Jason's Paddle

by SpankedTeen <mitchdt@yahoo.com>

When I was 12 years old, my mom worked nights. She was a single parent and worked to make sure I food to eat, clothes to wear and all those other things that parents say.

Even though I was 12, my mom did not want me staying alone. She had a boy from the neighborhood babysit. He was 16 years old. Jason was his name. I remember Jason well. He was about 5'8" tall, weighed about 155 pounds. He was a strong kid and liked to wrestle. We would wrestle a lot. I think he really enjoyed it because when he wore his sweat pants, he would try to hide his crotch. Well, I got a look a few times, and his enjoyment was obvious.

One night, while Jason was cleaning the kitchen, I decided to look in his book bag. In it I found some porno magazines. They were pictures of mostly guys. In the bag also was a ping pong paddle. All the cushioning had been stripped of so it was just wood.

Jason walked in as I was looking at these magazines. He got real red, either with anger or embarassment, or both.

He said, "Why are you going through my stuff?"

I said, "I'm sorry Jason, I was just curious."

"Well," he said, "I think you need punishment for going through someone's stuff!"

"Please don't get mad." I said.

"Too late! If you don't accept my punishment, I will tell your mom that those magazines are yours!" He said.

"What punishment?"

"A paddling with my ping pong paddle."

"How how many?" I stuttered.

"Oh, as many as I think you deserve."

Well, I could not let my mom think that those were my magazines. So I told him that I would let him paddle me.

Jason went to the kitchen and got a chair. He put it in the middle of the floor in the living room. He ordered to me take off my clothes.

"What?" I asked surprised.

"You don't think I need to punish your pants do you? YOU need to be punished, your butt is what is going to get it. All of it." He said.

I removed my clothing and stood there in front of him. I was covering my crotch to hide the sparce pubic hair and my one inch soft penis.

"Timmy," he said to me, "punishment is more than pain. It also involves embarassment. Now move your hands to your side so that you are standing in front of me completely nude and everything is visible.

"If you don't want this to last for the next 3 hours, you will do it now!"

I held my hands down. He took a good long look. He finally ordered me to the chair.

"Put your hands in the chair, so you are bent over."

I did.

Jason picked up the paddle and walked over to me.

"We will start with 10 licks. If that is enough, we will stop." He said.

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

MY GOD!, I thought my butt was on fire. I had never felt a paddling like this before. i started to get up.

"What the hell are you doing?!" He yelled. "20 penalty licks for getting up before you were told!"

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!...

He paused about 3 seconds between licks. I hated that. It gave time for the pain to settle in.

After my 20 penalty licks, I waited for his command to get up. He bent down and looked at my penis. Instead of its normal one inch soft state, it was now in its 5 inch hard as a rock state.

"If you enjoy this so much, how about 10 more?"

"NO! Please NO!. I am sorry for looking in there! I'll never do it again!" I pleaded.

But he insisted.

WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP!!!!!!!!!!

"Now get up!", he ordered.

I got up crying. Not even my Dad, when he lived here, made my ass that sore. I was hurting. A paddling like that is not common for me.

Jason went to the bathroom after my paddling. I could here the sounds of a teenage boy stroking off. After he was finished, he said it was time to go to bed. He took his paddle into the bedroom and bared my ass again and gave me 5 more licks.

"That's so you don't forget who is in charge when I am here. Good night Timmy." He said as I rubbed my sore red burning ass.

I finally fell asleep.

Jason paddled me many more times after that. Some not so severe, some more so. He got off on it. And after a while, so did I.

I can't go a day without a spanking now.

This story is completely true.