Jane Whiply was pleased with the progress of Jason's submission to her. He still showed some resistance to her authority over him, but no more than Peter did at the same point in his training. After only one week under her tutelage, he offered only the most minor protests to her orders. And although it was clear that it still embarrassed him terribly, he readily submitted to her inspections of his body and even his bathroom behavior. As she thought about her growing control, moisture began to accumulate between her legs.

"Ex ... Excuse me Mrs. Whiply?" Jason's voice startled her.

"Yes Jason," she replied. Her eyes took in the beautiful naked form standing before her, hands at his sides as she had taught him. She had trouble believing her incredibly good fortune. She had not one, but two gorgeous and completely submissive young men living under her roof, ready to do her every bidding. "Have you finished your homework?"

"Yes ma'am," he said softly, his face flushed with embarrassment. He was still required to be completely naked at all times while in the house as part of his punishment for closing the bathroom door that first night he arrived at her home. The discipline was horribly humiliating, but deep down he was beginning to see that he did need limits placed on him.

"Good boy Jason." He stood there, almost at attention as she had trained him. "My goodness," she said looking at her watch. "It's almost 10:00. Time for you boys to take your showers and get ready for bed. "Be a dear and tell Peter that he needs to wrap up his homework and get ready for bed. I'll be in to check on you boys in a few minutes."

"Yes ma'am," he said politely. He had learned what "checking on you boys" meant and his face flushed a darker red. Turning quickly, he left the room to relay her instructions to Peter.

Jane smiled as she watched Jason's beautiful, smooth bottom disappear out the door. Maybe it was time to expand his training.

"Peter, Mrs. Whiply wants you to call it a night and to get ready for bed. She is going to check on us in a few minutes and she wants us to be showered and ready for bed. "

Peter looked up at the naked boy and tried to hide his pleasure at the sight before him. He was embarrassed for Jason, but also captivated by his near-perfect body. He had never had a sexual experience with another boy before, nor had he ever even thought about it, but the seeing Jason naked and so vulnerable stirred his innermost desires. He was starting to get hard and it frightened him. "Uh, OK. I'll be through in a minute. You go first since you are already naked."

The reminder made Jason blush again. "OK. I'll just be a couple of minutes."

Peter watched Jason turn towards the bathroom. This time Jason made no attempt to close the door. He headed straight for the shower and turned it on. Peter continued to watch him as Jason waited for the water to get warm before getting in.

In a few seconds, he disappeared behind the little bit of privacy afforded by the translucent shower curtain. Jason washed quickly, but thoroughly knowing that Mrs. Whiply would soon be inspecting every inch of his body. He was careful to pull what little there was of a foreskin tightly back and wash under the head of his penis. He also gave a good scrubbing to his anus because he knew those were the areas she looked at most closely. The boy put some more soap on his finger and slid it up into his rectum as far as he could reach. It mortified him that she felt inside that most private spot, but he wasn't going to take a chance on upsetting her. He did have to admit though, that a strange and wonderful feeling ran through his entire body when his prostate was touched. Almost instantaneously, his penis became erect. Jason was beginning to like washing this part of his body and he took some time to be sure it was properly clean.

"Hey dude, you done yet? I gotta get in there or you know what will happen if we aren't ready for bed when Mrs. Whiply gets here." Peter was naked now and standing just outside the shower.

"Be right out. Just rinsing off." Quickly, he pulled his finger from his rectum and began to rinse the soap away. He wondered how he was going to get out of the shower without Peter seeing his hard cock. "Hand me my towel, would you please?"

Peter suddenly pulled open the curtain ostensibly to hand Jason his towel, but what he really wanted was to see the object of his fantasy naked again. He couldn't have been more pleased when he saw Jason not only naked, but with a rock-hard cock. Jason stood frozen in Peter's gaze. "Oh, excuse me," he feigned innocently, but without even attempting to divert his eyes. "Looks like I interrupted something."

Jason finally composed himself enough to grab the towel and cover himself, his face now beginning to flush again. He looked down and saw Peter's cock well on its way to erection.

The boys' eyes locked onto each other, neither uttering a word. They were terribly embarrassed and incredibly aroused at the same time.

"Just what exactly is going on here?!" Jane Whiply's demanded as she looked at Peter's backside as he was looking into the shower.

Peter stood still, his hard cock pointing towards Jason's face. Fear was now totally consuming him. How was he going to keep Mrs. Whiply from seeing him in his aroused state?

"Are you boys doing what I think you are doing?" she asked knowing perfectly well what she was witnessing. "Turn around young man."

"N -no Mrs. Whiply. Jason just finished his shower and I was handing him his towel so I could get in." Peter just stood there hoping that he could buy enough time for his erection to subside, but knowing it was futile.

"Did you hear me Peter? Turn around and face me."

Slowly he turned towards his mistress. As he turned, Peter dropped his hands to cover himself. The fear was making him deflate, but would it be enough to convince her that nothing untoward was going on?

"What have I told you about covering yourself?" She was quickly figuring out what was happening and just as quickly devising a plan that would teach the boys a lesson. "Take your hands away this instant!"

He painfully pulled his hands away and put them at his sides, his ample penis now at half-staff. Maybe she would not notice, he hoped.

"Why you naughty boy!" Look at your penis. If you weren't being naughty with Jason, why is it almost erect?" Jane Whiply was going to exploit her discovery to its fullest. "This is absolutely shocking! Jason, get out of that shower and stand beside Peter. Move it young man and don't you dare cover yourself."

Jason's heart was racing as never before. Like Peter, fear was making his erection subside, but the telltale evidence was still all too obvious. Pretending to be drying off with the towel, he stepped out of the shower and stood next to Peter, who was now visibly trembling."

"Drop the towel Jason."

He hesitated only a moment before letting the towel drop to the floor. The look of guilt and fear covered his face.

"Look at you! The two of you with erections. How utterly disgusting. Now do you boys see why I insist on keeping the bathroom door open? Boys' hormones are always flowing and it is my job to keep you in check. I have a good mind to call your mothers right now and tell them what you naughty boys have been doing."

"Please Mrs. Whiply, we weren't doing anything. We were just trading places in the shower," Peter stammered. "Please don't call our mothers. Please don't." They were now both pleading with the woman who totally controlled them.

Jane knew exactly how to use this little indiscretion to remove any lingering vestiges of resistance to her authority. "So you boys like seeing each other naked, do you? Well I think that desire can be satisfied. From now on, you are both prohibited from wearing any clothing while you are in this house - nothing at all! Do you understand me?"

"Please don't do this Mrs. Whiply. It's not what you think." They were now begging.

"It's too late for that now. You are both disgusting little boys who need to be punished. You are to be completely naked at all times you are in my home. And just to be sure you understand the severity of your horrible behavior, both of you are going to be spanked. Peter, since you are older and have been here long enough to know how I feel about such sordid behavior, you are going to be the most severely punished." She marched over to the toilet and sat down as if it was the royal punishment throne. "Get you fanny over my lap right now Peter."

Peter looked at her in stunned disbelief. How could he have gotten himself into this nightmare? There seemed no way out. He knew how strict his landlady was and he knew that he deserved to be punished. Slowly he walked the few steps to where his disciplinarian sat triumphantly and stood to her side. He had been in this position a few times when he first moved in with Mrs. Whiply, but it was nearly a year since he had done anything for which he needed to be spanked.

"Over you go young man." She reached for his arm and pulled him over her lap. Almost toying with the frightened and humiliated boy, she moved him this way and that until she was satisfied that he was best positioned to feel the maximum force from her hand. "There now, are you ready Peter?" She was doing her best to maximize his humiliation as well.

Peter mumbled an inaudible response.

"What did you say? I want to hear your answer Peter."

"Ye - Y - yes ma'am," he mumbled just loud enough to be heard.

"Oh. I think you can do better than that. Now repeat after me. Yes Mrs. Whiply, I have been a bad boy and deserve a spanking. Let me hear you say it nice and clearly now." Jane Whiply knew exactly how to make the boy feel like a two-year old.

He said nothing for a few seconds and then in a voice just slightly above a whisper repeated what he had been ordered to say.

"There, that wasn't so difficult, was it?" She was now mocking him as she stared down at the perfectly rounded ass-cheeks in the center of her lap. She purposely let several seconds pass before raising her hand. The tension was palpable. Then in one swift motion, she brought her hand down on his exquisite ass with as much force as she could muster. The sharp sound reverberated in Jason's ears.

"Ooooowwww!" Peter screamed. "Please, no more. Pleeeeeease."

But the slaps kept coming in rapid fire succession. Slap, slap, slapY He was now writhing in pain and squirming in a futile attempt to avoid the blows. As he wiggled, Jane felt the unmistakable pressure of a hard penis against her thigh. This was no surprise to her because he had gotten hard during every previous spanking. His predictable arousal excited her almost to the point of orgasm. Her breathing became heavy and rapid.

"Stay still you naughty boy or you will get it even harder. You will learn to proper behavior or you can expect more of the same. Do you understand me Peter?"

"Yes ma'am," he cried. Tears were now flowing, but he managed to keep himself in place. His cheeks were on fire and his humiliation complete. The thought that Jason was watching made him all the more excited and he started to worry more about cumming than he was the pain. What if he shot all over Mrs. Whiply's thigh? The thought terrified him and yet strangely excited him more than he had ever been.

Jason stood mesmerized by the sight before him, his own cock now beginning to rise again. Fearful that she would see him erect and thus more severely punish him when his turn came, he started to back away. But he was so captivated by what he was seeing that he became completely immobilized.

After what seemed like an eternity, the punishment stopped and both the victim and the enforcer nearly collapsed from exhaustion. Peter's penis continued to throb against her thigh and juices from Jane Whiply's vagina flowed down her leg. Finally, she recovered her composure and ordered Peter to his feet, but he seemed frozen in place by the fear of his own dripping cock being seen by her and Jason.

Knowing his state of arousal, she ordered him again to his feet and threatened him with another spanking if he did not immediately obey. Reluctantly, he stood, but immediately covered himself to hide the obvious from her view.

"Hands at your sides young man - unless you want more of the same," she said menacingly.

Shamefully, Peter dropped his hands to his sides as she had ordered. As he did so, his eye caught Jason's equally hard organ. Jane looked at Peter and then at Jason. She was thrilled beyond her wildest fantasies, but feigned outrage. "Disgusting, simply disgusting! Homosexuals! I have two homosexuals living in my Godly home. Dear lord, what am I ever going to do with the two of you ?"

Both boys wanted to protest, but neither was able to utter a single word.

"Since you obviously have nothing to say for yourselves, I might as well get on with the task at hand. Over my lap Jason, right now."

Unable to speak and trembling with fear and embarrassment, Jason stepped forward to take his medicine. Without so much as a sigh, he laid himself across Mrs. Whiply's lap. Peter, his ass- cheeks still burning, watched intently as his fellow student got meekly into the familiar punishment position. He felt sorry for Jason, but also incredibly aroused by the sight of the handsome boy splayed so vulnerably across her lap.

"I regret the day I took each of you in. To think that a Christian, God-fearing women like me would have two homosexuals living under her roof." With that, she began Jason's spanking. He jumped at the first blow, but still in a state of shock, settled down quickly and took his punishment with nothing more than a grunt after each slap. Each slap made him wince in pain, but his rock- hard penis showed no sign of softening. Instead it dribbled more and more precum on Jane's thigh. She looked over at Peter to see his Penis was still completely erect. As she continued to spank Jason, she screamed, "Peter, turn and face the wall, spread your legs wide and put your hands on your head!"

Peter obeyed instantly, thankful that the new position would hide his hard cock from view. His bright red cheeks glistened in the bathroom light.

She was now punishing Jason's butt in a fit of pure sexual frenzy. Exhausted at last, she mercifully stopped and ordered Jason to join Peter facing the wall. Like his friend, he immediately got up and stood at Peter's side. Without being told, he spread his legs as wide as he could and placed both hands on his head. She sat for several minutes admiring her handiwork and noticing with glee the stance Jason took with no more direction than to stand at Peter's side.

As she thought about what to do next, she remembered that Peter had not yet had his shower. "Peter, turn around and face me."

He obeyed without the slightest hesitation. She took enormous satisfaction in knowing that both boys would now do whatever they were told, no matter what. "Under the circumstances, I think it might be more appropriate for you to take a bath instead of a shower tonight Peter."

Peter looked at her quizzically, but said nothing.

"Yes, I think that will do quite nicely. Jason, you are to bathe Peter each night for the next two weeks and then he will bathe you. You naughty boys are going to get to see more of each other's bodies than you ever imagined, only you will do it under my strict supervision. Now I will teach you how I want you to wash each other so that a thorough job gets done. Jason, since you have already showered, we will start with a bath for Peter tonight. Now, run a nice hot bath for him"

Jason stood for a moment, looking shocked, but a stern look from Mrs. Whiply was all it took for him to turn towards the tub. His mind was racing with so many conflicting thoughts. He felt humiliated for the older boy who was supposed to be guiding him and now the roles were reversing B at least for the moment. He was also secretly thrilled that he would get to know Peter's body so intimately. Did she really intend for him to wash every part of Peter's body? Then he realized that he would have to in order for it to pass Mrs. Whiply's inspections. It would be so embarrassing, but he would have no choice.

As he turned the faucet, he looked over his shoulder at Peter who was still standing with his hands on his head and facing the woman who was unmercifully punishing and humiliating them. Then he felt his loins stirring again and prayed that he would not get hard now. He was in enough trouble already.

"Jason, turn back and face me and while the tub is filling, I will demonstrate how I want Peter washed." She got up toilet and walked over to where the two boys were standing, a barely hidden smile crossing her face.

Peter could not believe his ears. How could she talk to the younger boy about washing him as if he was a little child? How did he get into this horrible fix? He thought that he had already endured every possible humiliation, but now this. His face reddened and he lowered his head in shame.

"Now Jason, listen carefully. I expect you to do a thorough job on Peter. If you don't, I think you have some idea what to expect, don't you sweetheart?" She looked directly into his eyes as she spoke, her hand gently lifting his chin. "And Peter, pay close attention because I expect you to do an equally good job when you bathe Jason tomorrow night."

"Please Mrs. Whiply, I really can wash myself without Jason's help." It will be so embarrassing for someone else to wash me." Peter was practically pleading to her.

"Peter, you boys were about to do something most disgusting when I walked in and caught you. Somehow a mere spanking just doesn't seem quite enough punishment for such unspeakable behavior." Then another delicious thought popped into her head. "And to begin your nightly cleansing, we are going to start with enemas. One way or another, I am going to wash all of that filth out of you."