GIRL'S SCHOOL DISCIPLINARIAN
                              PART I
                             By Bobbi
       Richard Hazel was delighted that he had been selected
from among several applicants to be the assistant headmaster, or
in this case assistant to the headmistress, of one of the most
exclusive girl's school in the country.  The entire staff of
Greenwich Academy was female, except for a very elderly biology
teacher and, now, Richard.  Fresh from school, himself, having
just received his master's in English literature, Richard had
been looking for a teaching position.  An interview over lunch
with Greenwich's lovely headmistress, Ann Henderson, had
clinched the job.
       "You know the assistant head acts as the school
disciplinarian." Ann had said grinning broadly, "I wonder if you
are aware of that."  Richard was, indeed, unaware of that part
of the job and Ann had explained the discipline practices at
Greenwich.
       "Girls are sent here by very conservative families who
want them to behave in a traditional way.  Therefore, they
insist on old-fashioned discipline and give us written
authorization to administer it."  Ann Henderson laughed when
Richard continued to look puzzled. "We use corporal punishment,
Richard," she said.  "In addition to teaching them literature,
you will have to spank them - that is the younger ones.  Girls
16 and older are put over a punishment horse and a rattan cane
is applied to their bare bottoms."
       She smiled at his obvious embarrassment.  "You'll get
used to it.  There is always a female there to help you, usually
me, and we do all the bottom baring that is necessary. All you
have to do is apply the punishment."
       At the thought that he would be spanking bare female
backsides, Richard had blushed deeply.  Then, as he cooled off,
he noticed that the conversation was really exciting his new
superior.  "Ms. Henderson," he said finally, "I'll try to do the
job properly."  She had insisted on his calling her Ann and,
when they shook hands to seal their new relationship, her hand
had lingered on his arm squeezing it warmly.
       That had been a few weeks ago before the beginning of
the new term.  Now, the school year was well under way and
tonight was his first experience as disciplinarian.  With some
hesitation, he walked toward his office exactly at 8:00 P.M.,
the time set for the week's punishments.  There were three girls
waiting for him on the bench outside the office, their eyes
averted and obviously distressed as they anticipated their
fate.  One of them, apparently the oldest, looked quite adult
and well developed notwithstanding the school uniform that she
wore. For a moment their eyes met and the girl blushed deeply as
she recognized the man who was about to discipline her.
       Ann was already in the office preparing for the evening
session.  She had placed a straight backed chair in the center
of the room and rolled the horse out of a closet, firmly
locking its wheels in place after it had been set in an open
area of the office.  It was the kind used for gymnastics with a
padded leather top.
       "We start with the youngest." Ann said,"that gives the
older girls a little more time to think about what's coming and
they appreciate the lesson all the more.  This paddle is what we
use on the youngsters."  She handed him a thin wooden paddle
through which several smooth round holes had been drilled.
       At a signal from Ann, another female teacher who was
assisting brought the first girl into the room.  She was a very
nervous 12 year old who had been caught stealing . "Well,
Doris," said Ann, "you're going to get a spanking and I hope you
learn not to take other people's things.  Now, go and place
yourself over Mr. Hazel's lap."
       The young girl, tears already beginning to roll down her
cheeks, begged to be spared the painful punishment. "Please, Ms.
Henderson, I don't want to be..to be spanked.  I'll never do it
again."
       "Nonsense, Doris, you deserve a spanking and you're
going to get one. If you delay, it will only be harder for you."
       Crying loudly, the girl lay across Richard's lap as he
adjusted her small body so that the child's buttocks were
properly positioned under his right hand.  Ann lifted Doris's
school uniform jumper out of the way and lowered the white
cotton panties to a point just under the curve of the bottom
cheeks completely exposing the spanking area.  Taking the
paddle, Richard applied it to the round cheeks firmly,
alternating from one to the other.
       "Yike........yeow......oh......ouch."  The hapless girl
yelped as the paddle struck her resiliant bottom cheeks, each
solid smack leaving a red blotch on the girl's round backside.
As Doris kicked her legs vigorously,  Richard realized that the
paddle was imparting a painful sting even though he was not
swinging it very hard. A simple snap of the wrist brought the
wicked instrument rushing through the air to hit the exposed
bottom with a loud report. The howl from the young student
testified to the pain it must be causing.
       After a few minutes, the young bottom had been reddened
considerably and the well-spanked child was tearfully promising
ideal conduct.  Richard looked at Ann who nodded her agreement
that Doris had been sufficiently punished.  Richard released the
girl, who quickly pulled up her panties and ran from the room.
"Very well done," said Ann, "you did that quite well and knew
when to stop."  Ann's own face was flushed with excitement. "I
have difficulty with that and, since we don't want to punish the
Šgirls excessively, I prefer that the assistant head do it,
although this is the first time we've had a man.
       The next girl to be ushered into the room was a 15 year
old who had violated the school's smoking rules several times.
Ann recited the various incidents to her and announced the
punishment.  The young lady blushed furiously as she realized
that she was to be spanked and hesitated before taking her place
across Richard's lap.
       "Come, young lady," Ann commanded, "get over there.
Next year you will feel the sting of the cane.  I think you
would prefer the spanking."
       This time the regulation panties were lowered to reveal
a very well developed female bottom.  The girl's twin cheeks
were exquisite and Richard could not resist admiring them before
he began to spank the lovely mounds of bottom flesh.
Nevertheless, he administered the spanking as objectively as
possible causing the cheeks to wiggle and squeeze as the sting
of the paddle penetrated into the soft and yielding flesh.
       "Ouch..........oh..........don't...........Yeow.....
please stop..............Agh."  The teenager's howls mingled
with the sharp smacks of the paddle as the girl's legs kicked
and waved in the air giving Richard a delightful view of her
vulva and pussy lips.
       It seemed to Richard that spanking a lovely young girl
was not altogether unpleasant. He could feel his own excitement
stiffen as the girl bounced and wiggled over his lap, rubbing
against what he hoped was not an obvious bulge.  Richard was
more than ready to terminate the punishment when the reddened
bottom cheeks and the penitent wails of the teenager indicated
that the lesson had been learned.
       When released from her humiliating posture, the young
girl stood, her panties at her ankles, exposing the furry thatch
of her pubic mound as well as her chastised bottom cheeks which
she rubbed vigorously.  Richard, slightly embarrassed by this
display, began to blush.  This seemed to amuse the females
present, including the punished student who slowly, and somewhat
painfully, wriggled into her panties while affording Richard
another vivid view of her rosy twin mounds.
       When the young girl left the room, Ann walked over to
Richard and, bringing her face close to his, whispered so that
only he could hear her. "Don't be upset.  It's perfectly natural
for you to be stimulated by these girls.  We'll discuss this
later. Now, it's time to see what you can do with the cane"
       At Ann's signal, the other teacher escorted the last,
and oldest, student into the room. She was the very mature 17
year old whom Richard had noticed before and, obviously, in her
last year at the Academy. Her well developed figure made even
the school uniform look delightful and the short jumper revealed
lovely legs.  As a senior, she was priveleged to wear
pantyhose and shoes with moderate heels, all of which added to
her erotic appearance.
       "My dear Alice," said Ann addressing the girl, "last
year you were a chronic curfew violater and you seem to be
getting off to the same start this year, but this time with a
twist."  Turning to Richard, Ann continued. "You are aware of
Edgewood, the school for boys at the end of the road.
Unfortunately, it's too close for our comfort.  Last week Alice
was discovered in a boy's room over there.  The headmaster
brought her back to us and assured me that the boy would be
properly punished. Since they have the same discipline policy as
we do, I assume he is paying for his fun in the same way that
our Alice will."
       The girl's face reddened as she responded. "I was just
visiting and lost track of time.  I didn't do anything wrong -
nothing happened - believe me.  We were just talking."
       "I'm sure," said Ann sarcastically, "then how did your
panties wind up on the floor of his room."
       Alice, thoroughly embarrassed by this confrontation, and
the dreaded chastisement in store for her, began to sob. "We..
...we were just [sniff].....oh, I don't see why I can't be
treated like an adult.  I'm almost 18.
       "You were just about to say that you were starting to
have sex when you were interrupted," suggested Ann. "You should
consider yourself lucky that you were. When you are 18, you can
do what you wish. However, you are not there yet and it is my
obligation to see that you are maintained under discipline."
       The ladies escorted the tearful Alice to the horse and
bent her over it so that her backside was uppermost on the
padded top and her feet barely touched the floor.  Leather cuffs
hung from the frame of the device and these were used to
imprison the girl's hands.  Smiling, Ann lifted the jumper out
of the way and lowered the hose and the panties underneath to
expose a well form pair of bottom cheeks already wriggling with
embarrassment and anticipation. "Very well, Mr. Hazel, let's see
if a dozen strokes will improve Alice's behavior.
       Grasping the rattan cane firmly, Richard tested it once
by whipping it through the air.  The reaction of the young lady
whose bare bottom was exposed for punishment suggested that she
had heard its sound.  Again he brought the rattan through the
air but this time he applied it smartly to the twin cheeks
before him.
       Instantly, a red welt appeared on the quivering mounds
accompanied by a moan of pain.  Alice gasped again as Richard 
laid on a stroke. Pausing briefly, he again wielded the cane 
placing a stripe almost immediately below the first one.
       "Yeow..", Alice shrieked, kicking violently with her
feet and managing to drum on the floor with the tips of her
shoes as the sting spread across her naked backside.
"Oh....please, it hurts terribly."
       Richard studied his target for the next stroke. The
girl's buttocks were raised high and presented perfectly for
punishment.  Not only were the bare hillocks in evident view,
but the humiliating posture also exposed a substantial part of
the intimate area between them.  Richard found himself becoming
aroused by the sight of the pussy lips, surrounded by a furry
thatch of pubic hair, and hidden in the cleft betweeen the
quivering bottom cheeks.
   Nevertheless, Richard recalled himself to the job at
hand and continued to wield the cane on Alice's wiggling and
naked posterior, pausing briefly between each stroke to allow
the full effect to be felt.  Alice's shrieks served to reassure
Richard that his performance was effective just as the reddening
stripes, criss-crossing the pale mounds of Alice's bottom, gave
proof that the punishment was being well applied.
       By the 8th stroke, Alice was howling hysterically.
"Oh..., please............oh this is awful.......it
hurts....yeow.........I promise I'll never do it again."
       When the final strokes had been applied without mercy to
the wailing Alice, the hand restraints were removed from the
sobbing young lady.  She remained over the horse, however,
bawling miserably and seemingly unwilling to endure the
humilation of facing her tormentors.  Instead, for a few
minutes, she continued to present an erotic display of bottom
cheeks covered with fiery red welts and, as she wiggled and
bounced with pain, a furry cunt visibly moist from her exciting
ordeal.
       It seemed to Richard that he had an erection that could
not be calmed as he contemplated the ease with which he could
insert his stiff manhood between those wet pussy lips.
Embarrassed, himself, Richard quickly sat down as the ladies
helped Alice dismount.
       The girl removed her hosiery and panties, not wishing to
endure the friction of underclothes against her chastised
backside, and with a quick and wistful glance at Richard, fled
sniffling from room, her jumper skirt barely covering her red
bottom.
       Ann dismissed the female assistant with a nod, then
locked the office door.  Smiling, she approaced Richard, aware
of his embarrassed situation. "She was cute, I must admit," Ann
said.
       Ann knelt in front of Richard and, to his dismay,
unzipped his pants and freed his tormented cock from the
clothing which had imprisoned it. "Now relax,"  Ann murmered,
"these sessions get me horny too, so I suggest we simply do what
is neccessary to obtain relief. Do you agree"?
       Richard could only moan in response as Ann inserted his
stiffend cock between her red lips.  In a few moments, his
delighted sighs filled the room and evidenced his assent.