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Part 2 of this hot, sexually explicit spanking story by very special guest author David Stewart. This story is currently exclusive to The Canery! All the characters are aged 18 or over.
David’s life was changing for the better. After finding his new “Uncle Harry”, David started to talk more openly with this man. Harry had never married and admitted to David he was bisexual having had several relationships with both men and women.
It was a fortnight after that spanking that David broached the subject and commented how his bottom had taken a long time to get back to normal. “Aye, the reality far worse than the fantasy?” his uncle responded.
“Well not so much because I had never realised how good it could be having someone do what you did to me.” His landlord smiled at his charge. “Oh yes son, there are good parts to discipline, but discipline is still needed.”
“Will that ever happen again?” asked David.
Mr Harrison smiled and eyed up David before saying “Follow me lad,” and taking him up to the spare bedroom. Inside there was a desk and hard backed chair and a cupboard, and when the cupboard was opened what David saw inside made him gasp. There were a few belts, or tawses like the one that had been used on him so painfully, along with several crook handled canes. Mr Harrison took a cane out and handed it to David. “Look son, you’re not going to tell your father, just as I am not, so here is what happens. I engage in some spanking play with a few other lads and they come here occasionally for a spanking or caning. In your case, you are in my charge and as and when you deserve it I shall spank you, use a tawse and possibly cane you. However, as you found out two weeks ago, I do not do that in a fainthearted way, and when I thrash a lad I do it for real. It’s the best way, you see.”
David was inspecting one of the canes, and swished it a few times, much to the amusement of Mr Harrison. “I wonder what that feels like?” said David.
Mr Harrison said, “I will reject the temptation of saying you can try it now David!” Then seeing the look on the lodger’s face added, “But I tell you what, I will give you one stroke so you have an idea if you want.” Rather too eagerly David agreed and Mr Harrison told him to, “Drop your trousers and bend across that table.” David obeyed and soon felt his pants being pulled down. Nothing was said and a tap on his bottom told him the stroke was coming soon and then WHAAAAP and a sting went through his bottom that made him yell and stand up to rub his bottom!
Mr Harrison laughed and added, “So you now know and perhaps will avoid it in the future.”
Over the next few weeks, the events of that day were mentioned a few times, but never in much detail. Eventually David asked, “Mr Harrison?”
“Please tell me again, what kind of things would I be spanked for?”
Mr Harrison put his book down and eyed David curiously, “For swearing, lateness, bad behaviour, just like I told you before. But you have been good David, that spanking taught you and I think the fear of the cane helped?”
You said other boys visit you, Why do they come?”
“They come because they feel they need discipline. Some it helps to lead a good life and others just need it.”
“What, what if I felt I needed that Mr Harrison?”
Mr Harrison looked and smiled and said, “If that is ever the case then you will come to me, call me Uncle Harry and tell me why you need it. But be warned David…you know at first hand what I can do.”
Two sleepless nights later, David entered the lounge just after 7pm, “Uncle Harry?”
Mr Harrison looked up from his paper with a stern expression, “Yes what do you want?”
A nervous David stuttered out, “I feel I need some discipline in my life Uncle.”
“Ah, you took your time. And what kind of discipline do you need then?”
David had expected Uncle Harry to take over and just get on with it, so was taken aback. “I feel I need to be spanked and belted again, Uncle Harry.”
“Right then,” Uncle replied.
Then with a rush of blood to the head, David spurted out, “And caned please, Uncle.”
“You want caned as well, do you David?”
“Yes, I think so Uncle. Yes I do.”
They both went to the spare room and Uncle Harry drew out the hard backed chair. “Right then, you know the drill, strip down to your pants!” David did as instructed and was soon stood shaking with a tent pole in his pants. Uncle Harry came over to David and stood in front of him. “You’re a brave lad for asking me to cane you and spank and tawse you. Well you’re going to find that Mr Sympathetic I am not!” At that he led David to the chair, sat down and pulled his pants down exposing a rampant cock. “Aye lad, I know what you are thinking about. You are thinking about the afters last time, but believe me there is a lot of starters and main course first! He was pulled over and a spanking was administered that made him yell and apologise and all those things you say under such circumstances. He was then taken to the bedroom and laid on the bed and given a real roasting with the tawse. He bucked and jumped and got 24 strokes over his arse and back of legs before being allowed up and sent to wait in the other spare room.
When Uncle arrived he had left David standing for 20 minutes and found him still erect and up for an adventure. Ignoring this he ordered David to, “Bend across that desk and hold tight. You have twelve strokes coming and no doubt you will jump up, but for every time you do, or or if you swear, I will add another two strokes.” David bent over the desk preparing for the worst…and it arrived soon after. He yelled and stood after that first stroke and his even-tempered Uncle shouted at him, “Get back over that table David and remember YOU ASKED FOR THE CANE! We can be here all night if you want.”
The second stroke caused him to yell louder and the third the same. By the time he had taken the first six he was sobbing and regretting everything, but scared to get back up. The next six strokes covered his entire bottom and the tears just flowed. There were still the two extra strokes and these were placed on the top of his legs, just under the bottom. David howled and cried loudly.
“Now David stand up and go have a bath then get into bed.”
“But Uncle it’s just gone 8pm!”
“Don’t disobey me David! You want treated like a naughty lad then your bedtime is as soon as you have been thrashed.”
David trooped off and ran a bath and when he entered the burning of his bottom and the water almost brought new tears. His Uncle entered the bathroom and helped him wash and then tenderly dried him before taking him to his room. “No need for PJ’s tonight,” he said, and David got into bed. Uncle produced some lotion and soothed David’s bottom the way he had done before, and then he cupped the lad’s balls and started to rub his hard young cock. “Was it worth it David?” Uncle asked.
“I think it will be Uncle Harry,” a sheepish David replied.
“Did the cane do what you expected? You were ever so eager to sample it.”
“Oh yes, Uncle Harry! It was worse than I imagined…but at the same time it feels lovely now.”
“Good David,” said his Uncle and continued applying the lotion. His fingers slid between David’s now opening legs and probed delicately at his anus only to find David actively pushing back and forcing the finger to enter.
”Is this what good boys get after a caning Uncle?” smiled David.
“It’s a special after a caning, David.”
David arched backwards to push further back on the finger and allow his Uncle’s other hand to grasp his throbbing cock. “That is most of my fantasies completed Uncle, thank you.”
His Uncle stood up with a smile, and with a “Shoosh!” to David started to undress himself in the full gaze of the lad. David had eyes for the hairy manly cock that stood erect before him and as his Uncle guided his hand to it. For the first time, David was touching another man’s cock.
“Did you mean what you said about being used David?”
“Oh yes Uncle! Yes I did!”
“And do you want all your fantasies to become reality?”
David blushed a deeper red than before and whispered, “Please Uncle, I do.”
“Then hand me what is in the top drawer over there.”
David opened the drawer and took out a foil-wrapped condom. He knew all his dreams were about to come true.
To Be Continued…
D I S C L A I M E R
All characters appearing in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real businesses or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Story © MMXVI by David Stewart, used here by very kind permission
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