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Alternate Discipline Plan in Europe
Copyright (C) 2009 by VeerleNIP

This is a work of fiction.
All characters are of no age because they are not real people.
This story is intended to be read and enjoyed by consenting adults only.
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Please do not treat this as a guide for real life, it is only a work of fiction.
Do not read this story if descriptions of nudity, sex and sexual
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Chapter 14


Sandra had closed the front door behind her, and she let out a sigh of
pleasure this time. She rested with her back against the door and
reminisced about what just had happened.

When she thought back on how Frederik had pulled her closer and had
kissed her full on the lips, she could feel how her heart started
beating faster again and how happy butterflies were playing in her
tummy.

And she started smiling when she thought about how she had swayed her
hips to entice Frederik a little more when she had walked away from
him. What a view must that have been for him, watching her while she
shook her naked bum at him. It made her all giggly at the inside.

And when she had looked at him, when she stood in front of the door,
she had seen how he must have liked it. She then had given him a last
smile and a quick wave goodbye, before slipping inside her home.

If only she could have taken him inside with her, she thought.
However, Sandra knew that it wouldn't be the best day for him to meet
her parents. And thinking about this last part, her smile went away,
and she felt how she was slowly feeling as a little girl again that
had to face up to her parents, after she had done something naughty.

With her hands, she pushed her body away from the door. She walked
through the short hallway and around the corner into the living room.
When she had walked past the staircase, that went to the upper floor,
she had dropped her schoolbag in front of it.

She could see the back of her mother's head, she was sitting in the
sofa that stood in front of the television. To the right, she could
see how her dad stood in front of the window.

She came a little closer, and she felt how her courage was slipping
away. She took a last deep breath and then said very softly, "Mum?
Dad?"

Her mother didn't move, but Sandra saw how her dad turned around and
looked at her. She kept on watching her father's eyes, expecting to
see how mad or disgusted he would be with her, but instead he just
looked at her and Sandra even thought she could see some sorrow in his
eyes. He sure didn't look mad at all.

However, because her dad just kept on looking at her and didn't say
anything, she had no idea about what would happen next. She started to
feel uncomfortable again, and she could feel how her emotions were
taking over. She did her best not to cry, but she could feel how the
tears were welling up in her eyes. Then Sandra lowered her head and
while looking down on her own body, she said the only thing that she
could come up with, "I'm sorry!"

The house went completely silent now, you even couldn't hear anyone
breathing. Sandra could feel how the tension was building in her body,
and then it happened, the emotions got the best of her, and she could
feel how her tears were running down her cheeks.

There went a lot of thoughts through her mind now. "Why are they not
saying anything? Are they ashamed of me? Am I so disgusting in their
eyes? Please! Just say something! Anything! But don't let me just
stand here! All alone and naked!"

While she was thinking this all, she finally noticed that her dad
started to move. He was walking up to her and then... then she felt
how he put his arms around her while he said, "Don't cry honey, it's
not that bad!"

At this point, Sandra completely broke down, she wrapped her arms
around her dad and started sobbing out loud while she put her head
against his shoulder.

While Sandra's dad was stroking her back with his hand, he was
thinking back on the strange meeting that he had had earlier on the
day with Inspector LeGrand. She had called for him just in the
afternoon. And he had totally no idea what she wanted from him, he
wasn't working on a case for her, and they normally didn't fraternize
at the precinct.

When he arrived at her office, he was immediately let in, and he was
even more surprised that she asked him to sit down. Normally, when he
arrived there, she would give him a file, and away he was again.
However, this time, it seemed like she wanted to have a serious talk
with him.

"Charles." She said in a voice that promised no good. "I need to tell
you something before you hear it from somebody else."

Charles was getting a little worried and asked, "Are you OK?"

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine." She said, feeling a little happy with the
fact that the first thing he thought about was that there was maybe
something wrong with her.

"The thing that I need to talk to you about has something to do with
your daughter." And then she saw how Charles was looking even more
worried, and she quickly said, "NO! She is fine too!"

"Girl! You almost gave me a heart attack!" Charles said with a sigh of
relief. "So, what is this about my daughter then?"

"Well, I had to go to her school today, because... and please don't be
mad with her... but I had to put her on a full week of police ADP!"

Charles's eyes opened wide. "Oh God, what has she done now?" He
thought, but before he could ask something, Veronique went on with,
"I'm sure you have heard about that message from 'Little Blue
Dragon'?"

"Yes." He answered with suspicion in his voice.

"Well, they finally found the girl, and... it's your daughter Charles."

When he heard her say this, he felt a little tremble going through his
body, and then he said, "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes," Veronique answered him, "and she has already confessed to it."

"God! Why is she always doing those stupid things?" Charles said out
loud, but he wasn't saying this as a question for Veronique, but more
as a statement to himself.

"Charles, I need to ask you something." Veronique said. "I'm sure you
are mad about your daughter for doing this, but please when you see
her this evening, don't be mad with her!"

Charles grunted a little and asked a little annoyed, "And why wouldn't I?"

"Because, I think she will have it already hard enough this week, and
she will need all the support that she can get at home."

Charles just kept on sitting there without saying anything, Veronique
could clearly see that he was very angry with his daughter. So she
decided to explain it to him why she had asked this from him and said,
"You need to know some other things about your daughter!"

"More!" He said. "What else has she done?"

"Well, you know that guy from the tattoo parlor?"

"Yes."

"Well, he was right, she is the girl with that tattoo."

Veronique saw that Charles's face changed, but surprisingly his face
wasn't getting madder, but he calmed down a little and said, "Well,
that explains why she didn't want to go swim with us anymore. I
already was sure she must have gotten a tattoo, because she always
loved to swim so much in the past, so I already had my suspicions."

It was now Veronique's turn to look surprised at him, and then she
asked, "So you aren't mad about that?"

"No," Charles said with some pleasure in his voice, "she is just like
her mother in that way."

"Don't tell me that Aunt Shirley has a tattoo?"

Charles smiled and said, "It's why I love her so much. She's got a..."

"No, don't tell me! Please, I don't want to know it."

Charles laughed after he had heard Veronique say this and Veronique
was glad that he was taking it all so well, she had been afraid that
when Charles found out about this, he would... well, she didn't know
what he would do, but she sure didn't think he would take it this
calmly.

"And do you know about her piercings?" Veronique asked, now that the
tension was gone.

"Her belly piercing? Sure we saw it enough during this summer."

"And the other piercings?"

"Others?" Charles said with some surprise in his voice, but then he
remembered the picture that he had seen of that tattoo and what else
that was showing on that picture. "Oh shit! She has pierced her vulva,
hasn't she?"

"That's right, she has pierced her hood." Veronique said. "But that's
not all, she had also pierced both her nipples with the same kind of
ring!"

Again, there was an awkward quietness in the room. Veronique could see
how Charles was thinking about what she just had told him.

Then Charles cleared his throat and said, "Well, if she is happy with
them, who am I to get mad about it. Nevertheless, I thought those
shops needed permission slips for those things."

"Normally they do, and I'm sure they also got that permission slip
from her, if she can forge one for that tattoo, I'm sure she could do
the same for those piercings."

Charles shook his head and said, "I know I should be mad about her
doing this, but I just can't. Because now I get it why you called me
over, if she has to run around naked for a week, with everyone seeing
those things on her body, I'm sure she will be ridiculed with it."

"That's exactly why I called you over. I was thinking the same. You
know how cruel those teenagers can be at that age, and with those
piercings and all, I'm sure she will be teased for having them. And...
because she is also a looker, it will not make it easier for her. I'm
sure that the boys will be very interested in her, now that she is
running around naked and showing all her good parts to them. So she
will need all the support that she can get in the coming week."

"Thanks for telling me that." Charles said sarcastically. "I sure
didn't want that mental picture in my head!"

"Your welcome godfather." Veronique said with a smile.

Charles smiled back at Veronique, and then he just had to know
something, so he asked, "But you need to tell me something, how did
she react on being put on ADP?"

"Well, when she knew she was found out, I could see that she was
scared, but I also noticed that she was glad that it was over with. I
think she must have been worrying about it for a while. However, the
hardest part for her was when she had to remove her clothes of course.
I was happy that I could convince the school administration that I
needed to be alone with her when I had to put her on ADP. Because, she
really had it hard when she had to undress in front of me, I even had
to help her with her bra and panties. I'm sure that if I had forced
her to do it herself, she would have broken down at that moment. And
afterwards it also happened. When it was time to let her go to her
classroom again, she just started crying, and she dropped to the
floor. Nevertheless, I managed to pick her up and then helped her walk
out of the office. But I don't know what happened afterwards, but I'm
sure that she must be scared of facing you and Aunt Shirley after
school."

"Thanks for helping her." Charles said with gratitude. "And my wife,
does she already know about this?"

"Only that Sandra has been put on ADP. As you know, we had to get all
the clothes from Sandra at your home. However, your wife doesn't know
why yet or about all those other things."

"Again, thank you for all your help!" Charles said. "But I'd better go
home and explain all this to my wife. I'm sure she must be mad and
also be worrying about Sandra, I'd better explain it all to her before
Sandra gets home."

"I'm glad I could help a little. And if you need me for anything, just
call me, I have also given Sandra my private phone number, so she can
call me if she needs help."

"Did you tell her that you are my godchild?"

"Not yet," Veronique said, "but I sure want to do it, because I think
your daughter is very special, and I want to get to know her better."

"Well, I will call you after I have talked with my wife, I think we
will need you for tomorrow evening. I probably will need somebody to
watch over her. Now that she is on ADP, I don't want her to stay alone
at home, me and my wife have plans for tomorrow, and I can't change
those plans anymore."

"That's fine with me, call me on my private number for more details.
But you better get home now before Sandra does."

Charles got up from his chair, and while he was walking out, he said,
"After I have talked with Sandra this evening, I'll give you a call to
arrange something for tomorrow."

"OK, I'll wait for your call, Charles!" Veronique said, while thinking
how this would be ideally in getting to know Sandra better.

When Charles had walked out of Veronique's office, he went quickly to
his own lab and told his assistant the things that had to be done, but
also that he couldn't help him because he had to go home to deal with
a problem there.

His assistant made sure to him that he would take care off everything,
and that it was no problem for him. Charles had also let him go home
early in the past, so he was glad that he could help him out in this
way this time.

After Charles had taken care of everything, he drove home. He just had
to tell his wife everything that he had learned just now, and he hoped
he could calm her down before Sandra would be home. Well, maybe she
wouldn't have a problem with it, because he also knew how his wife was
back in the day and that tattoo that she had gotten on her 16th
birthday without her parents knowing anything about it. So he was sure
that his wife would understand it. And about those piercings, well, if
his daughter can live with them, he sure wouldn't make a big deal
about it. It's not that in a normal situation, other people would see
it, but he also couldn't help it, but he wondered how those other
students would react on it. He was sure that those boys would probably
take advantage of the situation by touching her and maybe even by
teasing her or maybe even playing with those piercings. This was the
only part of ADP that he didn't like, the rule that other students
could touch them with their hands was just wrong. They'd better come
up with something else to discourage those little nudists that would
think it would be fun of running around in the nude. Because it sure
was the wrong punishment for those kids that would already have
trouble with running around naked when on ADP!

By the time he drove up the driveway of his house, he had already
thought about what he would say to his wife. But he was surprised that
he could see her walking out of the house, when he had stopped in the
driveway. It seemed that she had been waiting for him.

"Charles! Did you hear what they have done to our daughter?" Shirley
said, while he got out of the car.

"Yes! Veronique just told it to me at the precinct. However, let's go
inside so we can talk about it."

Charles put his arm around his wife shoulders, and they walked inside
their home. They both went sitting in the sofa.

"I couldn't believe it when those cops showed up at the door. They had
a court order with them to remove all of Sandra's clothes from our
home, they even have taken her old clothes with them that we had put
in the attic." Shirley said.

"That's normal procedure for a police ADP." Charles said. "They do
this to humiliate the subjects even some more, because..."

"Charles! We are speaking about our daughter here, not a subject."
Shirley said a little mad with her husband.

"I know honey!" Charles said. "But I was talking about procedure now.
However, to go on with what I was saying, after Sandra's punishment,
she shall need to come to the precinct to get her clothes back, or so
she can make arrangements there to have it delivered at our home
again. And I can tell you, she won't like it. Nevertheless, I won't
help her with it, that part, she shall need to endure like all other
ADP students that will have to come to our precinct to get their
clothes back. It's a good reminder for them, so they know how hard it
is when you are running around naked in a strange place."

"Will it be bad?" Shirley asked.

"Well, they won't harm her, but she sure will think back on it and
maybe make her afraid enough, to make sure that she will do everything
to not let it happen to her again.

Shirley had to think about it for a moment and then said, "Well, we
always agreed with ADP. I'm sure she will learn something from it.
However, do you know why she was put on ADP?"

"Yes, and please, don't get mad about it. You have to know, our
daughter is 'Little Blue Dragon'!"

Charles could see how the body of Shirley tensioned up for a moment,
and then she said, "I should have known, I already thought I
recognized the writing style when I saw that message, but I pushed it
out of my mind, I couldn't believe she would do something like that."

"Well, they could trace the message back to our daughter, but I'm glad
that she didn't try to hide the truth, and that she came out for it
when she was confronted with the fact that she was caught."

"And what will happen now?" Shirley asked.

"You don't have to be afraid. She will just be on ADP for a week, and
then she can get her clothes back, and it will all be over. And thanks
to the new laws, she is still a minor. It won't be put on her
permanent record or anything."

Shirley let out a sigh of relief and said, "Well, that's good news, I
sure don't want anything like this to follow her for the rest of her
life."

"But I also need to tell you something else." Charles said, and now he
was getting a little tens. "I already told about how they thought that
this girl also had a tattoo on her body?"

"Yes?!?" Shirley said.

"Well, that's also our daughter."

For a moment, it was very quiet again and then Shirley just laughed
and said, "Well... now I'm sure she is my daughter!"

"I'm glad you take it so well." Charles said, but now he had to tell
the second surprise to her, and he hoped she would take this as good
as she did about Sandra's tattoo, so he went on with, "But, that's not
all. Veronique told me how our daughter has also three extra piercings
on her body that we didn't know anything about."

"Three?" Shirley said a little surprised. "Well, I didn't tell it to
you before, but I already suspected that her belly piercing wasn't the
only one that she had."

"You did?" Charles said surprised. "And where do you think she has
those extra piercings?"

"Well, I suspected that she had some nipple piercings. I think that I
have seen them through her tank top once, and it sure wasn't normal
that her nipples were always so profound."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Charles said a little upset.

"It was her secret to tell, I thought. And I was sure she would tell
us about them when she thought the time was right. Even so, you said
three piercings?"

"Eh... yes." Charles said and got a little uncomfortable.

"Don't tell me, she also has pierced a labium?" Shirley said with a
smile on her face.

"Well, you're close." Charles said. "She has also pierced her hood with a ring."

"That's my daughter for sure." Shirley said while she giggled. "Well,
we both know from who she got that streak."

"Yes I know." Charles said and with a teasing voice he went on with,
"I sure do know from who she got those streaks my little red rose!"

And then it went quiet in the room again for a while. Shirley had to
think about this all and after a few minutes, she finally broke the
silence and said, "And what now? Are we going to give her an extra
punishment?"

"Well, I think Sandra will have it hard enough this week, with all
those piercings on her body, I'm sure that some of those other
students will tease her about it. And you know, ADP allows her peers
to touch her with their hands, so I'm sure she will also be humiliated
by some of them touching her, because I'm also sure that they all will
want to play with those rings."

"Oh, I can't believe they put that rule in ADP. Luckily, they can only
touch her with their hands, but still, I can't imagine how it must
feel to be fondled like that by strangers. I get goose bumps all over
my body only thinking about it."

"Me too." Charles said. "So that's why I was thinking to give her a
safe haven at home, and that we don't punish her any further but just
accept the things she did and support her."

"Hmmm, I think you are right, but I want to scare her a little."
Shirley said. "We normally would go to the city after school, but I
don't think she can face that on her first naked day. I think I will
send a text message to her that tells her to come home after school
and to make it so that she thinks that we are mad with her. Just to
scare her a little longer, because I'm also sure that she must be
scared about the idea of facing us naked and showing us all the things
that she had kept secret for us."

"That's maybe a good idea, it will give her something to think about,
on her way home. And it's not that you were such an angel at her age."

When Charles said this, he got a nudge from Shirley's elbow in his
ribs, but then they both started to laugh. And then Charles went on
with, "Well, I know you weren't, and you know the stories I told you
about me and my best friend. So you know I also wasn't an angel. I'm
sure that I was responsible in turning some of my parent's hairs gray
back in the day."

Shirley just laughed and said, "If only we knew how it must have been
for our parents back then, well now we know it, but I think we sure
are handling it better than they did!"

"To tell you the truth. I think Sandra is just lucky that she is in a
situation that she is already punished, and even in a more extreme way
than we would have ever punished her."

"I think you are right. We sure would handle this situation in a
different way if she wasn't on ADP."

And then the conversation was over, Shirley went to get her GSM to
text message her daughter, and afterwards they both went sitting in
the sofa again. However, both of them were mentally preparing
themselves with the notion that they both would have to face their
naked daughter after school. It had been a long time ago that they
both had seen their daughter completely naked. And Shirley thought it
would be even tougher for her husband than for her. Because she sure
had noticed how her daughter had turned into a beautiful woman over
the years, while her husband still saw her as his little girl.

When it was almost time for Sandra to come home, Charles was getting
restless. He had stood up and was pacing himself in front of the
window. And when Shirley saw him stop pacing, she knew that their
daughter had arrived.

Shirley thought that it took Sandra a lot of time to come inside. She
could see how her husband's body had tensioned up for a while, but she
was glad that everything must be fine outside, when she saw how he
relaxed again. Even so, she sure was wondering what he had seen to
tension up like that.

And then she could finally hear the front door opening and closing
again. When she knew that Sandra was standing behind them in the
living room, she couldn't help herself, but she started smiling. She
and her husband would stay quiet as long as they could, just to give
their daughter a last feeling that she would be in trouble.

However, when she had heard how her daughter started to cry, she had
immediately felt bad that they had done this.

She had noticed how her husband had walked up to Sandra and when she
finally turned around, she saw how Charles had their daughter in his
arms and was comforting her while Sandra wrapped her arms around his
body and laid her head on his shoulders and then Sandra even started
crying out loud and Shirley felt how her heart almost broke.

She stood up and walked up to them both and hugged her daughter and
her husband while saying, "Don't be scared honey, we aren't mad with
you!"

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