A Student's Lesson

Mr. Fredrickson turned his head in confusion to the Headmaster. "What about the police statement we heard? It positively read like there was torture going on in there."

The Headmaster's calm demeanor didn't change an iota. "I can only imagine that the officers involved had never experienced what a strict reform school would be required to have on it's premises. I am still waiting for more information on that and I will relay it to all of you as soon as possible."

Ms. Warrington glanced up at the standing lady. "Miss Yeager. You can tell me if you think you were abused in any way while under Mr. Cox's 'care'. I will support you and make sure that there are no consequences if you say so now." She studied the teen's face closely. Was there a hint of a grin there?

"No, ma'am," Sally responded. "During my time there I was cared for by a female assistant who made sure I was monitored at all times. The report you may have heard could have been possibly about her. She abruptly left on the last day and Mr. Cox called an end to it at that point."

The middle aged woman sat back in her chair. "The police are looking for her then? She's missing?"

"Yes, Miss Warrington, the Headmaster nodded. That's why Mr. Cox is currently in prison. The police have shown no interest in our part of the matter."

The board members in the room seemed to mull that over for a moment. "So where does that leave us?" Mr. Stockdale asked from the opposite end of the table.

"It leaves us in the clear you dunderhead!" Dr. Barnaby shouted hoarsely back at him. He turned back to the front of the table and grinned. "Am I mistaken or is there other business we have to discuss today?"

Mr. Fredrickson leaned forward in his chair. "I wasn't aware of any other issues that called us here."

The Headmaster looked seriously back at the man. "I actually wanted to use this opportunity to bring up the proposal I have for the seniors this next term as well as the summer before they are off to college. I wish to bring back a more 'classical' teaching method with stern discipline as well as..."

Ms. Warrington interrupted him. "We have already discussed this over the summer. I would have had all corporal punishment prohibited on our campus if I had my way."

The Deputy Headmistress frowned. "But we wouldn't be here if it were allowed, Ms. Warrington." Her slight German accent emphasized her wish for more discipline in the school.

Sally glanced at the stocky teacher. She was the one who let Mr. Cox into the gym last year. It was all so obvious now. The short haired woman would definitely be a yes vote.

The Headmaster nodded. "That is true, Miss Holtz. I want to emphasize, however, that the purpose of my program is to make these young men and women excel in their endeavors later in life. The threat of the cane is only secondary in importance to the studies that could be offered in the new courses."

"And what the state requires is all too theoretical," Dr. Barnaby said disparagingly. "There is darn little in the way of practical learning these days."

"What exactly would the students be learning Headmaster?" Mr. Fredrickson asked, his interest piqued.

"I would focus on preparing these young minds on what really faces them out there. To show them how competitive the real world is and how to move their way up in society." He gestured to Sally who was still standing at attention. "They would aspire for the leadership that will be exemplified by the the Head Boy and Girl."

"What? Miss Yeager?" The Deputy Headmaster said disbelievingly.

The Headmaster stood and walked around the student looking at her appraisingly. "Miss Yeager here is exactly the young lady we need. She is tough, strong minded and not easily intimidated. Yes. She still needs to prove herself over this semester but I am confidant that her academics will meet the requirements by the spring term." He then turned to Ms. Warrington. "Your son would be a lead candidate as well."

The woman blinked. "Well...umm! I...of course if we decide to proceed that is."

Mr. Poole looked back at Sally. "What does Miss Yeager here think of the program and the...err; the possibility of that kind of punishment?"

The Headmaster looked down at his protege. "How do you feel about that aspect of the program, Miss Yeager?"

Sally desperately tried not to cringe. This Mr. Poole was undressing her with his eyes at that very moment. With the Headmaster standing next to her Sally knew it was the moment of truth. "Sir. I am certain that if I knew you could cane me I would have never done those things. I know the male students feel that it's unfair as well."

Mr. Stuart slammed his palm on the table causing everyone to jump. "Unfair?! Are you telling me that while I punished my daughter this girl will be rewarded for her behavior?!"

The room was silent for a moment as everyone suddenly realized what he said was true. Each of them looked to the Headmaster for an explanation.

The tall man's eyes narrowed at Mr. Stuart. "I can assure you that Miss Yeager here has paid her debt to this school..."

"Didn't she say that she hasn't received the punishment the others got?" The pale man's face was slowly going crimson.

Sally watched as the mood in the room changed abruptly. There were several Directors now looking up at the Headmaster distrustfully. Even as good as he was, not enough of them would go along with the plan. His explanations were now falling on deaf ears. It was time to commit. In an instant she knew what to say. It just came naturally to her. "Sir?" She spoke up looking at Mr. Stuart. "I'm sorry."

The room went quiet. The redheaded man looked at his daughter's best friend dismissively. "Sorry? I don't believe you. I can't believe anything you say after all the lies you said to my face! At my home!"

She couldn't sense his mood but she could tell that he was very angry. This was going to be tough. The Headmaster had tried to show her how to use her ability but it was only a few minutes of explanation. He had said that all she had to do was 'turn on the charm'. The teen didn't know exactly what that meant but she would give it a try. "Yes, Mr. Stuart. I did lie to you." She looked him in the face. "I regret everything I did. I almost destroyed the relationship I had with my best friend. I really screwed up, sir." The student blinked away a bit of mist in her eyes. "There is nothing I can do to make it up to you."

The Headmaster could see the conflicted man look back at the girl uncertainly. Several of the other members were pursing their lips or fiddling with a pen. It was an admirable attempt by his student but she still wasn't using the power to it's maximum effectiveness. The young woman just had to remember how she had accomplished it with his assistant. All that was needed is for her to lay a sweet dollop of sexual tension on top of the mix. "Miss Yeager. I don't think anything you have to say would convince these members that you are truly sorry. Why don't you leave now and we can end the meeting." The tall man tilted his head to the young lady letting his sentence hang.

Sally looked back with confusion. That phrase he just used. Oh shit! He wants me to... She let her eyes travel across the table. The people stared back impatiently waiting for her to leave. All but Mr. Poole of course. This is so fucking sick. She looked back up at the bastard.

"Was there something else, Miss Yeager?"

Trying not to sound angry she let her voice grow soft. "Sir. What if I could prove how sorry I am. That is; if the Board of Directors would allow it." That got heads turning.

The Headmaster appeared to be confused. "What exactly are you proposing?"

Sally tried to make her response both forthright as well as submissive. It was a tough lie to pull off. "I could receive punishment from the school, sir. The same as the boys did."

Watching the young lady tug at the hem of her coat, the Headmaster had to admit that her demeanor was a masterstroke. He would have to reward his student for this later he promised himself. "Miss Yeager, I could never ask that of you after what you have been through," he said caringly.

The teen wanted to punch the man in the face so badly. Something was happening, though. She could feel it as the Headmaster was staring at her. That subtle feeling she had with Beth and now here as well. The talk of punishment... No! It was the implication of her getting it on the bare! "Sir. I have to show everyone, especially Mr. Stuart, that I am truly sorry. I wish...I, umm..." She looked at the floor. "you would cane me please."

The reactions around the room were almost comical. Dr. Barnaby started coughing and had difficulty breathing. Mr. Pool rubbed his balding head as if he were sweating. The others mostly just reacted with wide eyes and hanging mouths.

The Deputy Headmaster spoke first. "Miss Yeager. You know that isn't allowed."

"But we could make it so." The Headmistress pointed out looking thoughtful.

"I don't know..." Mr. Fredrickson said, his ebony face looking a bit more shiny to the teen all of a sudden. "Should we adjourn and think about this?"

Sally sobbed. "I've been waiting for what seems like forever, sir! Don't hold it over me even longer! Please!"

The Deputy Headmaster shook his head. "I can't believe we are talking about this. We just avoided a major catastrophe! I will not get involved in another!" He stood. "You know my vote." He then swept out of the room.

Sally saw Ms. Warrington's and Mr. Fredrickson's faces harden. Dr. Barnaby, Miss Holtz and Mr. Poole were obviously on board. It all came down to Mr. Stuart. The teen didn't want to go this far but it was time to double down. She faced her friend's father one more time with a tear in her eye. "Mr. Stuart. I know that you had to punish your daughter because of my actions. I want to prove to you that I take responsibility for making you do that." She took a deep breath. "It would only be fair if you witnessed my punishment."

The Headmaster cringed. The girl had pushed too far too fast. He opened his mouth to apologize to the others.

"You...you would do that; for me?" The freckled man said unsteadily.

Closing his mouth the tall man smoothly covered his surprise. He relaxed and tried to sense what Sally was doing. There it was. That subtle current the girl was weaving was quite intoxicating and he let himself join it.

Sally felt it immediately. It was like two complementary tuning forks coming into synch. How did she know about tuning forks?? "Yes, sir. If you would forgive me. My friendship, with Susan; means too much..." She started crying softly not able to go on.

Everyone at the table watched entranced as the once angry man nodded back. "I...I..." He swallowed. "That would make a world of difference, Sally."

The Headmaster turned to Ms. Warrington and Mr. Fredrickson. "How could we not allow this to go forward? A parent wronged. A student now remorseful. A fair and just punishment. If only every student here was as sincere as Miss Yeager." He looked deeply into the middle-aged woman's eyes. "As I am sure how you brought up your son as well. Wouldn't you agree?"

The severe woman now felt her pulse quicken. She had never before realized just how handsome the Headmaster really was before now. Those eyes; so kind and caring. "Your right," she said so softly that Mr. Fredrickson barely could hear her.

"Are you saying you want to approve this?" he asked uncomfortably.

With the Headmaster still gazing openly at the middle aged woman, Sally turned to him. "If you would as well, sir. It would make it easier to accept if this esteemed leadership fully backed this school and it's students."

The sixty year old man felt very sweaty all of a sudden. He was conservative by nature and didn't like making snap decisions. But how could he refuse her? "Is this is what you really want, young lady?"

Sally nodded solemnly. "Yes, sir. So just that I can get this behind me and join the amazing program the Headmaster promised us."

The older man looked closely at the student. The Headmaster was right. She was EXACTLY the type of girl we needed. What with that very professional looking uniform she was wearing. Her long brown hair brushed and braided so prettily. Those luscious lips now forming a grin... What was he thinking? He was a happily married man! The torn gentleman still nodded uncertainly.

Sally couldn't hide how fucking exciting this was anymore. With the Headmaster at her side she could feel the intensity of the energy in the room double and then redouble again! The possibilities seemed endless! "Thank you, sir. I thank all of you for letting me get this over with." Her little speech was interrupted by the Headmaster getting on the phone.

"Yes, Miss Watts. Could you fetch my cane please."

Sally, trying to keep her happy face on, raised an eyebrow. "Sir. Aren't we going to your..."

The Headmaster raised a hand. "Yes. The one I use on special occasions. Thank you." He hung up. "As you said you didn't want to wait any longer than is necessary."

Sally, smile still frozen in place, twisted her head to the side. "Is that what I meant, sir?"

"Yes, Miss Yeager." The tall man said smoothly. "It is the least I could do to give your final lesson right here. Can't you sense the, umm, 'urgency' of our members here?"

Oh! She did feel it! The moment it became obvious that Sally was going to get it in this room there was a surge from the various men. She looked across the table. Even Miss Holtz!

There was a short knock at the door. When the middle aged lady entered with a thick cane in her hand Sally felt the...what was it? The 'intensity' go off the charts. It was both disturbing and thrilling at the same time! Even so, a small part of her rebelled. I mean, who wanted to have a painful public caning in front of a guy like Mr. Poole? "Sir..."

The Headmaster took the cane from his assistant and dismissed her. Turning to Sally he gave her a steady look. "Trust me, Miss Yeager. This is the best way to learn this most critical lesson." He then held her gaze. "Trust me."

Sally narrowed her eyes. Was he trying to influence her? She couldn't tell. What she could sense was varying amounts of curiosity to outright excitement coming at her from all around the table. Then she realized what the Headmaster had been doing. What he had prepared her for. He was right! It had been all fucked up and twisted to hell and back but it was right there in front of her. She could take it. She would use it! "I think I understand, sir." She said with an edge of exhilaration in her voice. "Should I remove my skirt, sir?"

The Headmaster nodded looking a tad embarrassed. "I'm afraid so, Miss Yeager. I think you know my reasons why I can't cane over a dress I'm sure."

The energy in the room thrummed. All of a sudden old Doctor Barnaby was pulling out a vial of pills. Mr. Poole's eyes were darting around the room, his hand stealthily sliding below the table. Miss Holtz twirled a lock of blond hair around a finger, her lips moist from licking them. Sally was the center of attention and she had complete control. Giving everyone an embarrassed glance she began unzipping the side of her skirt. A moment later they slid off the student's hips and she stepped out of them carefully.

Mr. Fredickson fished out a handkerchief. Thank God her shirt is covering most everything! As it was he couldn't help but notice the cream thigh high stockings she wore. Was that part of the uniform?! He patted several beads of sweat from his temple.

"Do you want me here, sir?" Sally pointed at the end of the table. "I could bend over if that is what you wish."

"Oh jeez!" someone exclaimed. It sounded suspiciously like Mr. Poole but no one called him out for the interruption.

"No Miss Yeager, the table will be fine." The Headmaster nodded to the seated members. "Wouldn't everyone agree that Sally is taking this punishment just as every student should?"

Mr. Stuart agreed with some satisfaction. "Yes. She was such a bad influence; but look at her now..." His voice trailed off as Sally leaned over the wooden top.

Ms. Warrington, sitting near the head of the conference table, wasn't watching the student. Her eyes were drawn to the strong looking Headmaster as he approached and lifted the shirt over the young lady's back. His practiced hands moved so smoothly, so deftly...

Dr. Barnaby was having the time of his life. With a prime viewing spot next to the young lady he noticed that the panties being drawn down were in the school colors. He couldn't help but giggle!

Sally didn't move as she felt her bottom being bared once again. She should have been angry or embarrassed but the feeling in the room was just so enticing. Most of them couldn't see her ass anyway. The next part though, it wasn't going to be pleasant. At least he wasn't saying anything stupid like how healthy her rear was.

The Headmaster rolled up his gown so his arm was free. "Now Miss Yeager, after every stroke I want you to thank each of the members at the table in turn." Sally looked over her shoulder in confusion. "And remember the lessons you learned."

The Board watched as the Headmaster gave the air a quick swipe sending a very sharp sound for all to hear. Several of the gentleman (and one lady as well) shifted in their seats to ensure that they had an unobstructed view as the tall man took aim.

Thwack!

Sally gritted her teeth. Here it comes! The pain she remembered from the awful first caning. She waited a second longer. She couldn't quite cover her look of surprise.

"You took the first well, Miss Yeager," the Headmaster said appreciatively. "but don't forget to thank Dr. Barnaby to your left."

Sally was so confused. She felt it. It definitely stung. It just wasn't very painful at all! Something was up with that cane. She realized what the man behind her just told her and she had to play along. They had to believe this was a severe punishment. "Yes, sir." She looked sadly at the splotchy man next to her. "I'm so sorry for this, sir."

Still grinning, the old Doctor nodded. "I appreciate that young lady. Don't you worry none. I have had a few of those when I was kid and I survived." He then turned his head back to the the darling young woman's rear, now eager to see the next strike.

Thwack!

This time Sally's reaction was more appropriate. She gritted her teeth and moaned softly. Shifting her gaze to Miss Holtz she knew her classes in P. E. were going to be a lot different from now on. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I should have been a better student."

"Yes, Miss Yeager." The lady's German accent was becoming more pronounced. "As the Head Girl we should have a; discussion about discipline in the near future."

Thwack!

There was a prickling line right at the bottom of her cheeks now. Sally gave the next man a little sob. "I'm so sorry Mr. Stuart. Please forgive me!"

"You know you deserve this Sally," the stern man said gruffly. "Take your medicine and I'll be satisfied."

Thwack!

The next in line was Mr. Poole. She saw the old letch with a hand below the table. How was she to handle him? Then an image of Beth eating the sandwich came to mind. Ah yes! She began to pout as she let herself shake her hips a bit. "It huuuurts, sir! My bottom! It's so hot!"

The balding man looked like he was turning purple. "Fuuuck yesss! You dirty girl." Ziiiip! There was no doubt anymore what was happening out of everyone's line of sight.

Thwack!

The number of lines on her butt were becoming hard to ignore now. Still, the student focused on her Headmaster's assignment. "Thank you Mr. Fredickson for agreeing to this." She gave him a private little smile. "You can be sure this will be best for the school."

"The school?" The cloth in his hand was getting quite damp. "Yes. Yes! The school of course." He swore to immediately drive home and see his wife.