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After the tragic death of her wealthy business man father in a car crash, 16 yr- old Cindy Fordham had become an out of control teenager. 

She was never an angel. But now she was drinking, smoking, staying out all night, taking drugs, swearing and having sex with older boys and generally being  a spoilt rude brat to anyone she felt like. Her grieving despairing step- mother didn`t know what to do about her wild-child behaviour .Until a good friend put her onto The Sisters Of Redemption Convent School Of Guidance & Etiquette For Wayward Young Ladies. An expensive  private boarding school run by strict disciplinarian mostly irish nuns located  in suburban Liverpool.

“It`s £10.000 a term but its worth every penny to sort out your problem. Two terms there cured my  unruly teenage niece of her wild child ways. She`s a darling young lady now in her first year at Oxford. Why  don`t you give it a try? Here`s the tel number. What have you got to lose apart from 10 grand?" Her friend encouraged .

So her step-mother rung it and arranged a that week appointment  with school matron Mother Superior Bernadette. The appointment which she attended alone without Cindy knowing, proved beneficial and lifted a stressful weight off her burdened shoulders, as the Mother Superior was happy to accept  Cindy for a term, starting from the next week. “ Iam certain that with our lord`s wisdom and guidance we can steer your step-daughter back onto the  right path that she has obviously strayed from." She comfortably assured her,then added  “All that we ask of you is that you  sign an agreement not to question or interfere with the teachings or disciplines felt necessary by us to achieve satisfactory results with her. For example, vanity is a sin we discourage with all our girls. All beauty products and appliances are forbidden . We insist that all pupil`s hair be kept natural  and clean and worn off the shoulders at all times except bedtime,.Make-up of any kind will be confiscated and the offending pupil disciplined as necessary in accordance of our lord`s will."

“ I know that Cindy will hate that as she`ll die without her G.H.D. hair straighteners and her lip gloss, but she definitely needs some harsh discipline Mother ,so you have my signed consent to do as you need to with her." Her step-mother concorded as she wrote out a cheque for £11,750 ,an increased sum full terms fees.

Of course Cindy took the news of her being sent off to a convent school with bitter resentment towards her step- mother. She hated her for it, but she realised that nothing was going to  prevent her  being sent to it by her. And right from her first day at the strict-line boarding school ,the teacher nuns saw that Cindy was going to be a singularly difficult pupil to deal with. After her first week “F**k you penguin!“ had become a most heard insult by her to them. But rather than punishing her for it, they used clever psychology and punished  her class mates instead,which didn`t gain her any favours or friends amongst them. In fact they sent her to Coventry but it didn`t change Cindy`s  “F**k You`s" attitude any.and the anti-vanity policies installed  really pissed her off, with the cheap,harsh, scentless shampoo (no conditioner) the girls had to use wreaking havoc on her  breast- length silky blonde prided hair. With the highlights assisted usual shine it normally had dull and faded and the body it had fallen limp. So three weeks into term a defiant Cindy decided to screw the rules by buying in town and smuggling in bottles of  top brand beauty  shampoo and conditioner, but unfortunately for her she was seen using them by  a  spying dorm mate Katherine, a real teachers pet and tell tale who took great delight in reporting her to the matron. Who decided  after confiscating  and binning both bottles, not to punish  the others this time,but make a stern example of Cindy in front of them instead. In the main hall at assembly the next morning, two of the heftier nuns grabbed Cindy by the arms and marched her up onto the raised stage.Where another nun positioned a chair in the middle of the platform which Cindy was forcibly seated  onto, then  the same nun handed the two hefty ones  some hemp rope ties and  Cindy`s hands and feet were bound to the chair by them and her long hair let down from it`s tight bun. Although she kicked and screamed and struggled, resistance was futile as they were  much to strong for her. “What the f**k do you think you`re doing ? Get your  hands off me! You can`t do this to me you f***in`sick penguins!" she screamed in front of  her watching fellow pupils,who stood there totally silent, all aware of what Cindy had done. Afterwhich the Mother Superior addressed the assembly. “You see before you our newest pupil Cindy Fordham, a girl who is fallen,an ill mannered sinner sent to us in need of our lord`s forgiveness and guidance. She has  broken the school`s rules time and time again in her short time with us  and this time she alone will be punished and her punishment shall fit her crime. Vanity is such an unholy sin that  it will not be tolerated under any circumstances,so as it would appear that Miss Fordham is not content to use the hair shampoo adequately provided, her hair will no longer be an issue with us .Sister Margaret.once a mislead sinner and former pupil of the school herself, but now reformed  and found salvation  in our lord`s arms as one of his brides will carry out the punishment in accordance with Gods will."

Sister Margaret, a young  teacher nun  approached Cindy in the chair and suddenly produced a large pair of scissors. “ Now girls you  will witness the price you pay for the sin of vanity." She told them and then  grabbing a handful of Cindy`s long blonde hair lopped a big chunk off and let it fall in front of her eyes,to loud gasps of shock from her watching fellow pupils. Cindy cried out  in disbelief “ What the f**k! You can`t cut my hair off its not allowed.Wait till my step-mum hears about this,she`ll have this shithole of a school shut down ! “  To which Sister Margaret just laughed at, grabbed another handful of her long blonde hair and chopped of an even bigger chunk. “ Stupid girl! We have your step- mother`s full consent to discipline you how we feel you deserve. She won`t interfere with anything we do to you, nor will anyone else. It is our Lord`s will that your vainness be punished by having your hair shorn and i have been chosen to perform the task,so hush now girl or i`ll leave you without a hair on your head!" She calmly threatened, then lifted up another handful of her long blonde hair and purposely sheared it off to about 2 inches from her scalp. To which some of the spectators daringly applauded her for, briefly until the Mother Superior curtly ordered “Silence! One giggle, hand clap or sound from any girl and she  will have her hair shorn also." 

Cindy looked down at the growing pile of her hair forming on the stage floor and  wells of tears ran down her face. “ Oh please Sister don`t cut  anymore off. I`ll do whatever you want me to and i`ll be good, i promise." She pleaded as more tears flowed down her pretty cheeks.

In response Sister Margaret looked over to her Mother Superior who with an uncaring shake of her wimpled head told her “ It`s good that she weeps and wishes to repent her sins,but continue doing our Lord`s work Sister.Let the scissors judge her sins as it is God not we she must beg forgiveness from." 

So Sister Margaret with a “Yes Mother ." went back to shearing Cindy`s long blonde locks off. Randomly lifting and snipping,lifting and snipping, and lifting and snipping it off to about 2 inches all over, whilst Cindy head bowed wept uncontrollably but didn`t say a word. She knew when she was beaten. “So how short does our Lord wish me to cut it Mother?" Asked the young Sister.

“ That will suffice Sister, now take her to my office and wait for me there. Sister Carmel gather her hair up and bag it for the wigmaker please" Instructed the Mother Superior.

 Inside her office Sister Margaret placed the large pair of scissors on her desk and waited with Cindy as ordered and when the M/S  got there she was carrying the bag of her gathered up hair and a mans shaving -mirror. She put the bag on the desk and looking at Cindy stone faced  pushed the mirror in front of her,and said ,while running a hand almost playfully through her 2 inch punishment crop." Look at yourself in the miirror girl. I want you to see  yourself as you really are, now that your vanity is gone and your arrogance has been defeated  you`re free! Free to decide between  right and wrong  and good and evil. So now you must look deep into your  ugly soul  and find that that is pure and decent and offer it up to Our Lord,and pray to him for salvation." And then she issued her a stern verbal warning. Opening  the bottom drawer of her desk,she pulled out a set of old fashioned hand operated hair clippers. “Now Miss Fordham if you should ever break a school rule again or be involved in any type of wrong doing throughout this term, i will personally punish you . I will shave you completely bald with these, soap and a razor and you will be an object of ridicule amongst your peers. Do you understand me girl?"

“ Yes Matron i understand and i will be good from now on i promise, and i will seek to earn God`s forgiveness for all my sins." Cindy, a spirit broken figure sheepishly replied.

“ See that you do girl, now run along to whatever class you should be in." Matron dismissed her.

Over three months passed and as good as her word Cindy behaved as good as gold. Her hair had grown back to a more feminine almost 5 inches and she even made two friends in her dorm with Zoe and Yvonne, one of whom Zoe,( a dab hand with scissors ) kindly shaped her growing hair into a neat simple, blunt bob. And then it happened. One day after classes, whilst Cindy was in a toilet cubicle, she overheard  tell tale dorm-mate Katherine tell some others how her beloved dead father was a conman who got rich by cheating hard working people out of their savings by way of a stock market scam. Which of course wasn`t true and enraged Cindy so much that she suddenly flew out of the cubicle into a heated argument with her that developed into a full blown fight which Cindy was easily winning. Until passing by and hearing the commotion, Sister Carmel intervened and  broke the two apart. “ Right you two Matron`s office now!" She commanded. Which made Cindy  turn pale and feel sick. “ Oh please Sister Carmel don`t take us to Matron`s office. Please can`t you punish us instead? “ She pleaded on bended knees fearful of the M/S`s threat.

“Sorry no i can`t not for fighting. I have to report you both for this to the Mother,so move yourselves along,i haven`t got all day." Sister Carmel barked at them in sharp reply

Heads bowed the two girls entered Matron`s office and Sister Carmel reported them fighting in the toilets to her.

The M/S scowled at them and said “ Fighting eh! Whatever next. Well I must say Katherine Brady iam  disappointed  and surprised to hear this of you . And you Miss Fordham, you were doing so well i truly believed that you had became a reformed sinner, but it would appear not girl." and then asked .“ So what were you fighting over? “  Where before Cindy could speak `Miss Goodie Goodie’ Katherine jumped in with her own version of  the incident. “ I was in the toilets talking to a few friends when suddenly she bursts out of a cubicle, sees me and just attacks me like a lunatic. So naturally i had to defend myself which i was doing when Sister Carmel came in and stopped us fighting. I think it was a pay back by her for the shampoo thing Matron as she knows it was me who reported her."

“ Is this true Fordham?" Asked the M/S.

To which Cindy replied almost close to tears.

“ No Matron it`s a pack of lies. “ I was in a cubicle,yes, when i overheard her tell her mates that my dead dad whom i miss so much was a conman who got rich by cheating people out of their savings. Which is a horrible lie, and it made me so angry  that without thinking i came out and confronted her over it. When she laughed in my face i just saw red and grabbed her and hit her,then Sister Carmel came in and stopped us fighting, and that`s really what happened. It wasn`t revenge for the other thing and iam really sorry i reacted like i did. I didn`t mean to break the rules. Please forgive me Matron." She pleaded fearing the worst. But to her great amazement the M/S `s response was “ D`ya know girl I actually believe you`re telling the truth and Katherine,well lets say that her memory of things is a bit clouded..“ But then suddenly she said  the words Cindy dreaded to hear “But regardless of what or who caused it, i simply can`t overlook the unsavoury fact that pupils were fighting. and i will not tolerate such behaviour in this school so you both require to be punished.``

As tears started flowing down Cindy`s cheeks, Matron continued “ Katherine Brady iam very disappoin- 

ted in you. In addition to fighting,you`ve told lies and spoken ill of the deceased, despicable sins, and i hope you are ashamed of yourself girl and prepared by Our Lord`s mercy to repent your sins by doing penance for them." 

“ Yes Matron iam very ashamed and deserve punishment for the sins i have committed. Iam so sorry Cindy for what i said about your father, it was wrong of me and i hope you can forgive me." Katherine grovelled trying to sound sincere but not fooling a weeping Cindy, then the M/S  delivered her punishment “ Miss Brady you will scrub and polish the chapel each Saturday for one whole month and do one hour`s prayer study after classes each day throughout that month and may God grant i never see you brought before me again girl, for should you be? Your punishment will be considerably more severe, as Miss Fordham here is about to discover." The stone-faced head nun decreed. “Now go to wherever you should be girl and heed my warning!" She dismissed her.

“ Thankyou Matron, i won`t let you down again." She pledged gratefully accepting her punishment,

appreciatively now aware that she was leaving a trembling and weeping Cindy to suffer a presumably

decidedly worse fate. Where as she closed the office door behind her, the M/S fixed her gaze firmly on Cindy and told her “ Well Miss Fordham,although there may have been some provocation which led to your actions, you did break another of the school`s regulations and chose to discard my warning to you from last time,so you leave me no choice but to punish you as i stated then, and yes that means your

head is going to be shaved girl and you will pray to Our Lord for forgiveness and guidance while i shave it. So stop your blubbering and sit yourself down in this chair.Or would you prefer to be tied and gagged

by Sister Carmel here?"

 To which with a silent shake of her head, Cindy sobbing uncontrollably suddenly threw herself onto the floor and tugging at the M/S`s habit begged her “ Please Matron don`t shave my hair off.Oh please don`t .I`ll do anything you want me to but please don`t shave my head." But Matron not noted for showing 

compassion felt none for her and rejected her pleas. “ Cut out the dramatics and sit yourself onto that chair now girl before i take a cane to you. You knew what your punishment would be when you broke the rules,so now you must pay the consequences and have the good grace to accept them."She sternly commanded. And then opened her desk bottom drawer and pulled out the old fashioned pair of hair-clippers, the shaving mirror and a gents safety razor,set them out on top of the desk and instructed  Sister Carmel to fetch her soap, a towel and a bowl of hot water. As the Sister left the room to do so,Cindy still sobbing sat on the chair shivering with fear and suddenly felt the Matron`s left-hand push her head down till her chin pressed onto her chest followed by the clicking of the clippers in her right-hand as they began to move up her nape, gnawing away at her 5" bob. not cutting clean but pulling at the hair and catching the skin with each click. “ Aargh! Ouch ,ouch!! That hurts! She screamed out in pain." Which the M/S responded to unapologetically . “ Hush girl, it can`t be helped! It`s been a while since i last had to use these.They probably need a good oiling and the blade sharpened, but they`ll just have to do as they are for now. I`ll take as much hair off as i can with scissors first and then they might cut a little better and if it hurts it must be God`s will that you suffer pain for your sins, so pray for his mercy and forgiveness as you suffer." Then she opened the top drawer of her desk and pulled out a 6" pair of sewing scissors and proceeded to `snip snip snip ‘off Cindy`s hair to about half an inch all over. She just sat there and prayed as her 5" bob gathered on the floor around her but couldn`t fail to notice how much Matron seemed to enjoy cutting off her hair,with her eyes and almost grinning  mouth expressing a sick self satisfaction.

Sister Carmel returned with the items she`d been sent for and upon opening the office door a blast of cold air hit the back of Cindy`s neck causing her to lift her hand up to it to feel the now only  bristles.

“Oh God why have you let her do this to me?" She cried out,suddenly realising that most of her hair was gone.

The M/S totally ignored her cry, put the scissors back in the top drawer and re-armed herself with the blunt rusty clippers. Down went Cindy`s head into her chest again and the clippers moved into her nape and up to the upper back creating a skull close path  through the centre “Aargh! Ouch! Ouch!" They still pulled and pinched the skin and  hurt just as bad as previously,then she ploughed another section and another and another all over her head until all that remained was skin close stubble through a reddish  sore scalp. Cindy was almost bald but not entirely yet. She had a few small bleeding cuts on her head where the torturous clippers had nicked her, which Sister Carmel dabbed with the towel and hot water to soothe before lathering up the soap and smoothing it onto her scalp,then the M/S handed her the safety razor which had a shiny, sharp, brand new blade in it and ordered her to shave her bald. which she did with gentle short strokes of the razor, wiping the mixture of stubble and lather off onto the towel,but this time Cindy felt no pain, quite the opposite in fact. She felt a pleasurable strange sensual sensation that she`d  never felt before ,which sent a tingle through her body, stood her breast nipples up and made her  embarrassingly wet, wet, and wetter down below with each erotic stroke as it glided over her being clean shaved head. She wanted to scream out “More ,more more!!! But resisted the temptation, and when the Sister  had finished both nuns stood there stunned by the look of ecstasy expressed all over her face. 

Both their faces were a picture of disgust and confusion. ‘This was a punishment not a treat for her to get enjoyment from, so this shouldn`t happen`; was written all over them,but plainly it did and  much to Cindy`s delight she realised it bugged the hell out of them.

Seeking to receive an anguished troubled reaction from her, the M/S shoved the mirror in front of her and antagonised “ You silly misguided child, now you see what an impetuous sinner looks like i pray girl with Our Lord`s guidance you`ve learned a valuable lesson from it!"  But Cindy although a bit shocked at seeing herself completely bald for the first time, couldn`t get over how suddenly big her sapphire blue eyes looked and that she had these amazing cheekbones like a fashion model`s and  with a cheeky grin to her punishers , quipped “ So which one of you does eyebrows then ? “  which incensed the M/S to sharply command her to “get off that chair and lift your skirt up girl." She then lifted a bamboo cane and whacked her fast and hard three times across the back of her bare legs with it. Boy it stung, but Cindy wouldn`t allow herself to show any pain to them and gritted her teeth  through each swipe “ Now get out of my sight Fordham and stay out of it or next time girl you will feel the cane much more severely!"

The frustrated nun threatened and Cindy left. 

When the other girls saw her bald, i.e Katherine and her cronies, some made mocking remarks, but mostly the reaction was either. “ Oh well it will grow back." Or “ Wow! You look awesome, like you could be a fashion model."

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