It was a tragic event like they always are which turned fifteen-year-old Dakota into an orphan. Now that the keening was over, the practical matter of the youth’s living arrangements needed to be decided. There were three options in the family as his beloved parents had established a trust fund for him.© Y Lee Coyote
He first rejected his material grandparents, kind as they were, as they lived in retirement community far from the town center where he would be the only kid about and take ages on the school bus. He also rejected his maternal sibling’s family as his two female cousins insufferably bossed him about like he was an infant in their care at every opportunity. He chose his paternal uncle and his partner with whom he had a good relationship as the rational option as allowed by his parents’ will.
The arrangement worked well from the get-go. The house was run well with his Uncle Graham having a great job and now Uncle Wallace, his partner (dare we say mate) a stay at home housekeeper. It only took three weeks before he learnt that his Uncle believed in spanking even for teenagers while his late father hadn’t.
When the first spanking was due, he was pleasantly surprised that he had a choice of going over lap like a little kid or bending over like a young man for the strap. He chose the later.
When Dakota brought home a terrible grade on a test which he had not studied properly for he learnt that the strap hurt a lot more than a hand but he did not want to be treated as a little boy. Likewise the discussion of why was brief not needing explanation. He went to his room, stripped and when he heard his uncle coming, rose and bent over the bed bravely presenting his naked butt for the strap. “It will be five this time, Dakota.” declared his uncle and he began.
The first blow was a killer as it hurt much more than he expected. He was happy that he was biting down hard on a bit of cloth to prevent his yelling. He had gotten the idea from reading about spanking stories. The second cut was just as bad as were the last three. He was glad that he was left alone to sob and feel sorry for himself.
This, of course, was not his only strapping but the others were the same and he was able to dispense with the cloth after a few more strappings.
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As time past, Dakota began to wonder about the relationship between his two uncles. There were differences other than gender about how they interacted when they disagreed from how he recalled his parents and his friend’s parents acting in similar circumstances.
It was a brilliant thought when he realized that it was like teacher and pupil or even parent and child rather than between peers. He was confused but thought it better not to ask about it as they always kept those discussions private.
Then one night there was surely a revelation albeit inadvertent. Dakota had gotten up in the middle of the night to urinate and he heard his uncles arguing. That was consistent with earlier in the evening when it had started. What was totally unexpected was the sound of one handed clapping that penetrated their closed door.
“Would that be what it sounded like?” mused Dakota. Additionally, he noticed that Wallace fidgeted when he was sitting at breakfast. He had a hard time concentrating in class that day. He thought about learning more in the library but realized he hadn’t the faintest idea of where to start.
Dakota just paid attention to more details and soon he was able to predict when Graham would spank Wallace for his failures or whatever. It wasn’t long before that he advanced from just listening to the spanking to fantasying giving the spanking. He thought about that a lot but decided that he would be told “NO WAY!” by his uncle should he suggest he could do such a necessary spanking exactly as one would be prohibited from spanking a sibling. He added it to the list of no-can-do’s.
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Then there was a remarkable sequence of events. The first not being special until after the second allowed the third one.
Dakota was working at the town library on a school report and Wallace was supposed to pick him up as the last bus was an hour before closing time. Wallace failed this simple mission as he had forgotten it until Dakota’s called. It was a minor inconvenience thought Dakota until some hours later he heard that exciting one handed clapping. He even caught some of the dialogue – “… forget again and you won’t be able to sit for a week.” angrily yelled by his Uncle Graham
The next couple of times the pick up happened as planned but then Wallace forgot once again. Dakota managed to call from the nearby tavern and was retrieved.
There was one difference, however, for Graham was on a business trip and Dakota had a brainstorm. He very carefully planned what he had to say.
“Wallace my uncle will be very annoyed that you forgot – again – your duty to pick me up at the library so that I had to call from and wait in that seedy tavern. I’m sure that he will roast your bottom most throughly when he returns and hears of it.”
An ashen Wallace with a covert gesture of a hand near his butt as to symbolically protect it snapped “What do you mean?”
“Just reminding you that naughty boys get spanked in his house and uncle is sure to do it most thoroughly as this is a repeat offence for you in less than two weeks.”
Dakota waited a bit before breaking the awkward silence. “You have earned a spanking. You can wait until uncle returns next week or … get spanked now by me. Whatever you prefer, Wallace.”
Wallace thought long and hard for he was between that proverbial rock and a hard place. After some internal fighting he chose ‘now’ but insisted on a promise of secrecy which was given.
“OK. Chose the room and fetch the implement and give me a call when you are ready.” ordered Dakota.
Soon after Wallace called from the family room. When Dakota arrived, Wallace was naked in the corner with his hands on his head. A small leather paddle was on the chair in the middle of the room. Dakota was pleased that his stratagem to learn how his uncle spanked his partner worked.
Dakota took his place and called his submissive, naughty uncle to get into position. Once Wallace was over his lap, he grabbed his waist and began spanking with his hand. Although he spanked hard he could tell from the report that his uncle struck a lot harder but it was great fun. When he saw that the target was a pleasant rosy red, he switched to the little leather paddle and enthusiastically turned the target bright red. Then he dismissed Wallace and retired most pleased with himself.
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The special day turned out to be a difficult day. Graham and Dakota had traveled a couple of hours to get to the event while Wallace fulfilled some family obligation. Graham was the entrant and he had high expectations of great honors.
In the morning session, Graham did merely average which he found depressing. Dakota failed at raising his spirits. The early afternoon session was not better for he was the lowest ranked player to make the final rounds. He was quickly eliminated to his extreme disappointment. Dakota tried to console him but was not very successful although he tried his best. To make things even worse the winner was a personal rival of Graham and managed some unsportsman words.
They headed home skipping the nice restaurant that was planned in favor of a fast food drive through. Dakota had to insist that they park in the lot and eat rather than driving on immediately. “This is a lot safer, Uncle.” he insisted, “We are not in a hurry for it isn’t a school nor a work night.”
Driving conditions were poor as it was pouring cats and dogs yet Graham kept speeding leaving Dakota to wish he was driving. Even the speed limit was not safe with the torrential rain. Dakota kept begging his uncle to slow down and be more careful but that failed to impress his disappointed uncle. Graham managed to talk the traffic cop out of citing him but it still helped a bit but he managed to run two red lights uncaught by the fuzz.
Dakota was greatly relieved that he got home with only severely shaken nerves. Once there the situation was not improved when Wallace called that some roads were closed and his family insisted that he stay over and not drive in the terrible conditions. Dakota was not really mature enough to handle his grumpy uncle and they got into words. That was not good for Dakota said several very pivotal things like “If I acted like you did at the contest, you would have spanked me.” and “If I had a licence and drove like you did this evening you would have confiscated my licence and spanked me as well.”
And then in the awed silence of shock and surprise Dakota opined “I wish grandpa was here for he would immediately know what to do.” I can remember how father recalled your dad yelling at both of you for misconduct.
Then he barked in his lowest register what he was sure his grandpa would have said.
“Give me your belt, boy.”
“Get those pants down – now!”
“Undies too, boy. And bend over.”
“You know you have been very naughty.”
It is surely inexplicable what then followed. Graham said “Yes. Sir.” before opening his belt, pulling it free and handing it to Dakota. Then he dropped his pants and undies and bent over leaning on the couch.
Dakota was nonplused staring at his uncle’s rear end with his belt in his hand. Dare he do the obvious but incomprehensible? His uncle surely was deserving after all his transgressions this day.
He stepped forward, raised the belt and swung it on the target. He saw a red stripe form. Graham remained in position so he continued for a dozen cuts hard as he could. Uncle Graham’s butt glowed bright red for the first time in many years.
“That’s all, get dressed.” he said unsure of what to do.
Graham solved that problem by giving him a hug. “I’m afraid I needed that. Thanks.”
Both troubled by the events of the day they went to bed neither sure of the future.