The Headmistress Gets It Good!: ...and other spanking stories

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Finally, the headmistress sat down at the end of a bench alongside a large art table. She grabbed one of the boys, pulled his shorts and pants down, then made him bend over the bench beside her. Without being aware that he was doing it, Thomas's face instinctively winced in expectation. Perversely he knew that he was simultaneously both longing for and dreading the terrible impact that could now only be a few seconds away. Then it happened. The burning sting, the denial of relief by rubbing – I started to become aroused. I couldn’t believe it. I got an erection – certainly the first I remember – right in front of Mrs Hamilton. Looking up, she definitely saw the state of my penis but carried on with her note. She took her time, looking up occasionally to make sure I was standing still. Watching me squirm, she slowly folded the note and slipped it into an envelope.

Miss Iceni | Disciplinarian | London

I will paraphrase the contents towards the end of this story.I read the stories on Maman with great interest – the following will explain why, and I cannot deny there my underlying interest in the subject matter. As a Disciplinarian I have a very specific array of traditional implements. Obviously my bare hand for an Over The Knee spanking comes first – but the other implements that I use include leather school straps, the infamous Lochgelly tawse, woooden hairbrushes (though this is more common as Aunty than Headmistress) and most of all the cane. I’m a rare combination of both a traditional non-nonsense Disciplinarian specialising in HeadMistress sessions and a classical Dominatrix tormenting my willing slaves in the dungeon. While each of these archetypes resonate very strongly with me they come with their own dress code, vocabulary and activities. And one more thing. Were this to be a single, never too be repeated punishment, it would hardly serve as an adequate ongoing deterrent, and therefore-", with a pause she retrieved a blue exercise book from her drawer and slid it across the desk. He noted she had already printed the words 'revision diary' in capital letters upon its cover.In the circumstances I will have to insist we treat this as an informal and discretionary punishment. It will not be officially recorded in the House register, which means it will stay between these four walls, and you will be pleased to note that it will not appear on your permanent academic record." Genuinely sorry to have disappointed her, Thomas had seemed eager to reassure, but before he could reply, Miss Sternwood had risen from her seat and retrieved something long and slender from a hand-sized gap that was conveniently, but quite discreetly, left open between two of her bookcases.

Bare bottoms in class – Maman: spanking memories: mothers, fathers Bare bottoms in class – Maman: spanking memories: mothers,

CHASTITY AND KEY HOLDING not for the weak or faint of heart. You choose how long – from a month to several months under my key control.

The Ultimatum

The headmistress began by giving the boys a sound telling-off, shouting at them forcefully – and this is when we found out what had happened. Neither boy made no reply, and no doubt it was felt that their silence was pretty much as good as a confession.

The Ultimatum - Steamybedtime

I knew who the boys were but I stayed well hidden. I knew if they saw me, I’d get beaten up badly. When I was sure they had gone, I ran home and kept quiet about what I had sene. The secretary, to my relief and her credit, did not comment. However, it would have been impossible for her not to have heard or recognised what was happening to me inside her boss’s office. I collected the note and gave it to my teacher. My afternoon lessons were very uncomfortable, and concentrating was difficult because my bum was so sore. ISOLATION & PROLONGED CONFINEMENT – blindfolded or masked wearing a cage in a cage (in chastity for the uninitiated!) Plenty of time to contemplate the error of your ways.Of course, she was not naive to the fact that many of the senior boys and prefects were harbouring a lustful crush. In the hormonal maelstrom of the Grey House senior common room, it was pretty much inevitable that a young, beautiful housemistress would provoke exactly this reaction. My parents read the note Mrs Hamilton had written. They praised me for being brave and coming forward, and they made no mention of my punishment for being out of bounds.

Miss Malorie

Red faced before such a beautiful and impeccably attired young woman whom he had secretly admired for so long, and barely knowing how to present himself, he found his fingers nervously playing with the hem of his white cotton shirt and his bare feet fidgeted on the well worn and slightly scratchy wool carpet. However,” Mrs Hamilton added, “I cannot let the fact that you were out of bounds go unpunished. If I were to cane you, I would have to enter that officially into the school punishment book. That entry could be held against you, which in your case would seem unfair. What I can do is use my discretion.” That said each cane has it’s own individual characteristics as learned quite clearly in a past session with professional submissive Hannah Elliot and an adult schoolboy I have been caning for many years.The office smelled strongly of flowers or perfume, I’m now not sure which. Mrs Hamilton said: “Thank you, Judy”, and invited me to sit down. The sports field she overlooked was almost deserted, just a couple of late stragglers taking a shortcut from Mainschool towards the school driveway. To her left a tall beech tree partly obstructed one corner of her window and in that shaded area of glass she saw a ghostlike reflection of her room. Observing her from afar, her beauty and understated power, the calm authority that Miss Sternwood exuded so effortlessly, had frequently given him butterflies in his tummy. But here and now, in such close proximity, the scent of her hair, a delicate hint of her perfume as she moved, and an inexplicable intimacy of seeing her casual handling of the terrible cane, suddenly provoked a discernable twitch below his waistline. He shifted awkwardly, self-consciously adjusting his blazer and opening his mouth to speak, but found himself at a loss for words. over the Easter break you will record your exam revision work in this notebook. I trust that you are a young man of honour and integrity, and after the holiday I will ask you to look me in the eye and give me a honest appraisal of your efforts. If I am not fully satisfied, be warned that I will take a very dim view. We're setting a precedent this afternoon and I will not hesitate to administer further discipline if I believe efforts in your studies have slipped. Sorry to drop another cliché on you, but- this is for your own good." If, as you seem to be claiming, the leeway granted to senior boys is really to blame, I'm going to make a suggestion. Perhaps it's a little unconventional. Some might argue that it bends the rules of our usual approaches to school discipline. But, if you believe an ultimatum with tangible and specific consequences is what you require, perhaps there is a way for me to oblige. In fact, I'm suddenly feeling quite optimistic that we can come to an arrangement."