![]() ![]() The terrifyingly familiar electric spark of expectation pulsed in her groin. ![]() ![]() She couldn't properly imagine what it must be like to be caned and the birch was just beyond her comprehension. I hope I don't see a potential twelve-point character in front of me, for your sakes!" She smiled at the girls, but Lucy saw that her eyes were cold and the thought made her shiver. Six points will get you a taste of my tawse, ten points the cane and for twelve points you may visit the coppice at the back of the kitchen and gather me a nice bundle of birch twigs. "At the end of each term your points will be totalled up and you will be sent away with a suitable reminder to ensure that your stay here remains imprinted on your mind and elsewhere too - for some time to come. "And what's more -" she wagged a finger at Lucy, "- each time you receive a punishment for a misdemeanour from a member of staff here, it will be logged as a demerit point or perhaps even several points." Miss Parkin's voice cut harshly through Lucy's fantasy. The thought that she might actually find herself on the receiving end of Miss Parkin's wrath terrified her, but at the same time she could not suppress the thrill of excitement as she tried to visualise herself twisting and wriggling under the mistress's firm grip. Lucy felt a familiar butterfly in her stomach. If the two girls did not toe that line, then they would both find themselves unable to sit down for some considerable time. Lucy and Juliette were left in no doubt that Miss Parkin had her own way of doing things, and her own particular line. She made it clear that she intended to see that they benefited from the experience. As far as Miss Parkin was concerned, her two new charges were simply young offenders who had been sent to Carstairs for their own good. In fact she had made up a story as she went along, something at least partially true in Juliette's case, alluding to her brush with the traffic warden, but glossing over her subsequent punishment. Aunt Elspeth, as Lucy had come to think of the old lady, had made no attempt to explain to her colleague that either girl had special status - just as she'd promised. She had listen with rapt attention as Miss Parkin gave her introductory lecture. On an altogether different plane, the one which really mattered if she was honest with herself, her experiences over the last few days had wildly excited her and she craved more, like a drug. She had to admit that she was being given a unique opportunity to research her chosen field. On a purely practical level, she very much wanted to complete her studies and qualify for her doctorate. She could not even explain to herself why she had gone along with his game. Lucy knew that Sebastian had manoeuvred her and in her heart of hearts she also knew that she had known all along that he would. It was a trait which normally gave Lucy confidence in a person but, in the present circumstances, she wondered if that strength of grip would be translated into a strong right arm. When she shook hands with the girls Lucy immediately noticed her warm, firm grip. She carried no excess flesh and her figure was obviously still trim. Lucy judged her to be in her forties, but it was difficult to tell. The Vice Principal was a lady of medium height with dark hair, turning to silver. Juliette's great aunt Elspeth had escorted the two girls from her comfortable lounge, along a corridor to an altogether more austere office where she had introduced them to Miss Parkin. Despite the restless night, broken by a series of nightmares, this was no dream and she had not imagined the predicament she was now in. As she sat bolt upright, staring at the sparsely furnished room, awareness came flooding back to her and she buried her head in her hands. Lucy woke with a start, her sleep-befuddled brain confused by the unfamiliar surroundings and strange bed. But it happens much sooner than she expected. As you may have guessed, Lucy doesn't have long to wait before finding out what a real spanking feels like. Last week we found our friends Juliette and Lucy being enrolled as schoolgirls at Carstairs, a private school for girls who have been in trouble with the law.
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