It's only to be expected

You shrug and return to your seat, filling in the details you need before summoning your next students inside. Normally straight A students, this week Victoria has slipped to an A-minus, thanks to an imprecise exordium, so she'll be getting six of the best before the tutorial gets underway. Taking the cane from its place on the wall, you gesture for her to adopt the position, which she does effortlessly and without embarrassment, putting her cheerleader training to use. Stepping behind the tall young woman, you notice that just like the rest of your students, she isn't wearing any underwear, which must make cheerleading an interesting experience. Also, her angular buttocks are mottled with bruises and blisters.

"Been in the wars lately?" you ask jovially, in a good mood thanks to the previous tutorial.

"Oh, you know, Professor. Coach Buerk's very dedicated to getting the best from the squad. No paddling's too much trouble and if one of us messes up, we all get swats."

You become distracted for a moment by the thought of a troop of fit, beautiful sportswomen grabbing their ankles so their coach can belabour their behinds, whilst the girl responsible is **** to look on at the suffering she's caused her teammates. You wonder whether maybe you should institute a general rule to make group punishments mandatory—but no, the risk of unforeseen consequences outweighs any advantages that might follow from encouraging young ladies to police each other's behaviour in this way. Still, the idea has merit and you file it away in your mind for later reflection, when you have time to consider the implications carefully. Right now, though, your musings are interrupted by Victoria's plea for punishment:

"I'm sorry for the problem with my assignment. Please may I have the first stroke, Professor?"

You lay on the six briskly, but without hurrying. Apart from a gasp with each impact, the recipient takes them well, thanking you calmly and clearly. By the end, her eyes are watering, but no tears have fallen. You return the cane and invite your students to sit.

"Catherine, did you see any of the deficiencies in Victoria's work?" You ask the blue-eyed blonde whilst her tute-partner uses her smartphone to transfer her tip into your bank account (you're going to need some time to recover from earlier activities before being ready to be tipped with sex).

"Apparently Tory made a couple of last minute changes after I read it, Professor."

"Well, that may have been a mistake."

"Yes, Professor." This time it's Victoria who answers. "Cathy thought the second sentence could use work, so I reworded it, but I was in such a hurry that I forgot to delete the old version and that's why it didn't make sense. It won't happen again!"

You check that her extra-curricular commitments aren't impacting her academic work and satisfy yourself that she's now on top of her time management before starting the tutorial proper.