Back at the castle after mass we had a nasty surprise. Miss P.E. announced, "Jennifer and Johanna, fighting means the punishment skirt for a week when on the island
We had of course heard of the punishment skirt for the meanies who cheated, smoked, drank or worse! We were going to be the first p.skirted girls this term.
We adjusted them, and blushed as spring thistles when we realized that we would have to walk very carefully to avoid showing our knickers. Although we would be wearing them only within the privacy of our castle and its island, we were still quite embarrassed. We nonetheless wore them as bravely as we could, like Eilean Beithe girls!
Later Sally teased, "There was a flash in the woods behind the beach. It must be some of those retirees from the pub with binoculars. Hahahaha! They might have seen your knickers!"
"Grgrgrgrgr!" I refrained from denickering her on the causeway, the thought of visiting the Headmaster while already wearing a punishment skirt made me cool down.
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A few months later, we all took our A-levels with flying colors and honors. We were given the red tartan mini kilt of the seniors, and for a year we prepared the entrance exam to the prestigious Cambridge Law School. We requested the stricter disciplinary regime which meant more beltings than spankings for minor faults.
After a year of prep and plenty of rubbing our bums and thighs, Sally and I were among the top candidates admitted at the prestigious Cambridge law school. Thanks to the discreet, but long arm of Eilean Beithe we had no problem securing grants, and lodging, as well as easy work at the library.
For the Easter and summer holidays, we returned to our Scottish castle for additional lessons. We of course had to again don our old uniform, with our hair tied into a pigtail with a blue ribbon for me. We were again self conscious of our short kilt generously exposing our thighs.
Each time, it was the same ceremony, after lunch before everyone present; we gave our report cards to the Principal. They were closely examined, and according to the Eilean Beithe ethos we confessed our shortcomings during the previous term, and bravely requested the punishment we deserve.
It was my turn, and I was tugging down my mini kilt with a deep blush as I spoke.
"Very well, you will be given six of the best now, and before returning to your law school you will be given six more, in front of the seniors's class, this time."
With my little knickers around my socks, I was no longer a student of twenty something; I was a lazy schoolgirl about to be punished. I was caned bare butt in front of the juniors who whispered. A few of them had even giggled. I had of course blushed crimson, but reflected that I had been asking in more ways than one to be punished as I knew that I had became too cocky. I sure was brought down a couple of pegs.
Miss P.E. added. "You will be wearing a punishment skirt till the weekend."
With that I felt my ears tickling from an intense shameful blush.
Then, with my old chums, it was again the same camaraderie. We rubbed each others bums with arnica, and devoured a box of chocolates cherries while exchanging stories about our boyfriends. "Eddy is his name, and we made it in the elevator! He had stopped it, and raised my skirt, lowered my knickers and licked my button. I meowed as a wild cat!"
A month later, before returning to Cambridge I was again caned. The seniors were more merciful than the juniors, they didn't giggle!
I wriggled in my seat during the whole flight back to Cambridge. Sally sitting next to me was lucky, she hadn't deserved the cane, but she got a good tawsing. She sighed. "No boyfriend for a week. I don't want to show how I was punished like a naughty schoolgirl."
I winked. "Hummm... I might show my stripes to Eddy. He might lick them..."
Jennifer and co
To be continued...
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Oaks and Pines Role Play Game