Memories of Westminster Lodge: and other schoolgirl spanking tales

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Well, she was well aware Becky had been crying after the caning, so wasn’t surprised she was crying even with just the spanking. What Janet liked about attending the class here was that all the students were expected to wear the same school uniform as the day pupils, so Janet was wearing her short-sleeved green and white gingham dress with white ankle socks. The transformation from a modern woman of attitude, to a submissive schoolgirl who must expect corporal punishment whenever Miss Kenworthy decrees, begins with her trembling fingers removing her clothes. The first was that she did need to go to the toilet and would give herself a fabulous orgasm, and she was sure several more tonight.

Mrs Summers saw that Janet was holding her bottom and decided to have some fun, bearing in mind this was clearly one of the adult students. Janet winced because she knew that, if she was going to be spanked and then given so many strokes of the cane, it really was going to hurt. She was aware that initially, the spanks were landing on alternate bottom cheeks, and then, after quite a while, Mrs Summers sometimes changed to spanking one bottom cheek time and again and then the other bottom cheek time and again, and Janet knew the difference because the stinging was far greater with the repeated spanks.

Having thought that, she knew that she masturbated so often picturing herself being caned, so maybe she would still be excited afterwards, she hoped. Straight after that, she stuttered, “I mean, erm, not that, but erm, of course, I didn’t mean, erm,” and then her voice trailed off. Once Janet stood in front of the caning table, she, again like Becky, bent over and clasped hold of the far end of the table, and got her still bare bottom into position which she knew meant it was totally unprotected and ready to be caned. As she did, she made sure that she held her dress up above her waist, was very much in obedient naughty schoolgirl mode, and for those few moments was enjoying being a naughty sixth former bearing in mind that she had been a goody-goody when she was actually in the sixth form.

The headmistress, Mrs Summers, explained to Janet, “Miss Thompson, my secretary, normally witnesses the punishments as I am expected to have a witness these days. She was soon running her fingers along her already very wet pussy lips, and, just as Mrs Summers had said, let out huge erotic gasps. You are slightly different in that you will get the punishment that you want, but there isn’t so much difference. She looked so sweet but was clearly unhappy, but then why wouldn’t she be having just received four rather hard strokes of the cane?She supposed that that must be an almost natural reaction to a hard caning, and this was a hard caning for sure, at least so far as she was concerned. Janet watched as Mrs Summers wrote out her name at the top of the form, and then entered into an empty box, “Bare bottom spanking and twelve strokes of the cane. As soon as Janet saw Mrs Summers point to her lap, and still holding the hem of her dress above her waist, she quickly bent down, catching her fall with her hands on the floor, and then lowered her full weight across Mrs Summers' lap. Janet watched as Becky pushed herself up, and stood up, and when she turned round saw that tears were dribbling down her face and she was sobbing. Janet watched as Mrs Summers pulled her arm back and whipped the cane downwards, landing it with a loud thwack on Becky’s bare bottom, watched it bite into her bottom cheeks, and then watched as her bottom wobbled around as she heard a loud yelp.

Janet suddenly panicked, thinking that the spanking hurt enough and the caning was bound to hurt much more. The yelp told her how much that cane stroke must have hurt Becky, and Janet subconsciously put a hand on her own bottom as though feeling the stinging pain.Mrs Summers instructed, “Please do, Janet, and hold your dress up above your waist and go and stand by that high-backed chair. Again, she had imagined being in this position so many times, but in those fantasies, she had never felt so defenceless as she did right now, knowing that she had agreed to take twelve strokes of the cane.