Nerd really got strung up by his whities then showed them off 😭
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Nerd really got strung up by his whities then showed them off 😭
Holding my prince's head down with my cock lodged down his throat until he's crying and scratching my thighs bloody. He looks up at me pleading, face red and covered in drool.
What's wrong your majesty? If you'd like me to stop, just say the word.
I laugh at his desperate gurgeling and push him down deeper, til his nose digs into my crotch.
A nerd that has to come over to your house where you get them all alone, because they’re too worried about their grade, even though they know it likely won’t end well for them.
Ha! Sorry, hi, it’s just that I didn’t think you’d dress so nerdy even out of school. Grab you and slam the door shut, spin you around and immeaidetly pull down your pants to get a good view of what underwear you chose to wear. Of course it’s something embarrassing. You really are a dweeb, huh?
Get started on the project, nerd. I’d scroll on my phone, texting my friends complaining about the pathetic loser in my house. What are you doing? Where are you going? The bathroom? No way, you’ve barely started. I’d force you back into the chair, yanking your waistband over the chair. There, now you’ll stay focused with your chair wedgie reminder, right?
After an hour you’re squirming, pleading with me to let you go to the bathroom. God, you’re so fucking annoying. Your front waistband makes a good leash as I drag you to the bathroom, giving you a deep front wedgie. Shove you onto your knees in front of the toilet, stretched out waistband loose. You wanted to go to the bathroom, right? I’d force your head into the toilet water and flush.
Think you can take five swirlies before you humiliate yourself and make a mess? That’s the price for losers that want the privilege to use the bathroom. Maybe if you had done the project faster, you would have made it. Oh well.
"You're being so mean to me." You sniffle, gasping with the next pull to your underwear. Johnny quickly stuffs his socks into your mouth, rubbing them against your tongue.
"Course I am. You fucking love it, too." He huffs into your ear, yanking your panties even harder now that you were gagged. "Think I can't see the wet spot forming? Or did you piss yourself again?"
You squeal in pain when your toes leave the floor, dangling helplessly for a few seconds before he sets you down. "Johnny!" You freeze in place, cringing when you hear the very familiar voice of your boss. Johnny turns to face his captain, dragging you with him with the grip on your waistband. "If you're going to strip them naked, you do it in the barracks."
"Message received, sir."
You flush in humiliation, trying to plea for help through the nasty gag in your mouth. "You're done with your work for the day, aren't you? You can spend your free time however you please. Don't involve me." He chuckles despite your begging eyes.
Johnny wastes no time dragging you to his barracks, bouncing you every few steps to make you trip on your feet. "Did you want Price to save you? Hmm? You're not a pretty little barracks bunny. You're a little nerd who really likes getting fucked by their panties, huh?"
You should be relieved when Johnny gets you inside his barracks, but he immediately guides you to the closet. He easily handles you into the chair that's waiting inside, hitching your undeewear over the back of it. You arch the best you can to aliviate the burning in your crack, letting Johnny strap you down into the chair.
"There we go.. Just sit here and think about how stupid it was for you to try and ask Price for help. You're supposed to be smarter than that. Just wait here until I'm ready for you." Johnny pinches your slightly bulging cheek before shutting the closet door.
I never got the belt growing up and I’m glad. But I guess I’d be willing to take a belt spanking now … if I deserved it 😉
Meatballs (1979)
getting hit with a leather belt on your inner thighs, because boys don't cross their legs
aggressive posture readjustment, your wrists being held against your lower back until you're stood properly, like a proper man
of course it's gonna hurt, this is how real boys play
Once the baseball team sees you, won’t be long until you’re hanging by your whities 🤣
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You’re doing great for your first time. Just stick as much of it in your mouth as you can. Your throat will open up over time and you’ll become a good little cocksucker. You’re going to love sucking cock and with lips like yours, the men you serve are going to love it too
College cock. This boy cums like a fountain and he’s used to guys willingly swallowing all 10+ shots. He’s told it tastes great. “You’re welcome” he says with a smirk while you gasp for air, redfaced, your stomach full of his nut.
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It’s either a day of diapers or daddy’s belt…your choice little one.
Oh fuck Daddy how do I choose
Now that’s how a bully wedgies a nerd
Ouch big bro I'm sorry I took your phone and texted your girlfriend
Minors and ageless blogs DNI
If you could, you would have this moment captured by the artist that does the royals’ portraits. His Highness knelt, bare knees on cold, hard stone, covered only by his silken shirt that hangs indecently off his shoulder, and his face, oh, his face.
His cheeks and ears are flushed red as if he’s been drinking. Truly, he looks like he’s become inebriated from the taste of you. His lips are plump and red, shiny from spit as they stretch around you. The poor thing has… well, mostly drool running down his chin. And those beautiful eyes, typically piercing in their gaze, are half-lidded and utterly unfocused.
In this moment, he is no longer a prince, but a simple man, and the mouth fit to give orders is silenced by your very own spear.