Yes

Paul looked at her. �Well, Jen, I’m really going to have to spank you. They will know if I don’t and then you will get spanked by one of the teachers in front of everyone, anyway, and that will be worse.�

�But how will they know?� she asked in a pleading tone.

�I think they can tell from the way you act. Besides, they may want to check your bottom. No matter what, I think I had better spank you. And to be sure, I guess I better do one at lunch just to show them I’m on top of it.�

This took Jennifer by surprise. �At lunch? NO! Not in front of everyone.�

�Is there a problem?� Mr. Wagner asked. �Jennifer, as I understand the rules, Paul can spank you any time he sees fit. And if you give him any trouble about it, I am sure we can arrange another spanking in front of the whole school. You did look pretty cute squirming around at the assembly this morning. Now what do you have to say?�

Jennifer was still horrified from Paul response and almost didn’t even hear the teacher. �Umm... No sir. I understand. I just thought...�

�Thought what exactly? That you could get away without a spanking? Well, no you can’t. You were put in the program for a reason and you WILL learn your lesson.�

�Sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it.� Jennifer knew she would be in for another one. With that, Mr. Wagner walked back over to his desk.

Jennifer was a little mad at Paul. He couldn’t LIKE doing this to her could he? He offered to spank me in front of the school, well lunch actually, knowing how self conscious I am. Then the thought hit her, he was in charge of her now.

She reached down for her backpack and took out the note that was meant for her father. �Since you’re in control, here is this note from an earlier teacher I yelled at and called a pervert. Might as well spank me for that too while you up there.� She said that last part in a rather miffed tone. �And my homeroom teacher said my hair is too long.� She stroked her hair. �But I can’t cut it. I love it like this.�

Paul looked at her in surprise. �Are you mad at me? I’m not trying to hurt you.� Forgetting all about everyone else in the room, Paul reached out and stroked her hair. �I love your hair. I’ll tell you what. Suppose we just put it up? That way it won’t hide anything for the week and you won’t have to cut it.

�And I’m NOT your father. It’s not up to me to punish you for everything. If you want to be left alone, you can deal with this on your own. I thought I was helping to protect you. But I’ll tell you this. I care about you. I like you Jennifer Wilson. I like you a lot. This is about you learning your place. Now if you want to let me take over, you had better apologize for your attitude or I won’t do this anymore. As my Dad says, from here on out, it’s my way or the highway.�