This short story is an entry in the 2001 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice.  The author would appreciate your comments

Category:  Child
 

That Certain Feeling

By

Alex Birch <alexbirch@blueyonder.co.uk>

Jenny walked slowly up the corridor, the sound of her own footsteps echoing down the deserted hallway.  She reached Dr. Fletcher's door and paused, heart in mouth, then closed her eyes for a second before knocking.

'Come !' the voice was sharp , and he frowned at her as she entered, his stern features turning Jenny to jelly as always.  She had been here twice before for retribution, first for four strokes of the strap across her skirt and then, when that failed to curb her exuberance, a second visit for six strokes delivered very hard across the seat of her panties.  Jenny began to tremble as he motioned her to sit then glared at her for some seconds.

'Jennifer Burton,,,,,' he began and the formality scared her ',,,,,, I am at a loss with you.  Twice you have been sent here for the strap and still you get into trouble.  Washroom graffiti now I understand.  Well this is going to stop young lady !.' He picked up the phone.  'I am calling Miss Foster as a witness' he said and Jenny froze.  Not her form mistress watching her punishment!  So mortifying!!

'You didn't have a witness before, Sir!' she whined meekly as the Head paused, phone in hand. 'Quite.but I didn't take your knickers down before either!' he growled as Jenny paled with shock.  Bare bottom in front of a witness!!  Oh Jesus!!

Miss Foster arrived and Jenny wished the earth would open up as Dr Fletcher reached for the strap. 'Very well, girl, lets get this over.  Twelve strokes on your bare bottom. Skirt right up and your knickers right off please!'

Trembling visibly, Jenny took off her knickers and bent over the desk, her face hot as she bared her buttocks.  Her labia were fleshy and she knew they could see everything as she bent low across the desk, sticking her bottom as far up as she could.

The strap whipped down across her bare bottom and she squealed and jumped as the pain scalded her buttocks, the tingle beginning already between her legs, just like last time.  Her nudity, though embarrassing, was oh so stimulating, the strap whipping down across her bottom as Jenny writhed across the desk.  She felt the warm moisture inside her vagina, experienced the swelling sensitivity of her clitoris as her bottom scalded.  Jenny knew that, naked, her arousal must be obvious and she wept with the shame rather than the pain.  Then it was over and she was told to dress. As Dr Fletcher delivered his post punishment lecture, Jenny saw Miss Foster's expression, a thin smile of understanding.  She knew all right!!

Once outside, Jenny hurried to the toilet anxious for sexual relief only to find her younger sister waiting by the wash stand.  She had been crying. 'Oh Jenny,,,' she wailed ',,,,,,I'm sorry I did it but why did you take the blame?'

Jenny grinned despite the pain as the crotch of her knickers tingled and throbbed. 'When you're older, Patty, you'll understand!' she said softly

The End

© Copyright Summer, 2001

Reviews

Tami  <tamishy(at)webtv(dot)net>
What we do for the ones we love, or is it the thing we love. Whichever, a cute story of sisterly love never-the-less. Nice Job.

Molly B  <mollyb(at)newsguy(dot)com>
A nice schoolgirl story about a budding spanko. Jennifer certainly is a naughty girl. Incorrigible even.