Megan's Terrible Day

[zae]

"Ah, go right on in." the secretary said, buzzing Mr. Thresher.

"She's here."

Of course, all thanks to the marvel of the computer database.

He was waiting, standing up with the thick senior cane in his hands.

"So, come on in - close the door behind you. And tell me if there is any reason why you should not be punished for the three-in-a-day rule."

[Izumi]

"well I did do my homework but forgot to bring it, but I should still be punished" Megan said

[zae]

He nodded.

"That is right. Even if what you say is true, it still means you couldn't hand it in on the due date, and it is indeed hard to believe. So..."

He tapped the cane on his desk.

"Lie up here, on your back, and raise your legs up. Then link your arms around your knees. It's going to be six of the best, as well as your choice of one of the following: either I insert something hot in your bottom and use my ruler to turn your crotch red, or I instead put something hot in your crotch and use a switch on your bottom hole.

The choice is yours."

[Izumi]

Megan does as she is told " I just had ginger up my anus so I guess choice two " she said nervously
( friday mass is the thing you're planning later on )

[zae]

"Very well..."

He waited a bit, just tapping the cane against Megan's rump, across the fleshiest part of her bottom. Tap, tap, tap... and then he drew right back, before delivering a hard stroke, the sound of cane against flesh almost like a gunshot. Almost instantly the agonising weal started to form.

And then he waited, letting the pain build up, waiting almost a whole minute in fact... and then he slammed the second one down, right across her sit-spots.

[Izumi]

"ow" Megan shouted keeping in position
( what is the hot thing anyway?)

[zae]

(pepper or a ginger root. I should have specified that, I wouldn't want you worried he'd use hot coals or anything)

"Good to see you holding position, let's try to keep it that way..."

It was another minute of waiting before the third landed, just picking a fairly padded part of her bottom. Again, he waited a minute, and stroke number four landed close to the sit-spots.

It was another minute for number five to hit, again just somewhere fleshy and untouched by the cane. And then finally, the sixth stroke - this one a diagonal across her bottom, crossing over all of the other strokes.

[Izumi]

Megan began to cry "may I rub?"

[zae]

He slowly hung the cane back up on the hook, pacing back to look down on her very sore bottom. Considering the request for a moment, he finally nodded, still watching.

"You may."

[Izumi]

" thank you " Megan said and began rubbing her sore bum