I woke up the next morning remembering the previous night and thinking how lucky I had been in selecting my staff. All had joined in the 'entertainment' yesterday evening with enthusiasm. I was ready to test the metal of my staff as we worked on preparing the school to accept pupils. There was a lot to do as we had empty rooms and no equipment - all of that must be ordered over the next few months.

We met at breakfast and everybody was laughing over the previous evening. It was unanimously agreed that the same procedure should be followed for the rest of the weekend. The staff would work on their educational programs but a forfeit would be paid by anyone who made a significant slip during the day. One mistake was six strokes of the cane; two mistakes six times two and so on. The staff were put on their honour to mention any slips at dinner time. The caning would be in the cellar after dinner. Mrs. Slater was keen to get involved as long as her daughter could be supervised and Mrs. Green offered to look after the girl tonight. Once the school was running there would be no problem as there would be maids who would be happy to visit her and a school nurse available as well. Breakfast finished and we all dispersed to our respective duties. Joyce Slater and Mrs. Green joined me in the office and I decided to show them my initial assessment of all the staff to help me pinpoint strengths and weaknesses. Julie Frenson also joined us and she took the seat I offered.

"Well Julie, what do you think. Have we got the right staff to start the school?"

"Yes I am sure we have. I have been talking to them individually this morning and they are all enthusiastic. I think what really brought them on board was that you allowed yourself to be caned as well as them. It is not something that I recommend in public again but they will not forget seeing you naked and with a sore bum. In private who knows what will happen!"

"Good. Now we have to get the pupils and the trustees. For the former as you will have seen by the pile of letters on my desk there has been an excellent response to my advertisement but we need to weed out the time wasters. You know the main families we want to attract so I suggest that you and Joyce Slater go through these ,send 'sorry' replies to those we do not want, and then from the rest select those which are from families we need to interview. Meanwhile you Fiona and Marie can visit your friends to find some pupils from those families. Whether you go together or each visit different families I leave to you but work out your story so that everybody hears the same one. You know better than I do the way the grapevine works. As Deputy Director you will have more authority. As for the Trustees again it is down to your personal contacts."

She went off with Joyce Slater, and Mrs. Green went back to her duties, so I was left on my own. The rest of the day passed peacefully enough and I could see as I walked around that everybody was very busy so I tried not to disturb them. The next time we all met together was at dinner and again it was an enjoyable affair. We then repaired to the staff room and I said:

"Now has anybody any mistakes to report?"

"I have", said Angela Greenslade," I am afraid that I spilt ink on the new table and I also smashed a vase in my classroom."

"That means twelve strokes. Next."

Now Fiona Bradshaw spoke up, "I ruined some books, which unfortunately slipped into the sink in my room while it was filled with water. I don't know whether you count all the books as six strokes or three books as eighteen strokes."

"I will have to think about that. What do you others think? Hands up those who say six strokes."

"Four hands, and for eighteen strokes. Nobody, so six it is. Are there any more?"

Joyce Slater piped up, "I had to type out your list of possible pupils three times. I think that must mean twelve strokes for me."

"Well Joyce you seem to be the last today so shall we retire to the cellar and begin. By the way at our next meeting I shall want YOU staff to do the spanking. You will be able to choose your own instrument but the punishment must be genuine"

We walked down into the cellar and again as I unlocked the door and switched on the light I vowed that tonight would again be spanking - sex could wait. "Sit down everybody. Is there any special order that you wish to go in? If not then I suggest that the order you spoke in is as good as any.That means you first Angela. Clothes off please."

This was the first time that I had seen her strip and it was enough to stimulate a saint. She was wearing a long dress, which she slowly unbuttoned slid off her shoulders and stepped out of leaving her with underclothes which could hardly be called decent. They were so fine and flimsy that they covered next to nothing. She reached behind and unclipped her bra before shrugging out of it and then as she bent down to unfasten her suspenders before rolling her stockings down the tautness in her calves made the dimpled buttocks stand out superbly. When she turned towards me as she slid her panties down I could hardly contain myself as the thick black pubic bush sprouted through her fingers. Finally she was ready and bent over the flogging bench. I went to the wall and unhooked the same cane as I had used the day before. She rested there waiting for the caning to begin and I gently tapped the cane once or twice before resting it on her buttocks I lifted it took aim and CRACK ! ! ! it landed leaving a livid line across the buttocks. She didn't move as I raised it again and CRACK ! ! ! hit a spot half an inch above the first raising a second line across the buttocks. CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! the next four landed in quick succession but the only reaction was a hiss of breath and a shrugging of the shoulders.

I went over and stroked the bottom massaging it as I spoke to her. "Halfway they're now Angela. The last six just coming up."

I lined her up and CRACK ! ! ! The weals quickly puffed upwards and outwards as again I delivered the next three in quick succession CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! I thought that now I was beginning to get to her as she seemed to flinch. I decided to make the last two extra specials as I need to see what my staff could stand so taking one pace forward I cracked in the last two right on top of the previously heavily bruised area causing her to cry out. I looked carefully at her bottom, which was now a mass of lines criss crossing and lifting as the white changed through red to purple.

"Well done Angela you took that with grace."

"Thank you Sir, I can promise you it was a searching caning."

The others went to her and we had learnt from last night to be sure to have soothing lotion to hand. She lay on her stomach as one of her colleagues poured it on and massaged it in.

"Your turn now Fiona I think?"

This was an interesting one for me as I had not had time to test her at interview so it would be a chance to see her stamina.

Fiona walked forward and started to undress. She also had a long dress and lacy undergarments and it was only as she removed her knickers that I saw that she had no pubic hair. This was extremely erotic and made her seem even younger. I assumed that she shaved it off and I would certainly have to investigate further when I had the chance but now was time for a caning.

I lined up the cane and brought it down with a powerful action onto the juicy target offered. I intended that the next stroke should land about one inch above the first and then fill in the space with the other four strokes. I was going to build up the strength of my strokes with her so that the final one would be a zinger. CRACK ! ! ! the second stroke landed exactly where I intended and I now delivered the next three in quick succession as infill CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! before finally talking my time and marking my place carefully I brought the cane down to cross the rest of the strokes CRACK ! ! ! her breath whistled through her teeth but there was no further reaction and I told them to unfasten her.

"Congratulations on joining the club. I think that we must design a badge for us all."

When she had been appointed I had hand-spanked Joyce Slater and I remembered that then she had said that her father used to give her six to ten strokes of the cane on a regular basis. It would be interesting to see how she lasted this time. Clearly she was happy to accept it as she had volunteered the number of mistakes she had made. I told her to prepare herself and she stood up. She was not dressed as flamboyantly as the teachers but unhooked her skirt and stepped out of it before removing her blouse. Her brassiere was certainly well filled and when she removed it the breasts were shown to be firm with the dark brown aureoles of a childbearing woman and her nipples showed she was aroused. She was wearing white cotton panties, which she slipped off so that she stood naked in front of us. Her pubic hair was mousy coloured and quite sparse but the lips of her vagina were full and showed that she had had a child. I pointed to the bench and she went towards it bending over ready for the cane.

I moved forward and rested the cane across her buttocks. I saw them tense as she waited for the first stroke. CRACK ! ! ! I let fly a rifle shot of a stroke, which sunk into her firm buttocks - the first was designed to show what would follow - but it drew no reaction. CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! I The next three strokes were hard and fast ranging from the bottom of her buttocks to the top. The lines had soon changed to red and gave me the perfect target and I knew that all the rest would be placed between these. CRACK ! ! ! I The sixth stroke was a searing one, which made her struggle to rise, and she gave a small gasp as she reacted to the pain.

I stopped here for a moment and went behind her to massage the area, which was now a fiery red with the punishment it had received. I did not offer to stop however as I knew that she would be too proud to agree.

Having rubbed the area I now went back to my position to lay on the final six. CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! I kept the first three to a regular rhythm and tempo before increasing the power for the final three strokes. It was important for me to establish right from the start that the staff was ready to join in all the activities including being caned. CRACK ! ! ! CRACK ! ! ! The next two whistled into the area, which was already scored and ridged before I set myself for the final stroke. Again I decided that not only would this be the real stinger but it I would also cross the other weals to inflict more pain. I raised the cane and taking a pace forward brought it down diagonally across the buttocks. Joyce almost pulled away with the pain but only a low moan escaped her lips.

"That was well taken Joyce. You are clearly one of us and I congratulate you on your fortitude. The other ladies will now help you and see you back to your flat."

I put the cane down and told the ladies that the entertainment for the evening was now finished. They crowded round Joyce adding their own congratulations to mine and soon had the soothing lotion covering her abused buttocks.

Again on returning to my own quarters I felt very pleased with the way that things were going. I now had to depend on the advertisement, and Julie, Fiona and Marie to fill the school with suitable pupils. Tomorrow would show if we had any backsliders among the staff. Up to now everybody had seemed to enjoy the evenings and, as I went through the staff list in my mind, I found that only Lavinia, Julie, Marie and Mrs. Green had not been punished. I thought that it would be Julie, Marie and Lavinia's turn tomorrow while I would deal with Mrs.Green myself in private.