactive sexual drives." Edward gulps - surely she's not going to put her finger up his bottom?

"Oh yes, I'm sure you're right," agrees Amanda wholeheartedly, remembering with pleasure the look on Leonard's face when Meha jammed her fingers up him.

Mrs. T grins, she'll soon have this disgusting creature under her control and make sure he's no longer a danger to her female guests. Amanda and Meha peer inquisitively at his anus noting how different it is to Leonard's. It seems smaller and tighter somehow.

Edward tries to prepare himself for what is about to happen. But he's never experienced anything like this before. He's never had anything up his bottom and the very thought of it makes him sick to his stomach.

"That's right," the landlady encourages Meha, "press your finger into his anus." Edward can feel her fingertip on his sphincter and clenches it closed with all his might.

But having practiced on Leonard the girl knows that with enough pressure she can drive her finger deep inside him whether he wants it or not.

Edward experiences a stabbing pain from his backside that makes him gasp with shock. Even though the girl's finger is very small and slender it feels like a huge iron rod has just been rammed up his arse.

"Push it in as hard as you like," says Mrs. T and Meha happily complies. Meanwhile the stern older woman tugs on Edward's penis which sends contradictory pulses of pleasure alongside the pain.

"You can tell by his reaction that the simple act of inserting your finger up his bottom is working. His penis isn't nearly as hard as it was. But there's still more work to be done."

Bound and gagged in the corner, Leonard looks over in sympathy as his colleague has to endure the same punishment he experienced earlier. His own sphincter still throbs from when Meha's fingers invaded his anus.

"You're doing really well. But perhaps a second finger would be even more effective," says the fierce woman. "No!" Begs Edward but he knows he has absolutely no say in the matter.

He braces himself and buries his face in the pillow to stop himself from screaming as Meha lines up two fingers and starts to apply pressure.

"Aaargh!" The pain is even more intense this time as the girl slides both fingers into his resistant arse. "Keep going," orders the landlady and Meha presses in as far as she can.

Edward grits his teeth and winces as the girl fucks him with her fingers. As well as the physical sensation there is the utter humiliation for a man to be penetrated in such a way. And he's starkly aware that his friend Leonard is there to witness every second.

As with Leonard, Meha enjoys the sense of power she has as she sliders her fingers in and out of his virginal hole.

She can elicit a moan from the big man simply by driving her fingers deep into his anus. She's learning an awful lot about men on this trip and can't wait to get home and put her newly learnt skills to good use.

Leonard closes his eyes as the sound of his friend's howls becomes too much. It's going to be so difficult for the two of them to work together in future, each knowing the other's shameful secret.

The pain never subsides and Edward never manages to get used to the sensation of having something inside his anal passage. The landlady's manipulation of his penis just makes it all the worse as he finds himself starting to get aroused once again.

His stretched sphincter is able to offer no resistance to the girl as she invades his arse with her fingers over and over again.

He struggles against the bonds and arches his back to try and get free but it's utterly hopeless. Eva pushes presses him down and the others grab hold to make sure he cannot escape them.

"Do you know, I think the filthy creature is starting to get erect again!" Says Mrs. T with ire, "We need to do something more drastic to take his mind off his penis."

'What could be more drastic than two fingers up the bum?' Wonders Edward in fear.

He soon finds out as Meha squeezes all her fingers together and he feels them brushing against his cheeks. The older woman and the young backpacker grin at each other - they know just how to distract this randy man from his filthy thoughts.

Edward cries out with shock as Meha works all four fingers into his anus. It's a whole new level of pain as she stretches his sphincter muscle even further to accommodate her whole hand.

Once inside he can feel her stretch her fingers out and he whimpers in discomfort and disgust.

He thrashes around but it's all to no avail - the women have him just where they want him - there's no escaping his punishment.

"Serves you right for being a selfish pervert," Mrs. T admonishes, "perhaps this will make you think twice before exposing yourself to innocent young girls."

She turns back to his penis and begins pulling on it furiously. Meanwhile Meha twists and turns her hand around to open his anus right up.

His whole body is alive with pain, yet he also experiences little moments of pleasure as his penis is played with. It's all so confusing for the poor lad and he would give anything for it to stop.

He arches his back and tries to pull away but Meha simply leans forward and makes sure her hand remains inside him. It's the most excruciating experience of his life and a deep sense of shame overwhelms him.

From his position Leonard cannot help but watch his friend's debasement even though he knows he shouldn't. The way the girl effortlessly thrusts her hand up Edward's backside both fascinates and repulses him.

"You can't get away from me," bellows Mrs. T, "you'll stay there and take your punishment till I say otherwise."

"So help me you'll regret upsetting these two innocent young women - I'll see to that!"

Edward sobs into the pillow feeling wretched. All he wanted to do was take a shower! And now here he is, tied to the bed with four women around him and one of them fucking his arse with her fingers. Surely he's been punished enough?

Edward's anus throbs painfully from Meha shoving her fingers up there. The inexperienced business executive is just about done in. But Mrs. T seems determined to punish him fully for upsetting her young female guests. The foreign backpackers are delighted with how things have turned out - having turned a simple misunderstanding into an excuse to grope and humiliate the young man. Now they wait keenly to see what the angry landlady will do next.

The women have dragged Edward off the bed and tied him to the locker as they did with Leonard. He'd hoped his punishment would be over, but it seems there is more to come.

Meha makes a grab for his penis, which is still semi-erect despite everything.

He feels helpless as she takes it in her hand and squeezes it hard. He seems to have no control over his wayward organ which almost immediately hardens.

The others all reach in to touch it, fascinated that he seems to be aroused even after having so many fingers inserted up his bottom.

"I think the dirty little pervert actually enjoying having his bottom penetrated," sneers Mrs. T. Edward is insulted, but daren't answer back for fear of making matters worse.

"Yes, you liked it didn't you?" Teases Amanda, stroking his face with her finger.

Edward feels a deep sense of shame - but despite the pain of it, having his anus stimulated has caused him to get an erection.

As if to highlight it, Meha pulls his penis down and lets it flick back up. It makes a satisfying slapping sound as it bounces off his stomach.

"You men are all the same. Showing your privates off to anyone who'll look at them. Well we don't stand for such behaviour here at the Windermere." Edward grits his teeth at the woman's words starting to get angry himself.

"I know what'll calm you down," she says threateningly, "we'll have to drain you of sperm. That'll put an end to your filthy ways."

Eva and Meha start to examine his balls, squeezing and manipulating them as though measuring how much semen there might be in there. Edward gulps, everything they do seems to get him even more aroused.

"Looks like these are pretty full!" Exclaims Eva, prodding them. All the attention his sexual organs are receiving makes Edward desperate to cum.

"I think we can do something about that," says Mrs. T. Edward's mind is in turmoil. His body is desperate for the release of all its pent up energy.

But he resents being treated like this - being told he will be made to cum as though he has no say in the matter.

As Eva strokes his hard penis he tries his best to fight the sensations that are starting to build up inside him.

The older woman expertly jerks his member up and down and Meha cups her hands round his churning testicles.

The thought of being made to spill his seed for these terrible women is unbearable. Yet the stimulation he's receiving starts to overwhelm him.

He stares helplessly down at his manhood as Amanda takes hold of it. He's totally surrounded by females all eager to play with his unprotected penis and testicles.

Four pairs of hands are on his body, holding him as well as stroking him. Despite the embarrassment of the situation it's the most intense erotic experience he's ever had.

"I don't think it'll be long now," says the landlady knowingly. She can tell by the way his body has stiffened that he's close to giving them what they demand.

Edward is almost mesmerised by the rhythmic way Amanda pulls his penis. His mind is filled with the urgent need to empty his balls.

Meha nudges his balls, fascinated by the way they writhe around. They look so big and heavy - she expects he'll produce a lot more than his friend did.

Amanda speeds up and Edward reaches the point of no return. His whole body tenses and his balls clench tightly.

"Here we go!" Announces Mrs. T as Edward fires a thick stream of sperm from his penis.

Amanda continues to pump away, helping him to jettison the fluid from his full balls.

It flies out and spatters all over the floor, more and more of the stuff coming out.

Meha is pleased to see that she was right - he's definitely producing far more than the other one did. How impressive!

The orgasm washes over Edward, taking over his whole being - and for a few moments all the pain and disgust he felt is gone.

"Look at that!" Remarks Amanda as his penis spurts like a fountain in her grip.

The women gasp with surprise. 'No wonder he kept exposing himself. It must have been dreadfully uncomfortable walking round with so much liquid in his testicles,' thinks Eva to herself.

Finally the eruption stops and Amada releases Edward's penis. "I think these are well and truly empty now," says Eva pulling on his ball sack. Edward breathes a sigh of relief - now they've had what they want they're bound to let him go.

"Wait there," says Amanda hurrying over to her bag, "I'll be right back!" Edward nervously wonders what she has in mind.

She appears seconds later with her camera and before Edward can protest starts snapping pictures of his still hard penis.

She zooms in close and his stomach lurches at the thought of where these pictures might end up.

He hangs his head in shame. Being made to cum was bad enough, now there will be photographic evidence of his humiliation!

He wants to shout at the girl and tell her to stop, but he realises it would be totally pointless. Mrs. T seems happy for her to take photos and the stern older woman is most definitely in charge.

As if to add insult to injury, the girl shows him the pictures she's just taken. The landlady makes him look and he scowls as Amanda flicks through them. She's made sure to get his face in shot so there will be no mistaking who it is.

"I've got a great idea," says Amanda excitedly, "bring him over here..."

The women bundle Edward over to where Leonard is stood and shove the two men together. They stick tape across Edward's mouth so he can't protest but the two men's anger shows clearly on their faces.

"I think we might have made them cross," mocks Mrs. T, "well it serves them right for upsetting my guests."

Amanda wastes no time and starts taking photos of the two bound men with the rest of the women surrounding them.

Meha, Mrs. T and Eva huddle in close like big game hunters posing over their conquered prey.

"These pictures will make great souvenirs of our trip," laughs Amanda, "I'm going to put them all on my travel blog so everyone can see what two English boys look like."

"You'll both be famous in my country. Maybe other girls will come over and take pictures too!" The landlady and handywoman join in with the laughter but Edward and Leonard can't see the funny side.

The thought that one of their work colleagues might come across these pictures is abhorrent. They'd lose all credibility. Their careers would be ruined!

The tape across their mouths prevents them from making anything other than snarling noises - but the two men are furious at being treated like this.

Amanda leans in for a close-up of their angry faces. This will make a great shot for her Facebook profile.

The flash goes off yet again, almost blinding the two men. Still the women around them laugh raucously, the sound only serving to drive home their predicament.

Amanda and Meha check out the pictures. All of them are high definition and very detailed. Even the sweat on the two captive's brows is visible.

"We have to go now," says Amanda, "we have to get to the Internet cafe before it closes so we can upload our pictures." Edward and Leonard both feel sick to their stomachs. But they assume when the girls are gone they'll be able get dressed and get out of this terrible place at last.

The foreign girls kiss their fingers and touch them to the two men's covered lips as they bid them goodbye.

Even Mrs. T gives them a peck on the cheek having decided they have been punished to her satisfaction.

The women all call goodbye and wave as they hurry towards the door. Edward is perplexed to see that the landlady and handywoman appear to be going with the girls.

Who is going to set them free? Surely they aren't going to be left with their arms tied up like this?

But the two older women are already out the door and the two foreign backpackers rush after them, waving and thanking them for a fun time.

Meha is the last out and blows them one final kiss before closing the door behind her leaving the men alone.

They struggle to turn and look at each other. The terrible realisation dawning on them that the girls and the women have lost all interest in them and abandoned them.

Edward fights back tears and Leonard's eyes widen in horror at the thought that after all they've been though, they are going to be left in this cold, miserable room completely naked and helpless. And worst of all, it looks like they are going to miss the gala dinner after all...

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