Jock Spank – Male Spanking

It seems unimaginable now to those who only know Diego as the ultimate model cadet, combining academic and athletic all-AAs with exemplary cadet captain record, as beloved for fine tutoring of juniors as feared for his frightfully-firm, frequent flogging of frockless fools-&fuckups-fannies, but(t) even he wasn’t practically perfect from the start, in fact his appalling attitude needed as ample as abundantly-aching adjustment by asinine-adolescent-arse-agony, applying assorted attributes to his attire-abandoned-anal-area again and again, as Hector had happily agreed to hard-handed-handle the hapless Hispanic humble-hound-hottie as heathenishly-harsh-hiding hellhound instead of his somewhat soft then cadet captain, as a legacy favour to Diego’s officer uncle Franco, who always regretted that the gifted knave’s lieutenant late father, who broke himself with the fine family tradition to serve in the military, had allowed his splendid, smart son to simply study as civilian, satisfied with great grades and careless freedom to frolic with playmates. When Franco inherited guardianship, he realized turning around a ‘spoiled squirt’ from civilian softie to strict serviceman isn’t compatible with a career almost entirely spent aboard war vessels, so he had Diego enter the academy and appealed to his own academy buddy Hector, rising in its academic staff, to take him in hand with full loco parentis authority, explicitly recommending spanking on the bare, just as Franco and almost all kin were raised and reared ruthlessly red-raw-‘rookie’-rump-roasted, essentially making-up missed-out manifold meanly-martyring-meekly-mounted-male-mounds-misery matching the frockless-filial-fanny-flailing-fond family-tradition from fortresses and frigates.
After a weary week of worm-wise wriggling while wickedly-well whooped and whipped, he worked-out not to be a worthless wayward wanton, way-better, wise-enough to wish to work with uncle’s wishes, so embraced Hector’s hard-handed helplessly-heightened, he-hood-heeded humble-hound-handling by heathenishly-hot-hidings as intimidatingly-intense intimation-experiences, learning lowly-lout-lessons lava-lividly-lower-limbs-licked and loving lectures loco-parentis OTK, the latter learning lordly lessons on how to excel at the other end of the rod, getting at least as good at giving as getting gruesome globes-grillings for grovelling guys’ good, like a great godson getting it grimly from gramps and giving-on to god/grand-sons in time, only here at the academy he could graduate from getting – to giving it gloriously-fast, groomed greatly to climb to cadet captain quickly and keenly covet a coming-man-career as Hector’s deserving disciplinarian deputy, destined to dish-out daily deserts by dozens of doses of dumbly-deserved doleful-defrocked-derriere-dermis-damning didactic discipline, dire dominance DNA-determined.
Even after Diego graduated with great grades and started on staff as lieutenant, Hector continues to hold loco parentis sway, including a monthly maintenance spanking ad lib on the bare, at least OTK, when strict Sir also lectures the ‘knave’ and inflicts painful, perfectly-perilously-presented-pantless-posterior-penitence as Diego goes to confession first and brings Sir a daunting amends note, prescribing properly-plenty penitential paining over the chair of upended corporeal comeuppance by copious cur-sones-crimson-castigation, from the chaplain, who often attends avidly the attire-abandoned abject-adorable-arse-agony and still follows uncle’s instructions recommending merciless severity ‘smithing sins by soundly scarlet-scourging, sizzling stripped-squirt-seat-spanking-sessions’, eerily-exposed endurance obviously endlessly enjoyed by both elder (ex-)educators, which he won’t begrudge them out of grateful respect and actually appreciates as is assures he won’t forget the feel of a freshly-flailed frockless fanny from the receiving end, nor the finesses of flogger-fun, as Hector carefully goes through all variations.
No wonder using Hector’s then-office and arse-agony attributes arsenal vividly recalls his early cadet days, when he suffered lash and wood as amply and abundantly agonizing his absolutely abject, almost-always-afire arse as he avidly apprenticed in applying aghast-arse-ache-assuring attributes to adolescent anal areas, an art the always-accurate all-AAs-academic appropriately acquired at-least as aptly as any ancestor. Meaningfully, the massive and meticulous muscle-memory in his magnificent, manifold-mercilessly-martyred meekly-mounds-male-mounds means he masterly mind-matches anything he most masterfully meets-out to male-mutts-meat, finely feeling any finesse in fears, flinching, fanny-fire, fatality, flesh-furnace, flogging-force, flail-features, frustrations from top to toe, from before to after, as sharp ‘sensorially sympathizing’ as his smart mind still studies and stores any aspect of spankee-psychology from extensive educational experiences at both ends of every elaborate eerily-exposed endurance and embarrassment …
He literally writes ‘the book on beneficial brat-butt-beating’, meaning many masterclass-manuals for splendidly-students-steering spanking-sessions-systems, sharing subject-findings with selected spanking-specialists and sending the secret summas to serve in serving sailors and soldiers sounder-still stripping-and-spanking-sessions to suppress sub-standard-stuff and secure superior study and submission.