This is about your recent response to UNCUT, the guy who met men who believed they were uncut when they were very much cut.

Then, Andrew undid the metal clasp at the top of his trousers before taking the tab of his zipper and pulling. You should speak to your minister because he needs to help you learn that what you are seeking is not proper.My question is am I too old to receive one now as I think it might shock me into learning some self-control? So, while I wouldn’t necessarily say no to cleaning AJ’s bathroom, I haven’t been asked, DEAL, and consequently haven’t had the pleasure. Unable to look at the doctor and his wicked cane, Johan concentrated on unfastening the clasp at the top of his grey short trousers. Ever since he could remember he had fantasised about caning and being caned, but he was too shy to make his dream a reality. Don administers a series of four stinging slaps with his bare hand immediately followed with circular, soothing rubbing.

He was a man of his word; he delivered twelve almighty stingers across the underpants of the troublemaking teenager.He flexed the cane between his two hands and then “sawed” it across the centre of the teenager’s buttocks. He directs me to crawl across his lap on the couch to assume the over-the-lap position that he explains is most common, since it allows for optimal control and connection to the spankee.

A building security guard tells of spanking a maintenance guy for stealing, prompting another man to ask the security guard for a spanking. With an air of authority and seriousness, he holds a whip in one hand while firmly grasping the child's arm with the other. I enjoy cleaning bathrooms in an eat-an-edible-and-listen-to-musicals-and-zone-out-doing-housework-while-the-husband-and-his-boyfriend-are-at- the-gym sort of way. Stress relief: “Giving up control allows people in stressful jobs to escape and realign their minds for a while — the same reason people use drugs.The pale-grey material fell to the floor revealing bright yellow underpants clinging to the rugby player’s meaty buttocks. Captain Warren didn’t look up from his paperwork in the first instance, the light of it glinting off of the frame and convex glass of his spectacles, his hand moving in smooth, easy movements over the paper.