Master Coe's Jounral

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DETENTION ROOM ONE

by Master Coe

Chapter One

Sally wasn't getting her freshman year of college off to a good start. Less then a week into the new school year and she has already made three trips to the Head Mistress’ office. She has been late for class twice and now she has failed to turn in any homework assignments. Falcons Layer is one of the most prestigious all girls university, known world wide. It is a reputation the Head Mistress planned to keep.

Sally walked nervously down the all so familiar hallway. The words of Head Mistress Tara echoed in her head. She was warned that her disobedience would not be tolerated and any further infraction would be dealt with harshly. She didn't know what that meant, but she was soon to find out. Her heart dropped as she turned the knob to the main office, not knowing what to expect.

The reception Mrs. Wright looks up from her desk. "Have a seat. Mistress Tara is expecting you", Mrs. Wright points to a group of chairs against the wall. After what seemed like a lifetime to Sally, she heard Mistress Tara calling to her from her office. "Sally, come into my office and close the door behind you."

Sally entered the office and closed the door behind her. She wasn't even given a chance to explain or to give an excuse. She didn't even have a chance to sit down. Mistress Tara handed Sally a sealed note. "Take this and go to room D-1 in the basement. I was hoping it wouldn't have to come to this so soon, but you are getting off to a bad start."

Sally tried to give a defense for herself, "I promise I will do better

... "

Mistress Tara cuts her off. "I am not interested in your excuses. Your parents are paying good money for your education and you will learn to appreciate it. When your parents enrolled you they gave us full power to use whatever disciplinary measures we feel are needed. You are going to get a good dose of that right now."

Sally takes the note with trembling hands. She wanted to speak, but she chokes on her words before the can form.

"Get going young lady," Mistress Tara barked. "You have five minutes to report to room D-1 or your punishment will be doubled."

Sally's stomach was tied in knots, as she makes her way down the dimly lit hallway of the basement. When she sees the sign that read "Detention Room One (D-1)," she wanted to turn and run. But she knew that would only make things worse. She took a deep breath and slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open. A loud squeak broke the cold silence. She walked in and handed the note to the lady sitting in the front office. Sally stood in silence as the lady read the note. When she had finished the lady stood up and walked over to Sally. "I‘m Samantha, I see you are going to be a regular down here."

Without saying a word and before Sally could resist, Samantha had removed Sally's uniform skirt and pulled her panties to her knees. She took her by the arm and led her to another room. She was walking so fast she was nearly dragging the petite Sally behind. It was everything Sally could do to keep her panties from coming completely off.

The room was empty except for a wooden chair in the middle of the room, with a large wooden chest next to it. In the far corner was another very large wooden chair that faced the corner. When Samantha stopped and let go of Sally's arm, Sally tried to pull her panties up.

"Leave them down, or they and everything else will come off." Samantha fixed them around Sally's knees. "Spread your legs and stand still."

Sally embarrassed that her private area and bottom were fully exposed tried to cover herself. Samantha gave her six fast and hard smacks on her bare ass. "Keep those hands on your head and don't move."

Samantha left the room and closed the door behind her. After several moments the door opened and Sally could hear heavy footsteps behind her. She didn't dare turn around. But she knew they were not the footsteps of Samantha. The footsteps stopped behind her. The silence was killing Sally.

Finally the voice from behind her spoke. "I am Mr. Keller. I am the disciplinarian here. When you come down here, which the girls call Hell's Basement, you are here for one reason only. To be punished. I will not listen to your excuses. It is too late for that. You will do what you’re told and when you are told to do it. Is that clear?"

Sally could barely speak, but she managed to force the words out, "Yes, sir."

Mr. Keller walked around and sat in the chair in front of Sally. "Take off those panties, shoes and socks. When you are down here, you will not wear anything from the waist down. You will not need them. So from here on out you will remove them in the hallway before you even enter the waiting room. You are to fold them up and hand them to Samantha, until your punishment is completed. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir." Sally was trying not to fall over as she removed panties past her shoes.

"For now leave them where they are and come stand to my right side." Mr. Keller opened the chest and pulled out a wooden hairbrush from the other neatly arranged punishment tools. "Since this is your first time, I will go easy on you."

Before Sally could position herself, Mr. Keller grabbed her arm and pulled her over his lap. His hands were like steel, as they flew over her bare bottom. Within seconds her poor ass was turning bright red.