My handprint quickly formed on JT's bare buttocks. I smacked his upper bottom five times in rapid succession before moving to his lower bottom. Then I focused solely on his right buttock giving it many smacks. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK JT was already blubbering like a small child. He didn't fight me so I felt comfortable letting him sob it out. He would be in much worse pain before I finished with him.
Soon his buttocks were not in the same proportion to each other with his right looking to be somewhat enlarged compared to the left. I decided to give his left the same treatment and began. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK JT would try and ask for forgiveness but with his tears streaming the way they were his words were largely incoherent.
After about a fifteen minute assault on his left buttock I placed my hand in the middle of the two mounds of flesh and began to smack that section with some vigor. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK JT had stopped crying. Actually I think he dried out his tear ducts. He lay quietly on my knees. He didn't move. Soon I was finished, with this part. JT was going to receive the worst punishment of his young life.
I stood JT up. Holding him so he wouldn't fall as his legs were not holding him very well. I stood up and guided JT over to his bed. I sat him down on the bed. He was a very willing participant. He had no fight left in him. He was a broken boy. Now the punishment would have the proper effect.
I laid JT down on his back and then turned him over on his stomach. Now for a decision. Paddle, or belt. Now the decision was only as to which would come first. I had already decided that he would get both. I decided the paddle would warm him up perfectly for the belt and that would warm him up real well for the senior cane.
TO BE CONTINUED....