Over the Desk: Volume 1: schoolgirl spanking tales

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He flipped open the file on the desk in front of him, studied it with a look of intense disapproval and, without looking up, said: “Twelve thousand and forty-two pounds and twenty-eight pence.”

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! She got eight strokes, Marling. I don't think that young lady will be sitting down comfortably for a long time. But she was only due to get six strokes. you would have thought an intelligent girl like Samantha would keep her head down after that wouldn’t you? But it was not to be. Towards the end of assembly the senior mistress announced that she would be punishing a fourth year girl for smoking. She read the name out: "Lindsey Rushworth, form 4B, wait for me outside my office." Mrs Seaton passed me a box of tissues and I took one and tried to dry my eyes. She warned me to behave myself in future and told me that if I didn't like the cane from her I would like it a lot less from the headmaster.We walked slowly to the office door and stood outside. There was still some time to go until the assembly was dismissed. Suddenly Lindsey said something to me. I realised that my hands had been subconsciously rubbing the seat of my short trousers. I jerked them away and looked up at Lindsey.

I then made the two naughty girls put their noses to the projection screen for the last half hour of the lesson. Both were crying. Very well, you may return to class. Miss Watson will circulate the record to all appropriate parties, including your parents”.Tapping her panties, the cane slashed into her bottom. Intense pain soared. She hissed as its heat scorched her mind. Live lines of fiery pain blistered her lying cheeks. Welcoming each searing stroke, her skin flamed in agony as her mind berated her and heavy marks of hypocrisy hurt her soft cheeks. I was sniffing away tears as I reluctantly lowered my short grey trousers and placed them on the chair. My little bottom felt so vulnerable.

She remembered Clare and Jessica's discomfort, exposing their secret to request her help. She'd admitted knowing girls at school who got caned. Impressed by her friends' dedication to exemplary behavior, she'd kept her famous poker face. Trembling with fear, I walked into the office. I saw a cane, about three feet long, lying on the teacher's desk. Later that day my form master told me that he had reported me and that I would have to see the headmaster after assembly on Monday.Charlotte let out a snort, which made Sarah laugh aloud. “Oh I see, so you do think this is funny? And you expect me to stand here and be ridiculed do you? Well know this girls, you will not get the better of me! Bend over!!”