She's serious

"Miss Longmire," The headmistress doesn't even raise her voice, but both you and Tamara sense the iron will behind her stern words, "place your forearms on the table - now." With a whimper of surrender the pretty blonde bends over and rests her palms and arms on the secretary's cleared desk. Without a hint of hesitation Diana moves behind Tamara and lifts the hem of her pleated skirt all the way up laying it flat on the student's back before reaching for her white panties.

"Ms. Naylor!" Tamara protests as she tries to turn her head back to Diana, "Mr. Hawkfeather is still here! This isn't right, not with a man watching!" If her protests have any effect on Ms. Naylor, you certainly can't see it. With a slow easy motion Diana pulls down the student's lace trimmed panties exposing her admittedly very attractive ass.

"I'm afraid Miss Longmire that I do not have a paddle like Mrs. Marshal's," she reaches into the desk draw in front of Tamara's wild-eyed face and pulls out a long heavy ruler that looks older than either of you. Unlike a regular foot-long ruler this one is half a yard and looks like it is 3/8 of an inch thick. "This should do the trick," she shows the ruler to the stunned student, "don't you think?"

"Please, Ms. Naylor. I'll be good, I swear!" The headmistress swings the ruler down on Tamara's raised buttocks without a word. For all her confidence up to this point you are surprised by how light the actual blow seems to be.

"Ow!" Tamara gasps softly, although her exclamation might be more from surprise then actual pain. "Please Ma'am, this is so embarrassing." Two more times the ruler lands on Tamara's smooth ass, and each time she murmurs in weak protest. You had not realized that your face is registering how unimpressed you are with Diana's punishment. As surprised as you were that the Headmistress decided to use corporal punishment, you are equally surprised at how tentative she is being.

"Is there something wrong, Mr. Hawkfeather?" Diana asks you, "I don't have much experience with this, perhaps you wish to take over?"

"I don't want to-" You start to decline, but Diana hands you the ruler with what looks like a challenge. Does she think that you aren't up to the duties of a disciplinarian? With a curt nod, you take the heavy ruler from Ms. Naylor and step to Tamara's left side.

You've never actually spanked anyone before, but you've been on the other end of the rod over a dozen times and that, if nothing else, has to be worth something. You don't want to do any damage to this young woman, but on the other hand if she is being disciplined, she should know it.