The new school discipline method (F/F, M/F)

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Here are a series of quite story stories from student's facing a new form of discipline at school. Instead of simple detentions, demerit points, or even physical punishment like spanking or caning, students at George the Third (no relation to any British Royal) School will instead face punishments like being bound or gagged or both. These punishments vary.


Below is a story explaining how student or students who talk in class are dealt with.


Catherine's view:

".....And remember to read up Chapter 4 and 5 on the various forms of waterfalls and rivers for next week's class," Mrs O'Malley, the elderly Geography Teacher announced, or in my view barked.

Next came the usual screeching noises as chairs were pushed and kicked away and sore buttocks were made to finally move. Boys, dressed in either long trousers and suits and girls in blazers, blouses, skirts and tights gathered up their belongings and rush to the door. I was one of the last to get out when Mrs. O'Malley stopped me.

"You were talking during my class!" she barked at me.

"Mrs O'Malley, I was..."

"Silence! For speaking in class without teacher's permission," She held up the dreaded roll, "two days of tape. Lips together!"

I wanted to argue further but sighed and leaned forward, accepting the really sticky tape.

"Go! And no taking it off!" She yelled again.

Humiliated, I did so, and soon enough, classmates and students staring at but quickly looking the other way. The next class was English, and the teacher picked on several students to real poems and certain chapters out loud. Being the only one tape gagged, I guess it was relief being the only once not called upon. It was still humiliating as others, especially guys, stared at me as they read the words out loud.

"Remember, hand in your creative writings tomorrow before the start of class," The young Mr. Whitesun announced as class ended. "You," he pointed at me, "you hand in first." More punishment? Argh.

It was break time afterwards and normal it meant grabbing snacks as fast as I could. But being tape gagged, I had to point instead of call what I want from the stall keeper and ended up with the wrong sandwich. Also being punished, I had to approach the duty prefect who removed my tape gag and sat me with others who were punished. As it was a short break, I quickly ate the bland sandwich and then had a new piece of tape stuck over my lips. Re-gagged, I entered Maths class. Immediately, I was called to solve a solution on the board and got it wrong at first.

"Simple mistake Miss Granger," the bearded teacher Mr. Hawkins scolded me. "I told you did before."

"Smmrysir," I apologised through the gag and there was a slight laughter from the class.

"Silence! " Hawkins yelled. But that was little comfort for me as I felt even more humiliation. What's worse, that class included one of most handsome boys in school, Richard Dawkins. I always wanted to get a date with him but now being gagged how n earth would I be able literally talk to him?

I barely made it through the final two classes. Every student loves the end of a school day but it wasn't the end for me as O'Malley caught up with me and escorted me to a waiting room. I had to sit at a desk and write a page-long note explaining why I was gagged like this. O'Malley attached another set of notes to mine and out I went straight into the arms of my mother who was outside. Naturally, I got a big scolding from her, and later dad through the rest of the day.

The next day, I entered school tape gagged again, as the instructions to my parents said so--they even were told what type of tape to use! As instructed, I was the first to submit my creative writing which Whitesun made me stand and heavily criticised it. Then in physics class, I couldn't understand the subject but the gag prevented me from accurately asking a question. Biology class was no better, as my partner couldn't get my gag speak and we had to re-do the experiment twice. Then it was physical education. I though being gagged, I would be excused from sports but no, the teacher, Summerville, made me do jumping jacks and other stationary excercies. This of course made sweat but afterwards, my lower jaw was wiped dry and a new piece of tape was applied.

During lunch time, it many times worse than during snack time the day before. Instead of lining up like other students, I was made to sit with other offenders. The rest were boys one year younger than me and they too were taped gag, although one them also had his hands bound behind him. Only after the bulk of students had taken the food did the duty prefects serve us some standard food. It was fast eating and then back again with another piece of tape over my lips, sealing in the yucky taste of fish pie.

I made it through the rest of the day and finally the bell signalled school was over. "Come," ordered the discipline mistress. I was led into her office, again made to write a page that I was sorry for speaking in class. "Hand it to Mrs. O'Malley, then she's take off the tape," she said. Still gagged, I rush to find the her and in my haste, collided into someone and fell skirt wide open onto the ground.

"Shimmm," I cursed through my gag then looked up and saw the really muscular figure of Richard Dawkins.