My students feel the need to unburden themselves from time to time, often confessing thier misdeeds *long* after the fact. Even though they know secrecy only doubles the punishment, fear and immaturity often guide them into making bad situations even worse. Today, four of my students are queued outside my office door, each sharing a date to meet her fate. Judy steps nervously into my office and stares at the floor. She is afraid to look me in the eye as she confesses to masturbating in the LIBRARY, knowing full well this will result in a harsh punishment. This little tart tries to keep herself together, as I give her a cold twenty-four strokes from my prison cane, turning her cute little bottom into a collection of angry red stripes.
