BBFC: Hynek Too Far

Although always absolutely accustomed to abjectly accepting as appropriate any attire-abandonment and arse-agony any adult assigns, any time, place and attribute, the archangelically-attractive adolescent avidly abhors as absurdity any assinine assignments and assessments affecting his abject arse and attitude.
All awefull week, the hunky humblehound had been toiling his terrifically-tempting twink-tail off terribly-tiring ‘tirelessly’, catching-up in college classes and campus-complements after CoVid-constraints, coming-home to countless chores (contracting customary corrective castigation colouring his clothless cones crimson) catching-up after the holidays, hitting the books hard and having his heinie hit harder as his tutors three-tails-tawse-thrash it, turned trembling trouserless to that two-tails-tormentor, for the tiniest test-told-‘to do’, time and time again till time-out to bed after midnight, like most house-mates except all-AAs Matthew and Sergio, who are (again, at approaching academic assessments) assigned to aptly assist Teodor as ‘testing three-tail-tawse-to-tested-teen-tails-toiling’ tutors, covering for much of mate Matt’s chores during his ‘breaks’ (naked corner time after CP, no mere study break).
After actually achieving an admirable A- average at academical assessment, absolutely-exhausted, anyway pulling double morning chores chummily volunteered in roommate’s absence, at-last Saturday-noon, shamelessly-spankophile second Sir sneared, scarcely-sympathizing, ‘such sloth student squirt’ should snap to seek a Sir to serve, surreally shouting ‘stop stupidly standing-around, serve softdrinks, sweep the Sirs’ and sitting-room, show suitable submissivess, so scoundrel strip starkers stat, stick-out spankable sloth-slut for severe swats-scores-series!’, simply shockingly-surprising for the slaved-out student-stud, since senior Sir self said such significant self-improvement in systematical study and service starts shaming some student- & house-mates, so-continuing the swell squirt should succeed by Summer to senior-status.
Ignoring that duly-dreaded disciplinarian Dimitri’s darn-dreadful droning and discipline-dishing-out disguise dire desillusion that day over final failure to sign-up a prestigious peer-sired, pitifully-graded potential charge for the house, furiously but(t) far from fair finding a fine fellow-fanny to frantically flail as frustration-vent, the full-force-flogging-for-no-fault-facing fine fledgling forsakes fine-form by fingering the fucking farthface, feeling fucked as his fine-graded fanny feels as fierce-flailings-fated for far-from-fair-flogger-fun as a fucking-FFs-facing fellow’s, failing further to fittingly fear the fatally-following, far-fairer full-force-flagellation for the fatally-flagrant finger-fault.
The sadly-sadistic surreal-spankophilia-scenes were silently seen, shot and shown to senior Sir by marvellous mate Matthew, who also meekly met manifold meanly-metout mound-misery alike since Christmastide, and seeks to show the shocking sadist-system in second Sir’s superbous strictness.
Thus told this too-terrorizing twink-tail-torment, Teodor tells the teen-tush-terrorist to tone-down the twink-tail-trashing to the tough-but(t)-fair teen-training-tariff, then commends the caring courier, console-carressing the clever cutie’s cruelly-copiously-crimson-castigated cones caring-carefully. He and Hynek hereafter have a hugely-helpful horribly-harsh-heinie-hiding-harder-then-helpful-helpline to the highest hider, who for starters exempts them from Dimitri’s dreadful derriere-discipline a dozen days, their demeanours destined to be delayed-dealt by Teodor, to determine a detailed tarif for Dimitri thereafter.