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Whipped Wankers: Smoker’s Strap

Freshman Navy Cadet Danny Bianchi has caught smoking four times. Lt. Jackson Ng sends him to Friday punishment parade, where he is given a solid strapping from Senior Cadet Alex Jaeger. Perhaps eager to get his senior literally off his ass, Danny shows Alex an explicit video of his girlfriend. Intrigued, Alex’s interest soon is elsewhere.

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    Fastifex says:

    Alex is athletically A, anatomically and academically all-AAAs, a completely committed cadet, helpful for weaker peers and popular with juniors as (mostly informal) mentor, so generally assumed in line to become cadet captain, except some staff like Lieutenant Jackson Ng doubts if Alex has the heart to harshly handle ‘hoodlums’ as rigidly rules-required to command code-conform, so he’s put plentifully on proper painful-puerile-pups-posterior-pain-purple-pounding-punisher probation: performing at punishment parade, where he must order all demerits-referred ‘rotten rascal recruits’ to strip in stages and sexily scared-stiffies-sporting submit to ‘sound’ spanking sessions scarlet-striping the suffering scoundrel squirts’ shivering sterns simmering scarlet, super-sensitised to spankophile staff’s savage standard of severity.
    Now even the more currish cadets concede consistently it’s correct to comply completely with the crack cadet colouring their coverless cones crimson as clearly commanded for countless causes, code-conform. It’s better to take due derriere-discipline dacks-down dutifully dispensed by the doted duty-cadet than to get it anyway from someone else, who won’t be any kinder or softer, but(t) could completely compromise the coveted prospective pleasure of proudly partaking in procedures under the practically perfect predicted presidency of the positively preferred prime cadet captain. Nobody seeks excuses or fishes for favours, the classes’ complete collection of CP-condemned currish cadets cues-up quietly for cones-crimson-colouring castigation cutely-compliantly, coming to terms with coming-up corporal correction commendably as never before. It’s the perfect punishment parade prelude, presumably purposefully proper to prove the puerile pup perfectly proper to pick as preceptorial punisher.
    Danny didn’t protest either to being ordered last in line, fourfold demerited for contraband smokes, although each time he was taking the blame and bare-butt-beatings for a marker-calling mutt mate, whose smoking smuggler sneak-outs would disclose way worse wares, worthy of wicked whippings or even expulsion. A good judge of character, Alex guessed something like that and gets the coverless-cones-criss-cross-crimson-castigated cutie to confide, concluding the culprit can’t come-off neither caught nor corporally corrected, concerting how to arrange for private CP without Danny getting in more undeserved trouble, rewarded by a ‘premium confidence’ video of the kid’s lovely love-interest, so to their shared taste they can’t resist sharing ‘self-soiling sodomy’ celebration. Danny actually was one of several cadets from super-strict families who only felt ‘at home’ after some mentors, like Alex, agreed to play their paternalistic part of protocol-properly punishing the puerile puppies pitilessly for any peccadillo by pantsing and posterior-pounding, only kind gentleman Alex went almost playfully pleasant about it, and doting disciple Danny responded well, just as he had been grateful getting grilled gently over his big brother’s knee at home, also doing personal chores, like massaging, stripping with and soaping ‘Sir’ in shower and tub, so they grew cutely comfortable with shared intimacy including porn as unequal but(t) close ‘siblings’.
    The cur cadets are curiously-quickly coaxed from cosy confidence into code-contrary, contemptible comradeship-overdrive, coverless cumming and carelessly clueless these conditions contract compromising cues and clues for countering the cadet comrades’ kiddish-confident current cosy condition. After all, there are always jealous or other hostile parties eager to undermine Alex’s rise to cadet-captainship and simply personal grievances to both bare-balls-business-beheld buddies.