The School Play - Sex Stories

The School Play

... to you because I need help and I am quite sure you are the best person to help me. I have come to ask you to spank me in any way you feel will be most beneficial. I need to do a really good job in this play and I believe that being spanked by you, gives me the best chance of success." "Jenny, I want you to pick up the paddle you see on my desk and just hold it, feel it and look at it for a minute. You are a very good actress, so I want you to imagine that the paddle you hold, is your new best friend. That paddle is going to help you to focus on becoming Sandy for a few days. That is all it needs to do, just help you to focus for a few days." Jenny held the paddle, turned it over a couple of times. She examined it closely, running her hand across it several times. She felt a tear begin to run down her cheek. She held it out to Mr. Bell and said, "I think you need to have this now, Mr. Bell." Jim tried not to show how nervous he was, as he looked into the short pretty blonds, beautiful tear filled blue eyes. He accepted the paddle from Jenny as he stepped around the desk to stand next to her. Jim placed his right hand gently on Jenny's shoulder, leaned over and whispered into her ear, "Jenny, I need you to lean across my desk, grab onto the far side with both of your hands, spread your feet about shoulders width apart and try to remain as still as possible." Jenny was now positioned and Mr. Bell wasted no time in applying a solid smack to the back side of her short green ...

... plaid uniform skirt. "Ahhh!" Jenny let out, "I was not ready for that yet." Before completing the sentence another even harder smack had landed in the same spot. "Sandy," Jim said, "You are now Sandy, you can only focus on her now. " He repeated, as the smacks kept coming faster and harder." "Whoa, that really hurts Mr. Bell, it really does!" Jenny exclaimed. "Keep holding still Sandy, we have only just begun to spank you." Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. The paddle rained down on the young actress's back side. A good twenty more smacks were applied before Mr. Bell let up. Finally he said, "Sandy, are you ready for the play now?" "Yes sir, Mr. Bell, I am ready. I think you helped me for sure, I can feel that in more ways than one," she replied. The next few days Jenny's rehearsals were much improved, in fact they were outstanding, exactly the result Mr. Bell had hoped for. Friday was the big opening night. To promote the play, the cast dressed in character during the school day. Mr. Bell saw Jenny in his third period class and sensed that she was not as sure of herself as he had expected. He was happy when she stopped by his desk on the way out of class. "It's the big day Sandy," Mr. Bell began, "How are you holding up?" "I thought I was doing pretty well, Mr. Bell. It seems there is something about being dressed in character that now has my stomach tied up in knots. I don't know if I can make it or not. I might need your help, if you have time, sir." "Sandy, if you can come to my ...