Six Very Naughty Girls (5 page)

"Ok Miss
Jodie
...since you have disrupted the class ...we all want to hear what was so important that had to be done in class." He handed the old girl the note and
Jodie
took it in her shaking hands.

Jodie
started to read the note so that it sound like she was the author of the greeting.

"Hi David...Can we meet at lunch behind the utility shed...can't wait to see you again." That's where the note ended. The class broke out in OOHHH's and AHHH's. Some pupils even started to tease
Jodie
and David thinking that the notes author was its reader.

"Hush now class. Miss
Jodie
must think it is important to disrupt this class for her secret love affair."

The class calmed down some as the professor talked.
Jodie
stood blushing as well as David that sat next to the empty seat of
Jodie
's.

"Well since it's almost recess...I think
Jodie
could use some corner time...Class I want you to get out a piece of paper and write the number one, two, or three on it for me....as you leave...you place the paper on my desk."

Jodie
's heart raced as she made her way to the corner and she could hear her classmates as they got ready to seal her fate.
Jodie
stood in the corner as the rest of the students filed out for recess. She held her hands in front of her as she heard the professor going through the papers. She knew that she would have a big decision to make as soon as the students returned.

She heard the professor start to write on the chalk board. Single lines under each number of 1,2, or 3.
Jodie
prayed that her fellow classmates would be easy on her but she knew deep down that they would want to watch
Jodie
get the most punishment of all.
Jodie
struggled with the decision she was going to have to make. She had never succumbed to the wrath of the professor but she had seen many of her classmates, mainly boys take his punishments.

She could hear the professor moving around about the room.
Jodie
stood still thinking, no matter what the numbers were she would have to make that grave decision to take the paddle or the professor
’
s hand across her bottom tenfold. Before she knew it the bell rang and the kids marched in snickering. She could hear some of the
i
r comments as they came in.

"Boy is she go
ing to
get it."

"She won't be able to sit for a week."

Jodie
's heart sank as she already knew what the numbers said. She had got a 3 she was sure. When the class sat down and got settled, the professor called
Jodie
from the corner to the front of the class.

"
Jodie
as you can see...the class agrees with me in thinking you have severely disrupted the
i
r lesson."

Jodie
looked at the board.
U
nder the 1 number there was a single vote...under the 2 number there w
ere
no votes
;
the 3 contained the rest of the class's opinion.
Jodie
's body shook as her lower lip started to quiver.

"
Jodie
...you may have three swats with the paddle...bent over holding your ankles...or you may have 30 spankings over my knee....what do you decide?"

Jodie
didn't want any of them really, and she continued to struggle with the decision as all the eyes were upon her. Tears came to her eyes as the professor looked down on her.

"Over your lap sir." She said in a quivering whisper. The class was still silent.
Jodie
knew that boys went for the paddle and girls went for the lap. She knew what her decision was going to be long before she had ever gotten caught.

"Ok ... over the desk with you then ... as you can see you will receive 3 ginger supp
ositories
to hold during your spanking."

Jodie
turned toward the large desk that sat up on a pedestal over the class. With her back to the students she slowly lowered her upper body over the desk.
Jodie
started to sniffle and cry as the professor stood directly behind her so that the class's vision was obscured by his presence. He then pulled up
Jodie
's skirt and methodically tucked it into its own waist band showing her white cotton panties. He then took his thumbs and slipped them into the elastic of her panties and slowly pulled them down.

Jodie
let out a loud whimper as her bottom was being exposed. Her flesh on her bottom crawled as the professor moved from behind her to show the class of her predicament.
Jodie
could hear the class's comments as she shook with her head down on the desk looking at the three foil wrapped ginger suppositories that soon would burn within her.

"
Jodie
will you
reach back her
e
now and expose yourself for your discipline."

Jodie
's hands shook as she slowly reached back and took hold of her exposed cheeks. She whimpered even louder as she pulled herself apart for all to see her private hole. As she was doing this the professor donned a
latex glove
and dipped
a finger
into a jar of Vaseline, stirring it within the
jar as one would stir a drink. He brought the coated finger to the waiting girl
’
s hole. He could see the little orifice quiver and contract as he made dab with his finger to it.

Jodie
broke out into a sob as she felt the small touch right in the middle of her hole. She watched as the professor picked up one of the foiled wrappers and opened it. The bullet inside was dark red and he slowly lifted it out and brought it behind her.

"OHHHHHHEEEE…"
Jodie
cried even before the suppository had touched her. Her fingers dug into her bottom cheeks deep as she felt the first touch with the caustic bullet. It slowly went in followed by the professor
’
s large finger and
Jodie
let out a low sounding grunt as the professors finger pushed in real deep and then was brought out.

Jodie
whined as the ginger started to work instantly. The professor took his time to unwrap the second foil wrapper.
Jodie
started to shift her weight as the ginger started to burn inside her. The professor gave her the second suppository just like the first one and
Jodie
cried even more. Her hands held herself open tight and she planted her face harder into the desk. Her bottom was now starting to feel on fire and her small hole took on a mind of its own as it puckered in and out for the whole class to see.

"
Ohhhh
,
Oheeeeee
."
Jodie
cried as the professor was even slower in his movements to retrieve the third ginger supp. This gave the class time to see
Jodie
struggle with her burning bottom and for them to snicker and tease.

"On fire there
Jodie
... Want some water
Jodie
?" The whole class was laughing as
Jodie
started to lightly stamp her feet and squirm.

Jodie
was truly on fire
.
She cried and tried to push to get rid of the burning that was building even more inside her. The professor inserted the third supp
ository
into
Jodie
's bottom and pushed his finger in and out of her a couple times.
Jodie
howled as the ginger was now spread on her puckered hole.

"Oh please make it stop." She said as she let go of her bottom and stood there
dancing on the spot
. Her panties just below her cheeks she cried and made blowing sounds as to put out the fire that was deep within her. The class r
oared
in laughter at the young girl doing the dance for all them to see. The professor took the young girl to a straight backed chair and pulled her over his knee. He started the swats to her bare backside with his bare hand.

The class became silent as they watched
Jodie
's bottom become pink then red and she cried for it to stop.
Jodie
took 30 swats to her behind and was stood up. She danced some more now rubbing her burning bottom on the outside as well as inside. The professor took her by the shoulders and led her to the corner.
Jodie
bawled as she was to stand in the corner with her bottom showing to the whole class. She squirmed and wiggled her bottom as the supp
ositories
still worked inside her.

Mr.
Jackson
went on to conduct his class with
Jodie
standing in the corner whimpering. She knew that she would have to stand there until lunch when she would be sent to the nurse
’
s office so she could expel the supp
ositories
that still burned inside her. Her bottom twitched and tried to expel the bullets but it would burn more to do so. Tears rolled down her eyes as she knew that the class wasn't really hearing the lesson but looking at her red bottom.

When lunch came
Jodie
was led down the crowded halls with her bright red bottom still showing. Mr.
Jackson
had her by the arm helping her.
Jodie
so wanted to run but the good professor took his
time so that
Jodie
would be gawked at by the whole school. When they finally made it to the nurse
’
s office the older gruff nurse looked
Jodie
up and down.

"She got a three Nurse Margaret." Mr.
Jackson
said and he walked out of the room.

"Ok follow me." The nurse said with a sigh as she led the young girl into the treatment room.
Jodie
had been to the nurse a few times for being sick. The most she had ever done was
to
take
Jodie
's temp
erature
and call her
mother
to come pick her up.

The nurse closed the door and
Jodie
shifted her weight from one foot to the other as her bottom still burned inside and out.

"Get on the table ... on your knees with your chest down on the table."

Jodie
was hesitant to do as the nurse had said, but soon figured that whatever was to happen couldn't be as bad as what she was now going through. She went to the table and got up onto the paper covered surface. She did as the nurse told her and she reali
s
ed that in this position she was very exposed from behind. Her mind raced as she heard water running behind her.

Jodie
was positioned in the middle of the table and when the nurse came up behind her she pulled something out from under the table
’
s end. She then directed
Jodie
to scoot down so that her feet were now off the table
’
s edge.

"I'm putting your feet into these stirrups."

The nurse started to spread
Jodie
's legs out to each side so that she was even more open.
Jodie
felt the cold metal on the inside of her foot. A strap was then placed over it so that
Jodie
could move it. The same was done to the other foot and now
Jodie
was spread wide with her burning bottom way
up
in the air.

Jodie
could hear something being rolled up behind her as she started to cry even more wondering what the nurse was going to do to her. She found out soon enough when the nurse explained that she was going to give her three good enemas to clean out her bottom of the ginger.