The Caning Headmistress

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Mrs Hamilton sat in front of me. I am sure she could see how frightened I was! “I appreciate the fact that you have come forward, John,” she began. “It was very brave of you. I assure you absolutely no-one knows that you gave me the vandals’ names. The headmaster is calling their parents now, and the police are going to be informed. They will almost certainly be expelled from the school.” After a moment or two, Mrs Watson spoke again. “Well, boys, I intend to find out who is responsible for this, and they will be punished. If the boy who did this owns up now and tells me that it was nothing more than a silly prank, he will suffer no more than a spanking over his shorts. He will then be made to apologise, and that will be the end of the matter.”

Do you deserve a session of good old fashioned no-nonsense discipline from an Auntie/Matron/teacher figure? Working from a discreet domestic setting in South Lanarkshire, I am ‘in my prime’ and have a nice array of quality implements and a great imagination! I can help with ‘dressing’ if that helps in your scene/role play ask about available wigs/outfits when you call.My bottom stung so much – it felt kind of numb but burning hot and tingling, all at the same time. I wanted to rub it so badly! Mrs Hamilton sat at her desk and started to write a note. Looking up, she warned me again: “Stand still, John!” She said she told rude jokes in the scripture lessons while discussing moral and ethical questions. So, to business. Your parents are not happy with the way things are. Specifically, they do not think you are behaving in the mature fashion we would expect of a young adult your age.’ She decided to apply some pressure to A, who stood beside me. She placed a chair in front of her desk and sat down on it, the spoke directly to the lad. “You’re first – so if I were you I’d speak up, young man.” I didn’t know if A knew who had done it or not, but he didn’t say anything. Anyway, Mrs Watson announced that time was up.

The boy was placed across Mrs Watson’s knee. “Last chance. Tell me who did it, and you won’t get spanked.” To be fair, Mrs Watson gave the boy every opportunity but her plea fell on deaf ears – and he turned out to be made of pretty stern stuff. Mrs Watson stood by her desk. The victim of the prank and his mother were seated to the right of the desk. Us four boys stood facing the victim and his mother. Children being children, of course, this made him something of a figure of fun. It didn’t help that he cried for a while, too. This all happened on a Friday afternoon. Members of the staff afterwards crowded round Miss Dines in court to congratulate her, but neither she nor Lynne's parents would talk to the Press, and Lynne hid her face against her mother's shoulder as they left the court surrounded by national newspaper photographers.

At this point, the sting had reached its peak. I rubbed my legs together to try and get some relief – and was scolded immediately, “Stand still! I won’t tell you again!” I froze. I have warm comfortable discrete premises where you can indulge your fantasy and all the equipment and implements to make your stay memorable I tried to explain that, feeling small, bewitched and contrite. She let me struggle to articulate my thoughts for a moment or two, but then interrupted. I went to the toilet, walked upstairs and got a clean handkerchief, changed my tee shirt, threw myself onto the bed, got up again, looked at my watch again, and decided it was time to go. Miss Dines, of 3, Beggarman's Lane, Knutsford, pleaded "not guilty" to assaulting Lynne, daughter of Mr and Mrs Harry Simmonds of 8a, Sydney Street, Greenbank, after she was caught eating crisps during a Maths lesson.

My naughty wayward boys & girls, just Imagine the most Intimidating sight of my cane as you slowly enter my hallway standing to attention not daring to move, until you are told to do so, otherwise you shall hear the swish of my cane in the air,do expect to suffer the full consequences. It should be stressed that I also had teachers who were kind, inspirational, charismatic and brilliant. Some, no doubt, used corporal punishment reluctantly, but there were others who clearly revelled in the power of the cane, ruler, or slipper.However, unless you were with a teacher, the garden was out of bounds. For any pupil found to be there without permission, the punishment was severe. A minimum of four strokes of the cane, depending on circumstances. Lynne, who passed her 11 plus to go to the school, admitted a catalogue of misbehaviour when cross-examined by Mr. John Hoggett, counsel for Miss Dines.