Collin

By Tedy

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.
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"Collin Wright, I've had it with your behavior today – you march your clumsy little legs up those stairs, into the bathroom and from there you are going straight to bed! I don't know what has gotten into you, but if this is going to be how you behave this summer – we are NOT going to have a good time!"

37-year-old Claire Wright was rather tired of her energetic 11 year old. He wasn't a particularly naughty or mischievous kid – but he did do his fair share of stupid things. Just today he broke two vases while throwing a ball inside the house, ate candies right before lunch and now he accidently dropped his dinner plate all over himself . She knew he didn't mean any harm – but the "no harm meant" wasn't making her life any easier.

During the school year, Collin had fantasized many times about all the free time he would have during the long summer days, free to roam his house away from school. Collin; just under 4’6” and 71 pounds, climbed the stairs not too happy about being sent to bed at 8pm, but trying to be the good boy, he marched up the stairs and made all the necessary arrangements for his bath.

Having spilled spaghetti all over his cloths he threw them down the hamper and went on with his bath. Having stayed home all day, it wasn't long before he was done, toweled down and looked at his yellow sponge-bob pajamas. He had talked with his mom about being too old for pajamas, having completed the 5th grade and all, but she had insisted that "what you wear reflects how you act. And wearing pajamas means you are going to go to sleep". Claiming he was too old for the kids TV PJ's led nowhere. Not wanting to angry his mom even more, he put on the pajamas and headed to bed.

Claire Wright loved her son. His father – a military man was unfortunately usually abroad, but he took good care of the family financially. It was the education bit she was a bit afraid of. Especially at times like this. It was a long summer a head of them, and if Colling was going to spend it all at home she would probably lose it. "What he probably needs is some time outside" she pondered. "Some good old nature time".

Just as she was thinking those words, the doorbell rang. Looking through the eyehole Claire recognized two girls from Colin's class in their Girl Scout uniforms. "Good evening Mia, good evening Olivia" Claire Wright smiled as she opened the door. "How can I help you two?" she asked.

"Good evening Mrs. Wright, can we interest you in some cookies? We are selling door to door to raise money for the community church; there is a competition between the different units. Do you want to buy a box?"

An idea started forming in Claire's head. "I think I have a different proposal for you girls you just might be very interested in, please – come on in," she said, gesturing with her hand inside the house.

The two girls had a confused look, but seeing as they knew Mrs. Wright since kindergarten, and, having walked all over the neighborhood – they didn't mind. Following her into the kitchen they saw the mess that Collin had created whilst knocking over his plate. "Oh my gosh, what a mess!" Mia exclaimed "can we help?" they both asked and before getting an answer they rushed to clean the mess.

An impressed Claire watched on as in no time the kitchen was sparkling. "Thank you girls, that was very thoughtful".

"All a part of a scout's code Mrs. Wright" Olivia answered. "By the way – where's Collin?"

Claire grinned to herself "tell me girls – do the scouts take on new members these days?"

Going to sleep that night, Claire Wright felt that this summer might just turn out for the better after all.

Collin woke up in the morning to another fantastic summer day. Having forgotten all about yesterday's events he rushed down stairs to have breakfast. Smelling his mother's pancakes, he ran into the kitchen only to find his two classmates sitting at the table. "Good morning sweetie, help yourself to some pancakes" his mother whilst keeping on making more.

Mia, at 4’8” was known for her good looks with long blond hair and blue eyes. Olivia at an inch taller – with brown hair and brown eyes was more of a tomboy, but both sat at the table wearing their khaki uniform, with their hair pulled into a pony tail with their scouts’ baseball caps. The two of them sitting there made it look like they were recruiting for the army.

Suddenly Collin was very much aware of the pajamas he was still wearing. "I'll just run up the stairs really quick to change" he suggested.

"Nonsense, you always eat breakfast in your jammies. Besides – your food is getting cold".

Blushing from the reference to his clothing as "jammies" and not wanting to further the discussion on his wardrobe, Collin decided to change the subject. "Umm, mom - what are THEY doing here?"

Claire Wright calmly turned around. "Well honey, following yesterday's events, I've decided to roll you in a brief scouts course. Meet your new guides – Mia and Olivia"

The two girls smiled meekly. "What? You can't do that. MOM, THEY ARE IN MY CLASS!" the boy said angrily.

"Watch your tone young man. Some playing outside in the fresh nature air should do you some good, and frankly, it would give me some time to work. Now sit down and eat something – you have a long day ahead of you"

Rather surprised from his mother's strict tone, Collin decided to choose his battles; he sat down as far away as he could from his new councilors and ate his breakfast in silence.

Ten minutes later, his mother turned to the table "Right, I'm off for some arrangements downtown. good luck on your first day sweetie – don't give them any trouble, they know they have authority over you"

"WHAT?!"

"Yes, I knew this would be a bit hard on you, but you'll have to respect the scout's code – and it clearly states that councilors have the right to educate, redirect and punish their subordinates"

"I AM NOT GOING TO LET TWO GIRLS FROM MY CLASS PUNISH ME" Collin yelled out.

"That is enough Collin. You watch what you say OR ELSE".

"NO! YOU WILL NOT MAKE ME."

"Not ONE MORE WORD out of you young man". Mrs. Wright interrupted him." I think you have forgotten who's in charge in this house – and as Mia wisely suggested yesterday evening – boys who do not act their age should be treated as such.

As you are acting like a 6 year old – I will answer you accordingly. Now – if you choose to continue this debate, you will leave me no choice but to spank the naughty little bottom of yours, and to be clear: it will be on the BARE. Now, seeing as you are giving *me* such a hard time – I can't imagine what you are planning for the girls, and so, read my lips: ‘not only are they allowed to punish you – but if they see fit, they may spank you.’ On their terms. Is that understood?"

The dumbfounded boy blushed a deep crimson red. He hasn't been spanked in years, let alone the fact that his mother has just given permission to two of his classmates to spank him. Fearing the worst, he meekly said "Yes ma’am".

Claire hated doing this, but she knew it was for his own good. She kissed Collin on the head and left for down town.

Still in his pajamas, now in the power of two of his classmates, Collin dreadfully looked at the khaki wearing duo.

To be continued…

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