Mike turned back to the corner. As the students were filing out, Hardman piped in, "Oh Harvey you should also know that Mr Ross and Ms Zane's PDA left nothing to the imagination." Mike cringed. Jessica said, "Ms Zane you will report to your dormitory head for an over-the-knee bare-bottomed spanking every night for a week and I expect a thousand lines of 'I will act with dignity and follow the code of conduct' by this time next week."
"Yes ma'am."
"Same for you Mr Ross besides whatever Harvey adds on."
"Yes Ma'am" Mike managed.
Once the students and Hardman had left, Jessica looked at Harvey silently asking if she could trust Harvey with Mike alone. After a moment of no answer, she pointed to the door with her eyes and Harvey left.
Mike was confused when he heard the door close a second time but didn't dare move his face from the corner. Jessica sat at her desk and continued the paperwork she had been working on before the incident was reported to her. Fifteen minutes later, she wrapped her files and called out to Mike.
Mike turned then blushed and his hands moved toward his pants, never having pulled them up after having bared himself for punishment.
"Leave them where they are. Front and center."
Mike shuffled to the spot.
"Do you realise how badly you screwed up today?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Tell me all the things that could have gone wrong by your antics today."
"They already did."
"A sting in your tail is barely anything compared to lifelong consequences."
Mike sighed. "My scholarship, participation in various competitions and future admissions can be critically affected by drinking alohol being on my disciplinary record."
"And still you chose to be so cavalier about it?"
"I'm sorry."
"That won't cut it. I expect an explanation. There has to be something."
"I'm sorry they just forced me. And I. I …"
"Also wanted to kiss your girl friend and so went along with the hare-brained plan?"
Mike looked down.
"Mike, for risking your future like that I am going to give you a spanking. And since I want this to be more parental it will be over my lap. Come here."
"No please, I can't take it."
"You do the crime, you do the time."
"Please" Mike fell on his knees.
"Stop the theatrics at once and come here."
The stern tone shifted something in Mike and he was able to obey.
Jessica pulled him over her lap and noted that his thighs were fairly unblemished and she could safely spank him there, not that it wouldn't be absolute torture for the boy.
Jessica gave him one of the lightest spankings she had ever dished out but the boy screamed like she was branding him with red hot iron. He had again reached the hysterical sobbing state where he wasn't breathing and Jessica started rubbing circles on his back to calm him down. Once he calmed down some, she pulled him into her lap, making sure that his bottom didn't touch anything. "Never again, okay?"
"Yes ma'am."
"We're okay now. You took that, I can't say well but you took that as well as you could. Now learn your lesson."
"Yes ma'am."
"You will take the remaining punishments and whatever Harvey dishes out."
Mike whimpered. "I'd rather die."
"Mike!" Jessica pulled his face and forced him to make eye contact. "Never say that again."
"But that's how I feel. I'm in too much pain. I can't take it. And I don't know when it will end."
"So you'll run away from your problems? The ones may I remind you, you brought on yourself by doing something insanely dumb?"
"Please, is there no other way?"
"No, you must take your due."
Mike just whimpered.
"And don't you dare sulk or give Harvey a hard time. Else I'll pull you right back here. You really broke his trust."
Mike looked down.
"And I strongly suggest you figure out a good explanation to give him because he will ask."
"Yes ma'am."
"Alright then, you need your sleep. Off you go. And Mike, make sure to sleep on your stomach."
Mike nodded, pulled up his pants and left. Jessica sighed. The next couple weeks were going to be awful. She could already feel the tension rising.
The next morning, Mike woke up with his bottom still in pain and the simple task of getting ready for the day had him crying. Then deep-cleaning the library with barely any sleep broke him and he had a whole day ahead. At breakfast, he stared at the chair for a whole minute before building up the courage to sit down. Harvey noticed this but wasn't sure what to do with the observation. He had been wracking his brains since the previous night, trying to figure out why the kid would do something so stupid and how he should handle it. He had decided to talk to the kid after school and see how the conversation went. He was deliberating if he should let Mike serve his punishment with the other kids or pull him out to his own office. He decided on the latter as it wasn't like serving the punishment with the others was going to teach him anything more.
When he passed where Mike was sitting, he barked, "Mr Ross, on your feet." Mike was startled and scrambled to get up. Mike gave him two swats with his hand on the seat of his pants. They were barely taps but Mike's sobs started again. "Calm yourself down this instant and hurry up with your breakfast. You have five minutes left and I won't have you fainting during the day because of lack of food."
Mike tried to stuff some food into his mouth out of fear of being struck again but it was too much for his body and he threw up, some of it landing on Harvey's shoes too.
Harvey stepped back in disgust and Mike ran from the room, towards the nearest washroom.
Harvey was tempted to excuse the kid from classes but he thought that Mike would incorrectly interpret it as sympathy towards his actions and just asked his teachers to update him about Mike's condition throughout the day.
Throughout the morning Harvey got messages about the boy crying but trying his best to pay attention and finish the assigned tasks. Two teachers had even subtly asked Harvey if he couldn't be a little lenient on the kid who was generally so well-behaved. Harvey shook his head and went to talk to the doctor in the school about the best way to get food into Mike. She suggested that a nap followed by light food would be ideal. Harvey couldn't bring himself to put the punishment above the boy's health and asked the doctor to escort the boy herself and keep him updated.
Mike was surprised to see the doctor but heartily welcomed the idea of a nap, not caring about how it had happened. The doctor also ran some basic checks and told Harvey that she was a little worried about Mike's heart rate. The kid was clearly anxious. Harvey just asked her to instruct Mike to go to the ground at 5.
Harvey decided to supervise the running part of the punishment himself so that he could pace Mike and keep an eye on him. When Mike showed up, he looked better than that morning but still worse for wear. Harvey asked one of the medium runners in the group to lead and set the pace and paired the athletic students with the non-athletic ones so that they could have support. He kept Mike at the end and blew his whistle to get them to start.
Mike was fine for all of five minutes after which he started lagging behind. After another five minutes Harvey gave him a swat and told him to hurry along. Mike nodded without looking at him and picked up the pace a little. After another two minutes, Harvey gave him two swats and growled, "last warning." Mike put in all he had and ran. Harvey saw that Mike was trying as hard as he could but just couldn't keep up. He saw some of the other students also start to slow down. He blew his whistle and got everyone to stop. He announced, "I can see that all of you are not able to keep up the pace. So I will not insist on a pace. So then the time limit of an hour doesn't make sense. I want to see all of you running the fastest you can, and trust me I will know if you're not and I won't hesitate to encourage your bottoms no matter their current state. You will keep running till the last person finishes ten laps. Now move." And he whistled again. He had to swat many of the kids who he knew were on the football team etc to get them to run at their fastest pace. He again fell in pace with Mike whose breathing was worrying him.
On seeing Harvey next to him and fearing that he was about to be swatted again, Mike tried to run faster and suddenly his vision went dark.
