Ben followed the man, who had introduced himself as Jim, into the rear of the house. This was Jim's studio. There were many contraptions set out, it was a busy room with a large white cloth backdrop along one wall and lights and other pieces of equipment standing abput the place. The two camcorders were hidden and unknown to Ray.
Jom told Ray where to sit and Ray sat down still holding the cane.
Ben decided that he had better co operate in whatever the men wanted or he knew he would be feeling the sting of the cane. His bottom was still sore from the previous evening.
'We will start with some general shots boy' Jim spoke up. Jim wlaked up to Ben and with noth hands on the 13 year old's shoulders he moved Ben towards the white backdrop.
Ben stood there, embarrsed, as Jim took a roll of film, commenting all the time about what attractive features Ben had. ben did not like the experience but he smiled broadly when told to. This wasn't a bad way of earning a whole £10.00 pocket money, he thought.
When the rilm was finished Jim asked Ray to come with him and told Ben to sit where Ray had been sitting and not to touch anything, or move anything.
The two men left the room and Ben gazed around the room. There were lots of lights, he wondered what they were all for. The hidden camcorder recorded Ben closely as he sat on the chair. Ben decided that it had been the easoest £10.00 HE HAD EVER EARNED.
When Ray came back inot the room he was alone. ''Come with me Ben....and do exactly as you are told'' Ray added.
Ben followed Ray through the house, adjusting his shorts which were still pulling tightly and uncomforttably into his bottom crease.
They went pstairs and Ben was led into a bathroom where Jim told him to stand and bend over the washbasin.
30 minutes later ben was led back downstairs, hsi medium legnth fair hair was now a bleacehd blond, neatly died, blow dried, brushed and jelled with a parting on the left side of his forehead.
In the studio he was made to stand next to the chair and strip. Ray stood next to him gently swinging the stick to ensure Ben complied.
Jim handed Ben a small gstring he had bought for his daughter and Ben timidly pulled it on , next he replaced the shorts. He stood looking depresses in fron of the two men, wearing his knee length grey socks, and tight shorts. Jim admired the lad's body. He could just make out Ben's ribs where his young body went from chest towards waist. Ben's waist was thin, his hips narrow, and his buttocks and thighs maturing and developing inot firm flesh. The boy was hairless apart from a little between his legs.
The next stage of the session would be fun, Jim decided.
''Now for the spanking'' Jim announced to a worried looking Ben.
''oevr you come'' Ray spoke softly but firmly
''but...but I have not done anything wrong...please don't spank me....I'm still sore from yesterday'' Ben began to pleade
''he really is an onstanate boy, isn't he'' Jim looked at Ray as he spoke
''well you will see how I deal with obstinacy right now'' Rya replied as he stood and pulled Ben over to the chair.
Ben knew it was futile to resist Ray and so he decided that a few slaps on his still sore bottom would be preferable to a session either here or at home with Ray's cane.
Ray positioned Ben OTK so that Ben's pert young bottom was high over his left knee. Ben felt the first smacks land and his bottom flinced as Rays hand reignited the pain that the cane had beaten into his tender bottom the previous evening.
Ben began to sob. Jim clicked away, delighted at his subject.
Ben began to cry. Jim moved around as ray smacked the boy's pert bottom. Jim held the lens about a foot from Bens face. He liked the tears and decided they would make excellent photos to share with freinds. The camera faithfully recorede the sight of pain in the boys face and the redness as his eyes wtared.
Ray did not let up and the spanking only ened when Jimannounced that he needed a new film.
Ben was stood up and dropped his head. Instinctively he wanted to rub his stinging bottom and relieve the discomfort but his training ensured that he did not.
''ready for the cane now...shorts down and over the back of that chair please'' Jim announced.
Ben cried out ''NO PLEASE, WHAT HAVE I DONE, I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING..THIS ISN'T FAIR'' Ben looked pleadingly at Ray who had already picked up the cane that he knew Ben feared.
Jim walked over to Ray ''lets make sure he really feels this..I want to see his buttocks twitching and clenching'' he wispered, adding '' there will be an extra £100 in it for you if you can get some really clear marks and some really loud crying, he marks will need to be vivid for the film to clearly pick them out''.
Unaware of the camcorders, Ray was not sure why Jim wanted him to get the boy crying loudly, but on the one hand it was not a problem for the extra cash and on the other he had quite enjoyed the experience of having a stranger watching as he punished his best freind's young son. (see earlier Ray and Ben stories)
Ben cried as he walked to the chair. He stood silently and in depair as Ray undid his shorts and pulled the gstring out of his bottom. This was so humiliating.
Ray sat on the chair and held ut his hands, gripping each of Ben's red bottom cheeks in each of his palms. Ray massaged the soft but firm warm bottom cheeks. The camcorder continued to record Ben's embarrasment. Jim smiled as he focussed.
Minutes later Ben was in the familiar position. Bent double on te chair wearing only his grey school socks, his bottom already red from the hand spanking, vulnerable and feeling the cane resting on the middle of his bottom. Ray lifetde the cane form its target. Ben felt the cane rise.
Ben clenched his bottom cheeks together as hard as he could. Jim smiled and Ray held the cane until Ben relaxed.
The cane was slashed down onto its soft sensitive target.
The red line appeared, Ben squeeled like a little animal in pain. he grasped the edge of the chair as hard as he could, fighting the desire to reach back and rub.
Ray switched the stick into his left hand, walked up close to Ben and rubbed the boys wounded right buttock tenderly with his right hand.
Jim moved in for some close ups. The red cane line was clearly visible agaist the pinky redness of the boy's hand smacked bottom flesh.
Ray lifted the cane for the second stroke. Ben clenched again and Jim was delighted. He hoped the camcorder was suffiently focussed to record the 13 year old boy's attractive bottom faithfully and in enough detail.
Ray slashed the cane inotBen's bottom, just above the thighs. Ben yelped in pain and the whack had been so hard that he cried out ''aaarrrgh'' 'owwieee'' please ray.....pleease. Tears flowed out of Ben's eyes and ,as he turned his head, in an attempt to show the man what agony he was in, Jim snapped Ben's painful expression. Ben saw that Jim was loving this, he cried harder and pleaded for some mercy, desperate that Jim would show some pity.
Jim was loving every second of this. He had never invested money more wiesly. Why couldn't his wife had given him a son with a pretty young bottom to thrash, rather than a girl. Years of pent up frustration entered Jim's mind. This was worth every penny. He would not let this man let up on the cute little bottom for one moment.
Jim looked at Ben and then at Ray ''faster and harder please, you need to teach this naughty young boy to behave' he said.
Ben sobbed though his tears, ''but plaese I ahve not been bad...I have been good, I'll do anything you want, but please stop''
Ray slashed the cane not the boys bottom, the bottom cheeks twitched under the opain, ben cried out in agony, Jim got some close ups, the camcorder ran out of battery.
Ray slashed the stick again and again, several more times and Ben's upper body continued its little jerking motion in response to each hard stroke, finally he just slumped there over the edge of the chair, his bottom clencing and twitching involuntarilly.
Ray turned to look at Jim
''he has had enough for today''
Jim had hoped Ray would continue, he had read that sometimes a cane could draw blood from a young teens bottom
Jim recognised that he had got more than he could have ever wished for and agreed that the beating should stop.
Ben cried as he lay still whilst Ray again very tenderly rubbed the boy's red strpped and wealed bottom cheeks. Ben would need some ointment on his bottom when he got him home, and a very long time in a cold bath.
The men cahetted whist Ben cried and it was ten minutes before Ben was taken to the athroom of the house and put in a hafl full bath of cold water. Jim and Ray watched the silent unhappy youngster in the bath. Jim thought it amusing that his own daughter would arrive home from her friend's house late and lie in the same bath as this well- whipped and miserable boy.
Ray borrowed Jim's hairdrier to dry Ben's bottom, in its present condition he did not think it should be patted with the soft white towel that Jim had handed to him.
Ray and Ben left for home. Jim retired to his studio and thenm to hs bedroom with the tapes. Just as he had settled down on his bed he heard the doorbell ring.
Quickly pulling on a towel, he looked out of his window.
''Hello Daddy, '' Lucy called up to him '' I decided to come home early and surpise you''
Jim decided that his daughter was nothing but trouble to him and he put the films aside and went to welcome his daughter home.
Later that night he put his daughter's g string in the landry and thought back over the day's events before retiring early. The boy had looked very cute in his daugthter's g string.
At ben and Ray's house Ben shuddered and flinched as Ray lightly rubbed the cream into his sore bottom cheeks.