Susan Gets Her Bottom Strapped

More punishment for a “schoolgirl” who is old enough to know better, but doesn’t act like it:

Mrs Carter opened a drawer and took out a thick leather strap. She unwound it slowly and placed it on her desk. Susan stared at it, petrified. It was dark brown, almost black, in colour, and was about two feet long and two inches broad. Despite its thickness — it was about a half an inch thick — it slithered across the desk like a snake. Its business end was split into two tails about 9″ or 10″ long. Susan shivered as she looked at it. She felt her regulation navy blue panties sticking to her bottom.

“Move that stool into the middle of the room,” Mrs Carter ordered the trembling girl. Susan obeyed, wondering as she did so how many other girls had bent over that stool through the years.

“Now remove your blazer and skirt, and bend over the stool!”

Susan turned one last pleading look to the headmistress and then took off her blazer and placed it on the desk. She slipped off her shoes before removing her skirt and stood still for a few seconds before stooping over the stool. It was so deeply humiliating to have to bend over in her navy blue school panties and white knee-length socks.

“Twelve strokes, girl!” said Mrs Carter grimly.

Susan gulped. She hadn’t expected anything like so many. Gail had only got six strokes and anything more than eight was quite rare. But Mrs Carter intended to make an example of her. Susan wanted to protest but she felt that if she opened her mouth she would be sick.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Mrs Carter raise the strap. She screwed her eyes closed and gripped the crossbar of the stool tightly. The strap slashed down, its two tails separating as it fell, to cover nearly the whole of Susan’s blue-pantied bottom.


The force of the blow almost unbalanced Susan. Then the pain hit her. It hurt horribly. Gail had been right. That one stroke hurt as much as her entire slippering of the day before. And she still had eleven to come! She would never be able to take it. She felt tears come to her eyes.

As she raised the strap again Mrs Carter noted that areas of the girl’s bottom-flesh unprotected by her school panties were already beginning to redden.


This time Susan let her feelings go and squealed loudly with pain. Her legs kicked out and she desperately tried to think of anything other than the unbelievable pain in her nether regions. Mrs Carter smiled faintly and raised the strap.


The strap splatted across Susan’s blue panties, denting them deeply into her tender flesh. Again Susan yelled. Her knuckles whitened as she gripped the bar even tighter in a vain attempt to ease the pain.


The fourth stroke seemed to hurt even more than the first three. Pain surged through her body. She no longer felt sick; the pain was beyond that. Now it didn’t die down at all after each stroke but continued to burn and pulsate through her. She cried out in deep, panting breaths.


“N-n-n-n-nooooooo!” hissed Susan, shaking her head wildly.

“Stay still, girl!” warned Mrs Carter. Susan’s legs were now moving constantly.


It was too much. Susan howled in pain and lost her grip on the bar. Her hands went to her outraged bottom and she half straightened. She could feel wide swelling weals through the thin cotton of her panties. Mrs Carter waited patiently, flicking the strap against her own legs. When the sobbing girl made no effort to resume her position, Mrs Carter addressed her.

“Come on Susan. Back over the stool. If I have to call Miss Atkinson in to hold you it will mean extra strokes.”

“No! Please!”

“Bend over!” the headmistress ordered inexorably.

From Susan’s Strapping, author unknown.

  1. NoNameSorry commented on March 31st, 2008:

    It’s from the prolific Mike from London. His stories are archived on Laura Werner’s site:

  2. Charles commented on March 31st, 2008:

    From: Mike from London
    Subject: Susan’s Strapping (school story)
    Date: 28 Sep 1994 13:14:40 GMT

  3. SpankBoss commented on April 1st, 2008:

    Thanks for the attribution; as you can see, the file was unattributed where I found it. :(

  4. KittySlave commented on April 2nd, 2008:

    Maybe I’m warped, but I would really love to be Susan for a day! That was a hot story.

  5. ian Warrick commented on June 2nd, 2018:

    I think this girl needs a good caning to really teach her. A good dose from the gym mistress should make her bare bottom smart

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