Letter #14 Changing the Relationship With Kevin.


by Cal <100622.2517@CompuServe.com>

Letter #14 "Changing the Relationship with Kevin"

Cal,

The group of items on Scott has had an good effect here too, if you don't mind my saying so. Kevin will ultimately agree although at the moment his fanny is a bit to red to get his opinion.

Before last night, I had disciplined Kevin on just a few occasions as I helped him get his life going and move forward on things, but I had always disciplined him partly at his own request and in more play fashion I guess you could say. I would use the punishment instruments he thought he wanted to experiment with and those particular implements he found, shall we say, "exciting" for his own _s_e_x_ interest (my hand, his gym slipper and a table tennis bat). While I would crack them hard over his bare bottom with true disciplinary intent, I think that neither of us found these sessions satisfactory. I enjoyed his submission, but he certainly did not seem to be getting anywhere with the things I was trying to help him with. We were playing _s_e_x_ games but not much more. While I enjoyed his ass bare and under my control and he certainly did turn on, I always felt that he retained too much control, and that I could not let myself go for fear of hurting his ass too much even though I tried to sound as stern and controlling as possible and really did crack that bat over his bottom hard at least a few times. It just wasn't working.

Then Kevin went into where he works one day during the holidays, and asked me to collect him by car. I found him in him office, 'playing' on the internet. He told me that I would need to wait whilst he went off on an errand but that he had found some information which would interest me. He left me reading the web pages of your interactions with Scott and especially Scott's reactions. And I scanned and downloaded more of your things too. I found the implicit advice in your stories to be given intriguing, particularly with respect to maintaining control and erring towards severity in disciplining an older boy. As you remember I hope, I wrote you and your comments gave me the courage to act, as described below.

Kevin was at my place for a weekend and thus we had the house to ourselves. All evening, I had been thinking about what I was going to do, planning, and hoping for the courage to carry it through. That might sound strange, but for me this took more courage than you might believe. Kevin, typically, was lounging about rather than doing much or anything constructive. Concealing my own anxieties, I told him firmly to come into the living room, and to fetch two hard-backed dining room chairs. He looked surprised, but guessed what was happening. To my relief, he complied. I felt that once he had accepted my first order, I had begun to establish control.

I sat down, and, when he began to sit next to me, told him to remain standing. I then told him that I was not satisfied with his conduct, particularly his lack of any help around here even though he was here for the weekend, and that I had decided to punish him. Whilst being punished, he was not to speak unless spoken to, addressing me as 'Sir', and was to obey all instructions instantly. I then pulled out the punishment instrument, a large beach paddle made of plywood, about a quarter of an inch thick and 18 inches long, considerably heavier than the table tennis paddle which he had previously asked me to use. Kevin began to look distinctly nervous at this point, realizing, at last, what he had let himself in for when he showed me your parts of MMSA Stories!

I told Kevin to strip down to his briefs. I could see that he was still enjoying the situation, and wondered how long his pleasure would continue. I made him place his hands in front of him, and tied his wrists together with some old T-shirts I had torn for this purpose. Kevin is considerably stronger than me, and I wanted complete control.

I placed the two chairs together, side by side, sat down on the right-hand chair and told Kevin bend over my knee. Because his hands were tied, he did this with a little difficulty, resting his chest on the second chair.

Even the early strokes of my new paddle on his underwear produced gasps and wiggling. I gradually, increased the length of my swing until Kevin jerked about so vigorously that I had to press down firmly in order to keep him in position. At this point my feelings of exhilaration overcame. I tugged his underwear down slowly while he tried desperately to wiggle off my lap. When his underwear was down off his bare ass, I look my time looking him over and letting him get more and more uncomfortable. Kevin has a bare ass I find quite appealing, nice and tight especially when he's clenching it furiously, and with his _c_o_c_k_ and balls hanging down nicely and completely open to me and his about to get it now, I became more and more convinced that this was what he needed and no more play stuff. Kevin was not happy. Then, forgetting the instruction not to speak, he complained bitterly. Of course, I lost no time in pointing out his disobedience and subjected him to several very hard strokes which I dished out slowly on his bare ass. Then I paddled him. My boy took his discipline remarkably well, although he continued to moan and wriggle. He never cried but he was close.

Kevin's bottom and upper thighs had been turned bright red before I finished, but, to my surprise, I could see no bruises. He accepted his punishment and this change in our arrangement. I painted his name on this new paddle and hung it prominently in the Kitchen. That worked even better!

I will continue to discipline Kevin and hope you do also with Scott.

Robert


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