Subject: REPOST: MC.69 Alison's Punishment
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Date: Fri,  3 Feb 1995 19:12:00 UTC
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Alison's Punishment                         (c) 1994 Master Chris
Story #69  in the Master Chris Collection
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Alison walked  down the  stairs to the  basement.   She was  very
nervous.   Her  punishment which  she  had been  waiting for  for
almost forty minutes  was now at hand.   Her mother and  her Aunt
Janet had made  Alison wait in the corner of the living room like
a naughty  little girl.   She had  been instructed to  remove her
panties and hold  her dress to  her waist  with her nose  pressed
right into the corner of the room while she waited for her cousin
Jennifer  to be  punished in  the  basement.   Alison had  waited
quietly while the  muffled sounds of Jennifer's  spanking carried
upstairs.

At  18, Alison  found  it  humiliating  to still  get  child-like
spankings  but she  had to  admit,  she deserved  one this  time.
Getting caught shoplifting with Jennifer was one of the stupidest
things  she'd ever  done.   She  could only  hope  that a  simple
spanking was the only punishment  she'd receive.  Her parents had
been known to punish her in other ways.

Alison stepped onto the basement floor followed by her mother and
aunt.  Facing her  in  the  middle of  the  floor was  a  strange
contraption.

"This  is  a  punishment  bench Alison,"  said  her  Aunt  Janet.
"You'll be making  its acquaintance in  a few moments.   First  I
want to  see you  out of  those clothes.   Come  on, strip  down,
completely."

Alison  hesitated a  moment.   Although she  had been  baring her
buttocks for the last forty minutes, stripping  nude would reveal
herself more than she had counted on.

"Come, come  Alison," said her  mother.  "There's  nothing you've
got under there that we haven't seen before."

Alison squeezed her  eyes shut as  she pulled her dress  over her
head.  It was all she was wearing.  Her hands dropped immediately
to cover her pubis.

"Hands on your head young lady," said Aunt Janet sharply.

Alison's hands  dashed to  the top of  her head  at the  command,
leaving her body completely exposed.   Alison's body was a little
fuller  than her cousin's.  Her breasts  were firm but round with
rose coloured nipples and  surrounding areola that were currently
crinkled erect in excitement.

Both older  women's eyes  were drawn  directly to  the teenager's
bare protubing pubis.

"Hmmm," said her mother, "I guess I was wrong.  How long have you
shaved your pussy bare."

Alison hung her  head miserably.  "About a month,"  she said.  "I
did it for my bikini."

Sara  chuckled.   "Well I guess  you didn't  count on  being this
exposed.  Ok, lie on top of the punishment bench."

Sara and Janet placed Alison over  the bench so that her head and
feet were lower  than her bottom.   Janet moved around her  niece
fastening the leather  straps across  the small of  her back  and
around  her wrists.    Alison could  still  feel the  warmth  and
moisture of her cousin's body on the leather.  Imagining Jennifer
in this position left  Alison with a strange feeling  of arousal.
She hoped her mother and aunt wouldn't notice.

With  the leather straps fastened,  Alison's upper body   was now
completely  immobile.   Janet moved  around the wood  and leather
restriction table and  lifted Alison's legs and  placed her knees
over  the strategically placed pegs.   This left  her spread open
and more exposed than ever.  Alison's  view was restricted to the
leather pad for her head but she could imagine what she must look
like to her mother and Aunt Janet.  Her breasts hung freely below
her given the design of  the bench to leave her  body unsupported
from her shoulders to her  belly.   Her nipples were  still hard,
achingly hard as they pointed her breasts at the floor.

The view from  behind was even  more interesting.  With  the pegs
and  leather  straps now  holding  her legs  splayed  wide apart,
Alison could feel the air in the room waft across her spread open
inner pussy  lips.   At  least  it was  just  her mom  and  aunt.
Jennifer had just been spanked by her father and uncle!  In fact,
looking from behind,  Jan and  Sara could see  not only  Alison's
pussy lips but also between them.  With no pubic hair to obstruct
their  view even  the  tip of  Alison's  clitoris could  be  seen
peeking from its hood.   The erect clitoris and  obvious moisture
on the pink extended lips of Alison's pussy  made it obvious that
she was aroused by her predicament.

Looking further up,  Alison's buttocks could be  seen spread wide
open thanks to  the over-extended  position of her  thighs.   Her
anus was light pink and crinkled shut.

'She  probably doesn't even know it's on display,'  thought Janet
with a smile.  Well she will soon enough.

"Sara, should  we use one  of these?"  asked Janet, holding  up a
ginger suppository.

"What is it?" asked Sara, curious.

"Janet ripped open the foil packet and let Sara smell the ginger.
"It will get very hot," she said in low voice, smiling.

Sara's eyes  widened in understanding.   "Alison," she  said, "Do
you know why you're being punished?"

"Yes, Ma'am," said Alison.  "I know the shoplifting was wrong and
I promise never, never, never to do it again."

"Well  we are going to help you remember that promise young lady.
You can expect  to leave this room with your bottom scalding hot.
Moreover,  I think  the severity  of your  crime warrants  a good
enema."

Alison moaned.

"I know  you  find them  embarrassing but  the embarrassment  and
discomfort will serve to remind you not to get into  this kind of
trouble again."

"First though," said  Sara as  she patted  her daughter's  smooth
buttock,  "Your aunt  is going  to prepare  your bottom  for your
enema with something that will be probably uncomfortable.

'What was this?!' thought Alison as she tensed up.

Janet was standing now between Alison's spread thighs and holding
the 1 1/2" ginger  suppository in her fingers.   She watched  the
young  girl's anus clench tight  at her mother's  warning.  Janet
tickled  the tip of the slippery capsule directly into the center
of the crinkled anus.

"Relax it Alison," she said.

Alison could  feel the cold slick sensation of something touching
her bottom.  'What was it?' she wondered.  Alison forced  herself
to unclench her bottom and as she did so Janet  smoothly slid the
first inch into  her anus.  Rolling the end  with her fingers she
twirled the  half-inserted capsule  in the tight  opening to  the
girl's  rear passage before pushing in completely.  Using the tip
of  her finger now, Janet slowly pushed the suppository deep into
Alison's rectum  with  a twisting  motion  until her  finger  was
buried to  the hilt in her  rectal canal and she  could just feel
the tip of the suppository with her finger.

Janet slowly pulled  her finger out  leaving the melting  capsule
deep in Alison's rectum.

Taking a step back,  Janet waited for the caustic  suppository to
take effect.  Alison would feel it first on the ring of her anus,
she  knew.  It took about a  minute.  First Alison squirmed for a
moment  then Janet and Sara watched as the teenager's toes curled
and  her thighs  squeezed  the wooden  pegs  holding them  apart.
Alison let out  a low moan as  the effect of the  ginger began to
take effect.

"Owww  Mommy it's hot,  take it out!"  cried the young  girl in a
plaintive voice.

The  two older women watched Alison's anus now clench and release
in a 'winking'  motion as  the deep seated  ginger began  working
through her bowels.

We'll be back down in a few minutes to continue your punishment."
said  Alison's mother in reply.   Alison's barely  heard her, the
sensations deep in her bottom taking all of her attention.

Janet and  Sara went back  to the living room  where Jennifer was
now  waiting, completely nude with her nose pressed firmly in the
corner.  Her bottom was still a deep red and Sara and Jan watched
for a moment as  Jennifer clenched and released her buttocks in a
vain attempt to alleviate the heat she was experiencing.

Janet and Sara's respective  husbands were soon found out  on the
patio.

"Any trouble with Alison?", asked Doug.

"No, none.   She's down there waiting for  her enema and spanking
on that marvellous spanking bench."

"Yes, John and I were just discussing it.   He's going to give me
a hand building one for us." said Sara's husband.

"Well  it  certainly does  leave  you  completely exposed,"  said
Janet, blushing.

Well I wouldn't mind seeing you both on there," chuckled Doug.

"We've  got  someone on  there now  who  needs her  bottom warmed
first," said Sara.   "Although her rectum is getting  an internal
warming with that suppository.  When did you start using those?"

"About two years ago," said John.  "They're certainly effective."

"They certainly had Jennifer squirming," said Doug.

"Yes, I'll  bet you liked  that view,"  chuckled his wife  as she
playfully punched his arm.

"You bet I did, although the view I liked the best was the  sight
of  Jennifer's nipples.  Have you  seen how  large they  got when
erect?"

"They're quite spectacular," agreed  John.  "She takes after  her
mom."

"Well, your  daughter has  a surprise view  for you when  you get
downstairs," said Sara.  "She's shaved herself pubis completely!"

"Speaking  of which,  I  guess we  should  head down  and  finish
Alison's punishment," said John.

"Alison's face was  wet with tears.  She was  miserable.  The hot
ginger suppository was now completely melted deep in her body and
she could feel the effects from just behind her belly  button all
the  way out to her  anus and her  punishment hadn't even started
yet!   For the last ten  minutes the only sound  Alison had heard
was the sound  of her  own breathing and  whimpering leaving  her
nothing to concentrate on but the discomfort in her bottom.

The sounds of  footsteps coming  down the stairs  behind her  was
almost a relief.

"A little uncomfortable Alison?" asked Janet.

Alison nodded her head miserably.

"Well  I  imagine you're  looking  forward to  your  enema then,"
smiled her mother.

Alison could hear the sounds of what must be  the enema equipment
being organized behind her.

"This punishment bench leaves you quite exposed back her Alison."
said Doug.

Alison  started!   Her father was  in the  room and  he could see
everything!    Alison felt  the tip  of  something cool  and flat
stroke her inner thighs  towards her pussy.  It was  the end of a
riding crop that had most recently been used to spank her cousin.
The flat leather tip struck her naked  pussy lips gently and then
rubbed lengthwise up her now soaking slit.

"I can  see what  you  mean about  her  pussy being  bare,"  said
Alison's  uncle.    "It leaves  her  even  more  naked than  just
undressed.

Alison's head  pulled up like a shot!  Her thighs strained as she
tried in  vain to pull away  from her restraints.   Her uncle was
here!  That was his hand holding the riding crop to rub her bare,
oh  God, her  shaved  and bare  pussy!   To  make matters  worse,
Alison's pussy was now soaking wet with  sexual tension.  She had
never been so embarrassed in all her life.

Now the  crop slid higher along  her side, making a  trail to her
left  breast.  John smacked the tip  of her hanging breast gently
then  again  sharply  enjoying   the  sight  of  Alison's  nipple
crinkling to an even more erect state.

You've filled out since I saw you last Alison," said John.

The  tears  were  flowing  freely  now  as  Alison  suffered  the
indignation of being stroked again across her naked nipple by her
uncle's crop.

Alison could still feel the tip of the crop moving here and there
on her  body  when the  sensation  of someone  standing  directly
between  her thighs made  her aware that the  next portion of her
punishment was at hand.  The cool sensation of a fingertip at the
entrance to her rectum was almost a relief.  Her rear passage and
the  portal to  it had been  on fire  it seemed  forever.  Alison
wondered fleetingly who it was that  was tickling her anus as the
lubricated finger applied a  blob of vaseline to the  tight brown
opening.   Alison was sure it  was either her mother  or her aunt
from  the delicate movements of  the fingertip.   The four adults
had watched with interest how Alison's teenage anus had opened up
like a flower with the suppository.  When they had descended, the
muscles  between  Alison's   buttocks  had  been  clenching   and
releasing  frantically in a vain  attempt to release  some of the
intense  sensations  originating deep  in  her young  body.   Now
Sara's long thin  finger had a large blob of  vaseline on its tip
and Sara was rubbing  that vaseline gently and slowly  around the
rim of Alison's anus.  The adults watched as Alison's hips raised
in an automatic response, trying to seek more of the cool relief.

Sara smiled as she teased the tiny opening a moment  longer.  She
was rewarded with a moan from Alison at the erotic sensations she
was experiencing through her  entire pelvic floor.  At  the sound
of Alison's pleasure, Sara firmly but slowly pushed first the tip
and then  her entire long finger into Alison's rectum, continuing
until it was as embedded as deeply as it would go.  Alison's toes
curled  in  response  and  everyone  could  see  her  tight  body
trembling with the tension it had built up.

Sara twisted her finger  through a full rotation feeling  how hot
and tight  her daughter's rectum  was.  'It will  give some lucky
boy quite  a thrill  one day,' she  thought to  herself.   Gently
pulling the finger  all the  way out, Sara  noticed how  Alison's
anus pulled at her,  trying despite her to  hold the finger  deep
inside.   She  applied more  lubricant and  slid her  finger deep
inside again, twisting and turning, coating the first 4 inches of
Alison's rectal tube with a liberal portion of the clear jelly.

By  the time  Alison  was  lubricated, her  body  was  a mass  of
sensations.  First her bottom had been burning hot.  It was still
irritated enough that it  was making her squirm but  the vaseline
had taken  most of the  sting away.   Now, the  sensation of  her
mother's  long and cool finger  twisting and sliding  deep in her
rectum had her squirming from different feelings.

Alison felt her mother's finger pull from her and felt the tip of
what must  be the  enema  nozzle touch  the center  of her  anus.
Again  it was Sara who  was attending to  the enema preparations.
Alison felt the  tip of the hard, cool plastic separate the tight
anal ring.   The effects  of the  suppository made her  more open
than she  had ever been back there.  She was completely unable to
resist the initial penetration of her rear.

Sara  twisted the  tip around a  couple of times  to get Alison's
bottom used to the feeling before pushing the nozzle forward.  As
she did so Alison realized that  the nozzle being used wasn't the
simple enema nozzle or even the longer, thicker douche nozzle. It
was the hated enema tube. This long nozzle came complete with two
inflatable  bulbs.  One of these deflated bulbs would be inserted
into her  rectum, the  other close  behind it would be  left out.
When they were  both inflated,  they would  press close  together
making an  unbreakable seal between  them and  ensuring that  the
water injected  into her  body would stay  there until  released.
The  insertion of  the first  bulb was  always  uncomfortable for
Alison but  this time her bottom  seemed to flare  out and accept
it.  'Probably because  of that damned suppository,' she thought.

Alison  held her breath, waiting for the dreaded inflation of the
bulbs to  begin.  She  didn't have  to wait long.   The  inflator
bulbs looked much  the same  as those on  a blood-pressure  cuff.
Each  squeeze would send air directly  to the balloon surrounding
the enema  tube now inserted into  her bottom.  Alison  heard the
sound of the  squeezed inflator  at the  same time  she felt  the
object  in  her rectum  move.   Several  strong squeezed  had her
squealing  in protest as  first the  internal, then  the external
bulbs were  filled.  The inflating  of the  tube  had  pulled her
anus wider open but  with both bulbs pushing against  each other,
the  rubber had  effectively  taken control  over any  evacuation
Alison might want to do.   The sensation made Alison push  at the
bulbs.   It was involuntary just as  though she was in the middle
of a bowel movement.  No  amount of pushing would have any effect
on the nozzle.

"Very effective," said Janet as she inspected the arrangement.

"This table makes it  even easier," said Sara, wiping  her hands.
"Her  bottom is at the  perfect position for  accessing  Alison's
rectum.   I'm sure looking  forward to  getting one of  these for
ourselves.    Also, that  suppository  must have  opened  her up.
Getting the tube into  Alison's bottom is  usually a struggle but
this time it just slid right in."

Alison waited.  She knew  that the next  step was  to release the
enema into her.   It  was Alison's  father who  did the  honours.
Reaching up he undid the clip holding the water in  the enema bag
hanging  a couple of feet  above Alison's naked  and spread body.
Alison   felt  the  rush  of  water  start  into  her  with  some
apprehension.  She never  knew what might happen at  this moment.
In some cases  the enema bag would be filled  with hot, hot water
and the  resulting  sensation would  be  like liquid  fire  being
injected  into her.   Other  occasions had  seen very  cool water
sliding into  her with the resulting  cramps being instantaneous.
Other opportunities  had seen water with  various solutions added
all which served to increase her discomfort.  This time the water
was warm, just  a bit warmer than  body temperature.  'Was  there
soap or something else in it?' she wondered.

"You're fortunate that your enema  is water only tonight Alison,"
said her father as though  reading her thoughts.  To make  up for
this  you'll  be getting  a little  extra  water in  your bottom.
Alison whimpered in reply, her attention completely absorbed with
dealing with the sensations occurring now deep in her bowels.

"This ought to keep you from making an accident," said John as he
giggled  the  end  of  the  enema tube  nozzle  sticking  out  of
Alison's  spread anus.  Alison  strained at the  sensation as the
inserted section of the nozzle wiggled back and forth well inside
her rectum.

Alison barely heard the  sound of the adults  moving back up  the
stairs, leaving her to the automatic actions of the water filling
her belly.   The position and  design of the  table let  Alison's
belly expand  and hang below  her as it  slowly filled with  what
seemed an enormous  amount of  water.  Alison  was thankful  that
there  was nothing in the  water that caused  cramps although she
knew that the  water alone would  be uncomfortable.   'God.   How
much water  is it?' she  wondered as  the sound  of the  gurgling
water continued to fill  her.  At last the bag  was empty and the
water  now  held  by gravity  and the  inflated tube deep  in her
bottom.

It was  a few minutes  later that  Alison heard the  sounds of  a
single  person descending the stairs  behind her.   'Who was it,'
she  wondered.   Alison  could sense  the  person moving  quietly
closer  until  she was  sure that  they  were standing   directly
between  her flexed and outstretched thighs.  For a moment, there
was  absolute silence as Alison  waited to see  what would happen
and the person behind her waited, observing the young girl.

The sensation of the long enema nozzle being touched was like  an
electric  shock to  Alison.  She  started as she  felt the nozzle
being  manipulated.  It was just the  nozzle being closed and the
hose to the now empty enema  bag being detached as it turned out.
Still the wiggling of the  device deep inside of her body  as the
hose  was  removed caused  Alison to  moan  softly and  squirm in
response.

"You still have  your spanking  coming to you  young lady,"  said
Janet.

Alison closed her  eyes.  She  knew this was  coming and now  she
knew that it would be her  aunt who delivered her punishment.  At
least  she wouldn't  be  spanked  in  front  of  all  the  adults
especially her uncle.

Alison  felt something hard and smooth rub in soft circles around
her buttocks.

"I'll be spanking you with this," said her aunt.

'A paddle,' thought Alison.

Janet turned the  hairbrush over and  rubbed the bristles  gently
across the  pale white  buttocks of  her young  niece.  With  her
bottom pulled tight by her extended position she knew there would
be no escaping the punishment to come.

'Oh God a hairbrush,' thought Alison.   She knew that her  bottom
would soon be as fire  red as her face had been from blushing for
the last forty minutes.

The sharp bristles of  the hairbrush wandered all over  the naked
flesh,  around each buttock, down the spread open right thigh and
back up the sensitive inner thigh all the way to the top.  Alison
tensed as the bristles approached her smooth pussy.  Janet pulled
the brush away just before touching Alison's pubis and brought it
down to Alison's left leg to repeat the process.   Janet revelled
in the sight in front of her.  The hard-bodied teen was as spread
out as her body could allow.   Looking down, Janet was  presented
with the stretched muscles of Alison's thighs spread out over the
wooden pegs that held  them apart.  Alison's pale  white buttocks
were spread out due to her overextended position.  The end of the
enema  nozzle and the outer  bulb squeezed  up tight  against her
anus.

Janet lifted  the brush from  the stroking of  Alison's sensitive
thighs.  She new the  effect she was having on the  younger girl.
The lips of  Alison's pussy were  very puffed out and  very, very
wet.  Janet  tapped lightly on the end of  the nozzle buried deep
in Alison's rectum.  Alison gasped  at the sensation.  The  shock
wave of  the tiny tap ran like  a shock wave down  the rubber and
plastic tube to reverberate deep in her overfull belly.

"Are you ready for your spanking now Alison?" asked Janet.

"Yes  Ma'am,"  she  answered  weakly.   The  physical  sensations
running through the young girl were overwhelming and the spanking
now looming in front of her was an almost welcome relief.

The  first smack  of the brush  was sharp  and hot  on Ali's left
white  buttock.   Just the  first smack  was enough to  release a
floodgate  of  tears.    They  had  been  bottled  up  since  her
humiliating punishment began.   Janet  kept up   a furious  pace,
smacking  first left then right  until each buttock  was a bright
red.  It was perhaps five minutes of spanking before Janet paused
and rubbed her palm over the red cheeks.

"Mmmm, nice and warm I think," said Janet.

With  her left hand, Janet grasped the end of the nozzle sticking
from Alison's bottom.  Any touch on the deep-seated device caused
Alison the most conflicting sensations.  It was obvious to Janet.
With the brush in  her right hand, Janet continued  the spanking.
Each smack  of the brush was like fire to Alison but with all the
sensations  at the same time  it was difficult  to concentrate on
any  of them.  The warm water  was still stretching her belly out
as  though she was pregnant.   The punishment  bench itself still
restrained Alison in the stretched out spread open position.  The
ginger suppository and the following lubrication and insertion of
the enema  nozzle  had left  a deep stinging  warmth that  Alison
could  still feel deep behind her swollen belly despite the water
that had  passed  through  her  rectum into  her body.   The tube
itself  of course  was  still inflated  both  inside and  outside
Alison's  stretched open  anus.   Finally  the  spanking and  the
teasing of the nozzle left conflicting sensation of stinging heat
and heat of a more sexual kind.

Suddenly the spanking stopped.  Alison's breath was coming now in
ragged  gasps.   She  wasn't sure  if she  was  gasping from  the
spanking  or the excitement of  all the other  sensations.  Janet
lifted her hand  from the nozzle  and reversed the  brush in  her
hand.   It was obvious that  Alison was aroused.   Passing a hand
once  again over her niece's hot buttocks, Janet could feel their
heat.   Taking  the hair  brush, Janet  lowered the  bristle side
close  to the shaved swollen  pubis.  Alison's  clitoris had been
erect  and peeking  out of  its protective  hood almost  from the
moment she had been fastened over the punishment bench.  Both  it
and her  nipples were  achingly hard.   Even with  all the  other
sensations running through her, Alison could not get the feelings
in her clitoris and nipples out of her mind.

Alison could feel the  sharp stroking bristles of the  hair brush
move down her  hot buttocks toward  her wet pussy.   'Oh No'  she
thought, 'Is she  going to  spank my pussy?'   Spanking  Alison's
pussy was  not in Janet's plans.   Using the bristle  side of the
brush, Janet reached  as far up as  she could and gently  stroked
down from the top of Alison's bare slit along toward the bottom.

"Noooo" moaned  Alison as  she  felt her  control slipping  away.
This last  sensation was too  much for her.   As much  as she had
been trying to hold back, the bristles dragging along her swollen
slit, pulling at her clit drove Alison over the edge.  Her orgasm
seemed to start  deep behind  her naval button,  deep within  her
water-filled belly.  Janet  tapped her finger against the  end of
the nozzle as Alison's  hips bucked and struggled with  the onset
of her orgasm
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