BLS veteran Jackson Ng is back this week alongside newcomer Danny Bianchi in Demon’s Dish: Kitchen Duo. In this video we find that the Demon’s Dish’ problems extend beyond the front of the house, as Hector next deals with chefs Danny and Jackson – who it turns out do not even know their own menu.
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WOW! There’s no doubt that young Danny is a REAL find! Slight of stature with a lovely boyish physique, dark and nice looking and with a deliciously spankable bottom that was just carved by the gods of Spankers’ Heaven to be smacked – and smacked hard!
There’s always a point when a boy is being disciplined and that much-anticipated moment comes when he has to take his trousers down in order to be smacked on his underpants, when those who know me will understand that I am thinking, is he going to be wearing coloured underpants or boring white boner-killers?! And my best hopes were fulfilled when Danny’s trousers came down, and Jackson’s too, and both boys were found to have coloured underpants on, both of a good length for smacking! Danny looks sensational, bending over the table in his navy-blue Tommy Hilfiger designer boxer-briefs, my second favourite colour for punishment underpants after royal-blue! Tommy Hilfiger is a brand that has appeared extremely rarely at Jock Spank. I think that the last time a boy was seen to be wearing them was young Robin Palmer, who wore a pair of navy-blue Tommy Hilfiger boxer-briefs in two of Sting’s ‘Bad Lads’ videos – once over the knee of Marco of spanky memory and the second time across Johan Volny’s knee! I love how Tommy Hilfiger don’t put seams up the seats of their underpants – the resulting uninterrupted smoothness makes a young lad look much more spankable while wearing them and bent over in them like Danny in this sensational little clip!
I didn’t get around to saying it about Danny’s debut appearance last week but he just looked utterly amazing, stripped bare except for his black and red swimming-briefs! For me, swimming-pants are the ultimate in spankingwear, not only for how beautifully they frame a boy’s bottom and hips for smacking, but because they are made of nylon, which always adds a kinky element to a punishment! And when Danny is laid on his tummy stark naked, and Aiden is whipping his bum with his own swimming briefs – oh my ears and whiskers! Apart from the administering of peer spanking, which I LOVE, I am sure that corporal punishment across the bottom with a pair of swimming-trunks is a first for any spanking studio – well done BLS for a brilliant innovation! If the briefs were wet, it would make for a very stinging pain in the bum indeed!
I am dying for a scenario where Danny is laid over the knee for a smacked bottom! The very best position in which a naughty stripling can receive a spanking! I trust my hopes will prove to be realised, BLS!
Jackson’s plane ‘diner’ – and Asian fast-food cooking (being dumbly recruited from a cheap café chain’s tacky truck stop, closed down due to a new highway nearby) being badly beneath any lucrative restaurant standard, Demon owner Hector ordered hiring a proper chef for the finer Italian cuisine – that’s delightful Danny (from his family’s trattoria, which had to close for a major development while the patriarch felt too old to move and start over while both his sons can’t partner up without him), but(t) nincompoop Riley failed to instruct a proper division and coordination of tasks, so each remained relatively ignorant about the other’s dishes, neither is consulted about drinks, nor either actively involved in editing the menu cards, which are left to the mediocre-at-best daily management itself, which never concerts these crucial ‘card columns’.
So although Danny’s dishes are dozens of delicious delicacies delighting droves of customers, convinced to return with friends and for feasting, finally building up a classier clientele totally taken to the talented teen’s tasty trattoria treats, his defrocking-destined ‘darn dumbo’ derriere is dolefully ‘dealt with’ by dire discipline lined-up like a lewd lazy lad along Jackson’s trouserless thrall-tail, thornily tender-tanned to true tears and sizzling/simmering scarlet like a steak as the scores of smacks and smashing swats’ sharp sting swells to simply scorching their scourged stripped-squirt-sterns, soundly-spanked savagely to strict Sir’s severity-seeking satisfaction, so sore neither shall sit on the job or anywhere at all for weeks, anyway on unpaid double shifts (also doing deliveries, dishwashing and the likes) for a month or much longer if they fail the next test too, desperate to avoid the boot at any cost in kind due to damning debts that made them sign up at minimum-wage, though Danny definitely deserves tenfold after a trial season …