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Chapter 1 - Mercy Night
"Mercy night?" Natalie stammered, utterly astonished. "But I'm an actress, not a delinquent. I was only supposed to be here for a few days, to research my role."

True. Natalie, a famous American actress secretly fascinated with corporal punishment, had voluntarily enrolled herself in the Goodwood reformatory. "Research," she claimed, and as a method actress Natalie would make any sacrifice required to ensure an authentic performance.

The Headmaster smiled. He knew the beautiful young star was quite disconcerted, but she was so adorable in her reformatory school uniform that it was quite impossible to take her pouting petulance seriously.

"You're going to be here a bit longer than that, I'm afraid," the Headmaster said, feigning regret. "The next Mercy Night isn't until the end of the summer. But that will give you ample time to prepare for your role, and prepare your formal written petition, begging for the Governor's forgiveness."

"Forgiveness for what? I haven't done anything wrong! I'm not like ... the other girls," Natalie said, confused.

"Young lady, I certainly hope you're not attempting to use your celebrity to court special treatment."

"No, sir, not at all. What I meant was, I'm, not a criminal. I haven't done anything wrong."

"True, and I am quite sure that you have noticed that unlike the other students here, you have not yet received the birch, or the cane. This is due to the fact that you have not been formally sentenced to receive such in a court of law. However, as a student you are in the Governor's care. They are charged under the law with reforming you and correcting your moral deficiencies. They cannot release you until they are certain that job is complete."

Natalie looked at him, thunderstruck. "But I was promised that my release would be a matter of routine."

"Yes, precisely. Your release will be processed along with all the other girls, according to the normal routine. Your case will be considered irrespective of your celebrity, with neither prejudice nor undue haste. Thus you will stand in the dock on Mercy Night, and will be judged according to our normal procedures, just like any other girl. You may go now, Natalie," the Headmaster said, shuffling his papers, "and begin working on your Mercy Night petition."

Natalie still had much to say, but even though she had only been in the reformatory for a few days she knew the conversation was over. The Headmaster ignored her and moved onto his paperwork, pausing only to enjoy the sight of Natalie's shapely fanny retreating across the office as she exited his study.

As she walked down the hall, Natalie was awash with a jumble of emotions: surprise, confusion, fear, and (although she hated to admit it) an almost indescribable excitement.

Mercy Night? Could this really be happening? It was too good to be true!