This sequel to Davey’s Punishment describes my recent session with Mistress Violet Mays, Miz Darling and Contessa Zoe Aspasia. It is the hope and intention that all of us continue the story in the future. This is Part 1 of this story, and Part 2 is available on Mistress Violet Mays’ blog.

Davey arrives home from school as usual one afternoon, to find his guardian Aunt Violet sitting in the living room with his teacher, Miz Darling, and his classmate Connie’s mother, Mrs. Sunquist. At his aunt’s reminder he sets down his school bag and greets them, nervously but politely. He knows this can’t be good.

Miz Darling has asked for this meeting. She has called Davey to her desk every day since the previous incident. Initially his scores had improved into the low 90% area, but lately that’s been sliding down. There are other issues, but she chooses to address this first. Has he done today’s reading? No. Has he remembered to bring his book home? No. She places an armchair in the middle of the floor, and as Aunt Violet nods approvingly, bends Davey over its back.

She sets highlighted papers on the seat under his face, then yanks his jeans and undies down to his knees. Taking her pointer in hand, she instructs her pupil to begin reading aloud. As Davey relates David Copperfield‘s beating by Mr. Murdstone for having fallen behind in his studies, Miz Darling beats Davey, purpling his sit-spots before ranging up and down his cheeks. It turns the end of his recitation to shrieks. Time to address the next issue.

As Davey’s work slipped, she had checked with his other teachers—his requests to visit the restroom had increased, but the student monitor seated outside the boys’ room hadn’t seen him during those periods. When Connie complained to her one day that the tampon dispensary in the girls’ room was empty, despite Miz Darling having restocked it recently, she realized Davey likely was sneaking into the girls’ room and stealing tampons. She opens his school bag now, and sure enough where his copy of David Copperfield should have been, there are instead half a dozen tampons. Under her furious glare, and Aunt Violet and Mrs. Sunquist’s disgusted expressions, he admits he likes the feeling of insertion.

A little aversion therapy seems called for, and Aunt Violet and Mrs. Sunquist step forward to provide it: Davey is bent back over the chair, ginger root inserted in his anus, then held in place with a tampon.

Choosing her school strap this time, Miz Darling sends it licking into all corners and crevices of Davey’s bottom as the ginger seems to ignite his rectum. Two dozen or so strokes later, when the boy has had a chance to realize this is what insertion should feel like for little perverts like him, Miz Darling straightens him up to punish the actual act of theft itself.

“How were thieves punished in antiquity, Davey? Yes, they lost their hands. Hold out yours, palms up.” Taking up her pointer once again, she delivers a dozen strokes over his poorly suppressed screams. She invites Mrs. Sunquist to check the warmth of Davey’s palms; it is deemed insufficient, and another dozen delivered.

Offences against Miz Darling and the school have been dealt with. Now Mrs. Sunquist will have her turn.

Davey had been sent to the Sunquist home with his letter of apology after the initial incident. After he had read out the letter, Mrs. Sunquist granted Davey’s request to use the bathroom, pointing him down the hall. Like all teenage boys, Davey made splatters of pee, wiped up a couple and missed others. Importantly, he mistook a clothes hamper for the waste basket; looking inside he saw his mistake, but also saw several pairs of female panties. There seemed so many, surely one pair wouldn’t be missed…but Mrs. Sunquist keeps her house just so, and by the time a couple washings have gone by she was sure of the theft. Now for the retribution.

Voice intense with fury, she berates the still half-naked boy for his filth, for leaving Connie and her classmates vulnerable to shame if their hygiene products are gone, and for his perverted theft.

“Since panties seem to occupy so much of your little mind, I’ve brought these for you. Put them on.” She removes a thong from her purse and hands it to Davey.

The boy pulls his pants the rest of the way down and off, and hesitantly draws the thong on. Mrs. Sunquist grabs a handful of the back and yanks up as hard as she can, drawing a gasp from Davey that is equal parts tender bottom crack and compressed balls, then frog-marches Davey toward Aunt Violet’s gallery, where Davey’s formal punishments are administered.

For Part 2 of “Davey Punished by Three Women,” visit Mistress Violet Mays’ blog.