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My Wife - Oldest Person Paddled In Texas School!
By: scooter875
Written on February 23, 2013
Texas is one of the few remaining states that allows paddling in school from K-12. A number of years ago, my wife became the oldest person ever paddled by a school principal. She wasn't a high school student, but a grad school student caught up in a spectacular case of mistaken identity. We were boyfriend/girlfriend at the time, both in school together.
My wife attended college and graduate school at the University of Michigan. During grad school, she spent a semester working a state agency in Texas. She worked closely with about five Texas high schools in the Lubbock area. Her thesis project dealt with some health related aspects of secondary education. One of the projects she ran involved giving out condoms after school - off campus. They were not allowed to distribute anything on school grounds.
After one such project she got a call from one of the students telling her that they group has been called to the office and was in trouble for violating a County rule regarding the distribution of condoms. The student informed her that they were given the choice of a suspension or paddling. All 4 girls in my wife's group chose the paddle, but they were desperately hoping my wife could get them off the hook.
My wife drove back to the school to meet with the girls. They all retold the story regarding the condoms. There was of course more to the story. The girls got caught with alcohol in their car in addition to giving out condoms on school grounds. The girls were indignant and essentially said that if my wife didn't get them off the hook, they'd quit her program. That was have screwed her graduate school these. Not good. She called me.
We discussed a number of options - most were pretty good. Then, I thew out one ridiculous one. I said "why don't you go to the office with the girls and offer to take the paddling in their place?" We both laughed it off at first, then realized it might be ingenious. They girls would think she was willing to go to bat for them in a big way and it wasn't even thinkable that she's actually get paddled. The girls would probably still get a paddling, but at least my wife would be giving it her best shot. Crazy at it seemed, it was a hail mary to avoid redoing a thesis.
Unfortunately, my wife took a couple of problematic steps. First when she explained it to the girls, she learned they were to be paddled after lunch. That was in about 15 minutes. School policy was that the girls would change into the school PE uniform. So, all five girls - my wife included - changed. My wife borrowed a high school PE uniform!
This high school has over 5000 students - typical Texas. So, she and the others made their way to the vice principal's office and waited. My wife worked in a different building, one day a week. No one in this office had ever met her. When one of the administrator's came out to meet them, my wife made a second fatal error. In the confusion of the moment, she simply said "this was my fault, I'm responsible and I should be the one paddled, not the girls." That was not really the message she intended. She failed to say SHE WORKED FOR THE STATE! She was dressed as a high school student, and in one fell swoop took the blame for the alcohol and the condoms. The office thought they were talking to a student. My wife was 22!
The administrator went back into the office then emerged a moment later, to tell all five girls that the first four would only receive a single swat, but my wife would take 5!! The others were thrilled. One swat is nothing. Five is the state maximum!
My wife was flabbergast, but was too baffled to say anything. The first girl went in the office. There was total silence and then a loud pop. The girl reemerged a moment later, with a smirk on her face and giggled with the other girls. Girl two, three and four all went in one by one and took their single swat. One or two of the girls came out of the office with a grimace, but no major damage.
Finally, my wife was signaled into the office. There were three administrators in the room. Why she didn't tell them who she was and put a stop to it is a mystery. She claims to this day that she just became lost in the moment, and frankly was afraid she'd already taken it too far. And...she had no idea how bad the next few minutes would be!
The vice principal said something like "so, you're the instigator in all this?" He instructed her to bend over the desk. One of the administrators picked up a large "frat like paddle" off a chair and stood behind my her. The administrator said nothing, he just swung the paddle back and gave my wife a hard swat. She said she lost her breath, but did not cry out. After a few seconds, the second swat landed. My wife says her eyes filled with tears, and she struggled to breathe. The third swat lifted her onto her toes. She lost her composure. She let out a muffled scream. She said there was a short pause, then a hard fourth blow. She tried to regain herself, but it was a lost cause. She was crying and unable to stop. The fifth and final blow came almost immediately after the fourth. It was over, but the damage was done. She sniffed, wiped away tears, and pushed herself back to her feet. The vice principal told her to clean herself up and get to class. That was it, she was shown out the door - still crying from the paddling.
Once in the office she noted that all four other girls had gone. No one waited for her. She had no idea how to get back to the locker room. She left the office and turned right, left, right...no idea where she was going. She finally realized the only way she knew to get back to the locker room was through the cafeteria. It was freshman lunchtime, and about 1200 fourteen year olds were eating lunch as she entered the facility. She says many of them, particularly the horny young boys, watched her quickly move through the room. It was obvious she'd been crying, and she was in a PE uniform coming from the office. My wife says it was the most humiliating walk of her life...way worse than the college walk of shame. She was a 22 year old women with puffy red eyes looking disheveled, and even though they couldn't see it, she has a bright red rear end to match her face. It was actually worse than red. I observed the aftermath myself a week later. She still had two large white circles on each cheek, with a yellow and black/blue perimeter. In all, it was one heck of a paddling!
In the end, she got her master's and later a medical degree at Michigan. Still not a big fan of Lubbock Texas! The four girls finished out the year and managed to stay out of additional trouble. Ironically, the paddling made my wife a bit of a rockstar among the "bad kids" that made up the heath group. To this day, the vice principal doesn't know he paddled a graduate assistant.
http://www.experienceproject.com/stories/Think-Spanking-Is-Good-For-Women/2980334?e=2980334&n=&aok=Confirm
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Thank you so much for posting the story of your story of your wife being mistaken for a student and being paddled in school.
It seems to me like the "moment of truth" for your wife was when she decided to change into her school uniform with the other girls. Was the uniform change her idea, or did the other students suggest it? As a 25 year old graduate student, I imagine she must have been dressed very different from the students; did she realize how much changing into a uniform would make her look like one of the other girls? Did she look at herself in the mirror, and if so, what did she think of her appearance?
You had said that she was flabbergasted in the Principal's office, but I'm betting that at some pointer earlier she must have felt (even slightly) like she was now "one of the girls?" Did any of the girls remark how much she looked like a student after she changed? Did it occur to her as she was walking to the Principal's office, as other students or teachers looked at her, or by the tone in which the administrator addressed her when they first spoke?
I'm curious about the psychology of the situation. You said your wife was "flabbergasted", "baffled" and "lost in the moment." Stripped of her normal clothes and dressed as a schoolgirl, it's easy to see how she could become submerged in her role. Did being dressed that way, and being talked to that way, and being paddled, make her feel like a schoolgirl?
Thanks again for posting your wife's story, and I'll be eagerly awaiting your answers!
My Wife - Oldest Person Paddled In Texas School!
By: scooter875
Written on February 23, 2013
Texas is one of the few remaining states that allows paddling in school from K-12. A number of years ago, my wife became the oldest person ever paddled by a school principal. She wasn't a high school student, but a grad school student caught up in a spectacular case of mistaken identity. We were boyfriend/girlfriend at the time, both in school together.
My wife attended college and graduate school at the University of Michigan. During grad school, she spent a semester working a state agency in Texas. She worked closely with about five Texas high schools in the Lubbock area. Her thesis project dealt with some health related aspects of secondary education. One of the projects she ran involved giving out condoms after school - off campus. They were not allowed to distribute anything on school grounds.
After one such project she got a call from one of the students telling her that they group has been called to the office and was in trouble for violating a County rule regarding the distribution of condoms. The student informed her that they were given the choice of a suspension or paddling. All 4 girls in my wife's group chose the paddle, but they were desperately hoping my wife could get them off the hook.
My wife drove back to the school to meet with the girls. They all retold the story regarding the condoms. There was of course more to the story. The girls got caught with alcohol in their car in addition to giving out condoms on school grounds. The girls were indignant and essentially said that if my wife didn't get them off the hook, they'd quit her program. That was have screwed her graduate school these. Not good. She called me.
We discussed a number of options - most were pretty good. Then, I thew out one ridiculous one. I said "why don't you go to the office with the girls and offer to take the paddling in their place?" We both laughed it off at first, then realized it might be ingenious. They girls would think she was willing to go to bat for them in a big way and it wasn't even thinkable that she's actually get paddled. The girls would probably still get a paddling, but at least my wife would be giving it her best shot. Crazy at it seemed, it was a hail mary to avoid redoing a thesis.
Unfortunately, my wife took a couple of problematic steps. First when she explained it to the girls, she learned they were to be paddled after lunch. That was in about 15 minutes. School policy was that the girls would change into the school PE uniform. So, all five girls - my wife included - changed. My wife borrowed a high school PE uniform!
This high school has over 5000 students - typical Texas. So, she and the others made their way to the vice principal's office and waited. My wife worked in a different building, one day a week. No one in this office had ever met her. When one of the administrator's came out to meet them, my wife made a second fatal error. In the confusion of the moment, she simply said "this was my fault, I'm responsible and I should be the one paddled, not the girls." That was not really the message she intended. She failed to say SHE WORKED FOR THE STATE! She was dressed as a high school student, and in one fell swoop took the blame for the alcohol and the condoms. The office thought they were talking to a student. My wife was 22!
The administrator went back into the office then emerged a moment later, to tell all five girls that the first four would only receive a single swat, but my wife would take 5!! The others were thrilled. One swat is nothing. Five is the state maximum!
My wife was flabbergast, but was too baffled to say anything. The first girl went in the office. There was total silence and then a loud pop. The girl reemerged a moment later, with a smirk on her face and giggled with the other girls. Girl two, three and four all went in one by one and took their single swat. One or two of the girls came out of the office with a grimace, but no major damage.
Finally, my wife was signaled into the office. There were three administrators in the room. Why she didn't tell them who she was and put a stop to it is a mystery. She claims to this day that she just became lost in the moment, and frankly was afraid she'd already taken it too far. And...she had no idea how bad the next few minutes would be!
The vice principal said something like "so, you're the instigator in all this?" He instructed her to bend over the desk. One of the administrators picked up a large "frat like paddle" off a chair and stood behind my her. The administrator said nothing, he just swung the paddle back and gave my wife a hard swat. She said she lost her breath, but did not cry out. After a few seconds, the second swat landed. My wife says her eyes filled with tears, and she struggled to breathe. The third swat lifted her onto her toes. She lost her composure. She let out a muffled scream. She said there was a short pause, then a hard fourth blow. She tried to regain herself, but it was a lost cause. She was crying and unable to stop. The fifth and final blow came almost immediately after the fourth. It was over, but the damage was done. She sniffed, wiped away tears, and pushed herself back to her feet. The vice principal told her to clean herself up and get to class. That was it, she was shown out the door - still crying from the paddling.
Once in the office she noted that all four other girls had gone. No one waited for her. She had no idea how to get back to the locker room. She left the office and turned right, left, right...no idea where she was going. She finally realized the only way she knew to get back to the locker room was through the cafeteria. It was freshman lunchtime, and about 1200 fourteen year olds were eating lunch as she entered the facility. She says many of them, particularly the horny young boys, watched her quickly move through the room. It was obvious she'd been crying, and she was in a PE uniform coming from the office. My wife says it was the most humiliating walk of her life...way worse than the college walk of shame. She was a 22 year old women with puffy red eyes looking disheveled, and even though they couldn't see it, she has a bright red rear end to match her face. It was actually worse than red. I observed the aftermath myself a week later. She still had two large white circles on each cheek, with a yellow and black/blue perimeter. In all, it was one heck of a paddling!
In the end, she got her master's and later a medical degree at Michigan. Still not a big fan of Lubbock Texas! The four girls finished out the year and managed to stay out of additional trouble. Ironically, the paddling made my wife a bit of a rockstar among the "bad kids" that made up the heath group. To this day, the vice principal doesn't know he paddled a graduate assistant.
http://www.experienceproject.com/stories/Think-Spanking-Is-Good-For-Women/2980334?e=2980334&n=&aok=Confirm
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Thank you so much for posting the story of your story of your wife being mistaken for a student and being paddled in school.
It seems to me like the "moment of truth" for your wife was when she decided to change into her school uniform with the other girls. Was the uniform change her idea, or did the other students suggest it? As a 25 year old graduate student, I imagine she must have been dressed very different from the students; did she realize how much changing into a uniform would make her look like one of the other girls? Did she look at herself in the mirror, and if so, what did she think of her appearance?
You had said that she was flabbergasted in the Principal's office, but I'm betting that at some pointer earlier she must have felt (even slightly) like she was now "one of the girls?" Did any of the girls remark how much she looked like a student after she changed? Did it occur to her as she was walking to the Principal's office, as other students or teachers looked at her, or by the tone in which the administrator addressed her when they first spoke?
I'm curious about the psychology of the situation. You said your wife was "flabbergasted", "baffled" and "lost in the moment." Stripped of her normal clothes and dressed as a schoolgirl, it's easy to see how she could become submerged in her role. Did being dressed that way, and being talked to that way, and being paddled, make her feel like a schoolgirl?
Thanks again for posting your wife's story, and I'll be eagerly awaiting your answers!
Gee, is your wife a blonde?
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