A Decree Of Discipline


by Cub4U2 <Cub4U2@msn.com>

Warning: the following contains graphic exposition of Dominance/submission, bondage, severe corporal punishment, sadomasochism and homo_s_e_x_ual themes. It is intended for the education and entertainment of legal adults. If you are under the age of majority in your country/state/municipality of residence and/or if these topics are offensive

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A DECREE OF DISCIPLINE

by Cub4U2 Todd sat, trembling as he read the document his lawyer had handed him. "I know right now it doesn't look that way, Todd," lawyer Steve Kessel said, "But you're lucky -- Judge

Parker didn't have to give you this chance to avoid jail."

"This sounds worse than jail to me!" the frightened young man responded. "Trust me, Todd. You're -- well, let's just say you're a goodlooking kid, and you might find some of the older men in jail would want to be very, um, friendly to you. A lot more

friendly than you'd want...." the lawyer trailed off in embarrassment. The dark-haired 18-year-old flushed. He knew what went on in prison. Yet he could still

hardly believe his eyes as he read the document.

CONSENT TO CORPORAL PUNISHMENT

WAIVER OF RIGHTS TO REDRESS I, the undersigned defendant, having been duly convicted of the offense(s) with which I am charged, herewith freely consent to submit to corporal punishment as ordered by the Court, as punishment for my offense(s) and as a full and final discharge of the debt to

society I therefore incurred. The Court sentences the undersigned defendant to corporal punishment in the following

manner: PADDLING
This punishment shall consist of a series of strokes with a paddle on the undersigned defendant's buttocks, to be administered by a duly appointed officer or deputy of the court. The punishment will be witnessed by the presiding judge, the bailiff of the court, and one other witness chosen by the defendant. Defendant may waive his right to have present a witness of his own choosing. Defendant further gives his full consent to the use of reasonable restraint if it is deemed necessary by the presiding judge before or during the

administration of this punishment. Defendant herewith waives any and all rights to redress respecting this punishment, including civil litigation in any form, and agrees to hold harmless and free of liability in perpetuity the presiding judge, administering officer, witness(es), and the municipality,

county and state for any damages whether physical, financial, emotional or other. SIGNED this day in the County of ____________, State of _____________, April 30,

1997. Witness my hand and seal_____________________________(notary)

Signed,__________________________________________________(defendant)

"I still can't believe he's sentencing me to a spanking!" Todd burst out angrily. "Todd, he isn't. This is your choice, he told you that," the lawyer sighed impatiently. "You can refuse this, but the alternative is a year in jail. This will be over in a half hour,

tops, however much it might hurt at the time." The handsome youth sat staring at the document sullenly. "You know, Todd, if you choose jail over this, you'd better remember that someone's likely to find out you were charged under the racial intimidation laws," lawyer Kessel continued. "There are quite a few African-American men in the county prison, and they might not like some of the

names you called that old lady."

That settled it for Todd. He hadn't meant to use that word; it just slipped out in the heat of anger. But the idea that black men in prison with him might find out he'd said it to an old woman......!!! Todd picked up the pen from the table and hastily scrawled his signature on the bottom of the punishment decree. "You've made the right decision, young man," the lawyer assured Todd. He turned and tapped on the glass partition to signal the guard, and handed the uniformed man the signed consent form when he opened

the door.

"Wait here," the guard said. Within minutes, he returned. "Sentence to be carried out

immediately, the judge says," the guard informed Todd gruffly. "Come with me."

The handsome youth paled in surprise; he hadn't expected the punishment to happen right away! Resignedly, he stood up and followed the guard out of the room and down a long

corridor to the heavy polished-oak door of the judge's chambers.

At the guard's knock, a voice inside ordered "Come in." The uniformed man opened the door for Todd, ushered the young man inside, then turned and left the room, closing the

door behind him.

The judge was sitting behind his massive desk, a stern expression on his lined face. Next to him stood a tall, husky uniformed police officer. Todd gulped -- the officer was black,

and he was grinning.

"Well, young man, you know why you're here?" the judge demanded. "Y - yes, your honor," the youth replied. "Well, then, let's get our business over with; I haven't got all day to spend in chambers," Judge Parker said, opening a drawer and taking out a paddle, which he handed to the black policeman. Todd's apprehension decreased somewhat when he saw the paddle -- it was a fairly small instrument, oval with a straight handle, and apparently made of leather. That can't hurt much, the young man thought. Little did he

know how wrong he was!

The black officer sat down in a straight-backed chair that had been placed in the center of the room, spreading his legs. "Now, young man, prepare yourself and assume the position over Officer Frederick's knees," the judge ordered Todd. The youth flushed -- he hadn't realized he'd be expected to bend over the cop's knees like a small child. He stepped forward and began to place himself across the officer's lap, when the judge barked "No,

you young fool, not like that!"

Todd straightened up in surprise. "This is what you told me to do, your Honor," the clean-cut young man said with confusion. Judge Parker shook his head in exasperation.

"Haven't you ever been spanked, my boy?" the judge demanded.

"Well, no, sir," Todd answered. "I might have known," the judge snapped, "If you'd been spanked properly and often enough, you wouldn't be in my courtroom!" He gave an exaggerated sigh. "Take off your pants and your underwear, and hang them on the

coatrack, then bend over for Officer Frederick to paddle you," Judge Parker ordered.

Todd turned white with shock. "Wha...? On my bare...? No! NO!" the boy shouted, his knees shaking. "I didn't agree to that!" he yelled in anger and astonishment. Judge Parker plucked the top sheet of paper from a pile on his desk and perused it. "Well, young man, it clearly states right here on the decree you signed that you will receive your punishment

on the buttocks -- not on the seat of your trousers!"

"But -- I just assumed -- no one said anything about taking my pants off!" the young man babbled. "Well, then I guess you've also learned another important lesson here today; never make assumptions," Judge Parker said with a thin smile. "Now take off your pants

and underwear," he ordered again.

"I won't do it!" Todd yelled furiously at the judge. Judge Parker _c_o_c_k_ed an eyebrow at

the defiant youth. "Officer Frederick, do your duty," he said evenly.

In a flash the muscular officer was out of his chair. As he crossed the short distance to Todd, he slipped his baton from his belt -- a quick, just-hard-enough tap of the baton to the back of the boy's knees and Todd was immediately face-down on the floor, struggling against the officer who instantly crouched on top of him. Quickly the policeman brought first Todd's right hand, then his left behind his back and snapped the handcuffs on the

youth's wrists.

Officer Frederick hooked his hand in the back of Todd's belt and hauled the shouting youth bodily up off the floor, then dragged him across the room and pushed him roughly against the wall. Todd struggled as he felt the officer's hand reach around and begin to unfasten his belt and trousers! "Stop! Stop! HELP!" the flushed young man shouted wildly. "You be quiet unless you want me to gag you, too," the policeman snarled. Within seconds, he had Todd's fly unzipped as well and the boy's tan chinos slithered down his legs to pool around his ankles. Todd shuddered in fear as he felt the man's thick fingers slide inside the back of his white briefs, tugging them down with one powerful

yank so they joined his pants around his ankles.

Holding Todd by the collar of his shirt, the strapping policeman dragged the half-naked youth over to the straightbacked chair and seated himself. "Bend over, boy!" he commanded. "I won't do it, you can't make me!" Todd shouted. "Oh yeah? Watch me, punk!" the black cop snarled. His arm shot out toward the young man's groin, and Todd stiffened in stunned surprise as the officer's brawny hand grasped the youth's hanging scrotum in a tight grip. Relentlessly, Officer Frederick tugged downward on that most sensitive part of Todd's anatomy -- the boy's body followed helplessly until he was lying

face down across the policeman's spread knees.

Officer Frederick gazed down at the young man's smooth white bare buttocks, helplessly upthrust for the paddling he was about to administer. He picked up the oval leather paddle, and glanced at the judge, who nodded his approval. The black cop raised the paddle high above his head, and brought it down with all the force he could command from his muscular arm, slamming the paddle across the boy's rounded, naked rearend with

a sound like a gunshot!

CARRRRAAACCKKK!!!

Todd heard the earsplitting crack of the paddle -- and a second later, a searing inferno of pain exploded in his bare asscheeks! "YYYEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAOOOOOWWWWW!!!" the youth screamed, flailing wildly on the cop's knees as his ass sizzled with the molten glow of the first stroke of the

paddle.

Again the husky officer raised his arm and smashed the limber, weighty paddle squarely

across the thick rounded swells of Todd's bared bottom, just above the youth's thighs.

TTHHWWAAAAAAAAACKKKKK!!! "OOOWWWWWWWOOOOAAAHHHHHHHOOWWWW!!!" Todd yowled in anguish, the second stroke of the paddle seeming to scorch twice as fiercely as the first! Tears of pain and humiliation welled up in the young man's eyes and overflowed to stream down his

cheeks and drip onto the floor.

As Officer Frederick continued to robustly paddle Todd's writhing, reddening bare behind, he shifted his hand subtly beneath the twisting, howling youth, careful to avoid the judge's notice. He was determined to humiliate the foul-mouthed boy for the filthy word said to a defenseless old woman! The cop wrapped his left hand, slick with Todd's ball-sweat,

frmly around the young man's limp _c_o_c_k_ and began rhythmically fondling it.

CARAAACKK!!! WHAAACCKKK!!! WHAAAACCKKK!!!

Todd's behind was afire with the blistering sizzle of the harsh paddling. On and on it continued, Officer Frederick covering the youth's exposed, defenseless buttocks with one forceful whack after another. Bawling and bellowing as his asscheeks were furiously roasted, Todd was aware of nothing but the wildfire raging in his scarlet backside. Officer Frederick, meanwhile, felt the young man's _c_o_c_k_ lengthen and harden under his devious

manipulation, until he now held Todd's fully-erect, pulsing shaft in his massaging grip.

WHHAAAPPP!!! WWHHAAAAACKKKK!!! THWAAAAPPP!!!

Judge Parker glanced at his watch; the officer had been paddling the young offender for nearly ten solid minutes. He looked up again, noting the flailing youth's dark-crimson buttocks marked and welted with angry splotches of purple, and decided he would signal Officer Frederick to stop the punishment in one more minute. Just then, to his surprise, the squalling young man bellowed a half-strangled shrieking moan, and Officer Frederick

inexplicably stopped the paddling.

"What's wrong, Officer?" The judge snapped. He'd given no signal to halt the punishment! "He shot on me, your Honor," the grimacing black policeman replied. "What?" Judge parker demanded, puzzled. "I said he shot on me -- he ejaculated on me,

your Honor," Officer Frederick answered.

"WHAT?!?" the judge shouted, outraged and disgusted. "NEVER in all my years...!!!" Judge Parker trailed off, his face purpling with anger. "Stand him up!" he ordered. The husky cop dutifully stood, bringing Todd to his feet as well and holding the sobbing boy up, his trousers and briefs still pooled around his ankles. There, clearly visible on the officer's uniform were the dark, shiny stains of Todd's semen. More of the glistening fluid spattered the young man's smooth belly, and a few drops even dribbled from the purplish

tip of his still-rigid _c_o_c_k_.

"What kind of a demented, depraved pervert are you?!?" Judge Parker roared at the crying youth. "Look at that mess! Do you know that uniform has to be cleaned at taxpayer expense!?!" the judge foamed on. "Unfasten those cuffs and bring him over here, officer!"

the judge ordered, standing up from his desk.

The muscular cop took the cuffs off of Todd's wrists and half-dragged the youth, shuffling in his lowered trousers, over to the judge's desk. "Put the cuffs through the center handle on my desk drawer and cuff him bent over the desk, officer! This young deviate is about

to get a taste of the strap!" Judge Parker snarled. "NO, P-PLEASE SIR!!!" Todd begged. "H-HE MADE M-ME!!" the boy accused,

hiccupping through his sobs. "Is that true, officer?" the judge demanded. "No, your Honor," the sturdy cop replied

with an expressionless face. The judge slapped his palm down on the desk, exasperated. "Cuff him down!" he

ordered. In moments Todd, struggle though he might, was securely cuffed to the drawer handle on the far side of the desk, his arms stretched out tightly and his hips resting on the edge of the desk. His glowing, welted bare backside twisted from side to side as he tried in vain to shield the acutely sore, blistered globes from the strap to come. "Take off your belt, officer. A dozen licks with the strap may change our young delinquent's mind about

enjoying punishment!" the judge commanded. Officer Frederick unsnapped his holstered pistol and baton from the broad, heavy black leather belt, hoping the judge wouldn't notice that he too now sported a massive erection beneath his damp uniform trousers and boxer shorts, soaked with the young man's copious ejaculation! The cop had no _s_e_x_ual interest in Todd, or in any other male -- his wife's almost continuously sore, tender pussy could attest to that! -- but the feeling of power, of justice, of mastery and control over this sobbing punk was so strong it WAS _s_e_x_ual. He

unbuckled the belt and drew it, hissing softly, out of the loops on his uniform pants.

"Go ahead," the judge ordered. The husky cop wrapped a single turn of supple leather around his fist, then, twisting back, he raised the strap and brought it whistling down across Todd's already-welted, bruised

bare bottom. sssssssssssssssssTTTTTHHHHWWWAAAAAAAAPPP!!! "AAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!" Todd shrieked, unbelievable agony detonating

across his ass as the strap bit fiercely into his tormented flesh. Breathing heavily with sweat beading on his brow, the muscular officer raised his arm to deliver another vicious stroke with the strap -- and another -- and another! With each stroke, the twisting of his body rubbed the supersensitive head of his enormous _c_o_c_k_

against the inside of his slippery, come-soaked boxers. Todd kicked and flailed wildly, screaming hoarsely with each torturous lick of the strap. This was pain more intense than any he'd imagined -- his bared asscheeks felt as if they

were actually alight with flames! As he raised the strap for the twelfth stroke, Officer Frederick felt his orgasm coming, inescapable, unstoppable. He clenched his teeth against any outcry as he slashed the strap down for the last time against Todd's crimson-striped naked ass, and felt the semen boil up in his balls, the rush of intense heat and ecstasy in his groin -- under his uniform trousers his massive _c_o_c_k_ jerked and twitched as he gushed jet after jet of steaming cum into his boxers. He tossed the strap aside onto the chair, his cheat heaving from the powerful and

indescribably glorious pleasure of his orgasmic release.

Judge Parker nodded and pursed his lips as he surveyed Todd's welted, bruised, purple bare asscheeks. He could almost feel the heat of the glowing mounds radiating onto his face as he viewed the result of the young man's punishment. "A job well done, officer," he announced with satisfaction. "I don't think we'll see this young man in here again!"

The End


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