A Jarring Punishment

A Jarring Punishment 5

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Chapter 5

"Alright, girls," Billy started, like he was in charge of everything. He looked over at the other boys, “The switching is over,” he said, nodding at each of them. The boys all put their switches down on the grass, and they stood there for a minute, just staring at the girls and looking all proud of themselves for all the red marks they had made on the girls’ bodies.

The girls all had these big red stripes and welts across their butts and titties, looking like they were wearing special new bikinis or something! The boys couldn't help but grin, looking so proud of all the fun they had had making those pretty girls dance to the beat of their whipping!

Billy put his hands on his hips, puffing out his chest like a proud turkey that had just won a big fight! He walked over to where three of the girls were standing all wobbly-like, their naked bodies all red and splotchy from the switches.

"What have you all learned from this?" Billy asked, a big grin spreading across his face. He wanted to hear the girls say that they were all sorry and that they knew they deserved the humiliating spankings! It would be the perfect way to end his big day of being in charge, like the cherry on top of a yummy ice cream sundae!

"That it's not fun to be punished," Katie said in a tiny, wobbly voice, looking up at her big brother with these great big watery eyes! She squirmed around, trying to reach her hands down to rub her poor little bottom, but they were still tied up tight behind her back! All that wiggling made her little bee stings bounce all around, looking like two little puffy red polka dots on her tiny chest!

"I'm sorry, Billy," she cried, and great big tears started rolling down her cheeks like little rivers! They dripped right off her chin and made little wet spots on her shaking chest. "I'll never do anything like that to you again!" The little girl sniffled and wiggled some more, her cute little tushy still all stingy and sore from all the switches that had left big red marks all over it.

Billy looked at his sister, a little surprised by her sincerity. He hadn't expected her to be so apologetic, but he could tell that she meant it. "I accept your apology, Katie," he said, his voice softening a little. "And I forgive you."

"I'm sorry too," Sue Ellen chimed in, her voice barely a whisper. Her face was all red, and her eyes were all puffy from crying. "I'm sorry for trying to get you guys in trouble and for enjoying watching you get punished." She took a deep breath, her whole body trembling as she tried to steady herself. "I'm sorry for the way I teased you guys."

Billy nodded, his eyes softening a little as he looked at her. "Thank you, Sue Ellen," he said, his voice still sounding a little rough from the excitement of the moment. "It takes a big person to apologize like that."

"I learned... I learned that it hurts!" Carrie cried out, her voice shaking as she looked over at her brother as he snickered. "It's not funny, Carl! It's mean, and it hurts so bad! I'm sorry I laughed at you and your friends." She paused, looking down at her lap. "I'm sorry I got you guys in so much trouble, and made you stand in the front yard with no clothes on. That was the most awful thing ever!"

"That's what you get for being such a dirty girl, sis," Carl said, sticking his tongue out at her, unable to stop himself from getting in one last jab. He could see that his sister was really sorry, and he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her, too. She looked like she had been through a tornado, and he knew that she must really be hurting all over from the way that she was wincing. But still, she deserved everything she got, and then some.

"I said I was sorry!" Carrie sniffled, her bottom lip sticking out.

"Alright, apology accepted," Carl replied, rolling his eyes and trying to act tough even though deep down, he did feel a tiny bit bad for his sobbing, welt-covered sister.

The boys turned their attention to the last unapologetic teen, Mary Beth. She was still sitting in the grass, with her knees pulled up to her chest, and her hands tied behind her back. Her face was a mask of angry defiance. Even with red lines crossing her chest, butt, and pussy, her jaw was still set. Her eyes narrowed at the boys, as if it wasn't their switches that had made her cry, but her own frustration.

"What about you, Mary Beth?" Billy asked, stepping towards her. The smirk was gone from his face, replaced with a more serious look. "Have you learned your lesson?"

Mary Beth's chin shot up, even though her whole body ached. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. "Learned my lesson? From you? I learned that you boys are a bunch of jerks who get a kick out of hurting girls!" Her voice, though shaky, was sharp and full of venom.

The boys all looked at each other, surprised that she was still fighting back.

Billy just stood there, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then, a slow, deliberate smile spread across his face. It wasn't a happy smile. It was a smile of understanding. "Katie, Sue Ellen, Carrie. You guys can go inside and get your clothes on." He pointed to the backdoor. "Your punishment for today is over."

The three girls, shocked at this sudden reprieve, scrambled and hobbled towards the house, their naked bodies moving with a sore, awkward limp, not even daring to look back at the scene unfolding on the lawn.

Mary Beth watched them go, her heart pounding in her chest. "What about me?" she demanded, still trying to make it seem like she had a semblance of control.

Billy walked closer and knelt down beside her again, his eyes meeting hers. "What about you, Mary Beth," he said, his voice low and quiet. "They were sorry. You're not."

"And what are you gonna do about it?" she shot back, her voice cracking slightly on the pronoun.

Billy leaned towards her, and Mary Beth got scared at first, until she realized he was just untying her hands. Her wrists were red and raw from tugging at the rope all day.

"Stand up," Billy commanded.

Mary Beth struggled to her feet. Her legs were wobbly, and she was trying her best to hide how much pain she was in. She felt a like there were a hundred pairs of eyes on her. Louise and Grace were still watching from the side of the yard. Her mom could be watching from the window for all she knew. She glanced at him with a side eye, unsure what he was going to do next.

Billy shook his head. "Your mom said I was in charge of your punishment today," he said, holding up a finger as if to make a point. "And I say that it's not over yet for you."

Mary Beth's blood ran cold. "You can't be serious! My legs are like jelly, my body is covered in welts. You can't do anything else to me!" she cried, her voice full of disbelief and rising panic. "What more could you do?" She didn’t say it as a challenge, but as a question of how much more she could take. Unfortunately for her, Billy took it the first way.

"Oh, I could do so much more," Billy said, his voice surprisingly calm. He looked her straight in the eye. "But here's all I'm going to do. I'm not going to let you get dressed until you go to bed tonight. And," he paused, "You're to keep your hands on top of your head unless I tell you otherwise."

"Wh... what?" Mary Beth said, not really getting his point. “So what?” She didn’t understand how that was any worse than what he had already put her through.

“No clothes until tonight,” He responded, enjoying her confusion. “That means no clothes for the walk home…”

Mary Beth started sputtering, getting what he was doing now. "But that's like 10 blocks from here! You can’t make me walk through the neighborhood! NAKED!!" she yelped, her defiance starting to crumble in the face of this new humiliation.

Billy grinned at her and shrugged. "You should have thought of that before you decided you weren't going to apologize." He looked over his shoulder at the house, as if considering something. "We'll have to see what your mom says, but it looks like you're walking home naked today, Mary Beth. Now come on, let's go back inside." He grabbed her arm, not roughly, but firmly, and led the naked girl towards the back door. The other boys followed, grinning at the sight of Mary Beth's red bottom jiggling with each miserable step.

"Wow, a naked walk through the neighborhood!" Louise whispered to her little sister.

"I can't wait to tell everyone about that," Grace replied, covering her mouth to giggle.

As they stepped into the house, Mrs. Parker was waiting for them. Her eyes locked onto Mary Beth's naked, welt-covered body, and her face was a mixture of disapproval and something else. "Boys, I'm not going to yell, but we agreed that you could switch their bottoms. We never said anything about their breasts." Mrs. Parker's voice was a low drawl, and the boys could tell she was mad. Her eyes were not on Billy, but directly on her daughter and her raw, red breasts. The room fell silent, the air growing thick and uncomfortable.

Mrs. Burns came to stand beside her friend, her expression equally stern. "Mrs. Parker is right," she said quietly, her gaze sweeping over Mary Beth's angry red welts. "Perhaps I was a little hasty in saying yes to a switching at all."

Mary Beth's face brightened with a flicker of desperate hope. She took a deep breath, ready to plead her case, to point out all the terrible things the boys had done to her.

"No, you weren't, mom!" Carrie suddenly said, walking in with an ice pack pressed against her red chest, cutting Mary Beth off before she could even open her mouth. The boys stared at her, surprised that she was still naked, even though Billy had said she could get dressed. "We deserved everything we got." Carrie took a deep breath, like she was trying to be brave even though she was hurting all over. "At first, I thought this was all just some game, but standing on the street naked with cars driving by..." Her voice got all shaky and squeaky as she started to cry. "It wasn't fun at all! It was awful, mean, and scary! This is exactly what we had coming to us." She looked over at the boys, then back at the grown-ups. "Okay, so maybe we weren't supposed to get switched on the chest, but I don’t think any of us would have ever learned our lessons if they didn’t!" Carrie paused, making a quick little nod at Mary Beth. "We got exactly what we deserved," she finished, "right, Mary Beth?"

Mary Beth's jaw dropped open, her face a picture of shock and betrayal, and she was left speechless. Billy and the boys watched, a little stunned, as Carrie stood in the middle of the kitchen, naked, aching, and on their side. It was clear that she meant every word she was saying.

Mrs. Parker and Mrs. Burns looked at each other, then back at the two naked girls. The anger and disapproval was still there, but now it was mixed with something else. Understanding, maybe even a hint of respect.

"I'm glad to hear you've learned something from this, Carrie," her mother said, her voice softer now. She turned to her friend. "Maybe we were a little hasty, but if the punishments worked, then perhaps it was for the best."

Mary Beth's heart sank. Her chance for rescue had vanished. "No, wait!" she tried to argue. But before she could say anything else, Carrie's mother interrupted.

"Carrie, why don't you go upstairs and take a cool shower?" Mrs. Burns suggested, her voice softening a bit. "It should help with the soreness."

Carrie nodded, her face still a mix of embarrassment and pride. "Thanks, Mom," she said, pressing the ice pack tighter against her chest. With one final glance at Mary Beth, she hurried from the room.

"Mary Beth's punishment is not yet over," Billy started to explain. "The other girls apologized, but she hasn't yet, so she'll have to remain naked until bedtime. She still thinks she was right to do what she did to me."

Mary Beth felt her heart pounding in her chest, her cheeks hot from embarrassment. Everyone was looking at her, judging her. The boys, her mom, Mrs. Burns, Grace and Louise, they were all waiting for her to apologize. But she wasn't going to. She was a girl, and she wasn't going to apologize for being mean to some boys. They had no right to spank her. She wasn't some little boy that needed to be taught a lesson like Billy!

Mrs. Parker sighed. "I see. Well, that seems fair enough." She turned to her daughter. "Mary Beth, do you have anything to say for yourself?"

"I think..." Mary Beth paused, biting her lip. She wanted to apologize, wanted to say that she was sorry, just to get this whole nightmare over with. But the words just wouldn't come out. Instead, she shook her head, her eyes defiant. "No. I don't."

Mrs. Parker looked at Mary Beth, full of sorrow and disappointment towards her daughter, the likes of which she'd never felt before. "Very well," she said, sighing heavily. "Mary Beth will remain unclothed until bedtime," she paused, waiting for a reaction from Mary Beth. The girl just stared at the floor, her hands fidgeting on top of her head. Mrs. Parker's brow furrowed, her disappointment evident. "And until the punishment jar is empty."

Mary Beth's head snapped up, her eyes wide. "What? The... the punishment jar?"

"Yes," Mrs. Parker said. "You will remain without clothes until the punishment jar is empty. No exceptions."

"But... but that's not fair!" Mary Beth protested. "That's more than a week!"

"You should have thought of that before," Mrs. Parker replied, her voice cold and stern. "You brought this upon yourself, young lady. Now, I believe it's time to get you home. Billy, please make sure your sister is dressed and fetch Mary Beth's clothing. She won't be needing it for a long time." With that, Mrs. Parker turned on her heel and left the room, her footsteps echoing behind her as she made her way.

Mary Beth stood there, stunned and naked, her mind reeling from the news. She'd have to stay naked for eight more days! Eight days without any clothes, eight days of everyone staring at her naked body. The thought of it was almost too much to bear.

Billy, seeing her distress, stepped closer to Mary Beth. "I'll go get your clothes and tell Katie to get dressed," he said, his voice gentle. "I'm sorry, Mary Beth, but you brought this on yourself."

Mary Beth glared at him. "No, I didn't," she snapped, her voice trembling. "You did this, Billy. You and your stupid friends. You did this to me!"

Billy frowned. "It doesn't have to be this way, Mary Beth. You could just apologize, and this could all be over."

She shook her head, her jaw clenched. "Never. I'm not apologizing for anything. I'm not sorry."

Billy sighed. "Suit yourself," he said. "I'll go get Katie."

As soon as Billy left the room, Mary Beth felt lonely and empty, like she was the only person in the whole wide world! She looked around and realized that she had made everyone mad at her, even her own mom! Her skin was all tingly and hot from the switches, and she felt embarrassed with the other boys still looking at her! There were all these red lines all over her body, like some kind of weird road map of pain! She had red lines on her bottom, red lines on her titties, and even a red line right on her special girl spot!

"Oh no!" she thought, her heart beating fast! "I have to walk home all the way with no clothes on!" All the way home, past all her neighbors and people she knew from school! There was no way out of it, she was going to be a big naked spectacle in her own neighborhood, and everyone was going to see everything!

And then she remembered the punishment jar, and her face got all pouty and sad. She'd have to stay naked for eight more whole days, until all the punishments were gone from the jar! And still do whatever those dreaded slips said, too! Her bottom and privates did this little clenchy thing just thinking about it, like they were trying to hide from the world! She had never been so scared in her whole life!

Before she knew it, Mary Beth was being led out the door by her disappointed mother, and a very smug looking Billy. Even though she had spent the whole afternoon outside, something about this time felt different. Maybe it was because she was alone in her nakedness, or maybe it was just that she felt that everyone was against her. Either way, she had never felt so exposed in her life.

She was still being made to keep her hands on top of her head, so she couldn't even try to cover herself up. And that made her feel even worse. She was so scared and nervous that she could feel her aching private parts start to get all warm and wet. She hoped no one could tell, but with her hands on her head, they were on full display for anyone to see. She couldn't believe that they were making her do this, making her show everyone her private parts! It was like they wanted to humiliate her, to make sure that she was embarrassed as possible. It was as though they were enjoying her humiliation.

A few paces behind her, Billy was walking side by side with his sister. His face was a picture of smug satisfaction, a far cry from the nervous, worried expression he had worn just a few of hours before, when he had been the one in Mary Beth's clutches. His mind replayed the events of the day, as he watched Mary Beth's tight, round bottom, still covered in raised welts and the distorted message that Edward had written there in permanent marker, as it clenched and unclenched with each step she took.

Katie's face was red with embarrassment, and she was having a hard time keeping up with her brother and Mrs. Parker's pace. Every step was painful, and she felt so shy, even if she was no longer exposed. She had decided to forgo putting on her training bra and panties, not wanting something so tight against her raw little titties or aching behind. So, she was wearing just her pink shirt and her loose skirt, which seemed to flutter in the breeze with every step. It made her feel self-conscious, and she was worried that if the breeze was strong enough, the skirt would flip up, and everyone would see her poor little bottom, with its raised lines and bright red color. The thought of it made her face burn even hotter, and she consciously moved her hands to her hips and held down her skirt, to make sure that would not happen.

As she fell in line beside her brother, she noticed the way he couldn't keep his eyes off Mary Beth as they walked. His gaze lingered on her swaying tushie, and she could see the way he was savoring the sight of her punished bare body. It almost made her giggle. "Billy," she whispered to him, so only he would hear. "You like watching Mary Beth walk naked, don't you?" Her voice was a mixture of amusement and curiosity.

Billy turned to his sister, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Yeah," he admitted, his eyes never leaving Mary Beth's jiggling cheeks. Then he blushed a little, realizing what he had just said to his own sister. But he didn't feel as embarrassed about it as he had felt the other day, when she had asked him something similar, something to goaded him into putting his own slips into the punishment jar. This time was different, after everything that had happened that day. His smile grew a little brighter, as he nodded at his sister. "Yeah, I do."

That giggle Katie had been trying to hold back came out, and she covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes sparkling with laughter. Billy's smile grew wider, and he laughed along with his little sister. For a moment, the embarrassment of everything both of them had been through was forgotten, and they were just two siblings, enjoying a laugh together. "She is pretty, isn't she?" Katie whispered, her eyes still twinkling with exuberance.

Billy chuckled. "Yeah, I guess she is," he admitted, still watching Mary Beth's nude form as she walked ahead of them, her hands still on her head, her body on full display for anyone to see. "It's too bad she's such a brat." He glanced at his sister, a playful smirk on his face. "Maybe one day I'll marry her, and I'll make her stay naked for the rest of her life, to make up for all the things she did to me." His smirk grew into a full-blown grin, and he laughed at the thought of it.

Katie couldn't help but giggle again, the idea of Mary Beth being forced to stay naked forever was just too funny. "I suppose you were her husband when we were playing house..." she said, trying to sound serious but failing miserably. "So, technically, she is your wife. That makes you husband and wife already." She couldn't hold it in anymore, and burst out laughing, her tiny, sore body shaking with mirth. It hurt, but it also felt so good to laugh.

"Don't remind me!" Billy said, pushing his sister's shoulder. He didn't want to think about that silly game of house he had to play when he was naked in front of everyone! His face got all hot and red just remembering how embarrassed he was, with his little penis all exposed and hard while Katie, Mary Beth, and the other girls were giggling at him and spanking his bottom! Then he flashed forward a little, thinking about when Mary Beth had admitted she had done all of this just so she could see him naked. It put the experience into a whole new context for him. He felt a warmth spreading throughout his body. "I can't believe that was just this morning!" he said, shaking his head. "So much has happened today!" His voice trailed off, and he thought back on everything that had happened.

Mary Beth found herself getting frustrated. She could hear the siblings' laughter behind her, thinking they were laughing at her. Her bare feet crunched on some loose gravel as they walked, and she couldn't help wincing. "Why are you laughing at me, Billy? What's so funny?" she yelled at him, her voice cracking.

Billy wasn't laughing at her, he was just having a good time with his sister, but that wasn't going to stop him from making fun of Mary Beth's situation. After everything she had put him through, it felt good to have the upper hand for once. "Oh, nothing," he said, his voice full of playfulness. "We were just talking about the way your little titties and butt bounce while you walk."

Mary Beth felt her face go bright red. She didn't like the idea of Billy and his sister talking about her like that! "Screw you, Billy!" she snapped, her temper flaring. But then she heard Katie giggling, and she knew that she couldn't do anything to stop them.

"Mary Beth!" Her mom scolded, her voice sharp. "Watch your mouth!"

Mary Beth's face got even hotter, and she turned her attention back to the path in front of her. She was so angry and frustrated, but there was nothing she could do about it. She was completely at Billy's mercy, and she hated it. That's when she noticed her little outburst had drawn some attention to her. Off in the distance, she noticed some kids playing a game of stick ball in the street. At least, they were before they heard her making such a fuss. Now, the kids seemed to be headed her way!

She tried to act like she didn't notice them, hoping they would just keep going, or that they wouldn't see her nakedness. But, of course, that was impossible. They were heading right towards her! She could feel the eyes of the boys on her naked skin, and it made her feel even more exposed and humiliated.

She watched in horror as the group of kids grew closer and closer, their curious gazes taking in the sight of her completely exposed body. Not only was she covered in painful welts, but her body was still marked by every misdeed she had perpetrated on the boys. She couldn't imagine what they would say, and the humiliation of being seen like this by her peers was too much to bear.

She tried to ignore the whispers and stares, but it was impossible. The boys' eyes were locked on her body, and their gazes seemed to burn into her skin. One boy moved to stand in front of her, then another, blocking her path down the sidewalk. She was forced to just stand there, as their little procession came to a halt. Her eyes darted around nervously, looking for any way to escape the humiliation, but there was none.

Finally, the boys had surrounded her, their faces a mix of curiosity and amusement. Mary Beth could feel her face turning red as she realized that they were all looking at her naked body, taking in the sight of her exposed skin. "Mary Beth Parker," one of the boys read from her naked body. "Biggest pervert in the world!" He laughed out loud. "And she's not even wearing any clothes! I guess that means she really is a pervert!" he chortled.

Mary Beth could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as her embarrassment grew, and she was tempted to move her hands to block their view of her private parts, but she knew she couldn't. Billy had ordered her to keep them on top of her head, and she had no choice but to obey, with her mother watching. The thought of it only made her blush even more.

Another boy spoke up, his eyes wide as he looked at Mary Beth's bare body. "Holy cow, it looks like she's been in a fight or something!"

"No, just punished severely, for every perverted thing she did to this poor boy," Mrs. Parker made a gesture towards Billy, "And his friends. She's been spanked, marked, and humiliated for all of her bad deeds, and now she has to walk home naked, and stay naked for a whole week, to think about what she's done." She said sternly, making sure that every one of the kids could hear her.

The boys all nodded, a look of understanding and sympathy on their faces. "Wow, that's rough," one of them said, looking at Mary Beth with a mixture of pity and curiosity. "I guess that will teach her not to be a bully anymore." He looked her right in the eye, a smirk on his face, knowing that he had won a ticket to look at her naked body all he wanted, and that there was nothing she could do to stop him.

Mary Beth glared at him, her eyes full of fury and shame. "It wasn't bullying!" she argued, her voice trembling. "I was just trying to have a little fun with him, that's all!"

"Well, I hope you're having fun right now, Mary," Billy responded, folding his arms at her.

"My name's not Mary! It's Mary Beth!" Mary Beth shot back, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Billy just shrugged his shoulders, like he didn't have a care in the world! A big, mean grin spread all across his face, like he had just gotten away with something sneaky! "Well, I don't care, Mary," he said, making sure to say it extra loud, so everyone could hear him! "I don't think it matters much what I call you, does it? How about I just start calling you Mary Bare?"

Mary Beth felt her cheeks turn hot as a fire engine. Her face was getting so red, and she could feel her whole body trembling. Her jaw dropped, and her voice was shaky as she tried to fight back tears of anger and embarrassment. "How dare you!" she said, her voice shaking. "That's a horrible nickname!"

But Billy wasn't done with her yet. He turned to the other boys, and gave them a nod and a wink. "Hey guys, what do you think of her new nickname?" he said, his voice full of glee. "She has to stay naked, so I think Mary Bare is the perfect name for her."

The boys all started laughing, and Mary Beth's heart sank. "Mom!" she cried out, her voice cracking. "You can't let him call me that! It's not fair!"

Her mom covered her mouth to hide a giggle, "It is kind of a cute nickname, you have to admit."

Mary Beth was shaking with anger, but she didn't know what else to say. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, and she hated herself for being so weak. "Fine!" she finally managed to say, her voice breaking. "Call me whatever you want. I don't care." But deep down, she did care. She was just so humiliated that she didn't know what else to do.

"Hey, Mary Bare, don't look so mad!" Billy said, his voice full of mock sympathy. "It's just a nickname, after all. You have to admit, it does fit you perfectly." Mary Beth could feel her cheeks burning, and her fists clenching in frustration. She wanted to scream at him, to tell him how much she hated him, but she knew it would just prove to Billy that he was getting to her.

Mary Beth had to just stand there with her hands on her head, while Billy and those other boys looked at every single part of her naked body! Their eyes were all big and hungry, like they'd never seen a girl without clothes before! And most of them probably hadn't. It was the worst feeling ever, like her whole body was on display for their edification! She could feel her face getting hotter and hotter as they pointed at the red lines the switches had made all over her body!

"Look at that!" one of the boys said, pointing right at the words Edward had written on her bottom! "It says 'Needs a spanking'!" he laughed, making all the other boys laugh too! "Well, looks like she got one!"

Mary Beth wanted to disappear! She hated how they were looking at her, how they were talking about her like she wasn't even there! It was like she was just some toy they could stare at and make fun of! And Billy was the worst of all! He was standing there with this big stupid grin on his face, like he was the king of the world! He was actually enjoying this, getting a kick out of her being all naked and embarrassed!

"Excuse me, miss? You said she has to stay naked for a week?" another boy asked, his eyes all wide and hopeful as he stared at her. Mrs. Parker made a nod at him. "Would it be alright if she came to play stick ball with us tomorrow?"

The other boys all started to make a fuss, cheering and hooting! "Yeah, that'd be great!" they all shouted, jumping up and down like little monkeys. "We want Mary Bare to come play stick ball tomorrow! Mary Bare, Mary Bare!" they chanted, all laughing and carrying on.

"You can come play with us too." One of the boys offered to Billy, "As long as you bring her along!"

The other boys nodded their heads, and one of them even patted Billy on the shoulder! "Yeah, you better not forget her!" he said with a big grin.

Billy nodded, a big smile on his face. "Don't worry, I won't forget!" he said, and he and the other boys laughed together.

"Mom, you're not seriously going to make me play with them? Like this!" Mary Beth cried, her eyes pleading with her mom.

"Well," Mrs. Parker replied, her voice softening a bit. "I would have said no only a few short hours ago, but since you still refuse to apologize to Billy for everything you put him through, I think it's an excellent idea."

The boys all started cheering and jumping around again, like they had just won some big prize! "Yes! Yes! Naked Mary Bare is going to play stick ball with us!"

Mary Beth was horrified, realizing her mom actually thought this was a good idea. She felt like she was going to die from embarrassment, standing there naked while all the boys made fun of her. But she knew there was nothing she could do to get out of it, and the thought of having to play stick ball naked made her stomach churn. It was going to be the worst day of her life.

"Okay, that's enough boys," Mrs. Parker said, finally putting an end to their teasing. "You've all had your fun, and we really need to get going now. We'll see you tomorrow."

The boys all groaned and complained, but they finally let the naked girl and her little group walk on. They all watched as Mrs. Parker, Billy, Katie, and Mary Beth walked away, her little bottom and titties bouncing with every step. As soon as they were out of sight, Billy started talking about Mary Beth to his sister, and how funny it was that she was going to be made to play outside naked.

"You're right," Katie giggled, her voice a mix of amusement and curiosity. "I wonder what else you can make her do?" Her eyes twinkled with excitement as she imagined all the possible ways they could humiliate the older girl. "Maybe you could have her play tag with you, and have her stay naked for the whole game."

"Well, don't forget," he said, his eyes twinkling, "You've still got 8 punishments in the punishment jar to do. Maybe you'll be the one playing a naked game of tag." He laughed as he saw the color drain from her face. "I guess we'll see what happens tomorrow."

Katie gulped. "Oh no," she squeaked, her face suddenly pale. "But... you guys really didn't put naked tag in the punishment jar, did you?"

Billy made a shrug. "I didn't, but I don't know what any of the other guys put in there. Only the grown-ups know that." He smiled at her, a mischievous glint in his eye. "That’s the beauty of the jar, you never know what punishment you’re going to get,” he teased. “And besides, that's a way better punishment than being switched, isn't it? At least you won't have to cry in front of everyone again. Being naked in public is much less humiliating than being spanked in public, don't you think?"

"I guess so," Katie mumbled, looking at the ground. "But I would rather not have to do either."

Billy laughed. "Don't count on that. Both my slips will be making you stay naked for a very long, long time, Katie." He grinned at her, enjoying the way her face turned red at the thought of it. "But don't worry. You look pretty cute when you're naked. It won't be long before I'm fighting all the boys off, to keep them away from you." He chuckled, giving her a friendly nudge with his elbow.

Katie's cheeks burned when her brother mentioned that she looked cute naked. She couldn't help but blush and giggle, hiding her face in her hands. "Stop it," she said, her voice muffled by her palms. But she couldn't help but smile, feeling a warm glow of happiness at the thought that someone, even her brother, found her cute. Even though the punishment jar was still looming over her, she couldn't help but feel a little flattered by Billy's words.

Billy and Katie's laughter faded as they walked on, Mary Beth's humiliation forgotten by them for the moment. But for the 15-year-old girl, it was very much still her reality. Everywhere Mary Beth looked, she saw eyes watching her. People were staring at her, a man out watering his lawn, a woman out walking her dog, even a few classmates of hers she recognized, out enjoying the afternoon sun. Everyone was staring at her. She could feel their gazes boring into her naked skin, making her feel exposed and vulnerable. The shame and humiliation were almost too much to bear.

She kept her eyes on the ground, trying to ignore the stares and the whispers. Her cheeks were burning, and her heart was pounding in her chest. This was way worse than anything she had ever put stupid Billy or those stupid boys through. Why would her mother do this to her? It wasn't fair!

As they walked past another house, she saw a group of kids playing in the yard, and her heart sank. She didn't want to have to face the humiliation again, but she knew she had no choice. She could feel their eyes on her, taking in every inch of her naked body. An angry woman suddenly started demanding that the kids go into the house. "Get inside right now!" she yelled. "And don't look at that naked girl!"

Mary Beth felt a wave of relief wash over her, knowing that at least one adult was on her side. At least, that's what she though, until the woman started yelling obscenities at her! "Shame on you, girl!" the woman screeched, her face contorted with anger. "What are you doing walking around with no clothes on? You should be ashamed of yourself, you slut!"

Mary Beth couldn't believe it. She had just been humiliated in front of a bunch of kids, and now this woman was yelling at her, too.

Mrs. Parker made a quick explanation to the woman about Mary Beth's punishment, and that seemed to just set the woman off even more on her! "Good! Keep her in line!" she said, pointing a finger at her. "Girls like that need to learn their place! Keep her naked! I bet she'll be a lot less interested in perving on boys while she's walking around with no clothes on!" The woman laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that made Mary Beth's blood boil. The woman didn't know her, didn't know what she had been through, and yet she was judging her, calling her a slut, just because she had been forced to walk around with no clothes on.

As they walked on, Mary Beth's thoughts were a jumble of anger, shame, and confusion. She had always been so confident and proud, but now she felt like a scared little girl again. The world around her seemed to be closing in, judging her, and finding her wanting.

Her eyes were drawn to her house as soon as it came into view. It looked so inviting, so safe, like a refuge from the horrors of the outside world. She couldn't wait to get inside, and hide from the world. But, she also dreaded it. Once inside, her mother would probably make her keep doing what Billy wanted to do, and she wasn't sure she could handle any more humiliation. As they finally approached the door, her heart began to race. She wasn't sure what to expect, but she knew that she couldn't take much more of this.

Mrs. Parker was the first to enter the house, followed by Billy and Katie, and finally, Mary Beth. Mrs. Parker's voice was stern as she addressed her daughter. "Alright, Mary Beth. Go stand in the living room."

Mary Beth could feel her face burn with humiliation as she walked into the room, her hands still pressed against her head. The welts and bruises on her body ached with every movement, and she couldn't help but wince as she settled into a spot in the center of the room. The sense of being on display was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but squirm under the gaze of her mother, Billy, and Katie.

"Billy, keep an eye on Mary Beth. I'm going to get started on dinner. And Mary Beth, remember what you were told today. I'm not going to tolerate anymore of your antics. You're to obey everything Billy tells you to do." Her mother's voice was firm, and left no room for argument. Mary Beth could feel a lump in her throat, as she realized that there was nothing she could do to escape the situation she was in. She was powerless, completely at the mercy of Billy.

Mary Beth could feel her cheeks burn with embarrassment and frustration as she stood there, naked and exposed, in the middle of her own living room. Her hands were pressed against her head, keeping them out of the way of the words and drawings all over her body, and even more critically, from covering up any of her exposed private parts.

"Mary Bare, open your legs more," Billy called out. "Let us see everything." His tone was teasing, and Mary Beth knew he was enjoying her humiliation.

"Ugh! I hate you, Billy!" she exclaimed, her voice full of venom. "And don't you dare call me Mary Bare!"

But despite her anger, Mary Beth was powerless to disobey him. She reluctantly opened her legs wider, feeling a rush of heat and wetness between them. Her most private parts were now on full display, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed and vulnerable.

Billy and Katie went to sit on the couch, staring at her with curious eyes. Katie was glad she was allowed her clothes at the moment, as she remembered what it felt like to stand there in the nude like that. "I think she looks funny standing there like that." Katie said, pointing at her. "Look at her nipples! I think she's getting cold."

"Her nipples are always hard, Katie. She’s a total perv," Billy snickered, his eyes glued to Mary Beth's chest.

Mary Beth felt a hot flash of anger surge through her. She couldn't believe that Billy, the stupid boy who had been nothing but a joke to her, someone to manipulate and humiliate, was now the one in control. She wanted to lash out at him, to scream at him, to tell him just how much she hated him, but she couldn't. She was stuck standing naked in her living room, with no choice but to obey his every command.

"You know you're at my mercy, don't you?" Billy asked, his voice full of satisfaction. "You have to do whatever I say. If I want you to stand here naked until bedtime, then you have to do it. If I want you to play a game with me, then you have to play. If I want to spank you, you can't stop me." Billy paused for a moment, savoring the power he had over her.

Mary Beth could feel her heart racing, and her body tensed up. She wanted to scream at him, to tell him that she would never do anything he wanted. But she knew she didn't have a choice. She was completely at his mercy, and she hated it. She shook her head, in an attempt to make it not real, but that's when she realized she could still feel her legs spread, and her hands on top of her head, like she was chained up by invisible bonds. Even though her hands were no longer tied, she felt just as trapped as she did before.

"What does it feel like, Mary Beth? What does it feel like knowing I'm looking at your tits right now?" Billy asked, remembering the embarrassing questions she had asked him the first time she had seen him naked. "What does it feel like to know I can see everything in between your legs?"

Mary Beth felt a wave of shame wash over her. "It makes me feel embarrassed," she said in a quiet voice, her cheeks burning with humiliation. The words came tumbling out of her mouth before she could even realize what he was doing. She felt a surge of anger, as she realized he was using the same technique on her that she had used on him! She didn't know why she was telling him the truth, but she couldn't stop herself. "It makes me feel like I'm just an object to you, like you're using me for your own amusement," she continued, her voice trembling slightly.

"That's all?" Billy teased, his eyes glinting with mischief. "What else?"

Mary Beth swallowed hard. "It makes me feel like I have no control over my body, like I'm completely vulnerable," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. The words spilled from her lips before she could even think about them, as if they were being pulled from her by an unseen force.

"No, you know what I want you to tell me. What does it feel like to know that I can see your pussy right now?" Billy said, his voice full of satisfaction. "I want you to tell me exactly how it feels to have your whole naked body on display for me to see."

Mary Beth couldn't believe what she was hearing, not wanting to respond. But, somehow, more words came tumbling out of her mouth. "It makes me feel... you know..." she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper. "Anyway, why would I even tell you that!" Mary Beth demanded, her defiance coming back. "That's my private business!"

"Oh, no, Mary Bare," Billy said, a sly smile on his face. "You don't have any private business from me anymore. I want you to admit it. I want to hear you say it out loud. Tell me what it feels like to have your pussy on display for me to see." His eyes were locked on her private parts, his gaze unwavering.

Mary Beth felt her heart pounding in her chest as she stood there, her hands on her head, her legs spread, her most private area on full display for Billy to see. She wanted to resist, to keep her feelings hidden, but she couldn't. The words poured out of her, against her will. "It's exciting..." Her breath caught in her throat as she said the words, her face burning with humiliation. "I mean... not exciting... it just feels..." She said, trying to back track, but she had already admitted it, and now Billy knew.

Billy's grin grew even wider. He could see the conflict in Mary Beth's eyes, the battle between her shame and the thrill that she was trying to deny. He leaned back on the couch, his hands behind his head. "Oh, Mary Bare, you really are a pervert, aren't you? You mean to tell me you're getting excited knowing I'm looking at your tits and pussy right now?"

Mary Beth felt a surge of anger. "You shut up!" she spat, her face red and flushed. "You have no idea what it's like to be humiliated like this! You don't know what it's like to have someone take away your power and control!"

It was like Billy had just been slapped. He stood up, almost appearing to tower over her, even though he was technically shorter by two inches. He had rage in his eyes as he looked at her. "Shut up, Mary Beth," he said, his voice icy. "I know exactly what it's like to have my power and control taken away. You did it to me! You humiliated me, you made me feel like I was nothing, just a plaything for you to use and abuse!"

Mary Beth could see the anger in his eyes, and she felt her own rage rising up inside her. "You deserved it, Billy!" she shot back. "You're nothing but a stupid, perverted boy! You deserved everything I did to you and more!"

"Fine, if that's what you think of me, then I might as well be a big pervert! Touch yourself, Mary Beth! Touch yourself and show me what a big pervert you think I am!" Billy shouted, his voice full of anger. "Show me how much you hate me and what a pervert you think I am!"

"No! I won't do that!" Mary Beth exclaimed, her voice trembling.

Billy reached around her and smacked her already red and welted bottom! "You will! You have to! And I'm going to spank you until you do, so you'd better get to it!" he yelled, as his hand came down on her bottom again! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Okay, okay!" Mary Beth yelped, her hands moving from her head, to quickly rub her poor, abused tushie. She was so sore from the switchings, she could hardly stand it. "I'll touch myself!" she said, trying to ignore the sting of the smacks on her skin.

Mary Beth felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment as her hand slid down her naked body, her fingers hesitating for a moment before she finally made contact with her wet, aching pussy. The sound of her fingers rubbing against her slick folds filled the room, and she couldn't help but close her eyes as the pleasure began to build. She could hear Billy and Katie's breathing quicken, their eyes locked on her naked body as she touched herself.

Billy couldn't believe his eyes as he watched Mary Beth touch herself. He had never seen a girl do that before, and it was the most incredible sight he had ever seen. The way her fingers moved, the way she moaned, the way she seemed to be in a world of her own - it was all so erotic and intoxicating. He could feel his own arousal growing, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of Mary Beth pleasuring herself. For a moment, he forgot all about his anger and humiliation, his entire focus on the beautiful, naked girl in front of him.

Mary Beth couldn't help but moan as her fingers danced across her clit, the pleasure building with each touch. She felt so embarrassed, so exposed, but at the same time, she couldn't stop. She was lost in the sensation, the way her body responded to her own touch. She could feel her orgasm building, her body trembling with need, and she knew she was close to the edge.

"Mary Beth," Billy said, his voice husky with arousal. "Tell me how much you hate me and what a pervert you are."

Mary Beth could hear the desire in his voice, and it only made her own pleasure grow. She moaned, her fingers moving faster and faster as she approached her climax. "I hate you, Billy," she gasped. "You're a big pervert, and I hate you!"

"You're the pervert, Mary Beth. You're touching yourself in front of me and my sister." Billy countered, "And you love it, don't you?"

Mary Beth couldn't deny it. She felt a rush of shame and embarrassment wash over her, but she couldn't stop. She was too close, too lost in the sensation of her fingers moving over her clit. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tense and trembling with need. "Yes," she gasped. "Yes, I love it!"

Mary Beth could feel that she was about to go over the edge, her body trembling with need. She had never experienced anything like this before, the pleasure building inside her like a tidal wave. "Oh, yes!" she cried out, her fingers dancing across her clit, her body shaking with pleasure. "Oh, yes!"

"Mary Beth Parker!" her mother's voice suddenly rang out from the kitchen doorway. Mary Beth's eyes flew open, and she saw her mom staring at her, her eyes wide with shock. "What on earth do you think you're doing?" she asked, her voice sharp with anger. "How dare you do such a disgusting thing in my house!"

Mary Beth couldn't believe what had happened, the humiliation of being caught masturbating in front of her mother, Billy, and his little sister was too much to bear. "Billy told me to do it!" she yelled, pointing an accusatory finger at him. "He made me touch myself while you were gone!"

Billy's face turned a little red, but he knew what to say to the situation. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Parker. It's just... well, Mary Beth made me do the same thing when you went to your Civic Club meeting. She made me play with myself in front of her and all her friends." He said, his voice full of shame and embarrassment.

Mrs. Parker's face softened, as she looked at Billy with sympathy. "Well, Billy, I understand why you did what you did, and I'm not angry with you," she said, her tone gentle.

"What!? Mom!? You're just going to let him get away with that!?" Mary Beth demanded, her face red with embarrassment. "I can't believe you!" she exclaimed, feeling completely betrayed by her own mother. It was so unfair that Billy got to get away with everything, while she had to stand there completely naked and humiliated, with her most private parts on display for the entire world to see. "I hate you, Billy!" she shouted, her voice full of anger and frustration.

"Mary Beth, I'm not going to put up with that kind of language from you," Mrs. Parker said sternly. "I know that you're angry and embarrassed, but that doesn't give you the right to speak to Billy that way. Now, go ahead and finish up before dinner." She said, pointing a finger at Mary Beth's sex. Mary Beth couldn't believe what she was hearing, her own mother telling her to keep doing something so embarrassing and degrading!

"What?? Weren't you just saying it was disgusting?" Mary Beth shouted, her face flushing with embarrassment and anger. "How can you tell me to do it again!?" She couldn't believe her mother would be so cruel, forcing her to continue to touch herself in front of everyone.

"Well, Mary Beth," Mrs. Parker began, her voice stern, "If it was something you made poor Billy do, then I only think it's fair that he get to watch you do it too." Her gaze was fixed on her daughter's face, daring her to argue.

Mary Beth's face burned with embarrassment, and she felt tears stinging her eyes as she stared back at her mother. But she knew she couldn't defy her, she had to obey. "Fine," she said, her voice trembling as she began to move her fingers over her clit once more, the sound of her wetness audible to everyone. Now, not only were Billy and Katie watching her touch herself, but her own mother too! How would she ever be able to look her mother in the eye again after doing this in front of her?

As the orgasm overtook her, Mary Beth couldn't help but cry out, her body shaking with the intensity of the release. She could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in gasps as her whole body jerked in pleasure. As the sensations began to fade, she looked up, and saw that her mother had a smirk on her lips, as she leaned against the door frame with her arms folded. She seemed to be pleased that her daughter had been so humiliated, and Mary Beth couldn't help but feel a twinge of betrayal at that look. How could her own mother enjoy her suffering like that?

"Alright, Mary Beth, now that that's out of your system, let's go eat dinner," Mrs. Parker said, clapping her hands. Mary Beth couldn't believe that her own mother had forced her to touch herself in front of her and Billy, and now she was just expected to go eat dinner like nothing had happened.

As Mary Beth followed her mother, Billy, and Katie to the kitchen, her face still burning with embarrassment and shame, she couldn't help but feel like a prisoner in her own home. She hated that she had been forced to touch herself in front of everyone, and she hated even more that Billy and her own mother had been the ones to order her to do it.

When dinner was through, Mrs. Parker had Mary Beth and Katie wash all the dishes, as part of their punishment for the day. Once she seemed satisfied, she finally dismissed the girls.

"Mom, can I go to my room for the night?" Mary Beth asked, her voice trembling.

"Fine," Mrs. Parker replied, giving her a stern look. "I know it's been a long day for you, but remember, no clothes until the punishment jar is empty. Is that clear? If I find you wearing anything, I'll bump it up to a month. Now, off you go." Mary Beth's face fell, but she knew better than to argue. She quickly turned and ran up the stairs to her bedroom, not bothering to even look back.

Katie headed off to bed too, leaving Mrs. Parker and Billy all on their own, as they took a seat in the living room. It had been a long and eventful day, and they both knew they needed some time to talk and decompress.

"Billy, I want you to know how truly sorry I am," Mrs. Parker started, her voice wavering. "I would have never punished you that way if I thought for a second that Mary Beth was the one to come up with the punishments. I hope you might be able to forgive me one day?"

Billy nodded his head, feeling a mixture of emotions. "I understand. I know it wasn’t your fault, Mrs. Parker. I forgive you," he replied, his voice soft. "I know that you were just trying to do what my mom said, and follow the rules of the punishment jar. I guess, I just wonder, why did you make me stay naked for even longer when I kept arguing with you? My mom always just makes me pick another slip from the jar when I try to argue."

Mrs. Parker blushed deeply, still remembering what the handsome boy looked like naked. "Well, I was... I just..." she stuttered, not sure how to answer.

Billy had to laugh, recognizing the look she was giving him for the first time. It was the same look Mary Beth had given him over the last week every time she had seen him naked. He felt like he was learning a lot about women. "Thanks for suggesting that Mary Beth play with herself in front of me, tonight. I don't know if I would have ever had the guts to make her do it on my own."

Mrs. Parker blushed again, this time out of shame. "When you and the other boys told me that she made you do that in front of her multiple times, I just knew that we were dealing with something more than just a curious girl. And she still refuses to apologize for it. Well, you and I are going to teach that girl some empathy, even if we have to whip it into her with another long switching."

Billy chuckled softly. "It was funny, seeing the way her eyes got all big when you yelled her name, pretending like you caught her. You sure fooled her. You even fooled me a little, and I knew you were coming." Billy was surprised at how well she had played the part of a stern mother, when really she had been secretly behind the show all along. Billy was also surprised that she was willing to help him get back at Mary Beth that way.

"Well, Billy," Mrs. Parker said, patting his shoulder, "You and I need to get to bed. The other parents will be here pretty early tomorrow, to watch the girls pick their first slip. It should be quite an interesting day."

Billy smiled, nodding as he stood up. "I don't know whether I want them to pick one of my slips right away, or if I want them to pick them at the end. I still can't wait to find out what the other boys put on their slips."

Mrs. Parker stood up, giggling a little at his excitement. "Goodnight, Billy," she said, surprising him by giving him a little hug and ruffling his hair. "Sleep tight." With that, she disappeared up the stairs, leaving Billy to his own thoughts.

He couldn't help but feel a strange mix of emotions as he climbed the stairs to the spare bedroom. He knew he was still angry at Mary Beth for the things she had put him through, but at the same time, he felt a twinge of excitement at the thought of getting back at her and making her experience some of the same humiliation and discomfort that he had been forced to endure. And it didn’t hurt that Mary Beth had such a nice body, as far as he was concerned. As he crawled into bed, he couldn't help but smile to himself, thinking about all the embarrassments the girls, Mary Beth especially, were going to go through, starting tomorrow, because of the punishment jar!

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