“Well let’s get it over with then” Gina said as she stood up.
Jim smiled. “Is it that much of an ordeal?” he asked her.
Gina returned the smile. “Of course it is”.
“You can always pull out” Jim told her.
Gina shook her head. “You know that I can’t” she told him.
He reached and stroked her cheek. “Yes I do”, he said as he touched her fondly.
Gina made her way out of the room and Jim called after her. “Bye the way” he said, “I have had a little bet with my friend that you will use the safe word early this time!”
She smiled nervously at him before turning to go upstairs. Once again the clothes were laid out on the bed, the blouse and skirt neatly pressed and the socks and knickers clean. She had contemplated bringing her vibrator with her, last time she had been so horny that she was quite wet by the time she got home, but she decided against it. She would never enjoy her own orgasm as much as she would have in the privacy of her own bed.
Once again she put her hair into a pony tail before taking that walk back downstairs to receive her punishment. She knocked on the door and waited for Jim’s voice to call out before stepping into the room. Jim was sat at his desk again and another male was sat on the settee. He was about the same age as Jim but he was quite overweight with thinning hair. He smiled at her. She noticed that the coffee table had been moved so that it was pointing towards the settee. “Corner, Jones!” Jim told her.
Gina stood in the corner waiting for Jim to call her to his desk. Once again she contemplated what was to come; the pain; the humiliation and indignity in front of a stranger. “Come here Jones!” Jim called.
Gina turned and walked to his desk. “I see there has been no improvement in your work or behaviour” he told her.
Gina looked down at her shoes and shook her head.
“She obviously hasn’t learnt her lesson!” the man on the settee said.
“Apparently so”, Jim added.
“How was she punished last time?” the man asked.
Jim told him.
“Waste of time caning over clothing” the man said, “The cane should always be given on bare flesh”
“It would be too humiliating for her though” Jim responded. “Having this done in front of one of the School Governors!”
“Perhaps that’s what she needs Headmaster!” he said.
Jim looked at her. “Maybe you are right!”
“Please Headmaster not that”, she pleaded, “I will change this time I promise”
“I thought you would have changed your behaviour after the last punishment but evidently it didn’t work!” Jim responded. “No the punishment has to be administered” he added as he picked up the can from his desk.
“Please Sir!” she pleaded. “At least let me keep my knickers on”
“Take off your skirt and knickers now Jones!” Jim ordered ignoring her pleas.
For a moment she just stood there. “Do I need to get the School Governor to help me strip you?”
Gina shook her head and reached for the buttons of her skirt. She could feel the man’s eyes upon her as she stepped out of skirt. She caught his eyes as she folded it and put it over the back of the settee, they were wide and leering. Glancing away, she took the waistband of her knickers and pushed them down. She heard his gasp as she pushed them past her thighs. As she placed them on top of the skirt she caught his leer again. He was almost salivating!
She stood for a moment with her hands together over her crotch while Jim put a couple of cushions down on the table. “I want you on your back on the table” he told her.
A little puzzled she lay on her back. Moments later she understood why when he took her ankles and lifted he legs in the air. “Grab the back of your knees” he told her.
Gina understood now as she pulled on her legs. Her bottom was raised and she was also very exposed. She also realised why the table had been moved and changed around. She was directly facing the other man, who was no doubt feasting his eyes upon her pussy.
“You know the routine Jones” Jim told her “Count and say thank you. By the way I am leaving it to the Governor when I should stop”
Jim moved to the side and rested one hand on her feet while the other held the cane against her bottom. Taunting her he ran the tip of the cane over her flesh. She even felt it brushing against her exposed labia. The first stroke when it came was sharp. She yelled and almost let go of her knees. “If you let your legs go the stroke won’t count” he told her after she counted and thanked him.
Jim struck her again catching the tops of her thighs instead of her bottom. Gina yelled again from the pain and as she counted the other man got up and took hold of her ankles. “Let me help” he said.
Gina looked up at him as he held her ankles and pulled her legs back further. His intervention pulled her bottom higher and enabled Jim to hit her more cleanly this time. It also gave him the opportunity though to see more of her. His excitement was plain to see from the bulge in his trousers. Jim caned her three more times in quick succession bringing her close to tears. All the time the man looked down at her, staring into her eyes. There was a sadistic leer in his eyes. “Bet you’re enjoying this you bastard!” she said to him.
“You bet!” he grinned.
Jim brought the sixth one down harder than the others and Gina let out a loud scream. “That’s for your insolence!”
Gina started to count but Jim stopped her. “That doesn’t count!” as he hit her again but softer this time.
“Let her go to stand in the corner!” Jim said as she counted the sixth stroke.
The tears ran down her cheeks as she walked to the corner. She felt a prominent stinging on her bottom as she stood this time. The cane across bare flesh had come as a surprise. She had expected six strokes across her bottom with a skirt on like last time, followed by six over her panties, before facing the ordeal of cane on flesh. Then of course was the humiliation from the other male. Gina didn’t know how much she could take; even so, she could feel her own wetness.
“Back here Jones” Jim called out.
Gina walked back to the table. “Take your blouse off” Jim told her, “The Governor wants to see you fully naked”
She opened her mouth to speak.