It was all done in a very matter-of-fact way – a telling off, then the instruction to stand at the Senior Mistress’ side – she remained seated and with her left hand she’d yank your skirt and slip up a good few inches – almost to your bottom – and then with her right hand she’d smack up and down each leg in turn. In those days we all wore socks up to the fifth form so our thighs were always bare for the slaps. Of course, it was embarrassing as it seemed so juvenile – I was 16 the last time I got punished this way and I felt completely foolish. But it did also hurt, I mean it really stung, and try as you may you would never be able to keep from crying which of course made it more embarrassing still.

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