The Lessons Ch. 01
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"In fact, Sara, yes, that is precisely what I am going to do. Please come up to the front of the class."
Sara's jaw dropped in horror! She couldn't believe what she just heard. He couldn't be serious. Her father would occasionally spank her but this was in the privacy of their home. Certainly he wasn't thinking of spanking her in front of the whole class. Not with boys in the room!
Her mind raced in fright and fear, but quickly she regained composure. Of course he wasn't serious. He was just bluffing. He was a new teacher and he figured he could scare them into submission. There was no way any teacher at Templeton would spank a student, and certainly not with all these witnesses.
Sara then smiled at Mr. Peters and walked to the front of the room. She even wiggled her bottom a little bit just to taunt him with the focus of his threat and to let him know that she wasn't the least bit scared. "Whatever you want Mr. Peters."
The other students though were not so sure. Everyone had heard that Mr. Peters was a disciplinarian. There was a lot of whispering and wonderment as they saw Sara saunter to the front of the class.
"Sara, over here, in front of my desk." Mr. Peters directed her to move in front of the desk that faced the class. He then stood beside her, his arms folded in a stern, authoritarian manner. He seemed to be at least two feet taller than her.
Sara again gave me Mr. Peters a sweet, innocent grin. She in fact was kind of liking this. It was a nice fantasy, thinking that Mr. Peters was going to spank her little bottom. She kind of liked the thought of it. He was awfully good looking, and she knew her bottom was pretty. It was a cute button bottom, very pert and round. Maybe still a little baby fat, but not much.
"Okey dokey Mr. Peters," she said sweetly. She even giggled a bit as she approached the head of the class. She stood politely in front of him, clasping her hands behind her back, smiling sweetly as she waved her young breasts back and forth at him. She knew he wouldn't really spank her. He was probably just going to give her a warning, and she decided to take advantage of being in front of the class by displaying her young attractive figure to its full advantage. Maybe it would convince him to go soft on her.
"Alright Miss Kirstin, now turn your back to the students and bend over my desk."
Sara then panicked again. This is certainly more than she had thought would happen. She wasn't actually going to have to bend over in front of the other students? Her bottom would be sticking out and everything!
"Mr. Peters, are you sure?" She now had one hand on her mouth, a look of confusion on her face.
"Yes, I'm afraid I need to make an example of you. You are one of the more naughty students in this class and in order to get some respect from the rest of the students I need them to see what will happen if they misbehave."
Sara then began to blush as she turned to face the blackboard and desk. She bent over the desk, as she was told. She still hoped that he wouldn't really do it.
"Grab the front of the desk with your hands. Place your elbows on the desk."
She did as she was told, knowing full well now that her skirt had risen up to well above her knees, and her bottom was now nicely outlined by her skirt, draped over the two hills of her upturned cheeks.
"Sara, I'm going to give you five spanks on your bottom. After each spank you must say the number of the spank, and then, 'thank you for teaching me a lesson.' Do you understand?"
"Yes sir", she said meekly.
SMACK! "Ouh! Mr. Peters!" Many of the students gasped in shock.
"Sara? What do you say?"
"But Mr. Peters, that was so hard." Sara now knew that she gotten herself into something that she could not get out of, and this was not going to go well for her. Best to just go along and get this embarrassment over as soon as possible.
"Alright, One, and thank you for teaching me a lesson."
"That's better Sara, that's being a good girl."
SMACK! "Two, and thank you for teaching me a lesson."
SMACK! "Three, and thank you sir for teaching me a lesson." Her bottom was now stinging a bit and she couldn't help wiggling it. She hoped that the skirt was at least still covering her panties and the boys were not getting a free look. She was known for giving them an occasional peak but she had always been in full control. Now she was poking her bottom out at them, and even wiggling it provocatively as she was being treated like a little girl.
Mr. Peters liked that the she had added "sir" to her forced expression of appreciation for being spanked. It indicated that she was beginning to truly learn her lesson and to show him more respect.
SMACK! "Four, and thank you sir for teaching me a lesson." Sara was now adjusting to the punishment. In fact, it didn't even really seem that bad. It was still embarrassing to have all of the students watch, and especially embarrassing to be bent over in front of everyone, but at least it was through the clothes and nobody could really see anything. 'I bet though that Billy and Teddy are getting a big kick out of this,' she thought. Billy and Teddy were too geeky boys who always liked to tease her. She will have to get even with them when this was done.
SMACK! "Ouch!" Her mind had drifted off and she wasn't really anticipating the last one. It hurt much more than the others, but at least it was now done. She stood up.
"Where are you going Sara?" Mr Peters asked.
"Aren't we finished, Mr. Peters? That was five. I counted each one."
"Actually Sara, you didn't count the last one, and I never did say that this would be the full extent of the punishment. I do believe that we need to step this up a notch, not only because you failed to count the last one but also because I don't believe that this was really a sufficiently severe punishment. I'm not even sure that these even stung."
"Oh no, Mr. Peters, they sting terribly much. My bottom really hurts," Sara pleaded. She dramatically clutched her buns with her hands to emphasize the point, causing her young breasts to again jut out through her blouse. Her effort to convince him, however, was not successful.
"No, my dear, I do believe that you are again failing to be honest with me and so I do feel it is best to move to the next level." Mr. Peters then turned her back again to the class and gently pushed her back down onto the desk. She was looking at him with a confused, pleading expression. Mr. Peters proceeded to lift up Sara's skirt to reveal her white cotton panties.
Sara gasped in shock, as did most of the other girls in class. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. The boys were equally shocked, but it was not with embarrassment. They couldn't believe their luck! Mr. Peters was going to show the whole class Sara's underpants!
"Mr. Peters! No, please, don't lift up my skirt! Don't let everybody see my undies! Oh my goodness!"
"Sara, I am sorry that I have to do this, but it is really for your own good. I do believe that bending over in front of all your classmates was somewhat embarrassing but I don't believe that it was sufficient. You need to learn a lesson that you will not ever want to experience again." Mr. Peters tucked the skirt up into her waistline so that it would it would not fall back down over her panties.
Sara was now bent over in front of the whole class, showing off her white undies for everyone to see. And, it was quite a nice sight, especially for the boys. Sara did have a very cute bottom, nicely rounded, and well outlined by the tight white panties. Sara was mortified. She couldn't believe this was happening to her.
"Sara, you should not feel embarrassed. I am sure that the boys have seen your panties before." Of course, this wasn't really true, at least they did not see them like this, but Mr. Peters wanted to convey the impression that what he was doing was appropriate.
"I don't believe that these are regulation panties." Mr. Peters bent over to get a closer look, and indeed he was correct. There was lace running along the edges, and regulation panties had to be entirely simple and plain. Mr. Peters tucked his fingers under the edges to get a closer look, thereby being able to caress Sara's white bottom in the process. A few inappropriate thoughts crossed his mind.
Sara let go of the front of the desk and covered her face with her hands. She was so embarrassed. This was just awful! Mr. Peters now had his fingers under her intimate things, and in front of the whole class.
"Sara, grab the front edge of the desk right now, or it will just get worse. It is already getting worse with this clear violation of the dress code. Lace is not allowed on the panties. You must know this, this being the senior class. There is no excuse for this. Why indeed would you wear lace undies anyway? What is your excuse?"
Sara didn't know what to say. It was bad enough that she had to show everyone her pantied bottom but he even wanted her to talk about her underthings in front of everyone. She did feel that there was honestly a good reason for wearing them. She liked to have lace on her panties because it made her feel more pretty and feminine, and she didn't mind if the occasional burst of wind gave the boys a quick, innocent peak. She liked to flirt with the boys, and she knew that they liked to look at feminine panties. But, she couldn't tell Mr. Peters this!
"I just think that they looked pretty sir. I didn't mean any harm by it. Please let me pull my dress down, please Mr. Peters." Her cute little round bottom, dressed in white cotton, laced undies was an adorable sight, particularly with her sticking her derriere out to the class, as if she was trying to show off her posterior to all of the boys in the class, and they were thrilled. The girls squirmed in their seats.
When he returned from the bathroom with the towel, she told him how she wanted him.
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