Ben's Vacation 2


by Rosewood

In his bed, Bed shivvered under his light sheet. Ray never let him keep his heating on after 7.00 p. m. and the room became cold quickly at this time of year.

Ben reached back and tounched his bottom. He could feel the waels where Ray had caned him hard. Ben remembered the way Jim had encouraged Ray to hit harder and Ben was glad that he wouldn't be seeing that man again. Ben stroked his bottom gently. It helped ease his throbbing skin.

Ray finsihed his pizza, called the takeaway to complain about the delivery boy and took two more cans of lager into the living room. On his way he called up to Ben ''remember to bring me my breakfast tomorrow at 9.00''.

Ben hated the summer holidays, Ray always found an excuse to spank him every day for even small reasons.

''No, I won't forget'' ben called back respectfully.

Jim was glad that his daughter was staying away with friends for the weekend. He would arrange for her to stop over again when he took the boy away. He made a list of all the things he would buy with Ben. He could hardly wait for the next weekend to arrive. He wondered if the cute little 13 year old was over Ray's lap at this very moment, the man rubbing those small perfectly rounded and silky smooth boy mounds. In a few days time he would have the boy alone at the hotel.

Jim went to retrieve his camcorder and played the tape of the days proceedings back in the quiet and privacy of his room.

Ben shuddered in the dark and fell asleep.

On his way to his own room Ray crept quietly into Ben's room and softly pulled the sheet down the sleeping boy. Ben murmered, stirred a little, and brought his knees to his chest. Ray studied the boy's bottom marks in the light from the hallway. He had done a good job, the red lines of the cane still distinct against the soft white bottom skin. He imagined that Ben's young bottom would be stinging nicely. Returing the covers over the sleeping boy, Ray left to relax before sleep.


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