From: EMLN31B@prodigy.com (Daria Little) Newsgroups: alt.sex.spanking Subject: Phoenix Girl's School Part 4 M/fF Date: 29 May 1996 22:29:13 GMT This story involves spanking and teenagers please don’t read if that is not of interest or you are under eighteen. This is fiction. This is Part 4 of the series Phoenix Girl’s School, as each story builds on the last it is suggested that you read those stories before this one. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------- PHOENIX GIRL’S SCHOOL #4 -------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------- A few minutes before 4:30 , a knock on my door told me that Bonnie was here for her appointment. “ Come in” I called out, and Bonnie entered. “You wanted to see me Mr. Robbins?” She asked nervously. Bonnie stood three feet in front of my desk, a slim but not thin girl of 5’2” who had just turned fourteen. She was fidgeting and very concerned about the necessity for this visit. Pushing her short blond hair to one side she asked again. “ You wanted to see me sir”. I waited a few more seconds to let the tension build and the began. “ Bonnie when you were in the office earlier today you showed me a very good report card, is there anything you want to tell me about it?” Bonnie looked at me with a lost expression that verged on panic. “What do you mean? Mr. Robbins” She asked in a strained voice. “ Bonnie I think you know very well what I mean, and I’m giving you this one chance to tell me. Now do you have anything to say” She looked at me and the resistance faded, she told me everything in quick frantic bursts. Having heard her out and confirmed the problem, I decided to take care of her part immediately. “Bonnie the other party will be also punished, however you have a punishment coming for your part in this do you understand?” Lowering her head she responded softly “ Yes Sir” She raised her head and brushing a tear from her eye, she said “ I’m sorry sir” “Bonnie please go and stand in front of the desk” I commanded in a firm voice. She looked at me with tears now streaking her small face and nodded slowly turning and walking to the desk, where most spankings in my office take place. Reaching the desk she bent over and placed her hands on the desk edge. “Not so fast there young lady” I said stopping her. “ Stand back up and take down your panties to your ankles” She pulled up her short white school dress at the sides and inserted her fingers in the waist band of her panties. She lowered them slowly as if to delay the punishment. As she pulled them down to her ankles she was bending over and her short dress rode up her legs and her bottom which was uncovered until she stood back up. Walking by my desk, I picked up the paddle and went to her left side. “Now you may bend over” I told her. She bent back over and placed her hands on the desk, gripping the sides. I reached over and flipped up her dress onto her back, exposing the bare bottom that was about to be paddled red. I took my position and as is my custom placed the paddle against her bottom, pressed it gently and held it there for about three seconds, I then pulled it back a foot and gave her three pats. These pats of the paddle are not meant to hurt but give the tension a little time to build. I believe that anticipation can be an important part of the punishment for some of the girls. Bringing the paddle back I gave her a mild swat, and then followed it with a firmer swat. Bonnie was no stranger to being paddled in my office and gave no reaction to these first few smacks of the paddle, she knew full well worse was soon to come. Drawing the paddle back three feet and lowering it I brought it back up in a stroke that caught Bonnie on the lower part of her fanny, with a crisp stinging swat. Her bottom surged up and bounced with the impact. I didn’t hesitate and began a steady stream of swats of the paddle to her backside. She rode them out as bravely as she could and it wasn’t until the fifteenth swat that I got a reaction. “OWW “ Her head lowered to the desk and she slumped forward onto the desk for support. It is against my rules for the girls to lay on the desk during a paddling and I stopped. “Bonnie, get back up” I said reaching over and placing my hand on the front of her waist and pulling her gently to encourage her back into position. She gathered herself and got back into position. The paddling resumed, with the paddle being applied to her tail with a renewed vigor. Soon she was yelping and crying but stayed in place until it was over. I stopped and told her to stand up. Still crying she stood and faced me. “ May I go now sir” she asked? “yes” I said. “But I suggest you use better judgment in the future.” “ Yes sir, I will” she replied bending over to pull up her panties, and rubbing her bottom she left the room. I called to my secretary and asked. “Has Ms. Stuart shown up yet for her five o’clock appointment” “Yes sir, she’s in the conference room like you asked” She replied looking over her shoulder at the departing Bonnie still rubbing her bottom as she walked. “Good, send her in, it’s show time” I told the puzzled secretary. “Yes Sir, right away” she replied heading for the conference room. Soon the prim Ms. Stuart was standing before my desk. She was about 5’ 4” in height, 26 years old, She had attractive features that were hidden by her lack of makeup, her hair was in a bun and she wore very plain unattractive glasses and her posture was ram rod straight. “Ms. Stuart, I will come right to the point, I have evidence that you have helped at least two of our students to evade their responsibilities and cheat” I looked at her and saw her expression change and what little color her face had vanished. “I’m not sure what you mean, Mr. Robbins” “ I’m sure you do know what I mean Ms. Stuart, and I suggest you tell me everything and I mean right now” One of Ms. Stuart’s strengths was her weakness, she couldn’t lie worth a darn and I knew it. “Ms. Stuart, You helped Bonnie forge her report card and you helped Chrissy hide her tardiness from her cottage parents, do you deny that?” I demanded of the very unhappy Ms. Stuart. She hung her head and said in a small voice almost too low to hear. “ No sir, I did help the girls” “Ms. Stuart, your employment status with this school is terminated, Please remove your belongings and be off our grounds in fifteen minutes.” She looked at me with a blank expression and as it sunk in that her five year career was over she began to tremble. “Will this go on my record?, I mean the reason I’m leaving” She asked. “ Of course it will, what do you expect?” I asked in an amazed voice. “I’m sorry Mr. Robbins, I was only trying to help the girls.” she said looking at me with pleading eyes. “Ms. Stuart, I understand that you meant no harm, and indeed were trying to do something positive, no matter how foolish. However the fact of the matter is, this is a serious violation of school policy and I see no recourse other than your discharge.” She stood in front of my desk in stunned silence, and just when I thought that she was going to turn and leave she spoke again. “Mr. Robbins, the purpose of this school is to help with young ladies in trouble so they don’t ruin their lives, am I right?” She asked. “Yes, Ms. Stuart that is correct, but so what?” I inquired back. “Mr. Robbins, as an employee of this school for years now I feel I deserve the same second chance the girls get” I thought about what I had just heard and decided to find out if Ms. Stuart was sincere. “OK you want a second chance, you got it.” As the relief flowed over her face I said “But you’ll have to earn it like the students” “ What do you mean earn it?” she questioned back. “Just this Ms. Stuart, and by the way for the time being you have lost the right to be called by anything but your first name, Janet. you will now leave my office, and after you have done so you have a choice to make. Number one you can collect your belongings and walk off the campus. Or two you go to the supply room, dress your self in the same uniform the girls wear and report back. I shouldn’t have to tell you what to expect if you choose that course of action. Dismissed.” She started to speak, as I picked up a typed report from my desk and ignored her, she backed away a few steps, then turned and scurried from the room. It would be interesting to see which choice she selected. I looked at the report and frowned in annoyance. I picked up the phone and asked my secretary to come in. “Look at this” I told her. “It’s full of errors, the right hand column doesn’t add up and the grammar errors are too numerous to count” She looked confused and apologetic, “I’m sorry Mr. Robbins, I’ll do it over. ” I handed her the paper and said “You do that Daria, this kind of work is unacceptable.” I turned to some other work, and reviewed a few applications of possible future students as the time passed. Then a knock on my door, the door opened before I could speak and into the room came Ms. Stuart or as I was calling her now Janet. But it didn’t look like her. She had taken her hair out of the bun, it flowed freely over her shoulders and contrasted sharply with the simple white student dress she was wearing. Her nerdy glasses were gone, showing her face and it’s features in a more positive light than I had seen before. She was beautiful, imagine I thought in stunned silence this ugly duckling has transformed herself into a beautiful swan. Amazing. “I see you have made a choice, Janet” I said looking at her still in surprise. She nodded not saying a word, looking sheepish and embarrassed. “Go over and stand at the table, and remove your panties” I said picking up the paddle while she was still watching me. She turned and walked to the table and stood before it as I approached. “ I told you to remove your panties, do it now.” I snapped. She turned her head and looked at me over her shoulder with a half smile and said. “ I don’t have any on, I thought I’d save you the trouble.” “Then bend over the desk” I instructed. Doing as she was told she placed her hands on the table and did what ever mental preparations she needed to do before her paddling began. “ I intend to make this a memorable experience Janet, I mean to spank you as thoroughly and more so than any of the kids I’ve had in here. You’re an adult and should know better.” I told her, and she responded with a simple “ I Know, I was wrong, I deserve this” I reached over and took hold of a part of her student dress and pulled it up and lay it on her back,. She was correct there were no panties on this lady. I took the paddle and placed it against her bottom and gave her a medium whack, which I knew she wasn’t expecting. She had witnessed several paddlings in my office and was aware of my usual procedures, so I was determined to vary my routine to keep her mentally off balance. She flinched as the second swat hit her bottom with more of a sting than she expected. The paddling was now a steady stream of shots to Janet’s red fanny, she maintained her silence. The only sign that the spanking was taking a too on her was the rising up on her toes with each swat and then lowering herself back down after the paddle pulled back. Her full but not plump bottom shook and wiggled with every swat of the paddle. As they all do, under my paddle, she soon began making sounds of distress. She began sobbing and shaking her head from side to side, to her credit she maintained her position. I slowed the pace of the swats at about the twenty fifth swat. I began to administer the swats at a rate of about one every four to five seconds. Janet’s butt was totally red, and after a few more she was squealing with each landing of the paddle and throwing her head wildly. AIIEE OWWW AAAA AAAWWW came the sounds of a lady being paddled thoroughly. She began to raise her left arm and hand up off the desk and try to move it back to protect her bottom, I took her hand and pulled it firmly down onto the desk, with a comment. “ Janet you stay in position and take your paddling, I don’t care how much it hurts, you have earned every swat of this paddle.” “I KNOW” was her only response through her crying as the tears ran down her face. “Do you realize the damage you almost caused to this school’s reputation? ” I demanded. SWAT, SWAT, SWAT “YES, I’m sorry” She cried out after the third swat. “ I expect you to never put this school at risk again, do you understand? ” I asked and delivered three more swats for effect. Her bottom was almost steaming from the paddling, she was growing frantic and crying uncontrollably. The paddling was as hard a spanking as I had ever given and to her credit she had taken it as well could be expected. I gave her three more hard swats and stepped back. “ You may stand up now, Janet” I told her. After a few seconds she pushed herself away from the desk and stood up straight. “ You are dismissed” I told her and with that she walked from the room rubbing her bottom, her hands were under the dress doing their best to massage the sting away from her bottom. I turned to walk back to my desk and noticed in the background of the adjoining office that my part time secretary was watching with wide eyes at the proceedings. I thought to myself, better she should be working on her secretarial skills than things that were none of her concern. Maybe I should discuss her employment with her uncle who convinced me to give her a chance. Yes I think I should.