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Tayna walked over to the drapes and started pulling the draw string to open them. “Please,” asked the naked Mr. Graham, “please don’t open the drapes. Someone might see me like this.”
“I don’t really care if someone sees you,” said Tanya, “I’m going to teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.” She walked over to the teacher’s rumpled pants on the floor and removed the belt. “Now, turn and face the window and put your hands behind your head.
“Oh please, please don’t!”
“If I have to tell you again, I’m going to take you outside and tie you to the tree in the yard. Now, put your hands behind your head and face the window, I will not say it again.” Once again, tears started to drip down his cheeks as the high school history teacher turned to face the window, naked. There were two lamps on in the living room that gave more than enough light for someone outside to clearly see him standing in his birthday suit. Holding his hands behind his head only made his image more vulgar. “Stick out your ass, teach, you’re going to get a whipping you won’t forget.” Steve closed his eyes and did as he was told. A second later came the first stinging blow to his buttocks. Then another and another. More tears streamed down his face. This time they were as much from the pain as they humiliation. Another and still another blow almost buckled his knees. Now there was sobbing to go with the tears. He was outwardly crying like a little baby. Another blow ripped across the, now red and blistered, ass cheeks of the defeated teacher. Finally, the blows stopped. He waited for her orders in between sobs, but there was just silence for a moment. Then he heard a small click. Oh my God, he thought, she’s taking pictures of my whipped butt. “Now turn around,” Tanya said. He slowly turned around to face his young student. He was right, she brought her cell phone camera close to the teacher’s, tear streamed, face and clicked off another shot. Then she held the camera a few inches from his soft cock and clicked off another. “You’re really a wimp, aren’t you,” she said. “You can’t even get it up.” She chuckled. “Now, tomorrow you will apologize to me again as soon as the class sits down. You insulted me in public, you’ll say you’re sorry in public. Understand!”
“Yes,” he said still sobbing.
“OK, from now you’ll address me as Ms. Stevenson and, I’ll tell you right now, if you ever insult me again in public, I’ll pull your pants down and spank your ass right then and there, in public, do you understand me.”
“Yes Ms. Stevenson, I understand.”
“Remember, as soon as everyone is seated you’ll apologize just like you did here. You’ll say you’re sorry and you’ll never do it again………right?”
“Yes, Ms. Stevenson, just like I did here.” At the same time Steve was telling her he was going to say he was sorry he was trying to think of a way out of this mess. It’s his first day at a new school and already his whole school year was going to be screwed if he couldn’t think of something to do about this. From what she said, he couldn’t go to her father, he’d probably just laugh at him. Maybe he could secretly take Karate lessons himself. Yeah, but she’s been taking lessons for years, it would take him years to be able to defend himself.
He was still deep in thought as Tanya opened the front door and left him standing there with his hands still behind his head. He quickly ducked down so no one could see him anymore through the windows and ran for the bathroom. His mind was running wild as he started the shower. A profound shame came over him. In his own home he was beaten up by a 16 year old girl, he was humiliated by being forced to strip naked in front of her and he was whipped like a bad, little boy, in front of the window so anyone who passed by could see. He had been more than whipped, he had been completely and totally emasculated. How could he possibly go to school tomorrow. How could he even live in that town anymore. His wonderful, little Utopia had suddenly become his Hell! As he stepped into the shower the water stung his thoroughly whipped ass. He had to turn his front to the shower and slowly turn back so it didn’t hurt so badly.
After the shower Steve put some soothing salve on his buttocks and the pain was finally subsiding. He decided to just go to bed. Maybe he’d be able to think of something in the morning after a good night’s sleep, but a good night’s sleep was not in the cards. There was no way he was going to get any sleep. It’ll be morning soon. What is he going to do. The kids know about Tanya’s expertise in Karate. If he apologizes like she wants him to, they’re going to know what happened. Well, not everything that happened, at least he hoped they wouldn’t, but what about the pictures she took with her cell phone. Would she show them to anybody. No, she wouldn’t do that………would she?
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