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Hamlins, Kelseys and Abernathys, one major and minor each, all three older boys, seventeen years old and in the upper sixth, their fourteen year old sibling counterparts still in the fifth. They had all stuck together as chums through their years of school as one would expect, majors with majors and minors with minors, that is, until that fatal Saturday night towards the end of Spring term that year. It would have been better for all had they stayed true to form, but fate would not allow that outcome and trouble upon terrible trouble would result, involving many others. Who would survive it? But I digress.
Headmaster Jules Waverly bade good-bye to his school for a weekend of joy and pleasure for he would meet his secretary, Ms. Audrey Chamberlain, at a rented seaside cottage on distant Channel shores in a secret lover's rendezvous. How sweet, yes? Cannot two single adults unite as one, especially unbeknownst to all but themselves, well out of sight of prying eyes at the school, young and old? Of course, but there was a problem, a complication you see, one that was not discreet, but had been entertaining, for the boys that is.
The hour had arrived, the tobacco and alcohol as well, each major, Hamlin, Kelsey and Abernathy having obtained sufficient stores of each to have a nice private gathering in the back of the old landscaping shed to enjoy their forbidden excesses. But they had been followed that night by their minor counterparts. Hamlin minor had quite by chance caught a glimpse of his older brother through his lower dormitory window, the older brother hunched over and walking with his older chums out of the dormitory towards the back of the school property in a very suspicious way. Hamlin minor altered his staff, Kelsey and Abernathy to this intriguing fact.
So where was Housemaster Finch during all of this moving about to have allowed easy egress of both majors and minors that evening? Well, on his way to exactly where the older and younger boys knew he would be, safely cuddled away with Ms. Audrey Chamberlain in her near-by cottage on the opposite side of the property, of course. Didn't every boy in the dormitory know that by now? They were "secret" lovers, just not very secretive about it!
"Where are they going Hamlin?!" Abernathy asked excitedly as the shadowy figures disappeared.
"To the back a' the old landscaping shed a'course!" Kelsey, their red-haired Scottish compatriot exclaimed in his thick accented brogue!
"Shall we follow?" Hamlin inquired, his chums looking at him as if daft, of course they would follow!
Meanwhile, Housemaster Finch was in a dither of confusion and very unhappy, for his lover, his lovely lady Audrey, as he called her, was not inside the cottage that evening as he had thought and wished! Where had she gone off too? This was uncalled for! She never went anywhere, so where could she be? Off with another man? Visiting a relative? Finch sighed. He would have to be very cross now, he had so wanted a nice shag with her on that languid night.
Audrey Chamberlain was now in her lover's arms, Jules Waverly, in the rented cottage on the coast, so why him now and not the younger Finch? She had discovered that dear Jules had a fortune of money that nobody knew of but her and that had been quite a recent surprise.
She would never had known had not her best friend Delilah, who now worked at the bank, had not told her, revealed information about the Headmaster's monies quite inappropriately did she! She would woo Jules and marry him, the money would find its way into her hands, then she would abscond away with Delilah.
Hamlin, Kelsey and Abernathy minors followed their majors and waited while the majors lit cigarettes and drank whiskey from their bottles while sitting side by side up against the back of the old landscaping shed. When it was time, the minors sprang out into the open in a great fright to the majors at first,
"Caught you!" Hamlin minor yelled triumphantly, his two chums merely laughing.
"Quiet! You want us all to get caught!?" Hamlin major growled in disgust, the older boys springing to their feet!
"Share or we'll turn you all in to Finch!" Kelsey minor grinned at his major to force them to share, so the majors conferred. They were trapped. If Finch found out, so would Headmaster. If Headmaster found out, they would all be severely caned, twelve strokes and their fathers informed with horrible results and none wished to be punished once, much less twice over!
"Fine! Share with us then!" Abernathy hissed at his minor, his chums joining him, none of the majors at all happy to have to do it.
Finch stomped back to the dormitory with great disgust. He would go without now or have to touch himself, a disgusting thing to resort to when he could have had her! But instead of returning to his rooms in the dormitory, he went about all three floors on a random tour to discover any mischief and mischief he found. Three majors and minors were missing, so he set about to find them and find them he did, in the back of the old landscaping shed!
"Oh no!" "Shite!" "Fuckin' hell!" and other such surprised shouts came from six young mouths when Finch rounded the corner and caught them all smoking and drinking. Finch rounded them and the evidence up and marched them back to the dormitory in an angry huff and gathered them into his rooms for a lecture, sure to turn them into Headmaster the next day for punishments.
But instead of lecturing them, Hamlin major lectured him, "Tell Headmaster about us and we'll tell him about you and Ms. Chamberlain!"
"I don't know what you are talking about!" Finch replied, trying to sound outraged.
"Every knows you fuckin' twit!" Abernathy exclaimed!
Now Finch was in a real bind. If Abernathy was right, this was the stuff of blackmail. The whole dormitory could rebel and use him as their easy foil. If Headmaster was told before he said anything, he would most likely be sacked and lose his easy access to his lady Audrey or worse, she would see him as an incompetent and indiscreet boob. He needed some time to think.
"Go back to bed all of you! I'll decide on the tomorrow!" and so they did.
None slept well that night, save Jules Waverly and Aubrey Chamberlain, in the seaside cottage, the trouble back at school yet unknown to them.
The next morning, Finch arose and made a decision. He could not allow the boys to rule the dormitory. He would confess his tryst to Headmaster straight away upon his return and swear it to stop, that it was a mistake of passion; but to deny further repercussions, he would have to tell Waverly about the boys' knowledge and threat of blackmail as well.
It was a risk to be sure, but one that he might survive. Headmaster was a fair man, was he not? Yes, that was the plan. The boys would regret their decision to blackmail him in very painful ways nonetheless. So that is what Finch did.
Headmaster Waverly returned to the school early in the afternoon that Sunday, dropping off his secretary, his secret lover, beforehand to arrive at a different time, nobody else the wiser. After his solitary arrival to his property cottage, there was a knock on the door, it was Finch.
"Good afternoon Mr. Finch, what may I do for you?!" and let the man in.
Finch sat, tea was served the story came out, including the boys' collusion. Waverly sat there a moment, calm and collected on the outside, but incensed and angry on the inside. Not only had he been two-timed by Ms. Chamberlain, but Finch had been the other man! She was screwing both of them! Finch had let himself get caught in the tryst by mere boys which tempted them to commit blackmail. This was all an outrage and could not be tolerated!
Headmaster sat his cup of tea down, stood up and calmly said, "You have been a good man Finch, but you have crossed the line and lost both my respect and the respect of the boys. If you know what is good for you, you will tender your resignation to me, effectively immediately, do I make myself clear?"
With many regrets for the failed plan, Finch sat his cup of tea down, stood up and said, "Perfectly," walked out and soon, was never to be seen or heard from again.
Later that day found six very fearful boys, Hamlins, Kelseys and Abernathys, majors and minors, dressed smartly in P.E. kit and standing side by side against the wall next to the door to Headmasters office having been confronted with and confessed to breaking school rules regarding tobacco and alcohol possession and use, providing same to younger boys and also to attempted blackmail of now ex-Housemaster Finch.
They already knew that their fathers had all been called and each father was as angry as a father could be and would arrive the next day to pick them all up. They had all been suspended for the remainder of the term, but that was the least painful part of their punishments.
Headmaster first called each major into his office, one at a time. Hamlin was first and stood in front of Headmaster's study desk,
"Hamlin major. You will receive twelve strokes of the senior cane on the bare, prepare!" and so it would got for each major.
Hamlin slipped off his kit shorts to bare himself and took position over the back of the chair, legs spread, head up, eyes open. Headmaster slowly stood up, went to his cane collection in the corner of the study and found his best senior cane.
Headmaster then strode over, looked at the fleshy targets, perfectly placed over the chair, gave a small smile of satisfaction that justice was about to be served, tapped but once, drew back and then struck, hard and sure to the center of the targets.
The cane strikes could be heard from the hallway, Abernathy and Kelsey major's faces fell as they counted. It would be an awful twelve each. Headmaster was a fierce caner, all the boys knew this. At the end, they could all hear Hamlin cry out for the pain, it was too much for the older boy. Hamlin came out and stood back in place, tears rolling down from his eyes, Hamlin minor's face falling far. He had never seen major in this much distress.
Abernathy was next, then Kelsey. No major was left with a dry face and nothing less than a throbbing backside. Then it was time for the minors. Hamlin minor was first.
"Hamlin minor. You will receive twelve strokes of the junior cane on the bare, prepare!" and he did as his major had done and all hope was lost for Kelsey and Abernathy minors as Hamlin minor's cries of pain were worse than any of the majors.
Six well punished boys soon walked back to the dormitories that Sunday, all of them confined to their dormitory floors until their fathers came to get them the next day, save for use of the bathroom and meals.
The following day, Headmaster received a phone call from a friend at his bank. The knowledge of the amounts of his monies had been compromised, but the woman was caught and had confessed that she had told Audrey Chamberlain of his holdings. Delilah was dismissed from the bank. Headmaster confronted Audrey Chamberlain and she was dismissed. Later in the morning three angry fathers came to pick up their sons, all at the same time.
The three majors, the three chums, said good-bye to each other as did the minors and soon, three vehicles sped off in three directions, majors sitting next to their minors in the back seat, told be quiet and not speak a word.
All of the boys had miserable trips back to their homes, the Kelseys were the worst for the increased length of time to reach their Scottish home, but none were spared knowing that when they arrived at their homes, they would all be punished anew.
Arriving at their homes first, the Abernathy boys were told to take their belongings into their shared room and dress into their pajamas, then wait together outside of their father's study. The Hamlins arrived soon after into their home and were told to go to their respective rooms, change into pants only and proceed to their father's study and wait outside of the door.
Unknown each of the others of course, by the time each father made their sons suffer a long wait each, all four boys were called to face their fathers virtually simultaneously, standing sheepishly side by side.
Stern lectures followed from both fathers about older brothers not only convicted of crimes of their own, but worse, misleading younger brothers down paths of deceit and sharing disgusting, foul habits. Father Hamlin stood, took off his belt and pointed to the awaiting chair, "OVER!" he said to Hamlin major as Hamlin minor watched.
At nearly the same time, father Abernathy reached into his desk and procured the strap. He stood and pointed to the awaiting chair,
"Get over!" he said to Abernathy major as Abernathy minor watched.
The belt and strap flew at virtually the same time across the bared buttocks of Hamlin major and Abernathy major. Hamlin major's ability to withstand his father's strong rapid stinging cuts was well limited and soon he was bawling and begging for his father's mercies, tears already running down Hamlin minor's face.
Abernathy major fared no better, his cries and pleas were uninhibited and all poor Abernathy minor could so was sob and hold his seat and wait. When their bottoms were well and bright-stripped, each major was told to stand up and face the wall and wait with hands on head and did.
Each father then lectured their younger sons about their respective roles, then they were tearfully put over the backs of the chairs. The belt and strap flew again, just not as strong or as much, the results the same, two bawling pleading young men resulted. The Hamlin boys were grounded, sent to their rooms to bed now knowing that they would be spanked on their bare bottoms before bed. The Abernathy boys were also sent to their respective rooms, spankings due before bedtime.
Hours later, the Kelseys arrived home. Father Kelsey sent the boys to their shared room to change into traditional kilts, no underwear. They were to report to their father in the back of the house, to a small room were father kept many tools and benches for wood and metal working.
The boys did as they were told and upon arrival, saw their fates, two tawse straps, one a three fingered, the other two. These were stout Scottish lads, but they knew that neither of them would last long under their father's strong arm.
"OVER the table lad!" Father Kelsey told his older boy and Kelsey major mournfully strode forward and flopped himself forward, gripping the far edge. His father then strode forward, holding the feared three fingered tawse and flipped the boy's kilt hem up towards the base of the boy's neck. Then the father stood back,
"A dozen for you son!" and proceeded.
A tawse is a fearful device for a boy even of Kelsey major's age and size and the boy could do no better than loudly groan, helpless to prevent involuntary tears falling to the floor below. With each painful cut, his legs jumped and his feet kicked. His buttocks rolled slowly side to side, clenching and writhing as the three-fingered devil turned his white creamy round buttock cheeks into a mass of painful welts! Kelsey minor stood and trembled, fighting back the tears of regret and of his anticipated pain.
After he sent his elder son to the wall to wait and feel the kilt's scratchy woolen surface torture his throbbing buttock cheeks, father Kelsey looked at his younger son, "Over the table lad!" and Kelsey minor shuffled forward and put himself down as his father fetched the two tailed devil.
Kelsey minor's father then came forward and flipped up minor's kilt and went to work, flaying his younger son but with little reduction in strength as major watched, a few tears still rolling down his face as he listened to his brother's forced wails and pleas for mercy. The Kelsey boys were not spared bedtime spankings and all six boys befell the same bedtime fates at nearly the same time of night that evening.
Ex-Housemaster Finch found work in sales at a bookseller, ex-secretary Ms. Chamberlain sought out a new man to marry for money. The six boys found that their summer holidays hardly a holiday at all. They were made to work and when found lacking, all six put over the backs of chairs or across a table once again, belts, straps and the painful tawse teaching them lessons during the day, spankings on all of their bare bottoms before bedtimes at nights.
Headmaster Waverly set about to hire a new Housemaster and new secretary later that same week, having survived the incident and remained Headmaster, punishing all involved in their various ways. The Headmaster must always survive, must he not?
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