Stories: Lee Academy by Gary [ 61 - 80 ]

Lee Academy

by Gary

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Part 61

Mrs. Ashley looked again at the clock. It was 2:30 AM and Beth and Marylee were not home yet. New Year's Eve had come and gone, the ball falling in Times Square happening two and a half hours previously.

Over the course of Beth's Christmas break, Beth had met up with her old school friend, Neale Cooper, and they decided that Beth and Marylee would go with Neale to a New Year Eve's party. It was an opportunity to get together with high school friends before she and Marylee headed back to Lee Academy.

Despite Beth and Marylee's ages, Mrs. Ashley still insisted on a curfew for the girls, which for this evening was 1:30. The girls had tried to get Mrs. Ashley to change her mind, but to no avail as Mrs. Ashley refused to back down, telling the girls that there was no need for them to be out later than that.

Whenever Beth was out on a date, Mrs. Ashley found it difficult to sleep until she knew Beth was back home, and this night was no exception. The fact that it was New Year's Eve accentuated her concern since there would be more intoxicated drivers on the roads.

She had already spoken to Neale's mother when she heard a car pull up in her driveway. Finally, she thought. Though glad they were finally home, she was still very upset with her daughter and Marylee. Her mood only darkened when she heard the loud sounds of the two girls as well as Neale as they got out of the car.

Loudly, they entered the house, still laughing until they saw Mrs. Ashley.

“MOM!! Why are you still up?”

“Why do you think I am still up? Do you know it's past 2:30? And to top it off, you're all drunk!!”

“Oh come on, mom, we only had a few drinks.”

Mrs. Ashley walked over to the three of them and could clearly smell alcohol on all of them.

Reaching behind the three of them, she smacked the seats of all three.

“A few drinks? I can understand a few drinks, but not so much for you three to be acting like this. And even worse, driving while in your state.”

Neale interrupted the scolding.

“Excuse me, Mrs. Ashley, I need to go home.”

“You're not going anywhere, young man, not in your condition. You can sleep it off in the guest room. But, before any of you think about sleeping, all three of you can just go stand behind the couch.”

Even in their condition, the three realized what Mrs. Ashley intended. While Beth and Marylee weren't surprised, the same couldn't be said for Neale.

“What? You can't be serious. You don't have the right.”

“Oh, I am very serious, young man. You have already spent some time over my lap as well as bent over the couch, so this isn't anything new for you. Besides I have already talked to your mom. Now, don't make it any worse for yourself and do what I say.”

The two girls, serious now, turned and began walking over and behind the couch. Neale, seeing the girls obey, let out a big sigh and joined them. Once all three were behind the couch, Mrs. Ashley walked behind them and began undoing and lowering their shorts. Neale no longer bothered to protest, recalling the painful spanking that Mrs. Ashley had given him while Beth and he were in high school.

Once their shorts were down to their knees, Mrs. Ashley had them step out of the shorts, leaving them clad only in panties or underpants. Then she ordered the three of them to bend over and now three sets of behinds were sticking up in the air. One more thing was left to be done, and Mrs. Ashley took care of that as she lowered Beth's and Marylee's panties and then Neale's underpants. All three of them had previously experienced what was about to happen.

With no place to go, they remained in position as they saw Mrs. Ashley leave the living room. She wasn't gone long and when she returned, she was carrying her paddle.

All of the three bent over the couch were downcast as Mrs. Ashley walked behind them. They could sense their behinds sticking up behind them, almost an open invitation to the paddle Mrs. Ashley was holding. They shifted nervously waiting for the inevitable, wondering who would be getting it first.

<WHACK!>

“OOWWW!!”

Beth yelled out in pain as the paddle smacked her bare behind.

<WHACK!>

“OOOUUCCHHH!”

Once again, Beth felt the hard wood of the paddle smack her bottom, causing more pain for her.

<WHACK!>

Then Beth heard two more smacks fall, only this time it was Neale feeling the paddle as he yelled out in pain.

<WHACK!>

Then two more smacks landed, as Marylee yelled out. Now all three had received two spanks each with the paddle. The pattern because obvious when Mrs. Ashley returned to Beth and gave her two more hard spanks with the paddle, followed, as before, by Neale and then Marylee.

Their yells of pain became louder as their bottoms received the additional paddle smacks. Back and forth, Mrs. Ashley went as she paddled the three of them, two whacks at a time. Their yells of pain increased, accompanied shortly by their crying which got louder and louder with each smack.

By the time they had received ten spanks each, they were all sobbing, but their paddling was only half over and for the second half of their punishment, Mrs. Ashley changed things. Starting once again with her daughter, she applied five successive smacks to her daughter, causing even louder sobbing. Then she followed up with five spanks in a row for Neale and then the same for Marylee.

In their rooms, Justin and Jay were now up, awaken by the sound of the paddle being applied. Looking at the time, they weren't surprised that their sister and her friend were being spanked but were surprised by the squeals of a different voice, who, they surmised, had to be their sister's friend, Neale. They were also surprised by the sound of the smacks as well as space between them, unusual when their mom spanked with a hairbrush. Recognizing that it was a paddling, rather than a hairbrush spanking told then that the three were being punished for something more than being late.

Back in the living room, Mrs. Ashley went back behind Beth and then once again, applied five hard smacks of the paddle to the now red behind. Then she followed suit with Neale and then Marylee, leaving all three of them bawling.

Behind them, Mrs. Ashley surveyed her work, satisfied that they would be soon sleeping on their stomachs. Then she reached over and pulled up Beth's and Marylee's panties and Neale's underpants

“Ok, get up and go to bed...”

The three of them stood up, tears streaming down their cheeks, and walked out from behind the coach, trying to avoid reaching back and rubbing their fiery behinds. As they walked by Mrs. Ashley, they cringed, expecting the possibility of an extra smack or two as they passed by her. Instead, Mrs. Ashley just stood there, arms crossed, and still holding the paddle.

Beth and Marylee went to Beth's bedroom and Neale to the guest room, and shortly were in bed. True to Mrs. Ashley's thoughts, all three slept on their stomachs, once their red, burning behinds let them.

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Part 62

Marylee and Beth, on their stomachs, slept fitfully, while, in another room, Neale, also on his stomach, eventually went to sleep and slept soundly.

Soundly, at least, until he was suddenly woken up by a sharp pain to his bottom. With a yelp, he raised up, and saw his mom by his bed, holding her hairbrush.

“You” SMACK “have” SMACK “slept” SMACK SMACK “long enough. Now get up!!”

With his bottom stinging, Neale slowly got up, but not fast enough for his mom, who grabbed his arm and yanked him up and out of the bedroom toward the Ashley's living room. When they got there, Neale was startled by the sight in front of him. In the room were three stools, two of which were occupied. Sitting on one stool was Mrs. Ashley, who had Marylee over her knees, her pajama bottoms at her knees. On another stool was someone that Neale didn't know, who had Beth over her knees, her pajama bottoms also at half mast.

Neale felt himself being propelled over to the third and empty stool. Placed to the right of the stool, his mom sat down and then pulled him over her knees. Immediately, Neale felt the waistband of his underpants yanked down and he joined the two girls in being bare bottomed over a knee.

Then three hands were raised followed by those same hands smacking the upturned behinds below them. Again and again, as the two girls and one boy yelped in pain, the handspanks rainied down, turning the bottoms from pale to pink and then red, as the spankings continued on, until all three were crying steadily.

The spankings stopped, but only temporarily, as the three spankers reached over, picked up their hairbrushes and resumed the spankings. The sound of the three hairbrushes smacking three bare behinds were loud and the wailing from Neale, Marylee and Beth were nearly as loud and added to the sounds reverberating through the room. When the three spankings ended, there were three sets of crimson behinds and three bawling spankees.

Slowly, the bawling receded, and when it was deemed that the girls had regained some measure of composure, Mrs. Ashley directed them to get up. Once on their feet, their pajama bottoms were raised up. The two girls were sent to shower and get dressed, while Neale remained face down over his mom's knees. Only when Beth and Marylee had left the room was Neale stood up.

Unlike the girls, Neale's underpants were not pulled up. Instead, Neale was taken to the corner and placed there, facing the corner. His mom reminded Neale to not dare reach back and rub, if he knew what was good for him.

Meanwhile, the girls utilized the two bathrooms to shower. Once done, they headed for their rooms, where their mom and Mrs. Robertson, the next door neighbor were waiting with the clothers that Mrs. Ashley intended for them to wear.

Both Beth and Marylee noticed the two gray pleated skirts laid on the bed, the same two they had to wear to the restaurant their first day home. They also noticed a pair of white blouses. Unlike the previous time, when Mrs. Ashley had only threatened to dress them herself, this time, to their embarrassment, Mrs. Ashley and Mrs. Robertson did just that, interspersed with an occasional smack to an already sore behind. What was worse was that they had to go without panties, making them very self-conscious, especially considering the shortness of the two skirts. Even their blouses made them blush, as they left their midriffs bare. They both tugged at the hem of their skirts, as Beth's mom went over to Beth's dresser and picked up some red ribbon. As Beth's mom did the first day back, she put girls' hair in a ponytail and used the ribbon to tie around the ponytail.

While the girls were being dressed, Neale was sent to shower himself, and when done, he was met in his room by his mom. As with the girls, he was dressed, in a pair of shorts that were very short and a collar-less shirt. Just as the girls had to go without panties, Neale had to forego wearing any underpants. He was then taken by the hand out of the bedroom and to the living room. The girls were already there, standing in a corner, with their short skirts pinned up.

Neale was taken to another corner, his shorts lowered, and made to stand face first in his own corner.

The three miscreants were left like that, to wonder what would happen next.

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Part 63

Beth, Marylee and Neale had to stand in their corners for a long 30 minutes, comtemplating what might happen next. As they stood in the corners, their behinds still tingled from the painful spankings they had already received. While Beth and Marylee had already resigned themselves to the realization that the spankings they had already received that morning would not be the extent of their punishment, Neale didn't come to that realization until his mom dressed him in his own 'punishment' outfit. He had a deep foreboding that his wearing his present outfit would not be limited to the Ashley home.

Neale's fear was well-founded when he was told to pull up his shorts and turn around. Once he did so, he noticed that the back of the girls' skirts were unpinned and allowed to drop.

Next, they were escorted outside and to the Ashley family van. While Mrs. Ashley drove, Beth, Marylee and Neale had to kneel in the second row with skirts up and shorts down. Blushing, they had to remain in that position until they reached their destination.

It was the same restaurant Beth and Marylee were taken to the day they arrived. They couldn't help but recall what happened while there, especially as they were led to their table by the owner, who on that previous day, had visited their table while they were over knees being spanked. They also recalled the owner's daughter, a waitress at the family owned restaurant, who had gotten smacked at their table and then promised a later spanking for giggling at the girls' being spanked bare bottomed right at the table.

As they were being led to the table, the girls, as well as Neale, blushed, Neale because of his short shorts and the girls because of their short skirts, with the knowledge of their being bare underneath. All three had the feeling they every pair of eyes in the restaurant were focused on them.

It didn't help when the owner commented on the way they looked.

“If I am not mistaken, it looks like we have three naughty children here.”

As the three turned red from being referred to as 'naughty children', Mrs. Ashley responded to the owner's comment.

“Oh, your not mistaken at all. Not only did these three get home over an hour past their very generous curfew, they arrived drunk and had driven home.”

There was no sympathy from the owner.

“Oh my, that's terrible. They should get their behinds blistered for that!”

In an icy voice, sending chills down the spines of Neale, Marylee and Beth, Mrs. Ashley agreed.

“They were paddled this morning when the came home, and spanked soundly this morning after they woke up. And it's far from over for these three.”

Beth, Marylee and Neale were relieved that when they got to the table, they were able to sit down. It was an uncomfortable feeling but better than the alternative.

It wasn't until they all had eaten that things got much more uncomfortable for the threesome. After a relatively quiet meal, interspersed with an occasional rebuke, the adults started talking about their spanking practices.

As Mrs. Cooper was about to have her turn, she was interrupted by Beth's mom.

“I think these three have been sitting down enough. It's time for them to go over our knees so we can warm their behinds up.”

Three sets of moans were heard as Beth, Marylee and Neale were told to stand up. This time, they were going to be spanked by somebody different than before. Beth was told to go over to Mrs. Cooper, Marylee to Mrs. Robertson and Neale to Mrs. Ashley.

The girls were turned directly over the knees and their short skirts were flipped up, exposing their bare behinds. Neale, once over Mrs. Ashley's knees, had his shorts tugged down.

Before their conversation resumed, the three spankings started. Those nearby already were focused on the developing scene, having witnessed the threesome being turned over and across a pair of knees. Once the sound of the spankings were heard, even more attention were paid by those who hadn't seen the preparation. Now, the sound of the loud handspanks smacking bare skin let everyone in the restaurant be aware of what was taking place.

The embarrassment of being bared and spanked in public gave way to crying as the handspankings continued until all three were crying steadily.

Then the spankings stopped, but the threesome had to remain upended, as the conversation resumed. Neale's mom started it off, saying that she came to believing in spanking only while Neale was in high school, mentioning that it was Neale being spanked by Mrs. Ashley that had caused her to change her ways.

Mrs. Ashley joined in, saying that Neale had told her at that time he had never been spanked and didn't know she had begun spanking him right after that.

With a pause in the conversation, the three spankings began again, causing fresh crying, but this time it ended sooner.

Mrs. Cooper related how she took Neale to the mall and to this boutique, where she purchased a hairbrush. She mentioned how Neale didn't take too kindly to this, and after being rude to the owner of the boutique, the owner demonstrated how to spank by taking down Neale's pants and underpants, putting him over her knees and spanking him with the hairbrush she was going to buy.

Neale's face turned the color of his behind as his mom related his embarrasing debut of being spanked in public. To his sorrow, it was not the last time, and he felt even more embarrassed now in being spanked in public.

As Neale's mom paused again, the spankings resumed, with the three crying once more. It was short again, and then Mrs. Cooper resumed by relating that once she had finished spanking Neale at the boutique and was walking Neale out, a mother was in the process of spanking her two teenaged children in the middle of the mall, having earlier been in the boutique witnessing Neale's two spankings.

It was then that Mrs. Cooper related something very interesting.

“Since that day, the business of that boutique has increased greatly, leading her to expand the size of the shop. What's even more amazing that it all relates to that day. She now provides both products and a service.”

Mrs. Ashley interrupted, “Are you saying.....?”

Neale's mom knew where Mrs. Ashley was heading.

“Yes, she sells various spanking implements, including, and especially, hairbrushes. In addition, upon request, and for a fee, of course, she will either demonstrate how to spank in a hands on manner, as she did with Neale, or in some cases, hand out the entire spanking herself. In fact, I have taken Neale back there once in a while, when I think it is called for.”

“That's interesting...”, mused Mrs. Ashley. “I ran into something interesting the other day.”

Mrs. Ashley was interrupted by Neale's mom.

“Before you continue, let's warm up these behinds, they might be getting cold.”

This was not exactly true, but that didn't stop the spankings from resuming which they did, as three sets of hands began spanking already sore behinds.

As before, the spankings continued until Neale, Marylee and Beth were crying steadily and then Mrs. Ashley resumed the discussion.

“As I saying, I ran into an interesting situation the other day. Beth and Marylee were out, and I had just bared Jay and Justin's behinds in order to spank them, when the doorbell rang. After putting the boys in the corner, I answered the door and this young woman, more a girl, really, was on my doorstep. When she saw the boys in the corner, she was extremely rude, with uncalled for remarks.”

“I guess my motherly instincts took over and I yanked her out to the porch and turned her over my knees. It was then that I found out that she was a Fuller Brush salesperson. In addition, I found out that she never had been spanked before in her life. So, I decided to show her how it feels, and bared her behind and gave her a good handspanking.”

Mrs. Cooper and Mrs. Robertson chuckled at the thought of a hairbrush salesperson getting a spanking while on a sales call.

“Then, with her still across my lap, I checked out her merchandise and picked out a good solid hairbrush and tested it on her. She learned first hand how a good hairbrush spanking feels like. Then I brought her inside, and taught her how to give a good spanking, as well, as she spanked Jay while I spanked Justin. Then I bought the hairbrush.”

Mrs. Cooper had a thought, but kept that to herself. Instead, she had a suggestion.

“Let's get our check and then go for a walk around the mall. We can let them get their bottoms aired out.”

After paying their bill, the sore bottomed threesome were stood up. But they weren't spared further embarrassment, as Marylee and Beth had their skirts pinned up in back and Neale's shorts were pulled up, but then lowered in back, leaving his bottom bare and on display as well.

To their shame, they walked out of the restaurant and into the mall, causing shoppers of all ages to stop and stare at the sight of three young adults being punished in such a juvenile manner.

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Part 64

Note: As I did in a previous chapter, sometimes I like to tie a chapter in to a particular drawing. In this chapter, I used a drawing by Barb that Jon animated.

It was three very embarrassed young adults who, their hands held, slowly walked out of the restaurant and into the mall. Beth, Marylee and Neale felt the stares of those in the area who saw their state of partial undress, the girls with their skirts pinned up, exposing their uncovered behinds, and Neale, with the back of his shorts pulled down in back, displaying his bare behind to anyone watching.

There was no lack of spectators either as they continued to walk. All three looked down, trying to not look anyone in the eye, but they knew they were the center of attention. To the girls, it seemed like they were just walking through the mall without purpose, but Neale had an inkling of where they were headed.

It became apparent to Neale that his inkling was correct as they headed for a shop that he was all too familiar with. It was where he got his first two public spankings, one given by the shop owner, who demonstrated to his mother how to spank, and the second by his mother, who spanked Neale for her very first time. To Neale's shame, both spankings were given in the middle of the store, with his pants and shorts down for other shoppers to witness.

Since that time, there had been a few times when his mom had brought him back to the shop for the owner to renew her acquaintance with Neale's bare behind, always aided by the back of a wooden hairbrush. Each of those times it happened out in the open, for everyone to see.

As they headed for the shop, Mrs. Ashley realized the destination that Mrs. Cooper had steered them to. A boutique that was larger than it was when it had opened. Something else she noticed was a sign in the window that stated the shop was the exclusive area distributor of products made by the Fuller Brush Company. That brought Karen Lewis to mind, wondering if there was a connection.

The six of the walked inside. Inside the shop, Mrs. Ashley felt like they were in a different, more old fashioned time. The lighting, the furniture, seemed to give it a 1950's feel to it.

As they headed to a counter, Mrs. Ashley saw a familiar face.

“Well, hello Karen. I am surprised to you here!”

Startled, Karen Lewis blushed as she recognized her first customer and what she experienced when she had met Mrs. Ashley. Only then did Karen noticed the rest of the party, including three unhappy young adults, realizing that they were bare bottomed and looking very unhappy.

“Hello, Mrs. Ashley. Mrs. Corcoran, the owner of this shop, and I had a discussion and it was decided that we would work together...”

Mrs. Ashley gave Karen a look, who caused Karen to blush.

“A discussion... was it similar to the 'discussion' we had?”

Karen blushed even more, and in an unconscious moment, reached behind her to rub the seat of her jeans.

“Ah, yes, I guess so. Is Mrs. Corcoran around?”

Glad to get off the subject of her 'discussion', Karen replied she was in the back room and would go get her.

As she did, Mrs. Ashley looked around and noticed a partition, or screen, actually on the other side of the shop. She wondered about that as Karen returned with, presumably, the owner of the boutique.

“Hello there. You must be Mrs. Ashley, Karen told me about you.”

Karen turned red and wanted to dig a hole for herself, but said nothing.

“Mrs. Cooper, I didn't see you there. Why, hello Neale. Hmmmm, you must have been misbehaving lately. And you two (referring to Beth and Marylee), looks like we have three naughty children here.”

Mrs. Cooper replied for everyone.

“Hello Helen. Yes, these three have been very naughty. They were out celebrating New Year's Eve and returned back way after curfew, and, what's worse, is they were drinking and drove while intoxicated.”

Mrs. Corcoran mood turned dark.

“That is just terrible. No wonder you are dressed like that. You three should be given the spankings of your lives.”

“Well, that's the idea. Would you?”

Mrs. Corcoran was very willing. Too willing for Beth, Marylee and Neale.

“I'll be glad to and I'll give you all the same discount as I give Mrs. Cooper. Let's all go over to the spanking area.”

Mrs. Corcoran led the way over to where the screen was that Mrs. Ashley had noticed earlier. As they arrived there, Mrs. Ashley noticed more. On the other side of the screen was a small stool, and opposite it were a number of chairs. Adjacent to the chairs was a table, on which were a collection of hairbrushes, some of which, Mrs. Ashley recognized as being manufactured by the Fuller Brush Company.

“Neale Cooper, you stay over here by the stool. I will be spanking you first. The girls can go across your knees. They will be able to see what Neale is getting to get to let them have an idea of what they will receive.”

Mrs. Ashley took Marylee's hand and walked her over to one chair. Sitting down, she turned Marylee over her knees. Following Mrs. Ashley's lead, Mrs. Robertson did the same with Beth as she was upended. Mrs. Cooper went to another chair and just sat down.

Once they were settled, Mrs. Corcoran walked over to the table, picked up one of the hairbrushes and walked back to the stool.

Taking Neale's hand, she had him stand between her legs, facing to her left.

“Let's get these shorts down completely. Maybe some day you'll learn to behave, young man, and I won't have to be turning you over my knees. You will be one sorry young man before I am done with you.”

Mrs. Corcoran reached over and yanked Neale's shorts completely down. Then taking his arm, she pulled him down and over her left knee and put her right leg over his legs, expertly making sure that Neale would not be able to escape or kick his legs.

She raised the hairbrush and then brought it down hard on Neale's bare behind as he yelled out in pain.

“OOWWWWWW!”

Then, without hesitation, she continued. In a steady, but methodical manner, she applied the hairbrush to Neale's behind with thunderous spanks, causing loud yells of pain with each smack of the hairbrush. Without much delay, tears began streaming down Neale's cheeks as the hairbrush repeatedly found its mark.

Meanwhile, some of the shoppers in the boutique continued shopping, seemingly not paying the loud spanking any mind, though clearly hearing the sound of the spanks and the sobbing of the boy being spanked.

Others walked over and stood there watching, and in some cases, enjoying the sight of a naughty young man being taught a good lesson in public. Some were young parents, accompanied by a child or two, while others were grandparents, perhaps recalling a time years earlier, when they punished their on children in the same manner, sometimes in public.

Across from Neale, the three mothers watched and were impressed at the spanking ability of Mrs. Corcoran. The two girls over the knees of two of the mothers were impressed in a different way, as they cringed with each hard smack of the brush on Neale's bottom and with each wail that came from Neale's mouth.

After applying the hairbrush to every inch of Neale's behind, and with Neale wailing, Mrs. Corcoran then concentrated the spanking on the lower part of Neale's bottom where he sits, eliciting even louder wails. When she felt that she was almost done, she paused for a moment.

It was time to add a little scolding to the spanking and finish up the first spanking of three.

“I hope you learn a good lesson from this, Neale. Driving and drinking is dangerous, not just to you but to others. You're lucky to be just getting a hot behind.”

Neale felt anything but lucky, as he barely heard Mrs. Corcoran's words with all his bawling. He thought his spanking was over, but he was mistaken, as Mrs. Corcoran resumed the spanking, with rapid, hard spanks that caused Neale to lose his breath from his wailing and bawling, then suddenly ceased.

What didn't cease was Neale's wailing as it continued as if he was still being spanked, so intense was the pain from the awful spanking he had just received. Of all the spankings that he had received, either from Mrs. Ashley, Mrs. Corcoran or his mom, this was the worst of all.

After just a moment, still bawling, Mrs. Corcoran stood up, and then raised Neale up. Taking his ear, she led him, hobbling, over to his mother and put him over her knees. Then, looking at Mrs. Ashley, who pointed at Beth. Mrs. Corcoran walked over to Mrs. Robertson and helped stand up Beth. Then taking the hand of the extremely nervous girl, she walked her over to the stool.

“Well, I don't have to prepare you at all. You're 'spanking-ready'.”

As she did with Neale, she stood Beth between her legs and then bent her over her left knee. Pinning her, she immediately began spanking. Almost as immediately, Beth began yelling out in pain and soon was crying from the steady, painful spanks. It would only get worse as the hairbrush spanking went on and on, seemingly forever, ignoring Beth's cries, and soon, her wails of pain. Mrs. Corcoran had promised her the spanking of her life and that was Beth was receiving.

Just as she did with Neale, Mrs. Corcoran made sure she paid attention to Beth's sit spot, causing Beth to wail even louder. Once she did that, the spanking paused, as it did with Neale. Unlike Neale, Beth know it wasn't over yet.

“You should know better than to drink and drive. If you were my daughter, you'd be getting a spanking like this every day for a week! You should see how red your behind is!!”

Then Mrs. Corcoran resumed the spanking with fast and hard spanks that left Beth gasping in pain as the hairbrush repeatedly and rapidly walloped her bottom. Finally, the spanking ended, as Beth continued to cry her eyes out.

With numerous onlookers witnessing her spanking, Beth was stood up, and taken by the ear back to Mrs. Robertson, who turned her back over her knees.

Next to them, Marylee already was crying, having witnessed the two previous spankings and knowing she was next.

“I'd save your tears for when you need them, young lady. I'll teach you to drink and drive, never mind exceeding your curfew.”

As Mrs. Corcoran was scolding Marylee, she was putting Marylee in position, pinning her as she did with Neale and Beth, leaving her behind ready for the painful spanking she was about to receive.

As she had watched Beth's spanking, she and a good number of spectators wondered if Mrs. Corcoran had the strength and endurance to hand out a third severe spanking. For Marylee, she hoped that would the case.

From the start, any hope that her spanking would be any less intense was shattered, as the hairbrush began smacking Marylee's behind with the same force as it did to Neale's and Beth's. And so the spanking continued, with no letup, and Marylee's tears changed to loud sobbing and finally to full fledged bawling as she received the same painful spanking as the two previous ones.

When her spanking ended, and Marylee was stood up, the impressed spectators began clapping in appreciation of the three spankings. Across from Marylee and Mrs. Corcoran, Neale and Beth were also stood up, with Neale's shorts being pulled up in front only as before. Everybody walked back to the counter, with Marylee still sobbing loudly and Neale and Marylee looking down. When they reached the counter, three pillows were placed over the counter and all three were bent over, causing their crimson bottoms to stick up in air.

They remained over the counter while Mrs. Ashley and Mrs. Cooper paid the bill for the service that Mrs. Corcoran provided. As promised, she gave Mrs. Ashley the same discount that she always gave Neale's mom. The only discount she didn't give was the actual spankings themselves. For that, she didn't scrimp one iota.

While they were paying their bill, Mrs. Ashley noticed a pair of paddles on the wall. One was larger than the other, and Mrs. Ashley thought, since Marylee was about to start her career as a teacher, it would be a good gift for her, even if she wouldn't appreciate it right away. With the three naughty children bent over the counter, she also thought that she should try out the paddles right then and there.

Expressing her wish to try out the paddles, Karen reached up and took them off the wall and handed them over to Mrs. Ashley. Gripping them both, she placed the larger one on the counter and, holding the smaller one, she went behind Neale, tapped his bottom and then reached back and smacked his red behind with the smaller paddle.

“OOOWWWWW”

One more time, she applied the paddle to Neale's behind, causing fresh tears from the young man. Handing the paddle to Mrs. Cooper, she pointed to Neale, indicating to use the paddle on her son only.

<SMACK!>

The paddle, smacking his already fiery bottom, caused Neale to resume sobbing, which did not stop Mrs. Robertson or Mrs. Corcoran from adding their “two spanks worth”.

With the paddle back in her hand, she went behind Beth and started the process once again. Two smacks by each caused Beth to sob once again and when Marylee had her turn, she was sobbing as well, more so, as she was the one most recently spanked.

Mrs. Ashley then picked up the larger paddle, and, in succession, applied one hard smack of the paddle to each of the three, to the loud wails from each. Then Mrs. Cooper, Mrs. Robertson and Mrs. Corcoran repeated the process. All three behinds were glowing and all three wailing.

“I think I will buy these paddles. I have been thinking. Karen, you've been left out of this, so why don't you go behind these three and spank them yourself. Just use your hand, though.”

Neale, Beth and Marylee heard Mrs. Ashley thru their sobbing in dismay. Their behinds were already on fire and it wasn't over yet.

Karen, surprised, but not wanting to go against Mrs. Ashley's wishes, walked behind Neale and began smacking Neale. She made sure she spanked Neale soundly, not wanting to be shown first hand how hard she should spank. She spanked Neale until he was bawling and then walked over to Beth and began spanking her. With the paddling and now the spanking in the open part of the shop, every customer present had a good view to the proceedings, and watched as Karen spanked the threesome. Once she had spanked Beth, she walked behind Marylee and spanked her. When she finished, all three were bawling and there were three sets of behinds solidly red and very well spanked.

While Karen was spanking, Mrs. Ashley had purchased the paddles and when Karen finished, the three bawling young adults were stood up and red bottomed and red faced, they walked out of the shop and made the long and embarrassing walk through the mall and out to the van.

Once out at the van, they were allowed to sit down. It was an extremely uncomfortable ride back home for the three of them after a long, painful and embarrassing day.

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Part 65

Once everyone arrived back at the Ashley's, Mrs. Cooper took Neale's ear and 'spank-marched' him to his car. She lowered his shorts and bent him over under her arm, she rapidly handspanked him until he was crying steadily. Then she allowed Neale to get inside, instructing him to go right home, and informing him that his punishment wasn't over yet.

To his embarrassment, Neale got inside, bare bottomed and squirming, and started his car. Slowly, he backed out of the driveway, and went on his way, with the fear of being seen in his condition. Once away from the house, Neale looked for and found a parking lot where he parked away from other cars. Reaching down, he pulled up his shorts, then sighed, thinking of his embarrassing and painful day.

Meanwhile, the girls watched nervously, especially Beth, and when Neale left, the girls had to thank Mrs. Robertson and Mrs. Cooper for spanking them. Once they did that, Mrs. Ashley had the girls go on the porch and bend over the railing. Their bare behinds in the air, they saw Mrs. Robertson head next door to her home, and Mrs.Cooper get into her car and leave.

That left Mrs. Ashley, who was on the deck, behind the two girls. The girls were still suffering the aftereffects of their spankings and paddlings at the mall, but they were under no illusions that they were only just being displayed.

They were not wrong, as Mrs. Ashley took out the smaller paddle that she bought and went behind Beth and began paddling her. After five spanks, she turned her attention to Marylee and applied the paddle to Marylee's bare bottom for five spanks of her own.

This was repeated four more times, with the girls once again sobbing and their behinds red once again.

“Ok girls, get inside and go to your room. You can just stay there the rest of the day.”

Glad to be able to get off the railing, the sobbing girls stood up and scooted inside and went quickly to the rooms, flopping down on their beds on their stomachs.

The girls were happy enough to remain in their room. They were left alone, except for when their mom brought their dinner in to them. They were even happy enough to stay home while the rest of the family went out for the evening.

That evening, while in their rooms, Beth and Marylee chatted a bit, which led Beth to grab a couple of items and go out to her car. She then returned to the house and back to her room.

After their long day, both girls went to bed fairly early. When they woke up the next morning, which was the day they would be returning to Lee Academy, Mrs. Ashley came into their room and told them it was time to get up.

As the girls got up, Mrs. Ashley told them that once they were dressed, they should pack before eating breakfast. As she left the room, she added one more item.

“Oh, by the way, put on the same skirts you wore yesterday, and there's no need to wear any panties.”

Both girls let out muffled moans and unconsciously reached back in anticipation. Then, resigned to their fate, the girls did what they were told. Once they had dressed and packed, they headed for the kitchen.

When they got there, Jay and Justin, still in pajamas, were already seated and eating, with unhappy looks on their faces. Beth and Marylee wondered why as they approached their chairs, but before they could sit down, Mrs. Ashley called them over. They walked over and Beth was placed between Mrs. Ashley's knees, facing to the left, and was bent over. She felt her skirt being flipped up in back.

<SMACK!>

Five times Beth's behind was smacked soundly as she squealed out in pain. Before she was allowed to stand up, Beth felt her mom fiddling with the back of her skirt, letting Beth know that her skirt was in the process of being pinned up once again.

“Go sit down, Beth. Marylee, come here, it's your turn.”

As Beth, tears in her eyes, walked downcast to her chair, Marylee, knowing what was in store for her, did what she was told. Just like Beth, she was smacked five times and, her skirt pinned up, she was allowed to sit down.

Mrs. Ashley stood up, and, as she served Beth and Marylee, explained why the boys were looking so unhappy.

“You may have noticed that the boys aren't looking too cheerful this morning. They were pretty fresh with their attitudes last night, and they didn't clean their rooms like they were told. So, this morning, they are going to be punished.”

Both Marylee and Beth, as well as the boys, knew what Mrs. Ashley meant by saying the boys were going to be punished. So, they thought, there were going to be plenty of spankings to be handed out. It was a quiet breakfast, as Mrs. Ashley and the four "condemned" ate their breakfast. Once it was over, the girls were told to get their bags and put them in the trunk of Beth's car and then return.

As the girls went to do as instructed, Mrs. Ashley escorted Jay and Justin to the living room and marched them to an empty corner, where she stood the two boys, facing in, next to each other. Then she reached over and yanked their pajama bottoms down, baring their behinds.

When the girls returned from loading the car's trunk, they saw the boys in the corner and weren't surprised when Mrs. Ashley pointed to another empty corner. Sighing the girls went over and placed themselves in the corner.

“My, the four of you look sooo cute! It's like you are all ten years old, rather than young men and young women.”

This only embarrassed them all, as they blushed from the remarks of Mrs. Ashley. As they remained in the corner, all four wondered in what form their upcoming spankings would take.

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Part 66

As the the three Ashley children plus Marylee stood bare bottomed in the corner, they wondered in what form their spankings would take. That they would be spanked was a given, the only question was how and how bad the spankings would be.

They were in the corner for about 15 minutes when the doorbell rang. As they heard Mrs. Ashley walk toward the front door, they wondered who it was. As they faced the corner, they thought of Mrs. Corcoran from the boutique or Mrs. Cooper, Neale's mother. They found out it was neither of those two.

“Good Morning, Karen. Come on in. I appreciate you helping me out.”

As they heard Mrs. Ashley greet Karen Lewis, the four of them recalled the girl at the boutique, while Justin and Jay, especially Jay, thought about their first meeting with Karen.

“As you can see, the four of them are all ready. We should get started, the girls have some traveling to do. I'll take Beth, and you take Marylee and let's get them outside.”

Marylee, Beth and Beth's brothers all groaned at that. Bad enough to be spanked, but to be spanked out in the open on the front porch added greatly to their shame. The girls felt their ears being grabbed, as they were marched out the front door to the porch. As they walked out, they couldn't miss the sight of the two stools with hairbrushes placed on top of them. Then they spotted the four pillows placed over the front railing, telling them that they would also be bent over and displayed as well.

They found themselves being taken over to the railing and both girls had to bent all the way over the railing over a pillow. As they did so, they could sense their behinds sticking up in the air, and knew they would be quite a sight for anyone walking or driving by.

“We'll be right back, don't go anywhere.”

Both girls remained silent, knowing they had little choice but to remain bent over the railing. As for Mrs. Ashley and Karen, they went back inside. As Mrs. Ashley walked over to Jay, she motioned to Karen to go over to Justin. Karen did so, and followed suit as Mrs. Ashley raised Jay's pajama bottoms up. The two boys then had their ears grabbed and they were taken out to the front porch.

Jay and Justin only had a quick look at their sister and Marylee as they were taken over to the stools. They stood next to the stools as Mrs. Ashley and then Karen picked up the hairbrushes. Mrs. Ashley then handed her hairbrush to Jay.

“Hold on to this, Jay. DO NOT drop it if you know what's good for you. Karen, hand Justin the hairbrush. The same goes for you, Justin, don't let it drop.”

This was different for the two boys as they gripped firmly the hairbrush they were holding. Jay found himself being taken over to his mother's right side and then upended over her knees, his arms and legs dangling helplessly. Karen, having previously taken Jay over her knees, now helped his older brother across her knees.

Meanwhile, the girls continued to hang over the railing, Looking underneath, they had an upside-down view of the two boys over the knees and watched as the boy's pajama bottoms were tugged down. The boys continued to hold the hairbrushes in their hands as Mrs. Ashley raised her arm and began Jay's spanking. Karen, seeing this, began as well and now both boys were being handspanked. This was another new experience for Karen, who's only previous experience in handing out a spanking was when she had spanked Jay with a hairbrush. Knowing Mrs. Ashley, Karen made sure she spanked Justin with hard spanks, not wanting to give Mrs. Ashley any opportunity to demonstrate how hard the spanking should be.

As the spanking continued, both girls couldn't help but be aware of cars driving by, most of them slowing down by the sight they beheld, two girls bent over a railing with their behinds bare, while two teenaged boys were being handspanked while over the knee.

The two spankers continued spanking the boys until the boys were crying steadily and their bottoms were well-warmed. They were stood up and taken over to the railing and bent over the two unoccupied pillows, their reddened behinds now on display. Both boys continued to grip the handle of the hairbrush they were holding and for a few moments, there were four sets of behinds in a row, with only two of them pale.

It was just for a few minutes however, as Mrs. Ashley grabbed Marylee's ear and Karen grabbed Beth's. To the accompaniment of yelping, the two girls were stood up and taken over to the stools. Quickly, they were put over knees and their spankings started.

If anything, Mrs. Ashley began spanking more rapidly than she did with Jay, and noticing this, Karen did the same. It didn't take long for the girls to start crying and their crying increased in intensity with each smack of the flat of their hands across their bare behinds. Unlike the boys, the onset of steady crying did not end the dual spankings. Only when the girls were sobbing hard did the rapidfire spanks finally cease.

The girls were immediately stood up and taken back over to and upended once more over the railing. Once they were bent over, Jay and Justin, still holding the hairbrushes, were s tood up and taken over to the stools. This time, Jay went over Karen's knees and Justin over his mom's. Both boys knew what was going to happen next and they weren't wrong as they were told to reach their arm back and hand the hairbrushes over.

The dual spankings began and the two boys didn't waste much time yelling out in pain followed by the sound of loud sobbing as the brush smacked their behinds over and over. There was a short pause, as Mrs. Ashley scolded the two boys.

“I suggest you learn from this so I don't have to take you out to the porch to spank you any more.”

Then, unknown to the boys, Mrs. Ashley looked at Karen and then pointed to the lower part of Jay's bottom, indicating where to spank. Then she flashed five fingers twice and then raised her arm.

<SPANK!> <SPANK!> <SPANK!> <SPANK!> <SPANK!>

Ten times each hairbrush smacked the sit spots of the two boys as they howled in pain.

“Ok, boys, stand up.”

The two sobbing boys, tears streaming down their cheeks, stood up shakily. They were on their feet for only a moment as they were taken over to the railing, and once again bent over it, their crimson behinds in the air.

The two girls were getting more nervous by the second, knowing they were next. They didn't have long to wait and they were helped up. Mrs. Ashley took her daughter to one stool as Karen marched Marylee to the other.

It was then that the preparation differed. Instead of putting the girls over both knees, first Mrs. Ashley and then Karen, placed the girls between their legs and bent the girls over their left knees. This was followed by both Mrs. Ashley and Karen placing their right leg over the girls' legs, effectively pinning their legs.

This effectively raised the girls' bottoms up as they awaited what they knew would be a painful hairbrushing. They didn't have to wait long as both Mrs. Ashley and Karen began spanking the two girls.

Loud cries of pain were heard from the girls as the two hairbrushes repeatedly found its target. As the spanking continued, even the boys, bent over the railing, cringed as the girls were spanked. The boys also couldn't help but hear cars passing by and slowing down, seeing the unusual sight of two boys bent over a railing and two others being spanked. As they cried, the boys realized that the girls' spankings were going on longer than theirs. And so it was, as Mrs. Ashley and Karen continued the spanking and the girls continued to wail in pain. Finally, Mrs. Ashley stopped spanking and Karen followed suit. The girls were too busy bawling to understand anything at that point, but the boys figured that the spankings weren't over yet, as they recalled their own spankings.

The pause was longer than the boys', as Mrs. Ashley and Karen kept the girls over their left knee as Mrs. Ashley scolded the two girls.

“Think it was such a good idea to drink and drive, young ladies? The next time you are tempted, you would do good to recall your burning behinds. If I have anything to say about it, if you think this spanking is bad, it will be nothing compared to what you will get if it happens again.”

With that said, Mrs. Ashley raised the hairbrush, and Karen did the same. Then one after the other, they brought it down on the lower part of the girls' behinds, eliciting loud howls of pain. Spank after spank struck home where the girls sit as the girls wailed loudly out of control.

It wasn't until 20 spanks on their sit spots were administered did the two spankings finally end. The girls were kept across the knee for a few moments before they were stood up and very wobbly, they were put back over the railing. Now there were four sets of behinds up in the air, with two of them blazing red.

As Karen and Mrs. Ashley sat on the stools and chatted, they, at the same time. kept their eyes on the four miscreants, making sure they didn't reach back to rub, something the girls, especially, ached to do. Hearing cars beeping while bent over did nothing to ease their misery and they looked down, not daring to see who was driving by. Their only salvation was that no one walked by, but the boys thought that it wouldn't be surprising at all, if their plight was witnessed by neighbors across the street.

It was 30 minutes before the boys were allowed to get up and hobble inside, their pajama pants at their ankles. Once they were inside, the girls were stood up. With Mrs. Ashley grabbing Beth's ear and Karen taking ahold of Marylee's, they were marched out to Beth's car.

This surprised Beth, who thought they would be riding back to Lee Academy bare from the waist down. As they walked to the car, her mother noticed something fleeting in Beth's expression, and wondered about that. As they reached the car, she thought she knew what Beth was thinking and shortly, she thought, she would know if she was right.

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Part 67

With their skirts pinned up in back, and having just been severely spanked, the two girls were taken by their ears to Beth's car. As they were being taken to the car, Beth had the thought that they would be spared the embarrassment of having to drive back to Lee Academy bare from the waist down, as she had to do after Thanksgiving.

At the same time, Mrs. Ashley noticed a look on Beth's face that gave her pause. It was a look that she had seen before, when Beth had thought she had gotten away with something. So, when they reached the car, she released her grip on Beth's ear, opened the front door on the driver's side and looked inside. Reaching under the seat, she found an item and then walking around the other side, opened that door and looked under the seat. Once again, she found something.

Walking over to the girls, she displayed the two items she had found, two pairs of shorts.

“I see you were prepared in case you were being sent back to school with bare bottoms.”

Both girls blushed and looked down.

“Trying to be cute and sneaky, doesn't pay, young ladies. And in this case, it has backfired in you.”

Mrs. Ashley walked over to Beth and undid and removed Beth's skirt completely and then went over to Marylee and removed her skirt. then, taking Beth's ear, she walked the girl over to the car door. Both front windows were open and Mrs. Ashley bent Beth through the window and over the door. With her behind sticking out, Mrs. Ashley walked over to Marylee, took her over to the other side of the car and put her over the car door.

“Karen, watch these two sneaky brats, I'll be right back.”

Leaving Karen with Beth and Marylee, Mrs. Ashley went inside. Going to her room, she retrieved her desired item and returned to the driveway on the side of the house.

Meanwhile, Beth was silently cursing herself, her plan of last night having backfired. Not only would she and Marylee be returning to Lee Academy bare from the waist down, she was sure that they would be spanked again, this time, she expected, with her mom's sorority paddle.

And so, as Mrs. Ashley walked over to the left side of the car, she was, indeed, holding her paddle.

“Maybe we ought to go over to the mall and I could paddle you in the mall parking lot? Would you like that?”

Mrs. Ashley paused for a response but got none, as the two girls didn't want to say the wrong thing and give Mrs. Ashley to do as she warned. Fortunate only in the sense that Mrs. Ashley didn't carry out her threat, Beth anticipated the first smack of the paddle which she knew would hurt something awful on her already well-spanked behind.

The first smack of the paddle got Beth yelling out in pain. Four more times the paddle smacked the red behind, igniting the fire in her bottom and her tears. Leaving Beth sobbing, Mrs. Ashley walked over to Marylee, who was dreading feeling the sting of the paddle. Awaiting the first smack, she gritted her teeth.

<SMACK!>

“OOOOWWWWWWW!!!!”

Her bottom burned at the first smack, and burnt even more with each additional smack of the paddle and she was sobbing when the five spanks were administered.

“Ok, Karen, take the paddle and give Beth five spanks and then give Marylee five.”

Karen took the paddle, and walked over to the left side of the car. From a position to the left of Beth, she reached back and smacked Beth's behind firmly.

“OOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!”

Four more times she smacked Beth's behind, as Beth howled in pain. Then over to the right side of the car and administered five spanks to Marylee's bottom so that now there were two sobbing girls hanging out of the two front car doors.

Mrs. Ashley retrieved the paddle from Karen, went to Beth, and held the paddle against the lower part of Beth's behind, as if measuring it. Then, reaching way back, she gave Beth a thunderous smack across Beth's 'sit spot' causing Beth to yell out so loud to wake up anyone who still was sleeping in the neighborhood. Then Mrs. Ashley walked around and gave Marylee the same treatment and now both girls were howling loudly.

“Karen, help Marylee up and give her 20 hard handspanks and sit her in the car.”

While Karen did what she was told, Mrs. Ashley walked over to Beth and stood her up. Then opened the car door, and just before sitting her down, she bent Beth over and smacked her soundly 20 times. Meanwhile, Karen was doing the same to Marylee. The two girls were then sat down and both girls jumped up from the painful contact with the car's upholstery before gingerly sitting back down.

Just before the girls drove off, Mrs. Ashley gave the girls one final admonition.

“Don't even think of finding a way to get to your clothes until you get to the school.”

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Part 68

The two girls, still sobbing, and very uncomfortable sitting down with their bare, burning bottoms resting on the car's vinyl seats, finally were able to head for Lee Academy, after enduring a severe set of spankings and paddlings. Self-conscious, they were all too aware of their embarrassing state of undress and could imagine that the occupants of other cars could see their sobbing and squirming, and make the connection that they were two well-spanked young ladies.

Beth, remembering her mom's words of warning, dreading arriving back at school, recalling what occurred when she returned to Lee Academy from Thanksgiving receess. Marylee, however, unaware of what happened to Beth at that time, only thought of how embarrassing her stay, especially the past weekend, was, and how embarrassed she felt as she sat in the car bare from her waist down.

For the duration of the trip, both girls continued to squirm in discomfort, with Beth getting more and more nervous as they got closer to their destination. Recalling once again her mom's warning as they left her house, she had her suspicions, and when they pulled in to the Lee Academy parking lot, those suspicions became reinforced.

For apparently waiting for the two girls was Barbara Connolly, leaving Beth with dread, and Marylee red-faced at the prospect of displaying her near naked state to the english teacher. Beth pulled the car into an empty parking space and just sat there, not very anxious to leave the car. However, she, and Marylee, were left with little choice as Barbara Connolly approached Beth's door and motioned for Beth to get out of the car. Sighing, Beth did what she was told, and blushing, got out of the car.

“Well, well, this is becoming a habit for you, young lady, driving to school with a bare behind. You can get of the car as well, Marylee.”

Reluctantly, Marylee followed Beth out of the car and stood next to Beth behind the car as they faced Barbara, their bare bottoms facing the street.

“Now, what is the reason for this, young ladies?”

Both girls stood mute and with their heads down.

“Oh, cat has your tongue? Maybe I can solve that problem.”

Mrs. Connolly walked over to the girls and bent them over.

“I can see that you have been soundly spanked, your behinds are still showing redness.”

Barbara smacked the girls' behinds hard five times each, causing loud yelps of pain from the girls.

“Now, are you going to tell me why you are both dressed, or, rather, undressed as you are? Or do I need to contine? I have all day.”

Still bent over, Beth mumbled something.

SMACK!!

“SPEAK UP!”

“We came home past curfew on New Year's Eve.”

Barbara Connolly applied another five spanks to Beth's bottom, causing louder yelps.

“I don't think that's the entire story, Beth. Tell me everything or you will be in bigger trouble than you are already.”

“We...ah....also drank too much and then drove home.” Beth finally confessed.

“It's about time you told the truth! Now I know why you have been punished like you have been. I am very disappointed in you two. Both of you should know better. More important, it reflects poorly on Lee Academy and that won't be tolerated.”

Barbara Connolly went over and opened Beth's car door and reached inside, released the trunk's latch and returned to the girls, who remained bent over.

“I want the two of you to grab the fender. NOW!!”

The girls stepped forward and reached for the fender, causing them to bend over even further, as they continued to be displayed to those walking or driving by. This wasn't exactly in the forefront of their thoughts as they anticipated further punishment. Bent over, they heard a 'whoosh' sound, which Beth recognized as the sound of a belt being removed. That brought to Beth's mind, the strapping she received from Barbara in front of the school and the later one that she received from Margaret Morley, a fellow housemother.

'SWISH' <WHACK!>

Beth yelled out in pain as she felt the impact of the first spank of the doubled belt. Barbara then smacked Marylee with the belt, causing her to yell out. Barbara then alternated smacks of the belt to the two girls as they both sobbed from the pain of the strapping. Not until both girls received 20 spanks each with the strap did it end, and by that time, both girls were bawling and their behinds were once again on fire.

As the girls stayed bent over, Barbara reached into the trunk and pulled out the girls' skirts. First Beth and then Marylee, she put the skirts on them, and told them to stand up.

“I expect both of you to be in Beth's room tomorrow at 11:00.”

Both girls groaned, as they knew what that meant.

“What, you thought what you just got was your punishment? That's only a sample, tomorrow you'll get your real punishment. Drinking and driving, you two ought to be ashamed of yourselves. Now, Beth go to your room and Marylee, go to your apartment and I will see you tomorrow. Now, scoot.”

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Her bottom stinging and she in tears, Beth grabbed her luggage and made her way inside and to her room. To her relief, she didn't meet anyone on her route to her room. Once inside, she plopped herself on her bed, face down, and cried some more.

When she was done feeling bad for herself and the stinging of her bottom had subsided, Beth got up and unpacked. Then decided that a shower would do her behind well, so that was her next step.

The shower helped her feel better, Beth dressed in a skirt and blouse, foregoing any thought of putting on her usual choice of jeans when she dressed casually. Shutting the door behind her, Beth went out to her car, sat down gingerly, and drove off, heading for Marylee's new apartment as she had promised to do.

Once at Marylee's apartment, she went inside and they hugged and commiserated over their previous misfortune and also what would be upcoming the following day. Beth then helped Marylee set up the apartment and then the two of them left to go food shopping.

Both of them had an expectation that they would be able to spend the afternoon without being reminded of their upcoming spankings the following day, but that was not to be. As they were shopping, they noticed a mom scolding her young teenaged son. They noticed the boy replying to his mom and evidently his response displeased his mom because she went over to the boy, bent him under her left arm, and methodically began smacking the seat of the boy's shorts.

Beth turned to Marylee, and whispered, “Maybe I ought to lend that mom the hairbrush that's in my pocketbook. Or suggest she pull those shorts down and spank his bare behind.”

Marylee nodded her head and then added, “Of course, they way things have gone for us, she'd find a reason to use the hairbrush on us rather than her son.”

Both girls giggled at their own comments, which evidently caught the attention of the mom, who glared at the two girls and asked, “Do you think being spanked is funny?”

Both girls backed away, shaking their heads negatively.

When she noticed the girls' reaction, the mom commented, “I didn't think so.” and then finished spanking her son.

Then raising up the red faced and crying boy, she spoke the words that many parents tell their children when they have misbehaved in public, “When we get home, you're going over my knees for a good, old-fashioned spanking on your bare behind.”

As the boy's wrist was grabbed by his mom and they walked out of the store, the girls looked at each other as if they had escaped being on the receiving end of another public spanking and breathed a sigh of relief. They continued with their shopping without any further incident and returned back to Marylee's apartment where the two girls prepared and ate supper.

Later, when Beth was on her way back to Lee Academy, her thoughts turned to what she faced the next day and it made her unhappy and more than a little apprehensive. She couldn't help but think of why she kept getting herself in such situations. Arriving back to her room, she watched some tv, trying to get her mind off the next day, but was only partially successful. She spent a restless night, tossing and turning and the next morning took her time getting up.

After breakfast, she showered and then got dressed, deciding once again to put on a blouse and skirt. Then she waited for Marylee to arrive, hoping she would not be late. She wasn't as Marylee arrived at 10:45, 15 minutes early. Then they both waited, like convicts on death row, nervous and silent.

At one minute to eleven, there was a knock on the door. As much as Beth, and Marylee, didn't want to answer the knock, they had no choice and both girls walked to the door and Beth opened it. Waiting on the other side was Barbara Connolly and the school nurse, Veronica Lord.

“It's nice that you are ready on time, girls. Ms. Lord, when she heard what you two brats did, volunteered to help me out.”

Barbara and Veronica entered the room, with Barbara going over to Beth and Veronica going to Marylee. While the girls stood there, nervously, they had their panties taken down and removed. Then the girls were turned around and their skirts were pinned up, leaving both girls with their behinds bared. Their wrists were then grabbed and both girls were marched out of the room. Beth had a bad feeling and to her regret, those feelings were confirmed when they were marched toward the front door. The fact that there were two stools placed next to the door didn't do anything to change Beth's mind.

As they approached the front door, Barbara opened the door annd then the stools were grabbed by Barbara's and Veronica's free hands. As they stepped outside the school building, Marylee began protesting.

“Please, no, not out here!!! Can't you do it inside?”

“Oh, we could, but we aren't going to. It's not like you haven't been spanked in public before. Knowing how Beth has been brought up, I doubt that you were spared that during your stay at the Ashley's, especially considering how you behaved, or, rather, how you misbehaved. So, no more arguments, you are going to be spanked right out here so everyone can see what happens to girls who think it's ok to drink and drive!!”

Marylee didn't respond, knowing that it would be futile and allowed herself to be brought over to the stool and then turned over the knees the school nurse. At the same time, Beth was turned over Barbara's knees, so now both girls were put into their childish position in front of the school for anyone to see.

Both girls dangled over the knees while they were scolded and lectured, with the right hand of Barbara and Veronica resting on their behinds. When they no longer felt the hand on their behinds, the girls knew their spankings were about to begin.

As they were being scolded, a small crowd gathered on the sidewalk below, curious to see what was obviously about to take place. Cars riding by slowed down and some honked their horns and a couple yelled out encouragment to Veronica and Barbara to, as one such person put it, “tan their bottoms until they couldn't sit down for a week”.

It was so embarrassing for both girls, especially Marylee, whom unlike Beth, had never experienced being spanked in front of the school. Embarrassing enough for them to wish the spanking would start already. Finally, it did, as the girls no longer felt the bare hand resting on their bottoms and shortly thereafter, the girls felt the first smack of the bare hand on their bare seats.

That first spank was quickly followed by another and then another, as Veronica and Barbara quickly got into a rhythm, steadily spanking the two bare behinds as the girls began yelping and crying. That had no effect on the two determined spankers who continued to smack the reddening bottoms. Those that were watching were impressed at the soundness of the handspanking, while some others wondered if it was only going to be a handspanking.

Meanwhile, the girls forgot about being spanked in public or those watching, as the methodical spankings kept their attention on their stinging behinds. Seemingly unending, the dual handspankings finally did end, with both girls sobbing hard. With the end of the handspankings and as the girls, still sobbing, regained a bit of composure, they once again became aware of their surroundings and the shame of being the object of attention for those gathered on the sidewalk.

While Beth expected that their spankings weren't over yet, Marylee had some hope, especially when they were put on their feet. What they heard next, however, told Marylee that her hopes were futile.

“Ok, Beth, go over to Ms. Lord and Marylee, come over here.”

Marylee moaned at Barbara's words, but she, as well as Beth, did what they were told. Marylee went over to Barbara, who upended her over her left knee, and placed her right leg over Marylee's legs, making sure that Beth would have no escape. Meanwhile, Beth walked over to Veronica, who turned Beth over her left knee and pinned her as well. Now both girls' bottoms were jackknifed up and awaiting further punishment.

They didn't have long to wait, as both Barbara and Veronica reached into their pockets and pulled out hairbrushes, causing some in the crowd to whistle. Hearing that did nothing to soothe the girls at all.

Neither did the impact of the hairbrush on their behinds as the hairbrush spankings began. The sound of the hairbrush smacking bare bottoms intermixed with the sounds of the girls yelling out in pain and the spankings continued with the two girls bawling and sobbing. Smack after smack, the hairbrushes assaulted the bare, red behinds of the two girls, tears streaming down their cheeks and the girls unable to resist.

Suddenly, the spankings stopped. But not because the spankings were over. Instead, the spankings paused because walking up the steps was Margaret Morley, who once again had interrupted a spanking on the front steps of the school. And, once again, Beth was involved, only this time, she wasn't alone. This time, however, Margaret didn't have to spank anyone herself or be at risk of being put over a knee and spanked herself.

Barbara explained to Margaret why the girls were being punished, who shook her head in disappointment, and, as the spankings resumed, watched for a few moments before going inside, grateful that she wasn't the one being spanked in front of the crowd down below.

A short time later, the spankings were paused once more, this time caused by the arrival of Mrs. Donovan, the school's headmaster, accompanied by Colleen, her 16 year old niece. Unlike a month ago, Colleen was dressed appropriately, and they stood there, as once again, Barbara explained the reason for the public spankings. Mrs. Donovan, unlike Margaret Morley, did more than shake her head in disappointment, but scolded the housemother and science teacher. Then, telling Barbara to carry on, they entered the school building.

As they did, the spankings resumed, and the wailing of the two girls were once again loud. Both spankers made sure to cover every inch of the behinds before them, also making sure to not neglect the lower parts of their behinds, where they sit.

With the girls' bottoms glowing (one spectator yelling out that their bottoms would light up the school at night), the hairbrushes were put down, as the girls continued to bawl and wail.

The girls were kept over the knee as slowly their bawling lessened, eventually to just sniffling. To their humiliation, they could hear their audience begin clapping in appreciation or amazement of the hard, long spankings they had just witnessed.

Once they regained some measure of composure, the girls were stood up, and to their dismay, were taken over to the railing and bent over. To their surprise, Barbara and Veronica tied their legs together, thereby making sure their legs would stay together. Then Veronica and Barbara went on the porch, facing the girls, and lectured and scolded the two girls. Then Barbara excused herself, leaving Veronica to watch over them, which she did by bringing a stool up to the porch and sitting down.

As Veronica sat there, the girls were put on display, their red behinds facing the crowd, and they waited for what was to come. They had longer to wait, for when Barbara returned, Veronica left and Barbara took her place sitting on the stool. It was a number of minutes before Veronica returned and when she did, Barbara stood up and she and Veronica stood in front of the girls.

The girls looked up and they both saw Barbara remove her belt and double it up, causing both girls to start crying once again. As Veronica remained on the porch, Barbara went behind them.

SWOOSH

Both girls heard the sound of the belt as it went through the air. But it was Beth who yelled out in pain as the strap struck her bare seat. Her legs involuntarily shot up but stayed together. Barbara waited until the legs went back down and then applied the belt once more, causing Beth to yell out once again. Her sobbing resumed as Barbara continued the strapping until she had given Beth ten spanks with the leather belt. Barbara turned her attention to Marylee and applied ten spanks to her bare behind, and now both girls were bawling once more. Barbara went back to the porch and handed the belt to Veronica who then proceeded to apply the leather to the girls' behinds also for a total of ten spanks each.

Veronica returned the belt to Barbara who returned it to its usual place across her waist as they helped Beth and Marylee off the railing. Once on their feet, the bindings holding the legs together were untied and they were taken inside, finally out of the view of the crowd who had seen a long and painful show.

Both girls would have been glad to go to Beth's room to recover, but that wasn't allowed as they were taken to the cafeteria where they went into the teacher's lounge, where they were put in the corner while Barbara and Veronica joined, Margaret, Colleen, Mrs. Donovan and her assistant, Ms. Marshall at the table.

The girls couldn't help but hear, despite their crying, the conversation taking place, which involved the previous episodes of their being spanked. The girls continued to face the corner, not daring to reach back and rub their blazing behinds, as much as they so desperately wanted to.

Oscar, I decided I didn't want to disappoint you, so I wrote an alternate chapter for you. I hope you like it.
—Gary

When she was done feeling bad for herself and the stinging of her bottom had subsided, Beth got up and unpacked. Then decided that a shower would do her behind well, so that was her next step.

Beth turned to Marylee, and whispered, “Maybe I ought to lend that mom the hairbrush that's in my pocketbook. Or suggest she pull those shorts down and spank his bare behind.”

Marylee nodded her head and then added, “Of course, they way things have gone for us, she'd find a reason to use the hairbrush on us rather than her son.”

Both girls giggled at their own comments, which evidently caught the attention of the mom, who glared at the two girls and asked, “Do you think being spanked is funny?”

Both girls backed away, shaking their heads negatively.

It was too late for the girls. Unknown to the girls, the mom had a twin sister who was behind and had heard the girls. As the girls started to turn around, they were prevented from doing so by the twin sister who grabbed the collar of their blouses.

“Hey, let me go!!” Beth protested, all to no avail.

Their collars held and the girls having no place to go, they remained as they were while the mom finished spanking her young teenaged son, and stood up the red-faced and crying boy. She then turned to face Beth and Marylee.

“Despite your denials, your giggling said otherwise. I think you need to find out for yourselves whether being spanked is funny or not.”

The girls were shocked at being sentenced to a spanking by a stranger, and tried again to escape with the same, futile result, the grip by the mom's sister on their collars holding firm. As they stood their, the mom who had spanked her son approached them and reached over and grabbed Beth's ear firmly, causing Beth to let out a yelp. Meanwhile, Marylee's ear was grabbed by the mom's sister as Marylee squealed.

With their ears and collars grasped, they were marched to the front of the store where there were a couple of short benches facing the registers. The girls realized, to their shock, that they were going to be spanked publicly at the front of the store.

“Please, not here!!!!” Both girls begged.

The mom dismissed their pleas.

“I didn't hear you complain about my spanking my naughty son in the middle of the store, so why shouldn't I spank you right here and now?”

Beth sputtered, “But we're not your kids!!”

“Well, it's too bad you aren't. Maybe you'd behave better. You certainly wouldn't be laughing if he (indicating her son) was your brother. You deserve this and you are going to get it”

Not letting go of Beth, the mom sat down, pulling Beth across her lap. Unknown to the mom, it was not an unknown position, being put over the knee in public, but it was embarrassing to Beth, having it be done to her by a stranger without her mom present, like at the boutique at the mall the day before.

On the adjacent bench, the mom's sister had put Marylee over her knees, and then to both Beth's surprise and Marylee's, grabbed the hem of Marylee's skirt and pulled it up, exposing Marylee's panty covered bottom. Seeing her sister raise the skirt of the girl across her lap, the mom followed suit and Beth's skirt was flipped up as well.

Both girls squealed in embarrassment, and to their horror, they both felt the waistband of their panties grabbed and then their panties tugged down to just below their bottoms.

This caused even more squealing and protests. Once more their protests were overridden, this time by the mom's sister.

“Oh, now you don't want YOUR spankings on the bare bottom but you wanted my nephew to have his bare behind spanked in public. We can't have a double standard, can we??”

The mom had taken a look at Beth's bottom and noticed it's pinkness.

“Well, well, it looks like this naughty girl is no stranger to being spanked. I do believe her behind is showing some leftover effects from an earlier spanking.”

Her sister took a look at Marylee's bottom.

“Same with this girl as well. I am sure their behinds will be very red when we are finished with them.”

Both girls hung their heads, realizing they had no choice but endure another public spanking. Meanwhile, a small crowd had gathered to wait for the sight of two public bare bottom spankings of older girls.

They didn't have any longer to wait, as both sisters began spanking the upturned bottoms of the two girls. With their bottoms still sore from their earlier spankings, it didn't take long for the girls to start crying hard, shortly turning to sobbing as their bottoms got smacked repeatedly by the two sisters.

Both girls were bawling when the handspankings finally stopped. Both girls made an effort to get up, but hands on their backs stopped them.

“Oh, no, we aren't done yet,” the twin sister informed them, then speaking to Beth, “I recall you suggesting that my sister borrow the hairbrush that's in your pocketbook. That's a good idea. How useful, to carry a hairbrush that can be used when you misbehave. Let me get it.”

As the girls moaned, the sister reached for Beth's pocketbook and pulled out Beth's hairbrush, which the sister assumed was in Beth's pocketbook to be used on her, rather than for Beth to use on her students, a fact Beth decided to keep quiet.

Then the girls found out that the mom didn't have to borrow a hairbrush, as she reached into her own pocketbook and pulled out a hairbrush, one that she uses numerous times on the bare behind of her teenaged son and now was about to be used for the first time on a female posterior.

The hairbrush spankings began and the sound of the hairbrush smacking their bottoms resounded through the front of the store. The crowd watching the spankings were astounded by the sight, and the mom's son forgot about his embarrassing spanking as he watched the two girls be spanked. He knew first hand how much his mom's hairbrush hurt when applied to a bare behind, being on the receiving end too many times to count. He was pleased by seeing the bare behinds of the girls turning red and their sobbing, not liking the girls' earlier giggling.

The hairbrushes smacked the girls' bottoms relentlessly as they bawled and wailed and it didn't seem to the girls that it would ever end. But end it finally did, though the girls continued to bawl. They were kept over the knees until they had calmed down somewhat. Only then were they allowed to stand, their panties now at their ankles.

“So, do you think that spanking is funny?” the mom asked.

Both girls shook their heads negatively, thru their tears.

“Ok, you can pull up your panties and go on your way.”

The mom then turned to her son.

“As for you, young man, don't think I haven't forgotten your misbehavior. When we get home, you're going across my knees for a good hard spanking with this hairbrush on your bare behind.”

With one final embarrassing act, the two girls reached down and grabbed their panties and pulled them up, necessitating showing off their red behinds one more time. Then, after Beth was handed back her own hairbrush, the two sorry girls quickly left the store, to the applause of the crowd of witnesses who had watched the spanking show.

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Part 70

It was with mixed emotions for Beth and Marylee as they faced the corner, standing next to each other. One one hand, it was embarrassing at their age to be put in such a childish position in the presence of the school's headmaster, her teenaged niece, her assistant, a fellow housemother, a teacher and the school nurse.

On the other hand, with their behinds red and burning, neither girl was very anxious to sit down on their still bared bottoms. And so both girls remained in the corner for 30 minutes until they were told they could leave the corner.

“Ok girls, you can turn around and get some lunch. Bring it back here and you can sit down, that is if you are able to.”

At Barbara's remark, Mrs. Donovan's aide, Brenda Marshall giggled, and Beth had to restrain herself from reacting, She had already experienced being spanked by the aide, and had no desire to try it again, especially right there and then. So, without comment, Beth, with Marylee went to get something to eat, blushing as they did so, as their skirts were still pinned up in back. A request to unpin them was rejected to their dismay.

Returning to the table, the girls sat down gingerly, yelping as their still sore behinds made contact with the hard seats of the plastic chairs. Squirming, they ate their meals, staying quiet the entire time. During the meal, Colleen excused herself, having some duties to perform at the school library. Once they finished the meal, the girls asked to be excused, but before they were allowed to leave, they found out their punishment wasn't quite over yet.

Called over by Mrs. Donovan, the girls walked slowly over to her. Taking Beth's hand, she propelled Beth over her lap, while directing Marylee over to Ms. Marshall, who turned Marylee across her knees. Both women started spanking both girls immediately, fast and hard, reigniting sobs from the girls and the fire in their bottoms.

For their sake, the two handspankings were not long and the girls remained over the knees while being lectured by the headmaster. After what seemed like an interminable scolding, the girls finally had their skirts unpinned and lowered. The were then stood up on their feet, and they had to, embarrassingly, thank both Veronica and Barbara for their spankings, and they were allowed to leave the cafeteria.

Once out of the cafeteria, Marylee left to go to her apartment while Beth headed for her room for some well-needed recovery time. As Beth headed down the hall toward the library and the boys' wing, she totally surprised when she was knocked over, landing on her poor seat. She yelled out in pain and then noticed the two boys, who were ninth graders.

Getting up, and regaining her dignity, as well as resisting the urge to rub her sore bottom, she faced the two boys, neither unknown to her.

“Jason White and Michael Burke...first of all, what are you doing here?”

Jason, looking shaken, replied for himself and his classmate.

“We were allowed to return early, because our parents were going on vacation.”

“I see,” Beth replied, “When, exactly did you arrive?”

“About 15 minutes ago,” was Michael's reply, which made Beth feel better, relieved that the boys weren't around to see her and Marylee's public spanking in front of the school.

“Did you think that just because school isn't in session that you can break the rules about running in the corridors?”

The boys looked down and mumbled something.

“Speak up! I can't hear you.! Do you think you can run through the corridors and knock people over?”

“No.” responded Jason.

“No, what? Don't be rude.”

“No, Miss Ashley.”

“That's better. Perhaps you have forgotten what happens to naughty boys who misbehave at Lee Academy. Come with me!!”

The two boys, blushing at their childish scolding, followed Beth as she headed for the library. It was a surprised Colleen who came of the stacks to see Beth and two boys approach. Beth brought the boys over to corner and began lowering their shorts.

“Please, not in front of her!” the boys protested.

“Don't worry about that, it won't be the first time she has seen a boy's bare behind being spanked.” Beth lowered the shorts of both boys and then had them face the corner. Once they were put in toward the corner, she reached over and lowered their underpants.

“Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back. Colleen, keep an eye on them.”

As Beth left the boys under Colleen's supervision, she went to her room and changed, deciding to put on a pair of slacks, rather than jeans, and after getting her hairbrush, left her room. Meanwhile, Colleen, used to to seeing the bare bottoms of her two teenaged cousins, kept an eye on the boys as she did some paperwork. Knowing what had happened to Beth earlier that day, she wondered if Beth was overdoing it due to her own severe spanking. She didn't say anything as Beth returned.

Beth grabbed the stool, pulled it out, sat down and then instructed Jason abruptly to pull his underpants up.

“Raise up your underpants, Jason, and come over here.”

The sixteen year old student sighed and reached down and pulled up his underpants as told, turned around, and, with his shorts at his ankles, hobbled over to Beth, who turned him over her knees, and bared his behind. Then, raising her arm, Beth began Jason's spanking, applying the hairbrush hard to his upraised seat. She spanked him quite long and hard, as Jason bawled and carried on. Meanwhile, Michael, facing the corner, cringed at how loud the spanks were, how long the spanking was and how much his friend was carrying on. He wondered if Jason's spanking would ever end and how bad he would be getting it.

Colleen, no stranger to being spanked, or witnessing spankings, was shocked at how hard Beth was spanking as if Beth was taking out her frustrations of being spanked on Jason. When she finally stopped spanking Jason, she raised his underpants and stood him up. Taking his ear, she marched him to the corner, once again baring his bottom. Then, she ordered Michael to pull up his underpants and once he did so, she pulled him to the stool and upended him over her knees.

Once again, she applied the hairbrush unmercifully, this time to Michael's bare bottom, causing Michael to quicky sob and then wail in pain. As with Jason, he ended up sobbing uncontrollably before his spanking finally ended. Then she pulled up Michael's underpants and stood him up. She ordered both boys to get dressed and sent the two bawling boys on their way.

Colleen finally could keep quiet no longer.

“I can't believe you treated those boys like that! Sure, they deserved to be spanked, but you really overdid it.”

This annoyed Beth, who shot back, “That's none of your business, Colleen, unless you want to be next!!”

Colleen wasn't deterred and didn't back down. “You spanked them much too hard, you were being a fucking bitch!”

At that point, that was not a good idea by Colleen to answer back like that. Before she realized what was happening, Beth had grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the stool and yanked her over her knees. Colleen yelled in protest as Beth rucked her skirt up and then yanked her panties down.

“STOP!!! You have no right, stop it right now.”

Colleen's protests were loud but they stopped as she realized at the same time Beth did, that her aunt was standing there, none too pleased when she heard her niece's choice of vocabulary.

“Be quiet, Colleen, I am ashamed that you are using such language. Beth, continue.”

Beth, now more in control, began spanking the teenager, hard, but not as hard as she had spanked the boys. As she spanked Colleen, she realized that she may have gone too far while spanking Jason and Michael. She gave Colleen a sound spanking that had left Colleen bawling, but it was not excessive. When she had determined that she had spanked Colleen sufficiently, she stood Colleen on her feet. Colleen started to reach down to pull her panties back up, but was stopped by her aunt.

“No, Colleen, leave them down. Go over and put your nose in the corner and hold your skirt up. Do not let if fall if you know what is good for you.”

The sobbing girl walked over and put herself face first in the corner, her hands behind her holding her skirt up. Once seeing her niece was in the corner as instructed, the housemaster turned to Beth.

“Now, Elizabeth Ashley, why was my niece so upset with you?”

Beth, realizing she had lost control and now feeling bad about it, replied, “I guess I spanked Jason White and Michael Burke too hard.”

“Why did you spank them?”

“They were running in the hall and knocked me over.”

“Well, that is deserving of being spanked. So, did you spank them too hard?”

“I guess so.”

“You guess so? Did you or didn't you? I don't want a guess.”

Beth looked down and them admitted, “Yes, I did spank them too hard. I was feeling bad about myself and took it out on them.”

Mrs. Donovan looked at Beth. “You've had a bad day, young lady, but I can not excuse what you did. So, I am afraid I am going to have to spank you.”

Beth, her bottom still sore, tried to put her spanking off.

“Please, Ma'am, can't you wait until tomorrow?”

But it was to no avail as Mrs. Donovan let Beth know, “I don't put off spankings, young lady.”

Mrs. Donovan walked over to the stool, and put her hand out to take Beth's hairbrush. Once Beth gave her the hairbrush, Mrs. Donovan indicated to Beth to stand up, which Beth did. Mrs. Donovan switched places with Beth and had Beth stand in front of her. Reaching over, she undid Beth's slacks and pulled them down, and followed that action by lowering her panties. Then, much more gently than Beth did with Colleen, Mrs. Donovan turned Beth across her knees. Once again, Beth was in position to be spanked. Beth had expected that she would be spanked with the hairbrush, which she knew was in Mrs. Donovan's hand, but when the spanking began, she found out that instead, it was with Mrs. Donovan's hand that the spanking began with.

It was a measured spanking, steady, and not fast. But each smack of the hand brought tears and then sobs to the well-spanked housemother. Loud spanks rang through the wing as the palm of Mrs. Donovan's hand smacked repeatedly Beth's upturned behind and her sobs got louder and louder. There was no let up as the spanking methodically continued until once again, Beth's behind was blazing red. Then, Mrs. Donovan paused.

“I hope you are learning your lesson, Beth. I am going to excuse your behavior this one time, do you understand?”

Beth choked out a “yes” in response to Mrs. Donovan's question.

“Good. I am almost done.”

The spanking resumed, but this time, she spanked with the hairbrush, and Beth sobbed with even more vigor, especially when Mrs. Donovan used the hairbrush to spank her ‘sitspot’. Finally deciding she had punished Beth enough, she rested the hairbrush on Beth's behind and let Beth regain a bit of composure. She then stood Beth up and and took her over and placed her next to Colleen facing the wall. So, now both girls were facing the wall, their bare behinds on display.

After 20 minutes of cornertime, Mrs. Donovan pulled up Colleen's panties and allowed Colleen to let her skirt drop down. Then she raised Beth's panties and slacks and had Colleen and Beth turn around.

“Colleen, I want you to apologize to Beth for your unacceptable language.”

Colleen, knowing that not doing what she was told would mean another spanking and also knowing she was wrong to say what she did, turned to Beth, “I am sorry, Beth, for what I said, I hope you forgive me.”

Beth, realizing she had brought on Colleen's earlier reaction, was quick to forgive Colleen.

Then Mrs. Donovan had an instruction for Beth.

“Tomorrow morning, first thing, I want you to seek out Jason and Michael, and apologize to them for spanking them too zealously.”

Beth started to protest, but quickly stopped herself as she realized it was the right thing to do. Her quick reversal saved her from being put back over Mrs. Donovan's knees.

“I'll do that, Mrs. Donovan.”

“Good. Now off to your room, and please try to stay out of trouble. Colleen, let's go home.”

Colleen and her aunt began walking toward the front door and Beth headed to her room, hoping that this time, she could get to her room without further incident.

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Part 71

As Beth headed to the cafeteria for lunch the next day, Beth was glad to put the last few days behind her and now assume the role of housemother. The last part of that was her apology to Jason and Michael for her overzealous spanking of the two boys which she accomplished that morning to the surprise of the two boys, who blushed as they accepted the housemother's apology.

It would be after lunch that the students would be returning to Lee Academy, so the next hour would, Beth expected, be her last absolutely free time for a while. Walking to the faculty area, she noticed that Marylee had just sat down at an otherwise empty table. Beth recalled that the last time she and Marylee were together in the cafeteria was the previous day under vastly different and less desired circumstances.

Since classes wouldn't be starting until the next day, Marylee's time, unlike Beth, would be her own until the next day. She had spent the morning setting up her classroom and her office, all the while, thinking about teaching and how she would approach it. She was both anxious for the classes to begin as well as nervous at the prospect. Also, like Beth, she looked forward to putting the last few days behind her as well.

As they had lunch, Beth filled in Marylee on what happened to her after she left the cafeteria the previous day, getting sympathy from the science teacher who knew how sore Beth was when they had both left the cafeteria the previous day. Eventually, it was time for Beth to return to her area so Beth gave Marylee her best wishes and headed back to her room to await her students' arrival back from the holiday break.

It was about an half hour later that she heard noises from outside her partially open door. Beth walked out and she saw Chris and Jon, who shared a room, as well as their parents, who were about to leave. Beth went up to them and greeted them. Their parents complimented Beth on being strict with their boys and told Beth to make sure they behaved in the second semester as well as they did in the first. As they did, both boys blushed, recalling how that was accomplished. Then the four parents left leaving Beth with the two boys.

“Well, boys, how was your Christmas vacation? Santa good to you?”

Both boys responded affirmatively as Beth looked closely at the two boys.

“That's good to hear. So, does that mean that your behavior during vacation meant that your parents didn't have to turn you over their knees?”

There was hesitation in the boys, giving away the answer before they said a word.

“I see. Well, that happens and hopefully, I won't have to spank you for misbehaving this upcoming semester.”

As Beth walked over to the stool, the boys realized what Beth's emphasis on the words “for misbehaving” meant and their behinds tingled at what was apparently about to happen. Beth pulled the stool out and sitting down, motioned to the boys to go over to her. Beth had decided on what she was about to do that morning, so the fact that the boys were spanked while on vacation was immaterial to the spanking she was about to administer.

Once the boys were standing in front of her, she reached over and lowered the boys' pants until they were at their knees. She then had the boys move over to her right side. Patting her knees, the boys knew what was next and one at a time, Jon and Chris went across Beth's knees. Then Chris felt the waistband of his underpants being grabbed and pulled down, exposing his bare behind to his housemother's gaze. Beth then lowered Jon's underpants and both bottoms were bared. For the boys, it was less embarrassing then their first day at Lee Academy when they were put in a similar position.

“I am glad to see that you didn't need to be sent back to school with red bottoms.”

As Beth made that comment, she was glad that the boys had no idea how ironic that comment was. The only thing the boys had in mind was the fact that they were bare bottomed across their housemother's knees and about to be spanked. Not wanting to keep the boys waiting, Beth placed her left arm over the boys' backs, raised her right arm and smacked Jon's upturned bottom, causing a loud 'OUCH' from Jon. She followed that up with a hard smack to Chris' behind, causing Chris to yell out.

Then steadily, Beth began methodically spanking the two boys, sometimes alternating smacks between the two boys and sometimes concentrating on one of the boys for a series of smacks. As Beth spanked, the boys' ouches and ows turned to crying and then to sobbing as their bottoms turned from pale to pink and eventually to red. With the boys' behinds red, Beth stopped the spanking and allowed the boys' sobbing to subside.

Once their crying ended, Beth raised their underpants, covering up their sore bottoms and helped the boys up. Once standing, the boys quickly raised their pants up.

“Hopefully, the sore behinds you got today will help you avoid sorer behinds in the future.”

Then, to show she wasn't mad at the boys, she gave them both hugs and left the room. Going back to her room, she awaited more of her section to return to Lee Academy. Next to arrive was Neil, with his mom and shortly after, Richard arrived, accompanied by his dad. After greeting all four of them, and after Neil's mother and Richard's dad left, Beth, after asking about the boys' vacation (they also did not avoid being spanked while on Christmas break.), they too were put over Beth's knees, bared and handspanked until they were both sobbing and their were red. Stood up, Beth repeated her hope that the spanking they had just received would save them from future spankings and then gave each boy a hug and left the room.

This time, instead of going back to her room, Beth went to the adjacent room where Peter and Paul, having arrived shortly afer Beth entered Neil and Richard's room. Their parents had not stayed long, though long enough to hear the spanking Beth was giving to Neil and Richard, as well as the two boys' crying. As their parents left, Peter and Paul wondered about the spankings and what brought it on, then recalled the spankings they received on their first day at the school and wondered if they would be next.

The spanking next door ended and Peter and Paul waited anxiously for Beth's arrival, not sure if her arrival would mean a spanking for both of them or not. Shortly thereafter, Beth knocked on their door and walked in. The two boys looked up as Beth welcomed them back to school and followed up with similar questions about their vacation and both boys admitted that they also had been spanked while on vacation. As she did with the other boys, Beth prepared Peter and Paul for their spanking, and once bare bottomed over her knees, spanked them both in the same manner as she had spanked the four boys previously.

With a wish that they would avoid future spankings and a hug to both boys, Beth left their room. She checked the Anderson's rooms and saw that the twins had not arrived as yet. Wondering what parent would be bringing them back to school, or whether both would, she headed back to room to await their arrival.

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Part 72

The first day of Marylee's teaching career had finally arrived. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she got ready for her inaugural day of school. She had decided to wear her pink suit,together with a white blouse and a tie, hoping to would make her look older and get more respect from her students. Of course, she also realized that she might have to earn their respect in another way, a method that she had experienced in a different fashion over the last few weeks.

Once at Lee Academy, and after making a short visit to her office, she went to her classroom. She recalled the last time she was there, first giving Beth a spanking, and then getting spanked herself by Barbara Connolly for overdoing it. Since then, she had experienced the two sides of spanking, handing out spankings and being on the receiving end. There was no doubt, she thought, which way she preferred.

Looking at the blackboard, though in reality, it was green, not black, she decided to make things clear to her students by putting on the board what would happen if homework was not done. So, on the board she wrote:

“Missing homework will result in SPANKINGS!”

On the other side of the blackboard, she indicated the homework assignment, which in general would be the same for all her classes, the specifics to be given out to each class.

Sitting down at her desk, she removed a few items that she had brought with her and put them in a drawer, as she wondered when, or even if, they would be used.

The bell rang and Marylee knew that students would shortly be arriving. First would be her homeroom, consisting of ninth graders, 8 boys and 8 girls. These students would also be her first science class, though she would teach classes for all three grades. She recalled that Mrs. Donovan had told her that if she had started in September, her homeroom would have consisted of seventh graders, but since she was taking over mid-year, she would also take over the homeroom of the teacher she was replacing. In telling her this, Mrs. Donovan mentioned to Marylee that she might have to establish discipline in the class rather quickly.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the first students arriving. She smiled pleasantly as they entered, getting happy greetings in response. Of course, they hadn't seen the warning on the blackboard yet.

To her surprise, there wasn't much of a reaction to the warning by her homeroom, either then or during their first science class with her. Things changed when the bell rang, ending first period. The class filed out and Marylee awaited the arrival of her second class, which would also consist of ninth graders. Steadily the students arrived, taking their seats and noticing the warning on the blackboard.

The last student to arrive was a boy, who Marylee noticed with some dismay, was sporting a haircut that was on the punky side with different shades of color. She wondered to herself if that was something the school tolerated or not. In any case, she greeted him as warmly as she did the other students, but hardly got a response from him. Once he sat down, she glanced at the seating chart and saw that his name was James Parker.

At about the same time, James Parker looked at the blackboard and saw the warning that Marylee had wrote and started laughing, getting the attention of the class and Marylee.

“Excuse me, what's your name?”

James Parker looked up and smirked, “James Parker.”

“Mr. Parker, could you tell us what's so funny?”

James stopped his laughing to explain.

“Sorry, teach, I can't picture you spanking anyone, never mind someone my age.”

Annoyed, Marylee replied, “First of all, Mr. Parker, my name is Miss Lewis, not “teach”. Secondly, I wouldn't push my luck if I were you. Just so you all understand, I expect all of you to do your homework so that it won't be necessary to spank any of you for that, but if you don't, you'll find out I am quite capable to spank ANY of you.”

Apparently not believing Marylee, James Parker came out with a remark that sealed his fate.

“You and what fucking army?”

The rest of the class just sat there, shocked at their classmate's defiant language. Sighing, Marylee stood up, picked up her chair and placed it away from her desk at the front of the classroom. Then with determined strides she walked to James Parker's desk and to his surprise, grabbed his ear and pulled him up.

“OW! Cut that out, that hurts!”

“That won't be the only part of you that will be hurting, young man. I will not tolerate such language and behavior in my classroom.”

With Marylee's firm grasp of his ear, James Parker had no option but to be taken to the front of the class. As she retained her grip on his ear, she opened a desk drawer and pulled out one of the paddles that Mrs. Ashley had given her.

By this time, James had began to have second thought about the predictament that he had gotten himself into. His stubbornness, however, prevented him from pleading for leniency, not that it would have done him any good. So, staying silent, he found himself taken over to the chair and pinned between Marylee's thighs. Once his ear was released from Marylee's grip, James tried to escape from Marylee's thigh's imprisonment but Marylee was stronger than he imagined.

“Oh, no, you're not going anywhere, except over my knees. But, first, you need to be prepared.”

Marylee began to unbuckle James' belt to his dismay.

“OH NO!”

“Oh, yes. You don't really think you're getting spanked with your pants on, do you? It's not like you're a new student here.”

Marylee continued to undress the 16 year old boy, unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his pants and lowering them below his knees. Meanwhile, the rest of the class watched quietly nodding approval of the impending punishment. Seeing other students being spanked in front of them, whether a boy or girl. wasn't anything new to them but this was one time all of them agreed that a spanking was called for.

Once his pants were pulled down, James found himself being guided over to Marylee's right side and then across her knees. He then felt the waistband of his underpants being grabbed and them tugged down until they were at his knees. Picking up the paddle once again (she had put it down when she began to prepare James for his spanking), she gave James a warning.

“I am not going to tolerate you trying to cover up so if you want to avoid extra spanks, you might want to grab the chair leg or even my leg, if that will help.”

Then Marylee raised her arm and brought the paddle down hard across James' bare behind, prompting him to yell out in pain. Marylee's response was to repeat the action, causing another cry of pain. Then Marylee began spanking James steadily with hard spanks causing James to yell out in pain more and more frequently. As she applied the paddle to his turned up bottom, his yells turned to crying and soon to sobbing as the paddle rapidly painted his behind red. Using the paddle to smack every inch of his bare bottom, from it's summit to the lower portion where he sits, Marylee made sure that James as well as the rest of the class became well aware that she was very capable of handing out a sound and effective spanking to any 16 year old.

Unknown to Marylee, as she neared the end of the paddling, it wasn't only her homeroom class that was entranced by the painful spanking. Behind Marylee, adjacent to her classroom, was another classroom, also of ninth graders, whose homeroom teacher was Barbara Connolly, who wondered who was the unfortunate student to receive the first ever teacher-pupil spanking of Marylee Lewis' teaching career. A spanking, Barbara Connolly could tell, was a very painful one.

Next door, Marylee applied the final smack of the paddle to James's scarlet bottom, as he bawled his eyes out. Dropping the paddle on the floor, she allowed him to get his sobbing somewhat under control before reaching down to pull his underpants up. Stood up, if James had any thoughts of being able to pull his pants back up, he soon found out dfferently. Once on his feet, James found himself being marched to the corner and then having to put his nose in the corner as if he was ten years old, not a sixteen year old teenager. He then found out it would be worse when Marylee yanked his underpants back down, displaying his bare, red behind once again to the class.

Marylee then warned the sobbing boy. “You just keep your hands in front of you. Reach back to rub or cover up, and you will get another spanking tomorrow morning.”

Leaving James in the corner, Marylee went back to her desk and gave her attention to the rest of the class as they discussed various school and non-school matters in a friendly give and take.

Marylee kept James in the corner until homeroom period ended. Students were allowed 10 minutes between classes to stretch or whatever or to leave the classroom, so while they filed out, Marylee dressed James and sent him out to have him wash up.

Once he left, Marylee also left her classroom, and seeing Barbara Connolly, went over to say hello. Asked by Barbara Connolly about the spanking she had heard, Marylee gave her the details and Barbara nodded in approval. Then Marylee asked Barbara a couple of questions and Marylee nodded in response to Barbara Connolly's answers, at one point raising her eyebrows. Shortly thereafter, as her class began to return to the classroom, Marylee did the same, hoping that the rest of her classes would be less eventful.

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Part 73

Beth was very glad to see Mrs. Anderson leave. Her bottom was still sore from the long and hard spanking she had received at the hand, or, rather, the hairbrush of Mrs. Anderson. Then, reluctantly, Beth had to sit down on her well spanked behind to administer a spanking to Mrs. Anderson's daughter, Melanie.

But now they were gone and Beth walked back into the twins' room and consoled the two boys and told them to take it easy until it was time for supper. On her way back to her room, she checked in with the rest of her section and, gratefully, all was in order.

Telling the boys that they would meet at 5:30 in order to go to the cafeteria, Beth returned to her room and laid face down on her bed and rested until she felt only a little of the effects of a spanked bottom.

Feeling more comfortable to sit down, Beth sat down at her desk and worked on reports she needed to fill out. Working on her paperwork, Beth finished it and looked at the clock and saw that there just a few minutes before it was time to go to the cafeteria.

After freshening up, Beth left her room and met her section in the hallway outside their rooms. Beth felt somewhat self-conscious in front of the twins, but she didn't think they knew that their mother had spanked her when they went to Beth's room.

At the cafeteria, Beth and her section arrived at their assigned table and they all went to get their suppers. On returning to the table, Beth wondered if the twins would show any effect of their painful spankings when they sat down. As the twins reached their chairs and went to sit down, Beth thought she noticed a bit of hesitation in the twins as they sat down. Knowing how hard their mom spanks, it wasn't very surprising.

As they ate supper, her boys chatted excitedly about their vacation, about the trips some took and also about what they received for Christmas gifts. Beth was pleased with the high spirits of the boys, especially the twins.

Once they finished eating, they cleared the table. Since their headmaster, Mrs. Donovan was going to make a short talk, they remained at their table. It was then that Peter asked Beth a question.

“Miss Ashley, I am wondering...”

“Yes, Peter?”

“Since you spanked the rest of us, don't you think you should spank the twins also to make it fair?”

Beth was taken back by Peter's question. She was sure that he, and the rest of the boys heard very well the spankings that the twins, and their sister, had received. She was also very annoyed.

“PETER!! I don't believe you!!”

Peter, seeing that he might have spoken out of turn, stuttered, “But.....”

“I don't want any buts, mister. Thinking about what you said, young man, perhaps I misunderstood what you meant. What I think you meant was that you were volunteering to receive the spankings that they didn't get from me. That's very nice of you, Peter.”

Peter, realizing too late that he had stuck his foot in his mouth, stayed silent, as if hoping Beth wasn't serious. He found out she was completely serious.

“Come over to me, young man.”

Peter tried one more time to avoid the inevitable.

“Please, Miss Ashley, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.”

It was to no avail.

“Yes, you will be sorry. Especially since you aren't obeying me by not coming over here when I told you to.”

Beth reached into her pocketbook and pulled out her hairbrush.

“You have already made it worse for yourself. Don't make me have to use this hairbrush.“

With no choice, Peter stood up and walked over to his housemother. A few murmurs were heard as those nearby heard Beth's words and saw a sad looking boy walk over to Beth. More murmurs were heard as Beth reached over and began undoing Peter's pants and then lowered them to his knees. Quickly, she pulled Peter across her lap and then quickly, she grabbed the waistband of Peter's underpants and yanked them down, baring Peter's behind.

As Beth was preparing Peter, silence reigned in the caferia as everyone became aware that someone was about to be publicly spanked.

Beth began smacking Peter's bottom was sharp handspanks that everyone in the cafeteria could hear. Soon everyone could hear something else, the sound of Peter's cries of pain as Beth continued to rain down spank after spank.

Beth couldn't believe Peter's audacity and she was determined to teach him a lesson even without using her hairbrush, especially with Peter not obeying her from the start.

Meanwhile, Peter was now sobbing as he laid face down over his housemother's knees and his bare behind was absorbing the continuous hard smacks that Beth was administering. Still Beth continued spanking as Peter's sobbing turned to loud bawling. As she spanked, Beth was sure the rest of her section was receiving a message as well as the rest of the students hearing and/or seeing the lengthy handspanking that Beth was giving Peter.

As Peter wailed, Beth slowed the pace of her spanking as as she intermixed scolding with the smacking of the now red bottom. As she scolded and lectured, she slowed the spanking down to occasional smacks as Peter continued to bawl.

Then Beth stopped. Slowly, Peter's bawling lessened little by little as Peter remained over Beth's knees. He was about to find out he was not going to be allowed to get up anytime soon when he began to raise up.

<SMACK>

“Stay right where you are, you naughty boy. You just stay across my lap and think about your behavior and how you might act like a young man rather than a silly little boy.”

As Peter remained uncomfortably across Beth's knees, his behind stinging mightily, a commotion was heard at the front of the cafeteria, some rows away. As Beth was sitting at the end of the table adjacent to the middle aisle, Beth had a good look at what was going on and what was to occur.

It was at a table of ninth grade girls and what Beth saw was a girl, now standing at the side of her housemother who was obviously scolding the girl, emphasizing her points with a pointing finger. Then, suddenly, the housemother reached over to the girl and reached under her short skirt and pulled down her panties, causing the girl to protest. That didn't deter the housemother who reached over and lifted the back of the girl's skirt, exposing the 16 year old girl's bottom. Beth couldn't tell, but those close by could see the girl's cheeks turn red from embarrassment.

In the next moment, the girl was turned over the knee and now Peter was not alone in being face down over a knee. While that was the same, it became evident that the spanking that was about to happen would not be the same as Peter's, as the housemother retrieved her hairbrush and began spanking. The sound of the hairbrush was loud and soon the crying of the girl was as well.

With fast and hard spanks, the housemother applied the hairbrush to the girl's behind, as the girl began sobbing from the painful smacks. With all the other students quiet, the sound of the hairbrush intermixed with the sound of the girl's bawling was heard clearly and all knew that the spanking was one they would like to avoid.

Peter was still in his uncomfortable position over Beth's knees, his behind still stinging, had a good look at the girl's spanking, and felt bad for her, understanding what she was enduring. He couldn't help but be glad that Beth hadn't decided to use the hairbrush for his spanking, or his behind would be hurting even more and would have made even more of a spectacle of himself than he had.

Meanwhile, the girl's spanking continued until she was howling in pain. Then the housemother put down the hairbrush, but as with Peter, kept the girl across her knees.

Both Peter and the girl remained as they were and a few minutes later, Mrs. Donovan walked up to the front of the cafeteria, holding a wireless microphone.

“Welcome back to Lee Academy. Unfortunately, it seems that for some of you, it has been necessary to be reminded of the consequences of bad behavior.”

That remark caused not only Peter and the just spanked girl to blush, but a few others as well. Mrs. Donovan went on with reminders of school policy and a few other announcements before dismissing the students.

It was then that the two miscreants were finally allowed to stand up. The girl was stood up and her panties pulled up under her skirt while Peter's underpants were pulled up before he was put on his feet and then Beth pulled his pants up, causing Peter to blush again as he was dressed as if he was a little kid.

“I hope you have learned your lesson, young man, or you will be right back over my knees. Do you understand me, Peter?”

<SMACK>

Beth emphasized her point with two hard smacks to the seat of Peter's pants who youwched and then promised to behave.

“I hope so, Peter. Now, let's all go back to our rooms.”

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Part 74

Note: The attached drawing was done by Kamitora. I have revised it to make it appropriate for this story as well as re-colored it.
—Gary

“Missing homework will result in SPANKINGS!”

On the other side of the blackboard, she indicated the homework assignment, which in general would be the same for all her classes, the specifics to be given out to each class.

Sitting down at her desk, she removed a few items that she had brought with her and put them in a drawer, as she wondered when, or even if, they would be used.

At about the same time, James Parker looked at the blackboard and saw the warning that Marylee had wrote and started laughing, getting the attention of the class and Marylee.

“Mr. Parker, could you tell us what's so funny?”

James stopped his laughing to explain.

“Sorry, teach, I can't picture you spanking anyone, never mind someone my age.”

Apparrantly not believing Marylee, James Parker came out with a remark that sealed his fate.

“You and what fucking army?”

“OW! Cut that out, that hurts!”

“That won't be the only part of you that will be hurting, young man. I will not tolerate such language and behavior in my classroom.”

“Oh, no, you're not going anywhere, except over my knees. But, first, you need to be prepared.”

Marylee began to unbuckle James' belt to his dismay.

“OH NO!”

“Oh, yes. You don't really think you're getting spanked with your pants on, do you? It's not like you're a new student here.”

Marylee continued to undress the 16 year old boy, unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his pants and lowering them below his knees. Meanwhile, the rest of the class watched quietly nodding approval of the impending punishment. Seeing other students being spanked in front of them, whether a boy or girl, wasn't anything new to them but this was one time all of them agreed that a spanking was called for.

“I am not going to tolerate you trying to cover up so if you want to avoid extra spanks, you might want to grab the chair leg or even my leg, if that will help.”

Marylee then warned the sobbing boy. “You just keep your hands in front of you. Reach back to rub or cover up, and you will get another spanking tomorrow morning.”

Leaving James in the corner, Marylee went back to her desk and gave her attention to the rest of the class as they discussed various school and non-school matters in a friendly give and take.

Marylee demostrates her resolve dispite her age to her homeroom

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Part 75

The rest of the school day was uneventful for Marylee's classes. She was glad that at least for her classes, there was no need to spank any other student. Once she finished her last class, which co-incided with the end of the school day. Marylee went to her office and did a little paperwork, then, after stopping back to her classroom, walked over to the boys' section and up to the third floor.

Arriving at the ninth grade level, Marylee walked over to Miss McKay's room. Vanna McKay was the housemother of James Parker and Marylee had a couple of questions for her. Knocking on the door, it was shortly opened by Miss McKay and Marylee introduced herself.

“Hi, I am Marylee Lewis, James Parker's homeroom and science teacher. After what happened today, I thought it would be best if I have a talk with you about him.”

Miss McKay looked puzzled. “Oh, did something happen today in class?”

Marylee was surprised. All teachers, subsequent to administering a spanking to a student, had to write out a report that got circulated, with one copy going to the student's housemother.

“Didn't you get the report that I wrote up?”

Miss McKay turned red, and then looked at her desk and picked up a piece of paper. Taking a look at it, she realized what she had missed.

Annoyed, Marylee continued, “As you can NOW see, I had to spank Mr. Parker in homeroom today. His behavior was completely unacceptable.”

Marylee expected Miss McKay to be annoyed at her student. Instead, she made excuses for him, telling Marylee that it must have been a mistake, inferring that Marylee acted too impulsively. This only annoyed Marylee even further.

“Tell me, Miss McKay, did you notice Mr. Parker's mutlicolored haircut?”

“I did, is there something wrong with it?”

That did it for Marylee. “Yes, there is. In my opinion and also the opinion of one of the senior teacher's on the staff, it's not appropriate. And I am very disappointed that you think otherwise as well as making excuses for Mr. Parker's behavior.”

Marylee walked over to where the stool was in the room and pulled it out. causing Vanna's eyes to widen in surprise.

“Wha......”

“Don't act surprised. You have been lax in your responsibilities and I think you need to be taught a little lesson.”

“You can't be serious!!”

“Oh. I can't? You know very well I have the right to discipline you. So, if you know what is good for you, you will come over her right now.”

Vanna blushed, but knew she had little choice, so she walked slowly over to the young teacher. With Vanna standing in front of her, Marylee noticed that the housemother was wearing am extremely tight pair of jeans.

“You might be sorry you chose to wear such tight jeans.”

Beth reached over and unbuttoned the jeans anf then, with difficulty, tugged down her jeans and got another surprise. Rather than panties, Vanna was sporting a thong.

“I don't think you would have worn that if you knew your jeans would be coming down for a spanking. I hardly think a thong is an appropriate thing to wear at this school. Now, over to my right side and get across my knees.”

Sighing, Vanna did what she was told and shortly was face down, dangling across Marylee's knees. Marylee wasted little time and began smacking Vanna's girlish bottom, causing Vanna to cry out. Surprised at Vanna's reaction, Marylee nevertheless spanked rapidly and hard as Vanna cried out in pain louder and louder, then into tears.

After 25 spanks, Marylee stopped, and Vanna started to rise up.

“Not so fast, young lady!! That was just a warmup!”

“A warmup? Oh NO!!”

Seeing how Vanna reacted to a short handspanking, Marylee took steps to make sure Vanna stayed in position for the next part of the spanking. Pushing Vannna forward until she was across her left knee, she clamped her right leg over Vanna's legs.

“There, now you won't fall off and hurt yourself.”

Marylee then reached for her pocketbook. Opening it, she pulled out the item she had picked up in her classroom, a wooden hairbrush. With the second part of the spanking not immediately resuming, Vanna had a bad feeling and it was confirmed when she felt the back of the hairbrush resting on her sore behind. Shortly, she knew, her bottom would be much sorer.

When she no longer felt the brush on her bottom, Vanna gritted her teeth, knowing the spanking was about to resume. And resume it did, as Marylee began smacking Vanna's bottom with hard smacks of the brush. Tears streamed down Vanna's cheeks as the hairbrush found its mark over and over. Helplessly pinned, Vanna couldn't escape any of the smacks of the brush as she laid pinned across Marylee's left knee.

Marylee then stopped the spanking, once again resting the brush on Vanna's bottom, which was now crimson.

“I think you better pay more attention to your boys, Vanna.”

<SMACK>

Marylee emphasized her point with two hard spanks, as Vanna wailed.

She continued the scolding. “I don't <SMACK> want to <SMACK><SMACK> have to spank you again, <SMACK><SMACK> but I will <SMACK><SMACK> if you don't get a <SMACK><SMACK> handle on your boys' behavior. Do you understand?”

<SMACK>

Vanna bawled but managed a response.

“Yeesssss.”

“And one more thing. You <SMACK> better <SMACK> not <SMACK> even <SMACK> think <SMACK> about <SMACK> wearing <SMACK> a thong <SMACK> while at <SMACK><SMACK> Lee Academy <SMACK> after <SMACK> today!”

Marylee punctuated the scolding with five resounding spanks and then moved her right leg, releasing Vanna's legs. Bawling, Marylee helped Vanna up. Marylee regretted not having the time to stay and put the housemother in the corner, but instead, reached out and began pulling up Vanna's skintight jeans, causing more wails as it made contact with Vanna's inflamed behind. It became all too clear to Vanna, in hindsight, what a mistake it was to wear these jeans. Even when finally pulled up, she could feel the heat that her jeans held in. Marylee saw how uncomfortable Vanaa was and made certain that she would stay that way.

“Keep those jeans on. They will help you remember to do your job better. There's something I have to do now, but I will be returning and I will be checking up on you.”

Putting her hairbrush back in her pocketbook, Marylee left the sobbing housemother's room and headed for her next destination.

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Part 76

Leaving Miss McKay's room, Marylee went to James Parker's room. Unsurprisingly, she found him there along with his roommate, Jason. Seeing his homeroom/science teacher got James worried as she approached him.

“Don't worry, James, I am not here to spank you. However, you do need to come with me.”

“Where are we going?”

“Oh, you'll find out soon enough. Now, come along.”

The two of them left the room and then went down to the first floor and out the front door of the boys' wing. As they went across the street and reached the opposite sidewalk, James realized where they were going and stopped short.

“OH NO! NO WAY!!!”

Marylee had half expected this reaction and had a quick response. She grabbed his arm and reached over and planted two hard spanks to the seat of his pants.

Blushing over being smacked in public, James tried to cover up, which prompted two more hard spanks.

“Ok, Ok!”

“That's better, young man, but let me warn you right here and now. If you don't behave yourself while we are inside, I'll be putting you across my lap for a good sound bare bottom spanking right over there at the bench.”

Marylee pointed at the nearby bench, as she took James' hand and they walked inside to the hair salon. Inside, the owner and her fellow hairdressers had seen the smacking that Marylee had given the teenager that she was now bringing inside.

They also notice the peculiar hair style that the boy was sporting.

The owner walked up to Marylee. “Can I help you?”

“Oh, yes. This young man needs a haircut.”

“I agree. Is the style he has permitted at Lee Academy? I wouldn't have thought so.”

“No, it's not, which is why he is here. Not willingly.”

The owner chuckled, “I understand”, letting Marylee and James know that she had seen the smacking outside the salon.

“Come with me, young man.”

Relunctantly, the boy followed the owner to the sink where his hair would be washed. After the owner put a cape on him, James sat down and had his hair well washed. Then stood up, he was taken over to the styling chair and was sat down with the chair then raised.

Turning to Marylee, the owner asked what kind of cut did she want James to have.

“A wiffle,” was Marylee's response.

“Good idea,” the owner responded. James had another opinion, which to his regret, he blurted out.

“A WIFFLE? You got to be fucking kidding!”

Shocked by James' language, Marylee started to head over, but the owner stopped her. “Don't worry, having a teenager of my own, (with a nod, she indicated the young girl cleaning the sinks) I know how to deal with this.”

Lowering the chair, she grabbed James' ear and took him out of the chair and back over to the sink where she had him face the sink this time. Turning the water on, she grabbed a small bar of soap and soaked the bar until it was lathering. Then she ordered James to open his mouth, who refused,but to no avail as the owner grabbed his nose and squeezed until James involuntarily opened his mouth. At which time, the bar of soap was inserted.

“Bite on that and don't you dare let it drop, if you know what's good for you.”

Then, going behind James, she reached around him and unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his pants before pulling them down. James opened his eyes wide as he was getting undressed in public. He turned red when he felt his underpants being lowered next.

With him still biting the soap, the owner grabbed his ear again and brought the hobbling boy back to the chair. This time, however, he wasn't sat back on it. Instead, the owner sat down and then she yanked James across her knees. Marylee headed over to give the owner her hairbrush, but the owner waved her away.

“That's not necessary. Maria, please get my hairbrush.”

The young girl, who as the owner indicated before, was the owner's 17 year old daughter, went over to a drawer, opened it and removed a wooden hairbrush, handing it to her mother.

“This hairbrush is still very familiar with the bare bottom of a naughty girl, but this will be the first time it will have been applied to the bare behind of a boy.”

Hearing her mother, for all intents and purposes, tell all that she was still subject to spankings caused Maria to blush and protest.

“MOM! Do you have to tell everyone?” whined the teenager.

It was very bad timing for the girl, who was about to find that out.

“Yes, I do. If you had stayed quiet, all everyone would know was that you still get spanked. Instead, because of your whining, the spanking you have coming to you later, you'll get right after this boy's spanking and haircut.”

Stunned, Maria protested again, “Spanked, what did I do?”

Her mother laughed. “You really have no idea, my deceitful daughter? Well, come over here and I will tell you and show everyone else.”

Maria didn't want to do that and stood where she was. but her mother would have none of that.

“MARIA! Do what you are told!”

Sighing, Maria walked over to her mom, getting an inkling of what her mom knew. Standing James back up, the owner went over to Maria and bent her over and then lifted her skirt, exposing the fact that Maria was wearing a thong, which was forbidden by her mom.

“What did I tell you if I caught you wearing this?”

Maria already had tears as she responded. “You said you would give me my worst ever spanking.”

<SMACK><SMACK><SMACK><SMACK> <SMAC<

Five times, the owner smacked Maria's bottom as the girl yelled out in pain. Her mother then reached over, grabbed a couple of safety pins and pinned her skirt up.

“Go stand in the corner, young lady, like the naughty little girl you are. I'll deal with you once I deal with this naughty boy and then give him his haircut.”

Sitting back down, she once again put James over her knees and had another hairdresser raise the chair up so as to have James' arms and legs hanging in the air on each side. Then she began James' spanking and quickly had the boy in tears and the lather of the soap going down his chin. As the hairbrush continued to smack his behind, he was soon bawling and wailing and was a teary mess while his behind turned cherry red.

Stopping the spanking, she stood James up and with his behind still bare, she sat him on the leather chair, and as he squirmed, she took a razor and gave him his haircut. Only then did she take him back to the sink where he was able to spit out the bar of soap and rinse his mouth. With his mouth still tasting of soap, his underpants and pants were pulled up and the cape removed.

Taking his hand, Marylee walked the crying teen outside. To his regret, Marylee hadn't forgotten the threat she had made earlier. She took him over to the bench, sat down and then began undoing his pants. His cries got louder as he realized that he was about to be spanked again.

“You're lucky I don't use my hairbrush on you. I can't believe you would use a curse word again after this morning.”

As she was about to start the spanking, Marylee happened to take a look inside the salon and saw that Maria was being taken over her mom's knees. As Maria began to be spanked, Marylee started as well, smacking James' already red bottom. As the spankings inside and out continued, Marylee was interrupted by a mother and her two teenaged daughters who were not looking very happy.

“Girls, here's proof you're not too old to be spanked. This boy is older than you are and you can see how red his behind is. And that girl inside is older than you as well, and she is getting a sound hairbrushing.”

The mother than introduced herself to Marylee, who had paused the spanking, but kept James across her lap. She told Marylee that she and her daughters were on their way home and that she had promised both girls a good spanking for misbehaving at school.

She told Marylee that her daughters had protested that they were too old to be spanked and no one their age got spanked.

“This shows how wrong you are, girls. I do not want to hear you tell me otherwise again. In fact, I think if this boy and that girl can be spanked out in the open, then you can as well.”

Both girls looked shocked and began to protest.

“Hush, you two, or I'll put you over my knees and give you a full spanking instead of a few sample smacks. Now, bend over, both of you!”

Not wanting the alternative, both girls did as they were told. Their mom then flipped their skirts up and as the girls moaned, lowered their panties to just below their bottoms. Then their mom, in turn, gave each girl 25 hard spanks that got both girls crying from both the pain and the shame of being spanked in public for their first time. The mom pulled up the two pairs of panties and had the girls stand up, which caused their skirts to fall down.

Then the crying girls had to do one more, embarrassing task. They had to apologize to Marylee and the sobbing James for interrupting them and their mom then had them move along as Marylee resumed James' spanking.

Inside, the owner and the other hair stylists were enthralled with the scene outside, a teenaged boy being spanked on a bench and then two teenaged girls being bent over and spanked. Maria was too busy bawling and wailing to notice, all she wanted was the painful and embarrassing spanking to end.

As the mom and the two girls walked away, Marylee resumed spanking James, whose crying had lessened while, at the same time, his embarrassment grew as he remained over his teacher's lap while the girls got smacked. As his behind was once again the recipient of hard hand spanks, James soon was sobbing once again. It was with a final volley of spanks that caused James to howl that Marylee stopped the spanking. With the spanking ended, she kept James across her lap while he slowly regained a semblance of composure.

Still in tears, though, James found himself helped up and his underpants quickly raised. As Beth reached for James' pants, she noticed inside the shop that the owner had stopped spanking her daughter. Bawling, she was stood up and taken by the ear back to corner where she had to stand with her nose directly in the corner. The owner, seeing Marylee at the bench, raising James' pants, waved and gave Marylee a 'thumbs up" which Marylee returned in response.

Once Marylee had finished pulling up and buttoning up James' pants, she took his hand as if James was 8 years old rather than a teenager. With his hand held, the two of them walked across the street and inside the school. As they passed by the library, Marylee noticed Colleen at her desk and waved a greeting. Colleen waved back and then noticed that there was a boy with her. Paying more attention, Colleen noticed that Marylee was holding the boy's hand and that the boy was breathing hard and sniffling. Seeing that and from her own personal experiences, she knew that either the boy had just received a spanking in public or was being taken to his room to be spanked. As they walked by, with James blushing of being noticed by the young girl, he let Colleen know which of the two alternatives that Colleen had in mind were true when he unconsciously reached back and rubbed his burning behind.

Seeing the boy's action, Colleen smiled inwardly. She had some sympathy for the boy, however, having too often been spanked out in public herself by her aunt.

Marylee and James finished their journey together when the reached James' room and Marylee sent him inside his room with a warning to behave and with a resounding smack to his sore bottom. As James quickly went inside his room, Beth turned and walked to Miss McKay's room and knocked on the door. The door opened and Marylee walked inside as Vanna stepped aside.

After having experienced James' foul mouth a second time that day, Marylee was still annoyed at the housemother.

“I hope you start paying attention to your students, Ms. Mckay, especially Mr. Parker!”

“Whatever do you mean?”

This only annoyed Marylee further.

“What I mean is that Mr. Parker had to once again show off his 'vocabulary' to the owner of the hair salon across the street. It might be a good idea to 'express' to Mr. Parker that you are not going to tolerate such behavior any longer.”

To Marylee's surprise, Vanna defended the boy.

“Oh, he's still young. He'll get over it.”

Marylee was exasperated.

“Tell me, Ms. McKay, have you ever spanked any of your students in your half year of being a housemother?”

“Well, yes, a couple of times.”

Almost surprised that the housemother had spanked at all, Marylee then expressed her 'opinion' that she ought to do it more often, starting with a certain student, and more specifically, starting that evening.

Instead of realizing that Marylee's 'opinion' was more of a directive than a request, Vanna instead offered that perhaps it was not a good idea. Marylee, seeing that Vanna wasn't getting 'it', decided that the housemother needed another lesson. As she did earlier that afternoon, Marylee walked over to the stool, as Vanna looked on, surprised, and fearful, as her behind still was sore from the earlier spanking and now, she assumed she would be back over the teacher's knees.

She was, however, mistaken. Instead of sitting down, she called Vanna as she stood next to the stool. Walking slowly over, Vanna then stood there as Marylee for the second time that day began tugging Vanna's tight jeans down, causing more discomfort for the housemother. This time, Marylee removed the jeans completely and then took Vanna's thong off as well. As she stood there, bare from the waist down, Vanna saw Marylee walk over to the bed and pick up a pillow. Not understanding what Marylee was going to do, she quickly found out when the pillow was placed on the stool and she was bent up and over the stool, her behind sticking up in the air.

With Vanna positioned, Marylee picked up Vanna's jeans and pulled out the leather belt that was holding the jeans up when they were being worn by the housemother. Doubling up the belt, Marylee reached over and grabbed Vanna's right arm and pulled and held it behind Vanna's back. Raising her right arm, Marylee swung the belt and smacked the upturned behind smartly,causing the housemother to yell out in pain. Ignorng the cry of pain, Marylee continued the strapping until she had applied 24 more painful smacks with the doubled up belt as Vanna howled in pain. Pausing, she let Vanna calm down a bit before having her stand up.

“Ok, Vanna, put your jeans back on. Since you wanted to wear a thong, you don't need to put on any panties.”

Dismayed, the bawling housemother bent over to pick up her jeans, and slowly, and nervously began putting them on, knowing it would be a painful process to pull the jeans over her red behind. It was and Vanna grimaced as the tight jeans were finally up, seemingly even tighter now or feeling that it was so.

Vanna was just about to find out that the strapping wasn't over yet as Marylee once again bent her over the stool. Being bent over stretched the fabric of the jeans in tbe bottom area even more, causing louder sobs from the housemother.

“Just to make my point clear, Ms. McKay, you will discipline Mr. Parker, today, tonight or tomorrow morning. Is that understood?”

Five times, Marylee applied the strap to the seat of her skintight jeans, causing loud howls of pain and a mumble that she would.

“Good. I expect that you will pay more attention to all your students and their behavior. Be lax and I will have to pay you another visit.”

Vanna was really howling as Marylee dropped the strap on the floor and left the housemother bent over. Even when the door to her room opened and then closed, with Marylee leaving, Vanna stayed over the stool, as if self-imposing a further punishment on herself. When she did get her composure back, she finally stood up.

That left her in a quandary. She really wanted to take her jeans off and soak her bottom in the bathtub, but didn't want to compound the burning that she feeling behind her any more and also didn't know whether she was permitted to go to supper wearing anything but the jeans. She thought it was possble that Marylee would be there, so, instead, she put the pillow back on her bed and laid down on the bed, face down, until it was time to get up and take her students to the cafeteria for supper. As she laid down, she thought about the day's events, one she didn't want to experience ever again.

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Part 77

The following day, Marylee arrived early at Lee Academy in order to be early for breakfast at the cafeteria. Beyond wanting to eat breakfast prior to the school day, she was anxious to get a seat that would allow her to see the students at breakfast. She knew that Vanna McKay's section would be occupying a table at the front of the cafeteria, she wanted to see both her and James Parker and see if there was any hint that her instructions were carried out.

As Vanna accompanied her section to their table in the cafeteria, she had a detemined look on her face. The events of the previous day, painful as they were, caused her to rethink her way of doing things. More than just wanting to avoid being spanked by Marylee Lewis,the self-examination of her methods caused her to realize that she had allowed her laxity to be to the detriment to her section.

She had waited to begin her new regime. Her bottom was so sore from the painful spanking and strapping she had endured that she wanted to avoid sitting as much as possible, never mind having a 16 year old boy across her knees, adding more pressure on her sore behind. So, instead, she decided to wait until the next morning to demonstrate her new strictness.

Marylee watched as Vanna and her section approached their table. She thought she saw a determined look on Vanna's face, but couldn't be sure of what she was seeing. Perhaps over the course of breakfast she might get an answer.

Vanna and her section all went to get their meals, with none of the boys having any inkling that their freewheeling days might be over.

As the boys ate, they chatted endlessly, occaisionally sneaking a look at the newly shorn James Parker, who was quieter than usual, one day after receiving three painful spankings, two of which were extremely embarrassing.

It was only after their meal was finished and their table cleared off, that they got the first hint that things would be different.

“James Parker, could you come over to me, please?”

James was surprised as his housemother's use of his full name. Up until that moment, she only used his first name when addressing him. This change made him nervous, especially after the events of the previous day.

“What do you want, Vanna?” James stuttered a bit as he addressed his housemother. Up to then, Vanna had allowed her students to call her by her first name. James was about to find out that would be changing.

“My name is Miss McKay, James. From now on, that's the way I want all of you to address me. It seems that familiarity has bred contempt. That has to end. Just like not behaving, James. As I said, come over here right now.”

Vanna's emphatic command caused James to get up and go over to Vanna. Now, after what happened the day before, he had no doubt that one again he was about to find himself publicly spanked.

“It seems I have been too lax in allowing your misbehavior, James, as well as the rest of you. That will change. What is about to happen will demonstrate beyond words that I mean business. Now, James, lower your pants.”

Even though Marylee couldn't hear what Vanna was saying, seeing James walk over to his housemother spoke volumes. Maybe, she thought, Vanna would be changing her ways.

Despite Vanna's words, James just stood there, ignoring Vanna's instructions.

“Ok, James, since you don't want to do it yourself, I'll treat you like a little boy and undress you myself.”

Vanna reached over and undid and lowered the pants of James Parker. Turning the boy sideways, she expressed her dismay by smacking James' underwear covered bottom, causing James to yelp out. Then, grabbing his arm, Vanna yanked the ninth grader across her knees. Grabbing the waistband she tugged down his underpants, exposing his bare behind to the nearby tables, causing the usual murmers that happened whenever one of the students was put into the traditional spanking position during a mealtime.

Upended over his housemother's lap, James awaited the start of his spanking. After a day where he was spanked numerous times, he was once again about to feel the sting of a hand or hairbrush across his seat, this time, seemingly, as an object lesson to his section mates.

<SMACK!> <SMACK> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!> <SMACK!>

Vanna starts the spanking with fast, hard handspanks that hardly give James a chance to catch his breath. The sudden onslaught of spanks cause him to cast aside any hope of trying to be stoic and quickly tears began to stream down his cheeks. Smack after smack rain down as his fellow section mates cringe seeing their housemother's hand repeatedly smack James' bare bottom.

Marylee wasn't sure how Vanna was going to administer the spanking, and when she started, she wondered whether a hand spanking would be enough to demonstrate her authority. But seeing the intensity of the spanking, her doubts were washed away. Then the spanking stopped and Marylee wondered if it was over.

When the spanks stopped, the sobbing student thought that his ordeal was over, but Vanna had other ideas. She pulled out her never previously used hairbrush and resumed the spanking, causing even more bawling and wailing from James Parker. This part of the spanking didn't last long, but it was enough to show her section that she meant business. It was also enough that James would have trouble sitting down when he went to his homeroom once breakfast was over. Meanwhile, he didn't have to worry about sitting, as he was kept over Vanna's knees for the remainder of breakfast, a constant reminder of Vanna's new regime.

Marylee got up and headed for her office. It was time to get ready for her second day of classes. She hoped and expected that James Parker would have a new attitude when he arrived at her classroom, as well as an inability to sit down confortably.

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Part 78

Often when school was in session, Beth had to walk through the school corridors. On this particular morning, she was doing so once again. This time, it happened to coincide with students going from one class to another. As she entered a stairwell to go upstairs, she encountered two boys in the landing, one of which was one of her boys, Jon. The other boy was a ninth grader that Beth didn't know. At the time Beth first saw them, the older boy was shoving Jon.

“Stop that this instant!! Just what do you think you are doing?”

Beth noticed that Jon was looking a bit pale.

“I wasn't doing anything!! We were just kidding around.”

“Don't lie to me. Jon, go to your next class.”

Seeing the older boy start to walk away, she stopped him.

“You, young man, stay right where you are. What is your name?”

“Scott... Scott Crosby,” stammered the 16 year old student, looking more nervous.

“You know the rules about bullying, don't you? Don't answer me, I know you do. Come over here!”

Grabbing Scott's wrist, she yanked him over to the window and the wide windowsill that was more like a bench. Realizing Beth's intention, Scott tried to pull away, but to no avail.

“You're just making it worse for yourself, Scott. I don't think your housemother will be too happy with you when I talk to her. Now stand in front of me while I undress you for your spanking.”

Resigned to his fate, Scott did what he was told. As he stood in front of Beth, he felt helpless as Beth reached over, undid his pants and then pulled them down. His face turned red when Beth reached over and pulled his underpants down as well, He felt his wrist being grabbed and then he was pulled over to Beth's right side and over her knees.

Reaching for her pocketbook, she opened it and pulled out her hairbrush. Wasting no time, she gripped the hairbrush and began spanking. The sound of the hard spanks resounded in the stairwell, no longer empty, as a few students entered and came to a stop with the sight of a eighth grader bared and spanked. After a few moments letting them watch, she sent them on their way.

“Ok, kids, on your way. You've seen enough and you don't want to be late for your class and find yourself in his position.”

They all scooted away, leaving Beth and Scott alone once again, with Beth not letting up in her spanking. She finished off the spanking with a series of spanks where Scott sits, ensuring his being uncomfortable while sitting down on the hard wooden chairs of the classrooms.

Once she finished spanking, Beth lectured and scolded Scott, telling him to not think his punishment is over. Looking at her watch, she realized that he would be late for class and asked him whose class he had next. Beth smiled when she was told that it was Barbara Connolly's. As he was being scolded, he was still crying hard from the painful spanking. Even at 16, the hard hairbrush spanking had left him sobbing like a little boy.

Finally, he felt himself helped up, and once standing, he stood there while Beth pulled up his underpants and then his trousers, finishing by fastening his belt, as if Scott couldn't do it himself.

“Ok, Scott, let's go to your next class. You're going to be late and I doubt Miss Connolly will appreciate you being late, whether it was caused by being spanked or not.”

As Beth took his hand, Scott allowed himself to be walked to his next class. Up until now, he had avoided being spanked by Miss Connolly, though he had witnessed other students, both boys and girls being put over her knees, their behinds bared and soundly handspanked by her. He didn't doubt that his good fortune was about to end.

His hand was still being held as they entered the classroom. Beth walked Scott over to an empty corner and deposited him there, telling him to keep his nose in the corner. She then approached Barbara, who had a curious look on her face, wondering what had occurred to cause Beth to obviously spank the eighth grader.

In a soft voice, Beth told Barbara about Scott's bullying of Jon and that she had spanked Scott soundly just before bringing him to the classroom. Barbara listened and nodded in approval as Beth told her what had happened. Meanwhile, Scott faced the corner and could hear the sound of Beth's voice but could not make out what she was saying. It was embarrassing to be in the corner like a little kid, but was glad Beth hadn't made it even more childish by baring his behind. His behind still was sore from the awful spanking he had just received and he felt real bad for himself as he anticipated going over his teacher's knees shortly.

He heard steps toward the door and then the sound of the door opening and closing, and took a deep breath, waiting for the inevitable.

“Scott Crosby, you come out of that corner and come over here to me!”

With a sigh, Scott turned around and saw that Miss Connolly was sitting on the stool in front of her desk. He walked slowly over to where she was seated.

“C'mon, young man, I don't have all day!”

Scott's face turned red, but walked faster, not wanting to make it any worse for himself. As he did, he heard a snicker from one of his classmates. His teacher also heard it.

“ROBIN!!! You know better than to laugh at anyone being spanked. Come up her at once!!”

Robin Jones slowly stood up and walked to the front of the class. She no longer was in a mood to laugh at someone else's misfortune. She stood in front of her teacher and blushed as she felt her panties being lowered. She had assumed that she would be put over her teacher's knee right away and spanked, but she was mistaken.

“Robin, I want you to go to the corner where Scott was and put your nose right into the corner. You are to hold the back of your skirt up and you better not let it fall. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Miss Connolly.”

“Good, now, to the corner with you.”

As Robin did as she was told, Barbara turned to Scott.

“Ok, Scott, come over here.”

Once again, Scott had to stand while his pants were taken down. To his relief, Miss Connolly turned him over her knees before lowering his underpants.

“I see Miss Ashley did a fine job of turning your behind nice and red. But bullying is inexcusable as is being late for my class, which wouldn't have happened if you hadn't been bullying someone rather than coming directly here.”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Five times, Barbara Connolly smacked Scott's crimson bottom and then stopped, as Scott wailed in pain. Then, she surprised Scott by pulling his underpants back up. But any thought that he was being let off was soon dashed as he was stood up. Taken by his ear, he was led to the other corner where he was put in, with his nose put right in the corner. To make matters worse, Barbara grabbed the waistband of Scott's underpants and yanked them back down to his knees. Like a little boy, Scott had to face the corner in full of the entire class, with the exception of Robin, childishly standing in a different corner.

She then turned to her class, “I better not hear any snickering, laughing or giggling. Getting spanked is no laughing matter. As Robin will find out now.”

She grabbed Robin's ear and marched her to her stool. It wasn't easy with her panties at her knees, but they arrived at the stool and Miss Connolly sat down and turned Robin, now in tears, over her knees.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The sound of a hand smacking a bare bottom resounded throughout the classroom, as Robin tried to not cry. But it would be an impossible task.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Fast and hard, Barbara Connolly spanked Robin and soon the sixteen year old girl was crying and then sobbing. Before Barbara ended the spanking, Robin was bawling and tears were streaming down her cheeks.

“Still think it's a laughing matter when someone gets spanked, young lady.”

Robin didn't reply, as she continued to wail.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Wanting an answer, Barbara applied five hard spanks to her red bottom.

“I'm waiting for an answer...”

“N...N....oo.”

“I didn't think so. Now, get up.”

The crying girl shakily stood up, and started to reach back to rub her well-spanked behind, but was stopped by her teacher.

“Oh, no, no rubbing, unless you want to go back over my knees. Come over here, I am going to pin up the back of your skirt so you can be reminded of your misbehavior for the remainder of the class.”

Barbara then pinned the back of Robin's skirt up and sent her back to her seat with one hard spank, causing Robin to yell out in pain.

With Scott still in the corner, Barbara sat down at her desk and wemt back to conducting her class before she was interrrupted by Beth bringing Scott into the classroom. It was an interminable time in the corner for Scott, as he faced the corner, bare bottomed. He felt like all the eyes of the class were focused on his bare behind, causing great embarrassment to the 16 year old teenager.

Barbara finished with the school lesson part of the class with some time remaining. Now it was time for another kind of lesson. Not knowing how much time had passed, when his teacher ended the lesson, he hoped against hope that the bell would ring. And when he heard Miss Connolly's footsteps walking toward him, he had a hope that he would be able to get dressed. He still had that hope when he felt Miss Connolly pull up his underpants. But when he felt his ear grabbed and, hobbling. mached out of the corner and to the stool in front of the room, he knew his fate was sealed.

Begging like a naughty little boy, Scott pleaded for leniency.

“Please, Miss Connolly, don't spank me. I won't do it again, Please, I'm sorry!!”

“No, Scott, you need to be taught a good lesson. Now, over my lap.”

Resigned to his fate, Scott went across his teacher's knees, helplessly dangling in the air. Barbara Connolly didn't waste any time and started spanking once Scott was in position. The spanking started, and despite the fact that it was Miss Connolly's hand rather than a hairbrush that was smacking Scott's behind, it hardly mattered. Between Barbara's “hard hand” and Scott's already well-spanked bottom, it only took a few spanks to cause Scott to begin wailing. That didn't deter Barbara from administering a sound and lengthy spanking. Unlike Beth, she didn't scold or lecture Scott when she finished spanking, but instead raised his underpants and stood him up. Then, as Beth did, she dressed Scott herself, causing Scott's cheeks to turn almost as red as his behind.

As if on cue, just when Miss Connolly finished dressing Scott, the bell rang. Grabbing his books, and not wanting to face the raemainder of his class, Scott quickly left the classroom, his burning bottom reminding him both of what he had just endured and what he might face later, from his housemother.

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Part 79

Julia Jameson, a ninth grade housemother on the boy's side, was completely different from Vanna McKay. Much stricter than Vanna, Julia never hesitated to put one of her boys over her knees for a sound spanking whenever they misbehaved. Now that she has been with her section for three years, her students needed to be spanked less, as her boys were mindful of how sound her spankings could be.

At this moment, Julia was looking at a sheet of paper that listed all the students that had been disciplined during the day's classes. She was shaking her head in annoyance when she saw who one of the boys were.

It wasn't a common occurrence for one of her boys to be spanked in class, and when it happened, she made sure that boy would not want to do it again.

Going to her phone, she called Barbara Connolly who gave Julia the full rundown of what happened. Following that up, she also called Beth for further information. Meanwhile, Scott was on his way back to his section, the classes for the day having finished. His bottom still tingled from the painful spankings he had already received and he was dreading facing his housemother. It had been a while since she had spanked him last, but that didn't stop him from recalling how painful that spanking had been.

As he walked toward his room, he saw that Miss Jameson was standing outside his room with an annoyed look on her face. As he approached her, she grabbed his left arm and turned him around.

SMACK!

Five times, his bottom was smacked, hard, thunderous smacks that resounded throughout the wing, accompanied by his loud yelps of pain.

“Go in your room and do your homework. I'll be in to see you before supper.”

With tears in eyes, Scott went into his room, and sitting down gingerly, began working on his homework as he worried about what was to come. As he did his homework, his roommate, Brian, did his as well, not saying anything to Scott.

Too soon, supper time approached and the door to his room opened and Miss Jameson entered.

“Scott, I want you to put your pajamas on now.”

Embarrassed at the thought of going to the cafeteria in pjs, Scott made the mistake of protesting.

“The last thing you should be doing, young man, is arguing with me. You are in enough trouble as it is. Since you don't want to change on your own, I guess I will have to do it myself.”

To Scott's horror, Julia walked over to Scott and began undressing the 16 year old boy. As he stood there, helpless, his shoes were taken off, followed by his socks. Then she removed his shirt. Then she unbuttoned his pants, lowered them and removed them completely. By now, Scott was blushing furiously and even his roommate was feeling sorry for Scott.

Then Julia removed the last piece of clothing that he wore, his underpants, leaving Scott standing there completely stark naked. Not for long, though, as he found himself being grabbed by his arm over to the stool. Sitting down, Julia pulled the teenager over her knees and began smacking the bare bottomed boy hard and fast and soon Scott was crying hard from the rapid-fire handspanking he was receiving.

Once Scott was sobbing, the spanking ended and he was stood up. As he stood there, Julia went and got a pair of Scott's pajamas and put them on him herself. Then taking his hand, she walked Scott out of his room and led the rest of her section to the cafeteria.

It was a very self-conscious and embarrassed ninth grader who was accompanied to his table where he was allowed to get his supper on his own. To his relief, no one said anything to him and he returned to his seat to eat his supper, though his appetite was less than it normally was.

When he was finished, his housemother stood up and walked over to his chair. Taking his arm, she helped Scott up. This made Scott really nervous as he anticipated going over his housemother's knees right then and there. Instead, Scott found himself being walked to the back of the cafeteria where Beth's section was.

Blushing, with his hand being held by his housemother, Scott arrived at Beth's table. Standing there, he heard his housemother tell Beth what he was supposed to do.

“Hi Beth, Scott has something to say to you and to Jon. Don't you, Scott?”

Scott knew what was expected of him, but hesitated.

<SMACK!>

Twice, Julia smacked his pajjama clad bottom hard, causing Scott to yell out in pain.

“Don't make it harder for yourself, young man.”

This time, Scott responded.

“I am sorry, Jon, for bullying you. It won't happen again.”

“Now, thank Beth for spanking you.”

Relunctantly, Scott obeyed his housemother's request.

“Thank you, Miss Ashley, for spanking me.”

Thinking that Scott's bullying days were over, Beth responded.

“You're welcome, Scott, I hope it's the last time I have to put you across my knees and spank your bare behind.”

Scott blushed more and looked down. Then he heard that his punishment wasn't over yet.

“Ok, Scott, let's go back to our table and get the rest of our section. When he get back to our area, you're getting a spanking and going to bed early.”

Scott gulped at the news as he found himself being walked back to his table and then led all of his fellow section mates back to their rooms. Once they arrived there, Julia placed Scott facing the wall adjacent to the entrance to his room. Grabbing his pj bottoms, she yanked them down, leaving his behind bare.

“Stand there in the corner there, and do not turn around or cover up your behind.”

For the next `15 minutes, Scott stood in the corner outside his room, just like he did as a young boy. Back then, he never knew whether others would see him and that was true now. And, like many times before, he had to stand in the corner knowing that soon he would be going over a pair of knees to be soundly spanked.

When he heard footsteps, he had a feeling that his corner time would be ending, especially when he heard something being placed on the floor. He felt his arm being grabbed and then turned around, and saw a stool. To his dismay, he was going to be spanked outside his room, where it could be heard by the entire boys wing and seen by some.

As he was being taken hobbling over to the stool, Scott saw that his entire section was there, along with the two adjacent sections and blushed.

Julia sat down and pulled the unhappy boy over her knees. She pushed him forward until he was over her left knee and she placed her right leg over his legs, pinioning him and causing his bottom to stick up.

“I hope this is a good lesson for you, Scott, and the rest of you boys, that bullying is not permitted and will be strictly punished.”

Scott hadn't realized it yet, but Julia was holding her hairbrush in her other hand. He did realize it with the first spank of the hairbrush smacked his upturned bottom. A loud crack resounded in the boys' wing, followed by Scott's yelp of pain.

Then, steadily and sharply, more smacks of the brush rained down on Scott's bare behind. As they did, Scott's cries of pain became louder and louder. The other boys of the section cringed as the hairbrush smacked loudly and relentlessly across all parts of Scott's bottom. His cries turned to sobbing and eventually to bawling as the hairbrush left its mark on the reddening seat. Scott's bottom was completely crimson when Julia finally stopped the spanking and Scott was emitting a continuous wail from the painful hairbrush spanking.

Still bawling, Julia walked Scott back to the corner, reminding Scott to not rub his inflamed behind. Then turning to the stunned onlookers, Julia motioned to them to go to their rooms, which they all did.

For the next 20 minutes, Scott slowed quieted down until he was just sniffling. Still, his behind was still burning fiercely, as he felt his pajamas bottoms being pulled up, causing fresh tears from contact with his sensitive bottom. He found himself taken inside his room to his bed.

“Ok, in bed with you. And, except for using the bathroom, I don't want you out of bed nor do I want to hair one peep out of you, do you understand?”

Scott nodded and gingerly climbed into his bed. It would be one night he would sleep on his stomach.

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Part 80

A few months have passed and Marylee has settled down in her career as teacher at Lee Academy. Over those two months she has earned a reputation as a fair but no-nonsense teacher that would praise when merited, but when a student misbehaved, he or she would find themselves over Marylee’s knees for a sound spanking.

Recently, she hadn’t had any reason to put a student over her lap which was fine with her. Little did she know that on this day, that would change.

In her classroom, sitting at her desk, she watched as the students of her homeroom entered her room. The first to arrive were the boys, followed shortly by the girls. She acknowledged their arrival, saying hello to those who greeted her.

Once everyone had settled down and the bell rang, she checked attendance and all 16 students were present and accounted for. There were a few minor announcements she had to pass along and once that was done, she allowed the students some free time until the bell for the first class rang. Since their first class was with Marylee, the students didn’t have to go anywhere.

As she began the day’s lesson, she noticed one boy, Jason Walters looking down and writing. She noticed him looking up furtively and it caught Marylee’s attention. Already standing, trying to not catch Jason’s attention, she moved steathily toward Jason’s desk and when she got there, Jason, too engrossed in what he was doing, was startled when he heard his teacher clearing her throat. He quickly tried to hide what he was doing, but it was too late.

“JASON WALTERS!! I can’t believe what I am seeing!!”

What Jason had tried to hide, unsuccessfully, was a drawing of a nude woman, clearly of Marylee. Grabbed the paper in one hand, she grabbed Jason’s ear with her other and marched him to the front of the classroom where she stood him facing the blackboard. Going over the corner, she grabbed her chair and placed it away from her desk, next to where Jason was standing.

Standing there, Jason was nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other. His bottom tingled, as he knew was what shortly going to happen and he was embarrassed by being caught. Shortly, he knew, he would be over his teacher’s knees, with his behind bare.

Standing in front of Jason, Marylee undid Jason’s pants and tugged them down. Normally, she would have preserved some of Jason’s modesty and waited to pull his underpants down until he was across her knees, but not this time, as she reached over and yanked them down.

Returning to her desk, she opened a drawer, pulled out a paddle and then returned to her chair where she sat down and quickly yanked Jason across her bare knees.

Marylee didn’t scold, as she didn’t think it necessary, and once she had Jason positioned as she wanted him, she raised her arm and brought the wooden paddle down on Jason’s upturned bottom, causing Jason to yell out in pain. Again, Marylee applied the paddle to Jason’s bottom and the 16 year old boy again yelped from the pain of the smack he had just received. Then Marylee continued on steadily with each smack of the paddle causing Jason’s to get redder and redder.

The pain of the paddle caused Jason to shift on Marylee’s lap and she grabbed the back of Jason’s blue vest to keep him in place, all the while continuing to spank away. Jason’s cries got louder and louder until he was sobbing and then wailing as Marylee continued to teach Jason a good lesson. Finally, Marylee stopped spanking and rested the paddle on Jason’s fiery behind.

“I think that will teach you to be so disrespectful. I wonder what Mrs. Donovan will think about your behavior, so after classes today, you can report to her office and you can tell her what you did.”

As he bawled, Jason couldn’t believe that he would have to go to the office. He would have thought more of the consequences of that if his behind wasn’t on fire from Mrs. Lewis’ paddling.

Jason then found himself helped up and marched over to the corner.

“You can spend some time here to think about what you did. Don’t you even think about rubbing your bottom, young man. I’ll let you know when you can go back to your desk.”

As she left Jason in the corner, Marylee returned her chair to behind her desk and placed the paddle on top of her desk in plain view of the rest of the class.

“Ok, class, let’s get back to today’s lesson, shall we?”

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Jason over Marybell's lap (modifed kamitora)