You look up at her and tell her your story.
“I am a reporter and was guided through the school. This bratty girls over their soaked me in some chemicals and ruined my expensive clothes. Mrs Trip is trying to have them cleaned, while I was invited to watch the canning of the girls.”
The smiles have vanished from the girls faces while the secretary nods her head.
“Okay, if that is the case, come in and have a seat. I am sure the principal will be happy to have a helping hand. It is his last day and he is not the youngest anymore. His replacement should come in tomorrow.”
You and the girls are guided into the principal’s office.
The dark room is dominated by a large oak desk and a bizarre locking spanking bench with a can and a paddle waiting on top of it.
“Ah, that must be the big naughty girls – and a young naughty girl as well?!” The old principal says.
He is looking like Dumbledore from the old Harry Potter movies, only with a shorter beard.
“No sir! I am Jessica a reported that was victim of the girls prank. I am here to assist you.”
You quickly clarify, afraid to end over the bench as well.
“That is nice, please take the cane. I think each should have 50 strokes. I leave the honour to you. My back hurts and I am not in shape to swing the cane.”
The principal says.
Hateful looks hit you, when the secretary positions the first girl over the bench. She pulls down the girls panties and lifts her skirt up, leaving the behind of the girl as a perfect target.
“Don’t dare to wipe me!” She girl hiss at you, but the principal in the back chuckles and says: “Ignore them, they always complain when it comes to the punishment. Don’t go easy on them!”
You gulp down hard.
You have never caned somebody, but with the brats that ruined your clothes it might be a pleasure. You take a deep breath and bring the can down on the girls behind, leaving a little red line.
The girl yelps, but the secretary nods her head and encourages you to go on, so you do.
You continue until the girl is crying big tears and her behind is covered in red lines from the can.
With four girls you need to bring the cane down 200 times and in the end you understand why the principal was giving the honour to you. It was quiet exhausting to cane them.
“Very good, I think you have something to write for your article. Now please leave me alone, I need to pack my personnel stuff.” The principal says.
Happily smiling you walk into the corridor. The door close behind you and you look for Mrs Trip with your closes, but she is not in sight.
A hand grabs your shoulder and you realize that you are alone in an empty corridor – with four girls that you just caned merciless…
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