I, Babysitter - Part 18


by Sawyer

Gavin picked up my slipper from the side of the bed.

"You know what this is for, dontcha, you bad little boy!" he said, snidely, before asking,. "Am I doing it right? No chit-chat, huh!!"

"Ohhh, no!" I said, looking at the slipper. "Please, Gavin! I-I-I've had enough.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he said, bringing it down fast and hard.

SMACK! SMACK!

"That's what they all say, Matty!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"NO MORE! NOOOOOOO! PLEASE GAVIN!!!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Oh, there's plenty more of this, Matt!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"OOOOH HOOOOO! HOOOOO! HOOOOO!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"You are such a bad little man!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"OOOOOOOOOH P-P-P-P-P-P-P-PLEEEEEASE!!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"You're not so tough when you are getting paddled, are you?"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"OOOOOOOOOOF! OOOH! OOOOH!!!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"It's going to be a long time before you're going to be sitting anywhere!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"I'M SORRY! PLEEEEASE GAVIN! OOOOOH!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"That's it! Just let it all out!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!! SMACK!!

"Crying is sort of a confession and submission," he laughed."

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"NO MORE! OOOOOOOH! I'LL BE GOOD! HONEST!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Don't make promises you can't keep, little mister!" he said, with a tribute to my aunt.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"PLEEEEEE-EEEEE-EEEEAASE STOOOOOP! OOOOOH!"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Ok, Ok, Ok," he said, putting the slipper down. "I guess you've had enough of that."

"Th-thank you," I said quietly between the sobs.

"Don't thank me just yet, naughty boy!" he said with a giggle, as he raised his hand high again. "Remember what you said....practice does make perfect!!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Just think of me as your daddy driving a car!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"HOOOO! HOOOOO! HOOOOO! OOOOOOOH!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Cept this steering wheel is really red, dude!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"OOOOOONNNNNNOONNONO!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

The pain was so much . My butt was clinching and unclenching at a fever pitch, to no avail.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"OOOOOOH! OOOOH! OOOOH! OOOOH! HOOOOOOOOO!!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I cried and cried and showed no shame at all.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I wanted....I needed Gavin to know what a good job he was doing.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"HOOOO! HOOOOO! HOOOOO! OOOOOOOH!"

SPANK! SPANK!

"Dude," he sighed in the middle of the pounding.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!!

"I could do this all day."

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"OOOOOONNNNNNOONNONO!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"Oh, yeah," he practically cooed.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"OOOOOOH! OOOOH! OOOOH! OOOOH! HOOOOOOOOO!!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"I am doing SUCH a good job!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"HOOOO! HOOOOO! HOOOOO! OOOOOOOH!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"No need to thank me now," he said softly.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"OOOOH!!!!!P-P-P-PLLLEEEEAAAANNNNOOOOO!!!"

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

"You crying is all the thanks I need."

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I could tell, his serenity had set in....it wouldn't be much longer now.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I was limp by the last time he finished me off.

SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!

I was told to go stand in the corner for a half-hour, while he went and watched television. I did so slowly, and shivered and cried and prayed that my erection would go down quickly. I was so humiliated. Thank god I had "cleaned my pipes" before going over his knee. That would have been awful if he had made me spurt again by beating me raw!

I was still crying when the thirty minutes had gone by. He told me I could lie on my bed, as he went and got a cold cloth to put on my butt so that some of the heat would cool it off.

"There, there," he said, quite soothingly. I was really feeling like a little baby being pampered by my Daddy - I didn't even want to look at him. Here I was, about two months from turning 15, and I was being spanked like I was five. And by the kid I was suppose to be taking care, no less!

Another hour past, and I put my clothes back on. Even though more and more pubic hairs were coming in down there, modesty had been chucked out the window when it came to being punished by Gavin. Dad made sure of that from the very start! Anyway, once I was dressed I silently walked Gavin to his home just as his Mom drove in the driveway. I was just too ashamed, and he was too smug.

"Hey there you two rascals!" she said with a laugh. Gavin smirked at her. For some reason I never saw much affection between the two of them.'

"Mom," Gavin asked. "Can I spend the night over at Matt's?" I had actually forgotten about the invitation. I wasn't too keen on it now, to be honest.

"We'll see," she said. "We'll ask your father to see if well....you know...." She then looked at me, as Gav turned away. "We'll see." What in the hell did that mean?

"Ok," he sighed. His goofy smile was still there, almost two hours later!

"Matt, would you like to come in for some ice-cream," she pointed at the container sticking out of her Shopper's Food Warehouse grocery bag.

"He needs to go home," Gavin said, picking up a bag. "Dontcha, Matty?"

I really didn't NEED to, but obviously Gavin didn't want me coming inside. "Yeah, I need to go." I said, as I cleared my throat.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Matt," Gav said with a cute little wave.

"Yeah," I said with hoarseness in my throat. I really wanted to go back home and lay on my stomach – simply walking around in those underpants and slacks really hurt.

"Was he a good boy?" Gavin's mother asked before I escaped. Both Gav and I got the old "bug eyes" when we heard that.

"Yeah," I said to her. "He's always a good kid."

"Oh, good," she said, patting him on the head. "I know he loves staying the day with you."

I bet he does!

"You are such a wonderful influence on him, Matt," she continued. "He just seems so much calmer now."

I bet he does!

She looked into the baby blues of her little blond angel. "In fact, I've told all of my friends what an excellent babysitter you are," she continued. "I wouldn't be surprised if you got some more business!"

Oh no!


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