Cool Cat and the Manifesto of Mega-Minxdom

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One of the many wonderful pleasures of developing the Woody Back to School Unit saga has been the opportunity to develop a wide array of diverse characters. Despite the necessary legal disclaimers some of the characters were inspired by real-life folks that I have encountered both on the spanking scene and in vanilla life. Others are simply inspired by a picture or an article or a reader’s letter in the specialist magazines that service tastes of our persuasion.

Cathryn ‘Cat’ Cassidy is a major protagonist in the stories. She was the author of the ‘Manifesto of Mega-Minxdom’ and is the spiritual leader of the subterranean cult known as the Mega-minxes. Her character simply evolved from these two pictures that appeared in the Reader’s Letters section of an old Janus. That’s the writing process.

Cat epitomizes the spirit of the Woody Gals in the stories. Despite being sentenced to spend seven years at the austere Woody Back to School Unit, without the possibility of parole, Cat remains wild, free-spirited, flamboyant and undaunted. Rather than defying rules by rebellious, pouty, sullen or bratty behavior she merely ignores them and be damned with the consequences.

In the following extract from Volume 2 – Operation Scorched Arse Cat demonstrates her languid disdain for the system that governs her life. Enjoy and if you like the extract BUY the BOOKS … lol.

Cathryn was dressed in her prefect’s garb of block red blazer with black piping around the border, white blouse, red tie and a dark pleated skirt. She wore a boater on her head at a jaunty angle.

“What is it this time Cassidy?” asked Ms Lawton.

“Curfew violation apparently,” drawled Cat with a nonchalant shrug. “Patty says I didn’t fill out some new fangled paperwork so she sent me up for whops.”

“That is Ms Hodge to you, Cassidy,” said the Grand Dame.

“Oh yeah, well whatever,” said Cat indifferently.

Ms Lawton twitched her nose suspiciously. “Have you been drinking, Cassidy?” she asked.

“Naw, well yeah, but not drinking exactly, I had a couple of glasses of white wine, nothing serious. What are you going to do? Flog me?” said Cat in the same unconcerned drawl.

“I will certainly be considering that option,” snapped the Grand Dame.

Cathryn rolled her eyes.

Ms Lawton scowled at the prefect. “Raise your skirt,” she said curtly.

“Oh good grief,” said Cat. She reached under her skirt and extracted a packet of Marlboro Lights from the elastic waistband of her bumbags. “Are these what you’re looking for?” she asked and tossed them on the desk.

“Your attitude is not helping you,” said Ms Lawton. “You still have the remainder of the year before you complete the program and I can still flunk you. You know that alcohol and cigarettes are forbidden but you continue to flaunt the rules.”

“Look Ma’am,” said Cat. “I’m a prefect; I was out in town on a legitimate pass. I had a couple of scoops and I would have stashed the fags when I got back. If Patty, oops, Ms Hodge, hadn’t introduced some new and unannounced protocol then nobody would be any the wiser.”

Ms Lawton sighed. She always found dealing with Cathryn most disconcerting. During her years in Military Intelligence she had been trained to interrogate terrorists and enemies of the state. She was considered a master practitioner of the craft. However, in the nearly seven years that she had been responsible for overseeing Cathryn’s social rehabilitation she had never managed to satisfactorily penetrate Cat’s inner psyche.

It was not that Cathryn was devious or disingenuous. In fact quite the opposite, she was startling forthright and straight-forward. She wasn’t rude or arrogant or even willfully disobedient. She merely seemed to have a total disregard for rules or convention and seemed quite content to suffer any consequences that might arise.

The Grand Dame wasn’t naïve. She was aware that the inmates had stashes of booze and cigarettes secreted all over the facility. She occasionally instituted searches but the grounds were simply too large to police adequately. She had nothing in principle against drinking or smoking but had found in the early years of the unit’s history a policy of moderation was impossible to enforce so she had implemented a total prohibition.

Ms Lawton looked over at Cathryn. In many ways the prefect was at the very heart of her problem. It was Cat after all who had authored the subversive manifesto of mega-minxdom and had rallied the inmates into the irksome cult. Nonetheless, the Grand Dame had considerable respect for Cathryn. She had got her hands on a bootleg copy of the doctrine and had been impressed by its witty and sophisticated articulation. She was also aware of Patty’s deep dislike for Cat.

“What new fangled paperwork?” asked Ms Lawton.

Cathryn shrugged. “I dunno,” she drawled. “I handed in my pass when I came back to the facility and then I got a summons. Patty, oh shit, Ms Hodge, told me that my paperwork was invalid and sent me over to see you, so here I am.”

Ms Lawton leaned back in her chair thoughtfully. “Alright Cassidy,” she said finally, “Please step out onto the landing and assume the position. I’d like to look into this a little further.”

Ms Lawton studied the two forms. “I must confess, I’m not sure I see the difference, Patricia,” she told her deputy. “I mean they are laid out a little differently but they seem to contain the same information.”

Patty narrowed her eyes. “As a member of the Elite Cassidy is supposed to keep abreast of all of the rules, regulations and protocols,” she snapped. “If she was doing her job properly she would know which form is currently in use. This is a typical example of her irresponsible attitude to her responsibilities as a prefect.”

“But Ms Hammell signed the town pass,” observed the Grand Dame. “That at least lends it some legitimacy.”

“Dotty Hammell is a damned liberal,” snorted Patty.

“Alright Patty leave it with me and send Cassidy in on your way out,” sighed Susan Lawton.

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