Kevin's Time in DANIP, Three Days in Hell, part 2
  by Aldric
  
  Copyright 2004 by Aldric, all rights reserved.
  pietar_the_fearless@yahoo.com
  
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  This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  It contains
  depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If
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  Kevin's Time in DANIP, Three Days in Hell part 2
  
  The next morning Kevin got up and completed his paper route
  as normal.  His father had not left for work and was dressed
  in his good clothes instead of his work clothes.  Once Kevin
  was back and had put his bike away, his father told him to
  go get in the truck.  Without a word of explanation, his
  father headed into town.  Kevin noticed his mother's car was
  gone as they backed out of the garage.  Kevin's dad drove
  into the center of town and parked in a garage near the
  court house.  
  
  Kevin and his dad had been sitting outside the court room
  for over an hour.  His dad hadn't said hardly a word to him
  the entire time, and Kevin didn't understand why they were
  here, except that it involved him and wasn't going to be
  good.  When he saw his mother coming down the hall, Kevin
  began to hope that maybe it wouldn't be too bad.  She handed
  a stack of papers to his father.
  
  "Did you sign them?" his father asked her.
  
  "Yes, and while I was reading them, another complaint came
  in.  I stopped at the desk and talked to the sergeant, and
  he recommended we add this one," she said, indicating one of
  the pages.
  
  His father read the paper quickly.  "Yep, I agree," he said,
  signing on the bottom.
  
  "The sergeant said we're the next case.  It should only be a
  few minutes before we're called, I've got to give all these
  papers to him so the judge will have time to review them
  before calling us in."  Her husband handed the papers back
  to her and she went back down the hall.
  
  "Dad, what's happening?" Kevin asked, now really worried.  
  
  "After the phone call your mother got from the Baker's about
  the park, she realized she made a mistake with you earlier. 
  The Baker's want to press charges against you, but we've
  heard about a new program and asked them to let us put you
  through that first.  We called the judge who runs the
  program and he agreed to fit you in today.  If you are
  accepted, the Baker boys will be helping to monitor you, and
  if it seems to be helping, then they might agree not to
  charge you.  I'm not sure about Gerry Jones, he was still at
  work."  While he was explaining, Kevin's mom came back.
  
  "I talked to Betty," his mother said. "She said her son is
  very mad and hurt, but she wants to wait until Gerry gets
  home to talk to him about it.  She had already talked with
  the Bakers and knows about the program."
  
  Kevin wanted to ask what kind of program, but the door next
  to them opened and a female police officer stepped out. 
  "Are you the Adams'?" she asked.  She held the doors open
  and Kevin's father pulled Kevin in by the arm.
  
  Kevin had never been in a court room before, and had no idea
  what to expect.  It didn't look anything like court rooms he
  had seen on TV.  This one was well lighted, and didn't have
  a jury box.  Instead it had a pair of benches facing a desk. 
  There was nobody seated at the desk.  The police officer
  closed the doors behind them and went to a door behind the
  desk.  She knocked once and then opened the door, speaking
  softly to someone in the room behind the door.
  
  After a few minutes, the judge came out and the police
  officer introduced him as Judge Eckerd.  He called Kevin
  forward and told Kevin's parents to have a seat.  Judge
  Eckerd explained the basic rules of the courtroom and how
  juvenile proceedings were conducted, then asked if Kevin had
  any questions.
  
  After reading from a list of complaints, he explained to
  Kevin the statues that were broken and what could result
  from them.  "In addition to that, your parents can be sued
  for harm and suffering brought upon three minors by actions
  committed by you, Kevin.  These are serious complaints, and
  in the past I would have reacted quite severely, but given
  your age and lack of a record, it is very unlikely that you
  would have received a punishment that would keep you from
  committing the same and other offenses."
  
  "However, a new program, called Discipline and Nudity In
  Public, or DANIP, has been piloted here during the last
  week, and it appears to be quite successful.  It has been
  run successfully in four other counties, and all four
  consider it to be a very successful program.  Each county
  does things slightly different, but the results are the
  same.  We are now done with the pilot program, which was
  somewhat voluntary, and yesterday I was granted the process
  necessary to enact the program here.  I understand you are
  good friends with one of the most recent graduates of our
  pilot program, Brad Weslo."
  
  Kevin turned bright pink.  "You mean where he had to walk
  around naked and do what people told him, no matter how sick
  it was?  You can't do that to me, I won't agree to it."
  
  "Getting boys and girls your age to agree to it was part of
  the pilot program, but now all I need is a commitment letter
  from your parents to place you in the program, and that
  letter is right here.  You don't have any say in it, you can
  only control how long your are listed as a member of the
  program.  So I can, in fact, do that to you.  You will
  either learn how to behave in society or you will remain in
  the program until you turn 16 and then you will be sentenced
  as a juvenile, but I'll leave that decision up to you."
  
  "One of the aspects of the program is that you are expected
  to follow what ever instructions are given to you by anyone
  placed in charge of you.  Those people have strict rules
  regarding what they can and can not do, but don't expect
  them to explain any of the rules to you.  All you have to do
  is obey.  The sooner you accept that and learn how to get
  along, the sooner this will be over.  There are several
  options available to me should you refuse to comply, but I
  don't think I'll need to use many of them."
  
  Judge Eckerd handed a collar to the police officer.  Unlike
  the one Kevin had seen Brad wearing, this one was about
  three inches tall, bright pink, and had 'DANIP OFFENDER
  written on it in big letters.  "Bailiff, will you please
  give that to the father to put on his son?"
  
  As the police officer started to hand it to Kevin's father,
  his mother spoke up.  "If its okay with you Judge Eckerd,
  I'd rather put it on him."  The judge smiled and said "Of
  course it's all right with me, I'm glad to see you have
  overcome your reservations about DANIP."
  
  To his disbelieve, Kevin's mother pulled the collar tight
  around his neck and locked it with a small lock.  At the
  same time, his father was locking padded bracelets on each
  of Kevin's wrists.  Once they were locked on, his mother
  looked him in the eye and said, "Kevin, I want you to
  undress completely."
  
  "Mom!  I can't do that here in front of you and her," Kevin
  said, pointing at the female officer.
  
  "Kevin, people are going to be telling you to do a lot of
  things you won't like, but arguing or complaining is only
  going to get you into more trouble.  Now undress or we will
  strip you!"
  
  Kevin slowly unbuttoned his shirt, trying to find some hole
  to crawl into.  He thought about running, but doubted he
  could outrun the officer standing there staring at him.  He
  kicked off his shoes while removing his shirt, then pulled
  his socks off as slowly as he could.  Hoping that someone
  would tell him he could stop, he paused, but when the
  officer took a step closer to him, he undid his belt and
  dropped his pants, stepping out of them.  His mother was
  standing behind him, and the officer in front, so there was
  no way he could turn and not be seen by one of them. 
  Meanwhile his father had walked over to the judge and
  returned with a pair of the same short chains that had been
  used to secure Brad's arms to the collar around his neck. 
  Finally Kevin couldn't wait any longer and he pulled his
  boxers off, covering his groin with his hands.
  
  "Pick up your clothes and fold them neatly, and place them
  in this box," his father said to him, pushing a small box
  over.  Once the clothes had been folded and placed in the
  box, Kevin's mother said "one instruction you will hear a
  lot is 'hands up.'  When someone says that, you raise your
  hands next to your head."
  
  Kevin knew exactly what was going to happen when his mother
  gave the command.  He raised his hands, and his father
  locked the chains from his wrists to the collar, making it
  impossible for him to lower his arms.  His penis began to
  rise.
  
  Judge Eckerd completed the last of the paperwork and gave a
  few more instructions to Kevin, but Kevin wasn't really
  hearing anything he said.  He remembered saying to the girl
  who lived next door to Brad that nobody could ever get him
  into the situation he now was in, and he was hoping he
  wouldn't have to be seen by her, or her brother Matt.  But
  while he was thinking about that some words the judge said
  pushed through his thoughts.
  
  "Excuse me Judge," he said, "but did you just say something
  about public spankings?"
  
  "You should have been listening better," the judge started. 
  "Your parents have also asked that I sentence you to public
  spankings.  I have considered their request, and will enter
  into your folder that you are to receive a level 3 spanking
  each morning for the next 3 days.  In addition to that, I am
  going to order a level 2 spanking each day from each of your
  victims who filed complaints.  If more reports of problems
  come in, I will add more level 2 spankings as needed.  Your
  parents, of course, can ask for additional spankings if they
  feel it is necessary."
  
  "The purpose of this program is not pain, Kevin Adams, but
  the spankings will hurt, I promise.  However, the level 2
  spankings will be more in line with the program's main
  teaching method, humiliation."
  
  Kevin tried to ask what a level 2 or 3 spanking was, but the
  judge said he had already explained that and didn't feel
  like repeating it just because Kevin wasn't listening.
  
  "Keep your nose clean, and do as you're told, and this will
  be over as soon as the spankings are complete.  However,
  this court order does not have an expiration date, it ends
  when I order it to end.  If you cause problems and refuse to
  learn, it could last a very long time."
  
  On that ominous note, the judge rose and the bailiff
  escorted them out a different door than they had entered. 
  Kevin had to make the walk through the court house out to
  the parking lot naked, unable to cover himself.  He decided
  that he would immediately do everything he was told in order
  to get this ended before too many of his friends saw him.
  
  Kevin's dad helped him into the truck and fastened the seat
  belt around him, but did not release his arms.  As his
  mother started over to where her car was parked his father
  called out to her "We'll stop and get some burgers for
  dinner, I'm sure you don't feel like cooking."
  
  "You're right, I really don't," she answered, "burgers
  sounds like a good idea.  I'll get something to go with it
  and see you when you get there."
  
  Kevin's dad got in and headed out into traffic, unconcerned
  that his son was naked in the front seat.  Kevin wanted to
  cover up, but couldn't, and his penis was now fully erect
  and dripping precum on the seat.  As if this wasn't bad
  enough, his father pulled in the Burger Palace and headed
  for the drive-through window.
  
  His father stopped at the window, and to Kevin's horror, a
  girl just a few years older than him was working there. 
  While his father ordered for the three of them, the girl
  stared at Kevin's groin, finally starting to giggle as she
  repeated back the order.  She walked away from the window,
  but in a few seconds another girl appeared to ask them what
  they wanted to drink, and then a third gave them napkins and
  condiments.  Kevin didn't think it could get any worse, but
  then the first girl came back and said "It will take just a
  few minutes for the chicken, if you would please pull up
  over there we'll bring it out to you."
  
  Kevin's dad pulled over to where she had indicated, then
  looked over at Kevin.  "You had better get used to this; I
  think you are going to experience a lot of embarrassment
  before you are ready to have the collar removed.  The judge
  says most kids are only in the program for 2 or 3 days, I'm
  betting you go a week or longer."
  
  Kevin didn't respond, but he was thinking that he had to
  talk to Brad and find out how he could get done quicker. 
  Just then, two of the girls came out of the store, each
  carrying one bag with their food.  They went over to Kevin's
  side of the truck and tried to hand it to him, but with his
  arms bound up he couldn't take the bags.
  
  "Just open the door and put them behind his feet," his
  father instructed.
  
  The first girl opened the door and reached in to place the
  bag behind Kevin's leg as instructed, using the opportunity
  to get a very close look at Kevin's fully erect dick, which
  was now beginning to jerk on its own.  The second girl
  started to put the drinks in, but then managed to spill some
  on Kevin's lap.
  
  "Oh, I'm sorry, wait here and I'll get something to wipe
  this up with," she said, running off giggling.
  
  "Please dad, can we just go?" Kevin asked in desperation.
  
  "No, she spilled it, she should clean it up.  It'll only
  take a minute; the burgers will still be warm when we get
  home."
  
  She came back out and tried to wipe up the spill, but
  noticed that some had dripped onto the seat.  "Can he get
  out for just a minute so I can clean this up?"  When his dad
  nodded his head, she unbuckled his seat belt and pulled him
  out of the truck.  She leaned in past him and wiped the
  seat, and then both girls used clean towels to wipe off
  Kevin's groin.
  
  Kevin was standing in plain view of anyone parked or driving
  past the burger joint while two girls were wiping his groin. 
  As one of them ran a towel along his dick, the inevitable
  happened and his dick responded to the attention and shot
  four gobs of cum out, some of which dripped down his legs.
  
  "Oh, I'm sorry again," one o the girls said, "just wait
  right here and I'll go get a clean towel to clean that up
  with."  Kevin tried to get back into the car seat, but his
  father said he was told to wait there.  When Kevin ignored
  him, he pushed Kevin's butt out the door and leaned over and
  closed the door.  The other girl was still standing there
  watching.  Kevin's dick was already starting to get hard
  again.
  
  "Don't worry, she'll be back in just a second and we will
  have this all cleaned up."
  
  The first girl came back out with two clothes, and both
  girls wiped the cum from Kevin's legs and groin.  As they
  cleaned his balls and started on his dick again, Kevin felt
  his legs quiver as another orgasm started.  The girls saw it
  happening and caught it all in the towel, then finally
  pronounced him clean enough and opened the pickup truck's
  door.
  
  Kevin fell into the seat as quickly as he could and one of
  the girls pulled the seat belt around him.  She pulled back
  out, but the other girls then leaned in and lifted Kevin's
  balls up off the seat and slid a towel under them.  "Just in
  case he has a little leak after you drive off."  She spent a
  few seconds getting the towel in just the right position,
  and Kevin couldn't believe he was getting hard yet again. 
  Finally she was done, and Kevin's father headed home.
  
  After dinner, Kevin's parents told him they were unable to
  find anyone to stay with him that night, but that Brad would
  take Kevin to do his paper route tomorrow and stay with him
  the rest of the day.  Kevin didn't know if that was good or
  bad, but he realized that it didn't matter, the decision was
  made without either of his parents caring about his opinion.