I looked up the girl I remembered with the swollen ass, Mary Billings, and asked her what had happened to her. She said she didn't want to talk about it except,

"One thing I'll tell you. They give you options. For God's sake don't decide on swats. That is just murder. Anything else would be better."

Time dragged till it was time for me to go. To make matters worse they made me sit out on a bench in the front office while they talked in the inner office till everyone had left the school.I watched the janitor turn off lights as he went toward the front door which he locked when he got outside. It was so quiet I could hear my heart beating.

Finally Miss Hauser came out and told me to go in the inner office as she locked the door of the outer office. When I went in I heard the click behind me as she locked that door as well.

Mr. Rogers was sitting at his desk reading my note. He looked up at me as Miss Hauser stood next to him.

"Julie. I see from the note this is your second offense. I don't know why Mr. Lucas let you off the first time but it doesn't matter. I have some options you can consider for your punishment.

"First of all a second offence has earned you twenty swats and notification to your parents of the need for disciplinary action. If you wish you may take thirty swats and no-one need know except Miss Hauser and myself."

I was so relieved that it could be kept secret I quickly replied, "I'll take the thirty swats."

"Fine. That brings us to the next option which has it's advantages and disadvantages. If you decide on swats they will all be placed on your buttocks with this."

He held up what looked like a tennis racquet except where the net would be there was a round inch thick leather paddle with a bunch of holes drilled in it. This explained the polka-dots on Mary's ass and the terrible bruises. I could see already that I would want the other option no matter what it was.

The disadvantages include the fact this is quite painful and will leave bruises and soreness that may make it obvious when you sit that you have been punished. The advantage is that you can maintain your modesty as these would be administered to your panty clad bottom.

Then we have this."

At that he held up a thonged whip that looked a lot like Terry's.

The advantage is that the lashes will be spread over your upper body so you will have no bruises or long lasting soreness. The disadvantage is that this whip is so light you would hardly feel it through your clothes. It has to fall on unprotected skin. Do you understand?"

"Uh...Yes I guess I have to take off my clothes."

"No. No guessing. Either say I will take the swats or...I will take off all my clothes so I may be whipped."

I began to realize that this could be very exciting after all. "I will take off all my clothes so you can whip me."

"Are you sure? This is your decision."

"Oh yes. Please let me take off my clothes and be whipped. I don't want to be hit with that paddle." I was being very honest about that. I remembered Roy's paddling and shuddered at the thought.

"All right. You may proceed."

I stood there for a moment till I realized he meant I should get naked. They watched me avidly as I slowly unbuttoned my blouse. they seemed surprised I was not wearing a bra and stared at my crotch when it was obvious I had no panties.

I decided not to try to be coy and stood facing them. When I stood there with my arms at my side totally naked shivering with excitement he said, "I can see why you chose option two. You obviously are not modest. Don't you ever wear underclothes?"

"No. My boyfriend said that I would be more careful not to show my panties if I was not wearing any and it seems silly to wear just a bra.

"How interesting. That explains why the men teachers have you seated in front of their desks. Why don't you have hair on your crotch?"

I felt embarrassed remembering that I had sometimes opened my legs at my seat to tease the teacher and put my hands over it. When he frowned I moved them away again as I explained I did not want any hair to show around my bathing suit.

"That must be a really skimpy suit. Now then get up on this table on your knees."

Miss Hauser had dragged a heavy three feet by four foot table away from the wall. It had handles on each end. I was pretty sure what the handles would be used for. Then she had me hold my wrists together while she wrapped what looked like a diaper around them. She explained that the diaper would keep the rope from cutting into my wrists if I jerked on them. While she was doing this he stood on a chair to loop a rope around a hook in the ceiling. Then they tied ropes to my legs just above my knees pulled my legs apart and tied the ropes to the handles. They took their time with the tying. They must have enjoyed the foreplay. Finally they had my legs spread to their satisfaction as I knelt there taking quavering breaths with my eyes closed. Abruptly I felt and heard a slap as he brought his hand up sharply between my legs as he said,

"Stand up straight!"

Then they tightened the rope from my arms to the hook till most of my weight was off my knees. To my frustration they still did not start the whipping as they talked about me as If I was not there.

"See how proper posture makes the body look better, Miss Hauser?"

"Oh yes I agree. Her stomach is so nice and flat and her breasts seem firmer and higher. Just feel them."

Mr Rogers wasn't satisfied with just a feel. He compressed them and then pulled them out by tugging on the nipples. My breathing became more ragged by the minute and then became pants as Miss Hauser tugged on the skin just above my gash to pull the lips back together and release to have them come apart again which was having an effect on my clitoris.

"Young girls have such flexible skin Look at this. And this!" At that she spread my lips tight against my inner thighs as I gasped with the pain of the stretching.

Finally they were ready to begin and I understood this was to be a team effort as Miss Hauser went to the closet to bring out another whip.

Miss Hauser stood at one side while Mr Rogers stood at the other alternating lashes to my butt,thighs, and front with fore hands and back hands about a second apart. They had perfect timing as one was bringing the lash back the other would hit so the pain was nearly constant. The pain and excitement increased as the lashes at my back began curling around my tender thighs while the lashes at front crawled up my stomach to give me an orgasm when my breasts jumped violently from a lash directly across my nipples followed quickly by a lash directed down at my butt to bring the ends against my open gash. I began to drive my hips back and forth to meet the lashes. Now all the rest were hitting my breasts or drooling pussy.

Finally it was over and I heard Miss Hauser say,

"We'll let you settle down for a minute." as Mr Rogers jerked her into the nurses room next door.

I hung there panting and throbbing for minutes with pussy-juice trickling down my thighs and after shocks wracking my body until I finally started breathing normally and began to cramp from the stretching caused by the ropes. I could tell from the noises next door Miss Hauser was getting her brains fucked out.

Finally they came out and untied me. As I was getting dressed he said,

"I have to admire you. other girls we have whipped just came apart, screaming and fighting up to the point they fainted. We have another program you may be interested in. Your behavior has generally been good but your grades are below average. Evidentally study is a pain for you. We can substitute one kind of pain for another. You can earn points by duties or punishments to raise your grade average to whatever level you wish."

God knows my grades needed help but at this time my life was too complicated to accept two more masters. I hesitantly declined. "I appreciate the opportunity you are offering but right now I couldn't make a decision. I'll think about it though."