It is mid-term time and the grades have been posted. I see I have not been doing as well as I should have. If Daddy finds out I know I will be in trouble. I stay after class to speak with the professor. He listens to my predicament and says well you can always retake the class in the fall. I know this is not an option so I ask if there is anything I can do to raise my grade. He says he may know a way but I would have to be willing to be a little embarrassed. I stop him right there and say I am not blowing him for a good grade. He laughs and says good because that was not what he was offering.
I turn 3 shades of red and apologize. He says hey it happens don't stress it. He then tells me he needs a female that would be willing to be a volunteer in his class so the students can practice on a live person instead of a dummy. I think about it and say ok I can do that. I ask what class it is and he says oh just the law enforcement class, nothing too crazy.
I go home and sit down and begin to think about what I have just agreed to. I think to myself I can't be that bad hell I kinda like cuffs. Daddy gets home and asks me how my day was and I tell him it was fine and that 1 of my professors needed a volunteer for two of his other classes so 3 days a week for the next 12 weeks I will be doing that for some extra credit. Daddy raises his eyebrows and says extra credit? Is everything OK? I say oh yeah I just want to make sure I get a good grade. I think to myself that's not a lie though I do feel a little guilty.
The class is defensive tactics. I am excited that I might get to hit people. Gosh I wonder if professor Nash might "accidentally" get hit. I walk in and get my seat to watch until I am needed. Being the only female in the room is a bit awkward. But not horrible. They start off with learning safety and stretching. Professor asks me if I want to join the class since I will need to be stretched out. I think learning how to protect myself is a good idea. I then realized the class was an odd number of students so I was invited to even it out. I get paired up with 1 of the smaller guys so we are about the same size.
We start out with joint locks which I can say do hurt and will make me very compliant quickly. Then we learn distraction techniques. I have very bad depth perception. And failed to stop before making contact. I accidentally took my partner out for a moment. I tell him I am so sorry. Once he recovers he is back in action and I am no longer on break. Then we start on takedown. Wow they play rough. I will need meds after today and 11 more weeks to go. I am glad today is a short day. After class is over I ask professor Nash what grade I can expect to see in his class. He says as of now I will have a C at worst. I really need an A I tell him. He says well I guarantee you an A if you complete all of the classes I have volunteered for. I think ok this is going to hurt but I can do it and head out stopping for pain relievers on the way home.
The following class we learn about pressure points omg God it hurts so badly. They are quite effective but it hurts. My partner was struggling with the one in the collarbone so he asked Professor Nash to show him and the professor put me on the ground with it. I am really considering if an A is that important.
The following Saturday I became the demonstration for search for a suspect. I do not like this as I am in front of the class being searched and patted down. Looking for the hidden handcuff key and small amount of drugs. I got searched and patted down by all the students. Some found the items some didn't. I tried to keep the items as far away from the sensitive area as I didn't want them to be feeling around my breast or crotch. I swear everyone one of them searched me there very thoroughly.
As I get home daddy asks me how today was I tell him horrible and tell him what happened. He just hugs me and says well it will be over soon. He then says he wants to practice searching for me too. I just groan and say ok if you find anything you can keep it. He put me against the wall and ran his hands over my body. He tells me not to move and begins to thoroughly search me. Well wouldn't you know I had a vape in my pocket I forgot to leave in the car. Daddy goes from playful to very angry in the blink of an eye. I know I am in trouble now.
He takes me by the hand and says I have already spanked you once for this and you didn't get it I guess now I am going to again but this time you will get it. He tells me to bend over the table and hold the other side which put me on my tip toes. He comes back in the room with the Cane, paddle, and crop.
He asked me if I knew why I was being punished. I tell him yes daddy I do. I got caught with a vape. He says yes but that would have just been a spanking. You are being punished because you lied to me and told me you quit. I realize I am in a horrible predicament. If I tell the truth now I will be punished worse but if I wait I will be punished again. I choose to wait and maybe he will never find out.
He asks if I am ready to begin. I tell him yes daddy as she begins with just his bare hand over my clothes. It stings but nothing I can not take. You hear me sniffle and ask why I am sniffling because I got caught and you continue spanking.
You stop for a moment and jerk my shorts and thong down with 1 swift motion. Daddy says aww isn't that cute your bottom is pink. I know by Daddy's tone pink will soon be red and then purple. I then feel daddy start spanking my bottom again. I refuse to cry at this point.
Daddy then grabs the paddle and wears my bottom out making me count off each lick. By 3 I am crying he says cry all you want you will remember this for a long time. By 15 I beg him to stop. He just shakes his head and says nope 10 more to go and if you move it will be worse I make it 2 more before he has to catch my hands as the fly back to cover my bottom. He says that is 1 the next lick I kick my feet out he say really that is 2 I manage to take the next 2 like a good girl. The 5 one I swear he used all his force I kick and say I hate him he stops and asks me if I truly mean that. I say no daddy it just hurts. He tells me he only does this because he loves me and wants the best for me. I tell him I know. He says oh by the way that is now 4. I just bend back over and sob as I take the last 5. I don't know if it is the pain or the hurt I heard in daddy's voice but I am broken at this point.
He says ok after this you will be done and taps the cane against my bottom. He says the first 5 will be on my bottom but the last 4 that I earned will be on my thighs. I just say yes daddy. I take them knowing I deserve them.