This is roughly the real conversation between me and my pupil, a year ago.
"David, you know you must be punished?"
"Yes, Sir."
(David was twelve. Black shiny hair. Slender. White teeth. Brown eyes. Charcoal long trousers. White shirt and school tie.)
"I can punish you or refer you to your father."
"You, Sir."
"Please".
"Please".
"So stand and face me."
(I was seated in my breakfast room, where I had been tutoring him.)
"Take off your shoes."
"My shoes?"
A note of real anxiety had entered his voice.
"Yes, your shoes. Hurry up." Impatience entered my voice.
He swiftly obeyed. Power coursed through my veins. "And your socks, I think."
No argument this time. Leaning on the table, he tugged them off.
"Now your shirt and tie. Quickly."
I wanted to keep him off balance. His hands visibly shaking, he tugged them off. Such a completely smooth, tanned and naked upper torso.
"Come close."
He stood close, his firm skin smelling somehow sweet. I could see he was getting embarrassed. I took hold of his leather belt and undid his zipper. He looked down in dismay. I pulled his belt and top buttons open. His trousers slid, slowly, to his ankles.
He wore white briefs. His face was starting to colour.
"Well take your trousers off," I said derisively.
He obeyed again, when I thought he might argue. I took hold of his underpants and tugged them to his thighs.
He gasped this time. Boys in my experience feel even more embarrassed with underpants half down than they do when stripped nude. They feel ridiculous. His penis was quite long, hairless, completely soft.
I put him over my thighs. His bottom was small, nicely formed. I put my hand on it. It felt smooth and hot. I slid my hand down onto the backs of thighs, he shuddered.
I started to spank, hard. At first, there was just the sound of hand on bottom. After some time, he started to moan with pain.
I lifted him up and led him, waddling in his briefs, to my bedroom. I made him stand on the bed, hands on head. The bed was quite springy and he found it hard to balance.
"Your bottom is sore?"
"Yes, Sir."
"It will be sorer soon. Lie on your back."
He lay down and I pulled his underpants off.
"Kneel."
I made him kneel on the bed on al fours, knees apart, feet wide. I took out my wooden spoon and began to spank, slowly and at first lightly, spreading the spanks around. Soon, he was jinking around as I started to spank harder.
It was not the only time I punished him....