The Workplace Experience Spanking – Part Two

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The. Headmistress began in a determined fashion, the green plastic ruler was not as flexible as it looked. It cracked loudly on her cheeks, instantly leaving bright red marks. The crisp bouncing contact lasted only a second at a time, but the sharp stinging pain lingered, and sank in…deep.

Samantha was in shock. She never expected it so hard and fast…smack, smack,smack,smack,smack,smack,smack,smack! As regular as a fast running machine, although she was absolutely resigned to not making a noise before the man and woman, her resolve vanished in the first minute.

“Owwwwwwwww, Ooooooooh, Owwwwwwwooooooh!”

The watching man and woman loved every single second, and every single smack. This was exactly what they had hoped for! A proper spanking. The haughty, naughty sixth form girl in a very embarrassing situation, bucking, wriggling, crying and screaming, with her legs kicking wildly, and her bare bottom ablaze.

They did the very last thing Samantha wanted. They laughed, they mocked, they pointed and worst of all, urged and encouraged the Headmistress!

The Headmistress was urged on to a truly magnificent performance, literally swinging the ruler as high, fast and hard as she could, grunting like a tennis pro. She needed more room, so made the naughty, sobbing bare bottomed girl bend over the desk.

“Well done!” “Bravo!” Shouted the man and woman…”Teach her bottom a lesson it will never forget!

And she did exactly that.

Put yourself in Samantha’s shoes…imagine how it feels. The pain growing with no escape, and no sign of stopping. In fact it is terrifying, awful, horrid, you need help, you need to escape, you look up and around frantically, squealing and begging for it to stop. But all you see are people pointing at you, enjoying it, and laughing as they shout for more. Suddenly you fly to your feet, hoisted and bent over….the whacking gets even worse, the pain reaches a level that you cannot stand!!!….yet you must!

Samantha does exactly what she vowed in her mind she would never do, she begged and said sorry between the onslaught of that savage plastic ruler…

THWACK….”I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!!”…..”YEEEEOWWWWWWWW!”

THWACK…”Miss Cooper, please ask my Headmistress to stop!”….”OOOOOH!”

THWACK…”I am sorry for being a naughty girl!”…..”OOOOH OOOOH OOOH!”

THWACK…”I will never be naughty again!”…..”OWWWWWOOOOWWWW!”

THWACK….”I am sorry Mr Harris, please stop, stop!”…”OWWWWWWWW!”


“Stand up you naughty little girl, look at Miss Cooper and Mr Harris, and say sorry!”

“I’m really sorry Miss Cooper, I am really sorry Mr.Harris, I have been a naughty, silly, little girl….I won’t be again.”

More to come.


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