mom requests help from granmum

what the heck,  it's senior year and your supposed to have a good time your last year of high school.  I cut school this morning and took a walk downtown instead.  Around 10 am i was checking out the dream car of mine that was parked in a parking lot.  I was leaning against the door with mu face between my arms checking out the dash and the leather interior of the expensive dream car.  I knew in my heart that I would never own one but that didn;t mean I could not dream about it.  Just then i heard a voice that said step, " step back from the car and put your hands behind your back." as i started to jump back i heard her say, "i am a police officer and cars have been broken into in this lot so i have been assigned foot patrol.  Do not say anything until i have you cuffed.  she stepped forward and quickly set handcuffs on my wrist.  Turn around slowlly and face me."  I did as she said.  "all right,m what were you doing looking into that car like that?  and why are you not in school Thomas," she said.  It was officer Janet who lived down the street from me.  I hung my head in shame and told her that I had cut school for the day and was just roaming around down town having a little fun.  then I realized, I wasn't going to break into that car, I was just looking at it because it is the dream car that I hope to buy some day."
well officer Janet said that she had been notified by the school department that you had not shown up at school so I was looking for you also.  It's good to see you are safe but I will have to take you to the station and investigate about your looking into the car like you wanted to break in.."  Please Janet, i wasn't going to break in, It was just like i told you.,, i just wanted to see the inside of it." " ok but you will have to go to the station while i file a report.  You will need your mom to come pick you up.", she said'. (oh crap I thought.  now mom is going to be mad.)
         Officer Janet wrote up her report, she stated in it that she did not think i was going to break in but was just looking at the car. and then she came back to me and took off the cuffs and said, " your Mom is tied up at a business meeting and that she had heard from the school about you not being there today .  she is relieved that you are safe but has called your grandmum to come pick you up and take you home. she is going to come talk to you after her meeting is over.  Apparently you have been flunking your courses and this is not your first skip this year.  I hope you smarten up or you will never have a job that will pay enough to get a car like that.  She says that you are to stay right where you are until your grandmum gets here.  She asked the duty officer to watch you until then and she left."
     When grandmum arrived she was livid.  apparently she was supposed to have a hair appointment and had to cancel it. she went to the duty officer and said, "she was heare to pick up thomas and to take him home for a chat with his mom and her.  apparently he is slacking off and we will have to make sure he understands how serious skipping school is."  With that she walked over, put her hands on her hips, started tapping her toe and said, " have told your mom right along that the permisive way you were raised was going to end you up as a failure.  She is at witts end with you and I think things are going to change as she asked me to bring my hairbrush when I cmae to pick you up.  Uh uh, nothing out of you right now,  you are in enough trouble. Now march." she said.
she followed me out and opened the door for me and watched me climb in.  she then fastened me in with the seat belt real tight.  she said that seat belt have two uses, to keep people from b=eing injured and also to keep them in there place,   she pushed a button and i noticed the belt click . she said now only I can open your belt. 
she lectured me all the way home about how could I treat my poor mom this way and did she know how she raised my dad, and that he never tried anything as stupid as letting his grades slip and skip school.  well I hope things are going to change when your mom gets home. She is really fed up."  Surprisingly when we arrived mom was just getting out of her car.  "did you have any problems with him when you picked him up or on the way home." No ,granmum said, he was very quiet and just sat there.  I think he is thinking about his situation.."  She opened my door , unlocked the belt and said,       " out, go right to the front door and wait there."  y mom walked over to her and said in a quiet voice to her, "Did you bring it."  Yes I have it in my pocket book. I am sure it will correct his ways while there is still time."  They walked over to me and mom handed granmum the keys and she took ahold of my ear and led me in after the door was opened.
we went to the living room and mom guided me to a corner and told me to think about what had happened today and that things were going to drastically change.  stay in that corner until we call you to come out."  I again thought it would be best if I didn;t say anything at this point. mom and granmum left the room and in less than a minute they returned, i heard them set things down and wanted to look but decided not to.  mom left again and came right back in. they then called me to come sit with them.  I was surprised that they had brought three kitchen table chairs into the room.  I was told to lsit in the one chair facing the other two,  I did so.
      Mom started the talk.  She said that she knew that she was partly at fault for what was going on today, that when my dad had died when I was just 7 years old that she knew she was going to be responsible for me, so she read all the books on child rearing that she could find.  she said that she really believed that reasoning was the way to go for discipline.  Yes, we had had a few times when she was yelling and i was yelling but time in my room usually brought me back to reason.  However she said,"today has made me realize that you might have needed a much firmer hand when you were wrong.  She said that she didn't think that i was really ready to face the problems of the world as she had protected me from it for so long.  Her and granmum had had many arguements when i was growing up that usually left one or the other mad at the other for long periods.  but today, being told that i was in the police station in cuffs, had cut school,,,, again ( she hadn't actually known, I had cut about once a week since school started this year,writing my own excuse notes so she wouldn't find out, but the call she got ruined everything and I was caught cold to right.She said that granmum had always said that permisive upbringing just lets a kid know how much they can get away with.  Well, I guess she was right so I have asked her over today to show me the proper use of that hair brush that she raised your dad with.  you will be getting spanked by her as instruction and then by me to show i know how hard to spank you to teach you a lesson.  I apologize to her as she has opbviously been right all along. "What? " I couldn;t beleive my ears.
granmum was going to get her way and spank me, right here and now.  I said that they couldn't do that .  I would call the police and turn them in for child abuse.  Mom said that she had asked officer Janet about that and she said that a spanking is not considered child abuse and that she would be glad to help out if needed.  she said that I was spoiled rotten and would probably benifit by a few good spankings.Oh no, she knows i am going to be spanked also.   yes she does said mom and granmum added that she will happily come and restrain you if you make a fuss.  You are going to be spanked and you will be spanked regularly  every sunday afternoon for the nest 2 months.  granmum will participate also.  I will also keep track of your school work and i also will be quick to spank you whenever you need it.  your life has changed and we just hope it isn;'t  to late to change you.   With that Granmum reached into her hand bag and took out a large black hairbrush.  Mom got up and walked over to me and granmum pulled her chair a little further forward.  Mom grabbed me by the ear again and took me to stand in front of granmum.  she placed the brush on her lap and reached for my belt. I pushed back from her and mom twisted my ear.  oh, i guess we should have told you all spankings will be on your bare bottom.  Now hold still so Granmum can lower your pants and underpants.  I was so embarrassed i started to cry.  No Mom, no,  please don;t let her do this,  i will be good, no more cutting classes and i will study hard.  mom said, that right, that is exactly what you are going to do and you will report ontime for your scheduled spankings and not argue when i decide you need one right then,  down came the pants and under shorts.  i thought i might be able to hide between a floorboard i was so embarrassed, but that wasn't the end of it.  My penis decided to start to get erect,  please i begged.  mom helped me by pulling my ear over to granmum side.  she quickly pushed her knee into mine and i tripped and ended up over her lap with my bare but right on top of her thighs.,  what a nice target i was presenting.  she had me put my right hand on her back and gripped my thumb and pushed it up my back so I couldn't move.  my mom pulled the chair i had been on closer so she could watch the preparations.  she was embarrassed by my enlarging penis.  granmum  said that as soon as the brush started its job any erection thoughts would soon go away.  mom sat back and watched.  Granmum scolded me for about 5 minutes, telling me how much i had screwed up and that she was sorry that i had needed this spanking for so long.  they would make sure it would be a regular consequence of bad behavior from now on.  she told me that she was lending her brush to mom so she would have a nice spanking brush to use until she could find her own. quickly i will tell you the best way to spank an older teen (18). use the brush like a paint brush move the brush so the stroked over lay each other and the collor spreads from the top of the bottom to the bottom of it and then start all over again.  deep it up regardless of his protests as an older boy can take quite a hard spanking.  ok, i am going to start.  she gave ten good full arm swingsthat did exactly as she said. tom ouched after the first and his voice got higher and higher after each one.
whe asked mom to look under him as she spread her legs just a little  my small non erect penis came into view.  like i said granmum knows that it won;t last when introduced to a hiarbruch on his backside
 she continued and i was completley in ears and begging for her to stop.  she did stop and then said , ok now i will give hime 20 on the sweet spot. this is where he sits down. where the thigh meets the bototm , 10 on each side.  i screamed , i lleaded but nothing stopped those smacks. when she finished she let me lie for a few minutes. while she reviewed what she had done. . she reached into her hand bag and took out some lotion and rubbed it into my bottom.  ok that is enough from me today;' future spankings i give will be much more severe but as you are going to get another in 30 minutes  i will let you go to the corner and rest for the allotted time.  with that she let me stand up and then she stood and took me by the ear to the corner again. she told me to stand there. sub some if you need to but do not move other than that.  I did as i was told.  mom and granmom went out to the kitchen anbd took the extra chair with them.  i heard the tea pot boil and i guessed they were having tes.  i was glad because tea usually calmed mom down.  
         After what seemed like no time i heard them enter the room again.  granmum came and got me out of the corner and ear walked me over to mymom who was now sitting on the chair and patting her thigh with the hair brush.  darn here came another erection. i stood there while they watched it grow.  mom said you really need to stop doing that.  someone may get the wrong idea.  granmum said it was probably just nerves causing it and reccomended i get on with the work at hand.  she pulled me across her lap, adjusted me so my bottom was high in front of her and took my right hand up on my back and grabbed tight on my thumb. again i couldn;t move. she paused for a moment and felt my bottom and said that now she knew what was meant by a bottom warming.  my but was even hotter on my side of it.  granmum said remember the pattern of spanking and start and just continue until his bottom is scarlet all over with a few minor blue spots.  that should do for a first spanking.  mom raised the brush and withing a minute she was as good at it as granmum was.again i squirmed , kicked screamed and begged but nothing took my mom away from her task.  finally she stopped.
after about 30 seconds granmum said don;t forget the sweet spot.  20 more screams later it was over.  mom applied lotion and again i went to the corner..  after 30 minutes we all met in the kitchen.  granmum asked if i know knew whjat a spanking is.  i still sobbed out yes.  well you are going to be getting a few until uyou change your ways.  do you understand?   yes maam i said. and to mom she said i am very pleased. you showed your self to be a competent discipliarian today.  do not be afraid to use the brush when needed.I f he balks call me or officer Janet. one way or another we will get him thru this problem he is having. with that she stood and told me to come an thank her with a kiss and a hug.  I blushed but did it.  now thank your mom. I did.  it was actually nice to get a kiss and a hug from them  that hadn;t happened in years with mom and since i was real young with granmum.  As she was going out she told mom have him study tonight. any time he screws around take him over for another 20 smacks, that way he will know this is for real.  with that she kissed mom and left.  mom said ok if you don;t have books with you read the encyclopedia about subljects you are taking. i will check and call you when didnners readyl. then tonight it will be to bed early for you so you will be sharp at school tomorrow.  yes maam was all i could answer as i walked away pulling my pants and underwear up ever so gently,

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.

called to miss c's office

Seventh grade, i had arrived a few minutes late and my home room teacher Miss S told me that she had a call from Miss C , the assistant principal, that I was to report to her in her office during my fourth period study hall.  I swallowed hard and went to my seat.  Miss S said that she would also give me a note for Miss C that  I was 5 minutes late getting into the home room just before the bell for first period was going to ring.  She felt that i could learn to be on time if Miss C would talk with me about tardiness along with what ever she already wanted to see me for.  Now Miss C was also the detention monitor for the school in the assembly hall and a firm believer in corporal punishment as an alternative punishment to the usual lines that she had students in detention print ever so neatly.  the sentence she had them print was over four printed lines long and it had to be repeated 100 times neatly without any mistakes.  If you chose to do lines you would be there for about 2 hours if you were a good and quick printer.
      She also offered 2 corporal punishment alternatives which she gave in front of the class but with a file cabinet protecting the students modesty from other students and printers eyes.  I had received of two of her spankings, otk.  I should comment here that I was already a very confirmed spankeeand when offered the choice before i had  accepted a spanking instead of lines.  the first i was called up and stood behind the file cabinet.  Miss C pushed her chair back and smoothed out her skirt and told me to drop my pants and drawers. she moved her chair closer to the cabinet and had me lay over her lap and then proceeded to give me one of the hardest hand spankings i had ever had in my life.  i yelped, begged and pleaded for her to stop. every now and then i would riase my head high enough to see the other students writing lines or watching the goings on.  my private areas were behind the file cabinet but they could see me struggling  and could see Miss C 's hand raising and falling and my yelps  were in perfect time to the beat that she was drumming on my bottom.  after about four minutes she told me to stand again and replace my clothes,  handed me a kleenex and told me to compose myself,  she moved over a foot or two behind her desk again and shuffled some paper work.  when i said i was composed she told me that this spanking was only a hand spanking.  by picking spanking as a punishment she would from here on out use spanking as my punishment but that any further lessons from her would be done with her hairbrush.  she told me that i could leave and to behave myself in the future.  AS i was leaving i heard her call the next student who had picked a paddleing.  as i was leaving the front door i could hear him yell.  i was glad that i prefer a spanking, it is painful but a lot more personal as a form of punishment.  About a month later is was back for detention again and i did get introduced to her big black ebony hair brush .  extremely painful.  cried real tears before she was through.
        Now was the start of my study hall so i went to the teacher in charge and gave her the note that i was to report to Miss C in her office for the period,   I walled to her office and was greeted by one of the student assistants who happened to be a friend of my older sisters.  She told me to have a seat and that Miss C would call me in in a few minutes.  She also giggled and told me that Miss C had sent her to the assembly hall to get her hair brush and that she had set it on a chair that she had placed in front of Miss C's desk.  I guess you are going to get a spanking she said with a big smile on her face.  we will get to hear you out here in the front office.  I looked and one of the secretaries was smiling and nodding her head.  In a moment the buzzer sounded on the intercom and Miss C told the secretary that she was ready for me now.  I stood and walked in slightly rubbing my bottom in anticipation.  AS I entered Miss C was behind her desk and a straight chair and a her hair brush was set in front of the desk as i had been told.
          Well Thomas, it has been what, two weeks since i spanked you with my hair brush and here it seems i am going to have to give you another hairbrush spanking already.  she stood and started to walk around the desk andtook a seat on the chair.  you may lower your pants and shorts for we are going to have a chat. i lowered them and stood n front of her.. Just then the phone rang and she got up and went around the desk and answered it.  She told the secretary that she had requested all calls held while holding a discussion with Thomas.  Ok  she said , and she had a quiet conversation while I stood there naked from the waste down staring at that hairbrush she had set back on the chair. yes, she said, that she would take care of that at lunch time.. she hung up and walked around the desk again.  picked up the hair brush. resmoothed out her skirt and then told me that she had a report that i had slid a ruler under one of the girls bottoms in math class yesterday afternoon and that the girl had jumped up and then slapped me.  I was stunned,  i didn't think that it had gone beyond the class.  some of my buddy's had egged me on to do it  and finally i did.  she had slapped me really hard and i figured that that was going to be the end of it because the teacher was not in the room when i did it.  well the girl had gone to Miss C and told her how embarrassed she was and that i was going to learn a very hard lesson today.  A knock on the door and Elaine, the girl i had goosed, walked in.  Miss C told her to pullup another chair and that i was going to get a very hard spanking for my action of the day before.  i was blushing more than i ever had in y life.  Elaine had a great big smile on her face and said that i really needed a good hard spanking to learn my lesson.  Miss C turned me over her lap and the brush started landing,  i was yelping but trying to be brave, she continued,  all thought of being brave quickly left my mind and i was begging her to stop.  i was yelling how sorry i was to Elaine that i had embarrassed her like that.  Miss C continued until i was worn out.  completely limp laying across her knees.  i looked at Elaine and saw that she was not smiling any more.  she looked very impressed at the spanking that she had just witnessed.  after a few minutes i was allowed to get up, then i had to apologize to Elaine. she said that she would think about forgiving me but not today. Miss C said that was fine and that she could leave.  Miss C told me to replace my clothes and gave me a pass to the boys room to wash my face and then return to study class.  She added that she did not want to see me again for punishment for a long time.  I told her I would try but down deep i knew that it would not be long at all.  I was just a boy who enjoyed being across a woman's lap getting his bottom warmed and she was really good at it.

This story is pretty much true,  time tends to streach the truth a little and memories get a little clouded in times.  yes Miss C is the same lady in the reunion story a couple of blog pictures earlier.  I am redoing my studio and i have found some of my old drawing pad and this picture i drew of Miss C was in the pad. I processed it and hope you enjoyed the story and the drawing.  I hope to be creating new drawings again by the end of next month.  I will update with more of the old drawings as i find them.

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.

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