One of the many jobs I had was working in a Hotel as a waiter in the restaurant and as a general porter when the hotel restaurant was not in use . The hotel had predominanatly elderly guests who were long term residents . I was only in my twenties at the time and very naive , particularly with the numerous request from of some of the older male residents to visit them in their room for fun . I do admit that yes I needed the extra cash and conceeded to visit these gentleman to supplement my income . Usually it was just straight _s_e_x_ .
The Hotel day manager was also quite young in his late twenties having graduated in hotel hospitality at Ennistone University with a 2: 1 Bsc . He was very attractive dark black hair , flat top cut and always wore a a dark suit , shirt and tie , when on duty . The hotel manager's name is Mr. Jamie Mcintosh . I had to wear 2 uniforms a tight fitting low cut dark jacket tunic and trousers when I performed m, y portering duties for the guests . Then when food had to be served I changed into a uniform of a white long sleeve shirt , black bow tie and black waiters trousers with a black waistcoat . All food served to the guests was by using the silver service technique . The silver service technique was a technique I struggled with at times but now I am an expert , especially after one particular incident .
The restaurant and bar were very busy being a Sunday lunchtime , the chef provided a carvery service and the guests usually went to the carvery table and the 2 chefs carved the meat off for them and the guests were served vegetables other courses by the waiting staff . The weather was very hot and I decided to dispense with wearing the waist coat like my fellow waiters . This admittedly was not uniform policy to omit wearing a waistcoat in hot weather . There was a particularly diffficult guest who had in the past invited me to his room for _s_e_x_ and refused to pay me ;his guest was Commander Whyte RN ( ret. ). Commander Whyte proceeded to go to the carvery and receive a portion of carved beef and sat down , we were very busy . The Commander then clicked his fingers at me for vegetables to be served , I ignored it and made him wait , feeling somewhat incensed at this humiliating performance from a elderly guest . Then I heard the commander shout " Boy , Steward service Now ! " To avoid a further scene as all the other guest s were looking at the commander and myself . I proceeded to server the guest . And Oh dear , The potatoes fell off my spoon and for and fell into the commander's lap .
" What The blazes are you doing , Steward ? That has ruined my suit "
I apologised profusely .
" This is just not good enough a steward on board my ship would be thrashed severely in my cabin for such a sloppy performance . Where is the manager ?" Fetch the manager , now ! He exclaimed . Mr Mcintosh ( Jamie ) then proceeded to pacify the man and offerring him full expenses for a new suit and a free bottle of wine every day for the rest of the week . After lunch the commander was in the manager's office again lurching into a tirade of complaint about me , I was not aware of what was being said . Mr, Mcintosh then called me into the office alone ,
" Well Robbie you have really upset this guest good and proper , if you want to keep your job he wants you thrashed . " What ! " I replied , " Your jocking " ? I commented . " No this is for real he will cane you 18 strokes in your uniform and I will cane you 18 strokes bare arsed plus 6 strokes from me in your uniform for not wearing your waistcoat . Take it or leave now and fetch your P45 insurance documentation in the morning . ? "
I thought I need the money cant be out of a job , no jobs around in this part of Scotland . " Ok I accept " I had only received the strap from the teachers at school but never the cane . Mr Mcintosh was used to disciplining his staff despite the fact that he was not far off my own age . The commander then knocked at the door and entered and said nothing but removed his tweed , suit jacket . Mr Mcintosh ( jamie ) then ordered me to bend over the desk and not move an inch . I felt the cloth of my black trousers pull against my butt and stretched tight , my shirt also pulled tight over my back . Curously my prick was erect with excitement , wearing the uniform or whatever thrilled me with the possibility of impending pain .
The older man practised a few swings with a cane which was supplied by Mr. Mcintosh . The cane looked very thick and not particularly long . The old man then struck me firmly without a word . The first 6 strokes hurt like hell , " Twelve more to go lad " I did not say a word but flinched occasionally . I was not going to yelp or cry but take it like a man , I needed this job desparately . The next twelve hurt like crazy . " Right Robbie 24 more strokes from me " J amie was a much harder caner and really lashed out on me , my arse felt on fire He gave me 6 strokes really hard and I really felt them . " Stand up Robbie " Jamie ordered " Remove your uniform and put it on that chair" So off came the bow tie , shirt and trousers which were stick ing to my arse . My prick was rock hard and Mr. Mcintosh gently fondled me without the Commander noticing . My arse felt on fire but I said nothing just a hint of pre-cum was oozing from my pierced dick . Jamie then gave me another twelve stokes and I came with man juice all over the table . Jamies dick was also tented in his suit trousers . The last 6 stokes he striped me properly and split the skin . I just lay over the table in agony but silent .
" Right Mcintosh well done all forgotten" I trust that this lad has learnt his lesson ?
Stand up steward " the commander ordered , he shook me by the hand and gave me fifty quid . and left . Jamie then bolted the office door and kissed me and told me I was very brave . He then _f_u_c_k_ed me on my sore butt . We became lovers , I was promoted to head waiter but my fellow waiters noticed that I rarely sat down . Jamie looked after me well but any omission at work was dealt with at home in our flat .