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Jessica looked up from her desk at the three miscreants who had been waiting in her office the past ten minutes or so.
“Smoking behind the sports hall. Do you think the school rules permit that?” The two boys looked down at the floor sheepishly. Only the girl spoke up.
“But Miss, we’re 18, it’s legal for us to smoke,” she said impertinently.
Jess raised her voice slightly. “It may be legal in this state, but while you are a member of this school, you will obey all of the school rules, and receive correction if you do not. Is that clear?”
“Yes Miss,” they chanted in unison.
“I would dearly like to give you all a good thrashing here and now, but unfortunately the current disciplinary regulations prevent me from giving you, Amelia, the physical correction that you clearly need. No need to worry, though – once we’re done here, you will report immediately to your dorm supervisor and ask them to correct you. In front of your whole dorm group if they so wish.
“I’ve a good mind to demote you to Achievement Grade 2 as well. If I catch you doing anything like this again, rest assured it will be straight back to Achievement Grade 1! Now, while I deal with your partners in crime, you can get your nose against the wall, on your tiptoes and hands on head. Good.” The regulations did not allow teachers to spank male students on their bare bottoms ‘in the view of’ female students. Jess calculated that this was an excellent workaround to maximize the boys’ humiliation and the girl’s anticipation of her coming punishment while still technically staying within the rules.
She looked to the two boys, her tone becoming somewhat gentler. “I’m so disappointed in all of you. You, Andrew, also an Achievement Grade 3. You really should know better. Go on then, I want to get home. You know what to do.”
“But, Miss..”
Jess interrupted. “Amelia can’t see you. She can hear you though, so it’s up to you how much noise you want to make.”
The two boys reluctantly began to take down their pants, which differed slightly due to the three Achievement Grades that regulated uniforms and privileges across all students. Charlie’s grey slacks and tight grey briefs belied his status as Achievement Grade 2, whilst Andrew’s Grade 3 allowed him to wear very smart black pants as well as his own underwear, provided it was of the brief type and in a muted, plain colour.
Jess was pleased to see that neither of them was erect, which seemed to happen quite commonly before she applied physical correction. “Good. Now, what do you have to say for yourselves? You first, Charlie.”
Every male student knew what sort of thing they needed to say here. Charlie was no different. “Miss Crawford, please correct me physically for smoking and breaking the school rules, so that I may improve my behaviour in the future.”
“Good boy. Andrew?” He obediently parroted the words.
“Well then.” She stood up. “Both of you, step forward and bend over my desk. You may grab hold of the edge to help you keep still.”
Jess went to pick up her trusty ruler that had warmed many a naughty bottom. Then again, smoking felt like a particularly serious breach of the rules. She used her ruler daily for things like lateness, talking out of turn, uniform infractions and so on. Perhaps something a little more severe was called for here. On the bookshelf sat a rather dusty leather strap, a gift from one of the other teachers when she started at Severlin Finishing School. She had never used it as she felt flexible implements could be a little unwieldy, but after Ümraniye Grup Escort spontaneously whipping her girlfriend’s daughter Emily with a belt a few weeks ago, she felt more confident about it.
She took the old thing down, brushing the dust off. It was thick and wide, so shouldn’t cause any cuts or lasting bruising. A few tentative slaps on her hand showed that it was, in fact, quite controllable, and had the potential to cause a lot of pain.
Without any warning of which boy would receive the first lick, she brought it down with a loud CRACK on Charlie’s bottom.
***
Once Jess had soundly strapped both boys and sent the three contrite students on their way, she headed straight to Sam’s house to finally begin the weekend.
“Sorry I was a bit late,” she said as she changed, “I had to deal with three students I found smoking on school grounds after class was over.”
Sam sat on the bed, watching as Jess removed her skirt and tights to reveal a pair of high-cut black panties. A little 80s, perhaps, but she loved the way they emphasized her lover’s already long legs. “You seem to be have to ‘deal with’ bad students almost every day.”
“Pretty much. These three weren’t actually in my class, but if the break the rules there need to be consequences.” She unfastened her bra, her pert breasts bouncing slightly as they were released. Sam was ready to pull her onto the bed there and then. “It’s only a shame that I’m not allowed to punish the girls properly. I mean, I can send them for correction from their dorm supervisor, but it’s always better if it happens right after the bad behaviour.”
“That seems unfair. We’ve seen with Emily that girls need it just as much.” Emily had received her first spanking ever a few weeks ago from Jess, and the new regime had improved her behaviour considerably.
“I keep pushing for a change, but the leadership are pretty conservative in that sense. That reminds me – you know we had a chat about all of Emily’s inappropriate clothes? I thought I could take her out shopping tomorrow and get her some nicer ones. My treat.”
“I think that would be lovely. We can tell her at dinner. Talking of inappropriate clothes..” Sam pulled off the long t-shirt she was wearing, lying back on the bed to show off her very minimal thong and lace suspender belt. Jess grinned and climbed on top of her, their nipples briefly brushing against each other.
“You know, if I caught Emily wearing something like that she wouldn’t sit down for a week.”
“I’d add another week to that.” Sam grabbed Jess’s buttocks in both hands pulling her panties into the crack so she could feel the rounded, moderately muscular mounds. “I’ve been a really slutty girl. You better fuck it out of me.”
***
Jess knocked on Emily’s bedroom door, and went straight in. The 18-year old was, somewhat surprisingly, dressed and almost ready to go. It seemed that the rigorous regime of discipline Sam and Jess had put in place was working wonders!
“Oh hey! I’m pretty much ready, just need to sort my makeup out.”
“No rush – I thought we could have a little chat before we go. Your mum tells me your behaviour has improved a lot recently.”
Emily looked a little embarrassed. “Er…yeah I guess so.” Jess knew she had been over her mother’s lap quite a few times in the first week or so, but now it seemed to have got a little better. “Mum spanked me a couple days ago for talking back but other than that I’ve been good!”
It was really pleasing to hear the girl being so proud Ümraniye Manken Escort of her good behaviour, and Jess was also glad to hear that Sam had still been laying down the law; she had never tried spanking her daughter before. “I’m so glad to hear that. Is that what you’re planning to wear today?” Emily, as she so often did, wore a short denim skirt and a vest top.
“Yeah, do you think it’s a nice outfit?”
Jess sat down on the bed. “Emily,” she said firmly, “We’re going out today to buy you some new clothes that are more appropriate for your age. It’s not a good way to start by wearing a short skirt and revealing top, is it?”
“I guess not.” It was always good to ask questions they could agree with.
“I agree. Let’s get those off and see what we can find for you to wear today.” Emily hesitated, but Jess was ready, “Come on, I’ve had you bare-bottomed over my knee, I’ve seen it all before.” The girl eventually took her top off and wriggled out of the skirt. “Emily! A thong! Do you really think that’s suitable underwear? It doesn’t even cover your bottom, and you were planning to wear a skirt with that?.”
“It’s just normal panties! Everyone wears them. I know Mum wears them!”
“Your mother is an adult who has earned the right to wear what she wants. You’re a young girl who clearly needs guidance in how to conduct yourself.” It was difficult for Jess to keep her voice composed, which she felt was important. “You can take that off right now. That bra too, it’s far too sexual.” Emily obeyed – she knew what would happen if she didn’t.
Sighing, Jess got up from the bed. Emily was standing in front of her, fully naked, and she could see how much of a woman’s body the teenager had. “You can stay right there, young lady, and I’ll find some suitable clothes for our day out.”
“I’m sorry, Jess. I didn’t realise.”
“It’s ok. I’m just glad we have this chance to sort it out now. Let’s see what’s in here.” She opened the wardrobe. As she expected, there was not much in the way of what she would consider appropriate clothes for an 18-year old. After some digging, she managed to find a pair of light blue cotton boyshort-type panties, a modest white bra, a black midi skirt and a t-shirt. “Right, you can wear these. They’re nice clothes too, right?”
“Yeah I love that skirt!” Emily reached to get them, but Jess moved them out of reach.
“Not yet, young lady. We’re going to have to go through this wardrobe and get rid of a lot of your clothes before we buy new ones.”
She started with the panty drawer. Each thong, lacy brazilian and too-brief brief was held up in front of a humble Emily then rejected into a heap on the floor. “You can keep your hands by your sides – you’re clearly no stranger to putting everything on show.” Then the bras, each more transparent than the last, were added to the growing pile. Short skirts, shorter shorts and revealing tops were all thrown unceremoniously on the floor. All that remained were a few pairs of jeans, dresses of the smarter variety, another white bra and a few pairs of pastel-coloured bikini panties with the tags still on. Plus a crying Emily.
Jess put her arms round the naked girl, hugging her close and stroking her hair. “There, there, it’s ok. We’re going to go out soon and get you loads of new clothes. Nice ones – you’re going to look beautiful!”
“Yeah? You promise?”
“I promise. Now, there’s one more thing. Your mum’s told me what a good girl you’ve been recently – coming home on time, helping with chores – and that she’s Ümraniye Masöz Escort hardly had to spank you in the past few weeks.” Emily nodded. “I’m really happy about that and I hope you are too, but sometimes we all need a reminder of the rules.” She gestured towards the freshly printed list of house rules that was pinned to the wall. “I was thinking of doing this anyway, but after seeing your outfit I’m certain that you need a little spanking just to help you remember how to behave, especially before our day out together.”
Emily nodded. That was important in itself – she was already resigned to the coming correction, and Jess would not need to smack her so hard or for so long. “I’m sorry, Jess. You’re right. I think a little reminder would help me.”
“That’s really mature of you to admit that. You’ve come such a long way from the kicking, screaming brat I had to hold over my lap a few weeks back. Don’t worry, this won’t be like that. Why don’t you get on your bed. Yep, like that.”
Standing next to the bed, Jess placed a hand on Emily’s back. The girl was on all fours, her face towards the wall and her small breasts hanging straight down. Jess gently moved her legs apart – being able to access the softer skin on the underneath of her bottom would mean she didn’t need to smack so hard. “Before I forget, you need to stop this shaving between your legs. It’s just not appropriate.”
“I will, I’m sorry.”
“Good girl. This won’t be so bad. Just stay still and remember it’s for your own good.”
Jess knelt on the bed and started lightly smacking Emily’s bottom, steadily increasing the severity until she felt it was enough – she was not used to using only her hand; at school it was invariably her ruler, and the few times previously she had taken Emily in hand it was with a hairbrush or belt.
She felt Emily squeak and cry softly as she continued the smacks on the sensitive sit-spots and down the back of her thighs. As the girl instinctively tried to move her rear out of the way, Jess pressed her hand a little more firmly into Emily’s back. “Keep still, you’re being a really good girl.”
Once Emily’s bottom and thighs had been turned a light pink, Jess stopped. “That’s it, well done, I’m proud of you.” She put her arms round Emily, kissing her on the forehead. “Hopefully that little reminder will help you to be on your best behaviour all day, what do you think?”
“I will be, I promise. Thank you for spanking me, I think I do sometimes need a reminder.”
That was music to Jess’s ears. “Aw that’s ok honey. You know, I was brought up by my aunt, who was a real no-nonsense woman. Every Sunday evening at 5pm, whether we had misbehaved or not, me and my cousin Andrea had to report to her bedroom, where she would have us bend over the bed, lift our skirts and spank us to tears. Then she’d take a belt to cousin George’s bare bottom in the lounge while we watched.
“My point is, I’m grateful to my aunt for giving me the discipline I need to succeed in life. Even when I didn’t specifically break any rules, she was always there to make sure I remembered what the rules were.
“Anyway, we should think about getting ready and going out! Why don’t you stand up, good girl.”
Jess held out the rather more conservative choice of panty for Emily to step into, pulling them up as the girl winced. “I know it hurts honey. But a good spanking should stay as a reminder for the whole day, or even longer.” She patted Emily’s now-covered bottom. “Remember, if you do act up today, I won’t hesitate to whip this little bum red raw when we get home. But I know you’re going to be a good girl.”
“I will, I don’t need another spanking.”
“I sure hope not.” Jess smiled and helped Emily into the rest of her clothes. “Lovely. Why don’t you give your face a little wash and then what say we hit the smoothie bar first?”
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