Twin Trouble Part 1

by Verity

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Copyright 2004 by Verity, all rights reserved.

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Twin Trouble Part 1

Elder Jabez Stoolmaker shook his head sadly. He looked again at the document in front of him again, then said, "This is one of the worst cases of unacceptable behavior which has come before us in the recent past. Fighting, untidiness, disobedience and, worse, taking the name of the Lord in vain "

"But, Elder "

Jabez held a hand up. "Enough. You have had your say. Now I will have mine."

He looked in silence for a moment at the two youngsters standing in front of the long wooden table. They were a good-looking pair, dressed in the traditional clothes of their community. The boy, with neatly combed blond hair, wore a buckled brown suit, brown long trousers, and carried a broad-brimmed hat, clutched in front of him. The girl, who looked remarkably like him, was in white bonnet, long brown dress, and white pinafore.

On either side of Elder Jabez sat the other members of the Community Council, and beside the boy and girl who were twins - stood their mother, who had reported them.

Elder Jabez carefully opened an old leather-bound book. "How old are you now?" he asked.

"Thirteen."

"Very well. You know, do you not, that we are gradually going back to the roots of our community, and are reviving our traditional standards of behavior, also our traditional means of dealing with behavior which falls short of these standards. We have decided that in this case we will apply Section 7, in the volume which applies to community members aged under 16. Listen carefully..

"At church next Sunday you will stand before the congregation and confess your misdeeds, ask their forgiveness, and also ask for their help in avoiding such sins in the future. Understood so far?"

The two children, Charity and Paul Flaxmiller, nodded, looking a little relieved. It didn't sound so bad.

Jabez went on. "When you stand to confess, in order to emphasise your shame, you will both be completely naked, including being barefoot, and furthermore you will remain totally naked all week."

The expression of dismay on the two children's faces was almost comical. Their mouths fell open, they gasped in unison "NO!" Even their mother looked taken aback.

"It is the law," said the Elder. "You may read it if you wish."

"Oh, please don't have us bare in front of everyone!" pleaded Charity, red-faced. "I would die of shame, really I would."

"Nobody ain't died of shame yet," said Sister Martha Goodbody, the Sunday School Superintendent, and another member of the Council.

"Is this really necessary?" faltered their mother, Faith Flaxmiller. "They would be really terribly embarassed, I know they would."

"Then the punishment will be all the more effective," said Jabez evenly. "Let me go on, please."

He addressed the children again, both by now starting to cry as they realised what was in front of them. "Again according to the Law, you will both be soundly and publicly punished on your naked bottoms after your confession, and again as many times as necessary during the week."

The youngsters' tears turned to loud sobbing. "NO!" they pleaded in unison.

"Note, however, that as this is your first time on Section 7, punishment is be given only with the palm of the hand, the child being placed across the lap of the punisher." The Elder allowed himself a faint smile. "A good traditional over-the-knee spanking, in other words." He turned to the children's mother. "If we provide a good stout wooden chair for you to sit on, can you manage that?"

"Oh, I believe I can, Elder Jabez," said Faith Flaxmiller, who appeared to be warming to the plan somewhat. "It's sure been a long time, though, since either of these kids has been bare-bottom over my knee."

"That's precisely the trouble, Sister Flaxmiller," said Martha Goodbody crisply.

Jabez addressed the culprits again. "The rule continues that the punishment must continue until the child sheds many tears of repentance. In other words, Charity and Paul, you will both be spanked until you cry."

"Cry A LOT," said Martha helpfully.

"Have you any questions?" asked Jabez.

The two 13-year-olds, bursting into renewed tears, begged, pleaded and beseeched to have any other punishment - ANY other - but this sentence of public nudity, but Elder Jabez shook his head. He was basically a kindly man, and believed he was doing what was best for the two erring youngsters.

"I know it will be hard for you both," he said, "But if it wasn't, it wouldn't be a punishment, would it? No, it's necessary that you have this disgrace to bring you to a sense of what is right and obedient behavior also to give a warning to other children of our Community minded to depart from the True Way."

The Board decided that the pair should be stripped nude there and then, and Elder Jabez told Faith Flaxmiller that all their clothes would be kept by the Board and returned later. Children can be very persuasive, he said, and keeping the clothes would prevent any possibility that Faith would be prevailed upon to give the children any to wear during the trip home.

Faith agreed, then enlisted the willing assistance of Martha Goodbody and called Paul across first. Sobbing with mortification, tears beginning to pour down his face, the 13-year-old was very soon stripped totally, and in a moment or two stood nude, howling and scarlet-faced in front of his mother, sister, and the Board of Elders. A slim and handsome youngster, with clear and smooth skin, he presented a striking appearance, completely naked in the middle of the long wooden hut where the Council meeting were held and in the midst of the soberly-dressed adults. His mother, seeing Paul nude for the first time in some years, looked at him with interest and, perhaps, a little admiration. He was perfectly developed for his age; he had just a tiny wisp of pubic hair in front, and when he was made to turn round so that everyone could see him, he presented a neat pair of pale boyish rear cheeks which Sister Martha, for one, considered would be quite a perfect bottom for spanking! His bottom-skin was still childish and tender, and Martha knew that he would really feel these smacks. She cast a glance at Sister Flaxmiller's large and toil-hardened hand.. "Yep - won't he just be screaming while his mom's tending to him," thought Martha. She wasn't going to miss Sunday church for anything!

Soon, Charity too was quickly stripped nude by Martha and Faith. She shared her brother's clear skin, slim legs and waist but it was the delightful swell of adolescent hips and buttocks that drew admiring glances from around the Board. In particular, the way that Charity's delicate rear cheeks quivered slightly as she walked back towards Faith Flaxmiller caught the eye of Sister Martha. As with Paul, it seemed to her a crying shame that such a cheeky bottom, one so perfectly designed for spanking, had remained un-spanked for so long.

Back at the table, she remarked to her neighbour, "Just 'ee look, Brother, the Good Lord done given kids such nice round places for a special purpose, it's a mortal sin when His Will is not done!"

"Amen!" agreed Elder Nuggetpicker.

Elder Jabez added a final word. When the two children had first been nude, their hands had rushed to cover themselves, and they had been sharply told to keep their hands by their sides. There was a paragraph in the provisions, said Elder Jabez, that, should anyone report seeing the culprits trying to cover any part of themselves in any way whatever, their Section 7 punishment would be extended for a further week, and they would also be given a severe public spanking with the bristle side of a hairbrush. Well, they would be careful to avoid that!

Outside the wooden meeting-house, the word had spread about the first Section 7 punishment, and a few neighbors watched with amusement as Faith Flaxmiller walked the walked the two nude and sobbing thirteen-year-olds back to their house on the edge of the village.

"Well, these two sure got their comeuppance," grinned Merity Everspinning, a neighbor who had suffered in the past from the twins' cheek and misbehavior.

"And not before time, Neighbour Merity," said Faith.

"Well, I'm sure glad to see them two naughty bottoms bare ready for spankin', thank the Lord!" Merity called after them. "Ain't you just gonna be happy to do that, Neighbor Flaxmiller!"

"Sure am praise the Lord!"

Merity and other bystanders grinned to see that, at the mention of the coming spanking the two youngsters' bottoms clenched as if in anticipation not to mention that the sobs of the naughty pair increased considerably in volume!

The evening that followed was very difficult for both children, as it was hard for the two 13-year-olds to be nude even in front of their parents. And Faith increased their embarrassment still more by giving them both a thorough bath inviting Sister Hope from next door to come in to watch and chat as she did so.



Now just stop your complainin'" said Faith sharply, "You both gonna be bare's two eggs all week, for the whole town to see, so you better just get accustomed to it!"

But Sunday School which preceded church on the following morning was much, much more embarassing for both children. Martha Goodbody, the Superintendent, made the two young nudes stand together right in front of the class and launched into a long lecture about the shame that disobedient children brought upon themselves, and finishing, "..and y'all can come as close as you like and have just as good a look as you like!"

"C'n we touch them?" asked one youngster daringly.

"NO!" pleaded both twins in unison, but they were sharply shushed by Martha. She said the class, "Course you can touch them. They are in punishment, y'all can do what you like to them!"

The class needed no further encouragement. At one side of the room, an eager group, made up mostly of fascinated girls, crowded around the nude and furiously blushing Paul. None had previously seen a boy of thirteen nude. They stroked, lifted, tickled his willy and nuts and

perhaps motivated by a natural girlish instinct, smacked and slapped his bare botty-cheeks.

"Ow, ow OW!"

"Let's make him cry!" said one of the girls.

"Hey, let's give him a PROPER spanking!" said 14-year-old Mercy Goodchild, who had often suffered in the past from Paul's teasing.

"NO!!!"

"Yes YES!" chorused the girls, and struggling and crying Paul was very quickly turned tummy-down over Mercy's lap and, while others held the nude boy's hands, Mercy's eager palm began to land repeatedly all over young Paul's madly twisting and bouncing bottom-cheeks.

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!

"This is for pulling my hair in class last week!" said Mercy breathlessly.

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"And this is for hitting me with your catapult Friday!"

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!

"See him kick! enthused 12-year-old Purity Stonecutter, as Paul's long bare legs frantically pedalled the air.

"Hear him bawl!" exulted 13-year-old Exaltation Peddling.

"Ain't enough. Gettim screamin!" encouraged Sanctified Corngrinder, also aged 13. "My Mom, she always has my brother screamin' when she gives it him on the bare!"

"And mine and mine!" the others chimed in.

Mercy redoubled her efforts enthusiastically helped by contributions from other girlish palms, and soon poor Paul was indeed hitting top C - and fortissimo - as the burning of his bottom became almost intolerable. This to the girls' very great satisfaction! But finally Sister Goodbody intervened. "Okay, guess you better leave some skin on that rear end for Sister Flaxmiller to tend to in Church!"

Paul was ordered to stand with his face to the wall, but firmly told to keep his hands on his head and not on any account to rub his scorching bot-skin. "But you kin dance," said Sister Martha, and Paul certainly availed himself of that permission, bouncing madly from one foot to another, twisting that way and that as if to throw off the burning from his red-hot rear.

At the other side of the room, poor Charity was faring very little better. This time it was mainly fascinated boys who crowded round, touching, tickling, poking and stroking.

Twelve-year-old Esau Blameless, who had in the past repeatedly endured Charity's "airs and graces", thoroughly enjoyed repeatedly slapping the nude teenager's quivering botty-cheeks, while in front Charity's unfortunate 13-year-old cunt juddered even more, as it was stroked and explored by a small forest of eager fingers.

"Hey, let's make her come!" said 14-year-old Abel Brakemaker, who considered himself an expert on such matters.

"Kin GIRLS come?" asked Esau Blameless boy doubtfully.

"Course they kin, dumbo. Just watch!"

"Oh, don't let them, Sister Goodbody!" wailed the mortified Charity. She pushed Abel's hand away. Furiously, Martha Goodbody grabbed the nude girl. "How DARE you try and prevent your punishment! I'll SHOW you, Missy!"

And almost before Charity knew, she had been turned bottom-up over Sister Martha's bony knees, and for the next minute or so Sister put all her energy into delivering a hard, thorough-going bare-bottom spanking to the unfortunate teenager's frantic rear and what a show that was for the other Sunday School children, as poor Charity's nude gymnastics over Sister's knee grew increasingly hysterical. The 13-year-old twisted, writhed, kicked, plunged, as her round and madly joggling bottom-cheeks gradually turned scarlet all over under Sister's furious palm.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!

Finally, Sister Martha spun the bare teenager over on her back and, to drive the lesson home, delivered several hard cunt-smacks before finally allowing her up.

"Now!" said Sister Martha breathlessly to the class, holding the howling youngster by her arm. "Y'all come round here again, and I'll show you just what to do "

And then perhaps it was the effect of the spanking, especially with the extra smacks in front, or the vigorous work of several eager fingers, but as the nude 13-year-old felt her climax rapidly approaching, suddenly and despite herself she lost all restraint, and gave herself up to total ecstasy. Shriek after shriek rang round the schoolroom as the bare young teenager, by now spreadeagled on the carpet, spasmed repeatedly from the ends of her fingers to the tips of her toes, thrashing all four limbs unrestrainedly.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAH!!"

But this time the cries were of unrestrained delight

Soon even the busiest hands became tired, and the attention of Sister Martha was turned back to Paul, still red-bottomed and sobbing with his face in the corner. "Turn round," she snapped, "Let's all see you cryin'. Now, class, get a good look at a real naughty boy!"

He turned, mortified, and Sister Martha gasped. "Well, I never did! Hard as a rock, how DARE you???"

One of girls giggled, "Looks like he really enjoyed his spankin'!"

"I- I can't help it, Sister," sobbed the unfortunate young boy, covered with shame.

"Well, I ain't got time to argey right now," said Martha crisply. She glanced round the group of girls, and her eye fell on 15-year-old Innocent Piebaker. "Here you, girl, you got real strong hands you do this Real fast.

"And you two, you do this

"And Purity and Exaltation, you both do this Just as hard as ever you can "

And the nude 13-year-old boy was soon screaming at the top of his voice again, but this time as with Charity - because he was very quickly swept with mounting waves of ecstasy. As with Charity too, the effect of the spanking and the work of several enthusiastic hands combined to swamp completely all restraint and embarrassment as his climax approached. In contract to Charity, though, young Paul was given his climax standing or more accurately, dancing, as, shrieking like a banshee, he performed a spectacular nude fandango, his bare feet hammering vigorously on the schoolroom carpet, harder, harder, faster, faster

"Yes, yes, YES! I'm coming, I'M COMING, I'M COMING! DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!"

Thrilled, Innocent watched the small spurts into her hand and then, triumphantly, she held up a distinctly sticky palm.

"Okay, you done well," Sister Martha commended them. "Now, y'all just get your Bibles, it's time for Church."

"Hey, Miss, Paul still gotta little cum on his willy," said Purity Stonecutter, peering closely.

"Can't help that," said Martha. "Just leave it there. Maybe now everyone's gonna see what kinda boy he is. Now y'all come along."

Martha was well pleased. There had been some great Sunday School lessons, and some great songs, but never like today. And there would be even sweeter songs in church, when Faith Flaxmiller got going on these already scarlet bottoms!

"Halleluiah!" breathed Martha Goodbody.