The Headmistress Gets It Good!: ...and other spanking stories

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Mrs Hamilton explained that I had voluntarily come forward – due, she noted, to my dad’s excellent advice. She also explained the school rule regarding the official minimum four-stroke penalty for my being out of bounds.

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The school rules are clear, John – out of bounds in the vegetable garden is automatically a minimum of four strokes of the cane. The final number is down to my discretion.” Since we're already bending the rules with this unorthodox punishment, I suggest you also loosen your belt and drop your trousers to your ankles!"Under the circumstances, John, taking into account you have come forward, and that you have never been in trouble before, I have decided not to cane you.”

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Breathless and a little light headed, he knew with absolute certainty that the tales of his Housemisstress's disciplinary prowess had not been exaggerated. Still looking down at the desktop, he was aware of movement somewhere behind him and heard a light rattle of cane against furniture as she replaced it on its discreet hook between her two bookcases. Had he not been something of a pet favourite she would never have made such an unorthodox proposal. But as it was, with a glint in her eye she had concluded, "So, I take it that's settled then?" As suddenly as it arrived, the immediate burning slice across his cheeks seemed to subside for a fraction of a second before erupting into a deep, smarting sting that swelled and throbbed, not just at the point of impact, but it felt to him as though it filled his entire bottom.There was a pause. Then: “I now have to decide what to do with you.” The pit of my stomach churned. Here it came, my sentencing!

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Finally, one Friday lunchtime, I made my decision. I drifted away from my mates and made my way to the school secretary, who sat in an annexe outside the headmistress’s office.The secretary also doubled up as the school nurse – if you felt unwell, she would give you something, and you could sit and wait until you felt better. Then you were handed a note for your teacher to say where you had been. She half expected continued appeals for leniency, but in the face of her unyielding determination he finally appeared subdued. With eyes lowered and cheeks blushing, he fumbled first with his tie knot and then with each shirt button. She saw that he wore blue, jersey style boxer shorts, close fitting to his firm thighs and with a red trimmed waistband that hugged his flat belly. His body was toned and athletic, a build Sophie suspected would fill out rather nicely over the next few years if he kept up his interests in sport. One day, I found a carrot in the street that I assume someone had dropped. So I sneaked into the school garden and fed the rabbits. The headmistress began by giving the boys a sound telling-off, shouting at them forcefully – and this is when we found out what had happened. Neither boy made no reply, and no doubt it was felt that their silence was pretty much as good as a confession.

That said each cane has it’s own individual characteristics as learned quite clearly in a past session with professional submissive Hannah Elliot and an adult schoolboy I have been caning for many years. Whatever the true explanation, the old adage of "cross me and you won't sit down for a week" had never felt closer to the truth. As a Disciplinarian I have a very specific array of traditional implements. Obviously my bare hand for an Over The Knee spanking comes first – but the other implements that I use include leather school straps, the infamous Lochgelly tawse, woooden hairbrushes (though this is more common as Aunty than Headmistress) and most of all the cane. After another long silence, shifting awkwardly under her gaze, he finally slipped the thumbs of each hand into the elastic waistband of his boxer shorts and began to slowly ease them down. In a manoeuvre that might have appeared feintly comical in different circumstances, he inched the waistband lower, exposing just the first few dark strands of hair at the upper edge of his pubes.

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And one more thing. Were this to be a single, never too be repeated punishment, it would hardly serve as an adequate ongoing deterrent, and therefore-", with a pause she retrieved a blue exercise book from her drawer and slid it across the desk. He noted she had already printed the words 'revision diary' in capital letters upon its cover. Finally, the headmistress sat down at the end of a bench alongside a large art table. She grabbed one of the boys, pulled his shorts and pants down, then made him bend over the bench beside her. Good afternoon Thomas. I might as well be perfectly blunt right from the start and tell you that this is going to be a most uncomfortable meeting for you. As a senior boy you are likely to find the situation embarrassing, it will not be pleasant, and in the immediate aftermath I very much doubt that you will thank me for it. But, I do promise you this: by hook or by crook I'm going to see to it that you put every possible effort into your studies, and so, right now, we will be seeing this matter through to its conclusion."

I stepped forward, placed my hand briefly on her knee and bent forward. I felt her move me forward, and then her fingers worked my underwear down – she was going to spank my bare bottom! I felt so embarrassed, and the wait was awful. She remembered how he had looked downcast by her uncharacteristic outburst, his cheeks blushing pink, and she had relented, trying to be more encouraging. My father’s words haunted me, and I wanted to do the right thing and tell what I had seen – but to own up would mean the cane. Even if my father was right, and Mrs Hamilton was lenient, I could expect a minimum of four strokes. I was very scared of that prospect.