Ben was worried. The boy had been mouthy with his dad and he was in big trouble. Mr. Fredericks was going to have to punish him extra hard. As nice as Mr. Fredericks was most of the time, Ben knew he wasn't nice at all when the spanking was actually beingadministered. The spanking would hurt—and there was no way around it.
Glumly, Ben made his way to his former teacher's house, wearing his spanking pants. The young teen had grown a few inches so the thin pants were tighter than ever. While they had never provided much protection, now they provided almost none. The only thing the pants did now was preserve Ben's dignity while the slipper was falling on his nicely rounded butt.
The slipper hurt like hell and almost always lefthis buttocks red and slightly bruised. On the other hand, Mr. Fredericks' hand spankings were not quite as hard, but they were embarrassing in a different way since the teacher insisted on baring the boy's buttocks before spanking him. Both, however, were infinitely preferable to the spankings Ben's dad would give if there was no deal at all.
Ben nervously knocked on the door. Mr. Fredericks opened it and ushered Ben inside. The man was being nice, like healways was except during the actual spankings.
Ben explained his misbehavior and the junior high teacher frowned. This was serious—and Ben's dad would want to know what he had done about it too.
"If I don't do a good enough job, then your dad might revoke the deal. And he may want to inspect the job I do to make sure it was hard enough."
The teacher thought for a moment. "Ben, you need a long hard spanking with the slipper. I think 40 is a good number. What do you think?"
The boy panicked. "No, please, sir, can't you use your hand instead?"
"If I give you a hand spanking, it has to be justas hard—and you would still need some with the slipper so you would know what the hand spanking is replacing."
"H-how many?" the boy asked, stammering.
"I think 100 with the hand is fair after you havereceived 10 with the slipper."
"That's a lot," Ben replied, defeated. It might be a lot, but the boy knew he really had no choice. His dad would do worse if he had to discipline his son.
The teacher was still acting friendly. "You know it is necessary and it is your choice, Ben. Either way is fine with me."
"I guess I'll take it with your hand," Ben said.
"OK," Mr. Fredericks said, still acting friendly, "but first you will get the 10 with the slipper."
The man sat down and Ben draped himself across his lap. As the teen was positioned so his bottom was the highest point on his body, the spanking pants pulled even tighter.
"I'm sorry I have to do this Ben." SMACK!! The slipper fell against the thin material. SMACK!! It fell again. SMACK!!
"Hopefully, this will keep you out of trouble." SMACK!! Ben started crying. SMACK!! It was amazing how much the slipper hurt when crashing against his buttocks. SMACK!! SMACK!!
Mr. Fredericks looked down at his work. SMACK!! He hated having to punish the boy. SMACK!! But a deal was a deal. SMACK!!
"OK Ben," the man said to the crying boy, "that is enough for the slipper today." The man gently rubbed the boy's nicely rounded buttocks, taking some of the fire out of them.
The teacher was friendly again. He knew that if he rubbed Ben's butt the boy would not be hurt nearly as much when the spanking resumed. It was the least he could do before resuming the spanking. Ben was sniffling from the slippering, but thankful that the soreness was being rubbed away.
Finally Mr. Fredericks stopped. "OK, Ben, I'm afraid we have to finish the spanking like we agreed." Ben stood. The pain in his butt was now just a dull ache thanks to the man's rubbing.
Slowly Ben pulled his spanking pants below his knees and lay across the man's lap again. He clenched and unclenched hisbuttocks in anticipation of the spanking to come.
Mr. Fredericks gently rubbed the boy's bare buttocks before raising his hand high over his head and bringing it back down. Smack!! Ben jumped as the hand landed. Smack!! It hurt. Smack!! The boy knew he was in for a butt blistering. Smack!! Smack!!
Smack!! A small moan escaped from Ben's lips. Smack!! He didn't want to cry. Smack!! On the other hand, the young teen knew he couldn't help it. Smack!! His bottom was already on fire. Smack!!
Mr. Fredericks stopped spanking for a minute. Instead he gently rubbed the red buttocks beneath him to try to soothe the boy's bottom. As long and as hardas the spanking was going to be, he had to show the teen that he cared about him.
Smack!! The hand fell again. Smack!! Ben was almost taken by surprise. Smack!! The rubbing had felt good. Smack!! Now the buttocks were inflamed again. Smack!! The teen just wished it would all get over.
The young teen started to cry. Smack!! Ben felt the tears running down his face. Smack!! He couldn't help it. Smack!! Why had he been so mouthy to his dad? Smack!! It wasn't fair. Smack!! But he knew that if Mr. Fredericks though he deserved it, then he did.
The teacher stopped the spanking to rub the boy's butt again. "It will be OK, Ben," he said soothingly while rubbing redness and heat away from the boy's already sore flesh. "I know you can be a champ and pay the pricefor your misbehavior."
Smack!! Again the spanking resumed. Smack!! Slowly. Smack!! Methodically. Smack!! The tears wererunning freely now. Smack!! The sobbing was getting louder.
Smack!! Smack!! Smack!! Smack!! Smack!!
For the next 15 minutes the spanking continued. The boy's crying became louder as the pain increased. Every 10 smacks the teacher would stop torub. He would speak gently and soothingly to the boy, helping him understand why such a long spanking was necessary.
After rubbing a few minutes, the spanking would resume for another 10 smacks. Finally, after counting off to himself the final 100, Mr. Fredericks stopped.
Benwas crying dejectedly. Mr. Fredericks rubbed as much of the pain away as he could as the teen lay crying over hislap. After 50 smacks or so Ben hadcontinued crying even during the rubbing. The spanking was just too intense. While the rubbing helped, it did not eliminate all of the pain from the previous series.
"You can get up, Ben," the teacher said kindly. "I will tell your dad that I think you have been punished enough for this misbehavior. If you'd like to rub your butt yourself for a few minutes, I understand."
Ittook Ben several minutes before he could pull up his tight spanking pants. As he started to walk home, he felt thefabric rubbing against his sore buttocks. The rubbing fabric added to his pain. School would be terrible. Theboy would either squirm in class all day or have to sit up on his thighs, sitting unnaturally so there was no weight at all on his sore buttocks.
Laterthat day, Ben's dad examined the work Mr. Fredericks had done on the boy's bottom and pronounced himself satisfied.
The teen resolved to not be mouthy with his dad again. It had too high of a price.