Punished By My Lesbian Best Friend: Lesbian Romance Erotica No.3

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Smit, Addler, Meier! Turn around. I want you to see what happens when a teen pupil behaves like a stubborn child.” Yes, Meier. Of course you are here to be punished. But tell me why you need to be punished by your headmistress!”

Wilhelmsen Institute was one of the few schools that kept on using corporal punishment. Located on an island, just off the north german coast, it housed pupils from countries all around the world whose parents cherished the old-fashioned approach to discipline. In the classroom, teachers made use of a wooden ruler, applied to the pupils palms, to deal with minor infractions. For more serious things, pupils could be slippered by their form masters – or, for repeated or very serious offences, got sent to the headmistress. Woods, you are 15 years old. Still, you behave like an insolent and cheeky child. And I have decided that I should punish you as such.” Now perhaps the rest of us can get on with our exercises," said Miss Mulcahy. "Alison, you may watch, but keep still and hold your arms right up. That's right." Stop it, girl. I know you probably are sorry, but you will be a lot more sorry when I am done with you.”No, I think not," Miss Mulcahy replied. "Alison is the miscreant and she must dress accordingly. It would be quite wrong for you to have to wear the same. I shall provide you with a suitable uniform for your supervising duties. Come a little early if you can, so that we shall be fully prepared for Miss Aron." I see. Well, it won’t be your hand that will be sore after I am done with you.” I stood up and walked around my desk. I turned the chair that stood before it around and sat down, reaching for the plimsoll waiting on the desk. lassroom punishment books. As I saw him confidently walking into my office, I knew there was no place for any leniency with this boy. Michelle Smith came from the same class as Lisa Müller. It was her first visit here, but she had been punished in class on several occaissions. Don’t you cheek me, Goodwyn! In fact, your so called uniform would not even be appropriate for the classroom. It isn’t appropriate even more so for a visit to me.”

Now, Smith. I hope your uniform is correct today!” I told her as she entered the room and stood in front of my desk.

Suspicions on the River

I had the other three come to my desk and take their punishment information cards. I then dismissed them and had Woods face my desk. Jenny Woods had once been slippered by me when she was in year 6. Now, however, she realized she was in for a more severe punishment. But there was that other matter to attend first.

The chattering went on for a few minutes, when suddenly Kristina Larsson called from inside the study room: Now, Goodwyn, I shall give you 6 strokes. Four for your untidyness, and two for your impertinent behavior. Now, you shall not get up before I say so, and you will in neither way interfere with your punishment – or it will be a lot worse. Understood?” As usual there was no illicit bra to be discovered, only Jane's little breasts, nipples pouting in embarrassment, running with the sweat induced by the exercise and the tightly buttoned raincoat. I think it will be 10 strokes today. On your underpants. 5 for your repeated tardiness, another five for your behavior in class. Now, down with those trousers and bend over!” Well, I do well know that this is a lesson that is not taught with a dose of the cane alone.” Florian Meiers face reddened even more when the implement of correction was called by its name. “Therefore, before I will cane you – and I will do so severely – hear the following: You will write a 1000-words essay about the evils of racial predjudice, which you shall read aloud before assembly on monday morning. You will also write personal apologies to Miss Watanabe and Mr. Danquah. Understood?”Jane's was now buttoned up again, and Miss Mulcahy's detention continued in the accustomed way: for the chosen few, a very special ordeal; and a sustained, exhausting, painful régime of physical exercise for the rest. At seven they were allowed to march off to the changing room and shower, with the usual admonition that they should sponge down their macs and bring them for inspection the following day. Alison was reminded that she of course should bring her gymshoes as well, since she would be staying for her repeat session. It says here that you were late for several lessons, and that you failed to hand in your homework for the third time this week. What do you have to say for yourself?” The two girls were now bent over my desk, side by side. I gave Jenny Woods her six strokes with the junior cane first. She was crying after the third. Then Fletcher got her thrashing. Her attitude was beaten out of her apparently after the first stroke. After that, she just held on to the desk and let her tears flow. I was sure after she had taken the fourth stroke that she would not smoke again. After the full eight strokes, she was crying hard. She did, and a good caning too, for smoking. Like Jenny got.” Patricia always knew all the new stories. But, of course, Jennys punishment had been a much-discussed topic during the last days. My three-in-one day of punishment started with a caning in the morning followed by two minutes of corner time so that I could think about my behaviour. This was followed by a taste of the tawse a few hours later and then, just before bedtime the paddle was used to end the day.