A lesson in the Stocks Part 2
A lesson in the Stocks Part 2
‘Take off your clothes and hands by your sides’ the leader told the young onlookers.
‘Or you will see the whipping post’ She pointed with a fresh birch at the pole with iron shackles hanging from it.
The group stood naked in the cool spring sun. The girls in white inspected the naked bodies on display. five males fully engorged, their freshly descended testicles swollen in their tight sacks.
Five girls with budding pert breasts, swelling pudenda with a sparse triangle of pubic hair.
The girls in white had decided this was a lesson that needed to be shown before it was to late.
The leader raised the fresh multi stemmed birch.
‘Ooo arghh’ The girl in the stocks felt the lines from the stroke across her bareness the sharp twig nodes digging in along the burning lines.
Six strokes later her cheeks were glowing brightly.
She took the used birch to the onlookers and used it to ‘tickle’ the boys throbbing cocks and testis and the girls nipples and Mons Venus giving their bared buttock playful stokes with the sticks.
The second girl in white took her position at the stocks and swished her own birch down vertically, criss-crossing the first set with the tips stinging down the tops of the thighs.
‘Ar-owhowo’ the girl squealed.
The strokes were just hard enough not to break the birch or the skin, but tears were flowing and she screamed as each of the many fronds burnt into her buttocks.
The second girl in white joined the first teasing the naked onlookers with her birch. The girls tender little nipples were erect from the gentle rub of the bark and they now stood with legs slightly apart so the birch could tickle the tender spot hiding behind their puffed labia. The boys cocks throbbed hard in time with their pulse, their testis were now tight ready to burst forth their seed.
The two young naked sexes were now fully aroused as the looked at each others exposed genitalia and the excitement of watching the girl in the stocks having her nether birched.
Only the cool spring wind was cooling the ardour.
The third girl in white took position a the stocks and raised her fresh birch.
‘Take off your clothes and hands by your sides’ the leader told the young onlookers.
‘Or you will see the whipping post’ She pointed with a fresh birch at the pole with iron shackles hanging from it.
The group stood naked in the cool spring sun. The girls in white inspected the naked bodies on display. five males fully engorged, their freshly descended testicles swollen in their tight sacks.
Five girls with budding pert breasts, swelling pudenda with a sparse triangle of pubic hair.
The girls in white had decided this was a lesson that needed to be shown before it was to late.
The leader raised the fresh multi stemmed birch.
‘Ooo arghh’ The girl in the stocks felt the lines from the stroke across her bareness the sharp twig nodes digging in along the burning lines.
Six strokes later her cheeks were glowing brightly.
She took the used birch to the onlookers and used it to ‘tickle’ the boys throbbing cocks and testis and the girls nipples and Mons Venus giving their bared buttock playful stokes with the sticks.
The second girl in white took her position at the stocks and swished her own birch down vertically, criss-crossing the first set with the tips stinging down the tops of the thighs.
‘Ar-owhowo’ the girl squealed.
The strokes were just hard enough not to break the birch or the skin, but tears were flowing and she screamed as each of the many fronds burnt into her buttocks.
The second girl in white joined the first teasing the naked onlookers with her birch. The girls tender little nipples were erect from the gentle rub of the bark and they now stood with legs slightly apart so the birch could tickle the tender spot hiding behind their puffed labia. The boys cocks throbbed hard in time with their pulse, their testis were now tight ready to burst forth their seed.
The two young naked sexes were now fully aroused as the looked at each others exposed genitalia and the excitement of watching the girl in the stocks having her nether birched.
Only the cool spring wind was cooling the ardour.
The third girl in white took position a the stocks and raised her fresh birch.
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Hope to keep short chapters going in the same way as Dickens published.