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As Emma approached her front door she decided that things really couldn't get any worse. Not only had she just split up with Steven, her boyfriend of two whole months, the two of them had been seen in a compromising position by a teacher at school and reported. Emma had been sent home in disgrace and now had to face her parents; compared to the ordeal of the last 24 hours, this part would be a doddle. As expected, Emma's mum and dad were waiting for her, looking suitably solemn.

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They began their lecture with a diatribe against Steven and Emma tried not to let her deep sense of irony at the reprimand show. The truth was that Emma had discovered, belatedly, that everything her parents had told her about Steven had been true. He had only been after her virginity, he hadn't ever really loved her. He'd admitted as much to her after last night's disastrous date. Last night!

Her mind shut out her parents' droning and she drooped miserably as she recalled the terrible events. Her parents would never allow her out on school evenings - especially since Steven came along - so, naturally, she regularly slipped out in the evening and got a friend to cover. Last night was no exception. While her parents thought she was studying life in Europe during Boarding school spanking stories Great War with Melanie, she was in fact engaged in heavy petting with Steven in a car parked by the pond in Hampstead.

Emma shivered as she recalled the events. As on so many occasions, Steven had been trying to get Emma to go "all the way" and, as on every such occasion, Emma had rebutted him. It was not easy either - what with two of his fingers buried deliciously inside her and his mouth nibbling at her ear lobes - but she had firmly said no.

That was the point at which Steven had suddenly turned nasty, calling her a tease and a slut. He'd suddenly tried to roll himself on top of her and Emma had found herself pinned down by the combination of his weight and her awkward position. It was Mr Jenkins, the passing PE teacher who had recognised the car and peeped in to see what he thought was consensual if under-age sex, who had unwittingly saved Emma from rape.

Not that she could tell the head or her parents any of this, of course. Apart from the fact that she should not have been out, confessing that her "wonderful" boyfriend had tried to force her to have sex with him would have confirmed all the very worst nightmares of her mother and she would probably never have let her out again. All this went racing through her mind as her father spoke sternly to her. When he asked about the incident by the pond, she gave her father the same response she had her headteacher: they were "fooling around", but had not made love.

Emma felt so stupid. How could she have fallen for Steven's transparent charm? She allowed her father's harsh words to soak into her, trying to stem the shame she was feeling by accepting her lecture with good grace. Suddenly, when her father fired another question at her, Emma realised she had no idea what he was talking about.

The one I have in mind, the Katherine Parr school, is well practised in dealing with poor behaviour and motivation. In fact I may as well tell you now, they use corporal punishment in the school. Such a statement would, a day or two ago, have evoked absolute outrage in Emma - yet now it simply meant being able to Boarding school spanking stories away from Steven and all her friends who would be laughing at her when they found out about what had happened.

No, boarding school seemed quite attractive at that moment. And as for corporal punishment! Everyone knew that almost all English schools had stopped using any form of physical punishment for fear of the law - if this Katherine Whatsist's was an exception, then the punishments administered could hardly be very unpleasant. Emma was feeling sorry for herself again now and asked her mum, "Is that it? Can I go now? Your behaviour has been abysmal recently - at home and at school - and your work not much better. Too much time spent on boys!

Emma waited for the sentence. Emma's father looked uneasy and then spoke quickly. Well I think that if I am prepared to send you to a school where corporal punishment is the norm Do you want it here and now, or at bed time?

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This was not anything Emma had considered - ever! However, again her lethargic depression took over and she found herself staring at the floor and saying, "Now! You may be fifteen years old, but that isn't going to stop me giving you the bare-bottom spanking I should have given you years ago. Now - do as you're told!!! You can't spank my bare bottom - I'm too old!! Emma stood before her Boarding school spanking stories now with her pussy covered only by a skimpy pair of red panties.

Her father's hands reached out to grasp the waistband of her final protection firmly and then, with a tug, Emma's knickers were around her ankles, her young sex bared to her father and mother, and her face an even deeper shade of red than before.

Her mother seeing her naked was, of course, not that unusual. But her father had not seen her flowering body since she was eight or nine. She was acutely aware of what he was seeing - her delicate triangle of wispy hair which crowned her juvenile, but not unexperienced, pussy. She felt the blood pumping round her face as a vision came unbidden to her mind; she saw herself lying on her bed with her thighs spread wide and her fingers rubbing and stroking her enlarged clitoris as her father stood at the foot of the bed, watching silently.

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As the image sharpened in focus, Emma felt a warmth and a dampness between her legs and her feelings of shame trebled instantly. She was almost pleased to hear the next command. Although she'd never heard the phrase uttered by her parents it seemed, somehow, a very familiar entreaty to her and Emma at once moved round to her father's right and leant down over his thighs. Her unfamiliar position felt firm and comforting in contrast to what she knew was to come as she laid her own naked skin over his cotton covered legs.

I do hope it teaches you a lesson! With that, he lifted his hand high in the air and then, after what seemed like an eternity, he finally brought it down smartly across Emma's pale, tensed cheeks.

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The heat Emma had been guiltily experiencing between her legs was banished at once by the sharp sting of her father's big hand on her pale cheeks. She opened her mouth to scream, but for a few moments nothing came out. The only substantial sound was of four rapid slaps landing on her bared bottom - two on each side. Only once they had been delivered, and Emma's father had paused, did the wail trapped in her throat find its release. At the yowl of agony, Mr Denning found his tentative conversion to this alien form of parental discipline solidifying somewhat and he continued the chastisement with redoubled force.

Daddy, it hurts Please, daddy, noooooooo! Ignoring, as far as he was able, his daughter's pleas for clemency, Emma's father went right on spanking her bare Boarding school spanking stories hard with his hand until he reached sixteen.

Then, Emma's sobs failing to his own surprise and slight uneasiness to move him one jot, he paused. Mr Denning looked across at his wife who was smiling broadly. Perhaps she really had been right all this time, he mused, and his daughter had really only wanted for a firm hand. Well, if this was the response a good spanking brought, he would stick with it. Do you understand me?

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Emma, during this last Boarding school spanking stories, had begun to cry. She had always thought of those of her friends whose parents spanked them as better off than those who, like herself, were grounded or punished in other non-physical ways. She was now becoming, very quickly, much less certain. And then to think that this was not to be a one-off! That her daddy was threatening now to put her over his knee again and again Yes, d.

He toyed for a moment with the idea of demanding that Emma submit to several further spankings before the following Monday when he would drive her to Katherine Parr's, to help to offset the trouble that she had caused his wife and himself over those years. One thing at a time, though. And he knew that in any case, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that the time would nonetheless come again when he would have cause to administer a bare-bottom spanking to young Emma.

It would have to wait. Then he lifted his hand again and Mr Denning left his sobbing daughter in place for a minute or two before requiring her to stand. He took her by the hand and led her, still naked from the waist down, to the corner of the room and left her there - facing the corner.

And with that, Mr Denning and his wife, left the room, their well-spanked offspring consoling herself with further tears in the corner as her still naked bottom radiated warmth.

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