Justin's Embarrassing Public Pants-down Spanking
|by A D N|
Copyright on this story text belongs at all times to the original author only, whether stated explicitly in the text or not. The original date of posting to the MMSA was: 08 Feb 1999
Every year it was the same thing. They would rent space at a large park, and family members from all over the country would come attend the reunion. Each year the old ladies who Justin barely knew would come up to him and pinch his cheeks saying, "My, how you've grown this year."
Justin had asked his dad if he could go down to the lake to look around. "I don't think it's a good idea for you to go down there by yourself, but if you can find an adult or one of your older cousins I'm sure they'll go down there with you if you ask them."
Normally Justin would have understood and accepted his father's request without any question. But this time it was different. Nobody was really paying much attention to him. Everyone was either older than him or a lot younger than him, and the older ones surely didn't want to take time out from whatever they were doing just to take him down to look at the lake. He also thought that he was responsible enough to go down to the lake by himself, and he wanted to prove that to his father and the rest of the family. He was no longer a little baby. So he headed out toward the lake.
An hour passed by, and then another. It wasn't until everyone had gathered to eat that Justin's parents noticed he was missing. He wasn't anywhere in sight, and his mother immediately became paranoid as she thought of the worst scenario. The women did their best to help her pull herself together while all the men and teens set out to look for the boy.
As the time passed by Justin's mom became more and more worried. Everyone tried to tell her that he would be fine. It took about an hour and a half to finally find Justin. He had wandered off even further than the lake, and only returned when he heard his cousins calling his name. Walking back toward the large, covered, picnic table area, his mother immediately ran to him and threw her arms around him.
"Thank God you're okay!" she said, kissing him all over. When she finished making a big deal over his return she firmly placed her hands on his shoulders. "Where were you young man?" she demanded to know. By this time his dad had finally showed up.
"I just went for a walk down near the lake," he replied.
"What did I tell you about going to the lake by yourself?" his dad sternly asked.
"You told me that you wanted me to find an adult, but I didn't think any of them would want to go down there with me," he replied.
"How would you know if you didn't bother to ask anyone?" his dad asked him. "Do you realize that the entire family has been worried about you and looking for you for the past two hours?"
"I'm sorry," he quietly replied, feeling the guilt of what he did.
"I'm afraid you're going to have to be punished for disobeying me Justin," his dad informed him.
"What that boy needs is a good spanking!" outspoken Uncle Mack said. A few of the teens laughed and nodded in approval.
"Justin has never been spanked in his life," his mother replied.
"He's obviously long overdue then," Uncle Mack said. "I guarantee a good spanking would teach that boy to mind you."
"He does have a point dear," Justin's father told his mother. The last thing she wanted was to agree, but she knew. She reluctantly nodded her head in acknowledgement.
Justin's father approached him. "I'm sorry Justin, but you're going to have to get a spanking for this," he told the boy.
"No daddy, please not a spanking!" Justin begged.
"Yes Justin, a good spanking," his dad told him, "right here and now, in front of everyone."
Now Justin felt real bad. He had never gotten a spanking before, and now he was about to get his very first one in front of thirty relatives he hardly knew. "Can't you wait til we get home?" he asked his dad, almost in tears.
"No son," his dad answered, taking him by the arm. "I think that you getting your very first spanking in front of everyone will help you to remember it more."
Justin was led over to a vacant picnic table. His dad sat down on the bench seat, turning Justin toward him. All eyes were upon the two of them, waiting to see the little angel finally get what he deserved. With a quick tug Justin's pants were unbuttoned. The zipper was then lowered.
"Daddy, what are you doing?" he loudly asked, looking completely horrified.
"I'm pulling your pants down for your spanking," his father replied, gripping the sides of his pants and pulling them down to the boy's knees. He then slid his fingers in the waistband of Justin's Superman underwear.
"No daddy, please not my undies!" he begged, tears forming in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Justin, but you need to be taught a lesson," his father said, and the his underpants were slowly lowered, leaving him exposed to the entire family. He had already begun to softly cry from the extreme embarrassment. His dad gently took his arm and pulled him face-down across his lap. Lifting his shirt-tail a little up his back he looked down at his son's small, well-rounded bottom. He never thought he would have to spank Justin, and it pained him now to do so. He rested his hand on the boy's smooth bare bottom, gently rubbing it. He was very hesitant to begin, but he knew he had to go on as everyone was looking at him, waiting for him to begin.
He raised his hand and brought it down swiftly right in the center of Justin's bare buttocks. The little boy shrieked loudly in pain, and his tiny rump was smacked again. Justin kicked and wailed in pain as the spanking continued. It seemed as though his father had no intentions of stopping. He just slapped his son's naked fanny over and over, the family watching as it turned from light pink to angry red. Justin screamed until he could scream no more, and he went limp over his dad's lap as the smacks continued to shower down. The family watched with satisfaction. Justin's small bottom was spanked until it was ten different shades, uncluding red, blue, green, and purple. His little bottom was bruised all over, and he had definately been given something he was not likely to soon forget.
Justin was gently lifted from his dad's lap. Even though he was facing the rest of the family he forgot about his modesty. He could barely touch his well-beaten bottom because it hurt so much. Large tears streamed down his face as he continued to bawl like a baby. Clearly visible to every family member was his 3", hard penis, which in addition to his bottom was well-attended to later that evening.