This story is fictional. Any similarity to any events (real or fictional) or people (real, fictional, living, or dead) is unintentional and coincidental.
To paraphrase a long introduction, I was 15 and an assistant teacher at a local karate school. A student there, Anthony, who was 11 at the time, was having bullying problems with another student. He informed me of the problems and I was able to resolve the situation. His father was eternally grateful to me for helping out. In short time, I grew to become a mentor to the kid and he confided in me when he needed someone to talk to.
About a month and a half or so after the bullying incident, his father called me. It was a Friday night in January. He and his wife were going away for Martin Luther King weekend and needed someone to baby-sit their sons. He apologized for the short notice but said that their standard sitter had cancelled on them only about an hour ago. He offered to pay me decently. I had nothing better to do that weekend, so I agreed.
Approximately an hour later, I was at their house with all of my stuff. Before the parents left, the father pulled me aside. He thanked me again for coming on such short notice. He said that if either of them gave me a hard time, I was free to punish them how I saw fit. Some ideas that he said had worked well for him were spanking, embarrassment, denial of privileges, and so forth. After that, he and his wife said their good-byes and left.
At this point, I feel that I should describe Anthony, his brother, and myself. As I mentioned above, I am 15 years old. I have brown hair, blue eyes, and a somewhat tan complexion. I weigh 180 lbs and am about 58" tall. Anthony is 11 with brown eyes, black hair, and an unusually tan complexion for someone of European descent. I would estimate him to be around 48" tall and weigh around 80 lbs. His younger brother, Nick, is 8. He looks a lot like Anthony, with the same hair, eye, and skin color. I would estimate that he is around 43" and weighs no more than 65 lbs.
At first, things were going great. We had eaten dinner and everyone was getting along fine. Then, at around 8 or 9 oclock that night, the trouble started. I was watching TV and the two of them were in their bedrooms, seemingly getting along fine. Suddenly, I hear a scream coming from one of the rooms. Judging by the sound of the voice, I assumed it was Nick.
"Everything all right in there?" I shouted down the hall.
"Anthony, stop, youre hurting me!" Nick screamed.
"Shut up you baby!" Anthony screamed back.
Alarmed by what I was hearing, I ran to Anthonys room. The door was partially opened and thru the opening, I could see Anthony performing tuite jitsu on Nick (Note: Tuite jitsu is a special form of grappling using certain hand, feet, and body positions to effectively disable an attackers wrists or arms. If done properly, it could potentially break the attackers wrist). I rushed into the room and separated the two of them.
"What happened?" I demanded.
They both began shouting at the same time, blaming each other.
"Shut up, both of you!" I yelled. The room went silent. "Now then, Anthony, youll tell me your side of the story. Nick, after hes done, youll tell me your side. Understood?"
"Yes," they both said.
After listening to both sides of the story, I was able to surmise the following: Anthony was playing on his PS2 when Nick came in and asked him for a turn. Anthony told him to shut up and that he couldnt play. I was unsure of who started the physical fight, but only knew for certain that Anthony wound up grabbing Nicks left wrist and tried to do the first tuite on Nick.
"Nick, go to your room," I calmly, but sternly commanded. Once he was out, I closed the door behind him. "I am really disappointed in you, Anthony. You should know the dangers of doing karate moves on other people, especially tuites."
"But Nick-" Anthony started to say.
"I dont care about Nick or what he did. The point is that karate is for self-defense, not attack. Im sorry for this, but Im going to have to spank you," I said.
"But what about Nick?"
"Ill deal with Nick, hes not your concern. Now, Im going to go talk with him. When I get back, you will be naked with your clothes neatly folded on your bed. You should be on your knees on the floor with your hands on the back of your head and your back to the door. If you arent, Ill add more whacks to your tally. Understand?"
"Yes, Deshi (my title at the dojo)."
"Good. Ill be back." With that, I turned and left him in his room.
I went to Nicks room and gave him a similar lecture and the same instructions. Then, I went down their basement and grabbed a ping-pong paddle. Next, I went to Anthonys room. He was in the position that I had described and his clothing was neatly folded on the bed.
"Stand up and keep your hands on your head," I ordered. He complied. I now got a full view of his buttocks, which were round and very white compared with the rest of his skin. "Now, turn around and face me." He did so. I surveyed him. His d*ck was 3" long and uncirc*mcised. "Now, get your underwear and shirt and give them to me!"
He complied. I told him to open his mouth and I shoved his plaid boxers into it. I then blindfolded him with the shirt. Next, I guided him to his bed and bent him over my knees. Holding him down with my right arm, I gave him 22 hard whacks with the paddle across his cheeks, turning his buttocks a nice shade of red. After that, I told him to lie on his back on the floor. I sat on his stomach and lifted his legs up, anchoring them under my arms. This had the affect of spreading his buttocks apart, exposing his crack and hole. Now, I gave him 11 hard whacks with the narrow edge of the paddle on his crack. When I was finished, I saw tears streaming down his face and heard his muffled sobs. I then removed the blindfold and gag and told him to get his sleeping bag and go to the TV room.
Next, I went to Nicks room, where I did the same basic thing, only I gave him 16 whacks on his buttocks and 8 on his crack. That night, the 3 of us slept naked in sleeping bags on the TV room floor.
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