Matthew has really upset Dimitri, and he is going to pay for it. Most of the time he just needs a spanking to remind him of the rules and the way to act. But this time he has gone too far and Dimitri is going to paddle him.
Bending the lad over the table he makes a good start with a few heavy whacks on the towel Matthew is wearing.
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But it’s a bare ass paddling this lad needs, and the towel is soon off. The swats are laid on nice and hard and the colour of Matthew’s ass is so a nice deep red. By the end of the clip there is that lovely paddling bloom that lads get when they have really gone too far. Will Matthew have learned a lesson from this, time will tell.
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Ha ha! Serves the kid right! Even this mini-trailer got me hard. Love to see that he got a semi-boner. He needs further twenty thwacks just for that!
Having ‘hugely enjoyed’ his harmless horse-hung hard-ons a heavenly hurdies-hurt-free (sadly short) while since Teodor granted him and Sergio a ‘harsh-hiding-helpline’, the smart but(t) significantly sweet ‘Samaritan spankable sinner’ should have known that rarely a good deed goes (purple-pain-pounded posterior) unpunished in the house, least of all with a spankophile like Dimitri as Sir with squirts-spanking sway. The good gay guy generated, by granting generously occasion to sirely strip and smack his submissive-seeming seraph-stern by staged spankable sins, a steadily-stirred sirely savoured sense to see the sightly squirt stripping seriously subject to sadistic spankings.
So second Sir started searching for a single serious sin to shivering-scare the Samaritan seraphim into slavish submission to silence-salaried savage spanking. Suddenly he stares and smiles scarily, spotting a single, small, still super-shamefull sum-fault in senior Sir’s smart squirt-submitted tax-deductable costs sheet, squandering some sure saving.
Teodor may like and respect AA-attitude, superior-smart star-student Matthew like a proud, strict father, tending to spank severely only for the knave’s own good or bound by rules or fairness, yet business is business, and he’s guaranteed to grimly get gruesomely busy at the ‘business end’ beating a bare-balls-brat’s behind blazing beyond black and blue whenever a wayward whippersnapper’s wastefulness wakes his worst, wickedly-whipping wopper-whooping-wrath, which may culminate in a merciless bottom-booting if the kid can count himself mercifully lucky, ‘the boot’ (expulsion from house and campus) if not!
The big boss’s business is brutal bared-brats-bottoms-beating-business, but(t) the B-boss’s is blissfully beastly-better: blackmailing the beauty-boy to beg to be bared and beaten blazingly-blistered as bitterly-blackmailed-brat-boy-butt-biting bid to buy-off the boot by periodically paying the painfull price of perfectly-perilously, privates-privacy-privated and pitifully-pulsing-penis-pinched presenting the perkiest-puppy-posterior for plenty of pristine-pink-to-profound-pain-purple-paddle-poundings to the pretentious petty-prince’s pretty-puppies-pointless-painer-pleasure, praying it pleases the paddle-pounder properly to prevent providing to the primary the potentially-pernicious proof.