Justice for Joel (Part 4)

For Joel – Continues
bottom burned like fire. No matter how much he tried to ignore it,
the relentless sting wouldn’t go away, that, and the total
humiliation he had been subjected to, was all he could think about.
Not only was he very sore, but he was also very angry, how dare Uncle
Miles and his gang of inbred hicks treat him like this? They had
stripped him naked, and refused to give him back his clothes, they
had spanked him, jabbed him in the butt with pitchforks, and then
they had stung him with stinging nettles!
a result, his naturally sensitive rump felt as if it was being
attacked by a thousand fire ants, while simultaneously being jabbed
with red hot needles. He was, therefore, not a happy boy.
was in a seriously unwelcome predicament, for one thing he trapped on
a farm, in the middle of the Montana hills, hundreds of miles from
girls, from the city and all the things he enjoyed, but he was also
at risk of court mandated, bare bottom, spankings, mostly inflicted
without warning! He felt as if he was living a nightmare, unable to
wake up, and he suspected the dream was about to get even worse.
may please many readers to hear that young Joel’s guess was not be
far off the mark!. Joel was one of those young men who deserved a
permanently sore bottom, and that was exactly what he was going to
dusk began to fall, Joel discovered to his horror that he would have
to sleep with the men in the bunkhouse behind the main ranch house.
This did not please him, and he had complained to his Uncle, however,
Miles had been adamant, if he was going to work on the ranch, he
would have to live life a ranch hand.
Joel protested that the ranch hands were not bare butt naked, Miles
informed him tersely, that he would get his pants returned to him, if
and when he had earned them. Until then he would have to stay bare
sent Joel into an irritated sulk, it was embarrassing being naked,
especially when he had such a red bottom. He was also unhappy about
sharing with the ranch workers. To start with, he was very nervous in
the company of the ranch hands, after what they had done to him
earlier, but also, as a city boy, he felt naturally superior to
country dwelling farm workers and objected to sharing their sleeping
ranch hands quickly sensed that Joel’s arrogant attitude was still
lurking beneath the surface and resolved to bring him down with a
bump, preferably hard on his cute little bare bottom.
turned to Ash and Hadley “Back in my sports bag I have just the
thing which will light that little dickhead’s butt up like a
lightning bug!” he whispered.
like fun” chuckled Ash “It’s red now, but it could do with being
even redder!!”
needs a little extra …. heat I think!” smiled Braden
kid!” he barked in a louder voice, “It’s almost chow time, come
with us, and we’ll show you where you will be bunking down tonight!”
he took a firm grip of Joel’s arm, while Hadley took hold of the
other arm, and, followed by the other men, all grinning broadly, they
marched a very reluctant Joel towards the brightly lit bunkhouse.
or “chow” as the men called it did not appeal to Joel, consisting
of pork meatloaf and corn biscuits, it was far too “country style”
for his (in his view) more sophisticated city based tastes. Also, he
found it very uncomfortable trying to sit on the hard bench by the
table. After a few mouthfuls he stood up and walked away from the
table, aware of the half dozen pairs of amused eyes which were
focused on him.
ass of yours still looks mighty sore kid!” said Braden, a kindly
note in his voice, as he looked at Joel’s still bare and still very
red bottom.
it fucking is!” snapped Joel “after what you fuckers did to it!”
quickly turning his back away from the amused eyes of the other men,
whilst simultaneously covering his exposed genitals with his hands.
can help it feel better!” smiled Braden, “come here, I’ll rub
some soothing cream into it!”
ain’t touching my ass!” replied Joel defensively backing away from
the men, only to find his way blocked by the bunk beds.
be a jackass kid!” laughed Ash he only wants to make your little
bottom feel better. Both he and Hadley too hold of Joel and pulled
him towards the seated Braden, before forcing the struggling youth to
sit on Braden’s lap.
a large and muscular guy, placed one hand beneath Joel’s thighs and,
with one swift and easy movement, lifted his legs up into the air,
with the result that Joel suddenly found himself in an embarrassing
and very exposed position, similar to that of a baby about to have
it’s diaper changed.
the ….?” he yelped “put me the fuck down!!!”
be so dumb kid!” laughed Braden, “we’re just gonna’ sooth that
poor stinging botty of yours!!”
the ‘soothing cream’ Man!” said Hadley picking up a tube from the
table where Braden had placed it earlier (winking to the other men as
he did so. “Hold him steady while I rub it in!” he squeezed the
tube, so that a large dollop of the cream landed in the palm of his
then raised his hand in the air, before taking a swing at Joel so
that the cream covered palm of his hand landed with a loud “SMACK!!”
across the left cheek of Joel’s uplifted bottom.
yelled Joel “That fucking hurt … you ….!!”
down Young’un!” snapped Hadley “We are doing this to make you
more comfortable ….. otherwise, your butt will sting all night!”
he began rubbing the cream firmly into Joel’s butt cheeks.
sure you cover the whole area!” laughed Ash “We want to make sure
that his whole butt feels the …. uh … benefit of that …. er
gentle soothing ointment!”
tried to pull himself free from Braden’s grip, but Braden’s muscular
arms were honed from years of strenuous labour, and with the
assistance of another ranch hand, Jareth Hunter, who held his
shoulders, the protesting youth was kept firmly in place.
are not doing it right!” cried Ash “here let me show you!” he
playfully pushed Hadley to one side and firmly grabbed hold of Joel’s
butt cheeks, pushing them apart, and exposing Joel’s puckering anus
to the horror of Joel and the delight of the grinning men.
needs to go …. everywhere!” he laughed.
with the help of Hadley, then rolled Joel onto his side, still
perched on Braden’s knee, this exposed Joel even more and allowed Ash
greater access to his most intimate areas.
of course, took full advantage of Joel’s position, and firmly rubbed
the cream into every inch, and crevice, of Joel’s cute young butt.
was then that Joel began to become aware of a new sensation spreading
across his nether regions, first a feeling of warmth, then heat
followed a hot fiery sensation. Rather than soothing the burning in
his bottom, whatever, the men were rubbing into him was increasing
his discomfort.
the fuck is that stuff??!!!” screamed joel “It’s burning me!
be stupid Joel!” laughed, Ash, using his thumbs to smear the cream
between the unhappy lad’s cheeks “it will take away the burn!”
making it worse!” protested Joel, now in significant discomfort,
“it’s burning my ass!! …. AAAGGH!! it is really burning me!!”
me look at that tube!” murmured Braden with feigned concern, as,
grinning brightly, Hadley handed him the now empty tube, which
Braden then studied with a frown, while still holding the now yelling
and kicking Joel in place.
heck Buddy!” groaned Braden “That’s the wrong cream, it’s not the
soothing cream, that’s embrocation …. see …” he held out the
tube “Capsaicin cream … it’s chilli based …..!!”
… oh my!” cooed Ash with pretend sympathy “you should never use
that on tender areas ….. it’ll sting like Hell fire!!”
your butt a stinging a bit kid?” asked Braden in his best effort at
a solicitous tone.
fucking is!!” screamed Joel “Get it off me!!!! …AAAAGGGGHH!!!”
loosened his grip on Joel allowing him to leap to his feet and begin
jumping up and down, yelling in anger and pain, as the men stood
around watching him, struggling to stop themselves from laughing out
guess we better give young Joel a bath!” announced Ash “that
should wash off that nasty chilli paste!!”
Come on Kid, we’ll give you a nice bath!!” shouted Hadley “that
will make you feel better!”
Joel could reply, the men took hold of him, and hurried him into the
next room, where and old hip bath had conveniently been placed in the
middle of the room.
more conveniently, numerous pans of water were already heating up on
on a large, old fashioned stove in the corner of the room, whilst two
kettles were already whistling and beginning to steam.
Braden and Ash held onto Joel, the other men swiftly filled the hip
bath with the water from the heated pans and kettles.
what are you d..doing?” stammered Joel
we’re gonna’ give you a bath fella’!” replied Ash “We gotta’ wash
that nasty chilli off your butt!”
that’s too hot!!” yelled Joel “NO!! that’s too damn hot!!”
so dumb kid!” replied Braden struggling to suppress a laugh “It
needs to be hot to get the chilli off!”
of course, was not dumb enough to believe that, a keen athlete while
still at school, he had suffered a number of strains and new that
when hot water came into contact with embrocation on tender skin it
actually intensifies the stinging sensation. At that point
increasing the sensation was the very last thing he wanted!!
fucking way!!” he shouted, fear sending his voice a few octaves
higher than usual. He attempted to pull away from Braden and Ash,
but they just gripped him more tightly.
time for your bath Kid!” growled Ash, “C’mon Buddy, let’s help
…NO!! … DON’T!!” shouted Joel, as Ash firmly took hold of him
under the arms, while Braden grabbed him by the ankles, easily
lifting him off the floor.
me down you dickheads!” shouted the struggling Joel!
will do!” replied Ash with a grin “We will let you down … into
the bath!”
two men carried the horrified and protesting Joel across the room
until they stood on either side of the steaming hip bath, holding the
dangling Joel, bare bottom down over the still close to boiling
men began lowering Joel towards the water, while, in an effort to
stop them, Joel grabbed hold of the two wooden handles on either side
of the batch, in a desperate attempt to push his body, and especially
his, still glowing pink bottom upwards.
a few seconds, Joel’s efforts succeeded in stopping his descent
towards the hot water, but not for long.
placed his arms around Joel’s chest and gripped him in a tight bear
hug “Sorry fella” he growled menacingly, “but you’re going
down!” then, he lowered himself to his knees and with a sudden jerk
of his muscular arms he forced Joel’s body down into the steaming
let out a scream of pain as the scalding hot water reacted with the
chilli based cream, which had earlier been rubbed into his render
skin, increasing the burning sensation by some ten fold.
that nice warm water easing your little sore butt?” chuckled
Jareth, who had been observing the scene with increasing amusement.
is fucking burning me, you fucking ass hole!!” yelled Joel
your tight little ass hole that’s getting roasted kid!” laughed
Jareth “And you might get something worse than hot water up there
if you are not careful!!”
with laughter, Braden and Ash released their grip on Joel, allowing
him the opportunity to jump to his feel, still standing in the hip
bath, but sending hot water splashing onto the floor, and the jeans
clad legs of the ranch hands.
Joel could jump out of the bath, and escape the hot water which was
still burning his bare feel and lower legs, he again found himself
in the firm grip of Ash and Braden, who had now dropped the earlier
pretence of kindness.
think its time this little city boy got another whuppin’” snarled
replied Jareth “An’ I got just the thing!” he picked up a long
handled wooden bath brush
Let him have it Buddy!” Turning Joel so that he bare bottom was
pointed towards Jareth.
sure is a tempting target!” laughed Jareth, reaching out and
tapping Joel’s behind with the brush, before giving it a resounding
struggled and kicked his legs in an attempt to free himself, but the
men held him firmly in place as Jareth aimed a further painful WHACK
at his now quite tortured bottom!
he yelled, as the impact of the hard wood on his sensitive skin sent
shockwaves into his flesh.
bottom was now stinging as if it was under attack from a swarm of
angry yellow jacket wasps.
the bunkhouse, Miles peered through a crack in the curtain, a rye
smile on his face. He was pleased to see that the men were giving
Joel a taste of what the next few months had in store for him. He
knew the men could be rough, and he would step in if they went too
far. Joel’s bottom needed to be kept sore, but not permanently
damaged. However, for the time being, Joel was getting exactly what
he deserved.
inside the men had, to some degree, taken pity on Joel and and
dispensed with the bath brush after a mere 10 Whacks. Instead Braden
and another of the men, Ivan Cooper, placed Joel across their knees
and began what might be called a synchronised spanking. Each man
taking turns in smacking Joel’s wide spread butt, as he yelled and
cussed at them, but was unable to do anything to stop them.
long as Joel was living on the farm him cute 18 year old butt was
theirs to do as they liked with it, and the men were resolved to keep
it glowing pink, tender and well spanked at all times.
hours later, and the men were preparing for bed. “Hey guys” said
Hadley “where is the kid gonna sleep?, there isn’t a spare bunk for
sort one out for him tomorrow, until then he’ll have to sleep on the
porch!” replied Braden, with a wink
a brief moment Joel’s mind buzzed with thoughts of escape, if he was
on the porch, he could wait until the guys were asleep, then steal a
truck, and get away from this God forsaken place.
his hopes of freedom were short lived, as soon as they had escorted
him to the porch outside the bunk house, the men tied his hands and
feet with a long piece of rope, before throwing the other end over a
beam in the porch ceiling.
are you doing?” stammered Joel
need to make sure the coyotes don’t get you boy!” replied Ash, as
the men began pulling on the rope, causing Joel to loose his balance
and fall, landing on his just punished bottom.
men kept pulling on the ropes, hoisting Joel up into the air until he
was hanging from the beam, by his tied wrists and ankles, with his
dangling bare bottom almost brushing against a strange looking metal
apparatus, which looked like a neon light.
can’t leave me like this!!” shouted Joel “Not all night!!”
worry kid!” laughed Ash, “we’ll make sure the bugs don’t bit
you!!” he turned a switch and the object next to Joel’s bottom,
began to hum and flicker to life, giving off a bright blue light.
body jerked with surprise causing him to sway slightly, with the
result that his dangling bare bottom touched the thin metal grid
surrounding the blue light.
a small but painful electric shock, stabbed into his exposed butt
cheek, accompanied by a small flash of blue light “Yeeowwch!!
yelled Joel, his body jerking again, causing him to sway at the end
of the rope, first away from the grid, but then, that very momentum
caused him to swing back into contact with the grid resulting in
another “ZZAAPP!
and a flash of blue light as a small but stinging electrical current
shot into his flesh, this time mere millimetres from his exposed and
rosebud like anus, causing him to let out another scream
the fuck is that thing?” he yelled
kills them ‘skeeters Boy” replied Hadley “We get a lotta’ darn
‘skeeters round here!”
don’t worry Kid” added Ash “the mozzies won’t bite you, not with
you hanging right next to the ‘Skeeter killer and all!”
continued Hadley “Any ‘skeeter that tries to bite your lil’ bare
tail will get hit by an electric charge and ‘zapo’, it’ll be ‘skeeter
be careful not to touch it!” laughed Braden “or you will get a
nasty shock!”
did not need telling about the electrical shocks, having just
received two painful jabbing shocks in what was currently the most
tender and sensitive part of his anatomy from what he now realised
was a rather ancient electrical insect killer. An electric insect
killer on one’s porch is a very useful device in the backwoods of
Montana for some parts of the year, but it is not something anyone
would want to be hanging next to when bare ass naked, as Joel was.
decided to try and reason with the men. “Hey guys, this is not
funny! Let me down now!” he tried to look down at them, but that
just made the rope sway, causing his behind to touch the electrified
grating “ZZZAAAPPP!
kid!” replied Braden “we’ll make up a bunk for you tomorrow, but
tonight you will have to stay up there!!”
fella’” laughed Hadley “Sleep well!”
Joel’s horror the men then sauntered back into the bunkhouse, leaving
him dangling from the roof of the porch, his bottom a hairs breadth
from the electric insect killer.
Joel had a long and painful night ahead of him, not only was it very
uncomfortable hanging from a rope by his hands and feet, but also,
much as he tried to stay perfectly still, this was not possible when
one is dangling from a rope, and even the smallest of movements
caused the rope to swing sending his bare bottom into contact with
the electrified grill surrounding the blue light and jabbing yet
another painful electric shock into his already well punished bottom.
electric shocks may not have been strong enough to cause any serious
or lasting burns, but they were still extremely painful especially on
such tender skin as that on Joel’s bottom.
long Montana night was punctuated with the zapping sound of
electricity on skin, followed by a yell of pain from Joel.
luck really had really run out, and who knew what life had in store
for him next. Whatever it was, it was sure to a pain in the ass!
may return to the ranch later in the year to see how Joel’s summer of
spanking progresses.

Justice For Joel (Part 3)

glowered at the group of, mostly bare chested young men, whom, his
uncle had just announced would be his workmates. To his city-boy
eyes, they all looked like a bunch of extras from some very uncool
and, no longer politically correct, 1970’s TV Western, and most
deffinatelynot one he wished to become a cast member in.
court had said nothing about him having to work as a ranch hand, and
he had no intention of doing so.
‘ain’t no inbred hill-billy like them!” he snarled “’an I ‘ain’t
shovelling horse sh#t!”
swung round, intending to march back to the ranch house in protest,
but found that two of the ranch hands have moved behind him, blocking
his path. “Get outa’my fucking way you retards!” yelled Joel, his
attempt to hide his alarm by feigning anger betrayed by the shrill
note in his voice.
Huh?” replied Ash Amos, the marginally older of the two ranch hands
blocking his escape, a slow smile crossing his ruggedly handsome face
“That is not nice kid!”
call me kid you ….hick! … let me pass!” spat Joel
are not going anywhere Kid!” replied Braden Garth, the younger of
the two men.
that, the two men roughly grabbed hold of Joel and, joined by a third
man, Jareth Hunter, pulled him down on top of a bail of hay before
beginning to undress him. At first Joel was stunned, not quite
realising what the men were doing, but as one man’s strong, work
calloused fingers began unbuttoning his tight blue jeans, realisation
struck him like a thunderbolt, and he started struggling and
protesting furiously.
Joel, fit, young and street smart he might be, but these men were
well used to strenuous work, and he was no match against the three of
them. Within moments, his jeans, sneakers, socks and shirt had been
stripped from him, and all that still protected his remaining dignity
were his, recently shoplifted, Hilfiger boxers, which his dad had
innocently packed for him.
Joel struggled free clutching the waist band of his underpants in a
frantic attempt to avoid these also being stripped from him, but
tripped and fell with a heavy and undignified “Thump!” onto the
barn floor. This caused general laughter among the men, and even
Miles fought to suppress a smile.
clambered to his feet, and glanced quickly around but saw to his
dismay that all escape routes were blocked by grinning, and very
muscular farmhands.
do you perverts want?” stammered Joel, attempting to sound tough,
and failing totally “give me my clothes back!”
…. ‘retards’ …’in-breeds’ … are we?” murmured Ash “Oh am I
going to enjoy this!!”
enjoy what?” shouted Joel, still failing to sound tough “What are
you going to …………?”
moved towards Joel with a swaggering step, the lazy but laconic grin
on his face sending an unwilling shiver down the younger man’s back.
He then spoke slowly, his country weathered drawl adding a menacing
emphasis to his words. “We are gonna’ spank your little city boy
bottom boy!” he said “’an we’re gonna’ spank it so long, and so
hard that you won’t be inclined to sit on it for quite some time!”
you!!” spluttered Joel “No way …. Fuck you!!”
leaned forward, his face only inches from Joel’s “No Kid!” his
voice like a low growl “If anyone here gets fucked, it won’t be
that, he grabbed Joel by the ear and dragged him across the barn to a
pile of hay bails, on which he sat down before pulling the struggling
and protesting younger man across his knee.
Joel was firmly in place, Ash reached out took hold of the waist band
of Joel’s boxers and with one well practised jerk of his wrist,
pulled them down, revealing a bare bottom still pink from the earlier
attention Joel had received from Miles’ firm and very hard palm.
and the other men all grinned, delighted to see how cute, hair-free
and spankable Joel’s butt was, this was going to be even more fun
than they had thought.
most bad gamblers, Joel had hit a streak of bad luck, and making his
luck even worse was being the owner of a bottom which people just
wanted to spank, and one which, as we have established previously was
particularly tender and sensitive.
lifted his hand high above his head and then brought it down with a
resounding WHACK! Across Joel’s once again exposed and vulnerable
other guys all let out a cheer as the crowded round to watch the
spectacle. Joel was not the first new ranch hand to suffer the
initiation, but he was by far the hottest looking, and, from what the
boss had told them, by far the most deserving.
Miles stood back and watched the action, a smile of quiet
satisfaction playing on his ruggedly handsome lips. Young Joel was
going to get the justice the court had ordered, and which he had, in
Miles’ eyes more than earned after the way the young jerk had treated
his father, Miles’ younger brother.
knew that he could depend on his fit and hearty workers to carry out
Judge Flinthard’s sentence, and supervise Joel, leaving him free to
run the ranch, and step in to administer additional discipline
himself when necessary.
would need to keep an eye on some of the guys, particularly Ash, to
ensure things didn’t get out of hand, but he was confident that all
would work well.
Josh yelled, struggled and made threats he was in no position to
carry out, Ash was now well in his stride spanking the unfortunate
Joel’s increasingly red behind, when he noticed the lad’s rubber
soled sneakers lying on the floor
Braden Buddy” he drawled “hand me that there white shoe!”
handsome, sun bleached haired boy he had addressed, ran over grabbed
one of Joel’s sneakers and handed it to Ash.
tapped the sole of the sneaker against the palm of his hand and
smiled broadly “That will do the job just dandy!” he said
that, Ash returned to spanking the unfortunate Joel’s behind, this
time with the the young dude’s rubber soled sneaker, whilst Joel
yelled in pain and protest, and the other men cheered in delighted
on doing what you are doing boys” interjected Miles. “That is
just what the court ordered!”
Ash pushed Joel off his knee “Time for you to start working Kid!”
he barked. He picked up one of the pitchforks which the men had been
using and held it out to Joel “Not get to work Kid!”
….” spat Joel, wisely stopping himself at the last second
want more!!” demanded Ash, raising an eyebrow in an exaggerated
quizzical expression.
sullen glower on his face Joel snatched the fork and made a half
hearted attempt at moving some loose hay around. One of the men,
Ivan Cooper called out “You got a lot to learn kid, but we’re here
to teach you!” at which all the other men roared with laughter, at
the shared Joke, which Joel failed to understand.
picked up Joel’s discarded clothes “I’ll take these back to the
ranch” he said “If you want the right to wear clothes again Joel,
you are going to have to earn it!!”
threw a furious look at his Uncle, the humiliating realisation that
he would most likely be bare butt naked for days, possibly weeks
searing through his already bruised ego. However, he could see from
the expression on Miles’ face that it was pointless to argue.
turned away from the group of men and continued to jab at the mud
outside of the barn. By turning his back, of course, his shiny red,
and well spanked bottom was fully displayed, resulting in whoops of
delight from the men.
that’s what I want to see!” said Miles pointing at the naked
youth’s glowing bottom “That is what the good judge ordered!” he
turned to the men “It will be your job to ensure that it is a nice,
healthy pink, just like that at the end of every shift. Can you do
that for me?!”
sure can Boss!” grinned Ash Amos “You can rely on us”
what I like to hear!” continued Miles “Now I need to make some
calls, so I will leave you guys in charge!”
that, Miles left them and made his way back to the ranch house
carrying Joel’s clothes, with a satisfied smile on his face.
men stood around watching Joel as he continued to dig at the dirt
outside the barn, unsure what he was supposed to be doing, angry he
had to do anything, but keen not to provoke another spanking.
Granger had been standing and observing events, but now he decided to
join the fun “You’ll get nothing done at that speed fella’” he
drawled “put some effort into it, will ya’”
picked up a second discarded pitchfork and gave Joel a quick jab in
his very sore and tender bottom.
gave a yell of pain, dropped the pitchfork, and leapt round clutching
his behind “You f##king red-neck c##t!!” he snarled “Don’t you
f##king dare!!”
… ahem .. dare what Fella’?” grinned Hadley
you dare jab my ass with that f##king thing, you moron!” snapped
Joel furiously “Do that again and I’ll put you on a f##king slab!”
what?” replied an incredulous Hadley “We’ll see about that!”
well!” Grinned Ash who had been watching with barely concealed
amusement “It seems this youngun’ has not learned his lesson!”
he needs more teaching!” replied Hadley making a movement towards
Joel with his pitchfork
you!” snapped Joel, jumping away from the sharp points, only to
discover that he had jumped straight into the firm gripping hands of
Braden and Jareth, who had quietly circled round behind him. “Let
go of me you ……!”
growled Jareth “he sure needs more teachin’!”
two men who had hold of Joel pulled him, wriggling and swearing into
the barn, followed by Ash and Hadley who picked up discarded
pitchforks as they did so.
and Braden pushed Joel down onto some bails of hay, while Hadly took
a length of rope of the wall and cut it into two. He then handed one
to Braden, who, assisted with Ash, tied Joel’s hands behind his back.
Then Hadley and Jareth used one end of the other length of rope to
tie Joel’s ankles together, after which he threw the other either
ends of the rope over a beam.
was at this point that Joel, who, until then had been struggling and
cussing began to realise that he was seriously outnumbered and that
he had made a bad miscalculation.
tried to reason with the men, but his attempt at conciliation had
come too late and the other ranch hands were now determined to “teach
him a lesson” as they had promised.
and Hadley both took hold of an end of the rope and began to pull,
lifting Joel’s feet, legs and then his bright pink bottom off the
bail of hay and raising it into the air.
that is a perfect target!” chuckled Ash
…what are you going to do?” stammered a now very alarmed Joel
decided that its time you get the point kid” replied Ash “Ah
…My bad!” he corrected himself “make that points!”
guys all began to approach the, now diaper positioned Joel, with
their pitchforks aimed towards his uplifted bottom.
yelled Joel, please don’t!! …. I’m sorry”
late kid!” replied Ash as he jabbed at Joel’s behind with his fork
“We are gonna’ stick you like a little piggy!”
that the laughing farm hands began to jab at Joel with their forks.
This was not the first time they had punished a lazy or careless
ranch hand in this way, and although they were all now quite pissed
with Joel, they had no intention of injuring him, or drawing any
blood, just to make his already very sore bottom hurt even more, and
to put Joel through a little more, in their view, well deserved,
discomfort and humiliation. 
yelled Joel as Ash’s fork jabbed into his left butt cheek, pricking
his now very tender skin. Meanwhile Braden and Jareth pricked his
right butt cheek with their forks, causing Joel to yell again
jabs were relativity gentle, compared to what muscular young men
wealding sharp objects could inflict, but because Joel’s bottom was
now so over-sensitive that the jabs hurt like fire.
stood back a little, laughing as he watched his fellow ranch hands
jabbing at Joel. Then suddenly an idea struck him. Pulling a pair of
thick leather gloves from his pocket, and left the barn, and returned
moments later carrying a bunch of stinging nettles he had pulled from
where they grew, next to the fence outside.
guys” he said “I’ve had a better idea. We can really whack him
with these!”
guys all cheered with glee, as they each grabbed a hand full of
stinging nettles from Hadley’s bunch
yeah!” Laughed Ash, “this will really give him a sting in the
group then set about beating Joel with the stinging nettles, with all
the enthusiasm of a festival crowd attacking a Piñata, knowing that,
unlike the pitchforks, they could now really punish the cute blonde
jerk’s deserving bottom, making sure it would sting for hours without
causing lasting damage.
all, as Ash said later, “you should never break toys which you plan
to play with again ,
so called diaper position was not only humiliating, but it ensured
that Joel’s most private and tender areas were totally exposed and
vulnerable, and the guys took full advantage of that exposure and
screamed and yelled in pain and outrage as the fiery tingling and
burning caused of the cruel nettles spread across his butt cheeks and
upper thighs livening up the tenderness and hypersensitivity
resulting from the earlier spankings, until each stinging swat burned
like a red hot coal.
bottom would sting for hours, and this was just the start, Joel’s
time in the country would be long and uncomfortable.

Justice For Joel (Part 2)

carrying the protesting, increasingly outraged and bare bottomed Joel
over his shoulder Miles marched up the street to the parking lot
where he had parked his truck. 
At 18, Joel
was a strong young man, but Miles was stronger, and despite his
attempts to struggle free, Joel could not escape from his mortifyingly
embarrassing position, made all the worse by the passers by laughing
and pointing as they saw him. The unhappy lad was keenly aware that,
apart from his white socks, he was naked from the waist down, and
that his still blushing red bottom publicly advertised to all that he
had been soundly spanked.
a reader it might be unkind to enjoy the humiliation of a handsome
but arrogant young jerk, but Heck, none of us are perfect. To someone
with such an inflated and sensitive ego as Joel, the shame of his
position was almost as painful as the spanking …. almost. Of course, he deserved it, so let us
just savour that fact!
reaching the truck, Miles put Joel down, whilst still holding him
tightly. He then opened the tailgate of the truck and pushed the
protesting lad onto some bails of hay which were in the back of the
Joel could quite grasp what was happening, Miles had grabbed a length
of rope and tied him face down over the bail of hay.
the fu ….. what are you doing?” yelled Joel
have to keep my hands on the wheel!” replied Miles “So this will
keep you …. secure, while we drive to the ranch!”
that Miles opened the driver’s seat of the car and jumped “Make
yourself comfortable Joel, we have a five hour drive ahead of us!
Joel’s horror the van drove out of the parking lot and onto the city
street, with him still strapped bare bottomed and very exposed in
the open back of the vehicle. 
was midday, but still the traffic was heavy, so their journey through
town was slow, giving the local citizenry ample opportunity to see
Joel as the truck made its way through the streets. Like a small
carnival float, or, in Joel’s mind a tumbrel driving through the
cheering streets of revolutionary Paris, the only difference being
that he would not face the guillotine, and it would not be his head
that would be on the block.
the truck drove out of the city and began heading North West towards
the Montana border. For the first 80 or so miles, the roads remained
busy, and many motorists cheered and hooted when they caught sight of
Joel in the back of the truck.
a few hours of driving, the van crossed the Montana border, and
turned off the main highway, and to Joel’s relief they began passing
less traffic as they began heading deeper into the countyside.
had just been through the worst, and most pain filled, day of his
life and and still could not quite believe what had happened. He was
still only wearing his white shirt and socks, and was beginning to
think that Miles’s threat to keep him “bare bottomed” might be
still in trepidation as to what might lay ahead, his characteristic
defiance was beginning to reassert itself, and his crafty mind spent
much of the trip plotting ways which he might be able to avoid what
was planned for him, and once again, as so often in his life so far,
escape the consequences of his action.
they travelled, the countryside became more impressive, with stunning
vistas of beautiful rolling pastures and woodland, framed by cloud
topped mountains in the far distance. Of course, Joel’s face down,
bottom uppermost, position did not afford him the best view of
natures wonders, and in any event he was far more concerned with
wondering what might await him when they finally reached their
almost five hours of driving, the van turned of the road onto a long
dirt road drive way, which led eventually to a large ranch house,
surrounded by farm buildings.
parked the van, got out and walked round to the back and opened the
tailgate, before proceeding to untie Joel.
you remember this farm Joel?” he asked “You stayed here once many
years ago, when you were very young.”
who’s body was aching from the hours he had just spent in a very
uncomfortable position, scowled and glanced around. However,
instead of appreciating the magnificent views, Joel sulkily
contemplated how boring life would be stuck out here, so far from the
city. He again began to consider various means of escape.
vaguely recalled the farm and the fun he had once had playing there,
long ago, before the city, girls and adult games had become of more
interest to him than playing hide and go seek in some dusty old barn.
will be your home for the next year Joel”
that!” blurted Joel “you can’t keep me prisoner here!”
the court thinks otherwise kid” smiled Miles ”and I suggest you
mind your language in future!”
shrugged, he had no intention of either minding his language or
staying on some damn farm for a week, let alone a year.
will be working on the farm, and living with the farm hands going
forward” continued Miles “But tonight you can sleep in the house,
follow me” he opened the door and walked into the hallway.
followed, but was not happy with what he had just heard “What do
you mean ‘working’? The Judge didn’t say anything about work!!” he
muttered resentfully.
need to earn your living kid” replied Miles.
that! I didn’t choose to come to this sh ….. farm!”
told you to mind your tongue!”
you!” snapped Joel, “you are not my father!”
second later Joel found himself rammed, face first against the wall
as Miles held him firmly in place with one hand while using the other
to lift the back of his white shirt, revealing his still slightly
reddened bare behind.
then picked up a clothes brush from the hall table “I warned you
twice kid!” he snarled, “I am not going to warn you again!”
raised the brush high in the air and then brought it down with a loud
WHACK! onto Joel’s still tender behind.
yelled Joel. “That hurts”
will hurt a lot more when I use this on you for real!” replied
Miles as he delivered two more stinging “ThWACKS!” to Joel’s
behind. “Which I guarantee I will, if you don’t behave
released his grip, at which point Joel spun round and glowered at the
older man. There had to be some way of escaping this situation, but
with a hundred miles of open countryside between them and
civilisation, that would not be easy to achieve.
night Joel slept badly, his mind beset with frightening nightmares,
all of which ended the same way.
next morning, a still sulky Joel woke up at an hour which was, for
him, unusually early and made his way, naked, into the bathroom
attached to the bedroom he had been allocated. 
turned on the bath tap and and then returned to the bedroom and began
going through the drawers, in the hope of finding a cigarette.
Unfortunately for Joel, Miles’ house was a strictly enforced no
smoking zone, and Joel’s own pack of smokes were in the pocket of his
black suit pants, which, together with his underpants and shoes, were
back at the courthouse, many miles away.
search proving fruitless, Joel sulkily returned to the bathroom, and
attempted to sit down on the edge of the bath, which was now full of
water. However, being preoccupied with the lack of nicotine he sat
down clumsily, and instead of sitting on the edge of the bath he fell
bottom first into the water. 
many a gambler has discovered, when they hit an unlucky streak, it
doesn’t get any better, and Joel’s luck, ably assisted by his own
carelessness, was getting increasingly worse. When he had run himself
a bath, he had only turned on the hot tap, so the bath his bare
bottom had just landed in was full of scalding hot water.
let out a scream, sounding not unlike a wounded animal as he leaped
out of the bath and began jumping up and down clutching his scorched
behind, swearing loudly as he did so. 
rubbing his, again very sore bottom, Joel walked back into the
bedroom, it was then that he noticed the object on the floor
had tossed his white shirt on the floor before getting into the
shower and he wondered if he could tie that round himself, like some
loincloth. It was then that he noticed the white cylindrical object
which had fallen out of the shirt pocket, and remembered that his
buddy, Jose, had lent him a cigarette and match before entering the
court earlier that day.
quickly picked up the cigarette and searched frantically for the
match, which luckily was still in the pocket. He struck the match
against the bathroom wall, not caring that it left a mark on the
paintwork, lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply before exhaling a
stream of smoke.
was just in the act of taking a second drag of the cigarette, when
the bathroom door opened, and Miles Rutter walked in carrying a
holdall “Your Dad asked me to pack some clothes for y …..!” he
began, stopping abruptly upon seeing the cigarette smouldering
between Joel’s fingers.
the…!!” after a moment of stunned silence, Miles exploded with
fury “How dare you smoke in my house?!!. He strode up to Joel and
placed a firm hand on his shoulder “I did not give you permission
to pollute my atmosphere!”
snatched the offending, quarter smoked, cigarette from Joel’s hand,
threw it into the sink, and turned on the tap. “Do you know what
those things do to your body?”
will you get off my case man! …” shrugged Joel “it’s only a
words had barely left Joel’s mouth before he found himself being
dragged out of the bedroom by Miles, who then sat down on a large
leather setee, before forcing Joel to sit on his lap, facing away
from him. As Joel protested loudly, Miles pushed him forward face
down with his hands on the floor. Miles the hoisted Joel legs either
side of him, forcing the boy into what is commonly known amongst
spanking enthusiasts as the “wheelbarrow” position.
Joel’s father
had never spanked him in this position, so he was initially confused
by what was happening, realising only that he was in a very
vulnerable situation. 
kid” grinned Miles, “this is where you experience your first
Ranch House spanking!” he raised his hand high in the air above
his head, before bringing it down with a hard SMACK! Across the
middle of Joel’s cheeks, which because of his position were already
slightly spread, and caused the centre of Miles’s palm to land
perilously close to Joel’s tight anus.
yelled Joel “Don’t do that you pervert!!”
am not a pervert!” laughed Miles “I am simply carrying out the
sentence of the court!” With that he proceeded to spend the next
ten minutes giving poor Joel’s still glowing bottom yet another hard
spanking. This time in the vulnerable and, as Joel discovered,
especially humiliating, wheelbarrow position.
latest Spanking over, Miles pointed to a small rucksack in the hall,
and ordered Joel to get dressed.
was with some relief that Joel discovered that his father had indeed
packed a bag of clothes for him, and given it to Miles to bring to
the ranch. He had been worried that Miles would make good on his
threat to keep him naked.
would be a lot easier with clothes. And he certainly planned to
escape as soon as Miles’s back was turned.
jeans, a blue plaid shirt and canvas sneakers Joel sauntered onto the
porch, and glanced casually across the wild empty landscape before
him. He knew from the previous day’s drive to the ranch that they
were a long way from town, but now he could see quite how isolated
the ranch was. It would be a long walk back to town, escape would
not be as easy as he imagined.
Joel was standing contemplating the best methods of escape, Miles
appeared “Come on Boy!” he snapped “Time for work!”
didn’t think you would get to sit on your butt all day, did you?”
laughed the older man “We will keep you fully employed while you
are here!”
scowled sulkily, although “sitting on his butt” was still
somewhat challenging, he has no inclination to actually do any work!
However, he reluctantly decided that he had better play along until
he could get away from this God damn farm, and grudgingly accompanied
Miles as he strode away from the ranch house towards a large hay
the approached the barn Joel saw a group of, mostly bare chested,
young men hard at work. He guessed these were ranch hands employed
by Miles to run the farm.
morning guys!” barked Miles “This is Joel, he will be working
with you for the next few months!”
spun round “No I fucking won’t!” he snapped, almost spitting his
words with anger “I’m not a fucking ranch hand!”
turned to the man and smiled “Well guys” he said “It seems to
me that Joel is asking for the traditional introduction …. and I am
sure you men will be more than willing to give it to him.!”
group of men all grinned knowingly “Yes Boss!” replied one
sure will Boss!” replied another “That we sure will!!”


Justice For Joel (Part 1)

for Joel
Rutter looked hard at the picture he had just been handed. The youth
at the centre of the image was hardly recognisable as the gangly
youngster he had last seen six years before. Over those years, Joel
had grown into a strikingly handsome young man, who would not look
out of place in an Amercrombie & Fitch Commercial. However, his
pose was hardly one which he would have expected to see mainstream
model adopt,let alone a grown man.
on a balcony, with a sea view behind him, Joel was looking over his
shoulder with a broad and mischievous grin on his handsome face. What
made the picture striking however was that Joel had lowered his
shorts, exposing his nicely shaped, bare, white bottom, and appeared
in the act of mooning at the camera. Behind him on the balcony, a
smartly dressed couple were observing the young man’s behaviour with
obvious disdain.
was this taken” asked Miles, his eyes still fixed on the photo, and
in particular Joel’s well proportioned and fully exposed bare rump.
vacation in Sausalido, last Summer, he gatecrashed a reception for a
visiting Congressman and his wife” replied Tom Barrett, turning his
sad eyes away from his old friend and across the city park, where the
two men were sitting “He got drunk, he totally disgraced himself ..
and the family, and groped the Congressman’s daughter!”
this resulted in his first conviction?” asked Miles, still looking
at the photo.
Congressman’s staff called the police” replied Tom “Joel was
charged with indecency and sexual assault, only misdemeanors, but
that was just the start!”
that was followed by the D.U.I. Incident and now the theft
conviction?” murdered Miles
plus the assault on the store guard who caught him” Tom put his
face in his hands “As you know he is in court tomorrow for
sentencing, and I am certain he will be sent to prison! And in this
state it will be a long term” he looked down despondently at his
wheelchair “What can I do? He is out of control, and since I broke
my back I am unable to discipline him!”
discipline is just what he needed!” replied Miles “If only you
had told me earlier, I could have come down from the farm and stepped
know!” wailed the clearly distraught Tom “I wish I had, but I was
ashamed to admit failing as a father …. anyway, it is too late
put down the photo, leaned across and placed his hand on the other
man’s knee “Maybe not Tom!” he said “Maybe not!”
quickly turned to face Miles “What do you mean?”
me Buddy!” Miles smiled mysteriously, “If you give me full
authority to deal with this as I think best, I might just be able to
keep Joel out of prison!”
you say!” replied Tom “Please do whatever you can to save the
boy’s ass!”
Barratt glanced back down at the picture of Joel mooning the camera
“I might just keep him out of prison” he though “But that
little bare butt will definitely not be saved from what it deserves!”
was more scared than he had ever felt in all his 18 years. The three
nights he had spent in the police holding cells, following his
conviction on Friday had kicked his usual, cocky and care free manner
squarely in the butt. The arrogant young man who had sauntered into
court three days before had been replaced by a frightened child.
in the cells, just bars away from hardened criminals and gangsters,
Joel had seen and heard what he would face in actual prison, it was
then that the reality of his situation had dawned on him, and it was
the guard led him into the courtroom, Joel noticed a familiar figure
sitting next to his solicitor at the lawyers’ table “Miles Rutter?”
he thought “What’s he doing here?”
thought of Miles Rutter was then forgotten, as the man who would
decide Joel’s fate, Judge Able Flinthard, entered the court.
you little jerk!” hissed the guard grabbing hold of Jole’s shirt
collar and pulling him to his feet. It had been years since Joel had
been handled roughly by an older man, and he did not like it.
Immediately his face adopted a sulky and brat like expression which,
although he did not realise it, was guaranteed to irritate the judge.
Flinthard took his seat, and glanced around the court, before his
eyes focused on the defendant like a piercing laser. “Does the
defence have anything to say in mitigation before I pass sentence on
this young felon?” he snapped.
Joel’s surprise his Dad’s friend, Miles Rutter, stood up, “Yes,
your honour!” said Miles “I have been authorised by the
defendant’s family and legal representatives to speak in mitigation.”
judge looked back at Joel “Are you in agreement with this?”
uh … er .. yes ….I.. guess!” replied Joel, in some confusion.
snapped the judge, “go ahead”
wish to call the defendant back to the stand” said Miles,
judge agreed and after a rough shove in the back from the guard, Joel
reluctantly made his way to the stand. His mind was racing, unsure
what was going on and what on Earth Miles was doing there, and
speaking, instead of his lawyer, who was watching proceedings with a
barely disguised grin on his face.
Rutter looked Joel straight in the face “I have known you and your
family for many years have I not Joel?”
huh!” agreed Joel
until two years ago, you were an exemplarity student at school, were
you not?” continued Miles holding up examples of Joel’s old report
cards “As these report cards show, you regularly received “A”
grades and commendations for good behavior. You were also a star of
the swimming team, and I have a number of testimonials ..” he held
up some sheets of paper “ …confirming that you were generally
considered to have a bright future and to be an asset to the school
and the community!” Without waiting for Joel to reply Miles turned
to the judge “Your honour, I would like these report cards and
testimonials to be considered as part of our mitigation.”
judge nodded, an irritated frown crossing his face, he had heard all
this before, it did not matter if the defendant had once been an
Honours student, what mattered was that was now a violent, thieving
young thug, who, he had already decided, would be spending the next
few years of his young life in a particularly unpleasant correctional
that changed though, didn’t it Joel?” continued Miles as Joel
stared at him blankly “All that changed after your Dad’s accident!
….Right? …. After your Dad had his accident you started to
misbehave, you stopped getting good grades and you were finally
expelled from school. That is correct isn’t it Joel?”
question elicited nothing more than a grudging shrug from the
increasingly surly youth, so Miles continued. “After your Dad
broke his back, there were many things he was no longer able to do!”
he paused, knowing how much of a risk his next words would carry.
“One of the things your Dad could no longer do had a serious impact
on your development Joel ….. Do you know hat that was?”
shrugged again, “Dunno!” he said “What you on about?”
your Dad could no longer do for you Joel” said Miles “Is he could
no longer take down your pants and spank your little bare bottom when
you got out of line!”
gasp of shock ran round the court and Joel’s mouth fell open as he
stared at Miles stuggling to take in what had just been said.
Meanwhile, Judge Flinthard’s eyebrow shot up in the air, never in his
twenty years on the bench had he heard such a statement made in
mitigation “This is a most unusual line of q ….” he spluttered
bear with me your honour.” interrupted Miles, “This has
considerable bearing on this young man’s current situation”
judge nodded, his interest now perked as to what would come next.
continued to address Joel “Before his accident, your Dad used to
spank your bare bottom often, didn’t he Joel?”
look of incredulous fury fell across Joel’s face “”Fuck off man!”
he snarled
will warn you just once young man!” snapped the judge “If you use
language like that in my court again you will be punished. Now
answer the question, …. did your father spank your bare bottom
often before his accident?”
felt a warm flush rise across his face at the sheer embarrassment of
being asked such a question. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair
before answering ”I … um .. guess so …um .. he was always fu ….
er … I mean ..um … yes he did …. a lot!!” he scowled and
looked down at his feet, as the total humiliation of having to answer
such an embarrassing question in such a public situation.
lot’” repeated Miles “Your Dad spanked you a lot, because you
needed regular hard spankings to keep you from misbehaving! What
better evidence is there than the fact that, as soon as your Dad was
no longer able to perform his fatherly duty you stopped behaving,
went out of control and ended up where you are now!” He looked
intently at the now seriously mortified Joel. “Don’t you agree?”
…. uh ….er ….’spose!” muttered Joel. “What’s that got to do
with anything?”
your Dad could still spank you like he used to, do you think you
would have done the things you have done, which got you into
Joel’s face now wore a fixed scowl “What’s it matter?”
think you do know Joel!” smiled Miles “I think you would have
behaved yourself so as to avoid another sore bottom!”
turned back to the judge “As you see, your honour, when this young
man had regular discipline, in the form of bare bottom spankings, he
was an ideal, law abiding citizen, with good prospects. However,
when, as the result of his father’s tragic accident, that discipline
ceased to be applied, chaos ensued. There are some boys, your honour,
who require regular chastisement, young Joel is one of those boys.
Boys like Joel Bennett only behave themselves whilst their bottom
still stings from their last spanking. Let the sting fade for long
enough and they run riot!”
certainly take your point Mr. Rutter” replied the judge “but how
is this relevant to the matter before us?”
I am saying your honour” replied Miles, aware that a courtroom full
of people were hanging on his every word “is that young Joel is in
the position he is because of the lack of spanking. If you were to
release him into my custody, I will ensure that he receives all the
bare bottom spankings he has been missing, and a lot more, as and
when it is requited.”
.. Hold on!!” cried Joel in horror
quite boy!” snapped the judge “please continue Mr, Rutter”
the aim of any judgement would be to combine the need for punishment,
with rehabilitation so that the convict can become an upstanding
member of the community.” continued Miles “With all due respect,
our prisons do not have a great track record in terms of
rehabilitation, however, as I have demonstrated, in the defendant’s
case, regular, hard, bare bottom spankings have a proven track record
of producing a well behaved member of society”.
… uh Sir .. you can’t take this shi … uh .. stuff seriously …!!”
wailed, an increasingly alarmed, Joel.
have warned you boy!” boomed Judge Flinthard, “I’ll have you know
I am taking this argument seriously, and you had better be quiet
before I change my mind and send you straight to prison”
terrified by the prospect of prison, Joel fell into a glowering
silence, despite the horror of what was being proposed.
judge frowned, clearly in deep thought “I am always open to
progressive sentencing suggestions, and there is a lot of merit to
what you say” he paused “However, how can the court be sure that
you are capable of undertaking the … ahem …task in hand?”
glanced briefly at Joel’s court appointed lawyer, who gave an almost
imperceptible wink, as his face broke into an undisguised grin. The
two men had discussed the possibility that the judge would ask this
question and, also, how best Miles should respond to it. Miles
suspected that the lawyer was looking forward to what was about to
happen a lot more that he admitted.
again, so was he.
Miles then opened a briefcase on his desk and took out a shall leather paddle. He then
stepped away from the lawyer’s table and moved towards the witness
stand from where a sulky and embarrassed Joel was watching him with
barely concealed loathing. “If the court requires proof of my
ability” he answered “I would be more than happy to provide a
gasp ran round the court, as Miles’s reply hovered in the still air.
It took a short while before it’s meaning registered with Joel, but
when they did he recoiled in raising panic “FUCK NO!” he yelled
anything was guaranteed to encourage the judge to agree to Miles’s
suggestion, Joel’s reaction was that thing. “I think that is the
least the law would expect!” barked the judge, suddenly concious of
the heat in the room, he took out a handkerchief and mopped some
beads of sweat from his brow “Is this room conducive to a
demonstration, its a bit warm!”
can spank anywhere Sir” smiled Miles “Joel, will you come here
you faggot!” snapped Joel
please assist Mr Rutter with his demonstration!” ordered the
court bailiff did not require asking twice, Joel had seriously pissed
him off during the original case, and he was looking forward to
seeing the brat get his comeuppance. He quickly strode across the
room, grabbed the violently protesting defendant by the arm and
pulled him from his chair, before leading him, with well practised
firmness, to where Miles was waiting.
hold him still officer” said Miles, before with two quick movements
he undid Joel’s belt and unzipped the front of Joel’s smart black
pants, which, being borrowed and two sizes too big, immediately fell
down to nestle embarrassingly around the shocked and humiliated
youth’s ankles.
you Bailiff, I will take over from here!” said Miles, taking hold
of Joel and pulling the boy towards him.
was a strong and athletic nineteen year old man, usually able to
defend himself in a fight, but ten years of working on his ranch had
made the older man even stronger, and struggle as he might Joel could
not overcome the vice like grip. In desperation he lifted his fist
in an attempt to punch his would be disciplinarian, only to find his
wrist gripped and held firmly behind his back.
a swift and seemingly practised movement the handsome rancher bent
forward, took Joel around the waist and lifted him off his feet,
before tucking the stunned youth under his arm and holding him with
his long, tanned, athletic, legs and tight white, underpants covered,
bottom raised high in the air. 
raised his hand above his head, and then brought his palm down with a
hard “SMACK!” across the centre of Joel’s uplifted bottom. This
first smack was followed by a second and third, each “SMACK!”
accompanied by a furious yell of protest from Joel.
Flinthard’s voice raised above the noise “Excuse me Mr, Rutter, but
as I recall, you specifically guaranteed that the defendant would
receive ‘bare bottom spankings‘ but his bottom is clearly not
you are right, your honour, I shall rectify that immediately”
replied Miles with a grin.
NOO!” Joel roared “Don’t you FUCKING DA….!!” before the words
had left his lips, he felt Miles’s firm hand grasp the waist band of
his underpants and with one purposeful yank, pulled away the last
vestige of his rapidly shrinking dignity exposing his bare, eighteen
year old, bottom to a courtroom full of observers.
assured, your honour all spankings will be on the bare bottom in
future!” promised Joel’s new full guardian as he raised the leather paddle
high in the air in preparation for the next spanking slap.
they should be!” replied Judge Flinthard approvingly “As they
should be”
Almost immediately, the paddle landed hard across the tender bare skin at the lower part
of Joel’s exposed behind, the whippy leather connecting sharply with the
centre of both cheeks at the same time. The resounding “SMACK!”
being followed, almost instantly, by an outraged yelp of pain from
next couple of dozen smacks fell almost rhythmically, first on the
left cheek, then the right followed by a hard “WHACK!” across the
centre of the cheeks. 
Ever the showman, and aware that he was being
observed by a court full of people, Miles laid down the paddle and began spanking Joel with his broad and work hardened palm, swinging his spanking
arm in large loops as he smacked, as if conducting an orchestra
through a particularly lively section of music.
a rancher, with eight young ranch hands under his control, Miles was
an experienced spanker and his skill at the art was clearly evident
as the demonstration progressed.
was also keenly aware that the scene was being observed by a crowd of
people and the sting to his pride burned almost as powerfully as the
escalating sting in his bottom. Nothing in his 18 years of life had
prepared him for the embarrassment and humiliation of this moment.
He guessed there were around thirty people in the court that day, and
they were all watching. He remembered that two of his buddies, and
his new girlfriend were in court to support him, they were watching
right now, and he knew they would tell everyone what they had seen.
The hot pink glow of embarrassment rose in his face.
in his life also compared to the spanking he was receiving from Mr.
Rutter. Miles was considerably stronger, fitter and more experienced
than Jole’s Dad had been, even before his accident. The many
spankings Joel had received in the past may have stung, but they were
minor by comparison to the relentless stinging bombardment his
sensitive behind was now enduring.
Rutter sure knew how to spank a guy!
seeking an end to his torment, Joel tried struggling to free himself,
by the rancher’s grip just grew tighter, and the young miscreant’s
efforts only caused him to tip further forward raising his bare
bottom higher in the air. To his added mortification, Joel realised
that raising his bottom higher had caused his cheeks to part,
exposing the tiny tight pink button on his virgin anus to anyone who
cared to look, and he knew they were all looking.
most intimate crevice, unseen by anyone since his mother last changed
his diaper as a baby, was now showcased to the world, could anything
be more humiliating?
Joel would soon discover, life could get more humiliation, and it
soon would do.
..SMACK! SMACK! The hard and calloused farmer’s palm continued to
smack the unfortunate Joel’s naked backside, which had quickly turned
from ivory white to a rapidly reddening pink, as each impact left
it’s mark on the now very sore bubble butt.
of the spanking demo had quickly spread round the court house, with
the result that court staff and members of the public who had been
attending other courts had all hurried to see the show and crowded
into the small courtroom, many using their cell phones to photograph
and film the scene for posterity, and social media distribution.
any other time, Judge Flinthard would not have permitted photography
in his court, but he was now to preoccupied with the activity in the
centre of the court. Rumours of his honour’s private interests were
proving to be well founded, and Joel’s lawyer, who was now sitting at
the table with the broadest possible grin on his face, had not been
wrong in guessing that the old man might respond favourably to Mr.
Rutter’s proposition.
get the gentleman a chair!” ordered the judge.
am fine standing sir!” replied Miles, looking back at the judge
while still spanking Joel with well practised aim.
… no! Mr, Rutter” insisted the judge, “You must look after
your back … it will have a lot of work to do!”
bailiff quickly picked up the spare chair from the lawyer’s bench,
and carried it to the centre of the court room where Miles sat down
and pulled Joel over his knees in the traditional spanking position.

to Joel’s even greater humiliation. Miles picked up the paddle again and proceeded to spank him
exactly as he would a naughty little boy, except that he was being
spanked on his bare adult bottom, and in front of a courtroom full of
fascinated observers.
attempted to struggle and kick, in an effort to free himself, but the
older man was just too strong for him, and there was clearly going to
be no escape from his, mortifying and embarrassing punishment.
horror, Joel realised that tears were running down his cheeks, and
that he was actually crying like some little kid, in front a crowd of
increasingly amused spectators, surely nothing could be worse than
Joel would soon discover that actually things could get worse and
they were about to do so.
however, this stage of Joel’s ordeal finally came to an end, when,
resisting the strong temptation to view more, the judge called for
the demonstration to end. “Thank you Mr. Rutter, we have seen
enough to reassure the court that you are more than capable of
undertaking the task you have suggested”
immediately stropped what he was doing and pushed the still
blubbering Joel off his lap, causing the boy to land heavily on his
well spanked behind, adding further discomfort and humiliation to his
already mortifying situation.
am now ready to make my decision” said the Judge “The prisoner
should stand!”
in unison, Miles and the bailiff both grabbed hold of Joel, by an arm
each, and hoisted him to his feet, so that he stood between then,
facing the bench.
judge looked at Joel through piercing ice gray eyes his expression
clearly revealing his contempt for the young man “Joel Aaron
Bennett, you have been convicted of committing a violent felony
assault, during the course of perpetrating a robbery. These offences
were committed while you were still serving a, in my opinion,
particularly lenient sentence of probation as a result of a previous
conviction for driving a motor vehicle while under the influence of
both alcohol …” he paused for effect “and other illegal
shifted uncomfortably from one white socked foot to the other,
wishing he had had time to put his pants back on, and still far more
impacted by the sting in his throbbing bottom than in the gravity of
the judges words. The judges next statement, however, certainly got
his attention.
without consideration of a number of previous convictions” boomed
the judge “Such behaviour warrants a lengthy period of
incarceration of no less than three to five years!”
chill of fear ran down Joel’s back a beads of cold sweat formed on
his brow, as he recalled the leering threats from other prisoners
while in the holding cells. He knew what fate awaited a cute white
boy in prison
judge allowed himself the satisfaction of watching the look of terror
flood across Joel’s handsome face before continuing “However, it is
your good luck, albeit you may not consider it as such, that you
committed a crime in one of the few remaining counties, in one of the
few remaining states, which still allow corporal punishment as part
of the judicial process and I have decided that you are uniquely
suited to such a punishment.”
stared blankly at the judge, not fully understanding what was being
said, but sure that whatever it was he would not like it.
have listened to the wise words spoken in mitigation by the excellent
Mr. Rutter” continued the judge “and I am minded to agree to his
suggestion …… with certain conditions. You will be placed under
Mr. Rutters care, and will reside on his ranch in Culvers Gulch for a
minimum period of three years. Mr. Rutter will effectively act as
your guardian and parole officer …. on the following
understood that part of what the judge had said, and was now certain
he would not like the rest. 
the event that you misbehave in any way, show any impertinence, or
indeed do anything which irritates Mr. Rutter, he, or anyone he
delegates the duty to will take down whatever pants you are wearing
and spank you!”
Flinthard was delighted by the priceless look of stunned horror and
embarrassment, on Joel’s young face as he continued. “All spankings
will be on your bare bottom and will be applied as hard and as often
as you deserve them ….. which I have no doubt will be very hard,
and very often!”
mouth began to open and close, not unlike an extraordinarily good
looking fish, struggling for a suitably rude response to shout at the
judge, but no words came.
I have full confidence in Mr. Rutter’s dedication and efficiency, the
court will periodically inspect the progress of your punishment. The
County Sheriff’s office will undertake regular inspection visits, and
….. I, myself will make occasional unannounced visits to ensure the
sentence is being executed correctly …….. and I shall expect to
see evidence! …. “ The judge leaned forward, lifted his hand and
wagged his finger. “The court has treated you very leniently young
man. However, be under no illusion, any breach of probation,
including attempts to abscond from Mr. Rutter’s custody, will result
in immediate incarceration in a state correctional facility for a
minimum of five years!” he lifted a glass of water, and took a sip
“Do you understand?”
eyed and stiff with shock, Joel’s mouth continued to open and shut
understands, your honour!” interjected Miles, “I will make sure
of that!”
… I should hope so!” replied the Judge, standing up abruptly as
the Bailiff called upon the court to rise. “Well” he said “That
is a very suitable outcome.” the old man left the court, with a
satisfied smile on his face.
turned to Joel’s lawyer “It worked!” he said “I thought the
judge might require more persuading!”
lawyer smiled mysteriously “It can pay to find out a Judge’s
private interests” he said “You had better be prepared for the
old man to come calling! ….. to check on Joel’s ….progress!”
a problem” replied Miles “What now?”
are both free to go” answered the Lawyer “I will arrange the
paperwork, but you had better get Joel out of here. The press will
hear of this judgement soon, and you should be gone before the
reporters arrive!”
turned to Joel “Come with me Joel” he said “We need to make a
start if we are to reach the ranch before nightfall”
off!” snarled Joel “I am not going anywhere with you!”
yes you are Kid!” smiled Miles ”You don’t have a choice!”
Joel knew what was happening Miles had taken hold of him, lifted him
off the ground, and thrown him over his shoulder in the traditional
‘fireman’s lift’ “What the fuck are you doing?!!” he yelled
you to your new home kid!” replied Miles, delivering a resounding
slap to the top of Joel’s bare thigh.
slap, as well as stinging like mad, reminded Joel that he was still
naked from the waist down, and that, once again, his elevated bottom
was on full public display. “My pants!” he cried “where are my
won’t need those!” laughed Miles “I am minded to keep you bare
butt on the ranch …. it will save time!” With that, he turned
sharply and began to make his way towards the door, still carrying
his new, bare bottomed, ward over his broad shoulder.
he did so, the courtroom full of spectators, who had just witnessed
Joel’s humiliating chastisement, Joel’s two buddies and new
girlfriend among them, broke into spontanious applause and laughter,
many again taking taking photographs, which would live forever on the
internet, and come back to embarrass Joel for years to come.
in the foyer, People who had been unaware of the spectacle playing
out in court 4 spun round in amazement as as the tall man, carrying
the half naked youth over his shoulder strode past them, Joel’s
glowing, and still bright pink bottom bouncing up and down in rhythm
with Mile’s confident and somewhat jaunty pace.
the court steps and into the street they went, past crowds of people,
gasping, catcalling and laughing at such a bizarre but somehow
hilarious site, the redness of Joel’s bottom, clear evidence to all
that he had recently been spanked, adding to the amusement.
Joel peered over his shoulder at the laughing throng, his face
flowing no less pink than his bottom, he wished that the street
beneath Mile’s feet would open up and swallow them. However, there
was no escape from his thoroughly deserved punishment, which he
suspected had only just begun.