New Posting: Oliver From: jenniferjames

[jenniferjames]

This story is fiction. Based on the movie back in the 1960's named Oliver with Mark Lester.

Oliver was adopted by Mr. James. Mr. James was a wealthy man. When Oliver was first adopted by him, he felt like he
was the luckiest boy alive. That is until Mr. James gave the boy the rules and chores and the consequences he would
have to pay if he did not follow them to the letter. Basically Mr James had always wanted a boy to discipline and Oliver was one of the cutest boy he had ever seen.

Mr. James had a house keeper, a matronly lady named Ms. Homes. She would assist Mr. James when it came time to
punish Oliver. That time came just after one week at his new home. His first punishment was simply to serve as a
reminder when what he cold expect when he was naughty. Mr. James sat in a chair and the boy stood before him.
Ms. Homes stood to the side for now.

"Oliver I will give you a good home and treat you well. You are a lucky boy to have been adopted to such a fine place.
But there will be a price to pay when you disobey. You will be punished and sometimes quite severely. Today you will'be punished to let yu see just what will happen when you do not do your chores or follow the rules, am I clear so far?"
"Y-Yes s-sir...I promise to be a g-good boy sir" Oliver replied, worry in his cute face.
"I am sure you will, at least I hope you will. But you will still be punished today. It will be quite severe as it must.
Now be a good boy and stand still. I am going to take all your clothes off first"
"P-Please oh please s-sir....don't....please...."
"Be silent Oliver. Come closer."

Oliver stood between his legs. The humiliation was about to begin. The very presence of Ms. Homes made it even more humiliating. Mr. James began with the boys shirt. He undid the buttons and took his time as if he were unwrapping a gift for the first time. He pulled it free form the pants and slipped it off the boys smooth shoulders.
he handed it to Ms. Homes who placed it neatly on another chair.

Mr. James then pulled the boys undershirt up and off. His chest was small and smooth and trim. he bent down and
pulled each shoe off. Next he unzipped the pants and slowly tugged them down, Oliver wore white underwear.
He handed the pants to Ms. Homes.

"Please no more s-s-sir" Oliver pleaded as he stood only in his socks and underwear.

"Now now Oliver, we must have you completely naked" was his reply.
"The boy seems to be insolent" Ms. Homes said.
"Yes, a bit, he will be punished for that" Mr. James agreed.

Mr. James bent down and pulled each sock off the boys small cute trim feet. Tears welled up in Oliver's eyes as
Mr. James slowly tugged his underwear down, soon the boys private parts were fully exposed. Hs face red.
His underwear was taken down to his ankles where he stepped out of them. He was then bare naked. he tried to cover his penis but his hands were slapped away.

"See, he is insolent" Ms. Homes said.
"Oliver you will keep your hands behind your head" Mr. james ordered. OLiver obeyed and sobbed quietly.
"Turn around, let me see your bare bottom boy"

Oliver obeyed. Mr. James and Ms. Homes then feasted their eyes on the most perfect set of bottom cheeks they ever saw on a boy. So smooth. Compact. Hairless. Rounded. meaty. Just flawless.

"Oliver bend over" Mr. james ordered. he obeyed. Mr. James then slowly pulled the boys cheeks wide open.
He peered into the anus and grinned some. Just perfect he thought to himself.

He planned to spend many nights intimately with the boy.

"Very well...stand up....Ms. Homes would you please hand me the paddle, the thick one"
"As you wish" she replied. She went to the table and picked up a good, thick heavy wood paddle. She handed it to him. He showed it to the nude boy.

"Nw Oliver I am going to paddle your bottom good and hard. This will be merely a warm up. Now be a good boy and lay across my lap"

Oliver pleaded as he draped himself across.
Mr. James pulled him in closer and lightly tapped each bare quivering cheek.

"Did they ever punish you naked at the orphanage Oliver?" he asked.
"N-No s-s-sir...never s-s-sir"
"Well they should have. When you are punished in this house you will be naked even if I have guests over. There is no room for modesty here. Now, keep your bottom still, this is going to hurt terribly"

WHAP....WHAP.....the paddle cracked down hard, dead center to each bare globe. Oliver cried out. His face cringed.
"PLeaaaaaaaae...s-s-s-sir.....it hurts so much"
"That is what it is supposed to do, silent now and take your punishment"

Ms. Homes knew how much Mr. James liked to punish boys and knew just how much Oliver wad going to suffer.

WHAP....WHAP.......WHAP...WHAP.......WHAP...WHAP...in sets of two he slammed the hard wood down with blistering
swats, he worked up the cheeks and down them. The small bottom jumped up as if to meet the hard wood.

"Ms. Homes, would you kindly hold his wrists together"
The woman pulled up a seat before the boy and took hold of his wrists.
She watched that paddle go to work without mercy on the young cheeks and thighs.

WHAP....WHAP....WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...the room was filled with the sounds of hard wood meeting bare flesh followed by the constant wails, howls and cries of a boy.
His feet kicked, his toes curled up as the paddle roasted his buttocks and thighs.

WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP...WHAP..
he alternated slow and fast paced swats to every inch of the boys globes. Each swat pure agony.
At the 30th swat he had the boy spread his legs more. Then he applied 20 more vicious swats to the boys inner cheeks and thighs. At the 50th swat, he stopped. Oliver was in total tears. Mr. James rubbed the boys sore bottom.

"You may stand up Oliver"

Oliver stood, face filled with tears.

"Now are you beginning to see what will happen when you are naughty"
"Y-Yes..s-s-s-sir....yes....I...I...sob...sob...sob...will be a good boy"
"Lets hope so. But now we mist continue with your punishment. Time for the cane. Go and bend over the table"

Oliver cried as he walked naked to the table and bent over it. Ms. HOmes stood before the table and pinned his wrists down tightly. Ms. HOmes took out a thick cane and pressed it firmly against the boys well paddled buttocks.

"Count out 18 strokes Ms. HOmes" he said.

CRACK.....CRACKK...CRACKK...the cane hissed down extremely hard, center top and base. Deep vivid red stripes formed.
'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEERRIOEOERWWWARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" he screamed pitifully.
"One...two..three" Ms. Homes counted.

CRRACKK...CCRRRACKKK...CCRRACKKK...CCRRACKKK...CCRRACKK...on and on and on the cane bit deeply into the boys soft buttocks and thighs as he continued to wail and beg and scream his head off. Ms. HOmes counted and grinned some at the boys suffering. Mr. Homes gave the boy the full 18 cuts of the cane.

"Stand.....lay face up on the table, bring your feet up to your chest" he ordered. Oliver through his tears obeyed.
Ms. Homes took hold of the boys ankles and spread them apart in the diaper position. Mr. James produced a thick two tailed tawse.

THWACCKKK....THHWACACKKK...THHWACACKKKK...THWHACCKKK....THWHACCKKK...he brought it hissing down will all his might across the cheeks and thighs. Slow paced blows. The boys toes curled up as they watched his cute face
twist and cringe in pain. The last five strokes attacked his very inner cheeks with the last one nipping his tender anus.

His bottom was left crimson, wealed and welted. He was finally let off the table.

"Leave your clothes off and come with me" Mr. Homes said.

He took the nude boy up to his bedroom. Oliver did not know what would happen next.

All characters in this story are of legal age. This was based on a scene where a sub and two dom's role played
a scene from the movie Oliver.