Pineville High’s Celebrity Student, Part 1
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Pineville
High’s Celebrity Student, Part 1
Using
forged passes and other scams, the four teen girls had managed to
simultaneously disappear from study hall. To avoid discovery, they
hid in the Lincoln High School girl's room.
They
might have gotten away with it if Nancy hadn't pulled that pack of
cigarettes from her purse. From there, one thing led to another.
Sue pretended delight at the sight of the forbidden treasure,
pretending that she “smoked all the time”. In fact, none of the
girls had ever smoked before, and none really wanted to start. But
peer pressure is powerful, so soon each girl held a cigarette.
Again,
if Nancy hadn't had those matches, the moment would have passed
without harm. But Nancy lit her cigarette, and so the die was cast.
It took the inexperienced girls several matches to light each
cigarette, but finally it was done.
A
perceptive observer of the scene might notice that one of the girls
was subtly different from the
others.
She held her cigarette with the long graceful fingers of a pianist,
but seemed a bit needy. In the manner of an inexperienced teen, her
desperation to blend into the group instantly set her apart.
The
smoke drifted towards a box near the ceiling.
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Lincoln
High is a sturdy old building in a school district with a perennially
tight budget. The building was considered a tinder box so the
district wanted to replace it, but funding simply didn't exist. So
they had installed a state-of-the-art fire alarm system, had mandated
frequent fire drills, and had outlawed all fire hazards. Matches,
lighters and cigarettes were high on the “banned” list!
The
four girls puffed away on their cigarettes, each pretending
enjoyment. However, their coughing was infectious.
When
the fire alarm went off, the girls assumed that it was just another
drill. They certainly didn't connect it with themselves. So they
continued puffing on their cigarettes.
The
fire alarm panel informed the Principal that the source of the alarm
was in room 102G, the girl's room. Without a thought to his own
safety, he grabbed a fire extinguisher, sprinted down the hallway,
and burst through the door into the girl's room.
The
scene inside the girl's room, coupled with the distinct odor of
cigarette smoke, simultaneously calmed his fears and infuriated him.
He collared the four miscreants, put out the cigarettes, and then
walked them to his office. Just then, fire trucks and police loudly
arrived.
The
Principal canceled the fire alarm, thanked the responders and then
sent them away, restoring calm to the school. Only then did he turn
his attentions to Nancy, Sue, Alice and Melva.
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At
15, Melva Perkins was a girl who supposedly had everything. She was
beautiful, personable, amazingly talented, lived in a happy and
devoted family, and she was rich (although her parents unsuccessfully
tried to hide that fact from her).
As
a toddler, Melva's musical gift had quickly became apparent. At a
toy keyboard, she could mimic any tune she heard. First she played
with one finger, and then two. Chords quickly followed as the child
played on a succession of increasingly sophisticated keyboards.
The
purchase of a specialized small-keyboard piano was a financial
sacrifice for Melva's parents, but one that repaid them thousands of
times over! When Melva was only eight, local piano teachers had
nothing more to teach her, and it was obvious that the child was a
once-in-a-generation piano prodigy. So her parents invested again to
travel to the best master music teachers. Fortunately, Melva learned
fast.
She
made her way up through increasingly prestigious piano recitals and
competitions, where she frequently won out over competitors many
times her age. Never a diva, Melva remained unspoiled by her
success.
By
her early teens, when she finally had the finger span to use a
normal-sized keyboard, she was playing professionally. More
specifically, she had become a world-known piano soloist. Always
accompanied by a parent, she jetted to concerts worldwide, where she
played in front of the world's finest orchestras.
Melva's
youth, beauty, and her bright but respectful personality made her a
darling of the media. That media exposure made her a household name.
Network morning shows loved her! They would interview the young
lady, showcasing her beauty and bright personality, and then she
would play for the TV audience. She even did special performances
for the Public Broadcasting System, who cleverly used her popularity
to enhance their fund drives.
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So
now you know about this girl's artistic and professional life. But
she also had a healthy home life. Melva had devoted parents who
sacrificed their own careers to accommodate the pressures and
complications caused by their celebrity daughter.
No
“gold-digging” stage parents, Melva's parents avoided the
limelight and deposited much of Melva's earnings into a trust fund
for her. In certain ways though, Melva's parents were old fashioned.
In interviews about her home life, they insisted that Melva was
treated as “just one of their children”. Therefore her celebrity
status bought her no special privileges at home.
In
fact, Melva's parents expected her to shoulder her share of the
family's chores; to clean her own bedroom, take her turn at washing
dishes, and even take out the garbage.
Another
thing that Melva shared with her siblings is family discipline. All
rules that apply to her siblings, also apply to Melva. Her parents
are firm, perhaps slightly old fashioned, but never harsh or abusive.
This
is a spanking story, so it's unsurprising that the Perkins children,
including Melva, were familiar with the parental lap. In the Perkins
household, spankings were always given privately, but never secretly.
The reason for a pending spanking was always carefully explained to
all four children, and then the miscreant went into the parental
bedroom for punishment. Punishment was usually a hand spanking
applied to a bared bottom. The hairbrush was a rarely used option.
Melva
was a good kid. Being the oldest, she had had more occasions to
learn from her mistakes than her siblings. So of the four children,
Melva was spanked the least, typically no more than twice per year.
Being the good kid that she is, Melva always accepted her punishments
in the spirit that they were given. She hated being spanked, but
glowed in the forgiveness afterwords and always tried to do better in
the future.
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So
we have drawn a picture of a beautiful and intelligent young lady who
has a promising career at an age when most kids haven't even
discovered their own talents. Also, she is happy and secure in her
home life.
But
there is one thing that Melva hasn't yet achieved, and it forever
eats at her. Melva wants to be a normal high school student. She
wants to have normal friends and she wants to be treated like
everybody else.
She
wants those things, but it simply isn't happening for her!
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When
Melva's piano career had first taken off, she had exchanged school in
favor of home schooling with a professional tutor. At first it had
seemed wonderfully liberating to ditch the regimentation of the
classroom, and it certainly made it easier for her to schedule her
piano appearances. But halfway through high school she had a change
of heart. Melva loved her glamorous life as a piano celebrity, but
she also longed for the normal life of a high school student. Mostly
she wanted friends and daily interactions with her contemporaries.
For now, her main goal was to have girlfriends to giggle and to share
secrets with. But naturally, she also dreamed of boys and a future
love life
So
at the beginning of her Junior year, Melva enrolled in her local high
school. At first everyone seemed excited to have a celebrity student
in the school, but all too soon, problems arose.
Almost
immediately, other students mistook her shyness for aloofness. She
earned an undeserved reputation as an “ice queen”. It didn't
help that Melva was no celebrity to her contemporaries. Most of her
fans were adults over 60, and the classical music that she loved and
played wasn’t familiar to the average high school student. It’s
a sad fact of human nature that teens often find it easy to make fun
of something they don’t understand. So the poor girl was often
razzed in the hallways.
Simply
put: In our society, there is a price to be paid for being
different. Like it or not, Melva was different.
Naturally
Melva gravitated towards her school's music program. This turned out
to be a mistake. The school's music teacher quickly established that
she had nothing to teach Melva. Instead, Melva tried to coach some
of the school's better piano students. This didn't work out! It
seems that since Melva's talent was natural, perhaps genetic, it
wasn't transferable to others. So Melva was a flop as a coach, a
fact that did nothing for her reputation.
It
didn't help when a TV network filmed scenes of Melva in class, and
then aired a specious “fluff” piece that falsely portrayed Melva
as a normal student, loved by all in her school.
Worse,
the Principal asked her to appear in the school's annual piano
recital. When word somehow leaked to her Twitter fan site, her fans
immediately bought all the available tickets. That left few for the
friends and family of the other participants to buy. Worse yet, at
the recital Melva's fans weren't polite to the other piano players,
all of whom were far outclassed by Melva's talent.
Although
the recital was a financial boon to the school, everybody realized
that Melva's participation in it had been a mistake. The Principal
thanked Melva and apologized to her that it hadn't turned out
happily. There would be no more school piano recitals involving
Melva.
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Miserable,
Melva simply kept her head down and tried to tough out the school
year.
But
then a minor miracle happened. Sometimes we don't get to choose our
friends, sometimes they choose us! A group of three girls, outcasts
themselves, befriended Melva. The trouble was, these girls, Nancy,
Sue, and Alice, were considered to be among the school's worst
troublemakers. We might be suspicious of the girl's motives, but
actually they simply recognized Melva as “one of them”, just
another outcast.
The
result of this grouping was predictable. Melva, a “good” girl
who never before had gotten in trouble at school, ended up in big
trouble.
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So
there she was with her friends, facing a very irate Principal.
Melva
was a girl of two minds. She hated being in trouble, and dreaded the
inevitable punishment that was due. She had hated the taste of that
cigarette. She hated being caught smoking it, and she hated being in
the Principal's office. But she loved the fact that her compatriots
were in equal trouble and were by her side! Never before had she had
an experience like this. It was her private group against the world.
Although in serious trouble, Melva never before had felt like such a
true member of a group.
So
she stood there with her friends as the Principal lectured them about
smoking and the associated health and fire risk, and about sneaking
out of study hall and about disruption the entire school with the
fire alarm. He threatened to expel them, but had already eliminated
that as an option. After all, this was a first offense and no real
harm had been done.
But
as the man lectured the four girls, he worried about Melva, and he
considered the intricacies of the school's discipline policies. Boys
were easy, he simply spanked or paddled them as he saw fit. But the
prescribed corporal punishment for girls was more politically correct
because it didn't involve them disrobing or even presenting their
nubile little bottoms for punishment. No. Instead he was required
to apply a nasty little strap to their palms. The maximum allowed
corporal punishment for girls was four strokes to each palm. Smoking
in school absolutely merited the maximum!
But
surely he couldn't do that to a piano prodigy!
Before
deciding on punishment, he checked the four girl's discipline
records. Except for a the expected prior issues, he found nothing
unusual in the first three girl's records, and no prior issues in
Melva's record. But Melva's discipline record was in a red folder, a
warning that she had an SDA (Special Disciplinary Arrangement.)
An
SDA is a special agreement that certain parents negotiate directly
with the school board to secure some individual exception to the
school's discipline procedures, usually on medical/psychological
grounds. In general, the Principal disliked SDAs because they almost
always reduced his authority to discipline affected students, usually
by prohibiting corporal punishment altogether. In effect, they
created a privileged class of students, exempt from the school's
strictest discipline. For this reason, even students tended to be
derisive of classmates with an SDA.
Because
they might poison his attitude towards a certain student, the
Principal always sealed new SDAs in envelopes, never reading them
unless a specific situation required it. Thus, he had no idea what
was contained in Melva's SDA. So far he only knew that she had one,
and therefore her case required special handling.
But
today, the Principal was happy to see the SDA, because it would
relieve him of the need to make a decision regarding her discipline.
But that's when he made an error, he decided to separate Melva from
her friends. He would deal with her discipline later.
Unfortunately,
a bit of scorn and frustration may have crept into the Principal's
voice as he told Melva to wait outside. In a mental fog, Melva
obediently left the office to wait on the bench right outside the
door.
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It
was just dawning on Melva why she had been separated from her friends
when she heard the first “POP!” inside the office, followed by a
shriek. For the next several minutes, Melva sobbed as she listened
to the sounds of her three friends being punished. Some of the girls
took it better than others, but none took it silently. From the
sounds, it was clear to Melva that four swats to the palm was a
terribly painful punishment. Finally it was over. Save for a few
last sobs, all was quiet in the Principal's office. A few minutes
later, three tearful girls emerged from the office, their hands
tucked in their armpits. All looked a Melva with hard eyes, as if
she had somehow abandoned them. What Sue said broke Melva's heart.
“It must be nice to be privileged!”
Then
the three marched off to class, leaving Melva shocked and tearful.
Soon
the Principal called Melva back into his office. “OK,” the man
said, “That takes care of your friends. Now I'll read your SDA and
then decide your punishment.”
As
Melva watched, the Principal tore open an envelope and inspected the
contents. His eyes bulged.
After
a long silence, the man whistled before commenting, “I seem to have
underestimated your parents. They have protected your hands from
punishment, but they've done so at the expense of your bottom!”
He
handed her the paper. Knowing her parents, she wasn't shocked by
what she read.
1)
Due to her piano appearances, under no circumstances should Melva
Perkins receive corporal punishment to her hands.
2)
Alternatively, the Principal is authorized to punish Melva on her
buttocks. Because the strap is normally applied to a girl's bare
palms, her buttocks should be bared (using maximum regard for her
modesty).
3)
The punishment given should be sufficient so that there is no
question that Melva has received at least an equivalent to the normal
palm punishment. Her parents recommend a brisk hand spanking,
followed by application of the girl's strap.
4)
A female staff witness is required.
(Signed)
Director
Edward Smith
The
Principal expected Melva to be horrified by what she read, perhaps to
beg for mercy. Instead he was dumfounded by her request.
“Please,
please Mr. Jenkins, call Nancy, Sue, and Alice back. I deserve
punishment as much as they did, but I need them here.”
Wisely,
Mr. Jenkins thought carefully before responding. His first impulse
had been to simply refuse Melva's plea, but then he remembered how
much trouble she seemed to have making friends. So his answer was
more reasoned, “Explain please Melva.”
Tearfully,
Melva explained how her friends were angry at her because she had
been excluded from their punishment. They obviously assumed that she
would escape punishment altogether. “Sir, the only way they can
know I was punished is for them to see it themselves. Besides, they
had each other for support, don't I deserve the same?”
Again,
the Principal mulled his options carefully before speaking. Actually
Melva had won him over. He now regretted separating Melva from her
friends, but he also saw a problem.
“Melva,
I hear what you are saying, but I'm leery of making your punishment
into a public spectacle.”
She
easily countered that argument! “Sir, it would be no more “public”
than what you just did with them. You punished my three friends all
together because they misbehaved together. I'm a member of that same
group.”
“Well,”
he responded, “it's not precisely the same thing because they
didn't have to expose any private body parts for their punishments.
Still, I see your point. Here's what I'll do. I must call your
mother before your punishment. If she agrees, I will call the three
girls back to witness your punishment. If she doesn't agree, I will
carry out your punishment with only the secretary as witness. In
either case, I expect your full cooperation. Do you agree?”
Sobered
by unhappy anticipation of what one result of that phone call would
be, Melva nodded.
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Melva
listened nervously as the Principal called her mother, and explained
what Melva had done. She knew the conversation would sentence her to
another spanking at home, but she had no hope of hiding this incident
anyhow, so this simply saved her the problem of breaking the news to
her parents. She listened tensely as the Principal asked for
permission to have the other girls witness Melva's punishment. If
the answer was “no”, Melva intended to beg to be allowed to plead
her case directly with her mother, but that wasn't necessary.
Although Melva's mother wasn't happy with Melva's choice of friends,
she understood how important these friends were to her daughter, so
she gave permission.
Melva
sagged with relief at the news.
You
would think that most girls would be sad, perhaps panicky at the
prospect of receiving a bare-bottom spanking, especially with
multiple witnesses, but Melva was far more worried about losing her
friends than about getting her bottom warmed. She hated being
spanked, but she was no stranger to a sore bottom. A bottom always
heals, but friends are hard to replace!
By
now, the Principal had decided on the particulars of Melva's
punishment. In particular, he had thought of a way to give a girl a
bare-bottom spanking with maximum modesty.
Melva's
school didn't have uniforms, but there was a dress code. For girls,
that code specified a loose skirt or dress that extended below the
knees. So Melva's loose skirt simplified the problem for the
Principal.
He
gave Melva three specific instructions. As he spoke, the man
couldn't help blushing. But when Melva realized what would be
required of her, she blushed even more!
So
the sent Melva to his private washroom to “prepare”. As he
waited, he called his secretary to have Nancy, Sue, and Alice return
to his office immediately. To forestall any unnecessary anxiety, he
instructed her to explain that the girls were in no further trouble,
he just needed to see them again.
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Obviously,
stage fright was something that Melva had mastered years ago. She
performed before audiences of thousands on a regular basis. But
with her spanking imminent, she had a case of the “nervous
butterflies”.
With
her panties at her knees, Melva sat on the “throne” in the
Principal's tiny private bathroom, a place that students seldom
entered. It had been difficult, she had to concentrate on relaxing
every muscle in her body, but the stream finally started, so she
managed to empty her bladder. That took care of the Principal's
first instruction.
As
she sat, she kicked off her shoes. That took care of the Principal's
second instruction.
The
Principal's final instruction was the hardest, even though it was
simplicity itself because it required her to NOT do something she
would normally do automatically. Melva wiped carefully, and then
stood without pulling up her panties.
Her
skirt fell back into place, concealing the unusual position of her
panties. Despite the cover provided by her skirt, Melva somehow felt
exposed, naked. Under her skirt, cool breezes swirled around where
none should be. Walking awkwardly, taking mincing yet bowlegged
steps to assure that her panties didn't fall past her knees, Melva
emerged from the tiny bathroom into the Principal's office to find
her three friends standing nervously before the great man's desk.
The school secretary was also there. The lady's eyes registered
surprise as she read what Melva recognized as her SDA.
Trying
to act brave, Melva directed a tiny wave and a wane smile in her
friend's direction.
The
Principal sat behind his desk as usual, but there was a small leather
strap atop his desk.
Melva
couldn't help staring at that strap! She had never seen it before,
but she knew it was the girl's strap and that it was there for her.
New butterflies fluttered in her gut, which Melva recognized as mere
stage fright. She knew well that once her performance (spanking)
started, those butterflies would be forgotten, replaced by far more
urgent considerations!
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In
a calming voice, the Principal reassured the three girls that they
weren't in trouble. Then, after clearing his throat he admitted, “I
may have given you three girls the wrong impression about Melva. And
I likely erred in separating her from you three. That's why I've
called you back. She is just as guilty as you three girls, and will
be punished. Because her hands are obviously vital to her piano
playing, her punishment will be applied differently than yours, but
it will be no less painful. In fact, likely worse.”
He
took a moment to arrange the scene. First sliding his chair back
from his desk, and then motioning Melva to stand next to his right
thigh. Then he directed the three girls to stand against the far
wall. They would see and hear plenty, but the desk would block some
of their direct view. He directed the secretary to a spot where she
could view the proceedings and could assist if necessary.
Then
he explained to Nancy, Sue, and Alice, “You girls each received
four swats with this strap to each bare hand. Instead, Melva will
receive hers to her bare bottom.” (He noted the registration of
surprise on the girl's faces at the words, “bare bottom”.)
Then
he continued, “Folks disagree if a strap hurts more applied to the
bottom or to the palms. But when we are done here, you will all
agree that Melva has been adequately punished.”
Finally
he turned to Melva, “Do you understand why you are about to be
punished?”
She
tried unsuccessfully to keep a sob from her voice as she answered,
“Because I broke school rules by smoking sir.”
He
spoke in a firm but surprisingly kind voice, “That's a sufficient
answer, you may place yourself across my lap.”
There
was a pause while he carefully adjusted her and instructed her to
grip the legs of his chair. Finally, he gripped the hem of Melva's
skirt. First he lifted it just enough to expose the bunched panties
at the backs of Melva's knees, He looked significantly at his
secretary, she nodded her understanding. Then he swept the skirt
high, uncovering the girl's perfect twin moons, which flared just
high enough to jut over the Principal's desk, putting them in view of
the three watching girls. Two of the girls put their hands to their
mouths at the sight, the other was merely wide-eyed.
Wasting
no further time, he gathered the skirt behind her back, using his
left hand at her tiny waist to secure both Melva and her skirt. He
raised his right hand high, and then began to randomly pepper the
girl's budding mounds with moderately hard spanks.
The
girls could clearly see the summits of Melva's buttocks as they
bounced and rippled and pinkened under the Principal's ministrations.
Mr.
Jenkins was an expert spanker. As part of his job, he regularly
spanked boys, and he had raised three daughters who were no strangers
to his lap. He wasn't one to overly prolong a spanking, nor did he
believe in slow “warmups”. So he quickly “dialed up the heat,”
spanking harder and working towards an overall bright red hue.
Melva
took none of this quietly! At first she merely sobbed, but then she
tried apologizing and then begging. Soon she was frankly bawling.
Those
panties bunched at Melva's knees served two purposes. For modesty
sake, they held her thighs together, plus they also subdued her
kicking. But there was nothing to restrain her legs from coming up
together, and threatening to curl over her stinging bottom. This
happened once. Her legs raised high enough to show the three
watching girls that Melva had chosen plain white panties that day.
The Principal paused momentarily to urge her legs back down into
place. And then he resumed his loud task.
It
was a brisk but measured spanking, the work of a true spanking
master. After a mere two minutes, he had achieved an overall
brilliant red hue all over her buttocks and sit spots, and he could
feel her strength start to flag. Also, he could tell by the looks on
the girl's faces that none of them would wish to change places with
Melva.
With
the preliminary work done to his satisfaction, the Principal picked
up the strap. He addressed the three girls. “You all felt this
strap four times on each hand. Melva will also receive four swats to
each side.” At that, he raised the strap high and slashed it down
to the summit of Melva's right buttock. Melva shrieked and bucked.
After waiting the proper few seconds to assure that she had the
opportunity to fully appreciate the sting, he repeated the stroke.
She shrieked again.
He
directed the next two swats to her right sit spot, and then repeated
the treatment with four slow strokes to her firm right buttock.
And
then it was over, Melva had received her first school punishment!
The
secretary stepped forward to restore the bawling girl's panties, and
then the Principal pulled down her skirt hem, fully restoring her
modesty. When the time seemed right, he helped Melva to her feet,
and then handed her off to the secretary.
It
took a few minutes for Melva to calm down enough to get her shoes
back on. By then she had used several tissues, but finally had her
crying under control.
Speaking
with a new gentleness, the Principal told Melva that all was
forgiven. “When I see you tomorrow Melva, you won't be the girl I
spanked yesterday, you will be the forgiven girl who is starting out
with a clean slate. So let's leave this behind us, OK?”
“Yes
sir,” she sniffed, “I'm sorry sir and you won't have any trouble
with me again.”
They
shook hands, and then, accompanied by her friends, Melva made her way
out the door. They took her to the girl's room to clean her up,
where she treated them to a close-up view of the damage.
Fifteen
minutes later, all four girls were back in class.
But
the incident wasn't yet over. At least, it wasn't for Melva.
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