Friday, November 22, 2024

Jennifer is spanked for hiding naughty knickers (contribution from an O&P player)

I am Miss M a teacher at Oaks and pines. On Sunday night before leaving for summer break I need to close a last mischief case, and help relieve one of our girls of the burden of guilt. The last one involved was Jennifer, again !

 Jennifer was giggling and having fun playing cards with some friends in the big living room. I adress her in front of everyone.

« Come with me Miss C please, to my appartment »

She was surprised and kind of afraid as she leave her best school mates.

« What have you done Jennifer ? » says one of her friend

« Nothing, nothing don’t worry ! »

« Yes we worry Miss M gives you a cold glance meaning a… » add another one

« Please stay there, I know you always want to plead our cases, no need and thanks » I say with a look that means no.

I hear my friends asking what has she done ? Don’t know… oh my god she is gonna get it….

We climb the stairs to my big suite room and I scold her firmly.

« When did you plan to confess your lie, maybe you did not ? »

« What do you mean Miss M ? » she says nervously

« The naughty lingerie you decide to keep from Miss P, and the veil truth you dare to tell her » I scold her firmly

« Do you think Miss F and Miss S and me forgot about your mischief ? »

« We give you the benefice of the doubt until we find it not well hidden in your dorm room before you left us… We did not have to time to speak with you as you urgently left school for a good reason and I congratulate you for being a true champion but we are not speaking about sport but about your naughtiness »

Jennifer sat nervously on the chair, her heart pounding in her chest. She has been punished several times by my big hand and was fearing my strict discipline delivering strong and memorable spanking. Jennifer had lied to Miss P about keeping one piece of naughty panties. She knew she could be in trouble but never though to be caught red handed and I intend to have a serious explanation about it. I stand with a stern expression, looked at the senior girl disapprovingly.

« Jennifer, I am very disappointed in you, I said firmly. You know that lying is an unacceptable behaviour. I expect honesty from all of our girls !»

Jennifer squirmed in her seat, feeling guilty for deceiving me. She knew she had to come clean before going back to school, but the fear of punishment held her back. Finally, she mustered up the courage to speak. I...

« I'm sorry, Miss, she stammered. I... I didn't mean to lie. I was just scared of getting in trouble. »

 I raised an eyebrow, my gaze piercing into Jennifer's soul.

« Is that truly the reason, Jennifer? » I asked sceptically. Or are you just trying to avoid the consequences of your actions ? »

Jennifer looked down at her hands, feeling the weight of her guilt. She knew she had to face the consequences of her lies.

« I... I'm sorry, Miss, she whispered. I lied because I was afraid of getting caught and punish. I know it was wrong, and I take full responsibility for my actions »

I nodded, my expression softening slightly.

« I appreciate your honesty, Jennifer, I say. But lying is still a serious offense, and it cannot go unpunished. I'm afraid I will have to teach you a proper lesson in honesty and integrity. »

 Jennifer's heart sank as she realized what that meant.

I stand up from my chair and walked over to Jennifer, my demeanor authoritative and firm.

« Jennifer, I'm going to have to give you a proper fessée cul nu. It's important that you learn the consequences of your actions. Not the first time indeed Jennifer, true ? »

« Yes Miss but »

« No but, you act childish and you now have to take your good medicine ! »

 Jennifer's eyes widened in shock. She had been spanked hard quite some times by me before, and the thought of it made her stomach churn with fear.

« But... but Miss Ma, I'm so sorry please don’t spank me »

She beg in despair but with no chance to escape a good hiding .I shook my head, my expression resolute.

« Age is irrelevant when it comes to discipline, Jennifer, I say sternly. You need to understand the consequence of your mischief, acting like a naughty little lying girl has bad consequence, and a spanking is the most effective way to drive that point home. »

« So stand up and come in front of me dearest, hands above your head »

 With a sinking feeling in her chest, Jennifer reluctantly obeyed, standing up and allowing me to guide her over to a nearby chair. She felt her heart racing as I firmly grasp her by the arm and pulled her over my knees, I swiftly lift her mini skirt and lowered her pink panties, positioning her so that her white bottom was exposed and vulnerable.


 "Please, Miss Ma, I'm sorry, Jennifer pleaded, her voice trembling with fear. I promise I won't lie again. Please, don't spank me. »

 But I was unmoved, raising my big palm hand high in the air before bringing it down with a resounding smack on Jennifer's bare bottom.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK 

 A lot of ouch aie aie and whouch !

The stinging and burning sensation made Jennifer cry out in pain, tears springing to her eyes as the spanking continued with swift and firm blows.

SMACK SMACK SMACK 

AIE ! 

SMACK SMACK SMACK 

OUUCH ! 

SMACK SMACK SMACK 

 WHAA !  Sorry Miss !

  I didn't hold back, delivering a hard and thorough jolly spanking that left Jennifer's bottom red crimson turn to scarlet and very sore.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK!

I alternate between the moons to belabour her bottom

OUUUUCH WHAAAAA OHHHHHH please Miss stop

Jennifer squirmed and writhed, unable to escape the punishment that she deserved. She cried out with each stinging smack, her pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears.

« Not yet dearest I intend to give you a good lesson »

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK AIEEE ! SMACK

OUCH ! 

It hurt Miss !

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

AIE! OUCH!

Finally, after delivering a good 100 smacks, I stopped the spanking, allowing Jennifer to stand up and compose herself. Jennifer's bottom throbbed with pain, and she felt humiliated and ashamed for lying and getting caught with a very red sore bottom.

« Go stand in the corner, Jennifer », I pointed to a spot near the door.

 « I want you to think about your actions and reflect on the importance of honesty and integrity. »

 With tears streaming down her cheeks, Jennifer obeyed, her hands rubbing her sore bottom as she stood in the corner, feeling like a naughty little girl who had been punished for her misdeeds. After a few minutes of reflection, I walk over to Jennifer, my expression softened with compassion.

« Jennifer, I hope you understand the importance of honesty now, I said gently. I don't enjoy having to discipline my students, but it's necessary for their growth and development. »

 Jennifer nodded, feeling a sense of remorse and regret for her actions.

I'm sorry, Miss Ma » she said, her voice choked with emotion

« I promise to always tell the truth from now on. Thank you for teaching me this important lesson. »

I give her a big smile and a warm hug.

« I believe in you, Jennifer, she said. I know you have the potential to be a great student and a person of integrity. Just remember to always be honest and true to yourself. The good news is that you have a clean school state before going back to school, please try to behave properly, stay out of trouble and have a nice vacation »

You can rub your bottom and join your friend for dinner.

 And with that, Jennifer left my room, her bottom still sore but some good friends who were spying at us welcome her and comfort her and she was in good hands to cure her red rump for sure.

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Sunday, November 17, 2024

The Secretaries part 8

After that taste of the tawse I was a very good girl!

On the first day of our Christmas interim, Betty and I duly presented the report cards of our first term at the Secretarial School to Mr Burlington. Betty was complimented, and he laughed when he read mine.

"I see a last minute effort, my tawsing encouragements must have made a difference!"

I blushed with saying. "Yes Sir!"

"For your next two weeks, your quota of forgiven mistakes is reduced to only two per week. Keep up your efforts, or else!"

I again blushed for another. "Yes Sir!"

For Christmas Mr Burlington dressed as Santa. We got Champagne and a generous bonus, plus one resounding spanking over his knees for me. I had made one extra mistake. 

Anna had teased, "You your upper cheeks were as red as your lower one !"

On board the tram, I slapped the pimple face of a 6th form boy who had asked if I was spanked over Santa's knees. Betty cheered!

With my knee high socks and braids no one could suspect that I was actually over the age of being spanked. It was less embarrassing than looking like a secretary with reddened thighs.

With spring I got a new boyfriend, and was distracted, to say the least! I flunked an important essay. When Miss Pearson, our Principal at the Secretarial School returned our work with grades she said. "In my days, an F meant the cane!"

During our lunch break at the school's cafeteria, I overheard. "My older sister in college had an F. Mom had her bent over the back of the settee with her knickers at half mast, and skirt raised. She got six strokes, she bawled like a banshee, and once done, she danced around the living room with both hands frantically rubbing her butt. After that she never had a grade below C plus."

Later, while tossing in bed, I replayed that conversation over and over while. The vexing little voice of my conscience pestered me. "An F! Your worst grade ever! It should be nipped in the bud!"

I tried to argue. "Mr Burlington doesn't have a cane."

"Buy one at the general store!"

"Mr B said that he wouldn't use a cane."

"Then ask Miss Pearson to cane you!"

I eventually slept.

Next night.

"You deserve to be caned!"

Grgrgrgr!

"And you know it!"

Saturday morning, very early at the General Store, dressed to look as old as possible, I couldn't help blushing while asking. "I would like a cane... please."

I hastily added. "Its for my niece!"

"How old is the naughty girl?"

"Huh... she is seventeen."

The lady called her hubby, "Please bring a cane for a seventeen year girl."

Two minutes later the gentleman handed me a rattan rod. "After six of the best with that she will think twice before repeating the same mistake."

I paid, and tried not to run out of the store. Once on the sidewalk I hastily hid that cane under my coat.

I had another difficult night.

The words of the General Store's owned echoed. "Six of the best with that and she will think twice before repeating the same mistake."

And the nettlesome little voice added. "And don't forget that you deserve it bare butt!"

On Monday after classes, I pulled up my socks, and with butterflies madly dancing in my tummy, I knocked on the door with the gold plate reading Principal.

"Lisa, good afternoon, how may I help you?"

I had prepared a little speech, and forgot it as soon as I entered Miss Pearson's study. I blushed crimson, and hurriedly blurted out. "I deserve to be caned."

Having said that I offered her the cane I had been hiding under my blazer.

She mouthed a surprised, "OH!"

"You indeed deserve the caned for that F, and I was about to say that I no longer have a cane."

I blushed and nodded.

"In my days it was six of the best, and it stung like the Dickens, are you sure that you deserve such a punishment?"

"Yes... Ma'am."

"It was also applied to the bare bottom, do you feel that you should have it on the bare?"

"Huh... ye... yes Ma'am."

"Very well, knickers down, skirt up and bend over that chair."

Blushing crimson I obeyed, and felt my very bare bottom flinching as I heard the cane whistling through the air.

SMACK!

"OH! AH! AIEEEE!"

It was like a stripe of fire burning across my bottom. I stood, and while rubbing my fiery bum my knickers fluttered down my legs till resting on my ankles.

Miss Pearson announced, "You deserve a stroke across your thighs for having broken your position, but I will spare you. Next time, I will cane your thighs so that your miniskirt will show everyone that you have been caned, understood?"

"Huh... ah... ye... yes Ma'am."

I bawled for the next two strokes, and with the fourth one I stood.

 I was hurriedly bent back over the chair, but my thighs weren't spared. Although that stroke wasn't as vigorous as the one applied to my butt I cried out.

"OUCHEEEEE!"

For the last two, I gripped the seat of that chair as hard as I could, and remained in position!

"Sniff... sniff..."

"Face the wall outside my office for everyone to see you red bottom, and feel the price of your laziness."

Lisa and co

To be continued...

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