{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"3ce8d8e5-5a3c-4b4b-abbb-cdf8d7a950a2","seriesId":"3d508333-4a51-4240-a6b4-d6074ec0af64","seriesName":"The Apprentice","currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2021-05-20T17:29:43.665Z","title":"Chapter 4: The Lure Of Power","slug":"chapter-4-the-lure-of-power","shortId":"kmntGpJO","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"Amelie tries to trade being let off punishment for sexual favours ... and Nicole gets punished severely ... all in a day's work for our hero! ","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"7ec3b5ab-cf9b-4fdf-82ac-e85943182a38","title":null,"summary":"The morning’s events had shaken me up quite a bit. I was not used to being the centre of attention, ","wordCount":2118,"readTime":11,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

The morning’s events had shaken me up quite a bit. I was not used to being the centre of attention, and though I had shared the spotlight with Nicole, I had been the one putting on the show. I was much happier back in my comparatively private punishment suite.

As the lunch hour approached, I was beginning to realise that I had a new problem: I had missed breakfast so as not to be late to see the Head, and the day before my lunch hour had been spent ‘working’. I made a mental note for the future to make sure to get to breakfast and to prepare myself some sort of packed lunch, maybe a sandwich and some fruit, to get me through the day. As if to make my point, my stomach was making noises. I was almost hoping that there might not be anything to do so that I could make a quick dash to the luncheon hall, but five minutes after the lunch bell had rung, there was a line of four girls outside the office. I was a bit worried I would forget which was which, so, once they were seated in the waiting room/office I handed them each a form for the file, asking them to fill in their name and form. I then collected their slips and took them into the actual punishment room. Only as I was leaving the room did I realise that I knew two of these girls: Nicole (again!!) and Amelie!

Back in the punishment room I looked at their slips first. Nicole was in for 20 on panties, but there was an additional note from the teacher: ‘Mr Danvers, please enter this code - § 2249 112 into the computer in order to compute the correct escalation’. Good. Nicole was clearly a special case, with all of her recent visits and public punishments!

Amelie’s slip was less helpful: ’10 on skirt’. I would have to find out her escalation all by myself. I remembered that I was supposed to call in Mrs Lodenheim as a witness. I rang her number - she answered straight away. I explained and told her about the Head’s request.

“I will be there instantly - why don’t you get started with her, work out her escalations etc? But don’t get started properly until I am there.”

I called Amelie in. She was breathing hard.

“So what gives me the honour of this repeated visit?”, I asked her, somewhat patronisingly.

“I chatted in class. Twice.”, she replied.

“So, you visited twice yesterday, so that this is your third visit in two days. I’m afraid I’ll have to put this in the computer. The base line is 10 strokes on skirt.”

I entered the dates and the number of strokes. It appeared that, having once visited twice in one day, another visit within seven days doubled the escalations again, making four in all, because the computer spat out:

Option 1: \t32 skirt

Option 2: \t24 panties

Option 3: \t18 bare

Option 4: \t13 dressed just in bra

“So,” I asked her, who could not see the screen, “what is it to be?”

“How about I get naked and you don’t give me any strokes at all?”, she gasped, under her breath. “I could let you touch me, if you want …”

I looked at her, abashed.

At that very moment, there was a knock on the door and Mrs Lodenheim entered. I had to think quickly.

“Err, thank you, Mrs Lodenheim. Amelie, the Head has requested that Mrs Lodenheim be present for your punishments until further notice.”

She looked pitiful. This was clearly not going the way she had planned. I have to admit that I wasn’t too thrilled, either.

“So, I had just asked you what punishment you think would be appropriate in these circumstances.”

Mrs Lodenheim had walked round to my side of the desk and was checking out the computer screen.

“Err, let me think. How many escalations do I get?”

I looked at Mrs Lodenheim, who shook her head.

“I am not at liberty to say. It is for you to judge what punishment you deserve.”

“Ok. 30 on skirt?”

I wasn’t too sure what to do next, but Mrs Lodenheim was there to help.

“I am afraid that’s insufficient. Enter her suggestion into the computer, Mr Danvers!”

I did, and the computer returned:

Option 1: 42 skirt

Option 2: 32 panties

Option 3: 24 bare

“It’ll be 42 on skirt, I’m afraid”, I announced. I did not want to raise Mrs Lodenheim’s suspicions that I would much have preferred the other options, and even more the option Amelie had outlined before she so rudely interrupted us.

Amelie was not thrilled, but took the 42 whacks with dignity. She nevertheless left defeated, with a sigh, and a few tears, afterwards.

“Ok”, said Mrs Lodenheim, I guess I’ll return to my other duties then. Well done, Tom!”

I thought for a moment that it would probably be the professional thing to ask her to stay for Nicole’s punishment, but the moment passed and she was gone.

I next called in the girl who had chatted with Amelie in class - she, too, was to get 10 on skirt, but there were no escalations. She nonetheless screamed her head off when I laid into her with the cane - I guess I was rather frustrated and took it out on her to some extent.

The next girl, Aoife, was to get 20 on panties - slightly more interesting, granted, but I was preoccupied with Nicole’s coming punishment. Still, that was a nice behind, barely covered by her cotton panties, and a bit of dampness was noticeable between her legs …

Afterwards, she got dressed quickly and left. Now for Nicole …

“What happened to you?”, I asked her. “Have you not had enough?”

“Well, I got teased and made fun of all morning, so I snapped and told them to all just fuck off. Bad mistake.”

“Indeed. I am supposed to enter a code for your escalations …”

I did. The computer screen showed the following instructions:

“Please ask the student to name her own punishment as she considers appropriate, including whether this should be administered on her skirt, panties, bare, dressed in just a bra or fully naked.

The student will receive that punishment today and the chosen punishment plus 50 cane strokes every Monday, Wednesday and Friday for three weeks. Her dress will be determined according to her choice as follows:

Nude = nude

Bra = bra

Bare = bare

Panties = bra

Skirt = nude”

I am not a sadist by nature - but I found the deviousness of these instructions extremely exciting.

“Ok, Nicole. You know the drill!”, (or at least you think you do, I thought to myself). “What do you consider an appropriate punishment? Remember all your previous visits to this office … and what happened in assembly this morning. The computer suggests some pretty serious stuff …”

“Err, oh no. I don’t know. Hmm. Can’t you give me a clue?”

“Not really, that’s not how it works.”

“Ok, then. How about 50 on my skirt?”

I sighed. I now had to break it to her.

“I’m afraid that was not a good choice. I am instructed, based on your choice, to administer 50 strokes now and then 100 strokes every Monday, Wednesday and Friday for three weeks. You are to be fully naked for all punishments.”

I turned the screen towards her, and she read the instructions. The colour went out of her face.

“Please, don’t do this to me. I would not survive it. That’s 900 strokes on my naked skin. Please. Please.”

She was sobbing now.

“I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do. This is what I am instructed … I have no say in the matter.”

“Please. You could just say that I chose 10 on the bare. That would reduce it to 60 and I wouldn’t have to be naked.”

“I fell for this once, and you saw where you ended up as a result. It’ll be 50 today and then 100 from Monday, every second day, for three weeks. Sorry about that. Please get ready now.”

She started to sob, but got out of her skirt and began to unbutton her blouse. Her small cotton bra came into view. Knowing that this was to go, too, and very soon, was a huge turn on. However, she now turned away from me as she slid the bra off - so I only got a sideways glimpse. Down came the panties, too - again, she was facing the wrong way.

I asked her to get on the punishment frame that I had tied the naked Amelie to - you will remember that this let her breasts hang freely while giving me a way to tie her legs down spread. She only realised her predicament when she was already on the frame and her ankles and wrists secured. I attached two more velcro straps to her thighs, forcing her legs apart and exposing both her holes.

I now took a slow walk around the secured girl, drinking her in: her small, pert breasts, now hanging down but still keeping their shape, her slender frame and smooth, well-formed legs. Finally there was her round bottom, still marked by the punishment from earlier that day. I took my cane and started work. After ten strokes she was crying uncontrollably. This was no fun. After twenty, her bottom began to look very red indeed, with some purple areas. I stopped.

“I don’t think you can take any more. I think you ought to visit the school nurse - I will then confer with her about how to continue your punishments. I gave you twenty today, leaving 130 for Monday, but I will have to check with the nurse first. Please see her straight away.”

She found it hard to get dressed - putting her panties back on was particularly painful. Dressed, she hobbled out of the room. I completed her file entry and took this straight to Mrs Lodenheim to be passed to the Head, explaining my actions and that I had asked Nicole to go and see the nurse.

I was still very hungry - fortunately, there were vending machines in the hallway so that I could get myself some biscuits and chocolates. As I got back to my ‘office’, the phone was ringing off the hook. It was, unsurprisingly, Mrs Lodenheim, summoning me back to see the Head … straight away, please.

When I got back to the Headmistress’s office, the nurse was already there. Not that I had met her before, but she was wearing a nurse’s uniform, which was a bit of a giveaway! Once I got there, we were both asked into the inner sanctum.

The Head came straight to the point: “So, Miss Nobbs, you have examined Nicole and, I understand, you do not think she should receive any more canings on her bottom in the next few weeks?”

“That’s right”, the nurse confirmed. “Not only has the skin been broken in places, there are a number of deep bruises that will need some time to heal.”

“It seems like our new discipline officer, albeit acting, has learned his trade very quickly …”, the Head smiled.

“I am not so sure. Given that he is only cleared to use this one implement, this makes the sort of injuries we are witnessing her more likely. It would be great if he could be trained on a few more, like the paddle or, in Nicole’s case, the whip.”

“So you feel her punishment regime should be continued, but using the whip instead of the cane?”

“Yes, that would be the most sensible thing. She could be whipped on her back rather than caned. Could Mr Denton not receive the necessary training?”

“Well, Mr Furzton, to tell the truth, is not all that cooperative at the moment, being investigated and so on. But I’ll ask if Miss Jones from St Cuthbert’s might come over tomorrow morning to give him some training on the whip. Would that be ok with you, Tom?”

“Of course”, I said. What else could I have said?

“Nicole should then attend at lunchtime to receive the rest of today’s punishment but by way of a whipping on her back, with Miss Jones supervising. I will call St Cuthbert’s later, but I have no doubt we can make this work. Excellent.”

The nurse nodded and left. I made to leave, too, but the Head called me back:

“Mrs Lodenheim tells me that you were very responsible indeed punishing Amelie. I do not think we shall have to waste her time in the future when Amelie is being punished. We are really pleased how quickly you have risen to the occasion here!”

I was pleased, too. I had been contemplating what might have happened had Mrs Lodenheim not been there as a witness during Amelie’s punishment. I was just hoping that she wouldn’t turn into a good girl all of a sudden - I wanted to see her again, and soon!

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