Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline (NAKED) 01

Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline (NAKED): The Experiment Begins

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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Diane Harris had heard good things about the nudity punishment programs going into place around the country. She liked the methods described, she liked the results she was hearing about, and she thought the ideas were perfect for her own kids. She was at her wits end with their talking back from all five of them, refusal to do chores from all of them, the two oldest, Chris and Sara violating curfew, and acting up in school, which was started by the two oldest, but imitated, as with all bad behavior, by the three youngest. Grounding them hadn’t been working, and spankings alone did not seem to make any difference. It was time for drastic measures. Her only worry was getting the rest of the town to agree.

But the people in Palms Lake did not take convincing. The first time Diane brought it up at a city council meeting, dozens of parents and community leaders immediately loved the idea. The few dissenters were voted down, and agreed to go with the majority opinion. Meetings were scheduled to work out the details. It took two weeks of twice a week meetings to work out the entire program, and then thirteen families immediately signed their children up.

The city council, in consultation with state authorities, wrote the necessary laws to allow the program as the meetings were held, and the law was signed the same day the program was finalized.

The NAKED program was set up with seven different levels of punishment. In Level One, children had to be naked at all times, in public or private. Level Two required full time nudity, plus the children could be fondled and touched, anywhere on their bodies, by anyone under sixteen, and by any adult in a position of authority, such as parents and teachers. The children could also be handled by adults who were given permission by the child’s parents. Level Three added the requirement that children masturbate to orgasm whenever told to. The demand to masturbate could come from parents, teachers, other children not in the program, or in fact from anyone. Level Four added that children got no privacy for bathing or going to the bathroom. The schools in Palms Lake each set aside a small portion of the grounds for use as a bathroom, while parents could decide how to handle the issue at home. Children in Level Five, in addition to the previous punishments, were also subject to spankings with a hand whenever a parent, teacher, or other authority figure felt it was justified, while Level Six allowed chastising with paddles or straps. Finally, Level Seven meant that, along with everything else, the children could be fondled by any adult, even without parental permission or presence.

Parents could also add any conditions they wanted, such as a Level One being subject to spankings and lack of privacy, or they could remove certain conditions, such as Level Seven, but spankings must be done only with hands or paddles. Any rule could be implemented or forbidden by a parent at their discretion. But the town felt the seven levels were a good framework.

Diane put her children in Level Five NAKED, or Naked and Abashed Kids for Enhanced Discipline and picked up five pairs of green sandals with a large 5 on them, one pair for each of her children, on her way out of the final meeting on Thursday.

None of the city’s children were happy when they learned about the program at a long assembly at each school on Friday. Of course, none of them thought their own parents would let them be in such a program, let alone put them in it themselves.

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Sunday was the first official day of the program. It was at the parents’ discretion to tell their children if they were putting them in the program, and when and how to do it. Parents were also advised to tell their kids age eight or older that teachers and other authority figures had the right, based on behavior, to put them into NAKED up to Level Four. Diane chose Sunday morning right after breakfast. It worked out even better than expected when thirteen year old Sara made a fuss about having to clear the table and rinse the dishes, while her twin brother Chris complained about emptying the dishwasher to put the breakfast dishes in.

“You know, this is exactly why I am putting you kids in a week of NAKED!” Diane shouted as Chris grumbled. She had planned to tell them a little more gently after the clean-up, but she was just fed up.

“What? You can’t,” Sara immediately said. Her remark was almost crowned out by eleven year old twins Peter and Brandy shouting, “Fuck no.”

“Yes, I can do that, Sara. Your behavior for the last few months has been awful, and this is what you get. And you two,” she said, turning to the eleven year olds, “will get another week for every cuss word I hear come out your mouths from here on out. Now, all five of you have two more hours until the program starts, so get used to the idea.”

“I’m in it, too?” Megan whined, a look of near horror on her face. “Why?”

“Because you have been almost as bad as your brothers and sisters,” Diane told her nine year old. “Maybe this will teach you to think about how your behavior will affect you before you follow other people. Eleven o’clock, you five will report to the living room naked for spankings and further instructions. Any more objections, or cussing, will only get you more time in NAKED. And if I hear too much complaining or whining, I will put all of you in Level Seven instead of Level Five.” Having heard about the different levels on Friday, all five children cringed at the idea of Level Six with its paddles and leather straps, let alone seven.

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At ten thirty all the kids were in their rooms, dreading the time they would have to march into the living room. None of them had any doubt their mother was serious, and none of them were about to argue, as much as they wanted to. They did not want to anger their mother more. Only Chris wondered how Diane was going to handle disciplining all five of them by herself, but he was not about to say anything to his siblings. Of course, he didn’t know that their uncle Ray had arrived ten minutes earlier, to stay a week (or more) and help Diane with them. Or that Ray had brought a king sized bed for the kids to share in the guest room. Or that Ray had already taken the door off the bathroom in the hall. Or that he had padlocks to put on their doors while they were in NAKED, so that they would not be able to even get to their clothes or anything else in their rooms. Ray had helped Diane plan the entire thing to take away all privacy.

“You have two minutes to get out here. If I have to wait for any of you, the spankings will be longer,” the kids heard their mother call. Peter jumped off his top bunk immediately (he hadn’t been watching the clock closely) and bumped into Brandy as she shot up off the bottom bunk. Both of them started to strip. They had always shared a room, so they were used to being naked in front of each other, at least a little.

Chris and Sara, on the other hand, had spent the last two years taking turns changing clothes in their room, so they were both quite embarrassed. But knowing they better not delay, they both jumped up, turned their backs to each other, and began taking off their clothes.

Megan was the only child with her own room. She did not have a problem getting undressed by herself, but she dreaded walking out of her room. She could not remember the last time she had been seen naked by anyone other than the doctor (and her last checkup had been six months before, and even then she had only been completely naked for about thirty seconds).

At exactly eleven, all five children stepped out of their rooms, naked and blushing, with their hands covering their genitals. They walked straight into the living room, where they saw not only their mother, but their uncle, waiting for them. All five of them blushed deeper red at the sight of Ray.

“Move your hands immediately!” Diane said. Her kids jumped at the tone of voice, and slowly, reluctantly dropped their hands to their sides. Chris revealed his growing penis with a small patch of red hair at the top, the head dark red as the embarrassment caused blood to rush in. His pecan-size balls hung out for all to see. Sara’s pussy was covered with a small patch of hair, bright red like that on her head. The half inch to inch long hairs covered her skinny slit and ran down to just between her legs. Her pink nipples, on top of her B-cup breasts, crinkled as the air hit her labia. As Peter moved his hands, the cool from the AC hit his little dick and it immediately started to stiffen, sticking out in front of him. His little marble-sized testicles pulled up toward the warmth of his body. Brandy and Megan both revealed completely hairless, fleshy mounds to match their undeveloped nipples. None of them could remember ever being more embarrassed.

“Now, the rules. You’re uncle Ray is being nice enough to help out this week, so I don’t want any of you to give him any trouble. He has the same authority as me. You will obey him without question, or you will get more time in NAKED. That is a promise. Number two, to save valuable time for me and your uncle, I am instituting a spanking program that will be strictly enforced. Ray will spank Sara and Megan, I will spank Chris. Then we will supervise while Sara spanks Peter and Chris spanks Brandy.” The eleven year olds blanched. They had never expected to be spanked by their siblings, and just as they both opened their mouths to object, Diane said, “Any arguments at all about that, and it is another week for everyone. And Chris and Sara, do not think you can half-ass it. Ray and I are going to make sure that you do it properly. Third, any refusal to do anything you are told by Ray, me, or any of your teachers or principals will result in extended punishment for all of you. I want all five of you to know that you are in this together. Since you have all been modeling your behavior on each other for the last year, you will all be responsible if any of you mess up.”

“Now, we have sandals for all of you, which you are to wear whenever you are outdoors,” Ray said, reminding the kids of the identifying marks of the NAKED program. The sandals would allow everyone they encountered to know which level of the program they were in, and what they were subject to. “You will put them on right after your spankings. But before the spankings, your mother and I decided that each of you will masturbate. So start now.”

Chris and Sara were both about to object to the masturbation. They had both done it, of course, but only in private. The idea of masturbating in front of their mom, uncle and siblings was mortifying. But before either of them said anything, they remembered Diane’s warnings. Both of them reached, slowly and very embarrassed, for their genitals. Sara pushed her finger into her slit and began rubbing her clit tentatively, while Chris began slowly rubbing his penis. Peter, who had only recently discovered, masturbation, also began rubbing his little dick, but he was moving his hand more quickly than Chris. Brandy and Megan had not found their clits yet, and neither was sure how to masturbate, but they looked over at Sara and tried to copy what she was doing. Not knowing about their little buttons, they were very ineffective.

Diane immediately saw that her older children were not seriously trying to masturbate, and that Brandy and Megan were both having trouble figuring it out. “Okay, hold on. We’re going to have to help you out the first time, I think,” she announced. “Ray, why don’t you show Brandy and Megan how to rub their clits. I’ll show Chris and Sara what it means to really jack off. Then Chris can show his little brother.” All the kids blushed anew at this new arrangement.

“I can do it myself,” Chris said. “So can I,” Sara responded.

“Uncle Ray can’t touch me there,” Brandy and Megan exploded together.

“Shut up! Remember, we do things the way I say,” Diane told them. With that, she walked over to her oldest and, slapping their hands out of the way, stuck her finger in Sara’s pussy and got a death grip on Chris’s four inch dick, and began masturbating both of them quickly.

Ray, meanwhile, knelt in front of his young nieces and put one hand on each of their immature pussies. As Ray put his fingers into the young girls’ slits, they both gasped. Since neither of them had ever found their clits, and had never touched them, they had had no idea what it would feel like. Both girls moaned a little as their uncle rubbed their little buttons, they felt their knees weaken a little, and they stooped a little bit, being held up by their uncles hands rubbing their hairless pussies. Megan almost immediately went into convulsions as her first orgasm ever spread through her young body. As she came down, Ray pulled his finger out her slit. Brandy came just a minute later, shuddering as the feeling washed over her.

“See girls, that was an orgasm,” Ray said. “Now give me your hands and I’ll show you how to do that yourself. You’re going to need to this week.” Ray took both hands and guided them into their respective slits, sliding the small fingers up until they hit the clitoral hoods. “Feel, those bumps, those are your clits. You rub those to masturbate. Every time you are told to masturbate, or jack off, this week, that’s what you do. You rub those until you come, and don’t forget to announce that you’re going to cum. If you don’t announce it, you’ll get a spanking from whatever adult is in charge. Understand?” Both girls nodded.

Diane was still busy with her two oldest. Neither of them had ever been touched by someone else, and both could feel their cheeks burning with embarrassment. But Diane knew what she was doing, and both thirteen year olds were quickly approaching orgasm. Sara couldn’t help herself from putting pressure on her mom’s finger as it rubbed her sensitive clit. She moaned as her own mother manipulated her nearer to orgasm. She could feel her juices building up in her pussy, and everyone in the room could hear the squishy sound of her mother;s fingers rubbing up and down on her young clit.

Chris would have been in heaven if anyone but his mom had been rubbing his dick. He had never felt anything as good as another hand jacking him off, but he was struggling to hold off an orgasm. It was just too embarrassing to be standing there with his mom rubbing his dick. But after three minutes he couldn’t hold back. “I’m gonna cum!” he yelped, as semen spurted out the end of his dick and splashed on the wood floor at his feet. “Ughn,” he grunted as he came down from one of the most intense orgasms he had ever had. He felt completely humiliated at the realization that he had just been brought off by his mom, in front of her, his uncle, and perhaps worst of all, all four of his siblings.

As Diane pumped the last few drips of cum out of Chris’s shrinking dick, Sara moaned and cried out. She had a powerful orgasm on her mother’s fingers, her whole body shaking as she came. She forgot to announce that she was cumming, but Diane decided to give her a pass. It was the first time, and her little sisters hadn’t said it either.

“Good, Chris, you told us when you were cumming. You other three have to remember that. And don’t you forget, either, Peter. Now Chris, you go over and jack Peter off,” Diane said.

“I can do it myself,” Peter said.

“And I don’t want to touch another boy’s dick,” Chris objected.

“Do it now, and both of you stop complaining,” Diane replied. The whole morning had been long, and Diane was ready to finish this up and go out.

With reluctance, revulsion, and anger clearly showing on his face, Chris put his hand on Peter’s almost three inch dick and began rubbing it up and down quickly, hoping to get it over quickly. Peter grunted as his older brother touched his dick. It felt good, but it also felt gross to be touched by another boy, especially his brother. But within a minute Peter felt his orgasm coming and cried out, “I’m gonna cum.” His body shook with a dry orgasm.

“Very good, Peter,” said their uncle. “Remember to say that every time. Now everyone get over to the couch for a spanking.”

“How come I have to be spanked by Uncle Ray?” Sara whined.

“Because we decided that all of you will be spanked by the opposite sex whenever possible. And there will be no arguing about it,” Diane replied as she and Ray sat down on the couch. “Now get over here.”

Chris knelt on the floor and bent over his mother’s lap. He knew better than to argue. He felt very exposed with his butt out in the open like that. Spankings for all the children had always been done in private, but now his four siblings could see. In fact Sara’s face, as she bent over her uncle’s lap, was only about two feet away from his exposed rear. She was looking straight at his anus, exposed when his cheeks parted as he bent over, and his dick and balls hanging between his legs.

But both teenagers immediately forgot the embarrassment, and in fact shut their eyes tight at the pain, as Diane and Ray began spanking them hard. After three hard smacks, Sara was crying loudly, and her bottom was already turning pink from her uncle’s hand. Chris held out for five smacks from his rather muscular mom before tears started falling from his eyes. She had never spanked him quite so hard before.

Diane and Ray put all their strength into their arms and rained smack after smack down until Chris and Sara were both crying loudly, and both had bright red butts. After five minutes, they stopped and told the children they could stand up. To his complete mortification, Chris found that his penis had gotten hard from the stimulation of the spanking and rubbing against his mom’s bare thigh.

“Now that both of you have had a good spanking, you are to give them to your younger siblings. And no going easy on them. Hit them as hard as you can unless I say otherwise,” Diane announced. “Now sit down on the couch.”

If the couch had not been soft, neither teenager would have been able to sit. As it was, the cloth still further irritated their tender behinds. But they did as they were told.

“Brandy, get over there with Chris. Peter, you go to Sara. Now,” Diane added, as the eleven year olds seemed to hesitate. Both had wondered to themselves if they were actually going to have to submit to spankings from their older siblings. Reluctantly, both knelt next to their assigned disciplinarian and bent over their laps. Chris’s stubbornly erect penis rubbed Brandy’s arm, making her cringe with disgust.

Sara and Chris began with a few light smacks. “Harder. I told you not to go easy, damn it,” Diane demanded. The teenagers put more effort into it, and both eleven year olds began crying out as the smacks landed. Both were crying in less than a minute. After five minutes, Diane said it was enough and the children stood up, crying loudly and sporting bright red butts like their brother and sister had a few minutes before.

“Megan, come over her for your spanking now,” Ray said. He sat down on the couch, bent Megan over his knee, and gave her the hardest spanking she had ever had. After five minutes, her ass was just as red as the others, and she was crying loudly.

While Megan was being spanked, Diane had gone to the front closet and pulled out five pairs of bright green sandals with large black 5s on the toes and both sides. As soon as Megan stood up, he said, “Everyone put these on now.”

“I thought we were supposed to wear those whenever we went outside. Do we have to wear them in the house too?” Chris asked.

Diane answered, “No, you only have to wear them outside. Everyone in the house knows what your NAKED level is. But we’re going out now, so put them on.”

“Mom, we’re all naked. Can’t we wait to go outside, at least for awhile?” Brandy begged.

“No! I’m taking the five of you out for a walk right now. Now get moving.”

The children all looked over the sandals, picked the right size, and out them on. They had never dreaded leaving the house more. All five of them were amazed that their mom was going to make them go outside naked. And that she was doing it only half an hour after they started in NAKED. They hadn’t even gotten used to the idea yet, much less gotten used to the fact of being naked in front of each other. And now they were going to have to go outside with no clothes on, where anyone could see them. They all shuddered, but braced themselves.

“No covering up, or you will be spanked on the spot, and I will tie your hands behind your back,” Diane told her brood as she opened the front door. The children immediately felt the breeze coming in. It was warm outside, but the breeze was just cool enough to make the nipples on all three girls immediately harden, and the boys dicks started to grow. “Out the door,” Diane commanded, as all the kids hung back.

As the five children stepped outside, more aware than they had yet been of their nakedness, they all looked around. No one was in sight, but they lived in the middle of a crowded neighborhood, with a lot of families and retirees. Not to mention, they all realized that a lot of people would right now be heading home from church (Diane sometimes took her children to service on Sunday or Wednesday night, but they had not gone that morning).

“You all walk in front of me. Head toward the park on Murphy,” Diane said. The children shuddered, since the park was six blocks away. They had hoped, when Diane said they were going out, that it would be a quick, short walk, and that they would not be seen. But if they headed toward the park, they would go down a block of a fairly busy street. And if they actually went to the park, there were sure to be a lot of people there.

Diane was not actually making her kids go to the park that day. She did want them to think about that possibility. But she actually needed them out of the house for only about half an hour, so Ray could get the big bed moved into the guest room, get locks put on the kids doors, and rig up a temporary outdoor shower (an outdoor shower could fit all five of them at once, saving time, and make sure that they got the full impact of NAKED by making them shower in public). But the direction of the park was a good way to start. Diane planned to walk around a few blocks, show off her naked children to a few people, and then head home. They had school the next day, so this would be a good start for them. The park could wait until Wednesday, when the beach opened.

The kids were all glad when their mother told them to turn a corner before the park turn. They ended up walking around several blocks, but other than a few cars that passed, they didn’t encounter anyone. It was incredibly embarrassing when the cars passed, but at least it was nobody they knew. So they got back home only a little more embarrassed then when they had first had to step out the front door. If they had known what they were in for back at home, though, they might have preferred going to a crowded park.

“Okay, everything is ready, kids,” Ray told them as they walked in. “I’m sure you noticed the shower I set up out front. That will let you all shower easily. I turned off the water for the shower in your bathroom, in case you forget. You’ll also notice that I took the door off the bathroom. Since your in NAKED for a week, you don’t really need it when you go to the bathroom. In fact, your mom told me that at school, you’ll be going in the courtyard, so a bathroom, even without a door, should feel like luxury. You’ll all be sleeping in the guest room, while I take Megan’s room while I’m staying here. It might be a little crowded with five of you in a king bed, but your mom and I are sure you’ll manage. So, any questions?”

The kids, who had been blushing when they walked in the door, had all gone white. Between the outdoor shower, in the front yard no less, not even in the back, and being told that there was no door on their bathroom, and then that they were going to have to go to the bathroom outside at school, they were looking at unending embarrassment and humiliation. Having to crowd together in a bed seemed like a minor thing. None of them were about to ask questions at that moment. They were afraid of what else they might find out about this horrible new punishment.

“Okay, then,” Diane said. “I have some activities for you to prepare you for this week. You heard most of the rules on Friday, and your uncle and I have told you some of the conditions for here at home. Since you are all going to have to be able to jack off and cum this week, its a good idea for you to all be good at it. If you take too long at school, you’ll just get worse spankings, and I know that you want to avoid that. You’re also going to have to be able to maintain your arousal without cumming, so we’ll have to practice that, too. But for right now, I want to make sure you all know how to cum, since none of you did very well this morning. And that you know how to make other people cum. So we’re going to start right now with each of you masturbating someone else. Brandy, I want you to jack off your big brother, and Sara, you work on your little brother. Once they’ve come, switch until they make you cum. Megan, your uncle is going to show you how to play with yourself well. You also should try to watch how your sisters do your brothers.”

Brandy and Sara looked at their brothers, who were now blushing almost as much as they were. Then the girls both looked down at the dicks sticking out in front of Peter and Chris. The girls did not want to touch dicks, they both thought it was kind of gross. But they had heard all the rules at school and at home, and they knew there was no use in protesting. Both girls stepped toward their brothers and took hold of their dicks. Sara immediately started rubbing Peter’s little dick up and down (at least she had just seen how it was done a little while ago, and it was pretty easy). Brandy, meanwhile, cringed as she took hold of Chris’s larger organ and felt it twitch in her hand.

Sara and Brandy rubbed their brothers’ dicks slowly at first, until their mother said, “Go faster, girls. You’ll never get them to cum if you go so slow.” Both girls quickened the pace right away, and the results could be seen in both boys’ faces. Their eyes rolled up a little and they both moaned. It was only about forty-five seconds before Peter started heaving, shaking, and grunting and it wasn’t until he was about to finish his dry orgasm, he remembered to shout out, “I’m cumming.”

Chris, being older and used to jacking off, took more than twice as long. Brandy was starting to get a little tired of just rubbing his dick after almost three minutes when he finally starting shaking and she felt his dick twitch more in her small fist. “I’m cumming,” Chris shouted as his slightly watery semen, already weakened by his orgasm an hour before, shot out the small hole in his dick and right onto his little sister’s stomach.

“Ew, that’s gross,” Brandy screamed. “It’s all slimy,” she said as she immediately put her hand in it to wipe it away. Of course, that just spread it around and got it all over her hand. “That’s disgusting!” she shouted.

“Leave it alone,” Diane told her. “Unless you just want to spread it around.”

“Can’t I wash it off?” Brandy whined.

“No, leave it,” Diane answered. “It will be a good reminder not to stand in front of a boy when he’s jacking off.”

Brandy looked daggers at her mother, but didn’t say anything else. She could feel the slimy cum on her stomach, and even worse all over her hand. It was already drying, but it felt crusty in those spots.

Megan, meanwhile, had been situated on Ray’s lap, with her legs spread wide, exposing her completely smooth nine year old pussy to the living room. Ray used one hand to spread her little lips wide, exposing the light pink inner folds, while the finger on his other hand started rubbing her tiny clit up and down and in small circles. Megan grunted as the sensations shot through her. After two minutes, she screeched, “I’m cumming,” remembering the rule at the last minute. It was a weird phrase to her, since she had never cum, or even known what it was like, before that morning.

“Good girl,” Ray said. “Now you watch your sisters and brothers, so that you can know what to do.” He kept the young girl on his lap with her legs spread. Megan felt more embarrassed than she would have thought possible, but at least her uncle was not rubbing her privates anymore, for the moment anyway.

“Okay, boys, make your sisters cum, now,” Diane said.

In contrast to the girls, Chris and Peter were excited about touching pussies for the first time. Both of them immediately shot their hands in between their sisters’ legs and into their slits.The pubic hair around Sara’s slit tickled Peter’s hand as he dug in.

“Ow!” shouted Brandy. “Don’t do it hard.” Chris tried to soften his touch a little, but he had no idea where to start in getting a girl off. He had never seen a girl naked before that day. While he had caught a glimpse of a Playboy at school one day, but that was a lot different. He was searching for the hole that he knew was in there. He found it quickly and tried to put his finger in. “Ow! Stop that,” Brandy cried.

“No, you’re both doing it wrong,” Diane said, as she watched Peter also searching for his big sister’s vagina. “You don’t want to finger a girl to make her cum. You want to rub her clit. Girls, pull your pussies open so that I can show them.”

Both girls blushed as they pulled the lips of their small pussies apart. The boys looked down at the opened crotches and both flinched, it was not what they expected a pussy to look like. They had been too busy to notice Megan’s spread cunt. Diane went over to her daughters and put her hand on Sara’s pussy. Running her finger up the girl’s small pink inner lips, she reached the clitoral hood and stuck her finger under it. “See boys, under this hood is a girl’s clit. That’s like your dick. That’s where all the sensation is. You rub a girl there to make her cum. Now, girls, you hold your pussies wide so your brothers can find the clit.”

After their mother’s demonstration, both boys put their fingers back into their mortified sisters’ pussies. They felt around in the area their mom had indicated and each boy felt a bump. Both girls gasped at the same time as their brothers bumped their tiny buttons. The boys, seeing the reaction, continued in the same spot. The girls both gasped and moaned as their brothers masturbated them. It took several minutes for the girls to cum, the embarrassment of the situation hindering the arousal of the youngsters. But as the boys rubbed the small clits, both girls got more moist and eventually they both shouted, “I’m cumming,” as they shook with the sensations.

“Very good. Now you all have chores to do. Chris and Sara, you two are on the kitchen. Peter and Brandy, clean up the backyard.” This meant more outside work, but the kids took comfort in the fact that they had a high privacy fence. “And Megan, you make the bed in the guest room and then clean the litter box.”

It took the rest of the afternoon for the kids to finish all their chores. Normally they would have complained and tried to get out of doing anything, but they were not about to today. None of them were willing to risk anything worse than what they were already being given. So they did everything their mother or their uncle told them to until they were all exhausted by dinner time. Diane had made fried chicken and mashed potatoes, which was a family favorite. Everyone loved it, and the kids, seated with the table hiding most of their bodies, were much less conscious of their nakedness and more comfortable than they had been in hours.

After dinner all five kids immediately jumped up, cleared the table, and cleaned the kitchen. They hoped to stay busy and prevent any further punishment.But they could only spend so long cleaning the kitchen. Soon enough they were done and they heard Diane call them all into the living room.

“It’s time for another spanking. Same arrangements as this morning,” she said when they got there. Sara and Chris immediately got into place for the painful ordeal. They were spanked for a full ten minutes, turning their butts bright red and making sure they were both screaming in pain. They were released, only to be told to sit on their burning behinds so that they could spank their younger siblings. After half an hour, all five kids had bright asses burning with heat and pain.

“Time for a shower,” Ray announced. “Everyone out front.”

The five children had been so busy that day that they had forgotten all about the outdoor shower. “Do we really have to shower out front, where anybody could see us?” Chris asked. “Can’t we use the shower in here, at least tonight?”

“No. We’re all going out front to get you kids cleaned up for bed. Now!” Diane told them. Reluctantly, all five kids filed out the front door with the adults behind them. Ray turned on the shower, which he had put in clear view of the street and sidewalk, shoved the kids in, and grabbed the soap.

“Wait, you’re going to wash us?” Sara screeched, grasping the situation quickly. “We all know how to take a shower!”

“We’ll wash you tonight,” Ray said, “and starting tomorrow you can wash each other.” The kids grumbled, but said nothing.

As both adults soaped their hands, the five children got themselves wet all over. Ray went straight for Sara, and Diane pulled Chris to her. Ray’s soapy hands glided over Sara’s young body, down her back and thighs, then he turned her around and ran his hands up the front of her legs to her crotch. When he reached her pussy, Ray put his hand right over it and began rubbing, using his hand to work soap into every fold of her little slit. Then he continued up to her chest, where he rubbed her small tits gently with his soapy hands. “Okay, turn back around, I need to get your ass,” he told her. Seeing no alternative, Sara turned, and cringed as she she felt her uncle’s hands move over her smooth globes. It was when she felt him pull her cheeks apart that she shouted, “Hey, what are you doing?”

“I have to get you clean, silly,” he said. Ray ran his hand down his niece’s ass crack and down to her small, puckered anus. He ran his fingers over it and then stuck the tip inside. Sara opened her mouth to protest, but Ray silenced her by saying, “I need to make sure it’s clean. Okay, you can rinse off and then wash your hair.” Sara gladly moved away from her uncle’s invasive hands and rinsed.

Diane had done the same with Chris. It was just as Ray was beginning to soap up Brandy and Diane was starting with Peter that the Smiths, who lived five doors down, walked up on the sidewalk.

Brian Smith and his wife, Amber, liked to take a walk each evening with their kids, Mary and Brad. They were good friends with Diane and they knew Ray pretty well, since he often came for visits. Just as the Harris kids had feared, the Smiths stopped and looked straight at them.

“Evening Diane,” Brian said. “I see you’ve started your kids in NAKED.”

“Yeah. Come on over,” Diane responded. All five kids blushed deeper than they already had, but it was especially bad for Brandy and Peter, since Brad was in their class. Mary was three years younger, just too young for NAKED. But the boys saw her immediately look down to their crotches, where both of them had boners, Chris still aroused from his mom’s soapy hand, and Peter from her hand, as she spoke, stroking his little dick and tiny balls with her soapy hand.

Ray had just finished covering his middle niece in soap, with the same humiliating rubbing the soap into her hairless pussy and a finger in her anus to get it clean, and released her to rinse and do her hair when the Smith family reached the shower. She could feel Brian’s eyes on her as she turned away from them to rinse, and to hide. Brian just stared at his classmate’s bare ass. At 11, almost 12, he had never seen a girl other than his little sister naked, and he never saw Mary for very long. Plus it was his sister, and he did not want to look too long. But now he could just stare at Brandy’s white globes. He knew he was allowed to touch, too, but he was still a little scared to go that far.

Diane had finished soaping Peter and Ray was covering Megan with soap as they chatted. Brian watched as Megan was cleaned by her uncle. Looking at Brandy was nice, but she was keeping her back to him (Diane was too preoccupied to reprimand her at the moment) and with Ray running his soapy hands over Megan, Brian was able to see everything very well. Mary was glancing back and forth between the two boners that were on display. All five kids could feel themselves blushing right up to their ears. But the Smiths soon left, Diane and Ray declared the kids clean and let them go in to get ready for bed, which would take considerably less time without the need to put on pajamas, and told them to take turns in the bathroom before bed.

Each child went to the bathroom. Even though there was no door, no one was watching them, and they were glad to finally be inside and out of general view. But they were all dreading the next day and wondering if they would be able to sleep with all their anxiety. After they were all through in the bathroom and everyone had dried their hair, they managed to all get into the big bed their uncle had put in the guest room. It was crowded, as Ray had predicted, but everyone fit. They were all pushed together to avoid anyone hanging over the edge. None of them had ever been pushed up against another person, and certainly not naked. They could all feel the body heat of their siblings. Chris and Sara had the least of this, being on the outsides, Megan started out quite uncomfortable in the middle. Despite the embarrassment of being naked with all their siblings in the bed, the heat was relaxing, and all five kids were exhausted from the work they had done that day. They all fell asleep within half an hour.

(The End)