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My Word Press site, where I'm posting my stories, old and new.
The new English teacher from America is incredibly attractive. I've heard that teachers there use paddles to discipline naughty students. I wonder if he has one? What would it feel like to be spanked by him? His piercing blue eyes would ignite a fire within me as he lectures, reprimanding me for my behavior. Would I have to bend over a desk, or would he take me over his knee like a Daddy would? Either way, I can’t help but hope he lifts my skirt to deliver a spanking right on the seat of my panties. That’s how bad girls deserve to be punished by strong, handsome men.
Bent over and waiting.
Mr. Wilson's rattan cane dangled from a hook on the wall at the front of the classroom. He didn't wield it often, but it certainly didn’t collect dust. Once or twice a month, one of the schoolgirls would giggle a bit too loudly or get caught passing notes, and he'd have her stay in during recess, where he could address her behavior in private.
During those breaks, the girls would whisper about what it felt like to be swished by Mr. Wilson. Mei could hardly believe her ears when they mentioned how he always lowered the girls' panties before delivering three to six stripes to their bare bottoms.
Mei was a good girl, the type who rarely found herself in trouble at home and never at school. She would never do anything to warrant Mr. Wilson keeping her in for a private correction. Yet the thought intrigued her, nagged at her, and she knew that eventually, she would have to discover what it was like to have Mr. Wilson pull down her panties and paint fiery red stripes on her pristine, pale behind.
Repeat until behavior improves.
I told Daddy I was way too grown up for a spanking, but he just laughed and said if I’m going to behave like a mischievous six-year-old brat, then he’ll treat me just like one! Ouch, my poor bottom! I guess I won’t be able to sit comfortably until Christmas!
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I found myself in a bit of a bind at school today, which means I’ve landed Saturday detention. You know how it goes—school punishments usually lead to consequences at home. I can just picture Daddy getting the "Attitude Adjuster" paddle ready for me. It’s huge, it stings, and he always insists on pulling down my panties before giving me a swat. Honestly, I wish schools still used paddles; then I’d only have to endure one spanking from the principal instead of this double whammy. Now I’m stuck with a sore behind and the thought of sitting through class on Saturday.
The sticky note, scrawled in his familiar hand, read, “Behave in California, or I’ll reacquaint your fanny with this paddle. Love, Dad.” The
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Oh, wow, Sammie! Mom sure did a number on your butt! Do you think Daddy will give you another spanking when he gets home tonight? I hate it for you, but I'm glad it's not me this time! I still wince when I think about the last hiding I got for smarting off to her.
Was that wrong? Should I have not done that? I tell you I gotta plead ignorance on this thing because if anyone had said anything to me at all when I first started here that that sort of thing was frowned upon, you know, cause I've worked in a lot of offices and I tell you people do that all the time.
Mr. Thompson said he would give us each a terrific spanking right on our bare bottoms if he ever caught us skinny-dipping again.
I know, right? I hope he catches us soon. It's not as warm in late September as it was in July!
Don't worry. Your bottom will soon be as red as your face.
I hope so!