Inappropriate Behaviour

Miss’s husband who also taught at my school drove me crazy on a good day. I never truly understood why until I was older and learned that Miss and he were in a DD/HOH relationship. Let's just remind everyone that he wasn't the HOH in the relationship nor was he really meant to be dominant in any part of his life. I guess to explain things in the simplest of terms he and I were too much alike. Forced to be dominant in the vanilla roles we choose but deep down counting the hours until we can be our 'little' selves behind closed doors.

Well, we together never had a good ending. One day in my third year of high school we were going to be forced into an understanding with the helping hand of Miss. The argument started as we were setting up microphones for our school's evening theatre performance. I looked out into the audience and noticed Mr T moving the rows of chairs closer together. I immediately was annoyed. How many times have we had this conversation? The actors had to get between the audience sitting in the seats and the back of the rows in front! I was done being nice! I can only imagine what we looked like as Miss interrupted the argument.

"What the hell are you doing, Tim?"

"The chairs are too far apart."

"How many f**king times do I have to tell you? You play the damn music this is MY job."

"You have no cause to talk to me that," Tim ordered.

"I really don't care what your f**king opinion is!"

The argument went on both of us trying to be the dominant one and not backing down. What we both didn't realize was that Miss had re-entered the cafeteria as the argument started. She was just waiting to see if either of us was going to back down. What she witnessed was inappropriate behaviour from both of us. Yes, Miss had told Tim to leave his opinion out of my job and yes Miss had told me to watch my behaviour towards him. Miss had realized that there was an issue between us and realized what that issue was. Long story short we both disobeyed our dominant in a very public and embarrassing way and we both were going to have to answer for it. I of course wouldn't know the truth about Miss and Tim's relationship until my senior year. At that moment I felt Miss was taking his side and only I was to have consequences. I think both of our hearts jumped as our argument was interrupted by that bone-chilling firm voice.

"That is enough inappropriate behaviour out of you two."

We immediately stopped and watched as Miss was at our sides in no time. Miss whispered something in Tim's ear. I now understand that it was fear that flashed across his face. Whatever was said there was to be no discussion Tim nodded his head toward Miss turned and left the cafeteria. Her disapproval then turned to me.

"Classroom! Now!" is all she said I obeyed I had never seen her that upset with me before.

 

After I had exited the cafeteria Miss sent the rest of the tech crew to go get dinner. Nervously, I sat waiting in the sound booth. I was in trouble and I knew it. I wasn't supposed to be swearing or disrespecting teachers. Miss soon swung the sound booth's door open.

"You are grounded from now until further notice!"

I didn't say a word. I had nothing to say. They were the rules we had made together. Things I agreed I wanted to work on to improve my life. The rules I just stomped all over in front of the woman who would punish me for it.

"Corner! Right now! I need to calm down before I deal with you!"

Miss didn't have to say it twice. I was in that corner before she exited the room. Forty-five minutes later a calmer Miss entered the room on a mission.

"How many times have we talked about respect?"

"A lot."

"Too many times!"

"Yes, Ma'am."

 

"Is there any confusion with the expectation I have for this topic?"

 

"No, Miss."

 

"So, there's no confusion about the punishment you are about to receive?"

 

"No, Ma'am."

 

"I'm going to paddle your bare bottom until you never ever even think about disrespecting anybody, adult or not, ever again!"

 

"Please, Miss not the paddle," I pleaded?

 

"You bare your bottom right now!"

 

Knowing that this was to be the end of any conversation I found myself fumbling through lowering my pants and panties. Miss wasted no time in getting me over her knee.

"This is going to be the last time one way or another that we will discuss this issue."

 

"Yes, Miss."

 

"I'm serious! If you show that kind of disrespect again I will have you expelled."

"Please don't," I begged.

"I'm at the end of my rope with you on this. You understand me?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

The heavy paddle connected with its target. Soon I was kicking and crying as stroke after stroke landed bruising my bottom. Over and over again I had to force myself into submitting to every lick. I wanted to make her stop, I wanted to get out of position, I wanted to end the worst spanking I had ever received so far, I wanted Miss to forgive me, I wanted to reverse time, I wanted to make her proud, I always wanted to make her proud, I wanted to scream but could only find tears, I wanted to apologize but I couldn't find my voice, I wanted the paddling to end. Just as fast as the paddling started it stopped. I was kneeling at Miss’s feet holding my burning swelling bottom as I cried my guilt away.

 

"I am so ashamed of your behaviour," Miss informed me.

 

"I'm sorry, Miss. I won't do it again," I cried.

"I'm 100% serious. You know what the stakes are here. I will have you expelled."

 

"Please, Miss, don't give up on me. Don't expel me. I'll be a good girl," I begged.

 

"You owe everyone in that cafeteria a genuine apology," Miss ordered.

"Yes, Miss."

 

"You're grounded until further notice."

"I understand."

"Lines, one page front and back, every night, until further notice, I will be respectful at all times," Miss continued to order.

"Yes, Ma'am."

"I want an essay too on the importance of being respectful," Miss continued with the punishment list.

"Yes, Miss."

"I believe it's time for weekly maintenance spankings again. Don't you," Miss informed?

"I'll do whatever you think is best," I agreed sniffling.

"And just why is that?"

"Cause I don't want you to give up on me. I know I disrespected you tonight too. I don't want to do it again. Please, I'll do whatever you say, I don't want to behave like that anymore," crying harder again.

"Calm down, Sunshine. I know deep down that you are trying very hard."

 

"I am, Miss."

"And I know if I give you another chance, I won't regret it."

 

"No, Miss, no regrets."

 

"I'm serious though I expect you to follow the rest of your punishment to a tee," Miss ordered.

 

"I promise, Miss."

"Alright, get yourself dressed," Miss demanded.

Immediately I pulled my panties and pants back over my swollen bottom. I cringed as I felt my bottom pulsing through my jeans. Miss noticed.

"Sore!?"

"Yes, Miss."

"Good it will remind you to be good for a while," Miss informed.

"Thank you, Miss."

"Welcome."

"Am I going back to the corner," I questioned?

"No, I don't think so. Go to the bathroom and wash your face."

"Yes, Miss." I headed to the door to leave but I had one more question I had to ask. "Miss?....."

"Yes."

"Am I grounded from dinner tonight?"

"No, Sunshine. We still have a performance and you need to eat," Miss answered with concern in her eyes.

"Yes, Miss."

Satisfied with Miss’s answer and knowing what was expected of me I left the classroom for the bathroom. Ten minutes later I headed back to the cafeteria. I realized that my discipline had taken all but ten minutes of our dinner break. I wasn't going to have time to go get food before the final setup. I was shocked to find Miss sitting at the table as I entered the cafeteria with a food spread for two. Apparently, Tim wasn't coming back for the show nor was he going to be sharing his dinner with Miss.

 

"Come, sit and eat, Sunshine."

"What is it, Miss," I asked gratefully.

"Chicken pitas."

Lowering my tender bottom into the chair across from Miss I knew I was forgiven once again.

"Thank you, Miss........For everything."

"Eat, Little Girl."

"Yes, Miss."