This story follows on from Yesterday, and apart from names is a true story.
Ten days after ' Yesterday' Martin phoned, he said he was sorry not to have been in contact earlier but had been very busy at work. Following our meeting he had caught up on a lot of outstanding work and had met with a number of new clients. His boss was pleased with his progress and had commented that he should keep taking whatever it was that had been the cause of the improvement.
Martin felt that the change had been caused by the application of the cane and whilst it was very painful it was also enjoyable. He didn't totally understand this, I said that I had come across similar reactions before. In fact although I did not enjoy hurting people I did enjoy applying punishment to males, because it wasn't really punishment because they wanted it.
To cut a long conversation short Martin said that he felt that he needed another session and could it be longer this time with possibly a warm up first.
I told Martin that after the last session I had been moved to write down what had happened. He asked if he could see it and I agreed to email it to him. I told him that I had put a sentence in the last paragraph that did not happen, but wished it had.
The next day Martin phoned and said that he had enjoyed the story. He said that it would have been nice if the session had finished with a fleeting kiss and it was his fault that the session had finished so abruptly. ' Can we meet soon for a longer session, Please'
I agreed but said that I felt the office was not really suitable, he agreed and suggested his flat which was on the ground floor of a converted house. The previous tenant had been a musician and used the second bedroom as a studio, it had soundproofing on the ceiling to stop the noise of the music from annoying the upstairs tenants. Martin used it as a home office, there was only a desk, 2 chairs and small table so would be ideal. We agreed to meet two days later at 5.30 pm and to have a chat and coffee first.
I arrived at Martin's flat and he showed me round and I left the cane case in the study. We ended the tour in the lounge where a pot of coffee was waiting. We sat down and Martin poured us both a coffee and then said ' I was thinking that a smacking first as a warm up and then after a break go on to the cane and perhaps 18 this time ?'
' Well thats straight to the point and yes to both the smacking and 18 with the cane. Do you want corner time or do you have something else in mind for the break and is it naughty boy or employee or what ?'
Martin smiled and said, ' Naughty boy I think, if I can't take any more during the session, would it be alright if I and I thought we could get to know each other a little better in the break and then get our clothes back on before we get to the cane.'
It was now my turn to smile as I agreed to Martin's suggestion. He reached across and ran his hand up my leg from knee to groin, we then hugged and kissed hard and furiously. I pulled away and looked at Martin and asked ' Do you have a boyfriend or partner and if not why not ?'
Martin explained that he did not have a boyfriend or partner at present. A two year relationship had finished three months ago and he had not been out with anyone since. He did want a relationship but also wanted freedom and since the punishment had dreamed of an arrangement where he met up with someone once a month so that he could get punished, not always the cane and then have _s_e_x_. I asked if he had been punished much before.
' I have been punished before by my father. Recently a friend and I tried it but that was not very successful as he didn't do it very hard and whilst it was fun, there wasn't that electric feeling that I had when we had our session.
I was a bit confused. Martin is 26 and fancyable, quite a bit younger and better looking than me.
Things had developed since last time but was this a come on ?
' I could provide some punishment each month, but I am not sure you would want to have _s_e_x_ with an old wrinkly like me.'
' Your not old and as far as I can see not that wrinkly and yes please to both the punishment and the _s_e_x_. How about a smacking now and then a wrinkle inspection before the cane ? '
I didn't need any more prompting. ' Right, into my study young man, I am going to smack your backside until it is very red. If you can then convince me that you are sorry that will end your punishment, if not, then you are going to get the cane. Is that clear ?'
' Yes, Sir'
Martin jumped up and went and stood out side the office. I went in and closed the door leaving him outside. I moved the desk around so that I could sit behind it and moved the computer to one side. Having made him wait for a several of minutes I went and opened the door and called him in. ' Stand in front of the desk.'
Martin stood in front of the desk looking at his feet.
' Obviously your last punishment did not encourage you to behave, did it ?'
' I am sorry Sir, I did try.'
' But not hard enough.'
' No Sir.'
I moved the hard backed chair into the middle of the room and sat down. ' This time I am going to smack your bottom and then after some corner time I am going to cane you, and this time it is going to be 18 strokes.'
' Please Sir I am very sorry Sir. Please don't punish me, please Sir.'
' Come and stand here' I pointed to the floor right in front of where I was sitting.
Martin came over and stood in front of me his hands by his sides.
' Hands on head.' Martin quickly put his hands on top of his head. ' No, hands clasped together and on the back of your head.' He moved his hands. ' You have been a very naughty boy, so now I am going to smack you. But first I need to take your trousers down.' I undid his belt and then lowered the zip and then pulled his trousers down and left them at his ankles. ' Now I am going to take your pants down because it is a bare bottom smacking for you young man.'
' Please Sir, don't take my pants down, I will be good I promise.'
I took no notice and reached out and started to pull his pants down. Soon they were bunched up with his trousers around his ankles. Martin was now standing in front of me in just his shirt, the base of his ball sack was just visible. ' Move round to my right.' I told him. He shuffled round and I pulled him over my lap.
I took some time arranging him. Fingers and toes on the floor, legs together, shirt pulled up to his shoulder blades, his pink cheeks well elevated and his now lengthening _c_o_c_k_ pressed against the inside of my left thigh. I waited and drank in the sight, I wanted to have a picture in my mind of how his arse looked before I started to paint it red.
I rubbed my right hand all over his bum, spending some time stroking down the inside edge of each cheek onto his thighs this had an interesting effect. Martin moved his legs apart exposing his inner thighs which I then rubbed and then suddenly smacked.
SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, three fairly hard smacks on the left side and then SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, to the right side. Smacking the right side was a problem as I couldn't get my fingers right down into the gap. I decided to concentrate on the arse cheeks and if I later decided the inner thighs needed further attention a change in position would be needed.
SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, starting on the outside of his right cheek and then SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, on the left. I repeated this six times working in each time so that by the 48th smack the whole of both cheeks were red. Martin was puffing a bit and grunting with each smack. I decided that his thighs did need attention so told him to stand up remove his trousers and pants and go the corner hands on head and wait for his bum to cook.
He looked gorgeous in the corner, hands on head, legs apart with a red bum. I called him out of the corner as he walked over to me his partial erection was very noticeable. I told him to get back over my knee but this time from my left side and again I took some time arranging him. Fingers and toes on the floor, legs apart, shirt pulled up to his shoulder blades, his red cheeks well elevated and his now lengthening _c_o_c_k_ pressed against the inside of my right thigh and my erection pressing into his stomach.
SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, I started smacking the inside edge of Martin's left cheek and SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, on the other side. SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, on the left thigh and SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, on the right, he was beginning to wiggle now.
SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, the left thigh was getting quite red and then SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK - SMACK, on the right to even things up. Every smack brought an ' OWW or OUCHH' from Martin there was also some sniffing, I was getting to him.
I decided on another 36 smacks, and delivered them with hardly a pause, starting on his bum and working down to his thighs. By the 36th smack he was wriggling furiously, sniffing loudly and pleading for me to stop the smacking. I told him to stand up, no rubbing and go and stand in the corner again, hands on head and legs apart.
I waited for 3 or 4 minutes before going over and rubbing his bum, he turned and we hugged. ' Wow, that hurt.'
' Do you want me to rub some cream in ?'
'Yes please.' Martin replied. ' Lets go into the bedroom I have some cream in there.' We went into the bedroom and he suggested that I remove my clothes so he could do a wrinkle inspection afterwards. I stripped, sat on the bed and rubbed cream into his gloriously red cheeks. As I smoothed the cream into his bum and thighs he was moaning with pleasure and his legs got wider and wider apart enticing me to go in further and deeper. He suddenly pulled his legs together and I stopped. ' Nearly went to far then.' he said ' Now let me carry out that wrinkle inspection, lie down on your front so I can start.'
Martin ran his fingers all over from neck to toes and then followed that with small kisses again from neck to toes. ' Turn over please' I turned over my hardon waving in the air, Martin looked closely at my _c_o_c_k_ and said ; no wrinkles there'. We both burst into laughter and he started running his fingers all over this time from forehead to toes.
When he followed up with kisses, starting on my forehead and working down I didn't think I could stand it, however he missed my _c_o_c_k_ and balls and continued to my toes, he then planted a kiss on the top of my _c_o_c_k_ and said ' I will save that till later.'
'Well ' he said ' I cant find many wrinkles and from where I am sitting everything seems to be in working order.' Again we both burst into laughter and collapsed into each others arms. After a while Martin asked me if I wanted a drink and we went into the kitchen and had a cold drink. The temptation to forget the cane and have _s_e_x_ was difficult to ignore but in the end I reasoned that _s_e_x_ after the cane would be so much better.
' Go and stand in the corner of my study, hands on head, feet apart and wait for me to come in and apply the cane to your very naughty backside.' Martin stuck his tongue out at me and stuck his nose in the air and walked out of the kitchen and into the study. I went back to the bedroom and got dressed and when I entered the study Martin was standing in the corner hands on head and legs apart the base of his very red bum standing out against his very lightly tanned legs, he had replaced his shirt.
Come here, he turned and walked the few steps to stand in front of me, the front of his shirt tented out. I collected the cane case and took sometime selecting two canes, and flexed them in front of him.
You have been very disobedient and now I am going to give you 18 strokes of the cane, 12 with this, the senior cane and for your rudeness 6 with this the adult cane, now bend over.
Martin bent over, legs well apart and fingers on the carpet, I pulled his shirt tail up to expose the whole of his bum and then pulled it up and down to his shoulders thus revealing a good three quarters of his body. Please Sir I am very sorry Sir.
I am sure you are, but you are going to be even more sorry in a little while.
I tapped the senior cane gently against the centre of his bum and then drew it back and whacked it hard into his bum. THWACKKK. Oww I am sorry Sir. I think he was about to continue his pleading when I hit him for the second time THWACKKK
ARRH - OWW. This one catching him by surprise. I lined up for the third stroke and managed to place it in-between the first two. There was now a dark red line across his cheeks just thicker than my thumb, it looked very sore.
The next three strokes landed in quick succession, THWACKKK - THWACKKK - THWACKKK, and Martin had no time between each to recover and was puffing and sniffing by the last one. OWWW Sir it hurts Sir, please no more.
We are only half way through the first set of 12 young man. With that I delivered another three as quickly as the last. THWACKKK - THWACKKK - THWACKKK. Martin was now wriggling and twisting, the sniffing had increased and I knew that tears would soon follow.
I decided that the last 3 with the senior cane would be on the tops of his thighs, and they would be delivered slowly. THWACKKK the 10th stroke landed on the top of his thighs. ARGGH – OWW Please Sir Please.
Its alright you dont have to ask for more, you are going to get it anyway.
No Sir, I meant please no more Sir.
You have two more with this cane and then you can have a short break in the corner before you get the last six with the adult cane. Now stop wriggling about or I will add extras.
Martin stopped wriggling and I lined up for the 11th stroke, THWACKKK it landed a little lower than I had intended at this stage. ARRGH ARRGH OWWWW I am sorry Sir OWWW.
I waited till he had stopped wriggling and applied the 12th stroke, THWACKKK. This time I got it right, just below the 10th stroke. OWWWW OWWWWW it hurts Sir I am sorry Sir.
' Six more with this cane, and if had not been for your rudeness they would have been the last six. Legs further apart and keep still.'
Martin moved his legs further apart and waited, I tapped the cane on his thighs and he clenched his muscles, so I waited till he relaxed before delivering no 13. THWACKKK the 13th stroke landed just below the 12th and above the 11th. 'OOOWWW' he was wriggling again but not too much to prevent the 14th, THWACKKK ' OOOWWW OOOWWW' this landed below the last and nearly on top of the 11th stroke and closed the gap.
I decided to continue going down his thighs with this set. However, I tapped the cane further up just below the centre of his cheeks and when I delivered the 15th stroke below the 14th it took him totally by surprise. THWACKKK ' OOOWWW OOOWWWW OUCH, Sir it hurts Sir , I am sorry Sir.' I waited for a few moments to allow him to settle down. I ran my hand down his right cheek and down his thighs to the last stroke, ' mmmm mmmm.'
I tapped the cane low down on his thighs and he tensed fearing the worst. I waited until he started to relax and THWACKKK the 16th stroke landed just below the 15th ' OOWW' this was in surprise as he had expected it to be much lower and whilst he was still surprised I delivered the 17th stroke again just below the previous one THWACKKK.
' OOOWW OOOWW OUCHH' Martin was breathing very heavily and the sniffing was nearing crying so I delivered the 18th below the last but not quite so hard. THWACKKK ' ARRGH OOOWWW, please no more SIR please.'
I let him stay in position for couple of minutes and then told him to stand up and face me. He stood and his shirt fell down covering his front and I noticed that his erection had disappeared and there were tears running down his face. Now you are going to stand in the corner for five minutes and think about your behaviour and the last six with this cane, and I flexed the adult cane in front of him. Believe it or not this started a reaction between his legs. Go and stand in the corner, and take this cane and stand it up in the corner so you can see it while you wait.
Martin took the cane and went to the corner, standing the cane up in the corner and standing hands on head legs apart. I sat down on the other chair and gazed at his bum, a mass of cane marks from the middle of his thighs to the top of his cheeks. Red angry marks with that white centre not a gap between any of them, he was sniffing and puffing as well, every time he sniffed his cheeks twitched. I felt myself getting to the point of no return and left the room and went to the bathroom and cooled down by splashing myself with cold water.
When I had cooled down I checked my watch and only 3 minutes had gone so 2 more for the 5 minutes I had promised. I returned to the study after the five minutes had elapsed, Martin was standing in the corner head down looking at the cane in front of him, the sniffing and puffing had stopped.
' Come of the corner and bring the cane here to me.' Martin picked up the cane and turned and walked over to me, the front of his shirt was pushed out by his obvious full erection, and handed me the cane. ' Now you are going to receive 6 strokes with this cane for rudeness.'
'I am sorry Sir, please don't cane me too hard.'
' I will not cane you to hard, but hard enough for you to remember not to be rude, now bend over.'
Martin bent over, legs wide apart, fingers down on the floor, his red striped bum elevated and waiting.
I tapped the cane on the centre of his bum and delivered the first of the last six. THHWWACKK ' ARRGH' Martin grunted, this cane was thicker than the senior cane and delivered a different sting and left a bluish red line again with a pale white almost transparent centre. The 2nd and 3rd strokes landed in quick succession and Martin was now sobbing ' I am sorry Sir I won't be rude again.'
THHWWACKK the 4th stroke blazed in, ' ARRGH OWWW OWWW' Martin was stamping his feet in an attempt to lessen the pain but he remained bending. We had agreed that if the pain was too much all he had to do was to stand and say ' I can't take any more' and that would end the session.
I applied the 5th stroke THHWWACKK ' OWWW OOOOWWW OUGHH' and then waited until he stopped wriggling.
' One more stroke to come. But remember if you are sent to me again for the same offence the punishment will be increased.'
' Yes Sir, I am sorry Sir I will try to behave and not be rude I am sorry Sir.'
I waited tapping his bum softly and sawing the cane across those gorgeous red cheeks. Then THHWWACKK ' ARGRH OWWWW OOOOWWWW that hurt Sir.'
' It was meant to.' As I said this I rubbed his cheeks with my hand and after a couple on minutes told he could get up. Martin stood turned and flung his arms around my neck and sobbed as I fondled his bum. Almost immediately he started to get an erection and soon he was as hard as I was. His sobbing slowed and stopped.
' That was absolutely fantastic, I have never been so sore and so randy at the same time, please take me into the bedroom and **** me.'
We had the most intense _s_e_x_ and both climaxed several times, I ended up staying the night. The next morning his arse was a mass of bluey red stripes, Martin paraded around the kitchen naked and got several light slaps in the process and he ended up bent over the washing machine as I had my wicked way with him.
I had packed a change of clothes but had forgotten clean pants, so Martin lent me a pair of his. So I went to work in a pair of his very tight boxers every time I moved I felt them and spent most of the day sitting behind my desk to hide erection after erection. Martin phoned 3 times during the day, he was not working, to tell me what he was doing in the flat, he was still naked.
The last time he phoned I told him that I was going to have to punish him for keeping on disturbing me at work, he agreed and said that he had wondered how many times he would have to phone to hear me say just that !!