The year is 2010, and the new machines had finally arrived. While the old spanking machines had served well, and had brought the "New Generation in Discipline to the masses, the newest machines promised even more. In fact, each city was to have a display of the machines in a brand new building. All were to happen on October 1st, so there was some frantic construction and instruction before each and every one was ready, but ready they were. "Interactive Corporal Punishment is Here NOW!" said the headlines in almost every newspaper in the country.
Now, instead of just sending a child to a spanking machine, a parent, guardian, or teacher could send them, and actually control the amount of discipline given. The Judicial Models actually had dedicated television channels for judges to watch, and change the discipline given, based upon their perception of how the child was both accepting the punishment, and feeling the pain that was given. Thus, a juvenile offender could find himself (or herself) being taken directly from the courtroom to the machine, and under punishment within fifteen minutes of being sentenced. The Judicial machines also had an over-ride switch that allowed judges to ride the cusp of real injury during capitol offense crimes. One of the first uses was based upon such a punishment, and we shall follow it here.
Fifteen year old William DiSalvo was the sort of boy you prayed every night your daughter would not bring home. He came from a broken family, his father leaving when he was 9. His mother Silvia raised William and his two brothers and one sister in a walk up apartment in the poorest area of a major city. It almost became a given that William would turn to the local gangs for friendship, and this is exactly what he did. As an initiation to the Red Flags, he was required to "knock off" a convenience store in the neighborhood. He did so, and when the owner, a 72 year old woman named Alice Credillia recognized him, he beat her so severly that he blinded her in one eye, and broke both of her legs. He was arrested within 3 hours, and brought to court two days later, under the new Supreme Court accelerated punishment provision of the juvenile law. That law, passed in 2004, gave the states, counties, and cities the right to use forms of corporal punishment on juveniles.
William was to taste the new law first hand. Brought before the judge, dressed in a cut off shirt, and pants that hung half way down his backside, he basically sneered at the judge, refusing to answer any questions. His _c_o_c_k_y attitude ended when video tapes of his crime were shown in the packed court room. Judge James C. Cooper sentenced him to the maximum corporal punishment, to be given as soon as possible. In a comment that would make the front pages of every paper in the country, and become a ritual saying at most sentencings, he said "And may the Lord have mercy on your butt".
The boy was taken to the new Disciplinarium in the city, and was pushed to the head of the line, in front of a gaggle of children, there for various reasons. As a Juvenile Court Offender, he was to be given preference. New arrivals were made to wait, and those being "processed" were rushed out, some holding their clothing, their brilliantly red bottoms on display for the crowds who had come to see William "get his". The boy was pushed into the machine's dressing area, and required to strip off his clothes "all of them". While this was not necessary in most punishments, the deputies planned to make an example of him. He did all this under the harsh lights of Channel Two Television. When his underwear was pulled from him, the boy showed his first emotion of the day, a sense of fear showed in his face. He was amazingly hairless for a fifteen year old, and of course the guards commented on that to the camera. As a matter of fact, the only thing that showed the boy to be fifteen was the fist size batch of brown pubic hair sitting above his penis. Whether it was the fear, or the cameras, or both, the boy's penis had shrunk so that it was now no more than an acorn head sitting atop two walnuts. Of course, it was the other side of the boy that people had come to see, and soon his bottom was on display as the county coroner (fitting!) was pressed into service to examine him. A brief listen to his lungs and heart, a brief inspection of his buttocks, including a parting of the cheeks to inspect the small anus for the cameras, was done, and he was placed inside the machine.
Unlike most machines, this one was fitted with several cameras. One faced his face, head on. One faced his buttocks directly from behind, one directly above, one on each side, and one mounted below, looking between his legs at the instruments as they came to him. Oh, he was on display! The television screen was still mounted so that he could observe his bottom. The machine still attached him in the usual manner, requiring only that he reach his hands up to grab the yellow bar, while standing on the yellow footsteps. The machine then inflated restraints on the four appendages, and used them to place him wherever the instruments could reach him the best. As a juvenile being punished for a major crime, he saw no numbers on the TV screen. No ability to count down, to see an end. No, he was simply to be punished, and punished well.
After fastening, a pair of plastic paddles, each with eleven holes, were poised over the boy's buttocks. Each paddle hit only one cheek, each was angled to pull the flesh gently from the center of the crack area just prior to the actual stroke. They were set on "MAX" as far as stroke power went. They were also set on "RANDOM" for their action. Without so much as a buzzer or warning, a paddle flew down against the boy's left cheek, leaving a soon to turn red mark, with white holes marks on the flesh where the paddle holes had been. There was an audible cheer from the crowd, although William could not hear it, as he was in a soundproof booth. The microphone in the booth, however picked up every whisper from the boy, and broadcast it live to the audience. The second paddle hit, with even greater force, of possible. Soon the paddles had set a rhythm, alternating cheeks as they walked up and down the buttocks, then matching strokes, which caused his buttocks to be pulled apart, showing the crowd the small back hole. Thirty strokes were given, and the boy's bottom was a deep mauve red, obviously swollen. Camera three showed his face, and the virtual torrent of tears and snot that ran down it, along with the sounds he made, and the words which had changed from swear words to pleas.
The machine adjusted itself, lifting his buttocks up, and separating his legs, as a whip, with twelve leather straps, each fifteen inches long, was brought into play. The whip started at the top of the boy's buttocks, caressing the inner skin of his butt crack, down to and over his anal opening, which could be seen on camera to attempt to cringe inwards, to avoid the strokes, which, of course, it could not do. Upper strokes were then given, with the first stroke coming from floor level, and smashing into the boy's dangling ball sack, and flicking around to catch the tip of his penis, which TV viewers watching the lower camera (Camera 5) were able to see close up. They also were able to see the reaction of the boy's appendage, as it started to grow, becoming fully errect as the whip spent time on his perineal area (the area between his testicles and anus), and then actually gave three uppercut strokes which landed atop of, and inside his anus as he squeezed and opened it. Once the whip had finished, the boy had lost his ability to cry, and simply sobbed, his butt a mass of red, his testicles swollen, his penis with a small bruise on its tip.
The great thing about having a "spankee" fastened down, and using a computer, is that the strokes can be placed tightly together, and no movement on the part of the child would mess that up. Four plastic canes next whipped their way down the boy's buttocks, and over his thighs, before they worked their way back up. What one cane missed in hitting unmarked skin, the next one or two strokes would cover. When they had finished, William's butt, which was bright red from the paddle, bore whip marks and cuts from the whip, and vivid blue welts from the canes.
The last strokes were given by the judges' fingers touching his keyboard. The boy's legs were pulled as widely apart as humanly possible, his butt was lifted even higher, and two soft straps, one from on top, and one from on bottom, proceeded to alternately whip down his crack (and up it) to cover his little anal opening. This area became extreemly red, and finally turned to a purple bruised color The final two strokes were given to his his balls and penis. The top strap reached around and flicked the top of the now erect penis, The bottom started there and flicked inside his gaping anus.
William was released, his buttocks were the most famous in the entire country, as his whipping was studied by judges and parents. The boy couldn't walk for two weeks, but then neither could his victim.