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Billy's Classroom Punishment
by Mr. X (address withheld)
***
Ten year old Billy Johnson has been recently misbehaving at
school, and after trying various ways of punishment, turn to his
classmates for help. (Fb, ped, nc, exh, spank)
***
Ten year old Billy Johnson was usually very mild mannered. He
always did his homework on time, maintained a solid A- average,
did his chores around the house and always respected his elders.
He occasionally had his moments of misbehaving, or "bad days" as
his mother called them, but for a boy his age it was expected.
Billy had two younger sisters at home, one who had just turned 8,
and another who had just turned 5. Both of his parents worked long
hours for a family business that had been founded back in the
1940's, but with a struggling economy and not enough income, his
parents were forced to work double shifts in order to pay the
bills.
Billy was considered rather mature for his age, and was expected
to look after his sisters on occasion when one of his parents was
unable to be home after school. Nothing he normally couldn't
handle, and due to his proven track record of responsibility, his
parents didn't have to worry much about it, as they trusted Billy
to take care of his younger siblings. Billy had just started the
4th grade this year, and started the year off well, but before too
long, had started to steer away from his usual good behavior.
By the time October had come around, Billy's grades were beginning
to plummet. He had failed three subjects already in school, two of
which he had done particularly well in years past, and had begun
hanging out with two known troublemakers at school, Danny and
Kevin. His parents had noticed the struggling in school, but they
quickly dismissed it as a mere childhood phase, as he was at the
early stages of puberty. Finally, one week in October, Billy's
attitude and behavior was as bad as it had ever been. Billy was
called into the principal's office for fighting and cursing out a
teacher in front of Kevin and Danny (to impress them no doubt).
As Billy sat in the waiting area outside the principal's office,
pretending like he wasn't worried, he was shocked to see his
mother walk into the room by the receptionist. "Hello Mrs.
Johnson" the receptionist greeted. "I'm sorry for having to call
you in on such short notice, but Billy's behavior has gotten much
worse, and Principal Franklin thought it would be in everyone's
best interest if this were addressed promptly." Mrs. Johnson, who
had heard enough by mid-sentence, was shaking her head in
agreement the entire time. "I understand. Thank you for calling me
in."
Mrs. Johnson walked straight by Billy as she sat down, obviously
furious about her son's behavior, when Principal Franklin opened
up his door and invited them in. As Billy walked in, he noticed
his teacher Ms. Richards waiting for their arrival. Now, with
knots in his stomach and an eerie chill going up his back, Billy
sat down in one of the chairs next to Mr. Franklin's desk.
"Again, I'm sorry we had to call you in on such short notice Mrs.
Johnson, but we needed to address Billy's situation at school. I'm
sure by now you've noticed his grades have been slipping, and over
the past several weeks you've been getting phone calls and letters
regarding his attitude at school, but I'm afraid that after this
last incident from this morning, we simply had to call you here
for an emergency meeting. I'm sure you've met Ms. Richards before,
she has been documenting Billy's actions over the past few weeks
and wanted to share with you some of the things you may not have
heard about."
The room got eerily quiet as Billy's mother gave him a very angry
look, which he could do nothing but hang his head down to avoid as
much eye contact as possible. Ms. Richards opened up her file
folder which was quite full with notes and papers from the past
two weeks, all of which were Billy's doing.
"Thank you Mr. Franklin. I'll try to keep this short, as I know
you need to go back to work. Billy has been misbehaving far more
lately than usual. Two weeks ago, he, along with Kevin and Danny
were picking on another girl, Molly, so bad that she cried for a
long time, and almost had to go home. Later that same week, they
cornered her at recess, and in front of everybody, flipped up her
skirt in front of all the boys outside. When I walked over to see
what the fuss was all about, Billy was laughing at her, and called
her a "stupid bitch". When I told him to not use profanity and to
apologize, he told me to "Shut up you stupid bitch, I'm not
apologizing to her."
Billy's mother was absolutely irate. She was about to say
something back, but Ms. Richards continued. "We know your family's
position with your jobs right now, and we've been trying to handle
this as best we can, but we feel that parental intervention is the
best thing right now, as all other methods have failed. Aside from
that incident, Billy has been talking and disrupting class,
throwing food in the cafeteria, and picking on all of his
classmates."
Mr. Franklin interrupted "We've tried all other methods of
discipline for two weeks, such as in-school suspension, frequent
visits here, as well as detentions and extra assignments, but
we're afraid that nothing has worked."
"Well..." his mother asked "have you tried spanking him?" Billy's
head immediately shot up, but was relieved to hear Mr. Franklin's
response. "No, we haven't, as the district policy does not allow
spanking at school between faculty and students."
Mrs. Johnson sat for a second, pondering her son's blatant
disrespect for authority and what his punishment should be. She
knew she couldn't just ignore it, as it would only get worse, then
she suddenly got an idea.
"Mr. Frankin, you say that you've tried all methods, but have you
tried asking Billy's classmates for suggestions?"
Billy looked up quickly at his mother's inquiry, and started
shaking slightly at the thought of her sudden idea.
"What do you mean, Mrs. Johnson?" Mr. Franklin replied.
"Well, you say that Billy has been acting up in school, and has
been extremely mean and disrespectful to his classmates, correct?"
Mr. Franklin paused "Yes..." "Well" Mrs. Johnson continued, "I
think it would be a great idea that since he's been hurting his
classmates so much, that they should be able to pick what kind of
punishment he receives. Why don't we have them each get three
slips of paper and write down any type of punishment they can
think of on it, and we'll put it in a big bowl. Then, after a
certain amount of misbehaving per week, if Billy's behavior hasn't
improved, he will have to draw one of the punishments from the
bowl, which will be carried out in front of them."
Mr. Franklin paused for a second, and then smiled. "You know Mrs.
Johnson, I think that's a wonderful idea. Since the school is only
allowed to do so much as far as punishment is concerned, and since
suspending him would be too much of a financial burden on you, I
think that will work just fine. Plus, since you're his parent, we
don't have to worry about any legal recourse that might happen, as
you are consenting to it yourself."
Billy was frozen stiff in his chair...not wanting to believe what
he just heard. His classmates getting to choose his punishment?
Whatever they wanted? Billy wanted to object, naturally, but
figured it would help his case out in the long run if he just sat
still with his head down.
"Good, it's settled then. I tell you what, since it's Friday, why
don't I just get my husband to come pick him up, since it's his
day off. Then, Ms. Richards and I can go into his class and
announce what will be happening from now on." "Sounds good to me."
replied Mr. Frankin. "Billy, you go home and think about what
you've done, and hopefully, you won't have to get punished by your
classmates. Billy shuddered slightly, nodded his head in silence,
then followed his mother outside. She called his father on her
cell phone, and he quickly came to take Billy home.
Ms. Richards and Mrs. Johnson quickly walked back to her
classroom, which was being attended to by her teacher's aide. When
they walked in, they were watching a science channel special about
Dinosaurs. "Hi, class, I'm back." chirped Ms. Richards. "This is
Mrs. Johnson, Billy's mother." "Hello Mrs. Johnson," came the
usual unison class response. "Mrs. Johnson is here to talk about
Billy's behavior in school, and how she needs your help in his
punishment." The class got eagerly quiet, as Mrs. Johnson came to
the front of the class.
"Good afternoon, class. I'm sure by now you're all tired of Billy
picking on everyone so much, and I'm here to tell you that things
are going to be changing, starting today. As you see, Ms. Richards
is passing out 3 slips of paper to each of you. Now, what I want
you to do, is to write whatever punishment you can think of on the
slip of paper, no matter how crazy or embarrassing it is, and come
up with three of them. Whatever you can think up is fine.
Then, we're going to put all of them in a big bowl, and if I get a
call from the school, I'll come down and Billy will have to select
one of the punishments from the bowl... all of which were written
by you! He will then have to have that punishment given here, in
front of all of you. Now, how this works is simple. Billy will get
3 strikes per week, this can be anything that is misbehaving, such
as talking in class or name calling.
If Billy gets 3 strikes at any time during the week, I will be
called here and Billy will receive the punishment he chooses. If,
however, a major infraction occurs, such as fighting, swearing or
other serious problems, I will be immediately called, in which
Billy will have 2 punishments, one that I choose. Billy won't be
able to see any of these, so don't worry. Any questions?"
The class was calmly quiet, but Molly raised her hand "Anything we
want to write?" Mrs. Johnson smiled "Yes, honey, anything." The
class quietly giggled amongst one another for the next 10 minutes,
as their young little minds began working up a storm. After the
end of the day, Mrs. Johnson had 66 pieces of folded paper in her
bowl, which was kept in Ms. Richards's cabinet. The school day was
finally over, and the kids all went home chattering to one
another.
Monday had come around, and Billy didn't want to go to school.
Already embarrassed enough by the thought of his peers picking his
demise, Billy was already having a "bad day" as he didn't get much
sleep the night before and was incredibly cranky. As Billy was
walking out the door to catch the bus, his mother reminded him
"Don't forget Billy, 3 strikes is all you get. I want you to
change your behavior and get your grades back up, and if it means
getting help from your classmates to do it, then fine, so be it. I
don't want to have to come to your school again, young man." Billy
nodded and walked out the door to the bus stop.
"Young man" he thought, as he walked out the door. All the other
kids were talking freely when he walked on the bus, but it quickly
calmed down as he walked back to his seat. As he got to school,
his class sat down together as
Ms. Richards greeted everyone. "Hello class. Our first rule of
business is to turn in your homework assignment from last Friday
for Math." Billy quickly froze, as he didn't have his homework
ready to turn in... he didn't do it. He tried to play it off at
first, but Ms. Richards quickly caught on once she received the
papers. "Billy Johnson!" Ms. Richards called, "Where is your
homework?" All eyes were quickly on Billy. "I uh... forgot it...
ma'am, I'm sorry" he slowly stammered out. "Well Billy, forgetting
your homework was one of the guidelines for your punishment bowl,
I'm afraid you get your first strike." "What?!?" Billy yelled
"What the hell for? That's unfair!" The class immediately got
quiet, as Ms. Richards got irate. "Well, young man, you just went
from one strike to an immediate punishment slip for swearing. I'm
calling your mother right now."
Ms. Richards quickly left the class to the teacher's assistant as
she walked down to the teachers lounge phone.
Billy quickly got a knot in his stomach, and in less than ten
minutes, his mother walked into the classroom."
"Well, well Billy. Not even 9:00 in the morning and I'm already
getting a call from your school about your behavior.
I guess our talk last Friday didn't have any effect on you, did
it? Well, that's too bad, as your classmates are about to give you
some help on changing. Get up from your desk and come up here."
Billy slowly got up from his desk, and walked towards the front of
the class. "Turn around and face your classmates and apologize."
Billy slowly turned around to the dead silent class, whose eyes
were all on him. "I'm sorry..."
Billy meekly said. "I'm sorry?" his mother yelled "I'm sorry?
That's all you have? For weeks you've been treating your teacher
and classmates like dirt, and all you can say is "I'm sorry?"
You're going to have to do better than that, young man." Billy
shuddered, and after pausing said "I'm sorry for misbehaving so
much the past few weeks and for being mean to everyone. I really
hope you can forgive me."
"That's a little better" his mother continued "but I'm afraid that
it's a little too late for apologizing. Your behavior has been
horrible as of late, and the only way to fix this is to be
punished in front of your peers." With that, his mother went to
Ms. Richards' desk, and retrieved the punishment bowl. "Ok, Billy.
Pick one and give it here." Billy reluctantly put his hand into
the bowl, and drew out a slip and handed it to his mother. She
opened it up, let out a small smile and looked towards the class.
"OK class. Billy has chosen his punishment. For swearing at his
teacher and not doing his homework, Billy is going to receive 15
spanks with a belt in front of the class." The class immediately
began snickering, as Billy froze in sheer amazement at his fate.
"Get over here, Billy, and stand in front of the class." Billy
slowly turned around to face his classmates, and bent over
slightly by his mother. "No, no Billy. You're getting a spanking
in front of your classmates, a real one. Pull down your pants and
underwear." Billy froze as the snickering increased with his
classmates.
"What mom? You can't be serious! There's girls in here. You want
me to pull my pants and underwear down in front of girls?" Billy's
mom quickly replied. "Yes, young man. Do it." "But mom" Billy
protested, there are girls in here!"
"Billy" his mother continued "I am sick and tired of your constant
trouble at school, and we're going to take care of this problem
immediately. If you don't pull your pants and underwear, all the
way down, right now, you will get an extra 5 spankings."
Billy groaned slightly, as he undid the button on his jeans, and
lowered them around his ankles. Then, he hesitated a brief moment,
but after catching his mothers nasty look, slowly pulled his
underwear down, exposing his small, preteen genitals. Billy had
been circumcised when he was born, and had an average size penis
for a boy his age.
Still, he didn't want the rest of his classmates to see, and
instinctively covered them up as be pulled his underwear down in
an attempt to prevent further humiliation.
"Ah, ah, ah!" his mother chided. "You are getting punished, and
frankly, you don't deserve to cover anything up, not the way
you've been acting. Put your hands behind your head and stand with
your feet apart."
The class, especially the girls, squirmed in delight as Billy
slowly raised his hands to the top of his head, exposing his 10
year old genitals to his entire class. "You're going to stand here
for a few minutes Billy, as I get the belt from my bag in the car.
If you move or try to cover up your privates, you will get another
5 spankings. Also, I want you to keep your eyes open the entire
time, and look your classmates in the eyes. I want you to know who
you've been hurting, and they have every right to see it."
Billy froze in sheer amazement, with his pants and underwear down
around his ankles, with his small preteen penis exposed to his
peers. The room was slightly colder than usual today, which was
just fine for his mother, as his penis would be smaller than
usual, adding more shame to his punishment, and hopefully changing
his ways.
As his mother left and came back, the class was unusually silent,
all eyes focused on Billy's small privates, standing right before
them. Billy's mother stood behind him, belt in hand, and was ready
for Billy to finally (and hopefully) learn his lesson. "Ok Billy.
15 spanks, as stated on the slip. I want you to count each one,
and I want to hear them. If you move, speak or cry, you will get
another spank.
There was another short pause, as Mrs. Johnson prepared her belt,
plus it added to the anticipation of his first spank, which
everyone before him was eagerly anticipating.
As Billy's eyes scanned the room, the first slap came
unexpectedly, causing him to tighten up.
*Whack* "One!" Billy yelped. *Whack* "Two!" *Whack* "...three"
moaned Billy, in obvious pain. *Whack* "Four!" The class giggled
as his tiny penis wiggled after each spank, as he tried to compose
of himself. *Whack* "Five!" *Whack* "Six!" *Whack* "Seven!"
*Whack* "Eight!" *Whack* "Nine!" *Whack* "Ten!" Billy started to
sob softly, in his moment of humiliation. *Whack* "Eleven!"
*Whack* "Twelve!" *Whack* Thirteen!" *Whack* "Fourteen...."
*Whack* "FIFTEEN!" yelled Billy, trying not to cry.
The class giggled more in amusement at Billy's obvious discomfort,
but for Billy, it was finally over...or so he thought. As Billy
bent over to pull his pants back up, his mother stopped him. "No,
no Billy, you're not done yet.
Keep your pants and underwear down. As I told you earlier, if I'm
called down for a major infraction, you would get 2 punishments,
the second one is at my discretion. So, since it's your classmates
who are helping you start behaving, you will stay up here with
your pants and underwear down for another hour, during which time
your classmates are free to look at you and touch you in any way
they want."
So, for the next hour, Billy stood with his pants and underwear
down and his hands on his head, all while his classmates gathered
around him, fondling his genitals in any way they felt like it.
Billy's mother suggested giving his penis a little tug forward,
since he was circumcised as a baby, his penis is particularly
sensitive during these years. His classmates, tugged and prodded
him for the next hour, laughing amongst one another as they
cracked jokes about Billy's misfortune.
After the hour had concluded, his mother announced something to
the class. "Ok, everyone thanks for your help. I think that if we
all work together here, Billy's behavior might change really soon.
From now until the end of the year, this punishment bowl will be
in effect. If we have to, we can come up with different types of
punishment, but I think after today's little lesson. we shouldn't
have to worry about it.
So Billy slowly pulled his pants and underwear back up and headed
back to his seat. They don't have to worry about Billy's
punishment, but after today, he sure would.
The End