Exposed at the Girls School

By Jamie

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This work is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It may contain depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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Billy knew he was n serious trouble and he knew it was his own fault. He was 15. He’d bunked the afternoon off school with his mates, they’d got hold of some alcohol and he had had too much to drink. He’d gone down to his girlfriend’s school at the end of the school day but she was not impressed as he started behaving stupidly because he was drunk. She’d told him to go away, so he’d lost his temper, shouted obscenities and then picked up a large stone and thrown it at a classroom window, which smashed. It wasn’t long before he was identified and caught.

Now it was the next morning, he had sobered up, had a headache and his punishment awaited.

He was in a small room in the girl’s school in his own school uniform. Nervous anxious not knowing what was going to happen. He’d been given the choice – be taken to the police or let the school deal with it. He had chosen the latter.

Mrs Jones, the headmistress knew just what to do with silly boys, who shouted, swore and broke windows. It would be painful but most importantly humiliating enough to make sure he would never do it again. She had gathered the school together for assembly in the hall and at the top end there sat a bench, a chair on a raised platform.

Mrs Jones entered and spoke to the girls about what had happened yesterday, how they ha d caught the boy who’d broken the window and that he was going to be punished and the school would watch, with a warning that they should never behave like he had done.

She called out to Mr Baxter, one of the few male teachers in the school and he led in the 15 year old Billy.
When he stood in front of her Mrs Jones continued,

“This boy, William Day, is the boy who yesterday missed school, drank alcohol, shouted and swore in our playground and the broke a window. Now I hope, girls, that none of you would ever consider missing school let alone drinking underage. William will now be punished in front of you all. Punishment, girls, especially for badly behaved boys, must be painful and humiliating to teach them a lesson and to make sure they never ever do it again. Do you understand William?”

“Yes Miss” whispered a worried Billy.
“I didn’t hear you” she shouted
“Yes Miss” he called out in a louder but faltering voice.
“Better” said Mrs Jones.
“Take your blazer off and pout it on the back of the chair and then bend over the bench.”

Billy’s eyes widened as it dawned on him that he was going to be beaten. He hadn’t been spanked for years, in fact not since he was 11 when his dad punished him for being cheeky to his mother. He shuffled over to the bench bent over and realised that he was looking at all the girls sat in front of him. He gulped.
Mr Baxter knew what he had to do. He held a big gym shoe and with a nod from Mrs Jones the first blow smacked against Billy’s bottom. It was followed by a yelp from Billy. The girls in the hall were silent as they witnessed the boy being punished. The first was followed by 5 more equally hard blows. Billy was struggling to remain in control and clenched his eyes tightly.

“Stand up” commanded Mrs. Jones
Billy rubbed his bottom as he stood up. His eyes were glistening with the start of tears. Some of the girls were whispering to their friends smiling whilst others looked shocked.

“Right William, that was for the broken window which you will of course pay for. Now to deal with the drunken behaviour.

Nor more thought Billy wiping his arm across his face to stop any tears from being seen. Hs lower lip quivered.

“I think the punishment for your behaviour needs to be something that you will never forget young man. Take your shoes and socks off.”

Billy looked at her wondering why she was saying that.

“Now” shouted Mrs Jones
Scared he quietly did as he was told.

“Mr. Baxter if you lease” said Mrs Jones
Mr Baxter smiled and said, “Of course Headmistress.”

He faced the boy, gave him a grin and told him very quietly not to struggle or he would be in even more trouble. He started to undo the buttons on Billy’s shirt ad then whipped the shirt off leaving Billy bare chested. He then ran his fingers down the boys’ chest until it reached his trousers. He undid the buckle and pulled off the belt. He folded it and then strapped it against his own hand. Billy was by now really scared. Was the man going to belt him as well.. Mr Baxter laid the belt on the table and walked behind Billy who was stood facing all the girls. He put his arms around the boy’s waist and undid the zip and with a flourish pulled the boy’s trousers down. He told Billy to stand out of them. Billy was now standing in front of 200 teenage girls in just his underpants.

He really was in shock as he didn’t know what would happen next. Would the pants come off too, how would he live with such embarrassment?

Mr Baxter stood back and Mrs Jones who had sat down during this time, stood up and addressed the girls.

“What do you think girls? He doesn’t look so brave now doe she? He looks like a little foolish boy.”

She walked over to Abigail, Billy’s girlfriend, though he was now not so sure. She had been furious with him.
“What do you think Abigail?” asked Mrs. Jones, “Do you think he has been punished enough?”
Abigail was surprised by the question and thought for a little while. She still liked Billy but he had been so stupid and embarrassed her. She could use this to her advantage….

“No Miss I think he needs a little more” she said with a serious face.
Billy’s jaw dropped in astonishment.
“I agree “said Mrs Jones, “what should it be?”
“Well Miss you said the punishment should be something he will never forget so he won’t be tempted to behave that way again. If that’s the case then the pants should come off.”
Billy was shocked and let out a “no” before he could stop himself. There was a bustle of excitement around the hall.

“Quiet everyone” said Mrs Jones sternly, “and you boy will not say anther word.”

“Excellent idea Abigail. Silly boys should be put in their place. When I was your age girls we lived in the countryside and there was a small pond on the edge of the village. We used to go swimming there in the summer. We girls as you would expect wore our costumes, all the boys swam naked. It was normal. Boys have no need for modesty. Take them off Mr Baxter.”

He stood in front of the trembling boy and looked him in the eye. He spoke quietly to Billy telling him to take his punishment like a man whilst at the same time putting his hands on Billy’s pants slowly rubbing the fabric which of course had the desired effect of arousing the boy. He smiled; when these pants came off the boy would be erect.

Billy didn’t know what to do or where to look. Not content with having him beaten he was now going to be stripped naked and he had a hard on. Before he could think of anything to do, Mr Baxter stood behind him and ripped off the pants. Billy’s penis sprang up and down and there was big ooohhhh from the girls.

Billy closed his eyes in shame and looked at the floor. Mr Baxter told him to look up and open his eyes and face everyone. He did as he was told and he turned bright red with embarrassment. The girls in the front row were getting an eyeful of his erect penis, they were smiling broadly.

“Quiet everyone” commanded Mrs. Jones. “There you see a silly naked boy. Let that be a lesson to anyone who thinks getting drunk is a good idea. Mr Baxter I think a few smacks will deal with that” she said harshly pointing at Billy’s erection.

Mr Baxter grabbed the boy roughly and bent him over the bench and swiftly applied 3 harsh spanks with his big hand. The pain and shock caused Billy to yelp out and tears began to flow. As the blood rushed to his bottom his erection subsided.

“Stand up, face the girls and put your hands on your head.”

The assembly was over and the girls began to file out. The doors were at the top of the hall so every girl had to walk past the platform where they could clearly see the naked boy. It wasn’t long before he was erect again.

20 girls remained with one teacher Mrs Purvis. Class 10 was Abigail’s class. Mrs Jones called them and got them seated round the platform. Billy stood there motionless, naked and erect in front of them all.

“Am I right in thinking your class are doing male anatomy in human biology at the moment?” asked Mrs. Jones.
The girls nodded
“Well I’m sure Mrs Purvis you could make use of a live model. So much better than pictures. I’ll leave you it” and with that she strode form the hall.

Mrs. Purvis stood up and smiled……

To be continued

(The End)