Simon(e) was in trouble again and this time it was serious. She had sneaked out of the school after lights out and been brought back by the police in a drunken state. The Headmistress was furious and Simon(e) knew she wasn’t going to get away with just six of best. “Never in all my time at this school has any girl behaved in such a disgusting fashion” said the Head swishing a vicious looking paddle as she glowered at Simon(e). “Behaviour of this sort demands an exemplary punishment, one that will set an example to the rest of the school, I have decided that you will be beaten and I am not setting a limit, I will beat you and continue to beat you until I am satisfied that you have learnt your lesson”. Simon(e) gulped nervously but knew better than to protest, especially as she knew that whatever the Head decided she deserved it. ” Now lift your skirt and bend over the desk” Simon(e) did so only to hear “What’s this, those are not regulation knickers”. Simon(e) tried to explain that her proper knickers were all in the wash but it did no good the Head grasped the offending articles and roughly pulled them down. Seconds later the first paddle stroke exploded onto her defenceless bottom sending a wave of pain through her body. It was the first of many, so many that Simon(e) was unable to keep count. The Head thrashed her poor bottom for what seemed like hours. Then the punishment stopped and Simon(e) breathed a sigh of relief. Her relief was short lived though. “Stand up” said the Head “I will allow you a short break before we start the caning” “Stand in the corner with your hands on head until I return, no don’t pull up your panties”.
As she stood in the corner Simon(e) was grateful that there was no one there to she her disgrace. As if on cue the door opened and Samantha, the head girl, came in. She giggled as she saw Simon(e) standing with her swollen bottom on view. “Wow that looks sore” she said “I think it’s going to get worse, I’ve never seen the Head in such a bad mood”. With that the Head re-entered the room carrying with her a fearsome looking selection of canes. “Samantha I want you to watch this so you can make it clear to all the girls what happens if you behave in such a obnoxious way” “This one I think” she said putting down the rest of the canes and swishing what to Simon(e)s terrified eyes looked like a metre long length of rattan. ” Bend over again Simon(e) and if you try to get up or block the strokes I will have the head girl hold you down” Simon(e) reluctantly assumed her position over the desk. Seconds later the first stroke fell igniting a searing fire in her already sore bottom. Again and again the strokes fell each one seemingly more severe than the last. Simon(e) gasped and squealed at each agonising stroke, would this punishment never end. Finally after 72 buttock burning strokes the Headmistress stopped. ” I think that will do” she said “stand up and turn round” Simon(e) did as she was told and looked into the Heads eyes. ” I trust there will be repeat of this incident” said the head. ” no ma’am” said Simon(e) “I’ve learnt my lesson, thank you”. “Good girl,now go with Samantha and she will take you to Matrons office, and don’t let me see you like this again”
