Young Drew was not a bad kid, but his grades during sixth grade had dropped to D's and F's and his parents were very concerned. They had "grounded" him and even had resorted a few times to spanking him, but nothing seemed to work. They knew that Drew was a smart boy and had the ability to do well in school so they decided to send him to a strict private school where he would be in a more closely supervised environment.
Drew was upset with the idea, but he had little voice in the matter. He was also upset that this was a boarding school and that he would only get to come home one weekend a month. After complaining all summer, September came and young Drew was off to his knew school. There were some positives, he thought. The school had a swimming pool, horses and many organized activities.
Shortly after arriving all the new boys attended a meeting. Procedures and rules were spelled out in detail, but he became upset when the headmaster announced, "Any boy who disobeys the rules or doesn't do his homework will be spanked." However, young Drew decided that he would obey the rules and do his homework and everything would be okay.
And everything was okay for the first few days even though he didn't like taking a shower in the open after gym class. He found it a little embarrassing undressing in front of other guys and the gym teachers. He didn't mind undressing in front of his closest friends at the dorm, which he shared with five other seventh grade boys. And he didn't seem to mind it when the house father walked into the dorm one evening and saw him naked.
It was during the second week at school when he witnessed his first spanking. It was after all the boys had showered in gym class. This fat kid named Hubert was standing naked next to his locker and was flipping a towel. The gym teacher saw him, grabbed him by the arm and began yelling about how dangerous it was to flip towels. Then he put his left arm around Hubert, bent him over a little and then started spanking his mammoth ass. The locker room became quiet immediately and Drew watched in amazement as the gym teacher slapped the fat kid's bare butt. The sounds of the slapping and the cries from the boy echoed all over the locker room. Drew saw the boy's big fat butt turn quite red from the nearly 20 spanks.
It was about the third week in school during gym class when one of the teachers came over to Drew during a soccer game and began yelling at him. Drew wasn't sure what he had done wrong, but the teacher was really upset. "I'll bet you have gotten away with a lot over the years because you have blonde hair and you're real cute." Then the teacher continued, "Well, you're not fooling me. Not at all. I'm taking you to the locker room right now and spank your fanny."
So off to the locker room they went. Drew was scared and he was still not sure what he had done wrong. And he figured he had better not ask. They went into the empty locker room and went behind the second row of lockers. Then the teacher began lecturing again, "You think you're so cute. You think you can get away with anything. Well, maybe a good spanking will pull you into line."
Then suddenly felt his gym shorts being pulled down and they fell to his ankles. The only thing protecting him now was his jock strap. However, that didn't stay in place long. The gym teacher pulled it down, fully exposing young Drew's chubby little bottom. Then the teacher grabbed the boy by his arm and pulled him over his lap. Drew was embarrassed and upset, but also helplessly sprawled across the large man's lap. His gym shirt was pulled up to his shoulders. Next came a hard slap to Drew's right bare cheek, then another to the left cheek. Drew began crying like a baby as his bare bottom was being spanked. The teacher gave him about 10 hard spanks before releasing his grip. Drew stood up and started to pull up his clohes when the teacher said, "No, Drew. Get everything off and take an early shower." Drew struggled out of his gym clothes and headed for the showers and then the teacher went back outside.
One night in the dorm room, he and his five friends were getting ready for "lights out." They had managed to strip down to their underpants, but decided to play tag. However, they forgot about the time and it was 10 minutes after "lights out" when they were still chasing each other around the room. Still dressed in their underpants, the house father walked in. "You know the rules, guys. You have to be in bed by 9:30. I guess I'll have to give you a little reminder. Warm your little bottoms a little." The boys protested, but their protests went for naught.
The house father sat on the edge of one of the beds and yelled, "Okay, Drew. Get over here. You're first." Drew went over to the man, who placed him over his lap. With only his Fruit of the Looms for protection, Drew received 10 hot smacks on his butt. Then the other five boys went across the house father's lap and received their spankings on their underpants. The house father stayed and watched the boys strip off their underpants and jump into their pajamas before a final remark, "Next time this happens, you'll get spankings on the bare bottom. So it had better not happen again."
Sorry to say, it did happen again. A few weeks later it was 30 minutes after "lights out" and the boys were still talking. Even though they were in bed and the lights were out, they certainly weren't supposed to be talking at 10 o'clock. The house father walked in and demanded an explanation, "Okay, who's talking?" When he received not plausible excuse, he announced, "Okay, guys. I guess you need another reminder. On your tummies. And do it right now."
He first went to little Jimmy, the smallest boy in the dorm room. The man tossed off the boy's bed covers and yanked down his pajama bottoms, exposing the boy's tiny little butt. He gave the boy five quick spanks, replaced his pajama bottoms and then went to the next boy, Drew. Drew felt his covers being pulled off and then his pajama bottoms being pulled down. With his bare ass exposed, he felt the first of five hard spanks. And then "for good measure," he received five more.
Each of the six boys had their pajama bottoms pulled down for a bare bottom spanking. The last boy, Scottie, received 15 spanks across his bare bottom "because he's the oldest."
It was in January, after the three-week holiday break, when Drew was ordered to report to the headmaster. This had never happened before and Drew was worried. He had to sit outside for about 30 minutes before he was finally ordered into the headmaster's office. The man was burly and looked pretty strong to Drew. A man in his 50's. He began talking, "I was looking over your grades and they are not very good. One A in gym. That's good. But the rest are 3 C's, and two D's. Those are not good. I called your parents and they, too, are upset. They told me that I should be strict with you. They want me to discipline you. What do you think?"
"I'll work harder. I promise to do better," Drew answered.
"Oh, I think you will, young man. You're a cute little guy and I really like you, but I think your parents are right. You need some punishment. Do you agree?"
"I, uh, uh, guess so," came Drew's awkward response.
"I definitely guess so," said the headmaster. "Now get your pants off." The headmaster watched Drew fumble with the buttons on his pants and finally tug them down. Then he watched Drew sit on the floor and remove his shoes so that he can get his pants off. After about two minutes, Drew stood up, stripped down to his shirt, his socks and his underpants, those tight little Fruit of the Looms he always wears. The headmaster then placed Drew across his lap and then quickly grabbed the tops of the boy's underpants and peeled them down, exposing Drew's fleshy little boy butt. Two little bare chubby cheeks. In that position, the headmaster lectured Drew for about five minutes.
Then came the first of many spanks. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Right across young Drew's bare butt. Then came some more. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! It was about the 20th spank when Drew began bawling like a baby and kicking his legs around pleading for mercy. But mercy didn't come right away. The headmaster continued to spank Drew's bare backside. SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! Drew received a real hard spanking that day. And we are happy to report. Drew's next report card showed all B's and one A.
Drew received three more spankings that year. One from the gym teacher while naked in the locker room, one from the house father with his pants pulled down and one bare bottom spanking from his English teacher.
At the end of the school year Drew had a perfect report card--all A's. The headmaster was happy and his parents were very, very happy. In some ways, seventh grade was a "painful" experience for Drew, but he was looking forward to eighth grade!