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       #Post#: 615--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Jason Date: August 20, 2012, 11:11 pm
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       CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Tarquin
       was a cute boy and his behavior (apart from the mumbling and
       muttering) at the courthouse was rather good; Jason knew that
       his new son had it within him to be a really good boy. Even
       though he was a Soft Time Penny, Jason would still give the boy
       the same treatment as his other children; being firm and strict,
       while also being loving and compassionate. It was only during
       times like these when Jason seemed really harsh. The WHS was
       part of the process of being a Penny, and even though Tarquin
       had already been through one, Jason was determined to give him a
       new one of his own.... and so, the brush continued to torture
       his bare cheeks. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
       #Post#: 618--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Tarquin Date: August 20, 2012, 11:18 pm
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       Tarquin yelped and squirmed as the brush was lighting a fire in
       his bottom. "Owww ouchh ahhh yeouchhhhh ahhhh pleaseee it
       hurttsssss." He couldn't help as the tears and his crying in
       creased. It was for sure that Jason Morgan spanked way harder
       than his other parental unit. He couldn't help it as he grabbed
       the bottom rung of the stool that his new Dad was sitting on. He
       wanted up but knew it wouldn't happen till it was over.
       #Post#: 628--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Jason Date: August 20, 2012, 11:46 pm
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       Despite any kicking or squirming, Jason kept going with
       Tarquin's WHS... the brush was taking it's turn on his teen
       son's bottom. The second of four sets with the brush had just
       finished and Jason was about to start on the third; Tarquin was
       really starting to show and feel the effects of the spanking,
       both audibly and by the impact it was having on his bottom.
       Still though, Jason continued, bringing down the brush for the
       third time. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
       CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
       #Post#: 631--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Tarquin Date: August 20, 2012, 11:57 pm
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       Tarquin squirmed and wiggled and kick. He really wasn't liking
       the brush and it was quickly heating up his bottom. He couldn't
       help it, He just about reached back but grabbed the rung even
       tighter this time with both hands. "Owww ouchhh yeouchjhhhhh
       pleaseeeeee stoppp i already had oneeeee." he kept repeating as
       his bottom kept getting hotter and hotter.
       #Post#: 642--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Jason Date: August 21, 2012, 12:26 am
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       CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The brush kept going, now onto the fourth
       and final time with the brush. Jason was being a little more
       random with the strikes with the wicked brush. Even despite the
       wiggling and kicking, Jason held on tight to Tarquin; he knew
       the stool would cause a little bit of imbalance. CRACK! CRACK!
       CRACK! CRACK! A few more and Jason started to get a little
       faster and harder with the brush, making sure that the last few
       made the biggest and hardest impression. He still had one more
       implement to go, but the brush had a wicked strike and Jason
       wanted to make sure that it made it's full impact on the boy.
       CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
       #Post#: 644--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Tarquin Date: August 21, 2012, 12:33 am
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       "AHHH OUCHHHH OWWWW OUCHHHH PLEASEEEEEEE." Tarquin yelped and
       squealed starting to cry harder. His bottom was very much on
       fire. He couldn't help but wiggle and squirm more. He closed his
       eyes as the brush kept spanking his bottom. He shook his head
       hoping to make it stop but it wasn't stopping at all. His legs
       started to kick fast up and down fast and hard. He wanted it to
       stop but knew it was still one more thing to have to suffer
       through and he didn't want to at all.
       #Post#: 654--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Jason Date: August 21, 2012, 1:09 am
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       The kicking and squirming was starting to get to Jason, so he
       stopped, but only for a minute. He rested the brush on his son's
       burning cheeks and even though he was done with the implement
       for the moment, he still kept it there just for a moment. He
       sighed softly and looked down at Tarquin's red cheeks, then
       commented, "Your bottom is quite red, Tarquin. I know you've had
       a WHS already, but you know we need to finish this..." Jason
       said, then leaned in to grab the Helper Paddle; a paddle which
       his teen son was probably more than familiar with. "One more to
       go, son... Then you'll be home." And then Jason raised the
       paddle high... CRAAACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRAAACK!
       CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRAAACK! CRACK! CRACK!
       #Post#: 657--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Tarquin Date: August 29, 2012, 9:35 pm
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       Tarquin had no doubt at all that his bottom was red. He could
       feel the heat from his bottom already and he knew that he still
       had another implement left to go. He didn't want it that was for
       sure his bottom was already heated up quiet enough for his taste
       but he knew that he couldn't stop it. He couldn't help but let
       out a whimper as he felt his new Dad lean forward and grab the
       helper paddle. He shook his head fast but before he could say
       any thing the paddle had made contact with his bottom. "OWwww
       ouchhhh ahhhh yeouchhhhhhhhhhhh." He cried as the paddle came
       down on his already very tender bottom.
       #Post#: 662--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Jason Date: August 29, 2012, 9:51 pm
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       Jason knew the spanking was hurting, but it was a fact that he
       had to give this to young Tarquin; it was his Welcome Home
       Spanking, and Jason had to give this to him in order to show and
       to demonstrate how things are done in the household, and also to
       give Tarquin an idea of what to expect in the house. So Jason
       raised the Helper Paddle again and laid into Tarquin's round
       globes, making sure not to miss an inch of the teen's rear.
       CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
       CRACK! CRAAACK! CRAAACK! CRAAACK!
       #Post#: 666--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
       By: Tarquin Date: August 29, 2012, 9:56 pm
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       "OOWWWW OUCCHHHH AHHHHHH SIRRRR OWWWWWW I will follow your
       rulesssss you can stop." Tarquin yelled out and wiggled his
       bottom, Almost bringing his hand back but stopping him self and
       grabbing on to the Judge's leg and then laying there trying to
       accept it. It wasn't easy and didn't know if he could keep
       laying there but knew that he had to, He had no choice in it. He
       took a crying shaking breath as he laid there and cried as the
       paddle was baring down on his bared bottom.
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