The Cheeky Schoolboy

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Wipe that supercilious grin off your face Lington. Yes, it is a paddle and I fully intend to use it on your bottom.

You are a very cheeky boy, Lington. Don’t think for one moment that I haven’t noticed all the little asides you have been making in my class.

All the jokes you make behind my back.

Yes, I do know that it is you who flicks paper pellets across the classroom when I am writing on the blackboard. And passes written notes.

I understand that you are new to Groby Academy and perhaps you are not too familiar with our little ways. Well, this afternoon you are going to find out.

If you insist on behaving like a first-former Lington then I shall treat you as such. Step out to the front. Bring the paddle with you.

Quickly, Lington. It is not in your best interests to keep me waiting.

Come and stand in front of me. Good. Hand me the paddle.

You are a very cheeky boy and you shall be punished, Lingron. Take down your trousers.

Take them down I say.

It’s no use you saying that you are eighteen years old. If you behave like a silly little boy that is how you will be treated. Now take down your trousers. Don’t make me have to do it for you.

Good. Now come, bend across my knee. Right over. That’s a good boy. Put your arms in front, rest the palms of your hand on the floor. Good. Lift your bottom higher. Bend your knees. That’s right.

Now, you need to learn a lesson. That is that cheeky boys get their bottoms paddled. Their bare bottoms. Yes, let’s get these underpants down.

Yes, I hope you feel ashamed. Keep still Lington. You deserve this spanking and you know that you do. Someone should have done this to you a long time ago.

I hear that you are a bright boy and if you study hard you will make something of yourself. But you must learn some manners. And it is my job to teach you.

WHACK! WHACK!

Ha! That’s beginning to put some colour into your cheeks.

Keep still. Stop wriggling.

WHACK! WHACK!

I hope this is doing some good.

If I must do this again I’ll do it in front of the others and I don’t think you would want that.

No, I didn’t think so.

WHACK! WHACK!

I trust this is wiping that foolish grin off your face. I expect greater respect from you in the future.

WHACK! WHACK!

No more fooling around in class. No more throwing paper pellets.

WHACK! WHACK!

Are you learning your lesson?

You think so? You mean you cannot be certain. Well, let’s see about that.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Yes, that looks like a very sore bottom indeed.

Are you feeling this? Yes, I thought that you might be.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Are you ready to apologise to me for your disgraceful behaviour?

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

A fulsome request for forgiveness is required.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

Yes, I thought you would be.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

You may stand up.

No. Leave those underpants and shorts alone. Go stand in the corner. Put your hands on your head.

Good. Now, I want you to remain there for 15 minutes while you think about how you will improve your behaviour in future.

Then I want 500-word letter of apology. In my hands first thing tomorrow. Without fail Lington, otherwise I shall be forced to offer you a repeat performance.

Do I make myself clear?

Yes, I thought so.

 

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