It was now getting near to the time for the parents pre-Christmas visit and the staff and I were discussing the best way to show off the school. Some of the parents had already booked to remain the whole weekend and I was sure that others would want to once the performances had ended. I therefore warned my staff that they well have to 'double-ip' for that weekend. We knew that the parents were all sympathetic to our aims and I felt that we should show them the punishments we used without actually letting them see the girls who were being dealt with. It was June Simmons who came up with the perfect solution. First there would be traditional carols, music, visits to the classrooms, tour of the school etc. Then would come the highlight when those girls due for punishment would receive it. Everybody would enter the hall and the room would be darkened.We would hang a thin sheet down the front of the stage. Keep the hall in darkness and only light up the stage. This would mean that the guests would see the silouettes of the girls and the punisher but not be able to tell who the girl was. This would make the whole exercise even more titillating as the darkness in the hall would make it like a cinema and allow for natural inclinations to hold sway. After the end of the punishments there would be the opportunity for parents to visit the spare bedrooms or discuss with myself or my staff any other items they may wish. We knew that many of the parents were already aware of what was on offer and some had probably come prepared for some encounter themselves. I also warned the ladies that if there were a large number of requests then it would be difficult for me to deal with them all so staff would have to take their turn - this caused a nodding of heads and murmurs of approbation. I then dismissed the staff and asked them to prepare themselves and their charges for the coming events.

When we had finished I asked Joyce to remain so that we could discuss the letters to be sent to the parents and the particular wording required. We worked steadily for half an hour and then I told Joyce that I felt it was time that she was dealt with again. Clearly she missed the camaraderie of living with the rest of the staff and girls and if she was agreeable we would have a session now as I, and I am sure she, had been aroused by the discussions we had held. Joyce was enthusistic and I told her to lock the door and prepare herself as I was going to start with giving her a good thrashing and then would fuck her silly! Her eys sparkled at this and in a flash the door was lock with "NOT TO BE DISTURBED' and she was across my knees.

We started in the traditional way with an active and heavy hand spanking gradually stripping her down until she was naked except for her suspender belt. I then told her to bend over the back of the armchair so that I could deliver fifty strokes with the tawse. "CRACKK!", "TWACKK!", "CRACKK!", "TWACKK!", "CRACKK!", "TWACKK!", I continued with slow steady strokes feeling her arousal as I touched her quim. By now the juices were beginning to flow and I knew that she was ready for a firm caning and then me. By the time the tawse had completed its mission Joyce's bum was reddened and scored by the marks which the tawse caused. She was now redy for me to flog her with the cane and I could hear her whimpering with pleasure as I massaged the soft bum cheeks.

I took out the middle-weight cane and whipped it through the air a few times. By now I had to adjust my dress as my cock was sticking out like a pole and Joyce turned round and suggested that I might as well take my trousers off as I would be more comfortable. I agreed and within a minute was as naked as she was. Her hand caressed my cock before she bent over and told me to start the caning as she was so randy.

I took up the cane and tapping her bottom a couple of times lashed in the first stroke. "CRACKK!", "TWACKK!", it left a white mark across her bum cheeks. "CRACKK!", "TWACKK!","CRACKK!", "TWACKK!","CRACKK!", "TWACKK!", I continued with the caning. The early white marks had now turned to red tramlines and the whole area was scored. The strokes continued as she writhed in ecstacy and as I felt between her legs the juices were running down my fingers. By now my cock was so hard that I knew I had to complete the caning rapidly and so I gave six more hard strokes before putting down the cane and spreading her sore bum cheeks. She helped me and taking my pole guided it up inside her where I lodged firmly home. She squealed and both of us were so ready that it took only a few thrusts before I was shooting my load high into her quim while her inner muscles were milking me as they held me in their vice. I drew out slowly and Joyce stood up.

"I need it up my bum now", she said and knelt in front of me putting my soft cock into her mouth to bring it to full stand again. Her tongue and mouth soon conspired to bring me to full erection and I opened a derwer to take out a pot of cream. She bent over the arm of the chair again and parted her bum cheeks to give me greater access and, putting some cream on my fingers, thrust them up into the tight puckered ring of her anus. I pushed them in and out before more cream went in. Finally I covered my cock with the same goo and, as she held her bum cheeks open, I gently nudged my cockhead to the dark rosette. A few thrusts and I was fully home while she adjusted to the entrance of my cock. We rested for a minute and then I began moving in and out while she thrust back making sure that I remained fully lodged. Her muscles here were even stronger than those of her quim and I could feel her massaging me as I pushed harder and faster. I knew that for both of us this would be longer and more satisfying than the first session as we now had our second wind. I pounded away listening to our bodies slapping together rhythmically together while we were both panting from our exertions. It must have been a good then minutes before I could feel her beginning to pant with emotion and my own orgasm couldn't b delayed much longer so I speeded up even faster until with a final thrust and a scream we both came together with my second load of juice ejaculated into her.

We looked at each other and smiled. I suggested that it might be best if she used my bathroom to clean up before she returned to her duties.

At lunchtime I had a chat with June and suggested that we should have a test of her idea about the sheet across the stage that evening. I had two girls who were due to be punished and after dinner we would have a school assembly in the hall when we would put up the sheet and I would deal with the girls behind it. Afterwards we and the senior girls could discuss what were the shortcomings, if any, and how we could overcome them.

June called me and I went along to the Main Hall with her and I saw what she had done. Instead of the usual thick curtains we now had a large sheet of thin cotton material hanging down. from the ceiling. The stage was lit up with back lighting and I could clealy see the shadow of the school vaulting horse in the middle of the stage. June clapped her hands and called out and I saw a shadow move forward to the horse and bend over it. Another form advanced and raised her arm which was holding a cane bringing it sharply down. June called out again and the two girls came through the screen smiling as I saw that they were Marion and Jane.

"Well done girls", I called, "and well done to you June for the idea. I think that this will make the whole evening very interesting - especially as they will have to undress before being caned. We must be sure that some of our more well developed girls are dealt with on the night."

After dinner I told the girls that although I had three girls to be punished these would be carried out on the stage. There was a rustle of whispering at this unusual procedure as they moved towards the hall and took their seats. When they were seated I explained what was to happen.

"Ladies. It is not long now before we have our end of term entertainments for your parents. I have decided that included will be the usual punishments so that parents can see the discipline of the school. However I do NOT want you to have to strip in the "glare of the footlights" as one might say so Miss Simmons and I have devised this screen. Tonight we are testing the efficacy of the screen and whether enough can be seen without to much showing. The first two this evening are May and Mary Blethington for the disgraceful state of their rooms. Matron tells me that they have received lower maks for cleanliness than any other two girls. I therefore intend that Matron should have the privilige of dealing with May with thirty strokes of the strap. I will cane Mary with fifteen strokes of the schoolroom cane. The final girl tonight is Anne Lovelace who will be birched for smoking in her bedroom. Will those girls please step forward."

The three girls stepped up on to the stage and went behind the curtain. The Hall lights were dimmed and the backlighting on the stage raised so that everything on stage could clearly be seen. As Matron was dealing with May I remained in the Hall to see the effect generated. I called May forward and told her to remove her skirt and knickers and bend over the horse. She should count every stoke clearly so that it could be heard in the hall. May stepped forward and it appeared like a striptease as she unfastened her skirt letting it fall to the ground before folding it and putting it on the table where the canes and tawses lay. She then put her thumbs in the elastic top of her knickers and pushed them down so that they were below her knees. She then bent over the horse gripping the legs tightly. The effect of the screen made the whole experience more erotic and I saw the shadow as I watched Matron step up and raise her arm and bring it down with a firm crack across the buttocks. "CRACKK!", "TWACKK!", "one thank you Miss". "CRACKK!", "TWACKK!", "Two thank you Miss". An expert at the game Joan Green knew how to get the best effect and it was clear that May was suffering under her hand. It was also clear that this was the most erotic spanking that I had seen. To see enough to be aroused and yet not to see everything. To hear as well was an added bonus. As I looked round I could see that a number of hands were down between legs, and not only their own! Finally Matron finished and May was told to stand, pull-up her knickers and put on her skirt. This final act of the drama was equally erotic and I knew that we would be using it when the parents came.

I now had my own duties and stepped on to the stage to deal with Mary. I was not wanting to flog her so was only using the lighter cane. When she had prepared I applied the strokes with vigour and by the end she was moaning but there was no stronger reaction. She also dressed and returned to her place before Anne arrived for her birching. I told her that I viewed her behaviour as very serious and she would be dealt with suitably. Because of the gravity I was going to give her eighteen strokes of the birch and to ensure that she stayed still she would be strapped to the horse. She undressed and took her place while matron fastened the knee, hand and waist straps.

I took a birch out of the bucket of salt water and took up my position."SWISHH!" "CRACKK!". "SWISHH!" "CRACKK!", "SWISHH!" "CRACKK!",The sound was different and the affect appeared less but after the first dozen strokes she was crying out and the whole of her bum was scarified with a multitude od line with tiny pinpoints of blood. I knew, from my own experience, that by now she would feel as though she was being stung by a thousand hornets and this pain would go on increasing stroke by stroke "SWISHH!" "CRACKK!", "SWISHH!" "CRACKK!", "SWISHH!" "CRACKK!". I stopped for a minute to clean away the blood and take up a second birch to replace the shattered remnants of the first. "SWISHH!" "CRACKK!", "SWISHH!" "CRACKK!", "SWISHH!" "CRACKK!". By now she was screaming out for mercy but I had no intention of stopping until the final stroke had been delivered and as we came to the eighteenth and final one I intended to make sure that it was the most telling of all so with an extra vicious flick it landed across the main area of damage. She slumped forward as I told her that the punishment was ended and, as every girl is obliged to do, said "Thank you Sir, I deserved to be birched"

Matron cleaned Mary up and unfastened her before taking her off to the sickroom for treatment. I meanwhile returned to the hall and asked Julie what she thought.

"It was fantastic. Seeing everything through the curtain but not knowing who it is will be a real turn on for the parents. I also watched the girls, and staff, and they couldn't keep their hands still while it was happening. I am sure that it will be a winner."

I dismissed the girls and invited Julie along to my room. I felt that I need the stimulation of a caning myself and knew that Julie would be able to deliver it.