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Alison's Punishment © 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 Bardex. 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 Bardex 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 Bardex 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 Bardex enema 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 Bardex 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
Bardex 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 Bardex 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 Bardex
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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