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 The Little Orphan Boy Chapter 6 By Lee Davey leedavey_1@lycos.com copyright
2009 by Lee Davey, all rights reserved * * * * * This story is intended for
ADULTS ONLY.  It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving
minors.  If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such
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   Chapter 6 It was a silent tense ride home.  Neither of her parents would
look at her let alone speak to her.  The bitter disappointment that
radiated from her parents made Abi sink into a deep funk.  The children sat
around the dinner table exchanging looks.  The atmosphere tense.  The four
adults at one end of the table chewed the food slowly, speaking little. 
Abi sitting next to her mother, equally morose.  Neil looked around in
despair at the table.  Mealtimes in the Bellows house were normally quite
enjoyable, well enjoyable ever since he was allowed to eat the same food as
everyone else anyone, but today this was not a happy table.  Abi sat
silently avoiding everyone's eye.  Jenny too was quiet picking at her food,
probably something to do with the telling off she had received for letting
Abi get in trouble.  Katie was to busy shovelling food in her mouth to
notice anyone or anything else, as normal.  While Dan for some reason had
avoided the looks of all his cousins since his trip to London, mumbling
whenever any of them tried to talk to him.  It was a relief to Neil when
the meal was finally over, and to his Dads surprise and his mother's
suspicion he volunteered to wash up.  If only to get away from his
miserable family.  A plan that backfired when his aunt ordered Abi to help.
For a few minutes the two cousins washed and dried in silence.  The kitchen
quiet save for the occasional clink of crockery.  "Neil." Neil looked up at
his name and looked at Abi.  "Neil." "Yes".  "You've been caned before
haven't you?" Abi mumbled her words faltering at the word 'cane'.  "Why" he
responded defensively.  "It's ...  well I asked Jenny and even Lisa but
they said that they had never been caned, but you would have been" Abi
explained taking the dish that Neil had handed to her.  For a moment he
said nothing thinking.  He had just realised the truth of what his sisters
had said.  He had been living here for some time and had not been really
caned.  Oh he got the occasional spanking but that was normally just a
quick hand spanking over his mothers knee.  And his sisters would only
receive one of those once in a blue moon.  "Well have you" Abi interrupted
Neil's musings.  "Yes but not since I left the Orphanage, I had, we all
had, canings their".  "Do they hurt?" Do they hurt!  Was she serious.  Oh
he could tell by her eyes and they way the 12 year old chewed her lip that
she was.  A pang of empathy hit Neil.  Normally his female relatives were a
source of trouble or at best teasing.  Feeling sympathy for one was new. 
"It depends" "On what" "Well not all canings are equal.  It depends on the
type of cane, how hard it's used and how many times.  At the orphanage we
normally got 6 on the bare, and that hurt." "What about the caning I will
get tomorrow, have you ever had one of those?" "Of course not I've never
been trouble with the police" Neil responded indignantly.  Looking at the
tears that sprang to his cousin's eyes he apologised immediately.  "Sorry.
I didn't mean that.  Look come with me I can show you what will happen if
you like".  "I'm not allowed in there" Abi pointed out as the pair of them
reached the Bellows schoolroom door..  "It's OK no one is around, everyone
else is the front room watching TV" Neil replied as he opened the door and
pushed Abi through.  Abi blinked at the bright light that flooded the room
when Neil turned the lights on.  Despite the dire warnings her mother had
given her the room appeared innocuous enough she thought as Neil moved past
her and began setting up the computer that was placed in the schoolroom,
ostensibly for educational purposes, although most of the time all the
children did was play games on it.  Oh...  Abi looked as she saw the reason
why she was told not to come in the room.  Along one wall hanging on a hook
was a deflated blow up sex doll, much like in another schoolroom a child's
coat may hang.  Beneath the doll stood a wooden block, atop it laying three
dildos of differing surprise.  Abi's eyes went wide as she saw the size of
the largest one convinced that anything that size surely could not fit in
any hole she had.  Coincidentally a belief that Jenny shared with her not
that it did her much good when her mother made her use it anyway.  Falling
back she made to sit on a chair next to a desk.  "Owwwww" a sharp prong
poked her bottom causing her to yelp and shoot up.  Looking down she saw
that the seat had a small pole sticking up in the middle.  How the hell
could anyone sit down with one of those there she naively thought. 
Lowering one hand she touched the small prong marvelling at the total lack
of give it had.  "It's ready" Abi stopped her exploration guiltily and
moved over to the PC which Neil had set up, a clip from the Regime Internet
primed ready to start.  "This is a video of a punishment caning" Neil
explained, "It involves a boy who was in my Orphanage.  He was 15 at the
time but this was a couple of years ago so I didn't really know him.  The
Regime judge ordered his caning to be taped and uploaded to the Internet so
that it would be 'instructive' to other children" Neil explained.  Abi
watched intently as the video began to play.  A boy held firmly by two
large uniformed men was being marched to a metal frame and was swiftly
strapped down.  His naked buttocks now pushed out ready for the cane. 
"Apparantly he stabbed a member of the staff at the Orphanage with a fork.
Don't know why.  He was sentenced to 48 strokes of the Regime cane, that's
the one you'll be getting tomorrow" Neil added conversationally.  Abi
looked on horrified at the long whippy cane that was being swished through
the air by a large powerfully built man who was preparing to deliver the
strokes.  "Of course Abi you won't get it as bad as this boy did. 
Apparently so many children were being permanently physically scarred after
such canings that the Government restricted the strength of the strokes and
ordered that the child's bottom be protected by some special covering" Neil
continued blissfully unaware of the draining face of his cousin.  He had
seen this video before.  In fact everyone in the Orphanage had been made to
watch it.  As the Warden had determined that it would prove a deterrent to
any other disobedient orphans.  And it was an effective deterrent, there
was not an orphan who dared resist anything a member of staff did to them.
Just in case what happened on the video happened to them.  "Here we go"
Neil advised.  Abi flinched back as she watched the officer lash the boy's
bare buttocks time and time again.  Within a dozen blows blood was oozing
from the boy.  But instead of stopping the officers simply poured a bucket
of salt water, Neil gleefully told her that fact, over the wounds and
carried on.  It only took a few minutes, but soon every blow was delivered;
the boy's bottom was a ruined mess of weals.  He appeared semi conscious
hanging limply as he was dragged of stage by two officers.  "Of course
after events such as that caused such an outcry they changed how it works.
They only give 12 at a time now and they use this membrane that goes over
the skin that prevents the skin being cut in any way, so you see..." Neil
turned and looked at Abi.  "What's up?  It's alright please stop crying"
Neil looked on horrified as Abi was rocking back and forth tears pouring
down her cheeks.  Knowing now that he should not have shown Abi this video
he hugged her tightly stroking his cousins hair reassuringly, as she cried
her face buried in his shoulder.  He knew that showing the clip to his
cousin was a mistake.  Not just because he truly had not meant to worry his
cousin so, but also as a means of self defence.  He knew that if his mother
discovered how badly he had made his cousin feel, he may indeed feel the
cane for the first time as a Bellows child.  For a minute he just held the
12 year old girl.  He was becoming aware of the closeness of the girl as
she trembled in his arms.  Despite being in the Regime he had little
experience of having young girls in his arms.  There was Katie but in truth
she had all the womanly curves of an ironing board, and an attitude only a
brother could love, and then only occasionally.  Normally however his
sexual training and experiences were restricted to boys (and inflatable
dolls...), which while that could be fine, to Neil's mind there was just
something special about the feel of a girl.  "Look Abi.  Tomorrows caning
will hurt.  But look at me I'm smaller than you and have been caned God
knows how many times.  12 with the cane with the fabric covering won't be
that bad.  I promise".  Abi looked up and smiled.  Surprising both herself
and Neil she kissed him on the lips, "Thank you" she breathed before
running out of the room".  Neil stood dumbfounded.  That was unexpected. 
His lips still tingled from the feel of his cousins kiss.  Michael walked
down the hall giving Abi a sympathetic smile as she moved past him.  Why's
that door open, better close it.  Michael went to close the door until he
noticed his son standing naked in the middle of the room.  His small cute
penis erect and a dreamy look on his face as he touched a hand to his lips.
"Good grief boy you're insatiable" Michael chivvied the boy misinterpreting
the boys state, "We've no time for that tonight" he pushed Neil out of the
schoolroom ignoring his attempts at explanations, giving him a firm slap on
a wobbling cheek and telling his to get ready for bed, smiling as his son
run off he closed the door somewhat disappointed that he did not have time
to meet his son's obvious needs tonight.  Oh well there's always tomorrow.