Jenna Marie Stories/Page3

CHAPTER 3: School
Jenna awoke on the first day of school with butterflies in her stomach. She knew the basic procedure of what was going to happen, but she was still very afraid. She knew she had gotten a very harsh, punishing teacher. Rumors said her teacher was the daughter of old Iron Hand in Assville. Mrs. Jonders was known to give very harsh first day spankings to the hard timers, and even spank soft timers on the first day.

She lay in bed for a while, thinking, and soon she was pulled out of bed and was over her mommy's lap. Her mommy's hand was spanking briskly, all the while, she was scolding, "This (spank) is (spank) what (spank) happens to (spank) people who (spank) are (spank) mean to (spank) nice (spank) little(spank) Kindern, (spank) Jenna."

Surprisingly, this time, her mommy didn't use the helper paddle. Later, Carrie told her mommy only used the helper paddle once a week, since she spanked every day. With daddy, it was a different story.

Jenny ate her vile tasting breakfast, and quickly skipped off to school. A happy disposition couldn't hurt, she thought. Her mommy was surprised, though. With Carrie at her side, she skipped into the playground. She was wearing a short red dress (really short. Mommy must know about Mrs. Jonders, Jenna thought) and a floppy bow in her hair. Carrie, of course, was wearing her punishment dress. It was buttoned down in the back, though. Mommy got very angry with daddy for giving Carrie more nano-lotion. She blew up and yelled at him. Later on, Jenna heard Daddy spanking Mommy really hard for yelling at him. Mommy said there was no point in buttoning it up if Carrie's bottom was barely pink.

When she and Carrie arrived, they were quickly shepherded into the school by a tall, stern looking woman. They were brought into a room with four or five other little children, and sat down.

"Hello, children. I am Mrs. Jonders, your new teacher. Now I know you'll all be very good for me, because I have no Voluntaras in this class, so all of your misbehaviors will be dealt with on your behind," the woman said.

Suddenly, a little boy scrambled into the room, out of breath.

"Well, well, well. Late on the first day, are you? I think somebody needs a spanking! You'll be Robert, am I right?"

"Uh, actually, no. Robert is my brother," the young boy put out his hands, which both displayed I's. Mrs. Jonders gasped. "He's sick. I'm Kevin."

The little boy pushed his blond hair out of his eyes. "My mommy enrolled me this morning. You see, I was just found to be innocent yesterday. Mommy had to stay in this neighborhood, because of Robert. He's a penny. So, I just moved back in with her. Also," he added, with a twinkle in his eye, "I don't exactly mind watching young girls get spanked."

Jenny was impressed with the precision he spoke with. She found it hard enough to get words out in the right order! When you think about it, she thought, he's really cute.

Kevin looked around the room and smiled. "So, are these my new classmates?"

"Well, yes, Kevin they are. But the class is fully Penitatas, are you sure you want to stay?" Mrs. Jonders asked, clearly flustered.

"Oh, yes! I picked this class specially, because I'm sure there will be lots and lots of spankings."

"All right, if that's what you want," said Mrs. Jonders, "Now, everyone stand up and tell why you are here, your name, and your sentence."

The first little boy stood up, "I'm Jamie. I was convicted of rape and murder of Kindern. I was sentenced to 20x3-7 with Y repression. It's my fourth cycle, and I'M NOT SORRY!"

Jenna gulped. He certainly still sounded dangerous. Mrs. Jonders looked annoyed, but she merely marked something on her pad and said, "Next."

A little girl stood up, "I'm Kelly. I was convicted of involuntary manslaughter. I got sentenced to 10x3-8. I'm in my third cycle."

Next, another little girl said, "I'm Jane, and I was convicted of slicing. I got 9x3-12. I'm a soft timer in my eighth cycle."

A young Drakonian boy stood, "I'm H'ssand, and I was convicted of harrassment of a Kindern. I agreed to be a lab rat, if I could get less time. And the experiment worked. You see, I'm really a human."

"No way," Jenna interrupted, "Harry?"

"Well, that used to be my name. Are you, I mean, did you? Jenna?" the Drakonian asked.

"Yeah! Harry! I didn't know you were caught!"

"Months ago. They decided to try and find out if rejuvination of any form can change humans into other species. And guess what! It worked. So now I have only one cycle of soft time. Jenna, I was caught way before you, nearly the day after we did the trick. You were lucky, you got months and months before you had to be a kid."

"Lucky? Look at you, one cycle of soft time? Even if you are a Drakonian for life, that's worth it!"

"Yeah, I-" H'ssand said.

"Enough!" interrupted Mrs. Jonders, "Jenna, H'ssand, I am disappointed in both of you. It appears you need you welcome spanking with this," she pulled a grade 1 level four Paddle, "Jenna, and this," said Mrs. Jonders holding up a hairbrush with steel bristles, "for you."