Corrina sat in the study, her ass stinging, apprehensive about what was coming next. She had been expecting the usual lecturing and pep talking which was to her like water off a ducks back. She had underestimated Miss Adams, and was wondering if she was some kind of pervert. There were two sculptures of nude females in the study.

Miss Adams returned.

"Over here, Miss Gladstein!" Miss Adams shouted, her dominating, powerful voice made Corrina jump like a startled rabbit. "Yes, Mia'am!" Corrina replied urgently. Miss Adams was more than a little pleased at the power she was now wielding over her student, as she watched the pretty teenager scurry over to her with a delightful urgency.

"Follow me", the teacher declared, and her pupil duly followed.

Corrina was lead into a small lounge. It was ornate and tasteful, as was typical of Miss Adams, with soft lighting emanating from lampshades. In the center was a table, upon which laid the "Naughty Book".

"Stand in front of the table, hands on either side of it, lean forward, Miss Gladstein." The order was firm and forceful.

Corrina nervously "assumed the position", as Miss Adams moved behind her.

Delicious, Miss Adams thought to herself as she enjoyed the sight of the Gladstein girl's delightful uniform and the even more delightful body inside it.

The ruler had been replaced with a much more intimidating cane, a long, black instrument which Miss Adams grasped tightly in her left hand.

Miss Adams spoke in her dominating tone...

"Corrina Gladstein, while you are in this house I am your guardian and you will follow my rules. You will also accept my punishments. Is that understood?"

Corrina hesitated...

"ANSWER ME, GIRL!" Miss Adams becamse cross and her grip on the cane tightened. Corrina was shaken by this verbal spanking.

"Yes, Ma'am, I accept your rules and your discipline."

"Good, good...perhaps we will see some improvement in your tardy, incompetent behaviour. Though I doubt you will do so of your own volition."

The teacher stood behind Corrina and leaning over from behind, the teacher's body pressing against hers, she reached in front of Corrina and opened the Naughty Book to Corrina's page, or rather, pages. Corrina could feel Miss Adams breath on her neck.
Miss Adams could feel the nervousness of this supposedly headstrong girl, breaking this one will be fun, she thought to herself as she stepped back. Corrina's eyes widened as she felt her skirt being lifted and tucked into her soft white panties.

She felt the cane being gently tapped against her derriere.

"Read the Naughty Book, little Miss Gladstein."

Corrina was increasingly alarmed by her predicament, but overcoming her nervousness, she read the first entry in the Naughty Book...

"Day One...Miss Gladstein has been gossiping with her neighbouring girls, and it is clear she has not been paying attention in class. Perhaps she will improve..."

Miss Adams tapped the cane on the girl's exposed bottom, Corrina gulped. She knew the list was going to be long. "Read on, Miss Gladstein..." Miss Adams ordered.

"Day Two...Miss Gladstein was again tardy; she failed to correctly answer a question on Multiplication, was heard making a dirty joke about Mr. Jameson, which he duly reported to me, she scored a D for her work."

Miss Adams rubbed the cane against Corrina's pleasing, curvy posterior, "Miss Gladstein, what is your opinion of the above behaviour?"

Corrina felt the cane against her bum, she knew full well the consequences of not giving the "correct" answer...