BBFC: A Seasons Spanking For Terry

BBFC: A Seasons Spanking For Terry

No better way to start off Christmas day than by spanking a wayward lad. Terry is just such a lad and Teodor gets into the spirit of the day by getting him OTK.

 

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It might not seem a good way to start the day to Terry but then again he should behave and it would not be necessary. Shorts give way to tight grey briefs, which hug his contours well, and Teodor keeps laying on the spanking.

 

 

A bare ass finale and everything is ready to face the rest of the day. The way Terry scampers from the room it might just be possible he will behave today.
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Clive
Clive
1 year ago

bbfc have produced a couple of gems here and there but of late they have changed dramatically is there a reason for this is it under new ownership?

Dr van Spanking
1 year ago

Poor old Terry! What a way for any young lad to have to spend Christmas Day – being laid over the knee!

However, the necessary administering of corporal punishment to naughty boys cannot be set aside simply because of the Season of Goodwill – that, in fact, would be seriously bad for discipline! In my guardian’s home, there would never have been any question of that! Old Mr Slipper held stinging sway whatever the season of the year!

Having last seen young Terry made to bend over, it is super to see him laid across the knee! The spanking that follows certainly tests the lad’s mettle – Theodor, as we’ve seen with the other BBFC lads, clearly has a hard hand! Those shorts don’t look particularly thick, which I would assume they are not, given the fact that they are obviously light-weight summer ones! They don’t stay up forever and then we get one of my favourite sights as Terry is made to take them down to reveal his regular choice of underpants – tight-fitting coloured briefs! And yes – proper brief briefs, the very best type of punishment underpants in the Doc’s wide experience!

The intensity of the boy’s pain evidently increases as the bare-bottom stage of his punishment is embarked upon; so might we deduce, at any rate, from the mounting volume of his yelping! He is allowed to straighten up off Theodor’s knee and scuttles away without properly pulling his pants and shorts up, but not before Theodor has administered a good SMACK! to that pert and very bare bottom! It’s as if he’s saying to Terry “There’s plenty more where that came from, my lad! And you’re still young enough for it!”

I wonder, will that admonition be taken seriously by this clearly rather wayward youth? I think we’ve seen enough of him that we all might have the gravest doubts on that score…

bartcane
bartcane
1 year ago

Teodor really needs a cane in his hand. He would know how to use that effectively

Fastifex
Fastifex
9 months ago

Sadly, season-or-not, some spankable student-squirts simply still need rascal-rear-raw-reddenings regularly, like tiny timid teen Terry’s tush-thrashing-timidly-turned torment-tail. The fine-featured fledgling’s fine foster father frequently faxes, foremost for feasts and festivals, his filial fuckup must face and feel a frightfully-firm father-figure forcefully flailing his frockeless fanny to fight-off FFs-relapse from foppish frolicker-fun.
Terry isn’t bad, stupid or truly lazy, but(t) an extremely-easily mislead sheep-lemming crossbreed of mindless flock-followers, so at the first sign of distraction, notably party fever, like these Hawaiian shorts for a ‘campus jungle yuletide’, he needs his ears boxed and his hiney-hide hard-handled harshly, hourly here as at home, where his knave-kin got it gruesomely-good-globes-grilled for grades-risks in one whooping: said stripling still systematically slips from serious study into stupid stuff soon after his sorrily-sore-spanked seat-skin’s scarlet-sensitivity shade-softens, soon squashing any shambles of study-sense, spelling seriously-substandard-scores.
Firm fosterfather stipulates step-squirt sonny simply can’t continue to concentrate cones-comfortably, consequence of crooked conditioning by his late bully steppa, who whipped the wretchedly-wriggling whippersnapper-worm shower-starkers every morning with woefull wheels wickedly-well-whooped, half as harshly after bedtime-bath, and woke the wounds woefully wailing-waking OTK within half an hour whenever home, whipped-again before entrusting him to severely-spanking-selected school or sports-coach, with woodshed-whippings at weekends and holidays.
Whenever without wheels or warm-woe from workovers, the wretch wonders why, without working or even waking: those were the rare times he was allowed to just sleep in without working his whipped-tail off, worrying for or wailing from whoopings, on doctor’s orders or as rare reward like for great grades or graduation, normal knavish functioning requires feeling former flogger-fire on his flail-fearful fanny.
Far-gentler foster-father as fine caregiver is carefully cutting the cuts-contingents to keep the curiously-cruelty-conditioned cur contritely cringing crimson-coned, corresponding with Teodor to correspondingly cut his ‘periodic preventive posterior-purple-paining’ in the house, and in seasonal spirit senior Sir tries-out hand-spanking-only over the holiday without scarlet-stripes, if that works out a while this record-rear-ravaged rascal’s next year may become as barable on the butt-bared boy as his bottom-beatable-boarding-brethren’s behinds by Easter?!