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DADDY, I'M SORRY: HALLOWEEN [ part 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. |