Bend Over Jessica

The first day of term at Lowewood dawned and a small miracle had occurred! Reverend Jenkins was trapped by snow and couldn’t get to school. Although sad to be deprived of his company, Jessica was delighted not to have to suffer the torture of a Logic lesson! Annoyingly, Sylvie and Jemima were also trapped by snow – though, I hasten to add,  not with Reverend Jenkins – which would not only be inappropriate but given Rev J’s forthcoming nuptials with Professor Higgins, a school scandal!

Girl Guide Jessica came to the fore when at 7.30am, with the first girls arriving at 8.30am, discovered that the kitchen sink was blocked and last night’s washing up still to be done! The pipe has frozen in the sub-zero temperatures of the night before. Much swearing and handywoman-esque behaviour then took place with boiling water, plunger etc, in-between washing up in a small bowl of hot water, then disposing of the water in the garden. This, reflected Jessica grimly, given that at Lowewood today they were all going ‘Back to Basics’ and acting as Victorian schoolgirls, was very appropriate.  Luckily, the sink cleared just in time for other staff and pupils to arrive.

At assembly, the staff looked a little depleted with Reverend Jenkins snowbound and Mr Edmunds on compassionate leave. Remedial girl Abigail was made Head Girl, as Mr Shaftebotham was keen to encourage the differently-abled to assume positions of responsibility. Old girl Pippa Beaumont was back from her approved school to everyone’s delight and everyone joined in the school hymn with gusto! Then came uniform inspection, when the girls were required to kneel on the floor whilst Miss Cavendish checked that their skirts were an appropriate and decorous length – a skirt was deemed to be decorous if the hem touched the ground. Jessica, Abigail and Pippa squeaked through this test, with Rebecca and Felicity being penalised for inappropriate attire. But it was Beth Somerton who took the honours in her ankle length black skirt and long knee length white bloomers. Naughty Beth, who had been expecting to get house points knocked off for taking the piss, was surprised to gain points for the best example!

First lesson was Drama with Mr Brown, where the girls studied the morality of Romeo & Juliet. Jessica was disconcerted to lose five house points almost straight away for saying ‘Romeo & Juliet weren’t shagging until they were married’, but pleased to later get fifteen points in total for good contribution. This made up for the next lessons, Logic – where Mr Shaftebotham, convinced that the girls were upset to be missing Reverend Jenkins’s logic lesson could do some logic problems with him instead. Cue a big fat nought for Jessica and a tawsing across the spanking bench for insubordination. It hurt a lot, especially as Jessica was made to straddle the horse, forcing her up thrust bottom into a vulnerable position for the kiss of the tawse.

Then came Drill with Miss Cavendish in the assembly hall, before the girls were allowed to escape to play in the snow, happily building a snowman, making snow angels, throwing snowballs and causing tree avalanches. It was either Jessica or Rebecca that masterminded the snowballing outrage – Mr Shaftebotham and Mr Brown were enticed out to look at the snow artwork, only to find themselves coming under attack from a volley of well-aimed snowballs, forcing Mr S to use Pippa as a human shield! Snowballing thus finished badly, with Jessica, Bex, Beth, Fliss and Abigail in detention at the end of the day. Only Pippa, who had a cold, escaped…

A hearty lunch of soup and sandwiches followed, with the girls allowed the privilege of drinking a glass of white wine – but Jessica and Beth, at the far end of the table were able to appropriate a bottle and top themselves up at will. This led to an unfortunate outbreak of sleepiness, especially at the prospect of Physics with Mr Brown. The first move he made was to write a giant equation on the board, to general groans. But then, the practical part of the experiment into Terminal Velocity took place and the Lowewood girls realised they were going to drop books onto each other’s bottoms from a great height. Much hilarity ensued. Mr Brown, young and handsome, is every girl’s favourite teacher!

The hilarity was all the more unfortunate as it was Mr S, already apoplectic from the snow fight, then reappeared to teach a double lesson of History and Geography. Jessica soon perked up at History, her favourite subject, but when the marks for History were awarded found herself penalised unfairly – because Mr S had got the answer wrong! Not once but twice! Jessica, fuming, spoke up with the right answers, only to find herself being spanked on the bare for insolence and know-it-allness and failed to get house points as she expected. At break, she therefore stormed downstairs to assist Miss Cavendish with the preparation for Domestic Science and relived her feelings by banging baking trays around in the kitchens. It helped a bit…

The next lesson was English, also with Mr S. But at the beginning of this lessons, Jessica received a dreaded pink slip, ordering her to report to Mr Brown in the Father Smith wing – the punishment wing. Reluctantly, she reported as directed, to find herself confronted with her naughty behaviour at a recent party of Jemima’s, where fuelled by alcohol and encouraged by Caoifhionn, Jessica had stripped to her underwear and danced. Appalling behaviour, fumed Mr Brown. Disgusting. Letting Lowewood Academy down!

Jessica was told to bend over the spanking bench and Mr Brown began by giving her a brisk hand spanking, first over her knickers and then on the bare. She blushed a little when he pulled down her regulation knickers. It wasn’t usual at Lowewood to be spanked by one of the more handsome teachers. He lectured her on the importance of chaste behaviour and self-discipline, before swapping on to a leather strap, which zinged whippily across her bottom, making Jessica wriggle and forcing Mr Brown to put a restraining hand on Jessica’s back. He then informed her that he felt six of the best with the cane was appropriate, given the circumstances. Jessica, feeling embarrassed and ashamed at being lectured on behaving like such a slut, sniffed dolefully, but managed to take the six sharp strokes without undue fuss. It didn’t stop her, on being dismissed, to ruefully rub her sore bottom as she returned to the English class.

English passed of peacefully, as did the final lesson of the day, Domestic Science with the fragrant Miss Cavendish as the class found themselves preparing cheese and fruit scones. As these were cooling, Beth asked Miss Cavendish if she could serve Mr S and Mr Brown some home-made popcorn. What Miss Cavendish didn’t realise was that the ‘popcorn’ was packaging, shaped like popcorn! It didn’t stop Mr S and Mr Brown eating several pieces as Jessica poured them both a glass of sherry! But even teachers eventually switch on their brains and Beth soon found herself called into the staff common room whilst an irate Mr Brown and Mr S took it in turns to tawse her bottom. Poor Beth….

The last item of the school day before dinner was detention – and Jessica’s heart sank when she found herself assigned with Beth to see Mr S, who was still spitting out bits of rubber popcorn and raging about the taste of soap in his mouth! He wasted no time in pleasantries, but placed them side-by-side over two desks and started with a hard hand-spanking that had the pair of them wriggling and gasping in no time. Then out came his thickest tawse. When both bottoms were glowing scarlet, Mr S took down the Senior cane.

“This is what happens to young ladies who throw snowballs at their headmaster!” he declared ominously. They each received six hard strokes and Jessica felt the stick burn across her bottom, raising red and sore welts.

A final assembly then, at which a rueful Jessica, aware of her burning bottom, applauded as Pippa Beaumont was awarded the Father Smith Cup for ‘Decorous, Diligent and Deferential behaviour’. At least she had fish and chips for supper to look forward to! Taking a quick shower before a jolly dinner, she was aware of the hot water running over her sore bottom. Perhaps she should try not to hurl snowballs or dance in her underwear again!