Chapter 1

The three girls stood before Judge E. Fudd and trembled as he was pouring forth his opinion of them and their actions. He said he was going to exam their school records and if they were lacking then they'd be going off to Juvenal detention till they were eighteen years old.

Kelly, Emily and Caroline stood by their fathers and couldn't help but smile.

Oops. Maybe I should have started at the beginning.

October 1st Wednesday morning Phil received a call from his city councilman asking for his help with the Halloween bash for the school kids. This time the city decided that there would be a two-part party. One would be for the younger kids with a haunted house and costumes. The second party would be for the junior high and high schoolers. Of course to pull this off there would have to be a large donation to fund such an event. Phil promised to donate a handsome amount for the bash. The councilman reminded Phil that Halloween was on a Friday night and the city wanted as many kids in one place as possible, especially since trick or treating had been banned.

Phil called his younger brother who is well known in the Chicagoland area as a rock star and radio DJ. Phil convinced him to play at the high school bash. He got the girls involved in promotions and decorating the empty warehouse. The girls got their friends involved and soon most of the kids were doing something to insure a good time for all. That is except for Lisa Anderson who had been kicked out of junior high school three weeks before summer vacation.

Lisa and her friends wouldn't be caught dead at the bash. It was the nerds and geeks night out as far as Lisa, Claire Barth and Mary Adams were concerned. She and her fellow conspirators decided that maybe they could do something to get even with Kelly, Caroline and Emily.

Halloween night and the warehouse was filling up long before the start time. Kelly proudly showed off her uncle Bernie who was busy signing autographs. Bernie McCracken was the keyboardist for the group 'Deep Six'.

A side step from this part of the story if you please. Phil & Bernie's parents insisted that they learn an instrument. Since Bernie always had an interest in music he chose the keyboard and Phil just followed. Bernie wanted to play all types of music while Phil preferred the crooner's ballads. He'd play Johnny Mathis, Dean Martin, Frank Sinatra, Tom Jones etc. While Kelly was a baby Phil often rocked her to sleep while singing, 'The Twelfth of Never' or 'Strangers in the Night'.

When the girls were busy he'd play the keyboard and softly sing. Kelly and Emily whenever they'd catch him singing would kid him about the moldy oldies and would often mimic gagging. Caroline however would listen enraptured. Then again when the love of your life sings even if he sounds like Tiny Tim, to her he sounds like Pavarotti. A couple of weeks ago while the girls had a study group with four other girls; Phil was at the Clavinova and was singing. Caroline came and listened to hear him croon. He looked at her and started with Tom Jones' 'What's New Pussycat?' putting emphasis on the 'Pussy'. He fortissimo on the finial "Your pussycat nose." All the while looking Caroline in the eye and smiling. He went into Dean Martin's 'In the Misty Moonlight' but went over the edge when he sang Johnny Mathis's 'Chances Are'. Caroline had been so turned on and got wet down, eh, down there, she didn't realize she lost control of her bladder and peed on herself and the carpet.

Phil was singing to Caroline who had this dreamy look on her face when suddenly she looked surprised, looked down, screamed, put her hands to her face and ran out of the room.

Phil was confused, he couldn't figure out what he could have said or sung that could cause her to respond like that. He smelled the scent of ammonia. He looked where Caroline was standing and saw the yellow stain on the Champaign colored carpet.

Kelly and the rest of the girls ran in and ask what happened?

"Caroline had an accident." Phil solemnly said. "None of you will make fun of her now will you?"

Kelly and Emily turned to the other girls and said, "No we won't. Will we?" The tone of voice and a look that could kill convinced the other girls not to rib Caroline.

"Thank you ladies. I owe you big time." Phil said as he left the room.

He found Caroline in the bathroom cleaning herself.

"Little one." He gently said.

She turned and looked at him. Her face was red and her eyes puffy.

"Little one, I'm honored."

"Why?" she mumbled

"I didn't know I had it in me to cause a girl (here he stopped and corrected himself) a woman to become so involved in a song that she losses control of herself. He spread his arms inviting her to come for a hug.

She came and they wrapped their arms around each other. Caroline had her face buried in his shirt.

"Diff yohmmf meanit." Phil cupped her face and leaned back and asked, "What did you say?"

"Did you mean it? The songs. Did you mean them?"

Phil leaned over and kissed her forehead and then her nose and then tenderly on the lips. He then put his mouth to her ear and whispered "Yes little one I do."

Now back to the Halloween Bash.

Bernie and the Deep Six were playing loud. To loud for Phil to take much longer. The Dubois' also couldn't take the volume. They told the girls Phil would pick them up at 1:00 when the bash would shut down.

Emily, Kelly and Caroline were the hits of the party. They danced with everyone. They'd go to the wallflowers and asked them if they wanted to dance. As the boys mumbled the girls would take their hand and drag them to the dance floor. The girls enjoyed it all, the dancing, the attention, the music, everything.

One point of the party they would remember was when the band took a break. Bernie took the mike and said,

"Guys! I just can't believe the language you use. They way you talk to these lovely ladies is abominable. Let me recite an old poem for you,

Banish the use of the four letter words
Whose meanings are never obscure.
The Anglos and Saxons, those bawdy old birds,
Where vulgar, obscene and impure.
But cherish the use of the weak-kneed phase
That never quite says what you mean;
You'd better be known for your hypocrite ways
Than as vulgar, impure or obscene.

When nature is calling, plain speaking is out.
When ladies, God bless' em, are milling about,
You may wee-wee, make water, or empty the glass;
You can powder your nose; even "Johnnie" may pass;
Shake the dew off the lily; see the man 'bout the dog',
Or when everyone's soused, it's "condensing the fog."
But be pleased to remember if you would know bliss
That only in Shakespeare do characters- - - -.

When your dinners are hearty with onions and beans,
With garlic and cola and bacon and greens;
Your bowels get busy distilling a gas
That nature insists be permitted to pass.
You are polite, and try to exhale
Without noise or odor (you frequently fail);
Expecting a zephyr, you usually start,
For even a deafer would call it a - - - -.

You may speak of a "movement" or sit on a seat,
Have a passage, or stool-or simply excrete,
Or say to the others, "I'm going out back"
And groan in pure joy in that smelly old shack.
You can go "Lay a cable" or "do number two"
Or sit on the toidey and make a do-do,
But ladies and men who are socially fit
Under no provocation will go take a - - - -.

A woman has bosoms, a bust, or a breast,
Those lily white swellings that bulge 'neat
Her vest.
They are towers of ivory, sheaves of new wheat;
In a moment of passion, ripe apples to eat.
You may speak of her nipples as small rings of fire.
With hardly a question of raising her ire.
But by her grandfather's beard will she throw fits
If you speak of them roundly as good honest - - - -.

It's a quivering pigeon, caressing you hand,
Or the National Anthem that makes us all stand.
Or perhaps it's a flower, a grotto, a well,
The hope of the world, or a velvety hell,
But friend heed this warning, beware the affront
Of aping a Saxon: don't call it a - - - -.

Though a lady repel your advance, She'll be kind
Just as long as you 'intimate" what's on your mind.
You may tell her you're hungry, you need to be swung,
You may ask her see how your etchings are hung,
You may mention the ashes that need to be hauled;
Put the lid on her sauce-pan ("lay" isn't to bald);
But the moment you're forthright, get ready to duck:
The girl isn't born yet who'll stand for "Let's - - - -."

So boys, take to heart what you learned today.
When tempted to curse, hold those words at bay.
Abandon the language that's' vulgar and lacks class,
Cause should you use them, then you can kiss my - - -!"

This brought a howl of laughter from the boys and the girls as well as the adults who where chaperoning the party. For the rest of the evening girls could be seen waggling their fingers at a boys face.

Time flew or so it seemed. 1:00 am came much to soon for all the kids. Bernie and the Deep Six had stopped playing an hour ago and the kids were saying their goodbyes.

Phil waited by the door; he'd be patient and not rush the girls. Phil turned when he felt a lite tap on his shoulder. There stood a police officer.

"Hey Bob haven't seen you since the barbeque. How you doing?"

"Sorry to say this Phil but I'm here on business. There has been some trouble at the Junior High school, graffiti and broken windows. A few minutes ago we got an anonymous phone call telling us that Kelly, Caroline and a friend of theirs, Emily Dubois are responsible for the damage. You know Emily?"

"Very well. You met her and her parents at the barbeque. I know they didn't have anything to do with the vandalism. They've been here all night."

"Have you?"

"Eh. No I haven't. But the junior high is at least seven miles from here. How could they get there and back?"

"Phil, I know Kelly and Caroline and if you say Emily is not involved than I believe you. But Lt. Haley and principal Carlton would like you and the girls to come to the school, if you don't mind."

Phil rounded up the girls and explained what had happened. His heart broke when their happy faces turn to despair.

First Phil heard, "Daddy, Papa, Mr. McCracken!" and then in unison, "We didn't do nuttin!!!"

"I know you didn't and the police know you didn't but they still want us at the school, now." Phil explained.

"Papa can I use your phone?" asked Caroline.

"I'll take care of it this time little one. No need to bother your Father."

Caroline knew in her heart that if Papa said it'd be all right than it'll be all right.

Phil did call the Dubois and informed them of the situation. If they weren't needed then Emily would spend the night with him and of course the girls.

At the school Phil walked into Mr. Carlton's office where his old friend Lt. Bill Haley meet him. Phil once had been and auxiliary officer serving one day a week. This allowed him to carry a gun. The program was eliminated but Phil kept in contact with the friends he made on the force.

Lt. Haley greeted the girls but couldn't resist the temptation to tease them a bit.

"Okay girls can you prove you didn't do the vandalism to the school?"

All three started to protest and proclaimed their innocence's.

"Come on Bill, don't tease em." Phil said.

Phil looked at Caroline who was doing a little dance. He leaned over and asked her, "You gotta use the rest room?"

"Nooo." She said. But left the room any way. Emily and Kelly went with her.

Phil and Bill chitchatted for a while until the girls returned.

Bill looked at them and said, "You may be wondering why I asked you to be here since it's so late and we know you had nothing to do with the with the vandalism. Hooligans are rarely smart. Most of the time they're a French fry short of a happy meal. Those idiots didn't realize that there are ten different video cameras recording everything that happened. We just wanted you here to see if you could identify them." "What's' a hooligan?" asked Caroline.

"Never mind, lets get on with it."

Principal Carlton walked in the office and even at that late hour his face lit up and the gleam in his eyes shown at the presence of the Musketeers. He invited everyone into the security office where a series of video monitors showed black and white grainy pictures of the schools campus.

"I've already identified seven of the eight kids involved. I hope you can id the last one and we can make a clean sweep right away." said Mr. Carlton. He secretly wanted Emily or Kelly or Caroline to be involved. He wanted to see another video.

The only one that Mr. Carlton couldn't identify was the driver of the car that brought the eights delinquents. Kelly told Mr. Carlton that it was Mark Adams, Mary's brother.

Lt. Haley told Officer Bob Collins to get the addresses of the offenders from Principal Carlton and then round them up.

Phil called Tom and explained the evening's events and told him that he'd bring Emily home around lunch. He was sure that they'd be sleeping late.

That night in Phil's large bed the four of them relieved the tensions of the early mornings events. Phil and Caroline paired off as Kelly and Emily 69'd. One cum and they were fast asleep.

Chapter 2

The phone woke Phil up. It was 10:30am and the states attorney asked Phil if he and the girls could be at courtroom 312 this afternoon at 2:30pm. Phil assured him they'd be there.

The courtroom was not large. It was used mostly cases involving children and families. The states attorney explained the all the kids denied their involvement, which only sealed their fates. They were shown the videos and heard the tape accusing Kelly, Caroline and Emily of being the perpetrators. Lisa Anderson had been the one identified as the caller.

All the boys were to be sent to boot camp for a year. Toni Banks and Heather Barrett since they only stayed at the car and didn't do any damage. Yet it was assumed they acted as lookouts or at least could have walked away. Instead they denied everything thus they obstructed justice. They were placed on one year's probation having to report to an officer once a week. They'd have to do community service for a year and just one minor infraction would send them to Juvenal detention for the remainder of the sentence.

Now for some reason Mr. Carlton stepped in and made a request of Judge E. Fudd. That request was to be revealed now that the McCracken's, Dubois' and the musketeers were here.

Mr. Carlton greeted everyone and addressed the court,

"Your honor. As principal of the junior high school, I feel I've failed these girls here who stand before you. Yet I know that redemption is within their grasp if they'd but reach out and take it. A former member of Lisa's little gang is here in this court. She has appeared before you, your honor. Yet her father did something that changed her life. To lose these girls to the whims of their self-indulgence would be failing society. I ask that Mr. McCracken take these offenders for a day and do what ever it was that caused the change in his daughters life."

Judge E. Fudd looked at each of the wayward girls and then at Phil and Kelly.

"I am well aware of Kelly's transformation and I agree that some times a firm hand is required. Right now the firmer the better. If Lisa, Claire and Mary agree and volunteer to submit to his administration Then I'll give them the same sentence as Toni and Heather. If they refuse then its' boot camp for a year."

Lisa, Mary and Claire all started crying. Claire and Mary were accusing Lisa of getting them into trouble.

Lisa's Mother said, "Send her to the boot camp. That way I'd be rid of the brat for a year."

For some reason it was that statement that caused Lisa to choose the day with the McCracken's.

Claire and Mary were in a panic. They had no idea what to expect. They didn't want to go to boot camp but they had no Idea what Kelly and now Caroline would be doing to them. They did know that Kelly was still there so Phil didn't kill her, and she was a much better person.

All three decided to spend a day with Phil, Kelly and Caroline.

Phil addressed the court, "Your honor, I thank you for the accolades however I must tell the truth. I couldn't have accomplished what I did with out the help of Tom, Julie and Emily Dubois. If the girls are submitting to me for a day then let it be known that they'll be submitting to all six of us. If that is all right with you Judge."

"If that is what it will take. Well girls? Which will it be? Boot camp or Mr. McCracken's Correction Academy?"

All three chose the 'Academy'.

"Be at the Dubois residence at 9:00am tomorrow. Don't be late or you'll be sorry or I should say sorrier. Remember, this is like a roller coaster ride, once you start you can't get off. Once you walk in the door there'll be no stopping until your parents pick you up at 5:00pm. Is that understood?" asked Phil.

They nodded that they understood.

After a quick discussion, Tom went home to rearrange the basement. He would remove the 'reward' toys like the Sybian machine. While he was doing that Phil, Julie and the girls had to drive to Chicago to a shop that specialized in B/D equipment and outfits. They'd have to hurry, as it was to close soon.

Mr. Carlton did request a copy of the video if one were to be made. He asked with the greatest expectation.

At the store Julie picked out three sets of wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, arm cuffs, and collars all with locks. An extra spreader bar, two lite straps and two rattan canes. Two cat-O-nine tails with braded tails, these were meant to punish. Several paddles of different weights, some were leather and a couple were wood. Nipple clamps were bought and tried on the musketeers.

The girls were told to pick out dominatrix outfits shoes or boots included. Kelly picked out a leather outfit that had a mini skirt. She got several pairs of black nylons. Her shoes were 3-inch heel platforms. She vividly remembered her session with the four-½ inch needle high heels. She got a belt with a hook to hang a severe looking strap.

Caroline chose an outfit that didn't quite fit the image; it was a blue satin teddy, blue nylons and blue thigh high boots with 3-inch heels. It was the only one in the store that would fit her diminutive figure. She had lost all the fat that embarrassed her. The belt only came in black, as was the riding crop that hung from it.

Emily chose a black teddy, garters, nylons, 4-inch high heels (black), from her belt hung a four-foot dog whip made of nylon. The whip stung like the devil but wouldn't cut.

They made a stop at the grocery store a got a large bottle of Nair and a couple of jars of Vicks Mentholated rub. Thick steaks, potatoes and some nice wine for the lunch tomorrow as well as plain oatmeal.

At the Dubois home the all discussed what would done for eight hours and what wouldn't be done. It was decided not to pee on the miscreants. Nothing would be done that would leave a mark for more than a week and no sex, at least for the ones being disciplined. Tickling too seemed out of order, but being tied and gagged does seem to be proper.

They decided that they'd all get to bed early and that the McCracken clan would spend the night. This time however the pairing off would be different. Julie took Kelly by the hand and said, "Let a woman who knows how to make love to another woman make love to you."

Tom simply took Caroline's hand and led her to the guest room. She looked back wistfully at Phil. Emily came to Phil and said, "I guess its' you and me tonight." She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him deeply and with passion.

Chapter 3

The knock on the door came at 8:50am. Tom opened the door and there stood Mary Adams with her Father.

"Come in." Tom gestured for them to enter.

"Mary, please do as you're told and accept the consequences of your actions. I've been patient with you, hopping you'd see the light and come around. This is you last chance. Mess up and it's boot camp for a year. If that happens then you leave me no choice but to send you to a strict boarding school when you get back from camp." Mary's Father pleaded with her. He and Phil had a lot in common.

Before Tom could close the door another car drove up. Claire Barth got and walked up the steps to greet Tom. He Mother glared at her from the drivers seat.

Exactly at 9:00am Lisa arrived kicking and screaming. Her Father had to drag her out of the car by her spiked hair. Her walked up the stairs and pushed her through the door. He liked the sight that greeted him. There stood Phil and Julie each with a strap in their hands. They were watching as Mary and Claire were removing their clothes. When Lisa saw her friends she let loose with another triad of obscenities.

Julie walked over to her and said, "Strip!"

"F--k you B---h! I'm not taking my clothes off for anyone!"

"Except her boyfriends." Sighed her Father.

"Mr. Anderson will you help us to get her undressed?" Tom asked.

Phil, Tom and Mr. Anderson grabbed various articles of clothing and pulled or pushed as needed. Soon she was as naked as her friends except that now they were wearing collars, wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs, all with locks. Lisa is a fourteen year old, she had been held back in school. Her breasts were nicely developed.

Julie made sure that Lisa would soon match her friends.

"Okay girls follow me." said Julie as she turned on her heel and walked to the basement stairs. She never looked back to see if her order was being followed.

Claire and Mary feel instep behind Julie. Lisa had to be pushed and assisted down the stairs. There the girls saw a sight that made their blood run cold. Emily, Kelly and Caroline, dressed up like something out of a gothic horror show.

Looking around Mary and Claire noticed four video cameras turned on and recording.

Caroline walked to Mary. She attached her wrist cuffs then led he to a chain hanging from the ceiling. There was a hook on the end of the chain, which clipped to the cuffs. Caroline then went to a crank located next to the wall and started to turn the handle.

Clack clack clack clack clack

Mary's arms were pulled up and soon the chain caused them to be taut.

Emily did the same for Claire.

It took Kelly, Phil and Tom to get Lisa suspended.

"I guess we're going to have to take the fight out of her," said Tom "I'll be right back."

Lisa was yelling and making all sorts of threats.

Julie stood before the suspended girls and told them to watch what was about to happen to their captured leader.

Tom returned with two buckets of water, cold water from the laundry room tape. He put one down and the other he poured over Lisa's head.

The water was not iced but in October it was about 50 degrees. Lisa's body chilled as water washed out the temporary dye in her hair. The other bucket washed more dye out.

Tom went to get more water as Kelly and Phil started to wash her hair with a bar of soap. Tom returned and another bucket of water poured over her Lisa's head.

Lisa's teeth were chattering. Her body was shivering and her hair lay limp on her head. More water splashed against her running the mixed dyes down the drain.

"Nothing left to say?" asked Kelly.

"F...f..f--k y..you, bbb---hhh."

Caroline piped in with, "I think she should be gagged."

"Hmmm I think you're right." said Julie "but which one should we use?"

"The penis gag. She always was a cocksucker." said Caroline. Oops the look on Papa's face told her she'll pay for that one, oh well the shot was worth it.

"If you make too much noise or make threats then you too can have a gag." Emily told the hanging girls.

Phil placed his hand on Lisa's back and slid it down to her rump.

"She's really cold. Why don't you girls warm her up?" he said.

Kelly stood to Lisa's left, Emily to her right and Caroline stood in front of her.

Emily jerked her little whip and it snaked out. She brought across Lisa's shoulders.

Twick!

"Yeowwww!!!!!"

Kelly raised her strap and brought down across Lisa's butt cheeks.

Crack!

"Ooouuuwww!"

Caroline took the riding crop and brought the leather tip down sharply on Lisa's left breast's nipple.

Whap!

"Ooohhhh!"

Twick!

Crack!

Whap!

Lisa was jumping and pulled on her bounds. She twisted trying to avoid the punishing strikes on her body.

Twick! Twick! Twick!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Whap! Whap! Whap!

"I think she's warm enough now," said Julie. "I think it's that that we show them that they are nothing but little spoiled children."

Julie got the large bottle of Nair and handed it to Caroline. Caroline put a generous amount on her fingers and started to rub it on Lisa's mound. She worked her way to her pussy lips and finally up her crevice. She handed the bottle to Kelly who applied the depilatory to Mary. Emily did Claire.

"We'll let it set for ten minutes and then wipe it off. Come Emily, Caroline, Kelly lets take a break. No talking unless you want to end up like Lisa.

Lisa, Mary and Claire were left hanging in silence. Ten minutes later the Musketeers returned with towels and started wiping the Nair and hair. Soon they had naked pussies like Emily and Kelly. Caroline decided that it was time she joined her sister in the bare twat club.

Once the hanging girls where cleaned up Julie announced that the punishments were to start. She went to Lisa and said, "Had you co-operated you wouldn't have such a head start."

Mr. McCracken, Mr. Dubois and myself will each spank you for five minutes. Then Emily, Kelly and Caroline will have at you for five minutes. Then we'll take a break before administering more correction. Men, shall we begin?"

Julie went to Mary, Tom went to Claire and Phil went to Lisa.

Julie exclaimed, "Begin!"

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

For five minutes the suspended girls got a hard hand spanking, no warm up for these naughty children.

Phil Moved to Mary Tom went to Lisa and Julie went Claire. Again for five minutes the sound of hinnies being punished filled the basement.

Now Phil went to Claire Tom went to Mary and Julie went to Lisa.

Five minutes later three very contrite crying girls were ready to repent. They would have gladly joined a convent just to get away from that basement.

They were left hanging and sobbing for ten minutes.

"Okay girls, its' time for some real!! Punishment."

Kelly went to Lisa, Caroline went to Mary and Emily went to Claire. Julie exclaimed, "Begin!"

Crack! Wwwoooeeee!

Twick! Screech!

Whap! Yipes!

For five minutes the Musketeers gave their best attention to the girl in front of them.

"Time!" Yelled Julie.

Kelly went to Mary; Emily went to Lisa and Caroline to Claire.

Twick! OOWWWWW!!

Crack! Yyyooowww

Whap! Ouch!

Five more minutes, the Musketeers arms were growing tired.

"Time!" Yelled Julie.

Kelly went to Claire, Caroline went to Lisa and Emily went to Mary.

Emily's whip would wrap around shoulders, tummies, butts and thighs. She'd swing up between legs and down the crevice of the cheeks.

Caroline punished nipples and areolas until the breasts became swollen. Phil was disappointed at the vengeance his little one was taking on her former tormentors. She'd beat the girls Mounds of Venus and their clefts and inner thighs.

Kelly used her strap, lite, as it was to punish the backsides of her former friends. She did a good job for by the time she was done those behinds were red with blotchy black and blue marks.

"Time!" yelled Julie.

Addressing the miscreants, Julie said, "We'll be taking a break now for about a half hour. We'll release till its' time to resume."

This came as welcomed news to the hanging girls; they were tied of having their arms stretched above their heads. They would be sadly mistaken.

Kelly and Emily went to Mary and released her, but immediately attached the cuffs together behind her back. They had her get on the knees. Caroline brought the large jar of Vicks and three hands dipped in and brought out large globs of the mentholated grease. Kelly rubbed in unto Mary's right breast while Emily did Mary's left. Caroline was rubbing the stuff on Mary's butt cheeks and thighs. This was done to keep the pain at its present level not allowing the pain to subside.

Mary was then forced to lie down on the concrete floor while her ankles were attached to her wrist cuffs. Mary was now hogtied and whimpering.

Claire got the same treatment.

The only difference with Lisa was when was laid down it was not on the concrete floor but the Bristol mat Tom had borrowed from Phil for a special session with Emily and Julie.

Tom and Julie had already gone upstairs and were playing the monster with two backs. Phil was changing the videotapes. The Musketeers went upstairs to get a little relief. Phil was going to start lunch.

Phil walked into the living room and saw Tom and Julie engaged. The girls had their pussies exposed and were just about to fondly each other. Somewhere in this vast universe there is a controlling entity that wanted a bit of justice to be visited on the Musketeers. All three yelped and said "The Vicks!"

It seems that while they wiped their hands there was still a lot on their fingers. Those fingers found their way in another girl's pussy. Vicks works as a liniment and on labia's, let alone inside, it burns.

Three girls scrambled for the bathroom.

Phil thought, maybe they'll go easier on the little delinquents downstairs.

The break was supposed to be only as long as it took to cum. It took quite q while for the girls to get the Vicks out of their twats. So long that lunch was nearly ready.

"Go and bring them up here. We'll be eating in fifteen minutes." Phil told the girls.

Soon three girls walked into the kitchen. Hands attached behind their backs and hobble chains attached to their ankles. They could only step as high a step.

"Kelly, teach them tower position, nadu." Phil directed.

Kelly sat Japanese style with her legs spread apart.

"Do it!" Emily ordered.

The three bound girls managed to sit. Only Mary spread her legs as far as they'd go.

Caroline stepped forward and tapped the leather tip of the riding crop against Lisa's nipple and said, "Do you want me to make you do it right?"

Two sets of legs slide as open as they'd go. The three girls sitting in tower smelled a delicious aroma of steaks, mashed potatoes, rice and vegetable medley.

They sat and watched as Phil poured wine for all six diners. Kelly and Emily served the food. The three sitting tower were left to watch. Many accolades were given for the meal and Phil blushed. Dessert was apple pie.

Once they were done eating and had cleared the table it was announced that it was time for the delinquents to eat. Phil went to a large pot that he had left to cool. He spooned out luke warm oatmeal, made with water, not milk. Three bowls were filled, as were three bowls of tepid water. These bowls were placed before the miscreants.

Lisa, Mary and Claire looked at the gooey mess and asked, "Don't we get steaks?"

"Nope! You've not earned it. If you won't eat what's put in front of you I'll let Emily and her whip convince you to eat." said Phil.

"How can we eat with our arms behind our backs, or with out spoons?"

"Guess. You have ten seconds to start."

The leaned forward and buried their faces into the bowls and lapped up the not to tasty gruel. When they had finished eating they drank the water by sucking it up. Some of the oatmeal that had stuck to their faces fell into the water making a vapid mess.

Having finished their lunch, Phil asked them if they needed to go to the bathroom. This of course embarrassed them and they blushed.

Kelly helped Claire get up and held her arm as she escorted her to one of the two bathrooms in the Dubois home. Caroline assisted Mary. Once seated on the porcelain throne each of the girls found it difficult to do their business. Never before did they have to go with their arms and feet bound and some one they didn't like standing over them. It took threats of more punishments to force the to void their bladders. Then the ultimate indignity another girl wiped them clean.

After Lisa had relieved herself the girls were ushered back down stairs and told to assume tower position. Julie told them that they were going to play a game. She produced three eggs and put one on the floor in front of each girl. You are going to push the eggs across the floors from here to the other end of the basement with your nose. You will be encouraged to do it as fast as possible by having one of our darling daughters whip your asses with a strap. If the egg breaks, you lose. The winner gets to sit out the next game. The girl whipping the winner's ass will get a special treat tonight, Phil's home made rum soaked baa baas. On the count of three begin pushing.

"One!" "Two!" "Three!"

Whap! The straps started hitting their marks. The Musketeers didn't hit as hard as could have nor as often as they wanted, not after Phil pointed out the Karma that was visited on them.

Mary's egg did break and she sat crying lightly as she waited for the game to end.

Lisa was ahead of Mary. It was hard with the hobble chains keeping them from moving to forward more then ten inches at a time.

Lisa won. She was again suspended while Mary and Claire played the next game.

Julie had their cuffs unattached. The girls were to stand, legs apart, arms out, palms up. A one-pound book was placed on each palm.

"The first one to drop a book losses." Julie said.

Caroline stepped forward with her riding crop and started to smack nipples. Whap! "Ooommpphhh."

Whap! "Owwww>"

Whap! "MMmmmmm"

Caroline went from one girl to the other, from one tit to the other.

Whap! "Nooooo!"

Whap! "Plleeaassee."

Whap! Thunk! Claire dropped the book. Mary was suspended along side Lisa.

"Claire, you get three minutes with Emily and her whip. You can try and run to avoid her if you want. But you ankles will be hobbled again." Julie told her.

Claire tried to run as the whip snaked around her hips. And then her down her shoulders. And then around her tummy. She kept moving.

Several times the whip missed her. Emily thought that if she'd wrap the whip around Claire's legs she'd fall and could not escape any of the blows. She thought better of it. She purposely missed a few times. She never swung with all her strength. Emily was getting tied of this game. After three minutes Claire collapsed on the floor and cried. She was allowed five minutes of self-indulgence.

"All right girls back up stairs." Julie ordered.

The girls were released and hopped up the stairs. They followed Julie to the master bedroom.

"It's 2:15. We're going to let you take a nap." Kelly, Caroline and Emily pushed the girls together as Phil and Tom wrapped ropes around them. Once secure, the girls were placed on the bed and covered up.

"No talking!" Tom ordered.

The punishing six went to the living room and all made love. They all lay together, on top of each other. One girl could turn her head and seen a twat to lick or a dick to suck. The made mad love until 3:45.

They went upstairs and released the girls for next to last of their punishments. To Kelly and Caroline it would be the most insipid. Phil would lecture them on morals, ethics and responsibility.

There they hung, a captive audience for Phil.

At 4:40 Phil finally finished.

"Okay girls, you will now get the last punishment, ten minutes with wooden paddles." Julie solemnly told the suspended girls.

Kelly, Caroline and Emily started the swing the long paddles with the holes drilled in them.

Whack! It sounded like a gunshot in the basement.

Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!

The Musketeers decided they wouldn't hit to hard, they'd space the blows and they wouldn't beat them for ten minutes. It would only seem that long.

They whacked the three butts for four minutes and even taking it easy on them still produced bright red and hot rear ends.

As they were being released Phil told them, "I want you to know this. If your parents feel it is necessary the can bring you back here any time.

Their hands were attached behind their backs and with hobbled legs led back up stairs.

Julie told them to at the doorway and wait for their parents and then snapped a leash to their collars.

"Aren't we going to get dressed?" asked Lisa.

"Nope, you'll be led out of here just as you are. You clothes are in these bags and no more talking or I'll let Emily at you until you folks show up."

As each parent arrived Tom or Julie led them out to the car and handed the leash and keys to the parent.

Twenty minutes Phil had his arm around Caroline and the other around Kelly.

"Papa, can we go home now."

"Sure little one, what do you want to do when we get there?"

"I dunno, maybe watch a video."

"Yeah 'Lady and the Tramp'" said Kelly.