By Alpenhorn
alpenhorn@hackermail.com
Copyright 2022 by Alpenhorn, all rights reserved
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This
story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced
nudity,
spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for
the
purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be
attempted
in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not
of legal age in your community to read or
view
such material, please leave now.
Anticipation
Chapter 2
[Alpenhorn, 2022]
Jeanne
watched attentively from her seat. Donald stood meekly at the
front of the classroom. The teacher, Miss Claire, stood beside
him. She was a short woman, but still she towered over the young
boy.
Miss Claire was armed with her dreaded ruler. Many of
the kids had received painful strokes of that ruler on their
palms. A few had received spankings (on the seat of the trousers)
from that same ruler while bent over the railing.
But today! Today would be the first naked spanking!
Jeanne’s
imagination was vivid—thinking of what she was sure to see. All
of Donald! Every secret part of his body! As she waited she
was tingling, from her toes to her ears.
All 28 kids in the class were eager for the show.
The
whole room was silent. Expectant. Donald scrunched his face
in a frightened squint. There was a quiet sob, then the PLINK of
a tear on the floor.
[Jeanne could hear the two boys (Ife and
Daniel) directly behind her whispering.] —I'm glad it is not me
up there.—Why? You’ve never done anything like Donald did ...
right?—Right.—Too bad it isn’t a girl. That I would like to
see!—A girl in this class? That would be boring. —This should be
good: Donald naked!—Yeah, I can see you’re getting hard just thinking
about it.—Am not!—Why are you sitting that way, then? [Jeanne
resisted the urge to look behind her and see how Daniel was
sitting.] —You know: Miss Claire should send the girls out of the
room when a boy has to undress!—Why?—When Donald’s willy is up there on
display? And all the girls can see it? I’ll be so embarrassed.
‘Donald,’ Miss Claire said quietly. ‘You know what you did?’
‘Yes, Miss.’
‘And you deserve to be punished.’
‘Yes, Miss.’
‘You will be spanked. Here. Now.’
Donald
was shuddering. ‘Yaz’m.’ Jeanne noticed that Donald had
reverted to his rural dialect. The dialect that the school tried
to replace with “proper English”. But Miss Claire did not correct
him.
‘You will be naked.’
Donald sobbed.
Miss Claire prompted: ‘Donald?’
‘Yaz’m.’
‘Everyone here will see you naked.’
‘Yaz’m.’ Very quietly.
‘We will all see every part of your naked body!’
Donald scrunched his face further; he shed another tear.
Miss Claire prompted: ‘Answer!’
‘Yaz’m’
‘Some kids may touch you.’
‘What?’ Donald’s eyes flew open. He was startled by that.
Jeanne was startled, too. This was the first time the kids had heard of the “touch” part of the punishment.
‘They may touch your naked body anywhere and everywhere,’ Miss Claire reiterated.
Jeanne imagined touching Donald’s naked body. She was getting wet between her legs.
Miss Claire prompted: ‘Donald?’
From the boy there was a moan. The classroom was filled with whispers and shuffling of feet.
Miss Claire prompted again: ‘Answer!’
Donald mumbled something.
‘Louder!’
‘Yaz’m.’
‘The time has come, Donald.’ Miss Claire sternly ordered. ‘Take off your clothes.’
At that moment, Jeanne thought these were the most wonderful words she had ever heard.