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This is an account of another disciplinary incident I had to deal with when Miss Kenworthy was absent from school. To say that I didn’t enjoy having to exercise some discipline on such occasions would be invidious. I needed to ‘keep my hand in’ from time to time, and this particular incident provided me with the opportunity to brush up my skills as it involved two of my more troublesome girls, Charlotte and Sarah. 

During the week in which Tamara was absent, they started to ‘play up’ more than usual, perhaps in the knowledge that Tamara was absent from school and therefore unable to deal with them….’When the cat’s away, the mice will play’?!

The two girls had been messing around in Miss Smiley’s class, taking advantage of this young, inexperienced teacher. In exasperation, Miss Smiley wrote a note and told them to take it to show to  Miss Kenworthy. Unfortunately, Miss Smiley seemed to be unaware of Miss Kenworthy’s absence from school, even though the two girls clearly did. They didn’t think it was up to them to tell her. Without ‘letting on’, the girls left the classroom giggling and headed to the Report Room, determined to enjoy themselves.

“Come on Sarah,” said Charlotte, “let’s have some fun. We could take turns in pretending to be Miss Kenworthy and spank each other! It’ll certainly be more fun than listening to that boring Miss Smiley droning on all afternoon.”

“Oh yes, Charlotte, let’s! I’ve got my mobile phone and we could take some photos of ourselves in various positions. Won’t that be fun?!” said Sarah.

They skipped happily along the corridor and entered the Report Room. They stood together in one of the double desks and started to caress each other’s bottoms. It wasn’t long before Sarah slid Charlotte’s short pinafore skirt up her back, revealing her non-regulation shocking pink knickers.

“Oh Charlotte, you’re not wearing your regulation white school knickers. What a naughty girl you are,” said Sarah, giggling again. “I’ve got some on just like yours!”

“Oh dear, it’s a smacked bottyom for us both then!” said Charlotte giggling. 

Then in a poor imitation of Miss Kenworthy’s voice, she continued, “You know what the punishment is for wearing non-regulation knickers don’t you girls? Slide them down and bare them this instant, so I  can spank your naughty little bottoms.”

Giggling yet again, they both bared their lovely smooth well-toned bottoms, and then Charlotte delivered a playful slap across Sara’s left cheek.

“Oh Miss Kenworthy, please don’t spank me. I promise to change them as soon as I can get to my locker in the changing room.”

“Nonsense girl, you’re having your bottom spanked and that’s final. Come on girl, stick it out!” said Charlotte in her Miss Kenworthy voice. She then proceeded to lightly spank Sarah’s delightfully bouncy bottom, bringing a soft pink blush to both cheeks.

After this, Sarah insisted that it was her turn to spank Charlotte and ordered her to bend over the spanking stool that stood just in front of the overhead projector screen. Before commencing to spank Charlotte, she balanced her phone on one of the rear desks and set it to take a time-delayed photograph of the pair of them….

Sarah’s eyes alighted on one of Miss Kenworthy’s canes and took a sort sequence of shots of her pretending to cane Charlotte’s bottom…

“It’s my turn now Sarah. Come on, present your bare bottom over the stool for me to spank,” said Charlotte eager to to get some shots of herself spanking and caning her friend as well.

After a while, the two girls got bored with their little game and decided that enough time had elapsed for them to return to Miss Smiley’s class, making sure they looked sufficiently chastened after their supposed visit to Miss Kenworthy. 

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Still unaware of Miss Kenworthy’s absence, Miss Smiley readmitted the two girls into her class, assuming that the pair had been well dealt with. Hopefully their bottoms were still smarting and would keep them quiet for the rest of the class. She told them to sit down quietly and then continued the lesson.

However, her wish was not to be. Not long after their return, the two girls started nattering to each other again. Miss Smiley interrupted them repeatedly, telling them to stop talking and focus on the lesson, but each time they soon lost interest and started chatting again.

After repeated warnings, Miss Smiley finally snapped and informed them that she was placing them in detention. They could stay behind at the end of the lesson and do some extra work for her, whilst she did some marking.

The girls were not at all happy with this and sat at their desks feeling very hacked off! Charlotte sat there looking very bored, whilst Sarah scowled angrily at Miss Smiley with her arms folded defiantly across her bosom.

At the end of the class, the girls remained in their seats as the others left the classroom. As Miss Smiley was instructing them about what work she wanted them to do, Sarah interrupted her,

“You’re not a very good teacher are you Miss Smiley?”

Miss Smiley looked stunned, but managed to ask, “What makes you think that Sarah?”

“You’re very boring and can’t keep control of your pupils. Isn’t that right Charlotte?”

“Yes Miss! Sarah has got the measure of you just right, and your dress sense is dreadful!” Charlotte chipped in, adding another insult to Sarah’s.

Unfortunately, once difficult pupils sense a teacher has no control, some of them just ‘go for the jugular’!

Miss Smiley was flabbergasted and looked really upset. How on earth could she respond to such a ‘full-on frontal assault’ by two girls who she seemed totally incapable of intimidating. She was on the brink of bursting into tears. Fortunately she just managed to hold herself together and finally had the sense to seek my help.

“Don’t leave the classroom. Stay exactly where you are. I’m going to fetch Mr. Jones,” she said and walked quickly out of the room heading towards my Office.

“Oh dear,” said Charlotte. “That’s done it! We shouldn’t have goaded her quite so hard. We’re going to cop it from Mr.Jones now!”

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Whilst all this was going on, I was busily trying to pacify a local shopkeeper who had rung me concerning two girls from my school that he had captured stealing some items on his security camera on Wednesday afternoon. I asked him to email me a copy of the video so that I could try to identify the pair and assured him that I would deal with the culprits very severely. He seemed happy to leave it at that rather than involving the police. After this conversation, I asked my secretary to bring in the class registers. Looking through the Wednesday entries, I noted that two girls had been off school that day, supposedly with tummy bugs….Charlotte and Sarah!

Not long afterwards, the email came through, and there were the same two girls on video, stealing! I was furious. 

At that very moment, Miss Smiley knocked on my door. She told me about Charlotte and Sarah’s blatant disregard for her authority. She was very upset and close to tears. I quickly showed her the video, and asked her to confirm their identity. With a smile, she did. I picked  up a tawse and passed it to her, and then picked up my cane. 

“Follow me Miss Smiley!”

When we got to the classroom, the two girls were larking about, clearly making fun of Miss Smiley in her absence.

“Oh Miss Smiley, we are so naughty! You must spank us! Then we can spank you!” Giggle, giggle!

Those words were said just as we stood at the door, about to enter. 

“WE HEARD THAT!” I roared out and immediately their giggling ceased.

The girls froze as my voice brought fear into their hearts. 

“I have just had a message from ‘Fossbetts’, the shop in the High Street, about two thieves they caught on camera. Just as I was checking their identity and the school absentee records, in came Miss Smiley here, to tell me of your rudeness and lack of respect!! So, not only are you messing about and ridiculing her in the classroom in her absence, wearing non-regulation knickers and non-regulation stockings, you also write notes allegedly from your parents about a tummy bug, take an afternoon off and start a life of crime! Miss Smiley has just confirmed your identity from the security video the shop sent me .”

She nodded and smiled at them as they looked at her. ‘That’s finally ‘nailed you’, hasn’t it girls!’ she thought beginning to feel much better about life.

I continued, ”I have promised to deal with the matter myself, rather than get the Police involved. To start with Miss Smiley is going to spank your bare bottoms!”

Her face lit up  and again she smiled at them.

“After she’s finished with you, I am going to give you the tawse, on the bare, for being rude. Then I am going to cane your bare buttocks, without mercy for letting me down, the school down and your parents down. You parents will also get a letter! You have also let yourselves down. Now bend over and bare your bottoms for Miss Smiley to smack them!”

Miss Smiley being a timid young woman, smacked their bottoms, but hardly made a mark. Nevertheless, she seemed pleased and content to have been given the opportunity to smack them…something that she had never dreamt of being able to do before this moment.

“Miss Smiley, if you will, I would like you to witness their punishment from me.”

“Oh yes Mr Jones, of course.” Once again she smiled and stared at the two naughty girls, thinking ‘now you’re going to get it!’

“Drag the spanking stool out to the centre of the classroom Charlotte and you can bend over it first!” I barked.

“Why have you pulled those ridiculous pink panties up Charlotte? Take them down immediately!”

How Miss Smiley enjoyed the nervous fumblings as Charlotte slid them back down, her bottom mounding up, beautifully ‘ripe’ for punishment as she bent back over the stool.

I gave her wriggling bottom six with the tawse, and then picked up the cane to give her six with that. The ferocity of my caning shocked Miss Smiley, but she did not take her eyes off the spectacle of kicking legs and squeals.

“Change places!”

Sarah took her position as Charlotte stood to watch.

“Get those wretched pink panties down immediately! You know full well your punishment is to be on the bare. GET THEM DOWN THIS INSTANCE!” I bellowed, my face almost turning the same pink as her knickers in my anger.

I then proceeded to thrash her slightly larger, rounder bottom as ferociously as I had done Charlotte’s…

“Let that be a lesson you both. Now get to the front and display your punished bottoms.”

“Yes Mr.Jones,” they replied in unison.

Miss Smiley looked very satisfied that her two tormentors had finally got their comeuppance, as the two girls struggled  to walk and get into position with their pink knickers around their knees.

I instructed them to bend over to display their punished bottoms, with their noses to touching the projection screen…

I left Miss Smiley in charge of them, after telling the girls to stay there for half an hour to contemplate their sins.

As I turned to leave, Miss Smiley beamed at me. I don’t think that  she will have any more trouble from them now!