A Real Life Spanking

When I was in the 7th grade, one of my classmates, a very pretty girl, told of a spanking she got a year or two before from a male teacher. She said he made her bend over a chair. Then he spanked her while continuing to teach the class. He would give her a spank, write something on the blackboard, then give her another spank, write something else on the blackboard, and so on. She said she hated it worse than any other spanking she ever got, and wished he would just get the spanking over with. At the time, it seemed to her that the spanking would go on forever.

I once spoke to a friend at work who said she had been spanked at school, this was before they banned CP in schools down here, and one of her teachers (also a male) used to use a rounders bat on the seats of the girls skirts. For those who are English or from the antipodes you'll know what a rounders bat is, and say ouch with me, for those who aren't it's kind of like a short, very thick paddle and would have to sting.

Seegee, I'm dating myself here, but I was in the 7th grade in 1960-61. I'm from Kentucky and they continued to spank in school for many many years after I graduated. One thing I remember about the 7th grade is that the math teacher had a paddle so small that one of my classmates referred to it as an "ice cream paddle." If you don't understand that reference, when someone bought a personal size box of ice cream at a country store, you were given a small. flat wooden spoon shaped paddle to eat it with. These were small even for a spoon, and no one would seriously think of trying to spank anyone with one of them. The teacher's paddle wasn't that small, but it was far smaller that any other paddle Ive ever seen. It didn't exactly strike fear into anyone's heart.

I never received when I was in school (except two with a cane on my hand, for something I was innocent of - definitely not sexy) but later, in my second secondary school, I gave, using a hard-backed A5 notebook - hard enough to sting and soft enough to be whippy.

The spanking/caning of girls was rare at my school in South East London but it did take place. I only once saw a girl caned. She quite literally asked for it by saying that she thought that the written punishment she had received was excessive and that it was unfair that she couldn't be disciplined like the boys. She was a good looking redhead and the maths teacher who was a tough old Welshman, didn't need a second invitation to whack her firm young bottom. I don't know if we were a particularly unruly class or if he had them distributed all over the school but the teacher kept a cane in a cupboard in our classroom. This was duly produced and the girl was made to bend over in front of the class for two strokes. Her skirt was not raised and I think the teacher applied the instrument of correction a little lighter than he would have done if he had been punishing a boy.

I couldn't stop thinking about what I'd seen and that night alone in bed I did what teenage youths do when they are alone in bed. I had known from a very early age that spanking was something special in my life but this was probably the first time that it had any sexual connotation.

I know this sounds like fantasy but I can assure you the caning really did take place. If anybody wants to send me a personal message, I'll be pleased to give the name of the school and the teacher as well as the year the incident took place.

I gew up in a rural Southern community in the 50s and early 60s. Corporal punishment was used in the lower grades of our school system(1-7) but not at the high school level.
Teachers were allowed to spank and some chose to and others not. The principal was a tough but fair woman who had a feared Board of Education paddle. However, it was not often used and only for serious offenses, from the kids who just could not stay out of trouble.
That was mostly boys. I never heard of her paddling a girl, although I do not know that it never happened, perhaps after I went on to high school.
Admit to having a fantasy in high school-about using her paddle on some of the snooty cheerleaders types, when they were dressed for gym. The girls gym uniforms were white, quite short and the type that had elastic leg ties that I suppose kept too much from being shown when engaged in physical activity. However the girls were allowed to wear their own shorts, and some girls wore them really short and tight. Imagined them having to bend for the paddle.
The only time I saw girls punished in school was in fourth grade. The teacher was this old grayhaired lady who used a switch instead of a paddle. On a couple occasions she used it on the backs of girls legs below their dresses, producing crying and yelps.(Boys had to roll up a pants leg for switch strokes-her punishment for failure to do homework).
And of course later imagined her with her switch and the girls gym class all lined up in their short shorts, ready to get switched on their naked legs.
Remember also there were a couple attractive younger women gym teachers(no co-ed gym in those days, and it was officially called physical education). They'd wear those short gym uniforms sometimes, and I could just picture them getting switched and paddled by an older teacher.

When I was in grade school, there was always a rumor that the acting female principal had a thick leather strap and would use it on any student, whether it be a boy or girl. I never remember her using it. Many years later an old classmate had told me that she used that strap on him. She made him take down his pants and briefs and to bend over a large desk, gripping the other side and was give 12 strokes. She gave it to him after school. She locked her office door. Anyone on that floor would hear him crying. It was very painful and quite humiliating.

My story "School Remembrances" describes spanking in my elementary school, and is not fiction. (Sort of an on-topic plug) Over those years, I heard several full-on OTK spankings and witnessed one. The worst I ever got myself was a ruler applied to the palm of my hand. But in that incident I deserved much worse.

At my first preparatory school, in West London, the headmistress would carry out most of the punishments of the younger boys. These punishments were given in her room across the road. You would look out of the window in fascinated horror as some poor little chap, pale faced on the verge of tears, was marched across the road by another ogress. The young victim had probably only carried on talking too long or had strayed briefly from his seat without permission. You would get smacked on the back of the legs which really hurt and left an imprint of the headmistresses hand on the back of your legs for several hours afterwards. It was all hugely enjoyable of course until it was your turn! No wonder I turned out so well!

For my early years in Primary school CP was still allowed. The teachers generally hauled the poor unfortunate who had transgressed up in front of the class and dealt a number of stinging smacks to the backs of the legs with hand or wooden ruler. This was one instance where being a boy was advantageous because we at least had the protection of trousers, the girls tights were much thinner and probably being slapped hurt a good deal more. If you got sent to the principal; a nun, then she gave you the 'strap', which was really a metre long ruler, what I believe Americans refer to as a yardstick.