Private school teachers have become rare. They usually work for rich families who don’t really have time for children. Sometimes, however, there is an ambitious father involved who knows that his daughter is dumb as a post but will do anything to get her through school. Like sixteen-year-old Miriam, for whom a strict teacher was just right.

The right man in the right place

„Think of yourself as my extended arm,“ were her father’s words. „I made sure that she was brought up strictly by our governess and I want her to continue to be brought down hard.“

He was a man who knew how to get things done. He had started out as a craftsman and turned a small furniture factory into an impressive factory specializing in sophisticated system furniture. His daughter was from his first marriage, but he didn’t really have time for her. Instead there was the governess and now there was the tutor. Both were dealing with a pretty girl, but unfortunately she was not one of the most intelligent in the country. And both were equipped with all the powers that were essential for a successful upbringing.

„I hope you know how to use a good cane,“ was the key question at the interview. „The girl can be quite stubborn and only a firm hand can put her in her place. But you can also use a strong leather strap if you prefer. But you shouldn’t even bother with any educational experiments. My Miriam is quite simple-minded and only understands a language that she can feel. But she has a nice ass, which of course has to be exposed first.“

The single father obviously had very traditional ideas about education. And he was looking for a tutor who shared his views.

Peter Gerstner was just the man for the job. He had spent several years abroad after his studies and had never been able to get to grips with German pedagogy, which he felt had long since capitulated to a youth brought up without violence, who knew no respect and for whom a teacher was no longer an authority figure. It had been different in Cape Town, where he had taught chubby Negro girls with whom a teacher without a cane simply had no chance.

There was no contract between father and teacher. The promise of a craftsman consisted of a firm handshake and Gerstner was hired. The daughter was present, but neither of the men seemed to value her opinion. She was actually quite pretty, had long blonde hair that almost reached her bottom and already had very well-developed feminine features for her age.

New tasks for the Sjambok

The decisive factor in her father’s decision was probably a souvenir from South Africa that Gerstner had wisely taken with him and shown to her resolute father.

„It’s called a sjambok and in South Africa every policeman has one of these on his belt. Today’s versions are made of plastic, but this one was still made from rhino hide in the traditional way. It is a good two centimetres thick at the handle and tapers to less than one centimetre at the end.“

The master craftsman seemed to like that. He picked up the whip almost reverently and was impressed.

„The Negro brats have pronounced asses and a sjambok like that is ideal for drawing a dozen welts on them. Your daughter’s physiognomy may not be quite as pronounced, but it certainly won’t do her any harm if she has respect for the whip.“

„You have a free hand,“ was the curt reply and the young tutor had the job of a lifetime. A job that was based on his previous experience and would certainly give him great satisfaction.

Of course, his eyes had long since scanned what kind of woman he was dealing with. She was a typical teenager. Her look was a tad too cheeky for his taste, but cheeky brats had always been his specialty. Her skirt was far too short, of course, but the whip would soon make her want to cover herself as completely as possible. Her bottom was nothing like a young Negro’s ass, but she was a rather buxom girl with plenty of meat for him to concentrate on. Her breasts were already surprisingly well developed, he realized, and wondered about her teacher. A really good teacher would have forbidden her to face her future teacher in a T-shirt that more than clearly showed off her hard nipple buds.

„I think a brat her age should feel the mark of a man,“ said her father and immediately followed up with an explanation: „Mrs. Leitner has proven herself to be a strict teacher. But the girl has now developed into a woman and I have the impression that she no longer has the authority over Miriam that she should have. It is therefore high time to replace the disrespected educator with an educator.“

Gerstner learned that there was an apartment and several rooms for the house staff in the master carpenter’s spacious villa. „Mrs. Leitner will be leaving us at the end of the month and I would very much appreciate it if you would take her place here in the house as soon as possible. I think it will only be an advantage if Miriam knows that there is a man in the house who is authorized to raise her even when I am away.“

Gerstner knew that fate was on his side. In the Germany of old, the cane had been the symbol of a strict upbringing, so to speak. But he would never have believed that there were still fathers in his home country who still believed in its effectiveness and, contrary to the general zeitgeist, upheld long-forgotten traditions. He had been convinced of the sjambok since his teaching career in South Africa, whereas in this country a strict upbringing was associated more with the cane. But it seemed that the master of the house had quickly become friends with this alternative and entrusted him with the education of this teenager, who certainly needed to have a few undesirable traits exorcized.

„I want her to have six hours of intensive lessons a day. After that, it’s homework time and you should make sure that it’s done before she can enjoy anything like free time. If she’s being stubborn, put her over the table and smack her. There are a few friends she can see, but you decide if and when she has time for them. As I said, you have a free hand when it comes to reprimanding her. If you want more powers, just talk to me.“

Other tones are struck

Gerstner found out that Miriam had previously attended the local grammar school. However, she had had to repeat a grade twice in the course of her life and was now on the verge of being expelled from school. This was probably the reason for her father’s decision to leave her further education to a tutor. His task was to get the girl through her A-levels with acceptable grades despite her limited learning abilities, no matter what measures had to be taken to achieve this.

The first lesson took place on a Monday morning and Gerstner immediately spoke plainly as he sat opposite his student. He asked her to pick up her tablet and write down the weekly lesson plan that would determine her life in the future. He familiarized her with his teaching methods. And he demonstratively placed this terrifying instrument of punishment on the table, which she had never heard of before. He sensed, not without satisfaction, that she was visibly shocked when she saw the braided leather snake, which was obviously intended for her bottom.

„What used to be the cane in Germany, which every teacher used, is still the sjambok in many parts of Africa today. It is always applied to the bare buttocks and leaves thick, swelling welts that can burst open depending on the severity of the punishment. In South Africa, the sexes are still taught separately today. I was an English and German teacher at a boarding school for secondary school girls and I can assure you that there was hardly a day when you didn’t hear the shriek of a female pupil being sjambok’d.“

It had been the best time of his life so far, Gerstner mused, and images of screaming teenagers naked to the navel to be punished for some misdeed immediately came to mind. The negro brats had pronounced but surprisingly firm buttocks that reacted very impressively to the effect of the leather whip. He had always hit them hard and had fun watching them dance uncontrollably under the whip, moaning and screaming. It was customary to fix a pupil who had earned a spanking to two ropes hanging from the ceiling and to remove their school uniform skirt and the panties underneath.

He was amused to see Miriam looking at him in amazement, but she was probably too shocked to react to his comments.

„I have your father’s express permission to reprimand you whenever I deem it necessary. And looking at your grades, I know that this will probably be necessary very often.“

With that, he ended the topic and turned his attention to today’s learning workload. She now knew that from now on there would be a different spirit that had nothing to do with what she was used to at school. Having her own teacher might have been considered a privilege by her former classmates at the local grammar school. But she would soon learn that the relaxed school routine was now a thing of the past. From now on, it was either study hard and get praised or be lazy and have welts on your body.

Carrot and stick

Gerstner quickly realized that this Miriam was actually a stupid girl who had always brought home bad grades for good reason. Her teacher had supervised her homework and locked her at home until it was done. But where there was a lack of intellectual substance, learning was a laborious process that took an infinite amount of time.

Nevertheless, Gerstner was determined to deliver the results his new employer expected. He was aware that the girl would have to learn that stupidity is no excuse for punishment. He was sure that thick welts on her stimulatingly feminine bottom would soon be the rule rather than the exception.

He uses the first week of school primarily to get a first impression of his only pupil’s learning behavior. From then on, things would get serious and the spoiled teenager would have to learn that public grammar school was a leisurely stroll compared to the pace of learning that was now required.

This began with the clear dress code that she had to follow as soon as she entered the classroom. Jeans were now taboo. He didn’t want to enforce a school uniform, but girls had to wear skirts and dresses, was his opinion, and he used his authority to force Miriam to dress in a way she would never dare to leave the house and meet her friends during lessons.

The old schoolmasters had known exactly why they insisted that a girl was dressed like a girl and Gerstner saw himself as one of the last to keep the old customs alive. If a girl wore only a skirt and panties, it only took two steps for her teacher to prepare her for a punishment. And he would chastise her, Gerstner was quite sure of that. She was already used to the thin, supple cane and, according to her teacher, she had felt it regularly. But Gerstner was convinced that you couldn’t really impress a sixteen-year-old girl with it.

As a result, the sjambok was constantly in the student’s view and Gerstner was sure that it certainly had an effect on the girl’s learning behavior when it lay silently and threateningly on the sideboard right next to the blackboard. At least he sensed that she was making every effort to follow what he was saying, even if he was pretty sure that only a fraction of it actually made it into her memory.

She probably hadn’t noticed that he had already made arrangements for her first rebuke. There were now four massive metal eyelets on the underside of her work table, which did not yet reveal their intended function. And the equipment in the classroom now also included a collection of leather utensils that were ideally suited to restraining a rebellious pupil in order to force her to accept her punishment in the most unhindered way possible.

At the end of the second week, the time had come.

His plan for Miriam’s lessons was to use the first half of the week to teach her new skills and then spend the second half consolidating and practising what she had learned. Friday was then the moment of truth and she had to show what she had learned. If he was happy with her, she was given the afternoon off. If he wasn’t, then the braided leather whip was the order of the day.

And that’s exactly what it came down to this time. Gerstner hadn’t really had any great expectations, but what he experienced that Friday was far worse than he had imagined. Yes, he had the impression that the little girl’s head was a single cavity in which pretty much all the knowledge she had painstakingly memorized had faded away in just a few days. This included newly learned mathematical formulas as well as the expansion of her English language skills and even elementary knowledge of history. Miriam was due to pass her Abitur in just one year and Gerstner feared that a full-blown miracle would have to come to his aid to bring this goal within reach.

A miracle, or the Sjambok.

The frustrated tutor poured out a torrent of abuse on the mentally hollow girl. But he realized that it would achieve nothing, absolutely nothing. She was a girl who cared more about her painted fingernails and the latest clothes than anything else. She had no special interests other than her own looks. She didn’t seem to have any extraordinary abilities either. During lessons, she had to keep her cell phone out of reach, but during every break she pounced on it like an addict and communicated with friends.

„Get up,“ he hissed at her after he had spat out his anger and calmed down again. He had made up his mind and would act on it right now. The girl rose reluctantly and stood there indecisively. He sensed her anxious looks as he walked to the sideboard that made up the sparse furnishings of the study room alongside a flipchart, a video projector and Miriam’s desk. He took some leather equipment from it and threw it on the table. Then he approached the girl. In his hand he held two cuffs made of black-colored leather. He put them on her and energetically tightened the buckles so that they firmly and immovably encircled her wrists.

„You’ll put these on as soon as you enter the study in future,“ he told her.

The girl was quite pretty and was endowed by nature with all the qualities that a man appreciates in a woman. She wasn’t particularly tall, but she was definitely an eye-catcher that attracted men. Her spine had that typically feminine outward curve, which made her bottom stand out provocatively and therefore particularly striking. Her breasts were quite generously developed, and not just for her age. Her jet-black hair reached almost to her bottom in natural waves.

Gerstner knew that she was aware of her effect on men. But he also knew that he must never give her the impression or even hint that he was impressed by her femininity. He therefore made a point of playing the strict person of respect and at least pretending that he saw her as just a pupil whom he, as her teacher, had to teach a few basic things so that her grades would be good enough for her to study something later.

„You know that I can only describe your performance as miserable, Miriam. And you also know that lazy girls deserve to be punished.“

He made a great effort to look as stern as possible. She looked down at the floor, embarrassed, and pondered the two handcuffs he had put on her. At that moment, she must have started to put two and two together and at least had an inkling of what was about to happen.

„Take off your panties.“

Her skirt was short enough for him to know that she wasn’t wearing proper panties underneath, just a white thong that barely covered the bare minimum. She reached under her skirt, slightly embarrassed, and began to peel this minimal piece of material off her body.

„Lie across the table. No not like that, go to the front like you always will in the future.“

She pressed her lips together and complied with his request with astonishing obedience. All you have to do is confront a woman authoritatively and she becomes as tame as a small child. You didn’t argue with a teenager. You told him what to do and what not to do. And a rebellious teenager was shown with a whip in his hand that disobedience had consequences.

He took her right hand, snapped a short leather loop with a snap hook into the metal eyelet and connected the other end to the hook on the underside of the table. He did the same with her left hand. Now she was secured and could not escape him, no matter what he did to her. But he didn’t leave it at that. He took a wide leather strap, connected it to the other two hooks on the table and fastened the strap. The leather now ran right over her waist and fixed her upper body firmly to the tabletop. Now he had not only effectively prevented her from escaping, but had also considerably restricted her freedom of movement. She would be able to scream and kick her legs, but that wouldn’t do her much good.

„As I said, lazy girls are punished in such a way that it hurts and they learn their lesson from it,“ he commented on his approach. „In Germany, we have unfortunately forgotten how to deal with lazy girls who don’t want to make an effort and don’t want to learn. But I am a teacher of the old kind and I will give the first lesson of many that will determine your future school life.“

With that, he stepped behind the teenager ready for punishment and flipped up the girl’s airy and actually forbidden short summer dress. He enjoyed the sight of the girl’s already well-developed buttocks, which were ideal for what was about to happen. He thought of the numerous black girls‘ bottoms that he had already made dance. He concentrated on his task and pulled out.

The hiss of the sjambok caused her to instinctively tense her body and clench her buttocks. The impact made an impressive sound. The effect was somewhere between that of a whip and a cane. The leather dipped deep into the soft skin of her buttocks until it was elastically cushioned. At the same time, the thin end of the whip traced the contours of her body, leaving an impressive welt that ran well around her right hip.

The girl’s scream came with the expected delay and it was violent. She tried to rise to her feet but was prevented from doing so by the tight leather strap at her waist. Her legs lapsed into helpless wriggling and her hands clawed at the edge of the table. The next stage of her education had begun and would certainly leave deep impressions on her consciousness.

Gerstner was an experienced educator. He didn’t just go for it, but waited until the girl had fully savored the blow and then took another swing.

The result was no less impressive. She tugged violently at the leather straps that held her in position as her shrieks were reignited. A second welt flared and Gerstner watched with satisfaction as the ass of a well-developed teenager atoned for the sins that an unwilling or incompetent mind had brought upon it.

This time he had hit her mainly with the thin and supple end of the whip, which caused a completely different kind of pain than the first blow. The braided leather snapped into the flesh with a sharp sound, eliciting a shrill scream that clearly documented that it had hurt her. He repeated the process, this time aiming for the spot where her tight thighs met her buttocks. The ensuing wriggling of her legs was a downright arousing spectacle, which was also due to the fact that he gained very indiscreet insights into her female anatomy. Her blonde fluff provided insufficient privacy and her tutor was able to study her orifices at his leisure, which sooner or later some guy was going to enjoy.

Gerstner decided to put a thick cushion under the edge of the table next time. This would ensure that the little slut would present herself to him even more provocatively than when she was first spanked by him. These little anatomical studies were not uninteresting for a teacher in his prime. Miriam’s fair skin and her sparse pubic hair gave him particularly arousing insights.

He switched sides and continued to teach his unwilling pupil a memorable lesson. Now the end of the whip flicked her left buttock in particular, increasingly transforming her initial shriek into a heart-rending howl that was reignited with each successive stroke.

Twelve was his magic number and if there was no reason for a particularly severe punishment, he would always give a pupil a dozen sharp blows, no matter how violently she reacted. He knew that little Miriam would have great difficulty sitting for the rest of the lesson, but that was an essential part of the punishment. He also knew that the marks of her reprimand would still be visible days later, but he didn’t have to take that into consideration.

In South Africa, it was not uncommon for a pupil punished during class to receive a second thrashing at home, but just as all these girls had survived it, Miriam would also emerge from her reprimand without permanent damage. Not only that, but experience had shown that it wouldn’t be two weeks before she would be asking for a chastisement like this again.

He gave her one last, particularly sharp blow and considered the teenager’s chastisement to be over. After he had waited until her twitching and wriggling had subsided, he untied her, put the leather goods back in the chest of drawers and put the sjambok back in its place.

„Cover up again,“ he ordered her. „I’ll be back in half an hour and we’ll get back to math.“ Then he left the room without a word and took a break.

On the way to his apartment, he met the childminder, who was loading her small car with the last of her belongings that she had left behind in the house. A little chat ensued, more or less between colleagues, and she said: „I’ve been looking after Miriam since she was four years old. She’s a stubborn girl and even the cane has never been able to change that. But I’ve heard that they’re going to be particularly strict with her. Now that her sexual urges are stirring, that will probably be necessary.“

„It’s good that there are still parents who swear by the tried and tested methods,“ Gerstner replied, and they both knew that they belonged to a dying generation of educators who were still able to practice their craft as they should.