A Little Foreign Culture Comes to New York - Part 3
By Sir Cum Sizemore
copyright 2005 by Sir Cum Sizemore, all rights reserved

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explicit  depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If
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Caldwell Gets an Interpretation

"Mrs. Blaylock, I have Mr. Caldwell on line two," the
receptionist broke the morning silence of reviewing paper
work.

"Hi, Joe, what's up?"

"I have a tentative ruling from one of the justices of the
state supreme court.  He feels if contacts with the boys'
genitals and anuses are designed to humiliate and weaken
modesty and it is a part of parentally sanctioned
discipline, it isn't the same as the definition of
molestation under the law.  In other words, you can go ahead
with your 'boy toy' concept.  You may not, however, record
masturbation as that is clearly a violation.  Parents may
film those instances for home use, but you can't film the
act and sell the material.  So, what it boils down to is we
won one and lost one."

"Thanks, Joe.  We won the most important one.  I'll inform
the rest of the board, the parents and the faculty of the
rulings."

"Glad I could help, Corrine.  How's it going, otherwise?"

"Well, the kids and faculty gave me a cane for my birthday.
We had a brief demonstration of it in front of the boys.  I
think they got the message.  Maybe it will keep things
peaceful.  Actually, Joe, there hasn't been a referral yet
to the discipline council.  I think the boys are scared to
misbehave.  That's a good thing.  It also kind of blows a
hole in that lame suggestion that their bad behavior was a
chemical imbalance in their brain."

"Good for you, Corrine.  Keep up the good work.  Gotta go, I
have a hearing to attend in a half an hour and I've got to
go over some depositions.  See you at the next board
meeting."

"Later."

Meanwhile, back at the Chamblee home, Eva and Chris are in
the kitchen having a cup of coffee.  Chris is concerned
about making sure her eldest two are properly humiliated all
the time.

"Eva, I know we kind of eased up on the public nudity with
the boys since school opened.  I'm glad we keep them naked
at home, but I think it's time for at least Jack and Steven
to go to school naked.  What do you think?"  Chris was
considering humiliating both boys, mostly Jack, but
obviously concerned over Steven's developing body shyness.

"We certainly can make them do that, if that is what you
want.  I have been missing their nudity too.  I enjoy
watching their penises bounce around when the walk and run.
I do like seeing their erections when they realize they are
going to be publicly exposed.  You know they are not getting
as many erections here any more, I guess they're getting
used to the nudity.  Unless Ula or I rub Jack's penis and
balls he doesn't get hard.  Even bath time is being accepted
and the anal exams don't seem to be working as well.  Let's
do it."

"Fine, then it's settled.  Both are to be sent nude to
school.  If Jeff wants to lose his clothes, and he probably
will, we'll let him, too.  You know it's getting colder.
Will that make a difference?"

Eva found this to be an interesting but understandable
question.  "It shouldn't, in Sweden it gets colder than it
does in New York.  With my brothers we just put heavy coats
on them and let their legs and boy parts fend for
themselves.  They shrink some and their balls get really
compact, but they can be coaxed back to size with some
fondling.  It would be fun to have a ball warming party
every night."

That afternoon, as the boys and Ula ran through the door
from school they had the exuberance of any kid getting out
of school for the day. Eva smiled and gave the standard
after school direction, "Boys, go up to your rooms and
strip.  Don't forget to fold your lederhosen.  I'll have a
snack ready once you're naked."

First to the kitchen was Jack with the short lanyard hanging
from his dick.  He was followed by Jeff.  Steven showed up
last.  Ula, who was now wearing jeans and a tee-shirt helped
her mother get the brownies and milk for the boys.  As the
five sat at the table and rehashed the school day, Eva broke
the news.

"Jack, you and Steven will be attending school nude from now
on.  You will not be allowed to wear anything other than
sandals to class.  Ula, you need to make sure the other
children know they can play with their penises and testicles
if they wish."

Jack and Steven had gone pale at this.  Ula just said, "I
can't wait."

Steven was first to rebel, "But none of the other kids are
naked.  They all wear the lederhosen."

Ula responded, "Boys have to be naked at P.E."

To this Jack countered, "Yeah, but that's just P.E. not
math, reading, art and the other things.

"Well consider your nudity during art your chance to pose
for the other kids' drawings," Eva chuckled.  "When you do
math you can count to twenty one, ten fingers, ten toes, and
a penis."

Steven couldn't stand this decision and he became very
angry.  "I don't want to and I think I'm going to have to
just say 'no'."

Eva was getting a little put out by his attitude.  "Steven,
honey, you are becoming a little bratty.  You are well on
the way to a penis ring if it keeps up.  How would you like
that?"

"Oh I would. Keep arguing Steven!  I love to watch boys'
faces when that thing goes 'snap' and it punches a hole
through their penis."  Ula was beside herself with
excitement over the threat.

Chris entered the kitchen. "Oh, there are my handsome young
boys," pinching Jack's bare bottom through the opening in
the chair back.  "Steven, after you eat, come to the living
room.  I want to spend some time rubbing that little package
of yours.  Maybe we can get it hard.  Jack you can come to.
I want you to masturbate in front of me."

"I need to get some of that fondling, too, and I'd like to
watch Jack masturbate.  How about we all meet in there and
I'll rub Jeff while Jack puts on his show?"  Eva wanted more
bonding moments to counter her spanking moments.

"After the living room we'll take all three to the park and
make them masturbate for the other people present.  We can
call it a field trip."  Chris was getting more aroused at
the thought of watching such a show.

"I want to come to that too."  Ula encouraged the adults.

"Mom, Eva said I have to go to school naked from now on and
I don't want to."  Steven was still fighting those dragons.  

"You are the child and she is the adult.  Besides, I was the
one who told her to make you, so whining to me won't work."

Steven threw what was left of his brownie on to the plate,
huffed, folded his arms and began to pout.

"Oh, Eva he needs a good old fashioned butt warming.  I want
to take care of it this time.  Ula get the strap."

She didn't need to be told twice.  She put her milk down and
ran to get the strap.  Returning she handed it to the
distraught mother.  

"Ula, get in position."  The girl turned her chair around
and awaited the boy's package.  "Steven get over here in
front of Ula."  

"No, I don't want to.  I'm not going to."

"Eva, when you got that cane for Mrs. Blaylock, did you
happen to buy one for here?"

"Yes, Ma'am. I bought a three foot cane for the bottom and
an eighteen inch one to use on their penises.  Would you
like to use one?"

"Well, I believe I would like the long one.  Maybe after
that he'll lose the insolence."

Eva rose to get the new discipline tools, "Let me get it.
In fact, I'll get both.  Perhaps we can try them both on
him. Ula start getting him hard."

Ula jumped from the chair and grabbed Steven's dick.
Pulling it hard she began to pump it as if to masturbate
him.  Aggressively, she crammed the middle finger of her
free hand up the boy's ass and began to roughly explore his
anus, prostate and colon.  He tried to wiggle loose and she
slapped his bottom hard leaving a very distinguishable hand
print.  His little boy wand began to expand and before Eva
returned carrying the two sticks he was firm enough for the
punishment.

Chris took the smaller tool and had Eva hold Steven standing
with his hands behind his back.  His little four inch erect
penis was sticking out parallel to the floor.  Tapping it
with the cane she pulled it back and snapped her wrist.  The
cane whistled through the air as it came to rest on his
penis.  He screamed.  Again, she drew it back and landed a
stinging blow to his little glans.  Again, he screamed in
pain.  Jack cringed at the sight.  Jeff moved over for a
closer look at his sibling's penis with a curious look to
his face and Ula just stood there grinning.  The cane came
down again on the boy's little phallus.  This time it left a
mark close to the base.  Tears flowed from his eyes and he
began sobbing.

"Now, Ula take your position."  The girl sat in the chair
again.  "Steven, let's try this again.  Stand in front of
Eva and give her your boy parts, now."  Crying and
frightened the boy turned to face the waiting little girl.
She grabbed his stinging penis pulling it very firmly and
with the other hand grabbed his scrotum and squeezed the
contents enough to indicate she meant business.  "Steven,
spread your legs apart, and don't make me tell you twice."
He did as he was told.

Though he couldn't see he could hear his mother practice a
couple of swings with the new discipline tool.  The whistle
was much louder than the one she had just used on his boy
part.  Then unannounced the whistle was heard followed by a
sting on his bottom like he'd never experienced.  His feet
left the floor with the sudden pain.  His piercing scream
was blood curdling.  Again, he heard the whistle of the reed
as it passed though the air landing squarely on his bottom.
The pain dwarfed that of the strap.  He began begging for
leniency, but to no avail.  Again, the whistle followed by
the pain.

"Hey, Mom, you're making stripes on his bottom," Jeff
observed.  

At that point, Steven was a basket case as again the cane
did its thing.  Satisfied at the welts she could see, she
stopped.  "Where have these been all my parental life?" She
remarked to her mutually satisfied nanny.

"I told him if he didn't straighten up, we would have to put
a penis ring on him."  Eva added.

"Yes, that looks like it might definitely be in his future.
Let's try these canes for awhile first.  But if he continues
being so difficult, we won't have much choice."

"Mom, his butt is hot."  Jeff had his hand on his brother's
ass and was, obviously, still amazed at what he had just
witnessed.  Ula reached over to feel the boy's bottom.  She
too was wide eyed at the resulting damage.

"Let's just put these over here on the hutch so we know
where they are.  I think we can put the belts away now.
Boys be warned, Eva, Ula and I will use these canes to
discipline you from now on."

Steven was still crying as he was led to the living room to
be fondled. As his mother began to manipulate his genitals,
Steven's penis stung at her touch.  That cane thing made a
lasting impression front and back.  

Finishing their snack, Jack went with Ula to the living room
and Jeff followed.  Eva finished picking up the kitchen and
reported to the gathering.  Grabbing Jeff she seated him
straddling her legs and began to play with his testicles.
Then twirling his glans between her thumb and forefinger she
looked toward Jack and ordered him to begin masturbating.
Ula sat on the floor with her legs crossed to watch the
show.

Jack began rubbing the underside of his penis with his palm
keeping his thumb on top of the shaft.  He was adept at
avoiding the ring.  Slowly, his penis became harder.
Finally, it was so hard it looked like it was going to
explode.  He kept rubbing it.  Reaching a point of no return
his calves tensed and his back and hips arched forward.  He
groaned and got a distant look in his eyes.  Ula said, "Do
it again."

"This time when you are going to have that feeling, I want
you to yell 'I'm cumming, I'm cumming'."  His mother created
a new procedural rule, one that would be used time and again
in Central Park to alert his audiences to his coming
orgasms.  "If you forget, we'll use the penis cane on it to
remind you."

The following morning Steven came to breakfast nude as did
Jeff.  Jeff excited to be free of clothes and Steven shy and
humiliated at the thought of going to school naked.  Jack
reported to the kitchen in his lederhosen.  Noticing Steven
he realized what he had forgotten and removed them.  He too
was somewhat concerned over the prospect of being seen nude,
especially since he had that ring in his penis.  Now
everyone would know what it was and what it looked like.

"Come on boys and you too Ula, Daddy's going to drop you at
school on his way to work.  Get those backpacks on."  She
kissed each of them as they went out to catch the elevator
with their father.  

"You guys look good.  I think you've got great little
bodies, but then I'm your father and I'm supposed to feel
that way.  Don't you think they look good, Ula?"

The little female in the green jumper replied, "I sure do."
She then began pulling on Steven's penis.  He got a
resentful look on his face that suggested defiance but he
thought better of it.

"Dad, we'll be the only naked kids at school.  Can't you
talk to Mom and Eva about this?  Pleeezzzee."  Jack begged
for his intervention.

"Yeah, Dad.  Couldn't you tell them to let us wear the
lederhosen instead?"  Steven implored.

Ula had that 'I'm gonna tell' look on her face when she
heard the boys' request of their father.

"Boys, I could, but I like seeing you naked too.  You're
cute and I like other people seeing all of your little
beautiful bodies.  Jack you know the girls like those legs.
That's what made you shy in the first place.  Now, they'll
love your little pecker too.  Steven, you're pretty well
hung for a little boy, you should be proud to show it off.
Besides, nobody 'tells' your mother what to do-not even me."

"I like being naked, Daddy."

"I know you do Jeff.  And you're pretty too."  He bent over
and kissed his youngest on top of his head.

The car pulled up to the drop off point.  Mrs. Zimmerman was
on 'car duty.'  As he stopped, Tony kissed each of the boys
and Ula quickly ushered them from the door Mrs. Zimmerman
had opened.  Upon seeing the nude kids, she said, "Sure
saves on the laundry doesn't it?"  both chuckled.

After Tony pulled away, the teacher bent over and reminded
the boys their bodies and all the parts were now public
property and could be touched anytime by anyone.  She also
reminded them failure to allow that or covering up at
anytime would result in caning by either a faculty member,
Ula or Mrs. Blaylock.  "From the looks of things, one of you
has felt the cane already." She noted the stripes still
quite visible on Steven's bare bottom and patted him on the
head.

"Hey look, the Chamblee boys are nude."  Soon they were the
talk of the school, even though all of the boys were nude
during physical education, it was unheard of to be publicly
exposed all day long.

Seeing the naked boys coming down the hallway, Corrine
called three of the youngest girls on campus over. "Boys
come here. You three girls need to grab their boy handles,
that's these," she flicked all three erect penises, "and
pull them to their classrooms.  Let me know if they don't
let you pull them all the way there."  The girls who were
five or six years old grabbed their boy parts, began
giggling and pulled them down the hallway.

During the morning announcements Corrine announced, "The
three Chamblee boys are nude and will be nude from now on.
Their boy parts are toys for all to play with.  You don't
need permission, just reach out and grab them whenever the
spirit moves you.  You may explore their backsides too.
Have fun with them and report anytime they refuse you or try
to cover up to a teacher or me.  I'm sure there will be more
naked kids soon.  Kenny did you hear that?"

In Mr. Shepard's room you could hear the "oooooo"s and
"busted" after that announcement.  Kenny sat at his desk and
blushed.

Phillip and Jeremy Symington made the mistake of telling
their nanny, Olivia, about the Chamblee boys first naked day
at school.  Hearing them laugh and carry on she decided not
to be out done.  "You two will begin attending school nude
tomorrow.  So, I wouldn't make too much fun of the
Chamblees."

"Oh, please, Olivia, we weren't meaning to make fun.  Don't
make us be naked.  We won't talk about it again," Jeremy
implored her.

"No, boys, I've been waiting for a good reason to send you
nude. I love seeing those swinging little dicks bounce
around as you walk.  Your making fun of the those Chamblee
boys was just the excuse I needed."

"Mom, Mom!" Phillip called out to locate his mother and
appeal the nanny's decision.

"What is it Phillip?"  Joy Symington entered the kitchen.

"Olivia said we have to go to school naked from now on.
Please tell her we don't."

"You boys know what Olivia decides about you is the law.  I
won't go against her decisions, ever!  She wants you naked,
then so do I and naked you'll be."

"Thank you, Mrs. Symington.  I've had about all the attempts
at one-upmanship in these matters as I can stand.  Phillip,
for trying to undermine my efforts you will get the strap
after supper.  Mrs. Symington, I will need you to hold his
lanyard while I bust that little bottom of his."

"That will be fine, Olivia.  I was wondering what I could do
for entertainment this evening.  Oh, Olivia, Chris Chamblee
said they now have two canes to use on the boys-a long one
for their backsides and a short one to use on their little
peepees.  See if you can find out where they got them."

"They certainly would help.  I'll talk to Eva." Then turning
toward Jeremy she asked, "Jeremy, do you have any comments?"

Not having to think twice about what he just heard, he
replied almost immediately, "No, Ma'am, you want us to be
naked all day, so I'll be naked all day."

Following dinner the two women, Jeremy and the boys' father,
George, went to the living room for the execution of
Phillip's sentence.  He began crying as they cleared the
doorway and immediately began pleading, "I'll do what she
says.  Please, I will, I'll do whatever Olivia says.  I
won't try to get you to change it, Mom."

"Phillip, we want you to remember what happens when you do.
The only way for that to happen is to give you a taste of
the discipline for that kind of thing."  With that Joy
tugged hard on his penis lanyard stretching that bad boy out
about three inches.  It hurt and sent a message that she
might pull the tip off if he didn't follow.  Olivia held the
strap in her hand.  Joy fed the lanyard through the slats in
a chair and pulled it tight forcing Phillip up against the
chair.  

"Bend over, Phillip," Olivia commanded.  The still pleading
and bawling boy slowly bent over the chair as his mother
maintained her pull on his penis.  SWISSSHHH, SWAT the first
blow hit the boy's bottom crossing both cheeks.  The red
stripe stood out against the paler white flesh of his
buttocks.  SWWWISSSSHH, SWATTTT another blow caught him
below the cheeks but on the top of his legs.  He screamed in
pain.  SWWWWISSSHHH, SWWWATTT another piercing blow from the
wide leather strap landed cutting a swath about two inches
wide.  As the spanking went on his bottom turned red-so red
each successive swat turned the cheeks white before the mark
blended with the red of previous lashes.  SWWWWIISSSSSH
SWATTTT.  The force of the twelfth stripe pushed the boy's
feet off the floor a few inches.  The penis lanyard
tightened as if it were a fisherman fighting a large bass.
The pull caused pain to shoot up through his penis.   He was
crying and begging for forgiveness, promising not to repeat
the behavior.  SWWWWISSSH SWATTT, his pleadings went
unheeded.  SWWWWWISSSH, SWWWATTTT.  The fourteenth swat
brought on pleadings for Olivia to stop.  SWWWISSSSH,
SWATTTTT.  The fifteenth and final swat completed the
ordeal. The boy's ass was burning and his penis was
throbbing from the pulling.  He hurt from both ends, but his
backside was definitely drawing more of his attention.  

Needless to say, the following morning there were five nude
boys arriving at school.  

It was then, Corrine decided Kenny was to be the sixth.
After talking to Eva on the phone, she also decided she was
going to need to use a penis cane on these guys.  It sounded
highly erotic to her and she relished the idea of making
their little dicks hurt and hurt badly.

The first Parent-Teacher Organization meeting was held the
following Thursday.  Kids were in attendance and supervised
by the girls from each of the classrooms.  Ula held a penis
length cane to her side to keep a visible sign of her
authority.  As a result, the boys played without problem and
made no effort to challenge her.  In the gym, the parents
were responding to a question and answer period.

"Mrs. Blaylock, there are six boys who attend school nude.
Who are they and why?"

"As you will remember, one of the tenants of our program has
to do with breaking down boys' modesty and disciplining with
humility as well as corporal punishment.  These boys'
parents have decided they want the nudity to ensure their
sons' compliance and make them accept their bodies in a more
healthy way.  Five of these boys are sons of our board
members and one, Kenny, is my son."

"How long are they going to be sent nude?"

"All year and probably every day they are in attendance at
the school.  In other words, I don't see any of these boys
wearing anything until they're into puberty."

"Winter is just around the corner.  Isn't that going to make
it difficult?"

"No, cold doesn't cause sickness, viruses do.  They will
wear heavy coats when it's very cold, but their genitals and
butts will be exposed.  We will ask the girls to warm up
their genitals when they arrive at school."

"Are we allowed to send our sons nude, too?"

"Yes, I thought we were clear about that when you enrolled
them.  Any of you can make your boys attend fully nude for
as long or short a period of time as you wish.  It'll make
undressing and dressing for physical education and swimming
much more expeditious and will sure make it easier to
discipline them when they need it."

That response drew a brief period of laughter from the
parent audience.  

"Well mine's going to show up nude tomorrow."  Following the
testament the determined mother sat back down.  There was a
rumbling of discussion in the stands and a lot of head
nodding.

The following day, at least three quarters of the student
body showed up naked.  The girls were in heaven as these
boys' penises and anuses were their playground under the
rules of the school.  The little girls spent most of the
first day grabbing and pulling penises and rubbing and
squeezing testicles.  During physical education, anal
penetration became sport.  Boys could not deny any of it.  

To Mrs. Zimmerman's delight, Ricky was naked as the day he
was born when he arrived the day after the meeting.  His
mother took time to tell her she felt the boy was feeling
his oats too much and he needed some painful discipline to
get his attention.  Mrs. Zimmerman told the mother she would
use a penis cane on his little dick, if he got caught in his
misbehavior.  She was in complete agreement with the
decision and wanted to be able to watch.  It was agreed she
would be called and could tune in on her computer and watch
it on video cam.  

"Children, please have a seat and get out your math books.
I want you to turn to page 77 and work the first five
problems."  Mrs. Zimmerman always began the day with math.
She felt if she got math and reading out of the way early
the kids would do better.  She turned to write the page
number and problems on the board.  Ricky removed a small wad
of paper he'd been chewing from his mouth and winged it hard
at Phillip.  The other boys giggled as Phillip shouted
"Hey!" as a result of the surprise.

"What was that about young man?" Mrs. Zimmerman asked the
victim.

"Something hit me in the head.  It just surprised me, that's
all."

"What hit you in the head, Phillip?"

"I don't know.  Just something."

Gloria raised her hand, "Mrs. Zimmerman, Ricky threw a
spitball and hit him in the ear."

Turning to Ricky she asked, "Is that true, Ricky?"

"No, Ma'am, I was just sitting here.  I didn't throw
anything."

"Ricky, if I find out you're lying to me, you know what the
punishment will be.  Now, everyone get back to work."

The teacher returned to finish writing the assignment on the
board.  Ricky, pissed at her and sensing her distain for
him, flipped a bird behind her back.  He was oblivious to
the female situation in the classroom.  Call it inexperience
or impulsivity, he had just made a grievous error.

"Mrs. Zimmerman," Gloria shouted, "he just flipped you off."

You could see the fire in her eyes as she turned to Ricky.
"Ula, please go to Mrs. Blaylock and tell her you need the
penis cane.  Tell her you and I are going to take turns on
his little dick for awhile."  Ula rose and left the room.

"She's lying, Mrs. Zimmerman.  I didn't flip off anybody.  I
was just pointing with this finger," holding up his index
finger.  

"Ricky, you're sneaky and you lie a lot.  It's time for us
to bring you down a peg and build some character in you.
When we've finished with your little penis, you won't be
touching it much.  Your pleasure station will be closed for
three or four days.  You deserve this."  

The other boys not wanting any of the discipline overflow
began working on their math assignment.  They were resigned
to the fact that Ricky was going to get his and it would
happen right in front of them.  There was a sadistic desire
to watch the torture but the vicariousness of the
demonstration hurt to think about.

Ula returned carrying a reed about a quarter inch thick and
eighteen inches long.  Right behind her with a video cam was
Mrs. Blaylock.  "Mrs. Zimmerman, Ricky's mother wants to see
her son get his little boy tool disciplined.  I told her
we'd do it live on-line, but because it's going to happen in
the classroom we'll just tape it and send it to her in an
avi format."

"Ricky get up here, now.  Jason you need to come up too."

"I didn't do anything Mrs. Zimmerman. Why do I have to come
up there?"

"I know you didn't do anything Jason, I want you to play
with Ricky's boy parts to get him hard for the spanking.
I'm not going to do anything to you, unless you don't get
the job done."

Scared the fellow ten year old reached down and began
playing with Ricky's balls.  The other boys chuckled with
the embarrassment of having to play with another boy's
genitals in a public forum.  Little did they know, it would
gradually become a common practice at the school, prior to
such punishment.

"Jason, you need to lick his balls and penis awhile.  Let's
go, he's not responding fast enough."  Zimmerman was getting
impatient.  Mrs. Blaylock was beginning to get aroused as
the little boy knelt and began using his tongue to stimulate
his classmate.  Jason, too, naked as the day he was born,
began to show his own reaction to the attentions he was
required to make toward Ricky.  His boy member was
stretching at full staff as were the penises of most of the
observers.  Unconsciously many of the boys moved their hands
down to play with their own penises as they watched.  Seeing
this Mrs. Blaylock said, "All of you naked boys get up there
and stand along the blackboard right now.  Face me.  Okay,
now watch Jason and Ricky and play with your own little
parts like you were in the seats."

What a show.  A good looking ten or eleven year old, Ricky,
getting his boy parts licked by a classmate as the other
boys stood naked, watched, and toyed with their own parts
during the session.  

Ricky's penis was now standing hard and straight.  "Ula,
have you ever used a cane before?"  Mrs. Zimmerman asked.

"No, I haven't, Mrs. Z," the girl shyly replied.

"Well, neither have I so we're going to learn together."
Then turning to the other boys she said, "Watch this and
remember you could be next.  And, if you are, we'll be
better than this."  Returning her attention to Ula, she
said, "You will go first. Give him four and swing that thing
hard."  Mrs. Zimmerman grabbed the screaming boy and held
his arms behind his back.  With her knee to his buttocks she
pushed his little three incher forward.

Ula took the cue and didn't need further direction.  She
moved to the side and took aim with the cane tapping his
shaft lightly.  Then she drew it back and with as much force
as she could muster brought it down on his penis. There was
a snap as it connected and the phallus bounced up and down
from the contact.  The boy's scream expressed the
excruciating pain.  The boys' faces winced at the sight.

"You sure you never used a cane before?"  Mrs. Zimmerman
asked the little disciplinarian.

"Nope, I never did."

"Well you could have fooled me.  Go ahead three more."

Swwwissshhh, snapppp.  Again the little penis bounced.  It
was showing a change to dark pink on the shaft.  
"Ooooooweeeeheeee, owwwweeeeheeee, please, please."  The boy
was so choked with crying he couldn't finish his thought.

Swwwissssh, snapppp.  She caught him on the glans.  The boy
screamed and violently wiggled trying to free himself from
her grasp.

Swwwwwish, snapppp.  Again, she caught his glans.  It was
evident from her eyes and the subtle grin, the glans was to
become her favorite target for the cane on bad boys.  

"Ula, you did a fine job on Ricky, now come back here and
make sure the camera gets him in the second part.  I'm going
to hold him so Mrs. Zimmerman can get her licks in."  Mrs.
Blaylock got up and left the camera on record as she spelled
the teacher, taking the begging child by his arms.  During
the four from Ula he lost his erection. It was evident that
he wasn't going to be able to be coaxed back to erect for
the remainder of his punishment.  His penis was somewhat
swollen and touching it would only cause more pain which was
the enemy of arousal.

"I'm afraid, Mrs. Z, you'll have to either finish up on his
backside with the longer cane or you'll have to finish up in
a couple of days.  He's gone limp and I don't think we'll
recover the erection now."

"Turn him over your knee, Mrs. Blaylock.  I'll use the cane
on his backside now."  Compliantly, the principal put the
boy face down over her lap.  Holding his arms back and legs
down she awaited the caning.

"Hey, you be careful.  I'm sitting right here." Blaylock
half chuckled.

"I will."

The cane was tapped on the boy's bottom two or three times.
Then it was drawn back and with a whistle ended with a
snapping sound on his backside.  Immediately a red stripe
about six inches long appeared.  Again, the swish and then
another snap.  He screamed mixed with pleadings to stop.
Swish, snap.  "This isn't as difficult to use as I thought.
Actually it's self reinforcing.  You can see how effective
you were almost immediately."  Swisshhh, snappp. A final
stripe caught the lower part of his cheeks almost connecting
with Mrs. Blaylock's leg which was used to hold him in
place.

When Ricky was released he fell to the floor and sobbed.  He
obviously was going to spend a lot of time on his side as
both front and back were in stinging pain.  The other boys
in the classroom were duly impressed with what they had
witnessed and were sure they didn't want any of that
business.

"Boys get back to your seats and keep playing with your
penises for awhile," Mrs. Blaylock ordered.  "Ula make sure
you get footage of them fingering themselves as they go back
to their seats."  Ula began to zoom in and out to amplify
the images of their little fingers playing and pulling on
their penises.

Mrs. Zimmerman then addressed Ricky, "Ricky, you need to go
to your seat and sit now. Get a Kleenex off my desk on the
way and dry that nose off."

The beaten boy walked back to his seat after throwing the
soiled Kleenex in the trash can.  He sat and then
immediately stood.  The pain was renewed each time he tried
to put his bottom to the plastic seat.  

"Ricky, take you seat or we'll do this again." She swished
the cane through the air.

"I can't Mrs. Zimmerman, it hurts," the still sniffling boy
replied.

"I know it hurts, that's why I want you to do it.  I want
you to have the most unpleasant and painful experience of
your short life, so I don't have to do this again.  Now,
sit."

Cringing he lowered himself to the seat. His sobbing was
renewed as a result of the pain.  But he sat.  

Fifteen minutes later the class had to report to the gym for
physical education.  Ricky could actually feel his bottom
peel from contact with the chair.  He rose and his penis was
swollen to almost twice its normal girth and quite red.

Back in the office, Ricky's mother was called and she was
assured an avi would be in her e-mail within the hour.

Ricky's mom's final words to Corrine were, "Tell Mrs.
Zimmerman thank you for me. And feel free to use the video
file for training and to indoctrinate troublemakers.  You
might as well make believers of the others."


Meanwhile, Back at the Chamblee Apartment

"Mrs. Chamblee, I'm afraid we continue to have a problem
brewing with Steven.  He is becoming more and more
rebellious.  I have spanked him at least four times this
week, Ula has had to spank his penis once and you had to
spank him earlier.  I think we should give some thought to
installing a ring in his penis."  Eva was at wits end with
the almost nine year old.  He was becoming more than a
handful and needed to be brought into line.  The ring would
do just that.

"Well, Eva I so wanted to avoid it if we could, but I think
you're right.  Obviously, the spankings alone aren't doing
much to pull him into line.  If we do it though, I want it
done at school where the other boys can get an idea of what
will befall them if they don't keep on the straight and
narrow and they can use their webcam to document it for all
the world to see.  Hey, I know a week from Monday is his
ninth birthday.  Let's make this one of his birthday
surprises.  I'll talk to Corrine about it."

Following the discussion Chris called the principal of the
school.  She found that Corrine and the teachers were also
detecting an increasing amount of rebellion which seemed to
accelerate when he was made to be nude all the time.  She
had to use the cane on his ass just that morning and he
would be sporting six welts when he came home.  She felt the
penis ring might help and would be glad to host the
installation at the school.

"Eva, call Sarah and have her get the stuff together.  She
will be installing Steven's penis halter a week from Monday
at the school.  Remember, this is our little secret-a
birthday extra. Corrine has also agreed to keep it quiet."
Chris instructed with the look of a cat that swallowed the
canary.

"Consider it done."  

"Oh and Eva, see if she has two rings.  I think Kenny is
going to get one, too.  Corrine was pretty sure she wanted
him 'on a leash'."

"I'll call her right now."

Eva called Sarah and made the arrangements for the rings to
be installed.  The young girl was excited about doing one
and possibly two more.

"I just love piercing those little dicks.  I like the look
on the boys' faces when I do it.  It's shear panic.  Then
the snap and the pin sticking through their little wands,
they scream and cry, I slide that sucker through their
little dicks and then they just have to get used to it. It's
really fun to do."

"Well, you just bring the stuff to the school next Monday
morning and we'll be doing it live on the net as well as
live before all those little boys who are possibly next on
the list.  So you might want to dress nice."

"Ha, ha!  Maybe I'll wear my dress jeans and a tee-shirt."

"See you next Monday."

The weekend went without any problem, except for Steven's
borderline bad mouth.  He was sporting six raised welts from
Corrine's caning when he got home and this seemed to keep
him in line for the following two days.  He was completely
unaware of what was to befall him in a little over a week.

On Tuesday he gave Eva a hard time when she told him to get
his bath.  He complained about how rough Ula was when she
washed his testicles and fingered his anus.  When Eva
brushed it off he had to go one further and accuse her of
not caring about him or his brothers.  That wasn't the
problem though.  The problem was his anger made him yell at
Eva and despite a warning he continued his barrage of bad
attitude ending his tirade with "You and Ula can just go
fuck yourself."  Coming from a soon to be nine year old this
was entirely unacceptable.

Eva immediately responded by grabbing the cane and in Ula's
absence she made Jack hold his dick and balls while she
applied the reed to his ass.  Lash after lash landed on his
firm ass leaving a series of raised welts.  One of which had
cut enough to cause some bleeding.  Completely devastated
and thoroughly frustrated at his lack of control, the child
fell to the floor after the caning and sobbed. Rather than
demanding corner time, Eva left him on the floor to try to
get collected again.

On Monday morning the boys, naked as the day they were born,
left for school.  They looked very cute with their little
penises flopping and their backpacks riding high above the
globes of their bare little butts.  Off they went.  Steven
was unusually happy as it was his birthday and he knew his
parents and Eva had done some shopping.  He saw some
presents wrapped and waiting on the hutch in the dining
room.  What he didn't know was there was  a present waiting
at school as well.

"Boys and girls, today is a special day for two of the
children.  I want to wish Steven Chamblee a happy birthday
and I want to let Kenny Blaylock know there is a special
present for him as well.  What I would like to do is have
both Steven and Kenny come to the gym at this time to get
ready for their special presents and in about fifteen
minutes teachers can bring the rest of the school to the
party."  The announcement made Steven very excited.  He
wondered what he was going to get.  Kenny was a little more
apprehensive thinking his mother must have purchased a peace
offering for him.  At any rate, both boys were somewhat
curious and excited at the same time as they walked to the
gym-both completely nude with dicks swinging.

As they entered the gym the tables which were remember from
their use on "Tip Off Day" were sitting in the middle of the
floor.  The two boys stood at the doorway.  They were alone.
No one was there yet to help them with their surprise, but
those tables were ominous to them.

"Hey, Steven, aren't those the tables they used when they
cut the skin off those other kids' dicks?"

"I think so," Steven's eyes were very large.  "Do you think
they're going to cut our wiener's, Kenny?"

"No.  We don't have any skin there so I'm sure they aren't
going to do that."

"Hi boys."  Corrine entered the gym.  "I need for each of
you to get on a table on your back."

"Mom, are they going to cut us?"

"No, Kenny, I won't let anyone cut either of you.  Just get
on the tables so we can get ready for your party, Steven."

"Why do we have to be on the tables for my party, Mrs.
Blaylock?"

"Its part of your surprise.  Just hop up on this one right
here."  Corrine patted the leather covering on the examining
table.  

Slowly Steven pushed himself up on the table.  "Now, just
lie back and wait until I get Kenny on his."  Steven
complied.  Rather than putting his legs in the stirrups he
straddled them with his legs spread to either side.  He had
a definite look of concern as to what was happening.

Walking to the other table she instructed her son to do the
same.  He, too, was showing signs of the concern and fear
mixture.  Corrine then strapped the boys arms down and
cinched the chest strap across his body.  "Why are you doing
that, Mom?"  She continued to position his legs in the
stirrups and strap them securely in place.

"Kenny, just relax.  It's all part of a party game."  She
twisted the truth so as not to scare the still unsecured
Steven.  All she would need is for him to bolt at this
point.

Walking to Steven she began the same process of securing
him.  As she put the strap across his chest he said, "I'm
scared.  What are you going to do to us?"  

Rubbing his little boyhood for a moment to calm him, she
looked into his eyes and said, "Don't worry, Steven, you'll
be fine. It's your birthday and you're about to get one of
your presents.  That's all!"

Taking his legs she positioned and secured them without any
hassle.  This somewhat surprised her as Steven's
belligerence was becoming a regular problem.  Finished she
returned to playing with his hardening penis.  As she rubbed
and pulled it rose to full salute.  "See, you like this
don't you?"  

She then walked to her son's side and began stimulating his
penis as she had Steven's.  Soon he too was erect.  Their
little flagpoles standing up from the reposed bodies were a
cute sight.  Momentarily, the doors opened and the other
children and teachers began to file into the gym.  Taking
their seats in the assigned areas of the bleachers they were
talking and pointing at the aroused boys strapped to the
tables.  After the kids had been seated, Eva, Chris and Tony
Chamblee walked in.  Steven was somewhat relieved to see
them.  Though things had been rough for a few months they
still represented security to the boy.

His parents and nanny walked to his bedside.  Chris
immediately fondled his little peter and spoke gently.
Then, Mrs. Blaylock took the microphone and said, "Boys and
girls today we have a special program for you to watch.  As
you are aware, Jack Chamblee and the Symington boys each
have rings though their penises.  Today, we will have two
more boys with one in theirs and you get to watch it happen.
Now, there will be some pain involved in this process and
the boys will scream for part of this.  You will also see
some blood, but nothing that happens will hurt for long."

"Mom, please, Eva, I will do what you want.  I'm sorry I was
bad.  Please don't make me get one of those things like
Jack.  Please."  With that Steven began to cry and sob
loudly.  "I mean it, I will be good from now on."

"I'm sorry, Steven, we told you this would happen if you
weren't careful. You weren't and so it's happening.  Soon
you'll be used to it, just like your brother."  Eva tried to
explain the reason with him.

Kenny got angry.  He started shouting threats at his mother.
He tried to get free of the straps, but it was futile.  "I'm
not going to wear one of those damn things.  You can forget
it."  Corrine just ignored him.  She was getting turned on
by his angry fits of opposition and the thought of him
finally getting his just desserts.  It was a good feeling
that she was going to have this done and he had nothing he
could do or say about it.

"Mrs. Blaylock," the secretary stuck her head in the door,
"a lady named Sarah is here.  She said she is expected?"

"Yes, show her in."

Momentarily, in walked the young blonde girl who brought
flashbacks to Jack and the Symington boys.  There she was
again.  It was definite Steven and Kenny were about to feel
the pain of the thick needle as it pierced their boyhood
prizes.  Jack could recall the sudden burst of pain as the
trigger was depressed and he secretly liked the idea that
Steven was now to share that with him.

Momentarily, Sarah met quietly in the corner of the gym with
Corrine, Chris, Tony and Eva.  She then shook her head and
went to each table to inspect the penises of her next
victims.  Stretching Kenny's penis as far as she could she
smiled and said, "I'd like to suck that one for a while."
Then she went to Steven's bedside.  "How old are you Steven?
This is only your ninth birthday and you have such a big boy
sized pee-pee.  I can't wait to fix it for you, you know
make it more decorative."

Steven again tried to plead this time to Sarah, "I'll be
good for my parents and Eva.  You don't have to do this to
me."

"I'm sorry Honey, but you apparently blew it.  I'm going to
have to put the ring in it to help you remember to be better
behaved.  Maybe if you're good for awhile they'll let you
take it out."

"I need for the boys to be hard as possible for this
process. Could we get some fondlers down here for Steven?
You know some little cock sucker from the audience. (Nobody
said Sarah had couth.)  I'm going to suck Kenny."

"Jeremy Symington, come down here please," Eva called out.
Slowly, the boy three years Steven's elder came down to the
floor with a look of pissed off on his face. "I want you to
suck Steven's little penis for him.  Get at it now."

"Not in front of the whole school.  Please, Miss Eva, I
won't ever live it down.  Don't make me do that faggot stuff
to him in front of my friends," Jeremy begged.  "Let one of
his brothers do it."

Eva put her arm over the naked boy's shoulder and walked him
with his back to the audience and quietly stated, "You do
what I ask or so help me, Jeremy, I'll use a cane on that
ass of yours and do your dick as well right here in front of
everyone.  They get to see you crying like a baby with red
stripes on both sides or you do what I asked and go back to
your seat.  Regardless, you will suck his dick after all's
said and done.  One way you'll be doing it with a stinging
ass and dick or the other way just a little embarrassment.
You choose."

Sarah approached Kenny's table and took his phallus into her
hand.  She began to flip it up and down and playfully move
it side to side.  Then she licked his ball sack and began
kissing his shaft.  As she took the boy's engorged glans
into her mouth she pulled her head back up and continued the
in and out movement of his glans.  Even with the up coming
piercing in his mind he couldn't resist the erection from
this teasing.  Up it went.

Slowly, Sarah reached into her bag and pulled out the
piercing apparatus.  Taking a sterile packet she was able to
insert the thick needle into its place on the apparatus.
She cocked it and squeezed the trigger.  The test was
successful.  The needle snapped form side to side in the
apparatus.  Recocking the thing, she grabbed Kenny penis by
the glans and pulled it up.  Placing the penis between the
sides of the apparatus head, she took a moment to aim.  Then
SNAP.  The needle was released shooting through the girth of
the boy's penis.  Blood began to flow.  The boy's scream was
frightening but thoroughly arousing to those hearing it.
"OOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!! OOOOO!!!!!OOOOOO!!! Take it out, take it
out!!!! OOOOOOO!!!!"  Freeing the penis from the needle, she
placed the apparatus on the table and opened another sterile
bag containing the ring.  Sliding the latch back, she
grabbed the penis stretched it out and fed the ring side to
side through the new bleeding hole in his penis.  Once
through she released the latch which closed securely
completing the ring.   Eventually, the bleeding slowed and
his penis was cleaned up by Eva.

After doing Kenny's ring she walked to Steven's table.  He
began a last ditch effort to plead his way out of what was
about to happen-begging and promising to amend his life.
Sarah ignored it.  She opened another sterile package and
placed a new needle in the apparatus.  Again, with Steven
looking on she tested the function by dry snapping the
machine.  Taking his little boy part she stretched it out
and positioned the apparatus.  Sadistically, she was in no
hurry to squeeze the trigger.  She enjoyed the look of panic
in her victims eyes as he anticipated the painful intrusion.
Momentarily she squeezed the trigger and SNAP the needle
pierced the little boy's dick side to side.  He screamed at
the sudden pain and wiggled side to side to try to be free
of the apparatus.  "Lie still.  Steven, lie still.  If you
keep moving it will tear a bigger hole in your little
wiener.  Stop moving and I'll take it out."

He calmed long enough for her to retract the needle and move
the apparatus.  The blood was flowing quite freely from his
little penis.  The crowd was mumbling.  Most of those in
attendance were still dealing with the empathetic phantom
pain they encountered while watching the process.  

Sarah unwrapped the other ring and threaded it through
Steven's swollen penis.

Following the process she gave each set of parents the care
instructions and thanked them for the opportunity to serve
them. Corrine was given her first set of lanyards and the
Chamblees were given their second set. Both handed her their
checks for the services.  

The boys were left secured to the tables so their classmates
could walk by and inspect the new jewelry.  Steven was
crying openly and Kenny was sniffling in closure to his
crying spell.  Corrine had made it plain, "Boys, this could
happen to you, if you aren't careful with your mouths and
behavior."

"Mrs. Blaylock, the boys shouldn't have any leaders attached
or the ring shouldn't be pulled for three days.  Mrs.
Chamblee and Eva know to watch for blood in the urine.  It
could mean the ring has pierced the urethra, and, if so, the
child will have to sit to urinate until the ring is removed
and his body can repair itself.  I would suggest you let one
of the girls hold their dicks while they pee for the next
few days to make sure they aren't passing blood."

"Good idea, Sarah." Turning to the assembled audience she
announced, "I need one of the girls from Mr. Shepard's room
and one of the girls from Mr. Rothberg's class to be
assigned to hold the boys' penises every time they go to the
bathroom.  They are to watch to make sure there is no blood
passed for the next few days."
 
Immediately several little girls began jumping up and down
with their hands raised seeking selection for the required
task.  Both Bill Rothberg and Warren Shepard selected a girl
from their class to assume the duty.  The chosen students
came to the table and were instructed to hold the penis and
point it wherever they wanted and to watch the urine for
signs of blood.  They were to report any sign to their
teachers. They were told to shake the penis after the boy
completed urinating to get rid of any remaining droplets.  
The boys were, in turn, told they were to announce the need
to urinate both at school and home.  They were also told
failure to have a girl holding their penises when they
urinated, until told otherwise, would result in a caning.

"It is all right to cane them isn't it?" Corrine asked the
still present piercing specialist.

"I wouldn't do their penises for a week or so, but their
asses are yours to do with what they deserve.  Now, can I
fondle some of these other little studs?  I do like seeing
prepubescent hardons, they're so cute."

"All nude boys, line up facing me," Corrine commanded.  In
response twenty or so other boys left the bleachers and
stood facing her. "Spread your legs and put your hands on
your heads."  To avoid the cane all complied.  "Why don't
you pick out four or five who meet your fancy and take them
to the conference room where you can have some privacy."

As she walked down the line, she pulled and shook the
Chamblee and Symington boy's penises as she passed.  "I can
have these anytime I want, she told Mrs. Blaylock."  As she
came to Jack, Phillip and Jeremy she took time to play with
the ring and inspect her handiwork.  When she flicked
Jeremy's she said, "There was a time there, we thought you'd
be peeing like a girl.  I'm glad it worked out for you."
This elicited a round of chuckles from the other children
and smiles from the adults.  Jermey who was fully erect just
gave a nervous smile as she gave his ring a tug.  Sarah
selected two boys from Mr. Shepard's room and one each from
Mrs. Zimmerman's room and Mr. Rothberg's room.  All four
fairly gifted with length.  


Interscholastic Competition

The faculty was meeting in the lounge.  Rarely did they meet
anywhere else.  It wasn't necessary as small a group as they
were.  Corrine entered the room, "Good morning folks, a
Sister Margaret from St. James Catholic School called and
wondered if we would like to have our boys compete with hers
in a swim meet.  In the spirit of competition, I thought it
would be a great idea.  Bill, you swam in college didn't
you?"

Rothberg acknowledged the question with an affirmative nod.

"Would you coach the boys for the meet?"

"I'd be glad to.  We have some work though, some of them
don't even know how to swim.  We might want to look at
getting the bathing caps and Speedos they will need. This is
quite a process and there's a lot of work involved."

"First they are to swim nude-no Speedos, no suits, no
nothing.  God gave them a perfect wet suit and they can wear
it.  There's one problem down.  Now, if we need to purchase
some head gear we can get our parents to buy them.  As far
as swim lessons we can arrange them after school and require
all non-swimmers to attend.  I'll see if St. John's College
or NYU have any students who could teach the boys swimming
as a project.  All I want you to do is coach them."

"Meets my needs, I'd be glad to do it," Rothberg was
satisfied.

Corrine returned to her office and called Sister Margaret to
confirm the meet.  It was to be held at the Olympic pool at
the Catholic high school.  "I want to be very candid,
Sister, our boys swim nude.  If that's a problem, then we
might want to call this off."

"Oh no, we heard they swam nude and that's one of the
reasons we called you.  I'd like to loosen up our parents
and their little boys as far as their false modesty.
They're kids for crying out loud and they shouldn't be
embarrassed about their bodies.  It'll be a good show and a
good lesson for our parents."

"You mean you don't find penises and testicles being exposed
as sinful?"

"No, I don't.  I grew up in a large family and my six
brothers were nude in front of me quite often-sometimes by
choice and sometimes because my mother or father made them
strip.  That went on until they hit puberty.  They're no
worse the wear for it."

"Sister, why don't you and some of your parents come for a
tour of our program?  We'd love to have you."

"I'd love to.  This week is bad for me but I can come next
Tuesday afternoon."

"Come early and we'll do lunch."

"How about eleven thirty.  Is that good for you?"

"Great."


The Visit

"Hi, I'm Sister Margaret and these two ladies are parents of
some of our students.  This is Kathy Rogers and this is
Betty Smithfield."

"Come in," Corrine ushered them into her office.

"I'm not sure where to start.  The school was built on the
premise that boys' behavior and learning could be controlled
without using pills as is so common in other schools today.
The foundation of our program is built on firm and strong
discipline, love, and building self-esteem through healthy
body image.  As we tour you will note that well over half of
our students are naked.  Their parents and/or the school
feel these boys need to have some humiliation to build self-
acceptance.  You will also note they will let you touch any
parts of their bodies you wish.  All you have to do is ask.

"Our little girls will be clothed as we feel they need some
modesty and they also need the appearance of authority."

As she continued, the receptionist knocked and opened the
door.  "Mrs. Blaylock, I'm sorry to disturb you, but Jack
Chamblee is out here with a note.  It doesn't look good he's
already crying."

"Well, it looks like you will get a first hand observation
today.  Send him in."

"Maybe we should leave and let you do this in private.  I
mean the boy will be embarrassed with us watching."

"No, no.  It's good for him to be embarrassed.  Maybe he
won't misbehave again if it's embarrassing," Corrine
replied.

Just as she finished, Jack walked through the door.  His
penis sporting the gold ring and his eyes filled with tears.

"What's that thing on his wanker?" Kathy asked.

"It's a penis ring.  Some of the boys have rings we attach
leaders to so we can control them from a distance."  Turning
the boy toward the visitors she held his penis up to display
the ring.  "See we clip a little leader to this ring and we
can yank him into appropriate behavior.  Jack, go over to
the ladies and let them examine you."

Taking his penis in her hand, Kathy looked to Corrine to be
sure it was okay. After getting positive nod she played with
the ring as Jack's penis hardened.  "Little boys are so cute
when they get woodies, don't you think?  I have two girls, I
wish I had a boy so we could expose him to others."

"This boy has the most well defined legs.  Look at his
thighs and calves and those cute little buns.  He's
beautiful.  His penis is really a nice size.  His tan is
completely even-no tan lines.  This kid is gorgeous", Sister
Margaret noted.

Betty spoke up, "I have boys.  One is seven and the other
just started kindergarten.  If these rings help, maybe I'll
have them fitted too."

"These rings don't get placed on a boy until his behavior
gets out of hand.  They are for attitude adjustment and
hopefully will be removed when they get their act together.
As you can see, sometimes they need more than a ring to
remind them to behave."  Taking Jack by the arm she brought
him around to the back of her desk and read the note.  "It
says you were told to quit throwing the dodge ball in the
gym and you continued to throw it.  When the teacher told
you to stop you said, 'I'm not done'. Is that what
happened?"

"Miss McNabb told me I was out, but I wasn't.  She kept
saying it and I just threw the ball.  I was going to sit
down."

"Well, you won't be sitting down for awhile.  When a teacher
or any adult or one of the girls tells you to do something,
what are you supposed to do?"

"Do it."

"Yes, do it.  Did Ula accompany you to the office?"

"Yes, Ma'am, she's sitting out there."  Jack pointed to the
waiting area outside Corrine's office.

Corrine walked to the door and said, "Ula, you need to come
in here."  After she had done so the principal continued,
"Ladies, this is Ula she has just turned nine and she is our
assistant disciplinarian.  She will be showing you how our
boys are disciplined when they are out of line."

"You allow a child to discipline the others?" Sister
Margaret asked.

"Yes, we have full participation.  We have students on the
disciplinary committee and the planning council.  Now, Ula
is the only girl here with the authority to award and
inflict corporal punishment on a boy.  The other girls may
at the teachers' discretion spank with a strap, but caning
can only be done by Ula or me."

"Caning?" Betty was surprised as were the other ladies.

"Yes. You are about to witness a spanking reserved for boys
who challenge adult authority."  Then turning to Ula,
Corrine pointed to the cane lying on the side table and the
child quickly responded.  Picking it up she, swished it a
couple of times through the air, a smile of satisfaction on
her face.

"Jack over here."  Mrs. Blaylock pointed to a chair placed
strategically in front of the visitors.  "Bend over the
chair."  Turning toward the ladies she continued, "Sometimes
we have another child latch on to the boy's penis and
testicles to keep him in place.  If we need to do that, we
will."  Turning back to Ula she said, "Okay, Ula, six of
your best."

Ula took her place perpendicular to Jack's bottom and,
SWWWWWIIISSSSH,  SNNNAAAPPPP.  Jack screamed in pain and the
visitors winced.  SWWWISSSHH, SNNNNAPPPP again the cane left
a pink line across the boy's rear and he tried to adjust.  
"Jack if you move again, we'll hold you.  Stay still."

SWWWWIIIISSSS, SNNNNAAAPPP.  The boy screamed in pain again.
SWWWISSSH,  SNNNNNAAAAPPPP.  He was wiggling, but not enough
for Corrine to stop the process to hold him.  

SWWWWWIIIISSSHHHH, SNAAAAPP.  At this point the boy was
heavily sobbing.  The final blow landed squarely stinging
worse than any before it.

"Now, stand up and turn around so the ladies can examine
your bottom."  Corrine placed her hand on the reddened
buttocks to check the temperature.  "You will note the pink
stripes.  They'll be gone shortly.  This red one will last
for maybe three days.  Ula is just learning to use the cane,
when she gets the hang of it these pink ones will be more
like this red one.  It's okay though, I think Jack got the
message.  Didn't you?"  

Jack was sobbing so loudly for the pain and the
embarrassment he couldn't talk he just nodded affirmatively.

"If you'd like to feel the results of Ula's work go ahead."

All three ladies placed their hands on his backside.  Betty
commented that she might want to get one of those "cane
things" for home.  Kathy turned toward Sister Margaret and
said, "You might could use one at school too."

"I would agree except the diocese has gone to no corporal
punishment."

To that Kathy added, "Yeah, after I went through the old
system.  Now, they do away with it.  I think we'll get some
parishioners together and we'll petition the Bishop to
change that rule.  Let's bring back spanking.  As Corrine
says, it sure beats pills."

Corrine took note of the time and directed Ula to take Jack
back to his classroom.  She then organized the ladies for
lunch taking the school van to a trendy new restaurant.
Lunch finished they returned to the school for the tour.

"The boys who aren't naked are all in the same leather
shortalls.  Is that the uniform?"

"Yes, we like to have as much of their bodies exposed as we
can.  You will note the boys in the lederhosen aren't
wearing underwear.  That way their boy parts are always
somewhat open to view.  If you would like to see more of any
of the ones in lederhosen just tell them to stand up and
remove their clothes."

"Just like that?" Kathy asked.

"Yes, Mrs. Rogers, just like that,"  Corrine reiterated.

"This is the gym.  All boys must participate in P. E. nude.
There are no exceptions."  Corrine opened the door to the
gym which was currently being used by Mr. Shepard's class.
The naked boys were being led in jumping jacks by the
clothed girls.

"Oh look at those wankers bouncing up and down," Kathy
Rogers began to laugh.

Sister Margaret was amazed at the lack of tan lines on the
boys.  "You know their tans make them so handsome.  I just
love a well tanned child.  Look at them.  You can tell which
ones are nude at home too."

"Actually, the boys will be nude or in lederhosen year
round, even in the winter.  We believe the cold serves to
stimulate them too.  Of course, they will wear heavy jackets
but their legs will always be exposed.  Anyway during the
winter, their state of nudity won't be quite as noticeable.
That blond boy over there is my son."

"The one with the ring in his wanker", Kathy was really
enjoying this visit.

"Yes, that would be him.  You see that little leash like
thing flopping back and forth?  That's a penis leader.  The
teacher or one of the girls will yank on that to keep his
attention if needed."

At the pool, Mr. Rothberg had his seven and eight year olds
nude and playing in the shallow end when the ladies entered.
"Our boys are never allowed in our pool any way but nude.
Even when it's open to the public all prepubescent boys must
be nude to use our pool.  Not only does it humiliate them,
it serves to keep modesty in check and saves on our pool
maintenance.  Our filter system isn't as clogged as it would
be with clothing fibers."

"If our boys came for a swim meet here would they have to be
naked?"  Betty asked.

"No, not unless you wanted them to be.  We would make an
exception for those kinds of events."

"Why, I'd like you to make our little boys be nude," Betty
continued, "I would love to watch how my boys responded to
it."

"Experience tells me the kindergarten boy would most likely
care less.  Your older son is a toss up depending on how you
raised him.  Did you ever strip either of them naked to swim
at the beach?"

"No.  I was afraid I'd get arrested."

"We've found the nudity of kids before puberty isn't covered
under the ordinance.  So, you didn't have to fear that."

"At home do you ever make them run around nude? Play outside
nude?"

"No.  But that may change now that I'm aware of the law."

"Then your older boy might have a problem with nudity.  If
you started by making him run naked in front of friends and
neighbors, he'd be more likely not to have a problem being
naked here."  Corrine finished her observations.

Sister Margaret entered the conversation, "I think, if we
come here for a meet, our boys should have to strip too.  I
mean when in Rome..."

"I couldn't agree more," Betty was on board.

"Well, if you do, I'll bring the girls to the meet.  We
would all enjoy the show, I'm sure."  Kathy wouldn't be
outdone.

"Sister, when we get back to school I want to make Joey
strip in front of you, just to see what he will do." Betty
was now very curious about how here eldest would respond.  

The nun responded, "Well, if there's time.  We really need
to be getting back.  I don't want to miss dismissal.  Thank
you for the lunch and the time you spent.  We're very
impressed with your program and your ideas.  We just wish
some could be re-employed by our school-namely spanking. You
must come and let us reciprocate sometime."

"Thank you for coming and feel free to come back anytime.
Bring some friends.  If I'm not available, we'll get one of
the girls to conduct the tour.  Or maybe, you'd prefer one
of our naked boys to take you around."


The Meet  

"Mrs. Blaylock, Sister Margaret is on line one."

"Hello, Sister, what can I do for you?"

"We've scheduled a swim meet for our eight and nine year old
boys for next Saturday morning and our ten and eleven year
old boys for the afternoon of the same day.  We have the
high school pool.  Our parents have been informed that your
boys will compete nude so there won't be any surprises.  I
have had calls though wondering if sisters can came to the
meet to watch their brothers.  I have assured the parents
anyone may come to the meet even with the naked boys
parading around."

"We'll have the boys there next Saturday at eight thirty.
That should give them time to swim some warm up laps.  Will
there be someone there at that hour?"

"I'll personally make a point to be there to let you in,
myself."

"See you then."

The boys in the age groups which were to compete practiced
each day.  Coeds from St. John's University were there to
help teach.  They seemed to enjoy holding the boys up in the
water as they taught by lifting them in the crotch area.  At
least that's how it appeared to the casual observer.   Most
of the children would get out of the pool after one on one
instruction sporting a full erection, so supposedly they
enjoyed it too.  Rubber caps and goggles were provided for
them the day before the meet.

"Hey, what about our Speedos?" Joey Cassin asked the coed
coaches.

"You're wearing God's natural Speedos.  I sure hope that
third leg doesn't give you much drag as you swim though,"
the college girl chuckled at her questionable attempt at
humor.

"But there will be other people there.  We can't swim naked.
They'll see our wieners," the disgruntled boy continued.

As the young college student was about to respond a voice
came from the boys shower room door.  "They sure will and
they'll touch them too if they're so inclined,"  Mrs.
Blaylock finished the conversation.

The next morning, the boys were dropped at St. Stan's, the
Catholic high school.  The only items the nude swimmers
brought were their rubber caps and goggles.  It was a sight
probably never seen in a church parking lot, thirty
completely nude boys most crouching in embarrassment walking
openly toward the pool pavilion doors followed closely by
their proud parents.

Mr. Rothberg called his boys together, "Boys we need to get
you to swim a couple of laps to warm up.  It won't be long
before the bleachers are full of people and you won't have
the chance to do it then."  Right after his instruction Joey
raised his hand, "What, Joey?"

"Are there are a lot of people coming here to see us?"

"Yes, it's a swim meet, there will be a lot of people here.
What's your point?"

"We're naked."

"Yes, and you will proudly display your school uniform at
all times while the crowd is here.  Especially this little
guy," Rothberg said as he playfully twinked the boy's penis.

It was evident Joey and a few of the others were having a
hard time dealing with public nudity.  They were the ones
whose parents sent them in lederhosen every day.  It was
hard enough for many of them to do physical education nude
especially in front of the girls of the class, but now they
were going to be flopping around in front of hundreds of
other people-men, women, boys and girls.  Even more
bothersome was the idea they had to let anyone who wanted to
touch their little phalluses.  Joey walked to the bleachers
and addressed his mother and father.

"Do I have to be naked for the swim meet?  I don't want to
do this," the eight year old questioned his parents.

"Joey, you're eight years old and everyone has seen naked
eight year old boys before," his mother explained.

"Yeah, but they haven't seen this one."

At that his father replied, "Yet.  But they're about to. Get
back over there with the team and quit whimping out.  I
better not see you covering up either young man.  Now go."

As Joey scanned the stands, he noticed there were several
parents present. Some had their daughters there and others
had naked younger boys running up and down the bleachers.
It was apparent the boys in these families were public
domain.  Though there were one or two younger boys who were
clothed most were naked as the day they were born and they
weren't even swimming.  

Over in the corner, Eva who was sitting with Ula latched on
to Jeff's arm.  "You need to sit down and mind your manners
or I'll make you wish you did.  Quit running around, this
isn't a playground."

"Here, Momma, I'll calm him down."  Ula put the younger boy
legs spread straddling her lap and facing the pool.  She
reached down and began stroking his penis and testicles, the
boy spread his legs to let the girl have complete access and
he calmed right down.

Joey returned to the pool area as the parents, siblings and
students of the Saint James swimmers entered the pavilion.
The eight year old became increasingly uncomfortable with
his nudity and again approached Mr. Rothberg.  "Can't we
wear a long shirt or something?  I don't like being naked in
front of all these people."

"No, Joey, you can't and I don't want to discuss this matter
with you again.  You bother me with this anymore or I find
you violating the rules and you will be spanked right here
in front of everyone.  Do you understand me?"

"Yes, sir.  But..."

He was stopped by an angry Mr. Rothberg who held up his
index finger to signal him to rethink what he was about to
say.  At that, Joey again went to the bleachers to appeal to
his mother.  On the way, one of the girls from Saint James
grabbed his penis and pulled it.  Joey without thinking
turned around and hit her in the mouth with his fist.  With
that Mr. Shepard who was sitting on the first level of the
bleachers grabbed him, threw him over his lap and began
slapping his bottom with his hand.  The sound of the
spanking echoed throughout the pavilion.  After four such
stinging contacts the boy began to scream in pain.  The
blows continued until his little ass was a bright crimson.
Seeing this, Mr. Rothberg signaled with a thumbs-up to his
fellow teacher as if to thank him for straightening the kid
out.  The girl who was hit shared an expression that justice
was done.

"Now go over there and let her play with your penis if she
wants to," Mr. Shepard told the bawling boy.  Joey walked to
the girl, put his hands on his head, slightly thrust his
hips forward to present his boyhood to the girl.  In
retaliation the girl pinched his scrotum sending a sharp
pain throughout the boy's body causing him to collapse on
the bleachers.  With a sore bottom and still unrecovered
from the ball squeezing he limped back to his seat at the
poolside.  He couldn't help but hear the chuckles of the
parents who had observed the ordeal.  Casting a glance at
his own parents he noticed an unsympathetic scowl on their
faces to indicate the punishment would continue when the
meet was over.

Rothberg squatted in front of him, put his hands on the
eight year old's thighs and asked, "Now, are you ready to
participate and keep your mouth shut, legs spread and hands
to your sides?"

Joey nodded his acceptance through the tears.  Surprisingly,
in spite of the pain he had just received, his penis
responded to his teacher's demands for exposure by springing
to attention and was sticking out parallel to the pool deck.

"Good because, if you don't, I'm sending you back to Mr.
Shepard for another butt warming, understand?"  Again the
boy nodded understanding through his tears. Rothberg
continued, "Because of that modesty of yours, you are to
remain completely naked for the next month.  I will discuss
this with your parents after the meet.  That means wherever
you go for the next month you will be completely nude even
when you aren't in school."  With that the boy's quiet
sobbing again broke into a full cry.  "Now, sit here and rub
that penis and your testicles until I tell you to stop.
It'll make them feel better and I'm sure the people in the
bleachers will like to watch you.  Go on take your penis and
start rubbing it.  Now, Joey."  The boy reached between his
legs and began to rub his erect shaft in front of what
appeared to be two to three hundred people.  His teacher
spread his legs further apart and then left the boy to get
the others ready for the meet.  Joey could feel hundreds of
eyes on him as he stroked his boyhood in front of them.  

Three minutes into Mr. Rothberg's motivational speech to his
boys, Joey shuddered and his body contorted temporarily from
an unexpected orgasm.  He never had that happen to him
before, but the pleasure actually made him forget he was
being observed by all those spectators.  That was until they
cheered and it was apparent it was his orgasm that caused
the excitement.  Then he closed his legs as his face
reddened.  Seeing this, Mr. Rothberg yelled, "Joey, I didn't
tell you to stop.  Keep going."  Slowly, the little boy
spread his legs again, lowered his hand and began to stroke
his now flaccid penis.  Rothberg returned his attention to
the rest of the team.  Within seconds Joey's boyhood began
to rise to the occasion again.  The crowd responded to his
erection with applause, shouts and chuckling.

A disgruntled mother from her school approached Sister
Margaret, "Sister, I'm a bit concerned about these children
being made to be naked. Who are they?  Where are their
parents?"

"Didn't your two bring home the letter I sent explaining
these boys were in a special program to destroy their false
modesty?  It plainly stated they'd be naked and could be
touched and photographed by anyone who wished."

"I didn't get a letter."

"Well, take that up with your kids because each had one."

"Sister, this amounts to wholesale child abuse.  I can't
believe we as a Christian organization would sponsor such
treatment of children.  You should be ashamed.  A nun
dedicated to serving the Almighty and you are promoting such
a pornographic display.  I just can't believe it.  Does
Father Joseph know about this?"

"First of all, yes, Father does know.  And on top of it, he
got the memo and read it.  Second, these little boys' bodies
are cute.  May I remind you, Cynthia, they are created by
God and 'God doesn't make junk.'  These beautiful little
bottoms, penises and scrotums are something our children
should feel comfortable with.  Why is it, our more
Puritanical members feel such exposure is abuse or
pornographic?  Maybe, it's because you don't trust
yourselves.  Face it, you love seeing these little naked
boys running around here, and you're afraid if you don't act
upset people with label you a pedophile.  Don't use your
pseudo self-righteousness to make you appear offended,
because we both know down deep you think their little bodies
are cute and beautiful. I, for one, love looking at them. In
fact, I'm going to recommend to the board that we allow boy
nudity at our school too.  At the very least, I want bare
bottom spankings to become policy.  How's that, Cynthia? You
might want to pull your kids out."

"Well, I never..."

"No, you never."

"Look at that one," pointing at Joey the parent continued
indignantly, "I suppose masturbating is acceptable in God's
eyes?"

"If God didn't want him to enjoy it, he wouldn't have given
it to him.  What makes all of you religious right members
think anything that feels good must be sinful?  I've been
through that phase and thank the good Lord, I'm past it.
Kids do that whether we can see it or not.  He's doing what
little boys do.  Now, I have people to talk with.  Cynthia,
if it's such an abomination to you or your kids, just
leave."

The disgruntled woman returned to her seat having been
properly chastised.  She didn't leave possibly because her
son was competing in the meet.  She didn't try to shield her
gawking six year old daughter's eyes from the boys' bodies.
She actually started cheering for the boys from St. James.

The next day, the sports section of the Times had three
pictures of the boys at the swim meet.  Though there weren't
any pictures showing frontal nudity all three showed bare
bottoms as the boys dove and swam.  (But, if one looked
really hard, you could make out Joey pulling his pud in the
background of one of the pictures of two naked boys diving.)
The headline was, "No Shame, They Came, They Swam, They
Conquered".  

Following the meet, Mr. Rothberg discussed Joey's behavior
and recommended the total nudity option.  His father
immediately agreed his son needed to overcome the problem.
"Joey, Mr. Rothberg's right.  You are a little boy and being
able to look at your body is something we all enjoy.  You're
to be naked not just this month, but at least for the rest
of the year.  Furthermore, young man, when you are at a
school function and get a spanking as I saw Mr. Shepard had
to give you, you'll get another with a belt at home.  So you
might as well prepare."

The boy again began crying.  The family walked toward the
door.  His mother had his lederhosen draped over her right
shoulder.  And Joey showed up at school nude on Monday.

To be continued.