"K-Kevy, p-please not the p-paddle," I whimpered. He studied me for a second from his spot just inside my room. He sighed before coming closer. "Nick, what you have done has warranted this," he said. "Kevy, please!" "No, Nicholas. Up, and bend over with your boxers down." Kevin said firmly. When I didn't move, he dropped the paddle on the bed and came around to my side. He grabbed my arm and pulled me over his knee. My boxers were down in a second, followed by his hand coming down. "You...SMACK!... know it...SMACK!... doesn't help...SMACK!... your situation...SMACK!... to disobey me!" Kevin scolded, landing smacks onto my bottom firmly. He stopped but when I tried to get up, he kept me there. "Since you don't want to go over the bed for twenty-five like I told you to, you can go over my knee for thirty-five," he told me. I tried to push myself up again. "No, Kevy I'll go over the bed. I will!" It was too late for compromising. I felt Kevin move back to grab the paddle, and my fear set in. At school, I had received pretty hard licks from my principal OVER my jeans. And the was only five of them. Now I was going to get thirty-five on my bare bottom. I didn't get a chance to think about it, because the first lick landed.SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I gasped audibly, and my hands fisted some of my comforter. The paddle hurts way more than what I remember, but I think it's because Kevin is swinging harder. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Tears filled my eyes, and I ...
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