Hmmmm, Miss Kenworthy looks a bit disturbed, and angry. I wonder what has happened in her school this time?
She is looking through somebodies Punishment Record it seems, and there is a lot of exasperated gasps and tuts. “Oh dear, does she never learn? She is going to pay for this….my word she is!”
Her Secretary buzzes a message, saying that the naughty girl is here.
“Send her in!”Miss Kenworthy instructs.
Knock, knock, knock….
“Enter.”
The well oiled rising hinges let the stout old oak door swing effortlessly open and a well known face pees around the edge of it.
“Well, don’t dilly dally there, letting all the heat out, come in!”
She walks in, full of trepidation, and closes the door behind her. She takes a big deep breath and turns around. “Hello, Miss Kenworthy.”
“Hello!!! HELLO!!!????….you walk in here like you are visiting your Granny for Sunday tea and say hello. Have I given you permission to speak, have you learned nothing from all your visits to me girl!” An exasperated Miss Kenworthy blasts.
I suppose you are wondering who the naughty girl is?
Let me take you back three quarters of an hour, and tell you of a telephone call from Mr.Regal, the manager of the Roxy Cinema in the centre of town.
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Miss Kenworthy presses the intercom button. “Yes?”
“It’s Mr.Regal from the Roxy wanting to speak to you Miss Kenworthy.”
“Really? That’s odd! Put him on.” She presses number 9 on the small switchboard…..”Hello?”
“My word, school uniforms have changed since I was at school, do all your girls parade around town, like tarts, in skimpy shorts?” An irritated voice booms down the line.
“No, we have a very strict dress code and woe betide any girl who does not adhere to it.” An annoyed Miss Kenworthy replies. “I presume you are Mr.Regal?”
“Yes, I am…..I have just had to drag a kicking and squealing girl out into the foyer for disturbing the afternoon matinee. Her tiny little shorts and knickers were around her ankles, and her legs quivering high in the air displaying what everyone should not see, as a boy was frantically rubbing where he should not and she was returning the compliment with her hand gripped around his penis, and her forearm fling back and forth like a violinist!!! The woman in front got a very sticky mess flying over her shoulder, as the girl in question screamed filthy language as she was in the throws of what looked like sexual hysteria! When the ladies before them told them to behave, they were told in no uncertain terms to go forth and multiply!! They shouted to the usher to stop the show and throw them out, and I was called. I found the girl in question in a disheveled state pulling her knickers up and the boy fastening his flies! Then one old lady shouted ….”I know here, she lives near me! Its Kate Blushard, she goes to Saint Helena High School for Wayward Girls! Some good they are doing, she should be there now I reckon!”Mr Regal boomed, making Miss Kenworthy hold the phone at arms length!
A shocked Miss Kenworthy could hear Kate’s voice telling him to ‘Shut his big gob!’.
“I am getting a taxi, throwing her in it, and sending her back to your school! And I suggest you get a grip on things, and I don’t mean like this little slapper had! You will of course pay for the damn taxi! …Good Day to you Madam.” The phone was slammed down and the secretary ordered to meet the taxi and pay the fare.
Time ticked by, and here she was.
In she walked, the top half of her in blouse and tie, her hair in bunches like a girl in the St.Trinian’s films, and the tightest little black shorts, with white socks and plimsols!
…oooOOOooo…
Now let us go back to the start, if you recall Miss Kenworthy was sat looking pensive, and annoyed. You can now see why. She found out via her Form Mistress that Kate had rung in sick that morning. So…..she had lied, played truant, disgraced the uniform and much much more. It was Monday, she decided to punish Kate every day of the week until the weekend. When she would be sent home with a note to her parents, describing what she had been up to, with a strong recommendation of further hard punishments, every day, until she came back to school after a weeks suspension!
…oooOOOooo…
Kate of course knew nothing of this when she entered and said ‘hello’.
In the tightest tiniest shorts Miss Kenworthy had ever seen, Kate walked in as beckoned.
“What a complete disgrace you look Kate!” Miss Kenworthy said with all the sweetness of an acid drop.
more to come…
Asa
If I was Miss Kenworthy I’d take Kate by the ear to the gym changing room where she’d be stripped made to shower, then kitted out with more suitable items from the lost property box, would if she’ll enjoy spending the rest of the day dressed in gym knickers vest and mismatched plimsolls
Oh dear Kate.
Will the girls under Miss Kenworthy ever learn?
I for one hope not. If they do all our wonderful material will dry up.
Yes – Charlotte and Kate (and Suzette) please carry on being naughty, long may you never learn your lessons.
Well said Fishmiester! What on earth would I do, if they all turned good….arrrrrgh! no! No! NOOOO!!! I best that what’s Hell is like, all full of good girls!!
Well said Fred, my studio is almost done, she is going to find herself in many predicaments in this story, both at school, and at home!!
Oh, just how gorgeous and stern is Miss Kenworthy ……….!? What a set of pictures ……….!!
She is rather lovely isn’t she John.