#XIX: Havranpírka : Bederní rouška zvednutá celý život

TITLE : Havranpírka : Bederní rouška zvednutá celý život (Havranpírko : Loincloth raised all life)
N°19. FORMAT : Literary + Imagery. LABELS : M-m+++ (BB+++).
LANGUAGE : VE
DESCRIPTION : A fictional story recounting the disciplinary education of tribes during prehistoric epoch, based on 3 Czech mesolithic films, accompanied by 5 AI pictures.
ANALYSIS : The mesolithic epoch, personally a period I love, is perfectly represented by 3 super Czech films, Osada havranu (1978), Na veliké řece (1977), and Volání rodu (1977), set in South-Moravia, these films recount the adventures of young Havranpírko, a 16-year-old boy who wants to become a great hunter-gatherer. With this character, these boyfriend and their loincloths, there's really enough material to fantasize about countless OTK spank scenes ! Furthermore, without playing the conceited, as you may have noticed, I have an extremely well-developed sense of creativity, so I designed this little pocket-sized e-book, which took me a good fucking month. Accompanied by its set of 5 cute little illustrations ! You'll tell me what you think... LOL
COUNTRY : France. PUBLICATION DATE : 1977. EDITING DATE : 2026
HONORABLE MENTION : You know, this will be the 10th OTK picture post, so if you'd like me to animate one in video thanks to a shamanic magic trick, tell me in the comments. I'm a shaman, not medium. LOL
NOTE : I have already created and published a similar type of mesolithic content on the blog (#II). If you haven't already done so, I invite you to consult it, it's a VE version, for a French version, please let me know in the comments.

Havranpírka : Bederní rouška zvednutá celý život

(Havranpírko : Loincloth raised all life)

By Ms The Shaman and Chancellor of IIth Reich OTK.

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It all began in the year -6007 BC, somewhere in South-Moravia, present-day Czech Republic. When a child with the sweet name of Havranpírko was mysteriously fished out of the Thaya river by a young padawan, Sokol, who would later become his mentor, which at the time was the 2th hierarchical rank of the mesolithic, whose discipline was to train and educate young neophytes to art of hunting-gathering, the handling of the club and rock painting. 7 years passed after he was adopted by the clan, whereas initially, they wanted to make a offering by sacrificing it to the Gods. Havranpírko was very pleased to have finally received his apprentice rank awarded by the shaman Havran. During an expedition into the forest to be trained by his mentor Sokol, Havranpírko error shot down a raven, an animal emblematic of his tribe. This constituted a terrible affront to his community, Sokol reprimanded him, telling him he would have to inform the camp and that the village chief would decide his fate, and explains to him in passing that he is also obliged to prepare the ground by immediately administering a good spanking bare bottom. Havranpírko begs him to defend him against possible banishment and to stop punishing him like this, but Sokol informs him that accepting his punishment like a man is an integral part of a cro-magnons training. He then sits down on a tree stump, beckoning him to lie across his lap. Since he was adopted by the clan Havranpírko is already very familiar with the disciplinary ritual that his mentor Sokol constantly inflicts upon him, a spanking with bare ass in front of everyone like a child vulgar, except that at 16 years old it starts to become a bit of a problem, because according to him, one felt much more shame than pain, for a teenager humiliation is a real torture. Havranpírko finally lay down across his mentor's lap who lifts up her loincloth and begins methodically to slap these bare buttocks like a small child. During the corporal punishment Havranpírko was far more concerned with hoping that no one would pass by at that moment than with the pain. Each slap on her bare buttocks produced echoing sounds in the forest, which amplified the shame even further. Once the punishment is over, Havranpírko stood up, readjusted his loincloth without saying a word, and run off to the village with one hand placed on her buttocks. Note that his mentor Sokol did not appreciate his young apprentice, like many others, he was jealous of him because he was more handsome, more intelligent, and the autochthon females were all over him. Sokol hides his hatred towards him, and misses no opportunity to humiliate him by punishing him shamefully. Perhaps with time, so annoyed at not yet having obtained his famous clerk rank, a title he so hopes to acquire, that he will eventually attack him more virulently to Havranpírko. So that spanking bare ass him in public inside the camp will just be something ordinary for him.

Arriving at the camp, anxious about the verdict of his sentence, the shaman Havran, which accumulate a dual function, including that of shaman and village chief. Says to Havranpírko that killing a crow an emblematic animal could be considered high-treason punishable by banishment, he immediately sent him to a hut so that a clerk from the tribe could give him a good spanking with his loincloth raised. This is the cro-magnon Kňučák, a thick-headed brute with a mental déficient because of a blow to the head from a club he received as a kid. Who dreams of becoming a lieutenant, and who also hates Havranpírko because he too is jealous, once inside the hut, he saw Kňučák sitting comfortably, ready to slap his poor bare buttocks forcefully, this isn't the first time a clerk has given Havranpírko a bare-bottomed beating, but never when he was a teenager. No sooner had he approached him than Kňučák grabbed him, laid him across his knees, lifted his loincloth and notices with a satisfied look Havranpírko's already red buttocks, he suspected well that his mentor had already begun to preheat these chubbys, and that it was now him to finish the grill. And he began to slap her bare buttocks vigorously enough to make the hut tremble. For his 2th thrashing, Havranpírko could no longer remain silent, so intense was the pain. Once the punishment was over, the clerk Kňučák dropped him on the ground and left the hut. Havranpírko very humiliated, readjusted his loincloth and waited until evening for the children to go to bed before going out. His corporal punishment was heard outside the hut by all the autochthon children in the camp, which caused Havranpírko a great sense of shame, who was very humiliated to be punished in this way again at his age. The next morning, waking up with sore buttocks from the two bare-bottomed beatings of the previous day, he notices some hunter-gatherers hastily setting off to hunt a large pack of wild boars seen in the distance, and immediately wants to join them, he was abruptly stopped by the shaman, who retorted that a boy doesn't go hunting when he still has to lie across an adult's lap to receive a spanking with his loincloth raised, shamefully reminding him of the thrashing he received the day before. Confirming his unfortunate and fragile grade as a apprentice within his mesolithic community, status which could be taken away from him at any time. But Havranpírko reassured himself by thinking that it was better to receive a good spanking loincloth raised, rather than being ruthlessly demoted or suffering a banishment.

1 year later, after a series of twists and turns and adventures, the clerk Kňučák was banished from the clan for high-treason. And of a Havranpírko he experienced a wonderful consecration, but alas, of short-term. Who was promoted for a time to the long-awaited rank of mentor, thanks to an exploit he accomplished by hunting-gathering. He was brutally stripped of all his mesolithic titles and demoted to the rank of simple a pariah worthless, because again too many enemies have hindered his difficult rise by claiming that he is too young, and once again subjected to the orders of his tyrannical mentor Sokol, who spanked naked much more regularly than before, Because Havranpírko had lost the rank of apprentice, all hope of evolution has definitively passed out, but above all he has not appreciate the latter's short-lived promotion at all of the latter. Havranpírko and his mentor Sokol, who set off by dugout canoe by the Thaya river to pay a short courtesy visit to an allied mesolithic clan that had been suffering mysterious attacks for some time. The villagers believe it is the work of the Devil, so they decide to ward off the curse by sacrificing a pig, Havranpírko using his newfound hunter-gatherer skills went into the forest to capture one. Once this was done and sacrificed, his mentor Sokol had serious reservations about these barbaric voodoo practices, and particularly resented Havranpírko for having hunted a pig and indirectly participated in the sacrifice. Moreover for him, it was yet another excellent opportunity to humiliate his young apprentice cro-magnon whom he hated, so he took advantage of a moment of inattention from the tribe to grab Havranpírko by the arm and lead him into the forest, Sokol then sat down on a tree trunk and explained to him that delivering a pig as a sacrifice was completely immoral, and above all a terrible affront to the benevolent Gods, and that he must be punished for it, and then told him to pull up his loincloth and lie face down across his knees to receive a good spanking with his pants down. Havranpírko terrified with shame, and exasperated by the severe and humiliating methods of education of his mentor, and said to him : « Please ! Don't punish me like this again ! We're at the edge of the forest ! Someone could hear us !! »Sokol replies : « We can hear you perfectly well in the village when you're roundup all the girls from the clan ! » Havranpírko bewildered responds : « What does that have to do with the pig ?! » Sokol annoyed, then threatened him with a spanking bare ass with a club there in the autochthons in front of the whole tribe if he did not obey. Havranpírko finally pulled up his loincloth and lay down across his mentor's lap, who showered him with rigorous well-synchronized slaps on his poor bare buttocks. During his corporal punishment Havranpírko remains dignified and silent, observing the surroundings with anguish and pain, for fear of curious onlookers coming to observe them in such a humiliating moment. Once the spanking to end, Sokol helped Havranpírko to his feet, who then painfully adjusted his loincloth, his face as red as his backside because of shame, then they went back to see the tribe as if nothing had happened. But people aren't fooled...

Havranpírko and his mentor Sokol then traveled to a forest lost in mountainous massifs, where they managed to capture a cro-magnon man suspected of causing trouble in an allied clan. They tied him to a tree in the distance to better observe a curious flint knife that the individual was carrying, a very rare object, finely crafted for the mesolithic period, which Sokol the mentor did not hesitate to keep for himself. Havranpírko disapproves of his immature attitude, saying that he is a much better hunter-gatherer than him, and that this high-quality flint would be much more useful to him in his possession, Sokol consider this a major outrage and insubordination to a mentor, by a poor small pariah who fell from grace, and right away ordered him to lift his loincloth and lie face down across his knees. Havranpírko surprised, having already received a beating on his bare buttocks that morning, replied: « A spanking bare ass just for that !? Not again Sokol !! I'm only stating the sad truth ! Not in front of the prisoner ! Please !! » Sokol replied: « Yes, in front of the prisoner, at least he will know how our clan punishes these insolent teenagers when they disrespect their mentors. Now lift your loincloth and get on my knees immediately !! » Havranpírko outraged complies, his mentor then gives him a well-deserved bare bottom spanking, Havranpírko accepts his fate in the pain and horrible humiliation of each slap, he was well aware that the clan's reputation for correction and discipline extended far beyond the borders of Moravia. But continue to hope that this autochthon will quickly forget, or will long remain silent about what he saw today.

6 months later, Havranpírko remained an unfortunate outcast without grade, and Sokol having been promoted clerk, he is therefore no longer his mentor. Havranpírko's opponents are now powerful, those buttocks have become an outlet for high-ranking hands. While wandering through the village, he heard tell of a bloody battle between two enemy autochthons clans that was taking place not far from here, curious, he decides to go there even though he had been strictly forbidden to go, he was stunned to see a field littered with corpses of cro-magnons after a battle. A man lying on the ground, slightly wounded in the leg gestures for him to come and help, as soon as Havranpírko offered him his hand he realized belatedly that he was in fact a lieutenant of an allied clan. The man grabbed his arm, laid him across his knees, lifted his loincloth, and he administers him a good spanking bare bottom while reprimanding him, saying that: « A "child" has no place in a war ! And that if he had come 5min earlier he would have been killed by a club, or a stray arrow, when I am finally promoted to village chief, I will mention it to your clan. » Havranpírko resists the pain and seems to be used to being constantly punished in this way because of her severe EX-mentor. His buttocks may be hardened, but he can clearly distinguish between the hand of a simple hunter-gatherer and that of a seasoned warrior lieutenant. When the ultimate 10th slap crashed ruthlessly onto those bare buttocks, he let out a soft moan of unbearable pain. Then the warrior adjusted his loincloth and told him to get the hell out of here quickly. Havranpírko saddened, walks alone along the path with one hand resting on his buttocks. walking slowly away in the glow of the sunset wondering dismayed at what age he would still have to endure a naked spanking... Havranpírko's situation evolves 5 years later, thanks to his exceptional hunter-gatherer skills, he will finally prove his true potential to his tribe, and goes directly to the rank of mentor, with young cro-magnon apprentices in his charge, that he will also take great pleasure in disciplining them by lifting their loincloths. Then 10 years later, he was promoted to clerk, lieutenant, and finally, much later, village chief and shaman. Towards the end of his life, he learns that his parents were actually killed by a mammoth while trying to hunt it, and that this one with its trunk, had thrown Havranpírko when he was a little into the Thaya River. He lived a long life and died at the age of 116 in -5900 BC, in his adopted mesolithic Czech village, which would later become the magnificent city of Lednice in South-Moravia.

THE END...