Brandon and Bunny 1

By Kahuntwm

Copyright 2021 by Kahuntwm, all rights reserved

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Brandon and Bunny: Part 1
By Kahuntwm

Humiliation, CFNM. CMNF, OON

This is the inside story of the humiliation of Brandon and Bunny, the thirteen year old twins of George and Joan Knox. This story was told to me, a family friend, by the various participants (in parenthesis). Brandon and Bunny suffer deep humiliation in front of parents, grandparents, uncle, aunt and cousins.
 
Parents: George and Joan Knox
Grandparents: George Elliott and Elaine Peterson (parents of Joan)
John and Joan Knox (parents of George)
George and Joan’ children:
Andrew and Andrea (18 year old twins)
Penny and Susan (16 year old twins)
Brandon and Bunny (13 year old twins)

 Uncle and aunt Peter and Polly Knox and their children:
Polly (16)
Mabel and Rose (14 year old twins))
 
The action takes place at the Peterson’s spatial estate in York, Maine, in the summer of 1975.
 
This is the story of Brandon and Bunny Knox, two excessively beautiful children, who belong to a large family. The twins had four older siblings, two sets of twins: girls named Penny and Susan (ages 16) and, Andrew and Andrea (18). Their parents were George and Joan Knox, who were in their early fifties. He was a minister of the church and she ran a foundation that supported homeless children.
 
Beyond the immediate family, Brandon and Bunny had both sets of grandparents still living in 1975. George and Elaine Peterson, Lois’ parents, who owned the large and rich estate where this story takes place, were investment bankers and were worth millions. John and Joan Knox were in their early fifties, were both ministers themselves and had inspired their son George to a career in the church
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George had a younger brother Peter, who was also a minister, and he and his wife Polly had three children, Polly (16) and twins Mabel and Rose (14).
 
Each summer, this large family lived together at grandpa Peterson’s estate in York, Maine. The mansion was so large and the cabins so many that everyone listed above would have their own apartments.
 
These family reunions where the extended family lived together all summer were very important and needed so that the adults collectively could bring up the children to the family’s high standards of behavior. This family prided themselves by their spiritual, religious, and ethical standards, which were high indeed. Given that the family had four ministers meant everyone was expected to live a Christian life.
And the family never lacked for money because God had blessed the Knox/Peterson family with lots of grandpa Peterson’s money, which was taken as a sign from Jesus that they all were blessed by God.
 
The children of each generation were taught to appreciate how lucky they were but also reminded that they were not better than others, just richer. Because of the respect and love that they generated within, the people of the community loved and respected the family . But human nature cannot always be denied and after having given birth to three sets of twins, Lois was growing dissatisfied with her life, which seemed to be regimented and restrictive with all the high standards. She loved her children and her family, but at the age of 50, she wanted more excitement in her life. She wanted more passion, more freedom, if you will, and she felt time was passing her by. She wasn’t the only adult that felt this was but she is the one we will be focusing on because she was the mother of Brandon and Bunny.
 
Which brings us to Bucky Anderson, a loser who always blamed someone else for his failures. No one ever knew why he disliked the Peterson/Knox clan so much, and in the end it didn’t really matter. He was going to do what he felt this large family deserved. He seethed with rage and resentment. And he decided to express his anger by embarrassing and humiliating the two youngest members of the family, Brandon and Bunny.
 
So Bucky hired three people to do the dirty work. Naturally he hired three incompetent ex-cons: Bugger Hill, Jayne Dover, and Karen Kelly. Bucky paid them $3,000 each to help him by controlling the family while he and his wife Gloria did their thing. But Bugger, Jayne, and Karen were unaware what Bucky was planning to do to Brandon and Bunny. Their job was to keep the other members of the family, seated and quiet and earn $3000 while Bucky and Gloria got even with the Petterson/Knox clan. For Bucky, who had a cruel streak in him, wanted to see the thirteen year olds ravished - embarrassed - humiliated (but not rape - Bucky did have his standards). And while all this was happening, the other members of the family would be forced to watch.
 
And why chose the two innocents? Well, to do something like shaming and humiliating two beautiful children like Brandon and Bunny, to ‘dirty’ them up, to defile them, to expose their beautiful and perfect bodies - well, the children and the family would feel dirty by the time he finished with them.
 
We will begin the narrative with the mother of Brandon and Bunny, Lois Knox:
 
(Lois): I loved these family reunions which we held four or five times a year plus the summer when we all stayed at my in-laws’ mansion and estate in York. It was a carefree atmosphere where I could watch my children and nieces and nephews frolic through the grass and through the summer. And the younger lot were all very good looking, with handsome and pretty faces and well formed bodies. But I have to admit that Brandon and Bunny both were a significant step up from the older children. Now, I know you will say that a parent should not favor one or two children over the others. But how could I not? The two positively glowed with a brilliance that caused other people to stop and stare when they saw Brandon and Bunny. They had such charisma.
 
And their shining glow opened up inside of me my own sexual awakening. Is this normal - that I should feel this way about my youngest children? Well, it ought to be normal because I felt excited and enthusiastic just looking at their pretty faces and their smooth bodies. God forgive me but I just lusted to see Brandon and Bunny in their natural state, naked to the eyes of the world
 
But everyone in the family was so protective of them because Brandon and Bunny seemed unaware of their beauty. They were basically clueless about life and the world. And they both were very shy and withdrawn. I felt the atmosphere of Christian holiness that permeated our family made it difficult for the children to use their imagination, to be creative, and to dare to be different. Their behavior was impeccable but were they happy children? I know I wasn’t and I suspect that they were not either. They seemed satisfied with life, lacking enthusiasm for life. And I was probably partly at fault. I was so gung-ho with my four older kids and by the time Brandon and Bunny came along, I was a spent force.
 
So I was able to resist my sinful and disgusting (actually, exciting and passionate) urges for my two youngest because neither one put themselves in a position where I, for example, could ‘accidently’ walk in during their showers. I don’t know for sure if anyone else in the family felt the same why concerning Brandon and Bunny. I am sure that most of the family at these reunions admired the beauty of these two, but whether they had the same incestrous feeling that I had is unknown. And the only reason I kept my sexual urges in place was that the kids did little to expose themselves. Even when swimming, Bunny always wore a one piece bathing suit more suited to the 1950’s while Brandon wore a long legged bathing suit and usually a t-shirt as well. Regretfully, these two kept themselves well covered.
 
Then that day in the summer of ‘75 changed everything. It was a nerve wracking day for sure, but it turned out to be a day that my fondest dreams were fulfilled. Not only did everything turn out okay, but turned out in a most positive way - life changing, special and wonderful - and I got to see my pretty son and daughter completely and utterly naked. .
 
It was about ten o’clock in the morning when everyone was lounging on the patio that two men and three women walked, unseen, onto the patio. They all had guns and their leader (whom we later found out was Bucky Anderson), ordered Andrew and Andrea to make two rows of chairs, placed close to each other, and facing the inside of the house. I was very nervous - what were they going to do? Show us a movie? We all were required to sit down and once we were settled, the leader spoke.
{the following continues Lois’ narrative}
 
“You do not know me,” the leader began, “but I know this family. I have spent this past year researching everyone here. George Peterson was and is responsible for the death of my two children, who were twins when they died at the age of thirteen at the hands of a drunk driver, Mr. Peterson here. Yes, my beloved children had their lives crushed out of them by a rich man who managed, using this money and contacts, to escape his punishment. It has taken thirteen years for me to research how this happened. Now I know, and now I shall bring forth the punishment for this murder. And all persons here over the age of eighteen, and who knew what had happened to my Elliott and Evelyn, knew the crime of ‘grandpa’ Peterson, ‘rich’ Peterson, and you all did nothing to bring him to justice.”
 
This statement brought a lot of stirring and comments. Now we adults knew what this was about for we lived through the tragedy of this man, whom we all knew was Bucky Anderson. Grief had changed him so much that until we heard his opening statements, we didn’t recognize him. And now, my children and nephew and nieces knew the great family secret.
 
Anderson continued his speech. “Now it is payback time, an evening to settle the score as such.” Some of the adults began to cry. “Now hold on - no one here is going to die or even be hurt. That is, no one gets hurt unless someone here does something stupid”. He had each of the adults stand and made sure each understood that they could do nothing to prevent what was coming. He made clear that there were four of them and each of them had handguns. And the family had nothing. Everyone understood. After all, he knew each of our names, our ages, and everything else. Bucky Anderson had done his research.
 
Once the situation was clear to everyone, Anderson continued. “Mr and Mrs. Knox, you have a set of twins who are the same age of my beloved twins when they died because stupid Mr Peterson drank and drove, and being the rich bastard he is, did not care who he killed. The lives of my Eric and Evelyn were not deemed as important as his own life, a life that meant he could do anything he damn well pleased - and get away with it. No longer!”
 
“I remind the adults,” Anderson said, “of the consequences of interfering or disobeying me. Let us now proceed. Brandon and Bunny, get your little asses up here.”
 
(Lois) “No, I thought. Not my babies. God help us. Once up there, the two children just stood there looking very scared. Neither could look at me or the family and just stood there looking down. Then I heard Anderson tell them that they were the consequence of my father’s terrible accident thirteen years ago.”
 
(Anderson) “My children were your age when they were murdered. I promised everyone that I will not hurt you. But if you disobey, I may lose control of myself.
Brandon, if you disobey, Bunny will be hurt. Bunny, if you disobey, Brandon will be hurt. You two will do anything I order you to do, without question or hesitation or I will lose my temper and lose control of myself. No one can help you because if anyone tries anything - well, we are the ones with the guns. Understand?”
 
Both children meekly answered ‘yes’.
 
(Anderson) “Gloria, come on up. People, murderers, meet my wife Gloria. She will take special care of the boy as I will of the girl. She has joined me on the march to justice and she also is here to stop me if I should lose control of myself. If either child should disobey, she will have to stop me. You people better hope she can.”
 
“And you expect us to just sit here and watch?” George asked.
 
“Yes, Bucky answered. “Not only do I expect it, but I insist! And my two friends behind you will knock you out with the butt of their guns if you don’t. You must all look at the children!!”
 
(Gloria) “Bucky, dear, you were right. This boy is one pretty boy - cute as could be.” she gently rubbed Brandon’s cheek and then turned to Bunny. “Sweetie, do you love your brother? Bunny nodded ‘yes’. “Then the first order is for you, Bunny, dear. Strip your brother!”
 
(Lois) There were audible gasps from the family sitting in the chairs maybe six feet from my youngest kids. Tears began to form on Brandon’s face. My heart was breaking for him but my heart was also pumping with excitement. Here at last, I was going to see my baby boy as naked as he could be. Bunny looked at her twin brother and whispered ‘sorry’ to him. Knowing that if she hesitated, Bucky would hurt her twin so she soon had him to his boxers. Told to get on her knees, she pulled down Brandon’s underwear and suddenly all of us saw sweet Brandon in the nude, with his genitals hanging there inches from Bunny’s face. She was mesmerized and couldn’t take her eyes off her brothers delectable sex organ.
 
No one could stop staring. Even Gloria and Bucky were looking. My son’s penis was about two to three inches, with a crown that was smooth and shining. My boy’s balls hung low in their hairless scrotum, his testicles clearly outlined. He was ordered to turn around so we all could see his cute and hairless ass. He had tears now and couldn’t look at any of us. His humiliation was profound.
 
Then Brandon was ordered to return the favor to his twin sister. She teared up as her brother began to disrobe her. When he removed her bra, her small breasts popped out. She was only thirteen so her bosoms looked like small mounds crowned by her tiny and cute nipples. Brandon then removed her panties and there was my youngest girl, standing there completely nude, with her family staring at her vagina which was lightly covered by a brown bush. Both of my children, so innocent, so young, and so naked, displayed for their grandparents, parents, siblings and cousins to see.
 
I was scared for them at the time, but now that I know no harm would come to them, this scene became one of my fondest memories. Damn - they were so beautiful standing up there, their pretty naked bodies almost glowing through the clouding day. I was fast losing control of my incestrous feelings toward my son and daughter. Gloria’s next act didn’t help me get these feelings to decrease. She ordered my pretty boy to turn around so his back was facing his family, and to bend over. He was ordered to spread his feet wide apart and then she parted his smooth ass cheeks so that everyone could see his crack, and in particular, his cute and hairless butt hole. I could see that my husband and my father had hard ons - although they felt bad for Btandon, they practically melted when they saw the most private and intimate areas of his body. Gloria ran her finger down Brandon’s butt crack, pressed on his anus, and then palmed his sweet balls. It was like lightning had struck me. Oh, how I wanted to be Gloria’s hand
 
Brandon was so obviously humiliated that he again began to cry and Gloria had him sit down on the chair. Gloria then asked Bunny to maintain the same position as Brandon had and told Brandon to look close to his sister’s sex. Bent over, Brandon and her family got to check out her most intimate areas. Gloria rubbed Bunny’s labia and pulled them apart so that everyone could see inside her vagina. At this point, my two babies were losing control, feeling shame even there was no shame. They were being forced but I later found out that my husband, and the grandparents were having the same struggles I was having: feeling horrified about the children but loving what they were seeing.
 
I am guessing all the women were getting damp between the legs and all the males were sporting erections. It was such a stunning sight, seeing the intimate sex parts of these thirteen year old beauties. But it all ended with a sudden and loud interruption. Bucky’s three helpers, Bugger Hill, Jayne Dover, and Karen Kelly left their posts and stopped Bucky and Gloria from continuing.
 
“What are you doing?” Bucky asked angrily.
 
“Putting an end to this sickness,” Bugger replied holding his gun at Bucky.
 
“I am paying you three $3,000 each to do what I order.”
 
“You told us,” said Karen, “that this was a practical joke on an old friend. We did not realize that this was a kidnapping and molestation and child abuse.”
 
“Mom and dad,” called out Jayne, “where are you?”
 
George and I stood up.
 
“Mrs. Knox,” Jayne said. “Come and get your children.”
 
I ran up to Bunny, got her dressed and into the house. George got Brandon and gave him a big bug and then dressed him and got to the house. Both kids were crying now from relief and humiliation. Within the next thirty minutes, the police were called and Bucky and Gloria were hauled to the station where they began what would turn out to be twenty year sentences. Grandpa paid the other three, who saved the day, $6,000 each to make up for their lost pay when they did the right thing and stopped their two bosses.
 
But Brandon and Bunny were in a tough place. Their embarrassment and humiliation ran deep inside them and they essentially stayed in their rooms.
They did not want to talk to anyone but finally, after two days, George and I brought the two together and had a discussion. We told them that what had been done is done. No one could roll back the clock on what had happened. We emphasized that their bodies were so beautiful that no one in the family had any negative thoughts about what they had seen. George praised Bunny’s body, saying how sweet and pretty her vagina was. I told Brandon that he had the perfect cock and balls - the envy of all the males. Then we got them to strip for us and I hugged Brandon and grabbed his balls and George grabbed Bunny and rubbed her pubic mound. We told them how special they were to all of us. Thus began the process of their recovery. That recovery would have taken much longer except for Andrew and Andrea, our two oldest children (age 18).
 
“Mom,” said Andrew, “Andrea and I have come with an idea. They relayed their plans to us and we readily agreed and that we would handle the grandparents, uncle Peter, and aunt Polly. Andrea and Andrew said they would be responsible for Penny and Susan, our middle set of twins, and their cousins, Polly, Mabel and Rose.
 
That night, after an early supper, the adults sat on the patio. I then went upstairs and brought Brandon and Bunny down to the living room, being careful to blindfold them. When the two took off their blindfolds to see what I told them were their gifts, they saw all four of their siblings and their three cousins standing there wearing big smiles but not wearing anything else. Imagine, two handsome teenage boys and five beautiful teenage girls just standing there in the nude. Brandon and Bunny were overcome with joy and excitement and immediately shucked their clothes. Then they all ran out to swim and all we adults walked over to see them swim. Later grandma Joan asked them to play volleyball.
 
So the day ended with all of us looking at the cocks and balls of the boys flop all over the place and the breasts of the girls do the same thing. And we enjoyed all nine young asses moving this way and that. So our family had a significant change in how we would lead our lives.. There would be more nudity and more fun. We still believed in God but nudity would no longer be seen as shameful. Indeed, future chapters would involve a family nudist camp. Needless to say, Bunny and Brandon got over their embarrassment and humiliation.
 
 
 
 
 





   
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