Spanking Stef at Sting

We warmly welcome the woefully-warm-worshipfulness-waking wickedly-well-whipped welcome with wayward-wanton-workover working-in a wonderfully-whackable whippersnapper! <br />This is businessend-busily-battering-businesslike two-tier spanking at its best: first the rascal must struggle to stay in position beatably-bared bad-boy-behind-excruciation-exposing position, learning a lewdness-lectured lout's lesson lasting long lustily lacerated by lava-livid-loudly-landing licks-load,<br />then he goes OTK, sublimely-submissively-spankably-stripped-stern sorrily-sore-striped-super-sensitive, surely steadily sensing strict Sir's sagely-steadily scarlet-stripes-smashing smacks-succession.<br />The only open question is whether, in a private posterior-painfully-pounding-punishment session, or in front of an appropriate (male-only, peers/spankers) audience, his shorts shouldn't rather go down to his ankles (which feels more naked then off), <br />but(t) a well-wielded whipping-wood will make him oblivious to anything else with a few strokes, to that can just as well be done with what actually lacks: naked corner time afterward, and/or an already shorts-lowered waiting for it, possibly in line-up as fits a suitably-strict headmaster's office?!