Home Page    Log in / register    Newsletter    Authors

Search by Title, Author or words


Shopping Cart

No Cart Open


Books showing a sign means books can be sent direct to your Kindle from our download pages or Member Library -
if your Kindle has the Personal Document Service feature! Other eReader formats (epub, etc) are also available.



Born To Be Punished (2nd Edition) (Richard Stryker)

Born To Be Punished (2nd Edition) by Richard Stryker

Click here for larger cover


Add To Cart

More By This Author

Read reviews further down this page

    • Average 3.5 from 2 ratings

St Catherine`s Convent was a college for girls. From their entry into the school the girls knew they would be caned for breaking the rules. Jasmine, Sam and Tracy would discover the meaning of the word punishment from their first few months at the school when they entered the first year sixth at the age of eighteen.

The pupils also know that when they reach the sixth form and their eighteenth birthdays, things can change - for the worst. Simone, Bettina and Celine broke the rules when they were in the upper sixth - and then they get more than discipline as they receive an education in life that, like their junior counterparts, teaches them that they are born to be punished.

Product type: EBook    Published by: Fiction4All    Published: 1 / 2010

No. words: 24700

Style: Just Spanking, Spanking and Bondage, Bondage/BDSM Short Stories

Available Formats: Palm  MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  Sony Reader (LRF)  PDF  MS Reader  This book has a format which can be downloaded to Kindle


The Convent School of St Catherine The Brave stood in large, secluded grounds. A day school with a small boarding house attached for those pupils whose parents lived abroad, the school provided a strict, Christian education for pupils aged 13 to 18 years of age. So read the prospectus. The registration form also required parents to consent to the physical chastisement of their offspring should they be unruly or break any of the numerous school rules that could be identified with physical punishment.
Jasmine Brown, Sam Delaney and Tracy Carver had all joined the sixth form of St Catherine’s when they were eighteen. They had sat through the start of year lecture given by the headmaster, William Brayker, and had been foolish enough to attract his immediate attention by chewing gum in the assembly.
After that assembly they had been summonsed to his study and given a severe dressing down though they had not been punished on the spot. From that moment onwards, the three young girls were watched like hawks by the evil head of the school, a wily man who had long since learned the art of patience, knowing one day each of the girls would slip up and become his victim. He also knew that once he had them in his sights and they had been punished according to the rules that Matron delivered the first round of corporal punishment, he could use practically any pretence once they reached the age of eighteen to punish them as adults. Oh that wonderful age of eighteen! The young, firm bodies that were available to him once they reached the sixth form made Brayker squirm with pleasure each morning as he looked out over the assembled gathering of young ladies.
Because of her gum chewing on the first assembly, Jasmine Brown became one of the first of the young ladies Brayker was watching. She was also to be the first of the three girls to feel the full force of the school’s discipline but Brayker had no cause to punish her until her second week at St Catherine’s.
She broke one of the more serious rules and again found herself standing before the headmaster’s desk after morning assembly.
“You are a wilful little girl,” Brayker said as she quivered nervously before him. “You know you are not allowed to leave the school grounds during the day. That rule is there for your own safety. Now, I have talked to your father and made my intentions clear and he has agreed that you need to be disciplined.”
“Yes, sir,” Jasmine replied fearfully. At eighteen she had already received discipline from her father before.
“As required by the rules, I am calling Matron in to assist me with your punishment.” Brayker shuffled uneasily in his seat while he waited for the sour-faced Matron to arrive. When she arrived, she smiled thinly at the now-sobbing child.
“Don’t worry dear. You’ll be able to sit down in a day or so,” she smiled again.
“Now, Miss Brown, you will receive six strokes of the cane across your backside. AS this is your first punishment these will be delivered by Matron and you will be allowed to wear your skirt. First though, Matron will ensure you are not wearing any padding.”
Padding, thought Jasmine. The idea had never occurred to her and now she knew any punishment would include a body search she decided it was one option to discard for all time.
“Right, headmaster, she is ready.” Matron said.
“Good. Right Miss Brown, you will lean over my desk with your hands out in front of you. Make sure your tummy touches the desk and stand with your legs together. I will hold your hands while Matron delivers the cane.”
And that was what happened. Jasmine Brown leaned over the desk and in a moment her hands were being held firmly by the headmaster. She felt the cane as it rested across her sweet, virgin, covered buttocks, a moment before the awesome sting of the thin wood flashed through her body as the first stroke bit into her tender flesh.
“Argggghhhhhh!” Jasmine cried out and struggled with her captor, but the headmaster was far too strong for her and held her in place. The cane was tapping her ass again and in a moment the swishing sound was terminated by another solid crack of wood on female miscreant’s backside and an almost instantaneous howl from the recipient. Jasmine was sobbing now. She had never expected the strokes to be so severe, though there had been rumours going round the school that in past years girls had actually fainted from the pain.
Swish! The cane was descending again and Jasmine visibly flinched as the thin cane created a third stripe under her school uniform.
“Yeeeoooow!” She howled and instinctively tried to straighten up as a prelude to running away. Her bottom was on fire now beneath her knickers and skirt and Jasmine vowed then and there that she would be more mindful of the rules in future.
“Yooowwwwww!” She screamed again as the next stroke added a fourth stripe to her now burning buttocks.
She howled again each time when Matron delivered the final strokes of the cane.
“Stand up and thank Matron for chastising you,” said Brayker.
“Thh…thhh…thank you Matron,” sobbed the young Jasmine Brown as she reached behind her back to rub her sore ass.
“Perhaps you will learn a valuable lesson today,” said Brayker. “Now, you have French so hurry along or you will be late for it.”
Jasmine Brown turned and sobbed her way out of the study. She howled again when she was made to sit on the plain wooden chair in her French class. Her classmates smirked and laughed secretly throughout the lesson.
From that day, Jasmine Brown knew she was being watched closely, though she had no idea that Brayker targeted a few girls each year, targeted and watched them, waitingt until they broke the rules for a second time so he could punish them as adults. In that first punishment, Jasmine Brown became a target and, in the evil Brayker’s mind, she would be well worth waiting for.
The next week, Sam Delaney was the next to be caught transgressing the rules and she was duly summoned to the headmaster’s study after morning assembly. She’d been reported by no less than three teachers for continually talking to her friends during lessons.
“Good morning, Miss Delaney,” said Brayker when she stood before his desk. “I have in front of me three reports of you continually talking to your friends in class. You know that such is a great distraction both to the pupils who want to learn at this school and also to the teachers. I have been asked to imprint on your mind once and for ever that it is wrong to talk in class unless you are specifically being talked to by a teacher.”


Great story. This is the gentler side to Stryker, and the side I prefer. Not read his erotica - you should 4 out of 5 (termite)

Author Information

I live in the leafy South of England and amongst other things belong to a bdsm community based in a converted farm. This will be no surprise to those of you who`ve read my ex-wives stories!

I also love writing about pretty college girls whose bottoms go red under the hand of a dominant man, who may also use other implements to effect their punishment.

Favourite book to write so far has been THE TAKEN.


Publisher Information

Publishers of non-adult and adult fiction. Authors, experienced and new are welcome. We have a number of different sites for various genres, including specialist sites for Romance (www.a1romancestories.com, our non-adult and erotica site at www.fiction4all.com and a number of adult sites based around our main site at www.a1adultebooks.com

 Contact Us    Terms and Conditions    Protection Policy    Privacy Policy    Refund Policy   

This Site Owned By Fiction4All - Copyright Ó 2013