The
Shaman's Revenge Part 7 (3)
The
garage door gradually slid upwards and open, almost like a theatre
curtain slowly rising to reveal the entertainment to an impatient
audience, and indeed the Draper family's neighbours were about to
enjoy a grand entertainment at Jordan's expense.
The
Drapers had only moved to the area four years previously, however, in
that period, Jordan's attitude and behaviour had made him deeply
unpopular within the community, hence there was widespread
satisfaction, and measurable delight that this overgrown brat was
getting his well deserved comeuppance. The delight in no way
diminished the fact that the handsome young athlete was totally
naked.
Word
soon spread and people came hurrying out of their houses, whilst
others left work early and rushed home, so as not to miss the
spectacle.
As
we return to the scene of our moral tale, handsome 18 year old
Swimming champion Jordan was still in what many consider to be one
the most exposed and humiliating of spanking position, a position
which their mysterious new neighbour, the ranger, who had now
introduced himself as Caleb Tartarus, had referred to as a
“wheelbarrowin'”. That is to say, he was naked, face down between
his father's knees with his own legs on either side of his dad's
waist.
As
with most arrogant and conceited people, Jordan had a fragile ego and
a horror of being shamed or embarrassed in public. Therefore, this
ongoing humiliation was more than his sensitive pride could bear, but
he had to bear it. There was no avenue of escape open to him, even
if he had been able to struggle free from from his father's grip, he
knew the gleefully applauding junior baseball team would wrestle him
to the ground and drag him beck!
That
would just add to his total humiliation, a shaming which was being
hungrily enjoyed by the growing crowd of happy looking neighbours.
As
has been established in earlier chapter's, Jordan's bottom was no
less tender than his ego, and the pain caused by his fathers
relentless hand smacks was becoming equally intolerable. Not for the
first time in recent days Jordan's well rounded smooth skinned, and
previously ivory white bottom, felt well and truly toasted.
Finally
The spanking came to an end, but sadly for Jordan and happily for his
neighbours and the watching schoolboys, his embarrassing ordeal was
nowhere near over.
“You
can get off now Jordan” said Jordan's father giving the now rosy
red bottom a final pat. At which point, Jordan swiftly wriggled off
his fathers lap and leapt agilely to his feet. He was getting ready
to bolt out the door when he felt the ranger's hand on his shoulder
“Not so fast youngun'” said Caleb in his characteristic lazy
drawl “Something tells me you have not been pulling your weight
around here! Have you boy?!” he grinned “I see your ol' Dad was
about to pay these fine young gentlemen from the baseball team to
clean the garage, but it seems t' me that chore should be down to
you! … whilst they get the money o' course!”
“What
the …?” stammered Jordan, at the last instant stopping himself
from swearing, which he senses would not be a wise more.
“I
am a'thinkin' that it's your job to be cleaning your Dad's garage,
and there is no better time to start than now!” Caleb's cruel grin
grew broader “You can start by cleaning this filthy floor ...” he
reached in his pocket and produced a small pink toothbrush ”here
you go!” he said “you can use this!!”
at
that, the smiling onlookers burst into spontaneous laughter, at the
prospect of the town's laziest jock having to clean a dirty garage
with a toothbrush.
“WHAT?”
spluttered Jordan “You expect me to clean the floor …. and …
with THAT?!!”
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