A Judicial Caning
By Jack Jones
Copyright 2011 by Jack Jones, all rights reserved
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This work is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It may contain depictions of
sexual activity
involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to
view such material or
if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do
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story.
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This story is fiction,
although mostly based on actual facts.
I was brought up in South Africa during the sixties. One experience I
never forget is a judicial caning I got when I was 13.
Judicial canings for boys and teens was the normal sentence given by
the
courts there for juvenile offenders. The reason behind it was that it
was not considered appropriate or convenient to send these young boys
to
prison or detention centres. Boys who were legible for these canings
ordered by court was between 9
and 16.
My crime at the time was stealing a bike from a girl in another
neighborhood.
Anyway, after the juvenile court sentence, which included another 5
boys
of different races for different minor crimes, we were taken downstairs
to the court cells. The other boys were between 10 and 14 years old. We
were told by two female officers to strip everything off inside the
cell, then marched naked to the bathroom where we were told to relieve
ourselves at the open urinal.
"We don't want you boys making a mess on the floor while getting your
bums slashed" said one of the female officers, with a grin on her face
seeing our embarrassment at having to pee in front of them.
Then we were marched into a big cell where we were told to line up
against the wall.
And horror of horrors we could see that there were two benches on the
other side of the wall facing us, on which sat about 10 women and
girls,
and two men. I knew immediately that these were the victims of the
boys'
crimes, the only spectators allowed in the room. I recognized the 12
year old girl from whom I stole the bike sitting next to her mother.
So there we were, six boys standing totally nude in front of a row of
girls and women who wanted to see justice being done.
Most of them had a smile and pleasure look on their face looking at us
embarrassed nude boys.
To make things worse some of us boys started to get erect while
standing
there waiting with nothing on. I noticed at least two other boys who
were fully erect. It was probably because of the excitement and fear,
and also the small breeze in the cell against our penis tips that
caused
the erections.
After nearly an hour standing there the doctor arrived and checked us
all to see that we were fit for the caning.
Then one by one we were tied to a small bench in the middle of the
cell,
with feet spread apart, and the caning started.
One could see the upturned buttocks of the tied boy, as well as his
balls between his spread legs.
The cane used for the punishment was a thin, long one which produced a
burning sting with each stroke, and left slash lines along the boy's
buttocks.
The boys reacted differently to the caning. Some just let out an
agonizing sigh with each stroke, while others let out a scream as the
cane slashed powerfully against their bare buttocks.
All the while the young girls and women watching were obviously
enjoying this humiliating punishment of the boys. Altough some squirmed
while seeing the boys buttocks getting slashed.
But definitely one of their most enjoyable moments was when the boy was
untied after the caning and let loose, during which he would do a
desperate spanking dance while holding his burning buttocks. Everyone
could see his boy parts flopping and flying around during this hopping
dance. Most of the girls and women giggled or laughed at this sight.
After this painful and humiliating ordeal we were allowed to dress up
and go home.
After that experience I could never look in the face of any of
those
girls and women who were present if I came across them without flushing
red in the face with embarrassment.
(The End)