Carrie Part IV (Conclusion)

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Part IV - Conclusion

The call came at noon on Friday. It wasn’t all that surprising, really. Carrie knew that the call would have to come between Thursday and Saturday. Even though in her heart she wanted to delay it as long as possible, she knew that she would be secured to the Headmaster’s bench within the next 36 hours. There was no chance of getting out of it now – Justin would see to that. He had given his word, and so had she.

It became apparent that Justin had a heads-up about the time. He had ordered Carrie to fix a light lunch at 11:00 am, and they had finished eating by noon when the phone rang. When Carrie heard Justin say, “We are on our way,” she knew what the next order would be. “Carrie, we’re leaving in 20 minutes. Get ready.”

That meant cleaning up quickly and putting on clean panties, a clean white blouse and a navy schoolgirl skirt. Carrie was to be perfectly clean and groomed. Justin had even ordered Carrie to trim her pubic area, leaving just the patch of red above her pussy that he liked so much.

With only a few minutes left before their departure, the doorbell rang. Carrie couldn’t believe the timing. Who was it? The UPS man? Justin answered the door. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Hi, Angie. Hi, Dennis. Glad you could make it.”

Angie, the friend who Carrie had confided in? And her husband? What were they doing here? Carrie’s fear turned to bewilderment.

“Carrie, get out here! We need to go!” yelled Justin.

Carrie emerged, dressed for her appointment. “Why are you here, Angie?”

“Carrie, you know the rules. No speaking from here on in, unless spoken to. I knew that you’ve spoken to Angie about this before. Mr. Logan suggested that it would be fitting for your punishment to be witnessed by at least two people who know you well. When I mentioned Angie he suggested I call her and Dennis and invite them. You need the moral support. If it’s humiliating, well, that’s fitting too. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.” Carrie was actually fine with Angie being present. She wasn’t so sure about Dennis, but then she had asked for humiliation to be a part of her punishment.

Angie rode in the back with Carrie and held her the entire way. Per the Headmaster’s instructions, Carrie’s hands were to be bound, representative of the way a convict’s hands may have been bound while she was led to punishment. Justin settled on a scarf to tie her wrists together in front of her. She was not to remove the scarf for any reason, until it was removed by the Headmaster or his assistant. In the front seat, Justin and Dennis talked shop, politics, and discipline of wives.

They arrived shortly after 1:15 pm. The Headmaster greeted them at the door and escorted the four to the punishment room. Three others were already in the room: two woman whom Carrie had not seen before and, of all people, Mr. Tolbert! Carrie’s face turned red as a beet.

The Headmaster had Carrie sit in a heavy, wooden chair facing the others, who had slightly more comfortable accommodations.

“Carrie, you of course know Mr. Tolbert. He is the reason you are here today, even though you may not have known it at first. I asked him to attend. He did not wish to at first, but I convinced him that it was fitting to attend and that it was ultimately for your own good, as well as his own. I think you will agree with me.” He didn’t wait for an answer.

“I’d also like to introduce you to Sally, my assistant, and to Gina, a nurse who used to work in the correctional facility. Sally will help me to position and bind you. Gina will monitor you for signs of physical distress and injury. I must warn you, however, that mere broken skin will not be a reason to stop the punishment. Neither will fainting. Gina is well prepared to treat and disinfect cuts caused by the cane, and has ammonia tablets for the occasional girl who loses consciousness during her punishment.

“Carrie, you have already been sentenced and have been confined to your room for the past week. You are now to receive the prescribed 30 strokes with the medium rattan, at full force, on your bare bottom while secured face down, hips raised, to my strapping bench.

“Your instructions are to call for each stroke of the cane before it is given. You will say ‘One, Sir, Two, Sir, Three, Sir, et cetera.’ You do not need to say any more; in fact, all other communication is forbidden unless you are spoken to first. After I have given you a stroke, you will have 30 seconds to clearly call for the next one. You are responsible for timing that yourself, so I suggest that you call for the next stroke as soon as you are able to. Once you have called for the next stroke, I may give it immediately or may wait as long as I see fit. You are to retain your position as best as you can. Missing a count or excessive movement may result in penalty strokes – although too much movement will be impossible.

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