Sunday, December 4, 2022

District Remedial School continued from Crimson Manor, part 6/6 - The Epilogue

A few months later I got my A-levels with honors, and I was admitted to a prestigious law school.

I regularly returned to the Remedial School when having breaks for Christmas, Easter and the summer hols. I always  presented my law school report card to Miss Melrose. Then I stand at attention in front of her desk while she slowly reads it. Quite a few times I have found myself bending over her desk for a severe caning.

Once in my third year. my report card mentioned a poorly done essay, "Julia might not graduate with honors with such sloppy work." Miss Melrose was furious, "Not graduating with honors! I am going to give you a taste of what you can expect if you don't graduate with honors!"

She just about leaped from behind her desk, and grabbed my ear as if a ten year old. I had to follow her and my ear into the first classroom outside her study.

"Girls, I am going to show Julia and you what happens if you don't graduate with honors!" I was twenty four, and she had me bending over the professor's desk with my bottom facing the classroom. She raised my skirt, pulled my knickers down and gave me the cane, six strokes for my derriere and two across my thighs. 

A week later, she drove me to the law school housing complex, and escorted me to my student flat. Once inside my little studio she bend me over her knees and gave me a resounding spanking with a big hairbrush. Thanks to my flimsy door it was heard till the end of the corridor. I was teased to no end after that, and kept my nose in my books. I graduated on top of everyone, I was no longer teased.

C&Co's competitors tried to hire me, but I refused. Mr Coleman and his father gave me a superb office in the legal department. I hugged Mrs Forsythe with teary eyes, "Thank you Auntie!" I also pinched Bernie's secretary.

Adrian who is now the deputy legal director escorted my to his favorite car dealership. I bought a superb red Triumph Spitfire.

A few months later, Adrian invited me to Scotland. "We will be visiting my parents in the Highlands." I was elated, as if he had proposed. We took turn driving. I enjoyed his MGB. Twice he told me to slow down and I did, but soon I was again stepping on it. Suddenly there was a siren and a two police motorcyclists caught up with us. They signaled for me to park on the curbside, and gave me a fine.

We arrived at his parent's mansion for dinner. They welcomed me with opened arms, and Agatha his young sister gave me peck on each cheek. I of course reciprocated. I was told that we dress for dinner in their house. I pulled my kilted skirt out of my bag.

Adrian had donned a kilt like his father, and I teased him, "You're wearing anything under it?" He frowned and everyone heard him calling me a naughty girl. He added for his mother, "She is a sassanach, but a spirited one." His mother gave me a wide smile.

After dinner, by the fireplace Adrian told how I was fined for speeding near Edinburgh. I saw Agatha blushing as her father echoed, "Your sister also got a fine for speeding with her scooter, I gave her a skelping with the old tawse." 

Adrian nodded and added, "Twice I told her to slow down."

His father mused, "We know how to deal with disobedient young ladies in this house."

I sealed my fate with a guilty blush, and Adrian told Agatha, "Please bring me the tawse."

Two minutes later I was red face as Adrian lead me into the adjacent drawing room. I had to lower my knickers and raise my skirt before touching my toes. After six blazing strokes my knickers were down onto my ankles and we heard his father through the opened door of the next room, "Don't forget her disobedience." I got two more!


Later, at night, he rubbed my bum and we had a super shagging party

Next morning I gave back the tawse to Agatha and she returned it behind the kitchen's door. I also helped her mother prepare breakfast. Later she told Adrian. "You have found a lovely girl my son, you should marry her!"

He knelt to propose, and I accepted.

A day after our wedding his father gave him a tawse...

Julia

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Saturday, December 3, 2022

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Friday, December 2, 2022

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Sunday, November 27, 2022

District Remedial School part 5

All was peachy until Pippa and I had the silly idea of absconding during a visit to the London British Museum with Mr Matheson. We had a shopping spree. We rode double deck London buses, and went to Harrods. We bought mohair sweaters in fluo colors and vertiginous stiletto heels. We also had vanilla ice cream with hot chocolate sauce, it was a fun afternoon. We didn't imagine that Mr Math would be doing a roll call after the museum's visit, how silly!

We had quite a surprise when we were back in his next class. When he saw us entering the classroom he picked up the crook handle cane hanging next to the blackboard and swished it. We shuddered with the hissing sound. I knew of those whippy junior canes which are light enough to be whipped across the thighs. I had twice tasted one at the Discipline Academy of the Crimson Manor Country Club, and still remember the sting.

"Julia and Pippa, you took me for a fool! I am going to teach you a lesson. Take off your knickers, and leave them on your desks."

I was first, and told to bend over the back of a wooden chair and to grab its seat. I blushed to my ears has I realized that he had set that chair in such a way that my derriere would be facing the whole classroom. Mr Matheson pulled my skirt up and I tightly closed my legs, but I felt how I was showing more curls than I wanted because of that tall chair. He swished his cane, it hissed, and THWACK! A millisecond second later I felt a scorching stripe of fire across my nates.

Six times he whipped my bum. I couldn't help a dance which must have showed my sherry to all my classmates. Then he lashed my thighs with that stingy cane, and both my hands flew to rub my blazing legs.

"OH! AH! AIE! OUCH!"

"Stand, turn around to face the classroom, and raise your skirt. You are getting an additional stroke for having broke your position."

He whipped the front of my thighs, and I did quite a dance has I cried out.

"OH! AH! ARGH! AIE! AIE! AIE!"

"Stand in the corner facing your classmates with your skirt up."

"Pippa! Lets have your bare bottom up over that chair.

I was again standing in the corner as a punished schoolgirl, but this time I was exposing my curls to the whole classroom. It was even more embarrassing than showing my derriere after the martinet. I could see my classmates glancing at my muff.

That stroke across the front of my thighs was infernal. I was itching to rub it, but I didn't dare. I sure didn't want another one! I almost forgot my throbbing bum.

I was sniffling and feeling sorry for myself, but I had to admit that it was well deserved. Disappearing during that school outing for a shopping spree was a stupid thing to do. As stupid as all the silly ideas which had me flanking my A-levels two years ago. Somehow my scorched derriere and thighs were telling me that this time I wouldn't be allowed to fail. It was strangely reassuring. It was a long corner time, I also had time to imagine Adrian massaging each of those fiery stripes.

On the way to work I rode with one hand on the handlebar, the other one was rubbing my skirt over the stripe adorning the front of my thighs. I carefully avoided, the lobby, the elevators and Bernie Le Perv. I couldn't avoid Mrs Forsythe's keen eyes. "The cane on your thighs! What did you do to deserve such a severe punishment?"

I told her, and I wasn't surprised by her conclusion, "Well deserved!" She had me blushing to my ears when she teased. "I should have you standing in the corner of Mr Coleman's office with your skirt up and knickers down to your knees for his return from the board meeting."

I protested, "Please don't! It was a silly mistake, I am very very sorry. I won't do it again. I promise!"

She mischievously teased me as she added, "Your friend Bernie is to see him after the board meeting."

I hurriedly change the subject, and told her that I have improved my grades, "I now have straight As in grammar and Bs in math."

Later I called Adrian, and he rubbed my derriere and more! He also said that I am a naughty girl who got what she deserved. I pouted, and he smacked my tender bum! "Don't you agree?" I nodded with an impertinent grin, and I got another smack!

Julia

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