Chad's Anger Management Training Chapter 27

Chad's Anger Management Training Chapter 27
by Chadlad

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Chapter 27: The DAs

Once Chad had been diapered and released from the diaper table, and he and his attendants had taken their seats, Mrs. Rose dropped her bombshell. "As I said earlier, there have been some changes in the punishment procedures for you seventh-grade boys. Yesterday I mentioned to the principal that I had a particularly difficult group of boys this year, and that I expected that I was going to have to administer a fairly large number of spankings and paddlings in the next few weeks. I also noted to her that my arm was already feeling some stiffness from having to attend to the errant Mr. Henson and the forgetful Mr. Turpin. After discussing the issue, we finally decided on a plan that will allow discipline procedures to continue unhindered while reducing the physical strain on me. I have gotten permission to appoint two of you girls to be discipline assistants, or DAs. These discipline assistants will ease my burden by taking over the discipline of several of the smaller, less mature boys, allowing me to concentrate my talents on the bigger, more physically mature boys. The following boys will be assigned to DA's for all of their future spankings and paddlings."

Mrs. Rose picked up a piece of paper that had been sitting on her desk. She slipped her reading glasses down onto her nose and read from it. "Jimmy Chen. Alan Delvecchio. Chad Henson. Randy Martinez. Sam Farlow. You five boys have been assigned to DA's and will receive all future spankings and paddlings from them." The five boys who had been named looked at each other with dismay. They were going to be spanked by girls?

Mrs. Rose went on. "After long consideration, I have decided on the two girls who will initially be assigned as DAs. This was not an easy decision. Many of you girls were truly deserving. The girls chosen had to meet a number of criteria. They had to be good students with a good academic record. They had to have shown exemplary classroom behavior. And most important, they had to be physically mature enough and strong enough to administer a long, painful spanking. After considering all of you girls, two girls stood out from the rest as having the proper maturity as well as the proper attitudes."

Mrs. Rose paused for a moment, beaming at the classroom. Chad looked around the class, as did the other 4 boys, trying to decide who had been chosen. Which girls were physically mature and also had good academic and disciplinary records? Cynthia was out – she was too small to meet the criterion. Sarah had an indifferent disciplinary record, sometimes neglecting homework. His eyes fell on Emily, sitting tall in her seat and looking virtuous. She was the most physically mature girl in class, apart from Lindsay. Teachers loved her because she kissed up to them, so she had a spotless disciplinary record. On the other hand, Lindsay did, also. Chad looked more frantically around the room. It had to be someone else, not those two! The last people he wanted to deal with when his butt was on the line was one of those two! He scanned each other girl one by one, dismissing them in turn as too small, too immature, too poorly behaved, having poor grades – it kept coming back to Emily and Lindsay. He held his breath, waiting for Mrs. Rose to reveal her choices. After what seemed like an eternity, Mrs. Rose went on. "The girls who will serve as DAs, and will be in charge of the five boys just mentioned, are Emily and Lindsey."

Lindsay beamed at each of the five boys in turn. Emily looked at Jimmy Chan and then at Chad and gave each of them a wink and a smirk, as if to say, "you're in my hands now, boys!" Chad felt like he'd been punched in the gut. The two girls who disliked him the most, and they got to be in charge of spanking and paddling his bare butt if he messed up in any way! Life wasn't fair!

"No! No way!" Jimmy Chen suddenly burst out, rising from his seat. "There is no way they're spanking my butt! I'm going to tell my mom! She'll set you straight! There is no way any girls are spanking me! You can't do this! I'm telling my mom!" His voice rose, verging on hysteria.

"Mr. Chen!" Mrs. Rose said sternly. "I will not tolerate such outbursts in my class! For your information, I called the mothers of all five of you boys before class this morning, and all have consented to my proposal. In fact, Mr. Chen, your mother said, quite specifically, that she thought you would benefit greatly from a few bare bottom spankings by a girl your age."

Jimmy plunked down as if he had been shot. Mrs. Rose continued. "In fact, it's obvious from your outburst that you need a good dose of discipline right now. Mr. Chen, please come to the front of the classroom and stand on the tape line. Lindsay, I believe you're first up. Could you please come to the front classroom to help with Mr. Chen's discipline?"

Lindsay walked to the front of the classroom, her body swaying elegantly as she did so. Jimmy remained glued to his chair. After waiting a few seconds, Mrs. Rose spoke again. "Mr. Chen! If you do not get your little bottom to the front of the classroom right now, I'm going to instruct Lindsay not only to spank you right now, but to give you a paddling this afternoon! You saw how Mr. Henson reacted to receiving a paddling the same day as being spanked – would you like to experience it yourself first hand?" White faced and shaking, Jimmy got to his feet, desperately wishing he'd kept his mouth shut. His heart was thudding rapidly as he made his way to the front of the room and placed his toes on the line, facing the classroom. As he spied Mrs. Rose, handing an empty box to Lindsay, his fear rose further. He had forgotten that all spankings in class were now on the bare butt! Lindsay was going to get to spank him naked! And he was going to have to get undressed for the first time in front of class! He was desperately glad he'd gone to the bathroom before school, because if he had not he would have peed his pants right there. As it was, he leaked a few drops into his underpants, fortunately for him all the fluid he had in him at the moment. Glancing down, he was glad to see that the spot didn't soak through to the front of his pants.

Lindsay approached him, holding out the box. "Please take off your shoes and socks, Jimmy, and put them in the box," she said. Numbly, Jimmy complied. "Now take off your shirt, please," she said to him. Jimmy looked for somewhere to escape, but Mrs. Rose was standing near the classroom door, and it certainly wasn't going out the second-story windows. He slowly and reluctantly pulled off his shirt and dropped it in the box.

"Your pants have to come off next, you know, because you're being spanked on the bare bottom," Lindsay said, as if addressing a 2-year-old. "Do you want to take your pants off yourself, or should I do it for you?" She added helpfully.

Jimmy reached for his pants button. "I'll do it," he said determinedly. He thought about the wet spot on the front of his underpants that he desperately needed to cover up. "I'll take off my underpants, too." That way they'll never know, he thought to himself. He pulled the snap and pulled down the zipper of his pants, then he looped a thumb under both waist bands and yanked his pants and underpants down violently, bending down to lift them over his feet, and then straightening the toss them in the box, making sure his underpants stayed hidden inside his pants. Without being told, he put his hands behind his head and glared at his classmates defiantly. He even thrust his genital region outward, as if in inviting them to look at it.

Along with the rest of the class, Chad leaned forward to take a good look at the naked Jimmy's genitals. He was a bit surprised, though. He had expected to see the plump little sausage wiener and the tight sack he'd seen after Jimmy's pants paddling last year in the bathroom. But obviously some changes had been going on in Jimmy's life that he hadn't shared with Chad. His penis was now longer, so that it hung down like a little snake between Jimmy's legs and no longer looked so plump. And the boy's balls had dropped and now hung away from his body, and appeared to be half again as big as Chad's. And more vividly, Jimmy Chen had hair! Not much hair, mind you, but he had at least a dozen soft, downy hairs sprouting on his groin above his swaying penis. As his hair was black, each of his hairs was visible, even in the back row. It was true that he didn't look impressive compared to Joey Turpin, with his large, hairy package, but he certainly put the more immature Chad to shame.

Lindsay pulled the spanking chair to the center of the front of the room and sat down. Mrs. Rose handed her the spanking towel, which she placed on her lap. Jimmy trembled. He knew from extensive personal experience just how much spankings hurt. Unlike Chad, who'd been spanked for the first time just 2 days ago, Jimmy had received at least one spanking in school a year since kindergarten, and had even been paddled in school on his pants covered butt last year. In addition, Jimmy managed to earn a spanking at home every few months on a regular basis, and his mother spanked him and sometimes paddled him on his bare butt. Lindsay was actually bigger and taller than Jimmy's diminutive mother, and with her longer arms looked like she could actually smack his butt harder. She also had a look of evil anticipation on his face, so he knew that she'd be doing her best to make him suffer.

In her best imitation of Mrs. Rose, Lindsay addressed Jimmy. "Jimmy Chen, you are going to be given a hard bare-butt spanking for talking back to Mrs. Rose and disrupting class. While I am spanking you, you must keep your hands away from your bottom and not interfere with my ability to strike your butt with my hand. You must remain over my lap until I tell you your spanking is over and that you may get up. You may cry and kick, but not so much that you interfere with my ability to spank your butt." She turned to look at Mrs. Rose. "Did I say that right?" she asked.

"Very good Lindsay," Mrs. Rose said. "I just want to add a couple more messages to Mr. Chen before you start blistering his bottom. Look at me, Mr. Chen," she said the Jimmy sharply. Jimmy reluctantly swiveled his head to look at Mrs. Rose. "Do not think that just because you're being spanked by a classmate that you're in for a less severe punishment that I would give you. I'm going to make sure that Lindsay spanks you as long and hard as I would, and you can be sure you'll be crying just as hard when she's done with you as if I had spanked you myself. Also, don't even think that you can resist her in anyway. I'm going to be watching your spanking, and if I see any signs of resistance in all, I will immediately hand her the paddle to use on your bare butt. Resistance on your part also may result in you getting a paddling this afternoon or an additional spanking or paddling tomorrow.

"Oh, and there's one more change in the spanking rules that I cleared with the principal and with your mothers today," she said, getting a grim little smile on her face. "In order to make sure that you young boys control yourselves when being spanked by our DAs, I have received permission to allow the DAs to restrain you by gripping your genitals. At the minimum I will insist that all of you little boys be held by your little penises during your spankings. If the DA's believe you need more restraint, they can include your scrotum in their grip, or if you need even more restraint, they may hold you down by gripping your scrotum alone."

The remaining color drained out of Jimmy's face. Around the room color drained out of the 4 other boys' faces as well. Chad's thoughts echoed those of the other boys. Emily or Lindsay could hold him down by his penis while spanking him, or worse yet, by his balls? His most delicate parts? The 4 seated boys looked at Jimmy with pity, meanwhile vowing to be angels themselves from now on.

Mrs. Rose was finishing her explanation. "So, Lindsay, during Mr. Chen's spanking today, you may hold him down by his penis, by his penis and scrotum together, or by his scrotum, whichever you think the situation and his deportment during the spanking warrants. That also applies to you, Emily, the next time one of these little boys earns a spanking for himself." She turned her gaze directly Chad and stared at him for a moment. Emily turned in her seat and stared at Chad too, mouthing "you're next" to him.

Mrs. Rose turned back to Lindsay. "Of course, we're counting on you girls to exercise good judgment and not grip the boy's genitals any more tightly than necessary during his spanking. Necessary punishment is one thing, excessive cruelty is another. Excessive cruelty will result in loss of DA privileges."

She surveyed the room, noting with pleasure the look of horror on Jimmy Chen's face and the four other boys she had assigned to the DAs. That should shake them up, she thought with satisfaction. Nothing like threatening to grab a boy by his balls to get his attention! She let her words sink in a minute, then addressed Lindsay. "Let's get moving, we have a lot to do this morning! Lindsey, would you please take this little boy by his genitals, bend him over your knee, and give him a sound spanking? And Mr. Chen, would you please be so good as to cooperate?"

Lindsay wasted no time, her left hand snaking out and grasping Jimmy's flaccid penis in her fist. She pulled him across her lap, Jimmy having no choice but to follow his penis with the rest of his body. She positioned him with his genitals between her slightly spread legs, so that his butt was in the middle of her lap. In this position, Jimmy's body assumed an inverted V. His toes were touching the ground on his right, and his head and arms hung down on the left. Unseen by the students, but obvious to Jimmy, Lindsay immediately relaxed her iron grip on the boy's phallus and was gently stroking it, bringing it almost immediately to its fully hardness. She covered up her actions with her left hand by pretending to fuss with his butt with her right, shifting its slightly this way and that on her lap, and pressing on his thighs to make him spread his legs out more.

She turned to Mrs. Rose. "May I check him for cleanliness before I start, Mrs. Rose?" She asked sweetly. "You know how little boys are."

"Of course, dear," Mrs. Rose replied. "I should have had him bend over to be checked before he went over your lap. We'll have to remember to do that from now on. Here, let me help you."

Mrs. Rose strode over to the thoroughly humiliated Jimmy and put a hand on each one of his buttocks, then pressed down, spreading them as widely as they would go. Jimmy winced as it felt like she was tearing him in half at his butt crack. Meanwhile, Lindsay kept stroking his penis, causing a confusion of feelings in Jimmy. He was terribly afraid of the spanking he was about to receive, and he was thoroughly humiliated at being bare naked in front of the entire class, and having had to let everyone look at his half-grown genitals and sparse pubic hair. That humiliation was compounded by the fact that Mrs. Rose, Lindsay, and all the children in the front left side of the class now had a clear view of his butt hole. His butt crack burned from the stretching Mrs. Rose was inflicting upon it. Yet the end of his penis tickled so pleasantly where Lindsay was stroking it that his position was almost enjoyable.

Lindsay leaned over Jimmy's butt, studying his butt hole closely. He could feel her hot breath against that usually private orifice. Meanwhile, her stroking of his penis was causing tiny pelvic contractions, so that his pink, wrinkled anus squeezed tightly and then relaxed every few seconds. Mrs. Rosen noted the movement and guessed at its cause, then decided there was no need to restrain Lindsay. Any pleasure she was giving the boy would stop as soon as she started spanking, and if she did happen to bring him to orgasm during his spanking and his orgasm was wet, she have an excuse to use the special punishment tools the school had obtained.

"I don't see anything in there, but a little lint trapped right where he squeezes together," Lindsay reported, "You know, the wrinkly part where the poo comes out." Jimmy's ears burned. She had to announce to the whole class that he had lint trapped in his butt hole?

Mrs. Rose released Jimmy's bottom, and Jimmy relaxed gratefully as the pain in his butt crack subsided. His relaxation was short-lived, however, because Lindsay immediately raised her hand and brought down with a sharp crack in the center of his right buttock. Jimmy was astonished at how much it stung. Although he'd been spanked many times before, and in fact, was the single most frequently spanked boy in his class, he'd still hoped she wouldn't be able to spank him as hard as Mrs. Rose or his mom. Instead, her first blow had been every bit as painful as the ones his mother dished out in the privacy of his bedroom. He stiffened as Lindsay second spank struck his left bun, also in the center. Her third spank, she landed precisely by her first, so that half her hand overlapped the area covered by the first spank. She did the same thing on his left buttock with her fourth spank, overlapping her second. The place where the two spanks overlapped on each side blazed with pain.

Lindsay continued down Jimmy's butt, making sure each spank overlapped the previous one, until she reached the crease where his butt joined his legs. Then she began methodically moving back up, still overlapping each spank until she reached the top of his butt crack. She then started spanking her way back down his butt again. By the time she'd reached the bottom of his butt the first time, Jimmy was becoming quite vocal, uttering a continuous "owwww, owwww, owwww!" with each "owwww" corresponding to one of Lindsay's spanks. By the time she'd reached the top of his butt, he was crying like a baby, drooping over her lap and producing continuous sobs. As Lindsay started her trek back down his butt, he began drumming his toes against the floor and begging her, between sobs, to stop.

"Aaaaaaa! Stop! Aaaaaaaa! It hurts! Aaaaaaaaaaa! Pleeeeeeeeease!" He wailed, arms flailing and legs scissoring. Lindsay ignored him and continued methodically beating his butt. Meanwhile, unseen, between his legs, she had tightened her grip on his penis and was methodically milking him, trying to bring him to orgasm. Despite the intense pain in his bottom and his continuous bawling, Jimmy's penis continued to respond, and he felt the familiar warm pleasure of impending orgasm building up in his groin even while unbearable pain continued to build in his hindquarters. In fact, the burn in his hindquarters just heightened his penile excitement.

As Lindsay reached the bottom of the boy's butt one more time, she shifted her target to directly over the boy's anus. Let's see how you like it right on the old pooper, she thought to herself. She also increased the strength of her blows, and at the same time, she increased the speed with which she was milking the boy's penis. The overwhelming pain on the base of his butt combined with a pleasure in the tip of his penis sent Jimmy over the edge. His buttocks contracted repeatedly in orgasm, but the orgasm, rather than being pleasurable, was dominated by the intense pain of the boy's spanking.

To the children watching, it merely looked like Jimmy was contracting his butt in reaction to the severe pain of being spanked right over his butt hole. Lindsay, however, felt the boy's penis head swell and contract vigorously in her hand. She waited for the gush of wetness she had expected, preparing to yank him off her lap and display to everybody the result of his perverted pleasure. Then she could sit back and enjoy the very severe punishment that was sure to follow. Thus, she was disappointed to feel nothing at all come out of the end of Jimmy's spasming penis. Dammit, dammit, dammit! She thought to herself. All her work to make him cum, and he's another little boy dry cummer! How dare he upset her plans by being too immature to produce at least one embarrassing little squirt!

Intensely disappointed at the collapse of her plan, Lindsay shifted the grip of her hand until she was circling just the boy's plump little scrotum. It took her several more spanks at the base of his butt before she was able to trap his pubescent little lumps between her fingers, because the boy continued squeezing his butt in the final spasms of his dying orgasm. Timing things carefully, she landed two tremendous spanks on the base of the boy's butt and a third in the lower center, making the last one as hard as she can hit. Coinciding with that last spank, she squeezed the boy's balls hard, grinding the two of them together for a couple of seconds. She then released his genitals, snaked her hand out from between her legs, and gripped the now squealing Jimmy by the small the back. With her right hand, she began methodically massaging his red, sore, bottom.

Jimmy, meanwhile, had been completely overcome with pain. The last three spanks had burned his bottom in a way he would previously have thought was impossible. At the same time, his prized little balls, whose growth he'd been so proud of, had suddenly been taken in a vice-like grip and ground together, so that they exploded with pain. It hurt worse than the time he'd gotten hit in the crotch by a baseball in Little League, back when he'd refused to wear a cup because it was uncomfortable. As he had done when the ball hit him, he drew in a deep breath, arched his back and screamed, and kept screaming for the next half minute, before gradually subsiding into racking sobs. Meanwhile, Lindsay kept massaging his butt, keeping the pain there alive as the dominant pain in the boy's balls subsided to a dull ache.

It took Jimmy a good five minutes to calm down enough that Lindsay could stand him on his feet. As soon as he was on his feet, he clutched his tortured scrotum in both hands, rocking back and forth and squalling. As his squealing diminished to the point where he had control of his voice somewhat, Jimmy began complaining to Mrs. Rose. "She – she – she – she – she squeezed meeeeeee!" He wailed. "She squeezed my balls! She squeezed them hard! It hurrrrrrrrt!" He gasped out. He continued clutching himself.

Mrs. Rosa got up and walked over jerking hands away from his genitals and placing them behind his head. "You know the rule about touching yourself, Mr. Chen," she said sternly.

Jimmy was bouncing up and down in pain and rage. "But M – M – Mrs. Rose! She squeezed my balls! Hard! It hurt!"

Mrs. Rose looked at Lindsay. "I had to restrain him by his little boy bag, Mrs. Rose," Lindsey said innocently. "He got a little wild during the last few spanks."

"Yes, I saw that," Mrs. Rose said. "Little boys often get wild, near the end of their spankings." She leaned over and inspected Jimmy's scrotum, yanking his limp penis out of the way so that she could see better. "You should know better than to try to escape while being spanked. Your scrotum looks fine to me," she said to Jimmy. "Now I don't want to hear another word from you! You were given a well-deserved spanking, and you were restrained in a proper fashion. Now turn around and show the class the results of your spanking."

Jimmy had no choice but to turn around and display his well spanked butt to the class. To heighten his humiliation, Mrs. Rose forced him to grab his ankles, so the whole class could see how deeply into his butt crack his spanking had gone, and how sharply the red of his butt contrasted with the white of his butt crack. The little piece of black lint was still visible, caught in the center of the boy's tightly-closed hole. To Chad's humiliation, the students around him immediately started comparing Jimmy's butt hole to his own. Worse, it seemed most of them thought that Jimmy's butt hole was by far the more appealing, owing to the fact that what it was a nice deep pink that made it look cleaner than his pink and brown hole, and that the wrinkle pattern on Jimmy's hole was almost perfectly even, unlike his own hole, which apparently had a few bumps and thicker wrinkles on one side. They all agreed, however, that Joey's butt hole was grosser, both because he had 'runner's butt' and because of the hair in his crack.

After giving the class a good view of Jimmy's well spanked butt and shy, pink little anus, he was turned to face a class once again, and left until he had stopped crying. The ritual of apologizing to the class for having to watch him be spanked and having to view his disgusting anatomy was gone through, and Jimmy was deposited on the punishment chair in the corner. Mrs. Rose announced that as a result of his attempt to avoid his final, well-deserved blows and his protests concerning Lindsay's quite justified grip on his scrotum, he would have to keep his feet on the second rung from the floor while in the corner.

Jimmy complied, staring into the corner angrily as he shifted continuously trying to find a comfortable position on a very uncomfortable bottom. That's what happens when a girl gets you by the balls, he thought to himself. It's just a matter of time until she yanks. He continued to bore holes in the wall with his gaze. He hated that Lindsay! She enjoyed hurting him and hearing him cry! And he was mad at Chad, too! It was his fault they all were getting spanked bare, and it was his fault that the principal was letting Lindsay and Emily spank them! He didn't care if Chad was his best friend and had been since kindergarten – he was going to pay!