Max's Hard Time

[Hrtofdrkns]

(French Polynesia)

10-year old Max stood in the corner of the principal's office, his hands on his head, and his bare red bottom on display. He sniffled and cried as he listened to the principal put his paddle away, and whimpered as he heard him call up Max's Mom.

"Yes, he's suspended." Max heard. "I need you to come and get him."

[French Polynesia]

Erika Vingrad prowled through the corridors, a faint smile at the roving eyes at the other students and teachers. The 23 year brunette was a fitness model of some repute, her sleek toned arms and washboard abs on display below the simple white t-shirt, blue jeans with a thick leather belt across her waist. The latter of which Erika picked out just after she got her call from her beloved boy's school.

Erika had been Max's penny parent for four years now. The young woman got her hard time license the moment she turned 18 owing to the lack of qualified parents in their system. She was a hard time parent in her life before she was medically rejuved and considered something of a reformer of hard cases. Max was one of them, a tough case who was assigned to her for a few cycles. She had gotten through to him initially, the boy was an absolute angel for close to three and a half years to the point she didn't even need his maintenance spankings. But right now he was in the midst of his regression period, something Erika knew needed plenty of love and firm discipline to overcome.

She entered the principals office and looked at the boy. "I am so disappointed in you Maxie, *suspension*?" She scolded. "What did you do?"

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Max gulped as he heard his Mom's voice. While he couldn't say she wasn't fair or had been cruel, she was still very strict. He knew just how strict, as his first few months as a penitatas had been difficult.

Convicted of trying to smuggle heroin for some quick cash, he got 3x6 to 12. A relatively light sentence, but devastating for a father of a little girl. He would not be allowed any contact with his daughter until he was made a completas, and that would only happen after this cycle if his mother gave a glowing report to the penny board.

He had taken it badly, and just sort of given up at first. He fought, cussed, and lied, lashing out at the world. Things came to a head when he stole a candy bar from a convenience store. His mother caught him with it, and when she asked him why he finally broke down.

To his surprise she didn't report him, though she could have. She simply spanked him and made him bring it back, then sat the red-bottomed little boy down on a hard wooden chair and told him he had to make a choice. Was this really the life he wanted? Did he really want to be a penny for his full 18-years, maybe longer? Didn't he want to be free and see his daughter someday?

After that Max had stopped blaming others for his mistakes. He finally took responsibility for his crime and stopped lashing out. His school work improved, and he was rarely naughty. Of course he was still a penitatas, and still earned spankings now and then.

Like now for instance.

"I caught him peeking in the girl swim team's locker room." The principal explained. "He's lucky it was just me who did caught him, the girls would have-pardon my language-beaten the crap out of him."

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Erika always felt that Max was a boy with plenty of potential who seemed to take the easy way out in life. Blame others, smuggle heroin for a quick buck, stealing. He needed to apply himself and work hard and the young mother was an expert in getting naughty pennies to do just that. She rarely punished for no reason but when she did, Erika always made sure he remembered the lesson. Partly why she didn't enjoy giving his mandatory daily sessions over the past year, expecting him to pull himself through together.

Something she needed to readdress now.

It was common for pennies to start slipping around this period. He was comfortable with his life, had a super affectionate and doting mommy and he was doing well in school. A cute kid, fairly popular with Erika's circle of friends, polite and respectful. Her past few monthly reports were suitably glowing enough to be considered for an early completas. Till this came around.

"Oh I assure you the last part is very much what he's going to get from his mommy." Erika replied to the principal with a sharp exhale. Grabbing him by his ear and dragging him to her seat where she made him stand between her thighs, wrapping her thick anaconda like legs around his and making him look into her blue eyes. "I asked for an explanation young man. Unless you want me to write to the board about this and recommend another cycle more for you." Which was probably what was going to happen. Erika was by this point just trying to get them to approve letters to his little Madeline.

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"..." Max didn't say anything for a few moments, but his Mom's threat quickly caught his attention. "No please Mom! Don't do that!"

He looked away again, clearly ashamed of himself. "It...it was a dare. I told Josh about this girl I...I kinda like. He told me we could go look in on her. I didn't want to, but he called me a chicken!" He said, emphasizing the last part as if it were the most important.

"I see." The principal looked to Erika. They both knew of Josh. Another penny (like all the kids in his school), Josh was serving his third-cycle of 5 for sexual assault. While he had shown a little improvement, he still was nowhere near safe enough to be made a completas after this cycle. "I thought I heard someone else running away. I'll call Josh's parents. He clearly needs a reminder about acceptable behavior."

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Erika's lips pursed at the comment. Looking up at the principal. "I'll give a call to Ashley and Gillian as well. Josh did get into trouble at our last pool party, sneaking around when we were sunbathing." Josh's parents were close with Erika, clients of hers. Both were upcoming actresses and quite strict when it came to taking care of their boy.

"He seems to be going through a regression period, Ashley mentioned stepping up with his rehabilitation over the past week." Her eyes drifting to her son. "You remember that day, dont you? How aunt Ash and Gilly dealt with him?" Josh had gotten switchings from both his mothers and a severe paddling at bedtime.

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Max slowly nodded, clearly embarrassed and ashamed of himself. "I remember. You paddled me too, for not speaking up when I saw him doing it." He rubbed his red bottom. "I just didn't want him to think I'm a chicken."

The principal walked up and smacked Max's bare bottom, making him howl. "I don't remember tell you to put your hands down young man! You're still in a lot of trouble!"

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Erika had indeed punished him for his part. "So being a chicken is worse than mommy's spankings?" She snapped as the principal smacked him. "That we can agree on." She replied to the man. "A week, isn't that how long his suspension is?" She questioned.

"We're going to do one of our extra hard time days Maxie. Just like when I first had you. That means five mandatory spankings a day and mommy's going to break out your new punishment implements three months early." She stated but bought him closer to her for a soft hug. "I will consider your report at the end of the week. We're probably going to visit Josh a few times as well." She said with a painful squeeze of his bum. Erika let him cuddle for a little. Which for him meant one thing. He was going to get a hard set now.

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Max whined as his bum was squeezed, cuddling against her. Five spankings a day, with all new implements he was going to get for his 11th birthday? His little bottom clenched in fear.

"If you want to use my paddle, go ahead." The principal said as he got it out from it's cabinet again, where he also kept a selection of canes, straps, and switches. "Or anything else you'd like. Max is a bright boy and I'd hate to see his life wasted in another cycle."

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Max always had a healthy fear of his mommy's punishments. Erika was a fit strong woman who used nano lotions liberally which meant she always went long and hard. "I think maybe the cane for the end." Erika declared, gently picking him up and rocking him. "Yes, although another cycle won't be the end of the world." She petted him a little. She did love him a lot, probably the most obedient boy she had raised.

Erika gave him one final kiss. "Alright Maxie, off you go. Take off mommy's belt and hand it to me please." Her go to implement for the boy, something she had cultivated a fear of in the little one. It was thin relatively but wickedly stingy and she could lay it in long and hard.