Schoolboy Spanked

Schoolboy Spanked
What was it like getting spanked in school?
Are bare-bottom spankings permitted in schools?
Did teachers spank their students in school at one point?
How many other bottoms received bare bottom corporal punishment as teens?
Has anyone spanked a bare bottom as a teen?
Were you ever put over a knee and spanked in elementary school?
Are bare-bottom spankings permitted in schools?
Did teachers spank their students in school at one point?
How many other bottoms received bare bottom corporal punishment as teens?
Has anyone spanked a bare bottom as a teen?
Were you ever put over a knee and spanked in elementary school?
My son's female tutor punishes him by spanking. Is it right?
Were you ever pulled up in front of your class and been bare bottom spanked? If you did, what were you spanked with and for how long? What did your bottom look like at the end?
How should a teen boy be spanked for disrespect?
Would a person now 60 years old probably have been struck or spanked by a teacher in school?
Who are teen girls who spanked you, and how?
How many other teens have to stay undressed after spanking?
Should children be spanked at school?
Have you ever seen a girl spanked by bullies in school (no teachers involved) & how was it done?
Are there any people who weren’t spanked by their parents after they were spank by a school administrator?
Are there other teen girls like me who still get spanked?
Are bare-bottom spankings permitted in schools?
Did teachers spank their students in school at one point?
How many other bottoms received bare bottom corporal punishment as teens?
Has anyone spanked a bare bottom as a teen?
Were you ever put over a knee and spanked in elementary school?
My son's female tutor punishes him by spanking. Is it right?
Were you ever pulled up in front of your class and been bare bottom spanked? If you did, what were you spanked with and for how long? What did your bottom look like at the end?
How should a teen boy be spanked for disrespect?
Would a person now 60 years old probably have been struck or spanked by a teacher in school?
Who are teen girls who spanked you, and how?
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In high school I wore very short skirts and a male teacher was always was trying to find an excuse to spank me. After a couple unpleasant instances I had enough and began wearing cowboy boots along with my shortest skirts. Well the teacher who was obsessed with me couldn't resist and picked up his paddle and told me I was getting a spanking, I asked why and he just told me to bend over then he ran his hands up my inner thighs that’s when I turned around wound up and kicked him in the testicles as hard as I could. He dropped too his knees holding his crotch gasping for air unable to talk, I rip
In high school I wore very short skirts and a male teacher was always was trying to find an excuse to spank me. After a couple unpleasant instances I had enough and began wearing cowboy boots along with my shortest skirts. Well the teacher who was obsessed with me couldn't resist and picked up his paddle and told me I was getting a spanking, I asked why and he just told me to bend over then he ran his hands up my inner thighs that’s when I turned around wound up and kicked him in the testicles as hard as I could. He dropped too his knees holding his crotch gasping for air unable to talk, I ripped his paddle out of his hands and using it like a ball bat beat him on the side of his head until his eyes rolled back and he collapsed unconscious. I ran out of school and drove to the police station and told the officer at the desk I have been repeatedly beaten and sexually assaulted by my perverted male teacher and handed him the teachers paddle and told him what happened. The teacher tried saying everything was my fault and repeatedly assaulting me was just fine. I had enough of him and the corrupt perverted school teacher, principle and school board lying, blaming me and expelling me for defending myself. As I had recently turned eighteen and being courted by numerous law firms I sued the teacher, principal and school board. During the ensuing depositions the teacher admitted to being obsessed with my legs and ass, he even bragged to other male teachers about making up excuses to spank me and told them he got an erection just thinking about me, this all came out when his fellow teachers were aggressively deposed by my legal team. After being deposed for three hours the pervert principal admitted to fantasizing about licking me and lying to law enforcement in conjunction with the offending teacher a school board members.
The law firm representing the school system recommended they settle with me and they made me a low ball offer of five thousand dollars. I told my attorneys to tell these scum bags we look forward to seeing them in court and we will be deposing their wives prior to trial to see if they also knew of their husbands crimes. They came back and asked what I wanted and we responded with fifty million dollars, full and public disclosure of the offenders actions, admitted guilt, firing and loss of any and all pensions, benefits and retirement with the offenders pensions being immediately donated to the charities of my choice. They refused. My legal team sent a letter to the county board telling them to expect a large financial burden at the conclusion of my case and to be prepared to disclose the reason to property owners for a special tax levee to cover the cost of the actions of these corrupt, perverted criminals.
I invested in index funds, some energy stocks and a few manufacturers, went to college and law school and don’t have to work a day in my life if I don’t want to. All the men involved in the crimes against me are divorced and doing poorly in life. It may have something to do with public pressure on the district attorneys office to charge these men after the details of my civil suit went public and the subsequent jail sentences imposed.
I still wear very short skirts and love being spanked and tied up by my husband. He was a member of my legal team and encouraged me to go to law school. We stayed in touch, fell in love and are very happily married.
I was at school in the seventies so spankings and canings were common. Boys were caned and girls got the strap. We had a headmistress called Mrs Clarke she would punish both girls and boys, we were usually called to her office after lunch made to wait outside for what seemed like ages before being called in. Once inside we were made to remove our clothes apart from our underwear and bend over the desk. I was in this situation many times, finally my underwear was pulled down to my ankles and I was caned six to twelve times I normally cried after the second stroke.

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Who remembers their school spankings? I recently passed by the site of one of my old schools in Tyne and Wear UK (houses have been built there now) and memories of corporal punishment there came flooding back. I thought I’d share my memories of my school spankings. For the sake of privacy, I’ll only use the initial of teachers’ names but I’m happy to name the schools as they are no longer in existence.
My first school was Albany Infants. My teacher there was Ms M, a lady in her 50s – a proper old style teacher, fair but firm. When I was six, a lad wound me up on the playground so I spat at him (a very wrong thing to do, I know). He reported me and I was sent to Ms M, who spanked my (clothed) bottom. Nothing was said at home, and I never got in bother there again.
My second school was Albany Juniors, where my teachers were a Miss B and Mr H. Miss B was a young teacher in her 20s. She loved heavy metal – a proper headbanger if you remember those days. She was also a spanker, even for things like getting your times tables or spellings wrong. These spankings were given with trousers down but thankfully on the seat of your underpants. It seemed like almost every day, I was in front of the class getting my bottom spanked for getting stuff wrong.
Mr H was my second teacher there, and he just hated me. I got more spankings off him than ever before got in my life – I must have had a sore bottom at least twice a week. Mr H used to make you wait after school to be punished – he put a slipper across our bottoms – and it was so bad I sometimes wet myself with fear in anticipation. What’s more, I generally got the slipper from my parents too when I got home.
Not long after this it was discovered that I had learning problems, so I was sent to a special school in Sunderland. The headmaster, Mr R, was a strange man. I remember going with my mam and auntie for an introduction to the school. Mr R sat me on his lap and he kept tickling me in fun.
However, things quickly got more serious when he mentioned that the punishment for bad behaviour was the dreaded cane. It sent a shiver down my back. Mr H told my mother that I would be caned on the bare bottom – three strokes for less serious issues and ‘six of the best’ if I was really naughty.
I began to cry thinking about the prospect when, just as I thought things couldn’t get any worse, he told my mam and auntie that he liked to give new pupils a taste of the cane before they started as a warning of what to expect if they were naughty. To my dismay, I had my pants taken down in front of my mam and auntie right there and then and received two strokes of the cane across my bare bottom. It hurt so much that I determined to be a very good boy, and never saw that cane again during the three years I was at that school.
I then went to Donwell Special School, and this was the school where I received corporal punishment the most. My teachers there were Mrs W, Mr A, Mr L and Mrs E.
Mrs W (who was the deputy head) was a right bitch. She was a bare bottom spanker and she knew how to do it, too. If your bottom wasn’t black and blue by the time she’d finished with you, she wasn’t well. Not one child ever got away with not having a bruise off her, girl or boy.
Mr A slapped bare legs and that damn well hurt. I remember being at the swimming baths and me and my mate were carrying on. Mr A came up and slapped my legs, again leaving a bruise. He must have been concerned about it as the next day at break time he told me to stay back at moment. I thought I was going to get slapped again but Mr A only asked me if I had a bruise from my smacking. I told him I had. He asked to see it, and after he had inspected it he asked if my parents had seen it. I replied in the negative and he seemed relieved. Certainly, he never hit me again.
Mr L was a big, tall teacher. He could not only mentally but physically put you in your place – he would grab you by the scruff of the neck, drag you to the corner and give one hard smack on the bottom – that was it.
Mrs E was a proper ‘old style’ teacher, and I had great respect for her. We actually had dinner together not long before her death, as we had kept in touch. She was in her 80s by then but still had her marbles.
Mrs E was a belter – she didn’t think twice about making you drop your trousers and pants, and giving your bare backside a good belting. I tell you, you didn’t sit down for two days afterwards.
When I had dinner with Mrs E as an adult, we spoke about how things had changed since I was at school. She said that respect had gone out of the window when CP stopped in schools, and that kids needed discipline to teach them right from wrong.
Well, one thing led to another as we talked about old times, and after I said I’d like to see whether she could still give it out, Mrs E had me bare my bottom like old times and gave me the belt. It still hurt a great deal, even as an adult! Rest in peace, Mrs E.
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The third year at Grammar school is best described as a disaster for me. I was thirteen at the start and turned fourteen a few weeks into the first term. I was a true hormone charged teenager and it showed. The accounts below are as I remember it though the names are changed. The descriptions of the teachers are accurate as I kept a diary and recorded the details.
My first caning was in the very first week of the year. I was in a Latin lesson with a new teacher. Miss Harvey was newly qualified and determined to start as she meant to go on. She gave us a test to see the level of our knowledge. I was struggling with Latin so decided to cheat and had my text book with the answers hidden under my desk. All was going well until the book slipped and landed on the floor.
Miss Harvey noticed and told everyone to stand up. A couple more books slipped as the class stood up. Miss Harvey told all three of us to stand silently until everyone had finished. She collected in the answers and then told everyone that the three cheats had scored no marks and would now be punished in front of the class. We were called to the front; there were two boys and one girl.

Miss Harvey lined us up against one wall while she arranged space for us to bend over her desk. Then she walked to the cupboard and returned with the cane and punishment book. Miss Harvey was short, slim, short ginger hair, in her very early twenties and wearing a blue loose-flowing dress with black high heeled shoes. She called the girl forward and told her to bend over the end of the desk and grasp the sides.
I was fascinated as the girl got four hard strokes on her tight grey skirt. She was red-faced and in tears at the end. She was told to return to her seat and winced as she sat down.
Next, I was summoned forward and told to assume the same position. I tensed as Miss Harvey lined the cane up. It swished down and cracked on my bottom very hard. She might have been small but she could handle her cane. I gulped as the pain arrived. The second stroke was equally hard and took my breath away. The pain was so intense. Miss Harvey continued and the third stroke soon bit into my bottom. I could feel tears welling up by now. The fourth stroke was extra hard and low down. It was the most intense and I felt tears roll down my cheeks.
I was then told to resume my seat. I winced as I sat down, it was so uncomfortable.
The second boy then got his four strokes but he was rather louder when receiving his punishment. Miss Harvey then said that anyone who stepped out of line could expect the same treatment. She then set us some homework while she completed the punishment book.
Later in the term, I accumulated three detentions and got a repeat visit to the Headmaster, Mr Stevens. This time he used a longer thicker cane and it was even more painful. Mr Stevens reminded me
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