A F/m consensual spanking story. A part of a sequence. No intercourse this chapter. All characters over 18. All suggestions appreciated vastly! Get pleasure from!
It was the identical pleasant sample for six entire weeks. Emerson would ring Ms. Hartford’s doorbell each Saturday morning. He’d announce that he was there for his spanking with a little bit pink flush round his cheeks. Saying it aloud by no means grew to become straightforward for the boy who was shy about discussing even platonic subjects. Then he’d be escorted inside, swiftly bared, and bent over her lap.
“Will you be boy at work at present?” Ms. Hartford would ask, rubbing his backside.
“I shall be, ma’am,” promised Emerson each time.
“Let me remind you what occurs to naughty boys.”
He can be spanked simply soundly sufficient for the reminiscence to linger via his workday. Then he’d clear Mrs. Anderson’s home, obediently assist with another chores she instructed, and get a evaluate from Ms. Hartford. He’d be punished regardless of how he did, however the severity diversified. Doing completely and getting a easy upkeep spanking with some additional options of his selecting was essentially the most fascinating final result.
That is what was taking place at present. Emerson lay utterly bare over his disciplinarian’s lap, his backside scorching and pink. His wrists had been snugly certain in a stretch of rope behind him. A large piece of duct tape lined his mouth. Beneath him, his erection lay comfortably over her clothed thigh.
They had been on the sofa and he or she was actually taking her time. Emerson would set free a grunting sigh with every stinging slap to his backside, however some of these spankings did not trigger tears. They might often let him drift deep right into a submissive state, permitting him to present full management over to Ms. Hartford. The certain wrists and gag had been serving to tremendously with that.
Generally throughout these upkeep spankings he would shut his eyes and fantasize forbidden or unimaginable issues. Being spanked in entrance of all his classmates within the lecture corridor. That was a giant one these days. Or that Ms. Hartford purchased him and owned him and would use him any method she needed in entrance of anybody current. Or that scorching feminine cops discovered a brand new approach to deal with jaywalking.
At this time he imagined he’d been kidnapped by a gang of very attractive girls. He pictured he was stripped, tied up, and gagged by his adversaries as he struggled helplessly. Then when his frightened whimpering and struggling grew to become too annoying, given a hand-spanking from every kidnapper in flip.
He examined the rope that certain him, making an attempt to tug his wrists aside. They stayed tightly pressed collectively, not even an oz. of slack. Excellent. Then he tried to cry out below his duct tape gag, and it simply got here out like mmmmph. These enhancements to his spanking at present made him squirm a little bit in pleasant pleasure.
If it acquired to be an excessive amount of, he was meant to say mm-mm-mm like three staccato protests in a row. It got here throughout higher in particular person. Ms. Hartford made him observe earlier than she certain up his wrists, and when he did properly with it, she known as him boy. He liked when she did that.
Ms. Hartford adjusted him over her lap, getting a greater angle. Spankings like these appeared to go on for a protracted, lengthy whereas. His disciplinarian would let his thoughts drift so he might sink away into his blissful place. She knew what he was doing even earlier than he confessed just a few weeks in the past. In spite of everything, she had much more expertise with the sort of factor.
As soon as his backside was sufficiently punished, Ms. Hartford talked to her very captive viewers. “Emerson?”
“Mmph?”
“The week after subsequent is finals week.”
“Mmph,” he mentioned behind the duct tape, a pout of a phrase.
“I would like you to do properly. I do know you’ve got had issue earlier than with ultimate initiatives and exams. So you are not going to do something however eat, sleep and research – with occasional quick breaks on your sanity.”
“Mmph!” He squirmed in protest over her knees, nevertheless it was straightforward for her to maintain him in line. She held him down and gave him just a few sharp spanks.
“I imply it. That you must focus for the following two weeks. I’ll test on you continuously over textual content and also you’d higher reply actually. You want this – particularly for physics.”
He knew he wanted to work on physics. It was simply so overwhelming that he often prevented it. A horrible answer to the issue that solely a twenty-year-old would discover affordable.
“You’ve got earned sufficient out of your weekly cleansing jobs that I can do that for you. Do not clear in any respect subsequent Saturday. Simply research after which come see me at 5.”
“Mmph, mmph,” he mentioned, agreeing. Ms. Hartford pat his backside gently earlier than sending him to the nook.
He went to his knees as an alternative of his toes. It simply appeared extra in keeping with the present fantasy, and Ms. Hartford did not thoughts. He was now again within the clutches of his merciless kidnappers, cowering in worry within the nook, afraid of one other spherical of spankings for an excessive amount of muffled whimpering.
After a protracted and thrilling ten minutes, Ms. Hartford got here to gather him. After untying his wrists, she tried to softly pull the duct tape off, nevertheless it nonetheless smarted fairly terribly. He winced and rubbed at his lips and jaw. Nonetheless price it, all informed.
“What was it that point?” she checked.
“I used to be kidnapped, ma’am.”
“Very thrilling,” she mentioned. “Taken for a steep ransom out of your rich mother and father I assume?”
He seemed up at her in shock earlier than climbing to his toes. Sure, that was roughly the story behind his fantasy. However how did she know his mother and father had been rich?
She laughed a little bit at his extensive eyes. “You attend a really costly college, you majored in artwork, and also you’re named after a nineteenth century poet, Emerson. Not a leap to guess you come from cash. Alright. Beginning tomorrow morning, you already know what to do.”
“Sure, ma’am. I am going to research.”
He did imply to check. For the primary few days he did research too, the whole lot however physics anyway. So when Ms. Hartford checked on him, he might reply actually. I am engaged on my ultimate English paper he would inform her. Or he’d sort I am in my room learning for Artwork Historical past. When she lastly requested immediately about physics, he fibbed a little bit. That was how he put it anyway. It is coming alongside he mentioned to that.
However by Friday Emerson felt he deserved a break. His English paper was executed every week early. He’d additionally simply completed a serious artwork venture. And he’d even typically opened his physics pocket book to squint on the pages with confusion earlier than instantly shutting it once more.
He was about to play some video video games for a number of hours straight earlier than his roommate, who was properly conscious of his intense introversion, invited him to have dinner and see a film with just a few different buddies of his. Although Emerson barely mentioned a lot throughout dinner, it was nonetheless time – till he acquired a textual content early on within the film. Ms. Hartford mentioned, Simply checking in…
He bent over within the darkened theatre to answer unexpectedly. I am on the library engaged on physics.
Ten minutes later, his telephone buzzed once more. What he noticed made him gulp. The library closed an hour in the past.
Emerson seemed as much as see a aspect character within the film journey and fall down a complete flight of stairs. He discovered this extra relatable than he might need just a few seconds in the past. He cursed below his breath. He knew he signed up for this sort of therapy, however typically past-him made selections for future-him that present-him discovered to be a bit a lot. Ms. Hartford’s punishment spankings had been no joke. The final time he’d been punished below her hand, he bawled like a child.
His telephone buzzed once more. Just a little pleasant reminder. See you tomorrow at 5, Emerson. Carry your books.
He wore a backpack that point, ready behind the door. His fingers trembled, although he knew he actually deserved this spanking – even wanted it. He nonetheless felt the dread because the door opened.
“Properly?”
He licked his dry lips, stammering, “I- I am right here for- for- I-“
“Out with it. Would you like it to be worse?”
“I am right here for my spanking, ma’am,” he managed.
Ms. Hartford took him by his wrist and marched straight upstairs.
He’d by no means been upstairs earlier than. The home wasn’t large, however the hallway upstairs had 5 doorways. Just one room’s door was open, and he noticed it was usual like a miniature model of an previous classroom. Six wood desks for “college students” and one bigger desk for the “trainer.” To the aspect of the trainer’s desk was a big blackboard affixed to the wall. And on the far wall close to some home windows had been spanking implements hanging up.
Earlier than Emerson might get too detailed a have a look at the faux-classroom, he was escorted proper into the nook beside the blackboard. If class was in session at present, his embarrassing nook time can be exhibited to all.
Ms. Hartford took off his backpack after which yanked down his denims and undershorts. It was so quick that he was startled right into a whimper. He reflexively put his fingers on his head, because it was his standard place when stood within the nook. His T-shirt lifted to show his naked backside to the classroom.
“Naughty boy! Not learning! Being dishonest about it! You stand proper there and take into consideration what you’ve got executed.”
Emerson knew sufficient to maintain his mouth shut whereas she verbally chastised him. He solely meekly agreed with a “sure, ma’am” after she’d sentenced him to a outing.
She went via his bag and pulled out his accomplished artwork venture first, eyed the sketches in his portfolio, and put it gently apart. “You are very gifted. And, most significantly, you probably did do a few of your work this week. Your backside will thanks for that sensible resolution.”
“Thanks. I additionally did my English paper, ma’am! But it surely was simply despatched via electronic mail.” He was, admittedly, hoping for a lighter sentence.
“I consider you. You’ve got gotten very accountable these previous couple of months with English and artwork. However I can already inform what you did not do. We’re proper again the place we began, aren’t we? That is how we met. Failure to check for physics. In case you are even contemplating dishonest once more, I am going to-“
“No, ma’am! No, I swear!”
“What was your plan?”
“I do not know!”
“To not research in any respect and by some miracle-“
“I used to be going to check!”
“When? The evening earlier than?”
Emerson went quiet once more. Would not or not it’s most recent in his thoughts, then? However the way in which she put it made it sound very silly.
“When are your finals?”
“Physics on Tuesday and Artwork Historical past on Friday.”
“Solely two full days of research left now on your hardest examination. Emerson…”
“I am sorry, ma’am.”
“And also you lied to me.”
He hung his head in disgrace.
“You’re a second yr college pupil however nonetheless behaving like a naughty schoolboy. So you may be punished like one. Within the nice custom of Canada, you possibly can select between the American or British model.”
“Uh-” he panicked.
A paddling or a caning, then. He’d by no means had the cane earlier than, although he knew there have been a number of sorts hanging on the classroom wall. A few of them had been a lot harsher than others. There have been just a few totally different paddles too, to be honest. The paddle was the monster he knew, however the cane was the monster he did not.
“Um… uh…”
On the consent varieties he remembered checking off the second field out of the 4 subsequent to the phrases cane and paddle. That may be on the lighter aspect of medium power. When he’d as soon as checked the fourth field marked extreme, Ms. Hartford gave him 4 laborious whacks with one of many paddles, filling him with prompt remorse. He wager these spanks weren’t even extreme, although they felt very extreme on the time.
“Um…”
“Cannot determine? Your incapacity to reply issues below stress would not bode properly for you on Tuesday. Maybe you would like each?”
“British!” he determined instantly.
“The cane, then. I am going to discover a appropriate one on your naughty backside. Keep proper there and take into consideration what acquired you into this mess.”
He waited nervously because the seconds ticked on. It was laborious to remain completely nonetheless, realizing he was going to get very soundly punished. He might say yellow and even purple if it was insufferable, if he thought he’d be sick or die or one thing. However that will be the one method he’d say it. Emerson knew he’d been a really unhealthy boy procrastinating learning for his hardest examination all week after which mendacity about it to Ms. Hartford. He felt there was no different approach to erase his responsible emotions till his backside suffered the total penalties of his actions.
She gave him a protracted whereas to fret earlier than he heard the sound of chair legs scraping in opposition to the wooden flooring. Ms. Hartford had pulled out her chair to face all six desks.
“Alright, Emerson, over the lap you go.”
He obeyed her, hobbling just some steps over to her aspect and laying down over her knees. His palms pressed into the wood flooring under him and the toes of sneakers fought to grip the ground behind him.
“I need to educate you lesson about procrastination,” she knowledgeable him. He felt his shirt being pulled greater up his again.
When he turned his head he might see extra than simply the legs of the desks and chairs. His thoughts imagined ten human legs too. An viewers of 5 different imaginary college college students all ready to get pleasure from his humiliating spanking over the professor’s lap. It was such a powerful picture, really easy to image on this little mannequin of a classroom. He turned his head away in disgrace, going as far as to blush pink.
Then she started his spanking with no warmup. Good, laborious spanks burned his naked backside. Right away he’d begun wiggling, drawing each toes as much as face the ceiling as he squirmed and struggled. “Aaahh!” he complained. “Oww! Ow! Aahh!”
“That is precisely what you deserve, naughty boy.”
“Aaahh!!” he cried out once more. “Nooo! No please! Ooww!”
“Keep nonetheless!” she reprimanded him, clutching him round his waist to carry him tight.
His hand flew as much as defend his smarting backside earlier than he’d even consciously registered the choice. It was swiftly pinned to his decrease again because the spanking continued.
His legs tried to help by kicking behind him, as if he was making an attempt to kick free or throw his toes up excessive sufficient to dam her hand’s path to his cheeks.
Ms. Hartford had a solution for this technique, too. She pulled up one leg and pinned him between her thighs. So now he lay doubled over, restrained in each potential method. His legs had been clamped down, his left wrist pressed tight in opposition to the small of his again. His proper arm did not have an opportunity from its angle. All he might do was start to cry out his ache in whining screams. “Aaaahhh! AAAHHH! Oooh! Please no extra! I will be good! I am going to research!”
His backside felt prefer it was already on fireplace. How might one girl’s hand inflict this a lot harm?
“You are completely proper you may research. However first you may end taking your full punishment for the failure to do it sooner.”
Ms. Hartford directed a sequence of robust spanks to his higher thighs earlier than giving him a ultimate ten – all laborious, gradual smacks to his decrease cheeks. Left, proper, left, proper, and so forth, as he shrieked a pitiful cry with every one.
Emerson lay bent over, his head nearly touching the bottom, trapped and unable to rub his stinging bottom. His disciplinarian let him really feel the total scorching burn of his poor selections earlier that week. He felt tears brimming in his eyes, all from the hand-spanking alone.
“For those who had been simply sincere and studied extra earlier within the week, I would not have minded you going out final evening. You already know I am at all times making an attempt to encourage you to get out of your shell and meet extra folks.”
“I do know,” he sniffed. A tear fell to the ground under him, however just one.
“And this is not the tip, Emerson,” she warned him.
His backside was blazing scorching already. If she took a cane to him he’d actually die. He knew it! “Please do not cane me, ma’am!” he cried out.
Within the recesses of his thoughts, an imaginary small class of 5 others laughed at him for breaking down and begging like that.
“You’ve got earned your punishment, younger man. Get again within the nook for a couple of minutes. Acquire your self. You then’re bending over the desk for the cane in your naked backside. Do you perceive me?”
“Y-yes, ma’am.”
She dropped his wrist and helped untangle his legs from below her thigh. Earlier than he might even rub his tender bottom for a second she snapped at him to place his fingers on his head. “And I would like your nostril within the nook,” she added.
He did as instructed, making an attempt to mentally put together for the horror of the cane. It was no good. Simply as unhealthy as how he’d ready for his physics check, the truth is. He solely made it a lot worse in his head. “Pleeassee,” he begged.
“Hush,” she mentioned.
“I swear I am going to research after this! I actually swear!”
“I am certain you’ll. You will research proper right here, the truth is, so I can keep watch over you.”
“However- however do not you’ve got other-“
“Not till a lot later tonight. Put that nostril again within the nook.”
For ten minutes he simply displayed a purple backside to the empty classroom (nonetheless full in his thoughts) and he tried to remind himself that he’d earned all this. You’ve got been unhealthy. You deserve this. You did not research for the toughest examination and also you lied to her. This would not have been so unhealthy if you happen to simply informed the reality.
“Come right here, Emerson,” mentioned Ms. Hartford.
For a beat too lengthy he saved his nostril within the nook, however he managed to show with some psychological effort. Ms. Hartford stood by the desk with a rattan cane in her hand. She informed him it was only a “junior cane” maybe as a result of look of sheer terror in his eyes. She used the implement to level to the again finish of the large desk, so he dutifully bent over, palms on the floor.
“Over extra,” she mentioned, gently tapping the cane in opposition to his backside. He went to his forearms, displaying his backside rather more prominently to the imaginary viewers of classmates snickering behind him.
Emerson closed his eyes. The skinny implement pushed into his pores and skin. She was taking goal. A dread overtook him sufficient to convey out a whimper.
“You are getting ten,” she determined. “And you may depend each stroke.”
“Sure, ma’am,” he mentioned, so nervous that his fingers tried to grip the floor of the wood desk earlier than he moved to seize the again edge. Ten? Wasn’t six conventional?
“Don’t attempt to cowl your backside or I’ll should bind your wrists.”
He agreed, if solely as a result of psychological picture of the cane smacking his bony fingers with as a lot pressure as was meant for his backside. He’d by no means sketch once more!
“Emerson, I actually need you to do properly on that examination. That is going to actually harm, however you want these penalties. Take into consideration this if you wish to procrastinate for one thing so essential once more.”
“I do know. I am sorry, ma’am,” he mentioned. He wasn’t capable of tune out this lecture in such a place, a cane tapping his backside to take goal right here and there.
“Do not forget to depend,” she mentioned. Now the absence of the rod of wooden in opposition to his pores and skin made him cringe and squeeze his eyes shut in preparation.
The primary stroke whipped in opposition to the center of his naked cheeks laborious sufficient to make him cry out, “AAAAHH!” in shock. This horrible spanking implement had all of it. It managed to sting as a lot because it thudded. “One!” he mentioned, the phrase itself one other yelping sound.
Ms. Hartford cleared her throat. “Younger man…”
Emerson cried out his correction, “One, ma’am.”
The second hit made him buckle his knees ahead, bending into the desk as he yelped from the flash of ache. It hit him slightly below the primary stroke. “Two, ma’am.”
After ten second break, one other streak of ache lit up his bottom. This too struck him below the final smarting line throughout his backside. She was portray a straight row of purple strains down him, it appeared. It took loads to not attain again to rub and attempt to soothe the ache. “Th-three, ma’am.”
The preliminary stinging stripe at all times gave approach to a much less targeted blur of smarting and throbbing. It made him gasp in shaky breaths between spanks, dreading the following chunk of the cane. He did not assume he’d survive seven extra spanks. “I am sorry!” he mentioned simply earlier than the fourth spank was delivered. This time he was struck proper above his sit-spot. He squealed and bounced up, standing and reaching again to rub.