The School Project part4 Laura Marsh

“Shush Laura......John means it.......we will both be back in the shed if we don't keep quiet....and your bum can't take any more tonight” she whispered.

We had ran giggling to her room like a pair of silly schoolgirls and now I was laid face down on her bed with my bottom throbbing and stinging like mad. She went over to her dressing table and got a jar of moisturising cream. With a little laugh she lightly slapped my bum cheeks and then made me suck back a breath as the cold cream hit my scolding skin. Her hands slowly massaged the soothing cream deep into my entire bottom. Oh this day was getting better and better and I didn't care if I had to that awful strap every day as long as this was the result. I closed my eyes and even though her touch made me feel electric it had such a simple innocence to it.

We were whispering and trying out best to keep quiet as Ellie said how so happy she was that she had told me all about the History Project. She admitting that never in a million years did she imagine this would be the outcome a few hours later. I listened as she explained the new rules for her now. No more tight jeans when she went out, hardly any make-up. Home straight after college and a list of chores to do then one hour study time and then in bed by 8pm among many others. The rule that made me gasp was the reason she was just wearing a little pink vest now. She had to go to her room the second she walked into the house and strip off everything below the waist apart from socks and remain like that the rest of the day. I couldn't believe what I was hearing let alone the fact she seemed totally happy doing this.

The first thing that entered my head was that her Mum was totally complicit in the arrangement and then found out she had even helped John with the rules. This was just so incredible and then another thought entered my head. I looked over at her as asked incredulously that what happened if they had any visitors over. She had such a cute blush on her gorgeous face as she so matter of factly admitted that it didn't make any difference and anyone who walked in the house could see her. She then went on to say that her Mum had told all the close neighbours and various other family members and even let most of them read the History Project so they knew what it was all about. I was listening intently when we both jumped out of skins as the quiet whispering was interrupted by the door opening.

It was John with all my clothes bundled up in one hand and my shoes hanging from the other. He just dropped them on the floor and turned to look at us both now laying flat on our tummies with bare strap marked bottoms on show. I felt a shiver and thought surly we hadn't made hardly any noise that we can be in trouble already. I tried not to look at him, still feeling embarrassed that he was seeing me naked and bare. I could feel such a sense of relief when he began to walk back out of the door and just before he closed it he spoke.

“Right girls.....sleep.... unless you want reminding who is in charge around here” he tried to sound calm and firm but there was no mistaking a smug amused undertone to his voice.

“Yes John” we both said in complete unison that would have made the best orchestra proud.

The following morning I woke up to the beeping of Ellie's alarm clock and for a brief second didn't know where I was. Her hand reached over me to switch it off and she had the warmest smile on her face. I was still trying to take in the events of the day before as she scrambled out of bed and tugged to the little pink vest top over her head. I know she has always felt a little self concious about her small boobs but they looked perfect to me. Oh why did she have to be so damn cute. I realised I was just staring at her when she turned and flipped back the duvet and took hold of my hand.

“Hey... want to share a shower........we don't have time for separate ones before we have to make breakfast” she giggled and pulled me out of bed.

I was still half asleep and she opened the door and beckoned me to follow her as she walked in to the bathroom. I couldn't remember the last time I had shared a shower with anyone and now I was about to step in with my best friend as if it was just so natural. The warm water felt so good and I shuddered as she poured the shower gel on my back and giggled as she rubbed it in. I was still feeling like this was somehow a dream and things like this just don't happen in real life. She handed me the gel and turned her back to me and it felt exquisite to run my hands all over her back and then not able to stop myself I carried on down to her amazing bottom. We both giggled and swapped places, taking it in turns to stand under the warm water.

Then Ellie looked seriously at me. “This is so much fun Laura....but are you staying all day.....only if you are......you know the rule for naughty girls in this house” and with such a mischievous smile she patting me on my bare wet bottom.

At that moment I would have done anything to stay and having to walk around bottomless seemed no big deal considering what had already happened. She looked delighted when I said yes and then warned me to be on my best behaviour. Before jumping out of the shower and grabbing a towel and telling me to hurry up. I still couldn't take my eyes of her as she hung her head on one side drying her hair looking so pretty. I did the same and then pulled over my head a tight yellow t-shirt which she gave me and a pair of white socks and that was all I was allowed for the rest of the day. She gave me a bobble for my hair and I did the same as her and fastened it into a pony-tail high up on the back of my head. With a deep breath and a my legs shaking a little I followed her downstairs.

“Morning Ellie........Morning Laura....did you sleep well” her Mum asked not taking a second glance to see us both standing half naked in front of her.

In all the chain of events that had happened so quickly I had completely forgotten about Ellie's Mum. I knew I was blushing and felt so embarrassed to have her see me like this let alone knowing what her son had done to me last night. Ellie walked over and gave her Mum a hug and a kiss on the cheek and said a cheerful “Morning Mum” in reply to her. I was rooted to the spot with my hands covering the neatly shaped triangle of dark blonde pubic hair. Her mum smiled and told me not to be shy as naughty little girls had no modesty in this house. It must have been 10 years since anyone had called me a naughty little girl yet it just seemed so right for the situation. After telling me turn around so she could see what John had done my my bottom she looked back over to Ellie.

“Oh dear....that does look sore.....go and get a cushion for poor Laura to sit on..... since you have a guest you can be excused breakfast duty” she said as if this sort of thing happened every day.

“Er Mum.....I was wondering if Laura can stay all day and help me with my chores.....I promise we won't be any trouble....Please Mum” she asked.

“Well you know its really up to John.....don't you......you better ask him when he comes down” she smiled and reminded Ellie about the cushion.

A cushion was placed on a dinning chair and I sat down gingerly. “Thank you Mrs Davenport” I said in the politest way I could.

John walked in and even though I was partially covered by the table it was obvious I had accepted the same dress code as Ellie. With an equally cheerful greeting like his Mum he sat at the table. Ellie asked her brother the same question as she had asked her Mum and he looked quite pleased and replied that as long as I stuck to the rules it was fine. I was handed a glass of orange juice and made sure I remembered all my “Please” and “thank you's ” as I was served a wonderful breakfast by Mrs Davenport. In between eating we shared what was seemingly just typical small talk about how my parents were keeping and how I was doing at college and so on. John then told Ellie to go and fetch the cream and he would “do” both our bottoms before we went out in the garden to get on with the chores.

I was sitting thinking this could not get any more unbelievable as she returned with the same large jar of moisturising cream she had used on me last night. With out any hesitation she turned her back to John and bent right over and held her arms down in front of her. By shuffling her feet wide apart she was able to get her palms flat on the floor and her bottom right up in the air. I had always been told it was rude to stare but the view in front of me made it impossible for me not to. Her glorious bum was thrust up with the pink strap marked cheeks spread right open showing her cute little butt hole winking up and then her neat girlish pink slit in all its glory. I didn't know what colour her face was having to adopt this almost crude position to display herself like this but I knew mine must have been bright red even looking.

As her Mum took no notice whatsoever and busied herself with clearing up the breakfast things he began to rub cream on Ellie's upturned bottom. I wanted to look away but at the same time I was thrilled to see my best friend showing her intimate secrets so blatantly. His hands wandered over every last square milometer of her cheeks and even right between them, rubbing and squeezing and massaging them carefully and slowly. All the time they were having the most unrelated conversation between them about what chores needed doing in the garden and around the house today and how he would expect extra things to be done as she had me to help her. With a gentle playful smack to her bottom she was allowed to stand up.

“Right young lady.....go and brush your teeth....put your shoe's on.... and I will rub some cream on Laura's bottom” he announced.

She glanced over to me and gave a cheeky little smile and skipped gleefully out of the room. It was my turn, oh god it was my turn now. How could I just adopt the same position and let him see me like that let alone put his hands everywhere like he had done with Ellie. He looked over at me and I knew this was the moment of no return. Of course I could just go and get my clothes and walk right out of here. I mean it wasn't as if they were holding me prisoner against my will or anything. I had chosen to take part in this absurd arrangement even if last night's strapping was not exactly chosen in advance. With my whole body trembling I got off the chair and stood with my back to him. I didn't even know if I could put my palms on the floor and keep my legs straight as Ellie had done. I was a little taller than her, not that I knew if that made any difference.

I counted to 3 in my head like I was jumping off a diving board and then bent right over quickly and opened my legs at the same time. It wasn't quite as elegant as Ellie had made it look and I had to do a little shuffle backwards before I could hold the position properly which made him and his Mum let out a little laugh. I had spent the last 5 minutes staring at the view my friend had given like this so know how everything I had was now on open display. The cold cream made me give a little wriggle and soon his hands were exploring everything that under normal circumstances would never be shown as deliberately like this. I had to admit it did feel so nice and thought no wonder Ellie was so eager to bend over like this when I heard the unmistakable sounds of the outside door to the kitchen opening.

“Hi John.....Hi Mrs Davenport......Hi Ellie..... god that looks sore ...have you been a naughty girl again”, the voice was that of a boy around John's age.

John laughed and then as if I wasn't showing enough of myself he pulled apart the top of my thighs at the base of my bum cheeks. “This isn't Ellie.....you idiot.....cant you tell the difference” he laughed again.

I knew my pubic hair was showing clearly now and both the boy and John's Mum laughed. With a crisp slap which I was sure was harder than the one Ellie got I was told to stand up. His Mum stuck up for the boy's mistake by saying that one naughty spanked bottom looks much like another even though I knew my bottom looked nothing like Ellie's incredible ass no mater how red and sore it was. If I had thought my face had been red before I felt it must be the reddest it was possible for a face to be now as I stood up and turned to face them all. Out of pure instinct I put my hands to down to try and hide my pussy.

“A little late for that Laura.......put your hands on your head and show some manners and say Hello.......this is Ellie's best friends by the way..... she has been for a sleepover.......and as you can see...not been behaving herself” John spoke hardly containing his amusement at my discomfort.

How hard could it be just to say the word Hello. It took all my strength and courage to stay like this with my hands firmly on my head and I looked down at the floor in total shame and said a muted “Hello”. The boy walked over and standing in front of me he held out his hand as if expecting me to shake it like any normal greeting. After an awkward delay I did take my right hand down off my head and held his for a polite gentle handshake. He told me his name was James and he was a friend of John's and he was pleased to meet me. I let go of his hand and not wanting to disobey put my hand back on my head. I was hardly able to speak let alone think of anything to say although I was aware I could be considered rude not to reply.

“Oh Hi James........oh you know Laura now” then she looked at me “I've found some old tennis shoes that might fit you” breezed Ellie without a care in the world that we were both bare below the waist.

James laughed and told Ellie how he had mistaken me for her and she laughed with him saying he needed glasses if he couldn't tell the difference. He playfully chased her around the kitchen telling her not to be so cheeky and even gave her a couple of smacks on her bare bottom as it jiggled around with them both laughing. The sight was so surreal but yet all seemed so natural and somehow normal. Both the boys went out for their football practice and I tried on the shoes before stepping outside into the bright sunshine with Ellie. She was so eager and almost glad we were about to do chores all day, something so strange was happening around here.

It was a fairly normal garden and even though it quite private there were several windows that could over look it. We began by sweeping leaves and generally tidying up. I must admit it did feel sort of risky and daring to be outside like this and did actually make the chores much more fun. Ellie said it was really great she had someone to share all this with now and was so grateful I had agreed to stay. We had a laugh and giggle about James mixing us both up and she thought it was hilarious that I had been bent right over like that and that was the first thing he saw of me. The chores didn't even feel like chores at all we were having such a good time.

“Ellie.....can you just take this dish back to Karen and ask her if she wants to come over for coffee” asked Mrs Davenport.

Ellie gave a little pout and a shrug and for the first time showed a sign of the old Ellie I knew so well. “Oh Mum do I have to” she whined.

She was quickly reminded that John hadn't used the cane on her naughty bare bottom yet and to do as she was told or else. She pulled her face and walked over to get the dish from her Mum. Looking at me she asked her if I could go with her and her Mum said it was up to me. I was confused, go where, surely she didn't intend to leave the garden dressed like this let alone expect me to go with her. Ellie giggled that it was boring to be good all the time and was dying to find out what the cane would feel like so she had to act up a little bit as John wasn't going to give it her for nothing. I could see how thrilled she looked and knew she was loving every minute of this and to be honest so was I.

We began walking by the side of the house and I looked at the road and the houses all along it. I asked where Karen lived and was astonished to hear that it was 4 houses away. I could feel the butterflies in my tummy as she kept walking. This was madness two 19 year old girls just don't walk brazenly down a public road in the middle of the day wearing nothing below the waist, not to mention having pink and red strap marks all over their bare bottoms. She opened the gate and with a look of such delight began to walk along the footpath. I hesitated not believing I was going to do this and walked behind her seeing just how delightful her bare ass looked as it swayed with each step. Suddenly she started running and giggling.

“Come on lazy bum....last one there is a loser” she laughed.

If her bum was a sight when she was walking it was amazing as she ran as fast as she could. I tried to chase her bit not wearing a bra made running fast not as easy as it was for her. I was actually holding my boobs over the front of t-shirt as I tried to keep up. We turned into the driveway of a house and she laughed at me behind her trying to keep my boobs still as I ran. With us both breathing hard she knocked on the door and waited. I so much wanted to put my hands between my legs and hide myself as much as I could as the handle of the door turned. It opened wide and there was a man abut 50 standing with a perplexed look on his face.

“Good god Ellie and.......I thought I had got double vision there for a moment” he laughed.

She explained I was her friend Laura and we had brought the dish back that her Mum and borrowed and did Mrs Bradshaw want to come over for a coffee. The man who I presumed was the husband didn't take his eyes off us or more precisely from between our legs. Switching his gaze from my little tuft of pubic hair to Ellie's hairless little girl looking vagina. He called his wife and took the dish from Ellie. We waiting and then Ellie blurted out that we had both been naughty and she had got the strap Friday evening and I had the strap last night. With that confession she turned around and without warning adopting the same position she had when John had put cream on her bum. I could hardly breath but knew I had to, or even knew I wanted to do the same. I tried to make it look a little less awkward this time and soon we were both bent right over legs as wide as could be letting him see every last detail.

“Oh we have two naughty girls on the street now do we ........Put your eyes back in David....you will go blind looking at that for too long” laughed the woman.

We both stood back up and I doubt there was any difference in the redness of our faces. The woman got a jacket and began to walk back with us. It was much harder now walking slowly and knowing she was right behind us. The next moment another woman stepped out of a driveway in front of us. Ellie began to run and instinctively I chased after her. We were giggling and laughing as we did. Then Karen shouted us to come back immediately. She gave us both telling off for running and not walking and not showing manners to Mrs Jordan.

“Good grief.....the naughty girls are multiplying now” she laughed.

I was beginning to wonder if everyone in the whole street had got an A on the History Project