The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

The Fowler and His Net - Chapter 7

... thought she was going to but she lifted the cane, like she was going to hit me but she just stopped, I turned around to her and I thought she was going to get really angry because she made this face. ‘ Rachel imitated a look of lust.

‘Hmm, ' Samantha considered, ‘I hope Mrs. Simmons wasn’t having second thoughts.’

‘That is what I thought mummy, so I asked her. “Aren’t you going to cane my bottom Mrs. Simmons?” and that just made her really angry. So angry that she grabbed my bare bottoms with both of her hands and started rubbing them.’

‘I am becoming more disappointed with this establishment by the minute, what do you think Mr. Fowler?’

‘Eh, oh,' Gary was snapped out of his reverie, ‘aye, it sounds like a strange school to be sure.’

‘Then she started sniffing the air and asked me if I was wearing perfume. We aren’t allowed to wear perfume Mr. Fowler.’

‘Oh, right.’ Replied Gary.

‘Anyway, I said no and she called me a liar, and when I turned round to look at her and deny it she was staring right at my little pee pee.’

‘Quite unprofessional!’ said Samantha.

‘She stared for ages, then when I looked back under my armpit, I could see that her hand was in her own knickers.’

‘Quite appalling behaviour,' tutted Samantha.

‘Mrs. Simmons said that what I had done would mean I had to get a special punishment, one that only the worst behaved girls get. She called it oral correction.‘

‘You don’t mean?’

‘Yes, Mummy, except that Mrs. Simmons wasn’t ...

... very good at oral correction, because when she started it began to feel really nice and then after five minutes, she started to do some kind of correction on herself, because she started screaming.’

‘Oh, baby.’

‘Then, when she stopped screaming she got really annoyed, and gave me my skirt back that Janet had taken and phoned the headmaster to send me home. Am I in trouble mummy?’

Samantha looked at her daughter with sympathy. ‘Baby, being a mother is so hard and sometimes we have to do things that we don’t like to do.’

‘Mummy?’

‘Listen darling, what you did was wrong and I need you to properly know that, so that you can be a better girl in the future '

‘But, Mummy,' I promise I will be better.

‘No Honey, Mummy and Mr. Fowler will need to ensure that you will behave better and Mrs. Simmons’s punishment will have to be completed here.’

‘Does that mean you will be giving me six of the best mummy.’

‘To begin with perhaps, but I know that Mr. Fowler and I share the same mind when it comes to corporal punishment and I don’t think you should expect it to be quite so easy.’

‘But Mummy, I promise to be a good girl from now on.’

‘Yes baby, but your promises are just words and Mummy needs to know that her little kitten is going to be good.’

Samantha produced from behind her the same dressing gown chord that had restricted Annie’s movements a couple of days before. ‘Mr. Fowler, would you be so good as to restrain my daughter’s hands behind her.’

Rachel ...