It
was the last day of the month, and I was sitting in front of my
computer, Big Brother had delivered my report card. I was rereading it very
slowly...
Online Academy
Monthly Report Card
September 30, 2027
Pupil's name : Bridget
You are congratulated for having successfully followed your diet, but you have
failed the monthly average grade of 12/20. Your discipline inspector,
after having repeatedly warned and disciplined you, feels that you will
benefit from a more severe punishment.
Therefore, you will present yourself tomorrow at 9 AM at the local office of the Online Academy to be caned on your bare bottom.
OA
I
didn't call Agatha, I was too ashamed of such a failure, and the more so
that she had warned me. I reflected on the passed month, and remembered how I had my bum warmed up quite a few times, but I had lost my excess
weight and after a long drought I had attracted a guy, and a dishy one.
Truth to be told, I had been distracted.
Sleep didn't come easy that night, and when I finally found it I was musing.
You knew from the first day of joining the Online Academy program how it could be quite stingy if you didn't apply yourself. You now only have
yourself to blame... zzzzz...
Saturday morning Big Brother woke me up as usual with, "Rise and shine Bridget!"
I went through my routine, and when I tied my hair into bunches to try to hide the fact that I am no longer a schoolgirl.
I admitted that I do deserve to be punished as one. If you hadn't been
so lazy you would have been admitted to the Sciences Academy. If Poppa
had been more severe... I concluded that musing with, the Online Academy is your second chance, and you are going to learn the price of laziness...
The
local OA office was a short walk from the tram station. I bravely
entered the waiting room. I didn't miss the three girls my age already
waiting with contrite faces. I introduced myself to the receptionist.
"Good morning Ma'am, I am Bridget reporting for..." I couldn't spell it
out, and she had me blushing crimson as she spelled it out loud and
clear. "Bridget reporting for her bare bum caning, please have a sit and wait for
your turn."
The
three girls waiting had taken the only chairs that weren't facing the
shop like window opening onto the street. I had no choice, I had to face
the side walk. I couldn't help imagining a few passersby knowing what four girls wearing almost similar tartan school skirts were
waiting for. I kept my eyes down on my knees.
One
girl stepped out of the office located next to the receptionist. She
very quickly turned around to close the door, and we didn't see her
face, but we noticed how she was dabbing her eyes with a tissue. We
also saw that her skirt was noticeably shorter than ours. When she again
turned around and faced us, she hurriedly hide her tissue, and we saw her red face. With one hand tugging down her shortish school
skirt, she walked out.
A
while later, the receptionist called next, and it was my turn. I
entered that office and discovered a middle aged lady sitting on a desk.
I closed the door and she welcomed me with. "Bridget, isn't it?"
"Yes Ma'am."
"Not
a good start with our program! I am going to teach you a lesson which
will for sure encourage you to improve your grades. Lower your knickers!"
I
felt my ears tickling, and was for sure blushing as red as a tomato.
She picked a cane which had soaked into a tall vase. She dried it with
swinging it. I flinched as I
heard that cane whistling. "Hands on top of your head!"
She
slowly walked around me. "You did well with your diet, you are a lovely
girl, and you again have a boyfriend. Congratulations, but that
shouldn't distract you from your studies!"
I
was kinda surprised and proud that she knew about Harry, and guessed
that Big Brother must have a deal with the camera of our canteen.
She
was back in front of me when she ordered. "You will be getting six
strokes, a classic six of the best, kneel on that sofa and bend over the arm rest till your hands reach the ground."
I felt my skirt riding up till revealing my fuzzy peach, and my ears tickled as I shamefully blushed.
I
heard that cane whistling, and that was followed by a THWACK! A
millisecond later I felt a searing cut across my bum. I bawled,
"ARGHHH!" and I couldn't rub my fiery bum which also felt so vulnerable.
With
watery eyes, I kept the position for the second and third stroke, but crumbled forward for the fourth one.
"Stand and for having broken your position you will get stroke across your thighs, hold your skirt up!"
THWACK!
"OUCHEEEE!"
I danced on the spot while rubbing my thighs.
"Back into position!"
I
was again with my burning butt up in the air, and no longer cared for
what I was showing. I gritted my teeth, and bawled as I took the last
two strokes, but remained in position.
After
having allow me to rub my incandescent bum, she
gave me a tissue to dab my eyes, and told me to pull my knickers back
on. I did so very slowly and gingerly, and was quite surprised when she
told me to take off my skirt, and gave me a much shorter one.
"You will
wear that punishment skirt for a week. If you are very careful the
stroke across your thighs won't show, but you will be quite self
conscious that you were punished, and it will remind you to better apply
yourself."
Bridget
To be continued...
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