Time for School

Time for School Time for School

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

This is a school role-play story- it is NOT about a minor. This is a D/s role play.

Summary

This is a school role-play story- it is NOT about a minor. This is a D/s role play.

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Submitted: January 17, 2014

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Submitted: January 17, 2014

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"Time for school, little girl!" 
"Aww, Daddy, do I have to? Can I play hooky today?"
"Go on, go get your uniform on. Properly."

I cross my arms, pout and stomp off to the bedroom to get my school uniform on. But being the feisty one I am, I refuse to wear a bra or undies. I put my white button up shirt on with my skirt, tucking it in. I pull up my knee high socks and and put on my shoes. Oh, and I put in a piece of bubble gum and chew until it's ready to blow bubbles. I sit on the edge of the bed waiting for my teacher. I am kicking my legs and blowing bubbles when my teacher walks in. 

He looks at me and glares. I blow the biggest bubble I can and it pops on my face. Teacher says stand up, so I noisily jump off the bed and put my hands on my hips as I'm smacking my gum. I know I'm just asking for it. But I don't care. I'm testing the boundaries. Teacher says throw out the gum, and I just look at him and blow him another bubble. He forces his thumb inside my mouth and pinches my cheek - HARD. I yelp and take the gum out. Teacher says throw it away. So I walk to the garbage can, bending over purposely to give him a glimpse of my bottom. 

He immediately grabs my ear and pulls me back over to the bed. He sits me down and lectures me about how at school there are rules and stuff. He says more, but I am just not listening. I guess I missed the part where he said I'd be getting a paddling for my behavior because all of the sudden he grabs me by the elbow and bends me over the bed. He lifts my skirt and says, "Improper uniform, 10. Attitude and defiance, 20. Blowing bubbles, plug - BEFORE the 30." I was fully alert now. 

I know teacher is there to make me smarter. I know he's there to educate me about things I don't know. I just don't like school, but Daddy says I need it. Teacher tucked my skirt into the waistband and I feel the plug going in. The next thing I hear is, "Count, and don't move, or we start again."

"One" I say as the paddle slams against my bottom. After my eternity of learning about attitude, I am now focused and ready for everything my Daddy has to teach me today. :)


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