School Spanking Stories Volume 3

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And so they con­tin­ued down the list, about half of the boys and few­er of the girls opt­ing for the “Two” which were deliv­ered by Miss Sven­son in accor­dance with her own judg­ment of each of the pupils. Sixteen long howling times as the rubber thwacked her bottom, cheek to cheek, then three on a cheek, then the sit spot. Don’t be so inso­lent,’ thun­dered Miss Sven­son, ‘it is for me to tell you such things, not for you to ask! Mummy looked into the mirror, at this distance it was like a well framed photo, her on the bed, her shapely daughter with her upturned rump fine and round, catching the light.

Even the man with the bowler hat who sat in the same seat every day started to smile, and greet her with a tipping of the hat. Like the fire in the plump bottom of our naughty girl, news of the good irls downfall began to spread. This Non Woke blog, continuously published since Aug 15, 2007, celebrates the erotic side of spanking as long practiced by one married couple. How­ev­er, as this is your first prop­er can­ing, I will waive that rule and you will receive only anoth­er four strokes.

The fan on her desk shud­dered to its sec­ond unsched­uled halt of the morn­ing, and Miss Sven­son was assailed by the heat of the day.

Mummy noticed straight away that the herring bone pattern on the rubber imprinted itself on those wonderous globes of bright red flesh! However, lurking in the body of Karen was a strange little substance, known to the female world as the female hormone, which stealthily attacked in the guise of puberty. Taking the birch, I measure my distance and, standing at the side, I proceed to strike slowly but firmly” Mrs Walter explained. She saw her Mummy looking at her bush, her hips, she could almost read the thoughts in her head…”My my, my little girl is a girl no more.This year, Miss Sven­son had not been sur­prised to learn that Miran­da Spears, the long-legged fifth-for­mer, had been select­ed as the hare forDrake. She had no idea that he began to see her differently, she just assumed it was cordial familiarity with a regular person he saw on the bus. Very good at all aca­d­e­m­ic sub­jects, almost always top in French and sur­prised even your­self by get­ting 100% in the recent Chem­istry test.

Four remark­ably vig­or­ous strokes fol­lowed, crash­ing across the seat of the boy’s under­pants, each care­ful­ly timed to allow the hurt to sink in thor­ough­ly before the next impact, and caus­ing a grunt of pain after the sec­ond and a sti­fled yell of sur­prise at the sever­i­ty of thelast. Miranda’s feet obeyed, despite her mind reel­ing in con­fu­sion: this was not how she took the cane, or the strap for that matter. Well,’ she said at last, ‘I am glad to see that you have tak­en the trou­ble to look smart for me, Jemi­ma. Cat still got you tongue I see,’ went on the Head, as she picked up her glass­es and read through the missive.From jam making, to knitting, cooking, pickling, gardening and…discipline of naughty girls, or…to be more precise, daughters. Yes, she had assured him on the phone that morn­ing, she was ful­ly aware of his prowess with the cane (enough to bring the hardi­est sixth for­mer to tears in three strokes); of his dis­dain for the strap (less painful); and of his unerr­ing trust in her abil­i­ties and judge­ment. There was uproar amongst the Bexhill team and the school's supporters, packed along one side of the pitch. The teach­ers were, how­ev­er, not unhap­py that he should feel addi­tion­al­ly humil­i­at­ed in thisway. She couldn’t remem­ber how many times he rained down the cane, nor the colour of the dress she was wear­ing, nor the weave of the fab­ric into which she clenched her fists, all she could remem­ber, she thought with a pang, was the sound of his cold, venge­fulanger.

Before she could do any­thing else, Miss Sven­son had pulled back her skirt and slammed her hand down hard on her behind. This story is based on the true recorded events of a finishing school in Bristol, England in the late 1800’s. That last photo reminds me of that one blond in high school that every guy wanted to bang and few did. By half past three, every­one had been account­ed for and every­one had retired to the din­ing hall fortea. And that same rotten headmaster got me again, this time in another of our spanking movies, Plaid Miniskirt Spanking.Mothers throughout the land, in the main, were in charge of home discipline for girls, and many boys. Karen looked at her beautiful Mummy, the rounded body looked so cosy and even at this moment strangely comforting, her Mummy bear almost. This was a rou­tine estab­lished by the Head­mistress when she first came to the school some five years before and the I. But I finally got all the editing and formatting finished and I'm proud to announce my latest collection of short stories. Held over a week­end dur­ing the Win­ter Term, the four hous­es at Cams­ford – Drake, Hawkins, Raleigh and Grenville – would chal­lenge each oth­er for the hon­our of the Cup across six events, cul­mi­nat­ing in a cross-coun­try ‘hare and hounds’, held on the Sun­day.