The spring semester was drawing to a close. The university was alive with the promise of summer freedom and heavy with the weight of coming exams. I had called Teddy to task several times that year, whenever he mouthed off or otherwise derailed my lessons. To be honest, he had been a thorn in my side all year, and that morning, enough was enough. I had Teddy removed from the lecture hall with express instructions to return that evening to discuss his behavior. In typical Teddy fashion, he arrived for his "detention" just in time to disrupt the end of my last class. I had to teach him a lesson.
"What do you want me to do now, Ma'am? Clap erasers or something?" Teddy was a wiseass most of the time. He said everything with a good humored smirk that, unfortunately, I found endearing.
I waited until the door swung shut behind my last straggling student to answer him. "No. Nothing like that," I responded with a smirk of my own. "You were very naughty today. Admit that first. Then, we'll talk consequences."
Teddy shifted his weight onto his other foot and shrugged. "Okay, I guess... I was bad today."
"Say it again like you mean it." I crossed my arms over my ample chest and stared him down, no easy feat since this young man towered over my 5'2" frame. Still, he could tell I meant business.
Teddy hung his head sheepishly and responded, "I've been very bad. Please forgive me." While his words sounded sincere enough, there was a mischievous glint in his dark puppy dog eyes. He was trouble.
"There, now, was that so hard?" I looked him squarely in the eyes and kept my voice gentle but firm. "I think your behavior requires more punishment than an apology, don't you? Drop your pants and bend over my desk. Bad boys deserve a good spanking."
Teddy's eyes widened in shock at my command. I deeply enjoyed catching him off-guard like this. My pleasure must have shown on my face, because his shock was quickly replaced by bold curiosity. Teddy eyed me up and down before walking over to my desk and slowly unzipping his jeans. He made a point of holding my gaze while his pants dropped to his ankles, his arousal growing beneath blue boxer shorts. It took a great deal of effort for me to look away.
"Those, too," I said calmly, "And place your hands on my desk."
"Yes, ma'am." Teddy flushed as he removed his shorts. His erection stood tall and thick against his golden thighs. He turned around and leaned over the desk, planting his hands on either side of the textbooks I had left there. I retrieved a yardstick from beside the chalkboard and walked over to my desk. Teddy's firm muscular ass was mesmerizing. I couldn't help but rake my nails across it before delivering the first blow.