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Equality Wins
By Anonymous (address withheld)

***

Student Sarah Jessup is disciplined when she cheats on 
a school paper, so is her enabler. (FF, spank)

***

Sarah Jessup sat in the secretary's outer office. Her 
stomach was doing flip-flops at the thought of her 
calling by the headmistress. There could only be two 
reasons. Either Mrs. Cohen had discovered that she had 
been the one to write those disparaging remarks on the 
restroom stalls or Mrs. Cohen had discovered that 
Sarah's paper for composition class had not been 
entirely her own writing.

"Miss Jessup, please do come in."

Sarah walked through that dreaded inner door. She heard 
the outer door of the office open once again, but the 
inner door closed before she could see the person's 
identity.

"Have a seat," Mrs. Cohen directed Sarah as she picked 
up her phone.

"Ah, good. Please ask them to have a seat. I'll be with 
them shortly."

Great, some other girls were waiting outside in the 
office. Now they would have a good look at her when she 
had to exit, bottom smarting and tears flowing, through 
the secretary's office. 

Mrs. Cohen withdrew a paper from her desk drawer. 
Sarah's heart dropped. This would mean much worse 
punishment than what would have been if it were only 
for her filthy writings on the stalls.

"A good paper, Miss Jessup. Your argument for equality 
in the workplace is a most brilliant one."

Sarah started. She was being praised, not punished. 
Thank God! "Thank you, ma'am."

Mrs. Cohen nodded. "Are these your true feelings, or 
did you just write it for Miss Cromly's benefit." The 
whole school knew the Miss Cromly hated the fact that 
women were treated as inferiors when it came to monthly 
wages and other such things.

"Oh, no, ma'am. I truly believe that men and women 
should be treated as equals in all things."

"What about front-line combat during wars?"

"Even in those areas, ma'am. If a man is expected to 
give his all for his country, then why should women not 
be expected to give the same."

"Quite so. What about in the school systems?"

"Ma'am?"

"Should the schools recognize that there are 
differences between males and females in the schools?"

"Oh, no, ma'am. I mean there are, uh, physical 
differences, but that doesn't hinder performance 
capabilities."

Mrs. Cohen looked puzzled. "What difference would the 
physical differences make?"

A slow blush infused Sarah's face. "Well, ma'am, I 
realize that there are certain... uh... um... 
desires... oh dear... wants... no, I didn't..."

"It's alright, Miss Jessup. I understand, please 
continue."

"Thank you, ma'am. What I mean is that I understand the 
need to keep boys and girls separated in that... um... 
area."

"Yes, quite." Mrs. Cohen chuckled to herself. She 
remembered a most thorough paddling from her own 
headmistress for sneaking out to visit a boy all those 
years ago. Ah, the foolishness of youth.

Sarah's blush hadn't lessened. "But in terms of other 
areas, then equality should be the norm."

Mrs. Cohen leaned forward. "What about in the area of 
corporal punishment?"

"Ma'am?"

"Well, as you know, the boys at the academy just over 
the hill are punished, at times, by a caning with 
pant... err... underthings down. Do you feel that this 
would also be proper for a girl?"

Sarah knew that none of the girls here were punished in 
that manner. At worst, a caning could be administered 
to the bare hands, but never to the bottom. The worst 
measure for the bottom would be to meet the paddle with 
panties down. "Well, ma'am, I probably wouldn't care 
for such a measure, but it would be a step toward 
equality, yes."

"Precisely, but would you vote for such a measure?"

"Well... yes, I believe that I would."

"So you feel that what is good enough for an errant 
young man should also be good enough for an errant 
young woman?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Let's talk about the paper you submitted."

Sarah was puzzled. "I thought that we were."

"No, we were talking of your personal beliefs."

"Well, my beliefs are in that paper, ma'am."

Mrs. Cohen smiled. "Yes, I'm sure they are. What I 
found to be interesting was the fact that Mr. Holmes, 
the headmaster for out neighboring school, called me to 
discuss a most excellent paper turned in by a young man 
in his school."

Sarah's heart and face fell. She had been tricked.

Mrs. Cohen saw in Sarah's face all of the guilt that 
she needed to see. "Which of you actually wrote the 
paper, Miss Jessup? Was it you, or was it Mark Callin?"

"Mark did, ma'am," Sarah whispered.

"I see. Did you copy his paper with or without his 
knowledge?"

Sarah remained silent, so Mrs. Cohen picked up her 
phone and asked her secretary to show in the visitors. 

In through Mrs. Cohen's door walked Mark and Mr. 
Holmes. Sarah started.

Mrs. Cohen asked them to be seated. "Young Miss Jessup 
will not tell me if her copying was done with or 
without Mr. Callin's knowledge."

Mr. Holmes answered. "Mr. Callin informed me that he 
knowingly allowed his paper to be copied."

"Where and when did they meet to allow this violation?"

"Mr. Callin informs me that it was done in the Common 
Library."

"Miss Jessup, is this true?"

"Yes ma'am."

Mrs. Cohen sighed. Well, no curfew violations there at 
least. 

The Common Library was a building located between both 
schools so both girls and boys were allowed in there. 
Of course, the library was under strict supervision so 
that no foolishness went on, but a young man and a 
young woman just sitting at the same table would not be 
questioned.

Mrs. Cohen stood up and began to pace. "Miss Jessup, 
even though she did not write the paper, agrees 
wholeheartedly with its views. In fact, she even agrees 
that errant school students should receive the same 
punishments for the same offenses."

Sarah was fuming. She had been tricked into this whole 
mess.

"Mr. Holmes," Mrs. Cohen asked the headmaster, "what is 
the normal punishment for a boy in your academy when he 
is found guilty of plagiarism?"

"Six strokes of the cane applied to the bare."

"And for one who allows his paper to be copied for that 
purpose?"

"The same, if the offense is done with the writer's 
full knowledge."

"As in this case. Did you bring your cane?"

"It's in the outer office."

"If you would be so kind..."

Mr. Holmes got up and went out into the secretary's 
office. In his hand he held the boys cane. Sarah was 
frightened beyond reason.

"Marjorie, would you please escort Miss Jessup into 
your office for a time?"

Sarah was led into the secretary's office and the door 
to Mrs. Cohen's office was closed. Soon Sarah heard the 
unmistakable sound of a cane meeting the bare flesh of 
Mark's bottom. Mark remained silent for two strokes, 
but on the third, he let out a cry that could be heard 
from here to his own academy. Sarah was scared out of 
her mind. A few minutes after the last stroke had 
landed, the door opened and a crying Mark was deposited 
into the room.

"Miss Jessup, would you please come in?"

Sarah walked slowly into Mrs. Cohen's office. Mr. 
Holmes had a sleeve rolled up and was swishing the cane 
as if practicing for a most painful session."

"Miss Jessup, would you kindly assume the position over 
my desk?"

Sarah bent over the large desk. She felt her skirt 
lifted and pinned. When Mrs. Cohen's hands tugged at 
her panties, however, Sarah leapt up and protested 
mightily.

"Miss Jessup, I thought it was your opinion that 
equality was to be the norm?"

"But, ma'am, Mr. Holmes will see..."

"You should have thought of that when you were so busy 
plagiarizing Mr. Callin's paper. Assume the position, 
young lady, and I'll brook no further protests!"

Sarah resumed her position over Mrs. Cohen's desk. Huge 
sobs wracked her body and her face was as red as a 
beet. She felt a wave of humiliation as she felt her 
panties lowered to mid-thigh. She knew that all that 
she possessed was now on display for Mr. Holmes.

She felt she coolness of the cane touch against her 
bare bottom. She felt it bounce up and down at least 
twenty times as Mr. Holmes prepared to deliver a most 
devastating strike. It was withdrawn for a longer 
period and suddenly made a "whoop" sound that ended 
with a sharp rifle crack against her bare bum.

Sarah let out a terrific yelp and jumped up, grabbing 
her bum and howling considerably. Mrs. Cohen roughly 
grabbed her and forced her into a bending position over 
the desk again. She sobbed as she felt the cane once 
again bouncing up and down upon her fiery bum. 

"Whoop...CRACK!!!" 

Again she broke free and hopped up and down for a bit. 
She bawled and pleaded, but Mrs. Cohen forced her into 
position again. This time, Mrs. Cohen levered herself 
into a more stable position.

The cane tapped at her sore bottom again for a time. 

"Whoop...CRACK!!!" 

Sarah let out an ear-splitter, but she couldn't manage 
to fight her way up this time. The cane was replaced 
and it resumed its tapping. 

"Whoop...CRACK!!!" 

Sarah screamed at the top of her lungs. She began to 
cough and choke upon her sobs. There was a long wait 
while she calmed down. Then the cane began to tap 
again. 

"Whoop...CRACK!!!" 

Sarah let loose a string of phrases that made Mrs. 
Cohen blush.

"You probably deserve double for that, but I'll wait 
until you've healed up and then I'll give you a good 
dose of the paddle for saying such filth."

Tapping resumed for the final stroke. Sarah felt the 
cane tapping on the lowest part of her bum. 

"Whoop...CRACK!!!!!!!!" 

Sarah's eyes bulged out and her mouth let out a 
tremendous shriek. That last one was at least twice as 
hard as the previous five. It had impacted at the 
junction of thigh and buttocks. Mrs. Cohen held her in 
place for about five minutes until her sobs and screams 
had quieted somewhat.

After that, Mrs. Cohen roughly pulled her panties into 
place, eliciting a few more cries as the abrasive 
material rubbed against the raised weals. She was led 
sobbing into the secretary's office. Mrs. Cohen 
informed her secretary to inscribe Sarah's name into 
the punishment book as having received six strokes of 
the cane, panties down. 

Marjorie's eyes widened slightly at that, but she 
filled in the proper punishment. Mrs. Cohen also 
informed her to make a note to recall Miss Jessup in 
thirty days to receive a paddling for using disgraceful 
language.

Mrs. Cohen then left the two punished students in 
Marjorie's office and invited Mr. Holmes into her own 
for some tea.

"A most interesting day," Mr. Holmes remarked.

"Quite. I dare say, we've probably lost a proponent for 
equality in these last few minutes." Both laughed and 
sipped their tea.

END

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