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Eventually, Chloe Williams had managed to stand up and stood, rubbing her eyes and wiping her nose with her hands as she stood in the far corner of Miss Marks’ office. The young Head Mistress smiled at Amber as she got up from the chair, which she turned around and placed in front of her desk. Next, she picked the clothes brush and paddle up from the floor and placed them back on her desk before she took hold of the large, dark brown slipper in her left hand. She playfully tapped it against the palm of her right hand as she walked across to where Emily Richardson was bent over her table, the girl’s already bruised bottom standing out proudly.
“Right, Emily. Twenty-four smacks with the slipper and again, no fuss or I’ll start over. Do you want Miss Fox here to hold your arms so that you don’t move?” Amelia had already taken up her position to the dark-haired girl’s left-hand side.
Emily Richardson was still sobbing from the clothes brush and the paddle, but she was determined to take her punishment with as little fuss as possible. She turned to her left hand side and saw the Head Mistress, her blouse now outside her navy skirt, slipper in her right hand at the ready.
“No, Miss Marks,” Emily managed to reply.
Amelia nodded and reached over with her left arm, pulling the girl close and ensuring that she couldn’t move. The experienced disciplinarian then administered the smacks with the heavy slipper in batches of four, mainly targeting the sixteen-year-old’s already sore and bruised bottom.
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
The dark-haired Year Eleven student kicked her right leg up as the slipper re-ignited the fire in her bottom, but it was useless. Amelia held her down using all her strength to hold the sobbing girl in position over her table. She waited until the dark-haired girl had calmed herself before completing this part of her punishment. Miss Marks smiled over at Amber, as she continued to spank the girl with the large slipper at regular intervals, in between Emily’s shouts and screams and promises to be good if only the young Head Mistress would stop.
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
After a few minutes, Miss Marks stopped and released the grip that she had around the girl’s slim waist. Emily Richardson remained bent over the table crying loudly.
“Up you get, Emily, and go and stand where Chloe is. Young lady, come over here and take Emily’s position over the table.” Amelia shifted her attention to the blonde-haired girl who was still sniffing and sobbing from the clothes brush and paddle.
A couple of minutes later, Miss Marks had her left arm around the blonde-haired girl’s waist and took aim with the nasty slipper. She tapped it against Chloe Williams’ already red and bruised bottom and wasted no time in administering the twenty-four smacks across the sobbing girl’s sore bottom. Again, Amelia laid her swipes out in sets of four, catching the girl as hard as physically possible across the flabby centre of her large bottom before finishing her off with half a dozen smacks at full-force that caught Chloe across the creases in between her bum cheeks and her thighs.
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”
Amelia left the blonde-haired girl lying bent over the table. She was sobbing and sniffing loudly and desperately trying to wipe the tears from her eyes that continued to fall freely. Behind her, the Head Mistress walked back to her desk and laid the slipper down next to her clothes brush and leather paddle. She picked up the black, woollen handled dragon cane and flexed it both hands before taking a few practice swipes with it to get the feel for it. As the thin, but dense, cane swished through the air, Amelia looked at Emily Richardson, who had placed her right hand in her mouth and was nervously chewing on her fingernails. She had been caned before and knew exactly how much it had hurt. This, however, was going to be far worse. Firstly, what Chloe and herself had done had been seriously out of order and secondly, Amelia Marks was clearly very angry.
The young, dark-haired Head Mistress walked back to the table, the cane in her right hand. She smiled sweetly at Amber, who was struggling to hide the fact that she had become so aroused as she watched the two girls being punished.
“Right, Chloe. Up you get and back in the corner. Emily. Over the table once more and then I’ll finish your punishment.” She tapped the end of her cane against the wooden table.
Within a minute, Chloe was standing in the corner, sniffing and sobbing and wiping her eyes and her nose on the back of her hand. Her friend was bent over the table once again, her red and bruised bare bottom on show. The Head Mistress stepped forward and carefully folded the girl’s light blue blouse out of the way before stepping back and taking up her position at Emily Richardson’s left-hand side. Amelia paused as she adjusted her light green blouse. She kicked off her shoes and began tapping the cane against the sixteen-year-old’s bottom.
“Now. Twelve strokes, Emily, and you need to just take them with no fuss, please. If you make me stop due to fidgeting around, or standing up, then I’ll start over. Am I making myself clear, young lady?” Miss Marks placed her left hand on her hip and bent her left knee slightly as she took aim.
The dark-haired schoolgirl buried her head in her arms and nodded.
“Yes, Miss. I’m sorry, Miss,” the girl replied a moment later, her voice muffled by her arms.
Amelia Marks nodded and raised the cane in the air. She took a deep breath before looking across at Amber, then she returned her attention to the small bottom lying in front of her. The cane was sent on its way a moment later and landed across the centre of Emily’s right buttock.
“Thwack!”
The dark-haired Year Eleven girl had been caned before but knew that the Head Mistress would ensure that this would be even more painful than the previous time. She hated repeat offenders who had not learned their lesson. Amelia took aim once again.
“Thwack!”
Emily buried her head deeper in her arms and tried not to shout out as the pain burned across her left bum cheek. The young Head Mistress said nothing as she continued to lay out her strokes at regular intervals, allowing the girl a few moments between each one to calm herself and to re-take her position across the table.
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
After the first half a dozen strokes, Amelia paused and leaned in close to inspect her handiwork. She ran her warm right hand over the marks that her cane had left across Emily Richardson’s small bottom. She smiled as she could see the six, neat, straight, red tram lines which had appeared across the dark-haired girl’s bottom – three across each bum cheek. Once she was satisfied, Amelia re-took her position at the girl’s left-hand side and began tapping her bottom with the cane once more.
“A final six just to drive my message – and my displeasure with you – home, Emily,” Amelia Marks spoke sternly as she brought her cane down once more.
“Thwack!”
The sixteen-year-old finally broke and shouted out loudly, promising to be good in future if only the Head Mistress stopped. She fought the urge to jump up and place both hands over her bottom to protect it from further punishment. The girl just about managed it as Miss Marks ignored her pleas and promises, administering those final strokes slow and hard, so that by the end of the caning, Emily had six, thin, neat red tram lines on each buttock.
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
The dark-haired Head Mistress smiled at Amber Fox as she leaned over and looked at the sobbing girl’s bottom. It was a mixture of shades of light and dark reds and bruises had started to appear on the sixteen-year-old’s bottom and tops of her thighs. There was a prominent set of red lines across both buttocks, which would mean that she would not be able to sit down for a few days without feeling it and being reminded of the consequences for her poor behaviour. Amelia gave the girl a few minutes to recover and calm herself and once she was happy that Emily had settled herself, she looked across at Chloe Williams.
“Okay, girls. Emily, up you get, young lady and go and stand in the corner. Chloe, over the table and like I warned Emily, no fuss or I’ll just keep starting over.” She stared at the blonde-haired girl.
Emily Richardson got to her feet slowly and fought the urge to rub her burning backside, instead heading for the safety of the far corner of Amelia’s office. Her friend tentatively walked over to the table and slowly lowered herself down, placing her face in her arms and closing her eyes. Behind her, the Head Mistress carefully folded her light blue blouse out of the way before she re-took her position to the girl’s left-hand side. She wasted no time in laying the cane across Chloe’s bottom, gently tapping it against the bare bottom until she was satisfied where her first stroke would land.
“Now, Chloe. No fuss. You deserve every stroke this afternoon for your awful behaviour. You should think yourselves lucky that I’m not permanently excluding you too.” Miss Marks drew the cane back and took a breath.
“Yes, Miss. I’m sorry, Miss. I’ll be good, I promise, Miss,” the blonde-haired girl spat out in between her sobs and sniffs.
Amelia nodded and brought the cane down, the swooshing sound it made broken when it connected with the fleshy centre of Chloe Williams’ right bum cheek.
“Thwack!”
The sixteen-year-old felt that first stroke but tried to take them the best she could. She buried her head in her arms and tried to concentrate upon counting off the remaining strokes.
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
As she had done during Emily’s caning, Amelia paused and leaned over to inspect Chloe Williams’ bottom. She smiled as she could see the shades of dark red covering the girl’s bottom and thighs and the six, deep red tram lines that had appeared from her cane. The young Head Mistress wasted very little time in re-taking her position at Chloe’s left-hand side and laying her cane out once more, tapping the sixteen-year-old’s bottom gently until she was satisfied.
Those final half a dozen strokes were given as hard as the small, dark-haired Head Mistress could give and they took a while to complete, seen as Chloe struggled. She swayed and wriggled as she fought hard to stay in position over Amelia’s table. She was desperate to avoid incurring additional strokes and cried and pleaded that she would be a good girl from now on. Miss Marks simply waited for the girl to be quiet before administering the next stroke.
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
“Thwack!”
Amelia left the sobbing sixteen-year-old bent over her table while she walked back to her desk and opened the top left-hand drawer. She pulled out a box of wipes and carefully cleaned her cane, clothes brush and leather paddle before returning them to their rightful places. Miss Marks threw the used wipes in her bin and smiled across at Amber Fox, who was desperate to relieve herself in the female staff toilets after what she had just witnessed.
“Right, ladies. Chloe, stand up. Emily, go and get yourself dressed.” She stood staring at Emily Richardson, her hands placed on her hips.
As both girls slowly, and carefully, sorted out their various items of clothing and then attempted to dress without causing themselves any more pain, Amelia Marks looked across at Amber, who was still sitting across from where the two girls were getting dressed.
“Well, Miss Fox. There we are. Two naughty young ladies being punished for their bad behaviour.” She smiled angelically.
“Thank you for witnessing that for me. I’m sure that I’ve kept you long enough and that you have some work to do,” the short, dark-haired woman continued.
Amber took that as her sign to leave Amelia’s office. She pushed her chair back and stood up, careful not to look at the two girls who were still struggling to get dressed. Miss Fox carefully slid her chair back under the table and walked across to the office door.
“No problem, Miss Marks,” Amber Fox said truthfully.
She had enjoyed witnessing the girls’ punishment and hoped that her boss would ask her to witness more in the future. Miss Fox had found the whole thing arousing and could feel the dampness in her knickers. Amber opened the office door gently and pulled the door open before stepping out into reception and closing the door behind her. She smiled at Katie Schofield, who was sitting in her chair, looking flustered. The red-haired woman quickly walked across the reception area and returned to her desk.
“Thanks for that, Katie. I’m really grateful.” Amber Fox smiled at the younger woman, who smiled back at her before returning to her own office.
The Head Mistress’ secretary tried to focus on the jobs that she knew that she needed to do that afternoon before she could go home but found it difficult to get what she had witnessed out of her head.
“Maybe I should have a chat with Amy or Rachel and see if they’ll let me witness some more punishments or, better still, even give me an introduction to it.” The young receptionist grew even more aroused at the thought.
As the two Year Eleven girls finished getting dressed, Amelia Marks filled in the entries in the Punishment Book before closing the large, hardbacked book and placing her pen on her desk in front of her.
Date: Thursday 20th October 2022
Name: Emily Richardson
Form Class: 11 LPS
Reason for Punishment: Damaging changing rooms and vandalism
Punishment: Over-the-knee hand spanking, clothes brush, leather paddle, smacked with the slipper and twelve strokes on the bottom with the senior dragon cane.
Administered by Miss Amelia J. Marks – Head Mistress
Witnessed: Miss Amber Fox – Head Mistress’ Secretary
Date: Thursday 20th October 2022
Name: Chloe Williams
Form Class: 11 KAS
Reason for Punishment: Damaging changing rooms and vandalism
Punishment: Over-the-knee hand spanking, clothes brush, leather paddle, smacked with the slipper and twelve strokes on the bottom with the senior dragon cane.
Administered by Miss Amelia J. Marks – Head Mistress
Witnessed: Miss Amber Fox – Head Mistress’ Secretary
Once Emily and Chloe were dressed, Amelia Marks looked at the two girls who were still giving out the occasional sniff and sob as well as wiping their noses and eyes. The Head Mistress sat back in her leather chair and stared at both girls.
“Now, ladies. I hope that I do not have to deal with you again but, be assured, that if I do, then I will cane you again and then it will most likely be a permanent exclusion for each of you. I still can’t believe that any young lady at this school would behave in such a manner especially when they are representing Alannah Lawrence Girls’ at another school. I am disgusted with your behaviour and I hope that your punishment this afternoon means that you have learned your lesson.” She paused and looked at Emily Richardson.
“Emily?” Amelia stared at the tall dark-haired girl.
“Yes, Miss. I’m sorry, Miss,” the sixteen-year-old spat out in between her sobs and sniffs.
Miss Marks nodded and turned her attention to Chloe Williams.
“Chloe?”
The blonde-haired girl brushed her hair back with her right hand and wiped her eyes before focusing on the Head Mistress.
“Yes, Miss. I will be good, I promise,” she replied quietly.
Miss Marks nodded.
“Hmm.” The young Head Mistress got to her feet.
“Very well, young ladies. So, I shall be speaking with your parents this afternoon and informing them about your disgraceful behaviour and the punishment that I have given you this afternoon.” She smiled.
“Also, that I shall be billing them for the damage caused as soon as Mrs. Wilcox sends the details over to me, and I’ll be expecting them to pay for it,” Amelia continued.
“Also, you will do a week of detention – starting with a Friday and Saturday detention this week as well as being placed on report for a fortnight. Who are your Form tutors, girls?” Amelia looked at Chloe first.
The blonde-haired girl wanted to cry at being punished further, but she managed to hold herself together.
“Miss Andrews, Miss,” she said almost in a whisper.
Miss Marks turned her attention to Emily.
“Mr. Pears, Miss.” She tried not to smile.
Amelia Marks tried not to react, but she did, closing her eyes and sighing far too heavily so that both girls heard it.
“Oh. In that case, I’ll get Mrs. Kerr to put you on Head of Year report instead. Two weeks, and if there is a repeat of your behaviour then you’ll be answering to her, and Mrs. Edwards.”
Miss Marks laughed as she saw the girls shudder. The Head Mistress could not afford to let Emily’s Form teacher, Mr. Pears supervise her on report. He was a total soft touch, whom the girls took advantage of. He was also a member of staff who Amelia wanted to get out of her school as he was a liability, but that could wait for now.
“Right. Get yourselves cleaned up and then to the end of your last lesson and I don’t want to hear your names mentioned, unless it is for something positive, for the rest of this school year. Clear?” Amelia Marks walked across her office and opened the door.
“Yes, Miss,” the girls said in unison and quickly hurried out into reception.
As good as her word, the Head Mistress called the parents of both girls. Emily’s mother had been shocked and upset on hearing that her daughter had done such a thing and assured Amelia that she would be punished again once she arrived home that evening. Chloe’s dad had been a little less supportive but eventually agreed to have a word with his daughter once he got home. The Head Mistress had then called Mrs. Kerr, who said that she would call both girls into her office first thing tomorrow morning and lay down the law as well as presenting them with their Head of Year report cards.
Emily Richardson had been spanked with a coat hanger by her angry mother that evening and had been grounded until she could prove that she could behave herself. Chloe had been told off by her mum and dad but had become argumentative and stormed off up to her bedroom, slamming the door as hard as she could behind her. Both girls managed to avoid any more serious trouble that year and also did their best to avoid meeting the Head Mistress, be that in the schoolyard or in the corridors.
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