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 Title: Three Naughty Girls
Author: Mister Wilson
Keywords: (virg, Mfff, nosex, ped, spank, teen)

   Summary: When I saw what the girls were doing at their slumber party I
was shocked, embarrassed, and angry.  As their baby sitter I had the
authority to discipline them.  I was about to give their bare bottoms the
spankings they deserved.

   Copyright: 2009





   I was shocked.  The girls were misbehaving.  They were having a pillow
fight, while wearing absolutely nothing at all!  Their most private areas
were completely bare to my disapproving eyes.

   I am a single, abstemious, middle aged man of bookish and quiet habits.
Because I am between jobs, my friends often hire me to baby sit for their
children when they are out for the evening.  Because they trust me without
reservations, I am allowed to punish their children if they misbehave. 
Fortunately, it was never necessary until now.

   This evening I was babysitting for the Stevenson's, who had been friends
of mine for years.  Their thirteen year old daughter, Nancy, had invited
two friends, Susan, and Kelley, over for a slumber party.  I had been
reading until 10:00 pm, when I decided it was time for the girls to go to
bed.  They had been making a lot of noise, but it seemed to be innocent
fun.

   When I opened the door to Nancy's bed room I was at first too startled
to say anything.  "Girls!" I finally said, "What do you think you are
doing?"

   "I'm sorry, Mr.  Wilson," Nancy replied, as the embarrassed girls
covered their developing womanhood with their pillows.

   "Don't hide your shame," I ordered, while trying to control my anger. 
"Drop your pillows, and hold your hands by your side." They mutely obeyed.
"I'm disappointed in each of you.  Whose idea was this?"

   "Mine sir," Kelley confessed.

   "Kelley, you are the oldest girl here," I said with a disapproval that I
hoped would be obvious.  "You should have taken more responsibility."

   "Yes, sir," Kelley said sheepishly.

   "Actually, this is my fault," I admitted.  "Nancy, your parents hired me
to baby sit for you not only to protect you from an outside danger, but to
keep you from misbehaving like this.  I have let down your parents, and I
have let down you and your friends.  I wish I could let this go, but in
order to make amends for my previous negligence, I really have no choice
but to give each of you girls ten spanks each.  Put your hands by your
side, and wait for your deserved punishment."

   The girls obeyed.  Even now, I am embarrassed to admit that I was moved
by what I saw.  The three girls were slender, shapely, and developing into
the beautiful women they would become.  Their breasts were developing
nicely.  Their perky nipples indicated sexual arousal.  Their bellies were
taut, and their waists small.  Their rounded hips beautifully framed
vulvae, which did not yet have enough hair to conceal their slits.

   I was afraid the girls would notice that my eyes lingered over their
pubescent charms longer than necessary.  They did notice, and blushed.  I
responded to my self reproach by becoming harsher.

   I remembered that they had child like minds.  That is why they needed to
be protected by consent laws, and why I needed to correct them.  "Kelley,
because this unfortunate episode is your fault, you must go first." As I
sat in a chair, Kelley obediently lay over my lap, and touched the floor
with her hands.  I held her waist, and noticed an unwelcome stirring in me
as I felt her young and taut body.  "With every slap of my hand, I want you
to count the slap, and say, 'Thank you sir.' Do you understand, Kelley?"

   "Yes, Mr.  Wilson," she said quietly.

   Before I delivered my first spank, I ran my hand over Kelley's beautiful
bottom, and said, "I wish I didn't have to do this.  This will hurt me more
than you.  You know that don't you Kelley?"

   "Yes sir." I really was reluctant to begin.  Finally, I gave Kelley's
bare bottom a powerful slap.  "One," she said.  "Thank you sir."

   Because I really did not want to hurt her, I rubbed her bottom, to work
out the sting before spanking her again.  "Two.  Thank you sir."

   "I really wish this wasn't necessary, Kelley," I said as I rubbed my
fingers over the silky smoothness of her hinder part, "But I really need to
correct you."

   "I understand, sir." I spanked her a third time.  "Three.  Thank you
sir."

   I looked at Nancy and Susan.  They stood shyly at attention, showing me
everything they had, and everything I wanted to train them not to show the
lustful boys in their school.  I delivered my fourth spank, a little harder
this time.  "Four.  Thank you sir."

   I would be dishonest not to acknowledge that to my embarrassment and
guilt I was actually enjoying this.  I projected my self reproach by
spanking even harder.  "Five.  Thank you sir." I was afraid that Kelley
would start crying, so to ease her pain I gently ran my hand over her
beautiful buttocks, noticing that what had been pearly white at the
beginning of her punishment was turning into the most delicious shade of
light pink.

   Reluctantly, and gently this time, I spanked again.  "Six.  Thank you
sir."

   Kelley was beginning to squirm, so I held her firmly, and said with a
tone of voice more harsh than I intended, "Kelley, stop moving like that.
Unless you stop I will have no choice but to double the number of your
spanks."

   "I'm sorry, sir.  I'll try to stop." I spanked really hard this time. 
"Seven.  Thank you sir."

   "You only have three spanks to go," I told the naked girl on my lap, as
I fondled the cheeks of her beautiful bottom.  "I know this hurts, but
years from now you will thank me."

   "I know, Mr.  Wilson." I spanked again.  "Eight.  Thank you sir."

   Kelley only had two more spanks to go.  I delivered them forcefully. 
When I was finished she was crying softly.  "Go back and join your
friends," I commanded.  I could not help but enjoy admiring the pink
handiwork of my spanking, even though I felt guilty about my enjoyment. 
When she stood looking at me, she tried to hold her hands in front of her
vulva, so I ordered her to place her hands by her side like the other girls
were required to do.  She obeyed.

   While I looked at Nancy and Susan, wondering who next to spank, Nancy
raised her hand, as if in class.  "Yes, Nancy," I said.

   "Mr.  Wilson, I want you to know that I disapproved of this too.  I
wanted to tell you about it so you would keep it from happening, but I was
afraid Susan and Kelley would think I was a scaredy cat."

   "Thank you, Nancy.  I am glad you told me that.  Kelley and Susan, Nancy
is the youngest girl here, but she had more sense than either of you."

   "We're sorry, Mr.  Wilson," Kelley said.

   "Nancy, I wish I could let you off with only five spanks, but that would
not be fair to your friends, now, would it?"

   "No it wouldn't, Mr.  Wilson.  This is my house, and I should have taken
more responsibility.  I feel guilty about this.  The harder you spank me
the less guilty I will feel."

   "Some people think guilt is a bad thing," I told the girls, "But I think
guilt makes us better people than we would otherwise be.  Now lie over my
lap, Nancy.  I promise I won't be lenient with you."

   "Yes, Mr.  Wilson," Nancy said, as she obediently lay on my lap.  After
fondling her behind, I hit it my hardest slap so far.  "Oh!" Nancy
exclaimed, "That really hurt.  One.  Thank you sir."

   "I don't like hurting you precious girls," I admitted.  "But if I don't
correct you now, something dreadful may happen to you later."

   "We know, Mr.  Wilson," Nancy said.  I slapped her bare cheeks harder.
"That hurt even more.  Two.  Thank you sir."

   "I hope you remember how much it hurts the next time you think of
misbehaving like this," I warned.  After rubbing Nancy's bare bottom, I
slapped it again.

   "Three.  Thank you sir."

   Nancy tried to endure her spanking, even though it was more severe than
Kelley's.  Nevertheless, when I was finished she was sobbing, and tears ran
down her face.  She returned to her friends, knowing better than to hide
her private area as I looked at the three girls.

   Because I was no longer willing to hurt these beautiful girls, Susan's
spanking was the mildest of all.

   When I was finished, I looked at the three naked, chastened girls, and
said, "I hope I never have to do that again.  Because you are innocent
young virgins I need to be protective toward you, somewhat strict, and this
evening, harsher than I wish was necessary.  Do you girls think you learned
something tonight?"

   "Yes, Mr.  Wilson," Susan said, "We certainly do." She walked up to me,
and while still quite naked, hugged me and kissed me on the cheek.  "I'm
glad you did this.  It shows you care about us."

   That really flustered me.  I could feel myself blush as I stammered,
"Now I want you girls to get into your pajamas, and get into bed.  It is
way past your bed time."

   "Yes, Mr.  Wilson," Nancy said.  "Are you going to tell our parents
about this?"

   "I probably should but because this is your first offense of this nature
I won't.  Just make sure it doesn't happen again."

   "We will, Mr.  Wilson."

   Before closing the door I said, "Now I don't want to hear a lot of
talking or giggling.  You girls really must go to sleep."

   When I returned to my chair to resume my reading I heard some muffled
giggling, but I decided to let it go.

   The Stevensons returned home a little after two in the morning.  Mrs. 
Stevenson said, "Everything sounds quiet.  Did the girls behave?"

   I dislike lying under any circumstances, but I said, "Yes.  They were
like little angels."

   "I'm so glad," Mrs.  Stevenson said.  "You're such a good influence on
them."

   Several months later Kelley's mother called me at home, and asked if I
would be able to babysit during a slumber party Kelley was having for Nancy
and Susan.  "All three of the girls want you to be their baby sitter.  You
must let them get away with murder," she laughed.

   "I certainly hope not," I said.  "I dislike disciplining children.  I
try to make them want to do what they know they should do."

   "And you do it very well," Kelley's mother said.  "That is why we feel
so confident knowing that you are there to keep them safe."



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