She still lived at home and had just moved to Texas with her parents. She had graduated from high school just a few months before and was anxious to get out on her own. Shortly after the move she got her 1st full-time job at a local high school as a receptionist. Her primary duties were to answer the phone and direct students and visitors to the proper office or person that they were looking for. What had the potential to be a boring and very monotonous job quickly became the dream job for her. This all became clear to her during the second week of school.
She had watched as several students had been sent to the office for disciplinary issues and the process seemed about the same as it had been in her high school. The would come to the office with their pink slip, sit and wait a few minutes to see the asst. principal, go into the office, and come out a few minutes later, having received detention, suspension, or some other form of punishment. But on that second week of school something very different happened, a very loud and startling noise came from the AP’s office. It took her a moment to realize that it was the sound of someone getting spanked. School corporal punishment did not exist in the state she had moved from, and she honestly did not even know it happened anywhere accept in the home. She had not been spanked a single time in her entire life, but the reality of it all was, she had a spanking fetish. She thought about spanking a lot, and most of her thoughts revolved around being spanked. She had never told anyone about her desire and was quite embarrassed by them.
On that day, when she heard the sounds coming from the office, her heart began racing and she knew that her cheeks must have become flushed. She waited and watched as a young lady came from his office, a few minutes later, with tears still in her eyes. What she heard did not seem like it had been a gentle experience and it was clear by the look on the girl’s face that is had been effective. She could not believe that this teen girl had just been spanked at school. This changed everything for her and she wanted to hear and see more. As the school year progressed, there were certainly more paddlings that took place. She was able to hear, but not really see, at least 3-4 paddlings a month. He never closed the door all the way, but her desk was just far enough away from the door that she did not have a clear view. After a month or so of hearing these young ladies being paddled, she had to have a peek. She started to find tasks to do in the office when it seemed a paddling would take place, which allowed her to walk past his slightly open door. It was during one of these times that she finally saw a girl getting her butt whacked with his large paddle.
Being able to see it take place, however briefly, affected her in many ways. It certainly fueled her fantasies and led to some very intense orgasms as she masturbated to the thought of young ladies being paddled. But it also scared her and made her wonder if she could actually take such a hard spanking. While she had often fantasized about being spanked, what she heard these girls receiving seemed like far more than she could ever take personally. She grew tired of only hearing the paddling, and occasionally getting to walk by when a girl was bent over, or maybe seeing part of a single swat, she wanted to see an entire paddling. She hatched a plan that would give her a better chance of seeing a paddling take place in its entirety. Part of her duties was to sort the mail and get all of the mail into the various boxes for the staff and the teachers. She typically did this at her desk, but it was always a mess. She asked her direct supervisor if it was ok if she sorted the mail on the large table in the common area of the office. This happened to be the one spot that had a good view into his office when a paddling was taking place. She was told that it would not be a problem to use that table, and her heart was already beating faster. All she needed now was for a student to be paddled while she sorted the mail.
It took a few weeks for her plan to really come together. She would always grab the mail and take it to the table when a student had been sent to the office, but it took a couple of weeks before someone was sent to the office for an offense that warranted a paddling. But one day her luck finally played out as a young and petite Asian girl was sent to the office wearing her tiny little cheerleading workout clothes. She really hoped that this girl would be paddled as she was wearing next to nothing and she knew it would really hurt her little teen bottom. She barely sorted the mail as her attention was focused on the cracked door and what was going on inside. Eventually her dreams came true as she saw the AP stand up, pull a chair up, and had the girl bend over it. Her tiny little bottom was presented perfectly, and for once, she could see almost the whole thing. She could not really see the AP, but she had a full view of the girl, her little bottom, and the wooden paddle which seemed huge in contrast to the girl’s butt. He tapped it against her bottom and then swung it high in the air and brought it down with incredible force. The girl cried out in pain after the 1st swat, but it did not end there. He gave her 6 hard swats in total, and she was crying hard after just the 1st two. When it was over she stood up, rubbed her bottom furiously, and danced around a little.
It was difficult for her to pretend to sort the mail, as all she could think about was the paddling she had just witnessed. Her heart was racing as the girl came from the office, still wiping tears from her face. It left her in a sort of a daze for the rest of the day as she replayed the paddling she had just witnessed over and over again in her head. That night she laid in bed masturbating for hours, picturing the whole thing in her mind. Over time, her fantasies starting taking over as she pictured herself bent over that very desk, getting her young bottom paddled.
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