Author's Note: This is a new series. It will place a new twist on some old subjects and introduce some new characters. While based on real life people the stories are fiction as they have always been. Please feel free to email me with suggestions or with story ideas.
The year was 2002 and the United States had undertaken a new conservative ideology in the ways of parenting. However, it had a certain interesting twist. Parents wanted their children to be brought up to respect authority theirs and others. They also wanted their children spanked when they did wrong. But they didn't want to be the ones doing the spanking.
This isn't to say that NO parents ever spanked their own children. Some did. And most would give the occasional swat on the bottom. But most employed the services of a punisher. Now I was one of these punishers. I maintained office hours Monday thru Friday and on Saturday's would make emergency house calls. I would also be on call in the evenings to make emergency house calls.
I advertised on message boards in supermarkets and also at my own church. I had a pretty good clientele. I had a routine for when new people came in. The children would be given a cursory physical and I employed a formula to figure out how much punishment their bottoms could take. Now their being a certain twist in the spanking laws that were passed I was only allowed to spank male children.
On one particular Monday morning I went into my office well rested as I had not had to make any emergency house calls that weekend. I sat my brief case on my desk and opened it. I took out my electronic organizer. This allowed me to make appointments over the weekend. Usually people at my church asking to bring their child in.
During the school year I would do my paperwork in the morning and would begin appointments about 2:30. But being that it was summertime I had appointments intermixed with my paperwork throughout the day.
Turning on the organizer I found out that I had an appointment first thing this morning. Kyle was coming in. Kyle's dad had talked to me at church the day before and said that Kyle was becoming lazy and needed to be set back on the right path. Just then I hear my front doorbell ring as the door opened. I set the organizer on my desk and head out to see who it is. It was Kyle and his dad. "Right on time. Kyle have a seat while your dad and I talk in my office." I say showing his dad back to my office. "My secretary isn't quite in yet. But I expect she will be soon. Can I get you anything? Coffee?"
"No I'm fine." Kyle's dad says. "Ok have a seat. What seems to be the problem with Kyle?" I ask.
"Well lately Kyle seems to need constant reminding of his responsibilities around the house. He is supposed to take out the garbage daily and share dish duty. His nights are Monday and Wednesday. He has to be told quite often. And the other thing is that when he gets told he quite often will snap back with some smart remark."
"Hmmmm......Ok well I think he needs to go over my knee." I pull out Kyle's file and say, "Looks like the formula worked out to fifty with my hand. That should set him right." Kyle's dad nods and I say, "Ok, well my secretary is in and so I can have her take Kyle to the punishment room."
I push the button, "Sheryl, please take Kyle to the punishment room." I tell her. "Ok sir, do you want him to strip?" She asks. "No I'll take care of that when I get in there." I respond.
My office door is open so I can see my secretary walk by with Kyle. Her hand is on his shoulder and he looks a little scared. It had been a while since he had been in. "Kyle's been doing pretty well for a while." His dad says. "That's why I like this style of discipline. It works for a long time." After a few moments Sheryl stops by and says, "he's in there waiting." She walks back out to her desk. "Ok Nick you can step back out to the waiting room. I'll bring him out once I'm finished with him."
Nick stands up and walks out of my office and out to the waiting room. I stand up and head for the punishment room. I had a little room which was next to the punishment room. There was a two way mirror in the punishment room and that allowed me to see what the boys demeanor was. I stepped in there and shut the door. I opened the shades and saw Kyle. He was a nice boy really. And correction applied to his bare buttocks kept him that way. He was seated in a chair looking rather forlorn.
I shut the shades and stepped out into the hall. I went to the punishment room and knocked on the door before entering. "Hello Kyle. How are you today?" I ask.
Kyle shrugs his shoulders and says, "alright I guess." I walk over and sit down in another chair next to him. "So, your dad tells me that you aren't willingly doing your chores lately. Why is that?" I ask him. I always made a point to ask the boy to see what they had to say about it. Kyle again shrugs his shoulders. "I forget I guess." He tells me. "Well Kyle you know that isn't an acceptable answer. And I know you know why you are here so why don't we get started. Stand up and I'll undress you." I tell him.
Kyle stands up and comes over to me. He stands in front of me with his arms hanging to his sides. I begin by taking Kyle's shirt off of him. He is a slim boy. He has dark hair with a slight wave to it. He really is quite cute. I undo the button on his jeans and lower the zipper. I tug at the sides and they fall to his shoe tops. "Take off your shoes and socks Kyle." I tell him. Kyle quickly bends over to obey me. His bottom was filling out nicely. Not too big but not as little as it had been the last time. I made a mental note to tell his father that he should make an appointment to have Kyle re-evaluated. I did that sometimes with younger boys as they grew up. Once Kyle removed his shoes and socks I tell him to get his pants off the rest of the way and then come back to stand in front of me.
Once again Kyle obeys me. He knew his bottom was in for enough punishment as it was. Once his pants are off Kyle now stands before me in only his underwear. I slipped two fingers in each side of them and tugged them down and off his bottom. I let them fall and said, "Step out." He obeyed and then I said. "Ok Kyle take up the position." This was my signal that Kyle should kneel before me. "What do you have to say?" I ask.
"Please sir. I have done wrong and must now suffer punishment. Please spank my bare buttocks mercilessly until you feel I have been punished sufficiently." Kyle said. He knew this line very well as I had taught it to him the very first time I had ever punished him.
"You may rise and lay over my knee." I tell Kyle. He stands up and walks to a spot right in front of me. I widen my legs and take Kyle's arm and slide him sideways between my legs. I then push his torso so that it is hanging over my knee. His head is almost touching the floor and his bottom is centered over my knee. From the floor I hear, "how many am I to get sir?"
"The maximum Kyle. Fifty strokes." I hear a gasp and then he takes a deep breath. I lay my hand on his bottom and begin to massage it. Then after a few minutes I begin. WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP "Kyle you must remember to do your chores without being told." WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP "I know you are a big boy who wants to please your parents." WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP Kyle begins to softly cry. He was a very sensitive boy. WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP He cries a little harder now. His bottom is getting red. WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP "Half done Kyle." I tell him. I pause and rub his bottom a little. WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP I continue. WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP Kyle is sobbing now. WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP "Ten more." WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP WHOP "All done Kyle. You can get up now."
Kyle rises off my lap and stands before me. "It's all over. And try to make this one last son." I tell him. "Put your clothes back on and then I'll bring you back out to your dad."
Kyle gets dressed silently. I watch him. When he is all dressed I stand up and open the door. I usher him out ahead of me and then walk behind him out to the waiting area. "Ok Nick he's all ready to go home and behave. You need to make an appointment to re-evaluate him. He's filling out down here." I pat his bottom. "And that means he can take more." I tell him. Kyle cringes. "Ok how about next week Monday. Oh, well could you come to the house for that?" Nick asks. I check my schedule with Sheryl and say, "Yep I can. I'll see you Monday at 5 PM ok."
"Sounds good." Nick says and I shake his hand and give Kyle a squeeze on the shoulder. "Seeya Kyle. You can smile now you know." I tell him. He smiles and almost laughs. Nick pats his bottom and says "let's go son." I chuckle and turn on my heels heading back to my office. I make notes in Kyle's file and then put his next appointment in my organizer. I put Kyle's file back in the cabinet and check to see when my next appointment is coming in.
That will be another storey...... THE END