The Principal's Paddle


by _d_i_c_k_ JOHNSON < johnsonr@uconn.edu >

I was in tenth grade, and a decent student. One day, a bunch of friends and I decided to leave school and hang out at McDonald's. I just figures that I had already been caught doing such a thing, and I was threatened with several strokes with the specially made paddle in Mr. Dennison's top drawer. While in McDonald's Mrs. Sweet was in there on lunch break, and she immediately recognized us and took us back to school. I was sent immediately to Mr. Dennison. I stepped into his office, and to my surprise, he had already heard of the incident and determined my punishment. Without saying more than three words, he sat me down and said,

"You are going to receive several strokes with the 'Board of Education' I know I've never used it on you and I'll explain the procedure." He talked me through the procedure which involved me going into his bathroom and putting on a pair of shiny, skin tight spandex. I was instructed to remove my underwear and show them to him as proof. I was to then assume the position (which was hands out, on the corner of the desk, shirt off and spandex clad butt ready for the punishment.) Although I did have protection over my ass, it was designed for Mr. D to be able to paddle me with very little protection. He then told me after each stroke, to count aloud and say sir, and to do this loud enough so that I'd also be humiliated.

With little warning he began my paddling, "ONE, SIR" Well this kept on for 50 strokes, after which I was to remain in the spandex the rest of the day as humiliation.