APPRENTICE FOSTER Chapter 1 - Disciplinary Action

My Disciplinary Action will be administered by Master Kamp. I have seen him around plenty, and have had the privilege of hearing him speak, but the idea of being one on one with him in one of the ceremonial dark rooms makes my entire body buzz with excitement. Although I know he can't state it explicitly, I hope that by the end of the Action he is left feeling proud of me and the fact that I have come into the Order with as much knowledge as one can attain before actually experiencing it from within. As I walk into the room I stand next to Master Kamp as he sits in the red chair. He adjusts me over his lap by grabbing me by my thighs, and then begins the Disciplinary Action. He gives one of my cheeks a rub before raising it and bringing it back down forcefully. He repeats the action on my other cheek, and then back and forth from one cheek to the other. What happened next was an even bigger shock. When I got up, Master Kamp asked me to remove my pants. I hesitated briefly, simply to ask if I had heard that right. I haven't ever heard of this as being a part of the rituals before. Now only in my special undergarments, he asks me to lay back over his lap again. He continues the ritual, this time slapping each cheek with my belt with only one thin fabric layer protecting my skin. After several smacks with the belt, he switches to using a paddle. My grunts, even louder now, still have a moan mixed in. I am beginning to see the clearer purpose here. The Disciplinary Action grows more forceful as I become more vulnerable. The vulnerability here changes with my various states of dress and undress. Master Kamp continues the ritual, smacking my bountiful bare cheeks with the paddle again. He asks me if I like it, and if I want it. I reply in the affirmative, I know my purpose.