Wild-bill

Cordova's Boys Home

Introduction

Way back in 1939, attitudes and methods were much different then they are today, concerning the discipline and care of children. Three years prior to this time, a new revolutionary program was started in the small remote town of Cordova, Wyoming. The program was way ahead of its time.

The origination of the program was conceived through the brillant mind of one women. The well known psychologist Janet Matlock. The program's only purpose was for the complete rehabilitation of youthful juvenile delinquents. The only type of therapy used at the home, today is called "Regression Therapy" or R.T. for short. This therapy was practically unknown during this time. Its main premis was that young juvenile crime offenders, particularly those between the ages of 10-14 main troubles were caused by the following factors to name just a few.--

1. Being in too big a hurry to grow up
2. From a lack of love and care from their parents and others
3. From a lack of supervision, attention, and discipline
4. Being constantly treated older than their chronological years dictated that they should be treated.

The main idea of Mrs. Matlock was to use R.T. through loving, caring, no-nonsense surrogate parents. One or two boys at the most would stay at a specially designed cottage under the complete care of their substitute parents. All of the "parents" were put through a specially designed two-month program run by Mrs. Matlock herself. There was an extensive screening process done to make sure that just the right people were qualified for the job. For example one important qualification was that they had to be young couples who had just recently been married or at the very least engaged to be. Another one was that they had to fully agree with Matlock's ideas and methods concerning punishment and be willing to exercise them as needed. Matlock was a big believer in the use of spanking as well as many other "old fashioned punishments". She definitely did not want any of the surrogate parents to lose sight of the other purpose of the home. That it was a place of punishment. That the boys had to pay a price for their continued misbehavior with more than just a simple "slap on the wrist". But the most important qualification was that they loved and cared for the well-being of children.

The main point that Matlock wanted to get across to the sets of parents was this:

To help the children" start over" so to speak. To try and "regress" the boys back to the innocense, supervision and yes, discipline that they were lacking.

In order to accomplish this, Matlock believed that the boys had to be put through highly structured, strict, discipline oriented routines. But yet done with a lot of love and care.

This particular home was set up for deliquent boys only. A similar one was built for girls about three years later. The "home" was not really a home in that sense of the word. It actually consisted of six small cottages built fairly close together. As far as their design, the cottages were nearly identical. Each one had a large basement built into it that also doubled as a "special punishment room". This was the way that Janet Matlock wanted it.

At first, because the "parents" were new at all of this, Matlock was highly specific about what punishment ideas and routines should be used with each individual boy. Every case was different and many things had to be considered. As time passed and the parents gained valuable experience Matlock gradually released her "reins" to the "parents". What was really amazing was that the original "parents" were all still with the program. Obviously, they must of really enjoyed what they were doing. Anyhow, by this time, as to exactly went on in this "special room", or what kind of "goodies" were in the room was to the most extent left up to each set of surrogate parents.

Of course one of the great side benefits of the way that this program was set up was that the surrogate parents would get very valuable experience before becoming real parents themselves. Four years of working with these troubled boys was the maximum that Matlock would allow the parents. Then she felt it was time for families of their own. Then it would be time to choose another group of surrogate parents for the job. But that was still a long way in the future.

As far as the boy's qualifications were concerned, the program would only be available to boys who had been repeat offenders for one. Secondly, there original sentences had to have been at least three months long. The boy had to be at least 10 years old but not have reached his 15th birthday.

Both the boy and his real parents had to agree to the liberal use of corporal punishment as well as other traditional childhood punishments, to be used at the discretion of their surrogate parents whenever they saw fit to use them. There had to be some sort of added punishment(s) to make up for the fact that they would be getting at least a two-month reduction in their sentences. Of course the trend was the higher their sentence was, the more unpleasant their 30 day stay would be! As to exactly how much punishment they would have to endure and to what extent, they would just have to take the risk to find out. That more or less would depend on several factors, such as:

1. The opinions, methods, and strictness of their surrogate parents.
   
2. The age and maturity of the boy.
3. The attitude and personality of the boy.
4. The sentence and crime the boy committed.
5. The progress that the boy made while at the home.
6. Any further misbehavior that the boy was foolish to commit during his stay.

On this particular occasion, ther were eight boys who were scheduled to start the next 30 day program. This meant that two of the boys would be doubled up with a "buddy". This was bound to create some very interesting punishment-type situations. The boys spanned a wide range of ages, temperaments, and overall personalities. The youngest was 11. The oldest 14 and a half. Of course the boys did not all have the same sentences given to them. Some were much longer than others.To be fair, the boys with longer sentences usually experienced a much more unpleasant stay, there days filled with more punishment, than the boys with lesser sentences. Naturally, a lot more went into it than just that factor alone.

The following six chapters of the story will correspond to the different methods and punishment routines used by the six different sets of surrogate parents. The least severe case will be presented in chapter 1 right on up to the most severe case in the last chapter. [N.B. See my note above, Cél]

As to what went on during that two-month program that the surrogate parents were required to take, well strangely enough there was much talk and discussion about punishments. Spankings, routines, rituals, severity, etc.

Such topics as:

• How to give a spanking to a rebellous older boy,
• What are some techniques of mouth-washing,
• How to effectively administer a soap-enema as a punishment,
• How to use anticipation with corporal punishment,
• When to use corner-time and for what duration,
• Different positions that can be used for corporal punishment,
• How can humiliation and exposure be used to enhance the session

Of course Mrs. Matlock was able to, and did in fact check on, and supervise, from time to time all of the boys. That was her main job as director of Cordova. But she could'nt be everywhere all of the time. So she could'nt possibly be aware of what was going on all of the time. Besides Cordova had such sterling record as far as so few of their boys being brought back as repeat offender. Therefore there was really no good reason for any one to check up on what was going on at Cordova's. There definetely was some practices that were going on that Mrs Matlock would not have approved of! Perhaps, some of our surrogate parents started to like their jobs at Cordova's just a bit too much. Some of these more inappropriate practices will become evident to the reader, especially in the later chapters of the story.

Chapter 1
Thomas Burke

— A —

At first, it didn't sound to bad too young 11 year old Thomas Burkes' ears, a thirty day stay at Cordova's. It seemed like a heck of a bargain compared to the three and a half month sentence that the judge had assigned him at the J.D.C. There were those references at Cordova's to spanking and such. However, that had never been a big deal whenever his mother had resorted to it on occasion. It seemed like it was over and done with so fast, although it did hurt some. Little did he realize how much more than just a simple spanking was to be involved during his stay here at Cordova's.

All of the surrogate parents as well as Janet Matlock had their usual conference at the start of the new program. All of the eight boy's backgrounds, situation, and sentences were discussed in great detail. The purpose was to decide which surrogate parents would be matched up best with which boy[s]. After many different programs had passed, it was sort of an unwritten rule that the Durdens would get the most lenient case. In this situation it was fairly obvious that the Durdens would get young Tommy. Even though the Durdens were the least strict, none of the other parents at Cordova's would be considered to be overly harsh, especially since the year is 1939. Everyone at Cordova's knew that the Durdens' methods of child discipline were best suited for the younger boys. The Durdens were eagerly looking forward to there first meeting with young Thomas Burke.

But before that could happen, Thomas had to go through the customary interview with Janet that she always insisted on before the new boys could begin there stay. The purpose of the meeting was to familiarize the boy in a general sort of way, with some of the punishment methods that the boys surrogate parents would be using. She wanted to prepare the boys to some extent so the whole stay would go a lot smoother. But first she always had a meeting with each of the boys' real parents.

Another purpose for both of these meetings was to find out as much as she could about each boys' backgrounds concerning spanking and other childhood punishments that they have received up to this point. The more specific the details the better! She was especially on the look-out for the more creative and inventive ones.

Of course she made sure to audio tape all of the interviews so that all of the surrogate parents could listen to it later. Once the interview was over then it would be time for the boy to meet his new parents. Here is some of how Mrs. Matlock's interview went with young Thomas.

The interview with Thomas

"Thomas, I know that you already have some idea about what you can expect from your stay here at Cordova's. So I will try to keep this meeting brief and to the point. You know that I've already had a talk with your real parents earlier today. I want you to know that there as disappointed with your recent behavior as I am. They have given your surrogate parents and me their full permission to deal with you any way that we see fit. Damaging other people's property by spray-painting their cars is a very serious crime as I'm sure that you realize by now. I think that it is high time that you are held accountable for your actions. IN FACT, I think that you are way over-due "!

Thomas seemed to be paying only half attention even at this early point in the discussion. Not that unusual really, for an 11 year-old.

"THOMAS BURKE ! I want your full attention right this second young man!"

Thomas did not expect this sudden outburst and it startled him greatly.

"You are already in a lot of deep water. Are you trying to make it worse for yourself ? I have half of a mind to pull down your pants and underwear right now and spank your little bare bottom here in my office. IF I have to reprimand you again during this meeting I'm going to do exactly that. IS that understood ?"

Thomas taken aback by her suddenness and visibly blushing could only stutter out a pert "Yes, Ma'am, I'm sorry."

"Very well then let us continue with this discussion."

Actually, it would not have been unusual at all for Janet to carry out her threat. In fact it was quite a common occurrence for a naughty boy to receive a spanking right here in the office during one of these initial meetings.

The spanking was usually a fairly harsh one and always bare bottom. This would often times get a boy started off with the right attitude even before he met his parents. Janet was looking forward to a spanking session with Thomas. But she had many other interviews still to come today and she knew that some of the other boys would need her attentions even more than Thomas.

Of course the meeting with Thomas had a ways to go yet.

"Now Thomas I want you to know that we believe in treating boys fairly here at Cordova. But I also believe that you have a stern price to pay for the kinds of stunts that you have been pulling lately. Believe me you will be paying that price, starting in a very short while, after you've met your new parents."

Janet was going out of her way in being harsh with the boy. Her methodology was to get the boy's attitude under full control right from the beginning. She knew that this was the ONLY way to be effective. She knew that Thomas's situation was a perfect match for the Durdens theories on C.P. and child discipline and she wanted to make sure that they got started off on the right foot.

"After talking with your parents at great length, I have a good idea about how they have dealt with you when you have been a bad boy in the past. Believe me Thomas in my opinion it hasn't been nearly enough. Which I would think explains why your standing in my office right now! But don't worry, I've already talked with the Durdens and were all going to make sure that you are all caught up by the time you leave here. That means caught up to the point where we are right now. When you can't behave yourself here at Cordova, and there will be times when you do misbehave here, every boy who is brought here messes up at some point, we take that as a very serious matter indeed and you will be dealt with severly. Now I'm going to tell you a little on what you might expect from the Durdens. not too much though, I wouldn't want to spoil it for you. Mainly from the Durdens you will be getting spankings, lots of them!"

At this revelation, Thomas began to weep softly.

"I'm also sure that most if not all of your spankings will be on the bare bottom. These spankings will most likely be a lot harder and longer than you have been used to in the past. All of the parents here at Cordova believe it to be the only way to spank! I know that you are feeling quite sorry for yourself right now, Thomas. But none of those tears are going to save you from what you deserve."

Janet spoke a bit more comforting as she replied, "I'm sorry that it has to be this way, Thomas. The Durdens are big advocates of my regression theories, which means to you that you will be treated much younger than your age. Many times exactly like a baby!"

At this Thomas narrowed his eyes in anger but said nothing.

"I want you to remove that expression from your face, this instant young man. You have nobody to blame but yourself for being in this situation. When the Durdens do decide to treat you like the baby that you have been acting like lately, I want you to think about it as the punishment that you deserve and nothing else. I'm sure that you plan on being a much better boy when you leave here, don't you Thomas?"

Thomas could only contritely nod his head. At least he had gotten his crying under control.

"Thats a very good boy Thomas. I'm sure that you are going to try and do your best while your here. I want you to give the Durdens your full respect and cooperation. If I find out that your not doing exactly that, you will quickly find yourself back in this office and then you will have me to deal with. Believe me, Thomas, you won't want that to happen any time soon. I believe that will be all for now Thomas. We still have about 10 minutes or so before the Durdens are scheduled to pick you up. Saying this she got up came right over to Thomas and put her hand on his shoulder firmly. Now I want you to march that little bottom of yours right over to that corner and put your nose right in it ! What are you waiting for! Get in that corner right now!"

She turned him in the direction of the corner and gave him three fast moderate spanks to his pants covered bottom. Thomas practically ran there.

"Put your nose all the way in the corner until it is touching the wall. Now place those naughty hands on your head. I want you to stand there still like that until the Durdens get here. If I see you moving around or looking out of that corner, then you will be over my knees with your pants down."

Thomas couldn't even think about the next 30 days, what they would be like. He was just hoping to get through today first.

— B —

The Durdens arrived right on time to pick up Thomas. Janet greeted them both while Thomas stole a peek over his shoulder. He still stood quietly in the corner. His anxiety was starting to grow again. The Durdens had been through this so many times before. But it wasn't any less exciting than the first time. For either of them.

"Thomas you may come out of the corner now and meet your new mommy and daddy."

That was the way that the Durdens preferred to be addressed by the boys and Janet knew this. Each of the Durdens gave Thomas a very warm hug. This surprised Thomas after the way that Janet had treated him. He needed those hugs right now. Perhaps this place wasn't going to be so bad after all, he thought. Still he hadn't forgotten what Janet had just told him. Mr. Durden was the first to speak.

"Thomas, your things have already been brought over to the cottage. Are you ready to begin your stay?"

"Err, yes, Mr. Durden."

"Thomas, I will insist on having you call me daddy. Mrs. Durden you are to call mommy at all times during your stay with us."

"Yes daddy", Thomas replied.

"Thats much better, Tommy. It's very important to us that you address us in that fashion. I don't want to have to warn you about this again. Now give Mrs. Matlock a big hug like a good boy and then let's be on are way."

He hugged Janet tightly as she gave him some last parting words of wisdom.

"Don't you forget what I told you about behaving yourself, young man."

It was just a short walk down a narrow dirt path to where the cottages were. There were six of them all neatly placed in a perfect row, very close to one another. A single much larger building was directly across from them. Nothing else was even in sight. Just rolling hills covered with evergreen trees. It was all so isolated. This made Thomas feel very strange inside. Mrs. Durden or mommy held Thomas hand very tightly as they made their way toward the cottage. For what purpose she held onto his hand, Thomas did not know. There were no cars, no danger, yet she still insisted on holding his hand. Thomas was quickly starting to feel much younger than his 11 years. Yet Thomas felt that he shouldn't protest about it at this point. Finally they arrived at their cottage. It didn't look very large from ground level. Of course there was the basement!

"Thomas, the first thing I want you to do is to take a good long nap. Mommy will show you to your room. After that were going to be having a little family discussion about your past behavior and what we will be expecting from you during your stay."

It was still only early evening yet. 'A NAP!', Thomas thought. But he was very tired from his ordeal so far. Anyway, right now he didn't think that it would be very wise to argue about it with his new daddy.

"Thomas, come over here and give your daddy a hug and kiss, and then it is off to bed with you."

'A kiss,' Thomas thought to himself. 'Is he serious?'

But Thomas quickly did as bid. When Thomas arrived at his room, he was more than dismayed when he saw that it looked like more a room for a toddler than a young boy. Perhaps they took me to the wrong room or something. But still he said nothing, he was just to exhausted. Mommy helped him get his shoes off. He didn't bother to get out of his clothes. After getting a kiss from mommy and being tucked in just like at home, he quickly drifted off to sleep.

When he awoke many hours later, it was dark in his room. Then a very strange thing happened. When he tried to get out of his bed, he discovered much to his chagrin that he could hardly even move.

"Mrs. Durden! I mean mommy. Mommy, help me! I can't move!," he cried.

In a matter of just a few seconds, he heard footsteps coming down the hall and then suddenly his room was flooded with light.

"I'm sorry, honey, I guess I should have told you. I was worried that you might roll out of bed and hurt yourself, so after you fell asleep I came back to your room and used some large blanket pins to pin the covers to the mattress and keep you safe and sound."

"But I'm not a baby you know!" Thomas suddenly snapped at her.

"You will not use that tone of voice with me, young man."

She quickly walked up to the bed and gave Thomas a searing slap right across the face. It stung sharply. Thomas could not of done anything about it, pinned by the covers as he was. Thomas could feel the tears start to roll down his cheeks.

"That kind of back-talk will not only earn you a sound bare bottom spanking, but you will also get your fresh mouth thoroughly washed out with soap! Now that I've got your attention, we have a little family discussion to attend to out in the living room."

She began to undo the large blanket pins, since Thomas couldn't have done it. With the stinging sensation still fresh on his face, Thomas was led out to the living room by his hand. Daddy was already waiting in his armchair when they got there. Mommy took a seat on the other side of the room, while Tommy stood in the center of the room. Daddy spoke.

"Tommy I'm not going to waste a lot of time explaining the reason while your here right now. I think we all know that. First of all I want to let you know that your going to be getting plenty of love and attention while your here with us. We both care about you a great deal, Tommy. We are concerned enough to want to help you solve some of your problems that you've been having lately. But after what you've done I think that you would agree that you deserve to be punished quite severely. I'm afraid that the punishment is going to have to be a most exemplary one. One that you will remember long after you've left us."

Tommy began to nervously shuffle from foot to foot just like he did in Janet's office.

"First before we get to your punishment for the vandalism, we want to show you a little place where you'll be taken when you've done something really naughty. Let's go young man!"

He put his hand on Tommy's shoulder and guided him down the hall. They came to a closed door on the other side of the house.

"Open the door, Tommy."

He did so,hesitantly. Beyond the door was a long staircase that led down to what appeared to be another door. But it was hard to tell, because you could only see the knob sticking out. They preceded down the stairs slowly, Thomas leading the way. Thats where Tommy saw to his horror that it was another door with a large sign on it. It read in big letters "TOMMY'S SPANKING ROOM."

"We keep this door locked at all times, Tommy. Unless of course, will need to use it. I don't want to see you near this door.We aren't going to show you what's inside of this room right now. When the need arrives you'll find out soon enough. We've hadn't had a boy stay with us yet who hasn't needed to take a trip to it at least once. But remember that every cottage here at Cordova has one of these specially built punishment rooms in it. So you shouldn't feel alone in that regard, Thomas."

"Ooh, what's inside of the room?"

Tommy's curiosity was getting the better of him he just had to know.

"Tommy, I just told you that were not going to show you this room right now. Are you listening to me? Now back upstairs with you. We have some matters to attend to."

They resumed their places back up in the living room. Tommy was again standing alone in the center while his parents were seated.

Daddy spoke,"Tommy, what I'm going to tell you is very important so I want your undivided attention. OK?"

"Yes, daddy."

"That's a good boy. When your here with us, your going to be on a very structured routine. Which more or less means that your going to be doing the same kinds of things each day. It will be very new to you at first, but you will get used to it very quickly. And of course mommy and daddy will be here to help you every step of the way. OK."

Tommy nodded.

"A large part of your day will be spent over at the large building you saw across the street. From 10:00 to 3:00 you will be there with Mrs. Matlock under her direction. It will sort of be like going to school and you will be there with the other boys. But that won't start for three more days."

Although Tommy didn't realize it, the reason why there was a three day delay, was to put it bluntly, in the more severe cases some of the parents used them for punishment purposes.

"Will you and mommy be with me at school?"

"No Tommy, not unless Janet asks us to be there. After school is over, and provided you've been a good boy there, and don't worry Janet will let us know about that, between 3-5 will be your play time. You can either play quietly at the cottage or you can choose to play with some of the other boys if they're allowed to. Just remember though if your over with the other parents, then you will be subjected to their own rules and punishments, no matter how harsh they may be. And, Tommy, all of the other parents' methods are harsher than ours. Let that be a warning to you to behave when your over at someone else's cottage. About 6-7 is supper time. There will also be some evening chores to attend to, that you find out about later on. 8 O'clock sharp will be Bath-Time, young man!"

"Every day?," Tommy asked. "Yes, Tommy, every day. And I hope your not planning on giving us any trouble about it either."

He glared at Thomas.

"9 is bed-time every day, no exceptions. I know that was all quite a bit for you to remember, Tommy. But we will be going over it with you from time to time until it becomes a habit."

'WHEW!' Thomas thought to himself. 'And I thought I was REALLY-- in for it.'

"Now we come to the hard and unpleasant part of your stay. Those consequences that you have been hearing so much about."

'UH, OH,' thought Thomas.

"We wouldn't be doing our duty as surrogate parents at all, if we were just to let you drop two months off of your original sentence, would we Tommy?"

"No, sir."

"How do you think that mommy and I are going to make up for those missing two months ? I think you know Tommy, don't you."

"I'm going to get a spanking," Tommy answered shyly.

"Spanking--s," Mr. Durden corrected him. Tommy started to show signs that he was about to cry again. "Now I want you to remain as calm as you can while I go over how you are to be punished, Tommy. Every morning for at least the first two weeks while you here your going to be receiving a good sound spanking on your bare bottom, young man! No matter how good a boy you've been, even if its a perfect angel your still getting that spanking. You can't change that. You'll simply be getting what you deserve for your past actions and that's fair, Tommy!"

Tommy started to weep at this softly.

"Also, I might as well tell you this straight out. These spankings are going to have to be much longer and harder than what I've heard you got back home. There going to be quite painful for you and your bottom is going to be very sore for the better part of the day so that you will remember them! If you decide to behave yourself for the rest of the day then that will be the only spanking that you have to get for the day. But if you mess up in any fashion then you will be getting a bed time spanking as well! Try not to worry to much about those, because your probably going to have to go through a few of those as well as you get used to what kind of behavior we will be expecting from you."

The inevitableness of his situation was slowly sinking into him now.

"Now these morning or wake-up spankings as we call them, are nothing to get too upset over. Both your mommy and I are going to do the best that we can to help you get through them. These spankings will help you get through the rest of the day as they will be reminding you to be a good boy every time you sit down. One thing that will be very important for you to remember. Neither one of us is going to tolerate any resistance from you during the spanking session. This includes refusing to do anything that we will ask of you. If this happens you will immediately get your naughty bare bottom taken down those stairs and right into your spanking room for a very serious session. Is that understood, Tommy?"

"Yes sir," he answered quickly.

"After the two weeks of morning spankings are completed, we will see if their has been any significant improvement in both your attitude and behavior. If there hasn't been any then we will continue with the wake up spanking right up to the time you leave here if that is necessary. Then we'll recommend that your real mommy continue to use them back home! Now to get you used to the routine we are going to have a trial run through spanking session right now, young man!"

"Please, can't we at least wait till tomorrow," Tommy pleaded.

"I'm afraid not, Tommy. Tomorrow morning you are going to be groggy and tired. Besides we always start all naughty boys out with a good spanking on the first day so they know what they can expect !"

— C —

"Mommy is now going to take you back to your bedroom so we can get you into your pyjamas. Once we get finished here you are going straight to bed early. By then you will have had an event filled day."

Mommy came over to grab his small hand and lead him to the bedroom. When they returned daddy spoke in a serious tone.

"Are you ready to learn a good lesson, Tommy?"

"I… I…I… g…g…guess so, daddy."

"Good, then the first thing that I want you to do, is to get one of the wooden chairs from the kitchen and bring it back here to the living room."

Tommy did as asked. Although it was difficult for him to carry such a large chair.

"Very good Tommy. For now place the chair in the middle of the room and have a seat in it. Usually when you see this chair, it will be against that wall over where mommy is. This is a very special chair, Tommy. Its going to be YOUR spanking chair.Thats the way that we will refer to it from now on. I also want to hear you call it that too, OK ?"

"Yes,daddy," Thomas answered feeling more ashamed by the second.

"Now what do we call it?"

"M…M…My spanking chair."

"Good boy, Tommy. The first thing that we want you to do tomorrow morning to prepare for your first official spanking will be to pull this chair from the wall and put it right here. In time we will be expecting you to do many of these things on your own without being asked. But because you will be nervous about your upcoming punishment, and with good reason, it will probably take quite a few spankings before you get used to the full routine. Each morning, to be consistent for you, your mommy and I will be seated in the exact same seats where you see us now. Also Tommy, the spanking that your going to get right now is only a taste of what you'll be getting in the mornings that follow. This is only a practice spanking. I want you to remember that when were through. Right now my main concern is that you follow are directions so you will know what's expected out of you. After you have the chair out you will come directly over to me so I can get you ready for your spanking. Tommy,come over to me right NOW, YOUNG MAN!"

Tommy was really starting to get scared now, but he did as asked, although very slowly. Oh, he had been given spankings before, but he had a sneaky suspicion that those would all pale in comparison with what he was about to receive. There was something about Mr. Durden's demeanor which troubled him. As though he appeared very excited about the whole thing.

"Now Tommy, to show that you really are willing to learn from your correction and that you are truly sorry, we are going to insist that you ask for your own punishment. As we go along we are going to want to here many things from you, but right now we are going to keep it simple for you. I want you to say, 'daddy, I'm ready for my spanking. Please take off my pyjamas so I can learn a good lesson.' Say it for me right now, Tommy."

Tommy couldn't believe that he was going to be made to perform this shaming task. Wasn't being given a childish bare bottom spanking bad enough, without having to ask for his own punishment. He thought about protesting this turn of events, but this guy was weird, he wasn't sure how he might react, so he choose to go along with it, as humiliating as it was. Even though Thomas was starting to get very upset he did say it correct the first time.

Mommy said, "That's a very good boy, Tommy. Tommy for extra practice I want you to keep repeating that phrase over and over while I get you undressed for your punishment. Don't stop until I tell you to."

Mr. Durden reached for the top button on Tommy's pyjama shirt while Thomas began to recite the phrase. He took plenty of time about performing this task so that Tommy would get plenty of practice. After Mr. Durden had gotten the top off he unsnapped Tommy's pyjama bottoms and began to pull those down. Tommy for the first time began to cry some. Only his real parents had ever seen him bare before and now that he was a big boy of 11 that was on rare occasions. Mommy tried her best to encourage him, with his confessional.

"You're doing fine, honey. Keep going, thats a good boy!"

Tommy would say a few words, pause to cry for a second, then say a few more words before he would break down again.

"Ok, you can stop know."

Tommy stood with his pyjama bottoms tangled around his ankles.

"Now Tommy lift up your feet one at a time, so we can get these bottoms completely off of you. And Tommy, please try to get your crying under control."

It was difficult for Tommy to comply. He felt so exposed standing there in just his underpants. And what was the point in having his pyjama bottoms completely removed? Normally it was no big deal for him to be seen in just his underpants But in the context of a punishment situation it made a big difference.

"The next step Tommy, is to get your spanking apron."

"Apron?", Tommy inquired.

"Yes, Tommy, it is a large apron, the kind that mommies use when they wash dishes. It's purpose is to protect our clothing in case you have an accident during the spanking. You see Tommy a few of the first boys that we had here with us couldn't control themselves. Our warnings didn't even do any good. Of course they were still punished severely for it as you will be if it happens to you. That kind of defiance would call for a little trip down to your spanking room. Anyway your mommy and I like to take measures to at least protect our clothing.Tommy, you will find the spanking apron under the sink on the cabinet door knob.Bring it to mommy now. She will be the one to start your stay off with a good sound spanking!"

Tommy's face turned a deep shade of red, the idea of the apron took any thoughts of adolecense away from home more than anything else they had said or done to this point!It was almost as bad as having to wear a bib like an infant. Tommy sadly went to get the apron. It was one of those old fashioned kind. The ones that mommies wore during the 30's and 40's made out of rubber. Sometimes they used them to give out enemas or spankings to naughty children. Sometimes for both purposes. When Tommy returned to the living room mommy held out her hand to see if Tommy would comply.

"Give me the spanking apron like a good boy, Tommy."

Tommy handed it over. Mrs. Durden stood with a very stern expression and noisily put it on. Then she took her time about smoothing out all of the wrinkles prolonging Tommy's shame. She tussled Tommy's hair gently.

"You're doing very good so far honey, but the hardest parts for you are coming up next. Try to be brave."

The words helped some, but he was feeling very unsettled. But the Durden's tactics were already starting to take a toll on him. Rather then feeling like a rebellious big boy who should try to fight for his life, he was slowly being reduced to a five year old who was dependent upon his mommy and daddy and needed direction and best do what they tell him! Mommy's gentleness quickly turned to business. She quickly grabbed Tommy by the ear and frog-marched him over to the spanking chair. Mrs. Durden was a master at knowing when to be gentle or to be stern. It was all in the timing."

Right over to the chair! young man."

She took a seat in the chair with Tommy standing knee-to-knee directly in front of her.Tommy rubbed away at his ear as mommy addressed him.

"Now Tommy as you know most spankings in this house will be bare bottom affairs. So what does that mean that we have to do right now?"

Tommy hesitated for a few seconds before answering.

"I… I… have to p…p…ull down my underpants, I guess."

"No, Tommy, not quite. For some spankings we might direct you to take down your own pants. But for most of the spankings and all of the morning spankings I will be doing the honors."

The obvious implication being Tommy wasn't old or mature to do it himself.

"Now I want you to do one little thing for mommy before I pull down these undies. I want you to clasp your little hands behind your back. I don't want you to get tempted to interfere with the final stage of your undressing. Did you hear what I just told you?, HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK!, THOMAS."

Taken aback by her abruptness, Tommy did as asked, fast!

"In time we will be expecting you to remember to do this yourself. If a reasonable amount of time has passed and your not doing it on your own then you will get an extra spanking for that to help you remember. Now you just stand there perfectly still, those little underpants are coming down right this very second!"

Feeling helpless, ashamed, and scared half to death, mommy began the slow decent of Tommy's briefs. Tugging them just past his small genitals to about mid-thigh, she paused for a few seconds and added dryly:

"You will soon learn, Tommy, that there is a great deal more to cope with then just the physical pain of a spanking. That your exposure and your shame that you are feeling right at this very moment is just as important to your overall punishment."

She continued with the slow decent until they rested to just below his knees but above his ankles

"Now Tommy, let's have one final hug from you to show me that there is no hard feelings."

She embraced him warmly. Almost completely undressed as he was, it was a strange mix of feelings that Tommy felt right now. Not too much unlike the feelings that a condemned man has when he is offered his favorite meal right before the execution. Tommy was lifted up like a small toddler and put across his mommy's lap in the time honored traditional position. She made quite sure that he was all the way over her legs so that no part of his body could possibly reach the floor.With Tommy being short for his age, she had no problem accomplishing this feat. Suspended practically in mid-air as he was, Tommy felt completely helpless and at her mercy. Every little movement by either of them caused a noisy rustling sound from the rubberized apron. It just seemed to bring home the juvenile position he was in. As she patted his bottom gently, mommy began to lecture him

"Now there is one thing, Tommy, that I absolutely will not stand for. That is to see those naughty hands of yours back here," (when she said the word "here", she gave Tommy's bottom a moderate force spank), "trying to protect this bare bottom. If I do see those hands back HERE," (another spank!)," we will start the spanking right over from the beginning. My best advice to you is to grip the bottom of the chair frame and don't let go! But I will leave that decision up to you. Now I think its high time we showed you how we handle naughty boys here at Cordova! This is just a trial run through spanking. But don't you worry your still going to get this little bottom heated up but good!"

With that she began the spanking with crisp steady smacks. The first few spanks nearly took poor Thomas's breath away. Tommy didn't remember spankings hurting this much. It had been a long time coming. Even so, Tommy was still thinking about her use of the word spanking…s as in its plural form. Would he be getting more than one spanking each morning? Is that what she meant? But it was only a fleeting thought as the spanking rapidly garnered his attention. Mr. Durden just sat back comfortably and watched the spanking from afar. He was spellbound. He wished with all of his heart that he could trade places with his wife right now. 'Trial run through my foot!' he thought to himself. 'I'd see to it that the little bottom would still be sore for tomorrow morning's spanking,' he fantasized. But this was only day one. There would still be practically eons of time left. He would have plenty of opportunities. After all he rationalized Tommy had been a very bad boy indeed! He wished that at least he was sitting down right next to Tommy, as his wife administered punishment to that reddening bare bottom. Then perhaps she would ask him to hold Tommy's little hands for her. Or pat his back or head to comfort and console him while his wife blistered that little bottom, hypocritically, knowing full well that he wished it would never end. But alas, this was only to be a practice run-through spanking so his services were not needed.

Indeed the two of them normally were both active participates in the spanking. Most spankings were severe enough that this was required. But as the spanking went along, he started to watch with even a greater interest. He had good reasons to. He wanted to know what Thomas's reactions to the spanking would be. What did his body movements show in terms of his resistance level or his sincerity? What were his verbal reactions? There were some that seemed common to all naughty boys. But then there were some of those reactions some of them less noticeable, but only to the well trained eye, that showed the individuality of each child. That's what made those first few spankings so important to the Durdens. To a large extent it was the boy himself that mattered. It was his reactions that would determine how the Durdens reacted. How they choose to conduct the sessions. To some extent the methods and rituals they would use. There was some flexibility there. That's what kept the excitement at a high level. Each new boy made it a fresh and exhilarating experience every time a new program started. For the most part Tommy was fairly typical with his reactions to the spanking for an 11 year old naughty boy. Though because it was only a light spanking, to some extent the jury was still out. A better indication would be presented in tomorrow morning's first official spanking session.

— D —

Tommy made the usual rash promises of good behavior that all naughty boys seem to make when their bottoms start to heat up. Oh, he would be the best little boy in the whole world if only those relentless punishing smacks would stop. Mrs. Durden for her part had heard all of this many times before. Tommy's body reactions weren't anything out of the ordinary either. There was the usual bottom clenching/unclenching,the bottom twist, and turn, moving from side to side, hands slapping at the bottom of the chair head bobbing and turning, and feet kicking up slightly. For the most part Mrs. Durden let all of this go without comment. Once in a small while she would have to tell Thomas not to kick his feet too much or to keep that naughty bottom still. But it was the kind of body reactions that she preferred and expected to see as the spanking progressed. So long as the body movements were not excessive so as to cause her to miss her target,then she would let them go. Mr. Durden as we will see later in the story was in contrast to this philosophy. In terms of the spanked boy's verbal reactions to the punishment Mrs. Durden didn't mind a little soft crying or some protests and pleading, but she drew the line when it came to loud yelling or screaming or very rebellious comments. During this first trial spanking session Tommy fell well within allowable limits for verbal reactions.

As far as Mrs. Durden's hand spanking style she preferred most of the time a steady rate of spanks. The tempo at which she gave them, ranged anywhere from a spank a second to about a spank every two seconds. The trend was for the tempo to increase as the spanking went along. For longer type spankings she would sometimes throw in some pauses now and then for scolding and lecturing. But for shorter type spankings such as what poor Tommy was going through right now it was pretty much non-stop. There still was scolding from time to time. It was just that she knew that the naughty boy was paying more attention to the developing bon-fire in his bottom.

The force of her spanks would be best characterized as anywhere from moderate all the way up to severe for harder spankings.As far as any kind of pattern as to how the spanks fell and where, you really couldn't pin her down to any single method. It would best be described as random more or less. However, for harsher spankings, she did have this nasty little habit of spanking one specific area of the bottom several times in a row at a more rapid pace. This was often very helpfull in getting her point across to the naughty boy! As far as where she liked to spank, they could fall anywhere on the bottom at any time. She also on rarer occasions would not spare the upper part of the back of the legs. On a few occasions she even spanked the inside upper part of the thighs by spreading the bad boy's legs apart, if she felt the seriousness of the situation called for those kind of measures.

Finally, she never liked to stay with one spanking system for too long, and was always open to ideas or suggestions from the other surrogate parents. It was also rare for her to keep an accurate count of how many spanks she had given, Though she did give "timed" spankings. An alarm clock would be brought into play, and the spanking would go on and on until that buzzer sounded.

When she reached around 40 spanks or so Tommy's bottom was a light shade of red that covered most of the bottom. He was well into the crying stage already. It was at this stage that she slowed her steady cadence of spanks some and glanced up at Mr. Durden. Mr.Durden didn't even notice her looking at him, as transfixed as he was watching the spanking. Mrs. Durden had to pause altogether before he glanced up at her. She was silently asking him do you think he's had enough yet? When she slowly resumed the spanking again, Mr. Durden silently, slowly nodded his head as if to say, yes, go ahead and continue the spanking. Mrs. Durden immediately picked up the pace of the spanking back to her regular tempo. Being together for this long they knew each other very well indeed! During this interlude Tommy had gotten his hopes up high that the spanking would soon be over. I mean afterall she did say trial spanking. Hadn't he been spanked enough yet? Those hopes were soon dashed when mommy once again resumed the more steady pace.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!,

"Please stop!"

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

"I'll be GOOOOOOD!"

Mrs. Durden sensed that this was enough for his very first spanking. She stopped, it was over. Though no one was keeping count he probably received about 55-60 good spanks. Normally it would have been a much more prolonged session, complete with more lecturing, scolding and pauses. But of course it was only a preview of things to come. What was going through young Tommy's mind? Well first and foremost was the state of his little bottom. After that it was like 'WOW!, this was only a preview! Boy am I in for it tomorrow morning!' he thought, as he laid crying over mommy's knee. Mrs.Durden spoke gently as she patted Tommy's bottom.

"Well Tommy, this little bare bottom is quite red and sore now isn't it? But regrettably not nearly as red and painful as it will be after tomorrow morning. Now young man, I might as well let you know that tomorrow morning once your hard hand spanking is over that will not be the end of your punishment for the session. There will be an additional supplement, but I think will let you find out about that tomorrow morning!"

When Tommy heard this bad news his crying picked up noticeably.

"Tommy I want you to hush up all that crying right now, so you can listen to what I'm saying. If you cannot, then we still can continue with this spanking, right now! You are here to be punished, don't forget that."

That did the trick. Tommy was able to calm down a bit after hearing that threat.

"Mommy, Mommy, I'm going to be a good boy, a very good boy!" Tommy suddenly pleaded out.

Mrs Durden affectionately rubbed Tommy's stinging bottom as she spoke, "Believe me, Tommy, both your daddy and I are very pleased to hear you say that. But what's done in the past is done. You have been a very bad boy for what you've already done, and now you have to pay a price for that misbehavior. And I'm afraid the price is going to be quite severe compared to the leniency that you have been used to. That price for you is 14 mornings in a row starting your day off with a good hard bare bottom spanking. However when you find out later what some of the other boys are having to go through with their mommies and daddys, I think you will agree that you are being treated fairly. Unfortunately, whether your the best little boy in the whole world or not isn't going to change or diminish what you have coming to you. You need to learn a lesson. You can however add to those lessons by misbehaving and being a naughty boy. Here at Cordova any misbehavior will result in serious consequences. So in that respect it does matter if you behave yourself like a good boy and do what your told. Now the sooner that you can accept all of this the easier it will be for you to take what's coming to you. And Tommy you do deserve it don't you?"

Tommy answered quickly, "Yes, mommy."

"Now Tommy as I was telling you, your due to take more than just a simple hand spanking in the morning, but I think we will keep you in a little suspense as to exactly what we plan after that. You have quite a bit to remember and to think about that we have gone over with you today. It will take some time, but eventually you will get used to the entire spanking routine in a few more days. Now seeing as tomorrow is your first official spanking session, Tommy, you have quite a morning ahead of you. Your going to be put to bed early, young man. Naughty boys don't get to stay up late in this household. So lets stand you up so mommy can help you get back into your undies."

Feeling quite embarrassed and exposed standing before his stern mommy, he let her pull them back into place.

"All done, Tommy," she gave him a warm hug.

'Well,' Tommy thought to himself, he sure hated those spankings but it was so nice to get all of these hugs and get this attention. In a strange sort of way he was already feeling cared about. He wasn't treated this way at his real home.

"Now mommy will help you get ready for bed. First a nice warm bath will put you in the mood. Let's go young-man its bath -time!"

She led him by the hand to the bathroom. Once they arrived their Tommy figured on her leaving to allow him to take his bath. WRONG!

"Ah, mommy, I'm big enough to take my own bath at home," Tommy spoke shyly.

"Don't be silly, Tommy. I bet nobody has even shown you the proper way to bathe back at your home. Now stop your fussing and step right over here so we can get you right out of those undies. I will be supervising all of your baths while your here with us. And I don't think with your little bottom still hot and sore that you want to give me any trouble about it."

At least when he was undressed for the bath he didn't have to put his hands behind his back like he did for the spanking. But it was still pretty embarrassing at his age to treated like this. He didn't think he would ever get used to being naked before her whether it was a bath or a spanking. Once the bath was over and his mommy toweled him dry, he was led back to his bedroom naked. She didn't even bother to bring his pyjamas to the bathroom to dress him there, nor did she allow him to wrap a towel around him on the way back to the room. Luckily Mr. Durden didn't see him like this, but he knew sooner or later he probably would.

Mommy practically did everything for poor Tommy in terms of getting him ready for bed. Tommy on one hand didn't seem to mind that but on the other he was feeling much younger all of the time. Which is exactly what Mrs. Durden intended. Now came the part that Tommy hated the most, the Blanket pins.

"Tommy, I would suggest that you lay on your stomach for the night, I'm sure that your bottom is still a little bit sore from your spanking."

As the pins were being put into place he couldn't have felt more than four years old.

"Mommy, what if in the middle of the night I have to use the bathroom? What should I do?"

"Tommy, that won't happen if you do what good little boys are supposed to do. It is your responsibility that you don't drink too much right before you go to bed. And also that you use the bathroom and do what you need to do before you go to sleep. So if you do have an accident there will be no excuses for you. If on any night, you happen to wet that bed because you were to lazy to use the bathroom before you went to sleep then you will be in a lot of trouble with us and that will be considered a very serious offense. That being the case, Tommy, what do you think will happen to you?"

Blushing, Tommy spoke, "I'll be taken to the spanking room."

"Not THE spanking room, but YOUR spanking room," she emphasizes. "Taken there completely naked and punished most severely. And one more thing, Tommy. If you ever do happen to wet that bed and make a mess of everything, I expect you to tell us about it right away. If you do not or try to hide it, your punishment will be much, much worse for you. By now she had all of the blanket pins in place. Now let's have a hug and a kiss from you and then its off to sleep with you."

"Mommy?"

"Yes, honey, what is it?"

"I'm real scared about tomorrow", he said truthfully.

"It will be alright I promise you. I'm sure that you will do just fine tomorrow morning. But no matter what happens tomorrow I want you to know that both your daddy and I love you very much. Now pleasant dreams."

Even though Thomas was very worried and concerned about what was to take place tomorrow morning he was feeling more loved and cared about since he could remember last. He was feeling more confident that he would survive tomorrow. But his bottom still was a little sore from the previous spanking and it was difficult to try and bare the idea that he had an even harder one coming to him so soon in the morning. But being very tired from the day's events it wasn't very long before he drifted off into La-La land, a scared but contented little boy.

Both of the Durdens found it very difficult to find sleep that night. This wasn't unusual considering both of their high states of excitement and anticipation of Tommy's upcoming first official spanking session. Even considering the fact that the Durdens had been through this so many times before, it still never got any less exciting. Each boy and situation was still always different. But it was always special that very first night before the big event.

When morning did arrive Mrs. Durden took her time. 'Why rush it?' she thought. When she felt the time was right she set off determined to have things go smoothly. She knew that she had to handle the situation just right, being this was Tommy's first real session. When she arrived in Tommy's room to find him still sleeping, he didn't even stir as she began to remove the large blanket pins. She had to shake his shoulder gently to awaken him. For an instant it was like any other morning for Tommy but then it slowly came back to him where he was and the reality of the situation became apparent. It seemed to him that his bottom had just gotten over the soRenéess from his last spanking.

"Out of that bed, young man."

Mommy said loudly when her impatience with Tommy's lack of movement got the best of her.

"OK,OK, I'm getting out but I'm real scared, mommy."

"It's going to be alright Tommy. All naughty boys who stay with us feel just like you do right now, especially before their first real spanking session. But we mustn't keep daddy waiting for us, he's already out in the living room. Take my hand honey, its time to go. I know that you are going to do fine."

Mommy slowly led him out to the living room to his deserved punishment.

"Now try to do your best to remember what we went over yesterday, Tommy. Remember most of all that we are going to do our best to help you through all of this. If you cooperate with us then things will be ok."

When they arrived, Daddy was sitting in his usual place looking like this is all business. He didn't utter a sound, not even a "good morning". Mommy left Tommy directly facing the spanking chair, but several feet away. Tommy was feeling many conflicting emotions at this point. On one hand he wanted to please his new mommy and daddy by doing what was expected of him. He knew what to do, yet he was so fearful about what was going to happen. It also felt sort of weird that he was helping in contributing toward his own punishment. In the end, the latter reason won out. Basically, he just stood there, frozen with his own fear. He just couldn't bring himself to go get that chair. He was numb. The only thing that he felt was his lower lip trembling. Finally daddy spoke, "we are waiting for you to begin, son. You know what to do, so let's get started."

On legs that felt like jelly, Tommy went to get his spanking chair. Returning with it, it felt even heavier than it did last night. Tommy set it down right in the middle of the room. To Tommy, everything that was happening seemed like it was going in slow motion. To him, the whole thing was a bit like going to the dentist office. It was definitely going to be unpleasant. Also you only knew some of what was going to take place. That was the worst part of going. That fear of the unknown. Only this was even worse than going to the dentist. This was really going to hurt. Tommy knew the next step in the ritual, he was supposed to go over to daddy so he could be undressed for his spanking. Yet this seemed even harder to do than getting the chair.

All of this was certainly no surprise to the Durdens. The boys were always very apprehensive and acted this way for the first real spanking session. They were both trying their best to be patient with young Thomas. Finally, daddy gently patted his knee, "over here son, you know what your supposed to do."

Tommy slowly walked over to his new daddy but did not want to get to close. Daddy leaned forward to pull him a bit closer, gently around his waist.

"Come a little closer, Tommy, I want you right here in front of me."

They were about knee-to-knee now. Tommy looked down and to the side, he could not bear to look at his daddy's face.

"Well, I have quite a naughty boy here in front of me this morning, don't I? Tommy, when I'm talking to you I insist that you look at me."

Tommy slowly brought up his sad heavy yes to meet his daddy's. Mr. Durden could tell at a glance how scared Tommy really was.

"Now Tommy, I believe that you have something to tell me. Do you remember what it is?"

"I… I… I think so. D…daddy, I… I'm r…ready for my s…s…spanking." Tommy started to whimper a little.

"Go on Tommy you can do it", mommy tried to encourage him.

This was so difficult. Tommy took a deep breath to try and gather himself before continuing. "P…pplease t…t…take off all of m…my pyjamas, so I can learn t…t…to be a good boy."

"That was very good Tommy, you almost got it exactly right the first time. Now because you did so well, we are going to add just one more line to it for right now. Before you say the first part about being ready for your spanking I want you to say from now on, 'daddy, I've been a very naughty boy AND I'm ready for my spanking.' Now as I'm getting these pyjamas off to get you ready for your punishment I want you to practice saying the phrase just like you did for me yesterday, OK ?"

Tommy could only nod his head, he was just to upset and scared to answer. As daddy began on the pyjama top, Tommy began slowly to recite the slightly altered phrase. "Daddy, I…I…I've been a very naughty boy…"

— E —

As Tommy was slowly being undressed for his spanking, his fear was starting to grow to very large degrees. He knew that this was the real thing not just a rehersal and that this was going to be a very painfull morning for him. Soon his pyjama bottoms had decended all the way down to his ankles. He didn't wait to have to be asked to lift his little feet off the ground one foot at a time, so that they could be removed completely. He hated having to stand before the two of them wearing only his briefs. 'I mean I just met these people,' he thought to himself. He knew what he had to do now, he had to go get that childish apron again. Before he even had a chance to go do that task, daddy brisky grabbed his shoulder. Spun him around in the direction of the kitchen and couldn't resist delivering two sharp spanks to Tommy's small, tight underpants encased bottom.

SMACK! SMACK !

"Get that little naughty bottom of yours moving, young man!" he yelled. "You have a good one coming to you this morning and your not going to change it with your dawdling!"

As Tommy ruefully rubbed his cute little cheeks, he searched Mommy's eyes for some sympathy. He found none at this point. Mrs. Durden was too caught up in her own excitement and anticipation of the upcoming punishment. There was nothing to do except to simply go get the spanking apron. Teary eyed, he returned with it and approached his serious mommy to begin the next phase. Still he kept his distance standing a good four feet [1.20 m] away from her, nervously holding the apron behind his back as if he was trying to hide it. No words were spoken, she just simply extended her right hand forward for the apron. Tommy felt no older then a small baby as he relunctantly handed it over to her. When she stood up to put it on he couldn't even bear to look at her. It didn't matter, because you could hear those awful rustling noises from the apron as she took her time about doing it. Once she finally had the apron in place, she sat back down. Still Tommy apprehensively stood a good three feet [90 cm] from her. Still nothing was said as yet. All she did was very lovingly extend out both of her hands. Tommy put both of his small hands in hers sadly searching her eyes. She very carefully drew him toward her until he was standing as close as possible to her directly in front of her. She continued to hold on to both of his tiny hands as she lectured him… She could percieve that they were trembling slighty, which did not suprise her at this stage. But despite his growing fear, she felt that she had to be honest with him about what was going to take place.

"Both your daddy and I are very proud of you, Tommy. You are a very smart boy not to give us a whole lot of trouble and try to defy and resist us. By this stage with some of the other boys they would have already been taken down to the basement spanking room to learn a very severe lesson about what happens to naughty boys who have to learn to do as their told or who refuse to cooperate with their deserved punishment. And believe me Tommy once we got through with our little session down there they cooperated like little angels the next time. Your doing fine honey, but unfortunatly this morning's lesson is going to have to be quite a bit more severe then yesterday's rehersal. Its going to have to be a long and hard spanking for you to take this morning."

Tommy's little hands were now shaking.

"Do I have to have a spanking mommy?"

Mr. Durden who was spell-bound by the whole atmosphere, had to smile to himself at this question. It always amused him how an 11-year old's mind worked. As inevitable as the spanking appeared to be, there was almost always one final last ditch effort to avoid it, as if some fairy or supernatural force would intervene on Tommy's behalf or something.

"Yes honey, I'm afraid so, and a good sound one at that! Now its time to go over to the spanking chair and get started. Come on, Tommy I will walk you over to it."

She gently led him over to the chair.

"Honey, would you please get the alarm clock out of the kitchen for me."

Mr. Durden practically ran to the ktchen in his excitement to get it! He knew that he would be playing a much more active role in Tommy's punishment this morning.

In a few seconds they found themselves over at the spanking chair. This time mommy stood with Tommy standing directly in front of her. Mrs. Durden was much taller then his real mommy at home and seemed to tower right over him. Tommy held his head down staring at the carpet. He could not bear to look at her. Daddy stood directly beside his wife only being an inch or so taller. He was holding the old fashioned wind-up alarm clock.

"Tommy?" He countinued to look down. "Tommy?!" she said, much more emphatically this time. She gently cupped her hand up under his small chin and forced his head up until he was looking directly into her eyes, in the classic naughty boy lecturing pose. "When I am speaking to you I must insist that you look at me. Is that clear to you, young man!", she spoke sternly.

"Y…yes mommy", Tommy answered quickly.

"Good, now let me explain the use of this alarm clock to you. This alarm clock will actually be playing a few roles in your punishment. I will explain all of them to you as we go along. Now as I've already told you this morning, your morning spankings are going to have to be long and hard ones I'm afraid!"

She continued to hold his chin as she spoke. A tear or two for the first time started to roll down his soft cheek.

"Now to help us insure that you get the kind of hard spanking you deserve, we are going to set that alarm clock for five long minutes. Now I don't know how much you know about time, Tommy. But five minutes may not sound like much to you, but I can assure you that it is a long time when it comes to a sound spanking. And no matter what Tommy, you are not going to be getting up from across my lap until every one of those five minutes are up!"

She suddenly noticed that Tommy's hands were rubbing together out in front of him…

"It seems that you've forgotten something already, young MAN!," she raised her voice. "Where do those naughty hands of yours belong Tommy, when your standing in front of me being scolded before your spanking?"

Tommy quickly claped both of his hands behind his back as he had been taught.

"Tommy, that kind of forgetfullness will not be tolerated. It just cost you another extra minute added on to your spanking. You now have a six minute spanking coming to you, young man!"

His tears were now falling fast enough to fall softly into the palm of her hand.

"You will learn to obey both of us Tommy! Now I think its time for those naughty underpants to come down for your spanking. All the way down.", she added. As she grasped the waistband, Tommy started to audbly cry out-loud. And down they came, all the way past the knees to rest just above Tommys' ankles.

Nobody spoke for at least a full minute. This was done delibertly by Mrs. Durden so Tommy would have to just stand there exposed and vulnerable. It was also another tactic to gain that much more control over Tommy. But whatever the reason that she had, one thing was certain. Tommy was extremely embarrassed by his nudity and having to stand there with his hands behind his back on display like this was almost to much for hom to take. He did and would in the future look upon moments like this to be as bad as the actual spanking itself. 'Why couldn't she just get the darn spanking over with,' he thought to himself. He had to fight hard the urge to cover himself in front with his hands. But he knew that this was not allowed. Finally, the silence was broken by mommy.

"I know that you feel very ashamed Tommy, to have to stand before the both of us like this. But I want you to think of your shame as an important part of your punishment. And that you should associate that shame with the fact that you have been a very naughty little boy. Because that will be the only time that you will have to stand here before us like this. Bad boys are spanked bare bottom, its the only way. And when there bad enough they can even be spanked completly naked, so let that be a warning to you Tommy."

So for an additional five minutes or so young Tommy had to stand there for an scathing lecture on his past misbehavior, some of it he had already heard before. The main point to Mrs. Durden was Tommy's compliance and exposure not what she said. But when she suddenly let go of his chin and took a seat in the chair he knew that the time for scolding was over and the time for action was ready to begin. With a final "I think its time for you to learn a very harsh lesson,young man" All it took was for one loud noisy tap on her rubber apron covered lap and Tommy knew that it was time to crawl right across her knees for his spanking.

"All the way across here Tommy so those feet are right off the ground. Since this is your first real spanking, we are probably going to need daddy's assistance to help keep you still during your punishment."

Mr. Durden didn't need to be officially asked to come over, he was already anxiously standing right next to his wife holding the alarm clock. Still Mrs. Durden wasn't in a hurry to start the spanking as she getly patted and rubbed Tommy's bare cheeks.

"Tommy, I think once we are finished with your punishment for this morning, the last thing that is going to be on your mind is vandalizing other people's property or any other kind of misbehavior for that matter. Because this is probably going to be the hardest spanking of your young life!"

Now that the big moment was at hand, Tommy instinctivly tightened up his bottom to make an already small target that much more difficult to hit. He had to fight hard the urge to put his hands back to protect his bottom from the initial onslaught of hard spanks. He gripped the bottom of the chair as tight as he could as if his life depended on it. He knew that if he put his hands back there before the spanking even began that it would only infuriate both of the Durdens and cause his punishment to be even worse.

"Set that clock for six full minutes honey."

And not unlike the start of a race the spanking began hard and fast right from the start…

— F —

For about the first full two minutes not a word was spoken there was only the relentless sounds in the room of a bare hand striking bare flesh. There was the sound of that monotonous alarm clock steadily ticking away but never seeming to get any-where. There were no stoppages, no pauses. There was a steady accumulation of heat and sting in that bare bottom that built itself to higher and higher levels. It was much more painful for Tommy then even the night before. This WAS the start of the real spanking.

Tommy was kicking up his little feet even more than last night. A new concern now for him was not to kick and struggle too much, because he was worried that he would kick so hard that he would kick his underpants clear off. Since this was the only remaining clothing he had on then he would have to suffer through the additional embarrassment of having to take the rest of his spanking completely naked!

Finally after about two solid minutes Mrs. Durden spoke and as she did so she finally paused, but only to scold Tommy,

"Keep yourself still young man and take this spanking like your willing to benefit from the correction and have the attitude that you deserve it!"

She gently rubbed his bottom as she continued with her brief lecture. Though, Mrs. Durden could certainly be strict at times. She was as much a strict no nonsense disciplinarian as any of the surrogate mothers at Cordova, she also had a soft maternal side to her as well.

"Your taking your spanking very well so far Tommy. But you still have almost four long minutes to go, so keep it up."

Tommy's crying picked up in its intensity when he heard this pronouncement. He couldn't believe that it had been only two minutes so far. He was already starting to strongly regret the defiance now that had caused his spanking to have to be continued for a full extra minute. Mrs. Durden was a very skilled spanker indeed.

One of the main reasons why he was able to hold his bodily reactions in check or there was no loud yelling or screaming during the spanking was for a very simple and most effective reason. Whenever Tommy's reactions would start to get out of hand a bit, for example if he moved his hands back to his bottom to protect it from the onslaught, he would usually be usually scolded for it and then he would always notice that the next preceding 20 - 30 spanks or so were always noticeably harder and faster as a little reminder. And when you had to endure a six minute spanking as difficult as that was to take you certainly didn't want to have to get too many of those harder reminders. In this way Tommy was learning to take his spankings in a more contrite manner with the kind of normal reactions that is expected from a naughty boy his age who was truly sorry for his misbehavior, and not like some rebellious brat who was trying to manipulate himself out of his punishment.

Mrs. Durden had certainly given enough spankings to enough naughty boys to recognize when the proper attitude was instilled in a boy. It wasn't just his verbal reactions alone that would tell her this, though this certainly helped. This was not something that happened overnight, by any means. Proper behavior during a hand spanking, was one thing, but the difficulty for the boy increased a great deal when one used a paddle and especially the hairbrush. At least the kind of hairbrushes that were used at Cordova.

The reprieve for Tommy did not last long and the spanking picked up at its former intensity. Mommy did not want Tommy to be cheated out of his spanks. But at a spank every 1 or 2 seconds he would get his share even with a few short pauses. Mrs. Durden knew full well the value of those scolding pauses. It was much better to give a more prolonged spanking complete with pauses and bottom rubbing breaks then to give a harder shorter spanking… Though she did continue to scold Tommy during the spanking off and on, there was added value to the scolding during a few pauses that would better bring home the reasons for the punishment. Especially in the latter stages of a good sound spanking, as you spanked and lectured at the same time you couldn't really expect a naughty boy of this age to pay much attention to what you were trying to tell him about his misbehavior when all he was concerned about was his poor stinging red bottom! During the latter stages of the hand spanking when Tommy's bottom was really starting to become red and sore she skillfully switched her tactics from scolding to one of encouragement to try and bear the rest of his spanking that he had to take.

When it did seem that Tommy was starting to become truly sorry, he then saw the more maternal side of Mrs. Durden come out. Mr. Durden was disappointed actually that Tommy had taken his first hard spanking so well. He knew that it was common to have to be called for assistance to hold Tommy's small hands during the latter portions of a hard spanking. This was usually the case with most boys, especially during there first few spankings with the Durdens, but alas not with Tommy. IT was still always quite an emotional experience for him just being able to observe the whole experience that never seemed to grow old no matter how many times he had been through this. But to be an active participant in the spanking was what he strived for. But in this household at least it was his wife that ran the show when it came to matters of discipline. Besides, he thought to himself, there would be more severe sessions then this in Tommy's future. It was only the second day yet.

At the end of the spanking with a beet red bottom Tommy simply softly cried across his mommy's lap as she comforted him and allowed him to regain some of his 11 year-old composure. Up to this point every thing had gone so smoothly with Tommy's first real spanking session, but alas, it is not a perfect world.!

Tommy had completely forgotten about the unannounced portion of his punishment and was unprepared for what happened next…

Mrs. Durden recognized the value of not always telling the naughty boy all the details of his punishment in advance. There was some value to be gained in the child's suspense and fear. A good example of this was in there use of their special basement punishment room. Once a few minutes had elapsed and Tommy had regained some of his composure she felt the time was right for the final part of Tommy's punishment for the morning.

"Tommy, you have taken your punishment like such a good boy so far, I hope you haven't forgotten about the final part of it that we promised you?"

"Daddy go get the spanking paddle!", he said to Mr. Durden.

Immediately panic set into Tommy.

"NO, NO! WAIT WAIT" MY bottom hurt so much already, Ill be good !"

He started to struggle to get off of his mommy's lap. Mrs. Durden held him tightly,as she was a strong woman. But it was all too much for young Tommy because when he saw his daddy holding that mean looking paddle, he managed to break free from her grip and bolted for the door. At first it took Mrs. Durden by surprise as she didn't anticipate this turn of events. She sat stunned at first, not moving. But it didn't matter because Tommy's underpants tangled as they were around his ankles caused him to trip long before he was able to reach the door. Mr. Durden was easily able to catch and bring him back to the spanking chair.

"Tommy!, I'm very disappointed in you,young man! This kind of resistance is not going to be tolerated at least in this household!"

Tommy, suddenly cried out in earnest to save his poor bottom,"Mommy, I'm real, real sorry! please, please mommy, no more spanking!"

"Its too late for that, Tommy, you shouldn't have made such a fuss over that paddle. We had planned to go very easy on you because this was your first real spanking session and up to this point we have been pleased with your behavior with us. You were only going to receive a dozen or so over your underpants. Here look at the paddle that you made such a big deal over."

She hands Tommy the paddle (It was only one of those thin paint - stirrer type thin paddles).

"But now things have changed for you, haven't they Tommy ?"

Yes Ma'am", he answered sheepishly.

"Not only have you been foolish enough to increase your paddling to two dozen on the bare fanny right here and now! But you have also earned your first trip down to your spanking room for a night-time session. But before that happens, we need to get to your paddling, and you will do this every morning for at least the next two weeks. You are going to be doing some corner-time now so I can get a chance to calm down. Tommy why are you still standing there. I don't think that you want to defy me any more this morning."

But poor Tommy was in shock over the news of the spanking room.

"OVER TO THE CORNER", finally got him scurrying to the corner. "Put those naughty hands right on your head. Nose all the way in the corner, and bare bottom you will stand until I decide it is time for your paddling."

Tommy did as asked worrying about what lied ahead…

— G —
The paddling

Tommy, stood hands clasped to the top of his head, with a stinging hot bottom. He had just suffered through the hardest spanking of his young life. The bad news was it still wasn't over with yet.

Back at his real home he had been sent to the corner a few times before, but not since he was about 7 years old and never bare bottom! Little did he realize that his stern surrogate mommy had several different methods of making a naughty boy stand in a corner as punishment. This was simply a standard corner standing session to allow her to catch her breath before the next stage of Tommy's punishment. There would be a much more prolonged and formal corner- standing session planned out for Tommy following his paddling. Since this was not an official corner-standing the kitchen alarm clock was not used.

She decided that she would use a standing position for the paddling. First she thought that she would use the standing hands-on-the-wall position. But on this occasion she opted for a more exposing position. After what was only a few minutes since the spanking had ended she called Tommy out from the corner and to the center of the room. Tommy shuffled over to her as fast as his down-pulled underpants would allow. He was actually somewhat relieved because his arms were starting to tire from holding them on top of his head. Mr. Durden had now shifted his position to a chair on the other side of the room so that he would have a view of Tommy's front side and would be able to view Tommy's facial reactions during his paddling. It was also a tactical move to further shame Tommy during his punishment. Mommy slapped the long slender paddle into her palm as she scolded Tommy. Tommy knew enough to hold his hands behind his back in the pre-punishment scolding position, so that he would be on full display.

"This is the beginning of a long day for you young man! We perhaps hadn't planned on it so early with you, but you are going to be introduced tonight to your spanking room down in the basement."

Just the thought of that special room sent shivers right down his spine!

Both of the Durdens were secretly pleased that Tommy this time had remembered to put his hands behind his back without having to be told this time. There tactics on gaining control over Tommy were already starting to pay dividends. Tommy was actually fortunate to have been matched up with the Durdens instead of some of the other surrogate parents at Cordova. In comparison with any of the other six sets of parents at Cordova and of course the home director's Mrs. Matlock's special little room, they made the least use out of their special room.

As we will see in later chapters some of the parents used it regularly and also they had some very creative and harsh, and unusual items in those rooms to assist them. It could have been worse for poor Tommy. This should not come as a big suprise to the reader if they keep in mind that this all took place in 1939, and children were certainly treated a lot differently back then. Especially, very disobedient ones.

Thin paddle or not, Tommy was still scared to death of it as he couldn't take his eyes off of it. His real mommy back home, had been lenient with him by late 1930's child rearing standards. Almost all of his previous spankings had been hand spankings, though his real mother did use corner standing quite frequently. Often times as a punishment of its own without a spanking. But just like here at the Durdens it was his mother who took care of this discipling chores, so he was used to that aspect of it.

Her next command caught Tommy by surprise.

"Tommy take off your underpants!"

As they were his only remaining clothong, he knew that this would leave him naked. Though he was obviously already exposed before them, there was still something extra humiliating about being completly naked before them like some four year old. And also the fact of handing over his last remnant of clothing, to lose his right to it, as personal as you could get when your talking about one's underware! So he still hedged on it.

"All the way off ?", he whined. "Please don't make me do that."

"Yes, Tommy completly OFF! I don't like to be in a habit of repeating myself."

Resigne to his fate, Tommy reached down and took them down and off.

"Now Tommy, pick them off of the floor and hand them to me."

This was so humiliating in itself having to hand over his own underpants, not knowing when he was going to be allowed to get them back. Actually on this occasion, the fact that he had to take this paddling in his birthday suit had more to do with the position that she wanted him in for the paddling then anything else.

"Tommy, I want you right here in the center of the room facing this way. I want you to spread those feet wider apart, wider!"

With the way she wanted his legs apart for the paddling, it simply would not have been possible to do so with his underpants tangled around his ankles. She wanted to be able to reach all areas of his little bottom, and she also had decided that he would have some thigh spanks coming to him on this occasion. These were also much easier to administer with the legs apart, one thigh at a time. But if a little more shame was thrown into the mix then so be it.

"If you take your paddling like a good boy, then I will allow you to get redressed, after you've finished your corner time that is."

Mrs. Durden was obviously a big believer in corner time and scarcly a spanking session went on without it. She had more varities and methods of using it as a punishment in itself then anyone else at Cordova.

"Now place your hands behind the back of your head, young man!"

With this command his position would only get that much more exposing. But actually there was an alterior motive for this as well. With the hands placed behind the back of his head this will make the bottom protrude out slighty more, making a much more inviting target for the paddle. It was also a good place to put them to keep them away from the target area. In his semi-standing spread eagle position, his front side was now totally exposed to his new daddy. He could only be thankfull that there was nobody else there to witness his humiliating punishment except the two of them.

The paddle was laid across his reddened tight butt, and then it began without warning.

WHACK!

This time it was a case of the bark being worse than its bite. Though the paddle made an impressive sound, the sting it produced was rather minimal. Of course it was falling across a well spanked bare bottom which certainly gave it a bit more impact. The strokes were given much more delibertly and slowly as the each one was significant. They started out right across the meatest part of Tommy's bottom. Although it wasn't easy Tommy was managing to keep his hands on his head. Alas if it was only to be that easy!

The first 16 or so were given in the identical manner right across the center of that hot bottom.

"Tommy, your doing fine so far, but these last eight are going to be given across the backs of your little legs, four on each leg. This is going to sting quite a bit but I expect you to take all of them and keep those hands of yours planted to the top of that head of yours."

Tommy had never been spanked on the thighs before, but he did have an idea that it was going to hurt quite a bit more than the bottom.

WHACK!

IT DID! OHHHHHH!

Tommy's hands immediatly went down to comfort his left leg. It stung a lot worse.

"Tommy hands right back on that head! That stroke does not count, don't let me have to warn you again."

"Oh, it hurts! it hurts!"

WHACK!

Somehow perhaps by some miracle, Tommy managed to keep his hands on top of his head for the remining eight strokes of the paddle. It was the most painfull thing he had to take so far. By the time it was finished he was crying heartily.

"You may rub now, Tommy."

Tommy did just that, doing his first spanking dance in front of the Durdens rubbing and hopping around. Heedless of his naked state.

"Were almost finished for this morning, Tommy. But first you are going to be doing a little corner time to finish up. When the timer goes off that will signal the end of your corner time."

The good news was that that the corner time was only to last five minutes for this session. But the bad news was, that he was directed to do it on his tip-toes, his hands clasped behind his back, no leaning against the wall was allowed or any further bottom rubbing. He was warned that if his heels touched the ground at any time during the time that he would have to suffer through an additional hand spanking. His request to get back his underpants was denied, he was told he would have to do this corner time naked!

Mr. Durden watched over him like a hawk to insure his compliance, greatly enjoying the view of that red hot punished bottom. Tommy's thoughts were already focused on his night-time session in the Spanking Room…

— H —
The Punishment Room

Tommy stood on his tiptoes in the corner following his spanking and paddling. His hands were still obediently plastered on top of his head. He didn't know what was worse the cramping in his calfs which was just starting or the slow tiring in his aching arms. He was still completely nude. Finally like music to his ears when he didn't think he was going to hold out much longer the alarm sounded signaling that his five minutes in the corner were up.

"OK Tommy, you may come out of the corner now, your punishment his over at least for right now. Come right over to me so I can get my little boy dressed again."

Tommy nearly fainted when he saw that she had out one of those old fashioned sailor outfits that boys of about five years old used to wear. And she didn't look like she was planning to at least take him back to his room to dress him, she was going to dress him in that juvenile outfit right in front of daddy.

Once he was dressed he got warm hugs from both of the Durdens. The hugs would become part of the post punishment ritual for Tommy.

"If your real good and behave yourself for the rest of the afternoon, later I'll rub lotion on that sore bottom of yours."

"I'm going to try to be good, mommy," Tommy sobbed to her.

"I know your going to do your best to behave, Tommy."

"Mommy, if I'm real good and do everything I'm told do I still have to be taken to the spanking room, tonight?" Tommy inquired.

"Yes, I'm afraid so, young man. But no matter what happens to you down there I want you to know that mommy and daddy love you so much."

He quickly embraced her for yet another hug, strongly.

"Mommy!, I'm scared, hold me tight!"

It was a powerful emotional moment for both of them.

"Tommy, I want you to trust us that we are doing our best to treat you fairly."

She took his hand.

"Come here son, I want to show you something."

They walked together over to the large picture frame window. What Tommy saw when he got there made him open his mouth wide in astonishment.

There was a young boy a few years older then him, standing right out in the open air in a corner on the front porch of the cottage directly across the narrow dirt road. The boy had both of his hands on top of his head and he was completely naked! The boy's bare bottom and the back of his legs were beet red. Much redder than Tommy's bottom was. Though it was a bit more difficult to see, Tommy could make out several darker colored stripes across the boy's bottom. Tommy could see that the boys shoulders were heaving as though he was crying quite a bit.

"W…W…Who is that, mommy?"

"That is Kenny. And as you can plainly see he has been a very naughty boy just like you, Tommy. He is being punished."

Tommy was thinking about asking what those stripes were on Kenny's bottom but he changed his mind.

"That is the Gerardo's cottage. As you can see their methods are a bit more harsh than ours. Rest assured that young Kenny is being punished quite severely for what he has done. The Gerardo's believe in a little public shame. This will not be the last time you see this bad boy out on their front porch with a very sore bottom!"

Tommy was thinking, perhaps being with the Durdens wasn't so bad after all. Later on when he complained about having to wear his juvenile clothes he was told that at least he had clothes on. Poor Kenny was most likely going without them for the rest of the afternoon, if she knew the Gerardos!

The rest of the afternoon passed without further major incident.

Tommy was treated with care and love. Much more so in fact then at his real home. The Durdens believed that there was certainly a time for punishment, but once it was over that was it, it was OVER! Tommy was treated with kindness all day long. Despite that fact, he couldn't help thinking about what lie in store for him tonight, THE SPANKING ROOM. He tried to get his mind off of it but he couldn't. Right before his afternoon nap, mommy kept her promise about rubbing soothing lotion on to his sore bottom. Though of course that did mean that he had to have his pyjama pants and underwear pulled right down to his knees to do it as he laid across his bed. But it did serve to reinforce his feelings of care and belonging. Despite his increasing fear of the night's events, this morning's session had exhausted young Tommy so that he slept long and soundly. On this occasion the blanket pins were not used and Tommy awoke to find that his clothes had been taken off his dresser during his nap. Dressed only in his underpants he groggily found mommy in the kitchen preparing dinner.

"Mommy were are my clothes ?"

"Underpants only!, until its time for your punishment session,young man."

Her demeanor had changed since his nap. She immediately grabbed him by his arm and directed him to the nearest corner in the kitchen.

"There will be no dinner for you tonight, Tommy. You will stand still in that corner until after we've finished our dinner. At that time you have a date with us down in your spanking room! You are to think about your disobedience earlier this morning and what it has earned you."

This time at least there were no special instructions, no standing on tiptoes or anything like that and though he had on only his briefs, at least he wasn't naked in the corner like he was this morning. Dinner proceeded, earily quiet. Hardly a word was spoken. Just a confirmation of Tommy's impending punishment.

"Tommy your night-time punishment session has officially began!" exclaimed Mr. Durden.

After supper was finished and the table cleared off, Tommy was literally shaking in fear, as he knew that the jig was up.

"Tommy its time!"

"Turn around and clasp your hands behind your back!"

"Daddy, remove this naughty boy's underpants!"

Mr. Durden didn't need to be told a second time. Before Tommy had an ideas about protesting the situation, his underpants were quickly taken down to the floor.

"Step right out of them, young man!"

Tommy shamefully did as told.

"I said you would go to the spanking room naked and I meant it! Now we both know that you are very scared right now, Tommy. Would you like daddy to carry you there since its your first time."

Not even bothering to answer Tommy quickly held out both of his arms to his daddy to pick him up as though he had regressed to six years old again. Mr. Durden gently picked up the naked boy in his strong arms and the three of them slowly made there way to the punishment room. Being carried to the room had somewhat of a calming effect on Tommy even though both of the Durdens knew it wasn't going to change what he had coming to him one bit. It was a very slow painful walk for Tommy across the house, through the first door, carefully down the creeping stairs, to finally arrive at the basement door that said "Tommy's spanking room". Mr. Durden put Tommy down back on his feet. It certainly wasn't by Tommy's choice. He wanted to be held now more than ever. He wasn't feeling anywhere near his 11 years of age at this moment. As strange as it seemed, Tommy still had a little of a morbid curiosity of what was in that room.

"The time is here Tommy, now open that door!"

Tommy opened the door very carefully. But it was so dark inside that you couldn't see anything. Mrs. Durden stepped just inside and pulled the cord to the overhanging light. It wasn't a very strong light so the room was only dimly lit giving everything inside of it a very shadowy appearance. At first glance to him it didn't look like a room that was that far out of the ordinary. There were hard backed chairs, a few tall stools, shelves and tables, which did have lots of items on them, a few low benches, a large sink with a few bars of soap on the counter, and a tall wooden stool right beside it. Next to that was a large red bag with a long nozzle on it, hanging on the wall from a wooden peg. Beneath it was a counter that had lots of smaller type items on it. He knew what that was. That was for giving enemas. His real mommy had given him a few of those back home when he was sick. He didn't like having to get those very much. But anyway, he wondered what was that doing in his spanking room?

Altogether, there were seven of these specially equipped punishment rooms ar Cordova. One in each cottage basement and of course the home's director, Mrs. Mattock had one over at the small school house. During her training sessions, with the parents, years ago, Mrs. Mattock herself, offered many valuable suggestions as to what you could have in those rooms and how to use it for punishment. But Mrs. Mattock also wanted the surrogate parents to set their own rooms up to fit their different personalities and temperaments. So the ultimate decision about the rooms was left up to each set of parents with Matlock's approval of course.

The Durdens preferred a very basic and standard approach to their room with the main emphasis on spanking and other forms of corporal punishment. Actually spanking was still the preferred method of discipline by any of the parents. There room was the most ordinary in terms of relying on the most common childhood punishments of that time period. As we will see in later chapters of Cordova other parents choose some rather severe, creative and downright bizarre punishments when compared to the Durdens. Unlike a lot of the other parents they preferred to keep most of the spanking implements they used in the room hidden from view. They didn't want their room looking like a torture chamber nor did they want the whole experience to be to highly traumatic for the boy. Though there were many variations in the rooms and methods used there were two things that were common to all seven rooms.

Spankings, and enemas.

One last point about the Durden's room is that they preferred to make the least use of it when compared to the other parents. We already have learned that they were the most lenient. But they also had the philosophy that the room should only be reserved for the most serious misbehavior. So that it would have special significance to the child each time that it had to be used. They wanted each trip to it to have a memorable impact on the child.

— I —
The Punishment Room II

Tommy showed no signs of the morning's spanking session as he stood naked in the punishment room. Though it made absolutely no difference, mommy had Tommy walk back to the basement door and close it, just to let Tommy know that they were serious and that they meant business. Tommy was still very conscious of his nudity as he did as asked. During the afternoon Mrs. and Mr. Durden had worked out all of the important details of Tommy's punishment. With as usual Mrs. Durden making most of the decisions. So they were well prepared and had a plan long before they ever got to the spanking room. They thought it best for Tommy to be left in the dark so to speak as to what they intended for him. They opted for the method of building Tommy's suspense on this occasion. Unfortunately, for Tommy they had quite a session in store for him tonight!

"Tommy what you tried to do during your spanking this morning is not going to tolerated by either one of us!"

As she was lecturing him she noticed that Tommy was shyly covering his front with his hands. He knew of course that this was not allowed but he simply could not help it. It was twice as worse as normal because now he was completely naked in front of both of them.

"Tommy, you know better then that. Where do those naughty hands of yours belong?"

Tommy began to embarrassingly put them behind his back.

"In fact I want you to put those hands right on top of your head until I tell you to put them down."

And spread those legs wide apart! You are going to be shamed tonight!"

Tommy being close to his twelfth birthday was nowhere close to being near puberty and he was very ashamed and conscious of that fact. So this was the worst possible position he could be put in. Of course mommy was aware of this and she was planning on a very long and highly shaming lecture.

"Well, TOMMY!, you don't look like a big boy standing before us now. You are just a bad little boy who deserves a punishment. Big boys wouldn't have stand naked in front of their mommies and daddies like this. What do naughty little boys get in this household? young man."

"A…a spanking…," Tommy whispered.

"They get hard spankings… hard BARE BOTTOM spankings, with the hairbrush. And when they have been very bad boys like you were this morning, young man, they also get a punishment enema!"

Tommy like any boy in the 1930's had gotten a few of those before but he hadn't received one as a punishment. But it didn't sound good, that was for sure.

"I have a feeling, Tommy, that by the time were finished here tonight that you are going to be in a much more cooperative mood then you were in, this morning."

Tommy's arms were already beginning to tire but he knew that he had to keep them on his head or risk even worse punishment.

"Tommy, have you ever had the hairbrush across your bare fanny?"

"N…no ma'am."

"Well it has quite a remarkable sting to it and it hurts lot. Especially the large wooden hairbrushes that all of the parents use here at Cordova. Now do you think that your behavior calls for merely a token hand spanking or for a good dose of the hairbrush?"

Was there really a choice in his answer.

"The hairbrush, I guess."

"Yes the hairbrush Tommy and the hairbrush is always given on the bare. Yes, I think that a hairbrush spanking and a good enema will help you to behave much better, won't it?"

Tommy now starting to become very upset simply nodded.

"Daddy go get the hairbrush! Tommy you can get yourself a wooden chair, young man, and bring it right back here."

Both arrived back at the same time with the requested items. It least it meant for Tommy that he was able to lower his tiring arms for now. When Tommy caught a glimpse of the large wooden-backed hairbrush in his daddy's hands he nearly fainted. It was huge! He knew that he was really in for it at that moment. There was to be no leniency, tonight.

"But first before we get to the hairbrush, your going to have the benefit of a long warm-up spanking by my hand."

She grabbed him by the upper arm and led him over to the chair. Tommy went willingly, all resistance was gone. Right as they arrived at the chair she remarked

"You've got a good one coming to you tonight! There will be no set number of spanks, no alarm clock to stop the spanking. You will learn that when you make a trip down here to this basement that you're here to get this little bare bottom of yours blistered! OVER MY KNEES!"

Tommy was absolutely scared to death by this point, but there was nothing for him to do except to take his punishment. The naked boy crawled across his mommy's lap. Though it was still going to be a pretty good hand spanking, Mrs. Durden opted against using an apron for this portion of the spanking and would reserve that part of the ritual for the hairbrush, to give that phase of the punishment added significance. This being the punishment room she had four or five of them down here ready for use. As she rested her hand across the most prominent part of Tommy's bare bottom.

"I love you very much Tommy and want you to do good, so you realize that this is going to have to be a long and hard spanking this time don't you honey?"

"I know mommy," Tommy sobbed, "But I am going to try and do better, really I am!"

"I know that you are sweetheart, but we are going to have to make extra sure of that, while were down here."

SMACK !, Smack, Smack!

Not having any underpants on to hinder his leg movements Tommy was going to have to be extra careful about excessive kicking, something he already knew that mommy would not tolerate. He choose to grip the bottom of the chair frame with his hands to keep them out of harm's way. Mrs. Durden started out the spanking briskly and on the center portion of Tommy's bottom as usual, but it wasn't too long before she was spanking other areas as well. She was very random in her pattern, even spanking Tommy in the sensitive area between his thighs and bottom and even a few on the back of his legs every now and then. Tommy was unprepared for this assault!

Though he tried hard he could not resist the temptation of putting his hands back to his bottom to try and ward off the blows. Mrs. Durden had two methods for dealing with that problem,
1) She would have the naughty boy cross his wrists in the small of his back, where as she could simply pin them there with her free hand,sometimes with boys who had a problem controlling there reactions she would make this part of the ritual that the boy would be expected to automatically cross them behind his back for more severe spankings even before the punishment began.
2) For more severe type spankings, she would have Mr. Durden hold both of the naughty boys hands out of the way. If this was necessary, the boy always knew that he was really in for it!

So on the first pause in the spanking.

"Tommy since you can't seem to keep your naughty hands out of the way, then they will simply have to be held. Cross both of your wrists in the small of your back!"

Tommy was terrified as most boys were at the prospect of being restrained for the rest of his spanking

"No wait, mommy I'll try harder I promise, I promise!"

"Its too late for that, HANDS behind your back now!"

But Mrs. Durden still preferred as much compliance as possible from Tommy and she felt it was within his ability if he tried to keep his own hands out of the way, at least during hand spankings. So she added.

"And if I have to resort to this during a hand spanking in the future, not only will you get your hands held for the rest of your spanking, but after it is over you will also get five whacks of the ruler on each of those naughty palms."

She didn't want to be overly cruel, but she wanted to get the point across to Tommy. Naturally, Mr. Durden was disappointed not to called in for any assistance at this point. And just to let Tommy know that she meant business she resumed the spanking with five faster ones in a row right on the same spot across the center of Tommy's rapidly reddening bottom. After this the spanking when on for another minute or so. It was quite a miserable sensation for Tommy to have his hands restrained, knowing he could do nothing about the rest of his spanking. She didn't want to over do it, the main attraction for tonight was still the hairbrush. Finally with Tommy twisting around frantically, the hand spanking ended.

"I think that this little bottom is heated up sufficiently for the hairbrush Tommy."

Tommy didn't know what to say. His bottom was already on fire and he had still to take the hairbrush yet. She sat Tommy up on her lap. Tommy cried into her shoulder moderately.

"You survived the first part of your punishment, Tommy. Now lets have a big hug from this red-bottomed boy."

Tommy gladly complied and sobbed to her, "No please not the hairbrush, I will be good, my bottom hurts so, it DOES!"

She gently rubbed his sore bottom and let him cry some of it out.

"Yes, honey I'm afraid you still have the hairbrush to come and a good strong enema after that! I think your starting to find out that your spanking room is not a very pleasant place to be. Now because the hairbrush stings quite a bit we are going to need to get a spanking apron for this one. Come on honey. I'll walk you over to the cupboard to show you where we keep them down here."

She lovingly took the punished boy by the hand and walked him all the way over to the other side of the basement to get the apron. Tommy felt so vulnerable having to do it, a naked little boy being prepared for another spanking. Yet he still felt cared for and a strong sense of security even though he was being punished. They arrived at one of the many tall cabinets that were down in the basements.

"This is where we keep the spanking aprons down here Tommy, so try and remember it. In fact I think mabey we should give you a personalized tour of the rest of your spanking room tomorrow, just so you will get acquainted with where things are and it will be a good reminder the rest of the time your here with us to be on your best behavior."

Once Tommy retrieved the apron from the cupboard, it was even a slower longer walk back to the chair and Mr. Durden patiently holding the large wooden hairbrush in his hands. Tommy was even more aware of the throbbing in his sore bottom cheeks and what his bottom still had to go through. How would he be able to take the hairbrush! Mr. Durden was certainly excited, he knew for sure that his assistance would be needed for the hairbrush.

"Tommy will you please assist me with the spanking apron."

This time Mrs. Durden practically made Tommy put the apron on her and tie the strings all by himself. Then she proceeded to give Tommy another five minute scolding about his past behavior, ending it by telling him one of the worst things about getting the hairbrush was the fact that his bottom would remain sore for a long time after. Which meant that he would have to take his regular morning spanking on a already sore bottom! But with the amount of spankings being given to naughty boys here at Cordova this was not an uncommon problem. That is why so many of the parents had resorted to a lot of supplemental punishments to the spankings being given. The Durdens were no exception to this as we will see in the next few upcoming chapters…

— J —
The Punishment Room III

Things couldn't get much worse for young Thomas as he stood naked and exposed before his surrogate parents, his hands obediently clasped behind his bare throbbing bottom. The scathing lecture that he was getting from his stern mommy just seemed to go on and on… His poor red bottom hurt so badly and they hadn't even got to the hairbrush yet. And it was so stuffy and hot down in that dreaded basement. All of this because he did a little paint job on a few cars on a dare. Talk about regretting your past actions. If only he had one more chance, oh things would be so different.

How long was all of this punishment business going to take? Why couldn't they just hurry-up and get it over with, he wondered as mommy continued with her lecture. And one of the worst parts about it was as long as the complete punishment took, he would have to remain in this horrible naked state. There were no clothes for him down here! Obviously for an underdeveloped boy like Tommy who was supposed to be nearing puberty, this simply enhanced the entire session. And boys like Tommy whom were brought up in modest families never got entirely used to being bare in front of their surrogate parents no matter how many times they had to go through it during there 30 day stays. For baths, and being dressed was bad enough, but especially if their nudity was in the context of a punishment and they were reminded on occasion by there parents during the administration of punishment, well that was the worst!

All of the parents had been well trained by Mrs. Matlock to take advantage of this aspect during their training sessions. Matlock knew that at the ages that most of the boys were at Cordova, that this is when they would be at their most modest and conscience of their changing bodies. It also fitted well in her regression theories, that when they were in a partially undressed state or at times naked, that it reminded them of when they were small children again who had lost their rights to personal modesty.

The regression theories had already taken their toll on Tommy, as during the final portion of the lecture he was sobbing like a five year-old before he had as much as had one smack from the hairbrush. For the Durdens the hairbrush was the ultimate implement. They did not resort to it often. Though many of the other parents used even more severe implements on occasion. the Durdens preferred the intimacy of the bare hand on the bare bottom, with occasional spankings with the paddle, ruler, and hairbrush. Trips down to the spanking room automatically meant a session with the hairbrush. They wanted all of the boys to know that. The Durdens had been taught well by Mrs. Matlock, in terms of what was the most important aspect to get across to a boy in the first few days and that was two words, FULL COMPLIANCE. There was no way to effectively start your 30 day program with the boys, without it. The more strict and severe that program was, the more important it was to gain full control over the situation right off the bat, so that things would go smoothly. You had to gain the proper attitude and cooperation from the beginning, or you would have a struggle on your hands and the Durdens knew that they didn't want that. That's why in the beginning they were always almost begging for an excuse for a trip down to the basement. Then they could use it as there trump card for the rest of the 30 days.

Right at the moment, mommy was putting the finishing touches on her long lecture. Tommy started to sob continuously as he knew that this was really going to hurt!

"You need to save some of those tears, Tommy, because even after you have taken the hairbrush and no boy ever gets through the hairbrush without a good cry, your still getting a hot soapy enema in that sore bottom of yours! And I strongly suggest you cooperate fully with the rest of punishment if you know what's good for you."

Mrs. Durden then sat down in the wooden chair and slowly soothed out the spanking apron. She then beckoned to Tommy, "come on, Tommy, back over my knees. You have a good dose of the hairbrush. coming."

Quietly defeated, Tommy submissively climbed back over her knees for the hairbrush.

"Tommy, since this is your first time with a spanking from the hairbrush, I think it would be wise if you were held properly, as this is really going to sting your bottom a lot. Daddy, will you hold this naughty boy's hands please?"

Tommy instantly became agitated.

"No, NO, I can hold them myself, I'll be brave, I PROMISE!"

"Tommy are you listening to your mommy? You hold those hands out in front of you, RIGHT NOW!"

Tommy fearing worse punishment, did as asked. Greatly pleased with the situation, Mr. Durden pulled up another chair beside Tommy and held Tommy's small hands at full stretch. Without any further comment the hairbrush came down right across the center of Tommy's small bottom with a loud "SPPLATTTT." It was though a bolt of lighting struck Tommy's bottom at that moment. It was the most painful thing he had ever felt across his bottom in his young life. Even he couldn't have guessed how much that mean old large hairbrush hurt. Before the pain had completely registered another "SMACKKK!" on his right buttock. The hairbrush was so big compared to Tommy's small bottom that it covered half of it.

"No more No more, I'll be so gooDDDDD."

SMACK!

The hairbrush was given much slower then the hand spanking was. She wanted Tommy to feel each and every one of the fiery strokes of the brush.

SMACK!

"This is what you can expect – SMACK! – when you have to pay a visit to your spanking room, young man."

Whackk!

Even though his hands were being held strongly and securely, Tommy still moved and tossed around on his mommy's lap at each stroke as though he were being attacked by an electric eel! Since this was Tommy's first go at the hairbrush, Mrs. Durden did not want to overdo things. It didn't take long with a Cordova hairbrush to get the point across to a naughty boy. In all he only received about a dozen strokes of the brush, but to Tommy it was plenty. She immediately set Tommy back on his feet, she knew what he wanted to do.

"You may rub, Tommy."

The naked boy hopped around, his boyish parts bouncing around, vigorously rubbing both hands to his red burning bottom He danced and danced while two very amused spectators looked on at a very parculiar sight. For the next few moments at least Tommy seemed to have lost his modesty. Mrs. Durden let the dancing and rubbing act go on for a few minutes and grabbed the weeping boy by the arm.

"That's enough Tommy!"

She half dragged the crying naked boy over to a tall wooden stool in the far corner of the basement.

" Mommy, Can I have my hug now?" the weeping boy cried.

"O, course you can, baby."

They hugged warmly.

"Tommy, what you are going to be doing now, is what your daddy and I call 'stool time.' Many times after a good hard spanking down here in the spanking room you will be required to sit on that sore bottom of your perched on this tall wooden stool that we have down here for that purpose. This is all part of the punishment that you must go through when you walked through that basement door. Do you understand, Tommy?"

"Yes, mommy," anything looked all right after that hairbrush.

"Then let's get you up on the stool so you can sit on that sore fanny of yours while daddy and I get your punishment enema ready for you."

She helped lift him right up on to the stool. Tommy winced noticeably as his very sore bare bottom made contact with the hard wood.

"Tommy there is a few rules for you to remember about doing stool time. First of all, just like corner-time you are to sit there quietly and still. You are also to spread your legs wide apart. You are not allowed to prop your feet on the stool like you are doing right now. You must let your feet dangle in the air freely. Notice the difference, Tommy?"

"Yes, mommy, it hurts my bottom more!"

"That is the idea. Remember you are still being punished!"

"Yes, mommy I know."

"Finally, put your hands on your head like a good boy and keep them there. Now, you will sit there just like that until we are ready to come get you for your enema."

Tommy went through another seemingly long period of anxiety. Though he couldn't see what was going on he certainly could hear! He could hear running water, things being moved around, voices in the distance. He was beginning to wonder how much this enema thing was going to hurt! Surely it wasn't going to be as painful as the hairbrush had been. The longer he sat prone on the hard wooden stool, the more his poor sore bottom throbbed. Finally, he heard the approach of footsteps and then a hand on his bare shoulder.

"Let's go Tommy, its time!"

It was mommy. They walked over to where the stand with the red bag was, next to this strange looking table covered with a large plastic sheet. There were restraining straps at all four corners of the table. In the middle of the table spanning the width of it was a large round cushion. They were now at a part of the punishment room that the Durdens referred to as the enema station. Daddy was there waiting for them.

"Tommy this table that you are now in front of is called an enema table. All of the punishment rooms have one or one similar to it. It was specially designed by Mrs. Matlock so that naughty boys can be given good strong enemas on it. Tonight you are going to be given two enemas. The first one will just be a regular enema just to make sure that your cleaned out. I'm sure that you've had those kind before. The second enema you'll be getting, the punishment one, is called a retention enema, and were going to make sure there is plenty of soap in it for you. That one will not be pleasant, young man. You will find that out as we go along here tonight. Now, up on the table Tommy, face down!"

As she was saying this she reached over and put on her rubber gloves that she kept especially for the task at hand.

"That's right Tommy make sure that bottom is right over the cushion. My, it's still very red from your spanking, isn't it?"

His bottom protruded up like it was the only part of his body that mattered.

"We will have these legs wide apart, Tommy."

Tommy's shame was reaching new levels of intensity.

Smack!

She gave Tommy a resounding smack to his sore bottom.

"LEGS WIDER!", she barked at him.

Tommy suddenly gasped as he felt her probing his anus with some sort of lubricating creme. She wasn't gentle about it either. It seemed all so indignant, so violating to his developing man-hood. Next out of the corner of his eye he saw daddy wheel over the large stand with the big red bag with the long nozzle sticking out of it.

— K —

They had provided a pillow for his head as he layed on the enema table. Still embarrassed by the fact that his naked red botom was fully on display still very sore from the recent spanking with the hairbrush. As daddy wheeled over the enema cart with the big red bag on it, Tommy could not bear to look at the instrument of his continuing punishment and buried his face into the pillow.

"Tommy, you turn that head around and I want you to watch the whole procedure. Do not look away again!", mommy said. "This enema has already been prepared for you. It is just a normal enema solution with plenty of warm water with just a little bit of soap mixed in. Its purpose is to empty out any stool that you might have in your rectum. After that you will be getting a punishment retention enema."

"Tommy, I'm going to insert the hose now into your bottom hole, be a good boy and try to keep your cheeks relaxed, do not tense them up."

After the probing she had done with her fingers the nozzle actually went right into his bottom fairly easy. After that the warm water solution immediately began to flow into his sore bottom.

"Tommy you are going to feel a strong urge to go to the bathroom in a miute or so. You are to hold it in until the enema is finished. Is that clear to you?"

"Yes ma'am", the scared boy said.

It was a very strange feeling for Tommy as the water began to fill his small tummy. It was not at all unpleasant.

"Are you doing ok, honey?"

"Yes, mommy."

But after a while as the water just kept flowing and flowing the feeling became more and more unpleasant.

"I'm starting to get filled up mommy, I don't think that I can take much more, mommy!"

"You just hold those butt cheeks tight, young man ! Don't you dare let any out!"

"Mommy! I have to go real bad now!", Tommy cried.

" Just a bit more, honey, and then we will let you go to the bathroom to do your buisness."

Finally it was over and the nozzle was pulled out.

"You can go, Tommy! GO!"

Tommy immediately got up off the table and quickly ran to the bathroom, which was only a short distance away. He didn't even bother to close the door. Sat right down on the toilet and with great relief expelled the enema solution. Shame-faced he walked back naked to the enema table, where his punishment enema solution was already being prepared.

"That was the easy part Tommy, now comes the hard one for you. Remember this one is your punishment for your earlier defiance."

Tommy, we are mixing this solution with a lot more soap and some witch hazel. It is also going to be a larger solution for you to take. Now get your little fanny back up on that table, right now!"

She suddenly became much more stern and Tommy began to get very frightened. But yet he did as asked without protest and got back up into the proper position up on the table again.

"Tommy the purpose of the witch hazel is to give you a warm sensation in your bottom but it will not be very painfull for you, so try to relax."

Then he felt the tube being inserted again into his punished bottom and the solution began to flow inside of him. It was a very hot sensation on his bottom and it quickly started to feel uncomfortable.

"Tommy, you keep your naughty hands away from that tube, do not try to pull it out."

"You can squirm and move around all you want on the table, but stay away from that tube!"

"Mommy, please, please, it burns too much, I can't take it!"

"Try to hang in there, honey, it's almost all in."

After all of the solution was inside of him, the tube was pulled out and a retention plug immediatly replaced it in his bottom.

"This will help you hold all of the solution in without any leaking out."

Put your feet and hands in spread eagle position, young man, you're getting strapped down for this one!"

"WAIT WAIT!, I'll be good I'll keep still, let me try, pleaseee!"

Tommy was absolutely mortified of those restraining straps.

"Ok, Tommy, I will give you just one chance to settle down and take this enema calmly. I can assure you that it won't be easy. If you can not take the enema without carrying on then you get strapped to that table for the rest of it and you get ten more hard strokes of the hairbrush across your sore bottom, with the enema solution inside of you!"

"Is that clear to you, young man?"

Y…Yes, mommy, I'll try my best to be good and …. take m…my punishment," Tommy added.

By this time almost all of the fiery solution was inside of him. In the mean-time mommy put down another alarm clock down right in front of his face.

"Five minutes, Tommy! You will hold that solution inside of you for five minutes."

As uncomfortable as he already was, Tommy had just figured on being released to go expell the solution in the bathroom. Five minutes with this hot stuff inside of him was going to seem like forever! It was so difficult to keep still, but on the other-hand there were those restraints and the painful hairbrush.

"Tommy, you just keep that bottom still and take your punishment. And don't you dare let as much as one drop of that solution leek out! Just to make sure I'm going to put a retention plug into your little butt to keep it in you."

She inserted the butt plug deep inside his anus as the clock slowly ticked away and Tommy's discomfort increased. He wiggled and squirmed around on the table to get some relief.

"I need to go!"

His red bright, and very tight bottom presented quite a sight as it danced on top of the roll bar. He was on fire inside! Tommy hoped he would never see another alarm clock the rest of his young life! Finally the glorious sound of the buzzer went off and Tommy didn't wait for any confirmation, he simply ran as fast as his naked legs would carry him, straight over to the bathroom. Afte a minute or so, the red faced boy reappeared.

"Tommy, I certainly hope that you have learned a lesson from all of this, here tonight?"

"C…Can I get dressed now, mommy ?"

Not until after I give your little body a nice warm bath, and then we will get you dressed and get you a nice big supper. Now come over and give your mommy a nice big hug."

After all he had been through tonight, Tommy did not even seem to mind the idea of being bathed by his mommy.

"Right before bed-time, I will give that sore fanny of yours a long, cool bottom-rub."

She reached down to genly rub his bare bottom as he continued to cling to her.

"I hope that we never have to take you down here again," she lied. "Tomorrow morning, though we will hate to do it, you still have your normal session to go through, which as you know will be a sound spanking! And I just know you are going to be a very good boy and cooperate with both of us. If you do not, you will find yourself right back here again, a very sorry little boy with a hot bottom!"

She then took him by the hand and led the naked boy up the long stairs to his bath. Even after all that he had been through, Tommy was still embarassed to have to make the long trip back to the upstairs bathroom in his birthday suit. Of course, Mrs. Durden knew all of this, and that was the purpose of being undressed in the first place upstairs. It was all a part of the regression principles. Mommy made sure that she gave Tommy a nice long bath, paying particular attention to to wash, rub and soap his poor punished bottom. Punishment now was a thing of the past it was time for her to enjoy the other aspects of motherhood. Though for a lot of the bath, she did make sure that Tommy stood rather than sat in the tub, putting him fully on display, while she washed and soaped him. She could have just as well had done most of the washing with Tommy seated. She seemed to deliberatly do this. After the bath ended, mommy dressed him in his juvenile pyjamas, which he would remain in the rest of the night.

Tomorrow would be the first day of school with Mrs. Matlock. Who knows what suprises that would hold…

— L —

It was now the ninth day and Tommy was starting to settle down into his routine. He was even getting used to the daily morning spanking routine.

Of course he had been spanked at school more then once already, but then so did all of the other boys too. Naturally, getting spanked at school had also earned him another one at home. Mrs. Matlock always sent a note home to the surrogate parents whenever she had to give out a spanking at school. The note would explain the reason for the punishment, what the punishment was and even sometimes would encourage the parents to take additional measures once the naughty boy got home from school. Of course, just about all of the parents at Cordova, would normally be upset with a boy without any encouragement from the note, that the boy would be in a lot of hot water.

The Durdens were no exception to this rule. There were also some minor incidents at the cottage that had earned Tommy additional spankings and other punishments. So there were some days that young Tommy felt that he was being spanked all day long and his bottom seems to be almost constantly hot and sore. But on the other hand, the positive part that Tommy felt more loved and cared about then he had ever remembered back at his real home. This made all the spankings and punishments a little easier to take. Even when he was much younger he couldn't recall getting this much attention from his real parents. Anyhow none of the previous incidents had been serious enough to earn him a special trip down to his spanking room. It appeared that the lone trip that he had to it, had served to keep him on the straight and narrow. So it was only a matter of time really that he would do something grave enough to earn him his second trip to it.

As he laid in bed like he did every morning, waiting for mommy to take off the large blanket pins so he could get up, Tommy had been a very naughty boy. He had wet the bed! Wet the bed like a big baby. Mommy would be very upset and he knew it! Why had he forgotten to use the bathroom the night before? There had been some other mornings where he had some very close calls and barely made it. Hadn't he learned from those? Though he knew that it would be very difficult for him to do it. He had made up his mind to tell mommy right away what had happened, as embarrassed as he was. He had recalled what mommy had told him about how much worse the punishment would be if she had to find out about the bed wetting. What other option did he have anyway ? There was no way that he was going to hide it as much as he wanted to. He couldn't even get out of the bed to do anything about it! Though he knew the proper attitude and confession would help some, he also knew that this was an automatic spanking room offense! Mommy had warned him. He knew at the very least it would be a very hard spanking for him!

Tommy had been awake for over a full hour already. Awakened in a pool of his own wetness. His underwear and most of his pyjama bottoms felt soaked. The cover sheet was wet. Even part of the blanket felt wet. At least the mattress was not ruined. Protected by a plastic covering, that was put there for exactly this kind of situation. But Tommy knew that this would do little to appease mommy's anger when she did arrive. Finally after a few more agonizing minutes he heard mommy coming to his room. She appeared to be in a cheerful mood and even had a slight smile on. As she approached his bed, she spoke.

"How is my sweet boy this morning?"

"M… Mommy, I have something to tell you!"

Mrs. Durden noticed the distress written all over Tommy's face. She immediately noticed the strong odor of urine and knew what had happened. She decided not to comment. She was curious to see how Tommy would handle it. Tommy had started to cry and was finding it very difficult to get any words out at all. Mrs. Durden came right over to him. Sat down right next to him on the bed and began to soothingly stroke and pat his head.

"What's the matter honey? Is there something that you need to tell your mommy ?"

"Yes m…mommy", he finally got the words out. "I…I've been a very bad boy!"

"Come on Tommy, you can tell your mommy. What has my bad boy done?"

It actually did make it a bit easier to tell her as gentle and caring as she was at this moment. Taking a deep breath and filled with shame he got it all out at once.

"I wet the bed!"

He then burst into more tears at this proclamation. She cradled his whole head lovingly.

"Its ok, its ok! sweetheart. I am very proud of you for confessing it and telling me about it. Did you remember to use the bathroom last night?"

"No, mommy!", he admitted.

"Now I'm sure you can see what can result when you don't use the bathroom like a big boy. Anyway let's get the rest of these blanket pins off so we can see how big a mess you have made."

She took the rest of the pins off and pulled back the top sheet which was wet and the blanket. She found Tommy still laying in a very large wet spot on the bed in his soaked pyjamas.

"I'm sooooo Sorry!, mommy", Tommy cried.

She stared in surprise at how wet everything was. It had been a full wetting!

"I'm sure you realize what this means, don't you young man! Answer me, Tommy!"

"It means that I have to be taken down to my spanking room, mommy!"

"Yes, I'm afraid so my boy. I believe that this will mark your second trip down there. It will be a full morning devoted to your punishment, I'm afraid. But first I think a little preview of what is in store for you later will be most beneficial and then a good hot bath to get you all cleaned up and ready for your real punishment. You need a good hot spanking, right now Tommy!"

Tommy was unprepared to have a spanking take place right then and there.

"Please Mommy!, Can't we wait until I at least change out of my pyjamas first, I…I don't want a spanking!" he cried out.

She then finished pulling the sheet and blanket the rest of the way off of him. As Tommy laid on his back on the bed she came over to him and rucked up his pyjama top until it was up past his stomach to prepare him for his spanking.

"Wait mommy!, please mommy, I'll be good, I'm sorry!", his protests starting to become more resigned.

She then reached down and giving him a stern look to cooperate or else!, unsnapped his pyjama bottoms.

"We will have these taken right down, young man!"

"Lift up your little fanny off of that bed so I can get these right off of you and into the hamper with them "

She got them off and now Tommy laid in a small pair of soaked briefs, that you could practically see his genitals right through them. Tommy realized this. Embarrassed he started to turn over on his own without being asked to, because he wanted her to see only his bottom if he could help it.

"No Tommy! You just lie still just as you are! While get these wet briefs right off of you. There will be no modesty shown to you after what you have done. Your going straight into the bath right after your spanking anyway, so we will have these briefs completely off of you."

Tommy offered very little resistance as felt the wet underpants being slowly and methodically taken off inch by inch, he was so ashamed at having wet his bed. He even assisted by lifting up his bottom off the bed without having to be asked and he kept his arms well to the side. He knew his mommy well enough to know what continued protests would earn him!

It was just going to be a small sample of what was to come later down in the punishment room. She still didn't allow him to turn over just yet. As she continued with the scolding, she made him lay there on his back like that all exposed. Most of the lower half of his body all wet with urine. As the lecture continued, she took two pillows and stacked them on top of each other right beside where Tommy laid. The purpose for this was obvious to Tommy. When the lecture was ended she said,

"I want you to turn right over for mommy now Tommy, and lay right on top of those pillows for your spanking! And I don't want to hear one word from you about being to old for this after you wet that bed like a big baby!", she scolded. "TURN OVER!"

He did as asked, making sure that his groin and lower stomach were right on top of the two pillows like he knew that she wanted him. This of course had the effect of slightly elevating his bare bottom, making it the obvious center of attention. She came over and pushed his pyjama top even further up his back to let him know that she was serious about this. Actually this was a new spanking position for Tommy, to be spanked across the bed.

"Now put both of your arms at full stretch above your head."

His little bottom looked so spank able protruding up from the bed like that. Mrs. Durden had to remind herself not to rush it, she wanted so badly to punish that cute little butt.

"Unfortunately Tommy, your bottom is still very wet, so I'm afraid that this may sting more then normal. Just consider it to be part of the consequences for what you did last night!"

"Shame on you, you bad boy! just imagine wetting the bed at your age! This little bottom is going to have to be made very sore before this morning is over, Thomas!"

With that she began the spanking perhaps a bit softer and slower then she normally did. But she more then made up for it with her constant scathing scolding.

"Daddy is going to be told all about this, you can be sure of that,"

SMACK, SMACK!

"Bad little boys get nothing less then good sound spankings for wetting their beds."

SMACK, Smack!

"You just wait till your daddy and I get you down to your punishment room! You will have to stand up at school today by the time that were through with you,"

SMACK,SMACK, SMACKKK!

"Keep that naughty bottom still and take your spanking like you deserve it!"

SPANK, SMACK, SPANK!

The spanking was over in less then 25 smacks. Just a little preview for Tommy until after his bath was finished. She helped the sobbing boy out of his top and then herded him off naked in the direction of the bathtub.

"Your going to get nothing less then a good scrubbing when we get over to that bathtub!"

She was a bit rougher then normal in the bathtub. She was trying to get through to him some of her displeasure. From time to time she made references to his upcoming punishment.

"You just wait until we get you down to that spanking room, young man."

Things were said of that nature. When it came time for the scrubbing of his genital area and his slightly sore bottom, the part he already hated the most anyway, she was particularly harsh with him. So much so in fact that he did verbally protest some or tried to interfere. Finally she got fed up with it and made him stand up in the tub with his hands on top of his head, completly exposed while she gave his sore bottom a long and harsh scrubbing. When the bath was over she was just as rough with him during the toweling off phase. When he tried to wrap the towel around him modestly, she made him hand her back the towel, she commented.

"You are to remain in your room until I discuss what an appropriate punishment would be for this with your daddy. You are not to get dressed. You are to remain naked until it is time to take you down to the spanking room. And that is how you will be taken to the spanking room, Tommy, NAKED! Now you just stay right here in your room while I go tell daddy about this childish shameful act that you have committed!"

Tommy was very quiet. There was nothing for him to do, but to sit down on the bed naked and wait. He was feeling very sorry for himself right now. He hadn't forgotten the ordeal that he went through the last time he had earned a trip down to the spanking room. The enema and especially that dreaded hairbrush. OH!, that hairbrush hurt his poor little bottom so much. He hoped somehow, some way, that he could avoid the hairbrush! But then the two stone faced parents entered his room only minutes later. What was mommy obviously holding in her hand, but that very, large wooden hairbrush that he was just thinking about. His eyes were immediately drawn to it in his fear. Daddy was the first to speak.

"Shame on you, Tommy! A big boy like you, 11 years old, and you wet the bed like a big baby! Your mommy and I have decided that you will have to be punished most severely for this!"

Tommy was using all of his will power not to burst into tears any second from both the fear and the shame that he was feeling. But he knew that this would only serve to make him look like more of a big baby! Sitting there naked on the bed in front of the two of them, his hands shyly over his groin, and having just wet the bed, he certainly felt nowhere near his 11 years, that was for sure! Now it was mommy's turn.

"Put those hands to the side, right now! You know that babies don't have feelings of modesty. Your to be taken down to that spanking room BARE NAKED just like a big baby! A naughty baby! You can start feeling grown up when you get this hairbrush across your bare behind. And yes Tommy, you are getting the HAIRBRUSH!", she raised her voice.

He couldn't help it any longer the scolding was getting to him and he started to weep.

"Save those tears for the spanking room, young man! There not going to help you right now. Come on, its time! Daddy will carry you down there just like the baby you have been acting like. I still want you to get to school on time and you have got lots of spanking coming to you!"

As much as he was being shamed with all of this talk about babies, Tommy still found himself extending his small arms out like a toddler to go into daddy's waiting arms. His feelings of needing that comforting big body were stronger right now. Being naked like this helped to reinforce those same feelings of wanting to be controlled and his helplessness overcame any feelings of being a big boy. And even though he was spanked bare bottom, Mommy also had seen him quite naked for baths and when she dressed and undressed him.

He never could get fully over his embarrassment over the exposure of being fully naked rather than just merely bare bottom. Especially when he was being constantly reminded that it was to be considered part of his punishment. All the parents certainly understood this modesty thing with boys of this age, even more so with the boys that were a bit older then Tommy. Some of them as we will see in later chapters, took the exposure issue to even more humiliating levels in very inventive and skilled methods. Understanding the value that it had for enhancing a boy's punishment. The reader must also keep in mind that during this time period, families in general were less open and more modest about issues of nudity then they are today.

So it was with Mrs. Durden method that on the rare occasions that a boy was taken down to the spanking room, they would have to do so naked. Having to stay that way for the duration of whatever punishment they had to take. Not being allowed to get dressed again until they were back upstairs. One thing about being carried by daddy that was a bonus for Tommy besides the fact that it provided him with some security, was that it lessened the amount of time somewhat that his front was exposed to view. Tommy quietly sobbed and sniffled into Mr. Durden's ear all the way to the spanking room, like any little boy would do before their punishment. He was becoming less and less ashamed of crying in front of either of them as the regression was taking its toll.

Once they arrived at the room Tommy was lectured and chided about his babyish behavior by both of them. Mr. Durden taking on a much more active role then before. Tommy stood their naked and in the position that he was taught with hands behind his back, completely exposed, while the scolding went on and on. Now with the two of them involved this only served to prolong the agony of what he knew was going to be a very long punishment session for him.

During the scolding phase, Tommy's sobbing continued unabated. Finally during the later portions of the lecture Mr. Durden brought the wooden spanking chair over so that mommy could sit in it and Tommy know that his spanking was near. She did this final phase of the lecture in a very loving manner by drawing Tommy close to her and putting her hands on his sides, but also occasionally reaching back to put a soft spank on his bare bottom when she wanted to emphasize the important points of the lecture. During this part, Mr. Durden stepped aside and let his wife take over.

"Mommy?, Does it have to be a HARD spanking?"

"Now Tommy, you already know the answer to that question. Anytime it is necessary for you to take a trip down to the spanking room, the spankings always have to be harder then normal for you to learn a good lesson. After you've had a good warm-up by mommy's hand, I'm afraid that I'm going to have to use the hairbrush on your bottom long and hard today! You know that we both love you very much and a session like this is painful for us too. But when your brought down here, your down here for one reason only. That's for punishment! Now I know how much that hairbrush hurts. I still remember when I had to have it used on my little fanny when I was a girl your age. It stings a lot! But when your naughty, like you've been, it is still the best reminder I know of for a boy your age. Now I believe you have something you want to tell your daddy and I before your spanking, Don't you young man!"

Tommy nodded his head. By this time Tommy's pre-spanking confession and act af contrition had reached a much more advanced stage. The Durdens still wanted to hear some key things from him. But rather then to recite some memorized phrase, they wanted him to be a bit more creative with his little speech. The main point being in what he said was to show that he was truly sorry for what he did and that he knew that he deserved to be punished. At first they had to give him some memorized things to say. Then they went through a stage when they were kind of coaching him. Trying to draw out the things from him that they wanted to hear. He was now getting to the point were they were playing less and less of a role, and he was simply able to say most of what they wanted to hear on his own. But having to do so completely naked like this was more embarrassing and made him more nervous then normal. He always started with the same opening line.

"M…M…Mommy and daddy, I…I've been a very n…naughty boy."

The first part was to state what he did wrong.

"I went to bathroom in my pyjamas last night and I wet the bed."

He paused.

"Why Tommy?" Mr. Durden inquired. "B…Because I was too lazy to go pee-pee the night before."

The next part was for him to admit to the need of being punished.

"I feel that I deserve to be p…punished for this mommy. Please punish me in any way that you see fit, because I feel I need it to be a good boy. I need a long hard spanking and my bottom needs to sting and hurt!"

But she wanted him to be more specific in what that punishment is to be.

"And how does this bad boy think that he should be punished ?"

"W…with a good hard spanking with your hand and the h…hairbrush on my bare bottom."

"And do you think that a few good ones on the back of your thighs with the brush will help you to be a better boy Tommy?"

He started to cry again but was able to answer.

"Y…yes m…mommy!"

"Now Tommy, we both know by that by now there are more ways to punish a naughty boy then besides with just a spanking aren't there?"

"Yes mommy."

"Like for example having to stand before the two of us naked before your spanking, you feel like a punished boy, don't you?"

He nodded.

"Since this bed-wetting is considered to be a very serious offense, do you think that you should have to take some of those other punishments as well, Tommy?"

"Yes", he admitted.

"And you're willing to trust mommy and know that I'm capable of deciding what those other punishments should be and that you will cooperate fully with them?"

"Yes ma'am", he tearfully answered.

"So I think you know by now that when it is necessary to bring you down to this room, that there will be a long severe spanking yes, or even more then one spanking, but also there will be other punishments you will have to take before you will be forgiven for what ever it is you have done."

"Now is this naked boy ready for a good long spanking?"

"Y…Yes mommy."

"Then climb right over mommy's knee like a good boy. I'm afraid it will be quite some time before you will be allowed up again, Tommy!"

Tommy quietly did as asked. She was never in a hurry to start the spanking. She wanted him to feel humiliated and vulnerable in his juvenile position even before the spanking began…

— M —

As Mr. Durden looked on, he watched his wife as she meticulously got the naked boy into spanking position, as she always did. Never in a hurry and prolonging the naughty boy's shame. She knew that it wasn't often that he was totally naked across her maternal lap, and she wanted him to remember this occasion for a long time. It was very interesting that nobody had remembered the rubberized spanking apron. Especially when you consider that Tommy was being punished for wetting the bed and thoroughly soaking his boyish pyjamas!

In fact on the third day of Tommy's tenure, during the administration of his routine morning spanking, Tommy had forgotten which cabinet to retrieve the apron from. So in order to make it easier for Tommy the apron was now placed on a wooden peg on the wall, right out in plain view in the living room. Which meant that anyone going into the living room after walking through the front door would easily see it. The question was would anyone be able to figure out what it was used for? The same thing was done to the spanking apron that was kept down in the basement.

The pre-spanking preparations seemed to drag on and on.

About the time the final parts of the scolding were taking place, and those final last, I'm just about ready to soundly spank this cute bare fanny", taps were occurring, a faint knock was heard at the front door.

MMM?, I wonder who that could be?", Mrs. Durden lied to her husband.

It was no accident, the whole incident had been planned. She had called one of the other surrogate parents and planned out the whole shaming incident that was about to happen. Tommy actually felt a small sense of relief thinking perhaps all of his punishment would be postponed. Unfortunately nothing could be further from the truth for the condemned boy.

"Honey. could you see who is at the door, while I give some well deserved attention to this naughty fanny"

"But mommy, they might hear!", Tommy protested.

"Oh, they will do more than just hear young man."

Mrs. Durden retorted as she began the spanking with medium steady smacks. Right from the beginning of the spanking of course, Tommy did his level best to muffle any loud crying or sobs, that whoever was now upstairs might hear. The spanking was underway less than a minute when suddenly the old basement door was noisily opened. Mrs. Durden did not even slow down the spanking on the quickly reddening bare fanny as she glanced up to see who she already knew was there. Tommy of course, from his time honored position could not see. But whoever they were could see him from the top of the stairs and he certainly knew it. It was bad enough that his surrogate parents had seen him naked, but anyone else here seeing him all naked like this was the extreme embarrassment for him. And on top of it he was getting a juvenile spanking. Also coming through the basement door he knew that who ever it was had seen the sign that said "Tommy's Spanking Room". A room aptly named because of the juvenile punishment he was going through right now.

"MOMMY, MOMMY!, please, please stop," the shamed boy cried, kicking and struggling to get up.

"Why my goodness Tommy, surprise, look who decided to drop in. Come on down Renée, Janine and Percy."

Tommy was simply shocked into silence. He could not believe that his gentle mommy was inviting down an entire audience to watch his spanking and punishment. And he was all naked! He was very firmly prevented from getting up and scrambling off his mommy's lap by Mrs. Durden strong arm in his lower back.

"Just where do you think your going young man. Why your bare bottom spanking has just begun."

With nothing left to do but to just lay there and take the continued spanking, his bare fanny really starting to smart from the resumption of the hot spanks, he remorsefully hear four pair of eager footsteps practically race down the stairs. Percy was one thing, but good God Janine was coming down here too, to watch his juvenile spanking. But Tommy wasn't the only red faced boy to be shamed down in that basement that morning, for young Percy had a diaper on! And it was the only thing that he wore too. Nobody even bothered to comment on the fact that Tommy was completely naked and receiving a sound spanking over his mommys knees.

"Why Renée what brings you over this way," Mrs. Durden exclaimed not even slowing down the spanking to the dancing naked fanny. Still a very boyish fanny too.

"Well!, would you believe it. I was giving Percy his morning spanking with my favorite paddle, and the old spanking stick finally broke. Tough little fanny that boy's got, that's for sure."

She said in the direction of Percy's scolding ears.

"Mommy what is that thing ?", Janine said while pointing to the apron on the wall.

"My goodness Tommy! we forgot your spanking apron this morning."

Tommy felt as though he wanted to crawl right under the chair. Finally Mrs. Durden paused in the spanking. But now an even worse thing was happening to him. His mommy was now pulling him up into a sitting position on her ample lap! Up until now at least his front side had been covered. And what made matters even worse he knew that he already had a partial erection, as often happened when he was over mommy's lap for a spanking. As he reached down to cover himself, he couldn't help but notice that his good friend Percy was wearing a diaper! His mouth gaped open in astonishment, when he realized that Renée had made him walk all the way over here in just a baby's diaper. He didn't just live directly across the street either. Tommy lived in the far end cottage on side of the street, and Percy lived in the far end cottage on the opposite side of the street. So it had been quite a long walk for the diapered boy. And with Tommy being just a bit below normal height wise for his age, actually Percy was quite a bit below normal height wise for boys his age. So the two boys despite being a full two years apart, were actually of a similar height. With Percy standing shamefully in his diaper, he actually had the appearance that he was a bit shorter than Tommy.

Normally the basement seemed very spacious, but with seven of them crowded down in the basement, it almost seemed like it was crowded. And it gave the feel that quite a punishment event was in store for these two naughty boys.

Quickly noticing that Tommy was trying to cover his partial erection, Mrs. Durden quickly grabbed Tommy's hands and put them down by his sides. She of course would have none of that.

"There is certainly no need for any false modesty on your part. Everyone down here knows that your being punished by now, you bad little boy."

Tommy felt so ashamed sitting in his mommy's lap like this, the naked boy he was. But he really said a desperate prayer that this terrible bare erection that he still had, would subside! Just about everyone in the basement couldn't help but ti stare at it, as it was now sticking up at a slight angle. Mrs. Drden slightly spread her legs more, which in turn made Tommy's legs come further apart, since his thighs sat directly on top of his mommy's thighs. Thus this brought even more attention to his condition.

Janine of course being at her age very curious of boy's anatomies feasted her eyes like it was her prized possession. Nobody discouraged her. Although he was nearly twoars younger than Percy, Tommy's all bare genitals were slightly larger than Percy. Percy appeared somewhat disinterested, too concerned about his own shame having to be in front of them all in just a baby diaper. H was simply grateful that Tommy's predicament was taking some of the attention from his situation. At least for the time being. His turn would be coming too. He didn't even realize it but the upper part of his legs were dark red just below the tiny diapers he wore from the paddling he had just received. But getting back to the rubber apron…

"Yes the apron…", Mrs. Durden repeated.

Tommy couldn't believe that they had forgotten the apron again! And now they were going to discuss the shameful purpose for it. Oh it was so childish.

"Tommy, I want you to tell are esteemed guests exactly what that apron is called. What it is used for. And finally why, I should have to wear this, especially considering what you did last night. Is that clear young man. And you will so sitting here naked on my lap like the little baby you have been acting like lately."

With a tear or two shamefully trickling down his soft rounded cheek, there was nothing left for him to do but to answer her request.

"Y… yes mommy… It is called m…my s…spanking apron."

The words being spoken in a boyish whisper.

"Yes, that is correct. There is another one upstairs to remind him to behave at all times. Which you obviously haven't been able to do lately have you Tommy ?"

"N…No mommy. I… I haven't." He answered truthfully.

"Very well, Tommy. And I want you to tell everyone here the purpose of that apron."

"So that if I have an accident, I wont make a mess all over mommy's lap."

"Yes, Tommy, a wet mess like you made last night. It certainly looks like Percy here won't be the only one to leave this basement in diapers…", she scolded him.

"But before we get to that stage, I'm afraid that there will have to be quite a bit for you to learn a lesson from before you leave this basement this morning. And if I'm not mistaken Percy has a bit of unfinished business that has to do with his naughty fanny also. So you will be having some company down here. Isn't that right, Renée?" Percy glance up, to see his mommy eagerly nod her head with a rye smile across it. There was an air of excitement as it looked like it was going to be a memorable punishment session that involved both boys.

Tommy felt his little body being turned back over his stern mommy's lap and he certainly knew what that meant.

"Now Tommy, I want you to finish telling these kind people what exactly you did last night to earn this latest basement punishment session. And I want you to do it facing the floor over my knees like a very naughty boy."

"What a second. I nearly forgot, young man. We certainly don't want to forget your spanking apron again. Well your already over my knees ready to learn a sound lesson. Perhaps this time we will make an exception and will use it for the hairbrush portion of your spanking. We certainly will need it when mommy's little helper his stinging this little bottom," she chided him patting his cute rounded fanny.

For the first time since everyone had gotten here, Tommy started to weep loud enough so everyone could plainly hear him. Oh, how he hated that mean old big hairbrush. He was scared to death of it, and for good reason. It packed quite a sting to it. Everything searing stroke. And is was always used on a very well spanked bottom. Not merely a warm-up spanking that proceeded it. He knew that when he was headed for the hairbrush, that the hand spanking was always a long and sound one. He knew that he would be reduced to a kicking, crying well spanked little toddler even before they got to the hairbrush phase. And this time all in front of an audience! Four fast moderate spanks brought in back to the task at hand, right across the meatiest part of his bottom.

"We are all waiting to hear your confession, young man. The reason why we are having this little get together down here this morning. Now tell everyone why it will be quite some time before you deserve to be treated like a bigger boy more your age," she scolded him as five more spanks fell right in a row across the center of his right cheek, this time a bit harder and faster. He could see from the early force that there would be no leniency given to him this morning…

" OW Mommy! OWIE, Ok, OK I'lll tell, I'll tell…"

He pleaded. Hoping he would get a temporary reprieve. Shamefully he began his babyish confession…

"I…I wet the bed last… R…Right in my pyjamas. T…That's why I'm being p…punished."

A quick confession at best. But of course his mommy wasn't going to let him off that easily. Taking advantage of the witnesses, she looked to prolong the scolding. But first five fast hard spanks in a row to the center of the left cheek.

"Oh mommy. Oh… It hurts…", Tommy cried already starting to wiggle around. And he knew that the main part of the spanking was yet to begin.

"Yes imagine, wetting the bed at your age. So I dont want to hear SMACK! … anything … SPANK! … more about… SMACK!, SMACK! … you being… SMACK!… a big boy… SPANK, SPANK, SMACCKKKK!. Big boys dont wet there pyjamas do they ?"

"No, M…MOMMY…" Tommy cried as now the spanking was starting to pick up without as many pauses.

"And it was a full wetting wasn't it. Now tell everyone that it was a full wetting. You were soaked. Everything was so soaked. What a mess you made for your mommy…"

Tommy knew he had better answer as embarrassing as this was getting…

"Yes m…mommy a full wetting!"

As the spanking continued randomly all over his rapidly, reddening, bouncing, little fanny.

"Oh mommy please! Please stop… MY bottom MY BOTTOM. OHHH."

The spanking was well underway now and he was getting a good one. But he did his level best to keep his hands away from his hot little fanny. It would be even more childish if he had to have them restrained in front of everyone.

Meanwhile while the spanking and scolding seemed to go on and on, All this talk about wetting the bed had gotten to Percy looking on in his diaper. He had to go too! Oh not now he thought. Why now… He had to go badly. But he just couldn't. Because if he did, even a little bit, he knew that he was required to let Janine know right away. That he had to tell her verbally out loud that he had wet his diaper and ask her to change it for him. He had gotten a little bit used to the routine by now. But he hadn't as yet had to ask her in front of a group of people. He just couldn't do that! In horror he felt himself go, just a little bit into the diaper. But he also knew that his paddling was going to be finished right after Tommy's. So he reasoned that to do that they would have to take off his diaper to spank him. They certainly weren't going to do it over his diaper. That way he would then already have the diaper off. True he would then have to ask Janine to take him to go to the bathroom, because his bathroom privileges were still suspended. That would be very humiliating to do in front of all of them to. But it still would be a lot better than having to say that he wet his diaper like a big baby and then probably have it changed in front of everyone! He knew that was how Renée would make him do it too. On the other hand if they noticed that the diaper was a little damp, and that he failed to tell him about it, he could expect very severe punishment then. In fact he had remembered that mommy had mentioned the cane!, the next time he failed to tell them when he wet his diaper.

As Tommy's long sound spanking continued, it may not matter anyway, he had to go pretty bad! He looked on in amazement as Tommy's spanking continued. His whole wiggling little fanny was all red, and now was starting on the back of his legs now too. Tommy was now almost continuing crying. His occasional pleading getting harder to make out what he was trying to say. He could tell from the excited looks on all the spectators, that neither one of them were going to spared either punishment or humiliation on this morning. He glanced down at the floor not bearing to look at his friend's red hot fanny anymore and beginning to worry about his own fanny. His turn was coming. Finally after another minute or so he heard the relentless spanks end. Tommy was still loudly sobbing even well after it stopped. Percy actually hoped they would deal with him next, if he could just get to that bathroom. He got his wish because there was always that time in between the hand spanking and the painful application of the hairbrush for tommy to reflect and think about what he still had coming, and for some additional penance. So Percy would be next.

They didn't have to rush the discipline session. But they didn't have all the time in the world either as both boys had school that day. School sitting on very hard wooden chairs. And there was always the chance that there bare fannies would incur additional punishment while there. So Tommy was allowed his usual long crying break over mommies' knees before he found himself being hauled to his feet by a strong gripped mommy. Heedless of his modesty in front of everyone, his hands rushed back to rub the burning sting out of his red fanny cheeks. They only got about half way there before they were summarily slapped away by his mommy.

"No rubbing, you naughty boy… You certainly know better than that. Get those hands of yours to your sides."

Tommy was left to perform a shameless dance in front of his audience. Shuffling from foot to foot and wiggling his hot fanny all around. Janine was somewhat disappointed to see that Tommy's erection had subsided. It looked so funny she thought when it stuck straight out, waving in the air. One the initial sting started to subside a little Tommy became much more aware of his nudity in front of everyone. He didn't dare cover up though, he knew by now that this aspect was a part of his continuing punishment. And all eyes were glued to him as if he was some kind of spectacle. Except for poor Percy of course. He knew that his time was shortly at hand.

Mrs. Matlack ran over some options quickly in her mind as to what to do with Tommy's normal penance period between his just finished hand spanking, and the much greater severity of the hairbrush. She considered having him stand facing the corner, either holding the rubber spanking apron, or putting it on top of his head. Another option was to hold the hairbrush behind his back reminding him of what he still had to come yet. She often did this in these multi-stage type spankings. Make the boy hold the implement before the next spanking. The implement had to remain high enough up on his back so as not to block the view of his reddened childish bottom from the previous spanking. Of course there was "stool time", but that normally was reserved for after hairbrushing segments when the naughty bottom was sorer. There were some different sized stools and interesting variations for that. Tommy by now had been through just about all of them at one time or another. Mrs Durden finally opted for a kneeling position in the corner on this occasion. Tommy was certainly familiar with the position for it.

Meanwhile Tommy's semi post spanking dance had subsided somewhat. Even though at the moment he wasn't being lectured or scolded he still knew better than to cover up his exposed front side.

"All right Tommy, stop making such a fuss. You know you have quite a blistering still coming from the hairbrush. At that point I will allow you to carry on and dance about. I afraid you really won't have much of a choice after that hairbrush is finished with your bare fanny. First before we get to your hairbrushing, I'm going to want you to do a little penance for me, while we attend to your diapered friend."

Of course Tommy knew what the term "penance" meant. It meant doing cornertime or some variation of it in at times a very uncomfortable and uncompromising position.

"I want your naughty fanny in your corner, kneeling."

Tommy sighed audible despite the pain in his bottom. Kneeling was one of the corner positions that he hated. It was such a exposing and submissive position. Though his stern mommy was not the severest corporal punisher at Cordova, she was the queen of "penance time."

Just like most of her variations of "cornertime," "kneeling" and a certain ritual and procedure to it. First the small naked, chastened boy went directly over to the specially designed punishment corner. His little corner not far from the curiosity of his audience's view. First he had to turn on a special pencil shaped light that was put there to bring attention to his predicament. Then he walked over to a near-by counter and took from the table-top a specially designed "Kneeling rug". It was about two feet [60 cm] long and one foot [30 cm] wide. It also had two large painted yellow circles near the two far sides.

It would have been a bit too painful to have a boy kneeling directly on the concrete floor of the basement. Thus the purpose of the rug. The rug however, was very thin and did not provide a whole lot of comfort to a boy's aching knees. Once Tommy had the rug laid down in the corner, he had to then kneel on the rug in such a fashion that each one of his small knees were inside of the large yellow circles. This had the effect of making sure is legs were spread wide apart. One that was accomplished, the still crying boy, placed both of his hands behind his back, making sure that they were just above his sore spanked bottom. It was torture enough having to put his hands that close to his stinging fanny, but of course not being able to rub it. He only hoped his duration in the corner, in this very discomforting position would be a short one. Though the large scary hairbrush did await him.

There were a couple of rules associated with the position of course. There was the usual room about remaining very still and face the corner at all times. Of course he was not allowed to lean back on his heals taking the pressure off of his sore knees. And he was not allowed to lean forward and rest his nose against the wall. He had to kneel up straight.

As the two mothers turned their attentions toward Percy, Tommy made a crucial mistake thinking he wasn't being noticed. He thought he would chance a quick rub of his throbbing hot bottom with his right hand. Unfortunately, he was caught out of the corner of her eye by his mommy.

"TOMMY!, I saw that young man. You have been warned and punished for rubbing your spanked bottom before. I can't belief that you would try to get away with this once again. I think those hands of your need a little reminder to stay where they belong."

"Please mommy, it was only a quick rub… I wont do it again, I promise."

"Tommy your silly pleading is only going to earn you extra punishment. Now why are you still kneeling there in the corner. You know the penalty for rubbing, so get moving."

The curious onlookers watched as they saw the defeated boy rise and walk across the room to get the hand strap off the hook from the wall. Obediently, the naked boy walked back and handed the hand strap meekly over to his mommy. Silently, he stood before his angry mommy, his hands at his sides. She ran the strap through her other hand as she gave him her scoldiest glance.

"It's going to be 15 hard ones on each this time my boy. Right hand first, palm out, now!"

The boy did as asked without protest. He closed his eyes, not bearing to look. But he certainly felt each of the five fiery strokes across his open palm. He struggled against the temptation to close his hand, so he would not take the strap across the knuckles.

"Left hand! Palm in a completely open position. Don't move," she commanded.

He felt an equal sting in the left hand.

"Keep that right hand away from your side. I dont want to see you even consider rubbing that naughty hand of yours until this hand spanking is over. This is what naughty boy hands get! Now the right hand again, quickly, right out. Hold that hand still. Don't you dare move it."

Another five fiery strokes in a row on the stinging palm. It had him desperately wanting to flinch.

"Left hand, again!"

The strokes were not babied either. And the pain from the strap was cumulative. The same procedure was repeated, five more strokes on each hot palm, before it was over.

"You may rub now, but not on your bottom. That part of your lesson is over. Let us all hope that you have learned from it. The next time it will be 20 on each hand."

Tommy violently rubbed his little hands together, on his sides. Anything to relieve the smart from those painful palms. But still his lesson was not over for the rubbing infraction. Basically his mommy had two options for dealing with it. One was to tie his wrists behind his back with a small cord. His hands would have to remain tied behind his back for sometime, even after they left the basement. The second option, and the one used on this occasion, was to send him back to his kneeling penance, only this time kneeling right on his stinging spanked palms. This was a great way to prevent any further rubbing of his fanny. Although it was certainly more painful it would be over more quickly than having his hands tied behind his back… In this position he was allowed to lean forward with his nose right against the wall.

Now with Tommy being taken care of for the time being, it was finally young Percy's time to face the music. It was now Renée who spoke with vigor…

"You have just seen your young friend spanked, you naughty boy. I can assure you that it is only a small sample of what is still due your bottom. Front and center, young man. You won't be needing that diaper for the time being. We need to get that fanny all bare…"

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