As I look back at my early education, one teacher who met a lot to me was Miss Johnson. She taught my sixth grade class, and she helped me get serious about my education. Up until that time, school to me was just something you had to sit through. Until I had Miss Johnson as a teacher, I didn't do my homework, and I didn't pay attention in class.
When and where I went to school, corporal punishment was allowed. All of the teachers had a paddle that hung next to their desk, and the teachers would paddle the students both during class and after school, if you had to stay for detention. If you were really naughty, you were sent to the principal's office for an even harder spanking.
The teachers also informed your parents when you were spanked at school, and I always received another spanking at home for my bad behavior.
I received many spankings from Miss Johnson, and they helped me concentrate on my schoolwork. Miss Johnson seemed to take an interest in spanking my poor bottom and helping me get serious with my education.
Now I was a freshman in college, and it was during spring break so that I had some time to visit the elementary school I used to attend. I timed my arrival at the school so that the students would be gone but the teachers would still there. The hallways seemed a lot smaller than I had remembered, but the old school building was still the same. I then went into my old sixth grade classroom and Miss Johnson was sitting at her desk.
"Hello, Miss Johnson. I am Clyde from your class about seven years ago."
"Hi, Clyde. Yes, I think I remember you. What brings you back to the school, again."
"Well, Miss Johnson, I wanted to see the old school and I wanted to see if you were still teaching here."
"I'm still here. The school hasn't changed much. How are you doing?"
"I'm a freshman in college and I'm studying to be an accountant. I wanted to let you know that you really helped me take my education seriously. In junior high and high school I was a B+ to an A- student, and I studied real hard."
"If I remember right, didn't you get in trouble many times in class and I gave you quite a few spankings both during class and after school in detention?"
"Yes, I guess I was quite the trouble maker back then, but your spankings and your concerns about me really turned around my education."
"I'm happy to hear that I was instrumental in you getting a better education. It will really pay off for you once you finish college."
"Actually, I wanted to see you for two reasons. First, to let you know how you helped me change and that helped me to do better in school. Second, that I am now having trouble concentrating in college, and I was wondering if you could help motivate me again, like you did in sixth grade."
"I don't have the time to be a college tutor for you, but what did you have in mind?"
"Remember when I wasn't concentrating in class, or when I didn't do my homework?"
"Yes, I think I punished you."
"That's right! I got a spanking from you, either during class or during detention. It really made an impression on me. Now, I'm not concentrating on my school work in college, and I would like you to help me out, again."
"Are you saying that you deserve a spanking? Aren't you a little too old to be spanked?"
"I'm never too old to be spanked. And if I were to be spanked by you, Miss Johnson, maybe it would turn my education around, again. Would you please spank me?"
"Since you are older, the spanking would be more severe than what you received in the sixth grade. And you would have to sign a paper giving me permission to spank you, the same letter that I send out to my student's parents to sign. Also, that you would follow my every command without hesitation or complaint. Do you agree to my terms?"
"Yes, I would. Miss Johnson." Then she reached in her desk drawer and got out the paper for me to sign.
After I signed the paper, Miss Johnson put it into her desk drawer and said, "OK Clyde, let's get started with your spanking. First, come over and stand by the edge of the desk and drop your slacks."
I had remembered that Miss Johnson used to spank me over the desk when I had to stay after for detention. It was always with my pants pulled down and she would spank me over my underwear. So I dropped my slacks and waited for her next command.
"Now bend over the desk and grab the other side. Be sure and stay in position and if you get out of position or rub your bottom, it will only make your spanking last a lot longer." Now it seemed like I was in the sixth grade again, and about to be spanked by Miss Johnson. "Your bottom is much bigger now. It gives me an easier target to hit."
Then my spanking began. Miss Johnson was using the big wooden paddle that hung by her desk. It didn't seem to hurt as much as I had remembered. I didn't say anything and Miss Johnson spanked me like this for about five minutes.
She must have noticed that I wasn't getting much from my spanking because Miss Johnson said, "It looks like the spanking isn't having much effect on you. I think I know how to make you really feel it." With that, I felt her fingertips on the insides of my briefs. Soon they were at my ankles with my briefs. Then I felt her hands on my now naked bottom.
"Your cheeks aren't even pink, yet. Now, I think I can change that." I did feel embarrassed being bent over and naked from the waist down. Miss Johnson continued to spank me, and this time it did hurt a lot more when then wooden paddle hit my bare bottom.