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I told him it probably started with Mr. Harris. I told him about being spanked and paddled when he caught me in the yard with no pants on and how it caused me to become sexually aroused. After hearing the details, he remarked, "Those were some pretty wild and kinky experiences. "Did you enjoy them?" I told him that I did. Then, he asked if I still engaged in that kind of play, and I told him I wasn't. Few houses in the UK have a basement, so it was such a novelty for me. I loved the fact that their basement was used for a games room and storage and laundry. There was a spare TV and a sofa for anyone who wanted to watch an alternative programme.

I couldn't believe I was sharing this information with him, but it felt good and natural. Reverend John said, "So would you like me to paddle you?"The pool was entirely empty when Jordan dived in and swam a full length under water. For the first time in weeks, Jordan felt a sense of freedom and relief as his skimmed through the cool deep water, wuith the sleekness and agility of a fit young otter. Swimming was the one thing in the world at which he was the most accomplished, and if had had the determination and self discipline to overcome his naturally lazy and self indulgent nature, he could potentially have been a world class athlete. Jordan had no idea what was planned for the fair, but hoped he would at least be allowed to wear clothes. Meanwhile today, it was just a relief to have some cover albeit only his tiny blue speedos. Domestic Discipline (DD), Female Led Relationship (FLR), Femdom, Spanking F/M, Stepmother, Stepsister I stepped up to it and bent forward – at a stretch, I could just reach the far side. I was on tiptoe and, as it was really warm weather, I was wearing only thin shorts! “Like this?” I asked. “Aha – spread your legs a little wider.” I then felt her hand run over my bottom briefly. She gave my shorts a little tug to pull them tight, then patted my behind a few times gently with her hand. “Perfect!” I heard her say. Still tied up and duct tape gagged, he had been hing fron the ceiling by his blue speedos, in an uncomfortable and embarrassing wedgie. Adding to his humiliation a white surrender flag protruded from between his two now red and bad badly bruised and bitten butt cheeks, having been inserted deep into his ant bitten anus.

For a short while he was free of the sense of dread of what might befall him next, which hay have been a kindness, given what was in store for him. It was real disciplinary punishment. Reverend John did nothing to make it erotic or sensual, leaving that aspect to my private thoughts. It would be untrue to say that he did not enjoy his role as my disciplinarian; he most certainly did. But he also wanted to make me a better person and clinician.

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On weekends most of the staff were off-campus, and Saturday afternoons were a free time for the residents.

The fire ants certainly lived up to their name, and within seconds, Jordan felt as if his entire bottom was literally on fire. He always threatens smaller kids!” chimed in the third guy, Sammy Mason, who was also smaller than average “He’s Jordan Draper, the bully we told you about!”It took a moment for the powder to take effect, and then, suddenly, Jordan became aware of the most extreme and infuriating itching sensation he had ever experienced. He struggled and writhed in extreme discomfort, desperate to pull off his speedos and try to brush the vile substance off himself, but could do nothing as his hands were tied to the beam above his head. Why do you ask? Did you want to try? The paddle’s probably still on the table in the basement.” I said ‘yes please’ as enthusiastically as possible! Val laughed and said: “Come on, then!” There was no anger in his voice. Instead, he said to me, "No, lies. I want to hear from you what this is all about. Did you want to be the person who paddled him?" At the far end of the basement was a table – and still lying there, where it had been left ,was the paddle. I was buzzing with hormones. It was the first time I’d seen a real paddle that had been used on children’s bottoms. It was about 20in long, including the handle and maybe 3in wide.

After completing my punishment, he introduced the pleasurable erotic play. I found this arrangement entirely satisfactory and look forward to it. I would have to explain why I had engaged in such conduct, why it was wrong, and what steps I would take to make the necessary corrections. It was never a pleasant experience.

The weekend came around and some relatives of the American family turned up for the day. There were a couple more boys around my age. They all seemed to be more interested in basketball than soccer or rugby. The boys played ‘hoops’, as they called it, behind the garage every chance they could.