MARY LOU THE DISCIPLINARIAN 
by Hamlet


Mary Lou Barnstad was ready for Her first appointment. She was dressed as usual 
in a leather jacket leather skirt, leather gloves and high-heeled boots, ready for 
action and to beat mercilessly any pupil who misbehaved even slightly, showing 
no mercy for the slightest deviation from the rules that She would lay down.

She longed to give Her first charge a damned good beating She wore Her SF arm
badge being a member of the elite SAF Samfunnet Av Floggeren an elite 
professional organization in Her homeland Norseland that She had joined as a
result of receiving Her BSC from the University of Hjellskilde in Discipline
and Corporal Punishment and a PHD from the University of Kristianskobing in
Flogging and Thrashing. She was well and truly an expert in Flogging and CP
and thoroughly enjoyed Her work.

Her first client David Chambers walked disconsolately towards the administration 
building. It was his first visit and he had heard all about this foreign blonde bitch 
who thought She could impose discipline on this school. Who the hell did She 
think She was coming to England thinking She could tell him and his friends what 
to do! He would show Her that no one could tell him that he could not put his feet 
up in the classroom. She came from some strange country in the Pacific Ocean 
and so what the hell was She doing here in Stratford he thought as he approached 
Sonia, Her assistant's, desk. He had a letter from Her in his hand that he had just 
received.

Office of the School Disciplinarian
Arthingworth Secondary School
STRATFORD London E15 4PU

18th April 2011

Dear David,

Following the recent report to Me of your misconduct. you are required to be
present for your appointment ON MONDAY 22ND APRIL 2011 AT 9.30 AM

You will report to the receptionist and lateness will not be tolerated.
You must ensure you are clean beforehand.
You must ensure that your underwear is clean, as is your whole body.

You must also ensure that you fast beforehand and do not eat at all an hour
before your appointment.

If you have any medical condition, you must notify me at the time of your 
appointment.

Yours sincerely,

MARY LOU BARNSTAD
SCHOOL DISCLIPINARIAN

He slouched in front of the desk with a letter in his hand

"Some Barnstad woman wants to see me," he said looking at Her front thinking 
he was a real man even though he was only 17.

"Ms Barnstad will see you now," She said.

He looked in horror at the notice above Her door written in English and 
Norselandic as he approached, now actually beginning to shake with fear.

MARY LOU BARNSTAD	SCHOOL DISCIPLINARIAN

DISCIPLINE IS LOVE

BLESSED ARE THE MEEK FOR THEY SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH

MARY LOU BARNSTAD	SKOLEN DISCIPLIN OFFICER

DISCIPLIN ER KJOORLIGHET

FOR DE SKAL AARVE JORDEN


He walked into Her office and immediately was overcome with terror as She 
stood towering over him, nearly two feet taller, with short blonde hair. The sight 
of Her dressed totally in leather, especially with the high-heeled boots, made him 
sweat dreading what was to come.

"Right David stand over there by my desk now! And you address me as Ms 
Barnstad, pronounced BAHRNSHTAHT. Is that clear?"

"Yes Ms Barnshtett," he replied, unable to pronounce it properly.

She stood next to him making him feel even more inadequate smelling the strong
aroma of perfume and leather. She took hold of his folder and read right through 
him He looked around nervously and could see how neat and orderly Her room 
was with the Norselandic flag in the corner and Her many certificates in Flogging 
and Corporal Punishment on the walls.

She looked in detail at his folder.

"Well, it states here that you had your legs on the desk in Mr Manley's class. 
Have you anything to say for yourself? Any explanation for your behaviour?"

"Er... noo, Ms Barstoff," he said, totally unable to pronounce Her name.

"It's just that I we had exams the next day and I just wanted to calm my nerves."

"There can be no excuse whatsoever for putting your feet on the desk! In my 
Nation you would be beaten senseless for that by Me as an SDO and would 
almost certainly be sentenced to a year at the Detention Centre with hard labour! 
The minimum punishment for that is 50 strokes of the hairbrush!"

"50 STROKES!!" He wailed.

"Of course 50 strokes!! In fact that would be quite lenient!"

"However as this are your very first punishment David and because of your good
record up to now you will only receive 30 strokes and just this time I will show 
you mercy!"

The power of Her body to subdue disobedient boys was no mystery to Her. She
glorified and gloated in Her power as She stood before him hairbrush in hand.

"OVER MY KNEES. NOW, DAVID!!"

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