By the time that Fiona, Julie and Marie returned with their excellent results we were approaching the late May half term. I had arranged for the rest of the staff to cease their present teaching posts at that time and come to the school to finalise all of their curricula and be sure that we were ready for the students next term. I also needed them here when the parents who had requested places for their daughters were interviewed.

I had prepared for this and once the girls were back we plus, Mrs. Slater and Mrs. Green, had arranged our strategy.

When a parent (or parents) arrived with their daughter I with Julie Frenson, and Mrs. Slater to take notes, would interview the family. I would then suggest that they might like to see around the school and meet some of the staff. This would Julie's job as Deputy Director and she would introduce them to the various teachers in their classrooms. Marie as Administrative Assistant would be available as link woman between the parents and staff and see that everything ran smoothly. Meanwhile Fiona would take the girls on their own and talk to them as well as answering any questions they may have. Some of them would have friends who were joining in September while others would have a natural feeling for what we were offering; while of course some would be quite unsuitable. At the end of each day we would all meet and discuss each applicant. Although the final decision was mine every opinion counted and it may be that some remark made to a teacher by a parent would help sway the decision one way or the other. To make this work the whole system had to be slick and Mrs. Green offered to make sure that there were always refreshments available for any early comers.

The system worked admirably and we saw twenty-three families in that week with forty-two girls. Fifteen families were obviously unsuitable and we were able to eliminate another ten girls who had 'failed' when talking to Fiona. We were left with twelve possible girls and, although I was reluctant to increase our numbers above twenty six, the consensus was that they should all be admitted subject to final checks. This meant a total of twenty-four all were eighteen or nineteen except four who were a more mature twenty years old. Mrs. Green was happy that the extra numbers would cause no difficulties. We decided that before Mrs. Green started recruiting her staff we should have one more 'happy evening'. Punishments would be carried out in the cellar on volunteers and then a party on the lines of the last one would finish off the evening. Both Joyce Slater and Mrs. Green would be present and I was keen to show the staff that although slightly 'removed' by virtue of her post as Matron Mrs. Green was still one of them. The idea was enthusiastically received and I explained what I proposed to Mrs. Green. She agreed immediately and was able to suggest one or two faults, which she could use.

We were a happy party when we had dinner that evening. The school was now a viable proposition with staff and pupils, the staff were a excellent bunch all with similar views on corporal punishment albeit not necessarily on what to do afterwards. When we were ready for the cellar the problem was to limit the number of applicants for caning. I pointed out that Mrs. Green was joining in while Fiona and Julie had been dealt with on their travels. That left six of them for three places. I tore up a sheet of paper and asked each to write down their name and the number of strokes that they felt they should receive. We would the draw two from the papers and they would be the two being dealt with. The results were interesting in that the three Joyce Slater twenty-four strokes, Angela Browning also 24 strokes both had upped the number of strokes from the previous session. Marie had not been with us in the cellar before so this would be her first experience and she had decided on eighteen strokes.

We now repaired to the cellar where we the batting order. Rosemary was first and she stripped quickly. As last time I felt that she had prepared herself - the stripping was almost a strip tease in itself - and intended to put on an exhibition. If so then I was going to make sure that she paid dearly for it. I went to the corner and selected a medium rattan about 3ft 6ins long which I knew had seen long service. I had felt this in my youth and it was certainly designed to punish not to titillate. I walked to her side and lined up the cane. Her bottom was again unblemished and was perfect for the cane. I tapped it once or twice and the cracked in a wicked stroke. Much stronger than the usual sighter I offered. CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! the next five whipped in and immediately thick white lines were raised which soon turned red. As I gave the next six I could see that her buttocks were already becoming red and raw with the punishment that she was receiving. I stopped to stroke the bum cheeks smoothing the lines and checking for more than normal damage. I also felt between the legs and the dampness between them gave me the clue that she was stimulated by the cane.

I asked if she was ready for the final twelve and she nodded so I continued CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! I had now built up a regular rhythm, which was, patterned in the way her bum cheeks expanded and contracted with each stroke. I now prepared for the last six and I decided that these would really search out her soul. If she were what I now thought she was, a submissive, then these would confirm it. I decided that I would make all of these strokes diagonally so moved my position slightly. CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! these two crossed the lines of the rest and now she was beginning to make low moaning noises in her throat. She was close to an orgasm - and everybody in the cellar felt it. They were looking closely and were tensed up as I delivered the last four CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!!. As soon as the last one was delivered she gave a scream, not of pain, but of ejaculation and it was noticeable that Margaret Proudfoot was the first to release her and tend to her. I watched Margaret's fingers slide between Rosemary's legs as she massaged the bottom. I was answered.

Now it was the turn of Mrs. Green and I explained that she had always been strapped and needed sixty strokes at least to give her release. She was strapped down in her turn and everybody looked in awe - and possibly envy - at the magnificent buttocks that were on view. I took up the strap, a medium one this time and prepared. I knew that I need not stop and that sixty strokes should be delivered one after the other without pause.

The strap landed and sunk into the buttocks almost an inch and then bounced back ready for the second stroke. Everybody, except Rosemary and Margaret were watching intently and suddenly I could hear a gentle chant as the counted "twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven". I carried on with the buttocks getting redder and redder by the minute until with a final shout of "sixty" I stopped. The ladies all applauded and Mrs. Green bowed, smiled and showed them her well marked bum before she got dressed. She was now one of them!

It was the turn of Joyce Slater and she had a problem. She had opted for the same twenty-four strokes as Angela but I was not certain whether she was prepared for the same punishment. Her bottom was magnificent and she had accepted the six strokes before with equanimity but twenty-four is a different proposition. However there was no time for thinking such thoughts now as I had to cane her. She had been strapped in position and again I admired the superb bottom, broad and well fleshed I had noted before. If any bottom was designed for spanking this was the one.

I picked up the same cane I had used on Rosemary Bradshaw and without any interval brought it down across the lower buttocks. With a CRACKKK !!! The next strokes I kept to the same area until there was a solid block of red and white stripes about three inches deep. I then moved to the upper area and delivered the same treatment leaving a small area in the middle, which was undercaned. I intended that all of the last twelve strokes would land in this area. Up until now Joyce had remained passive but I began to see her buttocks flexing as though in some discomfort. I continued however with the next six, which filled the area, I had left. The whole bottom was now a mass of red and white weals, all parallel to each other but with no space left. The last six would be on top of an already scarified area and I knew that these would prove her stamina.

I lined up the cane and CRACKKK !!! it landed on an earlier mark, CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! the next two also landed on a damaged area and Joyce was now beginning to breathe faster. CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! just as I intended these two landed exactly where the worst swelling was and then again CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!!, as with Rosemary, the last stroke was delivered diagonally to cross the rest. Joyce moaned and slumped across the block and for a moment I was alarmed but when she was released she came across and kissed me saying:

"Thank you Sir John, that is the most perfect caning I have received since I left home. We must do it again!"

It was finally the turn of Marie and although I had had experience of her abiities the rest of the staff were fascinated to see her strip off. She was wearing a light dress and no underclothes to impede the punishment and when she had shrugged off her dress she was immediately ready. Nobody had yet sen her unclothed and a murmer of appreciation went round the room before she took up her position CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! I went straight into it and CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! she showed how much she enjoyed event e pain as the blows rained home. CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! CRACKKK !!! they fell until she had taken the full eighteen without flinching.

She got dressed and we repaired upstairs, again there was drink waiting for us in he staff room, and I must be honest and say that the rest of the evening is rather hazy. I remember being sucked off very successfully and professionally by Mrs. Green while the rest stood around and clapped, and I believe that somebody, which member of staff I do not know, later fucked me. I do know however that I reached my bed exhausted and again thanking my lucky stars for having the idea of the girls school, and my choice of staff.

Breakfast the next morning was a happy affair with some very sore bottoms and a lot of chatter which was suggestive of what had gone on after I had passed out the night before. I never even discovered who had shown me to my room.

After breakfast we had a staff meeting and went through details of the girls we had accepted. Everybody was given copies of the notes which follow:

We took them in the order that they had been seen and Julie spoke first.

Lady Jane Smithfield - only daughter, been expelled from three schools and this was her last chance. Her father had birched her soundly. She was obviously used to CP and would enjoy joining in. One for the exclusive group.

Fenella & Rachel Towler-Thomson - two girls who were very lively. Their mother had used a riding-crop on them while I was there for not looking after their horse properly. Clearly used to discipline and seemed to enjoy the sensation of the crop. No complaints after the punishment and they ran upstairs very happy. Both seemed equal in mischief. Good riders to start off our pony club. Mother may want to join us at some point.

Anne Lovelace - no opportunity to test her but knowing the family I was happy that discipline would not be a problem.

Jennifer & Elizabeth Bristol (older sister Marion) - these two girls I had only spoken too but they seemed to think that the ethos of the school would suit them. Used to being strapped rather than caned.

Marion Bristol- she was a different proposition to her two madcap twin sisters. She was thoughtful and could be cultivated to join us and help to bring the younger unknowns towards our style of discipline. She had had to take charge of them often when their parents were away and knew the value of firm discipline I had been very taken with her. Potential Head Girl and also one of our exclusive group Julie deVere - this had been an unusual one. The whole family were into spanking and I am sure that besides Julie we would have visits from the General and his wife. Punishment was often with birch or cane. Sometimes severe as it was when I was there. I had personally dealt with the general who enjoyed being flogged. His wife also. One for the exclusive group.

Next it was the turn of Fiona:

June Wilkinson - this is another family where I think that we will be receiving regular visit from the parents. They had asked me to cane and spank them both while June was away at a party. I knew that she also received their ministrations and when I talked to her she was very excited. I did not have the chance to see her being punished.

May & Mary Blethington - this had been a fascinating experience. The family had a regular evening when they discussed their faults and arranged suitable punishments for each other. These punishments were carried out on the bare by a selected member of the family so in this family the girls had experience already of using the cane as well as receiving it. I can confirm by perosnal experience! Two well worth having join us. Mrs Blethington is another who may well visit us. She had suggested coming next week.

Marianne, Duchess of Rothshire - I did not have a chance to test her but both she and her grandmother wish her to come and receive appropriate training and discipline.

The whole group congratulated the girls on their successes. It was now time turn to the girls we were taking on trust as we had only met them at the interviews. I suggested that as Joyce Slater had the list I suggested that she started and then anybody else could chip in with their comments.

Frances Armstrong - attractive high spirited girl. Her parents found that she was not doing well at her previous school as the discipline was rather lax. They were looking for a school where discipline was firmer and they had no objection if she was caned. Margaret chipped in and said that she had spoken to the girl, who clearly had lesbian tendencies, and she had expressed interest in corporal punishment. She had never been spanked but often felt the need and spanked her own bottom. Recommended for exclusive group.

Elizabeth Smithson - tall dominating girl. She would probably be a leader. Her father had said she needed a 'good thrashing' to keep her in line. It depended whether we wanted the type of girl.who would be a leader. June added that she had spoken to her and Elizabeth had told her that she really enjoyed spanking people and also enjoyed being spanked herself. She said that her father used the birch and once gave her thirty strokes which left her bottom bleeding. When I asked how she had felt she said that had been very excited by the end. I think that she will be an asset as we do need leaders. Recommended as one of the exclusive group.

Bridget O'Brien - the family was Irish and she had been sent to a convent when she was twelve. We all know how the nuns thrash their pupils. The family clearly had no objection to corporal punishment but wanted her away from the convent atmosphere. Joyce was sure that she would settle well - convent school girls usually settled and were used to corporal punishment. Recommended for exclusive group.

Margaret Francis - a tall girl with a superb figure already Marie had watched her being thrashed by her father and said that she enjoyed it. She was also very sexually turned on by the caning. Exclusive Group.

Jemma Francis - younger sister of Margaret and still immature.

Marcia Levens - little known about her except that she is a friend of Marie's and used to spank and be spank when Marie visited the family.

The other girls were younger and we had not made special notes on them. We had now completed the list of girls and the letters would go out this week to confirm their registration. Detailed lists of what they needed and arrival times would follow later.

It was now time to hand over to Mrs. Green for her to settle her domestic staff. She and I had spoken and we had agreed on what we were looking for. The main condition of employment was that all of the domestic staff should be prepared to accept corporal punishment from Mrs. Green. We were not looking for middle aged or older staff but young malleable girls who were submissive in their inclinations.

The rest of the day was spent in getting the main curriculum completed so that we could send it to press. We had also decided that we needed a brochure. Although we were not proposing to admit any more students until next year prospective parents liked to see well turned out brochures.

I had only just reached my office when I received the call from Mrs. Blethington I had been warned I would receive. She sounded rather embarrassed but asked whether she could visit me at the Hall. She had understood from Fiona that corporal punishment was part of the discipline and would like to discuss with me what was proposed. I told her that I would be happy to see her and as I had a free afternoon could she come today. She sounded eager and confirmed that she would be with me by early afternoon.

I had to think about this and I called Fiona in and told her what had happened. She had no doubts that Mrs. Blethington enjoyed the cane and was trying to see what the chances were of her visiting the school to 'test the waters'. She was friends with many of the other families and a suitable time would ensure more ladies visiting. I was not sure as I had not intended to get parents involved until the school was established but Fiona pointed out that I needed these ladies because I could not cane the girls hard or fuck them so the right 'demonstration' would help with our image. I agreed that I would see her and play it by ear.

Just after lunch a car drew up to the front entrance and Mrs. Blethington was shown into my study.

"Thank you for seeing me Sir John but I thought that I would like to meet you and discuss our mutual thoughts on corporal punishment for girls. Fiona has probably given you some idea that we have an open marriage and like to discuss any problems with the girls. My husband and I are punished when we are at fault and I wondered if you could show me what happens here. Please don't think that you will shock me." I decided then that I would show her the cellar and leading her downstairs unlocked the door and ushered her in. As I did not want any disturbance I locked it from the inside. Mrs. Blethington murmured how fascinating it was and would I mind if she tried the flogging block. I said of course not.

"Tell me Sir John exactly what you would say and do if I was one of your staff or pupils who had done something disgusting. I would like to understand everything."

I saw immediately that she was wanting the cane or birch but did not like to ask.

"I am afraid that what you have done is appalling and you must expect very severe punishment for the offence. Have you anything to say before I pronounce sentence and carry it out?"

"No Sir John." "Then you will strip off your clothes be fastened to the flogging block and receive a minimum of sixty strokes of my strap followed by thirty strokes of my Headmaster's cane on you bare buttocks. Prepare yourself."

She looked at me, smiled and then without hesitation started to unfasten her dress. Once removed she placed it on the side bench and then her petticoats followed. This was the first time I had seen her although Fiona had commented on her figure. She was about forty years old but had the figure of a lady ten years younger and as she stood in her brassiere, knickers, suspender belt and black stockings I was already imagining what sex with her would be like. She unfastened her brassiere and then pushed her knickers down over her thighs, her bush of pubic hair was thick and black and sprouted out both forward and between her thighs. Her thighs were full and rose to a large firm bottom to conjure with. Built like Juno her swelling backside forced itself back from the rest of her body and I could see that it had recently been punished as it was still criss crossed with faint marks. She waited for me to tell her what to do. I told her to bend over the bench and I fastened her down. I slapped her across the buttocks a few time with my palm to redden the cheeks and admired the ways they moved under my hand. She looked at me and whispered: "Please understand that I enjoy the rod. Do not let up just lay it on HARD!"

I fully intended to and the chance to work on a bottom such as this with nobody watching and free to explore both her and my desires was making my mouth water.

First I took up the wide tawse and began to use it with vigour. Each stroke crossed both bum cheeks and left their own mark. "SWISHHH!!!", "SPLATT!!!", the tawse rose and fell. Ten, twenty, thirty nd more times before I decided she was ready for the cane. I was not sure yet although she had accepted the starp with equanimity so took a medium cane.

I took my place at her side and raised the cane. My palm was sweating and I had to wipe at settle myself. Two taps and the cane with a SWISH and CRACK K K !! landed across the centre of the buttocks. The cheeks sunk in and then sprung back with a resiliance which showed that she was in her prime. The next stroke landed just above the first and the two blended to produce a thick red line. CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! , CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! , CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! The next six strokes worked their way up the buttocks leaving ridges where they had struck. CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! I whipped in three more before moving forward to massage the bottom and I could feel the ridges standing like plough marks across the bum. My fingers strayed between her legs and stroked her fig and I could feel that it was already wet. I then stepped back and the next three lashed in, their fresh lines making the bruises from the first strokes stand out dark purple as the ridges took on their own hue. I continued lashing the cane in. This was a punishment cane and that is what it was doing but it was working on a bottom that accepted and indeed wanted the pain it was providing. Her buttocks were clenching and unclenching as I continued. I reached twenty strokes and again I massaged the bottom and again my fingers were drawn between her legs. This time her reaction was even more positive as she started mewing and purring, while she tried to open her legs even wider. Again I looked at her face and her tongue licked across her lips before she put her face down again.

I returned to my position and I knew what would happen now. She wanted these last ten really hard to prepare for a massive orgasm. I picked up my Thai punishment cane and with its extra length and thickness I knew that this would really search out her stamina. With a "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" whip and a final flick the first blow landed and the difference in effect was obvious immediately as it scored the bottom deeply leaving hard thick double ridges. CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! Further strokes rained in on the bruised buttocks, some of them falling on the ridges already there and some creating new ones. CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! As I was caning her my own sexual urges were also strongly stimulated and I struggled to adjust my trousers and pants to keep comfortable. I had three strokes to give and I knew that she was close to spending so made sure that these counted each of them adding another pain layer. CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! CRACK K K !! For the first two I took a pace back so that the swing of my arm was even harder and faster while for the final stroke I stepped round CRACK K K !! so that it landed diagonally cutting across all of the previous welts. Finally it was over and I was exhauseted but I could see that she was on a erotic high so and before I unfastened her I felt her pussy and she eagerly opened for me. I spread her lips wide eased my cock out of my trousers and and thust it the back way into her sopping wet cunny. She screamed as the pain in her bum must have been tremendous as my pubic hair touched her scarified buttocks but her pouting cunt lips were ready and the juices which she had ejaculated had made the passageway slippery for my entrance. I rested on her back and she waited until I began to thrust. As I fucked away she squeezed me tighter and tighter and I knew I could not last. She shouted and bucked as I pushed into her for a dozen final thrusts before one giant heave brought us both to climax. I could feel my cum spurting into her while she shuddered with the emotion.

I pulled out and unfastened her. She stood up and looked me in the eyes and said; "I did not believe it could happen. For years I have had my husband cane and birch me and I knew there had to be a payoff but it never came. I always seemed so close but never reached a climax. This was magnificent. The caning was exactly right and the final sex was the cream on the cake. We must do this again sometime."

I unlocked the door and returned upstairs to some strange looks from the staff as we passed their classrooms. I walked with Mrs. Blethington to her car and as we shook hands she said, "I understand that you are having older ladies for a week or fortnight starting from the middle of next term. Please put my name down at the top of the list, in fact I would like to make a regular termly reservation. By the way I am also prepared to become a trustee. Goodbye I am sure that you will look after my girls well."

At dinner that night everybody commented on how quiet I was and tried to draw me on what had happened but my emotions had been to involved and I couldn't speak about it. We all retired early and I was interested to see June and Margaret going off hand in hand!