“Nobody’s gonna catch us!”
Posted on 12 March, 2014
A rather lovely site called ‘In Detention’ reposted a photograph from my own Tumblr page, showing two young women in their bras and panties kissing passionately on one of their beds. The caption that was added was quite wonderful:
Shhh! Nobody’s gonna catch us! And if they do I’ll say that I seduced you – that I corrupted you. I’m the older girl, so they’ll blame me. You’ll not be punished. And it’ll only be a spanking for me, and so what? I’ll take a spanking for you any day. Now shut up, you gorgeous thing. Shut up, come here, and kiss me again …
Of course, in my mind, they would most certainly been caught by a patrolling prefect – although not until after they’d spend quite some time exploring and enjoying each other’s bodies. I picture them both standing in front of the desk in the headmaster’s office the following morning, in their uniform. The older girl would acknowledge her guilt; confirm that it was she who had initiated events by seducing her friend; would insist that the younger girl be spared punishment.
“The rules could not be clearer: sexual activity between students is strictly prohibited, and anyone caught in flagrante, as it were, can only expect the most serious of punishments. Now, as you say you were responsible, you can go first.” He beckoned the older girl to bend over his desk, and the younger to move to the corner of the room. “Skirt up. Knickers down. Six strokes, and count them.”
They were both in tears as they swapped places after the first girl had been caned – she, as much from having got her friend into such trouble and not been able to honour her word, as from the excruciating pain of the incredibly hard strokes; and the younger pupil from the terror of what was about to happen to her for the very first time, having seen how much the stripes had hurt the older and more experienced girl.
He would be no gentler with her: far from it, in fact. And when they were both standing back before him, tears streaming down their faces, the pain and shame of what had just happened were too fresh for them to even start to appreciate – as they would later – that their shared ordeal would bind the couple still closer together in their feelings for one another…