I walked into the house and immediately took him the report. I went to my room while he looked at it and put my backpack away. I then stripped out of my jeans and panties, knowing I wouldn't be needing them. I walked into the living room and put myself into the corner like I use to have to do when I was little and about to get spanked. My dad let me stand there for quite awhile before telling me to turn around and walk over to him.
"Well, young lady, this is far from what you told me you'd get. You're grounded until at least Christmas, maybe longer. For the Ds, you will get the belt tonight, tomorrow and Saturday, all before bed. For the Fs, after your first belt whipping tonight, you will go and cut a switch from the back yard. I will spank you with that tonight. Tomorrow morning you will cut another one and that will be your morning spanking. Same with Sunday morning. So switching in the mornings, the belt at night. You will still be getting weekly belt whippings until the next report card. Those will be every Monday morning before school. But I've also decided that you will get the hairbrush every night before bed on school nights. That will also last until the next report card." He took his belt off and motioned for me to bend over the couch arm. For the next few minutes, he tore my ass up with the belt. I then went out back and cut a switch, which he gave me 13 licks with. I was then made to sit on a stool at the breakfast bar to do homework. My bottom still bare and throbbing.
Oh and I was not able to sit comfortably the rest of the semester. I also was grounded to an extreme degree. I went to school and I came home, did my homework at the table, did extra chores and went to bed. On the weekends, I did chores, extra homework and I wrote lines. No tv, no friends, nothing. If I complained that I was bored, I either got to stand in the corner to see what real boredom was or I had to scrub the kitchen floor with a toothbrush to keep me from getting to bored.
When the next report card came out, I still had an A in gym. My 3 Ds had been brought up to Bs, two of the Fs were Cs but unfortunately one F had remained. Since that report card came out just before winter break, my dad gave me one hand spanking a day for the first 3 days of break. Days four and five of break, my ass got bruised by the paddle. For the F though....my dad waited until Christmas to let me know my punishment since obviously I was still grounded and would be for awhile. He let me open all my gifts and then made me put them all in a big box to be stored in his closet. He handed me one last gift and when I opened it, I almost started to cry right there. It was a new, thick strap. He said that was the only gift I'd be enjoying for awhile. It would hang outside my bedroom door and that every morning for the rest of break I would be feeling it. He also said that he had emailed all my teachers and they would be sending him weekly progress reports. Any missing assignments would result in me being strapped. Oh and I was going to remain grounded until the school year ended.
It was a long, painful rest of the school year.
