![]() ![]() The sensation was strangely soothing and she felt herself relaxing in his lap. The tears ran down her face as she lost count of how many times he spanked her.Īfter several minutes of her bare ass being smacked by his hand, she realized he had stopped and was gently rubbing her red skin. Again and again he spanked her, alternating cheeks or landing the smacks across both. Smack! His large hand landed across her butt and she jumped at the sharp sting and loud sound of flesh on flesh. Anne felt tears flood her eyes, she had never been so humiliated in her life. His other hand was on her upper back holding her in position. Principal Jeffers flipped her skirt up to expose her ass to him and with one hand caressed her butt cheeks. Her hair fell around her face, hiding her burning cheeks from sight. Her fingertips stretched to touch the carpet. The large chair made it impossible for her to keep both her hands and her feet on the ground as she bent over. She stepped forward and he helped her across his lap. But a tiny nagging thought in the back of her head said that he probably knew all this about the school before he had sent her here. When her step-father found out about this, he was going to be livid. Now lay face down across my lap." He pushed himself away from his desk and waited. "I thought no one would ever know," she answered meekly. All the girls are suppose to wear white cotton bikinis."Īnne glanced at the black lace thong laying in front of her. ![]() Numb, she slipped off her panties and set them on his desk. Take off your panties and set them on my desk." We've learned that bare bottom by hand has the best results. Your punishment today is a spanking."Īnne couldn't believe her ears. "Over the years, we've perfected our punishments to keep the school running in an orderly fashion. Swallowing hard she left the middle of the room and stood next to him at his desk. Now for the second part of your punishment. The cool air hit her nipples, tightening them into little pink buds. With a flash of anger, she let it drop and stood bare chested in front of him. Reaching around her back, she undid the clasp to her bra but held it to her chest for a moment. Slowly she began unbuttoning her blouse and let it slide off her shoulders onto the floor. She didn't want to be undressed like a child. Take them off or I'll call Miss Aimes in here to do it for you." "They aren't according to uniform standards so you may not wear them. But she didn't think Principal Jeffers would want to hear any of her excuses. Her skirt was a little short, she hadn't been able to find any the right length that had small enough waists. One side of her blouse was untucked and the buttons strained across her chest. I'm surprised you weren't sent here for a uniform violation."Īnne glanced down at herself. "We are very strict at this school and don't allow this type of thing to continue. "Shush." He held his hand up and her mouth snapped close. The rest of his size matched, he was tall, broad shouldered and looked like he had played football back in his high school days. She did remember how large his hand was when he shook hers that day. She vaguely remember meeting him before when her step-father enrolled her here a few months ago. He was seated in a large leather chair behind a massive wooden desk. She did and turned back to Principal Jeffers. "You may go in now, Anne."Īnne nodded, hoping that her nervousness wasn't showing. Miss Aimes listened to Principal Jeffer's response. Punished? She thought she'd get a stern lecture or detention. "Sir? Anne Turner is here to be punished."Īnne swallowed hard. Miss Aimes nodded and picked up the phone. Molger sent me here because of my 4th tardy." She felt like had accidentally flashed half the school her panties before learning to sit with her legs closed.Įntering the principal's office, she slumped into a waiting chair. It had also taken her weeks to get used to wearing a skirt with thigh high socks. ![]() She tugged at her blouse, it had shrunk in the wash and was tight across her breasts. As a new transfer to the all girls school midway through her senior year, it had not been easy. She had never been sent to the principal's office in her whole life. "Go." He didn't even look up from his book.ĭejected, Anne turned on her heel and left the classroom. "Miss Turner, this is your 4th tardy, go to the principal's office." Damn, how could she have forgotten it was test day too? All the test taking students looked up at her. Instead she walked into a silent classroom. Stopping at the door, she took a deep breath and hoped to slip to her lab table without him noticing. She rushed down the empty hallway to her first class, chemistry with Mr. ![]()
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