Daniel had spent all day worrying about having to face his father at seven oclock in his study. Mr Blakely had beaten his son the previous night and then again today before he went to school. Daniel had never been punished so severely in all his life, he had broken the law and for his father who had put up with his shoddy attitude for long enough it was the last straw. Mr Blakely had decided it was time that he toughened up and treated Daniel as he treated his two older sons.
Daniel had spent an uncomfortable day at school, partly due to the fact he had to sit his well beaten bottom on very hard school chairs, and partly because he was nervous about his impending punishment. All dinner he silently pushed his food around his plate with his fork, now and again looking up at his father who never looked back or even acknowledged his youngest son.
Most of the family were silent through dinner. Mr Blakely had been in a very bad mood lately whether or not it was because of Daniels misbehaviour or the general lack of respect his youngest three children had for him or an outside contributing factor that had simply escalated due to Daniels misdemeanours nobody was sure. All anybody knew was that they didnt want to be the next person to anger him. Mr Blakely had even beaten his youngest daughter Claire earlier that day which was a shock to everyone; he had never beaten one of the girls before ever, he had always been strictly against the physical punishment of girls.
It was five minutes to seven and Daniel had completed his homework and cut a switch and was now standing outside his fathers study waiting until he was summand inside. His rear end was still aching from his first instalment never mind his second, and now he had to endure a third hiding.
He was already in tears as he stood against the wall; he had never been so severely whipped in all his fifteen years. His father had always been so lenient with him but he feared that his resent bad behaviour had awakened his fathers stricter side.
Daniel looked down at his watch; he desperately wanted to go to the toilet the fear of a whipping always made him want to urinate. It was two minutes to seven, he decided to chance it and putting the switch and homework on the floor quickly ran to the bathroom.
After he had finished in the bathroom he quickly ran back to his fathers study, it was now five minutes past seven. Daniel had had to go to the bathroom upstairs on the other side of the house because his sister Judith was washing her hair in the downstairs bathroom. Daniel grabbed his stuff off the floor and panting heavily knocked on his fathers study door.
"Enter" called his father from inside the room
Daniel did as instructed and slowly opened the door and entered the room
"I....Im really sorry that Im late dad I needed the toilet and I didnt realise that Judy was using the downstairs bathroom so I had to go all the way to the one upstairs. Im really sorry" Daniel said hardly pausing to take a breath.
"I dont want to hear excuses Daniel you were told to be here at seven and you disobeyed me and now you will be punished.
Daniel hung his head and a tear rolled down his already tear stained face "Yes Sir"
Mr Blakely was a little surprised at his sons reaction, he had expected him to plead and try and barter his way out of it but he simply accepted his fathers authority over him and Mr Blakely was pleased at this. He was glad that he was finally getting through to his _c_o_c_k_y fifteen year old.
Mr Blakely spent twenty or so minutes looking over Daniels homework and when he was satisfied that it had been completed to the best of his sons ability he stood up and motioned for Daniel to pass him the switch.
Daniel gulped heavily and handed the dreaded stick to his father
"Ok Daniel you are going to receive ten strokes, double what you were originally going to get due to the fact that you failed to listen and respond to instruction and as a consequence arrived late. Do you understand?" Mr Blakely asked his son in a steady voice.
"Yes Sir I understand" Daniel mumbled
"Good. Well trousers down and grab your ankles" Mr Blakely ordered
Daniel unzipped his jeans and putting his thumbs inside the waistband of his underpants slowly pushed both garments to his knees and widening his feet bent over and grabbed his ankles. Although Mr Blakely had not told him to take his underpants off Daniel knew thats what his father meant. This was only the third time Daniel had been punished with a switch but he already knew what position to assume and to widen his legs from previous occasions when he had witnessed his brothers chastisements.
Mr Blakely waited for his son to get comfortable, well as comfortable as anyone who is about to be whipped can get, and then after gently tapping his sons already crimson welted bottom with the switch to line up his aim, he drew back and cracked the switch down as hard as he could on his boys trembling bottom.
Daniel gasped quietly at the impact of the blow, and flung his arms out in front of him to stop himself falling over with the force.
Mr Blakely wasted no time in administrating the next blow. CRACK! the switch landed on Daniels bottom.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Daniels butt was on fire he was doing everything he could to stop himself from crying and falling over. His dad was really laying it into him, this was the kind of beating that he would give Patrick a man of twenty-one ( although Patrick would receive more than a mere ten lashes of course, however that is another story) not Daniel a boy of fifteen.
"Arrrrrh.... Dad....please....Sir" Daniel cried "Please.... dad its too hard.... I cant take it.... Sir" he continued
Mr Blakely realised he was beating his boy too severely, especially considering he still had the remains of two previous punishments on his backside, but he had a point to prove he wanted to show his son that when he threatened him, the threat would be carried out to the full. He really wanted to turn round to his son and say, "I know baby, and Im sorry Im being so hard on you I just got caught up in the moment because I was so disappointed at what you did. I dont want to lose you Danny, and when you do stupid things like underage drinking and driving I get scared that I am going to".
However, Mr Blakely couldnt say that even though he was thinking it. He had to toughen up on his youngest son and start to discipline him properly.
"Well then maybe youll remember this little meeting we are having and the next time your friends decided to steal a car youll think twice about going along wont you?"
CRACK! Mr Blakely brought the switch crashing down on his son again
"Arrrrrh....yes Sir....I will Sir" Daniel yelled
"Thats what I like to hear. If you are man enough to participate in grown up activities such as drinking alcohol and driving lad, then you are man enough to accept the consequences"
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Mr Blakely brought the last three lashes rapidly down on his sons butt, and the little boy grimaced in pain.
He put the switch down and admired his handy work; his son didnt dare move a muscle as his father had not yet informed him that he could get up. Mr Blakely rubbed his boys red hot bottom. As he did he smiled to himself, proud that his son had composed himself during his punishment and although he had sobbed and tears had rolled down his young cheeks, he had not screamed and bawled like a little girl.
"Daniel you may pull up your trousers and return to your room, take your homework with you" Mr Blakely instructed after he had finished rubbing his sons butt.
Daniel did as he was told and straightened pulling his pants up over his well and truly beat butt with great pain, he collected his work and headed for the door.
"Daniel" Mr Blakely called
"Yes Sir?" Daniel asked turning around a little worried that maybe his father hadnt quite finished yet.
Mr Blakely walked over to his son and embraced him tightly and kissed him on his forehead "I love you baby, and whatever you think I dont enjoy having to blister your butt like that. But boy Im telling you dont think I will hesitate to repeat a performance of these past few days if you _f_u_c_k_ up again, because I wont and your trousers will be around your ankles before youve even noticed. Understand?" Mr Blakely said sternly but in a considerate tone.
"Yes dad, sir Im sorry for disappointing you, I will behave from now on" Daniel promised, his eyes looked so genuine and although Mr Blakely believed that his son would try his best to behave he very much doubted that that would be the last time he would have to whip his son, and of course as most fathers he was right.