| Oh shit. Was I in for it. As I walked
back to the changing room the coach gave me a look that sent a shiver all the way up my
spine. As soon as we were inside the changing room he had the whole team lined up against the wall, telling us how useless we were. "And you." The Coach said, addressing me. "You are the sorriest excuse for a goalkeeper that I have ever seen in my whole fucking life!" He beckoned me to step forward and my heart started to pound in fear of what I knew he was going to do to me. I knew that I deserved the cane for letting the team down and I prayed that he would go easy on me. The Coach kept me standing at attention in front of him, my thumbs in line with the seams of my shorts. He started to insult me, telling me how fucking useless I was. My cheeks were red in embarrassment at the humiliation of being spoken to like this in front of the whole team. I felt that I wanted to cry like a kid but I was 19 years old and managed to hold back the tears even though my mouth was quivering. "Now I'm going to cane your sorry butt to make sure that your play improves." He told me. "Get your kit off." I knew that if I protested or refused to obey I would be off the tem immediately. But, underneath the fear and humiliation, was a feeling of anticipation. Of excitement. I took off my football shirt then my football boots and socks. I hesitated at the shorts but the Coach motioned for me to pull them down. I normally wear boxers but when I play soccer I wear briefs under my shorts. My cheeks were burning as I stood in front of the Coach wearing only my white briefs. The biggest cause of my embarrassment was that the material of my briefs was quite thin and I was really conscious that you could clearly make out my dick and balls through it. The coach made me bend over his desk with my chin resting on my hands which were folded in front of me. He gave me twelve with a heavy cane. It hurt. I got the first four strokes across my briefs. Each stroke was burning agony but I managed not to move or cry out. The the Coach gave me an order which hit me like a blow. "Bare your buttocks." I froze. I couldn't. I just couldn't. Not in front of the other guys. And even worse, I had a hard-on! "I told you to bare your fucking buttocks." I remained frozen. The coach must have motioned to some of the other guys on the team because suddenly two strong pairs of hands grasped me around my shoulders while another couple of guys pulled my briefs down and grasped me firmly around my legs. My cock stiffened to full attention! Suddenly there was the most excruciating pain that I have ever felt in my life as the coach landed a stroke with full force across my bare buttocks. I couldn't control myself any longer. I yelled and struggled but to no avail. I was held down for the full twelve cuts of my well deserved public chastisement. I also shot a load! |
CATHOLIC DISCIPLINE
DISCIPLINED DELINQUENTS! TEENAGE BUTTS FEEL THE FIRES OF HELL!!
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