Teodor has to have a word with Radek, didn’t take him long to go off the rails did it, and the lad has also kept him waiting, compounding his misdemeanours.
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Going OTK Radek is just the right height to get this spanking, and his jeans seem in a hurry as they slip down a bit as he goes into the position. Teodor lays a heavy hand on the lad and the eager jeans are soon down and some nice fitting underwear gets the next set.
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Radek being new has to learn all the rules and as with any lad the best way to do this is a good OTK session. The bare ass set that follows is just what’s needed to make sure that Radek makes the best effort he can to behave..
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Well, I wanted to see young Radek laid over the knee, and here it seems I’ve got my wish! and doesn’t the position just suit his youthful, boyish physique! Radek for me equals spanking perfection with his beautifully rounded bottom and his unimpeachable taste in what underpants to wear for a spanking!
Mustard-coloured briefs are an extremely rare sight at any spanking studio, which is a pity because it strikes me that, at least on Radek, it is an extremely spankable colour! I loved the way they came down when Radek was removing his trousers – Teodor could so easily have left them down as Radek bent back over his knee, but he chose to pull them up and smack the boy over them! Not every spanker would have done that, although, as I am particularly into smacking over underpants, I certainly would have done myself!
What are the chances of seeing Radek spanked in a pair of short shorts?
Part of the patriarch’s paternalistic program of ‘positive education’ is pressing the protocol-priming point how “pricelessly privileged” a penitent ‘puerile pup-cadet’ is to be private-private-parts-privacy-privated and posterior-punished in the presence, or priming-even-that personally, by the “prince of the place”, patriarch or parallel person such as CO.
So Radek, whose respect and abject adoration for senior Sir is boundless having learned Teodor is an Army veteran, sees him as the House’s patriarchal prince and promptly ‘relapses in his masochistic guilty pleasure’, like at home with meeting the clan’s pater familias, who is most kin knaves’ godlike godfather: painstakingly obeying every elder’s orders unconditionally and warmly welcoming any whooping-CP duly-gratefully as always, but(t) greedily grabbing any opportunity to gaily get his godson-globes gruelled godfatherly-gruesomely-good at every patriarchal visit and reception.
Only at home that’s just a few festive times a year, here it’s easily every even day, and unlike kin-knaves at home, his peers here rarely rival for the privilege, all it usually takes him here is volunteering to take the blame for something they messed up, terrific tutors Sergio and Matthew even promised alternatively to switch a chore he can bumble as last resort to be ordered to obediently offer the orbs dropping trou for a princely-patriarchal posterior punishment, a priceless princeling-privilege in positive education, perplexingly-pleasingly plurified plentifold by peers passing posterior-punishments pleased-too.
Furthermore, the fine-natured, firm-featured, forceful-fanny-flailing-fearless fellow feels it’s fine and fair for firmly-flailing father-figures to be fond of furnace-fiery-felt frockless-fledgling-fanny-flogging-fun, fine and fairly-fitting filial piety to painstakingly present the penitent-puerile-posterior perfectly-perilously-pantsed for pounding-punisher-pleasure to perfection, permanently providing posterior-punishment-parameters perfected to the punisher’s precise, particular, even pettiest pleasure-preferences, from peeking at a plumbers crack prior to privates-privacy-privation to purring as Sir pats his painfully-punished posterior or pinches his privates and hiding-helpfully holding-up humblehound-he-hood and -heinie helplessly-heightened as his hider heeds happiest, happy the hits-heep heatens his hurdies hell-hot, however hating it hurting the hider’s helping hand.
So the naked-nates-nurture-needy knave is confused, craving complementary CP-conditions-clarity considering tush-tanning tutors nor even Sirs seem to care to customize CP, content to confer clothless-cur-cones-crimson-castigation common-style, curiously complicating his comfort, customarily coping with copious coverless-cones-crimson-castigation, to consider this comparable to customs at home and feel quite at home, despite more men meeting-out much-needed meekly-mounted-male-mounds-misery meeting home-standards otherwise, cause for considerable comprehensive-compliance-concerns.
Considerable comfort comes conferring these commendable concerns with caring closest confident comrade-tutor Sergio, who smashingly sooths the super-submissive, seriously-servile Slavic stripling’s scare suggesting to speak systematically to similar-seniors to spell-out scores of specifications for squirt-spanking-schemes superbly suiting their subtle strict-spanker-savouring, swell to see such specifics shall suit successive spankers and spankee smashingly.