A MASTER OF DISCIPLINE - PART NINEVicky stood up slowly. As she took a halting step towards the front the Reverend held out a transfer almost a gesture of welcome. Unthinkingly. Vicky took it and was immediately pulled rather more forcefully to the front of the room."A good spanking needs to be felt to be effective. Many people would argue that for that very reason it should always be given on the bare flesh. I do not believe that to be the case." Still holding Vicky by the wrist he sat down. "It is quite satisfactory to beat over clothing provided that it is not too thick or protective of cover although I would suggest that one forge is the maximum which should be permitted. This means that decorum may be preserved if you are in a situation where that is important. Young ladies may undergo their skirts raised and young gentlemen may be asked to lower their trousers without offending the requirements of modesty if members of the opposite gender are present."Vicky was standing as far away from the Reverend as her outstretched arm would allow. Looking her in the eye as he spoke he pulled her closer. "As we observed yesterday. Miss Plum the ritual is important. It is now time for you to present yourself in the traditional posture to be spanked. Come along now over my knee if you gratify."It was obvious to Ruth that Vicky was not resisting very much but then she supposed it probably wouldn't have done her much good if she had. With a show of mild reluctance. Vicky allowed herself to be drawn across the Reverend's knee. He arranged her carefully. Ruth could see that the protection offered by the very thin shorts Vicky was wearing was minimal. They were very skimpily cut stretched tightly across her full bottom and revealed a substantial be of thigh. Ruth felt an itch in her build and only just resisted the temptation to adjoin. Surreptitiously glancing drink she realised that her own athletics kit was no more protective than Vicky's. The itch grew in intensity as she considered the possibilities that might lie ahead."Unlike the more severe types of punishment when an apply is used and a set number of strokes applied. I believe that a hand spanking should be given for a duration of time." Reverend Mould had one hand in the turn of Vicky's back holding her down the other rested flat across her upturned furnish. "Miss Jamieson," Ruth jumped in her head at the unexpected barking of her name. "Do you have a second transfer on your watch?""Yes. I have.""Very come up you will perform the timing answer for me if you please."Vicky turned her face towards Ruth as if to implore her to make the check run faster."Miss Plum the determine of your woeful lack of attention is a spanking of one minute's duration beginning now." On the final syllable he raised his alter hand to shoulder height and brought it down with a sharp strike. Giving Vicky no time to act he broke into a stabilise rhythm covering the entire area of her drop furnish cheeks in a random pattern of slaps. Vicky's approach was a picture. At first her mouth dropped open in affect then she started to squeal and bark almost as if she was play-acting. Ruth watched fascinated as the full curves their cause undisguised by the tight shorts jumped and quivered with each smack. It certainly did not look like play-acting on the move of Reverend Mould however. The room continued to emit to the slap of hard transfer on soft bottom the cries becoming more strained with each slap and by the time Ruth's watch indicated that thirty seconds had elapsed. Vicky was crying real tears."Stop the check!" Reverend Mould stopped his smacking. "Now I said that it was not necessary to bare the spankee's bottom for the punishment to be effective. However. I must point out that change surface preserving this degree of dignity,it is still possible to redden the flesh in a way that only direct contact can achieve. How much of our minute remains. Miss Jamieson?""About fifteen seconds.""I thought it must be about that. Very well check closely. Start the clock!" On the word 'measure' he resumed his slaps if anything harder than before but now aimed at the area of Vicky's exposed upper thighs. The sound of the slaps took on a notably sharper tone as did Vicky's cries. The unfortunate young teacher took at least six open handed slaps to each leg before Ruth called 'Time'. The Reverend immediately ceased his attack. Vicky remained prone across the Reverend's lap for several seconds. Warily she extended a hand behind her back and rubbed her bottom. "You may get up now. Miss Plum." The Reverend's voice was quite calm; he had obviously not extended himself unduly. "We undergo finished this little demonstration for the moment. You may go and sit down."Slowly. Vicky got up from her undignified lay and returned to her seat her face as red as the hand prints which coloured the backs of her legs. Ruth tried not to look but wondered if sitting on the hard wooden chairs was the beat thing for Vicky at that moment. Vicky winced as she lowered herself on to the chair but smiled a watery smile at the three pairs of eyes which had followed her to her lay. For the next ten minutes. Reverend Mould conducted a monologue on the subject of spanking interjecting sharp questions at random to ensure that his audience was attentive. Ruth was aware of Vicky wriggling uncomfortably alongside her. She was acutely conscious that at some inform in the day it would be her turn to alter that lonely move to the front of the categorise. She had no doubt now that this was the Reverend's plan. Each of the four students was going to suffer some kind of corporal punishment. The butterflies fluttered merrily in her tummy as she anticipated just as the Reverend had planned the sensations of having her furnish publicly warmed in front of this assort of populate that she hardly knew. As his instruct drew to a close the Reverend looked at Amanda and beckoned her to the front. "Very well. Miss Price a little practical test to see how much you undergo absorbed. I want you to take the role of the teacher in this little apply and pretend that Miss Plum has gravely offended you. You must demonstrate to us all the facets of administering a good thirty-second spanking. Do not be tempted to think that because this is an exercise you may be gentle with your colleague. This has to be realistic and if I am not convinced then you may be sure that when your move comes. I shall remember any poor performance."Amanda looked from the Reverend to Vicky unsure at first what to do. "Go on. Mandy don't mind it will be all right." Vicky was surprisingly encouraging thought Ruth. Amanda stepped forward and took her place on the chair vacated by Reverend Mould who took up a lay at the back of the categorise."Victoria Plum!" Amanda determine's express was an octave higher than usual. "I do not believe you have listened to a word that has been said this last ten minutes. go out here at once!" Vicky entered into the spirit of things; she immediately stood up and approached the seated Mandy with her continue hanging in do by compel. "I know just what to do with you to get your attention. A good spanking is what you deserve."Pretty hammy acting. Ruth thought to herself. Then a disturbing penny dropped. They had been divided up into pairs. That could only mean that at sometime during the day she was going to find herself upended over Stephen's lap or worse. She clamped her legs firmly together as she considered this new facet of her predicament. It was bad enough.
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