Archive for ‘School & College Stories’

November 20, 2014

A Schoolday Memory

A life-changing incident is remembered years later when two old friends meet.

By Katherine Jones

The early evening air was misty, damp and cold as I made my way, wrapped in my new winter coat, through the central London pre-Christmas throng.

The question of why Kelly Harmon had agreed to meet up with me was turning over in my mind as I approached the pub we had established as our place of rendezvous and made my way down the stairs into the basement bar.

The incident involving Kelly in 1984 was burned into my memory. What I saw that day had excited but unsettled me in equal measure. It was the first time that I had understood I had an interest in corporal punishment and probably always would have.

November 20, 2014

The Puzzle

An act of chivalry appears to land a boy in trouble while his girlfriend gets away with it.

By Joanna Jones

I staggered slowly out of the headmaster’s office, unable to stop myself clutching the back of my trousers, and barely able to hold in the tears that, despite my eighteen years, still threatened to escape my eyes.

Five minutes previously, I had been reluctantly unbuckling my belt and fly to reveal my plain white Y-fronts, then, trousers around ankles, that same white fabric had been stretched tight across my backside as I reluctantly bent over for six of Mr Gillespie’s very best. Senior cane for a senior boy, or so he said.

November 14, 2014

Emma Stiles’ Two Detentions

Another Emma Stiles story. Despite having two detentions to serve she manages to get in more trouble.

By Gillian Howard

On the way to school, knowing that I had to serve a 1 hour detention tonight under the watchful eye of Mr Traynor, I was talking to Jane and Christine about the dance we were all going to on Saturday. They asked me if I was going to be wearing the underwear that Madame Rebois had bought me and I replied that I didn’t want Steve, my date for the night, getting the wrong ideas.

I was not looking forward to detention as Mr Traynor was a teacher who used the slipper a lot and was known as a severe user. In fact Jane commented on this fact as we approached the school gates as he had given her the only slippering she had ever had last term. As she had never been caned either it came as quite a shock as to how painful it was.

November 12, 2014

Tending Stripes

A girl goes to the aid of her boyfriend and lands them both in trouble.

By Joanna Jones

“Hey Sally! Have you heard? Liam got whacked this morning!”

“What!?” I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at my friend, Frances, who had just caught up with me, having been in a different class just before the lunch break.

“Apparently he cycles to school and a car got a bit too close to him and nearly knocked him off. He let fly at the driver with a load of verbal abuse. Unfortunately Mr Arthurs was in the car behind.”

Fran paused, giving me a chance to guess the rest. Our Deputy Head was a stern man.

November 10, 2014

The Gentle Woman (1935)

A headmistress’s private life becomes entangled with her work.

By Jane Fairweather

“Please no more, Miss Hektor! Please no more!”

Miss Rosemary Hektor, Headmistress of the Combe Castle School for Girls, was lying in her pleasantly warm bath and getting a considerable amount of pleasure from imagining the caning of Christine Cawthorne, the prettiest of her young mistresses, for incompetence. She imagined Miss Cawthorne’s lovely, tightly be-knickered young bottom rising and falling under the imaginary rod after perhaps some pleading and the raising of the skirts. More mundane things called, though, including some well deserved discipline for the girls who had been making Miss Cawthorne’s life a misery in the real world.

October 24, 2014

In My Imagination – A poem

By David

In my imagination, you’d be bent

To take a taste of corporal punishment

Delivered by a long thin cane, designed

For great effect upon a girl’s behind,

Its power to sting severely much improved

When skirts that cover buttocks are removed.


As each cruel cut inflames your cringing rear

You gasp and groan, then shed a bitter tear.

Once over, fix your uniform with care

Lest tender cheeks be chafed by underwear,

Then stumble from the scene, hands vainly rubbing

Those regions where the rod has done its drubbing.


Later, before the mirror, you survey

The damage done and see, to your dismay,

Red stripes that cross your crevice, cheek to cheek.

You’ll not sit down in comfort for a week.

October 24, 2014

An English Education

Two girls are in more trouble than they feared. By a new writer to us.

By David

It was with some trepidation that Annabel and Hattie knocked on the Principal’s door and entered his outer office. Mr Foreman’s secretary took the slip of paper that Annabel was holding and went in to see him, reappearing a moment later and ushering them inside. Once the inner door was closed, they were left to face him across his desk.

“Well girls,” said Mr Foreman, “Even though you are Upper Sixth students, I see that you’ve been causing such disruption in class that you have been sent to me with a request that I punish you. What do you have to say about this?”

October 19, 2014

Gap Year

As a means to an end, a girl attends an extremely traditional school.

By Bella Bryce

The formal notice arrived on crisp ivory paper with the school’s crest displayed prominently at the top, as if it were making a grand entrance straight out of the envelope. Samantha frowned as she began to read.  ‘Report to the Prefects on grounds of suspicion for rule breaking??’

“Bullocks! What’ve I done – breathed wrong??”

Her outburst fell on deaf ears, and she sounded ridiculous shouting at a piece of paper. She read on for another line and then crumpled the letter. Sam could care less, because firstly, she wasn’t guilty, and secondly, if she was, it wasn’t her fault. Thirdly, she wasn’t going. She had sprints to run and dribbling to perfect before her first Langton football match. Centre forwards didn’t score goals with their eyes closed, they scored goals because they ran their arses off and practiced outside of practice. The whole reason she was on scholarship at Langton School was because of her talent on the football pitch, not because of her grades.

October 17, 2014

Emma Stiles

Trouble ensues when the strict school uniform regulations are not adhered to.

By Gillian Howard

In 1967 I passed my 11+ exam and was rewarded with a place at our local grammar school. The school had gone co-educational the previous year because our small town could not support two separate grammar schools. I was the first member of our family to pass the 11+ and my parents and grand parents were really proud of me.

At junior school my behaviour was generally very good although I had been told off several times and was once sent out to stand in corridor for an hour. At this time it was common for pupils to receive corporal punishment and we had heard that at the secondary school it was very common for teachers to cane pupils in front of the class on a regular basis. At the grammar School we had heard that corporal punishment still took place but not as often.

October 12, 2014

The Lesser Evil

Catching a girl with tobacco in her possession leads to a dilemma for a teacher. By another new writer to us.

By Bill Bond

Lucy chatted to her friends as the maths class tidied up at the end of a busy Thursday in Croft Girls’ School. Her mind had already left school and was looking forward to a fun evening at Jane’s house, filled with pizza, gossip and whatever the TV had to offer. Perhaps it was absent mindedness that led to her mistake; as she clumsily picked up her open pencil case it dropped on to the desk, right under Mr Stevens’ nose.