I caught one of my students looking up my dress again! You would have thought he would have learned his lesson the last time he called for spanking phone sex. Evidently not. He just couldn’t resist looking at my panty-covered ass and smooth cherry lips and how it outlined the way that it looked against my undies. I can’t help but wonder if he’s fantasized or daydreamed of seeing me lift my dress up and say “Is this is what you’ve been waiting to see, naughty boy?” But that is just inappropriate for a teacher to do. When he showed up after the school day was over, I looked at him sternly and said, “You are not learning your lesson, are you? I would have thought the last time when you were standing in front of all the girls with your bare bottom exposed, that you would have been humiliated. I would have even thought that when the principal showed up to paddle you, you would think twice. But now the number of swats you get on your bare bottom is going to be so much that the red marks will be there for days!” He said, “Oh no, but that’s really going to hurt! I don’t think I can take more than last time, Mrs. Brandy.” I looked at him and responded with, “YOOOOOOU don’t make the punishment and choices. I do.” Now pull your pants and underwear down and get ready to bend over!” As he was doing that, he heard my door open. My BFF was going to have a turn to burn his ass as well. He raised back up and said, “Who is she?” I said, My best friend. And she has her paddle ready as well!”
I looked at him and said, “Get ready for forty total swats! Twenty on each ass cheek.” He said, “That’s too much! It’s really going to burn!” I raised my voice, letting my southern accent take over, and said, “I can’t count the times I’ve had to call you in my office. You also had the nerve to call me a bitch a few times. You still haven’t received your punishment for that! You are no exception. Every student who has been caught doing something inappropriate has been in my office to receive their spankings with my paddle. One student was looking down my dress at my breasts. The other was not even a student but said he needed to be punished with spanking phone sex for looking at his neighbor sunbathing. He told me he went into her lingerie drawer and stole some of her pantyhose. Their bottoms ended up being red by me, you naughty student.” My best friend and I sounded out as I took my “submit” paddle and started to swat his ass. (Of course, I knew he was really giving it to himself because I could hear the swats that hit his bare bottom.) By the time he got to fifteen, he said, “I can’t take it, Mrs. Brandy, my bare bottom is really stinging!” I wasn’t going to even ask him if he had learned his lesson. My best friend tried to stop herself from giggling, but she couldn’t. I knew that had to be humiliating and embarrassing for him. If I weren’t his teacher and punishing him, I would have laughed too. Hearing his complaints would have made anyone laugh.
I looked at him and said, “No more resting! My best friend is going to finish giving you twenty-five more paddles against your bare bottom. Knowing him, he would have tried to look up my dress at my panty-covered ass. Or down my top to see if he could catch a glimpse of my 34C tits. I don’t deny that I have been known to wear revealing, tight dresses. It may be very tempting for a younger male to want to take in an eyeful. Some get an erection in their pants by hearing the way my younger voice speaks and the way that I smile. Some of my students have seen me in my front yard when they are driving by with their parents or walking home from school. But regardless of whether they see “a different side of me” it is no excuse to be naughty. He leaned back over my desk with his bare bottom in the air. I continued to sound out as my best friend gave him twenty-five more licks. If you were in his shoes and thought, “I wish Mrs. Brandy would laugh at me while I get punished.” I do my best to hold it in. In fact, they may just ask me to laugh at them because it makes them feel more embarrassed. By the time he was finished and knew that spanking phone sex wasn’t going to ease up and be milder, he said, “Look at my bottom. There are welts on it.” I looked and said, “You’d better walk home and sleep on your side tonight.” My best friend broke out laughing. I tried not to smile and allow myself to giggle at him. We showed him to the door, and I said, “Be good, keep your mouth clean, and don’t let me hear you call me a bitch on the way out the door. I may have to call you back in here and give you more!”
Will you be the next to end up in my office for being naughty? Reach me at 1-888-402-8669 and ask for Brandy
