School Trouble
Chapter 1
"Ben, please come here."
Ben Thompson knew that when his father called, he had better obey. Something in his dad's voice told him that he was in trouble.
"How is school going?" Ben felt a pit in his stomach. He knew that that was a loaded question. Obviously, his dad knew something.
"Uh—OK, I guess," the boy replied.
"Have you been behaving in all of your classes?" his dad asked with a touch of anger in his voice.
"I-I think so," Ben stammered.
"Evidently your school does not. This afternoon I received a telephone call from the principal. Do you know what he told me?"
Ben panicked. He had an idea. He also did not like the way this conversation was going.
His father's question was rhetorical, because he answered it before Ben had a chance. "He said that you are not paying attention in some of your classes and chatting with your friends instead of doing your own work."
"I won't tolerate that, Ben. When you are in school, I expect good behavior. Understood?"
"Yes, sir," Ben replied. He knew that there was much more coming. His father would not stop with just a scolding.
"Go upstairs and wait for me." His father said it in a quiet voice. It was his dad's tone that made his blood run cold. That tone meant only one thing—the spanking would be even harder than normal. The brown-haired boy walked over to his father, waiting for the inevitable.
Ben walked upstairs to his room. He knew exactly what his father expected. The boy unsnapped his pants and pulled down the zipper. Then Ben kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks. Then he removed his shirt and finished removing his pants and underwear.
He knew that now all he could do was wait. The waiting was part of the punishment. He had to sit naked in his room and wait for his father to come in and punish him. However, adding to Ben's embarrassment, he felt his penis erect.
Ben felt himself shiver slightly as he waited, sitting on the bed. He hoped it wouldn't be a long wait—but something told him it would be. Half an hour later, Ben's dad came up the stairs.
Ben's father pretended not to notice the erection. His son was 13, and at an age when erections frequently occurred and could not be helped. Besides, he had more important things to do with his son.
The man grabbed Ben's arm and pulled the boy across his lap. At 5'3", and barely weighing 100 pounds, Ben was easy to maneuver. With the boy in position, Ben's father admired his son's smooth, rounded buttocks. Very soon they would be bright red.
Ben felt his father position him. He hated this part the most, anticipating when his dad would start and how hard the spanking was going to be. He felt his father rub his bottom for just a second. That was part of the pre-spanking ritual. The 13 year-old boy braced himself.
Smack!! His father's hand landed squarely on Ben's buttocks, spanking the boy hard. Smack!! Again. Smack!! The boy jumped. His bottom already hurt. Smack!! He knew he had a lot more to go. Smack!! He couldn't believe how much his dad's spankings hurt. Smack!! And he couldn't believe that at 13, he was still getting them.
Ben's father continued spanking. Smack!! His son's school behavior was unacceptable. Smack!! A hard spanking would help bring him into line. Smack!! Maybe he had been too lenient recently. Smack!! Smack!!
The boy started crying almost immediately. Smack!! Each blow added a new slice of pain to his already sore buttocks. Smack!! He felt his legs kick in rhythm with the spanking Smack!! He felt his dad push down on his back to hold him in place. Smack!! He couldn't move. Smack!!
Ben's bottom was already turning bright red. Smack!! Each stroke added new redness. Smack!! In fact, parts of his buttocks were starting to turn scarlet. Smack!! He didn't know how much more he could take. Smack!! He also knew he didn't have much of a choice. Smack!!
"When (Smack!!) you (Smack!!) are (Smack!! Smack!!) at school (Smack!!) you (Smack!!) will pay (Smack!!) attention. (Smack!!) Understood?" Smack!! Smack!!
"Please (Smack!!) daddy (Smack!! Smack!!), please."
Ben's father ignored him, spanking his son with renewed vigor. Smack!! Smack!! Smack!! If his son was going to misbehave at school, he would pay the price at home. Smack!!
The boy surrendered to the spanking. Smack!! He knew he deserved it. Smack!! As much as the spanking hurt, it was the price to be paid for ignoring his teachers. Smack!! Ben sobbed bitter tears.
Finally, the man stopped spanking his son. The boy's buttocks were scarlet. This certainly would teach him to behave in the future. Gently, he removed Ben from his lap and led him to the corner. Half an hour in the corner and Ben's punishment would be done—until next time, that is.