Sunday, November 10, 2024

The Secretaries part 7

 The eyes of my colleagues, as well as those of Mr Burlington were one me, and I again heard the pesky little voice of my conscience. "You deserve that punishment, and you are going to take it bare butt in front of everyone!"

I blushed crimson as I took off my skirt and knickers. Mr Burlington grabbed my ear as a ten year old, and led me to the secretariat's back room with the punishment trestle. I followed my ear with my hands in front of my muff till bending over the contraption. I grabbed the handles and tightly closed my legs.

Mr B announced. "Anna had a C and she got six strokes, you have a C minus, you will get eight strokes."

SMACK!

 The three tails like three belts whipped my bum, and I couldn't help opening my legs, and felt my derriere wobble under the fiery sting. I was also acutely self conscious of shamefully exposing my quim to all present.

 "OH! AH! AIEEE!"

With the second stroke I danced, and kept dancing till the end of my punishment. I echoed each resounding smacks with AIEEEEE! and OUCHEEE! I felt my derriere burning and burning.

The last two were applied to my upper thighs, and I knew that they would partly show under the hem of my mini.

I couldn't help sniffling as my butt was intensely burning.

I was led by an ear into that corner of the office. I stood there for twenty minutes, and vainly wriggled my incandescent derriere.


 Mr Burlington added. "You will leave your knickers with Maria, you will have them back when you return for your interim. And you will show me your report card, and if you have more bad grades you will get another taste of the tawse. Understood?"

"Yes... sniff... Sir."

A few minutes later I eventually stopped sniffling although my derriere and thighs were still throbbing, and my pesky conscience echoed. "You had been slacking, it serves you right!"

The timer eventually buzzed, my corner time was up. Betty gave me a wet flannel. I hurriedly rubbed my bum, but it wasn't much of a relief. Anna gave me my back skirt. I pulled it up, and immediately tugged it down as I felt its hem caressing my burning thighs. There was also that feeling of being bare butt under a shortish skirt.

Betty reassured me. "Only one red stripe showing, you're a lucky muffin! You better pull your socks up!"

Louise, one of the secretaries that I didn't know, handed me a pair of grey knee high socks. "Better to look as a punished schoolgirl than a punished big girl!" It was clever, and I thanked her while pulling up her socks.

Next was lunch at the food court, and I didn't back out, because none of us had ever backed out, and I wasn't going to be the first one. I tugged down my skirt and went chin up! That day I wasn't the only one to have had a smacking.

There was two girls wearing very short minis with well reddened thighs. I recognized them as Sally and Lucy, the legal assistants I was told about. Maria told us that they started law school. They attracted more attention than me.

I had a free lunch plus two desserts thanks to my colleagues.

Later, Betty and I took the tram for returning back home. There was a few grins, but thanks to my knee high socks I was only another punished naughty schoolgirl.

Back home, I avoided Mom, rushed to my room, changed into PJ before going to the bathroom for a long soak with Epsom salt, and reread my latest lessons. I also mused, one year of paralegal training after me secretarial school, then law school while working part time at B and B.

As I was about to sleep, I thought that I should remember to buy knee high socks, not to wear make up, and to braid my hair; I'll look like another schoolgirl, and won't attract as much attention as if dressing like a secretary...

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To be continued...

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3 comments:

  1. ...."and felt my derriere wobble under the fiery sting."
    Love that detail, B. And that iconic second drawing: hands on head,
    botty in the breeze.....

    "Better to look as a punished schoolgirl than a punished big girl!"

    "Back home, I avoided Mom, rushed to my room, changed into PJ before going to the bathroom for a long soak with Epsom salt, and reread my latest lessons. "
    Good tactics, B !!! Avoiding moms is a clever idea !! ;-)

    1965 – part 6 on Asa's site

    "I was belted on my bare bottom. I repeated in French, fessée cul nu à dix-huit ans !"
    ......"to have been belted on the bare as a schoolgirl. The bugging little voice echoed, but you are a schoolgirl even if eighteen."
    SMACK!"

    Lovely n strict, dearest, B. All familiar to me !!

    “She never got a belting in France!”
    “I was au pair in France last year and twice got the belt!”
    “Her parents have never spanked her.”
    “Oh whoa! Poor thing, it must have stung!”

    ....."raise your skirt, hands on top of your head.”
    "The mistress lowered her knickers. and Mary-Anne mouthed a very shy, “Oh!”

    Hands on head ...and then panties pulled down, is always compelling yet rueful for moi ! Albeit just normal & necessary.
    Love the photos with the ruler, B. Very authentic & stingy.
    I commented on Saturday, October 5, 2024
    Big hugs n kind, necessary smackies, B.
    Good Spartan Brenda xx

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    1. 1965 is a more classic story, I kinda like it better than The Secretaries, but vive la difference!
      "" "Better to look as a punished schoolgirl than a punished big girl!" """
      Created that line to add realism and make it obviously that my character are legal adults, and willingly submit.
      Lovely comments
      Hugs and smackies ;-)
      B xx

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    2. I have followed your October 5th comments ;-)
      B xx

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