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REPORT CARD BLUES (FM/g, nc, spank, pedo, oral, anal)
   Prologue
   The evening sun cast long shadows down Pine Avenue.  Tree lined lawns
led up to well-maintained solid five bedroom houses.  Sprinklers played on
the lawns and colourful flower beds.  It was quieter than usual for the
time of evening.  The kids who were out playing seemed subdued.  Usually
there would have been Darleen on her skateboard, Amy on her bike, Julisa
and Anna skipping, but many of the kids were noticeably absent.  Their
friends who were out playing didn't ask each other why they weren't out and
didn't bother calling at their homes for them; things like that were best
left alone on report card day.
   That afternoon at the local Elementary School each child had received a
brown paper envelope containing their report card and a reply slip for
parents to complete.  As the children streamed out of school the girls of
Pine Avenue gathered to walk home together.
   Darleen was the eldest at eleven.  A slim pretty black girl with a
winning smile, her bushy hair was collected together at the rear of her
head in a tight bunch held by a yellow hair tie adorned with a sweet
plastic flower.  Her winning smile was missing and her bottom lip quivered
as she thought about what waited for her at home.
   Sandra was ten-years-old; a long haired blonde girl, she was tall and
thin with an oval face.  Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and her blue
eyes looked watery.  Her thin mouth usually had a toothy grin but today it
was shut tight and turned down at the edges.
   Amy was also ten-years-old.  A firm friend of Sandra, Amy had short
black hair and was small for her age.  She had a cute face and an
infectious giggle.  Today she was quiet and withdrawn.
   Julisa was a nine year old Hispanic.  She had lush shoulder length brown
hair that was tied into two bunches.  Her body was thin but she had wide
hips and thighs.  She had deep brown eyes that flitted about fearfully as
she bit her lip.
   Anna was also nine-years-old.  She was the smallest of the girls, chubby
with a plain face and short mousy hair.  Always the quietest of the five,
she was doing her best to make herself seem invisible.  She could feel the
hot burning in her eyes; her tears weren't far away.
   They made their way home together in silence; a collective group of
misery.  As they reached Pine Avenue and began to walk down the road
Darleen was the first to reach her house.  She turned and waved sadly to
them.
   One by one the girls went into their respective houses with their hated
report cards held in shaking hands.  Anna's tears had started before she
even got to the door.
   The shadows along the street lengthened and soon dusk arrived.  The
street became a little busier as cars started turning into the houses'
drives, bringing the commuting workers home.
   115 Pine Avenue, Darleen, Aged 11
   Darleen knelt on the floor under the window and drew the curtains.  She
was completely naked; her mother had pulled her clothes off and repeatedly
slapped her face when she saw her report card.  In this high performing
household anything less than an A was unacceptable and Darleen's collection
of B's and C's had failed to impress.  Then her Mom had taken out the
dreaded red ribbon to tie in Darleen's hair.  Darleen had begun to wail and
plead with her Mom when she saw it.  When her Dad came up to spank her, the
red ribbon was her Mom's sign that he was free to sexually enjoy his
daughter in any way he saw fit.
   Darleen's body was just on the verge of pubescence.  Her little breasts
were sprouting and were tiny mounds topped with hard erect nipples.  Her
pussy had started to swell and there was a little moustache just visible at
the top of her slit.  Her bottom had grown in the last year to become a
firm smooth chubby protruding expanse of two firm black cheeks.
   The tears slipped down Darleen's cheeks as she finished closing the
curtains.  She stood up, her eyes drawn to the bed on which lay a heavy
black leather spanking strap.  The strap glistened with the baby oil that
her Mom had made her rub onto it "So it really hurts you.", her Mom had
said.  Darleen had tried to explain to her Mom that the big heavy strap
really hurt her without any baby oil on it, but her Mom had got angry and
had made her take the whole bottle of baby oil up with her so her Daddy
could oil her bottom before spanking her.  Darleen had cried really hard
because she knew how much more spankings hurt her bottom when it was
covered with baby oil.  Daddy's strap was just going to hurt so bad!
   Darleen caught sight of herself in the mirror with that big red ribbon
tied in her hair.  She let out a miserable sob.  Daddy got so excited when
he was allowed to use her sexually that he would spank her ten times as
hard.  She put her hands on her large smooth bottom cheeks and wept as she
thought of how lumpy and ridged they'd be after her father had welted them
with the strap.  She tried not to think about what would happen next, but a
vision of her father's huge hard penis dripping slimy stuff out of the end
of it came into her mind.  Before she had left home, Darleen's older sister
had told her that sometimes, if you were a good girl for Daddy before a
spanking, you wouldn't get it so hard.  Darleen gulped down a sob; she'd
try to be a really good girl for him.
   Darleen jumped as she heard the door slam; Daddy was back.  Weeping
miserably she climbed up on the bed on her knees and bent over with her
butt towards the door.  She put her head down on the bed and shuffled her
knees apart.  Then she reached behind, took hold of her butt cheeks and
pulled them apart really hard.  She felt the cold air on her bottom hole
and inside her pussy as the lips opened.  Maybe if she waited like this for
Daddy he'd let her be a good girl for him.
   Downstairs Darleen's mom was undressing her husband.  A large black man,
he was a well paid professional and demanded the highest levels of
achievement from his daughters.  Darleen's mom's month began to suck her
husband's cock and he moaned with satisfaction.  She took his cock out of
her mouth and looked up at him.
   "Guess which little girl's wearing a red ribbon today?" she said.
   Her husband grinned and rubbed his big erect cock.  His wife smiled as
he showed her how hard he was.
   "Looks like Darleen's gonna be off at school for a day or two!" she
said, nodding her approval at him.
   As he disappeared upstairs she grinned to herself.  By the time
Darleen's Daddy had finished with her, that little girl wouldn't be walking
straight for days; no sir!
   Darleen's Daddy stood outside his daughter's bedroom.  He loved spanking
her little wobbly bottom; her lower than expected grades provided him with
the perfect excuse to give her young sensitive cheeks a real good work-out
with the strap.  She was going to feel every single one of those licks;
he'd make sure of that!  And afterwards, with his wife's full approval,
he'd stick his aching cock up her tiny butt-hole.  He'd done it to his
elder daughter right up until she'd left home; now it was Darleen's turn.
   He opened the door and his cock jerked at the sight of his little
daughter bent over holding her bottom cheeks open for him.  Her face looked
up at him from between her legs.
   "Sniff!  Sniff!  P...please Daddy!  I'll be good for you!" she wept.
   He came up behind her to examine her butt in detail.  Her skin was a
dark black like his; it only served to emphasise the pinkness of her open
pussy and the pink stretched-tight skin around her butt hole.  He saw how
her hands dug into the full soft butt cheeks; those cheeks would be able to
take a lot of strapping, just like her big sister's had.  He saw the baby
oil lying next to the strap on the bed and grinned.  So it was to be an
`oily bottom' strapping; that would really get her screaming!  And a good
intimate application of the oil would make her ready for his cock when he'd
finished teaching her ass a lesson.  He picked up the baby oil.
   "Very nice, Darleen." he said, "I can see you're going to be very good
for me later.  You can take your hands away now.  I'm going to oil your
butt so the strap can hurt you more."
   "Please, Daddy!" whined Darleen, "I'm sorry my grades weren't good
enough!  Please don't oil my butt!  Strap me without oil! 
Pleeeeeeeeeease!"
   Her hands reluctantly left her bottom as instructed and the plump black
cheeks closed together.  Her father squeezed the oil over her bottom and
she felt the cold wetness of it running down her cheeks and legs.  Then her
Daddy smoothed the slippery oil over her bottom and upper thighs.  Darleen
wept piteously as her bottom was oiled; the strap was going to burn like
white heat on her oiled bottom.  Then Daddy's fingers started working the
oil into her butt crack.  Darleen wailed as a big adult finger began to
insert itself into her anus.  More oil was dribbled between her butt cheeks
and the finger pushed up and was wriggled about inside her.  The finger was
withdrawn and she felt two fingers begin to press at her tight entrance.
   "Daddeeeeeeeey!  Noooooooooo!" she wept.
   The fingers began to enter her and her sphincter was painfully
stretched.
   "Boo hoo!  Pleeeeeeease!  Don't!" she wailed, twisting her bottom as the
fingers were pushed up.
   She felt more oil running down her crack and onto where the fingers were
in her ass.  Then the fingers began to be roughly thrust in and out of her
anus, hard and fast.
   "Whaaaaaaaa!  Stoooooooop!  Daddeeeeeeeey!" she wailed.
   Her father was enjoying himself abusing his little daughter's anus.  The
slick squishy sounds of his fingers working in and out of her little hole
made his balls tingle.  The feel of her tight hot muscular anus made him
long to put his cock up it.  But first he wanted to enjoy himself
disciplining her little bottom with the big leather strap.  He knew she'd
be begging him to let her use her little body to please him long before the
spanking was finished, just like her big sister used to.
   He withdrew his fingers and wiped them on the bedclothes; it was time to
give his little girl the whippin' her poor grades had so deservedly earned
her.  He picked up the nasty thick strap and looked at the quivering cheeks
of his small daughter's bottom seeing how it wobbled slightly as she
sobbed. Her head-down, bottom-up, kneeling-on-all-fours position was
perfect; it thrust her bottom out rudely, the cheeks begging for their
punishment.  He held the strap high, ready to give her a butt lickin' she'd
remember.
   "NOOOOOOOO!  NOOOOOOOOO!" wailed Darleen, as she watched the strap being
raised from between her legs.
   THWAP!
   The strap landed with solid force across the two reluctantly offered
cheeks.  A fine mist of oil shot off at a tangent to where the tails of the
strap landed.  Darleen jerked forward as her little bottom flattened and
sprang back.
   "YAAAAAAAAAAH!" she howled; the pain in her bottom was more than any
spanking she'd ever had before.
   Darleen snatched her hand back behind her, grabbing at where the strap
had landed as she howled her protest.
   "Get that hand away, Darleen!" her father said in warning.
   Wailing miserably Darleen did as she was told, re-presenting her bottom
to her father.
   THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!
   Her father strapped his little daughter's bottom as she screamed and
twisted.  After only a few spanks with the strap, her hand was back behind
her trying to ward the terrible painful strap away.
   Her father grinned at her exciting girlish attempts to avoid the
spanking.  He put his left foot on the bed next to her, grabbed her hands
in his left hand and held her tightly around her waist.  Then he began to
continuously spank her bottom hard with the strap.
   THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!
THWAP!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  DADDEEEEEY!  YEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  NOOOOOOOOOO!" she
squealed.
   Her bottom felt like a blowtorch and was being held to it.  Daddy was
strapping her oily bottom so hard!  The pain was so bad!  It kept hurting
more and more!
   Her Daddy was really enjoying himself now.  Darleen was shrieking and
squealing her desperate pleas; her little bottom was wriggling so her
pretty holes were all exposed; her soft sensitive cheeks were getting all
marked up from the hard strapping.
   Darleen's father's cock bounced around as he strapped his daughter and
pre-cum started to slick off the end of it as it bounced.  He really hoped
she'd start to beg him to use her sexually; he had loved hearing his elder
daughter do that.
   THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!
   "YAAAAAAAAAAH!  DADDEEEEEEEY!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  MY BUTT!  NOOOOOOOOO! 
IT HURTS!"
   THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!
   "AAAAAAAAAAAH!  PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!  STOOOOOOOP!  DADDEEEEEEEEY! 
EEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
   THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!  THWAP!
   "NYAAAAAAAAAAA!  STOOOOOOOOP!  PUT IT IN MY BUTT!  EEEEEEEEEEEE!  PUT
YOUR COCKY THERE!  YEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  ANYTHING!  AAAAAAAAAAH!  I'LL BE GOOD!
STOOOOOOOOP!  DADDEEEEEEEEEY!  PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!"
   Darleen's father threw the strap down.  He loved spanking them when they
were little like Darleen; their screams and pleading was so desperate.  His
cock needed hard sex right now.  He grabbed Darleen's hips, pushing away
her hands that were trying to rub and kneed the pain out of her welted
bottom.  He held his cock and slipped it between the little cheeks until it
engaged with the tiny hole there; then he pushed hard.
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" shrieked Darleen, as her father's big cock began its
ascent up her tight little bottom hole.
   Darleen's father's eyes blinked wide with delight; her small butt was so
tight and hot.  He resolved to use it all the time now when she was little,
before it became bigger.  He jammed his cock up, pumping it into her.
   "YAAAAAAAAAAAH!  YAAAAAAAAAAH!  DADDEEEEEEEEEY!" she howled as he thrust
up her.
   He groaned and twisted himself in her to maximise his pleasure.  He
could feel he was not far from cuming now.  He was panting and moaning as
his cock pistioned in and out of the tight reluctant hole.  His body began
to shake and a moment later he was pumping has cum up her as he wailed with
pressure and his body sparked and contorted with joy.
   As the orgasm subsided he ground his cock into his sobbing daughter.
   "You better make sure your grades are good next time, Darleen!" he
scolded.
   "Bwaaaaaaah!  I will!  I will!  I will!" she wept.
   He pulled out of her and left her howling on the bed.  He headed
downstairs to have a word with his wife about her finding more reasons for
him to punish Darleen.  Perhaps every single night before she went to bed
would be good!
   400 Pine Avenue, Sandra, Aged 10
   Sandra was standing up stiff and straight, so straight she could feel
her back stretching.  Her hands were on top of her head and all she had on
was a pair of white cotton panties.  She had waited miserably until her mom
came home.  Her mom was single and had been some high-up in the military
before changing to a well paid job in industry.  As she stood to attention
her mother read her report card.
   Sandra's mom looked over the top of the report card at her young
daughter's long thin athletic body; she didn't have an ounce of fat on her,
except for her bottom.  Like a lot of kids, Sandra's bottom was thin but
protruded in two perfect little bubbles and filled out her panties in the
most delightful way.  Sandra's mom felt her pussy prickle; there was plenty
in this report card to give her more than enough excuse to enjoy herself
hurting her daughter's bottom.  She strode over to her daughter and stood
in front of her, bending down so her face was right up in her daughter's.
   "You stupid child!" she yelled, "You gone done it this time!  I told you
what you'd get if you brought home a `D'!  I warned you, Sandra!"
   Sandra's mom slipped her hand down the back of her daughter's panties
and fondled her little bottom.  She eased her finger between the frightened
clenched cheeks to poke at the little anus.
   "Gonna whup this lil' ass `til you can't sit for a week!" she breathed
into her daughter's ear, "Then you're gonna give momma some sweeeet lurve!"
she said in a lower huskier voice.
   Sandra's frightened whiny sobs made her mother's pussy wet itself.
   "Go and fetch the hairbrush and spoon, child!" her mother ordered,
"There's gonna be a whuppin' in this house!"
   Sandra ran through the house to where the brush and spoon were kept in
her mother's bedroom closet.  Weeping with fear, she took the implements
off their hooks.  The hairbrush was made of a thick black heavy wood;
wielded by an athletic mother, who had no fear of spanking her daughter
very hard indeed, it could raise blisters that remained indescribably
painful to the touch for days after; Sandra would be yelping and crying
every time she sat down.  And when it came to sitting down, her mother had
found an old wooden highchair for just that purpose.  For up to an hour the
next day Sandra would be made to sit naked in the chair, her feet off the
ground, her hands on her head, howling at the pain in her bottom.
   The wooden spoon was eighteen inches long and made of a heavy dark
hardwood.  It was for those parts of her bottom that the hairbrush couldn't
reach.  Sandra's sobs erupted as she lifted the wooden spoon off its hook
and thought of the things her Mommy would do to her with it and how she
would be screaming for the next week every time she went to the toilet.
   She ran back to the lounge where her mother was waiting to spank her.
   "Ten seconds, Sandra!" her mother said as she arrived panting, "You took
too long!  Take your panties off!"
   Sandra handed the hairbrush and wooden spoon to her mother and then
pulled her panties down and took them off, tearfully offering them up to
her mother.  Her last protection removed, Sandra felt the cold air around
her pussy and bottom.  She began to weep more loudly as the spanking
neared. Her mother took the panties off her and deposited them on a coffee
table.
   "Drop and give me twenty!" her mother commanded.
   Sandra immediately crouched down and got into the press-ups position. 
She began to push herself up and down as she held her body rigid and bent
and straightened her arms.  She began to whimper in fear; she could feel
her mother standing over her.  She knew what her mother was going to do
next.
   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!
   The hairbrush whacked into Sandra's bottom.
   "AAAAAAAAAAH!  AAAAAAAAAAAH!" Sandra howled.
   "Faster, child!" her mother demanded, "Put some effort into it!"
   Sandra wailed as she pumped her arms, pushing the weight of her body up
and lowering it.  Her bottom burned from the hard hairbrush spanks.  She
had to keep going and finish the twenty or her mom would go wild with the
hairbrush.
   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  MOMMEEEEEEEY!  NOOOOOOOOOO!" wailed Sandra, her
bottom waving from side to side as she tried to carry on doing her
press-ups.
   "No slacking!" her mother berated her, "Keep it up!"
   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!
   "YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Sandra shrieked and finishing her final press-up,
collapsed on the floor on her stomach, her hands grabbing at her bottom as
she squirmed about.
   "Get up!" her mother demanded, "Squat thrusts!  Gimme thirty!"
   Sandra pulled herself up until she was kneeling with her hands on the
floor.  Then she walked her feet back a little until she was ready.  She
began to jump her feet forward until her feet were next to her hands, her
knees tucked in and her bum stuck out, and then backwards until her legs
were stretched out behind her and her bum arched back.  Her mother stood
behind her to enjoy the view.
   Her little daughter's bottom was bright red from the hairbrush spanks it
had already received.  Sandra's mom watched as Sandra tucked herself up
into a squat; her bottom bulged out, the red cheeks parting to show off the
child's anus and pussy.  Then Sandra thrust back with her legs, her bottom
tightening into a clench as she held her position.
   Sandra's mom pulled off her jogging top and her firm breasts bounced
out. She dragged her jogging bottoms off.  Her muscular legs framed her
large soaking pussy; her pubic hair was neatly trimmed making her engorged
red pussy seem even larger and wetter.  She watched her sweating daughter's
bottom bulging and clenching as the young girl exercised.  Sandra's mom's
pussy throbbed; she wet her dry lips with her tongue and tightened her grip
on the hairbrush; this was where her fun really began.
   Sandra was weeping loudly; her bottom stung from the hairbrush spanking
and her limbs ached from the repeated exercising.  She tried to keep going
but her legs started to skitter over the floor as she tired.
   "Lazy child!" her mother scolded, "Just like it said in your report!"
   Her mother's hand rested on her back.
   "Stay like that!" her mother said.
   Sandra had just got into the squat position her bottom stuck out, the
skin stretched tight.
   "Whaaaaaaaaa!  No!  No!  Mommy!  Please!" she wailed.
   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  MOMMEEEEEEEEEEY!" she squealed as the hairbrush hurt
her little bottom cheeks.
   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!
   Sandra twisted her scalded bottom as the hairbrush punished it.  Her
weakened legs went from under her and she fell on the floor.  Her mother
gave an outraged roar and pulled her daughter up by her ear.  Sandra put
her hands to her agonised ear, dancing about and wailing, as the mother
pulled on it.
   "Right!  Let's do this properly!" her mother thundered.
   Sandra danced across the room following her tightly pulled ear as her
mother led her to the sofa.  As Sandra howled with the pain in her ear she
realised her mother was naked.  She started to panic and jump about, trying
to get away; when her Mommy got naked to give a spanking it meant Sandra's
bottom would be blistered until she couldn't sit for days.  She could
already smell her Mommy's excited pussy, even through her streaming nose.
She wailed in terror as her mother sat on the sofa, grabbed her and threw
her across her lap.
   Her mother lost no time in positioning her.  Sandra was pushed over her
lap until she was bent over her mother's left knee.  She felt like she was
going to slide off, then she felt her mother's muscular right leg clamping
over her own legs, holding her tightly so she couldn't kick or wriggle. 
All Sandra could think about was how much her bottom must be sticking up.
   Sandra's mom took a moment to enjoy the sight of her daughter's
perfectly presented bottom thrust up in front of her.  The tiny muscular
cheeks already had their spank spots reddened and by the hairbrush and they
twitched in fear as her daughter sobbed her pleas for mercy.  She fondled
the cheeks, separating them to get a better look at her daughter's anus and
pussy.  She grinned; she'd be seeing plenty more of those cute little
genitals when she got busy with the wooden spoon.  She picked up the
hairbrush and rubbed the back of it against her daughter's bottom.
   "Now, young lady!" she pronounced, "Time for this little bottom to get a
proper spanking!"
   Before the tearful child could get another desperate plea out, Sandra's
mom began spanking her hard.
   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!
   The hairbrush flew down onto the little bottom, bouncing off the tight
flesh as the bum cheeks flattened and rebounded.  Sandra screamed and tried
to wriggle off her mom's lap, but she was held far too firmly by her mom's
strong leg.  She put her hands behind her bottom to try and stop the brush
from spanking her, but her mother grabbed them tightly and the hairbrush
carried on spanking as though nothing had happened.  Sandra screamed as her
mother spanked and spanked her little bum.
   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!
   "NYAAAAAAAAA!  MOMMEEEEEEEEY!  NOOOOOOOOO!" she howled.
   CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!  CRACK!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  IT HURTS!  STOP!  PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!" she screamed.
   Sandra's mom spanked away with the heavy brush.  Her daughter's howls
and wriggling red marked bottom combined to make her pussy throb insanely.
She ground her pussy into the sofa as she spanked the tiny bottom again and
again, until it was purple-red and the blisters had started to form.
   Sandra's mom took her leg off her daughter and hauled her up until she
was standing.  Then she lay back on the sofa fingering her soaking pussy
and she enjoyed her daughter's shrieking efforts to stop the pain in her
bottom.  Sandra jumped up and down like a grasshopper, howling and rubbing
at her injured bum.  Her hands pulled at her bottom cheeks when they'd been
blistered, separating them widely to expose her genitals.
   "IT HURTS!  IT HURTS!  IT HURTS!" she screamed as she hopped and twisted
showing off her pussy and anus to her aroused parent.
   Sandra's mom picked up the long heavy dark wooden spoon and got off the
sofa.
   "Sandra!" she shouted over her child's howling, "Get on the sofa in the
baby diaper position.  I'm going to wooden-spoon your holes!  I'll teach
you never to be lazy in school again!"
   Sandra howled with fear; it was her mom's worst punishment.  The wooden
spoon was never spared, but used hard and methodically until the sensitive
little areas being spanked were bruised and welted.  Sandra fell on her
knees in front of her mother, holding up her hands clasped together as if
in prayer.
   "Eeeeeeeeee!  Mommeeeeeeey!  Noooooooo!  Not on my butt hole!  Not on my
kitty!  Pleeeeeeease!  I'll eat your kitty for you!  I'll eat your butt
hole for you!  Whaaaaaaaaa!  Pleeeeeeeease!  Sit on the sofa!  I'll do it
now!  Oh God!  Please Mommy!  Pleeeeeeeease!"
   Sandra's mom's pussy throbbed and oozed juice.  A long diligent pussy
and ass eating session from a sobbing compliant little daughter was just
what the doctor ordered.  The stresses of a long day would melt away as her
daughter's little face busied itself between her ass cheeks and then in her
pussy.  She licked her lips; time for a little bargaining.
   "So you want to show Mommy you're not lazy?" she asked.
   "Boo hoo!  Oh yes, Mommy!" Sandra wept, her eyes full of hope, looking
up into her mother's stern eyes.
   "What if Mommy said she might let you off your kitty spooning?"
   "Boo hoo!  Oh Mommy!  I'd be so good!" Sandra promised, hugging her
mom's knees.
   "Would you be a good girl while Mommy was spoon spanking your tushy
hole?"
   "Boo hoo!  Yes Mommy!  I would!" Sandra agreed as her tiny butt clenched
at the thought of the spoon whacking between her cheeks.
   "You won't put your hands in the way and you'll keep your legs up and
spread apart?"
   "Boo hoo!  Yes Mommy!" Sandra wept.
   "And afterwards you'll eat my kitty and ass just the way Mommy likes?"
   "Boo hoo!  Yes Mommy, tongue in deep!" Sandra promised.
   "And every night this week?"
   Sandra mewled, the tears falling thick and fast.  A Mommy butt hole and
kitty licking session could last for hours, with her jaws aching from
holding her mouth open and her tongue sore from the constant licking.  And
Mommy's dirty smelly holes needed to be licked clean after her Mommy had
finished in the gym before she had a shower.  But a kitty spanking with the
spoon was worse; the pain as the spoon whacked into her most private place
was the worst pain Sandra knew, worse even than when her poor tushy hole
was spanked.  Her kitty would be swollen and bruised for days and every
time she went to wee it would be like weeing fire.  She looked up at her
mom with tears dripping down her face.
   "Boo hoo!  Yes Mommy!  Every night for a week!"
   Sandra's mother nodded; delighted that she would be enjoying herself
every evening for a week to come.
   "Very well child!" she said, "Get on the sofa in the baby diaper
position.  Mommy's going to spoon your little tushy hole now, good and
hard!"
   Wailing with fear, Sandra sat down on the sofa and shrieked as her
blistered bottom came into contact with the seat.  She quickly lay back and
lifted her legs to take the pressure off her bottom.  Then she drew her
knees up to her chest and parted them widely.  She looked through her
spread legs directly into her mom's face as, clutching the dreadful wooden
spoon in her right hand, her Mommy knelt down.
   Sandra's mom spent her time examining her daughter's tiny genitals.  She
opened and fingered the little pussy, undeterred by her daughter's wails
and moans of discomfort.  Then she used her thumbs to prise open the little
butt hole and admire the pretty pink skin that surround it; it was such a
lovely place to spank she thought, all soft and tender.  She just loved the
way Sandra screamed when she spanked her there.  She held the spoon up and
placed the wooden head of it over Sandra's anus.  Her little daughter
started making those high-pitched squeaks of terror that she loved to hear
the best.
   WHUCK!  WHUCK!  WHUCK!  WHUCK!  WHUCK!
   Sandra screamed her hand off from the very first spank.  It was like
having a redhot poker laid between her bottom cheeks.  Her hands waved
about between her legs, desperate to interfere with the painful discipline
her mother was administering, but knowing that her poor kitty would be
thrashed if she did.
   WHUCK!  WHUCK!  WHUCK!  WHUCK!  WHUCK!
   Sandra's mom watched the pretty anus and soft white inside parts of her
daughter's bottom cheeks becoming redder and redder as the marks from the
spoon started to swell up.  Her daughter's exposed genitals waved madly in
front of her face, her tiny butt hole and pussy opening and closing in
response to the severe intimate spanking she was getting.
   "EEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEE!"
   Sandra's screams filled the room as the nasty spanking of her bottom
hole proceeded.  Her anus and butt crack had become a dark cherry red and
the welts from the hard heavy spoon covered every part of the surface.
   Sandra's mom put her hand between her daughter's butt cheeks and stroked
the hot welted flesh, feeling the tiny hole to make sure it was swollen and
sufficiently punished.
   "You can rub now, Sandra!" her mother intoned.
   Sandra's mom watched her daughter's exciting display of naked acrobatics
as her daughter pulled at her anus with her fingers.  The red little hole
was shown to her mother in every aspect possible; it was like an anal
display master-class her mother thought to herself.
   Unable to resist any longer, her mother jumped onto the sofa, spread her
legs and demanded her daughter's attention.  Despite her terrible bottom
pain Sandra threw herself between her mom's legs and buried her face in her
anus.  Her tongue slipped up her mother's bitter-tasting back passage and
she began to lick.  Sandra's mom moaned; she was going to make this little
penance session last for a long time.
   Three quarters of an hour later, Sandra's aching tongue was still
flicking and swirling around her mother's clit and her sore lips were
rubbing on her mom's big fleshy pussy.  She could hear her mom panting
hard; she knew her mom was going to `go off' at any second.  With a final
effort she whipped her little tongue at triple-quick speed over the large
erect adult clit.  Her mother roared and bucked her pussy into Sandra's
face as she got that `nice feeling'.  When she was sure her mom had
finished Sandra lent back and looked up at her mom, her face soaked with
pussy juice and stinking of butt smell.  Her mom smiled down at her.
   "I think you'll make sure your report card is better next time!" her mom
said to her, wagging her finger reproachfully.
   740 Pine Avenue, Amy, Aged 10
   Amy was out in the backyard with a torch.  As usual she was stark naked.
Her mom had been real excited to see her report card.  It was never good
enough for her parents, however well she did.  She'd had to stand and
listen while her mom phoned her dad and relayed the news to him that, once
again, their daughter had failed miserably, and could he be home early to
help with giving her the spanking of a lifetime on her bare butt.  Her mom
had looked really happy, her eyes sparkling, when she was talking to Amy's
Daddy.
   "A-hu!  A-hu!  Yeah!  Sure!" her mom had said.
   She had turned and looked at Amy with a smile.
   "Your Daddy says that when he gets home you can go out and fetch some
switches!"
   Her mom went back on the phone as Amy wailed at the prospect of a
vicious switching from her mother.  Her mom was still `A-huing' in
agreement with her father on the other end of the phone.
   "A-hu!  No, we've got plenty of lube; no need to stop!"
   Her mom turned back to her.
   "Daddy says his cocky's getting' hard right now just thinkin' `bout your
spankin'.  He's just checkin' we've got enough lube so he can stick it up
your ass!"
   Amy had wept miserably as she had her clothes stripped off by her mom
and was made to stand at the foot of the stairs next to the front door,
just so her Daddy had something nice to play with when he came in from
work.
   She had to stand there with her hands on her head whilst her Daddy
touched her all over her butt and on her pussy.  Then she was sent outside
with a torch and some clippers to fetch switches; big long ones; five of
them.  She wept as she selected the longest whippiest ones she could find.
If they weren't up to her mom's standards she'd be whipped with them and
then sent out to get new ones.  She stood with three scary, long, flexible,
green twigs in her hand; two more to go.  Her mom would whip her with a
switch until all that was left was a small woody stub.  Then the next
switch would be selected, and then the next, until all five had been worn
out.
   "Hey, Amy!  Fetchin' switches again!"
   Amy jumped; it was their horrible neighbour, Mr Johnson.  He'd come to
watch her buck-naked collecting switches for her spanking again.
   "It's kinda dark, honey." said Mr Johnson, "Here, let me help you!"
   Amy squealed as Mr Johnson turned on a massive flashlight, illuminating
her in her complete nakedness along with half the garden.  She sobbed
miserably as the horrible man enjoyed himself watching her stand on tiptoe,
fully exposed, to cut the last two switches.  Then, wailing with
humiliation, she ran back to the house, hearing his horrible laughs behind
her.
   Amy burst in through the back door, naked and sobbing.  In her hands she
carried the five long switches she had cut.
   "Mr Johnson catch you cuttin' switches again?" her dad teased.
   "Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!  Yes, he did!" she wailed, the memory of displaying
her nakedness to him fresh in her mind.
   Her mom held out her hand for the switches and Amy reluctantly handed
them over.  Her mother carefully examined each one, bending it to check its
flexibility and whooshing it through the air to test its strength.
   Her father stood back and admired his naked little daughter.  She was
small for ten-years-old, but her bottom had grown wider and fatter over the
last year.  Her black hair was cut short and her small flat-chested frame
made her look almost like a boy with a big soft bottom and a small slit at
the front.  Her father's cock twitched as he thought about her tight little
anus that nestled between her cheeks.  The deep reddy-purple little hole
had been the scene of many strict insertions of his excited cock as part of
her punishments.  Her tiny tight hole seemed to cause her extreme pain when
he stretched it open.  Listening to her squeal and beg him to stop only
made him and his wife even more excited.  He knew how much his wife enjoyed
administering their child's spankings; they were delivered with almost
missionary zeal.  Amy's little bottom and thighs would get covered with
dozens of thin red swollen weals from the switch.  Even now his wife was
fondling Amy's bottom and slipping her finger between the cheeks to touch
her little anus as she soundly scolded the weeping girl.
   "Mommy is gonna have to spank this lil' ass, Amy!  Yup, Mommy's gonna
spank it real good!  You didn't get no A's, Amy!  I gone told you what
would happen!  You promised us an A this time, Amy!  You broke your
promise! Gonna spank you for that too!"
   Amy's mom grabbed her and pulled her through to the family room.  The
curtains were closed ready for the spanking and the couch had been pulled
out into the middle of the room ready for her.
   "You know what to do!" her mom said.
   Amy lay over the arm of the couch, her body on the couch seat and her
feet just touching the floor.  Her bottom was the highest point of her
body, thrust up ready for her switching.  Her Daddy came and knelt on the
sofa seat next to her and took her hands in his, pressed them into the
small of her back pushing her down firmly.  Her Mommy liked her bottom to
be kept thrust up in position so that she could switch it continuously.
   Amy heard the click of the lid from the tube of lubrication gel.  She'd
heard that tell-tale click many times in her life.  From a very young age
her mom had allowed her Daddy to enjoy her bottom hole.  She felt her
mother's fingers between her bottom cheeks putting the cold slippery stuff
there.  And then Mommy's finger began to work its way up her hole.
   "Owwwieeeeeee!  Mommeeeeeeeey!" she wailed as the finger slid up her.
   Amy hated anything going up her bottom hole, particularly her father's
hard excited penis.  Her mother waggled her finger around inside Amy's
bottom making sure there was plenty of lube up her daughter's butt.  After
having been excited by punishing Amy, she knew that neither she nor her
husband would want to wait a second longer than necessary before relieving
their pent-up sexual needs by using Amy's little body.
   Amy's mom finished her comprehensive anal lubrication of her little
daughter and then wiped the excess lube off her hands over Amy's bottom
cheeks.  Then she took the first of the switches.  Amy wailed as she
watched her mom bending the switch and whipping it through the air; oh, it
was going to hurt her poor bottom so much!
   Amy's mom stood back and lined up the switch with her daughter's bottom.
The child was wailing in fear and kicking her legs in dreadful anticipation
of the switching.  Her mom licked her lips; she loved the excitement of
whipping her little daughter's bottom good and hard.
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   The long thin switch wrapped itself around Amy's little bum leaving long
red weals that carried on onto her flanks.  Amy screamed; each line left by
the switch burnt like fire!
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!  STOOOOOOOP!  MOMMEEEEEEEY!" she howled.
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   Amy's mom whipped the switch down with all her strength.  Spankings
needed to be hard, in her view, very hard!  Her shrieking little daughter's
bottom wobbled and wriggled as the switch punished the soft sensitive white
cheeks.  Red lines now crossed over each other as the wriggling allowed the
switch to catch the cheeks at different angles.
   "YAAAAAAAAAAAH!  STOOOOOOOP!  MY BUTT!  PLEEEEEEEEASE!" Amy shrieked.
   A section of the switch flew off the end.  Amy's mom moved forward so
the switch was still laid full across her daughter's bottom.  There was
less length of the switch to work with, but the part of the switch now
spanking Amy was thicker.  Amy screamed just as loud as her bottom got
spanked by a heavier thicker part of the switch.  Another length broke off
the switch and her mom threw it down and picked up a fresh one.  Amy's mom
grinned and her pussy throbbed and juiced up; another four switches left to
wear out her little daughter's butt with.
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   "YEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  MOMMEEEEEEEY!  STOP!  EEEEEEEEEEEIGH!" Amy screamed.
   The pain in Amy's bottom as the thin swollen welts began to merge into
one big raised dark red mass made her go mad in her efforts to twist away
from the whipping switch and to plead with her mother.
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   "YAAAAAAAAAH!  I'LL BE GOOD!  STOOOOOOOP!  USE ME!  PLEEEEEEASE!  USE
ME! I'LL BE GOOD FOR YOU!" she howled.
   The second switch broke in the middle and Amy's mother cast it aside. 
She picked up the next switch.  It was time to start spanking her
daughter's legs.
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   Amy's mom began with the chubby backs of her daughter's kicking thighs.
As usual, Amy screamed her distress as the burning switch began spanking an
entirely new untouched area.
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   "AAAAAAAIEEEEEEEE!  NOT THERE!  YAAAAAAAAH!" Amy shrieked.
   Bits of the thin switch began to break off as the switching reached down
to just above Amy's knees.  The backs of her thighs were heavily marked as
the red lines left by the switch swelled to juicy welts.  The third switch
disintegrated in just a couple of minutes as the backs of Amy's little
thighs were vigourously thrashed.  Amy's mom discarded the stubby remnant
of the third switch and picked up a fourth.  Amy was becoming hysterical
now; the pain in her bottom and legs told her brain to forget how much she
hated what her parents would do to her and to promise them the nasty dirty
things they liked best.
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEE!  I'LL KISS YOUR KITTY!  YAAAAAAAAAH!  PUT YOUR COCKY IN
MY BUTT!" she shrieked.
   Her parents looked at each other grinning; they loved to hear their
daughter begging for her own sexual punishments.
   The last of the fourth switch broke away and Amy's mom picked up the
final switch.  The whole area from the top of Amy's bottom down to her
calves was covered with dozens of crossing thin raised weals.  Her red
swollen bottom and legs seemed to glow, enchanting the strict adults who
gazed at it hungrily.  Amy's mom swished the final switch through the air;
the last switch always hurt the most when the thick welted bottom got
whipped all over again.
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEE!" screamed Amy, as her
bottom bounced and twisted.
   SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!  SSSWHIT!
   "NYAAAAAAAAA!  STOOOOOP!  I'LL KISS KITTY!  I'LL KISS COCKY! 
EEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  STICK IT IN MY BUTT!  YAAAAAAAAAAH!"
   The red inflamed bottom became darker and thicker as it purpled under
the vigorously wielded switch.  Amy's mom's pussy was driving her mad with
the need to touch it; it almost felt as if it was on fire.  She looked over
at her husband's crotch; his pants stuck out like a tent with a wet patch
at the end.  The switch broke and Amy's mom threw down what was left of it.
She and her husband were ready to use Amy to satisfy their parental sexual
needs.
   Amy's mom and dad swapped positions.  Amy's mom got onto the sofa in
front of Amy.  She pulled her tight jeans and panties down to her knees,
bent back and lifted her knees up to her chest.  Now Amy's face was only
inches away from her dripping pussy.  She grabbed Amy's hair and plunged
the child's face deep into her gaping pussy.  She kept her hand twisted in
Amy's hair and levered her daughter's face up and down her soaking gash. 
Amy tried desperately to lick and suck her mom's big hole as her mother
panted in delight and watched her husband begin to satisfy his needs.
   The moment Amy's hands had been released they had flown to her burning
bottom and legs and engaged in a frenzied attempt to try and stop the
terrible pain.  Her father had stood behind her and dropped his trousers
and pants so his big hard dripping cock was exposed.  Then he had slowly
and firmly rubbed himself as he enjoyed the sight of his little daughter's
thrashed bottom being pulled and parted as her genitals were opened up in a
lewd display of unintentional sexual enticement.  After a few moments, he
lifted her hands out of the way and, accompanied by his daughter's wails,
he began to insert his aching cock into her little anus.
   Amy's muffled wails and sobs came from between her mother's legs where
her face was buried in a big wet adult pussy.  Her father's cock was being
moved in and out of her anus, pushing her face into her mom's pussy every
time he thrust forward.  Amy shrieked as her father began his extra hard
thrusts that meant he was going to do his squirts in her.  Amy's mom
shivered and arched her back as her daughter screamed into her pussy; her
pussy could feel the screaming like it was a vibrator.  Amy's mom gasped
and twitched as her daughter's desperate screams and frantic tongue brought
her to orgasm.  She let out a whoop of joy as her body spasmed.  Amy's
father moaned and his body tensed as his daughter's tight anus milked his
cock.  As his wife exploded with her orgasm, he couldn't hold back any
longer.  With a loud high pitched sigh he started to cum, his cock
squirting up his daughter's bottom hole as it clenched onto him.
   Amy's mum lifted her head, her eyes dreamy with post-orgasmic
satisfaction.
   "Make sure you get some A's next time, Amy!" she warned, "Or you know
we're gonna do this to you again!"
   Amy sobbed with despair; she never got any A's!
   1034 Pine Avenue, Julisa, Aged 9
   Julisa was having a horrible time.  Her face had been `slap spanked', as
her mom called it, whilst her clothes were being pulled off.
   "You stupid bitch, Julisa!"
   SLAP!
   "You have no pride!"
   SLAP
   "You make people think we're trash!"
   SLAP!
   "Your dad and I work so hard!"
   SLAP!
   "So you can live in a big house!"
   SLAP!
   "And go to good school!"
   SLAP!
   "I call your dad!  He come home!  We teach you good lesson!"
   SLAP!  SLAP!  SLAP!
   Julisa had been made to stand naked in her parent's en-suite and wait
for her father to return so her punishment could begin.  As she heard his
car pull onto the drive, the tears cascaded down her face and she wailed in
fear.  Oh God, the things they were going to do to her!  If only she'd got
a `B' in math like she'd promised she would!
   Her naked father sat on the toilet with his huge cock sticking out at
her and grunted.  There was the sound of poop falling into the toilet bowl
and her father's cock jerked.  Behind her, her mom was putting clear
slippery stuff all over her very biggest punishment enema nozzle and on the
side of the bath tub sat the two foot long wooden bathbrush and the baby
oil.  Her mother looked up from her work lubricating the punishment enema
nozzle over to her father.
   "You ready to spank little bitch?" she asked smiling.
   Without a word, Julisa's father grabbed Julisa's arm and hauled her over
his lap in one clean movement.  She could feel his hot hard cock against
her midriff and wailed as she felt the wet baby oil being poured over her
bottom.  Her father sat back on the toilet and enjoyed the sensation of his
daughter's naked slippery body wriggling against him as the baby oil flowed
over the two of them.  He rubbed the baby oil over her bottom cheeks,
making sure they were well covered.  Then his fingers probed between her
legs and butt cheeks, entering her little holes.
   "Boo hoo!  Daddeeeeeeeey!  Nooooooooo!" she wailed.
   Her pleading made his cock jerk.  He wiped the baby oil of his hands
with a towel then he picked up the big two foot long bath brush.  His wife
smiled at him encouragingly and began to take her clothes off.  He watched
with glee as his wife did a sexy striptease for him.  She waved her large
breasts and butt at him and opened her pussy so he could see how wet she
was.
   "You spank her good!" she said, "You teach her lesson to get good
grades! Then she pay us for house and food!"
   Julisa's father's balls tingled; his Hispanic wife's ideas of how to
punish their little daughter had been developed in her own highly abusive
home.  Her stories of how she and her sisters had been constantly spanked
and sexually abused had made him see her as the ideal woman.  She had
rewarded him with a daughter of their very own for her to carry on her
proud family traditions with.  He played the same part that her own strict
father had done with her.  He watched his wife begin to stroke her pussy as
he rubbed the flat side of the long wooden brush against his daughter's
bottom.  He loved spanking her hard so her little bottom blistered and she
screamed and kicked over his lap.
   THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!
   Julisa's father spanked her bottom hard and fast.  The big brush landed
hefty wooden whacks on the tiny bottom.  The two foot length meant he could
land it with the degree of severity he enjoyed punishing with.
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Julisa screamed, her head lifting up
and tears and snot and drool flying off it in all directions as she
thrashed about.
   THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!
   "YAAAAAAAAAAH!  DADDEEEEEEEEEY!  IT HURRRRRRRTS!  EEEEEEEEEEEE!"
   THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!
   "NYAAAAAAAAAA!  MY BUTT!  NOOOOOOOOO!  PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!"
   Big oval spank marks covered Julisa's buttocks and the tops of her
thighs.  Her father feasted his eyes on her painfully selling bottom.  As
she wriggled and squealed, his delighted cock emitted sticky pre-cum that
dribbled down his shaft.
   THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  NOOOOOOOOO!  IT HURRRRRRRTS!  STOOOOOP!" howled
Julisa.
   Her father thrashed her little bottom with the big hard brush.  Her poor
wobbling buttocks became ever more swollen and the skin tightened,
displaying the dark red brush welts ever more clearly.  Julisa's bucking
and twisting of her baby-oiled body against his cock made him more excited
than ever; it was time for his special blister-spanking technique.
   THOCK-A-THOCK-A-THOCK-A-THOCK-A-THOCK!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEE!" Julisa's
constant screams accompanied the blisters that were forming on her little
bottom as the rapid spanks rained down.
   Julisa's beaming father pulled his little daughter off his lap and set
her on her feet.  He sat back on the toilet to watch her screaming display
of bottom clutching gymnastics.  Julisa jumped and bent and pranced as her
blistered bottom, spread anus and open pussy were waved about in her
parent's faces.  Her mother panted and rubbed her soaking pussy whilst her
father slowly wanked his stiff cock.  This was how every little daughter
should entertain her parents, they thought.
   Julisa's mom began to make up her daughter's enema mixture.  She filled
a huge jug with hot water and then added strong carbolic soap.  She knew
from her own childhood experience how Julisa's whole anal passage would
feel like it was on fire and how the terrible cramps would wrack her lower
bowels until she would do anything her parents desired, anything at all! 
She pulled her daughter to her; now it was time for her to enjoy punishing
the naughty child.
   Julisa's mom held up the big ribbed nozzle for her daughter to see.
   "You stupid girl!  Now you get this!  We teach you to get good grades
next time!"
   Julisa's mom held Julisa firmly by the arm and pushed the nozzle up
between her blistered bottom cheeks.  As the head of the nozzle settled
against Julisa's anus, her mother began to push.  Julisa wailed and pulled
away from the nozzle.  Infuriated with her daughter's lack of obedience,
Julisa's mom hauled her daughter over to the bath tub and bent her over the
side of it.  She grabbed the bathbrush.
   "I teach you to take enema!" she shouted.
   THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!
   The backs of Julisa's thighs received meaty smacks from the hard
bathbrush wielded by her annoyed mother.
   THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!  THOCK!
   "You do as told now!" Julisa's mom scolded.
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  MOMMEEEEEEEEY!  SORREEEEEEEEY!" shrieked Julisa as her
poor thighs were roasted.
   Julisa's mom threw the brush down and picked up the enema nozzle. 
Julisa howled with despair; with Mommy so cross she was going to be really
rough with the nozzle.
   "Whaaaaaaa!  Mommeeeeey!  Don't do it hard!" Julisa begged.
   Julisa's mom smiled grimly; now she would punish her daughter's
disobedience.  She grasped the nozzle with both hands and thrust it up her
daughter's little bottom.  Julisa screamed and beat the sides of the bath
tub with her hands as her small anus was raped by the ribbed nozzle.
   Julisa's mom stood back and slowly stroked her soaking pussy as she
admired the way the huge nozzle looked embedded in her shrieking daughter's
bottom; the way the tight red skin surrounding the hole stretched around
the big intruder, and the almost comical way the base of the nozzle
protruded from between her daughter's smalls spanked buttocks.  She turned
on the valve letting the enema flow into her daughter's rectum.
   Julie shrieked as the hot water started to fill her; it felt like it was
burning her inside.
   "YAAAAAAAAH!  MOMMEEEEEY!  IT'S TOO HOT!" she shrieked.
   Julisa's mom masturbated herself; she remembered her own scalding hot
enemas and how she used to scream.
   As the enema emptied into her and her bowels filled with hot liquid,
Julisa howled.  Then the soap began to take effect, irritating her rectum.
The cramps began and Lisa started to shake and sweat.
   "Eeeeeeeeeee!  Mommeeeeeeey!  Stop it!  Please!  I gotta go!" she
wailed.
   Julisa's mom checked the enema bag.  There was still some left.  She
squeezed the bag to force it into her daughter more quickly.  Julisa wailed
in disbelief as she felt ever more liquid flooding into her and filling
more of her tummy.  She kicked her legs and pounded the bath tub with her
fists.
   "AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!  TOO MUCH!  STOOOOOOOP!  MOMMEEEEEEEY!  NOOOOOOOOOO!"
   Julisa's mom closed off the enema valve.  She grabbed her daughter and
stood her up.  The girl looked like a duck, her legs bowed and her tummy
fat and distended.  Julisa's mom wanked her pussy furiously; seeing her
daughter like this was one of the biggest turn-ons that she knew.
   "MOMMEEEEEEEY!  IT HURRRRRRRTS!" Julisa howled, "PLEEEEEEEEEASE!  I
GOTTA GO!  NOW!"
   Julisa's mom grinned and pointed to where her father sat on the toilet,
his cock hard and sticking up against his stomach.
   "But Julisa, darling," her mother crooned, "Daddy is on toilet and
hasn't wiped bottom yet.  How you get him off?"
   Julisa's mewling panicked sobs were music to her strict parents' ears.
The child knew there was only one answer.  The burning cramping enema made
even the most revolting thing seem like a good option.
   "Eeeeeeeeeee!  Daddeeeeey!  I lick your bottom clean!  I kiss your
willy!" she wailed.
   "You kiss my willy with your throat?" her grinning parent enquired.
   "Bwaaaaaaah!  Yes, Daddy!  Pleeeeeeease!" she begged, the dreadful enema
persuading her to agree to the vilest acts.
   Her father stood up and turned around.  Placing his hands on the toilet
seat he presented his big hairy bottom to her.  Julisa stumbled forward,
the enema tube trailing behind her.  The burning cramping pain in guts made
her desperate to satisfy her Daddy so she would be allowed to use the
toilet.  She bent over behind him; his big hairy bottom crack was smelly
and dirty from his unwiped poop.  She put her hand around his front and
took hold of the shaft of his penis.  She began to rub the loose skin up
and down.  She hated how it felt, that weird way the loose soft skin
covered the hard bumpy flesh beneath and how you could feel all the bumps
when you held your hand tight on the shaft and moved it all up and down. 
She wept miserably as she wanked her father; she hated how he enjoyed this
so much.  The cramps in her tummy were unbearable; she thrust her face
between her father's buttocks and began to madly lick him clean.
   "SLURRRRRRRRRP!  SLOOOOOOOOORP!  SLURP!  EURRRRRRRRP!" Julisa retched as
she licked the bitter smelly stuff, her whole face buried in his bottom.
   "SLURPA-SLURPA-SLURPA-SLOOOOOOO!  BLUUUUUUURK!"
   Julisa's father moaned with pleasure as his cock was rubbed hard and
fast and his little girl's tongue and lips licked and sucked deep in his
ass crack.  The sounds of her licking and her distressed retching as she
performed the awful task filled him with lust.  Soon she would lick deeper
still!  He felt her reluctant tongue flicking around the puckered hole of
his anus and then her tongue entered him.  He groaned as she probed and
twirled her tongue in his sensitive hole and her hand firmly rubbed his
cock.
   For the next few minutes the only sounds in the bathroom were of
Julisa's loud licking, sucking and retching and her parent's moans of
pleasure.  Her father pulled away from her tongue's tireless work in his
anus; his cock needed to use her throat.  He turned around and sat on the
toilet seat.  Still blocking his daughter's access to release the terrible
enema inside her, he spread his legs and pointed at his cock.  In her
desperation to satisfy her father and get to the toilet, without a moment's
thought, Julisa bent over her father's crotch, took hold of his cock and
forced it down her throat.
   "GURRRRRRRRK!  URRRRRRRRP!  GAAAAAAAAAK!" she retched over his penis.
   Her Daddy didn't care; he held her head and slipped his cock up and down
her throat.
   "GARRRRRRRRRRK!  GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK!  GURRRRRRRRK!"
   Her throat was so soft and tight on his cock he was in ecstasy.  He let
her off his cock to breath and she retched copiously into the toilet in
front of him.  She immediately grabbed his cock and pushed it back into her
throat; she needed to get that enema out of her, whatever it took.
   "GURRRRRRRRRRK!  GURRRRRRRRRK!  GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK! 
URRRRRRRRRRPH!  GAAAAAAAAARK!  GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK!"
   Julisa's father tensed; he was going to cum.  His stomach went hard and
he shook as the feeling suddenly built in his balls and ass.  Then he
arched his back, pushing into her face as he wailed with pleasure, his cock
squirting time and again into his daughter's throat.
   He pulled out of her and she retched into the toilet again as he moved
off it.  The moment he was off, she scrambled up so her feet were on the
seat and she was squatting.
   "Mommeeeeeeeey!" she wailed.
   Her mother came forward and dragged the enema nozzle out of her anus. 
The child shrieked as her sphincter was punished by the ribbed nozzle and
then, finally, she was allowed to deposit the huge enema into the toilet.
   Her mother waited until she was finished and then cleaned her sobbing
daughter's bottom.  Smiling happily, her pussy squishy with juice, her mom
reached up on top of the curtain pelmet.  Hidden from view was a black,
three-foot-long dressage whip.  Incredibly thin and highly flexible, it was
designed with the thick skin of horses in mind, not the blistered and
bruised bottom of a ten-year-old girl whose report card had failed to meet
the high expectations of her parents.  Julisa's mother displayed the whip
and her daughter began to howl in terror.
   "You come with me, stupid girl!" her mother smouldered, "I teach you to
be good now!"
   Julisa's father watched his sexy wife lead their wailing daughter away
to use for her own sexual satisfaction.  After a few moments Julisa's
screams exploded from behind their bedroom door as his wife began to enjoy
administering her even more severe brand of discipline to their little
girl. His cock began to stiffen again; Julisa would be very keen to please
him when he went to say goodnight to her.  He idly wondered what her grades
had even been; his wife hadn't bothered telling him that.
   1215 Pine Avenue, Anna, Aged 9
   Anna was crying quietly to herself.  It was dark, very dark, pitch
black. Under the house was a basement, and in the basement was a hole, a
deep damp dark hole under a heavy old iron cover; `Anna's naughty hole',
her parents called it.  Mommy had stripped her naked and put her in there
to wait.
   "How long?!  How long?!" she'd begged her Mommy.
   "Forever!" her mom had laughed and then the heavy iron lid had been
closed.
   Anna started to panic again.  It was so dark; she was so far down under
the house.  When the ghost came no one would save her!  She thought she
heard a noise and began to scream again.
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  NOOOOOOO!  THE GHOST!  THE GHOST IS HERE!" she
screamed, "MOMMEEEEEEY!  DADDEEEEEEEY!  SAVE ME!  THE GHOST!" she howled.
   She reached out and touched the iron lid, sobbing hysterically.  Her
voice lowered, almost afraid that her pleas would be heard.
   "Daddeeeeey!  Pleeeeeeease!  I'll kiss your cocky for you!  You can put
it in my throat!  Help me, pleeeeeease!  Mommy, please come!  You can hurt
me the way you like best!  I'll be good now!  Pleeeeeeeease!  The ghost is
here now!  I'll kiss your bottoms for you!  You can spank me all you like!
Just let me out!  Pleeeeeeease!"
   Upstairs in the kitchen Anna's naked parents sat listening to the baby
monitor on the table that was broadcasting their daughter's sexual pledges.
Anna's mom stood up; between her legs was a strap-on cock.  It was made of
a bright pink silicon gel, about an inch thick and over twelve inches long.
Its head was ball shaped and an-inch-and-a-half in diameter.  It was semi
rigid and hung down in an arch.  Every time her mother moved, it waved
about energetically.
   "Why don't we go and grant her wish?" she smiled at her husband.
   He grinned and stood up.  His erect cock bounced with excitement.  He
picked up a two foot long rattan junior cane from the kitchen table and
they went to the basement to collect their daughter.  On the table lay
Anna's report card; she had got straight A's and at the bottom was the
comment `An exemplary student'.  The report cards had a thick red line
scrawled across it and in her mother's scratchy handwriting were the words
`Not good enough!  See me and Daddy at bedtime!"
   Anna heard the door to the basement opening.  Oh please let it be her
parents coming to let her out!
   "Mommeeeeeeeey!  Daddeeeeeeeey!" she cried, "Let me out!  Let me
ooooooout!  I'll be good!  I promise!  So good for you!"
   The door to the room that her hole was in opened and she could make out
a glow from the flashlight her parents carried.  Anna's heart raced;
sometimes if her parents didn't think she sounded like she was going to be
good enough they left her there; once it has been for days!  She had to
convince them to let her out, whatever it took!
   The iron cover was lifted up and Anna blinked in the flashlight.  As her
eyes adjusted to the light, she saw her parents were naked.  Mommy had her
big plastic willy tied on to her and Daddy's willy was all big and hard and
he had his biggest cane with him.  Anna's heart leapt with hope; Mommy and
Daddy were all ready to enjoy themselves punishing her; there was a really
good chance that if she said the right things they'd let her out.  She held
her hands up clasped together as if in prayer.
   "Boo hoo!  Oh please, Mommy!  Thank you for marking my report card!  The
teachers were wrong!  I'm a bad girl really!  Boo hoo!  Daddy, please let
me out and you can cane spank my bottom!  You can do it really hard, just
how you want to!  Boo hoo!  I'll stay in any position you want!  Then I'll
kiss your willy in my throat!  Really deep so I'm sick!  That's a good
punishment for me, Daddy!  I'll be so good while you do it!  Boo hoo! 
Mommy can stick her willy in my bottom while I do it for you!  You can
stick it right in my bummy, Mommy!  Good and hard, how you like to!  Boo
hoo!  Let me kiss your bottom holes for you!  I'll be good!  I'll get my
tongue in!  Boo hoo!  Just let me out!  Oh please!  Pleeeeeeeease!  Let me
go upstairs with you!  You can do what you want with me!  Anything! 
Pleeeeeeeeease!"
   Anna's Mommy and Daddy masturbating themselves as they listened to the
exciting promises of their little daughter; a few hours in the hole always
had the effect of turning her from a normal little nine-year-old into a
snivelling, sexually compliant child who was only too keen to present her
little bottom in their desired position for the most severe spankings. 
They displayed their engorged genitals to Anna as they rubbed them. 
Knowing how much they enjoyed themselves doing it was part of their
daughter's punishment.
   Anna's father reached down into the hole and took hold of Anna's arm,
pulling her up out of the hole.  He could smell the urine from the hole;
she'd obviously wet herself in fright again.
   "Have you wee'd yourself, Anna?" he asked.
   "Oh yes, Daddy!  Would you like to spank my kitty?" she asked eagerly,
"We can go upstairs and you can do that now if you want.  I'll get the
ruler out and lie with my legs open.  Shall I go and do that now, Daddy?"
   "No Anna." he said, shaking his head, "I want to cane you very hard
today.  I'll give you your kitty spanking tomorrow at bedtime after a
bathtime spanking on your thighs."
   "Boo hoo!  A b...b...bathtime spanking on my thighs!" she wept, nodding
in agreement, "I'll keep my legs wide apart so you can spank inside my
thighs too, Daddy!"
   He nodded at her.
   "And what do you think I should use, Anna?" he asked.
   Anna swallowed miserably; she was so close to being taken away from the
hole upstairs to where it was light and warm and there were no ghosts; she
had to be good and say the right things.
   "Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!  The b...b...bathbrush, Daddy!"
   Her father smiled, pleased at her response.
   "Yes, Anna, the bathbrush." he confirmed, "A real hard blister spanking
all over just like a bad little girl like you needs.  We'll see how much
your bottom can take a day after having a cane spanking!"
   "Boo hoo!  Yes, Daddy!  I'm bad and I need spanking!" Anna wept.
   Anna's mom smiled at the little father/daughter exchange.  How right her
husband was not to limit the punishment to one spanking.  She loved the
idea that the house would be filled with Anna's miserable squeals as she
was spanked again tomorrow night; her husband's cock would be just as hard
again and ready for Anna to satisfy it.
   "Anna!" her cigarette gravelled voice grated, "Go upstairs to the `spare
room' and get it ready!"
   Anna rushed off as fast as her legs would carry her, far away from the
dreadful basement and the dark-dark hole and the awful ghost.  She was
pathetically grateful that Mommy and Daddy had let her out of the hole; now
she would be really good for them while they punished her.  She knew she
was a bad girl whose bare bottom needed to be caned; Mommy and Daddy had
told her that so many times that it must be true!
   Anna's parents quickly closed the hole up, locked the basement door and
started upstairs.  They could already hear the bumping about in the `spare
room' as Anna made things ready as quickly as she could.  The `spare room'
was where they gave Anna most of her punishments.  The school desk and
chair were there, the sturdy straight-backed spanking chair, the heavy
two-seater sofa, the small double bed with the plastic sheet on it and the
large wardrobe full of all Anna's spanking things and her cute spanking
dress-up clothes; sometimes Anna would be very disobedient cowgirl who had
lost her herd, or sometimes a naughty ballerina who hadn't practised
enough; the variations were endless.
   Her parents reached the spare room and went in.  Anna was standing on a
mat in the middle of the room with her hands on her head.  On the mat there
were two coloured circles cut from an old game of twister that had been
stuck two-and-a-half feet apart.  Anna stood with one of her feet in each
circle.  Her legs were widely parted allowing easy access to her genitals
for rudely probing parental fingers.  The curtains had been drawn, the
cupboard unlocked and opened wide and the spanking chair moved out of the
corner to a more central position.  As her parents entered Anna began to
recite her spanking verse.
   "Sniff!  Sniff!  Please, Mommy and Daddy, I'm sorry I was bad.  Please
give my bottom the biggest spanking that it has ever had.  This naughty
girl is sorry and will do as she is told.  An'...an'...Boo hoo...an' when
you've finished spanking, you can use all of my holes."
   Anna's mom came and stood next to her, sliding her hands over her little
daughter's trembling body.  Her hand slipped up Anna's thigh and her finger
began to explore her daughter's tiny pussy.  Slowly, teasingly, the big
adult finger stroked around the little lips and softly ran across the tiny
clit.  Anna shivered.
   "Pleeeease, Mommy!  Don't!" she whined.
   Anna's mom's finger began to rub a tiny bit more firmly and a little
more rhythmically.  Anna squirmed as the unwanted tingling started between
her legs.  Her mother laughed and stepped away.
   "Don't worry, Anna, darling!" her mom grinned, "Later tonight Mommy will
come and see you and we can play lots of nice games together!"
   Anna mewled with disgust at the thought of what `nice games' with Mommy
involved; hours of having to open a huge sweaty middle-aged woman's bottom
cheeks so she could lick inside her bottom hole and having a soaking smelly
`front bottom' pushed into her face as she lay trapped underneath her
Mommy. She looked up at her laughing mother.
   "Boo hoo!  Th...th...thank you, Mommy!  I'll play all the games you
want!" she wept miserably.
   Her mother stood back, satisfied with her daughter's response.  Anna
looked at her excited father.  His big adult penis stuck out with the large
smooth purple helmet exposed at the end of it.  He flexed the horrible cane
in his hands.
   "P...p...please, Daddy!  Boo hoo!  How should I stick my bottom out for
you?" she asked fearfully.
   She waited whilst her father gave her question some serious Daddy
thinking time.
   "Kneeling on the chair, head down, legs apart and holding on in front of
you, Anna." he answered.
   Anna immediately went to the spanking chair and climbed up on the seat
on her knees facing the back of the chair.  She bent over double until her
head touched the seat and pressed into the back of the chair.  She shuffled
her knees apart until she could look back through her legs at her parents.
She reached forward and held on tightly to the outermost wooden bars that
formed the back of the chair.
   "What are the rules, Anna?" her father asked.
   "Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!  If I let go you start again!" she wept.
   "Hmmm, how many strokes for this naughty girl do you think, Mommy?"
   "Oooo, at least fifty, maybe a hundred!" Anna heard her mother's excited
voice answer.
   "Hmm, perhaps in a year or so." her father moderated, "I think from now
thirty will be plenty.  What do you think, Anna?"
   "Boo hoo!  Boo hoo!  Please, I want thirty, Daddy!  Not fifty!  Oh
please!  Only thirty!  I'll be good for both of you!  I promise!" she
begged, promising herself that she'd be extra good for her kind Daddy after
her caning; she'd keep his cocky in her throat for ages, just how he liked,
however many times she was sick over it.
   "Keep that bottom stuck out, Anna!  Hold on tight!" her father cried,
"Here we go!"
   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!
THWICK!  THWICK!
   Her father caned her bottom vigorously, the flexible two-foot cane
whipping round her out-thrust little cheeks.  Anna screamed and screamed as
the cane smacked into her poor tender bottom.  Her hands went white as she
gripped the chair bars, howling and shaking at them as her bottom bobbed
and twisted.  The red cane stripes started to deepen in colour and swell up
to become thick ridged marks corrugating the surface of her bottom.
   "AAAAAAAAAAAH!  AAAAAAAAAAH!  DADDEEEEEEEY!" she shrieked.
   Her father stopped after the first ten and fondled his little girl's
bottom, playing with the cane welted cheeks and examining her anus and
pussy.
   "EEEEEEEEEEEE!  DADDEEEEEEEY!" she howled, "NO MORE!  PLEEEEEEEEASE! 
LET ME RUB!  IT HURTS!  WAAAAAAAAAH!  LET ME RUB!  PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE!"
   "Hold tight, Anna!  Here come the next ten!" her father laughed, his
cock dripping a long sticky line of pre-cum.
   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!
THWICK!  THWICK!
   Anna screamed and shook at the chair bars, banging her head on the seat.
Her bottom did an exciting little twisty jig exposing her anus and pussy
that winked invitingly.
   "NYAAAAAAAAAA!" she shrieked, "LET-ME-RUB-PLEEEEEEASE!  EEEEEEEEEEEE!  I
CAN'T HOLD ON!  YEEEEEEEEEEIGH!  STOOOOOOOP!  I'LL-KISS-YOUR-WILLEEEEEEEY!
YAAAAAAAAH!  WITH-MY-THROAT!"
   Once again her father played with her bottom of the pretence of giving
her a rest before the last ten strokes.  He guided his penis into her
bottom crack and rubbed it up and down over her anus and between her little
pussy lips.
   "WHAAAAAAAA!  PUT IT IN ME!" Anna wailed, "NO MORE CANE! 
PLEEEEEEEEASE!"
   Anna's father stood back and admired his daughter's wriggling bright red
little bottom.  It was covered with thick cane welts, many of which crossed
each other.  As the bottom continued its incessant wriggling, the cheeks
were well parted to show off the child's anus and, between her legs, a
perfect view of a small slit that kept opening to show the pink inside.
   "Time for your last ten, Anna!" he grinned, "Stick your bottom right up!
These are going to be extra hard!"
   "WHAAAAAAAA!  NOOOOOOOOO!" shrieked Anna.
   THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!  THWICK!
THWICK!  THWICK!
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!  EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Anna screamed
continuously.
   The heavy chair rocked back and forth as Anna fought to stay holding on
to its back.  Her bottom thrashed about and she almost fell off the chair.
Her shrieks as her caned bottom took another ten strokes that crossed the
previous twenty thrilled her strict parents who masturbated themselves
furiously.
   "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!  LET ME RUB!  PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE!" she howled.
   "You may rub now!" her father intoned.
   Anna's mother and father stood behind her and gawped at the sight as she
clawed desperately at her damaged cheeks.  They were clutched and pulled
and kneaded and stretched until there wasn't any part of her genitals that
hadn't been opened up and offered for her eager parents' inspection.
   Anna's father climbed onto the plastic-sheet-covered bed, sitting with
his back against the headboard, his feet drawn up to his bottom and his
legs splayed wide apart.
   "Anna!  Come and kiss my willy!  Now!" he commanded.
   Still howling and grabbing at her bottom, Anna stumbled off the chair
and danced over to where her father sat on the bed.  She climbed up on her
knees, dropping down so she rested on her elbows with her face in front of
her father's twitching adult cock.
   Behind her, her mother lubricated the twelve-inch-long pink silicon gel
appendage strapped between her legs.  She worked the lube down the
one-inch-thick shaft with its artificially thick bulging veins and then
over the inch-and-a-half diameter ball at the end.  She couldn't wait to
get started!  This was her favourite tool for punishing Anna.  The child's
shrieks and pleas as she pushed the thick ball at the end deep into her
daughter's rectum always had her on the edge of cuming.  Then she would
fuck the little anus with it, watching the shaft moving in and out of the
tiny hole.  Anna's mom shivered with lust at the thought.  She knelt behind
her daughter and held the end of the shaft in her hand, just behind the
ball at the end of it.  She looked at the tiny welted bottom in front of
her wobbling as Anna sobbed.  The white skin in the deep division between
the cheeks contrasted with the dark red of the rest of Anna's buttocks. 
Anna's mother grabbed hold of the left cheek and squeezed it hard.
   "YAAAAAAAAAAAH!  MOMMEEEEEEEEEEEY!" Anna shrieked.
   Anna's mom felt her pussy throb as she rested the ball against Anna's
bottom hole and then began to force it up.
   "MOMEEEEEEEEY!  NOOOOOOOOOO!" wailed Anna.
   Anna's father held her head so he cold look at her face as her mother
sodomised her.  The tears streamed down her cheeks and her teeth were
clenched together.
   "Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!  Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she wailed from between her
clenched teeth as her mother stretched her little sphincter.
   Anna's mom could see her daughter's anus expanding to accept the ball.
She kept pushing hard until the sphincter suddenly gave way and the ball
entered.
   "YAAAAAAAAAAAH!" howled Anna.
   Her mother thrust the strap-on up her daughter's bottom and the first
six inches were swallowed by the accommodating hole.
   "MOMMEEEEEEEEEEEY!  MOMMEEEEEEEEEEY!  NOOOOOOOOO!" Anna shrieked.
   Her mother pushed her hips again and the full twelve inches was embedded
in Anna's bottom, the ball-shaped end of the strap-on buried deep in the
little girl's rectum.  Anna's mom began to pump her hips so the shaft and
ball-end were moved in and out of Anna's anal canal.
   "YEEEEEEEEEIGH!  NOOOOOOOOO!" cried Anna and the tears flew off her face
as she twisted about.
   She looked up at her father, desperate for some sign of reprieve.
   "DADDEEEEEEEEEEY!" she wailed, "MAKE IT STOP!  PLEEEEEEEEASE!"
   Her father grinned down at her and pointed to his big penis that waved
in front of her face.  Anna knew that only one thing would make Daddy ask
Mommy to stop what she was doing; she opened her mouth wide and put her
Daddy's willy in.  She heard her father sign as it went down her throat.
   "GAAAAAAAAAAAAARK!  GURRRRRRRRRRRK!" Anna retched over the huge thing
that filled her mouth and throat.
   Anna could hear her father's moans of pleasure, she could hear her
mother's grunts as she pounded the strap-on into her bottom, she could feel
the long probing strap-on deep inside her and the terrible pain of the
caning, but having her father's throbbing cock deep in her gullet was the
worst of all.
   "GURRRRRRRRRRK!  CURRRRRRRPH!" she belched and retched.
   Then her Daddy began to move his hips, pumping his cock into her throat.
   "GAK!  GAK!  GAK!  GAK!  GAK!" she gagged and drooled as her face went
red.
   Her father pulled her head off him to let her breath.
   "Daddeeeeeeeey!  Blurrrrrrrrrrrgh!"
   He held his cock against her mouth and Anna obediently opened wide again
to accept his cock into her throat.  She felt him quiver with pleasure as
she swallowed him back down.
   For the next five minutes her father repeatedly inserted his penis down
her throat.  Anna moved her head up and down so his willy could enjoy
itself as much as possible.  She knew what he liked the best and put her
finger into his bottom hole and wiggled it around; she knew that Daddy
liked to have that done when he was punishing her with his willy in her
throat.
   Her father held her head tightly in his hands.  She knew what came next;
her Daddy was ready to squirt now.  He started to pump himself into her
immobilised head, his cock pistioning in and out of her throat.
   "GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK!"
   "Ahhhhhhh!  Yesssssssss!  Mmmmmm!" he groaned.
   "GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK-A-GAK!"
   Her father looked up at his wife.  Her face was tight and her eyes were
wide as her body tensed, ready to cum.  He stiffened and shook as his
daughter's throat slipped up and down his cock, coaxing his orgasm from
him.
   "YESSSSSSSSSS!" he shouted, his cock twitching and jumping as his cum
shot out into his red-faced little daughter's throat.
   Anna felt his cock convulsing in her throat and the hot stuff coming out
from the end of it.
   Behind her she heard her mom's delighted cries that meant she'd finished
too.  She heard her parents whooping with joy and high-fiving each other
over her back.  Her father's willy was removed and she retched
continuously. Her bottom felt that long-long thing being drawn out of it.
She turned her head to look at her parents through her tears.
   "Bwaaaaaaaaaah!  Boo hoo!  I was good!  Boo hoo!  Please!  I was good!
Boo hoo!  Please don't put me back in the hole!  Boo hoo!"
   Her Mommy smiled down at her.
   "Mommy will come and see you later.  We can discuss if you're going to
go back in the hole then."
   Anna wept miserably; her Mommy's big hairy kitty and bottom hole would
require hours of licking later.  She got up, fetched the bucket and
cleaning fluid from the cupboard, and began to clean up.  Everything would
have to be spotless when her mom came back or she'd be put in the hole for
sure.  Anna mewled aloud; the ghost in the hole frightened her so much,
she'd do anything!
   Epilogue
   The next morning Pine Avenue was quiet.  The sun was up and the flower
beds bloomed, but five of its little girls were lying in bed and not going
to school.  At school their teachers would barely register their absence;
lots of kids didn't make it in the day after report cards were issued. 
That was the way the teachers liked it; little bottoms well dealt with made
for good pupils.  Wasn't that the point of report cards!
   DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction not fact.  The two are very
different.
   
  
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