Saturday, our first full day in Japan – and our hotel’s club lounge thankfully has wi-fi. We decided to take an easy introduction to Tokyo, so wandered into Ginza, one of the main shopping areas, where Haron’s stationery fetish was duly indulged.
We spied a fair few delightfully-uniformed schoolgirls as we wandered. My darling wife expressed sympathy with their plight: “It’s mean that they have to go to school on a Saturday.” Needless to say, I jumped to the more obvious conclusion – that these were the girls sentenced to a Saturday detention.
They’d start the day in a queue outside a classroom; the duty master would take in the first girl, bend her over the teacher’s table at the front of the room, cane her soundly, and then send her to sit at one of the wooden desks to start writing an essay of atonement for whatever transgression had led to her punishment. The next offenders would be called in one by one, and each dealt with in a similar manner.
As lunchtime drew near, the girls would be made to come to the front of the class in turn to read their apologies aloud. Should the master be less than satisfied with the length, content or tone of their work, a further, harder caning would follow, this time on the bare.
Does anyone else giggle at the term “Duty Master?” It’s just so kinky, it’s hard to believe there’s a vanilla definition for the term.
You two are such delightful perverts!
Perhaps one or two of the girls would purposefully not deliver their best efforts on their written apology in order to receive that harder caning on the bare. Not that I would ever do something that naughty!
Daydreaming of the cute Japanese school outfits…sigh
My BF loves dressing me up in school girl uniforms and teaching me nasty lessons. Last month he shared me with other men posing as teachers. It was soooo hot and now a regular thing. Spankings and all.