Seven Naked Ambersons Chapter 2
by Nap
copyright 2002 by Nap, all rights reserved
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Note This story is a fantasy for adults only. The author
utterly condemns any form of actual abuse physical,
sexual, psychological and emotional to any person of any
age.
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The next morning the children awoke to find they had not
dreamt their awful predicament. Obviously, they all tried
to get out of going to school, but their mother was adamant
and as the time approached for them to leave they grew ever
more anxious about the day ahead. Especially when their
mother made clear one of the rules.
"I explained yesterday how three times your age was the
basis for the maximum punishment in a day. That remains the
case, but one third of the punishment can be delivered while
you are at school. They have examples of all the implements
according to age and the teachers can give any combination
so long as it does not exceed one third in total."
"Does that mean I could be spanked by Mr Atmore?" wailed
Melody.
"It does and it probably will, if he's got any sense," said
her unsympathetic mother to the pretty teenager.
The four younger children went to the local primary school.
The youngest pair walked to school with their mother while
the older couple usually rode on their bikes. The three
oldest children went to the secondary school some way
distant, and all travelled by the school bus. "Off you go,"
Mrs Amberson ordered this trio as the departure time
approached, "and remember, if I'm told you're not at school
I double your 'nudie' time.
Reluctantly, Melody, Hal and Saskia left the house and made
their way as discreetly as possible to the bus stop. But no
matter how hard they tried, there was no way three naked
youngsters, one of them a very attractive teenage girl, were
going to be inconspicuous. They attracted attention from
the start, even down the quiet road in which they lived, but
by the time they reached the main road where the bus stop
was they had become objects of interest to everyone who
passed. Some of the adults were reasonably tactful and gave
only oblique glances at the naked bodies of the adolescents,
but many were not so diplomatic. Melody got plenty of
openly admiring looks from young lads and old men. Saskia's
pubescent little body was judged and generally approved. As
for Hal, he was ever more aware of his diminutive dick as
eyes strayed from his sturdy body to his minute manhood and
approving smiles turned to mocking grins.
But if the adults were nasty, the kids were hideous.
Especially their comrades at the bus stop.
"Hey, Melody, I love what you're wearing."
"Hello big boy!"
"Are you taking melons to school, Melody?"
"Oi, Hal, your dick's disappeared!"
"Saskia, when are you going to grow some hair down there?"
And when they got on the bus all the boys pushed and shoved
to sit next to Melody and the other girls stopped her and
Saskia sitting together, so they both had a boy next to
them. As for Hal, he was placed in the middle of a crowd of
girls who, as is usual at that age, were much more sexually
advanced than he was. So, needless to say, he soon had an
erection, leading to more raucous comments about its small
size and obvious excitement. All in all it was a relief to
get to school.
*
Meanwhile, Mrs Amberson walked Nathan and Posy to their
classes. As usual she walked with several other mothers and
their completely clothed children. The little kids showed
an open and forthright interest in the bodies of their two
friends. Those who did not have brothers or sisters peered
at the obvious differences displayed.
"So you've put the kids on a "nudie", Jane," Lauren Bishop
said.
""Obviously," grinned Jane Amberson, "as I've two of them
here naked apart from their shoes and socks. And the other
five are similarly suited."
"Even poor Melody?" Lauren giggled. "My Bobbie will love
seeing that and so would his father!"
"I've threatened mine with a 'nudie', but I've never had the
heart," commented Mary Arles, another mother.
"Well they're rather more subdued than usual this morning,"
said Mrs Amberson, "as well they might be after the
spankings they got last night."
"You took out "spank" authorities as well!" Lauren Bishop
said excitedly. "Tell us who got what?"
While the mothers' group discussed spankings, Flora and Luke
pedalled to school. Both children felt odd balancing their
bare bottoms on the narrow saddles and they felt very
conspicuous as they rode out along the street. They were
certainly noticeable. The muscles in their buttocks rolled
as they tensed and relaxed with every push on a pedal. And
as both children were good looking, strong healthy
specimens passers by admired their progress, so much so they
caused a minor accident when one driver paid more attention
to them than the car in front. But at last they and their
younger brother and sister were all safely in school.
At the primary school assembly there was one nude Amberson
to each of four of the seven classes. The headmaster, a
portly, bald-headed man named Mr Beale, referred to the
fact:
"Now children, you will have noticed that four pupils are
here today not wearing any clothes. This is because they
have been very naughty. Now, I expect you think they look
rather silly and you would like to make fun of them for
being nude. Well I have to tell you that you are quite
right! They do look very stupid and you can tease them as
much as you like! So come on, Ambersons, up on the stage
and face the others. Don't be shy!"
Miserably, Luke, Flora, Nathan and Posy left their classes
and made their way to the stage where they were displayed to
the other two hundred or so kids in the school.
"Well, children," cried Mr Beale, don't they look silly.
Let's all have a good laugh!"
Shrill gusts of childish glee swept up as Mr Beale moved
among the four Ambersons, putting his hands on their
shoulders and turning them this way and that so that their
schoolfellows and the teaching staff could see every side of
them. Then, with a smack to each bare bottom which did
not, of course, count as punishment he sent them back to
their places.
At the beginning of the first lesson a boy from Luke's class
came into Flora's class and spoke to the teacher. "Please,
Miss Curran, Mr Aldershot says can he please borrow Flora
Amberson for a lesson he's giving?"
"Yes, of course," Mrs Curran said with a smile. "Flora,
you'll have to make up the work you miss in your own time.
Go along."
Blushing with embarrassment Flora rose and made her way
between the desks with the excited eyes of all the other
boys and girls on her bare body. When she entered Luke's
class it was even worse. She saw that Luke was standing on
a chair in front of his classmates with his hands on his
head. And there was an empty chair next to him!
"Ah, Flora," Mr Aldershot welcomed her, "Come to the front
and stand on this chair. Quickly, now, don't be shy!"
Flora was forced to obey and was soon facing a grinning
horde of eager-eyed kids.
"Now class," Mr Aldershot began, "it is not often we have
examples of the unclothed male and female form so today I am
going to use these two naked Ambersons to give you a
practical lesson on the physical differences between boys
and girls. Before we move to the obvious distinction let us
look at the upper body. The chests of very young children
are very much alike, whereas in adults they are quite
different. Here with Flora you can see the start of this
process."
Mr Aldershot picked up a plastic ruler about 50 centimetres
long and demonstrated his points by smacking it lightly
against Flora's nipples.
"As you can see, Flora has the beginnings of breasts, or
breast buds, and the nipples have lengthened and protruded."
Flora squirmed. The smacks were not that hard, but they
stung a little and made her feel very uncomfortable. Worse
still, the stimulation was making her nipples harden and
they rose firmly."
"Ooh sir, she's getting excited," called out one boy and the
class giggled.
"Here is the navel, or belly button," Mr Aldershot went on,
ignoring the hilarity, but smacking Flora's tummy. He
continued his description smacking the ruler against each
body part indicated. "Here between the tops of the thighs
you can see the vertical slit which distinguishes a girl
from a boy. Half of you will be familiar with this!" he
quipped and again the class giggled. "This is called the
vulva. "These lips are called labia and mark the entrance
to the internal organs. Up here is the urethra through
which the urine flows. And around here is the clitoris,
which some of you girls may already have discovered."
There were blushes from several girls and blank looks from
most of the boys. A few whispered explanations of doubtful
accuracy followed.
"Now to the boy. This " Mr Aldershot lifted Luke's penis
with the ruler " is the male organ. Who knows its name?
"Willie!" called one boy to laughter followed by "Dick!"
from another . But a shy little girl in the front row put
up her hand and said "Penis".
"Quite right, Robyn. Normally there is a protective
foreskin over the end, but as Luke has been circumcised this
has been cut away to reveal this bulbous head. Beneath the
penis you can see this bag which contains two balls called
testicles. These will contain the seed which will one day
flow up a tube inside the penis into a woman and start a new
baby. The same tube is used for urine."
"Yuk!" said some of the girls with distaste.
"I don't see that floppy thing could get inside a woman's
thing?" one bespectacled girl queried earnestly.
"Well, Janis, when a boy is excited his penis goes quite
hard. Show the girls, Luke."
"I I can't, sir," Luke said, horrified.
"Of course you can," Mr Aldershot said firmly smacking
Luke's knob with his ruler, "or would you like me to get
Robyn and Janis to help you?"
"No," groaned Luke and the friction of the ruler and the
lewd suggestion did their work as Luke's long member rose
solidly.
"Wow!" said quite a few boys clearly impressed, and the
girls' eyes went round with curiosity.
"I had better warn you girls that nature has been generous
to Luke," joked Mr Aldershot, "and from what I saw of Hal at
the bus stop this morning, he may have got most of his
brother's share as well! Now, before we leave these two, we
have looked at where the urine comes out on each of them,
but for solid waste it is the same arrangement for boys and
girls as you must all be aware! However, as this is not a
part of ourselves we normally see, let's look at it now.
Turn around you two. Now here you can see their bottoms "
Smack! Smack! " Right bend right forward you kids and pull
your cheeks apart. Hurry up, or I'll do it for you, Flora.
Wider than that." And the humiliated children were forced to
expose their bottom holes to the class.
*
While Luke and Flora were going through this indignity,
things were just as bad for the oldest three children. The
other pupils at the secondary school became bolder as they
became more used to seeing the naked Ambersons, and the
school staff reprimanded the trio's tormentors only mildly.
"Ow!" squealed Melody as her bottom was pinched yet again.
"Oh Suzie," Miss Ripon chided gently, "I thought you were
Melody's friend."
"I can't help it, Suzie Arles said with a giggle, "Her bum's
just so pinchable."
"And spankable," chortled Bobbie Bishop, landing another
heavy-handed slap on poor Melody's unprotected rear.
"Really, Bobbie, " Miss Ripon reproached, "you know Mr
Atmore has said he is going to cane Melody in front of you
all this afternoon. If you carry on like that the poor
girl's bottom will be dreadfully sore before he even
begins."
"That's true," acknowledged Bobbie and slapped again.
Down the corridor thirteen-year-old Hal was just as unhappy
as his sister. His undersized but nonetheless rock-solid
erection had been with him for hours now, wagging in front
of him everywhere he went. He couldn't believe how painful
this constant rigidity could be, but being always the centre
of attention he had no way of getting rid of it. Matters
were made worse by the other kids touching him whenever they
could. He squirmed as yet another anonymous hand squeezed
his testicles from behind as the class made their way to the
next lesson. His cock swelled another millimetre,
stretching the skin until he felt it must burst. Tears
stung his eyes. And Miss Henley, who was young and
definitely attractive, had promised to spank him during her
History class this afternoon.
Saskia was doing her best to divert attention away from
herself by telling tales of her older brother and sister.
"They both had to play with themselves in front of all the
rest of us," she told her enthralled audience, "First Hal
had to rub of his tiny little cock until all the white stuff
spurted out like a firework going off. There was a lot too
for such a little dick."
"The spunk comes from his balls," interjected Lucy Arles,
"so it doesn't matter how big his prick is."
"I know, but I was just saying. Anyway, after that Melody
had to do her stuff. You know, lying on her back with her
legs open and putting her fingers right in."
"Huh, and I suppose you've never done it," sneered Lucy.
Saskia hesitated, knowing that however she answered would be
bad for her. The pack of pupils, recognising her weakness
closed in. "Yeah, bet you have." "I reckon she's always
doing it." "Yeah, she loves it." "Do it now." "Yeah, Do
it now!"
"No!" yelled Saskia as the class pressed around her.
"What's all this commotion?" shouted Mr Walden
"It's Saskia, sir," Lucy said quickly as the pack left its
prey, "She was boasting about her brother and sister - you
know masturbating!"
"Saskia! That is disgusting! I shall arrange to punish you
later."
*
Back at the primary school Mr Beale was deciding what to do
with the four younger Ambersons Including his hand he had
four implements and four bare bottoms. The match appealed
to his tidy mind. It was now just a matter of who got what.
He spent a pleasant half hour considering the question, then
he picked up a selection of implements and made his way to
the classrooms.
Posy's class was laboriously forming letters when the
headmaster entered. As they had been taught, they all
respectfully stood. Without speaking, the headmaster picked
up little Posy by her waist and carried the squealing girl
to the front of the class. There, he borrowed the teachers'
chair from behind her desk and put his left foot on it He
swung the little girl across his bent knee and immediately
began to spank her upturned bare bottom with his large hand.
Posy yelled loudly as the slaps landed on her chubby cheeks.
She kicked and struggled strenuously, but with the only
result that she entertained her classmates. Twelve measured
smacks Mr Beale delivered. The children were impressed.
First with the force of Mr Beale's hand, second with the
loudness of the smacks, third with the shrillness of Posy's
cries, fourth with the wildness of her wriggles, and fifth
with the redness of her bottom. They quite forgot about
learning to write.
Mr Beale went on to Nathan's class. Once again the children
stood, and the headmaster collected the skinny seven-year-
old boy and led him to the front of the class. Mr Beale sat
and put the child across his knees, this time though he
picked up a 'Junior 1 Type Puniform Paddle'. This was about
the size of a kitchen spatula, but a little thicker. There
was a yellow ring round the handle and the blade was
slightly flexible. Mr Beale Firmly applied this seven times
to Nathan's naked little bottom, making him screech from the
first. As with his younger sister, Nathan's classmates were
very amused by the boy's lively antics and he kicked and
struggled across the headmaster's lap, revealing his little
scrotum and bum hole to them all.
Leaving the howling Nathan dancing around, rubbing his red
bottom, Mr Beale made his way to nine-year-olds' class where
he grasped Flora by her plaits and led her to the front. He
made her bend over a chair and picked up a 'Junior 2 Type
Puniform Cane' that was an exact replica of that used by
their mother on Luke the night before. Mr Beale proceeded
to give the nude young girl nine sound strokes with the
swishy stick while Flora wailed in distress. By the time
she'd finished, the child's small buttocks and the tops of
her thighs were streaked with crimson weals.
Mr Beale moved on to Luke's year classroom. He took the
ten-year-old boy from his place and tugged him by the ear to
the front. He bent him across a desk and selected a 'Junior
2 Type Puniform Strap'. This was about twice the width of
the 'Level 1' that had been used on Posy the previous
evening. It was also thicker. Mr Beale lashed Luke's
exposed bottom and legs ten times. The boy howled and
desperately waggled and waved his lower body as he tried to
escape the keenly stinging whacks, but he only succeeded in
giving the other boys and girls even more fun than they were
already having.
*
At the secondary school twelve-year-old Saskia was being
paddled by Mr Walden. The 'Senior 1 Type Puniform Paddle'
was similar in size and shape to a table tennis bat, though
slightly thicker. When Mr Walden prepared to punish her,
Saskia thought that the humiliation of being draped naked
across the athletic young teacher's lap was going to be the
worst part of her ordeal, but when he began energetically to
beat her bottom with the paddle all thoughts of dignity and
decorum vanished from her mind. She shrieked loudly and
fought to escape from his insistent grip. Her coltishly
long legs flailed the air and her blushing bottom bounced
and twisted. In her frantic efforts she carelessly exposed
her hairless pudenda to the excited gaze of her classmates.
But Mr Walden kept a firm grip on her bare body and
delivered the full dozen of ferociously stinging hits, by
which time the class felt they knew her genitals even better
than she did herself.
When the time came for Hal's History lesson he was in a
torment of anxiety. His little cock was now stretched even
further than he would have thought possible but the physical
pain of his rigid state was almost nothing compared with his
agony of apprehension about what was going to happen to it
when Miss Henley started spanking him. The inexorable
pressure of sperm that was making his balls ache and his
prick excruciatingly inflate was going to be released in a
discharge of seminal fluid and there was absolutely nothing
he could do about it.
In fact, Miss Henley came prepared. She brought with her a
bath towel that she doubled and spread across her skirt
before she arranged Hal on top. So when she was spanking
him and the combination of pain, humiliation and the
friction from his struggles resulted in the inevitable
explosion of semen, Miss Henley remained quite immaculate,
and was able to complete the punishment with a flourishing
flurry of spanks.
Poor Hal was not quite so spick and span. The front of his
body from his pubic hair to his nipples was slickly
spattered with spunk. At least, once Hal had finished
skipping around the classroom clutching his burning bottom,
Miss Henley allowed him to go and shower.
Melody was badly scared by the sight of the 'Senior 2 Type
Puniform Cane'. This rod was long and thick, yet thanks to
the synthetic material of its construction, it was whippily
flexible. Mt Atmore was clearly itching to wield this
formidable weapon and Melody rightly guessed that she could
expect no leniency from his strong right arm. The
attractive, well-rounded teenager had to bend over and grasp
her ankles in front of the other adolescents of her class.
They stared at her stretched bent bottom and, as her legs
were slightly spread, her shadowy genitalia between her
thighs. Mr Atmore stood to Melody's left. He raised his
right and swept the cane briskly down. It whistled through
the air and landed with a smart 'Thwack' on the meatiest
part of Melody's bent bottom. The flesh was instantly
dented along the line and a ripple of shock waves ran
beneath the skin on either side. Then the tissue sprang
back into shape though now the surface was marked by a livid
line burning the nerve endings below..
Melody screamed. She kept on screaming as time after time
the cane sang down to meet her well-rounded buttocks.
Fifteen times in all the cane cut across her cheeks.
Fifteen horizontal lines of fire extended from just below
the end of Melody's spine to the backs of her legs just
above her knees. Melody howled. Unheeding of her
classmates, she clutched her fiery bottom and hopped from
foot to foot in a futile attempt to soothe the pain. Mr
Atmore looked on amused.
*
If going to school had been bad, the journey home was worse
much worse. Nat and Posy were the first out of school to
be met by their mother among other parents at the gate. The
children's red bottoms were objects of great interest and
closely examined. One the way home there was a debate as
some mothers thought it was a shame to spank little
children, while others thought their own kids could do with
a well-warmed bottom and one or two considered a 'NEWDD' and
a 'SPANC' for their own offspring.
When Flora and Luke left the school they found it too
uncomfortable to sit their sore bottoms on the bicycle
saddles and rode all the way home standing up, giving
passers by an even better view. As for Melody, Hal and
Saskia, they had to endure the rough surface of the bus
seats (no standing allowed) on the ride home while being the
butts (in every sense) of the taunts and jeers of their
fellow passengers.