Public Humiliation for (not-so) Straight Guys (Naked Jonathan manips)

Public spanking and humiliation seem to be an incredibly common fantasy, perhaps because they are so unattainable. While many of us can experiment with our fantasies in the bedroom, doing things in public is usually very much a no-no. I long to be taken somewhere like the Folsom Street Fair, stripped naked apart from a leather collar and leash, led around by my Master or Mistress and publicly spanked in front of the jeering crowds, before my ass and mouth are publicly filled with cock and cum!

It isn’t going to happen anytime soon, but that doesn’t stop me fantasising… and while I love the idea of being spanked in public by my wife or matriarch, as an outwardly straight guy the idea of being abused by other men in front of others is even more humiliating… and so even more arousing!

Especially if the dominant guys make sure to carry out my degradation where everyone can see…

And test out just how much abuse I and my fellow subs will take before we do whatever they want!

I love the idea of being overpowered in public by bigger, stronger guys, such as by the hunks beside the pool or in the changing rooms at the gym with all the muscular alphas working off their roid rage on my tight beta ass!

Or being spanked in the back yard where all the neighbours can see…

Perhaps by my wife’s bull, as she gives some ideas to all the other wives in the neighbourhood…

“Sorry honey, I guess it's gay night, not swingers night! Don't worry though, I told them we're both bi!” “Good news bitch…so am I!” 

Or out on the front porch, so even random passersby can witness my humiliation!

Or at the beach, where those tight swimming trunks can barely contain those big jock cocks as they spank me in front of my wife… and she will certainly be enjoying them later!

How about being UTTERLY humiliated by my wife’s Bulls in front of my entire family!

Creating sequels to Jonathan’s original art (now with Added Sex!) often leads to excellent scenes of public punishment and humiliation…

Plus they can sometimes be closer to the spirit of the original commission, such as this one for the first picture in the ‘Camp Dad’ series:

Two campers got caught smoking weed and now they are getting their very bare asses fried. The ass slapping  is so intense the initial "D" on the paddle is branding their cheeks over and over. Howling their heads off. The other camp boys stand around watching and they all have rock hard boners in their pants. Hot!

In a move that is both admirably philanthropic and incredibly stupid, many boys’ summer camps have started employing ‘rehabilitated’ (read, ‘recently released') convicts as camp counsellors… 

With predictable results!

These camps are mainly frequented by bleeding-heart tight-ass liberal families… although their sons’ asses are rather less tight after their months-long stays! 

Or perhaps these are ‘charitable’ camps where poor fatherless boys get all that Daddy discipline and dick they’ve been missing out on!

I’m not sure if being spanked and fucked in prison counts as in public, but it sure would be humiliating, especially if my wife turned up to watch!

Though if you were going to be cuckolded by the cops, would it really be any better if it was outside the jail?

“Maybe this will teach you not to complain when we pull you over! Now I know you say you haven't been drinking, but we're going to have to give you all a ‘breathalyser test’... Suck here please!”

I regularly fantasize about being soundly spanked in front of and by my bullying co-workers, as part of a twisted initiation or to punish me for some minor carelessness…

I also regularly dream of being an unfortunate youngster back in the Good Old Days getting a sound leathering from his strict father… and having it done it in public would only be more embarrassing (and arousing).

When I used to hook up with older gay guys to be spanked in school uniform and such, I always secretly fantasized that they’d insist on taking me to a gay cruising/cottaging site (still in my school uniform) in some remote woodland and spanking me there…

It would have been a real thrill to have been publicly spanked in front of a load of strange guys, and who knows where else it might have led…

Although I have attended spanking parties, I never went to a gay one, or even femdom.

I kinda regret this, as it seems like that would have been the best opportunity for me to get my ass well and truly spanked (and more) by big dominant studs alongside a load of other subby beta guys!

Though surely the best way to make all these public humiliation fantasies come true would be for public floggings and other judicial corporal punishment for adult males to be reinstated. Just image the shockwaves it would send across the nation! An entire generation unused to any kind of physical chastisement would suddenly be subject to the kind of public pain and humiliation not seen since their great-great-great-great-grandfathers' day.

Within a week there would a whipping post in every town and within a day all would have been put to use.

After seeing the revenues from the first months' ticket sales, the government realised it had a huge revenue raiser on its hands. Almost overnight  'humane' punishments for petty offences were abolished and replaced with F&F - a fine and a flogging! (Plus a compulsory stay in the local jail the nights before and after for ‘preparation and recovery’.)

There is much variation allowed depending on a particular area’s foibles. In one town the first visitor to the new whipping post was a young businessman caught using his phone while driving. Whereas in this rural area, a young horse thief is birched through the streets…

This is merely to ‘prepare’ his posterior – once they reach the whipping post his real punishment with the bullwhip will begin!

As with many in his position, the hunky constable who dishes out the punishments in this corner of Cumbria becomes quite the local celebrity, and often pays a visit to the wives of penitent husbands who are spending their night in jail recovering.

The power of the police to issue on-the-spot punishment notices without any recourse to the courts meant that soon, with a simple phonecall, the noisy neighbor, drunken student, inconsiderate driver or troublesome stepson who was bothering you would get hauled off to the cells that night and would be stripped naked in the stocks for you to watch their whipping the next day. Almost all of the outraged citizens of Tunbridge Wells gathered to witness a housefull of students who woke up an entire street with their partying get sore bottoms to go with their sore heads.

A challenge under human rights law merely retuned the verdict that the law was unfair as it discriminated against men, so the government simply legalised the punishment of women too. Ticket sales skyrocketed. In Stratford-upon-Avon, crowds flocked to see well-to-do parents publicly punished for taking their children on holiday during school term time.

The vast revenues generated led to many more reactionary towns getting away with punishing moral offences as well as legal ones. Two gardeners who were caught en flagrante with the lady of the house were punished together, at the request of their employer (very together). The lady of the house was punished too of course, but that's another story...

An often overlooked part of the new legislation is that young men who would never have even been to a police station before are now spending two nights in police custody. And on the second night in particular, the police officers can have their own fun with the bare, taut bottoms. Freshly-flogged prisoners are given the choice of 'strap or suck' repeatedly. And there's only so much strapping a sore bottom can take of course... Eventually all prisoners end up choosing to suck!

Going Gay at the Office and in Uniform (Naked Jonathan manips)

Like me, you’re probably a white-collar wage slave working in an office. And if you’re anything like me then strutting around all day in a shirt and tie, tight trousers, smart shoes with socks pulled up (or even better, held up by sock garters) makes me ultra submissive as I am made to offer up my mouth and ass to the alpha males in the office…

Just make sure you get it out of your system before your wife gets home!

Many uniforms or outfits are of course either dominant or submissive...

Rough biker gangs for instance are always dominant…

As are working-class types such as builders (with the added bonus that those big common cocks will taste extra sweaty from being holed up in their hot pants all day!)

Whereas striped pyjamas are always submissive…

Or maybe not…

But like wedding attire, officewear can be dominant or submissive.

It all depends on who is wearing it!

After all, some guys are born to sell, whereas others…

Some items lend themselves more to one or the other of course… wearing a pink shirt on your first day is a surefire way to get marked as the office bitchboy!

Officewear can provide such a submissive look that there’s arguably no need to introduce sissification as well. But many bosses probably enjoy the thought of having a sissy secretary…

Like I suspect most beta males working in white-collar office jobs, I love to imagine getting spanked and fucked in my office attire. If my boss doesn’t do it, then I often dream of hooking up with a big tough dom in my lunch break to satisfy my cocksucking cravings…

Though I’d probably need rather a lot of convincing…

And I have such a fetish for smart shoes and socks, I’d probably be happy being fucked in those alone!

I also find tennis players to have an exceptionally submissive demeanour… And not just because my first cocksucking experience came with me being dressed in sports kit after being soundly spanked! The pressure to succeed and the notorious lengths parents and coaches will go to makes tennis ripe for discipline scenes. Picture a tennis tournament with two pushy dads severely spanking their two tennis-playing sons for losing. It should be done out on the tennis court with both boys in full playing gear and with one dad using a belt and the other a tennis racket. Umpires, parents and ball boys could look on in amusement.

You imagine that hordes of young men are forced into a cruel, ruthless system from a young age, made to endure the sadistic whims of their older male coaches as their ambitious parents turn a blind eye to everything if it increases their sons’ slims chances of success!

And then there’s one of the ultimate subby looks for a beta male: striped pyjamas. Even if the three guys in this pic are straight, surely the sight of the student all dorky and vulnerable would convince the intruders to spank him and fuck him rather than just tie him up before they rob him blind!

Some of my favourite fantasies involve me wearing striped pyjamas. I love the ease with which the bottoms can be pulled down so my strict Stepdaddy can give me a sound spanking before bed… and when he comes sneaking into my room later in the night, those pyjama bottoms come down just as easily!

You may be familiar with babysitter fantasies, but what happens when babysitting goes gay?! I love the idea of 18-year-old boys thinking they are too old to need a babysitter only to find out that their parents have hired big strong gay men to babysit them for the night (or longer!) Needless to say, the unfortunate young men would be subject to long, painful evenings of spanking and humiliation, before bathtime (includng plenty of vigorous scrubbing of their nether regions) and a very early bedtime… with them being tucked up tight with their big strong babysitter and having to pleasure them orally throughout the night!

Though you can bet the babysitters will still have a stonking big case of Morning Wood to take of!

Even though he's 18, Billy's parents didn't trust him to stay home alone while they went on a cruise, so they asked their gay neighbours to keep an eye on him for the full two weeks...

“Time to brush your teeth boy… (with cock!)”

And then it's bedtime…

“You'll be sleeping in the master bedroom… right between me and Uncle Buck!”

After all, as any gay babysitter (or burglar) knows, big boys need pacifiers at both ends!

Religious attire also has plenty of kink about it, especially when perverted priests exploit their positions of power to satiate their wicked desires, using the young men and families in their flock, making them suck cock to get out of penance (‘100 rosaries is such a lot father!) Even good church wives with spotless records might find themselves paying the ultimate penance (‘It would be a shame if the tax office were to find out about your husband’s business dealings Mrs Wilson…’)

And even families that are paragons of moral virtue won't escape the pastors’ machinations. Here a devout mother looks on as her sons are given masturbation aversion training with a Benedictine penis whip…

“Get those cocks hard so we can whip them back down again!”

And then there are the Catholic Finishing Schools, where 18-year-old schoolboys are sent to be cleansed of wickedness – and of course the wickedest parts of them are their mouths and bottoms!

School uniforms are usually seen as submissive, although they don’t seem to detract from the dominance of bullying jocks!

Then there are those uniforms and outfits that only make big strong alpha males seem more dominant. Plenty of boys dream of joining the fire brigade, but boys like me were more likely to dream about getting wrongly accused of making hoax calls and getting soundly punished by those big strong men with their big thick belts!

Or getting overpowered, beaten and buggered by burly working men!

Or being plucked off the street by a vicious biker gang… you can bet they’d be really sadistic and whip their victims’ naked bottoms with their belts, before using them as a leash to choke them while they fuck them!

And even if a boy does show an interest in joining the fire service, it may not be for entirely altruistic reasons…

“Being a fireman really is every boy's dream! First we light a fire… then we prepare the hoses… then the hoses extinguish the fire…” 

“But what if he isn't gay?”

“Oh all boys are a little bit gay, especially when they're locked up with a bunch of burly guys for four days straight and they get their cute little butts whipped and fucked three or four times a day!”

The cowboy is also an excellent looks for alpha-doms, and you imagine the ladies would also very much enjoy the spectacle as well…

We went to visit my husband’s family on their farm. Turns out my uncle-in-law is very much the head of the family, and our city-dwelling men are very much considered the runts of the litter! 

Well the hunky cowboys were keen to show the scrawny city dwellers who was boss and before we knew what was happening our husbands were being stripped naked and their bare bottoms spanked by those calloused cowboy hands! I never thought grown men spanking each other could be so hot, but it was, and from the look on my sister-in-law’s face she thought so too! My mother-in-law, who had seen it all before, merely cocked an amused eyebrow.

Those cowboys sure know the way to a city girl’s heart. We were led out to the stables where we got to witness the glorious sight of our husbands being 'put out to stud' as their cousins called it.

My sister-in-law and I were in heaven! We dropped to our knees and sucked those cowboy cocks dry while our husbands were whipped!

Ever since I found out that soldiers are often ‘billeted’ in civilian homes during wars, I like to fantasise about big strong men in uniform having their fun with the families they are staying with…

I always thought the cops in this work by Jonathan looked like they wished they’d done the father’s job for him (just look at those erections!)

Needless to say, they’ll be hounding this young man until he gives them another chance to have their fun with him…

"We won’t tell your Dad this time kid, provided you stay cooperative… but we can't let you get away completely unpunished!"

“I'm not sure his butt will be any less sore now than if his Daddy had whipped it!”
“Let's find out... Hello Mr Redmond, it's Officer Dickson again I'm afraid... We've arrested your son for jaywalking and loitering with intent... even though it's a second offence we'd be happy to let him off with another warning provided he will be well-disciplined at home... perhaps you should use your belt as well this time?”

Of course, things are changing rapidly in the world of the modern office, with Western economies floundering and oil-rich Arab states rising to take their place. Just imagine the delight in the eyes of all those sadistic Arab men as they buy out company after company and have multitudes of fair-skinned Western beta males at their mercy…

“YOU WESTERN SISSIES MAY BELIEVE IN THE CARROT AND THE STICK, BUT WE ARABS BELIEVE IN STICKING A BIG FAT CARROT RIGHT UP YOUR TIGHT WHITE ASSES!”

"If you whiteboys want to keep your jobs, you’re going to need to take a 50% pay cut! And make sure you do whatever your new Arab superiors require of you, INCLUDING TAKING OUR BIG BROWN DICKS IN YOUR TIGHT WHITE ASSES AND LETTING US FUCK YOUR WIVES!”

“Yes! Yes! Whatever you say excellencies! Thank you for this privilege and for satisfying our wives like we cannot!”

“LIKE MY NEW WATCH BITCH? I BOUGHT IT WITH MONEY WE PLUNDERED FROM YOUR COMPANY’S PENSION FUND! GET A NICE CLOSE LOOK… THIS IS THE NEAREST YOU’LL EVER GET TO HAVING A WATCH LIKE THIS!”
“Yes excellence, thank you for this privilege, please may I suck your magnificent Arab cock!”

Of course, it’s not just in offices where sissy beta boys get spanked and fucked. Many of us worked in menial service jobs in our younger years and looked rather fuckable in our cute little uniforms… with our bosses and older coworkers taking full advantage!

And given the jobs market not being what is was, educated young men might find themselves in these menial jobs for rather longer than they expected. Maybe before you went to college your boss used to spank you for screwing up… now after college he’ll do it just to let you have your shitty job back!

It’s tough being a graduate looking for work, even if you have a first-class degree in economics or an MBA. Over the past 6 months, the recruiters at Belter, Leather and Birch have whittled their 100 unpaid graduate interns down to a final two...

“Alright boys, you are the two outstanding candidates and both of you have worked hard enough to earn this job ten times over. But there's only one job, so we've had to employ some lateral thinking in how to separate you. I assume you're both familiar with the fraternity paddle?”

Hours later...

“You both must really want this job boys, you've matched each other whack for whack! Now how else did we use to solve pledge disputes in the fraternity…”

The interns are put to work cleaning and polishing every surface, fitting and knobs in the office...even reaching the most hard-to-reach places. What they thought would be their salad days are turning into their salad-tossing days!

“No Sir, I'm afraid they're still inseperable, two extremely talented candidates. I just can't think what we're going to try next...”

Demonstrating their skill at out-of-the-box thinking, the boys are forced into up another tiebreaker, but their rears prove just as adept at milking the recruiters' cocks as their mouths were, so halfway through they're already having to arrange their next test...

“Ungh ungh darling would  you mind awfully popping into my oooh office...”

“Of course sweetheart. I need to talk to you anyway. The Gold Card isn't working!”

While they wait for the boys’ nubile young fiancées to arrive, the recruiters see if a belt-off is any more decisive than a paddle-off (it isn't of course).

“Don't point that thing at your lady boy! Have you no manners? Now you two wait outside while we have a word with these two nice young ladies...”

“Yes it's such a hard decision. After all the job comes with a company Platinum card... and a brand new company Audi... ziiiip... and family membership at the Sheraton Club ...ziiip... suck suck suck...slap slap slap!”

And eventually an outcome is settled upon…

“Sorry boys, we've decided to give the job to the boss's son instead! Security, show them out!”

“Yes Sir, your son is fitting in excellently. CRACK! That? Oh that's just a car backfiring outside. CRACK! It's done it again Sir!”

It is of course even more delicious when these young office bitches receive their rough treatment in front of their wives and girlfriends, who no doubt will be fucking their coworkers afterwards!

“See honey I told you your boss would be open to giving you a pay rise. You just needed to be more accommodating!”

This boss regularly spanks his junior employees and then fucks their young wives when he meets them for lunch!

Mr Fukuri and Mr Yolaydee, co-founders of the Fukurlaydee Family Corporation, are always keen to hear from their employees. Today they are hearing a petition from a junior executive and his young wife, who would like them to increase wages so they can buy a house. Of course the generous bosses will accede to the request. The only question is whether they will also gift the wife a new bump to start off their family home!

I feel sorry for the youngsters these days. The only job that ever seems available in decent firms is the newfangled post of ‘Personal Assistant', basically the male version of the good old-fashioned secretary. 

Because while it's no longer socially acceptable for older bosses to use their junior female employees sexually, nobody seems to give a damn if it's a junior male employee – more like Personal ASSistant!

“Care to join our morning dicktation?”

Though they should count themselves lucky not to be among the ranks of the desperate interns – working months on end for no pay at all, required to submit to the most degrading discipline and punishment, literally sucking up to every boss in the office, clambering over each other to try and achieve the single paid position...only to see it be awarded to the boss's son, who wasn’t even on the graduate scheme!

“Reminds me of roasting the fags at Repton!”

The bosses are just school bullies all grown up, and there's nothing they won't subject their subordinates to… well someone’s got to test out the new penis whip from Tokyo! They didn't like getting drips on their crisp white briefs after taking a piss, so interns were stationed in the executive bathroom and ordered to lick dry every dick that passed through! There's always a queue at lunchtime...

“Goddamit, I just need my dick cleaned, I’ve got a lunch date with my intern’s fiancée in five minutes!”

Even when the authorities are finally sick of the bribery and corruption endemic in the business world, and carry out high-profile raids, the bosses are tipped off and ensure they are attending ‘management seminars’ in far-flung countries and leave the junior workers and interns to carry the can. Facing federal prison for multiple crimes they didn’t commit, a few of the unfortunate young men attempt their own form of bribery using their oral and dicktation skills, but to no avail. The bosses will be back the next day with more hefty bribes in their wallets and a new batch of interns to misuse and abuse!

Hung out to dry, these white-collar cuckolds are now white-collar criminals! As soon as they’re thrown in the tank, they find that prison Daddies are even more brutal than their bosses – those silk ties will be handy for bondage! The bosses send final gloating letters promising to ‘take care’ of their women while they are inside, including polaroids of them being taken care of! At least the unlucky office boys can jerk off to the pictures in between the endless ass poundings!

And speaking of endless ass poundings, I have had a message from Blogger to say that yesterday's post has been put behind an additional warning, so if you have missed it you can click straight through to it here: Gay Sex in Prison!