On display, the only one naked in front of the clothed—Being vulnerable and bare, it's a harrowing, humiliating adrenaline rush.
Guys being dominated, or naked dudes in titillating and embarrassing situations. Public/forced nudity, ENM (embarrassed naked male), spanking/domination, daddy/twink, CFNM/CMNM. Comments/suggestions/captions welcome.
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Friday, December 9, 2022
Naked for punishment
Hurting his pride and his bottom. Who will see him? Comment always encouraged
5 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Preferably everyone!
Preferably, he's from a big family. His Mom holds book clubs and flower clubs meetings for the ladies of the neighborhood every Saturday and Tuesday. His dad runs a money-free, gambling games, 'man cave' in the living room during the weekends. His big brother practice with his band-mates in the attic three days a week. And his twin sister runs a five-team podcast from her bedroom for living.
Preferably, he's instructed to look forward/keep his nose in the corner, during spankings and corner times. So, there's no way to tell who saw what.
He'll just have to interpret the grins from his brother's and sister's friends, and the gentle butt pats from his father's and mother's friends; as confidences.
--- Thank you for the effort in these posts and selection of images.
Yes, and all make no attempt to spare his modesty, making plenty of comments and jokes about his humiliating condition. Now everyone knew every inch of him!
“Nice welts, bro!” snickered Mitch’s younger brother Scott. Mitch wasn’t allowed to turn around and look, but he knew Scott’s voice. “Hey guys, come take a look at Mitch’s ass!”
“Whoa!”
“Dude!”
Mitch wasn’t sure which of Scott’s friends the voices belonged to.
“So your Dad still whips him? Isn’t he, like, in college now?”
“Why is he totally naked?”
Mitch sniffled a little bit. He hadn’t had a chance to fully recover from the switching yet. Dad wore out two hickory switches on his butt tonight. It hurt like hell.
“Are you crying, Mitch? C’mon big bro,” Scott mocked. “Man up!”
Oh how Mitch wanted to turn around and slug his younger brother. Scott was an athlete on the high school soccer team, but Mitch was still stronger.
Mitch wasn’t allowed to speak or move during corner time. So he just stayed there, wishing he could wipe the tears and snot off his face. If Scott’s buddies got closer, they’d see it for sure.
“Dude, his ass is Alabama crimson! What did your Dad punish him with? Those marks aren’t from a belt.”
“Not from a paddle either.”
Scott’s friends were now appraising Mitch’s ass more carefully. These were the voices of boys who had seen some well roasted backsides — at least looking over their own shoulders in the mirror, and probably in the locker room, too.
“Dad must have used a switch this time. Maybe two of them, by the looks of it,” Scott answered.
“That must have hurt. Can we touch them?”
“No, no touching. Just looking.”
“I bet he cried like a little girl.”
“Probably.”
“So is this where your Dad punished him?”
“What did you mean where did he punish him? You can see. He whipped him on the ASS… dumbass!”
“No, shit-for-brains! I mean, right here in the living room?”
“Yeah. Right here in the living room. Just like that. Leaning forward, hands on the wall, ass out.”
“Damn!”
“Is that how your Dad punishes you, too?”
There was a pause as the other guys waited for Scott to answer.
“Let’s go claim the PlayStation before my other bro gets home.”
Mitch heard the boys shuffle out of the room. He breathed a sigh of relief.
And then he heard his sister giggling on the front porch with some other girls, about to come in the house.
5 comments:
Preferably everyone!
Preferably, he's from a big family.
His Mom holds book clubs and flower clubs meetings for the ladies of the neighborhood every Saturday and Tuesday.
His dad runs a money-free, gambling games, 'man cave' in the living room during the weekends.
His big brother practice with his band-mates in the attic three days a week.
And his twin sister runs a five-team podcast from her bedroom for living.
Preferably, he's instructed to look forward/keep his nose in the corner, during spankings and corner times. So, there's no way to tell who saw what.
He'll just have to interpret the grins from his brother's and sister's friends, and the gentle butt pats from his father's and mother's friends; as confidences.
---
Thank you for the effort in these posts and selection of images.
Yes, and all make no attempt to spare his modesty, making plenty of comments and jokes about his humiliating condition. Now everyone knew every inch of him!
“Nice welts, bro!” snickered Mitch’s younger brother Scott. Mitch wasn’t allowed to turn around and look, but he knew Scott’s voice. “Hey guys, come take a look at Mitch’s ass!”
“Whoa!”
“Dude!”
Mitch wasn’t sure which of Scott’s friends the voices belonged to.
“So your Dad still whips him? Isn’t he, like, in college now?”
“Why is he totally naked?”
Mitch sniffled a little bit. He hadn’t had a chance to fully recover from the switching yet. Dad wore out two hickory switches on his butt tonight. It hurt like hell.
“Are you crying, Mitch? C’mon big bro,” Scott mocked. “Man up!”
Oh how Mitch wanted to turn around and slug his younger brother. Scott was an athlete on the high school soccer team, but Mitch was still stronger.
Mitch wasn’t allowed to speak or move during corner time. So he just stayed there, wishing he could wipe the tears and snot off his face. If Scott’s buddies got closer, they’d see it for sure.
“Dude, his ass is Alabama crimson! What did your Dad punish him with? Those marks aren’t from a belt.”
“Not from a paddle either.”
Scott’s friends were now appraising Mitch’s ass more carefully. These were the voices of boys who had seen some well roasted backsides — at least looking over their own shoulders in the mirror, and probably in the locker room, too.
“Dad must have used a switch this time. Maybe two of them, by the looks of it,” Scott answered.
“That must have hurt. Can we touch them?”
“No, no touching. Just looking.”
“I bet he cried like a little girl.”
“Probably.”
“So is this where your Dad punished him?”
“What did you mean where did he punish him? You can see. He whipped him on the ASS… dumbass!”
“No, shit-for-brains! I mean, right here in the living room?”
“Yeah. Right here in the living room. Just like that. Leaning forward, hands on the wall, ass out.”
“Damn!”
“Is that how your Dad punishes you, too?”
There was a pause as the other guys waited for Scott to answer.
“Let’s go claim the PlayStation before my other bro gets home.”
Mitch heard the boys shuffle out of the room. He breathed a sigh of relief.
And then he heard his sister giggling on the front porch with some other girls, about to come in the house.
Shit! Who else was going to see him like this?!?!
Awesome comment. I wonder what the girls will say? A whole different kind of embarrassment!
Yes please continue the story with the arrival of the girls... can't wait to read it!
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