Simon Blackmails

Simon Blackmails 8

By Arclos

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When Coach Marvin found out that a school board hearing was going to happen, he thought that his career and his reputation would be ruined. Coach Weatherby had called him and the two discussed. They had no idea how to get out of that situation. They could admit they had done it because they were blackmailed but neither wanted the public to find out their secret. Not after what they had already done, and were wiling do, in order to protect them.

Coach Marvin knew that not only would his wife leave him if she found out about the affair but their pre-nuptial agreement her father had insisted on would mean he lost everything he's worked his whole life for. It would also ruin Coach Sumner's life, her career as people would insist she had been sleeping with him just to get ahead, and her family would likely also break apart. He didn't just have to think of himself. He also had to think of her...especially since as much as he hated to admit it, it was more than just a fling to him. He was very madly and utterly in love with Coach Sumner. So much so that he'd rather get fired and potentially get arrested for supporting Coach Weatherby's controversial kissing lesson plan.

He thought it was lucky that until the school board hearing, neither were suspended. But now he was thinking that maybe Mr. X had some real leverage. If his last e-mail was to be believed, then he already had more than half of the school board under his control. And Coach Marvin had no reason to doubt him. Oh, he didn't trust Mr. X. And there was a part of him that gnawed at him, told him it couldn't possibly be true. And yet Mr. X hadn't just succeeded in blackmailing him and Coach Weatherby but all of the coaching staff that worked during the school day. He had blackmailed at least five students that he knew of: Hope, Grant, Mike, Jay, and Bradley.

After that e-mail, Coach Weatherby had called him to discuss what to do. In the end, they decided to follow Mr. X's instructions. If Mr. X was wrong or he was bluffing, they'd get in trouble. But if Mr. X was right and they did do as he said, then they'd get away with the actions people knew about. If they disobeyed him, they knew for sure their lives would be over as they knew it. If they obeyed him, they had a chance of not getting in trouble and being able to continue their lives.

Coach Marvin did wonder what Coach Weatherby had done to get blackmailed. Heck, he wondered how imperfect his whole staff was. But there was an unspoken agreement not to divulge that information. He also did feel bad for Simon. Poor Simon. He'd have to attend all his PE lessons wearing only his underwear. He knew they could get in trouble with that technically but there was at least a defense: he had searched the bylaws and discovered a long-forgotten section from the sixties that was still there allowing coaches to tell any male student they wanted to be in only their underwear or even naked.

As Coach Marvin and Coach Weatherby argued this out, so did Simon's mom and dad. They both found a way to discuss Mr. X's instructions. They both pretended to have had sudden parental revelations. That they both had the exact same ideas of how to now parent Simon both led them to realize the other was being blackmailed. Simon's mom would have gladly not brought up that fact and just ignored but as always, her stupid husband of hers had to ask. So she admitted, she was being blackmailed. And he admitted it as well.

She was surprised that her husband had agreed to go along with it. After all, she always fancied him as a square. A boring man who always followed the rules. She had only married him to please her own parents and keep herself in their will. She didn't think he cheated on her: even she wasn't that attracted to him and he seemed like the loyal kind. He was a good father and a good husband, that much she was certain of. So what could he have done that was bad enough he'd be willing to do what they both considered to be abusive towards their one and only son?

He didn't tell her just like she didn't tell him her very dangerous secret. A secret she'd be willing to literally do almost anything to keep. She had resolved that if she ever found out who Mr. X was, she'd be willing to end his life. But she had no idea. She had even run his e-mail through some top secret government spying programs but to no results. The answer made no sense: it claimed to come from her own home. The idea that it was her husband or son was so ludicrous she decided Mr. X must have top-level computer skills to trick them. She had thought initially of protecting her son and coming forward but then she'd go to jail and she deduced there was a chance her husband might also go to jail. That would leave her son at the mercy of a foster parent....who might be willing to succumb to blackmail. No, best to try and find a way to protect Simon from Mr. X without disobeying Mr. X. Neither she nor her husband had no idea how to do that considering the little control they had.

When Hope got to school on Monday morning, she was pretty excited. She had spent the whole weekend brainstorming ideas on what to do to poor old Simon. She was hoping that if she pleased Mr. X, he might slip up and reveal his identity. But until that happened, she was going to have some fun at Simon's expense.

That morning she found him before school. He looked like he was looking forward to that day and week. Fool, she thought. Didn't he know that his whole time at school is going to be made more miserable? She had established a secret e-mail chain with the coaches and the bullies. They all shared, including that Bradley kid, what they were going to have to do! As far as she knew, his week was going to be way worse than last week. But hey, maybe the idiot thought that last week was a fluke. The coaches would leave him alone and the bullies would move back to Ted. Maybe he thought Hope would have gotten bored by him. A small thought, one she dismissed as soon as it came, was that maybe he didn't think that but that he enjoyed everything that was happening to him if not in the moment then later when he thought back on it. That thought to Hope was insane. Simon was a normal kid as far as she could tell. No way he'd like this.

Hope had Simon follow him into an empty classroom that wasn't going to be used for a while. The teacher always came in during second period. She closed the door and locked it behind her. Simon looked a little surprised, as if he wasn't expecting this.

“Drop your pants and underwear now!” Hope commanded.
Simon seemed to hesitate.
“Or do you want me revealing all the photos I have of you to the public?” Hope asked him, reminding him over the leverage she had over him. He moved to comply.

She looked at him as she would a little boy as he followed his instructions. She had to admit that while she didn't find him attractive, he was cute in the way a little boy was. His bushy eyebrows, his blond hair, his tighty-whities, and his tiny penis....oh yes, he looked like a very little boy.

He didn't look happy as he stood there, his legs touching each other, but his hands were on his sides. He was blushing. She smiled at that. She knew the idea that he would enjoy this was ludicrous: it was pretty obvious he wanted to be anywhere but there! She took out her camera.

“Turn around.” Hope told him. Simon did. “Lift up your shirt so I can see that little boy's butt of yours.” She didn't see him blush harder but she thought he did nonetheless as he followed her instructions. She took some pictures.

“Now I want you to crouch down and pull your butt cheeks apart so I can see your asshole.” Hope said. Simon obeyed. She could tell that at that moment, he was feeling even more shame than when he had shown her his penis and balls. She had total control over him and now she was using it to make him show her a very private part of himself. She took some pictures. She also had him turn his head so that the pictures included his very red face.

Hope then took out a glove she had gotten earlier from the science lab. It was one of those disposable ones. She went up to him and stuck her finger up his butt. He could tell that it surprised him: having a foreign object in there was very new to him. He tried to resist, she could feel it, but she simply told him that he would feel less pain if he let her in. That got him to relent.

She fingered him for a couple minutes. She noticed that she could see a shadow of Simon on the side-and his very erect penis. She warned him not to cum or touch himself. Once she was done exploring, she took out her finger. She was very happy to see she had worn her glove: there was a lot of feces on there. She had him turn around.

“This is disgusting Simon. From now on, when I inspect you like this every morning, I want you to be very clean. So clean that you are willing to lick my finger. If you don't lick or if it's not that clean, you will get spanked. You get off with a warning this time. Do you understand?” Hope asked him. Simon nodded quickly.

“Good.” She said as she took the glove off. “Now you can pull your pants and underwear back up.” She left the room as he quickly pulled them up before any kid would look into the room and see him.

Later in the morning, she noticed chubby Ted, smiling, walking in the hallways. She briefly considered he was Mr. X. It made sense after all. The bullies were now leaving him alone. But why Simon? Why blackmail the Coaches? She theorized that maybe Ted did that to ensure the bullies only got in trouble if they picked on Ted. But why blackmail her? She had left Ted alone and it's not like she would have stopped Jay, Mike, or Grant. Maybe he just also didn't like Simon. She made a note in her mind to start looking into Ted...and the thought of also blackmailing Ted so she'd have two boy toys under her control did come into mind. For now, she decided against it but it was very alluring...she might give this serious thought later.

During lunch, she found Simon. He flinched when he saw her. Did he know she was about to kick him in the balls? Nah, must have been because of what she did to him that morning. She simply smiled at him as she walked up and did the deed. She had made sure no teacher was looking at them when she did. He fell down, grabbing his little penis and balls with his hands. She just moved on. She did wonder what must have been going through Simon's mind.

In the bathroom during lunch, Jay was pretending to poop in the stall but he really had his penis in his hands, masturbating. He had been doing that a lot ever since they've started picking on Simon. He thought Simon was very hot. He had always in the locker room made sure to take a peek at Simon. Sure, Simon was small and immature. So was Jay. But that blonde hair, those eyebrows, that chest he wanted to rub, those eyes he could get lost in, that butt he wished he would enter puberty just so he could properly have sex with it....

He had masturbated to that video he had shot of when Grant pulled Simon's shorts down during gym class that last week. He had masturbated to the memory of reaching down, grabbing Simon's underwear and feeling his butt in the process, and ripping it. He had masturbated to the memory of holding Simon while Mike washed his body, in his fantasies switching places with Mike. He had masturbated when he thought of pissing on Simon, wishing it had followed with Simon sucking him. He had masturbated a lot to the memory of Simon kissing him in the mouth...and now at the end of the week, he was looking forward to getting a blowjob from Simon! The thought of that made Jay climax. He was satisfied as he left the bathroom stall. Nobody else was in the bathroom at the time.

During math class, nobody noticed when Simon put a secret camera on a bookshelf with math textbooks hoping to catch Samantha Korn in a compromising situation. Certainly not Jay who was in that otherwise boring, dull, and non-eventful math class.

And Jay didn't think it was strange when he later saw Simon get three notes from the school secretary. Two notes from the principal ordering Simon to be in two particular classrooms, one on Tuesday to meet with school board member Marcus Oran, and another on Wednesday to meet with Anthony Phelps. The third note came from his advisor telling him that he would drive him down to an apartment across town, one of George Crane's buildings, for some undefined community service. Even though it was out of the ordinary for students to get notes, Jay didn't care enough to think about it.

Nor did Jay think it was that strange, although almost as out of the ordinary, when eighth-graders Mark and Ella both invited Simon over Wednesday afternoon to hang out. It wasn't Jay's business and he didn't care if Simon was hanging out with school royalty. Surprising but not something to really think about.

Before gym class, as his fellow classmates changed into their PE uniform, Jay and his two best friends (Mike and Grant) waited until Simon took off his shirt. They quickly grabbed him, pulled his shorts and socks off, leaving him in only his underwear. Jay ignored his protests as they dragged him to the door that led outside and pushed him through. They then locked the door. Nobody made a move to help Simon. Nobody wanted to risk joining him or worse.

They could hear Simon trying to open the locked door. They could hear Simon pounding on the door, begging to be let in before someone discovered him. They ignored him. Despite his actions earlier, Jay realized he was as hard as a rock.

Simon must have either realized they weren't going to let him back in, that he was attracting unwanted attention to himself by his pounding and yelling, or someone must have discovered him because he stopped after a minute. It didn't take long for the locker room to clear and then they left. Nobody was there to let Simon back in.

The whole class, minus Simon, was assembled at the gym. Jay's erection by now had gone away. Coach Weatherby was going through the names, taking attendance, when to the surprise of most of the students, Coach Marvin came in dragging Simon in only his underwear to gym class. Simon's face was very red, he knees were touching, and he seemed to freeze as he realized his entire gym class could see him in only his underwear. Jay joined many of his classmates at laughing and mocking Simon, the gym teachers making no effort to quell the insults and jeers. If anything, in their silence, they seemed to encourage it.

Jay realized he was getting hard all over again. He noted with satisfaction that Simon was as well. Other kids pointed this out and Simon really looked miserable. That turned Jay on even more. God, he really wanted relief. Jay knew what he was going to do after gym class as soon as he got alone.

Once the class settled down, Coach Marvin started to speak. “Look who I caught trying to go back into the locker room with only his underwear on. Clearly, Simon here is a pervert.”
Simon opened his mouth as if to protest but the shame of being in only his underwear meant his mouth just stayed open and no noises came out. At least that's what Jay assumed looking at him.
“Yes I can see that with his erection.” Coach Weatherby stated. “I think it's clear Simon needs to be taught a lesson.”
“I agree. What do you think?” Coach Marvin asked.
Coach Weatherby pretended to think over it before stating “I think this should be Simon's new PE uniform. From now on Simon, you can only wear your underwear, socks, and shoes when in gym class. If you try to wear anything else, I will paddle you.” Coach Weatherby said.
Simon's mouth opened even wider in apparent shock.
“In addition, we will paddle you when you get erect without permission. Do you understand?” Coach Weatherby asked Simon.
It took Simon a whole minute before he started with “Please, don't make me do this! You can't make me do this!”
“I think for protesting and being hard right now, you need to get paddled.” Coach Weatherby said. He took a paddle that was by the door. Coach Marvin turned Simon around so that his back was facing Coach Weatherby and the class. Coach Marvin then pulled the back Simon's underwear down, exposing his butt to the whole class. Jay joined the boys and most girls as they snickered, but he noticed some girls looked away before turning back around.

The coaches ignored Simon as he begged them to let him go, not to paddle him, and let him put his clothes back on.

Coach Weatherby did not hold back in his paddling. One, two, three, and Simon was really crying. Four, five, six and Simon was saying he was sorry and he'd only wear his underwear to gym class from now on. Seven, eight, nine and Simon was saying he also promise he wouldn't get erect. But Coach Weatherby didn't stop until he reached number twenty-five. His butt was very red by this point.

But then it was done. Coach Weatherby grabbed him and made sure that the whole class and Coach Marvin saw his back. Coach Weatherby at the same time handed the paddle to Coach Marvin.

Coach Marvin had no mercy for young Simon. He didn't just match Coach Weatherby: each one was worse! Coach Marvin gave him twenty-five great smacks with the paddle. Once Coach Marvin was down, Coach Weatherby pulled Simon's underwear back up. By then, Simon had lost his erection, rubbing his butt from what Jay assumed was overwhelming pain.

After that, Coach Marvin went back to his office but promised to come back and help Coach Weatherby paddle Simon if he misbehaved.

Simon had to lead the kids in stretches that day, meaning every eye was on him as he did jumping jacks and other stretches that would have been normal but were embarrassing due to his state. Jay was happy: this meant nobody noticed that he was staring at Simon, his eyes going over his body and especially his crotch area. During the stretches, Jay noticed Simon got hard again. Coach Weatherby noticed and when they were done, he had Jay and Mike hold Simon while he gave Simon five more hits with the paddle. Each hit was more painful than they would have otherwise been due to his recent paddling

After running a couple laps, they played a game of dodgeball. It was girls vs. boys which meant that every girl had a good look at Simon in his underwear as he tried to avoid balls. Jay was a little disappointed at first to be on the same team as Simon but he noticed that if he hung back, he got a pretty good look at Simon's butt. When Simon got out during the three games they had time to play, he got five more from the paddle each time for getting hard every time.

After gym class, most of the kids headed back to the gym class. The girls got one last, long look at Simon before they headed down the hallway to their own locker room. Many of them could be heard, laughing about how small Simon's package was-even though they hadn't seen his penis, it did make a tiny impression on his tight underwear. Jay couldn't help but smile at that. He really enjoyed how miserable Simon was. Mike and Grant knew what was going to happen to Simon next but they went into the locker room as normal: their torture was done and they wanted to get dressed and hang out away from Simon. Jay let them, he could join them later. He was purposefully walking slow. As for Simon? Coach Weatherby had the poor kid stand in the hallway until all of the girls were out of sight. He then told Simon could slowly walk back into the locker room as he headed to his own office.

Jay knew that was a delay and it worked. Before Simon could reach the locker room, Bradley appeared in front of Simon. He grabbed Simon and dragged him out of the gym building. Jay simply followed him. There was a courtyard between the gym building and the main school building. After school, the high school kids who can't drive and some of the more mature eight graders liked to kill time there. There was no danger to Jay: the big kids generally ignored sixth graders like himself. But for Simon? It meant kids who weren't in their gym class would be seeing him in his underwear for the first time. Simon's face was as red as Jay imagined his butt to be!

“Hey! Everyone! This is Simon!” Bradley yelled out to get the attention of every single kid at the courtyard. He didn't worry about teachers: the only ones who occasionally paid any attention to what happened in the courtyard were the gym coaches and they knew what was happening. As every high school kid there and every eighth grader stared at Simon, gaping at the sixth grader in only his underwear, Jay jeered. This was amazing! He heard calls from the girls claiming he had to be an elementary school kid based on how small his body and his package was but Bradley assured them Simon was in middle school. Jay knew that had to be killing Simon, for the students there to be assuming he just had to be a little boy.

“So Simon, why were you outside the locker room in only your underwear?” Bradley asked the kid.
“Well I was changing to my PE uniform but some kids kicked me out then the coaches decided that I should do PE in only my underwear from now on.” Simon replied, giving his story. Jay thought his voice was one of a kid living a nightmare who couldn't wait until it was over. It was also pretty soft, he wondered if all the kids heard it. Not that it mattered.
“So this is your PE uniform?” Bradley asked loudly almost as if clarifying for the kids who didn't hear.
Simon nodded his head.
“So why then were you going back to the locker room?” Bradley asked.
“To take a shower and put my clothes on.” Simon said. Bradley laughed.
“You hear that folks? He wants to get out of his PE uniform!” Bradley said. “You know what? We can help you with that.”
“What do you mean?” Simon said. Jay could have sworn then and there that there was panic in Simon's voice. Jay did get a boner. Bradley wasn't supposed to strip Simon naked, but Jay wished that was the case. To have Simon completely naked right outside the gym building would be perfect. The icing on the cake? Simon was as hard as Jay was right now, he could see the tent.
“Simple. Right now you can make a choice. I pull down the front part of your underwear until you are soft. You can do anything you want to make it soft or just wait. Or I can pull the back part of your underwear down but then I get to spank you fifty times.”

Jay had known what the choice was going to be ahead of time. Mike had bet $5 that after all the paddlings Simon was going to get in gym class, Simon would pick the front because his butt would be too sensitive to take a spanking. Grant had countered the bet that Simon would tough it out rather than risk any girl, and there were many of them looking at Simon right now, looking at his penis and balls for who knows how long. Heck, more high school girls were starting to come into the courtyard-looking right at Simon. How many more would join until Simon was soft?

“Please don't make me pick!” Simon said.
“If you don't, I'll just take off your underwear and spank you anyways. What will it be?” Bradley said with a grave threat. Jay hoped not only that Bradley wasn't bluffing but he would actually have to follow through! But sadly for Jay, Simon did make a choice.
“I chose the spanking.” Simon said, almost as if he regretted as soon as he said it. Jay realized why as soon as Bradley lowered the back of Simon's underwear, exposing his cute butt to Jay, and it was very red. Even if Bradley gave a very light spanking, fifty slaps of his hands and Simon was going to be crying, Jay was sure of that!

Bradley looked around and he asked a couple high school boys to hold Simon so that when he spanked him, Simon wouldn't be able to run or really resist. Jay was disappointed Bradley didn't pick him. Still, he had a front row seat.

As soon as Bradley spanked Simon the first time, two things became clear. The first was that despite Simon's red butt, Bradley was not going to go easy on him. The second was that Simon was going to cry and scream with every hit. Jay marveled as Bradley not only made sure Simon felt every spank but took his time with it so that it wasn't over too quickly. He also figured that Simon probably built up a fear of anticipation every time.

After all fifty spanks, Bradley and a high school boy dragged Simon around so that every girl-at least thirty-and boy there-at least twenty-had a chance to look. Some of them even gave Simon a few hard slaps, making him cry out. They even stopped in front of Jay and Jay got in a spank on each cheek! After everyone had a chance and a close-up of Simon's butt, they finally pulled Simon's back part of his underwear up and let him change. Jay followed him. He couldn't wait to tell Grant he had won the bet!

In the locker room, Simon took off his underwear. He went to a mirror the school had placed there a long time ago. He turned around and stared at his butt. It was the most red he's ever seen it-way worse than what he had gotten last week combined so far. And Simon still had at least one more spanking to look forward to-from his mom! Plus based on his instructions, he'd likely get paddled at least once more after that especially if he got another dang erection!

This was by far the most embarrassing day of his life and one of the most painful one-at least to his butt! He had been fingered, severely paddled and spanked, and he had gotten kicked in the balls. And it still wasn't over. Man, Simon thought, was this a great day or what? Plus he would be this embarrassed for the rest of the week and then even more next week when he knew he'd be naked every day for gym class. Still, baby steps.

He had considered showing his hard penis to every high school girl and boy there but he had been afraid that his mom would show up before that happened. Every one knew that when you wanted an erection to go away, it had a stubborn habit of staying unless one took care of it with his own hands. He wasn't ready to masturbate in public yet. Yet...

It was only October but he hoped that by the time the December holidays came around, he'd be masturbating in public all the time. As long as he played his cards right....he realized he was in the locker room, standing in front of the shower, completely erect. He looked around: Jay was the only one there and he had looked away as quickly as Simon had spotted him. Jay also had an erection and unlike Simon, he was stroking it.

Simon didn't say anything. He took a shower, got dressed, checked in with Ted, and did homework until his mom got off from work. He then went to the pick-up area. There were other kids there: Jay and Mike were there. So was Hope. And Ted Blanton. There were also about four other middle school girls and two middle school boys none of which had seen him in his underwear. All kids whose parents couldn't pick them up right after school.

Simon's mom's car pulled up. She got out looking like she was steamed angry. Simon wondered if that was a ploy to excuse what she was about to do or if she was really angry. “I got a call from the school earlier! Apparently you were so bad, they had to paddle you!”

Simon's mom reached him, dragged him to the car. She opened the passenger door open. Without warning, she undid his pant's button and zipper and pulled them down. Simon almost reached to pull his pants back up but she swatted his hands away. He was once again aware of the eyes of kids on his underwear-his cheeks turned red. She then lifted him up and laid him down face-first into the passenger seat. She pulled off his pants and threw them into the backseat.

“This is what happens to little boys who don't behave!” His mom yelled at him. She gave him twenty five of the hardest smacks on his bottom-each with more force than Bradley's! He was crying by the first and begging for it to end by the time she finished. She then had him stand up and apologize to the other kids, one by one, for interrupting their time. She threatened to spank him naked if he didn't. Simon complied.

“Can I have my pants back now?” Simon said when he got back to the car.
“You have lost your right to them.” Simon's mom said. He got into the car. She drove him away from the school.

His mom ran three errands that day. When she went grocery shopping, he had to go into the store with her. While he got some looks from the customers and the parents, she simply told them he had an accident on his pants. People moved on. When she went to the post office, he had to follow her as well. Once again, same excuse. Finally, she had to pick up a medical prescription for Simon's dad. Same excuse when he went with her. Simon was completely and utterly embarrassed each time. So many adults and kids from different schools had seen him without any pants on.

When he got home, his dad was waiting for him at the yard with the lawn mower. His dad forcibly removed the shirt from him and told him his punishment for getting paddled at school was to mow the lawn. When Simon opened his mouth to complain, his dad told him if he didn't he'd get another spanking and then he'd have to mow the lawn naked.

It took Simon about a half an hour, in only his underwear in full view of all of the neighbors, to mow the lawn. Some of the adults in the neighborhood had looked on in surprise, the girls who lived there in shock, and the boys mocked him if he could hear them. But none objected. At least not publicly or to the police.

When Simon went to go back indoors, he found the front door was locked so he had to ring the bell. His dad and mom came out.

“Son, your mom and I have talked. With the recent C in a test you got and your behavior at school, we think it's time to implement some new rules. You won't like them and that's okay: we're not asking you to like them. But you will follow them. The first rule is you must be naked when at home and in the yard from now on.” His dad said. His mom then grabbed Simon's underwear and before he knew what was happening, she had pulled it down to his knees.
Simon's face went red. While he had occasionally been in only his underwear or not worn pants near his parents before, this was the first time they could see his penis and balls in years. “Looks like not nothing has changed.” His mom commented, almost as if she was disappointed by his lack of progress.
“Please let me in!” Simon begged.
“Not until you've given your mom your underwear, your socks, and your shoes.” Simon's dad told him.
Simon looked behind him: the neighborhood was getting a good view of his butt!

Simon took off his underwear, socks, and shoes, and handed them to his mom.

They allowed him in. They closed the door behind them and took Simon to the living room.

“So you must be naked at all times while at home. You may not cover yourself. If you do, you'll get spanked. If you want to get hard or masturbate, you must ask permission. If you do either without getting permission, you'll get spanked. When you have an orgasm, you must yell out that you are cumming. If you don't, you'll get spanked. You'll get dressed in the car for school after you've left the driveway. When you've been picked up from school, you must strip to your underwear before you get in the car. You must take off the underwear before your mom pulls up into the driveway. You must follow our every instruction and do what we say without complaint or get a spanking. You just say 'yes sir' or 'yes ma'am'. Do you understand?” Simon's dad asked him.
“Yes sir” Simon nodded.
Simon's dad nodded. “Good.”

His parents then looked over his body. They clearly weren't impressed with his level of development yet. They also commented on how much he's been spanked. Clearly he's been a bad boy. It was during this inspection that he got an erection. His dad took off a belt, his mom got a slipper, and he got a spanking from both of them.

Once in his room, he checked his e-mail. Ted sent him a message: no evidence against Samantha Korn yet. But it would come....Simon hoped.

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