Moms like to be spanked 2: Jimmy Jackson spanks Jane and her mother, then he spanks the Matron

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The first strike stung like fire and sounded like a canon. Even Sir Richard jumped a little. Caroline jumped a lot and jerked on the desktop. S1, Ep.2: A giant girl is blamed by her grandfather, Akman, for the damage that was done to his tiny town while she tried to stop two "little people" from escaping. Akman angrily spanks her as she denies being the one responsible. Meanwhile, bent over the stool, C was a sobbing mess and apologising to no-one in particular. He was instructed to stretch forward and grip the far side rail of the stool, which had him up on tiptoe on the ‘business’ side. The boy’s shorts were as tight as shorts could go, and I could well imagine how scared he must be. Rather than make up names for everyone concerned (I certainly wouldn’t want to reveal their real identities, of course), I will refer to us boys as A, B (me), C and D. We stood along the wall in silence outside the headmistresses office, wondering what we were in for.

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Our matron was fairly young, in her early 30s, but she was very experienced in disciplining children and very strict about any misbehaviour either in the dormitory or the bathroom. Any boy who transgressed could expect to receive a sore bottom. Before I left the infants, my brother had warned me about the headmistress on the junior side of the school. His advice was basically, never cross Mrs Watson – because Mrs Watson did not take prisoners. No child under her care had ever needed to be caned twice, and no pupil had ever lasted beyond two strokes before bursting into tears. The teachers also had this same responsibility of care and had the same authority to use corporal punishment but to my knowledge only one teacher exercised that latter prerogative. Having to write lines or attend a detention was not part of the school’s disciplinary regime. We were led into the bathroom. Between the two baths was an ordinary chair that Matron pulled out. I was banished to the corner behind her and then Simon was stood before here whilst she lectured him again. “I have been storing up several spankings for you, so now you are going to have them all in one go. Right – let me take your pants down and put you over my lap.” Simon was stripped and over her knee he went, his plump pale little bottom uppermost and his underpants dangling from one ankle. sound like one. Ignoring my pleas for mercy, Nurse Susan paused to readjust me on her lap and tighten

We knew a little of these details in a vague sense, but there was a girl in our dormitory whose older brother was in his last year, and so before long we could work out the tariff more accurately.I stared at the crook-handled cane with both fascination and horror. C turned to find Mrs Watson tapping the tip of her cane on a padded stool. The boy would be sideways on to the victim and his mother – they were to get an up close and personal view of both his face and bottom. Our Housemother would have been perhaps in her mid to late 30s and tended to dress in light, cream or white blouses, and dark skirts, favouring various coloured cardigans that she would wrap around her shoulders.

Mrs Watson demanded to know which boy (or boys) were responsible for the shorts ending up in the water. Not only was I was totally innocent of the outrage, I genuinely didn’t know who had committed it, so I remained silent. The other three boys followed suit. I suppose, strictly speaking, Good Morning is correct , given you are a few moments early’ she said, raising her eyebrows slightly. js_anon has a talent for writing verse, and some of his poems feature the governess, as in The Governess and The Cane; The Governess - Much Angrier; and The Husband's Governess. The latter concludes with: Part of the Hornblower TV series. A seaman turned thief is punished by being forced to run the gauntlet.For any score of minus nine or more, it would be six on our bare bottoms with Housemother’s hand and another six with her slipper. This did happen though it was exceptional. Just as in life, we all had good weeks and bad weeks, but to exceed minus nine demerits was more difficult than it might seem. My last spanking from Matron was on the very last night of my last prep school term. Strangely enough, it was also Matron’s last night at the school too, as she was getting married during the summer holidays, and in those days matrons had to be single ladies, as they were ‘live-in’ posts. Consequently we have given her permission to administer a punishment like the ones at her school, and she has agreed to do this as a favour to us. Not only will you go and apologise, but you will talk to her, listen to her, answer her questions, and accept any punishment she decides you need.’ Think nothing of it, and get those pants down too. Then bend forward over the table and hold the edges as far forward as you can reach. Your reaction is more common than you may realise, and changes nothing at all.’ Two more strokes followed and a dark patch appeared on the boy’s shorts as he wet himself – poetic justice, maybe? He was left writhing in pain when it as all finished. His legs were moving slowly, as if he was trying to walk, and he was sobbing uncontrollably, heaving great breaths and making all sorts of strange noises.