d's Anger Management Training Chapter 27
by Chadlad

copyright 2006 by Chadlad, all rights reserved
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Chapter 27: The DAs

Once Chad had been diapered and released from the diaper
table, and he and his attendants had taken their seats, Mrs.
Rose dropped her bombshell.  "As I said earlier, there have
been some changes in the punishment procedures for you
seventh-grade boys.  Yesterday I mentioned to the principal
that I had a particularly difficult group of boys this year,
and that I expected that I was going to have to administer a
fairly large number of spankings and paddlings in the next
few weeks.  I also noted to her that my arm was already
feeling some stiffness from having to attend to the errant
Mr. Henson and the forgetful Mr. Turpin.  After discussing
the issue, we finally decided on a plan that will allow
discipline procedures to continue unhindered while reducing
the physical strain on me.  I have gotten permission to
appoint two of you girls to be discipline assistants, or
DAs.  These discipline assistants will ease my burden by
taking over the discipline of several of the smaller, less
mature boys, allowing me to concentrate my talents on the
bigger, more physically mature boys.  The following boys
will be assigned to DA's for all of their future spankings
and paddlings."

Mrs. Rose picked up a piece of paper that had been sitting
on her desk.  She slipped her reading glasses down onto her
nose and read from it.  "Jimmy Chen.  Alan Delvecchio.  Chad
Henson.  Randy Martinez.  Sam Farlow.  You five boys have
been assigned to DA's and will receive all future spankings
and paddlings from them."  The five boys who had been named
looked at each other with dismay.  They were going to be
spanked by girls?

Mrs. Rose went on.  "After long consideration, I have
decided on the two girls who will initially be assigned as
DAs.  This was not an easy decision.  Many of you girls were
truly deserving.  The girls chosen had to meet a number of
criteria.  They had to be good students with a good academic
record.  They had to have shown exemplary classroom
behavior.  And most important, they had to be physically
mature enough and strong enough to administer a long,
painful spanking.  After considering all of you girls, two
girls stood out from the rest as having the proper maturity
as well as the proper attitudes."  

Mrs. Rose paused for a moment, beaming at the classroom. 
Chad looked around the class, as did the other 4 boys,
trying to decide who had been chosen.  Which girls were
physically mature and also had good academic and
disciplinary records?  Cynthia was out – she was too small
to meet the criterion.  Sarah had an indifferent
disciplinary record, sometimes neglecting homework.  His
eyes fell on Emily, sitting tall in her seat and looking
virtuous.  She was the most physically mature girl in class,
apart from Lindsay.  Teachers loved her because she kissed
up to them, so she had a spotless disciplinary record.  On
the other hand, Lindsay did, also.  Chad looked more
frantically around the room.  It had to be someone else, not
those two!  The last people he wanted to deal with when his
butt was on the line was one of those two!  He scanned each
other girl one by one, dismissing them in turn as too small,
too immature, too poorly behaved, having poor grades – it
kept coming back to Emily and Lindsay.  He held his breath,
waiting for Mrs. Rose to reveal her choices.  After what
seemed like an eternity, Mrs. Rose went on.  "The girls who
will serve as DAs, and will be in charge of the five boys
just mentioned, are Emily and Lindsey."

Lindsay beamed at each of the five boys in turn.  Emily
looked at Jimmy Chan and then at Chad and gave each of them
a wink and a smirk, as if to say, "you're in my hands now,
boys!"  Chad felt like he'd been punched in the gut.  The
two girls who disliked him the most, and they got to be in
charge of spanking and paddling his bare butt if he messed
up in any way!  Life wasn't fair!

"No!  No way!"  Jimmy Chen suddenly burst out, rising from
his seat.  "There is no way they're spanking my butt!  I'm
going to tell my mom!  She'll set you straight!  There is no
way any girls are spanking me!  You can't do this!  I'm
telling my mom!"  His voice rose, verging on hysteria.

"Mr. Chen!"  Mrs. Rose said sternly.  "I will not tolerate
such outbursts in my class!  For your information, I called
the mothers of all five of you boys before class this
morning, and all have consented to my proposal.  In fact,
Mr. Chen, your mother said, quite specifically, that she
thought you would benefit greatly from a few bare bottom
spankings by a girl your age."

Jimmy plunked down as if he had been shot.  Mrs. Rose
continued.  "In fact, it's obvious from your outburst that
you need a good dose of discipline right now.  Mr. Chen,
please come to the front of the classroom and stand on the
tape line.  Lindsay, I believe you're first up.  Could you
please come to the front classroom to help with Mr. Chen's
discipline?"

Lindsay walked to the front of the classroom, her body
swaying elegantly as she did so.  Jimmy remained glued to
his chair.  After waiting a few seconds, Mrs. Rose spoke
again.  "Mr. Chen!  If you do not get your little bottom to
the front of the classroom right now, I'm going to instruct
Lindsay not only to spank you right now, but to give you a
paddling this afternoon!  You saw how Mr. Henson reacted to
receiving a paddling the same day as being spanked – would
you like to experience it yourself first hand?"  White faced
and shaking, Jimmy got to his feet, desperately wishing he'd
kept his mouth shut.  His heart was thudding rapidly as he
made his way to the front of the room and placed his toes on
the line, facing the classroom.  As he spied Mrs. Rose,
handing an empty box to Lindsay, his fear rose further.  He
had forgotten that all spankings in class were now on the
bare butt!  Lindsay was going to get to spank him naked! 
And he was going to have to get undressed for the first time
in front of class! He was desperately glad he'd gone to the
bathroom before school, because if he had not he would have
peed his pants right there.  As it was, he leaked a few
drops into his underpants, fortunately for him all the fluid
he had in him at the moment.  Glancing down, he was glad to
see that the spot didn't soak through to the front of his
pants.

Lindsay approached him, holding out the box.  "Please take
off your shoes and socks, Jimmy, and put them in the box,"
she said.  Numbly, Jimmy complied.  "Now take off your
shirt, please," she said to him.  Jimmy looked for somewhere
to escape, but Mrs. Rose was standing near the classroom
door, and it certainly wasn't going out the second-story
windows.  He slowly and reluctantly pulled off his shirt and
dropped it in the box.

"Your pants have to come off next, you know, because you're
being spanked on the bare bottom," Lindsay said, as if
addressing a 2-year-old.  "Do you want to take your pants
off yourself, or should I do it for you?" She added
helpfully.

Jimmy reached for his pants button.  "I'll do it," he said
determinedly.  He thought about the wet spot on the front of
his underpants that he desperately needed to cover up. 
"I'll take off my underpants, too."  That way they'll never
know, he thought to himself.  He pulled the snap and pulled
down the zipper of his pants, then he looped a thumb under
both waist bands and yanked his pants and underpants down
violently, bending down to lift them over his feet, and then
straightening the toss them in the box, making sure his
underpants stayed hidden inside his pants.  Without being
told, he put his hands behind his head and glared at his
classmates defiantly.  He even thrust his genital region
outward, as if in inviting them to look at it.

Along with the rest of the class, Chad leaned forward to
take a good look at the naked Jimmy's genitals.  He was a
bit surprised, though.  He had expected to see the plump
little sausage wiener and the tight sack he'd seen after
Jimmy's pants paddling last year in the bathroom.  But
obviously some changes had been going on in Jimmy's life
that he hadn't shared with Chad.  His penis was now longer,
so that it hung down like a little snake between Jimmy's
legs and no longer looked so plump.  And the boy's balls had
dropped and now hung away from his body, and appeared to be
half again as big as Chad's.  And more vividly, Jimmy Chen
had hair!  Not much hair, mind you, but he had at least a
dozen soft, downy hairs sprouting on his groin above his
swaying penis.  As his hair was black, each of his hairs was
visible, even in the back row.  It was true that he didn't
look impressive compared to Joey Turpin, with his large,
hairy package, but he certainly put the more immature Chad
to shame.

Lindsay pulled the spanking chair to the center of the front
of the room and sat down.  Mrs. Rose handed her the spanking
towel, which she placed on her lap.  Jimmy trembled.  He
knew from extensive personal experience just how much
spankings hurt.  Unlike Chad, who'd been spanked for the
first time just 2 days ago, Jimmy had received at least one
spanking in school a year since kindergarten, and had even
been paddled in school on his pants covered butt last year. 
In addition, Jimmy managed to earn a spanking at home every
few months on a regular basis, and his mother spanked him
and sometimes paddled him on his bare butt.  Lindsay was
actually bigger and taller than Jimmy's diminutive mother,
and with her longer arms looked like she could actually
smack his butt harder.  She also had a look of evil
anticipation on his face, so he knew that she'd be doing her
best to make him suffer.  

In her best imitation of Mrs. Rose, Lindsay addressed Jimmy. 
"Jimmy Chen, you are going to be given a hard bare-butt
spanking for talking back to Mrs. Rose and disrupting class. 
While I am spanking you, you must keep your hands away from
your bottom and not interfere with my ability to strike your
butt with my hand.  You must remain over my lap until I tell
you your spanking is over and that you may get up.  You may
cry and kick, but not so much that you interfere with my
ability to spank your butt."  She turned to look at Mrs.
Rose.  "Did I say that right?" she asked.


"Very good Lindsay," Mrs. Rose said.  "I just want to add a
couple more messages to Mr. Chen before you start blistering
his bottom.  Look at me, Mr. Chen," she said the Jimmy
sharply.  Jimmy reluctantly swiveled his head to look at
Mrs. Rose.  "Do not think that just because you're being
spanked by a classmate that you're in for a less severe
punishment that I would give you.  I'm going to make sure
that Lindsay spanks you as long and hard as I would, and you
can be sure you'll be crying just as hard when she's done
with you as if I had spanked you myself.  Also, don't even
think that you can resist her in anyway.  I'm going to be
watching your spanking, and if I see any signs of resistance
in all, I will immediately hand her the paddle to use on
your bare butt.  Resistance on your part also may result in
you getting a paddling this afternoon or an additional
spanking or paddling tomorrow.  

"Oh, and there's one more change in the spanking rules that
I cleared with the principal and with your mothers today,"
she said, getting a grim little smile on her face.  "In
order to make sure that you young boys control yourselves
when being spanked by our DAs, I have received permission to
allow the DAs to restrain you by gripping your genitals.  At
the minimum I will insist that all of you little boys be
held by your little penises during your spankings.  If the
DA's believe you need more restraint, they can include your
scrotum in their grip, or if you need even more restraint,
they may hold you down by gripping your scrotum alone."

The remaining color drained out of Jimmy's face.  Around the
room color drained out of the 4 other boys' faces as well.
Chad's thoughts echoed those of the other boys.  Emily or
Lindsay could hold him down by his penis while spanking him,
or worse yet, by his balls?  His most delicate parts?  The 4
seated boys looked at Jimmy with pity, meanwhile vowing to
be angels themselves from now on.

Mrs. Rose was finishing her explanation.  "So, Lindsay,
during Mr. Chen's spanking today, you may hold him down by
his penis, by his penis and scrotum together, or by his
scrotum, whichever you think the situation and his
deportment during the spanking warrants.  That also applies
to you, Emily, the next time one of these little boys earns
a spanking for himself."  She turned her gaze directly Chad
and stared at him for a moment.  Emily turned in her seat
and stared at Chad too, mouthing "you're next" to him.

Mrs. Rose turned back to Lindsay.  "Of course, we're
counting on you girls to exercise good judgment and not grip
the boy's genitals any more tightly than necessary during
his spanking.  Necessary punishment is one thing, excessive
cruelty is another.  Excessive cruelty will result in loss
of DA privileges."

She surveyed the room, noting with pleasure the look of
horror on Jimmy Chen's face and the four other boys she had
assigned to the DAs.  That should shake them up, she thought
with satisfaction.  Nothing like threatening to grab a boy
by his balls to get his attention!  She let her words sink
in a minute, then addressed Lindsay.  "Let's get moving, we
have a lot to do this morning!  Lindsey, would you please
take this little boy by his genitals, bend him over your
knee, and give him a sound spanking?  And Mr. Chen, would
you please be so good as to cooperate?"

Lindsay wasted no time, her left hand snaking out and
grasping Jimmy's flaccid penis in her fist.  She pulled him
across her lap, Jimmy having no choice but to follow his
penis with the rest of his body.  She positioned him with
his genitals between her slightly spread legs, so that his
butt was in the middle of her lap.  In this position,
Jimmy's body assumed an inverted V. His toes were touching
the ground on his right, and his head and arms hung down on
the left.  Unseen by the students, but obvious to Jimmy,
Lindsay immediately relaxed her iron grip on the boy's
phallus and was gently stroking it, bringing it almost
immediately to its fully hardness.  She covered up her
actions with her left hand by pretending to fuss with his
butt with her right, shifting its slightly this way and that
on her lap, and pressing on his thighs to make him spread
his legs out more.  

She turned to Mrs. Rose.  "May I check him for cleanliness
before I start, Mrs. Rose?"  She asked sweetly.  "You know
how little boys are."

"Of course, dear," Mrs. Rose replied.  "I should have had
him bend over to be checked before he went over your lap. 
We'll have to remember to do that from now on.  Here, let me
help you."

Mrs. Rose strode over to the thoroughly humiliated Jimmy and
put a hand on each one of his buttocks, then pressed down,
spreading them as widely as they would go.  Jimmy winced as
it felt like she was tearing him in half at his butt crack. 
Meanwhile, Lindsay kept stroking his penis, causing a
confusion of feelings in Jimmy.  He was terribly afraid of
the spanking he was about to receive, and he was thoroughly
humiliated at being bare naked in front of the entire class,
and having had to let everyone look at his half-grown
genitals and sparse pubic hair.  That humiliation was
compounded by the fact that Mrs. Rose, Lindsay, and all the
children in the front left side of the class now had a clear
view of his butt hole.  His butt crack burned from the
stretching Mrs. Rose was inflicting upon it.  Yet the end of
his penis tickled so pleasantly where Lindsay was stroking
it that his position was almost enjoyable.

Lindsay leaned over Jimmy's butt, studying his butt hole
closely.  He could feel her hot breath against that usually
private orifice.  Meanwhile, her stroking of his penis was
causing tiny pelvic contractions, so that his pink, wrinkled
anus squeezed tightly and then relaxed every few seconds. 
Mrs. Rosen noted the movement and guessed at its cause, then
decided there was no need to restrain Lindsay.  Any pleasure
she was giving the boy would stop as soon as she started
spanking, and if she did happen to bring him to orgasm
during his spanking and his orgasm was wet, she have an
excuse to use the special punishment tools the school had
obtained.

"I don't see anything in there, but a little lint trapped
right where he squeezes together," Lindsay reported, "You
know, the wrinkly part where the poo comes out."  Jimmy's
ears burned.  She had to announce to the whole class that he
had lint trapped in his butt hole?  

Mrs. Rose released Jimmy's bottom, and Jimmy relaxed
gratefully as the pain in his butt crack subsided.  His
relaxation was short-lived, however, because Lindsay
immediately raised her hand and brought down with a sharp
crack in the center of his right buttock.  Jimmy was
astonished at how much it stung.  Although he'd been spanked
many times before, and in fact, was the single most
frequently spanked boy in his class, he'd still hoped she
wouldn't be able to spank him as hard as Mrs. Rose or his
mom. Instead, her first blow had been every bit as painful
as the ones his mother dished out in the privacy of his
bedroom.  He stiffened as Lindsay second spank struck his
left bun, also in the center.  Her third spank, she landed
precisely by her first, so that half her hand overlapped the
area covered by the first spank.  She did the same thing on
his left buttock with her fourth spank, overlapping her
second.  The place where the two spanks overlapped on each
side blazed with pain.  

Lindsay continued down Jimmy's butt, making sure each spank
overlapped the previous one, until she reached the crease
where his butt joined his legs.  Then she began methodically
moving back up, still overlapping each spank until she
reached the top of his butt crack.  She then started
spanking her way back down his butt again.  By the time
she'd reached the bottom of his butt the first time, Jimmy
was becoming quite vocal, uttering a continuous "owwww,
owwww, owwww!" with each "owwww" corresponding to one of
Lindsay's spanks.  By the time she'd reached the top of his
butt, he was crying like a baby, drooping over her lap and
producing continuous sobs.  As Lindsay started her trek back
down his butt, he began drumming his toes against the floor
and begging her, between sobs, to stop.

"Aaaaaaa! Stop! Aaaaaaaa!  It hurts!  Aaaaaaaaaaa!
Pleeeeeeeeease!" He wailed, arms flailing and legs
scissoring.  Lindsay ignored him and continued methodically
beating his butt.  Meanwhile, unseen, between his legs, she
had tightened her grip on his penis and was methodically
milking him, trying to bring him to orgasm.  Despite the
intense pain in his bottom and his continuous bawling,
Jimmy's penis continued to respond, and he felt the familiar
warm pleasure of impending orgasm building up in his groin
even while unbearable pain continued to build in his
hindquarters.  In fact, the burn in his hindquarters just
heightened his penile excitement.  

As Lindsay reached the bottom of the boy's butt one more
time, she shifted her target to directly over the boy's
anus.  Let's see how you like it right on the old pooper,
she thought to herself.  She also increased the strength of
her blows, and at the same time, she increased the speed
with which she was milking the boy's penis. The overwhelming
pain on the base of his butt combined with a pleasure in the
tip of his penis sent Jimmy over the edge.  His buttocks
contracted repeatedly in orgasm, but the orgasm, rather than
being pleasurable, was dominated by the intense pain of the
boy's spanking.

To the children watching, it merely looked like Jimmy was
contracting his butt in reaction to the severe pain of being
spanked right over his butt hole.  Lindsay, however, felt
the boy's penis head swell and contract vigorously in her
hand.  She waited for the gush of wetness she had expected,
preparing to yank him off her lap and display to everybody
the result of his perverted pleasure.  Then she could sit
back and enjoy the very severe punishment that was sure to
follow.  Thus, she was disappointed to feel nothing at all
come out of the end of Jimmy's spasming penis.  Dammit,
dammit, dammit!  She thought to herself.  All her work to
make him cum, and he's another little boy dry cummer!  How
dare he upset her plans by being too immature to produce at
least one embarrassing little squirt!  

Intensely disappointed at the collapse of her plan, Lindsay
shifted the grip of her hand until she was circling just the
boy's plump little scrotum.  It took her several more spanks
at the base of his butt before she was able to trap his
pubescent little lumps between her fingers, because the boy
continued squeezing his butt in the final spasms of his
dying orgasm.  Timing things carefully, she landed two
tremendous spanks on the base of the boy's butt and a third
in the lower center, making the last one as hard as she can
hit.  Coinciding with that last spank, she squeezed the
boy's balls hard, grinding the two of them together for a
couple of seconds.  She then released his genitals, snaked
her hand out from between her legs, and gripped the now
squealing Jimmy by the small the back.  With her right hand,
she began methodically massaging his red, sore, bottom.

Jimmy, meanwhile, had been completely overcome with pain. 
The last three spanks had burned his bottom in a way he
would previously have thought was impossible.  At the same
time, his prized little balls, whose growth he'd been so
proud of, had suddenly been taken in a vice-like grip and
ground together, so that they exploded with pain.  It hurt
worse than the time he'd gotten hit in the crotch by a
baseball in Little League, back when he'd refused to wear a
cup because it was uncomfortable.  As he had done when the
ball hit him, he drew in a deep breath, arched his back and
screamed, and kept screaming for the next half minute,
before gradually subsiding into racking sobs.  Meanwhile,
Lindsay kept massaging his butt, keeping the pain there
alive as the dominant pain in the boy's balls subsided to a
dull ache.  

It took Jimmy a good five minutes to calm down enough that
Lindsay could stand him on his feet.  As soon as he was on
his feet, he clutched his tortured scrotum in both hands,
rocking back and forth and squalling.  As his squealing
diminished to the point where he had control of his voice
somewhat, Jimmy began complaining to Mrs. Rose. "She – she –
she – she – she squeezed meeeeeee!"  He wailed.  "She
squeezed my balls!  She squeezed them hard!  It
hurrrrrrrrt!"  He gasped out.  He continued clutching
himself.

Mrs. Rosa got up and walked over jerking hands away from his
genitals and placing them behind his head.  "You know the
rule about touching yourself, Mr. Chen," she said sternly.  

Jimmy was bouncing up and down in pain and rage.  "But M – M
– Mrs. Rose! She squeezed my balls!  Hard!  It hurt!"

Mrs. Rose looked at Lindsay.  "I had to restrain him by his
little boy bag, Mrs. Rose," Lindsey said innocently.  "He
got a little wild during the last few spanks."

"Yes, I saw that," Mrs. Rose said.  "Little boys often get
wild, near the end of their spankings."  She leaned over and
inspected Jimmy's scrotum, yanking his limp penis out of the
way so that she could see better.  "You should know better
than to try to escape while being spanked.  Your scrotum
looks fine to me," she said to Jimmy.  "Now I don't want to
hear another word from you!  You were given a well-deserved
spanking, and you were restrained in a proper fashion.  Now
turn around and show the class the results of your
spanking."

Jimmy had no choice but to turn around and display his well
spanked butt to the class.  To heighten his humiliation,
Mrs. Rose forced him to grab his ankles, so the whole class
could see how deeply into his butt crack his spanking had
gone, and how sharply the red of his butt contrasted with
the white of his butt crack.  The little piece of black lint
was still visible, caught in the center of the boy's
tightly-closed hole.  To Chad's humiliation, the students
around him immediately started comparing Jimmy's butt hole
to his own.  Worse, it seemed most of them thought that
Jimmy's butt hole was by far the more appealing, owing to
the fact that what it was a nice deep pink that made it look
cleaner than his pink and brown hole, and that the wrinkle
pattern on Jimmy's hole was almost perfectly even, unlike
his own hole, which apparently had a few bumps and thicker
wrinkles on one side.  They all agreed, however, that Joey's
butt hole was grosser, both because he had 'runner's butt'
and because of the hair in his crack.

After giving the class a good view of Jimmy's well spanked
butt and shy, pink little anus, he was turned to face a
class once again, and left until he had stopped crying.  The
ritual of apologizing to the class for having to watch him
be spanked and having to view his disgusting anatomy was
gone through, and Jimmy was deposited on the punishment
chair in the corner.  Mrs. Rose announced that as a result
of his attempt to avoid his final, well-deserved blows and
his protests concerning Lindsay's quite justified grip on
his scrotum, he would have to keep his feet on the second
rung from the floor while in the corner.  

Jimmy complied, staring into the corner angrily as he
shifted continuously trying to find a comfortable position
on a very uncomfortable bottom.  That's what happens when a
girl gets you by the balls, he thought to himself.  It's
just a matter of time until she yanks.  He continued to bore
holes in the wall with his gaze.  He hated that Lindsay! 
She enjoyed hurting him and hearing him cry!  And he was mad
at Chad, too!  It was his fault they all were getting
spanked bare, and it was his fault that the principal was
letting Lindsay and Emily spank them!  He didn't care if
Chad was his best friend and had been since kindergarten –
he was going to pay!