The Good Old Days {for IzzyWolf}

[CleverFox]

It was an ordinary day at school for six year old Nicolas Vallier, or at least it would have been normal were it not for the fact that he was currently sitting in the principal’s office. The little boy had a new teacher, his old one having gone on maternity leave the previous week, and he had been giving her a hard time since she arrived. Nicolas wasn’t the only one that was giving her a hard time but he was the most problematic out of her students and finally the teacher, Ms. Ivy, had had enough. She escorted the little boy to the principal’s office and then left him to his fate so that she could return to her class before the rest of the children got out of hand.

Leaving little Nicolas to sit on a chair just outside the principal’s office and fret about what he was facing. He knew that Ms. Ivy hadn’t been happy with him and he knew that she had already spoken to the principal, now they were just letting him sweat before he was called back to find out what his fate was.

“This is just stupid…” the unhappy little boy said as he kicked his feet back and forth.

[IzzyWolf]

The principal of the school, one Mr. Keith Chamberlain, had dealt with more unruly kids in his career than he cared to think about so when Ms. Ivy came to his office to inform him that she had an issue with one of her students the man was not even a little bit surprised. His features unflinching he listened to what the upset teacher had to say before soothing her ruffled feathers and then sending her back to her class with the promise that he would deal with it. Watching as she left he thought about what he was going to do about the child that was waiting outside his office, the man not in a hurry to deal with this. He had learned in his career that it was best to let them sweat. It had more of an effect that way.

After some time spent just contemplating what he was going to do the man got to his feet and went to retrieve the child. The fidgeting was noted but he didn’t feel bad for the boy, Mr. Chamberlain motioning for the child to get to his feet. “Come into my office young man.” His tone was stern and his features likewise as he turned to lead the way into his office.

[CleverFox]

Nicolas didn’t even know how long he was left to wait but it felt like an eternity before the scary principal came out to where he was sitting, the child looking up at the man when he spoke and told him to come. Those words were dreaded for every elementary student…come into the principal’s office where nothing good ever happens. The little boy almost refused but then he decided that would probably just make things worse for him and that was not a good idea so he slid from the chair and followed Mr. Chamberlain into the office. He was even more nervous now than he had been before while he was waiting and the little guy fidgeted as he stood in front of the huge desk, his gaze shifting around the room just so that he could keep himself occupied.

Unruly black hair fell to partially obscure eyes that were a cool gray, the child putting his hands behind his back as he rocked back and forth on his heels. He didn’t say anything and instead just waited to see what the principal was going to say so that he would know just how bad things were going to be.

[IzzyWolf]

Thinking that it was actually kind of funny the way that all kids got nervous when they were led to his office Mr. Chamberlain walked to his desk and sat down, leaving the nervous child standing in front of his desk to fidget. His brown eyes focused on the child as he once again thought about the situation and he actually had an idea that he thought would make things better for Ms. Ivy in the long run as well as teach this errant child a lesson that he wasn’t soon to forget. “You already know why you were brought here to my office Nicolas so I’m going to skip that part of the lecture.” Just as before his voice was stern, a no nonsense tone if ever there was one. “You knew better than to behave that way in class and it does not matter that your teacher is new to this school. You should have shown her the respect that she is due and because you failed to do that, because you insisted on being disrespectful, disrupting your classmates, and refusing to mind you are going to get a paddling.”

Here he paused to see how those fateful words were going to affect the kid.

[CleverFox]

The little boy kept his eyes glued to the principal as he walked behind his desk and sat down, Nicolas continuing to fidget as the man remained silent. To him this was the worst part, having to wait. He already knew that he was in trouble, the only thing that was remotely debatable in this scenario was just how much trouble and it seemed as though Mr. Chamberlain was intent on letting him sweat for awhile before he passed judgment. Finally the man spoke up and at that point he had Nicolas’s complete and undivided attention, the little boy continuing to rock back and forth on the balls of his feet as he listened to what his principal had to say. The child’s eyes immediately going wide when he heard the announcement that he was going to get a paddling.

That was what the child had been hoping to avoid and he actually whimpered as he heard that, the hands that were already behind his back going to cover his little bottom as though to shield it from what was coming. He knew that wasn’t going to help the situation but he couldn’t stop himself from doing it. “But I don’t want a paddling…” the child whined sort of pitifully.

[IzzyWolf]

All kids reacted different to the sentence of a paddling from the principal but Nicolas’s reaction wasn’t surprising. Mr. Chamberlain watched as the kid’s hands went to cover his backside, the man shaking his head when he heard the kid’s words. “You should have thought of that before you misbehaved Nicolas.” As he spoke those words with finality Mr. Chamberlain got to his feet, pulling open one of his desk drawers as he did and extracting a long, rectangular wooden paddle from its depths. It was a classic school paddle and it was well worn, used to keep many an unruly kid in line. Paddle in hand Mr. Chamberlain walked over to Nicolas and placed a hand on the little boy’s shoulder. “Come with me.” It was an order. “We are going back to your class and I am going to paddle you in front of your classmates.”

Before he even finished speaking Mr. Chamberlain started walking toward the door, using the hand that he had on the kid’s shoulder to guide Nicolas along in front of him. Keeping his hand there the principal guided the kid all the way to his classroom, Mr. Chamberlain walking inside with one hand on Nicolas’s shoulder and the other gripping the paddle that he was carrying at his side. “Ms. Ivy, I am going to deal with the matter of Nicolas’s disobedience here.” It wasn’t a question, he was just telling the woman what he was going to do before he looked again at Nicolas, using his guiding hand to position the little boy at the front of the classroom, standing so that his classmates had a side view of him. “Nicolas, bend over, put your hands on your knees.”

[CleverFox]

Nicolas had thought that being told he was going to be paddled was as bad as it was going to get but he was wrong on that, things got way beyond worse when Mr. Chamberlain said that he was going to do it in front of his entire class. That was something that the child hadn’t even thought about and he couldn’t help but whimper again, opening his mouth to argue but stopping short as he caught sight of the paddle. It was huge, in his opinion anyway, and that intimidation served to keep the boy quiet as a hand was placed on his shoulder and he was guided out of the office and back to his classroom. The little guy was even more nervous as he listened to the principal telling his teacher what he was doing while at the same time steering him to stand in front of the class.

All eyes were on him and he could tell even though he didn’t look at the other children.

The next words were enough to cause his heart to start beating faster, the child looking at the principal and hoping that he was going to see mercy in his expression. That didn’t happen, the man’s face was just stern, and Nicolas almost whimpered again as he leaned forward, putting his hands on his knees. He had to force himself to stay that way and not stand back up, the child gripping his knees as tight as he could with his little hands while he waited for the inevitable. The little boy really was just not happy in this instance but there was nothing that he could do about it. He knew that if he didn't cooperate then he would just be forced to take the paddling by the adults so it was just easier for him if he accepted his fate.

[IzzyWolf]

“Let this serve as a lesson to all of you.” Mr. Chamberlain addressed the entire class while he waited for Nicolas to follow his order and bend over. The kid was lucky that he didn’t argue or whine, it would not have helped him and would have instead made the principal annoyed. Once the kid was in position Mr. Chamberlain raised the paddle and tapped the kid’s bottom with it a few times, making sure that there wasn’t anything in his pockets. “You are getting six, do not stand up until I give you permission.” Once again, an order.

Raising the paddle Mr. Chamberlain delivered the first firm, punishment force lick. The sound of the wood making contact with the kid’s clothed backside seemed loud in the room, the other kids all quiet as they stared. The principal was keeping the kid’s age in mind as he administered the paddling but was still being firm, not wanting a repeat of this from Nicolas nor anyone else to get the bright idea to act up. Each lick of the paddle landed on the same spot, with the same force, making the same noise. Six in total. Each one of them landed hard enough to make it count. Mr. Chamberlain determined to make sure that this incident was not repeated. Nicolas serving as the example for the rest of the class.

[CleverFox]

Nicolas had never wanted anything more than he wanted to stand up when he felt that paddle tapping against his backside. It was true that he was wearing pants and briefs, so those would offer some protection, but it was also true that it was going to hurt regardless. The little boy once again gripped his knees as tight as he could as he felt the paddle move away from his butt, the child knowing that it was coming and trying to brace himself for it. That didn’t really work out the way that he wanted it to and the first hard swat of the paddle caused him to yelp in pain, Nicolas barely managing to keep himself from reaching back to rub his stinging bottom. He did manage to fight that urge but the five swats that followed gained similar reactions from the child, Nicolas getting tears in his eyes and starting to sniffle as the sting in his bottom increased with each swat.

Finally it was over but the little guy didn’t stand up and instead just remained where he was, bent over and with his hands on his knees, waiting for permission from his principal to get up. Because that was what he had been told to do and he was not brave, or stupid, enough to disobey the man right now. Not while his bottom was still stinging from the paddling that he had just gotten. He could hear a couple of the other children snickering but he didn’t even bother to look over and see who it was that was laughing at his misfortune because right now he just didn’t care.

What Nicolas wanted to do was to hop up and down and rub his stinging bottom but the little boy had been told not to get up until he was given permission to do so and he was not brave enough to defy the principal right now. Not while he was still standing there with that wicked paddle in his hand. The desire to reach back and furiously rub was also present but it was another thing that Nicolas was fighting against for all that he was worth.

[IzzyWolf]

After giving all six licks to the kid Mr. Chamberlain gave Nicolas a few minutes to regain his composure, leaving him bent over just for added effect. “Okay Nicolas, take your seat.” An order he knew the kid wasn’t going to be happy to follow but he didn’t really care. The kid had made a mistake and now he was going to have to learn from it. The fact that Nicolas’s sister was a teacher at this very school meant that the kid was likely going to be in trouble when he got home but that was not his problem. “Ms. Ivy, if you have any further trouble from anyone send the offender to me.” With those parting words the principal turned and left the room, after making sure that Nicolas went to park it like he was told.