the story continues.......
"I'd love to stay and watch these two boys get a well-deserved spanking," Officer Buck told Timmy's dad, Mr. Parker.
"Good," Mr. Parker nodded his head. "In fact, if you want to, you can help me punish them. How does that sound? I mean, these two caused you a lot of work, didn't they? And they broke a window of your car. And, oh yes, I almost forgot, didn't my son Timmy run away from you? After you had told him not to?"
"Well now," Officer Buck grinned. "That's excellent of you, Mr. Parker, really. It's so nice to see good citizens like you not only appreciating your police officers but also helping them out."
I really couldn't believe how this was going. My jaw dropped, I was so shocked. I looked at Timmy, and his jaw had dropped, too. Plus, he was still shaking from being so nervous. This was bad. Not only would Officer Buck get to watch us get spanked, but he was going to spank us too, it seemed. Jeez! Timmy's dad had never let anyone else spank us. This was new, this was shocking. And, I had no doubt that it was going to hurt. Jeez! I knew how Mr. Parker spanked - he'd punished Timmy and me many, many times over the years. But Officer Parker? How did he punish? With those huge biceps? He looked strong enough to bench press a car.
"This is how it's going to go," Mr. Parker said. "I'm going to give each of you boys ten good, hard swats. I'm really going to make them count, you understand? It's going to hurt like heck. And after that, after I turn your bare bottoms red, Officer Buck is going to spank you, anyway he wants to, as many swats as he wants to give. Okay? Okay."
Timmy's eyes bulged, and a small croak came out of his throat.
And Timmy went first. Mr. Parker sat down on the hard, wood chair, and Timmy slowly pulled down his shorts, then his cotton briefs. Officer Buck watched, standing next to me. Mr. Parker pulled his son across his lap, and rested his left hand on the boy's back. Soon, the spanking started, and it ended pretty quickly. Mr. Parker gave Timmy ten, fast and furious. His right hand shot down, spanking Timmy's naked butt, then up again, only to shoot down again a second or two later. I listened to the sound of the swats, cringing, knowing it was going to be me in a minute. The spanks looked painful, and Timmy gasped and moaned as he squirmed all over his dad's lap.
Then, it was over, and Timmy stood up quickly, rubbing his bottom. He was pretty surprised when Officer Buck told him to pull up his briefs, but to take his shorts off. He really didn't have a choice, so he did as he was told. He tossed his shorts on the floor and, wearing only socks, briefs, and a t-shirt, stood next to Officer Buck. As for me, I went over to Mr. Parker. I didn't like taking down my shorts and cotton briefs in front of the cop, but of course I had to. Soon, I was across Mr. Parker's lap, ready to be spanked.
Once again, Mr. Parker's right hand shot down, spanking a bare bottom. Once again, the swats flew pretty fast. The spanks hurt, but it ended quick. My butt was stinging pretty good, and I knew that there was going to be more. I stood up, and raised up my briefs. I put my shorts on the floor.
Officer Buck, without a word, sat down on the chair and looked at us, two boys in briefs. He told Timmy to go to his right side, and once Timmy got there, the cop pulled his underwear off. Timmy was totally bare bottom, and was soon pulled across the cop's lap. As I watched, Timmy got another spanking, this one even more painful. Soon, Timmy had tears in his eyes, he clutched Officer Buck's legs, and he was squirming like a mad toad. The cop held the boy down, as he spanked him. And then it was my turn.
My throat went dry, my stomach fluttered, and my hands shook. Officer Buck pulled my briefs down and off, and pulled me over his lap.
"I really hope you boys learn to be more careful," the cop said.
As I lay bare bottom across his lap, Officer Buck spanked me. Good, and hard. It really hurt, and went on for a while. I'm not sure how many spanks there were, at least a dozen. Maybe twenty. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I tried not to squirm, but I couldn't help it. His hand was big, warm, and rough. I felt it spanking my naked bottom, again and again. His other hand held me down. I wondered if he had spanked any other kids, if it was like this.
At last, the bare bottom spanking was over, and he helped me to stand up.
For sure, I'd be more careful in the future.