hetalia_kink | Hetalia kink meme part 27

Hetalia kink meme part 27

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Notes: I'm not sure OP is still around as it's now 2023 and this was posted in 2015, but if you are, I hope you don't mind that I went with England & Canada, I think they really fit the vibe of governess and student <3
Warnings: Crying, No Smut, Punishment not for Pleasure

Madeline let out a quiet sigh out of her nose as she gazed longingly out the window. It was a delightfully gorgeous day outside, the sun shining and not a cloud in the sky. She could see the horses out in the field grazing from her spot in her classroom. It really was a shame that she had to be stuck inside for all her lessons, listening to Ms. Kirkland drone on and on about all the things she needed to know as a young, respectable woman. It was truly dreadful-

“Ms. Williams!” The girl herself was nearly jolted out of her skin as her governess’ ruler slammed onto Madeline’s desk, dangerously close to her hands, with a loud crack . She whipped her head to look at Ms. Kirkland with wide eyes, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, ashamed to be caught not paying attention.

“Do you care to enlighten me on what is so interesting outside that you refuse to pay attention to the lesson?” The words were spoken with a harsh judgment, Ms. Kirkland’s accent making them seem sharper. Her eyes were like acid, boring into her with a stern look, eyebrows furrowed in a scowl. Madeline instinctually shrunk into her seat, eyes darting down.

“I’m sorry, ma’am.” Madeline cleared her throat to rid herself of the pitiful shake in her voice. “I just…” She faltered briefly. “These lessons take so much time that I’m not often allowed out and it’s particularly nice out. And I saw the horses and I was just thinking about how I haven’t been able to go riding in so long.” She spoke quickly and a little jumbled as she tried to explain herself.

Ms. Kirkland scoffed. “These lessons take too much time? You feel as if your time is wasted on the education that your father so gratefully is providing you? Would you rather find yourself on the street whoring yourself out for money? That is what happens to daft little girls who do not pay attention!” She slammed the ruler down with another resounding crack and Madeline flinched.

“N, no! That’s not what I mean ma’am!” Madeline felt her face reddening even worse the longer the encounter went. “I get very high marks usually, Ms. Kirkland. I am just having trouble focusing today, perhaps a short break to eat lunch outside and we can continue?” She glanced up at her governess with hopeful eyes.

“You want a break?” Something seemed to light up behind Ms. Kirkland’s eyes and Madeline thought, for just a moment, that she had gotten her way. “Well, if you’re so eager to avoid doing your duties in my class, you can do so. Your break will be bending yourself over your desk, lifting your skirts, and receiving fifty lashes, at minimum, with the ruler.”

Madeline felt her heart positively stop. “Ms. Kirkland! I’m sorry, I’ll pay attention! There’s no reason to take it so far.” Ms. Kirkland was not shy when it came to punishing her student and Madeline did not want to be subjected to it again.

“Ms. Williams. You have made it quite clear that your work ethic is quite lacking. Perhaps some discipline will instill some in you. Stand up, now.” There was no room for argument and discussion and Madeline knew she was in for it. Biting down on her lip to stifle any words that would worsen her sentence, Madeline stood, head hung. “Good. At least you are proving to be capable of listening. Lift your skirts and bend yourself over your desk.”

Madeline moved slowly as she did do, hiking up the skirts of her dress and pinning them to her desk as she bent over it, her bloomers on display. Her face felt like it was on fire as Ms. Kirkland pulled her bloomers down under the curve of her bottom, leaving her bare. She couldn’t help but think the anticipation of the first hit was the worst part of it all, besides the counting.

“Remember, Ms. Williams, if you miscount, you will have to start over from the beginning. Any foul language will result and your mouth being washed after we are finished here. Am I understood?”

Madeline nodded. “Yes, Ms. Kirkland.” She sucked in a breath and steeled herself as she waited. For a moment she felt as though Ms. Kirkland was just watching her, inspecting her before she began the punishment.

“Good.” The first hit came with a sharp whistle of the ruler in the air before it hit Madeline’s bottom with a hard smack that filled the quiet of the classroom. Madeline let out a sharp cry, her body jolting forward from the force of it and she clenched her teeth together and cleared her throat.

“O- one.” Tears pricked at the corners of Madeline’s eyes as three more sharp cracks came with quick successions and she counted them out her voice shaking. She locked her knees to keep her legs still and from hitting the desk. She did her best to keep her breathing even.

“Five-” Madeline did her best to choke down any pained sounds, not wanting Ms. Kirkland to see her weakness. “Six, s- oh god- seven.” Ms. Kirkland held nothing back, beating her bare bottom with the force of a full-grown man. She managed to make it to twenty before messing up, counting twenty-one instead of twenty.

“You can’t even make it to half?” Ms. Kirkland chuckled and Madeline swore she could hear the sick delight in the older woman’s voice. “You are just drawing this out for yourself, Ms. Williams.” Madeline sniffed wetly at the mocking, under her eyes already a bit wet from tears. “Do better. From the start.”

The whistle of the ruler became background noise as she began to count from one, once more. She had made it to twenty-five, tears falling freely, though she did her best to keep from outright sobbing.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! “Tw-Twenty- Twenty-nine!” She gasped out the numbers with each hit of the ruler, counting out each hit as it rained down on her abused cheeks. Welts already showed vibrantly on the pale skin and she knew she would have difficulty sitting properly.

Madeline’s knees trembled as the next ten hits came, brutal and sharp, leaving her welts covered in more welts. She counted her way up to the thirty-nine, unable to keep herself from sobbing with every hit at this point. She knew not to beg or plead, Ms. Kirkland wouldn’t listen or care, she would only keep hitting.

The last eleven hits went by painfully slow in Madeline’s mind though she knew it hadn’t taken that long at all. A small puddle of tears had been left on the desk from her weeping and her face was a bright splotchy red, just the same as her bottom. Her legs felt like jello and she could hardly breathe but was she ever thankful for it to be over. Her arms shook as they held her up and she heard Ms. Kirkland step away, giving her room to calm herself.

“Fix yourself, Ms. Williams. Once you have, sit. We have a lesson to continue.”

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Hetalia kink meme part 27

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