The Italian Connection Chapter 4
by Aldric

Copyright 2007 by Aldric, all rights reserved.

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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may
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(The idea for this story was a suggestion from a fan)

Principal Characters throughout this story include:
Lucia and Rossi, 13 years old twins
Seth, 14 years old, step brother to Lucia and Rossi
Shawn, 12 years old (Seth's brother)
Bart, 14 years old, Seth's best friend

The Italian Connection Chapter 4

The next day started simply enough.  Seth's clothes weren't
as bad as the day before and he wasn't given any special
instructions by Lucia.  By lunch time both Seth and Bart
were starting to think maybe she had forgotten.  But before
they were done eating she had sat down beside them and gave
them each a small pager.

"I'm going to send you each a text message sometime today
and I expect that both of you will do exactly what it says,"
she told them.

"But the teachers make us keep electronic stuff turned off
and put away," Seth answered.  "If we get caught using one
it will get taken away for the rest of the day."

"And we'll get detention," Bart added.

"I don't care if you get in trouble, you'll have to deal
with that on your own.  If you keep them on vibrate and in
your pocket you'll be fine.  All you have to do is read
press this button here to read the text; then you put it
away and do what it says.  You should be able to do that
without getting caught.

"What kind of stuff do you have in mind?" Bart asked.

"I'm going to give you simple but embarrassing instructions. 
If the instructions are countermanded by a teacher than you
do what the teacher says, but outside of that you following
my instructions.  If you do what I tell you then I won't
punish you at home—for your Seth that means you can go back
to being dressed in the house.  But if you don't then I'll
punish you like I did when you came home with the shorts on. 
Have you told Bart what happened?"

"She made me beat off," Seth said, feeling his ears heat up.

"That wouldn't be so bad," Bart said.  "I could do that."

"Then it's easy, don't do what I text you and you'll get
your chance.  But you'll also spend some time hanging around
in just your underwear and I'll be very tempted to invite
some other girls over."  Lucia saw him blush when she said
that.  "Do you want to back out of the deal and have me tell
your parents?"  Bart shook his head back and forth.  "Then
the directions are simple.  All you have to do is follow
them.  And if I get really frustrated, I can use the paddle
as often as I want."

She got up and left, giving Seth and Bart a few minutes
before their next class to talk about it.

"Was it really so bad beating off in front of a girl?" Bart
asked.

"I can't believe you think it would be easy!  Besides, Shawn
and Rossi were watching too."

"Yeah, I guess that would feel a little weird.  But its
better than being hit with the cane or humiliated in school,
isn't it?"

"I did it to avoid the cane—you wouldn't believe how much
that hurts.  And it hurts for days afterward too.  I guess
it depends on what she tells us to do.  I've had to be
downstairs in the underpants she makes me wear and that's
pretty embarrassing too.  Especially when my brother and
step brother keep making jokes about it.  I wouldn't want to
be there when she invites friends over."

"Wouldn't your mom stop her from doing it?"

"I thought so when I asked her, but she said I'd just have
to live through it.  She thinks humiliation is a better
punishment than the cane.  We'd better hurry or we'll be
late for class."

Their next class was history.  About half way through the
class Seth saw Bart pull out his pager and look at it, then
Bart turned and looked at him.  Seth pulled his out, but
there was no message.  He shrugged his shoulders to tell
Bart he had no instructions.  Then, in a class full of kids,
he watched Bart unbutton his shirt and take it off.  Bart
wasn't wearing a tee shirt under it, so it left him naked
from the waist up.  Seth saw his face turning bright red.

A few giggles from other classmates got the teacher's
attention.  "Uh, Bart, what do you think you're doing?" she
asked.  That got everyone to look at Bart and the whole
class started laughing.

"It's hot in here Miss Dumpsey," Bart said.  His face was
bright red.

"Well, I don't know," Miss Dumpsey said.  "Is anyone else
hot?"

Trying to take some of the attention off his friend, Seth
raised his hand.  None of the other students did.

"Well, I guess if you're that hot, okay.  Seth, you can take
your shirt off too if you you're hot."

Both Bart and Seth thought this wasn't going the way they
had hoped.  They both had hoped the teacher would order Bart
to put his shirt back on.  Because of the instructions from
Lucia, Bart had to keep his shirt off until that command was
overridden by a teacher.  Seth felt sorry for him, but he
was too embarrassed to take his own shirt off.  The teacher
waited a few seconds and then returned to teaching.

Just as the bell was ringing Seth felt his pager vibrate. 
He made sure the teacher wasn't looking and then pulled it
out.  It told him to pull his underwear up as high as he
could.  He waited until the other students were all in front
of him and then began pulling.  He was able to pull it up as
high as his belly button before it started to crush his
balls.  His shirt covered it so that nobody knew.

As soon as Bart got into the hallway the vice principal saw
him and asked him what the hell he thought he was doing. 
Bart told him the same thing; that he was cold, but the VP
ignored him and gave him a detention slip.  "Unless you are
fully dressed in the next ten seconds, I'll double that," he
said, holding his wrist out so that he could see his watch.

Bart pulled his shirt out and put it on as fast as he could,
earning a grunt from the vice principal.  "Make sure you
remember in the future that this is not a gymnasium and
clothing is not optional."

Bart waited until he was gone.  "Man, I thought that
wouldn't be so bad, but it felt really weird setting there
in class without a shirt and having everyone laugh at me."

"And you're the one who thought it would be easier to be
naked and beating off in front of Lucia."

"You mean you had to do that naked?  I thought you just
stuck your hands down your pants or something.  I almost
decided not to take my shirt off; that would have been a
mistake!  But my mom is going to ground me for the
detention."

Just then Seth felt his pager vibrate.  He took it out of
his pocket and read the message out loud so that Bart could
hear.  "Go to the rest room in the north hallway and give
your underpants to Rossi.  I don't like the sound of this."

"You'd better hurry, we only have a few minutes before the
next class and that bathroom is at the other end of the
school."

Seth took off running.  As he entered the bathroom he saw
there were about ten boys from Rossi's grade inside and the
stalls were occupied.  There was enough giggling and
smirking from the seventh grader's to let Seth know that
they knew what was about to happen.  He had two choices—he
could quickly strip and hurry back to class, or he could
walk out now and face additional punishment when he got
home.  He figured disappointing Rossi now in front of his
friends would only add to his misery later so he quickly
undid his pants and let them drop to the floor.

"Aw, shit, he's really going to do it," one boy said.  He
reached into his pocket and handed Rossi a dollar.  Three
other boys did the same.  Without saying a word Seth took
off the underpants (amid even more laughter when the boys
saw what he was wearing) and handed them to Rossi.  Rossi in
turn handed him a wad of clean toilet paper.  "Hang on to
it, you'll need it later."  The room emptied quickly as
everyone hurried to class.  Seth pulled the shorts back up
and shoved the toilet paper in a pocket and followed them.

The bell rang as he approached the classroom and he saw the
teacher close the door.  The school had a policy that one
the door was closed unless you had a pass you had to go to
the principal's office.

A few minutes later he had a pass to enter the classroom and
a detention notice to get signed by his parents.  He took
his time getting there and was hardly in his seat before his
pager went off again.  He had to wait until the teacher
looked around before he read the message.  His eyes nearly
bugged out of their sockets when he read the note.  There
was no backing out now; he'd be getting punished for the
detention slip but Lucia said she'd go easy on him if he
followed directions.  But if he didn't do what the message
said he'd get the cane for sure.  Watching to see if anyone
was paying attention to him he pulled the toilet paper from
his pocket and reached up his pants leg and put it around
his dick.  Then he loosened his belt and pushed his hand
inside his pants and began slowly stroking his dick,
allowing it to become hard.

He had to concentrate to control his breathing as he got
closer to climax.  He was pretty sure the kid to his left
was watching him but there was no stopping now.  He felt the
hollow feeling in his belly as had legs straightened out and
began to shoot into the toilet paper.  He completed the task
by using one hand to hold the paper and the other to squeeze
the last of the cum out of his dick.  He looked to his left
and saw that he was right; the kid was shaking his head and
trying to keep from laughing.

It suddenly dawned on Seth that he had just beat off in a
classroom full of kids and only one kid knew about it.  He
was sure that would change.  He had one more part of the
task to complete as soon as the bell rang—he had to bring
the evidence that he had completed the task back to the
bathroom and show it to Rossi.

The bathroom had the most of the same kids in it as before. 
Seth had done his best to turn the clean side of the toilet
paper out but it was still gooey with his cum as he showed
it to Rossi.

"How do we know he did it in class?" one boy asked.

"Because he was told to and he has to do what he's told,"
Rossi said.  "So pay up."

"He could have done it anywhere; we don't know he did it in
class.  We don't even know if that's really cum.  If he has
to do what he's told, then make him do something now while
we're watching," the boy said.  Other boys spoke up in
agreement.

"Put it in your mouth," Rossi said to Seth.

Seth responded without even thinking about what the
consequences might be.  "I did what I was told to do.  I'm
not putting it in my mouth."  Seth dropped the wad of paper
on the floor and turned to leave.

"I'm not paying," he heard the boy say.  "In fact, you lost
the bet, you have to pay us!"

"Yeah, pay up Rossi," other boys called out as Seth left. 
Now he began thinking that he might have made a mistake, but
it was too late now.  He hurried on to his last class.

Nothing else happened in class and he met Bart on the bus. 
Bart asked if what had happened but Seth didn't feel like
talking about it.  It would probably be all over school by
the next day anyway.  "I'll tell you about it later," he
said.  Then he saw Rossi getting on the bus and said, "Oh,
shit!"

Rossi had the beginnings of what might become a black eye
and the back pocket of his pants was torn.  He had a tear
stain down his cheek, but the look he gave Seth was pure
hatred.  Shawn got on the bus behind him and Seth saw that
he had a split lip.  Shawn allowed his hand to slap Seth's
face as he walked by.  He sat down next to Rossi.

"I'm think I'm screwed tonight," Seth said to Bart.  "You'd
better not come over.  I'll tell you about it tomorrow."

Lucia got on the bus a few seconds later.  She was smiling,
so Seth guessed she hadn't seen her twin brother.  As she
got to where Bart and Seth were sitting she spoke loud
enough for kids three rows away to hear.  "Your underpants
are hanging from the flagpole.  Go and get them, but do not
miss the bus."

Knowing he only had a few minutes before the buses pulled
out Seth hurried out.  All of the kids who were near him
were hooting and yelling at him as he ran to the flagpole
and lowered his underpants.  He got back on the bus just as
the driver was closing the door and returned to his seat. 
One look at Lucia showed that Rossi had told her what
happened.

Seth followed several yard behind the other three.  As they
approached the house they saw his and Shawn's mother waiting
for them on the porch.

"So tell me what happened," she asked when they got close.

"I got in a fight and I got suspended," Rossi said.  He
began to cry.  "How am I going to be able to tell papa?" 
Seth shuddered when he heard the word 'suspended'.

"You don't need to worry about telling him, he got called
and left work early.  He's there now and will probably be
home in a few minutes.  Let me see your face."  She was
fairly tender with him considering how angry Seth knew she
was.

"The nurse looked at it as school and said it was okay but
I'd probably have a shiner."

"I agree.  Go up to your room and wait for your dad to get
home."  She turned her attention next to Shawn.  "How about
you?"

"I'm not hurt!" Shawn said.

"Well, I can see that.  But I got called because you were
fight too.  Were you suspended as well?"

"No, but I got detention for two days."  He handed the slip
to his mother to have it signed.  "I heard the noise and
went in and broke it up.  I wasn't really fighting. 
Besides, there were four of them beating up Rossi.  He got
screwed; all he was doing was trying to defend himself."

"Well, I'm not signing this.  Show it to your dad when he
get home.  I was told you gave that Monrow boy a bloody
nose."

"I guess I did, but it was just because he was the one
hitting Rossi the most.  Mom, why can't you handle this
instead of Rossi's dad?"

"She's not going to because it's not her job," Rossi's dad
said as he came in the back door, slamming it behind him. 
The whole house shook from the force.  "Rossi, get down here
now!" he called up the stairs.  As Rossi came down, his dad
said, "Lucia proved she can take care of disciplining her
brothers and she is going to have her hands full tonight."

Rossi's face went from fear to something worse when he
realized his dad intended to allow his twin sister to punish
him.  And he knew that she was going to insist on seeing him
naked, something she hadn't seen since they were around five
years old.

"No dad, please, it wasn't my fault," Rossi pleaded.

"No, it wasn't, at least from the story I heard.  And you
aren't suspended anymore, I made a deal with your principal
and you and the other boys will serve detention together. 
But one thing the principal didn't understand is the dirty
paper on the floor.  What was that about?"

Rossi and Shawn stood there frozen.  Seth wasn't sure if
Shawn even knew, but he knew he had to speak up or Rossi was
going to say something that would get them all in even worse
trouble.

"It was mine," Seth said.  Everyone turned to look at him. 
"Rossi caught me beating, I mean, uh, masturbating in the
stall and started to make fun of me.  I threw the toilet
paper at him but I think I hit one of the other kids by
mistake.  He must have thought Rossi threw it at him."  It
was a weak story, one that could fall apart in a second if
anyone started asking questions, but it was the best he
could do on the spur of the moment.

"So you were there too?" his step dad asked.  "You caused
all this?"

"Yes sir, I guess I did.  But I didn't mean to."

"But you left when four boys were beating up your brother."

"No, Shawn wasn't there then," Seth said.  Then he realized
his step dad meant Rossi.  "They weren't fighting when I
left."  Seth could feel the story starting to unwrap
already.

"Is that all of it?" his step dad asked.

Seth decided it was time to change the subject before his
step father or his mother asked the right questions that
would point out the lie.  "No sir, earlier in the day I was
late to class and got detention."  He handed the detention
slip over.

"Why were you late to class?"

"Same reason, sir.  I was in the stall."

"I'm tired of this.  Lucia will take care of all three of
you.  Get upstairs so your mother and I can enjoy some
degree of peace and quiet.  After supper you three will
clean the table and do the dishes."  All three boys moved
slowly to the steps.  "Lucia, wait here a minute."

Lucia stood there until the boys had all gone upstairs. 
"Their stories stink, not a one of them is telling the
complete truth.  But I think your brother is the least
guilty.  At least one with the cane, but no more than two."

"Can I keep them undressed when I'm done?" she asked, hoping
the answer would be yes.

"No," her father said, making her heart fall.  "You mother
wants them dressed for dinner; she says naked boys throw off
her appetite.  However, after dinner, you may do what you
think is necessary."  Lucia had to work hard to keep the
smile from showing on her face.

"And Shawn is clearly misleading us as to his role in all of
this," her step mother said.  "Use what ever methods you
feel are best, but his punishment should not exceed the one
given to Rossi.  Seth, however, is holding back the most. 
He told me last night he is concerned about you having
friend over when he is restricted from wearing clothes. 
Warm him up with the cane but don't hold back on the
humiliation.  I think you're right about it being as useful
as corporal punishment."

"Yes, of course your mother is right," papa said.  "And you
can use it several nights in a row, unlike the cane where
you have to be careful and allow healing to occur.  I agree,
use that on all three as you wish."

Lucia felt like she had died and gone to heaven.  She
hurried away to carry out the necessary punishments but as
she passed the front door the doorbell rang.  She stopped
and opened it and found Bart and a man she guessed was his
father standing there.

"Are your parent's home?" the man asked.

"Yes sir, their in the kitchen, right through there," she
said, pointing the way.  The man pushed Bart ahead and said
"Thank you," as he headed where she had pointed.

As soon as she got upstairs she told all three boys to
strip.

"Me too?" asked Rossi, plainly distressed by the idea.  "But
I didn't do anything!  It was all his fault," he said,
pointing at Seth.  "And Shawn was only trying to help me."

"Yeah, I was just trying to help," Shawn said, looking
relieved.  "I shouldn't be punished either."

"What part of the word 'strip' did you miss?  Each of you is
getting the cane tonight and maybe more if you piss me off. 
I'll find out exactly what happened, don't worry about that. 
But papa knows you lied and he expects a suitable punishment
from me and I don't intend to disappoint him."

"This isn't fair!" Rossi said as he began undressing. 
"We're the same age and you shouldn't be seeing me naked."

"I'm the older twin, and if you keep complaining I'll make
it even worse than I plan.  Now hurry up and strip before I
get angry."

Down in the kitchen, Bart's father was explaining why he was
there.  "It seems that Bart here was behaving strangely in
school today and got himself a detention.  His mother ruled
out spanking a few years ago, but I've talked to her.  She
has consented to starting again, but can't bear to watch or
listen.  So I was wondering how you feel about corporal
punishment?  If you don't mind, I would like to borrow your
basement until I can find a suitable place to do it when
necessary.

"Oh, corporal punishment is an accepted practice here, don't
worry about that Jim," Seth's mother said.  "But Antonio has
allowed a family tradition to be continued that we are
hoping will be very helpful."  Bart's father raised his
eyebrows in question.  Nobody looked at Bart, who knew
exactly what the tradition involved.

"Yes, for generations it has been up to the oldest daughter
to be in charge of discipline of the other children and the
mother to take care of the oldest daughter," Antonio said. 
"Fortunately for Mary here, Lucia does not get into trouble
so she doesn't need to be bothered.  And Lucia is getting
quiet good at raising her siblings."

"We also had problems with our sons at school today and
Lucia is upstairs right now deciding how to deal with it. 
Why don't you go up and watch?  I'm sure if you want she
wouldn't be put out to have one more to discipline."

Right on cue the sound of a cane striking a boy's bare butt
was heard, followed immediately by a tearful yell of ono.

"She likes to make them count out the strokes in Italian,"
Mary said by way of explanation.

"I do believe Bart and I will go and watch if you'll excuse
us."  As he turned towards the stairs the cane swished
through the air and landed on a bare butt again.  "Due" was
shouted out along with the cry of pain.

Bart and his dad got to the room just in time to see Lucia
plant the third stroke across Seth's butt and hear him cry
out once before counting.  Lucia told him to go stand in the
corner and realized she had company when she saw Rossi and
Shawn looking at the doorway.

"Hello Bart," she said.  "And I assume you are Mr. Rohland,"
she said to his dad.

"Yes, I am.  Your father said I could come and watch.  Do
you mind if I inspect your work?"

"No, please feel free.  Seth, come here and show Mr. Rohland
your butt."  Seth had tears running down his cheeks but he
hurried over to where they were standing and turned around
and bent over.  Mr. Rohland ran his hand down one of the red
welts Lucia had just added to Seth's backside.  Seth cried
out but stood still as Bart's dad touched him.

"Do the boys resent being naked for their punishment?" Mr.
Rohland asked, looking at Rossi and Shawn standing there
waiting their turn.

"Yes, very much," she answered.  "They dislike it almost as
much as the cane itself.  That makes the punishment even
more effective."

"Yes, I can see that it would," he said.  "Would you mind
greatly if I gave you another boy to take care of?"

"No, it wouldn't be any problem at all," Lucia said, once
again trying to hide a smile.  "Is it your intention that I
use the cane on Bart?"

"Yes, it is, as long as you don't mind.  I think one would
be enough for tonight, just to let him know how it feels. 
Then if he gets into trouble in the future I will feel more
comfortable adding more."

"As you wish sir," Lucia said, trying to sound very
professional.  "Bart, remove all of your clothes."  She
waited to see if Bart's father would override that command,
but he didn't.

"Please dad, couldn't you take care of it?  I don't want her
to see me," Bart said.

"Then that is even more reason to have her do it," he said
to Bart.  "I leave him in your care; send him down as soon
as you are finished."

"Yes sir, if you're in a hurry.  But the cane is only the
beginning of the punishment for these three.  There will be
other punishments that are less painful after we eat.  I'm
sure my parents wouldn't mind if Bart stayed for dinner."

"Okay, I'll make sure they don't mind before I leave. 
Please have him home by nine so that he can get to bed on
time."  He started to leave and then stopped.  "I may send
Bart over here for future sessions if that would be okay
with you.  But I need to know you'll be careful in the use
of the cane.  Anything more serious than a welt will upset
his mother."

"Oh, don't worry sir, I'm not even allowed to cane my
brothers without my father's permission.  And if I draw any
blood then my mother will use the cane on me.  I am very
good with it and know just how often and how hard it can be
used.  For other times there are paddles or hand slaps.  And
Seth especially hates being restricted to wearing nothing
but underpants around the house.  I would not use the cane
on Bart unless you or my father told me it was okay first. 
And generally my father tells me the maximum strokes I may
give."

"Then I will do the same.  Thank you for making that clear. 
Hurry up now, Bart; I don't think you want to keep her
waiting."  Bart began removing his clothes even faster as
his father left the room and went downstairs.

Lucia saw that there were already tears in Bart's eyes and
decided to take advantage of that as Bart removed the last
item of clothing and covered his groin with his hands.

"I think I'll do you last Bart.  You can watch Rossi and
Shawn get theirs.  I think it will scare you even more
knowing what's going to happen when it's your turn.  So
stand there next to Seth with your hands behind your neck
until I call for you."

"Shawn, let's have you next.  You're going to get just one
for now, but I may give you more later."  Shawn moved to
where Seth had been standing and bent over.  Lucia didn't
waste any time with him and simply swung the cane, making
contact right at the point where his legs and buttocks came
together.  The hit wasn't very hard but he cried out anyway. 
He stood up and started to walk over to stand next to his
brother.

"You didn't count it, so I'll have to do it again," Lucia
said.

"I'm sorry, really sorry.  I didn't know you wanted me to
count it.  Please don't hit me again."

She didn't really like using the cane as much as other
punishments and this gave her an opportunity to further
degrade her younger step brother.  Do you remember how I
punished you brother yesterday?  I want you to do the same
thing.  You have three minutes or I'll give you two more
strokes with the cane."

Shawn didn't waste any time complaining, he began to stroke
his dick to get it hard.  As soon as he had an erection he
did everything he could to ignore the fact that like he was
beating off in front of an audience and bring himself to
climax as quickly as possible.  He was only able to produce
a tiny amount of semen, but it was enough for Lucia to allow
him to stand and turn to Rossi.

"Now for you il fratello.  Sto andando inciterlo a gridure!" 
The other boys didn't understand what she had said but knew
it must be bad because Rossi's face turned white.  Lucia sat
on Seth's bed and ordered her twin over her lap.  Once
positioned she began spanking him slowly and deliberately,
covering both cheeks from top to bottom.  She didn't stop
until his entire backside was red.

"Now for the cane," she said, pulling him up by an ear. 
"Shall it be one stroke?  Or the five that papa allowed? 
What do you think it should be little brother?"  She put
special emphasis on the word little, making Rossi blush.

"I've never said a bad word about you or to you Lucia.  Why
are you doing this to me?"

"Because I can.  And because I want to.  Tu sei il mio
schiavo!"

"I am NOT your slave," Rossi said.  If papa said five, then
give me five.  But I'll not be a slave to you just because
you are a minute older than me."

"You understand Italian better than you let on," Lucia said,
surprised.  "Because of that, and because you are right, I'm
only going to give you one.  And a light one at that.  Get
ready."

Rossi got into position and she hit him a very soft stroke
with the cane.  He didn't even cry out from the hit and all
that could be seen was a slight red line where it had hit. 
"Go stand with the others," she told her brother.

"Okay Bart, you're cute and I would let you get by with a
warning except your dad expects a stripe across your ass, so
let's get it over with."  She pushed him into the position
and swung the cane as hard as she had when hitting Seth and
Shawn.  Bart was not expecting it to hurt so much and nearly
fell over, yelling from the pain.

"There, if your father is still here he will know the job is
done.  Stand up there next to the other boys and put your
hands behind your neck."  Bart didn't exactly walk; he more
waddled as he tried to take steps without flexing his
buttocks.

Lucia stood in front of the four boys.  She decided to
arrange them by age, putting Shawn first, then Rossi, Bart,
and finally Seth.  She used the cane to lift each boy's dick
and get a good look at their sacks.  She was amazed at the
differences.  Shawn had a nicely formed dick.  Although it
was the shortest of the four, it was nearly as big around as
Bart's.  And he had some visible hair above the base.

Rossi, her brother, also had hair.  Being Italian, his hair
was course and black and thus was more visible than her
light-haired step brothers.  His penis was erect, sticking
straight out from his body.

Bart's was cute.  It was long, longer even than Seth's, but
thinner.  Soft hair covered the base and much of his sack.

Seth had hair, but she had to look close to see it since it
was nearly blond and very thin.  Although he was the oldest,
the lack of visible hair made him look much younger.

Finally she was done, knowing there would be plenty of
chances to see them again in the future.  "Okay Rossi, tell
me exactly what happened.  How did you get into a fight?"

Rossi didn't know how much she might know and didn't want to
risk a lie at this point so he told her the complete truth. 
He had told other boys that his step brother had lost a bet
and had to do what he was told.  He told them that Seth was
going to walk into the bathroom, strip off his pants, and
hand his underpants over to him.  A couple of boys didn't
believe him and he made bets.

"You told other boys what was going to happen and then you
made bets on it?" Lucia said.  "I told you to keep
everything we were doing quiet so we didn't get in trouble
and you went and risked it all.  How much did you win?"

"Twelve dollars," he said.

But then he explained how bet again that Seth was going to
beat off in his next class and bring the evidence back.  But
when Seth came back, some of the boys didn't believe it. 
One of the kids told him to prove that Seth had to do what
he was told by telling Seth to eat the cum-stained toilet
tissue.

"He refused, and threw it at me.  Then he left.  The other
kids demanded I pay off both bets because he didn't do what
he was told.  I didn't have that much money and they
threatened me, telling me to have the money the next day or
else.  That's when Shawn came in. and that's when the fight
started.  He's just a better fighter than me."

Lucia turned to Shawn.  "You stood up for Rossi?"

"Not like you mean," Shawn answered without thinking.  "My
stupid brother started all this and I figured that if I
helped Rossi then he'd let me in on some of the fun too."

"Oh, how noble of you," Lucia said.  She turned back to her
brother.  "You were stupid and got what you deserved.  If I
had known the truth I would have caned you as hard as I did
the others.  No more bets from now on."

"You're not going to cane me again?" Rossi asked, not
believing his good luck.

"No, I'm not.  I hope you learned something from this.  If
not, you can expect to stand naked in front of me several
more times in the future."

"Can I get dressed now?" he asked, still clearly embarrassed
by standing naked in front of his sister.

"Not just yet.  I have another punishment in mind for you
for telling other boys."  Lucia turned to Seth.  "You agreed
to do what Rossi and me told you to do, didn't you?"

"Yeah, I guess so.  But he wanted me to eat…"

"The point is, he told you to do something and you refused. 
Is that correct?"  Seth nodded his head.

"Then you have a choice to make.  Either we go and tell papa
that you admitted the playboy was yours AND that you got it
from Bart, or you accept the following:  First, the maximum
time we can do stuff to you is now twenty days instead of
fourteen.  Second, we'll think about giving Shawn a chance
to get back at you more directly.  And finally, number
three, a special punishment for you and Rossi together for
what happened today."

Seth had already made the decision not to let his step
father know the truth about the magazine, so that option was
out.  "What is this special punishment I have to do with
Rossi?"

"Since you wouldn't eat some of your semen, you can eat some
of his.  You have to suck his dick."

All but Bart spoke at once.  "No!" said Seth.  "Aw, I don't
know about that," said Rossi.  "Cool, I wish he had to do
that to me," said Shawn.

"For telling me no when I just told you to do it you have to
do Shawn too," Lucia said.

"Aw, come on, anything but that," Seth said.

"Okay Shawn, let's go tell papa that he punished the wrong
boy when he didn't believe you about the magazine," Lucia
said.

"Aww, the hell with that, I'd rather make him suck my dick."

"We can't make him do anything.  We were blackmailing him,
but he's called our bluff and now all we have is that, so
let's go downstairs and tell papa."

Lucia was halfway out the door pushing Shawn ahead of here
when Seth caved in.  "Hold it a second.  I guess I'll do
it," he said.

"All right!" Shawn said, returning to the room.  "Can we
make him suck Bart's dick too?"

"I told you, we can't make him do anything.  But if that's
the punishment you want to give him, then you can tell him
to do it and see if he will.  Or you can wait and get a
chance to make him do something later."

While making his brother do something really horrible was
appealing, knowing that he could make him do something later
was just as good.  "I guess I'll wait and use my turn
later," he said.  Both Bart and Seth looked relieved.

"Start with Rossi so he can get dressed.  Rossi, I know this
is embarrassing for you, but this is your punishment for
what you did today.  But it's almost time for us to get
called down for dinner so don't keep us waiting."

Rossi moved back to Seth's bed and stroked his dick a few
times to get it started.  Seth looked like he was going to
puke, but he got on his knees between Rossi's legs and put
his mouth around Rossi's appendage and began sucking.  He
had never done it before and Rossi had never had it done,
but it didn't take long for Rossi to figure out what felt
good and soon he had a hand around the back of Seth's head
and was driving him down and pulling him back at a speed
that gave him the most pleasure.  The warmth was a lot
better than a hand and it didn't take long before he pushed
Seth's head down hard and held it there while his body
twitched and arched. When he released Seth's head there was
a long trail of white cum hanging down Seth's chin.

"Now it's my turn," Shawn said, taking Rossi's place while
Rossi quickly dressed.  Shawn had been watching closely and
immediately put both hands behind his brother's head to
control it.  As with Rossi, it didn't take long before he
began to moan and kick his legs out while holding Seth's
mouth down.

Once he was done Lucia made him stand up and face her. 
"Unless you want to make a regular practice doing that, I
would suggest you do as you're told," Lucia said to him. 
"You will do what you're told, even it you think it's
disgusting.  You can always come and complain to me later
and if I agree I will punish Rossi or Shawn for making you
do something they shouldn't have."  She turned to the two
younger boys and said, "And you guys had better understand
that if you go too far I will cane you as hard as I can and
for as many strokes as I'm allowed.  Think about what you
tell him to do and what might happen because of it."

"Can I make him do that again?" Rossi asked.

"Oh, so you enjoyed that, didn't you?" his sister asked as
she smiled at him.  He didn't answer but the redness of his
face was good enough.  "You can make him do it three more
times, but not in front of other kids unless I say it's okay
first."

"How about Shawn?" he asked.  "I mean, can I make him suck
Shawn's dick too?"

"He did hate that more than sucking yours, didn't he," she
said as she considered it.  "Even though his motive was
self-centered, he did come and help you when you needed it. 
You can make him suck his brother's dick twice."

Seth felt like his life was ruined.  Having to give his
little brother a blowjob was the most demeaning thing that
had ever been done to him.  And now he was going to have to
do it twice more.  He knew he had to take whatever they made
him do or she would add more to the punishment.  And now
Shawn was going to get to make him do stuff too.  He was
dreading what the next days would bring.

While he was contemplating that they were called down to
dinner.  "Seth, you'll remain naked for the rest of the
night.  Bart, you'll remain naked until your dad says
otherwise," Lucia said.

"Except for dinner," Seth said.  "My mom says she wants me
to wear a shirt while we're eating.  But I have to take it
off again as soon as we're done."

"Well then, unless she says otherwise, just bring a shirt. 
Both of you," she said, including Bart.  "How utterly
embarrassing this must be for you," she added, noting that
Seth's dick was partially erect.  Rossi and Shawn had
listened and were now openly laughing at Seth and Bart's
misfortune.

With bright red faces, he and Bart followed the others to
the kitchen wearing nothing but a shirt.