Well it’s my third day here and my bottom is even sorer than after my first day!
One of the prefects, Jennings, gave me four strokes of the cane on my bare bottom on my first day. Well, my second day I managed to survive without any punishment, but that all changed today.
I was in my French class and Mr Williams was writing something on the board and while he had his back to me I passed a note to Jilly, who was behind me. I think Mr Williams has eyes in the back of his head. He turned around and quietly said: ‘Jilly, please bring that up here.’
It was just a stupid note saying ‘I wonder if One Direction are called Un Direction in France.’
Jilly took it up to the front and Mr Williams didn’t even read it. He just said ‘Who gave this to you?’ Jilly said ‘Don’t know sir.’
Then he said: ‘I’ll help you remember. Bend over the desk.’ Poor Jilly must have known what to do because straight away she bent over his desk facing away from us. Mr Williams pulled his drawer open and took out a wooden paddle about a foot long. He lifted Jilly’s skirt so we could all see her white knickers and lifted the paddle.
‘Four with the paddle should jog your memory,’ he said.
Of course I couldn’t let her get spanked for something she hadn’t done. Before he could smack her I jumped up.
‘It was me sir,’ I said.
‘Ah, our new girl Katie. Come up to the front.’
I slowly walked out to the front. Jilly was still bending over and I wondered why she hadn’t got up now I had confessed.
‘I’ll deal with you in a minute,’ he said to me. Then he smacked Jilly hard with the paddle on her bottom.
‘But sir, it was me!’ I said.
‘Don’t worry, Katie, I’ll see to you in a minute’, he said.
He then smacked Jilly three more times with the paddle on her bottom. The first spank seemed to go across both cheeks of her bottom, but he used just the tip of the paddle on the second, and seemed just to hit her left buttock.
Then he changed sides for the third, and used the tip again to smack just her right buttock, using his left hand. The last stroke was across her whole bottom again with the full paddle.
After the four spanks, he said: ‘Let’s see if that has got your attention.’
Jilly must have known what he meant because she peeled her knickers down so everyone could see her bare bottom where she had been punished.
You could see the outline of the paddle on each of her buttocks, where he had used the tip of the paddle to smack separately on each cheek.
Mr Williams picked up his phone and photographed her bottom, then synced the phone to his computer.
He just said ‘Ok’ and Jilly pulled her knickers up and stood up. Mr Williams tapped a few words on the computer and the same sort of punishment record printed as the prefects had printed of my punishment. It showed a photo of her bare bottom and the reason for the punishment, given as ‘lying’.
This seemed a bit harsh as all she had said was ‘Don’t know’, but I didn’t say anything. I was already dreading what was to come as Jilly had got four strokes for doing nothing and I had actually done something naughty.
Mr Williams and Jilly signed the punishment sheet and he dropped it in a tray. Then he said to her, ‘What do you think Katie deserves?’
I was dreading what she would say, but she just mumbled ‘Don’t know.’
‘You don’t know again? We will have to see if we can encourage you to think harder.’
‘No sir,’ she squealed, ‘I mean she deserves a spanking sir.’
‘Ah, so now you are able to think. What sort of spanking do you think she deserves?’
‘A paddling like I had sir.’
‘And how many strokes?’
‘Four like I had sir.’
‘But she was guilty and all you did was try to cover for her. Do you think she should get the same as you?’
‘Perhaps she should get six sir.’
‘Yes, I think so. Get into position Katie.’
‘But sir, I was caned only two days ago,’ I protested.
‘On your first day at school?’ He seemed amused. ‘Let’s see if the marks are still there.’
He took me by the arm and bent me over his desk so I was facing away from the class. I felt him lift my skirt and was glad I had regulation white knickers on.
‘Yes, I see some cane marks. Let’s have a proper look.’
I felt him pull my knickers down and I squirmed as he touched my bottom, feeling if the marks were ridges as well as coloured stripes. He slapped my bum with his hand and told me to stop wriggling.
‘These marks have almost faded. Who caned you?’
I told him it was Jennings, one of the prefects.
‘A proper caning should last three days not two. He must have been going soft on you as it was your first day. Did you used to get caned in your last school?’
‘No sir.’
‘So he was just going easy then. But if I find Jennings delivering any more soft punishments I shall give him a dozen to show him how a proper caning is delivered. Now, Jilly, do you think Katie should be punished with knickers up or down?’
She looked like she may say ‘Don’t know sir,’ but just in time she said ‘Knickers up sir.’
‘But you see she has been caned. Don’t you think it’s better for me to paddle her on the bare so I can avoid the cane stripes?’
‘Oh, yes sir, on the bare,’ said poor silly Jilly. And so my poor bottom was to be beaten bare for the second time in three days. If he’d been going to cane me maybe there would have a reason to bare me so he could avoid the previous cane marks, but the paddle would cover my whole bum and being knickerless would just make it more painful.
‘You heard Jilly,’ said Mr Williams, ‘Pull your knickers down and step out of them. I shall need your legs properly apart for the paddle.’
I had no choice. I had to pull my knickers right off and spread my legs apart. I felt everyone in the class would be looking right up my pussy and anus. Then I felt Mr Williams put his hands between my legs and ease them wider apart. He touched the lips of my pussy and I know he felt I was starting to get wet. Then he leant over and spoke softly so only I could hear.
‘Nice little wet cunt. I’ll see you after class about that.’
Then with the paddle in his right hand he smacked my left buttock twice really hard. Then he moved to my other side and transferred the paddle to his left hand and whacked my other bum cheek twice. I yelped with the pain and gripped the table hard so I didn’t spring up.
Then he told me to stick my bottom higher and gave me the final two smacks, one on each buttock. I was almost crying by the time I was allowed to pick up my knickers and put them back on.
‘As this is the last class of the day you don’t have anywhere to go when we finish,’ he told me as I adjusted my skirt over my painfully thrashed bottom. ‘So stay behind here and I’ll explain something to you.’
I wondered what it could be, but I didn’t have long to wait.
When class finished all the kids shot off as quickly as they could except for me. Mr Williams called me over to his desk and looked at me carefully. I saw his gaze go up and down my body and felt my nipples harden under his stare.
‘Now, do you know what ‘Extra Tuition’ is in this school?’
‘No sir.’
‘Well, it’s a way to get you exempt from most beatings. You will be given a badge to wear on your blazer so everyone knows you’re in the program and you are to be punished only with the permission of your mentor.’
‘What does the mentor do sir?’
‘I would be your mentor and I would instruct you in practical sex education.’
‘What does that mean, sir?’
‘Well, your body would be available to me for my pleasure and your education. I would show you virtually everything about sex, except no vaginal intercourse.’
‘What do you mean, sir?’
‘Well, I won’t fuck you in the cunt. Have you ever been fucked in the cunt?’
‘No sir.’
‘I’ll finger your cunt, fuck your mouth and your arse and use your tits and any other part of your body, but I won’t put my cock in your cunt.’
‘Why sir?’
‘Well I don’t use condoms. I like to squirt my seed in you and over you. But I have a rule not to breed girls under 18 while they are at school. So I will be limited to fucking your arse and mouth. Believe me, that will be pleasure enough.’
I twisted my hands. I didn’t know what to think.
‘And if you do this I won’t get caned and beaten anymore?’
‘You will be corrected if necessary, but only with my permission.’
He looked at me up and down.
‘Have you had a cock in your mouth before?’
‘No sir.’
‘I’ve seen your cunt and I like it. But I will need to see if you can suck cock before I let you receive the privilege of Extra Tuition. I will want to test your tits as well.’
He made me undo my blouse and unclip my bra. Then he fondled my tits and squeezed my nipples. I couldn’t stop them getting hard as he fondled them and he said how he was pleased to see that I was reacting properly.
‘Now I’ll see if your cunt is creaming up nicely.’
He made me bend over and he put his hand up my skirt and into my knickers and straight into my cunt. I could feel it was wet and juicy and he had what felt like three fingers sliding in and out.
‘Very nice,’ he said.
Then he took his hand out of my cunt and told me to kneel down. He put his fingers next to my mouth and told me to lick them.
‘Have you tasted your juices before?’ he asked.
‘No sir.’
‘Sometimes I will have you masturbate while I watch, and lick your fingers after you cum. But now I want to see how you suck cock.’
He told me to kneel down and unzip his trousers. Then he told me to take his cock out. It was quite heavy and seemed to be throbbing slightly.
He squirted into my mouth and if he hadn’t been holding my head I think I’d have pulled away.
After he finished pulsing his cum into my mouth he pulled his cock out and slapped me hard across the face.
‘I will normally want to use you once during the week and once at the weekend. At the weekend I may allow two or three of my friends to use you as well. They also will not be allowed to fuck you in the cunt but they can do anything else they wish with you.’
‘Not beat me though sir?’
‘Well if anyone wants to spank you by hand I won’t object, but they will not be allowed to use a cane or anything like a belt.’
I was given a small badge with the letters ET to wear on my blazer. As I left his office I met Jennings who immediately saw my new ET badge.
Jennings said ‘I know you’ve been told that ET students don’t get beaten, but it’s not true. All that happens is you have to get a permission slip, but it’s quite rare if it’s refused.’
‘I don’t believe you.’
‘Well, I’ll prove it.’
He pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and wrote quickly on it and handed it to me.
It was headed ‘Permission for Punishment’. Under ‘offence’ he had written ‘backchat to prefect’ and under ‘Recommended Punishment’ he had put ‘2 strokes of the cane.’
‘Take that to Mr Williams and I’ll see you at the prefects’ room at 4 o’clock.’
I ran off to see Mr Williams, confident that on my first day as an ET student he wouldn’t have me punished, especially for such a trivial thing.
I handed him the slip and he read it, then asked me what I’d done.
‘I told Jennings I didn’t believe him when he said he could have me beaten even though I’m in ET’
‘I’m sorry Katie but I can’t have slack discipline.’
Then he wrote on the slip and handed it to me. I was so shocked I read it aloud.
‘Approved, and Jennings you’d better tuck her knickers in and beat her harder than last time or I will thrash you.’
I stared at him and began ‘But sir.’
He just said ‘Don’t argue with me or I’ll double it. And I want you for ET on Sunday afternoon. Here’s the address.’
He gave me a piece of paper which said ‘2pm, 15 Moss Grove, school uniform.’
I didn’t see Jennings for the rest of the day but I made sure I was at the prefects’ room at 4pm. I was the only one there for punishment. When they opened the door one of the prefects waved me in and Jennings was sitting in an armchair. He beckoned to me and without a word held his hand out for the permission slip. He read it and laughed, then handed it to a girl standing near him.
‘I always think I cane nice and hard,’ he said, ‘but it looks like I’ll have to put a bit more effort in.’
He looked at me and got to his feet.
‘Take your position, Katie,’ he ordered.
I put my feet on the positions marked on the floor and bent over to grip the rail. Jennings lifted my skirt to expose my knickers.
‘Mr Williams has told me to tuck them in, but I can only do that if you agree and I give you a discount. As you’re only getting two strokes I’d have to offer you 50% discount for tucked in. I don’t think I want to do that.’
Then the girl he’d passed the note to said ‘She’s not wearing regulation knickers – the name tag is not visible.’
‘It’s on the inside,’ I said.
‘Well it’s supposed to be on the outside. Breach of uniform regulations means two extra strokes and as your knickers are not regulation they’ll have to come down, not get tucked in.’
Before I could say anything he pulled my knickers down to below my bottom. I felt his hand on my bottom as he felt where I had been beaten by Mr Williams with the paddle.
‘Definitely a most spankable bottom,’ he said.
I saw him go to the cane cupboard and select a cane, swishing it through the air.
He came back to my side.
‘Four strokes on the bare,’ he remarked, still swishing the cane. ‘I’d better make sure they all count.’
I saw him out of the corner of my eye take off his blazer and roll up his shirt sleeves.
Then he tapped my bottom with the cane as he lined up his position.
‘Count out loud please Katie,’ he ordered, before he drew back his arm and slashed down the cane over my naked buttocks.
‘One’, I managed to squeak as I felt the pain burn through.
He waited. ‘Aren’t you going to ask?’ he finally said.
‘Please give me another,’ I muttered.
‘That’s better.’
He crashed the cane down again and this time I managed to count and ask for another more quickly.
‘That’s the first two,’ he said, ‘let’s have a good look.’
As well as looking he ran his hands over my bare bottom, before saying that he thought Mr Williams would be happy with those strokes.
‘Let me see,’ said the girl prefect he had passed the note to. ‘Nice strokes,’ she said as she traced the ridge with a finger, ‘Can I give her the last two?’
‘No,’ Jennings replied, ‘If you don’t beat her hard enough I’ll get a thrashing from Williams. Can’t take the risk, sorry Kim.’
Then he tapped my bottom with the cane again and whacked me hard for the third time. Again I managed to count and ask for another.
‘I think I’ll take a bit of a run up for the last one,’ Jennings said, ‘I saw it in a film and I wondered if it’s hard to do.’
‘Might be hard to get the cane hitting square on her arse,’ Kim said.
‘Yes, but if I don’t try, I’ll never know.’
I saw from the corner of my eye him backing up and then he ran five or six paces and slashed my bottom with even more power. I screamed with the pain.
‘I think it works!’ Jennings said.
He did the punishment book and I signed it. Then I went to lie down and rub cold cream into my poor arse.
