Penny Problems

Penny Problems: Spreading the Word (and the cheeks)

Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction. It has no bearing on the real world, nor influence from it. The author does not condone corporal punishment in any form, and especially not abuse. Do not read this if you are not legally allowed to do so due to, for instance, age or location.

“Hello, Sue speaking.”

“Hello Sue, this is Deidre Harris from your daughter’s high school.”

“Oh dear… what has she done now?”

“I’m afraid she was caught cheating on a test in Math class. She has to sit out and will be resitting a different test at a later date, but we thought you should know directly. She’s not yet in a grade where there are major exams, but that kind of habit…”

“I understand completely. I’ll be right there.”

“Oh, you don’t need to come and take her home.”

“That’s not so much what I had in mind, but I’m going to deal with it in person. I’ll see her in her classroom and talk to her teacher, then come speak to you. I’ll see you soon.”

With a sigh, Sue – or Xiahou Su to use her original name from her home in China – put the phone down. She was not happy with her daughter Penny – or Pen, back home. They had moved to America many years ago, when Penny was just 2, and she had thought her daughter was growing up into a fine young lady who did well in school despite her bad behaviour at home, but it hadn’t been long ago that she had discovered that was not the case. No, Penny was a troublemaker and needed a firm hand – or more than just a hand. With that in mind, Su placed her hard wooden hairbrush in her purse and headed out…

When Penny, waiting in the corridor outside her class, saw her rather cross-looking mother approaching, she gulped, going a little pale. That was not what she had been hoping – she had thought she might be lucky, that no report would go home. But no, it looked like she was going to be taken home and spanked – not something that anyone would look forward to.

“Mother, I’m sorry, I can expl-”

“The principal called me, so I know the details and you needn’t explain. We’re going to wait here until the test is done, and then I’m having a word with your teacher.”

Penny bit her lip, worried. She doubted her mother was going to try to put in a good word for her – most likely apologise on her behalf, make sure her own reputation wasn’t tarnished and promise she’d get the spanking of a lifetime. She couldn’t hope for any kind of miraculous leniency from her strict mother.

And so, the two waited for some time, until the door was opened and her teacher stepped out.

“Ah, you’d be Penny’s mother, correct? I’m sorry about the wait, but the test is now over. Missus Harris said you’d like to speak with me?”

“That is correct. I did not think my shameful daughter would stoop to such acts as cheating, and she is expecting a very long, hard spanking for her actions. That said, I think it would help the lesson sink in, and dissuade others, if we got that underway here and now. So if you have the time I would like to take a front seat and deal with her in the classroom for everyone to see?”

For his part, Mister Bales didn’t let his surprise show, he thought on his feet and seemingly took the whole thing in stride.

“Well, it is not something I myself would do, nor something I’d suggest, but if you think that’s the best idea, go right ahead. I hope we get good results from this, and when she re-sits the test tomorrow she might work a little harder.”

“Oh trust me, she will, though she may have trouble sitting it. Right, missy, in here.”

Penny was shocked. When she first heard the suggestion, she couldn’t believe her ears. But then her mother had her by the wrist and it was too late to run – which she would have done, without even knowing where to go. So despite her best efforts, she was pulled into the classroom, where a chair was placed up in front of the class – or rather, the audience.

“Well, you know how it works by now, but I can see you’re not ready to cooperate, so let’s hurry this along.”

Sitting down, Sue grabbed the front of Penny’s shirt and quickly undid the buttons, stripping the whole thing off in record time. Penny hurried to cover her nipples – she didn’t really have breasts of which to speak – which just made it easier for the button and zip of her uniform skirt to be undone, so that dropped to her ankles. Next, Sue grabbed the waistband of the pale green knickers and pulled them right down. Making a split-second decision, twelve-year old Penny released the modesty of her upper half and reached down to cover her hairless crotch.

Not for long, however. Straight away, Sue turned Penny face-on to the class and gripped her hands, holding them out to the side to reveal her slit to everyone in the audience. She then spoke loudly and clearly, to drown out her daughter’s protests as she fought against the squirming.

“Okay everyone, as you know my daughter Penny chose to cheat on her test, and is lucky enough to be allowed to re-sit it instead of just automatically failing like she would if doing so in a proper exam in college. However, to help ensure she learns from this, and to make sure you all understand the importance of not cheating, she is going to receive a very hard spanking on her bare bottom – and I feel it is always important to bare everything for these. Her actions cast a shadow over this class, so it is only fair that you all witness this punishment, but understand that if she carries on too much, when we get home she’ll find a piece of ginger root up her bottom hole.”

That was all it took for Penny to stop moving about and – to some extent – accept her fate. She realised that it was going to be very bad either way, but all she could do by struggling would be to make it worse. Resigned to her fate, she just stood there until directed over her mother’s lap, bottom naturally pointed at the classroom.

“Well, let’s get things started with a good warm-up before the hairbrush comes out and properly turns those cheeks red.”

Needless to say, the only opinion that had any input was that of Sue, so Penny just had to accept her fate as best she could. Immediately, her mother’s hand slammed down to flatten her right buttock. Even as it bounced back and the pink handprint started to form, the hand came down on the left cheek. Again, she barely had time to recover before another hard smack landed – it was no mere warm-up, it was a proper spanking in its own right.

“I have to spank Penny rather a lot, I’m afraid, almost every week so she’s developed rather resilient buttocks. She’s had a fair number of switchings too, and while they definitely have a good effect, they do seem to toughen her up in the long run so that all other punishments have to be harder.”

Penny couldn’t believe her mother was actually spanking her naked in front of the classroom. She thought she would die of shame – incorrectly, as it turned out. But even worse was the way she was explaining everything to the class, exposing their home life and treating it like a demonstration or lecture. At the rate it was going, Penny just hoped her mother wouldn’t put on a slide-show or use a pointer to show the best locations to smack.

Sue didn’t keep a regular pattern going. She preferred to give a rapid flurry, then space a few out, then a pause, one hard smack, another pause, a quick burst… always keeping her off-guard and unable to anticipate when the next would land. Very soon, her whole bottom had taken on an overall pink hue and was stinging intensely.

“Right, enough of that, now let’s turn it a bright cherry-red, something she’ll actually remember.”

And so saying, out came that horrible hairbrush, the brush that had been applied to her bottom far more times than to anyone’s hair. Penny had done well so far, but the very moment its hard back smacked against her rump, she gave a loud squeal and her legs shot out to the sides, giving the class a clear view of the back of her smooth crotch. Only briefly, granted, but several boys leaned forward and smiled at the view even as she pulled her legs back in. A red mark started to form, and then the brush landed again – and again, and again. Here and there, left and right, all over her young bottom to leave a wide pattern of the painful splotches.

The class watched in amazement – and in silence as well. Not that it mattered, any noise they made would have been drowned out by the smack of plastic against flesh, and by Penny’s loud cries of pain as her small bottom rapidly took on a red glow. Again and again Sue let it land with dreadful force, each moment of impact causing a burst of pain and a blaze of heat, letting forth another yelp. Penny was sobbing by this stage, tears running down her cheeks and dripping to the floor, and even as her bottom turned a deep red, with small purple marks here and there, the class watched on, every single student glad that Sue was not their mother. Sure, probably half of them were spanked at home when called for, but not to this extent.

“There. Put your hand on her buttocks and feel the heat, Mister Bales. This is how much I want you to spank her in future if she causes trouble for you. Any time or place, if she deserves it, you have my blessings. Go on.”

With her encouragement, the teacher did place his hand on one of Penny’s roasted buns, and he could indeed feel the incredible heat from the fierce spanking she had received. Of course, having her bottom felt by a male just added to the girl’s humiliation and she continued to sob.

“Go ahead, take your ruler and give her a few hard ones now just so she knows what to expect in future.”

And so, doing just as instructed by the imposing parent, he did take his hard plastic ruler from his desk, and gave three solid smacks. Each one barely left a mark – not because he didn’t put the strength in, but because her bottom was already so very red and sore. Each one did bring out another yelp, however.

“Well, thank you for coming in and dealing with your daughter. I’m sure she won’t be cheating again any time soon.”

“Oh, we’re not finished, no. There’s one part of the spanking left. Penny, you know what to do – and before you open your mouth to argue, I remind you that we have plenty of boys here who would be too happy to act as volunteers and help you. So think very carefully.”

Needless to say, that warning was not a moment too soon – Penny was just about to shout her protests. No way would she spread her buttocks to the entire class room to have her anus spanked in front of them… except that warning was precisely enough to make her realise how limited her options were. She didn’t want boys doing it – getting an even closer view that they already did, touching her, probably spreading her cheeks as far as they could so that it stretched her out and hurt even more. Still whimpering, she nodded and slowly reached back. Many in the class gasped in surprise as she placed her hands on her crimson cheeks, winced, then started to spread them. Slowly, as her buttocks moved apart, they could see the contrast of the pale flesh of the inner curves, and then the darkened little area of skin where her anus puckered up.

“Wider than that, Penny, you know what you need to do. Come on.”

Groaning, Penny did as she was told, spreading her cheeks further – and that hurt enough as it was, touching her sore bottom like that. Eventually, her cheeks were spread out and the whole class had a clear view of her cute little back door, currently unblemished – though clearly not for long – as well as another good look at the back of her crotch.

She didn't consider the fact that had she been exposing herself of her own volition, her mother would not approve, and would probably spank her for that, but it all suddenly changed when it was for a spanking. Possibly she might realise it in future – if indeed punished for revealing herself, perhaps, though she'd likely no better than to point it out. But in this case, her mind was just filled with embarrassment, fear... and suddenly pain, as a loud crack and an impact against her back door let her know the worst part of the spanking was beginning. Even as the tingling and stinging started to become a more intense pain, just from that one smack, the second was already on its way. The oval-shaped brush connected firmly with her anal pucker once again, adding another wave of pain.

Penny's class-mates gasped in horror. At first, they had a variety of reactions just at her spreading her cheeks – intrigue, fascination, confusion, desire (amongst boys, for the most part), or disgust – plenty of girls were grossed out by the view, regardless of how clean she was. But when the wood made contact, they all were terrified, and felt sympathy for her as well.

Perhaps that sympathy reached out and soothed her, because despite her humiliated state, she held on and resisted rather well. Sure, she shrieked as the hairbrush connected with her delicate anus. She kicked her legs about, wailed and sobbed as each smack landed, rapidly changing not just her anus but the surrounding skin quite red. However, it was seven smacks before she was lying limp over her mother's lap, cheeks still spread, sobbing and blubbering as her little rosebud swelled up and throbbed.

“There, now that is a well-punished bottom hole. Indeed, what we have here is a well-punished girl. This is what I expect from you in future – touch it to see how sore it is, go on. Then give her one with the ruler so she knows you'll do it.”

At this point, Mister Bales was a little afraid of Sue, and just did as he was told. He reached out and brushed his fingers over Penny's tender, roasted sphincter, noting how warm it was, and giving a little poke to some of the swollen skin, feeling how soft it was and noticing the twitch of pain. He then took his ruler, aimed carefully, and slammed it down hard, bringing out another shriek.

“Perfect. Now, Penny, you can get up... where to stand... right there in front of the whiteboard. That's a good enough position.”

It took some time for Penny to stand up, rather shakily and still grasping her blazing red cheeks. There was no way she wanted to let go and feel the pain of them rubbing together over that tender spot of skin. Eventually, she made her way over to the whiteboard, only for her mother to write “Well-punished girl” above her head with a marker, an arrow drawn to point at her.

“I recommend keeping her somewhere everyone can see, and with her cheeks still spread. At least until she calms down and stops crying, but you could easily just have her stay there for the entire class session. We'll just wait and let her settle.”

“Okay, in that case I'm going to do some marking, and I want the rest of the class to reflect on Penny's actions and her consequences. Also, start reading up on the next chapter.”

After a minute or so, the wailing and moaning became regular sobbing. After another ten minutes, that finally quietened down to just sniffling, and her mother approached with a tissue, carefully wiping her face. It didn't do that much good, she looked a complete mess, but the gesture was appreciated.

“Now, I want you to understand that if I have to come and punish you in school again, once I've stripped you down we'll go into the yard and cut some good switches and you can have a switching for everyone to see. But for now... now we're going to go talk to the headmistress, so you can keep holding your bottom open, and we'll go see her now. Sorry for the interruption, Mister Bales.”

She nodded her head, and he did so in return, muttering his thanks for her actions, before the two headed down the corridor. With every step, Penny winced, and also glanced about, hoping against hope that nobody would see her. Despite having to go through two corridors, then out the building and across the campus to another building, somehow luck was actually on her side. For once, nobody was loitering about or en route to somewhere else, and nobody saw her – not that it mattered, given her whole class had, and they were the ones she'd be speaking with every day.

Sue opened the door and guided Penny in, at which point the receptionist just stared, more than a little bit surprised.

“Hello, Sue Xiahou here, we're here to see Deidre Harris. She was aware that we would be dropping by?”

“Um... yes, sure, I'll just let her know... Miss Harris, there is a parent here, Sue Xiahou? Okay, no problem.”

And so, she showed them through, and then it was Miss Harris' turn to be shocked at the sight of Penny walking in, naked but for her shoes and socks, and with signs of having been crying. When the receptionist stepped out, only then did she see the state of the girl's bottom and gasped.

“Penny, turn around so Miss Harris can see how we deal with your behaviour at home.”

Knowing better than to try arguing by then, she merely hoped that she would not be spanked again and did turn around So that the headmistress could see her red bottom and swollen anus. The principal's eyes widened and she sat back down, but she did notice that it was all the kind of redness from a thorough spanking with a brush, not a terrible beating that would leave long-lasting welts.

“I see, so this is how her behaviour is being adjusted?”

“Yes, however she needs constant adjustments. I am not the only one who should do this. I'm sure you have a brush or a good ruler or something – maybe even use a strap or cane. But I insist, whenever her actions warrant punishment in school, strip her naked there and then – more witnesses makes the lesson sink in better. Then give her a red bottom, make her spread her cheeks and give her bottom hole a good smacking. I showed Mister Bales and her class, so I'm sure he can give a demonstration if needed next time. We will be going home now, and she's going to study for the second attempt tomorrow, but please, in future... smack her bottom when necessary.”

“I see... well, thank you, Sue, it's good to know you care enough to do what needs to be done.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

And so it was that the two headed out to the car, leaving several staff members quite surprised, and Penny had to endure a most uncomfortable ride home. But even as they headed home, even as she finally received her hug of forgiveness from her mother at home, even as she started studying, there was just one thought in her head:

If I fail this, will he actually follow through?

To Be Continued