Note to readers: MMSA Stories changed their system and thus early chapters of Aaron are still found under the beginning word, Aaron, but sometimes with quotes and then more recently without quotes. What can I say? I appreciate the readers who have written asking me to finish this story. It happened last summer when I was in this community. Anyway, I will finish it up as I know it to have happened. Cal
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Finally, Pops had stopped slapping that old leather strap of his across Aarons poor bare ass. Aaron hadnt thought hed ever would! It was bad enough for Pops to have taken down his old work trousers and then pulled down his underwear and bent him over that workbench bare in the old shed out in the fields there, but he didnt think Pops should have strapped him. He didnt think he needed to be strapped in the first place. No question about it, Aaron hadnt liked it at all to have been bent over bare like that so that the old man could have a good go at his ass; but OK, out in the field and all and away from everyone else where no one would know he was getting strapped, OK, Pops discipline he could handle. Still, Pops had just kept on laying that strap across his bare ass again and again and again when hed bent over for him. It was almost like the old man was on a mission or something! That strap had really begun to sting after awhile! Finally, though, Pops had just suddenly stopped and he hung the strap back up on the nail where he had found it. Aarons ass was stinging badly and he didnt mind admitting it either! He knew he had tears beginning when Pops had stopped but hed managed to get them in so Pops didnt ever know.
Pull em up and get back to work, NOW! was all Pops had yelled as he walked out the sheds door and slammed it behind him. Aaron hadnt wasted any time yanking up his pants and doing just that either! He hadnt liked his ass bared and strapped like Pops had done it to him even if it hadnt hurt all that much. And he hadnt liked Ma's spanking him bare over her lap with her ruler in her kitchen this morning either. What was it with these two? Everything had been fine until today and then all of a sudden. He didnt think hed done that much wrong in the first place and although he knew he had a good body cause the girls and even some of the guys had always told him that, still, being made to strip and show ALL you had at his age and then getting spanked too wasnt something he had liked at all! Ma had said hed have to always be down on time if he didnt want spanked again; so OK, he could handle that, but whats with Pops and his renewed interest in his young ass?
What he didnt know was that Ma and her friends had all talked about what shed done with her ruler with the boy over her lap this morning and the news was now pretty much all over town by now that she had spanked him. She and her friends had had no trouble at all agreeing that she had done the right thing and shouldnt hesitate to spank him again either! Kids were out of control these days and the women Ma had talked to were all in agreement on that point. Things should be handled like they had been in the good old days and Mas ruler was still the right thing.
Out in the shed in the field, Aaron had straightened his old black and white flannel checkered shirt, still rolled up to his elbows, after he had pushed his pure white tight tee nicely down into his trousers. Again, as every time he pulled these work trousers up, he cussed to himself as to why he hadnt taken the time to find a pair a size or two larger when they were all in that thrift shop? Anyway, out in the field, it didnt much matter but they were a tad too tight to be comfortable. His stinging ass came in contact with the tight material as he pulled them up and his buns clenched automatically in them. His buns still stung, but Aaron didnt have a lot of time to think about it as he kicked the manure off the heels of his boots and went back outside quickly to begin moving that straw around out by where the animals had been left waiting. He looked over at Pops in the distance but didnt say anything. He didnt want any further trouble.
Pops, by the time Aaron had hiked up his pants and gotten back to work, was still steaming to himself about these young kids. He was still completely frustrated though as he suspected he really hadnt gotten through to the young boy in strapping him in spite of his best efforts. It wasnt like in the good old days when he would have had one of his own boys howling with half the effort. Heck, he through, Aaron hadnt even yelled! Not like the old days at all, it wasnt.
Work it faster, boy, Pops suddenly yelled out gruffly at him. We aint got all day ya know.
Aaron pitched another bunch of straw half heartedly. All that was going through his head at that point was who the hell did this old man think he was anyway? Not even his own father had ever done what Pops had just done to him. And why? Aaron was in his own thoughts and anything but paying attention. The straw was dribbling slowly off the pitch fork in his hands.
Aaron, Pops yelling jarred the boys thoughts. You going to pay attention to what youre doing, or am I going to have to take you back into the shed again right now?!?
Those words, the boy now heard. He heard them loud and clear!
No, Sir, Aaron was quick to answer Pops back this time, I got it under control. And he did. The boy worked with a renewed determination from then on throughout the rest of the afternoon. He didnt ever intend to go back into that _d_a_m_n_ed shed again ever!
Pops just smiled. He leaned on his own pitch form and watched Aarons burst of renewed energy as he began pitching hay more quickly now. Should have done that long time ago, he thought to himself! And, he knew he was going to do it again. While Pops had been frustrated with his inability to really get through to Aaron bent over that workbench, still he knew it was his duty. He had, after all, strapped all his own boys growing up and this boy needed the same.
In the meantime, Jeb had continued working and working hard all day long on his own spread next door. He kept thinking about Pops bring that young kid of his over in the evening for some discipline. No question, he had kept wondering if Pops had been serious and was really going to do it and bring the kid over or not? It had been awhile, after all, since Jeb had made that long drive up to the nearest city to pick up a guy visiting for some discipline. Most of those, at least recently, who had e-mailed or phoned had really not been the kind of guys he would have feel comfortable with in his home. Consequently no one had been out for awhile and he hadnt had the pleasure of busting a guys bare ass. Too many of those who had contacted him recently had been hot to talk for sure, but the reality of actually being with a man like Jeb who wouldnt hesitate to paddle them had added a reality they werent ready for. Only one of those who had been in contact recently had ever even been across a mans knee with his ass bare up and ready for attention. And, that one boy had clearly only been over the knee of a much older man, a fairy queen who had only given him a few love taps and then fingered him deeply and freely. The boy knew there was more to it that that! That boy had potential, and knew Jeb had no interest in love taps!
But the others who had been in contact with him had never actually been spanked or even been bare across a mans knee at all. Boys like that were actually the kind Jeb liked most to have over anyway. There was nothing like the look on a boys face that first time when his pants were being unzipped and about to be taken down. That was when the reality that hes about to get his ass spanked really dawns on him. Spanking a virgin ass to the point that the young man finally is able to release it all against his will and collapses over a mans knees in sobs is a beautiful event and what Jeb liked most. The boys bare ass is glowing over your knees, his whole body is moving to the rhythm of your palm as the sobs youre causing envelopes him. Two boys close to soon being in that precise category where still in contact with Jeb and had e-mailed photos. They were probably going to be visiting in a bit for that first time; but what Jeb was thinking about was tonight and Pops boy, Aaron. He thought of the young one wiggling and squirming across Jebs own knee as Jeb turned Aarons young and he hoped tight ass red for him! Aarons tears would be welcome in the place tonight for sure.
Jeb sure hoped Pops had been serious; in fact, Jeb was almost positive he was.
The afternoon wore on slowly anyway.
Finally about 4 p. m. at about the same time Jeb was doing about the same thing, Pops and Aaron started all those final things that need fixing with the animals and the rest of it that had to be done each night rain or shine. Aaron, to be sure, was working hard now but he had not forgotten for a moment what had happened to him out there in the field and he wasnt looking forward to seeing Ma again either after this morning, but anyway, it was all over he thought.
When Pops and Aaron got around to going back into Mas kitchen for the early supper they always had, Aaron had only glanced at her briefly when he could begin to feel his face turn blistering red with embarrassment. He couldnt forget she had seen his ass over her knees and had spanked him like a small school boy! It was very embarrassing. Luckily Ma didnt said anything, but she sure seemed to be smiling more that usual and she was staring at him. No question he felt very uncomfortable going into that same kitchen where she had given it to him earlier this morning! And it didnt help things either that her ruler was still sitting there on the side of her kitchen counter. He wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible!
Go get cleaned up for dinner, Pops had intervened and told him when he was standing in the kitchen almost immobilized with embarrassment. Thats just what Aaron did as quickly as humanly possible and he bounded up the stairs two steps at a time.
In the privacy of the shower, Aaron strained and bent his bare wet body while he looked down in the mirror at his own bare ass. Yea, there were a few marks down there where there shouldnt be and where he didnt want them (!) but nothing significant or nothing he couldnt handle. In the steam of the shower, he took the soap and lathered it all over his bare body. His _c_o_c_k_ began to rise as he soaped it. He had nothing to be ashamed of, he knew for sure. Somehow the warm soapy water running down his back and over his buns made him feel better. The whole experience of the shower this particular evening somehow made him want to linger. Aaron took his time but then he happened to glance at the clock in the bath room and immediately jumper out bare and dripping, toweled off and dressed quickly but casually for dinner. For sure, after this morning, he didnt want to keep Ma waiting and be late for dinner! That could prove to be a disaster he didnt want to face for sure. Yanking up his clean trousers, he realized clean starched ones where not such a good idea when youd been spanked, but it was too late to change them and still be down on time. He struggled getting in them and was off.
The table was filled with food as usual when he bounded down the back stairs and sat down at the table. It was all piping hot and all good and tempting looking too. Pops droned on with the longest grace Aaron had heard in a long time, but then they all got down to the business of eating. Usually Aaron talked, but after what hed been through with the both of them, he focused on his plate. After all, he had nothing he wanted to say and instead he wanted to make sure his table manners were as Ma had told them they should be! This was not the time to test fate or either of them!
When the meal was almost over and Pops was drinking his favorite steaming brew that Aaron really wasnt sure what was in it, Pops had suddenly looked over at Ma and said, The boy and Is going over to Jebs tonight. He spoke matter of factly, and he gave no reason nor explanation. Anything youd like us to run in to town for?
Ma, for her part, got up and looked through her cupboards but she didnt mention a thing. Aaron had never known for Pops to go anywhere after dinner, but he didnt think a whole lot about it. Going over to Jeb's had to be far better than sitting around and reading here. Ma was usually in bed by 8 p. m. anyway! Pops typically followed quickly too. Aaron was looking forward to getting out of there even if he had no idea what they were going over for? He thought about asking Pops, but then decided he wouldnt bother. It really didnt matter. It was something to do!
Pops knew what he had in mind for Aaron, of course, but he said nothing. All he did was get up from the table and go over to the phone to ring Jeb up to tell them they were on the way.
Needless to say, Jeb was pleased with the phone call and told Pops so. He was looking forward to spending some time with the boy over his knees and was all ready and visualizing his approach to what he hoped would be a very startled boy. Jeb checked in the other room. The paddle was there where he put it. It was just waiting.
And so, thus it was that Pops said goodnight to Ma and told Aaron to go get in the cab of his old Dodge pick up truck. Aaron walked around the front of the truck and got in having no idea whatsoever that Pops was about to take him over there to Jebs to get a good, hard spanking!
Aaron was silent during the drive. Pops drove silently too once they started down the road. The old radio softly blared those same old mournful cowboy songs about somebody wronging somebody all over again the whole way too. It was as if that station only had one tape and kept playing it over and over again. By this time, Aaron was sure he knew all the words by heart! If Pops felt the same, he didnt let on. Aaron could only guess that Pops must like them!
What Aaron still didnt know, though, was Pops was lost in his own thoughts and silently smirking about the spanking Aaron beside him was going to get when they got to Jebs place. Pops didnt know Jeb had laid out his paddle. Pops was just hoping Jeb knew enough to take the boys clothes all off and do it right! Maybe he should tell Jeb himself? Pops looked over at sitting there so smugly, nicely dressed and staring out the window. Aaron needed his ass warmed up real good for him, he needed a real good whipping and Pops knew that for sure! And Pops couldnt wait to see the look on the young mans face when he finally got what he needed far harder than Pops had been able to give it to him this morning! Maybe this drive would become even routine for Pops great grandson? It would sure make Pops summer with the boy easier, Pops was thinking to himself! Bet that would settle down his little tight fanny.
They drove without talking. The radio did the talking for both of them.
Although Jebs place was only next door, it took almost a full half hour before they got close enough to Jebs house to see the lights shining in preparation for their arrival as they drove up the old dirt road.
Both Pops and Aaron were looking forward to getting to Jebs place. But, for very different reasons! Aaron was actually hoping Jeb would have cable! Somehow he liked Jeb.
As the two of them pulled up to Jebs front porch, Jebs dogs, all seven of them, came charging out to investigate this intruding truck which had jarred them from their own quiet evenings slumber. For a moment, Aaron panicked as the dogs lunged at the truck, but a firm command from Jeb who was soon standing on the front porch and the dogs turned to playfulness in greeting both Pops and Aarons arrival.
Welcome, neighbors! Jeb yelled out while walking down off the porch and out toward the pickup truck. He continued patting the dogs who were all over him as soon as he had started down the stairs. Glad you could make it over this evening. Come on in. He looked at the pickup and was clearly pleased to see both Pops and especially young Aaron both inside. He looked him over very carefully to be sure.
At about the same time both Pops and Aaron got out of their respective side of the truck and began petting the now friendly dogs. The crisp night air was silent and still once again. It was just another beautiful, calm country night in the full moonlight with all the stars in their countryside glory that gave the place a peaceful and welcoming look. The lights were on inside in the front room. Jeb tried to not make it obvious that he was continuing to look the boy over carefully as they walked. He liked what he saw. His pants seems a bit tight, but that could be handled. Pops and Aaron, on the other hand, turned toward Jeb and followed Jeb in.
Sit down and make yourself comfortable, neighbors, Jeb directed them both to the chair around the large country living room. Let me find something for you to drink, Jeb turned and went into the kitchen. Instead of sitting down Pops followed him. Aaron was slower and showed no signs of being about to sit or follow as he checked the place out. With both men in the other room, Aaron walked towards the large screen TV that dominated the front room. He could hear Pops and Jeb were talking about their day in the back room which he assumed had to be a kitchen. In the large living room where Aaron was, there was a small fire in an old stone fireplace, but only a small one sending shimmers of light around the room since the air was only a slight bit chilly after the sun had gone down. Aaron looked around the place. Pops and Jeb continued talking in the next room, but he still couldnt make out what they were saying. It didnt matter.
The house was nice, much more modern than Pops for sure. Jeb had some flowers around the place. There was a large portrait of what had to be Jebs own sons with him there over the old stone mantle. The boy walked over to look at them and that portrait. Jebs sons were good looking, handsome, Western guys all smiling with their arms around a proud poppa. To the right of the fireplace was a chair with some reading material. The chair was an overstuffed one and had some fresh flowers on the table beside it. There was a light on the small table that had been turned on. A clock ticked distinctly and chimed out 6:30 from the place where it was hanging on the wall behind that stuffed chair.
Aaron looked down to see what Jeb had been reading. It was only at that point that he noticed it. Lying right there on the stool in front of the chair, he saw it. It was small, but it was clearly a finely polished wooden paddle. It was just sitting right there in full sight. The names of two boys were painted on it. Possibly they were Jebs sons? Aaron stared at it in stark disbelief. He was seeing it just setting there! Were those really the names of the two smiling boys standing beside Jeb in the portrait that hung over the mantle? An ever more jarring thought raced through Aarons thoughts: Why was it there tonight? Why was there a paddle setting there tonight?
Aaron found himself standing still and staring at that small paddle. It was as if he had been immobilized at its sight. After the day hed been through with Ma and her ruler and then Pops and his old leather strap, surely Dear God, surely, that paddles being there couldnt have anything to do with his and Pops being there? Surely!
Aaron stared at that small paddle and then back and forth at those boys in the portrait hanging above the mantle. Had he paddled them with that paddle? And, wow! How many times had they felt that paddle? Did they cry? Was that part of it? Aaron himself had never been paddled in his whole life, but he knew some of his friends who were and he instinctively knew that that paddle could hurt if you got it with it! He just had a horrible premonition looking at that paddle there. His buns clenched in his trousers in spite of himself and for some reason Aaron was suddenly becoming nervous. He was almost completely fixated on that paddle and those two boys in the portrait hanging there! His young imagination was somehow going wild!
Aaron jumped, he was completely startled when he suddenly hear Jebs voice coming from right behind him and Jebs hand was suddenly resting gently on his left shoulder. You like that paddle, I see, do you? Jeb asked.
Ah, no, no, Sir, Aaron tried not to show he was surprised, No, Sir, I dont at all. I was just looking at your picture with your boys and noticed it there, thats all. Are those your sons? he asked trying to change the subject quickly.
But look at it there. You do like that paddle, son, now dont you? Jeb ignored the boys comments and questions.
Ah, yes, I mean no, Sir, Aaron answered quickly. I mean it looks fine and all that, but I dont know anything about paddles, Sir. I just noticed it there, thats all.
Ah, yes, its a beautiful paddle now isnt it? Jeb continued, Do you think it would do a good job paddling a bad boys bottom, Aaron? Maybe make him start to listen to his Pa? Jeb asked bluntly and this time directly to the boys face.
Aarons eyes jetted back and forth between that paddle and the man standing right there in front of him now. What was going on? Why was Jeb asking such questions? Regardless, Aaron somehow knew he had better answer and given this conversation was taking place with Pops probably somewhere in the room, Aaron knew he better answer right away.
Ah, I dont know, Sir, Aaron answered truthfully. I mean I guess it would. Ah, I mean it looks like it would; but, ah, well, to be honest, Sir, Ive never been paddled so I really wouldnt know. Aaron paused for a deathly silent moment and then quickly added, I mean, Sir. The boy was concerned now. He didnt like this conversation and he didnt know why Jeb was saying these things, but he instantly had regretted he had told Jeb he had never been paddled! Why had he said that with that paddle sitting there! _d_a_m_n_! And after today! Not a good move.
But Jeb picked right up on Jebs uneasiness and exploited it, So you have never been paddled? Jeb asked, really?
No, Sir, the boy replied honestly again, never, really, I never have.
So, youre never been disciplined, not even growing up? Your dad never paddled you? Jeb kept it up with an interrogation tone in his voice that made it all sound very directive, very demanding and also very surprising to him. And, actually, it was surprising for Jeb to hear. A boy as handsome and cute as Aaron was who had never had his ass paddled for him? Really? What a pity.
No, Sir, never, Aaron replied as openly as he could, but he didnt feel comfortable about any of this at all. He looked down at the paddle still there and felt a lump growing in his throat. Ive never been disciplined at all, Sir, really. I mean not like that paddle would.
Pops cleared his throat in the background and it was then that Aaron remembered Pops was standing there in the room and obviously listening to their conversation.
Ah, well, yes, like well, sure, Pops disciplined me this morning, Sir. I didnt mean to forget that but I mean it like wasnt with anything like that, he said motioning to the paddle there. Aaron was trying to make it sound like discipline was no big deal. Actually he didnt think it was anyway, but it had happened to him with Ma and Pops too this morning.
So, he paddled you, Aaron? Pops had to paddle you this morning? Jeb sounded as if he couldnt believe it!
Ah, no Sir, Aarons eyes were darting wildly, he didnt paddle me, Sir.
Well then, what did he have to do, son? Jeb kept it up.
Ah, he strapped me with his strap, Sir, thats all, the boy answered and looked around. With Pops back there at the door, he knew he had better answer truthfully.
And why, Aaron? Why did he have to strap you? Jeb continued.
Cause he said he needed to, the boy replied, thats all.
He needed to did he? You must have been a very bad boy, Aaron, Jeb smiled. He could feel the tension rising in the very quiet room as he faced Aaron down. Aarons uneasiness was showing. He was shuffling his weight from one foot to another. His eyes were darting around the room, but they kept coming back to glance at that paddle still there in full view.
Ah, he didnt say why he did it, Sir, Aaron was truthful but he continued looking down now. Nothing at all was pleasant about any of this now.
So Pops had to take his time to take down your trousers and strap you, did he?
Ah, yes, Sir. He said he had to.
And how did you feel about that, son? Had you earned it?
I didnt like it at all, Sir. It hurt, Aaron knew he was adding to it but that seemed the best way to go. But he didnt say much. He didnt say why.
But he strapped you anyway, did he, Aaron?
Ah, yes, Sir.
And he strapped your ass bare, didnt he, Aaron?
Ah, yes, Sir.
And how did you feel about that, Aaron?
Ah, I didnt like it much, Sir, but he did it anyway, Aaron replied honestly now.
And thats the only time youve ever been disciplined, Aaron? Jeb continued questioning the boy.
Ah, no Sir, Aaron knew he had better come clean and quickly. Ma spanked me with her ruler this morning cause I wasnt down for breakfast on time, but thats all, Sir. Really, it is.
At your age, Aaron? Really? She took you over her lap and spanked you this morning? Jebs tone mocked the boy and the boy knew it.
Yea, she did it to me, he replied, cause I was late.
She spanked you, I hope, on your bare bottom?
Aaron could feel his face burning with shame, Yes, Sir, he replied very, very quietly and continued sharing at the floor in embarrassment.
Never mind, Jeb lectured, thats how she should have spanked you for being late. Boys need to be spanked bare.
Yes, Sir, Aaron murmured. His ears were flaming with just the thought of it. His pants and boxers down around his ankles with his bare ass up over her lap getting his fanny spanked like a two year old. Aaron was resolved in his quiet answers but he flamed with embarrassment now. And, Jebs hand still remained on his shoulder as they talked about it.
So, Aaron, both your great grandma and grandpa had to take their time to discipline you this morning? A boy your age?
Ah, yes Sir. They both did, Sir, Aaron replied truthfully but he was very nervous and shifting from foot to foot now.
Did they both have to take your pants down for you themselves, son?
Ah, yes Sir.
Briefs, too, Aaron?
The boy was clearly embarrassed talking about it now, but he replied anyway, Yes, Sir.
And how did you feel about that?
I didnt like it at all, Sir; but they did it to me anyway. I mean took them down and all.
They both whipped you bare? Jeb pushed him.
Ah, please, I dont like to talk about it, Sir. Aaron looked down and was clearly embarrassed talking about it. He was shuffling his feet and never looking up now.
I think you better come clean with me, son, Jeb continued. I asked you a question. Did they both whip you on your bare ass?
Aaron shifted his feet and refused to look at Jeb. Ah, yes, Sir, thats how I got it from both of them, Sir.
First time you ever got your pants taken down and your bare ass slapped for you? Jeb continued his direct questioning of the ever squirming boy now standing right in front of him.
Ah, yes Sir. Aarons head was down now. He wasnt looking at Jeb directly anymore again.
Did you need it, son?
Ah, they said I did, Sir.
Did it feel good knowing they cared?
Ah, cared, Sir? he looked up curiously. Aaron clearly didnt understand.
Yes, they must have cared for the way youve been growing up and your education or they wouldnt have bothered disciplining you, now would they have? Jeb looked at the boys eyes.
Ah, I guess I never felt about it that way, but OK, well, I guess kinda, maybe it did feel good, Sir, in like some ways maybe.
Jeb looked at the young man who showed so many signs of nervousness as they had held this conversation. It was that very nervousness that somehow made him all the more attractive to Jeb to give him that good paddling the young man must have sensed was coming. His pants would have to come down, absolutely; and his undergarments were going to need to come down as well when hes pulled down over Jebs knees to feel the paddle. Jeb took that for granted. He wasnt sure if the young man was going to go quietly for his paddling or if he was going to be dragged into the next room kicking and fighting and held down to be stripped and pulled over Jebs knees, but Jeb was convinced that whatever way Aaron wanted to get it, getting it was a foregone conclusion. Jeb looked him over and knew he would control him physically if needs be and, in many ways, he thought it would be just fine if the young man fought his first encounter with the wood of the paddle across his bare bottom. That would make the young mans introduction to the paddle memorable for both of them. Jeb was beginning to get just a bit anxious to get Jebs ass bare and over his knees and get started.
Now, tell me the truth, Aaron, and Im just going to ask you this just once. Do you think a boy who has had to be both spanked and then strapped and both on the same morning is a good boy?
Aaron stared at Jeb with horror. Ah, no Sir, he meekly and very silently replied honestly. I guess not, Sir.
So, you dont really think youve been a good boy today, Aaron, now have you?
Ah, no Sir, I guess not, Sir. The boy continued looking down. But I promised them Ill be better and none of it will ever happen again, Sir.
And how do we know that, son?
Because I promised.
Son, now we both know thats not good enough, dont we? Jeb smiled back. Now, Aaron, look at me and tell me the truth about what Im about to ask you. Dont you think theres a young man in this room tonight who needs to be paddled?
Aarons whole body jerked stiffly, his face looked up in clear horror at Jeb. His eyes widened and his fact turned brilliantly red. Noohoo, please no. He began to move, but Jeb had him quickly and firmly by his arm. Pops, tell him no. I dont need to be paddled. Pops, Im too old for it. Pleeeeeeese, Pops, pleeeese. You strapped me this morning, Pops, thats enough. Ill be good for you, I promise! You wont have to do it no more, I promise! Please, Pops, I dont need to be paddled. Aaron was already whining.
But Pops was standing in the background and was silent. With the exception of Aarons whining, the room was perfectly still and deadly silent. Aaron let fly with a whole range of reasons and excuses, but Jeb simply continued to hold Aarons arm firmly. And Jeb answered.
Aaron looked down at that paddle. It was there for him. The reality of his situation hit him hard. Pops had brought him over here to be paddled! It was going to happen. Pops wanted him paddled and brought him over to get it! That was why Pops had brought him here. His whole body froze. His showed panic everywhere.
Pick up that paddle and hand it to me, Aaron, Jeb spoke calmly, even quietly, but with an authority that made it clear he was not to be ignored. Jeb was going to paddle the kids ass and he had every intention of paddling it very, very well. After all, Jeb had been waiting for this all day long and the fact that the boy had never been paddled before made it only all the better!
Aaron looked into Jebs face and knew it was going to happen. Jeb was going to paddle him. Aaron was scared, afraid, and very, very concerned.
Nooooooo, please, no! he pleaded to both Jeb and Pops in the room.
But, in a flash, Jeb loosened his grip on the boys arm and slapped his cute face sharply.
Aarons hands flew to his cheek and held his face where Jeb had slapped him. No, please no, pleeeeese, he began sobbing quietly. He was ashamed, embarrassed, humiliated, but most of all he was terrified of Jebs paddling him.
Now pick up that paddle and hand it to me, Aaron; and do it now. This is not going to get any easier for you. The time for talking is over.
With watery eyes and tear streaked cheeks, the boy looked up at Jeb. He knew by just looking at Jeb that he was going to be paddled and that there was nothing he could do about it! In the background he could see Pops standing there watching. He reached down finally and picked up the paddle in his hand. He looked up at Jeb hoping it was all a dream, that this wasnt going to happen, but he knew now that it was.
When Jeb saw the boy had the paddle in his hand, he put his arm about Aarons shoulder and pulled the boy very close to him. That a boy, Aaron. Im proud of you. He hugged him while his hand strayed down and patted the seat of the boys pants. He felt the boy stiffen in his arms
Do you have to paddle me, Sir? Aaron said softly almost like a puppy dog looking up at the larger Jeb. Cant you do something else?
Jeb looked down at the young man, Aaron, Pops and I have talked about your behavior and decided youre going to get your ass paddled. Were not here to discuss it. Accept it as something you need thats going to happen, boy. Lets go quietly now and take care of this. Otherwise Ill have to get Pops to hold you down while I use my belt on your ass and then Ill still have to take the time to paddle you. Which would you prefer?
Aaron looked horrified. Please, Sir, Im sorry, Aaron said.
Jeb looked back at the young pup. Sorry, he thought, you bet youre going to be sorry, son. Jeb held a boy in his arms. The boy was going to feel the paddle. That was all there was to it.
to be continued.