In-Store Spanking


by Clansmanchris <CLANSMANCHRIS2002@YAHOO.CO.UK>

Robert, the 25 year-old Assistant Night Manager at the supermarket where I recently started work as a Night General Assistant, was furious with Calum, an 18 year-old worker, for leaving large amounts of waste cardboard and plastic on the floor of his aisle whilst replenishing some stock, and ordered Calum into the Store Managers office.

Standing just 5 8" tall, Calum looked sheepish as he followed Robert into the Managers office. At 6 6" tall, Robert towered above everyone who worked in the store.

"Have you got a moment Chris" Robert called to me as I was filling a freezer.

"Yeah, give me a minute or two to finish getting this case of chicken out and Ill be with you", I called back.

"Ill be in Matts office", Robert called back as he walked past.

"Okay! Two ticks", I shouted back.

I quickly finished putting half a dozen frozen chickens into the freezer and cleared away my unused cardboard before making my way to the Store Managers Office where Robert was already talking to Calum with the door closed. I knocked on the glass-paneled door.

"Come in Chris" Robert called from within. I opened the door and stepped inside. "Thanks Mate" he said, "I was just reminding Young Calum here of the importance of keeping his aisle clear for the umpteenth time, and not leaving waste cardboard and cellophane lying on the floor in case someone slips on it and has an accident, but I dont seem to be getting through to him, so I thought I may try the conventional method of doing so".

"What do you mean the conventional method" Calum asked nervously.

"Youll see" said Robert, "Is that okay with you Chris"?

"Fine" I replied. "Youre leading the shift after all, not me, what do you want me to do"?

"Would you mind staying here to act as a lookout in case anyone should spot what Im doing"?

"No; thats fine with me" I said. "Do you want me to wait outside and give you a shout if anyone comes"?

"You can if you wish or you can stay here and keep watch. You can keep one eye out through the window of the door and give me a shout if anyone comes and another on Calum here as I remind him again of the importance of keeping his aisle free of litter; its up to you"!

Calum was a cute-looking kid who I knew, from speaking with him in the staff canteen a few days earlier, played soccer for the village football team, and judging from the tight trousers he always wore to work had a very _f_u_c_k_able arse somewhere beneath them. I was anxious to see if Robert would spank him bare, as me and Robert were at school.

"Ill stay here then if thats okay with you" I said.

"I thought you would, judging from what you said to me last Wednesday" Robert said winking at me. I looked at him puzzled. "You know, when we were talking about our schooldays"?!

"Oh yes of course, silly me! Sorry Robert, I couldnt think what you meant at first", I said remembering how, when talking with Robert on a previous occasion about the lack of discipline most youngsters appear to have these days, we each had shared our experiences of being spanked at home and in school. Like me (who was eleven years older than Robert), Robert had attended an all-boys grammar school unlike Calum who had attended a co-educational comprehensive .... long after corporal punishment had been abolished.

Robert smiled at me before turning to Calum. "Okay boy, if Ive told you once, Ive told you umpteen times to keep your aisle clear, but you dont seem to want to listen so perhaps I need to try an alternative method of reminding you" he told him, "now drop your trousers".

"You what" asked Calum.

"You heard me! Drop your trousers" said Robert firmly, "or you will force me to invoke the formal disciplinary procedure and as Matt [the Store Manager] is keen to dismiss anyone who isnt up to scratch at the moment he will be only too keen to review whether you should keep your job or not when I advise him I have had to resort to giving you a formal warning after repeatedly telling you to clear up your rubbish as you go".

Anxious to keep his job, Calum looked at me without saying a word and reluctantly pulled down his navy polyester trousers. He was wearing snowy white cotton briefs underneath which complimented his well-defined slightly-tanned thighs admirably.

"Nice legs" Robert said smiling, "its a pity we dont make pretty boys like you wear shorts. It may make up for the crap pay we get here and the lousy hours some of us have to work to pay our mortgages! Now drop your underpants so I can see if your _c_o_c_k_ and your arse is as pretty".

"No way" replied Calum angrily.

"Do you want me to invoke the formal disciplinary procedure against you"?

"No" answered Calum.

"Do you want to lose your job"?

"No", the boy answered.

"Then do as youre told or I will advise Matt that, in addition to being an untidy little bitch, you willfully disobeyed my orders. Now get those pants down boy"!

Again Calum looked at me without saying anything before reluctantly pulling down his underpants. Boy, was he hot!

"Nice, very nice" Robert said as he glanced up and down at the youth. "I dont know what he looks like from behind Chris, but Young Calum certainly looks good from here".

"Not bad" I said smiling.

"Turn around so Chris can have a look at your bits and I can have a look at your arse" James ordered.

"_f_u_c_k_ Me" Calum exclaimed angrily as he turned to face me. I eyed him up and down and almost immediately noticed he was circumcised.

"I can if you want me to" Robert said, "Mmmm .... nice, very nice! Now get over my knee" he told Calum.

"Youre not going to spank me" replied Calum.

"I most certainly am" Robert snapped. "I told you I would use the conventional method of getting through to you; now do as youre told or, as I said earlier, lose your job"!

Calum reluctantly bent over Roberts knee. Robert pushed Calums head down towards the floor and pulled Calums shirt up exposing his lower back and his _f_u_c_k_able little butt and wrapped his left arm round Calums waist before holding the boys right arm up his back out of the way of protecting his arse. From where I was standing I had a good view of Calums _c_o_c_k_ which hung between Roberts thighs. With his left arm sandwiched between him and Robert, Calum was no longer able to move.

"No-one coming" Robert asked me.

I glanced through the window in the door. "No" I said.

"Okay" Robert said smiling at me. "Lets see if this does the trick"!

With that, he raised his right hand high above his shoulder before bringing it down with an almighty crack against Calums arse. Again and again he spanked the boy, all-over his backside, sometimes two or three times on the same spot before smacking another part of the boys butt.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

After twenty hard smacks Calum started to sob; after forty he was crying like a baby. Robert stopped spanking the boy and rubbed Calums butt for a couple of minutes before probing between his bum-cheeks and inside his rectum with his finger. I was so mesmerized watching Calums arse turn fire engine red that I forgot to keep watch outside. "Still okay outside" Robert asked me.

I again glanced through the window in the door. No-one was in sight. "Sorry" I replied, "youre distracting me or rather Calums arse is .... All clear"!

"Okay, here we go", Robert said as he reached underneath Calums front and played with Calums _c_o_c_k_-and-balls for a few moments before resuming his spanking, harder than before.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The more Calum cried and begged Robert to stop, the harder Robert seemed to spank him, primarily across the boys arse but with the odd smack across the back of Calums thighs to unnerve him. It was clear that Robert had a very firm hand and was a seasoned spanker! Just watching Calum squirm over Roberts knee made my _c_o_c_k_ hard and twitch against the inside of my underpants as I recalled how I had been punished by my Games Master at school in a similar manner to that which Robert had spanked and finger-_f_u_c_k_ed Calum. After a further forty blistering smacks Robert stopped to rub and finger Calums butt a second time. My _c_o_c_k_ started to ooze pre-cum just thinking how much better it would be were Robert to be spanking me or were I to be spanking Calum: so much so that I was tempted to keep my own aisle untidy in the hope that Robert would indeed spank and finger-_f_u_c_k_ me as hard as he did Calum!

"Am I getting through to you boy" Robert snapped.

"Y.... Y.... Yes", wept Calum.

"Are you going to keep your aisle clear in future", Robert asked.

"Y.... Y.... Yes", wailed the boy, "please no more Robert .... I cant take any more".

"What do you think Chris" Robert asked me. "Have a feel and let me know what you think"? I gently rubbed Calums red, hot and sore butt and also took the liberty of probing between his bum-cheeks and inside his rectum with my finger as Robert again fondled Calums _c_o_c_k_-and-balls. Calums tight virgin hole was almost as awesome as his legs. "Do you think Im getting through to him", Robert asked me.

"Maybe" I said, "but if I were you Id insist he calls you Sir when you spank him and that you either give him the belt or use that ruler on the desk next to you to make sure you get through to him. No pain, no lesson learnt was my old Games Masters adage" I said. "You can borrow my belt if you wish".

"Good thinking Batman" exclaimed Robert.

"No" wailed Calum, "leave me alone you _f_u_c_k_ing queers"!

"Mind your language boy or else" replied Robert mercilessly. "I will borrow your belt if thats okay Chris".

"Sure" I said, as I unfastened my belt and pulled it through the loops of my trousers before folding it in two and passing it to Robert. "You may want to also gag him with this so he doesnt draw attention to himself" I added, passing Robert a clean cotton handkerchief from my pocket.

"Thanks Chris" Robert said, "I knew I could rely on you to be prepared. Matt is thinking about creating a second Assistant Night Managers position to help cover for Steve [the Night Manager] when Im not around. If and when he does, Ill tell Matt to give you first refusal if you like".

"Ill see" I said, "Im in no rush to do any team-leading at the moment. With no disrespect to you or Steve, my main reason for changing jobs was that I wanted a break from team-leading".

"What did you say you did before coming here" Robert asked as he stuffed my handkerchief inside Calums mouth and hand-slapped the boy hard across the back of his head a couple of times.

"I was a team-leader in a residential home" I said, "there were a couple of staff there who, like Young Calum here, could have done with a spanking to keep them in-line".

"And a couple of the residents I expect" laughed Robert as he hand-slapped Calum across the back of his head a third time, harder than before, causing the boy to bang his forehead against the floor. Calum gave a muted yelp with the pain. "Stop whining you little _s_h_i_t_", Robert snapped at him.

"Not really" I said, "I was working with physically handicapped adults as opposed to children or troublesome teenagers. Had I been working in a boys home it would have been different. Certainly had I worked in the latter and Calum had been a resident I wouldnt have hesitated to put him over my knee with his pants down or, better still, stark bollock naked"!

Robert smiled approvingly. "Think it over Chris and let me know. Ill keep you posted if Matt says anymore to me about the new position. If he does and youre interested let me know and Ill put in a good word for you as, from what he said at the last managers meeting, I know he will ideally want to promote internally rather than appoint someone from outside to do the job, and from what Ive seen of your work in the short time you have been here you have all the makings of a good manager. In the meantime Calum, mention anything that has taken place in here today to anyone and Ill make sure you are sacked; understood?! Calum nodded to indicate assent. With that, Robert struck Calum twenty times with the belt, twelve times across his arse (ten with the folded strap and twice with the buckle end of the belt) and a further four times across the back of each thigh halfway between his arse and his knee, with the strap, ensuring that each of the twenty strokes was hard enough to mark, but not break, the boys skin.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"There" Robert said smiling, "what was it we used to say at school Chris, naughty boys get bottom marks?! All your mates in the village footie team will know when they see your arse and the back of your legs youve been a naughty boy, only theyre not going to find out from whom you received your well-deserved spanking are they Calum", he asked removing my handkerchief from Calums mouth.

"No" the boy wept.

"Good! Okay, you can go", Robert said as he unwrapped his hand from around Calums waist. "Pull your things up and get back to your aisle and do some work you lazy little bitch! If I have to remind you again about clearing away any rubbish or keeping your aisle tidy you wont just get twenty strokes with the belt, and next time I think we will bend you over the desk with your legs spread apart so I can get a better swing at your arse. It will hurt more then and with a bit of luck the strap may even hit the back of your balls as it wraps inside your thighs for good measure".

Calum stood up and rubbed his butt for a couple of minutes before pulling up his underpants and trousers without saying a word whilst Robert handed me back my belt and handkerchief.

"Er Calum, have you anything else to say for yourself" Robert said as he was about to leave the office.

"S.... S.... Sorry" sobbed Calum, "it wont happen again".

"I hope it wont for your sake" replied Robert, "now thank Chris for the loan of his belt and handkerchief.

"Thanks Chris", Calum sobbed.

"Any time Pretty Boy", I said before turning to Robert. "You know, I think I may ask you to have a word with Matt about making me the Second Assistant Night Manager after all, if only so I can put Young Calum over my knee". I glanced at Calum as I continued "As you said Robert, its only a pity we dont make pretty boys like Young Calum here wear shorts as part of their uniform; after all, whats good enough for football is good enough for stacking shelves – its all physical exercise – still, I hope this wont be the last time we get to see his arse and his legs! Who knows? Play your cards right, and next time I may get to play with your _c_o_c_k_-and-balls"? Turning to Robert I added "I was never very good at ball-games at school but Calums balls are one pair I would like to become more familiar with, if only to improve my eye-hand co-ordination"!

"Theyre a bit meatier than those bloody chickens you were playing with earlier" Robert chuckled, "and I bet the little slags _c_o_c_k_ tastes better than those cheap drumsticks you were replenishing earlier too; do you Chrissie Boy?! Okay Calum, bugger off"!

With that, Calum left the office and I put my belt back on. "Thanks for asking me to help Robert" I said, "I had better get back on the shop-floor myself before the rest of the frozen food defrosts and the customers, revolting peasants that they are, die of food poisoning"!

"Dont worry about that" Robert said, "you dont have to thank me, it is me who should thank you for your help. Im only doing my job. Have no fears Chris, Ill find some excuse to have Calum back in here in a week or two so we can give him another spanking. We cant let an arse as good as his suffer from neglect can we?! Perhaps next time we will spank him naked as you suggest and you can help me spank him".


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