1. Spank Me! Part 1


    Date: 11/3/2023, Categories: Spanking, Author: JamesLlewellyn 

    I was fully aware of what my trouble-maker is up to, but continue lecturing while walking as unobtrusively as possible around the side of the classroom to the back, where she and her pussy posse are giggling and talking instead of paying attention to my brilliant lecture.

“And what happens if you hold the speed of light, ‘c,’ to be a universal constant in these two equations? Anybody? Yes, Kimberley, tell me.”

I nod to Kimberley and make a hand gesture to keep talking while I stalk my prey.

“Well, sir, if you hold ‘c’ constant, then we get the Lorenz-Fitzgerald equations by comparing the formulas for velocity at rest and in motion…”

Finally, I am standing right behind Tiffany Anne Burke, or “Tiff” as the other girls call her. Her chief lieutenant finally notices me and straightens up, face suddenly going blank, darting her eyes back and forth between me and Tiff to warn her.

Tiff herself, though, casually looks up at me and says, “Oh, hi, Robin. Nice to see you.” And yawns.

“Perhaps you would join me at the front of the classroom, Miss Burke.”

“Oh, call me Tiff, Robin. Everyone else does.” And she flashes her fuck-you smile at me,

“At the front of the classroom, if you please, Miss Burke.”

She shrugs, then slowly emerges from her chair, and saunters down to the front, waving at her classmates as if she’s on parade, a typical smirk on her face.

She turns to face me, clasping her hands behind her. “Have I been abad girl, Robin? Are you going to ...
    ... send me to the Headmistress’s office?”

The smirk widens, and she turns to-and-fro, making half-turns left and right, like a naughty little girl.

“No, Miss Burke. The Head has washed her hands of you. If your father weren’t such a hefty donor, she would have sent you down long since. No, Miss Burke, you’re going to deal with me.” And I picked up a wooden pointer.

“Ooo…Are you going tocane me, Robin? Really-o truly-o? Right here, in front of all these innocent girls?” She gestured to the class.

“Miss Burke, your classmates are all eighteen or over, and I suspect that few of them are what you would call ‘innocent.’ And yes, I am going to cane you. Right here. In front of all these poor innocents. Really-o, truly-o.

“Now turn around and bend over, Miss Burke.”

Smirking still, she twirls, bends at the waist, places her hands on my desk, and looks back at me over her shoulder.

“Don’t move, Miss Burke. Understand?”

“Gotcha, chief! Not moving!”

I lifted her skirt and was not surprised to find she was wearing nothing underneath.

She straightened up and whirled to face me. “Howdare you! I’ll…”

“You’ll shut the fuck up, Miss Burke, and bend over again.”

“Or what?”

I put the pointer down and pulled off my belt. “Or this. Now…turn around, Miss Burke.” And I gave her the Death Stare I had worked so hard to perfect with a range of submissives over the years.

She looked at me, suddenly less certain of herself.

“I’m waiting … Miss … Burke.” I actually ...
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