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What body hair he had was so sparse and fine as to be invisible. Spread your legs." The older man smacked the inside of Renton's left thigh.
He finished disrobing and stood in front of his teacher, hands cupped over his genitals self-consciously. "Wider." Renton blushed even darker now, his backside and genitals now on display to the seventeen other students in his class. I want all of your classmates to get a good look at your plump little ass..." the teacher punctuated this with a sharp smack to that portion of Renton's anatomy - "your tight hairless asshole, your soft, round balls..." they were roughly groped - "your nice, thick cock. If only you were better behaved." Renton still couldn't fathom what he'd done to deserve this.
"Renton Elliott Abernathy, come to the front of the classroom, please." Renton stood and did as his teacher asked, his eyebrows raised in curiosity.
"Such a shame, isn't it, that the most talented young mage in his class is also an arrogant, disobedient little brat?
The blows continued for several minutes, and soon hot tears were streaming across Renton's face and dripping onto the floor.
The most private part of his body was on fire, the skin bright red and irritated, throbbing under the relentless assault of the brush.
His teacher rubbed his backside with a large, callused hand, squeezing each cheek in turn before starting to spank him hard.
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Perhaps a severe punishment will help you realize the error of your ways." Renton looked even more curious now, wracking his mind to remember what he'd done.
He tried to ask, but his mouth wouldn't form the words. "Take off your clothes, please." "All of them, sir? And fold them neatly, if you please." Renton gulped and started to remove his clothes, his cheeks burning in embarrassment.
"Now it's time to give your cute little asshole some attention.
I'm going to paddle you until it's bright red and swollen and you're a sobbing little mess." He wiped Renton's already stinging entrance with a handkerchief to absorb the oil from the plug, then picked up the hairbrush from the desk.
He'd barely started to do so when the teacher grabbed his wrist, pinning it to the small of his back and delivering a vicious smack to Renton's bottom. Come over here." He led the sobbing boy over to a punishment horse. He couldn't remember ever seeing such a thing in the classroom before. "P-please sir, no more, I'll be good..." the older man reached out and slapped the boy's face, not very hard, but enough to startle him. Now." With a whimper of dismay Renton eased his body onto the contraption.