Sven had gone through life without ever having experienced the good old-fashioned discipline that helps many a young man find his way towards manhood. At no stage during his upbringing had his father or stepfather fully assumed the responsibility involved in bringing a young man into line or giving him the guidance which all young men need at some time or another if they are to avoid making further mistakes or learn that certain misdeeds lead to sanctions or punishments and that it is not always possible to do exactly as one pleases.
At the age of 31 Sven was still unspanked. Most young men have by the age of 31 put all thoughts of spanking behind them. The ritual of being ordered to go to their room and wait for a visit from their father or uncle has by that age been stored somewhere in their memory, an experience to draw upon occasionally but an experience that does not usually need repeating. The nervous feeling in the pit of the stomach as they remove their trousers and underpants and stand bare-bottomed while they hear their father or uncle coming down the hall, the exciting humiliation of being taken over a lap and held in a firm grip or being made to bend over the side of the bed and present a nervous bared bottom for punishment, the sound of the hand or paddle striking soft disobedient buttocks, the hot stinging sensation of each smack and the uncomfortable after-heat of a well-spanked backside - these feelings were unknown to Sven and might have remained so had it not been for his meeting David, an older man who had recently become his friend.
True, Sven had often toyed with the fantasy of finally getting his just desserts, of finally being ordered to take up position across a strict older man's lap and be cleansed from some misdeed through the act of a good sound bottom-spanking. Little did he know that the fantasy was soon to become reality and that his mature yet still youthful bottom would be making up for lost time and be the recipient of regular discipline laid on with a willing but loving hand.
David for his part was fully aware of the fact that Sven lacked direction and that the main cause for this was an upbringing with too few rules and regulations. He considered the possibility of helping Sven to put his life in order by the well tried and tested means of affectionate yet firm discipline. The fact that Sven's bottom was extremely well formed and attractive made the notion all the more interesting. Finally David decided he would wait for the right opportunity and introduce Sven to the good old-fashioned bottom discipline he so obviously needed. In the meantime he purchased a table-tennis paddle in preparation. A young boy can be easily controlled through regular hand-spanking, but a fully grown man needs stronger measures if he is to benefit from having his bottom disciplined. David considered the paddle to be ideal for this, and aimed to train Sven's virgin bottom to take regular doses of paddle discipline in order to help him attain the stability and maturity befitting a young man of 31.
One evening, during dinner, Sven was explaining the situation at his college and was obviously making excuses for his own failures by criticising members of staff. David listened for a while but then countered by saying that he did not agree with Sven's reasoning and that the trouble appeared to be a lack of self-discipline. Sven was quiet after this, and David continued by saying that in his opinion the best way for Sven to succeed would be to concentrate more on the job in hand and be less eager to criticise others around him. In fact, he needed someone to make sure he did his work properly and to provide encouragement if things were not going too well.
Sven asked what kind of encouragement David meant. David replied that he thought Sven needed a regular 'reminder' of his place in the educational system at his college and that he saw the whole problem as being one of discipline. In fact, David continued, he was of the opinion that a good spanking now and again would be most beneficial in keeping Sven on course.
Sven did not know what to say. Deep inside he was getting excited. Here was a man who he liked and respected who had started to talk to him about being disciplined. He felt a hardness between his legs, but before he had a chance to say anything David continued talking.
'In fact' said David ' I think it would be a good idea if I gave you a practical demonstration of what I have in mind! When we have finished our dinner I want you to go to my bedroom and remove your trousers and wait until I call you back out again!'
The rest of the meal was blur in Sven's mind. It seemed like an eternity before David cleared away the plates and told Sven to go into the bedroom and prepare himself. He went to the room, removed his trousers and stood waiting by the bed. After what seemed like another eternity but which were in fact only a few minutes David called him into the living-room. The first thing Sven saw was a chair placed in the middle of the room.
'This is your spanking-chair' David said. 'In future I will expect you to move it into position before you go to the bedroom and remove your clothing!'
David sat down on the chair and motioned Sven to come closer. When he was within reach David put out his hands and eased Sven's underpants down to his knees. Sven's excitement was fully visible and his _c_o_c_k_ sprang to attention when it was freed from the underpants. David paid no attention to this but motioned Sven to lay down over his left knee. He placed his left hand firmly on Sven's back and locked his right leg over Sven's legs, thereby holding him firmly in position for punishment. David took in the sight of Sven's well-rounded smooth bottom poised for discipline. It seemed almost a shame to disturb such beauty but it was all too easy to succumb to the temptation any disciplinarian feels when given the opportunity to spank a man's firm yet bouncy buttocks.
Seconds later Sven felt a hard stinging whack across both buttocks. He was both shocked, surprised and exhilerated by the sting and heat that spread across his bottom. He did not however have time to relish the sensation as the first spank was followed by another whack on his right buttock, and then another whack on the left. The spanking continued regularly and steadily and Sven felt as though David was systematically covering every inch of his bottom in order to punish him properly. The stinging became more intense as the spanking continued, Sven felt his bottom getting hotter and hotter and ever more uncomfortable.
Then suddenly, the spanking ceased and David let him up from his knee and he stood between David's legs. His hands flew to his stinging bottom to try and ease the discomfort and he was waiting to be told to go back into the bedroom and put his trousers back on.
'You needn't think that I've finished with you yet!' David said. 'That was just the beginning! Go into the dining-room and fetch the paddle from the desk-drawer!'
Sven obeyed without question even though he thought he had been punished sufficiently. He opened the drawer and took out a table-tennis paddle and brought it back to David. When he had handed it over he was pushed back down across David's knee and this time there was no doubt that he was going to be spanked very soundly indeed.
If the hand-spanking had made his bottom sting then the continuation of his punishment with the paddle set his bottom on fire. Little moans escaped from Sven's mouth as the paddle appeared to find new and previously unexplored areas of his bottom to spank. The paddle spanked on without mercy and Sven was bouncing up and down over David's knee each time the paddle connected with his tender buttocks. He had never realised that a spanking could feel like this. This was a far cry from the pleasant bottom-slapping that had been the stuff of his fantasies. This was a hot searing session of bare-bottom discipline that he had never thought would be administered to his now 31 year-old rear-end.
David continued to apply the paddle to the whole bottom area. Only when Sven's entire bottom was a pleasing shade of red did David decide that enough was enough and once more allow Sven to stand up. This time Sven hopped from foot to foot, holding his now bright red buttocks and wrinkling his mouth and forehead with discomfort. His _c_o_c_k_ was however still very much aroused, a fact which assured David that the disciplinary session had not been unwanted and that there would surely be a continuation at a later date.
David took hold of the rock-hard _c_o_c_k_ and used it to lead Sven into the hall. He allowed Sven to observe his well-spanked bottom in the hall mirror. He then took a harder grip on Sven's _c_o_c_k_ and looked Sven in the eye. 'I've dealt with your bottom' said David 'So now I think I'd better deal with this problem as well!' He led Sven into the bedroom, but not in order for him to put his trousers back on.