All the way to Mrs Jessica’s room _______ thought about claiming she was in the bathroom, but somehow she knew the housemother would see through the lie in a trice. The woman could read the girls in her charge like open books. Girls, ______ thought bitterly, that’s all I am to her, just another naughty girl.

Dr Park _______, a member of the faculty, hated knocking and waiting for the words of doom to invite her inside. It was utterly ridiculous. She should just refuse. She should just tell Mrs Jessica where to get off… she remembered their earlier encounters and just how far that had got her.

As it was the door to the housemother’s room was ajar and ______ was able to push it gently open and tentatively call out, “Mrs Jessica?”

“Ah, another young lady who just will not learn,” Mrs Jessica said looking up from her desk, “Now the gang’s all here.”

______ gulped. She could see two other girls standing to face the bare wall behind Mrs Jessica. It wasn’t the only thing that was bare. Both girls had removed their clothing from the waist and folded it neatly on a chair by the door.

Both freshmen had their hands on their heads, one a tall leggy brunette and the other a short girl with an epic bottom on display. Both showed signs of a recent spanking, no doubt the sororities had been busy that day. Damn that meeting, _______ thought, I missed out on the fun.

She her lips and took in the bright pinkish red of the brunette’s bottom which had mottled purple tracery within the spanked zone especially on the right curve.

The short girl’s behind was a heavy russet and was still a little swollen around the tail end. Someone had really gone to town, but then with a bottom like that to work on who could blame them?

_______ shook herself. “Mrs Jessica eh… you’re busy I see. I’ll come back later. Tomorrow maybe?”

“You are not going to tell me you were in the toilet when I called are you?” Mrs Jessica asked pointedly.

“As a matter of fact…” _______ swallowed and saw the housemother’s eyebrow go up. “Eh… no Mrs Jessica, I was delayed at an important…”

“I so don’t care Dr Park,” Mrs Jessica interrupted her. “You know the drill.”

The short girl made a half turn to look at _____, no doubt surprised that a member of faculty was in the same boat. Dr Park blushed. So far Mrs Jessica had been fairly discreet about the unusual set-up. God I hope they’re not students of mine; _______ was horrified at the thought.

“Dr Park, you are not going to be difficult I hope,” the housemother said sharply.

“I really don’t think…” _______ began.

“Do you really want to spend Saturday doing corner time in lower stairwell that faces the front door?” Mrs Jessica words held stony conviction.

“But…” _______’s eyes were wide and she looked pointedly at the two sorority girls facing the wall.

“You are a member of this house. You will obey the rules. That means you will now remove your skirt and and go stand next to Yuju and SinB.” The housemother enunciated every word.

_______’s face flared red and she felt her ears melt. But after another short hesitation she began to fumble with her zipper and moved to obey.

*

SinB, the small girl, took her spanking far more stoically than the brunette, Yuju. The taller girl had squealed from the first and before the spanking was half over had given out loud angry shouts at each impact of Mrs Jessica’s short paddle.

As the last of SinB’s spanking was concluded, some 15 minutes since it began, Yuju was still dancing on the spot as she sobbed her heart out in her place next to the as yet unspanked _______.

Despite her predicament, the faculty member found herself regretting that she could not have watched both spankings, but the housemother had been quite explicit about what would happen if any of the girls took their nose from the wall.

Where Yuju’s spanking had been a noisy leg-kicking affair, SinB had just let out grunts as her breathing had become more and more laboured. It wasn’t until the end that she finally chuckled to a sob and had begun to cry.

“Quite a spanking on an already sore bottom,” Mrs Jessica said sympathetically, “You took it well.”

SinB got unsteadily to her feet and shook the sting from her heroic tail.

“Thank you Ma’am,” SinB said in a strained voice through her tears as she clawed at her bottom. “No disrespect Ma’am, but I get far worse at home, even now.”

SinB had no trace of her ancestors’ accent and was pure up Seoul. Although that was somewhat challenged by her generous tears.

“I will bear that in mind next time,” Mrs Jessica chuckled.

SinB winced; sometimes she had a big mouth. And the part about next time was too close to certain for comfort.

“Now you two can go,” Mrs Jessica said cheerfully, “But mind me when I tell you I don’t like tattletales.”

Yuju was still crying for South Korea, but nevertheless opened to ask what the housemother meant when SinB nudged her with an elbow and nodded at Dr Park.

“No way,” Yuju said emphatically, her eyes bugging out of her head. The flow of her tears suddenly ceased.

Mrs Jessica frowned, not sure if that was a declaration of disobedience, but Yuju hastily drew her pinched fingers across her lips like a zip.

After they had gone Mrs Jessica turned her attention to _______.

“What is it about obeying curfew you don’t get?” she said.

_______ turned around and found some courage.

“Mrs Jessica, please I have to be at meetings in the evening. It’s my job. I can’t always be here at ten. Now if…” she began.

The housemother sighed.

“Dr Park, I happen to know you have been offered three separate alternatives to living here. I expect there have been other offers on top of that I don’t know about. Yet here you still are. I have to confess that the first time you and I had words I was genuinely in error, but it soon became clear to me that it was for the best.” Mrs Jessica formed a small wistful smile with her lips that just touched her eyes. Then it was gone. “While you live here you will obey the rules or accept the consequences.”

“But…” _______ blushed. The woman was right. Why hadn’t she just moved out? What was she looking for?

“Tell me, were you ever in a sorority?” Mrs Jessica appeared to change the subject.

“No I… not my thing really… I…” _______ was thrown.

“Ah ha,” the housekeeper said thoughtfully.

Then she turned and took up the small hand paddle she had used on Yuju and SinB. It was a harsher measure reserved for the diehards who persisted in testing her throughout the year. She knew now that _______ would be back again and again just as surely as the other two and three or four others in the house. It was always the way. Some girls were built that way and could not help themselves.

_______, who had felt strange discussing sororities while from the waist down, shifted uncomfortably. But Mrs Jessica was ready for her. She flipped the doctorate-laden teacher firmly across her lap as expertly as she had any other resident of Chain Reaction house and patted her exposed bottom with the small hole-drilled paddle.

“I will make you a deal Dr Park,” she said, “I will strive to be discreet on your behalf if you make me a promise.”

The paddle came down hard and _______’s eyes flew open in shock. The bite across her bottom was extreme and a whole new level of spanking.

“Do you hear me Dr Park?” Mrs Jessica said spanking her charge again.

_______ could only growl angrily. Getting no answer the housemother brought the paddle down in four or five sharp blasts beginning at the crowns of _______’s bottom and working on down to where the lecturer hoped to sit one day.

“Is that ‘no deal’ then Dr Park?” the housemother scolded. “Do you think I was joking about putting you in the corner at the main doors?”

“What deal?” _______ wailed. There were already tears pooling at her eyes and her breathing was hard and ragged.

Mrs Jessica ran her idea through her head one last time. It suited them both not to undermine a member of the college’s authority.

“I will be discreet on your behalf, but if you have to go across my knee one more time then I will expect to see you once a week for a straightener regardless of your conduct,” she explained.

_______ would have said anything just then, but her mother didn’t raise any fools. This was insane.

“You mean…” she gaped, her throbbing bottom briefly forgotten.

“If you cross me one more time I will spank you once a week for the rest of your stay with us,” Mrs Jessica pressed her words home with a spank.

The housemother reasoned that whatever it was _______ was seeking, might be fulfilled by a regular spanking regime. Then these intermittent and hard to contain rule breaches might be kept to a minimum. After all, _______ was well able to keep out of trouble, but something in her kept bringing her back.

“This is crazy,” _______ gasped through an of panting brought on by the swat.

But she reasoned, all she had to do was get organised and keep to the rules.

“Please just give me an extra half hour past curfew,” she pleaded.

Mrs Jessica had already contemplated and discarded that option. For one thing it set a dangerous precedent and risked disturbing the house at bed time. But what was clear to Jessica, if not _______, was that the good Dr Park would always come in just after curfew whatever time it was set at. The woman just needed it that way for some perhaps subconscious reason of her own.

“No,” the housemother said sharply and spanked down hard.

The volley that followed was an expression of anger at _______’s stubbornness.

“Waaa,” _______ wailed, now resembling Yuju in her response to a spanking.

“Listen to me Dr Park. Do you know what I do with persistent offenders? And you are a persistent offender. I spank them morning noon and night. I have many little public corners to put them in to take them down a peg,” Mrs Jessica rasped as she continued to spank, “Do you hear me?”

_______ was sure that she could keep to the rules. What did she have to lose?

“Alright,” she howled.

“Good,” Mrs Jessica said triumphantly. “Now where were we?”

The housemother brought the paddle down again with a will polishing _______’s bottom to an astonished angry red bordered by rubbery welts. The holes she knew chaffed abysmally and had done much to contribute to the white dusting of distressed flesh that accompanied such a prolong spanking. But the woman’s bottom could take more. Much more and it was going to. Just to make sure _______ was incentivised not to comeback, tonight the paddle would do double duty before a healthy midnight stint in the corner.

Maybe she would add a reprise just to drive it home. After all the two sorority girls had been spanked on paddle spore; it was only fair.

By now _______ had completely surrendered. There was neither fight nor anger left in her and she hugged into her tormentor for some comfort even as the spanking continued. Deep down she sensed that Mrs Jessica was only doing this for own good.