Driver's Education

Driver's education was typically taught by a teacher at the school either before or after school. Since females couldn't be disciplined for the appropriate amount of accountability before they turned 18, driver's ed commenced on or shortly after one's 18th birthday.

A boy, Aaron, and a girl, Maria, shared a birthday and started the supervised driving portion of the class together on their 18th birthday. This allowed the students to alternate and take a break from driving while still observing and receiving instruction. Their class was before school with a 24 year-old teacher who had only started at the school the year prior, Ms. Ashley Williamson.

The first two sessions went without major incident. Of course the two students were learning through experience, and Ms. Williamson kindly suggested better methods of achieving their desired maneuvers. However, on the third day, Maria was driving and it was nearing the end of the session. When approaching a stop light for a left hand turn, she failed to notice the light was red and only slowed enough to make the turn without the slightest thought to actually stopping at the stop line. There was little actual harm done since it was early morning in their small town and hardly any other cars in sight.

Unfortunately for student and teacher, one of the cars in sight was a police patrol car and the lights were quickly activated and the student was pulled over. Of course officer Bryant knew it was a driver's ed car from the inconspicuous markings on the exterior. He approached and saw Maria in the driver's seat and was confused to see another young lady in the passenger seat.

Bryant: Ma'am are you a trained driver's ed instructor?

Ms. Williamson: Yes, I just completed the instructor's course last month. I am a teacher at Westend High School.

Bryant: I see. I almost thought students had commandeered this car somehow. Did you see that red light?

Ms. Williamson: Yes, but it seems Maria did not.

Bryant: Yes we will address her lack of adherence to the rules of the road shortly. But I want to know why you didn't engage the instructor's brake when it was clear your student was not slowing to stop at the light.

Ms. Williamson: By the time I realized, I was afraid it would stop the car in the middle of the intersection and be less safe than running a light at an empty intersection.

Bryant: I sympathize with your lack of experience and fear you may make matters worse. However, that does not excuse you from conducting yourself in a manner consistent with vehicular safety laws. That goes double as an instructor. Now Maria, you clearly were in violation. Do you object to that assertion?

Maria: N-no sir.

Bryant: Right. The station is just down the road here. I will follow. I think we can address this violation for both of you and get you both to the school on time. Ms. Williamson, I trust you can guide Maria there without making matters worse for yourself?

Ms. Williamson: Yes sir.

Officer Bryant departed from the student car and returned to his patrol car to follow them to the station as agreed upon. Unlike some of the other police stations that had more formal procedures, this small town had a couple of jail cells for serious offenders, and two rooms to the side. One was for interrogation and the other for punishment. The implementation of guidelines had a bit less oversight. For minor offenses, an officer was likely to call one's employer and see how long a gentleman or lady over 40 may be jailed without negatively affecting others in the small town. Women between 18 and 40 would be taken to the punishment room for correction or preparation for their public punishment depending on the offense.

Both cars parked at the police station and Officer Bryant led the three occupants of the student car inside. He asked Aaron to have a seat in front of the main desk to wait. He then askes Ms. Williamson to sit beside him and grabbed Maria's arm to take her towards the punishment room. Aaron could hear some talking followed by Maria pleading in a louder voice.

Maria: Please, please officer. There has to be another way. I've never been spanked a police officer. My classmate and teacher are just outside, they are bound to hear.

There was some movement inside and the sound of furniture slightly sliding and a muffled voice.

Bryant: Get them down now, and bend over.

Maria: Y-y-y-yes sir.

Aaron noticed Ms. Williamson looked apprehensive at the whole thing. She was unsure if it was look of concern for her pupil or herself realizing her two students were going to hear how she takes her punishment. She always seemed kind but confident. Aaron couldn't help but wonder if she would remain so dignified or lose it like Maria did. His thoughts then drifted to Maria, who he had secretly had a crush on for a while. What he wouldn't give to see her bare bottom presented. Not the best time for such a thought but with his young hormones, resistance was futile. For the first time he started giving thought to the benefits of pursuing a career with the police.

WHACK! WHAP! WHAM! CRACK! PLAP! SMACK!

The sound of what must have been a paddle rang out. The first strike was accompanied by a loud gasp and a sort of moan, The second was weathered with a mere grunt as Maria sounded like she was trying to be strong. The third broke that brave silence as Maria yelped and some sniffles emerged. The fourth brought a short scream and by the fifth it was full bawling and screaming. After the sixth, there was a pause and officer Bryant said something that Aaron could not understand. Then the paddling resumed for four mor licks with the same bawling and screaming.

Maria could be heard crying on the other side of the flimsy door for a few moments before it opened. Maria emerged still crying hard as she rubbed her bottom through the tight jeans she wore that day that were sure to be irritating the newly sensitized flesh on her behind. Ms. Williamson saw officer Bryant wave her inside and left the chair for Maria who sat out of habit, but that brought a whole new wave of fresh tears.

Aaron couldn't hear the exchange as clearly, Partially because Ms. Williamson never raised her voice like Maria but mostly because Maria was calming but was still crying and blowing her nose often. However, in her nervous haste, Ms. Williamson failed to close the door entirely and Aaron could her taking off her pantsuit bottoms and bending over the back of a chair, nude from the waist down. Her thought her might need to change his own pants as this was a lot for a young man to take in. Ms. Williamson was exceptionally attractive. She was also the ladies track coach and had perfectly shaped legs and backside from her days as a college athlete in the 200m hurdles.

Aaron then saw a paddle just long enough to span both cheeks enter the window of view rapidly and heard a loud CRACK! Ms. Williamson bent her knees slightly and exhaled sharply. This repeated about 4 or 5 times. On the 6th, Ms. Williamson yelped loudly and the 7th brought a scream more similar to Maria's. However, there was no sobbing until the 10th. But from there, things went downhill quickly. By the 13th she was already bawling and Bryant continued to 18 strokes. Ms. Williamson was having trouble holding position after 14, She would bend her knees and had to be warned to return to position unless she wanted extras. Aaron wasn't sure if she was due extras or the plan was always to stop at 18 and doubted Ms. Williamson knew either.

Either way, as she stood and dressed, Aaron got to see all of her southern charms. When returning, she was already recovering from the hysterics of her paddling and paused in front of the door, noticing it was cracked open and continuing as if it weren't or she wasn't bothered by it. Her and Maria were called back into the room to sign some paperwork and then Ms. Williamson took Aaron, and the now mostly recovered Maria back to the car. She suggested that Aaron drive them back to the school since homeroom would begin in about 30 minutes and it was a 20 minute drive.

They arrived at school just in time to comfortably arrive at homeroom in time. The rest of the day, Aaron wondered if anyone else noticed the puffy eyes and aversion to sitting on hard chairs of the most attractive teacher and to his mind, most attractive classmate.