Miss Beeton was amusing herself with Anna.
“I think you deserve some sort of punishment for your insolence. Don’t you agree, girl?” The young wardress was asking from her seat on the edge of the desk.
“I-I’m sorry M-Miss ... I-I didn’t see you, Miss ...” The tall dark-haired woman stammered. Was it her fault that she had bumped into this little cow as she rounded a corner?
“That isn’t what I asked you, you stupid girl,” Miss Beeton snapped, folding her arms.
“I ... I su-suppose so ... M-Miss ...” Anna stood shame-faced, dressed in the ridiculous school uniform. How she hated being treated like this, especially by this wardress. “S-Sorry Miss... I sup-suppose I do, Miss...” Anna clasped her hands behind her back trying to hide her anger.
“Show me your bottom, girl,” Miss Beeton said, picking up a wide wooden paddle from the desk.
Without any hesitation Anna turned, placed her thumbs into the elastic of her shorts and knickers and slid them halfway down her thighs, took the hem of her gymslip and lifted it clear of her buttocks.
“I think that as you admit to deserving a punishment, it is only fitting that you give it to yourself.” Miss Beeton sniggered as she knocked Anna’s hands from her skirt. Taking the hem, she pulled it right up before placing the paddle in Anna’s hand, patting and squeezing the woman’s bottom cheeks.
“How old are you?” Miss Beeton asked.
“Twenty... twenty-eight M-Miss...” Having to give her age to this young woman always made her squirm inwardly. Admitting that she was in fact ten years senior to Miss Beeton as she lay across the desk displaying her bare bottom would no doubt make any woman squirm.
“Twenty-eight...” Ann mused, “In that case, I think twenty-eight nice hard spanks on each of your fat bottom cheeks will teach you to be far more careful in future. I don’t have to tell you I want good firm spanks. Also, to save me the trouble of counting them, you can do it. Carry on.”
“One... Miss...”
“Harder!”
Spllaaattttt ... “Two... Miss...”
“I said HARDER!”
Spllaaattttt ... “Three ... Miss ...”
Spllaaattttt ... “Four... Miss...”
Spllaaattttt ... “Five ... Miss...”
Spllaaattttt ... “Six... Miss...”
Already Anna’s right buttock cheek was beginning to burn. She laid on the spanks as hard as she could, trying to spread them out as best she could. After 20 spanks there didn’t seem to be a part of her bottom that wasn’t on fire.
To Anna’s added humiliation, one of the maids came into the room as she continued her spanking.
“Oh, sorry Miss, I didn’t know you were in here. I’ll come back later,” the woman said.
“That’s all right, Doris, carry on, we won’t be long.” Miss Beeton smiled towards the maid.
“Been a naughty girl, has she, Miss?” the woman asked as she began to dust the desk.
“You could say that,” Miss Beeton replied. “Keep your eye on her for a moment, I won’t be long.” She stood up from the desk and opened the door. “When she’s given herself twenty-eight she’s to start on her other cheek, good hard strokes too. Let me know if they are not.”
As Miss Beeton left the room, the maid stopped her dusting. With an evil grin she went and stood just behind Anna. From time to time the domestic staff found themselves in a position to have some sport with the ‘pupils’, and this to her was one such chance.
“Come along, you heard what your teacher said,” she mocked as Anna, now with tears streaming down her face brought the paddle down for the twenty-second time.
Spllaaattttt ... “Twenty-two... ”
Spllaaattttt ... “Twenty-three...”
“Harder girl! Or I’ll tell your teacher,” warned the maid.
Miserably, Anna struck her right buttock cheek even harder
Spllaaattttt ... “Oww…. Twenty-four...”
Spllaaattttt ... “Ouch… Twenty-five...”
Spllaaattttt ... “Oww…Twenty-six... ”
Spllaaattttt ... “Ouch… Twenty-seven...”
Spllaaattttt ... “Oww…Twenty-eight...”
Anna paused, desperately wanting to rub the buttock she had been compelled to spank so hard.
“Come on, you haven’t finished yet girl. Let’s see you do the other cheek.”
With a groan of utter despair, Anna took the paddle in her left hand and struck her left buttock.
“One….”
“Harder!”
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