April's Punishment/Part 1
At six years old, April had just started first grade. For the most part, she loved her teacher and had begun to make friends with some of her class-mates. She was even able to read much better than most of her classmates too. There was one thing about school that she was not all that fond of however.
You see, when it came to punishments, April’s school was known for being particularly strict. While their methods may seem quite extreme for some. Many parents were eager to send their children to the school for that very reason.
While April didn’t yet understand what all that meant, she knew enough to understand that she most definitely didn’t want to get into any trouble. She was first given stern warnings by her parents and teachers that any misbehavior would not be tolerated and punishments would be extremely severe, though nobody actually told her what those punishments would entail. All April knew was that she saw a boy in her class get in trouble for talking back to the teacher and he had to stay in from recess. That didn’t seem too harsh to her, but when the rest of the class came back in, he had wet his pants and was begging the teacher to let him go home for the day so that he didn’t have to wear his soiled pants all day. She had done that once when she was little at her old pre-school, but the thought of doing it now that she was a first grader was unbearable, especially since he was only allowed to wash up in the bathroom and forced to return to class.
While April was committed to being on her bast behavior, it was only a few weeks into first grade that she would get the chance to find out exactly what being punished at her new school was all about.
The day began just like any other Wednesday. April wore one of her favorite shirts, pink with a gold star in the center and a pair of white pants. Just like always, she made sure to pay attention in class and only speak when called upon. It was at lunch time however, when things took a turn.
She had just sat down in the cafeteria. She chose to sit at the end of a table next to Tiffany, her best friend so far in school. She hadn’t yet begun to eat when a boy in her grade began wandering the lunch room with his food, looking for a place to eat. He caught April’s attention as he slowly passed where she was seated. Then suddenly, a friend called him over from a few tables away. Exited to have found his friend, he picked up the pace to join him but immediately lost his footing. He tripped over his own feet and fell head-first into the hard tile floor; losing not only his balance, but his lunch too as it flew through the air.
Most of the kid’s lunch ended up on the floor next to him, but the rest would up spilling across April’s lunch table and to her annoyance, right in the middle of her favorite shirt and white pants.
“My Shirt!” April called out angrily. Without thinking, the girl jolted out of her chair and was in front of the boy in an instant. He had just gotten to his feet, still recovering from his fall when April shoved him to the ground once again.
“I’m sorry, it was an accident,” the boy apologized. But April was too distraught to pay much attention.
“It’s going to stain, jerk face,” She called about before kicking him in the shin.
“Stop that right this instant, young lady!” April froze and looked up to see a teacher standing in front of her angrily. “You have no right to start hitting someone under any circumstances. And I do believe it was an accident that he already apologized for.” The teacher had apparently seen the entire incident.
“I’m sorry!” April cried out, nearly in tears.
“Don’t apologize to me, I’m not the one you shoved to the ground and kicked in the shin.”
April looked to the boy who was still on the ground, nursing the blow to his shin. “Sorry,” April said sheepishly. She hoped that simply apologizing might be enough, and they would let her off with just a warning. But she was doubtful.
“That’s okay,” the boy responded.
“Now,” the teacher stepped forward to help the boy to his feet. “Since you lost your lunch and she hasn’t touched hers yet,” motioning towards April. “Why don’t you go ahead and eat her’s. She obviously isn’t very hungry today.”
“But I am hungry!” April retorted, not happy with the idea of someone taking her lunch.
“Well perhaps you should have considered that before picking a fight in the cafeteria then.” With that, April stopped talking and watched as the boy took her lunch and walked to join his friend.
“Now you, young lady, may come with me.”
Her stomach sank. Other classmates had gotten in trouble before, but never for something this big. But then again even Simon, the boy who wet his pants said it wasn’t all that bad in the end. And April knew there was no chance she would actually end up wetting her pants. But all he had done that morning was interrupt the teacher a few times in the middle of a math lesson. She had actually kicked someone! Still, April reasoned, it was only her first time getting in trouble, so it couldn’t be that bad. Could it? While pondering her fate, April was marched straight to the principal’s office.
Once they arrived, April was told to wait outside briefly while the teacher went in and spoke to the principal. She couldn’t hear what they were saying, but it only served to add to the girl’s nervousness. No more than a minute later, April was being pushed towards the small office. She inched into the room, eyeing the principal sitting at his desk. With a loud thud, the door closed behind her, as if sealing her fate.
She stood there quietly in the dimly-lit room until the man spoke. “So, young lady,” he ran a hand through his gray hair. “Miss Abernathy informed me of what you did. We don’t tolerate fighting of any kind at this school. But I’m sure you already knew that didn’t you?” April nodded.
“I expect students at my school to have better respect for the rules.” April didn’t say anything, but stood there, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze. She looked down for a moment, remembering what started it all when she saw the remnants of the boy’s lunch that was still on her clothes.
“My shirt is dirty, can I go to the bathroom and clean it?” April asked sheepishly.
Much to her surprise, the principal seemed to lighten up, almost seeming happy and understating, “Well, I wouldn’t want your clothes to stain. Hopefully we can get them cleaned up for you. Go ahead and take off your shirt and pants so I can have my secretary wash them.”
“What?” she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Did he really want her to take off her clothes right in front of him? Sure, she would get baths from her parents or take off her clothes at the doctor, but the principal was a complete stranger!
“I said take off your clothes. Don’t make me tell you again.” This time, it didn’t sound like he was doing her a favor. She stepped out of her shoes and slowly, began pushing her pants off, exposing her dark blue panties. The principal watched silently as she continued, lifting up her favorite shirt over her head and placing it on the floor with her pants. She felt so exposed, standing there almost naked in front of a strange man.
He walked over, collected her clothes and walked over to the door to his office. April was afraid someone would see in when he opened it to give her clothes to his secretary, but thankfully nobody did. The principal quickly came back in and pulled up a chair, sitting right in front of where the 6 year old was standing.
“Now, what gave you the idea that it’s okay to start fights in my school?” He looked her straight in the eye.
“I didn’t mean to,” April started to whine, but he cut her off.
“Well from what I heard, that boy didn’t mean to spill food on you either, but you still decided to attack him.”
“I’m sorry,” April’s eyes started to water.
“Well, I think it’s time I’d better teach you a lesson and maybe next time you’ll think before deciding to attack your fellow students. Fighting is not tolerated whatsoever, do you understand me?”
April nodded, trying to hold back tears.
“Good girl,” the principal ran a hand through the little girl’s blonde hair. “If you promise to be good and do what I tell you, I won’t spank you. Does that sound fair?”
“Yes,” April managed to make out.
“Alright, now take off your panties.”
“No!” April was horrified. She didn’t understand why he would want her to be completely naked? He didn’t even try to argue. He simply took it upon himself to pull them down.
“You are a very beautiful girl,” he pulled her into his lap, starting to caress her naked body. The little girl was getting more and more uncomfortable as she felt the mans hands travel over her flat chest and down over her tummy. It wasn’t long before he had her hands in other places, too—Like down in between her legs with a finger toying with her pussy.
It felt really weird to April, but she was starting to think it wasn’t too terribly bad and started feeling slightly more comfortable with the ordeal. That’s when he started taking it a step further.
The principal looked uncomfortable for a moment as he fiddled with his pants and pulled them down. Soon however, April could see an unfamiliar appendage protruding from his underwear.
“Ew, is that your wiener?” April asked, trying to squirm away.
“It’s my cock, sweetheart. It’s what men use to impregnate women and it’s what I use to punish little girls who get caught fighting in my school.”
April didn’t understand, but watched as her principal rolled over his office chair and sat down in front of her.
She had no idea what was about to happen, but squealed when she felt his cock touch her leg. He took a moment to position her, making the girl straddle him and she could soon feel his cock rubbing up and down her ass. It felt wrong to her, but also kind of tickled.
“It’s not too often I get to punish someone this young like this. Usually it’s the older kids that fight and get the extreme punishments.” The principal started playing with her hair again. “I always look forward to the times I get to do this with younger girls.”
April didn’t know what he meant, but then, she felt it. His cock was forcing its way into her ass and she started crying out in pain, begging for it to stop. He didn’t stop, even as more tears started to flow. Instead, he continued with a hand on either side of her hips, forcing her body up and down on his cock. She could feel him inside her, filling her up with his adult sized cock, surely much larger than anything her 6 year old body was accustomed to. He began forcing himself in and out repeatedly, despite her protests and squirms in his arms. This went on for several minutes until his dick began to pulse and he began shooting his cum deep inside of her.
When it was over, April was tired from the ordeal. The girl all but collapsed onto the principal, breathing heavily and crying into his shirt.
“Well maybe next time you’ll have learned not to hit other students,” He began rubbing her back, trying to comfort her now that it was over. Although his cock was still up her ass as it slowly deflated. They both sat there for a moment and he enjoyed touching her naked body before he told her it was time to get up.
Unsure what to think after what had just happened, April stood there in front of him, hoping it was all over.
“Go ahead and put your panties back on then you can head back to class.”
April looked down and saw her blue panties discarded on the floor. She quickly put them on, eager to have at least something to wear.
“What about my clothes?” She asked.
“Well, they’re still being cleaned. You can head back to class for now and pick them up at the end of the day.”
April was horrified, “But I can’t go back to class like this!” The girl wined defiantly.
“You can and you will, young lady,” the principal responded sternly, placing a hand on her shoulder to usher her out the door. “I’m not going to allow you to miss class just because your clothes are being cleaned. You may pick them up in the office once the school day is over. They should be dry by then.”
“But I don’t want the class to see me!” the girl complained.
“You will go back to class right this instant or you will only be allowed to wear panties to class for the rest of the week. It’s up do you.”
April began to cry again, seeing that she had no choice in the matter. She crossed her arms, determined to cover herself as best as she could as she began her long walk back to her first grade class. As she walked, she was disgusted to realize she could feel the principal’s cum dripping out of her ass. Predictably, her classmates all laughed at her when she came in dressed in nothing but her panties. April had never been so embarrassed in her entire life. She hadn’t yet realized that the principals cum had created visible wet spots in the cotton fabric; but when she sat down, she could feel the cum seeping through onto her chair.
The teacher got the class to settle down again, telling the class that’s what happened when they decided to pick fights with other students. But that didn’t stop several boys from leering at her and making fun of her for not wearing any clothes.
Being in class wasn’t so bad since other students couldn’t really bother her while she sat at her desk. But April’s teacher seemed determined to make her ordeal as humiliating as possible. It just so happened that April was quite a good reader for her young age. Naturally, the teacher chose this particular day would be a great time for her to demonstrate her skills for the rest of the class. Dejected, April walked up to the front of the class, trying her best to ignore the jeers from the rest of the class, especially from the boys who were being rather vocal.
She was forced to read several paragraphs from a chapter book that their teacher had been reading to the class. When she was finished, the teacher instructed the class to clap for April as she once again took her seat. I dare say the class was much more interested in April’s humiliation than in her reading skills.
When school was over, April walked back to the office with her panties, caked with dry cum. She tried to ignore the laughing and taunts from other students as best as she could. At the office, she found her clothes has been cleaned and neatly folded on the secretary's desk. The little girl was all too eager to get them back on and was pleased to see they didn’t stain either.
From that day on, she promised herself she would never get in trouble again at this school. If only she had been able to keep that promise...