I was running late! I’d been dreaming and tossing and turning well into the night and, as a consequence, had overslept. I didn’t want to be late for this particular meeting – I sensed I was already on the wrong side of Mrs Dickinson, the school Headmistress. My name is Sarah Lonsdale, and I am the newest school Governor. I attended my first meeting last night and it didn’t go according to plan. Well, not my plan anyway. I...

‘Mrs Dickinson, may I ask you something?’ I asked. ‘Please do, Mrs Lonsdale!’ ‘How else could I get punished at the school?’  Mrs Dickinson smiled at me. ‘I take it you are speaking hypothetically? Your interest in punishments at the school intrigues me, Mrs Lonsdale. Has your opinion altered at all from last night? I could feel myself blushing. ‘Yes, it has, Mrs Dickinson. The things I felt as you were – caning me – have...

As we walked away from the Gym, and towards the Head Girl’s office on the other side of the school, my mind was in turmoil. The things I’d experienced that afternoon had evoked such conflicting feelings and emotions in me. Things I would never have imagined possible. That I had a very sore bottom was the most obvious. But that felt almost secondary to the fact that I’d just been spanked in front of thirty sixteen-year-old...

Feeling somewhat dazed, I meekly followed Rachel away from the Head Girl’s office, and towards the Detention classroom. The events of the last hour had once again turned my world upside down. How could they not? To add to my earlier punishments, not only had I just been strapped and spanked by four teenage girls, but I’d also been – enticed, I think was a good word - into pleasuring the Head Girl with my tongue, whilst th...

I knocked on the door that was clearly marked: “Mrs Sheila Vero, Senior School Governor”. ‘Enter!’ I opened the door and stepped into her office. It was very much like the Headmistress’s study, with a desk, sofa and two armchairs, as well as a series of wooden cabinets. ‘Ah, Mrs Lonsdale. I’ve been waiting for you! Come in, come in! Sit!’ Mrs Vero pointed to an upright chair in front of her desk. I sat, with my hands in m...