PART - 1 When I was taken to the reform school, I was resentful and angry. I only agreed to go there instead of paying a large fine for the trouble I got into. It was an unusual reform school - it was a school for males, but was run entirely by females. We were sitting in Miss Karen's office while she explained some of the details - the structured environment, the expectation for obedience, and a reference to "little spankings now and then". Yeah right, like I'm going to be intimidated by a little spanking given by a woman! Miss Karen told me to always show respect for every one of the staff there, and that disrespect to any of them was grounds for punishment. She didn't say what kind. Then she said that my first few days would be completely alone, sort of like in a jail cell, and that I wouldn't be talking to any of the other students, as she called them. This was for some kind of "evaluation". Those few days were very difficult, since I wasn't accustomed to being locked up all alone. The third night was a Friday night, and about an hour after dinner, one of the women came and told me that I was going to get a "little spanking". I asked her why and she said that this would be my introduction to discipline at the school. Another woman was with her and they walked me over to a room down the hall a ways, took me inside, and locked the door. There was a very young looking female already in the room when we got there. She was wearing a rather short dress, and she looked like a very nice girl with sweet-looking facial features - like someone who would be a baby-sitter down the street. "I'm Miss Kelly," she said, "and I'm one of the discipline administrators. You'll be getting a little spanking from me tonight. I want you to cooperate completely. If you don't cooperate, I'll be forced to increase the severity of your spanking. All spanking is administered on the bare bottom. I want you to take all your clothes off, right now, and place them neatly on that little table over there," she said, pointing to a small table in a corner of the room. "Umm, all my clothes off?" I asked, trying to delay having to strip in front of several women. "Everything, and you'd better make it quick! Come on, get going!" I fumbled with my clothes, my hands almost shaking from nervousness. Finally I got them off, and put them where she told me to. Pointing to a specially built structure in the center of the room, she told me to go up to that box and bend over it. When I did, Miss Kelly fastened a binding strap around my waist and tightened it so that I could not move out of position. Then she fastened another strap across the back of my knees and tightened it so that my legs were tight against the punishment box. Following that, she tied my hands in front of me, and then tied my ankles to the box. I could hardly move at all. "You are now going to get a taste of how discipline is administered at this school," Miss Kelly said sweetly. "I'm going to give you a little spanking - twenty spanks with a leather strap." Then I heard Miss Kelly's footsteps as she walked over to pick up a strap. Although I was a little nervous as she prepared to start the spanking, I thought to myself, "why be afraid of a little spanking of twenty swats?" Miss Kelly may look like a sweet and gentle girl, but I couldn't believe how hard that first stroke was! Just a couple of seconds later the strap swatted me again, just as hard as the first stroke. She kept up the entire twenty strokes just that way, one after the other, and extremely hard. From the third stroke I started yelling when each stroke made contact, and from the tenth stroke on, I yelled continuously, trying with all my might to get out of the strap's path but unable to move.