All this and World War, too (Corkscrew)

[JodyJames]

Jerry bravely walked over to the man, but his bravery quickly vanished when the spanking started. He was soon bawling. This man spanked very very hard. He had a hard time catching his breath he was spanking so hard.

[Corkscrew]

Major Ryland took no pity on the bawling boy over his knee. He paid no mind to the fact that this was on the the first spanking Jerry would get and that Jerry was likely to get another spanking at home beyond whatever he did. Instead he moved his spanks to the boys sit spots and upper thighs. He spanked silently like a machine.

Sammy looked on in horror as Jerry's bottom got redder and redder under the barrage of hand spanks. He was next he knew and he was actually scared. This guy was making Jerry's butt as red with his hand as Uncle Shawn did with the spanking spoon.

[JodyJames]

Jerry was limp and his T-shirt was soaked with tears and snot before the spanking was finished. The major stood him up with none of the comforting his father gave him after a spanking and called his cousin over.

Jerry took a couple of steps then his knees buckled. He slumped to the floor still crying. The sergeant covered him with his coat as the boy appeared to be shivering.

Major Ryland ignored Jerry and spoke to Sammy after pulling his pants and underpants down quickly. "Your friend seems to be quite the talker, but I have the impression, that you are the planner. So whose idea was all this, hmm?"

[Corkscrew]

Sammy was terrified, already starting to cry before his bottom was even bare, which normally he had far too much pride to do. He was focused inward on his misery, so much so that he almost missed the question that Major Ryland asked of him. Sammy knew right away he had two answers he could give, the correct answer which was that they planned it together or the answer he had to give to spare his cousin which was that it was all his idea.

He hated doing it but he decided on option two after a glance over at his sobbing cousin. He couldn't put Jerry through anymore spanking, he couldn't! "I planned the entire thing and talked Jerry into it sir," he answered without looking up at Major Ryland.

The sergeant did cover Jerry with his coat, but as soon as he saw that the Major was busy talking to Sammy, he knelt down next to Jerry, scooping the boy up into a hug and putting him gently on his lap. He used the coat as cover for this, still appearing to be making sure that Jerry wouldn't be cold. "It's okay Jerry, cry it out buddy. I know it hurts," he said in a low, but comforting tone as he held Jerry tightly.

He had experience with this from his brothers and sisters because their father would come in and spank and then leave without giving any comfort. Leaving the comforting duties up to him. Which he was never more thankful for then this moment, because without kids of his own or serious spanking practice, he would haven't had any idea what to do if his own father hadn't been such a cold jerk after he spanked.

[JodyJames]

Jerry was completely limp and only crying softly as the sergeant picked him up. In fact he appeared dazed. The sergeant rubbed his back vigorously, which brought Jerry around. He said, "Daddy." and he began to cry harder. He opened his eyes and said, "Sammy? Where's Sammy?" he asked though he continued to cry hard.

The sergeant quieted him, but didn't point the other boy out. He wasn't sure this one was up to seeing his friend spanked.

Meanwhile the Major was staring at Sammy. The boy hadn't looked at him. which was usually a sign of lying. But if this boy was lying he was doing it to protect his friend and not to get out of trouble. "Very well then." He said "That showed extremely poor judgment. Not only did you interfere with an army operation, but you also put yourself in danger. I expect you to take this like a man."

He began to spank, and he spanked hard.

[Corkscrew]

Sammy wasn't any braver than Jerry had been and he was soon bawling over the Major's knee. He couldn't believe how much each spank hurt. Somehow this guy had harder hands then his daddy and Uncle Shawn. His hand spanks hurt as much as the spoon or the brush! Those thoughts were fleeting however, as he mostly was overwhelmed with the pain, And so he kicked and squirmed his way through the hardest hand spanking he had ever gotten.

[JodyJames]

The warm ups finished, the Major stood Sammy on his feet. "Now you can just wait with your friend. I have some things to check on."

Sammy was crying hard enough he didn't spot Jerry immediately as he wasn't where he'd last seen him. "Sammy, over here." Jerry said a bit recovered, but still crying pretty hard.

[Corkscrew]

Sammy, still crying hard made his way over to his friend and gave him a hug since the Major didn't seem to want to. As they waited, little by little he began to calm down as he rubbed his sore bottom. "That was only the warm up? Jerry I can't...how are we gonna make it through the rest of his spanking? He spanks harder than daddy or Uncle Shawn or mommy or Miss Lee or anyone!"

[JodyJames]

The sergeant wrapped his other arm around Sammy. And Jerry hugged his cousin. Jerry whispered to him, "And it's not fair. He said we ruined the exercise but we didn't. What if there were real spies and they buried stuff, we might have found it or someone. And he said the beach was secure, but it wasn't. They could have stopped us if they had a guard, and anyways how'd they know to be here unless they had a map, too? Real spies wouldn't give the army one."

When Jerry said that the sergeant was surprised. How indeed had the major known to set up their base of operations here, and why wasn't the beach more secure. Something seemed fishy to him about the operation. He put Jerry on his feet and walked over to the major. "Sir I can see your busy, and we need to get these civilians out of there before operations really begin. How about if I finish their spankings and get them on their way home."

The major looked up. He'd almost forgotten the boys were there. He was busy staring at a map and yelling at some soldiers. "Carry on, Sergeant." he said. He came back and grabbed the boys pants. "Can you make it? We're moving out." he said. Jerry nodded and Sammy did a moment later. They moved quickly out of the cave and up the hill to the sergeant's jeep. A private saluted the sergeant as they passed.

He gave the boys their jeans. "The path we just came up. Is that how you came down?"

"No sir. It was that way." Jerry said. Sammy nodded.

The sergeant started his jeep and drove a bit. "Right here." both boys said. The sergeant got out and looked at the hill. There was indeed a small path down to the beach with no sentry stationed at it. "Sloppy." he muttered.

He came back to the jeep. Something was wrong -- more wrong than two young boys getting into the mess. "Look, boys, I told the major I'd be finishing your spanking. Once I do, I want you to get on your bikes and ride home. You are not to tell anyone about this today. I expect you to tell your parents tomorrow. Jerry, your dad is the Coast Guard officer heading this mission up, right?"

"I guess so. That's what the major said. Daddy ... my dad didn't tell me." He looked at Sammy, "Is your father involved at all?" Sammy said no, his father was in the Pacific. The sergeant took the boys one by one and gave each three mild swats over their jeans. Both boys looked puzzled. The sergeant said, "This is more of a parental matter, boys. Now scoot. Get your butts home."

The boys hurried to their bikes and began peddling fast. Neither sat down as their bottoms were still sore. After a mile without a spoken word they both stopped their bikes. "What's going one there, Sammy?"