Chapter 1

Patricia was not alone on Brick St. It was Saturday morning and many people were out and about. She didn't stop to talk to anyone. She smiled and waved at people as she hurried along. She only had ten minutes to get to Mr. Buckley's house on Grace St, one over from Brick.

Patricia was dressed as her Mother had requested. She wore her prettiest 'go to church' loose pale blue jumper dress. Her modest two inch heels gave her an awkward gate as she stretched her legs farther out to increase her speed. She had been warned not to be late or else!

She had never been sent to Mr. Buckley before but she knew that he was going to punish her. She carried a sealed note from her Mother explaining Patricia's transgressions which she was to deliver to Mr. Buckley. Many of the single Mothers in their small neighborhood sent their children, both boys and girls, to the fifty year old Buckley for his specific style of discipline that only a man can deliver properly. The Mothers had discussed it to length before approaching the bachelor with their requests for help with the disciplining of their children.

Jack Buckley had agreed to discipline the neighborhood children as long as the women agreed that their kids would be spanked on their bare bottoms. Most of them agreed quickly realizing that it was probably the only way to get the children to start behaving. A couple of them, including Patricia's Mother Karen, had balked at a strange man spanking their son's and daughter's bare behinds but eventually they all agreed that it needed to be done and that they could trust Buckley to moderate the punishments appropriately.

Buckley, on he other hand, was in spanko heaven. As long as he didn't get carried away and have sex with the children sent to him he could spank and stare at their naked ass' to his hearts content. He didn't like young children although he did spank them at the request of their mothers. His preference was the teenagers, boys or girls didn't matter to him. The sounds of his hand or belt smacking their bottoms, the gradual reddening of their pale skin was what aroused him. He always got hard while he administered the spankings.

Patricia rang the doorbell at exactly one minute of nine. She was a bit out of breath because she had been rushing but she was on time. Mr. Buckley let her in. He also noticed that the fourteen year old was on time. He preferred when they were late so he could add extra strokes to their spankings or in some other way escalated his punishment of the children. She was the first of three he had scheduled for that Saturday. He had never punished this particular teen before and was looking forward to a new bottom to bare.

Buckley led the young girl to an armless chair in the middle of his spacious living room, where he sat down in front of the frightened Patricia. "Show me your note Patricia." He commanded as she held out the sealed envelope. "Open it and read it to me."

She nervously opened the envelope and unfolded the short note and haltingly read it aloud as the smiling Mr. Buckley looked on. He was already getting hard as the scene slowly unfolded for him. He liked dragging out the punishment as it meant that his pleasure was also lengthened. "Dear Mr. Buckley, " Patricia read. "Patricia was caught cheating on her math test this week. She knows how wrong it is to cheat and understands that she must be punished for it. She knows that I require her ask you to spank her. I know you will administer her punishment on her bare bottom and" Patricia's face was red from embarrassment as she continued. "please make sure you spank her sufficiently hard and as many times as you think is appropriate."

She let the note fall to the floor as he said. "Well?"

Softly Patricia spoke to the stern man seated in front of her. "Please spank me Mr. Buckley."

"Spank you how girl?" Buckle was enjoying forcing the squirming girl to expand on her request. This was a form of foreplay for Jack Buckley. His cock was straining against the front of his trousers as he waited for the girl to continue.

Patricia instinctively knew what Mr. Buckley wanted of her. "Please spank me Mr. Buckley. Spank me on my bare bottom for being such a bad girl."

"Better young lady. Getting spanked is one thing but asking for it means that you understand the seriousness of your transgression. "Raise your dress to your waist Patricia."

She had expected to have him pull her over his lap and raise her dress and lower her panties in preparation for the spanking but this was an unexpected request. She didn't dare refuse. Patricia grabbed the hem of her dress with both hands and slowly pulled it up past her knees before stopping.

He grinned." That's it. Nice and slow. Now pull it up more so I can see what color panties you are wearing. You are wearing underpants aren't you girl?"

She nodded in the affirmative and pulled her dress up more revealing her pale blue panties that matched her dress color perfectly. No man had seen her in her panties before and here she was exposing herself to a grown man while he sat and had a good look at the thin material covering her womanhood. She had just enough pubic hair to push out the crotch of her panties in a way that Buckley found very provocative. This girl doesn't even know how much she is turning me on. Buckley though as he continued to smile at the young girl.

"Hold that dress up around your waist. Don't let it drop or I will have to add strokes to your punishment." Saying that he reached his hands out and gripped the elastic waist band of her panties."

Patricia was caught by surprise when Buckley grabbed her panties and she let the dress drop, covering his hands. "That won't do Patricia. I'm going to have to increase your punishment for disobeying me. Now pull that dress back up before I decide that you need to be completely naked for your spanking."

Patricia yanked her dress back up to her waist afraid of antagonizing him any further. Buckley's hands were still gripping her blue panties which he slowly and deliberately pulled down to her knees exposing her virgin pussy to his lecherous gaze. Nice little teenage cunt! Buckley mused to himself, enjoying the way his erection was pulsating beneath his thin slacks. He expected that he wouldn't last long enough to masturbate after the girl's spanking. He was probably going to shoot in his pants. How he would enjoy it if he could slide his cock into the youngster and cum deep in her young twat. But he knew he couldn't do that. Any kind of sexual funny business reported by his spankee's would stop his wonderful punishment sessions forever.

Patricia had never felt humiliation to match her standing in front of a grown man with her skirt up and her panties down around her knees. She closed her eyes to avoid seeing the want and lust on Mr. Buckley's face. How could her mother allow this to happen to her?

The lecherous Jack Buckley took a long look at the young girl's virgin pussy before he tugged her close to him and pulled the girl down onto his lap enjoying the feeling of her body sliding across his erect penis. Somehow she had never let go of her dress until Buckley told her to after she was in position on his lap. He was sure the young girl could feel his hard cock, thinly veiled by his cotton slacks, on her naked stomach. He didn't care. He liked the feeling she was giving him down there. Even if she told her mother how hard he was when she received her spanking he would explain to her mother as he had done to others how it was impossible not to become aroused while spanking a young lady's naked bottom. He convinced the mothers that it was his cross to bear being constantly aroused with no relief available. They all knew that Jack would not dare touch their children inappropriately. And a couple of the mother's tsk, tsk'd to each other about how poor Mr. Buckley had to persevere with a stiff penis while he disciplined their sons and daughters.

Jack rested his right hand on Patricia's snow white bottom before raising it high and bringing it down with a loud Crack causing an involuntary yelp from the young girl and a pink spot where his hand had landed on her bottom. He loved the way her firm bottom quivered with each of his spanks. Crack! Crack! Jack used his left hand to hold the young girl's firm body tight against him, and his unyielding cock, as his right hand continued to punish Patricia's reddening bare bottom.

Finally his cock exploded in his pants. Jack made no pretense of trying to stop his orgasm but continued to spank the teens bottom as his cock spewed it's hot juices into his underwear. Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! He stopped spanking the girl but continued to hold her tight as the spasms in his pants slowed and stopped. He was sure that the girl could feel the wetness from his cock seeping through his thin slacks and onto her bare flat belly. He was sure that he would be receiving a inquisitive call from her mother later when she revealed what she had experienced with Mr. Buckley and his stiff wet penis resting against her belly. He would worry about that when the time came.

Jack let the girl up and as she was adjusting her clothing he picked up her fallen note and using the pen from his shirt pocket initialed the note with a large JB letting her mother know that she had been properly punished. When the girl left Jack rushed to his room. He had to change his pants and underwear before the next miscreant arrived for their correction punishment.

Jack had only two more punishments to deal with that afternoon. Both boys and they were a disappointment after his bare bottom spanking of the pretty teen Patricia. The first was little Sammy Jones. He was young and cried throughout his spanking. He had a cute little hairless bottom. Jack had enjoyed delivering the medium hard spanks to the boy's naked backside but it only made his cock partially hard. After seeing Patricia's sweet little ass and her precious young pussy surrounded by soft brown pubic hair it was a let down. His cock started rising as he remembered how wonderful the young girl had looked just standing in front of him holding her dress up to her waist exposing her privates to him. He had enjoyed how red in the face with embarrassment she had gotten while he stared unabashedly at her nude lower half.

He finished the young boy's spanking, signed his return note and waited for his third victim's arrival. He didn't look forward to his next spankee. Ryan was not a little boy. He was seventeen years old and as big as Jack himself. Way to big for an over the knee style spanking with his hand.

He had explained to the young man's mother that Ryan was too old and too big for a hand spanking and that she should consider punishing him by taking away some of his privileges, but Gloria Raynor insisted that a spanking is what he needed. After a session with Jack young Ryan was well behaved for two or three weeks before he needed a reminder punishment session.

It was Gloria that suggested that Jack use a belt on the boy to insure that he would be properly chastised. Ryan appeared at Jack's doorstep once or twice a month with a note from his mother usually only stating the amount of strokes of his belt she felt the boy deserved. Ten or sometimes even Twenty the boy would read out loud with a smirk on his face.

Ryan had that amused smirk on his face because he enjoyed the beatings. Without hesitation Ryan would drop his pants and briefs to his ankles before bending over the back of an armchair presenting his hairy bottom to Jack. Jack never got an erection spanking this big hairy teenage boy but Ryan did. Every time Jack finished striping the boy's ass with his thick leather belt he would tell the boy to pull up his pants because he was done with his punishment. Ryan would always turn to face Jack before pulling up his pants and underwear exposing his raging erection to him. Jack tried not to look but it was hard to avoid the sight of the pulsing teen cock in front of him.

Jack Buckley didn't know if the thrashing of his bottom by his belt caused the boy to become erect or maybe the kid enjoyed bending over in front of him, exposing his little brown hole to another male. Whatever the reason he was glad to see Ryan leave for home with his note. Jack had to wonder if his mother made him drop his pants when he got home and show her how good of a job Jack did on his backside with the belt. He suspected that she might just do that not suspecting that instead of embarrassing her son Ryan also enjoyed baring his ass to his mother.

Later after eating a light supper Jack took a long hot shower. After drying himself with one of his big soft bath towels he didn't bother dressing. He put on his favorite comfortable white terry cloth robe and slippers, poured himself three fingers of bourbon over two large ice cubes and sat down in his favorite easy chair, in the same room that he punished the children in. He was planning on sipping his warming liquor and putting his hand under his robe to fondle his generous sized cock while he replayed in his mind the exceptional spanking session he had with young Patricia that afternoon. He expected that he would have several masturbation sessions while he imagined that young girl and her sweet little pussy standing in front of him. His cock was already stiff with anticipation as the first swallow of his bourbon burned his throat on the way to his stomach. He reached inside of his robe and lightly gripped his cock, just holding it while he closed his eyes trying to get the image of the girl's lightly haired pussy to appear.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Irritated Jack released his grip on his engorged prick and reached for the phone on the adjoining table next to his after shower cocktail. "Hello." He said, the irritation obvious in his voice.

"He ... He ... Hello. Mr. Buckley?"

It was a women's voice. He didn't recognize it but suspected that Patricia had complained to her mother about wetting her stomach with his cum and now Karen Raynor was calling to scold him. "Yes, this is Jack Buckley."

His suspicions were correct. "Good evening Mr. Buckley. This is Karen Simpson. Do you have the time to talk to me?"

Well at least she was being civil about this situation. "Of course Mrs. Simpson..."

She interrupted immediately. "Please call me Karen Mr. Buckley."

"Sure Karen." Jack was again surprised by Patricia's mother asking to be addressed by her first name. What kind of a scolding was she going to give him?