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Didi tugged at her school skirt as she shuffled in the plastic chair. An acidic sensation spread from her stomach to her throat as she thought of the imminent meeting with her headmistress. She tried to warm her numb fingers by pressing them between her knees. Despite her situation, she smiled when she thought of whose fingers had last touched her, and she knew that meeting him was worth the punishment for being caught.
Madam Omogote opened the door and motioned for Didi to enter her office. She was a squat beast of a woman whose formidable roar was feared by students and teachers alike. She bared her teeth at Didi and pointed towards the bench on the other side of the room. Didi knew the drill. She bent over the bench and grasped the supporting plank on the opposite side.
There were a few tense seconds…
The cane sliced through the air and Didi gripped the plank tighter.
Love the use of the prompt to look like the head mistress 🙂
Great finish to the story, waiting for the impact…
Well, at least the whipping was worth it, considering what came before. I love the description, “beast of a woman.” That made my mental image of her quite clear.