Jock Spank – Male Spanking

Alex wouldn’t dream of disrespecting an elder, anywhere, anytime, any way: his family are known as harsh discipliners, even by their rural mountain town’s strict standards, as anything resembling backtalk or disobedience would not only see him fatherly flogged frockless frightfully-firmly, but(t) any adult complaining about a knave -fair or not- would also get the spankophile satisfaction to witness his ‘woodshed treatment’, be handed the azote for more merciless martyring of his meekly mounted male mounds, still bare-balls over a hay-bale in the barn, ad lib, and probably get a standing invitation to put him OTK as yet another strict Sir as he sees fit, also in public. So Alex and his town peers prefer to say ‘Si, señor’ whenever ordered around, also to present their poor puerile puppy-posteriors for pitiless paining stat on the spot single-sanction, counting themselves lucky not to be reported at home and rascal-rear-ravaged regularly.
Alex only ‘Chinese-volunteered’ to chaperone distant city-boy kin Maicol, who was invited -request from his father, who can’t trust the rascal home alone during an urgent foreign business trip- for a first-ever week-long ‘visit to his roots’ by proud, ‘ancient’ great-uncle José, who fell ill again at his arrival, when Diego’s sire took the imp in and assigned his son to show him around the tiny town and outdoors treats, which are very rare for local knaves (consolation after savage birthday spankings, Easter, Christmas, major unique events like graduation or winning a scholarship; mostly you’re lucky with some home-produce), so he’s as shocked as fellow townfolk when the ingrate teen shows no gratitude or appreciation, bagging on everything as petty, backward or otherwise inferior to the city, topping it by blatant insolence to the only tavern’s staff. No local could conceive a knave slapping an elder, least of all on the arse, the symbolical-complete opposite of sweetly submitting to a spanking whenever a senior says, so Alex was torn between the ‘soundly smacked-in’ sentiment such stupendously-stupid stunt surely should suffer super-savage spanking and the fear it could come down on his own arse for utterly failing to keep his guest out of trouble, his kinsmen having a nasty habit of taking out on good boys’ naked nates whatever gets frustratingly out of control on ludicrous pretexts, like he now gets belt-flogged for somehow sabotaging the home willow from growing enough sally-switches to present to all teen-fathers in town to tail-terrorize to true tears at the start of each school term, while everyone knows it’s a small miracle the Saharan summer drought didn’t kill the thirstiest tree, and the thriving thornbushes selected instead hurt hapless humble-hound-heinies hellishly-harsher.
Diego timidly tried to plead leniency, invoking the principle of hospitable exemption for his ignobly-ignorant city-boy charge, who bluntly claimed his father would side with him and prosecute any CP, but a text Diego hastily sent, hoping to shift the responsibility to an elder, stated Maicol must learn to take responsibility, so granted loco parentis permission for all family and acquainted townfolk to treat him just as Diego could expect for disrespect, without realising the severity such stunt surely spells. Having forwarded it to his lord father, Diego was stunned to see his own marching-orders massively modified: he was now to show Maicol round the town and invite every elder to spank the imp ‘house-style’, including involving witnesses / third spankers, so started with the innkeeper, who invited himself to join in, at the tavern, in front of enough people to spread the word speedily, so everyone would surely wait at home with leather and wood implements at hand for this woeful wave of whoopings, rivalling the warmest of welcomes to wickedly-well whip the wriggling wanton worm to woefully-woken worshipfulness, neighbours flocking to avidly attend the azote-agony of the appalling adolescent’s awesome anal-area-agony by attribute after attribute administered ad-lib to his at-last, appropriately, absolutely-abject asinine arrogant arse.
The experience was incredible, giving rustic townie-families a whole new exciting perception of publicly-performed painful puerile posterior punishment, as often-submissively-stripped and soundly-spanked squirts suddenly savoured the superior spanker-satisfaction of sovereignly share in severely spanking a scared-stiff-starkers-squirming subject screaming, sobbing, supplicating, smacked and swatted to sovereign-sirely, semi-sadistic spankers-satisfaction. Several sires, including Diego’s dire-derriere-discipline-devoted daddy, enjoyed sharing the show with their sage sons, enough to seek such sensation again, so agreed from now on knaves will be systematically invited at home to attend peers’ pantless posterior-paining and participate in pounding puisne-pups, providing a plethora of predatory punisher-pleasures pueblo-wide.
At the next town council, the fathers agreed not only to standardize this practice, but(t) also to a police order that any townie-complaint suffices to submit any visiting minor to the ‘Maicol-tour’ and send standing invitations for all city-kin to visit the ancestral town, which got a surprisingly-wide response after Maicol’s long-suffering headmaster spread the word through other schools that the old-fashioned orbs-ordeal as time-trusted teen-training to tractability through trouserless-tail-tender-tanning to true tears truly transforms teen trolls into timid teens toiling their trembling tails off, recommending an annual visit for the usual suspects, the threat in case of serious mischief or problem grades should suffice for most. Soon realizing having their abject arses also agonized by another adolescent as-well actually adds to the evident embarrassment of eerily-exposed-endurances, the innkeeper and one father after another decide to invite Diego or their firstborn (other) knave, provided they get good grades, to ‘co-castigate’ over two co-spanker-knees in public as well.
Diego and his smartest mates now really rival for term top-scorer grades, not just to avoid copious CP for sure, but(t) also as it carries as precious prize the proud predatory privilege to ‘show squirts around Maicol-style’, which he testified being the experience of a life-time, inspiring him and two more to aspire becoming fathers and teachers, hopefully once headmasters, at such strict schools as his own, where naughty knaves beyond azote in class no-longer are sent to the principal’s office for the cane but(t) now get it in school assembly, which in severe cases is even moved to town square.