The Prince had determined that corporal punishment would be meted out on all offenders of the Kingdom's laws who were under the age of 20. Serious offenders could expect a public whipping and jail time, while less serious offenders could expect a severe whipping or paddling at the foot of the throne.

The Prince, now ruling since his father's illness, was only 17 years old himself. But the monarch enjoyed total control of the Kingdom and unquestioned adherence to his spoken word. Each Saturday morning, offenders who were to be disciplined in front of the Prince were brought one by one to him, where the Prince would interview and determine the mode of punishment.

Jeremy was only 15 years old and had been caught stealing from a local farmer. The terrified boy was brought before the Prince. He was asked if he had any reasonable excuse for his actions, for which he had none. He thanked the Prince for not having him whipped in the public square. These punishments were especially humiliating with offenders being bound to a trestle and soundly flogged with the stoutest possible switch on the naked buttocks. The minimum punishment was 20 lashes and the maximum 100. Even the minimum sentence would leave one's buttocks welted and bright red and brought most to tears. Hundreds of subjects would gather to watch, the offenders bare buttocks in full view and framed by the straps of a jock strap. But Jeremy had been spared this ultimate humiliation.

The prince gave him a choice. He could recieve 25 swats with a wooden paddle laid on hard and administered on the naked buttocks, or he could recieve 300 slaps, bare, at the hand of the Prince himself. Jeremy opted for the paddling.

He was bent over a table before the Prince, unbound, with his pants and underwear around his ankles. His tiny buttocks, smooth and white, would soon be stinging and bright red. The prince produced a large a wooden paddle, walked behind the young thief, and reminded him of his offense. With that, the paddle was laid across Jeremy's tiny bottom. Each stroke caused his buttocks to clench and quiver. The sting from such a hard paddling must have been incredible, but only Jeremy knew. Tears ran down his face after only 3 swats. He wasn't taking the paddling well. The tenth swat slammed into the young meaty buttocks, now bright red and quivering uncontrollably, and Jeremy let out a scream. He begged for mercy from the Prince...........................