I write each of my stories with the other close at hand. So you would be well advised to read the introduction entitled "The New Homeschool, Part 1" before reading this one, then just follow along. Each story is pure fiction.
Looking at me for approval to continue, which I gave, Chris continued, "Charles and Sam come forward, please."
Exchanging knowing, frightened glances, the two boys who with Billy had failed to answer my question got up from their seats and made the long walk to Chris.
Charles had black hair and green eyes. He looked a lot like a younger Scott Baio (http: www. lostinthepast. net past Scott4 SL3479B. JPG). Even though he was thin, he was filling out well, and he still had a fairly hairless frame with a well-defined, bubble butt.
Sam was also well-shaped but with long, blonde hair almost to his butt and piercing blue eyes. He could have played an excellent, young Tarzan. His body was well formed, virtually hairless except for his flowing locks, and he also had a firmly-rounded butt.
When the boys arrived, Chris wasted no time at all. "Drop them," he said.
Eyeing each other, both boys unfastened their pants, pushing them down, then raising back up and pushing their briefs down, they stood with their hands hovering in front. They didnt have to wait long.
Chris hoisted them up on the piano cushion, both butts bared. Both boys had tans that stopped just above their butts. You could tell they both wore bikini-type swimming trunks because their legs were tanned all the way up. Only their butts were their natural, fleshy color. Charles, who had the softer looking, well rounded butt was on the left, Sam was on the right, whose butt remained firmly rounded even in position.
Chris went in the punishment room and came out with a leather strap. Facing each other, the boys started to whimper.
Chris made a few introductory remarks: "When my dad or I, or any adult for that matter, ask you a question, we expect a timely, polite answer. To not answer either implies you werent listening or you just chose not to answer. Either of which is rude. Not wanting to spend as much time on your butts as I did Billys, and because you did not show any of the sarcasm with which he did respond, I chose this stinger to help you remember to always give an answer when youre asked a question. You will each receive 15 licks in sets of 3."
With that, Chris stepped to the left side of Charles, drawing back, he laid the first stroke on hard. SMACK! Charles bottom noticeably bounced with the impact and rising of the strap. He screamed and struggled hard to regain his composure.
Waiting for Charles to settle down again, Charles laid on the second and third and Charles was audibly crying and his bottom had six visible whelps where each side of the strap had landed and criss-crossed other marks.
Stepping now to Sam, Charles laid the strap on hard! Sams butt seemed to barely move in response but Sam certainly made up for it, lunging forward, he could have almost fallen off the desk. Crying, he tried to reposition himself. Chris helped him. Laying on the second and third, Charles hair was moving all over the place and he seemed to be sweating.
The routine continued. The strap landed. The boys cried out. Their bottoms grew more angry shades of red. The break between rotations seemed only to make the continuation more painful.
Both boys were audibly crying. Chris had done another fine job!
Laying the strap down, Chris helped each boy down and raised his clothing. They hugged him first, promising they would always answer in the future.
It was only the early part of the first day of school and already one boy had been soundly spanked and two had been strapped. It was clear that expectations were high and punishment would be severe. All in all, it had been a good morning.