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Paul Jackson saw his sixteen-year-old daughter’s form teacher, Miss Foster, sitting in the coffee shop and so he decided to go in and discuss with her the fact that his daughter, Emma, had been given a double detention. It would mean Emma not just sitting the detention but having to go into the headmistress’s study and be caned.Paul’s main problem was that it was his fault that they had stayed longer than anticipated in the holiday villa, and wanted to discuss with Miss Foster how unfair he thought it was that Emma was to suffer for that. Equally, with no wife to guide him, he found being a single dad hard and failed so often. Maybe today he could take a step towards correcting that, he hoped.So, Paul went into the coffee shop and up to Miss Foster’s table and said, “Hello, Miss Foster, do you remember me? I am Emma’s father.”Miss Foster looked up and did recognise him, smiling as she replied, “Yes, Mr Jackson, I do recognise you. Can I help you?”Paul asked, “Yes, if you could, but may I join you?”Miss Foster still smiled and pointed to the other chair at the table and said, “Please do.”Paul sat down and started to explain. “So you see, it was actually my fault that Emma got back to college late and so I think it is unfair if she is given the double detention.” He then looked pleadingly at Miss Foster.It was an interesting discussion. Miss Foster was the thirty-one-year-old form teacher and she was in her usual short sleeve white blouse, and Paul could see she was wearing a dark blue skirt but without any stockings, as it was the height of summer. He was wearing a light blue short-sleeved shirt and slacks.Paul actually liked having the discussion with Miss Foster who had an authoritative tone of voice and mannerisms that turned him on.Miss Foster looked as though she was thinking for a moment and then replied, “The thing is, Mr Jackson, it is something that needs to be the subject of discipline. After all, it was Emma who missed school and there was no attempt to make contact with us. She is therefore the obvious person to suffer the punishment as she is the only one attending the school.”Paul said jokingly, “Are you saying that if I was also at the school then it could be me that was punished?”Miss Foster kept a very straight face as she replied, “Well, actually, Mr Jackson, that is absolutely correct. However, I doubt that you would agree to be disciplined instead of Emma, would you?”Paul thought for a moment and realised that he was the one to blame and that, yes, although he half thought Miss Foster was bluffing, why not call her bluff as he would be prepared to be punished if it saved Emma from that punishment. So, he asked, “Well I would be prepared to take the punishment. However, would I have to sit a double detention and be caned by the Headmistress?” Paul thought he was being a bit clever by agreeing with Miss Foster who he reckoned might then be too embarrassed to continue to impose the punishment on Emma. He remembered how he had played his own favourite teacher that way when at sixth form college and got away with it.Miss Foster reckoned that she was being played and had her answer ready. “It would be carried out quite differently to that. My house is just a little way away. We could go there now and I could deal with you. Obviously, a two-hour detention would be inconvenient, so I would suggest that, instead, I give you a bare-bottom spanking followed by six strokes of the cane. What do you say?”Paul was quite taken aback by the very direct and precise punishment that was described. However, he now felt that he was on his back foot but still wanted to help Emma get off her punishment. He really didn’t think that Miss Foster would go through with it, though, and so replied, “Well, if that will release Emma from the double detention, then let’s do it.”Miss Foster still managed to keep a straight face kocaeli escort as she replied, “Well then, Mr Jackson, yes, let’s do it. I do need to explain the ground rules. As I have said, as well as being spanked, you will receive six strokes of the cane. However, once we leave the café you will only address me as ‘Miss,’ and every time you fail to do so you will get one stroke of the cane added to your punishment. I will only give a maximum of twelve today, so if you earn more then the next time you start with six again plus the extras so a minimum of seven strokes plus any more extras. Is that understood?”Paul could see that Miss Foster was actually very serious about this, but felt that he had dug himself into too big a hole to now object. After all, if he did so, it would only end up badly for Emma. So, he nodded and said, “Yes, Miss Foster, I do agree.”Miss Foster continued, “Also when we leave the café, I will refer to you as Paul. I call all of the girls by their first names. I know as a teacher I need to show the parents respect by referring to them as either Mr or Mrs but as you will become the equivalent of one of the girls I will only address you by your first name. Is that understood?”Paul again nodded and replied, “Yes, Miss Foster.” He was starting to feel like a naughty schoolboy being scolded by his teacher, but what he also felt was his growing erection.Miss Foster stood up and glared at Paul which he understood meant that he should get up as well. After all, he now knew that, at least until his punishment was over, he would need to be the obedient schoolboy to the very strict teacher.Once they left the café Miss Foster actually chatted quite happily. She asked, “So, where did you go on holiday, Paul?”Paul happily replied, “We were on the beach near Folkestone. It was a lovely house overlooking the sea.”Miss Foster replied, “I see. However, you failed to address me as ‘Miss,’ and therefore your punishment is now seven strokes of the cane.”Paul gasped but realised that it was his own fault and told himself he must address this very strict teacher correctly. However, his attention was taken by seeing three of Emma’s classmates walking towards them. They were all dressed in the school uniform of a green and white gingham short-sleeved dress with a white belt and white ankle socks. As they approached, one of the girls, who Paul knew was Lizzie, said, “Hello Miss. It is very hot today.” She then looked at Paul and said, “Hello, Mr Jackson.”The three girls looked inquisitively, wondering why the form teacher was talking to Emma’s dad.Miss Foster saw the inquisitive looks and answered the unspoken question, “Paul and I have been discussing discipline.”Lizzie was wide-eyed but smiling and she looked at Paul and said, “Well, Mr Jackson, you better be careful because Miss Foster is a very strict teacher.”Paul blushed and certainly didn’t want to explain exactly what they were discussing, and replied, “I will be as careful as I can,” and then looked at Miss Foster and said, “Your reputation goes before you.” He said it with a grin as though he was making a joke.The girls walked on, and as they did, Miss Foster said, “That’s now nine strokes, Paul, one for failing to address me properly and the second for a rude comment.”Paul once again told himself off and said that he really must try harder to do as he was told. Luckily though, they arrived at Miss Foster’s house and, whilst he felt a bit more relaxed because of that, he was still tense because he knew that once inside it would be very little time before he was being spanked and then caned.Miss Foster unlocked the door, opened it, walked inside, and held it open for Paul who followed her in. She closed the door and then pointed towards the living room. “In there, Paul.”Paul was now nervous and licking his lips. He replied, “Yes, right,” and started kocaeli escort bayan to walk towards the living room, but once again was annoyed with himself when he heard Miss Foster say, “That’s now ten strokes.”Paul stood in the middle of the room and looked back and just said whilst blushing, “Sorry, Miss.”Miss Foster allowed herself the slightest of smiles as she walked past Paul and went to the dining table where she turned one of the dining chairs into the room and sat down. She then glared at Paul and commanded, in what Paul could only describe as a, ‘Do as I say or else,’ tone of voice, “Please come and stand by me, push your trousers down to the floor as well as your underpants and get across my lap.”As Paul walked across to Miss Foster and looked down at her lap he started to question again whether he should be doing this or allowing Emma to suffer the punishment. However, he knew he couldn’t change his mind and let out a deep sigh as he started to undo his trousers.Miss Foster announced, “That’s eleven strokes now.” When she saw the look of horror on Paul’s face she explained, “I don’t take sighs as they are a sign of insolence.” She allowed a few seconds to see whether Paul would respond, and when he didn’t, she continued, “Only one mistake left and if you earn any more after that you will need to come back at another date and time, to be agreed, and if you fail to do that then Emma will still have to attend the double detention. Is that understood?”Paul was now getting annoyed both with himself and Miss Foster and replied louder and in a ruder tone than he had intended, “Yes, Miss, whatever you say, Miss.”Miss Foster was used to the girls talking to some of the teachers in such a rude way but didn’t experience it herself because of her strict attitude towards discipline. However, she had the perfect retort here, and said sternly, “That now makes it thirteen strokes for two rude retorts. So, you will get twelve strokes today and, before you leave, we will agree on the next appointment. Now, get yourself across my lap, and be just as respectful as you need to be to avoid me getting annoyed.”Paul immediately replied with a contrite, “Yes, Miss,” and then quickly pushed his trousers downwards, catching his underpants, and pushing both items of clothing towards the floor. When they were around his ankles Paul looked down again at Miss Foster’s lap and, feeling every bit the naughty schoolboy rather than responsible adult, he lowered himself across her lap, first putting his hand on the corner of the chair, and continued to lower himself until he caught his fall with his hands on the floor.Miss Foster really did smile once Paul’s face had passed her own and he was only ever going to be looking either at the floor or at the backs of her upside-down legs or at his own dangling under the far side of the chair, but he wouldn’t be looking at her without squirming around, at her face. She kept smiling as she felt his erect penis press down on her thighs which was so different to when the girls bent across her lap.Miss Foster also knew Paul had been trying to manoeuvre her into releasing Emma from the double detention and assumed she would be too embarrassed to spank and cane him. How silly he was to think that. She was an experienced teacher used to all the tricks the girls tried on her so she was never going to let him get the better of her. Well, he was probably now realising that as he looked at the floor and felt really silly. So, she waited for Paul to settle on her lap before putting her hand on his bottom and rubbing in circles and checked to see that he was as submissive as any of the girls who she put across her lap to spank, and was happy that he was.Paul thought back to the last time that he was spanked which was at sixth form college in detention. In fact, it was the first and only time he was izmit escort spanked. It wasn’t so dissimilar as it was his by his form mistress, Miss Ellis, who was responsible for holding the detention. However, he was the only one in detention that day and Miss Ellis knew that he actually wanted to get away early because he was meeting his girlfriend. Therefore, unusually, she offered him the alternative to sitting in detention of having his bottom spanked. He really didn’t want it, and certainly regretted it later when he sat with his girlfriend in the restaurant on wooden benches and squirmed around most of the evening, but he did take the spanking and remembered how he saw Miss Ellis’s upside-down legs just as he was now looking at Miss Foster’s. He also remembered seeing his own legs dangling under the far side of the chair, just like today, and how humiliated he felt. He supposed that he was also going to find the spanking as painful as he did when Miss Ellis spanked him, particularly as he was now going to get twelve strokes of the cane as well.One further thing he also remembered was getting a crush on Miss Ellis who he often thought about when masturbating, thinking about her upside-down legs and even giving him the cane, which he never actually received. His feelings for Miss Foster were very similar to those feelings he had then for Miss Ellis, he realised.Given his erection, Miss Foster was happy that Paul would stay in position as she raised her hand and brought her palm down firmly on his far bottom cheek. She did like the way that it surrendered to her hand, flattening, and when she brought her hand back up his bottom cheek wobbled a bit. It wasn’t quite like when she spanked the girls at college but his gasp wasn’t so different. Anyway, she didn’t think too much about it as she raised her hand again and landed her palm on Paul’s near bottom cheek and then proceeded to spank him time and again on alternate bottom cheeks. It was also similar to when she spanked the girls at college in that his bottom was turning darker and darker shades of red.Paul wasn’t enjoying the spanking at all but reminded himself it was all for his daughter although, to be fair, he certainly didn’t want her to ever know that Miss Foster was spanking him. He had to remember to agree that with her before leaving and was actually a bit annoyed with himself that he forgot to ask in the café.Miss Foster continued to spank Paul on alternate bottom cheeks, although once she was happy with the red colour of his bottom cheeks she changed tack and spanked time and again on the same bottom cheek until changing to spanking the other bottom cheek time and again. She did this to the girls and knew from the increasingly loud gasps they made that this hurt much more. It also used to generate several times the girl being spanked saying, “Sorry, Miss,” which Miss Foster had to admit she enjoyed hearing, but all it did was encourage her to spank the naughty girl even harder.It was therefore quite funny when Paul suddenly said after three spanks, “Sorry, Miss, sorry, Miss, very sorry, Miss.”Miss Foster ignored the apologies, just as she did when the girls uttered them, and just continued to spank the bare bottom on her lap with the sole intention of teaching him a lesson for getting Emma to college late.What Miss Foster knew was different this time to spanking the girls at college was that she was going to also cane Paul. She wasn’t allowed to cane the girls at college because that was the sole responsibility of the headmistress, or, in her absence, the deputy headmistress. However, there was a move afoot to involve her in discipline, and, in anticipation, she had purchased a few canes and practised by using them on a cushion here in her living room. So, today was going to be the first time she could effectively practice on a real bottom and actually thought it better that it was an adult bottom rather than one of the girl’s. Anyway, happy with the red colour of Paul’s bottom, she ordered, “Okay, Paul, you can get up but then bend over and clasp hold of the chair.”

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