Pictures 09 - a Big Schoolboy Is Spanked


by Mentor <John.mentor7@ntlworld.com>

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It was a long time ago that I discovered the availability of CP pictures on the internet. More recently I have sought to write stories that might account for those pictures. I am fully aware that many of them come from a completely different background. Indeed in some cases I was already aware of that setting so please don't complain if you feel I've taken liberties. I intended to.

If the reader would like a copy of the picture for any stories in my "Inspired By Pictures" series, please drop me an email with a request and statement of which picture you need and I will try to send it. Many came from the now defunct site which was run for a long time by Johnny in Holland. These are in bitmap form and so are of fair size. I have tried changing them but always succeed in losing some quality and so I will send them as they are.

Picture Name: Schoolboy 1, 2 & 3

Richard Webster was in the sixth form of St Godric's School for boys. It was a private boarding school with traditional discipline and rules. Indeed, one of those rules had only recently been amended for neither the governors not the headmaster could any longer fight against the tide which had developed during the 1960s. Until the end of the Christmas term of 1975 there had been a rigidly enforce rule that there was to be no association of any sort with the girls of the nearby St Anne's School nor any other females except close family members.

It happened that Richard lived near the home of Veronica Featherstone. Until that Christmas holiday they had never met but now things changed for the very good reason that Veronica's father had just been promoted, resulting in his moving to the office where Richard's father worked. They were close colleagues and became good friends. As a result, Richard and Veronica met with the families and later without that escort. By the time term started, under a now slightly more relaxed regime, they had established a relationship and became the first couple who were able to admit that fact.

Things developed, of course and, although they were not allowed in each other's rooms in either school, there were other places were privacy could be obtained. One of these was Beeching's Wood. This was named after the man who had owned it some two hundred years previously. It was of considerable size, with many areas of thick woodland conveniently provided with clearings which provided ideal circumstances for snogging and the other activities for which many couples feel the need of some privacy. In earlier years Beeching' s Wood had provided the venue for many a clandestine meeting for boys and girls of the two schools who were prepared to take the risk of being caught and they had developed well separated entrances for the two _s_e_x_es.

Further to reduce the risk of arousing suspicion, it was rarely that an unaccompanied boy or girl would enter the wood. Rather, as a group, should any prefect or master or mistress note, they would simply assume that it was a group out for a walk together, not expecting that deep in the wood there would be a meeting and a parting of ways as they broke into pairs.

Richard had not considered it necessary always to take these precautions now that meetings were allowed and he and Veronica had sometimes walked together into the wood. It was on one such occasion that they were spotted. Mr Gilbert Edwards, Richard's headmaster, happened to be driving past as they entered. Mr Edwards was a bachelor who had never had much interest in the opposite _s_e_x_. Indeed, he was one of those individuals who had not developed much interest in _s_e_x_ of any variety and had remained surprisingly naïve for someone in his position.

Mr Augustus Keeley was not so naïve however, and when, in passing, the headmaster mentioned how good it was to see young people taking exercise in the open air, and then mentioned the couple's visit to the woods, Mr Keeley' s interest was aroused. He did not like Richard. Indeed, he had taken a dislike to him when Richard had produced a clever answer to which he could not respond during his first week in the school. That was coupled with the fact the Mr Keeley actually found himself attracted by Richard's body.

Formal discipline in the school was largely maintained by the headmaster and his cane. However, there were two parallel systems. Prefects were allowed limited use of the cane but each case had to be discussed with the headmaster before application. In addition, there was the acknowledgement that the more senior masters could themselves apply a spanking. There were some restrictions, the most serious of which was that the boy had to have the option of a visit to the headmaster instead.

For Mr Keeley, it seemed that he had been presented with the possibility of giving Richard Webster the spanking he had longed to apply for many years. It would be worth any effort expended to achieve that goal and effort there would be. In the first place, there was the need for careful vigilance, so that he knew when the trap could be set but this was exacerbated by Mr Keeley's bulk for he enjoyed his food and this was reflected in the weight he had to carry round with him. Augustus Keeley, to put it bluntly, was fat and walking was certainly not his favourite occupation.

However, some careful watching from an inconspicuously parked car gave him the first supply of data. The couple went into that wood almost as regularly as clockwork at three o'clock on any Saturday or Sunday afternoon when the sun was shining. Always they were a lone couple. Now all he had to do was to find a way of following them.

He waited until it was a glorious afternoon and then put himself in place. Richard and Veronica appeared but Mr Keeley's heart sank. For the first time since he had been observing them, it was not a lone couple but two pairs of lovers. Even worse, Barry Knowles was the other boy. Mr Keeley may have been a senior member of the teaching staff but he was not a good teacher. He had favourites and he knew that he would never be able to bring himself to degrade Knowles by giving him the sort of spanking that he longed to give to Webster.

However, he might have the opportunity to discover where in the woods he might find his target on a subsequent occasion. In addition, with four of them, the talking was loud enough for him to be able to avoid losing his quarry without actually being visible should one of them look back. It went beautifully until he rounded a corner to see the two couples parting. Richard and Veronica went to the left and Barry went to the right with his partner.

Unobtrusively, Augustus Keeley took the path to the left. Now more stealth was required and he knew he was not built for stealth. He managed it though. He saw them settle down on the grass in a clearing and placed himself behind a bush where he could also sit. He had never had a girlfriend himself and had little idea of what boys and girls together might do. He watched them kissing. He watched them fondling each other's bodies. He watched as she undid the flies on his jeans and massaged his willy. He watched as the boy's hand unfastened her bra and fondled her breasts. He was wondering when he might intervene when they both started to undress completely and, before his eyes he saw intercourse begin.

It had been worth the wait! It was time for the trap to be sprung.

Mr Keeley raised his great bulk to his feet and brushed the leaves off his clothing. He walked across as though he had accidentally stumbled across them. They had been so engrossed in their activity that they had not noticed his arrival until his shadow fell across them and his toe prodded Richard's ribs.

"What's the meaning of this?"

Richard turned his head and said, "Oh, lor!"

"Oh, lor, indeed. Get up!"

Naked, Richard rose to his feet. Mr Keeley glanced at the naked form, collecting the only information he needed and then said, "I ought to be able to have a walk through the woods without stumbling over fornicating teenagers. I will see you in my study when I get back to school. In the meantime, get dressed and get back there."

Shaken and embarrassed, Richard simply replied, "Yes. Sir."

He and Veronica started to dress. Mr Keeley walked away. Rather than risk any further trouble and not knowing whether the schoolmaster had left the area or was keeping covert watch, as soon as they were dressed they walked towards the entrance of the woods and as they arrived there, they parted. For his part, Mr Keeley had returned to his car and driven back to school. There, he went to the masters' common room and found it empty. That did not matter. Indeed he preferred it. He could contemplate the delights he would soon experience and he gave Master Richard Webster the lesson he had longed to give him for years. They delay sweetened the experience and the added discomfiture which would be experienced by an older boy only added to the pleasure Augustus Keeley would experience. From the common room he could see the main entrance. Eventually he saw his victim walking quickly up the drive.

Mr Keeley consulted his watch. He would give him a further fifteen minutes to stew.

At the due moment he went across to his study. It was ideally placed for what was to come. Years ago he had been on the ground floor and any passing eyes would have been able to look into the room through the window. Clearly it would have aroused suspicion to have closed the curtains in the middle of the afternoon. Now he was on the first floor and at the end of a corridor. Even more important was the fact that, as a bachelor, he had rooms in school but his colleagues who also had studies on this corridor were all married and none was on duty. He would not be overheard.

He opened his study door and said, "Come in and close the door behind you."

Once inside, he pulled his chair away from his desk and pointed to the floor in front of him.

"Stand there."

Richard obeyed.

"Before we go any further, I have a simple question to put to you. I can deal with this informally or you can request that it goes to the headmaster. I imagine that you can work out what that would involve. Which do you want?"

Richard replied, "Will you deal with it, please, sir?"

"Very well, Webster. As a start, as you seem so happy to remove your trousers, we can have them and your underpants off. However, before that, remove your shoes in case you accidentally kick out while you are being spanked."

Surprised and rather reluctantly, Richard obeyed.

Mr Keeley said, "Apart from the fact that you delight in displaying yourself, the fact that the school allows informal dress and you chose to wear jeans is another reason for them to be removed. I'm not wearing myself out spanking you through denim."

He had taken the precaution, as he entered the room behind Richard, to adjust his trousers so that his already expanding masculinity could be comfortable. Now he sat looking at Richard standing in his socks and with his underpants and jeans lowered to his knees. His embarrassment knew no bounds as he was completely exposed to the view of the master, for his tee shirt did not reach far enough down to cover his genitals. Then, to his horror, Mr Keeley's hand came out and he lifted his penis with one finger.

"It doesn't seem to have a cover."

This was a comment to which Richard felt he could off no response.

Mr Keeley said, "Well, boy! What have you got to say for yourself?"

Richard forced himself to reply, "It was covered before you told me to get undressed, sir."

"True, but it wasn't when you were fornicating in the woods, was it?"

"No, sir."

The master removed his finger. Richard's penis fell down. The master opened a drawer on his desk and took out a packet. It was a condom. He opened the packet and extracted its contents. Then he put it onto Richard's penis.

He raised his voice. "If you must indulge your natural passions, boy, then have the sense to use one of these. I do not believe that your parents or those of your accomplice in sin are yet ready to be informed that they are about to become grandparents. I'm right, aren't I boy?"

Richard admitted that he was.

Mr Keeley took a hand towel and placed it on his knee.

"That condom has some lubrication on it to ease its entry when used for it's normal purpose instead of simply as a demonstration. We'll use this to avoid my trousers being marked by it. His usual reason for using such a towel, of course, was the risk of the boy ejaculating during a spanking.

He took up a heavy two foot ruler and said, "For a small boy I might use a gym shoe or even my hand. You aren't a small boy and your offence was so serious that it requires the most effective weapon I can find. I think this will serve the purpose. Do you agree, boy?"

Richard forced himself to reply, "I suppose so, sir."

"Suppose so!" Mr Keeley's voice was raised in mock surprise. He felt like an angler. He had Webster well and truly hooked and was playing him for all he was worth.

"It seems that we have to remind you of the seriousness of your situation. If this goes to the headmaster, what do you think will happen?"

"I suppose I'll get a good caning, sir."

"You might well have that experience. On the other hand, he might not bother to do that. I'm virtually certain that whether or not he thrashed you, he would have expelled you. What's more, if he didn't, you could well wish that he had done so when your colleagues experienced the results of your action."

"What results, sir?"

Mr Keeley had played no part whatsoever in getting the change of rules but he knew that Webster would not know that.

"Some of us worked extremely hard to persuade the headmaster and the governors to move into the second half of the twentieth century and allow social intercourse between the boys of this school and the opposite _s_e_x_. Never, in our wildest dreams, did we imagine that it would become _s_e_x_ual intercourse within a few weeks. You might like to consider the fact that the rule change could well have been reversed if the headmaster or the governors discovered what you have been up to. It was the possibility of such an outrage occurring which was the weapon they used to try to avoid the change. There are therefore two good reasons why you should be grateful that I caught you at it when I did. With luck you had not reached the stage where a pregnancy might occur, and you have not deprived the entire school of the possibility of going out with a girl. Perhaps you would like to express your gratitude, boy."

Richard was becoming increasingly irritated with his exposure and this conversation, to say nothing of the repeated use of "boy" rather than his name. He forced himself to say, "Thank you, sir."

Mr Keeley said, "And perhaps you'd like to ask me to give you your spanking?"

In the hope that this would bring the conversation to and end, Richard said, "Will you give me my spanking, please, sir?"

"Place yourself over my knee and support your upper body with your hands on the floor."

Richard went into the required position, remembering to allow his penis to assume an upward pointing position in case he developed a hard. The master pulled his tee shirt even higher and rested a hand on his neck. Richard felt the heavy ruler being placed on his back and then the master's hand running over his seat.

"It hardly seems fair that it was other parts of your anatomy which were misbehaving but it is your rump which is going to pay the price. In all your years in the school this will be the first time it has been exposed to a spanking from me. Possibly if I had been more vigilant in the past you may not have offended today."

Richard was become increasingly annoyed and humiliated but dare not let it show. He was completely under the master's control. As for Augustus Keeley, he was enjoying every minute. Unknown to the unfortunate boy, the hard he had acquired earlier was now a throbbing pillar of excitement. He was relieved that there was a sufficient space between his groin and the boy to ensure that his victim did not become aware of his stimulated condition.

A further idea presented itself to the master. He was aware that some people can be brought to ejaculation by being thrashed or thrashing. From the depressed state that he had seen on the boy he did not think that he would be enjoying that sort of response but he did wonder whether he could bring himself to a climax. He had never managed it in the past, although he remembered a couple of occasions when he had got close.

However, he had some work to do. He picked up his ruler, raised it and crashed it done hard across both cheeks. He had chosen well. That was about the largest weapon which could usefully be employed in an over the knee spanking. It raised an immediate reddening and he had the satisfaction of hearing Richard gasp.

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

That was six. He paused to feel the warmth of the reddened cheeks.

He said, "I think we'll do better if your rump is at a better angle. Straighten your legs and bend your arms. Stick you bottom nicely in the air."

Once again, Richard had not choice but to obey.

Then it started again.

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Six more. Richard felt as though his bottom was red hot but he simply had to remain and accept what he was given.

As for the master, the throbbing inside his trousers was become even more intense and he could very fairly give far more to a boy of this age, especially when he knew that the boy would not dare to complain.

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Richard knew that he had taken eighteen and was aware that he had no idea how far the master would go.

Augustus Keeley was now determined that he would ejaculate. He was already almost there.

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Splatt!!

Triumph! A surge of pleasure surged though his body as he was aware that his underpants needed to be changed!

He had achieved a double target. He had spanked and humiliated a boy who had been a thorn in his side during his entire career in the school and he had given himself an orgasm simply by spanking the repulsive boy.

"Get up and get dressed."

Relieved, Richard rose to his feet and pulled his pants and jeans up. He had wondered whether to remove the condom but he could dress more quickly leaving it in place.

"There's one more thing, boy."

"What's that, sir?"

"You asked me to give you a spanking. I have obliged. Don't you think I'm due for some thanks?"

Richard forced himself to say, "I'm sorry, sir. Thank you."

"Now you can go."

Richard made his escape and the master put the ruler away before going to his rooms where masturbation produced a second ejaculation.


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