The Caning Headmistress

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He also used to nick sweets out of pencil cases if he spotted any, so one day a lad in my class decided to coat all his Polos in a thin layer of that stuff you put on kids' finger nails to stop them chewing them, and leave them poking out of his pencil case, real casual like. From a drawer in the sales fixture, traditional wooden fittings, not like today, he produced a small selection; light, medium and heavy, the latter in two or three fingered variants.

Once dismissed from the punishment line, we had to shower and change before the last lesson of the day. Many regard her merely as a 'spoilt brat' who craves attention, the chief reason for this being that it wasn't actually put on YouTube for seven years after it was filmed, and this was after her father refused to keep paying for her college and Mercedes. I was unaware of what effect it was having on Peter but sitting down was still unpleasant for me as I squirmed around on the seats. I remember also seeing another boy spanked maybe a few weeks before I got mine, and being fascinated by the sight of his bottom, with his pants stretched, being hit with the rulers.Was I, as one teacher had told me outright, useless beyond belief and would never make anything of myself? It was no different from us kids playing ‘school’ or ‘mums and dads’, neither of which would be any fun without spankings. Eventually, when Amanda and Sophie allowed their closest friends to examine their derrieres, no-one could decide which of the two girls had received the hardest punishment. I already knew the majority of punishments from her were taken touching toes, skirt up and knickers tightly stretched, as opposed to the holding out your hands as happened at many establishments. It was all about respect to most of them they didn,t have any for us,we were scruffy little towrags to them to be beaten into shape!

I couldn’t believe what he said next but he wasn’t kidding and it was twelve strokes I got from his slipper. Being caught fighting in the school yard could only lead to one conclusion as myself, my cousin and a more senior girl were soon to find out. Word must have reached Mr J, the school principal, because he showed up just as Scott and I were pushing one another but before any punches were landed. A mixture of even more anger, surprise, delight that he could now do (in his mind at least) even more to me. I thought he was going to go down but he straightened up and grabbed my ear and started pulling me away: ”Right [name], you’re coming to the headmaster.

I remember being slapped full on in the face as a 13 year old by the teacher and watched a friend having his head banged on a desk! Some headmasters would tap your bottom with the cane, getting the position and aim right before laying on the first stroke.

As the gaggle passed the other side, we blended in one at a time, then ran back to the gym for a shower. That’s when I was told I had two options; be grounded for four weeks or have my bare bottom spanked. Whilst it did not hurt nearly as much as the horsewhip I was used to getting at home, it really hurt. Although I never experienced the sheer brutality you describe, my teachers couldn't have considered it a disciplinary tool because it obviously didn't work.Next, I removed the comb from my right rear pocket and assumed the same position Scott was in for his paddling. You will go over my knee, now, and I will give you a spanking, or you can choose to wait until tonight when your father gets home, and he will spank you. Whatever it was, it resulted in my being sent through to the dining room and being told to move a chair out from the table. I knew I had only myself to blame and from previous experience knew this lady could seriously sting a girls bottom.

I think that we all took it for granted years ago that if you'd got spellings or maths incorrect then you would either receive strikes across the hand or the backside. Maybe girls are less sensitive to pain than boys, they have to be because they're the ones who give birth, which seems ironic in a way because in Singapore and Malaysia they're only allowed to use the cane on boys by law. The cane hurt like nothing else and it was dead scary waiting outside with a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach, knowing that in a short while your bum was going to feel like it had been branded with a red hot iron.By today’s standards, I was probably being abused because there’s no doubt Mrs Pentire enjoyed spanking me and was looking for excuses.