After Aiden failed an English exam his father asks Hector if he can make a special house call to go over the results. Walking into Aiden’s bedroom, Hector finds the errant lad spanking himself in front of a mirror…
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Absolutely-abject, always-arse-agony-available Asian adolescent Aiden knows his humble place and duty, like any knave in the Confucian Kim clan: wherever and whatever any elder male says, and knows better than back-talking any better’s barked command, especially to bare his brat-boy-bottom beyond-beheld-boyhood-bashfulness for a ‘behaviour-beneficial’ beating: completely conform Confucian custom to coerce complete compliance by close-to-constant clothless-cur-cones-crimson-castigation, the standard guilty-groveler-globes-grueling ‘guidance (re)action’ from ancestors, elder brothers/cousins, uncles and an endless list of men met-out Mandarin-style mandates to mercilessly martyr meekly-mounted-mutt-male-mounds as miserable-making ‘medicine’ for any mischief, mediocrity or mere failure to fully please a pitiless paternalistic punisher, all conclusive clothless-cur-cones-crimson-castigating-CP-condemnation causes for plentifully pounding the pantless puerile-penitent-posterior progressively-pain-purpler, preferably in punishable peers’ presence, the punitive-pains-prone puppies-pack pitifully pondering the probable prospects of plenty of penitent-positions soon for each, equivalent to the elders’ endless eerily-exposed-excruciation-enjoyment. Experienced visitors entering a Kim home assume adult men and/or knaves absent unless at least one boy’s bare bum is presented perfectly-perilously for painful posterior-pounding-punishment in proper penitent position and/or (usually more) recently-rod-received rascal(s) eerily-exposed radiantly-red-raw-ravaged rebel-rear(s), reliably remaining fair game for patting and pinching at pleasure either on naked corner time or nude-nates all-on-ankles during chores or study. Although Kim caregivers carefully confide their consistently-CP-contracting curs to crimson-cones-castigation-committed ‘keepers’ whenever they can confidently, they commit to keep close count of each kid’s contracted CP and closely control the corresponding crimson-cuts-cones-coverage condition: matched or doubled defriocked-derriere-disciplinary doses at home.
Knowing that at arrival back home, ordered stat to strip and mount the paternal lap for arse-inspection and ‘mild’ hand-spanking as appropriately-agonized-abject-adolescent-arse-ache-assessment, after a poor test-result he should have been teen-tail-thrashed to true tears thornily-thoroughly by his merciless mentor, who was unable to oblige the obviously-obligatory obediently-offered-orbs-ordeal on account of an academic emergency but(t) didn’t get round to inform the knave he was in less-lashed luck, father having agreed in advance that in such rare case, so close before rejoining the relentlessly-rough-rustic-rearing-regime, a Western whooping with-jock-strap by a white ‘sissy’ staffer would suffice, clueless Aiden dared not explain his pristine posterior, preferring to put on a pain-purplish patina in pitiful person, his roommate -who would have loved to ‘help him out’, knowing all about his almost-always-abominably-agonized-arse after any holiday- already having gone home, actually regretting having no access to a proper posterior-punishment-prop like the lots of lashes and range of rods in all rooms at Kim homes, his abject arse aches all-over whenever he thinks of any as all busily blister his bare brat-bottom bountifully bloody-often and bloody-badly, burning brightly.
Worried wretchedly, watching his poorly-pink-to-profound-pain-purple-progressing puerile-penitent-posterior in the merciless mirror, Aiden fears father may not only give him ‘the proper punishment-stick-pounded-paddling he should have had’ and double that as always as home-follow-up, but(t) might angrily actually lay on the leather lash licking his low-life-lout-lower-limbs lava-lividly, lacerating lots-worse. Like the knave ignored a staffer having been arranged to deal with him ‘lightly’ for once, that ‘sissy’ Westerner Hector ignored the cruel Confucian clan customs and the commonly-comprised completely-coverless condition of cringing Kim curs contracting crimson-cones-castigation.
Assuming Aiden must be up to some ‘perverted foreigner sordid stuff’, semi-shocked Hector hurries to ‘help out hard-handed’ handling the hideously-he-hood-showing stupid squirt swiftly by stern scolding, stat-sentencing the shyly-shivering ‘shameless savage scion’ to a severe soon-stripped-seat-soundly-super-sensitizing spanking-session, for starters. Subsequent to a senseless stay squirming on show submissively, shivering submitting tp strict Sir the scarcely-softly-swung spanking-stick, the scorned stripling stall suffer his spanker-substitution-sentence, sternly supplemented sixfold for ‘shameful sordidness’.
Alas for Aiden, he’ll get a wrathfully ‘warm’, wickedly-well-whipped ‘welcome’ home, as Hector’s succinct mail fails to clarify he was brought in to and indeed did administer the near-naked naughty knave a proper posterior pounding for the poor grades he does scold, so he’ll be hard-handed heathenishly-hellishly at home for that (actually again) but(t) stresses prudish indignation at the ‘knavish perversion’, for which he’ll spend all weekend wretchedly wailing in the woodshed, willow-whipped without mercy on the martyry of his masterly-meanly-man-handled meekly-mounted-male-mutt-mounds, furiously flogged far-from-funny for ‘fucking-foolishly forfeiting family-honour’ by ‘foreign filth’, flailed fatefully full-force by fatherly kinsmen for flogger-fun-hours fitting their familiarity with the fearsomely-fire-fierceness-feeling ‘filial failure’, followed ‘for good measure’ by instructions for his mentor to double disciplinary defrocked-dumbo-derriere-doom-doses and add a ‘moral maintenance’ dozen daily to duly deter that ‘disgustingly decadent debauchery’, and finally a thank-you mail to Hector, kindly inviting him to come down hard on Aiden’s ‘asinine adolescent arse’ whenever he sees fit, loco parentis, and delegate fellow staffers, which he and they decadently-eagerly oblige, over and over ordering his orbs obediently offered for ongoing ordeals, feeling fucking-awfully always arse-agonized ably and amply, almost like home, making his necessarily-nasty-naked-knave-nates-nurture-nightmares non-stop till graduation …