Once again, some of this first appeared in an original version of "Part 40." This is the last of that!
"Now is fine," he said, smiling, moving his chair around so I could get across his lap. "That way I can still have time to work on homework."
"Ok," I said, dropping my pants to my knees.
"Mr. Bradshaw gave me a bunch of homework tonight. Sucks!"
"Oh, I remember him," I said, laughing. "He's a real hard ass."
"You any good at algebra?" he asked, as I stood before him with my pants down around my ankles.
"A little. I'll see what I can do."
"Cool. I hate math."
"Me too."
"Ok, so what are you waiting for?" he said. "A formal invitation?"
I sighed. "You want to do it on my underpants today?"
"Down, buster," he said, taking another chug of lemonade. "You know the rules."
"Just thought I'd check," I sighed, as I lowered my undershorts all the way down to my pants.
"Hey!" he said, checking me out. "You are getting more and more hair in."
"That's what happens during puberty, dude," I said, totally embarrassed. "You should know!"
"It's just springing up so fast!" he said, leaning in to look at my crotch a little closer. "Are balls suppose to hang so low?"
"I - I don't know," I said, looking up at the ceiling. If he reached over and asked me to cough I swear I'd slug him.
"I mean, mine are pretty big, I guess for my age, but they don't hang that low," he said, laughing. "But you know that."
"Yeah."
"Well, what ARE you waiting for?" he asked. "If you thinking that I am going to reach over and ask you to cough, you will have another think coming, dude."
"Let's just do this," I said -believe it or not, I hate things that drag on.
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"The ruler seems like it's going to work pretty good," he said, as I still stood there. "Still would like to try using a belt, though.
"No belt today, right?" After the day before with Vince, I was a little concerned by that comment.
"Of course not," he reassured me.
"Good!"
"I haven't graduated to The Belt, yet, right?"
"RIGHT!" I assured him.
"But soon, maybe, huh?"
"Maybe," I sighed.
"Tight!"
"After this, then we are square about the game, correct?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Yeah," he nodded, as his left hand softly patted his lap.
I leaned myself over, as he put me in place.
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"I really don't want to do this, Matty," he said, after starting.
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Or should I say, as he put me IN my place?
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"I thought about it on the way over..." he continued.
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"But I realized I really had no choice," he said.
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"OOOH! OUUUUCH!!"
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My bottom was still sore from the weekend...
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...and his hard slaps stung like hell.
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"CHRIST, OOOOOH MAN!!"
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And he was just getting started!
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"I'm sorry about this, Matt," he said again, through clenched teeth.
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"You know this had to be done...you knew it was coming..."
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"PLEEEEEEASE! OOOH! OH! OOOOH!! MAN!! I squealed.
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"No, I can't dude," he answered me. "We aren't even started yet.
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His hand was coming down so fast and hard...!
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As hot and fast as lightening!
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"SSSSHHHHHHHH!!! OOOOOH! OH! OOOOH!!"
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"I never want you to ever steal again, Matty!"
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"That was so wrong, even if it was for me."
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"OOOH! MY! OOOOOHHHHH!!!!
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I was given a dandy of a bare bottom spanking that Columbus Day, right there in my own kitchen. First with the hand (about five minutes worth), then with the ruler
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"YEEEEEOOOOOOWWW! OHHH! OHHH!!!!!"
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"Man, this ruler does work well!" he said, rather impressed.
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"I should have used this sooner!"
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"OH! GOD! NOOOO! NO! NO! NO! NO!!!!"
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His arm went way above his back...
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...and the small ruler was brought down sharply over one cheek...
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....then he'd alternate with the other!
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It was SHEER HELL!
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"P-P-P-PLEEEEASE ENOOOOUGH!!!"
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"You brought this on yourself, Matt."
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"You are old enough to know better."
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Finally with another five minute lecture about stealing, he continued with the hand.
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"OOOOH, GAVINNNNNNNNN!!! OOOOH!"
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I cried and pleaded and sobbed and begged for him to show a little ounce of mercy,..
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"I'm sorry, man, we're getting close to getting done," he said.
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...but it never came.
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"OH! OH! OOOOOOH!!"
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He was an expert.
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"I shouldn't have to do this, Matt. I shouldn't."
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When it came to spanking me, he knew what needed to be done, and said.
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"MAN! OOOOH! OH! N-N-NOOOO!"
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How could he not,
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"Atta boy," he said, as I went limp.
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....considering all that I had showed him?
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"Yeah, man. You cry it out. Gavin is here."
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I had almost done too good of a job.
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"OOOOOOOH!!! OH! OH! OH!!!!"
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Still, there were plenty of other lessons that were needed to be learned...
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"OHHHHH!!! P-P-P-PLEASE NO MORE!!! OOOOOH!!"
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...by both of us.