The new student Kaori Mizuki had been sulky all day. After many warnings, Mr. Tetsuo was fed up. «Enough, Kaori. Be good, or you’ll be staying after class.»

Everyone knew what that meant. Kaori had just moved but knew too. She sank in her chair and did remain quiet for a while, but soon her attitude came back worse than ever. After she snapped a kid’s pencil in two, Mr. Tetsuo banged his fist on the desk.

«That’s it! Into the corner with you! We’re going to have a chat after class.»

«Fine!» the girl yelled as she stomped to the corner behind the blackboard.

Less than an hour later the kids filed out of the classroom, leaving her with Mr. Tetsuo. The short but well-built man rolled up his sleeves and pulled her out of the corner. Kaori started whimpering when she felt him bend her over the teacher’s desk.

«I don’t want sulky girls in my class,» Mr. Tetsuo scolded as he raised her black uniform’s pleated skirt. Kaori started to cry softly. «Will you tell me what’s wrong with you today?»

He grabbed a wooden ruler and spanked her twice. The child bucked and yelped, but he pinned her down. A few moments’ rest, then two more, and sobs shook Kaori’s tiny frame.

Mr. Tetsuo shook his head and continued to wallop the young girl’s behind, soon reddening under the white cotton knickers. Twenty swats later he let up. Kaori was crying hard, her forehead pressed into the desk. Mr. Tetsuo bent and asked again:

«What’s wrong, Kaori? Why won’t you tell me?»

The weeping child shook her head. Sighing, Mr. Tetsuo reached for her panties and took them down and off. He did the same with her skirt. Kaori expected to be whipped again, but instead he scooped her up so that her knees were on the table too. She curled up in fetal position and wept. Mr. Tetsuo placed a hand on her corvine hair and the other on her red tushie. Kaori squirmed at first, but then gave in to the relaxing touch, and her crying subsided to the occasional sniffle.

«So?» Mr. Tetsuo asked again.

«I... the kids here hate me,» she said in a tiny voice.

Mr. Tetsuo let out a big sigh and almost regretted hitting her. He gently patted her bare rump, and her head, then sat on his armchair and pulled her on his lap. She sat in silence, wiping her tears.

«I understand. It takes time, Kaori, you’re new here. And kids won’t like you if all you do is throwing tantrums.»

The child nodded as she rubbed her backside.

«I can be your friend,» the teacher said, offering a smile, «but you have to be good for me.»

Kaori looked up with large teary eyes and nodded eagerly. «I-I promise, sir... thank you.»

Mr. Tetsuo kissed her forehead. «I’ll hold you to that promise.»

Again he patted her tush, and gulping, Kaori understood she could expect more trips across his desk if she misbehaved. But it felt so good to have a friend, that she didn’t care.

– The End –

Of all forms of non-consensual corporal punishment, spanking in the schools is the one I oppose to the strongest... but that picture was just too darn cute not to at least *try* and write a sweet story. I hope I succeeded. :)

Like all stories in this section, this one was completely inspired by the picture above. The drawing is probably from a hentai videogame, not sure. All rights reserved. If the owner wants to see it removed, please e-mail me .

This story does not necessarily represent the author’s point of view about anything. It is simply a work of fiction . The characters herein portrayed are invented and do not resemble reality to the best of the author’s knowledge. This account is entirely fictitious . Any similarities to other persons, living or deceased, is purely coincidental.

This story is written for the sane amusement of adult readers. It does not intend harm and does not promote violence of any kind, including spanking. No offence is meant to any group, ethnicity or individuals.

The author does in no way endorse the non-consensual disciplinary spanking of actual children and / or teenagers.

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