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SSC 2007 Granddads Photograph - Picture - Classroom (499 Words)
This story is fiction and deals with spanking and corporal punishment. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor please leave now.
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I walked into the classroom, which looked just like my granddads photograph. The old desks almost in rows, some with slates to write on, the blackboard, even an abacus. The walls were almost bare, the light poor, the stove in one corner, a handbell on the teachers desk.
The school closed 15 years ago, but was kept as a museum. My wife Emma had taken a job as curator 6 months ago. I went to pick her up after work. It was my first time here. I brought granddads photograph.
"I told you, that is photograph is exactly this schoolroom" Emma declared.
Emma was dressed in her Victorian school mistresses uniform of a fine dark blue wool and cashmere full length skirt, a white cotton blouse with bow, and a white apron, her hair in a bun.
"And you found records of granddad being punished."
Emma laughed. "I found his name all over the punishment books."
I said "He told me on so many occasions he had to bend across his teachers lap and was spanked on his bare bottom with a tawse. I often looked at the photograph and wondered what it must have felt like, being spanked in this classroom, by a fearsome teacher."
"You know what you mean. Over the last six months I have read all the punishment books."
Emma went to the teachers desk and took a well worn tawse from the drawer.
"I have often imagined sitting on the teachers stool spanking someone across my knee, bare bottom, with this tawse, just like those teachers did. Do you want to try it?" she asked, giving me a serious look, waving the tawse around.
Somehow being in this classroom, with all its atmosphere, made it feel right, to experience what he must have felt. I agreed.
The smiling and joking stopped. I was soon across Emma'a lap with my naked bottom exposed, ready. She made my bottom really sting, but even through the pain I was becoming aroused.
When Emma let me up her face was glowing. She looked at my erect penis and smiled again.
She came over and put her arms around my neck, her mouth against mine, my tongue searched for hers.
She pointed to the large teachers desk. "Lie on it boy or there will be another spanking for you" she instructed, looking stern.
As I manoeuvred myself on to the old desk Emma removed her skirt and knickers, and was soon on top of me, in command, commanding, demanding, like never before.
In one movement she pushed down on my erection and I slid easily inside her.
"I just knew that would turn me on" Emma gasped.
Afterwards we lay there on the teachers desk, both breathing heavily.
"This is some crazy classroom" mused Emma. She looked at me with her wicked smile and added "of course I am going to be very strict with you boy. I will be keeping a punishment book just for you."
"Yes Miss."
