[This story involves bodily functions as well as discipline, so anyone offended by either should read no further. All characters are over 18.]
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It was time for the final assembly at the weekend school. As Melody Haynes and Anne Smithers supervised the pupils, they filed into the large hall where Laura Franklin stood at the lectern on the stage. Laura was wearing a beautifully tailored grey flannel skirt with a crisp white blouse adorned with a gorgeous gold stickpin in her plush navy ascot. She had on her favorite burgundy pumps and light-colored but seamed hose which were held up by a smashing garter belt well hidden under her skirt.
"Please give me your attention," she said firmly. "I'm Miss Franklin, and I am the Headmistress, in case you were not aware of that. I own this school and I am here today to remind you that those of you who have misbehaved will receive necessary discipline at this final assembly. We do hope you have enjoyed your time here, that you will even enjoy or especially enjoy this assembly, and that we will see you here again soon."
"The teachers and prefects have reported to me those of you who have been naughty and I will now begin the process of disciplining those who have earned an award of punishment this weekend," Laura announced with a slight note of detachment. "There also will be a surprise on the program that will not involve discipline, and I'm sure it will hold your interest."
"The first pupil on my list is Annette Judson," Laura said loudly. "Please come up here, Annette."
A pleasant-looking brunette in her 40s stood and with a fearful look on her pale face, walked calmly to the front and climbed the stairs to face the commanding Headmistress.
"Judson," Laura began, "Miss Smithers reports that she caught you in the hall running to Miss Haynes's class and that you responded very discourteously when she stopped you and asked you your name."
"I'm terribly sorry for my behavior, Miss," Annette responded. "I was so afraid of being late that I was concerned I would be even more delayed in getting to class."
"I will ask Miss Prentice to discipline you, Judson," Laura intoned. Then, as if it were the most common thing to say, she added, "You will now remove all of your clothing."
Annette was shocked but she began to unhook her jumper and slip it off and then stood before the assembly in her bra and knickers, as well as socks and shoes.
"The underwear will come off as well, Judson," Laura said firmly.
Totally shamed, Annette now unhooked her bra, placed it on the bench behind her on the stage and calmly slid her green school knickers down and off.
"You may keep your socks and shoes on, Judson," Laura said, with a smile that concealed her delight at seeing this 40-ish woman shamed to be standing bare save for shoes and socks.
"Hands at your sides, Judson," Laura added as she saw Annette try to cover her breasts and pubic triangle with her hands.
Now the lovely but severe Diana Prentice walked across the stage with a thin cane in her hand and with her finger, beckoned Annette to lie across the punishment bench.
As Annette bent over the bench, Diana carefully pushed the woman's legs apart so that from behind, the assembly could see her dark hair and pooching pudenda between her spread legs. Diana proceeded to attach the soft but sturdy velvet cuffs at the base of the bench to Annette's ankles.
Then she stood back and lay the cane across Annette's pale but ample bottom. She drew the cane back and quickly flicked it twice across the middle of the bottom. She could hear the audience wince at each stroke's thwicking sound and she allowed some time for the strokes to sink in and the red tramlines to appear on Annette's bum.
She lay the cane again on the bottom, this time lower. She drew the cane back again and applied it with a firmer flick. This time the two strokes hit at the lowest part of the bottom in the crease with Annette's thighs and everyone could hear her screams at being hit in this highly sensitive place.
Now Laura came over to whisper into Diana's ears and the young schoolmistress smiled at what she heard. Laura had told her to give Annette a final stroke that was known as a Mistress's Stroke, straight between her legs up into her spread labia. Diana stood directly behind her victim and this time placed the cane below the spread legs and expertly flicked the cane straight up so it hit directly between the spread lips of Annette's vulva. This stroke was intended to be both humiliating and painful; Annette let out a scream that fazed everyone in the groups of male and female students assembled.
Diana then undid the ankle cuffs and told Annette quietly that she could get dressed.
"You will thank Miss Prentice for taking the trouble to discipline you, Judson," Laura instructed the woman.
"Th-thank you, Miss Prentice, for punishing me," Annette managed to say while still holding back tears. "I have learned to behave better from your disciplining."
Diana then led Annette to a row of wooden chairs on the side of the platform. Each had a soft cushion on the seat.
"Now get up on the seat on your knees with your bottom facing out and you looking over the back of the chair," Diana instructed. When Annette had assumed this position, Diana flipped up the woman's uniform skirt, tucked in above her waist, and pulled down her knickers to expose her bottom. Annette now knelt on the chair with her bare bottom exposed and facing the students.
"You will remain here until the Headmistress permits you to return to the audience," Diana told her.
Laura now summoned Joanne Winston, who had received the red F in Conduct from Diana Prentice for making a rude comment to the prefect who had been in charge of the class.
Joanna was now terribly afraid because Diana had already caned her on the spot for the offense. She wondered what awful punishment was now in store for her.
As she approached the youthful and clearly severe Headmistress, Joanne's legs almost wobbled.
"Winston, you dared to insult one of my instructors," Laura intoned. "I know she has already disciplined you but by receiving a red F in Conduct, you have let yourself in for further punishment. We do not tolerate that sort of behavior here and you will learn that the hard way, it appears."
"I'm terribly sorry, Headmistress," Joanne pleaded. "I really did not mean to insult Miss Prentice and as you said, she has disciplined me for my foolishness."
"Miss Prentice, you will discipline Winston in accordance with the grade in Conduct you awarded her," Laura said loudly.
Diana merely crooked her finger to motion Joanne to the punishment bench.
Joanne walked meekly over to face the punishment she knew would be harsh. She was ashamed that this blonde 20-year-old would be disciplining her in the most embarrassing and humiliating way, not only once as had happened, but yet again.
Diana summarily ordered her to roll her skirt up and to lower her knickers. Joanne permitted herself slight relief that she was not ordered to strip as Annette had been. She was horrified that the entire assembly was doubtless staring at her ample bottom and the dark hair that protruded when Diana ordered her to bend over and spread her legs well apart.