Memories of Westminster Lodge: and other schoolgirl spanking tales

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Janet did lose count of the strokes, focusing much more on staying in position bent over the caning table, and was surprised that the strokes kept coming because surely Mrs Summers had already given her twelve.

Janet then realised that, quite possibly, Becky was not unfortunate but was naughty enough to earn the cane. However, Janet was telling herself that she wanted it to happen so she could, at long last, understand what being both spanked and caned felt like. Mrs Summers put a tick in the box that showed that she had carried out the punishment, and then looked up at Janet, and said, “You took that punishment really well.She now realised that Mrs Summers was leading her on, but then wondered how many other adults would have had that discussion had they known this was where it would end. I only do it after everyone else has left the school for the day, but I do know that most of them go to the toilets on the way back to the car park and lock themselves in a cubicle but still let out very loud erotic gasps. As Janet walked along the corridor again towards the car park, she saw the toilets coming up and walked through the door, and into a cubicle, once again yanking her knickers down and raising the hem of her dress as she sat down on the lid of the toilet. Right then she felt as naughty as she reckoned that Becky would have felt when standing back up, naked below the waist, her pussy hair mound embarrassingly on show, and ready to be punished by the headmistress. She doubted that she would be excited for long but did expect to struggle with the pain that she was about to receive.

Maybe people had thought she was getting the cane; maybe they didn’t know she’d had the strap and liked it, and then … Then his hard thing all the way inside her. She felt very strange, with her bottom still hot from her strapping, and her uniform skirt brushing against her bottom, She’d never had to go without panties for a day before, and it somehow felt more naked than if she really had had to take the skirt off too. She then presumed that as Mrs Summers had certainly spanked her very hard she was likely to do the same when giving her the cane. Then, not knowing why she added the comment, but she did, she said, “I must say, I did wonder what it was like to be caned. Janet realised that she was being told and not asked, but she did love the authoritative tone of voice that Mrs Summers always used, and replied, “Yes, headmistress.Janet knew the answer was, ‘Yes,’ but that she mustn’t say that and fought hard to withdraw every statement she had just made. It seemed that Mrs Summers was happy with the spanking she had given because Janet heard her instruct, “Okay, Janet, get up, and go and bend over the caning table. However, her resistance wavered and then completely fell away as she felt the quivers flying around her vagina, and she replied, “Yes, please, headmistress. Once Janet had put her knickers back on and straightened out her dress, she saw that Mrs Summers had sat down on the chair behind her desk and had got a pen out and it was poised over the punishment log with her name at the top. What was going through Janet’s mind as well, was how it started as a light-hearted discussion, probably one that was not supposed to go anywhere, and turned into her request to be both spanked and caned.

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. Clasping hold of the far end of the table even tighter was just an automatic reaction, as was yelping. 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. Janet wasn’t sure she could handle a conversation like this, but, again, she was the headmistress, and so she replied, “No, headmistress, I wasn’t.

There have been others who, like you, have wondered what it was like to be punished this way, and you might be interested to know that some come back for more. Right then, Becky was bent across what was clearly a caning table, clasping the far end, with her school dress tucked well up above her waist, her knickers were on a chair close by, and her bottom was bare and in position ready to be caned.