Caught in the Wrong Part of Town
This story uses the Week 11 words: "prefect", "master", "control". A British public school immediately came to mind where there are masters, prefects and pupils and the inevitable fights for control
The following story is fiction about a youth and a man. The story contains scenes of a caning. If this subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.
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It was in the seedy part of town that Aycock observed Fuchsius coming out of the XXX-rated cinema/massage studio at two AM Sunday and had the presence of mind to record the scene with his camera. He hadn't intended that the flash would go off but that turned out to be advantageous. Fuchsius turned his head and Aycock got a second picture better than the first and immediately ran off. Fuchsius, winded, aborted his run after the unknown paparazzi after just ten steps.
The place was off limits for both of them. Aycock, a randy seventeen-year-old prefect, could easily explain why he was visiting such a meretricious area. Fuchsius, the stuffy fifty-year-old German master, married with two kids, certainly could not.
It was Friday after dinner that Aycock, with the two images in his pocket, knocked on Fuchsius's study door. "Fuchsius, I need to discuss some improper conduct with you. Since it is about someone from your house, I thought it more discrete to see you rather than the Headmaster. I've just come into possession of some very incriminating pictures"
"Only the Head may cane or expel someone, Aycock. Let me see what you got and then decide the best course." said Fuchsius as he put out his hand for the evidence. He was blown overboard for rather than a student the picture showed him, somewhat disheveled with a base woman, leaving the place of inequity. There was a long silence and before Aycock spoke.
"May I suggest a caning tomorrow afternoon in your study at three rather than disturb the Head?"
A flustered master agreed. Aycock was pleased that the situation was under his control.
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At precisely three, Aycock knocked on Fuchsius's study door. He saw that the master did not look very pleased as he took the senior cane from the cabinet. He cut the air once with it. "Into position, please, Fuchsius."
Slowly and silently Fuchsius got up, and bent over his desk.
"I'm disappointed, Fuchsius. You are old enough to know to remove your coat, trousers and pants and to tuck up your shirt tails. Two extra stokes for this delay. Fuchsius slowly removed the garments, tucked up his shirt and resumed the bent over position again.
Aycock checked his position and gave the proffered master's arse the traditional tap and started. The master was not able to maintain his silence reacting strongly to each and every cut verbally and even jumping up after the sixth cut which barred the others. "That's the specified six, Fuchsius. You earned two for delaying and one for getting up early. Position!"
Aycock had used the primary target area so that the extras were applied high on the thighs and the last one right into the crease which elicited a great howl. "You may get up and dress, Fuchsius." said the prefect coldly putting down the cane.
"Thank you, Sir."
Perfect Aycock was very pleased with himself for how well he had taken control of the irksome master and cane.
The End
© Copyright A.I.L. August 19, 2010
TechTiger email
Nice use of power exchange where none would generally be expected. My only point of confusion came between the teacher's statement that only the head could cane someone, and yet he had a senior cane in his study, just a detail that kind of threw me a bit. Otherwise, a good story.
Mija email
I love school stories -- especially school boy stories with the cane so I wanted to like this turnabout tale. There's something a bit cold and distant about the telling that just didn't reach me. I think the problem was I didn't believe in the characters or situation. It may be function of the 500 word length, but there isn't enough of either the top or bottom to make me care about or even dislike either of them.
The wildcards are used well and blend with the story.
Pablo email
Starting any sort of story with a slightly fanciful idea is fine, so long as the idea is then taken seriously and explored with some care and attention to detail. The problem here is that the slightly fanciful idea - schoolboy can turn the tables very easily on a teacher - isn't then taken very seriously. It ought to be the opportunity to explore some complicated and gnarly emotions. It should go deep inside the characters. But the narrative here, while telling us schematically what happens, doesn't care much about the characters as characters. We barely find out anything about them, beyond their names and their positions within the school. The reversal of fortune itself is also far too easily achieved, as if nothing matters very much. It's a shame, because the central idea ends up being sold short.
Haron email
An interesting take on the student/teacher power dynamic. I think I got slightly lost because the student called the teacher by his name, so, with the suggestive names, it was easy to forget which was which. I would have liked the author to go deeper into the characters' emotions, or at least hint that they realise what the consequences of this situation could be.