The Guardian's Story


by Boy Teller

The man sat in his armchair and contemplated his good fortune. He had met a woman a short time previously and they had got on well. The woman who had four children, all boys, and all from different relationships was delighted that the man seemed to have no difficulty in controlling her offspring which she found impossible to do on her own. The man had done this by simply promising the children "a severe beating" if they stepped out of line. The woman had decided to invite the man to stay with them and be responsible for the boys' upbringing. The man had gladly accepted and had arrived mid afternoon while the children were in school. The woman had not told the children of this arrangement and they had been playing her up all week. She had told the man of their misbehaviour and he had shown her a metre long riding crop which he had said he would use on the children when they stepped out of line. She had expressed herself satisfied with this and the man said when the children arrived from school she should tell them of the new arrangement and he would take over from there.

Eventually four noisy and unruly children arrived home together (they all attended the same school). Still unaware of the man's presence in the parlour they noisily scattered satchels and schoolbooks all around. Their mother entered the hallway and shouted at them to listen. She told them that "Roger" was coming to live with them and wanted to see them about their behaviour. He was, she said, waiting in the parlour and they were to go and see him now. Four small children, Daniel 10, Anthony 9, Stephen 7 and 6 year old David entered the parlour nervously and faced Roger, still sitting in the armchair.

He began to speak "Your mother has told you of the new arrangement. I have spoken to you all before about your behaviour and now I am in a position to do something about it. Your behaviour has been bad before and this evening when I heard you come in from school I could not believe it. You will all learn this is not acceptable. You have all been warned by me what to expect and now you will find out I meant it. Your behaviour will improve or you will regret it believe me".

With that he rose and strode to the cupboard from which he produced the crop. "All of you take off your shorts". Four children without daring to argue lowered and then stepped out of their short grey school shorts. School regulations allowed the wearing of t shirts, provided they were white, and four boys stood facing him wearing just t shirt and small briefs. "David step forward, bend over and touch your toes" he ordered the six year old, who tearfully obeyed. The man slipped his hand in the elastic of the boy's briefs and lowered them so that the buttocks were fully exposed. "Do not try to get up or cover your bottom or you will get more" he ordered. Realising David was still a few months short of his 7th birthday he placed his left hand on the boy's back, holding him in place. He wanted to teach the lad a lesson but realised he may find it hard to control himself and stay in place. "You will get four".he said, and immediately snapped the riding crop hard across the exposed behind. David squealed. Three more strokes followed and the man told the boy to pull up his briefs and stand back to watch the others receive their discipline.

"Stephen, step forward bend over and touch your toes" The 7 year old obeyed. "Same rules, don't get up or cover your bottom. It's six for you" His hand again grasped the elastic of the child's briefs and peeled them down past the backside. Again he held the boy with his left hand before bringing the whip down to do it's work. Each crack of the crop against boyflesh was met with an increasingly tearful howl . After the six had been administered the boy was told to replace his briefs and join David.

"Anthony, step forward , bend over and touch your toes. Same rules". Anthony bent over and felt his briefs being pulled lower. "Eight for you Anthony" Roger announced. This time, the boy being older, he did not bother with the hand on the back. In fact he secretly hoped one of the children would weaken and jump up or cover their bottom so that he could show he really meant it about giving more strokes. Again the whip lashed the boy's behind, each lash causing the 9 year old to scream with the pain. The man's wishes were answered after the 7th stroke when the boy's hand flashed across his bottom in a vain attempt to rub. Anthony quickly withdrew it remembering the man's warning. "Two more for that" Roger coldly announced and, in spite of the lad's tearful wailings laid on a total of 3 more, making ten. Before telling him to join his already whipped brothers.

He was glad he had left Daniel till last. The other 3 boys were pure white but Daniel's father had been a man of Asian origin and Daniel had the delightful light brown skin the man found very attractive. Unfortunately he was the eldest and also the worst behaved. Punishing him would be a pleasaure in the months, and hopefully years, to come he thought. "Daniel, step forward bend over and touch your toes same rules for you. You're getting 12." Daniel instinctively shot upright.

"Oh please not 12. Please" He wailed.

Roger was livid "GET OVER. HOW DARE YOU ARGUE WITH ME. IT's NOW 14"

Daniel's resistance was broken and he bent over, sniffing tearfully as his briefs were lowered. The 14 strokes were administered at a more leisurely pace than had been done to the other boys but, to his credit, although crying and pleading for leniency throughout his whipping Daniel managed to remain in place.

After commanding him to join his brothers Roger lectured the children briefly about their future behaviour. He told them they would remain in their briefs for the rest of the evening as an "extra lesson" for them.

He felt sure further sessions in the parlour would be happening before long, in fact he had started to think of ways to make absolutely sure they would.


More stories by Boy Teller