The scene, Your office at the St Agatha reform school for wayward girls. A private boarding school for college girls whose parents want them to learn better manners and be proper young ladies.
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You enter my office, ready for your punishment, like so many of my reform school girls, you know what to expect, punishment by caning. The only thing you don't know yet is how many strokes you will receive. I tell you to bend over the desk and grab the edges. You do it very nervously, I walk round behind you and lift your short pleated school skirt to reveal non regulation black thong panties, which reveal the firm pale globes of your ass, cheeks separated by the thin strip of material, and as usual when I get you girls alone like this my cock hardens in my trousers.
I love my job sometimes, I run my hand over your smooth peachy butt, feeling it shiver under my touch, and tell you to expect 12 strokes of the cane today! Your cheeks clench under my hand and you, start to protest.
"Please don't! You know you are not supposed to punish us this way, the rules don't allow for the cane. Please can't I do something else for my punishment!"
I ask you what you have in mind, you suggest lines, detention or something of that sort!
However, I enjoy these sessions too much for that sort of thing, and I lift the cane off the desk and prepare to punish you the way I enjoy. I tell you that you won't be able to sit down for a week after this, and I prepare to strike.
I look up to the corner of the room, where my hidden camera will record all this on my hard drive for later enjoyment. For the next few minutes my arm rises and falls, leaving a space in between each stroke for the welt to form and the heat to really build up. My cock hard in my pants the whole time. At the end of your punishment, you stand, legs shaking, tears on your face and eyes downcast.
I tell you to go and sit in the outer office and once you have pulled yourself together you should go back to your classes. After you head outside, I go sit down behind my desk, and re-play the experience on video, whilst I rub my cock, getting off on my cruel treatment of you. I am so engrossed in my own pleasure that I don't notice you peaking round the door watching me.
Unaware of your attention, I don't see the evil smile on your face as you bring out your phone and start to film me on your smart phone, as I wank to a video of me caning your ass! Once you have got enough, you send the video as an email to a few of your friends, girls I have previously punished and a couple of your male friends who you know would like to help you get even!
When you are ready you step back into my office and slam the door shut, I spin round in the chair in shock, my cock obviously in my hand but I quickly put it away in my pants and try to brazen it out. I tell you to forget what you saw and that no one would believe you if you told them. You show me the video and explain what you have done.
Now I am seriously worried, I could lose my job and possibly more, if that video gets out, so I ask you what I have to do to get out of this situation. You tell me that since I got off on making your ass so sore, that my penance should reflect that! You look significantly over at the cane!
I beg you not to do it and that I can't go home to my girlfriend with welts on my ass, video or no video I wouldn't be able to hide that! You think about this for a few minutes, clearly you really want to make me feel as sore and humiliated as you do.
Finally you reach a decision, you tell me I have a choice, I can accept 12 strokes of the cane from you right now, or if I need to be able to hide the evidence of my punishment, then you have another punishment in mind, which I will be able to conceal from my girlfriend, but it will need the help of a few of your friends, the ones you sent the video to!
You tell me to choose.
I really don't want anyone else involved, it's humiliating enough to be in this position with you but on the other hand I can't have marks on my skin.
So I tell you I will accept the second option, you tell me it will still be painful and humiliating, but won't leave permanent marks.
You make some calls, and we wait while your friends come up to the office, first, two other girls who also have a reason to want me to suffer, and then their boyfriends, who have both seen the stripes I have put on their girlfriends bottoms.
Once they all arrive, you go into a little huddle and check that they all agree to what you have in mind. I see a look of surprise on their faces but eventually they all agree to whatever you have suggested and I find myself, very nervous when you turn round with an evil grin on your face.
"OK, you say, us girls have decided that there is a perfect way to deal with a pervert like you, who gets off on caning, and humiliation. Since we have agreed not to leave marks, we have to be creative in how we are going to make sure you experience what it's like not being able to sit down for a week!"
"Now lets get started, drop your trousers"
"But, you said you wouldn't cane me?"
"Thats not what I have planned, but if you get to see naked ass, when you punish us, then so do we! Now pull them down, and your pants too!"