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The Ceremony – Part 7The Ceremony – Part 7The next morning the Headmaster conducted School Assembly. At the end he stood on he stage in front of the school.”As you may have heard, a girl is to be punished here today. A girl who disobeyed the rules.The older girl who loaned her the dildo so that she could violate herself ahead of the Ceremony remains anonymous.But I want that girl to know something – it is you who has brought yesterdays and today’s punishments on Michelle.A girl with her.. ahem.. anatomy.. would have had an easy Ceremony. Instead she is to be caned, to teach you all a lesson””Firstly, we will have the two brave girls from yesterday’s Ceremony on the stage”.Little Gilly had to be almost carried up the steps to the stage, her legs were so weak and she winced at every step.Though she did straighten up and stand proudly on the stage. Next up was Rosie, who limped from her place and was in obvious pain mounting the steps.Rosie beamed at me. Both girls got a well deserved round of applause and were helped back to their seats.The Head then motioned to the wings and a curtain was drawn back. Gasps from the audience of girls.The caning bench had already been set up and adjusted to the correct height. A sturdy uşak escort wooden bench, waist high.Topped with padded leather which had seen the sweat of many girl’s tummies. Bolted firmly to the floor.On the floor, where the girls hands would be, two rings solidly fastened down.’Bring out Michelle” the Head said. Two prefects went to the side door and brought the naked Michelle in, each pinioning an arm.they brought her onto the stage. From the front you could see the wicked whip marks on the sides of her big boobs, the ones I had inflicted.The two female teachers pulled her over to the caning bench. they fastened her wrists to the rings, allowing her to grip the rings if needed.You could see the results of yesterdays flogging all over Rosie’s bum and down her thighs.Some whip marks up her delicate inner thighs too, from her pussy whipping.Her fully pussy lips gaped open, pushed back by her stance over the bench. A nest of dark curls, and the pussy lips poking backwards beyond the line of her buttocks.A couple of stitches are visible where her lips were sewn up.In the sidelines Mr Jenkins was practising with a new cane. A wicked instrument, long and whippy.I normally favour a stouter cane on the larger bottom. escort uşak This thin cane would be sure to sting like billy-o and perhaps cut the girls skin.The Headmaster stood up to announce that the girl would be allowed the mercy of the bite block. This means that she would not break school rules by swearing while she was being caned. Also she would not be able to shame herself by begging to be spared, or offering her charms in return for the caning to stop. One female teacher stepped forward to place a leather pad between her teeth, and strapped it round her head. The teacher stood up and patted her on the bum! As if she were a pet!Mr Jenkins wasted no time. He stood to one side, measured his stroke and.. Switttt!A wail of agony was muffled by the girls bite block. Swittt! A true scream this time.An intake of breath from the audience. Mr Jenkins continued his awful work with the cane.After the first six were completed I looked round the room. Many girls could not watch, and turned their faces away. Some looked like they were going to be sick. Some girls though were staring at Michelle, unable to turn their gaze away. I noted these girls – I wondered how they would react when under the lash. I would uşak escort bayan remember them and schedule punishment sessions specially.Amongst the male teachers every man watched intently. There was a mix of reactions amongst the female teachers – some watched intently. Others turned a bit pale and ashen.Mr Jenkins continued to lay on the cruel strokes of the whippy cane. The girl was screaming, mercifully muffled by the bite block.And then it happened.. AAARGHHH! AAARGHHH! The cane had caught her protruding pussy lips. On top of the stitches from last night that must have been agony. Michelle screamed and strained her wrists to be free. Mr Jenkins to give him his due avoided the area for the rest of the punishment.Mr Jenkins began to work down each thigh, starting at the sit spot, where a girl feels the cane most fully. Each bum cheek was done individually, as was each thigh. Perfectly placed parallel stripes, laid on hard.By the time Mr Jenkins had reached to her knees there was already a bit of blood seeping out.Some girls were openly crying, as were one or two teachers. Michelle was spent, slumped over the caning bench and not making a sound.The two female teachers stepped forward. First they unfastened the bite block, the Michelle’s wrists. They helped her up and d****d a red dressing gown round her. They half carried her off to the wings of the stage, you could see each step was causing her pain.Good girl. Her guilt had been cancelled.

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