The following true account is another of the "Ted Series". Ted is a 24 year old boy who has regularly seen me for punishment for 2 years. Other Ted stories can be found in the MMSA Stories Archives.
The e-mail was sent to my spanking address: thespanker70@hotmail. com. It was from Ted, who had screwed up big time: "Please sir, I need $400 for my rent as I lost the money in a poker game". I knew he was screwed, 'cause I don't approve of gambling in my boys, and he would know what to expect.
I replied " Be here tonight; friday, 9/11/98 at 7 pm sharp... you'll get the money and a lesson".
Ted arrived at 7 pm sharp... he has previously learned lessons about my fetish for punctuality. He knocked twice and I opened the door.
"Enter and strip boy" I said, wasting no time on formalities.
Ted complied; stripping off his muscle tee to reveal his smooth 6-2 145 lb frame with no chest hair. He has a college soccer player's build and nicely tanned skin from the summer break. Next, he peeled off his black Nike windpants, pausing to slip off the cross trainers he had forgotten in his haste. Sweat was forming on his sides, and his hands were shaking.... they always do when he is in trouble. His 9 inch _c_o_c_k_ was at half mast, tenting his plaid gap boxers with the tip pumping up and down with each rapid heartbeat. I nodded, and he slipped them off, with his _c_o_c_k_ quickly springing up to strike his lean washboard abdomen. His huge balls hung low in their sack, so I grabbed them and applied pressure, knowing that they would soon seek higher ground when his fear and pain grow.
"Well Ted, you really _f_u_c_k_ed up this time" I said, watching him tremble a little more. "Was I the first one you asked for the money?"
"No Sir.... I tried everyone first". he truthfully replied.
I knew this to be the case, as he would want to conceal this folly from me in the hopes of avoiding correction. I squeezed his full balls a little harder and leaned up to his ear " hoping to keep it from your master boy... that's going to cost you extra" I whispered.
Ted just shook and sweated, then gasped as I twisted his balls harder. He knew he was _f_u_c_k_ed.
I took out the four $100 dollar bills and placed them on the bureau..."you can pick these up after your lesson boy".
"Thankyou sir he wisely, if halfheartedly replied.
"Ted, do you recall the one time I caned You" I asked.
"Yes sir," he replied as his pupils perceptibly dilated and his breathing grew a bit quicker.
"As I recall, you received twenty strokes on the bare" I stated. "Do you recall what twenty strokes did?".
His softening _c_o_c_k_ and heavy sweating revealed his recollection... he replied " sir, the bruises took 2 weeks to heal".
"Yes Ted, and as I recall, you wailed and carried on like a 13 year old boy" I hissed.
"Well this time you will receive one cane stroke for each dollar: 400 strokes.. (his wide eyes showed fear and disbelief).But of course, you can't endure all of that at once. Therefore, you will receive 50 strokes every Friday for 8 weeks".
Ted began to sob.... (cont).