TJK4: The Jeffers Kids Nightmare Wednesday Athletics
(public nudity, spank, mast, oral, humil, nc, multiple FM/BGgb)
by Nialos Leaning

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"This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  It depicts preteen
and young teen children of both sexes being punished under a
new program involving public nudity, sexual humiliation, and
spanking.  If you are not of a legal age in your locality to
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"This story is pure fantasy, written for the enjoyment of
adults.  Behavior depicted in this story may in real life be
illegal or considered by society to be abusive, harmful,
unacceptable or undesirable.  The author neither advocates,
condones nor personally engages in any such behavior."

"This story, as is all fiction, is fantasy and not reality.
The author does recognize the difference between the two.
Please do understand that some of us, including the author,
enjoy such fantasy material."

"Compliments and constructive criticism are always welcome."

* * *

This story is inspired by the various "Naked in School"
stories that are periodically posted online and by the old
"Alternate Disciple Protocol" stories that were posted on
the Stripping and Humiliation board a few years ago.  The
Nudity Enhanced Punishment program, NUDEP, that is the
subject of this story uses some concepts from those stories,
but also incorporates many elements not found in those
programs to meet the community's desire for an effective
punishment mechanism. The characters, settings, situations
and overall plot of this story are all vastly different than
those of the NIS and ADP stories.
* * *

The Jeffers Kids Nightmare Wednesday Athletics
by Nialos Leaning

"Mom, I don't feel too good," complained ten year old
Jeffrey, naked as a day he was born.  

"Yeah, me too," added an equally naked thirteen year old
Jeremy.  "Maybe, we should stay home today."

"Please mom," begged the also naked eleven year old Jessica,
"I just can't go to school today."

"Me neither," said Jeffrey, accompanied by the murmured
concurrences of his siblings.

"Well then, I'll just check your temperatures with this,"
replied  their mother, holding up a baby thermometer.

"No mom, not that one," squeaked Jeffrey, not wanting the
indignity of having his temperature taken rectally.  Not on
top of all the embarrassment he and his siblings were
already going through this week.

"Yes, that one," said his mother.  "At the bus stop."

"No, you can't," protested Jeremy.

"Yes, I can," came the curt reply.  "If you're sick, you get
to stay home, but I add two days to your sentence.  If
you're lying, you go on the bus and get a special punishment
tonight, in public."

That was one mortification too many for Jeremy.  "Uh, that's
okay, mom," he spluttered, "I'm feeling a little better
now."

"Me, too," said the younger two Jeffers, almost in unison.

Mrs. Jeffers was well aware that her offspring were simply
trying to avoid the dreadful teasing that was likely to
befall them at school today.  Teasing stemming from the
public cock sucking and cunt lapping they had to do at the
mall yesterday with thirteen other kids.  On top of the
teasing they've already been enduring all week from being
naked, frequently spanked, and repeatedly forced to
masturbate.

All part of the Nudity Enhanced Punishment program the three
young Jeffers were undergoing this week for various
misdeeds.

"Glad to hear it," a smiling mother sarcastically answered
her sullen children.  "And, oh, since you all lied, you're
still getting that special punishment."  

"That's not fair," blurted out a crying Jeffrey, "we said
we'd go to school."

"Going to school or not has nothing to do with it," amswered
his mom.  "You lied about being sick, and that's why the
extra punishment."

"Still not fair," muttered Jeffrey. Fortunately, his mom
didn't hear this utterance.

"Speaking of school," Mrs. Jeffers added to her kids'
misery, "I think I'll walk you to the stop.  I wouldn't want
any of you to get any ideas about skipping school today."

The three youngsters exchanged surreptitious glances; last
night they had secretly discussed doing exactly that.  How
did moms always seem to know these things?

And so started the Jeffers siblings worse day yet in NUDEP,
the worse Wednesday of their young lives.

* * *

At the bus stop, the naked fourteen year old Danny DeMarco
joined his best friend, wrestling teammate, and fellow NUDEP
sufferer, Jeremy.  Of the two boys, Danny was the most
developed, with nice sized privates, a full bush of pubic
hair, and very much a shooter, producing adult like white
cum.  Jeremy was also a shooter, his white cum thinner than
Danny's.  While not little boy size, his boy parts were much
smaller than his friend's, topped by a small sparse patch of
hair.

"Man, I don't won't to go to school today," moaned Danny.
"Not after the mall last night."

"Me either," replied Jeremy.  "But she's making us," said
the younger teen," pointing at his mom, who was in deep
conversation with Danny's mother.

"Mine, too," confirmed Danny.

"This isn't going to be any fun," whined Jessica, "no fun at
all."  Jessica desperately wished for some clothes to cover
her barely noticeable small breast buds and her other than
for few strands at the top hairless pussy.

Danny's little sister, the naked nine year old Megan, joined
Jeffrey and his best friend, the also naked eleven year old
Brandon Cirillo.

"Man, wish we could get out of field day," lamented Brandon.

"Know what you mean," consoled Jeffrey.  "Both my parents
said they'll be there."

"Our's too," said Megan, blushing to be so publically
showing off her flat chest and hairless cunny.

"My dad can't make it, but my mom will," interjected ten
year old Bobby Branson as the naked boy joined his
schoolmates.  All three boys, Jeffrey, Brandon, and Bobby,
were still very much little boys; hairless, very small cocks
and balls, and dry cummers.  

Bobby's equally naked older brother, twelve year old Barry,
joined up with his fellow middle school NUDEP students,
Jeremy, Jessica and Danny.  Barry's hairless genitals were
just a little smaller then Jeremy's.  He was an almost
shooter, able to dribble a few clear drops onto the tip of
his dick.    

"Wish they weren't watching," Barry said, gesturing toward
the group of gathered parents.  "Then maybe we could sneak
off."

"Uh, uh," said Jeremy, "won't work.  My mom's already on to
that, that's why see's out here."

Now, all eight NUDEP participants from the Jeffers street,
Bayberry Circle, were at the school bus stop, outnumbering
the six clothed kids.  The Jeffers entry into the program on
Sunday had started a trend on their block, with more kids
seemingly added each day.  But today, for some reason, no
new privates were on public display.  Perhaps the example of
their naked friends and neighbors was succeeding in bringing
home the lesson of "behave or else."

As on the previous mornings, the eight naked kids had to
suffer the groping of their clothed cohorts.  As usual,
while waiting for their busses, all eight came at least
once, some twice, and a few of the younger ones three times.

But that was only the beginning of the absolutely worst day
of any of their lives.

* * *

School was horrible, as expected.  Endless rounds of
masturbation, cumming, spanking, and touching.  

All too soon for the naked elementary school students, lunch
was over and time for the short bus ride to the high school
stadium for field day.

"Parents, families, friends and students, welcome to field
day," Principal Saunders welcomed the assembled crowd.
"Now, let's meet today's competitors."

To the tune of John William's march from the "Superman"
movie, two hundred clothed and nine naked third to fifth
graders began parading  onto the field.

"Welcome please, Miss Corbin's third grade class," Mr.
Saunders introduced the first class.  "Now, Mr. Parker's
third graders."  The applause grew and grew as each of the
nine classes were introduced, ending with, "and now, Mrs.
Michael's fifth grade."  A fifth grade class not so proudly
led by two very naked boys, Brandon and his classmate, ten
year old Tommy Tomaselli.

"As you've noticed," the principal stated the obvious, "we
have nine NUDEP participants today.  Please give a big
welcome to Crystal Garlow."  To thunderous applause, the
naked eight year old was herded onto a platform set center
field.  At the mall yesterday, Crystal and her nine year old
brother Kevin, who was introduced next, had been put into
NUDEP by their mother.  After a spanking each, she had made
them take part in the ensuing cock sucking and cunt lapping
show.

In short order, the other seven naked youngsters were
presented.  Jeffrey, Brandon, Bobby, Tommy and Megan all
took their place on stage.  As did the two ten year old
girls, Leah and Monica, who had already been naked on the
bus last Monday morning when Jeffrey and Brandon boarded.

"These nine will be taking part in some special events, just
for them," Mr. Saunders informed one and all.  "Starting
with a spanking contest. Each will have a parent administer
a spanking for five minutes, reddest bottom is the winner.
Parents, come on down."

Soon, nine naked miscreants were draped over nine parental
laps, bare hands striking bare behinds.  Every thirty
seconds, Mr. Saunders announced the remaining time,"four
minutes to go, three minutes and thirty seconds left," and
so on.  At the "thirty seconds" announcement, spanking hands
struck already a bright red spanked bottoms with renewed
vigor.  Vigor that ratcheted up by a few notches the banshee
shrieks of the wildly crying and squirming owners of the
punished bare bottoms.  At "fifteen seconds" the pace picked
up even more, each parent finishing in a furious flurry of
very hard smacks as the principal counted down to "three,
two, one, stop!"

By popular acclaim, poor Jeffrey was judged to have the
reddest, sorest, hottest bottom, courtesy of his dad.  The
crying, hopping, dancing, rubbing  boy could hardly stay
still enough for his medal to be placed around his neck.  
Crystal's dad earned her second place, while her mom
garnered brother Kevin third place.      
     
The frantically crying and prancing children were ordered to
remain on the platform, masturbating themselves till their
next event.  In all, they continuously masturbated for
almost twenty minutes while several traditional field day
activities took place around them.  In accordance with NUDEP
rules, repeated cries of "I'm cumming" filled the air as
each of the nine naked kids came at least twice.  As usual,
hairless hair trigger Jeffrey led the pack with five
spectacular dry cums.  For once, Brandon didn't match his
buddy, only cumming four times, as did Kevin and Leah.  The
other three girls each came three times.  Bobby and Tommy
were the laggards, only cumming twice each.  

"Now for our nine bare buddies next event," Mr. Saunders
pronounced. For this event, the naked kids were divided into
three teams.  Quickly, the first team of Crystal, Megan and
Kevin were bound together by Mr. Saunders, assisted by Mrs.
Michaels.  The three youngsters were arranged shoulder to
shoulder in a tight triangle shape, facing outward.

"First, we tie this rope around your waist," said Mr.
Saunders, as he did exactly that to Kevin.  Quickly he had
Crystal and Megan similarly "belted."

"Now, to hook you together," continued their Principal,
securing each youngster to their teammate to the right by a
very short rope tied to their "belts."

"And now," Mr. Saunders gleefully informed the hapless trio,
"it gets interesting."  Starting with Kevin, he tied the end
of a long knotted heavy duty string to the front of the
boy's waist rope, just below his navel.

"Ouch, that hurts!" shouted Kevin as the knotted torture
device was next looped tightly around his helpless balls,
threaded up his ass crack, a knot firmly pressing against
his hole, and over the top of his waist rope, in line with
his crack.

"Good, that's the idea," replied Mr. Saunders.

From Kevin, the string was next applied to Megan, through
the top of her belt, firmly pressed into the slit of her
hairless pussy, a knot rubbing her clit, up her bottom
crack, with, like Kevin, a knot at her tiny asshole, and out
over the top of the waist rope.

"Ooh, ooh, take it off," begged Megan, "I can't stand it."

"Well, you'll have to, won't you," came the Principal's
reply.

Finally, Crystal was similarly mounted to the knotty terror,
with the end tied off onto Kevin's belt, next to the other
tied end of the soon to be extremely painful piece of twine.

At the same time, two other pairs of teachers were just as
quickly tethering Jeffrey, Bobby and Leah to each other, and
likewise binding the team of Brandon, Tommy and Monica.

"This is a twenty-five meter race," announced Mr. Saunders.
"On your mark, get set, go!"

The three teams lurched out of the starting box, all nine
youngsters screaming and hollering from the get go.  Kevin
and crew was the first to stumble, their shrieks attesting
to the pain caused by the cruel rope's pulling and rubbing
on their genitals and anuses.  Several teachers none too
gently helped them back up to their feet.  In all, they fell
three times, the other two teams twice each.  The going was
slow, the boys constantly afraid that too fast a pace or too
hard a fall would tear their little balls right off.

When Brandon's team triumphantly staggered across the finish
line, all nine contestants were in unbearable pain.  All the
boys were almost wishing their balls would be pulled off,
they were hurting so much.  The girls couldn't stand the
excruciating pain in their little clits and cunts, their
brightly red pussies rubbed raw.  With the extreme rawness,
soreness and redness of their cracks and assholes, all nine
couldn't even begin imagining anytime soon using the toilet
to take a dump.  Needless to say, the tears from the three
trios were copious, the screams earth shattering, the
torment never ending.    

Despite the most falls, Kevin, Crystal and Megan managed to
finish second.  Jeffrey, Bobby and Leah had deliberately
proceeded at the slowest rate, in the mistaken belief that
this would lessen their pain.  In actuality, they only
needlessly prolonged their suffering, self inflicting more
torture upon themselves.

After receiving their medals, the nine youngsters were
allowed a thirty minute rest till their next event.  In the
meantime, the regular field day happenings continued.  Just
as the audience was growing restless to see the naked nine
perform again, it was time.  This time a relay race.  A
relay race with a twist, each runner would have a tail
sticking out their butt hole.

All nine kids were bent over to have their holes well
lubricated by sometimes too eager fingers belonging to nine
teachers. The same three teams as for the bound race were
used. Two youngsters from each team were positioned at the
starting line, the other at the oppositive end of the
course.

"This will take some strategy," instructed Principal
Saunders, "the faster you insert and pull the banana from
your teammates, the faster you can finish the race.  But the
faster you put it out and take it out, the more it'll hurt.
And, just to keep you honest, the losing team gets a
spanking.  And now, ready, set, go!"

With that, amid screams of pain clearly heard above the roar
of the crowd, the first runners had their bananas quickly
shoved up their asses, hard.  As soon as the intruders
finished intruding their chutes, the runners waddled as fast
as they could to their teammates at the other end.  Upon
reaching their goal, their soon to run partner yanked the
brown streaked yellow banana out, eliciting new shouts of
pain.  Just as quickly, the just finished runner inserted
the painful piece of fruit into the new runner, who in turn
made their discomforted way to the start line.  The start
line where the whole process was repeated for the final leg.
When the final runner on a team reached the finish line,
they weren't finished until their rectum wrecker was roughly
removed by their waiting teammate.  

This time, Jeffrey, Bobby and Leah took first place,
followed by the team of Brandon, Tommy and Monica in second.
Almost immediately, the third place finishers of Kevin,
Crystal and Megan found themselves being soundly spanked, to
the amusement of the spectators.  Still red bottoms were
made even more red, more sore, more hot.  Fresh tears
streamed down red faces.  Red faces they were loudly
piteously crying.  Crying that merged into sobbing that
merged into continuous howls of disbelieving discomfort. As
soon as their spankings were over, the losing trio
entertained the crowd with a lively spirited but not so
merry dance of the spanked, rubbing hands furiously flying
over burning behinds.

After things calmed down, normal field day contests
continued.  After a while, Mr. Saunders announced the naked
nine's next event.  "For our next event, we were going to
have our bare bunch do a crab walk, pulling a weight along
by their genitals."

The look of distress on the nine kids faces were priceless,
and unmistakable. "Oh, no," Jeffrey told Brandon, "my balls
can't take that, they still hurt too much."

"Mine too," agreed his best buddy.

"But, judging from the look of their privates," continued
the principal, "I don't think they can handle that right
now."

"Good," said Jeffrey.

"Yeah, good," echoed Brandon.

"So, we have a different activity for them," explained Mr.
Saunders.  "Since I know they're anxious to be allowed
clothes again, they're be glad to know that this event will
let them cover up; swell, sort of, anyway."

"I don't believe it," said Bobby, "they're going to let us
not be naked."

"It has to be a trick," said Megan, no stranger herself to
tricks.

"We have some special body paint," advised Principal
Saunders, "that our naked nine will use to paint bathing
suits on each other."

"Knew there had to be a trick," Megan protested to no one in
particular.

"Yeah," agreed Bobby, "it's not fair."

"Anywhere a bathing suit covers is to be painted,"
instructed Mr. Saunders.  "That includes privates and
between butt cheeks."

"We're going to look ridiculous," Jeffrey complained to
Brandon.

"I know," he replied.

"This paint has some special chemicals mixed in," the
principal continued advising.  "Once applied, it'll leave
that person aroused for a long time.  Boys, that means your
dicks are going to be pointing straight up for the next
twelve to twenty-four hours. And girls, your nipples and
clits are going to be pointing out for just as long."

"Told you it wasn't fair," Bobby vehemently voiced his
frustration.

"And one more thing," Mr. Saunders finally finished, "about
fifteen minutes after being put on, until washed off, the
paint burns and itches like crazy.  Just so they can get the
full effect, our little nudies are to keep the paint on for
at least four hours."

"Fuck!" flew out of Tommy's mouth before he could help
himself.  Quickly he looked around, making sure none of the
adults heard him.  He didn't need to be in any more trouble,
it was that very word that had gotten him in trouble in the
first place, when he'd called his teacher a "fucking
asshole."

Again working in their teams of three, the bare kids busily
set to work painting bathing suits on each other.  Phantom
bathing suits that didn't cover anything; if anything they
only called more attention to areas the nine youngsters
didn't want to have attention called to.  Within each trio,
two kids would work on the third, switching off as each was
finished being colorfully decorated.  Somehow, the painted
kids felt even more exposed, more naked, more conspicuous
than before.

As advertised, it didn't take long before little dicks were
indeed pointing skyward, female nipples erect, little clits
clearly poking out from between pussy lips.  To the kids
dismay, this arousal was accompanied by an unrelenting urge
to relieve themselves, an urge that kept growing stronger
and stronger.

After about ten minutes, the paint dried.  "Go ahead," the
principal granted permission, "you can jerk off all you
want."

Despite their embarrassment, the unnaturally horny kids
needed no further invitation.  Hands furiously, desperately,
went to work on little privates.  All had strong, violently
vocal cums within three minutes.  Cums, which to their
dismay, did nothing to relieve their horniness.  A horniness
that they would soon discover would not abate, no matter how
often they came, until their arousal subsided many hours
hence.

Around the time they shouted out their second cums, a new
distress set in.  The burning and itching started.  Enough
to be maddingly irritating and annoying, but not intense
enough to be unbearable.  Now the group of nine naked
gyrating preteens were torn between rubbing genitals
ruthlessly demanding attention, and scratching anywhere and
everywhere to relieve the itch and burn.

Up in the stands, Mr. Jeffers asked Mrs. Jeffers, "think we
should let him wash it off before our trip tonight?"

"I don't know," said mother Jeffers, "it'll sure look good
for the cameras."

"You're right," replied father Jeffers, "but I don't know.
That might be too cruel and unusual, to keep it on him that
long.  Besides, even with it off, he'll still have that
boner till sometime tomorrow."

"I'll ask Mrs. Cirillo what she thinks," said Mrs. Jeffers,
referring to Brandon's mother.  "And also Mrs. DeMarco and
Mrs. Branson," remembering to include Megan's and Bobby's
moms.

A few minutes later she reported back, "we all agree, the
paint stays on till we get back from the game."

"You ladies are nasty," said Mr. Jeffers.

"No we're not," Mrs. Jeffers retorted to her husband, "we're
just very mad mommies."

"Well, you can add one furious father to that," he
concurred.  "I agree, keep the paint on."

* * *

Over at the middle school, twelve year old Susan from the
seventh grade had been added to the naked brigade.

"Listen up," Principal Markey instructed his naked students.
"Today, each of you are going to take part in several sex
education classes."

"Oh, no," moaned Jessica.

"Doing what?" asked a fearful Danny.

"As live models," replied Mr. Markey.  "Danny, you're paired
with Karen," he said, indicating the thirteen year old girl.
"Jeremy, you're partnering with Susan.  And Barry, you and
Jessica are the third pair."

All day, the pairs gave demonstrations to each gym class.
The three pairs rotated, with two pairs working each class.

"Man, I'll puke if I have to suck Barry's cock one more
time," complained Jessica to her brother Jeremy during
lunch.

"Yeah, tell me about it," her older brother responded.
"Licking Susan's pussy was neat at first, but now it's just
disgusting."

"Well, it would help if they're let us clean up between
classes."

"Know what you mean," agreed Jeremy, "I'm caked with cum."

"Which I'm sure is no fun for Susan when she sucks you,"
stated Jessica.  

"Or me, my dick's already so sore."

"Like my pussy," agreed little sister.

Walking up to join his best friend, Danny commented, "Man,
I'm sure glad they didn't make us fuck."

"Me, too," said Jeremy, "that would be even more
embarrassing than the other stuff we have to do."

"Yuck, yeah," chimed in Jessica.

And so the day went for the six naked middle school
miscreants, masturbating, sucking, licking, and lapping in
front of one gym class after another.


The end of the school day didn't end Jeremy's and Danny's
problems.  Head Coach Hines had a surprise for the two nude
wrestlers.

"Get on in there," snapped Assistant Coach Merriman,
smacking the bare bottoms of the two small naked boys
walking in front of them.

"What did they do?" asked the team captain.

"These two," said the assistant coach, indicating the team's
now naked seventy and seventy-five pounders, "decided that
being on the team meant they were big shots not needing to
do their homework."

"Jeopardizing their grades," added Coach Hines, "and their
eligibility to stay on the team."
                                           
"Fortunately," continued Coach Merriman, "Principal Markey
and their teachers decided to let them make up the work.
They have to stay in NUDEP until all caught up, or seven
days, whatever's longer."

"You mean like their dicks?" joked one jokester, pointing to
the two boys penises, both pointing skyward.  Ronnie, the
seventy pound eleven year old, was hairless and still
obviously pre-pubertal.  The slightly heavier boy, twelve
year old Jonathan, was also hairless, but with genitals
slightly bigger than Jeremy's.

"Well, we have plans for those boners," said the head coach.
"And these two," he added, pointing to Danny and Jeremy,
both of whom were for the countless time that day again
sporting their very own very stiff cocks.

"We've been informed," said Coach Merriman, "that Seven
Mills has two NUDEP kids on their team.  Ronnie's opponent,
and Jeremy's."

"We think," said Coach Hines, "that they're going to try to
break our naked wrestlers concentration by trying to make
them cum."

"So for the rest of the week," instructed the assistant
coach, "you four are going to practice moves to make each
other cum."

"By Saturday's match," said Coach Hines, "I expect you to be
able to repeatedly cum without losing control of your
opponent."

"And," added Coach Merriman, "to make them cum, naked or in
uniform."

"But, we have to keep it within the rules, of course," said
Mr. Markey, who had walked into the room to observe.  

By the end of practice, all four boys were a sticky mess.
Jeremy and Danny, matched up with each other, had each cum
four times.  Danny's last, and Jeremy's last two, were dry
and painful.  But somehow, while cumming for the fourth
time, Jeremy had managed to pin the also cumming Danny.

The two smaller boys, came considerably more than the
teenagers.  Ronnie was having one dry cum after another,
making it hard for him to "concentrate" on Jonathan, who
pinned him four times in fifteen minutes.  On two of those
pins, Jonathan was cumming himself, shooting almost clear
gobs a short distance, smearing on both him and Ronnie.  But
gradually, Ronnie improved to the point that near the end of
practice, he, like Jeremy, managed to pin his opponent while
both were cumming.  When it was all over, Ronnie had dry cum
too many times to count, Jonathan seven times, all wet.

"Okay, go shower up," said Coach Hines at the end of
practice. "Except for you four," he clarified, pointing to
his naked wrestlers, "you go home just as you are, as a
reminder of what you have to do to win Saturday."

* * *

The Jeffers kids weren't home long before they learned what
their special punishment would be.

"We're going to the tonight's game," said their father.

"And, you're the guests of honor," said their mother.
"Along with the other naked kids from the block."

"No, please," begged a distraught Jeremy.  "The chief said
the arena would be packed, and the game on TV."  Indeed,
yesterday at the mall, the chief of police had said exactly
that, threatening any kid on the stage not following orders
with being made to "perform" during the game.

"I don't want to be on TV," protested Jeffrey. "Especially
not like this," he added, pointing to his still bathing suit
painted body.  His horny little dick was sticking up almost
flat against his belly, thanks to the chemicals in the
paint.  A horny little dick that demanded immediate relief,
but was now too sore for him to even began thinking about
touching.  Fortunately, the itching from the paint had
subsided considerably, but not completely.

"That's exactly how you're going," said his father, "the
television people like color on people."

"I can't wait to see the Bayberry Bare Bunch making their
televison debut tonight," Mrs Jeffers rubbed it in.

In the car on the way to the arena, Jeffrey couldn't any
longer resist his insistent prick, he was going crazy with
his never ending need to cum.   He tentatively brought
fingers to dick, immediately wincing at the pain.  Tears
starting down his face, he resolutely started rubbing.

"I wouldn't do that right now if I were you," said his mom.
"You're only going to make your little friend sorer for your
big show tonight."

"I can't help it," cried Jeffrey, "I have to cum, now!" A
few seconds later he was screaming "I'm cumming, I'm
cumming" as an intense dry orgasm overtook him.  As with all
his cums since being painted, his "little friend" stayed
hard, his horniness immediately returning.  With supreme
effort, he resisted the strong urge to immediately
masturbate again, his dick now sorer than ever.

Near the arena entrance, the Jeffers met up with the other
NUDEP families from their street, the Branson, Cirillo, and
Demarco families.  Like Jeffrey, the naked Brandon, Bobby
and Megan were still wearing their "bathing suits."  Also
like Jeffrey, Brandon and Bobby sported bouncing boners
taping against their stomachs in sync with their every step
up the steps to the entrance.  Megan's aroused little clit
was more than peeking out from her pussy lips, very
prominently noticeable to any who cared to notice.

The middle school bares weren't doing much better, other
than not being painted.  Notwithstanding their
embarrassment, all three red faced boys, Jeremy, Danny, and
Barry had wagging in the air stiff dicks every bit as hard
as the younger boys.  To Jeremy's consternation, several
drops of pre-cum coated his cockhead, with a thin glistering
string hanging down from the tip.  Jessica's clit has
sticking out almost as much as Megan's, her nipples not so
proudly erect on her little breasts.

The "guests of honor" and accompanying family members were
seated court side, where the cameras were certain to catch
frequent glances of the eight miserable naked misbehavers.

"Ladies and gentlemen," intoned the announcer, "tonight we
have some special guests court side.  Please welcome from
Bayberry Circle in Willow Run, the Bayberry Bare Bunch."
Applause and cheers resounded throughout the sold out arena,
as, prodded by their parents, the naked still red faced and
still aroused youngsters rose to acknowledge the crowd.

To his horror, Jeffrey noticed that one by one, each naked
kid's image, aroused genitals and all, was displayed on the
huge video screens placed around the building.  Worse, name
and age was also being shown, like they were some big sports
star.  Jeffrey knew enough to know from watching games at
home that what was on the screens was also being shown on
television.  Than horror of horrors, it was his picture up
there, complete with twitching boner and painted bathing
suit.  This was too much for the boy, who TV star or not,
burst into tears, instinctively clutching his sore genitals,
setting off an immediate intense orgasm, all caught on
camera.  Jeffrey was blushing so brightly red, from top of
his head to his chest, that Brandon standing next to him
could feel the heat emanating off his best friend's body.
All too long for Jeffrey, all too soon for his best buddy,
the camera finally moved on to Brandon.

"At half time," the announcer advised, "As part of their
punishment in the NUDEP program, our guests will be putting
on a very special show just for you and our television
audience."              

All three Jeffers, as did the other kids, loved watching
basketball, and the college team.  But not tonight, the
dread and anticipation of halftime being too much to allow
for any enjoyment.

The horn sounded, ending the half.  "Our show begins in
eight minutes," informed Mr. Announcer.  Fans hurried to the
restrooms and concession stands, scurrying to be back in
their seats for the soon to commence entertainment.  The
television broadcast ran five straight minutes of
commercials, so as not to have to interrupt showing the
naked youngsters upcoming cumming performance.

The next eight minutes, while all was made ready, was the
fastest eight minutes of all eight kids lives.  Before they
knew what was happening, they were called center court,
standing on mats that had been placed on the floor.  Mats
with eight chairs on them, arranged in a circle.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen, in a repeat performance of
their highly acclaimed show yesterday at Willow Run Mall,
the Bayberry Bare Bunch."

As applause and cheers rained down, the bare bunch's
parents, paddles in hand, sat on the mat seats.  Quickly,
eight bare bottoms topped eight pairs of parental laps,
paddle spank after paddle spank raining down on  naughty
behinds.  The crying was loud, loud enough to be heard over
the cheering crowd.  The kicking was furious, furious enough
to create enough wind to cool anyone nearby, other than the
nearby spanked scorched bottoms.  The spankings were hard,
hard enough to turn each bare bottom redder than red,
almost, but not quite purple.  For eight minutes it went on,
harder and harder, the parents spurred on by the cheering
crowds chant of "harder, harder!"

Finally, the bottom blistering ceased; six bare boys and two
bare girls dancing frenziedly about, hands working jet speed
on very hot, very painful, very crimson behinds.  But not
for long.

"And now," cheerfully announced the cheerful announcer, "the
grand finale!"

Soon four pairs of kids found themselves in sixty-nine
position.  Jeremy was matched with Danny, Barry with
Brandon, Jeffrey with Bobby, and Jessica with Megan.

"Start sucking!" shouted the announcer.  The crowd response
was deafening, as reluctant mouths contacted reluctant dicks
and pussies.  All four elementary students writhed and
moaned in pain as their over stimulated sore painted
genitals were again stimulated.  Pain that fought, merged,
and obscured the minimal pleasure from their non-stop
orgasms, orgasms without relent or respite that soon turned
painful, as they endured the longest eight minutes of their
short lives.

The middle school contingent had their share of impressive
cums, not letting the younger kids have all the spotlight.
Danny and Jeremy each came three times, white cum running
down each other's faces.  Barry dribbled four times into
Brandon's mouth, some of his clear fluid dripping down onto
the younger boys chin.  Jessica, not to be outdone by her
middle school boy classmates, came four spectacular times.
When the horn sounded, to thunderous applause, all eight
bare brats were exhausted, barely able to stand on weak
knees to take their not so willing bows.        

The second half was a blur for the Bayberry Bare Bunch,
faces red the whole time, faces with frequently streaking
tears.  Despite the pain, the middle school group soon were
again showing aroused genitals, genitals they didn't dare
touch for fear of the pain.  The elementary kids extremely
hurting privates never lost their arousals, arousals that
stridently demanded immediate relief, relief impossible to
give without enduring unendurable pain, pain that the
suffering sniveling youngsters just couldn't bear to inflict
upon themselves.

* * *

"Man, nothing can be worse than today," said Jeffrey to his
siblings as they prepared for bed.

"Don't count on it," said wiser big brother Jeremy.  "Every
day, they seem to find a way to make it worse than the day
before."

"I can't take any more of this," cried Jessica.

"Well, we'll just have to, till next Sunday," replied
Jeremy, "we have no choice."

With that realization, all three broke into tears for the
umpteen time that day and that week.

And so ended their worst day yet, day four, of the Jeffers
kids absolutely miserable time in the nightmare hell of
NUDEP.