SSC2007: Day at the Zoo (Mm, spank, tawse) (Child) [490 words]
Summary: The trip to the zoo is cut short because of misbehavior.
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Day at the Zoo
By
Y Lee Coyote
It was a perfect day for the Zoo. The plan was for Dad to take us -- my kid brother, Jeffery (twelve) and me (fourteen) -- for some father/son/male bonding. Mom made all the expected speeches and practically pushed us out the door -- after we all promised to behave properly. It was to be an all-day excursion for we loved the zoo and it was very rare that Dad could take us.
It was but three hours later that we returned. Mom was immediately all questions: anyone sick? Hurt? Zoo closed? And on and on. As soon as she got a "No." there was another question. Finally, she hit on the right one: "Misbehavior?"
"We got ejected for feeding the animals and teasing the monkeys..." I said. "...and a written warning, too."
She turned to Jeffery and gave him 'that look'. "It was not I, Mother." said my brother truthfully.
Mother sighed. She reached into the cupboard and took out the dreaded strap and handed it to me. "Son, go have that man-to-man talk with your dad." I tried to explain but she wouldn't let me say a word. "Now!" What could I do, but to obey? Dad and I went to his bedroom. Mom kept Jeffery from tailing along. Although Mom let us manage "men's business" she made sure that we had the necessary "business meetings". Discipline was definitely men's business.
We all knew the rules. This called for ten cuts on the bare while bent over the chair. There was not anything to discuss. If Mother did not hear the strap on bare butt skin, she would insist that it happen and probably even have Jeffery watch to give a cut by cut report. She fully expected that us men would do what was right and proper.
Dad put the chair in the proper place. Belt and trousers were undone. Trousers and boxers lowered. The miscreant bent over presenting his butt. The strap kissed the target ten times. The usual thanks, forgiveness and hugs were exchanged after fair discipline. We returned to the kitchen and Mom had a snack ready for us. There was a cushion on my chair. Mom is thoughtful about these things.
When I sat down, I shifted the cushion to Dad's chair but not as discretely as I thought. Mom saw and asked exactly what had happened at the zoo. Dad confessed that he had tossed some food into the cages and acted silly for the monkeys. A guard had noticed his repeated transgressions and. ejected us with a warning notice.
Mom lectured him and told him that he should be ashamed of himself for acting like a baby. Dad just stared at his coffee cup, looking contrite while she talked.
Jeffery and I knew enough to keep silent when our parents talked. I just wondered if I would have further opportunities to strap my dad and if this meant he would not strap me anymore.
The End
© Copyright A.I.L. July 17, 2007