The next day after my initiation ceremony, the Botez (by the way, it means christening, I had to look it up in the dictionary, which wasn't available while I wrote the first part of this), I woke up very sore. When I wanted to take a shower, I realized that I couldn't take down my pijamas. The blood coagulated, and it glued my pijamas on my butt. I finally managed to take it down under the water, but the wounds broke in some places and I was bleeding again. I managed to take a look to my backside in the mirror. It was so different from what I've seen the day before on the butt of my friend from Bucharest. Like I said, his was deep black all over. Mine was covered with wounds, but there were also some places where the skin didn't broke. In these places, the dominant colur was purple, there were also green, red and black spots.
I went to Coco's room.
"Hi, you little hero. How are you?"
"O. K."
"Let's see your butt"
Carefully, I pulled down my underwear.
"This is how it should be" Coco said. "Can you sit for breakfast, or will you rather stay on your feet?" he continued.
"I'll rather stay."
They lauged a bit, and started to eat.
After eating, we went to the sports hall, to see the woman's contest. Of course, I had to answer stupid questions all the time, like how is your butt, is it sore, does it burn, let me touch it. You may think it was annoying, but I was very proud.
After the contest, I took dinner in Coco's room, as he was responsible for me and my daily allowance money. Pete and a girl from Craiova were there.
"Hey, Peter, how is your butt. Does it still burn?" the girl asked.
"Yes, it does" I said proudly.
"I'm gonna get a Botez this night, too" she said.
This surprised us.
"I thought you've got a botez already" Coco said.
"I did. But this is the international Botez. You get it on the first international tournament. You get a training-camp Botez at your first training-camp, too. But, when there is a tournament where noone is at at a first event, the youngest is getting a Botez. Just for fun."
"We should adopt this, what do you think, Coco?" Pete said.
"I guess it would fine. I like mostly the idea of the international botez. As we are abroad, Pete, go and tell Alin and Emil to get ready. At 8, it's international botez time for them." Coco agreed.
(I have to remind you, Peter is me, and Pete is the best fencer on the team, the coach's son, the Balcanic Champ and the best spanker)
"Will I get the international Botez, too?" I asked.
"No way, Peter. You were lucky. Your botez was international and firsttournament Botez at the same time"
Huh. I was revealed. I knew I couldn't take one more.
"But you won't spank them. You're younger then them, you're just 14, and you know that in this team age is a very important factor. If it was only for Emil, who's 15, it would be O. K. But Alin is 18. He's just a few hours younger than Pete, you know."
"No problem. I didn't want . Why are you always doing what I say? I'd like to beat you up but you don't give me any reason".
I just smiled.
We went to the shower. Coco discovered that in the common bath on the first floor there was hot water. I was used to group-showers, we always showered together in the gym at home.
During shower, he told me what he wanted to buy to her wife the next day. Some things, like a radio, were less expensive than at home, in Transilvania. He didn' say any remarks about my butt anymore.
We got back in his room. Alin and Emil were there.
PART TWO - The assignments
As Alin and Emil weren't assigned to learn anything, they were asked just some questions about fencing, other sports, and so on. One good question was by Pete:
"How long do you think my _c_o_c_k_ is, Alin?"
"13,5 cm"
"You stupid _c_o_c_k_-sucker, how dare you? It's 16 cm at least! 10 points to Alin for this, Peter!"
I wrote the number below ALin's name on a paper.
Alin was disrespectful all the time. For the questions, he had something like 60 points, and Emil around 40.
"It's time for your physical assignments, guys" Coco said.
"I won't leave the room. I'm too old to be sent on the hall in my underwears. You can't humiliate me like that" Alin said.
"Don't worry, Alin, I won't" Coco replied. "All your physical assignments will take place inhere. But, since you're both older than Peter, we won't lower the number of your points for these, but we will add some points when you don't perform well. As there is 2 of you, you'll always compete and one of you will always loose. Pete, you're the first"
"All right. Strip to your underwear first"
Alin and Emil did as they were told to.
"Now, kick each other's butt in series of 10 times. The first one who asks the oher to stop gets 20 points. Alin, you start."
Although Alin was 3 years older than Emil, Emil was bigger and stronger. He looked like a body-builder or a weight-lifter, not like a fencer. He had huge muscles on his arms, on his legs, on his back and on his butt.
Alin kicked 10 times, then Emil kicked 10 times. Alin had a hard time resisting.
"I'll kill you when this is over!" Alin said.
There were something like 4 or 5 series of 10 kicks, then Alin gave up.
Coco's assignments were always easier, like who can do more push-ups on one hand or like this. I don't remember quite well. The nasty ones came from Pete.
"Pull your underwear down, and grab each other's _c_o_c_k_ with both of your hands. Now put your toes together. Now lean back, but dont bend anything. Your bodies must be straight."
Even Alin and Emil were laughing. When Alin's _c_o_c_k_ felt Emil's weight, Alin screamed, bended his kness, and in the next moment, they both felt.
"It's 10 for the both of you" Peter decided.
The best assignment was the following:
"Both of you, wet your hands. Now give each other a smack on the bare butt. The one who's hand will be more visible, wins. The other gets 20" Pete said.
Alin won, as his smaller butt seemed to be more resistent. On Emil's butt, you could see the handprint more than clearly.
We all were laughing with tears.
At the end, Emil got 80 and Alin 100.
"As Alin was the 8th in the competition, and Emil was only 27th, don't you think it would be O. K. to give Alin only 50?" Coco asked.
"O. K. with me. This will learn Emil to compete better. He focused on Peter's botez, not on the competition."
"All right. We won't beat you with our hands, as we are only two to spank the two of you, and our hands will be sore, too, from so many whacks. You will get the slipper instead. So it's the slipper, the towel, the fence, the cable and the belt. Pete, you can start with Emil" Coco said.
Pete had a plastic slipper in his hand. It was the slipper I bought there. It is so inflexible, that you can't use it on your bare feet - it would cut your feets. I use it only for spanking since then.
"Emil, get into the position. All right. Alin, put some water on his underwear. That's it. All right..."
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! The spanking begun, to my great pleasure. It was great to witness to this. I saw drops of water flying down from Emil's underwears. It was a beautifull sight, that medium-sized muscleous ass getting slippered. He tried to avoid the whacks, by moving in the last moment, which made the whole thing even more exciting.
By 50, Emil was screaming.
"Please" Whack! "Stoooooooop!" Whack!
"Don't you remember how Peter controlled himself yesterday?" Coco asked while Pete continued his fast and even more powerfull whacks.
"Yes" Whack! "But" Whack! "he's" Whack! "hitting" Whack! "harder" Whack! "now"
"You lie, you sucker!" Pete yelled, and delivered the last 10 very hard strokes.
In the beginning, Emil tried tightening his butt muscles, but now, his cheeks were swelling under his white underwears.
It was Alin's turn to meet my slippers. He got 50, and it was obvious that he wasn't hitting him as hard as he was hitting Emil. But Alin's small bum wasn't resistant at all. He was sreaming all the time.
Then it was Coco's turn. He was angry on Emil because he worked a lot with him individually to get him in the finals at this contest, and he turned out to be just the 27th. Emil tried to resist, and tried to hide his moaning in laughter, but his laughter soon turned in screams. I couldn't see his face to be sure if he was crying with tears or he wasn't by then.
Coco wasn't so hard on Alin, either, but he was screaming louder. It was so funny to see that little butt up in the air, trying to avoid the slipper.
"What do you think, Peter? Do they get what they diserve?"
"Yes. But you are giving them too much time to rest. Beat them continously, like you did with me!" I said.
"Shut up, Peter" Emil said. Too late. Coco and Pete both agreed.
They began to beat them simultanously.
It was Pete with the fence on Emil's bottom, and Coco with another fence on Alin's. Their underwears were soon ruined.
Small steams of blood were flooding on their thighs, while drops of sweat and water were flying in the air. Both Alin and Emil were crying out at every 2nd or 3rd hit.
Then they changed places, Coco was caning now Alin, and Pete was caning Emil. They both took their underwears down before the spanking continued.
I always love the sight of a well-beaten boy removing his underwear and exposing his well-beaten butocks to further spanking.
"Let's beat their asshole!" Pete said.
"You do it. I'm conservative" said Coco and delivered a hard one on Emil's both butcheeks.
Pete told Alin to grab his ankles, and to bend his knees 90 degrees. This way, he exposed incredibly his hole. Pete stood near him, on his right, and turned around. This is the best way to spank someone's hole. He was a professional.
Alin cried out after the first hit:
"OOOOH, I won't _s_h_i_t_ for a week!"
We laughed, but Peter ontinued.
"OOOOOH, you are hitting my balls, too, I can't take it" - Alin.
"OOOH, HOOOH, Coco, you're killing me, ha-ah-ha-ha" - Emil.
"Grab your _c_o_c_k_ in your hands, Alin, I don't want to hit them, but don't loose the position again. Now I have to start it over. But don't worry, it'll be over in a minute" Pete said.
Alins asshole was bleeding now, and he was now crying with tears. But soon, it was over.
While the towel was delivered on the buttocks, they both could control themself, but they were shivering from the pain.
The cable was used only on the left butcheek of them by both spankers. It was great to see how they were trying to put the other cheek into the way of the cable.
The belt was used only with the metal part. This caused bad pain and red marks, which turned blue the next day.
It was time for the bitings.
"Peter, you know I can't bite. Why don't you bite instead of me?" Coco said.
"O. K." It was a dream coming true.
"20 for both of them" I said, looking to my papers.
Peti begun on Emil, and I begun on Alin. They were screaming like hell. I had very good teeth, but they were sore from the power of the biting. When we changed places, and I was to bite Emil, I had a great idea. I began to bite only in the same place.
"Stooooooooooooopppp him, he's, ouuuuuuuuuuchhhhhhhh, insaaaaaaaaane! He's biting the same place!" screamed Emil.
Coco was laughing loudly.
"I see, Peter, that you've got a dose of sadism in you after all" he said.
When we were done, Coco said that it wasn't fair that he couldn't bite, but he has a solution.
"The steel-teeth" he said, holding pincers in his hands.
Pete took hold of Alin, and I pinched between my fingers an undamaged portion of Alin's butt, exposing this portion to the pincers. Coco grabbed hard this part of the butt with the pincers, and he began to move the pincers up and down. Alin was beyond pain.
"You're irresponsible, you don't know what you're doing" he said in tears, after we released him. We did the same with Emil, and then we congratulated to them.
The next day, we left Chisinau (Kishiniew).
This is just the beginning, plenty more to come!