Now this one is based on a true story, however the really interesting part is fiction and how I've been wishing for 15 years now how things should've been.
When I was a kid, we once spent our holiday in some hotel which had a kindergarten for the smaller visitors. In my eyes, this kindergarten was really boring, because most of the kids were spoilt idiots and the kindergarten teacher was stupid anyway.
That holiday, I found a good friend among the kids who spent their holidays in this hotel, his name was Toby. We spent the whole time together, and we were also of the same opinion about this stupid kindergarten. That's why both of us liked to escape together from there, what always brought the teacher (and then us) in some trouble.
One morning we had left the room again without permission, and the kindergarten teacher, Toby's father and his big brother were looking for us. And we went into a trap.
We were in the first floor in a part of the building were there was no way out. The only chance was to come back to the third floor and get into another part of the hotel. We had no chance to use the stairs because they were waiting for us in the second floor. We made the mistake to choose the elevator.
As you can guess, the caught us in the second floor where they had pressed the button for the elevator (stupid me!). His father asked me if I had ever received a real sound thrashing in my life and promised me one for the next time a should escape with his son. "And you, Toby, are gonna get one now." He shouted and with that, gave him a light slap in the face. A spanking was still to come. Toby cried already and his brother took care of him. The five of us then took the elevator.
* THIS IS REALITY
Now this is what happened then: Well, nothing really. We just drove upstairs, I went with the teacher to the kindergarten, and Toby, his father and his brother left. I still have a very bad conscience, because Toby probably got a real spanking that day. I didn't, because my parents knew the kindergarten teacher and fully understood my behaviour......
* THIS IS WHAT SHOULD'VE HAPPENED
- "Sir, what are you gonna do to him?" I asked.
- "That's none of your business." Boy, his father was angry!
- "I'm not quite sure, because this was my stupid idea. See, he just came with me, and I didn't want to get him in trouble."
- "So, you think that you are not in trouble? What are your parents gonna do to you if they are told about your escaping ?"
- "Well, they'll be a bit angry, but nothing bad. See, I'm not too keen on getting spanked, but I would have a bad conscience towards Toby if he got punished worse than I will. You want us to not escape anymore, and you want to spank someone. If one of us deserves a spankig, I'm afraid that's me and not him; and if I don't escape from there anymore, he won't either. Please, if you really want to spank someone, then please don't spank him!"
Now this was surprising his dad, but he knew that I was right. He nodded and told me to come with them to their appartment. Toby had already calmed down a bit, but when his father said that he had to witness my spanking, he started to cry agian.
- "Don't worry, Toby, I think I would suffer more if I had caused you a spanking."
- "Don't be so sure." His father said. "This is not gonna be some light slapping, this will be a spanking to remember and it's really gonna hurt."
- "I know."
We came to the appartment, and Toby's brother went into the living room to their mother, while Toby, his dad and me went to the room where Toby and his brother had their beds. His father sat down on Toby's bed, told Toby to sit down on the other bed and me to lie down across his lap. Before I did as I was told, he started opening my jeans, but I told him that I could also do that myself.
- "Your underwear as well. This is gonna be a bare-bottom spanking."
- "Yes, sir." I obeyed and then placed myself across his lap.
- "Make sure that you are lying comfortably, because you're gonna spend some time there." Wasn't he the one who was about to make it very uncomfortably for me ?
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
It only took hime five slaps to make me understand why Toby was already panicking at the thought about an upcoming spanking.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
This was just his hand. I hoped I wouldn't find out what it feels like if he uses some implement, a hairbrush or something.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Tears filled my eyes, but I was proud that I was taking this punishment instead of Toby. I mean, I could've also just escaped, but then I would've deserved a spanking worse than this.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
He spanked me very hard and I could already agree that this was really a spanking I would remember for some time. After about 50 beats he stopped for a while because Toby had turned around as he didn't want to witness this anymore. He told him to go on watching this, because otherwise he would get the same.
- "Sir" I sobbed, "you promised me to not spank him!"
- "Don't worry, as long as he obeys and watches this, I won't do anything to him as I promised. It's his punishment to just watch this, and I think this has also some effects.
I was thankful for this little break because my butt was calming down a bit, but then on he went.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Now I was about to win the competition with Toby who is better in crying loudly. I was really in pain. But the thought that I deserved it and that it was only fair what happened to me made it bearable because I like it when justice happens.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
All in all, it must've been around 100 very hard and painful beats he gave me, but then it was over. Although I was still quite young, I had noticed that when getting spanked, pain is quite close to pleasure, and I had enjoyed it, although I was happy that my parents didn't believe in this kind of punishment. I didn't want to be in Toby's situation that he is in danger of getting spanked whenever his father thinks it's appropriate. It has to be the decision of the one in charge; and I swear I will always be strict to myself when agreeing to this kind of punishment.
* BACK TO REALITY
Well, I'm still angry that I didn't take that opportunity to get spanked as described above, and that I didn't dare to open my mouth to save Toby from getting a spanking that in fact was mine. I don't know what happend to Toby because I never saw him again and me and my family left two days after that incident. I would love to see Toby again, because whatever it is his father exactly did to him that evening, I still owe him a real long and hard bare-bottom spanking - plus interest for now 15 years.