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He and his twin sisters Kerinda had been back at school for two weeks; they had turned 11 at the end of August and so had entered their last 2 years at their Preparatory School. Their parents had explained to the that these two years were important because based on their records the Senior School would decide whether to enter them or not. "You are eleven now" their mother had told them "things will be different at school, you will be expected to behave in a more adult way, show leadership to the younger children, and you must, we need you to work hard and to behave yourselves so we can get you into a good boarding school" They had promised they would. But now Robert found himself in the Headmaster study. "Why have I sent for you Green?" the Headmaster asked Robert wondered. "Please sir, I don't know sir" "Don't know?" "Please sir, no sir" "You were coming along the corridor next to the uppers gymnasium and Sally Makepeace came out in front to you, do you remember that |" "Please sir, yes sir" "You pushed her; you pushed her so hard that she fell to the floor" "She pushed into me first sir" "Did she?" "Please sir. yes sir, she came out running sir and she didn't wait for me she just pushed into me sir, I just pushed her off sir" "So that she fell on the floor" "Please sir, yes sir" "What was she wearing Green" "Please sir, her gym kit sir" "Describe" "Please sir, white T shirt, grey skirt and white knee socks sir" `Anything else?" "Please sir, else sir" `What else could you se that she was wearing after you had flung her to the floor Green" Robert thought, the he realised what the Headmaster wanted. "Please sir, she had pink pants sir" "Which everyone in the corridor saw?" "Please sir, yes sir" "Because you pushed her so hard she fell over and exposed herself to the other boys" "Please sir, yes sir" "Do you know what girls are supposed to wear for gym classes Green?" "Please sir, yes sir" "What does your sister wear for gym classes Green?" "Please sir, white T shirt, grey skirt, navy blue knickers and white knee socks sir" "There was a tutor present when you pushed Sally over wasn't there Green" ""Please sir, yes sir Miss Collier sir" "And she saw you push Sally and she saw the result and she also saw that Sally was out of uniform, so she reported you to me, which is why you are here and she then took Sally to the changing room and punished her for being out of uniform" The Headmaster looked sternly at Robert, he wasn't clear if he was expected to say anything so he just muttered. "Please sir, yes sir" "So not only have you assaulted a fellow pupil you have also caused that pupil to be punished as a result of your actions, do you agree Green" "Please sir, I suppose so sir" `You suppose Green?" `Did you push her over?" "Please sir, yes sir" `Did she fall to the floor on her back so exposing her underwear?" "Please sir, yes sir" `Was she out of uniform?" "Please sir, yes sir" "Would the tutor have known that were she not thrown to the floor" "Please sir, no sir" "So you assaulted a fellow pupil and caused that pupil to be punished as a result of your actions, haven't you" "Please sir, yes sir" The Headmaster stood up and crossed the room to a cupboard in the corner. Robert watched with a uneasy gaze as he selected a large gym slipper. Robert found that his bare knees were trembling slightly with nervousness as the Headmaster approached him holding the slipper. "Right, Green, go over there," he told the boy, pointing to an armchair in one corner of the study, "and bend over it gripping the arms." "Please sir, yes sir" said Robert quietly as he shuffled towards the chair. Once there his hands went to the belt on his short grey trousers, undid it and then the clip and zip before lowering them to his ankles. He bent over, his grey shirt rose up a little showing the white V of his Y front pants, they were too small for him and pulled into the cheeks of his bottom, his mother always had him wear one age to small underpants, "to keep everything in place" but when he was bent over like this they were too tight and he was very aware of them. "Push your bum out Green." "Please sir, yes sir" Robert tried to push his little bottom up some more, his leg muscles tensed as he did so. He braced himself, attempting to control the shaking in his legs as he waited; he felt extremely vulnerable. The Headmaster was at his desk, opening the Punishment Record. "Which Form are you in now Green" "Please sir, Lower 4 sir" "So you are entering your last 2 years with us" "Please sir, yes sir" "You saw me take my slipper from the cupboard didn't you Green" "Please sir, yes sir" `You know which implement is used to punish pupils in the last 2 years Green" Robert shuddered, he knew but he had not thought. "Please sir, yes sir" "Why didn't you tell me when you saw me with the slipper Green, were you being deceitful, hoping I would not discover you" "Please sir, I didn't think sir" The Headmaster went back to the cupboard and replaced the slipper on it's hook, he took out a bamboo punishment cane and swished it through the air. `Which implement is used to punish pupils in their last 2 years Green?" "Please sir, the cane sir" "The cane sir" echoed the Headmaster. He went back to his desk and to the still open punishment book; he gazed at Roberts position for a moment his little bottom covered in his white Y front pants obediently waiting to be thrashed. NAMEFORMOFFENCEPUNISHMENTGreen, Robert Lower 4Assaulting a fellow pupil (girl)4 strokes of the CaneGreen, Robert Lower 4Causing a fellow pulpit to be punished (girl)1 strokes of the CaneGreen, Robert Lower 4Deceitfulness3 strokes of the Cane "I make that; 8 strokes of the cane Green" "Please sir, eight sir?" "4 strokes for pushing poor Sally, which is assault Green, we do not tolerate that as you well know boy and worse assault of a girl, you admit that you did push Sally?" "Please sir, yes sir" "1 stroke for causing Sally to be punished" "Please sir, yes sir" "And finally 3 strokes for deceitfulness in not reminding me that you are in Lower 4 now and so liable for the cane" Robert was silent. "Are we in agreement Green?" "Please sir, I didn't mean to be deceitful sir, I just didn't think sir" Robert heard the headmaster writing again, another entry. NAMEFORMOFFENCEPUNISHMENTGreen, Robert Lower 4Assaulting a fellow pupil (girl)4 strokes of the CaneGreen, Robert Lower 4Causing a fellow pulpit to be punished (girl)1 strokes of the CaneGreen, Robert Lower 4Deceitfulness3 strokes of the Cane Green, Robert Lower 4Arguing during punishment1 strokes of the Cane "Arguing during a punishment is not acceptable Green, you will receive a further stroke of the cane for that, now are we in agreement Green?" "Please sir, yes sir" "And how many strokes of the cane are you going to get Green" "Please sir, n...n...nine sir" Robert stuttered, trying to hold back his tears. He wondered whether the cane would hurt as much as the older boys had said, soon he knew he would find out for himself. The Headmaster stood behind the boy, slightly to one side, the school cane held loosely in his right hand. He folded up the hem of Roberts shirt so that above and below his far to tight white Y fronts he was bare Robert felt the cane gently being tapped against his taut buttocks. The cane swished as it travelled through the air. Suddenly Robert heard someone screaming then he realised it was him as the pain from the cane coursed across his buttocks and through his entire body. He started to stand but the Headmaster placed a firm hand on his naked back. "If you stand you well receive extra strokes" Robert felt himself shudder and then the tears came flooding from his eyes. "S...s...sorry sir" he stuttered but it hurts so" "So it should" the Headmaster told him "it will make sure that you behave better in the future unless you want ot be in this position again" "Yes sir............" Even as he replied the second stroke of the cane landed almost on the same spot as the first, making him scream again and renew the floods of tears as it bisected his bottom sending out its waves of punshing pain. Robert howled. The third stroke tore across him, the Headmaster taking no heed of the boys' plight; it struck low where the leg elastic of his underpants held his legs tightly in its grasp, a long purple welt formed much to the Headmasters delight. Robert cried loudly but gripped onto the armchair desperately stopping himself from jumping up. The fourth stroke fell. Roberts' tears were now flowing uncontrollably, he had lost all desire to control himself: he didn't care about crying, he didn't care about the Headmaster seeing his tight bottom submissively bent for his punishment, he didn't care about Sally pink knickers or that she had been punished for not wearing her navy blue ones, he just wished he hadn't pushed her. The fifth stroke lashed across his bottom. He was aware only of the dreadful pain in his bottom: that ran through his entire body, why had he pushed her. Why was he so silly? Someone screamed again. It was him. "Do you know how many strokes you have taken Green" "Please sir, n....no sir" he stuttered "Five Green" "Please sir, yes sir" "And how many strokes of the cane are you going to get Green" "Please sir, n...n...nine sir" Robert almost howled no longer, bothering to hold back his tears. "You have had four strokes for assaulting a fellow pupil, will you do that again Green". "Please sir, no sir, never again sir honestly sir really really sir" "You have had one stroke for causing a fellow pupil to be punished for being out of uniform, will you do that again Green". "Please sir, no sir" "And now for your deceitfulness"................... The sixth stroke marked the second part of Roberts caning as it hurtled into him, Roberts knuckles turned white as he held onto the armchair for all he was worth, a terrible noise came from his mouth and his legs kicked somewhat uncontrollably but though with renewed crying he held his position. Robert had little recollection of the final three stokes, and was in a daze when he heard the words" Stand up Green" coming across the room. He stood as well as he could, he half lent forward holding now the top of the back of the armchair, his bottom felt tight and very painful, his whole body shuddered with his woefull sobbing, but he didn't care, the Headmaster had reduced him to a crying wretch who was truly sory for pushing over the girl. He stood penitantly as the Headmaster replaced the cane in its position in his cupbnoard and walked back to him. "Face me" he commanded and Robert did as he was told, slowly, painfully he turned to face his master. "Have you learnt your lesson Green" "Please sir, yes sir" "Do you think that you deserved to get the cane" "Please sir, yes sir" "What do you say then" "Please sir, thankyou for taking the trouble to correct me sir" "And for caning you" "Please sir, yes sir" "Say it tthen" "Please sir, thankyou for caning me sir" ===========================================================================