Ms. Kelly gave Duke and McNamara a sceptical and kinda warning look. "In fact, Heather, we mean exectly that - washing your filthy mouths with soap. As for thever or not we're capable to do it - we'll see soon. And, Heather, we all heard what she said, thnak you; I wouldn't repeat it so eagerly and loudly, unless you have no sympathy for your own hole."
Of course, Chandler's protests were ignored as well as her kicking, but her exposed ass attracted much more attention. Surely lots of boys (and some of girls) daydreamed about it a lot, and now the whispers, gasps, giggles and even very quiet whistling cpuld be heard through the class. But mostly the students, though staring at Heather's ass attentively, did not cause havoc - acccording to the plan they were going to get to know Chandler from this side even better soon, so why bother?..
Mr. White took a big wooden paddle from behind teh teacher's desk. "Now, Heathers, judging on your behaviour I don't expect you to know what the spanking is, but you will learn it during our class. It's a very effective method of dealing with overgrown spoiled brats, like the four certain girls we all know. There are many ways to administer the spanking, and we'll goo to them later, but padding is one of teh most common in US schools, and I'm going to revuve that tradition right now!" After this short lecture the teacher raised the paddle, which was wide enough to cover both Chandler's cheeks, and landed it firmly on the bitchy clondie's ass. WHACK!!!
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