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Synopsis: New teacher at feminist high school discovers the meaning of correction!

             After School Correction Group!


                Chapter 1!  Report to Behavioral!


                     TJ Ryder


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    Alex Johnson had been having second and third thoughts


already about his first teaching job.  At first when


he saw the pretty campus and all the gorgeous young women


including many of his fellow teachers he thought he'd


died and gone to heaven.  However, if he thought about it


he would have noticed a few things out of the ordinary


at Gardbrook Institute.  One clue was it was in the first


province that had passed extreme penalties for what liberally


was termed as sexual harassment.  But the first clue should


have been getting what looked like a plum job for a novice


teacher with a newly printed Masters degree.




   Normally back in the states his first job would be


an inner city hellhole run by gangs and he would be joining


the majority of first year teachers in requesting a transfer before


the first semester was over.  But Gardbrook was so beautiful


and the women were mostly beautiful, although a little odd


in their demeanour somehow, in a way he couldn't quite


put a definition to.




  Only a few weeks in teaching lower grades, he had to ask


a fellow teacher, a  very pretty brunette, why it seemed there


were less boys than girls in the upper grades.  She just


smiled.  Puzzled by her response during a break in the


teacher's lounge, he said he looked at the statistics


for Gardbrook up on the net which said the numbers were


typical of other schools. 




   She smiled and just said that was true.




   He paused for a minute hoping for a better answer while


she ate a snack.   Decided to pursue it.




   "But I know I teach lower grades, but between classes


I see all the students, and it seems that the senior class


just has a lot more girls than boys in it!"




   She signed, "well you know Gardbrook is actually quite


selective.  For the last few years we take boys that have


had difficulty in other schools!" After that she walked out.




   Still not making any sense of that for an answer he


asked one of the few male teachers who also shied away.


In fact he looked over his shoulder when he talked to him


as if he was afraid to tell him anything.




   "Most of the boys are preselected, Alex!  Kind of um,


well, a feminist agenda here!"  Alex was still puzzled.


Why was such a simple question so hard to get an answer for.




    Even his students just giggled most of the time when


he jokingly brought the subject up.




    The other thing was the different departments.


Instead of a Guidance Counselor, there was a very large budget


for what was ominously called the Behavior Correction department!


Then with a shock as some girls in his class made fun


of the unfortunate boy who was pulled out of class by his ear by


a very attractive woman who had knocked on the door and


said she had to talk to a certain student. She identified herself


as working in the Behavior Correction Department!  He was surprised


by the way she took charge of the boy, who slunk down


in his seat with all the girls laughing, and


telling him he was going to 'get it' now!  He noticed few of the boys


laughed!




   After the uproar he asked them to settle down.




   "Sorry, ladies, but that was rather surprising!  Does that


happen often!"




   One shapely brunette smiled, "Not enough, Mr. Johnson!"


He always had to take some second looks at some of the girls,


they wore absolutely scandalous outfits sometimes, showing


cleavage and butt cheeks.




   "heh, heh, but really, does anyone know if young Mr Swanson going


to be returning to class, because I was going to give out


homework assignments?"




   One boy shook his head,  "Not likely, Mr. Johnson!"




   "No, he won't be back," the brunette smirked, "I know


what he went in for!"




   A girl asked him if she caught him, and she giggled and said


yes.




   "That makes you the leader this month, Daphne!"




   "That's right," she said proudly.




   "Um, excuse me ladies, " he interrupted, "what exactly


are you talking about here?  Are you saying you know what


Richard's offense was?"




   "Oh, I know all right, Mr. Johnson!"  The girls twittered


over that as she turned her head and laughed with them.




   "Well, would you mind enlightening me and the rest of


the class!"




   "Oh, the whole class knows except you, Mr. Johnson. 


Besides Richard gets it all the time anyway!"




   "Um, gets, um, what, exactly!"




   "Punished, sir," a boy said.  "For getting a hardon


in class!"  The class laughed at that.




   "Yes," Daphne preened.  "I caught him staring at me


again and took a picture of his boner and sent it to


Miss Rogers!"




   "Miss Rogers?"




   A girl said she worked in the Behavior department!




   "Oh, well,..." his senses flooding with images now,


wondering what was going on. 




   "I still don't quite understand though, but, well,


classes are almost over anyway and I'm just kind of surprised


she didn't wait until school was out to talk to Richard!"




   "No Mr Johnson, they don't do it that way!"  A girl said,


"if a boy knows he's getting it they know he might run out when


the bell rings and they always like to do it after school!"




   "Plus,..." a blonde teased Daphne, "Miss Rogers is


waiting for Daphne to help her!  She's her new girlfriend!"




   "She's not, really!" Daphne protested .  "Besides why


shouldn't she reward me when I send her a bad boy!"




   "For the third time!" the girl teased.  She smiled


at him.  "She got an award because Miss Rogers said she


was being a credit to the school!"




   "Why not?  I deserved it! Iv'e sent more boys to


Behavioral than anyone else for the last month!"




   "Wait, wait, ladies!"  He interrupted,  "this is


opening up a new topic and I had homework assignments


to put on the board!




   After the bell rang, he could see Daphne hurriedly


leave and he stopped one boy who was last.




   "Um, Franklin, I noticed you boys didn't have much


to say!"




   "We like to be pretty careful at this school,


Mr. Johnson!  Doesn't take much to be written up!"


What does written up mean, he wondered.




   "But, one moment please!  Can you tell me what's


going on here?  I know corporal punishment is practiced


in this province," the boy snorted at that and rolled


his eyes, "but is this true, about Daphne and a staff


member, um, having a relationship?"




   The boy smiled, shrugging.  "Who knows?  Iv'e seen


them in town on the weekend but teachers and students


date a lot!"




   "That's not, um, well, frowned upon?"




   "Well, not if it's well, an approved type of


relationship and everyone's legal age I guess!"




   He sat down behind his desk because the images


were giving him a hardon, and he felt by the boy's


suppressed smirk he knew it.




   "I have to go now, Mr. Johnson!"




   "Of course, um, wait!  Do you have any idea what


is going to happen to young Richard?"




   "Everyone does, teacher!  He's going


to get his cock and balls whipped!  Maybe some other stuff


since Daphne will be there wetting her panties!  Listen


I really have to go now!"  The boy ran off and Alex stared


at the back of the classroom digesting that bombshell.




   The next day he noticed Richard back in class as if


nothing had happened, Daphne looking a little smug,


and listening to the chatter from a new perspective, realized


she had had a very enjoyable time after school first with Richard


and then with Miss Rogers.




   After the class was over, he asked Richard to remain


behind, who gave a little shrug.




   When they were alone, he asked him if he felt all right!




   "Sure, Mr. Johnson!"




   "Oh, well, yesterday... from what everyone was saying.




   "Oh," he looked a little embarassed, "well everyone gets it


here eventually, all the boys anyway!"




    "Could you tell me what happened?"




    "Sure, why, you think your'e going to end up there?"




    "You mean, I could be?"




    "Oh sure, male teachers aren't exempt! Didn't anyone


tell you, Mr. Johnson?"  He smiled. 




     "Sure, of course, Richard!" He stammered, trying not to


show his shock at the casual remark.




     The boy looked at him with a smile.  "You do kind of remind me


of my last male teacher though!"




    "Oh really, what happened to him, do I know him?"




    'He teaches the upper grades now.  But I see him all


the time in some of the private ,after-school groups!"




    "Private?  Um, please, Richard,  you know I'm new here


what kind of groups are those?"




    "Oh, well, kind of like extensions of the Behavior Correction


Department.  In fact all of them are certified.  Theyre' in peoples'


private homes!  We have private parties there!"




    "And, um, you go to them, and see, well, teachers!"




    "All kinds of people, could be anyone in the community!"




    "Mmmmm, kind of like a whole hidden world! I'm just peeling


back the layers!"




    "I felt that way when I got sent here!  It's going to


happen, that's the way I feel now!  But I can't tell you


the names of people, that's forbidden!  I will tell you


I belong to the Woodshed group.  I think that one's the best!


Except the way we boys arrive.  We have to be led naked in


on a leash, and sometimes it's pretty cold out!" He said


casually and got his books together,  "anyway, gotta go!"




    Alex sat at the desk numb for several minutes.




    Two days later he noticed some girls teasing another


in class until she got really mad and had tears in her eyes.


Laura was an attractive but quiet girl who didn't belong


to any clubs.  That afternoon she had an appointment with


him over missing homework assignments.




   In his tiny office with the door half open so he


wasn't turned in for sex harassment, she came in


and sat down, a defensive expression on her face,


she turned around and saw the open door!




   "Could I shut the door please, Mr. Johnson?"




   "Well, um,.... you see...!"




   "Oh, don't worry about sex harassment, that's silly


here anyway at Gardbrook!"




    "Okay," he finally and reluctantly shut the door.


"It's just some missing homework, Laura.  But I noticed


looking in your file, well, that's rather unusual!"




   "Oh, I know, Mr. Johnson, just been so busy lately


and that bitch Daphne ragging on me, sorry!"




    "I noticed a little teasing...!"




    "She thinks she's so hot, getting that stupid


award!"




    "I know, but...!"  and then her phone rang.




   "Oh, I'm sorry, but do you mind?"




   He nodded and she took it, and smiled.




   "Oh yes," she said, "I'll be right there, Jane,


um, Miss Rogers!" She paused, "Behavioral, Mr. Johnson,


I have an appointment I forgot about.  Would you like


to speak to ...!"




    "Um, no go ahead, wer'e finished.  Um. That is


the same Miss Rogers  who took Richard out of the class


the other day?"




    "Yup!" she said, standing up and putting her


books together.




    "Are you in trouble, Laura?"




    "Me, no, but I think someone is, (giggle)!"




    "Oh, so you aren't the...?"




    "Victim?"  (Laugh).  "You know I don't think Iv'e ever


seen a girl punished, although I wouldn't mind


fastening Daphne down for a nice long night!"




   He watched her shapely bottom out the door


and then looked down, his hardon in his pants.




   He had a moment of panic when he wondered if Laura


had secretly taken a picture of it.




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   The next day was going as usual when he got a beep


from Behavioral to meet after school, and he remembered


that moment with laura  and looked over at the faces, searching


Laura's and she just arched an eyebrow. He consoled himself it


was just an appointment, nothing else was mentioned, but


the periods dragged by and he was distracted all day,


at the same time blushing and his cock hardening behind


his desk. Maybe they wanted to discuss the discipline


problems in his class.




   However, when he got there, at the rather forbidding


entrance, knocking politely, he entered and saw a stupendous


redhead in a low cut dress, showing a low of thigh,


absently doing her nails.




   "Um, hello, I'm a teacher here, Alex Johnson!"




   "I know," she smiled brightly.  "Please just sign


this paper and then you can go right into the waiting room.


Wer'e running a little late so it may be a while!"




   "B-but, um, he said, moving closer, trying not to gape


at her cleavage that she seemed to flaunt him with,


and telling himself this is not a good time to get a boner,


but the chairs and the table didn't hide much, and


there was no way to sit sideways, as he looked at


the paper.




   "Um, excuse me, this looks like a release form!"




   "Of course, it's just a technicality, everyone coming


for punishment has to sign one!"  She handed him a ball point


pen which he automatically picked up, but he continued


to read the paper.




   "B-but you see, I think there's been some mistake.


See, I'm a teacher...!"




   "Oh, we do male teachers too!" she smiled.  "In fact


it's a pleasant change from doing teenagers!  I love doing


grown men myself!"




   He stifled a gasp, "B-but you see, I haven't been


notified of, well, anything I did wrong!  All I got was a


recorded message on my phone!"




   The beautiful teen shrugged, "well, that does happen


occasionally.  Your'e so new we don't even have an open


file on you yet, sorry! But I'm sure Miss Rogers will explain


it to you when you meet her! It's our policy to always have


the boy know what he's (giggle) getting it for!"  She smiled.




   "Well, um, I would like to talk to Miss Rogers b-but I


don't feel comfortable signing this, under the circumstances


because I'm sure it's a mistake!"




   The girl looked disappointed, "Oh well, I suppose so...


although Miss Rogers might not like it too much!"




   "But, if it is a mistake, then, well, it's in your


interest because then there's no record of it!" he tried


to smooth it over.  She reluctantly nodded. 




   "She doesn't like to be interrupted during a session


but when she gets a break I'll call her and we'll sort


it out.  In the meantime why don't you sit in the waiting


area, Mr Johnson!"




   "Oh, but...!" she was about to say something as he


opened the door to the next room, but he was too preoccupied.


There was one other person sitting on a bench, a girl,


another bombshell knockout in the tightest, lowest cut


dress he'd ever seen.  She smiled up at him warmly.




   "Oh hi,"  she said,  I haven't seen you here before!"




   "Um, hi,  there's some kind of mixup.  I'm a teacher


here!"




   "I know, Mr. Johnson, Iv'e seen you;  you have my younger


sister Clara in your class."




   "Oh, okay, yes, I think Iv'e seen you too," he smiled


as he sat down on the bench.  His boner still present and was


not going away with this dream sitting beside him.




   "Um, excuse me teacher, but aren't you, well, (giggle)


a little overdressed for the occasion?"




   "Oh, um, " and she pointed out a sign he hadn't


noticed.




   "All persons waiting for their punishment must strip naked,


hang their clothes neatly in the adjoining room and


sit quietly and think about what your'e here for!"


He swallowed!




   "Um, well, I'm just waiting to clear up a misunderstanding!"




   "Uh oh!" she smiled.  "Iv'e heard that before!  I'm just


telling what Miss Rogers will probably say. But I'm glad your'e


here because it gives me someone to talk to while I wait!"




   "Oh, um, that sign doesn't apply to you then?"




   She put a hand to her mouth and laughed.  "Oh, I'm sorry,


I know your'e new at Gardbrook.  That sign applies to


the 'punish-hims'.  I'm a 'punish-her'.  But I also


changed too.  My birthday present, like it?"




   He blushed, "it's just beautiful, even at Gardbrook


it might be a little too much for class though!"




   She laughed.  "Some girls don't bother to change,


but most do, some just barely wear clothes, but


I like to change into my, smile, alter ego!  I'm still


still trying to think of punisher name.  Lady Leather


is already taken which is a shame!"




   "I see," he said, putting a hand over his bulge,


as he looked up at the clock.




   "So your'e waiting for your, um, subject, then?"




   "Well, Miss Rogers is running late today and Martin


is still in phys ed! I usually have to wait for him


anyway!"




   "Martin is a student then, obviously.  Do you mind my


asking what his offense was?"




   She laughed,  "actually you know I kind of forgot.  Been


two months now.  But we reserve every Friday night


after school.  You might remember that, Mr. Johnson.


The convenient slots are hard to get sometimes!


This is just such a lovely way to end the week, don't


you think? (giggle) Of course your point of view might


be a little different!"




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