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Subject: {ASSM} St: Eddie Gets It (M/t, spank, strap, soap, LITB)
Date: Wed, 28 Feb 2001 20:10:02 -0500
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St: Eddie Gets It (M/t, spank, strap, soap, LITB)
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I finally have gotten inspired by a chance remark on the news group
about a line attributed to Eddie Haskell in "The Leave It To Beaver" TV
show.  Although I could not find it listed on the Urban Legends
(http://www.snopes2.com) site, I doubt that it was actually said on the
show.  So I am now able to oblige those large numbers who felt that
Eddie was most deserving of some CP.

The following story is fiction.  It contain scenes of spanking.  If such
a subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e.,
child) please leave now.

This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited
without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if
complete including the copyright notice.  The copyright characters of
LITB are used under the parody and fair use copyright rules and are not
mine.

The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, and suggestions.  E-mail:
YLeeCoyote@Lycosmail.com


Eddie Gets It
By
Y. Lee Coyote

Ward was working at his desk in the den when the bell rang.  June
responded and discovered that it was Eddie and she not pleased.  Both
adults were still quite fed up with Eddie for his antics during the past
weekend when he had stayed over because his parents were away.  He had
managed to get both himself and Wally into trouble twice.  The result of
first time was that they missed the Saturday night party and the second
time, the Sunday afternoon movie.  The two youths spent a lot of time in
Wally's room to their displeasure.  Beaver was quite happy that he had
been exiled to the guest room so that he could avoid his brother's best
friend.  To put it simply, both Ward and June had had Eddie up to
"here".

After opening the door, June took a step back.  Eddie, as always, just
walked in.  "Wally's not in now, Eddie." said June.

Eddie, never the one to listen to what others said, started in with his
saccharine spiel.  "Good afternoon, Mrs. Cleaver.  I just wanted to
borrow a book."  He then paused and looked at June carefully.  If June
had been more worldly in the ways of  adolescent boys she would have
realized that he was leering at her.  He continued: "That is really a
very lovely skirt you are wearing, may I please see the beaver."

"EDDIE, GET IN HERE, NOW!" roared an incensed Ward.

"Yes, Mr. Cleaver." said Eddie practically tripping over his own feet.
His parents were still quite unhappy with him for the last weekend.

June was about to close the door when Wally entered.  They exchanged
greetings and then Wally heard his father yelling at Eddie.  June
decided that she had something to do in the kitchen.  Coincidentally,
The Beaver started downstairs at that time.  Wally knew better than to
interrupt his father, particularly when he was mad.  His memory of being
yelled at by his father because of and with Eddie several times this
last weekend were very fresh, vivid and unpleasant.  The Beaver just
stood behind Wally and listened, smiling.  Whatever was about to happen
to Eddie would not be enough and he was glad that his brother was not
getting it also.

Ward was quite furious.  "THAT IS NO WAY TO SPEAK TO A LADY, YOUNG MAN."

Eddie was too scared to use sweet sounding words:  "No, Sir,"

After a few more minutes of this, Ward ordered Eddie to give him his
belt, drop his pants and briefs and bend over the desk.

"But Sir, you're not my father."

"You, boy, have forgotten what he said last week: 'Just treat my Eddie
like you do your own sons while he at your house Ward.  And you better
do as you Mr. Cleaver tell you, Edward.'"

"But, Sir, ...."

"No buts.  Give me your belt and get your butt over that desk, now young
man."

Eddie did not comply.  He just stood like he was rooted to that spot.
Ward was not patient.  He walked over to Eddie and quickly opened his
belt and pants.  As he shoved them down along with his briefs as he sat
on the side chair and pulled Eddie over his lap.  The first hard spank
had already left its pink hand print on Eddie's right butt cheek as the
second one was forming on the left cheek before Eddie know what was
happening.  As the spanks rained down on the sixteen year old's bottom
like he was a little boy of ten he began to realize what was happening.
Wally was amazed at how quickly the scene had changed and The Beaver was
absolutely delighted.  It took him great will power not to cheer his
father on out loud.  As the spanks continued Eddie began to howl and
promise.  He was actually crying and in tears when Ward stopped spanking
and lifted him up.

"Now, for the third time, boy: GIVE ME YOUR BELT AND GET OVER THE DESK."

This crying Eddie did as he was told this time.  He leaned over to pull
his belt free from his pants unknowingly giving both Wally and The
Beaver a good view of his hot red ass.  It was only after he turned and
started for the desk that he realized that both Wally and The Beaver
were watching.  But the brief spanking had already destroyed any idea of
resistance so with his pants about his ankles, Eddie leaned over the
desk and gripped the far side tightly.  Ward folded the belt and
measured the distance carefully.  Then he brought back his arm and swung
the belt hard striking the upturned butt.

The sound of the belt hitting was drowned out by the yell of the struck
boy.  Even as the belt was getting set to strike again, the bright red
stripe was becoming noticeable on the target even though it was already
red from the hand spanking.  Ten times the belt kissed the target and
nine times the result was the same.  The tenth time the howls were
greater because the belt kissed the more sensitive crease at the bottom
of the target bottom.  Eddie started to cry when Ward ordered him to the
corner.  It was then that Ward acknowledged Wally in the doorway.  "Your
friend was rude and impertinent to your mother.  See that he stays in
the corner."

"Yes, dad."

The Beaver realized that he was better off elsewhere and dashed back up
stairs as some as their father started to talk to Wally but as soon as
his father had gone into the kitchen he dashed back down to admire his
dad's painting.  A look from Wally told him a wisecrack was not a good
idea so he just looked a couple of minutes before Wally signaled that he
should go.

A few minutes later Ward returned and called Mr. Haskell and explained
what had happened.  He then told Eddie to go home.

When Eddie arrived home, he found a very angry father waiting for him.
With little discussion he was soon at the sink.  He watched in horror as
his dad wet a washcloth and then squeezed a spoonful of dish detergent
into it.  "I will not have my son talking like you did to Mrs. Cleaver.
I'm going to wash out those naughty thoughts from your filthy mouth."
He then grabbed the back of his son's neck and ordered: "Open wide."  As
soon as Eddie opened his mouth, his dad shoved the soap laden cloth in.
The foul tasting fluid squirted from the cloth as if it had been rung
out.  At least, that is how it seemed to Eddie from the awful taste.

This was not enough for this father, for he then proceeded to move the
cloth around so as to be sure of coating every surface with the soap.
Then he required Eddie to close his mouth for one extremely long minute
watching the sweep second hand of the kitchen clock go around.  It
seamed to Eddie that the world was in slow motion.  Then Eddie was then
allowed to remove the cloth and expectorate.  He was then banished to
his room, sans supper and directed to do his homework.

It was after lights out that The Beaver spoke about it.  "Wally, dad
really gave it to Eddie.  He was crying like a little baby even before
the strap.  What did he do?"

"He was very rude to mother, Beav."

"What did he say?"

"I'll tell you when you're older; now go to sleep."

The End.

(C) Copyright by A.I.L. February 27, 2001
Y.

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