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REAL Lesson Learned by Awed Observer
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My own spanking adventures as a child were very limited. I can remember brief snatches of my childhood dating back to around 4 years or so, & all I can recall are a number of threats, several one whack wake ups, & one short, unpleasant spanking over my mother's knee.

My father was a somewhat impulsive jack of all trades who never spoke of discipline, but he was a dreamer who also possessed a wanderlust & so moved us around the country every few years or so. It was this nomadic sort of childhood that taught me self-reliance, introduced me to foreign customs like grits, & eventually put before me the tableau that would inspire this letter.

We were living in one of the more barren counties of Oklahoma when the following event occurred. My father had taken a job with little pay but high hopes in the oil wildcatting industry, & moved us to an old farmhouse in an area so sparsely populated that going into the tiny town 5 or so miles away was the only way one could be assured of seeing anyone outside of immediate family members.

The farm had been played out years before & for the month we were there before school started, I had to content myself with playing with the chickens & one cow we had bought to supplement our food source. It was a drastic change from what I'd been used to & fairly lonely.

I was 8 that summer, & had only attended one school, but it was a large suburban type that allowed a certain amount of anonymity. I was not at all happy when I saw my new school. It was a 4 room affair where two grades comprised each of the small classes. I was in third grade at the time, small for my age & still a little shy about my change of surroundings. I believe there were 4 other third graders in the class & an equal number of fourth graders.

My teacher was Mrs. Wright. She was pretty, friendly, & nice enough, but in short order she let me know that she did not put up with nonsense in her classroom. She also informed me through threats to other kids that spanking was a very viable option in Oklahoma schools at that time. It wasn't in my previous school.

I recall being excited but afraid when I discovered this fact during a scolding Mrs. Wright administered to one of the fourth grade boys. I suppose all kids like to see other kids get it, as long as they're safe. And I was. I was a good kid who did his homework & behaved in class. So did most of the kids, but there's always one troublemaker in every barrel & ours was Eldon Simms.

Eldon was a fourth grader who was either the biggest fool, bravest child, or first spanking enthusiast I've ever known. He was a bully & an awful student. He just barely heeded Mrs. Wright when she caught him talking or daydreaming out the window as if she wouldn't see him. Mrs. Wright worked with each grade while the other read or did assignments, & I don't think Eldon made it through one of them without doing something.

In retrospect, I have to give Mrs. Wright credit for being as patient as she was before giving Eldon the sound spanking she eventually did. She didn't have much choice. Every option had been tried, including having him sit in the corner on a stool. Instead of being subdued by the experience, Eldon seemed more brazen & determined to see how much he could get away with.

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The inevitable finally occurred one afternoon about 2 weeks into the term. Mrs. Wright was doing a lesson with us third graders when Eldon could be clearly heard whispering to a girl in their group. Mrs. Wright had shushed him once that morning, & been battling him from the first day. Her face clouded with determination before she turned to stare Eldon down. I recall him drawing away from Mrs. Wright. I believe he knew he'd finally crossed the line.

I don't recall what transpired from the time Mrs. Wright announced, "Young man, you have finally earned a sound spanking!", to when she dragged a whining Eldon to the front of the room. I'm sure she scolded him for a bit or something, because I do recall Eldon being a very sorry boy

as he was led to his just desserts. Eldon had picked on me & I knew I was about to enjoy a vicarious vengeance via Mrs. Wright's knee. I knew it was going to happen & I was looking forward to it.

Eldon's bravado fled completely long before Mrs. Wright had slapped his hands away & worked his pants down to his knees. Her scolding & his whining & pleading that day have become a large part of my spanking fantasy. The actual words have faded, but I certainly have inserted new ones. It was an impressive but brief exchange & then Eldon was tipped over Mrs. Wright's knee. The classrooms were very small, so all of us had a close up view of what happened next, which, the way I recall it, was a textbook fantasy come true discipline spanking!

Eldon's backside was probably less than 10 feet in front of me when Mrs. Wright yanked down his shorts & revealed it to me. I'd seen a bare butt or two swimming, but I'd never seen one like that before. And I'd never seen one get spanked before. Most of the other kids were whispering low & smiling in anticipation. Other kids looked away like they knew from experience what was going to happen & didn't want to see.

I watched anxiously as the first erotic spanking thrill of my life struck. Why I found it so pleasant, I don't know, but I admit I found the stern lesson my teacher administered the sexiest thing I could imagine at the time.

Mrs. Wright was thorough as she spanked Eldon's little backside until it glowed a bright red. I could see & hear how hard Mrs. Wright slapped him & how loudly Eldon screeched & howled at each slap. Her hand seemed huge, & Eldon's bottom looked small & defenseless.

I choose to recall that the spanking was an extended affair with countless spanks, Eldon pleading miserably, & Mrs. Wright telling him that he should have minded— all the while teaching him the true error of his ways with her slapping hand. I'm sure I've vastly extended the actual duration of time, but I haven't embellished Eldon's anguished response to Mrs. Wright's repeated retorts to his rump— he was a very tearful, sobbing, & sorry little boy. As close as I was to his bottom, I could see why!

The room went perfectly quiet except for the sound of Eldon's repentant crying when Mrs. Wright stopped. I recall her saying something about him needing a sharp shock, & that she hoped the one she'd just administered would straighten him out. Eldon tearfully assured her it would. Mrs. Wright pulled up his shorts & helped him off her knee. She waited as Eldon replaced his pants, & then sent him back to his desk where he gingerly sat & continuously squirmed trying to get comfortable.

Eldon behaved himself for a while, but needed repeat lessons regularly throughout the year. Unfortunately, those & the few others Mrs. Wright & the other teachers handed out to other students were administered after school. It seems Eldon's mother had complained about the public chastisement, but not about the spanking, so the school changed its policy to make punishment a more private affair.

Hearing a spanking wasn't as satisfying as seeing one, of course. But for me & the other kids who hung around for the various after school shows, it was fun & exciting enough to have us all giggling & tittering like sadistic fools before we were chased away by one of the teachers under the threat of being taken inside for spankings of our own.

I constantly fantasized about being spanked by Mrs. Wright & often imagined myself hanging over her knee with my pants at my ankles & my boyish bottom blushing up at her. But I was in such awe of her & her spanking prowess that I could never get up the courage to do anything bad enough to get me there before we moved again, this time back to Michigan for good & a school system that did not employ corporal punishment.

That didn't stop me from fantasizing about Mrs. Wright or from sizing up every female teacher I had after her as a possible spanker. There were several who I could see fitting the bill, but none replaced Mrs. Wright. She was, & still is, my model spanker. I have a very active imagination & broader erotic interests now, but Mrs. Wright is always welcome when she pops up & takes charge.

I just find myself wishing when she does that I had been a braver or bolder boy when I had the chance. It would have been so easy to earn a spanking that I mentally kick myself for not taking advantage of the opportunity. Of course, I didn't know it would be my last. But I can't help wonder what it would have really been like & what it would have done to enhance or alter the man I became from just watching her spank Eldon? -- Regards, O.P., WI

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