It had been a real fun day,  myself and two of my best buddies.  It started when we heard other seniors talking about a skip day for seniors.  They said everyone is allowed one day their senior year to skip school and enjoy a day .  We decided seeing the amusemant park up the street was still open that tomorrow would be a great day to go to the park rather than sitting around in classes that after 12 years we were sick of.  In the morning we met near the school.  Jim had taken his car and we loaded up and headed for the park.  Wow, compared to week days when school was out, there was hardly anyone there.  We rode all the rides as many times as we wanted and around the time school got out we left the park and went by school.  Some of the kids asked where we were all day.  We told them we took a skip day.  They looked at us and said "are you serious?"  Skip days are planned ahead with the teachers and school officials so that you don't miss any work.  In math, the teacher got a call from the attendance office worker and asked if you were present.   The math teacher asked if anyone had seen you today so we told her no we hadn't.  Apparently they called your homes and your moms just said that you left for school on time this morning and they thought you were there. The police were  notified and they still are searching for you.  On our way home a police car pulled us over and checked our id's.  They said a missing person report had been filed on each of us.  We told him that we took our skip day that seniors are allowed every year.  Well they took us to the police station and 3 hours later the paper work was cleared up.  We were sent home and told that we were to report to the principal for school discipline in the morning,  When i got home my mom was waiting and frantic.  I told her what had happened and she told me what we did was stupid and dangerous also.  Someone could have been hurt when the police were hunting for us all day.  With that she told  to set the chair in the middle of the living room and that she would be right back to take care of the business that needed to be taken care of.  I started to complain but the look she gave me made me change my mind.  Yes, in about a minutes time she came back into the living room carryng her large black ebony hairbrush.  I probably forgot to tell you that I still am spanked at home by my mom when I do something wrong.  she came to the chair and said, "Pants and underwear down,  you know the drill."  I stammered, "Yes Ma'am," and pulled them down.  She sat down in front of me and smoothed her skirt and said, "Ok, the whole story and don't leave anything out." I wobbled a little from worry about what was going to happen and twisted my hands as i told her the story of our day.She asked me if we had had a good time and I told her it was fabulous.  We had the roller coasters all to ourselves for the whole day.  It was wonderful.  She said, "do you know how much you made me worry and also everyone else that looking for you."  I paused and thought and told her, "We were just having our senior skip day.  We didn't know that what we were doing is wrong."  "You didn't verify with anyone about how senior skip day works at all,  you just went off for a holiday for your selves. well I guess I  have got  serious lesson to teach you about knowing the rules and notifying people in responsible positions as to what you are doing when you are not where you are supposed to be.  Please step between my legs and face to the right. now lay over my right thigh.  i am going to have to leg lock you in place because this is going to be a very hard , long spanking and I don't want you getting out of position." she told me. " Please, Mom,  I know we did wrong.  we did't know it at the time but we do now.  Please" my voice trailed off as she pushed me over and then locked her left leg over mine. She adjusted me some and then  Smack, the first spank fell.  I gasped,  I didn;t remember it stinging so much,  in the next 30 seconds that brush connected my butt area at least forty times.  I was already crying and pleading with all my best whining I had learned over the years.  It did no good at all, the intensity of the spanks kept building. i was trying to wiggle and move my bottom but there was no way.  I started to cry louder and plead and beg louder.  That was answered with a new assault on the tops of my thighs where they meet my butt.  I screamed.  "Ah" she said, "now we are starting to get somewhere."  She then started harder and faster spanks covering my whole bottom.  The tears were really flowing and the fight was gone from me.  i just lay limp over her lap and cryed.  " There now ," she said. "It looks like the lesson has been taught.  Now go upstairs and get your pajamas on then come to the kitchen"  she stood up and looked at me. Iwas red faced and sobbing.  tears running down my face. She said be fore you go put the chair back,  I did and ran up stairs and fell on my bed sobbing. 

About a minute later,     Mom, called up the stairs and asked if i was coming down right now or if she needed to come up for more spanking tonight.   the jammies went on in a hurry and down i ran.  I had a sandwich she had made and we talked about the spanking I had just gotten.  I said that i had learned my lesson and that I was ready for any punishment the school would want to put on me.  i looked at my mom.  she smiled and winked at me and said, "I hope so, you may find it surprising."  With that she told me off to bed.  I again moved quickly.  I laid on my stomach and pulled the covers over me.  The heat from my bottom was over powering.  I pulled my jammies down and pushed the covers aside.  That nice cool air felt good.   Mom came in a few minutes later and rubbed some skin cream in and that felt really good.   She said that she hoped the lesson was well learned and kissed me on the back of the head and turned the light out as she left the room.  Wow that had been the spanking to end all spankings.  I closed my eyes and started to enjoy the cool air on my butt.    I hope thats the last spanking I ever get.  Then i thought what did she mean I might be surprised with the punishment i would get a school.  well, tomorrow is another day.

Embarassing First Spanking

the bell had wrung and the kids were filing out.  Ms Scanlon had left a few minutes before as I had told here that Ms Anderson wanted to ask her something in the office. Bobby and I had stayed baack because we had a trick on Ms Scanlon on our minds.  I went into my desk and got out the elmers glue all I had brought to school that morning.  after the last classmate left we quickly went to Ms Scanlons' desk, pulled back the chair, spread glue all over it and then pushed in the chair and put the glue back and we started to leave.  At the door we ran into Ms Scanlon returning, she looked at us and then the clock,  it was five minutes past dismissal and she knew that we were always the first ones out the door when the bell rang.  She said to me, "Ms Anderson was gone when I got there so I will see her in the morning.  Thank you for the message and have a good night.  She said  good by and then we went out the door and stopped to watch in the corner of the window in the door.  She pulled her chair out and sat down.  we started laughing and then decided we had better get out of there. What a great time we had all the way home all the way home trying to think what Ms Scanlon would think when she tried to get up and found that she was glued to the chair.  It was great fun , all the things we imagined might happen,  the chair falling over , her yelling for help.
       Then Bobby asked what I did with the glue bottle.  I told him I put it back in my desk and that I would throw it out tomorrow at lunch.  Suddenly his smile disappeared and a look of worry replaced it.  "You mean you left the evidence in your desk?"  "Oh crap, I think we may be in trouble, Ms Scanlon saw us leaving after everyone. We saw her sit down, and you left the bottle of glue in your desk.  It isn't going to take much to tie us to the joke." Bobby said. "Oh crap is right, well maybe she will be to upset to look in my desk and I will dump the glue first thing in the morning.  We had better plan on getting there early let me get rid of the evidence." I planned.
        They opened the doors to let students in at 7:30 AM.  There was only a few of there waiting for the doors to open.  We hurried to our home room and went in.  Ms Scanlon wasn't there yet. we didn't notice that the door connecting to the next class room was open just a little.  Bobby and I went immediately to my desk, opened the top and I reached in and took the bottle of glue out.  As soon  I had it we heard Ms Stern, the assistant principal of the high school say,  "Ok Boys, put the glue down on the desk and come with me.  Mr Jones, please put the glue in a plastic bag and bring Ms Scanlons' chair and it to the office please."  She looked at us and said "march" .We walked, I felt like a prisoner going to my execution.  Bobby was very upset also.  Other kids were coming in now watchng us walk with the assistant principal following us and the janitor with Ms Scanlons chair and a baggy with glue in it.  As we entered the office Ms Anderson said,  "Ah ha,  caught with the evidence.  I hope you two are in real trouble after what you caused Ms Scanlon yesterday afternoon. "  We were ushered into Ms Sterns office and told to sit on two chairs set against the wall facing the side of Ms Sterns desk. She told us to just sit there, do not move, think about what you did and try to figure out why in heck you would do something like that.  no talking between the two of you.  Jonesy put Ms Scanlons' chair in between us.   It was our first chance to look at it.  we noticed that most of her skirt and slip were glued in place on the seat. Oh God I moaned.  Bobby's eyes bugged out when he saw it'.  "Well, Ms Stern said,   " I see you have noticed how deeply in trouble you really are. Ms Scanlon is fine, lluckily she had to get something from her purwse and tried to get up.  realised her skirt was glued and her slip also it seemed.  she managed to unzip it and climb out of it thanks to the fact that her panty hose had not gotten stuck yet.
She called me on the school phone and i brought her a smock from the art room.. She told me of how you two were late leaving the room and that she noticed you spying through the door window until she was seated. she looked again and you were gone so she started to do some work when she felt her leg getting wet.  when she couldn't get up she unzipped her skirt and escaped her clothes and when i came told me the whole story.  i looked for and found the glue in your desk Tommy, and I am sure both of you plotted to do this as some kind of sick joke.  Ms Scanlon was so upset I told her to take her time coming in today and that i was going to look into a proper punishment for you two.  Throwing you out of school immediately crossed my mind but Ms Scanlon said that you are both supposed to graduate next month and that although she was really angry  she felt that that would be too harsh.  upon reading our school disciplinary guide I have found what seems to be a very appropriate punishment and when "Ms Scanlon arrives we shall all discuss it.  One last question and then you can think about how you will face Ms  Scanlon after pulling such a stupid and dangerous trick on her. Are you both 18 years of age?"  We both nodded the affirmative.  " good, Ms Stern said, that will fact a lot of the red tape."
          We stared at the chair,  we looked at each other,  we both were very sorry looking and also very upset that we had screwed up and got caught.  Actually I think that getting caught was the biggest reason that we were sorry.
       Then we heard Ms Scanlon through the door.,   She knocked and Ms Stern asked her to come in.  Ms Scanlon came in, Looked at us, and she said, "What in the world ever gave you that idea.  I had always tried to be helpful to you two and this was how you payed me back.  Its a wonder I wasn't still stuck to the chair this morning.  a few more minutes and my legs would have been glued solid.   I want a reason and I want it now."
          we both just hung our heads and said nothing...,"I wish I could knock some sense into you two.  here you are about to go out into the world and you pull a dumb and dangerous trick like this.  Look at me when I talk to you,"
           I was so ashamed i had a hard time looking at her.  Bobby looked at her and told her it was all my fault.  I came out of my chair to get him when he recanted that.  "It was both of our ideas,  we didn't think about it,  we read it in a book and it sounded like it could be a funny gag.  we just didn't think it through."  I jumped in with, "Oh Ms Scanlon. Please. we were stupid kids when we did that ,  not even thinking of how it would effect you.  we are so sorry."  She looked at Ms Stern and said that at least it is sounding a little sincere.  what did you find out?
           Well there is still a corporal punishment available for cases where someone tries to attack or hurt a teacher'  I looked at Bobby and his mouth dropped completely open. "that's against the law he stated,"  Ms Stern said  so is gluing a teacher to her chair,  that is assault and battery and it fits into the attack on a teacher catagory of this rule.  Bobby just shut his mouth and  hung his head again.  "Corporal Punishment?"  Ms Scanlon said, ' it seems a little extreme."  The rule calls for spanking with a hairbrush in the principal or assistant principal office with a witness or witnesses to be sure that nothing more than a spanking occurs.. Now i was upset,  "Spanking,  I have never been spanked in my entire life.  what do you think we are ,  10 years old."   "You certainly acted like a ten year old pulling such a dangerous and stupid joke,. I think that the punishment will fit the crime. " Ms Stern said.  Ms Scanlon also agreed saying that  A good spanking is far more acceptable to than expulsion and having to repeat the year next year.
            Now she turned and adresssed Bobby and I and said, You are both adults now so you will have to agree to this discipline.  if you do not you will be expelled for the remainder of this year and have to repeat the year again next year and if trhat happens you will have to sign this agreement to return then.   i will give you 5 minutes to make up your mind while I have Ms Sanderson type up the agreement for you to sign.  once signed we will go about our day as usual and will meet here at 2:30 pm  for your discipline session. if either of you refuse this you will both be expelled and next year you will have to agree to this stipulation.  if you do agree the stipulation will be active to the end of school and any infractions shall be taken care of in my office..,  you have 5 minutes to make up your minds." Ms Scanlon and Ms Stern left with the rule she had written down. they left the door open.l  what,  really, ok i will tyhpe it and stipulate they will go by the rule for the rest of the years. 
          Bobby and I looked at each other.  I was upset,  I said I have never been spanked before.  He said  that he had been up until he was 16.  he also said that he was not happy about it but that getting spanked was better than being expelled and repeating the year again.   I asked what being spanked was like.  He said its embarrassingmn  it hurts and stings to high heavens but its over in a few minutes rather than another whole year.  he also smiled and said that being over either of their laps would be a turn onbut not to dwell on that or you might get aroused when they prepare you... Prepare me.  Oh yes.  a good spanking is always on the bare bottom so they will have you lower your pants and underwear for it i am sure.  well i was about to hide in a crack in the floor at that point.  I also had never been seen naked by a member of the opposite sex since my mom stopped bathing me at about 5 years old.  this was disturbing, but it did soulnd awful but better than another year of school..  They came back in and ms stern said, "What will it be, expulsion or spanking?" we both hung our heads and said spanking..., " Good choice" Ms Scanlon said.  Ms Stern said that we were to print our names in the blank spot and sign and date the bottom  also initial a clause that said that we understood what this form said and what would happen because of it.  Ok, this afternoon at closing be here at my office for your spankings.  she brought the form back to Ms Anderson who would put them in our files. Ms Scanlon looked at her and said that she hoped that Ms Stern would be giving the spankings today.  Ms Stern smiled and said that yes she would,  she added that it had been a while since she had given a good spanking but that she still remembered how.  that was what we heard as we were leaving the office.  Also the volunter staff of the office who were  from our class also heard.  our ears and cheeks were pink as we walked out by the desks they were working at.  this is a pause or maybe the end of part one. will continue,  thinking about adding another fake as well.

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that was a good hairbrush spanking!

I was off on a sight seeing trip after graduating college and taking the summer off before starting the great job hunt.  I had been invited by my Aunt Susan to come spend a few days with her in one of the big east coast cities so and she had some theater tickets and a great graduation dinner planned at a restaurant that i like when ever i visited her.  She picked me up at the train station and drove us to her apartment.  she said that this was going to be a nice week end like the times that she used to take care of me when my folks went away on vacations or business trips.. she had never married but always said that she was married to her job and didn't have time to take care of a man. She had taken some time off so we could have a full weekend together to celebrate my graduation.
        That night we had a nice supper, except for the brussel sprouts, but she served me a sma;l; portion on my plate and said eat up.  all good home prepared natural food will give you strength for the week end I have planned for us.  I told her that she must have forgotten that i really don;t like brussel sprouts.  Oh, she said,  i guess I forgot about that.  well eat them any ways as they are very good for you. as the end of the first course ended my sprouts were still on my plate.  she looked at them and then at me,  don;t tell me you are getting strong willed again like you used to as a kid when you were here.  i hope we don;t have to have a discussion about how being strong willed is good sometimes but not when having dinner after some one has gone out of there way to prepare such a nice well balanced meal.  then she smiled and motioned that I should eat them and she started to clear the table.  Yes I remembered those discussions.  they usually were carried out with me bare bottom up, across her knee, while she smacked my bottom with a wooden spoon that she never used for cooking because it was just too big to stir a pot with.  I was sure that she had only bought that to spank me with as she said that spanking me with her hand always hurt her hand as much as my bottom hurt and that was not the was spankings were meant to be.  I quickly took a big breath and ate the sprouts without breathing.  when she came back i said, there auntie, i ate my sprouts as you wanted.  she smiled and told me what a good boy I was.  i took my plates to the kitchen as she put whipped cream on the pie that had been covered on the table.  i came in just as she was cutting me a big pieie.  oh boy, i said, Chocolate cream pie,  you remembered my favorite dessert.  yes she said, i thought you would like it.  .like it, i love it i said.  after we had put the food away and cleaned up the dishes we went into the living room to discuss the weekend ahead of us.
       Aunt Susan had always been my favorite aunt.  she was only 10 years older than me and  and we had had fun when she baby sat or came by to visit.  she like to play the popular board games and it was a blast.  one time when mom went out while she was visiting she told her that I had been having a hard day and that if i acted up at all she had permission to put me over her knee and spank my bare bottom good and hard.  I had blushed and looked at her.  she smiled and winked and said to me you better behave.  I have always wanted to spank a boy and now i got permission to do it , so behave so i don't have too. well, i was not having a good day for in the next 2 hours while mom was away found myself over her lap getting spanked 3 times.  when mom came home  i begged her not to tell mom.  just say that everything was great.  mom came in.  I saw Auntie smile and i immediately yelled,  don't listen to her, she;s lieing.  my mom looked at me and said she hasn't said anything.  Susan what happened.  She said that i misbehaved and that she had had to give me a spanking to get my attention back.  Well if Susan had to spank you i will also.  come here.  she sat down, auntie sat down at the table across from where mom had set the chair;   she pulled down my pants and underpants and really spanked me hard and long.  i was crying and kicking when mom stopped.  she told Auntie to hand here the small cutting board on the counter.  she did and the next thing i knew i was being paddled for the first time in my life.  hand spankings had always been the rule and they hurt a lot.  this cutting board paddle felt like she was heating my but with a flat iron;  I creamed and begged,  i asked Auntie to please make her stop.  she did stop a few minutes later. mom stood me up and told me to apologize for  making her spank me and then told me to kiss her goodnight and mom also and go to the bedroom and get into my pajamas as i was through getting into trouble for the day.  As i was leaving the kitchen i heard Auntie say, that that was the first real spanking that she had seen since gramma spanked their brother with a hairbrush when he was about 17 years old.  they both chuckled and said it sure put him in his place to have both of us watch him get it.. at that point I knew that all they would talk about would be me getting spanked so i hid out in my room and when mom came to tell me supper was ready i had fallen asleep.  later Auntie came in with a sandwich mom had made and asked her to bring to me. she gave me the sandwich and she said that she was sorry she had told mom that she had spanked me.. i thanked her and said it would have been far worse if you had said that you had spanked me three times although i didn't see how anything could have bee worse than that bread board spanking.  She said that from now on when she had to spank me it would be just between she and I and that she would not tell mom.  usually after that when Auntie was in charge i would get a spanking sometime. when mom would ask how things went she would say everything was fine.
        when she moved to the big city i didn;t get to see her as often but a couple of times a year she would have me come spend a weekend.  her spankings were hard but usually with her hand and i would act that it hurt a lot more than it did.  one time though i broke her favorite vase throwing pillows for something to do.  when she came in the door i was i didn;t great her with did you find what you were looking for, or did you have a good time.  instead i looked sad and got her kitchen chair and pulled it out and turned it around.  un did my pants and under shorts and pushed them down to my ankles.  she looked at me and started to laugh., then she saw the vase and pillow on the floor where they fell,  oh boy are you in for it now.  stay right there mister.  she went to the kitchen drawers. took out spoons and smacked her thigh, said nope, then she went to where the decorative wood spoon and fork were on the wall.  took the spoon and said,  yup that will do it..  She said as she sat and smoothed her skirt, at least you didn't lie  or try to hide what you did, but you have been spanked before for throwing pillows and balls in the house before.  this is going to be a spanking to remember.  so keep still as this spoon is big and i wouldn't want to hit a kidney or something.  well i did my best but that spoon hurt so much and she spanked for what seemed an hour (actually it was about five minutes by the clock) when she let me up she said to go to the corner by the door and think about why i had been spanked,  i will question you to see if you have learned anything in about 15 minutes.  if it has taught you a lesson then it will be forgiven and the slate cleaned.  if not , you will probably get more spanking so think hard about how your future behavior is going to be like. when she asked me to come to her i went, still pants down and stood in front of her.  she had the spoon in her hand and she asked what i had learned.  i told her that throwing things in the apartment is not allowed, that i will never do it again. i talked about improving my total behavior and she smiled.  ok, she said that she thought i learned my lesson.  stood up and gave me a long hug and warned that i had better keep those as promises because she would spank longer and harder if i ever did it again.  i coudln't believe i said than you.  she told me to pull up my pants and that she would start dinner.  that was a weekend to remember,
       getting back to present time. we went into the living room, she sat at the end of the couch and i sat in an arm chair facing her.  i noiced how young she still ollked and watched as she crossed her legs.  that coused her to look at me and say.  why are yo looking at my lap.  well i was embarrassed and i blurted out that i was remembering how you used to put me over your lap and spank me.  then i chuckled and said.  you were a real easy spankier and i could act to make you stop quickly.  i sudden y saw her look become stern.  well as you are going to be here for a few days maybe i will correct that and spank you good an hard.  i think you remember the spoon spanking i gave you.  i had to admit that I did and that that ahad been a real hard spanking. and the other times i used the spoon,  sometimes i said they were more real than oh-thers.  well she said. i got a present from gramma just last week.  she got up and wlaked to the kitchen draw where she kept odd and ends.  she reached in and took out this large black hair brush.  whe said that gramma gave it to me and said it was a family heirloom.  i told her i remembered when she spanked mybrother with it.  whe said that yes it was the one and that i should give it to you to give to your mom. so you think i am not a good spanker, and you were willful at dinner tonight so i guess i am going to show you how a good old fashioned hair brush spanking is done. I told her i was just kidding.  that she always gave me spankings that i remembered.  she looked and i cluld see the steam rising from her neck. she walked to the kitchen, picked up a Kitchen chair, turned it and set down, smoothed her skirt. and pointed at her lap and said get over here,  Pants and underwear down she then placed mw over her knees.  she spanked about 40 fast hand spanks ...wow,  i didn;t remember her spanking that hard with her hand.  then she had me stand, told me to stand in front of here. pulled her skirt up to the top of her thighs, told me to step in beteween her thighs and lay over hir left thigh.  i di, she clamped her right leg over my legs and held me firmly in place.  now let me have your hands up on your back.  etend your thumbs.   i did,  she gripped them in her left hand and wrested her arm along my back over my sholder.  it was like  handcuffs,  i couldn't move my hands if i needed too.  she said.  please feel free to beg all you want, i am not going to stop until your butt is black and blue and red with white blisters.  then she started. slow at first,  each spank searing the dkin all the way down to the bone.  after a few minutes she increased the tempo.  i was howling like an old blood hound.  begging  crying. but to no avail.  finally she started full arm swings as fast as she could.  i was beyond pain;;  my eyes were closed tight..  i was sobbing like a three year old. i couldn;t move at all.  i noticed she had stopped.  i opened my teary eyes and looked over my sholder at her.  are you paying attention now?  yes Auntie I stammered.  Do you still think I am a lousy spanker.  no Auntie a I said. ok, fifty more and i will let you up. then it started again 50 hard fast smacks  the tear fell freely and i gasped.  it had stopped.  she un clenched my hands and my legs. swun her leg back so i could move my legw.  ok, carefully try to get up/  I couldn;t do it.  Ok, she pused me gently off her lap and ontot he floor.  i lay there for a bit as she looked down at me..Wow,m she smiled at me,  youlook just like my brother after mymom spanked him with this brush.  she o=got up and said ok let me helop you up.  it was a struggle but i made it.  she told me to give her a hug and to say i was sorry for being stron willed at dinner. she said down;t rub now as i am ging to get some lotion to put on your bottom.  go stand in the con-rner and i will be right back.  i hobble over with pants and wnderware still around my ankles.  i a minute she was back.  she moved the chair over and told me to get over her lap agianl.. i started crying and told her PLease Auntie,  I have had more than enough.  she said it was to rub in the lotion. oh,  i crawled back over her lap..  she gently rubbed n the liotion , if-t felt good but the burning did not even start to go away.  she had me stand in the connor again and when a half hour was over she called me to her again. she was seated on the straight back chair and had that hair brush in her hand again.  NO please.  no more.  she said that she was just going to question  me to see if the lesson was learned.  i hobbled over.  she asked me if i was going to be strong willed especially after someone had gone to the trouble of cooking a nutritious meal.  i said, no auntie , never again , that's good she said,  is your auntie and easy spanker who just lets you off because you act like it hurts.  no auntie.  i will never say that again.  she stood. pulled down her skirt, walked to the drawer and put the hairbrush away, came up and hugged me tight and said   now you know what a real hairbrush spanking is like.  i agreed and hugged back.  she told me to go get my pajamas on and that we can watch some tv together as a couple of our favorite quiz shows were coming on.   when i came back in with my pajama on she had changed and was in a bathrobe that clung very nicely to her on the couch.  i couldln't help but notice how nice her lap looked when she was sort of half layin or half sitting.  she noticed.  she said i guess you will still want to be spanked over my knee in the future as well.  I blushed and said,  Yes Auntie i am sure I will.  but please only use the hairbrush for extreme conditions.  she said,  we will see,  we will see.
 

straight home after work

You had been getting in trouble with your bride again.  The past few nights you had listened to your buddies from work, saying that you were "whipped"
and always just did what ever your wife said.  You had acted brave and told them  that you were your own man and that you do whatever you want to do, and that this evening you were in the mood to go to the local pub for a couple of large beers.  They all slapped you on the back and told you that's the way it should be.  So right after work as you were hurrying to punch out at the time clock so you could quickly sneak out and be gone by the time they got there, you heard Jim say,  "hey Tom, hold up for a second,  I know you are in a hurry to get to the bar but the others are coming right along.  we can all walk down together."  You smiled outwardly but inside you were cringing in fear.  You bride had warned you after two nights of coming home smelling of beer, that if you did it again she would have to start your behavior modification program that she and you marriage counselor had started when your marriage was in jepordy from drinking so much and that led to other problems.  Your mom had been called in also and she had told them that she had kept you in line right up until you left home to get married.  She had said that she was going to give your bride her hair brush but you had begged her to let you show how good a husband you could be.  Well it lasted for almost 3 months until the guys started ribbing you about being owned by your wife so you started going out drinking and carousing with them.  the marriage counselor, your bride and your mom had met and decided that seeing spankings had worked so well , that they should meet with you and start the program. it had been very embarrassing going naked from lap to lap as they drove home their point about how you need to behave and listen to your wife if your marriage is to survive.  your wife started giving you twice weekly spankings and then cut down to one a week after a month and then had said that you were doing so well that she was, at least temporarily ending your spankings except on a needed basis..  In other words you would get spanked when you needed it.  Now for two nights after going out with the boys you had been spanked each night and when you went to work today she had said that if you didn't come straight home she would call a three way spanking for you next night  after she had taken you for a real long hard lesson tonight.....
    Well that had led up to the predicament that you now found yourself in.,  As you as quietly as possible let yourself into the apartment and tip toed across the living room to the bed room.  Peaked in and immediately  you started begging for forgiveness.  Pleading that it wasn't your fault, the boys at work had embarrassed you so bad that you had to go with them.  "Please Honey, give me another chance.  I know I did wrong and I swear I will never do it again.  i know you are mad at me ,but i am so sore from the other 2 nights spnkings you gave me....please show a little pity for me and let me off tonight.  I REALLY,  REALLY, have learned my lesson,  I was so upset tonight knowing i was forced to go with the guys, I didn't even enjoy my beers.  All I could think about was that I was really going to catch it tonight when I came in."  All the time he was pleading she was listening quietly while tapping her palm with the horrible ebony hair brush that your mom had given her after the marriage counselor meeting.
        After a few minutes of letting you squirm and look at her, she just turned her back on you and walked to the night table.  She removed the chair and brought it beside the bed where you were standing.  She looked at you and said, " You are so pathetic. Now listen to me Thomas, (I cringed more as I only am called Thomas before a really severe spanking is in the making) I have called our marriage counselor and you mom and we are going to go for a meeting and group spanking tomorrow night. As of right now your corrective, preventative spankings are back on for 3 a week now,,,UH, uh, do not say anything, right now you had better be taking off you clothes because when I am ready you will be very sorry that you think the boys words can embarrass you into doing things that you know you are not allowed to do.  If you are not naked by the time I sit down to spank you, I will invite the boys and their wives to tomorrow nights incentive meeting with the marriage counselor.  Maybe their wives will appreciate that and learn how to control the boys.  I am starting to sit down, you better hurry."
      Just as she was almost seated I tore my socks and underpants off of my legs and as she settled I settled across her lap, bottom high, my penis hanging between her slightly spread thighs so there would be no rubbing of erotic areas. I felt her grip my waist hard and she said. "Do not cover your bottom with your hands.  You will grab the chair rungs and hold still as possible. this will be a very, long hard lesson. After your so called excuses as to why you went with the guys again, knowing full well what was going to happen,  You probably should have just kept quiet and just said,  ""I am sorry honey and I am ready for my punishment."" and I may have lightened up a little but now I will try to spank even harder as my vocal warnings obviously do not work."

          I felt her shift slightly and then that brush landed with the first whack.  I yelped and gripped the rails of the chair harder.  Then the spanking really took off.  My bottom was blazing and I was crying after just a few spanks.  She was really letting me have it as I had never seen her as angry as she was when this spanking started.  After a while she started to lay off a little. I was sobbing and not moving at all.  She added some extra hard spanks to my upper thighs and i suddenly came back to life and started pleading again. finally she stopped.  She had to help me off of her lap.  I stood by the chair, waiting for her to say ok you can rub some now. finally she did and then she giggled.  "You very much deserved this very hard spanking that you got and you had better remember it well.  If you ever tell me that you did something because you were embarrassed to tell you friend that your wife wanted you home tonight you will get the same or worse again.  Ok, now lie down on the bed as I am going to rub some cream into your bottom because tomorrow night you will be getting spanked by your mom, Ms Snierson and myself.  I am smiling because looking at you now, I can see that naughty little boy that was let off his moms' lap after a long taste of this hair brush.  You actually look very cute with you bottom bright red and your face all red with tear streaks."  I started to say something but  managed to stop myself.  My bride looked at me and said, See, you are learning already.
       I climbed on the bed and she gently rubbed in some lotion.  She asked if I would like the covers pulled up and I said, "No the cool air feels good and cool on my burning bottom.  She said that she would come in and check on me in a little while and that I was to stay in bed unless I had to go to the bath room.. She stood at the door waiting,  I quickly added, "Thank you dear, for caring enough to discipline me when I need it." 
She turned off the light and threw me a kiss. and closed the door.


This is a fake art that I produced from pictures taken from the web.  I have over painted the persons in it as it is an art work and not an actual drawing.  I hope you like it.

fantasy realized

it was a usual sunday.  late morning church and then home.  when we got home my bride told me that i had a spanking coming and to go get her chair and her hair brush and bring them into the living room.  well I must admit that i was not surprised because sunday after church was when I usually received my weekly maintinance spanking.  today though something else was going on because my bride was a little nervous and kept looking out the window while i was preparing the area with her chair and brush.  shortly i saw her smile out the window and then she came to the chair and sat down.  that was the signal for me to take my pants and under drawers down, which i did showing my usual concern that i hoped that my weekly demerits would not cause a long and painful spanking today.  She looked at me and smiled as i stood in front of her,  She said that i had mentioned many times that i would like to be spanked in front of another woman and that i would also like it if she spanked me also.  i crinkled my brow and i said that yes, i had told her that many times.  that it had been a fantasy that i had had sense my mom had spanked me in front of some
girl class mate when i was seven years old and that the memory of them watching me kick and cry while my mom spanked my bare bottom in front of them had always stayed as the moment that i had become a spankee and liked to be spanked although not particularly by my mom.  As i was remembering i was becoming aroused and my bride pointed it out to me and said that would mean another spanking at bedtime.  I liked that as that usually meant hot sex play afterwards.  Just then there was a knockon the door.  My wife stood up and told me to stay there just as I was.
        She walked to the door and opened it.  Oh good, she said,  come on in i was just about to get started.  i was craning my neck to see who she was talking to with out moving from the spot she had left me in.  she returned and she had two young ladies and the older woman i recognized as the preachers wife from church.  My bride asked if i remembers mrs jones the preachers wife and i said that i did.  I was blushing so red i could feel the heat radiating from my face not to mention my arousal which was so hard it was trying to bend over backwards.  i was wanting to cover my self but i knew that it would just lead to more spanking and where she had that big mean eboney brush i was already sure it was going to be a hard time this afternoon.  Mrs jones looked at me and said that i was obviously a very naughty boy and that a good hard spanking would help me to behave myself in the future.  she introduced me to the two younger ladies as becky and jennifer.  she said that they were newly weds in the church and that they were having problems with their new husbands so my wife and mrs jones had been meeting with them.  my wife had told them that when i needed a spanking she gave it to me with her hair brush and that i usually was a model husband.  she also explained about  sunday after church mantinance spankings so that i would remember to behave my self during the week.  Becky and jennifer were looking at me with sort of a smirk on there faces and i thought that they were going to just break out laughing at me.  this made me blush even more and my arousal was so hard it was starting to hurt me.  my wife said that she would get some cold water for them and then we can get started.  We i said.  Yes, it looks like you are going to get yor fantasy spanking by more women than just me.  I will demonstrate how to spank you nad then jennifer will spank you after you compse your self again.,  then
becky will take a turn also.  if Mrs Jones decides you still need more she will also spank you.  I can assure you that she is very good at turning a naughty boy or girl over as she spanked me many times as i was growing up.  ok lady's, you can take a seat and tom you come get over my lap now... I will start with ten hard smacks civerubg the entire bottom on both sides. Smack, Smack, Smack, ow i said. smack, smack.  each time now i was giving an ow response. then smack, smack, smack, smack smack.  i was breathless from oh and owing, my bride told me to stand an face the ladies.  I did and they noticed that my arousal had gone away.  Nothing like a good hair brush to get a naughty boys attention away from arousal to the discipline at hand. ok back over.  she then told the lady;'s that i had had one cycle, she called it.  ten hard smack covering both buttocks cheeks from top to bottom, now she said she would get serious and apply 5 more cycles or 50 hard spanks without a pause.  she did and i put on quite a show of kicking my legs. pleading with her to stop and tryng to move my bottom so she couldn't hit it..  it didn;t work. after 5 cycles i was having real tears coming down my cheeks and i was out of breath from pleading and crying.  normally i would smack another 5 cycles but i will let him off today as he has been pretty good all week.  i will just color his thighs some and then we will take a short break while he composes himself.  with that she lifted the brush and gave me 20 hard macks from about half way down my thighs to the spot where the bottom and thighs meet.  i was begging that i had enough when she had me stand and she went to get a glass of water for herself. the other girls got up and walked over to look at my bottom.  wow said jennifer.  does she spank you this hard every week.  I said she usually spanks for a lot longer but apparently as i am to get at least 3 spankings  she has cut back the amount of smacks.. My bride came in and she started shaking her finger at me and listed my misdeeds of the week.  thankfully there were not many. i rubbed my bottom for a bit and she asked if i was ready to continue.
I thought about what would happen if i said no and said that yes i was ready.
        My bride invited jennifer to take a seat and she reached into her handbag and took out a slightly smaller eboney hair brush and said that she had brought her own and would like to try it out.. My bride said sure,k especially if it is the one you will use on your husband, you should get some practice with it. i watched jennifer approach.  she was very cute and had a very nice figure,  the tight blue skirt hugged her thighs and bottom when she walked.  i felt myself starting to get aroused but she quickly sat and said for me to get over.  thank goodness. she said that she would do a cycle and then stop for opinions.  man, for a young lady she could realy apply that brush.  i was begging after 10 swats.  the others told her she was doing very well and that she should go with another 6 cycles and then 20 too the thighs as well.  she did,  i screamed and begged,  cried big crocodile tears but she did not stop until she had completed the number of swats she had promised.  she let me up and then she stood in front of me and she shook her finger at me as she said that any time that my bride thought that i needed more spanking, she could call her and she would come to help out, now get control of yourself so i stood there rubbing my bottom and wiping my face.  i was watching becky who was now chatting with my wife and jennifer.  jennifer seemed to be explaining how much pressure to put on my back to hold me in place when the spanks were coming hot and heavy and i was kicking and trying to squirm off of her lap.  after about 15 minutes becky walked up to me.l  looked at my bottom and said softly.  you poor naughty boy.  you think you have been spanked so far but you are about to get spanked my me.  come to the chair.  as she walked by the arm chair she picked up my wifes hair brush and lightly slapped her thigh as she approached the chair.  she told my wife that she was going to have to find one of these brushes.  she sat, smoothed out her dress on her lap and had me get across her lap.  she followed the same routine as jennifer.  again i was impressed at how hard she could spank.  she looked so young and innocent but she was an  expert with the brush and she showed she knew how and could really spank a full grown man.  at the end she also gave 20 hard to the thighs.  when she told me to get up she had to help me.  I was exhausted.  getting spanked by all three of them had really worn me out.,  my bottom had blisters on the blisters and my bottom and thighs burned.  i  was told to go stand in the corner.  Mrs Jones stopped me and examined my bottom.  she said that she was going to come by on wednesday night to give me her part of the spanking as she though i had had enough for today.  my wife smiled and said he is still going to get a bedtime spanking tonight  as have already promised him and he would not want me to break my promise.  i sobbed,  no dear.  well ladies, do what i told you this week and get evidence of there misbehavior and we will hold our first church ladies behavior modification meeting next sunday night at the church rectory.  Please bring your favorite hairbrush.  after a short while they thanked my bride and left.
        She turned to me and said well now was that everything you were hoping for? I said, right now i just want to lay down for a while. but yes i did enjoy it and tomorrow after the spankings have started to lose there heat, then i will be able to say if it was all I hoped for,  well i hope it was as you've got to see me and mrs jones wednesday night and that is a real task.  oh oh i thought



this is a fake art made by tommyspt.  it is parts of 8 differant pictures which have been cut and pasted and then overpainted to illustrate the story written above.  I hope you enjoyed it.  feel free to comment.. i will correct spelling and punctuation in the morning. to tired tonight.

caught again

10th high school reunion, Miss C

wow,  I couldn't believe it.  I had been out of high school 10 years already,  I had gone to college, got a degree after a short stint in the army for my country.  things were going real well so I was looking forward to seeing some of my old friends and find out how things were going with them.  I should probably say that the was 1972.  lYes I am oplder than most of the readers of this blog and that I had gone to school in a time when corporal punishment was still a choice you could make for discipline, at least when i was in junior high school.  grades 7 through 9,  I should also state that i was a confirmed spankee and was not unfamiliar with the sting of a hairbrush.  any how i tend to get either ahead or reminicent about the story is am writing.
       I had read the list of folks that were going to be there and saw many friends listed.  I was real happy and kept reading about the guests that were going to be there.  the high school principal and some of the teachers and i was very surprised that the jr high principal and Miss C were going to be there also  well about a third of the kids I graduated with had all gone to the same jr high that i did.  Seeing Miss C listed immediately brought back some very warm bottom memories to me.  She was the music teacher and assistant principal at the junior high.  She supervised the detention room after school and always offered either lines or a paddeling or spanking,  She sat at a desk in front of about 12 desk seats the students used in classes. she  had a collection of large books on the front of her desk and a large file cabinet beside her desk.  I can remember plain as day a blackboard that had a  long three line sentence that she had everyone print neatly 150 times for lines.  If you choose lines you were going to be there for at least two hours to complete the lines and if they were messy or misspelled she would see you again the next after school day...
     MIss C was tall, attractive and a very pleasant lady and also a very good teacher.  I learned alot about music in her class and also got to know her lap and spanking technique very well also.  she would call your name when detention started and ask you to choose one of the three punishments.  I always chose a spanking.  she gave a pen and paper to those that chose lines.  then would call the person to be paddled to come to stand behind the file cabinet.  paddeling  had two choices. 4 bare or 6 over clothes.  usually the miscreant would drop there pants and shorts and then mend over the back of Miss C's chair.  people in front of the desk could only see the top half of the spankee but could see and hear the paddle swing and the spankees reaction to it.  how anyone could concentrate on writing lines was beyond me.  when i was called to be spanked i would go stand behind the file cabinet and drop my pants and undershorts.  she would then push her chair back and smooth her skirt over her lap.  She would then open her drawer and take out her large hairbrush that she kept in the drawer.  most spankees just got a hand spanking but where i had smiled thru my tears at her after my first spanking from her she decided that when i was to be spanked i need  harder and more severe spanking to be gotten through too.  She then would signal me to get across her lap and then she would spank me pretty severely and i yelled and wiggled and eventually even broke down and cryed.  when she finished she would keep me across her lap while i started to compose myself and then help me up behind the file cabinett.  she would then give me some tissues  to wipe away the tears and then she would say.  ok now get out of here and see if you can behave so i don;t have to spank you agian for some time.  it seemed i was there about once a month.
         At the reunion i was having a great time.  old friends and storys to tell.   I kept looking over at Miss C.  She still looked real good,  tall and firm and i noticed that she still had a very nice, comfortable looking lap.  She saw me looking at her and beckoned me to come over.  I got extremely nervous but i went and stood in front of her and told her how nice it was to see her again.  i was surprised when she asked me if i still enjpyed being spanked.  i stuttered and blushed a real dark shade of red to which she said that she knew every time that she had spanked me that i had enjpyed it eventhough it hurt..  she said that thru the years she had many boys and some girls that used to get in trouble hust to get spanked by her.  I stammered that yes I was one of those boys and that i really missed the spankings that she gave me.  she told me that if i wanted she would give me her hotel room and i could come for some discipline and and a chat the next night.

I went, i was spanked by her so hard i thought the people in the room next to her were going to complain.  she answered a knock and i had to stand up and wait while she told the neighbor at the door that she was giving a spanking to a student who had about 14 years of spankings to make up for.  the woman peeked in.  saw me standing there next to the chair and said  that she should carry on but please don;t go beyond mid night.  any how she finished my spanking.  we had a lovely chat and i headed home happy and very warm bottomed.

supervisor will participate

"Well Thomas, this is the third after work discipline session that I will have given you.  You still are making the same stupid mistakes on programming the check writing printer and today every check was printed with the wrong date.  Don't you even look at the calendar when you are setting these up.  Now every check that was written today will have to be reprinted and you and Ruth will have to stay and do it.  If you weren't the son of my only sister I would have fired you after the first time, but I told your mom that I would handle your discipline problems like i used to when you got out of hand and your mom sent you to see me," Aunt Clara said very sternly.  "You will get the chair I use when disciplining you from the table and bring it over in front of my desk,  then remove your clothing and stand by it." she said.
     "Ruth, You are his supervisor and you know that at times I have called tom into my office to chat about problems that you have reported to me.  I have decided that my attention to correct his problem of not concentrating on the task at hand is not working.  As his failures show that you are not strict enough with him, I have decided that you shall have to discipline him also.  I have asked you before about how you felt about corporal discipline and you said that it has a purpose when reasoning does not do the trick and that you had used spanking with your son as he was growing up... Well Tom is in need of discipline and I have reasoned with him until I am blue in the face.  When he was younger, he spent alot of time over my knee learning right from wrong.  When he got out of school he went from job to job always getting fired for not concentrating on his work so that his mom asked me to take him on and straighten him out.  Well this is the third time this month that i have called him in for a spanking so I have decided that I must not be giving him enough of a spanking so I am going to start having you spank him also.  I assume that you will agree to this." Aunt Clara said.
     Ruth had been watching me get the chair and place it in front of her and the desk as Aunt Clara had requested.  She then watched while I took off all of my clothes and blushingly stood before her.  Aunt Clara then opened a drawer in her desk and reached in and took out her favorite heavy wooden hairbrush.  She walked around the desk and sat gracefully on the chair I had brought around.  'I will start his punishment with a good application of 50 slow, hard spanks.  At that point we will change places and I will watch you spank him until I feel he is ready for me to finish him up." Aunt Clara said.  Aunt Clara smothed down her skirt and told me to get into position.  Rose took a few steps back and sat on the edge of the desk to watch the proceedings.  Rose said,  "I see that he is not aroused,  when I spank my son he is always pointing right at me before going across my lap.  Of couse a couple of smacks with my brush, he has his mind on other things than arousal." Aunt Clara said, "Tom knows that when he is going to be spanked by me there is no reason at all for him to be aroused.  the business end of my brush has him in too much fear to be thinking arousal thoughts."  I gently laid myself across her lap with my backside up high the way she likes it.  I placed my right hand up on my back and extended my thumb so Aunt Clara could grip my thumb and hold me firmly in place.  I then felt her move slightly and smack.  WOW did that hurt.  no matter how prepared you are to be spanked that first hairbrush smack is a real eye opener., She then started smacking me about every 5 seconds, letting each on sink in and using the brush so that each smack just overlapped the proceeding one.  by ten I was wiggling around  and OWING with every smack.  i was careful not to fall of her lap and get out of position.  I had done that a few times when I was a kid and that had gotten me a bedtime spanking as well and another spanking after supper the next night.finally after 50 very hard spanks I was allowed up.  "Well" Rose said, with a little smile on her lips,  "it looks like it is my turn now.  I had thought that there were spankings going on hin Clara's office 'cause every now and then a yeow or an ouch would make it under the door.  Who knew that I would be sitting down on  chair in her office getting ready to spank such a big and deserving young man.  Please come and get across my lap so I can teach you a lesson about paying attention and concentrating."  As she was talking she smoothed down her skirt and patted my aunts hairbush against her thigh.  I got into position the same as I did with my aunt.  She also grabbed my thumb and the spanking started almost immediately. 
Wow, who would have thought that such a nice quiet supervisor would be such a harsh and hard spanker.  I was begging within a few smacks and promising to concentrate more and be more carful.  She spanked hard and fast , a smack every second or so with no stops to scold or anything.  After about 4 minutes I was just laying limp across her lap and sobbing away.  My aunt said that she was very impressed.  I guess i picked the right supervisor to help Tom correct his ways.  She had to help me get off of her lap and then as I stood in front of her, she lit into me about how this was just a sample spanking that she had given me.  If I didn't improve she would bring in her favorite clothes brush from home to use on me.  I sobbed and said that I was very sorry and would try hard to improve.  Meanwhile Rose got up from the chair and my aunt sat down again.  She again smoothed her skirt and then pulled it up so I was looking at her stocking covered thighs.    I started to beg, " Please no more.  I am so sore now, I can't take any more."  She said, " you can and you will."   She spread her thighs and move me in between then forced me over her left thigh while she swung her right leg over my legs to hold me in place.  She told me to present my hands.  I brought both hands up on my back with thumbs extended.  She gripped the thumbs. and she spanked harder than I had ever been spanked by her.  Fast spanks covered my cheeks and upper thighs.  I screamed, tried to kick but couldn't.   Finally I just lay limp over her thigh and  she stopped.  She gave the brush to Rose and had her put it on the desk but told her to leave it out and use it as she  had just done if I gave her any trouble at all while redoing the checks   Rose smiled at me and said that from now on there would be no more trouble from me or she would personally take care of it and report to Aunt Clara for another double session..  I finally got up and stood crying before both of them.  Ruth told me to get dressed and that I had to redo all the checks.  She would check them in 30 minutes and may God help your butt if there are any mistakes.  



The art work used to illustrate this story is a fake art.  it is made up from many pictures taken from the web, cut and pasted and then overpainted to make the charachter no longer look like the originals. I hope you enjoyed.