As a result of several requests to continue the story, the story continues. A new year at the school on the island, the staff are the same, but there is a new crop of students. This year there are 25 students.
The students have arrived at the school and been shown around. The main characters in this story is Colin MacKenzie and his friend from the same school, Aaron Crawford. Both of them were from well off families and both had been spoilt and given things without them having to work for them. Their school counsellor had written on both of their records that they were capable of passing any examination well, but because life had been too easy for them there was no will to work.
Before the students had arrived Tony and the staff had a meeting deciding which students were to be matched with which tutor as their main tutor or mentor.
Tony Smith said, "Phillip, do you want Crawford and MacKenzie or would you rather split them up. My own opinion is that if we split them, they may get anti establishment. These are two very spoilt young men and they will have a hard enough time learning a little about discipline, without splitting the friendship between them."
"I agree Tony. Reading their profiles shows that they have the potential to be very good, but because their parents have not imposed limits, they havent worked."
"You are going to have your work cut out Phillip," David Brown said. He went on, "I have had some experience with spoilt brats, and they get very hard to deal with when they cant get their own way."
"I know Dave, but reading between the lines from the remarks that Mr Ramston, their counsellor made, these two guys are very close, Im wondering if they are gay."
"Do you have a problem with that?" asked Tony.
"No Tony, Ill treat them the same as I treat all my charges. I suggest that they are put in rooms 21 and 22. They are at the end of the corridor so if there is visiting going on, then they have a little bit of privacy."
"Agreed," said Tony. The meeting had wound up with Phillip having a total of six students under his wing.
So when Phillip had met the boys at the launch steps in Auckland he had said, "Colin and Aaron, my name is Phillip Thomas. I will be your tutor on the island, now grab your gear and get on the launch."
That evening after Tonys talk and all the staff had been introduced, the boys left to go to their rooms. Aaron and Colin went along the corridor to their rooms and wished each other goodnight before going into their own rooms. For both of them failing the exams had been nothing great, and they had been surprised when their parents had finally dug in and insisted that they had to get their qualifications. Like Mr Ramston had suspected they were friends, however they were rivals often squabbling over the same things, but so far never bad enough for them to drop their friendship. They were both tall, well built young men, Aaron was a blonde and Colin was dark. Both of them enjoyed all sports. They had been friends since they were five years old and at thirteen had discovered that they both liked girls. Both were seventeen and they had been having _s_e_x_ with girls since they were fifteen.
Next morning at breakfast it was announced that there was going to be a room inspection at 8.30am. "You have 30 minutes to tidy your room. Then we will make suggestions on how you are to keep it tidy. Inspections after this are not announced and will bring retribution for non compliance," said Tony Smith.
Aaron and Colin rushed off to their rooms. Both rooms were in a mess. They were so used to having their mothers pick up for them and make their beds, they didnt know where to start. Colin pulled up the bedclothes on his bed, while Aaron pulled everything off his including the bottom sheet. At 8.30am sharp there was a knock on Aarons door and Phillip came into the room.
"What a mess." At Aarons look of surprise, he went on, "Look Aaron, your clothes should be folded away in your drawers, not left out in heaps everywhere. Your dirty clothes should be in the hamper in the bathroom and your bed should be made neatly."
"I dont know how to do it. Mum always did it at home."
"Ok here is a crash course. Put the fitted sheet on the mattress like this, then the top sheet followed by the duvet. There the bed is made. Now clothes," he said going to the dresser, "I put underwear and socks together, T Shirts etc in another. Trousers hang in the closet. Swimming togs etc in another drawer and you have room for more stuff when your trunk comes. Your desk is to be kept tidy as well. Ok there you are all shipshape. Now youve got to keep it like this, or you will have problems. The dirty clothes in the hamper are to go to the laundry every day and they will returned to your room by the housekeeping staff washed and ironed where necessary. Now Im off to see your friend Colin."
Aaron looked around his room and admitted to himself that the room looked much better and somehow more roomy when it was tidy.
Phillip had to repeat the same procedure for Colin as he finished off he said, Now go tell Aaron and take yourself to number 1 classroom and start revising last years work. During the morning you will have an interview with Mr Smith and myself. Yours is scheduled for 10.30am, Aarons is at 9.45am. now as I spent so much time with you two, Ive got to rush to the last guy on my list before 9am." After he went out of the room Colin also thought that the room looked better tidy, and resolved to keep it that way. He collected Aaron and told him what Phillip had said and they made their way to No 1 classroom.
Inside the room there were several boys there already. A tutor sat at the front desk and he looked up as the two came into the room together. He waited for them to introduce themselves and when they had said nothing after 20 seconds, he said, "My name is David Brown."
"I know," both Aaron and Colin said together.
"Yes you know me because of the staff being introduced, however I dont know you."
"Sorry Sir, I am Aaron Crawford and this is my friend and old schoolmate Colin MacKenzie."
"Thank you Aaron. I am sure Colin can speak for himself."
"Yes Sir, I am Colin MacKenzie."
"Thank you Colin. My name is David. You are both to start your revision until you are called for your interviews. If you dont have the necessary book or books, you may get them from the library." The two did as instructed.
At lunch they talked together.
Aaron said, "Hell I cant believe that my old man could give them permission to whack my arse with those canes and belts or tawses as Mr Smith called them."
"Mine as well, although my Dad used to tell me stories about the canings he got while he was at school. He used to go to Nelson College and when he was there, he said that the prefects could cane you as well as the teachers."
"Bloody scary man, Ill bet they cant wait to whack us the sadistic bastards."
"Oh I dont know. Phillip and Mr Smith told me that they only whack us if we dont perform as they have found it is the best way to get a boy focused on his school work."
They had both been told they would get their schedules for study on Thursday after lunch after they had got the results of their tests. At 3pm there was a session in the gym and Sam their instructor went over the rules governing the use of the equipment.
He went on, "There will be no running in the pool area. Those that run will have their tails stung with my belt. We have a very good accident free record here, and I want to keep it that way."
Both Aaron and Colin got on well with the other guys. During the sports periods they both joined in with whatever game was being played with enthusiasm and often joined in the pick up games in the free periods as well.
Thursday came around and after asking what they had been studying, Phillip set their tests in English and Maths. And Victor Davies set their language papers, in Colins case it was Japanese in Aarons it was German. For each subject they were given an hour to do the test and just before lunch Phillip took the papers away to be marked. After lunch they were told to gather in No 1 classroom and their tests would be gone through individually in private.
After lunch when they were all back in the classroom, the tutors came in one by one and called out the name of the boy they wanted to see first. Phillip came in a called for Joel Grey. Joel got up with a bit of a grin and went out of the room followed by Phillip. Twenty minutes later Phillip came back and called for Jack Fraser. Jack followed Phillip out of the room. Aaron and Colin could see that each tutor called for their own students. Some of the other students were getting called as well. However once the student had been called they were not seen again. Gradually the room emptied and there was only Aaron, Colin, Jim Stewart and Keith Blackler.
Then Phillip came to the door and called, "Colin Mackenzie."
Colin got out of his chair and started for the door. "At last," he said to Aaron as he left.
In Phillips office he soon found things were not going to be so pleasant. "Phillip got right to the point straight away. "Colin you have failed two out of three tests. The only one you have past is language. It is obvious that you have not put the necessary time into study and therefore you have wasted both my time and yours. At the interview with Mr Smith it was made plain what the result of failure is. Therefore I am going to cane you now. You will receive nine strokes."
At Colins look of horror, he went on, "It was explained at the initial interview and again at your individual interview with Mr Smith, that the price of failure is the cane or the tawse. Now I want you to come over here and bend over the back of this chair, reaching as far down the front legs as you can. Once I start you are not to get up, you are not to try and cover your bottom with your hands."
Colin looked at Phillip, "Cant I be punished another way?"
"Colin, other ways were tried at your school and they obviously didnt work, otherwise you would not be here now. You have proved that you are capable of doing the work by the various tests that you have over the years at school, and under that untidy mop of hair is a very good brain, but you are too lazy to use it. The methods that we use here are designed so that you will focus on using your brains. Now we will get this over and done with. Bend over the chair."
Colin slowly did what he was told. He was wearing baggy jeans and when he bent over Phillip could see the waist band and about the top three or four inches of silk or satin boxers. Phillip adjusted his stance, gauged the distance and lashed the cane down across the backside that was before him.
Over the chair, Colin winced as the first stroke lashed into his bum. There was a short pause and the second stroke landed, it was worse, there were now two lines of hot burning fire then three. Colin could not believe how much such a thin piece of stick, could hurt so much.
At the fourth stroke he let go the front legs of the chair and started to straighten up, his face bright red and just about on the verge of tears.
"Stay down MacKenzie. Keep holding onto those front legs, or the stroke will be repeated."
Colin grabbed the front legs of the chair again. The fifth sixth and seventh landed. By now Colins face was a mess of tears and snot. The eighth stroke was laid on.
"Yoowwouch."
"You have one more to come." It was laid on just as hard as the previous eight.
This time there was just a groan from Colin.
"You may stand up Colin." Phillip handed Colin some tissues. "Colin you may not believe this at the moment, but I did not like having to cane you like that, but you are going to pass your exams at the end of the year. If that means that we are going to repeat this exercise every Friday until then, so be it. Now here is your schedule, go and place it in your room so you dont lose it, then grab your togs and go to the gym."
Colin took the schedule from Phillip and left his office. He walked slowly to the stairs and started climbing his backside protesting at each step. Now he knew why the others had not come back to the class. In his room he put the schedule on his desk and put a book over the top half, so it wouldnt blow away in the breeze that was coming through the partly opened window. He gently ran his hands over his backside. His bum felt hotter than the time he had accidentally touched a hot iron with his hand when his mother was ironing when he was about five years old. He remembered that she had run cold water over his hand, and he suddenly saw why Phillip had said take his togs. Obviously the cold water in the pool would help the burning sting. Colin grabbed his togs and headed for the gym.
Meanwhile Aaron was the last one in the classroom. The door opened.
"Your turn Aaron." Aaron followed Phillip along the corridor to his office. He ushered Aaron in and said, "We will talk about your test results, then what we are going to do to achieve better ones next time." He moved across to two easy chairs by the windows. "Come over here and sit down Aaron." Aaron came across the room and sat in the indicated chair.
"Before we talk about your test results, I want to find out if you have got anything that worrying you, that prevents you from studying." At the shake of Aarons head he went on, "Aaron all the tests you have done at school show you are capable of being brilliant. You have one of the highest pass marks on your IQ tests that I have ever seen, but since year eleven at school, you have consistently fallen behind in your school work. Your counsellor, Mr Ramston, has written that you are capable, but just dont apply yourself. Is there a reason for that?"
"No."
"There must be Aaron. Look, I am studying psychology so that I can understand you guys better. If I cant help you, Tony can, he is a fully trained Psychologist. If he cant help you, we are willing to get someone from the mainland here once a week to help you. The reason for that is that because some people dont respond to some other people. We have several different people we can consult, so that we may help you achieve a good results."
"Why are we talking like this?"
"Aaron you failed all three tests." Phillip seeing the look that went across Aarons face, said, "You are going to be punished for wasting both yours and my time. This is the first time in the five years that we have been running this remedial study facility on the island, that a student has failed all three subjects of the first test."
All the colour left Aarons face. Im going to be hit twelve times with the cane, he thought.
"Aaron this time your parents are not here to fix the problem. They want you to be a success in life. In his letter to Tony, your father admitted that they have given you everything that you wanted, and now they regret that they didnt give you goals to work for. You now have a goal. That goal is to successfully pass your university entrance qualifications."
Aaron sat there feeling sick, even with the air conditioner going he could feel the sweat rolling down from his arm pits, and moisture on his brow. His mind churning with, Im going to get whacked twelve times.
Phillips voice came through the fog in his mind, "Well, we will get this punishment over with and then tomorrow we will talk again." He stood, "Come over here to the chair by my desk. I am going to give you six strokes of the cane across your trousers. Then you will let down your trousers," Aaron was wearing Cargo pants, "and I will give you six strokes of the tawse across your underpants.
"What happens if I refuse to be punished this way?"
"If you refuse to be punished we contact your parents and let them know you are on your way home. Then they have got to make some other arrangements for you, or you go out into the work force to try and find a job."
Aaron thought for a moment, "Im doing this under protest."
"Your protest is so noted."
Finally, Aaron, moving like an automation was standing in front of the chair, "Bend over the back of the chair, reaching down the front legs as far as you can, and hold on. If you let go, the stroke is repeated."
Aaron bent over the chair as instructed. He heard the rattle as Phillip picked up the cane and then felt it tap across his buttocks. There was a whistle swish then a loud thud crack. Suddenly he had a line of fire racing through him starting from where the cane had landed. There was a pause then another line of fire slightly lower. Another pause another line of fire each proceeded by that whistle swish and a thud crack as the cane connected with his Cargo pants clad backside. Stroke four brought a loud hiss from Aaron, stroke five a hiss and a groan. A slightly longer pause and stroke six landed on the lower curve of his buttocks, just above the crease where buttock joins thigh.
"Owwwuch."
"Stand up Aaron and drop your trousers."
Aaron slowly straightened up, the muscles in his buttocks protesting at the stretching. He undid his belt, unzipped the fly and his Cargos dropped by themselves to his ankles. Slowly he bent back over the chair. His brief clad backside was the highest part of him. It was in the perfect place to be soundly chastised. From the corner of his eye he saw Phillip go around his desk and take a tawse out of his drawer. He came back and stood beside Aarons left hip.
Aaron felt the tawse touch across both buttocks as Phillip gauged the distance. He heard Phillip' feet shuffle a little as he adjusted his stance. He heard the splat as the tawse landed across both of his mounds, then the broad band of fire raced through him reigniting the fire made by the cane . He sucked in his breath. The second splat and another band of fire. The third splat, the fire in his backside got worse. Each stroke of the tawse was landing on wealds made by the cane, causing intense stinging, burning pain.
The fourth splat, Aaron could feel the tears pouring from his eyes. Apart from the owuch, at the sixth stroke of the cane he had not cried out, apart from hisses and low groans. However the strokes of the tawse covered a much broader area than a stroke of the cane, and Phillip was an expert at laying on both. The fifth splat.
Aaron over the chair thought, One more to go.
The sixth splat announced the last stroke of the tawse. Aaron lay over the chair, he could not believe how hot and stinging his backside was. From a distance he heard Phillip telling him to stand up and pull up his trousers.
"Aaron you wont want to talk to me at the moment, but we will definitely talk tomorrow." He handed him a sheet of paper, "Here is your schedule, take it to your room and put it away then head to the gym with your togs."
Aaron slowly walked to the door and opened it, turning to Phillip he shot him a glare and turned back around went out the door closing it firmly, it wasnt quite a slam, behind him. He went to his room and put his schedule on his desk and then got his togs and went to the gym.
At the gym he went into the changing area and changed his clothes and as he drew his togs on, he could feel the raised welts made by the cane plus the heat generated by the tawse. He walked out into the pool area.
"Aaron you got here. Hop in the pool and do a few warm up lengths then we are going to have a relay. You can join Joels team," said Sam.
Aaron slid into the pool. The cool water seemed to help soothe the burning in his buttocks. He was quite a good swimmer and he swam three lengths of the pool easily and then climbed out of the pool and joined the three guys grouped around Joel.
After the relay, they all headed to the changing room and the showers. Looking around, Aaron saw that Colin had a striped butt, so did about five others. He got under the shower and the hot water made his bum sting again, so he turned down the temperature until the water was tepid. He walked back to his room with Colin and they arranged to meet after dinner.
"The movie is The Magnificent Seven, do you want to' see it?" asked Colin.
"No I have seen it before."
"What are you going to do?"
"Lets go to my room and talk." They got to Aarons room. Aaron turned on the radio softly. He liked music, but unusually for a young man he didnt need it to be loud to enjoy it. He started, "Colin as I said after our interview with Mr Smith when they showed us those canes and tawses, theyre a bunch of sadistic bastards.
Colin sitting at Aarons desk said, "My arse feels like that corrugated cardboard. I can feel raised ridges all the way down."
"How many did you get?"
"Nine. What about you?"
"Six of the cane across my trousers then six of the tawse on my underpants."
"Well my bum is still hot and stingy. You got any Solarcaine or something?"
"Why?"
"I remember reading about boys being caned in the 80s and how they took the burning sting away by rubbing their bums with a cooling cream or lotion."
"Ive got some Solarcaine, hang on Ill get it." He went into his bathroom and returned with the bottle of Solarcaine. "Here it is. How are we going to do it?"
"We could do it to ourselves, or we could rub it on each other."
"Ok, drop your pants and lay on my bed." Colin undid his jeans and they dropped to his ankles. He looked a little embarrassed, then shrugged and lowered his boxers and lay face down on Aaron' bed.
Aaron looking at his friends backside, could see that Phillip had done a good job on it. The wealds went from just above the halfway mark down to the crease between buttock and thigh, each weald not quite touching. He gently started to rub the lotion over the raised wealds being careful not to press too hard.
Meanwhile for Colin on the bed with his friends fingers gently massaging the burning sting, his _c_o_c_k_ woke up and started to make its presence felt. He started to squirm.
"Am I hurting you?"
"No.............. youve given me a horn. While you are making me feel great back there, my front is getting cramped."
"Boasting as usual," giving Colins rump a light smack, "Ok, now its my turn."
Colin stood up. As he said he said Aaron could see his _c_o_c_k_ standing proud.
"Are you going to stand there waving in the breeze, or are you going to help me?"
"Get your gear off and get on the bed."
It was Aarons turn to lay face down. Colin whistled between his teeth.
"Aaron, that looks painful." Aarons backside was a deep crimson all over with darker lines where the edge of the tawse had dug in, while the lower half had the six dark red tram lines left by the cane. Colin started to rub in the lotion. Like Colin before him, the gentle hands rubbing in lotion that was cooling the sting in his bum, gave Aaron a stiffy. "Now its my turn to boast," he said, wriggling a little on the bed.
"Well dont get too turned on, mate. There are no girls here apart from the maids, and they look pretty plain to me."
"_d_a_m_n_, well I guess Mrs Palmer and her five daughters will have to do again."
"You mean you are going to have a wank."
"Why not. Apart from study, thats all there is to do around this place."
"Aaron do you wank much?"
"Every day. You?"
"Yeah me too, sometimes twice when I remember the way Amandas cunt gripped my _c_o_c_k_. Man she was milking it."
"I wonder what they expect us to do about _s_e_x_ on the island. Surely they know growing boys like us are not to be deprived of what comes naturally to a couple of good looking studs like us."
"I will ask Phillip tomorrow. He said he wants to talk to me."
"He wants to talk to me as well."
"Probably to tell us he still loves us in spite of having whacked our bums."
"Colin that doesnt solve the problem now though. What are you going to do about your school work now?"
"Aaron I dont know. One part of me says bugger them, while the other half says I dont want my arse to be so sore again. I can just imagine Amanda laughing about it. If it had happened at school, Id have lost my Mr Cool title."
"Your right. Im the same lets see what Phillip has to say tomorrow. Im going to have a shower and hit the sheets."
"_s_h_i_t_ youre a big wuss. You get your bum smacked a couple of times and pack up on me and go to bed." Aaron looked at Colin who was grinning at him as he pulled his shorts up. "Go to bed yourself and dream about Amanda."
"Ok mate, Goodnight," he went out shutting the door quietly after him.
Next day Phillip made it plain to them both that they were here to study hard and that if they didnt get their results up, they would get their backsides whacked every week. He had told them It didnt take to long for the message to start working to get through. "Some took just one good hiding like they had had yesterday, others took two or three, but they all worked after the third hiding.
Both Colin and Aaron decided that they would start to do more than what they used to do at school.
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