Six of the best from Miss Roberts was a fearsome punishment, as I well knew, but the standard for breaking detention period rules.
Miss Roberts would normally have made her wait whilst her partner in crime received her comeuppance, but perhaps on this occasion took pity on the girl as it may have been her first time under the lash, well, size-substantial plimsoll anyway.
Mary next; as I said I don’t think the plimsoll and Mary’s were strangers and it seemed Mary did know the routine, over the desk, and skirt back, just trying to be helpful, not that it was going to do her any good.
Miss Roberts, as I believe I told you, liked to measure her strokes.
Whilst six strokes would only take just under a minute and a half, the fifteen seconds pause between swats was there for a purpose, giving the girl time to acquaint herself with the sting and immense heat building up from each blow before the next one arrived.
Whether she’d had six before I don’t know.