Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline (NAKED) 03

Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline (NAKED): Taking it to School, part 2

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

The following story is entirely fantasy. The actions described in the story should never be attempted. They are illegal and can be psychologically damaging. The author in no way endorses or practices these things on real life.

The author recognizes the difference between fantasy and reality and would never condone the actions in this story. It is for fantasy only.
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Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline (NAKED): Taking it to School – Part 2
by: Cewis Larroll
(ped, forced public nudity, humil, spanking, ws, incest, mast, multiple FM/fmbgg, nc, oral)

After the humiliation she had suffered at lunch, Megan was glad to head back to class. At least there she could sit at the desk most of the time, with her little pussy hidden from view. And no one would be manhandling her tender clit. She hadn't thought that Mr. Thomas, her teacher, would have a lot of plans for the four NAKED kids in his class.

As soon as the class was seated after lunch, Mr. Thomas announced, “I want Megan, David, Gabe, and Amos up here now.” Reluctantly, all four children rose from their desks and headed for the front of the room. The three boys were all preceded by their erect dicks. Megan cringed, once again, at the entire class being able to see her nude body.

“Okay, it is time to perform again,” Mr. Thomas told them.

“But we just had to do it at lunch,” Gabe objected.

“That doesn't seem to have had a huge effect on you,” Mr. Thomas said, flicking the little penis sticking out in front of the boy. “Nor on you two,” he continued, pointing to the erections on the other two nine year olds. “And I know that girls can usually go for a long time. So do it now. Perform for the class.”

With that, Megan stuck her finger in her young pussy again. There was a lot more moisture than there had been that morning, since she had been made to masturbate several times already that day. As her finger began to rub up and down on her tiny clit, she could hear it squish. She knew that it could be heard by everyone in class, too.

The three boys each grabbed their small boners and began rubbing. David and Gabe had noticed the way Amos was able to rub his intact foreskin up and down more effectively, and they began using what extra skin they had to jack off their dicks. The stimulation was better, and there was less irritation, than when they had just been rubbing the head.

All four of the NAKED children had bright red faces as they stood in front of the class, hands working furiously over their genitals. The three boys rubbed their little dicks up and down quickly, while Megan worked her clit, all with the class watching intently. As Megan suspected, everyone could hear her juices as her finger moved more and more quickly.

David was the first to cry out, “I'm cumming,” as his body shuddered and his legs wobbled on weak knees. Amos started right after that, then Megan groaned, “I'm cumming,” as her own orgasm shot through her body. Finally, Gabe came, his body shaking along with his peers.

“Very good. And you all remembered to tell us when you came. Now, you may take your seats,” Mr. Thomas told them. As they returned to their desks, he started his next lesson, still determined to further discipline them throughout the week.

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Peter and Brandy headed for their English class after lunch, both hoping that the teacher would not make them masturbate. Although they had been required to do so in all but one class in the morning, and they had not even been in the same classes, they did not relish the thought of having to do it again, this time standing next to each other.

When they got to their class, they saw that it had the most NAKED kids yet, with three others, Evelyn, Jack, and Sally, of them as undeveloped as the Harris twins. Their least favorite classmate, Roger Peterson, was also in the class. Brandy was surprised that Roger had his clothes on; she was sure he should be in NAKED, as big a brat and occasional bully as he was.

In fact, as Brandy's friend Sally walked by Roger on her way to her seat, he smacked her small, bare ass. The sound was loud enough for Mrs. Cushing, their middle aged teacher, to hear it. “Who did that?” she asked, looking up. But her question was answered as she immediately saw the hand print on Sally's bottom, and saw where she was standing. “Roger Peterson, come up here.”

“I didn't do it,” he lied.

“Yes you did. Don't lie to me,” Mrs. Cushing said. “It will only make your punishment worse. Now get up here. You just volunteered for NAKED.”

“No fucking way!” the young boy yelled.

“Don't you dare use that kind of language in my class, Roger, or I will send you to see Mr. Shelton when I finish with you. Now, up here now, and strip.”

Roger slowly got out of his chair and shuffled to the front of the room. Mrs. Cushing was on the phone as he stood, calling the office. “I need a pair of Level Five sandals in room 220,” she said.

“You can't put me in Level Five,” Roger said as he reached the front of the room. “Teachers can only put kids up to Level Four.”

“I'm glad you actually paid attention in the assembly on Friday, and that you remembered the rules they gave. But all of your teachers got a note,” she responded, pulling a piece of paper from her top drawer, “from your parents telling us that if we felt it necessary, we could put you in NAKED up t Level Six. Now, do you want to go for Level Six right now, or are you done mouthing off?”

Roger shut up, but he did not show any sign of taking off his clothes.

“You better get with it,” Mrs. Cushing told him, just as Miss Davis, the principal's secretary, came into the room carrying a pair of green sandals. “The longer you delay in getting naked, the longer you will be spanked. And if you take more than one minute, I will put you in Level Six right now.”

At those words, Roger jumped into action. He knew his parents, and knew that if they got word that he didn't mind the teacher, they would make things even worse for him. He immediately pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor. He undid the fly on his jeans and dropped them to his ankles, where they got stuck on his shoes. He dropped to the floor and started desperately untying his laces, pulling his shoes off, then yanking his pants over his feet. He pulled off his socks and tossed everything on top of his shirt.

Standing, in just his underwear, Roger hesitated. He knew that his teacher could put in him in NAKED, and he knew the rules, and he knew his parents were going to be pissed. But now, with just his white briefs on, he realized how embarrassing this was going to be. “Please, Mrs. Cushing, I'm sorry I hit Sally,” he started crying. “Please don't make me get naked.”

The twenty-four other kids in the class looked on, glad to see the obnoxious bully in such a state.

“I am not going to change my mind,” Mrs. Cushing told him. “And you have ten seconds left, or shall I get a paddle?”

Making things even worse for Roger, he could feel his little penis getting hard in his underwear, whether from embarrassment, temperature, or just because, he didn't know and didn't care. All he knew was that he had to take off his briefs right away, and that everyone was going to see his boner. With a red face and growing trepidation, Roger grabbed the elastic waistband and pushed his underwear down. His penis sprung up and slapped his stomach, then remained pointing straight up. The rest of the class, even the other NAKED kids, giggled at his boner.

“Over my lap,” Mrs. Cushing instructed. The humiliated boy knelt and bent over her lap. He felt his penis twitch against her bare leg and felt even more embarrassed. But that went away as soon as the teacher raised her hand and brought it own with all her strength on his exposed bottom.

Roger cried out with each smack. Mrs. Cushing continued for five full minutes, raining blows down, until Roger was crying freely and his bottom was bright red. “Now, you will perform for the class,” his teacher informed him.

“Please, don't make me do that,” he pleaded.

“Would you rather get spanked more?” the relentless teacher asked him.

“No, please, I'll do it,” Roger said. Face almost as red as his sore butt, Roger stood up in front of the class. Everyone was staring at him. Between the humiliation and the pain in his rear end, the pitiful boy was having trouble getting his penis to harden again. He rubbed it miserably up and down, but it was remaining stubbornly flaccid in his hand. After almost a minute, Roger getting more and more nervous that he would get more spanking on his already burning behind, he felt his little dick harden and extend to its full three inches.

Erection achieved, he jacked off for all he was worth. Fist moving up and down his tiny dick, he rocked back and forth and shuddered with the arousal. “Don't forget to announce your cum,” Miss Davis reminded him just in time. He cried out that he was cumming, and shook with orgasm, dropping to his knees on the floor.

“Now, to apologize to Sally for disrespecting and hurting her, you will lick her to orgasm,” Mrs. Cushing said.

“Ew, no way. That's disgusting,” Roger exploded.

“No. I don't want him to touch me,” Sally said from her seat. She also hated the thought of, once again, walking to the front of a classroom completely naked.

“You can't make me do that,” Roger argued.

“Yes I can, young man,” Mrs. Cushing informed him. “The rules for NAKED state that you must perform any act demanded of you short of penetration of another. And Sally, as you are in NAKED, too, you will also follow my instructions. I didn't ask if you wanted him to touch you, I said he is going to. Now come to the front of the room.”

Slowly, and even more embarrassed than she had been all day at the prospect immediately ahead of her, Sally got up and walked to the front of the room. She hopped onto the teacher's desk when instructed, but refused to spread her legs. It was bad enough walking around naked, but if she spread her legs, she knew the entire class would be able to see her hairless pussy in its entirety.

Mrs. Cushing walked over to the mortified little girl. “I told you to spread your legs,” she said, grasping the girl's knees and pulling them apart. She stepped aside, giving everyone in the class an unobstructed view of the little lips. “Now Roger, begin licking her pussy, and do not stop until I say you can. Sally, remember to announce your orgasm.”

Roger knelt in front of his classmate and hesitantly kissed the closed lips in front of his face. “I said to lick it. Kissing it won't do any good,” the teacher told him. Gingerly he stuck out his tongue and licked the top of the girl's mound a few times. “You better do it right, and do it now. You need to lick inside to make her cum,” Mrs. Cushing said. “Spread her lips and lick her.”

Sally blushed even deeper when that instruction was issued. Even if the rest of the class would not see her spread open, she did not want Roger to look at her most intimate parts. She was already cringing with him licking her pubis. But she knew objecting would just get in more trouble.

Roger felt he was about to gag. The thought of licking inside a girl's pussy, right where her pee came out, was disgusting. But he also felt the burning in his just spanked ass, and realized it would be even more painful to object. He would tell his parents how awful his teacher was, though, and when they realized what the program was actually like, they would make sure he was taken out of NAKED.

The young boy put trembling fingers on his classmate's pussy lips, and with trepidation pulled them apart. Sally's small pink inner lips, topped off with her growing clitoral hood, was exposed t his view. Knowing that Mrs. Cushing and Miss Davis were watching, and noting how long he took, Roger reluctantly stuck his tongue out again and touched it to the little girl's inner lips. It was not as bad as he expected, but it was still gross. However, knowing the consequences, he continued his work. He knew the clit was the most sensitive part, and fortunately he knew just enough to find it. He licked over and over it.

Sally gasped as the boy's inexperienced tongue lashed over her most sensitive part. She leaned back, supporting herself with her hands on the desk behind her. As humiliating as the situation was, she could not deny to herself, or to anyone hearing her begin moaning, the pleasure even the amateurish licking was giving her. It took only a few minutes before she began thrashing on the desk, moaning louder. “Oh, I'm cumming,” the little girl said.

Roger, who was having trouble keeping his tongue in place on the thrashing, trembling girl, felt her pussy getting suddenly wetter. He pulled away as her juices flowed out her little cunt.

“I didn't say you could stop,” the teacher told him as he pulled away.

“But I made her cum,” the boy replied. “That was what you told me.”

“No, I told you you could stop when I said to. Now keep going.”

“But she got all wet,” Roger whined.

“Then you are doing it right. Now keep going.”

Roger reluctantly starting licking Sally's pussy again, and she was shaking again right away. Having never received oral stimulation, she was unprepared for the feelings of rapid fire multiple orgasms. But she was screaming out another cum within seconds. She had two more orgasms, bringing her total to four in the next two minutes, before the teacher let Roger stop. He eagerly pulled away from the now soaking pussy and stood up.

As Roger moved, the class saw Sally's now wide open, dripping cunt. The stimulation of her classmate's tongue had inflamed her outer labia and caused them to remain parted, exposing her now dark pink inner lips and erect clitoris to everyone in front of her. Several of the girls gasped at the sight, previously unaware of the look of a highly aroused pussy. The boys all leaned forward to get a better look.

“Okay, children, go back to your desks. We've already lost half the class period,” Mrs. Cushing said. “Hannah, would you please take those clothes to the office for his parents to pick up?” she said to the secretary, who had stayed to watch the show.

“Sure,” Miss Davis told her as she picked them up and left. The rest of the period passed quickly, and everyone left for their next class. Roger's butt was still pink, and Sally's pussy still shined with his saliva.

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Sara and Chris did not see each other again until they were heading into Algebra in sixth period. While they had both been just as embarrassed after lunch as before, at least they had not had to masturbate in fourth or fifth periods. And they had both had one NAKED classmate in each class to make things less humiliating. As they went into math, they saw that there were now three other NAKED kids there, Chris's friend Joshua, Sara's best friend Lillian, and twelve ear old Caleb, the school prodigy who was taking mostly eighth grade classes even though he was only in seventh.

What immediately caught Sara's eye as she headed to her seat was a large, gold ring in the nipple atop Lillian's left 34c breast. As she sat down, she leaned over and said to Lillian, “How did your parents make you get your nipple pierced? Oh my god, and when did you get that tattoo?” she added, pointing to the pink teddy bear that would normally be just below her friends pants hem.

“I got the nipple ring myself, a month ago, same time as the tattoo. My parents didn't know about either one, of course, until yesterday. They went ballistic. Lectured me for an hour and a half on how stupid nipple rings and tattoos are. Then mom made me take out the little stud in my nipple and put in this ring, saying it was obvious I wanted to be noticed, and this would show up better. She also said she's going to take me to get this tattoo covered up with something else, as soon as she decides what. I really don't want to. It hurts like hell. I could barely stand to get this one, but Jeremy talked me into it.”

“Jeremy? You don't mean you let him do it?” Sara asked, aghast that Lillian would even let their friend Dana's seventeen year old brother near her, let alone do a tattoo on her.

“Yeah, he pierced my nipple, and that hurt a lot too, and did the tattoo. He said it would look cool, and it does. But mom and dad are pissed, like I said. They told me I'm in NAKED for two weeks now, and then they'll decide if I've been punished enough. And I don't know what they're going to make me get over the tattoo. Probably something stupid like a tree.” Lillian's father had a large, lush oak tree tattooed across his entire back, which his daughter had always thought looked really stupid.

They didn't have time for any more conversation, since the bell rang then and Mr. Hutto looked up from his desk. “Okay, we have five NAKED kids in here. I want all of you to come up to the front of the class and perform.”

Five groans could be heard. For Chris and Sara, it was the first masturbation session since lunch, but the other kids had all had at least one. Still, the group of five had no thoughts of arguing, so they all got up and went to the front of the class. Chris noticed immediately that, although he was twelve, Caleb had not even started puberty. His skinny three inch dick was pointing straight out from a completely hairless crotch. There was no time to ponder this, though, as the five kids got to the front of the room, faced their peers, and began masturbating.

The three boys grabbed their circumcised dicks and jacked off quickly, all three hoping to cum quickly so that they could end their display and return to their seats. The effect of so many orgasms in one day, however, was beginning to show, even for the constantly horny boys. Although they all stroked as fast as they could, and looked at the two girls for stimulation, their dicks were getting sore from so much use and they were having trouble getting aroused enough to near orgasm.

Lillian and Sara were in a little less of a bind. They had cum just as many times as the boys, but they were both able to recover more quickly from the many orgasms. So as Sara rubbed her clit through her red pussy hair, and Lillian stroked herself through her slightly thicker brown pubic coif, their arousal built and three minutes later Sara cried out, “I'm cumming,” as she shook and shivered. Lillian was right behind her, also loudly proclaiming her orgasm.

Caleb, younger and slightly less worn out than his male classmates, shouted, “I'm cumming,” thirty seconds later, his body heaving on weak knees as he had a spectacular dry orgasm, only slightly diminished from all his earlier cums.

Still Chris and Joshua stroked their sore dicks. The other three stood there, knowing they cold not sit down until everyone came. Mr. Hutto watched as the boys struggled to reach orgasm. After almost ten minutes, when he saw that the boys were still not there, he said, “Seems the teen boys here have worn themselves out already.”

Everyone in the class giggled. “Seems they'll need some help for this one,” the teacher continued. “Sara and Lillian, I nominate you two to help them. Suck their dicks for them since their hands aren't enough anymore.”

“Yuck,” both girls said. “You can't make us do that,” they unknowingly echoed the seventh grade Roger.

“I can. It's completely legitimate under the rules of NAKED. Now do it or I will have to spank both of you.”

The girls turned and knelt in front of the boys. Sara was in front of Joshua, so at least it was not her own brother's dick she was about to have in her mouth. Lillian was looking will disgust at Chris's dick. Both boys had been jacking off and cumming all day, without a chance to wash the dried cum off their dicks, so both girls took crusty, semen-covered penises into their mouths. Gagging at the taste, they began sucking up and down.

Chris and Joshua groaned at the sensations of their very first blow jobs ever. As worn out as their dicks were, the new kind of stimulation, after ten minutes of stroking themselves, brought them to orgasm in less than a minute. Chris first, then Joshua, moaned, “I'm cumming,” as they felt their semen, depleted by all the orgasms, shoot to the end of their cocks.

Neither of the girls was prepared for the sensation, or the taste, of a boy's cum in their mouths. After the first spurt, both girls yanked their mouths away, and cum shot out onto Sara's lips and Lillian's cheek. Sounds of disgust came out of both mouths.

“Okay, now take your seats. We have a lot to cover in the remaining time,” Mr. Hutto said.

“Wait, we have to go wash our faces,” Lillian said.

“No, you can do that after class. You're supposed to swallow a boy's cum, not get it all over your face,” the teacher told her.

“We won't have time after class. We both have to get to gym,” Sara countered.

“Then you will just have to wait until after school. In the future, you can do things the right way. Or better yet, correct your behavior so that you won't be in NAKED in the future. Now sit down.”

The five NAKED children went back to their seats, the girls still grumbling under their breath, as Mr. Hutto began the lesson.

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Megan was dreading recess, usually her favorite time of day. Today it would be a full forty-five minutes during which she could be fondled by any other student on the playground, or ordered to perform. She was watching the clock with trepidation, and of course, the bell rang promptly at 1:45 and everyone rushed out of the classroom, with the exception of the four NAKED kids, who took as much time as they dared heading for the door.

All of the NAKED kids at the elementary school began to head for the Water Hole near the middle school, needing to pee badly. But Miss Anderson was ready for them. “No, I think the Water Hole is too far for recess. You can use the dirt again. Nobody will mind,” she told them.

“No, it's too embarrassing over here. Can't we please go over to the Water Hole,” Megan begged.

“No, it's just too far. And Mr. Shelton agrees with me that the dirt over there is fine,” the playground aide told them. “And embarrassment is part of NAKED, so you'll just have to get used to it. It will help ensure you stay out of trouble in the future.”

So the twelve NAKED children walked over to the dirt strip where they had been made to pee at lunch, and lined up. There was only room for six at a time, so the first four boys and two girls who got there stood over the dirt and, with a push and prod to their little bladders, began to pee in front of the large audience that had come for the show.

As the first six kids finished peeing, Gregory Harbor, a third grader, looked over at Miss Anderson and asked, “Miss Anderson, where does the pee come out of a girl? You can see the hole on a boy, but you can't really tell on a girl.”

“That's a very good observation, Gregory,” she told him. “Girls, hold your pussy lips apart and tilt your hips forward so that the boys can see where the pee comes out,” she instructed them as Megan, Nancy, Donna, and Esther stepped into place.

“Ew. I don't want to do that. It's nasty,” Megan whined. “Can't you just tell them it comes out a peehole just like it does in boys?”

“No, you will show them, like I told you to. And then you will get a spanking for talking back. Now do as I said.”

So the four girls, faces turning red, pulled their hairless pussy lips open for everyone to watch them pee. Gregory got as close as he dared, not wanting to get splashed, to watch the piss gushing out of Megan's little hole. When she was finished and pulled her hands away from her crotch, Gregory said, “I couldn't really tell where it was coming out.”

“Okay, I'll show you,” Miss Anderson told him. “Megan, come here. I will use you for demonstration, since you like to talk back and disobey so much.”

The young girl reluctantly shuffled over to the adult while most of the other children dispersed to play. Several third and fourth grade boys, and two fourth grade girls, stayed to see whatever Miss Anderson was going to show them.

Miss Anderson sat down on the bench wall nearby and pulled Megan onto her lap. She pulled the young girls legs wide apart, exposing her young pussy to all the onlookers. “Megan, pull your lips open,” she said. Deciding she was already in enough trouble, Megan did as she was told. Miss Anderson put her own hand over the girl's pink inner folds and began explaining things to the other children.

“First, these are her inner labia, or lips,” she said, running her fingers over the humiliated girl's pussy. “And inside them,” she continued, using her own fingers to spread Megan pussy even wider, “is the little hole where pee comes out. See?”

“It looks like there's another hole under it,” one of the fourth grade boys said.

“Yes, that is her vagina,” Miss Anderson told him. “When she gets older, that is where a man will put his penis to have sex, or make love.”

“Can I put my finger in it?” the same boy asked, stepping forward and putting his hand out.

“No, you aren't allowed to stick anything in any of the NAKED kids. But you can touch the rest of her pussy. Here,” she said, pointing to the struggling Megan's small clitoral hood, “under this piece of skin is her clit, and if you rub that, it feels good for her and you can make her cum.”

The boy touched the spot Miss Anderson had pointed to and Megan jumped. It felt really weird to be spread open so much, and to have such a young boy looking at and touching her pussy. With the adult's encouragement, he rubbed Megan for several seconds, then got bored. He made way for the others and, one by one, all the kids took turns rubbing the embarrassed girls clit and feeling around her pussy. Miss Anderson kept her there on display, with various kids coming over to touch her most intimate spots, until the end of recess.

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Chris, Sara, Joshua, and Lillian were all in the same gym class. They saw immediately that there were no other NAKED kids in with them. It was fitness day, which meant climbing ropes, jogging on the indoor track, push-ups, sit-ups, and a lot of stretching. In fact, it seemed every activity that day had been designed to show off the four naked teens. Stretching at the beginning of class meant legs spread, so that the boys penises and testicles hung freely for all to see, and the girls could feel air on their bare inner lips as their outer labia were pulled apart. Bending over to touch their toes meant assholes on display, as well as genitals pooched out between their legs.

Climbing the ropes had to be very carefully, to avoid scratching tender intimate areas. Still, the boys got rock hard from the friction, and both girls often felt the rope digging into their young pussies and pushing on their clits. They had to be careful jogging as balls and tits bounced with each step .And sit-ups, of course, meant they were laid out in all their glory for Mr. Ruckers, and all their classmates, to view.

By the end of class, all four were shiny with sweat, but none of them could face going into the showers after already being on display for so long.

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Diane met her brood at the front of the schools that afternoon. The five naked Harris children, after a day of humiliation, were ready to get home. Of course, they had all hoped that their mom would bring the minivan and drive them home. Of course, she didn't. She wanted NAKED to have the full impact on her kids, and that meant as much exposure as possible.

“Does anyone need to pee before we walk home?” Diane asked. All her kids told her they could wait until they got home. “Okay,” she told them. “That's fine. For the walk home, I want you boys erect,” Diane told her sons.

“Aw, Mom, do we have to?” Peter groaned.

“Yes.”

“They've been making us jack off all day. My dick is sore, and I'm not even sure I an get erect any more, though,” Peter said.

“Well then, you'll just have to try the whole way home then. Now come on,” his mother replied. With that, the boys rubbed their little dicks, and despite how worn out they claimed they were, both boys got erections right away, and they began the walk home.

Once, again, Diane walked behind her children as they pulled their rolling backpacks behind them. Once again, she carried a large paddle with her in case they decided to try to hide their intimate parts from others. They had seen the paddle, of course, and remembered it being used that morning, so none of them attempted to cover up on the walk home.

“Mom, in math class they made me and Lillian suck off Chris and Joshua. They can't really make us do that, can they?” Sara asked as they headed home.

“Yes they can. You didn't try to argue about it did you?”

“Well of course I did! That's gross. Won't you tell them they can't make us do that?”

“No, I won't. It is part of the program and it will remain part of the program,” Diane answered. “Arguing about it will only get you in more trouble. Besides, it's a good way for you and your brother to be close.”

“Ew, gross! I didn't touch him. I had to suck Joshua, Lillian had Chris. And it was disgusting,” Sara told her.

“In the future, you are always to be with your brother in that kind of situation, do you hear me? That goes for all of you. Brothers and sisters should stick together. I will let your teachers know. You all started this together with your behavior, you can all do the program together. As far as it being unpleasant, it is supposed to be. This is a punishment, not a game. Am I understood?”

The children all mumbled their acquiescence. Peter and Brandy, who had seen Roger forced to lick their friend Sally's pussy, had been planning to ask the same thing, but Sara had beaten them to it. Megan, who had not seen or heard anything about licking or sucking yet, gagged at the thought. A penis in her mouth? No way she would ever do that. Except that her mom had just told them they had to, that it was part of the program, and that refusing to do it would get them in more trouble. Megan felt like she was already in plenty of trouble. And it was all her siblings' fault. If they didn't misbehave and set a bad example for her, she wouldn't misbehave and get in trouble.

The walk home was no worse than the walk to school had been that morning. Actually it was a little better, since everyone was in a hurry to get home, instead of taking their time to get to school. No one wanted to stop to feel other kids up because they wanted to get home themselves. Diane also let her children walk much more quickly than they had in the morning. They walked a little faster than usual, in fact, wanting to get home and pee in the semi-privacy of the bathroom with no door, rather than in front of dozens of other kids at school. So they got home in ten minutes, and rushed into the house, only to find a locked door on both the downstairs toilet and their own bathroom upstairs.

“Mom, we need to get into the bathroom,” Brandy said as Diane walked in the front door. “What's with the locked doors?”

“Your teachers called and told me that you five had problems with the Water Hole, and that you argued about having to go where they told you to, so I decided to help you get over that problem. For the rest of the week, you can pee out front. If you need to do more, I will unlock the bathroom, and you will be monitored,” their mother announced.

“But Mom, that's not fair,” Megan groaned. She knew, when she thought about it, that she herself had done a lot of complaining that day about having to pee in front of people. But she would never have thought that that rule would then transfer to home.

“I'll tell you what isn't fair,” Diane said. “I work my ass off to take care of you kids, and you never behave. You don't do things you're told, you talk back, and you disrespect me and your uncle, not to mention your teachers. That's why you're in this program, and that's why I have made the rule I made. So get used to it. Now if you need to pee, you can go out front. Use the dirt by the sidewalk.”

“But that's right by the street,” Peter protested. “Can't we go by the house?”

“No, I don't want you peeing on my flowers or the grass. You go on the dirt where it won't hurt anything. Or you can go wherever there is concrete, just not on the front walk.”

The children groaned, and continued to mutter, but they saw no alternative. They could all tell that their mother was serious and that she would not change her mind. Sara and Chris both had the wish that their father was still around, they were sure that he would not have made them do any of this. The three other children barely remembered their dad, who had died of cancer four years before, but they also suspected that he would not have allowed this.

With no other choice, the five Harris children walked out the front door and down to the sidewalk. They could not believe they had to d this. The boys grabbed their little penises and aimed at the dirt, the three girls spread their legs and pushed their hips forward. All five children let go and began peeing in front of the neighborhood.

Gladys was watching them out of her front window. As she saw the streams taper off, she ran out her front door to see the naked children more clearly. Since she was an only child, Gladys had never gotten an opportunity to see any other children naked. The little penises on the boys across the street fascinated her. It was interesting to see the girls, too. Gladys was still flat chested and hairless, so she was particularly intrigued by Sara.

When they saw Gladys come out her door, the Harris children were about to turn and walk back to the house, but they saw their mom watching out of the corners of their eyes, and knew it would be better to wait. Gladys walked right up to them and, looking down at Chris's dick, stuck out her hand to grab it. The embarrassed boy stood stock still as his tired dick grew, once again, in the girl's hand. She began rubbing it up and down, like she had seen the boys doing at school, and watched as it got as big as it could. Then she jacked him off quickly, just like she had seen the others do.

Diane had come out to the yard to watch, and Chris felt her standing a few feet behind him. He knew he better obey all the rules with her there. So after several minutes of Gladys yanking on his little dick, he made sure that he loudly proclaimed, “I'm cumming.” Gladys continued rubbing him as a weak spurt of semen shot out of his dick onto the dirt. After all his orgasms that day, he did not have much cum left in his immature balls.

Gladys giggled as the last few drops oozed out of the little hole. Several other people, most of them adults, had also stopped on their way wherever they were going, to see the young boy being masturbated. Chris flushed bright red as the group watched him, yet again, cum in front of others. He was glad when Gladys released his little dick from her hand and it again dangled between his legs.

Gladys went right back to her house, but with plans to do the same thing again. It was fun, and it gave her a great feeling in her own privates. The rest of the people standing around went on their way, and the Harris children were allowed to go inside to start their homework.

Home work was done with no complaints for the first time ever. Diane helped her children with anything they needed help on, and everything was done more quickly than ever. It took only an hour for the kids to finish all their homework, where it would usually take them two hours between complaining, taking breaks, and slacking off.

“Okay, everyone get over here for a spanking,” Uncle Ray said as soon as homework was done.

“But we did our homework right away, and we've been good ever since we got home,” Brandy whined.

“Doesn't matter,” Diane replied. “While you are in this program, you will be spanked whenever we feel like it, and on certain schedules. We will do this program fully so that when you get out of it, you still behave. Now get over here.”

The children went over to the couch and Sara and Chris got in position. This time Sara was in a position to see Chris's butt just two feet from her face, and his balls and dick hanging down between his legs as he bent over their mother's lap. But then she felt her uncle's hand smack her bottom hard. All embarrassment was forgotten by the two oldest for the next five minutes as the adults rained blows down on their tender behinds.

After Chris and Sara had gotten their spankings, they gingerly sat their red bottoms on the couch to deliver spankings to Peter and Brandy. Peter got a full view of Brandy's hairless pussy sticking out form between her legs before he wailed in pain as his sister punished him. Brandy, too, cried out with every stroke delivered by her brother. Five minutes later, Megan reluctantly bent over her uncle's lap to get her own ass turned red.

“Okay, Peter and Brandy, you're on dinner. Everything is in there for meatloaf and mashed potatoes. Chris, sweep and mop the living room. Sara, vacuum upstairs, Ray will unlock bedroom doors for you. Megan, do the laundry. There are a ton of towels and sheets to get done,” Diane told her children. After the spankings they had just gotten, there was no thought of disobeying.

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After dinner, Diane and Ray took the five children outside for a shower. They told them they would be washing each other, but with supervision and instruction. No one objected, but simply followed the adults into the front yard.

Ray turned on the shower and the five kids got under the water. “Chris, you wash Sara. Peter, you wash Brandy, then Megan. Girls, you wash the boys in reverse,” Ray told them.

Chris soaped up his hands, then reached for Sara. Even after the last two days, she still cringed a little as he began soaping her smooth body. He started at her shoulders, then soaped down her back. His hands glided over the smooth globes of her ass, and down the back of her legs. Sara turned then, and Chris went up her legs. He skipped right over her pussy and soaped her stomach. “Make sure you get her breasts covered,” their mother said as Chris slid quickly over them, embarrassed to be touching his sister like that in public.

Peter had been running his soapy hands over his sister. He rubbed her ass cheeks a little when he soaped them, and took his time covering her flat chest with soap. Then both boys reached for the girls' young pussies. Chris worked his soapy hands in between his sister's hairy lips, while Peter rubbed his own hand over Brandy's smooth groin. “Make sure to washed those pussies really well. Get your fingers inside and work the soap around their inner lips and clits,” Ray told them. “Then have them turn around and spread their cheeks,” he continued as the boys followed his instructions.

As the girls turned around and exposed their spread asses, Diane told her sons, “Soap over their assholes really well, then stick a finger in and make sure you get it clean.” Two little yelps followed the final instruction, as the girls felt their rear holes invaded. Peter turned to his little sister and repeated the entire process as the older girls rinsed and washed their hair. After her experience on the playground, Megan was glad that Peter's hands were covered with soap so that they slid over her young body. She still yelped an objection to a finger in her tiny anus, but at least it was quick.

As Megan rinsed off, Diane instructed the older girls to begin washing their twins. Sara massaged the soap into Chris's back, over his butt, down his legs, and up his front. Then she reached for his growing penis. As her hand worked soap into the small patch of hair on his groin, the boy's penis grew, just as Peter's was doing in Brandy's hand next to them. The boys turned around and their sisters dutifully soaped over their anuses and pushed soapy fingers inside.

When everyone was cleaned, Diane gave them permission to watch tv for an hour and a half. This was a rare privilege for the kids, since they usually took so long doing their homework, then arguing about making dinner, then five separate showers, even with one kid at a time using Diane's shower, that there was no time left for them to watch tv in the evenings. At least there was something good for them in all this, the kids thought to themselves.

At eight thirty the television went off. The kids prepared to head for their temporary shared bedroom, but their mother stopped them. “One more cum before bed for all of you,” she ordered. So the kids stood in front of the couch and the boys rubbed their small boners as the girls reached into their young pussies to rub their clits. After five minutes, Megan cried out, “I'm cumming,” and shook as her finger worked her tiny button.

The other two girls were right behind her. It took the boys, with their sore dicks and tired balls, ten minutes to have their orgasms. Then Chris had to wipe up his cum before they could all go out front to pee one more time, where at least it was dusk and they could not be seen as well, and then to bed.

(The End)