Chapter 1
"Skyler, come inside, right now!"
13 year-old Skyler Anderson nervously looked down from his perch in the tree. His Uncle Dave didn't usually sound that mad. But he could tell from the tone in his uncle's voice that he was in deep trouble.
Dressed only in a swimsuit and a pair of sneakers, the young teen had climbed the tree a few minutes earlier, when he knew he should have been inside getting ready for church. Now he dreaded climbing down, because he knew that justice would be harsh and to the point. However, he knew things would only be worse if he didn't obey immediately.
"I'm coming, Uncle," Skyler called, scampering down the tree. His smooth, mostly hairless legs and torso were highlighted by the black speedo swimming suit he was wearing. His uncle was waiting by the patio door.
"Skyler, get your butt inside the house. I told you to get dressed, didn't I?"
"Y-yes, sir," the boy stammered.
"You disobeyed me, didn't you?"
"Yes, sir," Skyler said miserably.
David Anderson looked down at his nephew. "I told you before that when I tell you to do something, I expect you to obey me." The man led the boy into his home office.
"I don't have time to punish you properly right now, Skyler, but you will get the first phase of your punishment. Right now, I want you to take your sneakers and swimsuit off. I'm going to spank your bottom."
"P-please, Uncle Dave, don't, I'm begging you." Skyler started to cry. But seeing that his uncle was serious, and knowing that it would only be worse if he disobeyed, the boy kicked his sneakers off and then pulled his swimming suit down his smooth legs and off. He stood in front of his uncle, naked and embarrassed. Adding to the embarrassment, while he was taking his suit off, his penis had erected.
David ignored Skyler's begging as well as his nephew's erection. As soon as the boy was naked, David dragged him over his lap and began slapping his bottom.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Skyler had become his ward several months before. Whack! Whack! Whack! David had found that his nephew needed hard spankings on a regular basis.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Skyler started crying as his uncle's heavy hand rained down on his reddening buttocks. He knew from painful experience that the hand spanking was just the warmup.
Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! David increased the tempo. He wanted to really make his nephew jump as the boy's buttocks, slightly red from a spanking a few days earlier, got redder and redder with each blow. Whack!! Whack!! Whack!!
Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Skyler felt fresh pain each time his uncle brought his hand down. He squirmed between each hard swat. Whack!! Whack!! Whack!!
Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! In just a minute, David knew that Skyler's bottom would be red enough for the next phase of his spanking. Whack!! Whack!! Whack!! Whack!!
"OK, Skyler, stand up and face me." Skyler stumbled to his feet, his bottom sore. The boy knew it would be much sorer before the spanking was through.
"When I tell you to do something, I expect you to obey me. I am going to use the belt on your bottom right now--and after church we will come back here for another spanking session. Understood?"
"Please, Uncle, have mercy," Skyler begged.
"If you don't obey me, there won't be mercy. Now lie across the arm of the couch. You know the procedure."
Miserably, Skyler stretched across the couch, so that his feet were on the floor, his buttocks were the highest point on his body, and his face was buried in the couch cushion. Skyler listened carefully, hearing the faint sound of leather passing through the loops of his uncle's pants as he removed his belt.
David raised the belt high in the air and brought it harshly against Skyler's already red buttocks.
WHACK!! Again. WHACK!! Skyler needed this whipping. WHACK!! His attitude had started to deteriorate, and David knew that he could not tolerate that. WHACK!! WHACK!!
WHACK!! "When I tell you to do something (WHACK!!) I expect you to do it." WHACK!! "When I tell you (WHACK!!) not when you decide you want to." WHACK!!
Skyler sobbed into the cushions of the couch as his buttocks felt each lash of his uncle's belt. WHACK!! The boy could only believe the pain because he had felt the belt do the same damage before. WHACK!! He hoped against hope that his uncle wasn't serious about another whipping after church. WHACK!! But he knew that Uncle Dave did not joke about discipline. WHACK!! If he said there was going to be another whipping after church, Skyler knew to expect it. WHACK!!
The boy's bottom was on fire. WHACK!! His uncle made each lash count. WHACK!! WHACK!! Skyler's bottom was starting to turn almost purple and welted as the whipping continued. WHACK!! WHACK!!
Skyler also felt his penis grow harder as the belt continued to land. WHACK!! He couldn't understand it. WHACK!! His body was in intense pain. WHACK!! Yet he felt like his penis was going to cum. WHACK!! Incredibly, his boy juice started spurting onto the arm of the sofa. WHACK!!
Still, the boy screamed as the lash hit him. WHACK!! His butt would be sore for the next few days, even before he received his next spanking in a few hours. WHACK!! He knew better than to reach back and try to stop the strap from doing its job. WHACK!! He also knew that as bad as this spanking was, he could receive worse. WHACK!! WHACK!!
"OK, Skyler, stand up," David commanded. Skyler staggered to his feet, his penis deflating. He reached back to feel his flaming buttocks.
"Normally, you would spend the next hour in the corner, but right now, we are running late." David swept Skyler into his arms and let the boy sob. He knew that a good cry was necessary after a spanking--and he knew that Skyler would need the same comforting later as well.
The man also reached over and picked up a tube of cream he kept handy for just this purpose. Carefully unscrewing the cap, he squirted it onto Skyler's bottom and rubbed the soothing lotion into the boy's burning buttocks. It would not take away all of the pain, but it would make it slightly easier on his teen ward.
"Now go get dressed, Skyler--and I better not find you hiding up in some tree."
Skyler scurried to obey, not even bothering to pick up his swimsuit or sneakers as he ran to his own bedroom to change.
David looked after him. Skyler had taken his spanking well. After church, he would repeat the process, only he would use a hairbrush to warm the boy's bottom up with before he finished off with the strap.
Chapter 2
"Hurry up, Skyler, if we're late because of you, your after-church spanking will only be worse."
After his spanking, Skyler had scurried to put on a nice pair of slacks and a nice shirt so that he would look nice while sitting next to his uncle in church. Skyler hated church, but his uncle insisted that he not only attend, but that he also behave and pay attention to the entire service.
"I'm ready, Uncle Dave." Skyler's eyes were still red and puffy from his spanking. He reached around and felt his bottom, which still felt sore, even through the fabric of the pants.
"Good, because I expect you to be a perfect gentleman today--the severity of your next spanking is going to be directly proportional to the way you behave today."
When Skyler got into his uncle's car, he felt a sharp pain as his weight settled onto his recently whipped buttocks. He gasped, but knew better than to say anything. The thought of spending the next hour or so, mostly sitting, was almost more than he could bear.
Luckily the church was only five minutes away. Skyler didn't say anything while his uncle drove. He knew that his behavior had to be perfect--and if he said the wrong thing, his butt would feel it later that day. David found a parking place and turned off the engine.
Skyler winced as he got out of the car. He tried to smile and look brave as he walked beside his uncle into the sanctuary. He smiled wanly at the greeters and followed his uncle to the pew, tenth from the front, that David liked to sit in.
David gladhandled the people around him, smiling and exchanging pleasantries with the people he saw every week. Skyler smiled and tried to hide the fact that his butt was still very sore from the spanking less than half an hour before.
When they finally sat down, Skyler almost cried out loud. The pew was uncushioned, so unlike the car his full weight went onto his whipped bottom. A low moan escaped his lips as he tried to squirm into a more comfortable position.
"Sit still, Skyler, and keep your mouth shut except when you are supposed to open it. I will not warn you again."
Skyler tried mightily to sit still, although tears filled his eyes. He felt a brief sense of relief when he stood for the processional, when the altar boys brought the cross and candles into the church. But when the priest motioned for his parishoners to sit, Skyler felt the sharp pain of his buttocks all over again.
The boy did not want to squirm, but he knew that if he sat still the pain would get worse and worse and ultimately he would cry. He also knew that his uncle would be watching him like a hawk.
For 15 minutes everything went OK. There was enough standing and kneeling that he could get the weight off his bruised buttocks without squirming too much. But now he sat in the pew and he knew the pain was getting worse and worse. As a result, his squirming got worse and worse as well. A moan or two escaped his lips, but he managed to keep the volume low.
David was noticing this with growing irritation. Skyler knew better than to misbehave in church. There was only one thing to do about it.
"OK, Skyler, let's go." He stood, tugging his nephew by the arm and leading him out of the church. Skyler felt all the eyes upon him as he and his uncle walked toward the back door. David felt the stares as well, and was getting angrier and angrier in the process.
David knew the church well and so he headed toward the Sunday School wing, where he knew that he would not be disturbed while he took care of Skyler's misbehavior.
David clutched Skyler's arm so that the boy could not get away as he walked down the hallway and finally turned into the 6th grade classroom, turning on the light as they entered.
"OK, Skyler, that misbehavior during church is inexcusible. You didn't want to go today, and you have manifested that desire at every opportunity. Well, you won't have to finish the service, but you are going to get a whipping right now--and you've added another whipping at home to the one you had already earned."
"Now get your pants down. I can't make you strip, because we're in a church, but I can beat your ass so that you don't embarrass me or yourself ever again when we are here."
"But, Uncle, my butt hurts from the whipping this morning. I couldn't help it. Please. . ."
"I don't want to hear excuses, I want you to pull your pants down."
Already starting to cry, Skyler pulled his pants and underwear down, exposing his red, swollen buttocks for his Uncle's view. Fearfully, the boy watched his uncle remove the belt from his pants. For the second time in less than an hour, he was going to get spanked with the belt.
"Lie face down across the table, and hold on." Skyler did as he was told, and David put his hand to the back of the boy's neck to hold him in place.
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! David spanked Skyler in silence. Skyler started crying, but knew that he dare not yell or do anything that would make the spanking worse.
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! Methodically, David hit Skyler's thighs and buttocks. The boy kicked and jerked, but it did no good.
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! David wanted to make sure that Skyler was nice and sore--he knew that the boy would barely be able to sit by the time he was done with him later that day. This spanking was just a warmup.
WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! WHACK!! Skyler cried, trying not to move too much, because that would surely make Uncle Dave angry. At the same time, he couldn't believe the pain being added to his already sore butt.
WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!! WHACK!! David continued. If he was going to miss church because Skyler could not behave, Skyler would surely pay for it. WHACK!!
The belt cracked harshly over and over. Each lash added redness and pain to the body of a boy who was already in so much pain he no longer could feel the individual lashes. WHACK!! Skyler had never hurt so much--and he knew his uncle was serious about two more spankings that day. WHACK!! WHACK!! He just hoped he could survive it. WHACK!!
"All right, Skyler, stand up and pull your pants up. I want you to go out to the car and wait for me. I'm going to finish church while you sit out there and think about the whippings you are going to receive later. Do I make myself clear?"
Skyler nodded, numb from pain but crying uncontrollably. He knew that there was no escape--and the worst punishments of the day hadn't happened yet.