Factual accounts of Female CP
For many years I have collected many factual and verified accounts of spankings, slippering and canings administered in schools, institutions, workplaces and in the home. I will add a few here.
My interest in spanking a discipline is probably so ingrained it’s not worth trying to work out when or why but I do know that my sisters schooling was the catalyst.
She changed school mid way through her Secondary education when we moved to St Albans In Hertfordshire. She attended rather well to do school that was much different from the school she left.
In Katie’s first week she found friends and walking home with one of her new found friends through ST Albans park they were seen smoking by a teacher driving past. Her friend Cathy spotted the teacher and remarked that they were dead!
When Katie returned home she was not her usual self. I could tell something was wrong and being the elder brother I was worried that something had happened to upset her in her new surroundings. Eventually she confided in me what had happened. I had no idea she smoked and was actually cross with her.
She told me she was worried about the next day. It hadn’t occurred to me that they used corporal punishment in her new school until she told me.
My mind was doing cartwheels. The thought of her being punished made me feel strange. On one hand it was exciting and on the other hand I felt little sympathy for her.
The next morning and still sullen she left for school. I didn’t see her until the evening and I was almost shaking with inquisitiveness.
She was slippered. Four hard whacks bent over with her hands on her knees. She was first so Cathy got to see the slippering
Katie said she cried. It hurt a lot and stung for ages. It was administered by her head of year.
Cathy took hers well and Katie said she couldn’t take her eyes off Cathy’s bottom. Both were sent straight to class. She had trouble sitting and was still sore that evening.
It was not Katie’s last time. In fact there were quite a few more.
But it was the first time and memorable. I will add more.
My interest in spanking a discipline is probably so ingrained it’s not worth trying to work out when or why but I do know that my sisters schooling was the catalyst.
She changed school mid way through her Secondary education when we moved to St Albans In Hertfordshire. She attended rather well to do school that was much different from the school she left.
In Katie’s first week she found friends and walking home with one of her new found friends through ST Albans park they were seen smoking by a teacher driving past. Her friend Cathy spotted the teacher and remarked that they were dead!
When Katie returned home she was not her usual self. I could tell something was wrong and being the elder brother I was worried that something had happened to upset her in her new surroundings. Eventually she confided in me what had happened. I had no idea she smoked and was actually cross with her.
She told me she was worried about the next day. It hadn’t occurred to me that they used corporal punishment in her new school until she told me.
My mind was doing cartwheels. The thought of her being punished made me feel strange. On one hand it was exciting and on the other hand I felt little sympathy for her.
The next morning and still sullen she left for school. I didn’t see her until the evening and I was almost shaking with inquisitiveness.
She was slippered. Four hard whacks bent over with her hands on her knees. She was first so Cathy got to see the slippering
Katie said she cried. It hurt a lot and stung for ages. It was administered by her head of year.
Cathy took hers well and Katie said she couldn’t take her eyes off Cathy’s bottom. Both were sent straight to class. She had trouble sitting and was still sore that evening.
It was not Katie’s last time. In fact there were quite a few more.
But it was the first time and memorable. I will add more.
