I have always been naughty, it is just lately that my bad ways have been noticed…..and punished.
Throughout biology lessons with MR. Richardson feelings of deviance and naughtiness kept entering my head. I could not keep my concentration, uncomfortable and sore, I squirmed on the hard seat trying to remove the stinging sensation from my poor bottom.
Thinking back on my punishment, the Form Master had been rather lenient, he promised 6 of the best with the school cane. Instead when he slowly raised my pleated skirt I noticed a look of smug satisfaction swipe his face. The cane hung on a peg in the corner of his office, I was certain that my bottom was in for a thrashing but secretly relieved when i felt the excited Form Master’s hot sticky palm spanking my behind.
He stood me up straight and led me over to this desk where he placed his hand on the nape of my neck with slight pressure till I was positioned with my hands gripping my white cotton socks which had been pushed down around my ankles. He continued to spank me from cheek to cheek, with each firm slap harder than the last, until he was spanking my bottom with frenzy, the more I wriggled and squirmed the more his excitement grew.
“Samantha” My attention quickly focused on my immediate surroundings, Mr Richardson glaring down on my equipped with a ruler in hand.
“Day dreaming again girl?” My eyes shifting round the classroom looking for an ally.
“To your feet, the the front of the class” I obeyed without question, I had had the misfortune of receiving a firm hand spanking from Mr Richardson before and did not wish to annoy him any further. The walk to the front of the class filled me with trepidation, all eyes on me, the class laughing and sneering, almost like the knew my punishment before it was given, sharing in my humiliation.
Thye did….six stripes of the ruler over my white cotton knickers in front of the class of 18 girls.
“Go to your Form Master’s office now!” His voice boomed over the jeers and comments of the girls sat behind their desks prestine in dress and nature.
Yet again I found myself outside the Form Master’s office, twice in one day, this time I knew the punishment was going to be serious. As I entered the room I glanced at the peg, the cane had gone, scouring the room my eyes came to rest on the desk in front of me, there lay the cane. My eyes fell on the large dominant figure behind the desk, his fingers tapping the cane, anticipating the punishment he was going to inflict on my poor bottom.
“Samantha, as you cannot seem to keep yourself out of trouble, I will personally see to it that your backside is hot and very sore. Bend over with your hands on your ankles and your legs apart” I obeyed grudgingly.
SWISH “ONE THANK YOU SIR!”
SWISH “TWO THANK YOU SIR!”
SWISH “THREE THANK YOU SIR!”
SWISH “FOUR THANK YOU SIR!”
SWISH “FIVE THANK YOU SIR!”
SWISH “SIX THANK YOU SIR!”
I stood up hands clenching my bottom, stripped to perfection.
I left my Form Master’s office heading back to class feeling proud I had taken my punishment so well.
It was my first experience with the cane, but somehow I knew it would not be my last….
