Dr. Kroft was seated behind her intimidating mahogany desk with her eyes lowered to the official looking document before her. Luke Ryder, the teacher who had caught Emily in the act of breaking several school rules the previous evening, was standing behind the headmistress's high backed leather chair. He met Emily with a sympathetic half smile as she entered the room. To the right of the desk stood a man Emily did not recognize. He was tall and debonair, with an expensive suit and silk ascot around his neck. Marie, the headmistress's personal secretary, was seated in the corner of the room with her usual steno pad, ready to record the details of what promised to be an interesting meeting.
"Emily, please come inside and shut the door behind you." Dr. Kroft commanded without looking up from her desk.
Emily did as she was told and took a few more steps toward the center off the room. There was no chair placed there for her to sit, and she was not directed where to go, so she simply stood nervously before the headmistress, awaiting her punishment.
Dr. Kroft seemed to be silently reading the document on her desk for some time, as the other occupants of the room stood in silence. Emily clasped her hands behind her back and nervously shifted her weight from foot to foot as she waited for some direction or sentence to be handed down.
After what seemed like hours, Dr. Kroft looked up from her desk and folded over whatever she was reading. "I have just finished reading the report of what happened last night in the dormitory, Emily. And I must say I am not surprised."
Emily raised her eyebrows at this statement. She was expecting much harsher words.
"Needless to say, I am very disappointed in your actions, and you will be severely punished. I cannot have my girls cavorting around with boys, from Duncan Academy or otherwise, without proper supervision. Your parents entrust you to us to receive an education. A very specific education. And any extracurricular activities need to be school sponsored and chaperoned. I realize that you were not the only student involved in these events and the others will be dealt with accordingly. But, the other girls, especially the younger girls, look up to you. And I expect you to set an example. Is that understood?"
Emily nodded quickly, not quite understanding where this was going.
"Now then," Dr. Kroft continued. "I would like you to meet Lord Covington, the headmaster of Duncan Academy."
The tall prestigious man in the ascot nodded his chin at Emily and smiled. "Pleased to meet you, Emily." He said in a deep English accent. "Although I would have preferred other circumstances for our first visit."
"Lord Covington and I have discussed what happened last night and decided on a course of action." Dr. Kroft explained, now rising from her seat and slowly walking to the front of her desk "Having two colleges so close together with such a unique purpose raises many questions for us as administrators. Until now, we have had very limited contact between the Duncan men and the Fairfax ladies. This has proved to be very problematic. There have been numerous reports of girls and boys meeting outside the schools for some time now, and now this dormitory escapade. We cannot allow these things to happen any longer. Instead we have chosen to form a much more friendly relationship between the schools."
"Instead of forbidding all contact between girls and boys, we will now plan supervised events." Lord Covington further explained. "We will have students travel between campuses for group classes of certain subjects, social and sporting events, all of which will be under the watchful eye of instructors. We cannot have a repeat of what happened in the dormitory. Is that understood?"
Emily nodded. She could not believe what she was hearing. This sounded more like a reward than a punishment. She knew there must be a catch, but she was afraid to ask any questions. She only waited silently for the punishment she knew must be hidden in this most wonderful of news.
"I want you to come forward and lean over the desk, my dear." Lord Covington said, quite matter of factly.
Emily did as she was told. She was somewhat relived at the request. He meant to spank her, she was sure of it. This was a standard punishment at Fairfax, and one she had endured many times before. She leaned over Dr. Krofts massive desk and placed her cheek to its cool surface. She felt the cool air flow over her thighs and her tiny pleated skirt rose over her hips and revealed her thin white panties. She felt a pair of warm hands lift what remained of her skirt and lay it down on her back. She knew all three instructors were now staring at her firm backside, barely covered by the thin material. The hands returned, reaching under the waistband of the underwear and slowly pulling them below her cheeks. As was standard, they were left around her knees for the spanking.
Emily waited patiently, bracing herself for the initial blow, but instead she felt Lord Covington's firm hand stroke her ass gently. Not spanking, just caressing.
"She has a nice firm bottom." He said to Dr. Kroft and Mr. Ryder. "My boys will no doubt love this."
"And as you can see, she enjoys the attention." Dr. Kroft's said, as Emily felt fingertips run up her thigh to the exposed pussy lips. She shuttered as she felt the fingers move back and forth over her slit, revealing the wetness that had developed.
"I like that you keep your girls shaved naked here." Sir Covington commented. "So much more attractive."
