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JP_1814 wrote: Cheerleader Punishment by JP_1814

It was almost the most important game of the year for Jamie Smith, a senior on the Harding Area High School cheerleading team. Harding Area was going to play their major rivals, Coolidge County High School, in the Homecoming football game. Jamie was clearly not listening to the teacher’s lecture on the French Revolution.

Suddenly a voice came over the loudspeaker “Jamie Smith, please report to the main office.” Jamie looked up at the teacher who waved her out, before continuing with his lecture.

Smith happily walked down the halls, glad to be out of class. Her long blond hair bounced pleasantly like the skirt of her cheerleading uniform or her breasts.

When she finally reached the main office the secretary directed her to the Principal’s Office. The Principal Fineman was sitting at his desk. The cheerleading coach, Coach Beth Blackwell, was standing next to him arms crossed.

“Jamie do you know why we called you in?” the Principal asked.

“Because you lied to me about your grades!” Coach Blackwell shouted.

“What? I did not!” Jamie retorted.

“Ladies,” Principal Fineman said in his usual calm tone. “Jamie, we have indisputable evidence that you lied about your grades to Coach Blackwell. Harding Area High School requires that students must maintain a 2.0 to participate in extracurricular activities. Since you failed history and math last year you should not have been allowed to participate in cheerleading your senior year. But on the yearly application form for extracurricular activities you gave to Coach Blackwell you reported that you got a C in history and a C- in math.”

“I must have made a mistake,” Jamie tried to say.

“When you turned in that form you certified that the grades were accurate. You agreed that if they aren’t accurate you will be punished,” Coach Blackwell said angrily.

“That is why Jamie, effective immediately, we are kicking you off the team. You will not cheer in tonight's game against Coolidge County, or for that matter the rest of your time here at Harding Area.” the Principal explained. “Now I must ask you to turn in your uniform.”

Jamie’s face went red “Why now?”

“First, you are no longer a member of the team so are no longer entitled to wear the uniform. Second, we risk you damaging the uniform before you return it to the school,” the Principal explained. “The longer you wait the harder it will be.”

Jamie realized that her best option was compliance, perhaps they would give her something else to wear for the rest of the day. Slowly she grabbed her top and pulled it over her head, revealing her two, creamy white size D breasts. She should have listened to her teammates when they told her to tan topless to prevent lines. She should never have listened to them when they told her cheerleaders traditionally go without bras on homecoming. Jamie then pulled down her skirt and panties in one push, showing the Coach and the Principal her bald pussy.

“Cheering without a bra, that is an infraction honey,” Coach Blackwell said. “We will need to increase your punishment for that.”

“Jamie, you shall receive 10 strokes of the patel for lying and 3 for not wearing a bra with your cheer uniform,” Principal Firemen told her. “Now bend over my desk with your bottom facing out towards me.”

Jamie did as she was told.

“You will count each stroke after I do it, if you lose track I will restart the process. Start counting with the one for lying.” Fineman told her as he lined up the patel.

Thwack! “One.” Thwack! “Two.” Thwack! “Three.” Thwack! “Four.”

Tears started to form in Jamie’s eyes.

Thwack! “Five.” Thwack! Six.” Thwack! “Seven.” Thwack! “Eight.” Thwack! “Nine.” Thwack! “Ten.”

Jamie let out a sigh of relief as the Principal took a break.

“Don’t get comfortable honey, you still have three more,” Coach Blackwell proclaimed.

Principal Fineman passed the patel over to the Coach. Team discipline is dealt with by the team’s coach, not by the school Principal.

“I want you to keep your mouth shut. If you say anything I will restart. Do you understand me?” Blackwell asked. Jamie shook her head yes.

Thwack! Thwack! “Ow!” Jamie shreaked.

“Looks like we’re starting again.”

Thwack! Thwack! “Uh!” Jamie moaned.

“That is enough of a noise for me. Perhaps you will keep quiet this time.”

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Jamie did not make a peep.

“I am sorry we had to go through this Jamie, perhaps you learned a lesson from all of this,” Principal Fineman said in a soothing voice. “Get back to class, I will call your mother and explain to her what happened today.”

“But Principal… My… My uniform are the only clothes I had.”

“I am sorry to hear that. We have no extra clothes and you must get back to class.”

“Yes Principal.”

The bell for the next period rang as Jamie was walking down the hall. The whole school got a great view of Jamie’s red behind. Anyone who missed the first showing will certainly see a later one, after all there is 4 more period until school is over.

Janie wrote: Nice new story by Janie

Sometimes I wonder how they ran schools in the old days. So many things had changed before I started high school, which was not that long ago. Fortunately, not all though, I suppose. Some states still allow spanking on the bottom, a couple even allow swatting on the skin..... More countries overseas allow it than you can count. I suppose some things will never change.

Janie