My first spanking was in junior school

The headmistress was probably a very kindly woman, but to us children she was an old dragon.

I had managed to get chewing gum stuck in my hair, which was shoulder-length.

The more I tugged at it during playtime, the more it became firmly stuck into my scalp.

Eventually, I went to the woman who supervised playtime who marched me to the headmistress.

To say she was annoyed is an understatement.

Chewing gum was not allowed at school.

I had to stand still for an eternity while she sat on an upright chair in front of me, gradually combing and cutting away my hair to remove the gum, all the while telling me what a naughty disobedient child I was.

Then it was across her knee,  for a very firm spanking with her hand.

I had to explain the strange appearance of my hair that evening to my parents who, though annoyed, took no further action.