Girls caned at school
There was a lively debate on a discussion board recently about girls receiving corporal punishment at British schools. Amidst some obviously made-up anecdotes, a few have the smack of realism. Of the latter, the first correspondent of interest discusses Mrs P, one of the music teachers at his senior school:
I did witness a girl on the receiving end of Mrs P’s hand. Mandy was the unlucky girl, it was quite a shock actually because she was not normally a disruptive kid. There was some harsh exchange of words and in a flash Mrs P hauled Mandy out of her seat over to the piano and once sitting down upon the piano seat, Mrs P pulled Mandy over her lap.
Up went Mandy’s skirt and to my astonishment she pulled down Mandy’s knickers too! A view I will never forget! And in true text book fashion, she spanked the living daylights out of Mandy as hard as she could. Her bum went scarlet! But what amazed me the most was that Mandy just took it without any real struggle.
Brian wrote an even more interesting account:
My only school caning was anything but enjoyable those old English headmasters used a whippy cane full force! One incident will remain with me forever though. It was in 1964 and I had a really big crush on the girl who sat in front of me – true love I thought at the tender age of 14. She was a seriously bad girl, always in trouble, and had been through lines detention corner time, sweeping the playground etc and nothing changed her one jot.
Finally, having been sent to the Headmaster for the third time in one day, he got his cane out and gave her four strokes across the seat of her skirt – forget lurid stories about bare bottoms etc, didn’t happen. When she came back from his office she was crying and holding her bottom, but the teacher who sent her made her stand behind her desk for 10 minutes with her hands on her head.
That’s the image I will never forget, her well worn navy blue skirt – plain not pleated, seat shiny as a mirror with four parallel lines clearly visible which remained for weeks. I doubt she got off on it, she sobbed on and off the rest of the day and struggled to sit down, but I did! I was even more crazy about her after that!
Robert’s reply to Brian’s post was also fascinating:
My jaw dropped when I read that Brian because it is so close to my experience except it would have been a few years later. Yes the one I am thinging about was a bad girl and I to had a crush on her. The bit that really amazed me is that I have read all sorts of rubbish about bare bottoms and of course that is just fantasy.
I have heard that you could tell schools that caned girl’s because the uniform was plain skirt as you cant cane a pleated one properly. In those days skirts had a lot of nylon in them and were dry clean only so they wore then for weeks at a time without cleaning and especially the navy blue ones became just like you say shiny as a mirror.
She had been caned before but this was the first time she sat in front on me becuase the teacher told her to change places with the girl in from becuase she wanted her on the front row. It was just like you say except that as a repeat offender she got six and the sight of those parralel lines like faint chalk marks will be with me forever along with her sobbing and I felt so sorry for her because he really hurt her a lot.
