I was 11 years old and in the 5th grade. That year, I was into making bracelets, and had been gifted a bracelet-making kit for Christmas. I made a bunch of them, and I mean a bunch. I came up with the idea that I could take them to school and sell them.
So without my parents’ knowledge I brought the bracelets in a box to school and would sell them for a dollar. I had maybe three buyers before I was approached by the recess supervisor about what I was doing. I explained I was selling bracelets that I made. I was told to go stand by the wall and once the whistle was blown to signal the end of recess, I was told to come with her to the principal’s office.
I was upset and almost in tears. I wasn’t a kid who got in trouble a lot and especially not in school. I didn’t understand why I was having to see the principal – I mean, what did I even do that was so bad? Once I sat down inside the principal’s office, the recess supervisor explained what I had been caught doing. The principal explained to me that it was against school rules to sell things on school property and it was a rule clearly outlined in the student handbook.
The recess supervisor left and the principal explained she would need to call my mom. I sat in her office until my mom showed up. Once we were both seated, it was explained that the consequences for selling things on school property was three days of In-School Suspension (ISS) or corporal punishment.
Like I said, I was a pretty good kid and a pretty good student. I didn’t want to hurt my grades by being in ISS and told my mom and the principal that I would take the spanking. I thought I would get it then and there but I was told that I would be paddled the following day at school.
That night, I talked to my mom and she suggested I put on some extra pairs of panties to help alleviate the pain of the spanking to come. I could then take them off after I got my spanking.
The next day I did as she suggested, and went to school expecting to be spanked right away – but I wasn’t called into the office. In fact, it was about half an hour before the end of the school day when the secretary finally called the teacher and asked her to send me to the office.
When I got there, there was another teacher in there with the principal. I found out she was there to be a witness. Great – not only was I getting a spanking, but now someone else was going to also watch me get done!
The wooden paddle to be used looked huge as it lay there on the principal’s desk. I was told to place both my hands flat on the desk, which caused my butt to stick out a bit. The principal walked behind me and I was told to look forward.
The first spank hurt so bad and I wanted to grab my butt but I managed to keep my hands on the desk. With the second swat, though, I could no longer control myself and both my hands reached back almost automatically to grab my bottom. It was hurting so much and I still had another swat to come.
I was instructed to put my hands back. I did and quickly felt the third and last swat. I burst into tears and grabbed my butt again. The extra panties had not protected my behind at all. I was handed a tissue and was asked to sign a form. As I left the room, I’m sure it was obvious to anyone who saw me that I had been crying, but at least I it was now the end of the school day – the bell rang and I went home, my bottom still buzzing from the spanking.
Contributor: Emily