I’m Angie, just started my A Levels in the lower sixth and I’m head girl at a Co-ed Grammar School in the North West. I play hockey in the first team so I’m pretty fit. Being a co-ed school it’s not always easy to concentrate as the boys get very competitive and are always joking around.
At the end of last school year, the headmaster announced he was moving on and we’d have a new head teacher for next year. He seemed to stress head teacher rather than head master, so it wasn’t much of a surprise that we got a headmistress, Miss Phillips. What was surprising was that she held strong feminist views and this was very evident at her first assembly.
She told us that if this school was like most co-eds she’d worked in there would be innuendo, jokes about physical aspects of boys and girls and sexist put downs, etc. She went on to say that this would stop. Now!
She let that sink in before explaining how she intended to make sure it stopped. She explained that she’d briefed all her teaching staff to report any sexist behaviour from a boy or a girl. The first pupil who is reported for inappropriate sexist behaviour or words will be caned by her. She waited a few seconds then asked if there was a single student in this assembly who had a problem with what she proposed and told them to raise their hand. No-one did.
On our way to class, this was a major talking point, initially between us girls and then across the whole lower sixth. No-one had been caned at our school for two or three years so this was a big deal. Did she mean on the bum or across the hand? If it was on the bum would it be over clothes or bare? Whatever it was it made us all behave well for some time.
It couldn’t last of course and a week later, during a history discussion talking about ancient Egypt, Mike joked that Cleopatra was a big girl. He might have got away with that but he went on to reinforce his message, suggesting she was well endowed like ‘Angie’ here, nodding at me.
The room went quiet for a good ten seconds then Mrs. Watson asked Mike to come out to the front and repeat what he’d just said. Mike was a slim, muscled lad who normally moved around confidently but now he looked sheepish as he shuffled out to stand by her. She asked him again but Mike just looked at the floor and mumbled an apology. She told him to return to his seat and focus on his work but made it clear she would be reporting him to Miss Phillips.
A few of us were in the library during a free break when Miss Jenkins, the head’s secretary, came in and headed for Mike. Miss Jenkins can’t have been more than twenty, slim, dark-haired and as always she was dressed smartly but showing off her athletic figure. We didn’t hear what was said but Mike went white before hurrying out of the room. She then came over to me and asked me to go to Miss Phillips’ office and wait outside. She made sure I understood I was not in trouble.
I stood outside the office and waited. I could hear voices and then a loud “What?” from Mike. Soon afterwards, Miss Phillips and Miss Jenkins came out.
Miss Phillips turned to me, “I’m sorry you were the but of Mike’s sexist comments but he will regret it and to make him realise how serious this is I would like you to witness his punishment.”
I nodded but couldn’t think what to say. She then warned me that he would be wearing just underpants when we went back inside. At that point, there was a quiet knock on the door from the inside.
Miss Phillips opened the door and led us in. Mike looked horrified when he saw me and Miss Jenkins and tried to cover his crotch area.
“Hands by your side, Mike,” she said firmly, “I have asked Miss Jenkins and Angie to witness your punishment. Perhaps after your punishment, you will realise that sexist behaviour is not acceptable in this school.”
She arranged a leather strap and a whippy looking cane to one side of her desk. “Remove your underpants and bend over here,” she told him.
Mike looked horrified, glancing between me and the attractive Miss Jenkins in the hope that this was a nasty dream.
“Do you want Miss Jenkins to remove them, Mike?”
He realised he had no option and with all eyes on him, he slid his pants down releasing a semi-erect penis. He was forced to stand there naked while Miss Jenkins and I focussed on his growing cock. Miss Phillips cleared a few items off her desk ready for his punishment. During that time Mike was responding to the three attractive women who were eying his slim body and the growing erection.