Teacher's Punishment From: [email protected] (Tom) It was Friday afternoon and work was just winding down, when I received a phone call from my step-daughter's math teacher. "Mr. Jackson I would like you to come to the high school immediately, its about your daughter, Kate." I tried to explain that it was difficult for me to leave work right now, even though I owned the business. However, Ms. Henderson was insistent that I leave immediately, as she wanted to go on a skiing trip. She was extremely rude, and I wound up saying that I would be right over, but it had better be important or she and I would be visiting the Principal's office. When I arrived at the high school, I went straight to Kate's classroom. There I saw my 16 year old step-daughter standing with her nose to the wall, sobbing her eyes out. Ms. Henderson was seated at her desk with a very smug look on her face. I immediately asked her what was the problem and she said Kate was caught cheating on a test. I knew this was impossible as Kate was one of the brightest kids in the class. Why is she standing in the corner crying, I asked. "I spanked her and told her to stand in the corner", she responded very curtly. "When and where did you spank her. I spanked her right in front of the class, I believe that punishment should be immediate. I then saw the straight-back chair in the front of the room and the thin ruler sitting on top of it. "Kate come over here." She turned, wiping the tears, from her eyes stood in front of me. She was wearing the traditional outfit of St. James Academy for Girls, blazer, starched white blouse, blue skirt that ended at the knees, blue knee socks and loafers. Being 16 and a sophomore she hated this outfit, it made her look like a 8 year old grade school child. She stood at attention, heels together, head up, hands at her side, just as I had taught her over the past year, when she was going to be questioned about an incident. I had married her mother a year ago. Ms. Henderson looked very impressed at her obedience. "Kate have you cheated on this test?" "No, sir" she answered. "Why does Ms. Henderson think you did?" "Because I was passing a paper to another student prior to the test." "What would happen if you were cheating?" "You would spank me so I wouldn't be able to sit for a month." "Now lets see the spanking, Ms. Henderson gave you, bend over this desk, pointing to Ms. Henderson's desk." She bent over to the desk and stretched herself across it. I turned towards her and flipped her skirt above her waist revealing white cotton panties and very red ruler marks on her thighs. "Pull your panties down to your knees and show me your bare bottom." Again she did as instructed. Her bottom was fire engine red from the spanking that Ms. Henderson had given her. You could see the marks from the ruler all over her rounded cheeks. "Ms. Henderson, did you do this to my daughter?" "Yes, I did." "Did you do this in front of all the other girls?" "Y-es" she answered not quite so confident. "Did you have my permission?" "W-ell no, but..." "There are no buts, Ms. Henderson." "Did you actually see my step-daughter cheating?" "Well no... but." "So, Kate was not cheating, She was spanked in front of her classmates and you did not have my permission to spank her. Is this all true, Emily?", he said, addressing her by her first name. "Well- Y-es." "Fine, Kate stand up, pull your panties up and go to back to the corner, Ms. Henderson and I have something to discuss." "Yes, sir." She quickly did as she was told and headed for the corner she had just come from. "Ms. Henderson it seems to me that what you did to Kate was both wrong and I believe you overstepped your bounds. You should have at least asked my permission prior to spanking her. In addition, you were wrong about her cheating. Do you have anything to say for your self, Young lady." I looked directly in her eyes. She was tall standing about 5' 9" in her high heels and beige suit, but I was taller at 6' 1". She started to look away, then became very defiant. "Look I am 35 years old and will not be talked to as if I am guilty of something. I am going skiing and have no more time for this nonsense. If you have a problem go see the Principal, she will back me up. I have to go." She spun around and started to leave the classroom. She had long blonde hair, her legs were long, lovely and straight; her short skirt and tan colored stockings displayed them beautifully. I grabbed her by her wrist before she could leave the room and sat down on the straight-backed chair that was still in front of the room. Over my lap she flew her head on one side and her long tanned legs on the other. I swatted her a good 5 times on her skirt covered fanny. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! That got her attention. "Yeoooooo - You HAVE NO RIGHT WHO do you think you ARE!!!