He sent them out of his office and told them he would administer their paddling in a few minutes. They tried to joke about it to each other…”dude, we are going to get spanked at school”, which made them both giggle a little. While they were both playing it cool inside their hearts were racing a million miles per hour. Yes, they knew that a paddling at school was an option, but neither of them ever figured they would be in that situation. Had they known that this would be the consequences of their earlier actions, they certainly would have handled things differently. They had pulled up from lunch, both with a cigarette still lit in the car, and it was witnessed by a teacher in the parking lot. There was a strict no smoking on campus policy, and that included in your car in the school parking lot. The AP that they were sent to treated it all in a very matter of fact way and he showed very little emotion during their entire time in his office. They had both admitted to having still had a lit cigarette when they pulled onto campus, which made his job quite easy. He told them that he saw no reason to keep them any longer and asked them to wait outside his office and that he would be right over to paddle them both in the room next door. There was no lecture, no scolding, and worst of all for them, no options. He announced that their butts would be paddled like he was placing an order at a restaurant, like it was an everyday occurrence for him, which was certainly not the case for them.
For Riley, this was a very big deal, regardless of how she was trying to act. She had never been spanked in her life, not even a single smack to her butt as a toddler. She did everything she could to avoid pain and regardless of how hard or gentle this whole process was, she was scared to death. Although a little nervous, Frankie was handling it a little better and she had had her fair share of spankings over the years, although not since grade school. Unlike Riley, she had a high pain tolerance so the concept of getting her bottom spanked with a board, while nerve racking; it was not the end of the world for her. They both sat there trying to be cool, trying to laugh, but it was getting harder with each passing minute. They finally heard the door to the adjoining conference room to the AP’s office open and close and knew the moment was near. Now the giggles were silenced and they just waited, not even knowing how many swats they would receive. He finally came to the open door and called Frankie into the room. Riley switched seats so she could better hear the whole event so she would know what to expect.
From her chair she was able to hear every detail. She listened as Frankie was told to move to the middle of the room, assume a wide stance, and to bend over and grab her ankles. Riley peeked through the door to watch this take place, but her nerves got the best of her and she decided that she would not watch. While Frankie was in position she could hear him shuffling some paperwork and it was a good minute before the paddling started. She thought it was odd that he did not speak a single word except for her to get into position. She heard him approach her best friend and then waited for the inevitable. Once again, without a word being said, she heard the crack of the paddle hitting her friend’s butt. She was amazed at the noise it made and had not expected it to be so loud. She also did not expect her very tough friend to scream out as loud as she did. Riley’s heart rate increased as she wondered what exactly that was going to feel like. Less than a second later she heard the next swat land with an equally loud reaction from Frankie. Riley was really stressed now and knew there was no way she was going to be able to take it. Once again, without a pause, the next swat landed and this time she heard Frankie’s voice begin to crack. Riley hoped that this was the last one as her friend was really sounding like she was hurting. But she had no such luck as she listened to her friend receive another seven swats, for a total of ten. By the 5th swat it was clear that Frankie was beginning to cry. By the time the last one landed, she was fully sobbing. She had never once heard her friend cry, and it hit her again that she was next. She listened as Frankie continued to sob as he had her sign some sort of document. With tears still in her eyes, she walked back out and told Riley that it was her turn. Riley stood up, her whole body trembling, and walked into the room with tears already in her eyes.
From a severe, two girl paddling scene in the member’s area of Realspankings.com