Chapter 2

The girls were sore, and their muscles ached from sleeping tied up. I guess they were being tied up so they didn’t feel tempted to play with themselves. Getting caught playing with dildos was a huge part of why they were being punished in the first place.

Mom told reminded me to my sisters stretch a little. Bubbles could do full splits and it was fascinating to watch her limber herself up in the nude. Buffy and Freckles simply rotated their shoulders and rubbed their sore asses from the night before.

After gratitude, we usually move to the kitchen where the girls prepare breakfast while naked and serve it to us. This was the first time my parents wouldn’t be home since we got back from vacation. It felt strange to have three girls preparing breakfast for two boys. Mom kissed them all goodbye and left with a steaming hot mug of coffee.

I should mention that mom and dad really enjoy wafting the aroma of that coffee under Buffy’s nose. My oldest sister is a coffee fiend and one of the reasons she is surly is that she can’t have coffee without permission – today she would need MY permission. I wasn’t supposed to give it to her until after breakfast and she didn’t ask.

Freckles and Buffy started their punishment about a week ago in Myrtle Beach. Things came to a head after Freckles texted us a bunch of pictures with a dildo up her ass and in her pussy from the bathroom during dinner at a nice restaurant.

Mom and Dad took us aside privately and pieced together everything that happened leading up to it. I felt bad at first because that was tattling on my siblings, but it didn’t matter anyway. Freckles wrote a complete confession and when my parents connected the dots they were stunned.

They never expected to be put in a situation where they would have to deal with the many depraved things that Buffy and Freckles did. Mom and Dad came up with a pretty harsh punishment that was supposed to last just until the end of vacation.

My older sisters spent three days basically eating crow around the campsite, getting spanked and made to wait on us hand and foot. I must admit – it was pretty amusing. Mom made Buffy contact one of the guy’s she was cheating with during vacation. Todd was a cool guy with a hot car and the one that she made plans with to get jet skiing. Todd didn’t even show up for the apology and I think that embarrassed Buffy even worse than being made to grovel and beg his forgiveness.

Bubbles seemed to be trying to get in trouble, but my parents seemed to think she was just craving attention and thought this was a way to get it. I thought the same thing too and maybe that was why Bubbles initially started acting out.

At first, I thought Bubbles was just being disagreeable and pouty which was unusual for her. She also started insisting on going topless around the park in just a pair of panties. No one made her do it. Katie had been told to do it by Lindsay at first, and then my parents when they found out what happened as a punishment. Bubbles is a little too old to get away with that, but she acted young, and nobody told her that she couldn’t.

After the punishment began at Myrtle Beach, Dad started making Buffy and Freckles “slow dance” outside naked in the fenced-in area of our cabin in the morning. I know it sounds outrageous but they actually got away with it. The cabins were pretty close to one another on narrow one-lane streets. If anyone stopped to ask why they were doing it they had to say they were being punished for sunbathing nude and since they showed off their bodies, their parents were making them really show it off.

The manager came by and saw it happening and since he was kind of a perv anyway, he would pretend to complain and then stick around to watch my dad slowly bring the girls inside. They’d do that every morning.

It wasn’t a lie either. Buffy did sunbathe in the nude and convinced my sisters to do it before the punishments all began. They were discreet about it though.

Eventually, the guy who ran the campground came by and told them he got a complaint. Dad offered to let the manager watch the girls get spanked and he started coming over pretty frequently after with bogus “complaints” just to watch the girls get spanked. Dad knew he was lying but he was more than happy to oblige.

We eventually had two or three people that stayed at the campground who were coming over just to watch the girls get in trouble for things they never did. It was confusing to me at first, because the girls who done so many naughty things that there was already enough justification to discipline them.

I got the impression that Dad was going to spank them anyway, and he was just playing along to let the manager and the other regulars that came over to participate in their humiliation. I don’t think my parents would EVER have punished them for something the girls didn’t do.

Bubbles tried to confess to some of these false accusations, but Dad didn’t believe her, and I knew she hadn’t broken any rules. On the final day before we had to go home, she was naked outside in the attention position.

My parents told her to put some clothes on and she adamantly insisted that Bubbles had done nothing to be punished for.

“So make something up!” she demanded. She used the example of how my parents had punished the girls for things the manager said people complained about when they were obviously just convenient excuses.

Mom explained that her sisters deserved punishment and that while it was admirable to want to join them in solidarity it simply wasn’t going to happen.

Buffy and Freckles remained naked and obedient right up until they finished loading our car to go home. When they put on their clothes, there was no ‘gratitude’ ceremony or anything. They simply went back to being Katie and Lindsay and I thought things were over.

I always suspected that there was no ‘closure’ for them. The punishment ended because we ran out of time. Mom and Dad didn’t forgive them or trust them either. Usually, after my parents punish one of us – things revert back to normal, but it was just awkward.

I had seen my sister’s puckered assholes, and cum dripping out of their pussy holes. I had seen their nipples get hard in the sun and observed their butt cheeks turn red while my parents spanked them. They spanked their tits and even their pussies at times and I have to admit – it was hard to forget what I had seen. I kept thinking about it and fantasizing about it on the trip home.

I am not sure if the others did too, but I think all of us had some unresolved thoughts about what happened.

I occasionally referred to my sisters as Freckles and Buffy (or Buffalo Butt) and so did the rest of the family. That obviously irked the girls because they did their time and were no longer under punishment. They politely endured it because it was an honest mistake after getting used to their names.

“You’ve known me as Lindsay for 19 years, and Buffalo Butt for 3 days, Lucas. Please do me the curtesy of calling me by my real name. This is going to be hard enough to live down,” she said to me once.

I pointed out that she accidentally called me Sir a few times after her punishment was over. Dad had originally been hesitant to make the girls address me and Georgie as Sir. Dad only allowed it after he required them to call everyone else Sir or Ma’am and even then, he didn’t think we deserved it.

“Trust me, I won’t refer to you as Sir ever again – I never meant it anyway,” Buffy’s scorn still makes my skin crawl now. Mom made her apologize but she didn’t mean it and that made the apology mean nothing to me. I accepted that was just how she felt though and let it roll off my back.

My Dad wanted to stop at this place called South of the Border. It’s a tourist trap on I-95 and it was out of our way to go back to Raleigh. Mom didn’t want him to stop there but we did anyway. He had a lot of nostalgia for it.

He said his dad used to show him the signs on I-95. There are probably hundreds of Pedro billboards promising a good time at South of the Border. It might have been fun way back when, but it was just a crappy motel, gas station, gift shops and a few restaurants. The fair rides they had looked so broke down that they’d probably kill you.

Dad said that his father used to promise to stop and then at the last minute pretend he missed the exit. Then he would promise to stop on the way back but never do that either. I don’t know if things would be the way they are if we hadn’t stopped there.

We ate at this restaurant that looked like something out of the 1980s. We shopped in crummy gift shops and played a couple old arcade games. My sisters posed on a statue of bull. You know - silly tourist stuff.

Mom had practically shredded Freckles and Buffy’s remaining clothes while they were being punished so all they had to wear were revealing short-shorts and see-through shirts. It was kind of funny to see the reactions of some of the people when they saw how they were dressed.

We were a few hours from Raleigh, but Dad wanted to spend the night because he didn’t feel like driving. Mom said they didn’t have a lot of money left and offered to drive. Buffy even offered to drive but Dad told her that after what she did – he didn’t trust her behind the wheel.

“I did everything you asked me to do,” Buffy blew up. She was frustrated after being teased and punished in front of the rest of us for three days. Buffy had acted like being on punishment wasn’t that big of a deal while she was in Myrtle Beach but now, she was having a mini-meltdown.

“You did what I TOLD you to do. I never ASKED you to do anything. I think I liked you better that way!”

My sister left in a huff and disappeared. The motel we were staying at was pretty rough. After the cabin we had at the State Park it seemed like a palace to me even though the water came out of the sink white instead of clear.

After a few hours, Buffy didn’t return. My parents started getting worried so went out looking for her. Dad found her getting in and out of trucks at the truck stop. I assumed she was having sex with guys but when Mom confronted her it was obvious, she was also stealing from them.

“I let these disgusting truckers TOUCH my body. They are cheap and want everything for twenty bucks! Why shouldn’t I take a few of their things? That’s an insult, Ma’am!” Lindsay shouted at my mother. I assumed she slipped up and called her Ma’am on accident.

“Lindsay, you are a little whore! I should strip you naked, handcuff you to that dumpster and make you take all cummers for free! That little cunt-flap of yours isn’t an ATM machine to make you money. That little cummy hole of yours isn’t a special treat to rent out to make you money and deny people who can’t give you what you want!”

“You are just jealous because you are too old and disgusting to have anyone, but Dad want to pay for that beef slab of yours,” Buffy was being confrontational and hurtful. She said some things that night about Mom that she couldn’t take back, but I think that was the most hurtful.

“I knew your punishment would teach you nothing!” Mom scowled. “It wasn’t long enough! It had just started to break down a few of those nasty habits but it ended only because we had to go home!”

Lindsay mocked the punishment and said it was just an excuse to humiliate her. “It doesn’t matter how long I am on punishment! I have nasty habits, so what?”

Lindsay had a lot of unresolved hard feelings about what had happened, and she had something cruel to say to each of us – including the other members of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee. She called me and Georgie perverts (no argument there) I am a teenage boy. Buffy can be intimidating when she gets like this, so I didn’t try to defend myself. What could I say, anyway? I like looking at boobs and butts. My parents knew that.

Buffy said that Freckles was a “Brown noser” who was kissing Mom’s ass now so that she wouldn’t get punished again.Buffy loved to tease Freckles and Ruthie and that smart mouth was part of what kept getting her in trouble. I think the fact that they were in trouble together was bonding them though - even though Buffy teased her sisters, they shared the burden of being punished together. It’s hard to explain, but the teasing was probably Buffy’s way of saying she was in this with them together.

Freckles had behaved herself after the punishment as far as I knew. I think Mom has always been hard on her but not unreasonable. Freckles didn’t seem to have the same hard feelings that Buffy did about any of it.

Buffy made fun of Bubbles and called her “Miss Goody Two Shoes”. I would say that Buffy was just lashing out and probably didn’t mean everything she said but she made it sound like Bubbles was a snotty little princess that doesn’t understand her own privilege. She made my little sister cry when she said lives in a “Bubble” outside of reality.

“Mom should have kept you in discipline! We ALL liked you better when you were naked because you had to be NICE and even if you don’t mean it, you seemed to love and accept all of us. You were patient, and considerate if only to keep your big butt from getting the spankings you so richly deserved,” I’ve never heard Buffy take that tone with anyone.

I’ve seen her pout and even cry before when she skinned her knee or saw something sad on TV. I was angry with Buffy for hurting my little sister. I think we all were, and Buffy felt backed into a corner. Her body language suggested she was backing away and felt we were ganging up on her.

“You would like that wouldn’t you? Is that why you asked to be punished? So, everyone will kiss your ass and like you even more? You are already the most spoiled brat with all of the attention. I did not have half the shit you have! Horse riding practice, ballet, gymnastics, all you have to do is say it and Mom and Dad will buy it!” Buffy was being a real bitch.

Mom stepped in and insisted that they would have gotten Buffy those things if they had the money when she was that age. “We’ve done better over the years through hard work, and we are trying to provide more! You should be happy your little sister has those things you didn’t have! Instead, you are ungrateful and feel like her having them takes something away from you! I should NOT have ended your punishment. I knew you’d need at least a week to learn anything!”

“You don’t KNOW shit. You just liked me to be a compliant little welcome mat you can walk on like your precious Katie!”

“You are BOTH going back into punishment right now! Strip!” my mom demanded furiously. She pointed to the ground and told both Freckles and Buffy to hand over their clothes. There wasn’t anybody else nearby, but we were standing in a truck stop. It was dark but there were overhead lights in the parking lot.

“What did I do, Ma’am?” Freckles pouted. She was rightly confused. All it took was one glance from mom and she began to undress.

“Fucking asshole,” Buffy was miffed. She pulled her shirt over her head and revealed her bare tits. “You can punish me four more days but after that, I am going back to work! I don’t give a shit and I am not going to change! It’s just like the little twat said. I was just pretending to respect you!”

Mom made her strip and then put them in the toe-touching position. This is where the girl has to stick out her butt, bend over and grab her ankles or toes. It’s basically the spanking position and the girls knew what was coming next. Freckles still didn’t understand why she was included in this, and I didn’t either – what had she done wrong?

“Why am I being punished, Ma’am?”

“You didn’t do ANYTHING wrong tonight, but do you really think three days was enough for what you DID do? You both have one more WEEK, that’s SEVEN DAYS from now, not FOUR! You’ll have to tell your job that you can’t come in. If you want, I’ll call your boss and tell him.”

“No, that’s alright, Ma’am,” Buffy surprisingly softened and didn’t argue it.

“Is that because you don’t really HAVE to go back to work? And you just lied to me? And you really just wanted to see your boyfriend?” my mom asked rhetorically. She has an uncanny way to know when we lie to her. The look on Buffy’s face told us all that Mom had her number.

“Oh, you WILL see him, but as a well-behaved, polite slut and not the controlling, manipulative bitch that you are acting like now, Buffalo!”

“Fine, I didn’t like him anyway, I don’t care what Paul thinks, Ma’am” she said.

“That’s true. It isn’t Paul you care about. It’s his brother Gary, isn’t it?”

Buffy didn’t have to answer the question. The look of recognition and shock in her eyes when Mom mentioned the guy, she really liked was enough. “Yeah, that’s right! I checked up on you! You think you are one step ahead of me? Why do you think we came to the truck stop first and not the gift shop? Do Seven days and we’ll TALK about returning your dignity and taking you off restriction.”

Mom had successfully quashed the conflict with her eldest daughter, and she hadn’t noticed Bubbles peeling off her clothes behind her. My mom sighed when Bubbles joined the girls and executed the toe-touching position. My little sister is extremely limber and she was able to easily grab her toes while bending over deeply and keeping her legs apart.