THIS STORY IS FICTION.
When I was in seventh grade, I went to a private school (that I will leave unamed). It was maditory that you participate in Physical Education every day. For the boys the P. E. uniform dress code was a jock strap, short shorts (supplied by the school), and a plain white T-shirt. If you did not bring your clothes to class you were made to participate naked.
Every Friday our teacher would gather us all on the baseline of the gym floor and we were made to undress completely. He would one by one inspect us. When he finished your inspection he then gave either 10, 12, or 20 licks with the paddle.
He blackmailed me. My dad and him were friends and he once caught me writing some "choice words" on the bathroom stall. He promised never to tell my dad as long as I submitted to 40 licks every Friday. It hurt like everything.
I kept my end of the bargain but he didn't keep his. One day he was over at my house watching a game with my dad. (This was the summer after I had submitted to all the paddlings). And my dad called me into the room. He told me not to sat anything, but just to strip and bend over the stool they had sitting in the middle of the room. My dad took off his belt, gave me a few licks (about 120),then handed the belt to my teacher who gave me about 50 licks. That was the worst day of my life.
But it wasn't over. I was made to repeat the seventh grade and I had him all over again, but this year I was the only person that had to strip on Fridays.