Now then Kelly, there is no excuse for not wearing your tie. You will be getting a good caning for this. Perhaps you should follow Sophie the prefects lead she’s such a nice and smart girl.
Please Miss, have you noticed that Kelly’s also wearing trainers as opposed to school shoes, Miss? I think you should give her extra punishment for that. And that prefect Sophie too, Miss - she often wears trainers. Miss, can I be a prefect please, Miss?
A junior presenting me with the cane before I give them 6 strokes. It serves her right for talking back to me. Sophie the prefect
I said I was sorry, didn’t I? Look, it’s really embarrassing to get the stick from you, Sophie. I mean, you’re only a couple of months older than me, aren’t you? Can’t you just let me off? Well can’t I at least keep my skirt on this time? And please - don’t smack my legs again! It’ll leave red marks that everyone’ll see! I don’t want everyone knowing that I’ve been whacked again!
A black bra under a white school blouse? Would any of you teachers or prefects pull a girl up for this at uniform inspection? Shouldn’t school bras be white, or is that only in my world? And what’s an appropriate punishment for wearing the wrong colour bra to school?
He’d been feeling for a while that her general attitude and demeanour were in need of a little realignment; she’d become flippant and cocky and on occasions downright disrespectful. It was time, he thought as he snapped shut the padlock on her wardrobe, to remind her of her place; of the standards of behaviour and respect he expected her to afford him.
She’d spend the entire weekend naked, for a start. Not even knickers or socks, regardless of who came to the house. Girls, he always found, were generally much easier to control when they were naked, self-conscious and embarrassed. There would be some time for quiet reflection in the corner, There would be some lines for her to write, sitting quietly at the kitchen table. If necessary, there would be a soundly smacked bottom too.
He heard the bathroom door open; soft footsteps across the hall. She paused as she saw him there, waiting for her, his old thick leather slipper in his hand. She eyed him quizzically.
"Ah, Katie. There you are. Come in here, girl. I want to talk to you about our plans for the weekend…"
Anonymous asked: Katie, you are neglecting your homework! If I don't see a blog soon it will be uniform all weekend in a very short grey pleated skirt and knee socks with red thighs for all to see!
Yessir … sorry about that sir … someone’s beaten you to it though, sir. Tonight I’ve been put into uniform, given a spanking and told to get on with my homework, And if I don’t do enough, or if I do it untidily or carelessly then I’m going back across the desk, sir.
Anonymous asked: Say thank you to sir for hurting you and making you cry. You know you've been put in your place now
Thank you Sir for dealing with me
severely, impressing upon me the unacceptability of my behaviour and putting me back in my place, sir. I’ll be a good girl now.
Skipping games, and having a smoke.
I wonder what th consequences might be if they get caught
Well at my “school” it would be a week’s punishment PE for slacking during the cross-country and for the smoking we’d obviously have our cigarettes confiscated and we’d probably be given a written punishment - 500 words on “The dangers of smoking”, maybe. Plus all three of us would be skirted and caned; Jackie on the left hasn’t been caught before so she’d get three; Leanne and I would both be bending over for the full six. And then there’s be the letters home, but that’s another story …
What a painful visit to my Form Captain’s room, ending with the usual penalty strokes with the strap for putting my hands back during my spanking. Three hard ones on each hand, having to count and say “Thank you Emily, I will learn to take my well-deserved punishment properly in future” after each one. Poor little me.