Once upon a time in a small house on the edge of a large town and in a small bedroom:
Ben was sobbing violently. Each time the thin plastic struck his fiery cheeks his body jerked.
After a while Ray decided that the boy had received enough punishment. He rested his hand on the boy's hot buttocks and massaged them gently. The peak of the boys right bottom cheek was hot to the touch.
Ben was still sobbing when Ray lifted him to his feet and led the undressed ten year old to the bathroom for his bath. Ben stood crying whilst the man filled the bath with warm water and added the soft skin cleansing suds.
Ben was on his hands and knees as Ray washed his back and bottom. Ray admired the boys soft baby skin. Ben's bottom throbbed and Ray decided that he Ben could stand up as he washed the boy.
Ben lay compliantly on his bed and still as Ray dried him, anxious not to do anything that would earn him another spanking. Even a gentle slap with the man's hand would cause pain to his enflamed buttocks.
Ray lectured him whilst Ben stood, his eyes fixed on the carpet, and still red from crying.
It was warm in the bedroom. Ben wanted the man to stop talking and let him get into his bed.
Ray told Ben that he had prepared a list of chores to be completed the next morning. The school hiolidays had another three weeks to run. Ben would help prepare the house for the arrival of Ray's nephew. Ray went on to explain that if the work was not done to the required standard Ben could expect further punishments. Ben would be allowed out to play with his friends if and when the work was done correctly.
Ben lsitened with increasing agitation as Ray explained that he would set Ben a maths test which the boy was expeceted to complete the next evening, in preparation for the new school year.
The next morning Ben awoke, his bottom was still sore, but not stinging the way it had the prevous evening. Ben looked in his full-length mirror and saw the red blotches on his bottom. He could not remember being so miserable in his life.
Ray has awoken early. The previous evening, having spanked Ben to his satisfaction, Ray had decided that he would resume his trips to the leisure centre. He would take Ben with him.
After washing in the bathroom, more diligently than a ten year old boy would choose to, Ben returned to his bedroom and dressed in the yellow singlet, white shorts and white socks that Ray had laid out for him.
Ray was pleased when Ben walked into his bedroom on time and with a large glass of fresh oprange juice. Ray had told Ben that he would be allowed only water in the mornings, as the boy's grandmother was not sending a sufficiently generous allowance for then both to drink the juice.
As Ben turned to leave the room, without any thanks for his efforts, Ray was delighted to note that the shorts were sufficiently tight to pull on Ben's bottom and fitted snugly so that each of the two peaks of his small pert bottom were clearly visible under the thin white fabric. Ray had gone to a lot of trouble in the boy's absence in the country to find such thin shorts. These would be excellent shorts for the boy to complete his chores in.
About an hour later Ben was pushing the heavy mower across the yard. He had never used this machine before, his dad had alsways cut the grass but now he had to struggle to lift the grass box, full of grass, off the machine.
He glanced back toward the house. Ray had come onto the patio at the back of the house and was sitting at a chair looking at him. Ben shuddered as he noticed Ray pick up the palstic paddle in his rigth hand and began to whack it into his left palm. Ben quickly continued to pull at the grass box.
Then Ben heard the sound he did not want to hear.
''Ben, come here please''
Ben put down the box and ran to Ray. He wanted to run away but that would be hopeless.
He approached Ray with fear in his face. Ray liked that look. Ben knew he would be spanked again but did not know what he had done wrong, he thought he felt his bottom twitch.
''Give me your shirt Ben'' Ray said, adding ''it looks like hot work'' Ray laughed. Ben said nothing but gave Ray his shirt obediently
''Back to work you little scamp'' Ray laughed.
Ben turned and headed off down the yard toward the grass box.
He looked back towards Ray as he heard the man say
''only five minutes left to finish this job young man....or we will have to warm that naughty little bottom of yours won't we.