Rolley was in trouble. Miss was sick of warning him. He was ordered into the gymnasium, resplendent in smart school uniform, read his rights and told in a strict, no nonsense manner, to bend over the horse. Evans was summoned as witness to the discipline and was no fan of Rolley. It is clear to see on her pretty face that she is going to enjoy the situation as she kept running her tongue over her dry lips, wetting them with anticipation. Rolley's shorts were pulled down, followed by his pristine y-fronts, revealing a pale pink flushed bottom that had already received some attention. Miss lifted and bent a swishy cane causing Evans to smile and her eyes to light up. Rolley cringed, he waited, his bottom thrust out in expectancy, he knew his plight was only seconds away. Miss raised her arm, there was to be no further procrastination, the cane whipped through the air, down with a sharp crack, as it hit his bare bottom ..... He cringed, then spluttered ...' Number 1'.