Over the Desk: Volume 1: schoolgirl spanking tales

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Carly's face dropped. Assuming she was in control, she hadn't realized Anya wouldn't have met her unless she'd already won their legal battle. He stood over her and she trembled visibly. When she didn’t answer, Mr Haughtry bent over and whispered in her ear, “Can you?” you would have thought an intelligent girl like Samantha would keep her head down after that wouldn’t you? Tom stayed for tea. I sat uncomfortably. Mum caught my eye on and off and smiled knowingly. Dad came home and asked me how my day had been. I told him it had been the best birthday ever – which was true.

Lindsey was a very nice girl. Although she must have been, with good reason, as fearful as I was, but she still tried to ease my nerves a little. She told me not to worry and said that as it was my first time I would probably only get a couple of strokes and that it wouldn't hurt all that much. She said that the only thing I had to remember was to do exactly what Mrs Seaton said, as soon as she said it!Celia's First Caning: A young schoolgirl is caned for the first time by the Headmistress for arguing with another girl and then smashing a trophy to the ground which causes a piece of glass to cut the classmate's ankle. My legs were trembling as I stretched myself over the desk. It was wide and I could only just hold onto the edge with my toes on the floor. I tried to make my grip as firm as possible and closed my eyes tight shut and waited. I think the same argument would apply to a skirt if a girl was to be caned on the bottom, although I’ve never been wholly convinced that a typical school skirt would have been really tight against the lowerpart of the bottom even in a bending over position. The New Teacher by Peter Chelmer: Susan Bailey starts her first day as a teacher with her mother's advice ringing in her ears and her plimsoll in her bag. She decides to come down hard on one of her pupils but later finds that she has made some pretty big mistakes! The third swing brought an audible “Yeow” from the girl, but this time trying to keep her place was more successful, though Miss Watson saw her legs shake as she tried to ride out the pain.

Swift rattan sliced into her tender thighs, eviscerating her confident preparation. She cried out as white hot pain agonized her skin, wriggling her hips. Once I was in place, I heard her say: “You are such a naughty boy, Jay! Birthday or not, 13 is not too old for a good old-fashioned spanking!”I still get a shiver of excitement thinking about those words – if I ever find a girlfriend who is willing to spank me for fun, I will ask her to say that every time! Carly, please trust me. Growing up, my friends got caned." She maintained her momentum. "You've intended to visit Miss Roberts for years, haven't you?"Of course it was different, because it wasn’t my mum. But once I was dangling over her knee, the experience felt very similar. At least I was now dressed in jeans, so I had a little more protection for my rear end.