The Spanking Misadventures of Flora Shellsteps

It was the morning of a sunny Wednesday. 17-Year-Old Flora Shellsteps was off on her way to her high school on the Town of Hillsky.

Flora was a tall, skinny girl with swarthy long hair and deep blue eyes. She was definitely pretty, beautiful even. But her arrogance with those who weren't her friends caused one or another problem throughout her life, namely quite a pack of people who weren't fond of her nosing into other people's business. Not that she cared.

She arrived at school like always (meaning 40 minutes late) and took a seat by her group of friends, Sarah, Jill, Sophie, Luke, and her boyfriend, Gary. Pretty much her everyday group.

Mrs. Woodblade, the teacher, gave her a paper to work on, and another one as punishment for being late, as she took a note. Not that it mattered, it was pretty much everyday occurrence for Flora to get those punishment-works, but she could notice that a few people in the class were staring at her, quietly.

"So, we close our class now. Remember to study for today afternoon's grand test, it will have double weight due to government demands." Mrs. Woodblade said.

"Wait, what test?" Flora said, just realizing she was at school.

"That's what happens when you're late, Ms. Shellsteps. But fine. As for with the 12th grade, the government demands that we give an entrance exam simulation as part of the curriculum to prepare you for university." The teacher replied.

Flora did not respond. So TODAY was the great test? She wasn't prepared and she hadn't been aware. Now she slightly wished not having skipped class this much.

"Hey, girl, you good?" Gary asked Flora, but the girl did not reply. Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind. Dashing off like a lightning, she ran through the massive school's grounds, not realizing she got the attention of a teacher, to the sewer roads. The teacher silently followed her.

She had her ways of knowing that this place was where the school contained some documents. "I do guess that hacker club my parents signed me into won't be that useless now..." She thought loud, picking a lockpick kit and opening the door of the document locker…

"STOP RIGHT THERE!" The teacher, Mr. Sunlord, said then. Jumping a whole meter, she turned around. "RATS!" She thought.

"What on the name of God are you doing trying to break into the school's document lockers?" The teacher asked. He was not known for being merciful or kind. Flora began to sweat, quickly replying. "Uh, I think my paper planes were taken…" she said. But the teacher looked at her with such an intimidating face that broke her defense, and she didn't say any further.

"You wanted the test results, didn't you?" Mr. Sunlord asked. "Did you really not see me at the class earlier today?"

"Y-You were there?" The girl asked sheepishly.

"Yes." The teacher replied.

It was now lunch break. Well, for the other students. Flora was being kept in the principal's room, Mr. Tallroad.

"So yeah, that's how I caught her." Mr. Sunlord said coldly.

"Thank you, sir. Could you please leave us alone?" Mr. Tallroad asked, to which the other adult nodded and left the room.

The principal sighed. "Flora, I'm sick of you being brought here every week. You have long earned this. Bend over my couch."

Flora had heard stories of the terrible spankings administered by the high staff, but had never gotten one herself. Sure, she did get one or another spanking or paddling, over her skirt, in the class after school, but never this.

"SIR, PLEASE-" The despair in her face was otherworldly, but Mr. Tallroad didn't buy.

"Now." He replied. Flora was already dodging an expulsion for a while, so as much as she began to tear up in fear, she complied.

Immediately as she bent over the couch, her skinny legs trembling, the principal quickly pinned her there, flipped her skirt up and pulled her white cotton panties down to her feet, then off began to sob loudly, deeply humiliated, but didn't reply with actual words.

Mr. Tallroad grabbed a "senior cane." Letting it rest on Flora's bare rump for a second, he then lifted it and brought it down with extreme professionality.

THWACK!

"OW!" The girl let out a heavy yelp, as a slight but noticeable red stripe was coloring her bottom.

Without hesitating, Mr. Tallroad then lifted his cane again, before striking her down in her bared sit-spots thrice in a row.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

Tears dotted Flora's lashes as she struggled to stay still, a welt now raised in her sitspots area. She didn't want to squirm or cry to not draw the attention of the remaining students… she knew her reputation with them wasn't the best.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"OW! OWOHHOW! AW!" The teenager's defense then broke, as six scattered-around hits were delivered on her bottom, causing her to squirm around, clenching her buttcheeks and yelling. Right afterwards, laughing could be heard from beside the door, which had a large window that, albeit closed and blurred out, had almost 1cm large edges which gave a complete sight of the scene inside. A few phrases could be discerned, such as "Look at her ass! Hahaha!" and "Wow, it must hurt! Hah!" or "Hey, we can see between your legs!", but the principal didn't seem to care, even to the last one.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

(The remaining yelps and screams that Flora let out were removed due to file size purpose)

In fast pace, but still slow enough to maximize the power of each spank by itself, the remaining strokes fell on Flora's bare bottom, (mostly) her sitspots, and back of her upper legs. There were now visibly-raised, angry red welts all over her overall purplish bottom zone, overlapping in some spots, forming small blisters in the overlaps. The poor girl's backside went numb but still hurt through it, as she cried, unable to focus on anything else.

After almost 15 minutes of crying, she finally recomposed herself. Redressing, she clenched as the tight cotton of her panties pressured her welted backside, but managed to cope with it.

"You may go." The headmaster said, going to her paper and drawing a line with a black pen, which symbolized "maximum" punishment given. She then opened the door, as the students watching her were thankfully gone, and, passing through a few bullies greeting her with "Hey there, Miss Bruises", dashed off to her next class.