Operation Scorched Arse - The Woody Back to School Unit

Operation Scorched ArseThe gals on the landings looked startled. Thecrack of the cane exploding off Deborah Morton’sbumbags had echoed through the building like a rifleshot.During the walkthrough they had noticedJackie Ivanhoe following behind the Debs and Catparade. As Deborah was hustled out of the corridorand into the stairwell at the end of each landing Ivanwould stoop down and prop open the door. Theintent had eluded them until they heard theunmistakable sound of rattan ricocheting offgossamer.Katie Beck grinned gleefully. She was seated inher office with the door open and she heard thesound of the caning cracking off Deborah’s bumbagsas clearly as if it was coming from next door in theBeak’s study. She loved it when a plan cametogether.Deborah Morton’s head jerked back, her facecontorted in agony. The past few days had not beenkind to Deborah’s rear end. In the space of less thana week she had been caned three times and all of thepunishments had been from the top end of thespectrum. Even a whop-hardened veteran likeDeborah was suffering from a touch of the residuals.The cane had swiped across her slightly tenderbehind with the sting and venom of a rattle snake.When her eyes opened she was confronted by thegloating looks of Yvonne and Janet. She slumpedback into a full hangover and panted in unexpurgatedmisery.