Ron Placer looked down the row of half a dozen nice, white butts, all tied to the flogging frames and ready to be busted, and thought to himself what fun it would be beat these asses. The asses in question belonged to students at the University of California at Irvine, and Ron was the sheriff in charge of administering California's new corporal punishment law in Orange County. California and Hawaii had held out against the corporal punishment trend sweeping the country in the new century. Now it would be only Hawaii. Hawaii was still an open question, although some players on the local ball team had been ass whipped in Georgia.
These asses really needed to be whipped. The young men in question, all juniors, lived together in a house in Newport Beach. Todd Humboldt, who started the whole thing, had brought home a rather attractive young blonde woman, Ann Barstow, who was quite obviously intoxicated. After giving her even more beer, he then proceeded to have _s_e_x_ with her, despite her rather ineffectual objections. He then told his housemates, Jim, Mike, Dick, Ed, and Javier, that this chick was hot and couldn't get enough _c_o_c_k_. They got the message, and this poor woman, who was on the verge of alcohol poisoning, was violated by all of them.
All six rapists were serious students who got good grades and had never been in trouble before. A combination of alcohol, lust, and, most of all, peer pressure, had transformed them into rapists. At first, they were ashamed of themselves, until they were arrested and found out what the punishment would be. Then they felt sorry for themselves. They wasted no time in telling anyone who would listen what a tramp Ann was. But this did not justify what they did. In fact, many thought an ass whipping was too mild a punishment.
It was decided at the trial that an ass whipping of five or ten strokes was too mild a punishment. Each man was to be given 100 strokes! Since this would be dangerous if given all at once (the media was full of stories from the 18th century Royal Navy), each man was to be given 10 strokes a week during the summer between their junior and senior years. During the week, they would be guests of the Orange County sheriff, and work cleaning litter off the sides of the freeways. So they were tied up for the summer.
Each man was now standing, wrists and ankles attached to a wooden flogging frame. They were in an auditorium in the Orange County Sheriff's Department in Santa Ana. Members of the media, the victim, and her family were all present. Ann was sitting between her father and her brother, holding hands with each of them. These guys would now suffer for what they did to her.
Todd Humboldt was of average height, but he was massively built, and he worked out at the gym every day. His dirty blonde hair covered his hard nipples and abdominal muscles. His dick was long and thick. His ass was hard and round, and also covered with blonde hair.
Mike Ridge's average sized dick bent a little to the left. His ass was pure white and nicely shaped, jutting out from the backs of his thighs at a perfect angle. Mike was over six feet tall, and had brown hair and blue eyes. He had some dark hair on his chest and legs, but not much.
Dick Landers was a red head. He was taller than Todd, but not quite as tall as Mike. Another set of pure white buttocks protruded in back of him. He had hard glutinous muscles that gave his butt a concave look. Two freckles on the left buttock, and one freckle on the right buttock completed the picture. His rather red dick head reminded all who saw it (quite a few people now) of the bishop on a chessboard.
Ed Newberry was short with black hair. His tight little butt had a line of black hair along the crack, but was otherwise hairless. He had always been proud of his nice sized penis, but had never thought he would be standing here, tied for an ass beating, with it flapping for all to see.
Javier Del Norte was a fair skinned Mexican American. He was of average height, with dark hair and eyes, and a short beard. His chest and legs were covered with hair, but his ass was smooth, white, and round. Shaped like a fat mushroom, his dick head was quite a sight. And quite a few of the men at the Sheriff's station did notice it.
Jim Clovis had a short, blonde beard. He was taller than Mike, and easily the tallest man in the group. He had a thin body, which included a long, thin penis, and two small, hairless buttocks.
Today the first ten strokes were to be delivered. It was Saturday afternoon, and the college boys had worked all week by the side of the San Diego and Santa Ana Freeways and this would be their reward. Ron removed the shrink wrap from his brand new Georgia strap. He stepped up, reared back, and thrashed Dick's freckled butt. Dick screamed, so Ron did it again. And again. While I'm at it, he thought, hesitating for a second, maybe I'll just finished him off. So he gave Dick four more strokes, paused for a few seconds, and laid on the final three. Dick's ass was even more concave than usual, because of the hard clenching he was doing. It was also quite red, and Dick was screaming and bawling (not the kind he did with Ann) all at once.
Ron then went down the line, giving each of the remaining five men one stroke. Five impressive screams followed. Ed Newberry would be his next victim. That tight little butt now received nine more hard lashes from the leather strap. Ed was beside himself with pain, screaming how sorry he was.
Ron wondered whom to beat next. What about Javier? He stepped in back of Javier and started assaulting his round, white butt. Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Javier was emitting a solid, panicked scream, but he was finished.
Another round of strokes was then given to the remaining men, eliciting ample evidence of pain.
Jim Clovis's small ass was then the recipient of eight rapid strokes. He had never been in such pain before, but he certainly deserved it.
Mike Ridge and Todd Humboldt were then given another stroke, Mike first and then Todd. Ron then turned his attention on Mike and gave him four rapid strokes. He paused, and then gave him the remaining three. Mike was in the same condition as his friends: screaming, yelling, and bawling.
All eyes were now on Todd's ass. He had started this whole thing, and deserved this punishment most of all. Ron carefully laid each of the seven remaining strokes on the man's hard, hairy ass, waiting for Todd's scream to subside before giving him each succeeding lash.
After finishing with Todd, Ron laid down the strap and took a break while the medics helped each of the rapists to the infirmary to have their bright red, welt covered asses worked on by the male medics, most of whom were gay....