Year 2030 (FF/M)

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Year 2030 (FF/M)

In the year 2030, society has drastically changed. Women are now
in control of everything, and the men serve the women. It is a
gentler society, but the men still need to be disciplined on a
regular basis to keep them in their place. Although most of the
women do spank their husbands, this new society set an unique
system of correction to keep the men in line. For every 500 men
living in a town or city, there was a "House of Correction".
This is where the punishments were given to the men. After a man
received 6 or 12 demerits, he needed to report to the "House of
Correction" to receive his punishment. A demerit was received
when a man was disrespectful to a woman, hit a woman, or if he
showed off his male ego. Each man had an implanted chip that
allowed any woman to identify the man by a special number. Once
the woman had this number, she could add a demerit to his account
using a small handheld device that also worked as a telephone.
On the man's telephone, he had a constant read out of how many
demerits he had. This is a story, from one man's point of view,
of what happened once one man received his 12 demerits.

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I had just finished my day job when I looked at my portable phone
and noticed that I was up to 12 demerits. So I called my wife to
tell her that I would be late getting home from work because I
had to stop at a "House of Correction", since I had 12 demerits.
If I didn't call her and just showed up late, I would probably
receive another demerit. This was a fairly new program that had
just started about six months ago, so I wasn't sure what to
expect. This was also the first time that I had received 12
demerits, since I was trying my best to respect all of the women
around me.

I went to a nearby "House of Correction", and walked up to the
receptionist's desk. She pulled up my file on the computer, and
then had me sign a piece of paper stating that I had acknowledged
my demerits, and that I would submit to my punishment. I was
also given a copy of the paper, for my own records, and it also
listed why I had received each demerit. I was told to sit down
and soon my punishment would begin.

I was reading a magazine when a perky young woman came up to me
and said, "Hi, my name is Cindy. You must be Clyde 17416, please
follow me so that I can prepare you for your punishment". So I
laid down the magazine and followed her down a hallway into a
room called "Preparation Room #2". Inside the room were some
lockers, paddles were hanging from the walls, and there was a
rope which hang down from the center of the ceiling which had two
wrist cuffs attached to it. "Clyde, I see by your records that
this is the first time you have been to a "House of Correction".
You are to speak only when spoken to, and be sure to follow any
command given to you, otherwise your punishment will be more
severe. I will explain things as we go along, but first, stand
in the middle of the room and take off your shirt and
undershirt." So I walked to the middle of the room and off went
my shirt and undershirt, so I was bare chested. Then Cindy
lowered the rope from the ceiling and secured my wrists into the
cuffs. The rope was raised again, and now my arms were raised
above my head.

"This is the part I enjoy about my job", Cindy said. "I am going
to strip you naked for your punishment. Please do not put up any
resistance." First Cindy took off one shoe and sock, then the
other shoe and sock, and then she was undoing my belt, unzipping
my slacks, and pulling them off my body. All I had left on were
my underpants. After she had neatly folded my slacks, she put
her fingers into the waistband of my underpants, and soon they
slid off my body. Now I was standing naked in front of this young
woman, with my hands high above my head. Of course I had an
erection, and I was sure that Cindy had noticed it.

"Spread your legs as far as you can", was Cindy's next order.
Once my legs were spread, she attached ankle cuffs and a spreader
bar, so that my legs stayed spread apart. "This next step is how
we identify you while you are our guest." She showed me a
plastic ring that could be adjusted for size, and it had a small
card on it that read Clyde 17416. "Be sure to stand still while
I attach it to you." Then to my surprise, she grabbed my penis,
and slid the plastic ring so that it went around the base of my
penis. She had also grabbed my balls so that they too were
inside this plastic ring. Then she went in back of me.

"Does your wife spank you?" Cindy asked.

"Yes she does", I replied,

"Well, you bottom looks like it hasn't been spanked for a while,
so let me add some color to it." Cindy said. I heard her walk
across the room and grab some paddles, and then she started to
spank me. At first the swats were gentle, and then they became
harder and harder. After about 50 swats, she hung up the paddles
and came around front of me again. She grabbed a hold of my
erection and said, "That ends my preparation of you for your
punishment. You will next receive at least 12 stokes of the
cane, in another room by another person It has been nice working
with you. Remember to obey our every command."

Cindy left the room and in a few minutes a middle-aged woman came
in. She immediately grabbed my penis and read the card that was
attached to the base of my penis. "My name is Nancy", she said.
"I will give you your 12 strokes of the cane. Once I let you
down from here, follow me into the next room and don't say a
word." So Nancy first undid my ankles, then the rope was
lowered, and she unattached my wrists. We walked down the
hallway to a door labeled "Punishment Room #3". Nancy opened
the door for me and inside the room was a wooden bench with
straps on it, and there were canes hanging from the walls.

"Clyde, bend over the bench so that I can secure you to it",
Nancy said. After I had leaned over the bench, she first secured
my wrists. They were secured near the floor on the legs of the
spanking bench. Then a strap was secured around my waist, so
that I would be unable to rise up from my bent over position.
Nancy now went behind me and said, "Spread your legs for me".
Anklets were put on me and they were secured to the legs of the
bench. Also, straps were attached to my thighs, right above the
knee. Then I felt here hands on my bottom. "I see Cindy warmed
up your bottom very nicely. Is this the first time at a "House
of Correction"?

"I was at another "House of Correction" for six demerits", I
said.

"Well, you will receive 12 strokes of the cane from me. I want
you to count them out loud, and if you forget to count, that
stroke will be delivered again. Do you understand?"

"Yes I do", I said.

"Good, then lets get this over with." There was a slight pause,
and then I heard a whistle and it felt like a hundred bees had
stung me in a straight line.

I yelled out, "OUCH".

"I didn't hear you count number one, so that stroke will be given
again. I know it really hurts, but be sure and count." Nancy
said. "Here comes number one again".

I heard the whistle and the sting of the cane again, and said,
"One".

"That's good, Clyde. Here comes number two." Nancy said.

I did very well in counting each stroke until I had my tenth
stroke. My bottom felt like it was on fire and I asked Nancy,
"Can't you stop at ten. I have learned my lesson."

To my surprise, Nancy replied, "The rules are that you are only
to speak when spoken to. For that infraction, another stroke
will be added. Here comes three more strokes". So I had to
endure the three more strokes of the cane. I was real good and
counted in one. Nancy hung up the canes and then I felt here
hands feeling the 14 welts on my poor bottom. "You will feel
this punishment for at least a week or two. Cindy will come back
here to give you your clothes and to unstrap you from the bench.
I hope you can stay away from here for a while".

I heard the door shut, and then there was silence. I felt the
burning of my bottom and wondered when I would be allowed to get
dressed and go home again. The door opened again and I felt hands
on my bottom again. "I see you got 14 strokes of the cane.
Nancy does a nice job; they are spaced so evenly. I will unstrap
you from the bench, then I want you to face me with your hands at
your sides". Once I was released from the bench, I really wanted
to rub my sore bottom, but I stood and faced Cindy with my hands
at my sides. "Spread your legs again, and I will take off your
identification card". Cindy reached for my penis and soon
released the plastic band from around my penis. "The cane must
have been very painful for you, because you no longer have an
erection." She next handed me my clothes and said, "That takes
care of your punishment for today. You have been a very
submissive male to work on. I hope that I will see you again,
someday".

After that punishment, I wasn't looking forward to going to the
"House of Punishment" for another 12 demerits. But I knew there
would be many more visits by me. I will have to concentrate on
being a good boy and respecting women.

Part 2

I usually work in the city, but I was sent away to another town
on a business trip. I was gone for about a week, and was
travelling back to the city when I noticed that my telephone said
I had 20 demerits. You are supposed to report to a "House of
Punishment" after 6 but with no more than 12 demerits. Also, you
are suppose to report to the "House of Punishment" close to where
you live. This way they get to know you a lot better, and can
punish you better. Since it was going to take more than six
hours to get back home again, I decided to stop in at a "House of
Correction" that was in a small town. I didn't want to receive
anymore demerits, and I was in enough trouble the way it was.

When I reported in to the receptionist, I was told that only 12
of my demerits would be taken care of at this time, and that I
should get my 8 remaining demerits taken care of once I got back
to the city. I was also informed that I would receive extra
punishment because I had waited until I had 20 demerits to report
in to a "House of Punishment". I had received 12 demerits many
times before and was used to how I was punished at the local
"House of Punishment". This usually included being stripped down
and paddled, followed by 12 counted strokes of the cane. It was
very uncomfortable and somewhat painful, but I knew what to
expect.

Soon a perky young woman came out and called out my name. She
introduced herself as Cindy, and I followed her into a
preparation room. "I see you are from the big city. Here, you
will be punished our way. Do not speak unless spoken to. First,
take off all of your clothes and put them into one of the
lockers." As I was taking off my clothes, she sat down on a
chair in the middle of the room. "Before I tag you, I am going
to give you an over the knee spanking. Lay over my lap." So I
lay over her lap and she put my penis between her legs. As she
spanked me, she told me that I could expect more than my usual
punishment since I had waited so long for my punishment. After
about 50 spanks, she let me up and said, "That should have warmed
you up for now. Go over and stand in front of the wooden X on
the wall, facing me. I need to get you ready for the rest of
your punishment." After I was standing in front of the wooden X,
Cindy put wrist cuffs on me, and my arms were stretched wide and
fastened to the X. Then she put ankle cuffs on me, spread my
legs, and fastened my legs to the X. Next, she held my penis up,
and slipped a plastic ring around the base of my penis and balls
that said, "Clyde 17416".

"Nancy will be in shortly to give you your strokes of the cane.
Be a good boy!" Cindy said.

I was left in the room like that for a few minutes, then another
woman walked in. She immediately checked the card that was
attached to the base of my penis and said, "I am Nancy, and I
will cane you. Once I have you freed from here, follow me."
Nancy unhooked my cuffs from the wooden X and I followed her down
the hall to a punishment room. It had a standard spanking bench
like I was used to in the city, so I positioned myself over it,
and Nancy secured me down by attaching my cuffs to it, and also
strapping me down. My legs were of course spread, and I was
quite vulnerable for a caning. Although the caning really stung
my bottom, I was able to count all 12 out loud. I thought this
would be the end of my punishment but then Nancy said, "Since you
reported in so late for your punishment, Cindy will be back to
help you with the next phase of your punishment." Then Nancy
left the room.

In a little bit, I heard the door open again, and felt hands on
the 12 welts on my bottom. "Nancy does a nice job of caning you
men. But let me get you off this spanking bench so that you can
follow me for the next phase of your punishment." Once I was
free of the bench, I followed Cindy down the hall and into a room
with a lot of exercise equipment. "The women's exercise center
is located next to the "House of Punishment". We put especially
naughty males in here so that the women of the town can have fun
giving extra punishment to these males. I will put you into a
stock for a few hours." I was led close to the door where the
women enter the exercise room. There was a wooden stock and a
big sign that read, "I am a naughty male. Please punish me!"
Cindy put me in the stock and I was secured again so that I was
bent over and my legs were spread wide apart. "Clyde, I will
come back for you in a couple of hours."

I never expected that I would be punished like this. In front of
the stocks were mirrors. They were angled so that I could see
the entrance door in back of me. I had hoped that no one would
come in to exercise, but soon a mother came in with her daughter,
who looked like she was about 13 years old. "Oh look", the
mother said, "Here is a naughty male who needs further
punishment." She reached between my legs and tugged at the card
that had my name. "His name is Clyde. You need to learn how to
paddle men, so let me grab a paddle for you and you can punish
Clyde." The woman grabbed two paddles from the wall and gave one
to her daughter. "You stand on that side, I'll stand over here,
and that way we can paddle him at the same time." Then I felt
the paddles, one on each cheek. "You can hit harder than that.,"
The mother said. Then the blows became harder and harder. I
couldn't believe this was happening to me. Soon the mother said,
"You can stop now. See how red his bottom is. You can also see
the 12 welts he got from his caning." I felt two pairs of hand
on my poor bottom. But soon they left me and started exercising.

Then I saw a young woman in here twenties come into the room.
Once she saw me, she came over to the wall and took down a
paddle. "I was hoping a naughty male would be here. Get set for
a good spanking." She really paddled me. She paddled my whole
bottom including my upper legs and the insides of my thighs.
Before she left, she looked at the tag that was attached to the
base of my penis and said, "Well Clyde, I hope to see you in here
again some day. I always like to paddle a naughty boy."

Then, at last, I saw Cindy again. She looked at my red bottom
and said, "I see that you have received extra punishment. Let me
release you from the stock and then follow me for one last
punishment." I was hoping that I had experienced all my
punishment by now, but I guess that I was going to be punished
some more. We went through a door and down a hallway again. She
took me to a door, and then Cindy knocked on the door. "This is
Kathy. She will deal with you next. I will be back for you in
about ten minutes."

Inside the room was a long table, with a ledge on it. At the far
end was a metal bar with two handles on it. "Get on top the
table with your knees on the ledge, and lean forward and grab the
handles on the bar," Kathy said. I did so, and this made my
bottom stick out. "Spread your knees far apart, and then stay
still and always look forward." I heard a few strange noises,
then I felt something being rubbed around my asshole. I looked
back and Kathy had some gloves on and was holding a jar of
something.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"You were not suppose to look back, move or speak, so let me
first secure you before I proceed." Then my wrist cuffs were
secured to the bar, my thighs were strapped into place, and a gag
was put in my mouth. "Don't look back," she said again. I felt
the something rubbed around my asshole again, and then I felt her
fingers go inside of me. I felt like I was being probed. They
were extracted, and then she said, "This should be a good
reminder not to wait until you have 20 demerits for your
punishment. Then a felt a burning sensation around and inside my
asshole as she inserted her fingers again. She made sure that
the burning jelly that she as applying was in me and around my
asshole. Although she withdrew her fingers, I could still feel
the burning sensation. "You should be able to feel that for a few
hours," Kathy said. "And know you have earned two extra strokes
of the cane for looking back and talking." She reached for the
cane from the wall and then gave me two hard strokes of the cane.
I would of screamed out but the gag was in my mouth. Now my
whole bottom was hurting again, and I had a burning sensation in
my asshole. "That ends your punishment from me. I hope you stay
away from here for a while. Cindy will be in to release you so
you can get your clothes again." Then she left the room.

The door opened again and Cindy said, "Let me release you and you
can follow me to the preparation room." I was finally released
again, my gag taken off, and when we got into the preparation
room, Cindy said, "Go over to the wooden X and face me again."
Since I still had on the wrist and ankle cuffs, she easily
secured me to the wooden X. Then Cindy loosened and took off the
tag from the base of my penis. "I need to do one more thing to
you before you can dress and leave this place. Kathy gave me
this jar of stuff to rub on you." Then she reached in the jar
and applied the burning jelly to my penis and also my nipples.
Now my whole body felt like it was on fire. Cindy really stroked
my penis and balls with the stuff until it was soaking into my
skin. She then released me from the wooden X and said, "You can
get dressed now. I hope you have learned your lesson."

I slowly got dressed, remembering that I still had 8 demerits
that I would need to take care of as soon as I got back to the
city. I knew that I would remember this punishment and never
allow my demerits to go above 12 again.