Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline (NAKED) 09

Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline (NAKED): Thursday Afternoon At The High School

By Cewis Larroll
cewis.larroll@hushmail.com

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

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

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

For this installment: in the high school gym; spankings from the adults; then booths for each child, where anyone can give them a few spanks, or anyone under eighteen can either feel the NAKED kid or have the NAKED kid perform oral sex on them, Mary gets a lot of teenage boys wanting a blow job from her, a lot of the NAKED girls eat out older girls, a number of younger kids wanting to know what oral sex feels like

Diane's five children sat in the minivan, glad to be out of the rain, even if only temporarily, to warm up and dry off. They could tell immediately that their mom was not driving to the beach, for which they were all very thankful. But she also was not heading for the house. They all quickly figured out that anything planned for the beach that day had been moved somewhere else. There were good things and bad things about that, they all realized.

It took ten minutes, with traffic, for Diane to get to the high school. She pulled up as close to the gym as she could, allowing her children to get out, with their uncle, to get inside the gym quickly. She had an umbrella for her own trip from the car.

The five Harris children had all been inside the high school gym many times. They enjoyed going to the basketball games with Diane. They knew that the gym was huge. Almost everyone in Palms Lake could fit inside, with room left in the stands for people from out of town to see their kids, when the locals were playing out-of-towners. So they knew that, even without going to the beach, they could still be seen in their nude punishments by most of the town.

Sure enough, once they got inside, led by Ray, they saw that half the town was already there. People without children who wanted to be present had arrived, and any parents with children only at the high school were already there, if they chose to stay instead of taking their teens home. Most parents of high-schoolers had chosen to stay, if not for their own enjoyment than to show their own teenagers what awaited them if they were to act up.

There were twenty wooden booths, such as the kids had seen at fairs, set up across the middle of the basketball court. There were three chairs on either side of each booth, which worried the children somewhat. They saw that the first six booths already had NAKED children in them. Most of them were high school students, who had been sent straight to the gym from their last class, but there were some elementary and middle school students there too. Ray directed his nieces and nephews to two booths. Megan joined eleven-year-old Jack, while each set of twins was in a booth together.

At least inside the booths, only the children's upper bodies could be seen, which was some relief. Though none of the kids present thought that was likely to last. For the time being, though, they were all allowed to stay within the booths while more people arrived. It was not long before all the booths had at least two NAKED children or teens in them. The bleachers were more than two-thirds full, and more people were milling around on the court. Some of the people on the court were parents of NAKED participants. Some were people who wanted to be closer than the bleachers. Some were parents who wanted their own children to be near enough to have a good view of what they were in for if they acted up.

Half an hour after Diane's kids had arrived, it was determined that all the NAKED participants were present, and things could begin. All the children were told to stand outside the booths, facing the packed bleachers and other onlookers. Obediently, everyone in NAKED stood, arms at their sides, fully exposed for the crowd.

Parents approached their children, then sat in the chairs next to the booths. Diane once again had three helpers, since she and Ray could obviously not spank five children at once. Within minutes, dozens of children were being spanked on their bare bottoms. The room filled with the sounds of skin slapping skin and, very soon after that, crying, as the children broke out at the pain.

Spankings lasted for five minutes. Some of the children were very glad that the spankings were relatively short. Others realized right away that short initial spankings meant worse things were to come. And more spankings were certainly on the way.

The children were stood by their parents or other spanker, and told they must stand straight while the rules for the day were explained. Only the organizers of NAKED knew everything for the afternoon. Diane had several of her own suggestions incorporated into the program, and ideas from other parents were also included. The levels that had started with the program were to mean very little that day. The spectators, especially those with children, wanted to hear the rules for the day as much as the NAKED kids and teens, though for very different reasons.

“You've had your first spankings for the afternoon,” Diane said into the microphone that had been brought out for her. “Now each of you will enter your booth again. Any adult may line up for any booth. Children and teens are welcome to line up for any booth, as well, but only with their parents permission. Please allow parents and relatives to line up first.

“Now for the bad part, at least for you kids. The levels you are in do not really mean much today, except as far as what you can be spanked with. The rules about hand spankings still hold for Level Five. Other than that, anyone lined up at any booth may spank you, ask you perform, ask you to perform with another NAKED participant, or they may ask you to perform on them. Yes, you must orally satisfy any person, child or adult, who requests it. They may also touch any part of your body they wish to, as long as they do not penetrate any orifice other than your mouth.

“We hope to have time for everyone who wishes to participate,” Diane finished.

What Diane had described was far worse than anything that any of the NAKED participants could have imagined. Most of them looked pleadingly at their parents, hoping that they would not actually have to participate in this part of the program. However, every NAKED parent had been consulted already, and had agreed to the afternoon's activities. All but two parents, in fact, were already waiting outside their child's booth, ready for the program to begin.

At the end of her announcement, Diane headed for the booth where Sara and Chris were situated. There was already a queue of around twenty people on each side. Everyone in the line recognized Diane as the mother of both children, and she was allowed to go to the front of the line on Sara's side of the booth. Sara's heart sank into her stomach, seeing her mother and knowing that she was about to get spanked again, and probably very hard.

There were lines at every booth. Most lines had at least ten people, led by the parents of whatever children were in the booth. Ray found the whole thing interesting, but he had decided not to go to his nieces or nephews, but to go to a different booth. He chose the line for eleven-year-old Evelyn, which had not gotten real long yet. Ray was the ninth person.

Brian and Amber Smith had both gotten into the line for their daughter, Mary, who, at eight, was the youngest NAKED child. Their eleven-year-old son Brad, with their permission, was immediately behind them. Brad noticed that there were a dozen teenagers in the line as well. He hoped they would be gentle with his angel, even if she was being punished.

Sara had been right. As soon as the event started, Diane came into the booth and had her thirteen-year-old daughter lean forward on the side of the booth. Diane began a hard spanking o her daughter's already red bottom, and continued for five minutes, urning the girl's skin maroon. Sara cried quietly, her bottom sore, but getting used to being smacked.

As Diane spanked her daughter, she watched as a fourteen-year-old girl stood in front of her thirteen-year-old son and ordered him to make her cum with his mouth. The young boy leaned into the pussy, sliding his tongue into the light brown pubic hair and quickly finding the girl's clit, making her gasp with obvious pleasure. Diane enjoyed the sight of her son going down on the girl, even as she delivered smacks to her daughters bottom.

Brian Smith had stepped up to his daughter, and she had immediately bent forward onto the side of her booth for a spanking. But her father had told the nude eight-year-old that he was not there to spank her. “Do you want me to perform, daddy?” she asked, embarrassed but resigned.

“Yes, you are to perform on your mother, and then your brother, for me,” he replied. Young Mary blushed and started crying again.

“Please no, daddy. I don't want to,” Mary begged, whining.

“That's too bad, because you are being punished and this is part of the punishment,” Brad answered his daughter, as Amber pulled a chair into the booth and, raising her dress, sat on it with her legs spread wide, opening her dark brown hair covered pussy to her daughter's horrified gaze.

“Do it now,” Amber said, “or you will be spanked again, and then do it.” Still crying, the miserable young girl got on her knees and leaned into her mother's pussy. She began gingerly, trying to get through the hair. After several seconds, she put her small hands on either side of Amber's cunt and pulled the lips apart so that she could find her mother's clit and get down to business. Amber gasped and then moaned as her daughter began eating her pussy.

It took only a few minutes for Amber to cum on her daughters tongue, and she moved so that Brad could get his five inch hairless dick into his sister's mouth. He moaned loudly as he experienced his first blow job. He had a dry cum in seconds. Brian suggested he get back into line, and let his small dick rest while the next sixteen people went. A second cum would not be as quick. Brad quickly did so. Brian stepped outside the booth, but stayed right next to it to monitor his daughter's treatment, and her behavior.

Brandy and Peter were sharing a booth, one of them working on each side. Peter was besieged by women in their twenties and thirties who all wanted to play with his small dick. Peter had already been sore when he got to the gym, and now he had about thirty people in line, and it looked like most of them were going to play with his penis, making sure that it stayed sore for several days.

Brandy wanted to feel sorry for her brother, but she was too busy to give him much thought. Many people, men and women, had lined up on her side of the booth. The first person was a seventeen-year-old boy who lived down the street from her. As soon as he got into her booth, the teen pulled his dick out of his pants and told Brandy to suck it. At seven inches long, it was the longest dick the young girl had ever seen. It was also much thicker than any dicks she had encountered in NAKED.

Brandy opened her mouth and took the large organ in. It filled her mouth completely, and she could feel it twitching already. She moved her lips up and down, careful not to go too deep and gag. Brandy's jaw got sore quickly, with such a large dick in it. But she knew that she had to follow the rules and bring the teenager to an orgasm. It took five minutes before she heard the grunts of pre-orgasm, and she braced herself for a mouth full of cum. What she got was more than she had prepared for. The teen boy shot a strong stream of cum that hit the back of the miserable girl's throat, causing her to gag a little as he kept shooting. Brandy barely managed to keep her mouth over the spurting dick as the boy pumped more cum than she had ever felt into her. She just managed to swallow it all as the boy pulled his organ out of her mouth.

As he pulled away, Brandy saw that the next person in line was one of the teachers at her school, who she knew only by name and sight. Brandy had never had a class with Miss Conners, but she knew the mid-fifties teacher taught honors math.

Miss Conners was wearing a sundress with a zipper all the down the front. Once she was inside the booth, she pulled the zipper all the way down and opened the front of her dress to show Brandy that she was naked beneath. She stepped out of the dress and Brandy looked at the pussy covered in black hair and the sagging breasts. Brandy feared what she would have to do next.

But Miss Conners didn't want Brandy to perform on her. She immediately pulled the young girl close to her body and held her tight against her thighs, stomach, and breasts as she began spanking her. Brandy was surprised by the teacher's actions, and even more stunned at the force of the woman's hits to her backside. Each smack to the girl's butt pushed her forward, causing friction between the two females. Brandy's leg was positioned so that it rubbed between the older woman's pussy lips every time she moved. Miss Conners was enjoying the feel of the young girl's warm body rubbing against her, and she picked up the pace of her spanking, causing the girl to cry louder, and to move against her more quickly.

Miss Conners spanked Brandy against her for five minutes, then she shuddered through an orgasm herself as the girl rubbed against her. Once she came down from her cum, the middle aged woman let the crying girl step back as she put her dress back on, then left so the next person, a young man, could enter the booth.

Peter had just had a painful dry orgasm after being masturbated by a pretty young woman, and as she left the booth, a young mother came in with her eight-year-old son next to her. “Peter, I want you to perform on my son,” the mother said, as she pulled her little boy's pants down to his ankles. The boy stood now with an inch long uncircumcised penis between his legs, tiny balls just visible behind it.

Peter, now very practiced at sucking dick, knelt down and took the flaccid organ into his moth. The eight-year-old giggled as Peter began moving, getting the young boy hard in his mouth. The little boy's penis grew to two inches, and Peter moved along the entire length of it. Peter ran his tongue around in circles on the tiny dick in his mouth, and made sure to give special attention to the rim around the head. The boy giggled more as Peter sucked on his tiny weenie, but he moaned a little, too. He was enjoying the first blow job of his short life. It took almost ten minutes before he shook through an immature orgasm, and his mother allowed Peter to stop sucking.

Peter had been glad to have a break from having his sore dick rubbed. It was beginning to feel like torture to even have his penis touched. He looked at the line for his booth as the next person, a fourteen-year-old boy, entered, and saw that there were still at least a dozen people. He did not have time to count, as the fourteen-year-old who had just entered pulled his penis out and told the eleven-year-old to suck it. Glad that his own dick was still getting a break, the boy gladly took the older boy's dick into his mouth.

Nine-year-old Megan had been spanked twice more, for five minutes each time, and had to perform on one thirteen-year-old boy, when a twenty-something woman entered her booth and sat in the chair. Over my knee, dear,” the woman said, pulling her skirt up so that her thighs were bare for the girl to lean on.

Megan bent forward. The woman had her lift her small ass into the air, holding it above her thighs, so that Megan's chest rested on her bare thigh, while the rest of her was higher. The woman then reached around the girl with one arm, and began masturbating her vigorously. As she began rubbing the girl's little clit, her other hand came down hard on Megan's bare butt, causing her to cry out.

The young woman continued diddling the girl as she gave her a hard spanking. The ordeal lasted for several minutes, Megan crying loudly and crying out louder with each smack to her tender ass. The masturbation she was receiving during the spanking was bringing her close to orgasm, even as the pain increased in her bottom. Finally, Megan shouted, “I'm cumming,” as her entire body shook violently with a strong orgasm, even as the woman continued spanking her. It was the strongest orgasm the nine-year-old had had in several days, and it seemed somehow much stronger with the spanking at the same time.

By the time Brad made it to the front of the line again, his eight-year-old sister had a dark red butt, having been spanked six more times. She was crying quietly, from the pain of the spankings, and from the humiliation of being naked in front of so many people, and having to perform on four teenage boys, one forty-year-old man she knew well, and two women besides. Brad loved his little sister, and he did feel sorry for her, but he knew that she was being punished and that she deserved what she was getting. And, quite frankly, he wanted to experience a blow job again.

Because of that, Brad did not have a problem whipping out his eleven-year-old dick and telling Mary to suck it again. The little girl was glad that at least it was her brother, and that his dick was much smaller than the other organs she had had in her mouth that day. That didn't make it a whole lot better, but it was some better.

Brad got an erection as soon as Mary's lips closed over his little prick. It grew and expanded as his miserable little sister moved her warm mouth up and down. It had been just almost two hours since his last orgasm, but still, with Brad's youth and vitality, and with this being only his second blow job ever, he came again in less than five minutes. Mary felt him shaking, and felt his little dick twitch in her mouth, as his dry cum overwhelmed him. She was glad that she didn't get yet another mouth full of sticky, salty semen. Brad, still shaking, pulled up his shorts and moved on, making way for the next person, a middle-aged man who lived down the street from them.

Brad decided to walk around and check out what else was going on, and maybe see if there was anyone else he wanted to perform on him. He walked around the gym, glancing into the booths as he went. He saw Sara over a woman's knee, her maroon ass being spanked hard as the girl cried loudly. He saw Peter performing on a twelve-year-old boy they knew, Peter's mouth sliding up and down the other boy's organ as he moaned. Eleven-year-old Evelyn had her legs spread wide, her hands holding her hairless pussy lips apart, as a mother showed and described her pussy to two curious six-year-old boys.

Finally, Brad stopped at nine-year-old Gabe's booth. The young boy was being made to perform for a teenage girl, stroking his little organ furiously. Two hours of constant spanking and masturbating had worn the nine-year-old out, and he was having trouble even keeping an erection, much less bringing himself to orgasm. His face was nearly as red as his bottom, and Brad, who had discovered masturbation several months before, and soon after that discovered what happened when he jacked off too much, noticed the irritation on the young boys bright red penis.

There was no one else in line at Gabe's booth, so Brad stepped up to wait while the teen girl had her turn. Brad liked girls, but all the girls were busy and had lines at their booths. Brad didn't feel like waiting again. Besides, he had seen that the NAKED boys had to suck cock if they were told to, so he knew Gabe had done it anyway. And Brad wanted another blow job. He also wanted to see if it felt different done by different people. So when Gabe finally came, after fifteen minutes of stroking his sore penis for the fifteen-year-old girl, shaking and moaning in a mix of pain and pleasure, Brad was ready, and he stepped into the booth.

“Looks like you've had a rough day,” Brad commented, pointing to the other boy's irritated penis. The small glans was bright red, and slightly swollen from the constant abuse of the day. “I'll let your dick have a break, and you can perform on mine for now,” Brad told him.

Part of Gabe was glad that he didn't have to stroke his sore dick, and irritate it even more. But he also did not like having to suck other boys off. He knew, though, that complaints would not be tolerated, so he knelt in front of Brad and started sucking his prick.

Since Brad had had on orgasm just twenty minutes before, he was able to last longer this time. He savored the feeling of the other boy's warm, wet mouth moving up and down the shaft of his penis. Gabe hated sucking dicks, but he had been made to do it so much that week that he had gotten good at it, and he knew how to make the other boy feel good. He sucked gently, then a little harder, teasing the tip of Brad's penis as he moved his mouth. Brad moaned in ecstasy. Mary was good at doing this, but Brad had been unable to last, and to really savor the feeling before. Now he was able to last ten minutes, feeling Gabe's tongue on the underside of his dick, the feel of the lips gliding smoothly over and over the sensitive part where the glans met the base, the warmth and wonderful moisture of the younger boy's mouth.

But Brad could not hold out forever, even for his third orgasm of the day. He felt a jolt in his body, and his little dick twitched in the other boy's mouth as he had a powerful dry cum. Gabe felt the orgasm end and gratefully let the small cock slide out of his mouth. Brad put his finally satisfied dick back in his shorts and left the booth.

“Okay, that is the end of this event,” Diane was announcing to the room/ “It looks like everyone has had their chance,” she said as she looked at the few people who had gotten into lines for the second or third time. “We want to thank everyone for helping in the NAKED program, and we will assess the results of today's punishment program. But the kids are too worn out by now to continue performing, and all their bottoms are dark red, which we like to see. So thank you again. You are all welcome to stay and watch as the NAKED participants clean the gym floors now.”

The children, who had been happy to hear that the events were over, groaned when they heard that they would now have to clean the floors. They all looked around and saw that there was a huge mess. Boys and teens had been shooting cum all over, many of the girls had dripped their own juices as they performed, some of the kids had peed all over from the pain of the spankings they had gotten for hours.

Several of the parents had by now brought out twelve mop buckets and twice as many mops. All the school's cleaning supplies had been brought to the gymnasium so that the NKAED kids could clean up after themselves. The mops and buckets, full of steaming soapy water, were distributed, and the kids began cleaning. Most of the town had stayed to watch the nude children clean. The children, already exhausted, moved as quickly as they still could to get the gym cleaned.

Most parts of the floor had to be gone over several times before they were clean. There was dried cum in most of the booths, and the adults supervising them made sure they didn't leave a trace. It took another forty-five minutes before the gym was satisfactorily clean. Many of the NAKED children, and even the older teens, were almost falling asleep where they stood by the time they were done. They were all glad to be gathered by their parents and taken outside, where it had stopped raining but was still chilly.

“Okay, we're going to go get pizza for dinner,” Diane told her five kids once they were in the car. “But we need to go home so you kids can clean up first. You're all pretty dirty from today.”

Diane's kids, like all kids, loved pizza. They weren't thrilled about going out for dinner while they were nude, but they figured it would at least be better than the afternoon had been. And they had been naked in front of the entire town for days, anyway.

The shower, which Diane and Ray supervised, of course, felt good for the tired, sweaty kids. They felt themselves revive a little bit under the water as they washed each other's bodies. Their mother and uncle made sure they did a complete job, with the girls stroking the length of their brothers' dicks with soapy hands, and the boys getting all the insides of their sisters' intimate parts. After twenty minutes, everyone was deemed clean, and they dried off to go to dinner.

As soon as the kids were dry enough, everyone got into the minivan. There were still towels on the seats, so the kids didn't have to be completely dry. The pizza place everyone liked was only a couple miles, so the rip was not long. Then once again the five children had to be completely nude in public. Even after the week they had gone through, and even the afternoon they had just had, they still hated having to go to public places. They knew, too, that there would be many young children in the restaurant, since it was favorite of families. While being naked around their peers was something they were almost getting used to, the younger kids had a lot less experience, and it was somehow more embarrassing.

Sure enough, as soon as they got inside, Diane's kids saw about two dozen children from kindergarten and first and second grade. Peter and Brandy recognized several of the children who had been in their sex ed class earlier. Chris and Sara, who had been in the demonstration for a second grade class, also recognized some of the kids. There were also six other NAKED kids in the restaurant, four boys and two girls.

All the kids were glad to get seated, so that at least their genitals could not be seen. Although many of the younger children were staring anyway. It made Diane's kids feel very self-conscious, even when they knew that many of the younger kids had already seen them naked. However, once their pizza arrived, they were able to mostly forget about it as they ate.

It was after everyone had finished eating that things got bad again. Several of the parents of the younger children had talked with the parents of the NAKED children. They had all agreed to a show of sorts, where the younger children could see and examine the differences that there were between genitals on different people and different ages. So the twelve NAKED kids, including the boy who had arrived after the Harris family, were all lined up together at one end of the restaurant. The boys all had to get their dicks, still sore and tired, to erection, while the girls were told to pull their labia apart so that the other kids could see everything.

For the next hour, the NAKED children were exposed, as twenty five, six and seven-year-olds looked at and felt their genitals, comparing the differences in the size and shape of the girls' labia, the different patterns in hair growth, the size differences if the boys' penises. None of the NAKED kids had an orgasm, the boys being too worn out, and barely able even to keep erections, the girls just not being stimulated enough by the immature fingers of their inspectors. But they all felt humiliated, especially as their parents, and the parents of the other kids, described their genitals in detail, told them to show certain parts better, told the girls to make their clits stand out more, or to spread their inner lips so that the kids could see their clits or urethras better, and talked about how small nine-year-old Abe's penis was compared to Arthur, who was also nine, but very well endowed.

The inspection ended with a plan to gather at the mall after school the next day, for a demonstration of orgasms to the young children. That would give the NAKED kids time to recover, and then the five, six, and seven-year-olds could observe how girls had orgasms, and how boys could have a dry cum or a wet one, and how some boys shot their cum farther than others.

Diane's five children were very glad to get back into the car and head home. They knew that they would all sleep very well that night.

(The End)