I've never gotten a spanking, neither at home nor at school. I've received birthday spankings, but those don't count. I've swatted my own backside, but that's like playing with yourself - it doesn't count, either. You could say I'm a spanking virgin.
I often fantasize about what it would be like getting spanked at school. What would it be like if Mrs. Jefferson made me come to the front of the class and bend over for the paddle? If I had to raise my skirt, my face would be redder than my bottom!
What If she sent me to the office instead? I would bend over Mr. Monroe's desk, and he would swat my bottom with a paddle. He would lift my skirt and paddle my panties, and I would cry and promise to be a good girl and beg him to stop.
What if it were more intimate, and instead of bending over, he sat on a chair and put me over his knee. He would lift my skirt and spank me several times on my panties. Then he would tell me I was extra naughty, so the rest of the spanking would be on my bare bottom. He would slowly pull down the back of my panties until my entire bottom was bare. He'd give me spanks on each cheek, asking me questions between each smack.
"Are you going to behave?"
"Oh, yes, sir!"
SPANK!
"Are you going to be a good girl?"
"Oh, yes, sir!"
SPANK!
"Are you going to mind your teachers?"
"Oh, yes, sir!"
SPANK!
They don't spank at Forest Park High, but if they did, I'd probably be the naughtiest girl in school.
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I've never gotten a spanking, neither at home nor at school. I've received birthday spankings, but those don't count. I've swatted my own backside, but that's like playing with yourself - it doesn't count, either. You could say I'm a spanking virgin.
I often fantasize about what it would be like getting spanked at school. What would it be like if Mrs. Jefferson made me come to the front of the class and bend over for the paddle? If I had to raise my skirt, my face would be redder than my bottom!
What If she sent me to the office instead? I would bend over Mr. Monroe's desk, and he would swat my bottom with a paddle. He would lift my skirt and paddle my panties, and I would cry and promise to be a good girl and beg him to stop.
What if it were more intimate, and instead of bending over, he sat on a chair and put me over his knee. He would lift my skirt and spank me several times on my panties. Then he would tell me I was extra naughty, so the rest of the spanking would be on my bare bottom. He would slowly pull down the back of my panties until my entire bottom was bare. He'd give me spanks on each cheek, asking me questions between each smack.
"Are you going to behave?"
"Oh, yes, sir!"
SPANK!
"Are you going to be a good girl?"
"Oh, yes, sir!"
SPANK!
"Are you going to mind your teachers?"
"Oh, yes, sir!"
SPANK!
They don't spank at Forest Park High, but if they did, I'd probably be the naughtiest girl in school.