I often fantasize that I am 10 years old. I end up in a new school where corporal punishment is used against students. The principal (female) in her office informs my mother and me about it. She says that students are punished in this way for disobedience, fighting with each other, teasing others.
Punishment takes place in the classroom in the presence of other students. The culprit has his buttocks exposed. He is tied to a special piece of furniture. The teacher uses leather tools that cause pain but do not hurt the skin.
The parent may object to corporal punishment. Then, after the student's misconduct, the parent is called to school. The case is investigated and if the student is found guilty, the parent must administer corporal punishment. If he refuses, the student must leave the school.
The parent may consent, but if the student deserves a penalty, the parent will be informed by phone. If he does not object, the penalty will be meted out. The third possibility - the parent consents to corporal punishment. The punishment is administered immediately, the parent is informed after its execution.
The headmistress asks her mother what she thinks about it. Mom replies that she spanks me and doesn't think it's wrong. He believes that teachers are fair and if they think I deserve to be punished, then it will be the right thing to do. He chooses the third option - information after the punishment.
I'm shocked - I was hoping my mom wouldn't enroll me in this school or choose option one. The headmistress praises mom's choice. He says this approach improves student punishment. This saves students from having to wait unnecessarily for a spanking.
Mom signs a document authorizing teachers to use corporal punishment without authorization. The principal tells me to keep that in mind. She says it's very common for new students to break school rules. If I do that, I'll get spanked on my exposed buttocks (I'm shocked by it.).
On my way home I talk to my mother. I resent her for enrolling me in school and allowing me to be punished. Mom says it was necessary. If I'm good, nothing bad will happen to me. At home, I imagine punishment at school. I think about it with a mixture of fear, shame and excitement.
How do you like this fantasy? Do you have similar like me?