Miss Johnson (FF/M)

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Miss Johnson (FF/M)

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.

"This should help you concentrate on your lessons. Too bad you are away
at college, because you deserve a spanking like this every week until your
grades improve." Miss Johnson continued to spank me. Then I heard a knock
on the door and someone walked in.

"Opps, I didn't mean to disturb you." A female voice said.

"That's okay." Miss Johnson said. "This is Clyde, a former student, and
he wanted me to spank him, again. Clyde, don't change your position, but
this is Miss Jones, our fifth grade teacher. Do you remember her?"

"I think I remember her," I said.

"I just wanted to leave a few papers for you to look at. I'll be on my
way."

"You can stay if you want, and watch me spank Clyde. Come over here and
see how his bottom is turning pink." Miss Johnson said.

Then I felt Miss Jones' hands on my bare bottom. "It is so much better
to spank someone on their bare bottom. You can really see what effect the
spanking is having on them. Clyde, I think I remember you being a naughty
student and getting spanked by me, too."

"Yes, I guess I was a bad student back then."

My spanking continued as Miss Jones watched. "I hope this spanking is
having an effect on you." Miss Johnson said to me.

"I think I have something that will make Clyde really remember this
spanking even more.. We aren't allowed to use it on our students, but I
think it would help in this case. Let me go back to my room and get it."
Miss Jones said.

"Okay, I'll keep spanking Clyde until you get back." Now my bottom was
getting sore and it was beginning to heat up.

In a few minutes Miss Jones returned. "This is a cane which I got from
a professor who lived in England. He said it was used on boys over there
on a regular basis. Usually, only six strokes were given at a time with
the student bent over touching their toes. Do you want to try it on
Clyde?"

I felt some hands on my bottom, again, then Miss Johnson said, "Clyde,
let's try this cane on you. Stand up. Move away from the desk, and bend
over and touch your toes. Miss Jones, why don't you give Clyde the six
strokes of the cane. Clyde, why don't you count them for us."

After I was bent over touching my toes I felt the cane tap my bare
bottom as Miss Jones said, "I guess this really stings, but stay in
position and count the strokes." Then I heard a whistle and it felt like a
straight line of burning fire on my bottom. I stood up and rubbed my
bottom.

"Bend back down and stay in position, and since you forgot to count,
this will be number one, again." Miss Jones said.

SWISH! CRACK! "One." It really hurt but I stayed in position.

SWISH! CRACK! "Two." Never had a spanking been so painful for me.
What was I thinking when I asked for this spanking!

SWISH! CRACK! "Three." My poor exposed bare bottom was really painful,
now.

SWISH! CRACK! "Four." Only two more left.

SWISH! CRACK! "Five."

I felt hands on my poor bottom and Miss Johnson said, "Look at the welts
on his bottom. I can see why they don't let us cane our elementary school
students. Only one left, Clyde."

SWISH! CRACK! "Six." I somehow managed to count the last stroke and
stay in position.

"Well, I better get back to my classroom, now." Miss Johnson said.
"Thanks for letting me help spank Clyde. And Clyde, you better be a good
boy."

"I will." I said. Then I heard the door open and close, again.

"Remember after I spanked you after school I had you stand in the
corner. Stand up, leave your bare bottom exposed, and stand in the corner
while I finish grading papers."

I felt like a little boy, standing in the corner with my pants down.
After about ten minutes, Miss Johnson called me over to her, again. She
sat on a chair and said, "Bend over my lap for a final hand spanking." Soon
my hands and feet were on the floor and I was bent over her lap. Miss
Johnson spanked me some more as she said, "I hope this will help you
improve your class work. Your probably deserve a spanking like this once a
week to keep your grades up. Too bad you are away at college."

"Actually, the college that I am attending is about an hour's drive from
here." I said.

Miss Johnson kept spanking me and said, "Why don't I give you my home
address, and I could spank you every Friday night at 7 PM. That way you
could tell me how well you are doing in college, and I could spank you to
help give you incentive to keep your grades up."

"Okay," I said. "Ouch! I think that would help me out."

I was starting to squirm about because the hand spanking on top of the
six strokes of the cane really hurt.

"Stop moving about so much. Just a little bit longer and I will be done
with your spanking." Miss Johnson spanked me for about two more minutes,
and then I felt her hands rubbing my bottom. "You should be able to feel
this spanking for a few days. You can stand up, now, and pull up your
pants. I will give you my home address and then I expect to see you at 7
PM next Friday for another spanking."

"Thank you, Miss Johnson." I said. "You helped me so much when I was in
the sixth grade and I'm sure this is going to help me while I am in
college."

I left her classroom, rubbing my poor bottom, and wondering what my
spanking on next Friday would be like. I know this is going to help me do
better in college.

Part 2

When I was in sixth grade, my teacher, Miss Johnson, would spank
me. I felt that it turned around my life and helped me do better
in school. Now I am a freshman in college and I am studying to
become an accountant. My grades currently aren't so good, and I
seem to have trouble concentrating. So on spring break, I went
back to the old school and had Miss Johnson spank me again.
Before I left the old school, we set it up where I would go to
Miss Johnson's home every Friday night at seven to be spanked.
The college that I go to is only an hour away from where Miss
Johnson lives, so this worked out fine for me.

She gave me quite the spanking in the school when I visited her,
but I wasn't sure what it was going to be like to be spanked in
her house. I thought that I had allowed plenty of time to get to
her house, but with more traffic than what I had anticipated,
plus trying to find Miss Johnson's house for the first time, I
was ten minutes late. Miss Johnson greeted me at her door with a
paddle in her hand and an angry look on her face. "You're ten
minutes late and I don't tolerate my students being late. Hurry
up and step inside, and I will hang up your jacket."

As she took my jacket, she moved over a small throw rug to reveal
a white line that was about two feet from the front door. The
line also had two small X's that were spaced about a foot and a
half apart. "Put your feet on the Xs, and put your hands out in
front of you and lean against the door." After I was in this
position she said, "I always expect my students to be on time.
Since you were ten minutes late, you will receive ten swats of
the paddle."

She raised back the paddle and gave me a very hard swat.
Although I still had all of my clothes on, I was surprised how
much I felt the sting of the paddle through my pants. By the
time the ten swats were over with, I was amazed that my bottom
was already starting to heat up.

"Come into my living room so that we can talk about what type of
spankings you deserve every week." Once in her living room, she
offered me tea and a cookie. I told her that I had felt the last
spanking she gave me for three days, and it had helped my
concentration in my studies at college. She told me that I
needed to bring with me each week, the grades and scores that I
had received on any of my tests, quizzes, or assignments. We
would then discuss them, and then I would be spanked accordingly.
At the end of the semester, I would receive a longer spanking,
depending on how well I improved in school. This sounded fair to
me. I was surprised at how calmly we were able to discuss my
spankings.

"Before I begin your formal spankings, I need to ask you a few
question and get some honest answers. So come over here and
stand in front of me." I stood in front of me and proceeded to
undo my belt and unzip me. "Stand still and put your hands on
top of your head." Then with one quick yank, my slacks were at
my ankles. Underneath, I was wearing some colorful boxer shorts.
"Never wear these when you come to my house to be spanked.
Always wear white cotton briefs." Soon, my boxer shorts were
also at my ankles. I didn't mean to, but I had a good size
erection standing before her. "I'll ignore that for now, just
bend over my lap." She hiked up her dress and spread her legs so
that my penis was dangling down between her legs. Then I felt
her strong thighs squeeze together and hold my penis and me in
place. I felt like a naughty little schoolboy.

"I see your bottom is already a little pink from the ten swats of
the paddle when you arrived late. Your bottom will turn a lot
redder by the time you leave here."

Spank, Spank, Spank.

"Do you promise to be on time each time you visit me?"

"Yes I do!" I replied.

Spank, Spank, Spank.

"And do you promise to visit me every Friday night, with no
excuses."

"Yes I do!"

Spank, Spank, Spank.

"And will you share all of your grades with me?"

"Yes I will."

Spank, Spank, Spank.

"Now I want you to stand up and take off all of your clothes,
including your shoes and socks. Leave your clothes in here and
then follow me unto my office for your formal spanking."

In her office was a large wooden desk. There were also many
paddles and spanking implements hanging on the wall. "All of my
students bend over the desk when I spank them. Please assume the
position and grab the other side of the desk."

After I was in position, I expected my spanking to begin, but she
said, "This isn't going to work quite right since you have long
legs. Please stand up." She went to the corner of the office
and placed a large board with a lot of padding on the desk.
"Please bend over, again." Now my feet barely touched the floor.
Then she reached down and spread my feet apart as she said; "I
always want your legs spread apart when I spank you."

Now I felt totally exposed for my spanking. This position made
me very aware that my penis and balls were dangling between my
legs, also totally exposed.

"Since this is your first spanking at my house, you will receive
thirty swats from this paddle with holes in it." She placed the
paddle on the desk near my face, for a few seconds. This way I
was able to clearly see what I would be spanked with. "I want
you to count out loud each swat, and be sure to stay in position.
Are you ready for your spanking to start?"

"Yes, Miss Johnson." I replied.

"Here's your first swat."

SWAT!

"One." I yelled out. It hurt a lot more than I had expected.

SWAT!

"Two." My spanking continued like this up to twenty swats, then
the doorbell rang.

"This has taken more time than I had expected," Miss Johnson
said. "That must be Sue. She has an eight o'clock appointment
with me. Stay in place as I answer the door." As she left the
office, she left the door to the office wide open. I now felt
very embarrassed because I knew that Sue would be able to see me
naked and bent over the desk from the living room.

I heard Miss Johnson escort Sue into the living room and Miss
Johnson told Sue, "As you can see, I am running late and in the
middle of spanking Clyde. I should be with you, shortly."

Then Miss Johnson entered the office and shut the door. "That's
Sue out there. I think she also attends the college you go to.
I guess you can meet each other after your spanking. Now where
was I?"

"You have given me twenty swats of the paddle. I have ten left."
I said.

"On these last ten, please count them out loud, but this time say
'Thank you, Miss Johnson' after each swat."

SWAT!

"Twenty-one. Thank You, Miss Johnson."

After she gave me the thirty swats of the paddle, she said, "Stay
bent over so that I can examine my work." Then I felt her hands
on my red and tender bottom. "You can stand up and get dressed,
now."

I stayed in position and said, "But my clothes are in the living
room!"

"That's right." Miss Johnson said. She opened the office door
and said to Sue, "His clothes are on the floor close to you.
Could you bring them into the office so that he can get dressed."

Now I felt even more embarrassed. Sue would be able to see me
naked and bent over the desk. Sue walked into the office with my
clothes and said, "His ass is really red. He should be able to
feel that spanking for a few days."

"Clyde says that the spankings have helped him to study better in
college, the same as you." Miss Johnson said.

"I have a question for you." Sue said to Miss Johnson. "I
noticed that Clyde wore boxer shorts. You gave me five extra
swats of the paddle when I wore the wrong underwear, even on my
first visit to you. Did you give Clyde his extra five."

"That's a good point." Miss Johnson said. "I almost forgot
about his extra swats. Do you want to give the extras to Clyde?"

"I'd be happy to!" Sue exclaimed. As Miss Johnson handed her
the paddle, Sue said, "Now stay in position and count these out
loud."

SWAT!

"One." At least she didn't spank me as hard as Miss Johnson.

SWAT!

"Two."

This continued until I had received my five extra swats. "You
can stand up and get dressed, now." Miss Johnson told me. My
poor bottom was really hurting and I quickly stood up and rubbed
it. I forgot about the fact that I was showing off a big
erection. They must have noticed because Miss Johnson said,
"Isn't it cute when naughty boys show off their erections after
they are spanked?"

"It is cute." Sue said. "If I arrive early next Friday, can I
help you spank Clyde, again."

"That sounds like a good idea." Miss Johnson said. "That should
make Clyde study even harder. Don't you agree, Clyde?"

"I guess so." I said as I quickly got dressed.

As I got my jacket out of the closet and was leaving Miss
Johnson's house, Sue said, "I look forward to help with your
spanking, next week." I knew that I would be studying very hard
over the weekend and during the week. Everytime I sat down I
would have a reminder of my spanking.

Part 3

I had first met Sue under some very embarrassing conditions. I'm
in my first year of college and I had driven an hour to visit my
old sixth grade teacher. She had agreed to spank me to help me
improve my grades and concentration in college. I was completely
naked and bent over her desk for my spanking. Sue arrived in the
middle of my spanking, and my old teacher also allowed Sue to
spank me. Also, I found out that Sue attended the same college
that I was attending.

Anyway, on Monday I was sitting at a campus cafeteria eating
lunch when Sue came up to the table I was sitting at and sat
down. At first I didn't recognize her until she asked, "Is your
name Clyde?"

"Yes it is. Why do you ask?"

"My name is Sue and I believe I spanked you on Friday evening.
Now do you remember me?"

Now I felt very embarrassed. Sue had not only spanked me but had
also seen me completely naked. "I guess I remember you."

"So, do you like to be spanked by Miss Johnson to improve your
grades in college?" Sue asked.

I couldn't believe that I was having this conversation out in a
public place. "Yes." I answered. "I feel her spankings help me
concentrate in high school, so I wanted her to spank me so that I
would do well in college." I couldn't believe that I was saying
this to Sue.

"Well, I could save you the drive down to Miss Johnson by
spanking you myself, right here on campus." Sue caught me
completely off guard and I didn't know what to say. Sue
continued, "Remember, I have already spanked you and Miss Johnson
will allow me to spank you some more, even if you continue to be
visit Miss Johnson."

The college I was attending had a small campus with a lot of
housing nearby. "I might be interested. Do you live nearby?" I
asked.

"I live about two blocks from here." Sue said. "Why don't you
follow me to my place, so we can talk some more."

I don't know why, but I agreed to go to her place. It was a
small duplex and she had rented one side of it. Once inside, it
had a very small kitchen, a small bedroom, bathroom, and a living
room with some furniture and a large oak office desk.

"This is a very small place, but I live here all by myself." Sue
said. "Have a seat on the couch so we can talk some more."
After I was seated she continued, "I could review your work and
your grades, and give you the appropriate spanking. Stay there
while I get something to show you."

Sue went into her bedroom and came out with a cardboard box. She
placed the box on the coffee table next to the couch and pulled
out some paddles and other spanking implements from the box.
"See, I have the necessary equipment to give you a good
spanking."

I was surprised that she owned all of this spanking stuff.
"Well, maybe." I said.

"I would spank you on a weekly basis, and in-between, when
needed. So, will you allow me to help you out in college by
spanking you?"

This arrangement would allow me more flexibility and save me a
long drive, so I said, "Yes, this does sound like a good idea. I
guess you can spank me to help me with my grades."

Sue moved the coffee table and said, "Let me give you your first
installment. Take off your shirt and then stand in front of me
with your hands over your head."

"But I was just spanked on Friday."

"Then this spanking should help you a lot with your concentration
in your classes." Sue said. "So take off your shirt and come
over here." I thought, why not, so I took off my shirt and stood
in front of Sue. "I enjoy striping a man of his clothes before a
spanking." With that, Sue unbuckled my belt, took down my
slacks, and then took down my underwear. Now I was basically
totally nude, and standing in front of Sue. Although I felt
embarrassed, I still had an erection, which Sue noticed. "I got
a good look at your penis on Friday, and now I have a better view
of it. In the future, I may help you with it. But for now, step
out of your clothes and go over and bend over my desk."

Now it felt like the spanking I received from Miss Johnson. It
was like being a naughty little schoolboy, again. Although I had
my legs spread apart, I felt a tap of the riding crop on my inner
thighs, and Sue said, "Spread apart your legs a little bit more
for me." Then Sue began spanking me with her various implements.
Since my poor tender naked bottom was already sore from my
Fridays spanking, I was soon squirming about.

"I think that will last you for this week." Sue said. "You can
stand up now, and rub your bottom."

Although my spanking from Sue didn't last long, my bottom felt
real hot and sore. Then we traded phone numbers and set up my
next spanking for the same time next week. This should really
help me concentrate on my classes in college.

Part 4

Since I had met Sue, who was also attending the same college I was at
and she would give me a weekly spanking like I would receive from Miss
Johnson, I decided to give Miss Johnson a phone call. She was happy that
she had Sue spank me and that Sue was willing to give me the spankings I
needed. I told her this would save me an hour's drive each way and I
thanked her for spanking me. Next I called Sue and told her about my phone
call to Miss Johnson, and Sue suggested that I go to her house every Friday
evening at seven pm to be spanked. I liked her idea and since I was now
used to being spanked at that time, so I agreed to it.

So after classes on Friday, I ate dinner, showered, and I was careful to
wear my white underwear that both Sue and Miss Johnson wanted me to wear. I
arrive on time at Sue's house and rang her doorbell. To my surprise, Miss
Johnson opened the door.

"I am glad you arrived on time, otherwise you would have been
immediately spanked for being late," Miss Johnson said.

"I didn't expect to see you here," I said.

"Well Sue called me after you had decided not to drive to my house, and
she wanted some pointers on the best way to spank you, so I decided to help
her out," Miss Johnson said.

"Come into the living room and sit on the couch beside me because we
have some things we want you to be aware of," Sue said.

So I sat on the couch beside Sue and Miss Johnson handed me a box. "Go
ahead and open it," Sue said.

When I did, it contained a large wooden paddle with holes in it. On the
handle on both sides were written, "Clyde's Paddle".

"Sue used that paddle to spank you when she was at my house," Miss
Johnson said, "and this is the paddle I used mostly on you when you were in
my class, because of your bad behavior. It hurt too much to be used on my
other students, but it worked well with you. So I had a friend write your
name on it and I am giving it to Sue so she can spank you with it."

"Thanks," I said reluctantly.

"There is this second box you should open too," Sue said.

It was a longer narrow box and I had some idea what might be in it, and
I was correct. It was a cane.

"Remember the first time you visited me at the school and Miss Jones
brought out a cane to spank you with?" Miss Johnson said. "When I told her
that I was coming here she said that Sue should use this on you. This cane
was used in England to naughty school boys and Sue should put it to good
use when she spanks you."

"Thank Miss Jones for this cane", Sue said.

"Now I want Clyde to learn a routine so it will be easier for you to
spank him, and this way he should be more obedient for you," Miss Johnson
said. "So Clyde, stand up directly in front of Sue for me."

I wasn't sure what was going to happen, but I stood in front of Sue.
"Now it works out best if you have Clyde take off his shirt and then puts
his hands behind his head", Miss Johnson said. "So Clyde, do that for Sue.

So I took off my shirt and placed my hands behind my head. "Clyde, stay
still while Sue takes off the rest of your clothes." I stood still while
Sue unbuckled my belt, unzipped me, and pulled my pants down. Then she
took off my shoes and socks, and lifted my feet so my pants were completely
off of me.

"Clyde, I am glad you wore your white briefs. That is what you should
always be wearing when Sue is going to spank you," Miss Johnson said.

It was obvious that I had a big erection because I wasn't used to Sue
taking my clothes off like this, especially with Miss Johnson telling her
what to do. So when Sue's fingertips were in the waistband of my
underwear, once she started to pull them down my penis sprang out at her.

"Don't let his erection concern you at this point. That is a natural
reaction that happens when most males are about to be spanked," Miss
Johnson said. "Now take his underwear completely off of him and then Clyde
stand with your legs apart. Embarrassment should be a part of any spanking
and this way Sue, you can examine his penis and balls before you spank him.
I do notice that he has lots of hair down there, so do you want to shave
him before you spank him?"

"Yes, that sounds like a good idea. Let me get my shaving stuff," Sue
said.

"Now Clyde, hold still while Sue shaves you. Then next time you are
spanked, she will expect you to be keep yourself clean shaven down there",
Miss Johnson said.

"But this is so embarrassing for me", I complained.

"It is suppose to be", Miss Johnson replied.

So I had to stand perfectly still while Sue shaved round my penis and
balls, and actually from my navel on down. Now I was starting to look like
and feel like a naughty little boy about to be spanked.

I think Sue had fun holding my penis and keeping me erect during this
time. She even brought out a washrag and towel and made sure I was
perfectly clean shaven.

"The next part is where you pull up your skirt and have Clyde lay across
your knees. You should have your knees slightly apart so that his penis
hangs down between your thighs, and then you move your thighs together to
hold him in place," Miss Johnson said. "So Clyde, lay across her knees
now."

This was a whole new sensation for me. Before I had always been bent
over a desk when Sue spanked me, but this was more intimate contact than I
was expecting.

"I know you were always been bent over a desk when Sue spanked you, but
since you are close to the same age and she will be spanking you on a
regular basis, this will help you get to know each other better," Miss
Johnson said. "Now Sue, you can start spanking him with your hand, and
also in that same position, use your hairbrush or the paddle. So start
spanking Clyde. And Clyde, when you are laying across her knees like that,
you should also part your legs so she can spank your more sensitive areas."

It was embarrassing to me, but I parted my legs and now felt even more
exposed so Sue could see everything while I was being spanked. Then I was
embarrassed even more when Miss Johnson came over to the couch and held my
legs even farther apart. Now I was being spanked by Sue and completely
exposed to both of them. Sue now put het thighs together and my penis was
trapped between her legs.

I was feeling mixed emotions about Sue spanking me because I felt both
sexually excited but also the pain from my spanking, especially when Sue
started to use the paddle.

"Don't be afraid to really spank him hard because males seem to have a
greater pain tolerance than females, and at the end of his spanking, there
should be tears in his eyes. Also, his bare bottom should turn bright red
and feel warm to the touch," Miss Johnson said.

Then Sue really started to spank me hard. Now it was starting to really
hurt but at the same time, I had this wonderful warm sensation in the lower
half of my body.

When I started to kick Miss Johnson said, "Now is the time you should
bend Clyde over your table for the cane. His bare bottom looks very red
now and you have done a good job of spanking him so far. Clyde, get off of
Sue and go over to her table and bend over it."

I really didn't want to be caned but I knew I had no choice, so I went
over to the table and bent over it.

"Clyde, I have always told in the past to do this so you should
automatically spread your legs, even for the cane," Miss Jones said.

Then I was very aware that my penis and balls could easily be seen
dangling between my legs. This also exposed more of my sensitive areas to
be hit by the cane. I always hated the cane because it hurt so much, but
it really did help me study more.

"Now remember, Clyde," Miss Johnson said, "When Sue canes you, you
should always call her `Mistress' and you should count and ask for another
stroke."

"Okay. I can do that," I answered.

Whistle, Crack! "One. Thank you, Mistress. Please give me another," I
replied. Although the cane felt like one hundred bees had stung me in a
row, I stayed still and bent over the desk.

Whistle, Crack! "Two. Thank you, Mistress. Please give me another," I
replied.

Sue had caned me before, so I knew it was really going to hurt. So when
Sue had given me six strokes, Whistle, Crack! "Six. Thank you, Mistress.
Please give me another." Miss Johnson told Sue that six strokes were plenty
for now.

"Clyde, I want you to stand up and put your hands behind your head and
be sure your legs are apart," Miss Johnson said.

"Sue, this should always be what you do to Clyde at the end of every
spanking. Have him stand like this and milk him. This way you will show
him your dominance and control in your relationship. It will also let you
get to know each other better."

While Sue was milking me, Miss Johnson continued, "I also suggest that
both of you move in together. That way you can discipline Clyde and help
him with his classes, and both of you can save on living expenses."

"That is a great idea!" Sue said. "Don't you think so, Clyde?"

"Yes, Mistress," I moaned as my cum flowed out of me.

Sue used the wash rag again to clean me up and then I had to stand naked
in the corner while Sue and Miss Johnson discussed other things. Soon,
they finally allowed me to get dressed and I said goodbye to both of them.
Now I knew my life would be forever changed.

Part 5

On Saturday morning, I was surprised to get a phone call from Sue. She
suggested that we look for a place on campus that we could live together
where she could tutor me and spank me as needed. So on Saturday afternoon,
we looked at a number of places, but they just didn't seem right.

Then a few blocks from the main buildings, there was this old brick
building that was for rent. We called the rental agent and she showed it
to us. It must have been some sort of a old dorm room, because on the
first floor there was a large kitchen, a small living room, a den that was
converted to a multiple computer room; and a large bedroom with a queen
size bed, a large closet, a very large dresser, a small office with a desk
and a computer, and an attached full bathroom with a shower and tub.

On the second floor, there were five small bedrooms. Each bedroom had a
twin size bed, a dresser, a small closet and a sink with a mirror. There
was also a shared bathroom that contained three stalls, three urinals,
three sinks with mirrors, and a changing room that was attached to three
showers.

In the basement were multiple small coin operated washers and dryers, a
full bathroom with a shower, plus a large room that was locked. This
locked room was carpeted, had multiple electric outlets, but nothing in it.
The rental agent suggested this room could be used for storage or whatever.

Since we were already three weeks into the semester and no one had
rented the building yet, she said she could offer a good deal on the
building. The rent with utilities would be less than a closer two-bedroom
apartment and we could rent out the upper extra bedrooms, as long as the
tenants passed a background check.

We told the agent that we would talk it over and get back to her. We
went back to Sue's place and discussed it. Sue would get the downstairs
bedroom and I would get one of the bedrooms upstairs. Then the large room
in the basement would be used to tutor me and spank me. It seemed like it
would work out, and if we found extra tenants for the four extra bedrooms,
then our rent would hardly be anything.

So we moved in and we found an old desk and office chair, plus a student
type small desk and chair at a used furniture store, plus a wooden horse
form the hardware store. We also advertised for tenants for the upstairs
bedrooms. The possible tenants were shown the bedroom I was occupying and
the males didn't like the arrangement, but we did get four females that
were okay with it. They also liked the fact that the rent was very low.
Soon they passed the background check and moved in with us. At first it
was very embarrassing to share a bathroom with females, but they were okay
with it so now I was the only male in the building.

The downstairs room was easy to change it into our tutor/spanking room.
We put nails into the wall to hold the spanking implements, and we also
bought a couch for downstairs, which would work great for my over the knees
spankings. Sue also had me agree that if any of the women asked if I was
being spanked, then I would tell them yes and that they would be able to
spank me too.

Sue also had me make some modifications to the house so it would be even
more embarrassing for me. The first modification was to take the door off
my bedroom upstairs. Sue had discussed this with the other women, and this
way if I was caught masturbating, or doing anything naughty, they would
tell Sue. The second change was to take the door off the computer room on
the main floor. I also had to use the computer where the monitor faced the
doorway. That way anyone could see what I was doing on the computer, and I
was not allowed to watch any porn.

With the washer and dryer in the basement next to the tutor/spanking
room, soon the women heard me being spanked and asked Sue about what was
going on. So one evening Sue called all of the women into the living room
for a meeting. All of the women were seated and Sue pulled up a straight
back wooden chair in the middle of the group, she sat down on it and had me
stand next to her. Sue explained to the group the story about me first
going to Miss Johnson for a spanking and now she had taken over spanking me
and why we were renting this old house.

Then to my surprise, Sue said, "Put your hands behind your neck and hold
still while I prepare you for your spanking." Then in front of the women,
she unbuckled my belt, unzipped me and pulled down my pants. Then to my
surprise, I felt her fingertips in the waistband of my underwear, and soon
they were at my ankles. Now I was naked from the waist down in front of
everyone and I had a full erection. "Now lay across my knees for your
spanking." So I lay across Sue's knees with my penis between her thighs as
she began to hand spank me.

While spanking me, Sue explained to them the rules that I needed to
follow and how spanking me was helping my grades along with her tutoring
me. Also, now that everyone knew of the arrangement, any of the women could
also spank me if they saw me breaking any of the rules, but the basement
room would still be used only for my tutoring sessions with Sue.

Next Sue said, "Stand up so the others can spank you, if they want to."
I had no choice to stand up and I was surprised when each of the four women
took turns sitting on the chair and spanking me. Although all of them had
seen me in the shared bathroom, I had always had at least a towel on or my
underwear, but never naked from the waist down. So it was very
embarrassing for me, plus they made comments about my bottom and my
erection as I was spanked.

After I was spanked by all four of the new women tenants, plus Sue, I
was told to go up to my room and also to shower. I also had to thank each
of the women for spanking me. While I was upstairs, I still could tell
that the women were talking about me.

When I first asked Miss Johnson to spank me, I didn't know that it would
turn into this!

[doomedtolive]

Thanks, I loved reading this story. The hard on in my pants testifies to the erotic quality of your writing. Miss Johnson is a great creation, and the type of teacher we all should have had. Her protégé Sue, shows a lot of promise too!