Quintin

By Tedy

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.
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"Please take out your math homework and put it on my desk" Ms. Larson said right before the last bell of the day rang. The children of the 7th grade quickly took out their notebooks from their school bags and hurried to the front desk wanting to rush home, eager to start their weekend. The student line slowly got shorter and shorter with every boy and girl handing in their notebook then exiting the class. After about 5 minutes the line was empty, and in the classroom Ms. Larson got ready to leave when suddenly she looked up and saw one last boy siting in his seat writing furiously.

Quintin was busily writing in his notebook. This morning he knew he forgot something but assumed it was just a hunch. His math grade just couldn't afford missing another submission assignment. It wasn't a long one, and hopefully, just hopefully, he could finish it before the last student gave in his notebook.

Ms. Larson understood what was going on. Quintin wasn't the boy to stay deliberately after class not to mention staying after the last class on a Friday. "Quintin honey, not again" Ms. L said "this is the third time this semester! I think it's detention, you have got to start taking your studies more seriously!"

Quintin froze "not detention!" he thought. He saved just enough allowance to but that new video game he has been wanting, and if his mom found out about him falling behind on his studies, he would NEVER get to play it. "Please miss! Just this once, could you let me go? my mom would kill me if she knew I was falling behind! I promise I'll do the homework and more by Monday!"

Ms. Larson was seriously thinking about agreeing. She wanted to get home as well, staying after school hours wasn't something she liked doing, but Quintin had to be put in place- he just couldn't be counted on!

"Sorry sweety, you really should have thought about that when you didn't do the homework assignment. You can go home when you've finished the assignment, in an hour or so"

Quintin went pale. He then remembered what his mother said after his last report card. "Honestly, what am I going to do with you?" the middle aged women sighed. "Honey, you know I love you, but if you don't work up those grades, I'll have to send you to a boarding school. Here's my deal- first time you get in trouble from now on- I'll take your video games away. Second time- it's my hand on your tail, but for your third time, you are out of here. That's the way it's going to be!"

"Ms. Larson, please!" Quintin started begging, "you have to let me leave early! Isn't there any other way?!"

Ms. Larson looked thoughtful. She didn't think it was such a deal, but obviously the boy was anxious to go home. "What are you suggesting honey? I really don't see any other way"

"Please! I'll do double the homework! And right an essay on how important it is to do your work on time! 500 words! For Monday!"

Miss L still looked hesitant. "And a spanking!"Quintin said.

That took Ms. Larson by surprise. Corporal punishment was frowned upon in the school and was saved only for the principle to do. Bu then again, she has been thinking about doing it, quit a lot so. And to do it to the naughtiest boy in class, she could feel herself getting excited.

The mid 20ies women was at her second year of teaching. She was a tall, pretty brunette that was the fantasy of many of the boys she taught. Not once has she brushed her hand on to bodies of pupils, accidentally pushing their bottoms, petting the front of their pants, or, on one occasion giving a 6th grade boy a slight slap on the butt for throwing a ball to hard before sending him to the principle, but never has she actually spanked a student.

"Alright, agreed" said Miss Larson"You can go home early, if by Monday morning you put double the assignments on my desk plus *700* words on 'why is it important to work on your studies".

The boy breathed a sigh in relief and turned around to get his school bag.

"Where do you think you're going?" the teacher asked

"Umm, home?" The boy stuttered"To start working on my homework assignments?"

"not with our that spanking you aren't!" said the teacher.

The boy blushed and turned around to face the teacher.

"right then," Ms. Larson said "lets start losing those cloths now. Please take off your pants, fold them neatly and put them on my desk"

The 12 year old boy blushed slightly, but started to comply. The teacher gazed as the blond boy slowly took out his belt, then untied both his shoes and took them and his socks off. He then took a deep breath and lowered the school uniform pants to the ground and stepped out of them, letting his undershirt and school logo shirt fall down to cover his private's area. Looking at the boy's hairless legs, Miss L thought that he probably hasn't started puberty yet, something she made a mental note to check later.

"That's no good honey, I think you're going to have to take off your top as well" the teacher said, as the boy started blushing a bit more. He turned his back to the teacher and unbuttoned the school shirt, then took it off, followed by his under shirt. The back turning provided Ms. L with a spectacular view of Quintin's undies clad bubble butt. The hypnotizing buns almost made Ms. Larson miss the fact that Quintin was wearing cartoon –teenage-mutant-ninja-turtles briefs.

"turtle power!" Ms. Larson laughed, causing the boy to blush to crimson color. As he turned around, the teacher saw that on the front of his briefs was shredder pointing his knives to his groin area. The painting caused Ms. L to giggle quite a bit, even more so as the blushing boy started to tent, further emphasizing the pointing of the knives.

Once all of Quintin'scloths were on the table, Ms. Larson took out her chair from her desk and put it right next to the teacher's table and sat on it, neatly arranging her tight jeans. Next she positioned the fearing, half naked boy next to her.

"have you ever been spanked before Quintin?" the boy only nodded, to afraid to make a sound. "good, then you'll probably know what I'm about to do. Why are you being spanked?"

"be-because I forgot to do my homework?" Quintin stuttered

"no honey, it's because you've been a naughty little boy that hasn't been working on your studies. Now I want you to ask me to spank you for that reason, alright?"

"Miss L, could you please spank me for being a naughty little boy that hasn't been working on my studies?"

"Certainly honey, now please climb aboard the s.sspankotron" she said patting her lap. Once the boy was V shaped over her, butt sticking in the air, Ms. L took one of Quintin's hands and bent it to keep him in place, while using the other hand to stroke the boy's lower back and bottom, teasing the elastic of the briefs. After a few minutes of this going on, the first spank was made. A loud SMACK echoed through the room and the teacher was mesmerized to the waves running through the boy's bottom. *SMACK * *SMACK **SMACK *"you will always" *SMACK **SMACK **SMACK *"come to class" *SMACK **SMACK **SMACK * "with your homework" *SMACK **SMACK **SMACK *"young man" *SMACK **SMACK **SMACK * "or you will get" *SMACK **SMACK **SMACK * "that little butt of yours" *SMACK **SMACK **SMACK * "adequately heated"

With that Ms. Larson tried to pull the undies down quickly, but accidentally she ripped them apart. This was unbeknownst to the now crying little boy, and so the teacher decided to deal with it later. His butt, which was now bright pink looked even more scrumptious to the teacher which immediately continued the spanking

*SMACK **SMACK **SMACK * "you will not" *SMACK **SMACK **SMACK * "try to cheat me" *SMACK **SMACK * *SMACK * "into believing" *SMACK **SMACK **SMACK * "that you have done your homework when you haven't" *SMACK *

"and finally" *SMACK **SMACK **SMACK * "you will remember" *SMACK * "to ask politely for your spankings". With that, Ms. L gave a final hard *WHACK* on Quintin's butt, leaving the lad crying his eyes out on her lap. The next few minutes passed by as the boy slowly cought his breath and the teacher gently patted and stroked his bottom. Once they boy was only hiccupping, the teacher put him on his feet and led him to the corner of the class, and positioned him so that his nose touched the wall. "I'm putting you in corner time, alright honey? I don't want you to move from this spot" the boy nodded slightly.

Ms. L walked to the door and looked back to check out the sight of the crying, naked, red-glowing butt boy one more time before leaving the class. She returned a few minutes later carrying something and sat behind her desk.

"Alright honey, you can come here and get dressed now" she said. The shy boy was reluctant to turn around but eventually did so, covering his privets with his hands and slowly walked to the desk, only to find his former underpants ripped through out their right side, making them impossible to wear.

"I'm sorry honey, you kicked so much throughout the spanking that they probably ripped " the teacher lied "that's why I tried to go find a substitute, but all I could find were these things in the lost and found" she said while holding up a pair of Dora the explorer panties. "I think you'll have to manage". She was lying of course- twice actually. Firstly, she was the one to rip his undies in the first place, and secondly, she found lots of boy boxers in the lost and found.

The blushing Quintin used one hand to reach over to grab the panties. But that made the teacher giggle a bit. "have you ever put on panties honey? I didn't think so. Don't be silly, you need a girl's hand putting them on, come on, don't be shy" she said as she went around the table and started helping the deep-red blushing boy step into the panties, shooing away his hands and reaffirming her speculations about him not entering puberty. He was as small as a baby, and both sets of his cheeks were the same color of red. "gorges" what the only word suitable for the situation.

Once he was in the little pink panties, the boy hurried to put on the rest of his cloths and before he could leave the class another *SWAT* was heard in classroom. "Why honey, have you forgot your manners? You forgot to thank me for the spanking!"

The boy was quick to thank the teacher and headed for the door.

"Just one more thing, don't forget to bring your homework Monday, as well as that essay and those panties- you don't want to be a thief now do you? I'll meet you in this class again after school…"

Quintin nodded and opened the door going for the exit but failed to miss the last part of thesentence

"…for another spanking due to how you behaved in today's one. I hope your butt heals over the week end"

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"This sure is a start of a wonderful student-teacher relationship" Miss Larson thought as she checked her nanny cam that she kept on her desk.

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