St. Ann & James Mixed School Chapter 6
By Sister

Copyright 2010 by Sister, all rights reserved

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Editor's note: English is not Sister's native language and his prose reflects this. In some of Sister's stories, for purposes of clarity and readability, the editor has in certain cases corrected grammar, misspellings and typos. Many such errors have not been corrected so as to as much as possible maintain the flavor of the original work as submitted by Sister.

Chapter 6 – It's hard to be hard

Patrick was standing there in front of the class totally naked but, at least, now limp.

The shame for the act he had just performed was totally blinding his mind. He was always be so shy that until this morning nothing like that could be possible either during his worst nightmares

And now he had to be punished too for horniness nonetheless!!

He knew it will have to be one of the stricter standard punishment stated by the school's code of conduct but he was not able to figure out what could be worse than what was already happened. Nothing nice, that's for sure!

Mr. Clark took from his drawer a belt, a pencil and a couple of strings. Knotted the two strings at the pencil extremities then he fixed the belt around Patrick's waist.

Patrick, hands on the head, looked puzzled his teacher work.

Mr. Clark binded one of the strings to the front of the belt then took hold of the boy's penis tip eliciting a gasp from the youngster and lifted it up.

He put the pencil under the boy's penis binding then the other string to the belt and let go of Patrick's limp dick's tip.

Now the boy's wiener was laying limp over the pencil so that it was like horizontal out off the boy's groin.

While Patrick was still trying to realize the situation he was in, his teacher took the boy's prick between his thumb and index and pulled back his foreskin uncovering the boy's gland.

For the uncircumcised Patrick that was like to be more than nude.

He blushed even more for that while his girl mates opened their eyes even wider. What's up now? He thought in disbelieve.

Mr. Clark went once again to his desk and extracted from the drawer a little leather strap with 6 inches long and 1/3 inches wide tail mounted on a wood handle.

He returned side of the naked exposed boy.

"Now for your punishment" sentenced the teacher "You are going to receive 12 time this little strap on your penis to teach you horniness is not tolerate in this school"

loud gasps came from the children especially from the boys.

"Nooo!" said Patrick in panic "You cannot strap me there. You just cannot!"

"I can" came the reply "and I will. If you move a inch the strapping will restart again so I suggest you to be very still"

"Go there with your back against the wall" ordered the teacher to Patrick.

The nude boy slowly complied positioning as his teacher required.

"Now let's do it" ended the man and with that he lift his right hand armed with the little leather strap. Then down it came!

** SPANK **

"Aaaahhh!" screamed Patrick while a red line of fire appeared across his limp dick

** SPANK ** SPANK ** SPANK **

"Aaahh! Ouch!" Patrick felt like his dick was put right in the hell's frames and fought with all his strength to keep his hands on his head.

** SPANK ** SPANK ** SPANK **

"Aaaiiieeeh! Iiiih!" replied the boy screaming while his penis became redder and started to swell.

** SPANK ** SPANK ** SPANK **

Again the strap centered his little gland already on fire.

** SPANK ** SPANK **

"Aaaiiieeeh! Shrieeeekkk!" screamed again Patrick while his mates were covering their ears to soft a little bit the screams pitch.

It took some moments to Patrick to realize no other swats were raining on his now purple and sore dick.

"Your punishment is over now" announced Mr. Clark taking away from Patrick waist the belt within the binded pencil.

"You may now go back to your desk" added the man "You'll have your pants back at the end of the class"

A stark naked and sore Patrick took his way toward his desk at the end of the class. Along the aisle all the girls reached out with their hands to touch his sore privates looking at it with wide eyes and oohing at its redness.

More than one boy started the class with a solid hard on and most of the girls had their gusset moisted.

For Patrick side at least now he sat again in the relative privacy of his desk either if his sore wiener gave him difficulty to concentrate on the lesson.

The class, anyway, began.

To be continued...