Monday, December 6, 2010

From the Top Shelf - The Tutor

I have chosen one of my favourite chapters from Kenneth Harding's Spanking Encyclopedia to share with you today. It is a tutor's personal recollection of a particularly difficult private student, and how he dealt with her attitude.

A young man in his mid-twenties, Mr. W, has been hired by a wealthy couple to tutor their only child, a daughter of 18. Eileen, a spoiled and rebellious girl, has done poorly in high school, and needs special help if she is going to pass the entrance exams to an elite college in the fall. Eileen's mother admits that they have been very permissive parents and have never spanked their daughter, but perhaps that is exactly what she needs now. Mr. W is given permission to motivate his pupil in whatever manner is most effective. He has never before administered a bottom-warming, but is willing to give it his best shot.

Mr. W admitted to the author that:

Eileen apparently saw in her mature young tutor a kind of challenge... The upshot of it all was that about the third week, Eileen became very saucy to me when I reprimanded her for doing slovenly work on one of the themes I had given her to write. Remembering her mother's suggestion, I calmly told her that if she kept up her cheekiness, she might be unpleasantly surprised, to which the saucy minx sat back in her chair, eyed me with a mocking little smile, and then asked quite matter-of-factly, "You mean you'll wallop me?"

I summoned up my own bravado and, looking her straight in the eye, retorted, "Yes, that is precisely what I mean." And then I promised her that the very next time her work was not up to snuff, I should regretfully but firmly be compelled to punish her.

Three days later, she handed in to me a theme which was atrociously done as far as neatness and legibile handwriting was concerned. Also, it showed that she had breezed through it with no reflection whatsoever... I told her, "Really, Eileen, this paper won't do at all. And you know that I gave you fair warning." To Which she replied, "I guess I shall just have to take the consequences, then, shan't I, Mr. W?"

Clearing my throat and assuming as much dignity as I could before her highly amused stare, I told her that I wished her to come place herself across my knees for a sound spanking. I shoved back the chair at my desk to make room for her, and she quite docilely came around to my right, looked at me again with that cheeky little smile of hers, and then asked, "Like this, Mr. W?"

Whereupon she plumped herself down across my lap, palming the floor and arching her quite sizeably rounded buttocks. She was, of course, fully dressed in a modestly cut skirt, and a blouse with a Peter Pan collar. Eileen was well-proportioned for her years, and I must admit to blushing a little at finding myself with her well-rounded and quite ample buttocks so defenselessly upturned to me.

In that position, the tightness of her skirt was emphasized over the ample and well-separated globed of her bottom, and it was as if even in thus submitting, she was making fun of me. I said something like, "Yes, that's quite right," and put my left arm around her waist to hold her in position.

Then I told her, very gravely, to prepare herself, and delivered a rather smart slap to the right side of her behind. She glanced back up at me, still with that teasing little smile of hers, and then had the utter audacity to remark, "You needn't be afraid to wallop hard, Mr. W. I won't break." This really got under my skin, and I let her have five or six really vigorous swats, distributing them all over her plump backside.

... When I paused, she looked up, let out a gasp, and then giggled, "That was something more like it, wasn't it? Do please tell me how many I must bear before I make it up." And this was really enough to make me wish I had chosen a more impressive means of punishment.

I think I said something like "Never fear, my girl, I'll give you fair warning when I've finished, " and then I started smacking away. She was a wonderfully good sport, I'll give her that. As my chair was rather low, she was able to balance herself on her palms and on the toes o her shoes, so that she kept her bottom arched up without flinching throughout what I considered a rather severe bottom smacking for a first time.

I must have given her about forty hard ones when at last I stopped, and I was out of breath. I ironically told her, "You may get up now, Eileen, and go back to your seat. I have some homework to assign."

She got up slowly, her face a littler flushed and her eyes quite bright, but otherwise, apart from a few gasps and startled little "ohhs," she had taken her spanking with remarkable stoicism. She tentatively put a hand behind her and rubbed a bit, then walked back to her place, her head still high, and as she seated herself--not without a swift grimace of discomfort, which I was secretly pleased to observe--she again had the temerity to call out to me, "It's not as bad as I thought, Mr. W. I don't think I shall need a cushion. And I'm sorry about my theme. I'll try to do better next time."

It was quite obvious to me that she had bested me in this first encounter and that it had not really been punishment at all. In spite of my being a mature male, I was still quite naïve about the behaviour of the opposite sex. But I was to discover my error and also learn something about Eileen exactly two days after that punitive session.

What did the young tutor learn about women? Come back next week and find out.
From Hermione's Heart

9 comments:

Our Bottoms Burn said...

It was quite obvious to me that she had bested me in this first encounter and that it had not really been punishment at all. In spite of my being a mature male, I was still quite naïve about the behaviour of the opposite sex.

I was in my 40's, before I understood.

ronnie said...

Delightful Hermione, thanks. I'm quite surprised that he took her over his knee for a first spanking, not a punishment at all.

Love,
Ronnie
xx

Hermione said...

Bogie - And I have yet to figure men out!

Ronnie - I'm glad you liked it. It's one of my favourite stories.

Hugs,
Hermione

Poppy said...

I love this. I need the next chapter now please. I am curious as a cat and so to save me I will need it soon. :)
A great find, Hermione.

Hermione said...

Poppy - You will have to be patient, dear girl. The next chapter will appear on Monday. But I'll give you a hint: it's worth waiting for!

Hugs,
Hermione

barely.pink said...

This is so perfect. I can't wait for the next!

Hugs,

Pink

Michael said...

Congrats on this post being Chrossed, Hermione. Very well done. :)

Poppy said...

Congratulations on being Chrossed!

Hermione said...

Pink, Michael and Poppy - Thank you. I hope all of you, and Chross, enjoy the next instalment.

Hugs,
Hermione