The Chairman’s Prerogative (M/F) NEW!

 

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Hot spanking and caning fiction by very special guest author Barry Spockings.  All the characters are aged 18 or over. This story is strictly for adults only!

My interview was going very well. I was greeted by the Chairman of the Board of Governors, in the Headmaster’s study. Dr Richards was an attractive and charming, slim, grey haired man in his sixties who carried an air of authority and dominance about him. To expedite matters he had been delegated (or had taken?) the full authority to appoint the new school Head. The previous Headmaster had died of a sudden heart attack and the board was anxious to appoint his successor as soon as possible. As a woman in her early thirties I was surprised to make the short list and then even more so to be invited to a personal interview with the Chairman but my Double First from Cambridge and a meteoric career at an old fashioned girls only grammar school had, no doubt, influenced the Board. I was also informed at my first interview that there were no suitable candidates amongst the current staff. So I said to myself things are looking good!

However I was not to know that Dr Richards had planned an unusual test for me! One I certainly had not expected and one that I was uncertain initially how I should respond.

“Miss Pringle I must say that I am very much impressed with your academic and teaching achievements, your personality, your confidence and, if you do not mind me saying, your feminine charm. However the latter attribute could be a disadvantage. Currently you are a Head of Department at an all-girls school but as Montrose Academy is co-educational with boys of eighteen plus in the Upper Sixth Form, an attractive, single young woman like you might be too distracting for hormone rich adolescent young men, especially if you dress as you are today. Even I, as a happily married man, must admit your outfit is very provocative. A smart business suit with tight slim skirt, black stockings and high heels and an open necked white silk blouse, revealing enough cleavage to leave little to the imagination!”

“Thank you and I do understand about young men Dr Richards, but I am confident that I am more than capable of controlling amorous young men.”   

“Well I hope so but controlling implies a need for discipline which is a subject we need to discuss.”

I had done my homework and knew from the school’s prospectus and other sources that Montrose Academy was a traditional school in many ways including the use of corporal punishment to maintain discipline and academic standards.

“Now Miss Pringle, coming from a girls only school I wonder how you maintained discipline there.”

“The school used lines, detentions, sometimes suspensions for serious offences and rarely expulsion for unacceptable behavior.”

“Well that might work in a girls’ school but we also have mischievous boys who need more painful punishment than you have described to maintain order. Staff can spank or slipper deserving pupils, both boys and girls, whilst the Headmaster or in your case, the Headmistress, has the option of spanking, slippering or caning pupils sent for more serious offences.  In addition the school head has been sanctioned by the Board and myself to administer corporal punishment on the bare buttocks, with a maximum of twelve strokes.  So what is your attitude towards corporal punishment and would you be prepared to administer it?”

I knew this was coming and so was well prepared.

“Well sir, there were certainly times when I would have loved to spank or cane certain girls in my classes, so I agree that this is a necessary deterrent in a mixed sex school.  I also respect the biblical phrase – to spare the rod is to spoil the child.  So I certainly approve of the school’s policy.  To answer your second question I have never administered corporal punishment but I am not afraid of doing so and even suspect that I would be good at giving it. From what you say it is clearly all part of my new responsibilities if I am appointed.”

Then came the totally unexpected impediment to me being appointed.

“That is good news; however there is one serious obstacle to your appointment which first must be overcome.  Have you ever been spanked or caned?”

“Only as a young child, spanked over my mother’s lap.”

“I thought as much. Unfortunately the Board and I have a rule that all staff required to discipline pupils must have previously experienced receiving such disciplinary measures themselves.  Otherwise they will have no concept of what is involved, the degree of severity required according to the seriousness of the offence or the actual pain experienced.  As you have not been down this path, unless we can find an acceptable solution, I am afraid I will not be able to offer you the position.”

I was in a quandary as I desperately wanted this appointment.  What did he mean by an acceptable solution?  I was about to find out! 

“Well I have thought very carefully about this matter and think I have found a solution which I hope will be acceptable to you and it will be entre nous – just between us. I call it the Chairman’s prerogative. In order to be appointed as Headmistress somehow you will need to receive a prior spanking, slippering and caning.  Do you agree?”

How, under the circumstances could I not agree?

“Yes I suppose so – if this guarantees my appointment.”

“Yes it will.  So this is what I propose and to make it more realistic and memorable it will involve some role play between the two of us.  Just for this once off scenario I will be your Headmaster and you will be a sixth form girl sent to me to be punished for three offences  – rude to your chemistry master, failure to submit your English homework three times in a row and caught smoking in the girls changing rooms.  Would this be acceptable?”

The penny dropped!  He had planned this all along and I had cleverly been trapped into a situation I could not back out of. If I wanted the post I could only say “Yes”.

“Good girl! My only requirement is that you follow my instructions without demurring, remembering I will be treating you just as you will be treating pupils in the future. For your information I used to be a Headmaster before an inheritance enabled me to retire.  So I am well experienced in dealing with young ladies like you and boys too of course.  This is going to be a formal session so I would like you to wait outside this study and after five minutes knock on the door and enter on my command, lock the door and then do exactly as you are told. Is that understood?”

I decided to accept my fate and enter into the spirit of roleplay.

“Yes Headmaster, I will do exactly as you say.”

I left the study, shut the door and waited five minutes as requested and knocked on the door.

“Enter!”

I did so and locked the door and discovered that he had donned an academic gown and placed a large gym slipper and crook handled cane on the desk.

“So Pringle do you know why I have sent for you?”

“No Headmaster.”

“Well sadly I have received three serious complaints about your behaviour that require me to punish you severely.  You were extremely rude to your chemistry master Mr Coulson, failed to do your English homework three times in a row and yesterday the gym mistress caught you smoking in the girls changing rooms. Is this correct?”

“I am sorry to say so Headmaster – I am very sorry and I apologise.”

“Well you will be very sorry by the time I have finished with you! You deserve to be punished for each of these offences and I have decided on the following.  For your rudeness I am going to give you a good old fashioned serious bare bottom OTK spanking.  For failing to do your English homework you will touch your toes and receive a twelve stroke slippering on your bare bottom. Worst of all to be caught smoking in the girls’ changing room is a very serious offence and smokers are always caned on their bare bottoms and sixth formers are awarded twelve of the best bent over my desk!”

Oh dear this sounds as though this is going to be far worse than I expected and all three punishments on my bare bottom!

“Pringle I must warn you that this will be a very painful and embarrassing experience.  Are you sure that you want to accept this punishment?”

I was determined to go through with it and so there was no going back!

“Yes Headmaster – give me what I deserve and do not hold back!”

“Good – let us proceed! Place that upright chair in the middle of the room.  Yes that is perfect.”

He sat on the chair and motioned me to stand on his right hand side.

“Now unzip your skirt and throw it on the desk.  That’s right and I must say you are wearing very attractive underwear – black suspenders, matching panties and black stockings! Now bend over my lap and prepare to have your bottom soundly spanked!”

I did as I was asked and bent right over his lap until my hands touched the carpet and my bottom was vulnerably high in the air. I then felt his fingers slip into my panties and pull them down to my feet. I was so embarrassed as I had never before been naked down below like this with a man I hardly knew, who now had full access to my bottom and private parts. He then placed his right hand on my bottom and began to knead and massage it. I must admit it was a very pleasant, slightly arousing sensation.

“Pringle, this manipulation of your buttocks is to encourage the blood to flow before I start spanking your bottom.’

He continued this for a couple of minutes and I was definitely getting aroused, particularly when his hand occasionally ventured between my legs.

“I think that will do, so brace yourself for a bracing spanking –gentle to start with but with increasing severity!”

And so my punishment started! And gentle it was with his hand almost tenderly smacking each buttock in turn and rubbing in between, so turning me on even more!  Then the pace and intensity increased and the playful spanking became increasingly more serious until I was definitely taking a severe spanking. However although painful it was bearable and did not detract from the arousal I was feeling.  Perhaps being subordinate to a powerful dominant male in a sexually open position had something to do with my hormone release.  Then I realized that I was not the only one getting aroused. His trousers had developed a lump that was poking into my stomach! No wonder he wanted to spank me. Spanking was a real turn on for him! He continued to spank me for a few more minutes, before with a final intimate massage of my bottom and between my legs, which must have left his hand wet, he said I could get up but leave my panties off as my next two sessions were also bare bottom. As I arose from his lap his erection was clearly visible and his penis was clearly of some size!

“Now Pringle I hope that has taught you a lesson but be aware a slippering and a caning are both in different leagues as far as pain goes, as you are about to find out.  Now fetch me the slipper from the desk and then bend over and touch your toes with your legs slightly apart. Stay in that position until I have completed all twelve strokes – if you do not you will receive extra.”

 I gave him the slipper, a rubber soled gym shoe, and bent over and touched my toes.  Again bare bottomed with my legs apart I felt very open and vulnerable. He ran his hand all over my buttocks again and in between before resting the slipper on them.

“A twelve stroke slippering is far more painful than a hand spanking, which really serves only as a warm up, so prepare yourself for a dozen serious swats!”

And he was serious.  The slipper struck with considerable force into my bottom and the pain was excruciating! Again and again he whacked the slipper down making my bottom increasingly painful and for me it certainly was no longer arousing.  My whole bottom was beaten by the slipper. Somehow I managed to keep in position but by the twelfth stroke I was almost in tears.

“You took that very well Pringle, so much so that I think you beautiful sore bottom needs another soothing massage over my knee.” 

He resumed his position on the chair and patted his legs indicating I should bend over his lap again. This time his erection was even more noticeable and I wondered what it would look like if freed. I bent over his lap no longer concerned about my vulnerability and nakedness.  

“Goodness Pringle your bottom is very red!  I hope I have not overdone it. “

This time he was again gentle, tenderly massaging each buttock increasing blood flow and rapidly easing the pain.  I began to feel the aftermath of a good slippering – a wonderful warm afterglow and which again made my juices run. Undoubtedly he was well aware of this as his soothing tactile attention inevitably included rubbing between my legs. After a few minutes of this I did not want him to stop but I knew I still faced a twelve stroke caning bent bare bottomed over his desk.

“Now for your final punishment and the most painful one – a twelve stroke bare bottom caning stretched over my desk.  To make the message sink in it will be twelve of my very best and I expect you to cry. So kindly bend over the desk and hold on to the far side until I tell you otherwise.”

I obeyed him without demure with feelings of fear of the pain to come alongside now rampant sexual needs – needs that I would not mind him satisfying if he wanted.

”Bottom up Pringle and legs apart. This going to be a serious caning and again you must stay in position.”

I heard the cane being swished several times in the air before I felt it tap, tap, tapping across both cheeks.

“Get ready Pringle this will really hurt!”

In the window behind his desk I could see his reflection as he raised the cane high and whistled it down with great force into my buttocks.  Initially I felt nothing and then the pain flooded my bottom, causing me to scream out in agony.  I could so easily have stood up and run away but I remained stoical and decided to take the next eleven strokes as best as I could.  Each stroke was torture and the pain worsened as he continued to thrash my bottom and I screamed out as each one bit home.  By the twelfth, as he expected, I was sobbing.

“That is your punishment completed Pringle. Stay in position while I inspect the damage. “

By inspection he meant gently running his fingers along the ridges left by the cane and then softly massaging each buttock, slowly easing the pain away to again produce that wonderful afterglow.  Painful pleasure indeed!  Sensing my approbation and the beginning of sexual awakening, his tactile exploration became more personal again arousing my need for sexual satisfaction.

“Like many boys and girls, this massaging after being spanked, slippered and caned has aroused you immensely and shown you Janus  – the two faces of corporal punishment – pain and pleasure.  Would you like me to complete the pleasurable side of being punished?”

I was so aroused and desperate to be penetrated how could I say no? I knew he was aroused just as much as I was.

“Yes please Headmaster”

Having a dominant, masterful male in sexual control threw all my inhibitions away.  He had spanked and thrashed me and now he could have me!

“Stay in that position then and I will complete our session together.”

I was now longing to have him inside me and was excited to hear him unzip his trousers and drop them to the floor, followed by his briefs.  Surreptitiously I looked back to see he was extremely well hung with a fully erect penis at least eight inches long. I sighed in anticipation. I had had several lovers but never a man this big before!

I then felt his two hands on my hips, guiding his throbbing stiff penis – his Excalibur – deeply into my moist and ready scabbard! I had never experienced anything like it.  With his left hand on my back he pushed me down on the desk to keep me in position whilst his right hand caressed my clitoris – I was in heaven! As he thrust back and forth I cried out in ecstasy and quickly orgasmed, again and again and again, until I felt a massive throb of his giant penis and he ejaculated deep into my vagina.

When I agreed to come for interview I would never have dreamt that something like this would happen but I do not regret it. Even more so when after we had both dressed, the Chairman shook my hand and said:

“Congratulations new Headmistress! – That was an interesting experience for both of us and one I would love to repeat if you think you ever need to be spanked by your Chairman again!”

Well actually I did – in fact in my study after every Board meeting which I attended as the new Headmistress. And, yes, as Headmistress the senior boys and girls soon learned that to be sent to me always resulted in a bare bottom spanking, slippering or caning. However I did not indulge in the Chairman’s prerogative…

D I S C L A I M E R

All characters appearing in this story are over 18 and are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons or businesses, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Story © MMXXI by Barry Spockings, used here by very kind permission of the author.  All rights reserved.

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