It was almost half way into eighteen-year-old Kenny’s first term at college. He was in a popular bar near the campus nursing a beer. The crowd was small since responsible students were studying for their midterm exams the following week. Kenny was sure that he had it all down pat and was out hoping to hook up with someone so as to have a better option than spanking the monkey this night.© Y Lee Coyote
“I believe that you are Kenny Tuxford.” said the man who suddenly appeared by his table and sat down.
He was puzzled as he did not recognize his new companion and responded “Yes, but who are you?”
“I’m RA [Resident Assistant] Ash. I babysat you a decade ago when I was just thirteen. I remember that you were quite the naughty brat that I had to spank.”
Kenny thought back to when he was just a kid of eight. His parents did not spank him but there was one unforgettable babysitter who did. Instantly he did a flashback in his mind.
Ash was the new sitter who kept telling the boy to behave himself but he did not and had continued to be difficult. Then after he had run wild for a while Ash grabbed him and parked him on the stairs for a time-out. That did not last long as he did not stay more than a couple of minutes.
Although he was running amok again Ash caught him a second time and gave him a new and less than pleasant experience. The older, bigger, stronger and angry sitter easily got him under control holding him in a leg lock. Then his shorts and briefs were pulled down and he was pushed over to expose his cute spanking virgin tushie.
It did not remain virgin more than another few seconds for the angry babysitter raised a hand and brought it down hard on target. Kenny howled as a handprint formed on his bottom. This was repeated several times and Kenny was soon bawling. He cried for some time as Ash held him in a comforting hug. When he was returned to the stairs to finish his time-out he remained as required albeit a teary face.
Kenny behaved properly after that. The spanking was so effective that he always behaved properly for Ash fearing another spanking.
“Yes, I remember you. You are the only one who ever spanked me.”
“And it was most effective because I did not have to do it a second time. How are you doing now that you are in college, Kenny?”
That was the opening that Ash needed to remind Kenny that he should be studying for his exams. Kenny was blase about them and claimed he had it all down pat. Then Ash gave him a keep-at-it talk but could not persuade, much less force, him to go back to the dorm and study.
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It was a week later when RA Ash knocked on Kenny’s door. The young man claimed all was well. Ash knew better for the memo from the dean’s office had included Kenny among the students having the worst midterm results.
There was some silly back and forth but when Ash firmly mentioned grades of B-, two C’s, two D’s and a failing F that part of the discussion was over. Ash further explained to Kenny that he was on academic probation as of now and if these were his final grades he would be at high risk of academic dismissal. He also gave him the official notification.
Kenny was shocked for he had not realized the gravity of the situation. He was not surprised that Ash continued with a lecture about applying himself to his studies. It was when Ash got physical that he was surprised.
“And now, young man, to be sure that you take my words seriously like I take my responsibilities to make sure that you make every effort for good grades, I’m going to spank you as I know that changes your attitude for a long time.” He than sat on the bed and ordered Kenny to get over his lap.
Kenny was stunned. “You can’t do that.” he blurted out.
“Of course I can and I shall. It is my responsibility that you behave properly and that includes studing. Now you’re not a baby like last time, so get your ass over here, drop those sweats and get over my lap. Pronto!”
Kenny hesitated so Ash pulled him into position and locked him there. He started spanking immediately and hard and fast before Kenny could recover. Once he turned the target butt rosy red, he pulled out the little leather paddle from his back pocket and started to use it.
That it was much more effective was attested to by the howls of the spankee. When he was satisfied that the crimson glow was sufficient he lifted Kenny up and parked him in the corner with his hands on his head for a timeout to consider reality.
After a while, he summoned Kenny and explained that he would be keeping a close watch on him and he had better study extra hard if he didn’t want another sore butt.
After leaving Kenny he wondered if he would need to spank him again. The professional in him hoped it wouldn’t be necessary but he knew he would enjoy doing should it be necessary.