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ST:  Lori's Second Lesson (M/F, parental, humil, sex)

Due to the overwhelming popular demand of the news group reading public
(an estimated 0.00001%) I have written a sequel to "Lori Learns a
Lesson".  That strange feeling has stayed with me and this continues to
be a _heterosexual_ fiction story of family discipline.  In this
continuation the sex is most definitely overt.  If these subjects are
offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please
leave now.  This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is
prohibited without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted
only if complete including the copyright notice.

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions. E-mail to:
<YLeeCoyote@Juno.com>


Lori's Second Lesson
By
Y. Lee Coyote

Lori was not happy when she returned to her room after dinner.  First
her ass was still burning hot.  She was not used to such treatment; the
last time she was spanked she was still in primary school and even then
it was on her panties rather than her bare ass.  Then there was the
unspeakable humiliation of been stripped in front of the entire family
and having her pussy shorn by her younger male cousin who enjoyed every
blasted second of it not to mention having been kept naked through out
dinner also. It certainly did not help that Kevin noticed her arousal
and even played with her clit surreptitiously using the horrid hair
clipper as a vibrator so that she practically had an orgasm writhing on
the floor like a nymphomaniacal beast in front of the entire family.
Finally there were the rules that she was now subjected to -- rules
appropriate for a retarded child.  The rules that also included
monitoring by her two younger cousins to assure that she did her
homework and the like.  That Lori was not happy at all is a gross
understatement.

Three weeks later there were three identical envelopes in the mail from
the college registrar with midterm grades.  Sally and Kevin were in
special early admission programs that allowed them to earn real college
credit while they were still in high school.  The college policy was to
send mid- term reports to all such students regardless of grades in the
manner of report cards.  They would have to be opened to determine the
reports.  The mere existence of Lori's report did not bode well for her.
She was in a pre-graduate school program and those reports were sent
only when a student was not doing well.  Since the reports were
addressed to George they were, therefore, were unopened at dinner time.

Dinner was a little tense at the beginning when it was time to open the
letters.  Lori was not pleased that Kevin's buddy, Killer, was there for
she remembered Kevin's remark of three weeks ago that she was lucky that
friends were not there on that awful night.  George picked a letter at
random; it was Kevin's report.  He looked at, smiled, handed it to Kevin
to read and pass to his mother.  She said simply: ''This is very nice,
son."  Sally's report was next and got a comparable response.  

Uncle George took one quick look at Lori's report and immediately
frowned.  "We will discuss this after dinner, young lady!" and handed
Kevin her report who passed it on to his mother who then gave it to
Lori.  She blanched when she saw it -- two low C's and a D.  It was the
worst report that she had ever gotten.  Kevin kicked Killer under the
table as if the say 'I told you that tonight will be fun.'  Killer had
decided that Lori was a most desirable piece of pulchritude at first
sight and had relished Kevin's description of what had happened three
weeks earlier.  Little did he know what pleasures awaited him this
evening but there was a stirring in his jeans on general principles.

Judgement time had arrived and all were gathered in the family room.
Lori realized that what ever happened was going to be worse than last
time because Killer was there.  As always Aunt Emma was knitting much in
the manner of Madam DeFarge in "Tale of Two Cities".  Kevin and Sally
had often joked that their mother was thinking: "Was I up to knit-2,
purl-1 or was it knit-1, purl-2?" rather than paying attention to their
chastisements.  As the judge, jury and executioner in the person of
George started talking, all but Emma were surprised.  Kevin and Sally
were first on the carpet for not doing their job in monitoring Lori to
assure that she would not fall behind.  They were suppose to check that
Lori did her homework and went to classes as specified in the _rules_.
The school report had indicated that Lori had failed to do these things
and this was not reported to her aunt or uncle by either Sally or Kevin
as required.

"Killer, please bring your chair into the middle of the room.  Will you
please do the spanking this evening for my tennis elbow is bothering
me."  Kevin's heart quickened for knew that spanking Sally and Kevin
would be fun, but doing Lori would be a real thrill.

Sally made her way to Killer and stood there as he reached under her
skirt and pulled down her panties.  Although she was not sure who would
spank the hardest, this would certain be fun for she could enjoy the
sexual feeling she experienced from spanking without any guilt as she
would have experienced getting aroused by her father.  Killer guided her
onto his lap, lifted her skirt up, rested his hand on her smooth cute
bottom, reduced the blood flow out of his penis and turned to her father
for directions.  "Moderately hard please, Killer, until I tell you to
stop."

"Yes, Sir." acknowledged Killer.  The stiffening in his jeans as he
raised his hand for the first spank was noticed by Sally and confirmed
that he was also excited.  It crashed down on Sally's butt with a
resounding SMACK! leaving a fine hand print.  It was also accompanied by
a yelp from the anterior end of the spankee.  Soon Sally's bottom was a
uniformly bright red, her pussy quite soggy and her face streaked with
tears.  She was also quite aware of Killer's full woody as he held her
tightly on his lap particularly as he rubbed her to conclude the
spanking.  This was a real fun spanking.  (At least Killer thought so
even though Sally did not totally subscribe to that opinion.)  The
wisdom of wearing a skirt was most apparent when she stood up.  The
skirt covered her even though her panties were off.  She did not realize
that there was a wet spot on her skirt.

Kevin was not really anxious to get spanked by his buddy, but he
realized that if he did, then Lori would certainly be also.  As Killer
lowered his buddy's jean and briefs, affording Lori and Sally a full
view of his muscular buns, Emma whispered to George.  "Sally", said
George, "please get the strap for Killer.  We wouldn't want him to hurt
his hand on your brother's hard butt."  The strap was a short piece of
razor strop that had been split into three tails at one end in the
manner of a tawse.  "Go ahead please, Killer."  

The sailor in killer realized that he was between the devil and the deep
blue sea for he did not want to really hurt his buddy.  There was not
any way he could pull his punches without Kevin's father realizing it.
He guided Kev across his lap and whispered: "Sorry, buddy, but this is
gonna hurt." as he took a firm grip on the victim.  He raised his arm
and brought the strap crashing down on the waiting and unprotected
buttocks.  Kevin managed to suppress a yell but it obvious that it took
a great effort.  Nevertheless, Killer could feel that Kevin's cock was
hardening even as it was pressed between the thighs of one and the
abdomen of the other youth.  The after ten such strikes, Kevin's butt
was flaming red hot and very sensitive.  He had not yet cried out (like
a wimpy baby) but he did not think he could hold out any longer.

Fortunately his father stated that it was enough.  Lori got to see her
cousin's equipment in its rampant fullness as he stood up for the first
time.  "You may pull up your pants, Kevin." said his father simply to
Kevin's great relief.  Actually, he would have like to sit in an ice
bath but this was better than being naked.

The preliminary events were over and now the major attraction was about
to commence.  Lori was then subjected to a long lecture about her lack
of responsibility and studiousness.  The first part of her punishment
was being spanked.  She had chosen the wrong outfit for this evening
when she changed after school (not that it would matter in a little
while anyway).  She was in a short jumpsuit.  It would have to be
removed as it could neither be turned up as could a skirt nor lowered as
pants.  Killer happily unbuttoned her outfit and slipped it off her
shoulders so that it fell to the floor leaving her in just a bra and
panties.  Killer paused to take in the view of the lovely maiden he was
about to spank.  When he was sited he was able to gaze directly at her
short haired beaver as he lowered her panties to her ankles.  He wished
that he could have removed the bra also.  Lori almost burst into tears
from just the embarrassment.

In one way it was a comfort to Lori to be on Killer's lap for it hid her
nakedness for the nonce.  Her felling of shame was increased by being
able to feel that Killer's member was hard.  As Killer prepared to grip
her tightly he managed to grasp the strap of her bra and pull on it.
This disengaged the hooks and eyes.  Then holding her firmly he began to
spank her as he had with Sally just a short while ago.  He hadn't
intended to hit any harder than he had Sally, but he realized that he
was doing so and that it felt right.  As her cute little and most
spankable butt turned crimson red and felt as if it was on fire, Lori
was yelling, crying and promising to do as she should.  Killer
continued, however, to pound her butt until her uncle said: "Enough."

When she got up the disengaged bra fell leaving her wearing nought but a
glowing red shine on her derriere.  Through her tear filled eyes, Lori
could see the bulge that Killer's cock made in his jeans that she had
felt when she had been across his lap being soundly spanked like a she
was still a little child.  Even worse than that, there were two wet
spots on his jeans -- one he had made and one she had made.  Shamed and
humiliated were not adequate to describe how she felt.

She could barely hear her uncle as he continued the lecture about how
she must do her work and otherwise shape up.  Because of her extremely
juvenile behavior her uncle also decreed that she was prohibited from
having hair where only mature women do.  Sally was dispatched to get the
shaving stuff.  It was then that Lori realized that she was naked having
lost her bra somehow along the line.  Lori already had her armpits
smooth and Sally was given the task of shaving where her brother had
clipped three weeks earlier.

Lori was required to lie on the floor with her legs spread so the Sally
could do her assigned task.  Sally was having a ball.  She was now
taking a major role in getting back at her snobby cousin while still
being innocent of any juvenile code breaking..  Sally carefully wet down
Lori's pubic mound and lips and then most delicately covered it all with
shaving cream.  When she massaged that in, she made sure to stimulate
her cousin's already anxious love button just as her brother had a few
weeks ago.  She did not have the desire to plumb the hidden recesses of
her cousin's sex but to be sure that it was total smooth as per her
father's orders.  This was one time that Sally was being the very best
girl for daddy happily.  She did as far as she could and then directed
Lori to raise her legs so that she could get the lowest part with the
razor.  Both Kevin and Killer graciously assisted in holding Lori's legs
up and far apart.  It was merely accidental that they both got a
grandstand view of the hopelessly embarrassed girl while assisting Sally
knelling beside her.

When Sally declared all clean and smooth, both her brother and Killer
gave a long and careful feel to make sure.  They agreed but Lori nearly
died.  She felt like she was her little kitten that she had taken to the
vet to get neutered; totally helpless and at the mercy of others.  Then
her uncle explained that since this was the second time she has gotten
into such a situation, that the rules would be much stricter.  Kevin and
Sally would now check that did her assignments daily and that she
remained smooth twice a week.  Failure on the first point or of curfew
would be deal with severely and failure on the latter with a immediate
shave.  Uncle finished up with the suggestion that Lori probably has
homework to do.  The four all left and headed for their rooms.

Sally tried to comfort Lori, but she would have none of it.  She dashed
to her room and locked the door.  The very confused young lady sort
solace in her solitude.  First, a shower to try cleanse herself of the
defilement her body has been subjected to.  Second, a long soak in the
tub using her favorite bubble bath and scents.  Finally, she got into
bed with her most loved teddy bear who, despite missing an eye and an
ear. understood her the best.  The heat in her bottom somehow caused her
love button to demand attention.  When she tended to its needs she was
surprised to find how sensitive and smooth she was down there down.  She
could not resist these feeling as erotic thoughts flooded her mind and
caused her to furiously massage her cunt until she came several times.

Sally, Kevin and Killer went to Kev's room.  There they reveled in the
fun that they had with Lori and all confessed to being very horny.  Both
Sally and Kevin agreed that it was worth the spanking they had gotten
from Killer just to be able to enjoy the infliction of the punishments
upon the stuck-up cousin.  Killer admitted to having enjoyed to whole
time immensely while and even mussed about there being a future in being
a professional spanker.

But there was one question they were collectively dancing about: how
each would get off.  Killer carefully showed the wet spots on his jeans
from Lori, Kevin and himself and pointed out the ones on Sally's skirt
and Kevin's jeans.  They each had fantasies about how to do it.  Those
fantasies were limited to the two immediately available people.

Killer was dreaming about two of the three red asses he had just
spanked.  How nice it would be if they were kneeling on the bed side by
side so that he could slide his great and rampant man- sword into each
-- switching back and forth as he wished.  After all they were naughty
children that he had just spanked and thus no better than slaves (his
docile sex slaves, of course).  Three tight hot holes facing him and two
more on the other side ready to satisfy his every whim -- repeatedly
until he was fully satiated.

Kevin thoughts were quite different except for having two compliant sex
slaves.  He had dreamt about Lori for a long time but she had locked
herself in her room for now.  Who could know how the 'shaved pussy
inspection' might turn out but for now a different solution for his lust
must be found.  Killer should be down there behind him -- on his knees
-- using his tongue to pay homage to the butt he had blasphemed with the
strap.  Carefully licking the hot red ass to cool it with the saliva of
repentance.  And although never touched by the strap even to seek
forgiveness at the central rosebud.  Meanwhile Sally would be worshiping
his steel hard cock that was sticking straight out from his great bush.

Sally was seeing two handsome virile studs who had but one object -- to
please her, their great mistress.  Slowly they give her a full body
massage using their tireless tongues repeatedly caressing every part of
her body; plumbing each depression and cavity as best as possible.
Finally, slowly and ardently filling the hidden depths that was reason
for a male's existence -- not stopping until she and Cytherea were truly
satisfied.

But dreams are not reality and the three horny teens let their dreams
drift away as they striped off the clothes that were far to confining
and hot.  Soon they were romping together on Kevin's bed making out as
horny teens do the world over.  More and more Sally found herself
helpless as the two young studs played with her.  Killer's tongue felt
so wonderful as it explored very part of her hot juicy cunt while she
was supine on the bed and Kevin was straddling her with his hard shaft
teasing her lips.  She could not resist the love-sicle* and engulfed it
once again.  Kevin gently alternated fucking her month with allowing her
to suck it.  It was a game they both enjoyed for some time.  

Killer had opened the condom package that Kevin had flipped to him and
was rolling on the thin love-glove.  He then shifted position and pushed
his cloaked wand into her hot and wet hole.  She bucked in pleasure as
the two love shafts thrust in and out.  Eventually they stopped when all
were exhausted.

They were never in any danger of being discovered by their parents.  As
soon as the kids had left, Uncle George and Aunt Emma went through
miraculous metamorphoses.  The tennis elbow was discarded along with the
knitting.  George flipped Emma over his lap, raised her skirt, pulled
down her knickers and began to spank her.  "Emma, that was definitely
evil of you to suggest the strap for Kevin.  Of course, he deserved it
and will be a better boy for awhile."

Emma said nothing as the spanking began to raise her passions.  She, of
course, was whining; it was when she yelled "I'll do it" that George
knew she was ready to give him another wonderful blow job.  The kids
would be shocked if they knew that their parent liked sex and kinky sex
at that.

The End

© Copyright A.I.L. March 7, 1999

* Love-sicle is a play on "Popsicle" which is a trademark used for a
colored, flavored ice confection with a for a handle; it's sort of like
a lollipop.

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions. E-mail to:
<YLeeCoyote@Juno.com>


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