The Ashworth Girls


The next is a piece of full fiction.

The characters that inhabit these pages are themselves completely fictional. In case you are not sure what meaning, allow us to make it easier.

They don’t exist, by no means have, and by no means will and any resemblance to any particular person, dwelling or useless, whether or not by title or by description, is solely coincidental and unintentional.

It ought to go with out saying that the author doesn’t condone behaviour corresponding to these exhibited inside these pages and believes that corporal and psychological punishment, as depicted herein, ought to neither be utilized nor suffered at any time by anyone below any circumstances apart from in a world of pure fiction.

The place the time period lady is used, it’s a derogatory label utilized to an grownup lady of eighteen years of age or older.

Everybody inside this work of fiction is over the age of eighteen.

A small apology; I wrestle with tags and classes so if any of it appears odd, then hopefully it turns into a studying alternative.

If you don’t like the place my creativeness has taken me, then it’s your mistake to learn it.

The Ashworth Girls.

For Jane Ashworth, the June day was stunning, with a heat breeze and limitless blue skies; she ought to have been having fun with lunch by the river. She even wore her favorite 50s model summer time costume, with the voluminous stiff petticoat. The bodice gave her a beneficiant cleavage. The sunshine pastel blue matched her eyes, which by no means didn’t brighten her temper or draw admiring glances.

Nonetheless, after receiving a phone name, lunch plans for Jane had been rapidly deserted.

As an alternative, she sat uncomfortably, her face flushed, as Dr James McClure, Headmaster of her daughter’s School, shuffled papers on his desk.

He had met the widowed Mrs Ashworth on a number of events, and he had at all times discovered her partaking, elegant and really supportive of her daughter and the faculty, which was why as we speak was disappointing.

He spoke, his voice heavy with that disappointment. “I cannot beat across the bush and even attempt to sugarcoat this, however Hannah has left me with no choice apart from to expel her instantly.”

He paused for impact earlier than persevering with, “I have to notify the college that her examination outcomes at the moment are void. I can even must withdraw my letter of advice. Undoubtedly, they may take away their provide of the complete scholarship. It’s such a disgrace; she had a lot promise, and I can not assist however be bitterly disillusioned in any case the hassle that I and the faculty had expanded on her behalf, particularly when she went by that tough interval after her Father died.”

Jane swallowed arduous, “Is all that mandatory, Headmaster, as a result of that is her total future on the road? It’ll smash her.”

“I perceive that fully, however dishonest in her finals can’t be tolerated; she solely has herself guilty, Mrs Ashworth. What else do you anticipate me to do?”

Drawing in a breath, Jane lowered her eyes submissively, “Forgive me, Headmaster, however your predecessor, Miss Foster, would have resorted to corporal punishment if solely to protect a younger lady’s life probabilities.”

The Headmaster smiled for the primary time, delighted at Mrs Ashworth’s change of manner and her suggestion, “Ah, sure, the well-known Foster Trash; after all, you perceive that that is 1971, a brand new enlightened age, and that specific choice was eliminated by these weak livered liberals who’ve lately infiltrated the board of Governors.”

Jane’s coronary heart leapt with hope on the Headmaster’s tone, “What if I signed a waiver, a contract if you’ll, you enable her to resit below tight supervision after a radical chastisement?”

“You may signal, however it would not make any distinction. Your daughter is now over eighteen and, within the eyes of the legislation, an grownup, so until she indicators a waiver, it’s not an choice.”

“I imagine, Headmaster, that when I’ve spoken to Hannah, and he or she absolutely realises the ramifications of her actions, she is going to agree, with out reservation.”

“Mrs Ashworth, I’m not unsympathetic, and greater than anybody, I respect how damaging for her future your daughter’s deliberate option to cheat will likely be. I do know your daughter had promise and sufficient expertise to realize her dream of turning into a Vet.

It’s such a disgrace; therefore, I’m ready to supply her one likelihood and one likelihood solely, and as you prompt, it would contain strict corporal punishment.

You’ll each return, along with your choice, to my workplace at 4:30 pm exactly. This can enable me to attract up a waiver, which you and your daughter will signal collectively. I’ll then administer the cane to her bare buttocks. The punishment can even be repeated in ten days. As well as, in two days, she is going to resit her examination below my supervision, and if she passes, then all her outcomes and my letter of advice will stand, her future intact. Nonetheless, perceive Mrs Ashworth, if Hannah refuses, hesitates, or makes an attempt to barter and object in any manner, then our settlement ceases, and you’ll depart instantly with the letter expelling her from St Magdalene’s.”

“I perceive fully, Headmaster, and thanks for the chance. I’m assured Hannah will comply.” With hope and a grim dedication, Jane Ashworth rose, exiting the workplace to gather her daughter.

~~oOo~~

Hannah Ashworth trembled as her Mom led her to the Headmaster’s workplace.

Her backside was uncomfortably sore after her Mom had forcibly bent her over and spanked her backside. She was punctuating each flat-handed slap with a scolding on the implications of being caught with the crib sheet.

She had not realised and even thought-about that her total future would disappear so rapidly over a small sheet of paper.

Now, she was terrified.

Her Mom knocked respectfully on the Headmaster’s workplace.

The door opened, revealing a really serious-faced Matron. She stood apart as the 2 girls entered the examine.

As soon as in, they heard the door shut behind them and the unmistakable and chilling sound of the lock clicking shut.

Hannah had by no means seen Headmaster McClure trying so stern and forbidding earlier than, he was standing within the centre of the room, his arms folded, his good-looking face regarded like stone.

His desk was empty of the same old adornments apart from a single sheet of typed paper and a fountain pen.

He spoke, his tone sounding unhappy, “Hannah Ashworth, you cheated in your last examination, and I’m certain your Mom has defined the ramifications of that deliberate act.

You now have one alternative and one solely.

I selected this time exactly as a result of it’s the day college students can have left. The boarders are all of their homerooms within the South Wing. Due to this fact, there will likely be no likelihood that we are going to be seen or heard.

When you and your Mom each signal that doc, you’ll obtain your first punishment as we speak.

Matron is right here as my witness, and your Mom will stay.

Your punishment will take the type of sixteen strokes of the cane in your bare buttocks, the primary eight delivered instantly.

Then, you’ll obtain an extra eight strokes in ten days. Solely then, and naturally, offering your resat examination has been deemed acceptable, will your examination outcomes be confirmed.

Relaxation assured, I understand how to make use of a cane and make no mistake, it would harm an awesome deal, most likely the worst factor that is ever occurred to you, however then, that’s the complete level. Simply keep in mind, you possibly can endure, and it’ll not kill you.

Have in mind that is your total future on the road.”

Hannah started to cry, which was fairly out of character for her; the sense of impending doom was alien to her. With out studying the doc, she grabbed the pen and signed it.

Her Mom stepped ahead, taking the time to learn the 4 prescriptive paragraphs, sighing closely and signing the doc with a last, unhappy have a look at her daughter.

The Headmaster collected the signed settlement, checking the signatures earlier than folding it fastidiously and pocketing it.

“Hannah, you’ll take away your skirt and underwear, bend over the desk, leaning as far over it as you possibly can, and grasp the sting on the far facet. You’ll preserve place, or the stroke won’t depend and can then be repeated as many instances as mandatory.”

The school’s summer time uniform consisted of a white, cap-sleeve, open neck shirt, knee size, field pleated darkish gray plaid skirt, white socks and flat black court docket footwear.

Along with her coronary heart hammering in her chest, Hannah took a couple of deep breaths and hesitantly started eradicating her skirt.

She was humiliated as she folded it, enjoying for time as she positioned it on a chair. The subsequent half was the toughest; taking her regulation white underwear down was terrifying. After hesitating, biting her backside lip, she pushed them down and off, tossing them on high of her skirt.

Tentatively, she stepped in direction of the desk and assumed the required place, feeling weak and deeply ashamed.

She heard the Headmaster behind her, “Ah, properly warmed up already, I see,” as he seen the crimson color on her cheeks with clear outlines of fingers. “I take it your Mom administered a spanking to impress upon you the seriousness of the state of affairs. Relaxation assured, this can harm way more,” he mentioned as Hannah heard a definite whooshing. He swung the cane once more, “However, nevertheless painful, that is to your future and good.” Hannah stared on the grain of the darkish wooden desk, cringing inside as she felt his hand on the small of her again.

“Lean additional over the desk, toes collectively,” he mentioned as Hannah shuffled to conform.

She felt mortified; every thing was on show, and the Headmaster have to be getting a correct eyeful. Her naked backside was sticking up, leaving nothing to the creativeness.

Hannah felt a light-weight faucet on her decrease cheeks, adopted by a pointy hissing sound because the cane descended, touchdown completely throughout the centre of her buttocks, driving deep into the tender flesh and forcing her ahead, crushing her thighs into the sting of the desk. Her eyes bulged in terror. She cried out in ache and shock. Her senses reeled; by no means may she have imagined such agony.

Her screech reverberated across the room, the sound frantic and determined.

The Headmaster had heard worse as he ready the subsequent strike. He snapped his wrist and thwack. The unforgiving cane towards weak flesh produced one other howl of anguish.

It was all an excessive amount of, and he or she shot up, each palms reaching again to rub her tortured behind.

The order was brief and sharp: “Again down, now! You’ll get that once more.”

“No, please, Sir, it hurts an excessive amount of!”

“As you want, lady, dress and depart, gathering your expulsion letter on the way in which out, and that is an finish to your future!” The Headmaster mentioned as he turned his again.

Realisation dawned on Hannah, “No Sir, please Sir, I did not imply it. I will be a very good lady; look, I’m bending again down.” Her complete physique trembled as she lay again over the desk, her eyes squeezed shut, desperately hoping this nightmare would finish.

“Matron, would you be so variety.” The Headmaster mentioned quietly.

With out acknowledging the request, Matron moved to the tip of the desk, then leaning ahead, she gripped Hannah’s wrists in a vice-like grip, pulling her arms tight.

Hannah’s eyes flew open to see the glowing inexperienced eyes of the Matron. Along with her elfin options, brief ginger hair, and athletic construct, Leslie Stuart was nearer to Hannah’s age than another workers member. Lezi-les, that is what all the women referred to as her, whispering in darkish corners in regards to the lesbian.

Her delicate Scottish accent made every thing she mentioned virtually musical. She smiled, hoping to consolation the distressed younger lady, “Hannah, have a look at me; consider my eyes. You are able to do this. I imagine in you.”

Headmaster McClure nodded his approval in direction of Matron earlier than surveying the weak backside of the slim lady; her beforehand reddened cheeks, now with two furious stripes, have been an open invitation.

“We will begin once more”, he mentioned, bringing the skinny, {smooth} cane upwards in an arc. He watched intently as a line of white hearth bloomed crimson. “One,” he uttered, ignoring the piteous cries of the inclined lady. “Two…” An additional line of molten hearth joined the earlier ones.

Hannah sobbed, wriggling her hips wildly, however this time, she held on, fixated on the smiling inexperienced eyes. They radiated confidence, calmness and one thing else she could not fairly grasp.

The cane snapped harshly, cris-crossing her sore flesh time and again, inflicting her complete physique to shake, tears pooling on the desk.

Nonetheless, she held on, grimly decided, however every expertly delivered strike was profoundly agonising. The ache went so deep, like burning traces of acid.

The cane was worse than something she had ever skilled, and simply when she thought it could not worsen, the cane lashed down, slicing low into the crease close to the highest of her thighs.

Tears flooded her eyes as an agonising, intense ache erupted. Redraw, burning warmth raging fiercely with liquid hearth scorching her flesh.

Her throat was uncooked with screaming out her ache and humiliation.

It took a while for Hannah to grasp the blows had ceased, and he or she felt Matron’s cool hand stroking her cheek, “It is throughout, Hannah, and you’ve got accomplished so properly, my courageous lady.”

Hannah sniffed loudly, her physique aching and sore. She struggled to push herself off the desk. Her legs have been wobbly, and her respiratory ragged.

“Hannah, go together with Matron to the infirmary. She is going to look after you and assist with the ache and soreness.” The Headmaster instructed, and with out one other sound, the 2 younger girls exited the examine, one supporting the opposite as the opposite hobbled her manner out.

~~oOo~~

Jane Ashworth had remained emotionless, observing quietly and intently all through the disciplining of her solely daughter.

She had rationalised that the extent of inflicted ache, which Hannah was not ready for or had any earlier expertise with, was a mandatory evil to make sure her future. She hoped it could even be helpful in eradicating among the boundaries Hannah had erected since her father died.

Nonetheless, Jane was very totally different; she had a wealth of expertise in receiving the cane, the strap and spankings of each variety.

In her youth, she attended St Magdalene’s and had been subjected to a lot of Miss Foster’s well-known thrashings. She had grown to wish a agency hand and an expertly delivered cane.

Luckily, she married a loving however strict disciplinarian.

She noticed the convenience and experience with which Dr McClure dealt with the cane. She additionally famous that he was sporting a big and spectacular bulge in his trousers.

Every strike of the cane introduced a profound longing as much as the floor. She missed her husband, his self-discipline and missed his loving embrace.

She watched her daughter exit the examine, her bottom an ideal ladder of indignant welts.

“I’m sorry you needed to witness that, Mrs Ashworth, however hopefully Hannah can have realised I solely want to give her again a future.” Dr McClure mentioned.

Jane turned again in direction of the Headmaster, not wanting to interact in dialog. Within the silence of her not answering, they discovered themselves merely gazing one another from their respective positions within the room.

Jane was absolutely conscious he was intentionally holding eye contact. She felt a necessity, a sort of effervescent breathlessness, and a tingling pleasure rising by her legs to her buttocks. She drew a deep breath as a sort of pins and needles pleasure unfold by her physique.

She broke the stare to run a finger up her bodice to the primary button of her summer time costume.

She raised her eyes once more. The Headmaster was watching, considering her subsequent transfer. His eyes have been curious and attentive, with simply the beginning of a half-smile enjoying on his lips.

“Headmaster, I imagine it is best to use your appreciable talent with the cane on one other Ashworth’s backside,” she mentioned as she deftly flicked open the primary button on her bodice. “Self-discipline has been absent from my life since my beloved Phillip died, and I missed it so very a lot.”

There was a catch to her voice, however she continued as her fingers flicked the second button open. “Witnessing your talent and apparent enthusiasm in wielding the cane, I’d be honoured if you happen to would oblige.” The third and last button got here undone, permitting the shoulder straps to fall down her arms.

Dr McClure took a deep breath in. He had hoped however not anticipated that Jane Ashworth’s specific tastes could come to the fore. He knew her maiden title and after studying his predecessors punishment data was properly conscious of what number of instances Mrs Foster had caned her.

He smiled warmly, nodding his head as soon as, “The honour can be mine, Mrs Ashworth, and I believe maybe deserving of the senior cane.”

Jane smiled demurely, “Thanks, Headmaster, it has been far too lengthy.” She mentioned, after which she shimmied her hips, her summer time costume falling downward. She stepped out of the pool of material earlier than gathering it up and folding it fastidiously.

James McClure was entranced; he had at all times admired Jane Ashworth, and right here she was, in his examine, half-naked with a determine most forty-year-olds may solely dream of. She stood in her delicate pink lingerie, with seamed stockings and suspenders.

He could not think about a extra good sight and even famous how her French-cut knickers sat on her suspenders.

He wrestled his eyes away, transferring to the tall cabinet partially hidden behind an extended curtain. The cabinet contained his outside put on, umbrellas, and different issues. It additionally had an extended, slim leather-based case, which he eliminated.

Opening the case, he chosen his favorite implement.

The senior cane is superbly crafted from Dragon Cane. A cane that’s far superior to another. It was a straight, ultra-smooth size, and the highest was wrapped with a crimson hemp wire to offer a slip-proof hand grip. From the hand grip, it prolonged to a yard lengthy, progressively tapering from one inch thick to lower than half an inch at its tip.

He picked up a material and, with practised ease, polished the size of the cane, guaranteeing it had not acquired any nicks or burrs.

Happy, he turned in direction of the proper imaginative and prescient that was Mrs Jane Ashworth.

She smiled approvingly, “I do slightly imagine a dozen can be most helpful, Headmaster.”

Dr McClure smiled knowingly, “A dozen on the naked it’s, assume the place.”

The final was mentioned to realize some management, however in actuality, Jane Ashworth was in management.

He watched, fascinated, as with a deliberate roll of her hips, in a single movement, she turned, bending as she gathered the waistband of her knickers and pushed down.

The fragile cloth fell, revealing her superb backside, framed completely with suspenders and stocking tops.

She stepped delicately out of her knickers, then took the 2 steps mandatory to put throughout the desk. She wriggled her hips, maintaining her ankles collectively.

Dr McClure moved behind his goal, and he could not assist however admire how deeply female she was. She had a slim waist and comely thighs lined in darkish nylon, highlighting the proper pear-shaped cheeks. Her backside introduced so properly, thrust up, taunting him to ship the cane with vigour and talent to quell their impudence.

It was undoubtedly an ideal goal, a backside made for a radical thrashing and deserving of his finest work.

Over time, he had discovered to be totally centered, refusing to let the plain distractions of the feminine kind deflect him from his process. He loved what he did and took nice pleasure in it. He raised his arm, delivering the primary vicious stripe of liquid hearth that hissed and burned throughout Jane’s good creamy pores and skin.

The flesh compressed to a bone white earlier than springing again to show crimson, then blue.

Jane grunted, clenching her fists, her hips rocked backward and forward, a motion that despatched her backside jiggling. “One, thanks, Sir. Might I please have one other?” Her voice sang out stable and unwavering.

James McClure grinned with delight, his arm whipped down once more. The sound reverberated across the room as Jane’s backside quivered.