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 Welcome to the world of Little Girl Discipline; a world where adults enjoy
strictly disciplining little girls' bare bottoms (and other places).  I do
hope you enjoy this story.  I am always looking for inspiration so please
email me at littlegdiscipline@mail.com and share your experiences /
thoughts.

   I wrote this story Oct '09 - Dec '09.  I am still writing.  My next post
is likely to be April '10.

  
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   MEXICAN MAID (MF/gg, NC, spanking, ped, oral, anal)

   CHAPTER 1 - A picture's worth a thousand words

   Juanita liked her new boss.  She had been cleaning for Martin Jefferson
him for six weeks now.  At first it had been a simple liking; now her pussy
tingled every time she saw him.  Every time he talked to her, little
prickles of desire started between her legs and soon became an insistent
throbbing; a throbbing that had to be satisfied a few minutes later with
her hand down her panties in the nearest toilet.  He was in his mid forties
and successful.  She was in her mid thirties, poorly educated, scraping a
living to look after her kids; Isabel, who was 8 years old, and Elisa, who
was 10 years old.  Two cute little Hispanic girls with pretty soulful
faces, slim thighs and pronounced bottoms.

   Those damn kids!  Juanita cursed them.  Perhaps without them being
around her neck she would get somewhere with this man.  Often at night her
frustration would surface and some trifling fault would be the excuse for
her to punish their little bare bottoms whilst they screamed and begged her
to stop.  When she finished and the girls were howling and showing her
their burning red asses, Juanita would get a deep warm feeling inside.

   The study door opened and Martin stepped out.  He was dressed in slacks
and a shirt.  Juanita looked up from where she was cleaning the floor.

   "Oh Mr.  Martin!" she trilled, "It's so good to see you today.  I hope
you are feeling good.  I am feeling good.  It is a nice day."

   She watched Martin turn to look at her.  Her wasn't impolite, just
uninterested.

   "Oh, hi Juanita." he said flatly, "Glad you're feeling good today. 
Thank you for cleaning so well."

   He turned to go back into his study.

   "Oh, Mr.  Martin!" she called, and immediately regretted it.

   He turned and looked at her again, this time slightly irritated.  She
started talking, without having thought first.

   "Mr.  Martin, I just wonder.  You are good looking man.  Why you have no
lady?" she blurted.

   He looked cross.

   "I was married, but got divorced." he said, his irritation clear now,
"My wife and I disagreed on some important things.  Why are you asking me
this?  I'm busy!  Do you have kids?"

   Flustered, Juanita answered, "Yes, I have two girls.  They are eight and
ten."

   "Well go home and look after them!" he said sharply, and turned back
towards the study.

   It took Juanita a moment to realise that she was being fired, but then
it hit home.  The anger welled up in her; it was all her daughters' fault
as usual.  They would pay for it tonight!  She turned to leave.  She meant
to say it under her breath, but it came out louder than she expected.

   "Yes, I will; with the strap and paddle!" she said.

   She became aware of the sudden silence behind her.  Martin had stopped
moving back to his study.  She turned round and he was looking at her
quizzically, but he didn't seem annoyed anymore.

   "Umm, Juanita, what did you say just then?" he asked.

   Juanita tried to cover up.  Suppose he called the authorities.

   "Oh, nothing!  I said nothing, Mr.  Martin!" she lied.

   He considered her answer.

   "Have your girls been naughty, Juanita?  You can tell me if they have.
I'm sure I heard you say something." he probed.

   Juanita looked at his eyes.  They weren't cold and full of accusation,
but bright and shinning, interested in her.  Yes, for the first time he was
genuinely interested in her.  She felt her pussy prickle.

   "Oh, Mr.  Martin!  They have been so naughty!  This morning they said
bad words.  I don't know how they learnt them.  I say to them when I go
home I give them strap and paddle hard.  Am I bad Mr.  Martin?" she said,
unsure of how he would react.

   "Hmmm, the strap and paddle for an eight and ten year old." he mused,
"You are a very good mother, Juanita!  You see, the main reason I got
divorced was because I believed in thoroughly disciplining my two
daughters, but my wife didn't.  Now they are fifteen and eighteen and
completely out of control.  If I'd had my way they'd have been spanked
every night of the week, every day of their life!"

   "I do that!" blurted Juanita.

   It was a lie, but she saw his mouth drop and his eyes looking at her in
a new light.  The way he looked at her now made her pussy start to moisten.

   "Oh, Juanita!  That's so strict!" he said, his voice full of admiration,
"Please, where are my manners.  Come and have a coffee with me.  I'd like
to talk to you a bit more."

   He led the way to the kitchen.  As they arrived, Juanita started to busy
herself making the coffee.

   "No-no, please!" he said, waving her to a chair, "Let me get the coffee.
You sit down."

   Juanita sat down, amazed at the change in him.  She knew she enjoyed
spanking her daughters, but had no idea that a man like Martin would be so
interested too.  She couldn't believe her luck!

   "So, Juanita," he said as he brought her some coffee, "I hope you don't
mind me asking, but do you..., how can I put this..., do you spank on the
bare?"

   Juanita could see he hadn't meant for the question to come out like
this, but he had been too eager to ask it.  Now he was blushing.  Juanita
realised that he wasn't just interested, he was excited.  Juanita thought
back to her childhood and her own father.  She thought she had a pretty
good idea what Martin would want to hear.  She licked her lips and smiled
at him.

   "Oh yes, Mr.  Martin.  I always punish bare.  I punish bed time, so all
clothes are off.  It is better with no clothes on so clothes stay nice.  I
like to do it on bare because it hurt girls more.  They shout much better
when I do it bare.  I like it because I see their bottoms go red.  I like
to see their bottoms get marks.  The paddle and strap good for that."

   "How do you position them?" he asked eagerly.

   "I do it lots of ways, but I like do it how they got changed when
babies. I have them on back and pull their legs up.  I spank their butts
good then.  It is naughty position though; it show you everything!" Juanita
teased.

   "Juanita, you are such a good mom!" he beamed, "I do like strict moms,
you know.  That sounds like a very naughty position!"

   Juanita laughed.

   "It is very naughty!  You like to see it, maybe?" she flirted.

   "Hmm, well, yes, it could be interesting!" he smiled, his face glowing.

   "I have picture of my daughters, if you like look?" she said, pulling a
photo out of her pocket.

   The photo was of two sweet little girls in bathing costumes.  The
costumes were conservative one piece affairs but were several sizes too
small.  The photo had been taken from slightly behind the girls and they
were looking back at the camera.  The swimming costumes cut into the girls'
bottom cracks, their large buttocks spilling out of the leg holes.  Neither
of the girls looked at all happy.

   "Look carefully!" she said, pointing to the uncovered portion of the
girls' bottoms.

   Martin squinted at the picture.  Then he saw it; the bruising, just
visible on the dark olive skin, and he was sure he could make out a blister
on the oldest girl's lower bottom cheek.  He crossed his legs; his cock was
uncomfortably hard.  They were both so cute; their thick black hair at
shoulder length, their sorrowful eyes and pouting mouths and those lovely
big bottom cheeks.  How hard Juanita must have spanked them to have an
effect like that!

   "You must do it very hard!" he said, his voice full of admiration.

   "Yes.  I like them to shout and tell me it hurts!" Juanita smiled, "It
makes me feel good.  I like to look at their bottoms when I have hurt them.
When I do it hard their bottoms look nice!"

   Juanita could see Martin staring at the photo of her semi nude
daughters. He was breathing quickly and his face was red.  He shifted his
position and she allowed her eyes to travel down.  He was trying to hide it
but she could see how his slacks were pushed out in a big hard bulge.

   "My girls are pretty?" she said, smiling at him.

   "Yes, very!" he replied, not taking his eyes off the photo.

   "It make your pee-pee hard?" she asked.

   He put the photo straight down, flustered and started to babble.

   "Well!  No!  Certainly not!  I mean, they are pretty, but it doesn't
mean!  Umm...!  I..."

   Juanita interrupted.

   "My kitty gets so wet when I spank them, Mr.  Martin!" she sighed.

   "I, err, what?  It does?  Gosh, Juanita, that's so hot!" his voice was
shaky.

   "I am wet now, just talking about it!" Juanita said

   She raised her skirt and pulled her panties to one side to show him her
soaked pussy.

   "Oh God!  Juanita!  That looks so good!  I'm so hard!" he groaned.

   Juanita dropped out of her chair onto her knees in front of him.

   "I kiss your pee-pee while you look at photograph!" she said.

   Martin groaned as her hand rubbed his cock through his slacks.  Juanita
unzipped the fly and put her hand in.  The moment she felt it she could
tell how big and hard it was.  She eagerly pulled it out and suddenly the
big throbbing pink cock was in her hand.  She opened her mouth and her
tongue snaked around his cock.

   Martin felt Juanita's hot tongue flicking over his glans.  It had been
so long and all that talk about spanking her daughters had aroused him to
an unbearable degree.  He picked up the photo and looked at the sorry
little girls with their bruised bottoms.  He imagined the kind of spanking
that Juanita must have given them, before bed, in the nude, up on their
backs she had said.  Oh God!  That was incredible.  He felt Juanita move
and the next moment his cock was in her throat.  The sexy throaty gagging
sounds started as Juanita began to throat fuck him.  He toes curled; yes,
it had been so long!  When he eventually climaxed it was like a torrent,
Juanita swallowing load after load as he shot down her throat.  When he
finished she pulled off him.

   "Gosh, Mr.  Martin!  Your pee-pee make so much for me!" she giggled.

   Martin smiled down at her, but a worried look came over his face.

   "Juanita, doesn't it worry you that looking at your girls makes me hot?"
he asked.

   Juanita shook her head.

   "No Mr.  Martin...."

   "Please, call me Martin!" he interrupted.

   "No Martin." she corrected herself, "In my family, back home, it is
quite normal.  The men all like the little girls.  Sometimes the little
girls do not like the men, but that is what spanking is for, yes?"

   "To make the little girls like the men?" he wondered aloud.

   "Yes, of course!" she laughed, "When a little girl is properly spanked
she will like a man a lot.  After she is spanked she do same things for a
man as a big woman.  When I eight years old I take my father's whole
pee-pee down my throat.  If not then my Mami make my bottom hurt so bad!"

   "Oh Juanita, if you carry on like that you'll make me hard again!" he
said

   Juanita laughed.

   "So are you really going to spank them hard tonight?" Martin asked.

   "Yes." said Juanita, "Why?  You like me take photos and show you?"

   "Oh God, yes!" said Martin.

   "I have no camera." said Juanita, simply.

   "I'll lend you my digital one!" said Martin.

   Juanita clapped her hands.

   "I will get you good photos.  You will like them.  You give me camera
now and I go home to girls.  I bring back in morning." she promised.

   Juanita waited while Martin rushed off to get the camera.  What an
amazing turn of events!  Perhaps just for once those damn kids of hers were
actually going to pay their way.  She smiled to herself; yes, if she could
work things out so that thick cock of his enjoyed using them she would have
him.  She would no doubt have to give her daughters some extra hard spanks
to encourage them.

   Martin was beside himself with excitement.  All night he'd had the
hardest cock imaginable.  He hadn't wanked himself off; he wanted to save
it all for Juanita's promised show and tell session.  He kept watch out of
the window until he saw Juanita walking towards the house.  He was waiting
for her by the door.

   "Hi Juanita.  How are you today?" he asked breathlessly.

   "Oh Martin, I am so good.  How about you?" she beamed.

   "Oh, I'm great!  Just great!  Err, how did you get on with the kids last
night?" he asked eagerly.

   "Mmm!" Juanita sighed, "I had lovely time!  I hurt little bottoms so
much!  They went so red!  The girls, they shout loud when I spank!  I have
photos for you!"

   Juanita smiled and waved the camera at him.

   "I take hot pictures!  You like a lot!  You want to see?" she teased.

   "Oh God, yes, Juanita!  I'd love to!  Let's go and put them on my PC so
we can see them full size.  You can tell me everything!" he said, excitedly
motioning them towards the study.

   Juanita's pussy throbbed.  All the great things she'd fantasised about
were coming true.  Maybe he would even put his cock in her this time.  He
seemed to like women as well as little girls.  Perhaps he truly was the man
of her dreams.  She could see the lump in his trousers; his cock was hard
again.  Juanita could feel her wet panties against her; she was soaking.

   Martin sat down at the PC, connected the camera and began to download
the pictures.  He heard rustle behind him.  He looked back and saw that
Juanita was already half naked; her large breasts uncovered.  She was
pulling off her skirt and panties.  Her pussy was shaven and her butt full
and protruding; her hips flared wide and her bottom cheeks were offered to
him.  He reached out and fondled them, pulling them apart to look at her
anus.  She reached behind, grabbed her cheeks with both hands and pulled
them wide open for him, sticking her butt into his face.  He stroked her
anus and she shivered, sighing contentedly.  Martin noticed that her anus
was slippery; she had already lubricated it.

   Martin got up and stated to pull his clothes off.

   "You like do sex in my poo-hole?" she asked innocently, "It soooo
tight!"

   Martin sat down at the PC.  He pushed the chair back and motioned for
her to sit in his lap.  She stepped in front of him and then backed up,
crouching down so that her butt was above his lap.  He held his cock and
positioned it against her tight anus.  Then she sat, taking the whole of
his length up her in one single movement.

   "Oooo, Martin!  Your pee-pee feel so big in me!  I like it in ass the
best!  Please, we look at pictures now.  I want to see girls' bottoms
hurt!"

   Martin ran a slide-show and the first picture came up.  It was a full
frontal shot of both Elisa and Isabel standing naked with their hands on
their heads.  The girls stood with their legs apart, their groins pushed
out towards the camera.  Both of them were extraordinary pretty girls with
soft skin and soulful faces; they were crying, their eyes red and their
faces wet.

   "Look!  You see how I make them stick their pee-holes out for you!  They
cry when I make them!  They embarrassed by camera!  I tell them I show it
to man!  They cry more then!  You think their pee-holes pretty?" Juanita
encouraged.

   She began to gently move her ass creating tight smooth friction for
Martin's cock.

   "Oh Jeeze!  They're so pretty!" he groaned loudly.

   Juanita took the mouse off him and clicked it.  The next photo came up.
It was taken by Juanita holding the camera with one hand looking down into
her lap.  Lying over her knees was little Isabel.  Juanita had both of
Isabel's hands held firmly in her left hand and had pushed them up into the
small of Isabel's back.  Resting, just next to Juanita's hand, was a lexan
paddle with a number of holes drilled in it.  Isabel's little bottom was
bright red and Martin could clearly see dark red circular marks on the
cheeks where the paddle holes had done their stinging duty.  The strange
angle of both of Isabel's legs showed how much she was kicking.  Isabel's
face was turned up towards her mother.  It was red and tear stained and her
mouth was wide open as she howled.

   "Mmmm!  This is good one!" said Juanita, her hand coming down to rub at
her pussy, "See how I use paddle with holes.  It hurt bottoms more!  You
see the marks?  They hurt more than rest.  She shout so loud when I did
this!  You see her face?  She beg me not to hurt her bottom more!  I don't
listen!  I carry on!  It feel good for me!  You like her bottom?"

   Martin sighed; Juanita's anus felt so good on his cock.  She ground her
soft ass into his lower stomach and his cock felt her hot tight fleshy
sheath on the whole of its length.

   "I love how you've made it so red!" he moaned.

   "Oh, it get redder!" Juanita giggled, and clicked the mouse.

   In the next photo Isabel was off Juanita's lap, on her feet, with her
back to the camera.  Her bottom was a dark scalded red.  It looked as
though the spanking had gone on for a considerable time after the last
photo was taken.  Isabel was jumping about, her hands grabbing both her
bottom cheeks and squeezing tightly.  This had pulled her cheeks apart
revealing her little puckered anus to the camera.  To one side of her stood
Elisa, her mouth turned down and open, tears flooded down her face as she
contemplated the fate awaiting her own bottom over Mommy's lap.

   "You see little ass hole?" asked Juanita, pointing to where Isabel's
anus was so temptingly displayed.

   "So cute!" Martin sighed.

   "You want put your pee-pee in it?  I love see you do that!" smouldered
Juanita.

   "Juanita, that's so hot!  I'd love to get in that tight hole!" Martin
exclaimed, "But she's going to cry awfully loud when I do it!"

   "Yes.  It is good!  My papi make me cry that way plenty!  It feel good
for you.  I promise!" she breathed hotly.

   Juanita clicked the mouse and the next photo came up.  This time it was
Elisa over Juanita's knees, her hands held in the small of her back like
Isabel's had been.  Martin noticed how much fuller Elisa's bottom was, the
smooth girlish cheeks just starting to fill out.  As before, Juanita was
spanking Elisa's bottom hard with the lexan paddle.  From the state of
Elisa's bum it seemed this photo had been taken later on than Isabel's
first photo.  The bottom cheeks had started to take on that cherry red hue
and the small red rings from the holes in the paddle had began swelling up.

   "You see, her bottom get big now!" said Juanita, "It go red quicker than
Isabel.  I spank less than when I take Isabel picture.  Elisa, she just cry
so much!  She big baby!  It make me want to hurt her more!"

   Juanita was starting to move her ass slowly up and down on Martin's cock
as her free hand masturbated her pussy feverishly.

   "Your pee-pee feels so good in my bottom!" she moaned.

   "Your bottom feels so good on my `pee-pee'!" laughed Martin.

   Juanita laughed at the joke.  She clicked the mouse again for the next
picture.  It captured Elisa in a frenzied `little girl just paddle spanked'
dance.  Like Isabel, both her hands were on her bum rubbing; both Elisa's
feet were off the ground as she jumped about.  Her burning red bottom was
in vivid contrast to her pale fingers as she clutched at it.

   "I found camera has video." said Juanita.

   She clicked the mouse and the PC's player engaged.  The shot was short
and shaky, but it showed Elisa's extreme reaction to having her butt busted
with the stingy lexan paddle.  She was jumping off the floor, her hands
feverishly rubbing and pulling at her behind, stumbling about in her bottom
pain fuelled hysterics.  The speakers filled the room with Elisa's squeals
and howls.

   Martin felt his cock getting near orgasm.  Juanita's ass slipped up and
down him rapidly, her butt softly smacking into his belly.  Juanita clicked
the mouse and another photo came up.

   The photo was taken from behind both girls who were kneeling on a bed,
their heads down and their bottoms up.  The girls clasped their buttocks
and pulled them as wide apart as they could to completely expose their
anuses in graphic detail to the camera.

   Martin grasped Juanita around the waist and she responded by vigorously
pushing her ass back so it smacked into him more loudly.  He thrust up into
her perfect anus and felt it begin to rhythmically contract on him. 
Juanita let out a thin high moan as she climaxed.  Martin exploded into
her, shooting his cum up her ass.

   Juanita stayed sitting in Martin's lap with his cock buried in her ass,
letting him enjoy the feeling of her tightness.

   "You like photos of my daughters, yes?  You want to meet them?  I spank
them for you!  You watch me do it!  I want you see it happen for real!"
Juanita enthused.

   "Yeah, that would be so good!" moaned Martin.

   "Mmm, you have swimming pool." Juanita mused, "I bring girls and it so
hot they want to swim.  I do not bring swimming costume so they must go
naked.  I know they embarrassed but I tell them it rude to say no when you
ask them to.  I let you watch them in pool.  They soon forget and you get
good look.  You like idea?"

   "Sounds lovely!" Martin smiled, wriggling against Juanita's beautiful
bottom.

   "Yes.  Then we do naughty thing!" carried on Juanita, "We play trick on
them.  I give them only small food for breakfast.  They hungry.  You have
big bowl of brownies.  You tell them very strictly not to touch as for
friend.  They will steal.  Then I spank them for you.  I bring spanking
things to do it hard.  You see everything!"

   Martin ground himself up into Juanita.  His cock was getting hard again.
Juanita squealed with delight.

   "Your pee-pee go hard already?  Aiiiee!  You are man I need!" she
exclaimed.

   Juanita started to pump her ass up and down on his cock whilst Martin
sat back and enjoyed.

   "When I finish spanking," panted Juanita, "you use your pee-pee on them.
I give them enema so their ass holes clean.  You stick your pee-pee in and
do it to them real hard.  I watch you.  I like watch you!"

   Her description of the delights to come pushed Martin over the edge. 
His body tensed and he thrust up into the tight accommodating anus.  He
roared with joy as he pumped his cum deep into the Juanita's rectum.

   Juanita turned around and kissed Martin deeply; their tongues entwining.
She stood up and there was a squelching slurp as her anus detached from its
thick intruder.

   "I come back tomorrow and bring the kids.  You use this on them hard!"
she said, giving his deflated penis a friendly rub.

   CHAPTER 2 - Caught with their hands in the cookie jar

   Early the next morning Martin was again looking out of the window,
eagerly awaiting Juanita's arrival; this time with her two young daughters.
He had made the pool ready and the house was filled with the delicious
chocolaty aroma of freshly baked brownies.

   Martin saw Juanita walking down the drive.  His balls tingled and his
cock started to stiffen as he saw the two little girls with her.  They were
both excited and skipped down the drive enjoying this lovely treat.  If
only they knew what awaited their little bottoms; Martin gloated.

   As they came closer, Martin could see that the girls' photos had not
done them justice.  They really were too cute for words; such lovely olive
skin, such dark shiny hair, such glowing smiling faces with perfect white
teeth.  Their little bodies were healthy and energetic and their bottoms
were rounded with cheeky full buttocks that filled their tight little
jeans.

   He answered the door and Juanita waved the girls in, keen to get away
from any prying eyes.  Juanita introduced Martin to the girls.

   "This," she said, "is Mr.  Martin.  You call him `Uncle'.  Mami works
for Uncle and he is very kind to let you come here today.  You tell him who
you are now."

   The eldest, Elisa, spoke first.

   "My name is Elisa.  Thank you for letting us come and visit, Uncle.  I
will be very good!" she said.

   Isabel followed.

   "Hello Uncle!  My name is Isabel.  Thank you for letting us come.  I
will be very very good!" she smiled.

   "Mami has packed things to remind you being good!" said Juanita.

   Both girls went bright red with embarrassment.  Elisa looked like she
wished the floor would open up and swallow her.  Isabel looked down and
played with her hair.

   "You girls go and play in garden now!" said Juanita, indicating the
kitchen that led to the garden.

   The girls rushed off, glad to be away from the embarrassing situation.
Juanita followed them, beckoning Martin.  When Martin and Juanita reached
the kitchen the girls were both standing transfixed, staring at the
brownies; Isabel's mouth hung open.

   "These not for you!" said Juanita, sharply.

   Martin joined in.

   "I've baked these for a friend who is having a charity sale." he said,
"They are strictly off limits.  You are not to touch them.  Your mom has
told me you are both very well behaved girls and I expect to see it!"

   Juanita turned and winked at him; she looked very pleased at what he'd
said.

   "You go play now!" Juanita said, waving the girls off towards the door.

   The girls left, with longing looks directed at the brownies.

   "We go wait." Juanita said to Martin, "It is hot.  They come back when
they see pool!"

   Almost before they had sat down the girls burst back in, full of
enthusiasm.

   "Mami!  Mami!  He has a pool!" exclaimed Elisa, excitedly.

   "Say we can go in!  Oh please, Mami!" begged Isabel.

   "OK", laughed Juanita, "Take clothes off and leave here!  I look after."

   The girls' mouths dropped.

   "But Mami!" whined Elisa, "We can't!  He's a man!"

   Juanita looked angry.

   "You are rude!" she said, "You are little girl!  Uncle not interested in
you!  Take clothes off now!  Or I go unpack!"

   Elisa looked frightened; Isabel too.  Slowly the girls, bright red with
embarrassment, began to undress.  Martin grinned broadly as he enjoyed the
little girl striptease.  They slowly took their T-shirts off; Isabel had
little to show, but Elisa had definite buds with hard prominent nipples. 
Isabel began to pull her jeans off, struggling because of their tightness
over her butt.  Elisa hesitated, but seeing the look on her mom's face
began to unbutton her jeans.  As she pulled them off they began to drag her
panties down too.  She grabbed at them to keep them up.  Isabel was now
standing in just her panties.  They were white with a cartoon character on
the front.  She looked up at her mom.

   "Please Mami, do I have to?" she whined.

   Juanita pointed downwards and Isabel slowly pulled her panties down and
stepped out of them.  She modestly covered her pussy with one hand.

   "Take hand away!  Put by side!  Uncle has two daughters!  You are rude
to him!" Juanita scolded.

   Her face burning red, Isabel complied and revealed her cute eight year
old pussy to Martin's eager gaze.  How pretty it looked, thought Marin, and
how humiliated she was by having to show him.  Martin's hard cock twitched
eagerly.

   Juanita turned to Elisa who had undressed to her panties.

   "Take panties off now!" Juanita told her sternly.

   Biting her lip and blinking back the tears, Elisa pulled her panties
down and stepped out of them.  She stood with her arms by her sides like
her sister had been told to; although only ten years old, her pussy was
almost pubescent.  Martin stared with glee at the puffy little lips that
bulged out between Elisa's legs.  The pussy was rounded and smooth with a
deep division; the pink inner lips were just visible.  An erect little clit
stood just proud at the top of the slit.  Juanita let him admire the girls
for a few moments.

   "OK!" she said, clapping her hands, "You go and play in pool now!"

   The girls turned and fled from their humiliating exposure in front of
this man.  Martin enjoyed the sight of the youngsters' full cheeked bare
bottoms wobbling as the girls ran off.

   "Come on!  We go watch them!" Juanita said to Martin.

   They went through the house and out of the large glass doors at the back
of the lounge.  The girls were playing and splashing each other in the
pool. Juanita moved some chairs and sat Martin and herself near enough so
that Martin could enjoy looking at them, but far enough away so that the
girls would not feel inhibited.  It seemed to work.  Before long the girls
were carrying on as though Martin and their mom were not there.  They did
handstands, duck dives and somersaulted into the pool.  Martin was treated
to a full view of their wet little bottoms and pussies, often spread open
for his delight.  They seemed to have no idea that the games they were
playing fully exposed their anuses and vaginas for their new Uncle.

   Juanita slipped her hand down the front of Martin's trousers, taking
firm hold of his hard aching cock.

   "You like see them?  They are pretty, yes?" Juanita coaxed, "Soon they
get hungry and do bad thing.  Then I spank for you!"

   Juanita's thumb started to circle on Martin's sensitive purple cock end
made slippery with his pre-cum, her hand intermittently pumping the loose
skin up and down his shaft.

   The girls had formed a little huddle to chat.  Juanita took her hand out
of Martin's trousers and licked his pre-cum from her fingers.

   "Soon they get spanked!" she said, nodding at her two conspiring
daughters.

   The girls got out of the pool and came over to them.

   "Mami!" said Isabel, "I have to go pee!"

   "Me too!" added Elisa.

   "Yes!  Is no problem!  You go through kitchen and then next on right!"
Juanita instructed.

   The girls ran off.  As they disappeared into the house, Juanita turned
to Martin.

   "OK, now we go through from other side.  We be quiet!" she said.

   Martin and Juanita crept silently through the house until they came to
the kitchen door.  They could hear Isabel talking from behind the door.

   "Come on!  He'll never notice!  They smell so good!  I'm so hungry!  I
bet they taste great!" Isabel said persuasively.

   "But what if we get caught?" Elisa's voice quavered, "You heard what he
said!  And Mami's brought those things with her!  I bet she'd use them on
us and let him watch!  We can't!"

   "I'm going to!" said Isabel petulantly.

   There was a moment's silence, then...

   "Mmmmm!  Oh Elisa, they taste sooo good!  Ooooo!  Like the best ever! 
So chocolaty and the lovely nuts!  They're so nice!  I'm going to have
another!" said Isabel tempting her sister.

   There was the sound of a little mouth being filled with brownie.

   "Oooo!  OK then!" said a persuaded Elisa.

   A few moments later came her exclamations of delight.

   ""Mmmmm!  Oh, they're the best!  Oh Isabel!  They taste so good!  I'm
going to have another one too!" Elisa mumbled out of her brownie filled
mouth.

   There was the sound of two little girls gorging themselves on the rich
brownie cakes.  Juanita smiled triumphantly at Martin.  Her face turned to
one of stone fury and she walked into the kitchen.  Martin followed her.

   For a moment there was absolute silence as the adults looked at the
naked girls, their mouths full of brownies.  Then Isabel began to cry;
great choking sobs, the uneaten brownie dropping out of her mouth onto the
floor.  Elisa began crying too; her quivery high pitched wails showed that
she knew just how much trouble she was in.

   Juanita began to scream at her daughters.

   "NOOOOO!  YOU ARE THIEVES!  MY DAUGHTERS ARE THIEVES!  OH GOD!  HELP ME
GOD!  MY DAUGHTERS ARE THIEVES!  I TOLD UNCLE YOU WERE GOOD GIRLS!  HE SAID
WE COULD LIVE HERE!  NOW!  OH GOD!" she shouted.

   Juanita threw herself on her knees in front of Martin, her hands clasped
together and raised as if in prayer to him.

   "Please Mr.  Martin!  Please!  I sorry!  I sorry for my girls!  Please!"
she begged.

   Martin played his part.

   "You told me they were good girls!  You told me they were well behaved!
You said you were so strict with them that they never dare be bad!  How can
I believe you now?" he asked.

   Juanita turned to her wailing daughters.

   "Come here!  Come and kneel here!  We beg Mr.  Martin for forgiveness.
Beg to give us another chance!  He not believe I strict with you!  You tell
him!  Make him believe!" she commanded.

   The girls fell on there knees at Martin's feet whilst Juanita got up and
backed away.  Holding their hands as if in prayer like their mother had
shown them the naked girls started pleading.

   "Boo hoo!  I'm sorry, Uncle!" sobbed Elisa, "Please!  Mami is strict! 
It's not her fault we are bad!  She spanks us so hard!  Boo hoo!  Her
spanking makes us good!  She spanks us with the strap and paddle and
switch! She's so strict!"

   Isabel joined in.

   "Boo hoo!  Oh please, Uncle!  I didn't know we could live here!  I don't
wanna go back home!  It smells an' it's got bugs!  Boo hoo!  Please let
Mami spank us for you!  You'll see how hard she does it!  Then we can stay!
Please!" Isabel pleaded.

   "Boo hoo!  We don't have our clothes on!" cried Elisa, "Mami will give
us a naked spanking!  She does those the hardest!  You will believe how
strict she is if you see a naked spanking!  Won't he, Mami!  Tell him,
Mami! Tell him how hard you do naked spankings!"

   Juanita joined in.

   "Please Mr.  Martin!  Listen to girls!  I give them naked spanking!  I
do it so hard they scream!  But I not stop!  I make bottom blisters!  Big
ones that hurt so much!  Please!  Give us chance!  Just give us chance!"

   "Boo hoo!  Please Uncle!" wailed Isabel, quite carried away now, "Please
let Mami naked spank me!  Boo hoo!  She make such big blisters!  She good
Mami!  Please!"

   Elisa looked up straight into Martin's eyes.  The tears flooded down her
face.  The words barely came out of her mouth; they seemed to be forced up
from somewhere deep within her.

   "Boo hoo!  Uncle, I have been so bad!  Mami is good Mami!  Boo hoo!  She
show you!  When I very bad, Mami uses switch between my legs!  Boo hoo! 
She do that now!  So you can see!  See how strict she is!" Elisa begged.

   "Elisa, you are good daughter!" Juanita encouraged, "I use switch hard
on your pee-hole!  You lie with legs open so Uncle see!  He see how strict
I am!"

   "Boo hoo!  Mami!" blubbered Isabel, looking up at Juanita, "I good
daughter too!  You use switch on my pee-hole, so Uncle see I'm good!"

   Juanita looked at Martin.  He looked down at the girls and spoke to
them.

   "Elisa and Isabel, you have one chance to prove to me that you are good
girls.  When your mommy spanks you then you must do everything she says. 
You must keep your hands out of the way so she can spank you hard.  I want
to see you both take your spankings like proper little ladies; that means
obediently, without complaint, always pushing your bottoms out so they're
ready to be spanked.  Are you going to be good when you're spanked?" he
lectured.

   Both girls nodded their heads feverishly.

   "Boo hoo!  We will be good, push our bottoms out and everything!" begged
Elisa.

   Isabel nodded in agreement with her elder sister.

   "Go and get my bag, girls!" said Juanita, "Quickly!  Then you show Uncle
what in there!"

   The girls got off their knees, ran out of the room and returned a moment
later with a large bag that Juanita had brought with her.  Juanita turned
to Elisa.

   "You put hand in bag and take out first thing.  You tell Uncle what it
is and how it feel!" Juanita instructed, "Then you give to sister!"



   Elisa opened the bag and put her hand inside.  She pulled out the lexan
paddle with drilled holes that Martin had seen being used in the photos.

   "Boo hoo!  This is Mami's paddle!  It hurts real bad!" Elisa sobbed.

   She offered the bag to Isabel, who reached inside and pulled out a stout
brown leather strap; thick and heavy with a wooden handle at one end. 
Martin knew this would cause the kind of deep bottom pain that the girls
would feel for days after it had been used.

   "Waaaaah!  Boo hoo!  This is Mami's strap!" wailed Isabel, "It hurts
even worse than the paddle!  Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!"

   Elisa reached into the bag again.  She pulled out a switch.  The switch
had been bent to fit into the bag.  As it came out it flicked straight
revealing a scary three foot long thin flexible green stick.  Elisa could
barely speak through her sobs as she held the dreadful thing in her hands.

   "Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!  Waaaaaaaaah!  Th...This is Mami's s...s...switch!
Oh, it hurts!  It hurts s...s...so bad!  Boo hoo!" she blubbered.

   Juanita began to prepare.  She fetched three chairs from around the
kitchen table.  She put two of them side by side with a few feet between
them and then the other chair eight feet or so away, facing the two chairs.

   "You two!" she said to the girls, "Kneel up on chairs!  Hold on to back!
Push bottoms out!"

   The girls clambered up and stuck their little butts out.

   Juanita smiled at Martin and indicated for him to sit in the chair
facing the two little bulging bottoms.  Martin sat in the chair and found
his head was almost level with the girls' bottoms.  He had a good view of
their young pussies pouting out between their legs and the dark seductive
divisions between their buttocks.  As the girls strained to push their
bottoms up and out their buttocks spread further, revealing their tight
puckered anal holes.

   Juanita picked up the paddle and stood behind Elisa.  She raised the
paddle to shoulder height and brought it down with tremendous force right
across both cheeks of her daughter's bottom.

   CRACK!

   The soft little bottom flattened and Elisa shuddered forward with the
impact.  The bottom surface showed a white copy of the paddle on it.  There
was a moments silence and then Elisa screamed.

   "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  NOOOOOOOO!  IT HURTS!"

   Juanita had already drawn back the paddle for the next spank and
delivered it just as hard as the first one.

   CRACK!

   "YEEEEEEOWWWWW!  MAMI!  YAAAAAAAAAAH!" Elisa yelled.

   Her bottom skin again showed a white reflection of the paddle.  The area
of her bottom where the paddle had smacked first was now bright red. 
Juanita established a steady rhythm of hard spanks to her daughter's
bottom.

   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!

   "MAMI!  MAMI!  YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  NOT SO HARD!  I SORRY I STOLE! 
WAAAAAAAAAAH!" Elisa wailed.

   Her bum waved and wriggled madly as the hard paddle spanking carried on.
Juanita stopped.

   "Stop bottom moving!  Push out!  Keep still!  I spank more!  Harder! 
You bad!  You need spanking!" she ordered.

   The wailing Elisa got control over her bottom and stuck it back out. 
Juanita stood back and began walloping the paddle down again across her
daughter's burning cheeks.

   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  I BE GOOD!  IT HURTS!  WAAAAAAAAAAAH!  MAMI
SORRY!  UNCLE SORRY!  OWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Elisa yelled.

   Juanita spanked her howling daughter's bottom in a firm display of how
the very strictest mothers punish.  Elisa's bottom was dark red and nasty
paddle-hole shaped rings covered its surface stinging Elisa who screeched
and thrashed her head about.

   Juanita stopped and stepped back.

   "You may touch bottom now!" she said to her daughter.

   Elisa's hands went back and began desperately rubbing and massaging her
welted cheeks.  Martin's cock jumped as he watched Elisa opening her holes
for him.

   Juanita moved across until she was behind Isabel.  She rested the paddle
against the thrust-up little bottom.

   "I very sad with you!" Juanita said to Isabel, "I thought you good girl!
Now Mami spank very hard to make you good!"

   Isabel looked back over her shoulder at her mom.

   "I sorry Mami!  Boo hoo!  You spank hard to make me good!" she
blubbered.

   "Yes!  Mami make you good now!" Juanita agreed.

   Juanita began to administer a very severe paddle spanking to Isabel's
bare bottom.  Juanita remembered how it was Isabel who had led Elisa on
and, although Isabel was only eight years old gave her the kind of spanking
that a fourteen year old might expect.  Isabel squealed like a pig as her
mother thrashed her.  Time and again Juanita stopped and demanded that
Isabel position herself correctly, waiting until Isabel made her bottom
still and stuck it back out.  Then Juanita began spanking just as hard all
over again.  When she finally finished small coin sized blisters were
already showing on Isabel's two little spank spots.

   "I've finished!" Juanita announced.

   Isabel jumped off the chair, her face streaming with tears and snot. 
She grabbed her bottom and started dancing about from one foot to another
in front of Martin, wailing and howling as she did so.  As she danced about
Martin enjoyed looking at her punished bottom.  Her pussy and anus winked
open at him as energetic naked dancing and bottom rubbing continued.

   Juanita put down the paddle and picked up the strap lovingly.  It was
clear that she was going to do some real bottom damage with this.

   "Girls!  Stand face Uncle!  Hands on head!" commanded Juanita.

   Her daughters immediately jumped to obey her, running to stand in front
of Martin and show themselves, their miserable tear soaked faces still
crying and their bottoms wriggling.  Martin marvelled at how obedient the
spanking had made them.

   "Legs apart!" said Juanita.

   The girls moved their legs apart two or three feet until they were
widely spread.

   "Now use hands to open pee-holes!  Show Uncle everything!" Juanita
instructed.

   Without hesitation the girls reached down with both hands and pulled
their little pussies open.  Martin delighted at the sight of their cute
little pink holes held so wide open for his inspection.  Juanita smiled at
him.

   "See, they good now!" she said, "Girls, turn round!  Bend over and touch
floor!  Use hands to pull bottom open!  Show Uncle poo-holes!"

   Wailing with humiliation the girls did exactly as they were told.  Both
little girls bent over tightly and their hands pulled their cheeks wide
apart.  Martin took a close look at what they offered.  The smooth olive
skin became browner and puckered within half an inch of the tiny pink holes
themselves.  They looked very clean.  Clearly Juanita had carried through
with her idea of giving them both an enema that morning.  Martin's cock
throbbed painfully.  He wanted so badly to push it into their bottoms, but
more than that he wanted to see Juanita hand out even more punishment to
those cringing little cheeks.

   "Come, we go to lounge now!" said Juanita.

   Martin and the girls followed her.  When they arrived, Juanita indicated
the sofa.

   "Both of you!  Kneel on seat!  Head down!  Legs apart!  I want see your
faces between legs!" Juanita commanded.

   Again, the girls ran to do as they were told, scrambling up onto the big
sofa on their knees, getting their heads down until they rested on the
cushions and then parting their legs so they could look back between them.
From the way the girls both got into exactly the same position so quickly,
Martin could tell this was something they had been made to do many times
before.

   Juanita waved Martin towards the other sofa that sat opposite facing the
sofa the girls were kneeling on.  Martin sat down, again enjoying a perfect
view of the little girls' exposed pussies and bottom holes.

   Juanita stood to one side behind Isabel.  She raised the strap back and
up.  Martin looked into Isabel's terrified face as she realised that it was
going her that got it first.  Juanita unleashed a wickedly hard smack with
the strap across the chubbiest part of Isabel's bottom, right where the
little blisters were.  Martin watched Isabel's face as the strap landed
with a bottom shuddering THWACK!

   Isabel's eyes opened wide in pain and a split second later her mouth
opened wide and she was screaming.

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  MAMI!  NOOOOOOOO!  PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE!"

   Juanita drew the strap back for the next one.  This time she brought the
strap down right across the backs of Isabel's thighs.

   THWACK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  NOT THERE!  MAMIEEEEEEE!  NOT ON MY LEGS! 
YAAAAAAAAAAH!"

   Juanita began to vigorously spank Isabel's hind quarters with the heavy
stinging strap, right from the top of her bum crack down to just above her
knees.  Martin watched the little bottom and thighs turn dark red as her
mom gave her a proper bare bottom strapping; Isabel's pretty face screamed
and wailed.  Martin could see a purple hint starting to develop on Isabel's
lower bottom cheeks and upper thighs.  Juanita held Isabel's hands out of
the way as they tried in vain to protect her bottom.  The strict mom gave
her little girl spank after spank with the strap until Isabel's bottom and
thighs had the blistering she had been promised.

   When Juanita let Isabel go the hysterical child jumped up and ran around
the lounge like a demented monkey, screaming at the top of her voice and
clutching at her crimson whipped bottom cheeks.

   Juanita put a hand on Martin's shoulder and bent down so her mouth was
next to his ear.

   "I like spank hard!  I like them run and shout like that!" she smiled.

   Juanita went to stand behind Elisa, leaving Isabel to carry on her
howling cavorting gymnastic performance for Martin's pleasure.  Elisa
looked back up between her legs at her mother.

   "Boo hoo!  Please Mami!  Not as hard as you did Isabel!  Please!  I beg
you!  Don't give me blisters like that!  Oh please Mami!  Please!" Elisa
begged.

   "You are eldest!  You know better!  You to blame!  I give it you even
harder!" scolded Juanita.

   A fearful wail of misery came from Elisa as she realised what her mother
had in store for her.  Juanita swung the strap down hard and fast across
Elisa's pretty little round bottom.

   THWACK!

   "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  NOOOOOOOOOOO!  MAMIEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Elisa howled.

   THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!

   "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  STOOOOOOP!  DON'T BLISTER ME! 
PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!  I'M SORREEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!" she squealed.

   THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  MY BOTTOM!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  IT HURTS! 
PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!  MAMIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

   Juanita started to work the strap down the backs of Elisa's thighs.

   THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  SORREEEEEEEEEEEY!  I'M
SORREEEEEEEEEEEEY!  DON'T!  I'LL BE GOOD!  WAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

   Juanita, with a grim determination, strapped her little daughter's
bottom and the backs of her thighs until huge blisters covered the lower
parts of her buttocks.  Elisa screamed herself hoarse as the severe
parental discipline was carried out.  Martin's cock leaked pre-cum until a
dark wet patch appeared on his trousers where the end of his straining
penis pushed against the tightened material.  Finally Juanita stopped
spanking her daughter with the fearsome strap and released the struggling
girl.

   If Martin had though that Isabel's reaction had been extreme, he was not
prepared for Elisa's.  As Juanita released her, Elisa jumped up, ran over
to Martin and jumped into his lap.

   "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  UNCLE!  MY BUMMY!  HOLD IT!  STOP IT HURTING! 
YAAAAAAAAAAAH!  THE PAIN!  IT BURNS!  MAKE IT STOP!" she wailed.

   The delighted Martin grabbed the squealing girl's welted and blistered
bottom cheeks in both hands and began to rub and squeeze them.

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  UNCLE!  RUB HARDER!  MAKE THE HURT GO AWAY!  I'LL BE
GOOD NOW!  I'LL BE GOOD FOR YOU!  LIKE I AM FOR GANDPAPI!  RUB MY BUMMY
HARDER!" she sobbed and begged.

   Martin rubbed and kneaded the hot little bottom as Elisa wriggled in his
lap, pushing her groin into Martin's hard cock.

   "Girls!" said Juanita, "I still have switch for your pee-hole spank!  We
go to Uncle's bedroom!  I do it properly there!"

   Poor little Isabel and Elisa followed their mom up the stairs to
Martin's bedroom.  All the time Juanita whipped the bendy switch through
the air making loud swishing noises.  The girls cried big frightened sobs
as they went upstairs to be given the most painful punishment they knew. 
Martin followed them up, taking every opportunity to poke and pull at the
girls' swollen, deeply welted bottom cheeks.

   When they reached the bedroom, Juanita told the girls what was expected.

   "You both lie on bed!  On back!  Pull knees to chest, then apart!  Show
how good you are!" Juanita instructed.

   The sobbing girls rushed to obey their mom.  Martin stood open mouthed
in awe as the two little girls parted their legs so wide that their pussies
opened.  The deep division of their bottoms parted too, exposing their
anuses to the pleased adults.

   Juanita smiled down at the hot disciplinary opportunity the girls
presented.

   "I think you girls too bad!  I spank poo-holes too!  That teach you
lesson!  You keep legs spread!  You not put hands in way!  You very bad! 
This what thieves get!  Get spank with switch on pee-hole and poo-hole!"
Juanita gleefully lectured.

   Juanita raised the switch and brought it down sharply onto Elisa's pink
open pussy.  The switch cut into Elisa's most sensitive place.

   SSSWHIT!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  NYAAAAAAAAAAAH!" screamed Elisa, bucking and
writhing on the bed.

   Juanita moved to stand in front of Isabel who was wailing in terror at
the sight of how her mom had used the switch on her elder sister who lay
screaming next to her.  Juanita whipped the switch down.  This time the
switch landed right between the lips, deep into the slit itself.

   SSSWHIT!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!" Elisa let out the most almighty scream and
clamped her legs together, rolling around the bed in agony.

   Juanita left her and went back to the panting Elisa.  Showing no regard
for the agonised howling of her daughter, Juanita carried on with the stern
punishment.  Again she whipped the switch down, this time it landed between
the little girl's buttocks right onto the exposed anus.

   SSSWHUT!

   "NYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  YEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  NOOOOOOOOOO!  THE HURT!  I CAN'T
TAKE IT!  IT'S TOO MUCH!  WAAAAAAAAAH!" howled Elisa.

   Juanita went back to Isabel who lay on her back but with her legs
together.

   "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  PLEASE MAMI!  IT HURTS SO MUCH!  BOO HOO!  IT
STINGS! NO MORE PLEEEEEEEEASE!  BWAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Isabel begged.

   "Legs apart!  You get on poo-hole now!" demanded Juanita.

   Inch by reluctant inch, Isabel parted her legs, accompanied by mewling
choking sobs.  Juanita waited until the legs were wide apart and then she
took aim.

   SSSWHUT!

   The switch landed right on Isabel's anus, just like her sister.

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  NYAAAAAAAAAAH! 
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!" shrieked Isabel, thrashing about.

   Slowly Juanita went from one girl to the other spanking their pussies
and bottom holes with the switch until each girl had a swollen mass of thin
bright red marks that covered the whole surface of their inner thighs,
pussies and bottom cracks.  Leaving her screaming howling daughters
thrashing about on the bed, hands rubbing and squeezing their punished
pussies, she spoke to Martin.

   "You take your trousers and pants off now!  Use cream to make pee-pee
slippery!  You put in girls' bottoms now!  It feel good!  You like it!"

   Juanita turned back to her daughters.

   "I talk to Mr.  Martin.  I tell him how your grandpapi like punish you!
He say that he forgive you if he can punish like gandpapi does.  I say yes
he can.  You get ready now!  Just like when grandpapi does it!" she said.

   Moaning with pain the girls slowly pulled themselves up onto their knees
and moved until they were on the edge of the bed with their bottoms facing
Martin.  They bent over until their heads and elbows were on the bed.  Then
they shuffled their legs wide apart and forward until their knees were
touching the outside of their elbows.  Their widely spread bottoms, with
their pretty tight pink anuses on show, poked out over the edge of the bed
towards Martin.  He was naked from the waist down and his hard cock was
slick with lubricating gel.  He moved behind the blubbering Isabel and
positioned his cock against her anus.  He looked around at Juanita; she had
pulled her trousers and panties off and had three fingers up her pussy
masturbating furiously as she watched him.

   Martin pushed his aching hard cock against the tight little hole.  At
first the young girl's sphincter held out, but it was no match for Martin's
hard cock and weight and the little hole opened to take him.  His first two
inches entered.  Isabel shrieked with pain as her hole was so severely
stretched.  Martin pushed more of his cock up.  At four inches he was deep
in her tiny rectum.  He began to push in and out of the squealing girl's
bottom, marvelling at the fantastic feeling of the tight elastic hole
gripping his cock.  He pulled out and moved behind Elisa.  He knew that as
she was two years older than her sister her little hole would take even
more of him; he would make it!

   Martin levelled his cock against Elisa's anus.  It didn't take as much
effort as with Isabel.  The sphincter opened and then, inch by painful
inch, ignoring her shrieks and pitiful begging, he pushed his cock up her
until the whole of his length was embedded deep into the wailing girl's
rectum.  Then he began to pump the little hole hard with his big adult
cock. It felt so good!  Just like Juanita had said it would!  He gritted
his teeth; he was going to cum and it was going to be a really big one!  He
felt his balls tighten, his chest fill with air and then he was cumming. 
The pleasure tore through his body.  He pumped spurt after spurt of cum up
the tightly stretched anus, until he was all finished.  He slipped his cock
in and out a little more and then pulled out.

   Martin stepped back.  The girls obediently stayed in position.  He
admired their whipped little bottoms, dark red and bruised with big patches
of blisters across the fattest parts of their bums.  Their little anuses
gaped wide open so he could see deep into their rectums.  Their pussies
were red and swollen, covered with switch marks.  The girls looked back up
between their legs at Martin; Isabel spoke.

   "Boo hoo!  Please Uncle!  Can we stay here now?  Boo hoo!  We'll never
steal again!  Mom is strict if we are bad!  Boo hoo!  Really strict!  Just
like you see!" she begged.

   Martin looked at Elisa.  She was staring at his semi erect cock.  Then
she looked up through her tears into his eyes.

   "Boo hoo!  Please can we stay, Uncle?  You can put your pee-pee in our
poo-holes more if you want to!  You can do it when we go to bed at night!
We'll leave our doors open!  We'll be in bed!  With nothing on!  You can
get in with us!  And push your pee-pee up us!  Boo hoo!  I'll try not to
cry so much next time!" Elisa pleaded.

   Isabel joined in.

   "You can Uncle!  You can stick your pee-pee in us!  As much as you like!
If only we can stay!  We're truly sorry!  Please say we can stay!" she
begged.

   Martin held out his arms to them.

   "Yes, of course!" he said, "You can be my two little daughters!"

   They both ran to him, hugging and cuddling him.  Juanita came over and
noticed something.

   "Girls!" she said, and pointed at Martin's fully erect penis.

   Martin smiled; the girls' lovely descriptions of how they would let him
pleasure his cock with their bodies had had its effect.  Juanita took
Isabel's hand and started to lead her out of the bedroom.

   "Big sister's going to have little Daddy-Daughter chat now!  Let's leave
sister and Daddy alone!" Juanita said to Isabel.

   As Juanita and Isabel got halfway down the stairs they heard the shrill
screams of Elisa as new Daddy started her punishment.

   In the bedroom Martin had Elisa lying face down on the bed.  He was on
top of her with his cock buried to the hilt in her tiny bottom hole.  He
pushed in and out with long hard strokes as Elisa screamed at his painful
bottom intrusion.  The thought of how much fun he and Juanita were going to
have with their two little daughters brought him gasping to orgasm again.

   CHAPTER 3 - Happy home!

   Martin happily bounded down the stairs to breakfast.  Juanita and the
girls had been living with him for almost a year now.  He ruled the girls
with a rod of iron and was delighted at how fearful and respectful of him
they were.  He went into the kitchen.  Juanita was getting the girls their
cereal whilst they sat waiting at the breakfast bar.  Both girls were naked
apart from a small white lacy thong they each wore.  Martin had found a
website that produced adult lingerie for little girls; he had made a large
purchase.  He admired the girls' cute little butts, beautifully set off by
the white lace strip that disappeared between their cheeks.  He took a good
look at Elisa's developing breasts; tiny cones with their prominent
nipples. Another year and she would have little plum size titties for him
to play with.  The girls looked up at him, their eyes fearfully searching
his face for what kind of mood he might be in.

   "Good morning, girls!" he smiled back, "I have some news for you.  Mommy
and Daddy have decided that tonight will be a special spank night for both
of you!"

   There was a stunned silence from the girls.  Marin watched Isabel's
bottom lip quivering and a tear trickle out of her left eye, swiftly
followed by one from the right.  Elisa's mouth pouted mournfully and her
eyes got watery but the tears didn't quite start flowing.

   "Please Daddy!  But I haven't done anything wrong!" Elisa pouted, "I've
been real good and obedient for my bedtime spankings, haven't I?"

   Martin smiled; the term `bedtime spankings' conjured up the image of a
strict Daddy slipping into his daughter's room at night as she waited
tearfully in her pyjamas; then pyjamas off and over Daddy's knee for a
strict no-nonsense spanking with hand or slipper until a naughty little
bottom had turned cherry red.  Finally her getting into bed in floods of
tears as Daddy admired his handiwork.

   For Elisa and Isabel, `bedtime spankings' meant them waiting naked in
the diaper position on their beds until Daddy arrived with the paddle or
switch or cane or whatever he had chosen to hurt them with.  Then Daddy
would carefully lock the door behind him for a long Daddy-Daughter chat
about discipline and obedience.  The girl's screams would echo around the
house as Daddy strictly administered the most severe bare bottom discipline
to his little daughter.  And after he had finished and the girl's bottom
was a red welted mess then he would take his clothes off and force his
daughter to perform the most obscene and degrading sex acts on him,
enjoying their squeals and wails as his thick hard cock penetrated and
stretched their childish little holes.

   Elisa was right though!  Her extreme obedience during her bedtime
spankings was a real turn on for him.  He only had to say something like,
"Elisa, spread your bottom for me, I'm going to cane your anus tonight!"
for Elisa to obediently grab her buttocks and pull them wide apart for him.
She'd look back at him and desperately check she was being good.  "Like
that, Daddy?  Is that far enough apart?  Can you get the cane in?  I'm
sorry I was bad!  Cane my bottom hole and make me good!" And Martin would,
very hard!

   Halfway through her anus caning Elisa would always beg sweetly to be
allowed to rub the stinging cane welts decorating her spread crack.  Martin
would agree and enjoy watching the howling girl's fingers pushing and
pulling at her anus, making the hole open so he could see into her.  She
would always try and have a little go at enticing him to stop.  "Boo hoo!
Waaaaaaaaaaah!  Please Daddy!  Won't you put your willy in my bottom hole
now?  It's soooo tight and nice!  It will feel lovely!  Your willy must be
so hard!  Use my bottom hole to make it feel nice!  Pleeeeeeeeeease!" But
Martin would never be ready to finish then.  "Elisa, you've got plenty more
cane to come yet!  Spread those bottom cheeks again!" he'd say.  And Elisa
would obey, pulling her cheeks wide open for him.  Then Martin would
continue to whip the cane in between his daughter's buttocks as she
shrieked and wriggled for him.  Only when the whole area between Elisa's
buttocks was a mass of cane wheals would he stop and plunge his cock deep
into her obediently offered anus.  Yes, Elisa was doing very well with her
`bedtime spankings'.

   "No, it's not that, Elisa." he said, "You are a good girl when I come up
to spank you.  But you must try harder when you deep throat me!  You can
deep throat me every night next week as practice!"

   "Yes Daddy!" Thank you!  I promise I'll be good when I deep throat you!
I'll try really hard!  You can go in so your balls rest on my chin!  I
promise not to be sick!" Elisa fearfully begged.

   Martin fished in his pocket and pulled out a note.

   "Do you know what this is, Elisa?" he asked.

   Elisa's eyes focussed on the note.  A tear trickled down her face.

   "It's my mid term grades!" she said softly

   "How do you think you've done?" asked Martin.

   "Not very well, Daddy." she said, the tears sliding down her face.

   "Remind us how poor grades are punished in this house." Martin smiled.

   "Sniff!  Sniff!  No spanks for A's and B's.  A paddle spanking for a C.
A bottom caning for a D.  And...and...boo hoo, a pussy and bottom crack
caning for an E!" she replied.

   "That's right, Elisa!  Well remembered!  You are the proud recipient of
2 C's, 3 D's and an E!  That's two paddle spankings, three bottom canings
and one pussy and bottom crack caning!  What do you think about that?"
Martin grinned.

   "Oooooo, Daddy!  Please!  Boo hoo!  That's too much!  I couldn't take
all that!" Elisa sobbed.

   "No.  Your mom and I agree.  So tonight we will give you as much of your
punishment as we think you can take and then we have some very special
punishments for you; punishments that will hurt real bad!" Martin gloated.

   "Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!  I'm sorry, Daddy!  I'm sorry!  Boo hoo!" blubbed
Elisa.

   Martin turned to Isabel.

   "And what about you, young lady?  Have you been good?" he asked.

   "Yes Daddy!  Yes I have!  I promise!" Isabel said earnestly.

   "That's not true, is it Isabel?" said Martin, "I got a call last night
from Miss Summer, your riding instructor.  She told me about what happened
last week.  How when everyone was trotting, you galloped off and she had to
leave everyone else to come and get you.  That was very silly and very
dangerous, Isabel.  And when I picked you up and asked you if you'd been
good, you said yes.  That's a lie, Isabel.  And when I asked you now if
you'd been good, you promised you had.  That's another lie, Isabel.  What's
the punishment for doing something dangerous, Isabel?"

   "Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!  A bottom caning and a pussy caning, Daddy!  Boo
hoo!" Isabel sobbed.

   "And what's the punishment for lying, Isabel?" Martin continued.

   "Waaaaaaaaaaaah!  Boo hoo!  A bottom caning and a...a...a pussy caning
and bottom crack caning, Daddy!  Boo hoo!" she wailed.

   "So, I make that three bottom canings, three pussy canings and two
bottom crack canings for you!" gloated Martin, "I think you'll need to have
some special punishments too!"

   "Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!  Daddy!  Daddeeeeeeeeeey!  Please!  I'm sorry!  I'm
sorry!" sobbed Isabel.

   Martin grinned broadly.

   "I'm off to work now, girls!  Have a lovely day at school!  I'll see you
when I get home.  Daddy's going to have to be very strict with you
tonight!" he taunted them.

   Martin left the house, the girls' fearful sobbing ringing in his ears
and making his cock hard.  The thought of the things Juanita and he would
do to their daughters then evening made his whole body tingle.

   Martin arrived home from work dead on time; he didn't want to miss a
moment of the severe bare bottom punishment the girls had earned
themselves. He opened the front door and walked into the hall.  There,
stuck with blu-tac to the bottom of the banisters, was a folded note. 
Written on the front of it in big lettered childish handwriting it said
`DADDY'.

   Marin opened the note and read Elisa's little girl script.

   "Dear Daddy,

   Me and Isabel are very sorry for what we have done.  We both want to say
sorry to you in your bedroom.  We have gone upstairs to wait for you.  We
want to ask you to be lenient with us.  We will ask you nicely.  Because we
have been so naughty we know that you must be hard with us.  We will be
good when you are hard.

   Your loving daughters,

   Isabel and Elisa"

   Both girls had signed the card with little kisses.  Martin laughed at
the little drawing Elisa had done and coloured in.  It showed what he
guessed was him, standing naked with a large erect penis.  The girls had
been drawn both kissing the end of it.  He wondered what degree of leniency
the girls would be prepared to work for.  He had only recently introduced
the concept of leniency to them, whereby in exchange for hard adult sex
with Daddy they were forgiven a small proportion of their punishment. 
Martin eagerly went up to his bedroom.

   Juanita happily hummed a little tune to herself as she prepared `the
room' for their evenings' activities.  She was naked apart from a black
lace thong that she wore to please Martin.  The thong went into her butt
crack, was embedded in her pussy lips and only reappeared at her clit.  Now
she liked to be naked whilst punishing the girls.  She had seen how much
pleasure Martin got from using the girls' bodies; it took very little
persuasion from him for her to start indulging in the same.  Her two little
girls had now been trained to be most adept at using their mouths and
tongues in her pussy and anus to produce the most incredible sensations.

   `The room' was the large basement that had been set aside solely for use
when disciplining the girls.  Martin's money had helped buy many of the
fine things that had only existed in Juanita's fantasies before.  In the
corner of the room were a small blackboard and a couple of elementary
school desks.  Here Martin would take either of the girls if their homework
marks were not up to scratch.  Martin would then spend hours tutoring the
girls in the subject; the whippy school cane that hung on the blackboard
making repeated vigorous trips to the girls' bare bottoms until they were
be able to consistently shriek out the correct answers.

   Then there was the genuine leather vaulting horse.  Ideal for securing
little girls firmly to so they could receive the most severe punishments
and intimate attention from her parents.  There was a large sofa for
parents to relax and enjoy being pleasured by the girls or for girls to be
bent over.  There were straight backed chairs for more traditional
spankings.  There were cupboards housing a large collection of punishment
equipment; anything from traditional canes and paddles through to insertion
devices and more.

   Pride of place in the room was taken by two large pieces of modern
furniture.  Built to Martin's designs from stainless steel tubing and black
leather, they had been nicknamed the `pussy punishment chairs'.  They were
like a chair, without a seat, that had been laid on its back.  The girls
had to climb up and lay down on their backs on the chair's backrest.  There
was no support under their bottoms that were left free in the air.  Their
hands were secured to the sides of the backrest with Velcro straps.  The
legs of the chairs had been widely separated so that the girls' knees could
be fastened wide apart with more Velcro straps.  A large black leather
strap went around each girl's tummy to hold her in place.  At that point
the girls looked just like they might in the diaper position, but with
their bottom suspended in mid air.

   The beauty of these `chairs' was that they were pivoted at the centre on
a stand.  Once the girls had each been fastened into a `chair' it could be
swung and locked in position so that the girls' were upside-down and their
spread bottoms and pussies were uppermost at their parents' shoulder
height. This allowed their parents to comfortably administer vigorous
punishments to their pussies and bottom cracks with no interference from
the girls.  There were also allsorts of special attachments that could be
bolted on to the frame to deliver additional, extraordinary punishments to
the girls.

   Juanita loved the chairs.  They were superb disciplinary devices in
their own right.  She busied herself collecting and checking they equipment
they would be using on the girls.  She heard Martin come in and go
upstairs. He would be enjoying himself up there, she thought.  The girls
would be absolutely desperate to please him.  She hoped he really took
advantage and forced them to do the most unspeakable things for him with
their little bodies.

   Martin opened his bedroom door.  The most delightful sight awaited him.
Both Isabel and Elisa were lying on their backs on the bed in the diaper
position.  They had dressed in little girl lingerie with tiny white silk
thigh length stockings, little white lacy thongs pulled deep into their
pussies and pretty peek-a-boo bras that showed off their nipples.  Both
girls wore wide welcoming smiles.

   "Hello Daddy!" said Elisa, "Would you like to play with us?  We'll be
super-good and do everything you say!"

   "Yes, we will!" confirmed Isabel, "You can do whatever you want to us!"

   Martin idly reached forward and hooked his finger into Isabel's thong,
pulling it to one side so he could admire her spread pussy and bottom hole.
He could see Isabel's vulva and the tiny pink opening of her anus.  He
repeated the exercise with Elisa, admiring her compliantly offered private
parts.

   Martin stepped out of his clothes revealing his big thick erection.  The
girls smiled and licked their lips, pretending to enjoy what they were
doing.  Martin could see the fear in their eyes as he showed his cock off
to them.  He loved the fact that they pretended to enjoy it despite hating
every minute, just so they could encourage him to use their bodies even
more to try and avoid a few whippy strokes of the cane.

   The girls slipped their thongs off ready for action.

   "What do you want to do to us first, Daddy?" Elisa smiled at him.

   "Yes Daddy!  How do you want to use your big willy to hurt us?"
encouraged Isabel.

   "You could put your willy in my bottom hole if you like!" said Elisa,
pulling her buttocks apart.

   "You could put your willy in my pee-hole!" said Isabel, pulling her
pussy open.

   Martin walked around the side of the bed to where Elisa was until he was
standing next to her head.

   "Elisa knows where I want to put my willy, don't you?" Martin asked her.

   The smile on Elisa's face froze and her voice came out all small and
shaky.

   "Yes Daddy!  You want to put it in my throat, Daddy!  It makes your
cocky feel nice when you put it there." Elisa confirmed.  She tried to
smile at him.  "I'll be really good, Daddy!  I'll take it deep for you! 
Just how you like it!  You will be lenient if I do that, won't you Daddy?"
she asked.

   Martin smiled at her.  He could see how false her smile was as Elisa
trembled.

   "I'll be lenient with you, Elisa.  But only if you do it properly and
take all my willy into your mouth.  I want to see my balls touch your chin,
Elisa!" he ordered.

   "Yes Daddy!  I'll take it deep, Daddy!  Till your balls touch my chin,
Daddy!" she promised.

   Martin turned to Isabel.

   "And if Daddy's willy is in Elisa's throat, what does he want you to do,
Isabel?" he asked.

   Isabel tried to smile but her face was already scrunched up in disgust.

   "Put my tongue in your bottom hole, Daddy!  Get tongue really deep in
there `cause that's how you like it best!" she answered.

   Martin smiled; he knew what Isabel hated most.

   "Isabel, I'm going to sit with my bottom hole on your mouth so you can
get deep in!" he happily explained.

   Isabel looked quite ill.  She tried to smile but her bottom lip
quivered.

   "I'll be good, Daddy!  I'll get my tongue in real deep!  Just how you
like!  I'll lie down so you can sit with your bottom on my face! 
W...W...Would you like me to reach up and spread your bottom so the hole
goes right on my mouth?" her little voice quavered.

   "Yes Isabel!  That would be very nice!" he smiled, "I want you to lick
and suck it as well as putting your tongue in!"

   "Yes Daddy!" she replied, her voice shaking, "You will be lenient, won't
you?"

   "If you do a good job, yes!" he agreed.

   Isabel lay down in the middle of the bed and Marin climbed up and
crawled over on his knees to her.  He straddled her so his knees were
either side of her chest and he was looking down her naked body.  He
squatted down and his ass sunk towards her face.  He felt her hands
clasping his bottom cheeks and pulling them apart.  He continued lowering
his ass until he felt her hot breath on his anus.  He sunk down a few
further inches, wriggling with pleasure as he felt her hot tongue start to
lick around his bottom hole.  Her hot lips covered his anus and she started
to suck and tongue his big hairy adult hole.  He shivered as her tongue
pushed up high into his ass, curling around and probing into his sensitive
ring.  The noisy slurps and squishes that accompanied Isabel's humiliating
task made his cock dribble pre-cum.  With delight he realised that Isabel
had started to cry; her pretty sobbing adding to the stiffness of his cock.
He turned to Elisa.

   "Time for you to take Daddy's willy all the way down now!" he grinned.

   Elisa knelt next to her new Daddy.  She took his horrible big thick
penis in her hand, right at the base.  The nasty slimy purple head was
fully exposed.  The slit in the head oozed that clear salty sticky liquid
that new Daddy made when his willy was really excited.  Elisa opened her
mouth.  This was going to be awful!  She just knew it!  That big thing
going into her throat was going to make her sick.  He'd be really angry is
she was sick!  The things he'd do to her!  Oh God!  Please!  Just don't let
her be sick!  Her eyes already watering with tears, she opened her mouth
and lowered her head, taking the big hot fleshy thing into her throat.

   Martin gasped with pleasure as the tip of his penis entered little
Elisa's throat.  It felt so soft and tight around him.  He resisted the
urge to push all the way down, instead allowing Elisa to do it herself. 
The little girl started the most frightful gagging as another inch of him
went down.

   "GAKKK!  URRRRP!  GURRRRRRRK!" Elisa gagged, her eyes bulging at the
huge intrusion.

   She pulled off him, clamping her hand over her mouth and fighting the
urge to be sick.

   "Elisa!" warned Martin, "You know what I'm going to do to your bottom if
you're sick!"

   Elisa knew alright!  She hadn't been able to sit for days when he'd
finished with her last time.  She fought back the urge and opened her
mouth. Tears streamed down her face.  Daddy wanted to fuck her throat and
she was just going to have to let him do it.

   Martin groaned with delight as Elisa went back down on him.  His cock
slid deep into her throat and she kept on pushing.  In a moment her lips
touched the base of his cock and his balls were on her chin.  Martin
sighed; pure bliss!  He wanted to grab the back of her head and pump his
cock into her throat.  But again he held back.  Elisa began to move her
head back and forth, her throat slipping up and down his cock.

   "GAKA!  GAKA!  GAKA!  GAKA!  GAKA!" her sucking throat sounded as his
cock slipped in and out.

   Streams of goo dripped out of Elisa's mouth, down his cock and balls and
onto Isabel's face as she continued slurping and tonguing his anus. 
Martin's cock was so hard; the pleasure was intense.

   Elisa pulled off him, gasping deep breaths, her eyes and nose streaming
and her throat sore and stretched from his big cock.

   "I'm going to cum soon, Elisa!  Get back down on me now!" he commanded.

   Summoning all her strength, Elisa pushed his cock back down her throat
and banged her head up and down on it.

   Martin could feel it coming; the hardening of his stomach, the
tightening of his balls, the tingling of his prostate.  His two little
daughters' hard-working mouths, throats and tongues had done their job and
he was going to squirt pints into Elisa's stomach.  He held her head down
on him and pushed up, starting to cum, pumping his sperm deep into her
convulsing throat.  As he came he made the most extraordinary wailing
groan, so great was his pleasure.  Even Isabel felt her tongue being
squashed by the contractions of his sphincter as she fought to carry on
pleasuring his anus.

   Martin let go of poor Elisa's head and she pulled off him, gulping air
and retching.  He lifted himself off Isabel whose miserable tear stained
face came into view.  She too pulled in lung-fulls of fresh air; the nasty
proximity of Daddy's anus had been too much for her.

   "Very good, girls!" Martin complimented them, "Very good!  I shall be
most lenient with both of you!  I think you have both saved yourself one
whole pussy spanking each!"

   There was a moment as the girls digested this news.  It was more than
he'd ever given away before.  Both of them were genuinely surprised. 
Suddenly they were both on him, hugging and kissing.

   "Oh, Daddy!  Thank you!  Thank you!  I love you!" sobbed Isabel, "I
really worked my tongue in your bottom, didn't I?"

   "Oh, Daddy!  You're the best!  I'll always take your willy deep now!"
cried Elisa.

   Martin smiled to himself.  The girls had earned so many pussy spankings
each that they'd have no idea whether they had been spared one or not!  He
couldn't wait to see them screaming as Juanita dealt with her little
daughter's bottoms and pussies.

   Martin led the girls downstairs and then towards the door that led to
the basement.  Both girls were crying miserably, but as the reached the
door little Isabel completely lost it.  She threw herself at Martin's feet,
grasping his ankles in her arms and wailing distraughtly.

   "Waaaaaaaaaah!  Daddeeeeeeeeey!  Don't take me to `the room'!  I'll be
so good!  I promise you!  Boo hooooooo!  Put your willy in my throat!  In
my bottom!  I'll take it all!  Whip me every night!  Bwaaaaaaaaaaaah! 
Don't take me down there!  Pleeeeeeeeease!" she begged.

   Martin pulled her up firmly by the arm.

   "You, young lady, have been very naughty!" he scolded her, "You've
earned this with your dangerous behaviour and lying!  All little girls who
are naughty get punished like this!  Get down to `the room'!  I'm going to
bust your butt so you can't sit for a month!"

   Isabel howled with fright and alarm as Martin pulled her down the steps.
Elisa followed, blinded with tears her legs shaking like a jelly; she just
knew that she couldn't take the whipping she'd been promised.  It was going
to hurt so much!

   As they entered the room Juanita beamed with delight at the arrival of
her two daughters and partner.  They were all naked, the girls looking
thoroughly used and Martin's cock was semi flaccid and he looked very
satisfied.

   "Look at this, yes!" she said joyfully, "Two naughty girls!  I punish so
hard!  You both so bad!  You shout loud today!  You take clothes off
already; it save me a job!"

   "I know!" said Martin wickedly, "let's play `tell and save', girls!  You
remember the rules!  If you tell on your sister then she gets some of your
punishment!"

   "Oooo yes!  Tell and save!  Is good game!" said Juanita, clapping her
hands.

   Isabel looked up at Martin, her mouth quivering.

   "Please Daddy!  Elisa got in trouble at school last week!  Give her one
of my pussy spankings, please!" Isabel said.

   Elisa stamped her foot in fury.

   "Daddy!  That's not fair!  You can't!  Please!  She's telling tales!"
she protested.

   "Elisa, is this true?" Martin asked.

   Elisa dropped her head, the tears dripping out of her eyes and landing
with a gentle plop on the painted concrete floor.

   "Yes Daddy!" she said softly.

   "One pussy spanking from Isabel to Elisa!" Martin happily announced,
"Well done Isabel!"

   Elisa looked up, furious.  She pointed her finger at Isabel.

   "Daddy, she cheated in her tests.  That's how she got good results!"
Elisa said triumphantly.

   Isabel's face went white and she went very quiet.

   "That's not true!" she said, but quietly.

   "Go and look in her pencil case!" smirked Elisa, "She's still got her
cheating notes in there!"

   "What is truth, Isabel?" demanded Juanita, "You tell now!  I find out
later, you come to `room' every night for month!"

   Isabel put her hands over her ears.  She couldn't bear to hear the
consequences of her crimes.  She started to cry out, at the top of her
voice.

   "I'M SORRY!  I'M SORRY!  I'M SORRY!  I'M SORRY!"

   Juanita grabbed her hands, pulled them off her ears and held her facing
Martin so he could pass judgement.

   "Isabel, right now you will receive one whole bottom paddling and one
whole bottom caning from Elisa's list.  You will come down here alone with
Mommy and Daddy next week for a very long discussion about your behaviour!"
he said.

   Isabel mewled in terror at the prospect of a trip to `the room' alone
with her parents.  Both of them would be eager to see who could punish her
more severely.  And then there would just be her, on her own, to satisfy
the both of them!

   "So," Martin continued, in a businesslike way, "you both saved
yourselves a pussy spanking each by being so good for me in the bedroom.  I
think that means that both of you will receive a good spanking with the
paddle, a nice dose of the cane on your bottoms, then into the chairs for
your bottom holes and pussies to be dealt with.  And then Mommy and Daddy
have some very special punishments for you so that you can learn never,
ever to be so naughty again!"

   Martin walked over to the two straight backed chairs that had been put
out facing each other and sat in one; Juanita followed, occupying the
other. As she sat down she admired Martin's big cock that had gone hard
again at the prospect of so vigorously punishing her little girls.

   "I love when your cock go hard!" she said to him tenderly, "It make you
spank girls like proper hard father!  You make girls shout and I feel soooo
good!"

   Martin smiled back at her.  He turned to Isabel.

   "Come to me Isabel!" he said, "I'm very disappointed in you.  Your
bottom needs to feel some blisters!  I'm just in the mood to give you what
you deserve!"

   Crying almost hysterically, Isabel stumbled over to her new Daddy.  He
was waving the big lexan paddle in his hand.  He was going to hurt her so
badly!  She was going to be sleeping on her tummy for nights and nights
after he'd finished.

   Without even realising it, she arrived in front of him.  He lifted her
over his lap.  He was so strong!  All that strength would be smacking into
her bottom with that big paddle.

   Martin looked at the perfect little bottom over his lap as it softly
shuddered with its owners sobs.  He looked across at Juanita.  She had
Elisa across her knee ready to apply the paddle forcefully to the soft
wobbly bottom that poked up at her.  Martin nodded at Juanita, and they
began.

   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!

   The sharp cracks rang out in unison as two little bottoms were spanked
very hard indeed.  Elisa and Isabel squealed out their heartfelt shock at
the severity of the smacks.  It felt like the paddles were going to break
their bottoms!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!  STOOOOOOOOP!" yelled Isabel.

   "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  MAMMIEEEEEEEEE!  NOOOOOOOOOO!" howled Elisa.

   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!

   Martin loved having Isabel over his knee!  The naked little girl kicked
and squealed as he turned her bottom bright red.  Her wild wriggling rubbed
her naked torso and groin against his stiff cock.  He looked over and
admired Juanita's strict no-nonsense spanking of her eldest daughter. 
Juanita's big breasts flapped about as she vigorously paddled her
daughter's bottom.  She panted with the exertion of spanking so hard and
fast.  She wanted to make sure that Elisa wouldn't forget this for a long
time to come.

   Martin's cock felt rock hard; Isabel and Elisa were both making their
own special `I've-been-spanked-extra-hard' noises.  How he loved to hear
them do that!  Isabel made high pitched repeated squeals every time the
paddle cracked down on her bottom and Elisa made bellowing howls that were
interspersed with shrill quavering wails.  Martin could tell just from the
sound of their screaming that blisters were near.  Sure enough, as he
spanked the paddle into Isabel's bum he saw the first coin sized blister
start to appear on the crown of her right buttock.  He stopped and looked
over at Juanita.  It seemed that Juanita had been somewhat more strict and
there a large blister on Elisa's right buttock.  Martin smiled; he was
going to have to work the cane a long way down the backs of Elisa's thighs
to compensate for the lack of fresh bottom space.

   Martin and Juanita let the girls up to howl and dance about rubbing and
pulling at their bottoms as they showed off their anuses and pussies. 
Martin grasped his cock at the base and waved it at Juanita to show just
how incredibly hard he was.  Juanita spread her legs and pulled the thong
out of her pussy she he could see she was absolutely soaking.  They grinned
excitedly at each other; the girls still had so much punishment to come!

   Juanita got up and went over to the school desks and Martin followed
her. Each desktop had a pillow placed on it.

   "Girls!  Time for cane!" Juanita called to her daughters who were
mewling and rubbing at their bottoms, "You come here!  You kneel on seats
and put elbows on desk!  Stick bottoms out!  You get cane hard now!"

   Elisa and Isabel waddled over to their parents, their bottoms so sore
that they couldn't walk properly.  Martin chose Elisa this time.  He loved
the way she reacted when getting punished over blisters.  She was such a
baby!  He loved to hear her plead with him.

   The girls got into position; both had their heads down and their bottoms
up.  They were both pushing their tummies down and arching their backs so
that their bottoms bulged out and the cheeks separated.  Juanita was not
satisfied.

   "Get legs apart!  I want see everything!" she commanded.

   The girls shuffled their knees apart and their pretty pussies and anuses
were revealed.  Martin idly slipped his hands between Elisa's legs and let
his fingers play with her pretty little exposed pussy.

   Juanita picked up two junior canes; two foot long yellow rattan with
curved handles.  The cane produced a depth of sting that a whippy switch
just couldn't quite equal, and the girls knew it too.

   "Boo hoo!  Please Daddy!  Not the cane!  Pleeeeeeeeeease!" begged Elisa,
sticking her bum out more so that Martin's fingers might get easier access
to her holes, "It hurts too much!  I'll do anything for you, Daddy! 
Anything!"

   Martin smiled; it seemed as though Isabel had the same idea, as she
pleaded with her mother to be let off.

   "Boo hoo!  Please Mami!  Don't cane!  I'll be really good for you!  I'll
kiss your pee-hole nicely!  I'll get my tongue right in!  And your bottom
hole too!  Boo hoo!  I'll flick my tongue the way you like!  No cane! 
Please!  Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!"

   Smiling at each other, Martin and Juanita stood back from the girls and
began preparing to begin the caning.  They positioned themselves just in
order that the whippy end of the cane that travelled at the greatest speed
would land on the softest, most sensitive part of their daughters' bottoms.

   THWICK!

   THWICK!

   Two hard strokes in quick succession were brought to a halt by hot
wriggly bottoms.  The two little owners of the bottoms shuddered as the
canes impacted and a moment later began to scream as the terrible stinging
pain made itself felt.

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  MAMIEEEEEEEEEE!  STOOOOOOOOP!  I KISS YOUR PEE-HOLE!"
shrieked Isabel.

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEEY!  NOT ON MY BLISTERS!  OH GOD!  THE
PAIN!  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" screamed Elisa.

   But the two strict parents, their engorged sex organs throbbing, paid no
attention to their little daughters' pleas and carried on administering a
severe bare bottom caning.  The girls howled as the cane kept biting deep
into their stinging bottoms!  Martin eagerly began working his cane down
the backs of Elisa's thighs.  Her squeals made his ears ring and his cock
drip pre-cum.  Juanita was punishing Isabel equally hard.  Juanita's shaved
pussy squidged juice out making her inner thighs slippery.  She looked
forward to having one of her daughter's obedient little tongues wriggling
about like an eel inside her.

   The girls' bottoms were badly swollen now with deep red lines that stood
out proud from the skin and covered the whole surface of the bottom, from
the top of their cracks down to mid thigh.  Unable to control themselves,
the girls had started to put their hands behind them trying to protect
their bottoms.  They yelped and squealed as Martin and Juanita smacked at
their hands with the canes until, wailing and nursing their whipped hands,
they took them away.  Then the caning started again; stroke after stinging
stroke.

   Martin stopped caning first.  The blisters that Juanita had already put
on Elisa's bottom prevented him from carrying on.  Martin watched Elisa
grabbing and rubbing at her wounded cheeks and legs as she shrieked in
agony; it had been a very strict caning.  Juanita carried on with Isabel's
discipline for a little while longer, making sure that the little girl's
bottom was as red and marked as her sister's.  Then she stood back with
Martin to admire the delicious sight.

   Juanita's hand found Martin's straining cock and he slipped his fingers
into her soaking pussy.  They masturbated each other as the girls howled
and rubbed.  The strict parents knew only too well what they still had
planned for the girls and they tingled in anticipation.

   Eager to continue the punishment, Martin lifted the still wailing Elisa
off the seat of the school desk where she was kneeling.  He guided her over
to one of the pussy spanking chairs and lifted the terrified pleading girl
onto the `seat'.  Juanita did the same with Isabel.  As the two unfortunate
little girls were strapped into the restraints they desperately begged
their strict parents to let them off.  Martin's cock, Juanita's pussy and
both their anuses were promised the most outrageous sexual services by the
two little girls, if only they were allowed out of those scary chairs.

   How much Elisa and Isabel feared being strapped into those chairs. 
Completely unable to stop Mommy or Daddy carrying out the most severe
punishments on their sensitive little sex parts.  Their legs held so wide
apart that there was not one tiny part of their privates that wasn't
exposed to their parents' strict attention.

   Martin finished strapping Elisa in and activated the mechanism that
swung the chair so that Elisa was upside-down and her inverted, widely
spread, bottom and pussy were at Martin's shoulder height.  A moment later
Juanita did the same to Isabel.  Juanita went to a cupboard and, turning
around, showed Martin what she had selected.

   Martin's cock throbbed with glee; she had picked the two white nylon
rods.  Purchased by Martin on the internet from a site specialising in
child discipline, these rods were copies of the original `Child training
rods' produced by Slide's Manufacturing Company; a 22 inch length of
flexible white quarter inch thick nylon rod attached to a black cushioned
vinyl hand grip with a small black safety tip at the end of the rod.  The
rods were perfectly constructed so, while they imparted a terrible sting,
they could be used for an extended period quite safely.  Martin and Juanita
wanted to spend their time spanking their daughter's pussies and bottom
cracks.  These were the perfect tool to do that with.  Juanita handed
Martin his rod and they returned to the spread bottoms and pussies that
waited for them restrained in the `chairs'.

   "Girls!  Look!" said Juanita, holding up her rod, "We use special rods
so we spank for long time!"

   The girls howled in despair as they saw what was going to be used on
them.  Martin amused himself with Elisa rubbing the rod between her little
pussy lips and then down the central division of her bottom and over her
anus.

   "Daddy!  No!  No!  Please!  I beg you!  Don't!  No!  Noooooo! 
Pleeeeeeeease!" Elisa begged desperately.

   Martin lifted the rod and smacked it down sharply onto Elisa's pussy. 
It landed with a satisfyingly firm sound `THWUCK!' and a fleshy resistance
that travelled down the rod to Martin's hand.

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEEEY!  NOOOOOOOOO!" Elisa squealed.

   A red line started to form on Elisa's left pussy lip.  Martin adjusted
his aim.

   THWUCK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  NYAAAAAAAAAAH!  MY PUSSEEEEEEEEEY!" shrieked
Elisa, as the rod smacked right in between the lips.

   Isabel was fairing little better as Juanita applied the rod firmly to
her naughty daughter's most sensitive punishment place.  The girls both
shrieked and howled as the rods bit into their pussies and inner thighs.

   Martin enjoyed the way Elisa's pussy was becoming bright red and puffy
as the swollen lines from the rod merged.  He changed the angle he was
spanking at and started smacking the rod against Elisa's anus.  Her shrieks
redoubled.

   THWUCK!  THWUCK!  THWUCK!  THWUCK!  THWUCK!

   "NYAAAAAAAAAAH!  MY HOLE!  MY BUTT HOLE!  OH GOD!  MY ASS! 
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she bellowed.

   Martin looked over at Juanita.  She was still spanking Isabel's pussy
with the rod.  It was a severe punishment for her lying little daughter. 
Isabel's dark red swollen pussy would remind her for many days never to
tell such a lie again.

   Martin continued spanking Elisa's bottom hole until it was red and
marked, just like her pussy.  Her hoarse braying wails were the perfect
aural confirmation for him of a proper prolonged spanking session.  His
cock twitched and throbbed as he enjoyed the sight of her red welted bottom
and holes.

   Martin noticed that Juanita had finally stopped spanking Isabel and he
took time to admire Isabel's swollen redness as well.  Juanita was flushed;
Martin looked at her enquiringly.

   "I cum while giving spank!" she smiled at him mischievously, "It feel so
good!"

   Martin smiled back.  He adjusted the chair so that Elisa was lying flat
again.  Elisa's face was dark red because of the blood that had flowed to
it whilst she had been upside-down.  There was no clue as to whether she
was grateful at being put the right way up; she was still crying so hard
from her bottom pain.  She looked up at him, her eyes still desperate.

   "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!  Please Daddy!  Let me rub!  I've got to rub! 
Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!  It hurts!  Need to rub!  Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease!" she
wailed.

   Martin walked around to her head.  He took his cock and pushed it
against her mouth.

   "How much do you want to rub, Elisa?" he asked.

   Elisa opened her mouth and he slipped his penis in.  Her tongue began to
lash across the exposed purple tip of his cock, paying special attention to
the sensitive underside where his foreskin joined the smooth head.  He
sighed.

   "Ahhh!  Yes!  Good girl!  Just like that with your tongue!  Just how
Daddy likes it!  Mmmmmm!  You use your mouth so nicely!" Martin encouraged
her.

   He pulled his cock out and, walking back to her side, unfastened her
hands.  Gratefully Elisa grabbed her pussy and, still wailing, rubbed and
rubbed and rubbed at her poor punished part.  Isabel, seeing the privilege
that her sister had been allowed, set about persuading her mommy.

   "Bwaaaaaaaaaaah!  Mami!  Please!  I need rub too!  Boo hoo hoo!  I kiss
your hole nicely!  Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease!" Isabel begged.

   Juanita walked around to Isabel's head and, putting one leg over Isabel,
straddled her face pushing her pussy into Isabel's mouth.  The slurpy licky
sounds of a big fleshy pussy being enthusiastically serviced started and
Juanita sensuously rubbed her pussy into Isabel's face.  She enjoyed her
daughter's oral attentions for a few minutes and then released Isabel's
hands so she could rub.  The ferocious rubbing antics of the two girls kept
the adults amused for some minutes.

   After they had enjoyed watching for a little while, Juanita turned to
Martin.

   "We do next bit now?" she asked, enthusiastically.

   Martin smiled and nodded his head.  He couldn't wait to see the girls'
reactions when they saw what was going to happen.  Juanita got one of the
school desks and put it between her and Martin and the girls' bottoms. 
Then she fetched a tray that had been covered with a cloth and placed it on
the desk.  The girls could see that the cloth covered various items but it
was not clear what they were.

   Martin began to pull Elisa's hands off her bottom and pussy and
re-fasten them to the chair.  Elisa began to panic, hyperventilating and
making high pitched wails as she realised that she was going to be punished
more.  Isabel wailed and begged as her hands were also put back in place.

   "Mami!  No Mami!  No more spank!  I be good now!  I be good!  I promise!
No more spank!  Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!" Isabel howled.

   Juanita pulled the cloth off the tray with a flourish.  On the tray was
a metal box with some switches and a dial and a collection of inch thick
stainless steel body cavity probes with wires coming out of one end.  The
girls started to scream.

   "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!  Don't shock me!  Don't shock
me!" screamed Elisa.

   "Daddy!  Daddy!  Please!  I need to talk to you!  Please!" begged Elisa.

   Martin walked around Elisa so he was next to her head and she could have
a little private chat with Daddy.

   "Daddy!  I love you!  I'll do anything you want!  Honest I will!  You
can cane my bottom every night!  I'll stay still!  I'll push my bum out for
you!  Anything!  I'll take your willy wherever you want!  Even when we're
out!  I'll do it for you!  Anything!  Oh God!  Don't give me the shocker!
Not the shocker!  Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!" she begged.

   Martin smiled and returned to the tray.  Isabel was trying equally hard
to persuade Juanita that her pussy would be served to Juanita's demanding
specifications as often as mommy wished to demand it.  Martin began to
lubricate the probes.  Juanita joined him and the two girls' despairing
wails flooded the room.

   When the probes were lubricated Martin set about inserting one into
Elisa's pussy.  The frightened girl mewled as the cold hard probe stretched
her little hole.  Martin got a good four inches in her.  Then he began to
insert the probe into her anus.  He looked over to see how Juanita was
getting on.  Isabel had the vaginal probe well up her and Juanita had just
overcome the tight little sphincter's resistance and was pushing the anal
probe in.  Isabel squawked as her hole was stretched.  Martin returned his
attention to Elisa.  He firmly pushed the probe against her tight anus,
twisting it left and right as he did.  Her tiny bottom hole was still
tight, despite his regular and vigorous use of it over the last year. 
Martin smiled to himself; her little hole would look very different by the
time he and Juanita had finished with it today!  He managed to get about
five inches of the probe into Elisa's poor bottom hole before he stopped.

   Martin went to the box and connected the wire from each of the four
probes to the outlets.  Then he fetched an extension lead, plugged it into
the wall socket, ran it to the box and plugged the box in.  As soon as he
plugged it in, the box began to emit a loud electrical hum.  The girls
started to scream; they knew that the most terrible punishment was only
seconds away.

   "Girls!" said Martin, "You have both been very bad!  Your bottoms can't
take any more spankings, yet there is still plenty left on your punishment
list.  This is the first of your special punishments.  It will count for
one pussy spanking each!"

   Martin turned the dial on the metal box to `3' and, ignoring the girls'
frantic pleading, pressed the red button.

   BZZZZZZZZZT!

   Martin watched his little step-daughters jolt rigid and their pussies
and anuses rhythmically contracting as the awful shocking pain was
administered to their private parts.  Their screams split the air, hurting
Martin's and Juanita's ears.  It wasn't for nothing that `the room' was
deep in the basement.

   As the girls recovered, panting and squealing, they began a new round of
desperate please to prevent further shocks.  Martin twisted the dial up to
`5' and pressed the red button.

   BZZZZZZZZZT!

   The girls' bodies seemed to lift off the chairs, the muscles in their
bottoms and thighs twitching as the punishing current was applied.  Their
screams were horrified and desperate.  Elisa raised her head to look at
Martin; her face had gone white with shock and fear.  Her voice was shaky
but clear.

   "Daddy!  That was too much!  You'll kill us if you do it again like
that! I'll do anything for you!  Please don't kill us!" she begged.

   Martin pressed the red button again.

   BZZZZZZZZZT!

   Again the girls' bodies shook and twitched.  And again they screamed. 
The pain felt so intense, so scary and it was in their most intimate holes,
right inside them.

   "Please Daddy!  Please stop!  You're going to kill us!  You're killing
us!" pleaded Elisa.

   "Elisa." said Martin, flatly, "Haven't you worked it out yet?  This
isn't going to kill you!  I can carry on doing this all night!  And I can
make it hurt even more just by turning a dial here!  I can make this keep
hurting you for ever and ever!"

   He heard the girls start to panic again, their little short breaths and
wailing cries telling him what a good punishment this was.

   "Please Daddy!" said Elisa, her voice shaky, "Tell us what it is you
want us to do to stop the punishment.  Tell us!  Please!  We beg you!"

   Martin smiled at Juanita; it was the moment they had been waiting for.
Juanita went and knelt between the girls' heads so that she could talk to
them, mother to daughters.

   "Girls, there something you do to stop us use shocker on you.  Mami and
Daddy have friends who like spank little girls.  We like share you with
them.  You be good and do what told to.  And tell no one!" Juanita
explained.

   "Mami, we'll be good!  We'll do what your friends want!  No more
shocker! Please!" Elisa begged.

   Isabel joined in.

   "We be good, Mami!  You give us to friends!  We stick bottoms out for
them to spank!  Anything they say!" she pleaded.

   "OK girls!" Juanita said, nodding her head, "I see you be good now! 
Daddy give one more shock to remind you.  Then we give last punishment. 
You ask Daddy for last punishment, nicely!  Elisa you say `Please Daddy
give me bottom reamer so I gape for you!'"

   Elisa looked up at Martin.  She had no idea what a bottom reamer was,
but she just wanted the dreadful shocking to stop.

   "Please Daddy!  Give me the bottom reamer so I can gape for you!" she
dutifully repeated.

   "Isabel!" said Juanita, "You say `Please Daddy make me woman by sticking
all willy in me!"

   Isabel turned her tearful eyes up to Martin.  Having all of Daddy's
willy in her sounded terrible, but nothing could be worse than the shocker.

   "Please Daddy, make me into a woman by sticking all your willy in me!"
she asked.

   Martin put his finger on the red button ready to administer the girls'
final shock.  Juanita backed away from the girls and Isabel and Elisa
started to cry loudly.  Any moment now they would be given the terrible
punishment again.  Martin pressed the button.

   BZZZZZZZZZT!

   The girls jumped out of the skins!  Twitching and shaking, they screamed
as the current punished their holes.  They would always obey Mommy and
Daddy in the future, they would never lie or get poor grades, any type of
sex Mommy or Daddy or any of their friends wanted would be gladly complied
with.  The shocker was a salutary lesson for naughty little girls.

   Martin and Juanita withdrew the probes from the wailing girls' holes. 
Juanita fetched a collection of items for Martin to assemble to use on
Elisa.  The first of these was a flesh coloured plastic penis, about eight
inches long.  The unique thing was that there were thick spiral ridges
protruding half an inch from the surface that wound their way up the length
of the penis.  Including the ridges the penis was about an inch and a half
thick.  At the base was a mechanism with wires coming out.  The wires ran
to a battery pack with the controls on.

   Martin touched a switch on the control pack and the penis began to
rotate.  The spirals travelled downwards; it was clear that if it was
inserted in a hole and the base held firmly then it would drive itself into
the hole.  Elisa looked at the strange thing with morbid fascination.  She
could tell it was going to hurt her.

   Martin took a stainless steel tube and fastened it across the bent back
legs of the chair so it was only three or four inches from where Elisa's
bottom was.  He proceeded to fasten the base of the plastic penis to the
bar.  He then lubricated the length of the penis with gel, touched the end
of it to Elisa's anus and pushed firmly until the end of it popped in. 
Elisa moaned in discomfort.

   Martin turned the rotation on and the spirals twisted, dragging the cock
three or four inches into Elisa's anus.  She started wailing loudly.

   "Daddy!  Daddy!  Turn it off!  It's going in me!  It's too deep!  Stop
it!" she begged.

   Martin let the cock carry on rotating.  It drove further up into the
tiny bottom hole until six or seven inches were embedded in her.  Then it
reached the point that Elisa's bottom couldn't move any closer, the
restraints saw to that, and as the rotating penis was fixed to the bar
there could only be one outcome.  With a loud slurping the spirals began to
rotate freely in Elisa's bottom, pulling at the sensitive anal lining and
literally reaming the hole out.

   "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  STOP IT!  DADDY!  NO!  IT'S PULLING!  EEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
PLEASE!  STOP IT!  I BEG YOU!  NOOOOOOOOO!" Elisa howled.

   Martin's cock twitched and dripped pre-cum.  The sight of Elisa's bottom
hole being stretched and punished by the wicked reaming device made his
cock need to use one of the girls.

   Martin took the control box and turned a knob; the speed of rotation
increased.  It drilled round in Elisa's bottom hole.

   SLURPA-SLURPA-SLURPA-SLURPA-SLURPA-SLURPA

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  YAAAAAAAAAAAH!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEY!  AAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Elisa squealed as her little anus was strictly punished.

   Martin left Elisa howling as the reamer continued its strict punishment
of her tight hole and turned his attention to Isabel.  Lying back
restrained in the chair, her legs pulled up and apart, her little holes
were offered up to him.

   Juanita smiled down at her quivering youngest daughter.

   "Daddy make you a woman now!" Juanita said.

   Martin generously lubricated his cock and put the end of it against
Isabel's little pussy.  He'd been up that tight hole many times before, but
only the first three or four inches of his cock.  Now he was going to
finally get all of his cock up her.  He'd looked forward to this moment. 
He pushed against the hole and it spread to take him.  With some firm
pushing he got his first four inches in.  Isabel was crying whiney little
sobs like she always did when Daddy put his cock in her pussy.  This time
was different though; Daddy didn't stop pushing.  Instead he pushed even
harder!  Isabel shouted with pain as Daddy's penis punished her little
hole, pushing even further up her.  How could it hurt so much?  Martin
watched his cock disappearing into the tight place between his little
daughter's legs.  Only a few inches to go now!  Just some final firm
pushing!  Isabel was shrieking and begging him to stop.  It only made him
harder than ever.  He pushed the final few inches up until he was fully in
her.

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEEY!  TOO DEEP!  TAKE IT OUT!  OH
GOD! THE PAIN!  TAKE IT OUT!  PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE!  IT'S TOO BIG!  IT DOESN'T
FIT!  GET IT OUT!  PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!" Isabel screamed.

   Martin began to pump his cock in and out of Isabel's pussy.  He looked
over at the wailing Elisa having her bottom reamed and then back at little
Isabel being fully penetrated by his cock.  His balls started to tighten,
his chest and stomach hardened and he started pumping his cum up her,
roaring out with delight as his body became one tight pulsing knot of
pleasure.

   As he came off his high he noticed that Juanita had straddled Elisa's
face and, desperate to be released from the wicked attentions of the bottom
reamer, Elisa was enthusiastically tonguing her mother's pussy.  Martin
looked at Juanita; she looked up at him and started to cum, moaning and
grinding her pussy into Elisa's face.

   As the two adults detached their satisfied genitals from their well
punished daughters, they leant together and kissed deeply.

   "Who we take them see first?" asked Juanita, excitedly.

   "Hmmm!  I think Pastor Jim's little group would be a good place to
start!" smiled Martin.

   CHAPTER 4 - A Religious Experience

   It was early evening and dark as Martin drove Juanita and the girls
across town.  Rain splattered on the windscreen and they could hear the
constant slosh of water as the tyres cut through the puddles.  They were on
their usual midweek pilgrimage to Pastor Jim's church.  It was quiet in the
car; no one was talking.  The girls sat in the back, both looking out of
their windows, lost in a world of their thoughts.

   Elisa felt a nudge against her leg.  She looked down and saw Isabel's
hand resting against it, turned upwards and offering itself to be held. 
Elisa looked over at Isabel.  Tears dripped down Isabel's face.  Elisa took
the offered hand in her own and squeezed it, giving Isabel a brave little
smile.  They had been attending Pastor Jim's weekly `family bonding'
classes for several months now.  Elisa bit her lip and fought to stop
herself from crying.  She knew that when they drove back that night, she
and Isabel would be kneeling on the back seat, their bottoms far too sore
to sit on.  She shook her head to herself in dismay.  Being punished in
private at home was one thing, but the outrageous humiliation of begging
and disgracing herself in front of other adults and children!  Elisa lost
her battle and the tears started to trickle down her red blushing cheeks.
The soft frightened crying of the girls in the back reached the ears of
their strict parents.  Juanita looked over at Martin and wriggled her ass
in the seat giving him a sexy little smile; she could see how hard his cock
was already.

   The church appeared down the street; white painted clapboard surrounded
by a picket fence.  They drew up into the car-park.  There were a few other
cars there and they recognised them as belonging to other class regulars.
There was no obvious light on in the church and Martin led the way to a
back door.  He took some keys out of his pocket and opened the door letting
his family into the darkened church.  He carefully locked the door behind
them and they trooped through the main church to where they could see light
coming from around the edge of a shut door.

   Martin reached the door first and opened it.  Inside was a large bright
room furnished with a collection of sofas and low coffee tables.  There
were a number of families standing around and all the adults turned and
waved at Martin, Juanita and the girls, greeting Martin and Juanita warmly.
Elisa looked around at the other kids; like her and Isabel, most were
already crying.

   Martin looked around the small gathering.  There was Pastor Jim and his
wife Anne, both in their early forties; their two girls Marcy and Janey
were going about with plates of nibbles, offering them to the adults.  At
thirteen years old, Marcy was the eldest of all the children in the room.
She was a pretty blond American princess, not out of place on a cheerleader
squad.  Her sister, Janey, was a little imp of nine years old; small for
her age but with a pretty face and her hair tied in bunches with ribbons.
Marcy came over to him with a plate of olives.  Her face was red and tears
dripped down it.

   "W...Would you like some, Uncle Martin?" she stammered.

   Martin took a few and she trotted away to offer them to another adult.

   Standing chatting in one of the corners were Cathy and John, a
successful black couple, they were fast becoming good friends with Martin
and Juanita.  Their children Allie, aged twelve, Johnnie, aged ten and
little Janet, aged six, milled around them, sticking together.  It was no
secret that Allie was Martin's little favourite; her smooth black skin and
large fleshy protruding bottom made Martin feel the need to punish those
cheeks hard.  Luckily John and Cathy were most supportive of this; Juanita
had also developed something of a passion for disciplining little Johnnie.
There had already been some talk of them swapping the children for a
weekend; Martin guessed this wasn't far off.  John came over to him and
they shook hands.

   "You seen how Marcy's crying?" John said, indicating the attractive
girl, "I think the Pastor must have something special planned!"

   The two men grinned at each other.

   Martin looked across the room and caught the eyes of Mike and Louise, a
couple in their early thirties, they had one daughter, Sarah, who was ten
years old.  Sarah was dark haired with a broad but firm body.  Her wide
buttocks could take a surprising amount of punishment and her pale white
skin quickly turned a vivid red when she was spanked.

   The final couple attending this week was Alex and Sasha.  Their girls,
Pauline and Sonia, were eight and ten years old.  Both girls were brunettes
and looked a lot like their mother.  Sonia wore her hair long, tied back in
a pony tail.  Pauline's hair had been plaited into two cute little
pigtails.

   Pastor Jim finished a conversation with Alex and Sasha and started
moving towards a lectern at one end of the room.  As people saw him moving
the adults started to settle down onto sofas.  The children stood by their
parents as they knew they were required to do.  Pastor Jim began his
sermon.

   "Oh Lord!" he intoned, "As you are our Father and guide us, so we must
guide our children.  Did you not smite those who disobeyed you?  And should
we not do the same?  Children are a gift offered by you to us.  And it is
our responsibility to bring them up with the firm love that you prescribe.
When you tell us `spare the rod, spoil the child', you mean just that!  The
rod should not be spared or the child will be spoiled.  Lord, we promise
you, we will not spare the rod here tonight!"

   There was a murmur of approval as Pastor Jim paused for effect.

   "Lord," he continued, "Jesus said `suffer the little children'.  It is
clear from your teaching, that he did not mean adults should suffer from
the bad behaviour of little children.  No!  Jesus meant what he said,
`suffer the little children'.  The little children should suffer!  That is
how they are made good!  That is what you taught us!  That is what we
should do!  Tonight, Lord, we will do your work!"

   The adults clapped and whooped.  The Pastor acknowledged their approval
and then raised his hand for silence.

   "Lord, in your eyes a child is born as a wild animal, to be trained and
made your obedient servant by those adults who care for them.  Like
animals, Lord, they have unbridled sexual urges.  It is our duty, in your
eyes, to curb these urges and make them obedient servants to you.  Lord, as
you taught us, we will make them obedient so that they might be closer to
you.  Tonight, with your guidance, and your strength, we will make these
children our obedient servants and curb their disgraceful sexual urges. 
They will submit to our will, our desires, our sexual needs!

   The adults clapped and murmured happily.

   "We will now pray!" Pastor Jim said, casting his eyes down, "Lord, make
us strong tonight so that we may not be swayed by childish pleas.  Make us
firm tonight so that we may punish severely.  Make us hard tonight so that
we may test these children's level of sexual obedience many many times. 
Amen."

   Martin felt the blood coursing through his veins.  The Pastor's speech
had fired him up.  He looked at the pretty children around him.  Who was
going to be first?

   Pastor Jim answered his question.

   "Marcy!" he called to his thirteen year old, "Come here child!  I think
we must share your failings with the class!"

   Pretty tears streaming down her face the budding beauty stepped forward.

   "Anne," said the Pastor to his wife, "please would you take her clothes
off for us!"

   Anne stepped forward with a big smile on her face.  She despised her
daughter's youth and beauty and loved to see her being punished.  She
enthusiastically supported her husband as he devised ever more degrading
ways of disciplining their growing daughter.  Anne tugged the clothes off
roughly; the blouse and little training bra first, then the jeans were
pulled off and the white cotton panties followed.  Marcy stood naked in
front of everybody, facing the audience with her hands clasped on top of
her head.  Her face was bright red with humiliation and she was sobbing
with fear at the thought of her punishment to come.

   Martin admired Marcy's pubescent body; her little plum sized breasts and
slight blond fringe at the top of her pussy.  The pussy itself parted
nicely, the pink inner lips just visible.

   The Pastor smiled at his friends.

   "Marcy has been masturbating again!" he said, "My wife has closely
examined her panties, and the evidence is clear!"

   He began fondling his daughter's body, his hands rubbing over her
breasts, bottom and pussy.

   "She is such a naughty girl!  Unable to leave herself alone, even from
the earliest age!  No wonder I have to punish her so much!" he said has his
hands played with her.

   His wife handed him a large tub of lubricating gel and he scooped out a
glob with his middle finger.  Marcy shut her eyes; she knew what he was
going to do and what he would make her do and the utter utter humiliation
of it.  She hoped he never found out that it hadn't been her own fingers in
her pussy.  Kissing that boy had been so exciting!  And when he touched her
there - wow!  God, if her Dad ever found out, what would he do?  She felt
his lubricated finger pushing at her pussy entrance and obediently parted
her legs.  She gave an involuntary sob; the humiliation of having this done
to her in front of everyone was too much to bear.

   Martin watched with glee as the Pastor slid his index and middle finger
all the way up his young daughter's pussy and began to rhythmically move
them in and out.  At first Marcy stood stock still as the fingers gently
had sex in her little place, then, almost imperceptibly at first, her tummy
tightened and her hips started to move slightly.  The pace of Pastor Jim's
fingers quickened.  There was a hush in the room apart from the
Slurpa-Slurpa-Slurpa-Slurpa-Slurpa sounds as his fingers moved in and out.

   Marcy's breath came harder and her hips gave involuntary wriggles.  She
let out a small moan and began to push her pussy down onto the busy
fingers. She was panting now, her hips thrusting to meet the fingers
pushing into her.  She began to stiffen and her body gave a little shake.
Recognising the signs her father began to piston his fingers in and out. 
Marcy gave a strangled cry.

   "I'm cumming, Daddy!  I'm cuuuummmmmmmming!" she cried out.

   As her shudders and gasps subsided, she opened her eyes.  All those
faces were looking back at her, judging her disgraceful behaviour.  She
covered her face with her hands and sobbed forlornly.

   Next to her her father stood smiling wickedly.  In full view of everyone
he took off his trousers and pants; his long thin and very erect penis
flipped out of his pants into view.  He smiled at the gathering.

   "Please, join us!" he announced.

   There was semi uproar as the delighted adults began to strip their kids
naked and also take off their own lower clothing revealing their already
engorged sex organs.  There wasn't a man's penis that wasn't fully erect or
a woman's pussy that wasn't soaking.

   Martin took off his trousers and pants liberating his constrained cock.
He started to strip the clothes off Isabel, his hard cock bouncing happily
with his movements.  He pulled Isabel's T-shirt over her head and pulled
her shorts and panties down in one go; her pretty body came into view. 
Turning her, he took his straining cock and rubbed its bulbous end between
her buttocks.  Around the room excited parents were starting to enjoy their
own naked children.  Ten year old Sarah's Daddy had the first inch of his
cock in her pussy and she was being obliged to suck on her mother's
engorged nipples.  John had young Allie sucking on the end of his cock
whilst Sasha had her little daughter, Pauline, licking her clitty.

   When all the children had been stripped, Pastor Jim clapped his hands
for attention.

   "Friends," he said, "we have much good work to do tonight.  Pray
conserve yourselves, that when the time comes to properly punish your
child, or your good neighbour's child, you are fully capable of doing so."

   The parents settled back into the sofas, spreading their legs wide to
show off their hard cocks and engorged wet pussies.  The Pastor's wife,
Anne, spread her legs the widest so all could see how wet and open her
vagina was in support of her husband's work.

   "Friends, Marcy has something to show us!  Don't you my dear?" Pastor
Jim said, grinning at the miserably crying little girl in front of him,
"Turn around and bend over!  Use your hands to spread your bottom so
everyone can see!"

   Marcy turned her back on the group of adults and kids and with great
heaving sobs bent over, put her hands on her buttocks and, grasping them
tightly in her fingers, dragged them apart.  The audience craned forward to
look.  There, nestled deep between her buttocks, was a black plastic ring;
it was attached to something solid in her anus.

   "Keep them spread!" demanded her father.

   The Pastor reached around and, being careful not to obstruct anyone's
view, began to pull firmly on the ring.  Marcy began to grunt and stamp her
feet; her anal hole began to open up.  The thing coming out was smooth and
wide.  Her anus stretched to an inch and continued opening.  Marcy started
to wail.

   "Owwwweeeeeeeee!  Daddeeeeeeeeey!  Pleeeeeeeeeeease!  Nooooooo!" she
begged.

   The Pastor kept pulling; Marcy's anus was stretched to an inch and a
half now.  Martin's cock spat a glob of pre-cum as he watched.  This was
deeply strict training of the Pastor's daughter.  Marcy's cries became ever
louder.

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEY!  IT'LL SPLIT ME!  STOOOOOOOOOOOP!"
she howled.

   When her anus looked like it was stretched to almost two inches a smooth
black plastic ball plopped out with a squelchy sucking sound.

   "Keep it gaping!" her father instructed.

   Marcy's trembling fingers held her bottom apart as she wailed.  Martin
marvelled at the gaping hole and the view up the girl's red stretched
rectum.  His cock ached; he wanted to push it deep into that lubricated
hole and feel it closing around him.

   Martin watched the Pastor examine Marcy's anus carefully.  It had closed
back up and was now only open maybe half an inch.  The Pastor shook his
head.

   "Marcy, I told you to keep it gaping!  You've gone and let it close up
again!  I'd better put the ball back in and stretch you some more!" he
chided her.

   "Ooooooo Daddeeeeeeeey!" Marcy wailed, "Don't!  Not in front of
everyone! In private!  Please!  I'll be good for you!  Don't!  Not with
everyone looking!  I beg you!"

   But the Pastor had already got the ball and was starting to press it
into Marcy's hole.  The anus and skin surrounding it depressed as the ball
was pushed into her.  Marcy wailed and drummed her feet on the floor.

   "Daddeeeeeeeeeeeey!  Daddeeeeeeeeeeeeey!  Stop!" she cried.

   As the Pastor carried on pushing, the ball started to be absorbed into
Marcy's young bottom.  Her pleading became more animated as her anus
painfully stretched to receive it and it became clear why she had begged
for a private session.

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAH!  NOOOOOOOOOOO!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEEY!  IT'S SO BIG!  I'LL DO
ANYTHING FOR YOU!  ANYTHING!  YOUR WILLY IN MY MOUTH!  BALLS DEEP, DADDY!
HOW YOU LIKE IT!  IN MY BUMMY!  EVERY NIGHT!  ANYTHING YOU WANT! 
BWAAAAAAAAH!"

   The young anus reached around the circumference of the ball and
swallowed it.  Still bent over, Marcy howled and staggered about as the
enormity of it filling her had its effect.  Almost immediately the Pastor
took hold of the ring attached to the ball and started pulling it back out.

   "DADDEEEEEEEEEEY!  NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" shrieked the horrified girl.

   But the Pastor pulled and out the ball popped from the large gaping
hole.

   Marcy howled as she held her cheeks apart for everyone to see her shame.
In the audience the adults' cocks twitched and pussies throbbed.  Without
doubt, the Pastor was very strict!

   Pastor Jim turned to his youngest daughter, nine year old Janey.

   "Janey, go and fetch the `spanking box'.  We will be needing it!" her
father instructed.

   Janey ran off to get it.  She knew better that to keep her father
waiting.  The Pastor smiled at his audience.

   "I have some more balls like this!" he said, holding up the thing that
had so recently been embedded deep in his daughter's anus, "Would any of
you like one to use on your own child?"

   Martin stuck his hand up.

   "Yes please!  One over here for Elisa!  It's time her bottom hole was
trained more!"

   Elisa wailed and stamped her foot with indignation at the awful thing
her Daddy had planned for her.  John also stuck his hand up.

   "One here for Allie!" he said, "She's twelve and I still can't get all
the way into her ass!"

   Allie wailed miserably; her Daddy's cocky was almost twice the size of
any other man's in the room.  Martin looked longingly at Allie's pretty
body; how he would love to see her get that ball up her.  John seemed to
read his thoughts and shouted over the room to him.

   "Hey, Martin!  Perhaps you and I should swap later this week!  I'd sure
like to feel Elisa's throat on me!"

   Martin grinned and gave John the thumbs up sign.  His careful training
had made Elisa the best little deep throater in the group.

   Janey returned to the room carrying a large cardboard box filled with
every imaginable punishment implement.  Sticking out of the top of the box
were a whole collection of canes and numerous freshly cut switches.  The
Pastor selected the longest cane; a nasty whippy three foot yellow rattan.
Martin suspected that as Marcy grew older the canes would become weightier
and better able to penetrate the padding of an older adolescent bottom. 
But for now the cane looked as though it was more than a match for Marcy's
slim thirteen year old bottom cheeks.

   "Bend over!  Touch your toes!  Stick it out!" commanded the Pastor,
swishing the cane through the air.

   Mewling with fear, Marcy did as she was told, poking her taunt young
bottom out ready for the cane.

   "Twenty strokes, Marcy!" the Pastor grinned, "Twenty strokes to teach
you not to touch your pussy!  You know that's mine and your Mom's job! 
Only we can make you cum!"

   The Pastor lined up the cane with Marcy's bum, raised it high above his
head and swished it down for its first explosive stroke.

   THWICK!

   The cane came to a juddering halt on Marcy's soft bottom.

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!" she screamed, her bottom twitching madly,
"DON'T! NOT SO HARD!  PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!"

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  IT HURTS!  WAAAAAAAAAAAH!  MY BUM!", she shrieked.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  I'LL BE GOOD!  YOU CAN TOUCH ME!  I PROMISE! 
I'LL CUM EVERY NIGHT FOR YOU!  AAAAAAAAAGH!" Marcy squealed.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!  MY BOTTY!  IT HURTS!  IT
HURTS!  NO MORE!  I BEG!  YEEEEOWWWWWWW!" Marcy howled, her wails coming
from deep in her throat now.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "NYAAAAAAAAAAAA!  I'LL NEVER...!  WAAAAAAAAAAAH!  NEVER...! 
OWWWWEEEEEEE!  TOUCH MYSELF AGAIN!  YAAAAAAAAAAH!  IT'S NOT MY JOB! 
BWAAAAAAAAAH!  IT'S YOUR JOB!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Marcy screamed.

   The Pastor stood back and Martin admired the bright red caned bottom. 
All of the strokes had landed across the fullest parts of Marcy's cheeks
and they were swelling nicely into one big agonising patch.

   "You may rub!" the Pastor intoned.

   Marcy jumped up and grabbed at her poor punished bottom.  Any thoughts
she might have had about staying in control in front of all those people
had gone and she hopped about from foot to foot squealing and shouting at
the top of her voice.

   "MY BUMMY!  MY BUMMY!  I'LL NEVERY BE BAD AGAIN!  IT HURTS SO MUCH! 
I'LL BE GOOD!  BOO HOO!  BOO HOO!" she wailed.

   The Pastor took hold of her shoulder and led her to John.

   "John, please feel free to use my daughter's anus!" smiled the Pastor.

   The happily grinning John needed no second bidding; he turned Marcy
around so her back was facing him and made her start to sit down in his
lap. As she crouched down he held the base of his cock and positioned the
end of it against her anus.  John reached up with his other hand, took hold
of one of Marcy's shoulders and pulled her down so her bottom was impaled
on his delighted cock.

   "Move yourself!" John commanded.

   The wailing Marcy began to raise and lower her bottom so a good four
inches of John's cock was exposed and then reinserted in her anus every
time.  John sighed with joy at the feeling of the hot, rubbery,
accommodating but tight ass surrounding his cock.  He started to breath
heavily and then began to grunt and tense.  Martin could actually see
John's balls tighten and rise as the moment arrived and John's body shook
as he delivered jet after jet of thick sperm into young Marcy's rapidly
bouncing bottom.

   When John had finished he lifted the wailing Marcy off him.  The Pastor
walked Marcy over to the wall behind his lectern and stood her facing the
wall with her nose touching it.  Her punished bottom with John's sperm
dripping out of it was on humiliating public display.  The Pastor smiled at
his audience.

   "One down, nine to go!" he grinned, "Janey, I think it might be your
turn next!  Tell everyone about your grades this week!"

   His little imp of a nine year old daughter started wailing with fear as
she watched her father go to the `spanking box' and begin to select a long
whippy switch from the collection of five or six.

   "Boo hoo!  Waaaaaaaaaah!  I got some D's!  Oh Daddy, I'm so sorry! 
Please don't punish me!  Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease!" she begged.

   The Pastor turned and smiled at his daughter.

   "But of course I won't punish you, dear!  You can take this switch and
go and ask Auntie Cathy to help you with your naughty bottom!"

   Cathy was a tough bright professional black woman.  Her mother had been
an old school southern lady and Cathy had had the hide switched off her
more times than she cared to remember.  She was well known as the most
experienced switcher in the group; seemingly able to get lick after lick
onto a wriggling bottom all perfectly on target.  The adults watched with
delight as Janey audibly gulped as her father told her to go to Cathy.

   Cathy stood up and walked to meet the girl as she slowly approached her
holding the long switch.  Cathy's pussy was shaven and Martin could
actually hear it squishing as she walked past him.  Switching little girls'
bare bottoms was a passion of Cathy's; something her own daughters knew
only too well.

   Cathy took the switch off Janey and stood facing her.  She bent Janey
over putting her left arm around the girl's waist.  Janey was now standing
up, bent over and held tightly under Cathy's left arm; in her right hand
Cathy had the switch and she started swished it through the air noisily to
scare Janey.

   "Well, Janey," Cathy said, "none of my children would dare get grades
that low.  Your Mom and Dad must be very disappointed in you.  But don't
worry; I'm going to teach you why my children get such high grades!"

   Cathy whipped the switch down across Janey's little bare bottom.  It
landed diagonally across both cheeks.  Janey yelped like an injured puppy.
Cathy began to build up speed and rhythm as Janey's feet danced about and
she wriggling and weaved her bottom trying to avoid the stinging switch. 
As Janey's dancing became more animated, Cathy picked the small nine year
old up bodily under her arm so her feet dangled and kicked in mid air. 
Then Cathy really turned ion the power.  The switch bit into the squealing
girl's bottom and thighs as she received the severest old style southern
switching possible.

   Janey's bottom and legs were soon covered in thin red switch lines that
stung and burned the young girl's skin.  Her shrieks and heartfelt pleas
made the adults' genitals tingle and pulsate.

   SWIHT!  SWIHT!  SWIHT!  SWIHT!  SWIHT!  SWIHT!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  STOOOOOOOOOOOP!  AUNTIE CATHEEEEEY!  YAAAAAAAAAAH!
I'LL GET GOOD GRADES!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!" Janey wailed.

   SWIHT!  SWIHT!  SWIHT!  SWIHT!  SWIHT!  SWIHT!

   "YEEEEEEEOWWWWWWW!  THE SWITCH STINGS!  WAAAAAAAAAH!  DON'T MAKE ME
BLEED!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  I'LL KISS YOUR WEE-HOLE!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAH! 
STOOOOOOOOP!  I'LL KISS EVERYONE'S!" Janey begged.

   Cathy carried on switching until the whole of the little girl's bottom
and the backs of her thighs were a swollen mess of switch marks.  Then she
lowered the girl down to the floor and Janey began to jump and run about as
her hands grabbed at her bottom and legs.  The adults spontaneously broke
into applause and Cathy curtsied, giving everyone a good view of her
engorged soaking pussy.

   Cathy looked around the room and saw that her friend Louise had a glassy
stare and was wriggling her bottom, pushing her pussy into the sofa so that
it rubbed.  Louise had told Cathy so many times how watching her switch
young girls turned her on.

   "Janey!" said Cathy, "Go and see your Auntie Louise.  Beg her nicely to
be allowed to kiss her wee-hole!  If you don't do a good job, there'll be
plenty more switch to come!"

   Louise looked up in delight at Cathy and mouthed `Thank you'.  Cathy's
children, Allie, Johnnie and Janet, all shuddered; their mother's threat
was not an idle one.  If any of their little tongues failed to please her
there would be a second, much more severe, dose of the switch to come.  How
hard they worked between her legs to avoid that!

   Janey stumbled over to Louise who had spread her legs wide, showing off
her large hairy pussy.  She fell to her knees in front of her.

   "Waaaaaaaaaah!  Boo hoo!  Please to be allowed to kiss your wee-hole,
Auntie Louise!  Bwaaaaaaaaaaah!" she sobbed.

   Louise grabbed the back of the child's head and pushed her face deep
into her pussy.  The sounds of slurping squishy pussy licking and Louise's
ecstatic groans filled the room.  After only a few minutes Louise began to
shake; she wrapped her legs around the back of Janey and, arching her back,
came noisily grinding her orgasming pussy into Janey's little face. 
Martin's cock ached for release.  He couldn't wait until it was his turn.

   Pastor Jim escorted Janey to stand with her nose against the wall next
to her sister.

   "Shall we deal with Allie next?" he asked John and Cathy.

   "Yes, indeed!" said John, grinning at his daughter as her hiccupping
sobs intensified, "It seems that Marcy is not alone.  Allie has been up to
her old tricks with her fingers between her legs again, I'm afraid.  We
have decided that she needs something rather severe!  Martin, I wonder if
you could do the honours."

   Martin grinned from ear to ear; the chance to severely punish twelve
year old Allie's big firm bottom was all he could have asked for.  Allie
approached him; her pretty developing breasts were just little cones on her
chest and the pink of her inner pussy lips just showed.  When Allie reached
him she pulled gently at his arm indicating she wanted to put her mouth
against his ear and whisper to him.  He bent his head to one side so she
could do so.

   "Ooooo, Uncle Martin!  Please don't whip me too hard!  When I come and
visit, Daddy's taught me some real special things!  Things I'm not meant to
tell about!  They'll make your willy feel amazing!  I'll do them for you!
You won't whip me hard, will you?" Allie whispered, her eyes full of hope.

   Martin loved the idea of very special secret things being done to please
his cock.  But not as much as he loved the idea of hurting Allie's bottom
until she shrieked.

   "Allie, go and ask the Pastor for his biggest cane!  The one he used on
Marcy!" Martin commanded.

   A look of bitter disappointment and fear crossed Allie's face.  Her
bottom was really for it now.  Suppose Uncle Martin told her Daddy what
she'd said!  Those things were meant to be kept secret!  Daddy would tell
Mommy and then she'd be taken down to the basement!  Mommy would get a
really big switch and Allie knew she would get her breasts and pussy and
bottom hole all whipped until she screamed and screamed and screamed.  The
only thing for it was to promise Uncle Martin something extra special if he
didn't tell!  Allie sobbed forlornly as she approached the Pastor.

   "Boo hoo!  Please , Pastor Jim!  Please can I have the big cane for
Uncle Martin to punish me with?  Boo hoo!" she sobbed.

   The Pastor handed her the big whippy cane.  Martin came out to the
front, his erect cock bouncing as he walked.  How he was going to enjoy
this!  At the front of the room was a low table.  He pointed at it.

   "Up on the table, Allie!", Martin said, "On your knees and down on your
elbows.  I want your head down and your bottom up.  And keep those legs
nicely spread.  I want everyone to see everything!"

   Allie wailed; it was one of her most hated positions, that and `the
diaper'.  How she despised everyone being able to look at her exposed
genitals.  She crawled onto the table and got into the position she'd been
given.  Mummy and Daddy called it `the frog'.  "Are you going to do `the
frog' tonight?", they'd say right out in public if she misbehaved.  She
looked back through her legs at everybody watching her.  She could see
Martin's thick cock twitching; she knew he was going to cane her really
hard!  Allie began to wail disconsolately.

   Martin looked at the young fleshy target in front of him.  Her buttocks
were spread wide showing her hairless pussy and pink little anus to
perfection.  He was going to make this hard!  He bet that little black
bottom could take a lot.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  YEEEEEEEOWWWWWWW!  I'M SORRY!  I'M SORRY!" Allie
squealed.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAH!  UNCLE!  NOOOOOOOOOO!  I BEG YOU!  AAAAAAAAAAAH!  TOO
HARD!  IT HURTS MY HIENY!  WAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Allie shrieked.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "YEEEEEEEEEEEEK!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  NO MORE!  WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  THE CANE'S
TOO BIG!  STOOOOOOOP!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she screamed.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "NYAAAAAAAAAAH!  THE PAIN!  STOOOOOOOOOP!  I'LL NEVER TOUCH IT!  NEVER
AGAIN!  I PROMISE!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!"

   Allie's little black bottom showed white marks where the cane had landed
that turning a darker black as they swelled up into ridges.  Her anus and
pussy opened and closed as the cane spanked into her bottom.  It was as if
her holes were winking at Martin, suggesting that if only he stopped caning
they would be just too pleased to take care of his aching cock.  But Martin
wanted to be even more severe.  He knew it would serve him well when Allie
came to stay.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  ANYTHING!  I'LL DO ANYTHING, UNCLE! 
YAAAAAAAAAAAAH! JUST STOP!  YEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  I BEG!  YOUR WILLY! 
ANYTHING YOU WANT!  AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Allie begged.

   Allie's left hand came up behind her, trying to wave away the cane from
her madly wriggling bottom.  Martin was having none of it and strictly
smacked away her hand with the cane, setting her off yeowching and nursing
her caned hand.  He had some final very hard ones left for her bottom.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Allie's scream exploded, her bottom shaking and
wriggling as she knelt, "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!"

   Her squeals hurt the ears of those near her.  Martin put the cane down
and Cathy wondered over to him.  She handed him a tube of lubricating gel.

   "Good job, honey!" she smiled at Martin, "You use her just how you
want!"

   She stepped back and Martin smeared the gel on his quivering cock. 
Allie's ass and pussy were just at the right level for his cock.  He
pressed the tip of it against her anus and pushed hard.  Her little ass
swallowed his first few inches.  She howled at this degrading intrusion and
Martin felt her ass tighten around him.

   "Go on!  She can take it!" encouraged John, his cock starting to stiffen
at the sight of his daughter being so strictly punished.

   Martin bore down on Allie, his cock pushing up, inch by inch, until it
was fully embedded.  Her anus was a revelation to him.  So tight but
flexible compared with Isabel's or Elisa's.  He began to thrust in and out
fast; banging his groin into her caned bottom cheeks.  Allie howled as her
bottom hole was so thoroughly used.

   "WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  UNCLE MARTIN!  NOT SO HARD!  YOUR COCKY HURTS MY
BOTTOM!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  IT HURTS!  NOOOOOOOOOO!" she wailed.

   Martin pounded into her.  He could feel his cock going rock hard as his
orgasm approached.  He held onto her juvenile hips and, roaring with
delight, poured his cum into her.  Martin withdrew and her gaping hole
spilled cum onto the table.  The adults erupted into applause.

   While the Pastor was putting the shaky legged Allie facing the wall with
her nose pressed against it, John came over and slapped Martin on the back.

   "Well done!" John said, "That's what she needed!  Anytime you want her
to come and stay with you, you just let us know!"

   Cathy nodded her head in distinct approval at her husband's words.

   The Pastor was having a good feel of Allie's bottom and pussy whilst he
put her against the wall.  When he'd finished he turned back to the group.

   "Well, I think it's Johnnie next!" he said, indicating John and Cathy's
little ten year old son.

   Cathy spoke up.

   "Johnnie has been wetting the bed again this week and his underpants
have been very dirty!  He needs a sharp reminder to control himself better.
Juanita, perhaps you can help?" Cathy smiled at Juanita.

   Juanita felt her pussy throb.  How she loved dealing with that naughty
little ten year old bottom.  The sobbing little Johnnie was propelled in
Juanita's direction.  Juanita whispered to Martin who got off the couch to
give Juanita more room and then went and fished about in the `spanking box'
bringing out a hand sized quarter inch thick plywood paddle with a number
of holes drilled in it.

   Juanita beckoned Johnnie and pointed at her lap.

   "Come over my knee, young man!  Let's see if I can blister your little
bottom!" she smiled.

   John and Cathy nodded approvingly.  They knew this was no idle threat
and that when Juanita had finished, Johnnie wouldn't be able to sit on his
little bottom blisters for some days to come.  Cathy smiled; she had spent
ages that week doing all that extra laundry and she had made up her mind to
give Johnnie to Juanita for a really hard swatting.  She was going to let
Juanita have Johnnie afterwards too; a little telephone call between the
two of them earlier that day had confirmed Juanita's wicked idea for
Johnnie's `afters'.  Cathy's pussy oozed wetness onto the couch at the
thought.

   Juanita pulled the sobbing Johnnie over her knees and locked one of her
legs over his.  She wanted this naughty little boy's bottom cocked up and
well presented to collect its blisters.  Martin handed her the paddle and
she rubbed it over his bottom.

   "Johnnie!  You feel the paddle?" Juanita taunted, "I do it hard now!  It
make you shout!  You not do wee wee in bed again!  I give you blisters to
remember!"

   Juanita began to spank Johnnie's wriggling little bottom with the
paddle. She did it very slowly and very hard.  Each crack of the paddle
sounded like a pistol shot.  Johnnie screamed at the top of his lungs as
his butt was busted.  Poor Johnnie, however much he screamed and begged
Auntie Juanita to go lightly on his poor bottom, she seemed to spank him
harder and harder.  It felt like his bottom was going to explode!  He'd
never known it hurt so much ever; even when he was getting the switch from
his Mum!  What was Auntie Juanita doing to his bottom?  It was killing him!
His bottom was two screaming balls of agony but she just carried on and on!

   Juanita could see Johnnie was going to blister soon.  A final volley of
whacks from the paddle and she let him up to dance.  His squealing wails
rang in everyone's ears.  Juanita admired his little cock and balls
flapping about as he jumped and howled with pain.

   Cathy got up and sorted around in the spanking box for something.  What
she pulled out made the adults chuckle and nod their heads in approval. 
Cathy went over to Juanita and handed her a large strap-on penis and tube
of lubricating gel.  Smiling happily, Juanita strapped on the plastic penis
and lubricated it well.

   "Johnnie!  You come here!  I show you how dirty bottom is punished!" she
said, pointing at the unforgiving hard plastic penis between her legs.

   Johnnie wailed, putting his hands protectively over his bottom hole and
began to dance about with fear.  He desperately begged Juanita to spare
him.

   "WAAAAAAAAAAH!  AUNTIE JUANITA!  NOOOOOOOOOO!  NOT THAT!  NOT IN MY
BOTTOM!  BOO HOO!  LET ME USE MY MOUTH!  I'LL KISS YOUR BOTTOM!  NICE AND
DEEP!  BOO HOO!  PLEASE!  DON'T PUT IT IN MY HOLE!  NOOOOOOOOOOO!  MOMMY!
DADDY!  HELP ME!  PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!" he begged his parents.

   But his Mommy just smiled and pointed at Juanita's hard plastic penis.

   "Your bottom will think twice before it dirties your pants again, young
man!" Cathy told her terrified little son.

   Juanita pulled Johnnie backwards towards her.  Holding the strap-on
firmly at its base and pressing it into the little boy's anus, she pulled
Johnnie down into her lap.  Johnnie squeaked as the huge thing invaded him.
John's cock twitched; he loved the sound his son made when he did that to
him with his own cock.

   Juanita bounced the squealing child up and down in her lap, the big
penis plunging in and out of little Johnnie's painfully stretched bottom
hole.  The clit stimulator on Juanita's side of the strap-on did its job
and Juanita carried on punishing the young anus until, shivering and
gasping, she came in big joyful shudders.

   Johnnie was released and the Pastor took him to join the other children
with his nose to the wall.  Little Johnnie's anus gaped obscenely from
Juanita's strict discipline.  Pastor Jim smiled at the audience.

   "And finally, for the Ellis family," he said, "we have little Janet. 
Tell us, John and Cathy, what could such a sweet little girl have done
wrong?"

   Cathy spoke.

   "Everyone, it is my sad duty to tell you that this week Janet told a
lie!"

   Everyone gasped; lying in the Ellis household was an almost unforgivable
sin.  Little six year old Janet wailed loudly.  She knew her bottom was
going to be hurt!  Hurt more than it ever had been before!  If only she'd
never ever fibbed to Mummy and Daddy!  Mummy had promised her that her
bottom would never forget how much telling a lie would hurt it.  What were
they going to do to her?  How she hated coming here!  Oh, her poor bottom!
She wished her teddy was here to comfort her!  But he wasn't; instead Mummy
was smiling at her.  It was that terrible awful smile that she used just
before she hurt a little bottom until its owner screamed forever!

   "Janet has to be taught a lesson she will never forget!" smiled Cathy,
"Perhaps Uncle Mike can help us?"

   All eyes turned to Mike; a broad fit man in his early thirties, his cock
was hard and quivering at the thought of punishing the little six year old.
He and his wife, Louise, delighted in administering the strictest
discipline to their ten year old, Sarah.  They had started when she was
very young and the hairbrush had been introduced when Sarah was only three
years old.  By the time Sarah was five years old, Mike and Louise had
started attending the Pastor's little group and the audience was astonished
to see how the little girl was subjected to the strap and paddle and switch
and how desperately she wanted to please her Daddy's hard cock with her
mouth and pussy and anus.  Yes, if anyone knew how to truly punish a
naughty little six year old, it was Mike and Louise.

   The couple had a quick discussion, both breathless and excited at the
prospect of being allowed to give little Janet a new disciplinary
experience.  Mike reported back.

   "We think that Janet should be introduced to the junior strap!" said
Mike.

   There was a murmur of approval from the adults and a wail from Janet.

   "But," added Louise, "the strap will be given lengthways down Janet's
bottom so that it spanks between her legs and between her bottom cheeks!"

   The adults clapped and stomped their feet.  This was one naughty little
girl who would never ever dare tell a lie again.

   Cathy handed over the sobbing little girl to Mike, his big erection
bobbing in her face, whilst Louise collected the strap from the box.  The
strap was brown leather, split down half its twelve inch length and
fastened to a wooden handle.

   Mike took Janet back to the sofa and bent her over one of its arms; her
feet didn't touch the ground and she lay there kicking her feet in the air.
Mike knelt on the sofa in front of Janet's head.  He took hold of Janet's
arms with his left hand and took the strap off Louise with his right.  Now
he could strap vertically down Janet's bottom, into her crack and lower
still onto her pussy.

   Mike began the hard strap spanking of the naughty little girl.  Both
Janet's bottom cheeks got their fair share and Janet howled in protest. 
Then Mike began to strap the little girl's bottom crack and pussy, the
strap spanking all her most private places.  How Janet shrieked!  Globs of
pre-cum dripped off Mike's cock as he strapped the squealing little girl's
genitals.

   Mike and Louise's daughter, Sarah, cried also.  Not only did she know
how much having her Daddy strapping your anus and pussy hurt, but also she
could see how excited her parents were.  However much they enjoyed
themselves here, on the way home they'd talk of nothing else but how they'd
crack-spanked little Janet, and when they got home they'd want more.  And
it then it would be her turn; Mummy was sure to fasten that nasty spreader
bar between her knees so she had to keep her pussy fully exposed for
punishment.  Then Mummy and Daddy would take her to their bedroom and,
armed with a switch each, spend ages generating a stinging bare bottomed,
switched pussy level of compliance that left her begging to do anything to
please them.  Daddy's cock and Mummy's pussy would be brought to twitching,
jerking, convulsing orgasms by her hands, mouth, pussy and anus long into
the night.

   Mike was strapping hard and Janet's little black bottom was grossly
swollen and the strap was now spanking down onto welted skin.  Her pussy
and anus were bulging thick with welts.  Mike stopped and the hoarse
wracked howls of the little girl told the story of a bare bottom lesson
well learned.  Cathy smiled her approval.

   "Thank you, Mike!  I'm sure Janet will think twice about lying again! 
Now, given all the hard work you've put in, perhaps you'd like to accept
some of the benefit?" Cathy said, indicating his jerking cock.

   Mike happily accepted the offer.

   "Janet!  Janet!" he called, "Are you going to be good now?"

   "WAAAAAAAAAAAH!  MY BOTTOM!  WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  MY PEE-PEE!  YES, UNCLE
MIKE!  I'LL BE GOOD!  NEVER LIE AGAIN!  WAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Janet wailed.

   "Janet, I want you to show everyone how good you're going to be by
kissing my willy!  Come on!  You know what to do!" Mike ordered.

   Janet lifted her head and Mike put the slimy smooth purple end of his
cock to her lips.  She obediently opened her tiny mouth and, with a sigh,
Mike inserted his cock.

   "Lick it nicely, Janet!  Move your tongue all over the end of it. 
Quickly!  Lick it quickly!  And suck!  I want to hear sucking noises!  Loud
ones!  Suck and lick it!" he commanded as the little girl, quite desperate
to please, pleasured the big adult penis in her mouth.

   "Take it out and lick it so everyone can see!" Mike told her.

   Janet had his cock out in a flash and was wrapping her tongue around the
bulging end slurping and slobbering over it for all she was worth.  The
adults found the sight powerfully erotic.

   "Now, put it back in your mouth and rub the skin up and down my willy!
Use both your hands!" Mike said.

   Janet did as she was told, jerking his cock off into her licking sucking
mouth.

   "Janet!  I'm going to squirt my Daddy juice into your mouth now!" said
Mike, "You will swallow all of it.  If I see one drop come out of your
mouth, Auntie Louise will put something so big up your bottom hole it will
make your eyes pop!"

   Sarah's little bottom hole tensed at these words.  Daddy wasn't kidding!
She'd screamed the house down often enough as her mummy had strictly
inserted the big anal probe into her tight hole.

   Sarah looked at her Daddy.  He was gasping and shivering.  She could see
he was only seconds away.  She crossed her fingers for little Janet; Daddy
produced more cum than she'd ever seen anyone else at the group do.

   Mike gave a final shiver and let go; the floodgates opened and he
squirted his cum over the feverishly working tongue into her mouth.  He
could hear Janet drinking his cum, great gulps as the hot salty liquid kept
entering her mouth, until his balls were drained.  When he was satisfied he
pushed Janet's head off him and opened her mouth to check she'd drunk
everything.  Her mouth was empty.  It only goes to show, thought Mike, what
a good dose of the strap on the pussy and anus can achieve.

   The Pastor came and collected Janet and put her alongside the other
spanked children.  He turned to Martin and Juanita.

   "Isabel next, perhaps?" he asked.

   Juanita spoke.

   "Isabel said rude word to Mami this week!  She need spank so remember be
good!  John, you help us!" Juanita smiled at John.

   John smiled and beckoned nine year old Isabel to him.  On wobbly legs
she crossed the room to where he was waiting for her.

   "Please, Uncle John!  I'm sorry!" she wept, "Don't hurt me! 
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease!"

   John stroked his chin.

   "Hmmm!  A rude word to Mummy!  That's very naughty, Isabel!  I think a
good hard dose of the belt for you, young lady!" John grinned.

   "Oooooo!  Uncle!  Not the big belt!  Pleeeeeeeeeeease!  Not that! 
Oooooo!  I can't take that!  Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!" Isabel wept.

   Cathy went to the spanking box and fetched her husband a long thick
heavy belt.  John wrapped the buckle end around his hand, leaving a four
foot length dangling.  Meanwhile, Cathy went and got a straight backed
chair and positioned it at the front of the room with the seat facing into
the room.  She stood the other side behind the chair back.  John and Cathy
operated as a smooth team.  It was clear that they had disciplined this way
many times before.

   "Isabel!  Kneel up on the seat and take hold of your Auntie Cathy's
hands.  Make sure you stick that naughty bottom out!" John instructed.

   Sobbing loudly, Isabel did as Uncle John had told her and found that
Auntie Cathy took a tight hold so there would be no way that she could put
her hands back or get off the chair.  Behind her, Uncle John stood to one
side and positioned himself ready to deliver the long belt across Isabel's
quaking little bum.

   John raised the belt and, swinging his arm at full stretch, brought it
thwacking down across Isabel's out-thrust bottom.  The audience could see
the power with which it smacked into Isabel's little cheeks, flattening
them and biting deep into the soft bottom.  Isabel's startled squeal
alerted everyone to the fact that this was a horrible new spanking
experience for her.  As the squeal finished, John had already whipped the
belt across her bottom for a second time.

   THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  THE BELT HURTS!  DADDY!  MAKE IT STOP! 
YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  I'LL KISS YOUR COCKY!" Isabel shrieked.

   Martin smiled; she could promise what she liked, but a belt spanking
from John would make her ultra compliant for days.

   THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!

   "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  WAAAAAAAAAAH!  STOOOOOOOOP!  UNCLE JOHN! 
PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!  NO MORE BELT!  YEEEEEEEOWWWWWWW!" Isabel pleaded.

   John was in a rhythm now.  Cathy's firm hold on Isabel meant that
however much she twisted her little bottom, John's belt still wrapped
itself around her big wriggly cheeks.  Isabel's bottom was turning a nice
red.  John carried on with the belt spanking.

   THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!  THWACK!

   "NYAAAAAAAAAH!  STOP IT!  WAAAAAAAAAAH!  MY BOTTOM!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!
THE BELT!  NO MORE!  YAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she howled.

   John carried on spanking as the little bottom waved madly from left to
right and its little owner screamed her heart out.  Isabel's bottom was
soon a burning dark red with large welts on the surface.  John stopped and
put down the belt.  Cathy released Isabel and John stood her on her feet so
that the other adults could have the fun of watching her do her shrieking
wailing thrashed bottom dance.  She pranced about the room with her ass
cheeks pulled apart showing everyone her cute holes as she sought to do
anything, anything to stop the awful bottom pain.

   John looked around the room and his eyes alighted on Alex whose face was
a picture of lust.  His cock was rigid and leaking pre-cum.  Everyone knew
that poor little Isabel was his favourite.

   "Go to your Uncle Alex!" John told her.

   A delighted Alex happily received Isabel, and, taking a tube of
lubricating gel, he began to smear it over the length of his cock.  Isabel
stood crying in front of him.  Her hands were still on her bottom trying to
rub the dreadful pain from the belt spanking out of her cheeks.  She knew
what Uncle Alex was going to do to her.  Everyone knew!  Ever since Daddy
had announced that he had made Isabel into a little woman, Uncle Alex had
been obsessed with making her give him full pussy fucks.  He looked up into
her red soaking face.

   "Come and ride horsy in my lap, Isabel!" he said, holding his cock at
its base, "Put my Daddy-stick all the way in your pee-pee!  All the way in!
Then ride horsy nicely!  Big long bounces, remember!"

   Sobbing, Isabel clambered into his lap and looked down to see him
pushing his cock towards her little pussy.  She felt him push it between
her pussy lips until it was in her hole, then his hands were on her
shoulders pulling her down onto him.

   "All the way in!" he gloated.

   Isabel whined as the first few inches went into her.  Oooo, it hurt so
much!  She was crying and letting out `Ouches' and `Yeeowws' as he pushed
her all the way down.  Then, her tears falling off her face onto his chest,
she began to ride the nasty horsy between her legs.  `Big long bounces',
he'd said and Isabel worked herself up and down his cock whilst Uncle Alex
lay back in his chair moaning with pleasure.

   Isabel could feel Uncle Alex's cock twitching inside her; she knew it
wouldn't be long.  And sure enough she saw his face start to tighten and
felt his cock go completely solid in her.  He moaned ecstatically and she
could him trembling; inside her she could feel his cock pulsating and the
warm feeling that meant his stuff must have come out.

   Uncle Alex lifted her off him and the Pastor took her to stand with the
other children.  Isabel could feel the warm sticky wetness running out of
her pussy and down her leg.  She wailed despairingly; she felt totally
humiliated and degraded by her strict punishment.

   The Pastor turned back to Martin and Juanita.

   "Elisa next, I believe!" he smiled.

   Martin spoke as the tears dripped down eleven year old Elisa's face.

   "Elisa has been getting too big for her boots this week.  She tried to
refuse a bedtime spanking!" Martin said, grim-faced.

   The adults all tutted and shook their heads.  They all practiced bedtime
spankings.  What could be better than, after all the stresses and strains
of the day, to go to your daughter's bedroom, lock the door behind you and
take out all that frustration on a compliantly offered little bottom, its
owner screaming and begging you to stop.  And then, when you felt relaxed
and your daughter was offering anything in the world for her spanking to
stop, to ease yourself into an obliging little mouth or deep into a
reluctant little hole.  No, trying to refuse a parent their basic right to
this wonderful thing simply would not do!  It demanded punishment of the
very strictest kind.

   "Anne," said Martin to the Pastor's wife, "you have a great deal of
experience in such matters.  Perhaps you could persuade Elisa to be more
respectful to me?"

   Anne stood up and her soaking pussy squelched as it detached itself from
the sofa.  Anne loved administering the very strictest discipline to girls
Elisa's age.  Something Marcy was reminded of almost every day.  Anne
smiled.

   "It has to be the cane for Elisa!" she said, laughing sexily.

   The same cane that had been used on Marcy and then Allie was passed to
Anne.  The two little bottoms that had already made acquaintance with the
whippy stick stood on display, swollen and welted.  Elisa's knees felt weak
as she realised that her own bottom was going to look like that.  How her
two friends had screamed whilst getting it!  Elisa's sobs became high and
panicky.  She didn't want the cane!  She hated the cane!  Ooooo, please
help!  Anybody!  But nobody came to help her.  She looked up at her Auntie
Anne who was flexing the wicked cane between her fingers and looking at her
with unbridled little girl punishment lust.

   "Elisa, lie back on the sofa and get into the `diaper' for us!" Anne
smiled.

   Elisa buried her head in her hands and sobbed.  The worst position in
the world!  Everything on show!  How horrible!  How awful!  How shameful!
She just couldn't look anyone in the eye after that.

   Anne smacked the cane into her own hand making a smack-smack-smack-
noise.

   "I'm waiting, Elisa!  You don't want me to give you something `special'
whilst you're in the `diaper', do you?" Anne threatened.

   Elisa stumbled over to the sofa.  She didn't know what Auntie Anne might
do to her, but if she was in the `diaper' and it was `special' then a
switched pussy or anus was the most likely.  Elisa didn't want that!  She
lay down flat on her back on the sofa, lifted her legs up and back and then
parted her knees widely.  Everyone looked; they could see both her pretty
holes, wide open.  Auntie Anne swished the cane.  Elisa wailed; this was
going to hurt!

   Anne rubbed the cane over Elisa's chubby bottom and watched it move the
soft buttocks this way and that.  How she loved little girls displayed like
this!  She often had Marcy and Janey get into this position on the sofa so
that when their father came home, after a hard day of pastoral work, it
would be the first thing he saw; two little spread bottoms, four cute open
holes and two little sobbing mouths pleading for leniency.  And there she
would be standing with the whippiest switch or cane in her hand ready to
start, waiting for him to finish playing with his daughter's privates and
taunting them as he got his big hardening cock out.  Then, smack after
whippy smack onto the girls' bottoms as they simply shrieked and howled;
her pussy and Jim's penis twitching and throbbing as they enjoyed the
girls' energetic displays until their bottoms were scarlet and covered with
swollen ridges.  Then she and Jim would fall on the girls in a lust induced
rampage of the strictest parental discipline, Jim's cock pushing into one
hole after another, her pussy being pleasured by two desperate-to-please
little mouths and tongues until, crying out with joy, she and Jim would cum
long and hard.  She looked down at the explicitly displayed little Elisa
whose tear soaked pleading eyes looked up at her and whose widely spread
little bottom was offered for the cane.  Anne raised the cane up above her
head.  Oh yes, this was going to be a hard one!

   THWICK!

   The cane landed full force across Elisa's rump; her eyes widened, the
air was sucked deep into her lungs and she screamed.

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  AUNTIE ANNE!  NOOOOOOOOOOO!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!" Elisa
shrieked.

   Martin's cock was hard again and Juanita grabbed it, rubbing it firmly.
Anne's canings were always the hardest.  Elisa wouldn't be saying no to a
bedtime spanking after this.  In fact, she'd probably be begging Martin to
take her upstairs and give her one!  The parents watched enthralled as
their daughter thrashed about on the sofa as Anne kept vigorously whipping
the cane across her bare bottom.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEY!  MAKE IT STOP!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
I'LL BE GOOD!  YEEEEEEEOWWWWW!  YOU CAN BEDTIME SPANK ME ANYTIME! 
AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Elisa howled.

   Anne had no intention of stopping.  She caned her own daughters often
and she knew just how much a twelve year old's chubby bottom could take. 
Marcy and Janey, their noses pressed against the wall, their bottoms
burning like they were on fire, sobbed in sympathy for their friend.  They
could hear their mother handing out a real whipping with the cane; Elisa's
shrieks just reminded them of what they sounded like when they were getting
it.

   All the adults were sat on the edge of their seats; Anne was certainly
on form tonight!  The cane seemed to slice into Elisa's soft little bum,
leaving dark red lines that quickly swelled and blistered.  Cocks dribbled
pre-cum and pussies wept juice onto seats; this was discipline of the
strictest kind.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  NYAAAAAAAAAAAH!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEEY! 
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" shrieked Elisa.

   Elisa's hands came up and started waving about in front of her bum
trying to protect her punished cheeks.  Cathy came over and grabbed them,
holding them back firmly.  Louise came over and held Elisa's legs tightly
back.  There was nothing these women liked more than seeing a disobedient
twelve year old, who'd got too big for her boots, being brought right back
into line and made most respectful.  As the two women bent over holding the
struggling girl in position everyone could see their engorged pussies
peeping out between the backs of their legs, open and wet.

   Anne carried on with her strict caning until there wasn't an inch of the
little bottom that wasn't covered with a stinging red weal.  But, still not
satisfied, Anne began to cane the tender backs of Elisa's thighs, bringing
a fresh barrage of shrill screams.

   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  NOT THERE! 
YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  I'LL DO ANYTHING!  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" screamed Elisa.

   Finally, only when the cane marks extended well down the backs of
Elisa's legs did Anne stop.  She motioned Cathy and Louise to release Elisa
and step back.  Elisa's hands rubbed and pawed forlornly at her cane
blistered cheeks.  She could feel the skin ridged and bumpy under her
fingers; what had Auntie Anne done to her?  She'd never felt bottom pain
like it!  She'd never say no to Daddy again.  She'd go to him, beg him,
plead with him, every night, to take her upstairs for the strictest, most
vigorous, bedtime spankings.  She'd work so hard to make sure his willy was
fully satisfied, however deep and nasty he wanted it.  Elisa felt so sorry
for Marcy and Janey; their Mom was a monster!  How often did she do this to
them?  No wonder they were so very obedient.

   With their noses pressed tightly against the wall, Marcy's and Janey's
sobbing had turned into wails of despair.  They knew something that Elisa
didn't.  The strict caning of Elisa's bottom wouldn't have satisfied their
mother; far from it!  It would have excited her to such a degree that, as
soon as everyone had left, they'd be shushed upstairs to their parents'
bedroom.  Then Mummy, naked by now, would have Daddy hold them down whilst
she whipped their little bottoms and thighs with the cane, only pausing to
masturbate herself madly between bouts of the severest caning.  How Marcy
and Janey wept for their two little bottoms and their punishment to come.

   Anne looked down at the howling little girl, squirming on the sofa, her
hands dragging her whipped young cheeks apart and showing off her holes to
everyone.  She looked over at her husband.  His hard cock twitched and a
glob of pre-cum dripped off.  How she loved him.  She knew what he wanted.
Everyone knew what young Elisa's special trick was.  Martin had spent many
hard hours training her and she'd be so very compliant after such a strict
caning.

   "Elisa!" said Anne, firmly, "Go to the Pastor and please his willy with
your mouth.  You be good and take him balls deep or I'll have you back here
for a second dose!"

   Elisa's scrambled brain deciphered the instructions.  The words `second
dose' echoed in her mind.  She'd seen Anne do that before; drag the
screaming child back from whatever degrading sexual task they'd not been
performing to Anne's satisfaction and give a second, often even more
severe, dose to the shrieking child's bottom.  The begging and pleading as
they were pulled back across the room for even more punishment was the most
intense and desperate Elisa had ever heard.  No, she didn't want that.

   Elisa struggled up and staggered over to where Pastor Jim lay back on
the seat of a sofa, his legs spread and his cock big and hard between his
legs.  She threw herself on her knees in front of him and took hold of the
base of his erect penis.  She opened her mouth wide and put the tip of it
up to her lips.  She lashed the sticky smooth purple top of it with her
tongue making the Pastor groan and squirm.  Then, looking up at him with
her tearful eyes just the way her Daddy liked, she pushed the cock down her
throat; all the way down.  Immediately she started gagging awfully.  Pastor
Jim's willy was several inches longer than her Daddy's.

   "GURRRRRRRRRK!  URRRRRRRRRP!  CURRRRRRRPH!"

   Poor Elisa's eyes flooded as she felt her chest being soaked with the
gagging drool that was being forced out of her mouth.  She saw the broad
grin on Pastor Jim's face and felt his cock twitching in her throat.  She
knew how much men like her Daddy and Pastor Jim loved to have a little girl
drooling over their cocks.

   She pulled the cock out of her mouth, pumping it as she retched and
spluttered, dragging in huge breaths of air.  Then she pushed the cock back
down her throat; anything less and she was sure Auntie Anne would have all
the excuse she'd need for a severe `second dose'.  Elisa began to work her
throat up and down the Pastor's twitching cock.  The movement of it in her
tight convulsing throat treated the audience to the nasty sounds of
compliant little girl throat sex.

   "GAK!  GAK!  GAK!  GAK!  GURRRRRRRRK!  GAK!  GAK!  GAK!"

   Elisa could feel the Pastor's cock quivering and getting harder still;
she knew he wouldn't be long.  She felt his legs start to shake and then
his cock was jumping in her throat; spitting out squirt after squirt of cum
down into her tummy whilst he writhed and groaned with pleasure.

   All the other children in the room were crying loudly now.  Those with
their noses against the wall couldn't see what was happening, but they
could hear the dreadful noises.  In all their minds was just one thought;
how long would it be after they got home before their own Daddy demanded
the same service from them?  And with their Mummy standing by with a bucket
in case of `accidents', their Daddy was sure to strictly push his cock into
their throats `balls deep'.  Even little Johnnie was sobbing; he had a
mouth and a throat too and Daddy would treat him no differently to his
sisters.

   Pastor Jim got up, his satisfied penis starting to droop.  He led the
still mournfully wailing Elisa over to the wall and put her next to the
other children with her thrashed bottom and thighs on display.  He turned
back around and smiled at Mike and Louise.

   "Well now!  What has young Sarah been up to this week?" he wondered.

   Pretty little ten year old Sarah cried loudly and her little bottom
wobbled as she cried.  It was the question she'd been dreading; she'd done
something very bad and she couldn't even bear for her parents tell anyone.
She knew her spanking would be terrible.

   Mike smiled at the audience.

   "Sarah has been seriously naughty this week!" he announced.

   The other adults craned their heads forward to listen.  This was going
to be good!

   "Louise and I were in the lounge and Louise said she could smell
burning. So we followed our noses to the kitchen and there, on the lino,
was a big burnt hole and a number of matches.  It appears that a very silly
little girl had been playing with fire." he said.

   Louise took up the story.

   "She was upstairs hiding in her bed crying, with the covers over her
head.  We were so angry that we told her that she could wait for tonight to
get a severe punishment in front of everybody." Louise said.

   Louise turned to Sasha; a thick set woman in her late thirties, her hair
was tied in a tight bun and her features were stern and set.  Her pussy was
dark fringed and bright red; like an open gash it leaked juice copiously.

   "Mike and I have decided," Louise continued, "that Sarah needs the kind
of no-nonsense punishment that Sasha is so very good at giving!"

   Sasha nodded her head in acknowledgement of the audience's polite
applause.  Her pussy dribbled as she looked at Sarah's pretty little naked
body.

   Martin winked at Juanita; Sasha's little disciplinary peccadillo was
well known to the group.  Not only did she seem completely impervious to
even the most imploring howls, but also she never felt a spanking was
complete without a little pussy or anus receiving its own severe attention.
Out of everyone, the children feared being given to Auntie Sasha more than
anyone else.  Sasha and Alex home schooled Pauline and Sonia.  More often
than not, the girls could be found kneeling up on stools, naked from the
waist down, legs apart, bottoms up and heads down working hard on their
school books, their pussies and anuses red and stinging from their mother's
repeated encouragement with a nasty leather groove strap.

   Sasha smiled; this was going to be a most exemplary spanking.

   "Come over here, darling!" she said, beckoning Sarah.

   Mike propelled his daughter over to Sasha.

   Sasha took hold of Sarah's shoulders and turned her so she was facing
her and her back was to the audience.  Sasha put her hands on Sarah's
bottom, slowly rubbing the cheeks.

   "I shall give you the worst whipping of your young life, with the
longest switch the Pastor's got, right here on your little tushy!" she told
the blubbering little girl.

   One of Sasha's hands took hold of the bum cheek it was fondling and
pulled it to one side, exposing Sarah's anus.  A finger from her other hand
travelled up the bottom crack pausing to tickle the little hole.

   "And then I shall switch your little hieny hole!" Sasha continued.

   She spun Sarah around to face the audience.  Her hand went between
Sarah's legs and her finger traced up between Sarah's sweet little hairless
pussy lips.

   "And then I shall switch your little coochie!" Sasha said, with a
throaty giggle.

   Sarah wept piteously; Mummy and Daddy would be so excited watching that
being done to her.  What would they do to her when they got home?  One
terrible image came into her mind; Mummy in her plastic see-through nurses
uniform taking her to the bathroom for a mind blowing session with her huge
collection of enema kits, vaginal douches, speculums and massive stretching
plugs.  And Daddy would be there, stark naked, pushing his big willy into
every hole as Mummy cleaned and stretched it.  Sarah shut her eyes but the
vision wouldn't go.

   Sasha pulled a high stool to the centre of the room and retrieved some
Velcro restraint straps from the spanking box.  This was going to be a
severe punishment and she didn't want any little hands getting in the way.

   "Bend over the stool!" she told the cringing little ten year old.

   On shaky legs Sarah went to the stool and bent over, resting her tummy
on the wooden top.  Sasha pulled Sarah's left knee to one side and used a
Velcro strap to fasten it to a leg of the stool.  Then she repeated the
action with Sarah's right knee.  Sarah now looked as though she were about
to straddle the stool, her legs held wide apart, her bottom poking out with
the crack spread wide open, her pretty little holes on display.  Sasha went
around to the other side of the stool and fastened Sarah's hands to the
horizontal bar between the two legs of the stool.

   Sasha stepped back and selected the longest whippiest switch from the
spanking box.  Freshly cut this morning, a thin green willow switch, it was
flexible and solid with alternating buds down its length.  Sasha smiled;
the little buds never failed to raise tiny stinging blisters on a little
girl's sensitive skin.  Her own girls knew that only too well.  Sasha stood
back and positioned herself so that with her arm outstretched the end of
the switch rested across both of the child's quivering bottom cheeks.

   "NEVER PLAY WITH FIRE AGAIN!" Sasha shouted and whipped the switch
across Sarah's cute young bottom.

   SWHIT!

   Sarah jerked forward, the force of the switch catching her by surprise.
A thin white line appeared across the chubbiest part of Sarah's bottom. 
Then the pain found her brain and she screamed.

   "YEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  TOO HARD!  AAA..."

   Sasha had no time to wait for Sarah to plead with her.  This was a
proper no-nonsense switching and Sasha whipped away at the gyrating bottom
with the stinging switch.

   SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!

   Sarah screamed and bucked but the restraints held her in place as the
adults enjoyed watching the vigorous switching of the naughty naked little
fire starter.  Sarah's little holes winked open and closed as her bottom
was whipped.  Her little pussy and anus looked so cute that several members
of the class made a mental note to arrange a little swap with Mike and
Louise.  The soft white bottom cheeks were becoming a red mass of stinging
swollen switch marks.  Green bark and brown buds began to fly off the
switch as tiny stinging blisters formed on Sarah's bottom.  Sarah howled
wildly as her bottom was roasted by her implacable Auntie Sasha.

   Sasha took a step back and knelt down behind Sarah.  She held the switch
upright and positioned it so that it was behind Sarah's open bottom crack.
Then Sarah began to whip the switch onto Sarah's anus.

   SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  NYAAAAAAAAAAH!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!" sang Sarah, as her
sensitive little hole was thrashed.

   Auntie Sasha gave her own soaking pussy a good rub.  She could see how
Sarah's little hole and inner cheeks were burning red and heavily marked
now.  It looked so sexy!  That was the kind of thing that made Sasha cum
when she spanked her own kids.

   Sasha stood up and angled the switch up between Sarah's wide open legs.
Sarah's strict pussy switching was about to begin.  Sasha whipped the
switch up into the soft bulging smooth pussy lips.  She carried on whipping
the switch up and when it missed Sarah's pussy, due to the child's extreme
wriggling, it whipped it into the sensitive inner thighs.  How Sarah
shrieked as her pussy was punished!  She would never ever play with matches
again!

   SWUCK!  SWUCK!  SWUCK!  SWUCK!  SWUCK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  NYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  AUNTIEEEEEEEEE!  NOOOOOOOOOO! 
YAAAAAAAAAAH!" Sarah screamed.

   Mike and Louise masturbated each other as they watched their daughter
receiving the strictest discipline.  It was so sexy watching somebody else
spank her.  When they got home with Sarah they would have a long hard
session with her until they were both fully satisfied.

   Eventually Sasha stopped and presented her work to the appreciative
audience.  The whole of Sarah's little bottom, right into the crack, on her
anus, between her legs, on her inner thighs and on her pussy was covered
with red swollen switch marks.  No one could ever remember well-trained
Sarah screaming or begging so much before.  Sasha had done an excellent
job; Sarah would be totally compliant now.

   Everyone hoped that Sasha would send Sarah to them to receive the
strictest intimate discipline.  Mike and Louise had taught their daughter a
special little trick that they insisted she use on whoever she was sent to
pleasure.

   Sasha looked around the eager adults.  Her eyes alighted on Cathy.  The
large black woman was the acknowledged queen of switching; she was nodding
at Sasha's performance approvingly.  Sasha undid Sarah's restraints.  The
howling girl's legs splayed and kicked as she pulled and squeezed at her
buttocks and pussy.  She looked as though she were practicing swimming some
uncoordinated form of the breast stroke over that stool.

   "Go and see your Auntie Cathy now!" Sasha instructed.

   Howling with pain, Sarah stumbled off the stool and over to Cathy. 
Cathy had had to wait a long time; her pussy was huge and gaped wide open.
She shuffled forward in her seat and put her feet up on the sofa letting
her legs fall wide apart.  Sarah knelt in front of her and Cathy looked
down in eager anticipation.  That little trick of Sarah's was so cute! 
Sarah reached forward and her hands parted Cathy's big black buttocks. 
Although Cathy had shaved her pussy her ass was very hairy with a large
adult anus nestling deep between the cheeks.  Sarah plunged her face into
Cathy's bottom and began to eat out her ass.

   Mike and Louise watched with pride.  They loved having their daughter
eat their own asses.  Sometimes Louise even took Sarah to the toilet with
her and used her little mouth instead of wiping.  She kept a whippy cane in
the toilet just to make sure Sarah did as she was told.

   Cathy writhed in ecstasy; how fantastic that wriggly little tongue felt
up her ass.  Mike and Louise had done such a good job training their little
girl.  John reached over to his wife and began rubbing her big breasts and
squeezing the nipples to heighten her pleasure.  Cathy moaned and wriggled;
she needed Sarah's hot little mouth on her clit now!  Cathy grabbed Sarah
by the hair and pulled her mouth up to pleasure her desperate pussy.  Sarah
obediently set about Cathy's clit with her hard working lips and tongue. 
Cathy couldn't hold back any longer and in just a few moments she started
to cum.  Her bottom and legs shook, her skin was covered in goose bumps and
she let out loud wailing moans as the pleasure tore through her.  She
carried on cumming for almost a minute; there was nothing on earth that
made her cum like watching a procession of screaming little girls getting
their bottoms whipped.  It was amazing!

   As Cathy quietened down, Pastor Jim collected Sarah and put her with her
nose against the wall.  He turned to Alex and Sasha.  Their two girls, ten
year old Sonia and eight year old Pauline were the last two left.  The two
naked girls clung to each other sobbing.  Why had they done those naughty
things this week?  Why?  If only they hadn't!  They were going to be
spanked so hard!  Their bottoms shivered in anticipation.

   "Well now," said Pastor Jim to them, "have you been good little girls
this week?"

   Alex and Sasha separated the girls and stood them facing into the room,
putting their hands on their heads so everyone had a good view of their
tear filled blushing faces and pretty pussies.  Alex spoke.

   "I'm afraid, Pastor, that Sonia and Pauline have been quite naughty this
week!" Alex said, smiling wickedly at the audience who leant forward to
hear more, "Their dirty little potty mouths have got them into trouble yet
again.  Their teacher reported hearing both of them giggling and joining in
with other girls in the playground saying naughty words like `poo' and
`wee' and `ass' and `willy'.  Naturally, their little bottoms need to be
taught the error of their ways!  Alex turned to Louise.

   "Louise, you have lots of experience disciplining naughty little ones.
We thought you might like to take Sonia in hand for us.  Sasha and I will
deal with Pauline ourselves when you have finished." Alex said.

   A huge beaming smile came over Louise's face.  Sasha was such a strict
mother and her girls were a delight to discipline; so compliant and eager
to please they tried extra hard to keep in position, to push their bottoms
out and to keep their hands out of the way.  Louise got up.

   "Come here, Sonia!" she beckoned the sobbing little girl to her.

   Sonia slowly crossed the room to Auntie Louise.  When she got there
Louise turned her around to face the audience.

   "Now Sonia," said Louise, "I want to hear your little mouth apologise
for the naughty words it said.  Tell everyone, `I'm a bad girl with a potty
mouth.  I deserve to get a swichin' on my bare bottom.  Please switch me
real hard, Auntie Louise.'"

   Shaking and sobbing, Sonia haltingly repeated the dreadful words.

   "Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!  I'm a bad girl!  Waaaaaaaaaah!  With a potty mouth!
Boo hoo!  I deserve to get a switchin'!  Bwaaaaaaaaah!  On my bare bottom!
Oh, Auntie Louise!" Sonia broke off, "Please, not the switch!  I was going
to go swimming tomorrow!  Boo hoo!  Everyone will see the marks!"

   Louise smiled.

   "That's tough, honey!  You should have though about that before that
dirty little potty mouth of yours got you into trouble.  When I'm finished
with your bottom they'll be plenty of marks for everyone to see tomorrow! I
bet all your friends will laugh at you!  If they're any thing like my
friends at school, I bet they'll make you show your bare bottom in the
changing rooms and give it a good smacking too!  Now, what else have you
got to say to me?

   Sonia sobbed mournfully.  Everything Auntie Louise said was true!  Her
friends could be so cruel.  When Jenny Evans had come with a well spanked
red splotchy bottom they'd all held her down and given her ten whacks each
with the sole of a gym shoe.  Sonia had joined in too!  It was going to be
horrible!

   Blubbering miserably, Sonia said the fateful words, "Boo hoo!  Please
switch me!  Boo hoo!  Real hard!  Waaaaaaaaaaah!  Auntie Louise!  Boo hoo!"

   "Of course I will, darling!" Louise smiled, "Real hard!  I'll make it an
`Auntie Louise special'!"

   The adults all grinned happily.  Louise perhaps wasn't the most
experienced with a switch, but what she lacked in experience she made up
for in vigour.  Switches had been known to get worn to a stub in Louise's
strict hand.

   Louise fetched a large armless straight backed chair and positioned it
with its seat facing the audience.

   "Kneel up!" she instructed Sonia.

   Sonia climbed up on her knees onto the seat, held onto the back and
stuck her bum out.

   "NOT LIKE THAT!" shouted Louise, "I DIDN'T TELL YOU TO DO THAT!  Put
your legs apart!  Bend down with your head on the seat!  Hold on to the
chair seat!  That's how I want to see you!  I want everyone to see your
face whilst you're getting this!"

   Wailing in despair, Sonia did as she was told.  How horrible!  Everyone
would be able to see her screaming and begging as she was switched. 
Everything between her legs would be on display for everyone to see!  Sonia
wished she was anywhere on earth but here!

   When Sonia was in position, Louise stepped back to admire the little ten
year old's bottom.  Sonia was bent double with her knees tucked either side
of her head.  Her bottom was spread open and stuck rudely out into the
room. Louise traced her fingers up between Sonia's legs, playing with her
open little pussy and then further up, spreading the little anus to open
her up.

   "Please, Auntie Louise!  I'm sorreeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!" sobbed Sonia.

   Louise paid no attention.  She went to the spanking box and took out the
last remaining willow switch.  She flexed it in her hands.  Gosh, this was
a whippy one!  It was really going to sting!  Behind her, Sonia mewled as
she watched from between her legs the switch being tested.

   Louise went back to stand behind Sonia.  Smiling wickedly, she stroked
the switch across the trembling little bottom.

   "Little potty mouths have to be punished severely!  Don't they,
darling?" Louise asked.

   Louise audibly gulped.

   "Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!  Yes, Auntie Louise!  I'm sorreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!"
Sonia wailed.

   Louise unleashed the first whippy stroke of the switch.  She put all her
effort into it, making sure the fastest, stingiest part of the switch
caught Sonia right across the chubbiest part of her little sit-upon.

   SWHIT!

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" shrieked Sonia.

   But Louise was not going to let the cries of a naughty girl in need of
strict discipline dissuade her from her task.

   SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!

   Sonia screamed and wriggled her bottom helplessly.  To Louise's utter
delight, Sonia actually thrust her bottom up and held on tight to the back
of the chair.  What strict parents Alex and Sasha were!  How Louise would
have loved to have seen the strict training their daughters received in
order to demonstrate this level of obedience.  She happily whipped the
switch across the ten year old's tender little cheeks.

   SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  AUNTIEEEEEEEEEE!  NO!  LET ME KISS YOUR WEE_HOLE!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" begged Sonia, beside herself with the pain and
humiliation.

   Louse marvelled at how beautifully the little girl's bottom marked. 
Already the switch lines had turned into thick red raised ridges that
scorched across the squealing youngster's bottom.

   SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!  SWHIT!

   "NYAAAAAAAAAAAA!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  I'LL KISS WILLIES!  I'LL KISS
WEE-HOLES!  ANYTHING!  STOOOOOOOOP!  AAAAAAAAAAAH!" Sonia howled.

   Louise kept switching, making the hapless girl's bottom burning red,
swollen and welted whilst the little owner's upside-down face, soaked with
tears and snot, squealed and howled and begged and pleaded.  Soon every
adult in the room desired to have the repentant girl service their
immediate sexual needs.

   A large section of the switch broke and flew off across the room, just
missing John.  Louise stopped and smiled at John apologetically.  Louise
examined screaming Sonia's whipped little bottom and decided she had had
enough.  Louise looked around the audience.  Who was the most deserving of
Sonia's unbelievably obedient licky tongue.  Her eyes rested on Anne, the
Pastor's wife.  The poor woman had helped host the class and had one of the
wettest most engorged pussies of all, but had received no relief.  She
smiled at Anne.

   "Sonia!  Go and be nice to your Auntie Anne!" she instructed.

   Unable to contain her delight, the Pastor's wife let out a whoop of joy
and lying back in her seat opened her legs to an obscene degree.  Pastor
Jim chuckled and shook his head at his wife's sexual enthusiasm, but deep
down it excited him and his cock began to stiffen for everyone to see.

   Sonia limped over to Auntie Anne, her hands glued to her bottom as she
tried helplessly to rub the stinging switch marks away.  She knelt in front
of Auntie Anne.  The huge hair pussy gaped open emitting a strong pungent
odour.  The tears flooded down Sonia's face as she pushed her mouth onto
the excited woman's genitals.  Sonia felt Auntie Anne's hand on the back of
her head, holding her firmly and then it felt like the whole of her face
was enveloped by the huge pussy as Auntie Anne squirmed and moaned in
pleasure.  Sonia licked desperately at the big erect clit.  She felt like
she couldn't breathe!  How long would this last?

   Auntie Anne lasted for a very long time.  The exquisite joy of having an
unwilling little tongue working so hard to pleasure her was not something
she wanted to give up.  Eventually she decided to allow herself to cum,
more in respect to those in the audience rather than her own desire to
finish.  She had been known to make her own daughters work on her in shifts
for hours at a time.  Sometimes they could barely eat or talk the next day
because their mouths ached so much.

   Anne felt the tingling trembling feeling of her orgasm approaching.  She
allowed it to creep up on her slowly - and then it was there!  She screamed
in joy as the pleasure ripped through her body, grinding her pussy against
the little face that she held so tightly between her legs.  Eventually her
crisis subsided and she fell back in her seat in a dreamlike torpor.

   Pastor Jim lifted the exhausted Sonia back up to her feet and marched
her to the wall to join her friends.  All eyes fell on the sobbing little
eight year old, Pauline.

   "And then there was one!" Pastor Jim smiled.

   Alex and Sasha smiled; Sasha spoke for them.

   "We've decided to discipline Pauline ourselves today because we think
it's time to step her up a grade!" she said.

   The audience murmured its approval and Pauline let out a despairing
wail. `Step up a grade' was well understood to mean the use of a harsher
implement or method than the child had received before.

   "As you well know," Sasha continued, "Pauline has become a little too
used to having her bottom spanked with the hairbrush.  Also, she seems to
cope rather too well with the occasional blister for Alex's and my liking.
So, we have decided that her bottom is ready to get a proper old fashioned
paddling."

   There was fulsome applause from the audience and bitter sods from
Pauline.  Sasha held up her hand for silence.

   "We have decided that as she is already used to the hairbrush a simple
wooden paddle simply won't do the job.  Instead we have decided we will use
the thick lexan paddle with holes.  Today, Alex will be giving Pauline her
first proper blister paddling!" Sasha proclaimed.

   The audience whooped and cheered as cocks twitched and pussies throbbed.
Watching Pauline get her little eight year old bottom spanked with the
terrible lexan paddle for the first time until her little butt was
blistered was an experience the adults knew they would replay in their
heads for years to come.

   Sasha went to the spanking box and pulled out the paddle, showing it to
her weeping daughter.

   "You deserve this, Pauline!" scolded Sasha, "You've earned this all on
your own!  What's going to happen is nobody's fault but yours!  You were
told!  Time and again!  But now your bottom's going to pay!  Get over your
Daddy's knee!"

   Wailing with fear, Pauline climbed over her father's knee.  She could
feel his big erect cock rubbing against her side.  She knew how much he was
going to enjoy spanking her until her bottom felt like it had been sitting
on a hornet's nest for a week!

   Alex lifted one of his daughter's legs up and slipped one of his own
legs between them.  Now one of her legs was trapped under his and the other
was free to kick about.  This also had the effect of permanently separating
his daughter's legs so her genitals were exposed throughout the spanking.
His cock jumped as he examined her little anus and pussy, pulling the holes
open so everyone could see.  Sasha reached down, firmly took hold of his
cock and gave him a friendly little wank, just to make sure he was
supremely excited and would give their daughter's little bottom the severe
paddling it deserved.  His cock felt so hard in her hand.  She took her
hand off him and handed him the paddle.  The only way he was going to cum
now was to spank that little bottom so hard that Pauline's wriggling
brought him off.  Sasha knew he wouldn't be able to resist and that she had
just ensured the most terrible blistering for her daughter's bottom.  Her
pussy throbbed at the thought.

   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!

   Alex unleashed a barrage of spanks with the strict clear plastic paddle.
Pauline started to shriek; not the normal
`Yeeeeoww-my-bottom's-being-spanked' shriek, but her special
`this-hurts-more-than-anything-in-my-life' shriek, super high pitched and
keening.

   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  DADDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!  NOOOOOOOOO!  IT HURTS TOO MUCH!
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Pauline squealed.

   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!

   "NYAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  DON'T!  STOOOOOOOOOOOP!  MY HIENY!  IT'S BURNING! 
YOU'LL BREAK IT!  YOU'LL BREAK MY HIENY!  AAAAAAAAAAAH!" she howled.

   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!

   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  DON'T BLISTER ME!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" PUT YOUR
COCKY IN MY HIENY!  YEEEEEEEEEEOWWWWW!  HURT ME WITH YOUR COCKY!  NOT THE
PADDLE!  NYAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she begged.

   Alex spanked away; good hard swats sounding as loud as pistol shots as
his squealing daughter wriggled her holes in front of him and her body
squirmed deliciously against his engorged cock.

   Smack after smack from the solid plastic paddle landed on little
Pauline's bottom.  She was learning a very strict lesson in how her parents
expected her to behave.  Pauline had never felt pain in her bottom like it
before!  She had thought the hairbrush was bad, but this, this lexan paddle
thing, it was mind blowing!  The pain!  Oh God, the pain in her butt! 
She'd do anything to stop it!  If only Daddy would be so kind as to stop
and push his willy up her bottom hole she would love him forever.

   Alex watched the first blisters appear and then more came.  His cock
tingled; he couldn't take any more of this and, teeth gritted, shaking with
lust, he carried on spanking his daughter's blistering bottom as jet after
jet of sperm squirted out of his cock over the red raw wriggling bottom
cheeks.  As he finished cumming he put the paddle down and rubbed his sperm
into the blistered little butt cheeks.

   "There's some crème to soothe your little botty!" he laughed as his
daughter shrieked and cavorted over his lap.

   The audience went wild; whoops and cheers erupted.  The Pastor came over
to him and raised his hand in victory.

   "Parent of the night!  Parent of the night!" Pastor Jim enthusiastically
proclaimed.

   The audience cheered and Alex modestly acknowledged the accolade.

   Sasha lay back in her seat and parted her legs.  It was the moment she
had been waiting for.  Her mommy-pussy needed to feel her daughter's mouth
and tongue that would be so very eager to please after the very first taste
of the paddle.

   "Pauline, darling!" Sasha growled sexily, "Come and show Mommy what a
sorry little girl you are!"

   Still wailing and pawing at her blistered bottom, Pauline crawled over
to her mother.  She knew her mommy's pussy would be super excited after
watching her bottom getting paddled.  Nothing but the very best performance
from her tongue and lips would make mommy happy now.  Pauline knew that if
she didn't make mommy's pussy happy there would be no hesitation for a
strict dose of `seconds' on the backs of her thighs.  Her mom's pussy gaped
open for her.  Pauline plunged her face into the hot slippery flesh and
began to desperately tongue, lick and suck at the large fleshy folds and
turgid un-hooded clit.

   The excited adults watched the little girl kneeling with her dark red
blistered bottom stuck up, her little holes on display, as the most
incredible loud slurping and sucking sounds came from where her head was
buried between her mom's thighs.  Sasha sighed and squirmed in ecstasy as
her little daughter's tongue drove her pussy mad with lust.  The paddle had
made her daughter so obedient; that tongue was licking twice as fast as
usual!

   Sasha moaned and pushed herself up into little Pauline's flicking
tongue. Pauline was going mental trying to please her mom's pussy; the
dirty sounds she made as she sucked up the pussy juice and slurped at the
sensitive lips and clit made the other mommies' pussies tingle at the
thought of what Sasha's lucky pussy must be feeling.

   Sasha began to tense as she felt the pleasure tingle start deep inside
her.  She bared her teeth and let out a long ecstatic moan as her pussy
spasmed in a long drawn out orgasm that she felt electrify every inch of
her body.  Sasha felt like she was losing track of time as the aching
pleasure seemed to go on forever.  Eventually, panting with exertion, Sasha
came round from her extraordinary climax and the Pastor took Pauline to
stand with her nose to the wall.

   Pastor Jim returned to his lectern.  Behind him, facing the adults, was
a line of ten severely punished little bottoms.

   "Let us pray!" said the Pastor, "Lord, this evening you have guided us
to discipline these children.  Let them be our obedient servants tonight
and always as we are yours.  Amen!"

   "Amen!" chorused the adults.

   Driving home, Elisa and Isabel knelt on the back seat of the car, their
tearful sobs and pitiful sniffling were music to Martin's and Juanita's
ears.  Both girls had opted to leave their panties off as their bottoms
were too sore for them to bear anything touching them.

   Martin felt Juanita's hand on his thigh.  He tried to concentrate on
driving as her hand slipped up to his crotch and began to rub his hard
erection.  All the parents in the class found that afterwards they were in
a state of sexual excitement for days.  The experience of watching so many
naughty naked children being spanked and obediently pleasing the strict
adults' excited genitals had a massively stimulating effect.  The children
hated it; they knew that it wasn't just the evening that would be awful,
but for a week afterwards their bottoms would be kept hot, red and stinging
and that Daddy's cock and Mummy's pussy would need pleasing with seemingly
endless regularity.

   Juanita's hand squeezed Martin's cock and began to rub in earnest.

   "Girls!" said Martin, "Your mother and I were disgraced by your poor
performance this evening.  When we get back we're going to take you to `the
room' and have a long hard `chat' with you about your behaviour."

   Elisa and Isabel howled with despair; usually it was only an extended
`bedtime spanking'.  They saw their Mom bend across to their Dad and
whisper something in his ear.  He laughed; it was a terrible sound that
spelled only awful humiliation and bare bottom pain.

   "Well girls!" Martin smiled, "Your Mom has suggested to me that you be
prepared for when we swap you with your Uncle John and Auntie Cathy.  She
says you both need a long session with `the reamer'!"

   The girls wailed in horrified disbelief at the thought of their anuses
being so terribly stretched and mauled.  Martin's cock twitched; they would
scream and offer anything for the reamer to stop and then, with their
little bottom holes gaping for him, they would give his penis more pleasure
than he could ever wish for.  He turned to Juanita and gave her a look of
all encompassing love.



   DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction not fact.  The two are very
different.