At my school, we all feared being spanked by our Art Mistress more than any of the male teachers She was almost sadistic about it, I never left her lap until I was sobbing desperately and my bottom was as red as a beetroot. I was not the exception either, even the toughest girls would leave in a flood of tears and swearing never to cross her again.
I would normally take my spankings quite well both at home and school but if she called me out to the front of the class I could feel tears welling in my eyes before I even got there. I would not even try to be brave but would plead with a croaky voice and never to any avail. My fate was sealed as soon as I left my desk and in reality, I knew there was no way to convince her for clemency, Soon enough I would myself over her knee desperately trying to keep my bared bottom still and "properly presented", to use her terminology, whilst she delivered a torrent of painful smacks.
Some parents did complain about her but considering she was the Head Mistress's sister, the complaints fell on deaf ears.
I actually feel the women teachers generally spanked harder than the men, maybe because sharing the same sex they felt less of a need to show any sympathy