Do smart women do it for you? Do you LIKE the intimidating feeling of being with a woman who may be your intellectual superior? Want a bright woman to fill your socket? Or maybe you just have a thing for the 'mature women' or the bookish type persona and prefer that to the giggly, fumbling 'school girl' types, who, no matter how young and pretty, lack the panache and style of a truly experienced woman? Dull dommes** got you down? Prefer an Ivy Leaguer instead?

Well, then--- Report to Mistress Janca for your training. Now! You could go to the head of the class and become teacher's pet if you are real good. However, if you are a naughty boy* and slip up on your lessons, you'll get more than a wrist slapping from me.

Maybe you're one of those bookworms who like to 'read between the lines' of those 'librarian types'. You know the types with the pulled back hair, horned rimmed glasses, modest clothes and sensible shoes. You like that type because she challenges your imagination to wonder how she would look with her long black hair flowing down and glasses removed?

After that, your thoughts shift to envisioning what type of lingerie she is wearing under that conservative facade of propriety. Maybe a lace push up cleavage bra and garter belt and stockings--or could she be wearing a black thong and thigh high lace top stockings? Fact of the matter, this type of musing is exactly what is making it so hard for you to concentrate on your studies. Does that bring back adolescent memories of being a school boy wondering the same things about your teacher? Do you shake in your shoes in apprehension at the thought of her actually catching you trying to peek down her shirt and up her skirt? No need to answer because Mistress Janca knows what you're thinking. She is going to be your substitute teacher today. So behave and pay attention!

I said PAY ATTENTION and STOP LOOKING DOWN MY SHIRT!

Why is it that no matter how conservatively I dress, naughty boys like YOU fantasize about those things while you SHOULD be doing your studies? Well, I think it's time that Mistress Janca teach YOU a lesson. Will you be the one I put in the dunce corner or parade around the school yard with a pair of my panties over your head? (Ya, I saw you looking up my dress in class.) Your face was practically in my panties as you moved your desk so close to mine for the view. So why don't I just take them off, put them over your head so you get a closer 'look' at them and parade you around the school yard chanting: "I see London. I see France. I see Mistress Janca's underpants." Imagine how silly you will look in front of all the others who will be laughing at you. Well, that's what you get for looking up my dress in class!)

I'm keeping my legs tightly crossed in class so panty peek-a-boo-sneak a- peep-pea brains are DENIED access to looky-looks. Mmmmm..... on second thought, that may leave too much to the imagination. Sometimes, naughty boys* not being actually to see my panties shift their perverted pubescent thoughts to images of my not wearing any.

I'm going to pull your pants down, put you right over my knee and spank you until your ass is real red with embarrassment. You're a disobedient incorrigible cad in my book. Bad to the bone and severely in need of my 'special education' classes. So shut up, behave and let this striking disciplinarian meter out the punishment you deserve. mmmm.....what shall I administer that with; the classic old fashion 'down with your pants' and over my knee 'hands on' spanking. Yes, that's the first mode of action. However, I'll have you know that there is always the wispy stinging cane, the English school boy's paddle or the dreaded crop for those in need of more severe corporal punishment. Furthermore, while I'm at it, I'll take out my ruler to see if you 'measure up' and will not spare your 'rod' in the process either.

An Presentation from Mistress Janca

Here's what past graduates have said:

"For degrees with ease, get down on your knees please."----Bad Boy Bob

"XYZ=examine your zipper. Don't get caught with your fly down."--Dick Hertz

"All you classics scholars should really keep your Pantheon."---Eschew Obfuscation

"With Mistress Janca as the teacher it's no wonder Why Johnny Can't Read"---Johnny

"She's got great apples!"--Adam

Foot notes:

*Naughty Boy: One that is 35 or over but still in need for after school 'remedial' lessons.

**Dull Domme: The type who pilfers my stuff and uses my 'brights' when they need to 'shine'. It's only a matter of time before Janca singles out her stylistic mimics and makes a special 'dunce corner' just for them. As always, Janca encourages all dommes to use their OWN minds. That's how I do it.

Credits:

Yes, Mistress Janca gives credit where credit is due and would like to thank her SPONSORS who provide FINANCIAL CONTRIBUTIONS needed to publish specialty 'vignettes' of this nature. The section of my site which includes photo vignettes such as this is SPONSORED by viewers 'like you'.

Sponsors:

Trundy: From the max boards who provided a generous financial contribution.

Pervert-Ed: From the max boards who provided a generous financial contribution.

Johnny: Once a naughty little boy. Now a law enforcement officer.

A willing student (awillingstudent): From the max boards who is actually a 'good boy'

Ron: My lifestyle slave who has been donating to my site for the last 10 years.

Steve (goldenshowerslav): An Oxford Scholar who is amused and entertained by my theatrics.

Helpers:

Musher: Max poster and personal photographer.

Applecheeks: My webmaster who was kind enough to come over and blow out, the various debris like crumbs, ashes, dust and gunk that had collected under my keyboard. This vignette was late coming because my keyboard was not working.

Special Effects:

Janca: Webdesign, layout, writing, creative concept, model and educator.