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       #Post#: 672--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
   DIR By: Jason
       Date: September 5, 2012, 8:37 pm
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       CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The Helper Paddle continued to bombard
       young Tarquin's bare, sore, reddened cheeks. Jason continued to
       give Tarquin his much needed and much deserved WHS; his
       reactions told Jason that it was definitely affecting him, but
       it wasn't over -- not just yet. Jason had more to deliver and he
       would deliver it fully and completely, making sure that
       Tarquin's spanking was thorough and well delivered. CRACK!
       CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
       #Post#: 677--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
   DIR By: Tarquin
       Date: September 5, 2012, 9:07 pm
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       Tarquin feet and legs was kicking and he was yelping with every
       swat of the paddle. His bottom was now on fire. He was hoping
       and wishing for the end of the spanking. "OWWWW OUCHHH AHHHH
       YEAOUCHHHHH OUCHHHH." He cried as the paddle kept lighting his
       bottom on fire. "OWWW OUCHHHH i'lll listen and be goodddddd." He
       said promising anything as long as the WHS would soon be over he
       hoped.
       #Post#: 680--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
   DIR By: Jason
       Date: September 5, 2012, 9:18 pm
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       The fourth and final dose with the Helper Paddle was about to
       come down across his new son's bare bottom. Yes, it was soon to
       be over, but Tarquin's new beginning was already starting; his
       new life with Judge Jason Morgan was about to be solidified as
       the WHS was about to come to a conclusion. Jason would take care
       of Tarquin and be there for him, but with a firm hand and
       deliver any and all the necessary discipline that Tarquin
       deserved. "Alright, Tarquin... We're almost done. Just one more
       dose." Jason said, raising his hand high with the paddle in
       hand, and then.... CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
       CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRAAACK! CRAAACK! CRAAACK!
       #Post#: 682--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
   DIR By: Tarquin
       Date: September 5, 2012, 9:24 pm
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       Tarquin yelp loudly as the last of the spanking came down on
       his bottom with the paddle. He wiggled and cried hard as the
       paddle kept making contact with his already sore bottom. "OWww
       ouchhh ahhhh ahhhh ouchiieeeeee owwwiieeee." He held on tighter
       not realizing that the spanking was over. He laid there over his
       new Dad's lap and cried there limp over his lap. He could
       already tell that the Judge was going to be strict and spank
       hard. He so much wanted to reach back and cover his bottom but
       he didn't he knew better and kept a tight hold on the stool and
       his new Dad's pant leg.
       #Post#: 684--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Tarquin's Special Circumstances
   DIR By: Jason
       Date: September 5, 2012, 9:34 pm
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       Now that the spanking was all over, Jason stopped and put the
       Helper Paddle down. He rested his hand on his teen son's bare
       cheeks and said in a much softer, loving tone of voice, "Welcome
       home, son... Welcome home..." He said, hearing the cries and
       sobs coming from Tarquin; he knew it hurt, but that was all part
       of the WHS that Jason had just delivered. It was over now
       though, and as such Tarquin was now part of the Morgan
       Household. "Its over now..." He said softly, "It's all over."
       Jason's hand rubbed his new son's bare cheeks softly and gently,
       looking at how sore and red they both were. "You're home now and
       you're not going to go anywhere."
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