Crazy Teachers

There were a lot of crazy fucking teachers when I was at school, I didn't fully realise how crazy until years later, by which time we had all been shaped!

Most of the teachers would throw chalk at you, if you weren't paying attention, some would even use a board rubber, which was actually a block of wood! Yes it hurt if you were hit with it! One physics teacher like to use a metre rule to whack kids out of his reach, the other one would grab boys by the ear. The boys always got it worse than the girls, the girls were called by their first names back then, the boys by their surname. We had mass punishment, one person doesn't comply, you all get extra lines/home work, detention etc

The teachers definitely enjoyed their moments of power, one particular female teacher, Miss Smith was quite attractive, slim and always dressed smart, she was also a bitch. If she caught the girls chewing gum she made them stick it in their hair! Yes for real. However she was much more hands on with the boys, normally the smaller ones who were easier for her to handle.

I remember her telling Johnny Brown to do up his top button and to straighten his tie. Other boys in the class were dressed to the same standard he was, yet she went over to him, told him to stand up and then started pulling his tie tight round his neck.

She did do this to other boys but Johnny always got it worse than the others, he was always the test pilot so to speak and once she realised she could get away with it, she moved to the next level/game.

A slap on the back of the head as she walked past, dropping his book on the floor so he had to pick it up, asking him to stand and tell the class what she had just said, then asking him to stand on his chair and tell the class what she had just said. Making the boys hold their hands out so she could hit them with a ruler. It was always Johnny first and then some of the other smaller boys for variation but never the biggest ones. The girls also got the hand smack and chair stand. Although Johnny wasn't totally blameless, he was cheeky at times and would often smirk about it afterwards. But it was clear, a lot of the time she was deriving pleasure from the interactions. Johnny was cute!

However one day she caught Johnny passing notes and with her normal stern but slightly squeaky she voice said.

"BROWN, what do you think you are doing boy?"

"Nothing Miss."

"I saw you." There was a long silence and then she added. "Come up to the front of the class."

She had a glint in her eye and this was something new; Johnny gingerly made his way to the front.

"Now are you going to tell me who you passed that note to."

Then as now, kids didn't give their friends up easily.

"I wasn't passing a note Miss."

"Liar liar pants on fire."

She beamed! Yes she definitely could be childish!

"Well you either give me their name or I'm going to spank your pants in front of the entire class."

The classroom went silent. She pushed his shoulders so he was now facing away from us and told him to bend over. He didn't.

"If you don't bend over Johnny Brown the whole class will get detention."

This now divided the group. Some would be happy to do detention rather than a pupil give into a teacher, others knew we couldn't really win. Johnny knew he couldn't win and he bent forward offering his rear. All eyes were now on the tight material covering his butt.

"That is a good boy." She giggled, before picking up a ruler. She only gave him three very light smacks. It clearly didn't hurt him at all but what it did do, was embolden her. Johnny was left alone for a week or two as other boys got their hands smacked and girls got told to put gum in their hair. Remember at this time you could still get sent to the headmasters office for a proper caning. Another thing I noticed about this younger teacher, was her clothing had gotten a little more provocative, an extra button on her blouse was undone, she always wore perfume and makeup. Us girls weren't allowed makeup or to shorten our skirts. Her skirts hugged her butt. Looking back it was more power play and I'm sure some of the boys lusted after her.

Eventually amongst the other punishments she called another lad to the front of class and gave him six soft smacks, saying.

"You boys will learn to behave."

The next lesson with Miss Smith, two days later and she was calling Johnny to the front of the class for the crime of grinning at her! But like I said, Johnny was cheeky and he virtually swaggered to the front of the class.

"Oh we think we are clever do we young man."

She was staring right at him, it wasn't a question.

"We will see if you are feeling so clever in a minute."

Johnny was already turning around, smiling at the class, thinking it was all a big joke. Until she reached round him and started to undo his trousers, that was the first time Johnny actually made a fuss.

"What the fuck Miss."

Shoot from his mouth. The class made a collective gasp. Swearing at a teacher was quite the crime back then. We couldn't walk on the grass and teachers would tell us to take our hands out of our pockets; swearing was virtually a capital punishment crime.

"I beg your pardon young man, do you want to be sent for a caning? do you? do you? now turn round and lower your trousers, perhaps that will teach you not to swear."

There was a long silence and nothing happened.

"It is me or the head."

One of the lads called out. "get it over with Johnny." A few nervous giggles erupted which Miss Smith ignored and then Johnny lowered his trousers knowing he didn't want to be caned. All eyes were now on his taught young butt.

Miss Smith said.

"That's better."

Before striking his arse with her bare hand, after two strikes and no complaints from Johnny, she pulled his underwear up his butt crack, giving him a wedges and showing more firm flesh.

"There, some skin to aim at."

It was clear to us girls that Johnny had a nice arse and from the hush over the class, I was starting to think even the guys were enjoying the show. Whack whack whack. The sound reverberated round the room. A couple more strikes on flesh and the now flushed Miss Smith actually pulled his knickers down off his butt. Fucking hell this was a first! Johnny complained.

"MISS."

He went to stand but she put her hand on his back and with his underwear down I think he was now worried about showing all his bits. You could almost see his bum hole and just a hint of testicles below but perhaps that was my imagination!

"Stay where you are."

She said, before giving him at least half a dozen more spanks, slowly turning his pink arse a shade of red. Then leaving Johnny bent over with his arse on display, she turned to the class and said.

"You can all go five minutes early while this young man sorts himself out; let that be a lesson to you all!"

I wasn't sure what the lesson was? Avoid crazy fucking teachers I think. Most of the class raced out the door but I was purposely slow and turned just in time to see Johnny pulling his under garments up. He still had his back to the room but Miss Smith had moved in front of him and was definitely trying to get an eyeful without being overt.

Now don't get me wrong, us kids were horrible, we had a German teacher who we teased relentlessly with stupid-ness; can you tell us about the Luftwaffe Miss? Did you meet Hitler Miss? We would goose step into the classroom and more than once she ran out crying. For a period of time the boys would pick a male victim and they would be de-bagged. This entailed stripping a fellow pupil completely from the waist down and even the big lads were not safe. I am just trying to give some context here. Maths lessons were held in an old hut, away from the other classrooms, which meant a long walk for the teacher taking the class and that allowed the boys to target a girl, normally Caroline, and grope her relentlessly until someone spotted the teacher coming. Johnny was very much part of that group and his recent incident with Miss Brown seemed to make him more attractive to some of the older girls, as he was rarely without a girlfriend.

We also used to have to shower naked in front of physical education staff to, we would dance about under cold water while they stood watching, arms crossed calling.

"Get all of you wet, not just your feet."

Every so often a pupil would come without their sports kit and it wasn't unknown for a lad to get kicked up the arse in front of the class or have to play in their underwear for a short time at least. In those days teachers were big on punishment!

Over the following months both a girl and a boy were caned in the heads office for crimes no jury ever heard. It was rumoured that both of them left crying and none ever re-offended! Miss Smith had by now found an accomplice in the form of a new student teacher, Miss Stern, who looked like she was seriously fit. Now both of them made girls put gum in their hair, both made you hold your hand out for a whack and both had made boys stand on a chair in class and lower their trousers.

"If you can't come dressed properly boy and do up your shirt and tie, you might as well not be dressed at all."

At which point they had to stand on a chair and lower their trousers while saying.

"I will come to school dressed correctly Miss Stern/Smith, and show some pride in my school uniform."

Now Miss Smith had left Johnny alone for quite sometime, perhaps because she had more boys to punish! But sure enough, Johnny found himself being told to get on the chair. However when he lowered his trousers he was wearing Daffy Duck underpants. Miss Smith didn't appreciate the slogan, you're despicable or the fact that now the whole class was laughing at his antics. Yet again he had turned the tables on her and in an attempt to regain control she screamed.

"BROWN."

She then stormed down the centre of the class. The class however found her fury funny and started saying in their Daffy Duck voices.

"You tell him Miss; It's despicable I tell you, despicable I say."

However when she grabbed Johnny's underwear and tugged it straight down to his ankles and his arse and cock came into view the whole class shut up; for about ten very long seconds Johnny was on full display as we all gawped at the turn of events. I think she might have just done it on impulse!

However, determined not to back down now, Miss Brown told Johnny to take his ridiculous knickers off, which he did! By simply stepping out of them. I think it was at this point that Miss Brown realised little Johnny wasn't so little in the trouser department, she was facing a big man sized cock and it was right in front of her mouth! Not that I knew much about cocks but she couldn't take her eyes off of it, she actually licked her lips and yet again Johnny was winning the battle of game play. He was enjoying flashing his big dick.

Various people started saying, bloody hell and are you joking me, I wasn't sure if they were talking about the situation or Johnny's dick. Miss Brown confused about what to do next, continued to stare at Johnny's dick and it seemed to be getting bigger and more erect! I thought she isn't going to? Is she? Is she going to touch it or suck it? Then she quickly turned and red faced left the class with Johnny's underwear in her hand! The classroom erupted.

It must have been at least five minutes before she returned looking some what sheepish. She said she regretted things had got a little out of hand but that is why we needed discipline in the world and if we could all turn to page eighty six, we would resume the lesson. As I turned to page eight six, I was thinking and I'm sure others did to, that it was her who needed discipline!

Of course word soon spread but not about Miss Smith being crazy; everyone was more interested in Johnny's cock. His standing in the school certainly rose.

It was about a week later that the boys reported that Miss Smith and Miss Stern were chatting to the PEIs in their office, when they came in off the sports field. Now the glass office had a direct view of the locker room and showers and both women were sat on Mr Broad-Shoulders desk, legs crossed looking straight at them. The male teachers didn't change the routine.

"Get stripped off and in the showers guys."

I was told that most tried to stay at the back but the two women were making it pretty clear that the guys couldn't really hide. With the male teacher saying.

"You guys ain't got nothing special going on, stop hiding like a bunch of sissies, be proud of what God gave you."

While the women said.

"I've never seen so many shapes and sizes in one place Mr Broad-Shoulders."

Followed by giggling.

Now some of the boys seemed happy to flash their packages to two young teachers, others with little shrivelled dicks hid away. That afternoon when Miss Stern called Hubert to the front of the class, the lads realised what they had been up to. Everyone said it happened like this.

"Hubert, come to the front of the class please."

Of course Hubert, a tall gangly lad, with trepidation, followed the request.

"Now Hubert, you have the lowest scores for homework in the entire class, why is that Hubert?"

There were grins all round at this point. Hubert looked at his feet and mumbled.

"I don't know Miss."

Then Miss Stern said.

"Well I know Hubert; you are simply not trying hard enough, I need to give you some incentive. I feel I would be failing in my duties as a teacher if I didn't. Don't you agree?"

"Yes Miss."

"Good, now face away from the class and lower your bottoms, all the way to the floor like a good boy."

Hubert did as he was told. Lets face it, it was becoming common practice and he now stood with his bare legs showing.

"No Hubert, your under garments as well, all the way down."

That caused some looks around the room. Apparently poor Hubert was shaking as he grasps his garments and did as asked. However because he had to bend at the waist to push his knickers down, for a brief moment everyone saw his hole. Miss Stern then tucked his hanging shirt up out of the way, making sure his bottom was on full view.

"That's better Hubert, now we can all see what is going on; open your legs a little, I don't want you losing your balance and bend over, hands on desk."

Again he did as instructed and there were a few giggles from the girls as his testicles popped into view.

"No giggling class, this is a serious matter and I suggest you all do your homework properly in future, as no one is safe, not in my class."

She then took a wooden rule and WHACK WHACK WHACK. Six blows in total landed on his rear, his balls quivering with each strike. However his ordeal was not over.

"Stand up Hubert and face the class."

"But Miss."

Miss Stern was having none of it, she literally spun the boy round, due to his ankles being trapped in his own garments it was hard for him to out manoeuvre her and there it was, Hubert's shrivelled little bare cock for the whole class to see. He did try to cover it but Miss Stern slapped his hands away, saying.

"Don't be shy now, one shouldn't be ashamed of their body, although your penis does look on the small side." She then took the rule and put it next to his cock. "Two inches Hubert."

There was a lot of sniggering at Hubert's expense, the poor lad was a shade of crimson from embarrassment and quickly pulled his clothing back up and ran out the room.

"Don't worry, he will got over it and perhaps do his homework correctly in future."

Said Miss Stern. Hubert was known as two inch Hubert until the day he left Greystone school.