The Justice League's private office hummed with tension as Clark, Hal, and Diana confronted Bruce, Barry, and Ollie. 'You three risked your lives recklessly,' Clark said, arms crossed, his tone parental and strict. 'Bruce lied about his solo mission and endangered everyone. We hold our partners accountable, so this punishment happens publicly.' Hal smirked, adding, 'Naughty boys need correction.' Ollie flushed red and stuttered, 'W-wait, what?' Barry shifted nervously, eyes darting. Bruce snarled, 'This is absurd. I'm leaving,' and turned for the door. Clark blocked him, voice arrogant. 'This is happening, Bruce, whether you want it or not.' He marched the struggling Batman to the couch, hauling him over his knee despite the verbal lashing and threats. Diana led a wide-eyed Ollie to the opposite end, while Hal positioned a panicking Barry facing them. Pants came down slowly, baring asses amid amused chuckles. 'Bruce's butt is going to pay dearly,' Diana remarked. 'You all knew your partners spank you at home. This ensures you understand the seriousness.' Bruce growled and fought as Clark pinned his hands, yanking down briefs. 'Bare bottom, whether you like it or not.' The hand spanking began, Clark alternating fast stinging slaps with slow, deliberate ones. Bruce's ass reddened, skin burning hot as he squirmed, his cock hardening against Clark's thigh from the friction and shame. He glanced over, mortified, watching Barry and Ollie's bare butts jiggle under Hal and Diana's palms, their own erections pressing into laps. 'You deserved this,' Hal taunted. Bruce's struggles weakened as his glowing red ass throbbed, sweat beading on his skin. After the hand spankings left them all slightly tearful and panting, they were stood with pants at ankles, erections obvious. 'Releases are in order,' Clark announced, bending them back over. Ginger roots were eased out amid whimpers, then each was pulled over a knee for light spanks and firm strokes. Bruce, bratty yet desperate, humped Hal's thigh, his throbbing cock slick with precum. 'Hate your arrogance,' he gasped, but cried out as Hal's hand worked him to a shuddering orgasm, cum spurting in hot pulses while his burning ass clenched. The others followed, bodies shaking. 'This is just the start,' Hal murmured, leaving them aching for more.
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