The Outsider Chapter 5

The Outsider Chapter 5
by Aldric

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The Outsider, Chapter 5

My homeroom was nearly filled with about thirty kids when I arrived. The only seats were up front. As I sat down I felt the burning of the welts from the cane and moaned softly from the pain, bring laughter from the kids who all knew what had happened. Wyatt came in shortly after me and had a late note that he gave to the teacher. He took the seat next to mine and smiled at me.

We had only been in class for fifteen minutes or so when there was a knock at the door and Mr. Darcy came in, along with my cousin Ginny and my sister Cassie.

"Good afternoon students," he said to the class. "As you know, we here at Cutter Middle School pride ourselves in our sense of discipline and order. Honesty, integrity, trust, and fellowship are the cornerstones of the process that brings us our pride."

"However, some students need an occasional reminder of what behaviors are expected in our school. It is for this reason that I ask Peter Coutier to come up to the front of the class."

My blood pressure must have gone off the scale when he called my name. There was no choice but to stand up and approach him.

"Earlier today, it was necessary to discipline Mr. Coutier in accordance with school policy and the desires of his mother. However, before I carried out that discipline, it appeared to me that Peter had already been spanked, and recently. I asked him about it and he told me his cousin had spanked him at home. However, when I checked with her she assured me that no such spanking had occurred."

"Mr. Coutier lied to me about that spanking, and for that he will be punished. He also admitted to swearing at his sister, and he will be punished for that as well."

I should have guessed that he would ask her but I was in a tough spot and didn't have time to make up a better story and now I was going to pay for it.

Mr. Darcy continued while I stood nervously on the class.

"Now we have done this in several different ways in the past, however Peter's mother indicated that she expects corporal punishment to be done in a public setting, so you are all invited to witness this. If anyone is offended or upset by what is about to happen here, you are excused and may leave quietly."

Nobody left, everyone was waiting for the show to begin. Mr. Darcy waited for fifteen seconds before calling me to him.

"Peter, would you please tell your classmates your mother's directions for how corporal punishment was to be done?"

My face must have been as red as possible as I stammered out the instructions my cousin had filled out on the form. "It should be done with while completely naked using the hand, a paddle, or a cane, and in front of as many students as appropriate" I said. The noise level began to rise again as the students heard what they were about to witness. I looked over and saw Cassie watching me. She had a big grin on her face.

"I believe you said it was to be done while completely naked, didn't you Peter" Mr. Darcy said with a smirk. I nodded my head. "Then please, honor your mother's request and present yourself accordingly."

I couldn't take another session with the cane, and I just couldn't strip naked in front of the class, so I stood there trying to ignore the cat calls and yells from the students.

"I thought as much, although I should warn you that you are only adding to your punishment" Mr. Darcy said. "I will call upon some of the students in the class to assist you if you do not speed up."

As agonizing as stripping would be, it wouldn't help to stall. First, my punishment would end up being even more severe. And second, I'd still be naked. I slowly stripped, the biggest round of laughter coming when every saw the tiny briefs with the Mighty Mouse emblem on the front. I quickly removed those as well and tried my best to keep from getting an erection.

"Peter, you lied to me when you told me your cousin had spanked you this morning, didn't you?" I nodded my head.

"Then I would like you to invite your cousin over here and politely ask her to give you the spanking you admitted you deserve." I hung there, unable to speak. "I warn you again, you are making this take much longer than it needs to be and making it much worse for yourself" he said.

I gave in to what was going to be inevitable anyway. "Ginny, will you spank me please" I said. She moved as slowly as she dared in order to prolong my embarrassment and didn't speed up until Mr. Darcy looked at his wrist watch.

She gave me twenty hand slaps, and they hardly even hurt but they didn't need to. The real punishment was having the so many students witness her spanking me.

But Mr. Darcy wasn't done with me, not by a long shot.

"A boy came to me this morning and admitted he had actually witnessed the first spanking that Peter received this morning. This person told me that Peter had lied to me in an effort to keep the guilty boy from getting into trouble."

I looked down at Wyatt, wondering what lie he had told Mr. Darcy when he stayed behind after I left. Wyatt's smile covered his entire face. Meanwhile, Mr. Darcy had gone to the back of the room, leaving me standing there naked. He opened the door and pulled Billy Sanders inside.

I looked at Billy's face as he was brought to the front of the room. I knew now that he would never again help me or go easy on me and he would never believe that I didn't tell Mr. Darcy he did it.

"Billy, do you recall the form your mother completed regarding the use of corporal punishment in this school?"

"Yes sir. She checked that it should be done over underpants and in your office."

"Well, Billy, that was correct. However, earlier today she was here and told me that she had changed her mind and made some changes. You are now to be paddled in public and on your bare backside."

"That's not possible; she wouldn't have done that!" Billy yelled.

"You can call her and ask if you want just to make sure I'm correct" Mr. Darcy said.

I could see his face clearly and saw that tears were already forming in his eyes. He rubbed them with the back of his fist as he said "No sir, I guess you wouldn't be wrong about something like that." I guess he must have realized that checking with his mother would be a very big mistake.

"Billy, a fellow student has told me that he witnessed you administering a spanking to Mr. Coutier here earlier today. Was that student telling me the truth?"

Billy paused a second before answering. "Yes sir, he was," Billy said, not even trying to hide the anger he had for me.

"Then if you will turn around and get ready we can get this done with."

Billy stripped without hesitation, something I guess I needed to learn. I was beginning to realize just how bad it could get by watching him. He didn't even think about pleading his innocence.

Mr. Darcy gave him four swats with the cane before telling him he could get dressed again. Somehow it didn't seem quite fair to me since I was made to face the class while Billy was allowed to keep his back to them, but right then didn't seem like the correct time to complain.

"Mr. Coutier, I warned you just an hour ago what would happen if you got into trouble again, yet here you are. You lied to me about the spanking, and for that you are going to get caned again. Only this time, not with the sixth-grade cane." He flexed a cane that was a little longer and thicker than the one he had used an hour ago in front of my face.

"Can you stand with your hands behind your neck or do I need to send someone back to my office for the stocks?"

I wasn't sure, but standing there naked waiting for someone to bring them wasn't going to be any better. I put my hands behind my head without answering.

"Spread your legs a little," he said, kicking my ankles apart with his leg. "Because I caned you just shortly ago, I offer you a choice. I can give you all six you deserve now or just two of them now and the rest tomorrow. Which do you prefer?"

There wasn't any choice; I wasn't going to go through this again tomorrow. "All now I guess," I muttered to him.

Without warning, he swung the cane, catching me right on the bottom of my backside. My hands were off my neck and rubbing the spot before I knew it.

"Just as I thought," Mr. Darcy said. "Billy, go and get the stocks from my office, would you?"

Billy left, leaving me standing there fully exposed. As I expected, it took him twice as long as it should have. Mr. Darcy fitted them around my neck and wrists and secured it before turning back to Billy.

"It seemed to take you a long time to get back. Did you have trouble finding them?"

"No sir," Billy said, his face turning red. "I deliberately took my time in order to prolong Pete's punishment."

Once again I was amazed at just how quickly he told the truth knowing it would get him into even more trouble. I was really beginning to realize just how much conditioning went into the outsiders. I had a long way to go.

"Prolonging his punishment is not your responsibility," Mr. Darcy said. "I think your attitude needs a minor adjustment. Remove your clothing again and stand and face Mr. Coutier's class until we are done."

His face had to be just as red as mine, but he didn't even hesitate. He just simply stripped as quickly as possible, ignoring the laughter and stares from the girls and boys in the class. I remembered then that he was a year younger than all the other students in the class, which had to make it even worse for him.

Once he was naked and facing the class, Mr. Darcy said "Now you can prolong Mr. Coutier's punishment as long as you want. Just let me know when you want me to continue."

"I'd like you to continue now please," he said. I would have been crying, but his jaw was set and his eyes clear.

Mr. Darcy waited nearly a full minute before turning his attention back to me. "Since you didn't keep your hands on your neck, the first one doesn't count, so I'll start again from the beginning.

He swung six times, pausing thirty seconds or so between each one. Not once did he cross any of the other welts on my backside, which left my backside on fire from the thirteen times I'd been canned that day. The bell was ringing and tears were streaming down my face.

"Billy, you get dressed and then remove the stocks from Pete. Pete, you will carry the stock around with you the rest of the day to remind you of your punishment and to show the rest of the kids in school that you are too little to take even a minor punishment. Return them to my office tomorrow." He turned and left.

Once he had is pants back on, Billy took his time getting dressed, leaving me standing there totally naked with no way to cover up. I tried to turn my back but someone said "Outsiders face forward," and not wanting to risk another confrontation I turned back around only to find that the room was filling up with students from the next class and other kids who just wanted to see me.

Finally Billy released the clasp and I looked for where I had put my clothes, but of course they were gone. As I looked around for them I almost missed a signal from one of the other outsiders as he pointed to my backpack, which had been moved from my desk to the very back of the room.

I kept my hands over my groin as I made my way through the growing number of students. I had to uncover my groin to open my backpack, only to find that every zipper and snap was closed. My underpants, or rather the might mouse briefs I was directed to wear, were stuffed into a small pocket on the outside. My shirt was in a pocket on the other side, and my pants were stuffed under everything else in the middle. The pants had been folded with the zipper zipped up and the top buttoned together. They had even cinched my belt closed, forcing me to spend even more time being humiliated.

At lunch I saw Billy setting down with two other kids I knew to be outsiders. I asked if I could sit with them but didn't get an answer.

"I didn't tell him anything about you, I promise," I said to Billy.

It took a few seconds before Billy pointed to a chair. "We know; stuff like that is standard policy for outsiders." He introduced his two friends as Bob and Greg before he continued. "You are getting everyone stirred up with telling on the kids, and now they might start picking on all the outsiders again" Billy said.

"And if that happens, you won't have a safe haven anywhere because every outsider will be out to get you just as bad as they can in order to make it stop" Bob said. I was called out as a warning to the others. So if you won't listen to them, listen to this—stop telling; stop complaining; stop everything and just do what you're told as quickly as possible. Don't hesitate and don't complain; just do it no matter how horrible it is!"

I saw my sister and two of her friends coming into the cafeteria.

"How come nobody does anything to my sister?" I asked before she was close enough to hear.

"Because she's not an outsider. What's the matter with you, are you stupid or something? She's one of them!" Billy said. Without another word he and the other kids got up to leave, but one of my sister's friends pulled Bob back to the table where I was sitting.

Bob was pushed next to me, with my sister on the other side of the table. "You two, start kissing, and swap tongues" she said.

Without a moments hesitation Bob turned to me and began kissing me. He forced his tongue into my mouth and held my head when I tried to pull back.

"Oh, god, that's gross" my sister said. But she was laughing at the same time. Other kids in the lunchroom were staring at us and the noise level was rising. "You can stop now," she said and Bob let me go.

"I think they enjoyed it. Tell us you enjoyed it" one of my sister's friends said to us.

"It was a lot of fun" Bob mumbled. I didn't say anything.

"Okay, go ahead and get out of here" the girl said. Bob left as quickly as he could.

That left me the center of attention.

"Boy, it sure must suck for my big brother to be seen naked like that. Did you know just a few weeks ago he got upset because our mother went into the bathroom to change the towels while he was in the shower? He never wore shorts or went without a shirt on" my sister said to her fiends.

"Outsiders get used to it and you can make them do anything you want," the girl said to my sister.

"But you're an outsider too!" I said to Cassie.

"What did you call me? Danielle, did you hear what he called me?" my sister yelled.

"Yeah, I heard" the girl said. "This is just about the stupidest outsider that has ever existed I think. So what do you want to do about it?"

"Oh, I'll think of something I'm sure" Cassie said. "I want to make him suffer. He really is very, very shy, so I think I can work on that at home."

"Please Cassie, I don't know what you've told them, but you're from Central City same as me" I tried.

"He just won't give up, will he?" Danielle said from behind me. "Maybe we need to help teach him some manners."

"Please don't do that, I'll do anything you say" I said.

"But see, eventually you'll do anything we say anyway" she said. "So why should I leave you alone now?"

"Please, I'll do what you want; it's just that I've had a tough day already." I pleaded.

"Are you queer?" she asked me.

"No" I said, surprised at the question.

"I think you are. I say you are. I want you to be queer. So I ask you again, are you queer?"

There wasn't anything I could do but say it. "I'm gay."

"No, not gay; queer. Say it that way."

"I'm queer" I said. My sister and Danielle laughed.

"I want you to prove it. Before the end of the day you will kiss a boy full on the lips and tell him you love him. I don't care if you have to knock one down and hold him down, you'll do it by the end of the day," Danielle said.

"And not Bob; you've already kissed him. Choose somebody else. And try to make it somebody cute. And invite him to come home with you after school too," my sister added.

"If you're queer then you would get a boner in the locker room when the other boys are changing" Danielle said. "I'll ask my brother about it. If you don't get a boner in the locker room than I'll know you're lying to us and we won't stand for that."

My head was spinning. I had to find some way out of this nightmare and back into my old school where all kids did was laugh at you or beat you up.