Twin Trouble Part 1
by Verity
[email protected]
Copyright 2004 by Verity, all rights reserved.
*****
This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains
depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you
are not of a legal age in your locality to view such
material or if such material does not appeal to you, do
not read further, and do not save this story.
Comments may be made to [email protected]
*****
Twin Trouble Part 1
Elder Jabez Stoolmaker shook his head sadly. He looked
again at the document in front of him again, then said,
"This is one of the worst cases of unacceptable behavior
which has come before us in the recent past. Fighting,
untidiness, disobedience and, worse, taking the name of
the Lord in vain "
"But, Elder "
Jabez held a hand up. "Enough. You have had your say. Now
I will have mine."
He looked in silence for a moment at the two youngsters
standing in front of the long wooden table. They were a
good-looking pair, dressed in the traditional clothes of
their community. The boy, with neatly combed blond hair,
wore a buckled brown suit, brown long trousers, and
carried a broad-brimmed hat, clutched in front of him.
The girl, who looked remarkably like him, was in white
bonnet, long brown dress, and white pinafore.
On either side of Elder Jabez sat the other members of
the Community Council, and beside the boy and girl who
were twins - stood their mother, who had reported them.
Elder Jabez carefully opened an old leather-bound book.
"How old are you now?" he asked.
"Thirteen."
"Very well. You know, do you not, that we are gradually
going back to the roots of our community, and are
reviving our traditional standards of behavior, also our
traditional means of dealing with behavior which falls
short of these standards. We have decided that in this
case we will apply Section 7, in the volume which applies
to community members aged under 16. Listen carefully..
"At church next Sunday you will stand before the
congregation and confess your misdeeds, ask their
forgiveness, and also ask for their help in avoiding such
sins in the future. Understood so far?"
The two children, Charity and Paul Flaxmiller, nodded,
looking a little relieved. It didn't sound so bad.
Jabez went on. "When you stand to confess, in order to
emphasise your shame, you will both be completely naked,
including being barefoot, and furthermore you will remain
totally naked all week."
The expression of dismay on the two children's faces was
almost comical. Their mouths fell open, they gasped in
unison "NO!" Even their mother looked taken aback.
"It is the law," said the Elder. "You may read it if you
wish."
"Oh, please don't have us bare in front of everyone!"
pleaded Charity, red-faced. "I would die of shame, really
I would."
"Nobody ain't died of shame yet," said Sister Martha
Goodbody, the Sunday School Superintendent, and another
member of the Council.
"Is this really necessary?" faltered their mother, Faith
Flaxmiller. "They would be really terribly embarassed, I
know they would."
"Then the punishment will be all the more effective,"
said Jabez evenly. "Let me go on, please."
He addressed the children again, both by now starting to
cry as they realised what was in front of them. "Again
according to the Law, you will both be soundly and
publicly punished on your naked bottoms after your
confession, and again as many times as necessary during
the week."
The youngsters' tears turned to loud sobbing. "NO!" they
pleaded in unison.
"Note, however, that as this is your first time on
Section 7, punishment is be given only with the palm of
the hand, the child being placed across the lap of the
punisher." The Elder allowed himself a faint smile. "A
good traditional over-the-knee spanking, in other words."
He turned to the children's mother. "If we provide a good
stout wooden chair for you to sit on, can you manage
that?"
"Oh, I believe I can, Elder Jabez," said Faith
Flaxmiller, who appeared to be warming to the plan
somewhat. "It's sure been a long time, though, since
either of these kids has been bare-bottom over my knee."
"That's precisely the trouble, Sister Flaxmiller," said
Martha Goodbody crisply.
Jabez addressed the culprits again. "The rule continues
that the punishment must continue until the child sheds
many tears of repentance. In other words, Charity and
Paul, you will both be spanked until you cry."
"Cry A LOT," said Martha helpfully.
"Have you any questions?" asked Jabez.
The two 13-year-olds, bursting into renewed tears,
begged, pleaded and beseeched to have any other
punishment - ANY other - but this sentence of public
nudity, but Elder Jabez shook his head. He was basically
a kindly man, and believed he was doing what was best for
the two erring youngsters.
"I know it will be hard for you both," he said, "But if
it wasn't, it wouldn't be a punishment, would it? No,
it's necessary that you have this disgrace to bring you
to a sense of what is right and obedient behavior also
to give a warning to other children of our Community
minded to depart from the True Way."
The Board decided that the pair should be stripped nude
there and then, and Elder Jabez told Faith Flaxmiller
that all their clothes would be kept by the Board and
returned later. Children can be very persuasive, he said,
and keeping the clothes would prevent any possibility
that Faith would be prevailed upon to give the children
any to wear during the trip home.
Faith agreed, then enlisted the willing assistance of
Martha Goodbody and called Paul across first. Sobbing
with mortification, tears beginning to pour down his
face, the 13-year-old was very soon stripped totally, and
in a moment or two stood nude, howling and scarlet-faced
in front of his mother, sister, and the Board of Elders.
A slim and handsome youngster, with clear and smooth
skin, he presented a striking appearance, completely
naked in the middle of the long wooden hut where the
Council meeting were held and in the midst of the
soberly-dressed adults. His mother, seeing Paul nude for
the first time in some years, looked at him with interest
and, perhaps, a little admiration. He was perfectly
developed for his age; he had just a tiny wisp of pubic
hair in front, and when he was made to turn round so that
everyone could see him, he presented a neat pair of pale
boyish rear cheeks which Sister Martha, for one,
considered would be quite a perfect bottom for spanking!
His bottom-skin was still childish and tender, and Martha
knew that he would really feel these smacks. She cast a
glance at Sister Flaxmiller's large and toil-hardened
hand.. "Yep - won't he just be screaming while his mom's
tending to him," thought Martha. She wasn't going to miss
Sunday church for anything!
Soon, Charity too was quickly stripped nude by Martha and
Faith. She shared her brother's clear skin, slim legs and
waist but it was the delightful swell of adolescent
hips and buttocks that drew admiring glances from around
the Board. In particular, the way that Charity's delicate
rear cheeks quivered slightly as she walked back towards
Faith Flaxmiller caught the eye of Sister Martha. As with
Paul, it seemed to her a crying shame that such a cheeky
bottom, one so perfectly designed for spanking, had
remained un-spanked for so long.
Back at the table, she remarked to her neighbour, "Just
'ee look, Brother, the Good Lord done given kids such
nice round places for a special purpose, it's a mortal
sin when His Will is not done!"
"Amen!" agreed Elder Nuggetpicker.
Elder Jabez added a final word. When the two children had
first been nude, their hands had rushed to cover
themselves, and they had been sharply told to keep their
hands by their sides. There was a paragraph in the
provisions, said Elder Jabez, that, should anyone report
seeing the culprits trying to cover any part of
themselves in any way whatever, their Section 7
punishment would be extended for a further week, and they
would also be given a severe public spanking with the
bristle side of a hairbrush. Well, they would be careful
to avoid that!
Outside the wooden meeting-house, the word had spread
about the first Section 7 punishment, and a few neighbors
watched with amusement as Faith Flaxmiller walked the
walked the two nude and sobbing thirteen-year-olds back
to their house on the edge of the village.
"Well, these two sure got their comeuppance," grinned
Merity Everspinning, a neighbor who had suffered in the
past from the twins' cheek and misbehavior.
"And not before time, Neighbour Merity," said Faith.
"Well, I'm sure glad to see them two naughty bottoms bare
ready for spankin', thank the Lord!" Merity called after
them. "Ain't you just gonna be happy to do that, Neighbor
Flaxmiller!"
"Sure am praise the Lord!"
Merity and other bystanders grinned to see that, at the
mention of the coming spanking the two youngsters'
bottoms clenched as if in anticipation not to mention
that the sobs of the naughty pair increased considerably
in volume!
The evening that followed was very difficult for both
children, as it was hard for the two 13-year-olds to be
nude even in front of their parents. And Faith increased
their embarrassment still more by giving them both a
thorough bath inviting Sister Hope from next door to
come in to watch and chat as she did so.
Now just stop your complainin'" said Faith sharply, "You
both gonna be bare's two eggs all week, for the whole
town to see, so you better just get accustomed to it!"
But Sunday School which preceded church on the
following morning was much, much more embarassing for
both children. Martha Goodbody, the Superintendent, made
the two young nudes stand together right in front of the
class and launched into a long lecture about the shame
that disobedient children brought upon themselves, and
finishing, "..and y'all can come as close as you like and
have just as good a look as you like!"
"C'n we touch them?" asked one youngster daringly.
"NO!" pleaded both twins in unison, but they were sharply
shushed by Martha. She said the class, "Course you can
touch them. They are in punishment, y'all can do what you
like to them!"
The class needed no further encouragement. At one side of
the room, an eager group, made up mostly of fascinated
girls, crowded around the nude and furiously blushing
Paul. None had previously seen a boy of thirteen nude.
They stroked, lifted, tickled his willy and nuts and
perhaps motivated by a natural girlish instinct, smacked
and slapped his bare botty-cheeks.
"Ow, ow OW!"
"Let's make him cry!" said one of the girls.
"Hey, let's give him a PROPER spanking!" said 14-year-old
Mercy Goodchild, who had often suffered in the past from
Paul's teasing.
"NO!!!"
"Yes YES!" chorused the girls, and struggling and
crying Paul was very quickly turned tummy-down over
Mercy's lap and, while others held the nude boy's hands,
Mercy's eager palm began to land repeatedly all over
young Paul's madly twisting and bouncing bottom-cheeks.
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!SMACK!! SMACK!!
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
"This is for pulling my hair in class last week!" said
Mercy breathlessly.
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
"And this is for hitting me with your catapult Friday!"
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!
SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
"See him kick! enthused 12-year-old Purity Stonecutter,
as Paul's long bare legs frantically pedalled the air.
"Hear him bawl!" exulted 13-year-old Exaltation Peddling.
"Ain't enough. Gettim screamin!" encouraged Sanctified
Corngrinder, also aged 13. "My Mom, she always has my
brother screamin' when she gives it him on the bare!"
"And mine and mine!" the others chimed in.
Mercy redoubled her efforts enthusiastically helped by
contributions from other girlish palms, and soon poor
Paul was indeed hitting top C - and fortissimo - as the
burning of his bottom became almost intolerable. This to
the girls' very great satisfaction! But finally Sister
Goodbody intervened. "Okay, guess you better leave some
skin on that rear end for Sister Flaxmiller to tend to in
Church!"
Paul was ordered to stand with his face to the wall, but
firmly told to keep his hands on his head and not on any
account to rub his scorching bot-skin. "But you kin
dance," said Sister Martha, and Paul certainly availed
himself of that permission, bouncing madly from one foot
to another, twisting that way and that as if to throw off
the burning from his red-hot rear.
At the other side of the room, poor Charity was faring
very little better. This time it was mainly fascinated
boys who crowded round, touching, tickling, poking and
stroking.
Twelve-year-old Esau Blameless, who had in the past
repeatedly endured Charity's "airs and graces",
thoroughly enjoyed repeatedly slapping the nude
teenager's quivering botty-cheeks, while in front
Charity's unfortunate 13-year-old cunt juddered even
more, as it was stroked and explored by a small forest of
eager fingers.
"Hey, let's make her come!" said 14-year-old Abel
Brakemaker, who considered himself an expert on such
matters.
"Kin GIRLS come?" asked Esau Blameless boy doubtfully.
"Course they kin, dumbo. Just watch!"
"Oh, don't let them, Sister Goodbody!" wailed the
mortified Charity. She pushed Abel's hand away.
Furiously, Martha Goodbody grabbed the nude girl. "How
DARE you try and prevent your punishment! I'll SHOW you,
Missy!"
And almost before Charity knew, she had been turned
bottom-up over Sister Martha's bony knees, and for the
next minute or so Sister put all her energy into
delivering a hard, thorough-going bare-bottom spanking to
the unfortunate teenager's frantic rear and what a show
that was for the other Sunday School children, as poor
Charity's nude gymnastics over Sister's knee grew
increasingly hysterical. The 13-year-old twisted,
writhed, kicked, plunged, as her round and madly joggling
bottom-cheeks gradually turned scarlet all over under
Sister's furious palm.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!
Finally, Sister Martha spun the bare teenager over on her
back and, to drive the lesson home, delivered several
hard cunt-smacks before finally allowing her up.
"Now!" said Sister Martha breathlessly to the class,
holding the howling youngster by her arm. "Y'all come
round here again, and I'll show you just what to do "
And then perhaps it was the effect of the spanking,
especially with the extra smacks in front, or the
vigorous work of several eager fingers, but as the nude
13-year-old felt her climax rapidly approaching, suddenly
and despite herself she lost all restraint, and gave
herself up to total ecstasy. Shriek after shriek rang
round the schoolroom as the bare young teenager, by now
spreadeagled on the carpet, spasmed repeatedly from the
ends of her fingers to the tips of her toes, thrashing
all four limbs unrestrainedly.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAH!!"
But this time the cries were of unrestrained delight
Soon even the busiest hands became tired, and the
attention of Sister Martha was turned back to Paul, still
red-bottomed and sobbing with his face in the corner.
"Turn round," she snapped, "Let's all see you cryin'.
Now, class, get a good look at a real naughty boy!"
He turned, mortified, and Sister Martha gasped. "Well, I
never did! Hard as a rock, how DARE you???"
One of girls giggled, "Looks like he really enjoyed his
spankin'!"
"I- I can't help it, Sister," sobbed the unfortunate
young boy, covered with shame.
"Well, I ain't got time to argey right now," said Martha
crisply. She glanced round the group of girls, and her
eye fell on 15-year-old Innocent Piebaker. "Here you,
girl, you got real strong hands you do this Real
fast.
"And you two, you do this
"And Purity and Exaltation, you both do this Just as
hard as ever you can "
And the nude 13-year-old boy was soon screaming at the
top of his voice again, but this time as with Charity -
because he was very quickly swept with mounting waves of
ecstasy. As with Charity too, the effect of the spanking
and the work of several enthusiastic hands combined to
swamp completely all restraint and embarrassment as his
climax approached. In contract to Charity, though, young
Paul was given his climax standing or more accurately,
dancing, as, shrieking like a banshee, he performed a
spectacular nude fandango, his bare feet hammering
vigorously on the schoolroom carpet, harder, harder,
faster, faster
"Yes, yes, YES! I'm coming, I'M COMING, I'M COMING! DON'T
STOP, DON'T STOP!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"
Thrilled, Innocent watched the small spurts into her hand
and then, triumphantly, she held up a distinctly sticky
palm.
"Okay, you done well," Sister Martha commended them.
"Now, y'all just get your Bibles, it's time for Church."
"Hey, Miss, Paul still gotta little cum on his willy,"
said Purity Stonecutter, peering closely.
"Can't help that," said Martha. "Just leave it there.
Maybe now everyone's gonna see what kinda boy he is. Now
y'all come along."
Martha was well pleased. There had been some great Sunday
School lessons, and some great songs, but never like
today. And there would be even sweeter songs in church,
when Faith Flaxmiller got going on these already scarlet
bottoms!
"Halleluiah!" breathed Martha Goodbody.