When Oliver had worked his morning shift at the hotel, he went straight round to his masters house, had a shower and got dressed in his uniform. As he looked in the full-lengthed mirror and liked what he saw. His dark shirt and very short shorts, long black socks and white trainers. He checked himself thoroughly to make sure he was spotlessly clean. He turned round and admired the tightly stretched shorts across his bottom. He gave himself a pat and after he was sure that his uniform and trainers were clean he set off to see his master.
Master was, as usual, sitting at his desk as Oliver entered the study.
'Over here boy and stand on that chair'
'Very good sir', replied Oliver as he went and stood on the chair that was placed in the middle of the room.
'Put your hands on your head Gribble and stand perfectly still', so that I can have a good look at you.'
'Yes sir. Very good sir.'
Master walked round him slowly. He felt the boy's bottom noticed that the socks were pulled up straight and there was not a speck of dust on his trainers. He noticed also, that the creases were razor sharp on his shorts and his shirt had been well ironed.
'Well done Gribble, you are looking very smart. That is how I want to see you every time you report for duty. Is that clear?'
'Yes sir and thank you sir'.
Oliver was pleased that his master was satisfied.
'Get down Gribble and stand in front of my desk. I want to tell you something.'
'Very good sir'.
'Tomorrow evening I am having to members of my staff from the office to dinner. Are you available?'
'Yes sir. In fact I have the whole day off tomorrow'.
'O yes, I remember, Wednesday is your day off. Tomorrow morning, I want you here at 8 o'clock so that you have time to clean the house thoroughly. Then, later, we can go out and do some shopping and get the dining room ready when we return.
Just at that moment, the 'phone rang. 'Go and stand in the corner while I answer the 'phone, Gribble and put your hands on your head'.
Yes sir. Very good sir'.
The call was from the office and as far as Oliver could make out, it was a legal matter about a late payment by a shipping company. The call seemed to go on for ages and poor Oliver couldn't help fidgiting. His arms were aching and he felt his legs go numb. It didn't help matters when his master kept barking: 'Stand still boy!'
At last, the 'phone call ended and Olver was ordered to stand in front of the desk. At least he remembered to keep his hands on his head.
'Take your hands off your head, boy'.
'Very good sir'.
'Now, Gribble, before you start today's duties, there is the matter of discipline. Yesterday when you removed your hands before I told you, you attempted to argue with me. I will not tolerate any argument from you boy. Is that understood!'
'Yes sir. I'm sorry sir'.
That's as may be. Now, before I send you off to do your duties, of which I have a list here of jobs to do, I'm going to spank you. Go and stand by that chair and remove your shorts.
Oh sir. Yes sir'.
With that the master went over sat on the chair and hawled Oliver over his knee.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Owe sir. SMACK! Owe sir. SMACK! Owee sir, please sir, no more sir. SMACK! Owee sir. SMACK! I decide whether to give you no more boy.' SMACK! 'Do you understand, boy! SMACK! Owee sir. Yes sir. SMACK! I SMACK must SMACK! have SMACK! total SMACK! obedience 'SMACK! Understood SMACK! boy SMACK! Yes sir. SMACK! Oweeee sir. SMACK! Then SMACK! be SMACK! obedient SMACK! understood SMACK! boy SMACK! Oh, yes sir.
'Now get up boy. I want you to tidy my bedroom. The sheets need changing. When you have done that, go and do the rest that are on the list. I shall be expecting my two office boys to call and see me So make sure you are around when I call you to let them in.
Oliver pulled his shorts up and left the room. He rather hoped the master did not see his erection. He really wanted to masturbate, so he had to concentrate extra hard when tidying his master's bedroom.
A few moments later, the door bell rang. 'Gribble, open the door and show the boys to my study'.
'Yes sir'
Gribble opened the door and showed the two boys to master's study. They were a little taller than him and were dressed in smart suits. They looked at Oliver and started to snigger at him. One of the patted his bottom. Oliver went bright red. He knocked on the door and when master called out 'come in' Gribbled announced that the two gentlemen had arrived.
Thank you Gribble. That will be all'.
Very good sir.
As Oliver closed the door, he heard master say: 'Right lads, come and sit down here'.
Gribble set about his tasks, cleaning and polishing and washing up the dirty crockery that had been left by his master. As he did this, he was thinking about the two young gentlemen in the study. They were rather handsome and he wandered if they ever got spanked by master. He fantasised that he was being spanked by them. Although, Oliver was a good looking boy, he often fantasised about being spanked by some of the young men who came to the hotel. But, what he didn't fantasise, and this was to become a reality very shortly, was being spanked in front of his master's friends.
As he finished clearing the clean crockery away, he hear, 'Gribble'. Come here'. Oliver stopped what he was doing and knocked on the study door.
The two young men were sitting on the couch grinning at him as he stood in front of master's desk.
'What is this doing in my study, boy! said master waving a duster in the air.
'I'm sorry sir. I must have forgotten to take it with me, sir'.
'Obviously, boy. You are not only argumentative, but careless and slovenly. This gentleman' he said, pointing to one of the men sitting on the couch, had been sitting on it. He suit is now a little grubby and it's all down to you. Remove your shorts and go and bend over that table, boy!'
'But sir' cried Oliver who was in tears at the prospect of being humiliated in front of two men.
'Do as you're told, or I'll give you double'.
'Yes sir'.
With that, master went to the cupboard behind his desk and got out the paddle.
WHACK! Owee sir WHACK! Oweeee sir WHACK! Oweeeee sir WHACK! Oweeeee sir WHACK! Oweeee sir WHACK! Oweeeeee sir WHACK! Oweeee sir WHACK! Oweeee sir WHACK! Oweee sir WHACK! Oweeeee sir WHACK! Oweeee sir WHACK! Oweeeee sir.'
Now, get up boy and go and make some coffee. And take this wretched duster with you, boy!
'Yes, sir. Very good sir. I'm sorry sir. Thank you sir.
Oliver left the study with tears streaming down his face. Never had he been so humiliated. When he had composed himself. He set about making the coffee. He made sure the perculator and the cups and saucers and spoons were spotlessly clean. He made the coffee and took it to the study.
As he walked in the two young men were grinning at him, but they quickly stopped when master glared at them. This rather amused Oliver and got him thinking that perhaps they were spankied. Howver, nothing untoward happened, like spilling coffee on the desk and Oliver left to finish his chores.
When it was time to show the two young men out, they had broad grins on their faces and were mimmiking him: 'Yes sir, sorry sir, very good sir, thank you sir, three bags full sir'. When oliver slammed the door he just stood there and cried his eyes out. His master ordered him to lie down and come and see him when he was in better shape.
As he lay on the bed in the spare room, Oliver became confused. On the one hand, he felt humiliated, while on the other he felt excited at being spanked on his bare bottom in front of other people. At least he had some respite to shift his load. As he started to masturbate, he thought about the punishment in fron of those two men and came to the conclusion that he rather liked it.
Thanks to those who sent me messages. Keep them coming. I had an e-mail from a man calling himself 'German Boy'. Unfortunately I inadvertantly deleted it and the e-mail address. Please try again and I wil get back to you