My face was burning hot with the deep blushes of shame, and I struggled desperately to free my head from the vice-like pressure of Miss Birch's arm, as I begged with piteous sobs to be let off for this once. "Oh! dear papa! Oh! pray don't beat me!" Sitting at my desk, sipping my tea in silence, I went over the list of pupils that still were outside. One pupil from year 10. Two pupils from year 11. And two seniors from year 12. Two of those five, Jenny Woods from 10B and Caroline Fletcher from 12A had been caught smoking. Even if she did not know it yet this earned those two the honour of being put to the end of the line. Wilhelmsen International Institute had a strict non-smoking policy, the girls were in for exemplary and severe punishment. Papa.—What a sight. The rod has made her bottom blush finely. It's best to make her feel sore a few days, or she will soon forget it, and relapse into her old ways."

Next one’ was Florence Lafleur. Ten years old, sent for repeated tardiness. As she entered, she already looked terrified. I could see it was not only her first time here, in her four years at the institute, she had never been punished. Of course, she feared what lay ahead. We stood at attention until the teacher blew her whistle … then we sang our grace, ‘For what we are about to receive may the Lord make us try thankful. Amen’. Then the whistle blew again and this was a signal to sit down. No word was allowed to be spoken while our breakfast was being served. This was done by girls in pink uniforms, who did not look any older than some of the students. Most of these girls came from around Newcastle-on-Tyne, in the north of England, and lived at school under the ever watchful eye of matron. There were a few moments of total silence, as though the world had stopped. Then movement from inside, a figure on the other side of the stained glass, and the door opened. We looked at each other for a moment, before she nodded and stood to one side, opening the door more widely to let me come in. I had Smit get over my knee. As I lifted up her school dress, I could see faint marks on her thighs, like from a switch. I gave her six with the slipper, which she took without much fuss. There were a few tears, but no more. But I could see she would try to be a good girl from now on. Jenny Woods had once been slippered by me when she was in year 6. Now, however, she realized she was in for a more severe punishment. But there was that other matter to attend first.

Deviation Actions

Rules Are Rules: When tattletale prefect Rebecca's clothes and towel are removed whilst she's having a shower, she ends up walking naked down the corridor to see the Headmistress. Less than impressed, she gives Rebecca her first ever caning. At this point I was aware that I was quite erect. I didn’t know what to think about that, but it was extremely embarrassing and I could feel my cheeks burning, She watched as I fumbled with the belt and buttons, before slowly sliding them down. Now she could see my inexplicable excitement. I knew she was looking at it.

Yes – I thought this may be the case…’ There was something enigmatic about her comment, and I didn’t understand.No buts, Goodwyn. That’ll be two extra for your impertinence. Now, step out of your trousers and bend over my desk.”