As I was walking home one day I was wondering if it was right what I did to Dirk and Terry. They were homophobic bullies I suppose but did they really deserve to be transformed into gay sex fiends? On the other hand they did seem happy now in their new lives. I wasn't really sure. Maybe i was a bad guy with telekinetic powers? Well it wasn't like I was a monster like Carrie from that movie. It was at that point that I decided that I was going to do something good with my power. I was thinking that as I walked into the Quickie Mart.
The Indian guy in the Quickie Mart was not the type i'm attracted to. Im usually attracted to young jock types like Dirk and Terry. The guy at the counter must have been in his 30s and was a little scruffy looking. But there was something attractive about him. He had a nice face and an ok body. He had that silly mustach that usually is a turn off but there was something sexy about him.
He saw me staring and asked rather abruptly if I wanted to buy something. I told him yes and went to browse the magazines. Meanwhile the man at the counter started yelling at some kid who was busily sweeping up. The kid looked scared and and started sweeping faster. I guessed that this was the man's kid.
The man then looked over at me and told me that this was not a library and if I didn't buy something I should leave. I felt like using my telekinesis to slap him but then i remmebered that I was going to use my powers for good and I let it go. I walked up to him and picked a chocolate bar to buy. Again he turned his attention to the kid and scolded him harshly.
Is that your kid I asked just to be pleasant. No the man answered. He's a foster kid we are looking after. He then turned to the kid and added "and he is a lazy one! And he will get a Murga punishment if he doesn't behave".
"Oh no please not again sir" the kid responded.
I asked the man what a "Murga" was and he told me rudely to google it. Again I felt like using my powers but I refrained and I walked out. When I got outside I saw another young kid emptying the trash. I asked the kid what was going on and the kid told me that this man was a foster parent for 4 of them but he was mean and made them work all the time. I asked what a Murga punishment was and the kid explained it is an Indian punishment for kids when you have to squat over and the put your arms under your legs and grab your ears. It makes your head bend down and your bum stick up. And then you get a spanking and then you got to stay like that for a while. When he is really angry he makes us do that naked. Its really embarrassing especially with all the others watching. Sometimes he keeps us like that for a long time.
When I heard all this I became angry, I walked back into the store where I saw the man grab the sweeping kid forcibly by the arm shouting that now he was going to get a Murga punishment. The kid was crying begging for him not to. I interrupted telling the man to let the kid go. He turned to me and told me to mind own business and get the hell out.
"I don't think so" I said.
Suddenly the man let go of the crying kid and stood up. "Whats happening?" he said aloud. "Come over here!" I commanded and he did. All the while looking down at his legs as they seemed to move on their own. The kid stopped crying and looked at this in surprise.
The man stopped in front of me. He kept trying to move his legs but I held them firmly in place.
I then waved my finger at him like you would do when you scold someone. "So I heard you make these boys work for you! and your suppose to be looking after them! Very naughty!" The kid who was no longer crying came over to get a better look.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" he demanded.
"Im the guy who's going to punish you." I answered. "
"Punish me?" he asked shocked.
Thats right. And we're going to do it right here. Murga style!"
The boy suddenly laughed out loud and the man looked over to him. "Go call the police!" he said to the boy. "I cant move my legs, "
I told the kid that he should instead watch as this mean man gets a nude Murga punishment. The boy smiled and enthusiastically answered "ok !"
"Nude?" the man asked alarmed.
Now the other kid walked in from out side to see what was going on.
"Thats right." I answered, "Nude!"
The mans arms flew up to his and the watching boys amazement. Then his shirt started to open button after button popping off. As I expected he had a hairy chest. And a hairy stomach. As his shirt flew off he turned to me and said "No please! This is very shameful!"
"Well you have no problem doing it to these kids." I answered.
"Yea!" they shouted in agreement.
His pants unzipped and pulled down to his feet. He had hairy legs too. The 2 kids laughed as he was forced to hop from one foot to the other as his shoes and socks and the pants were pulled right off leaving him only in his underwear. His hands still above his head. Sweaty smelly hairy pits on display. I wasn't sure if I was turned on by this.
"Please Sir!", he said frantically. "I am a man. Nude Murga punishment is only for children."
"Oh", I said. "So its ok to punish these kids with such a terrible embarrassing punishment but not you? Is that right? Because you are a grown man?"
"Thats right!", he answered quickly. He was sweating and he was moving his hands in the air as he tried to pull his arms down". He was also trying desperately to move his legs but it was obvious to all that he was quite helpless.
"This is our culture! Isn't that right boys? Tell the man how only kids get this punishment!"
The kids laughed and looked at me. "Who cares?" one said, "he deserves it!"
"No! " the man screamed as his underwear ripped right off of him leaving him completely naked in the middle of his Quicki Mart." Please! This is so humiliating. "
His penis was flopping around under bushy pubes as he desperately tried to move. I noticed that he had quite a nicely shaped penis, on the larger size.
Its Murga for you I said. He turned away from me and squatted down. His ass was hairy and his crack opened wide as he bent over and put his arms under his bent knees and then to the sides of his head pushing his opening ass up into the air.
The 2 kids and myself were laughing loudly. The poor man was doubled over, his balls clearly visible swinging under that hairy area. His ass was open and one of the boys said "oh gross!, You have such a hairy butt hole."
"Look at your balls hanging." laughed the other.
He started begging telling me how he was so sorry and he promised never to do this to anyone ever again. he said he now understood how wrong it was to make anyone do this.
I stood there with my arms crossed looking down at his ass and swinging scrotum listening to him whine.
"Enough!" I said. I then asked which boy wanted to spank their mean foster father. They both jumped up and down saying "me" excitedly. Ok you take turns I said as I went over to the magazines to browse again. When you think he had enough let me know. I looked back at the two kids excitedly spanking the naked man. He started to shout with each slap.
At one point the door opened and a young women walked in. She stopped in her tracks, the man turned back and saw her looking at his stretched asshole and reddening hairy butt cheeks. "They both screamed" and she ran out. The laughing boys resumed their spanking.
"Please!" he screamed to the boys. "A women should never see a man like this!!. Please boys no more. Someone else may come in!"
As one boy continued to spank him the other walks over to his front and pulled the man's face up so they met eyes. "So now you see how we feel. Will you ever do this again"
"Oh no, I learned my lesson." The man whined back. His voice started to crack and I wanted to see if this grown man would actually start crying.
After a while he started crying begging for them to stop. He was telling them how sorry he was. Snot was dripping out of his nose as he cried. The other kids came and the group watched the man get spanked and then teased him as he stayed in that position. One boy looked under the man's legs from the front and commented on how funny it was to see the man's "big thingy bob" with each slap.
They finally stepped away from the hunched over sweaty crying man and looked at him. Then one boy came up behind the man with a banana. He started to shove the banana into the naked man's helpless ass. "lets see if we can get this in past all that hair you have" he said and they all cheered and clapped.
"No boys!! This is very wrong" he tried to say between grunting and wiggling his ass around.
Finally the banana was shoved into his ass and his begging turned to just crying and whimpering. We let him stay that was for about 15 minutes as he pathetically balled and repeated how sorry he was. They took pictures of him and said that if he ever did anything bad again that they would show everyone those pictures.
Finally they told me he had learned his lesson and I let him get up. He waddled into the back of the store with that banana sticking out of his ass like a tail. He was covering his junk with his hands crying as his foster kids laughed.
I gave them my number and told them to let me know if he was ever mean again. I left wondering if I did a good deed or not. I decided I didn't care.