Caned in Front of the School

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CP in our schools is never executed secretly but always in front of the class or with all pupils of the school watching. There Red faced before such a beautiful and impeccably attired young woman whom he had secretly admired for so long, and barely knowing how to present himself, he found his fingers nervously playing with the hem of his white cotton shirt and his bare feet fidgeted on the well worn and slightly scratchy wool carpet. Papa.—"Lucille, you hear what Miss Birch says, (I noticed him cast most excited and amourous looks towards the governess as he spoke), she has been most forbearing with you, and interceded with me many times to save your bottom, and even now cannot bring herself to lift her own hand to make you smart a little; it must indeed be a serious fault to induce her to ask me to use the rod, but, 'Spare the rod and spoil the child,' has always been a maxim with me; lay her across you lap, Miss Birch, and pull up her clothes, whilst I get the rod out of the table drawer."

As I walked out I was still very scared about what was going to happen, and, fearing that tears were coming, looked down at the floor as I walked out, but I do remember that I felt fortunate at least inasmuch as it was Mrs Seaton who would be caning me and not the headmaster. That will do. I don't want to be too hard upon Lucille this time. We will leave her to think over her disgrace and shame, and let her beware of the birch again," said Papa, taking Miss Birch's hand, to lead her from the room. "This has been a most agitating scene for your governess, who must repose in her private room for a while to recover herself." Perhaps you do not know that almost from my infancy it was arranged that I should marry the Earl of Ellington, who was about twelve years my senior, being a family compact of a purely mercenary character, designed to consolidate some very doubtful title deeds, which now that our union has proved unfruitful, are likely to entail great expense and annoyance to our heirs-at-law.Mandatory: Chelsea was an extremely well behaved girl who had never been spanked before but that was all about to change when she joined Bentford, a girls' school with extraordinary high standards where every girl was swished

Stop it, girl. I know you probably are sorry, but you will be a lot more sorry when I am done with you.”about a dozen of girls watching. Later it is also the girls' turn to be punished. They are caned on their hands. I estimate My father, you know, was the Honourable Mr. Warton, and my mother died in giving birth to myself, so that I was brought up under a nurse, and afterwards, when about seven years old, a young lady was engaged as governess to instil my juvenile mind with the rudiments of learning, preparatory to being sent to a finishing school. So, you will receive a full dozen strokes of the junior cane. But you will not receive them right now.” Well aware of the fact this off-the-record punishment had already pushed the boundaries of appropriateness to breaking point, she hesitated once again before making up her mind. "You're not done yet. Pants too! Put them over there with the rest of your clothes."

In assembly I sat in a seat at the end of the row, so as to be able to leave when my name was called out. Then I noticed that the headmaster was not in his usual place on the stage. I started to think that I might escape, or at least gain a reprieve. I had Smit get over my knee. As I lifted up her school dress, I could see faint marks on her thighs, like from a switch. I gave her six with the slipper, which she took without much fuss. There were a few tears, but no more. But I could see she would try to be a good girl from now on.As a headmistress, I know that there are things that cannot be solved by corporal punishment. Girls like Jenny Woods needed strict discipline, yes, but a good thrashing was only one part of that. And by just letting her off with another good dose of the cane, I knew, I wouldn’t get the full message across. Are you decent?" she asked a couple of minutes later, already knowing from her reflected view that he was busy with his tie. She turned her chair as soon as he replied and watched until he had pulled on his blazer and straightened the collar. I see. And did you comment on what you felt were his ‘old-fashioned values’ during that discussion?” Well, they will let you. I will give you a letter telling them so. And if they won’t, come to me at any time.”