CUTTING CLASSES:

A Fantasy

 

This is a fantasy, since I have never skipped a class, but it is what I fantasize happen when I do skip classes at age 17. In this fantasy, I skip classes three times and my parents hear about it. In this fantasy, I have a sadistic Vice-Principal who believes boys should be spanked soundly.

 

 


In this fantasy, I am 17. My father knows Mr. Smith, the Vice Principal of our high school very well. He believes that boys should be spanked on their bare bottoms when they are bad, even at my age.

The first time, I skip a class, the Vice Principal, Mr. Smith calls my father about it and tells him. He tells my father that If I do it again I could be suspended, and he was telling him first so he could do something about it.

When My father gets home, he confronts me with skipping that class.  He is angry. He says I shouldn't skip that class and I need my education. I say it wasn't an important class. He says "All Classes Are Important!". He says "You could be suspended if you skip any more classes. This time I am going to ground you for three weeks. You must come right home after school. Next time it will definitely be worse".

I think it could be worse. I could be grounded for a month or more.

About two weeks later I cut another class. Mr. Smith calls my father and tells him about it and warns him that I will be suspended if I do it again. He says to my father, "I personally think that Chris needs to be spanked on his bare bottom. That will teach him a lesson". He continues, "Boys never seem to grow out of needing a bare bottomed spanking".

My father says "He's too old to be spanked, particularly on his bare bottom." The Vice Principal tells him that I am not too old to be spanked and I could definitely use it. My father says "I will think about it". My father does think about it. He wonders if maybe Mr. Smith is right and maybe I do need to be spanked soundly on my bare bottom. He wonders though, he thought I was too old to be spanked.

When my father comes home he confronts me with skipping that class. He is very angry with me. he tells me "You are still grounded for another weeks and you skip another class, what can I do." I reassure him that I won't do it again, and he shouldn't worry about it.

My father tells me that the Vice Principal told him that

he thought that I ought to be spanked on my bare bottom. He says to me I disagreed with him, since I think you are too old to be spanked. Now I begin to wonder if maybe you need to be spanked after all.  I think just maybe you you might just need a sound bare bottomed beating to keep you in line.

I say, "No Dad, I am too old to be spanked. I am too old to be spanked. Mr.  Smith is wrong. I don't deserve to be spanked on my bare bottom.  Dad don't Spank Me.", arguing.

My father thinks for a moment. He says "Chris I think you need to be spanked. I had thought that you are too old to be spanked but now I have changed my mind. I think you aren't too old to be spanked on your bare bottom.  Now, while your mother and your little brother and sister are out I can spank you right now, or we can wait till they come home and spank your right in front of them. We know how much you like being spanked on your bare bottom right in front of them".

I say "Dad, I don't want to be spanked, but if you have to spank me, I'd rather have you spank me privately".

My father tells me, "Chris, I want you to go out tothe barn and get one of those ping-pong paddles that are out there with our ping-pong table and bring it in here. I nervously go out to the barn and get a ping-pong paddle and bring it into the house.

I give the ping-pong paddle to my father. He gets up and gets a stool from the kitchen and brings it into the middle of the living room. He takes off his sweater, rolls up his sleeves and sits down on the stool. He tells me to face him.

I nervously face my father. He unbuckles my belt and unfastens my pants. He unzips my zipper and pulls my jeans down. They fall down around my ankles. He pulls down my underpants. Now He tells me to bend down over his lap. I nervously, rather awkwardly bend down over my father's lap with my pants and underpants down around my ankles and my bottom bare at age 17. My father pushes my shirt up out of the way and lectures me about skipping classes as I lie over his lap with my bottom bare and my pants and underpants down to my ankles, feeling very embarassed.

I think to myself, "This is so humiliating and embarassing being spanked on your bare bottom over your father's lap at 17. I mean I'm too old to be spanked. My cock is starting to get hard now and I am feeling very embarassed at being turned on by this situation."

Now with me lying over my father's lap with my bottom bare, he starts to lecture me about cutting classes and telling me why I shouldn't, and he tells me how he will beat my bare bottom if I cut another class. He tells me that If He finds out I've skipped another class, he will spank me totally bare right in front of my whole family, and it will really hurt". Now my father takes one hand and puts it on my back to holdme down. He takes the other hand and starts to spank my bare bottom with his hand, rather hard. It doesn't hurt nearly as much as he would if he were paddling my bare bottom witha stick or that ping-pong paddle, but it does hurt. He continues to spank my 17 year old bare bottom, making it pink. I ouch and oww a little. My cock is getting hard under there as I am getting spanked and this embarasses me as well.

After a while my father stops. He says "Chris, I don't think you are learning your lesson". He is aware of my hard on. He Continues, "I think I need to spank your bare behind with this ping-pong paddle.  He tells me to pick up the ping- pong paddle off the floor and give it to him. I awkwardly, pick up the ping-pong paddle up off the floor and give it to my father.

My father takes the ping-pong paddle and spanks my already pink bare bottom with that paddle making it sore and red. Oww Oww I ouch and Oww, that ping-pong paddle hurts.

He is Beating my bare bottom hard with that ping-pong paddle.

My cock is now much less hard. My bare ass is getting red and very sore, and I am feeling very humiliated, and embarassed.

After a while of spanking my bare bottom, he stops. He argain lectures me about skipping classes. He tells me that If I ever skip a class again, He will paddle my bare bottom right in front of my whole family, totally bare and it will definitely hurt. I tell him I won't do it again.

Dad then lets me get up and pull up my pants. I am feeling very humiliated and embarassed at this.

When my mother comes home with my little brother and sister, he tells her what happened. He told her that he spanked me on my bare bottom. He also told her that if I ever skip another class, he will paddle my bare bottom right in front of my whole family. She agrees with him. She tells me "I agree with what your father did. I only wish I were here to see you get spanked. Next time we all will." I reassure her I won't do it again.

The next day my father tells Mr. Smith, the Vice Principal at our school, that he took him up on his suggestion and spanked me soundly on my bare bottom, and he hopes it will do the trick. Mr. Smith tells my father that it should, and if it doesn't do the trick, spank me again.

My father tells him that if I do skip another class that I will definitely get a bare bottomed spanking, harder than before. Mr. Smith tells my father he did the right thing by spanking my bare bottom.

Now Mr. Smith is a real sadist. He also doesn't like me much at all. He thinks I am a wise-ass, and need to be spanked, soundly and frequently Several times he has told me as much, that if I were his son, that he would pull down my pants, take me over his lap and beat my bare bottom till it was red as a beat regularly.  He is so humiliating, and he knows it bothers me. He loves to humiliate me. He would just love to take down my pants and spank my bare ass.

I'm really glad our school doesn't allow corporal punishment, or I'm sure he would beat me himself.

About several weeks later, he gets very angry with something I do that he can't do anything about. He feels that I don't respect him and that makes him very very angry, and he wants to get me beaten on my bare bottom again. He decides to get even for my lack of respect.

He calls my father. He tells my father that I skipped another class, and if I do it once more I will be suspended for five days. Mr. Smith tells my father "You should really spank his bare bottom again. He could definitely use it. You should also know that he is a real wise-ass in school and really needs to be punished, as he is disrupting school and if I do it again he may have to suspend me also for it for two days. He tells my father that if I were his son he would pull down my pants and paddle my bare bottom soundly and I would remember it for a long time.

He is lying about my skipping a class and exagerating my lack of respect rather badly, trying to get me in trouble with my father.

When my father gets home from work, he is furious. He is real angry at me. He confronts me with our whole family there. He tells me "Chris your school's Vice Principal called me today and told me that you skipped another class. He told me that if you do it again, that you will be suspended for five days. This has to stop! He also told me that you are disrupting your school and you are asking for trouble, and if you do it again, you will be suspended for two days. Now I want you to behave!"

I argue with my father "Dad, I didn't skip that class. I was there today, and I am not disrupting school. Mr. Smith just hates me. He is trying to get me in trouble, so you will beat me.".

My father gets angrier thinking that I am lying. Since I lied when I was earlier, I am lying now. He says angrily "Chris You are lying. You always lie when you get in trouble. I feel I should trust Mr. Smith. What reason does he have to get you in trouble?"

I try to defend myself "Dad, I am not lying! He is lying! He is trying to get me in trouble 'cause he hates me.

I don't know why he hates me. He says I am a smart-alec and I don't respect him, and that if I were his son he would beat my bare bottom regularly. He's just mad because he can't spank me himself. That's what he wants to do"

I shouldn't have told my father this.  My father continues to think I am lying about cutting the class.  He is very angry and really can't be reasoned with. He yells at me "Chris, I think he is right! You do deserve a Sound Bare Bottomed Beating!  That would teach you a lesson!  You are lying about cutting classes and you Know it! I know it!"

"You are definitely going to get spanked for this and arguing with me and denying it isn't going to get you out of it.  Since you are Lying I am going to Beat your fat lilly white bare bottom harder because of it. We warned you that if you ever cut a class again, that you would get paddled on your bare bottom right in front of your whole family".

Now I don't want to be spanked on my bare bottom in front of my whole family, particularly for something I didn't do. I didn't lie and I didn't cut a class (this time at least). He is exagerating the other thing as well. This is unjust. This is so humiliating and embarassing, being spanked on my bare bottom at 17, particularly in front of my whole family. Little did I know that my father told Mr. Smith that he spanked me last time.

I argue again, "Dad, I didn't skip that class! I am Not Lying! Mr. Smith is Lying! He is trying to get me in trouble!

Dad, Don't Spank Me! I am too old to be spanked! Especially in front of our whole family!"

My father gets even angrier. He yells back again "Don't Argue with Me! You are Lying and I Know It. You Always Lie! We Caught you, and You are going to be beaten on your bare bottom like when you were 10! You aren't too old to be spanked. You weren't two weeks ago. I am going to beat your bare behind till it is Red as a Beat. You are Going to Learn your Lesson this time for sure!".

This is very embarassing because my whole family is there watching us argue, knowing that I am about to get spanked on my bare bottom right in front of them.

I argue again "Dad, what about my privacy. Dad, don't Beat me. Please! This is Very Embarassing!".

My father is very, very angry and I am making it worse by arguing with him. This arguing is not going to get me out of getting spanked. I should know this by now, since it hasn't kept me from getting spanked in the past but I still argue with my father.

My father tells me "Chris, This is supposed to be Embarassing and Humiliating as well. This is why we are doing it. As for your privacy, you don't deserve any. Now Don't Argue With Me. You are going to get Spanked on your bare bottom and there is Nothing you can do about it. If you argue with me any more I am going to beat your lilly white bare behind harder, and I may decide to give you another beating tomorrow for good measure as well".

I give in, thinking it will be better this way. I say "Ok Dad, you can spank me."

My father tells me "That's better. Now I want you to go out into the barn and get two things. I want you to get the ping-pong paddle that I paddled your bare behind with two weeks ago and I want you to get a piece of board or lathe, like a piece of 1x2. If I feel you still need more spanking I will use the board."

I go out into the barn and get the ping-pong paddle he paddled me with two weeks ago, and I look around for a stick. I am hoping to find something that won't hurt me too much. I find a piece of thin lathe about a quarter of an inch thick and about an inch wide. I figure it can't hurt too much, but am I wrong!

Meanwhile in the house, my father goes out into the kitchen and gets the stool and brings it into the living room, where I will be beaten. He goes up to his room, and takes off his sweater and takes off his shirt and puts on a short-sleeve tee-shirt and comes back downstairs to wait for me.

I bring in the ping-pong paddle and the stick and he approves of them. He sits down on the stool and tells me that I am going to be beaten bare. He tells me to take off all my clothes down to my underpants and he will pull them down.

I take off my shoes. I then take off my socks and put them in my shoes. I now take off my shirt as my whole family watches me strip so I can be beaten bare. My father tells me to fold up my clothes or he will beat me harder. I fold up my shirt. I now unbuckle my belt and unfasten my pants. I now, with my whole family watching me, unzip my zipper and take down my pants and step out of them, rather awkwardly. I fold them up, not wanting to be beaten harder. Now all I have on is my underpants.

My father tells me to take the ping-pong paddle and the stick that I brought in from the barn and place them on the ground near where I can reach them, and I do that.

My father now tells me that it is time for my spanking.

He tells me to face him. He pulls down my underpants and I step out of them and I am now totally bare in front of my whole family.

My father tells me to bend down over his lap. I bend down awkwardly over his lap, now totally bare in front of my whole family at age 17, feeling totally humiliated and embarassed.

Boy, do I hate being treated like this. This is so humiliating, and embarasing. I feel very ashamed. I mean I'm 17 years old and fully grown.

My father puts his free hand on my back to hold me down.

He starts to lecture me as I lie totally bare over his lap, about to be spanked in frong of my whole family at 17.

My cock now starts to get hard, as I lie over my father's lap bare, feeling very embarassed. He continues to lecture me, as I lie totally bare over my father's lap about to get beaten.  I am feeling very awkward.  This is not a position a grown man of 17 should be in, especially in front of my whole family. I am now feeing embarassed as well because my cock is hard, and I am feeling turned on by this humiliation and embarassment.

My father continues to lecture me as lie totally bare over his lap. He lectures me about lying and denying and being a smart-alec, and causing trouble and being a disruption. He tells me my bare bottom will be very sore in a while. I dread it. I don't like being beaten, particularly like this.

Now My father tells me that "this is going to hurt me more than you". He takes his hand and starts to spank my bare bottom with it.  He spanks me very hard, making my bottom pink and a bit sore. It doesn't hurt as much as the paddle but it does hurt and I am feeling embarassed and humiliated as well. My cock is still hard. He continues to spank my bare bottom with his hand rather hard making it redder and redder.

Then he stops. He says "Chris, You aren't getting enough out of this spanking. Give me the ping-pong paddle. I give my father the ping pong paddle as I lie bare over his lap with my bottom now very pink from the hand spanking.

Dad takes the paddle and starts to paddle my bare bottom with that ping-pong paddle. He paddles my bare bottom with that paddle real hard. It hurts. I Owch and Oww. My bare bottom gets very red and sore, and he continues to paddle me with it. I owch and Oww. It hurts. My bottom is real sore.

I wish he would stop. It hurts OWCH OWCH, but he continues to spank my bare bottom with that paddle.

After a while he stops spanking me. I am very sore. It hurts, it really does.

Now he tells me to pick up the stick and he is going to give me some more for good measure. He tells me "I am continuing to paddle your bare bottom like this because you lied to me and you denied it and you argued with me". I give
him the stick.

Here I am totally bare lying over my father's lap at 17 getting my bare bottom beaten in front of my whole family. I am feeling so humiliated and embarassed. My cock is no longer hard.

He takes the stick and beats my already red and very sore bare bottom with it very very hard. I OWCH OWW OWW

It Hurts OWCH OWW. He continues to paddle my bare bottom

with that stick. Boy was I wrong about that stick. After a while he stops beating my bare bottom with that stick.

He lectures me as I lie over his lap totally bare in front of my whole family with my bare bottom now bright red.

He finally lets me up and I get dressed.

He tells me that if I ever skip another class, that I can expect a bare bottomed beating just like that one. I tells him I won't skip another class. I hope that Mr. Smith doesn't tell on me again and get me in trouble.

The next day, my mother and brother and sister are out of the house. My father tells me that since I argued with him that I am going to get another spanking.

I argue "Another Dad!". He says "Yes Another! You have a choice. If you argue with me I will beat your bare bottom in front of our whole family. If you don't I will spank you privately.

I give in, not wanting to be spanked publicly on my bare bottom again.

My father tells me to go into the kitchen and get the stool and bring it into the living room. I go out and get the stool and bring it into the room, and place it in the middle of the room.

My father takes off his sweater and rolls up his sleeves. He sits down on the stool and tells me to face him. I face him. He unbuckles my belt and unfastens my pants and uzips my zipper. He then pulls down my pants and underpants, and they fall to my ankles. He tells me to bend down over

his lap.

I awkwardly bend down over his lap, with my pants down to my ankles.

My father pushes my shirt up out of the way. Then he puts his free hand on my back to hold me down.

Dad tells me "Son this is going to hurt me more than it is you!". He takes his hand and spanks my bare bottom with it rather hard, making it pink. It hurts, but not too much. I owch a little bit I oww a little, and my cock is a bit hard.

He continues to spank my bare bottom with it, making it sore.

He spanks me for about five minutes and lets me up.