We left Ben and Barry nursing their wounded behinds at the end of part one......... When this story started it was done as a one off. However there have been several requests for more, so here it is.
When the two boys got back to the dorm as Barry had said, they had to show their stripes to their waiting dorm mates before getting into bed. Ben found laying on his back distinctly uncomfortable and after the lights had been turned out he tossed and turned for a while before falling into a troubled sleep.
Next morning he woke just before the bell went for getting out of bed. His bum was still very sore and as he put his feet on the floor, he felt quite stiff and he made his way slowly to the bathroom where he had a piss before making his way towards the showers. Shrugging off his pajama jacket he started to peel his pants down when he felt them sticking slightly to his backside. He gently peeled them down and leaving them on the floor got under the hot shower. He had been there about a minute when Familton arrived in the bathroom.
How are you feeling this morning?
Sore.
Ill bet. You took quite a hiding last night. Look I will go and check on Young, chase him along to shower, then I want to see you both in my study before breakfast. He left the bathroom and Ben slowly finished washing himself. He had just about finished when Barry came into the bathroom.
Hi Ben.
Hi, yourself. About yesterday, sorry I dragged you into trouble.
Not to worry, though Ill get a bit pissed off if you get me into more trouble before the bruises on my arse have time to heal.
So youre not angry with me?
No, as Familton and The Rose pointed out, I didnt have to smoke. So I guess that smoking is a big no no now.
Yeah, .........at least until my bum is better.
That weekend Bens dad inspected the well marked buttocks of his son and said, Well young man I think that you have been punished enough, but if I smell tobacco or hear of any more nonsense at school, it doesnt matter if they take the skin off your bum, you will get another dose from me, is that understood young man?
Yes Dad, sighing quietly with relief as his bum was still very tender and he was sitting down gently every time he had to sit.
For the next month all went well. Ben had played a few games of rugby and found the rules easy to remember, he got on well with his class mates, the severe caning he had taken, making him one of the boys. His friendship with Barry Young progressed and they found that they had a lot of things like music, movies and sports in common.
Then, as they say, the smelly stuff hit the fan. Ben got caught with his socks down, by Familton, the head prefect. He was still Familtons helper and so far Familton had not had an excuse to whack him again. Ben remembered that Familtons dark gray long trousers had been well tented while he and Barry had been caned, so he did not want to give Familton an excuse to whack him, or to see him get whacked again.
Wishart, you are a disgrace. I will see you in my study later. Then seeing the puzzled look Ben gave him, Look at your socks.
Oh _f_u_c_k_.
What was that Wishart?
N....nothing Familton.
Dont add lying to your crimes Wishart. You have just sworn as well as looking like a slovenly unkempt tramp. Be in my study straight after lessons this afternoon, he said as he walked away.
All through the afternoon Ben wondered what would happen to him. Oh well Familton would most likely whack him with that bloody tennis shoe again, no they called it the slipper here, he reminded himself. Between periods he talked to Barry about it.
Just before class started after lunch, Familton saw me with my socks down then when he told me what the matter was I said oh _f_u_c_k_, to myself, but he heard me.
Youll get six with that slipper of his, or he might even report you to Hefty, then youll get six with the cane, because they really frown on using that word here.
I guess I could ask Familton to lend me his Solarcaine again, he said with an attempt at smiling.
At the end of school he went to Familtons study as he had been instructed. Knocking on the door, he went in.
Wishart, go back outside and wait until you are instructed to come in.
But I always come straight in............
Not when you come for punishment, didnt your mentor teach you anything. Now outside and wait until I call you.
Ben went back outside and waited in the corridor. He could vaguely remember something Barry had said when going for punishment, what was it.....then it came back to him. You wait outside at attention, facing the wall next to the door, until you are called in. That way everyone that passes knows that you are in the deep smelly stuff. So Ben waited.
After five minutes that seemed like forever he was called in. Familton stood beside his desk.
Well Wishart what have you got to say for yourself?
Nothing Familton.
Nothing?
Yes nothing.
You are adding insolence to your crimes, Wishart. Do you want to say something now?
Look Familton I know you want to whack me with that bloody shoe of yours, so why beat about the bush?
Oh, a smart mouth you have on you Wishart. If you care to investigate, you will find that I have actually whacked less students than anyone that has held this office prior. But since you have sounded off, you have certainly added to your punishment. As well as being beaten, you will do a thousand lines. I will not be cheeky to my superiors. Those will be handed in by the end of the week. For swearing you will receive six with the regulation slipper. Not a bloody shoe Wishart. For further insolence you will come back tomorrow and get a further six of the slipper. Or ..... A knock sounded on the study door and Mr Blackwell the House Master came in.
Oh, you are busy Familton?
Yes Sir, I am going to punish Wishart for being slovenly, swearing and being generally insolent.
That is quite a list of crimes Wishart. Carry on Familton. Oh, by the way you have my permission to use a tawse and lay it on well. Wishart must learn that he cant rebel and get away with it here. He swept out of the study closing the door after him.
Now look at the trouble you are in. Ben looked at Familton, he seemed to be genuinely upset, not just angry. Go and get your gym shorts on and get back here while I go and get a lend of Heftys tawse.
Instead of me rushing away and coming back, why not whack me on my underpants, it would be the same thing wouldnt it?
No you would be more exposed. Go and change into your gym shorts as instructed. They left the study together. Ben to change into his gym shorts which meant no underpants, but a jock strap and Familton to get the tawse.
Ben was back outside Familtons study in ten minutes dressed as instructed. He knocked and waited. To his relief Familton called for him to come in straight away.
When he entered the study for the second time in ten to fifteen minutes he found Familton looking more composed than he had when he had left to change into his gym shorts.
Wishart we may as well get it over with.
Yes Familton. Where do you want me to bend over?
Stretch out over the bed, as Ben moved to the end of the bed, No, across it. Familton looking at Ben awkwardly laying across his bed, That doesnt look right, put my pillow under your stomach and spread your legs as wide as you can.
Ben did as he asked and as he lay over the pillow, glanced over at Familton and noticed that his trousers were well tented out. He felt his own _c_o_c_k_ starting to get stiff as well. The smell of his sweat came to his nose mingling with the smell of Familtons bed, brought him to height of his arousal, his _c_o_c_k_ just about pushing the jock strap out of place in his shorts. From the corner of his eye he saw Familton approach with the tawse dangling from his hand.
You realize Wishart that you will be back here tomorrow for another dose of this?
Why dont you give it all to me now, then it is over and done with, said Ben thinking that twelve with a belt wouldnt be as bad as eight with a cane from the reputed strongest arm in the school, was.
Familton thought for a moment then, Alright Wishart, you will get twelve strokes, then we start afresh with a clean slate.
Ben felt the tawse touch his buttocks gently. It was drawn away then with a hiss and a loud splat the first stroke of twelve landed. Ben thought that it was not as bad as Dads strap, and certainly not as bad as the cane. He wondered what all the fuss was about. Then the next splat was heard as the tawse connected with his bum again. This time there seemed to be a bit more vim in the stroke and Ben certainly felt it through the single layer of his thin gym shorts. The third and the fourth fell.
Familton felt as though he was getting into a rhythm with the strokes and as the fourth fell he noticed Bens buttocks rising to meet the tawse as it descended on its target. God, he thought, the young bugger is humping my bed. He laid on the belt harder.
Ben was completely lost in burning sting and pleasure as he felt the tawse landing repeatedly on his bum. He didnt know how many more were to come, but he knew that he was going to blow at any second. With a cry of pain and pleasure as the tenth stroke reached him, he climaxed and continued to pump into the soft edge of the bed and strokes eleven and twelve whaled down on his buttocks.
Familton could see through Bens white shorts that his bum was deep red, and he wondered if he had been hitting too hard.
Stand up Wishart. Looking at Ben then at his bed where Ben had been leaning across it. You little wanker. Look at the mess you have made on my bed. Ive a good mind to make you lick it up.
Ben looked at Familton. There were unshed tears in his eyes and his face went redder than it already was. He didnt say anything, he could feel that the front of his shorts were wet and sticky and he was wondering how he could get back to the dorm in the state that he was in.
You are a mess Wishart.
Tell me something I dont know, replied Ben in a broken voice.
Taking sudden pity on him, Familton said, Hang about a minute, Ive got some old gym shorts that will fit you. Wipe yourself off with the ones you are wearing and then go and have a shower. Bring my shorts back tomorrow when you come to make my bed in the morning.
Turning his back on Famitlon, Ben slipped his shorts down and then stepped out of them and his jockstrap he stepped into the shorts Familton had laid on the end of the bed. Thanks Familton. Ben picked up his sticky shorts and jockstrap and left Familtons study heading for the showers. After a cool shower he felt a little calmer and he went to find Barry to tell him what had happened.
The following morning when he went to Familtons study, Familton spoke to him as a friend.
Ben, I know we have had our differences but I really want to help you get through the rest of the term without getting into trouble. It was just bad luck that Hefty came while I was going to whack you, but I had to whack you hard so that you would get the message. I am hoping that you keep yourself tidy and behave from now on. As I said yesterday I dont like whacking you guys, but I see it as my job that if I have got to do it, then Ill do it properly. Do you understand?
Yes Familton. If that is so, why did you get excited when Rosewell was caning Barry and I?
What I tell you now goes no further, OK?
Ok. I admit that I get off on seeing someone whacked, or if Im reading an account where someone is getting whacked. But I hated getting the cane myself and I really dont like the idea of whacking anyone either. However if you play up again or look like a tramp about the place again, that wont stop me from punishing you as you deserve, do you understand now?
Yes Familton. Say, I cant keep calling you by your surname if you call me Ben, what is your name?
Well my initials are A. B. which stand for Athol Bruce, but my family and real friends call me Bruce.
Ok Bruce, shall I carry on with my chores now?
Yes please and make sure you do them properly or you know the consequences, the last said with a bit of a grin.
Ben smiled back and watched Familton leave the room for his morning shower. For the next two weeks all went well. Both Ben and Barry stayed out of trouble until on a Thursday morning they had a run in with their house master, Mr Blackwell. He was taking them for geography and Ben and Barry had chosen the same subject for their essays. Mr Blackwell accused the boys of cheating and wanted to know which one of them had done the cheating. All of this was done in front of the class.
He went on, I will give you both half a minute to own up. If you dont, then I will cane both of you.
Please Sir......, said Barry.
I am surprised it was you, Young. You have been at the school long enough to know that cheating is not on. Come out here now.
Sir, I did not cheat, said Barry.
Well that leaves Wishart then. Out here now Wishart, we will not have cheating at St Swithins.
Ben stayed where he was, at his desk. I did not cheat Sir.
Are you arguing with me Wishart?
No Sir, I am stating a fact.
By now Mr Blackwell was puce with anger. He swept down aisle between the desks and grabbed Ben by the shoulder and frog marched him to the front of the room. Dragging him over to the cupboard where the canes were kept he pulled out the first cane that he could and then dragged Ben across to the front desk and thrust him down over it.
You my boy, are going to be taught a lesson that you wont forget in a hurry. I can only give you six strokes, but you will get six of the best.
The rest of the class, some twenty boys looked on in amazement. They had never seen Mr Blackwell so incensed.
The first stroke whistled down and landed with a loud crack. If Ben had not been pushed down over the desk he would have fallen. It felt as if the cane had cut him in half. The second and the third stroke had fallen. Ben had his mouth clenched shut to stop himself from crying out. This sent Mr Blackwell into greater frenzy, so that the next three strokes rained down on Bens buttocks in a non stop blur. He had delivered the seventh heavy cut and was drawing back the cane to strike the eighth time when he became aware that several voices were yelling.
Sir, Sir, Sir.
Taking a huge breath he tried to calm down. He lowered the cane to his side. Stand up Wishart. Let that be a lesson to you, we wont stand for cheats at St Swithins.
Ben stood and looked at his House Master, he had unshed tears in his eyes, I did not cheat, I have never cheated. He turned to the door and left the class.
Mr Blackwell looked at him with amazement as he went towards the door. Come back here Wishart.
Ben ignored him and went through the door and shut it quietly after him. He went to the school office and spoke to the secretary. My name is Benjamin Wishart and I want to place a call to my father on the oil rig please.
The secretary looked at him and could see he was upset and wondered if she could find out what had happened. Just wait here a moment and I will go and get Mr White the bursar because as your father is off shore, I will need permission to call him.
A few minutes later Charles White came into the office. Hi Ben, Mrs Grayson tells me that you want to call your father and that you are very upset about something. Do you want to come along to my office and tell me about it?
Ben followed Mr White along the corridor to his office and told his story. He finished up with, .........so, the only thing I have done wrong since Familton whacked me two weeks ago was leave the classroom to come here without permission. Now can I call my father please.
You have been in a bit of strife havent you. Look Ben I am happy to call your father, and while you talk to him I will go and see the Headmaster. He made the call and once the connection had been established and he had Bens father on the other end, he handed the receiver over to Ben and left the office.
Ben told his father what had happened and his father had told him that he would get off the rig early and come and pick Ben up from the school, talk to the Headmaster and then they would talk over the weekend. Ben had just hung up the phone when Mr White came back with the Headmaster. It was the first time Ben had been up close and personal with him.
Mr White said, I have told the Headmaster what you told me, he wants to hear you repeat it, then he will talk with Mr Blackwell.
Ben repeated his story including the part where he, and Barry had been justly caned by Mr Rosewell, for smoking. He reiterated that he had never cheated at school, and was very upset by what had happened in the classroom.
Thank you Ben. I can believe that you feel that you have been unjustifiably treated this time. However until I get Mr Blackwells side of what has happened today, I can take no further action at this time.
Sir, my father has asked that I make an appointment for him to see you at 4pm on Friday, tomorrow, when he will come to school to collect me.
Yes that is possible Ben, now I suggest that you have the rest of the afternoon off school work. I want you to go to the school nurse and have her check you over to make sure you are fit and healthy, and then if you wish you can spend the rest of the day in the library. I will see that you are excused all lessons.
Yes Sir, the pain still throbbing in his buttocks reminded him of what had happened thirty minutes earlier. Ben made his way to the nurse, briefly outlined what had happened. She got him to strip to his underwear.
Im just going to check your blood pressure, take your temperature, then Ill take a look at your buns to see how damaged they are. As she worked she explained to Ben what she was doing and how things worked. She got Ben to bend over slightly lean against her desk and she gently pealed down the back of his underpants. Well you have copped quite a hiding young Ben, you are bleeding in several places. I will rub on some ointment, it has skin antibiotic in it, so it will help you to heal up. She gently rubbed the cool ointment over his inflamed buns.
Ben was in so much pain that he never thought about what was happening, in fact he seemed, as though he was going into shock.
Ben I want you to rest here in the sick bay until dinner time.
But the Head said I was to go to the library.
I will fix it with the Headmaster now hop into bed and rest.
Ben gratefully climbed into the bed and after tossing about for a few minutes drifted off into a troubled sleep.
Ben woke to feel a hand gently shaking his shoulder. It was Barry.
Hey mate do you want to come and get some dinner?
No, Im still sleepy and I dont feel like eating anything. Ben rolled over wincing as he did so, and went back to sleep. The next time he woke he heard voices softly whispering.
I think I had better call Dr Scott, Headmaster. Benjamin is in shock and while I dont think that he is too physically hurt, although those injuries are bad enough.....
You think there maybe something troubling him you mean?
Yes Headmaster.
They left Ben in the sickbay and moved outside where he couldnt hear their voices any longer. The nurse came back a few minutes later and saw that Ben had his eyes open.
So you have decided to wake up Ben. Do you feel like something to eat?
Im thirsty, could I have a drink of water please?
Ok I bring you some water. She brought a glass of water, Just sip this slowly Ben.
Ben sipped the water down.
What about something to eat?
No thanks, I feel a little sick. Can I sleep a bit more?
Try to stay awake for a few minutes. I have called the doctor to have a look at you, just to make sure you are ok, and he should be here in a minute of so.
Just then there was a knock at the door and the Headmaster came in, followed by a man carrying a bag. He looked quite young, thought Ben.
This is the patient, nurse?
Yes Doctor, this is Benjamin Wishart. Benjamin, this is Dr Scott.
Hi Benjamin, or is it Ben?
Ben.
Ok then Ben let me have a look at you. Perhaps Headmaster I could see you after the examination.
Of course Doctor get nurse to give me a call when you are through, and I can either come here, or you can come to see me. He turned and gave Ben a smile before leaving.
The doctor got a potted history of Bens life and then gave him a quick check over. After he had examined Bens buttocks he gave a chuckle and said to Ben, You got it as bad as I did a few years ago when I was at school. I got caught wagging (Truant) school with a friend. We went to the movies. What did you do?
Ben gave his side of the story and finished up ............ I really didnt cheat. I didnt even know what Barry was writing about.
Ok Ben. Nurse has carried out the correct treatment for your injuries so I will leave a couple of tablets with her, that she will give you, and you can go back to school on Monday, ok?
Ben nodded he was feeling sleepy again.
The doctor left and a minute later the nurse came back and gave Ben a tablet and a glass of water. After he had taken it, she said Ben, do you want to go to the toilet? You are going to stay here tonight where you will be close to me, so I can keep an eye on you.
Ben went to the toilet and came back and climbed back into bed.
Just press the bell if you need anything Ben, I will checking on you through the night so dont be frightened if you wake up, and feel strange.
Ben drifted off to sleep again.
Next morning he felt a lot better and had breakfast. Just after breakfast he had a surprise, there was a knock on the door and his father came in followed by the Headmaster.
Hi son, how are you feeling this morning?
I feel good Dad, what are you doing here this morning, I thought that you were coming around four this afternoon.
The Headmaster rang me again after the doctor had seen you so I got the chopper here just after eight.
The Head interrupted, There was high excitement in the dinning room as the helicopter landed on the lawn outside the windows. Mr Wishart I will leave you to catch up with Ben, then you both can come and see me. He left and Ben noticed that the nurse had gone also, so that he and his dad could talk.
Well son, tell me all about it again. I got most of the details when you called, then I talked with the Headmaster on the phone after the doctor had seen you. Did you talk with Mr Blackwell?
No so far I havent seen him, but the Headmaster was telling me that we will see him together after you and I have talked. That, by the way, will be in the Headmasters office, with him present. What do you feel about Mr Blackwell?
In the beginning I thought that he was a great teacher, but lately he has been on my case, and I dont know why. The caning I got for smoking was a fair cop, but when he told Familton to whack me with a tawse instead of a slipper, I thought he was mean. Then he whacked me because he reckoned that I was cheating and you know Dad, that I have never cheated.
Yes Ben, I know that. Now dont get upset again, try to stay calm while we talk with the Headmaster and Mr Blackwell.
Ok Dad, Ill let you do the talking.
That might be an idea, but a better idea is if you do the talking and if you feel that you are getting into trouble give me this sign, and he demonstrated the ok sign, and I will chip in. Now you had better get dressed.
Ill have to go up to the dorm and get my clothes because nurse took the stuff I was wearing yesterday to the wash.
Your friend Barry brought your gear down this morning before breakfast, but you were still asleep.
Ben got dressed and he and his father made their way to the Headmasters study. When they got there, Mr Wishart was offered coffee, while they waited for Mr Blackwell to come, the Head explaining that he had arranged for Mr Blackwell to come at 9.30am and as it was now 9.25, they would wait.
Promptly at 9.30 there was a knock on the door and Mr Blackwell came into the study. He looked tired and a little worried, thought Ben.
Right, said the Headmaster, shall we start at the beginning of does everyone accept what has happened and we go on from there?
We go on, said Bens father.
Ben nodded and after a pause so did Mr Blackwell.
May I start, Headmaster? said Mr Blackwell.
Yes do.
First Ben, I want to apologize for not believing you when you said that you did not cheat. I have talked with your friend, Young, and ascertained that you did not collaborate on your essays. I have come to the conclusion that because of the limited amount of information that you both had access to on the subject of your essays, that the essay that you both wrote individually would be similar apart from the odd phrase which is explained by the different backgrounds that you come from. (this was at the time before computers were installed at the schools, so all they had were encylopedia that were usually several years out of date, or Time Life magazines etc.) He looked at Ben. I believed Barry, because he has been at the school for three years already, and I know that he is usually honest. While you are a newcomer, and have already been in trouble, by breaking rules.
So you thought that I cheated Sir, said Ben.
Then when you answered back in a way that provoked me, I guess I snapped and I apologize for that also. I have since talked with a friend that went on a Fullbright Scholarship to America and he has explained that in the classrooms there, the answer you gave me is acceptable. I guess that we are both victims of different customs.
Ben surprised his father, by going across to Mr Blackwell and offering his hand, Your apology is accepted Sir.
Thank you Ben. I really appreciate that, as he shook Bens hand. Perhaps we can make a new start.
Yes Sir.
Well, I guess that is that as far as Ben and Mr Blackwell are concerned Headmaster, but what are you going to tell the rest of the class?
I must admit that has me worried a little at the moment. The rumor mill will be going all out at the moment, so the sooner that we stop it, the better.
If I may, Headmaster, said Mr Blackwell, I will explain to the boys in the class what happened and why. I will apologise to them for my behaviour, and I will also apologise again to Ben, when he comes back on Monday, in class. Further more Headmaster, I will give you my resignation, as I feel that I cant continue in the position of trust that has been placed in me...........
No Sir, dont go, you are a good teacher.
Thank you Ben, but I feel that I must.
I will add my comments to Bens, said Mr Wishart. Anyone can make a mistake and given the trouble that Ben has been in and caused already, I guess you acted on what experience has shown you to be the facts.
Thank you for your understanding, Mr Wishart. I will see you later Headmaster, I had better get back to class. He came over to Ben and shook his hand again, and then his fathers before leaving the office.
Well Mr Wishart, do you wish to take the matter further? I dont think so Headmaster, but Ben and I will discuss it over the weekend, and if there is a change, I will see you on Monday morning, when I drop Ben off.
Very well then. He came over and shook their hands and then escorted them to the helicopter that was still waiting on the lawn.
Comments would be appreciated Ted