You are going to be caned
What thoughts must be going through the mind of the pretty eighteen year old as she waits outside the principal's office. An indicator by the door reads WAIT. How she wishes she had not been caught stealing from the tuck shop. Some pupils passing by look at her with pity, but others mock her with taunts such as:
"Thieves get their asses torn up", etc.
Of course, she doesn't need reminding of that. One of the teachers comments to her that she wouldn't like to be in her shoes - the principal is in a terrible mood today!
The principal is a 55 year old woman, large and powerful with a fearsome reputation for dishing out extremely severe canings. The girl trembles with fear as her wait enters its second hour. The principal is not busy - she is deliberately keeping the girl waiting. She can see the girl by means of a security camera. The girl starts to weep, which seems to result in more cruel taunts from those walking past. She recalls on several occasions walking past the principal's office and hearing the mighty swish - crack and screams of pain from inside the locked door. The wait seems to go on and on. But at the same time she fears the moment when the indicator will change to ENTER and she will be called in. As her wait continues she wishes she had visited the toilet. She crosses her legs. She knows that if she leaves to relieve herself the consequences may be too terrible to contemplate. She only hopes that she can last out. After two hours her wait continues. Finally after a further ten minutes there is a bleep and the indicator changes to ENTER. Her stomach jumps and she feels sick as she nervously opens the door and enters.
This is the first time she had seen inside this terrible room. Generally the only reason pupils entered it was for caning. Inside the principal was sitting at her desk ignoring her. She looked around the room and her eyes fixed on the heavy horse with thick leather straps attached. Hanging on the wall behind that she saw a fearsome array of canes. She wanted to run, but her legs seemed unable to carry her she was trembling so much. Also she knew she would lose control of her bladder if she tried to run. In truth it is very fortunate for her that she did not run. The consequences would have been too terrible to contemplate. After a couple of minutes the principal got up and locked the door. The poor girl was now at the mercy of this terrible woman. She has a reputation as a sadist and that is exactly what she is. She ordered the girl to stand in front of the desk as she sat and looked her up and down.
"I don't like thieves", she stated in a very stern and intimidating way.
"You are going to be caned - HARD"
The girl jumped at the ferocious venom behind the word 'hard' and started to cry and plead with the principal.
TO BE CONTINUED
"Thieves get their asses torn up", etc.
Of course, she doesn't need reminding of that. One of the teachers comments to her that she wouldn't like to be in her shoes - the principal is in a terrible mood today!
The principal is a 55 year old woman, large and powerful with a fearsome reputation for dishing out extremely severe canings. The girl trembles with fear as her wait enters its second hour. The principal is not busy - she is deliberately keeping the girl waiting. She can see the girl by means of a security camera. The girl starts to weep, which seems to result in more cruel taunts from those walking past. She recalls on several occasions walking past the principal's office and hearing the mighty swish - crack and screams of pain from inside the locked door. The wait seems to go on and on. But at the same time she fears the moment when the indicator will change to ENTER and she will be called in. As her wait continues she wishes she had visited the toilet. She crosses her legs. She knows that if she leaves to relieve herself the consequences may be too terrible to contemplate. She only hopes that she can last out. After two hours her wait continues. Finally after a further ten minutes there is a bleep and the indicator changes to ENTER. Her stomach jumps and she feels sick as she nervously opens the door and enters.
This is the first time she had seen inside this terrible room. Generally the only reason pupils entered it was for caning. Inside the principal was sitting at her desk ignoring her. She looked around the room and her eyes fixed on the heavy horse with thick leather straps attached. Hanging on the wall behind that she saw a fearsome array of canes. She wanted to run, but her legs seemed unable to carry her she was trembling so much. Also she knew she would lose control of her bladder if she tried to run. In truth it is very fortunate for her that she did not run. The consequences would have been too terrible to contemplate. After a couple of minutes the principal got up and locked the door. The poor girl was now at the mercy of this terrible woman. She has a reputation as a sadist and that is exactly what she is. She ordered the girl to stand in front of the desk as she sat and looked her up and down.
"I don't like thieves", she stated in a very stern and intimidating way.
"You are going to be caned - HARD"
The girl jumped at the ferocious venom behind the word 'hard' and started to cry and plead with the principal.
TO BE CONTINUED
4 years ago
