Collin
By
Tedy
Tedy98@walla.com
Copyright 2015 by Tedy,
all rights reserved
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
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"Collin
Wright, I've had it with your behavior today – you march your clumsy little
legs up those stairs, into the bathroom and from there you are going straight
to bed! I don't know what has gotten into you, but if this is going to be how
you behave this summer – we are NOT going to have a good time!"
37-year-old
Claire Wright was rather tired of her energetic 11 year old. He wasn't a
particularly naughty or mischievous kid – but he did do his fair share of
stupid things. Just today he broke two vases while throwing a ball inside the
house, ate candies right before lunch and now he accidently dropped his dinner
plate all over himself . She knew he didn't mean any harm – but the "no
harm meant" wasn't making her life any easier.
During
the school year, Collin had fantasized many times about all the free time he
would have during the long summer days, free to roam his house away from
school. Collin; just under 4’6” and 71 pounds, climbed the stairs not too happy
about being sent to bed at 8pm, but trying to be the good boy, he marched up
the stairs and made all the necessary arrangements for his bath.
Having
spilled spaghetti all over his cloths he threw them down the hamper and went on
with his bath. Having stayed home all day, it wasn't long before he was done,
toweled down and looked at his yellow sponge-bob pajamas. He had talked with
his mom about being too old for pajamas, having completed the 5th grade
and all, but she had insisted that "what you wear reflects how you act.
And wearing pajamas means you are going to go to sleep". Claiming he was
too old for the kids TV PJ's led nowhere. Not wanting to angry his mom even
more, he put on the pajamas and headed to bed.
Claire
Wright loved her son. His father – a military man was unfortunately usually
abroad, but he took good care of the family financially. It was the education
bit she was a bit afraid of. Especially at times like this. It was a long
summer a head of them, and if Colling was going to spend it all at home she
would probably lose it. "What he probably needs is some time outside"
she pondered. "Some good old nature time".
Just
as she was thinking those words, the doorbell rang. Looking through the eyehole
Claire recognized two girls from Colin's class in their Girl Scout uniforms.
"Good evening Mia, good evening Olivia" Claire Wright smiled as she
opened the door. "How can I help you two?" she asked.
"Good
evening Mrs. Wright, can we interest you in some cookies? We are selling door
to door to raise money for the community church; there is a competition between
the different units. Do you want to buy a box?"
An
idea started forming in Claire's head. "I think I have a different
proposal for you girls you just might be very interested in, please – come on
in," she said, gesturing with her hand inside the house.
The
two girls had a confused look, but seeing as they knew Mrs. Wright since
kindergarten, and, having walked all over the neighborhood – they didn't mind.
Following her into the kitchen they saw the mess that Collin had created whilst
knocking over his plate. "Oh my gosh, what a mess!" Mia exclaimed
"can we help?" they both asked and before getting an answer they
rushed to clean the mess.
An
impressed Claire watched on as in no time the kitchen was sparkling.
"Thank you girls, that was very thoughtful".
"All
a part of a scout's code Mrs. Wright" Olivia answered. "By the way –
where's Collin?"
Claire
grinned to herself "tell me girls – do the scouts take on new members
these days?"
Going
to sleep that night, Claire Wright felt that this summer might just turn out
for the better after all.
Collin
woke up in the morning to another fantastic summer day. Having forgotten all
about yesterday's events he rushed down stairs to have breakfast. Smelling his
mother's pancakes, he ran into the kitchen only to find his two classmates
sitting at the table. "Good morning sweetie, help yourself to some
pancakes" his mother whilst keeping on making more.
Mia,
at 4’8” was known for her good looks with long blond hair and blue eyes. Olivia
at an inch taller – with brown hair and brown eyes was
more of a tomboy, but both sat at the table wearing their khaki uniform, with
their hair pulled into a pony tail with their scouts’ baseball caps. The two of
them sitting there made it look like they were recruiting for the army.
Suddenly
Collin was very much aware of the pajamas he was still wearing. "I'll just
run up the stairs really quick to change" he suggested.
"Nonsense,
you always eat breakfast in your jammies. Besides – your food is getting
cold".
Blushing
from the reference to his clothing as "jammies" and not wanting to
further the discussion on his wardrobe, Collin decided to change the subject.
"Umm, mom - what are THEY doing here?"
Claire
Wright calmly turned around. "Well honey, following yesterday's events,
I've decided to roll you in a brief scouts course. Meet your new guides – Mia
and Olivia"
The
two girls smiled meekly. "What? You can't do that. MOM, THEY ARE IN MY
CLASS!" the boy said angrily.
"Watch
your tone young man. Some playing outside in the fresh nature air should do you
some good, and frankly, it would give me some time to work. Now sit down and
eat something – you have a long day ahead of you"
Rather
surprised from his mother's strict tone, Collin decided to choose his battles;
he sat down as far away as he could from his new councilors and ate his
breakfast in silence.
Ten
minutes later, his mother turned to the table "Right, I'm off for some
arrangements downtown. good luck on your first day sweetie – don't give them
any trouble, they know they have authority over you"
"WHAT?!"
"Yes,
I knew this would be a bit hard on you, but you'll have to respect the scout's
code – and it clearly states that councilors have the right to educate,
redirect and punish their subordinates"
"I
AM NOT GOING TO LET TWO GIRLS FROM MY CLASS PUNISH ME" Collin yelled out.
"That
is enough Collin. You watch what you say OR ELSE".
"NO!
YOU WILL NOT MAKE ME."
"Not
ONE MORE WORD out of you young man". Mrs. Wright interrupted him." I
think you have forgotten who's in charge in this house – and as Mia wisely
suggested yesterday evening – boys who do not act their age should be treated
as such.
As
you are acting like a 6 year old – I will answer you accordingly. Now – if you
choose to continue this debate, you will leave me no choice but to spank the
naughty little bottom of yours, and to be clear: it will be on the BARE. Now,
seeing as you are giving *me* such a hard time – I can't imagine what you are
planning for the girls, and so, read my lips: ‘not only are they allowed to
punish you – but if they see fit, they may spank you.’ On their terms. Is that
understood?"
The
dumbfounded boy blushed a deep crimson red. He hasn't been spanked in years,
let alone the fact that his mother has just given permission to two of his
classmates to spank him. Fearing the worst, he meekly said "Yes ma’am".
Claire
hated doing this, but she knew it was for his own good. She kissed Collin on
the head and left for down town.
Still
in his pajamas, now in the power of two of his classmates, Collin dreadfully
looked at the khaki wearing duo.
To be continued…
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(The End)