Chapter 4: Extreme Escalations

The morning’s events had shaken me up quite a bit. I was not used to being the centre of attention, and though I had shared the spotlight with Nicole, I had been the one putting on the show. I was much happier back in my comparatively private punishment suite.

As the lunch hour approached, I was beginning to realise that I had a new problem: I had missed breakfast so as not to be late to see the Head, and the day before my lunch hour had been spent ‘working’. I made a mental note for the future to make sure to get to breakfast and to prepare myself some sort of packed lunch, maybe a sandwich and some fruit, to get me through the day. As if to make my point, my stomach was making noises. I was almost hoping that there might not be anything to do so that I could make a quick dash to the luncheon hall, but five minutes after the lunch bell had rung, there was a line of four girls outside the office. I was a bit worried I would forget which was which, so, once they were seated in the waiting room/office I handed them each a form for the file, asking them to fill in their name and form. I then collected their slips and took them into the actual punishment room. Only as I was leaving the room did I realise that I knew two of these girls: Nicole (again!!) and Amelie!

Back in the punishment room I looked at their slips first. Nicole was in for 20 on panties, but there was an additional note from the teacher: ‘Mr Danvers, please enter this code - § 2249 112 into the computer in order to compute the correct escalation’. Good. Nicole was clearly a special case, with all of her recent visits and public punishments! Amelie’s slip was less helpful: ‘10 on skirt’. I would have to find out her escalation all by myself. I remembered that I was supposed to call in Mrs Lodenheim as a witness. I rang her number - she answered straight away. I explained and told her about the Head’s request.

“I will be there instantly - why don’t you get started with her, work out her escalations etc? But don’t get started properly until I am there.”

I called Amelie in. She was breathing hard.

“So what gives me the honour of this repeated visit?”, I asked her, somewhat patronisingly.

“I chatted in class. Twice.”, she replied.

“So, you visited twice yesterday, so that this is your third visit in two days. I’m afraid I’ll have to put this in the computer. The base line is 10 strokes on skirt.”

I entered the dates and the number of strokes. It appeared that, having once visited twice in one day, another visit within seven days doubled the escalations again, making four in all, because the computer spat out:

Option 1: 32 skirt Option 2: 24 panties Option 3: 18 bare Option 4: 13 dressed just in bra

“So,” I asked her, who could not see the screen, “what is it to be?”

“How about I get naked and you don’t give me any strokes at all?”, she gasped, under her breath. “I could let you touch me, if you want...”

I looked at her, abashed.

At that very moment, there was a knock on the door and Mrs Lodenheim entered. I had to think quickly.

“Err, thank you, Mrs Lodenheim. Amelie, the Head has requested that Mrs Lodenheim be present for your punishments until further notice.” She looked pitiful. This was clearly not going the way she had planned. I have to admit that I wasn’t too thrilled, either.

“So, I had just asked you what punishment you think would be appropriate in these circumstances.”

Mrs Lodenheim had walked round to my side of the desk and was checking out the computer screen.

“Err, let me think. How many escalations do I get?”

I looked at Mrs Lodenheim, who shook her head.

“I am not at liberty to say. It is for you to judge what punishment you deserve.”

“Ok. 30 on skirt?”

I wasn’t too sure what to do next, but Mrs Lodenheim was there to help.

“I am afraid that’s insufficient. Enter her suggestion into the computer, Mr Danvers!”

I did, and the computer returned:

Option 1: 42 skirt Option 2: 32 panties

“It’ll be 42 on skirt, I’m afraid”, I announced. I did not want to raise Mrs Lodenheim’s suspicions that I would much have preferred the other option, and even more the option Amelie had outlined before she so rudely interrupted us.

Amelie was not thrilled, but took the 42 whacks with dignity. She nevertheless left defeated, with a sigh, and a few tears, afterwards.

“Ok”, said Mrs Lodenheim, I guess I’ll return to my other duties then. Well done, Tom!”

I thought for a moment that it would probably be the professional thing to ask her to stay for Nicole’s punishment, but the moment had passed and she was gone.

I next called in the girl who had chatted with Amelie in class - she, too, was to get 10 on skirt, but there were no escalations. She nonetheless screamed her head off when I laid into her with the cane - I guess I was rather frustrated and took it out on her to some extent.

The next girl, Aoife, was to get 20 on panties - slightly more interesting, granted, but I was preoccupied with Nicole’s coming punishment. Still, that was a nice behind, barely covered by her cotton panties, and a bit of dampness was noticeable between her legs...

Afterwards, she got dressed quickly and left. Now for Nicole...

“What happened to you?”, I asked her. “Have you not had enough?”

“Well, I got teased and made fun of all morning, so I snapped and told them to all just fuck off. Bad mistake.”

“Indeed. I am supposed to enter a code for your escalations...”

I did. The computer screen showed the following instructions:

“Please ask the student to name her own punishment as she considers appropriate, including whether this should be administered on her skirt, panties, bare, dressed in just a bra or fully naked.