On the first day of class we all entered the room, not knowing exactly what was going on. We introduced ourselves, and took our chairs. There were only 5 set out, so there really wasn't much of a choice.
At exactly 8am, the door swung open and a big man entered. He was wearing a shirt and tie, and dress pants, and holding a brief case in his hand. He had a neatly cropped brown beard, and eye glasses, and his arms were covered in hair, all the way down to his hands and fingers.
"Alright boys." he addressed us, "I'm your first teacher, Mr. Briggs. Line up against the wall."
We looked around at each other, and then slowly got up to do as he told us. We lined up against the wall, and stood there waiting. He set the briefcase down on the desk and walked over toward us.
"You all know why you're here. You can share that with each other if you like, or not. It's up to you and it's none of my concern." he paced back and forth down the line, "I see you're still in your street clothes, haven't you been giving uniforms?"
"No we haven't." Paul spoke up.
"No Sir. That's lesson number 1. All teachers at this school will be addressed as Sir." he said.
"No sir, we haven't." Paul corrected himself.
"Good boy." the teacher nodded, "Well, head down to the office and get them, I'm sure they're ready by now. Go on."
He pointed the way, and we went down to the office, unsure of what exactly to expect. Once we got there, the secretary told us that our uniforms were indeed done, and that they were in the back office. We were told to go back there and change into them before returning to class.
We headed down the hall and into the office, and laid out on the long table were 5 sets of clothes in 5 piles. 5 blue collared shirts, 5 black pairs of slacks, 5 pairs of black socks, 5 pairs of white briefs and a pair of shiny black dress shoes. Each pile had a paper with our respective names on them, so we found our pile and then Goodman spoke.
"Are they serious? I don't want to wear these." he frowned.
"I don't think we have much choice kid," Joseph told him, "I don't think we have a choice in a lot of things anymore."
And he began stripping off his street clothes. The rest of us followed suit. I glanced around the room as we all stood there naked. I wasn't modest, but it still felt weird being buck nude in front of a bunch of men I'd just met. We all quickly put on the clothes, and looked at each other.
"They really aren't that bad," Steven said, "They fit perfectly."
Honestly, he was right, they weren't that bad. It could have been much worse. We left our street clothes folded up there and returned to class.
"Alright. Lets begin." the teacher said as soon as we sat.
He went over the rules quickly, and they were pretty standard. No swearing, smoking, lying, cheating, fighting, basically anything you wouldn't do in a normal school. All infractions would be punished severely.
"How Sir?" Paul asked him, after raising his hand.
"I'm glad you asked that." the teacher went on, "All punishments are dealt with depending on the person. We use corporal punishment here, but exactly what is used will depend on who did what."
"You mean spankings Sir?" Goodman asked, "Is this a joke?"
"No joke son. And yes, I mean good old fashioned spankings." he answered, "Bare bottom, however hard and long as the teacher decides."
I couldn't believe my ears, and everyone else looked just as shocked.
The teacher then moved on, like this was a completely normal thing. He went over what we'd be learning in class, and more rules. There sure were lots of rules. Lots of ways to earn spankings.
The day went alright. Mr. Briggs taught us lots of things, none of which are of interest to you I'm sure. The real important stuff happened after the first break of the day around 11am.
We were all gathered outside talking, and getting to know one another better. We'd been given 15 minutes for the break, to get some fresh air and stretch our legs, or use the restroom if we needed. Once the 15 minutes were up, we headed back inside, and Paul and Joseph headed toward the restroom.
The 3 of us entered the class and sat down, and the teacher looked up at us.
"The 15 minutes have expired, where are the other two?" he questioned.
"They needed to use the restroom, they'll be here in a minute Sir." Steven answered politely.
"They should have done that in the time I gave them, not stood around chatting and then decided to use the facilities." he shook his head, "Looks like we'll have our first punishments of the session when they return."
Just then, the door opened and Paul and Joseph came walking in, unaware that they were in trouble. We all shifted in our seats nervously as they came in and headed toward their chairs.
"Not so fast you two. Come up here." the teacher instructed, "And make it quick."
They walked up to the front of the class, with no idea what was instore.
"You are NOT to take more than 15 minutes for breaks. No matter the circumstances. If you had needed to use the bathroom, you should have done so in the time I gave you, or returned to class and then asked to use the bathroom pass."
"We didn't know. We're sorry sir." Paul answered, not thinking it was a big deal.
"Well, it's time to make an example out of both of you." Briggs said, and walked around to the other side of the desk and opened the drawer, "Paul and Joseph, correct?"
"Yes sir." they both answered.
The teacher looked through some things in the drawer, picking various things up and reading them. He then picked 2 out and placed them on the desk. One was a belt, with the word Paul written on it, and another was a hairbrush with the name Joseph written on a label and attached to the back.
"Can't you just give us a warning Sir?" Joseph asked, "We really didn't know better."
"I'm afraid not. This is a good chance to show you all exactly what to expect. This will not be a couple taps on the seat of your pants, and no further spankings will be either. These will be full on bare bottom spankings, like your father would have given. the teacher said, "Either of you care to go first, or should I just pick?"
"...I will, i suppose, sir." Paul said, "Might as well get it over with."
We had discussed during the break that it'd be better to just accept the situation we're in rather than fight it, and the two men seemed to be doing just that.
"Alright, take off your shoes and socks, and bend over the desk." the teacher motioned.
Paul bared his feet, and did as he was told.
The teacher walked up behind him, holding the belt. He drew it back fairly far and snapped it across the seat of Pauls pants.
"Ow!" Paul exlaimed.
The teacher snapped it hard against his backside again and again. About 10 spanks total.
"Alright, drop the pants and take them off." the teacher insisted.
Paul did as he was told, and stood there in his tight white skivvies and shirt.
"Bend back over." the teacher said, and once he had, he began to spank again.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
He struck the white cotton covered backside hard, and Paul moaned in agony and stood on his bare toes.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
The leather slapped his hind quarters and thighs, and you could see the redness through the thin briefs. The teacher walked up behind him, and hooked his fingers in the waistband of the shorts, and then pulled them down to his ankles. He grabbed each of Pauls barefeet and slipped the shorts all the way off, tossing them aside.
Pauls ass was red and glowing.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Ooooooooooooooooh" Paul squeeled as the leather bit into his naked hiney, and he began bouncing from bare foot to bare foot trying to avoid the stinging spanks.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
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Soon his hairy buns were maroon, and tears were streaming down his face.
"I'm soooooorry sir!" he cried like a little boy. The big bear of a man was standing naked from the waist down with a well spanked butt, crying and carrying on, "No more!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
He whimpered and cried with each spank and soon his thighs matched his bottom.
"Alright, get in the corner." the teacher said, and slapped the mans quivering red cheeks with his hand.
Paul stood shakily and padded over to the corner, crying.
Joseph looked like he might try to make a run for it.
"Please don't do that to me Sir, please!" he begged.
"You don't require the strap, boy. The hairbrush is for you." the teacher said, and sat down in his chair, "Strip down to your birthday suit."
"I... please.. don't." Joseph whimpered.
"Now." the teacher growled.
Joseph quickly stripped, leaving his clothes in a pile on the desk. He was soon completely nude, and he covered his privates with his hands.
"Bend over my lap boy." the teacher grabbed him by the arm, and layed him across his knee.
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He lit the mans nude ass on fire with the wooden brush. He spanked and spanked, not stopping for a second.
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Joseph kicked uncontrollably and bucked across the mans knees.
"AAaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaah" he cried as the man wailed on his quickly reddening fanny.
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK
Soon Josephs hairy mounds were dark red, and tears poured from his eyes as he dug his bare toes into the carpet trying to take the blistering spanking.
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Finally he broke down and stopped kicking. He simple laid there and took the spanks, his bottom bouncing with each hard smack of the brush.
"Stand and into the corner." the teacher said, and the man stood up and walked to a corner.
"As you can see, I spanked their backsides soundly, not stopping until they were broken." the teacher now addressed us, "And that's how it goes around here. Every spanking you recieve will be like this. No exceptions."
He began class again, the 2 men still standing in the corner red faced and red bottomed. After about 30 minutes he told them to return to their seats. Paul bent down to pick up his underpants, and was told to leave them. They were to spend the rest of the day as they were.
As the two men made their way back to their seats, I noticed that they were both fully erect, and drooling precum. Both grimaced as their well spanked buns touched the hard plastic of the chairs. Tears streaked their faces, and they casually snuck rubs of their red ass cheeks whenever the teacher looked away. Their erections pointed straight up for almost 30 minutes.. and so did mine. I'd gotten hard as a rock watching those two grown men get their hairy naked asses beat like little boys, and they'd gotten hard standing in the corner with their soundly spanked butts on display.
This school might end up being kind of fun.
Authors note: (this series had a long introduction, but from now on most of it will be spanking... hope you stuck with it to get to the "good part"...)