"Oh please! Like they could beat me?" Cody said cockily. He snorted and crossed his arms over his bare chest, for once refusing to back down from the man he saw more as a father-figure than as his mayor. "I had things completely under control. They're gonna be a lot less eager to fight us, now that I taught a bunch of 'em a lesson," he said, figuring, well, that it might be true. Unless he just pissed a bunch of them off and there'd be even more resistance when they struck next. "And besides, like I said, sitting around here was borin' the hell outta me!" he said the real reason with a sneer.

It was only after he said those things that he saw the look in Haggar's eyes. Oh, shit. Maybe he'd gone a little too far this time . . . Cody's ass-cheeks clenched as he saw Haggar's hands visibly clench into fists. Make that WAY too far!

So that was what it was. Boredom!! He was out fighting with the gang that this city had the most trouble with out of boredom!! He had gone too far! Haggar wasn't just going to let Cody keep this up. Cody was almost like a son to him, and if he was going to misbehave, then he was going to make sure that he would get the spanking of his life like any son of his who would have done the same thing!

He growled as he reached forward, grabbing Cody's arm and yanking him easily, keeping a iron-tight, almost painful, grip on his arm. He sat down on the chair and yanked Cody over his lap, not a second passing before he felt Haggar's large hand slam down on his backside, with his underwear and tight pants the only thing protecting his ass from Haggar's oncoming spanks.

"Hey . . . ! Wait a second . . . What are ya doing . . . ! Hold on!" Cody protested as he was pulled by Haggar, feeling more like a child in the muscle-man's grip than a strong fighter in his own right. When Haggar sat down in his desk-chair, Cody tried to pull away, seeing what was coming (he'd been spanked there WAY too many times not to realize it by now) but was easily hauled over and slung over the powerful thighs. He couldn't even catch his breath before Haggar's hard-ass hand started pummeling his ass.

"Aow!" Cody yelped, feeling the burn right through his pants and briefs. The shirtless blond winced and jerked in place, trying to twist away--but all ready knowing in his gut it'd be useless. When Mike Haggar decided you were getting a spanking, you were fucking getting one! This was the first Cody had received since dating Jessica. He'd secretly hoped that his status as Haggar's daughter's boyfriend might offer some form of immunity from the hard discipline (actually, that was partly the reason he'd started going out with her in the first place), but evidently not! "Ahhhh, quit it, Mike!" he shouted, feeling his ass-cheeks reddening right through his clothes. "This is the punishment we give to--ahh!--Mad Gear now, right? Not to--oww!--me!"

"No, this is the punishment we give to little punks who think they can do whatever they please!" Haggar yelled, slamming his hand down over and over on Cody's wriggling ass. Try as he might, Cody was not getting free. Ever since Cody started dating Jessica, Haggar had been real lenient on him. But now, that was going to change. Now, he was going to be even more strict, and he was going to spank Cody a whole lot more and a whole lot harder! The kid wasn't even going to look at him the wrong way without getting an ass beating now!

He continued to slam his hands on Cody's rump, before he reached over and began to pull off the skin-tight pants, working them down to his legs,much to Cody's protests. Cody had really screwed up this time! Haggar wasn't gong to be done spanking him for a while! And here I thought I'd only need to use the paddle to beat the asses of Mad Gear. Haggar thought to himself as he peeled down Cody's briefs next, exposing the firm and already pink ass. Guess I was wrong. He thought as he immediately went back to spanking the blond, now with nothing to cover his ass.

The main doors of the gym opened, and in stepped Guy. The stoic young ninja was pelased with himself. He'd just been down to the police station, and finally got on of the gang members to confess with his swift, stinging blows. Guy now knew where to find Edi. E. He was about to open the door to Haggar's office to let him know, but something stopped him. What was that noise coming from inside?

Pressing his ear to the door, Guy's eyes widened. That sound of powerful impacts, mixed with yelping protests and stern talking-to could mean only one thing. "So Cody's getting it again, eh?" he said to himself, shaking his head. Cody was his best friend, but the man was hot-headed and often required a good dose of discipline. Guy would give it to him himself, but Haggar always seemed all too willing to take care of the problem personally. The sounds from inside the office were changing now. Instead of a solid WHUMP of palm striking clothing, it was now the unmistakable SMACK! of palm flattening firm, bare flesh. Guy backed away from the door, deciding to inform the two men later. Those who interrupted one of Haggar's punishments often found themselves joining it, and Guy was in no mood for his own bottom to get thrashed.

* * * * *

"Wh--wh--whaa?! Heyy!! C'mon, Mike--NOT BARE ASS!!" Cody yelled as his pants and underwear were divested, and squirming as Haggar's hand immediately clapping HARD down again. The young man's eyes widened in shock. "Ahhh . . . SHIT!" It hurt so much worse without any protection! His round, toned buns danced beneath the stronger man's blows, twisting up in pain. Haggar wasn't holding back at all. Compared to this, all those spankings from Mad Gear earlier were like beatings from five year-olds!

"Unghhh! Stoop it!" Cody grimaced, reaching an arm back to protect his ass. His butt-cheeks already felt like they were screaming in agony. "It fuckin' burns!"

Immediately, Cody's hand was grabbed and easily pinned to his back without Haggar missing a single beat. He was an experienced spanker, one who had been spanking punk asses way before he had ever even met Cody. He knew how to really make young punks like Cody cry and make them think twice before ever doing something stupid. He did stop, however, but only for a moment. He reached into his back pocket, pulling out the paddle he had kept every since the time he had found it several days ago.

"Good, then maybe I'll be able to get through your thick head!" He yelled as he raised the paddle, now slamming it down, slow but hard, leaving behind red marks on the two cheeks, causing them to really burn now. He wanted to make sure Cody remembered this at least for a whole month! "Let's get one thing straight, Cody!" He yelled as the paddle continued, slamming from the top of Cody's ass down to the sit spots. "I've been real lenient on you, but you've pushed me too far this time! Now, things are going to be different! If I even think you're going to do something stupid, you're going back over my knee, is that clear?!" He asked, raising the paddle and giving a particularly had WHACK!! to the struggling male's ass.

"YOWWW! FUCK!!" Cody let out a cry as the hard piece of wood met his ass. "NOO, Mike! Not the--AOOOWWW!!--PADDLE!" He kicked and struggled fiercely as the blistering implement was used to good effect all over his backside. It hurt so bad! Haggar typically didn't need a tool to teach Cody a lesson, relying instead on his hand--which was always enough to get Cody bawling anyway. The fact that he was using the paddle now was evidence oh how important this really was to the older man. But more importantly, it meant that those explosions of pain were bring Cody's agony to all new levels. Now he knew why those Mad Gear punks always surrendered so quick when faced with this thing!

And, also just like the typical Mad Gear punk, Cody soon realized that escape was impossible. That for all his kicking and twisting, Haggar had him caught in an iron grip and wasn't going to stop until he was sure Cody understood the gravity of the situation. The gravity being what sent that hard paddle soaring down and slamming into his red, sore ass-cheeks again and again! The beating was slow, but each whack felt like it increased the heat tenfold, increasing the burn until it was all Cody could think about. "AHHH, yes, it's clear!" he gave in, his voice cracking just another crack of the paddle met his ass. "I'm sorry, Mike! I'll--owwWWW!--never go off on my own--OOOOH!!--againn!" Cody whimpered and helplessly squirmed. "Pleeease stop!"

On the other side of the door, Guy was smirking. Well, seemed like Haggar had finally got through to the blond. He would've felt sorry for his friend, but in his estimation Cody had needed this for a long time. As the noise of a hard spanking changed to noise of a hard paddling, Guy was tempted to open the door just to see that sight. He'd seen Cody getting a bare-bottom spanking--naturally, everyone in the gym had at one point or another--but a paddling was something else. Thinking it over, Guy still decided that entering through the door was too risky. Once Haggar was in a spanking mood, he just kept going nonstop until there were no more asses left to beat. Ask the dozen or so Mad Gear gangs he'd gone though before entering the subway.

However, if Guy could spy on the paddling some other way . . .

Smirking, the ninja quickly removed the vent cover from the ventilation system and slipped inside. The air ducts went all over the building, including right over Haggar's office. The lithe young man noiselessly crawled through the ducts until he heard the hard and crisp cracks of an ass-beating echoing towards him. The ducts emplified all the sounds, so Guy could hear every single lick of that paddle compressing one of Cody's round and firm red buttocks, every little grunt and lecture of the strong mayor dispensing discipline, every yelp and moaning apology from the truly sorry Cody who wiggled anxiously, so close to tears now.

Guy finally reached the ceiling vent which granted him a view into Haggar's office. As luck would have it, it was positioned directly over the punishment so Guy could see every detail clearly. The line of Cody's tight back, starting between his shoulderblades and traveling down, ending in two ripe, beet-red buns that were relentlessly spanked by the wooden paddle. Each hit sent those fleshy orbs dancing, and an expression of shock overtook Cody's face as his rear heated up even hotter. Guy could see Haggar too, his powerful frame swinging that paddle, deliberately aiming where he knew would bring the most pain, his only goal to improve Cody's character the only way he knew how--by beating his bare backside until it couldn't be beaten anymore.

It was all so invigorating to watch. Even . . . alluring. As good a view as Guy had, part of him wanted to be in that room right where the action was. Maybe that hidden longing explained what happened next.

For one of the few times in his life, Guy had miscalculated. Particularly, how much weight the old crumbling air ducts in Haggar's gym could hold. With a loud groaning sound, the vent started to give way. So caught up in watching Cody's paddling, Guy didn't realize what was happening until it was too late. With a startled "Woah!" the young ninja fell through and landed squarely on Haggar's desk, the impact momentarily stunning him and shaking his head to clear the spots.

Luckily for Cody, that sudden interruption gave him a much needed break from the hard paddling that Haggar was giving him. Unfortunately for Guy, he had completely interrupted the ongoing spanking, being hard to NOT notice, and now Haggar's eyes were set on him, glaring at the young ninja. There were 2 things Haggar really realy hated: Hot Heads like Cody and eavesdroppers like Guy. If he wanted to spank Cody publicly, he would have, but for someone to peek in on a spanking he's trying to keep private...that just pissed him off.

"Well, looks like you won't be the only one with a red ass, Cody." He said as he stood up, standing Cody up with him, though it was obvious that his spanking wasn't over. He expected Cody to stop from pulling his pants up or trying to run. He had done both quite a bit, and at this point already knew what would happen if he tried. "Well, you wanted to see the action up close, huh, Guy?" He asked, crossing his arms as he glared down at the male. "How about you join our session and get a first-hand experience of it then?"

Guy groaned and looked up groggily, before freezing at Haggar's words. Oh no, this was the worst possible thing that could have happened! His toned buttocks clenched just at the thought of "experiencing" such action. He'd been spanked by Haggar before of course--every member of Haggar's gym was at one point or another--but not anywhere near the frequency that Cody was. Guy's cool-headed nature and adherence to the rules meant his bottom usually remained free of such humiliating punishments. However, that looked like it was about to change.

"Er . . . no! I was just, um . . . " Guy fumbled for an excuse, before hopping off the desk. "Actually, I was just leaving. I have some urgent business elsewhere . . . " He made for the door, hoping to make it out before the big, slower man could catch him. It wasn't Haggar who grabbed his arm though, but Cody, still naked save for shoes and his pants around his ankles. "Oh no ya don't, I think you're definitely in for a dose of what I just got!" the blond said, spinning Guy back around to Haggar. This done, he quickly grabbed his ass again and started to rub feverishly, hopping up and down. He was pretty pissed that his friend had just been spying on his punishment. Probably saw everything, too . . . He groaned in embarrassment and held his ass as he watched what happened with Haggar and Guy. Maybe Haggar would use up all his remaining anger on Guy, and let Cody off the hook . . .

Guy had no choice but to accept the punishment that Haggar was going to be dishing out, the ninja groaning as he felt Haggar's hand close around his arm,pulled forward to the chair. He found himself practically tossed over Haggar's lap, the cheeks clenching as he felt Haggar's hand rest on them, giving them a small pat before he found his pants yanked down along with his underwear, yanking them down, down, and suddenly they were off, pulled off his body entirely along with his shoes. His face flushed darkly as he was left completely naked waist-down He clenched Haggar's pants tightly in his fists. This was going to fucking hurt.

CRACK!!

"OWW!"Guy yelped out, eyes widening at just how much the first strike with the paddle hurt, then came the other that caused him to practically buck over Haggar's lap, his cheeks already starting to turn a bit red and the burn already starting to get bad.

Fuck.