1t's Not Fair 7

1t's Not Fair 7
By Cassie

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.

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This story is set in the Puericil Universe.

See chapter 1 for an explanation about this series. Instead of repeating the whole explanation, I'll leave you with another selection of letters from the "It's Not Fair!" letter column, in "Boy Stuff" magazine. In them, more boys complain about how little privacy they are allowed, and about the double standard that makes it OK for people to see them naked but protects girls' modesty. The intention of this article is illustrating the attitude changes that the Conservative Resurgence has brought about: children, particularly male children, are firmly controlled by adult authority figures, who often make a point of emphasizing that control, in order to keep boys in their place and out of trouble.

(Remember the magazine responses are in italics, and I'll add my own observations between square brackets).

If anyone has a comment or suggestion, I'd like to read it. Please feel free to contribute any similar letters if you wish to, and I'll be happy to write the magazine's response. Thanks again to Steven, who wrote the first letter in this issue.

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It's Not Fair 7

Steve (age 13)

Dear It's Not Fair,

It's me, Steve again. I wrote to you about my experiences with my 6th grade teacher, Mrs. Burns, whom I have for my second try at 6th grade, since I failed the first time. I told you that Mrs. Burns spanks me, the oldest boy in the class, differently than all the other boys, and you advised me to just try to behave and do my work and try to avoid Mrs. Burns' punishments. I am really trying, and seemed to have some success. Mrs. Burns was spanking me less, until I got a little too smart during our social studies lesson.

Let me tell you what happened. Mrs. Burns was explaining "democracy" to us, and she explained how one of the most important things about a democracy is that the rules and laws that are passed have to apply the same to everyone affected by the laws. I raised my hand and made what I thought was a really good point. I pointed out to her that she spanked me differently than any of the other boys in the class. All the other boys get to bend over her desk and just get swatted on their underpants covered tushies which are facing the class. She spanks me standing up and makes me pull down my pants and underpants, so all the kids in the class, including all the girls, get to see my peenie and my red tushie when I get spanked. Also, I pointed out, the girls are just as much a part of the class as we boys are, so is it "democratic" that the girls don't get spanked as well?

After I asked the questions, I was feeling very proud of myself, but then my whole world crashed down around me. Mrs. Burns answered the second part of the question first. She explained that the there could be subgroups to whom a law applies, as long as the law is applied equally to everyone in that subclass. She does not spank girls, period, so girls are not part of the group.

The affected group of the spanking rules is the boys, therefore. As far as the boys go, however, she admitted that I made a very good point. I was feeling really smug and excited, as I assumed that she was going to say that any future spankings I got would be given to me over my underpants as I bent over her desk. Well, that is not what happened. She said that the only democratic thing to do would be to spank any of the boys exactly the same, so from that point on, any boys being spanked would be spanked standing up, like I was, with both pants and underpants pulled down.

I wish you could have seen the looks the other boys gave me. If looks could kill, I wouldn't be writing this letter right now. The girls, for their part, were full of squeals of laughter and excitement. I wasn't too popular in the class before, since I was a year older than everyone else, but now I had made the situation for all the boys worse. Since then, the boys, sometimes with the help of the girls, who of course LOVE to watch me being spanked, have done everything they could to get me more spankings. They have snuck my homework out of my notebook, so I didn't have it to turn in to Mrs. Burns, they have falsely accused me of picking on other kids in the class, both boys and girls, they have accused me of trying to copy work from my neighbors, and anything else they could think of to get me in trouble, because Mrs. Burns has only one punishment for me. Last week I got three spankings in just one week. The girls loved telling me that my tushie was red before I even got the second and third spankings, and I cried longer and harder than I ever had before after both the second and third spankings.

What can I do to get out of this mess? I don't want to be the class's entertainiment for the rest of the school year, and I am tired of having a really sore tushie! What can I do? It's not fair!

Dear Steve, we are glad to hear from you again, although we are sorry that your little problem isn't getting any better. You made a mistake when you tried to use Mrs. Burns' words against herself. That was not your intention, but it probably seemed like you were trying to show her up in front of her class. Mrs. Burns did not appreciate that and reacted accordingly. Next time you want to try to make a grown-up change her mind, you should talk to her in private, and try to be very respectful and tactful.

There's not much advice we can give you to avoid getting spankings at school. After all, it's up to Mrs. Burns to decide how she disciplines her students. If she decides you need a spanking on your bare tushie in front of all the other kids, then you'll get one. Once things get to that point, there's nothing you can do to avoid it. Before that, though, there's one thing you can do, and that is being on your best behavior at school. Although we know it doesn't look that way now, this might even be a good thing in the long run. By making an effort at school, you probably won't have to repeat another grade and will learn more. That will be very good for you in the future.

Even though getting spankings from time to time is part of boyhood, getting bullied should not be. Bullying is a very nasty thing to do, and we hope none of the readers of this magazine does that to any other kid. It's understandable for the other boys in your class to be a little upset with you after what happened, but they have to get over it and understand that you were not trying to make things worse for them.

If the bullying goes on, you should talk to your parents about it. Explain that you are not complaining about getting spanked when you misbehave, but about the other kids ganging up on you and getting you in trouble deliberately. Your parents will know what to do and whether it's necessary for them to speak with Mrs. Burns about it.

Good luck!

[[Although the magazine doesn't comment on it, many teachers nowadays like to keep boys in line with particularly strict and embarrassing punishments. New laws and social attitudes empower them to do so, and it's true that in general boys are much more unruly and likely to cause problems in class if not disciplined properly. The double standard that is being created is clear, however, since girls are not treated that way. The same parents who react with amusement and approval when they hear their sons have had their bare bottoms paddled in front of the class, and who will probably add some additional punishment to express their support for the school, would feel concerned if the same thing happened to their daughters. Girls are just regarded as more mature, not in need of that kind of rough treatment.

Regarding Steve's letter, when a boy is singled out like that, it's probable that his own parents have asked the teacher to be particularly strict with him, and to spank him whenever there's the slightest cause. In fact, if you read Steve's previous letter (see chapter 4), you'll realize that is indeed the case.]]

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Oliver (12 years old)

My aunt Hilda is my dad's sister. Her husband died, and she's been living with us since then. She has two daughters, who are my cousins, and they also live with us. My oldest girl cousin is 6 months younger than me, and the youngest is two years younger than me.

When they started living with us I was just 8 years old. I would have preferred to have boy cousins, because girls only like boring games, but no such luck. Besides, I soon found out that they were treated differently at home, because they were girls.

After supper, my aunt bathed my cousins first, in private and with the bathroom door closed. But then, when it was my turn, mom would bathe me, but my aunt would bring the girls into the bathroom to dry their hair and brush teeth and things like that, while I was taking a bath. Most nights, they were there all the time while I was being bathed, because it's unbelievable how long girls take to dry their hair and comb it, even though they are just going to sleep and not go out or anything. They would come and go as they wanted, and they even left the door open. No one cared about my privacy at all. When I complained to my mom once, she said I shouldn't be worried about that, because my cousins were practically like sisters to me. But I don't care if they are like sisters, I just don't want Aunt Hilda and them to see me naked!

They are still living with us, and the same thing still goes on at bathtime every night. When I was 8 I was just a little boy and did not really care that they saw my dingy. I was more concerned about them seeing my heinie. I would try not to turn my back on them when mom made me stand up in the tub, so they saw my dingy most of the time, instead.

Then I started to notice how my cousins stared, and realized that them seeing my dingy was even worse, because girls don't have that. I hated that they could see me, and tried to spend as much time as possible sitting in the tub, so they couldn't see anything important. But mom always spends a loooong time washing my back and between my legs and I have to stand for that, and she doesn't care if my cousins are there and looking at everything. I begged to be able to bathe on my own, or at least for her to wash me in private, but she said that they were my cousins, so it's not important if they see me, and that it was too inconvenient to bathe me in private, since we only had one bathroom for 3 children and 3 adults. She won't even let me wash myself. I hate that, because my cousins are allowed the wash themselves now, and I'm older than them. But she wouldn't even hear of it, and she even laughed as if it was nonsense, and said that I couldn't be trusted to do a good job on my own. I asked when I could be trusted, and she grinned and said "not for the foreseeable future."

Then, when we go to the beach, my cousins always like to pull down my swimming-suit when I'm not expecting them to. I always pull it back up as fast as I can, but it's enough for people to see everything, and other kids laugh at me. The grownups laugh every time it happens, too, as if my cousins had just done something really cute. But I can't do anything in return, because my cousins wear those one-piece suits that can't be pulled down, and the time I tried to hit one of my cousins for doing that, my dad immediately pulled down my suit again and spanked me standing right there, on the beach, in front of everyone, saying that I needed to learn not to hit girls. Pity no one cares about hitting boys! My dad spanks really hard and I cried a lot before he stopped.

My cousins, of course, are never spanked, because they are girls. They also tease me all the time about seeing me naked, even in front of grownups or other kids, but they never get in trouble because grownups think it's funny.

It's not fair!

Dear Oliver, it sounds like your cousins can be a pest sometimes. When they get like that, try to avoid them, if at all possible. Getting into fights won't accomplish anything good.

It's too bad that they are allowed in the bathroom while you are getting a bath. It's a fact that, nowadays, most moms don't give much importance to their sons' modesty, because they think that boys shouldn't care if other people, even girls, see them naked. It looks like you'll have to grin and bear it and, hopefully, your parents will be more mindful of your modesty when you are a little older.

Good luck!

[[As the magazine's reply states, nowadays most mothers don't give much importance to their sons' modesty. Many fathers don't, either, but the trend is even more noticeable with mothers, who with the Conservative Resurgence tend to get very confident and possessive in their dealings with their sons. It's as if they believe that their sons' bodies belong to them, and it's up to them, as their mothers, to decide who should be allowed to see their nakedness. Some even seem to get a feeling of quiet pleasure and security in exerting that power, displaying their unwilling sons' naked bodies in front of other people, including girls. Far from frowning on it, society even encourages it, and considers it a way of molding boys' character and teaching them their place. Good for discipline, in short. Besides, boys are regarded as much more immature than girls, so there's no reason for them to have hurt feelings when others see them unclothed.

Girls love it, of course. They are only human, after all, and they know they are safe from that kind of exposure. In front of boys, at least, because while many adults believe that it's not good to let girls become too modest in front of grownups, everyone seems to agree that it would be some kind of awful moral corruption for a boy to see a girl naked, and they are willing to go to all kinds of trouble to prevent it from happening. The fact that girls tend to be smug about it is not seen as a problem, since boys are the ones who might get too aggressive and high-and-mighty, if not educated properly.]]

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Connor (14 years old)

My stepmom is really strict with me, way stricter than my mom ever was. Dad is often not at home, because he has to work late, but he says I have to do as she tells me, 'cause she's a grownup and she knows better than me what's good for me, but I don't like it anyway.

Whenever I do something wrong, even if it's something little like taking too long to come home from school, she sits there in the sitting room and I have to stand in front of her. While she lectures me, she takes down my shorts, tucks my vest or T-shirt up (I have to hold it under my armpits) and then she peels my underpants down.

That's way too embarrassing, and it's not like it's in private or anything. My big sister is often there, watching on, and my two little stepsisters are allowed to be there too, even if they see my dinky and my bottom.

Even though everyone can see me, I still have to stand there while she goes on and on about how I have been naughty and how I need a spanking on my bare bottom to make me behave.

The worst is that, as I'm standing there, nervous, with my dinky hanging in front of me for all to see, I suddenly notice it getting bigger. Now, that's really bad, and I know I'm blushing, 'cause I notice my face get real hot. I try to will my dinky not to get stiff, or to think of something else, but the more I try the more it gets big, and then I'm right there with a big stiffie in front of everybody. I don't want it to happen, but it does, and it's so stiff that it almost hurts. It never gets any easier, let me tell you, especially when my sisters have friends over. Everyone is allowed to watch, 'cause my stepmom says I'm only a young boy anyway, and it doesn't matter who sees me because I'm too young to be allowed any modesty.

Then I have to get over her knees and she spanks me with her hand. I guess it doesn't sound that bad, and I guess a hairbrush like some of my friends get would be worse, but my stepmom is young and plays tennis, and she has a strong arm, and the spanking goes on and on, real long, until I'm crying and blubbering in front of everybody.

Then I have corner time, right there in the sitting room, with my red bottom showing.

I know I have to be punished when I do something bad, but I wish my stepmom weren't so strict, and I don't like that anyone can see me get spanked, but my sisters never get spanked themselves. It's not fair!

Dear Connor, sometimes talking with your parents and asking them not to spank you in public, now that you are older, works. However, it seems like your dad and stepmom have firm ideas about the way to discipline you, so it probably won't do much good. You know them better, though, and if you decide to try we'll wish you luck. In the meantime, however, the only solution is to behave as well as you can. Easier said than done, we know...

Still, when you get in trouble and get spanked like that, in front of everybody, you must remember that your parents want the best for you, and wouldn't bother to discipline you if they didn't care about you. They know you better than anyone and they have more experience in life, so they are well placed to make these decisions. Even if you don't like it right now, in the long run you'll find that you appreciate and are grateful for their guidance. Making the rules and deciding how you are disciplined is their decision, and you'll have to try and make the best of it.

Good luck, and try to be good!

[[A good example of how the magazine always advises submission and obedience to adult authority. Even though it's targeted to boys, the ones who ultimately pay and make decisions about what is bought are the parents. It's not only a matter of not offending adults, though. The truth is that society nowadays approves of this kind of strict handling of boys and male teens. People tend to equate firmness and very authoritarian attitudes with good parenting. Boys, people think, thrive when under a strict regime.]]

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