The Empire Spanks Brats Chapter 2
By Red Rover
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Copyright 2012 by Red Rover, all rights reserved
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The
Empire Spanks Brats –
Chapter 2
The
Headmaster turned out to be a rather nondescript
middle-aged male a few inches shorter than myself with a slouching
posture and
a perpetual expression of minor distaste as though he had just
discovered a
dead mouse in his soup. I disliked him on sight, as I had the
hatchet-faced,
Mrs. Cardiff.
He gave a
forced smile and held out his hand. “Glad
to meet you, Dr Rogers. My name is Harold Archer and I am the
Headmaster of HMS
Birkenhead and education advisor to the Stahlhem Colony.”
I shook
his rather clammy hand and tried to
reply cheerfully. “I’m Benjamin Rogers and I try to downplay the
‘doctor’ bit
outside the University. Mostly because people tend to tell me about
their
digestive problems and have to explain that my doctorate is in Cultural
Anthropology.” A rather feeble joke that received its due modicum of
forced
smiles.
“Quite
so,” he replied I don’t mention my
degree either. “You have met Mrs. Cardiff, my chief deputy; this is
Ralph
Drexel, my chief instructor and Annabel Reed, the student counselor. I
am
afraid the Executive Officer and Adjutant have been delayed, but they
will be
here shortly, so let’s go back into the conference room where there
should be a
bit of light refreshment.” He nodded to Mrs. Cardiff, “Bring the child
along as
well, we can warm her up wile waiting for the others.”
“Come
along, Troy,” Cardiff snapped, “and put
your hands on your head, you know you are not allowed to cover up. Not
that you
have anything worth covering up anyway, you look like a nine year old
without
your clothes.” She paused to take a short strap out of her desk drawer
and
casually flicked it across Teri’s thigh. Teri yelped and moved through
the door
mumbling “it’s Teri, not Troy, you…” And then froze in panic.
“WHAT DID
YOU SAY, YOUNG LADY?” The woman I
had mentally dubbed the “Dragon Lady.” bellowed. “Are you talking back
to me,
you little brat?”
“N-n-no ,
Ma’am .” The terrified youngster
blurted. “I was just saying my name is ‘Teri’, ma’am.”
“I am
quite aware of your name, Missy,” the DL
growled. “God knows, I’ve seen it often enough on Punishment Reports.
“And if I
choose to call you ‘Tory” you will answer to ‘Tory’ until I tell you
differently. Is that perfectly clear?”
“Yes,
Ma’am,” Teri said contritely. “I didn’t
mean to disrespect you.”
Archer
shook his head. “You’ll have to keep
this one under tight control, I’m afraid. But she is the smartest one
of the
lot and the best at computer research, so I had to assign her to you.“
But if
you give her a good hard spanking every day , she will eventually get
the message.
As I said, she is smart but pig-headed.”
We all
entered the conference room and I
noticed a rather sparse display of soft drinks and small snacks on the
table at
the far end.
He glared
at Teri. “Since we have a few
minutes to kill, and little Teri needs to be warmed up for her
spanking, why
don’t we let her entertain us for awhile. Won’t that be fun, Teri? I am
sure
the grown ups will enjoy it. So just climb up on the table and lie on
your back
so Edna can show your new guardian how to deal with disobedient
children.”
Teri
whimpered a bit and I could see tears
starting, but she climbed onto the table and lay on her back facing the
other
end. I was not having a good feeling about this matter. I have been to
many
conferences and workshops, but have never been to one that started off
with a
naked child splayed out on a table. Archer gave an evil chuckle. “I
always
enjoy this part the most. Edna is a veritable artist with that little
strap of
hers. I swear she can find pain points even a doctor couldn’t find.
There will
be some first-rate squealing and yelping going on in a few minutes.
Naughty Teri
will be a very sorry little girl before she leaves this room, I can
assure
you.”
OK, Brat,
get your legs up in the air right
now, “Edna snapped. And don’t even think about trying to move.” Archer
reached
over the end of the table and grasped Teri’s quivering legs and hoisted
them up
off the table, splaying them even more and presenting a lewd display of
all of
the little girl’s hitherto private parts to the audience.
I noticed
that Teri had not a single hair
below her neckline. No armpit hair, pubic bush or even any fine hairs
on her
legs or buttocks. Her breasts were well rounded but very small and her
genitals
were nothing more than the typical slit you would find on an 8-year
old. Even
her little puckered anus was small for her age.
Edna
wasted no time in getting into action. With
quick flicks of the wrist, she laid the tip of the small strap onto
very
exposed inch of the poor child’s exposed flesh. The little girl, of
course,
screamed in pain and terror every time the cruel strap tip landed on a
sensitive spot. And, of course, with a tender pre-teen body, every
exposed inch
was a sensitive spot. Edna was relentless in finding a previously
undamaged
spot on almost every stroke until the poor girl’s crotch and thighs
were a
ravaged mass of little welts and weals. Teri had screamed and howled
her lungs
out by then and could only give off throaty groans and an occasional
high-pitched
keening noise. Tears and sweat and snot ran down her face and pooled
between
her tiny breasts.
None too
soon for me, the Exec and Adjutant
showed up and we could start the regular meeting. To my dismay, Teri
was left
on the table on full display during the rest of the meeting. To my
relief, I
was assigned to work with the Adjutant and granted department-head
status for
the voyage. I was afraid I would be assigned to Archer and Cardiff, at
which
point I would have walked off the ship. But we got all the paperwork
signed and
I got a huge case full of books, papers, disks and other tools of the
trade.
Wee were
about to get up and leave when Archer
“remembered” his unfinished business. “Ah, yes, we have to give little
Tammy
here the rest of her spanking.” He smirked.
“Looks to
me that she’s had enough for the
day, “ I commented in an acid tone which was ignored by all the others
in the
room except the adjutant, who shot me a glance of combined sympathy and
warning.
“No, no,
that cute little bottom is hardly
touched,” Archer said gleefully, “we need to finish the job properly.
Down off
the table, brat girl. Edna , get me the hairbrush.
Archer
moved an armless chair to the center of
the room and dragged poor little Teri over his lap. Edna produced the
heavy
wooden hair brush and he set forth with glee to redden the last
remaining areas
of pale skin on Teri’s ravaged bottom. She let off a few anguished
howls at
first, but soon collapsed into convulsive sobs and pitiful little moans
as she
lay limply over his knees.
Finally, I
was able to pick up Teri and move
back into the anteroom. I caught the eye of the Adjutant who seemed to
have
displayed the only spark of sympathy during the whole ordeal. “Do you
think you
could get me somebody to help me with the packages and show me to our
quarters?
I have no idea where it is and Teri can’t walk right now.”
“No
problem,” he said with a note of sympathy
in his voice. “I’ll get one of the other crewgirls to help. Oh, and can
you be
in my office around 1000 tomorrow?
“Certainly,
“ I replied, “We’ve got a lot of
stuff to go over before we uncouple on Friday.”
A few
minutes later, a slightly older girl,
who introduced her self as Amber Keith, age 23, cadet, computer
specialist,
showed up , gathered up my stuff and led me to my assigned quarters. As
I
walked slowly though the huge ship, I thought, “This is not what I
expected at
all. Here I am, two hours off the dock and I am walking through a
strange ship
carrying a naked girl and being escorted by another girl who claims to
be 23
but looks 16.”
END
OF CHAPTER 2
(The End)