THE FOLLOWING IS A FANTASY AND IN NO WAY ENDORSES ANY TYPE OF ABUSE OF CHILDREN, WHICH IS SOMETHING I ABHOR! I BELIEVE THAT SPANKING CAN BE AN ENJOYABLE ACTIVITY, DONE IN A LOVING WAY, AMONG CONSENTING ADULTS.
Oh, the young man really made a mistake! Arrogant, and couldn't behave himself at home, he joined the British Royal Navy! Thinking, now I will be a MAN, and can get away from my mom and dad.
He and, two other lads, met up for the required physical. STRIP NAKED! The three young men sat in a hallway, waiting for the doctor to call them in. James, John, and I embaARRassingly waited for the inevetible. James was obviously the most shy, he went first, and we could hear the doctor say to his nurse, "Have you ever seen such a little pecker? They'll nickname him pee wee on board."
James came out with a red face. I was last! It was an emBARRassinly, thorough exam, not to mention, sitting naked in a hallway for about an hour.
On board ship, the three of young bucks faced the Captain. "Out at sea, I AM THE LAW! You will do your assigned duties! See that pole? We do corporal here. The MEN, get whipped on their bare backs, but you lads can expect to have your trousers and underpants removed, tied to the pole and have a paddle applyed to your bare bottoms.
I was assigned to the galley to help the cook. James and John were given other duties. Five AM was difficult for me to get up! The three of us shared VERY cramed quarters! There was only one bathroom with two showers, two sinks, and two toilets. Most of the guys peed off the side of the ship, and bathed on board using a hose.
After a few days of being late for work, I was awaken, taken aboard, wearing only my briefs. "I've been patient with you, but now you will experience the discipline that will make a MAN out of you." the captaian said. "PREPARE HIM!" Two guys ripped off my underpants, and tied me up to the dreaded pole! Ropes around my wrists, overhead, another around my waist, and then my ankles.
The captain comes up with the paddle. It's a small wooden paddle with holes drilled into it. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! My butt was on fire, not to mention most of the guys were on board by now. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! I'm squirming as best as I could. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! After about 75 blows to my tender bare behind, he stopped.
I was untied, and immediataly started to vigorously rubb my sore ass.
The punishment wasn't over though. The two guys tied me up, still naked, FACING everyone, and left me there for a couple hours!
"Do you think you can get up and do your job now?" "YES SIR!"
"OK then" I was released, and humbled, couldn't look anyone in the face for awhile.
Later that afternoon, poor shy James was led up to the pole, wearing only a T-shirt. After his bunns were toasted, he suffered the same indignity I did. His face was almost as red as his bottom!
I learned I didn't have it so bad at home after all