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"So, your mom spanks you sometimes, but it doesn't work, you say?" Mr. Johnson said, looking at the young girl in front of him.
Eleven-year-old Millie had come to him after class and asked for a talk. He was always open for his students, but the subject Millie had brought up had surprised him.
"Yes... sir, you always talk about spanking as a good thing. Something that helps boys and girls a lot. And the Bible encourages it, doesn't it?" the girl said.
"Yes, it does. You know that. But how come you want to discuss this with me? If your moms spankings doesn't work, shouldn't you talk to her about it?"
"I... I guess. But... it's too embarrassing."
Mr. Johnson smiled. "But you dare to talk to me about it?"
"Just because... I don't know. You feel like the right person, sir" the girl said.
Mr. Johnson watched the red-haired girl for a moment.
"How does your mom do, when she spanks you?" he then asked.
"She... she spanks. I mean, she hits on the... on the bottom."
"Of course, hitting anywhere else is not a spanking and is harmful. You hit on the bottom because it's kind of made for spankings... it doesn't contain any organs, no bones. It's the only safe place to spank."
Mr. Johnson watched Millie another few seconds. He could see that the girl was embarassed about the subject. Still, he admired her courage even bringing it up.
"When I spank my children" he said after a while "I pull their pants and underwear down, put them over my knee and spank them with my hand or with a implement depending on what they have done."
Millie looked shocked.
"From your face I can tell that's not the way your mom spanks you, right?" he asked her.
Millie shook her head. "She just spanks with her hand... and not... you know..."
"Not on the bare bottom and not with any implement" Mr. Johnson said.
Millie shook her head and blushed a bit.
"Probably that's why they don't work. Do they hurt, your mom's spankings?" he asked the child.
"No... no really. Kind of stings a little but... they don't really hurt."
"A real spanking must sting not just a little, it must sting a lot" Mr. Johnson said. "If they don't, they won't ever work. A spanking is nothing pleasant. It must be an painful experience, because changing yourself to a better person is painful. Do we learn from the things we do right? Usually not. No, we learn from our mistakes. And if mistakes are not caught, punished and corrected, we won't even know they were mistakes and we might do the same thing again."
Millie looked away for a bit. Then she turned her face to him and asked: "Do you think I would get a better girl if I got better spankings?"
"I don't know you very well, Millie" Mr. Johnson said "But I do know for cetrain, which I've talked about many times in class, that spankings is the right way to help young girls and boys on the right way in life. I think that you should go home and try to have this conversation with your mother. I know it might be hard, but give it a try."
"I... I guess I should" Millie said.
Mr. Johnson smiled at her. "You are a good girl, Millie. And clever. I think you can get your mom to understand your feelings if you talk to her in the right way."

Three days later Millie caught up with Mr. Johnson in the corridor after the last class of the day.
"Yes, Millie, what can I do for you?" he asked.
"Sir, could we... have a talk again? Like the other day?" the girl asked.
"Sure. Let's go to the staff room, it's no one there by this time."
The two of them walked.
"How was your day?" he asked the kid.
"Good, but I HATE math" Millie said.
"Good that you are talking to the language teacher, and not the math teacher" Mr. Johnson said.
"Sorry, sir... I shouldn't have said hate..."
"Don't worry, I won't tell Mr. Anderson" Mr. Johnson said and smiled.
They reached the staff room and Mr. Johnson let the girl in first, then he closed the door. The two of them sat down in coaches opposite eachother.
"So, how can I help you?" he asked the girl.
"I... I tried to talk to mom."
"About spankings?"
Millie blushed but nodded.
"And what did she say?" Mr. Johnson asked.
"She... she didn't get it. She said that I should be happy she didn't spank me harder than she did. I guess I should... but... you say that spankings doesn't work if they are to weak. Right?"
"If a spanking should work for real, it must be hard and sting a lot, that's true."
"It's like I said then, the other day... mom's spankings doesn't work."
"I'm sorry for you" Mr. Johnson said.
"Could... could you talk to my mom, sir?" the girl suddenly asked.
"Why would you want that?"
"Maybe if... if you talked to her... and gave her all the arguments... maybe she would change her mind."
Mr. Johnson hesitated. After a while he said: "I will think about it. I don't make any promise."
"Thank you, sir."

A week passed. On friday afternoon the following week, Mr. Johnson asked Millie to come with him to the staff room again, and she followed him there. They sat down again in the same way as before.
"So, Millie" he said. "I want to ask you: what happened at your house yesterday night?"
"Eh... what? Why would you ask that, sir?"
Mr. Johnson smiled. "I talked to your mother today, as you wanted me to. We had a long talk about child raising in general, but especially about discipline and punishments. She mentioned that you had a fight yesterday, and according to her you were very disrespectful. What was the fight about?"
"She wanted me to clean my room..."
"And you didn't want to?"
"I would, but I wanted to finish the video game, it was the last boss in..."
Mr. Johnson raised his hand to stop her. "I understand. The problem was that you disobeyed your mother by not doing as she told you. You questioned her. On top of that, she told me that during the fight you used words I don't want to say here, really bad words."
Millie looked down on the floor and looked rather ashamed.
"My question is, Millie, what do you think your mother should have done?" he asked the girl.
The eleven-year-old hesitated. After a while she said: "I... I don't know. I... I guess she should have punished me."
"That's what I told her she should have, but she didn't. After our conversation, she said, though, that she would punish you tonight instead. Which is not the best, since punishment should be given as soon as possible after the crime, but it's much better than not getting punished at all."
Mr. Johnson stayed silent a little while, until Millie looked up and met his eyes.
"So here is the thing" he then said. "I talked to your mother about spankings. I told her a lot about my own kids and how I see that spankings helped them. She kind of agreed with me that her spankings are not proper enough. But she admit to me that she didn't really know if she could handle to give a harder spanking. I recommended her to try. And... that's when she came with a request. Or an idea to be more precise. She actually asked me if I could give you the punishment."
Millie looked at him with surprise in her face. "W...what?" she said.
"I said that punishments is something that primarly should be kept within family. But... and I know this must sound very strange to you... I agreed to help her by giving you the choice to try a real spanking as a punishment. The alternative will be one of your mother's spankings when you come home followed by a weeks grounding."
Millie looked as if she couldn't belive her ears.
"Your mom wanted to give real spankings a chance. If she see an improvement in behaviour, she will consider starting giving you more proper spankings from now on."

No one said anything for some time.
"What are you thinking right now?" Mr. Johnson asked the girl in front of him.
"I... I don't know... I guess... I guess I kind of wanted my mother to... to give proper spankings."
"I think that's why you talked to me in the first place, wasn't it?"
Millie nodded. "I guess so."

"So, Millie, would you also be able not just to talk about it, but to try for real if a proper spanking will help you? I can almost guarantee it will, but I can't force you to accept this. I am willing to give you a spanking, a real spanking, like the ones I give to my kids. But it's up to you if you want to do this change in your life or if you want to stick to how it's been so far."

Millie looked out through the window and none of them said anything for another while.
"Would... would it be hard?" Millie asked after some time.
"We have talked about this" Mr. Johnson said. "You know it has to be."
"Would it be... would you..." the girl stopped.
"Would I...?"
"Pull the pants down" Millie said and blushed.
Mr. Johnson nodded. "I would give you a proper spanking. And as I told you, a proper spanking, like the ones I give to my kids, are not given on a cloth-protected bottom. They simply don't sting enough if they are given on top of clothes. So, yes, you would have to pull pants and panties down and lay over my knee."
Millie blushed even more.
"Don't worry, I'm the father of two girls. I've seen little girl's bottoms more times than you can tell."
The girl's face were red as an tomato.
"Would it be with... with a implement?" she asked with weak voice.
"No, not this first time of yours."
Millie looked out through the window again.
"You know, I will give you ten minutes to make a decision. When I come back I want a yes or no."
And he left the girl, who looked both ashamed, embarrassed and confused.

When Mr. Johnson entered the staff room again he found Millie sitting in exactly the same position as he had left her. But she met his gaze as he sat down opposite her again.
"So, Millie, did you make up your mind?" he asked.
"Yes, sir" the girl said.
"So...?"
"I... I would like to... to try if spankings can make me a better person. Proper spankings."
"So you say yes to your mom's and my... I don't want to call it 'offer', but I can't find a better word. Do you say yes to trying it, to accepting a real spanking?"
Millie swallowed. But then she said: "Yes" with low but clear voice.
Mr. Johnson nodded. "Very well. Then let this get over with."
"N...now?" Millie said.
"Yes."
"What... what if someone comes here?"
"I just checked the school – we are the only ones left. It's friday afternoon, no one would stay longer that necessary."
"O...okay..." Millie said and swallowed.
"Stand up and get over here" Mr. Johnson said with stern, but not angry, voice. The change in his tone must have been very definitive, though, because Millie stood up at once and, slowly though, came over to his side.
"Millie, you will get a spanking for disobedient and rude behaviour to your mom as well as for using very bad language. Pull your pants and panties down to your knees, please."
"D... do I have to?" Millie whispered.
"We talked about this already. Pull them down."
The girl hesitated. Her face was red from embarrassment.
"I don't want to do it for you, so please lower your pants" Mr. Johnson said.
With trembling hands, Millie unbuttoned her jeans, and slowly pulled them down.
"And the panties too" Mr. Johnson said.
The girl didn't move.
"Very well" he said, and put his hands in the waistpand of the light green panties, pulling them down to her knees. The girl quickly covered her front with her hands.
"Over you go" Mr. Johnson said and guided the eleven-year-old down, putting her face-down over his lap.
The girl was a little bit shorter than average for her age, and her feet barely touched the ground as he placed her in proper position. Her bottom was pale and white, still with a young girl's shape. Mr. Johnson rested his hand on her buttocks for a few seconds. Then he raised his hand. Thus, Millie's first proper spanking begun.

The eleven-year-old reacted as one could expect. At first she just said "auch" at each smack, but after just a couple of smacks she started whining. Mr. Johnson was satisfied to hear sobs after just over a dozen spanks. The kicking started after around twenty, and not long after the real crying started. He made sure to spread the spanks all over the buttocks, turning the whole bottom pink.
Mr. Johnson ended the spanking after some fifty-five spanks. He let the girl calm down for a few seconds before standing her up.
"You may pull your panties and pants back up" he told her, and she quickly did so.
"Why did you get spanked, Millie?" he asked her.
The girl swallowed, it seemed like she tried to stop sobbing. "For... for disobediance to mom... and bad language."
"And will you try to improve your behaviour?"
The child nodded.
"Good. If you were my daughter I would give you a hug, and then everything would be forgiven. Do you want a hug?"
Millie nodded.
Mr. Johnson embraced the child. She let him hug her tight. "There, there" he said, rubbing her back.
As he let go, the girl asked: "Will... will mom punish as well?"
"No, of course not" he replied. "You got a proper punishment now."
"Okay..."
Mr. Johnson smiled at her. "Now, let's go and have some weekend. I'll follow you out."
None of them said anything more, but as they said goodbye Millie actually gave him a little smile. She wasn't angry at him, the spanking hadn't gone wrong. It had worked as a spanking should work.