This happened many years ago when I was going to St Anthony’s School in Mill Hill, London. It was just after lunch and I was in class talking with my friends, Mark and Nicholas. When Sister Stephanie told us to get on with our maths, the others did as they were told but I continued to talk. I was warned that I would be spanked if I kept talking, which of course I ignored and carried on talking.
I got told to go to Sister Stephanie for my spanking, which I did not do straight away. I was then told sternly to go to her and I did. She made me stand beside her with my hands on my head as she pulled my trousers and pants down. Then she pulled me over her knee. She always stroked the bottom cheeks and thighs to make sure she could reach all of the bare bottom and thighs with out having to move much.
She would then give the bottom a few hard slaps to let you know how hard she was going to spank you. Then she started the hard spanking, moving her hand back and forth as she landed some very hard smacks. She continued to smack my bottom harder and harder, making the cheeks bounce as her hand landed on the right and then left cheek moving down to the thighs. After landing a hard volley of smacks to left and right thighs, she moved back up onto my bottom and landed a lot more very hard smacks, moving up and down the left and right cheeks to make them very red and sore.
She continued to spank my bottom until it was very red and sore.
Later that day, Miss Di Palma took me into her class room, took my trousers down and made me go over her knee. She then started to spank me very hard. She lectured me about my behaviour as she continued to spank me harder and harder. Eventually, she paused to pull my pants down and then continue spanking me on my bare bottom.
BH