| Subject: Chapter 3---Reflection and Confession |
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Date Posted: 23:54:38 03/15/08 Sat
I started the next day not knowing what to expect at my morning job as a stock boy in the supermarket. Luckily, only Mr. Addison and I were in the store when he whipped me the previous morning, so I did not fear being teased like whenever I got paddled in school by my baseball coach. However, I had no idea how Mr. Addison would treat me.
"Good morning,Nick," he said. "Sorry about the whipping. Upon reflection, I should have given you a warning before tanning your hide for sloppy work. Take heed, young man,that you will be paddled the next time you make even one pricing or shelving mistake. It will be your ass or your job, is that clear?"
"Yes sir," I answered. I desperately needed the job to pay for college. Also, I got my girlfriend pregnant, so child support would soon become an issue.
"Sir, I have something to confess. After you whipped me yesterday, I took my revenge by putting lower prices on all the canned fruits and vegetables"
Mr Addison's expression changed,and he said, "Get your ass to my office immediately. Your going to experience the paddle right now!".
When I went into his office I saw a large fraternity paddle sitting next to his desk. The paddles I got hit with at home and in school were pathetic compared to Addison's which looked more like an oar.
"Take off your apron, empty your pockets, bend over this chair, grab onto the seat,and spread your feet apart. You'll get twenty swats. Your pants stay up only because you confessed before I discovered what you did. Now, get ready, and count the smacks out loud"
I did not argue. I was wearing tight Levi 501 jeans that were thin from several washings, so I figured the swats would hurt. Addison echoed my thought by commenting on how my ass was not well padded by my pants.
I felt the paddle barely touch my ass a couple of times, then there was a whooshing sound.
WHACK!!! "OW!! One, sir."
Whoosh!! WHACK!!! "OW, OW!! Two sir."
After the third swat,I was crying even harder than I did when Addison gave me the bare-ass whipping the previous day. Babe Ruth had nothing on Addison, the new "Sultan of Swat."
By the thirteenth swat,some of the other store employees came to see what all the commotion was about. I think Addison left the office door open on purpose.
After the twentieth swat, Addison made me drop my pants and boxers to inspect the damage. "Nice, nice," he said. "You know,Nick,I'm not gay, but I must say that for a guy, you've got one spankable ass."
"I know,sir," I answered while gritting my teeth. "I was voted the guy with the cutest butt by the girls at my high school."
Then, he made me stand in the corner with my hands on my head for 15 minutes and ordered me not to rub my burning ass. Finally, he had the other employees look at my ass and said, "Let this be a lesson to all of you that sloppy work will be dealt with severely."
After I was allowed to put my boxers,501's, and apron back on, I left the office to do my work. Everyone steered clear of me, but I knew I would be kidded the next day. My larger concern was how I would be able to sit through my college classes later that morning.
I knew that Addison would be finding the slightest excuse to tan my ass from then on,so unless I found a new job, I would have to get used to the pain. Actually, I kind of enjoyed it!
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