Please read "Stopping at Stuckeys" first, it is in the archive under anonymous.
How could I say this, still keep a shread of my dignity, and not get dad any more pissed off than he already was? Sometimes life is just plain unfair. Because of an accident, I was now being forced to spend the better part of my allowence for a paddle. A paddle which would soon make its inagrial use on my butt.
"I wasn't nice to my brother, I spilled his drink, and now I am going to be punished"
"Thats a little bit better" groweled dad, "But a better way of putting it is that he has been a pain in the butt all day long, and is not going to get a real pain in the butt. He has been picking on his little brother and being a bully and the last straw was when he decided it would be neat to embarrass his brother by making it look like he peed in his pants"
"It was an accident, Dad"
"And let me add, lying to me, I over heard him threatening his little brother not 15 minutes before it happened. Now, how effective is this?"
"Well, I don't really know from personal experience, I always use a hair brush on my kids and their father favors a belt, or a switch if they have been really bad. Since most of the people who buy these are stopping along the road, we don't get much feedback, never had any complaints though, at least from the parents. I'm glad to see that some parents still know how to keep their kids in line"
"Jesus, Dad do you have to talk to the whole world about this"
Dad cuffed me on the back of my head. "See what an insolent little brat he can be, David, you just upped the ante big time with that remark. Mam, is that Ben Gay I see back there, give us a tube of that as well"
Great I thought, there goes the rest of my allowence. "Whats that for?" I whined.
"Never mind, you will find out soon enough. It will teach you to be more polite and respectful, especially when you are in trouble"
Even the saleslady seemed a little perplexed by this, but she didn't say anything. I paid for the paddle and Ben Gay.
"Is there any place where we could try this out?"
"Yes, the mens room is right around the corner there"
"Great, you will get your first customer feedback in just a few minutes."
Dad grabbed me by the ear, (why does he have to do that, it _f_u_c_k_ing hurts and its not like I'm going to run away or anything, I mean where would I go, I'm at a rest stop along I-70 in the middle of _f_u_c_k_ing nowhere.) He drags me to the bathroom.
"Jeff, why don't you join us" he yells into the DQ. Jeff comes over, looking a little embarassed, in part because Dad is making a bit of a scene, but more because it looks to all the world like he has just pissed in his pants. Jeff follows us into the bathroom. Every other kid in the store and the DQ has by this point migrated over to see what is going on.
"Take off your pants and underpants"
"Please Dad, not on the bare, not here"
"Dont give me any of your nonsense...NOW"
I unbuttoned my shorts and pushed my pants and underwear down to my knees and started to bend over
WHAP. Dad brought the paddle down on my butt as hard as he couldbefore I was even half way bent over.
"_f_u_c_k_" I cried in pain, my mouth not even realizing what I had said.
"Boy, you don't make things any easier on yourself, do you...you don't listen, you don't do as you are told, even when you are up the creek, in this case with a paddle. You know very well that I will not tollerate that language, no matter what the circumstance. Now I said to take them off, not pull them down...Jeff, go get that cup that he spilled"
"To say that I was puzzeled would be putting it mildly. Puzzeled, confused and scared. What is the deal with the Ben Gay? Why did he want my pants and underpants all the way off? At home I just had to pull them down, why does he want them all the way off now? Why does he want the cup? I stood there for a second, perplexed and rubbing my butt. WHAP, the paddle came down again, this time hitting my butt, but also the ends of 3 of my fingers.
"Move, boy when I tell you to do something. I expect you to do it, not stand there with your mouth open like some dammed trout, and you know better tha to cover your butt when you are getting a spanking... what is getting into you boy?"
I pulled my shorts and underpants over my Nikes as fast as I could. Just as I was finishing, Jeff came back with the cup. As he opened the door I could see about sic kids, including two girls about my age staring through the door at my now exposed dick and balls.
Dad took the cup. "First lets deal with that mouth of yours" He went over to the sink and squirted the liquid soap into the cup. "One, two" he counted off the shots of soap, one for each year of my life "twelve". It wasn't that much, about two tablespoons of thick pink soap in the bottom of the cup.
"Bottoms up, David...Don't swallow it...thats right all of it...don't you dare spit it out...swish it around in your mouth...keep it there, if you let one drop of that out of your mouth before I tell you to you will be very sorry."
The soap tasted awful, I wanted to gag, much worse than the bar of Ivory that I had gotten in my mouth a few times before at home. With that I just had to hold it in my mouth for a while when I was in the corner. I could sort of hold it with my teeth and it never really got all over my mouth. Not that I really thought i was getting away with anything then, but this was much much worse.
Dad pulled down the Koala Care, baby changing station. "Lean over it" I had to get up on my tip toes to do so. God this was embarassing, spanked over a baby changing station. Worse, I was looking right at myself in the mirror. I had never before seen myself get a spanking, nor seen Dad spanking me. Ususally all I saw was his leg and the floor.
I saw Dad open the tube of Ben Gay and squeeze out about a 4" line on his hand and then rub his hands together.
"This will make you feel this spanking the rest of the way home young man, this will teach you to be a little more repectful of me, particularly when you are already in trouble" Dad said as hestarted to rub his ben gay covered hands all over my butt and the back and inside of my thighs. "Yes, after this you will be one very respectful young man... I know what it is like, my Dad, did it to me...ONCE.. I hope you are smart enough to learn so I don't have to give you another Ben Gay treatment, that however, will be up to you, and your behavior"
As he was saying that he sqeezed out another line of the smelly goop alnong the length of his middle finger. "Spread your legs" he reached between my legs and ran his ben gay covered finger down the length of my prick and over my balls and up my crack, leaving a still visiable white line of the awful stuff.
I immediately began to squirm and try to wiggle about, my hands reached down to grab my flaming dick and balls. My asshole felt like I was taking a _s_h_i_t_ after eating nothing but hot peppers the day before, my balls felt like someone was holding a cigarette ligher under them. My prick became as stiff as a board, not from any erotic thoughts but from all the blood rushing to it from the ben gay. I was harder than I ever was before, and it hurt...A lot. I started to scream and got up and started to dance about. The soap in my mouth dribbled out my mouth and mixed with my tears and the snot running down my nose.
"SHUT UP, you still arn't listening are you...What did I tell you about letting that soap out of your mouth"
"AAGHAHHAA"..I screamed.."Not to" I managed to respond
With that he started rainingthe paddle down on my butt, I just screamed louder and louder until I was horse. He worked his way from the top of my crack down my butt and then down the back of my right thigh, then he started back at the top and went all the way to the back of my knee on the left side. Through my tears I could see that he was starting to work up a sweat.
Finally he stopped, my butt was throbbing, my _c_o_c_k_ was still painfully errect, a glob of white ben gay still sitting right on top of my piss slit. I was in agony. While I was trying to catch my breath, Dad picked up my clothes.
"Here Jeff, we can't have you walking around looking like you peed in your pants...change into these."
Jeff who was already smerking from seeing me get te worst spanking of my life broke into a big smile. Dad had just solved the problem of his embarrasement while greatly adding to mine. While my pants might be a little loose on him, there was no way that I would be able to fit into his.
"No, Dad" I cried
"Not your choice David, you made your choice when you decided to embarass him by spilling the drink on him, now its your turn to be embarrased"
"Dad, it was an accident"
WHAP went the paddle one more time.
"We have been over that, I don't want to hear any more of your lies, if I do we will start all over again. Now what you just got was for your lies, your not listening, your general attitude, and not doing as you are told. You still have some more coming to you for picking on your little brother and being a bully.
With that Dad marched me over to the corner, directly opposite the door to the bathroom.
"Don't you move from that corner, or take your hands off your head, until I get back...Come on Jeff, lets go get some Ice Cream"
To be continued