Making Jello

19 year old Steve’s cruel stepsisters loved to tease him about being able to watch his naked humiliation. Their constant tattling on him for things he was innocent of ensured frequent spankings. His young, strict stepdad would always spank both cheeks a deep scarlet, and would take his time between smacks. The whole ordeal could take an hour—not counting the “baring”, the naked hour or two spent forced to show off along a wall, no covering—facing in or out, depending on the day. The sweet delight of watching those jiggly cheeks turn a deeper and deeper shade of red—a physical manifestation of the lads pain and shame—it was like “making jello”!

The face of a very ashamed boy realizing he won’t get his covering back the rest of the night

The Cyclops

19 year old James’ step-siblings relished his humiliation whenever he earned a spanking, which seemed to be nearly ever week, and always delivered fully nude. Watching him forced to stand on his utmost tiptoes, bent over the sofa, legs as apart as he could stand, with his exposed midriff bits swinging or jiggling with each smack as he struggled not to fall over—it was like a comedy show! They had a few recurring favorite taunts.

“The cyclops is blushing!” called one of the girls. James’ position revealed what looked like a squinting eye between his reddening cheeks—and in this position, his lower half was all they saw!

Ouch

What happened here?

Punished without the hindrance of apparel

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Keep those legs apart, boy

and stay on those tiptoes. His cousins and company stood and laughed. Shy Tommy, a bashful lad of 19, was his uncle by marriage's least favorite nephew--and the only household member subject to beltings and barings. Everything off--in the middle of the living room!

Please, not on the bare…

Every time, Martin would plead--but his uncle would just smirk. Martin's punishment--there was only one form of punishment--sent panic down his spine; his heart raced and his stomach churned. It was always on-the-spot, no matter where he was in the house. And it didn't matter who was around--cousins, sisters, their friends. Housewives from the block. The minister! Bare. Uncovered. Naked, nude! Humiliated. Hands behind his back--no covering. His punishment was to lose his clothes and endure a nude spanking--belt or hand, depending on his uncle's mood. His gruff hand knew every square inch of those buttery cheeks. The slaps only stopped when the first signs of bruising appeared. And it didn't end there. For an hour, or more, he would adorn a corner or hallway, naked as sin, all four cheeks a scarlet red. Who was around to see him today?

Only one punishment for errant young men

no matter the offense. 20 year old Thomas was ready for his summer away to be over...