Both Heads Pointed Down in Shame

He clo

sed his eyes, unable to believe the situation... the cruel murmurs and jokes amplified his humiliation. Look how small!

Lost His Clothing Privileges

Young men's discipline requires some harsh measures, hitting it where it hurts: their pride!

Not a stitch till you learn some respect! You're not such a hot shot parading around in the nude...

It's called 'baring'! I read about it in a weekly—haven't had nearly as many problems out of him since!

Needless to say, his onlookers hardly helped his embarrassment, and their laughter and comments only worsened his shame...

"Baring"... a young man's worst nightmare

Beyond embarrassing... he stared, pained, at his crumpled shorts in the corner; trying not to look at his gawking neighbors...

Even when he gets his clothes back, everyone will know what he looks like naked...

Not a bad dream: Totally bare, uncovered, NAKED, in front of the ladies of the block

Keep your hands on the couch. You even think of covering, and the switch comes out again.

18 year old Graham stood there, head buzzing with shock.

Understood?

He stood there sniffling, unable to hold back the tears streaming down his cheek. He was so bewildered that he barely felt the sharp sting buzzing on his rear, which was displayed, to his dismay, prominently in the air.

Answer.

His voice stammered. Ye—yes.

What a nightmare. The normally cocky young man stood there utterly humiliated and defeated. The armor of his dignity was stripped away. Several neighbor women, his aunt, and even a girl from his class stood there gawking, laughing, staring at him.

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He had been warned—"Act out again, and I'll have you bare as a board!" He hadn't believed his hard-ass uncle.

When his neighbor and her daughter rang the doorbell and let said uncle know that Graham had been smoking behind the house, it took all of 4 or 5 minutes for him to be dragged downstairs by the ear, made to undress—and not just shirtless, or to his underwear—but totally bare naked, and have his bottom reddened the shade of a ripe tomato over his uncle's knee.

It was just his luck that his aunt was having several women friends over, who followed the sounds of the lad's protests, whoops and howls as his uncle led him down the stairs by the ear, stripped him of every shred of dignity and punished his behind. As if that wasn't bad enough, he had to stand there... for an hour.

The chardonnay loosened their tongues.

Well, I'm sure he's learned his lesson!

What a shame... and such a fine specimen!

I'd wondered what was under those shorts at the pool!

Bared on Lady's Night–Stand in the corner, young man!

19-year-old Matty's blood pounded in his temple, and turned his cheeks tomato red. His other cheeks, the ones behind his waist, were covered (not very well) by his shaky hands, as if by instinct; a desperate attempt to hide them from curious eyes.

The lad's bottom was bare as the day he was born—and facing dead-on his stepmother's Wednesday night knitting circle, which was crowded into the den.

Stealing from Mrs. Samson's purse?!

Had it been one minute or sixty that he had been standing there, half-listening to her angry lecture? It started with his shirt and jeans; with him standing there in his briefs. He may have been spared further humiliation, if he hadn't rolled his eyes.

OFF!

He was, and felt, totally naked in front of every housewife on the block.
The women, dumbstruck at first, first scoffed, then laughed, then mocked. You sure know how to discipline, Sue! That'll teach him.

Turn and face these ladies amd apologize. 

Wait till your uncle gets back from the late shift! Till then, stand in the corner, young man!