After lunch, Lord Dougby instructed us to join him in the main room at 3p. m. When we arrived, there were already five rather anxious men sitting in a circle, along with Lord Dougby, the butler and the chef. There were two empty chairs in the circle and Lord Dougby indicated to us that we should sit there. Jim and I were rather self conscious of being in short pants, as the other visitors were fully dressed. Lord Dougby made the introductions:
"Jim and Derek are residents here for a few days. They are being educated and are responding well so far. Charles, Pat, Robert, Roger and Drew have all been sent here because of some misbehaviour. I have been asked to help correct their attitude problem. They agreed to come, rather than face dismissal and/or possibly jail."
We all looked at each other, but the visitors seemed more preoccupied with their own problems than to be worried about us! Lord Dougby spoke again:
"Very well we shall begin. Who is first to speak this week?"
A tall, dark-haired man, dressed in a pin-striped suit and in his late thirties nervously cleared his throat and started to speak.
"My name is Charles. I am a banker. Today I want to speak of old Mrs. Jones, a widow. I knew she didn't check her bank statement, so I added in extra charges and kept the money myself."
With that Charles stood up, walked over to Lord Dougby and rather awkwardly stretched himself across our host's lap. Lord Dougby lifted up his jacket and then smoothed over his pin-stripe clad posterior. He then began to spank Charles, slowly at first, but gradually building up in speed. He must have given him about twenty hard spanks. When he stopped, Charles stood up, in pain both from the humiliation as well as the stinging in his rear-end and returned to his seat.
Now it was the turn of the second man. He was in his early thirties, fair-haired, 5' 8" of lean build and dressed in white.
"My name is Roger and I am a doctor. Today I'm speaking about Nurse Smith, to whom I made an improper suggestion once when we were working together."
Then it was Roger's turn to go across Lord Dougby's lap. He smoothed out those lovely white trousers and soon he had Roger crying, again from pain and humiliation.
"My name is Pat. I am an assistant hotel manager. Today I want to tell you that I was very rude to Mr & Mrs Jones, two hotel guests, when they came to make a complaint."
Pat was about 6', very tall and blocky. However Lord Dougby still handled him very well. Pat had a big bum so there was plenty of room for Lord Dougby's spanks!
Next to speak was Robert, who was obviously a policeman, in his tight uniform. Robert was tall and obviously worked out, with a lean body.
"My name is Robert. I am a policeman. Today I want to speak of Drew, here beside me. I caught him speeding, but let him off because he gave me $100."
And then Robert was across Lord Dougby's knee. His butt was already well shown off by the tight pants, but Lord Dougby smoothed over them anyway, before administering the spanking. Next came Drew, a young guy of about twenty-three, with a swimmer's lean body and long, fair hair, about 6'.
"My name is Drew. I am a college student. I gave Robert the $100 so that he wouldn't give me a ticket for speeding."
(We discovered later that Drew's father, a self-made man, discovered what had happened and was furious! He hauled his son and Robert in, and the result was four afternoon sessions in the Dougby School of Obedience for Adult Males!!!)
So then Drew ended up across Lord Dougby's lap. Drew really had a cute behind, which Dougby admired before administering the spanking. Drew then returned to his chair. At this stage Jim and I looked anxiously at each other, wondering if Dougby had forgotten his earlier statement that, after three punishments already today, we were to escape this time. But to our great relief, he was as good as his word.
"Very well, the five of you miscreants. Stand up against the wall, with your bottoms sticking out."
The five of them stood up and took up their positions, while Lord Dougby explained to us what we would have to do. Each of us (the butler, the chef, Lord D, Jim and I) would be assigned a client. We were to stand beside the client and follow Lord Dougby's instructions. Each of us was given a leather, I could guess what this was for!! I was assigned to Robert, the cop. We all took up our positions.
"Right. Please lower your client's pants." Said Lord Dougby.
Delighted (I got a ticket lately myself - though I wasn't about to tell Dougby about it!), I reached around Robert's waist, unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly and making sure to brush against his hardening _d_i_c_k_, I pulled down his trousers. Robert breathed hard, but there was nothing he could do! I was in heaven!
"Now kindly administer twenty hard leather slaps on each client's bum."
I lifted Robert's shirt. He was wearing nice tight white briefs. WHAM! I gave him the first whallop, quickly followed by 19 more. Then it was on to Drew. When I lifted his shirt, I saw a pair of beautiful bikini briefs. I was tempted to pull them down, but resisted. I knew better!! I went a little easier on Drew, but still made sure he felt them. Charles was my next client, he was wearing boxers and shook a little (he got his third leathering from me after all!) Then it was on to Roger, the doctor. His butt was really spankable, covered with his bikini briefs. He was the first to really cry with my leathering. I felt so powerful! Then it was on to Pat, the assistant Hotel Manager. He also had boxers, but big and all as he is, I could hear some sobbing by the time I was finished! Lord Dougby's voice spoke again:
"Return to your client and lower his shorts."
At last! Hungrily I reached for Robert's briefs. He had quite an erection so it wasn't easy to extricate them. I made a point of pinching his _d_i_c_k_ quite a few times, then stopped in case he might cum in my hand! Robert's reddened ass was soon on view for all to see!
"Now ten slaps, with your hand, on each bottom!"
I turned back to Robert, lifted his shirt and gave him ten hard slaps. Then it was on to Drew, what a cute butt he had, and how it was beginning to sparkle! Charles was just sobbing all the time now, but I still gave him ten good ones on his expansive butt. Roger (as I had guessed) had quite a cute butt so he got his ten slaps and then it was finally on to Pat. He had a large butt, so I had plenty of area to cover. When we were finished, all we could hear was the sound of five men sobbing softly. I suddenly realised that I had a very prominent hard-on myself! A glance at Jim showed he had the same problem! Lord Dougby was speaking again:
"The five of us will now sit down and you will each shuffle over and take your turn over each lap for six hard spanks."
Shuffle was the word for it, as we took up our positions at the other end of the room, so the five 'miscreants' (as Lord Dougby called them), had to shuffle along in procession, with their pants and shorts around their ankles. Lord Dougby was first, I was the last. Charles headed the queue. By the time he came to me he was really sore. Still I felt obligated to give him of my best. Then came Roger. Having often had Doctor's poking up my ass (and often enjoying it I felt), I was happy to give Roger a few good swats! When Robert reached, he now had a real hard-on, so I guided it between my legs and squeezed hard as I spanked him. I also managed to poke my fingers up his ass! Lord Dougby saw me and smiled his approval! Drew was so helpless, that before spanking I rubbed his ass a little and he relaxed. However, he still had to get his punishment! Last came Pat. He also had a hard-on. As I spanked him, I felt I wouldn't mind getting a spanking from him some day!
The five now stood by the wall, hands on their heads, which raised their shirts up high so that we could all admire our handiwork. Robert definitely won the contest for the reddest ass, so maybe a few more had got a hard time from the cops! Meanwhile Lord Dougby delivered a lecture about proper behaviour and attitude. We were then told to dress our client. Of course I made a big fuss out of trying to get Robert's _d_i_c_k_ back into his briefs and pants, much to his embarrassment!!
"Very well miscreants. You are dismissed. We will see you next week."
The five men left, but both Jim and I noticed how they left almost with a spring in their step, as if a burden had been lifted from their shoulders, a debt paid (or at least part paid! They still had two more sessions with Lord D, this having been their second.)
After they left, Lord Dougby asked us what we thought about it. I was very enthusiastic, as was Jim. We told him what a great job he was doing, giving these guys a second chance. However I noted that Jim was also very thoughtful and he asked to speak alone with Lord Dougby. As it was nearly teatime, I went into the dining room.
About five minutes later, Dougby arrived in, pulling Jim after him. Jim was tripping along as his short pants and underpants were once more around his ankles.
"Jim tells me that he was the cause of the row between you the other evening, that it wasn't your fault. Is this true?"
I replied yes whereupon Lord Dougby informed me that I would have to be punished for not saying this before. So once again I found myself minus my shorts and underpants and across Lord Dougby's knee. Lord Dougby then told me that I had been punished sufficiently. He now had to decide how to punish Jim. In the meantime Jim was sent to his room (minus his shorts and underpants), without his tea, and told to stand in the corner of his room until further notice. Meanwhile the butler arrived in with my own clothes. He then undressed me from the school boy outfit and dressed me in my regular clothes. Then we all (except poor Jim) sat down to tea.
(To be continued)