APRIL’S ACCIDENTAL MISDEMEANOR AND PUNISHMENT PARADE
NOTE: POLL QUESTIONS FOLLOW ON FROM THE TEXT
It's a pleasant
mid-April day in 1959 at Maydith College
The session will
take place in two day's time, on an afternoon when Mrs. Barrett's housekeeper
is off. The good woman invites two of
her closest friends from The Bridge Club - the imperious, ash blonde Mrs. Helen
Steel and Mrs. Emily Goodly, a prissy, plump matron.
April is
required to wear the same attire she had on during her unsavoury "public display".
The tearful girl is required to hold her skirt up around her waist with her
hands behind her back, displaying her girlishly plump, succulently shapely,
skimpily-pantied bottom, off-white elastic garter belt, ripely-rounded bare
upper thighs, and tautly-suspendered stocking tops.
April is then
required to make twenty tearful tours of the large, luxuriously-appointed
living room, holding her full but shapely stockinged legs tightly together and
taking very small steps - one pump directly in front of the other - as if she
were walking a chalk line! Each time she
passes her Mother, she must pause, head bowed in contrition and sobbingly
stammer out her grovelling apology for careless skirt control and beg for
appropriate punishment. April's enforced mode of locomotion and her glossy,
tight fitting pumps with 4 and 1/4" spike heels emphasized the jouncy
mobility of her ripely rounded, skimpily pantied, superb behind, much to the
silent pleasure of three pairs of eyes that were glued to the unhappy, tearful
girl's pitiful predicament!
When the
"Punishment Parade" is finally over, Mrs. Barrett seats herself upon
a sturdy, armless, wooden chair and takes up a glossy black, oval-shaped, hard-backed
wooden hairbrush from a nearby side table.
April is then ordered over her Mother's capable knee, her panties taken
down, and then made to feel 60 brisk, slowly spaced hairbrush smacks on her
ripely curvaceous bare buttocks and succulently rounded backs of her upper
thighs where they are bare above her stocking tops. Needless to say, the sobbing, shrieking,
pleading, and promising girl also receives a strict lecture on skirt control
from her Mother.
When the
spanking is finally over, a sobbing April is required to remove her skirt and
panties entirely and is then marched by her Mother (her two lady friends
following) out to the utility area of the secluded back garden and made to
deposit the garments in a trash can. As
April's Mother observes, the garments have been "sullied" by
unsavoury public exhibition and must therefore be disposed of.
Back in the
large, imposing house, Mrs. Barrett announces that she will now take April up
to the third floor bathroom -- the specially equipped bathroom where
disciplinary enemas are administered!
"May I be
of assistance, Grace, dear?" Helen Steel enquires with a cold smile. "Thank you, Helen, dear," Mrs. B.
responds pleasantly, "but I believe I can handle this myself. Do enjoy another cup of tea during my
absence."
Mrs. Barrett
follows her tearful teener up the two sets of stairs leading to the third floor
bathroom, her
eyes glued to April's shifting, jiggling, and prettily-reddened ripe curvaceous
buttocks and upper thighs.
One in the
bathroom, April is ordered to lie face down on the sheet covered, hard white
metal table. April obeys at once,
crossing her shapely, stockinged ankles instinctively like a well brought up,
demure girl should.
Mrs. Barrett
then produced a plump-bulbed rectal thermometer, lubricates it with Vaseline,
and inserts it in April's ultra-sensitive bum hole channel. The girl emits a tear choked little
gasp. April's tear-wet cheeks burn
scarlet with the humiliation of a big 19 year old in nylons and heels having her
temperature taken like a small child.
Mrs. Barrett leaves the thermometer in April for a good five minutes
knowing only too well the effect it has on the girl. After it has been removed, April is ordered
to spread her legs. While the girl
tearfully gasps and squeals, Mrs. Barrett now administers a lengthy rubber gloved
Vaseline lubrication of dear April's girlishly tight, ultra-sensitive bum hole channel.
Mrs. Barrett
then prepares a pitcher of 30 ounces of lukewarm water well charged with Ivory
Snow soap flakes. The good woman then
takes her funnel to which is attached a length of red rubber enema tubing, the
end of which is rounded, hardened rubber.
Then, slow half inch by slow half inch she inserts 6" of tube in
her darling daughter's succulent, well-smacked bottom. April tearfully whimpers
and gasps throughout the process. For
her it is as if some horrid snake were exploring her most intimate
anatomy. Insertion complete, April is
ordered to once again cross her ankles "like a properly brought up young
lady".
After she has
cleaned and removed her red rubber glove, Mrs. Barrett picks up the funnel with
her left hand, the pitcher with her right, and very slowly begins to pour the
milky solution into her darling daughter.
Poor April's succulent buttocks spasm involuntarily as this is being
done to her. Needless to say, Mrs. Barrett pauses periodically during the
procedure to lecture her daughter on the importance of skirt control! It takes over 7 minutes to fully administer
the enema.
When the pitcher
is empty, Mrs. Barrett removes the tube quickly and replaces it with the well
Vaseline-lubricated, hard rubber retention plug. April emits a poignant squeal of anguish as
the awful plug is thrust into her. Mrs.
Barrett now pats April gently on her well-smacked, well-filled bottom and says,
"Lie quietly, dear, and let the solution do it's good work inside
you. I shall return in 30 minutes."
Thirty minutes
later, having fortified herself with tea and pleasant chat with her lady
friends, Mrs Barrett return to the 3rd floor bathroom. She helps April down from the table, escorts
the girl over to the toilet, bends her over slightly, a pulls the retention
plug out, eliciting another anguished squeal from poor April. Seated on the toilet, April tightly squeezes
her plump little bum hole with irrational shame. The pressure becomes unbearable,
unstoppable! A humiliating surge of
sudsy, stool-laden water is deposited in the toilet bowl. The finishing touches include Mrs. Barrett
wiping her darling daughter clean like a small child, inserting a cotton wool
plug in April's bottom and, finally,
requiring the
girl to don a pair of full-cut but skin fitting, shiny black rubber panties.
April is then
taken downstairs and made to parade around the room 7 times to
"model" her "post enema costume"! Helen Steel offers amusing comments such as
"How chic! Her panties match her
pumps!" Parade concluded, April is made to sit on the hard, armless wooden
chair used in her hair brushing, cross her legs like she would "at a Sorority
Tea" and, still choking back tears, politely and deferentially answer the
many questions Helen Steel and Emily Goodly have for her!
Q1 What was the worst part of the punishment ordeal for dear April?
Q2 What was the second worst part of the punishment ordeal for dear April?
Q3 What was the third worst part of the punishment ordeal for dear April?
Q4 In a situation like this, who would you most like to be?
Q5 After an experience like this, do you think
April would start wearing tight skirts ending 2" below her lovely rounded,
nyloned knees?
Q5
Q6 Should April be required to write an abject
letter of apology to Professor Pecksniff
and tell him she was strictly punished for making such a disgraceful
display of herself?
Q6
Q7 When April's successful businessman father,
Henry Barrett, returns home at 6PM , should April be required to
join her Mother and Father without the benefit of a skirt as an object lesson
in discipline?
Q7
Q8 Do you think Professor Pecksniff became
sexually aroused at the sight to poor April's dire dilemma and later
"relieved himself"?
Q8
Q9 Would there be merit in Mrs. Barrett, after
completion of the enema, tying her delectable daughter's wrists behind her
back, tying the girl's ankles, and blindfolding her so she could really concentrate
of the effects of the enema solution working inside her?
Q9
Q10 If you had witnessed April's "Punishment
Parade Performance", would you have been tempted to say to yourself,
"Any teener girl who wiggles her big, naughty bottom like that deserves
everything she gets and more!"
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It is to hoped that April is headed for the reformatory!
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