“Why have you missed the English lesson, Perkins?”
The girl squirms under her Housemistress’s glare.
“Um… we had a difficult drive because of the snow, Miss. My mum’s car barely made it.”
The teacher raises an eyebrow. “Really? And if I phone your mother, she’s going to confirm this story, won’t she?”
The girl is close to crumbling. “Umm…”
“Because I happened to see you out of my window as your mother dropped you off this morning. In good time for the English lesson, which you then proceeded to miss. Where were you?”
No answer. The girl’s lips tremble.
“Well?”
“Please, Miss. I went to have coffee with my boyfriend. His parents are taking him abroad for the holidays, and…”
“How perfectly romantic. I don’t believe I need to hear any more – over the desk you go.”
The girl’s lips tremble, but part of her feels a stab of delight: she is being persecuted for love. It really is perfectly romantic. As she bends over the Housemistress’s desk, she focuses on the fluffy white snow outside the window, and pictures walking through the snowfall with her boyfriend.
The smacks of the slipper are hideously painful, but they only heighten her sense of romantic adventure. She counts six, and dutifully thanks the mistress for her punishment.
As she leaves the office, her cheeks are wet with tears, but she can’t hide a triumphant little smile.
Awww, I love this little snippet.
Hope you’re beginning to feel better!
A very beautiful and sexy spanking story, Haron! Thanks for sharing!