"Tails, Miss Stone!" called one of the cheerleaders.
Suddenly Sam felt himself being moved into the waiting Miss Stone's lap. She had taken a seat on the bench and Sam was now face down across her lap, his crotch firmly wedged against her legs. His hands were held behind him by Miss Stone's left hand, while her right was sliding his pants and underwear down exposing his ass to the room.
"Now then Samantha, this is what will happen if you decide to not cooperate," Elizabeth Stone said as she began spanking Sam. Sam winced at first, but the rain of blows upon his ass began to take it's toll as he squirmed, then began to beg and finally cry.
Elizabeth smiled as she paused periodically to rub Sam's ass with her hand. "There there Samantha. Don't you want to be a good girl for me and do as you're told?"
"Yes!" Sam cried out as Miss Stone began spanking him again.
"Good girls don't skip school, and they certainly don't dress in such rags. You wouldn't want me to call in the Principal and have him help discipline you, would you?"
"No, I'll be good!" Sam cried out.
"No what?" Miss Stone asked crossly.
"No, Miss Stone! I'll do whatever you say!" Sam said as tears ran down his cheeks.
"Very good. That's enough for now girls, get along to class while I speak with Samantha in my office," Elizabeth directed. The other cheerleaders ran along to their next classes while Miss Stone directed the somewhat cowed Sam into her office and closed the door. |