Author: Quillis

(M/F)

Miss Huntington came to my door and introduced herself as Alicia's math teacher. She seemed embarrassed as she apologized for making a mistake on Alicia's last test and deducting an extra 10 points. She said, "Alicia started the semester badly but has improved noticeably in the last few weeks and although her grade of 84 was slightly lower than her last few tests, it was still not bad. So I wondered why she was so upset when she glanced at her test and stuffed it into her book. I thought she was going to cry and I intended to talk to her about it but she just about ran out of the room at the bell and I didn't have the chance."

She continued, "Just before today's class began she showed me your note about my mistake and I corrected the grade book immediately. I told her I was sorry but when I said there was no harm done she said something about the new grade being too late for that. I didn't understand what she meant so I asked her to stay after class. She seemed reluctant to talk but I pressed her and finally found out she had been spanked for getting a low grade. At first I was surprised to hear of parents using those kind of disciplinary measures on a young woman in Junior College but when she told me it was her tutor who had punished her and not her parents I was really shocked. However, she was quick to defend you and seemed very accepting of your somewhat unorthodox methods. She's very proud of how far she's come since she started working with you and sees nothing wrong with your use of corporal punishment to help her. To be honest, I still wasn't sure what to think."

She stopped and somewhat defensively, I said, "I am helping her to learn math and more importantly how to study and make something of herself. Alicia needs a lot of guidance and I made it perfectly clear what she could expect in the way of discipline if she worked with me. When she acts like a child and makes stupid mistakes she is punished. As she told you, she understands that she needs a strong hand and never questions when I use it. If my methods shock you I'm sorry but..."

"Oh No!", she interrupted, "I'm not making myself very clear. In fact, I approve wholeheartedly. I'll admit I wasn't sure about you treating her in such a fashion at first but I've spent some time thinking about it and have come to the conclusion that your methods have been quite successful. The change in her has been remarkable. I talked to her other teachers and it seems her new attitude has carried over to their classes as well. They all had nothing but praise for her and I think you can take a great deal of the credit for that. I`m sure there are many others who could profit from your assistance in giving them a little more discipline in their lives."

I thanked her but on a hunch based on a slight flush as she made that last comment I asked if she had come to see me just to tell me she approved of the way I helped Alicia or was there something else she wanted to discuss. Her color deepened as she looked down and said, "Yes, there is something else." After a few seconds she continued, "When Alicia told me she was spank... I mean punished for getting the bad grade she mentioned that it was more severe because of the extra points I took off."

She seemed to be waiting for a response so I said, "Yes. The standard procedure is for her to pay the price for bad grades as soon as she arrives. I've found that she has a hard time concentrating on her studies when she know's a spanking's on the agenda so we get that out of the way before we move on. When she's recovered a bit we go over the test and rework the problems she missed so she can learn from them. That's when we found your error."

Miss Huntington blushed again as she added, "And a very stupid mistake it was. I've already apologized to Alicia but I don't think that's sufficient under the circumstances. After all, it was because of me that she was punished more than she deserved and ..."

She trailed off but we were getting closer to the point and I didn't want to miss the opportunity I thought I was being offered so I sternly prompted, "And what Miss Huntington."

She seemed to gather some courage and staring me straight in the eye said,"There's nothing more I can do for Alicia over this incident but I think it only fair if I were to pay the same penalty."

My hopes soared. With Alicia the punishment is just part of my overall method of education and although I can't say I don't enjoy putting some color in her cheeks, here was a woman who seemed to be asking for the same treatment so I openly asked, "Do you wish to be spanked?" I love the way redheads blush and I could only imagine her rear end turning the same shade of red under my hand as she looked down and mumbled something.

I said I didn't hear her so with the same determination she showed a little earlier, she raised her head and declared, "Yes! I think I should be spanked." Her bravado wilted as she closed her eyes and hung her head again.

I asked if Alicia had explained our system for deciding how much punishment her grade earned. She was still blushing as she shook her head and looking up again, answered, "All she said is that she was... She said you spanked her more than you would have if she had brought you a paper with the correct grade. I assume she received a few additional swats for the lower grade. Is there more? I mean, 84 isn't that bad a grade, especially when you compare it to the grades she had before you helped her."

I agreed that Alicia and I would both have been very happy with that grade in the beginning but she wanted to strive to do the very best she could so we came up with the following formula.

A grade of 95 or above gets her a reward of dinner at the restaurant of her choice but scores less than that are punished with one stroke with the paddle for each point below 100 and one additional stroke with the strap for each below 90. All given on a bare bottom. If the grade is less than 85 I spank her with my hand until her bottom is red from the top of her cheeks to her thighs before I start with the paddle and strap so each stroke is felt more acutely.

She closed her eyes a moment and said, "That must hurt."

I chuckled and said, "It's supposed to but that's what we both agreed to and she knows I'll follow it to the letter. I'm sure she doesn't enjoy it but she's never exercised her option to leave and stop studying with me. We have a little ritual we follow so she knows what to expect and what her part is. Once she shows me the grade she removes any clothes that cover her rear end so it will be openly displayed while she stands with hands on her head and her nose in the corner. It's beneficial for her have some time to contemplate her mistakes and anticipate what's going to happen so she spends at least ten minutes there. I guess she doesn't look forward to what comes next and she's been known to whimper and cry a bit during her wait. She might even ask to be pardoned. Of course, she knows what the answer will be before she asks the question and when I tell her it's time for the spanking she's never balked at putting herself over my knee."

"It's important for her to acknowledge her acceptance of her punishment so once she's settled into the proper position she's required to ask for her spanking and if I'm using more than one implement she must also ask for each one separately when its time comes. I get the feeling that's as hard to bear as the actual pain but we both know it's for her own good. The punishment ends with her back in the corner displaying the results of our efforts and of course, she's not allowed to rub any of the sting away. The humiliation of being treated like a child is an important part of her punishment and she knows it. And for your information, even though I've never required her to humiliate herself further by thanking me for punishing her, she quite often does."

"But I digress, I believe we were talking about whats going to happen to you." There was that wonderful blush again as I continued, "Alicia should have received a grade of 94 but because of you her grade was 84 and that cost her an additional 10 swats with the paddle and 6 with the strap. Not to mention the hand spanking I gave her first. By the time she went back to the corner she was a very sore young lady as you will be also. Do you wish to do it now or schedule an appointment for later?"

She silently swallowed a few times and looked down again as she answered, "It took a great deal of courage for me to get this far. I think if I put it off I'll never have the guts to come here again so I guess I choose to take my punishment now. How do you want to do this? Should I get over your lap or what?"

I answered, "You will be treated the same way as Alicia. If you are unsure what to do feel free to ask but if it's something I've already mentioned you will receive an extra stroke with the strap so I hope you were paying attention. Suppose you tell me what happens first."

She blushed a deep red as she quietly said, "She stands in a corner."

"And...", I prompted.

"And she displays her bare bottom but she's just a child of what, 19 years old? I'm a woman of 35 and it's bad enough I'm submitting to this spanking at all much less stripping in front of you. Alicia has the advantage of knowing what's expected and probably dresses accordingly. If I had known about your ritual I would have stopped off and changed into slacks but I came direct from school. For me to follow your instructions about keeping my bottom naked while my hands are on my head would not only mean I have to remove my underpants and panty-hose but also require me to take off my dress and slip as well and I would be left with nothing but my bra so you can see that it's out of the question. I know that spanking's are sometimes given on a bare bottom and to be honest, when I decided to come here I gave the matter some thought and decided that I would accept my spanking that way if you chose to exercise that option. Therefore, I give you permission to raise any clothes that are in your way and pull my undergarments down when I'm over your lap. As you can imagine, that will be very humiliating but I'll allow it if you think it necessary. However, until then I stay clothed. I'd just as soon get this over with right now but if you still insist on the little girl in the corner routine I guess I can go along with that. It's really childish but what the hell, which corner should I use?"

I stood up, picked up her purse, handed it to her and said, "Thank you for stopping by Miss Huntington. Alicia and I accept your apology and we both hope you'll be a little more careful in the future. I can't see as we have anything further to discuss. Good Day." I walked to the door to let her out but was not very surprised to find her still standing by the table.

She was starting to cry a little and sniffled out, "I'm sorry. I've felt

the need to be punished for some time and when Alicia told me about you I thought... well, I thought I found a man who could give me what I wanted. I guess I didn't really know what I wanted but I was unwilling to give up control of the situation. I guess I'm not as brave as I thought and I fell into my teacher role as a defense mechanism but that doesn't excuse my rudeness. I came here to be spanked and have no right to tell you how to do it. I'll follow your rules and even strip entirely if you let me stay. Please!"

I closed the door and said, "You may stay but I think we should work on your arrogant attitude as well as your sloppy grading. You will be given extra punishment for that before you leave but I haven't decided what it will be just yet. Remind me after you've had the spanking and we'll discuss it then." She agreed to accept whatever punishment her actions earned and and after a moment, shyly asked, "What happens now?"

I answered, "I think you were about to prepare yourself for some time in the corner."

She looked down again and said, "Is this when I take my clothes off?" I nodded and she put her bag back on the table and reached behind to unzip her dress.

Her slip and panty-hose followed and she nervously asked if she should take off her panties there or wait till she was in the corner. I told her to put her panties on the table on top of her bra and got a shocked look.

I explained, "You were right. Alicia is just a child in many ways whereas you are a woman and I don't think the display of just your bottom will give you the proper degree of humiliation. I liked your offer to be totally naked and think it entirely appropriate. Be sure to take off your jewelry also." She stared for a moment then turned her back to me as she removed her watch, necklace, earrings and bra. She glanced over her shoulder as she pulled her panties off and added them to the pile on the table. When she turned to face me she had one hand covering her genitals and the other arm across her breasts. Neither of said anything for a moment or two. Then I said, "Put your hands at your sides, walk to me and ask for permission to go to the corner."

She hung her head as her arms slowly fell and gave me a chance to confirm that she was a natural redhead. Much of her skin was freckled but I approved of all the skin I could see and there wasn't much hidden from me. I had never seen Alicia's breasts but everything below her waist had been open to my gaze on many occasions. She's a pretty girl and I would be a liar if said I didn't get aroused from time to time when punishing her but I've never taken advantage of my position. Today, however, was a different story. My present guest was grown woman of more than surpassing beauty who willingly came to my door to be spanked. Therefore I considered her fair game to a lecherous old man like me so I was truly looking forward to spanking her and perhaps a little more.

She stopped about a foot from me and made her request, "Please Sir, may I have your permission to go the corner in shame and wait for you to call me for my spanking." I had to hand it her, she had a sense of the dramatic so I decided to add a little of my own. I took off my tie and told her to cross her arms at the wrists in front of her. I explained, "Covering your bottom with your hands during punishment will gain you nothing but extra swats. You're going to be spanked severely and I don't think you'll be able to comply with that demand on your own so I'm going to tie your hands."

When I had suited action to word she gave a token attempt to free herself and satisfied that she was securely fastened she thanked me. I lifted her arms onto the top of her head and asked if she was embarrassed. She nodded a little and said, "I've been naked in front of men before but never like this. Is it really necessary for you to stare at me. It's humiliating. When I decided to come here I only expected you to spank me. Do you make Alicia display herself in this manner also?"

I shook my head and answered, "No. As we discussed, she is a young girl

and it would not be proper for me to take advantage of our relationship in any sexual manner but you are a different story. I'm happy to see that this little bit of extra humiliation is having a good effect on you. Don't you think?" She shook her head and said, "No, but I don't have any choice in the matter. You've got me naked for your pleasure. Can you see enough?" This last was said with more than a little sarcasm but to emphasize her point she pulled her elbows back causing her breasts to thrust out. I answered her accusation, "My pleasure has nothing to do with it. But since you are so determined to show yourself to me how about if we see a little more? Open your legs."

Her short lived defiant attitude deflated as she closed her eyes against tears and obeyed. I quietly let my eyes roam over her until I noticed a change in her breathing. In spite of her words it seemed she was starting to enjoy this interlude as much as I was. Perhaps my hopes for more than just a spanking her were not in vain.

I was sorely tempted to explore what would happen if I touched her nipples or stroked her a little lower but that would have to wait for later. If her body responded to the spanking as well as it seemed to react to the humiliation of being tied and displayed the afternoon held plenty of promise. But first things first. I turned her towards the wall and bent her over a little. I held onto her hands on her head as I gave her four hard swats with my hand. She yelped, more from the shock than the sting and I sent to stand in the corner to think about the sample I just gave her. After the ten minutes were up I sat in the straight backed chair and called her to me. When she arrived I told her to lower her hands as she would need to place them on the floor in a moment. Rather than lowering them all the way she held them over her stomach so I still had a direct line of sight to her more intimate charms as she lowered her eyes and said, "I've never been so embarrassed in my life but this is just the beginning isn't it?." I nodded and she continued, "I may not think this way in a little while but thank you for letting me stay."

I told her she was welcome and asked if she was ready to continue. She shook her head and said, "Not just yet. I have a question first so I can make sure I do this right. Alicia asks for the paddle and the strap but does she ask for the hand spanking also?" I said "Yes, she does and I expect you to do the same."

Apparently Miss Hintington had not exhasted her questions and spoke again. "Not that it's going to make much difference in a moment or two but you never said how many swats you give her before you move on to the paddle." I answered, "There is no set number. Its purpose is to let her know this is more than the usual punishment and as I said before, I spank her until her bottom is red from the tops of her cheeks to her thighs. If she were here now she would assure you it is not a pleasant experience. Although she is well aware of how much the paddle hurts she's been known to request it quite emphatically before I'm done preparing her for it. That may not be the answer you wanted to hear but that's the way it is and the way it's going to be for you. I think we've had enough talk. Its time to make a decision. Either ask for what you have coming to you or tell me to untie your hands so you can get dressed and leave."

She took a deep breath and held her head high as she once again demonstrated her ability to add dramatic emphasis to the proceedings. "I am here to be punished so getting dressed and leaving before that goal is

reached is not an option. I told you I decided to come here for a spanking as soon as Alicia told me about you and all day I have been imagining what it would be like. I never expected to be this naked and from what you say and believe me I have no reason to doubt you, it appears I'm going to get a lot more than I bargained for. However, as a math teacher I understand how important is is to learn the basics and would not think of letting a student decide when they are ready to move on to the next step. So it is with you and me only you are the teacher and I am the student who is here to learn an important lesson about responsibility. You have fairly sentenced me to the required number of strokes with the paddle and the strap but wisely left the preparation for them to be determined by your experience and my level of learning. I will accept your judgement as to how long this first part of my education should be. It is my wish that you be completely satisfied with my understanding of this basic lesson before I feel the other implements. I will do my best to remember this during the process. Please allow me to put myself over your knees and then I would like you to spank me."

I was impressed by her speech and gently assisted her to lie across my lap. I waited to see if she had anything more to say and although she flinched a little when I ran my hand over the beautiful smooth surface in front of me she kept her silence. It seemed she finally agreed that the time for talking was over and I gave her the first real taste of my hand coming down hard. Her newfound silence lasted about 20 slaps. Then the quiet ouches and whimpers started. By the time I had her ass nice and red she was crying but never the less, I gave her a few more for good measure. I complimented her on not asking me to stop and through her tears she said, "Would it have done me any good?" I smiled to myself and answered that on the contrary it would have gotten her a longer dose. She mumbled, "I thought as much." She gave a little cry when I said, "Maintain that attitude since I'm not done yet. Alicia got 16 strokes with the paddle and you are only going to get ten. To make up for the difference I think you need to feel your allottment on a backside that has gone through a thorough preparation but look on the bright side, I won't make you ask for the extra attention." So saying, I began striking again and cries and tears flowed immediately.

When I stopped I gave her a short break so she could have time to appreciate the results of phase one and compose herself. While I was waiting I rubbed her bottom. She jerked at my touch at first then lay relatively quietly as my hand freely stroked the warm surface. Her legs were parted enough for me to let my fingers stray lower. A quiet groan escaped her lips as I discovered her arousal. No words were spoken but her legs opened wider in invitation for two fingers to be inserted. Another groan as I removed them but it was time for the paddle and I told her so. She groaned a little but said nothing until I gave her another five swats with my hand then between sniffles she murmured, "Please spank me with the paddle Sir."

I told her Alicia counts each one and I expected no less from her. She nodded and a few seconds later cried out, "OW! ONE!" A short wait and she indicated receipt of the second one. I applied the paddle 8 more times and lucky for her, got the proper response for each one although the last few were slow in coming and seemed to be a strain.

She was crying steadily and it took a few minutes for her to regain control and ask for the strap. This particular instrument is my favorite so I try to make sure my target appreciates it also. Each stroke is applied with a snap of the wrist and I give the recipient a good minute to fully experience all the sensations it imparts to the fullest and, of course, acknowledge the count before the next one arrives.

She really jumped at the first one but after that initial response, settled back, counted and waited for the next. She endured three before she lifted her hands and tried to reach her bottom. With her hands tied the task was impossible but without them supporting her she fell forward and I had to hold on tight to keep her from sliding off and hitting her head. I asked if she was glad I had bound her hands since it would have cost her an extra two strokes if she had succeeded in her attempt. Words were a struggle so it took a few seconds to answer, "Yes, thank you. That was number three."

As I raised the strap for the next stroke she spoke again, "Wait please, I want to say something." I lowered my arm and said, "Speak but make it quick." She sniffled again and surprisingly said, "I was unable to cover myself but never the less I disobeyed you when I tried. I think that's worth half the normal penalty. Would you give me one extra Sir."

I told her to continue counting and struck the fourth blow. After two more she gasped out "Six!" I waited till she regained control and told her she had one more coming. She said, "Wait! I've changed my mind and don't want another one. Please stop now." I calmly said, "No." and brought the strap down again. She screeched and shouted, "SEVEN!" and then after a few seconds of unintelligible sobbing added, "Thank you."

That's when I said, "Just before your little speech you asked me if you had to request me to give you the hand spanking. If I remember correctly, I quite clearly said she had to ask for her spanking and then ask for each separate implement. It seems you forgot that but let's see if you remember what I said would be the penalty if I had to repeat any part of the instructions." She cried even harder before she acknowledged my decree of an extra stroke with the strap. Then she really cried out when it was delivered.

I put the strap down and let her cry for a while before I let her up. I had to help her to her feet and in the process let my fingers stray between her legs where I found the same wetness I had hoped for. She moaned sweetly and asked if her hands could be freed. I shook my head and sent her back to her corner. She had tears in her eyes and I wasn't sure if they were from the pain or frustration as she put her hands on her head, opened her legs and shamelessly asked, "Please touch me there again." I refused and with a swat from me and a yelp from her, she went to her assigned post.

I waited for the crying to die down and gave her another five minutes before I called her back to the chair. She stood in front of me and said, "I know you said you don't require it but I would like to say it anyway." She took a deep breath and continued, "Thank you for giving me the spanking I needed." I said, "You're welcome but we're not done yet. Wasn't there something you were supposed to remind me of?"

Her eyes opened wide and she said, "Oh, NO! You can't be serious." I replied that I was and she hung her head as she quietly spoke, "I was supposed to remind you to give me extra punishment for my arrogant attitude but please, no more. I couldn't take another swat. I'm sorry for the way I acted. I'll come back another day and will submit to double whatever extra punishment you think I need, I promise but please no more today. Oh NO, PLEASE!!"

The last plea was in response to my silent grasping of her hands and guiding her down. In spite of her vocal objections she allowed herself to be placed across my lap again, apparently resigned to more suffering but I had a surprise for her. She had not noticed the bottle of lotion at my side and jumped a little when my hand made contact but soon realized what I was up to and groaned in satisfaction as I gently rubbed the ointment onto her sore skin. By the time I was ready to move on to other things my rubbing had gone from soothing to outright sexual in nature. My fingers were stroking and probing her to the delight of us both and except for a slight tensing when I placed my thumb in her other hole she was now thoroughly enjoying its continual in and out activity as much as what my other fingers were doing.

She finally spoke up tentatively, "Is this my extra punishment?" I felt her tense up a little when I answered, "No." However, she made no move to get up and gradually relaxed as I kept my fingers busy and explained, "For your extra punishment you are sentenced to be tied to the bed and be impaled repeatedly until you've learned your lesson." She turned her head towards me and smiled as I ended with, "And I will do the impaling."

She scrambled off my lap and said, "Lead the way. Tie me and rape me to your heart content."

The smile on her face gave lie to her comment about being raped and the smile was still there after I tied her hands to the headboard and used two more ties to attach her ankles to the ends of the footboard. She winced a bit when her bottom first made contact with the sheets and again when I put any weight on her during my assault but her encouragements were the only words I heard as I carried out my sentence.

As we cuddled under the covers later she said, "I don't think I'll be able to sit down comfortably for a while but thank you again for spanking me and giving me my extra punishment."

I smiled as I told her she was welcome and asked if she intended to be more careful about grading tests in the future. She rubbed her bottom and said, "I wouldn't want Alicia to go through what I just went through again. The poor dear, to think of her young bottom enduring all that plus the six with the paddle she had coming anyway. Maybe you should check my grades before I give the next test back to her to make sure I haven't made any more mistakes."

I accepted her invitation and reminded her that she would be spanked if I found errors and added that any extra punishment she earned during the discipline would be similar to today's but in a tighter orifice. She winced at the thought and said, "It's been years since anyone has used me that way. I wasn't too bad and in a way, I liked it, but I can't imagine what it's going to like after I've been spanked. It may not be so pleasant then but if that's what you decree, so be it. But that's just for arrogance, I expect the paddle and strap will be used again if I make any mistakes while grading." I assured her they would and she smiled as she answered, "In that case, I better be careful when I grade the papers. But I'm not going to worry about that now. I'm not sure I really learned my lesson about being arrogant. Do you think I need a little more instruction."

I did and it was a success.

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On Monday two weeks later Alicia came bounding into my study and announced, "Guess who owes me a dinner? Look, I got a 98. Oh, by the way, look at this. Miss Huntington marked about 7 problems wrong and then corrected herself since they were right in the first place. I wonder what she was thinking of when she did that. If I actually had all those points taken off I would have failed and that's really a scary thought. I shudder to think of what my bottom would be in for if I had to show you a grade like that. But I'm safe for now so I hope you're ready to pay for a very expensive evening. How about it?"

I thought of her teacher's visit last Friday when she brought Alicia's test for me to check and the ensuing weekend as she reaped the rewards(?) of her mistakes(?). I smiled as I brought my attention back to the beaming girl in front of me and said, "Whatever you want. You deserve it."

She clapped her hands and jumped up and down in delight and as we were about to leave she casually mentioned, "Oh, I almost forgot. Miss Huntington said to tell you we're going to have a test every week from now to the end of the semester."