Edwin was in trouble. He had borrowed his mother’s car to visit one of his mates but then, instead of coming right back as he had promised, they had gone off to pick up some other friends. This left Steph stranded at home and unable to go to a committee meeting of the school governors. She had had the embarrassing task of ringing the chairman Prudence to apologise and had to put up with Pru’s sarcastic comments, of which she was a master. Steph vowed vengeance, egged on by Lucy, who, at 14, was 3 years younger than Edwin and who, while usually taking his side in arguments, had had a row with him that morning and was in no mood to defend him. So, when Edwin sauntered in more than an hour late Steph brushed aside his apologies for forgetting and sent him straight to his room to await the return from work of her husband John.
John was informed as soon as he came in and, as he was tired, dirty and hungry, he was all the more incensed. “The boy must be punished, but not before I have had a shower and something to eat. I think a hard paddling is due, don’t you?”
“I certainly do, but don’t you think he is too old for that? After all he thinks of himself as an adult now and he is a big lad. But it would give me huge satisfaction.”
“He is old for it but he can’t afford to leave home until he has finished college, so he just has to live by the rules of the house. He doesn’t really have any option but to take his medicine. It might be just what he needs to make him more responsible and it would certainly relieve our feelings.“
“It will really offend his masculine pride. No bad thing. But he might be a handful if he doesn’t cooperate.”
“I couldn’t care less about his masculine pride; he needs to be taken down a peg. As for being a handful, remember the Harveys are coming round after supper to watch that DVD so, if there is any problem, we can get Mike to help you hold him down. You always did this most effectively when he was younger and I am sure that with a little help you could do it again if he doesn’t agree to it. But I think he will submit because, as I said, he doesn’t really have any option.”
“Goodness! Kim will be coming too. She is 19 now. I wonder how he’ll take that?” There was the sound of unmistakeable glee in Steph’s voice. She was warming to the idea of a violent and painful outlet for her anger. She had herself felt humiliated at having to make excuses for missing the meeting.
“All the better, an audience will be an extra humiliation, which he thoroughly deserves.”
So it was fixed. John would go and have his shower in their private bathroom and Steph would tell Edwin what was in store for him and tell him to have a bath in the family bathroom straight away to prepare for his punishment. She couldn’t help thinking that the hot water would make his skin soft and tender. She decided to take him a pizza to fortify himself for his ordeal, but he was to stay in his room until they were ready for him.
Edwin was incredulous. He had felt a tiny bit guilty at what he had done but only slightly. And it was nearly three years since his father had last beaten him and he had really thought that he would not have to suffer the pain and humiliation ever again. He now regarded himself as an adult. While he was protesting Lucy charged in and heard some of what was being said.
“Can I watch, Mummy? Please.”
“No you can’t.”
“But Edwin watched when Daddy spanked me last holidays. It would be only fair.”
“Don’t let her, Mum.”
To be truthful, Steph was beginning to warm to the idea. It might not be entirely suitable but she was so angry and she so much wanted to cause Edwin the greatest possible pain and embarrassment. And then she remembered Kim. That clinched it. “OK, you can watch. It might provide a lesson for you and teach you how important it is to be responsible.”
“Goody, goody. Now he’ll know how I felt.”
After a somewhat hurried supper the dishes were removed and Steph checked that Edwin had absorbed her instructions and knew that he must submit to punishment naked, covered just by his towelling dressing gown. She found that he was belligerent and trying to hide how scared he was. She almost felt sorry for him but quickly clamped down on such motherly feelings, remembering the embarrassment he had caused her.
John had looked out his favourite paddle, which was nothing more than the sole of a flip-flop. The beauty of the weapon was that when enthusiastically applied to bare skin it caused excruciating pain but did no more damage than superficial bruising. Moreover it gave the onlookers the satisfaction of seeing an immediate reaction in the form of reddening of the skin. The pain was such that even the most heroic and Spartan recipient could barely suppress cries and tears. This gave ineffable pleasure to the angry or sadistic among the observers.
When the Harveys arrived they were at once told of what was in store. Kim who, being older than Edwin, felt that she was more grown up, didn’t really like to admit that she almost felt attracted to him. So she felt a mixture of reactions: “Poor Edwin,” she thought,” that sounds very severe for forgetfulness. After all I am sure he didn’t forget on purpose. But it will be interesting to see how punishment is administered by another family.” She wondered how Edwin would cope. Would it really, really hurt him? How brave would he be? She kept this to herself and most definitely suppressed her feeling of excitement.
By contrast Lucy could barely contain her excitement. It wasn’t that she didn’t love her brother, or that she wanted harm to befall him; but, after their earlier row, the anger and her sadism temporarily took over and drowned her finer feelings.
The room was made ready. The long, low coffee table was placed in the centre of the room and a thin padded mattress of the type used by campers, was placed on it and covered with a towel
Steph went up and told Edwin to come down. This he did while attempting a look of unconcern - not very successfully. John told him to strip. He cast off the dressing gown and revealed some boxer shorts underneath. “Take those off - at once,” said John through gritted teeth. “You’ll suffer more for that.”
“Dad, it’s not fair.”
“It wasn’t fair that you caused your mother to miss her meeting. Now lie face down on the table.”
John then fixed Velcro taped straps round his ankles and attached them firmly to the corners of the table so that his legs were held apart, while Steph took up position where she could hold a wrist and pull on it. She asked Mike to take the other one.
Kim noticed that he was beginning to develop quite gratifyingly and remembered that her mother had commented on seeing the early sprouting of his pubic hair. She noted his penis, which had grown considerably in the year since she had seen him naked and unashamed in their swimming pool. And his skin was really a most attractive overall brown. She noted the hairs sprouting from beneath his arms and admired the muscles of his shoulders and upper arms. Looking down his prone body she noted the definition of his back muscles and saw that his buttocks were trim and without fat and that he was clenching and unclenching them, probably due to nervousness. She longed to stroke his skin and examine the minute, delicate and almost invisible hairs that covered his bottom. Then she remembered her age and maturity and banished such thoughts.
Edwin managed to keep up his show of defiance; though by now it was less convincing and it was all he could do to control the shivering. His mother and Mike were tugging on his arms and his legs were now fixed so that his movement was limited. His father had positioned himself to one side and Lucy was manoeuvring herself for the best view. There was a pause. Then from John: “Are you ready?”
“No, I’m not. I can’t stop you. But you haven’t even told me how many strokes you are going to give me.”
“That is because I don’t know how many it will take to drive home to you the little matter of responsibility. First I must prepare your skin by giving your thighs and buttocks a good paddling until they are hot and red. If it takes a hundred strokes that is what you’ll get. After that will come the punishment proper, which I am determined will really hurt.”
With that John brought his paddle down on Edwin’s right buttock with a resounding thwack. Edwin yelped; he had resolved not to make a sound but the sudden and unexpected pain took him by surprise. He bit his lip.
Thwack! The second stroke descended on the identical spot before the pain from the first had subsided. It was agony but this time Edwin managed to stifle any sound. John shifted his position so that he was able to direct the third stroke on to the left buttock. And the fourth. He continued, first on one side and then the other, moving round the table as necessary, until all areas within his range had been covered two or three times and Edwin’s skin was taking on a rosy hue. He tried his best to take the blows “Like a man,” as his father would have said, but under the onslaught he was soon wriggling and writhing.
“Keep still or you’ll get it where it really hurts!”
“I thought you said you were going to prepare me first with light smacks. This is really hard.”
“I never said light. But after I have warmed you up I’ll give you some that you will really feel.” Thwack!!
“Ouch!”
At Steph’s bidding Liz Harvey came up and added her weight to Edwin’s ankles, which were bidding to break free.
John, now satisfied by the colour of his buttocks shifted his attention down his thighs and soon every visible area was beginning to glow. John ordered his helpers to release Edwin’s ankles so that he could turn over on to his back and the ankle straps could be reattached to the legs at the corners. Unwillingly Edwin turned over and this revealed what had hitherto escaped notice, but which Edwin was all too aware of: he had a massive erection. Kim looked away. Lucy exclaimed in delight and moved forward to touch.
“Lucy. What do you think you are doing? Don’t touch!”
Edwin would have been terribly embarrassed but for the fact that he was in so much pain that that took precedence.
John said opportunistically, ”So you are getting pleasure from this. Just you wait and you won’t for much longer.”
He then turned his attention to the front of Edwin’s thighs, which had, up to now, escaped his attentions. Soon the skin on the front and tender insides of his thighs was hot and red to match the back. And Edwin’s erection was as hard as ever even though he wriggled and squirmed, fighting against his mother and Liz Harvey who were now holding his wrists and stretching him. Mike Harvey was attending to Edwin’s legs, pressing his knees outwards to make the insides available for John’s blows and tightening the straps as required.
Edwin could not, or perhaps would not, restrain himself. He yelped and swore while he fought against the restraints. He had now given up all attempts to seem unconcerned or heroic. His skin now blazed and radiated heat to match. Lucy did not attempt to disguise her excitement and pleasure. Kim was still caught between affecting indifference and feelings of sexual arousal. Mike and Liz having felt outsiders at the beginning were now more involved and were experiencing mixed emotions. Steph had begun to feel pity but this was tempered by the fact that he was so angry and resentful. There was another feeling: “I am getting so hot,” she said as she removed her light jacket. Now she stood there in her bra with bare shoulders and arms
John paused. He examined his handiwork and pointed out to his assistants the results of his ministrations. By now the skin on Edwin’s back was underneath him and John wanted to examine that area, so, under his instruction, Mike released the ankle straps and raised Edwin’s knees until they were near his head. There was an undamaged area either side of his genitals and anus. John asked him to take one leg while Steph took the other.
"Hold it there. Keep his knees as close to his ears as possible so that I can attend to that pale area.”
He placed his hand over Edwin’s scrotum to protect his balls and deftly brought down the paddle on to the pale skin. Edwin yelled again and it was all that the three helpers could do to restrain him. Liz noticed that now Steph was embracing Edwin’s thigh with her naked arms and this provoked a stirring in her genitals that she had never expected. She could barely control Edwin’s arms.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, the paddle descended on the tender skin until its redness matched that of the other areas. John paused, satisfied with his artistry. He told his helpers to turn Edwin over again so that he was in his original position but this time with a cushion from the sofa beneath his pelvis so that his gleaming buttocks were raised. By this time it was as if Edwin had become resigned to his fate and protests and movement were much reduced.
When John was satisfied he gathered himself together for the promised punishment onslaught . Although the run-up to this had hurt Edwin he knew that it would soon be forgotten unless he made the final strokes really tell. He raised his paddle high and brought it down with a fearful whack on to the tender right buttock. It was a much harder blow than had gone before and Edwin howled. Giving him just long enough for the pain to reach a climax John applied a second murderous blow to the identical spot, followed by two more on the left buttock. Edwin’s body went into spasm and he thrashed around, only just restrained by John’s team and the straps. John applied four more really heavy strokes two on each side, which left Edwin moaning and quietly crying, John was at last satisfied. “Right, you can get up now. I hope you have learned your lesson.”
Edwin was now shaking, with tears rolling unrestrainedly down his cheeks and Steph, her anger discharged, now really felt sorry for him. She placed a hand on his shoulder, but was violently rejected by her son. Liz had disappeared, but she quickly returned with some after-sun lotion that she had found in the bathroom. She took charge and, after pouring a generous portion into her hand, she applied it to Edwin’s raging skin and gently smoothed it in while he remained standing. He accepted her ministration.
“I am sure you deserved what you got, but I think you have been very brave.” That helped.
Meanwhile, Steph ordered Lucy to bed, much to her annoyance. “Why should I? It’s not fair. Kim is staying up.”
“Kim is older than you. Anyway you have school tomorrow. Let’s have no more objections or you will find yourself under the paddle and I am sure you wouldn’t want that.”
Lucy went off with bad grace. Edwin, who was beginning to recover his composure, was sent up to his bed and the room was restored to its normal state so that the two couples plus Kim could resume the intended social evening.
After a few minutes Kim murmured an excuse and left the room. Instead of going to the bathroom she stopped outside Edwin’s door and gently opened it. “May I come in?”
Edwin was in bed with his knees pulled up, making a tent. He gave a convulsive start. “I want to be alone.”
“I know, but please let me come and tell you how much I admire you. You were so brave.”
“But I made a noise.”
“Only a little. I would have howled the place down. I think you were great. And it was unfair, doing that to you just because you forgot something.” She sat on the bed beside him and kissed him on the forehead. “You must be very sore.”
“It’s not too bad.”
Kim slipped her hand under the duvet to where she judged Edwin’s right hand to be and she came in contact not only with his hand, but with his hard cock. “Wow, Edwin, that is great.”
“It won’t seem to go down. It is embarrassing. I didn’t want you to see it.”
“You can’t just keep it to yourself. I want to see and touch it.”
Before he could stop her she had ripped the cover off, leaving his penis standing proud, apart from his hands, which vainly tried to cover it.
“You obviously need some help there. Take your hands away and let me see what I can do.”
She gently took hold of his member and, bending down, took the knob into her mouth, savouring the salty taste of the precum that oozed from the slit. Edwin began to relax, lying back on the pillows. Kim now seemed completely at ease, massaging the base of his penis between finger and thumb and taking more of the length into her mouth till she almost gagged. Then up and down, varying the movements by strumming the underside of his cock with her tongue and cupping his balls with her free hand. The cock became even harder and she felt Edwin tense his body. The muscular thighs that she had admired tightened and he groaned until there was a sudden spasm and a load of spunk jetted into Kim’s mouth. She swallowed it all.
“Sorry. I couldn’t help it. It came so quickly.”
“Don’t be sorry. It was lovely. Just what I wanted. You have a super cock and your spunk tastes delicious. Tell me Edwin, are you still a virgin?”
“Well sort of. I have played around with girls, but I haven’t ever had proper sex and put it right in.”
“We’ll have to do something about that; when there’s more time. Would you like that?”
“Oh, yes. Very much.”
“OK, that’s a promise. I’d better go now or my parents will be coming to see where I’ve got to. Good night Edwin – that was lovely.”
“It was. Thanks a lot. Good night.”
After a tender kiss she was gone and Edwin was beginning to feel that perhaps, after all, it had been worth it. But his father would not have been pleased if he knew.
