School Girls Spanking Stories

School Girls Spanking Stories

A lazy girlfriend asks her boyfriend to cane her after failing to take out their trash
A girlfriend clears her conscience bent over her boyfriend's desk before a girls' night out
A disobedient girlfriend bends over her boyfriends knee for the first time

Part 6 of Amy, Christina and Bianca

A girl accepts her boyfriend's belting for deliberate disobedience
A lazy girl finishes a job application bent over her boyfriend's knee

m/f gym shoe over the knee spanking

A young wife repeats her vows under her husband's cane

m/f cane over a table white panties

A girl is caned on her first date for poor etiquette during dinner

Part 1 of Amy, Christina and Bianca

Late on duty, a superyacht stewardess is bent over the chart table for the wooden ruler
A young wife gets a bedtime spanking for bad manners
When her spanking doesn't hurt enough, a dutiful girl asks for the cane
After reading a hidden book, a marketing executive gets hooked on spanking
Discovering a cane in a hotel, a horny girlfriend takes it home to her boyfriend
Itching for it, a willing girlfriend solicits a tough caning from her boyfriend
A girlfriend is grateful when her boyfriend imposes monthly punishment
A brave girlfriend faces strict cane strokes after lying

Part 7 of Amy, Christina and Bianca

A superyacht stewardess is held to account for uniform imperfections
Bad driving manners lands an obedient girl over the hood of her car for a week of caning
A girl is belted on a first date for brattish behavior
A young wife is strapped for her snappish attitude before dinner with her parents
A fashion buyer is punished on her first date for arriving late
A personal assistant comes during her strict office caning
A personal assistant visits her strict disciplinarian and tells her boyfriend
A well-dressed girlfriend visits her disciplinarian after her behavior crosses the line

f/f spanking discipline cane panties

Years after her schoolgirl crime, a principled human rights lawyer get the caning she deserves
A lawyer visits her disciplinarian after masturbating about her girlfriends' punishments
A smart girl is caned over her boyfriend's desk for lying

m/f cane over the desk lace lingerie

A once obedient girl is caned by her best friend's boyfriend for speeding
Two best friends share an unexpected sleepover and their paddled and caned bottoms
Giving unqualified advice about paddling earns a girl four sound swats on her jeans

Part 2 of Amy, Christina and Bianca

A spanked superyacht stewardess confesses further misbehavior
A college girl gets caned and strapped for lying to her parents and her future boss

f/f spanking discipline cane lawyer

An obedient girlfriend bends over the kitchen table for her first ever caning
A girlfriend hosts a successful business dinner after her irritated boyfriend straps her

m/f spanking discipline paddle strap

Three best friends masturbate after sharing their worst punishments
Changing her jeans, a girl exposes her caned bottom to a curious friend
Her date's stern tone makes a discipline-hungry girl horny

Part 4 of Amy, Christina and Bianca

On a private beach, an embarrassed superyacht stewardess reveals her caned bottom to a guest
Blaming her obvious mistake on her boyfriend, a girlfriend must negotiate a hard spanking
A personal trainer is ordered to wear white panties by her new boyfriend
Questioning her strapping, a girlfriend feels the punishment belt on her wet, bare bottom

Part 3 of Amy, Christina and Bianca

A superyacht stewardess is caned in formal uniform for gross misconduct

Part 5 of Amy, Christina and Bianca

Desperate for discipline a uniformed superyacht stewardess wears non-regulation panties
A willful girl receives a sound hand strapping from her older sister
Overstepping, an experienced personal assistant feels the power of her riding crop
Disrespect leads a personal assistant to request six extra strokes of the cane
Backseat driving forces an over-confident girl to touch her toes for the cane
A girl-next-door is caned for dangerous driving and a wanton lie
A gutsy girlfriend asks for the cane before a work party to prove her obedience
Each regretting meaningless sex, two Swiss finishing school girls whip each other
Two disobedient customer service girls take the gym shoe to keep their jobs
Indiscretion leads two career girls to bed over the same dining table for the cane
An insensitive girl gets caned for bad manners after dinner with friends
A generous girl asks her boyfriend to cane her friend
During a hotel breakfast, a disciplined girl shares her embarrassment with a surprise new friend
We use cookies to give you the best experience. We do not track you across other sites. Click here to see our Cookie Policy and our Privacy Notice.

Press ' enter ' or click the to search all of Writing.Com.
Any Genre --------------- Action/Adven Activity Adult Animal Arts Biographical Business Career Children's Comedy Community Computers Contest Contest Entr Crime/Gangst Cultural Dark Death Detective Drama Educational Emotional Entertainmen Environment Erotica Experience Family Fanfiction Fantasy Fashion Finance Folklore Food/Cooking Foreign Friendship Gay/Lesbian Genealogy Ghost Gothic Health History Hobby/Craft Holiday Home/Garden Horror/Scary How-To/Advic Inspirationa Internet/Web Legal Medical Melodrama Men's Military Music Mystery Mythology Nature News Nonsense Occult Opinion Paranormal Parenting Personal Pets Philosophy Political Psychology Reference Regional Relationship Religious Research Reviewing Romance/Love Satire Sci-fi Scientific Self Help Spiritual Sports Steampunk Supernatural Technology Teen Thriller/Sus Tragedy Transportati Travel Tribute War Western Women's Writing Writing.Com Young Adult Any Type ------------- Audio Books CNotes Campfires Crosswords Documents Folders Forums Groups Images In & Outs Interactives Madlibs Members Photo Albums Polls Quizzes Searches Shops Statics Surveys Web Pages
Any Genre --------------- Action/Adven Activity Adult Animal Arts Biographical Business Career Children's Comedy Community Computers Contest Contest Entr Crime/Gangst Cultural Dark Death Detective Drama Educational Emotional Entertainmen Environment Erotica Experience Family Fanfiction Fantasy Fashion Finance Folklore Food/Cooking Foreign Friendship Gay/Lesbian Genealogy Ghost Gothic Health History Hobby/Craft Holiday Home/Garden Horror/Scary How-To/Advic Inspirationa Internet/Web Legal Medical Melodrama Men's Military Music Mystery Mythology Nature News Nonsense Occult Opinion Paranormal Parenting Personal Pets Philosophy Political Psychology Reference Regional Relationship Religious Research Reviewing Romance/Love Satire Sci-fi Scientific Self Help Spiritual Sports Steampunk Supernatural Technology Teen Thriller/Sus Tragedy Transportati Travel Tribute War Western Women's Writing Writing.Com Young Adult Reading Any Type ------------- Audio Books CNotes Campfires Crosswords Documents Folders Forums Groups Images In & Outs Interactives Madlibs Members Photo Albums Polls Quizzes Searches Shops Statics Surveys Web Pages
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/portfolio/item_id/120696-TeacherSchoolgirl-Stories
Rated: GC · Folder · Erotica · # 120696
Erotic stories: teacher/schoolgirl fantasies--exhibition, spanking
Created: February 6th, 2001 at 1:09 am
Modified: February 12th, 2002 at 11:40 am
These are erotic stories, mostly written for friends, featuring teacher/schoolgirl fantasies. Look for exhibition and spanking themes within them as well.
Portfolio -> Teacher/Schoolgirl Stories
By P-Funk for Chrissy
(m/f, light f/f, exhibitionism, teacher/student)

Created: February 6th, 2001 at 1:33 am
Modified: April 22nd, 2001 at 3:28 am
Created: February 6th, 2001 at 1:30 am
Modified: April 22nd, 2001 at 3:29 am
By P-Funk for Leanne
(f-solo, unintentional exhibitionism, hairbrush)

Created: February 6th, 2001 at 1:26 am
Modified: April 22nd, 2001 at 3:30 am
By P-Funk for Leanne
(m/f, teacher/student, NC)

Created: February 6th, 2001 at 1:20 am
Modified: April 22nd, 2001 at 3:31 am
Not a Member? Signup right now, for free!
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/portfolio/item_id/120696-TeacherSchoolgirl-Stories
Need help?

Get Started

F.A.Q.
Writing.Com 101
Please post questions in our support forum .
Copyright 2000 - 2022 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.

Generated in 0.36 seconds at 7:02am on Jul 10, 2022 via server web1.
Places of Interest: Unique Wedding Invitations for unique wedding needs. Color Copiers found here. Baby Names can be hard to pick. Hands-free hygenic toilet seats covers . Dramatic Music rocks. Vampires are people too. Write Poetry here. Try this Stock Market quiz. Teaching is a noble job. Get info on Tax Refunds .

Another erotic story from the FLOGMASTER! Copyright 1985-2020 by the Flogmaster. All Rights Reserved.
Free distribution via electronic medium (i.e. the internet
or electronic BBS) is permitted as long as the text is _not_
modified and this copyright is included, but _no_ other form
of publication is allowed without written permission. This
document _may_ contain explicit material of an ADULT nature.
***READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!*** Anything offensive is your own
problem. This story is for **entertainment** purposes only,
and it does _not_ necessarily represent the viewpoint of the
author or the electronic source where this was obtained. All
characters are *fictional* -- any resemblance to real people
is purely coincidental.
Purchase this story in print form!
Don't like reading on screen? This story is available in print form in Ultimate Archive: Volume 1 at the Flogmaster's Bookstore . Purchase your copy today to encourage the Flogmaster to write more cool stories.

Site contents Copyright ©1995-2020 by the Flogmaster (flogmaster100 at gmail). All Rights Reserved.
You have permission to download these stories for personal use only. No other type of publication of these stories is permitted without written authorization of the Flogmaster.

A headmaster remembers disciplining his charges. (Approximately 7,520 words. Originally published 1999-11.)
My name is Francois Lemain. In the 1930s my wife and I
operated a small school and boarding house in what was then
the Belgian Congo. Our school was for the daughters of
English-speaking foreigners. There were a few similar
schools in the country, but they were only for boys. My
wife, an American, was outraged by this "discrimination" and
urged me to use my teaching talents in the upbringing of
young ladies. While I had severe doubts as to the economic
viability of such an undertaking, when Sarah put her
father's money on the table, I wasn't going to argue.

We bought a rather large house about two hours from
Mbandaka, the nearest city of notable size. I spent the
summer as foreman to a crew of workers who converted the
building into a school and rooming house, while Sarah took
charge of recruitment. She notified the British and American
embassies of our intentions, and soon we had a number of
inquiries. There was indeed a demand for my services, though
it wasn't as high as Sarah had anticipated.

In the fall of 1932 we opened the Bengassou English Boarding
School for Girls. We restricted entry to students 12 to 19
years old. We wanted girls old enough to live on their own,
away from their families, and though that didn't apply to
the non-residents, I had decided I didn't want a large range
of students. With a narrow group of ages more academic
material could apply to the whole group rather than one or
two students. It was a formula that worked. That first year
we had three permanent residents and two day students. It
wasn't much, but it was a start. We gave those girls all we
had.

For the next couple years the school struggled, but
gradually our reputation spread. Parents admired our passion
for strict discipline and high moral behavior, and felt
secure sending their daughters to live with us. Due to the
small number of students I was able to devote a great deal
of time to personal tutoring, and our girls excelled
academically. By the fourth year we had nine girls living
with us and seven others attending in the daytime. That
proved to be typical -- in the history of the school we
never had more than 23 in one year, and 15 students was
average.

Many of these girls who attended our school weren't American
or British. At various times we housed French, German,
Spanish, Dutch, Swedish, South African, and Australian
girls. All of them spoke excellent English -- it was a
requirement we could not waive, as I did not have time to
teach language and lessons simultaneously.

We had expected most of the girls to come from the families
of wealthy businessmen and embassy personnel, but to our
surprise, quite a few of our girls were the daughters of
foreign missionaries. These parents encouraged and supported
our discipline methods, and were glad that we offered
religious teaching as part of our curriculum.

As time progressed, it was to the missionary parents we
catered. They wanted stricter rules and harsher punishments,
and we obliged. A few parents did not appreciate our
methods, but the increased enrollment gained from the
conservative, tightly-knit missionary community more than
made up losing a few spoiled rich girls.

With more and more of our girls coming from strict
households, disciplinary instances dropped dramatically.
These girls were hard-working angels who rarely needed the
encouragement of the slipper and rod. Parents, however, were
displeased. They demanded precise accounting of all
discipline procedures reported to them quarterly, and if
their daughters hadn't been sufficiently punished, they
blamed the school, not the good behavior of their daughters.
So gradually my wife and I were forced to increase the
already high standards of our school to inhuman levels --
meaning that every girl would fail occasionally, suffer the
rod, and thus satisfy their parents' desires for stern
discipline.

For instance, we instigated a plan by which poor marks on
exams and papers earned painful corporal punishment. The
rule eventually became one stroke of the cane for every
inaccurate answer. That meant that even the best and
brightest suffered under the rod just as their sisters.

The effects of this rigid environment was astonishing.
Rather than rebel or become morose and uncooperative, the
girls seemed to flourish. Spankings, strappings, and canings
were a near daily occurrence, yet once they'd adapted, it
rarely bothered them. The girls found escaping the rod a
wonderful challenge. It was a game that brought out the best
of all of them. They feared punishment (of course), but it
didn't rule them, mostly because it was such a common event.
It constantly amazed me what severity of punishment the
girls would risk for the scantiest pleasures, like the quick
puff of a forbidden cigarette, or the kiss of a love-sick
boy.

Of course behavior, in general, was quite excellent. If our
standards hadn't have been abnormally high I wouldn't have
had to cane more than a half dozen girls a year. As it was,
I usually met that quota in a week.

In a typical day, a girl at our school would rarely escape
without at least a spanking. For the resident girls, it was
nearly a guarantee. Here was how it worked. Since I was the
teacher and headmaster, punishments from me were always
formal, official punishments. I used the ruler, slipper,
strap, or cane, with the girl over my lap or bent across a
desk. She would raise her skirt and except in severe cases,
the whacking was done over her panties. Not so for my wife.
Her spankings were reserved for the residents only, who were
required to obey her as though she was their mother. Her
punishments were on the bare bottom, usually consisting of
long bouts with the hairbrush. It should be as no surprise
that the best behaved girls were always the resident girls.

We treated the girls like our own children. We were strict,
but fair. The girls knew and respected that. I couldn't
begin to count the number of times I got knocks on my office
door late in the evening to find a teary-eyed young lady
sobbing out a broken-hearted confession of some misdeed. The
girl knew I would punish her -- yet she came to me anyway.
It always melted my heart to witness that, though of course
I never let it interfere with administering the proper dose
of discipline. After her punishment, she always hugged and
thanked me and went away content, her spirit free again.

Since we were always fair, our students loved us. They
feared and respected us, but they knew we'd never truly hurt
them, and that we'd be there no matter what. For instance, I
remember one girl's parents dying in a plane crash. It was
nearly two months before she could travel back to the States
to live with relatives there. She cried when she left,
saying she wished she could live with us forever. It was the
most difficult good-bye I ever endured.

Being such a rigorous school, I spent a good deal of my days
enforcing discipline. During the early years this bothered
me. One of the resident girls in our first year was an
eighteen-year-old from North Carolina. Upon enrolling her,
her mother told me, "Darla's too big for her britches, so
you feel free to tan her bottom whenever she needs it."

The woman's assessment of her daughter proved dismally
accurate, and that first semester it seemed I was constantly
applying the strap or cane to Darla's mature backside.
Though I hesitated for a long time, I finally upped the ante
and really thrashed the girl on several memorable occasions.
(On one of them, I remember I had to call Sarah in to hold
the girl down.)

At first it made no visible difference, but gradually
Darla's behavior fell in line and soon she was a different
girl. Her mother was delighted, but I was still troubled.
Some of those punishments had bordered on abuse. But the
next year I received a wonderful letter from Darla, studying
at an American university. She thanked me for all I'd done
and told me how she'd been rebelling against her parents and
heading for disaster when I'd caught her and turned her life
180 degrees.

"It wasn't pleasant," she wrote, "but I'm ever so grateful
for those countless lessons in your office. (I swear you
must have worn out a strap or t
Femdom Sissy Torture
Ts Isabelly Killer
Hottest Redhead

School Girls Spanking Stories

Report Page