Oh man, exactly! Our dean had two different tile squares from all the others right outside his office in hallway, put your feet on each square, bend over and grab your ankles! (Must have some universal training? I don't know but you are not the first that describes it perfectly, just the way it happened)

And Yes, "the STING!" OH MY GOODNESS! LoL! I remember dancing in the hallway rubbing my butt try to ease the pain!

Of course it was done in the hallway corridor so the sounds of the swats would echo through all the classrooms. They didn't let other students witness it but atleast half the entire school damn sure heard it!

I had a social studies teacher that would stop, count out the swats by rapping his wooden pointer-wand on the chalkboard and then pontificate over the severity of the crime according to how many swats we all heard!

Ahh, the joyous memories of youth!

Thanks for smiles!