Jessica desperately tried to think of some way out of this hideous situation, no matter what she did no one would belief she was an adult and given how she was dressed she really couldn't blame them for that. Clearly she needed to take a different tack. Almost tearful she pleaded "You can't send me away with out letting my parent know they well get frantic and terribly worried"
Mrs Bartholomew took Mother's little Helper of its hook and smirked "Well I'm glad Jessica you have accepted we can send you away and you for once showing concern for other people. Do not worry however, as soon as you are safely incarcerated in St Mary's the police themselves will ensure your parents are properly informed. After you have settled in they may be allowed to see you if you have been a good girl and of course they will see you again at the court hearing in a months time"
Mrs Oswald then went to pick up her mobile phone and informed the other ladies "I'll call the school and get them to send around their pick up van"
Mrs Bradley gave Jessica a dismissive look but clearly was looking forward to seeing her get spanked. Mrs Bartholomew barked "Drop your shorts and undies and adopt a canning position over that chair Jessica"
Mortified poor Jessica knew she had no choice so dropped her shorts and childish panties to around her ankles then positioned herself over the chair. The leather strap proved just as painful to receive as it was humiliating to be so treated. In a few minutes her poor bottom glowed a painful bright red and she was crying pitifully just like the small child she looked.
As Jessica went to pull up her shorts and undies after the canning, Mrs Bradley barked "No girl leave them down around your ankles and stand in the corner so we can all see your shame"
Mrs Oswald then brought you over something to drink "Now Jessica, the St Mary's van is on its way, they asked me to give you this to drink first as its long hot drive"
Jessica took the glass and to avoid further pain politely said "Thank you Mrs Oswald"
She took a sip of it and found it tasted strange, she also knew that the school was not that far away a got might bit suspicious, suspecting the drink was probably laced with something.
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