Corporal Punishment
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Corporal Punishment
By: Michael Alexander
Chapter One: The Assembly
The early morning chatter was at its usual roar as thirty high school sophomorescrowded into the classroom. The hall was slowly emptying as hurried glancesat wrist watches and the large generic clocks mounted in the corridors counteddown the seconds. Tami Edwards pushed through a clump of boys gossiping aboutthe upcoming football game and made her way to her desk, pausing to smile ather best friend, Heather.
"I thought you weren't going to make it." Heather said as her bright pinknails pushed her long blonde bangs out of her eyes.
Tami's mouth curled in a smiling pout. "I almost didn't. Brad stopped mein the hall and asked me out Saturday."
Heather's eyes widened. "Really? Did you say yes?"
Tami grinned wickedly. "Of course I did!" She slung her book bag under thedesk, smoothing her skirt down as she slid into the seat. A loud crack camefrom Heather as she popped her gum, a mixture of jealousy and happiness spreadingacross her face.
"Attention ladies and gentlemen!" A voice called out from the front of theroom. Tami looked up to see the balding head of Mr. Mason looking out overthe class. His brown mustache seemed to make up for the lack of hair on hishead, and behind his back Tami and her friends frequently referred to him asegghead. The week before Easter Tami had brought a colored egg with a mustacheon it and left it on his desk. The class had laughed about it for a week, despiteMr. Mason's lack of amusement.
"The principal has called an assembly, to be held in the auditorium. Itshould only last thirty minutes. Leave your bags under your chairs, as youwill be returning to this room at the conclusion of the assembly. Everyonehead to the auditorium please."
Tami and Heather looked at each other curiously, and then smiled.
"Want to skip it?" asked Tami in a hushed whisper.
Heather shook her head. "Tami! You know what happened last time! You gotme in trouble!"
Tami just laughed. "Oh come on, Heather. You are such a baby! We can sneakaway in the rush and go out to the field house. Maybe Brad will be there!"
Heather just rolled her eyes. "You've got Brad on the brain!"
"And other places." Tami said wickedly.
"Whatever. All right. But we're only going to skip the assembly, okay?"
Tami smiled. "Fine."
Together they moved out the door into the crowded hallway. Evidentally theassembly was for the entire student body, not merely the sophomores. Tami andHeather edged away from the classmates and started down the hall away fromthe auditorium.
"Tami? Heather?" Mr. Mason's voice called out to them. They stopped andturned, Heather's face a mask of fright, Tami's smiling sweetly.
"Yes, Mr. Mason?" asked Tami.
"Where do you think you're going?" He asked, his voice cold.
"The ladies room, Mr. Mason. That isn't a problem is it?" Tami's voice wasdripping with sarcasm.
Mr. Mason smiled suddenly. "Well fortunately there is one right in frontof the auditorium. You can go there. Come on ladies. Everyone is going to thisassembly."
Tami's smiled faded and was replaced with a look of chagrin. Old Eggheadwas smarter than he looked. She sighed.
"Come on, Heather. Mr. Mason is right. We can use the ones by the auditorium." Tamitook Heather's arm and pulled her past the grinning teacher, who fell intostep behind them.
"He's following us!" Heather whispered after glancing back.
"Oh hush. We'll just stay in the bathroom until he has to go into the assembly.Then we'll sneak out." Tami said, her voice cross.
The two girls followed the last flow of students toward the auditorium,angling into the restroom. Once inside Tami checked her makeup while Heatherreally did use the facilities, her nerves still a little shaky.
"Ladies? Mr. Mason told me you both were still in here." Tami jumped asMrs. Rutger's head looked in.
Tami looked over at Mrs. Rutger, her face betraying her anger. "Yes ma'am.Heather is almost done."
Mrs. Rutger smiled. "I'll wait for you two outside."
"Oh that's okay Mrs. Rutger. We will be out in a moment. You can go intothe auditorium." Tami replied, a soft almost babyish whine coming from her.
Mrs Rutger's smile faded and she shook her head. "I don't think so, Tami.I know you to well. And Heather is too firmly under your thumb to make theright decision on her own. Let's go."
Tami's fists clenched but she schooled her face into something resemblingrespect. Heather stumbled out of the stall quickly, her eyes wide with fright.
"Come on, Tami. Let's just go." Heather said, her voice pleading.
Tami looked at her and then Mrs. Rutger. "Sure. We were going to go to theassembly anyway."
Mrs. Rutger held the door open for them as they exited the bathroom andturned into the auditorium. It was a huge room, with rows of theater styleseats. A large stage stretched across one end of the room and Tami saw thatthe lectern had been brought forward along with a large table.
The students were still talking in a loud roar, with the occasional paperball being flung as the teachers tried to maintain order. Tami and Heathermoved down the isle, Tami clearly looking for seats.
"Oh my god! There is a seat right there next to Brad!" Tami exclaimed. Shegrabbed Heather's hand and pulled her into the row.
"Hi Brad." Tami said, her face back into the sweet angelic countenance shewore when she was trying to charm someone.
"Hey, Tami. How's it going?" Brad asked, his face beaming up at the girl.
"Can Heather and I sit here?" Tami asked.
Brad looked at the single seat and shifted uncomfortably. "Uh, well thereis only one seat…"
Tami grinned. "Can I sit on your lap?" she asked. "That way Heather canhave the open seat."
Tami didn't see Heather roll her eyes as she plopped down in the sexy hunk'slap. Heather seated herself in the empty chair as Tami settled herself down.
"Comfortable?" Brad asked softly as the principal mounted the stage, movingtoward the lecturn.
"Almost." Replied Tami. She reached down and took Brad's hand, sliding itover her skirt to her knee. Slowly she pulled his hand back up her thigh, movingit under the skirt higher and higher as the cloth rose almost to her hip. Bradstroked her skin and she spread her legs slightly. She leaned into his face.
"You should check to see if I'm wearing panties." She whispered.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for disrupting your classes this morning,but we have a situation that must be dealt with. As you all know, we have hadtrouble maintaining the correct level of discipline here at the school. Asa result we will be enforcing a new disciplinary code." The principal said,his voice booming through the stage microphone.
"Now instead of providing you with a handout that will end up crumpled intospitwads or paper airplanes, we have decided instead to actively demonstratethe new punishment system instead." There was a murmur through the crowd ofstudents and one boy in the act of throwing a paper airplane dropped it.
"As you all know, there is one particular student in our school that isour most difficult case. Multiple detentions, even suspension, has not rectifiedthe problem, so we will begin with this student."
Heather's eyes were wide and she poked Tami in the side. "Oh my god, Tami!Who do you think it is?"
Tami's eyes were closed and she was leaning back as Brad's hand moved deeplyunder her skirt.
"Huh? What Heather?" Tami said, pleasure clearly passing through her features.
"Tami! Wake up!" Heather exclaimed.
"Tami Edwards, you need to come up to the stage please." The principalsvoice announced loudly.
Tami's eyes snapped open and she bolted upright. "What?"
Heather's hands flew to her open mouth. "Oh god, Tami."
The principal looked slightly angry. "Ms. Edwards! Come to the stage. Now."
Tami stood, looking at Brad with a frightened glance and moved down the rowof students until she got to the aisle. Mrs. Rutger was waiting for her.
"Straighten your skirt girl! You look like a cheap two penny whore!" Rutgersaid with a snarl.
Tami hands fluttered around her skirt, pushing it back down to mid thigh.She tried to pull it lower, but the tight waistband kept it firmly above herhips.
Together, Mrs. Rutger and Tami approached the stage, moving to the leftside to mount the stairs. A hush had fallen over the entire student body asthey watched the pretty brunette in the short skirt step gingerly across theplatform.
"Stand in front of the table, Ms. Edwards, facing the students." The principalsaid.
Tami moved in front of the table, her hands folded together in front ofher. Her eyes betrayed her worry as she looked out over her peers. A coupleof the boys in the front row we're ducking low, doing their best to peer upTami's skirt. She squeezed her legs together.
"Ms. Edwards, since you joined us last year you have managed to disruptclasses forty three times. You have been suspended from school twice, servedfifty seven detentions for various offenses, led a number of other classmatesin breaking school rules, and shown irritating levels of disrespect for yourteachers. As you know, this state allows us to use corporal punishment methods,which the faculty and school board have decided to inflict upon you in themost embarrassing manner possible." The principal stated, as if reading froma prewritten speech.
"What?" cried Tami. "You can't do that to me!"
"Oh yes we can." The principal said angrily. "I've had it with you, Ms.Edwards. And furthermore, after you are caned here in front of the students,you will be punished in every one of your classes for the rest of the day!You will be escorted from class to class, to prevent you from taking anotherone of your unauthorized departures, and you will suffer extreme humiliationfor your actions. Perhaps this will rectify some of your more glaring personalityfaults." The principal snarled. "Now remove your clothing."
Tami's eyes widened, tears welling upward. Not a sound echoed through theentire auditorium as the entire student body stared. Tami stood there immobile,her brain shocked with the order.
"Ms. Edwards, I will not ask you again. Either disrobe, or Coach Hamptonand Mrs. Rutger will do it for you." The principal said quietly.
Tami watched as Mrs. Rutger stepped forward, a cruel grin on her face.
"If I have to do it, Tami, you'll not have much to wear home today." Mrs.Rutger said softly but with steel in her voice.
"Please…Mrs. Rutger. I'm not wearing panties or a bra." Tami saidsoftly, trying desperately to hide her embarrassment.
Mrs. Rutger looked at her in disgust. "Tami, you rarely wear panties orbras. Don't you think we're fully aware of that? Now take that halter top andthat skirt off. NOW!"
The shout was plainly audible to everyone despite no microphones and Tamijumped, her fingers flying to the bottom of her halter top. In frightened obedienceshe lifted the white cotton upward exposing her pierced belly button. Tearsfilled her eyes, hiding the rapt faces of the other students as the shirt baredher breasts. Two creamy mounds topped with tiny pink buttons that tightenedin the cool air graced the stage.
A tumultuous roar came from the crowd, jeers and catcalls interspaced withwolf whistles hit Tami almost physically. Her hands came up to cover her breasts,only to have Mrs. Rutger come up behind her, grasp the hem of her skirt andyank it downward.
Tami screamed in shock, one arm dropping to cover her exposed slit, a cleanshaven delight of pink and cream. Rutger yanked on her arm, forcing her tostep out of the fallen skirt and showing more than just the front row whatthey wanted to see. Tears flowed unabashed down Tami's cheeks as Mrs. Rutgerpulled the girl in front of the large table, turning her around and showingher marble buttocks to the student body.
Facing away from the students was much better for Tami and her sobs startedto abate. Tears still poured and she barely registered the principal beatingon his lectern with a ruler, calling for quiet. Slowly the roar died, replacedby an excited hush.
"Ms. Edwards," The principal began, "you have earned so many lashes overthe course of the last year and a half that your bottom couldn't begin to handleit. The faculty voted, with the approval of the school board, that since youseem to value your other assets so carefully, displaying them proudly, thatthose parts of you should share in the punishment." He paused, licking hislips. "So you will receive twenty lashes of the cane to your bottom, twentylashes with a crop to your breasts, and twenty lashes with a cloth whip toyour sex. Mrs. Rutger?"
Mrs. Rutger stepped up to Tami and suddenly pushed her over the table, theyoung girls breasts mashing against the faux wood top. "Spread your legs, Tami.I want everyone to see what you've only been showing to a select few." Rutgerkicked at Tami's heels until her legs were spread apart.
Rutger moved around to the other side of the table, grasping Tami's wristsin a tight clasp. Tami heard a swooshing sound and arched her neck to see theprincipal practice swinging a vicious looking stick. He quickly approachedthe table and without hesitation swung it sharply against Tami's bottom.
A thin crimson line immediately appeared across the white surface of herbottom, the flesh shaking delightedly as Tami's throat opened in a startledscream. She pulled desperately at Mrs. Rutger's grasp, only to find the womanholding on with inhuman strength.
"Damn, I've wanted to do that to you for a year now." The principal saidunder his breath. "I've had it with your antics." He swung the cane again.
The pain from the blow radiated outward, down her legs, and even up herbody until it seemed like her whole being was suffused with it. Welt afterwelt appeared, some low down almost on her legs, while some were placed high.At the tenth strike several purple marks appeared and Tami bucked and screamedas the principal continued.
Finally her bottom was a mass of red lines interspaced with a few bruisesbetween them. Her throat ached from the constant cried of agony, and Rutgerlet go of her wrists. Tami just lay on the table, her bottom a hot flamingpain that throbbed, her mind so totally overwhelmed she had failed to noticethe students chanting the numbers of strokes.
A strong hand grasped her shoulder, whirling her around to face the studentsand she looked out through her tear-blurred eyes and saw the looks of fright,lust, cruelty, and even a little envy scattered amongst the faces of her fellowstudents. Her eyes found Heather, who sobbed quietly into her handkerchief,while next to her, the hungry look in Brad's eyes told her what he felt.
Mrs. Rutger moved behind her, sitting down upon the table and Tami feltthe teacher's arms entrap her own limbs. Rutger pushed outward, forcing Tami'sbreasts forward, the young girl's arms locked in a restraint hold.
As the principal approached with the crop, a cruel leather tipped whip,Tami found the energy to once again struggle. Mrs. Rutger tightened her gripkeeping Tami from escaping. Tami watched in horror as the crop swung at herunprotected breasts, the leather tip slamming into her left mound as the canepart itself landed across the nipple of her right.
Her bosom exploded in shooting pain and her legs gave out. Rutger held herup as the principal swung again, this time landing the tip on her right breast.With each blow Tami screamed, her body bucking to collapse back down in Rutger'sarms. By the third stroke, both breasts were red, hot heavy mounds of beatenflesh. And yet the principal continued.
Tami's throat swelled shut around the fifteenth stroke, unable to any longervoice her agony. The last five were punctuated with moaning groans and highpitched squeals, her body covered in a glistening sheen as she endured.
Sobbing silently, Tami felt Rutger release her arms, pushing her down uponthe table. Laying on her back, Tami cradled her breasts and flinched as hertender bottom touched the wood. Her cheeks and eyes were red, but not as muchas her breasts, two harsh pink globes that now seemed swollen.
Once more Mrs. Rutger took hold of Tami's arms. The teen barely registeredit, only feeling the pain from her abused bosom. Tami's hands were drawn aboveher head and the young girl saw the faces of Coach Hampton and Mr. Mason. Eachman took hold of an ankle, the soft tender flesh yielding under their hands.Together, they spread her legs stretching her wider and wider, her bottom touchingthe table and eliciting agonizing squeals from their victim. The bare foldsof her slit spread as the men pulled, allowing the gaping hold of her loveto be easily seen.
The principal moved to her side with the cloth whip, intent on continuing.Standing at her breast so as not to obstruct the view of the students, he broughtthe whip downward, its multi-headed end knotted. It impacted with a loud crack,causing Tami to jerk wildly. Once more her throat opened in a scream and thecrowd shouted out. The principal swung again, slamming the whip into the girlscrotch. Streaks of red inflamed skin radiated outward, but the soft tissuebetween Tami's legs absorbed most of the abuse.
Again and again the whip fell, turning the teen's flower into a reddishmass. The sound of the whip striking changed as Tami's sex soaked the clothheads. No longer screaming, her body still shook as each blow fell. Finallyit was over and the teachers released Tami, who lay exhausted and hurting onthe table.
The principal returned to the lectern, rubbing his arm and holding on tothe cloth whip. He could smell the scent of Tami's sex on it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you have all witnessed this punishment and many ofyou will have the chance to witness the remaining trials Ms. Edwards will haveinflicted upon her. Let this serve as a warning. Any further disobedience,disrespect, or policy violations will result in similar punishments for anyand all, disregarding gender. Please return to your class rooms at this time."
Tami heard the sound of the students leaving, their voices subdued but excitedabout what they had observed at the assembly. Her body ached in places andways she had never believed possible. She raised her head to look at the principal,who was in conversation with Mr. Mason.
"I'm sorry that took so long, William. I hope it won't ruin what you havein mind." The principal said.
Mr. Mason shook his head. "No, we still have thirty minutes of class left."
Mrs. Rutger filled Tami's sight. "All right, girl. Get up. You have to returnto class." The woman said, taking Tami's wrists and pulling her up off thetable.
Tami stood, her body still aching and she stared at Mrs. Rutger.
"Well, come on, Tami. Back to the class room." Said Mr. Mason.
Tami looked at him in shock. "I need my clothes first."
"No you don't. We want the whole school to see the effects of your punishment.It's a deterrent. Besides, you're punishment is far from over." Mr. Mason responded.
"Don't worry, Tami. I'll hold on to your clothes until after school. I knowyou ride the bus home, so maybe I will give them to your driver to give toyou after you get off the bus" Mrs. Rutger said.
Mr. Mason placed a hand on Tami's shoulder, pushing her toward the sideof the stage and down the stairs. The auditorium had cleared out, leaving onlya scattering of trash. They walked up the aisle and out into the empty hallways.
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