Tawse and Cane

My name is Sarah Thom­son and I run a small estab­lish­ment for girls and boys of a more mature nature, all con­sent­ing adults of course. It is run along the lines of a school and cor­po­ral pun­ish­ment is prac­tised as nec­es­sary on the bare bot­toms of any mem­ber who requires it, my staff mot­to is “We Shall Not Hes­i­tate To Spank The Unruly” and we do so reg­u­lar­ly. Up until now I have been an avid advo­cate of the cane and good old fash­ioned hand spank­ings on the bare bot­tom with the offend­er over my knee or over the knee of one of my very able staff who con­sist of Miss Grant, Behav­iour­al Sci­ence, Miss Ander­son, Lan­guage and Mrs. Smythe our Matron. Recent­ly Miss Ander­son had to leave, we were all very sor­ry to see her go as she was one of our best dis­ci­pli­nar­i­ans, and I had to get a replace­ment. The replace­ment was Miss Sven­son from Scan­di­navia who had been work­ing recent­ly in Scot­land who had very good ideas about dis­ci­pline and fit­ted into Miss Ander­son­ís role as lan­guage mis­tress very well. It was Miss Sven­son who influ­enced me to add anoth­er imple­ment to our meth­ods of pun­ish­ment as I am about to relate to you.

Miss Elsa Sven­son came to me with great ref­er­ences from Glas­gow and as is usu­al when a new mis­tress joins my group I arranged a demon­stra­tion pun­ish­ment of one of our more unruly boys. For this pur­pose I chose Tom­my, a boy who was con­stant­ly in my study for mis­be­hav­iour, shod­dy work and down­right unruli­ness. He came to my study and was stand­ing fac­ing myself and Miss Sven­son, look­ing arro­gant and defi­ant. I thought to myself he would­nít look like that for long once I had fin­ished with him and told him so. After I intro­duced Miss Sven­son as the new lan­guage mis­tress I informed him that he was to be pun­ished in her pres­ence as a way of intro­duc­ing her to our meth­ods. I then told him to remove his jack­et and trousers and pre­pare for the pun­ish­ment. This meant bring­ing over a high backed chair to the mid­dle of the room for me to sit on and await my instruc­tion which he duly did only now the arro­gance was gone from his face. I sat on the chair and ordered Tom­my to low­er his under­pants. He knew to obey me instant­ly or his pun­ish­ment would be increased and accord­ing­ly if some­what reluc­tant­ly he low­ered his under­pants to his ankles expos­ing his man­hood to both myself and Miss Sven­son. I placed him across my knee and pushed his shirt up reveal­ing his bare bot­tom which I com­menced to spank rhyth­mi­cal­ly cov­er­ing every inch of the bare flesh. After a good warm up spank­ing with my hand I ordered him to stand up and I went over to my cane cup­board. I select­ed a long whip­py cane from the cup­board and swished it through the air a cou­ple of times then while flex­ing it between my hands I told Tom­my to bend over the back of the chair. I then stood behind Tom­my, tap­ping his but­tocks with the cane and said to Miss Sven­son, ìI am going to admin­is­ter 6 strokes of the cane to this naughty boyís bot­tomî and with that I raised the cane high and brought it singing down through the air to land with a resound­ing SWHACK! across his bare bot­tom bring­ing a loud yelp from the naughty boy, 6 times I aimed the cane across his but­tocks and soon he was yelp­ing and writhing across the back of the chair. ìBravo!î cried Miss Sven­son, as I land­ed the last stroke. I hand­ed Miss Sven­son the cane and invit­ed her to give Tom­my anoth­er 6 of the best as I would like to see her in action. ìVery goodî she said and took the cane from me, flex­ing it between her hands then she pro­ceed­ed to lay anoth­er 6 loud SWHACKS across Tom­myís quiv­er­ing bot­tom and the poor boy was now beg­ging for mer­cy, but he knew as well as I did that his pun­ish­ment was not over yet.

I told him to get up and as he did so I returned the cane to the cup­board and told him I was going to put him across my knee again for anoth­er spank­ing, gone was the arro­gance and defi­ance he dis­played before as I turned the chair around and sat down, just as I was about to put him across my knee Miss Sven­son said, ìPlease wait,î I looked at her in sur­prise but she went on, ìbe­fore you spank him, may I demon­strate a fur­ther pun­ish­ment that I have used to great effect in Scotland?î Bemused I agreed, I want­ed to see what pun­ish­ment Miss Sven­son had in mind. To Tom­my I said, ìWell my lad, it looks like you are to receive an extra pun­ish­ment today,î and to Miss Sven­son I said, ìPlease go ahead, I would like to see your method of punishment.î Miss Sven­son rose and strode over to her bag and pro­duced a long strip of leather about 3 inch­es wide, an inch thick and about 16 inch­es long with a han­dle at one end and three thongs at the other.

ìThis is my Scot­tish Tawseî she announced, ìyou can see it is flex­i­ble like your caneî she flexed it between her hands to demon­strate this, ìand also like your cane it is very swishy.î Again to demon­strate she swung it through the air a few times and it did indeed make a sat­is­fy­ing sound. She then asked for Tom­my to bend over the chair again so I got up and turned it around for him to do so. She placed the tawse across his bare bot­tom and then said, ìAs you can now see, unlike your cane, it cov­ers more of an area of the bot­tom and pun­ish­es bet­ter than the cane, you can also hear the sound of it against the flesh is much more satisfying.î And with that she raised it up and swung it down across the bare cheeks pro­duc­ing a loud ìSHWACK!î and a long gasp from Tom­my. I must admit it was pret­ty impres­sive. ì12 strokes, I nor­mal­ly give a naughty boy on the bare bot­tom as a stan­dard pun­ish­men­tî said Miss Sven­son, ìbut as he has already been pun­ished by your cane and hand I will suf­fice with 6 on this occasion.î I nod­ded my agree­ment and a fur­ther 5 times the tawse swung down on the sor­ry boyís bare bot­tom pro­duc­ing loud THWACKS as it crashed against the bare but­tocks with more gasps of pain from Tom­my and rais­ing a love­ly red glow on the cheeks of his but­tocks. When she was fin­ished, Miss Sven­son said that I should now con­tin­ue with the spank­ing I had intend­ed before. How­ev­er I had oth­er ideas, I need­ed to see and feel the tawse and asked Miss Sven­son if I could. She hand­ed it to me and I heft­ed it in my hand, it felt good. It seemed light and easy to swing and I wast­ed no time, I gave Tom­myís bot­tom anoth­er quick 4 whacks and it real­ly made him yelp and squirm. The swish­ing sound it made and the love­ly crack of pol­ished leather against the bare flesh of Tom­myís bot­tom was real­ly sat­is­fy­ing and I was now sold on the tawse. So much so that I asked Miss Sven­son if she could sup­ply some for me and my oth­er mis­tress­es for future use in my estab­lish­ment. She said she would be hap­py to sup­ply them and also to arrange a demon­stra­tion of the tawse for my oth­er mis­tress­es which she did, again with Tom­my, and after see­ing her in action, all my staff became fans of the tawse just like I had. And that was how the main imple­ment of pun­ish­ment in my estab­lish­ment became the tawse, as well of course as the cane.

In the mean­time of course, Tom­my still had a spank­ing to come but instead of tak­ing him across my knee, I asked Miss Sven­son to do the hon­ours to which she glad­ly agreed. Miss Sven­son sat in the chair and crossed her legs and tak­ing Tom­my across her knee she admin­is­tered the best bare bot­tom spank­ing I have wit­nessed in a long time, she is cer­tain­ly going to fit in well, all in all Miss Sven­son was an excel­lent addi­tion to my staff.

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