Jock Spank – Male Spanking

Technically, Matyas no longer is a House knave since his graduation, truly thankfull though for the great grades he got here studying superbly, shivering scared-stiff of savagely-severe spanking-sessions when he needed a firm hand (and far more often anyway, also just like home), but(t) instead of his family paying his fee as boarder brat to be beaten into blind obedience and aiming for all-AAs to avoid additional abject-adolescent-ass-arse-agony, he now drops by regularly as fee-sharing guest tutor for grades-slacking actual House knaves, paid a pretty penny to pants and purple-pain their piously-presented puerile posteriors pitilessly for preceptorial purposes, half for the House, the rest mostly sent home to grim gramps, who lets him keep pittance and spares him maintenance paddlings for a period proportional to his proceeds, roughly half his (woodshed) ‘holiday’.
However, sweet silently-servile submission to sirely-sentenced stripping and spanking still is second nature, just as at home on hateful ‘holiday’ with grim godfather gramps, every elder visitor is treated to his eerily-exposed extremities, endlessly enjoying his endurance and exhibition as entertainment, nearly-never fair or deserved, labelled ‘maintenance’ to keep him in his humble place. Senior Sir isn’t that cruel as to torture the trembling teen as a trouserless trophy toyboy torment tool, but(t) brutally bent on busily bettering brats’ bad-believed behavior by buck-breaking baring boyhood-beheld and blazing beatings of bad boy bottoms brilliantly-burning blistered.
In fact, it was a tutored twit who slammed the door, foppishly frustrated firmly-frockless-fanny-flogged for fucking failure to fittingly fix fanny-fatal FFs. Had Matyas simply stopped to suitably scold the stupid sub-standard-studying squirt, he could again have been at the eminent end of eerily-exposed-extremities-endurance instead, either simply spanking sirely-suitably in his own right, or informing senior Sir about the ear-dragged door- and noise-vandal, probably included in a joint CP effort, bonding with big boss by baring and brutally-busily battering the bad-behaved brat blazingly to betters-brotherly brutally better beneath-B-bad-boy-behavior.
Instead, by his silly-servile silence, he’s the butt-boy burning at the business-end, with the culprit and his comrades peeping through the object of the miss-assigned crime. Rather then learning lessons the hard way, the hideous hounds hail hard-ons hellishly-happily heeding his hapless humblehound-he-hood and hearing him holler hide-hits-heaped heathenishly-harshly.
Luckily, sub-Sir Matthew learns about the absurd aberration of arse-agony-assignment from ass-arse to AAs-mate. First he’ll put Matyas OTK himself for a light-licking lecture about duty to devilkins-derriere-discipline daily and direly and doggedly defend discipliners’ dignity duly, goodhearted guidance in the guise of globes-gruelling, aware his Slavic-near-namesake lacks confidence to assume authority, but(t) is best at baring and bending for a better to brutally beat into his bottom-butt behests, which thus become ‘bible’ religiously observed without question, only now it’s beneath-B-brats’ bottoms to be bared and beaten bountifully for bratty behavior to be bruskly bettered by a better-beasting better becoming beware of the basics of brat-behavior-betterment boths-sides.