Chrissy Tanner Part 3
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Miss Roundbottom knocked on the door of Principal Johnson's office and waited for his "Come in" before entering. She had her student Chrissy with her and both were familiar with this situation. Chrissy just couldn't seem to keep from causing trouble and Miss Roundbottom had long ago admitted that Chrissy was beyond her ability to control and had repeatedly gone to the Principal for assistance.
"Come in," came Principal Johnson's deep, stern voice from within the room.
As Miss Roundbottom and Chrissy entered the room, Principal Johnson looked up and let out an exasperated sigh. "Well, I guess I was being an optimist when I thought maybe you two could stay out of my office for two straight days. I'm very busy and I'm not even sure what I want to do about this right now. Come back at the end of the school day and we'll deal with it then."
The two turned to go without a word when the Principal added, "And Chrissy you'd better be on your best behavior the rest of the afternoon or I'm going to be in a really foul mood when you two return."
Miss Roundbottom and Chrissy returned to the classroom and the teacher took over for her aide who had been keeping things under control while Miss Roundbottom was dealing with Chrissy - again. Fortunately, without Chrissy in the room, the class was rather easy to manage.
As Miss Roundbottom continued class for the rest of the afternoon, she couldn't help but be a little distracted. She kept thinking about what the Principal had in mind for this afternoon. He had never put off dealing with Chrissy until later before. He always listened to the situation, got Chrissy's version of events and then handed down his punishment - detention, in school suspension, work detail in the kitchen, writing lines, washing windows, missing recess, not going on a field trip, etc. He'd tried just about everything and nothing seemed to convince Chrissy to behave for more than a day or two at most. "What is he going to do now," Miss Roundbottom thought over and over again that afternoon.
The other thoughts that went through the young teacher's mind repeatedly were, "Why me? Why during my very first year? Will there be one like Chrissy every year? Should I be looking for another job?"
Meanwhile, Principal Johnson was thinking the same thing all afternoon. "What the hell and I going to do now," kept running through his head over and over again. What that girl really needs is a good spanking, he thought and then immediately dismissed the idea.
But, he couldn't get the idea out of his head. Again and again after wondering what he would do the thought returned to him and it became harder and harder to dismiss. Finally, he decided to try talking to Chrissy's mother again.
"Hello Gail. It's Tom at the school again."
"Hello. What did she do this time?"
"I don't know the details yet. I was so exasperated when I saw her and her teacher enter my office again that I sent them away and told them to come back at the end of the day."
"Well, I can certainly understand your exasperation. If anything exasperation seems quite an understatement."
"Yeah, I think you're right. I've got a crazy idea. I'm a little hesitant to even mention it to you, but I can't get it out of my head and I've never even suggested this before in the ten years I've been a principal, but I've never run into a student quite as stubborn as your daughter."
"I'm at least as desperate as you, Tom so why don't you tell me your idea. I'm about ready to try anything."
"Well... ah... what if I... ah... ah... spanked her?"
"Spanked her?"
"Well... um... yeah. Nothing else has worked and I don't know what else to try at this point."
"That is a different approach. I've never been a fan of corporal punishment, but Chrissy has certainly pushed me to the point of wanting to hit her enough times. Hmmm... Well, why don't you give it a try. Don't cause her any permanent harm, but feel free to make sure that she's uncomfortable sitting down for a while."
"Thank you, Gail. I hope this works; because I don't know what else we can try if it doesn't."
"Don't thank me, Tom. I should be thanking you for taking on something that I've never had the guts to do."
"Well, regardless of who deserves thanks, I'll call you this evening to let you know what happened."
"Okay, I'll talk to later. Bye."
"Bye."
Principal Johnson sat back after hanging up the phone and was feeling a little better now that he had a plan for dealing with Chrissy, but there were still the details of how. Should he have her bend over the desk or lay over his lap? Should he pull her skirt up and panties down or do it over the top of them? What should he use? Should he have Miss Roundbottom stay and witness it, or should he do it alone? "Arghhh, this isn't much better than before," he thought.
Miss Roundbottom waited for all the other students and her aide to gather up all of there stuff and leave for home before she turned to Chrissy who was sitting sullenly in her chair. "Well, Chrissy, it's time to see what Principal Johnson has to say about your behavior."
Chrissy got up and shuffled to the door. As she left the classroom Miss Roundbottom followed her and turned off the lights. They made the short walk to the Principal's office in silence and Miss Roundbottom knocked again when they reached his door.
"Come in," came the deep, stern voice again.
Miss Roundbottom grasped the knob with a bit of trepidation, but opened it anyway and urged Chrissy in before her.
"Yes, Chrissy. You have taken up as much of my time this year as all the rest of the students combined. Miss Roundbottom has tried everything she could to get you to cooperate and when her efforts failed she brought you to me and I have tried everything I could think of and so far my efforts have failed as well."
"I don't even want to know the details of this incident. I'm sure you've actually done something wrong and deserve the consequences of that behavior."
"I've talked to your mother this afternoon and she is also at a loss about what to do about you. I made a suggestion to her and she agreed to it, so this afternoon we are going to take a different approach to providing consequences for your behavior."
"Miss Roundbottom, please sit over there in that chair and observe. Chrissy, come here."
Both young ladies looked confused, but silently did as they were told.
"Chrissy, I want you to pull your panties down to your ankles and lay over my lap. You haven't responded to any other punishments, so your mother and I agreed that it is time to try spanking you."
Miss Roundbottom's eyes went wide with shock and Principal Johnson couldn't help but notice that her face and neck became a bit flushed as well. Chrissy's mouth just hung open as she stared at the Principal unable to say anything for several moments. Finally her silence and sullenness cracked and she shouted, "What? You can't do that!"
"Normally, you'd probably be correct, but this is a special circumstance and your mother has agreed. So you'll find that I can and I will spank your bare bottom right now, right here."
Principal Johnson snuck another look at Miss Roundbottom and thought he could detect a certain gleam in her eyes. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination or not, but he thought that Miss Roundbottom was getting turned on by the situation. "Well, isn't that interesting," he thought.
"Okay, Chrissy, there's been enough delay. Pull your panties down and get over my lap."
Chrissy wasn't sure what she should do. She didn't think her mother would agree to this, but how could Principal Johnson do this with Miss Roundbottom right there if she hadn't. She reached a decision and slowly walked over next to Principal Johnson in his chair. She hesitantly reached under her skirt and grabbed the sides of her panties. She stood there a moment, frozen and unable to continue the motion to pull her panties down.
"Chrissy, the more you cooperate the easier this whole process will be," said Principal Johnson.
Chrissy bit her lip and squirmed a little. She'd never been spanked before and the idea was pretty scary. Would it hurt bad? How could she ever look at Principal Johnson or Miss Roundbottom again after they had seen her naked behind? Could she just run away? Finally, she realized that she really had no choice so she reluctantly lowered her panties until they were on her mid thighs.
"All the way to your ankles, Chrissy."
Chrissy finally complies and slid her panties all the way down to her ankles. They were so low that she could just raise each foot and shake them a little bit and they would be completely off.
"Good. Now lay face down across my lap."
At this point she had given in, so she did as she was told and placed her chest down across the Principal's lap.
"Okay, now scoot forward until you behind is sticking up."
Chrissy scooted forward and stuck her behind up. At least I still have my skirt on she thought, and then gasped when she felt Principal Johnson's hands grasp the bottom of her skirt and pull it up onto her back. Now her bottom was completely open to both her teacher and her Principal's eyes and her Principal's hands. She shivered a little and didn't know if it was the sudden cold air on her bottom or a bit of fear or a bit of something else that she couldn't identify.
Principal Johnson took a moment and studied Chrissy's behind. It was so smooth and so white and looked pristine. He also surreptitiously took a glance at Miss Roundbottom. She appeared to be squirming a bit in her chair and had her eyes locked onto Chrissy's bottom. She had her hands in her lap and appeared to be wringing them a bit. I may have to explore Miss Roundbottom's reaction a little further, but right now, I need to start with Chrissy.
"Okay, Chrissy. I am going to give you twenty good hard smacks on your bottom. I want you to count each one and I want you to think about why you are receiving this punishment."
Principal Johnson raised his hand up high over Chrissy's exposed bottom and brought it down with a firm, stinging slap.
SMACK
Chrissy jumped up and rubbed her hands over her bottom. "Ouch," she yelped.
"Chrissy, what do you think you are doing? You need to lay there, take you punishment and count the swats. That first one won't count because you didn't receive it properly."
Chrissy looked at the Principal with real fear in her eyes for the first time. That first one had hurt, a lot, and she didn't know if she could take twenty more like that. With thoughts that maybe she had pushed her luck a little too far, Chrissy laid back down on the Principal's lap.
"Good Chrissy. The more you cooperate the quicker we'll get this over with," said Principal Johnson as he snuck another peak at Miss Roundbottom. She was if anything looking even more flushed than last time. Plus, her hands that she was still wringing seemed to be edging up her lap towards where her torso and legs all came together.
Seeing this, Principal Johnson smiled a little and raised his hand again. Another stinging slap rang out.
SMACK
Chrissy squirmed, but didn't get up this time. She did say, "Ouch" again, but she remembered to also say, "One."
The Principal glanced again at Chrissy's teacher and saw that her hands had crept up until they were pressed against her body at the top of her legs. He raised his hand again and brought it down sharply.
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This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
It was now several months since Gwen Mitchell's husband Tom has passed away and the fifty-eight-year-old Gwen was now having a couple of drinks in the pub with her longtime friend Mavis Tompkins. They had had a couple of drinks when Gwen said, "Do you know what I miss most with Tom gone?""Getting shagged?" asked Mavis."No, I do miss that but mostly I miss getting spanked," announced Gwen."I never knew Tom spanked you, Gwen," said Mavis who was very surprised at that admission."Often, but I...
Spankingby Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Tanya stood in the corner of Mr Davills classroom facing the wall, her hands clasped behind her back. She was wearing a blue plaid pleated skirt, a white blouse and knee high socks with black shoes. All of the students had left for the day.Mr Davill sat at his desk grading papers. He was a tall man in his early forties. He had brown cropped hair and beautiful brown eyes you could get lost in. He was wearing a black suit with a crisp white shirt and a blue and white stripped tie. Tanya thought...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
Chapter 1. Getting to know you.Sandy stood in the kitchen, nervously fingering her martini glass, swirling the ice this way and that, waiting to find out what her husband had in store for her. He was in the main lounge room of their home with a stranger who had arrived, unannounced but obviously expected, some thirty minutes previously. Her husband had asked her to make them drinks, a Scotch for their ‘guest’, and then he told her to get herself a drink and wait in the kitchen until he called...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
I had to swallow hard when my dream came back to me with a flash. I stood at the door for a few seconds before I could compose myself and invite her in. This wasn’t the Chrissy I remembered. The Chrissy I remembered was a young girl that loved to come visit me and play with my two cats. Sometimes she would stop just outside the front garden on her little bicycle and watch the kittens. Yes, it was that long ago.This was a different Chrissy. She was about 175 and it looked like her long blonde...