Master Chris: Story 64

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Jennifer's punishment

Jennifer waited once again. Her position could not bemore vulnerable for a girl already in her teens. She was bentfar over, her head hanging down with outstretched arms, her feetspread and hanging down also. Jennifer's tightly muscled bottomwas the highest point of her body and its prominence was madeall the more acute by the fact that Jennifer was completely nude.

Jennifer closed her eyes wishing that the humiliatingpunishment that she would soon suffer was already over. How onearth could she have ended up in this position again? Well theanswer to that wasn't too hard to come by. Being caught smokingbehind the house with her cousin Alison meant that she was infor more than a quick trip across her mother's knee. Now hereshe was, spread and exposed over the 'punishment' bench in thebasement waiting for her father to come down and correct hererrant behaviour. As much as Jennifer tried to think pleasantthoughts her mind kept coming back to the punishment at hand andthe embarrassment of a seventeen year old being so exposed forit.

Punishments hadn't always been like this, shereminisced. Oh, there had always been spankings. Both ofJennifer's parents came from strict European upbringings andfirmly believed in the benefits of corporal correction. Jenniferwas often pulled over one parent's or the other's knee for aquick skirt-up, panties- down bare-bottomed spanking.

As early as Jennifer could remember, spankings came inone of two varieties. Simple transgressions meant instantpunishment over whichever parent's lap was closest. Spankingswere always on the bare regardless of who was present or howmuch pleading was made. More serious crimes usually meantwaiting until after supper for a punishment to occur. This meantwaiting for ages and wondering how bad it would be. Theanticipation of such punishments usually made them seem twice asbad.

Evening punishments were usually meted out by Jennifer'sdad who might have her over his knee, bent over a stool or coucharm or lying face down on her bed over a couple of doubled-uppillows. Spankings might be with a hand, the hairbrush or aleather strap depending on the severity of the misdeed. Eveningpunishments meant stripping down completely and theembarrassment of doing so became more humiliating as Jenniferwent through puberty and developed both pubic hair and B-cupbreasts. Evening punishments also always meant 'corner time'with Jennifer standing in the corner of the sitting room, noseto the corner, hands on her head displaying her freshly spankedbottom to whoever happened into the room. On several occasionsJennifer had to suffer the added embarrassment of someone fromoutside the family seeing her naked body in the corner. Onseveral occasions it was her aunt and uncle who lived not faraway but every once in awhile friends of her mom and dad wouldenjoy the view. Twenty or thirty minutes of this exposingdisplay would usually ensure that Jennifer would not soon forgether transgressions.

Thankfully Jennifer only merited an "evening" punishmentabout every six or eight weeks. The punishment bench had startedonly about three years ago when Jennifer was fourteen as aresult of getting into real trouble. Being caught shopliftinghad ensured that the young adolescent girl was in for thepunishment of her life.

It was Jennifer's father that had picked her up from thestore manager's office that Friday afternoon. When sending herto her room that night, Jennifer had been told that herpunishment would be delayed until Saturday evening. Jennifer hadto spend the day in her room until Saturday so she hadn't beenable to see her father's preparations in the basement.

Dressed in only her dressing gown, Jennifer had been ledby her mother down into the basement that evening. Afterremoving her gown, Jennifer had to stand, naked with her handsclasped over her head while her father had lectured her on theevils of stealing. Jennifer remembered how she had beenmortified that her nipples stuck out, erect, from her body.Jennifer had always been a little embarrassed by the large sizeof her nipples when hard. Like her mother, she had been blessedwith particularly long and thick nipples. She felt betrayed bythem getting hard when standing in front of her father like that.

Once the lecture was over, Jennifer made heracquaintance with the new "spanking bench". She would come toknow it many times over the next three years. The middle of thebench looked like a padded vaulting horse at a little abovewaist level. Jennifer had to present herself to the side of thebench and bend over it. Little slots for her hands and a bar forher to hold were on a frame in front of her. This left her handsoutstretched in front of her and spread about eighteen inchesapart. A pad and a pillow provided a rest for Jennifer's headbut this meant that her breasts and their still protubantnipples hung free beneath her.

Once in this bent-over position, Jennifer found herselfwith her head and arms about a foot below the level of herupraised bottom. To ensure that she would not move about, a wideleather belt was attached over the small of her back holding herdown firmly to the softly padded vault. Jennifer's wrists werealso restrained with soft leather straps. Her bottom was nowpulled tight and the firm, still boyish buttocks of the fourteenyear- old were pulled somewhat apart to leave her completelyexposed. Jennifer's positioning was not yet complete however.Jennifer remembered how first her left leg was lifted, bentslightly at the knee and then lifted over a peg about twelveinches to her left. The peg was padded and fit just at the backof her knee. Jennifer's foot rested in another slot whoseleather strap held her ankle firmly. The procedure was repeatedwith her right leg leaving her buttocks now tightly spread andbent but even worse, Jennifer was now completely exposed fromthe rear with both her lightly downed pussy and her crinkledanus fully on display.

Just before the spanking started, Jennifer rememberedwith vivid clarity how her mother had opened a small foil packand removed a long gelatin capsule from it.

"This is a ginger suppository Jennifer and you're goingto find that it will help you remember this lesson after yourspanking has finished," said her Mom.

Jennifer was confused for a moment about what asuppository was but that confusion was quickly resolved as hermother moved between her outstretched legs and touched the endof the capsule to the center of Jennifer's tight anus. Jennifercried out in surprise and then alarm as the small object waspushed past her sphincter muscle. Her toes curled involuntarilyas her mother used her finger to drive the suppository deep intoher rectum. Almost instantly the caustic burning sensation ofthe ginger caused Jennifer to cry out. Her parents could see theeffects of the harsh intruder as their daughter's anus clenchedand released in rapid succession.

Jennifer remembered that spanking as one of the all timeworst. Waiting naked in the sitting room corner with her bottomon fire both inside and out had been an unpleasant experience.She remembered swearing that she would never get in troubleagain but here she was, waiting, naked, spread and exposed threeyears later just as she had been on that very first 'bench'spanking. This evening, Jennifer had been told to go to thebasement and prepare herself. So, here she was, naked, bent overthe punishment bench with her bare and spread open bottompointing at the door. She had been waiting in this position fora good twenty minutes now and although she was not physicallyuncomfortable (yet!), being seventeen and this exposed was veryembarrassing. Worse, Jennifer knew that her aunt and uncle werevisiting this evening and that meant she would be naked in frontof her uncle again after her punishment. That hadn't happened inalmost two years and Jennifer had grown significantly in thattime. Jennifer wasn't looking forward to standing in the cornerwith her naked red bottom on display to her relatives.

The sound of the door opening brought Jennifer back tothe here- and-now. She closed her eyes and waited as the soundof her father's footsteps brought him to her side. In a fewmoments the wide leather belt had been pulled snug over thesmall of her back and her wrists and ankles were firmly held bytheir own leather straps. Jennifer heard her father move backbehind her where she knew her spread open thighs revealedeverything to his gaze.

"You're certainly right about her being spread openJohn."

Jennifer's eyes few open. Her uncle was in the room!Jennifer heard him chuckle as she tried in vain to pull herknees together. The padded pegs at the back of her kneesprevented her from doing more than flexing her thigh muscles andthus giving the men an even better show.

"Yes, it does position her quite well for punishment,"said Jennifer's father.

"Daddy!" pleaded Jennifer.

"I'm sorry Jennifer, but you've just brought this onyourself. It seems that warming your bottom alone doesn't seemto keep you from following the simplest of rules from yourmother and myself.

Perhaps the embarrassment of having your Uncle Doug seeyou being punished will make a difference."

The embarrassment of being this exposed to her uncle wasnot lost on Jennifer. The helplessness of her position onlyseemed to magnify the feeling. Already she could feel the tearswelling up. Jennifer's father and uncle were determined thatJennifer be as embarrassed as possible and they weren't quitefinished with her yet.

"You've certainly grown in the last couple of years,"said her uncle from behind her, "Not enough it seems to keep youand Alison from staying out of trouble. It's amazing how theygrow into little women isn't it John?" said her uncle. Jenniferfelt a short tap on her bottom. It felt like the tip of a ridingcrop. She knew what that felt like from experience.

"Of course, when you've got them in this position youcan see just how much they've grown," he went on. "You'll see abit later John that Alison bottom has filled out just likeJennifer's here." Jennifer felt each of her buttocks tappedsmartly in turn by the crop. "Where you see Jennifer's hair hereis golden blond, you'll see that Alison is brown." Jennifer feltthe tip of the crop tap her sharply right on the center of herpussy! She gasped and then let out a little cry at thehumiliation of being smacked like that by her uncle.

Jennifer heard her uncle's footsteps as her walkedaround the spread open teenager. She squeezed her eyes tightlyclosed trying in desperation to hold back the tears.

"Jennifer's breasts seem a little smaller than Ali's,"said her uncle, "but you can tell me what you think when you seeAlison. My goodness, there is no comparing their nipplesthough!" he said. Jennifer felt the tip of the crop tap oncethen again a little sharper against her left nipple. Against herown volition, the fat nipple extended to its full turgid length."These are very large nipples John," said Jennifer's uncle as hetook a closer look, "You'll find Alison's quite a bit smaller."

"Yes, they get quite long and thick when she's excitedor, like now, scared." said Jennifer's father.

"I'll say!" said her uncle as he gave a last tiny tap toher now achingly hard nipple.

This final humiliation was too much and Jennifer feltthe first of many tears this evening roll down her cheeks.Through her tears, Jennifer dimly heard the two men discussingher and punishments in general. Suddenly the speaking ended andthe room became very quiet. Jennifer choked back her tears andheld her breath. Her punishment was about to start.

"Jennifer, do you know why you're being punished?" askedher father.

"Yes, Sir and I'm very sorry and I promised never to trysmoking again." Jennifer's voice was quivering.

"Well, you'll be sorrier in a minute," said her father."I'm goingto givethat saucybottom ofyours agood tasteofthehairbrush."

Jennifer caught a sob at the back of her throat as shesaid, "Yes, Sir." again.

"Also, as I'm sure you expect, you'll be getting asuppository which you'll keep in that bottom of yours until yourcorner time is over."

Jennifer's sob couldn't be contained now and it burstforth with a fresh torrent of tears.

"Just to ensure that the embarrassment part of yourpunishment isn't forgotten too soon, I'm going to have youruncle Doug insert it."

"Daddy! No, Please!", cried out Jennifer but the tip ofthe stinging suppository was already touching the center ofJennifer's tight anal ring. She felt one of her uncle's handspalping her buttock to spread her anus to the maximum extentpossible then the thin long slippery capsule was slid past heranus and into her rectum. Jennifer's uncle watched with interestas his niece's strong athletic thighs squeezed at the paddedpegs holding them apart. The tip of his finger was still held atthe entrance to the teenage girl's anus which grasped andreleased it with a frantic 'winking' motion as the burningsensation of the ginger began to go to work. Pushing forwardslowly, he worried the capsule deep into the young girl's bowelsand was rewarded by the sight of Jennifer's small feet and toescurling tightly in response. Doug had never used a gingersuppository when punishing his daughter Alison but he knew hewould do so from now on beginning with tonight.

Jennifer felt the long thick finger of her uncle twistas he pulled it from deep within her body. The suppository wasalready working it way on her from her anus to well up herrectum and she tugged helplessly at the leather straps as shetried to squirm in relief. She was moaning out loud now at thesensation but that would not last long as her uncle stepped back.

The first smack of the hairbrush took her breath awayand the heat of it was only starting to spread when the secondsmacked down on the opposite buttock. In rapid succession,Jennifer's father smacked her bottom until it was a bright pinkfrom the top of her tan line to the crease of her thighs.Jennifer was crying openly now as her father paused and ran thebristle side of the brush over her buttocks. Jennifer's hipstwitched as the light scratching sensation awakened herover-sensitized bottom. The paddling recommenced with Johnpaying particular attention to Jennifer's sensitive innerbuttocks and the soft curve below her bottom. With her spreadopen position, virtually all of her bottom was available forpunishment from her crack outwards. When John paused for asecond time to let his sobbing daughter catch her breath, hisbristle-side strokes of the brush covered the entire area. Whenstroking the brush down her sensitive crack, John dragged thebrush lengthwise from the small of her back across her anus toher perineum.

The third and final set of smacks were the hardest yetand Jennifer was sobbing uncontrollably when they finished.Jennifer's father and uncle released the straps and pulled thestill crying teenager to her feet. Jennifer knew better than toattempt to cover up, although at this point she couldn't carelessthat she was giving her father and uncle even more of a show.

Taking his nude daughter by the arm, John led Jenniferup the stairs and into the living room where Jennifer's mother,aunt and cousin Alison were waiting.

"Into the corner young lady." said her father. Jennifermoved to the familiar corner of the room. Placing her hands onher head, she moved forward until her nose was pressed rightinto the corner. She moved her feet about eighteen inches apartand turned her toes inward as she had been taught. In thisposition, she knew it would be very hard to clench her buttockswhich felt about twice their normal size.

Jennifer was on fire inside and out. The gingersuppository had now fully melted inside of her leaving a hotburning sensation all along her rectal canal. Her buttocks, ofcourse, were still burning hot and she was sure that they wereproviding a bright red sight to those watching. Jennifer hated'corner time'. In some ways she felt even more exposed than overthe bench. Her tears were still rolling down her face but sheknew she wouldn't be allowed to lower her hands until her timein the corner was over.

"Alright Alison," said Jennifer's aunt Sara, "Now youknow what's in store for you. Your aunt and I are going to bringyou downstairs for your punishment."

At least I won't be miserable by myself, though Jenniferas her cousin was led downstairs by the two older women.

The basement door closed leaving the two men sitting andlooking at John's naked and red-bottomed daughter. Jennifersqueezed her eyes shut and settled down to wait.

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