John Crosby had been head of Physical Education (PE) at St Davids public school for boys for 8 years . He was well respected amongst both staff and boys and had been responsible for a significant improvement in the standard of games throughout the school. He was totally dedicated to his job and was prepared to give up much of his free time to help the boys develop their skills in a wide range of sports. He was well liked by the headmaster Dr Smithers who was proud of the school and its sporting achievements. Dr Smithers held traditional views on education believing that boys would only fulfil their potential in a well disciplined environment where if necessary corporal punishment would be used to maintain good order.
Dr Smithers had developed a system whereby he would deal with the most serious offences commited by the boys but for lesser misdemeanours he would delegate the responsibility to three other members of staff. Three years ago he approached John and asked if he would take on that role and having firm views himself John readily accepted the responsibility of disciplining boys when required. Other teachers were quite happy to send boys who had stepped out of line to John because they knew that he would administer the appropriate punishment to that part of a boys anatomy designed to receive it. If a boy transgressed he would be sent to John's room at break or lunch time and after a quick interview to ascertain the facts sentence would be passed and the boy would be told to return immediately after school for it to be carried out. When the boy reported for punishment he would change into his PE shorts and receive up to 6 strokes of the gym shoe across his barely protected bottom. These were not just symbolic light smacks but full blooded whacks that would leave the boys bottom marked for up to a week. On a normal evening three or four boys could be seen waiting outside John's office often with a tear in their eye gently massaging the back of their trousers waiting for the instruction to change into their shorts to receive their just desserts.
As well as slippering boys on behalf of other teachers John also used the same form of discipline in his own lessons. If a boy stepped out of line in a games or PE lesson he knew that his backside was liable to feel the slipper whacking across it and this fact deterred boys from any silly behaviour in John's lessons.
John had always been interested in sport and thoroughly enjoyed his job. He derived immense pleasure from seeing the boys suceed in all their activities but he had to admit that he also derived satisfaction from applying the slipper to the bottoms of boys who had been naughty. For him there was nothing better than a boy bent over presenting his bottom for the purpose of getting a jolly good hiding across it. He would often supervise boys as they changed into their shorts looking at their tender white behinds knowing that shortly they would be presenting that for punishment with the slipper. He liked to see their faces grimacing as the slipper cracked across its target and most of all he liked to see their crimson bottoms after the slipper had done its work. Fortunately for John he had a steady supply of tender backsides on which to operate so rarely a day went by when some poor lad did not have to present his backside for a sound walloping.
John however was not entirely satisfied and the reason for frustration was Timothy Lewis in form 2S. Tim was the model pupil;he was good at sport his work was always handed in on time and he never got into the sort of scrapes that some of the other boys couldn't seem to avoid. He was popular with his classmates and although he did not try and ingratiate himself with the teachers his behaviour was beyond reproach. Timothy was a good looking lad with fair hair and pale skin but at thirteen and a half had not yet reached puberty. As far as John was concerned he had the most perfectly formed bottom that he had ever seen. It was not large by any means but it just seemed to jut out that extra few millimetres and the two milky white cheeks were almost perfect hemispheres. Several of the other boys in form 2S had felt the slipper and a few even had been caned but young Tim had never even come close to having to present his bottom for punishment. John had observed Tim changing for PE and games and his attention had been caught by Tim perfectly formed backside but there was nothing in Tim's behaviour that warranted him being punished. John had watched him like a hawk trying to find a reason to apply the slipper to Tim's rear but his behaviour had been exemplary not only in PE lessons but throughout the school. John would ask other teachers about Tim's behaviour but he would always with the same response praising the lad and his whole attitude to work. It seemed that John wasn't going to have the pleasure of warming that young man's backside.
John was sitting in the staffroom one Tuesday talking nonchantly to George Robbins the latin master. They weren't discussing anything in particular when George turned to John and made a casual remark that he had caught young Lewis in town at lunch time the previous day buying a model train and that he was going to send him to the head to be dealt with. John knew that it was a serious offence for a boy to leave school without permission and that Dr Smithers would almost certainly cane young Lewis for braking such a strict school rule but he wanted to be the one to deal with Lewis rather than the head.
"Don't worry George send him to me, I'll deal with him." John replied as nonchantly as he could.
"OK John I'm sure you'll know how to deal with him." George grinned as he answered."He is coming to see me at the beginning of break; I'll send him down to your office."
John could barely wait for break to arrive. He made his way to his office 5 minutes before the bell to await the young miscreant but he knew he had to control his enthusiasm. Three minutes after the bell he heard a timid knock on his door and he shouted the person the other side to come in. Sure enough it was young Lewis.
"Ah Lewis what can I do for you?" he enquired.
"Mr Robbins sent me sir." he whispered
"Oh really and why has Mr Robbins sent you?"
Timothy then explained how he had gone to town during the lunch break and had met Mr Robbins.
"You realise that leaving school premises without permission is a serious matter dont you Lewis?" John interupted Tim's explanation.
It was at this point that John decided to adopt a less formal approach as he realised that Lewis was very upset by the whole business.
"Come here Tim and stand in front of me." John spoke in a quiet controllred voice."I want you to lower your trousers." Tim looked rather surprised but did not want to disobey a teacher's instruction. In John's office there was a full length mirror and as Tim lowered his trousers he could see a reflection of his rear view in the mirror. His bottom was clad in a close fitting pair of white underpants. Jonn reached round put his hand inside the boy's underpants and gently laid his hand against the boy's backside. John looked up at Tim
"You know what I have to do don't you?" Tim could feel John's hand resting on his botom and he quietly nodded
"Yes sir."
"Tim you're such a good lad but by breaking such am important rule you leave me no choice but to punish you here."John gave Tim's bottom a gentle squeeze as if to emphasise where the punishment would be applied."I'm afraid that it is going to be 6 with the slipper but considering your exemplary behaviour I'm prepared to offer you the option of 4 on the bare. I want you to report here straight after school so that you can be dealt with." With that John dismissed Tim.
Both John and Tim found it difficult to concentrate for different reasons during the rest of the day. Uncharacteristically John kept making small mistakes as he gave instructions to his various classes and Tim found it hard to concentrate knowing what was in store at the end of school. Tim had decided that 4 on the bare was a better option than 6 in PE shorts but he was under no illusions as to how much it was going to hurt. He had often seen boys slippered by Mr Crosby and he knew that each smack was given with full force and that the bottom carried the welt left by the slipper for some time after. He had seen boys cry after they had been punished but he was going to do his utmost to take his punishment with as much fortitude as possible.
Finally at 4o'clock the last bell sounded and Tim made his way to Mr Crosby's office. He summoned up his reserves of courage for what he knew would be quite an ordeal and for some reason he was very aware of his bottom and he could feel his underpants rubbing against it. Fortunately he was the only boy to be dealt with that evening so he gently tapped on the door.
"Come in." he hear a reply from the other side. Tim gingerly entered Mr Crosby's office and saw Mr Crosby sitting in his chair. John Crosby had waited many months for this moment and he was going to savour it to the full. Tim was wearing a school sweater which enabled John to see his bottom encased in trousers in the mirror.
"Have you decided between taking in shorts or on the bare?" he asked Tim
"I'll take in bare please sir." Tim replied quietly. John had hoped he would accept his offer of being let off two whacks without the protection of shorts. John then instructed him to remove his trousers and fold them over the back of the chair. Tim complied with the instruction and stood in front of Mr Crosby clad in his sweater shirt and underpants. John could see that the tail of the shirt covered Tim's bottom and he told Tim to lift it out of the way. He was now able to see Tim's bottom clad only in a pair of tight underpants awaiting further instructions.
"I want you to lower the back of your underpants so that your bottom is bare."He continued. Tim immediately hooked his thumbs into the elastic of his underpants and lowered them so they rested on his thighs at the back. In the mirror John saw Tim's unblemished small pale bottom jutting proudly out from the top of his thighs. If ever a bottom deserved to be smacked this was it! John put his large hand around Tim's back and gently squeezed the cheeks.
"Tim you understand that I can't be lenient with you. These will have to get the full punishment." Tim just nodded but John felt the bottom slightly clench. "Go into the gym and stand facing the wall with your bottom bared."
Tim left John's office feeling very frightened knowing that he was in for a sound slippering. John could barely contain his excitement but he thought he would let Tim wait for a few minutes before going in to administer the punishment. After about 5 minutes John picked up the slipper and made his way into the gym to be confronted with a view of Tim's bottom awaiting its slippering. It seemed almost a pity to have to smack such a perfectly formed behind but when boys transgressed there was only one option.
"Turn round." John ordered. It was then that Tim saw the slipper-the implement was going to hurt his bottom. "I want you to bend over facing the wall" John continued "and don't get up until you are told." The moment had arrived. Tim turned away and reluctantly presented his unblemished bottom cheeks for their deserved punishment. Facing John was the bottom he had been itching to slipper for months and he was determined to do justice to it. He tapped the middle of Tim's bottom a couple of times with the flat rubber sole of the plimsoll bgought it back as far as he could and with all the power he could muster cracked it across the waiting target. The tender flesh flattened with the impact but soon resumed its original shape when the plimsoll was taken away. John wanted to derive the maximum enjoyment from the punishment and for that reason he certainly wasn't going to rush things. A large red mark rapidly appeared on Tim's behind but to his credit he made no attempt to get up or put his hands over the place where the slipper had made contact. Tim remained bent over waiting for the second whack to arrive . John lined up the second stroke delivering it after about 30 seconds so that it made contact virtually on the same place as number one. The effect on Tim's bottom was immediate as the welt darkened the pain quadrupled and Tim couldn't help a small gasp escape his lips. Tim gritted his teeth and closed his eyes to prepare for number three which was preceeded by two taps of the plimsoll on the middle of his now throbbibg cheeks. John by now was totally focussed on the task in hand and for the third time smacked the slipper across the waiting bottom which caused Tim's head to jerk up but to his credit he remained in the bent over position. Even John could appreciate by now how much it was hurting but he wanted to prolong his own pleasure and so he kept Tim waiting for a full minute before administering number four which was the hardest of all. Tim let out a cry of pain as his bottom absorbed the final whack but he was so relieved that his punishment was completed.
"Stay down."John ordered as he admired his handiwork. He wasn't going to give Tim any more but he just liked looking at Tim's punished cheeks. Eventually he allowed Tim to rise and told him to go and stand outside of his office. Tim was almost in tears as he gently massaged his throbbing bottom but he managed to make his way out of the gym to Mr Crosby's office. John had decided that he would be sympathetic towards Tim and would endeavour to console him and help him recover from his ordeal......but an idea was taking shape in his mind.
He arrived at his office and ushered Tim in being careful not to touch his throbbing behind. He sat down and indicated to Tim to come over and stand in front of him with his back to the mirror.
"Clasp your hands in front of you Tim." John spoke gently but firmly. Tim took his hands away from his seat and John reached round and gently eased the underpants down so that they rested just below Tim's bottom. In the mirror John could see the results of his efforts; two slightly swollen crimson bottom cheeks looking almost sullen after their ordeal. He offered Tim a tissue to dry his eyes and gently cupped the red hot cheeks in his large hands all the time looking at Tim straight in the eye.
"I know how much your bottom must hurt but I want to test how brave you are."John began. "I want you to let me spank you." Tim could harly believe his ears. "It is completely voluntary but it will be the ultimate test of courage and character." Tears started to reappear in Tim's eyes. The thought of sitting down on his tender bottom was out of the question let alone Mr Crosby spanking it. John Crosby kept his hands cupping Tim's bottom but he maintained contact with Tim's eyes. He just wanted to smack that poor backside that he had just slippered so severely.
"Please sir don't smack my bottom any more it's so sore!" Tim wailed
"I know," replied John "but that is why you'll need real courage to agree to it. It will mean that your bottom will be sore for perhaps another day or so but surely that's a small price to pay for demonstrating real courage." Tim was doing his best to be brave but he wasn't sure that he could take any more punishment on his throbbing backside. Finally after a full half minute of complete silence Tim just nodded his head and uttered the word OK. John gently sqeezed Tim's cheeks as if to congratulate him on his decision but even that action hurt poor Tim's seat attrociously.
"Tim I can't just smack your bottom without reason, "John explained "you need to give me a reason to punish you. I want you to swear at me so that I can spank you for your swearing at a teacher." For the second time Tim was amazed at what he was hearing. He would not consider swearing if a teacher was within earshot let alone directly at one of the strictest teachers in the school.
"Please sir I can't do that it would be wrong."
"You must Tim," John replied "otherwise I won't have a reason to punish you and you wont be able to prove how courageous you are."
"Please sir don't make me swear at you." pleaded Tim.
"Oh no Tim I'm not going to make you,"John continued "you must decide for yourself." During the exchange John kept his hands on Tim's bottom as if to remind him where the smacks would land. After a further period of silence Tim closed his eyes and between clenched teeth uttered the words "_f_u_c_k_ you sir." Tears coarsed down his cheeks not because he knew he was going to be spanked but the act of actually swearing at a teacher was totally alien to him.
"Good boy Tim," John whispered "now just once more."
"_f_u_c_k_ you! _f_u_c_k_ you! _f_u_c_k_ you!" exclaimed Tim now almost beyond caring.
"You're a brave lad Tim " John said as he felt and saw Tim's bottom clench in anticipation. Tim just stood there trying hard to come to terms with what he had just said knowing that his bottom was going to pay the price. John got up and placed another chair next to his own.
"I want you to lay your upper body here while your bottom rests on my lap." he said to Tim motioning with his hands what he wanted Tim to do. John sat down and he indicated to Tim to come and stand on his right. Using his left arm he lowered Tim across his lap so that Tim's behind was in the middle while his feet just touched the floor on one side and his upper body rested on the other chair. Looking up at John were Tim's crimson cheeks making a sharp contrast with his pale thighs and lower back. In John's opinion they looked even better than before they had been slippered and he was certainly going to enjoy tanning them now. He rested his large hand on Tim's seat.
"I'm going to start spanking you now," John announced "I dont want you putting your hands back to protect your bottom, is that clear?"
"Yes sir." Tim whispered. John knew that each smack would really sting on an already punished bottom. With that he raised his hand and smacked it down on the bottom in front of him. The flesh had lost none of its resilience and just sprang back as soon as John removed his hand. Poor Tim however couldn't believe how much his bottom could hurt and a cry of pain escaped from his lips. John then started to apply the smacks about every three seconds almost oblivious of Tim's discomfort. After half a minute the bottom was visibly darkening in colour and a constant groan was emanating from Tim as his bottom continued to absorb the slaps. There was no question of John applying the spanks to another place; as far as he was concerned the bottom was the rightful part for receiving punishment and each smack would continue to be applied there. Poor Tim felt as if his bottom was completely on fire as the spanks continued to rain down on his defenceless backside; both his cheeks seemed to be burning up.
Fortunately for Tim after about another minute the whole area was starting to go numb and he was almost past caring about the state of his rear end. John was aware that Tim was no longer uttering cries of pain and surmised that his bottom had by now probably had turned numb. He looked down at Tim's behind which by now had turned almost a plum colour as the whole surface was bruised and had to decide whether to bring the spanking to an end or because it was numb give it a final sound spanking. John reasoned as Tim would almost certainly not feel it until later he may as well give that small fleshy bottom a farewell present. He raised his right hand high into the air and brought it cracking down across the helpless sitting cushions in front of him. Tim just groaned as his bottom absorbed the smack and then John followed it with a volley of spanks that were applied almost as hard as he could. Tim's bottom just bounced on John's lap every time a smack landed but there was very little reaction from Tim who was almost beyond caring. After about a minute the spanking ceased but Tim just laid there almost unaware that the spanking had stopped. John gently laid his hand on the red hot cheeks which by now had swollen and were quite shiny testifying to the fact that they had been very severely punished. He gently lifted Tim off his lap went over to the sink and ran the cold water on to a cloth which John kept in his room .He laid the wet cloth on Tim's bottom which illicited a "Thank you sir " from Tim. At that point John was grateful that St Davids was a baording school so that Tim's mother wouldn't be able to see the results of his punishment.
After a few minutes Tim got up with his hands gently caressing his bottom which fortunately was still numb.
"You were very brave Tim," John said sympathetically "you took your punishment very well."
"Thank you sir." Tim replied "May I go now?" John just nodded. He really liked the boy but he couldn't disguise how much he had enjoyed punishing that fleshy little backside. Tim got dressed and walked gingerly out of the office being careful to ensure that he didn't bang his bottom on any of the furniture. During the following weeks John monitored the state of young Lewis's bottom in both PE and games lessons. It took some time for the bruising to disappear but after about three weeks the cheeks had returned to their original state. Tim did in fact receive cp on two subsequent occasions but they were nothing to compare with what he had got on that fateful Tuesday.
The following day George Smithers was in the staff room when John walked in.
"Hullo John did you deal with that Lewis boy I sent to you?"
"Oh yes George I just tanned his backside I don't think he will do it again."