Sally remembered sitting on the chair in the secretary's office outside the Headmistresses Study. She was partway through a double detention. Although there were a dozen girls in detention, she was the only girl with a double. She knew that she was going to be spanked, and, sure enough, at the end of the first detention her name was called out and she was told to go to the Headmistresses Study. As usual she had to sit on one of the chairs outside and wait to be called in. She thought it unusual that she was the only girl waiting for a spanking but didn’t query it with the secretary.
Sally attended Sixth-Form College and so all of the girls were sixteen or seventeen-years-old. She was seventeen-years-old. She was wearing her school uniform of course which was a blue and white short-sleeved gingham dress with short white socks. Luckily today she was wearing her regulation white school knickers as it would have been far worse if she had worn the sexy slinky knickers she sometimes wore for school. She didn’t ever wear them on a gym day, of course, but all the girls did it. If they were caught it was a detention for sure but that didn't put many of the girls off.
Sally was fidgeting nervously when waiting to go in to the Study. It had always previously been for a telling off by the Headmistress but nothing more. However, she knew this time it would be more as she would be getting a bare bottom spanking. There was no doubt in her mind. Still, she had often wondered what a spanking would be like. She never got spanked at home but lots of her friends were. She saw their red tear-filled eyes as they rubbed their bottoms and they said how horrible it was. Even so, it just grew in Sally's mind. What was a spanking really like? Was it a feeling of security she would feel as she lowered her knickers knowing she was only having to do so because she had earned a spanking? Surely that must go through her mind? What about when going across the person's lap? Was that sexy or worrying? Maybe the person giving the spanking was turned on and was going to have an orgasm part way through? That was possible she supposed although no one had ever suggested that to her. It was her imagination running away with her perhaps as it usually did.
Sally didn't get the double detention on purpose. She was too much of a goody-goody for that. However, now she was outside the Headmistresses Study she was having second thoughts this time. Maybe she did deserve it this time? That was natural she supposed but real enough. She was not looking forward at all to having to take her knickers off and go across the Headmistresses lap as it would be so humiliating. Still, it would just be the two of them which was unlike some of her friends who were spanked in front of the whole family and even friends of their parents. That must be really awful she reckoned. Anyway, this wouldn’t be too bad. A quick spanking and then out again. A few tears and then she would tell all her friends how she had got her first spanking. She might even enjoy the notoriety.
The buzzer went on the secretary's desk. The secretary picked up the phone and clearly listening to the person at the other end, presumably Mrs Jones the Headmistress, she looked at her and said, "Yes, Headmistress. Sally is outside now ... Okay, I will send her in."
Sally's heart raced as she realised the time had come.
"In you go," the Secretary ordered.
"Yes, Miss," Sally replied respectfully.
Sally stood up and went to the door to the Headmistresses Study. She knocked and waited.
"In," came the sharply spoken order.
Sally’s heart was beating quickly with trepidation as she opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind her. She walked over to the Headmistresses desk and it was then she saw the other lady who looked about fifty-years-old so the same age roughly as the Headmistress. Sally was shocked and the shock showed on her face.
Mrs Jones saw the shocked look and although ignoring it did explain, "This is Mrs Brown, the Mayor's wife. She wanted to see how I disciplined you girls so I invited her along today."
Sally was horrified. She had just about come to terms with taking her knickers off for the Headmistress but wasn't expecting anyone else to see her bare bottom and definitely not someone she didn't know. She bit her lip and wondered about objecting but then she noticed the canes hanging on the hooks on the wall and thought better of it.
Mrs Jones noticed that Sally had registered the canes on the wall. That was why they were there after all. She had plenty more in the cupboard but the ones on the wall had their uses.
Mrs Jones stood up and walked around her desk and took hold of the visitor’s chair which doubled up as the spanking chair. At least it was the chair Mrs Jones sat on to spank the schoolgirls. She turned the chair away from the desk and sat down.
Instead of talking to Sally Mrs Jones spoke to Mrs Brown. "I get the girls to take their knickers right off as it gets them in to the right mind set. You know what I mean? No knickers means a bare bottom so they can't run out of the room and more often than not just want to get it over with so they can put their knickers back on."
"Very well thought out, Mrs Jones," Mrs Brown said with a stoic smile.
Mrs Jones looked at Sally and in an irate but strict tone of voice said, "Well, girl? Get on with it."
Sally scrunched up her face as she raised her dress hem up and stuck her thumbs inside the elastic of her knickers and pushed them downwards. She bent down and stepped out of her knickers and put them on the second chair by the wall before turning and going and standing to the Headmistresses side looking down at her lap. It wasn't the experience she was expecting.
Mrs Jones smiled at Mrs Brown and then turned to Sally and losing the smile ordered, "Get across my lap, girl."
Sally blushed as she glanced at Mrs Brown and saw a definite smirk. She looked back at Mrs Jones's lap and eased herself down. As she balanced on the floor on her hands and rested her whole weight on Mrs Jones's lap she looked at the backs of her legs and saw her own dangling under the far side of the chair. She glanced sideways and saw Mrs Brown's legs and knew that she would be looking down at her bare bottom. That was even more humiliating Sally thought. Much more humiliating in fact.
Mrs Jones didn't wait. She gave Sally's bottom just three circular rubs before raising her arm and bringing her open palm down on Sally's bare bottom cheek.
Sally grimaced at the spank but didn't make a noise. Nor did she as the spanks continued unabated. Not for a while anyway. She didn't count the spanks but after what must have been a couple of dozen spanks or so she started to let out little, "Ow's" and gasps and then grunts as the stinging of the constant spanks intensified. Sally had heard her friends describe how they were spanked and had assumed the spanking would follow that pattern and so wasn't surprised.
Mrs Jones was giving almost a running commentary during the spanking.