PADDLED BY THE PRINCIPAL

"Principal Wilder held me down, dragging the paddle over my soft young backside. As a straight guy, I shouldn't stand for this. But as he pulled his arm back, I saw a glint in his hard eyes, and it excited me. I knew my punishment was going to be rough this time."

Old man Wilder has been on my ass for months. No matter what I do, he's always around the corner, waiting for me to mess up. Waiting to pull me into his office and punish me. Well, he finally found his reason today when I was caught selling test answers in the school bathroom.

At first I thought he was bent on punishing me because he wanted me out of his school. But soon I realized he had other plans: to steal me from the safety of my home. To tie me up in public and strap me. To humiliate me, shame me, and make me question everything I thought I knew. I never thought I was anything but straight, but that beast between Principal Wilder's legs drives me insane.

I thought he needed my help, but that was just a ruse. What he really needed was control. Now he's going to drag me kicking and screaming into his world of discipline. And I'm going to love every moment of it.