These were sixth form girls dressed according to the traditions of the school, and they were in trouble. As for not owning up at the time, well, at least you have both now voluntarily presented yourselves for punishment with as little protection as modesty allows. As Kate looked across at her accomplice their eyes met and Kate could see just how terrified Hayley was. Jamieson turned away and placed the cane on top of an antique chest of drawers, Vanessa remained bent across the end of the desk sobbing gently into her folded arms.

Jamieson hovered the cane an inch or so from the taut white knickers that stretched across Vanessa’s bottom as he sized up the next stroke. The inviting bottom thrusting up before him indicated that perhaps she was a new convert to the pleasures that only the cane can bring. This was many years ago of course and she said it helped when she herself was administering the cane as she knew just what it felt like and she did wear bloomers but unlike in your dream hers were not taken down. In her new role, Sister Dawson takes great pleasure in exerting her authority, regularly disciplining her nurses with a wooden paddle and even spanking one of the patients, but when she oversteps the mark and talks down to one of the doctors, Michael Everard, she soon finds herself on the receiving end of a memorable hand spanking herself. The head girl, though, merely waited for the two girls to continue along the corridor, then watched them until they turned a corner and were lost from sight.Although Harriet was aroused by her ruminations on this scenario, especially the ritualism involved in humiliating for the six girls, one detail bothered her about the whole thing: what did Mr Bryce’s entry mean when it said ‘Damaging school’s reputation.

Lorraine played tennis and had a powerful forehand drive, and it seemed as though she was using her entire strength to flay the skin off my arse. JoBlak: I was being a bit ironical, but rather pleased the one who had caused others to be in trouble had had her come-uppance, although of course the whole string of events should never have happened. That has stuck with me all down through the years, and now I have a love affair with heavy weight black rubber gloves. She imagined how snugly they would feel, firming and accentuating her the curves of her pale buttocks as she bent over the desk ready for Mr Bryce to ‘sting’ them.Having read the punishment book which chronicled Mr Bryce’s tyrannical reign at St Ann’s, Harriet had moved on to reading a more recent volume. When she attends an interview, and is subsequently offered the job at a private clinic, she witnesses two delinquent nurses being disciplined, one receiving the strap and a particularly severe caning for the other. You’ll get caned either on your knickers or – and I don’t want to worry you, but if it’s really serious then on your bare bottom with your knickers down”.

A second whoosh heralded another searing pain as the cane snapped across Nicky’s thinly veiled bottom. She knew that this would somehow make her feel more connected to her fantasy about Mr Bryce’s assembly spectacle all those years ago.The cane, being a very traditional and once very common implement for correction, of course comes with a load of special punishment rituals attached.

I was angry and felt betrayed, this young woman who was only about twelve years older than me had stepped into my dead mother’s shoes, even before her grave had gone cold. As she finished her sentence she sliced the seventh stroke down, lancing it in at an angle, cutting and intersecting the previous cuts. we lived in the town where most dads used the belt but my mum had grown up on a farm and had been punished with the rod. Well,” replied Mr Bridgen, “I was passing by the changing rooms a few minutes ago, and couldn’t help but notice your friend’s exquisite taste in dresses. Skilled workmen carefully removed the rough outside bark and sandpapered the stems until they were smooth and even.Again, the slender rattan whipped into Kate’s tender bottom sending yet another dose of aching cutting pain searing across her entire backside. After a few seconds pause, though, some inner discipline, or perhaps it was just the lack of any alternative, compelled Hayley to force one leg in front of the other and make her way unsteadily round to the end of the desk. What do you think your father will do when I tell him about this, not to mention coming home drunk at four in the morning, and waking half the street up, as well as your continued surly attitude towards me.