A bus station is a bad place for good girls to hang out! When eighteen year old Rosie Anns parents got a call from her best friends family, letting them know that the girls were caught hanging out among the crowd of delinquents there, Rosy was definitely in trouble. Like most girls her age in the nineteen eighties, she was no stranger to getting her bottom smacked but, this time, she was in bigger trouble than that.
This time, she was going to get the cane.Having mostly been a good girl, Rosie had never been punished this way before, and she was scared and nervous from the moment she saw the thick, rattan implement. Being mostly good, she did not protest against the punishment she knew she deserved. Her round little bottom was soundly spanked until it glowed red through her white school knickers while she grimaced and whimpered.
Then she was ordered to kneel up on the bed, presenting herself for the harsher discipline she required for being such a wayward, naughty girl.What followed was a hard caning, with each stroke biting into her tender cheeks and making her lunge forward, trying to escape the pain that never seemed to stop growing. The strokes were hard, and they did not get any softer when she whimpered and cried out: she needed to learn a lesson.Once Rosie had been properly beaten, she collapsed on the bed, her red and swollen bottom sticking up.