I was settling into the Grange OK. The food was not as good as at home but it was great to have other boys around me. The house was usually noisy and , like most of the other younger boys, I learned to avoid the older bullies quite quickly.
Dave, who was fifteen and my room mate, took care of me. There were eighteen boys in the large Victorian house which stood in unkept grounds on the edge of the town.
I had soken to my mum on the phone every week but had not told her about my problem with the headmaster.
One day when I had been at the Grange for five weeks we learned that a new man would be joining the staff as housemaster.
I spoke to Dave who told me that the last housemaster had left before I arrived, but he did not say why, except that he had not been good or liked by the boys.
THE NEW HOUSEMASTER
I had applied for the job as housemaster at The Grange and immediately felt a raport wiht the Headmaster. Of course we had discussed the need for strict discipline but he was keen to know that I had a 'clean' track record. The Headmaster had explained that he wanted more time to himself and that I would have overall responsibility for the good conduct of the boys. I was looking forward to joining The Grange today and to meeting the boys individually.
SIMON
Well I was about to meet the new Houseemaster Mr Bobbins. I had only just returned form school when Dave told me that I was wanted in the office so I smartened myself up and knocked on the door. I thought Mr Bobbins was ok. He asked me my name and age. He asked me if I was a good boy and I told him that I was.
He told me to run along and I smiled and left the office.
That evening I was just in bed when the door opened. I thought it was Dave, he was allowed to stay up for an hour longer than me, but I was surprised to see Mr Bobbins. He smiled at me and said ''come with me Simon''.
I got out of bed and went over to the door. Mr Bobbins led the way to his office. I followed him in.
BOBBINS
I could tell that Simon was confused, why had I called him to the office. I had heard how he reacted to the Head's punishment in the early days and knew I would enjoy this boy. He was slender, but not thin and his waist was narrow, I had noticed that when I sudied him through his school shorts earlier in the day. Like all boys with narrow waists his buttocks would be narrow and pert.
SIMON
Mr Bobbins told me to stand in front of him. He asked me if I had been a good boy that day at school and I said I had. He told me that he did not believe me and that he was going to smack my bottom hard. I wanted to cry but I just looked down. I was pulled gently by the arm and Mr Bobbins sat on a chair and pulled me slowly so that I fell across his lap. He pulled my pyjama trousers down and put his hand on my bottom. I hated the feel of this man with his hand on my bare bottom.
His hand lifted off my bottom and then I felt it crash down and sting me.
''I...smack..will....smack...not .smack...not..smack..have ..smack....naughty...smack...boys...in ..smack ..this..smack..house..'' He shouted, smacking me hard between each word. He repeated the words again, louder this time, and punctuated each one with an even harder smack on my bottom.
I started to cry because my bottom was sore after the smacks. Afer a while I calmed down and was told to stand up.
''Come down to the office at 7.00 am tomorrow and do not use the bathroom before you come here Simon'' Mr Bobbins told me.
I replied that I understood, although I did not, and he told me to go.
I was asleep before Dave came to bed and he was still asleep when the alarm went off at 6.55. I got up and wanted to use the bathroom deperatly but I remembered what Mr Bobbins had told me so I ran to the office. I knocked on the door.
''Come in''
I entered the office and saw the Housemaster behind his desk.
''Ahhh yes, young Simon'' he said slowly.
''You wanted me Sir'' I said
''Yes, I am going to smack you again now but this time I have a samll clothes brush to help me'' he said showing me a wooden backed clothes brush.
''But what have I done'' I cried out.
''Stop that blubbering boy or it will be twice the whacks you know'' he relplied, smiling at me.
''Come here and get over my knees please''
HOUSEMASTER
Simon asked me if he could go and use the bathroom as he was ''desperate to go''. I smiled at him and told him it would have to wait and he walked over quickly and draped himself over my lap. I exoposed the lovely smooth bottom. There was no sign of the hand smacks I had given the boy the evening before and having read his school schedule I knew that his next games period was at the end of the week so no need to hold back and worry about the marks. I patted the small round bottom for while with my hand. His skin was silky smooth. He had a nice scent. I really laid into his bottom with the hard brush and it did a great job. It had in the last home where I had been responsible for younger boys, this home gave me the oppotunity to deal with larger, better formed bottoms. The skin was bright red at the end. His bottom was hot to my touch and he was crying like a five year old.
When I had finished with Simon I had him stand in the corner with his bottom bare so I could enjoy the view. He fidgetted, I do not know if from his obvious need to relieve his bladder or from the sting of the brush. I enjoyed the young boys discomfort. He asked me again if he could go to the bathroom. I told him that if he asked again I would spank him over again. He began to cry again. After about five minutes though, I let him leave the room and he darted for the door.
SIMON
I was in my scchool uniform and my bottom was sore. As I walked down the steps of the house past Mr Bobbins he called me to one side. What had I done now!!!
''Simon, after school come back and straight to my office, you will do your homework under my personal supervision from now on. I think you will benefit from closer supervison, don't you agree young man''
''Yes sir'' I replied and headed off for school. Dave asked me what Mr Bobbins had soito me and I told him about the evening and early morning events ''Bastard'' is all Dave said.
HOUSEMASTER
As Simon walked off down the path with the other boys I studied his little bottom through his school shorts. I had some nice plans for that bottom later in the day, but for now I had to find the stock of school canes which were in an old store room. I wanted to choose a nice couple of stingers that would really set light to Simons small buttocks. I walked back into the house and began to form my plans.