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Crying Boy | Purple Butt | Hairbrush Time

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Some parents think mouth soaping is only for foul language, but it’s very useful for any kind of disrespect or talking back. It’s a perfect way to reassert control over your son’s mouth, to make it clear that you can put limits on what comes out of it and decide what goes in it. Very humbling, especially when you get him crying over your knee, and it starts to lather up.

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Head ‘boy’ getting punished bare across his very attractive arse

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Auster Academy:Chapter Ten

Mak gasped as Green slapped his backside for the first time, was humiliated, Mak was twenty-two years old, a man, & a man of substance at that, not like the petty criminals that resided in this academy, how could this be happening.

Green spanked him again, the impact making Mak lunge forward, regaining his stance, Mak spoke, determined he would not allow this to continue.

“This ridiculous, I demand that you release me at once.”

Callum laughed as Mak whined & struggled, this posh little git thought they were going to let him go, as Green delivered a flurry of spanks, Mak cried out.

“Ow”

Callum loved this, watching this stuck up brat get his bare arse spanked, hearing him cry out, it was music to Callum’s ears, his cock began to stiffen in his tight cotton shorts.

“Ow, you uncouth, ow, swine, ow.”

Green rained down ten hard spanks on Mak’s sit spots, he was intent on thrashing some manners into the boy.

“Name-calling will get you nowhere, Mak.”

Mak struggled against Callum’s grip, his bottom was starting to burn, it wobbled from the impact as Green spanked him again, as sizeable white handprint, appearing on the mass of pink flesh, before blending in, & quickly being replaced by another white handprint, as Mak’s bottom wobbled.

“Ow, it hurts, ow, I demand, ow, that you, ow, stop, ow.”

Whenever the boys complained that it hurt, it made Green chuckle, that was the point it was meant to hurt, it was a punishment, it taught them that their actions had consequences, & surely a sore bottom for a day had to be better than prison for any amount of time.

“It’s meant to hurt Mak, you are being punished.”

Mak found that response unsatisfactory & began kicking his legs wildly in an attempt to catch Green, Green’s response was another flurry of ten hard swats, this time aimed at Mak’s thighs.

“Gah, you fucking brute.”

Mak surged up, causing Callum to shift, but Callum quickly pulled him back into place, Mak braced himself for the next spank, a few seconds passed, but no spank came, only Greens calm voice.

“I have had enough of your out today Mak, there’s going to be a bar of soap coming with me to your bedtime spanking.”

Mak’s eyes widened at what he had just heard, surely this neanderthal Green did no intend to shove some rancid bar of soap in his mouth, what was this place, & what the hell did he mean by bedtime spanking.

“What do you mean bedtime spanking?”

Callum began to laugh again, his cock now slick with precum.

“What he means, Toff, is your getting spanked again before you go to bed, that’s the rules here, if you get spanked during the day, you get spanked again before bed.”

Mak gasped in horror at the prospect.

“That’s barbaric.”

Another laugh escaped from Callum, he couldn’t believe how spoilt this guy was.

“It’s a smacked arse, you’re telling me you’d rather go spend time in Broadmoor than go to bed with a red arse.”

Callum made eye contact with Mak, who looked at him panicked, but said nothing, finally settling into the reality of his situation.

Green resumed spanking hard & fast, covering Mak’s sit spots, crease & the top of his thighs until they were a uniform shade of dark pink.

“Now, Mak, are you going to be more agreeable, or do I need to up the stakes?”

Again, Mak said nothing, just tensed his buttocks for the next spank.

“Very well.”

For the third time today, Green pulled the oval hairbrush out of his drawer, Green could not count the number of times he had had to apply this hairbrush to a wayward young man's bare buttocks, the list of names would have been a mile long, & now Mak’s name was going to be the latest added to that list.

Green took up his place behind Mak again, he rested the hairbrush on Mak’s bottom for a second before raising it high & slamming it down with force, the loud slap made by the impact bounced off every wall.

“Ah-ha-ha”

The fiery impact was immediate, Mak shouted out, he had never felt anything like this, the sting was unbearable, how could a little oval hairbrush cause such a burn.

“That seems to have got your attention.”

Satisfied that he was finally getting through to Mak, Green landed another blow, causing Mak to buck & cry out again.

“Ahhhhh-ha-haaaa”

Callum was getting close to climaxing, his cock throbbed, straining against his boxers, begging to be released, as the hairbrush spanked Mak again.

“Ahhhhh”

Tears were beginning to form in the corner of Mak’s eyes, he was feeling sorry for himself another swipe of the hairbrush caused the floodgates to break & the tears started flowing, his writhing caused his massive round bum to wobble, each swipe of the brush was agony.

Callum’s erection strained harder & harder until he couldn’t take it anymore, he let his hand swiftly rub his throbbing erection, Mak took his chance & jumped up, grabbing his raw red bottom jumping up & down, the way spanked young men do.

Green gripped Mak, sat on the desk & threw the boy over his knee, his spanking was nowhere near done, he pinned his legs around Mak’s & spanked hard & fast.

Mak’s singular cries soon became one prolonged wail, as his poor bottom jiggled & burned under Greens punishing blows, Green continued his non-stop assault on Mak’s bottom for five more minutes before standing him up.

“Callum, come take a seat.”

Callum couldn’t believe what he was hearing, neither could Mak, he’d already been thrashed to tears, he couldn’t take anymore, before Mak could protest, Callum had already sat.

“Make sure to drive the lesson home, Callum.”

Callum dragged Mak over his knee, Mak settled in, waiting for his second thrashing, feeling Callum’s erection dig into him.

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Austere Academy:Chapter Nine

Green & Callum made their way down the corridor until they reached the entrance hall, where they were halted by a furious looking man, accompanied by a despondent looking younger man whom the furious man had gripped by the ear.

The furious man introduced himself as Dean Adams, the younger man was his twenty-three-year-old son Mak, who had been acting out recently, multiple drug binges, criminal damage & generally being a nuisance, Mr Adams explained that he had spoken with the courts, & Mak had been sentenced to a spell at Austere, to keep his criminal record unblemished.

“Father, is there any need for all this fuss?

Even with Mak’s posh accent, the disdain in his voice was apparent, he displayed no respect for his father, who quickly silenced his son’s petulance with a firm swat to his backside.

Mr Adams handed Green the necessary paperwork, which was all Green needed to confirm Mak’s place at Austere, Mr Adams promised a very substantial donation to the academy, as thanks for instilling some discipline into his errant son.

“Thrash his bare backside until it’s purple if needs be, I do not care what it takes.”

Mr Adams delivered another firm spank to Mak’s backside & released his ear, which Mak quickly rubbed, after some final formalities with Green, Mr Adams got in his car, & drove away.

Green surveyed Mak, he had short brunette hair, which flopped to one side, not much of a beard, stubble mostly, his greeny-blue eyes were framed by well-kept eyebrows, one of which was arched, as if Mak was displeased, he didn’t look that athletic, but there was some muscle there, his backside was large & round, it protruded out, showcased all the more by his grey sweatpants.

Green was about to introduce himself, but he was cut off by Mak, who was now smirking at both him & Callum.

“Despite what my father declared, you will not be thrashing my bare backside, I shall relate to you how things are to proceed, I do what I desire, when I desire, is that understood, fat man & steroid boy.”

Green could not believe the words that had just left Mak’s mouth, & neither could Callum, who was staring at Mak in disbelief, before Mak could continue his verbal assault, Green slapped him across the face, Mak took a step back, cupping his right cheek, shocked that Green would dare to strike him.

“How dare you?”

Mak was cut off as Green slapped him again, this time on his left cheek, he decided not to answer back, realising that maybe he wasn’t going to strongarm his way out of this.

“First of all, my name is Gaz Green, you address me as either Mr Green, or Sir, this is Callum Kelly, he is a senior, & you will address both him & I with respect, is that understood?”

Mak nodded, still in shock.

“Now, I shall relate to you, how things are to proceed, you will accompany Callum & I, to my office, where we will indeed be thrashing your bare backside, you will not be doing what you desire, you will do only as I desire, this is my academy, & you will follow my rules.”

Green waited for Mak to respond, but Mak remained silent, Green gripped the collar of Mak’s shirt, & frog marched him down the corridor & into his office, followed eagerly by Callum.

As the door closed Mak struggled free of Green’s grip, straightening out his grey t-shirt, he puffed up his chest, surely they did not believe he was going to allow them to thrash him.

“Now gentlemen, it seems that we may have gotten off on the wrong foot.”

Callum rolled his eyes, as Green made his way to his desk, Callum had had enough of this posh twat’s whiny voice, he couldn’t bite his tongue any longer.

“There was no wrong foot, you clearly think you're better than both of us because you’ve got daddy’s bank balance to bail you out, well daddy’s not here anymore, is he, so now your arse is gonna pay the price.”

Mak turned & glared at Callum, who did this reprobate think he was.

“Not exactly how I would have phrased it Callum, but it gets the point across, Mak, come & bend over the desk, let’s not draw this out.”

“If you think I’m going to bend over for you, you are as stupid as you are fat.”

Green chuckled, then sighed, personal attacks were nothing new, he’d heard them all before.

“Callum, if you would.”

Callum gently pushed Mak forward, Mak responded by turning & slapping Callum.

“Get your hands off me, meathead.”

Callum froze, bewildered by what had just happened, did this little twat just smack him, before Callum could respond, Green stepped between them, threw Mak over the desk & placed a hand on his back.

“Callum, hold his arms.”

Callum moved to the other side of the desk, & held Mak’s arms, with Green’s hand in the small of his back & Callum holding his arms, Mak was going nowhere, no matter how he struggled.

“Let go of me.”

For the first time in his life, Mak was going to face the consequences of his actions, a prospect that terrified him.

“You are going nowhere young man until you have learned to treat people with respect, & apologized to both me & Callum.”

Green slowly lowered Mak’s sweatpants until they were at his ankles, Mak struggled as he felt the cold air embrace his hairy thighs, but Callum held him fast.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?”

Green’s patience was wearing very thin, he slapped the centre of Mak’s bottom harshly.

“Ow.”

“Language.”

Green wasted very little time in lowering Mak’s boxers, with his bottom finally bared, Mak renewed his struggles, managing to briefly get a hand free, but it was quickly captured again, achieving nothing but five hard spanks from Green.

“Owaaah.”

Mak yelled out, taken aback by the intense sting, Mak needed a harsh lesson, & boy was he going to get one.

“It’s clear to me Mak, that you do not know the meaning of the word discipline, but by the time you leave this office, I promise you, you will.”

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Austere Academy:Chapter Eight

Green flexed the cane in front of Chris, he wanted the lad to see how flexible the cane was, perfect for whipping around the contours of his already sore bottom.

“You’re receiving a stroke of this cane, every five seconds until you divulge what you have done to Travis.”

Chris’s eyes were glued to Green as he watched him walk around the desk & stand behind him, his arse was still stinging, being caned on top was going to be agony he glared at Travis, he’d get that little wanker later.

“Travis, I want you to come & stand here, & watch whilst I cane Chris.”

Travis just about jumped to where Green had directed him to stand, his cock bounced freely as he walked, he wanted a front-row seat, Chris had been harassing him for a while, & now, he was going to watch as Green coerced him into grassing himself up, such delicious vengeance.

Chris was humiliated, bent over in front of Travis, he just knew that little wanker was revelling every second of this, as if it wasn’t bad enough Travis had already witnessed him be spanked, now he was going to ogle him as he was caned.

Chris heard a whooshing sound before he felt the cane bite into his arse for the first time, he gasped inwardly, it felt as if Green had pressed a red-hot poker against his arse before he could gather himself, the second stroke landed.

“Gaaahh”

Chris couldn’t help but cry out, stroke number three lashed his across the top of his thighs, four on his under curve, Chris cried out again.

“Aargh”

Travis was beaming from ear to ear, he loved watching Chris squirm, his cock began to harden, he gave it a sly stroke, he displayed no fear of Green noticing, he was busy caning Chris.

Green was as good as his word, the cane fell across Chris’s arse every five seconds until ten had been dished out, & Chris was crying again.

“You can cease this Chris, merely fill me in, on what you have done to Travis.”

Green waited for a response from Chris, but none came, only sobs, Travis was now fully erect, he stroked himself again as Green resumed caning Chris.

“Travis.”

Chris wiggled his arse from side to side, he couldn’t believe he was in this position, punished twice in one day, with another spanking coming before bed, he’d be sleeping on his front tonight.

Green was an expert with the cane, each stroke was evenly spread, eleven crimson lines now decorated Chris’s red buttocks, they wouldn’t leave long-lasting marks, but Chris would suffer them every time he sat for the next few days.

Travis was now dripping with precum, he gave his throbbing cock a few more pumps, he was getting close to coming, a small moan escaped his lips, but it was drowned out by a screech from Chris as stroke twelve landed.

“I didn’t do anything.”

Green had suspected for a while that Chris was harassing many other students, Travis was just the latest in an extensive line, but before they left his office, he was going to get to the bottom of it.

“Stop lying, Chris.”

Green unleashed stroke thirteen, Chris stamped his feet, screeching loudly.

“I’m not lying.”

Travis pumped his cock faster & faster, as Green laded stroke fourteen, Travis shot his hot creamy load all over his hand, he let out another moan.

“I can do this all afternoon Chris.”

Green struck down the fifteenth stroke & Chris finally submitted.

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you.”

Travis suddenly grabbed a tissue & cleaned up his mess as Green lowered his cane & took a step back, waiting for Chris to say more.

“I’ve been cutting up Travis’s spare uniform, that’s why he looks so scruffy, every time he got a replacement, I cut it up.”

Green turned to face Travis.

“Is this true?”

Travis nodded, hoping Green wouldn’t notice the tissue in his hand, Green turned back to Chris.

“And why did he move away from you earlier?”

“I told him not to grass me up, when you turned around, I grabbed his arse cheek & dug my nails in.”

Green shook his head, befuddled by how fully grown men could act so childish, he put away his cane & sat in his chair.

“Chris stand up, & both of you get dressed.”

Chris quickly stood & pulled up his boxers & trousers, Travis did the same before standing next to Chris.

“Chris, apologize to Travis.”

Travis turned to confront Chris with a smug look on his face, Chris wiped his tears before mumbling a sullen apology.

“That had better be the end of all this stupidity, if I discover you have been harassing Travis again, I’ll give you double what you just received, is that understood Chris.”

Chris nodded in acknowledgment.

“Good, now both of you get the hell out of my office.”

Chris walked quickly to get to the door before Travis, he didn’t want to see any more of the wanker today, as he disappeared down the corridor, Travis chuckled to himself, giving his bum a rub as he closed the door to Green’s office.

Green leaned back in his chair & placed his feet on his desk, relaxing for the first time since dinner, there must be something in the water, the students had been pushing it the past few days, just as he had got comfy, there was a knock at the door, here we go again he thought.

“Come in.”

Callum’s cheeky grinning face popped around the door.

“Coming to watch the match Sir?”

Green smiled back at Callum, as he stood up.

“Sure thing.”

He flicked off the light, as he followed Callum out of his office.

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Austere Academy:Chapter Seven

Green began admonishing Travis, who stared at him sadly, he’d styled his hair & tidied up a bit since Green last saw him, he was hoping his puppy dog eyes would charm, Green out of spanking him, but it was no to be.

“I can’t count the number of time I’ve had to call you in here Travis, we have designated smoking areas, we added seating & heaters to make them more comfortable, most students manage to use them, so why can’t you”

Travis didn’t answer, just fiddled with his tie, despite his attempt a tiding himself up, his uniform was still unkempt.

“You’re getting eighteen with my belt, three sets of six”

Travis’s eyes widened, he expected to be spanked but eighteen with the belt, that was a bit much.

“But sir-”

Chris turned, his sobs had subsided a little, he was proof that arguing with Green wasn’t a good idea, Green expected some resistance when he announced Travis’s punishment, but the disrespectful tone in Travis’s voice irked him.

“You know better than to answer back Travis”

 “But my watch stopped, I told you”

Chris winced, Travis was digging himself deeper & deeper.

“You just earned yourself a trip over my knee after your belting, now, lower your trousers & underwear, & bend over”

Travis stripped from the waist, & made a lazy attempt at bending over the desk, his hands resting on the flat surface, Green retrieved Travis’s belt from the floor & waited for Travis to assume the correct position.

“Don’t test me, Travis”

Travis lowered himself, Green gave Travis’s bottom a few slaps, he wanted to make sure Travis felt this punishment, he took a step back, drew the belt high, & whipped it down across the centre of Travis’s bottom.

A burn filled the stripe where the belt landed, within seconds, the second stroke came, this time at the top of Travis’s bottom, the burn began spreading, the third landed lower, Travis flinched, the burn had now spread across the whole of his bum.

Strokes four, five & six landed quickly, repeating the pattern of the first three, Travis wiggled his hips in an attempt to dissipate the pain.

“That’s the smoking dealt with”

Green allowed himself a few seconds to survey the lad’s bottom & let the burn sink in, Chris couldn’t turn away, thankful for any distraction from the pain in his arse, which still burned terribly.

“Ready for round two Travis”

Travis nodded curtly, Green tapped Travis’s bottom with the belt before drawing it back & slamming the first stroke down with gusto.

“Ah”

Travis wanted to jump up & grab his burning bum, but he didn’t, just keep still & let him get on with it, Travis thought to himself, caught off guard by stroke number two, he yelped.

��Ahhh”

Travis braced himself, as he expected, the belt immediately whipped across his bum, giving him another dose of sharp, stinging agony.

“Ahhhhhaaahaa”

As Travis gripped the other side of the desk, Green lined up the belt & whipped it down three times in quick succession, Travis’s single cries became one long wail.

“Uniform, done, six more to go for lateness, & we’re done”

Travis didn’t think he could take any more, he started to well up, his eyes reddening, Chris’s tears had dried up, his arse still throbbed, but he was now fully hard, after watching Travis get his arse belted.

Green readied himself for the final six, these would be the hardest, he lashed the belt down, without warning.

“Owah”

Travis called out, surprised by the sudden impact, Green struck again.

“Aargh, please sir”

Travis called out, he screwed his face up in pain, tears flowing freely, Green struck again.

“Aahhaahha, please sir, no more”

Green struck the last three as quick as he could, Travis screeched in response, Green told him to stand up, Travis did so & instinctively put his hands on his head, Green pulled out a chair & sat on it.

“Now, if you hadn’t answered me back earlier, we’d be done, but you wanted to argue, so here we are, bend over my knee”

Travis had forgotten about the hand spanking, his bum was on fire, he couldn’t take anymore, why did argue with Green.

“Please sir, I’m sorry, my bum’s already stinging, please”

Travis’s pleas fell on deaf ears, Green simply began counting.

“One”

“I’m sorry”

“Two”

“Please”

“Three”

Travis just sobbed, feeling sorry for himself, Green gripped Travis’s shirt & hauled him across his knee, Travis couldn’t believe he was about to be spanked again.

Greens began the spanking hard & fast, he wasn’t going to spank Travis for long, only a minute or two, to drive home the message the answering back was not going to be tolerated.

Travis kicked his legs wildly from the first smack, his pleas becoming inaudible wails, as a new sting was ignited on his tender bum.

Green spanked Travis non-stop for two minutes, not letting up, his hand falling again & again, as Travis bucked & screamed at the constant burn, Green punctuated his lesson with six powerful slaps to Travis’s sit spots, after which he rubbed Travis’s back, letting him cry it out over his knee for a minute, before standing him up.

“Go & stand with Chris by the wall”

Travis shuffled over to Chris, who was dripping with precum, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Travis, Green stood admiring the two red-bottomed lads for a moment, before he opened the back door to his office & lit up a cigarette.

His office back door being a designated smoking area, was not a coincidence, between keeping the academy running & spanking errant students, he liked to have the odd cigarette, he took a minute to himself, giving his palms a rub, they’d been busy, & they weren’t done yet, he had bedtime spankings to dish out.

So far there was Chris, Travis, Stephen, & Jack, although he hadn’t made his mind up about Jack yet, & no doubt there would be more added to the list before the day ended.

He heard some scuffling behind him, no doubt Chris & Travis mucking about, as he turned to scold them, he noticed that Travis has stepped further away from Chris, who was grinning slyly.

“Everything ok Travis”

Travis turned to him, a sad look in his still red eyes.

“Yes sir”

Green could tell by Travis’s sad tone & Chris’s grin that something had occurred, he stubbed his cigarette & closed the door, he walked over to Travis, & asked him what had happened, to his surprise, Chris answered.

“Everything’s fine, isn’t it, Travis”

Chris wasn’t the brightest of lads, he’d just made it very clear to Green that he was trying to intimidate Travis, bully him, something that Green despised.

“Is that true Travis”

Before Travis could respond, Chris spoke again.

“Keep your mouth shut”

Green felt a wave of primal anger come over him, he hated bullying, of any sort, & he would not tolerate it at Austere.

“Right Chris, since you seem so keen to speak for Travis, you can tell me why he needs to keep his mouth shut”

Chris’s grin quickly disappeared, he stared at the floor saying nothing, Green grabbed him by the ear dragged him to the desk & bent him over, he was going to get some answers.

“I’ve already been through the silent act once today Chris, it’s not happening again”

A whole new layer of fear came over Chris, he had never seen him this mad before, he should have just left Travis alone, Green went to his cupboard & pulled out his cane.

“Let’s see if my cane will loosen your tongue”

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Austere Academy:Chapter Six

“And we both know why I was looking for you, don’t we, get out of my chair, now”

Chris rolled his eyes, stood up & sauntered over to Green, a sly smirk on his face, he thought a few Twitter followers & an OnlyFans account made him untouchable, but he was no match for Green.

Chris was a good looking lad, with mousy brown hair, shaved at the sides, blue eyes & a stubbly tache & soul patch, his biceps were above average, but he wasn’t as buff as Callum, & his arse was small, but it had a nice jiggle.

“So, Callum grassed me up then”

Chris was fishing, but Green wasn’t going to take the bait.

“Actually, I was informed of your pub visit by the owner, although Callum has been punished for his part”

Chris’s cock began to harden as he learned of his friend’s fate, but knowing he would soon be joining him, Chris began to shuffle.

“Lighten up, it was only a couple of pints”

Green was taken aback, Chris always had an attitude, but he was really pushing it today.

“It is still against the rules, Chris, you & Callum will both be getting caned on Thursday, but you're also getting spanked, right now, get your shorts & boxers down, you’re going over my knee”

Green placed a chair in front of his desk & sat down, Chris stood, with his hands behind his back.

“Trousers”

Chris unbuckled his belt, lowered his shorts & folded his hands behind his back again, he knew he was in trouble but was determined to look unmoved.  

“Boxers”

Chris slipped his fingers into the waistband of his boxers & lowered them, feeling resistance from his throbbing cock, which bounced wildly once released, Green was beginning to lose his patience.

“Bend over”

Chris just stood, not moving, after a few seconds, Green gripped him & threw him over his knee.

“Callum came in here with the same attitude, after a good half hour, he left in tears with a bright red bottom, I wonder how long you will last”

Green struck the unprepared bottom hard & fast, it quickly pinkening, this caught Chris by surprise.

“The fuck”

“Language”

Green slapped the centre of Chris’s bottom hard.

“Owah”

“A pub visit, bad attitude, & now you’re swearing, I think I need to bring a bar of soap with me for your bedtime spanking”

Great, Chris thought, another fucking arse warming, & a session with that bastard soap bar, as if being bare arse over Green’s knee at twenty-four wasn’t bad enough.

Chris’s erection began to diminish as the first slap landed, hard enough to make Chris gasp, the first flurry seemed to have made his arse more sensitive, a theory that was confirmed when the second slap landed, causing Chris to grunt.

Green spanked methodically, alternating cheeks, every slap resulted in an “Ah” from Chris, he desperately wanted to rub his throbbing arse, but Green would cane him if he caught him, the marks from his last caning him had only just faded, Green picked up the pace, Chris decided to risk it.

“Get that hand down right now”

Chris jumped at the command, quickly placing his hand down as he huffed over Greens knee, his reddening arse thankful for the rub, why did he risk it, Green was gonna cane him now.

“If that hand comes up again, you’ll be getting a few strokes of the cane after your spanking, is that understood”

“Yes, sir”

Chris sighed with relief, he’d had a lucky escape there, Green must be having a good day, although he didn’t seem to think when Green resumed spanking him.

“Ow”

His arse was burning, but, Green wasn’t gonna break him as quickly as he broke Callum, Green struck again, lower this time, catching Chris’s sit spot.

“Owah”

That hurt, Chris was beginning to doubt his toughness, but everybody at Austere knew when Green spanked, he spanked hard, a hard slap had Chris’s legs kicking wildly.

“Owwwwwah”

Green noticed that Chris’s sit spot was extra sensitive, he rained down a series of hard slaps there, striking twenty maybe thirty times, & Chris soon began pleading.

“It burns, please, stop”

Green ignored Chris’s cries & carried on spanking for another five minutes before standing the younger lad up.

“Get your hands on your head & don’t you move”

Chris obeyed, tears streaming down his face as he stood in front of Green’s desk with his sore red bottom on display.

“Now that you are stood here with a burning bottom, I trust you understand that pub visits are not allowed”

The lad nodded sombrely, tears still running down his face.

“Good, now that the first part of your punishment is out of the way, bend over the desk, you’re getting a session with the hairbrush, that should teach you who’s in charge around here”

Chris renewed his cries as he learned his punishment wasn’t over, Green produced the hairbrush he’d spanked Jack with, Chris bent over the desk, Green raised the hairbrush, before he could bring it down, there was a knock on the door.

“Stay in position”

Chris opened his mouth to protest & was rewarded with five swipes of the hairbrush.

“Ahhh ha haaaa”

Chris felt vulnerable, when Green opened that door, whoever was there would have a clear view of him bent over, his arse glowing red,

“Ah Travis, is it quarter past already”

“No sir, it’s twenty past, my watch stopped”

Green let Travis into his office, Travis stopped in his tracks as he saw Chris, fuck his arse looks sore.

“Go & face the wall, hands on your head, I need to finish up with Chris, we’ll discuss your lateness in a few minutes”

Travis did as he was told, receiving a firm spank as he did, once at the wall, he peered round to watch the show.

“Now where were we, Chris”

Green rested the hairbrush on Chris’s bottom, the hairbrush covered a decent portion of Chris’s cheek, Chris tensed to diminish the first blow, when he relaxed, Green struck, a white mark appeared, soon replaced by a deep red, Chris yelped from the burn, & the hairbrush hit again.

“Ow, please, aaahh, I’m sorry, owah”

Travis watched as Chris’s arse went from red to crimson, Chris was nothing but a bully, Travis revelled the chance to see him get his comeuppance.

Chris sobbed uncontrollably, his arse clenched & quivered, Green raised the hairbrush & brought it down hard, on the centre of Chris’s left sit spot, & the right side was struck a second later, the sting was unbearable, & Green did not pause between the punishing strikes.

“Please sir, ah, I won’t do it again, ah ha ha, I’m sorry”

Green knew the right force to use to make the spanking sting, but not leave long-lasting marks, Chris would recover in a few hours, Green unleashed his usual wild flurry & watched as Chris cried over his desk, making promises of good behaviour through his broke sobs.

Travis began to sweat, Green showed no signs of easing up, with the slippering he’d got off Shaw & the swipes he had already had from Green, it wasn’t going to take much until he was in the same state as Chris.

“Now get up & swap places with Travis”

Chris stood % dragged himself over to the wall, still sobbing, his bottom red & on fire, his strides hindered by the shorts around his ankles.

Travis made his way over to Green, he shifted nervously from one foot to the other, wishing he had been there on time & knowing he would soon regret not being.

“And now Travis, it’s time to discuss your behaviour”

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Inspiration for Travis (Top), Mr Hall (Middle) & Chris (Bottom)

#Austere Academy #Travis Brown #Tyler Hall #Chris Griffiths #Austere Academy Inspiration

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Austere Academy:Chapter Five

Green left his office & made his way to the north wing fire door, Chris had frequently been caught there smoking, he figured it was an excellent place to start, he didn’t find Chris, only Travis Brown, a tall, good looking guy, in his early thirties, his goatee framed his chiselled face perfectly, his light brown eyes, shone in the sunlight as he turned to face Green, he had his sleeves rolled up, exposing the fine hair on his arms, his shirt was untucked & his tie was askew, the only part of his uniform that was as it should be, was his thin cotton trousers, which clung to the contours of his small yet full bottom.

“You know you’re not meant to smoke here, Travis, & your uniform is a disgrace, smarten yourself up now & be at my office at quarter past two, don’t be late”

Travis threw his fag away & straightened his uniform, Green laid a few strong spanks on the centre of Travis’s bum as he huffed past, causing Travis to jump & scarper off, Green continued his search until he came across the sports teacher Tyler Hall, he had prominent cheekbones, & a dark well-groomed beard, his light green eyes seemed to have an almost supernatural glow, something akin to a werewolf, he was wearing the same grey v neck t-shirt he always wore, it showcased his biceps magnificently, his round, muscular bum, was prominent in his tight white nylon sport shorts, he wasn’t required to wear them, but Green knew Hall was very proud of his body, & he could understand why, his thighs were thick & toned, covered in dark hair, he was a handsome man, only thirty-three, in different circumstances, he would have been Green’s type.

“Tyler, have you seen Chris Griffiths”

Tyler answered Green with a nervous tremble in his voice.

 “Yeah, I, uh, I just sent him to your office”

Green could tell by the way Hall was stuttering that something was wrong, & whatever it was, wasn’t going to make his day any better.

“What’s happened, Tyler”

Hall ran his fingers through his hair, what he was about to say was gonna land him in hot water, he asked Green to follow him into a nearby classroom, once inside, Green sat on the desk as Hall rubbed his neck.

“I, uh, I uh”

Green was getting impatient.

“Tyler, if you don’t start talking-“

Hall decided to just bite the bullet.

“The latest batch of tests I printed, well, I printed out the answer keys”

Green was confused, that was standard protocol.

“So, you’re meant to print out the answer keys”

Hall nervously responded.

“I accidentally left them in the tests that were handed to the students”

Green couldn’t believe what he had just heard.

“What”

Hall began to panic.

”It’s ok though, I stopped the tests before they were marked, it just means we have to pay for as retest”

Green was beginning to get angry.

“It’s not ok, Tyler, that’s more money we have to spend that I haven’t budgeted for”

“I’m sorry, I just-“

Green held his hand up, this was another headache he didn’t need.

“It’s ok, I’ll sort it, somehow”

“I’m sorry, & I know you can’t let me off”

Hall dug through a drawer on the desk & pulled out a belt, he placed the belt in Green’s hand, Green nodded in approval & Hall lowered his shorts, he pushed them down his muscular thighs, his hands tickled by the fair hair until they were at his ankles.

“Bend over”

 Hall bent over the desk & stuck his bum out, the last time Green belted him, he couldn’t sit down for two days, he wondered how long it would be this time, he was brought out of his thoughts as he felt Greens fingers in the waistband of his boxers, his cock flopping out as Green lowered them, the first blow landed, hitting the under the curve of each buttock, the next across his thighs, he arched back, three & four landed in quick succession, after a few minutes of constant belting, Hall was stamping his feet, & his bum was crimson, yet Green did not let up, he landed a harsh stroke, which caused Hall to jump up, & grab his scorched bum.

 “Back in position”

“I’m sorry”

Green wrapped his arm around the back of Hall’s torso & bent him over, he laid down twenty powerful strokes, working his way up Hall’s thighs, all the way to the crest of his bum, Hall groaned loudly, Green threw the belt on the desk & spanked Hall with his hand, how could Hall be so lazy, he spanked Hall for another ten minutes, by which time he was sobbing, Hall jumped up & down as Green freed him, his cock flopping about, as he soothed his battered bum.

“Don’t let this happen again, Tyler”  

 Hall swore he wouldn’t & quickly pulled up his shorts, Green gave him a hug, Hall held him tightly, even though he’d just spanked him thoroughly.

“I’m sorry I had to do that, Tyler”

Hall patted him on the back & told him he understood, he flashed Green a half-smile as he wiped his tears, his eyes were still red from crying, he left the classroom rubbing his sore bum & went on his way, Green made his way back to his office, he noticed Travis facing the wall outside Shaw’s class, his trousers were around his ankles, & his bottom was red, clearly Shaw was also displeased with Travis’s lateness.

“Well, Travis, it looks like you're going to have a very, very sore bottom by the end of the day, doesn’t it”

Travis sniffled lightly.

“Yes, sir”

Travis pouted as Green passed him.

“Remember, my office, a quarter past two, do not be late”

Green left Travis to his moping & hurried to his office, upon entering, he found Chris sat in his chair, grinning smugly, with his feet on the desk.

“Heard you were looking for me, sir”

Green was going to enjoy spanking some manners into this cheeky little brat.

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Austere Academy-Chapter Four

Callum was unmoved by Green's threat.

“Suffice to say you’re getting caned”

Callum smirked as his fate was announced, Green had caned him dozens of times, it was nothing new.

“I’ve been told there was two of you, who were you with, it’s only fair he is caned as well”

Callum scoffed, like fuck he was grass on Chris.

“Let’s just get this over with”

Green pulled a size thirteen slipper out of his drawer, it was well worn but had only ever been used across the bare bottoms of unruly young men.

“We can do this the easy way, or the hard way”

Callum grinned at Green, he loved the whole cat & mouse game, winding Green up, pushing his luck.

“Callum, leaving academy grounds is serious, normally I would spank you & be done with it, but this isn’t like your normal teenage antics”

Green wasn’t taking the bait, Callum upped his cocky attitude.

“Teenage antics, I’m thirty-two, I’m an adult for fuck sake”

Green could see there was no point arguing with Callum, he didn’t want to listen.

“Bend over”

Finally, Callum thought, he wasn’t going to make this easy for Green, Callum didn’t move, effectively challenging Green, not a wise idea, Green grabbed Callum’s ear & bent him over the desk, Callum’s shorts tightened around his round bottom, Green gave each of Callum’s cheeks a pat & a squeeze.

“The hard way it is”

Green lifted the slipper & brought it down fiercely, Callum felt the familiar sting burn its way across the left side of his arse, followed by an identical sting on the right as Green slapped down another blow, Callum peered over his shoulder at Green, smiling smugly, earning him after another five stingers, Callum huffed across the desk, five more slaps followed, across the center of his arse this time, he shifted his feet, Green paused & stood beside Callum, Callum was confused, was that it, Green must be off his game.

“That all you got”

Green pointed the slipper at Callum.

“I mean it, Callum, stop pissing me about, tell me who it was”

Callum made eye contact with Green & shook his head.

“Get up”

Green lowered Callum’s shirts to just below his thick grey socks, Callum’s tight boxers left little to the imagination, Green couldn’t help but notice Callum’s sizeable bulge, he knew that Callum had an affinity for being spanked, that’s what made him so tough to break, but Green wouldn’t be beaten, Callum always caved in the end.

“Back down”

Callum stayed in place, Green grabbed his shirt collar & forced him back down into his bent-over position, he lifted Callum’s shirttail, & raised the slipper, Callum grunted as the slipper connected with his left cheek, a second slap landed twice as hard, on his right, the third in the centre, four, five & six repeated the same pattern, causing Callum to wince, his cock throbbed in his boxers, Green was rather enjoying this, he, like Callum, appreciated the cat & mouse game.

“Come on, Callum, just tell me”

Callum still wasn’t talking, Green slapped the slipper down six more times, alternating cheeks, Callum began inwardly groaning, that was more like it, Green was starting to get in the swing of it.

“I already know who it is”

Callum was only slightly starting to feel uncomfortable, but he wasn’t quite ready to break, his cock throbbed as it began dripping precum.

“If you know who it is, why the fuck am I here”

Green knew he would have to up the stakes, as much as he appreciated the game they played, this was beginning to get disrespectful.

“I want you to tell me, you need to learn I am in charge here Callum, & you will not disrespect me, stand-up”

Callum stood again, his hands caressed his sore arse, they were quickly slapped out of the way by Green, who slowly pulled down Callum’s boxers, exposing his bare red bottom & throbbing erection, he bent Callum back over the desk, & stood behind him eying up his target, Callum was peeved, he did respect Green, & resented the insinuation that he didn’t, he treasured the unspoken understanding between them, why would Green say that, even in his vulnerable he couldn’t help but take a jab at Green, out of hurt & anger.

“Still not telling you”

Green rewarded his petulance immediately, ten blows quickly landed on Callum’s sit spot, Callum yelled, but he wasn’t going to let Green win, the slipper landed another ten times, Callum felt a tear prick the corner of his eye, his erection began to fade, Green really wasn’t playing anymore, Callum’s arse was throbbing, it had now become a real battle of wills & Callum was adamant on winning, Green put his hand on the small of Callum’s back & crashed the slipper down another ten times.

“Gaaahhh”

Callum wriggled over the desk, his arse bounced as he gyrated, he had tears running down his face, Green determined to break Callum, brought the slipper down twenty times on the lads sore red bottom, Callum cried loudly, as the burning in his stinging arse brought him closer to caving in.

“I admire your loyalty, Callum, even though it’s misplaced”

That hit home with Callum, was his upset really worth it, all for the sake of an off-grounds pint with Chris, he wanted to give Chris up, but his pride wouldn’t let him, if he could just get through this, maybe Green would let him off, he’d let him off with somethings before, just get through it, he thought to himself, Green laid on five slaps within seconds, Callum was suffering, but he remained tight-lipped, the worst part of all this was, Green was really mad at him, & that hurt nearly as much as his arse did, another five, still nothing, Green was getting tired, there was no need for this, even after another ten Callum said nothing.

“Give me his name”

Callum was ready to break, his arse throbbed, Green flicked the size thirteen slipper down hard on the sore red bottom before him.

“Give”

“Ah”

“Me”

“Ah-ha”

“His”

“Ah-ha-ha”

“Name”

“Ah-ha-ha-ha”

Callum wailed, Green had had enough, he repeatedly slapped the slipper into Callum’s burning arse as hard as he could, in a wild flurry, striking every inch of the sore arse he could, over & over, hard, fast, & relentless.

“Chris Griffiths”

Callum shouted as he broke.

“Finally”

Green let the slipper fall onto his desk, Callum just cried, his bottom was so sore & he had upset Green, all for the sake of a pint, Green allowed Callum a few minutes to cry it out, softly rubbing his back as he pulled himself together, Callum appreciated the caring touch, he could tell Green didn’t enjoy punishing him like that.

“Come on, get yourself dressed, & wipe your face”

Callum slowly lifted himself from the desk & gave his sore bottom a rub, he pulled up his boxers & shorts, wincing as they tightened around his raw bottom, he made eye contact with Green, taking the tissue Green handed him, Green sat down as Callum dried his eyes.

“Why do you have to be so stubborn, Callum, I haven’t had to punish you like that since you first arrived”

Callum said nothing, just sniffled, staring at the floor.

“Normally, I’d be giving you another spanking tonight”

Panic flashed across Callum’s face.

“But, in light of the thrashing I’ve just given you, I’ll let you off”

The panic on Callum’s face was quickly replaced with relief.

“Thank you, sir”

Green smiled, Callum was a good lad, he just let his attitude rule his head.

“Don’t thank me just yet, you & Chris are still getting caned for your pub visit, & you’re still on punishment parade”

Callum’s shoulders dropped, any hope he had of escaping a caning had dissipated.

“But we’ll delay your caning until Thursday, give you a day or two to recover”

Callum smiled.

“Thank you, sir”

Green was relieved, Callum had found his manners again, he realised Callum didn’t mean any real disrespect, but sometimes he pushed it a bit too far, they were back on good terms now, but Green issued Callum a warning, so there could be no confusion going forward.

“But if you ever disrespect me like that again, I won’t hesitate to drag you back in & give you a repeat performance”

Callum shuffled uncomfortably at the prospect, he didn’t want another spanking like that, his bottom was incredibly tender, he wouldn’t be sitting comfortably for a while, but he knew he deserved it, not just for the pub visit, but for disrespecting his friend.

“I’m I disrespected you Gaz, I just wasn’t thinking, I know you sometimes let me get away with things you probably shouldn’t, & I appreciate it, & you”

Green walked over & gave Callum a hug, Callum hugged the younger man tightly, there was an unspoken camaraderie between them, although they butted heads, they had respect for each other, Green released Callum from the hug & patted him on the back.

“I appreciate you too when you’re behaving, & you get away with so much, cause you’re a nice guy, you’re a good senior, you keep the buggers in line when they need it, not to mention the amount of wresting cup & football trophy’s you won for Austere, it’s just you’ve got a shit attitude sometimes, luckily, I have a remedy for that”

Green patted Callum’s arse playfully.

“Now get yourself to class, & for fuck sake behave”

Callum let out a small laugh & turned to leave, rubbing his sore bottom as he left, causing Green to chuckle, he stood up & put away his cane, he left his slipper out to deal with Chris, he’d be caned with Callum on Thursday, but it was only fair he faced the same consequences Callum did, but unlike Callum, Chris would be going over his knee before bed.

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Austere Academy:Chapter Three

Jack gulped as he processed what Green had said.

“What”

Jack’s pulse was racing, this couldn’t be happening.

“It’s just to help you adjust, Jack”

Jack threw himself forward, making eye contact with Green, no way was he going to let this happen.

“But I haven’t done anything, you can’t spank me for nothing”

Green had been afraid of this, most lads had the same reaction when approached with their first spanking.

“Every lad here has had one & survived, you will too”

Jack stood up, his trousers tightening, making him very aware that he was not wearing underwear.

“No fucking way“

Green rose from his chair, Jack seemed like a nice lad at heart, but he would not tolerate this kind of disrespect.

“It’s your first day, so I’m going to cut you some slack, but we’re gonna have a problem if you are not over my knee by the time I count to three, one”

Jack was speechless who the fuck did this prick think he was.

“Two”

Keep counting dickhead, it’s not fucking happening, Jack was getting ready to make a run for it.

“Three”

Jack made a move for the door, quick as a flash, Green grabbed Jack by the ear, sat on the desk & threw Jack over his knee, grabbing his arm & pulling it up to his back, pinning Jack in place.

“Get the fuck off me”

A hearty slap landed on Jack’s arse.

“Ow, what the fuck”

Jack struggled, but it was useless, he wasn’t going anywhere until Green said so, another slap landed.

“Ow”

Green rested his hand on Jack’s arse.

“Language, if you swear again, I will wash your mouth out, understood”

That answered Jack’s question about the mouth soaping thing, Jack couldn’t say anything, the two slaps Green had delivered were already burning their way across his arse, Jack sullenly nodded his head.

“Good, now if you listen to instructions & don’t give me any more trouble, this whole thing will go a lot easier”

Without warning, Green brought his hand down across Jack’s arse.

“Ow”

The initial impact made Jack jump, building the already burgeoning sting in his arse, causing him to squirm, another slap landed, Jack couldn’t believe how much sting Green put into his spanks, no wonder AJ was crying, ten more stingers landed as Green slapped away, Jack struggled over Green’s knee as his arse began to burn.

“Stop, ah”

Jack couldn’t believe the words had left his lips, but he felt like his arse was on fire, how could it sting so much, Green landed another ten on Jack’s sit spots alternating cheeks as he went.

“Ah”

Jack bucked, trying to shift his arse out of the way of the stinging onslaught, but Green knew what he was doing, he held Jack tight as he laid on another flurry of fierce slaps.

“Ow-ah”

Jack hated to admit it, but the spanking was working, the whole of his arse from top to bottom was stinging, he was trying not to tear up, he was twenty-seven, twenty-seven-year-olds didn’t cry because they got their bum smacked, Green picked up the pace, focusing on the centre of Jack’s arse.

“Ah, ah, aha”

Jack couldn’t believe it, he was ready to cry, this was nearly as bad as his last spanking from his dad, at least Green didn’t have a hairbrush, Jack couldn’t take much more, the fist tear began to form in his eye, then all of a sudden the spanking stopped.

“Stand up & put your hands on your head”

Jack stood up, but his hands went straight to his arse, trying to rub away the sting, Green could wait a minute he needed to rub some of this sting away.

“I said on your head”

Green scolded, but Jack’s hands stayed where they were massaging his throbbing arse.

“Jack, last chance, hands on your head”

Jack still didn’t move, before he knew it, his trousers were at his ankles & he was back over Green’s knee.

“If you’d have just listened to me & put your hands on your head, we could have been done”

And with that, Green resumed spanking Jack, Jack started kicking his legs immediately, it stung so much more bare, ten harsh slaps were placed at the base of Jack’s bottom, where the cheek meets thigh.

“Ah-ha”

Tears formed again as Green continued spanking.

“Please”

Jack had broken, the tears flowed, his bottom stung so much.

“Please sir”

Green stood Jack up & bent him over the desk, Jack was panicking, what was Green gonna do, Green walked around his desk, & pulled out a square, flat-backed hairbrush, Jack couldn’t believe it, not another hairbrush, Green took his place behind Jack & whipped it down without warning.

“Gaaahhh”

Jack jumped up, grabbing his bottom, it felt as if he had sat on an oven top, Green bent Jack back over & warned him not to move.

“Please, sir, Please no more”

Green smacked Jack with the hairbrush three more times before putting it away, Jack had learned his lesson, next time he’d put his hands on his head, anything to avoid that hairbrush, Green sat down, & pulled Jack back over his knee, & rubbed his bottom.

“Another few minutes to really drive the message home, I think”

Jack cried hard, he was so sore already, Green raised his hand, as he brought it down there was a knock at the door, Green stood Jack up & told him to face the wall, as he went to see who it was, Green entered a minute later looking furious.

“Well, Jack, it seems you’ve had a lucky escape, something requires my urgent attention, pull up your trousers & go to your room”

Jack quickly pulled his trousers over his tender bottom, as he turned around, he was greeted by Callum’s smug grin.

“Aww, did newbie get his bare botty smacked”

Jack couldn’t meet Callum’s gaze, he just looked Callum up & down his round arse in those shorts, his hairy thighs, those stupid grey socks.

“Callum, shut your mouth”

Green shouted, Jack could tell something serious was going on, but he just wanted to get to his room & rub his sore bottom.

“Are you, are you gonna spank me again, tonight, before bed”

Jack asked Green sheepishly, but Green was too mad to make a clear decision, Callum had outdone himself this time.

“I haven’t made my mind up yet, now go on”

Callum laughed, as Jack left feeling sorry for himself.

“What the hell do you think you’re playing at, Callum”

Callum shrugged his shoulders.

“Since when did going to the pub at lunch become acceptable”

Callum smirked & leaned forward, the game had begun.

“I’m thirty-two, you don’t tell me where I can go”

Green knew the games Callum liked to play but leaving the grounds was a serious infringement.

“This is serious Callum, I can’t let you off lightly, you need to be properly punished”

It always started this way, Green would bollock him, then spank him, a slow burn before the big crescendo.

“Can you just spank me already”

Callum didn’t realise the implications of his actions.

“You, young man, are about to learn a very long, hard lesson”

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