"You have detention with me after school today mr.Iero. I'd watch that mouth of yours unless you want more trouble." Yelled my art teacher, Mr.Way.
"y - yes s-sir." I reply with a shaky breath.- my name is frank. Frank iero. I go to this high maintenance catholic school. I hate it so much! Everyone there hates me. I dont even know what I did!- well, okay, that's a lie. I know exactly what I did. Or, what I do to be exact. I'm not exactly the shining image like most boys here. I have shoulder length black hair, hazel colored eyes, and a lip ring. I think what really makes everyone hate me, is that I'm gay. Not really the best place to be in my opinion. Gay and catholic school don't mix too well.
I look up at the clock and hear the bell ring. I have detention in my last class of the day so I might as well just stay here.i sigh as I see everyone get up and leave all in a rush to leave for winter break. 'Great! Detention before break' I thought. My mom won't care . she's probably out right now with some new -' "what am I to do with you,frank?" Mr way calls out, breaking the comfortable silence. "You could let me leave and go back to whatever it is you do" I mumbled.i usually Don't snap at people like that. I don't know why today all of a sudden.
"That's enough! Stand up and come here Iero!" I slowly stand up, he doesn't usually yell, so I know nothing goods gonna come from this. I walk over to his desk. He got up and walked towards me, grabbing me by my tie and leading me into the supply room. He pushes Me in there and leaves again.
He comes back rather quickly and to my horror, he has a paddle in his hand.
"I'll teach you to disrespect me in my own classroom!" He yells as he bends me over one of the spare desks. In one swift movement he has my pants and boxers around my ankle and the paddle raised high in the air. He slams it down and I jerk up due to the amount of force. He repeats this action a total of 10 times before he speaks again. " I want you to count these last twenty. If you mess up, we'll start over. Understood?"
I nod sheepishly.
He raises his paddle In the air again and slams it down. By now, I'm already bawling my eyes out. He can make any boy in school cry! Keep in mind I'm very short! Only about 4'9 so the odds aren't in my favor.
"One sir"
He repeats.
"T-two sir"
Again.
"AH three s-sir"
Again.
"Four sir"
Again.
"Five sir"
Again.
"S-six sir"
He stops suddenly. I turn to look at him and see him staring at my now bright red bum, what I wasn't expecting though, was the tears streaming out of his eyes.
" god what have I done?" He chokes out. He Reaches out for me, and once I'm in his grasp, he pulls me into one of the biggest hugs I've ever received. All I could hear was Mr way crying out a million apologies. "I'm so sorry frank." "It wasn't you, it was me! I had a hard day and needed a stress reliever!" "Oh god, please forgive me frank?!" I nodded with wide eyes. Him. My teacher who spanked me is now apologizing as if he was the one who got spanked and not me. He looks up at me and kisses my cheek Feebly, before pulling my pants and boxers back up. I howled in pain from the contact and he gave me a sympathetic glance, which I brushed off with a little smile.
