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Date Posted: 23:17:08 01/13/08 Sun
Author: Kelsey
Subject: My College Paddling

This happened just last May. My English teacher was a very attractive 30ish blonde, although a total geek.She found out I had plaguerized my final paper. She kept me after class one day and in pretty straightforward terms told me she knew about it and most likely I would not only fail her class, but get expelled too. This was not an option and I begged and pleaded with her to give me another chance in tears. She excepted on the condition that I rewrite the paper in one week and accept a good spanking from her. I liked the first part but the second part didn't sound to good.
I worked hard on that paper all the while thinking and preparing for my punishment to come. We met in her class at 4:00 in the afternoon. I was pleased that she loved my paper, but my stomach was in knots knowing what I had coming. My teacher put her chair in front of her desk and yanked me across her lap. At first the spanks stung but it wasn't as bad as I had thought. Soon the slaps came faster and harder and I was twisting all over her lap. The fire was really beginning to build up in my rear.
When after an eternity she let me up I rubbed my burning rear but thought
'well, that wasn't so bad." Unfortunately she undid my jeans and pulled them all the way down andpulled me back over her knees. I had purposely worn briefs for extra protection. Now I was real glad I did but the contrast between getting slapped over my jeans and the sharp stings of her palm striking my thin panties wasenough to bring me to a cascade of tears. The rain of slaps to my bare thighs was unbearable.
She tugged at my panties and with some struggle, got the below my knees and continues her assault on my bare bottom and thighs. By this time I was crying and begging her to stop and twisting to avoid the stinging slaps.
Finally she stopped and somehow managed to manuever my limp body bent over her desk. She pulled a paddle out of her drawer and informed me I was going to get 20 swats and I was to take with quiet dignity. If I reached back or screamed I would get ten more. I could not believe the sting of that paddle and the burn afterward. After a few swats I could swear my butt was bleeding, but of course it wasn't.
Somehow I managed to endure all 20. My teacher held me in her arms with my blazing backside totally exposed and rubbed some of the burn out. She just held me blubbering until I could collect myself.
I went back to my dorm and told my room mate I was staying in tonight, that I didn't feel good and spent the night laying on my tummy in bed rubbing my sore whelted bottom. I found myself messaging other places on my body too and actually fantasized about my teacher.
I have revisited that day in my mind many times since then and find myself incredibly horny when I do, but I don't think I would want to get a punishment like that ever again.

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