Mr Jackson 2 the Hairbrush


by Charley_gilbert <Charlie_gilbert2003@yahoo.com>

"An F? A god_d_a_m_n_ F?" Mr Jackson was very mad at me.

"I..." I didn't know what to say.

"You know what this means don't you? You'll have to retake the class." he started the lecture.

"I know, I just.." still not finding the words.

"And.. I'm going to have to punish you." he said.

"Yes sir." was my only valid response.

We'd just gotten back to his house after a long silent car ride home from school. I had gotten my report card, and shown him the grade after school was out. He was not pleased.

"Alright, well, head to the den. I'll be in when I'm ready." he told me.

I did, and shut the door behind me.

About an hour later, he entered. He had taken off his work clothes and put on a t-shirt and shorts as he always did, and as usual, his feet were bare. In his hand was the hairbrush, which up until now i'd only had a taste of.

"Strip." was all he said, and he sat down in the chair.

I stripped naked, and placed my clothes on the desk.

"Come bend across my lap, now." he motioned.

I followed his orders, not wanting to make this any worse on myself.

"I'm going to blister your backside with this brush until you can't sit. I'm very, very disappointed in you. I teach at your school for heavens sake. If you're having problems..." he lectures.

SPANK

"..you can always come to me." he punctuated this statement with a spank.

"And you better not ever get another F after this, or.. I don't know what I'll do." he finished, and the spanking began.

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There was no warm up. He just slammed the brush hard against my nude buttocks, and I kicked and screamed in agony. The hard wood brush slapped my flesh, leaving red rectangles all over my ass. Soon tears were dripping down my face, and I was begging for him to stop. But he didn't.

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"I'm going to make _d_a_m_n_ sure you learn this lesson. Hopefully this will be the soundest spanking I EVER have to give you." he lectured some more.

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My ass was cherry red all over, and the very center of my buns were even darker still. I would be sleeping on my tummy for the rest of the week.

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After that volley of brush spanks he tossed the brush down by his bare feet, and began slapping my butt with his hand.

WHACK WHACK WHACK

"Have you learned?"

WHACK WHACK WHACK

"Have you?"

WHACK WHACK WHACK

"Bad boys get spanked."

WHACK WHACK WHACK

"And I will not tolerate Fs"

WHACK WHACK WHAAAAAAAAACK

And then it was done. i lay across his hairy thighs sobbing, sweat dripping down my back and legs, and tears wetting my face. My ass felt like he'd stripped all the skin off it and then set it on fire, but I knew better. It was solid red all over, but there would be no permanent damage.

"I hope I never have to do that again." he told me, and rubbed his meaty paw all over my well spanked fanny cheeks, "Please don't make me."

I could tell he was sad to of had to beat my butt that soundly, and I was sad to have made him. He continued to rub my blistered backside, and soon my _c_o_c_k_ was erect, and dripping precum all over his bare feet.

He let me up, and I grabbed my clothes and quickly headed up stairs. I layed on the bed, on my belly, and rubbed myself. I rubbed my _c_o_c_k_ with one hand and my burning butt with the other. i played with my hole and soon I shot my load all over my belly. I scopped some of it up, and rubbed it all over my bare buns. It felt good, and soon I was fast asleep.

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