Spanking One Shots.

Episode 6 pt 2: A Class wide Spanking pt 2

John O'Brian's classroom had never been this quiet before. Even soft and loud crying coming from the students still standing facing the chalkboard with their bottoms exposed didn't compare to what had been pure noise for the last few months. He could not remember the last time his class had all eyes on him, sitting up in their seats, a few fearful glances turned his way, some looking embarrassed for what was to come. If he was correct about a few students' looks on their faces, then he had a general idea where the last two phones were that had not been passed up to the front. He had taken care of the first 12 of these students, eight of them still facing the chalkboard while the first four had been sent back to their seats. Easing themselves into their desks as carefully as they could.

The light skinned african american man set his eyes onto the second half of his class. The ones he deemed as truly being naughty, while the others seemed to have given into peer pressure, he considered these 12 as the ones that started it all. In one way or another, he would always have one of them facing one of his lighter punishments, but today they each had earned a good eight swats with this ruler. So without wasting any more time. "Tavell and Dina come up here please."

Tavell Campbell a boy with deep brown skin and a mostly shaved head of hair. He had been one of the boys in class that enjoyed being a bit too rough with some of the kids, especially the younger ones. Not quite a bully, but also not being a good example to these students. He often made a lot of his trouble on the playground or in the gym. A very talkative young boy, who often would deflect John's words to him as. "You're just picking on me!" Dina Williams was probably the owner of the gospel mill that ran across campus. Whether her information was right or wrong she always talked on others. She had light red hair, and tanned skin as she spent a lot of time outside, especially near the beach. Just this morning, John had to comfort a girl in one of the three 4th grade classes and learned that Dina had told a lot of people that the reason why her dad was no longer around was because he was being abusive towards her mom. Only to learn that the real reason was that her dad was in a coma in the hospital.

"Hands on your heads."

"Come on, Mr-"

"Hands on your head." John surprised even himself with that voice that came out of his mouth. He didn't think he could make his voice so stern. Both of his students looked surprised but did as he had told them. "And Dina, on top of this, if I feel that the rest of the class deserves to go outside for recess, you will be staying inside, writing a very long apology letter to Beatrice Brown for what you spread about her father."

"That is not fair." Dina whined.

"It was not fair for you to spread information like that."

"I was only saying what I heard my mommy and her friends say."

"Well with all due respect to your mommy, she doesn't know what she is talking about." Dina pouted slightly but that pout quickly turned into an embarrassed blush as the man took down her jean shorts exposing a pair of blue and white striped panties, and as he lowered them to her knees. He could see her true milky skin tone, as her tan ended at her backside. Though it didn't have to worry as it would be getting a different kind of tanning today, probably even warmer than the sun's rays.

Tavell only squirmed in place as the man took down his black pants, and matching pair of boxers. "Mr. O, you are doing too much!" The boy whined.

"No, young man, you have all been doing too much, cause if you would have acted like students then we would not be in this situation." He had a long list of homework assignments that he was gonna give this boy by the end of the day as well. He would not receive full credit but at least he could try and help him bring up his grade. "Now are you gonna stay still, or do I need to call your daddy after this is done." That got the boy's eyes to go wide, and John knew why. Mr. Campbell was a monster of a man, at 6'10 and 280 pounds, he was a beast formed by hard work. The only reason why Tavell got away with so much was probably because his daddy was often tired after long hours of working morning construction. However, the one time he had seen the man reach down and land a thunderous spank on his son's bottom. Pretty everyone heard that spank from miles around.