0 comments/ 43181 views/ 4 favorites Shelby Strode's First Spanking By: Totzman Shelby Strode clutched the straps on her backpack nervously as she stepped through the doors of the Mary Louise Academy for Girls. Today was the first day of school, but that was not why she was nervous. Shelby caught a glimpse of her reflection in the glass entry doors, so she stopped to check it once again. Her appearance hadn't changed much since she checked it for the fifteenth time that morning in her bedroom mirror. Her light brown, shoulder length hair was clean and fresh. Her white blouse was ironed and neat. Her red and black plaid skirt was buckled snugly around her slim, eighteen-year old waist. Although she'd grown an inch or two over the summer, her skirt was still at regulation length, stopping at three inches above the knee. Her nails were freshly painted a bright crimson, her favorite color. Her feet were adorned with a pair of black leather shoes. Beneath her skirt, a brand new pair of white cotton panties were wrapped snugly around her firm teenage buttocks. A shift in the wind sent a cool gust of September air up Shelby's skirt, sending a wave of goosebumps across the surface her bare legs. Shelby hurried inside the building and rubbed her palms against her skirt to warm her thighs. "Shelby!" Shelby didn't need to look up to know who called her name. Emmy, her best friend since Kindergarten, stood across the hall smiling. The two girls outstretched the arms and ran towards each other to celebrate their reunion with a tight embrace. "How are you, babe?" Emmy squealed. "Great, so good to see you!" Shelby said. They playfully rocked each other back and forth, not releasing their grip even slightly. Emmy was dressed the same as Shelby, as did every girl at the Mary Louise Academy for Girls. Shelby and Emmy hugged each other tightly while the other students walked past them on either side. "Sucks we only got two classes together this semester," Emmy said, chewing on a piece of bubble gum. "I know, right?" Shelby said, finally releasing her friend. "Well, we always got text messaging," Emmy giggled, holding up her cell phone and wobbling it left and right with a grin. Shelby's expression dropped. "Not a good idea," Shelby muttered. "If we get caught-" Emmy rolled her eyes. "Oh don't worry about that, we're allowed to get in a little trouble now! We're Seniors, baby!" Emmy exclaimed. Shelby shook her head. She did not want to get in trouble. Not this year. The reason for Shelby's nervousness for this school year started because of what happened at the PTA meeting the previous May. While Shelby did not attend, her father told her afterwords what had happened. A new superintendent had been hired, a very no-nonsense, by the book former principal named Vera Harradine. She would oversee both the Mary Louise Academy for Girls and the nearby boys' school. Upon her introduction to the PTA, her first announcement was the introduction of her newly implemented policies. "I am reinstating corporal punishment in both of these schools," Harradine said. A hushed tone overtook the room, with many teachers and parents alike shocked by the announcement. "Corporal punishment was practiced regularly when I was a student, and schools did not have anywhere close to the behavior problems they've been experiencing recently," Harradine said. "Therefore, beginning this fall, I will be re-instituting corporal punishment as the primary disciplinary method for all infractions." Superintendent Harradine's announcement was met with much opposition among the parent and teachers, however it was met with equally as much support. After much disagreement and debate, the PTA settled on a compromise. Students could be punished via corporal punishment only if the parent of said child signed a consent form and submitted it to the school's main office. A month before the new school year started, one such form arrived in the mailbox at the Strode household. "No, Daddy, PLEASE, don't sign it!" Shelby had pleaded to her Father. "Shelby. Stop." Shelby's father looked her straight in the eye, and Shelby knew saying another word would be a big mistake. It was all because of Cara. Shelby had never been spanked as a little girl, or any time in her life for that matter. Her mother had been opposed to it and her father was the type of man who always deferred to his wife for such matters. After their divorce Shelby had free reign to do as she pleased for a few years and play her parents against one another for her own purposes. Then Cara came along. Shelby did not like her father's new girlfriend and Cara did not care for Shelby either. Shelby knew Cara had something to do with her father's decision to sign the corporal punishment consent form. It was the way she smiled when her father announced at the dinner table that he was considering it. After dinner, Shelby watched as her father sat at the kitchen table and placed his signature at the bottom of the page. All the while Cara casually whistled while washing the dishes just a few feet away. Hence, Shelby was going to make an extra effort to stay out of trouble this year. No senior skip day. No senior prank. Shelby had gotten this far in her life without ever getting a spanking and she did not want to get her first in Principal Lightner's office. "So where's your locker this year?" Emmy asked. "It's B-383," Shelby said. "I think that's over in the science wing." "Cool, mine's B-371. We're probably pretty close," Emmy said. The two girls hurried down the hallway, weaving their way between the throngs of students packing the narrow walkspace. Turning a corner, Shelby ran smack into Judy Schrein, almost knocking her over. "Watch where you're going!" Judy snapped. She glared back at Shelby. Judy had small beady eyes that made her look as though she was always angry, even when she wasn't. "Sorry, Judy," Shelby said. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine," Judy said. "You're not supposed to run in the halls." "We weren't really running, I just turned to see if Emmy was still next to me and I didn't see-" "Shelby,' Judy said. "All you need to say is 'yes.'" "Okay," Shelby said, defensively. Shelby was not going to like having Judy as a TA. Judy and Shelby had never been friends. To Judy, Shelby was always the pretty one, the popular one. In her four years as a student, Judy had not once been invited to a party or social gathering. It didn't help that Judy was not particularly friendly, but Judy didn't think there was anything wrong with the way she acted. To her, everyone was just mean and disrespectful because she came from a poor family. Now that Judy had graduated, she was back this year as a TA. This gave her some limited power over her former classmates, which she was all too happy to wield. Shelby and Emmy continued down the hall, slowing their pace somewhat as they could feel Judy's eyes burning into them as they walked away. Judy dusted herself off and walked briskly to her first class. She shot another glance back at Shelby, only to see she had now disappeared into the crowd. It made her blood boil how Shelby had tried to claim she hadn't been running. That was a straight-up lie. Judy was a TA now. She deserved respect, and she was going to get it. It seemed to Judy that Shelby was such a privileged child. Shelby went home every day to a three-story house, after her father picked her up in a Mercedes. Judy had to get by on food stamps to support her handicapped mother. If it weren't for her father's life insurance policy paying the way following his death five years earlier, Judy would not have been able to attend this school. And Shelby's father literally bought her a pony for her sixteenth birthday. A pony! Judy bit her lower lip as she assertively strode down the hallway, fuming. It was actually a horse Shelby's father had bought her, not a pony, but it made little difference to Judy. While Judy trudged into her first class of the day, Shelby made her way to the science wing to find her locker. "Here it is, where's yours?" Shelby asked. "Right here," Emmy said, at a locker little more than fifteen feet away. Reading off a small card, Shelby entered the combination to her locker and pulled up the latch. An empty space consisting of two hooks and a shelf appeared before her. Shelby knew she would have no trouble filling all of this space within the week. Shelby removed a photograph from her book bag and taped it onto the inside door of her locker. The photograph showed Shelby riding her horse, Pepper in a meadow over the summer. Shelby smiled and checked her watch, counting the hours until school was out so she could ride her again. After her first hour English class was concluded, Shelby stepped out of the classroom only to find Principal Lightner waiting for her. "Shelby, may I speak to you please?" Lightner asked. "What about?" Shelby asked, nervously. "In my office," he said. Shelby followed Principal Lightner to his office and took a seat across from his desk. This was not the first time Shelby had been in Lightner's office, but never before had she been this uncomfortable. Had she done something wrong? Shelby was certain she could not possibly be in trouble this early in the school year. Lightner shut the door before taking a seat himself. Shelby gulped. "Is everything okay?" Shelby asked. Lightner rested his hands on his desk. "As you're aware, Judy Schrein is a TA this year," Lightner said. Shelby nodded. "I know, I ran into her this morning," Shelby said. "Well, Judy tells me you were very disrespectful to her, and that you've been disrespectful to her for the past three years," Lightner said. Shelby bit her tongue. She should have known Judy would try to make a big deal of this. "I don't know why she thinks that," Shelby said. "Judy's always been bossy, and she was never a TA until today." Lightner adjusted his glasses and tapped his desk. "Be that as it may, she is a TA now and you have to respect her. I have TA's monitor student behavior in the halls and they report back to me," Lightner said. Shelby nodded. "It's just that, Judy goes WAY overboard," Shelby said. "She takes offense to the slightest thing!" Lightner nodded. He would try to give Shelby an out. "Well, then it would do well for you to work on being more sensitive to that. Judy just wants to be respected, so I called you down here just to let you know that," Lightner said. "You're not in any trouble, but I do want you let you know in no uncertain terms, that you MUST respect TA's as you would your teachers or me. Is that understood?" Shelby nodded. "Yes, sir." "Good. I expect Judy will make no further complaints about your behavior," Lightner said. "If I hear from her again, I will have to take action. I hope you understand what that means." Shelby felt her face flush red. "Yes," Shelby said just a notch above a whisper. Although Shelby was too worried to notice it, Principal Lightner was as nervous as she. He had never before in his life spanked a girl. And after fifteen years as a principal of the Mary Louise Academy for Girls, he had just been given not just the right- but the duty to do so. He was not certain how he was supposed to implement this new policy. For this reason, Lightner was as hopeful as Shelby was that this situation would not escalate any more than it had already. "I would hate for it to come to that," Lightner said. "And I know you would feel the same way. Hopefully you two can work through your differences." "Me too," Shelby said. Lightner was relieved that Shelby looked so nervous. He hoped that he had spooked her enough that she would not be a problem. Principal Lightner excused her and Shelby made her way to her next class. As she stepped out the doorway, Lightner opened his top desk drawer. Sitting inside, was a gift given to him by Superintendent Harradine over the summer. "Keep this in your office," Harradine said. "Use it when necessary." Lightner took it from her and placed it in his desk drawer as she instructed. A thick, sturdy, wooden paddle. ***** When classes dismissed that afternoon Shelby was eager to get home. She only had a few sheets of homework and after that: Barn Time! Shelby changed into a t-shirt and jeans and after waving goodbye to her father and Cara, Shelby hopped out the front door. The stables was only a short bike ride away so within minutes she was at the stall for whom she considered to be the greatest horse in the world, Pepper. Shelby named her for Pepper Potts from Iron Man, her favorite movie not about horses. After strapping her up with her saddle, Shelby took Pepper for a ride around the pasture, before hopping over the stream and escaping into the woods. It was easy to forget all about Judy, and Cara, and life in general out here. The forest was so quiet and peaceful. She would occasionally come across a deer or other wildlife, which would often make eye-contact with Shelby or Pepper before darting off into the woods. Around six o'clock Shelby knew she'd be expected home for dinner so she made her way back to the stables. As she removed the saddle, she noticed the fastening strap had snapped. Shelby had been meaning to buy a new one, but English saddles did not come cheap and she wanted to save up for a good one. She used to be able to just ask her father to buy it for her, but things had changed since Cara had moved in. Shelby would have to find a way to pay for it with her own finances. After putting Pepper in for the night, Shelby made her way back home. E-Bay had been her friend in the past for finding quality inexpensive horse accessories, so Shelby logged in. She found one with an asking bid of $250. That was within her price range. Only a few bids on it too. Shelby placed a bid. She saw the closing time was noon the next day. Shelby hoped she would get a chance to check it sometime between classes. ***** "Did you win it?" Emmy hurried to Shelby's side in the hallway and peeked over her shoulder. Shelby was checking Ebay on her phone and had been all morning. She'd been outbid around six that morning so Shelby increased her bid to $290. Now it was five minutes to noon and it appeared Shelby was still in the lead. "Cell phones need to be put away." Shelby stopped. Shelby looked up to see Judy standing directly in front of her. Judy must have been watching her like a hawk in this crowded hallway. "It's lunchtime," Shelby said. "Doesn't matter. Cell phones have to be turned off on school grounds," Judy said. She stood in the hallway blocking Shelby's path to the lunchroom. "It's on silent!" Shelby said. Judy narrowed her brows. "Why do you always have to always argue with me?" Judy demanded. "Is it so hard for you to just say 'yes' when I tell you something?" Shelby was about to shoot back a quip when she remembered what Mr. Lightner had said to her. "I'll put it away now," Shelby said. "Turn it off," Judy said. "Or I'll have to take it from you." Shelby sneered, and held down her phone's power button until the screen went dark. "Come on Shelby, let's find a table before all the spots are taken," Emmy said, taking Shelby's arm. Shelby grudgingly followed Emmy into the lunchroom. "Get used to me," Judy said, letting out a smile for the first time all year. "I'm not going anywhere." It took everything in Shelby not to turn around and slap Judy across the face. Shelby followed Emmy to a lunch table, seeing red every step of the way. "I'm not even hungry now," Shelby said, dropping her purse on the table. "You go buy something and I'll save your spot." Emmy walked over to the cafeteria line while Shelby waited at her table. The cafeteria was now packed with students, but Shelby could see Judy standing at the doorway with her arms crossed, observing the entire room with her chin tilted up, as though she needed to look down upon all of the students in the room. Shelby checked the clock on the wall, and saw it was only one minute to noon. Judy had shifted her attention to some girls seated in the far corner who were talking loudly. Seeing an opportunity, Shelby whipped out her phone and held it under the lunch table. She powered it on and checked Ebay once more. She'd been outbid. Acting quickly, Shelby placed a bid of $310. She was hoping to get it for under $300, but $310 was not a bad price. Shelby watched as the timer reached zero and the bidding was closed. Shelby had won. "Yes!" Shelby smiled, and slipped her phone back into her purse. "Got it!" Shelby said, as Emmy returned carrying a lunch tray. "$310." "Alright!" Emmy said. She set down her lunch tray next to Shelby and the two girls exchanged high fives. Then Emmy's face went cold. "Uh oh," Emmy said. Shelby looked up to see Judy approaching, with her eyes narrowed but her lips holding back just a hint of a smile, making Judy appear both angry and happy at the same time. "All right Shelby, you were warned," Judy said, holding out her open palm. "Hand it over." "What?" Shelby exclaimed. "Don't play dumb. I saw you take out your phone after RIGHT after I instructed you to keep it off," Judy said. "So you'll be giving it to me now." Judy flicked her fingers, beckoning Shelby to give her the phone. Don't say it, Shelby said to herself. Don't make this worse. Shelby took her phone from her purse and placed in in Judy's palm. "Thank you!" Judy said, cheerfully. "And so you know, I don't HAVE to give it back to you ever, but if you give me a full apology in a week I MAY consider returning it, IF you promise to adhere to school rules from now on, of course." "Just take it, Judy, I don't care," Shelby said. Judy crossed her arms again. "Oh. Right. Your Daddy is just going to buy you a new one. Must be nice," Judy said. Don't, Shelby. Don't. "Too bad you won't be able to call your boyfriend for the rest of the day," Judy said. "That must be hard. Hope it was worth it." Shelby had had it. "Oh for God's sake, Judy, get over yourself!" Shelby screamed. Judy's eyes went wide. "Excuse me?" Judy said. "Nothing," Shelby said, looking away. She already knew she was going to regret this. "Mr. Lightner is going to hear about this," Judy said. Air shot out of Shelby's nostrils as Judy walked away. Shelby turned to Emmy. "Bitch," Shelby muttered under her breath. Shelby looked up to see Judy still looking at her. Judy heard. ***** "I understand that but- what regulations are there?" Principal Lightner paced back and forth. He was hoping he would not have to deal with this situation. Not this early in the school year anyway. He clutched the telephone receiver in his hand, frustrated the cord was keeping him from pacing more than four feet from his desk. "Well, I mean, WHO is supposed to perform the- punishment?" Lightner asked. "You are, Gary," the Superintendent said. "Even though I'm male, and the student is female, it's- not a problem?" Lightner asked. "Did her parent sign the consent form?" Harradine asked. "Yes, her father did, I've got it right here," Lightner said, checking the consent form on his desk once again just to be sure. "Then it's not a problem," Harradine said. "But do I need to have a female present?" Lightner asked. "Just spank the girl, Gary," Harradine said. She hung up the phone. Principal Lightner looked up at Judy. She had picked up the consent form and was now reading the print carefully. "It does say a member of the same sex as the student has to be present to witness," Judy said. "I can do that. You can spank her and I'll witness." Lightner had to sit down. He was expected to do this. That made him uncomfortable for reasons he could not confess to anyone. Shelby Strode's First Spanking "How should I do this?" Lightner asked. "What do you mean?" Judy asked. "Well, do I have her bend over the desk, or chair? And how many swats should I give her?" Lightner had many more questions than that, but he needed a place to start. Judy placed her hands behind her back and raised her chin. "Well, when I was a girl, my father used to take my sisters and me over his knee. He would have us lift our dresses up and pull down our panties. He would spank us with his hand first, then proceed to use a paddle or his belt," Judy said. "Usually for about ten minutes. Longer if we gave him a reason." Lightner was silent for a moment. "You- think I should spank her- on her bare- I mean, without her skirt or pa- underwear on?" "Of course," Judy said. "She needs to get the message loud and clear. My father always said humiliation is as important as the pain." "All right," Lightner said. "We'll bring her down here." Judy smiled. "I'll get her myself," Judy said. "Where is Shelby now?" ***** Shelby was in Biology class at that moment. Her teacher, Mrs. Diamante, had a diagram of an algae cell projected onto the whiteboard when there was a knock on the door. "Come in," Mrs. Diamante said. The door opened and Judy stepped inside the room. Shelby felt her throat drop into her stomach. She knew why Judy was here. Judy said nothing; she just handed a note to Mrs. Diamante. Shelby fiddled with her pen apprehensively as Mrs. Diamante read the note. "Shelby?" Mrs. Diamante said. Shelby felt her heart skip. "Mr. Lightner would like to see you in his office," Mrs. Diamante said. A hushed silence went over the class. Shelby sat stunned for a moment; too afraid to move. She looked at her hands, and placed the cap onto her pen, until it made an audible click that echoed throughout the silent room. Shelby felt like everyone was watching her as she gathered up her notes and pens and placed them into her bookbag. She could feel Judy's eyes burning into her as she zipped up her book bag and placed it over her shoudler. Only the sounds of Shelby's shoes against the tiled floor could be heard as she walked up the aisle between two rows of desks and made her way towards the door. Judy followed her out and shut the door behind her. Somehow the hallway was even quieter than the classroom. Even Judy did not say a word to her. Shelby looked through the window of a nearby classroom at other students inside seated at desks. She would have given anything to be back in class now. Instead she followed Judy down the hallway. Shelby waited for Judy to say something. Anything. But Judy's lips remained shut. She didn't even look at Shelby. Judy just quietly walked alongside her down the empty hallway. After what seemed like an eternity of uncomfortable silence, Shelby was almost relieved to have reached her destination: Principal Lightner's office. Then the feeling of dread came over her again. There was only one reason Judy would be this quiet. Judy opened the door but did not enter. Instead, she waited for Shelby to walk ahead of her. Shelby paused, and trepidaciously stepped into the office. Principal Lightner was at his desk and he looked directly at her. She could see her sparkling pink phone resting on the Principal's desk. Shelby stood before him as Judy entered the office behind her and shut the door. Shelby waited for the Principal to speak. "I was- really, really, hoping it wouldn't come to this, Shelby," Principal Lightner said. Shelby felt as if the air had been drained from her lungs. She looked back at Judy, who stood determinately by the doorway, and then back at the Principal. Finally, Shelby was able to spit out a few words. "I'm sorry Mr. Lightner," Shelby said. "Judy was-" "Doing her job," Lightner said. "I know," Shelby said, "I talked to you already, so you know what has to be done," Lightner said. Shelby gulped. Lightner felt his pulse rise. He looked Shelby up and down. She was a very pretty girl. Like all of his female students, Gary Lighter tried not to notice her attractive legs peeking out from underneath her uniform red and black checkered skirt. He tried not to notice the smooth, creamy softness of her thighs. He tried not to think about what color panties she might be wearing. This was the moment he feared. The reason for Principal Lightner's nervousness about spanking one of his students was this: he was worried he might enjoy it. Yes, between his failing marriage, his unfulfilled sexual desires, and the fact that he spent six hours a day around pretty teenage girls in short skirts, Gary Lightner knew he secretly wanted to spank a student. Especially one of the pretty ones, like Shelby. And now he was being told he must. Shelby trembled. "Am- I going to be spanked?" Shelby asked. "I'm afraid so," Lightner said. Shelby took a half-step backwards. "Who is going to do it?" Shelby asked. She shot a glance back at Judy, wondering why she was still in the room. Principal Lightner stood. "I am," Lightner said. "Judy will be present to witness." Shelby gasped. "The form your father signed specified a male could spank you if a female is present, so I'll have to be here to observe, Shelby," Judy said. Shelby froze. Judy was going to see her get a spanking. This could not possibly get worse. Lightner placed a form on his desk and slid it towards her. "I'll need you to sign this form stating you understand why this needs to be done," Lightner said. Shelby set her book bag on the floor. Her hands trembled as she picked up the paper. "After you've read through it, sign and date it at the bottom," Lightner said. "When you're done- we will begin." Shelby felt her mouth go dry. It didn't seem real. This was actually going to happen. She was going to be spanked. And it was going to happen now. Shelby found it impossible to concentrate on the words in front of her. Her heart was pounding so fiercely she could feel it in her temples. She swallowed several times as she read the text in front of her, having to start over several times. Once she was sure she had pretty much gotten the gist of it, Shelby set the page onto Principal Lightner's desk. She felt her hand shake as she drew a pen and neatly printed her name. "Shelby Strode." She made sure to make every letter perfect. Below, she signed and dated it, "9-5-2012." Shelby handed the form over to Lightner. He examined her signature for a second. Satisfied, he slid the form into a folder marked with Shelby's name. "This will remain in your folder until graduation," Lightner said. "If, you should be sent here again, this infraction will be taken into consideration and you may be subject to additional disciplinary action." Shelby gulped. It seemed things were never so bad they could not get worse. Principal Lightner rose from his chair. "It's time," he said. Lightner opened his desk drawer, and removed the wooden paddle. Shelby gasped. It looked almost an inch thick. Smoothly sanded, and freshly polished, it looked as though it had never before been used. How lucky that Shelby would be the one to christen the newly carved paddle. How lucky that this paddle would be used to christen her, being that this would be Shelby's first ever paddling. Lightner placed the paddle onto his desk. "I'll be spanking you with my hand first, Shelby," Lightner said. "But I want you to know this is coming. Take a good look at it." Shelby had seen enough. She looked at Lightner and nodded. Lightner pulled out a wooden armless chair and took a seat. "I'll need you to get over my knee," Lightner said. Shelby took a step towards Principal Lightner and stopped. This could not be happening. "Come on Shelby, you heard him," Judy said. "Bend over. Skirt up." Shelby looked at Lightner. Skirt up? Lightner nodded. It just got worse. Shelby looked at Judy, then back at the Principal, then back at Judy. She walked over to Lightner's side and leaned over his lap. Lightner let out a quiet sigh as he felt the warmth of Shelby's body against his thighs. He watched apprehensively as Shelby lifted the hem of her skirt up to her hips. He felt a tinge of excitement upon seeing the back of her exposed thighs and her panty-covered bottom. Shelby's panties were white and silky smooth, and hugged the curves of her buttocks nicely. He could see the crease in the panty material where her cheeks met. He could not help but notice how round and full her bottom was, and how it seemed to barely fit inside the panties' tight material. The leg holes seemed to be a good inch above where Shelby's buttocks and thighs met, leaving a significant part of her lower buttocks already exposed. Her exposed skin was beautiful, Lightner noted. Shelby stared at the floor, imagining how she must look to Judy at this moment. She was beyond humiliated, having Judy and the Principal see her panties like this. What if he asked to remove those as well? The Principal, Judy, seeing her naked bottom. The thought was beyond abhorrent. Shelby prayed she would be able to keep her bottom in her panties for the duration of her punishment, but she knew if Lightner wanted them removed, it was best to comply. Being defiant had gotten her nowhere today. "I'm going to pull down your panties now, Shelby," Lightner said. Judy seemed to nod in approval at this. Shelby hadn't said a word of protest. Perhaps this was how things would work from now on, Lightner thought. If so, he could get used to this. Lightner took hold of the waistband of Shelby's panties and pulled them downwards. It was like unwrapping a present; bringing her round, succulent cheeks out from the confines of her flimsy panties. Lightner slid the panties down her thighs and left them just above her knees. That seemed adequate as far as he was concerned. Now Shelby's entire bottom was completely exposed. Lightner looked down at Shelby's bare buttocks, and Shelby's buttocks looked back at him. He looked up at Judy. She had her arms crossed and gave him another nod of approval. There was nothing stopping him. Shelby braced herself. Judy was watching her, basking in her humiliation. Is this what a spanking was like? She'd heard other girls tell her about this, but she'd never experienced it for herself until now. Lightner raised his palm in the air, and brought it down in a thunderous smack against her bottom. Shelby shrieked. How that stung! Her cheeks jiggled under the impact of the smack, which Lightner found pleasing. He smacked her again. Shelby squealed. Judy gave a quiet chuckle. How nice it was to see a spoiled brat finally getting what she deserved. Lightner spanked Shelby again. He alternated between her left and right cheeks, swatting each in rapid succession. Shelby quieted her squeals but still moaned with every strike. Lightner loved the way her round globes jiggled with each swat. He loved seeing the left cheek bounce and wiggle about and then the right, and then he'd smack her bottom in the middle to make both of them go at the same time. "Ow! Ow! I'm sorry!" Shelby pleaded. Lightner ignored her pleas and continued spanking her faster and harder. Shelby squeezed the chair legs and held on as tightly as she could. She couldn't imagine having this done to her as a child! As Shelby's cheeks brightened into a pinkish hue, Lightner slowed his pace. Slower, slower, he finally gave Shelby one final swat to the middle of her bottom. "Okay, I'm sorry," Shelby said. "I'll never do that again!" "Oh, we're not done yet, Shelby," Principal Lightner said. "I'm afraid we're just getting started. Judy, would you hand me the paddle please?" Shelby's eyes went wide with terror. "No! Please no!" Shelby said. "Not the paddle, please!" Judy was all too happy to retrieve the paddle from Principal Lightner's desk and hand it to him. "You thought a hand spanking was bad?" Judy asked. "You haven't felt pain yet." "Please, please don't paddle me pleeeeease!" Shelby pleaded. Lightner aligned the paddle with Shelby's bottom and mimed a spanking motion until he was comfortable with his grip. Judy rubbed her palms together gleefully, wondering how loud Shelby would scream once the paddle licked her. Lightner raised the paddle, and whacked her hard across her rear. "OWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!" Shelby screamed. Judy grinned in satisfaction. It was just the reaction she'd hoped. Lightner whacked her again. "OOWWWWWW, please stopppppp!!" Shelby cried. Although he couldn't paddle her as quickly as he could spank her by hand, Lightner increased his pace and paddled her slightly faster. The paddle was too long to confine itself to just one cheek or the other, but Lightner alternated between paddling her upper buttocks and the lower area where her cheeks met her thighs. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Shelby kicked her legs up and down, yet her behind remained defenseless against the wooden paddle. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Shelby squeezed the chair legs harder than ever. This was excruciating! There was no way she could have deserved this. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Tears formed in Shelby's eyes and trickled down her cheeks. Her screams turned to wailing before devolving into a soft continuous cry. As the paddling continued, Shelby's buttocks gradually changed from being slightly pinkish in hue to unmistakably red. Shelby shut her eyes and wallowed in what felt like a fire burning on her backside. She felt the pain fester into her skin and set both of her cheeks up in flames. "Please stobb now!!" Shelby cried. "Id too mchhh-" Shelby was sobbing to hard for Lightner to understand what Shelby was saying, but he was fairly certain he already knew the gist of it. "Pleasssse!" Shelby cried. "Stobb now!" "Stop now?" Lightner asked. "Don't you think you need a few more?" "No! NO!" Shelby cried. "I can't!" Lightner looked up at Judy. "What do you think?" Lightner asked. "I think she needs a few more," Judy said. "All right," Lightner said. "I'll let Judy decide when to stop." Shelby's crying picked up again as Lightner continued to paddle her. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! She writhed about on Lightner's lap, trying to find some escape from the paddle's nasty sting. Lightner kept a firm grip on Shelby's hip and kept her abdomen securely in place where it could receive more of the stinging swats. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Shelby was now bawling as Lightner paddled her bare bottom tirelessly. Judy giggled listening to Shelby's desperate whimpers. "I bet you wish now you listened to me more and showed me respect," Judy said. "Yes!" Shelby cried, hoping that telling Judy what she wanted to hear would draw some mercy from her. "Well, this is what you get," Judy said. "You couldn't be mature and do as you were told, so for that you're getting your little bottom spanked!" Judy giggled. "Owww! Please!" Shelby cried. Lightner looked up at Judy. "Her bottom's awfully red," Lightner said. "A little more on the thighs, then," Judy said. Lightner proceeded to paddle Shelby's upper thighs, causing her panties to drift further down her legs. "Ow! Judy please! I'll respect you! I promise!" Shelby pleaded. "Yes you will," Judy said. "I- I've learned my lesson!" Shelby cried. "I deserved to be spanked, I know! Please tell him to stop it hurts!" "Let me hear that again?" Judy said. "I deserved it, I admit it!" Shelby cried. "I needed to be spanked so I'd respect you and I do now!" Judy was moved by Shelby's declaration. She never expected to hear these words from Shelby Strode. "Well," Judy said. "Maybe you have had enough." "Yes, I have," Shelby sniffled. She lifted her head and looked Judy in the face. Beneath the tears, Shelby's eyes appeared to Judy to be genuinely remorseful. "All right," Judy said. "Three more, then you may stop." "Thank you," Shelby moaned, grateful to be facing only three more of the paddle's stinging swats instead of three hundred or so. Lightner raised the paddle and swung. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Shelby let out not a scream, but a long, drawn out wail, while dropping her head in defeat. Lightner set the paddle aside, exhausted. Shelby's bottom looked like a bright red apple in simmering heat. She bent her knees and began to rise. "Ah ah ah!" Judy said. "Don't get up yet." Shelby stopped. "I want a written apology from you, and a pledge to improve you behavior, handed to me by eight a.m. tomorrow morning," Judy said. "Okay," Shelby cried. "Include what you learned from this experience, too," Judy said. "I will," Shelby said. "You'd better," Judy said. "You may get up and dress." Shelby pulled herself to her feet. She cringed as she pulled her panties up back over her blistering hot buttocks. "I'll be holding on to your phone for a week," Lightner said. "If you write Judy your apology letter as she requested, you'll have it back then." "Yes, sir," Shelby said. "Good. You may return to class," Lightner said. Shelby awkwardly hobbled over to pick up her book bag, and slowly trudged out of the room. ***** >>> Dear Judy, I am deeply remorseful for the way I've treated you at school these past few years. Especially now that you are a Teacher's Assistant. You earned your position at this school, and for that you deserve respect. I am deeply ashamed that I failed to give you this. I've learned first hand the consequences for disrespectful behavior. I will be the first to admit I deserved exactly what I got. It is unfortunate that it took a spanking to make me realize this, but it is fortunate that I was able to get one. I offer you my most humble apologies for what I've done, and I can only hope to have your forgiveness. You have my solemn promise I will never treat you this way ever again. I know it was wrong what I did, and I know that if I ever do so again what will happen to me. Being spanked is painful, embarrassing, and most of all, humbling. It made me realize there are other things in the world bigger than I am, and that my problems aren't the only thing I should consider when going about my day. For this reason, I believe I have greatly benefited from my spanking. As I write this, my bottom is still quite sore and uncomfortable, and this will serve as a powerful reminder to me. Even after the pain fades, this experience will be etched permanently into my memory. I do not want this to happen to me ever again. In addition to an apology, I would also like to offer you my thanks. You did me an immense favor reporting me to Principal Lightner. My spanking will help me become a better person, and that could not have happened without you. I believe you will be and already are fantastic TA. You recognized that my bottom was in dire need of a spanking, and you did what was necessary to make sure I got what I deserved. For that, Judy, you have my most sincere gratitude. Thank you for accepting my word when I promised to change my ways. I promise I will not let you down. I am truly grateful for the mercy you took when you asked the Principal to end my punishment. I am certain you will never regret it. Please accept my most humble apologies. Sincerely, Shelby Strode Shelby read over the letter once more before stuffing into the envelope. She'd written and rewritten it countless times, before finally choosing words she thought would satisfy Judy. As much as it humiliated Shelby to write "my bottom was in dire need of a spanking," she knew Judy would appreciate the pride Shelby swallowed in phrasing it this way instead of "I was in dire need of a spanking" or something less belittling or embarrassing. Shelby Strode's First Spanking It seemed to Shelby erring on the side of over apologizing was the best route for convincing Judy she had changed, so she spared every reservation she had in writing her apology letter. When she walked into school the next morning, Shelby clutched the envelope in her hand and tentatively made her way through the halls. It did not take long to find Judy. She stood in the middle of the hallway, instructing students not to run and remind them class started in less than a minute. Judy spotted Shelby and did not take her eyes off her as Shelby approached. Timidly, Shelby handed Judy the envelope. Judy snatched it from her hand and ripped it open. Shelby stood silently as Judy's eyes scanned the page. Judy looked up at Shelby. "You're welcome," Judy said. "This is good. You did a great job." "Thank you," Shelby said. Judy tucked the letter into her purse. "You need to get to class, you're late," Judy said. Shelby paused for just a fraction of a second. "Yes, Judy," Shelby said. "Smart answer," Judy said. Shelby nodded and hurried off to class. As she disappeared into one of the classrooms, Judy removed the letter from her purse and read it again. Judy took her time reading the letter, taking in every word. When she was finished, Judy placed the letter in her purse again. For the first time that day, she smiled.