Sally’s new life- Chapter 10 – Sally’s class companions Special Friday continues

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When Sally got downstairs for breakfast accompanied by Sarah, she was surprised there was only one place set. Sarah explained that her uncle and his business guest had already left for the office whereas the Mistress and Mrs Lee would be breakfasting in the village a little later.“I will be taking you to school, Sally, so excuse me while I go and get a few things sorted first.“A moment later, Hilda appeared with her breakfast, but Sally hardly noticed the things before her as she lost herself in a daydream while looking out the window. It was only when Hilda reappeared and asked whether she would like more tea that she realised she had not touched a thing. Hilda being Hilda, said nothing but a few minutes later, Sarah came back and hurried Sally with an urgent, “Oh Sally, you’ll get us both in trouble. I am already running late, and I thought you would be ready to go by now. “Sally jumped up and was ready to leave everything untouched, but Sarah insisted she eat at least a few bites and drink her juice. Then they hurried out to the car. They had reached halfway to school when Sally let out a groan. “Oh Sarah, we need to go back, I left my schoolbooks just outside the dining room door where I meant to collect them on our way out.”Sarah knew they would both now certainly be in trouble. It was her role to ensure Mistress’s niece was cared for and kept on schedule, so she now faced Mrs Higgins’ wrath later. Cleverly, she turned the car around in the first available safe place and phoned back to the house and asked Mrs Higgins to send out Hilda with Sally’s books.They ground to a halt in front of the house and Sarah nearly blew her top when she saw no sign of the other maid. She ran from the car to get the books herself and met Hilda sauntering out carrying the precious load with a broad smile on her face. “I found them under the stairs, not just outside the dining room door as you told Mrs Higgins.” Sarah cursed Hilda under her breath, as the difference was only a few feet from where she had indicated but wasted no more time. She grabbed the books and ran back to the car. Hilda could not resist a jibe, and laughing at Sarah’s predicament, said out loud, “Oh dear, is my best mate Sarah in trouble now?”Sarah gunned the car to maximum and did not waste time arguing with Sally about where she may have left the books. It changed nothing now anyway, but she had a strong suspicion that the books had been deliberately moved out of sight. They got to school at 8:01 and Sarah ran to the entrance carrying the books to leave Sally free to get to the entrance door unhindered. No use, though as the door had already been locked. Sarah rang the bell immediately, but it seemed as though the Gods were against them this morning as it took many more minutes before the door was opened only very slightly by a rather elderly lady who wasted more time in questioning the reason for their ringing the doorbell as she barred the way.It took more valuable minutes for Sally to understand from the lady where her chemistry class was being held. Of course, it was the furthest possible classroom from the entrance and when she did eventually knock on the classroom door, it was sixteen minutes past eight. She was so nervous that she forgot the name of the teacher which she had noted almanbahis şikayet yesterday on her agenda for today. Miss Carter simply ushered her in and indicating a desk, said, “That will be your seat, Sally, so leave your books there, but you are very late so I’m afraid I have no alternative but to send you to the headmistress.”Sally took a piece of paper that Miss Carter passed her and hurried out of the class saying, “Sorry Miss, excuse me, Miss.” The teacher reprimanded someone who giggled at Sally’s plight as she closed the door behind her.Sally had just finished introducing herself to the headmistress’s secretary as she heard the unmistakable ‘Swish-crack’ of a cane meeting flesh. A couple of minutes passed and then the inner door opened. Out came Miss Matthews, her English teacher. The teacher’s eyes were red and wet as she glared at Sally. The secretary told Sally, “You can go in and see Mrs McDonald now, girl.” Sally understood what had just happened only as she entered as instructed by the secretary. Inside was only the headmistress, so the one who had just received a caning was Miss Matthews! Now her aunt’s words about she having a word with the headmistress about ‘leniency’ came back to her. God, her aunt sure ruled this place like a medieval queen!Mrs McDonald demanded, “Sally, what brings you here at this early hour?”Sally replied quickly, “Excuse me, Mrs McDonald, but Miss Carter sent me with this.” Sally stepped up to the headmistress’s desk and held out the note which she knew read, ‘Sally, twenty minutes late for class.’Mrs McDonald unfolded it and read the note and then looked up and said, “Dear me, Sally, does the Governess know about this?” To Sally’s negative reply, the headmistress answered, “She will, however, as your performance is logged carefully. I have no choice therefore but to ensure you learn an exemplary lesson.” She pressed a buzzer on her desk and when a voice answered “Yes, Mrs McDonald,” she responded, “Come on in would you, Ann and bring your notepad and pencil.” The response was immediate with the secretary entering a few short seconds after.Mrs McDonald snapped the order, “Dress and knickers off and hand them to my secretary please, girl, no dawdling. There has been quite enough time wasted already.”As Sally obeyed, the headmistress went to a tall cupboard behind her desk, paused as she considered her choice, and then took down a thirty-six-inch crook-handled rattan, the same fiercest and the one she had just had occasion to use on her erring English teacher. She very deliberately drove the cane through the air with a distinctive ‘Whooshh,’ and hid her smile as both her secretary and the Governess’s niece jumped involuntarily.Mrs McDonald ordered, “Bend over and grab your ankles, Sally. Now, when I say, ‘Ready,’ rise up on your toes and you are not permitted to drop down onto the flat of your feet until each stroke has been delivered. After which, you may remain with feet flat on the floor until I say again, ‘Ready,’ when you will raise up on your toes again. Do not let go of your ankles at any stage.”Mrs McDonakld looked at her secretary and said, “Ann, you are here to note and count penalties. Sally will collect a penalty each time she either lets go of her ankles or drops onto the flat of her feet almanbahis canlı casino when she should be in the ‘Ready’ mode.”“Ready,” Mrs McDonald said as she tapped the cane across the teen’s very broad buttocks. She knew the girl could not possibly get through the punishment without collecting several penalties, but it was essential that the reaction to the lateness was severe and memorable for Sally’s own long-term good as well as her own reputation with the Governess.Mrs McDonald announced in her usual authoritative tone, “Twelve of the best, Sally”Sally dropped involuntarily to the flat of her feet in sheer shock and fought hard to keep hold of her ankles as the first stroke cracked across her bottom.Ann looked at her boss who shook her head and said, “We won’t count that mistake, Sally, next one yes however so remember the rules. Ready.”Strokes two, three, and four all came in with Mrs McDonalds best efforts, but Sally amazed her by hanging on for dear life. She yelped but stayed in position. Mrs McDonald lined up the fifth stroke across the crease between the girl’s full buttocks and her thighs. Inevitably, as the rattan bit deep in that most tender spot, Sally let go of both ankles and did a little dance on both feet. Ann looked at her boss who held up four fingers, being one for each hand removed and one for each foot laid flat.“Sorry, Mrs McDonald,” stammered the suffering girl.No comfort this time as the response was, “You will be, girl.” Mrs McDonald then tapped the insides of the thighs to remind Sally to spread her legs more, and said, “We don’t want you falling over now do we, girl?”Sally did as she was expected even though now the secretary, seated just to her right behind her would certainly see her most intimate parts. She even remembered to acknowledge the comment with a “No, Mrs McDonald.”The headmistress aimed the sixth stroke at the very center of the girl’s extraordinarily large bottom which, she reflected, would be typically, ‘Caribbean,’ were it not for the skin colour. She drew the cane back well over her powerful shoulder and lashed it towards the target with her full force, cocking her wrist just as the rod was about to bite. The new student yelped at the top of her voice, let go with one hand momentarily but managed to stay in position otherwise. The secretary held up one finger and looked at her boss who nodded. Now the penalties had reached five after only six strokes.By the time the full twelve strokes had been delivered, one on the tops of her thighs, the penalties equaled the number of strokes given. Sally was in a terrible state but stayed down. She had counted the terribly hard strokes in her head but awaited the penalties. Both the headmistress and Ann were studying the tramlined bottom and upper thighs but what drew their attention most was the girl’s very puffy and very wet hairless labia. It was dripping now. Ann got up, took a tissue from the box on Mrs McDonald’s desk and saying, “Stay very still now, Sally,” as she very slowly wiped those lips and showed her boss the creamy result. They exchanged smiles as neither had ever seen any student so obviously stimulated by a caning.Mrs McDonald passed Sally another tissue saying she should dry her tears. Sally did not know whether to get up or stay almanbahis casino down but her quandary was resolved quickly as the headmistress announced, “You have accumulated twelve penalties, girl, so present yourself to my secretary this afternoon at four o’clock sharp for those penalties. After that, I sincerely hope you will never again be late for school.”Saying so, she stored her cane away. Ann helped Sally into her knickers and dress and led her to the toilet, where she told the teen, “Back to Chemistry as soon as you are finished in there, Sally.”Alone at last, Sally was able to reflect. The caning had been awful, even more so because she was unable to move from the difficult and highly indignant position to which she had been constrained by the huge and dominant headmistress. Sitting on the toilet her hand went immediately to release the need which had built to a climax when the secretary had brushed her there with a tissue. She was sopping again and just touching her labia now was enough to drive her over the top to a wonderful orgasm. Her mind cut out the pain as she penetrated herself urgently and reached again another orgasm moaning out loudly. She did not know that Ann had hung around outside and stifled a giggle at that noise.Now calming a little, Sally started to think of a host of other things including her new friend Sarah being the first as it was Sarah who brought her relief from pain and release from tensions. Poor Sarah was in trouble because of her tardiness and carelessness this morning. She had deserved those twelve strokes and prayed that some justice up there would ensure that Sarah was not so harshly treated because she had no fault. It had all been Sally’s fault. She dried herself, pulled up her tight schoolgirl knickers over her throbbing bottom with a groan and washed her face to make herself a bit more presentable. God, she thought, what if I get in trouble with another Mistress today, and earn more caning besides that which she faced this afternoon? What about her aunt, and what would she have to say about her carelessness? Surely twenty-four strokes of the cane from the headmistress would satisfy even her aunt.She got through all the morning lessons without even one more stroke of the cane. Sally reckoned she had her guardian angel to thank but maybe the headmistress had taken pity on her and given instructions.She had just finished lunch when Miss Matthews came up to her and whispered in her ear, “I’m looking forward to reviewing that assessment I set you. For your sake, it better be good, girl.”Helen, seated beside her asked what the English Mistress wanted and Sally told her, Helen groaned and replied, “Oh dear, Sally, it sounds like her leniency with you yesterday was a one-off. Do your very best on that assessment.”Sally said nothing to her companions about what she witnessed outside the headmistress’s office that morning. She thought it wisest to avoid someone gossiping and word getting back to Miss Matthews. Now she was even more determined to keep it a secret. From Miss Simms hint yesterday, it was plainly not unheard of for the teachers to visit the headmistress and her cane, but she did not want to be the one who spread the news.Tuesday afternoon started with another new face for Sally, Miss Jacobs, who taught Economics. Miss Jacobs was rather plain looking and perhaps the oldest of the teachers she had met so far, in her late forties Sally reckoned. She looked at Sally with penetrating grey eyes and said, “Welcome to Sally, the Governess’s niece.”

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