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I Remember My First School Caning

I think we all remember our first encounter with the cane. I was scared stiff as the teacher called me forward in only my third week in his class at he age of nine. I had not done my homeork and was informed that i would get three of the cane to make sure i did it in future. I had to wait behind at break with two others who were going to be caned. I recall the wait to break.

In turn the other two pulled their trousers and pants down and with shirts pulled up went over the chair and three hard whacks of the cane went across their bare bottoms. I had to see this, knowing i was going to get the same. I was shaking like a leaf as i bared my bottom and went over the chair so the teacher could cane me. I was really scared as to just how much it would hurt and could i keep bending over and have it three times. How sore would my bottom be after having it caned and would i be able to pull my trousers and pants up FTER BEING CANE. WOULD i be able to sit down. All these things rush through your mind as you see others getting caned. Then you focus as you take your pants down and bend over ready to have the cane ar school for the first time smack yur bottom. Would it be as hard as dad did it...would it hurt more or less than dads cane. Being yur first time would the teacher cane your bottom as hard as the other twp boys who had been caned before.
You soon find out as the cane lands on your bottom. When you are called to haVE YOUR BOTTOM CANED AGAIN YOU KNOW ALL The answers and as you position your bottom to have it caned you are scared as you know just how much it is going to hurt. You never get use to being caned, you only get to knw hw much its going to hurt
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Yes, the first time I was sent to the principals office I knew I was in for a sound whipping. She was reputed give terrible spankings and I was literally shaking as I walked to her office. The secretary told me to wait outside her office because she had another student with her. I could hear her talking but couldn’t make out what was said. What I clearly heard was the sound of leather smacking a bare bottom and a girl crying out at each stroke. I began to tear up. After several minutes a girl I knew from another class came out with tears running down her face and her jumper somewhat disheveled. The principal told her to go to the restroom and wash her face and straighten out her clothes and get back to class quickly or she would get another spanking. The girl hurried away. The principal waved me into her office with a stern look. She closed the door and began a lecture about my misconduct. She told me that she didn’t intend this to be a pleasant experience. After a long lecture she told me to off my trousers and underwear and place them in a chair and then bend over the desk. She pulled my shirt up to the middle of my back and then began spankings me. I was crying before she started and I cried out when the strap hit my bum. She hurt me worse than my mom ever had. I lost count but my bum was thoroughly whipped when she finished. I got dressed and she gave me the same instructions to go wash my face that she gave the girl before me. I think the second time I went to her office was worse than the first because I knew what was coming.
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@Txbob52 Excellent account, but you don't state how old you were.
I was 10.