John Brown and Ben Barnes could not wait for Monday. However, they got a shock when their names were called out at the end of the assembly. They were told to report to the Headmistress along with one girl.

“What have we done wrong now?” Ben asked John.

“Nothing since our last caning,” John replied.

They reported to the secretary, who told them to line up in the corridor. Miss Harris arrived and went into her office. John admired her as she waltzed past, wearing a tight red dress and red high heels.

A few minutes later, the door opened, and Miss Harris called the girl in.

“Gillian Brown. What a surprise. You know why you are here, I assume,” Miss Harris said.

“No, Miss,” Gillian replied.

Gillian was sixteen, slim, tall and dressed in a tight grey skirt, school blazer, white blouse and chunky heeled shoes. She had never visited the office before and was horrified to face the Headmistress today.

“Did you break any school rules today while walking to school?” Miss Harris asked.

“Oh. I had a fag, but it was outside the school, Miss,” Gillian said.

“School rules apply while in school uniform, while on route to or from school. It comes under bringing disrepute to the school. Also, I assume you still have cigarettes and matches or a lighter in your bag,” Miss Harris continued.

“Oh. I had forgotten about that rule, Miss,” Gillian replied.

“And do you have any more cigarettes?” Miss Harris enquired.

“Yes, Miss,” Gillian muttered.

“You will receive the standard punishment for smoking, four strokes of the cane on your bare bottom,” Miss Harris stated.

“But, Miss. It is my first offence. Please give me a detention. Please, Miss,” she pleaded.

“For a first smoking offence, four strokes is the only punishment, so I have no choice,” Miss Harris responded as she selected a long whippy cane.

Gillian gasped as she saw the cane and the reality of her situation.

“Remove your blazer, skirt, and panties. Then bend over,” Miss Harris said.

Gillian removed her blazer, skirt, and panties, revealing a black suspender belt and stockings. She bent over nervously and waited.

Miss Harris stood alongside Gillian and touched the cane on Gillian’s buttocks. She rubbed the cane back and forth before lifting it back. The cane cracked down, causing a furrow in the buttocks. Gillian gasped as she felt a burning line cross her bum.

Gillian did not have to wait long before the cane rubbed again, coming down with a loud swish. The burning pain surprised Gillian, and she gasped.

The third stroke hissed down and Gillian yelped as it burnt its way across her bum.

Soon after, Miss Harris whipped the cane down for the last on the girl’s buttocks, causing her to cry out loud.

To her relief, Miss Harris walked away.

“Please get dressed while I write in the punishment book. When you are ready, you may go. You will hand your cigarettes and matches or lighter to the secretary at break time. Failing to hand them in will get you another caning,” Miss Harris said.

Gillian was in tears as she eased her panties and skirt back on. She put her blazer on and wiped her eyes before turning to leave.

“Thank you, Miss. I am sorry,” she mumbled as she left.

During this time, Ben and John had waited in anticipation. They had heard the cane being delivered and Gillian’s cries, which had got them aroused and their trousers bulged.

Gillian came out of the office and rushed past them, red-eyed and rubbing her bum furiously.

Ben looked at John and they both grinned.

Shortly after, Miss Harris came out of her office.

“Follow me, boys,” she said as she walked down the corridor. Ben and John were confused, as they expected to be called into her office. They admired the view of her bottom wiggling in the tight dress, and their trousers bulged. Miss Harris entered the door to her PA’s office and ushered the lads in.

“Ben and John. This is Mrs Patterson, my PA, and this gentleman is Peter Jones, a security and IT specialist. Please sit down while I explain why you are here,” Miss Harris said.

Ben and John sat and Miss Harris sat opposite them.

“On Friday afternoon, Mrs Patterson found a social media post which had photos from here on it. The photos showed me emerging from the pool on club night, both of you being caned that morning in my office, several from the club night, and some interesting scenes in the sauna and steam room. None of the photos are from the school CCTV system, which is switched off during club night and the cameras do not cover my office, sauna or steam room. In addition, there are photos of both of you in the changing rooms which do not have cameras. I contacted Peter, who investigated over the weekend and discovered that someone installed and connected covert cameras to a computer on the school system during a weekend when the school was closed. He checked who accessed the building at the weekend, and only three people did so. One was me, the second was Mr Smith, the site manager, and the third was Lisa Short, the receptionist. I have spoken to Mr Smith, who disabled the alarm so Miss Short could work in her office that day. According to her timesheet, she did not work that day. We have checked the CCTV system for the day and it shows Miss Short entering, but she does not stay in reception. She went towards my office and reappeared about twenty minutes later. She is also on the cameras in the pool area between swimming session and seen to enter the sauna, steam room and changing rooms. Peter has tracked the computer, which monitors the covert cameras, and it is the reception computer and the administrator for the cameras is Lisa Short. We have documented the investigation. I thought I should advise you and that you should be present when I speak to Miss Short,” Miss Harris explained.

“You mean she has posted nude photos of both of us?” Ben blurted out.

“Yes. Including your activity with June in the sauna. She also posted photos of John with Victoria in the steam room. Further to that, she has photos of John entering and leaving my flat. All the cameras are still active until after I speak to Lisa,” the Headmistress continued.

“Gosh!” John exclaimed.

“Mrs Patterson will take over from Lisa on reception while I speak to Lisa,” Miss Harris said.

Ten minutes later, Lisa Short was in the Headmistress’s office with Miss Harris, Peter, Ben and John.

“Lisa, I need to speak to you about some social media posts. It appears from our investigations that they used photos taken on secret cameras in the school, fitted and monitored on the reception computer, using your account. It is all documented for you to read before you reply,” Miss Harris stated as she handed the document to Lisa.

Lisa skimmed the document before responding.

“Yes. It is all correct. I fitted the cameras and monitored them. It was very interesting watching them. I wanted to embarrass you because of what you did to my brother,” Lisa calmly replied.

“But I don’t know your brother,” Miss Harris said.

“My brother is Steven Short. You caned him when you were Deputy Head at Kingsnorth School and then prevented him from taking his exams. He left with no results and a bad reference so could not go to sixth form or university. You wrecked his career, so I wanted to wreck yours. All he did was get caught smoking,” Lisa barked.

“I remember him. Steven misled you. He got caned and prevented from taking his exams because he was lazy. Steven knew he would fail his exams, so he broke into the office containing the exam papers just before the exams started. Someone caught him photographing all the papers. It was fortunate that he only got caned. He obviously could not sit the exams as he had seen the papers. Steven faced expulsion, which would have been worse,” Miss Harris explained.

“Oh! It seems he lied to me and my parents. I’m sorry. He told me it was your fault, and I trusted him,” Lisa said.

“How did you learn to fit the cameras and get them into our system?” Peter asked.

“I did an online course while I was doing my secretarial course. I planned to get a secretary’s job in your school and was lucky enough to get the receptionist position,” Lisa explained.

“You planned this well, but trusted your brother. In theory, I should call the police, but I feel that would be unfair. I need to think about this so we will reconvene here at the end of school today. In the meantime, you will show Mr Jones the camera monitor on your computer so he can remove it and copy the recordings. You will show him the cameras so he can remove them,” Miss Harris said.

“Yes, Miss,” Lisa said as she left with Mr Jones.

“Now, boys. Not a word about this to anyone and I will see you later,” Miss Harris said.

“Yes, Miss,” they replied in unison.

&&&&&&

At the end of the day, Ben and John reported to Angela Harris’s office and Angela showed them in. To their surprise, June and Victoria were there as well. A short while after, Lisa Short was called in. Angela had arranged four chairs in a semicircle at one end of the room and a new caning bench was now at the other end.

“Ladies and boys, please take a seat. As you can see, my new caning bench has arrived. I have spoken to everyone concerned, and I have made my decision. If Lisa agrees, then she can stay as a receptionist. If she does not, I will call the police. My decision is to give Lisa eight strokes of the cane while she is naked. She will also come to the Naturist Club until the end of the term. If she breaks any rules in the future, we will dismiss her. Lisa, do you agree?” Angela asked.

“Yes, Miss. I am sorry,” Lisa replied, acknowledging her trust in her brother and accepting the need for punishment.

“Strip off and then bend over the caning bench,” Angela ordered.

Lisa removed her jacket and undid her white blouse, revealing a white bra. She dropped her tight, short blue skirt to display blue stockings, blue suspender belt and white skimpy knickers. She took off her bra and knickers and finally removed the suspenders and stockings. The boys admired her fine body as she mounted the bench. Ben and John felt aroused as they saw her perfectly positioned bum as she grasped the handrails. Angela noticed the bulge in their trousers. June and Victoria were staring as Angela stepped alongside Lisa before touching the cane on her bum. She tapped the cane twice before lifting it back. She swished it down hard and centrally, burrowing deep into the fat on Lisa’s buttocks. Lisa gasped as a red line flashed across her bum.

Angela lined up the second stroke before tapping the cane. Angela lifted the cane back and whistled it onto Lisa’s bum, just below the first stroke.

Angela continued at a steady pace and four more strokes cracked onto the buttocks, leaving six parallel bright red lines and tears were rolling down Lisa’s face.

Placing the seventh stroke diagonally across the first six, Angela delivered it with extra venom, causing Lisa to yelp loudly.

Angela hesitated before tapping the cane just where Lisa’s thighs met her buttocks. She lifted the cane back and brought it down with a loud swish, extremely hard. Lisa cried out as the pain roared across her buttocks and thighs. To her relief, Angela walked away.

“You may get down when you are ready,” Miss Harris said.

Lisa slowly stepped off the bench and felt her bum. As she touched them, Lisa felt the red welts raised and painful. She felt a warm tingle in her groin as she stroked them. The lads were grinning as she turned towards them, flashing her pussy as she faced them.

“I am sorry for what I did. Please forgive me,” she mumbled as tears rolled down her face.

“You may get dressed,” Angela said as she put the cane away.

Lisa decided it was too painful to put her knickers or suspenders on, so she placed them in her bag. She struggled into her dress before putting on her bra and blouse. Finally, she slipped her high heels on and carried her jacket as she left the room.

“Remember, seven o’clock,” Angela said.

“I will be there,” Lisa replied.

“Before you all leave, I need to say something. As you know, engaging in sexual acts at club nights is punishable. If you get caught in the next four weeks, then two extra strokes will get added. Is that fair?” Angela asked.

“Yes, Angie,” four voices replied.

&&&&&&

At seven o’clock Ben and John entered the pool, just as an embarrassed Lisa entered. Ben immediately got an erection so jumped into the pool. Surprisingly, Angie was not there yet. Lisa slipped into the pool and Ben swam close.

“Come on, don’t be embarrassed,” he urged.

“But everyone can see I’ve had the cane,” Lisa retorted.

“Don’t worry about that. Someone will make a comment, but most have felt her cane,” Ben continued.

Lisa was still unsure, but Ben pulled her along. Lisa decided that backstroke was better, so they swam alongside each other for some time.

“Fancy a sauna?” Ben asked.

“OK. But no funny business. I know what goes on in there,” she replied.

John was swimming slowly with June and Victoria, wondering where Angie was. Eventually, thirty minutes later, Angie arrived. John’s cock immediately grew and stood proudly.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I had an urgent report to write,” she explained as she jumped in.

Ben had persuaded Lisa to go to the jacuzzi and join two other ladies there. He sat down and Lisa sat a distance away from him. One lady, Jacky, moved next to Ben. She was in her late twenties and curvy, with her long blond hair tied in a ponytail. She slipped her right hand onto Ben’s cock and gently stroked it. Ben smiled as she teased it fully erect. She stroked it expertly before suggesting it was time for the steam room.

Ben followed her into the empty steam room and they sat down. Jacky laid back with her legs spread apart invitingly. Ben took the hint and got on top of her. He teased her nipples with his tongue as she slipped his throbbing cock into her wet opening. Ben pushed down hard and she responded by pushing against him. She gasped as he started pounding gently away and pulled his bum with her hands to force him in deeper. Ben pumped away, fearful of getting caught, as Jacky moaned loudly.

“Harder! Harder!” she whispered.

Ben thrust in hard, pounding even faster as Jacky shuddered to a climax just as he spurted his juices deep into her.

“Thank you,” she said as she kissed him.

They could hear voices approaching so quickly sat up, leaving his juices dribbling. Lisa and another two ladies came in, so Ben and Jacky made their excuses and left.

Because of his infatuation with Angie, John remained swimming near her all evening. None of the other ladies excited him like her. Just before nine o’clock, Angie swam up to him.

“I hope you are going to walk me home tonight, John,” she whispered.

“Of course,” he replied.

The session ended a few minutes later, and Ben joined John in the changing rooms.

“Are you shagging Angie tonight?” Ben enquired.

“I am walking her home,” John replied.

“I am going to the pub. If you finish early enough, you can join me,” Ben said with a broad grin.

“I’ll see you tomorrow on the way to school,” John replied.

Shortly after, he met Angie, and they walked to her flat.

“Coming in?” Angie asked.

“Yes please,” John replied.

Angie slipped off her long coat, leaving her naked.

“Bedroom’s this way,” Angie said as she pulled him along.

Angie was frantic and started pulling his clothes off of him. She pushed him onto the bed and jumped on top. She was desperate to feel his cock inside her and soon straddled him. Her hands expertly slipped it into her moist slit and she pushed down, thrusting it deep into her. John watched as she rode him hard, her tits bouncing in front of his eyes. He pulled her towards him and kissed her nipples as she rode him harder. His hands pulled on her buttocks, causing his cock to thrust deeply, and Angie moaned with delight. Faster and faster she went until she screamed loudly to an orgasm, when she felt his love juice spurt into her. After a short period, she rolled off and cuddled him.

“Are you staying tonight?” she muttered.

“I will have to go home early tomorrow for my school clothes,” he replied.

“That leaves us several hours then,” Angie said as she nuzzled up to him.

&&&&&&

The next morning, John met Ben, and they walked to school.

“Good night?” Ben asked.

“Yep!” John replied.

“You fucked her again,” Ben exclaimed.

“You can speak. What about you and Jacky?” John retorted.

“Well, at least she is not my headteacher,” Ben snarled back as they entered the school.

“Good morning, Lisa,” Ben greeted the receptionist.

“Good morning, Ben,” she replied with a grin.

As they left the reception, a young man approached.

“Good morning. May I see the Headmistress please?” he asked.

“May I take your name, please? She has just gone to assembly but I will let her PA know you are here,” Miss Short replied.

“My name is Mr Wells and I am an Inspector of Schools with the Education Department. Here is my card,” he stated.

“Please, take a seat,” Miss Short said.

The man sat down and waited for Miss Harris to finish the assembly as Lisa panicked, wondering whether she had caused his visit.