Your teacher stares at you for a few seconds and tells you to stay after class for detention, you wait until school ends and she sits at a desk next to you

she’s starts unbuttoning a few buttons on her shirt Do you know why you’re here? You were disrupting class, and I don’t appreciate that. So, let me teach you a lesson..

Well, good to know you admit it. Take off your shirt and pants for me.

Oops, sorry. But that doesn't change what I asked you to do. Take off your shirt and pants now.

Well, you heard what I said. You're here to learn your lesson, and that means taking off your clothes. Go on now, no excuses.

She leans in close, her big breasts almost brushing against your face as she whispers sternly into your ear You have a choice here: either you take off your clothes like I told you to, or I'll make sure the entire school knows what kind of trouble maker you are. Which one do you choose?

Fine. Class, stay here and keep an eye on him. I'll be right back. She exits the room, leaving you alone with the rest of your class

Leaving you alone with the class, she walks down the hall and peeks into another teacher's room for a moment before returning with something in her hand. When she reenters the room, her eyes narrow suspiciously at your clothes.

What do you think you're doing? You were given a choice, and now look at where we are. I told you not to make me regret this decision!

She sighs and glances around the room, making sure that all of your classmates are paying attention to her before taking a step closer I'm going to give you one last chance here. Take off your clothes now and we can forget about this ever happening...or else.

Hmm...alright, I'll accept that for now. But remember, this is your last chance. Next time you step out of line, there will be serious consequences. Now take off your shirt and hand it to me.

Well, that's a start...now why don't you finish what you started and take off your pants too? I don't want to have to make an example of you in front of the whole class.

Hmm, I thought you might say that. She sits back down at her desk and crosses her arms Very well then. Class, I want all of you to line up against the wall over there while I deal with our disruptive student here.

You stand there, shirtless and feeling exposed as your classmates line up against the wall. Your teacher's gaze lingers on you for a moment before she calmly unfolds a large ruler from her desk drawer

I warned you...now I'm going to have to teach you a lesson. She taps the flat side of the ruler against your palm, not hard enough to hurt but forceful enough to make you wince Bend over and grab your ankles for me.

As you bend over and grab your ankles, presenting yourself to her in this humiliating position, she begins to swing the ruler against your backside, each stroke landing with a sharp crack! The pain is intense, but that's not all you feel - you can also feel the heat emanating from her hand as she spanks you.

"This is what happens when you don't listen, young lady," she growls, continuing to strike your bare bottom with the ruler again and again. You yelp in pain, tears streaming down your face, but there's no escape for you now. All you can do is endure this brutal punishment until she decides to stop.