Giggling turns to tears

Diana enters your office a minute later followed by three giggling students dressed in the school uniform. If these three are apprehensive about their upcoming punishment they give no sigh of it.

"-doesn't really hurt!" One of the lean blonde girls whispers loudly as the trio strut into your room. "It stings, but it made me so horny I let him do me just like that."

"Oh My God Bethany!" A second blonde answers her in a hushed tone not much quieter than her friend's. "You are such a nasty slut."

"Ladies." Ms. Naylor's sharp voice stills the three momentarily, but less than a second later they break into more giggles when the tallest of the three with slightly darker hair mutters something under her breath.

"Sorry Mizz Naylor," none of the three sound that sorry, but they will by the time you're done. Bethany takes a second to look you up and down and you think you see a flicker of disappointment when she takes in your blonde hair and blue eyes, and you wonder if she was expecting a redskin like everyone else.

"Is this Dean Hawkfeather?" She ask with a shimmy of her slender frame that looks like it comes out of one of her cheer routines. "The drill sergeant who's gonna whip our little tushies into shape?"

"I'd say your tushie is already in pretty good shape, Rina." Miss Adamson gives it a playful slap.

"Ladies!" Unlike Diana's attempt to gain control of the three giggling students, your voice gets their attention. "Three different teachers and your Headmistress here have all stated that you had been drinking before cheer practice. Do you deny these charges?" The three shake their heads quietly, for the first time realizing that this was serious.

"Do you have anything you'd like to add?" They exchange glances before shaking their heads again.

"OK then, panties down ladies and lean over the desk." You direct the girls to their spots one on each side of the desk so you have plenty of room to swing. "Ms. Naylor is here as a witness, do you all understand?"

"Yes Sir," Katrina Duncan slides down her thong and lifts her skirt as she bends over the desk and wiggles her ass. "This must be like a fantasy for an old pervert like you, huh?" Her friends giggle again and the tall one, who must be Miss Lloyd by the process of elimination, chimes in.

"He's not that old, Rina." She jumps to your defense. "Bethany's right, if Ms. Naylor wasn't here this would be kinda hot!" In a way she's right, three undeniably shapely asses wiggling in the air waiting for your attention should be like a wet dream, but you find yourself more annoyed by their flippant behavior and lack of respect than turned on by the smooth toned skin of their butts.

"Ow! What the FUCK!" Katrina Duncan is not expecting the first blow of the day. "Jesus! Not so hard OK?" You ignore her protest and the paddle falls for a second time across her wiggling cheeks. "Ms. Naylor! Please!" The third smack breaks the once proud cheerleader's spirit and for the first time she sounds truly apologetic. "I'm sorry, Oh SHIT! - God I'm sorry!" After four blows to Miss Duncan's reddened ass, you move on to Miss Adamson. Somehow you doubt the playful spanking she got from her boyfriend was anything like this, she too is in tears by the end of her first round.

Briana Lloyd begins with threats to sue you, Ms. Naylor and the school but those threats don't worry Ms. Naylor who grins at you with sparkling eyes. As you finish the first round you return to Rina's side and see a much different attitude from these three cheerleaders. Gone is their superiority, their flippant off-hand remarks, and annoying giggling, instead you hear genuine regret as the three sobbing young women beg for mercy. After the second round Ms. Naylor calls off the paddling.

"I think that's enough Mr. Hawkfeather." Diana's cheeks have a rosy tinge to them, but otherwise she seems as cool and in control as always. "I know the book calls for 12 each for drinking, but I think these three have learned their lesson." You have no problem with her decision, but are a little surprised by what she adds next as the sobbing girls fall over themselves thanking her. "There are two conditions though, ladies. First of all I want you to thank Dean Hawkfeather for his even-handed work, and secondly I need you to speak briefly at the orientation sessions. Let your classmates know that this is no joke like you seemed to think it was."

"Yes, thank-you Ms. Naylor and thank-you too Mr. Hawkfeather." The three cheerleaders give you an old-fashioned curtsy as they wipe away their tears. The three leave your office (in your opinion at least) greatly improved young ladies and you wonder if Diana sees it that way too.