The Correction

Ed and Alice are punished by Miss Cunningham

All characters in this story are over 18, this story contains material of an adult theme. If you are under 18 or for any other reason not legally allowed to experience this kind of material look away now.

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Wednesday

Miss Cunningham was my mathematics teacher, and was difficult. If you didn't take to her subject you could expect to be in trouble regularly.

I found her irresistible, she always wore classy clothes, loose blouses and business suits, I couldn't help but gaze into her piercing blue eyes.

In her mid thirties she was in good shape. As she turned to write on the board my gaze drifted across her slim body, lingering on her buttocks in a pencil skirt that finished just above the knee. Trying to see if I could make out the outline of her knickers.

The more she chastised me the more attractive I found her, her discipline seemed unpredictable, even erratic, sometimes she would punish a student in front of the class for missing a minor detail, other times more serious incidents would go unpunished.

She always looked smart, and today was no exception, as we arrived in class I shifted awkwardly past her. Dipping my head and looking down at her shiny black leather shoes, her firm calf muscles wrapped in the sheen of her stockings.

In these moments of closeness I felt her power, her presence making my heart beat rapidly - awkwardly I found my seat.

In most classes you could sit where you like, but Miss Cunningham had a plan for each group, so she could control all aspects of her classroom. I sat at the front, and didn't mind as this allowed me to have a better view of her incredible body.

BANG! She hit the blackboard with her stick, the sound snapped me back to reality.

"Today we will cover long division," she said firmly, in her authoritative voice.

The class let out a collective sigh. As she turned around to write on the board again I played my familiar game of imagining what kind of underwear was hidden under her formal clothes. Maybe black knickers and a flimsy bra? With her nipples poking hard and the gusset of her knickers pressed firmly into the folds of her womanhood.

"Ed, ED! EDWARD!!" I met her glare, she had caught me staring.

"Maybe you would like to explain the methodology of long division to the class, as you obviously must already know."

"Errm -- err." As I stuttered she interrupted me. "I thought not," she snapped. Giving me a look that cut right into the centre of my being, making my guts churn with her eye contact. Expertly using my humiliation to exert her authority. I hoped that she had not noticed my eyes were fixed firmly on her body, had she realised I was staring at her?

She turned again to the board, glad that the moment was over I tried to concentrate on her lesson, but the encounter had left me feeling nervous and excited. I felt the familiar throb between my legs, my cock swelling under the desk.

We were assigned tasks and left to work them out, I really couldn't concentrate.

Miss Cunningham slowly walked around the class peering into our exercise books. I watched as her weight shifted form leg to leg as she walked, her body gently swaying, alive with motion, sliding against the inside of her clothes.

I heard a commotion, Alice, a pretty petite girl with brown hair on the row behind had made some mistakes.

"Right, this just wont do," Miss Cunningham said firmly and calmly, "come up to the front." She was on a war path today.

Even though it was our last year and we were all over 18 we were still expected to adhere to the schools codes, including uniform. Alice was wearing hers, you could see the outline of her plain white bra encasing her small breasts through her blouse. Her pleated skirt ending mid thigh, displaying her youthful legs resplendently.

Alice was really nice, not like the other pretty girls who knew it, she was clever and had a great mix of confidence and innocence.

Normally her firm perfect young body would hold my attention, as I tried to peek up her skirt on the stairs, or watch the girls playing hockey, but Miss Cunningham's womanliness overwhelmed even Alice's charms.

I dreaded what humiliating task Miss Cunningham would come up with for Alice to perform in front of the class, but I also secretly anticipated the excitement of it.

Miss Cunningham gave a brief explanation and set some impossible tasks for Alice to complete on the blackboard. She then carried on walking between the rows.

After dealing with a few other students she came to my desk, and stopped.

I looked up at her waist, the silk of her blouse tucked into her skirt.

My heart raced as she commanded, "Let me see."

She turned my workbook around to face her and slowly leaned over, her head getting closer to mine. As she lent I looked at her neat hair held up with a large clip, Intoxicated by her sweet perfume.

Time stood still as the top of her blouse slowly dipped open and I looked down into the opening, I saw her amazing breasts, encased snugly by a black lacy bra, cupping her breasts beautifully.

A shot of electricity hit my cock and it went rock hard, swelling immediately - her proximity overwhelming me. I desperately willed her not to see the bulge in my trousers. Using my elbow I managed to subtly tuck it under the edge of the desk.

"You've obviously not been listening to a word I've been saying," she said cockily as she stood up, her hands on her hips. I looked pleadingly into her eyes, my cock throbbing dangerously in my trousers, so close to her.

I was struck with fear, the fear furthering my involuntary sexual excitement.

There was a pause, then came the words I was dreading the most:

"Stand up."

She said it calmly, looking in to my eyes with a playfulness, like a cat toying with its prey.

Ermmmm, my mind was overloaded, I couldn't speak and was paralyzed with fear. Then I felt my body moving slowly upwards, completely out of my control, unable to defy her command. My brain was not working; I couldn't override this, or even begin to think of a way out.

My cock sprung eagerly up from behind the desk forming a grey rigid tent in my school trousers.

Miss Cunningham took half a step back, I hovered there not sure what to do - in a state of total confusion. My cock was burning red hot with arousal, hormones pumping wildly around my young body.

Luckily sitting at the front afforded me some privacy from the rest of the class.

It took her a moment to grasp the situation, then she glared into my eyes, "Sit down, I'll deal with you later."

As I sat down my heart pumped and my stomach churned.

"Did that really just happen?" I repeated to myself in my head, my erection did not subside. She seemed to be carrying on as normal, but was a little quieter then usual, avoiding eye contact and seeming distant. Alice was soon dismissed and seemed relived as she parked her pert little bottom back in her seat.

The rest of the lesson flashed past me, and before I knew it the rest of the class was filtering out of the room, I remained in my seat, my gaze fixed firmly down on my workbook before me. My heart in the pit of my stomach.

I heard a click as Miss Cunningham locked the classroom door, I looked up and scanned the empty room around me, Miss Cunningham had her arms crossed and was facing me. Staring.

I could see her chest rising up and down slowly, she seemed to glow, looking more beautiful than ever.

Now I was very scared, but also extremely aroused at the possibilities of this humiliating confrontation.

She broke the silence, "Stand up." I stood up - my cock still rock hard. "What is this?" she said pointing to my erection.

"Erm err," I stuttered.

"Are you as bad at biology as you are at maths?" She said sharply, "Go on, tell me what it is."

"It's my erection Miss," I said quietly, still standing in front of her. I looked into her eyes, her eyes had taken on a more predatory stare - she was totally in control.

"Do you think it's appropriate to display yourself like this in front of your teacher?"

I felt so caught that I couldn't even speak. "And don't think I haven't seen you staring at me you vulgar boy"

"This level of disrespect towards a staff member is totally unacceptable, I'm going to have to get the headmistress involved, and maybe the police. As after all, indecent exposure is a crime."

"Oh no!" I cried, my heart sinking even further - my parents, a criminal record! Expulsion from the school! I was really a good person, this would follow me forever.

"I'm afraid I have no choice you filthy minded boy, look," she said, pointing at the tent in my trousers with her board stick, "You've still got a hardon, even now!" The attention drawn to my situation aroused me even further, I could feel a churning in my balls.

"Please, please," I whimpered, believing that my time was truly up. She moved towards the phone on the wall in the corner of the classroom. I couldn't take it any more I fell to my knees in front of her literally begging her not to make the call.

"Get your disgusting hands off me you filthy boy!!" she shouted, I let go of her ankles, "never touch me without permission again."

"Yes Miss," I said quietly.

"Move over to my desk," she said sternly. I did as I was told. "You seem to be even more depraved than even I thought possible"

"Alright," she paused, "as you're in your final year and are now 18 I am prepared to administer a more suitable punishment, a punishment that will correct your disgusting behavior."

"Oh thank you miss, thank you so much!" I said still standing by her desk.

"Shut up! don't speak unless I give you permission, now go and stand in the corner while I think about your punishment."

I shifted slowly over to the corner.

After what seemed like half an hour, she called me over, "Here are my terms." She presented me with a hand written document, "Accept them or I call the headmistress and report your indecent exposure to the police - I will press charges."

I had no choice, I didn't even read them, I scratched my signature on the bottom of the paper, my hands shaking.

"Good boy," My heart felt warm with her encouragement. I felt relived that the authorities were not going to be involved and also excited about the punishment that she had in mind. At 18 I was quite in-experienced with girls, I was finding her presence overwhelming.

"I intend to deliver a spanking on your bare bottom everyday for the rest of this week after school, you shall report to the outside of this classroom by no later than 4pm and wait for me to call you in."

"Your punishment starts now" I was on fire! A spanking on my bare ass, how awful, but so sexy!

"Move then!!" she shouted, I did not know what to do, "Will I have to explain everything? my my, you do have a lot to learn you useless boy." "I shall now explain 3 positions, listen careful as I will not explain them again."

"Position 1, standing facing the blackboard with your back straight and your hands on your head."

"Position 2, bending over the desk, arms stretched forward."

"Position 3, standing in front of the blackboard, holding your ankles."

"Get into position 1 - NOW!"

I jumped, and dashed to the front of the blackboard placing my hands on my head and standing up straight.

"Well, we may have actually found something you are good at you little perv," She said from behind me. I heard her footsteps move across the room, like a predator.

I felt her breath on my neck, my hair stood on end, she reach around and undid my trousers, they got caught on my erection, so she harshly tugged them down my legs.

"Oh dear, what do we have here? Non regulation underwear?" Officially we were supposed to wear white pants, but no one ever obeyed that uniform rule, apart from one or two on their first day, definitely not a final year student.

"This will require extra punishment," she said as she slipped her fingers into the elasticated waist of my black boxer shorts.

Her touch felt electric. She unceremoniously pulled my boxer shorts down, my cock springing back to attention. I stepped out of my trousers and underwear, she picked them up and placed them on a spare chair some distance away.

The evening sun shone brightly through the window catching the furniture and filling the room with a warm glow. Miss Cunningham moved to stand in front of the window, she was silhouetted by the bright sunlight shining through making her blouse appear slightly transparent, I could make out her womanly shape and the outline of her bra and breasts, I nearly exploded - a bead of glistening juice formed at the tip of my twitching cock.

"From now on I will also inspect you to see if you are wearing regulation uniform, all violations will result in extra punishment." I quivered.

"Position 2!"

I leant over the desk reaching the other side, and she walked past me over to the side of the blackboard, fetching her pointing stick. I could feel her standing behind me, I anticipated her strike. Instead I felt the end of her stick trace the outside of my leg, touching gently, I melted under the touch. She then stroked along the base of my buttocks and down the inside of my thighs, as the stick pushed against the insides of my thighs I eased my legs open.

She gently tapped the underside of my ballsack. The cold gentle touch feeling like a thousand caresses.

She pulled away and .............. THWACK!!

The stick struck across my shaking buttocks, it stung so bad and I yelped in pain. THWACK!! the stick hit me again. This was not a game, she hit me hard.

"This will teach you, you dirty little perv!!!"

THWACK!!

"Displaying your arrogant little boner in front of me!"

THWACK!!

"You think I haven't noticed you gawping at my body for weeks, the only brains you have are in your scrotum."

THWACK!!

She stopped for a moment, I was nearly crying into the desk, still holding the other side, I hadn't moved, or tried to hold my buttocks. The pain became an incredible heat, and then slowly pleasure. I felt the heat become wave after wave of pleasure that moved across my body, radiating from my buttocks.

"That should do for you first correction." she said and I felt her hand gently touching my cheeks, she slowly stroked them, my erection had subsided.

"Your bottom has warmed nicely, you took that quite well," pull up your trousers and don't forget to report to me tomorrow.

She folded her arms and smiled smugly as she openly looked at my limp cock while I awkwardly walked over to the chair where my clothes were.

When I looked up again she was sat at her desk marking papers.

I silently slid out of the door.

That night I finished dinner with my family in record time and rushed up stairs. I must have cum about ten times, wanking furiously, imagining every possible scenario with my sexy teacher.

I couldn't get her out of my mind, the thought of any future encounters making my heart beat rapidly.

Thursday

The next day I walked quickly to school, there was a new spring in my step, I'd never felt this alive! The fear of the future possibilities amplified my excitement.

The day passed by in a haze, I kept getting in trouble, absolutely nothing went into my brain as it was all-consumed with thoughts of Miss Cunningham.

I saw her in the corridor and stopped in my tracks, unable even to breath, let alone walk. She passed by me without even acknowledging my existence, I inhaled deeply, adoring her scent.

The end of school finally came around, I hung around waiting for the right time, not wanting to be too early and definitely not late.

When I reached the corridor next to her classroom I was surprised to see Alice stood there waiting by the classroom door, she seemed surprised to see me as well. She looked stunning, in her pleated school skirt and blouse with her perfect toned legs and beautiful dark eyes.

"Hi Ed," she said quietly, "Are you hear to see Miss Cunningham as well?"

I nodded.

At that moment the classroom door opened and Miss Cunningham waved us in.

"I'm glad to see that you two have managed to follow at least one instruction correctly," she said as she clicked the lock in the door of the classroom, "Stand at the front of the room - both of you." Alice and I shifted awkwardly to the front of the class.
"I've decided to administer your punishments simultaneously to save time, after all, I am a busy woman." Alice blushed adoringly.

"Position one!"

We both jumped to attention and faced the blackboard with our hands on our heads.

"Alice you first, time for your uniform inspection." I could see Alice breathing heavily, my cock started to swell.

Miss Cunningham paced slowly around Alice, with her now familiar predatory style, holding her pointing stick firmly.

"For each infraction you shall receive an extra stroke from the stick." Miss Cunningham paused and continued to survey the young woman before her.

"One - Your socks do not match." Alice hung her head. I gasped at Miss Cunningham's reaction to this tiny detail, they were both white ankle socks, the difference was minimal.

"Two - your skirt is too short, the regulation length is 10cm above the knee."

"Although this cardigan is very 'a la mode' it is not uniform regulation, that's three. Take it off!"

Alice carefully unbuttoned her cardigan, her fingers trembling, I could only assume that Alice had signed a similar disclaimer to myself.

She glanced over at me, fear in her eyes, I tried to give her a reassuring smile, she seemed to relax a little.

Alice shrugged the cardigan off her shoulders and handed it to the waiting Miss Cunningham.

"Four - this is not a regulation blouse, take it off."

Alice seemed to take on a new confidence, maybe she was resigned to her fate, her fingers trembled less as she unbuttoned her blouse, she glanced at the tent in my trousers, keeping her head lowered.

The blouse was also handed to Miss Cunningham, Alice looked adorable in her regulation white cotton bra, holding her small firm young breasts snugly, her young body toned and beautiful - I was rock hard.

Miss Cunningham then started to trace the hem of Alice's skirt with the end of her stick, she looked her directly in the eyes as she instructed Alice to lift up her skirt so that she could see her knickers.

Alice gulped and proceeded to slowly lift her skirt for the teacher to inspect her, "Higher," Miss Cunningham said firmly, "All the way up."

Alice now had her skirt lifted high up out of the way of her knickers, all of them were visible, her taught abdomen showing,

Her legs and ass were beautiful, my cock throbbed wildly inside the constrains of my pants, her buttocks were so pert, her face was bright red. The knickers were small. Miss Cunningham leaned forward with her stick and traced the edge of her underwear, the seam over her bum, and up the sides leading slowly to her mound at the front. As she traced Alice quivered, almost as if she were enjoying this, I could see her squeezing her legs together firmly.

Miss Cunningham's instruction pierced the silence, "Open your legs girl, shoulder width apart."

Alice obeyed, looking straight ahead now, a deep concentration on her face.

Miss Cunningham stood in front of her and slowly leaned forward, the stick gently made contact with the inside of her ankle and slowly moved up the inside of Alice's calf, she gulped, her breathing increasing. The stick slowly rose - passing her knees, now rising up the inside of her thigh. The stick made gentle contact with the gusset of Alice's knickers, she let out a slight gasp, the atmosphere was electric.