A brief note from FatDaddy:
Sam recieved an email from a reader. Since it asked a question that may be of interest to all of MMSA Stories readers, I decided to post it here. In case anyone is curious, Sammy is just under 21 years old, but acts like he is anywere from five to ten, occasionally 15 or 16.
In spite of this, through my firm approach to training, he does well in college. I treat him like he was one of my own, for in a great way he became "my own" the minute he said he wanted me to be his Dad.
Readers may notice that Sammy writes rather well for a young man. That is part of his training as well. I insist on good grammar and various other aspects of a decent education, and am not afraid to reinforce as needed.
As Sammy will relate, I do not in any way support the _s_e_x_ual use or abuse of minors, nor do I believe that corporal punishment should be administered to those who are not emotionally and legally mature enought to understand the need for it, and thus consent.
FatDaddy
Hi...[Dad made me take out the name]
Well, someone wanted to know what happened while or after Daddy was rubbing the lotion into my burning bottom. I got very hard. When I became his son two years ago, right after I started college, one of the first rules was I am never to masturbate without his permission. Well, the phone rang, and he left me alone with that bottle of lotion.
I thought he would be on the phone long enough for me to...well, you know, I am sort of embarassed talking about it. Dad did catch me, he had brought the wireless phone in!
I may be almost twenty one, but his voice saying "that's twelve pumps I have counted" caused me to freeze and go very limp. He hung up quickly and before you know it, I was getting the belt, "to the shower!" he commanded. His voice gets a little shrill or really low and growling. When he growls, man will I get it worse!
I got four or five good ones on top of my still tender bottom. The cream that was so cooling before now made the licks sting and burn something aweful YARP! And I though a fraternity would be Hell! Well, he whipped me (lightly, so no serious marks would be left)until the water was hot, and I was showering.
After the shower, he told me that we were going to start all over again. That did leadto some additional fun, after he throughly worked me over. The first round was a repeat for the first offense. The second round was because I had jacked off without permission. Daddy also keeps a couple of nasty hair brushes an a couple of thin, mean little paddles from Hell. I'd almost rather have the belt.
If you are a boy (Daddy says any guy is a boy as long as he needs "it.") Well, if you are a boy, and Dad knows you need it, you will get everything you ask for.
He once told me about one of his boys (now quite grown up) who would push and push, and not behave until...well, I might get in trouble for telling you, but if you want to know, why not ask him?
One other thing I had better mention, my Dad does *not* believe in the _s_e_x_ual or physical abuse of anyone who is a minor.
That means if you are over 18, that's cool, but even then, you will have to convince him that you are mature enough to understand why spankings are given to young (and sometimes older) adults, and mature enough so that you will appreciate his hard work.
HE* says it is hard work, well it seems like by bottom that is hardest put out. Know what, though?
Before Dad and I found each other, I didn't have much of a life, but now, I earn fairly good grades, and there is always Dad to be there for me, and to love me. I never feel alone, and my bottom surely doesn't either!
Sammy