Unplanned young Edgar was the ranking security guard on duty that evening at the center. That was most unusual but the scheduled lead guard’s car hit a pothole, blew a tire and crashed into a tree. He was now in the ER being treated. Edgar tried calling all the members of the group but only Tyson was reachable and could come in. Tyson was so new that he was still provisional and even younger than Edgar.
Fortunately, it was a slow night at the center and four of the five group meetings had completely broken up by nine-thirty. Edgar had noticed that many from the last group had left with an unusually high agitation level. All the groups were required to be gone by ten.
The young guards had made sure that the doors were locked on the outside and at a quarter to ten, Edgar went to room 104 to get the laggards to leave.
Edgar found an unexpected and unacceptable situation there. Five men were having a very heated argument about something of great import (at least for the nonce).
The important issue was clearly evident. Mr. Pennypacker wanted to pound Mr. Waber into the ground. The other three men were keeping them apart. Edgar tried as best he could to act like a policeman which he felt like in his police-blue uniform. He yelled at them and blasted his loud whistle. It was, alas, ineffectual. The ruckus continued. He was about to call the police when things escalated. Pennypacker had managed to get around the three blockers and had actually violently connected with the unfortunate Mr. Waber.© YLeeCoyote
Mr. Waber did not want to fight and tried to get away. The rampaging Pennypacker pursued and Edgar reacted with the speed and agility of a youth. He grabbed Pennypacker’s right wrist and twisted his arm up behind his back as the man continued forward and become unbalanced. Then he grabbed and twisted Pennypacker’s left ear hard. Pennypacker howled in pain and surprise. Keeping up the pressure prevented the man from resuming his rampage.
“Well done, lad.” explained one of the other men, “Very well done indeed.”
Edgar was afraid of letting Pennypacker loose so he just pushed him into the corner while all the time keeping up the painful pressure. He did not take long to decide that there were only two options. “OK, be still. I can call the cops and have you arrested and dealt with by the magistrate or I can punish you here and now for your most unacceptable conduct.” Edgar paused to let that all sink in. “What will it be, troublemaker?”
Evidentially the mere mention of the law, had a very calming effect on the man for he just sagged. “You.” he muttered, “Not the cops.” The whole atmosphere changed instantly.
Only slightly reducing the painful pressure, Edgar pulled Pennypacker from the corner. “Tyson please remove his belt and lower his pants.” ordered the spanko youth happily anticipating his fun. He pushed the now half naked man over the table. “Stay put or I’ll call the cops.” he threatened.
Edgar carefully folded Pennypacker’s heavy belt in half and found the right spot to strap him thoroughly and began. He could not help to admire the target butt he was going to strap. It was big, meaty and hairy and properly presented for the strap. His own cock was already paying great attention as he raised the strap for the first time and brought it down on the target as hard as he could.
Pennypacker howled to his delight and satisfaction while a red strip appeared right across the middle of the target. This was a high value strapping as it was somewhat judicial in nature. Edgar knew that he could deliver many hard cuts. Before he reached a dozen, his cock was as hard as it could be and he was glad he had adjusted it upwards before he started. The target butt was red all over.
Edgar switched to the other side of the troublemaker and continued the hard thrashing backhand for a while. Pennypacker’s howls were softer now as it was hard to keep shouting but Edgar knew each and every cut was deeply felt. He switched sides twice more and did not stop until he had dispensed fifty hard punishing cuts for an out-of-control man. The target was deep crimson and swollen. Getting close one could feel the heat radiating.
“That’s it, Pennypacker. Pull up your pants and get your damn ass out of here. Next time it will be the cops for sure. You’re far too old to have a tantrum like an infant.”
“The rest of you have to go also for it’s past closing time and I have to lock up.” he told the remaining men. “You better behave yourselves in the future.” as he saw them out.
Edgar and Tyson then made their final round of the evening to assure everyone was gone and everything was properly secured. Tyson observed how Edgar had thoroughly relished disciplining the troublemaker. Then they also enjoyed some intimate time together as Tyson provided an outlet for Edgar’s very upstanding hard problem.