The Greendale Files

Class Clown
by Barebutt express

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Another day, another naughty sixth-grader. That’s what it had started to feel like. For some reason, the week had produced an
unusually high amount of misbehavior. Maybe it was the weather.

This time, it was 11-year-old Ethan Hope sitting in my office. A handsome boy with long brown hair and bright blue eyes. It was
his first time in the hot seat opposite my desk.

“So,” I summarized the situation for him. “Ms Skye tried warning you several times. Then, she tried moving you to a different
desk at the front of the classroom. But you kept disrupting the class, so now I’m going to have to give you a spanking. Ok bud?”

He looked worried but not surprised. It was what he was expecting to hear.

“Does that sound fair? Is there anything you want to talk about first?” I asked.

He thought for a moment then shook his head.

“Ok, stand up.”

We both rose from our chairs. I walked around to Ethan’s side of the desk, then with a hand on the small of his back, guided him
towards the couch in the center of the spacious office.

“Do your parents use spanking at home?” I asked as we walked.

“Yeah, sometimes.”

“You’re a pro then. When was the last time?”

“Um...a couple of weeks I guess.”

Reaching the sofa, I sat on the middle cushion, positioning Ethan in front of me.

“Do you know why kids are spanked, Ethan? I mean, the logic behind it?”

He seemed perplexed by the question. I don’t think he’d really though about it before, it was just a fact of life for him.

“It’s because the experience is memorable,” I explained. “And it gets a message through to your developing brain really
effectively. Lift your shirt, bud.”

He reluctantly held up his t-shirt just enough to reveal his waistband. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, lowering them to his
ankles and revealing his briefs. They featured a modern multi-colored design.

“Do you want to tell me why you kept interrupting your teacher even after she warned you?”

“I don’t know...”

“You knew it was the wrong thing to do, right? It makes it hard for her to do her job, and it’s unfair to the other kids, too. Besides
which, it’s rude and disrespectful.”

I put my hands on his hips waited patiently while he thought about it.

“I just couldn’t help it I guess,” Ethan answered. “I thought of something funny to say, and it just came out.”

“That’s what I figured. Don’t worry, it’s normal for someone your age to have trouble with self control. You might find it hard to
believe, but spanking can really help with that. Trust me.”

I pulled his briefs down, to join the pants around his ankles. He instinctively tried to cover himself, but before he could, I took his
hands in mine.

“Your teachers and I are here to help you be the best boy you can be. Sometimes that means giving advice, sometimes it means
giving support and sometimes, it means giving you a sore butt.”

I paused a moment to let that sink in. The boy was completely focussed on my face and my words. I guess when you have a bare
fanny, your whole world becomes about the person who’s about to light it up.

Then I patted my lap.

“Over my knee, Ethan.”

Initially, he tried to drape himself diagonally across, leaving his feet on the floor. But I lifted his legs and deposited them on the
sofa too, so he was horizontal and his whole body was supported. Then I pushed his t-shirt all the way up to his shoulders.
Combined with the fact that his pants were still around his ankles, this would essentially allow him to feel naked.

I turned my attention to his baby-smooth bubble-shaped bottom. A lone freckle on the left cheek stood out against his otherwise
unbroken olive complexion. The kid was clenching his cheeks, probably unconsciously, as he waited for his discipline to start. I
massaged his bottom in circles.

“What’s about to happen, Ethan?”

He mumbled something into the couch.

“I can’t hear you, buddy.”

“I’m gonna get spanked,” he replied, audibly this time.

“That’s right. And why do you need a spanking?”

“Because I was messing around in class.”

“That’s right.” I stopped rubbing and raised my arm. This triggered a panicked reaction from Ethan, who turned his head to look
back at me.

“Mr Jameson?” he asked urgently.

“Yes Ethan?”

“How many smacks am I gonna get?”

“As many as I think you need, but no more. Ok?”

He sighed and buried his face in the cushion. I took this as my cue, and landed the first one nice and hard.

SLAP!

I’ve found that it works best to keep my spanking hand relaxed, so that it adapts to the contours of the cheeks in front of me. I
raise my hand fairly high and let gravity do its thing, with a slight flick of the wrist just before impact.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

I delivered the strokes at a steady pace, about a second between each one. Red marks were already showing on the sixth-grader’s
bare bottom.

“When kids misbehave, they get spanked, Ethan.”

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

“Next time you’re about to call out a silly comment in class,”

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

“You might get a little tingle in your bottom that makes you think twice.”

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

“That’s how a spanking helps you to learn.”

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Ethan was starting to kick his legs, but his bundled pants were helping to limit their movement. The smacks were now
interspersed with painful ‘aahs’ and ‘owws’. Most of his bottom was red, so I progressed to his under-curves and sit-spots. This
made him turn and reach back to protect himself, giving me a pleading look.

“I know it hurts, buddy, but I need you to hold still until I’m done spanking.”

I pinned his hands behind his back, and resumed the job of delivering stinging swats to the mostly-naked brat.

SLAP! SLAP! “Owwww!” SLAP! SLAP! “Owwwwwwwww!”

I was planning for it to be a moderate spanking, taking him just up to his cry point. Shouldn’t be long now, I figured.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

“Oww! Owwwww! Pleeeeeeease!”

One more SLAP, and Ethan started to sob. I stopped spanking, released his hands and went back to rubbing his bouncy cheeks.

“There you go, bud. That’s a good boy.”

I rubbed his bare back with one hand, and his scorched bottom with the other, giving the emotionally vulnerable pre-teen time to
recover.

“Your punishment’s done. I’m proud of you, Ethan.”

Once he calmed down a bit, I lifted him under his arms, and drew him up so he was sitting on my lap. I reached over to a side
table for some tissues, handing them over to the sniffing boy. His pants and undies were still bunched around his ankles, but he
wasn’t thinking about that.

Younger students often want some comfort after a spanking, and Ethan’s body language was telling me that he did, but I don’t
like to force it. I let them tell me what they need.

“Do you need a hug, buddy?”

He responded by wrapping his arms around me. So, I put my arms around him and pulled him into my chest, rubbing his back
while he sniffed.

“I’m sorry that I misbehaved,” he mumbled into my ear.

“I know you are. But you don’t need to apologize to me. You’ve been spanked, so you’ve got a clean slate. Does that make
sense?”

He leaned back and nodded. I ruffled his hair and helped him get to his feet. He stood patiently while I pulled up his underwear
and then his jeans, easing them over his tender behind.

“I hope we don’t have to do that again, but we will if you need it, ok? Work on your self control, and you’ll be golden.”

“Yes sir.”

I checked my watch. “The bell’s going to ring any second. Ready for lunch?”

“Yeah, I’m starving!”

“Me too! I guess spanking works up an appetite. It’s hard work, no matter which side of it you’re on.”

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