She has to strip and get spanked!

�Now, Betty,� said Mr. Rushmore. �Take off your bra and panties so you can get your spanking.�

Betty’s eyes filled with tears. She just couldn’t bring herself to strip naked in front of the class. All of the boys were watching and she could feel their eyes on her. She tried to cover up even more, covering herself with her arms.

�Betty,� said Mr. Rushmore, �if you don’t do as I say, right now, I am going to ask the boys in the class to help me.�

Betty yelled, �NO! No, you can’t do that.� She started to dash out of the classroom but the rest of the class moved in the way of the door and she couldn’t get out. She started to panic and tried to push through the crowd but the teacher was insisting that the boys in the class hold her. Betty struggled and found herself in the grip of a dozen enthusiastic adolescent boys who were pulling on her skimpy undergarments, eager to see her stripped. A final shriek greeted the loss of her bra and panties as they were pulled off in shreds. Naked, she was handed back to Mr. Rushmore.

The teacher got a good grip on her arms and pulled her, still struggling, over his lap.

�NO!� Betty yelled again as she tried to put a hand up to ward off the impending spanking but Mr. Rushmore simply grabbed both of her wrists in his strong hands and pulled them up on her back. Then he started to spank as the poor girl kicked her legs and squirmed.

Jennifer just stood back and shook her head. She leaned her head towards Paul so she could whisper without being heard. �If she had given in, it would have been so much easier on her. Now she is going to have a week of what would have only lasted a little while.� She turned back towards Betty and watched as she got what Jennifer had received several times already.

Betty was at a loss for words. She no longer knew what to say. Everything she had believed about school rules and policies had just been torn to shreds. She had resorted to trying to kick or hit her way off of his lap. She couldn’t do much, though, with her hands being held, but she was doing the most she could.

She knew she would be laughed at for the rest of her school life, or at least that is how she felt. She had never been so humiliated in her life. �Stop it! You have no right to hit me!� Tears had started to run down her face as she could no longer fight back.

�No right?� said Mr. Rushworth. �Well Betty, I think this has just moved up to the level of defiance. I am going to deal with you tomorrow. I want you to think about that.� With that, the teacher smacked the paddle down hard on the student’s quickly reddening bottom.

Betty thought her bottom was on fire. Tears were flowing freely now as she tried to cope. She no longer cared about being seen naked. All she wanted was for the spanking to stop. She started to apologize but it didn’t do any good. She was totally helpless. Then a miraculous transformation started to occur. She had no idea why but her very helplessness seemed to be putting her in another place and time.

She no longer could feel the students around her. The emotions she had been feeling seemed to fade away. Even the noise the class was producing seem to quiet down in her mind. She didn’t know what it was but it felt strange. On the one hand, she wanted the spanking to end but on the very dominant other hand, she wanted it to continue, she wanted to keep the feeling she now had.

Then, as if a shock occurred, she came back into reality. She knew the spanking would soon end but she didn’t care. She tried to think of a way to make him continue without really getting herself in trouble but was coming up empty. She knew, if she did something really bad or even a little bad, he would refer her to the program.

Mr. Rushworth could sense Betty responding to his spanking. He was a bit stunned. Her reaction wasn’t at all what he expected. He gave her a few final swats but then he stopped. She looked at him strangely as he helped her to stand. �Betty, I will see you after school, is that clear?�

�Yes, sir.�

�Now that you are ready to cooperate... You ARE ready to cooperate?� he asked.