I Spanked At School

Over Ms G's knee!

Although I was not a really bad girl at school I was quite mischievous and this, together with a habit of getting caught at a time when spanking at school was the accepted norm, led to me getting more than my fair share of sore bottoms from my teachers.
The first teacher I can vividly remember spanking me was Miss Greyson, perhaps because she was one of my favorite teachers. She was young and pretty and I remember she had a smashing pair of legs. She was a really good teacher so I loved her dearly. However, she was very firm and failure to heed a warning could lead to a session over her elegant knee.
Like the first occasion she spanked me. The class had been a little troublesome and I think she felt she needed to put her foot down. So she told us the next one to talk or misbehave would be spanked. I don't know whether I thought it wouldn't apply to me but I know I talked, whispering something to the girl beside me.
"Candice, you are talking again!" said Miss Grayson. "Go and stand in the corner!"
I went red faced to the corner and put my nose against the wall as was the custom. I was embarrassed by being in the corner but I was even more concerned about what was likely to happen to my poor little butt! Although she was a very popular teacher she was extremely strict with misbehavior and her spankings were the stuff of legend in school.
After a short time in the corner she called me and took me out of the room into the hallway. She had a chair there which she sat on and after scolding me for talking when specifically told not to said, "You know what we have to do now!"
By that time the tears had started to flow at the thought of my beloved teacher spanking me but that didn't help the immediate future of my bottom as Miss Greyson put me over her knee, giving me a view of the floor that was somewhat clouded by my tears.
After adjusting my position, she said, "I hope this will teach you to mind what I say, Candy," with which she brought her hand down hard on my cute little rear. Miss Greyson was a very good tennis player and was known to have a very strong right arm, something I felt the full benefit (or otherwise) of for the next minute as she really walloped me. I squealed and yelled and kicked but she held me firm. When it finished and she let me up I did a little dance around holding my poor little butt which appeared to be on fire.
Miss Greyson called me to her, brought out a tissue so I could wipe my eyes and blow my nose. She gave me a hug and said, "I know you really are a good girl so please don't let me have to do that again."
"Yes Miss!" I said damply as I went back to class with red face and burning bottom. My fellow students looked amused as I spent the rest of the lesson wriggling on a sore bottom. They had obviously learned the lesson from the yelps that had come from the hallway and the class was very well behaved for the rest of the day.
As for me, I certainly had no intention of giving Miss G any more cause to spank me after that episode. As she said I wasn't really a bad girl but I had talked when she had warned us not to, so I had no-one to blame but myself for my sore butt. I determined to behave better from now on. Unfortunately my good intentions didn't work out and that wasn't the only time during that year I found myself over the most elegant knees in the school!