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Date: Wed, 20 Mar 2002 16:10:11 -0500
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St: Billy Goes to Margate (t/M, b/M, t/t, spank, ageplay, sex)

The following story is fiction.  It contain scenes of domination,
spankings and sex.  If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if
you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

I tried to write this story in English, rather than my usual American
because it is set in the United Kingdom.  So, e.g., "fag" is either a
cigarette or an English public school boy who acts as servant to an
older schoolmate while "bird" is the term for girl like the American
"chick".

Thanks to Paul Crewe who created the Happy Holidays Guest House in his
story on Jimka for permission for my characters to spend a week there.
Thanks also to Paul, Edward Bangor (on ASSGM) and Vincent (on Jimka) who
turned my American into English.  You can get a map at
http://getamap.ordnancesurvey.co.uk/getamap/  (search for Margate) to
see where my characters play.

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited
without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if
complete including the copyright notice.

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions.    This story is for Billy.

Billy Goes to Margate
By
Y. Lee Coyote

Billy, most carefully and correctly dressed in a white dress shirt with
a red-striped tie, navy blue blazer, short grey school shorts,
blue-striped knee socks (neatly folded over), shoes (well polished) and
a school cap, was sitting quietly watching the countryside whiz past as
the train thundered to Margate on the North Sea coast.  Next to him was
his mother, Ms. Erica Kingsley, in a well tailored business suit reading
a financial magazine.  It was holiday time and they were going to spend
a week relaxing and enjoying the pleasures of the coast resort town.  It
was Friday and they had left directly from work where mummy was the
Chief Executive Officer and Billy was the office boy.  Although he
looked, acted and was treated like a pre-teenager he was actually in his
thirties.

 From the station they took a taxi to the Happy Holidays Guest House
where they had reservations starting on Friday because another guest had
to depart early.  The owner/manager, Mr. Collins, had his nephew and
assistant, Mark, show then to their room where they just had time to
drop their bags and wash up before returning for dinner downstairs.  Ms.
Kingsley was most impressed by the order of everything.  This was far
above the usual standards for guest houses.  Although Margate was not
quite the place it had been years ago, Ms. Kingsley wanted the special
atmosphere of the HHGH that she had heard about.

Billy noticed that there were several young teens in the dining room and
hoped that he would be able to play with them.  Ms. Kingsley was
surprised at the constant arguing at the next table between a mother and
her two children; Sally and her older brother Kenneth who was just a day
from his fourteenth birthday.  The woman ordered cake and coffee for
herself, cake a la mode for Sally and an OTK spanking for Kenneth.
"Mother, please not here in the dining room." pleaded the youth.

"Kenneth John Smith you have been difficult all day and quite impossible
now at dinner.  I have warned you about this several times."

"Yes, mother." said Kenneth quietly for he knew that further discussion
was pointless.  Billy could see his unhappiness in his face.

"Mark, will you please do the honours with the small paddle when
everyone is served.

"Of course, Ma'am."  Mark took the rest of the dessert orders and soon
was serving everyone.  He placed a leather paddle in front of Kenneth
who just stared with unbelieving horror at it, knowing what was about to
happen to him.  He no longer was thinking of going with Mary to the
beach party.  Even if he was not grounded, after being spanked on the
bare bum in front of her he knew he could not face her.

All too soon, Mark returned.  "Kenneth, I believe that you had a special
order."

Kenneth has been there a week and knew that he must now ask for what he
did not want at all.  "Yes, sir."  (Although Mark was less than three
years older, he could not call him by name in this situation.)  "Please
use this paddle to spank me for my terrible conduct all day and at
dinner."  In a strange way, that made Kenneth feel less bad.  At least
he was able to appear to have a semblance of control of his own
punishment.

Kenneth got up and Mark moved his chair away from the table and sat
down.  Kenneth then stood by his side with the paddle.  Mark opened
Kenneth's shorts and they fell to his ankles.  One quick yank and his
pants followed.  Rather than stand fully exposed, Kenneth quickly laid
down over Mark's lap and held the paddle up.  Mark took it and patted
the target.  He then raised it and brought it down hard on the target.
Billy was totally shocked at this public spanking.  Although he
regularly got spanked by his mother with others around, it was not in
front of strangers.

WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!

Mark paused for a few seconds and then repeated the action.

WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!

He raised Kenneth up and pulled up his pants and shorts much to
Kenneth's relief.  After he returned both Kenneth and the chair to his
table, he asked: "May he have dessert, ma'am.?"

They both looked at Kenneth's mom who nodded.  Mark looked at Kenneth.
"Chocolate cake and milk, please."

"Very good, sir." said Mark trying to make the other youth feel better.
He remembered how he felt after he was spanked in this very room; he
particularly recalled the several times that it was unjustly done.

When Mark served Kenneth he also brought a note from Mary.  Kenneth
thought carefully after reading it and then asked his mother for
permission to fulfill his obligation to escort Mary this evening as
previously arranged.  (Permission was granted but that is another
story.)

Ms. Kingsley stopped worrying.  She knew that she had come to the right
place.  Billy was definitely awed at what had happened.  He was
frequently spanked usually by his mother or the women she had watching
him but never by a stranger.  Billy was very quiet as he finished his
dessert for he was thinking how it would be nice to have someone like
Mark or Kenneth in charge of him.

Of course, there was not any opportunity to try to make friends for
mummy insisted on returning to the room immediately after supper.  While
Billy unpacked his bag and put his things into the chest and closet very
neatly, mummy showered and put on a simple house dress.  Then she
completely undressed Billy and lead him down the hall to the bathroom
and his bath.  She washed him carefully and allowed him just two minutes
to play in the tub.  "We must be considerate of others, Billy." she
explained.  After drying him she lead him back to their room and put his
pj's on him.  Neither of them took notice that several of the kids were
laughing at him being naked in the hall.  They did, however, take note
of the paddle and cane hanging in the room.  Ms. Kingsley was quite
impressed.  Billy was a little nervous.  He got into bed super fast when
ordered.

Saturday morning after breakfast, they went to the beach.  Billy was
allowed to remove his play shorts and T-shirt leaving him in just his
tight bathing briefs.  He had lots of fun both on the beach and in the
water.  After eating lunch provided by the HHGH, since mummy did not
ever buy promenade food, Billy took a nap to wait out the hour before he
might go back into the water.

It was then that Ms. Kingsley's mobile phone rang.  It was her executive
assistant, Mrs. Johnston, with important news.  Erica would have be in
Brussels for a series of meetings with a very important client starting
Monday morning.  She immediately knew that she would have to go.  Of
course, that meant that Billy would be so very disappointed.  She went
on that she would not even get a refund on the accommodations for who
could she get to watch Billy in Margate.  The assistant suggested that
maybe her own son fifteen year old son, Chester, would like the job.
Ms. Kingsley liked the idea and told her to speak to Chester offering to
pay handsomely.

A minute later the assistant was in her sons' room asking him about it.
Chester knew Billy and that he was a different sort of boy in that he
did not seem to grow up for he had been the office boy since he himself
was a little boy.  The high pay for being at the beach instead of in hot
London quickly got the youth to accept the job.  It did not hurt any
that there would not be any household chores to detract from the job
since they would be staying in the HHGH.  It was then that Ricky,
Chester's twelve (almost) year old brother, chimed in: "I want to go to
the beach also."

The normal family discussion ensued and Chester thought he would end it
with a simple question seemingly directed at their mother: "And what
happens when Ricky is naughty?"

Ricky surprised both his brother and mother with an instant answer: "You
spank me."  Although it would be doubtful that Ricky would have accepted
such a condition imposed by his parents, he was now honour bound to obey
his brother.  It was very clear that he really did want to go to the
beach even at the price of obeying his big brother.  Of course, he never
really expected that his brother would actually spank him.

"Very well, boys, I'll check with Erica if it is OK."

The arrangements were quickly made.  Chester and Ricky would take an
afternoon train from Victoria station.  Ms. Kingsley would return on the
next train so that she could go to the office in the morning and then
take the train to Brussels in the evening with her assistant.  Mr.
Collins had agreed to keep an extra watchful eye on the three boys as
_in loco parentis_ and provide a cot in the room.  (Because of the
lateness of her booking, they only had one of the smaller rooms which
normally slept two.)

Billy was glad that he would not have to return to London and be watched
by old Mrs. Butterworth but would stay in Margate.  Ms. Kingsley then
explained that Chester was coming to stay with him.  "Do you remember
Mrs. Johnston's son who you met in the office, Billy?"

"Oh, yes, mummy.  I like Chester and his brother Ricky."  Billy was
overjoyed for he wanted to be watched by a male rather than by all those
females (usually ancient) that his mother usually selected.  And this
male was young just like in his dreams.  Not old enough to be a man yet,
a youth in secondary school, a school boy.  Yes, a BOY like he dreamed
about being in charge; like a big brother even.

Mr. Kingsley decided to meet Chester and Ricky at the station.  Billy
was very anxious for Chester to arrive and she was anxious to return as
soon as possible to London.  Billy was watching very intently as the
passengers detrained.  "There's Chester, mummy." exclaimed Billy, "And
Ricky is with him."

Ms. Kingsley gave Chester a long set of instructions most of which
Chester did not care about since they were most standard things.  He was
interested in that Mr. Collin would provide any assistance that he
needed and, most importantly, was holding their spending money for him
like a private banker.  The other item was that Billy, alas, needed to
be spanked frequently and he should not hesitate in his duty.  She kept
at instructions until it was time for her train and the boys walked to
the HHGH.

As you can imagine, Chester and his brother were quite surprised by the
encouragement of CP at the HHGH.  Ricky wasted no time in firmly
declaring that a caning was not spanking.  Billy was most thrilled to be
in Chester's care and to have playmates.  After dinner Chester took his
two charges for a short walk on the promenade before the sun set.  Ricky
tried to convince his brother to go to the end but a simple reminder
that it was almost Billy's bedtime and a promise that they would go
tomorrow (along with a query about wanting a spanking) got him to stop.
Billy was not so easily placated.

Billy kept pulling eastward as Chester pulled him westward back to the
HHGH.  After a couple of minutes, Chester had enough.  He walked
(dragging the uncooperative Billy) to the side of the promenade and sat
down.  "Billy, your behavior is unacceptable."  Billy did not expect
such strictness from a youth and stood frozen as Chester yanked down his
shorts and pants prior to pulling him over his lap.  Billy was easily
held in place and immediately felt Chester's hand striking his bottom;
striking it very hard.

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!

"You asked for this, Billy."

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!

Billy's initial objections and pleas and promises of good behavior were
quickly replaced by sobs and then bawling as Chester continued to spank
his charge hard.  Ricky watched as his big brother spanked Billy being
very glad that he was not being spanked.  He also wondered if he should
have suggested that his brother could spank him.  Billy managed to kick
off his shorts and pants as he was being spanked and Ricky picked them
up.

When Chester decided that Billy had enough, he stopped spanking him and
stood him up.  He took him by the hand and started to walk back to the
HHGH.  Ricky did not need any instruction to follow along with his big
brother, who was spanking-angry, and his half-naked, crying charge.  As
they entered the HHGH Mr. Collins greeted them.  Chester felt that he
deserved an explanation so he stated that Billy had been a bit willful.

Upstairs, Chester told Ricky to shower, brush and get to bed while he
bathed Billy.  With his bottom fire hot, Billy was quite cooperative as
Chester washed him quickly and roughly.  His request to play was
immediately rejected as he had spent the time being spanked.  Back in
their room Billy brushed his teeth and wee-weed before being put into
the cot in the room.  (Ricky had taken one twin bed and Chester the
other because he was in charge.)  Before getting into bed Billy fetched
Henry, his teddy bear, from the cupboard.  He insisted that the other
two say goodnight to Henry.

Chester went downstairs to mingle a bit.  Ricky listened as Billy told
Henry about his day and how he would have to be good because Chester
spanked him ever so hard on his bare bum.  He also confessed that he
earned the hard spanking.

Sunday morning three anxious lads were there for breakfast at 8 sharp
which was early as possible.  There was lots to go see and do.  Of
course, there was the beach but also Dreamland Fun Park with four roller
coasters, the pier and lots of cliffs.  And in case of rain, the cinema.
After breakfast Chester got some money from his personal banker, Mr.
Collins, and they were off.  They wandered along the beach of 'the bay'
and then to the gates of Dreamland at opening time.  Each of the lads
felt that everything was special.  Chester for he was in charge; Ricky
because it was more fun being with his brother (especially without his
mates about) than his parents and Billy for he knew that Chester would
be more adventurous than mummy.

There were lots of rides and things to do in Dreamland.  Billy
especially liked the dodgems for he sat with Chester and steered as
Chester operated the pedals.  It so much fun bumping into other cars and
even being bumped.  They did lot of things and always together except
the big, fast scary roller coaster.  Billy was not tall enough to ride
and Ricky volunteered to watch him to hide the fact that he was a bit
scared.  The two promised to wait in one place while Chester had, in
Billy's words, the big boys' ride.

It was when Chester went back the waiting place he realized that he had
made a mistake.  His two charges were not there.  He started to look
about when he saw Ricky pulling Billy back to the meeting place.  Ricky
explained as they started to watch the coaster, Billy ran off and he
went after him.  It took a couple of minutes to drag him back.  "Billy,
what do you have to say?"  Billy had nothing to say and just hung his
head in shame.  "You caused both of us trouble, young man.  Fortunately
Ricky was able to get you back here before I had to report you lost."

Chester and Ricky both with a tight grip on Billy walked over to a small
rest area and sat down.  Chester started to dig in his pack among the
towels, sun block and lunch for something.  He pulled out the small
paddle from the HHGH.  "After what you did last night I though we might
need this."  Billy gulped when he saw it.  Chester handed it to Ricky
who smiled.  He pulled Billy to him and then pulled down his shorts and
pants.  As he pulled him over his lap to give his very first spanking a
couple of people stopped to watch.  Ricky took a good grip on Billy's
waist and raised the paddle.

SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!
SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!  SMACK!!

Billy's bum turned bright red and he was crying after only a few smacks.
"Just another six, Rick." suggested Chester.  Ricky was smart enough to
follow instructions.  After all the paddle was very handy.  Ricky also
felt very grown up for his big brother called him 'Rick' without the 'y'
in obvious recognition of his proper behavior and he had administered
his first real punishment spanking.  With Billy standing at the end of
the table, with his bum cooling off they had their picnic lunch.

Billy was a very good and obedient boy for the rest of the day.  Inside
he knew that Chester and Rick would be very strict with him and he liked
that.  It was somehow different than when his mother did it.

On Monday the boys went exploring.  There were lots of things to
investigate since the coast was very rocky with cliffs.  When Chester
got his allowance from his personal "banker" he was cautioned to be very
careful and only go swimming where there were life guards on duty.
Agreement was automatic in the way of adolescents not really listening
to their parents or substitutes.  They were very happy exploring for
most of the morning and by the time the sun had passed the zenith, they
were quite hot and sweaty.  They had also got to the east end of Fulsam
rock where they could get to the water.

Billy was really having fun this day.  He was with other boys and could
run and climb and get dirty unlike when he was with his mother.
Childish enthusiasm overwhelmed him and he quickly stripped to his swim
suit and dashed into the water yelling: "Last one in is a rotten egg."

Ricky was caught up in the excitement and also stripped and went into
the water.  "This is great, Chester.  It's so cool."  In just seconds
Chester was also in the water.

What none of them saw was that Mark was passing.  He diverted himself
from his daily jog and ran down to the waterline.  He called the three
of them out of the water.  Chester was very chagrined at being lectured
and chastised by a teen not even two years his senior.  The dangers of
the undertow were discussed and that another guest, Mr. Farthingworth
had also seen them in the water.  Mark was certain the his uncle would
be duly informed and Chester would certainly be punished at dinner.
Unless; unless he was punished now.

As little as he wanted to be punished, Chester quickly decided that
getting it from Mark now was probably better than later from Mr. Collins
which probably would be in the dining room in front of all the other
guests.  At Mark's direction, he removed his briefs and bent over
resting his hands on a rock.  Mark picked up one of  his own trainers
and wacked it against the rock to get the sand off.  Then he tested his
position and began.

WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!
WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!
WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!

Chester's bum was flaming red-hot when Mark stopped after the twenty
rapid-fire hard blows.  "Now remember, swim in the life guard duty
sections only." said Mark as he went off.

"You took that very well, Chester." Ricky said as he handed his brother
his swim suit and shorts.

Chester looked at Ricky very sternly and asked: "You knew you should not
have gone swimming here?"  Ricky could not lie to his brother and
nodded.  Chester sat (very gingerly) on the same rock that he just
leaned on and patted his lap.  Ricky gulped as he remembered what he had
said a couple of days before.  He bravely lay down over his brother's
lap.  Chester took hold of his swim suit and pulled it down.  He admired
the nice smooth curves of the young bum that he had never seen before
from this angle.  He then patted his little brother's bum before
starting to spank him.

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!

Ricky was feeling his brother's wrath as each spank sent a message to
his brain.  He tried the think of other things but the hail of

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!
SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!

prevented his mind from wandering even a little bit.  He was forced to
focus on the pain in his bottom.  He wished that this was over.  He
promised to be good and listen.  But the spanking continued.

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!
SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!

Ricky could not help himself and started to sob.  He had hoped that he
would not cry; like his brother had not cried, but he could not help
himself.  The tears started and he was lost.  He really did not notice
that the spanks had stopped nor that his brother had stood him up and
was holding him while he cried.  It must have been more than ten minutes
that he cried before he stopped and realized the changes.  This was his
first spanking in many years and although his bum hurt his heart did not

"Billy.  Get over here." was the next thing he heard.  Through his teary
eyes he watched as Billy was taken over Chester's lap, stripped of his
swim suit and spanked.  He almost felt sorry for Billy who started to
cry on the fourth spank until he remembered that he was the cause of it
by dashing into the water.  True he did not have to follow but he had.

SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!
SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!  SPANK!!

The sound of the spanks caught his attention as he watched Billy's bum
turn bright painful red hot.  By now Billy's crying had turned into the
bawling of a baby.  Billy was such a baby.  By the time that Billy had
stopped bawling and then stopped crying everyone was dry and they put on
their clothes.  They continued their explorations but were careful to
stay out of the water.  They returned early to the HHGH.

Tuesday the weather changed and it rained all day.  Since it was not a
day to wander on the beach or explore the area, they did what Ms.
Kingsley had suggested they do, had left the money for them to do and
that the boys did not want to do -- go to the Margate Museum which
featured local exhibits of nothing and the Grotto.  The Shell Grotto,
was an eighteenth century underground grotto covered in shells reached
by a tunnels of probably greater interest.  They managed to complete
their visits in record time in order to get to the late matinee showing
of an exciting James Bond flick at the cinema before supper.

Wednesday they went exploring inland since the sea was still very rough
for a few hours and then more time in Dreamland.  Billy was very happy
with the carousal, the dodgems and the scenic railway.  Billy was now
well behaved enough that they could leave him alone for the couple of
minutes it took for a Ladybird roller coaster.  Although Ricky wanted to
do it again, Chester knew that they had to get back to Billy before he
ran off.

In the evening after Chester had put both Billy and Ricky to bed, he and
Mark went to the beach dance.  "We'll do better together since the birds
tend to come in pairs." explained Mark about his anxiousness to have
company.  (His mates were not happy with his early curfew because of his
job.)  They spoke to a few and in less then a half hour Mark was
disgusted at the few birds that were there.  Then they spotted a couple
of sexy ones and managed to get to dance real close.  The aggressiveness
of the birds surprised them and soon they were having a secret _tete a
tete_ immediately followed by a little walk to a dark alley between two
nearby streets.  Although dark it was not dangerous.  The girls made an
offer, lots of kissing provided that they kept their hands to
themselves.  Then after more than half hour of intense face-sucking, the
birds called a halt and said they were going.  A few seconds later they
were gone.

As you can easily imagine both Chester and Mark each had a major case of
blue balls.  They could not go back to the dance because of the spots on
their pants.  Reluctantly, they returned to the HHGH just before ten.
Mr. Collins greeted them and duly noted that Mark was just within his
curfew time.

Mark jumped at the opportunity for he knew that Chester was late.
"Uncle, Chester is late." he said before his uncle could.  "Shall I deal
with him upstairs where it won't disturb the other guests."  Mr. Collins
quickly agreed not really feeling that Chester was really naughty as Ms.
Kingsley was unduly strict and Mark would probably go easy on him.  Mark
had other ideas.

Chester innocently went along with the idea.  Up in the privacy of the
attic Mark brandished the cane from his own wall and the large paddle he
had taken from the front desk.  "Your arse is MINE, mate." he chortled.
Chester was aghast.  He reluctantly stripped at Mark's command when the
possibilities of Mr. Collins' anger would probably mean a much stricter
punishment.  Mark placed a towel on his bed and Chester lay over it with
his butt over the edge.  Once he was in position Mark told him that he
would not use the cane but only the paddle if he cooperated.  As Chester
was agreeing, Mark also stripped.  Then he explained that Chester would
get extras if he came while being paddled.

WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!  WHACK!!

Chester's bum took on a nice rosy glow as he gripped the far edge of the
bed and clenched his teeth.  He was determined to be macho.  He was
surprised when Mark stopped for he felt his hand on his bum.  "I want to
check the damage, Chester.  Just be still."  What Chester did not see
was that Mark had rolled a condom onto his very hard shaft.  He did feel
Mark's fingers probing and gently rubbing all of his bottom even his
hole.  Then he was penetrated by the well greased finger.  Chester did
not realize that Mark soon had three fingers in his hole but just that
the probing was pleasurable; a lot more than the paddle.

Mark then withdrew his fingers as Chester was moaning and quickly
replaced them with his cock.  In a couple of minutes he was vigorously
thrusting in and out and then exploded relieving his case of blue balls.
Chester was still in shook at being unexpectedly screwed rather than
being paddled more and just savored the sensations.

Mark certainly could continue but he wanted to make Chester totally
happy.  He withdrew and rolled Chester over.  He noted that Chester had
not come although there was definite sign of pre- come on the towel.
Mark dropped to his knees and took Chester's vibrant oozing shaft into
his mouth.  Again Chester was surprised and just accepted the wonderful
feelings and soon exploded into Mark's mouth.

"Oh, that was so wonderful." said Chester when he could speak again.
Mark just guided Chester to his still rampant cock.  "Do me, mate." and
Mark obliged.

"A lot better than blue balls, eh, mate?" asked Mark and Chester agreed
as he went off to bed.

Thursday they explored and went to the beach and had lots of fun.  They
visited the lighthouse and saw the actual light and watched the ships
come and going from London via the Thames.  Back at the HHGH, Mark
fielded the call from Ms. Kingsley.  She was returning from Brussels and
was going to be back in Margate that evening and wanted to know if
Chester and Ricky could stay to have a day by themselves.  Mark knew
that there were not any rooms vacant but arranged to call her back after
he spoke to his uncle.  Mark was very well aware that he must never even
risk offending the [paying] guests and certainly preferred to let his
uncle handle such unpleasant tasks rather than risk a caning.

A couple of hours later Mark told his uncle the details and made a
suggestion.  There was one place left in the HHGH that they could
accommodate another guest that was not already rented and would not
violate the fire codes.  Ricky could stay with Billy and his mother in
their room while Chester could stay with him.  Of course, Chester would
have to agree.  Mr. Collins was quite happy with the idea and praised
Mark for with coming up with a very innovative solution.  He did not
know of Mark's ulterior motives -- Chester was a good shag.  Of course,
with the weekend turnover of guests, Mark did not have any time to go
bird hunting.

At dinner Ms. Kingsley managed to show her displeasure at Billy: he did
not recall the museum well enough, was not dressed neat enough nor was
he quiet enough.  Like she saw on her first night in the HHGH, she
ordered a paddle for Billy rather than a proper dessert.  Billy was
totally crestfallen and both Chester and Ricky understood also having
been told about Billy's first evening and seeing several paddlings
during their stay.

"Ms. Kingsley may I make a suggestion."  Chester said and continued
immediately.  "Rather than disturbing the other guests and making extra
work for the staff, I could spank Billy in the room."

Surprisingly, Ms. Kingsley turned pensive but did not say anything until
Mark appeared with the desserts and the paddle.  "Young man, please
bring my son some jelly.  Chester will spank him in our room after
dinner."

A little later Chester proposed that he take care of Billy while his
mother enjoyed another cup of tea.  He lead him off by the hand to the
privacy of the room.  Once there he stripped his young acting charge and
took him to the bathroom for a quick wash in the tub.  Back in the room
he hauled Billy over his lap and was almost through spanking him when
Ms. Kingsley came in.  Billy was crying as a little boy should while
being spanked.

SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!

Billy was now bawling.  Chester stopped the spanking and comforted him a
little bit and then put him into the corner with his hands on his head.
Ms. Kingsley could not help but to admire how her son's bum was glowing
bright red.  "I've also given him his bath, ma'am, so he's ready for bed
whenever you say so."  With that Chester collected his clothes for the
next day and toilet kit and took them to Mark's room in the attic.
Ricky was not happy being treated as a little baby boy by Ms. Kingsley.

Because Mr. Collins was concerned that Mark would get his proper sleep,
he required that Chester adhere to Mark's schedule.  Chester found the
cane hanging in Mark's room both seductively fascinating and terrifying.
The canes at the HHGH were the only ones he had seen.  Mark fully
understood Chester's quandary for he had been through it himself.
"There is only one way to find out about that cane, Chester." he said
definitely.  "Only one way, mate."

He paused a bit and Chester continued to handle the implement.  "My
uncle has taught me how to use it." and again he paused.

"You'll regret not knowing how it really feels."

"You cheated me out of paddling Billy at dinner.  That was very naughty,
boy."

That did the trick.  "Yes, sir.  I'm sorry, sir." he said and handed to
cane to Mark.

"You've earned six of the best, young man." Mark said sharply.  "Assume
the position."  Chester leaned over the bed with his rump sticking up.
Then he heard the swosh of the cane as Mark swing it at him and the
Thwack!! as it connected and seared his bum.  He had never felt anything
like that before.  And then there was a second swosh and Thwack!!
another red-hot iron bar seared into his bottom.

Chester wanted to stop this but he couldn't.  He knew that millions of
other boys had survived this ordeal.  Thwack!!  He was sure that he
would survive also.  Thwack!!  That was four.  This was far worse than
any spanking he had ever gotten.  Thwack!!  Just one more now.  Mark was
making him wait while he rolled a condom on his rampant shaft.  Thwack!!

Mark admired his handy work -- six equally spaced parallel lines covered
Chester's bum.  "Stay still, boy." he ordered.  He stepped closer and
pushed a glob of lube on the exposed hole and pressed forward.  As he
grabbed Chester hips he commanded: "Push back, boy."  Then he was in and
Chester was his again.  Marked loved the felling of power as much as he
hated how his uncle had crushed and rebuilt him in the last year.  As he
was shagging, Chester screwed back at him and exploded first without his
dick being touched.  Seconds later he filled the condom with a huge
load.  They slept together after Chester admired the marks on his
bottom.

Friday morning Ricky told Chester that they had better get away from
Billy's Mom.  She's impossible -- treating me like I was a baby and
everything.  Fortunately, she wanted to take Billy to the museum and
grotto so that he would appreciate them properly.  Chester cleverly
suggested that he and Rick would not tag along so that they could be
alone together.  Beside the two of them wanted to ride the big roller
coaster more which Billy was scared of.  Reluctantly, she agreed.

Once they were out of the HHGH, Ricky started to grill his brother.
"What happened with you and Mark?  Chester was evasive with a simple
negative.  "You're wearing your long shorts and you were sitting funny
at breakfast.  What happened big brother?" he persisted.  By the time
they reached the beach Chester confessed and Ricky insisted that they
stop in the loo so that he could inspect the tracks.  Ricky was quite
impressed.  They had a fine time on the beach and then riding the roller
coaster several times.  Actually, Chester was even impressed by his
little brother and took to heart his fervent desire not to spend another
night with Ms. Kingsley.

Billy back in his school outfit was being throughly bored by his mother
in the museum and grotto.

Chester called his mom and arranged to come home on an early train.
They had to leave before dinner in order to get home at a reasonable
time but Ricky insisted that he learn about the cane as his brother had.
Mark was honoured to oblige but Chester would permit only two cuts.
Later in the privacy of the train, Ricky thanked his brother for the
limit.

Chester and Ricky mother realized that her boys had been changed by
their short trip.  They were more responsible and nicer to each other.

On Saturday afternoon Billy, most correctly dressed, rode back to London
on the train with his mother he stared at the countryside whizzing by.
Ms. Kingsley assumed that he was watching the scenery as he did on the
trip a week before but she was wrong.  He was thinking about the
wonderful time he had with Chester and Ricky; even when they spanked
him.

As they approached Victoria Station, Billy spoke for the first time in
over an hour.  "Please, mother, may Chester be my regular sitter?"  Ms.
Kingsley gave that noncommittal look that mothers do so well, so Billy
continued.  "He took very good care of me in Margate.  He made sure I
was dressed and bathed.  We did fun things with his brother."  Billy
paused as his mummy thought a bit.  "He even walloped me right proper
when I was naughty.  He walloped me harder than Mrs. Butterworth does
even when she uses the slipper."

That last remark caused Ms. Kingsley to smile just a little.  "We'll
see, dear."  Then she thought how Mrs. Butterworth's arthritis was
advancing and that she was talking about moving.  "Yes, Billy, I'll ask
him next week if he would like to do it."

"Thank you, mother." said Billy.  He would have hugged her but that was
not permitted behaviour on the train.

The End

Copyright A.I.L., March 15, 2002

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