Background: This story is set in the 28th century. Rejuvenation is common, and is used not only to extend life but as a punishment for criminal behavior. Criminals are sentenced to be rejuved to a young age, and to serve one or more 'cycles' of growing up again. As punishment is a part of the process, in addition to rehabilitation, the first portion of a sentence is typically spent with 'spanko' foster parents, who are authorized, even encouraged to spank the subject as often as possible, IN ADDITION TO as often as he or she deserves...
Author's Note: The following stories are based on the Rejuve Universe created by Lurking Dragon (LD) on the SSS newsgroup. The stories are archived at http://www.goodkitty.com/spanking/stories/lurkingdragon/index.html, and are collectively known as the Melody stories.
These new stories depend on the reader being quite familiar with the Melody tales, as I don't attempt to explain again the various aspects of the 28th century. The reader is encouraged to read (or reread) about Melody's trials and tribulations, prior to reading these stories.
This is the first attempt at posting anything to any news group I have made. While I am interested in any constructive criticism, pro and con, please be kind. You can post comments publicly (I normally skip replies, but I will be sure to read any for posts of my own), or you can send email privately to [email protected]
There is not as much explicit spanking in these stories (or at least in the ones I have completed to date) as in the Melody stores. The reason is that I don't write the "blow by blow" descriptions very well. If anyone has specific suggestions for situations where Dani can get "corrected", I am interested. Please remember, however, that I am trying very hard to stay completely realistic and in character.
I have written the first few chapters of this series, and will be writing the rest as time permits. Therefore, the posting frequency might be erratic. This will be a rather long tale, somewhat similar in size to the original series, so it might take a while. Please bear with me.
Lastly, these stories contain NC abuse of an (apparent) minor, and are not intended for non-adult audiences.
Now, on to the "Good Stuff":
Innocentata 6: Mrs. Garrett
Rachel Garrett stood outside the door to Dani's classroom, looking in thru the window in the door. Since the door was in the back of the room, none of the students saw her, studying them.
She had been filling in for her vice-principal, as he was at a conference, when the message had come in from Mrs. Washburn. Since young Penitatas were not permitted to be unsupervised at school, individual teachers had an intercom via which they could summon assistance if needed. After Dani's actions earlier, Washburn had had no alternative but to pass the problem on to "higher authorities".
With a slight sigh, Mrs. Garrett opened the door. Instantly, all heads turned to look at her. Edna Washburn's face showed relief at her arrival. The other students looked a little scared and apprehensive. Dani, however, looked slightly amused. Well, time to see if any principal's "Worst Nightmare", a penny who would not cooperate, could be turned around.
Making a snap decision, Garrett changed her tactics. "Mr. Wilson, may I see you a moment?" she said, politely. Although she was watching Dani, Mrs. Garrett couldn't miss the surprise on the faces of all of the onlookers, Mrs. Washburn included. With an almost imperceptible smile, Dani stood up and walked over to the door.
Once outside with the door closed behind them, Mrs. Garrett led the way, saying, "Let's talk in my office." After a short walk, they went into her private office. "Have a seat, please" she said, pointing to the chair at the side of her desk. She seated herself in her leather swivel chair.
The leather chair was bestowed on her when she had left the marines, by her commanding general. It was his own, and he had said that he wanted her to have it so that she could make up for some of the discomfort that her long military service had brought her. It was her most prized possession, and she had kept it with her throughout her teaching and administrative career.
After they were seated, Mrs. Garrett took a long look at Dani. Dani returned it, impassively, although he was squirming slightly, from the pain of the spanking he had just received.
"My name is Mrs. Garrett. I'm the principal here," she said. Dani smiled, slightly.
"Nice to meet you. Since you already know my name, I assume that the social graces have been satisfied. You may, however, call me Dani, if you prefer."
Mrs. Garrett paused, considering his, no, HER reply.
"I've read the file on you and your case. I make a habit of doing so for all the new students, but I have to admit, yours was somewhat more unusual than most. I take it that your recent behavior is how you intend to respond to your situation?"
"Well, that leaves me in somewhat of a difficult situation. I can't have you disrupting class and interfering with the other students' learning. I could attempt to beat you into submission, but if what I've read is any indication, it wouldn't work. I could expel you, which would solve my short-term problem, but it would do nothing for you, and it would be admitting failure, which I detest." She paused, waiting for a reaction from Dani. There was none.
"You do understand that you need retraining in a number of physical and mechanical areas, don't you? You understand that the rejuve, while not affecting your memory, has resulted in the loss of a lot of learned behavior?"
"I'm aware of my situation," Dani replied.
"Why then are you refusing education?"
"Education at this point is meaningless to me. I've been unjustly convicted of a crime I didn't commit. I've been sentenced to 48 years of this torture, and anything I might relearn now will be gone again in six years. The only purpose of school at this point is to provide you sadists an excuse for further brutality." He smiled, an evil little smirk, and continued, "I simply don't intend to play."
Mrs. Garrett looked at Dani for a long moment, and then reached across her desk to press her intercom. "Mrs. Nash, please call Dani Roberts' mother, and ask her if she can come get Dani."
When they got home, Dani was unceremoniously stripped bare, and pulled over Jenny's lap. Jenny started wailing away with her hand, lecturing her "niece" about school behavior, and punctuating her discussion with hard bare-bottom hand spanks. "You (slap) will (slap) behave (slap) in (slap) school! You (slap) will (slap) answer (slap) the teacher's (slap) questions!" On and on the spanking went.
When Jenny's hand got sore, she stopped for a moment to pick up the hairbrush. Then she started the music again, wailing away at Dani's already heavily punished backside. For the first time in a long time, Jenny noticed that Dani was crying during a spanking.
After the hairbrushing, Jenny carried Dani over to the CornerStool, and strapped her in. "Just you wait until your uncle gets home!" she said, and then, finally, took a breath. She walked into the kitchen, to try to calm down. She knew it wasn't a good idea to punish someone while you were angry, and she poured a glass of wine.
After about 30 minutes, she went back into the living room. Dani was still sobbing quietly, feet locked into the stocks connected to the chair and hands cuffed in the Velcro "Kidcuffs", behind her back. Jenny extricated Dani from the stool, and carried her to her bedroom. She sat with her, trying to comfort her niece. Finally, after about another half-hour, Dani calmed down and stopped sobbing. She curled up under the covers, and went to sleep.
When they arrived at school, they were ushered into Mrs. Garrett's office, and seated by Mrs. Nash. Mrs. Garrett entered a minute later. "Thank you for coming, Mrs. Roberts. My name is Rachael Garrett." She shook hands with Jenny, then said, "Good morning, Dani. How are you today?"
Dani seemed to gather herself, and gave a one-word, "Fine," in response.
After sitting down behind her desk, Mrs. Garrett started to talk. "I've been thinking about Dani's situation since yesterday, and I've talked with the school psychologist and with the DOC representative. I'll be honest, Dani, all they had to suggest was that I expel you." Mrs. Garrett paused for a reaction from Dani. When it wasn't forthcoming, she continued. "As I said yesterday, however, that would be admitting failure, and I don't believe in failure. Therefore, I'm prepared to offer you an alternative."
"You said yesterday that the only purpose for school was to give us, let me see, 'Sadists,' wasn't it? To give us sadists an excuse to torture you. I take exception to that statement. I do not tolerate abuse of children in my school. All of my staff follow the law, and they do not go out of their way to find excuses to punish students, even Penitatas."
"I don't normally make exceptions to school policy for anyone, but in your case I have decided to do so. I am offering the following deal. If you will agree to fully cooperate with the school staff, than we will treat you as a voluntaras. This will only be for purposes of deciding if punishment is warranted. That is, if you, as a voluntaras, would have earned a punishment, then you will get one. Only, it will be a Penitatas-level punishment. You will get no unearned discipline, but any violation of the rules, failure to cooperate, failure to turn in homework, disrespect, or any other misconduct will result in painful correction."
"In addition, there is the issue of grades. Normally, for a Penitatas, any grade under an A earns a spanking. For voluntaras students, normally they don't get punished until they dip below a C+, and the grading system is normally curved. I've decided that, for you, anything worse than a 90% average, which equates to a B+, will earn you correction. If you work hard, you should be able to maintain that 90% average. Mrs. Roberts, is this acceptable to you?"
Jenny looked at Dani, then back to Mrs. Garrett. "Do you think that the DOC would agree?"
"I've already spoken with our representative, and he consented, although grudgingly," she replied.
"Then, it's alright with me," said Jenny.
"How about you, Dani?" Mrs. Garrett asked.
Dani looked thoughtful. "I have some questions. First, if I agree to this, what is to prevent you or your teachers from asking for impossible results, just to force me to fail?"
Mrs. Garrett frowned. "I do not tolerate academic fraud or deceit from any of my staff. Nothing will be asked of you that is not asked of others at your grade level. That doesn't mean that you won't encounter some hard teachers, but none of my students are singled out for harsh treatment. I don't allow it."
"Ok. Next, what about homework?"
"What about it?" Mrs. Garrett asked.
"I have to be permitted sufficient time to do work at home, if I'm to be able to keep my grades up." She turned to her Aunt. "Do you agree that, while I'm doing homework, that I'm off-limits?"
Jenny stared back at Dani, a little hurt. "Dani, I promise you, even though we have to discipline you, both Frank and I want you to succeed. Of course, you can have as much time as you need to do homework, and we'll both help all we can."
Dani paused, looking from Mrs. Garrett to Jenny, and back to Mrs. Garrett. "Ok," he said, finally, "I agree to your terms." Jenny smiled, and started to hug her niece. Mrs. Garrett frowned, however, and that stopped her.
"There is one other matter. You were inexcusably rude and uncooperative yesterday to Mrs. Washburn. Normally, for behavior like that, you would find out personally why my nickname among the students is 'Ironhand'. You still have to answer for your actions."
Dani sat up straight, and said, "I'm always prepared to take responsibility for my actions."
Mrs. Garrett smiled. "Good. Then, this is what you are to do..."
"Mrs. Washburn, I sincerely apologize for my behavior yesterday. It won't happen again."
Mrs. Washburn smiled slightly, and said, "I accept your apology, Dani. Let's consider that yesterday never happened, Ok?"
Mrs. Washburn continued, "Very well. Class, we have a new student today. Dani, please face the class, and tell them your name, what cycle you are in, what your sentence was, and what your offence was."
Dani smiled (her evil little smirk again), and said, "My name is Dan Wilson. I'm in the first cycle of a 48-year, 8x6-12 sentence. One month ago I was wrongly convicted of Aggravated Slicing."
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