By FireBloom and
FrostByte
novalegion451@gmail.com
Copyright 2026 by FireBloom and FrostByte, all rights reserved
[5,278 words]
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story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
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FireBloom says ... Hey, everybody. I'm happy to say that, for
the first time in months, Jamie and I are writing together again. We
were working on a story that we really liked, but that just wasn't
coming together. So, with one week left to the June update, we decided
to try writing something new. This is what we came up with. Hope you
enjoy it!
FrostByte says ... Believe it or not, Kit
and I sat down at a desk with absolutely nothing in mind, and in the
space of thirty minutes, we made up the entire plotline of this story.
Funny how inspiration works sometimes. Of course, it is taking us a lot
longer than that to turn the plotline ideas into actual words. Please
let us know if you like it!
7. Culture Shock (Part 1)
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7. Culture Shock (Part 1)
The Morgan Family
Richard, 46
Bonnie, 42
Van, 18
Mary, 17
Jasper, 15
Gemma, 15
Amber, 14
The Guest
Shray, 18
DING!
"Yes, you heard right."
Bonnie Morgan cradled her phone between her ear and shoulder as she took the freshly baked bread out of the oven.
"We agreed to host that exchange student from ... uh ... "
She tilted her head slightly, wrinkling her eyebrows.
" ... Zylphia,
I think they said was the name of his country ... No, I've never heard
of it, either. From the way Richard described it, it sounds like a very
... exotic ... place."
Bonnie giggled.
"Yes, I agree,
judging by what we've heard of Zylphia, 'exotic' is indeed the word ...
Anyway, the boy's name is Shray ... Uh-huh ... And he'll be staying
with us for the entire academic year, about ten months ... No, I
haven't spoken to him myself, but Richard tells me he seems delightful.
Very respectful young man, he was going on and on about how grateful he
is to us for hosting him while he's attending university in the city."
Bonnie looked up from the okra she was chopping.
"He'll be arriving in three days," she said, looking at the calendar on
the wall. "Right now, I'm doing a practice run ... I'm cooking a
traditional Zylphian dinner. When Shray gets here, I want him to feel
right at home."
She sighed as she poured the okra into the steaming pot on the stove.
"It's a very difficult meal to prepare," said Bonnie, gripping her
phone tightly. "First of all, the recipe wasn't easy to get a hold of.
Funnily enough, you don't find many cookbooks of Zylphian cuisine at
the bookstore. And then, it requires a lot of unusual ingredients, and
the directions are also oddly persnickety about cooking times and
temperatures."
Bonnie folded her arm as she leaned back against the counter.
"Still, I know that I've got the easy job tonight ... Oh, you heard
about that, huh? ... Well, Richard is in the living room right now and
- "
Her thoughts were interrupted by the kitchen door swinging open, and her husband poking his head through.
"Well?" asked Bonnie.
Richard grimaced.
"The kids ... aren't taking it as well as I'd hoped they would." He
shook his head. "Not that I was expecting them to be happy."
* * * * *
"Hey, Dad." Van poked his father's shoulder. "They're getting restless."
"Okay, son," sighed Richard.
"I'll have dinner ready in a couple of hours," said Bonnie, giving her husband a sympathetic gaze.
"Thanks."
Richard followed his son back into the living room.
Van's younger brother, Jasper, was looking out the window, pausing
occasionally to glance at his three beautiful sisters, all sitting on
the couch ... and sliding his eyes down the girls' bodies ...
Jasper's twin sister, Gemma, had her hands folded in her lap. Her face
was rigid and expressionless, a striking contrast to her older sister,
Mary, who was positively contorting herself in fury. On the far end of
the couch was the youngest in the family, Amber, whose normally placid
face was buried in her hands.
Richard's eyes scanned the room,
searching for just a glimmer of hope, and finding none. He opened his
mouth, but whatever words started to emerge were quickly lost in the
cacophony of teenaged voices that suddenly erupted.
"Daddy, this is crazy!" cried Amber.
"I can't believe you're really going to make us do this!" burst out Mary.
"Dad, I really don't think this is a good idea." Van's tone was the most measured, but still higher than his usual even pitch.
Jasper walked over to the couch and sat on the edge of it. He glanced
at Gemma, who looked back at him before fixing her eyes on her father.
"Kids, listen." Richard took a deep breath. "Shray is going to be our
guest for the next ten months, and we should not make him feel
uncomfortable. We have to respect his - "
"And that means we have to be NAKED?!" exclaimed Mary.
"We all agreed to be sensitive to the differences in culture and tradition - "
"We didn't agree to be NAKED!" shouted Mary and Amber in unison.
Before Richard could say any more, Jasper cleared his throat.
"I don't know," he said with a small shrug, glancing at his sisters. He
chuckled as he added, "Something about it appeals to me."
A
moment later, Jasper yelped "OW!" He grimaced as he rubbed his arm,
where Mary and Amber had both slugged him. Gemma gave her twin a
pitying look, but still said nothing.
"Jasper, please,"
Richard groaned, rubbing his head. "Look, kids, as I was saying before,
you need to understand that where Shray comes from, they have a very
... "
While her father was talking, Gemma opened her backpack and began pulling out several printouts.
" ... They have a very different sense of personal modesty than we do," finished Richard.
"No kidding," muttered Mary.
"It is perfectly routine for teenagers, and even adults, to be naked at
all times in Zylphia," said Gemma, quite matter-of-factly.
All eyes in the room turned to Gemma, who was flipping through the papers in her lap.
"Gemma, what are you doing?" asked Van, blinking rapidly.
"I've been researching Zylphian culture," said Gemma, not looking up.
She adjusted her glasses before continuing, "It is really quite
fascinating. For example, did you know that when a teenaged girl in
Zylphia goes out in public, she is always expected to be accompanied by
one of her brothers? It's sort of a signal to other teenaged boys."
"'This girl is my sister, so keep your hands to yourself' ... ?" guessed Jasper.
"Not precisely," said Gemma. "More like ... 'If you're interested in her, then I'm the one you need to negotiate with.'"
"Don't even think it!" snarled Mary, glaring at Jasper, who held up his hands innocently.
Richard cleared his throat, loudly enough to carry through the entire living room.
"Kids, please." Richard shook his head. "Gemma, where did you even find that stuff?"
"It wasn't easy. Zylphia is very obscure, even for a microstate. But my history teacher helped me locate a few data sources."
"They really go around naked in that place?" asked Jasper interestedly, leaning over Gemma's shoulders.
"Yes," said Gemma, pulling out a page from her notes. "Teenaged girls,
and even adult women, are routinely naked in Zylphia. Also, teenaged
boys and adult men are often naked as well."
Gemma paused.
"It looks like that's primarily because of the climate in Zylphia. It is perpetually summer there, very hot and humid."
"Well, it isn't summer here," Van observed.
"That's right." Mary seized on the point. "It's autumn now."
"And the weather is already turning cold, Daddy," added Amber.
"They have a point," even Jasper had to admit.
Richard was quiet for a long moment. Finally, he nodded.
"Very well," he said.
"So we don't all have to be naked?" asked Van hopefully.
"No, you don't." Richard shook his head.
Van, Mary, and Amber all let out an audible sigh of relief. Jasper
shrugged. Gemma looked downward, her face softening just slightly.
"You don't all have to be naked." Richard paused before adding, "Just the girls."
"WHAT?!" shrieked Mary and Amber in unison, their faces instantly twisting in shock, disbelief, and outrage.
Gemma's face was absolutely frozen.
Van was blinking rapidly again, his brain trying to process what he'd just heard.
Jasper's eyes were round as he ran his gaze over his sisters, and down
their bodies, again. For the 15-year-old boy, this had just taken a
most intriguing turn.
"Daddy, you just said ... " Mary's protest trailed off as her father held up his hand.
"Gemma," said Richard, "You seem to have done a lot of research on
Zylphia. I'm sure you must know a bit about their traditions regarding
girls."
Gemma nodded.
"What I said before," she
clarified, "is that the summer climate in Zylphia is the reason why
boys and men are often naked. For girls, and women, it's a different
matter. It's a longstanding, deeply rooted cultural tradition in
Zylphia that females, especially teenagers, must be naked at all times."
"I knew it!" exploded Mary. "It just figures, some stupid, patriarchal
society that probably hasn't evolved in five or six centuries, if you
think that ..."
Mary continued railing, not noticing that all five of the other people in the room had already tuned her out.
Richard sighed. Van, Jasper, and even Amber were exchanging looks that said Here we go again ...
"Zylphia is not really a patriarchal country, Mary," said Gemma,
leafing through the pages of her printouts. "Actually, they have more
women in positions of power than men."
"Then why ... ?" asked Van.
Gemma looked up, folding her hands in her lap.
"Protection," she said seriously. "Zylphian society regards women, and
especially girls, as precious, beloved, delicate, vulnerable, and must
be cherished and protected above all else in the world."
Gemma adjusted her glasses again.
"In Zylphia, protecting girls is considered to be of paramount
importance. This drives many of their longstanding customs regarding
girls."
"What exactly is being naked supposed to protect a girl from?" asked Amber, her eyebrows wrinkling.
"From being undressed against her will," explained Gemma.
There was a long pause in the room.
"You know," said Mary, breaking the silence at last, "I have a terrible
fear that if I think about that for too long, it will actually start to
make sense."
"Daddy," Amber's voice was cracking. She
wrapped her arms tightly around her body as she asked, "You're not
really going to make us be naked, are you?"
"We all agreed to
try to make our guest feel comfortable," Richard reminded her. "We
agreed to respect the traditions in his country."
"Yeah, well,
it's ALSO a tradition in his country for girls to be gagged and bound,"
said Mary heatedly. "Do you intend to follow THAT, too?"
"Say what?" asked Van.
"Here," said Mary, holding up a paper that she had just snatched from
Gemma. "In Zylphian culture, it is routine for females, especially
teenaged girls, to not only be naked, but also have their hands bound
and to be gagged."
Gemma glanced at the page her sister had
taken from her. She then took a pencil out of her backpack and began
scribbling in the margin of the page still in her lap.
"And what, may I ask, is the value in not letting girls talk?" demanded Amber.
"I would think that would be obvious - OW!"
Jasper scowled as he rubbed his arm again, where Mary and Amber had both slugged him again, in the exact same spot as before.
This time, Gemma did not give her twin her usual pitying look. Instead,
she tore a corner off the page in her lap and folded it in her hand.
"I must have missed that part," said Richard, taking the paper Mary was
holding. "You know, you're right, sweetheart, you girls should be
gagged and bound while Shray is here. We should respect all Zylphian
customs. Thank you for bringing that to my attention, Mary."
"Yeah, thanks, Mary," growled Amber.
"So, how is everything going?" asked Bonnie, walking in from the
kitchen. She took one look around the living room, and said, "That bad,
huh?"
"How's dinner, dear?" asked Richard.
"Good," said Bonnie. "It's simmering ... or ... whatever it is that Zylphian food does."
"Mom, thank God you're here." Mary got to her feet. "Would you please
talk some sense into Dad? He wants all of us girls to walk around naked
while - "
"Mary, please." Bonnie held up her hand to cut off
her daughter's pleas. "I already know all about it, and girls, I agree
with your father. We all accepted the responsibility of being a host
family, and part of that responsibility is treating our guest like a
member of our family. We need to make him feel at home, and your father
and I decided at the beginning that we should all respect the
traditions of his home country."
"But Mom - " whined Mary and Amber in unison.
"Girls, please, this is important," said Richard. "Honestly ... Look at
your mother. She's going to have to be naked, too, and you don't see
her complaining about it."
"That's right, I ... Wait, what?" Bonnie's eyes widened, now fixed on her husband.
Richard blinked.
"Uh, yes, dear, you have to be naked, too," he said slowly, and very hesitantly. "I ... I thought that was understood."
"Well, um, I," stammered Bonnie, "I just sort of assumed that was for the girls. I didn't realize that I was going to ... "
"Adult women are generally naked in Zylphia, too, Mom," piped up Gemma. "It says so right here."
Bonnie was frozen. Richard placed a hand on his wife's shoulder.
"Honey," he said, lowering his voice, "I was kind of counting on you to set a good example for our daughters here."
For a long moment, there was a heavy silence in the room.
"We're in the clear now," Mary whispered to Amber. "There is no way Mom will agree to this, and besides - "
Amber never heard what her sister was about to say, because at that
moment, to the utter disbelief of her children, Bonnie unzipped her
dress and pulled it off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor.
Her bra and panties soon followed, and Bonnie was now standing, naked, and blushing intensely, before her husband and children.
"Thank you," whispered Richard.
Bonnie smiled weakly.
"Wow," breathed Jasper. "Mom, you've been working out - OW!"
Jasper rubbed his arm, wondering how it is that Mary and Amber always manage to hit the exact same spot.
"Okay," said Richard, turning to his children. "Mary. Gemma. Amber.
Girls. I think you should all follow your mother's example."
"Yeah," said Jasper enthusiastically. "C'mon, girls, take it off - OW!"
Gemma got up from the couch and gently rubbed Jasper's arm. where their
sisters had slugged him yet again. She gave her twin another pitying
look as she did so, before placing her hand comfortingly in his.
"Well, c'mon, girls," continued Jasper. "I mean, if an old lady like Mom can do it - "
"Jasper, sweetheart, would you like me to slug you myself?" asked Bonnie.
"Girls," said Richard again. "I really think that you should - "
"Dad, maybe we should let the girls ease into this," said Van hesitantly.
"Yeah," said Jasper, putting his hands in his pockets. "What if we
start by having the girls wear bikinis instead of being naked? Let the
girls get used to that, and then we'll go from there."
"I can live with that," said Gemma at once.
Mary and Amber exchanged looks.
"Girls," urged their mother. "At least give it a try."
"Fine," said Amber exasperatedly, and Mary slowly nodded.
"Come on," said Gemma, heading for the stairs, with her sisters reluctantly following.
As soon as the girls had gone up the stairs, Jasper pulled a small scrap of paper from his pocket.
"Dad ... Mom ... I've got an idea ... "
* * * * *
"There it is, Zylphia," said Gemma, pointing to a tiny dot on the map on her wall.
"Huh, would you look at that." Mary squinted as she gazed at the dot. "Gee, I always thought a fly did that."
"I can't believe we're doing this," mumbled Amber as she slipped into her yellow bikini.
"Tell me about it," said Mary. "I was supposed to have a slumber party next Saturday night."
"Dad would probably insist that everyone in the house follow our new
rules while Shray is here," observed Gemma. She regarded her older
sister seriously. "Would your friends still come if they knew they had
to be naked?"
Mary was quiet for a long minute.
"Believe it or not, they will," she said at last. "As soon as I got
wind of what was going to happen, I told my friends about it. Most of
the girls were surprised, and hesitated, but then they said, 'I'll do it if the other girls do.'"
Mary tapped her lips thoughtfully.
"All except for Irene and Melanie. They both said they'd have no
problem being naked, and then they looked at their boyfriends, Kieran
and Jay, and giggled."
She shook her head.
"Sometimes, I really wonder about them ... "
* * * * *
"Honey, please, not so tight," murmured Bonnie.
Jasper finished tying his mother's wrists together behind her back, all
the while trying his best not to linger on the view too long. He picked
up a long white cloth from the table.
"Try not to enjoy this too much, sweetheart," said Bonnie sardonically.
As soon as Bonnie turned her face away from Jasper, he smiled. Jasper
figured that he had to be living every teenaged boy's dream, to make
his mother stop talking.
Mary, Gemma, and Amber came down the
stairs just as Jasper finished gagging Bonnie. All three girls froze in
mid-step, gazing with round eyes and open mouths at their mother, now
gagged and bound in addition to being naked.
Jasper let out a
long whistle, making no effort to hide his ogling at how positively
stunning Mary, Gemma, and Amber looked in their tiny bikinis. All three
girls instantly turned bright red.
"Knock it off, Jasper," said Van sharply, although he, too, could not help sliding his eyes up and down his sisters' bodies.
Even Richard could not refrain from casting an admiring gaze at the visual spectacle.
"Wh-Why is Mom tied up?" asked Amber hesitantly. "Why is she gagged?"
"I think we know why," murmured Gemma.
"Girls," said Richard, picking up some cords from the living room table. "Turn around, and hands behind your backs."
"Oh, no," said Mary. Everybody in the room could practically see steam coming from her ears as she snarled, "Hell, no - "
"Daddy, please," squeaked Amber. "Daddy - "
"Shray will be here in three days," said Richard calmly. "I think we
should use that time to prepare for his arrival. Girls, your mother has
agreed to spend the next few days getting used to this arrangement, and
I think you should follow her example."
Bonnie looked at her daughters and gave a small, helpless shrug.
Richard handed some of the cords to his sons. As they approached the
girls, Gemma was the first to turn around and offer her wrists behind
her back.
"Good girl," said Jasper, tying his twin sister's hands together, trying not to make them too tight.
Amber reluctantly followed her sister's lead, and let her father bind
her hands. Mary let out a long sigh before offering her own wrists to
Van.
Mary put her foot down, however, when she saw Jasper pick up the cloths from the table.
"No!" Mary jerked away from Van. "You are not going to gag us!"
"Princess," began Richard.
"Dad, wait," said Van. "Maybe we should take it slow, not to overwhelm the girls."
Richard paused, and then nodded.
"Very well. For now, we'll just tie you girls up, but we won't gag you."
Mary lowered her head, letting out a small grumble. It wasn't much of a
concession, but she was starting to feel like she should take any
victory she could get, no matter how small.
With her head down, however, Mary didn't notice her father and brothers giving each other a slight nod.
"HEY!" Gemma suddenly shrieked.
When Gemma had felt Jasper's fingers loosening the knot on her bikini
top, she reflexively pulled away and turned to face him, which caused
her bikini top to slide off her body completely. The already blushing
girl turned even more crimson as her breasts were now exposed to the
entire room.
Jasper grinned wickedly as he held up Gemma's
bikini top in his hand. Normally, Mary and Amber would have slugged him
in the arm again for this, but with their hands bound behind their
backs, the girls could do nothing but watch helplessly as Jasper took a
firm grip of Gemma's arm with one hand, and yanked her bikini bottoms
down with the other, leaving her completely naked.
"Daddy!" Amber looked at her father with emotion-filled eyes as he took hold of her arm, and gently fingered her bikini.
"Now, Amber, baby, trust me, it'll be okay," said Richard soothingly as
his youngest daughter's eyes filled with tears. As he unclasped Amber's
bikini top, he nodded to his older son and said, "Van, you can relieve
Mary of her bikini."
"You tricked us!" cried Mary, trying to wiggle out of Van's grip as her own bikini top was pulled off her body.
Van gazed at his sister with sympathy, but he could not keep a certain
amount of excitement out of his eyes as he slid his gaze from her bare
breasts down to her bikini bottoms. Tied as she was, Mary could do
nothing to stop her brother from pulling her last shred of dignity down
her long legs.
"We said that we would start with you girls in
bikinis, and go from there," said Jasper coolly. "We never said how
long it would be before we did."
Bonnie's heart ached for her
daughters, but at the same time, she couldn't help feeling a slight
relief that the male eyes in the room were no longer fixed on her.
The three girls all murmured futile protests as Richard, Van, and Jasper prodded them toward the center of the living room.
"Nice," breathed Jasper.
Mary, Gemma, and Amber blushed even harder, acutely aware that having
their hands tied behind their backs meant that their chests were
inevitably thrust outward, which Jasper was making no secret of his
appreciation of.
Just like their mother, the bound girls could
not cover up their nakedness. Mary, Gemma, and Amber all shivered as
their brothers and even their father circled them, taking in the full,
unobstructed view of their beautiful nudity.
"I bet Shray will really appreciate this when he gets here," commented Jasper.
"I don't know." Van shrugged. "He must be used to seeing naked girls, so ... "
"Oh, sure, pile insult on top of injury," muttered Gemma. "Not only do
we have to be naked, you're saying we're not even worth a guy looking
at us."
"Daddy, please," whined Amber, wishing for nothing so much as for the ground to open up and swallow her whole.
Mary's face was tensing up in a way that everybody who ever knew her
recognized, the contortion before she unleashed a firestorm of rage.
She just barely managed to part her lips, however, before her father
clamped his hand over her mouth.
"We promised not to gag you girls tonight, don't make us break that promise," warned Richard.
After a moment, Mary let out a disgruntled mmpphh, but when Richard let go of her mouth, she simply looked down and sulked.
"We did promise no gags," continued Richard, "so ... "
Richard walked over to his wife, and untied Bonnie's gag, pulling it off.
"Thanks, dear," said Bonnie softly. She walked over to the center of
the living room, gazing at her daughters with slight disapproval.
"Girls," she said. "All of that hair down there is quite unsightly. I want each of you to shave it all off. Completely."
"But, Mom - " Amber looked aghast.
"No buts," said Bonnie. "I want all of you girls to shave completely.
Not a single hair anywhere below the neck. I want all of you to glisten."
The girls all stared at their mother, open-mouthed. Jasper and even Van
were trying to smother a laugh. Richard cleared his throat.
"Now, as I said before," said Richard, his voice carrying throughout
the room. "Shray will arrive in three days. I expect all of us,
especially you girls, to spend this time getting used to how things
will be while he is staying with us. Remember, he is from a very
different culture, and we must show respect for his sensibilities."
Bonnie and Van nodded. Jasper waggled his eyebrows. Amber looked on the
verge of tears. Mary was fuming with anger. Gemma's expression was
strangely devoid of emotion.
* * * * *
"It's
a very popular Zylphian meat," explained Bonnie as she ladled the
steaming stew into bowls for her husband and children. "It seems to be
some sort of combination of beef, pork, chicken, fish, and ...
something else, I'm not quite sure ... served in a stew with a number
of ... unique ... vegetables. Well, anyway, I think it smells
wonderful, don't you?"
She passed out the bowls and sat down at the table.
"Eat up, everybody!" said Bonnie enthusiastically.
Bonnie and the girls had had their hands tied in front of them for
dinner, so that they could eat, if a bit awkwardly. It made things
slow, but then, Mary, Gemma, and Amber seemed to be in no hurry to
consume the meal, anyway.
They weren't the only ones. Jasper took a big spoonful of the stew, and instantly froze.
"Well, what do you think?" asked his mother.
Jasper paused, the spoon still in his mouth, as he began to chew the meat.
"It's ... interesting ... Mom," he mumbled.
"Are we going to have to eat like this the whole ten months that he's
here?" asked Amber. She poked at her stew with her spoon,
half-wondering if it was going to poke back.
"Maybe we don't need to respect everything about Zylphian culture," said Richard with a slight cough, wiping his mouth with his napkin.
* * * * *
"And
I really don't think we should put up with it, I mean I understand
respecting other people's cultures, and I'm as much for that as the
next person, but when something is so utterly misogynistic or
disrespectful to one's own personal dignity, I think it is incumbent
upon a person to take a stand for the sake of conscience ... "
Richard had had a feeling that his oldest daughter's silence was not going to last long. He was right.
Not long after dinner ... such as it was ... was served, Mary could no
longer refrain from spinning out a lecture on how sexist and degrading
it was for her, her sisters, and their mother to have to be naked, not
to mention have their hands bound.
"Except for a few
moments like these. I mean, it was very kind of you to untie our hands
so we could wash the dishes, it's nice to know that we can expect to
have our hands free when we're performing a service in this household
... "
As the Morgans were clearing the table and doing the dishes, Mary was still talking to her family ...
... Well, not so much talking to as talking at.
Richard, Bonnie, Van, Jasper, Gemma, and Amber were all listening to
Mary with half an ear, nodding their heads whenever they heard her
pause, on the assumption that it was during this time that they were
expected to agree with her.
Mary was silent for a long moment,
and her parents and siblings finally looked at her, a wave of
nervousness spreading across the kitchen.
"You haven't been listening to a single word I've been saying," Mary accused.
"That's not true," said Van quickly.
"It is true! I just said I wanted to change my name to a semicolon, and you all nodded!"
"I thought it was metaphorical," tried Amber weakly.
"I don't know why I bother," said Mary in disgust. "You know, Dad, you
might as well just go ahead and gag me. Nobody ever listens to me
anyway."
"All right." Richard shrugged. "Jasper, gag your sister."
"With pleasure." Jasper practically leaped toward Mary, a dishtowel already in hand.
"Wha - Don't you know sarcasm when you - Mmmppphhh!"
"I feel like I've been waiting my whole life for this." Jasper grinned
as he tied the dishtowel in and around his scowling sister's mouth.
"You're not going to gag us, too, are you?" asked Amber nervously, glancing at Gemma.
"Jasper, shush," Bonnie chided her younger son as soon she saw his eyes
lighting up. "And listen, both of you boys, stop gawking so much at the
girls. I can understand wanting to appreciate the view, but they're
your sisters, they're not zoo exhibits."
"Sorry, Mom," said Van, lowering his eyes, while Jasper simply shrugged.
"The boys and I will finish cleaning up," volunteered Richard. "Honey, you and the girls can go upstairs."
"Thank you, dear." Bonnie nodded before instructing her sons, "Boys, tie us up."
Bonnie ignored her daughters' groans as she offered her wrists behind
her back to Van. Soon, all four of the female members of the family
were tied up again, Mary the only one gagged in addition.
"Um, Mom, Dad," said Gemma nervously, "are we going to have to be gagged when Shray arrives?"
Mary immediately mmpphhed through her gag, shaking her head emphatically.
"Daddy, please, it's bad enough being tied up and naked," murmured Amber. "Being gagged will make it even worse."
"Girls, we've been through this," started Richard.
"Daddy, what if that guy, um ... tries something with us?" asked Amber, her eyes welling up.
Or what if THEY do? thought Mary sourly, glaring at her all-too-innocent-looking brothers.
"We're vulnerable enough already like this," continued Amber, glancing
down at her naked body, her hands now bound behind her back. "We'll be
ten times more helpless if we're gagged."
Bonnie looked at her husband, who seemed frozen. After a long moment, Richard held up his hands.
"It's up to you, dear," Richard told his wife. "I'm willing to let the girls off the hook for the gags if you are."
Bonnie bit her lip, her face tensing up. Finally, she looked up at her daughters.
* * * * *
To Be Continued ...
Note from the Authors :
Let us know what you think ... What should Bonnie say?
The second and final part of "Culture Shock" will feature one of two endings :
Ending 1 ... "No. You girls will have to be gagged while Shray is here."
Ending 2 ... "All right, girls, you don't have to be gagged when Shray arrives."
Whichever answer Bonnie Morgan gives her daughters will greatly
influence what the coming year will be like in their household. So
please let us know what you think she should say ... and let us know if
you liked our story! :)