And so another Monday at Fencer High School here in Glendale, Arizona begins… and so does my post bell patrol for students who needed a little motivation to pick up the pace.

As I crossed the commons area, I was surprised to not see a single soul in sight. It was a ghost-town. A good sign I thought to myself. My patrol of hallway one was pretty much the same except for a teacher closing his door after the last student entered his or her room. To my left, the sun was shining brightly through the windows. I smiled at the beauty of it but still kept my eyes on my surroundings like a hawk.

Upon completing my search of hallway one, I moved on to hallway two.

The first few minutes of my search were just as eventful as my search of the first hall, but near the end, I began to hear whispers. They were coming from around the corner and without so much as a second thought, I moved to investigate.

I rounded the corner and sure enough, I found a girl talking on her cell phone. Students were not allowed to have phones out during school hours. I snatched the phone right out of her hand and hung up on whoever she was talking too. She spun around to face me and her white face turned red with fury.

“Give it back to me you-,” Before she could finish, I cut her off with a slap to the face after turning her phone off and putting it in my pocket.

“State your name and student level, tardy one.”

“Kate, Senior.”

“Well Kate, it looks like you’re going to take a little trip to my office.” She offered no resistance when I grabbed her wrist and pulled her down the hall. The dreadful look in her eyes told me she clearly knew who I was and probably what she was in for. Oh well, she would find out soon enough.

To be honest, I was feeling very excited about what was to come because over the weekend, I decided to purchase a new spanking tool, and thanks to this girl I was given my first chance to try it out.

Upon entering my office, I lock the door behind then sit at my desk.

“Do you have any idea what time it is, Kate?” She shook her head in response.

“Eight-O-Five. That’s five minutes after the bell which means you are five minutes late for your first class.”

“I was in the middle of an important phone call.”

“A phone call more important than getting to class on time?” Do you realize that being late disrupts teachers and students alike?” Her facial expression was difficult to read. Either she knew I caught her in the wrong or she just didn’t care, I think the latter was more likely.

“I think your prioritization and consideration skills need work and you’re getting it right now. I get up and walk around my desk with a leather strap in my right hand, grabbed Kate by the back of her head to push her closer to my desk then slammed her face into it before delivering a solid hit to the back of her Levi jeans. A gasp of pain escaped her mouth. I held the strap up in the air for a few seconds then struck her ass again. I repeated the process a few more times then after the fourth hit, I leaned down to whisper into her ear.

“That was just a warmup, sweetie. Now comes the full Ms. Saba experience.” I pull her off the desk and spin her around towards me then I grab the bottom of her shirt and yanked it up over her head.

“You are so getting fired for this,” she said after I pulled it off.”

“Ha I have already spanked four students and a teacher before you and yet here I am still working at this school. Your principal will never say it out loud but he actually supports my methods. No surprise considering that he is a slouch who comes here to collect a paycheck. Plus I have friends in high places on the school board, so good luck with that. Anyway, hands above your sluttly little head.”

“I’m not a slut you moron.”

Standing here in your bra, you sure look like one to me,” I replied then knelt down to deal with her pants. Five buttons, this is a first I thought then proceeded to unsnap them one by one. After a little bit of tugging, I got them down to her ankles, I had to pull her shoes off to finish removing them. From now on all naughty girls would have to remove their shoes upon entering my room.

After tossing them aside, I stood to admire the sight before me, a naughty and arrogant girl shivering in her indigo bra and a pair of white bikini panties with flowers all over them.

“Get those hands back over your head,” I sternly ordered. I forced them back into place then placed my hands in a tight grip on her hips then moved them up until they were right where I wanted them…under her bra.

“Hiding any drugs or other forms of contraband in here, Kate?” I asked as my feeling of her boobs continued.

“No, now get your hands off of me.” She squirmed about in an effort to break free but it was useless. Nobody escapes the hands of discipline, especially mine. I spent a few more minutes on my contraband search then I unhooked Kate’s bra and threw it to the center of the room. Her boobs looked more fantastic now that they were fully exposed to the cold air. They felt like bouncy balloons when I was feeling them up.

For no other reason other than unmitigated spite, I grabbed the back of her panties then yanked them up between her ass cheeks and made her walk back to my desk where her face was again unceremoniously planted.

“Are you sorry about being late to class now?” I asked while keeping the wedgie going. Kate grunted in pain from my grip before managing to get out an answer through gritted teeth.

“Yes…yes…yes, I’m sorry.” I kept pulling on her panties until I heard a slight rip. I ceased with the wedgie for I didn’t want to destroy what would soon be the new addition to my collection of undies from disciplined bottoms.

“The good news is I believe you. But the bad news is that I don’t think you’re sorry enough but I’m going to fix that.”

With the strap in hand, I proceeded to go to town on her bottom With her panties converted into a thong, there was nothing to shield it from the blows. Not that the panties would’ve done her any good if I didn’t give her the wedgie. I was swinging with authority. In my opinion, this thing felt more powerful than the paddle. Maybe I should replace it with this. No, the more spanking tools the merrier. As I continued pounding her, I began to wonder what other spanking tools should I acquire. I already got the cane, the paddle, and now this. Hmm.

After the fourteenth strike, I stop and let her stand. She rubs her ass to try and numb the stinging sensation before pulling her panties back to their previous state.

“Normally you would be getting fifteen minutes of corner time after your spanking but since I am feeling generous, I’m going to let you get dressed and go to class.

“Okay, ma’am.”

“But your panties are staying me as a trophy.”

“What, no way.” I tried to grab them but she blocked my hands.

So much for being generous.

In the blink of an eye, Kate was laying on my desk and screaming bloody murder as I strapped her in the diaper position.

“You don’t ever say no to me, you bratty bitch. I am the supreme authority in this room and when I say something is staying with me, it means just that. You understand me?”

“Yes, owwww.”

“It’s Yes Ms. SABA,” I shouted with the thunderous strike. She quickly delivered the proper response after that hit.

“Now let’s try this again. Your panties are staying with me as a trophy.”

This time I received no resistance as I took them off then grabbed the strap again landed two swats on her pussy. They weren’t as hard as the ones I delivered to her ass but judging by her reaction to them, I did just enough to remove any doubt about who was the alpha in this room.

Instead of fifteen minutes, I put Kate in the corner for twenty.

Fin.