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Treville Youth
Correctional Training Camp
Part 5 - Craige gets more than he bargained for. Paul falls in love
Showered and cleaned up after his ordeal in the dormitory Craige was stood outside Instructor Marsden's room knowing that his ordeal was not over. To say he felt ashamed and embarrassed would be a major understatement.
Half an hour ago he had been Dorm. Captain, since then he had been thrashed with Paul Marsden's cane in front of the twenty three other cadets and then had the cum of at least half a dozen of them sprayed over his body.
Craige watched his instructor check the night shorts of each of the other cadets before turning them in and returning to his room.
"Inside Goldman."
Stood to attention against the wall of Paul's room Craige waited.
"Have you any idea of the damage you have done to my reputation tonight. I trusted you as the oldest and most mature cadet to help me maintain discipline in this dormitory. I put my reputation on the line with Rev. Jackson to get you extra privileges and an individual dress code. What am I going to say to him when he hears about tonight, which you can bet your life he will. And the other twenty-three cadets are going to be laughing behind my back for weeks. I don't even know if I will be able to remain here now."
"I'm sorry Mr. Marsden."
"Sorry doesn't even come close to cutting it. I am going to expect to see some serious grovelling from you for the remainder of your time here. I am also expecting some seriously humiliating actions to be committed by me on you as I learn how much damage you have done me. I have watched all of you cadets masturbate tonight without any punishment. I think your first act of contrition should be to make me cum as well, don't you?"
"Yes Mr. Marsden."
" I don't want any mess in my room so I think you should suck me and swallow all my cum, don't you Craige?"
"Yes Mr. Marsden."
"Have you sucked cock before?"
"Yes Mr. Marsden."
"Hmm, this is beginning to sound interesting. I wonder how many `Yes Mr. Marsden's' I can get consecutively."
"Have you taken cock in your other orifice as well Craige?"
"Yes Mr. Marsden."
"Are you a pussy boy Craige?"
"Yes Mr. Marsden."
"Interesting, tell me more."
"I was quite small when I first went to my boarding school and the older boys quickly got into the habit of filling both my ends with their cocks as payment for stopping people bullying me. By the time I had grown and was able to protect myself I realised that I liked sucking cock and taking it up my back passage."
"You could have denied this Craige, why tell me?"
"Because I have noticed how turned on you get seeing us boys naked and caning us. I hoped I might get the chance to suck your cock and maybe more."
"Drop your towel Craig and stand legs astride, hands gripped behind your head."
Paul took hold of Craige's cock and started to gently masturbate it. Craige was very quickly rock hard and Paul continued, using his other hand to play with Craige's balls slicking up the hand to make it more sensitive.
"That looks very nice Craige, now let's see how good you are. We should be able to go 69ers on my bed. That way you can suck me to orgasm and I can explore your lower regions ready for future humiliation for you."
Craig didn't look at all upset as Paul undressed and lay down on his bed. Already hard, Paul was pleased to see that he was fractionally longer than Craige but not quite as thick.
The ensuing blowjob was as good as Paul had ever received. All the time that Craige was sucking him and playing with his balls Paul was exploring Craige's nether regions. Using plenty of spit he opened Craige up with his fingers noting that Craig was obviously loving it. He couldn't resist it with a beautiful cock so close he took Craige in his mouth and using his tongue very quickly brought the boy close to orgasm.
"Oh God Mr. Marsden, that feels incredible."
Sliding off his new lollipop Paul said.
"Never mind the chat, I want an orgasm to blow my mind so get on with it."
As he felt Craige thickening ready to orgasm Paul squeezed his balls, rammed three fingers deep into Craige's bottom striking his prostate and receiving an incredible discharge of sperm.
His own orgasm followed and Craige sucked him until he cried for mercy.
"Oh my God, that was amazing. You must have had a lot of practice at your boarding school."
"Mmm, I did, but you looked and tasted so good it was easy to give you a good one."
"Soft soaping me won't make me go any easier on you Craige. I am still going to keep your bottom sore if I get the chance."
"That's ok Mr. Marsden I deserve it."
"You do, but now get off to bed." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The next morning Paul decided to get his oar in first so to speak so while the boys were eating breakfast he went to see the Reverend.
"I'm sorry Sir. I made a mistake with Goldman. He let me down badly last night. I gave him nine strokes of the cane and promised another nine today. I have entered them in the punishment book Sir and removed his privileged position of Dorm Captain. I hope my judgement will be better in future."
"Thank you Mr. Marsden. It takes a big man to admit he made a mistake. I respect you for that so we will call the matter closed."
"Thank you Sir, I will do better in future."
"I'm sure you will Mr. Marsden."
Problem contained, now to regain the respect of his cadets.
After lunch and before their activity period Paul had his bunch for an hour to clean the dormitory thoroughly for later inspection by the Reverend Jackson. Before they started he had them in a semi circle at the end of the dorm to witness punishment.
"Cadet Goldman let me down badly last night. You all profited by it in the short term but long term you are going to pay for his dereliction of duty. I now intend a zero tolerance policy on masturbation. First offenders will receive ten strokes of the cane from me. Only in exceptional circumstances will a second offence not go before Rev. Jackson. I am going to administer ten to Goldman's backside now with the cane and each day until all of you have had your turn he will receive three with the paddle from each of you in batches of nine."
The grins on the faces of all twenty-three cadets showed how much pleasure that statement gave them.
"Goldman, strip and assume the position."
Shorts and shirt came off and Craige then just assumed the position over the lockers.
"Jockstrap as well Goldman. You deserve no leeway at all and will be punished naked every time."
Paul spread Craige's legs very wide and made him push his butt well back revealing quite clearly his hairy pinky.
"Williams, Patterson, get Goldman's shaving gear. You are going to shave all the hair from his arse before I administer punishment."
Craige was blushing scarlet at this new humiliation and almost every boy was displaying an erection.
"Every Cadet with an erection, strip."
By the time Craige had a smooth butt Paul had twenty-four naked cadets. He walked round the semi circle of boys looking over each ones groin area carefully. With a few of the really tasty erections he fondled them with the excuse that he was checking the glans.
"These erections show me that you are all looking after your personal hygiene, particularly those of you not yet circumcised. I will remember this as a plus for all of you when I decide on future punishments."
Paul walked round the back of the cadets then paying particular attention to the butt of Joe Regan. He ran his hand gently across it making Joe gasp but he didn't move. He continued stroking it gently, running his hand down the crack and fingering his pinky. He continued to talk to the other cadets about personal hygiene and as he was moving on he slapped Joe's bottom playfully and whispered to him
"I'm pleased to see all the bruising has gone on that cute butt Joe. I hope you are going to make sure it remains bruise free."
"Thank you Sir."
Joe's reply was crisp and Paul marvelled at the difference between the Joe of today and the stroppy arrogant Joe of only a few weeks ago.
"My room on completion of punishment Joe."
Craige's bottom was already well bruised and clearly striped from last night's caning. Another nine were going to cause him some severe discomfort. Paul administered them with very little consideration for that state and broke the boy on four. By nine he was sobbing uncontrollably and could barely stand.
"Williams, Patterson, use the salve from the first aid kit and see if you can have Goldman ready for games by the time stated. The remainder of you, I want to see an immaculate dormitory before you leave. Now get dressed and get on with it."
Joe followed Paul to his room wondering what he had done or was going to do. He had picked up his clothes but did not put them on.
Paul closed his door and turning, noted that Joe was stood at ease against the only clear wall in the room, his clothes grasped in his hands. He walked across to him and gently stroked his cheek.
"Relax Joe you aren't in any kind of trouble. I want you to be responsible for keeping my room clean and tidy. I will relieve you of all dorm duties and tell you what I want done in here. Happy with that?"
"Yes Sir Mr. Marsden, but why me? This is much easier than dorm cleaning."
"Because I think you have earned it. Your first couple of days you were an arrogant stroppy little shit, now I can see the real Joe Regan and I like him very much. I hope you will remain like this."
Joe looked confused, this guy in front of him had administered a lot of pain to his butt, but had saved him a lot of extra grief by covering up his drug possession. He had been part of the pair who had handed down the worst humiliation of his life with the induction medical. Now he was touching him gently and being overly kind.
"Thank you Mr. Marsden. I'll try."
Joe was still almost erect, his knob end showing where his foreskin had not yet covered it. Paul ran his hand gently along it thrilling to the feel of this beautiful boy.
"Can you keep your lips sealed if you need to Joe."
As he came to full erection again Joe replied, "Yes Mr. Marsden."
"Good, you can't work in here with this swinging around can you?"
Paul was slowly wanking Joe now and looking him directly in the eyes.
"No Sir." Joe said in a barely audible whisper.
"In that case provided it doesn't go beyond this room you had better go and lie down on my bed and get rid of it."
Joe looked surprised but didn't need telling twice. He closed his eyes and started stroking his cock vigorously. Paul sat on the edge of the bed and gently ran his hand over Joe's inner thigh before cupping his balls and rolling them round between his thumb and forefinger.
"Take your time Joe, I want you to enjoy this."
Joe opened his eyes momentarily to take a look at this man who suddenly was making his life more pleasant. When he orgasmed Joe was even more surprised that Paul tenderly cleaned the cum off his chest and belly finishing up with a damp cloth to clean him completely.
"Feel better now Joe?"
"Yes thank you Mr. Marsden, but why?"
Paul looked at this beautiful boy lying naked on his bed and said,
"Because I am growing very fond of you Joe. Now get dressed and clean up my room please. The Rev. Jackson inspects this as well as the dorm."
Joe was very confused but also very happy at this turn of events. He had just had the best wank since he came here. He hadn't had to hurry and Paul had played with him as well making the orgasm that followed even more intense.
Paul left his room and supervised the other cadets, he wanted no criticism from this inspection. He had a case to prove with the Reverend.
Craige was lying face down on his bed in quite obvious distress from his punishment and Paul felt a little guilty. He knew he must not be soft with these boys or he would lose their respect but they were such a cute bunch he wanted to take them all to bed and make love to them. Not the best frame of mind to be in if you were going to pound their arses with a cane or paddle.
Paul inspected everywhere very carefully before allowing the boys to change into recreation gear and on hands and knees polish their way out of the dorm leaving a pile of polishing cloths in the boot locker at the entrance. Looking back inside Paul knew this was the best the place had ever looked under his control.
Lined up ready for sport the boys were all pleased to hear their instructor praise them for the state of their living area. When they piled back in two hours later they were even more pleased to find Paul stood with the rosette the Reverend gave to the best dormitory each week.
"I am delighted with this boys. I am proud of you today, keep up the good work. I'm giving you fifteen minutes to shower and change for supper. When you are ready I want you to stand by your beds and Nat, you come and report to me. I will be in the gym. You won't be disturbed in here so get on with what you have to do quietly and quickly."
They all looked at each other not believing what they were hearing. It sounded like an invitation to have a wank while they showered. Twenty-four cadets had never stripped and climbed into the showers so quickly in their lives. Five minutes later they were all frantically soaping up and washing all their cum down the drain.
Paul had sneaked back in to his room through the side door and watched the frantic action boning up himself and having a good wank. What a turn on. Twenty-four cute guys pounding their meats in his sight.
When they were all ready Nat found Paul sorting through gear in the gym looking for all the world as though he had been there since leaving the dorm.
"Is everybody happy with their performance today?" Paul asked with a wicked twinkle in his eyes addressing all his boys.
"Yes Sir Mr. Marsden." Came from twenty-four contented cadets.
"In England we have an expression. You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours. You have just experienced that saying in action. Does anyone have any doubts about its meaning."
"No Sir Mr. Marsden."
"Good, in that case let's go and eat Franklin." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kurt was impressed with the attitude and efficiency of Franklin over the next few days
"What are you doing with that bunch of yours Paul. I have never seen cadets so happy, willing and efficient?"
"Spoiling them when they are good Kurt and tearing up their arses with my cane when they are bad."
"How do you spoil them?"
"Oh just little things that improve their quality of life. An extra five minutes in the shower after sports. Missed kit inspection on the evenings when they have excelled at a daytime activity. That kind of thing."
"Be careful Paul, they will manipulate you if they think you are in the least bit weak."
"I don't think there is much chance of that Kurt. Cadet Goldman, come here. Turn round and drop you shorts."
Craige did displaying a very heavily bruised bottom. Kurt gasped and looked at Paul with a new respect.
"Ok Goldman off you go."
"That is a seriously tanned backside Paul, what did he do?"
"Oh he thought I was weak and played on it." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A few nights later Paul was monitoring the bed lights and noticed one flashing, A quick check and he knew it was Joe Regan.
He waited a few minutes before slipping on his track bottoms and creeping out to Joe's bed. He touched the boy's shoulder hearing an audible gasp as he did so. Whispering in his ear Paul said, "My room now Joe."
After he closed the door Paul turned on his light and could see Joe's unlaced night shorts and a very erect penis sticking out of the top.
"I am truly disappointed in you Joe. Ten strokes administered in front of the whole dorm should be you punishment but I really don't want to bruise that cute butt again. What do you suggest I do with it instead?"
Joe was not sure what to say, Paul had been showing him a lot of affection in private. He wasn't sure if it was leading to a full sexual encounter but knew that was what he wanted. Should he bite the bullet and suggest it or think of something else.
"I don't know Sir. I can only think of two things. You fuck it or you fuck it up."
"Hmm, I think I agree. I suppose I had better give you the choice as it's your butt. Which is it to be?"
"I think I would sooner you fucked it than fuck it up Sir."
"I think I would too Joe. Drop your shorts and step out of them."
Paul did the same so that they were both naked. Walking round behind Joe Paul started caressing the two perfect little cheeks with one hand, running his other hand over the front of Joe's body. He felt Joe's nipples harden up under his touch and the boy lay his head back on Paul's chest sighing as he did so.
"Thank you Sir, that feels so good."
Paul kissed him lightly on the neck and continued exploring front and back caressing and probing pinching and rubbing in all the right places. Joe's cock was iron hard by the time Paul started to gently wank it. A few minutes of this and Paul told Joe to spread his legs wider and bend over. The two perfect little cheeks were pulled further apart by Paul's hands and he buried his tongue in Joe's crack licking and slurping around the little rosebud and burying his tongue as deep in it as he could. Perineum and balls were receiving the attention of Paul's hands intermittently as well making Joe gasp with the eroticism of it all. Slicking up three fingers Paul started to enter Joe with them one at a time until all three were working Joe's butt, opening it up ready to be fucked.
"I think you should get my cock very wet Joe ready to slide into your arse."
For the next ten minutes Paul thought he had died and gone to heaven. Joe was playing him like a virtuoso violinist.
"On the bed Joe, on your back legs spread wide."
Paul climbed on kneeling between Joe's legs. Looking down on him made Paul gasp. The boy looked divine. His slightly hooded eyes were full of lust and longing. Leaning forward on his elbows Paul kissed him gently on the lips and then on each eye before pulling back and looking closely at Joe's face said.
"This isn't good for either of us Joe, I think I'm falling in love with you."
Joe looked up in wonder and Paul kissed him again and again. Working down his body Paul kissed every inch, nuzzling the nipples and finishing at Joe's iron hard erection.
Joe loved the attention and Paul was nearly cumming, Joe was so damned sexy.
Unable to hold on any longer Paul lifted Joe's legs over his shoulders and as gently as he could eased his cock over Joe's sphincter. The pain was intense and Joe whimpered.
"Please don't move for a minute. You are hurting so much."
Paul leant forward and kissed Joe again waiting to see the pain leave his eyes before pushing in further. With about four inches in Paul started a small rocking motion adding a little more penis each time he moved forward. Once he had bottomed out Paul started a long slow fucking motion. He wanted to last a long time and this boy's love tunnel felt so good he could only do that if he went slowly.
Joe thought he was in heaven. He had been shagged frequently at home in California but most of the guys were terribly narcissistic, only interested in getting their rocks off not in satisfying Joe and no one had ever indicated they loved him. This was all too much and he started to cry softly.
Paul stopped immediately and worriedly said,
"What is it Baby, am I hurting you?"
"No Sir, I love this. No one has ever made love to me properly before you. You're fantastic, please don't stop."
Paul didn't and when he could hold on no longer he took Joe in his hand and wanked him fast to an orgasm as he pounded into him for his own.
They were both gasping as they finished milking each other of their love juice. Paul remaining in Joe until he was completely soft before rolling to the side and pulling Joe into a tight cuddle.
"That was incredible Joe you are the most delightful lover I have ever had. When we are doing anything like this please call me Paul."
"Thank you Paul that was amazing. Are you really falling in love with me?"
"Yes Joe. You have the most delightful body I have ever seen and now you aren't an arrogant little shit I love the you that has emerged."
They fell asleep still cuddling and the next thing Paul knew was his alarm going off. Very quickly he realised his predicament and scooted out of bed pulling on his track bottoms and peaking out the door. No one else appeared to be awake so he got Joe to the toilet and told him to pee and then get in the shower.
"I'll bring your towel Joe and your soap. Don't switch the shower on until I am back to my room door."
Paul was sure they had got away with it because he watched the other cadets when he called them and no one else appeared to have been awake.
When he and Joe were alone later he said.
"Close shave this morning Joe, we mustn't do that again. We will both be deep in it if we are caught and your punishment would be horrendous."
"Thank you Paul, last night was amazing though, it would be worth a thrashing to be able to do that every night."
Paul grabbed Joe in a bear hug and kissed him passionately.
Life went on and Joe had sex with Paul with frustrating infrequency. Paul was not worried for himself. All that could happen to him was dismissal but Joe would have to remain. If jerking off could get him a thrashing and circumcision as well what would full blown sex get him. He did get to jerk off frequently though because Paul let him do so every time he cleaned his room. Almost every day.
Paul felt like a complete hypocrite now having a full-blown gay relationship with a cadet but punishing the others just for having a wank. The most uncomfortable for Paul was young Matt Andrews. He was only fifteen but had developed into a compulsive masturbater. The first time it was ten in the dormitory with only the other twenty-three Franklin's present. Paul consulted Kurt the next time.
"I have a cadet who until recently has not been a problem with regard to masturbation, but now he must be suffering from raging hormones. I have paddled him in the dorm but now he should go to the Reverend unless you can suggest an alternative."
"How about we do a Regan with him. I haven't seen Regan's name in the punishment book since we humiliated him in front of the whole school. May be it works."
"Good idea Kurt, got to be worth a try."
The next lunch time when everyone was settled at their tables Paul walked in with his cane.
"Cadet Andrews, to the front."
Matt jumped and looked bewildered as he approached Paul.
"Face the school at attention cadet."
Matt did as he was told and listened as Paul addressed the whole school.
"This cadet is a sinner. He is a compulsive masturbater and needs punishing. The whole school should see his humiliation. So Andrews, take off your shirt and shorts. --------- Now your socks and trainers."
Matt was beginning to blush stood with just his jockstrap on he felt very uncomfortable. He was almost the youngest boy in the school and almost certainly there by accident. He was too shy to be a nuisance. Paul was convinced his parents thought he was enrolling in a military school not a disciplinary camp.
"Now drop your jockstrap Andrews."
Poor Matt, he was dumb founded. He started to cry.
"Please Mr. Marsden not that."
"Do as you are told or you will be here for another session tomorrow."
Matt peeled his jock off and stood up again covering his genitals with his hands. At fifteen he was typical, instant erection material. Paul was as hard as a rock and looking round realised everybody else he could see was the same.
"Turn round Andrews, spread your legs wide and bend over. You two, come here and hold his shoulders so that he can't move."
The two cadets indicated hopped up and held Matt's shoulders firmly.
Paul administered a set of ten strokes with the cane eliciting gut wrenching screams from Matt with each one. At the end he could hardly stand. Giving him a few minutes to recover Paul dismissed the two cadets holding Matt and told him to turn round and face the school.
"Now Andrews, play with yourself and let the whole school see if what you have was worth the punishment."
Matt was mortified and took ages playing with his cock before Paul told him his prostate would be excited to achieve the erection if he didn't move it.
He didn't and Kurt approved Paul finger fucking Matt's cute little butt. It was so erotic that Paul orgasmed without touching himself. Thank heavens he thought that I have my jock, shorts and track bottoms on.
Matt's erect penis was very pretty and a very respectable six inches. He was allowed to dress and have his lunch before reporting to Paul in his room before recreation.
"Matt I am so sorry I had to do that to you but the alternative was the Reverend Jackson and you would have received twenty plus a circumcision. Now take your shorts and jock off and lie on my bed on your tummy."
Rubbing the cream into Matt's bottom was such a turn on Paul was monstrously hard again.
"You have a very cute butt Matt but it is going to be a very nasty colour for a couple of weeks I would guess. If you feel that you can't stop masturbating any time, you had better come and see me. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir."
"I mean it Matt I don't want to do this to you again."
At lights out that night Matt reported to Paul crying quietly, he said,
"I'm sorry Sir my penis is so hard it hurts, please let me jerk off."
"Drop your shorts Matt."
When Matt was naked Paul took his cock in hand and marvelled that a penis could be that hard. It really did feel like a piece of iron.
"I see what you mean Matt. On my bed on your back. Hands behind your head and eyes closed. No matter what you think you feel you are not to open them again until I tell you to ok."
"Yes Sir."
Paul took Matt into his mouth and used his tongue to wash up and down the shaft, at the same time caressing Matt's balls with a well-slicked hand. He watched Matt's eyes all the time particularly when he pulled off completely and licked the cockhead almost to death. Matt was gasping with the sensation, nothing had prepared him for this and he came very quickly. Paul drank down all of this young teen cum, it tasted so good.
"Ok Matt you can open your eyes now. How are you feeling?"
"Fantastic Sir, I have never orgasmed like that before."
"I'm pleased for you, but if you do this again there will be a pay back that might not please you ok."
"Yes Sir, but for that I can't think of any pay back that would be over the top."
"Off you go you cheeky monkey and behave yourself."
Paul knew he was risking his job but these boys were such massive turn ons.
He had to become a serious instructor with regard to two of the boys, Matt Andrews shouldn't be there and Joe was so reformed now he should be taken back home. Going to Rev. Jackson would achieve nothing. He would have every boy in the world in his school so Paul wrote to both sets of parents explaining his position and begging them to please not discuss the letters with Rev. Jackson even if they took no action because his job was on the line.
Matt's parents responded immediately telling Paul they would be arranging to pick up Matt in a week's time and take him home. He said nothing to Matt but was happier satisfying him sexually now knowing he was soon to be free of this place.
Joe's parents replied but said they found it difficult to reconcile Paul's picture of Joe with the undisciplined little shit they had sent here and would like more information. He gave it and encouraged Joe to write home more often asking his parents forgiveness for being so awful and telling them how a few sore arses had shown him very forcefully the error of his ways.
"I don't really want to go Paul, I think I love you as well. I know when we make love I feel so special in your arms."
"You are special lover and I don't want to lose you either but this place isn't for you. I will die if I have to paddle you again. That cute little butt needs to be kissed not kicked."
"Thank you Paul I'll try to ensure you don't have to. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Craige had come through his ordeal showing strength of character in adversity that Paul admired. When his punishment was over and his butt was clear of bruises again he was invited to Paul's room one day.
"I'm proud of you Craige, you let me down badly but you have taken your punishment like a man without whinging about it. The remainder of the dorm admire you as well. Nat will remain Dorm. Captain but I will restore privileges to you, the first of which is a serious jerk off now if you would like. Your nuts must be bursting."
"Oh crikey are they ever, thanks Mr. Marsden."
Paul laughed, Craige was naked in seconds and wanking himself. His thick cock and huge balls were such a turn on for Paul.
"Stop Craige, on the bed. I'm going to help. Take your time and enjoy."
Paul played with Craige's balls and stroked his inner thighs while Craig wanked his cock with heavily slicked hands. When he came it was like opening the gates of the Aswan dam.
"Oh Christ Mr. Marsden please let me show my appreciation by satisfying you."
"Thanks Craig but I'm going to get mine later."
"Joe's a really lucky guy Sir, having your love."
"What the fuck do you mean Goldman?"
Paul was furious, how did this boy know and worse was this a prelude to blackmail.
"I'm sorry Mr. Marsden, both of you have very expressive eyes. I'm amazed no one else has picked up on it. I promise I won't say anything."
"Ok, sorry Craige, that was a bit of a shock. I try to keep it low key, Joe would receive awful punishment if we were found out." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The only thing Joe was really having problems with was no tobacco. He could almost kill for a smoke. The punishment for smoking was twenty-five with the paddle. Crazy, you took ten for wanking but twenty-five for smoking. Joe didn't care he would risk it if he got the chance.
Chance he go, he had to help a delivery man unload food into the kitchen store rooms. Halfway through the guy stopped and lit up a cigarette. Joe looked round, saw no one and begged for a puff. The deliveryman was generous and gave Joe a whole cigarette, which he lit for him. Joe was in heaven puffing away when the senior instructor walked in on them.
"What the hell are you doing Regan?"
Joe dropped the cigarette immediately and said.
"Nothing Sir, we're just taking a break from unloading while this guy has a cigarette."
"He doesn't smoke two at a time does he Regan?"
"Er no Sir."
"Well in that case, one of them has to be yours. Report, with your instructor to the Rev. Jackson as soon as you finish this duty."
Kurt was pleased with himself on this one. Paul Marsden was proving such a good instructor he was undermining Kurt in the eyes of the Reverend. He hoped this would even up the score again.
Joe was petrified when he reported to Paul. If the Reverend administered the punishment he would be seriously hurting, twenty-five would kill him.
Paul was horrified.
"Oh God Joe, I shall have to watch it or administer it. Either way I am going to die. Your bottom will be a terrible mess."
"Please Paul, can't you do something. I'm sorry, I know it was stupid but I've been dieing for a cigarette since I arrived, this was just too good an opportunity to miss."
Paul hugged him. "I know lover but this punishment could be horrendous. Let's go and find out."
In the Rev. Jackson's office Kurt was already present stood at the side of the desk with a broad grin on his face.
"You know why you are here with Cadet Regan do you Mr. Marsden?"
"Yes Sir, to see justice done to my Cadet."
The Reverend was thrown by this comment.
"Your Cadet, Mr. Marsden."
"Yes Sir, when I came here you gave the Cadets of Franklin to me. They became my responsibility to guide and foster a sense of discipline and pride in themselves ready for their return to mainstream society."
"You appear to have failed with Regan Mr. Marsden."
"I'm sorry Sir, I beg to differ. As you may remember Cadet Regan was a fowl mouthed, arrogant, cocky and undisciplined lout when we inducted him. Since then Sir he has excelled in terms of behaviour, co-operation, willingness and ability to carry out allocated tasks well. Despite running a very tight section I have been unable to find any reason to paddle Cadet Regan since those first few days. This lapse is totally out of character for the new Regan. I can only assume that the delivery boy put pressure on him to smoke knowing that it is forbidden here."
Kurt had stopped grinning and the Reverend was sat mouth agape.
"That was very eloquent Mr. Marsden, you are a credit to your race. However the punishment for smoking is quite clearly stated in the rules."
"Yes Sir, but in the case of an exceptional Cadet with an unblemished record since induction surely the rules should be applied with the quality of mercy.
"Spare the rod and spoil the child."
"I agree Sir, but this is a Christian School and our Lord is a merciful one."
"Hmm, I will need to deliberate on this. Regan isn't denying it then?"
"No Sir, he is aware of his failing and begs your forgiveness for this lapse. He has already apologised to me for letting down Franklin and me personally Sir."
"Very well Mr. Marsden, I will sleep on this one and seek divine guidance. Report here with Regan tomorrow before lunch and I will give you my verdict."
Joe almost hugged Paul as soon as they were outside.
"You were fantastic Sir, he can't possibly give me the full twenty five now."
"He can Joe but even if he doesn't he can devise a particularly unpleasant way of giving you a reduced number that might not be as painful but will be topped up with humiliation and embarrassment. If I know Kurt, who is still in there remember, he will be making suggestions."
As soon as the classes were dismissed for lunch the next day Paul and Joe reported to the Rev. Both were in a high state of anxiety. Joe because he really didn't want his arse tanned again and Paul who would die a little watching his lover beaten.
"Mr. Marsden, I have given this matter a great deal of thought and pray that my decision is in the best interest of the cadet and the school.
I am going to reduce the punishment to fifteen strokes of the paddle."
Audible sigh from both Paul and Joe.
"It will be carried out in front of the whole school under the senior instructor's control. I have told Kurt that as the punishment has been reduced the humiliation should be increased and it is to be carried out at supper tonight. That is all."
Once outside Paul sent Joe off to lunch and waited for Kurt.
They walked to the mess hall together and Paul opened the conversation.
"How are you going to play this Kurt."
"I'm not quite sure yet. Reverend Jackson wants maximum humiliation so I'm thinking of including some elements of the induction medical in it before actual delivery of the fifteen. I have to use his paddle as well which as you know is much heavier than ours so Regan is going to be in severe distress by the time I have finished."
"You don't have to use maximum force Kurt. Regan has been a good kid since induction. You could easily pull the force behind the strokes a little."
"Are you going soft Paul, you cane cadets far harder than I do."
"No Kurt, punishment where punishment is deserved. Regan doesn't deserve this. Smoking is far less of a sin than masturbating and that only merits ten in house."
"I think you need to be careful Paul. This is beginning to sound like pleading for a cadet and that has a bad sound to it. You don't have a soft spot for Regan do you?"
Paul had to think quickly.
"Yes Kurt, I do. I have a soft spot for all twenty-four of the Franklin's. They are proving a good bunch of kids. They work hard for me and don't give me any grief now."
Crisis averted but Paul was worried about Kurt's comment concerning the induction medical.
The afternoon went slowly for both Paul and Joe.
Supper was a horror show for both of them when they walked into the mess hall.
On the low stage at the end of the mess was the whipping bench already set up and alongside it the heavy table from the medical room with the speculum, torch and probe on it that had been so humiliating for Joe when just Kurt and Paul were present. There was also a very slim tube with a tiny umbrella type thing on the end. Paul had seen one before, it was used to clean out the piss tube. If Joe were to have that as well the humiliation would be mind bending.
Paul approached Kurt and said,
"You aren't planning to give Regan an internal examination in front of the whole school are you Kurt? That is to horrible for words."
"Yep, that is precisely what I'm going to do. I was at a loss for what to do this afternoon so I spoke to the Reverend and he suggested this. His words were, 'Regan may have more cigarettes concealed on his person Kurt, and if he can get tobacco he may well be able to get drugs so be thorough, an internal inspection might be worthwhile, penis as well.' So that is what he is going to get."
Paul was devastated. The humiliation could well break Joe's spirit. That was a vile thing to be doing in public.
"I will expect you to assist me Paul. We will probably need a couple more of your cadets as well to assist in holding him on the table."
Paul was ashen and Joe, watching him, very soon followed suit knowing that whatever it was that had made Paul pale was not good for him.
There was no way Paul could warn Joe, not that it would save him anything even if he did. Kurt walked directly to the stage with Paul alongside him and addressed the Cadets
"Supper will be delayed approximately thirty minutes cadets while you witness a school punishment. Cadet Regan up here."
Joe approached the stage already starting to shake. He stood in front of the table at attention with Paul a little behind him and to his left, Kurt alongside him on his right.
"Cadet Regan was caught smoking yesterday. You all know that tobacco is a drug and is punished severely. If a cadet has access to tobacco he may well have access to other drugs. In consequence before I administer the punishment for smoking Cadet Regan is going to receive a full body search to ensure he has no other drugs on him."
Joe looked at Paul with fear etched across his young face only half knowing what to expect.
"Ok Regan lose your trainers and socks. Give them to Mr. Marsden. Check them thoroughly Paul."
Deed done.
"Now your shirt and shorts Regan."
Joe was now stood with every eye on him in just his jockstrap. He looked around and noticed the other instructors were stood at the now locked exits.
"Finally your jockstrap Regan."
Joe didn't move.
"We've been through this route before Regan. I will add one stroke to your punishment for every second your jockstrap is on."
Joe was naked in a second. He looked so damn cute almost every cadet gasped
Paul piped up then. "Cadet Regan's clothes are all clear Kurt."
"Very good. All Cadets you may now leave your seats and spread yourselves around so that you can see the stage clearly. Front row sit on the floor, second row on chairs and third row stand."
Everyone now had a Birdseye view of the proceedings. Joe was blushing like crazy having everyone so close and looking at his naked body.
"The first thing to check Regan is that you don't have any drugs secreted in your urethra. So I want you to play with yourself until you have an erection."
Joe was mortified and just stood shaking.
"Do it Regan or your punishment is going to get much worse."
Joe started to stroke himself but with limited success.
"Cadet Goldman, on stage, help Regan get an erection. Cadet Reed, you as well. Even Regan should be able to get hard with one of you playing with his cock and the other one stroking his prostate."
Paul moved across to whisper in Kurt's ear.
"Kurt, having another cadet invade Regan's body really isn't on."
Kurt nodded and said to the whole company.
"Mr. Marsden has pointed out to me quite correctly that it would be wrong to let Cadet Reed stroke Regan's prostate. Mr. Marsden please do that action for me."
Paul knew he was trapped.
Joe was stood legs widely spread with Craig kneeling in front of him playing with his cock and balls and Paul kneeling behind him finger fucking him. Despite his fear for Joe Paul had a raging erection. Stroking Joe's cute butt and finger fucking him was an incredible turn on. He would love to have kissed and licked those two pretty cheeks as well. Joe obviously found it very erotic because he was very erect in no time, much to Craige's disappointment.
Kurt then positioned himself so that most cadets would see what he was doing next. Which was to take Joe's cock in one hand and slowly feed the thin tube up inside it.
"If you move Regan you will be in so much pain from the tube you will think you have died."
Joe was openly crying now, this was too awful. Nearly seventy pairs of eyes were watching Kurt holding his dick and sliding a tube up inside it. Joe could feel it as it started to be withdrawn and Kurt moved his hand down Joe's penis and caressed his balls. The feeling was weird, but it did make his cock even harder.
"Right Regan, up on the table on your knees legs spread as wide as you can and butt pushed back. Lower your head and chest onto the table. Goldman you hold his shoulders firmly."
Joe's pinky was now on prominent display to everyone and he was sobbing with the humiliation.
Kurt slapped his butt twice very hard making Joe squeal.
"Shut up Regan, you brought this on yourself so stop crying like a baby."
He lubed up the speculum and before inserting it said.
"Paul come here and help me please. Use your hands to spread his cheeks a bit wider for me."
It was almost too awful for Joe, the humiliation had him sobbing in great gut wrenching gasps. And for Paul helping invade his lover's most private part in public was heart breaking.
Kurt inserted the speculum and quickly opened it up. When Joe screamed with the pain Kurt eased it back a little but Paul could see that Joe's arse was opened up so wide a wine bottle would have gone in no trouble. Kurt stood back and to the side so that everyone could see. There were many very audible gasps and as Paul moved back as well he looked at so many tented shorts there must have been a mile of teen erect cock on display.
The next action was Kurt shining the torch up into Joe sliding a couple of fingers in as well pretending he needed to for the torch's access. He called a few cadets up on stage to get a closer look inside Joe's arse increasing the humiliation. Next came the probe, which Kurt used to deliberately keep striking Joe's prostate making sure Joe retained a very hard cock and eventually making him cum.
"Well done Regan, we know for sure now you are not hiding anything in your pisser."
Kurt kept the probe working until Joe had another erection before deciding there was no more humiliation to be gained from that action so he loosed the speculum and removed it.
"On the floor Regan, face the front at attention."
Of course despite everything Joe's cock was rock hard and held close into his belly. It looked incredible. Almost every boy present would have loved to get their hands on it and the very pretty ball sac hanging below.
"Are you a little queer boy Regan, getting off on being butt fucked.?"
Joe could hardly reply he was so distraught.
"No Sir." Came out as whisper.
"I think you are Regan but we are going to beat that out of you now."
"Restrain Cadet Regan over the bench please Mr. Marsden."
Paul took the opportunity to speak quietly to Joe
"Hang in there Baby, you can make it. It will soon be over."
Joe sobbed even harder.
His legs were now stretched very wide and restrained at the ankles and his hard penis was on the ridged portion of the bench. His arms were secured to the bar, which Kurt pulled all the way down to its limit so that Joe was stretched as hard as it was possible to stretch him. He was totally unable to move.
Kurt didn't pull his punches at all he stroked Joe's butt to start with and ran his hand down into the crack to reach Joe's balls squeezing them hard until Joe squealed with the discomfort and pain. Joe screamed as the first of the strokes landed and did not stop screaming until long after the last one. His cock had been squashed under his body all this time so after fifteen hard whacks with the paddle Joe not only had the horrific pain from the paddling but a seriously hurting cock as well.
As soon as he had finished Kurt ordered the cadets to supper.
"Cadet Regan is one of yours Paul so I will leave him in your charge."
With that he too left the stage.
Joe was sobbing in great gut wrenching sobs, both at the pain and the humiliation. Paul removed all the restraints and helped him stand.
"Cadets Goldman and Peterson, help Cadet Regan back to the dormitory and then come back here for your supper."
Paul filled a plate with food and took it back to the dorm intending for Joe to eat there. He arrived at the same time as the other three.
"Put Joe on my bed Craige, and when you come back from supper bring his clothes with you."
As soon as they were gone Paul wrapped Joe in his arms and tried to comfort him.
"It's over Baby, you were so brave. Every cadet in the camp will respect you for what you endured."
Joe was inconsolable, even when Paul told him how much he was loved.
When Joe indicated he didn't want any supper Paul gave him two painkillers from the first aid kit and rubbed some salve gently into his bottom which was a real mess. Much worse even than on his first day when he took so much punishment and humiliation.
"Go to sleep baby, I won't disturb you again to night."
Paul put a light covering over Joe and took the supper back to the mess where he confronted Kurt.
"That was the vilest, most degrading, sadistic action I have ever witnessed. You have fallen so low in my estimation I doubt you will ever regain my respect."
Kurt was obviously quite shocked by Paul's outburst, as were some of the cadets in earshot and the other instructors.
Returning to the dorm he found an air of gloom. He sat talking with the other cadets after checking on Joe. The boys were all shocked at the viciousness of the actions by Kurt.
Paul told them he would be sleeping in Joe's bed that night, as he didn't want to disturb Joe. Checking up on him later Paul discovered Joe was very hot. He was very feverish and Paul was worried so he sent for the Rev. Jackson.
"I am sorry to disturb you Sir but Cadet Regan is running a very high temp. I thought you should have a look at him."
"Hmm, why is he in your bed Mr. Marsden?"
"He was extremely distraught after his humiliation and punishment Sir so I thought the peace of my room appropriate. I can have him moved to the infirmary if you think that more appropriate."
"No, keep him here and arrange for him to receive cold compresses throughout the night until his temp. drops."
Paul carried out most of the duty himself and was relieved when the fever broke just before dawn. He slid onto the bed alongside Joe and cuddled him until his alarm went off. What the hell was he going to do? Falling in love with Joe was getting too draining on his psyche.
After the Cadets had gone to morning classes Paul updated Rev. Jackson on Joe's state and requested that he be excused duties while his bottom healed and he got over the effects of the fever.
"You mustn't go soft on him Mr. Marsden, discipline will suffer if you do."
"I won't allow that to happen Sir, but I think we have broken, or come very close to breaking Regan's spirit Sir, and that would be criminal negligence in my book if I allow that to happen."
The Reverend obviously felt a little guilty about what had happened because he gave Paul Carte Blanche to sort Joe.
Paul returned to the dormitory with plenty of juice and a light breakfast for his lover.
"I am going to shower you first Joe to freshen you up and then you can have breakfast here."
Joe was like putty in Paul's hands, he just stood in the shower while Paul washed him all over being very careful with Joe's butt. He dried them both again treating Joe like delicate porcelain.
"I love you Joe and I'm going to look after you until you are all well again."
Joe threw himself into Paul's arms and let loose a stream of heartrending sobs.
"I just want to die Paul, that was so awful and I hurt so much."
"I know Baby, it `ll be alright I promise. I won't let anything else bad happen to you, I nearly died last night watching your humiliation and punishment."
Over the next few days Joe behaved like a little puppy, following Paul everywhere, behaving as though he was afraid to get more than a few feet away from him. When Kurt came to talk to Paul Joe cowered behind him quite obviously terrified of the Senior Instructor. Kurt noticed it and had the good grace to blush.
"How are you feeling Cadet Regan, ready to return to full duties soon are we?"
Joe didn't answer, he just shook.
"Don't hold your breath on that one Kurt. You have done a huge amount of damage to this cadet."
With that he turned on his heels and stalked off with Joe running slightly ahead to keep Paul between him and Kurt.
Several days later when for the first time Joe ate lunch with the rest of Franklin Paul sat next to Kurt and made a suggestion that had Kurt squirming with discomfort.
"Joe Regan is absolutely terrified of you Kurt. The mind damage you have done to that boy exceeds by a million percent the damage you did with the paddle. I think you could lessen that quite considerably if, in the normal course of conversation with me when he is in hearing you tell me that the only persons who will discipline Franklin's will be the Rev. Jackson or me. Clear it with the Rev. if you have to but my concern is to have Joe fit to return to his parents when his time is up and at the moment that is looking very remote."
Kurt looked a little scared and just nodded his assent.
Joe did noticeably improve after Kurt did as Paul asked but he looked hunted for a long time whenever an instructor was near him, other than Paul of course.
It was several weeks before Paul gave Joe a blowjob one afternoon when the other cadets were at recreation. Paul had kept Joe back to give him some quality cuddles. It was great to see him with an erection again and Paul was incredibly gentle pleasuring him.
Joe was still behaving like a little puppy dog around Paul and after his orgasm he snuggled tight into Paul and cried softly.
The next crisis for Paul to deal with was Williams. Little Willy, the boy who always came last. Paul had long since given up paddling him realising that he did his best but was just not physically as strong as anyone else in Franklin.
"Please Mr. Marsden can I be transferred to another house. Perhaps the other cadets are not as fit and fast as the Franklin's and I can compete as an equal.
Paul got him into Jefferson who were about to get a new instructor. Another English guy. That pleased Paul, all these Southern accents were a bit wearing.
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This is the end of my first part contribution to Treville. The author of the original four parts has approved this but your comments would be appreciated.
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