You've been a bad, bad boy

"I've been passing notes, too! This morning, to Madison! I'm really sorry and I'm ready to take my punishment!"

"Hmm," ponders the hottest teacher in school with a knowing smile. "You weren't even in my class this morning."

"Well, yeah. I, uh, passed a note in a different class. But I thought I'd tell you because..." Your mind races, searching for a remotely decent excuse. "Because you're such a good disciplinarian..."

"Ooooh, I see." says Ms. Love. "Well then, I'd better discipline you. Strip down."

"Completely?" you ask. "But you only made Jake drop his pants."

"Yes, but you've been extra bad, I can tell. Now strip!"

You tear the clothes off your body, energized by her command. It all lands in a pile as the teacher looks over your emerging naked body.

"Good. Now lie across my lap."

The size difference hits you as you approach her. Having women be taller and stronger than men seems extra imposing in this kind of situation. You lie across her legs, placing your hands on the ground to steady yourself.

SMACK! The first blow stings like hell, but sends an excited shiver up your spine. SMACK! The second blow is even harder, but it feels incredible. You feel like you know your place in the world, and Ms. Love is the one who put you there, to punish and protect you.

More blows rain down, each one making you hornier than the last. Finally she pulls you to your feat and says, "Now, why don't we settle why you're really here?"