Letter #8 My Own Mentor (By Collin)


by Cal <100622.2517@CompuServe.com>

Letter #8 My Own Mentor

Hello, Cal,

I knew other guys had mentors but I didn't know so many had mentors like Scott and I have.

We were glad to find there are other guys involved in things like us. My mentor and I had looked at the leather and whips sites when it's time to punish me for my failings, but it is not for us. It lacks the compassion and love that he sees as important for direct, commanding and firm male punishment. I'm glad he sees it that way! What happens here is just good old-fashioned, over the knee spanking. That's it! It is the only position he ever uses, and the only implement he has found necessary to keep me in line is a strap. My mentor has punished me a number of times this way over the last 5 years, and I must admit I have deserved every bit of it, but I hate to be spanked!

Here is what he does and maybe you could try it on Scott:

He takes the strap from his wardrobe, and sits on the stool by his desk. Then he gives me a clear lecture and is very specific about why I'm about to get it from him, and then he finishes by pulling down my Levi's and briefs. He always pulls them down himself and yes, that part gets to me because, like Scott, I am not gay! Then when he's good and ready he puts me over his knee and gives me a few sharp whacks with the strap, which stings like crazy and there is no question he has got my attention. There is a pause, then more whacks. These continues for a while, with frequent lecturing, until my rear end is sore and burning. Then I have to stand up and take ALL my clothes off for him, absolutely everything and stand in front of him and when he's ready he puts me back over his knee for the 'actual' spanking to begin.

There is nothing subtle about the use of the strap from this point onwards. It is not a game, I am punished and there are no more pauses. I take my spanking as best I can, usually promising to be good in future and pleading for him not to smack so hard. Of course this makes no difference, and the spanking goes on and on and on until my bottom and upper thighs are seriously red.

And that is when we approach my limit. There comes a point, as all well-spanked boys should know, when it all becomes too much. The fire in my backside rages out of control, and I know I can't take much more. My pleading and promising becomes garbled and desperate, tears start flowing and I beg him to stop. At that point I will do anything, absolutely "anything" to bring the punishment to an end. I cannot possibly take even one more lick from that strap.

And of course, the punishment does not stop at all. My mentor, also older, is well aware of what is happening to me, and just keeps on smacking my ass because he knows I deserve what happens next. We both know I deserve it. I close my eyes and burst into tears like a little boy, and my words all run together into a meaningless bawl as I honestly learn my lesson. How many smacks I get from this point onwards is entirely up to him, who is firm but fair. I may get more or less depending on my recent behaviour. Every smack he gives me opens a new world of fire and pain on my ass, and I just surrender to his punishment and cry my heart out. Surrendering is awesome sometimes. I don't know how to explain it other than that.

I always continue to cry after the spanking has finished. He always keeps me over his knee, and when I am able to hold a conversation again he asks if I have anything to say. I pour out all manner of promises, telling him how I will be a good or study more or whatever from now on, and that I am very sorry, and begging him not to spank me any more. And I mean every word of it. I usually spend a good long time while laying alone on the bed afterwards, face down, feeling the raging fire continue to blaze all across my ass. It continues for a long, long time, but I'll admit it is the best experience of my life and like no other.

You know the classic line about "having to sleep on your stomach" after a hard spanking? It is true.

Collin


More stories by Cal