The Curiosity that Redend a Butt - Part 2 – Pamela Gets Popped

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Aug 10, 2012, 5:48:11 PM8/10/12

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Part 2 – Pamela Gets Popped

As it turned out, Pamela was a little braver than I was, and she was the first to get to sit at the punishment table. Pamela was late to class three times in one week. On the third time, Mrs. Jones called her up to the further room. I knew that she had done it. Pamela, the lucky girl, was going to get to feel the paddle. (I'm not sure why I thought she was lucky, because she was in for a spanking.)

After we got out a class that day, Pamela showed me the note that she had received from Mrs. Jones. The title on the page was Disciplinary Action Form. Mrs. Jones had checked excessive tardiness on a pick list, and placed the number three on the line in front of corporal punishment. For some reason, both Pamela and I were excited. She then looked at me and said you were supposed to be doing this too.

I sure felt like a chicken, and knew that I had to do something to get to the punishment table. Pamela had been late on a Tuesday, and would receive her pops on Friday. On Wednesday, and Thursday I was late to Mrs. Jones is class. I'd planned on being late on Friday in hopes of joining Pamela, but I chickened out and made it to class on time.

I walked out of class with Pamela, and could tell she was a little mad at me, but she was also excited because we were going to the cafeteria where she would get to sit at the punishment table. There were two other people at the punishment table that day, and I left her there to await her fate. I looked at the board, and saw that Pamela was in for three pops. The other two miscreants were in for four pops each. I went out to my lunch spot and ate my sandwich. I saw Pam in the others walking the walk of death as they headed towards the office. Pamela looked at me, and then looked away. She looked scared, and I was scared for her.

A few minutes after Pamela had walked by, I heard a definite sound of someone getting spanked. POP, POP, POP, POP. Well, that was not Pamela, because that was somebody getting four pops. And then, POPP, POP, POP, POP. Again, it was not Pamela's turn. Now I was listing real hard, because I knew the next one was going to be Pamela, I was so excited for her.

I strained real hard to hear what was being said, but I could not. I could tell someone was talking, but I could not understand the words they were saying. And then, POP, POP. I heard a grunt or a moan or something, and then nothing. I knew that she had only received two pops, and I was guessing that they hurt so much she was out of position. And then, POP.

A few minutes later, Pamela and her fellow inmates, return to the punishment table. I wanted to go talk to her right then, but I knew that was not allowed. As soon as the lunch bell rang, I went up to Pamela and ask her how it was. She told me it hurt like… She almost said hell, but stopped herself.

We both headed off to class, but agreed to meet right after school. When the last bell rang, I rushed to the front of the school where always to be Pamela. I wanted to get the full details of what had occurred, but there were too many other kids around, and I did not want them to know how excited I was about the spanking Pamela had received. We walked to her house, because no one was home there. When we got there, she waited till we got inside tell me what it occurred.

Pamela told me that they were taken to the office and made to stand in the hall outside this to Baker's office. They called the first boy in, but she could not see what was happening to him. She said that his pops were really loud, a lot louder than they sounded when you were sitting outside. After he got his pops, he went back in the hall and waited while the second kid got his pops. Pamela had now moved up closer to the office, and could see in as this boy got his pops. The principal read the discipline form to him, and he was getting his pops for fighting with the first boy. He was told that he would receive four pops, which he already knew since it was up on the board. The principal had the boy take his wallet out of his back pocket, and then leaned up against the wall with his hands above his head and his butt stuck out. Pamela said the paddle was really really big, and that it had tape on the handle. She said it was about 3 inches wide and almost as long as a yardstick and it looks really really scary. The principal held the paddle level with the kid’s butt as if he was taking aim. He pulled the paddle way back and when it hit the kid’s butt it sounded like a firecracker had gone off. The boy pulled his knees in and almost fell down, but was able to stick his butt out fairly quickly. Pamela said she was really getting scared and almost fell herself when she saw that first pop. She couldn’t watch the next three because she was just too scared, and when she heard the kids fourth Pop she was really scared because she knew it was now her turn.

Pamela said that she does not even remember him calling her name, but that she remember slowly walking into the office. He read something to her about being late and then told her she was getting three pops. She was just staring at the paddle and almost started to cry before he even picked the paddle up. It had been laying on his desk and when he picked it up used it to point to the wall telling her to place her hands up on the wall. Pamela said it wasn't easy but she walked over to where she was to stand and leaned forward with her hands on the wall. When Mr. Baker came up behind her, he put the paddle on her bottom and she almost jumped from the touch of it. She said Mr. Baker told her twice to push her butt out, and she had to try real hard to do it. She said she could hear the first pop before she felt it, but when she felt it it was bad. Really bad. She said the pain started on her butt, and then went out, down her legs and up her back. She said it stung really bad, and she had to force yourself not to get up and grab her bottom. She said Mr. Baker then put the paddle back on her bottom, and she could feel the heat even before he gave her second pop. The second pop, her even more than the first. At this point she could not keep from jumping up and grabbing her bottom. Mr. Baker had to tell her several times to get back in position, but it hurt too much and she could feel the tears streaming down her eyes. When she got back in position for the third pop and he placed the paddle on her bottom she cried even more. The third pop, was not as bad as the second, but it still hurt quite a bit.

I asked her, if it still hurt. She told me that it hurt every time she tried to sit down. And that when she walked in her skirt hit bottom she could feel pain then too. I wanted to see her bottom really bad, but was too afraid to ask her. Pamela surprised me, and asked me how red it was as she turned around and flipped her skirt up. I was thrilled, and could see the red marks on the edges of her panties. The marks were just at the bottom of her panties where her thigh met her butt. I told her it it's red, but I can't see most of it. And then, she pulled her panties down and I could see the entire bottom. You could make out the three separate marks from the paddle and it sure looked like it hurt. Pamela rubbed her hand on her bottom, and in said," it sure feels hot. Feel it."

I didn't know what to do or what I was feeling, but for some reason the front of my pants seem to be getting rather tight. I reached over and rubbed my hand on her bottom, and she was right you could feel the heat. Her bottom was so smooth and look so good, oh sorry that has nothing to do with the spanking story.

Pamela then pulled up our panties and told me, “Now, it's your turn. You had better get to the punishment table next week, or I will be mad at you."