Chapter Eight

 

‘You’ve done well,’ Lashley breathed, her breasts heaving, after Cyril had left them. ‘It isn’t everyone who has such success on their first day. ’

She made no attempt to close the curtains of her study-bedroom, in spite of the late hour. She pointed to the iron-framed bed in the corner of the room.

Nanny nodded.

As the two women stripped, the silence was broken only by their eager breathing and the soft ‘swish’ as their clothes fell to the floor. To Lashley’s surprise, she noticed Nanny kept her pubic hair neatly trimmed. Then she lay face upwards on the bed and opened her legs. and held her arms up to the older woman.

Nanny went towards her and stretched herself over the prone Headmistress. Her mouth sought Lashley’s in a hot kiss which spoke of wanton, sensation-seeking desire.

As they lay embracing, Lashley’s hands slowly ran down Nanny’s back, not stopping until she had reached the cleft. Her long fingers parted the other woman’s bum-cheeks.

Nanny shuddered as she nodded her willingness.

‘Grease,’ she murmured, stretching a hand out to pull the dish of butter towards the bed.

Slowly Lashley dug her fingers into the emollient, covering them with the slippery fat. Then she put her hands back into Nanny’s cleft and began working them into the woman’s sensitive anus.

Nanny’s body heaved up and down rhythmically as Lashley’s fingers penetrated her tight sphincter. Her spasmodic intakes of breath were smothered as Lashley clamped her mouth over Nanny’s parted lips.

Nanny, on top, slid her hands between their bodies, searching for Lashley’s mound. At last, guided by the wiry pubic hair beneath her, Nanny inserted a finger in the twitching vagina below. Two or three times the finger was dragged in and out. She listened with satisfaction as Lashley gave little whimpers of joy. Judging the time to be ripe, Nanny stopped and withdrew her pleasuring finger.

‘Go on! Don’t stop,’ gasped the woman beneath her.

‘Head mistress,’ said Nanny softly, ‘too much pleasure is bad for one. Remember the school’s motto - “PAIN = PLEASURE”. Before I can give you more pleasure, I must give you pain. ’

‘What are you going to do?’

‘Flog you as if you were a little girl. The way my Mother used to flog me. ’

Lashley moaned.

‘What did she do?’

Nanny gave a brief, humourless smile before answering.

‘I was stripped naked, head mistress, and was made to lie on the bed face down. Then a small towel was soaked in icy water and placed over my bare bum, being pulled taut. ’

Lashley gave a little moan.

‘What then?’ she gasped.

‘I was then thrashed with the towel on top of my bottom. That increased the pain but left the skin unmarked. ’

She could hear Lashley’s breath shuddering as excitement gripped her.

‘Go on. ’

‘The pain would last several days,’ Nanny continued. ‘Sometimes it was a week before I was able to sit comfortably. My mother was harsh, but she taught me how to give pleasure while having pleasure myself. She told me that was how HER mother had trained HER. ’

‘If I agree, Nanny,’ Lashley was panting now, ‘it will be on the condition that the Rules are observed. “To give is to receive”. Agreed?’

‘Agreed, head mistress. ’

The silence which followed was only broken by the heavy breathing and little cries of the two women as their fingers worked on each other, bringing them to orgasm simultaneously.

‘Now I’m going to lash you,’ Nanny whispered.

 

The face at the window withdrew. The watcher ran silently back to the dormitory where the other inmates were waiting.

They crowded round the watcher as he described what he had seen and overheard. As he told his story, one by one the men in the dormitory lay face down on the beds, heaving and jerking as they let their imaginations run free.

At last they lay exhausted. In the silence broken only by an occasional sigh, sleep began to bring its own consolation.

The door opened. Maudine entered the room and snapped on the electric light.

Her nostrils twitched as she went slowly from bed to bed. She slipped her hand under the prone body of each man as she came to him, feeling him and fondling his member. Each was brought swiftly to a peak.

Occasionally some of the men would try to touch her. This was ended by a slash of the riding crop.

‘Where’th little Thethill?’ lisped the young dominatrix. ‘I’m going to whip him - like a little doggy. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Thethill?’

Without a word, Cecil dropped his pyjama trousers and went on all fours, lifting his bum up high.

The crop came down again and again on the wretched man’s bottom, drawing squeals from him. When the girl had finished, Cecil was a blubbering wreck.

The girl’s face was flushed with excitement.

‘Any other wankerth here?’ she asked.

The old man in the corner trembled as she drew nearer. Flinging himself on the ground in front of her, he started to kiss the floor.

‘No time for that tonight,’ she laughed. ‘It’ll have to keep. Meanwhile, here’th thomething for you to think about until I’m ready.’

She kicked the old man in the stomach, making him retch.

‘FEMINA DOMO HOMO,’ he groaned.

‘Very good, old man,’ she nodded. ‘We’ll turn you into a proper thlave yet. ’

As she was leaving, Reneti mumbled something. Quick as a flash, Maudine turned on him.

‘Reneti, eh? What did you thay?’

Reneti quivered.

‘Young mistress, I only admired the way you treat that old fool. ’

‘Really? Well you can let us thee YOU wank now. NOW! I thay. Drop your panth and DO it!’

Reneti’s body shook as he obeyed. He undid his pyjama cord, letting his trousers slide to the ground. Taking his cock in his hand, he started to handle it. The organ sprang into life as the dominatrix watched. He was running his closed hand along his shaft when Lashley and Nanny arrived.

‘What’s going on here?’

Reneti looked at her in terror.

‘Head mistress,’ his voice shaking with fear and expectation, ‘I was . . . ‘

‘I know what you were doing - publicly, too. What is the penalty for indecent behaviour, Reneti?’

He trembled.

‘Public spanking, head mistress. ’

‘Correct. Maudine!’

The young girl giggled and sat on the edge of the man’s bed.

‘Over,’ she ordered, pointing to her knees.

Reneti’s cock had still not subsided when he bent over her knees. Feeling her firm thighs beneath him, he was unable to restrain himself from making a backwards and forwards movement.

A roar of laughter went up from the watching men.

‘You’re not liked very much, are you, Reneti?’ Lashley asked.

The miserable man blushed as he answered.

‘No, head mistress. ’

‘A good hard spanking, Maudine. As hard as you can. And you others, watch and see him humbled for his disgusting behaviour in public. ’

Maudine clearly enjoyed her duties. Taking her tennis shoe from her foot, she started.

Reneti’s shrieks rose as the shoe stung his bottom.

‘What’s it like being spanked by a girl, Reneti?’ someone scoffed.

Reneti’s only answer was a lengthy drawn-out sobbing moan. His cock couldn’t hold the flow back any longer. He flushed with shame as his juice spent over the knees of his young mistress.

On and on went the spanking. The room fell silent. Horror mingled with delight. The only sounds were Reneti’s cries and the continuous thwack of the tennis shoe on his bare skin.

Lashley was satisfied at last.

‘Stop,’ she called.

Reneti’s sobs had turned to hiccups. When the thrashing stopped, he tumbled off Maudine’s knees to the ground at Lashley’s feet.

‘For . . . forgive me . . . head mistress. Never . . . never . . . do it . . . more. ’

Lashley’s eyes sparkled in her excitement at his misery.

‘He will be put on the chain back to front for seven days,’ she ordered. ‘When the men go forwards, he’ll have to go backwards on his knees. If he resists, the others will drag him backwards. ’

‘And after that,’ added Nanny viciously, ‘he’ll be sent into the wrestling ring oiled and naked for a match every night until his sins have been cleared. ’

‘His first bout will be with the gym instructress,’ Lashley broke in. ‘After that, I’ll choose another opponent for him. ’

There was a murmur of assent from the assembled men at Lashley’s decision. Much as Lashley was feared, Reneti was hated.