The Ticket, Part 2


by Rolf <Badchris@usa.net>

Matthew thought back to the day he got the ticket........

It had started out as a normal day. Rolf heading out the door leaving Matthew with chores to do and the threat of punishment if they were not completed to Rolf's satisfaction. Rolf was an architect, while Matthew tended bar on an occasional basis. They were throwing the weekly poker party at their house tonight, and Rolf told Matthew to get the place cleaned up, and get the supplies they needed from the store. When Rolf left at 8:00 am, Matthew decided he didn't need to start cleaning yet, since he had at least until 4:00 before Rolf might come home. Matthew had a movie he wanted to see, so he stuck it in the VCR and settled down for some tv time. When the first movie ended, another good one was starting on the movie channel, and heck, it was only 10:30, still plenty of time to get things ready. Halfway through the movie, Matthew fell asleep. He awoke at 1:30 to the ringing of the phone.

"Hello" Matt said a little sleepily. "Did I wake you?" asked Rolf. The sleepy feeling instantly left as Matt realized who was calling. "No, just a little out of breath. I didn't hear the phone because of the vacuum cleaner." Whew, thought Matt. That was a close one. Try to get some brownie points by sounding like he was working hard. "Good. I just wanted to make sure that you get some Scotch for tonight. I just remembered that we finished the bottle last weekend. You haven't been out yet, have you?" said Rolf. Matthew replied no, that he would be leaving by 2:30 to get the supplies. Rolf told him he shouldn't have waited this long, but if he hurried, he should be able to skip most of the traffic, since everyone was to congregate by 5:00.

Matthew hung up and ran to the bathroom to get a quick shower. He had quite a lot to do before Rolf got home. He was now behind the eight ball since he said he had been vacuuming. He decided to run out immediately and get the supplies so then he could do the quick clean up before Rolf arrived. He dashed out of the house at 2:15. He had several stops to make, including the grocery store and liquor store. Rolf had also wanted him to pick up the drycleaning and do some banking.

After picking up the drycleaning, Matthew decided to head to the bank next. Wouldn't you know it, there were six cars in front of him. It was nearly 3:00 and he still had to get the groceries and the liquor! Matthew raced through the liquor store, then had a short wait to check out. By the time he raced up to the checkouts for the groceries, it was nearly 3:30! Matthew knew that Rolf would probably leave the office at 4:00 and be home shortly thereafter. Matthew also knew he had better get home before Rolf did and at the very least vacuum the rug, hoping that he could cover up the fact that he hadn't done much else. Rolf would spank him for sure if the house wasn't ready for guests.

It was now 3:45. Matthew was swearing at everyone and everything to get out of his way. Only 5 miles to go. Traffic cleared in front of him and Matthew stomped on the gas pedal of his Spyder. 55, 60, 65 70. Matthew flew past a cop, not seeing him until the blue lights flashed in the rearview mirror. Matthew prayed and prayed that the cop was coming after the guy behind him, but oh dear God, no, he pulled right behind Matthew. Matthew pulled to the side of the road. "_d_a_m_n_, _d_a_m_n_, _d_a_m_n_, _d_a_m_n_" Matthew was going to be late, with a ticket at that. Rolf would have a fit, and Matthew's bottom was going to pay the price, big time. It was 4:05 when the officer let him go, after giving him a ticket for $100. Matthew drove the speed limit, as quickly as he could, still hoping to beat Rolf home. He fretted the whole way, wondering how he was going to tell Rolf about the ticket. He knew what Rolf thought about getting in trouble with the law. It was going to be a long, long night.

When Matthew pulled up, he saw that he hadn't beaten Rolf home. Now Matthew knew he was in trouble. Rolf would have seen that he hadn't even pulled the vacuum cleaner from the closet. Matthew steeled his nerves and carried his purchases into the kitchen. Rolf immediately came into the kitchen to confront him.

"Where have you been?" asked Rolf, fixing him with eyes of steel. That stare cut through Matthew as surely as if it had been a knife. Matthew stammered "Man the traffic was bad everywhere. I left shortly after your phone call, and it took me all afternoon to get everything."

"Did it occur to you to begin your day a little earlier than when I called? You know, if you have gotten these things taken care of this morning, instead of watching tv, maybe the traffic wouldn't have been so bad? Maybe you could have done the cleaning like I asked, instead of leaving it for me to do when I got home? Maybe you wouldn't have had to lie to me? Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Rolf's voice rose with every word, till he was fairly shouting at Matthew.

Matthew realized that Rolf had him pegged exactly. There wasn't one thing that Rolf hadn't guessed, except the ticket. Matthew decided now was not a good time, he'd tell him later. Right now, Matthew had more important things to think about. Obviously Rolf had arrived sooner than 4, since the cleaning was done, except for the kitchen. Matthew realized that there was nothing he could say, so he just replied "No, Sir"

"You, young man, are going to get a good, long spanking for your trouble today. I expect you to obey me when I tell you to do something. I also expect the truth from you no matter what. You seem to have trouble remembering that. I am going to make sure to make a good impression on your backside, so that maybe you will remember next time. Unfortunately, our guests will be arriving soon. You will finish unloading the car, then clean up the kitchen. Then you will go directly to your room where you will remain for the evening. When the last of our guests depart, I will teach you a lesson you will not soon forget. Is that clear?"

Matthew hung his head and replied "Yes, Sir." He scooted out of the kitchen quickly, knowing he'd better get right to work, so as not to inflame Rolf anymore than he already had. He quickly unloaded the car and finished cleaning the kitchen. "Rolf, I'm done with the cleaning." Rolf came into the kitchen and did a quick inspection. "Alright young man, go to your room. I do not want to hear a peep from you tonight. I expect you to think about what you could have done better today, so that this does not happen again."

Matthew replied "Yes, Sir" and trudged off to his room. He was closest to the living quarters, so he would be able to hear how much fun everyone else was having. He felt sorry for himself. All of his friends would be over, and he was stuck in his room, knowing that he had a helluva spanking coming as soon as everyone left. He also knew that his impending doom would be one of the hot topics of conversation. He knew that his good friends, the other passives in the group, would be shifting nervously in their seats, thanking God that at least it wasn't them.

The guests began arriving right at five. Matthew heard each couple come in, ask about him, and then heard Rolf tell them about his "stupid tricks, and upcoming punishment." Matthew began to get hungry as he heard everyone in the kitchen filling their plates full of the sandwiches and chips that were available. Matthew knew not to ask Rolf for dinner. This was one more way Rolf punished him. Oh well, nothing to do but read a magazine.

About 8:00, Matthew heard a light knock on his door. He walked over and opened it up a crack. Rolf would have his butt if he knew the door was open. Outside was his good friend Todd. "Can I come in?" Matthew debated a second, then opened the door. "Quick, come in. Rolf will kill us both if he sees you out there." "Don't worry, I shouldn't be missed for a few minutes" said Todd. Matthew was glad to have company. It took his mind off of his impending spanking. They sat and talked and quickly lost track of time. Ten minutes later the door burst open, and there was Stephen, Todd's partner. Without a word, Stephen yanked Todd to his feet and man handled him out of the room, closing the door behind him. Matthew was left wondering what was going to happen, but only for a moment. He heard Stephen tell Todd to drop them, then a minute later, came the sounds of a bare bottomed spanking. Interspersed between the spanks were Todd's pleas and cries. Matthew was just giving thanks that he wasn't on the receiving end, especially in front of others, when his door burst open a second time, and there was Rolf, a very angry look on his face, and that dreaded paddle in his hand. Rolf marched in, jerked Matthew to his feet to face him, and said "Don't tell me that Todd was just in here. Don't tell me that you disobeyed me yet again. Well, was he?" Matthew withered before Rolf's anger and started to say "Yes, but" That's as far as he got. Rolf pulled him to the chair, sat down, and yanked Matthew over his knees. He pulled Matthew's shorts down and began spanking him with his hand. The spanks were coming hard and fast, leaving Matthew little time to catch his breath as each one landed. He vowed not to cry, since his door was open and he was sure the whole house could here him. At least their minds would be occupied with Todd for a little while longer, as his spanking was still taking place. Matthew's mind was quickly brought back to his situation as Rolf increased the pace and force of the spanking. Matthew began to squirm, trying to get away from that hand that was inflicting so much fire on his butt. His tears were flowing down his cheeks, and he began to sob, quietly. His legs began to windmill, at least as much as his shorts would allow. Soon he was pleading with Rolf to stop, that he was sorry, that he learned his lesson. He hung on tight to Rolf's leg with one hand, and tried to protect his backside with the other. Rolf stopped for a second to secure Matt's hand behind his back, and grab the paddle. "Matthew, that spanking was for your disobedience with Todd. Now I'm going to paddle your butt like I promised you earlier."

Matthew sucked in a quick breath as his stomach quivered. He hated that paddle. It stung furiously when it was applied, and then left a long lasting deep throbbing pain for days afterwards. He tried to avoid that paddle as much as he could. CRAACCKK! The first lick of the paddle sounded like a gunshot. Matthew heard the impact, then felt a numbness, followed swiftly by a million beestings on his already very red, very sore bottom. Matthew lost all sense of trying to be a man and let out an ear splitting howl. His legs kicked up in a vain attempt to get away from that paddle. Before the last of the howl was heard, the second lick hit and Matthew lost the breath in his body in one big whoosh of pain. CRAACCKK, the third lick hit and Matthew was blubbering like a baby. "I'm .. .. so....CRAACCKK! Aaaauuuggghhh! Sooorrrryyy! Please, please CRAACCKK! Aaaauuuggghhh stop!" Rolf was having none of it. Matthew's pleas fell on deaf ears as Rolf worked hard, teaching Matthew a lesson he would not soon forget. Matthew quickly lost his voice and his cries turned into one long continuous rollercoaster wail, punctuated by the crack of the paddle. He continued kicking away, wanting desperately to get away from that paddle, but knowing that he couldn't, that the spanking would continue until, and only until, Rolf thought that Matthew had learned his lesson. When Matthew was totally worn out, and not moving, Rolf paddled him ten more times. Rolf went to set Matthew on his feet, but Matthew just let his legs collapse and laid on the floor in agony. Rolf went to pull Matthew's shorts off, but Matthew had kicked them off sometime during his spanking. Rolf was having none of Matthew's pity party, and pulled him up, half dragging him to his bed. "You had better not leave this bed for any reason other than fire, otherwise I will ignite another one on your behind." Rolf walked quickly out of the room, turning off the light and shutting the door. Mathew was ashamed that he had to receive a spanking while everyone was at the house. Matthew cried, then sobbed, and after about 60 minutes, finally slept the exhausted sleep of the well spanked. The ticket he had received that day wasn't thought of again.

When Rolf walked into the living room, there was Todd, sobbing in the corner. Rolf walked up to him, and turned Todd to face him. "You had better be glad that it was Stephen, and not me that found you in Matthew's room. Matthew knew better than to have company while he was being punished, and I'm sure the rules are the same in your house. If you even think about doing something like that again, I'll paddle you till you can't sit for a week. Is that clear?" Todd managed to sob out "Yes, sir" before Rolf turned him back to face the corner.

CCRRAASSHH! Matthew was brought back to his present predicament when the table jumped as Rolf's hands landed on it and he barked out "Well, what have you got to say for yourself this time?"

To be continued........


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