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Subject: Re: Public Spankings

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Joey
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Date Posted: 09:56:38 09/21/25 Sun
In reply to: Gary Steven 's message, "Re: Public Spankings" on 09:11:11 09/21/25 Sun

WOW! That was amazing!

>Sure Joey. I've discussed this a few times here and
>on a couple of other Forums, but why not tell it in a
>little more detail?
>
>There was a teacher I had in second grade named Mrs.
>Greenwell. She and her husband were family friends.
>They would come over to cookouts and such. At one of
>our cookouts I was being a brat and had earned a good
>spanking. Mom took me into the kitchen and she pulled
>out a chair while she was chewing me out. There were
>several people in the room, both adults and children,
>including Mrs. Greenwell. Then right in front of them,
>mom pulled my pants down and put me over her knee and
>spanked my bare bottom hard. It was really
>embarrassing not to mention painful. Then afterward
>she made me sit at the table for a while. Mrs.
>Greenwell and mom were talking after my spanking and
>she asked mom about the spankings and if she always
>did it bare bottom and so forth. Mom told her she did
>and they discussed it and my teacher talked a little
>about getting spankings when she was growing up. I was
>surprised to hear her admit that she got bare bottom
>spankings from her mother. She talked about her mom
>setting her butt on fire with a wooden spoon. I
>remember a mental image popping in my head of her as a
>little girl over her mom's knee with her panties down,
>getting spanked with a wooden spoon. Then she told mom
>that she and her husband are expecting. They were both
>really excited about it but I remember her saying that
>she was going to have to leave her teaching job.
>Because you couldn't be pregnant and teach. This was
>before sex ed was being taught in schools. So a
>pregnant teacher would create too much controversy.
>She ended up having two children and after the second,
>she decided to get back into teaching but as a
>substitute teacher.
>
>When I was in fifth grade, our music teacher got
>pregnant and of course had to leave her position.
>Which from my understanding she actually quit with no
>plan on returning. So Mrs. Greenwell was assigned as a
>Substitute Music Teacher. If I remember correctly, she
>was a pretty good singer and played piano better than
>the other teacher. Now I was going on eleven at the
>time and I had developed a bit of a crush on her. So I
>was happy to see her back.
>
>How the spanking came about was there was a tradition
>in the music class on or about a student's birthday
>they would be called up to the front of the class, the
>students sang happy birthday and then the teacher
>would turn the student over her knee while she sat on
>the piano bench and gave them a birthday spanking
>(clothed) in front of the class as the class counted
>the swats. I'd been through it from first all the way
>through fourth grade and survived it with minimal
>damage. Actually the spanking itself didn't hurt at
>all it was little more than love pats. But it could be
>embarrassing, especially for kids that were a little
>more shy, like me. After the birthday spanking you
>usually got a hug, before returning to your seat. So
>my birthday was going to be on that Saturday which she
>knew because she had already told mom she was going to
>stop by my party and bring me a present. So she was
>talking about having a birthday boy in class and
>called me up. For the first time I got a bad case of
>cold feet and didn't want to go through with it. Three
>boys in class decided they were going to drag me up
>front since I didn't want to go. She told them to stop
>and they ignored her. One of the boys grabbed me by
>the hair as they tried to drag me. I don't know if it
>was accidental or intentional but once I felt the pain
>I started throwing punches. I guess they were caught
>by surprise because they didn't fight back. Two bloody
>noses and a black eye later, She broke up the fight.
>She had us all stand by the desk fussing at all four
>of us and then went across the hall to ask the teacher
>who was getting ready take her kids to recess if she
>watch her class too. She came back in and told our
>class she was sending them to class and to mind Mrs.
>Walkup until she got out there. So the class got up
>and walked out with the other class. Then she turned
>her attention back to us. She really got on the other
>boys for not listening to her and told them it served
>them right for putting their hands on another student
>trying to force them to do something they didn't want
>to do. Then she sent them to the School Nurse. She
>closed the door and started talking to me. She said,
>"Gary I'm surprised at you. Trying to beat up three
>boys. What were you thinking?" I looked down at the
>floor and shrugged. She put her hand on my chin and
>said, "Look at me Gary, why did you start throwing
>punches?" I mumbled that I didn't want the birthday
>spanking and when she asked why I started to cry
>saying I was embarrassed. She hugged me and said,
>"It's nothing to be embarrassed about. But I
>understand. But why did you start throwing punches?"
>I said, "One of the boys pulled my hair and it hurt."
>She and I were still talking when the three boys were
>sent back to class by the Nurse. When they walked in
>Mrs. Greenwell turned to them and said, "Boys, Gary
>and I are having a discussion right now. I want you
>three to go on out to recess with the rest of the
>class. But I want to see all three of you after school
>today. Understand? I want to have a little discussion
>with you about keeping your hands to yourself. Now go
>on outside." After they left, she closed the door
>again and said, "You know that fighting at school
>isn't allowed. So I'm going to give you a choice. I
>can either take you to Mr. Dorsey's Office, or I can
>give you a spanking myself." Then she said, "You know
>if you choose to go to the office, Mr. Dorsey will
>probably pull your pants down and paddle you right?" I
>knew she was right because I was in the office one day
>to pick up some medicine that had been left for me and
>I overheard him paddling a boy. Even though I couldn't
>see it, you could tell he was getting paddled bare.
>Plus I was roughhousing with a boy in the restroom one
>day. He came in and broke it up. Spanked us both over
>the seat of our pants by hand and told us to stop
>horsing around, and threatened to paddle our bare
>butts in the office if he caught us doing it again.
>When she gave me the choice of her or the Principal I
>asked her to spank me. She walked over to the piano
>and said, "Ok Gary, come here." I walked over to her
>and she had me bend over with my hands on the bench. I
>was relieved that she didn't have a paddle even though
>I was really embarrassed knowing I was about to get
>spanked. Once I got in position she stood beside me
>and to my shock and total embarrassment, she pulled my
>pants and underwear down. It wasn't all the way, just
>enough to leave my butt completely exposed. Then she
>put her arm around my waist and gave me twelve hard
>slaps on the bare butt by hand. It was no birthday
>spanking, it was the real thing. Even though it was
>just her hand, it was hard enough to make me cry. When
>she finished she pulled my pants back up. I was crying
>and she hugged me and said, "I'm sorry if I ruined
>your birthday honey." I said, "it's ok while I cried
>on her shoulder." She had me sit on the bench and sat
>down with me putting her arm around my shoulders. She
>said, "I've known your folks for a long time. I hope
>you and I can still be friends." I smiled a little and
>said, "Yeah". She said, "Good, I'm still gonna stop by
>your birthday party tomorrow. If that's ok with you."
>I smiled and said, "yeah it's ok." I asked if she was
>going to tell mom and she said, "No I'm not. But I
>think you should." Then she asked, "Do you think she's
>going to spank you too if she finds out?" I nodded.
>Then she said, "Well I think it would be better if she
>heard about it from you instead of me. You might still
>get in trouble, but maybe it won't be so bad." I
>nodded and said I would tell her when I got home. Then
>she gave me another hug and said, "There's still some
>time left on recess, let's go out and get some fresh
>air."
>
>When I got home, mom was in the kitchen washing dishes
>and she asked me about school. I remembered what Mrs.
>Greenwell said, and I told her about getting in
>trouble and her giving me a spanking. She dried her
>hands and walked over and grabbed the "Cute Little
>Deer with a Bear Behind" paddle off the wall. Then
>told me to stand up, pull my pants down and lean over
>the table. I was already starting to cry a little when
>I got in position. Mom said, "It looks like Sandy
>spanked you pretty good." Then she started. I braced
>myself clenching my butt tight, and she gave me eleven
>swats that only stung a little, and then gave me one
>more that did smart enough to make me say, OW! She
>said, "You can pull your pants up now." I rubbed my
>butt for a few seconds before pulling my pants back up
>and she hung the paddle back up in it's usual spot in
>the kitchen under "The Doghouse" then took my dog and
>hung it in the Doghouse more as a joke than anything
>else. She hugged me and said, "let's consider that
>your birthday spanking. I'm proud of you for admitting
>what you did, instead of me having to find out from
>your teacher."
>
>The next day, was my birthday party and it was a good
>time. In addition to family, several of my friends
>were there and as promised, Mrs. Greenwell showed up
>with a present for me. I ran up and hugged her and she
>had me open the present. She had bought me three
>dinosaur models. I loved dinosaurs as a kid (I still
>do in fact) and I had three models from the set
>already. She bought me the other three. I gave her a
>huge hug. While she hugged me she whispered, "I had a
>discussion with those three boys after school
>yesterday about keeping their hands to themselves. I
>don't think they'll be putting their hands on you or
>anybody else for a long time." I asked, "Did you spank
>them too." She winked and said, "Yes I did." I asked
>if she wanted to stay and have some cake and she
>apologized, and said she had to get back home to her
>kids. Then hugged me and wished me a Happy Birthday
>again. One of the kids at the party ran up and hugged
>her and asked, "Are you gonna give Gary a Birthday
>Spanking?" She said, "No honey, I have to go I got to
>get back to my babies." Then she winked at me, smiled,
>and said, "Besides, I already gave him a birthday
>spanking yesterday." I blushed and smiled back.
>
>As the Journalist Paul Harvey used to say...
>"Now you know, the REST of the Story."

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>WOW! That was amazing! > >>Sure Joey. I've discussed this a few times here and >>on a couple of other Forums, but why not tell it in a >>little more detail? >> >>There was a teacher I had in second grade named Mrs. >>Greenwell. She and her husband were family friends. >>They would come over to cookouts and such. At one of >>our cookouts I was being a brat and had earned a good >>spanking. Mom took me into the kitchen and she pulled >>out a chair while she was chewing me out. There were >>several people in the room, both adults and children, >>including Mrs. Greenwell. Then right in front of them, >>mom pulled my pants down and put me over her knee and >>spanked my bare bottom hard. It was really >>embarrassing not to mention painful. Then afterward >>she made me sit at the table for a while. Mrs. >>Greenwell and mom were talking after my spanking and >>she asked mom about the spankings and if she always >>did it bare bottom and so forth. Mom told her she did >>and they discussed it and my teacher talked a little >>about getting spankings when she was growing up. I was >>surprised to hear her admit that she got bare bottom >>spankings from her mother. She talked about her mom >>setting her butt on fire with a wooden spoon. I >>remember a mental image popping in my head of her as a >>little girl over her mom's knee with her panties down, >>getting spanked with a wooden spoon. Then she told mom >>that she and her husband are expecting. They were both >>really excited about it but I remember her saying that >>she was going to have to leave her teaching job. >>Because you couldn't be pregnant and teach. This was >>before sex ed was being taught in schools. So a >>pregnant teacher would create too much controversy. >>She ended up having two children and after the second, >>she decided to get back into teaching but as a >>substitute teacher. >> >>When I was in fifth grade, our music teacher got >>pregnant and of course had to leave her position. >>Which from my understanding she actually quit with no >>plan on returning. So Mrs. Greenwell was assigned as a >>Substitute Music Teacher. If I remember correctly, she >>was a pretty good singer and played piano better than >>the other teacher. Now I was going on eleven at the >>time and I had developed a bit of a crush on her. So I >>was happy to see her back. >> >>How the spanking came about was there was a tradition >>in the music class on or about a student's birthday >>they would be called up to the front of the class, the >>students sang happy birthday and then the teacher >>would turn the student over her knee while she sat on >>the piano bench and gave them a birthday spanking >>(clothed) in front of the class as the class counted >>the swats. I'd been through it from first all the way >>through fourth grade and survived it with minimal >>damage. Actually the spanking itself didn't hurt at >>all it was little more than love pats. But it could be >>embarrassing, especially for kids that were a little >>more shy, like me. After the birthday spanking you >>usually got a hug, before returning to your seat. So >>my birthday was going to be on that Saturday which she >>knew because she had already told mom she was going to >>stop by my party and bring me a present. So she was >>talking about having a birthday boy in class and >>called me up. For the first time I got a bad case of >>cold feet and didn't want to go through with it. Three >>boys in class decided they were going to drag me up >>front since I didn't want to go. She told them to stop >>and they ignored her. One of the boys grabbed me by >>the hair as they tried to drag me. I don't know if it >>was accidental or intentional but once I felt the pain >>I started throwing punches. I guess they were caught >>by surprise because they didn't fight back. Two bloody >>noses and a black eye later, She broke up the fight. >>She had us all stand by the desk fussing at all four >>of us and then went across the hall to ask the teacher >>who was getting ready take her kids to recess if she >>watch her class too. She came back in and told our >>class she was sending them to class and to mind Mrs. >>Walkup until she got out there. So the class got up >>and walked out with the other class. Then she turned >>her attention back to us. She really got on the other >>boys for not listening to her and told them it served >>them right for putting their hands on another student >>trying to force them to do something they didn't want >>to do. Then she sent them to the School Nurse. She >>closed the door and started talking to me. She said, >>"Gary I'm surprised at you. Trying to beat up three >>boys. What were you thinking?" I looked down at the >>floor and shrugged. She put her hand on my chin and >>said, "Look at me Gary, why did you start throwing >>punches?" I mumbled that I didn't want the birthday >>spanking and when she asked why I started to cry >>saying I was embarrassed. She hugged me and said, >>"It's nothing to be embarrassed about. But I >>understand. But why did you start throwing punches?" >>I said, "One of the boys pulled my hair and it hurt." >>She and I were still talking when the three boys were >>sent back to class by the Nurse. When they walked in >>Mrs. Greenwell turned to them and said, "Boys, Gary >>and I are having a discussion right now. I want you >>three to go on out to recess with the rest of the >>class. But I want to see all three of you after school >>today. Understand? I want to have a little discussion >>with you about keeping your hands to yourself. Now go >>on outside." After they left, she closed the door >>again and said, "You know that fighting at school >>isn't allowed. So I'm going to give you a choice. I >>can either take you to Mr. Dorsey's Office, or I can >>give you a spanking myself." Then she said, "You know >>if you choose to go to the office, Mr. Dorsey will >>probably pull your pants down and paddle you right?" I >>knew she was right because I was in the office one day >>to pick up some medicine that had been left for me and >>I overheard him paddling a boy. Even though I couldn't >>see it, you could tell he was getting paddled bare. >>Plus I was roughhousing with a boy in the restroom one >>day. He came in and broke it up. Spanked us both over >>the seat of our pants by hand and told us to stop >>horsing around, and threatened to paddle our bare >>butts in the office if he caught us doing it again. >>When she gave me the choice of her or the Principal I >>asked her to spank me. She walked over to the piano >>and said, "Ok Gary, come here." I walked over to her >>and she had me bend over with my hands on the bench. I >>was relieved that she didn't have a paddle even though >>I was really embarrassed knowing I was about to get >>spanked. Once I got in position she stood beside me >>and to my shock and total embarrassment, she pulled my >>pants and underwear down. It wasn't all the way, just >>enough to leave my butt completely exposed. Then she >>put her arm around my waist and gave me twelve hard >>slaps on the bare butt by hand. It was no birthday >>spanking, it was the real thing. Even though it was >>just her hand, it was hard enough to make me cry. When >>she finished she pulled my pants back up. I was crying >>and she hugged me and said, "I'm sorry if I ruined >>your birthday honey." I said, "it's ok while I cried >>on her shoulder." She had me sit on the bench and sat >>down with me putting her arm around my shoulders. She >>said, "I've known your folks for a long time. I hope >>you and I can still be friends." I smiled a little and >>said, "Yeah". She said, "Good, I'm still gonna stop by >>your birthday party tomorrow. If that's ok with you." >>I smiled and said, "yeah it's ok." I asked if she was >>going to tell mom and she said, "No I'm not. But I >>think you should." Then she asked, "Do you think she's >>going to spank you too if she finds out?" I nodded. >>Then she said, "Well I think it would be better if she >>heard about it from you instead of me. You might still >>get in trouble, but maybe it won't be so bad." I >>nodded and said I would tell her when I got home. Then >>she gave me another hug and said, "There's still some >>time left on recess, let's go out and get some fresh >>air." >> >>When I got home, mom was in the kitchen washing dishes >>and she asked me about school. I remembered what Mrs. >>Greenwell said, and I told her about getting in >>trouble and her giving me a spanking. She dried her >>hands and walked over and grabbed the "Cute Little >>Deer with a Bear Behind" paddle off the wall. Then >>told me to stand up, pull my pants down and lean over >>the table. I was already starting to cry a little when >>I got in position. Mom said, "It looks like Sandy >>spanked you pretty good." Then she started. I braced >>myself clenching my butt tight, and she gave me eleven >>swats that only stung a little, and then gave me one >>more that did smart enough to make me say, OW! She >>said, "You can pull your pants up now." I rubbed my >>butt for a few seconds before pulling my pants back up >>and she hung the paddle back up in it's usual spot in >>the kitchen under "The Doghouse" then took my dog and >>hung it in the Doghouse more as a joke than anything >>else. She hugged me and said, "let's consider that >>your birthday spanking. I'm proud of you for admitting >>what you did, instead of me having to find out from >>your teacher." >> >>The next day, was my birthday party and it was a good >>time. In addition to family, several of my friends >>were there and as promised, Mrs. Greenwell showed up >>with a present for me. I ran up and hugged her and she >>had me open the present. She had bought me three >>dinosaur models. I loved dinosaurs as a kid (I still >>do in fact) and I had three models from the set >>already. She bought me the other three. I gave her a >>huge hug. While she hugged me she whispered, "I had a >>discussion with those three boys after school >>yesterday about keeping their hands to themselves. I >>don't think they'll be putting their hands on you or >>anybody else for a long time." I asked, "Did you spank >>them too." She winked and said, "Yes I did." I asked >>if she wanted to stay and have some cake and she >>apologized, and said she had to get back home to her >>kids. Then hugged me and wished me a Happy Birthday >>again. One of the kids at the party ran up and hugged >>her and asked, "Are you gonna give Gary a Birthday >>Spanking?" She said, "No honey, I have to go I got to >>get back to my babies." Then she winked at me, smiled, >>and said, "Besides, I already gave him a birthday >>spanking yesterday." I blushed and smiled back. >> >>As the Journalist Paul Harvey used to say... >>"Now you know, the REST of the Story."

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