J.D was tired of Buck and everyone else always telling him what to do.
"Now, when we get there, I don't want you busting in like some bucking bronco, young man," Buck lectured.
J.D. might be young, but he wasn't stupid. After all, he was the one who almost went to college.
Buck continued, "I want you to be real nice to these ladies...and get to know them."
J.D. was done.
"Buck, how many times do I gotta tell ya, I already know what to do."
Buck clearly did not believe that J.D. had already had a few ladies before. It infuriated J.D. because...Buck was right. He was a virgin. He had barely even gotten close enough to kiss a girl. But that ain't none of Buck's business.
But the time they got to Wickes Town, J.D. was a mess. He and Buck talked to some old timer and got a feel whiskey on the house. Buck offered to get J.D. set up with a lady, but then it just happened. Love stuck and he met Emily. Things were just getting interesting when he heard the shouts and Buck called him to get the guns and the horses.
They had to rescue a lady in distress. The boss of Wicke Town was beating and abusing the working girls. Buck would not stand for that. By the time they got to the lady, she was battered and bruised badly. They left her with Nathan to patch up. He said it would take time, but she would be okay and heal.
In the saloon later, they retold the story. The guys kidded J.D. about Emily which riled him even more. The important thing was that the lady was safe for now. It was not easy being a hero.
Later on at the Bath House, J.D. and Buck were deep in their hot baths.
Preacher was waiting on his turn as the two bickered.
The reality of the situation hit J.D. hard, Buck had put them in danger.
"What the hell got into you, Buck?" J.D. yelled pausing from scrubbing his feet for a moment.
"You just don't treat a woman like that," Buck replied testily.
"I agree but now..." J.D. drifted.
"Now what?" Buck asked. J.D. was getting a little too big for his britches with his cursing and sass.
"Now we can't go back to Wicke town!" J.D. shouted.
Buck scrubbed his backed and took a deep breath. Preacher started lecturing J.D. about the act of love and Adam and Eve.
J.D. had enough of this horse crap.
"Is there anyone alive not obliged to give me advice?" J.D. shouted throwing his soapy sponge backwards and hitting Buck in the face and spraying Preacher with water.
"Now, I have had just about enough of this attitude from you, young man. We saved a young girl from being killed and if all you can think about is your time with Emily then..." Buck's face turned red. He was trying to flush the soap out of his eyes.
"Then, I think someone needs a darn good spanking," Preacher said looking pointedly at J.D. until he withered under the glare.
"Come on, I didn't mean it like that. Buck, here's another thing. Y'all treating me like I'm some school boy when I'm a full grown man. So maybe I never did have a time with a lady but that don't mean I'm a damn baby you can just put over your knee when you feel like it!" J.D. said splashing more water out of the tub.
"Preacher, do you see a man here or a little boy having himself a tantrum?" Buck said getting up and putting on his pants.
"I think I'll just see you two later. I hope this one had a better attitude and can speak with a little more respect when I see him," Preacher said sternly leaving and locking the door behind him.
"Buck, Buck, come on. What are you doing? Come on, now. I'm sorry. You were right. Saving the girl was the right thing to do. Buck, you're scaring me," J.D. panicked as he watched Buck get dressed with a determined look on his face.
"J.D., you are like a little brother to me and the guys. But what did I warn you the last time you got a little too big for your britches?" Buck asked firmly.
"You said if I acted up and wasn't respectful, you was gonna give me a lickin'. But Buck, I'm too old. Please, don't," J. D. whined.
Buck was fully dressed now and sitting in the chair that Preacher had left unoccupied. J.D. was too old for a spanking, but he still needed it. Buck's eye's fell on the bath brush he had been scrubbing his back with. He grabbed it and got a large cotton towel.
"Now I ain't paddling you for the lying or hitting me in the face with the sponge, but your attitude about the ladies and your disrespect. You are being selfish and cruel. If we don't stand up and fight for the weak, who else will do it?," Buck asked hefting the heavy brush.
J.D. groaned when he saw the brush.
"Now, hop up here. The sooner you get your spanking, the sooner it is over," Buck said.
"No, I ain't doing this. Buck, I'm naked!" J.D. yelled.
"J.D., if you don't hop out of that water, I'm gonna wallop your wet behind in the tub and then dry you off and spank you again," Buck warned, getting impatient.
"No, I'm going to call Chris! He won't let you. Or Vin?" J.D. whined.
Buck took a deep breath and grabbed J.D.'s wet bicep. He yanked him up and bent him over. He smacked the brush down one on each cheek as J.D. howled. Swat! Swat!
"Chris and Vin both wanted to whup you several times and I'm the one who stopped them! Now stop this and take your medicine. You earned this," Buck growled spanking him two more times with the brush on the under curve of his backside. Pop! Pop!
The spanks sounded like gunfire in the small room bouncing off J.D.'s wet behind.
"Okay, okay," J. D. said stepping out of the tub with one hand over his behind and one over his front.
Buck dried him with the towel briefly and then said, "Get over my knee."
J.D. protested, "Can't I just bend over?"
Buck put the brush on his lap and started spanking J.D. hard with his hand.
"Sure, but your spankin' doesn't start until you are over my knee so these smacks don't count," Buck smirked.
J.D. yelped as a hard swat caught his upper thigh and finally climbed over Buck's lap.
Buck gave him a minute to catch his breath.
"J.D., believe me when I say, I don't want to be having to whoop your behind like this. But we care about you and can't have you acting like a fool and disrespecting your elders. You want to know why I see these ladies of the night as people? Well, my ma was one. The woman was a saint. People are all people, even if they don't wear fancy clothes or have money," Buck said resting his hand on J.D. behind.
"I'm sorry, Buck. I didn't know that," J.D said feeling exposed. Buck raised his left knee to gain more access to J.D. rear end.
"Well, now you do. I think you need a bit more of a warm up with my hand and then you're getting a good paddling. It's gonna smart awful, especially on this damp behind, but I think you will learn a lesson. You ready?" Buck asked bracing himself to finish what he had started.
"Yes, sir," J.D. said resigned to his fate. He stared at the wet wooden floor board and hoped none of the other guys would hear him hollering.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
Buck brought his hand down hard on the center of J.D.'s behind causing J.D. to yell out and kick out his legs. J.D.'s hands were planted on the floor, but his legs were dangling in the air. He felt like a little boy.
Buck spanked him smartly with his hand until J.D. backside was pink and his hand was stinging.
J.D. was not crying loudly, but tears were dripping onto the floor.
"Okay, J.D. I'm gonna hold on to you tight and you can kick some. If you fall off my lap, I'm going finish with my belt, so hang on," Buck cautioned.
He picked up the bath brush and started cracking it on the center of J.D.'s cheeks quickly. Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
J.D. started screaming and crying with abandon and kicking for all he was worth. Circles of red appeared where the brush landed. Buck was not paddling him hard as he knew how much it could hurt, especially on an already spanked bottom.
Spank! Spank! Spank! Spank!
J.D. started begging for the punishment to end.
"P-please don't p-paddle me no more. I am sorry, Buck. I won't be d-disrespect no more. I will b-behave myself," he moaned as Buck continued spanking him steadily.
"Yes, you will. Or I will put you right back over my knee, bare your behind, and paddle you whereabouts you misbehave, young man. Consider yourself warned. Okay, settle down. I'm barely tapping you with this brush," Buck stated.
"P-please, Buck. No more," J.D. moaned.
"When you are about to say something ask yourself, 'Would Chris say it?' 'Vin?''Nathan?' 'Josiah' If not, you keep your trap shut. Don't pay no mind to Ezra. In this job, you disobey your elders and you can end up dead," Buck lectured.
Swat! Swat!
"I'm going to give you five more hard ones. Put your legs down," Buck said tapping the brush against J.D. now reddening backside.
Pop! Buck applied the stroke to his right cheek.
Smack! Left cheek.
J.D. screamed and shot out his legs.
"I'm s-s-sorry," J.D. sobbed.
"Almost done. You are doing good," Buck comforted.
Whap! Right in the center. J.D. just cried louder.
Smack! Spank! Buck swatted J.D. sit spots hard as the boy crumpled and gave up struggling.
Buck dropped the brush. J.D. was sobbing weakly. He gave him a minute to get himself together.
"It's all over, buddy. I think I could fry an egg on this backside. Come on, let's get your britches on before they need this room," Buck said grabbing J.D. clean clothes.
"Okay, up you go," Buck said as J.D.'s hand shot to protect what little modesty he had left.
"Here's your drawers," Buck said helping the boy slide up the rough cotton shorts. J.D. hissed as the fabric scratched his behind.
"Buck, are you still sore at me?" J.D. asked wiping his face.
"No, J.D., I never was. We all love you and care about you. We just can't have you behaving like that no more. Like I said, Chris was tempted to take his belt to you after you sassed him last week and Vin also cut a switch when you disobeyed him the other day. I told them that a good old fashioned spanking over my knee would do the trick," Buck said helping him with his pants.
"How'd ya know, Buck?" J.D. asked sniffling softly, as Buck wiped his face with the side of the towel.
"Cause I got plenty of them myself. Growing up in a whorehouse is like having 20 mamas and they all care that a little boy learns his manners real good," Buck answered blushing a little.
After J.D. was dressed, Buck grasped him by the arms and said, "I'm real proud of you, J.D. I know you are going to be a real credit to our group and help a lot of folks. How's your behind?"
J.D. was rubbing it and the throbbing under his snug pants stung.
"It's aches something fierce. I am sorry, Buck. I should have never lied and said all those things. You ain't never gonna have to whup me again," J.D. promised.
"Oh, I ain't. Next spanking you get is from Chris, then Vin, then Nathan, than I think Josiah..." Buck quipped.
"Ezra?" J.D. asked laughing.
"Oh lord, no. I think Ezra might need a paddlin' himself. I ain't going there, though. I got my limits," Buck boasted.
"Now, let's go check in on the guys and see what we missed," Buck said picking up the rest of their belongings.
"Buck, are they going kid me that I got a spanking? Do you think Josiah told them?" J.D. wondered with his lip quavering.
Buck turned and suddenly hugged J.D. tightly.
"No, buddy. Ain't no one gonna say a word. You got punished and it's all over. There's no one in the gang who ain't had more than a couple of whippings. Nothing to be ashamed about. Josiah won't say a word, okay," Buck said gently, putting J.D.'s silly hat on him.
If Ezra said made a comment, he would have to deal with Buck. No one messed with his little brother.