Fidgeting nervously, Ella waited outside the Headmaster's office. She'd been caught cheating on her latest exam for her nursing degree, and the consequences for cheating were swift and severe. Ella was facing expulsion for her infraction, but had been given the option of submitting to corporal punishment for a second chance at the exam.
Being a nurse was her lifelong dream, so Ella had accepted the punishment, which was to be administered directly by the headmaster himself.
At 20 years old, Ella was halfway through her degree and she had worked so hard to get here. The cheating incident had been an act of desperation, and she'd already vowed to study twice as hard in the future.
"Ella? The headmaster will see you now." The headmaster's secretary barely lifted her head as she gestured toward the heavy oak door that stood between Ella and her punishment.
Rising to her feet, Ella smoothed her school unifom into place. The simple white apron over the black, knee length skirt and white blouse marked her as a second year student. Her shapely legs were clad in demure black stockings and the standard black nurse's shoes. Ella's dark, curly hair was tied in a tidy bun beneath her student nurse cap and her face was washed clean of any makeup.
Ella took a deep breath and pushed the door open, entering into to the Headmaster's office with a trepiditious step. Her heart pounded nervously and she clasped her trembling hands before her as she moved to stand before the mahogany desk.
The Headmaster raised his eyes from the report laying on his blotter to take in the anxious student before him. She was a shapely girl, the drab school uniform did little to hide her lush curves. Inwardly, he smiled. This was going to be an enjoyable afternooon...for him.
Gesturing one hand to a screen on the far side of the room, the Headmaster said, "strip from the waist down. There is a bench for you to lay your clothing on. You may keep your blouse on."
Ella's heart skipped several beats as she gawked at the Headmaster uncomprehendingly. She wasn't aware the punishment was to be delivered to her bare flesh. It took her several long seconds to turn and walk toward the screen. Once she was obscured from view, Ella quickly and carefully removed her apron, skirt, stockings and shoes and folded them neatly on the bench. "D-do I leave my underwear on, headmaster?" she asked in a timid voice.
On the other side of the screen, she heard the door shut with a thud, followed by the scraping of furniture on the floor. "No." was the succinct reply.
Taking a deep breath, Ella removed her panties as well and tucked them beneath her apron on the bench. Then, using her hands to hold the hem of her shirt down, Ella stepped out from behind the screen on shaking legs.
The headmaster had moved aside one of the elegant armchairs in front of his desk and replaced it with a strange wooden bench. He looked up at the comely student as she tried desperately to maintain her modesty by tugging her shirt as low as it would go. The white button up blouse just reached below her plump backside and the Headmaster enjoyed a tantalizing glimpse of a neatly shorn pussy between her lucious thighs.
"You will kneel here." The headmaster gestured to the knee pads on the wooden spanking bench. It was designed to raise it's occupant's backside while keeping the head and shoulders close to the floor. Many lessons had been endured upon that bench, and Ella was about to be it's latest student.
Still trembling, and fighting to hold back tears, Ella complied with the order. She placed each knee in it's respective place, then looked over her shoulder at the Headmaster for guidance.
He did not speak, he simply grasped the nape of her neck and pushed her to bend forward over the bar. With firm hands, he guided Ella into position. She resisted at first, then submissively allowed him to arrange her as he wished.
"Most students have trouble remaining still for their punishment, so you will be strapped into place." The Headmaster's deep voice was calm and firm as he buckled a strap across the nape of Ella's neck, then put each of her wrists into the corresponding cuffs beneath the spanking bench. Soft sniffles could be heard from the pretty brunette as the Headmaster buckled the last two straps over her calves, locking her into position.
Ella gasped at the cool air on her bare skin as the Headmaster casually flipped her shirt off her naked bottom. Tears of humiliation began to prick in the corners of her eyes, and they spilled over when the Headmaster stepped on a hidden pedal beneath the spanking bench causing the kneeling pads to spread wide apart. This in turn spread Ella's shapely thighs apart, giving the headmaster his first clear view of her neatly shaved snatch.
"There will be 20 strikes of the cane. You may count them out loud if you wish. After that, I will determine if further punishment is needed." There was the unmistakeable sound of the cane whoosing through the air as the Headmaster gave it a few test swings before letting it rest lightly on Ella's bare rump.
Trying desperately not to cry, Ella could only wait, nearly naked and humiliated, as the Headmaster adjusted his stance and prepared to deliver the blows.
The first strike cut across her pale flesh like a line of fire, drawing a pained scream from the hapless student. She felt the pain of the strike before her mind registered the sound of the cane and the straps on the bench rattled as she squirmed uselessly against her restraints.
The Headmaster gave her a moment to quiet down, commenting "This is why I restrain you silly girls. You alway squirm and waste too much of my time."
His final word was punctuated by a second stroke from the cane, and Ella managed to stifle her cry of pain this time. She still had 18 to go and already her naked backside felt like it had been lit on fire, she wasn't sure if she could take much more. "Please, I'm sorry," she wailed as a third line of fire cut across her defenseless flesh.
