A Howl, A Bite On Dawn's Paddled Blood Filled Cheek
Chapter Two
Trick or Treat; Red Handed = Red Fanny!
The porch light and the front door opening meant the witches cauldron of trouble she was in had just boiled and Dawn's stomach audibly nervously burbled and gurgled as she desperately squeezed her cute pink ass cheeks together trying not to fart.
Startled and afraid she dropped the lit poopie pumpkin and it broke into three pieces.
Dawn had ate at Del Taco and all those beans were working on her innards add to that her predicament stuck between boards squatting, bent over her teen white ass mooning her former teacher.
Dawn tried desperately to free herself from the porch, but it was no use. The stern former teacher's eyes lit up with revenge at the sight of a pair of snowy white still baby fat ass cheeks realizing these were the same bottom cheeks he had seen so naughtily clad in skin tight blue jeans at the Sunnyvale Mall last weekend.
When he saw the white bare assed cutie on his porch and heard the loud "Fart" farting sound. Dawn's cheeks turned bright red in embarrassment at her unladylike sounding.
Here was the Halloween Brat who had taken his pumpkin and raised a stink to match the smell of her gaseous fart contribution as she had dropped the pumpkin with the from his lit Jack-O-Lantern in which the burning poop bag was aflame.
The culprit on his porch had caught her foot ankle deep in his wooden rotting porch had blocked the squirming brown shoulder length senior schoolgirl's escape.
Dawn frantically with a last "PHRAPP" squeaky high -pitched fart,
"UHMMM, Sir it is not what this looks like I swear" Oh Shit" Dawn exclaimed.
He nodded his head with seething anger and a quest for a horrible revenge. The late teen brown haired coed was in for her day or night of reckoning this bone chilling Halloween Night.
He recognized the preconscious 18 year old long brown haired teen. It had been this afternoon at the mall he had seen her walking swishing her nubile hips showing her unladylike visible panty line, which he had determined to be bikini style by the size of the panties showing through the taut jean cloth.
He still remembered the eighteen year old the outline of her bikini panty line squirming seductively across her ass as she sat displaying her luscious moons, he definitely recognized that butt! Now, Dawn was frantic her betraying friend who had given her the enema she had farted out loudly onto the porch was gone out of sight and it dawned on Dawn she was not going to be rescued and would be at the mercy of her former teacher.
Dawn's former, stern teacher had been sipping his drink when he heard the sound of wood cracking out on his Victorian homes porch.
It had been a typical Halloween with femme brats hollering out his name, knocking on the door and running away laughing at him as he opened the door.
He realized as he opened the front door there was a young lady her blue jeans and cotton panties around her ankles.
Dawn's alto voice and privilege bratty ways along with shoulder length shiny brown hair could melt the sternest of hearts. The pretty brown haired teenager knew how to use it to manipulate her way into or out of anything she chose.
Her former teacher mad as hell at Dawn squatting with her chilly bare bottom on his porch, as a Halloween Prank was the last straw!
It was about time someone took control and taught this late teen brat a lesson in manner and the consequences.
And he was just the one to do it! Just two strides walking on his defiled porch brought him to her trembling side and a startled Dawn found herself grasped firmly by the arm.
She turned to use her pout lips which in combination with her pert tushie were designed to change her coming reckoning, but the steely glare Dawn got back from her former school teacher as he became red faced and fumed.
The young lady Dawn wondering whether to yell out for Janice and Jason. They had taken advantage of her trapped position and ultimately caused her to fart in sheer terror on the rotting front porch.
Dawn was a lithe one hundred and five pounds, with a pert delectable high round perched bottom and a downy white so innocent ass crack she chose to show down the back of her well worn blue jeans weighing towards the indecent side.
Dawn now eighteen had learned at an early age that her beauty could get the California Girl anything her little heart desired and she certainly was not averse to using it to her advantage in the classroom and in her personal life.
Dawn found herself taken aback as the startled debutante hissed at him in her upper class southern voice.
"What do you think you're doing? "Unhand Me SIR" Dawn demanded.
"Get me out of this porch and stop staring at my bare ass you naughty man"!
Dawn gave her long brown hair a sexy shake, shaking her maturing hips and said.
The former schoolteacher gave her a brisk smile.
"What am I doing"? I'm going to SPANK a spoiled teen girl brat who was unfortunate enough for her to get caught in my porch.
"Furthermore more who I distinctly heard you call me an old fart and topped it all of by stinking up my air and smashing my pumpkin on my porch for a Halloween Prank".
Dawn felt the sharp sting of correction on her clammy white nearly frozen bottom.
*SPANK* *SPANK*
Eighteen year old Dawn felt a very hard spank on her cold round bare white ass which immediately left a big red handprint across her right butt cheek and this was immediately followed with a matching burning hand print across her left butt cheek.
Dawn saw this was not a good sign for the rest of her evening. The punishing hand propelled the brat just inside the front door jam.
"No oh no, Let me go, Dawn wondered why her girl friend had pulled her panties down leaving her bare to the world on this mean man's porch.
"Where is Buffy or Spike or even Willow?"
Dawn whined as her former teacher none to gently grabbed her by her soft upper arm.
The door shut Dawn was now at the further mercy of her former teacher.
End of Chapter Two
Dawn is now inside the house and the teacher's wooden paddle from his years at Sunnyvale High is nearby. The teacher is aching to use it on the fanny he had caught red handed!
Check in soon for Chapter Three as the spanking begins!
What will happen behind teacher's closed door?