Trey

[jenniferjames]

This story is fiction.

Trey stood completely naked next to his dad who sat in the chair. The boys tee shirt, shoes, jeans, socks and
underwear all lay in a pile on the floor. He sobbed quietly as his eyes were fixed on his dad's thick hard wood
paddle with holes. Trey's small buttocks quivered. Trey had a hard tie in school that day paying attenton
knowing he was to be punished when he got home.

"Get across my lap" dad ordered his nude son. Trey obeyed. He dare not to. He draped himself across. Dad pulled him
in closer as the boy gripped the legs of the char. Dad lightly tapped his cheeks.

"How was school today?" he asked.
"P-Pretty g-good dad...please not h-hard" the boy pleaded.
"Your bare bottom is in for it today, 100 swats and your going to feel them"
"D-Dad..sob..pleaseeeee...no...not t-that m-many...I can't take that m-many"
"But you will, you do not have any choice, now you will see what happens when you get three failing grades on
your report card"

Dad looked over his nude son's trim body. The cute feet, the smooth back, the blonde hair.
He lifted the paddle and took aim.....then....
WHAP...WHAP...down it slammed to the very center of each cheek.
"Oowwwwwwwww...ooowwwwwwaweeiiowooww" the boy wailed as his head snapped back.
WHAP....WHAP.........WHAP....WHAP....dad took his time and blasted away with hard burning swats, center again.
WHAP...WHAP........WHAP...WHAP....four to the very upper cheeks with great force.
WHAP...WHAP......WHAP...WHAP....four even harder across the meaty tender base. Trey screamed. Cried. Pleaded.
Kicked his bare feet, curled his toes. His small buttocks jumped up as if to meet the paddle each time.
The bare flesh turned redder and redder.
WHAP....WHAP.....WHAP....WHAP....WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...cheek to cheek with searing, hard burning
swats turning he cheeks deep red. Trey's cute face cringed and twisted in pain. Dad pulled him closer in.
"Lift your bottom...lift it...higher"
WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP....dad landed 10 extremely hard
fast paced blows, top to base and then the thighs.
'AAAAAAAAAAAAIEEEEEEEEERRRRROEEWWWWRAAHHOHOHHHH.....NO MORE...PLEASSSSSSSSSEEEEEE...WHHAAAAAAA..
SOB...SOB...SOB...SOB...SOB"
"GET YOUR BOTOTM UP...LIFT IT I SAID....HIGHER...UP MORE...MORE..MORE"
WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP..WHAP..WHAP...his dad blasted away, 10 more fast
paced burning hissing blows attacked the boys bare cheeks and thighs which were now crimson.
After 75 swats, dad rested briefly.

"Now..spread your legs wider for the rest...wider...don't be insolent...wider"

Trey cried and cried as he obeyed. Dad then went to work on his inner cheeks with burning swats. Then the inner
thighs. Trey's bottom was in total agony. Sill dad paddled the cheeks until all 100 were delivered.

"Stand.....go stand in the corner..hands on the back of your head...face the wall" dad ordered.

The lad obeyed his dad. For the next 30 minutes he stood there as his tears subsided his bottom throbbing.

But dad was not through.

He returned to the room.

"Come along Trey....to the basement...who need some time on the punishment bench"
Trey begged and pleaded as he was led naked down the steps to the basement. There his dad secured his wrists and
ankles face down on the bench. Dad took down a thick strap form the wall and gave his son 15 full armed pistol like
cracks as hard as he could, cheek top sot thighs. Then a few across the soles of each foot. Dad then took up the
cane and gave his son 6 cuts full force across the cheeks and thighs.

A few with a thin strap to the anus finished the session. Trey was let up, face filled with pain and tears.

Trey knew what was next but that is another story.

All characters in this story are of legal age.