Smack, smack smack! The three consecutive swats, while laid on quickly, were above and below the first so that his burning rear could get some small rest from the punishment. Unfortunately, that only made his entire bottom burn, so soon there would not be one inch escaping Miss Click’s biting paddle.
Again and again, the paddle hit against his bottom. His flesh was already bright red to those that watched. While Miss Click and Mr. Dunfee seemed to watch impassively, the two boys could hardly bear to see Nate’s predicament. The only saving thing was that it was not their own nakedly displayed and burning rear ends.
Without realizing it, Nate began to grunt in response to the blows. It was impossible to keep his reaction quiet. If only he could allow himself to cry out, perhaps it would re
