Chapter one
"OOOOOWWWWWW! YOU'RE KILLING ME! NO MORE! PLEASE!"
The boy lying naked over the cop's lap screamed, tears streaming down his cheeks as the cop spanked his bright red butt with the lexan paddle. "NO MORE, NO MORE, PLEASE."
About an hour before, the cop had stopped the boy as he was leaving the store where he had just shoplifted 4 DVD's. He quickly pulled him into the manager's office.
"Mr. O'Reilly," he said, "This kid just stole 4 DVD's from you. What do you want me to do about it?"
"He did? Damn it, that's what keeps our prices going up, these shoplifting kids cost us thousands of dollars every year and we have to raise our prices to make up for the loss.. Officer, you handle it however you think would be best, just so he's punished. I hate to see a pretty kid like him go to jail, you KNOW what will happen to him there, but you do whatever you think is best to teach him a good lesson."
The cop frog marched the kid out to his cruiser, opened the back door and pushed him in. Once he was locked in the car, the cop headed out. As they were moving the cop said "OK kid, what's your name? How old are you?"
"Uh, my name is Martin, Sir, I'm 18."
'Well Martin, you are in deep trouble young fellow, Very deep shit," the cop said as he pulled the car off to the side of a deserted road, "but you've got some choices to make. You heard the store manager talk about jail and believe me that's one place you DON't want to be. The boys there would love to get their hands on you. I'd hate to see that happen to you, but you were caught red handed and there's NO DOUBT that's where you're gonna end up."
"OH GAWD......please, isn't there some way out of this? I promise, I'll never do it again, I PROMISE!"
"You know kid, I'd like to be able to help, but you heard Mr. O'Reilly, he wants you to learn a lesson, a damn good one, so you don't shoplift again."
"Oh please Sir, I promise, I'll never do it again. I never did it before and I'll be good. Please, can't you give me a break, please?"
"Kid you gotta stop whining. I don't like it and if I'm gonna figure out what to do here it sure as shit won't help to have you whining in my ear. One way or another, you're gonna be punished for what you did."
Martin looked at the cop, he was going to beg him some more but decided to keep his mouth shut. Some way or another, he had to convince the cop not to take him in and not to call his parents. Even at 18, his dad would beat him up for this dumb stunt.
"Officer, if I have to be punished, couldn't you do it? I mean I'd cooperate with you, not fight you and I'd do whatever you say. Please, I'll do anything if only you don't arrest me and don't tell my parents. Can we do that? It would accomplish what Mr. O'Reilly said he wanted done and you would be saving my life too. I'll do WHATEVER you say. Please!"
The cop sat back in the cruiser and thought about what Martin had just offered. This was a hot kid, he was really scared and the cop figured he could have some real fun with the hot little bastard. With this in mind he started driving.
"Tell you what Martin; I have a cabin down this road. If you really meant what you said, we'll go there, you'll sign a confession and then you'll get punished by me. Believe me, it won't be fun – at least not for you - and you'll do whatever I say. No matter what I tell you to do and whatever I decide to do to you; you will cooperate fully. If that satisfies me, your full cooperation that is, I'll let you go after your punishment and I will not tell your parents. However, I will keep the confession so that if I feel you need to have another session with me, for whatever reason, you will cooperate."
"Yes sir! Whatever you say as long as it's just between you and me, I'll cooperate fully, really, I will."
With that, the cop drove down the deserted road to his cabin. He parked in the garage, got out, and opened the door to take the kid out. He grabbed him by the ear and dragged him into the cabin.
As Martin walked in, he stopped in shock at what he saw. There were chains attached to the wall, a strange looking bench, a wooden X attached to one wall, paddles, canes and brushes on a second one, and various leather belts and whips hanging on yet another wall. The cop pushed him ahead and said, "This is what's ahead of you tonight and you agree that I will use any or all of this on you if I wish. Is that correct?"
"Uh...yes Sir...I agree," Martin said hesitantly. "As long as it's kept just between us."
"OK, then write out a confession and give it to me."
When Martin handed him the signed confession, the cop looked at it, put it in a wall safe, and said thim, "OK now strip. I want you naked NOW! Move it. Don't even THINK of hesitating. The longer it takes, the worse it will be for you. Move it."
Quickly Martin stripped and stood with his hands in front of him. The cop sat in a straight-backed chair. "Get over here Martin, we're gonna start your lesson."
Martin walked over to where the cop was sitting. The cop patted his knee and pulled the kid across his lap. "Well start your punishment with my hand, boy. I'm gonna spank your ass good."
With that he raised his hand in the air brought it down hard on the kid's turned up bare ass.
"OOOOOWWWW!"
The cop started to spank the boy's ass and watched it start to blush. As he spanked Martin more and more, he watched the upturned fundament get blushing pink, then a deeper pink and finally a bright red. He put his hand on the cheeks and found them getting really hot.
"OOOOOOWWWWW, OOOOWWWWW, OOOOOWWWWW!"
The cop continued the hand spanking and then reached down beside the chair. He came up with a lexan paddle. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK.
