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Lindsay Pinkham was in a good mood that Thursday morning. Not only had she been praised for her commitment to the school’s sports teams in assembly that morning by the Head Mistress, Ms Hudson, but she was to be in charge of discipline today. The Head Girl, and Lindsay’s best friend, Joanne Wilson, was out of school on a visit to University and would be gone all day. That left eighteen year-old Lindsay in charge of disciplining any naughty pupils who got sent out of class.
Lindsay smiled as she removed her school tie and threw it on the sofa across the room. She didn’t have any lessons until before lunchtime and was going to relax. She also planned to complete her Geography homework for Mrs Carey, as she had been unable to complete this the previous evening. She didn’t fancy getting told off and then sent to Ms Hudson to explain why one of the senior students at the school had not done her homework. It would result in the cane for sure and perhaps the loss of her coveted position.
She shuddered at the thought of bending over Ms Hudson’s desk and winced at the memory of the only punishment she had ever received in her near seven years at the school – four strokes of the cane across her skirt for cheating in an end of year examination. That had been embarrassing. The punishment had been administered by her English Mistress, Mrs Davies. Lindsay remembered how much it had hurt and how cold Mrs Davies had been towards her before, during and for a long time after the punishment.
The room was warm that summer’s day and Lindsay found herself opening the window and then unbuttoning her white school blouse. She would definitely have to make sure she was properly dressed before heading off to her Geography class with Mrs Carey later that morning. She was a stickler for perfect appearance, even if it was sweltering in the sun outside. Lindsay got down to her Geography homework and glanced up at the clock on the wall as she added the finishing touches to yet another exceptional essay.
10:05 Am.
Lindsay smiled. Break time in five minutes. She got up from the desk and walked over to the kettle, flipping the switch to boil the water to make the morning coffee for her fellow Prefects.
At that moment there was a quiet knock on her door and Lindsay wondered if it was just someone brushing against the door by accident. However, she decided to investigate and was soon at the door. She could hear someone outside in the corridor and opened the door firmly, hopefully to show the person on the other side of the door that she was in a bad mood. Lindsay was such a good actress. The Deputy Head Girl was an extremely tall girl. Standing at over six feet tall she was arguably the tallest girl in the school and probably explained why she was the school’s netball star.
She looked down and immediately recognised Katie Spellman, standing there, looking nervous, and holding a note in her right hand. Katie Spellman, the troublesome lower sixth form girl who Head Girl Joanne Wilson had taken a real dislike to over the last year. Despite being in the senior years at St Catherine’s School and being seventeen years old, Katie still messed about and was punished constantly by her teachers, or the Prefects, for various acts of unacceptable behaviour. Lindsay waited for Katie to speak, but nothing came from the girl’s mouth.
“What do you want, Katie Spellman?” Lindsay snapped, hopefully with such a tone to make Katie think that Lindsay was in a seriously bad mood.
Katie struggled to find the words and Lindsay knew that she had the girl where she wanted.
“Well, who sent you here?” Lindsay pushed her door wide open.
She smiled as Katie realised that there would be no getting out of the punishment coming her way.
“Miss Manson, Deputy Head Girl.” Katie stared at her shoes, avoiding Lindsay’s stare that felt as if it was burning through her.
Lindsay Pinkham placed her hands on her hips, at that moment becoming aware that she still had two buttons of her white blouse undone.
“Get in here and give me that note!” She snapped and took the small piece of paper from Katie’s right hand.
The diminutive Katie stepped past the much taller Deputy Head Girl, who followed and closed the door behind her quietly.
“Get over in that corner.” Lindsay pointed to the far side of the large room and Katie moved quickly to avoid the older girl’s growing temper.
“Face the wall, hands on head and don’t move until I tell you, Katie Spellman!” The Deputy Head Girl felt herself close to laughter as she watched the girl follow her instructions.
Lindsay Pinkham returned to the kettle and placed the note on the worktop next to it. She took her time making her morning coffee and then took her steaming mug and the note and returned to the sofa across from where Katie was still stood in silence, hands on head. Lindsay placed her cup on the table in front of her and unfolded the note, deliberately making as much noise doing it so that the other girl could hear
“Dear Head Girl” Lindsay read out loud. “Well, nearly”, she thought to herself.
“I have sent Katie Spellman from Miss Parkinson’s form to you this morning due to her unacceptable attitude and behaviour during my History lesson.” Lindsay Pinkham tutted loudly before continuing.
“Katie has been showing unacceptable attitude and behaviour for a few lessons and this morning had failed to complete her homework.”
Lindsay repeated “No homework” and reached for her notepad which was lying next to her cup of coffee.
“Well, Katie Spellman that’s six strokes of the cane on the bottom to start.” No comment came from Katie’s corner as the girl continued to stare at the wall with her hands planted firmly on her head.
Lindsay continued reading aloud.
“When she was informed that she would be placed in detention tomorrow evening for not having completed her homework, Katie calmly said “I don’t fucking care you stupid old cow!” which totally shocked me.”
Lindsay Pinkham reached over for her notepad again and began to write.
“Attitude and swearing towards teacher.” Before returning her pad to the table.
“That’s a strapping and beating with my clothes brush too, Miss Spellman.” Still no reaction from Katie, who remained still.
“I would normally send this matter to the Deputy Head Mistress, Mrs Bryant, but she is away from school today. I have talked with Katie’s Head of Year, Miss Holden and she said a visit to your study may be the most appropriate sentence for Katie, who has been in trouble previously.” Lindsay got to her feet and walked over to Joanne’s desk where her Punishment Register was kept.
She opened the drawer and brought out the hard-backed A4 book where Joanne kept a meticulous record of all the punishments she had administered since becoming Head Girl back in September the previous year. Lindsay quickly leafed through the pages from the start of the school year and soon found Katie’s name.
“Tuesday October 20 th , Katie Spellman. Sent by Mrs Carey. Lack of Homework. Hand spanked and twelve strokes with the slipper.”
Lindsay flipped a few more pages.
“Friday 13 th November” Lindsay laughed out loud. “Unlucky for you”, she thought to herself.
“Katie Spellman, Sent by Miss Mulligan. Throwing objects around the classroom. Hand spanked twenty four strokes with the slipper and six with the junior school cane. Administered on the bare bottom. Further caning given by Miss Holden, Katie’s Head of Year.”
Lindsay continued and found three further entries with Katie’s name. The final one read,
“Wednesday 11 th May, Katie Spellman, Sent by Miss Parkinson. Rudeness and swearing at form mistress. Hand spanked, use of hair brush, thirty six strokes of the slipper and twelve strokes of the senior dragon cane. Administered by Head Girl Jo Wilson and Prefect Emily Saleeb.”
Lindsay put the punishment book down and got to her feet. It was time to show this unrepentant girl who was in charge. She, after all, was the hardest girl in the school. Katie was going to learn that lesson this morning.
At that moment, fellow Prefects, Emily Saleeb, Clare O’Driscoll and Melanie Halliday walked into the room and immediately noticed Katie stood there in the corner with her hands on head. Emily marched across to Katie and stood inches from her.
“What’s she back in here for, Lindsay?” Emily placed her hands on her hips and remained staring at Katie, who had said nothing during her whole time in the Head Girl’s room.
“Oh, quite a catalogue of things, Miss.” She walked over to her friend and handed the note to Emily who didn’t hide her disgust at what seventeen year old Katie had done that morning.
“Swearing at Miss Manson?” Emily said shocked.
Lindsay nodded and watched for any reaction from Katie, now towered over by the other girls, who were both at least six inches taller than her. Still, there was no reaction.
“Miss Manson – she’s so nice and my favourite teacher.” Emily placed her right hand on Katie’s bottom. Still no reaction.
“Shame I’ve got double Chemistry next. I’d just love to give this one my full attention.” Emily moved her hand from Katie’s bottom down to her bare left leg and she smiled as Katie let out a gasp.
Lindsay laughed out loud and moved back towards the Head Girl’s desk.
“Oh, that’s a pity but I do have a full hour to make her see the error of her ways.”
With that she opened the drawer and brought out a selection of her favourite implements, making sure that she made as much noise as possible. When Katie was finally allowed to turn around to face Lindsay the first thing she saw was the slipper, with which, she was only too familiar, Lindsay’s clothes brush, wooden ruler and Joanne’s prized tawse which had been presented to her by Ms Hudson when she had been appointed Head Girl. Lindsay smiled at Katie as she walked over to the cupboard and brought out the senior dragon cane. She swished this through the air and saw Katie shudder.
As she placed this next to the other implements on her desk, the bell went to signal the end of break, and the girls said their goodbyes. It then went quiet as the commotion of crowds of students making their way to their lessons faded away and soon Katie was alone, facing a clearly angry, but determined, Lindsay Pinkham.
“Right Katie Spellman.” Lindsay picked up the wooden backed chair from behind the desk and placed it in the centre of the room.
This was a well-rehearsed ritual, as, although Joanne Wilson was the Head Girl, Lindsay had been the Prefect who had administered the most punishments that year. She had a fearful reputation and was especially severe with her hard right hand and her ebony-backed clothes brush, which had been a gift from Mrs Carey when Lindsay had been appointed as Joanne’s Deputy. Lindsay walked over to Katie and towered over her.
“Katie Spellman, you will follow my instructions without question and do exactly what you are told.”
She pushed the smaller girl gently with her sizeable breasts.
“Yes Miss Pinkham.” Katie replied quietly, clearly understanding what was going to happen to her.
Lindsay smiled. “That’s a good start Katie. Now remove all of your clothing and place it on the desk over there.”
Miss Pinkham pointed to the far side of the room and watched as the girl began to slowly remove her uniform. First came her shoes and socks. Then she unzipped and stepped out of her grey pleated school skirt. She picked these up and took them over to the desk where she neatly folded the skirt and began to remove her tie.
Meanwhile, Lindsay moved back to the desk where her implements were and picked up the clothes brush, ruler and slipper. These were placed on the floor near the chair and Lindsay took her iPhone and checked the time.
10:30 Am.
She had 50 minutes to deal with Katie. She set the timer on the phone. Lindsay did not fancy being late for Mrs Carey’s Geography class and the consequences that may come with it. By the time Lindsay had settled into the chair and ironed the creases from her skirt with her hands, Katie had removed her tie, her blouse and bra and was standing there in just a white pair of knickers.
“Come here, Katie.” Lindsay motioned with her right hand and Katie Spellman quickly made her way over to Lindsay, standing to her right hand side, nervously covering her small breasts.
“Remove your knickers and hand them to me, Katie.”
For a moment, it seemed that Katie would protest, but then thought better of it. Lindsay would surely over-power her and the punishment would end up being a heck of a lot worse.
Lindsay took the small pair of panties and placed them on the floor. “If you make too much fuss I’m going to gag your mouth with those knickers, do you understand, Katie?”
The smaller girl struggled to decide where to put her hands to cover her embarrassment, but managed to answer
“Yes, Deputy Head Girl.”
Lindsay sat back in her chair, allowing her large, well-formed breasts to strain tightly against her white cotton blouse.
“Over my lap – hands on the floor.”
Within seconds, Katie positioned herself over Lindsay’s strong lap and moved around gently until she was as comfortable as she could be.
“I’m going to make you behave Katie Spellman or at least realise that I am the hardest girl in this school, do you understand me?” Lindsay adjusted the sleeves on her white blouse and placed her large right hand on Katie’s upturned buttocks.
She began to rub her hand gently in circles across the bottom lying defenceless over her knees, and couldn’t help but notice how small Katie’s bottom was. One of the perfectly round buttocks fitted exactly into one of Lindsay’s very large hands.
“Yes, Deputy Head Girl” came the obedient reply, as Katie waited for her punishment to begin.
Lindsay Pinkham waited a few more moments, contemplating where to spank first, before finally lifting her right hand high into the air and bringing it down with a violent “crack!” right in the centre of Katie’s small buttocks. Katie wriggled violently as the smack hit home, but did not scream or yell in pain. Lindsay responded to the wriggling by slipping her free left hand under Katie’s stomach and gripping her small waist tightly so she would be unable to move.
“No, no, no! You’re not going anywhere Katie!” Lindsay said calmly as she resumed spanking the girl’s bare bottom.
The Deputy Head Girl then spent the next twenty or so minutes spanking Katie’s bottom with her extremely hard right hand, expertly changing between left and right buttock, slipping in many slaps to her thighs and most painfully, to the creases between her bottom and thighs. These smacks reduced Katie to tears and she was crying and snivelling loudly by the time Lindsay paused for a break.
“Stop your whimpering, Katie or I will gag you.” Lindsay warned as she bent down to pick up her ebony-backed clothes brush.
She gently ran the bristles across the scorching hot bottom lying over her lap. Lindsay noticed how red and hot the bottom was and smiled as she could see severe bruising on the creases between the buttocks and the thighs.
“Katie will be feeling this for days”, she thought to herself, before turning the brush over and beginning a violent beating against Katie Spellman’s already battered bottom.
After four or five smacks with the brush, Katie’s resistance broke and the girl wriggled and cried for all she was worth, but this fell on deaf ears, as Lindsay just slipped her left hand further under Katie’s stomach and pulled her closer over her lap. Lindsay laughed as her spanks hit hard and loud and she kept going until she got tired. She suddenly stopped and moved her left hand which had been holding a hysterical Katie securely in place across her lap. Lindsay felt the girl’s bottom. It was scorching hot and the bruises were clearly evident.
“Get up Katie and place your hands on your head.” Lindsay moved her hands and sat back, allowing the girl to awkwardly get back to her feet.
She snivelled and Lindsay smiled as she saw the tears dripping down Katie’s cheeks. Lindsay felt that her skirt was damp from sweat or Katie’s juices, but decided to ignore this for now. She got up and replaced the hairbrush on the desk.
“Are we feeling sorry for what we have done today, Katie Spellman?” Lindsay asked softly.
After a while of snivelling, Katie replied,
“Yes, Deputy Head Girl.”
Lindsay returned to the chair and picked up the slipper. “Right, back over you go, Katie.”
Gesturing with the slipper that she gripped tightly in her right hand. Soon, Katie was back over Lindsay’s powerful knees as Lindsay Pinkham spanked her frantically, hitting the areas of the bottom and legs which had already felt the effects of Lindsay’s powerful hand. Once again, Katie struggled and had to be held tightly in place.
Lindsay Pinkham smiled as she thrashed Katie with the slipper and then suddenly paused.
“Right, Miss Spellman, you’re making too much noise and I wouldn’t like Ms. Hudson to walk in and complain about that – she may add to your punishment, and you don’t want that, do you?”
Almost immediately, a panicked Katie said “No Miss,” through the snivels and tears.
“Well, we better gag you. Get up!” Katie was back on her feet in seconds and facing Lindsay who stood up and walked towards the desk, where she replaced the slipper.
She picked up Katie’s knickers and had a look inside, before folding them up and returning to face Katie.
“Open your mouth, Katie Spellman!” Lindsay snapped and Katie almost involuntarily complied, having her knickers forced into her mouth.
She was then pulled over to the desk where Lindsay pushed her over.
“Now for the ruler.” With that, Lindsay Pinkham walked over to the chair and picked up the foot-long wooden ruler that was lying on the floor.
She returned to the Katie and placed her left hand low down on the girl’s back pushing her down into the desk. Katie just complied and Lindsay smiled at the fact that she had finally broken the seventeen year old’s resistance. Lindsay Pinkham quickly wrapped out twenty-four strokes across the glowing red hot bottom in front of her and then placed the ruler down, glancing over at the timer on the phone. She grimaced – only twenty minutes left. She needed to get a move on.
Katie remained in position and you would never have guessed she was in the room albeit for the occasional sob and sniff. Lindsay picked up the thick, two tailed tawse and took aim against the battered bottom in front of her. She took the nasty piece of leather back behind her right shoulder and brought it crashing down against Katie’s bottom from about an eight foot height. The girl let out a muffled scream and danced about with pain.
“Back over the desk!” was all Lindsay had to command and she was soon awaiting stroke two.
Again, this came crashing down from a great height, landing expertly across the centre of Katie’s small bottom. Lindsay wrapped out thirty six quick-fire strokes with Joanne Wilson’s prized tawse and on close inspection of Katie’s bottom wondered whether she should stop the punishment there. The bottom lying helplessly in front of her was seriously hot to the touch, was swollen and the bruises on both buttocks and on her thighs were clearly visible. Katie had calmed down and was lying face down on the desk, breathing heavily and giving out the odd snivel.
Lindsay was a hard girl, but even she was beginning to feel guilty at the punishment administered that morning. However, this was a short-lived feeling. Katie Spellman was a trouble maker and had upset two of her favourite teachers over the course of the school year. Also, Joanne the Head Girl would not show her any mercy so, because she was even tougher, Lindsay would have to ensure that she beat the girl into submission.
“Nearly there, Katie.” She whispered softly.
She picked up the cane with her left hand and stroked the girl’s long blonde hair with her right hand.
“I don’t want to see you in trouble again, Miss Spellman, or you know what will be coming your way, don’t you?”
Lindsay Pinkham continued to stroke Katie’s lovely long hair, before checking the timer on her phone and deciding to get on with the punishment.
“You’re going to get twelve with the dragon cane, and all you have to do is lie there and take them.”
Lindsay stopped stroking Katie’s hair and concentrated on moving the girl back into the position she wanted her for the caning that was to come. Katie said something but it was muffled by the white panties in her mouth. The strict young Miss stepped back and began gently tapping Katie’s bottom with the cane, until she was happy where her first stroke would land. She then drew it back, high above her head and brought it down, straight across the middle of the small bottom in front of her, with a loud “crack!”
“One!” Lindsay said firmly.
She then drew the cane back behind her head and brought it down hard just below where her first stroke had landed. Katie moved slightly, but managed to stay in position.
“Two!” Lindsay already had stroke three on its way. This landed close to her first strokes.
“Three!” Lindsay stepped back and adjusted the sleeve of her blouse.
She waited for Katie to stop wriggling and once the girl had settled over the desk, Lindsay brought stroke four deliberately down low, hitting the creases of Katie’s legs and thighs. This would seriously hurt she thought, seen as most of the punishment with slipper and clothes brush had also got her there.
“Four!” Lindsay waited for Katie to compose herself once again, and then brought strokes five, six, seven and eight down in the same place as stroke four.
Katie was whimpering and sobbing loudly. The tears were flowing uncontrollably.
Lindsay Pinkham paused and placed her cool hand on Katie’s upturned bottom. It was seriously red and hot and the bruising was unlike anything that Lindsay had seen before. Still, she needed to show this naughty sixth former who was in control and picked up the cane once again. She noticed the blood on the cane and sighed. She’d have to clean that before going home today otherwise Head Girl Joanne would not be happy with her.
Those final four strokes were given as hard as Lindsay Pinkham could physically give. And to her credit, Katie Spellman took them well. By the time it was over, Katie’s bottom was bleeding in two places and the bruising would be severe. Still, she had been extremely naughty and had needed to be taught a lesson. Joanne, the Head Girl, would have done that for sure had she been there.
Still, Lindsay had some respect for naughty Katie Spellman. The pretty, blonde haired girl had taken the beating with very little fuss. Lindsay placed the cane on the desk next to where Katie was still bent over. She gently removed the now soaked knickers from Katie’s mouth and walked over to the cupboard where the first aid kit was kept. She removed some anti-bacterial wipes, a tube of cooling Aloe Vera gel and some plasters. Miss Pinkham opened the tube of gel and she returned to Katie.
“Don’t move and I’ll just clean you up a little bit before you go back to class.” Katie looked at the older girl and sniffed, rubbing tears from her eyes.
Lindsay gently wiped the small, but seriously battered bottom lying in front of her before squirting some gel into her hand and gently rubbing it into Katie’s buttocks. The girl winced but then let out a satisfied moan as the gel started to cool the heat in her bottom. Lindsay then took some plasters and covered the cuts that had appeared on both buttocks.
The Deputy Head Girl was aware of time and quickly got Katie calmed down.
“Go and get dressed.” She instructed gently, and watched the girl move across the office and she started by putting her white school knickers back on. Lindsay Pinkham busied herself by moving the implements to one side on the desk.
She would have to clean them all after her Geography class with Mrs Carey. More importantly, she needed to complete the entry in Joanne’s punishment book She grabbed her pen and the book and opened the next clean page and began to write, keeping her eye on Katie, who by now, had her blouse and skirt on and was struggling to replace her socks.
“Hurry up Katie and I’ll take you back to class.” Lindsay stared at the girl, who was still sniffing and wiping away tears.
“Yes, Head Girl”, she replied.
Lindsay Pinkham laughed. “Not quite yet, Katie, but thank you.”
She returned to the punishment book and wrote her entry.
“Thursday 16 th June, Katie Spellman, Sent by Miss Manson. Rudeness and swearing at teacher. Defiance. Hand spanked, use of clothes brush, thirty six strokes of the slipper, twenty-four strokes of the ruler, thirty-six strokes of the tawse and twelve strokes of the senior dragon cane. Administered by Deputy Head Girl Lindsay A. Pinkham xx.”
Lindsay replaced the book in the desk drawer and closed it quietly, just as her alarm went on her phone. She had five minutes to get to Mrs Carey’s Geography class. She stood up and buttoned up her white blouse. She walked over to the sofa and grabbed her tie which she quickly tied, checking her appearance in the mirror. She glanced at Katie, who was also ready and watching her sorrowfully. Lindsay realised how sore and painful her bottom and thighs must be, but didn’t want to show that she felt guilty for being so hard on the girl.
The Deputy Head Girl grabbed her Geography essay from the table and placed it in her bag, checking her long, dark hair in the mirror.
“I’d better write you a note why you missed you last lesson, so you don’t get sent back to me.” Lindsay reached for some paper and scrawled a quick note.
“Who’s your teacher?” the older girl asked softly.
“Mrs Taylor, Miss. I’ve missed French today.” Katie was rubbing her bottom through her short school skirt.
“Dear Mrs Taylor. I apologise that Katie Spellman missed your lesson today. This was because she was with me after an incident in History this morning. Lindsay A. Pinkham, Deputy Head Girl.”
Lindsay folded the note up and handed it across to Katie.
“You had better hand that to Miss before you go to next lesson otherwise she’ll probably send you to Miss Parkinson or myself to be punished again and we don’t want that, do we Katie?”
The now remorseful girl placed the note in her blouse pocket.
“No Lindsay.” Katie realised that she had said something wrong and Lindsay was on her immediately.
“Err, no Katie Spellman. You must still address me as Deputy Head Girl or Miss Pinkham.”
“Yes, Deputy Head Girl, Sorry Deputy Head Girl.” Katie looked terrified that Lindsay would reach over to her desk and start on her bottom with the implements again.
She need not have worried. At that moment the bell went and Lindsay was already at the door of the room.
“Come on, Katie. Let’s get back to class.”
Smiling warmly, Lindsay Pinkham held the door wide open as Katie walked past her and into the corridor which was beginning to fill with students on their way to the final lesson before lunch. Lindsay watched Katie blend into the crowd and shook her head as she closed her door, locking it with her key before making her way to Mrs Carey’s class with what she hoped was another A* homework.
Lindsay smiled as she removed her school tie and threw it on the sofa across the room. She didn’t have any lessons until before lunchtime and was going to relax. She also planned to complete her Geography homework for Mrs Carey, as she had been unable to complete this the previous evening. She didn’t fancy getting told off and then sent to Ms Hudson to explain why one of the senior students at the school had not done her homework. It would result in the cane for sure and perhaps the loss of her coveted position.
She shuddered at the thought of bending over Ms Hudson’s desk and winced at the memory of the only punishment she had ever received in her near seven years at the school – four strokes of the cane across her skirt for cheating in an end of year examination. That had been embarrassing. The punishment had been administered by her English Mistress, Mrs Davies. Lindsay remembered how much it had hurt and how cold Mrs Davies had been towards her before, during and for a long time after the punishment.
The room was warm that summer’s day and Lindsay found herself opening the window and then unbuttoning her white school blouse. She would definitely have to make sure she was properly dressed before heading off to her Geography class with Mrs Carey later that morning. She was a stickler for perfect appearance, even if it was sweltering in the sun outside. Lindsay got down to her Geography homework and glanced up at the clock on the wall as she added the finishing touches to yet another exceptional essay.
10:05 Am.
Lindsay smiled. Break time in five minutes. She got up from the desk and walked over to the kettle, flipping the switch to boil the water to make the morning coffee for her fellow Prefects.
At that moment there was a quiet knock on her door and Lindsay wondered if it was just someone brushing against the door by accident. However, she decided to investigate and was soon at the door. She could hear someone outside in the corridor and opened the door firmly, hopefully to show the person on the other side of the door that she was in a bad mood. Lindsay was such a good actress. The Deputy Head Girl was an extremely tall girl. Standing at over six feet tall she was arguably the tallest girl in the school and probably explained why she was the school’s netball star.
She looked down and immediately recognised Katie Spellman, standing there, looking nervous, and holding a note in her right hand. Katie Spellman, the troublesome lower sixth form girl who Head Girl Joanne Wilson had taken a real dislike to over the last year. Despite being in the senior years at St Catherine’s School and being seventeen years old, Katie still messed about and was punished constantly by her teachers, or the Prefects, for various acts of unacceptable behaviour. Lindsay waited for Katie to speak, but nothing came from the girl’s mouth.
“What do you want, Katie Spellman?” Lindsay snapped, hopefully with such a tone to make Katie think that Lindsay was in a seriously bad mood.
Katie struggled to find the words and Lindsay knew that she had the girl where she wanted.
“Well, who sent you here?” Lindsay pushed her door wide open.
She smiled as Katie realised that there would be no getting out of the punishment coming her way.
“Miss Manson, Deputy Head Girl.” Katie stared at her shoes, avoiding Lindsay’s stare that felt as if it was burning through her.
Lindsay Pinkham placed her hands on her hips, at that moment becoming aware that she still had two buttons of her white blouse undone.
“Get in here and give me that note!” She snapped and took the small piece of paper from Katie’s right hand.
The diminutive Katie stepped past the much taller Deputy Head Girl, who followed and closed the door behind her quietly.
“Get over in that corner.” Lindsay pointed to the far side of the large room and Katie moved quickly to avoid the older girl’s growing temper.
“Face the wall, hands on head and don’t move until I tell you, Katie Spellman!” The Deputy Head Girl felt herself close to laughter as she watched the girl follow her instructions.
Lindsay Pinkham returned to the kettle and placed the note on the worktop next to it. She took her time making her morning coffee and then took her steaming mug and the note and returned to the sofa across from where Katie was still stood in silence, hands on head. Lindsay placed her cup on the table in front of her and unfolded the note, deliberately making as much noise doing it so that the other girl could hear
“Dear Head Girl” Lindsay read out loud. “Well, nearly”, she thought to herself.
“I have sent Katie Spellman from Miss Parkinson’s form to you this morning due to her unacceptable attitude and behaviour during my History lesson.” Lindsay Pinkham tutted loudly before continuing.
“Katie has been showing unacceptable attitude and behaviour for a few lessons and this morning had failed to complete her homework.”
Lindsay repeated “No homework” and reached for her notepad which was lying next to her cup of coffee.
“Well, Katie Spellman that’s six strokes of the cane on the bottom to start.” No comment came from Katie’s corner as the girl continued to stare at the wall with her hands planted firmly on her head.
Lindsay continued reading aloud.
“When she was informed that she would be placed in detention tomorrow evening for not having completed her homework, Katie calmly said “I don’t fucking care you stupid old cow!” which totally shocked me.”
Lindsay Pinkham reached over for her notepad again and began to write.
“Attitude and swearing towards teacher.” Before returning her pad to the table.
“That’s a strapping and beating with my clothes brush too, Miss Spellman.” Still no reaction from Katie, who remained still.
“I would normally send this matter to the Deputy Head Mistress, Mrs Bryant, but she is away from school today. I have talked with Katie’s Head of Year, Miss Holden and she said a visit to your study may be the most appropriate sentence for Katie, who has been in trouble previously.” Lindsay got to her feet and walked over to Joanne’s desk where her Punishment Register was kept.
She opened the drawer and brought out the hard-backed A4 book where Joanne kept a meticulous record of all the punishments she had administered since becoming Head Girl back in September the previous year. Lindsay quickly leafed through the pages from the start of the school year and soon found Katie’s name.
“Tuesday October 20 th , Katie Spellman. Sent by Mrs Carey. Lack of Homework. Hand spanked and twelve strokes with the slipper.”
Lindsay flipped a few more pages.
“Friday 13 th November” Lindsay laughed out loud. “Unlucky for you”, she thought to herself.
“Katie Spellman, Sent by Miss Mulligan. Throwing objects around the classroom. Hand spanked twenty four strokes with the slipper and six with the junior school cane. Administered on the bare bottom. Further caning given by Miss Holden, Katie’s Head of Year.”
Lindsay continued and found three further entries with Katie’s name. The final one read,
“Wednesday 11 th May, Katie Spellman, Sent by Miss Parkinson. Rudeness and swearing at form mistress. Hand spanked, use of hair brush, thirty six strokes of the slipper and twelve strokes of the senior dragon cane. Administered by Head Girl Jo Wilson and Prefect Emily Saleeb.”
Lindsay put the punishment book down and got to her feet. It was time to show this unrepentant girl who was in charge. She, after all, was the hardest girl in the school. Katie was going to learn that lesson this morning.
At that moment, fellow Prefects, Emily Saleeb, Clare O’Driscoll and Melanie Halliday walked into the room and immediately noticed Katie stood there in the corner with her hands on head. Emily marched across to Katie and stood inches from her.
“What’s she back in here for, Lindsay?” Emily placed her hands on her hips and remained staring at Katie, who had said nothing during her whole time in the Head Girl’s room.
“Oh, quite a catalogue of things, Miss.” She walked over to her friend and handed the note to Emily who didn’t hide her disgust at what seventeen year old Katie had done that morning.
“Swearing at Miss Manson?” Emily said shocked.
Lindsay nodded and watched for any reaction from Katie, now towered over by the other girls, who were both at least six inches taller than her. Still, there was no reaction.
“Miss Manson – she’s so nice and my favourite teacher.” Emily placed her right hand on Katie’s bottom. Still no reaction.
“Shame I’ve got double Chemistry next. I’d just love to give this one my full attention.” Emily moved her hand from Katie’s bottom down to her bare left leg and she smiled as Katie let out a gasp.
Lindsay laughed out loud and moved back towards the Head Girl’s desk.
“Oh, that’s a pity but I do have a full hour to make her see the error of her ways.”
With that she opened the drawer and brought out a selection of her favourite implements, making sure that she made as much noise as possible. When Katie was finally allowed to turn around to face Lindsay the first thing she saw was the slipper, with which, she was only too familiar, Lindsay’s clothes brush, wooden ruler and Joanne’s prized tawse which had been presented to her by Ms Hudson when she had been appointed Head Girl. Lindsay smiled at Katie as she walked over to the cupboard and brought out the senior dragon cane. She swished this through the air and saw Katie shudder.
As she placed this next to the other implements on her desk, the bell went to signal the end of break, and the girls said their goodbyes. It then went quiet as the commotion of crowds of students making their way to their lessons faded away and soon Katie was alone, facing a clearly angry, but determined, Lindsay Pinkham.
“Right Katie Spellman.” Lindsay picked up the wooden backed chair from behind the desk and placed it in the centre of the room.
This was a well-rehearsed ritual, as, although Joanne Wilson was the Head Girl, Lindsay had been the Prefect who had administered the most punishments that year. She had a fearful reputation and was especially severe with her hard right hand and her ebony-backed clothes brush, which had been a gift from Mrs Carey when Lindsay had been appointed as Joanne’s Deputy. Lindsay walked over to Katie and towered over her.
“Katie Spellman, you will follow my instructions without question and do exactly what you are told.”
She pushed the smaller girl gently with her sizeable breasts.
“Yes Miss Pinkham.” Katie replied quietly, clearly understanding what was going to happen to her.
Lindsay smiled. “That’s a good start Katie. Now remove all of your clothing and place it on the desk over there.”
Miss Pinkham pointed to the far side of the room and watched as the girl began to slowly remove her uniform. First came her shoes and socks. Then she unzipped and stepped out of her grey pleated school skirt. She picked these up and took them over to the desk where she neatly folded the skirt and began to remove her tie.
Meanwhile, Lindsay moved back to the desk where her implements were and picked up the clothes brush, ruler and slipper. These were placed on the floor near the chair and Lindsay took her iPhone and checked the time.
10:30 Am.
She had 50 minutes to deal with Katie. She set the timer on the phone. Lindsay did not fancy being late for Mrs Carey’s Geography class and the consequences that may come with it. By the time Lindsay had settled into the chair and ironed the creases from her skirt with her hands, Katie had removed her tie, her blouse and bra and was standing there in just a white pair of knickers.
“Come here, Katie.” Lindsay motioned with her right hand and Katie Spellman quickly made her way over to Lindsay, standing to her right hand side, nervously covering her small breasts.
“Remove your knickers and hand them to me, Katie.”
For a moment, it seemed that Katie would protest, but then thought better of it. Lindsay would surely over-power her and the punishment would end up being a heck of a lot worse.
Lindsay took the small pair of panties and placed them on the floor. “If you make too much fuss I’m going to gag your mouth with those knickers, do you understand, Katie?”
The smaller girl struggled to decide where to put her hands to cover her embarrassment, but managed to answer
“Yes, Deputy Head Girl.”
Lindsay sat back in her chair, allowing her large, well-formed breasts to strain tightly against her white cotton blouse.
“Over my lap – hands on the floor.”
Within seconds, Katie positioned herself over Lindsay’s strong lap and moved around gently until she was as comfortable as she could be.
“I’m going to make you behave Katie Spellman or at least realise that I am the hardest girl in this school, do you understand me?” Lindsay adjusted the sleeves on her white blouse and placed her large right hand on Katie’s upturned buttocks.
She began to rub her hand gently in circles across the bottom lying defenceless over her knees, and couldn’t help but notice how small Katie’s bottom was. One of the perfectly round buttocks fitted exactly into one of Lindsay’s very large hands.
“Yes, Deputy Head Girl” came the obedient reply, as Katie waited for her punishment to begin.
Lindsay Pinkham waited a few more moments, contemplating where to spank first, before finally lifting her right hand high into the air and bringing it down with a violent “crack!” right in the centre of Katie’s small buttocks. Katie wriggled violently as the smack hit home, but did not scream or yell in pain. Lindsay responded to the wriggling by slipping her free left hand under Katie’s stomach and gripping her small waist tightly so she would be unable to move.
“No, no, no! You’re not going anywhere Katie!” Lindsay said calmly as she resumed spanking the girl’s bare bottom.
The Deputy Head Girl then spent the next twenty or so minutes spanking Katie’s bottom with her extremely hard right hand, expertly changing between left and right buttock, slipping in many slaps to her thighs and most painfully, to the creases between her bottom and thighs. These smacks reduced Katie to tears and she was crying and snivelling loudly by the time Lindsay paused for a break.
“Stop your whimpering, Katie or I will gag you.” Lindsay warned as she bent down to pick up her ebony-backed clothes brush.
She gently ran the bristles across the scorching hot bottom lying over her lap. Lindsay noticed how red and hot the bottom was and smiled as she could see severe bruising on the creases between the buttocks and the thighs.
“Katie will be feeling this for days”, she thought to herself, before turning the brush over and beginning a violent beating against Katie Spellman’s already battered bottom.
After four or five smacks with the brush, Katie’s resistance broke and the girl wriggled and cried for all she was worth, but this fell on deaf ears, as Lindsay just slipped her left hand further under Katie’s stomach and pulled her closer over her lap. Lindsay laughed as her spanks hit hard and loud and she kept going until she got tired. She suddenly stopped and moved her left hand which had been holding a hysterical Katie securely in place across her lap. Lindsay felt the girl’s bottom. It was scorching hot and the bruises were clearly evident.
“Get up Katie and place your hands on your head.” Lindsay moved her hands and sat back, allowing the girl to awkwardly get back to her feet.
She snivelled and Lindsay smiled as she saw the tears dripping down Katie’s cheeks. Lindsay felt that her skirt was damp from sweat or Katie’s juices, but decided to ignore this for now. She got up and replaced the hairbrush on the desk.
“Are we feeling sorry for what we have done today, Katie Spellman?” Lindsay asked softly.
After a while of snivelling, Katie replied,
“Yes, Deputy Head Girl.”
Lindsay returned to the chair and picked up the slipper. “Right, back over you go, Katie.”
Gesturing with the slipper that she gripped tightly in her right hand. Soon, Katie was back over Lindsay’s powerful knees as Lindsay Pinkham spanked her frantically, hitting the areas of the bottom and legs which had already felt the effects of Lindsay’s powerful hand. Once again, Katie struggled and had to be held tightly in place.
Lindsay Pinkham smiled as she thrashed Katie with the slipper and then suddenly paused.
“Right, Miss Spellman, you’re making too much noise and I wouldn’t like Ms. Hudson to walk in and complain about that – she may add to your punishment, and you don’t want that, do you?”
Almost immediately, a panicked Katie said “No Miss,” through the snivels and tears.
“Well, we better gag you. Get up!” Katie was back on her feet in seconds and facing Lindsay who stood up and walked towards the desk, where she replaced the slipper.
She picked up Katie’s knickers and had a look inside, before folding them up and returning to face Katie.
“Open your mouth, Katie Spellman!” Lindsay snapped and Katie almost involuntarily complied, having her knickers forced into her mouth.
She was then pulled over to the desk where Lindsay pushed her over.
“Now for the ruler.” With that, Lindsay Pinkham walked over to the chair and picked up the foot-long wooden ruler that was lying on the floor.
She returned to the Katie and placed her left hand low down on the girl’s back pushing her down into the desk. Katie just complied and Lindsay smiled at the fact that she had finally broken the seventeen year old’s resistance. Lindsay Pinkham quickly wrapped out twenty-four strokes across the glowing red hot bottom in front of her and then placed the ruler down, glancing over at the timer on the phone. She grimaced – only twenty minutes left. She needed to get a move on.
Katie remained in position and you would never have guessed she was in the room albeit for the occasional sob and sniff. Lindsay picked up the thick, two tailed tawse and took aim against the battered bottom in front of her. She took the nasty piece of leather back behind her right shoulder and brought it crashing down against Katie’s bottom from about an eight foot height. The girl let out a muffled scream and danced about with pain.
“Back over the desk!” was all Lindsay had to command and she was soon awaiting stroke two.
Again, this came crashing down from a great height, landing expertly across the centre of Katie’s small bottom. Lindsay wrapped out thirty six quick-fire strokes with Joanne Wilson’s prized tawse and on close inspection of Katie’s bottom wondered whether she should stop the punishment there. The bottom lying helplessly in front of her was seriously hot to the touch, was swollen and the bruises on both buttocks and on her thighs were clearly visible. Katie had calmed down and was lying face down on the desk, breathing heavily and giving out the odd snivel.
Lindsay was a hard girl, but even she was beginning to feel guilty at the punishment administered that morning. However, this was a short-lived feeling. Katie Spellman was a trouble maker and had upset two of her favourite teachers over the course of the school year. Also, Joanne the Head Girl would not show her any mercy so, because she was even tougher, Lindsay would have to ensure that she beat the girl into submission.
“Nearly there, Katie.” She whispered softly.
She picked up the cane with her left hand and stroked the girl’s long blonde hair with her right hand.
“I don’t want to see you in trouble again, Miss Spellman, or you know what will be coming your way, don’t you?”
Lindsay Pinkham continued to stroke Katie’s lovely long hair, before checking the timer on her phone and deciding to get on with the punishment.
“You’re going to get twelve with the dragon cane, and all you have to do is lie there and take them.”
Lindsay stopped stroking Katie’s hair and concentrated on moving the girl back into the position she wanted her for the caning that was to come. Katie said something but it was muffled by the white panties in her mouth. The strict young Miss stepped back and began gently tapping Katie’s bottom with the cane, until she was happy where her first stroke would land. She then drew it back, high above her head and brought it down, straight across the middle of the small bottom in front of her, with a loud “crack!”
“One!” Lindsay said firmly.
She then drew the cane back behind her head and brought it down hard just below where her first stroke had landed. Katie moved slightly, but managed to stay in position.
“Two!” Lindsay already had stroke three on its way. This landed close to her first strokes.
“Three!” Lindsay stepped back and adjusted the sleeve of her blouse.
She waited for Katie to stop wriggling and once the girl had settled over the desk, Lindsay brought stroke four deliberately down low, hitting the creases of Katie’s legs and thighs. This would seriously hurt she thought, seen as most of the punishment with slipper and clothes brush had also got her there.
“Four!” Lindsay waited for Katie to compose herself once again, and then brought strokes five, six, seven and eight down in the same place as stroke four.
Katie was whimpering and sobbing loudly. The tears were flowing uncontrollably.
Lindsay Pinkham paused and placed her cool hand on Katie’s upturned bottom. It was seriously red and hot and the bruising was unlike anything that Lindsay had seen before. Still, she needed to show this naughty sixth former who was in control and picked up the cane once again. She noticed the blood on the cane and sighed. She’d have to clean that before going home today otherwise Head Girl Joanne would not be happy with her.
Those final four strokes were given as hard as Lindsay Pinkham could physically give. And to her credit, Katie Spellman took them well. By the time it was over, Katie’s bottom was bleeding in two places and the bruising would be severe. Still, she had been extremely naughty and had needed to be taught a lesson. Joanne, the Head Girl, would have done that for sure had she been there.
Still, Lindsay had some respect for naughty Katie Spellman. The pretty, blonde haired girl had taken the beating with very little fuss. Lindsay placed the cane on the desk next to where Katie was still bent over. She gently removed the now soaked knickers from Katie’s mouth and walked over to the cupboard where the first aid kit was kept. She removed some anti-bacterial wipes, a tube of cooling Aloe Vera gel and some plasters. Miss Pinkham opened the tube of gel and she returned to Katie.
“Don’t move and I’ll just clean you up a little bit before you go back to class.” Katie looked at the older girl and sniffed, rubbing tears from her eyes.
Lindsay gently wiped the small, but seriously battered bottom lying in front of her before squirting some gel into her hand and gently rubbing it into Katie’s buttocks. The girl winced but then let out a satisfied moan as the gel started to cool the heat in her bottom. Lindsay then took some plasters and covered the cuts that had appeared on both buttocks.
The Deputy Head Girl was aware of time and quickly got Katie calmed down.
“Go and get dressed.” She instructed gently, and watched the girl move across the office and she started by putting her white school knickers back on. Lindsay Pinkham busied herself by moving the implements to one side on the desk.
She would have to clean them all after her Geography class with Mrs Carey. More importantly, she needed to complete the entry in Joanne’s punishment book She grabbed her pen and the book and opened the next clean page and began to write, keeping her eye on Katie, who by now, had her blouse and skirt on and was struggling to replace her socks.
“Hurry up Katie and I’ll take you back to class.” Lindsay stared at the girl, who was still sniffing and wiping away tears.
“Yes, Head Girl”, she replied.
Lindsay Pinkham laughed. “Not quite yet, Katie, but thank you.”
She returned to the punishment book and wrote her entry.
“Thursday 16 th June, Katie Spellman, Sent by Miss Manson. Rudeness and swearing at teacher. Defiance. Hand spanked, use of clothes brush, thirty six strokes of the slipper, twenty-four strokes of the ruler, thirty-six strokes of the tawse and twelve strokes of the senior dragon cane. Administered by Deputy Head Girl Lindsay A. Pinkham xx.”
Lindsay replaced the book in the desk drawer and closed it quietly, just as her alarm went on her phone. She had five minutes to get to Mrs Carey’s Geography class. She stood up and buttoned up her white blouse. She walked over to the sofa and grabbed her tie which she quickly tied, checking her appearance in the mirror. She glanced at Katie, who was also ready and watching her sorrowfully. Lindsay realised how sore and painful her bottom and thighs must be, but didn’t want to show that she felt guilty for being so hard on the girl.
The Deputy Head Girl grabbed her Geography essay from the table and placed it in her bag, checking her long, dark hair in the mirror.
“I’d better write you a note why you missed you last lesson, so you don’t get sent back to me.” Lindsay reached for some paper and scrawled a quick note.
“Who’s your teacher?” the older girl asked softly.
“Mrs Taylor, Miss. I’ve missed French today.” Katie was rubbing her bottom through her short school skirt.
“Dear Mrs Taylor. I apologise that Katie Spellman missed your lesson today. This was because she was with me after an incident in History this morning. Lindsay A. Pinkham, Deputy Head Girl.”
Lindsay folded the note up and handed it across to Katie.
“You had better hand that to Miss before you go to next lesson otherwise she’ll probably send you to Miss Parkinson or myself to be punished again and we don’t want that, do we Katie?”
The now remorseful girl placed the note in her blouse pocket.
“No Lindsay.” Katie realised that she had said something wrong and Lindsay was on her immediately.
“Err, no Katie Spellman. You must still address me as Deputy Head Girl or Miss Pinkham.”
“Yes, Deputy Head Girl, Sorry Deputy Head Girl.” Katie looked terrified that Lindsay would reach over to her desk and start on her bottom with the implements again.
She need not have worried. At that moment the bell went and Lindsay was already at the door of the room.
“Come on, Katie. Let’s get back to class.”
Smiling warmly, Lindsay Pinkham held the door wide open as Katie walked past her and into the corridor which was beginning to fill with students on their way to the final lesson before lunch. Lindsay watched Katie blend into the crowd and shook her head as she closed her door, locking it with her key before making her way to Mrs Carey’s class with what she hoped was another A* homework.
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