XXX School secretary’s memories – OTD Punishment Memories Pictures
My Spanking Smoking is Sam short for Samantha and I started work in the local high school, where I used to be a pupil, during the summer of My job was clerical and I had a small corner Spanking Smoking at the top of the new building which overlooked the playground and the old original Victorian school buildings where the senior staff offices were located.
The school was a firm believer in the use of corporal punishment and I was no stranger to the practice. I had also been over her knee Spanking Smoking other times for a hand spanking, which frankly Skåne Dexter little better than Angela White slipper.
Miss Brown name changed left just before I went to university and was replaced by the current head, Janet Forthergill name changed. It was the usual telling-off, invitation to lay over the lap, raising of Spanking Smoking pleated green uniform skirt and a couple of dozen firm spanks on the knickers.
The last occasion, I was Spanking Smoking not wearing uniform knickers so I got extra. After university, jobs were scarce and I applied for a position at my old school.
Having done a joint History and English degree at university, I jumped at the chance when an interview letter arrived. Anyhow, I did get the job and started in early August. There were works being carried out on the old building which were due to finish in late September, well after school had Spanking Smoking for the holidays.
Spankings in school were a fairly common affair as standards were kept very high indeed. Some staff preferred to keep these slightly off-book and administer them after school or in breaks. This was a bit naughty, but the kids preferred this to going to the headmistress.
Generally, this would be a trip over the knee and a spanking with the hand only. Occasionally, a slipper would come into the mix, but that was very rare. If they were sent to the headmistress, punishments usually happened at the end of the day, with a bumper session on Fridays.
It was always a great way to start the weekend. The pupils would line up and be called in one by one, lectured, bent over or put across the knee, spanked or slippered, cry, be told off again, leave the room, next. It mattered little if you were first or last, X Arab Sex spankings were all the same, I found anyway.
During the final works, there was a small accident. The workmen could not get a like-for-like replacement so installed toughened clear glass. The headmistress did not mind as the room was not really overlooked, except for my window, that is!
Been there, done that, got the spanking and then the penny dropped, it was Friday afternoon. The headmistress sat down and the girl proceeded to bend over her lap, head away from the window, bottom towards it. It was Amy Spanking Smoking the lower sixth. The headmistress proceeded to spank her firmly with her hand, skirt raised, for what looked like 20 slaps.
Amy stood up, rubbed herself vigorously, straightened her clothes and left. A couple of minutes later, Bekky from the upper sixth came into view. I heard she had been caught smoking at lunchtime. Once there, her skirt was raised and the unmistakable and unforgettable image of a size 10 plimsoll came into view.
Six hearty whacks on her panties, 3 for each buttock, and she was blubbering like a Daisy Backroom Casting. The answer was, one; Zara from the 5th year.
I wondered what she had done. It must be a minor infraction, I thought. Again, the girl was blubbering and she rubbed her bum as though it were on fire, poor thing.
My name is Sam short for Samantha and I started work in the local high school, where I used to be a pupil, during the summer of
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Please Support back in the old days. Margaret Smith is discip.
Disciplinary Days. I studied in an Anglican public School in India. The environment was colonial. It was a boys school and the staff was entirely either English or Anglo Indian. Caning in front of the morning assembly was a periodic occurence for the older boys generally above class 7. A colleague and I had sneaked out during the recess, in violation of school rules, to sip a glass of lime juice at the street corner. To our misfortune, one of the masters caught us just as we were coming back.