Chapter 14

Their visit to High Melbury was, as expected. This school was unwilling to use such drastic punishments. At first Miss Rowbotham simply stated that her ‘gals’ never did anything that would warrant such punishments. Miss Brokenshire was, perhaps, not quite so loyal to her head teacher as she should have been; she mentioned the case of Katherine dePeebles. “Oh yes? Who would she be?”

“She is a recidivist of the worst order, Mr Small.”

“Oh, hello Mr Small, come to see some more of us have you?” laughed Miss Turqoy as she walked past. Jack coloured enough to show the observant Mrs Dolmaine there was extra meaning to this. She recalled that he had been snowed in for the night; she had heard (being on the Ladies Committee with Miss Rowbotham) that he had had to share the teachers’ corridor. She wondered.

“Yes” persisted Miss Rowbotham “But surely this is not a suitable case?”

“She has not learnt from any other punishment, she caused much damage to the sports equipment last term; and this term she has been difficult, rude, uncooperative. Yes, I would beg to suggest that a bit of more active punishment might make her think”

“Well, I can see I am out-voted. I am not a believer in such punishments. Miss Brokenshire, you and Mr Small shall administer the punishment. I shall have no other attendees. It is not a circus! NO! I am adamant on this” The other two lady visitors graciously acceded to her demand; at least there would still be an adult female present. “I warn you, she will not take kindly to this. She will refuse to cooperate”

“Then” said Mrs Dolmaine “Mr Small must be given permission to restrain her” She was earnestly wishing she could be present. She felt a tingle in her loins at the thought of a man grabbing the girl and holding her tight to him as she was undressed from the waist, then to be beaten with a cane. Actually any implement would do. She began to think of the later night’s activities. Her husband had first imagined that sitting on an education committee was a dry-as-dust occupation to keep her from her dotage; he was sure it was the committee that had somehow drawn out his well-built wife’s penchant for spanking and sex; he just had no idea how.

A room was prepared, the girl was delivered, and the exit door was locked. The key was turned from the inside, and Miss Brokenshire rather theatrically dropped it into her bosom to keep it safe. The girl looked and scowled. She was tall, attractive, bosomy. She looked older than her sixteen years. “Katherine, you have brought this on yourself. Will you undress willingly?”

‘Undress?’ thought Jack Small, ‘What did she mean?’ It seemed Miss Brokenshire was going to make use of this opportunity to repay some slights she had received from this girl.

“Never” was Katherine’s reply; at which Miss Brokenshire grabbed her arm and Jack tied her arms behind her and then attached a rope to her waist and tied her to the table.

“You should let me prepare her” said Miss Brokenshire, “It would be improper for you to remove her clothing. Katherine, you are,” she looked at Mr Small “apologies for the language sir, an annoying bitch. I am tired of your disruptions. You will rue the day you drew that picture of me on the blackboard.” With that, she opened the girl’s blouse and loosened her undervest. Bosom support was not approved of in the school since it tended, so Miss Rowbotham contended, to make girls disport themselves. Thus, when the vest was loosened, the breasts were exposed. She was very well developed for a sixteen year old. “You will regret putting that pin on my chair.” Then her skirt was yanked to the floor. “You will think twice before trapping wasps in cups on the lower school lunch table.” She pulled the girls final covering from her bottom and then, to add to the girl’s shame, held her tight and turned her to face the man. “This is the body of a woman, housing the childish mind of an evil troll, Mr Small. We must work hard to drive the evil from her.” He had no choice but to look at her large, rounded breasts; her lightly furred slit; her reddened line and her prominent vulva. The woman was angry with this girl, she deliberately slapped the girl between her legs. Jack at last felt he had to act, as the hand came up and down for a second slap on that most delicate place, he interposed his hand to stop Miss Brokenshire. The result of the strong downward stroke was therefore to drive his own hand between the girl’s legs. The first time a man had touched her there. In most girls it would have caused horror. In this one it caused curiosity.

Katherine gave a little shriek of surprise “Oooh!” and looked up with something of a smile. Jack quickly removed his hand and apologised; though not to the extent of breaking off the punishment.

“I am sorry for that Miss dePeebles; it was entirely unwonted and accidental.