Jake had sent word to Ordinate Selig that Paul's ability to postpone a bowel movement any longer was in question. It had been a full three days and although Selig had requested that the new Novice be prevented from emptying his bowel for a period of four days, Jake knew that this would be difficult for the Novice.

One of Selig's Clerics had answered Jake's message in person. He told Jake to have the Novice ready in an hour's time. Ordinate Selig would come to Jake's rooms then.

Selig arrived with one of his Secretaries, a Pastor Halsman, at the appointed time. They found Jake and Paul waiting. As both Jake and Paul stood respectfully, Selig addressed Jake. "Your new Novice is ready, Jake?"

"Yes, Ordinate. I sent fearing that he might do damage to himself. He experienced severe cramping this morning. I know that you wished him to delay for four days, Ordinate but --." Selig held his hand up.

"You are quite correct, Mentor Jake. We do not want him to rupture his lower bowel. Whether it is three or four days is of little matter. That his bowel is full and packed is all that matters for my purpose." Selig said, turning to look at Paul as he stood head bowed in front of Selig.

"I can assure the Ordinate that his bowel is fully packed at this moment."

"Yes, yes," Selig said. "And has he eaten the diet I informed the kitchen to supply him?"

"Yes, Ordinate," Jake said.

"It has proven to be a diet that tends to bind and constipate. I wish, Novice Jake, for his elimination today to be difficult and somewhat painful - in addition, of course, to being humiliating for him." Selig turned to watch his Secretary finish his preparations.

Halsman carried a large leather satchel that he had now placed on Paul's small study table in the corner of the room. He slowly removed a small alcohol burner, which he lit. He placed a small carafe of purified olive oil over the burner's low flame to warm it. He next removed a small enema syringe, several clean, folded towels, another small carafe of slightly perfumed oil and two pairs of linen gloves. He carefully placed all of these on the table.

"Have you clean chamber pot, Mentor Jake," Halsman said.

"Of course," Jake said as he bent down and pulled a large chamber pot from under his bed.

"It is clean," Halsman asked.

"Yes, Cleric Halsman. Of course." Jake said impatiently. Halsman was busy spreading a thick, heavy, clean sheet across Jake's bed. He took a quick look at the chamber pot.

"Forgive my Secretary, Jake," Selig said. "He has an inordinate concern for cleanliness. I don't discourage it." Jake said nothing. "Good, Selig said, "let's have your new Novice remove his robe and lie on the bed, please." Jake quickly assisted Paul in removing his robe. Paul stepped out of his sandals and started to lie on his stomach.

"No, no, Novice Paul," Selig said. "On you back first." Paul carefully lowered himself on the bed. Halsman took Jake's chair from in front of his desk and placed it beside the bed. Jake adjusted the pillow under his Novice's head then stood nearby.

Selig walked over to the bed, sat in the chair and placed his hand on Paul's lower abdomen, just above his penis.

"His public hair is slow to return," he said, turning to Jake.

"Yes, Ordinate, it grows much slower than other body hair it seems." Jake said. Selig pressed lightly downward. Paul winced and groaned slightly.

"You have spend many hours with you Mentor since last I saw you, Paul." Selig said as he gently ran his hand over Paul's muscular abdomen.

"Yes, Ordinate, sir," Paul said, feeling the pressure in his lower bowel and rectum grow.

"You have eaten your meals here with your Mentor?"

"Yes, Ordinate, sir. For the last three days, Ordinate." Paul said. Although Paul was quite used to being naked in front of other men and his peers, he was nervous at being so intimately touched by as high a personage as Ordinate Selig. He was also concerned that he might say or do something inappropriate and shame himself or Jake.

"You speak freely with you Mentor?" Selig asked as he moved his hand to Paul's nipples which he gently caressed.

"He has told me to, Ordinate," Paul said.

"What, exactly, has he told you Novice Paul?" Selig asked. Paul quickly looked at Jake who nodded his head slightly.

"He has told me, Ordinate, that in this room I am to speak what is on my mind and in my heart always." Paul said. Selig's fingertips now moved to Paul's neck, then his jaw, then his cheek. He next ran his fingers through Paul's long hair. "Indeed," he said to Paul, "he has told you well then." Selig turned to speak over his shoulder to Halsman. "Did I not tell you that this Novice had outstanding anatomical features? His body is as perfect as I've seen in many years."

"Indeed, Ordinate," Halsman said. "But should you ---" Selig interrupted his Secretary.

"Do not concern yourself that I praise him within his hearing, Halsman. That is the purpose of this visit. I will justifiably praise him then severely humiliate him. It is a learning process." Selig turned to continue moving his fingertip across Paul's naked body. He spoke to Paul. "Beside, Novice Paul, you know you have a beautiful body, an attractive body, do you not?" Paul hesitated for a moment.

"I have been told so, Ordinate, sir." He said.

"And you have been led to believe so in other ways too?" Selig asked.

"Yes, Ordinate, sir."

"Yes, yes, I should think so," Selig said softly as his hand once again pressed lightly on Paul's abdomen. "Many --- some your peers, some your superiors - have used your body for their pleasure have they not?"

"I believe so, Ordinate," Paul said and his entire face and neck blushed. Selig moved his hand to Paul's penis and genitals.

"I could justifiably ask if you have ever intentionally used your body for your personal gain, Novice Paul, but I will not. That is best left for your daily prayers and as a topic of discussion with your Mentor." Selig began fondling Paul's penis. Then he once again moved his hand to Paul's abdomen. "Are you in Pain, my son?"

Jake spoke before Paul could answer. "I believe, Ordinate, that his condition may best be described as 'discomfort' rather than pain. I suspect that his feeling of the need to empty his bowel is quite severe at this point, Ordinate."

"Yes," Selig said, "his bowel is very full. Did you need to insert a plug?"

"No, Ordinate, he was able to hold his bowel movements without one. He has very good muscle control in that regard."

"With difficulty, though. Surely." Selig said as he slowly moved his hand up to Paul's navel. He pressed a finger into the depression.

"Yes, Ordinate, with moderate difficulty it seemed." Jake said. Selig took his eyes off of Paul's navel and looked at his face.

"Was it difficult, Novice Paul?"

"Yes, Ordinate." Paul said.

"Is it difficult now?" Selig said.

"Not as it has been, Ordinate, if I may say so." Paul said.

"But you are ready and now feel a strong need to eliminate?"

"Yes, Ordinate." Paul said, blushing again.

"He had his meals here with you you say," Selig said to Jake."Nothing was said by the others? His peers?" Selig asked.

Mentors and second-year Novices know enough not to ask. First-year Novices don't know enough to ask, Ordinate." Jake said.

"Yes, yes," Selig said with a slight smile. He moved his hand back down to Paul's abdoman. "You will not require a small enema, then, Novice Paul?"

"No, Ordinate, sir." Paul said. The humiliation that Jake told him he would feel was beginning. He felt his face flush with blood.

"Not even a very small one, Novice Paul?" Selig said as he once again pressed Paul's abdomen. Again, Paul groaned softly. "One using only a small amount of warmed olive oil? It wouls serve as an effective lubricant, my son."

"No, Ordinate." Paul said again. Selig turned slightly, looking over his shoulder at Pastor Halsman. Halsman began slowly packing away his enema paraphernalia.

"I wonder, Jake, why pubic hair grows so slowly," Selig said.

"Perhaps Pastor Tikker would know, Ordinate. He teaches the Novices biology and human anatomy." Jake said.

"Yes," Selig said, "I am aware of that. Pastor Tikker and I are old friends." Selig moved his hand slowly all the way to Paul's chest. He passed his hand over each of Paul's nipples again. "The human body is such a marvel. Don't you agree, Mentor Jake?"

"Yes, Ordinate. It is indeed." Jake said attempting to add genuine enthusiasm to his reply.

"But a mystery too," he added. "Why do males have nipples, Jake? Any thoughts?"

"No, Ordinate. They seem useless." Selig continued touching Paul's nipples while looking deeply in the Novice's eyes.

"The temple of God." Selig said. "We can stand in wonder at the bodies of these young Novices. So perfect. We should enjoy their bodies, I feel. Don't you Jake?"

"Yes, Ordinate," Jake said.

"I feel the male body reaches its peak of perfection at around the age of twenty-five to twenty-six. The musculature is more well developed than at eighteen. Youths such as Paul here have little body fat. That comes at about your age Jake. Just enough body fat to give form and definition to the musculature." Selig moved his hand again to Paul's penis. "Of course, a man's _s_e_x_ual maturity is reached at nineteen. Or perhaps I mean it peaks at nineteen. I don't recall which."

"I believe a male's _s_e_x_ual ability peaks at nineteen, Ordinate. All other things being equal." Jake said. Selig lifted Paul's flaccid penis and with his other hand cupped his scrotum. Paul flinched at the touch. "I don't intend to hurt you, Paul," Selig said quickly. "As I recall, the last time I saw you, you urinated on my hand. You don't have to urinate now do you?"

"No, Ordinate, sir." Paul felt himself blush again.

"Only defecate?" Paul obviously did not know the word. Jake came to his rescue as Paul looked at him for help.

"The Ordinate means you only have to empty your bowel," he said to Paul.

"Yes, Ordinate." Paul said.

"Yes, the human body is indeed marvelous." Selig said continuing to gently rub Paul's scrotum with two fingers and his thumb. "You have not been able to penetrate young Paul, then, during the past several days. Or have you?" Selig had again changed the subject rapidly. He looked now at Jake with a slight smile on his face.

"I have not penetrated him." Jake said. It was now his turn to blush slightly. He hoped that Paul didn't notice.

"And not since Novice Paul's arrival?" Selig said.

"No, Ordinate." Jake said.

"You show remarkable restraint, Jake."

"Yes, Ordinate." Jake said. "There is a time for everything, Ordinate." Paul was beginning to feel the fullness in his rectum grow. The fullness pressed down against his anus. Ordinate Selig pressing on his lower bowel had not helped in this regard. He hoped that Ordinate Selig's questioning would end soon although he was not looking forward to being closely observed as he emptied his bowel.

Selig continued. "The rectum fills and one feels the urge to empty it." Selig said as he released Paul's scrotum. "This urge can be postponed. Sometimes for days, as young Paul has done. The young can do that. But even in the young with their ability to control themselves... Well, it must eventually be emptied." Again Selig looked over his shoulder to his Secretary. Pastor Halsman picked up a large folded cloth. Paul took the opportunity to quickly look at Jake. A silent signal passed between them.

"I believe Novice Paul is ready, Ordinate." Jake knew Paul could not postpone much longer.

"Yes, yes, I should certainly think so." Selig said. "We will begin, then." Halsman walked over to the bed with the cloth.

"Stand, Novice Paul," Halsman said. Paul looked at Jake who nodded. He slowly got off the bed and stood on the side opposite from where Selig was seated, near Jake.

Pastor Halsman took the pillow from the top of the bed and placed in halfway down toward the foot of the mattress. He covered the pillow with a portion of the cloth, spreading the remaining portion toward the foot of the bed. "Lie on your stomach, Novice Paul, with the pillow under your middle." Halsman said to Paul.

"The cloth will protect your bed clothing, Jake," Selig said. Jake bowed his head slightly to acknowledge Selig's consideration.

Paul slowly climbed back on the bed and maneuvered himself so that his middle was directly over the pillow. He lowered himself. The pillow raised Paul's butt above the level of his head and feet. He turned his head to face Selig. Selig watched as Jake reached under Paul's crotch to adjust his scrotum so as not have it directly under his anus. A smile crossed Selig's face.

"Now spread your legs wide, son," Halsman said. Paul moved his legs until his toes reached each edge of the mattress. With his butt raise by the pillow, this spread his buttocks so that his anus was just visible.

"No, we can't see the anus fully." Selig said. "I must see his anus as he forces it open."

"Bend your legs at the hip, Novice," Halsman said and pushed one of Paul's feet toward the head of the bed. Paul flexed both legs, which separated his buttocks fully.

Selig looked closely at Paul's buttocks and anus. "You have not switched his buttocks or legs Jake?" Selig asked.

"Not to an extent that would leave marks, Ordinate. But some, yes."

"We need to raise his head now," Selig said, looking at Jake and Halsman. Jake went quickly to his wardrobe. Mentors, like all members of The Order had little need for an extensive collection of clothing. A second robe, two heavier robes for the cold months, a second pair of sandals, and woolen undergarments also for the colder times of the year and two hats were all the clothes in Jake's wardrobe. Jake removed one of the heavier robes. As he walked to the bed, he folded the robe and then gently lifting Paul's head, he placed it between Paul and the mattress, serving as a thick pillow.

"Check his condition," Selig said to Halsman. The Secretary nodded and pulled on a pair of tight-fitting linen gloves. He walked to Paul and, extending one finger of his gloved hand, gently pressed the area immediately surrounding Paul's anus. Paul groaned slightly. Halsman repeated the procedure pressing harder.

"His rectum is quite full and distended, Ordinate. His anus is also very slightly dilated. Not ever having seen this Novice with an empty bowel, Ordinate, I can not say whether his anus is normally so dilated with his buttocks spread to the extent they are now. It is not, as you know, Ordinate, unusual to see even young men of his age with an anus slightly dilated or separated at the margins. This is often an indication that their anus has been recently or frequently penetrated."

"What do you have to offer, Mentor Jake? Is Paul's anus normally dilated, even slightly?" Selig said looking at Jake.

"It is, Ordinate, when I have him spread his buttocks fully...but only slightly." Jake said.

"I suspect then," Halsman said, "that it is the amount his legs are spread combined with a full rectum that dilates his anus now, Ordinate."

Paul groaned softly as Halsman once again pressed the hardness around his anus.

"Do not hurt his testicles," Selig said to Halsman. We are here to humiliate Paul, not cause him pain."

"I believe, Ordinate, that Novice Paul is feeling the pressure and cramping in his bowel, not pain in his testicles." Halsman said.

"Yes. Yes, indeed so," Selig said as he pulled his chair even closer to the bed. "Yes, after three days, yes, yes." Selig leaned forward. "Reach back and pull yourself open more, my son." Paul reached back and placed the fingers of both hands on his buttocks and pulled outward. This had the effect of pulling Paul's anus open even more.

"Yes, yes, much better," Selig said.

Just then there was a gently knock at Jake's door.

"Quickly, Jake, see who is there. We need no disturbance. We are about to begin." Selig said annoyed.

Jake went quickly to the door, slid the bolt back and opened it slightly. In the hallway, stood Mentor William with his Novice Will close beside him.

"Yes, who is it Jake," Selig said. Then, seeing Mentor William's face, he said, "Mentor William, yes, yes."

"I was about to send William and his Novice away, Ordinate," Jake said quickly.

"No, no," Selig said. "They are both outside? Have them enter, Jake. But quickly." Jake swung the door fully open and stood aside as William and his Novice entered, somewhat reluctantly. Jake and William exchanged quick glances. William was frowning.

As Pastor Halsman moved aside, Novice Will lifted his head and eyes enough to see his friend Paul lying on the bed. Will forgot that he should have his bowed at this moment - especially with Ordinate Selig present -- but his surprise at seeing Paul lying prone in such an awkward position, pulling his buttocks apart, held his gaze. Both Jake and William, being Mentors and very attuned to the mistakes of Novices - especially new Novices -- noticed Will's stare. Mentor William grabbed Will's arm as unobtrusively as he could and squeezed hard. He simultaneously placed his other hand gently on top of Will's head and pushed his head downward.

"Remember yourself, Will," William said gently. Will immediately bowed his head even further.

Although he gave no outward sign, Ordinate Selig noticed this. "Please, Mentor William," he said, "it would add additional humiliation for Novice Paul to know another Mentor and Novice were observing his ordeal." William looked quickly at Jake, concern on his face.

"Please, if I may, Ordinate Selig." Jake said, with concern in his voice.

"Yes, Jake?" Selig said. "Speak your mind, but quickly."

"As Paul's Mentor, Ordinate, I feel he is too new a Novice to be humiliated in front of a peer, a fellow Novice, in this way. I would therefore respectfully request that Novice Will remove himself." Selig thought for a moment, then looked at William.

"I, too, Ordinate, feel that this would not be in the best interest of my Novice. They will, after all, have ample opportunity to experience humility in front of each other at their first Weekly Ordeal this evening, Ordinate."

Selig looked back and forth from Jake to William. "I am gratified that we choose our Mentors so well. This I already knew but it is deeply gratifying to have further evidence of it." He looked at Pastor Halsman. "Pastor Halsman?"

"We are indeed fortunate to have such Mentors, Ordinate. Their Novices are, of course, the immediate beneficiaries of such wisdom but The Order profits in the long run," Halsman said. "May I add, Ordinate, that it continually pleases me that our Mentors - two examples of which now stand in this room - exhibit wisdom frequently absent in men twice their age. God smiles upon us, Ordinate."

"Well said, Pastor." Selig said. He looked at William and Novice Will. "May I assume that the business that brought you here can wait until Novice Paul's ordeal is completed?"

"By all means, Ordinate," William said, bowing.

"Then you and your Novice are excused," Selig said. "God be with you both, this day and always."

Jake opened the door and William and Will quickly left. As he slid the bolt closed, Jake couldn't help but think that Will wanted to take one more look at his friend, but he, of course, didn't dare. As Jake turned his attention back to the room, he realized that Paul had been holding his position for some time now. He knew that Paul had been experiencing difficulty postponing his bowel movements for the past three days but especially during the last twenty-four hours. He wanted this ordeal of Selig's to be over soon. But Selig was in charge and Jake could only hope the Ordinate would hasten.

"Let us continue," Selig said, turning his attention to Paul as he lay legs spread and flexed, the towel beneath his raised butt. Reaching back to pull his buttocks widely apart had caused Paul's back to arch which, Selig well knew, would make it even more difficult for Paul to contract his abdominal muscles in order to assist him in emptying him packed bowel.

Selig now stood at the side of the bed and leaned over Paul. "Young Novice Paul," he began, "you must now humiliate yourself before us by slowly emptying your bowel. This teaches you humility before you superiors, including your Mentor." Without being asked to do so, Pastor Halsman handed Selig a small towel. Selig wrapped a corner of the thin towel around the forefinger of his left hand and pressed lightly against the area immediately surrounding Paul's already slightly opened anus. Paul groaned. "Yes, yes, his bowel is very full. I feel the fullness of his rectum even through his anal muscles." Selig pressed several times again, circling Paul's anus. "Yes. Tell me, young Paul, when did you last empty yourself?" Jake, who had quietly placed himself closely behind Ordinate Selig in order to see Paul's face and to have Paul able to see his, looked at Paul now. Paul's frown indicated that he either did not understand the question or could not remember. Jake came to his assistance.

"I believe, Ordinate, that that would have been Tuesday morning. He was given two enemas purges in preparation for his Initial Ordeal with you that day."

"Yes," Selig said, "I well remember Novice Paul's Initial Ordeal." He continued his gentle probing of Paul's peri-anal area. "Yes, of course, of course, but that would have been a forced elimination. Was there much matter present?" Selig spoke over his shoulder to Jake.

"An average amount, Ordinate, as I recall." Jake said looking at Paul. Paul's face registered the discomfort Selig's probing was causing him.

"And he had been here how many days at that time? Refresh my memory."

"He arrived with the other new Novices on the Sunday prior, Ordinate. He had been here two days."

"Yes, yes, indeed." Selig said, increasing the force of his finger as it continued pressing around Paul's anal area. "So, do you know, Jake, when his last bowel movement prior to his enema purges occurred."

"He was not assigned to me by Mentor Robert until Monday evening after Evening Prayers, Ordinate. I would have had no reason, of course, to be interested in his personal health including his bodily functions until then. I do not believe he eliminated through his anus until his purging." Should I ask him, Ordinate?"

"Yes." Selig said.

"Paul?" Jake said, looking at him.

"I had a bowel movement Sunday evening Mentor," Paul said.

"You remember so well?" Selig said. "Why, my son?"

"Ordinate, I recall using the water closet in the back of our rooms. Mentor Robert showed me the way. I am not used to water closets, Ordinate."

"Yes, yes," Selig said. "Junior Novices are not allowed the use of water closets at Gxxxxxxxx are they."

"No, Ordinate." Paul said.

"You appreciate that using our water closets here is a privilege extended even to first-year Novices, no doubt. You enjoy not having to walk outside?"

"Yes, Ordinate, and also the privacy." Jake and Paul exchanged a quick glance. Would Paul's comment be misinterpreted?

"Yes, yes, a particularly poignant answer in the current circumstances." Selig said, now pressing his finger directly against Paul's anus. "Your control of yourself is laudable, my son. It shows discipline. Patience is always rewarded. You may begin now but slowly, slowly, ever so slowly, Paul," Selig said. "And keep your buttocks well separated with your hands the whole time. I do not wish this elimination to be easy for you."

Paul's heart sank. The time had come at last. He wanted to complete this ordeal and have it behind him but he was not eager to begin. He looked at Jake. Jake returned his look and nodded his head as if to say, "Do it now, Paul, so it will be done."

Several factors made Paul's task difficult. First, of course, was the fact that three members of The Order were closely watching, including his own Mentor. His bowel was fully packed and had been for two days. Lastly, Paul's position made exerting pressure difficult and gravity was working against him. Ordinate Selig, Pastor Halsman and Mentor Jake watched as Paul did the best he could. With eyes tightly closed and his lips pursed, he pushed and strained and although he succeeded in dilating his anus to an amazing extent, he was unsuccessful after several attempts. All Paul had to show for his efforts were beads of sweat on his forehead and upper lip.

"Prepare a small enema," Selig said to Pastor Halsman. Paul looked quickly at Jake.

"Perhaps, Ordinate," Jake said, "you will allow him to alter his position. That may help. Surely that would be better than the artificial assistance of an enema." Selig considered this for a moment.

"Yes, yes," Selig said. "Yes, Mentor Jake. Alter his position - but only slightly." Jake leaned down over Paul.

"Rise up on you knees, Novice Paul." Jake said and Paul awkwardly raised his hips upward off the pillow and brought his knees together slightly. This had the effect of raising his butt off the bed. "Now lower your butt," Jake said as he gently pressed Paul's lower back. This position still gave a full view of Paul's anus but allowed him better use gravity and his abdominal muscles. Paul's head rested on Jake's folded robe, his, shoulders and upper chest rested on the bed. "This may prove a better position, Ordinate," Jake said.

"Yes, yes," Selig said. "We will see. He should place his hands on his back, however." Without being told, Paul clasped his hands at the small of his back. Jake reached down and gently clasped Paul's wrists in one hand..Pastor Halsman quickly moved the towel so that Paul's anus was directly over it. Paul looked back over his shoulder at Ordinate Selig. "Begin, but proceed slowly, my son. Do it slowly."

Paul took a deep breath and bore down as hard as he could. He was able to quickly forced his anus wide open but not wide enough to accomplish his task.

"Relax and try again, Paul," Selig said. Paul again bore down as hard as he could, his face contorted with the effort. Again he was unable to force his anus open sufficiently. "Relax and try once more," Selig said. Still Paul was unsuccessful.

"I recommend an enema, Ordinate," Halsman said. "I fear he may injure himself. Dilating ones anus to the extent he is cannot be recommended. The oil is still warm, Ordinate." Selig looked at Jake.

"Perhaps, Ordinate, if he could be allowed the use of his hands." Jake said. Neither he nor Paul were anxious to resort to an enema and the extra embarrassment and humiliation it would bring.

"Very well, Jake. We will see." Jake released Paul's wrists.

"Grab the sides of the bed, Paul," Jake said. Paul reached out and took the edge of the mattress in his hands.

"Again, my son," Selig said. "But slowly." Once again Paul took a deep breath and pushed his anus open a little, then more, then yet more. After one final effort, accompanied by a loud grunting sound, Selig, Halsman and Jake watched as Paul was finally able to slowly empty his packed rectum. It took several seconds, so full was his bowel. Paul exhaled long and loudly.

"Yes, yes, " Selig said as he watch Paul's anus slowly close tightly again. "Have you completed?" Selig asked.

"Yes, Ordinate," Paul said. Pastor Halsman quickly reached down and folded the towel and carried it to the chamber pot sitting on Paul's small desk.

"Hold your position," Selig said to Paul. "You must be cleaned." He held out his hand and Halsman quickly poured some of the scented water onto a small cloth. He handed the cloth to Selig who took the cloth and began gently cleaning Paul's anus. He wiped several times, folding the cloth and pressing harder each time. He finally held the cloth for Halsman to take. Selig rose and took another dampened cloth from Halsman. He wiped his hands with it.

"Will you switch him now?" Selig asked.

"For what transgression, Ordinate?" Jake asked. "He did as you wished."

"Yes," Selig said. "He did. And he did very well, indeed." Selig gave the hand cloth back to Halsman and indicated that Halsman should begin packing. Selig turned to Jake. "But I feel he should be switched after his ordeal. It need not be a severe switching, Jake, not even your normal switching. But his buttocks and anus should feel the sting of your switch. Do I need to tell you to do so?"

"Of course not, Ordinate," Jake said and quickly retrieved a switch from under the bed. He assumed a position to allow him to deliver the switches.

"I must hurry, Jake. I need to be elsewhere but I will remain long enough to see you administer six switches to his buttocks and three to his anus. Proceed." Without further comment, Jake landed the first switch to Paul's buttocks. Paul cried out from the sharp, stinging pain. Jake delivered the remaining five in rapid succession, spreading them up and down Paul's buttocks and upper legs. Paul continued to cry out and squirm at each stroke. "Now to his anus. Make them rather hard, Jake." Selig said.

Paul positioned himself to the side of the bed so that he could bring the switch down between Paul's buttocks and directly onto his anus. "I normally do not switch a Novice's anus from this position, Ordinate. It is awkward." Jake said.

"I understand, Jake. Do the best you can. I am certain it will be sufficient. But quickly, Jake." Jake choked up on the switch, aimed and brought the switch down. Paul cried out loudly as the very tip of the switch landed hard on his anus. Jake quickly landed two more, each finding its target as effectively as the first.

"Yes, yes," Selig said. "Well down, Jake." Selig walked to the side of the bed and leaned down to speak to Paul. "You did very well, Novice Paul. I knew you would. Remember always that a humiliation such as this is always close at hand. Remain humble, therefore, and the humiliation will not be so great. You can only fall so far as you have raised yourself in your own mind. Do not be guilty of the sin of pride."

Selig looked at Halsman. "We must go." As Halsman quickly finished packing his satchel, Selig looked at Paul still kneeling on the bed with his buttocks, scrotum and anus visible. "We still need to confer about Paul's training and education, Mentor Jake. I will sent for you within the next few days." With that Selig quickly left the room, closely followed by Halsman. Jake slid the bolt and turned to Paul.

"It is over, Paul." Jake said. "You did well."

"May I get up, Mentor Jake?"

"No. Not until I tell you to do so." Jake said curtly. "I had not intended to switch you after your ordeal, Paul," Jake said as he sat in the same chair that Selig had occupied just a few minutes before as he watched Paul's humiliation. "But I had intended to spank you," Jake said. "And I still do. Get up and stand in front of me." Paul slowly got off the bed and stood facing his Mentor, less than a foot away. Despite himself, Paul began to become erect. Jake quickened the process by reaching out to massage Paul's growing hardness. Jake reached down and pulled his own robe up around his waist, exposing his legs and his own growing erection.

"Lie across my leg, Paul." Paul slowly lowered himself in the position that he knew well. Jake moved the chair slightly so that Paul could rest his shoulders and head on the edge of the bed. Jake felt Paul's erection pressing against the inside of his left leg as he held Paul's hands firmly at the small of Paul's back. Jake's own hardness was pressing against Paul's hip. Jake began slowly and methodically slapping Paul's buttocks - at first lightly, then harder and harder. Jake pushed Paul's leg outward forcing his legs apart and exposing the inside of Paul's upper legs, his anus and his now the base of his fully erect penis. Jake's slaps were now hard and he landed them across Paul's buttocks and his legs. Paul began to squirm as the pain mounted. He began sobbing softly. Jake stopped, and releasing his hold of Paul's wrists ran a finger of his left hand down to Paul's anus. He rubbed it gently, then more forcibly. Paul continued to sob and Jake found Paul's erection with his right hand and began massaging, then rubbing it.

As quickly as he had stopped, Jake began spanking Paul's buttocks again, very hard this time. Paul couldn't help thrashing about and yelling at each hard smack.

"Please, Mentor," Paul said between sobs. "Please." Jake again found Paul's anus with his finger and with his other hand he once again began rubbing Paul's stiff penis, harder and faster this time. He continued until Paul's entire body suddenly stiffened, his back arched and he thrust his legs straight, lifting them off the floor. Jake's finger suddenly plunged deep into Paul's anus as Paul shuddered and groaned loudly. Jake felt Paul's warm semen at it squirted against his left leg.

Without being told to do so, Paul slid off Jake's leg and sank to the floor. He looked up at his Mentor briefly before bending forward to take Jake's entire hard penis into his mouth. "No, Paul, Jake said, "you can not have me that way yet. But that time will come. Be patient my eager Novice." He gently pushed Paul's face away from his groin.

"But Mentor, after my ordeal with the Ordinate just now?" Paul began to argue.

"Paul! Surely you do not take exception with what I have just told you!" Jake sounded genuinely disappointed and somewhat angry. Hearing the reproach in his Mentor's voice and realizing his insubordination, Paul immediately and instinctively sank to his elbows, raising his butt ready for the switch or paddle. Jake couldn't help but remark how well trained Paul was.

"No, Paul, I'll not punish you just now - although I am glad to see that you realize your deserve it. I'll save your punishment for this evening's Weekly Ordeal. For now, you may remain as you are, however, to humbly consider your behavior. Listen to this lesson: You may always ask me why I do as I do, but you must never question it in an attempt to alter my decision. Never. Not even second-year Novices are allowed to argue, Paul." Jake reached down and gently ran his hand up and down Paul's bare back.

"May I speak, Mentor?" Paul said softly.

"Paul are you so rattled that you have forgotten one of my lessons already? You may always speak when we are together in this room. I would only ask that you not address the floor. Lift you head enough that I may hear you." Paul raised his head slightly.

"I feel ashamed, Mentor."

"Ashamed?" Jake said. "Ashamed at what you had to do for the Ordinate? Ashamed that you wept when I spanked you just now? Or ashamed at you behavior?"

"Only at my behavior, Mentor. I do not have shame for the other things you mention."

"You might consider turning your shame to regret, Paul." Jake said. "Now, I have several tasks for you. First, get up off the floor. Second, put your robe and sandals on. Third, fill the wash bowl, wet a cloth, wipe the tears from your face, and then your semen from my leg. Fourth, return my winter robe to my clothes closet. Fifth, take the chamber pot out to the water closet and empty and clean it. Sixth, while at the water closet make certain that your anus is very clean. The Ordinate did only a cursory cleaning, I notice. Lastly, return here with the chamber pot."

"Yes, Mentor," Paul said getting to his feet.

"And Paul, keep this in mind: While not many Novices are required to undergo the humiliation of emptying their bowel in front of an Ordinate, nor can many Novices say that an Ordinate has personally cleaned their anus afterward."

Paul wanted to smile at this but thought he had better not.

"It would do my heart and your soul good to smile, Paul," Jake said with just the slightest smile on his face. Paul looked at him a moment then broke into a large smile. Jake opened his arms and Paul immediately fell into his Mentor's embrace. Jake placed a finger under Paul's chin, lifting his face. He then leaned forward and kissed his Novice on his forehead, his closed eyelids, his cheeks, the tip of his nose, then, finally, his opened lips.