Friday 24 December 2021

The Shaman's Revenge - Part 18 (Prologue)


OW! That Sting's worse than the fu.... damned ants!” moaned Jordan, as the Ranger rubbed a generous dollop of the cream which Dr Schultz had just prescribed into his bare bottom shortly after they returned from the swimming pool “What is in the vile stuff?”

It sting's a little, because it is working!” replied the Doctor “In the long run you will be grateful and appreciate it's healing properties!”

The Ranger briefly looked up and his eyes met the Doctors , and both men simultaneously winked at each other, enjoying the shared knowlerdge that the entire purpose of the cream was to increase Jordan's discomfort (“It's totally harmless, but very effective” the Doctor had explained “It was originally used as a sex aid in the Shanghai brothels before World War 11, as it heightens sensation, both of pleasure …. and also pain!”)

Also, if your guardian continues to apply the cream three times a day, it will be permissible for you to wear some clothing, albeit only these thin silk shorts” he held a pair of skimpy red shorts.

That's a shame!” laughed the Ranger “I was getting to enjoy the sight of Sports Little bare botty around the house!” he continued rubbing in the cream with increased vigour “Guess you can wear those tomorrow as you help me with the attraction I have arranged for the town fair.

Oh No! Do I have to” wailed Jordan “Fairs are for Dweebs and Old Boomers” 


Yes you do !” replied the Ranger delivering a sting slap to Jordan's well creamed, paddled and ant bitten bare bottom, followed by a second slap to make the point.

You are going to provide a service to the community, for once in your useless life!”


The next morning Jordan bent over in the bathroom and looked over his shoulder and studied the state of his bare behind, which was it's usual creamy white perfection. Once again it had amazingly healed overnight, the angry redness, the bruising from the paddling and all the tiny but fiery ant bites had disappeared.

Man I sure heal quick!” he thought! “But it still stings like Hell fire!, it must be that damn cream! How can I stop that creepy Ranger guy from rubbing more in!”

The thought of the ranger reminder him of the fair and brought a sickening feeling of dread to his stomach. “I wonder what that jerk has in store for me!” he thought

Jordan might well wonder …



  1. Well this was a great Christmas surprise that brought me much holiday cheer. This prologue has already intrigued me, so I can't wait to see what more is in store for Jordan's butt.

    Bruce, I'd really like to thank you for the amazing work you do with these stories. I can't imagine how time consuming both the writing and the photoshopping must be, so I really want you to know how grateful I am that you put all this effort in to share your kinky fantasies of well-punished bottoms with us fellow delinquents. Cheers to you!

    1. Thanks Feinstein, Merry Christmas!
      I am sorry for the long delay since the last update. I injured my arm quite badly earlier in the year, which made Photoshop work almost impossible. It took a few months, but it is now largely recovered, which has enabled me to gradually start work again.

  2. So glad to see you back! hope your arm feels better.
    Also gleefully anticipating what Ranger has planned.

  3. If he's going to spread his cheeks like that, Ranger or any other guy who walks past can't be blamed for interpreting it as "Come on in."

  4. This guy could use some itching powder suppositories, right before he has to be in front of a crowd.

  5. Hopefully Jordan experiences soon what the ranger has in store for him on the fair. Many possibilities: