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Schoolgirls Caned

Cathie

Published April 3rd 2012
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Kindle Edition
99 pages
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Excerpts: The Head speaks, “As most of you girls know we have an excellent record here for truancy. Seeing my hesitation the Head merely uttered my name, that was enough. I shut my eyes tightly and waited for the inevitable, ‘Crack’ the Head’s handMoreExcerpts: The Head speaks, “As most of you girls know we have an excellent record here for truancy. Seeing my hesitation the Head merely uttered my name, that was enough. I shut my eyes tightly and waited for the inevitable, ‘Crack’ the Head’s hand landed. The Head released my wrists and helped me stand upright. “Bend over Wright, and place your hands on the seat of the chair.” “Come along girl, I haven’t got all day,” said the Head impatiently clicking his fingers to emphasise his words. Clumsily I complied, and handed my knickers over with a shaking hand. Immediately the Head busied himself by laying out all the punishment implements, a formidable display. ‘Crack! I realised that now the Head was spanking me with his hand, but my backside was in such a state that his hand felt worse than even the cane. “How many times have you played truant, Wright?” Down came her knickers, embarrassing the girl further. Then the policeman’s hand cracked down time after time, until the girl’s backside was a bright scarlet. Time and time again, the cane landed, leaving criss-cross weals, until there wasn’t a space left unmarked. The girl groaned aloud, and the policeman laughed. Waiting outside the Head’s study, Called in at 09.10. Christ I thought the last Head was bad enough but this one is ten times worse. I was pulled straight over the Head’s knees, skirt up knickers down for a spanking I shall remember for some time to come. Whoops, well I have truly gone and cooked my goose this time. In that cow’s class, as well. My stomach was in knots at facing the Head. If it was possible the spanking was even harder than the first time. There I was standing outside the Head’s office once again. I dreaded the thought but the Head carried on regardless, until he came to the canes. If only I hadn’t seen that gorgeous top! The Head’s anger washed over me in waves. Of course the bitches didn’t hesitate to take up the Head’s offer. I was ordered by the Head to stand, but remain in position by the chair. “Less of the histrionics girl and bend back over that chair!” “Girls from this school do not shoplift.”