Dr St John Greeves had been the headmaster at St Francis Public School for boys for 5 years. He was a man in his late fourties who believed in traditional educational values and was convinced that in order to run a successful school firm discipline was required. During his time as head a system of sanctions for unacceptable behaviour had evolved using lines and detention for trivial misdemeanours but based upon the liberal use of corporal punishment when necessary. He was the only member of staff permitted to use the cane but other teachers were encouraged to use other implements such as the ruler or theslipper(A size 11 gym shoe with a thick rubber sole).He did insist however that all cp was only applied to the boys buttocks as hands were meant for writing!
One of the most enthusiastic followers of Dr Greeves's views was John Crosby the head of Physical Education(PE), He was dedicated to his job and believed that boys could only fulfil their potential in PE and games if discipline was strict and boys did as they were told. He was 30 years old and was a keen sportsman in his own right playing rugby and tennis for the county and also took an active part in outdoor pursuits. His reputation for keeping order meant that he not only dealt with boys who misbehaved in PE lessons but other teachers who were reluctant to punish the bottoms of naughty boys would often send them to Mr Crosby to be dealt with. They found that any boy punished by the head of PE often returned with tears in his eyes and very reluctant to sit down. This was hardly surprising as Mr Crosby would make them change into thin shorts before applying up to 6 full blooded smacks with a size 11 plimsoll to the behinds of the offender.
In PE lessons themselves Mr Crosby had initiated a system of demerits to maimtain good order. For minor infractions of the rules a boy would be awarded a demerit which would be recorded in the register. If during a term a boy collected three demerits then he would have to bend over and receive 4 whacks with the slipper-something to avoided at all costs.
Mark White was now in his fourth term at St Francis. He had just turned 13 and was generally a good boy who stay out trouble. Up until now he had managed to avoid the cane and slipper although he had seen several of his classmates get their bottoms walloped and had also noticed the marks on the backsides of boys in the changing room. The characteristic weals from the cane were quite a rare sight but the deep red imprints that result from a slippering were all too familiar. Mark looked young for his age; his tousled fair hair blue eyes and pale complexion together with a slender frame made him look younger than his 13 years. This term he had made good progress at school except that he had managed to collect two demerits for a couple of minor infractions in PE and games lessons. He was of course therefore determined to behave in an exemplary way as he was only too aware of what the consequences would be if he was given that third demerit. The thought of having to bend over to receive 4 strokes of the plimsoll across the bottom from Mr Crosby was a real deterrent.
On a Tuesday PE immediately followed assembly and as usual the class made their way to the changing room after being dismissed. They were standing in a line waiting for Mr Crosby when Mrk nad another boy started teasing one another. A small amount of pushing ensued which didn't amount to anything but unfortunately both Mark and the other lad didn't spot Mr Crosby approaching from the far side of the playground.
"Right you two come here," he barked "What do you think you're doing?" Both boys looked chastened and didn't answer.
"It's a demerit each for silly behaviour." For a moment Mark couldn't quite take in what he had heard. He knew there could be only one outcome and for some reason he put his hands on the back of his trouseres.
"But..but sir we were only playing ," said Mark forlornly "We weren't doing anything wrong."
"I don't want to hear any excuses." replied Mr Crosby tersely as he opened the class register to enter the demerits."Ah I see its your third demerit White I think we both know what that means see me after the lesson." Mr Crosby walked off leaving Mark literally shaking with fear with tears rolling down his cheeks. There seemed to be no escape from that dreaded slipper. The boys were instructed to get changed and make their way into the gym. Mr Crosby supervised ensuring that his instructions were quickly carried out and that no boy loitered in the changing room. He couldn't help noticing White as he was changing. He was obviously upset and even Mr Crosby could see that four hard whacks on such a small bottom were really going to hurt abominably.
The lesson progressed in its usual effecient way with the class carrying out the exercises as laid down by Mr Crosby. Poor Mark found it very difficult to concentrate but knew if he didn'y comply with everything Mr Crosby said that he could earn himself another demerit! He also became aware of his shorts rubbing against his bottom and of course he couldn't put out of his mind what was going to happen to it at the end of the lesson.
John Crosby also observed Mark stretching and running as he carried out his instructions. Although a strict disciplinairian John Crosby wasn't a heartless man and he really wasn't happy with the thought of having to apply four full force whacks to such a small obviously tender backside and as the lesson wore on an alternative approach was evolving in his mind. There was no doubt that White had to be punished but a few smacks with his hand across the boys bottom would get the message across and would undoubtedly have an effect on his future behaviour. As the end of the lesson approached Mark was becoming increasingly frightened although in a way he had reconciled himself to the inevitable punishment to come. Ten minutes before the end of the lesson the class was dismissed and told to shower and get changed ; Mark of course was instructed to go and stand outside Mr Crosby's office. He stood there awaiting his fate with his hands gently rubbing the back of his shorts as if to console his bottom for its forthcoming ordeal. After a couple of minutes Mr Crosby appeared opened the office door and ushered Mark inside. On the shelf Mark saw the dreaded slipper but Mr Crosby went and sat down and indicated to Mark to come over and stand in front of him.
"You understand that you deserved to be slippered don't you?" said Mr Crosby looking Mark straight in the eye.
"Yes sir." whispered Mark with tear falling down his cheek.
"Well considering that other than these three blemishes your behaviour has been exemplary I've decided to punish you in a different way."
Mark could hardly believe what he was hearing. He had reconciled himself to getting the slipper and now he was to be let off.
"You understand however that you must be punished," Mr Crosby continued "And you cannot be allowed to escape scott free." At this point he put his hand behind Mark and laid it gently on his bottom. "I'm going to put you across my knee and spank you much as a father would if his son misbehaved do you understand?"
Mark could feel Mr Crosby's hand on his bottom and he could only nod in reply.
"Report back her at 4 o'clock and I will deal with you then."
Mark's relief was palpable. He almost could not believe what Mr Crosby had said. A few smacks on his bottom was nothing compared with the slipper.
"Right you will be late for your next lesson go and shower and get changed quickly." Mr Crosby followed Mark out of the door and supervised him and the rest of the class as the prepared to leave. He couldn't help watching Mark as he made his way to the showers. His small pale bottom would have been bruised by the slipper but nevertheless would benefit from a few smacks with his hand. John Crosby was convinced that he had made the right decision.
As the day wore on Mr Crosby couldn't get the sight of Mark's small bottom out of his mind. It was so small and looked so helpless as he walked into the shower. Although originally he had only intended to give Mark a few perfunctory smacks the idea was forming in his mind that he deserved something rather more severe. He had after all acquired three demerits and in the normal course of events would have been soundly slippered so he really did deserve to have his bottom soundly tanned. Although there was no question of using the slipper his outdoor pursuits had ensured that the skin on his hand was tough and hard and would undoubtedly sting young White's backside when applied with vigour. Mark White however was convinced that he was only going to receive a few light smacks that would leave a few transient marks and just a mild sting.
At 4 o'clock Mark duly arrived at Mr Crosby's door. He knocked gently and was invited to enter. He noticed that there were two upright chairs next to one another one of which had cushions on its seat.
"Come in White, you know why you are here; I want you to take your blazer and trousers off fold them up on my desk and then go and stand by the chairs." Mark did as he was told. He then stood in front of Mr Crosby dressed only in his shirt socks and underpants. Mr Crosby then went and sat in the chair without the cushions
"I want you to stand between my legs facing the other chair." he said coaxing Mark into position. At this point Mark noticed a stop clock on the table next to Mr Crosby but didnt think any thing of it. Mark did as he was told awaiting further instructions. Mr Crosby used his right hand to bend Mark over his left leg so that his upper body was resting on the cushions of the other chair. Mr Crosby then clamped his legs together so that Mark's legs were trapped and wouldn't be able to move his bottom. He then lifted the tail of Mark's shirt to rexvael Mark's bottom clad in a pair of white underpants. He inserted his fingers into the back of the elastic and gently eased them over Mark's behind. By this time the atmosphere had become quit tense and Mark sensed that he perhaps was going to get something more than just a few slaps on his bottom. Mr Crosby laid his right hand on Mark's buttocks; his hand completely covered Mark's seat.
"You understand why I must punish this don't you? I'm going to smack your bottom for five minutes." He felt the cheeks of Mark's bottom clench as this was far more than Mark thought he was going to receive."I want you to be as brave as possible and not try to protect your backside at any time just to lie there and take your punishment." It was clear that this was going to be quite an ordeal for Mark and he was beginning to think that perhaps the slipper would have been a better option. There was no doubt that Mr Crosby was really going to enjoy tanning that fleshy little bottom. He removed his hand from the target and saw the Mark's bottom awaiting its just desserts. It looked so pale and vunerable but Mr Crosby knew he deserved to be punished and punished he would be. Mark felt Mr Crosby's arm come across his lower back therby preventing him from putting his hands back to protect his bottom from the smacks.
"Right Im going to start. I will inform you after each minute so that you will know how for how much longer the spanking will last. With that he flicked the stop clock and landed the first smack on Mark's bottom. He had decided not to smack as hard as he could from the start but to gradually increase both the force and freqency of the spanks as the punishment progressed. Mark had decided that he was going to do his utmost not to cry and wriggle but just to lie there and take his punishment like a man.
Mr Crosby saw his hand print on Mark's bottom after the first smack and immediately landed another one in exactly the same place. He continued to land a smack every four seconds and soon his hand prints had merged so that Mark's bottom was a uniform shade of red. Mark's bottom had certainly begun to sting but so far he was managing to absorb the smacks without too moch difficulty. After the first minute Mr Crosby decided to increase the tempo and force of the smacks. This was so much better than slippering because he could actually see and feel the young flesh of Mark's bottom flatten and only to spring back and await the next whack which wasn't long in coming. By now Mark was starting to gasp as the sting in his bottom was building and was increasingly difficult to take. The crack of Mr Crosby's hand as it made contact with the tenders cheeks echoed round the office and testified to the increasing severity of the spanking.
After 3 minutes light purple marks were starting to appear on Mark's behind. Mr Crosby had to decide whether to limit the force of the smacks or to continue to smack harder which would of course result in Mark's bottom becoming increasingly bruised. He was of the opinion that young boys bottoms were very resilient and recovered quickly even from the hardest spankings and so he just increased the force and tempo so that there was now only a gap of two seconds between each stinging slap. Despite his endeavours to bear his punishment with fortitude Mark was now crying and the sting in his poor bottom was unbearable but he was so well held in position that he was unable to prevent the smacks raining down on his tender seat. He was able to look round and beg Mr Crosby to stop but Mr Crosby was absolutely determined that Mark should receive the full measure.
After four and a half minutes Mark's bottom was completely purple but this did not prevent Mr Crosby from smacking it almost as hard as he could. He did consider laying some of the smacks on the top of Mark's thighs but he was of the view that naughty boys should always be punished on their bottoms so he decided to restrict himself to smacking those red hot cheeks in front of him. By now Mark's bottom was almost numb and thankfully the last few smacks didn't hurt quite so much but he was so relieved when Mr Crosby announced that the five minutes were up and the spanking stopped .Mr Crosby laid his hand on Mark's throbbing bottom to feel the heat being given off by Mark's poor cheeks. The cheeks had swollen and were just one big bruise and their colour contrasted with the milky white of Mark lower back and thighs.
"I suggest that you go and have a shower and put some cold water on your backside. You might find sitting down a problem for a day or two."
He helped Mark get up and saw him gently place his hands on his punished rear. Tears coursed down his cheeks; never did he imagine a spanking could hurt so much. Mr Crosby had really enjoyed tanning Mark's bottom and he was really pleased that he had decided to dispense with the slipper on this occasion and administer just a simple over the knee spanking. Mark however was not so sure.