purplebowtiespanking: Yes, I pulled down your sweats, yes. You’re only giving fifty per cent, if ev
purplebowtiespanking: Yes, I pulled down your sweats, yes. You’re only giving fifty per cent, if even that. You, Bobby, need some damn encouragement and I’m gonna give it to you.Where you going, Coach? To my locker, you just keep working! (Coach walks back, carrying a long and wicked looking belt in his right hand.) This is what my grandpa used on my dad and my dad on me, and it works incredibly well. Nothing is better motivator than this belt, Bobby. If I can’t do it without this leather wonder, then I reach for it and we always begin to make great progress. You keep exercising. If I think you are slacking or not giving your best, then this leather strap will make hard and fast contact with your bare, muscular ass. Come on, Coach, my dad strapped me all the time, this won’t make a difference! + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + Coach’s Notes Sunday, 30 February 2001 Bobby was sure that Gramps’ leather belt would have no effect but of course I was sure. Must admit that when he boasted that his dad strapped him all the time, I wondered if he’d been too conditioned to notice the leather. Was grateful I’d conditioned and oiled the belt less than a week ago. Within about ten minutes of me returning with the belt, Bobby started to slack off. I wasn’t sure if it was on purpose or if it just happened, but I swung the leather without him seeing it and it was very obvious that he didn’t expect it in any way, nor did he hear it coming until it made a spectacular contact right across both ass cheeks, and around his hip a fair bit. He yelped like he’d been shot. Maybe he thought I was only kidding, and just threatening, then he felt a ring of fire around his ass and he almost leapt off the machine. Once he caught his breath again, he worked harder, but I kept strapping him, so that it wasn’t just the one lick but a full spanking to get him working harder not just today but for ages. I gave him between two and three dozen licks; I didn’t count, and the red-purple stripes on his ass mostly all melded into one big smear of welts and pre-bruises and colours. Then I noticed that he was sobbing. Some guys are criers and some aren’t, it’s not reflection on him. He was most embarrassed by the crying than by the purple stripe around the middle of his body. When I checked in on him in the showers, he was frantically and frenetically masturbating, culminating in a huge shot of semen just as I walked into the room. I have to admit, I’ve seen lots of guys jerk off in these showers, but I’ve never seen anything quite like that.cc:dk -- source link