International CP America NE : At Bottom Line

International CP: American Northeast

Our journey of exploring regional corporal punishment traditions continues. This week we head to the Northeastern United States with David Beatty.

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4 Responses to International CP America NE : At Bottom Line

  1. Avatar Teacherman
    Teacherman says:

    Nice little bottom on the boy….

  2. Avatar Bastinado Boy
    Bastinado Boy says:

    He’s their most gorgeous model!

  3. Avatar Bastinado Boy
    Bastinado Boy says:

    Watch the gorgeous one get spanked! First beautiful on jeans and then magnificent bare bottom! Maybe this website’s best video ever! Starring David Cutie Beatty!

  4. David may be a real city slicker, at home in the big Apple, his family hails from the Baton Rouge area, where grandpa stills runs a huge orchard. Its speciality are remarkably-radiant red apples, and gramps’ educational panacea was the ‘magical red-rearing stick’, which must have hit David’s doleful-Dixie-discipline-destined dad Dirk’s despondently-defrocked derriere by the dozen much more often then there were days in his cheek-cured childhood, for every late or imperfect chore, every grade under A, any apparent lack of deference or devotion, anything that failed to properly please his pitiless papa, who promptly punished by perfectly-perilously-presented-pantless-puerile-posterior-pain-purple-pounding for plenty of punitive purposes or peccadilloes, plus pointless pretexts for predatory pounder-pleasure as paternalistic privilege, passed on to plenty of plus-preceptors at school, catechism, scouting, church choir, sports and other clubs … so he humbly dropped trou for the wood or leather implement of about any male adult’s spankophile arse-agony-attribute-choice, anywhere, anytime, ad lib, whether he somehow deserved it or just served as eerily-exposed-excruciation-example or ever-elders-enjoyed-entertainment like birthday-spankings-sessions!
    As dad Dirk must spend all holidays working (as traveling inspector in hospitality), David generally spends his summers, Spring breaks, Christmas – and Eastertides back in Dixieland, earning grandpa’s generous contribution to his college fund, tush-torment-terrified toiling his teen-tail off in the family fruits-firm as if a fucking fucked-up farm-boy, fatally fated for frequent frockless-fledgling-fanny-flailings for faults or failures, from father’s father and his foreman and frankly about any elder male he meets as delivery-customer etcetera, counting himself lucky when it’s ‘just’ a hand-spanking OTK without a frightful fanny-flogging first!
    Grandpa uses a replica of the heirloom ‘red-rearing stick’ on David there now, having past the original on to Dirk, who is delighted as dire-due-deserts-deserving dumbo David’s dutifully-disciplining dad to be at the other end of the seriously-severely-stripped-sonly-squirt-skin-scorching-striking stick, and although no native Yankee now dares accept an (in)formal loco parentis mandate to martyr the mutt’s meekly-mounted-male-mounds himself, the school staff and many others learn to fill in marks in a red book, guaranteeing when dad gets home, dick-dangling David’s despondently-defrocked derriere does ‘dance’ due to dozens of dozens-doses of doleful desert time ‘due deserts’, deserved or despotically designed. To spare the treasured stick (never the naughty knave’s naturally nude-nurture-needy nates) it’s used only once a day: for all further floggings gramps has him cut sturdy switches for his own arse, while in the city, dad Dirk receives fresh ones from a park service connection, also every Friday.
    David is rather resigned to his rather-rural-rough rebel-rear-red-raw-rearing regime, realizing it should help him much more than dad, being the dumbest Duffus the family every had to raise, so finds it fair his fanny is flailed frockless frightfully-frequently furnace-fiercely-fried full-force for FFs and further fuck-ups, yet frankly regrets the rude restrictions on his social life: he’s only allowed to stay in ‘respectable Catholic homes’ where CP is standard-sanction, which excludes most classmates, practically turning him into an honorary Latino, living near none of those homes, and dad makes him go by bike, so the steel saddle without padding pitilessly pains his poor purple-pounded posterior as pitiful plus between bashfully-bared-brat-butt-black-and-blue-beating both at home and by his Hispanic hosts, who take turns taking him in shortly often when dad is travelling, when he bring the replica-stick for a sample-spanking at arrival as ‘reminder’ he must simply systematically submit to strict Sir as if sired, similar to his Southern stays in suitable severity.
    Still, his elders and other betters are all smarter, so surely know neatly what nasty-nates-nurture the numbskull knave needs, and although the foppish fledgling feverishly feared fatally, for frightfully-frequent flaws, failings, faults and FFs, becoming an outcast at school due to his dreadful Dixie-doleful derriere-dermis-damnation, thereabout his classmates are quite cool and kind of compassionate, conspicuously closely confronted with his constantly-crimson-castigated cur-cones, smiling-savouring seeing his submissive sub-standard-student-squirt-stern soundly-scarlet-spanked, shyly stripping starkers in the showers, simply saying it shows for sure his Big Apple-side anatomically-attractively as an always-abundantly-abject-adolescent-arse-agonized Apple-butt, ‘boasting’ the brightest bountifully-blistering-begot beneath-BBs-bumbler-bubble-butt-bloom, nicknaming the rural-region-rooted ruthless-rebel-rear-red-raw-ravaging-regime-resigned rotten-apple-reject resemblance-redeemed ‘the Red Apple’, refreshingly-rascally referring to the family-farm’s favourite fruit.
    Learning avidly all about the abundantly-arse-agonized ass’s appropriate apple-arse-alias, his duly-disciplining dreaded dad and gruesome-godson-globes-grilling gramps similarly smiled, amply approving and as-avidly adopted it, agreeing amused, to refer to their always-arse-agonizable asinine adolescent as an actual ‘apple asset’, obviously made for the ‘magic of the red-rearing-stick’ as music to the makers’ ears is made most ’melodically and melodramatically’ as it meets manifold meekly-mounted-male-mutt-mounds-misery marvellously, his peachy puerile posterior’s perky penitent-profile prized as a paternalistic pain-pounder-privilege-premium and playful produce-promotion.