1. Strict Schooling 1


    Date: 11/30/2019, Categories: Spanking, Author: voyeuse, Source: LushStories

    Smack! “Ow!” Smack! “Ow!” Smack! “Ow! Ow! Miss, you can't spank me, Miss...” Smack! “I am spanking you, Susan. And the more you keep fighting me, the longer I shall go on spanking you.” Smack! “Ow! Oh, Miss...” Eventually the struggling subsided and the punishment was finished with six hard slaps across the centre of the sixteen-year-old's seat. A rosy glow was visible through and around the snug white cotton and Miss Marshall gave a small sigh of satisfaction. “Up you get, girl. Here, use this.” She held out a tissue for the girl to blow her nose and dry her tears. “Now that's all over, it's a clean slate, Susan. Though remember that if I have to do it again, I'll take your knickers down first.” “Yes, Miss.” “Right. Then off with you...” oOo “Oh God, she really did, didn't she?” In the changing room a small group of admirers clustered round the bared bottom. “Ooh, it's quite hot. That must be sore...” “Yes it is, Jeanie. And – ow! – don't poke.” “Hey, someone's coming...” The trio separated in short order and Susan pulled up her netball shorts, feeling the flesh tender under the clinging material. To think she had just been spanked ... Miss Marshall had a reputation for strictness in the sense that she came down hard on the smallest lapse. But corporal punishment? Okay it was only a smacked bottom, which didn't rank high in the scale of such things. She thought of a cane slicing into her bum with a shudder. Then further reflection was cut short by the bell and Susan made ...
    for the door... oOo “Hey, Sue, d'you think she'd spank me? You know if I caused a ruckus?” “Jeanie, you sound as though you'd like that.” “Well not like exactly, but wasn't it a bit, um, exciting?” “I don't know what you mean, girl. It bloody hurt, that's what it was like.” She hissed crossly at her roommate who shrank back apologetically into the bedclothes. “Okay, okay, keep your hair on. Hey, that's footsteps in the corridor. Better settle...” They had the lights out and eyes closed before the door opened and the prefect's head poked round. Then all was quiet again. “Goodnight, Jeanie.” “Night, Sue. Sleep tight.” But sleep didn't come easily as her mind ranged over the afternoon event. Exciting, eh? That word had touched a nerve and Susan fidgeted in her bed. Held down tight over that lap with her bottom up – she couldn't stop thinking about it. And on top of it all the idea of her knickers coming down was definitely giving her that kind of shiver. The kind of shiver that led to what had become rather a habit. One she had vowed to wean herself off this term. But now, in the tingling aftermath of the spanking she was getting way too primed. The breathing from the other bed was deep and even and Susan quietly eased down her pyjama trousers. The lips her fingers found were already slick and probing between gave her a jolt of pleasure. Then another and another, and soon she was once more riding the waves that would break in one final spasm of bliss... oOo Ten days passed without ...
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