Spirited Intervention Part III

Spirited Intervention Part III
by ThatStings

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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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Thanks to all those who sent emails about this story. I'll try to keep the punishments and humiliations coming!
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III: Brian's New Day

Pity poor Brian. He went from king of his little world to a haunted boy - literally - lying naked and shivering on his stripped bed. His bottom still stung from the spanking he received and his balls still ached from their paddling. He smacked his lips and still tasted the soap that invaded his mouth earlier.

His dreams were equally haunted. He had visions of strangers lined up to take him across their laps and spank him, again and again. He got to the point in the dream where he had to go back to the beginning of the line and start over again when he awoke. From his vantage point he could see that the early light was just starting to spill into his room. He stayed still for a few moments and then stretched, closing his eyes. He rolled onto his back and opened his eyes.

Another boy was staring wide-eyed into his face. He smiled and said, "Hey! You're awake!" Brian screamed and moved away. He could see Robbie standing behind the boy.

"Don't worry, Brian," he said. "This one is alive."

Brian looked from the ghost to the live boy and back again. "Wha - what's goin' on?" Then he focused on the boy and said, "Hey, I know you! You're that Archie kid."

"Yep," Archie said. "Archie Bleyer. The one you pushed in the mud, and the one you gave a lotta wedgies to, and the one you pantsed in the schoolyard, and I'm gonna be in charge of you."

"What do you mean, 'in charge of me'?" Brian knew this wasn't going to be good.

"It means that Archie here will tell you what to do, when to do it, where to do it," Robbie said. "You will obey him completely."

"But he's just a little kid!"

"I'm nine years old," Archie said indignantly. "Old enough to take care of you!" Robbie stopped Brian with a look before he could snort at the little boy.

"I'll be helping him all the way," the ghost said. "If you're smart you'll simply obey and take what's coming to you. I don't think you are all that smart, so it's gonna be rough on you." And rough on me, too, he thought.

To Archie, Robbie said, "Time to get your boy moving. Remember what I told you to do?"

"Sure do!" the kid said. He pulled a leather contraption with a leash from his back pocket. "Okay, boy," he said to Brian. "Lay back and spread your legs."

Brian stared at the boy in disbelief, and then at Robbie who just regarded him impassively. Knowing things could actually get worse, he sighed and opened his legs. Archie quickly wrapped the contraption around the older boy's testicles and cinched it tight. Brian grunted but did nothing.

"Okay," Archie said gleefully. "Up, boy! Up! Up!" Each 'up' was accompanied by a painful tug on Brian's balls. He scrambled to his feet and waited to see what he next order would be.

"Okay, Archie," Robbie said. "Take your pet down to the kitchen." Without a word, Archie gripped the leash tightly and nearly ran out of the room, dragging the hapless 13-year-old behind him. Robbie followed at a leisurely pace, listening to Brian's pained cries as the young boy kept joyfully yanking the leash. He grinned when Archie said, "C'mon, puppy, move it!"

Robbie was surprised when Brian raised his hands and placed them behind his head without being told. Interesting, the ghost thought.

"Looks like he actually learned something," Janet said. Robbie looked around and smiled at his friend.

"I know," he said. "The Boss upstairs did say there were miracles, but I didn't think it would be this big." Both ghosts laughed causing Brian look back at them. His miserable facial expression made Janet giggle. Robby said "Eyes front, Spanky!" Brian did so as Archie led him down the stairs to the first floor.

Brian's brain was spinning as the small group entered the kitchen. How did this happen to him? Why is he allowing this little twerp to lead him around on a leash attached to his balls? Who is the girl? What will Dad say when he sees this?

Brian's Dad was making breakfast when the small army came in. Of course, Danny could only see Archie leading his son in like a pet dog, and he grinned happily at them both. Janet kept her eyes on Robbie's face, and Robbie stared at his brother, his facial expression unreadable.

"Good morning, boys," he said with a voice that was happier than Brian had heard in a long time. "How about pancakes and bacon this morning?"

"Sounds great, Mr. Romano," Archie chirped as he scooted his bottom onto a stool by the kitchen island. Brian started to do the same when his Father spoke.

"Brian, we have something to do first." Brian stooped in his tracks and stared at his father.

"Brian," Robbie said in a quiet but firm voice. "Go to him and say 'Dad, may I please have my morning spanking'. When he says yes, put yourself over his lap and say 'Thank you, Daddy' after each spank. Get moving." To both his and Janet's surprise, he did just that. Danny bent his son over a stool and began slapping his bottom hard.

"Wow," Robbie said. "Maybe we've had a breakthrough."

"I think the brat is up to something," Janet said with a smile. "Something you'll be paying for."

Robbie gulped. They both watched as Danny spanked his boy like an expert. Brian wriggled and moaned but didn't cry and Archie giggled as the older boy's ass began to turn a light pink and then red.

All too soon for the little boy - but not soon enough for the big one - the spanking was over and Danny deposited Brian on a stool. Archie laughed out loud as Brian yelped when his ass touched the hard surface. Both Robbie and Janet knew what was coming.

Brian turned to the small boy and snarled, "Shut the fuck up, turd!" He swung his arm to hit the kid who moved back out of his way. Brian's arm connected with two glasses of juice and sprayed the contents all over Archie. The little boy just stood there, stunned and dripping.

"Oh, my, Robbie," Janet said in genuine sympathy. "You're not going to enjoy your next session, I'm afraid." Upon hearing this, Robbie became frightened and then angry as he stormed up to Brian.

"Okay, fool," he hissed in the boy's ear. "I might have cut you some slack on your first day, but you can forget that! I'm in deep trouble because of what you just did, and I'm going to make you pay and pay and pay. Understand, Spanky?"

Brian said nothing, but his face said it all. His expression was one of a man who lit the fuse on a stick dynamite and then found he had no escape route. Archie slowly came back to life and added to Brian's fear.

"Forget breakfast, boy," he said through gritted teeth. "I'm getting a change of clothes, and you are going to learn some new tricks. Now heel!"

He gave Brian's leash a hard tug making the older boy yelp again and rush after him and out the door. His father, still slightly disconnected from the scene before him thanks to the Supervisors' intervention, smiled and wished the boys a nice day. He watched as his son trotted after his new master, his red behind bouncing all the way.

Robbie stood staring at his brother, tears filling his eyes. Janet came close to him and said, "Go ahead."

"What?"

"Just go ahead," she repeated. "I cleared it upstairs." He looked at her and then moved to his brother. He gently convinced Danny to sit on the stool and moved to his side.

Robbie leaned closer and kissed Danny's cheek. As if in a dream, Danny touched the spot on his face and said softly, "Don't cry Robbie. It's alright." Robbie leaned against his brother for a moment, and then came back to Janet.

"Thank you, Janet," he said. "You're the best."

"You can thank me later by singing loud and long for me."

Robbie blushed furiously even as he smiled at his friend. Then he said, "Come on. I have a nephew to punish."

"I can give you my best ideas," Janet chirped. She was taken aback at the murderous look in Robbie's eyes.

"No," he said. "I want your very worst."

In the meantime, Archie continued to yank on Brian's balls to move him faster. As they trotted along, boys, girls and adults took every opportunity to swat leashed boy's reddened ass as he passed them

Archie decided that he would leave his charge in his twin sister's not-so-tender care while he washed up and changed his clothes. Then he would use the knowledge he gained by working with his father to make Brian's life hell.

Even Janet would be impressed.