Alex has finally cleaned up the leaves, but his procrastination led him to use the leaf blower after hours, violating a local noise ordinance. A discovering a fine posted on the door, Hector decides to impose a ‘fine’ tasting punishment, with a leather strap, on the ever-late Alex.
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Still senselessly, toxically jealous of his own ‘spoiled’ splendid student son, hateful Hector heinously encourages his nastiest neighbours to come complain about the cute college kid, kept constantly condemned to countless chores at home and ‘for his study fund’, who can’t win a reprieve for his red-raw-ravaged ‘rascally rebel-rear’: either he doesn’t get the crushing loads of work done and is frockless-fanny-flogged full-force for those ‘failures’, or he toils his teen-tail off trying to turn-over the task-tally, only to cause complications by cutting corners, like noise nuisance or stray dirt, praying pretty-please to be allowed to make up for it with free extra services, or for Sir to put him OTK for a licks-lecture, for if his fearsome flailing-fond father gets any (excuses count as backtalk, worth a whole woodshed weekend of wrathful whippings!) complaint, he’ll commend it and invite the mean man to avidly attend an adults-always-appreciated act of absolutely-abject-all-AAs-adolescent-arse-agony by ample attribute-to-anal-area-application, after which aghast Alex’s awesomely-awfully-afire anatomically-angelic arse is passed-over for OTK-orbs-ordeals over and over, till the two teen-tail-tormentors tire totally from this tenacious two-turns-tush-terror.
To the tail-tortured teen’s tripled terror, his super-sadistic spankophile services-recruiter soon smugly secures a standing invitation to drop by every evening, in time (coordinated with other complaint-qualified cruel cast) to witness whatever paternal pantless-puerile-puppy-posterior-purple-paining and -preferably- possible complaint-consequential cruel, collegial cur-cones-crimson-castigation, and join in as third lap Alex’s already-abysmally-ablaze arse is passed over and over, the lacerated-lout-lower-limbs-lesson lasting even longer and rendering the rascal-rear-ravaging repeated rides OTK as ongoing obediently-offered-orbs-ordeal obviously more competitive, hence harsher, heaping hotter-still hell-heath on his helplessly-heighted-humble-hound-heinie an hour longer of horror for him, hider-heaven for his heathenishly-hateful harassers, hurting him as harshly as a Huns horde hit home-folk.