Cadet Alex Jaeger is still fumming over the ‘no win’ training scenario and his subsequent punishment. He dreams of revenge on Lt. Riley French.
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Being way smarter and contributing more to his free-tutored cadet classmates’ academic advancement than all their Academy instructors, Alex silently -for due fear of dire CP for ‘insolent lip’- curses as an absurdity that even here, he still has to bashfully bare and bent-present his breechless ‘brat’ bottom bulging-boyhood-beheld as barking-bid by any bloody ‘better’ for ‘badly-bratty boy-behaviour-bettering’ beatings and/or grossly-groping ‘intimate inspection’ ad lib, recalling how as pupil he was bullied by dumb teachers who feared his superior insight in subjects, grabbing any pretext to lay on the strap all-on-ankles in class and even meanly encouraging the PE coach to pick on him and savagely spank him on the bare in gym – and swim classes and again squirming starkers shower-wet almost every time, obviously all followed by long-lectured, brush-battering-begun OTK-rides at home with eerily-exposed red-reared corner time, still a familiar, sightly sight to most visitors, who are encouraged to comment, pat, pinch and even hint -usually granted- another implement-thrashing, then passed-on naked to go over all present male laps to each’s satisfaction, invariably motivating men at least to match or surpass the previous pitiless puerile-posterior-pain-purple-pounding, a privilege he presumes (as nothing changed at home) accounting for most of the non-functional visits on Friday evening and weekends when the ‘naughty knave’ is home!
No wonder he fantasizes, like most cadets, about instructors, especially bullying ones like Riley, to be at the other end of the rod or lash, bared and bellowing, before them, preferably even getting it gruesomely good with glowing-globes-grilling, gayly given and ordered by some of them, generally including esteemed tutor Alex.
If only they knew that’s perfectly compatible with the wishes of most staffers, who discretely hate Riley’s ridiculous rear-reddening-rigor on recruits regardless of real rearing-requirements, with frequent collective punishments -lots of lads lash-licked lined-up all-on-a ankles- for futilities as for flogging-fair faults. It’s a public secret Riley’s own record as recruit was ridiculous, regularly rear-raw-reddened on record for relentless fuck-ups and bad grades, only the retired admiral CO at the time and his successor (and adulterous, ‘worse’ gay, lover) know why and how (too-well-informed former batman and spycam-blackmailer) French was still tutored till he graduated last of his class, yet got several undeserved promotions against all other superiors’ advice, and this cushy academy job he ticks no single box for.
With the CO up for retirement, they all hope and expect the new one will finally agree to demote and replace reckless ruffian Riley in regard of his rotten record and results, and as it turns out the chosen new Sir’s own cadet cousin Cody’s copious coverless-cones-crimson-castigations in the klutz’s class contrary to commendations from all other instructors clearly convinced the coming-man that the walk of shame to discharge is the only right result for rotten Riley, and his countless cadet victims, like passed-over better colleagues, deserve the satisfaction of at least witnessing how he’s “motivated” fittingly faulty-fool-fanny-frequently-frockless-flailed to resign: trapped in the rotten role of ‘simulating staffer’ to try in person a full review of all risks run by recruits, reduced only to avoid lasting medical risks, with countless kinds of CP, ironically mostly (ab)used by Riley over the years, only replicated to all twenty-four other courses, repeated for every term, till the time-and-time-trouserless-tail-tormented thick-skull resigns to request red-raw-reared resignation, radiantly relished by the ruthlessly-rooting rigid-Riley-rear-reddening-regime-revellers, recruits included.