AN: This chapter contains the spanking of a preteen, you have been warned. The author does not endorse this type of punishment for real life children, etc.
Skie opened the door and stepped inside.
"Excellent. I appreciate your punctuality." Hazel remarked, glancing at the clock which showed exactly 3:00.
There was a moment of awkward silence as Skie looked between Hazel and her sister. Hazel noticed and anticipated her question.
"Your sister is acting as my second as, in this case, I require a witness. Now, we may as well get this over with. Please remove your blazer."
Skie did so, visibly shaking.
Hazel closed her eyes for a brief moment, calming herself. "Now, Miss Matthews, you are aware of why you are here."
"Yes, miss."
"Explain."
"I stole money from Ms. Wheaton and Izzy, and now I'm going to be...punished for it." Skie's voice dropped as she spoke and she blushed deeply.
Hazel nodded. "I could go through the typical 'what could you have done differently' questions, but I believe you are aware of that as well."
"Yes, miss."
"Do you have anything else you wish to say before we begin?"
Skie bit her lip. "Just...that I'm sorry, miss. And thank you for sticking up for me this morning."
"You are very welcome, and I forgive you. However, you must still be punished."
Skie nodded silently.
Hazel sighed. "Raven, please wait in the other room. I will call you when I require your assistance."
Raven nodded and left, pausing to squeeze her sister's shoulder first.
"All right, Miss Matthews. Come here."
Skie slowly walked to Hazel's side, looking very scared. It took all Hazel's willpower not to get up and hug the girl.
"Bend over."
Skie laid over Hazel's knees. Hazel lifted her skirt, adjusted her shirt tails, and placed her hand on the younger girl's bottom.
"Are you ready, Miss Matthews?"
"Not really, Miss. Just get it over with." Skie muttered.
Hazel took a deep breath, raised her hand, and brought it down hard.
Smack
Skie yelped.
Hazel spanked in a quick rhythm, keeping an eye on the clock. When a minute had passed, she slid her thumbs under the waistband of Skie's underwear and quickly bared her bottom.
The head girl continued in her rhythm of spanking, watching the clock for a full two minutes. It certainly wasn't the hardest spanking Skie had ever gotten, not by a long shot, but by the end of it she had tears running down her cheeks.
Hazel paused and placed a hand on Skie's back, unconsciously rubbing it as she collected herself.
"Alright, Miss Matthews. Go over to the first drawer and get me the slipper."
Skie made a move to pull up her underwear but Hazel shook her head.
"You may as well step out of those, you won't be needing them."
Skie blushed but did as she was told. It was only a few steps over to the drawer, but it felt like crossing the Sahara desert. She picked the slipper out of it and walked back, noticing how heavy it was.

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General FictionSkie is a "problem child." No matter where she goes, trouble and drama seem to surround her. However, at her new school, East Hill Private Academy, she meets her match in the form of Hazel, her sister's best friend, who is set as her mentor. Both gi...