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Surprise Assembly
By Kathy Lynch

PART 20
This time, Mr. Firgus had set the alarm. He did not want to miss a second of the
show and he was ready this time, a wet towel in hand, he jerked off at the image
of Shannon's naked stretching body and came again as she walked out. It was
almost like having sex with someone, he planned it so well.

He had some humiliating things in store for her, including cleaning his
cum-covered articles from his masturbation. Let her take care of those items
that she had dirtied.

This time, he hopped into the car and followed the girls on their run. He stayed
far enough back not to attract notice as the naked runner made her way in just
sneaks and socks through the main street of town. He wondered why she would
choose to run in this public of a place but then remembered the punishment that
her father had told him about. This was probably part of it.

He saw the girl's leg muscles flex as she ran, the perfect body so graceful in
her strides. She really was perfect in every way. It had been a long time since
he had felt this way about a woman. His late wife had done this to him. They had
met in high school and, much like Shannon, she had been perfect. Athletic, at
least for that era, she had played field hockey and they started dating when he
went to her games. A few years later, when they had married, he had asked her to
put the uniform on for him one night and she had. They had made long, passionate
love that night and had conceived their only son.

He had a tough time concentrating on the road, paying so much attention to the
girl and to his memories. He saw her jogging in place while waiting for a
stoplight to turn green. This was a perfect opportunity for everyone to see her.
Her tits, small but round, bouncing a bit on her frame, her legs bulging in all
of the right places, her little lips, completely bare, seemed to be compressing
in and out. He was hard again, despite his cum earlier.

He turned away from the way she was running and drove home, wanting to beat her
there to be able to fully enjoy her stretching. He had just settled into his
easy chair with the great view of the house across the street when Shannon and
Brighid arrived home. As had been the case yesterday, they stretched, putting on
an erotic show without even realizing it. Again he came into a towel as the
naked runner bounded up the steps, removed her sneakers and socks and went into
the house naked as the day she was born.

Mr. Firgus got up to go and shower and get ready for work. He couldn't wait
until 5 o'clock when the very naked Shannon Malone would be his housekeeper.
Shannon ran into the house, another humiliating run behind her. She had seen Mr.
Firgus checking her out while she stretched and felt so gross. Most girls know
that boys masturbate over them...but few ever have it shoved in their face as
much as Shannon has had in the last few days. She had received 75 e-mails last
night from boys who saw her show on the internet. She hated her school and
wondered how they could let a 16 year old be naked on their site. Then she
realized that the only way onto the site was having an e-mail account and
password with the school so only the students could access her nudity and they
could see her any time they wanted anyhow.

She went up the steps, her bare feet flapping on the wood floor and went in to
grab a shower. She was in the middle of washing her hair when she felt a cold
breeze. She opened her eyes and saw that Jimmy had opened the shower curtain all
the way.

"Jimmy, close the curtain for Christ sake, I'm going to freeze."
"Sorry Shannon, but I want to watch."
"Jim, please just give me a minute's peace."
"Nope...do I have to call Colleen and ruin your chance at some nice socks to
wear?"
"You pain in the ass," she whispered in a low, mean voice. But she continued to
shower, getting the rest of the shampoo out of her hair. She then had to go
through the task of shaving her legs, armpits and pubes. Most girls can go a day
or two without it but for a naked girl, it was a daily necessity. She had never
shaved her own pubic hair before but Miss Kelly had warned her to keep it clean
or another demonstration might be in order.

As her younger brother watched leering, she lathered up her legs and went about
the task of clearing her long, slender legs of any hair. Then she did her
armpits until they were smooth and bare.

Now came the hard part, shaving her pubes in front of her brother. She had seen
his face looking directly at her pussy as she had contorted her legs in the many
different directions needed for a clean shave. He had stood there, wide eyed and
mouthed, as she did so. But now, he would have a great view as her fingers moved
her pussy lips this way and that to get all of the fresh stubble that was coming
through. His eyes never left her pussy until she was finished and took a towel
to wipe the remaining cream off. With that he took a step back and sat on the
cover of the toilet.

She grabbed a towel and dried off, being extra careful not to cover herself any
more than necessary. She knew that Jimmy would love to run to Colleen and Dad
and tell them that he had been refused a healthy view of his older sister. Once
she was dry, she stepped out of the tub and over to the sink to do her hair and
makeup.
"Please Jim, haven't you seen enough? I just want a second of peace and quiet."
"Nope, sorry Shannon, I don't want to miss a moment of this."
She tried to hold back tears as she dried her hair and put on some makeup.
Finally, she had to ask him to get off the toilet so that she could pee. The
smirk on his face made her sick to her stomach as he got up and she sat down.
She was mortified as her pee tinkled into the basin as her brother watched,
sitting on the tub across from her. Finally she finished, wiped (he didn't miss
that at all) and left the bathroom and went into her room falling on her bed in
a ball, her head in her hands sobbing. For once she was alone as Jimmy went down
the hall into his own room to get ready for his day of school.

PART 21
Shannon had been there crying for a few minutes when her sister Brighid came by.
As always, Brighid was dressed great, wearing a business suit that was a
tailored jacket, a blouse and then a short skirt. Her legs were covered with
stockings and she wore five-inch heels. The very picture of a sexy business
woman.

Across the room, Shannon couldn't have been more of a contrast. She looked like
a tiny little girl, vulnerable as she laid there naked as the day she was born,
as she had been for two whole days and was about to begin her third naked day.
This was part of her school's punishment that focused on humiliation and loss of
clothing instead of suspensions, etc. She was the first one punished under the
new rules after skipping school and calling in a false sick call.
Her father had extended the punishment to her home too and she was now naked
24/7. It seemed like she spent all of her time embarrassed and crying. She and
Brighid had just returned from their now daily running routine. She ran in just
her sneaks and socks through the streets of hew neighborhood, giving quite a
show to anyone out there early enough to see it.
Brighid had been rough on her and had some more plans for humiliating her
formerly "perfect" sister. But first, she had to gain her trust. She walked over
to the bed where Shannon laid balled up in the fetal position, face red from
crying. Brighid sat down next to her and rubbed the girl's bare back and moved
in for a hug. Shannon, surprised at this sudden affection from her sister,
appreciated the warmth of someone.
"There, there, sorry about all of this?" Brighid said.
Shannon nodded her head, knowing deep down that her sister was loving her
humiliation.
"Come on, I'll give a ride to school...I can be a few minutes late for work
today," Brighid said.
Shannon raised her head and looked at Brighid with her teary eyes. Finally, some
compassion, she thought.
"Oh thank you, thank you so much. You can't know how awful it is on that bus,
everybody staring and groping and I have nowhere to go. That would be so nice of
you Brigie."
The nude girl got to her feet, wiped her eyes with a tissue and grabbed her
bookbag, ready to leave. She certainly did not want to make her sister late for
work after she was being so generous.
Brighid smiled as she followed after her naked sister, admiring the girl's long,
bare legs and hard ass. She wasn't a lesbian but certainly saw that her sister
was built. She would enjoy the ride to the school.
Shannon didn't even notice her sister's appreciative stares, she was too happy
that she would be shielded, at least for the short drive to school. While the
trip on the bus took 45 minutes, the drive would be no more than 15 minutes. She
figured this would save her so much humiliation, from the awful groping and
exposure on the bus to sitting and waiting at the corner for it to come. It was
a terrible experience from beginning to end.
When she got to the car, Shannon realized it was still locked. She felt
vulnerable in the cold winter air, naked in the driveway. She crouched next to
it, shielding her from all but those behind her. Finally, she heard the door
shut and Brighid's heels coming down the front steps. She heard the door lock
spring up and she jumped to open the door and climb in. She climbed in, feeling
the leather of the seats on her bare ass and thighs.
"Here," said Brighid, tossing her a towel. "Sit on this please. I don't want
your wetness ruining my seat."
Shannon blushed but obliged. As she settled into the sports car, she realized
how low she would be next to other cars. Anyone passing by would be higher and
would see all of her. She covered her pussy with one hand and crossed her arms
over her breasts with the other as they drove off.
Brighid looked over at the nude girl, her little sister sure had grown up. Her
breasts weren't too big but she was sure a woman...you could see it in her hips
and her pussy. Brighid felt some jealousy in seeing her beautiful sister. She
had always felt like an ugly duckling next to Shannon and Megan. Sure she had
boyfriends and was long beyond her virginal days and many men complimented her
nice legs and figure. But she didn't have the same look as her sisters, that
drop-dead gorgeous look that makes men's head turn. Shannon did and part of
Brighid hated her for it.
For her part, Shannon never even saw her sister's gazing eyes. For once she
could relax on the drive to school, enjoying the safety of her sister's car. She
sat there, feeling the warm heat on her naked body, listening to the music,
feeling good for the first time in days. She closed her eyes and could almost
pretend that she wasn't out in a car in broad daylight completely naked.
She didn't notice when Brighid turned off the main road but opened her eyes when
the car came to a stop.
"What's going on Brig, I have to get to school," Shannon said nervously when she
saw that they had pulled into a Dunkin Donuts parking lot.
"I know, but we skipped breakfast this morning and I wanted to grab something,"
Brighid said, swinging her nylon-covered legs out of the car. "Come on, my
treat."
"Brighid, are you crazy? Have you forgotten that I am completely naked? NO WAY
AM I GOING IN THERE!"
Brighid slammed her door and Shannon breathed a sigh of relief. She had finally
won a victory over those who wished to humiliate her. She didn't even notice as
Brighid opened her door and pulled her out by the nipple.
Shannon screamed at the disgusting act but, to avoid having her nipple ripped
off, scampered to get to her feet out of the car.
"You little bitch," Brighid said in a low menacing voice. "I am here to do you a
nice thing. If you do not do everything I say, I am going to leave you here and
let you manage your way home or to school, whichever you prefer. Do everything I
say and I will finish the ride, understand?"
Shannon nodded, tears filling her eyes and rolling down her cheeks. She felt
more naked than ever now, her sister exposing her to the whole world.
Brighid turned and walked towards the door. Of course the donut shop was all
windows so that many had already observed the naked girl. She made her way to
the door, her bare feet against the hard, cold concrete.
Brighid was holding the door open, motioning Shannon to go in ahead of her. This
felt so wrong but the naked girl entered the cold store, every head there turned
to her.
This Dunkin Donuts seemed to be all male...only two women were there, a worker
in a Dunkin Donuts uniform and a woman sitting at the counter in an attractive
business suit that showed off nice stocking covered legs. Shannon would have
given anything to trade places with either girl.
"Well now," one of the men behind the counter said. "We don't normally let
barefoot people in here. You know, no shoes, no shirt, no service. But for you,
we can make an exception."
"Thank you for that," Brighid spoke up. "This is my little sister Shannon. She
goes to St. Mark's and is being punished."
Everyone nodded. There had been a report that some of the students there were
having forced nudity as punishment for doing something wrong. None of them could
imagine it happening but here was the evidence.
"Well, I'm happy to serve you anytime Shannon," said the man behind the counter
in the dirty apron.
Shannon blushed and looked down. "Thank the man Shannon," Brighid said, acting
like a mother would with a little girl.
"Thank you Sir."
Shannon could not believe that she would be forced to stand there, under the
full gaze of everyone, while her sister examined the menu board. It's a donut
shop for Christsakes, why do you need a menu board, she wanted to scream at her
sister. But she didn't, instead standing there fully naked, her breasts being
scrutinized by Carl, the store manager.
"I will have a chocolate chip muffin and a cup of decaf. My sister will have a
powdered cream donut with a glass of milk."
Shannon looked up at Brighid, wondering why that order. She didn't like donuts
and certainly never ate powdered cream. And what was with the milk?
The man went and got each thing one at a time. This gave him more time to ogle
her little breasts. It also gave the customers an extended view of her naked
legs and ass as. The only thing not on display was her bare pussy as she kept
her legs tight together.
The naked girl looked around and saw about 10 customers. Five guys in what
looked like construction outfits were straining to see all that they could see.
There was the nicely dressed woman, who didn't seem as interested in the
business section of the newspaper as she had been before they entered, and four
other men, mostly business men in shirts and ties.
Finally the order was filled. When Brighid went to pay the man said "no need,
just bring her in again ok?" Brighid smiled and Shannon groaned, knowing that a
trip to this Dunkin Donuts would be on the agenda again before her six weeks
were up.
"Shannon, grab the tray, I'll find us a seat."
Shannon seethed but leaned over and grabbed the tray, putting her ass out and
giving the man behind the counter a better view of it and her breasts. She
pulled the tray off the counter and walked to where Brighid was sitting. She
couldn't really cover anything but held the tray low, figuring that everyone
here had already seen her tits anyway.
She cringed when she saw that Brighid had chosen a high stool and the lack of a
wall where her legs would go. She noticed that anyone walking into the store
would have an unobstructed view of her bare pussy as she sat in the chair.
"I was going to get it to go before you pulled that little stunt back there,"
Brighid said in a quiet, but mean tone. "Now, you'll have to suffer a little."
The older girl took her muffin and began to cut a small piece off, placing it in
her mouth and taking a swig of the coffee. Shannon didn't want to eat this
disgusting donut but her hunger got the better of her and she picked it up and
bit into it. As soon as she did it, she knew why Brighid had ordered it for her.
Some of the powder shook off and blew all over her chest, breasts and chin.
There were no napkins near her as Brighid had moved them all over to her side of
the counter.
The bell attached to the door went off and she heard a gasp. She looked over the
partition and saw there were three teenage boys standing there, mouths agape as
they saw her pussy in all of its glory. She had been concentrating on eating her
donut and forgot about her situation. When they had entered, her knees were
spread wide, giving them an unobstructed view of her pussy lips, slightly agape.
Quickly she closed her legs and ducked down so that they would be unable to see
her face. Just then she heard one of them say, "Look guys, if you come around
here you can see her tits."

She saw two heads hurry around the partition and their eyes went right to her
powder covered tits. "Holy shit, look at her."
Brighid was smiling at the awful situation she had put Shannon in. The boys
didn't even move until she spoke up..."Hey guys, why don't you order and then
come sit with us. I'm sure Shannon would like to get to know you better."
That got the boys running to the counter. Brighid smiled. "And we are not
leaving until all of your donut is eaten and your milk is finished."

Shannon rolled her eyes. Brighid knew the difficulties she was having eating the
donut and she hated milk...would struggle to finish the whole container.
She continued to bite pieces off the donut, trying to be careful but the powder
was going everywhere. The onlookers all stopped and stared, enjoying the erotic
site. The boys hurried back and sat next to the naked girl. They could not take
their eyes off of her. Who would have thought that watching a girl eat would be
such a turn on but for these boys, their erections were a sign that they were
certainly turned on.

They started asking all kinds of questions, why she was naked, did she like
being naked, did she know that she had powder all over her chest. She answered
them all civilly (school punishment; no, she hated it; and yes she knew that she
had powder all over her chest thank you). As she bit into the next to last
piece, a wad of cream fell out and landed on her right nipple. She froze and the
boys gasped. What an erotic site!
"Would one of you please help my sister with that, she's always making such a
mess," Brighid said. The three boys almost feel over each other but one, the
tallest one, took his finger and got the cream off of the nipple, taking a feel
of her breast while he did.
"Thank you," Shannon said, feeling a chill through her body that she couldn't
explain.

Brighid finished her muffin and coffee and put it on the tray. "Come on Shannon,
finish your milk so that we can go. You're going to be late for school."
Shannon took the carton and began to chug the milk down. As she did, she felt
something hit her elbow and the spout left her mouth and went down her chin and
onto her bare breasts. The cold milk caused her to groan and her nipples
hardened almost immediately.
"Jesus Shannon, what a mess you are. You can't go to school like that."
The sight of the naked girl dripping milk sent two of the boys over the edge.
Their pants now showed what their moans from before had signaled...they had
orgasmed at the vision.
"Shannon, look what you have done to those poor boys. My God, you are so bad. Go
into the bathroom and get yourselves cleaned off and get those poor boys some
wet paper towels or something. We can't have them walking around all sticky now
can we?"

Shannon looked at her sister, pleading for this to be over. Brighid stared right
back, letting her naked sister know that this was far from over.

PART 22
Shannon got off the high stool and walked to the bathroom. The girl behind the
counter started to laugh when she saw the naked girl covered with powder and
milk. Shannon shot her a nasty look but that just made the girl laugh harder.
After all, what threat was a naked girl.

Shannon pushed open the door to the ladies room and sat down on the toilet,
holding her head in her hands and sobbing. She was a filthy mess and everyone
could see every part of her. Despite being naked for two whole days now, she
still wasn't over the embarrassment of being seen in those most intimate places.
She heard a knock on the door and Brighid telling her to hurry. Quickly Shannon
went to the sink and started to wet some paper towels. She saw the mess that was
her body, the milk was drying and the powder that was left was clumped together.
By the time she finally got everything cleaned off, the knocking began again but
louder. She went to open the door and remembered that she had to get some wet
towels for the boys. Shannon wet the towels and folded them up and finally left
the bathroom.

Most of the store had cleared out of the people that had witnessed Shannon's
earlier humiliation and new people were there. They were shocked to see the
naked girl exiting the bathroom, her bare feet slapping against the cold tile of
the store floor.

Shannon walked through the gawking crowd, getting a little something extra with
their morning coffee and donuts. She made her way through the line, grazing a
man's overcoat as she passed, feeling the rough material against her bare skin,
tearing up in jealousy over the fact that he gets clothes but she must always be
naked.

Finally she made it to where Brighid was sitting with the boys. They again gaped
as she came over, her skin still moist from the washing.
"Shannon, these boys go to St. Andrew's, you remember that private boys school.
Didn't you go to a dance there last year?"
Shannon nodded, "Yes, the Winter Formal."

She remembered it so well. She wore a long black dress, floor length. She had
argued with her father to let her wear a strapless dress but it was worth it.
She looked great and had been the attention of the party. She had gone with Joe,
the love of her life before she broke up with him last fall. She had decided
that she needed some space after dating him since 8th grade.
"Who did you go with? Was it Joe Davids?"
Again she nodded, knowing now that word would get back to Joe about her
humiliation and current situation. He would love the predicament she had gotten
herself into.
"Hey, I know Joe, we play baseball together. Wow, he was dating a piece like
you? WOW, never would have thought it."
She blushed at his words. She normally would have been flattered at his words,
even though they were a little gross. Now it was just more humiliation.
"I wonder if Joe ever saw this much of Shannon?" one of the boys asked.
"Good question," Brighid said. "Well Shannon, did he?"
"Did he what," Shannon asked challenging her sister.
"Careful girl," Brighid warned. "Did he see you naked like these boys have?"
Shannon shook her head.
"What? Not even your breasts?"
Shannon said, "No, he never saw me in less than a bathing suit."
"What a shame," one of the boys said. "You dated all of that time and he never
got to see this? What a sucker!"

Shannon turned on the boy and advanced towards him. "HE IS NOT A SUCKER! He was
a nice guy."

"Yeah, so nice you broke up with him. Shows you what nice gets you."
Shannon began to cry. The boy's words hurt. She had been so shallow breaking up
with Joe. Now she figured he would never want her again.
"Enough of this nonsense. Shannnon, help those boys get cleaned off. We'll
shield you so that no one is offended by their nudity."
Sure, Shannon thought, their nudity gets shielded. No one ever shields my
nudity. Then it hit her...Brighid wanted her clean off their penises.
"No, I can't. I mean, I've never touched one before."

The boys started to laugh. Brighid said, "Don't make a big friggin production
out of it. Just take the paper towels and clean their cocks off. You made them
mess themselves...it's the least you can do."

On shaky legs, Shannon made her way to where the first boy was sitting. She saw
the huge wet spot on his pants and wondered how he would get through the school
day. The other kids formed a human wall in front of them so that the other
customers couldn't see what they were doing.

The naked girl's hands were shaking as she undid the boy's pants and pulled them
down a bit. She then did the same with his underwear and let his penis spring
free. Of course it was not he first penis she had ever seen. She had seen her
brother naked in past years and just yesterday had ridden the bus home with that
other boy who had forced nude. But she had never touched a penis before.

Shannon saw that his hair was matted down by a sticky substance. She knew this
was sperm, she had even been hit by some yesterday when that girl had jerked off
the boy on the bus. She grabbed the wet towel and began to rub the boys now
erect penis, making sure the long organ was clean and that his hair was free of
the sticky stuff. The boy was moaning and Shannon knew she had to stop touching
him or do it all over again. She looked pleadingly at Brighid who nodded.
The naked girl moved her hands away from the boy's crotch and stood up. The boy
looked at her, his eyes glazed over and thanked her for a great morning,
smiling.

"OK, hurry up and get the other boy clean. I have to get to work."
Shannon moved to let the boy stand up and he was replaced by the other boy who
had cum watching her. He sat down and allowed the gorgeous nude girl to undo his
pants and pull his sticky cock out of his pants. What a feeling, this
unbelievable looking girl was being forced to massage his cock and clean him
off. Oh God, no one would ever believe him at school.
The naked girl used both of her hands to get his cock clean and then took a
piece of towel to dry the wet cock. She looked at Brighid, who nodded, and
Shannon got up.

The boy who hadn't cum earlier was protesting. "Why do they get to have her
touch their cocks and I don't?"
Brighid said, "Alright, come out to the car. I don't want her to do it in here,
it might cause a riot."
Shannon was shaking her head. "No Brigie, please no. Don't make me do this,
please. I'm your sister."
But Brighid just walked out of the store and out to the car, the lucky boy right
on her heels. Shannon knew she had no choice but to follow. As she made it to
the door, she bumped into a man, her bare breasts making contact with his
jacket.
"Excuse me...whoa. Shannon?"
Shannon looked up at his face and saw Mark...the older boy she had met that day
that caused this forced nudity...the day she skipped school. She couldn't
believe that he was here and was seeing this.
"Oh, uh hi Mark."

PART 23
"Man, I've been dying to see you again, but never thought I would see you like
this," Mark said, his eyes huge.

Shannon wanted to curl up and die. She had met Mark that day when she had
skipped school and gone downtown with some friends of her sister. They had a
ball and met Mark in a cafe when she had felt so grown up. He had taken her
number and said he would call on Friday. Today was Friday and this was more than
a call.
The next day at school, Shannon had been stripped of her uniform and forced to
remain naked for six weeks. Her father had extended the punishment to her house
as well so the 16 year old would be completely naked for six weeks at school and
mostly naked during that time at home.
"Ah, Mark, this is a long story and I have to go. I'm late for school," Shannon
said, trying to cover as much of her nudity as she could. "Could I explain on
the phone tonight?"
"I think that would be good but couldn't we meet for dinner or something," Mark
said, his eyes taking every inch of her in.
Shannon looked into those gorgeous brown eyes and wanted to wrap her arms and
legs around him and have him then and there. Funny but when he looked at her,
she wasn't as uncomfortable. Of course, he didn't know she was 16.
"Um, I, uh, I can't. I have to work tonight and then chaperone my brother's
birthday party. How about tomorrow?"
Please say yes, please say yes.
"Absolutely. Will you be wearing this," he asked with a grin.
For the first time, she wasn't embarrassed by her nudity and smiled back. "Oh
yeah. I'll tell you all about it."
She pushed the glass doors open and walked out to the car. Her sister was
seething but the boy was just excited in the backseat.
"Here, use this towel and finish him off. I would bet it won't take long."
Those words quickly brought Shannon down from her high of seeing Mark. She was
repulsed at the depths her sister was sending her, jerking a boy off in the
backseat of a car in the parking lot of the Dunkin Donuts during morning rush
hour seemed a bit crazy.
Shannon realized she had no choice and hopped in the back. The boy was so
ready...his cock was twitching and sticking straight out. He had already
released it from his pants. Shannon took the towel, placed it under her cock
with her right hand and began to jerk him off with her left hand. She grabbed
him at the base and quickly moved her hand up and down the length of the boy.
Brighid was right. It only took about two strokes before he began to spurt.
Shannon managed to catch it in the towel as he did so. The beige fabric now
soaked by the white liquid that poured out of the boy. Shannon couldn't take her
eyes off of the boy's jerking penis as he moaned and her hand became soaked by
the goo as well.
"Here," Brighid said, handing back a box of tissues. Shannon took it in her free
hand and began to clean the boy off and then her own hand. By the time the boy
left the car, Shannon had touched three cocks and jerked one off. How was that
for a first time?
Shannon went to get into the front seat but Brighid stopped her. "After that
disgusting display you just put on, I don't think I want you sitting up here
with me. Sit back there and spread your knees wide."
"I'm disgusting, I'm disgusting," she screamed at her sister. "You make me clean
off two boys cocks, spill my milk all over myself and then jerk a guy off and
I'm disgusting. You are nuts!"
Brighid pulled the car over with a screech to the side of the road. She threw
Shannon's book bag at the naked girl and screamed "GET OUT NOW! You can walk to
school if you are going to be such a bitch!"
Shannon was shaking from the confrontation and the thought of having to walk to
school now.
"Please Brighid, please no. I'll die out there...it's so cold...please, I'm
sorry, I'll sit like you want and keep quiet, I promise."
Brighid sat there, eyes blazing in anger. Who did Shannon think she was? This
was more proof of her high and mighty attitude.
"Fine you stupid bitch. But from now on, you will listen the first time."
Shannon breathed a sigh of relief as Brighid pulled back out onto the road and
into traffic. Remembering her orders, she spread her knees wide apart, feeling
her pussy come into full view. She sat there, arms at her side, her tits and
pussy completely on display as they drove through traffic.
The naked girl was mortified as they drove, seeing the eyes of people in vans,
trucks, buses and minivans checking out every part of her. She tried closing her
eyes but was quickly told that was a no-no so she sat there, eyes straight ahead
on the road ahead.
Finally they pulled through the gates of her school and onto safe ground. She
never thought she would be so happy to be naked at school but at least here
everyone had seen her. While she was still mortified, it was better than being
on the street.
"Thank me for your ride and for breakfast Shannon," Brighid ordered.
"Thank you for breakfast and for driving me to school," Shannon said meekly,
eyes downcast.
"You are welcome little sister. It's nice that we get to spend time together,"
the older girl said laughing.
As Shannon climbed out of the car, she felt the cold road on her bare feet. She
had barely touched the first step up into school when she heard the bell ring.
Damn, she was late. She turned back and saw Brighid with a smirk on her face
wave out the window.
The second she stepped inside the school building, Mr. Jones, the principal, was
there. "Miss Malone, my office please."
She groaned, knowing that this would mean more humiliation. She walked through
the office of his secretary, a holier-than-thou woman who looked down her nose
at the naked girl. When Shannon reached the plush carpeting of Mr. Jones'
office, she dropped to her knees and spread wide, her back straight. She knew
that she was going to be in for a rough day.
PART 24
A very sweaty and dirty Shannon Malone knelt there, naked after a full day of
humiliation at her school. Shannon, who is the midst of a six-week punishment at
school, had survived so far but was now kneeling in the principal's office,
hands cuffed behind her, blindfold on, knees spread and sinking into the plush
carpeting. She waited in anticipation for Mr. Jones to return and set her free.
Her morning had started with the humiliation at Dunkin Donuts with her sister.
When she got to school, she was a minute late, earning her first visit of the
day to Mr. Jones' office. The principal had taken a very personal interest in
her discipline.
As she knelt there that morning, Mr. Jones came around carrying a box that he
had pulled out of his closet. He placed it on his desk, a big smirk on his face.
"Well Miss Malone, you just can't seem to keep your nose clean can you?"
The naked girl looked down, eyes on the carpet. She was embarrassed enough about
her morning activities but now felt that worse was going to happen.
"You will now have an additional punishment to the nudity," Mr. Jones said. With
that, he pulled out what looked like handcuffs. "Today, your hands will be
cuffed behind your back. All of your teachers have a key and can release you if
they desire."
He came around his desk and grabbed Shannon's slender wrists and cuffed them
together behind her. She felt a strain on her shoulders as her arms were pulled
into the unnatural position.
She felt Mr. Jones' hands under her shoulders and she was pulled to a standing
position, her feet being tickled by the soft carpet. She stood there as Mr.
Jones returned to the box and pulled out a long rod with two cuffs on either
ends.
"This is a spreader bar Miss Malone...can you guess what it is for," he asked.
Shannon groaned. She knew that it was going to be put on her. Quickly Mr. Jones
fastened the cuffs onto her ankles. She was now unable to get her feet closer
than three feet apart.
"Now, Miss Malone, I am the only one with a key to your spreader bar. You may
come here after school before basketball practice to have it removed."
Shannon's mouth dropped open and eyes got wide.
"What is it Miss Malone, speak your peace now because you will not have another
chance today."
"Mr. Jones, you expect me to go around all day like this? Please Sir, I couldn't
do it."
"Nonsense...you will be fine...an athletic girl like you should have no problem
getting around the school. Steps might be hard but you will manage. Your
teachers know of the arrangement and will be okay if you are a bit late. Nothing
excessive though Miss...do not take advantage of this situation."
What was he talking about? Take advantage of the situation? I'm naked, cuffed
and spread, unable to cover any part of myself and he thinks I may take
ADVANTAGE of the situation?
"Now for the last part." Suddenly in her view was a red ball that flashed over
her eyes and into her open mouth. She felt it clasp shut behind her. "This may
be removed at lunch only but must be put back in. Ask that friend of yours,
Carrie, to remove it at lunch. Now move along please."
As a final insult, he slapped her butt, almost causing her to fall. "Careful
Shannon, you might not be able to get back up," he laughed.
The naked girl somehow managed to get out of the office and into the hallway.
She was thankful that the halls were clear since she had been late. First class
was art...she hoped that Miss Ryan was back and there would be no repeat of Miss
Winters humiliation the first day she had been naked. She had been forced to
model for all of the students who titled the work "Shannon's Breasts and
"Shannon's Vagina." All of the work was on display at the school gallery located
in a prominent hallway.

Somehow Shannon negotiated her way down the hallways, going as fast as she could
but knowing that it was painfully slow. She was only able to go a few inches at
a time the way her feet were attached. She looked at her duck like walk and knew
she would be mortified doing this in front of her fellow students for the rest
of the day.

Slowly she went until she came to the first set of steps. Luckily her school was
only three floors high and most of her classes were on the second floor.
Unfortunately, she had to get there first. At the bottom she put her right foot
up on the first step and then her left. It was tricky and once or twice she felt
like she was going to fall backwards but managed to keep her balance. How would
she do this when the stairs were filled with people, she wondered.
Finally, after what had to be 10 minutes, she made it to the top of the steps.
She tried to hurry and made it down the hall to the art studio where her first
class was. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Miss Ryan instead of Miss
Winters. The young and pretty teacher looked up from where she was helping a
student and gasped. Although she had been warned about Shannon's appearance
today, the sight of it was amazing. She had been out sick the last few days and
this was her first experience with nudity at the school.
Even the kids who had seen her modeling and had been here every day were
surprised at the spreader bar and cuffs and gag. This was intense.
Shannon tried to look away from their eyes. At least with her hands free she
could cover when she could but this was just total immobility. All of her
private parts, hidden for the first 16 years of her life, were now on blatant
display to anyone and everyone.

She didn't even see Miss Ryan approaching her, wrapping her arms around the
naked girl. The soft fabric of the teacher's sweater felt so good and Shannon
yearned for some clothing even more.
"Shannon, this is awful. You know I can't do too much to help you but I feel
terrible for you. Let me take this gag off and uncuff you. You know there is
nothing I can do about the bar."

The naked girl nodded, grateful at the kindness of this teacher she had always
admired. She felt relief as the handcuffs came off and she could straighten her
arms...and it had only been about 15 minutes. She felt Miss Ryan's hands in her
hair and felt the gag come off. Thank God, she thought, my jaw hurts...I hope
more teachers let me remove it. It's painful!
"Shannon, come on over...you can borrow my brushes and paints...Mr. jones said
that you will not have a book bag at all today."
She tried to negotiate around the easels in the room but it was nearly
impossible. Finally Miss Ryan took the easel and brought it to her with the
paints and brushes. Shannon looked around for a chair but noticed a sympathetic
look on Miss Ryan's face as the teacher shook her head.
"Sorry Shannon, you are going to have to kneel...you are not allowed chairs
today."
"Please Miss Ryan, please let me sit in a chair, I'll be good, I promise,"
Shannon whispered.
"Sorry hon, Mr. Jones' orders."
"Now class, here is the photo we are going to paint." She flipped on the
overhead projector and the class gasped. It was a photo of Shannon jerking off
that boy in Brighid's car that morning. Oh God, they know everything she
thought. Of course the boy's face was blocked out but not his cock and not her
hand wrapped around it and not one single inch of her body.
"Paint this the best you can and title it...Shannon Gets Her Breakfast. This
will also go into the Gallery."

Shannon couldn't even see the picture anymore, her eyes so blurred by the tears.
This teacher that she so admired and wanted to be like had betrayed her like the
rest.
Miss Ryan came by, squeezing Shannon's bare shoulder, and handed her a note.
Shannon opened it and read it.
"Shannon,
I am so sorry about this...Mr. Jones seems to have it out for you. I have to
protect my job and go along. I am so sorry. Please understand. Miss Ryan."
The teen looked at her favorite teacher, tears flowing down her cheeks. Instead
of offering a reassuring look, Shannon looked away and began painting the awful
scene ahead of her. While she painted, she tried to detach herself from the
event. She focused on the bluish grey interior of Brighid's car, the white shirt
the boy wore but there was no way around it...she had to focus on that penis and
draw it. She noticed that the entire class was silent and assumed that they were
all as blown away by the photo as she was.
"Class, about five more minutes...finish up. Every student in the school is
going to draw this picture and the best dozen will be displayed in the gallery."
More humiliation...Shannon's tears continued as she put the finishing touches on
the painting. She thought it would be ironic if her painting was chosen among
the best.

The bell rang and Miss Ryan came over, collecting the painting. She then
recuffed Shannon's hands behind her and put that awful ballgag back in her
mouth. Shannon knew this wouldn't come off next class with the sadist Fr. Magee.
As she shuffled off to biology, Miss Ryan gave her a pat on the back and said
quietly, "good luck."

PART 25
Kneeling there on Mr. Jones' floor, Shannon continued to recall her horrible
day. There was the awful humiliation at Dunkin Donuts. Then when she got to
school, Mr. Jones had put her in the terrible spreader bar and handcuffs behind
her.
Miss Ryan's art class had been bad, drawing the still photo taken while she had
masturbated that boy off in the back of her sister's car. She had been forced to
do it but no one knew that of course. To them she looked like a slut, choosing
to jerk off a boy on her way to school.

The next class that day had been Fr. Magee's biology class. The priest had been
the meanest teacher she had to deal with, forcing her to be a model during a
class on the female anatomy and had allowed the class to grope her breasts as a
lesson on feeling the "milk glands." She wondered what he had in store for her.
She shuffled her way down the halls into the biology classroom. All of the
students laughed at her, pointing at her predicament. She tried to ignore them
but couldn't hold in her humiliation and walked through the groups.
Finally she made it to biology and saw the dreaded gyno table that had been her
seat for the class. She hopped up, doing the best she could with the spreader
and her arms cuffed behind her.

Somehow she had beaten Fr. Magee into the class and her classmates had some fun
at her expense. Some of the boys were throwing balled up paper at her spread
pussy, with one hitting her directly on the spread organ. She glared at the boys
who laughed back at her. No one came to her defense...not even the girls who she
had thought were her friends.
Fr. Magee finally made it into the room and she breathed a sigh of relief, even
though she knew this would be just as bad. At least she trusted that nothing
horrible would happen to her...with her classmates, who knew?
"Good morning class and good morning Miss Malone. Glad to see you are
ready...the bar is a bit much, even for our illustrious principal," Fr. Magee
said, attaching the spread feet to the chair.

The class kind of chuckled. Fr. Magee's ingenius punishments were known around
the school and it was funny for him to think another teacher had gone too far.
"OK, today we are going to observe and study the responsiveness of the female of
the species. Now class, what is the spot of your body that is most responsive to
a tickle...you Miss McMahon."
"My feet Father."
"Good Jennifer, now take this feather and tickle Miss Malone's feet please."
The young teen stood up and took the feather. Jen McMahon was a small girl, thin
with blonde hair. She was one of the nicest girls in the school and Shannon
could see this was uncomfortable for her.
She came towards her naked classmate and gently brushed the feather on Shannon's
toes. The naked girl cringed and tried to move but the stirrups held her tight
and she started to moan behind her gag.
"Good Miss McMahon. Now, you Miss Evans, what is the part of your body that
tickles the most?"
The girl blushed. "My armpits Father."
"Good girl, now go up there Janet and tickle Miss Malone's armpits."
Janet Evans was on the school's swim team, solidly built but cute. She was an
all-state swimmer and had been a friend of Shannon's before the events of this
week but had turned on her like the rest of the athletes had.
"Yes Father, my pleasure."

The girl took the feather and began to mercilessly tickle the girls armpits
which were exposed because of the way Shannon's arms were cuffed behind her. The
naked girl tried to move away but it was nearly impossible...Janet continued her
assault on the girl's armpits, a teasing torture.
Finally Fr. Magee put an end to the torture as tears flowed out of Shannon's
eyes. She was laughing so hard behind her gag but it wasn't laughter of joy...it
was pain, frustration and humiliation.
"Thank you Miss Evans...you certainly put a lot of energy into that," Fr. Magee
said. He would remember that for the future...this girl would be helpful in
other situations.
"Any boys...yes Mr. Gorbo."
Shannon's eyes flew to the boy who had threatened her earlier in the week. He
had it in for her and she knew he would make life awful!
"Father, please pardon my bluntness, but I think her pubic area would be very
sensitive sir."
"Yes Mr. Gorbo, you are correct. Please come and take the feather and show us
how she responds."

Shannon groaned behind her gag and shook her head back and forth. Her eyes
seemed to be begging the boy to please not do this. The boy nodded and took the
feather and began to tickle the girl's exposed pussy, trying to stick the
feather between her lips. Shannon moaned and bucked and tried to get away from
the awful tickling, which went on for what felt to her like hours. Actually,
after five minutes, Fr. Magee stopped the boy, who handed Father the feather and
smirked at Shannon. The girl was panting from the intense tickling and was
trying to get beyond the good feelings that feather caused in her.
"Any others?" Fr. Magee asked.
There were no hands up and then one, then another and finally a third.
"OK, all three of you come on up and using your hands, tickle the area you
think."

Two boys and a girl came forward and moved towards Shannon. The girl started to
tickle the naked student's sides, causing Shannon to buck and lift her bottom
from the chair. One boy began to tickle her inner thighs, just inches from her
wet and very aroused pussy. The third boy began grabbing her breasts, tickling
the underside.

This was more than she could take...the feelings were terrible but a part of her
was so turned on.
"Hey, my fingers are getting wet...she's dripping," the boy tickling her thighs
announced.
"Yeah and her nipples are sticking straight up," the boy working on her breasts
said.
"Very good you three, you may stop," Fr. Magee said. "You have all achieved the
desired result. Many women respond to teasing and tickling with a sexual
response. Miss Malone here is exhibiting that behavior."
Shannon laid there panting, trying to gain control of her body. Her face was
flushed. Her classmates could see the results, her breasts heaving, her pussy
slick with her juices and the red marks all over the spots where the boys and
girl had groped her.

Finally the bell rang and the class walked past the naked girl, who was
oblivious to the action and laid there with her eyes closed.
Father Magee came to her and she finally was free of the stirrups. She still had
the awful bar on but could move. The priest was kind enough to grab her arm and
pull her to a standing position so that she could shuffle off to gym class.

PART 26
Shannon's attention snapped back to her present state. She was still kneeling
there in the principal's floor, waiting for him to return and uncuff her and
allow her to go home. It had been an especially rough day and now she saw the
daylight fade and nighttime coming quick.
She had suffered all kinds of humiliations, from waking up for a naked jog with
her sister to an embarrassing episode in an area Dunkin Donuts. Then she arrived
at school, was cuffed behind her back and a spreader bar put on her ankles. She
was then had to paint a portrait of her forced masturbation of a boy that
morning and then was tickle tortured for almost an hour in biology class.
Gym class had been next and that had gone fine. Miss Kelly had taken pity on her
and allowed her to sit in the bleachers and watch. Yes she was still naked and
her ankles were spread but Miss Kelly had removed the ballgag and the cuffs so
that she was relatively free.
She sat watching the other girls as they sweated through a game of indoor
soccer. That was obviously why she couldn't play. Couldn't very well play soccer
with a spreader bar between your ankles, she thought.
As she sat there, the hard wood feeling cold on her bare bottom, she closed her
eyes and relaxed for the first time. It was hard for her to believe that she
could relax while sitting naked in bleachers of her school with her knees spread
while a group of 30 girls went about their class.
She watched the girls playing soccer and thought that it must be weird for other
girls to see her humiliation. She wondered what they thought as they saw her.
Shannon had a pretty good idea what the boys thought...many of them had made
their feelings pretty clear on the subject. But what about the girls?
She thought that she would feel empathy for her if she were wearing clothes and
another girl was forced to be nude. She would be embarrassed for the girl and
try to make life easier for her. Shannon had seen some kindnesses from other
girls but not many. Carrie, her best friend, had done the best that she could to
help but most of the girls had stayed away.
Maybe they were embarrassed seeing her so blatantly naked. Or maybe they were
afraid that it might soon be them enduring the forced stripping. Shannon had
overheard a conversation in the principal's office that two faculty members
thought that behavior had certainly improved thanks to the new discipline,
especially among the girls.

The boys, well she hoped for some compassion and there had been some. Not much,
but a little. Some boys, like Charles, told her they felt bad but of course
never passed up the opportunity to stare at her, grope her, tease her, etc. She
wanted to hate them but she couldn't....knew that they were just being boys. She
knew enough about them, living with a younger brother. She cringed thinking
about his party that night...with 10 other horny 12 year olds and her as a
chaperone.

A sharp whistle broke her from her daydream. Miss Kelly was pointing at her and
telling her that class was dismissed. The girl pushed herself up, trying to
steady herself on her spread feet and somehow made it down the bleachers. At the
bottom, Miss Kelly reattached the cuffs and the ballgag and patted her ass,
forcing the naked girl to squeal under the gag and stumble forward, pushing
through the doors and out into the hallway. She had lunch next and wanted to get
Carrie's help with the gag so that she could eat. She guessed that she would
also need help holding her tray since only teachers had a key.

As she made her way to the cafeteria, she noticed the hallway was completely
empty and remembered that gym class ended earlier than most other classes to
give the students a chance to shower and change before the next class. She was
grateful for the extra time to get to lunch.

As she turned the corner where many of the students' lockers were, Shannon was
grabbed from behind, a hand roughly grabbed bound arms and the other arms
roughly around her naked top.
"Now I get to finish what I started in Father Magee's class," the voice
whispered in her ear. It was Eric, the boy who had promised to make her life
hell.

She tried to scream but the gag made it impossible to hear, especially with loud
music coming from the band room adjacent to the lockers. She tried to get away
from the boy but had no success. Tears flowed out of her eyes as she sensed what
was to come.

PART 27
Shannon shuttered as she remembered the feeling...no boy had ever touched her
there. The only orgasms she had ever experienced had come from her own hands.
But today, another's fingers had slipped inside of her and made her cum. The
naked girl closed her eyes at the memory of her degradation.

The girl was kneeling, naked and gagged, on the floor of the principal, Mr.
Jones. She had been through a terrible day and just wanted it to end. She still
had humiliations to suffer at home but at least she would be away from here.
Her mind flashed back to the memory of being assaulted in the hallway after
leaving gym class. Shannon was in her third day of complete nudity after
skipping school and calling in a false sick call. Her school had gone to this
humiliating form of punishment and now she was the first student to suffer the
fate and would be naked for six weeks. Her father had extended the punishment to
home as well, although he was a little less strict about it, letting her earn a
piece of clothing every week.

Today she had accepted an offer from her sister for a ride to school. On her way
she had been humiliated at a Dunkin Donuts, been forced to wash the penises of
two boys and masturbate a third in her sister's car. All of that activity had
made her late for school and now she was locked into a spreader bar on her
ankles and had her wrists cuffed behind her. Also she was gagged. The teachers
all had keys to the wrist cuffs and could remove the gag but only Mr. Jones had
the key to the spreader bar and it had remained on all day.
She had suffered through humiliations in art class and biology, where several of
her classmates had tortured her through tickling her body with a feather to
gauge the reaction. One of those boys had been Eric Gorbo, who reveled in
humiliating her. He had tickled her pussy to near orgasm but had been stopped by
Father Magee.

Now she was in his clutches and there were no teachers or students around.
Classes were in session and he had pulled her into a small area hidden from
view. With the band room a few feet away and the gag on her nice and tight, no
one would ever know.

He had grabbed her as she went to lunch room and was behind her, roughly mauling
her left breast with his left hand. Meanwhile, his right hand was rubbing her
semi-parted slit. He was rubbing her pussy, which was involuntarily watering.
She shook her head, "no, please no," she whimpered, but the gag would allow
nothing to slip through. She cried but couldn't help the feelings coming from
his fingers.
"This is good isn't it Shannon," the boy whispered, his hands knowing exactly
where to touch her, slipping just inside of her opening, causing her to moan.
The bound, naked girl shook her head violently but the moans didn't stop.
"Remember earlier this week in math class? You said I would never have this
chance...well, guess what, I am going to make you cum."

And with that, he pushed two fingers inside of her and touched a part of her
vagina that was her button...it was located about an inch up inside her front
wall. It was where she touched when she wanted to cum. He touched it and she
came, her body shivering and knees faltering. She cried out but the gag held her
moans of pleasure mixed with humiliation in. She hadn't wanted it but her body
had betrayed her...she had cum by his hands and he was the first boy to make her
cum.

The boy pulled his hand out of her and turned her around to face him. She saw
his mean eyes taking her all in and she felt dirty and ashamed. He took his hand
that was wet with her juices and wiped it under her nose and on her mouth and
chin and cheeks. "So you can remember this moment all day," he laughed and threw
her to the ground and exited the area just as the bell rang and classes let out,
filling the hallways.

She made it to her feet and shuffled off towards the cafeteria, her fellow
students making room for the distraught naked girl. Shannon finally made it to
the cafeteria and was met by Carrie, her best friend and one of the few people
in the school to show her any pity. Carrie's eyes grew wide when she saw her
friend and even wider when she smelled her.
"Whoa, Shannon, what's going on?"

The naked girl motioned for Carrie to remove the gag. The friend didn't seem to
comprehend but when Shannon lowered her head, Carrie got the message and undid
the gag. Shannon sobbed at being free from the gag.
"What happened Shannon? You smell awful. I had heard about this punishment but
you look ridiculous."
"Carrie, I'll fill you in during lunch but I need help finding someone to take
off these cuffs. Let's find a teacher."
The two girls wandered over to the teacher's lounge and found Miss Ryan, the art
teacher, who gladly unlocked the girl's cuffs. Turning to Carrie she said, "Make
sure you recuff her after lunch okay?" Carrie nodded and turned to follow the
shuffling naked Shannon back into the students' area.

In line, Shannon was quiet and Carrie followed her lead. She felt awful for her
best friend and wanted to say something perfect but knew that she should wait
for Shannon to talk. She could tell that the naked girl was miles away from the
cafeteria in her head.

Carrie's hunch was right. Shannon was imaging herself far away from this
madness. She was in a room, wearing jeans, a sweater, socks (oh socks, she loved
socks!), boots, bra and panties. Oh what a feeling as she sat in front of a fire
without an inch of skin showing.

A clanging of a pan of food hitting the hot water in front of her brought her
back to reality. She felt her bare feet on the cold tile, the drafts hitting her
bare breasts and up into her now sticky pussy. She felt those ankle cuffs
digging into her and spreading her legs apart so that everyone had a view of her
pussy. She wanted to cry again.

The girls decided to split an order of French fries and each got a sandwich and
soda. Carrie carried both trays for a grateful Shannon, who was struggling to
carry hers and also shuffle along. The two girls found an empty table away from
the crowd in a corner of the room.

Finally over lunch, the whole story spilled out. Carrie hadn't known too much,
just what she had seen. Shannon told her about Brighid and Jimmy at home, about
Dunkin Donuts this morning and about Eric Gorbo. The girl just sat there open
mouthed listening to her friend's tale.

When Shannon finished, there wasn't much to say. Carrie moved a little closer
and gave the naked girl a big hug.
"I'm so sorry this is happening to you, you don't deserve it at all," Carrie
said. Shannon was happy for the hug and the nice words.
"Thank you for being such a good friend. I've felt so alone, like nobody cared
about me."

Tears flowed anew as the naked girl realized how awful it had been. The two sat
quietly, eating their lunch and enjoying the quiet of two good friends. Finally,
Carrie had looked at her watch and signaled Shannon that it was time to go.
Reluctantly, the girl recuffed Shannon's wrists and put the gag in before the
two walked (and shuffled) out of the caf and to their next class.

PART 28
Shannon remained kneeling there on the principal's floor running through the
events of the day in her mind. Of course she was naked, a fact she was being
constantly reminded of as she went through her life.

Three days of constant nudity had made her crazy...constantly humiliated and
embarrassed. She had overheard her father and stepmom talking, wondering if
constant nudity would make her less likely to be embarrassed by it. Truth was,
it made it even worse. She had no place to hide ever and she hated it.
After lunch, her afternoon had been okay. Only once was there humiliation, when
Mr. Felix, her math teacher, had again made her walk to the board to demonstrate
a hard problem. Of course, it took her forever and she was still unable to
answer it, needing him to come over and help her. What a great opportunity for
him to observe her nudity up close.

She was sitting in her English class, the last period of the day, when Mr.
Jones, the principal, came over the PA. "Pardon me everyone, but Miss Shannon
Malone please report to my office immediately following class. Thank You."
All eyes went immediately back to her. Not that they were off her much but Mr.
Jones' announcement brought everybody back front and center onto her. Miss
Edwards, her English teacher, looked at her sympathetically.
"Shannon, why don't you get a start over to Mr. Jones' office. Class is ending
soon anyway."

Shannon's eyes betrayed her inner feelings and without her saying thank you Miss
Edwards already said "You're welcome."

Shannon made her way towards the door. She hadn't had a bag all day and hadn't
so much as opened a book. She hadn't even bothered asking Miss Edwards to uncuff
or ungag her, resigned to the humiliation of it all.

Somehow she made it to the front of the class around everyone's bookbag. Of
course class could not begin until the bound, naked girl made it out of class.
Finally she pushed the door open with her bare shoulder and shuffled out into
the cold tile of the empty hallway.

As she walked, she felt a tightness in her chest and in her throat. Then she
remembered...this is too much like the walk before lunch...an empty hallway, no
one around to hear the assault. Every sound made her jump...she went as fast as
she could and finally made it down the hall, down a flight of steps and into Mr.
Jones' office.
She tried to catch her breath...saw a man in the office dressed in a suit with
his eyes bugging out of his sockets. What a sight she was, her breasts heaving
up and down as she regained her breath.
"Excuse me Miss Malone...if you are done making a spectacle of yourself for Mr.
Dannel, our text book rep, please go inside Mr. Jones' office and wait for him
as you are supposed to."
Blushing again, she negotiated her way into Mr. jones' office, again needing her
bare shoulder to open the door.

Once inside the big well furnished office, she shuffled to where she had been
told to wait and dropped to her knees. She did not know how long she knelt there
but heard the bell. Looking out the big picture window behind Mr. Jones' desk,
she saw the students filing out of school and the buses pulling in, getting
ready for the trip home. School ended a little early on Fridays and most
students left on time.

Shannon wanted this day to end so badly but it wasn't over...not even close. She
still had basketball practice, still had to chaperone her brother's party (six
junior high boys, awful at any time, horrendous in her current state) and even
had to go and arrange for cleaning the man across the street's house.
Finally she heard the door open behind her and turned to see Mr. Jones walking
in.
"Ah Miss Malone...glad you could join me. I hope you had an interesting day."
Shannon glared at the man who was taking such obvious joy in her humiliation.
She didn't know how, but someday she would get this man!
"Oh, I see the gag is still in...no wonder you have been unable to answer me. No
matter, it will stay in anyway."

The naked girl groaned, hoping to have the gag out before basketball practice.
"Well, we can't have you practice like this can we? No, a bound naked girl
wouldn't get a lot done on the court now would she?"
Shannon shook her head. Yes, finally some common sense and some compassion. She
would at least have clothes to play basketball. YES!
"No indeed...let me make some changes here."
He walked past her, his pant leg brushing her bare hip as he walked. The feel of
his clothes made her yearn for her own.

Yes, he must be going for her clothes, the ones removed from her locker, her
practice stuff. She couldn't wait to get into those mesh shorts and her sports
bra and her t-shirt. Oh and her socks and sneaks too! He might even let her have
panties...oh blessed panties. She had forgotten how awesome they were!
"Let's see here, yes, I found the box I was looking for."
Her eyes were closed as he brushed past her again. She was imagining herself in
those glorious clothes, being covered for the first time in days. She was
imagining how good her feet would feel covered by the socks and sneaks instead
of pounding bare on the ground.

When she opened her eyes, they widened at the sight. Mr. Jones was not holding
her practice clothes in his hands...he had something that looked like metal
clothes pins! What were they for, she wondered. Suddenly, she came to an awful
realization...they were going on her nipples!

She started shaking her head...please no. But all Mr. Jones could do was smile.
"Shannon, I see you have figured out the meaning behind these. After all, you
are still under punishment. I will remove the spreader bar and the cuffs but you
must have something on you to remember the punishment."
He walked over to the girl and began to rub her nipples which, despite the
situation, quickly became erect and hard. He then positioned the clamps over the
right one and let go.

AHHHH!! The muffled scream came from the young girl as the pain shot through her
whole body. The metal clamps were digging into her sensitive flesh around her
breasts, causing major pain.
"Okay now, just one more." He poised the clamp over the other one and let that
one go as well, causing the pain to double.
She shook her upper body in an effort to get the clamps off but they held tight,
causing her breasts to sway from side to side, stretching the skin as it went.
"Shannon, they aren't going anywhere so you might as well stop. And they are to
remain on until you come back here."
She knelt there, tears streaming down her face and onto her aching bare breasts.
She wondered if things would ever get better.

She felt Mr. Jones fumbling around at her ankles and heard the sound of the
cuffs coming undone. She began to move her knees closer together after so many
hours apart but she felt Mr. Jones' hand pushing on her inner thigh, telling her
to stay apart.
Finally Mr. Jones uncuffed her wrists and she had her arms and legs free for the
first time all day.
"Now, two more things. Even though you are uncuffed, those clamps stay on your
nipples. If you are caught without them, the punishment will be worse than today
by a lot. Understand?"

She nodded, unable to do more than that with the gag in.
"Same goes for the gag. Now you had better hurry on to practice. Coach McBride
is waiting and you know he hates to be kept waiting."
With that he waved his hand to say that she was dismissed and she got to her
feet the clamps on her poor nipples and the gag still in her mouth. The tears
continued to flow as she made her way out of the office to the girl's gym.

PART 29
The naked Shannon Malone walked into the brightness of the girl's gym. She saw
that only Coach McBride was in the room. The other girls were probably still
changing for practice.
Shannon was mortified that her coach would see her in this state. She had always
respected him and thought of him as the big brother she never had. Now she was
reduced to a humiliated nude girl in his presence.

Her bare feet slapped at the hard wood as she made her way to where he sat on
the bleachers. His eyes looked up from his practice schedule and his eyes got
big. The fact that he knew the naked girl was coming meant nothing when
confronted with the person in the flesh. Coach McBride was having a hard time
keeping his obvious arousal hidden from the beautiful naked girl.
"Oh, ah, Shannon. Glad you could finally join us," he said, finally getting
himself together.

Shannon was too embarrassed to look her coach in the eye, choosing to look at
the wood floor beneath her. That was fine for the coach, a 25 year old guy who
could not believe his luck. Here he was in the presence of unbelievable naked
beauty. He had taken this job because he liked coaching...of course the presence
of girls in shorts and tank tops didn't hurt any. But this was beyond his
wildest dreams.

"Well Shannon, this is an interesting situation you have put us in," he
continued, his eyes drinking in her entire nudity, seeing her little round
breasts so firm and tight, her long shapely legs rising to meet narrow hips and
of course, that oh-so-wonderful feminine mound in the middle, completely void of
hair, compliments of his friend, Barbara Kelly. He would have to remember to
thank her later.

"What are we going to do? It's hard enough playing in our league without the
added burden of having our best player completely naked. What's going to happen
when we go on the road?"

Shannon's eyes closed tight. It was horrible enough to be here naked but to be
exposed to all of those other eyes would be completely awful.
"Already tried to get him to make an exception," he said. "Not very hard," he
thought, but let it pass. This was going to be fantastic. Attendance at girl's
games were always a problem and this should help that. Plus the distraction of a
naked player would be an advantage. His team would be used to it by the time
games came around. Other teams wouldn't be.
"No, I'm afraid Mr. Jones is staunch in his defense of this punishment," Coach
continued. "The rules say that you must participate in every school function
completely nude and that you must compete in all of the things you did before
the punishment so you can't quit. So, what we have here is a problem."
Tears started flowing down her cheeks again, this time she had no idea why. She
had always been a good girl...now everything was a problem.
She felt her coach's fingers on her chin, pulling her face up so that her eyes
met his.
"Hey, no tears...we'll figure something out," he said, his face bright with a
smile. For the first time in days, the naked girl smiled too, silently thanking
her coach for his cheer.
"But, before we get to that, there are the punishment drills," he said, turning
away from her.

She grimaced, forgetting that she had missed practice while skipping school on
Tuesday and was now subject to the punishment drills. Every girl had to do them
at some point but skipping practice was a huge no-no. She had expected the
punishment drills when she returned to practice but had forgotten all about them
since the nude punishment began. She kind of thought it had been removed.

"I know you think I should forget the punishment drills but this is a team
rule...no excuses and you know that. I would lose all of the discipline on this
team if people found out I let people go without a good reason."

"How's this for a good reason," she thought, "I'm completely naked!" But she
stood silent, afraid of earning more punishment.

"As you know, skipping practice without a good excuse is breaking a major rule
of this team. So, you have to do punishment drill A. Coach Ryan will lead you
through the punishment drills. When you have finished, you will join the team
for practice."

Another silent grimace from Shannon. Coach Ryan was always gawking at the girls,
trying to touch them inappropriately. She didn't want to be one-on-one with the
man but knew that she had no choice. She climbed the bleachers to the raised
jogging track where the man was standing. The lustful look in his eyes made her
want to disappear, a feeling she was getting very familiar with recently.
"Okay Shannon, I guess it's just me and you. Begin with laps...30 laps around
the track...you have 10 minutes."
Shannon stood there for a second with her eyes wide open. 30 laps in 10 minutes?
She would die!
"The clock has started Shannon...I'd get started if I were you...the punishment
is even worse."

Knowing he was right, Shannon began to run. As she started, she realized a huge
problem...running made the clamps on her nipples swing back and forth, causing
major shooting pain up and down her spine. As they pulled, her breasts moved
back and forth, her skin stretching this way and that. Plus, she could only
breathe through her nose with the gag solidly inside.
The pain in her breasts brought tears to her eyes yet again. Pretty quickly she
had a sheen of sweat on her body. She tried to block out the pain in her
nipples, breasts and bare feet, which were pounding on the surface, but she just
couldn't....it hurt so much.

She just ran, losing all track of how many laps and how long it had taken her.
She even blocked out Coach Ryan leering at her as she passed him after each lap.
Finally he called out "30" as she passed him. She wanted to stop then but he
told her to walk a bit to cool down. Her breasts heaved up and down until she
finally bent over to catch her breath.

Coach Ryan admired the new pose on the naked girl. He saw her cute little clit
and lips poking out from behind...he always loved that view of a woman and his
erection got even bigger. He luckily had worn roomy sweatpants to hide his
arousal.
"Good job...nine minutes and 12 seconds. Didn't think you were going to make it.
Okay, follow me to the next phase of the punishment."
She delayed following him and when he turned, he read her mind.
"You didn't think that was all did you? The laps were just part one, actually
the easy part."

> more to come

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