A surprise from Miss Woods Karen came up to Margaret in the corridor. ‘Miss Woods wants to see you in her office.’ ‘What does she want now, she’s a right pain in backside that one.’ Retorted Margaret. ‘She didn’t say, but she looked pretty angry to me.’ Said Karen. ‘Oh well, s’pose I’d better go and see what the old bag wants. D’you know she’s always on at me.’ Groaned Margaret. ‘I wouldn’t say she’s an old bag, she’s only in her late twenties. A young one perhaps.’ Laughed Karen. ‘Well, whatever, I just don’t like her. Anyway I’d better go and see what she wants. See yer.’ Said Margaret. ‘See you.’ Replied Karen. Margaret made her way to Miss Woods’s office, cursing under her breath. She knocked and went in. The young Miss Woods was sitting at her desk dressed in a track suit. ‘Ah yes, Margaret Jenkins, just the girl I want to see.’ Said Miss Woods with a hint of sarcasm. Margaret’s mind was far from listening to Miss Woods. She had spotted a cane lying on top of a cabinet. Surely Miss Woods isn’t going to use that, only the head uses a cane. ‘I’ve called you in here to discuss your disciplinary record,’ continued Miss Woods. Margaret ignored her; her mind was still on the cane. ‘Jenkins, are you listening to me.’ Said Miss Woods in a raised voice. ‘Oh, er, sorry Miss Woods, what did you say?’ ‘I’ll thank you to listen when I’m talking.’ Snapped Miss Woods angrily. ‘I’m sorry Miss, my mind was elsewhere.’ Explained Margaret. ‘Well you’d better bring it back here. I’ve got some serious talking to do.’ ‘I’m sorry Miss. What was it you wanted to talk to me about?’ Replied Margaret, hoping to keep on the right side of Miss Woods just in case she might use the cane. ‘It’s your disciplinary record. This term particularly; it’s been appalling. You’ve had detentions, lines and I’ve had to slipper you once and that’s apart from slipperings before this term. You’ve been given chance after chance but still you persist in misbehaving. Is there any reason for this?’ ‘It just seems to be back luck.’ Replied Margaret. ‘What do you mean, bad luck?’ demanded Miss Woods. ‘Things just seem to go wrong or I seem to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. I just can’t help it.’ Protested Margaret. ‘That’s nonsense and you know it.’ Snapped Miss Woods ‘I dread to think how many chances I’ve given you to improve, each time you tell me you will and nothing happens. I’ve given you the slipper on several occasions and that hasn’t worked. Quite frankly my patience is exhausted. Is there anything else you wish to add? ‘ ‘Not really Miss, I do try, I really do.’ ‘I don’t know how many times I’ve heard that, Well, I’ve been to see Mrs Rodgers about this and we’ve agreed that more drastic measures will have to be used. Normally I would send you straight to see her but on this occasion she has gone away for a few days so she has authorised me to punish you, which means that I shall have to cane you.’ Said Miss Woods. ‘Oh no Miss, not the cane please.’ ‘Yes Margaret, the cane’ stated Miss Woods. ‘But couldn’t you slipper me instead?’ pleaded Margaret. ‘I’ve just told you that I’ve tried that, so it’s got to be the cane. I’ve never caned a girl before and it’s not something I want to do but it’s got to be done.’ Said Miss Woods getting up and walking over to pick up the cane. Margaret suddenly felt tears welling up in her eyes. ‘Now Margaret I want you to bend over.’ Said Miss Woods giving the cane a swish. At this Margaret burst into tears. ‘Stop that nonsense, it doesn’t impress me one little bit.’ Snapped Miss Woods.’Now do as I say and bend over.’ This was a side of Miss Woods that Margaret hadn’t seen before and now she was terrified. Up until now she had regarded Miss Woods as a nice lady who was a bit of a pushover; all of a sudden that had changed. She hadn’t envisaged a fit twenty something gym mistress wielding a whippy cane across her backside. Reluctantly she bent over and out her hands on her knees. ‘Right over girl,’ snapped Miss Woods. She really means business thought Margaret bending further down and holding her ankles. She had never been told to do this before, all her slipperings had been over the desk. Margaret felt the cane tapping on her bottom as Miss Woods took aim. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Miss Woods’s tracksuited legs and white plimsolls. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. In a matter of seconds she heard a swish and THWACK! Oooooowwww! Yelled Margaret, letting go of her ankles and jerking up only to be immediately to feel Miss Woods’s hand on her back pushing her down again. Tears were now flowing. THWACK! As the cane thudded across Margaret’s skirt. Oooooouuuch! Even the combined thickness of her skirt, slip and knickers seemed to offer no protection against that stinging cane. Miss Woods was determined to make each one count. Again Margaret tried to get up but Miss Woods was having none of it and pushed her back down again. THWACK! Oooooowwww Poor Margaret jumped up and grabbed her backside, tears running down her red cheeks. This time Miss Woods didn’t push her back down again but left Margaret to stand nursing her sore backside while she replaced the cane. ‘Well Margaret. How do you feel about your disciplinary record now?’ asked Miss Woods standing with her arms folded in front of Margaret. ‘I’ll try and make it better in future.’ Snivelled Margaret. ‘You won’t try, you Will make it better.’ Insisted Miss Woods. ‘Yes Miss.’ Replied Margaret. ‘If we have any more trouble from you you’ll go straight to the head, and believe me she hits harder than I do. Is that clear?’ ‘Yes Miss.’ Replied Margaret still nursing her sore backside. ‘Now get out of my sight.’ Snapped Miss Woods angrily. Margaret needed no second telling as she made for the door. She opened it to find a group of girls congregating outside. Among them was Karen who came forward and put her arm around Margaret. ‘You poor thing, we couldn’t believe you were getting it on your bum, normally it’s only on your hands.’ ‘I saw her taking the cane into her office earlier,’ said one of the other girls.’didn’t realise who it was for.’ ‘Didn’t think Woodsy would ever cane anybody, it’s not like her.’ Said another. ‘and on the bum as well.’ Said another. Margaret said nothing as Karen led her away.
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