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We started off early Saturday morning and arrived midday. We knew little about either the HHGH, Margate or even Kent. Dad assured us that the owner/operator Mr. Colin Peters ran a very nice and orderly establishment. He was certain that we would not have to put up with rowdy kids as has happened in the past. The place looked like every guest house in these resort towns as shown in the Sunday supplements write-ups. It was the signs on the wall that we read as dad checked in that told the special story. This short quote sums it up: «We accept that children are inclined to get into mischief, but do expect parents to do their duty. Please feel welcome to make use of the disciplinary equipment provided.» In case the meaning was not clear, the junior cane, paddle and tawse hanging in the room left no doubt. Mr. Colin's young nephew, Mark, checked us in. The room had a double bed for mum and dad and a double bunk beds for Dicky and me. There was a new partition that gave a little privacy although mum and dad would have to walk through our section to get in and out of the room. We walked around on the promenade to see what the place was like and then returned to shower and dress for dinner.\n\nMum decided to take a soak in the real bathroom while dad just took a quick shower and went to read the paper on the veranda. That gave Dicky and me time to examine the disciplinary equipment conveniently (probably too conveniently) hanging in the room. The cane definitely petrified Dicky (and Wickie too) while we both thought that the paddle and tawse would easily make sitting down very uncomfortable. Because time was short, I had to settle for just a BJ but Wickie was very enthusiastic about it. Then as a good fag should for his prefect, he buffed my shoes (and his own). Mum showed that she did understand about our privacy by knocking when she came back from her bath. Dicky already had his pants on and I was drying my hair. It was only after mum had passed through that I realized that I hadn't covered up and, more interesting, that I did not care. We dressed up like young gentlemen should in our school uniforms. Dicky was in shorts and I was in longs but otherwise identical. We waited with dad outside until mum came down for dinner.\n\nIt was then that we met Mr. Colin. He was very polite and cordial addressing us by name. He got Dick and I reversed because he thought that I was the older one. Dinner was home style but with restaurant service. It was strange without mum running back and forth to the kitchen. At one table were two women who were so nervous that mum asked about them. They were sisters (now single mothers) and their sons, Alex, sixteen (almost seventeen), and John, eleven, were late back for dinner. Everyone was being served desert when these two hooligans came in disturbing everyone. Mr. Colin ordered them out of his dining room and not to return until they showered and dressed properly. He responded to their rude remarks with a simple line: \"You'll not eat at my table until you do.\" By the time they returned everyone had finished eating and most of the tables were cleared. Their idea of dressing was polo shirts and baggy running trousers with flip-flops. Their idea of how to get served was to yell. Mr. Colin told them to be quiet and that the kitchen was now closed.\n\nAlex yelled a vulgarity at him and started to run out. Mr. Colin grabbed him and dragged him back to his place. As Mr. Colin sat down he said: \"Boy, you need to learn manners.\" Then -- right in front of everyone -- he yanked down his trousers and pants and pulled him over his lap. He was struggling so Mr. Colin put his right leg over Alex's legs and held him still. Mark handed him a leather paddle. This paddle was much larger than the one hanging in our room.\n\nJohnny decided that being elsewhere was a good idea and he tried bolting like his older cousin. I just reached out and stopped him cold. \"Don't go now, Johnny, the show's just starting.\" I pulled him around so that he had to sit on my lap or break his arm. He objected to being held but I was too strong for him so with his arm in a hammerlock he stayed still.\n\nMeanwhile, without any more words, Mr. Colin started to spank Alex. The large leather paddle made a resounding thud each and every time it connected with his naked bum which was followed by a howl. After a while the howls turned to sobbing and then bawling. I could tell that this was having a major effect on Johnny. He turned away and put his head on my shoulder. I let go of his arm and just held him. \"Don't let him near me, please. He'll kill me. Alex never cries and he's been beat up real bad. Please.\"\n\nMr. Colin had stopped and was now putting Alex, with his hands on his head, in the corner. I talked quietly and privately with Johnny and sent him off to let his mother decide what should happen. He talked with her a few minutes and then came back to me. \"I've been a naughty boy. Please spank me.\" I shifted my chair and told him to drop his trousers and pants. As bad as it is to be naked, it is worse when someone else does it to you. I then helped him across my lap, got a good grip on his waist and started. I gave him a few warm up SPANKS and then some really hard ones. He really needed a spanking and I did not want to cheat him. Soon he was bawling just as a well spanked boy should. When I stopped and stood him up he hugged me and continued to cry on my shoulder. Mum slipped a napkin under his face to protect my blazer.\n\nMr. Colin brought Alex back into the centre of the room and explained that he was going to be caned and what would happen if he moved. Then he asked Mark if he would like to do the job. Mark was holding what I learnt was a senior cane rather than a junior cane like the one hanging in our room. Mark crossed the room and aligned himself by the bent over Alex. I made Johnny watch so that he would know what this was about. I even hoped that Alex would jump around and get extra.\n\nMark raised the cane and everyone heard the SWOOH and then the CRACK as it connected with Alex's already red hot bum. He yelled and jumped. \"Blimey!\" exclaimed Johnny. Alex stood up twice and jumped once earning an extra three so he got nine all total. This show had a great effect. The little kids clutched their mum's hands as they left in a daze. I led Johnny over to examine his cousin's marked bottom. Actually, I wanted to get a good look at it myself. As we left, Mark brought in a couple of sandwiches. Not nearly as nice as the dinner the rest of us had, but better than nothing. There weren't any vending machines in this place just, apparently, a huge collection of things to beat a child's bottom.\n\nMum and Dicky went up to the room while dad and I talked with Mr. Colin. He complimented me on how well I handled Johnny. I explained that the lad was terrified of him for he made his tough cousin cry. I think that he will remember this evening for a long time. I also took to opportunity, while dad was checking the church listings, to ask if he taught Mark how to use the cane. I was very impressed at how parallel each line was except for the last two which formed an \"X\" over the others exactly as in all the stories. When he said yes, I asked him if he would show me how to do it. He immediately asked dad if that was OK. Dad approved.\n\nTuesday the sky opened and it poured all day. It was impossible to go out unless you wanted to swim in the road. Mum decided to do the laundry and dad to read the paper. Dicky and I went to playroom. After a while, even pool was boring. Then Dicky saw some Famous Five books on the shelf and he was exultant for there was one that he had never seen. He immediately curled up with it in the easy chair and started to devour it. I was looking for a book for myself when Alex came in. He was in a foul mood and immediately started in at me.\n\n\"You're the bloody bloke that caught and spanked my cousin John.\" with that he shoved me against the bookcase. I was able to avoid his first punch but not the next few. I punched back and soon we were slugging it out. I was not doing well at all for he was bigger, older by almost three years, knew how to fight and stronger. Several of the little ones were yelling \"fight\" and Dicky even noticed. As he was getting up, Mr. Colin came into the room. He roared: \"STOP!!\" so forcefully the Alex actually did for a couple of seconds. I got one good shot in his bread basket as Mr. Colin's took control of him. I was not in very good shape. He told one of the other kids to get both the tawse and the canes from behind the desk.\n\n\"Alex, you have fifteen seconds to drop your trouser and bend over the table. You'll get an extra stroke with the cane for each second delay.\" Alex open his mouth to object but Mr. Collin start to count backward from fifteen. By the time he got to twelve Alex was starting to obey. He was in position at the count of four. Mr. Colin took the cane and flexed it in the air. \"Don't move, boy.\" he said, and he swung the cane hard against Alex's still marked bottom six times. Alex screamed after every blow but he did not get up. \"Stay there boy.\"\n\nMr. Colin then turned to me. \"Get into position, Julian.\" I hesitated. \"It takes two to fight.\" I dropped my trousers and pants and leaned over the table just a yard to the side of Alex. I heard the cane WHOOSHING thru the air and then it landed. There was a slight pause before my body shook with pain. I clenched my teeth and waited to the next blow. It was just as bad.\n\nI glanced at Alex and he was smiling at me as if to say: \"How do you like it, smarty pants?\" In another thirty seconds it was over and my arse was on fire. This was significantly different then what I felt when I forced dad to cane me a few month back. Now I really knew what the cane was all about.\n\nThen I realized that Mr. Colin was talking: \"... and for starting this fight, you get five with this tawse.\" WHACK!! and Alex yelled. It was my turn to smile. By the time he had gotten his full quota of five Alex was bawling. Mr. Colin ordered us both to our rooms. We each pulled up our trousers and rushed upstairs. We did not speak. A few minutes later, Dicky came in with some ice and used it to cool my bottom. He was very proud of me for not screaming like Alex did.\n\nMum came in and was horrified. There was not more that she could for me besides the ice so she went to find dad. Little Johnny came by and apologized for his cousin causing me to get caned. He really thought that I was tougher than Alex. Mum had a hard time understanding why I was not up in arms for being unjustly caned. She did not think that Billy Budd should have been hung either. Dad was willing to take a picture of my caned bum for a holiday remembrance.\n\nThe next day, Alex was grounded and not allowed out of his mum's sight so Johnny tagged along with Dicky and me. We went exploring the whole beach and promenade area. I felt very grown up being in charge of two other boys both of whom I had spanked and had the right to spank again if I decided that it was warranted. This feeling let me minimize the discomfort in my own sorely used bottom. The day was lots of fun with one small exception. It was already past five thirty when we passed the sweet stand. Johnny really wanted to buy some sweets but I knew it would spoil his dinner. Well, actually, I believed that because I had been hearing it since I was five. So I struck a deal. He could buy some stuff but could not eat it until after dinner. He agreed and we shook hand on it very solemnly. It was not until we were back at the guest house that I realized he had been walking on the other side of Dicky and lagging back.\n\nWe sat on the back steps, side by side, and talked about it. After a while he said that he earned a spanking for eating the sweets and said that we should go to my room for it. I asked if that was all he did wrong. It took a while for him to realize that he had not kept his solemn word to wait until after dinner. He was very ashamed of himself. When we got to my room, he started to take his trousers down but stopped. Then he ran over to the hook and got the little paddle. \"I've been very naughty, Julian.\" and handed me the paddle. He dropped his shorts and leaned over my lap.\n\nI rubbed his cute little bum and started spanking him. Once he was warmed up I hit him harder. The previous time he was crying by this time. I changed to the paddle and gave him six real whacks on each check. Stood him up and hugged him tightly. He hugged me back and then started to cry. \"I'm so ashamed. I'm so sorry.\" Then I took him to his room so he could shower and change for dinner. Then I did the same.\n\nAt dinner he was not allowed to have dessert because he could not eat his dinner. It was a shame because it was excellent chocolate cake.\n\nMr. Colin did teach me how to use a cane. It was very interesting to learn that it was not brute strength that mattered but how it is handled. Dad participated in the lessons as a student. He insisted that he was taking the time for my benefit -- surely if I was to be caned I would want it done right. Particularly after Tuesday's experience, I don't think I want to find out.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The "Happy Holidays Guest House" in Margate on the very eastern tip of Kent, was our holiday destination.  We started off early Saturday morning and arrived midday.  We knew little about either the HHGH, Margate or even Kent.  Dad assured us that the owner/operator Mr. Colin Peters ran a very nice and orderly establishment.  He was certain that we would not have to put up with rowdy kids as has happened in the past.  The place looked like every guest house in these resort towns as shown in the Sunday supplements write-ups.  It was the signs on the wall that we read as dad checked in that told the special story.  This short quote sums it up: «We accept that children are inclined to get into mischief, but do expect parents to do their duty. Please feel welcome to make use of the disciplinary equipment provided.»  In case the meaning was not clear, the junior cane, paddle and tawse hanging in the room left no doubt.  Mr. Colin's young nephew, Mark, checked us in.  The room had a double bed for mum and dad and a double bunk beds for Dicky and me.  There was a new partition that gave a little privacy although mum and dad would have to walk through our section to get in and out of the room.  We walked around on the promenade to see what the place was like and then returned to shower and dress for dinner.

Mum decided to take a soak in the real bathroom while dad just took a quick shower and went to read the paper on the veranda.  That gave Dicky and me time to examine the disciplinary equipment conveniently (probably too conveniently) hanging in the room.  The cane definitely petrified Dicky (and Wickie too) while we both thought that the paddle and tawse would easily make sitting down very uncomfortable.  Because time was short, I had to settle for just a BJ but Wickie was very enthusiastic about it.  Then as a good fag should for his prefect, he buffed my shoes (and his own).  Mum showed that she did understand about our privacy by knocking when she came back from her bath.  Dicky already had his pants on and I was drying my hair.  It was only after mum had passed through that I realized that I hadn't covered up and, more interesting, that I did not care.  We dressed up like young gentlemen should in our school uniforms.  Dicky was in shorts and I was in longs but otherwise identical.  We waited with dad outside until mum came down for dinner.

It was then that we met Mr. Colin.  He was very polite and cordial addressing us by name.  He got Dick and I reversed because he thought that I was the older one.  Dinner was home style but with restaurant service.  It was strange without mum running back and forth to the kitchen.  At one table were two women who were so nervous that mum asked about them.  They were sisters (now single mothers) and their sons, Alex, sixteen (almost seventeen), and John, eleven, were late back for dinner.  Everyone was being served desert when these two hooligans came in disturbing everyone.  Mr. Colin ordered them out of his dining room and not to return until they showered and dressed properly.  He responded to their rude remarks with a simple line: "You'll not eat at my table until you do."  By the time they returned everyone had finished eating and most of the tables were cleared.  Their idea of dressing was polo shirts and baggy running trousers with flip-flops.  Their idea of how to get served was to yell.  Mr. Colin told them to be quiet and that the kitchen was now closed.

Alex yelled a vulgarity at him and started to run out.  Mr. Colin grabbed him and dragged him back to his place.  As Mr. Colin sat down he said:  "Boy, you need to learn manners."  Then -- right in front of everyone -- he yanked down his trousers and pants and pulled him over his lap.  He was struggling so Mr. Colin put his right leg over Alex's legs and held him still.  Mark handed him a leather paddle.  This paddle was much larger than the one hanging in our room.

Johnny decided that being elsewhere was a good idea and he tried bolting like his older cousin.  I just reached out and stopped him cold.  "Don't go now, Johnny, the show's just starting."  I pulled him around so that he had to sit on my lap or break his arm.  He objected to being held but I was too strong for him so with his arm in a hammerlock he stayed still.

Meanwhile, without any more words, Mr. Colin started to spank Alex.  The large leather paddle made a resounding thud each and every time it connected with his naked bum which was followed by a howl.  After a while the howls turned to sobbing and then bawling.  I could tell that this was having a major effect on Johnny.  He turned away and put his head on my shoulder.  I let go of his arm and just held him.  "Don't let him near me, please.  He'll kill me.  Alex never cries and he's been beat up real bad.  Please."

Mr. Colin had stopped and was now putting Alex, with his hands on his head, in the corner.  I talked quietly and privately with Johnny and sent him off to let his mother decide what should happen.  He talked with her a few minutes and then came back to me.  "I've been a naughty boy.  Please spank me."  I shifted my chair and told him to drop his trousers and pants.  As bad as it is to be naked, it is worse when someone else does it to you.  I then helped him across my lap, got a good grip on his waist and started.  I gave him a few warm up SPANKS and then some really hard ones.  He really needed a spanking and I did not want to cheat him.  Soon he was bawling just as a well spanked boy should.  When I stopped and stood him up he hugged me and continued to cry on my shoulder.  Mum slipped a napkin under his face to protect my blazer.

Mr. Colin brought Alex back into the centre of the room and explained that he was going to be caned and what would happen if he moved.  Then he asked Mark if he would like to do the job.  Mark was holding what I learnt was a senior cane rather than a junior cane like the one hanging in our room.  Mark crossed the room and aligned himself by the bent over Alex.  I made Johnny watch so that he would know what this was about.  I even hoped that Alex would jump around and get extra.

Mark raised the cane and everyone heard the SWOOH and then the CRACK as it connected with Alex's already red hot bum.  He yelled and jumped.  "Blimey!" exclaimed Johnny.  Alex stood up twice and jumped once earning an extra three so he got nine all total.  This show had a great effect.  The little kids clutched their mum's hands as they left in a daze.  I led Johnny over to examine his cousin's marked bottom.  Actually, I wanted to get a good look at it myself.  As we left, Mark brought in a couple of sandwiches.  Not nearly as nice as the dinner the rest of us had, but better than nothing.  There weren't any vending machines in this place just, apparently, a huge collection of things to beat a child's bottom.

Mum and Dicky went up to the room while dad and I talked with Mr. Colin.  He complimented me on how well I handled Johnny.  I explained that the lad was terrified of him for he made his tough cousin cry.  I think that he will remember this evening for a long time.  I also took to opportunity, while dad was checking the church listings, to ask if he taught Mark how to use the cane.  I was very impressed at how parallel each line was except for the last two which formed an "X" over the others exactly as in all the stories.  When he said yes, I asked him if he would show me how to do it.  He immediately asked dad if that was OK.  Dad approved.

Tuesday the sky opened and it poured all day.  It was impossible to go out unless you wanted to swim in the road.  Mum decided to do the laundry and dad to read the paper.  Dicky and I went to playroom.  After a while, even pool was boring.  Then Dicky saw some Famous Five books on the shelf and he was exultant for there was one that he had never seen.  He immediately curled up with it in the easy chair and started to devour it.  I was looking for a book for myself when Alex came in.  He was in a foul mood and immediately started in at me.

"You're the bloody bloke that caught and spanked my cousin John." with that he shoved me against the bookcase.  I was able to avoid his first punch but not the next few.  I punched back and soon we were slugging it out.  I was not doing well at all for he was bigger, older by almost three years, knew how to fight and stronger.  Several of the little ones were yelling "fight" and Dicky even noticed.  As he was getting up, Mr. Colin came into the room.  He roared: "STOP!!" so forcefully the Alex actually did for a couple of seconds.  I got one good shot in his bread basket as Mr. Colin's took control of him.  I was not in very good shape.  He told one of the other kids to get both the tawse and the canes from behind the desk.

"Alex, you have fifteen seconds to drop your trouser and bend over the table.  You'll get an extra stroke with the cane for each second delay."  Alex open his mouth to object but Mr. Collin start to count backward from fifteen.  By the time he got to twelve Alex was starting to obey.  He was in position at the count of four.  Mr. Colin took the cane and flexed it in the air.  "Don't move, boy." he said, and he swung the cane hard against Alex's still marked bottom six times.  Alex screamed after every blow but he did not get up.  "Stay there boy."

Mr. Colin then turned to me.  "Get into position, Julian."  I hesitated.  "It takes two to fight."  I dropped my trousers and pants and leaned over the table just a yard to the side of Alex.  I heard the cane WHOOSHING thru the air and then it landed.  There was a slight pause before my body shook with pain.  I clenched my teeth and waited to the next blow.  It was just as bad.

I glanced at Alex and he was smiling at me as if to say: "How do you like it, smarty pants?"  In another thirty seconds it was over and my arse was on fire.  This was significantly different then what I felt when I forced dad to cane me a few month back.  Now I really knew what the cane was all about.

Then I realized that Mr. Colin was talking: "... and for starting this fight, you get five with this tawse."  WHACK!! and Alex yelled.  It was my turn to smile.  By the time he had gotten his full quota of five Alex was bawling.  Mr. Colin ordered us both to our rooms.  We each pulled up our trousers and rushed upstairs.  We did not speak.  A few minutes later, Dicky came in with some ice and used it to cool my bottom.  He was very proud of me for not screaming like Alex did.

Mum came in and was horrified.  There was not more that she could for me besides the ice so she went to find dad.  Little Johnny came by and apologized for his cousin causing me to get caned.  He really thought that I was tougher than Alex.  Mum had a hard time understanding why I was not up in arms for being unjustly caned.  She did not think that Billy Budd should have been hung either.  Dad was willing to take a picture of my caned bum for a holiday remembrance.

The next day, Alex was grounded and not allowed out of his mum's sight so Johnny tagged along with Dicky and me.  We went exploring the whole beach and promenade area.  I felt very grown up being in charge of two other boys both of whom I had spanked and had the right to spank again if I decided that it was warranted.  This feeling let me minimize the discomfort in my own sorely used bottom.  The day was lots of fun with one small exception.  It was already past five thirty when we passed the sweet stand.  Johnny really wanted to buy some sweets but I knew it would spoil his dinner.  Well, actually, I believed that because I had been hearing it since I was five.  So I struck a deal.  He could buy some stuff but could not eat it until after dinner.  He agreed and we shook hand on it very solemnly.  It was not until we were back at the guest house that I realized he had been walking on the other side of Dicky and lagging back.

We sat on the back steps, side by side, and talked about it.  After a while he said that he earned a spanking for eating the sweets and said that we should go to my room for it.  I asked if that was all he did wrong.  It took a while for him to realize that he had not kept his solemn word to wait until after dinner.  He was very ashamed of himself.  When we got to my room, he started to take his trousers down but stopped.  Then he ran over to the hook and got the little paddle.  "I've been very naughty, Julian." and handed me the paddle.  He dropped his shorts and leaned over my lap.

I rubbed his cute little bum and started spanking him.  Once he was warmed up I hit him harder.  The previous time he was crying by this time.  I changed to the paddle and gave him six real whacks on each check.  Stood him up and hugged him tightly.  He hugged me back and then started to cry.  "I'm so ashamed.  I'm so sorry."  Then I took him to his room so he could shower and change for dinner.  Then I did the same.

At dinner he was not allowed to have dessert because he could not eat his dinner.  It was a shame because it was excellent chocolate cake.

Mr. Colin did teach me how to use a cane.  It was very interesting to learn that it was not brute strength that mattered but how it is handled.  Dad participated in the lessons as a student.  He insisted that he was taking the time for my benefit -- surely if I was to be caned I would want it done right.  Particularly after Tuesday's experience, I don't think I want to find out.", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Big Brother's Keeper (10)", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "1", "rating_name": "Mature", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "2", "name": "Nudity", "description": "Nonsexual nudity exposing breasts or genitals (must not show arousal)", "rating_id": "1" }, { "content_tag_id": "3", "name": "Violence", "description": "Mild violence", "rating_id": "1" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "150" }