Go West Young Man 6 Revival


by Millard <Millard@mail.com>

Please refer to previous Go West stories for background.

Jer continued West, walking the dusty trail which sometimes was nothing more than two ruts in the grass. He still felt foolish, dressed only in a red shirt, and his newly acquired apron, which left his bottom on display. As he walked, he could feel the strokes from his recent spanking, and occasionally would rub his hands over his cheeks. He finally heard the sound of running water, and taking a small trail, found a pool of water. He quickly took off his clothes, and waded into the water, drinking his fill as the coolness overcame the fire which still burned in his backside. He got out, and dressed, thinking how he could never be seen in public in the apron. He tied it on, and reaching around, brought it up between his legs so that it ended up like a strange kind of diaper. He tucked the ends into the apron tie, and felt like he could at least go out again. Jer walked for several hours, his empty stomach rumbling, until he crested a hill, and heard the sound of some sort of music. He quickened his pace, and found himself on the outskirts of a small settlement, facing a large tent which had a strange looking machine by its door. There were 4 kids standing in front of the thing pushing up and down on some sort of bag, and a small man who was sitting on the other side, pushing on some little white pieces of wood. Beautiful music came out of the machine, and Jer stood there totally in awe.

Realizing that he wasn't dressed well, he snuck to the rear of the tent, and stuck his head carefully under the flap. There, he saw a man, dressed in white, standing on a raised stage area, holding an open book, and talking to a crowd of people. All Jer caught was the word "amen", as the man who had been making music and the 4 children passed plates among the people, who placed coins in the plate!

Jer kept in his spot, as the crowd of people left. Finally, the little man and he man in white stood by the stage. They yelled for the kids to get in there. Something in the tone of their voices scared Jer, so he remained still. The small man started to yell at he kids who were now forming around him. Jer was close enough to see that there were 3 boys, a small dark haired boy, younger than him, a blonde boy who appeared to be about his age, and a skinny red headed kid who was older. There was also a girl, whose brown hair was cut so short that Jer thought she was a boy also, at first. She looked to be about his age also, although it was hard for him to tell, as he had not been around other kids much. The little man said something about cleaning up, and that there would be a "reckoning" after supper.

The word supper caused Jer's stomach to growl again, and he determined that he had to either approach these folks, or starve. He slid out, and walked around to the front of the tent. He entered, and was spotted by the small man, who asked him what he wanted. Jer quickly told his tale, of being an orphan, and in need of food. The men then spoke softly among themselves, and finally, after many questions, told Jer that he could stay, that they always needed "volunteers" to help in the Lord's work. The small man took Jer to the wagon in the rear of the big tent, and handed him some beef jerky, to eat while they cleaned up and got ready for supper. Jer ate with tears of joy in his eyes.

He re-entered the tent to see if he could help, but all of the clean up was done. He followed the other kids out to the rear of the area, to two smaller tents. Soon, the older boy and girl had started a fire, and were cooking something in a large pot. Jer tried to carry on a conversation with the other kids, but they simply looked at him with fear? in their eyes, and did not speak. Jer could not figure out what was going on. He sat on the ground, and finally joined the in a meal of fatback and bread and beans, which he dived into with gusto. After the meal, the two younger boys cleaned up the dishes. It was growing dark, and the only sounds were the crackling of the fire, and the sound of insects.

The man in white went into his tent, saying something about study. The little man looked at the 4 kids and told them it was "time". Jer didn't know what was going on, but in his heart, he felt that it wasn't going to be good. The older boy and one of the small ones went to the wagon, and brought out two strange looking benches. one had a large smooth piece of rounded wood sticking up. It looked like a wagon wheel spoke to Jer. The other had two smaller pieces. The man told them to "get ready", and the boys immediately dropped their trousers and stepped out of them. Jer noticed the two little boy's penises were shriveled up, and appeared tiny above their bags. The red headed boy had some hair above his penis, which was sticking out, an Jer could see that the red end of his penis was showing through the skin that surrounded it. The little girl had removed her dress, and a pair of pantaloons, and stood in front of the man also, her little girl thing showing like a slit in a pad of butter. It too was hairless. Jer was shocked.

The man told the two little ones to "climb on" Jer watched as they each went to the wagon and got a finger full of wagon wheel grease, and put it over the end of the pieces of wood. Then, the blonde boy turned, and pulled his butt cheeks apart, and sat down on the wooden spoke, forcing it right up his butthole! He whimpered as he did this, and Jer could see that his feet were barely touching the ground on each side of the bench. Quickly, the other boy also sat on his piece of wood. He cried out when he sat down, and then moaned as he sat there. Jer then saw the girl walk to the wheel and take some grease also. He noticed faint red marks covering her bottom. She returned, and whiped the grease on the large piece of wood, and gently placed her butt hole over the thing and sank down on it, with a quiver in her chin.

The man then went to the wagon, and returned with a nasty looking little horse whip. He told the big kid to get ready. He laid down on his back on the bench that they had sat on to eat. His bottom was at the end of the bench. He lifted his legs, and pulled them back alongside of his head, lifting and separating his butt cheeks, causing his butt hole to spread open. Jer could see his bag and now really stiff penis. The man walked to the bench, and without saying a word, whipped down the whip on the boy's butthole. He then proceeded to repeat this stroke over and over, as the boy at first gasped, then finaly cried and screamed. Then, the man moved to the side, and placed horizontal strokes from the edge of his hanging bag down to the edge of his back. These strokes were like rifle shots, and one stroke followed another. Jer noticed the boy's face, as he started to jerk and moan. Suddenly, some white milk like stuff shot from the end of his penis over his chest an onto his chin, where if slowly dripped off. Jer stood terrified. He wondered what had happened to the boy that would cause this to occur. He was so scared that he wet himself.

The man then pointed to he girl, who pulled herself off of the wood, and walked to the bench, her head hanging low. Jer saw the red headed boy then walk to the bench, gently pull his red cheeks apart, and sit on the wood. As this was done with his back to them, Jer could see his butt hole as the wood penetrated. He could see the boy's hole engulf and grab the wood, as he sank down on it.

The girl now took the boy's place on the bench, except that she as face down, with a leg on each side of the bench, which separated her bottom also. The little man wasted no time in starting. He whipped her bottom up and dowm, finally standing at her head, and slashing overhand right down her crack. Jer could see he whip tip actually penetrate her girl thing.

After her whipping was finished, she got up, and put her clothes back on. The man then pointed to the blonde boy, who pulled himself up off of the wood, and came to the man. The man then sat down, pulled the boy over his lap, and spanked him up and down his bottom, over and over and over, until the boy's bottom was bright red, and he was screaming in pain.

He then proceeded to spank the last boy in much the same way. Both little boys got dressed and walked to their tent, sniffling as they walked. This left the red headed boy on his bench, and the bench with two wooden stakes in it. The man then turned to Jer and asked him why he was wearing an apron. He reached to touch it, and discovered (to Jer's embarassment) that it was wet. He yanked the apron down, and pulled it off, exposing Jer to his leering gaze. The man told Jer that it was now obvious to him why he was wearing a diaper. He told Jer than he needed some "correction" of his evil ways. He pushed Jer to the bench with the two pieces of wood, and told him to sit. Jer was so scared of the man that he did not know what to do. In his fear, his own little boy penis suddenly took on a mind of its own, and rose to all of it's 3inch stiffness. The man saw this, and called him a dirty little boy. He told Jer to sit, and that he was going to "feel the rod of Jesse". Jer shook in fear as the man walked to the wagon, and brought back a yellow, wooden stick. He whacked Jer's butt and told him to get on the bench. Jer stepped over the bench with one leg, and positioned himself over the wood. He looked with pleading eyes to the man, who whacked him a second time. The pain was incredible, as the two lines burned through his butt, and etched themselves into his brain. Slowly, he reached back and pulled his butt cheeks apart as he looked down between his legs and placed his hole over the tip of the wood, whose pungent smell reminded him that another rear passage had already visited it that night. With a sigh, he lowered himself down, until the tip of the wood was just at the opening of his butt. Looking at the man's face, and seeing no compassion, he sat down more, feeling for the first time, a foreign object pushing past the opening and into his very being. He gently sat, until the thing was entirely inside of him. He then saw the man motion to the big boy, who stood up, pulling himself off of the bigger piece of wood, and immediately grabbing his butt cheeks. He bent down, and grabbed his clothes. As he walked past Jer, he could see that his penis was no longer stiff, unlike his own, which had, if anything, gotten stiffer than he had ever known possible, as he sat there, riding the rod.

The man told Jer to lean forward, but not to get off of the wood, if he knew what was good for him. Jer leaned forward, and was pushed down until his head and shoulders were lower than the bench end, his butt impaled in the rod. Then, the man slashed his buttocks from the top to the bottom, causing Jer to scream at the top of his voice. As Jer raised up in a particularly heart felt scream, he felt his little penis pulsing, and stared in amazement at it. While no white stuff came out, it seemed to be pumping just like the big boy's.

The man told him to stand up, which Jer did happily, feeling a strange feeling as the wood pulled out of his hole. He received a pair of tattered trousers from the man, which he quickly put on. The man told him to sleep in the wagon, and that he could stay and work with the group, or leave, whichever he wanted. He told him to remember, though that he would be punished whenever the man saw fit.

Jer shivered, in dread, and fear, as he lay in the wagon, staring at the embers of he fire, and wondering what to do?


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