The Caning Headmistress

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Miss Dines, of 3, Beggarman's Lane, Knutsford, pleaded "not guilty" to assaulting Lynne, daughter of Mr and Mrs Harry Simmonds of 8a, Sydney Street, Greenbank, after she was caught eating crisps during a Maths lesson. I went to the toilet, walked upstairs and got a clean handkerchief, changed my tee shirt, threw myself onto the bed, got up again, looked at my watch again, and decided it was time to go. We are going to go through to the dining room, where I am going to administer four strokes of the cane to your seat, and three strokes of the strap to each of your hands.’ Hi everyone,Donna and Lucy, single or double sessions, spaces for July/August available now. Domme, sub, switch one of each you choose. Obviously I love both of these opportunities to play – and a happy week for me will include a balance of both. Each session with it’s own level of intensity that is balanced and measured – and different implements, sensations and severity that are suited to the individual recipient.

As a Disciplinarian I have a very specific array of traditional implements. Obviously my bare hand for an Over The Knee spanking comes first – but the other implements that I use include leather school straps, the infamous Lochgelly tawse, woooden hairbrushes (though this is more common as Aunty than Headmistress) and most of all the cane. My bottom stung so much – it felt kind of numb but burning hot and tingling, all at the same time. I wanted to rub it so badly! Mrs Hamilton sat at her desk and started to write a note. Looking up, she warned me again: “Stand still, John!”She led me into the next room, and had me stand at one end of the dining table, looking down its length.

My father’s words haunted me, and I wanted to do the right thing and tell what I had seen – but to own up would mean the cane. Even if my father was right, and Mrs Hamilton was lenient, I could expect a minimum of four strokes. I was very scared of that prospect. I hadn’t thought about it before, but today was becoming revelatory I terms of how clearly I was now seeing … But she was savouring the moment, as promised. She walked round the table and took her position to my left.I thought for a moment, but in reality I was already under her spell, and being enticed into her world and her way of thinking. I knew ‘petulant’ was an accurate way of describing my behaviour towards them, much of the time. I knew I would frequently choose to be childish and selfish. I knew that I shirked jobs around the house, and didn’t help out as much as I should. The half-beliefs and excuses I had used, convinced myself of, and hidden behind so much recently, were lying in tatters on the floor, and I could see their pathetic futility and smell their stink of faux self-righteousness. I was properly embarrassed by my own immaturity. Mr Hughes said when the police interviewed Miss Dines the day afterwards, she produced an ordinary three foot cane, which she said was an "official" cane she had brought from her previous school. Asked if Lynne had been in trouble with her before, Miss Dines had said she had spoken to the parents and they had agreed if she had trouble with Lynne she should punish her.

I will paraphrase the contents towards the end of this story.I read the stories on Maman with great interest – the following will explain why, and I cannot deny there my underlying interest in the subject matter. All went well for the first couple of years – but in the third year, I found myself in hot water. I would have been nine at the time, or possibly just turned 10.There was a pause. Then: “I now have to decide what to do with you.” The pit of my stomach churned. Here it came, my sentencing!