{ASS} Cross Country Run {ShellyR} (Fffff spank exhib mast)

Author: ShellyR
Title: Cross Country Run
Summary: Lisa Mansfield, is to take detention, a two day session of restricted privileges for the four girls who had been misbehaving during the week
Keywords: Fffff, spank, exhib, mast


ccr		Cross Country Run

This weekend it was the turn of the PE teacher, Lisa Mansfield,
to take detention, a two day session of restricted privileges for
those girls who had been seriously misbehaving during the week.
There were four girls in the detention assembly, Christine Hunt,
Judy Waterfield, Rebecca Moore, and Anne Walker, all of them now
patiently waiting in the library for Miss Mansfield to arrive.
Usually they were given endless lines to write out, or passages
of Shakespeare to copy for hours, each teacher was allowed to set
up her own punishment schedule for the miscreants under her care.
Lisa Mansfield explained that during the weekend, the girls could
expect to have their manners tested at every opportunity, and any
failing would earn them a severe punishment. Each girl was asked
to approach the teacher's desk separately, and ask very demurely
for a book to copy out. In actual fact, they all did really well,
which wasn't surprising since deportment was a major class at the
school, but there was a sequence of subdued gasps when they were
allowed to open their book. The young schoolgirls were instructed
to copy out the complete first chapter of each book in their best
handwriting, then write a shrewd one page commentary on the style
and content, offering their own personal modifications. There was
absolute silence as these four young girls carefully copied every
word into their workbooks, but as the first hour approached, some
distinct fidgeting was starting to take place. Thighs were eased
apart, while hips were pushed backwards, or else clamped tightly
together, with ankles crossed. The sound of the girl's breathing
was gradually getting louder, with long sighs, and muffled gasps
escaping their delicate pink lips. This part of weekend detention
was normally designed to bore the young pupils out of their minds
with uninteresting tasks that were completely meaningless, solely
as a punishment for them. Surprisingly, Miss Mansfield had given
them each a different book which was both blatantly pornographic
and also exceedingly bizarre in its subject matter. This sexually
stimulating material quickly had the expected effect, as the four
schoolgirls became turned on by what they were devotedly copying.
They had all seen dirty books before, although nothing as obscene
as these publications, but usually in the privacy of their comfy
beds they could gain some relief by secretly touching themselves.
That was impossible with Miss Mansfield surveying them, and they
grew more and more frustrated, furtively rubbing their crotch on
the seat, or squeezing it powerfully between their strong thighs.
Writing for a full hour was all that was usually allowed, however
the teacher was able to change the type of work undertaken, fresh
concentration now being demanded from the schoolgirls as they had
to sketch one of the illustrations from their assigned chronicle.
Christine Hunt was told to bring her work to the front for detail
to be checked, giving a pleasant curtsey as she handed it across
before standing with her hands clasped in front of her. Nervously
she pressed against the prominent pubic mound beneath her uniform
skirt, digging her thumb into the pulsating slit. Lisa Mansfield
had given Christine a story about a young secretary dominated by
her office manager, given severe corporal punishment for mistakes
in her typing, and subjected to cruel lesbian bondage. Depictions
of massive dildoes being forced into a young pussy, while breasts
were viciously tied, had obviously held her attention. The result
was several silly mistakes in spelling, missed punctuation marks,
and whole sections of text omitted altogether from the original.
Miss Mansfield said it wasn't good enough, picked up her cane off
the desk, and calmly unfastened Christine's skirt, watching while
it fell to her feet. Ordering the girl to bend towards the desk,
placing her hands on the edge, thrusting her ample bottom outward
in a classic Lawnswood posture, Miss Mansfield tapped the knicker
clad cheeks with her cane. Christine gritted her teeth and moaned
quietly as six strokes lashed her girlish bottom, thankfully kept
concealed by her school knickers. She was sent back to her seat,
continuing with the assigned sketching as intense heat ripped all
around her bottom, and added to the ardent burning in her crotch.
 Judy Waterfield was next to have her work inspected, the account
of a rich wife kidnapped and held for ransom, while harsh captors
raped and tortured her. There were even more flaws in Judy's work
which earned her eight strokes of Miss Mansfield's whippy bamboo.
Rebecca Moore had a chronicle of life in a medieval convent where
one trainee nun was constantly flogged while she sought spiritual
enlightenment through physical suffering. Further guidance helped
the young woman control her depraved animal instincts, when older
members of the convent stripped the novice, then alternately made
her climax through stimulation of her private parts, followed by
severe torture of those same delicate places. Rebecca rarely gave
any thought to the private lives of the nuns who were always part
of her Catholic upbringing, but this novel set her senses racing.
She was also punished for the poor quality of the copying lesson
she had been assigned, joining her two school friends back at her
desk, a raging hot, knicker clad bottom pressed against the cool
seat, while her skirt was added to the pile of discarded clothing
at the front. Anne Walker had been transcribing the vicious story
of one young girl's incarceration in a women's prison controlled
by sadistic, lesbian warders. The imprisonment had been carefully
organised by the girl's step mother to manipulate her inheritance
while she was locked up. Anne was overwhelmed by all the various
methods a large wooden night stick could be used on a poor female
body while it was held down, and she'd skipped further on through
the book to review several bizarre illustrations. During the time
her friends were being punished, Anne had sketched most of a very
graphic portrayal of this prisoner with a sturdy truncheon rammed
up her naked pussy. When she was called out for Miss Mansfield's
inspection of her work, the erotic nature of this picture almost
triggered an orgasm, her long legs trembling as she stood at the
front of this room. Anne Walker fared no better than her friends
had previously done, numerous mistakes earning her twelve strokes
with that slender bamboo cane. Removing her school skirt, bending
over the teacher's desk with her broad bottom sticking right out,
Anne clenched her teeth as that first stroke whistled across both
cheeks. Fierce heat raced through the schoolgirl's bum as she had
to wait for the next stroke, ardent anticipation rising steadily,
then exploding violently with a vicious cut to her tender flesh.
Lisa Mansfield had her hand pressed lightly against the small of
the girl's back, and she could feel the tremors of passion course
through the reclining figure with each savage stroke of the cane.
Fierce heat in her buttocks feeding the raging fire in her loins,
Anne was near to orgasm. Miss Mansfield transferred her hand down
to the soft inner thigh, pulling the flesh at every punishing cut
delivered by the bamboo, knowing fully just how this youngster's
tender pussy slowly opened under the pressure. Exactly as she had
anticipated, the chastised pupil began panting faster, skilfully
hiding the intense sexual climax now cascading through her body.

Anne Walker was glad of the few minutes she was kept bending over
the teacher's desk as she and her friends were reminded that work
undertaken during any detention was expected to be of the highest
quality possible. Shoddy efforts would be punished harder during
the rest of this weekend, until matchless endeavour was achieved.
Miss Mansfield informed her young charges that they'd worked long
enough cooped up in a stuffy library, it was now time for a small
amount of physical exercise. These young schoolgirls were ordered
to use the gymnasium changing room to prepare for a cross country
run of eight miles, one of the regular routes used at the school.
Whereas the girls would normally use their own PE kit for running
in the countryside, today Miss Mansfield instructed them to strip
fully, before reporting to her office wearing just their trainers
and sports socks. While the girls went into the changing room to
get undressed, Lisa Mansfield entered a small cubicle at the back
of her office, closed the door behind her, and stood in complete
darkness. This was actually her own private shower area, and with
the light left off, the PE teacher opened the large mirror hinged
against the back wall and looked straight into the changing room.
This two way mirror allowed the staff to observe while the pupils
thought they were on their own, enabling them to identify certain
girls as ringleaders of the many altercations that occurred while
such large numbers of females lived together. There were numerous
other mirrors installed throughout the school, the swimming pool
changing room had one, all the dormitories, and several washrooms
in the teaching wing. These facilities weren't used just to help
maintain discipline, many of the staff enjoyed watching all these
sensual schoolgirls wandering around in various stages of nudity.
Even now, Miss Mansfield was stripping her own clothes off as she
watched the girls undress, each of them standing before the fancy
full length mirror to admire her naked body. Lisa Mansfield eased
her fingers between her legs as she watched this indecent display
of young female flesh. These girls not only admired their charms,
they fondled them obscenely, some of them bending over to inspect
the red lines across their bottoms, providing an exquisite view
right between their legs. Christine was so excited as she spread
her vulva wide open in front of the mirror that she implored her
friends to finger her slit. Lisa almost climaxed as she watched
the bent over schoolgirl grabbed by the others, and assaulted by
their eagre hands. Fleshy labia were pulled wide open, painfully
further than normal, and long slim fingers delved right into the
wet vaginal mouth, frigging it with expert ability. Christine's
hands were shoved behind her, and secured with a school tie, now
leaving her helpless to resist this indecent onslaught. Immersed
in unbridled passion, Christine hardly noticed as she was moved
slowly backward, her spread haunches approaching several brackets
fastened to the wall. These metal protrusions used to support the
old fire buckets filled with sand, replaced years ago by a modern
sprinkler system, but the brackets had never been removed. Gently
positioning their friend, the other three schoolgirls impaled her
dripping pussy on one of those supports, easing the large rounded
end between her sex lips. Once that metal shaft was embedded deep
into Christine's quim, she was rocked backwards and forwards, the
steadfast shaft fucking her quickly to orgasm. Lisa Mansfield had
watched hundreds of young girls make love to those imitation cock
substitutes, particularly first formers who were bullied by older
members of the school. She treasured watching one eleven year old
loose her virginity when she was impaled on that heartless dildo.


Miss Mansfield closed up her vantage point, and changed into more
suitable clothing when the girls began to put on their trainers,
prior to reporting to her office. Lisa went out into the corridor
to survey that lovely, naked girl flesh stood to attention, fully
under her control to abuse as she wanted. Any objection made over
their treatment would get them nowhere, discipline was strict at
Lawnswood School, rebellion against authority would merit severe
retribution. Lisa invited these girls to enter her office, lining
them up in front of her desk, where she explained that since they
had behaved like children to merit their detention, she would now
help them to look the part. The PE teacher referred to the common
practice of removing a girl's pubic hair to indicate her childish
position in this school, something dreaded by these older pupils.
Judy was the first to lay on the black leather examination couch
in Miss Mansfield's office, her feet expertly fitted into padded
stirrups which were soon spread wide apart. Judy's pussy was now
fully displayed as Miss Mansfield coated the soft, velvety mound
in shaving foam, then carefully removed every trace of pubic hair
with a ladies razor. Turning her attention to the delicate crease
between her pupil's legs, Lisa Mansfield lathered and shaved the
fleshy labia, even scraping away those gossamer filaments around
Judy's puckered rosebud anus. After wiping away the final traces
of soap with a warm flannel, Judy was left with a beautiful young
child's cunny, smooth and bald, a prominent mound rising up above
a tight lipped slit. Lisa insisted on a final touch to this close
pubic shave, pouring a really astringent aftershave lotion in her
palms then massaging it into Judy's tender flesh. The schoolgirl
squealed as her whole pussy burned madly, but she was instructed
to lay still, moaning helplessly as her poor vulva was thoroughly
mauled about. The others watched while their PE teacher carefully
eased Judy's outer labia wide apart, showing off her fragile pink
inner flesh, then poured several drops of the stinging lotion all
along her delicate slit. The wretched schoolgirl was now released
from the table, being ordered to stand with her hands held behind
her back and her feet apart, fully displaying the childish cunny.
Rebecca was next on the table, her thick, luxuriant black foliage
quickly falling beneath that sharp blade, exposing fleshy petals,
dark and succulent, just flooded with girlie love juice. Juvenile
hips thrust right into the air as Miss Mansfield's shaving lotion
burned sensitive pubescent flesh, and everyone watched as a solid
thumb penetrated that lunging vagina. Rebecca wasn't allowed long
for her masturbation, being taken from the table well before full
orgasm swept over her and having to display herself next to Judy.
Christine seemed quite eager to spread her naked figure along the
examination couch, exposing her lightly furred young vulva to her
teacher's gaze, smiling at every touch of Lisa's hand. Licentious
behaviour by the pupils was strictly controlled at Lawnswood, but
the teachers often took advantage of their students lewd desires,
so Miss Mansfield spent much longer shaving off Christine's pussy
covering than she'd done with the others. The stinging aftershave
was too much for the schoolgirl's sensitive quim and she climaxed
noisily on the table. Miss Mansfield picked up a slipper to smack
the freshly shaved mound as the youngster squirmed through a huge
relentless orgasm. Anne was at last able to take her turn, calmly
mounting the examination couch, spreading her slender thighs wide
at Miss Mansfield's direction. Just like her three young friends,
Anne was quickly denuded, her smooth pussy mound shining proudly
beneath her tummy, turned slightly pink from the stinging lotion.
Standing in a row like small children, with hairless pussy mounds
and tight slits fully displayed, contrasting the better developed
bosoms on their chests, the four schoolgirls were handed running
kit for this mornings activity. There were only satin shorts and
vests supplied, no underwear, and when the girls slipped them on,
under the watchful eye of their PE teacher, both garments seemed
several sizes too small. Lisa assured them they would manage, and
tugged up their shorts, cutting the narrow gusset deeply into the
soft, hairless vulva of each girl. The running vests had plunging
necklines so widely cut that any slight movement made those young
breasts burst out all over the place. Actually having to run over
country paths dressed like this would probably be so embarrassing
for the youngsters, as well as uncomfortable, where the clothing
cut into their developing bodies. All four girls were taken into
the gymnasium, and lined up while Miss Mansfield opened the small
door to let them out. To start them off, the PE teacher said they
would be given a good whack with the cane, and she also intended
to follow them round after a head start, anyone she caught up to
would receive a further caning. Each girl bent over, ready to run
down the gymnasium, and when Miss Mansfield applied a full force
swing of the cane across their taught buttocks, they set off with
a loud squeal, running like mad. After the girls had disappeared,
trying desperately to stay in front of their teacher, Lisa opened
the bottom drawer of her desk, and removed a pair of love balls.
Dropping her own satin shorts, she eased these two devices inside
her dripping pussy, forcing their two inch diameter along her hot
vaginal sheath. Wiggling her hips as she walked over to the large
mirror on her wall, the tingle deep inside thrilling her sensual
passions, Miss Mansfield lifted her satin running vest to display
her mature breasts, topped with brown nipples. Like those pupils,
she also wore no undies, and after she'd twisted both her already
erect teats they clearly showed through the fine material of this
sports top. Stroking her hands over the neatly trimmed mound, now
thrusting forward between staunch, muscular thighs the PE teacher
gently shuddered with rising sexual excitement. Controlling crude
physical urges, she left her private parts alone, pulling her red
satin shorts up, but giving them an extra tug so they sliced into
her trembling pussy, clearly exposing that succulent split peach.
Picking up a slender cane, Lisa exited the gym through the bottom
door as the others had done, setting a security combination lock
so they could get back inside later. It didn't take more than ten
minutes for Miss Mansfield to catch up with Anne since her little
satin shorts rubbed her quim so much she almost reached a climax.
The young schoolgirl was pleased to stop running when the teacher
actually reached her, although just having to bend over tightened
her crotch so much that her thighs started trembling with intense
pre-orgasmic passion. Lisa easily observed her pupil was starting
to climax, and every time the thin cane whipped across her bottom
she tugged her shorts deeper into the central groove. Anne quaked
under crashing waves of sexual ecstasy, literally loosing control
of herself as she actually wet her pants. Miss Mansfield berated
the youngster for wetting herself, calling her a filthy girl, but
now directing the cane in between her thighs. The poor schoolgirl
yelped with each savage cut to the growing damp patch on her tiny
shorts, but it merely added vigour to her intense sexual passion.
When Anne got her breath back, she was ordered to remove the damp
garment, leaving her naked below the waist, displaying her smooth
hairless pubis, then continue running with her shorts taken off.
Miss Mansfield rubbed her own throbbing pussy as she watched this
half naked schoolgirl running along the edge of a field, thankful
that Lawnswood was so nicely secluded from public access. Quickly
pulling herself together, she resumed the chase, admiring Anne's
beautifully jiggling bare bottom as she caught up with her again,
slashing a few cuts at the soft cheeks before she sprinted past.
Five minutes later Lisa was catching up to Rebecca Moore, a large
breasted girl, the biggest in her class, and there was no way her
little running vest could contain those plentiful boobs. Numerous
times they'd slipped out into the open, bouncing about freely on
her chest, and she'd demurely tucked them away. Eventually though
she was fed up trying to keep her modesty, and just left them out
in the fresh air, fully exposed. This was the first time in years
Rebecca had been outside with her boobs unsupported, she'd always
worn a bra since she was eleven, never savouring the immeasurable
freedom of unrestrained breast flesh. Every time her tits bounced
against her chest, pulling those globes, heavily engorged nipples
hardened even more. Flashes of intense passion raced through this
youngster's tummy into her hairless crotch, where the tight satin
shorts rubbed painfully along her shaven cunny slit. Totally lost
in her acute sexual euphoria, Rebecca didn't notice her teacher's
approach until the cane whipped across her bottom. Spinning round
with her tits hanging out, the poor girl nearly fell over as she
was still running. Miss Mansfield really told her off for blatant
immodesty, then ordered her to remove the inadequate running vest
completely, making her lean backwards against a nearby farm gate.
With her arms threaded through the bars Rebecca's ample chest was
thrust forward in unhampered exposure, and Miss Mansfield started
tapping the erect nipples with her cane. The poor schoolgirl felt
the pain increasing slowly in her titties as they were hit harder
while the teacher explained that since she brazenly offered these
exquisite breasts, she could now take her coming beating on them.
Rebecca squealed as the cane slashed down viciously across tender
breast flesh, sinking into the soft tissue, raising bright purple
weals on both globes as Miss Mansfield whipped her young titties.
With intense pain throbbing in her chest, the poor schoolgirl set
off running again, carrying her satin top in her hand, forbidden
by the teacher to cover up those red striped titties. Each stride
made Rebecca's breasts bounce again, adding to the anguish in her
punished flesh as her youthful bosom wobbled about indecently.
Much further along this cross country course, Christine Hunt and
Judy Waterfield were well into the wooded section, being superior
athletes in their normal activities. Knowing they would be miles
in front of the others, both girls stopped in a huge clearing for
a rest, sinking down onto an ornamental wooden bench once donated
by Victoria Cooney, a former student at Lawnswood. Catherine held
her hands between her thighs, squeezing her pussy as she grumbled
about the tight gusset cutting into her quim. She said it had put
so much pressure onto her little slit that she was almost coming,
running along dressed like this. Standing up, she stripped naked
then sat down with her legs spread to wank her hot hairless pussy
while her friend watched eagerly. Seeing another young schoolgirl
stroking freshly shaved cunt lips, easing those delicate warm sex
petals open, turned Judy on so much she dropped her satin running
shorts while she watched. Rubbing her own bald quim, Judy slipped
a finger gently along the warm slit, frigging her erect clitoris,
thrusting her hips forward at each touch. Following quiet remarks
from her friend Judy placed one foot on the bench spreading wide.
Christine gently encouraged her friend to frig herself faster now
her passion was rising, finally making her beg to have her vagina
thoroughly poked. While Christine slid two long fingers deep into
her own vulva, she eased her other index finger into Judy's sweet
little cunny, so invitingly spread before her face. Both youthful
schoolgirl's masturbated uninhibitedly till they were panting in
mutual orgasm, shoving their loins forward as fingers rammed deep
into squelching holes. Judy lowered herself slowly onto the bench
as her legs gave way, draping her thigh over Christine's, neither
girl concerned about their lascivious sexual exposure, nor aware
that they were being observed. Miss Mansfield had taken a detour
to catch up with her remaining two charges, having a fair opinion
of what they would get up to once they were in front. She'd crept
through some bushes right opposite their little rendezvous place,
just in time to watch Judy drop her shorts, remaining hidden from
view as the two girls masturbated carelessly. While they relaxed,
savouring warm post orgasmic tremors Lisa quietly emerged, moving
towards them, placed the end of her cane into Christine's central
groove, and gradually pressed against her still throbbing clitty.
The schoolgirl was deep in her sexual stupor, taking several long
minutes to register that pleasure in her clit was being replaced
with increasing pain, and when her eyes opened, she was shocked
at seeing the PE teacher stood over her. Miss Mansfield gave them
a thorough dressing down, calling them revolting filthy sluts for
getting undressed in public, then obscenely masturbating that way
like uncontrollable animals in heat. Judy was instructed to strip
off her running vest, leaving her completely naked like Christine
then both girls had to bend over the bench for a promised caning.
Six really vicious strokes whipped across each of the girl's bare
bottoms, cutting deeply into the firm flesh, making them cry out
with each cruel cut. Miss Mansfield now announced that they could
look forward to being prickled, ordering the girls to place their
hands behind their heads as she marched them both over to a holly
bush on the edge of the clearing. Several low branches stuck well
out from this bush, and these two schoolgirls were ordered to put
their legs astride one of them lowering their hairless pussy slit
onto those spiked leaves. While these young pupils were suffering
severe discomfort from the holly leaves between their firm thighs
even worse things were in store, as Miss Mansfield caned the soft
buttocks so nicely presented before her. Each stinging cut forced
the girls to lunge forward, dragging their open pussy along those
sharp holly points and moving them closer to the large main bush.
Eventually their pubescent bodies were pressed up against a solid
wall of cruel prickly foliage, where every single reaction to the
teacher's cane made them punish themselves further. Hot thrusting
cunnies were shaken backward and forward across the holly branch,
prominent pubic mounds, now shaven completely smooth were pressed
against long fiendish spikes at each involuntary spasm. The girls
launched their whole frame forward to escape the vicious stinging
cuts laid across their backsides, despite the severe agony caused
by shoving their tummy into the holly. Even their lovely breasts,
topped with hard pink nipples, were savaged by the heartless bush
in front of them, especially while Miss Mansfield pushed her hand
between both the girl's shoulder blades. There wasn't any serious
damage caused to their delicate figures, merely tiny surface skin
scratches, but such minor irritation on sensitive flesh magnified
the torment. Inevitably the affliction of their private parts had
a profound effect and both young schoolgirls orgasmed helplessly.

Christine and Judy climbed off their agonizing perch, obediently
following Miss Mansfield over to the bench, and standing behind
the ornate metal supports. The wooden laths on this seat were all
supported by a wrought iron frame, the legs cast in the shape of
a knight fighting either a dragon, or a snake. The tail of these
creatures curved upwards to support the back of the seat, and the
very end section, about nine inches long, protruded even further.
Two of the tails stuck out horizontally, while the other two were
angled upward about thirty degrees, and all the metalwork was red
lacquered, leaving it shiny and smooth. These two girls knew what
was about to befall them, it was a fairly regular punishment some
of the teachers enjoyed inflicting on their students, especially
for indecent behaviour. The youngsters turned their backs towards
the bench, bending over, and quietly allowing Miss Mansfield full
freedom to position their exposed genitals against the protruding
metalwork. Carefully spreading the sex petals of each schoolgirl,
Lisa nestled the narrow, rounded end into their vaginal entrance,
gripped their hips, then forced them backwards. Judy squealed as
she was penetrated by this metal dildo, but Christine only panted
with rising sexual passion as it slid deeper along her love tube.
Soon both schoolgirls were fully impaled on the long snake tails,
and the cruel teacher began to slide them backwards and forwards,
deeply fucking each juvenile pussy. After several minutes of this
gentle masturbation, these girls were pulled completely off their
ravishing dildoes, and ordered to turn round. Miss Mansfield next
instructed them to rub their filthy pussy against the other snake
tail, the one pointing upwards. After they'd massaged their pubic
mound, shaven and hairless, they had to rub the metal along their
damp central groove, both girls flinching when it crossed the hot
button of their erect clitoris. Finally, however, the smooth hard
metal reached the youngster's pouting love mouth and each one had
to force her slender wet vagina slowly down the fat iron phallus.
Lisa Mansfield stepped back to admire the lovely erotic sight of
these two young schoolgirls impaled on two ornate metal supports,
just like a lewd scene from those pornographic novels she'd given
them to copy earlier. In actual fact, that was the origin of this
particular piece of woodland furniture, an innocent enough object
on its own, but with so much lustful potential. Victoria Cooney,
a former girl of Lawnswood who had presented the school with this
gift, had been a special favourite of Miss Mansfield, and enjoyed
reading the teacher's varied porno collection whenever possible.
One of those erotic novels about convent life featured a detailed
illustration of a young nun mounted on just such a bench, so much
had it turned Victoria on, she'd had a copy specially fabricated.
Many of the students had discovered how useful this kind donation
could be, either for solitary masturbation, or when larger groups
of the more sexually adventurous pupils organised a get together.
Miss Mansfield had often watched first formers undergo initiation
ceremonies in this clearing, the poor youngsters being lifted up,
then impaled on the cold metal snake tails. It wasn't unusual for
a young girl's virginity to be taken by the heartless iron dildo,
while the older schoolgirls cheered their victim's cries, and the
resulting blood soaked thighs. The two present recipients of this
treatment were by no means virgins though, their widely stretched
pussy now on display also to Rebecca and Anne as they entered the
clearing, themselves only half dressed. They stood quietly during
the final beating of their friends, as the vicious bamboo whipped
across their bare bottoms, and every jerk rocked their poor quim.
The next stage of this unusual cross country run was started when
Rebecca and Anne had removed the remainder of their brief running
outfits, leaving them as naked as their two friends. Four lovable
female forms, totally unclothed, pranced out of the clearing onto
a narrow path that led to a steep incline, their delicate figures
moving with masterful grace. This wide, smooth slope proved quite
a problem for the girls to negotiate, as it always did during the
damp weather, since a stream that ran near the top always flooded
this area. The surface was slick with wet mud, extremely slippery
when only wearing trainers, and about three quarters of the slope
was all anyone could manage before sliding back. Lisa encouraged
the girls with her cane, whipping their upturned buttocks as they
scampered on all fours, or slipped, and slid down on their tummy.
Eventually Miss Mansfield called a halt, allowing these girls to
rest for a few moments, but they had to remain seated at the base
of the hill, their bottoms resting in the sticky mud. Obediently
spreading their thighs, these schoolgirls displayed their private
parts to the teacher, who watched avidly as four hairless pussies
sank deeper into the thick slime. She ordered the pupils to pitch
from side to side, working themselves further into the sludge and
forcing the thick mud into their cunny. Lisa now wanted them each
to slide right down the slope from the top, allowing them to take
the easy ascent along the side before sitting on the crest of the
steep hill. Resting their hands on their knees, legs straight out
in front of them, each girl rocked forward till she slithered all
the way down, landing in the mud puddle. Miss Mansfield insisted
they repeat the descent with feet further apart each time, leaned
forward much more as well to grasp their legs. This increasingly
open stance presented greater areas of their soft genitals to the
rough surface of the ground, which despite its wetness was still
very gritty. Their outer labia were severely stretched, and large
stones gouged the delicate sex groove painfully. When they landed
at the bottom, Miss Mansfield insisted on inspecting their vulva,
pushing her hand between the girl's thighs, deep into the sticky
quagmire they were sat in. When she moved her hand upwards, great
quantities of mud were forced between the already stretched labia
of the shaven quim, pressing up against each girlish love mouth.
Lisa then worked her fingers into the vaginal entrance, prodding
mud through the tight hole, and along the delicate inner passage,
repeatedly forcing more filth inside. She also penetrated the hot
little anal ring, easing it open with a finger, then packing huge
amounts of sloppy muck into the little child's sensitive rectum.
The teacher next told them to slide down on their tummy, dragging
their pubic mound upward, and scraping the underside of both firm
titties along the ground. Having to traverse this hill headfirst
on their next descent dragged erect nipples painfully over gritty
soil covered in tiny stones. Again and again those four compliant
schoolgirls slid their naked bodies down the muddy slope into the
pool below, each time having their most private parts fondled and
spitefully abused. Gradually both lower holes became packed solid
with this sticky mud, painfully stretching internal passages wide
open as if stuffed like a goose. Miss Mansfield now called a halt
to the proceedings, directing the girls to return back to school,
though still without their clothing. They weren't allowed to wipe
the dirt from their bodies either, so as they ran, delicate flesh
rubbed against wet gritty skin, chafing and scratching painfully.
Each young girl's rectum and vulva was similarly scoured by harsh
grains of sand rammed inside them, moving around with every step.
Arriving back at the gymnasium Lisa ordered the girls to assemble
in the showers, removing their trainers to leave them absolutely
naked as they stood in line. Miss Mansfield said that since they
were totally filthy they should be fully hosed down before taking
their shower, and she would also clean out their insides as well.
Taking the hosepipe from the wall, Lisa carefully set it on warm,
using a soft spray to wash all the dirt from their lovely figures
as each girl turned round in front of her. With their bodies nice
and clean on the outside, Lisa instructed her subservient charges
to kneel down on all fours, with their bottoms raised, presenting
the delicate area of their crotch to her view. Miss Mansfield now
inspected the vulva of each girl, thrilling to the sight of fully
packed vaginal passageways, widely stretching young love mouths.
With her knees parted, the schoolgirl's complete little pussy was
on display, shaven entirely hairless so nothing at all was hidden
from the teacher's avid gaze. Gently squeezing the trigger of the
hosepipe upto halfway, Lisa sprayed the parted labia of the first
girl for a few moments, then slowly adjusted the nozzle to a much
stronger, more compact jet of warm water. This was directed along
the central groove, massaging the delicate labia, and large erect
clitoris, then working gently around the pouting vaginal entrance
of this kneeling girl. Gradually, Miss Mansfield worked more than
half of the packed dirt out of Christine Hunt's pussy hole before
she moved on to Judy Waterfield, leaving the remaining mud rammed
against her cervix, still stretching her vagina widely. Judy took
her pussy cleaning calmly, but Rebecca and Anne were both panting
when their clitoris was attacked with that strong water jet, even
more so when warm water bubbled round their spread vaginal mouth.
Miss Mansfield now used the large brass nozzle to finish cleaning
out her first pupil's dirty cunny, sliding the massive shaft into
Christine's vagina like a solid dildo, then squeezing the trigger
with short bursts. Jet after jet of warm water blasted powerfully
into the schoolgirl's pussy, like a prick coming again and again,
flushing out the last traces of mud from her most private places.
The remaining three girls suffered having their pussies pressure
cleaned with those concentrated water jets, which pounded against
the tightly closed orifice of their cervix. Now that everyone had
a squeaky clean pussy, Miss Mansfield turned her attention to the
schoolgirls dirt packed bottom, telling them she would now squirt
several jets of water through their puckered little anus to start
things off. Pressing the brass nozzle against each pink anal ring
until it just indented a little, Lisa pulled the trigger several
times to dampen the girl's inner chamber. Returning to Christine,
Lisa told her to relax while she was fully penetrated, and slowly
pushed the massive brass nozzle of the hosepipe right through her
straining, girlish bottom, deep into her rectum. Allowing a while
for her to grow accustomed to the intrusion, Miss Mansfield eased
the metal dildo in and out a little, then warned her young charge
to prepare for her first injection. Christine moaned as lukewarm
water flowed slowly into her rectal sheath, the teacher gradually
letting pressure increase as she squeezed harder on the trigger.
Depressing the lever fully for just a moment, Miss Mansfield gave
Christine an enormous blast of water to stir up the liquid inside
her little tummy. Reaching between the schoolgirl's spread thighs
with her hand, Lisa massaged a growing bulge just above that bald
pubic mound, thrilling at the prospect of making it really swell.
Before she was finished with these four miscreants, they'd be all
bloated up like an expectant mother, each one with a huge belly.

The next girl to have her bottom filled was Judy Waterfield, deep
moans escaping her throat as warm water jetted inside her rectum,
stretching her belly downwards. The remaining two girls were each
treated the same, then Lisa returned to Christine, and began once
more to blast water into her bottom, moving down the line of soft
female rear ends over and over again. After twenty minutes, every
one of the schoolgirls was straining to hold back the heavy flood
of dirty liquid that threatened to burst from her toiling bottom.
Miss Mansfield walked up and down behind the four raised haunches
of her kneeling pupils, admiring this erotic presentation of open
thighs, revealing all their clean shaven vulva's, slightly gaping
with helpless passion. Each normally prominent pubic mound pushed
backwards by the hanging belly, stretched tight with the enormous
volume of warm water that had been forced inside it. Lisa flicked
the struggling bottoms with her cane, telling each young girl to
prepare for release, then whipped a vicious cut across their poor
buttocks, forcing them to lose control. Four great jets of filthy
water shot right across the shower's tiled floor, each schoolgirl
panting with relief as her bowels emptied, despite the deep shame
of having to perform such an intimate function in front of others
who were also in this same predicament. Miss Mansfield announced
her satisfaction with the students inner cleanliness, instructing
them to shower properly, then get dressed in their uniform again.
Lisa was extremely turned on by these recent erotic exploits with
growing young schoolgirls who were unable to offer any resistance
whatever to her most bizarre directions. She could feel her pussy
twitching faster as she watched their lithe bodies turn under the
shower spray, skin glistening with soapsuds, as firm hands gently
massaged punished flesh. Keeping her passion hidden was difficult
enough when the girls showered, but when Christine and Judy asked
for some soothing cream for their sore pussy, she almost climaxed
on the spot. These youngsters were openly masturbating while they
rubbed antiseptic along their vulva's, stroking the hard clitoris
and sliding two fingers deep into their vagina. Finally the young
girls went back to their dormitory for a short rest before lunch,
being told to assemble in the senior common room at one o'clock.
Lisa Mansfield was pleased to be alone finally, stripping off her
running vest and gripping her hot throbbing titties in both hands
as she let out a lengthy, tortured sigh. Erect nipples stuck out,
solid brown buttons of sexuality, and she pinched them viciously,
watching her own reflection as she twisted the teats round. Every
gasp of pain excited her more, flashing directly to her hot pussy
as it throbbed in between her thighs, hidden by her satin shorts.
Desperately she needed to be naked, with her sensual figure fully
displayed to her view, and to her slim fingers, so the shorts had
to be pulled down and thrown in the corner. Lisa admired her bare
reflection in the mirror, a female figure in the peak of physical
condition from all her exercise while teaching these young girls.
However, it was the fervent sexuality which attracted her strong,
lustful responses at the moment, the prominent pubic mound, deep
central groove, and pouting lips making her tingle at the sight.
Slender fingers stroked along the wet slit, touching gently over
the erect clitoris, her imagination running wildly through erotic
portrayals of a young girl's clandestine masturbation. She easily
pictured herself as a student caught performing illicit sex acts,
the teacher vindictively making her pinch her sensitive clitoris.
Twisting her breasts viciously under her mentor's cruel direction
Lisa threatened herself with a severe caning on her bare bottom.
Fetching her slender cane from the changing room, Miss Mansfield
played two totally different characters when she brutally whipped
the bamboo across her own backside with a practised backhand cut,
while timidly pulling the fleshy labia of her pussy. Many patient
hours had been spent over the years perfecting self chastisement,
her bottom regularly punished for any slightest transgression she
committed against her personal high standards. This was the guide
provided by her father, punishment for error, and the intolerance
of personal sexual pursuits. Frequently she'd been found touching
herself, and was then dragged before a mirror, exposed as she was
now, her father beating her rear end with a cane as she bashfully
continued the stimulation under her father's orders. Masturbation
still held those early misgivings, buried deep in her personality
by repeated warnings and chastisement. Whenever indecent feelings
overpowered her resolve, and she succumbed to wanking herself off
in the privacy of her own room, guilt forced her to inflict these
severe punishments on herself. While she hated the strict control
her father had exercised, being delighted to escape to university
when she was nearly eighteen, then secure a teaching position for
herself at this prestigious girl's school, she still insisted her
standards remain high. That determination was extremely difficult
to live upto, especially for a flourishing young woman, propelled
by intense sexual urges, and she often failed miserably. However,
rigorous beatings like this eased her conscience, and she whipped
herself harder as she watched her own fingers assault and torment
those delicate private places. Relentlessly her passion spiralled
with each cut of the slender bamboo, pain crashing into pleasure,
finally exploding in orgasm as her legs gave way, and she slipped
to the tiled floor. Warmth oozed through her veins, soft residual
tingles scurrying across her sensitised bosom, and faint swirling
turmoil merging in her pussy. Lost in a hazy euphoria Lisa slowly
rose from the floor, gently stroking both firm breasts, massaging
her wet cunny, and drifting towards the door. Once outside of the
changing rooms Lisa moved slowly down the quiet school corridors,
deserted now that most pupils were home for the weekend, teachers
too had all left the premises after a hard week's education work.
Several times before Lisa Mansfield had walked naked back to her
room in the residential block, usually following a hot passionate
wanking session in her office. Previously it had been during the
early hours of the morning, everyone was sound asleep and lengthy
corridors were all comfortingly dark. This occasion was different
though, nearly midday, with sunlight streaming through the window
openings as she walked past them, and nowhere to hide her nudity.
Excitement raced through Lisa's system, heart beating with panic,
head dizzy at the horrid thought of being caught publicly exposed
without any clothes on at all. She would be sternly punished when
she finally reached her room, if someone didn't notice her first.
Normal chastisement of her bare bottom just wouldn't suffice this
time though, and Miss Mansfield could easily imagine herself laid
backwards over her bed, knees raised then widely parted to reveal
her prominent love mound. The slender cane would viciously strike
across the raised pubis, curling down between her legs to torment
fleshy, pouting sex lips. Lisa gasped at each envisioned cut over
the centre of her female sexuality, closing her eyes to visualise
every detail of this crude tableau, and pinching sharp nails into
her juicy labia with each stroke of the cane. Suddenly she bumped
against something, finding her arms pinned securely to her sides,
and she was gazing into the face of the caretaker, Gordon Palmer.

"Well, what have we here? Someone's been very naughty." mused the
caretaker, surveying the nude figure in his grasp. Miss Mansfield
seemed powerless to prevent this man turning her slightly to view
the bright cane marks across her bare bottom, total inner turmoil
leaving her unable even to speak. Lisa just whimpered when strong
fingers ran across her silky buttocks, the caretaker holding onto
one elbow to easily restrain her, then she felt him dip his hand
into the dampness concealed between her thighs. Pulling carefully
on the PE teacher's arm, Gordon Palmer led her slowly towards the
gymnasium, suggesting they have a nice quiet talk before deciding
wether to see the headmistress. Under the man's dexterous inquiry
Lisa revealed how she'd only recently left the changing rooms for
a quick sprint to her own room, to fetch something she'd mislaid.
Regaining her composure just a little, Miss Mansfield apologised,
saying she had thought no-one was about, and was really sorry for
this shameless state of undress. Mr Palmer said she would shortly
be even sorrier, dragging her into the changing rooms, and asking
where the cane was that had marked her lovely bottom so recently.
Lisa took him into the shower area, handing over the slim bamboo,
then bending obediently when Mr Palmer decreed six fierce strokes
as a start to the proceedings. Miss Mansfield gasped as each hard
lash bit deeply into soft, tender flesh, maintaining the required
position of presenting her bottom. Standing behind those freshly
whipped cheeks, the caretaker ran his fingers along the red weals
as they turned slowly purple, then touched the woman's ankle with
his foot to make her spread her legs wide apart. Lisa hated being
displayed so openly, especially to male eyes, since nothing could
be hidden of her most secret, feminine places. Gordon Palmer held
his palm against the presented quim, pressing the clammy wetness,
curving his finger upwards to gouge that soft dripping slit, then
sliding two stiff digits deep inside. The PE teacher groaned with
rising passion as she was frigged, freely explaining all that had
happened this morning, including how she'd given the girl's enema
washouts with the hosepipe. Mr Palmer announced that she deserved
the same treatment, since she'd been very naughty, walking around
school corridors with no clothes. Lisa was ordered to stretch up
and hold the water pipe above her head, keeping both hands apart,
but also spreading her feet widely, displaying her female charms.
She gasped as the caretaker slid the cold brass nozzle inside her
tight bum hole, pushing it right up, then tying it in place using
a skipping rope. There was no way it would fall out now, neither
could Miss Mansfield push it out from her rectum, it would remain
secured up her bottom throughout her coming ordeal. Gordon Palmer
surveyed his helpless captive, suspended naked in the shower area
of the gymnasium, then laughed while she wriggled when warm water
flowed into her little bottom. Lisa whined as more and more fluid
streamed through her rectum, gurgling inside as it flooded up her
colon, slowly filling and stretching her tummy. The caretaker now
turned off the hosepipe, coming around to fondle Lisa's distended
belly where it started bulging out above her trimmed pubic mound.
The pain inside her tummy was very uncomfortable, especially when
Mr Parker pressed and wobbled the protruding lump, but even worse
was the humiliation of male hands feeling each secret part of her
female form, without being able to resist. Gordon Palmer relished
these unusual occasions, when he had opportunity to inflict enema
punishments on young females. Careful timing ensured he regularly
cleaned the showers when a class was just leaving, often enabling
him to watch naked young girls washing their small nubile bodies.
The teachers never complained about his presence in the changing
rooms while their pupils were still undressed, rather, they used
this as a lever to hurry everybody, saying they shouldn't dawdle.
Quite often there was a straggler, a single girl who couldn't get
herself organised, and was miles behind everyone else, eventually
getting left, after the others had gone. The caretaker's presence
in the showers while they were naked, trying to get washed, never
failed to intimidate these young ones though, and they were quite
usually the bumbling ones who didn't fit into the class. Spraying
their bodies with the hosepipe, often with icy water, didn't help
them to hurry either, and he would barrage them with crude veiled
innuendo's, threatening all sorts of penalties if they didn't get
moving before he reached them. Very occasionally, he would detect
genuine trepidation coupled with a respectful submissiveness, and
this was the perfect combination for his vulgar purpose. Feigning
complete exasperation, he would grab the child by the neck, order
her to bend over, place the hosepipe nozzle against her anal ring
and squirt water into her defenceless little bottom. He loved the
way they squealed and wriggled as warm liquid streamed into their
insides, gradually swelling their tummy while he reprimanded them
for their dilatory attitude. Assuring them that a good inner wash
would liven them up, he then flooded their belly till they nearly
burst from the internal pressure, finally squatting them over the
drains to empty their filthy insides. Miss Mansfield now suffered
that same fate, spread out for the caretaker's indecent enjoyment
of her vulnerable figure, which he found more agreeable for being
slightly older than the normal pupils. Gripping her ample breasts
with both hands, Mr Palmer dug his fingers into the supple flesh,
twisted those firm globes painfully, and rubbed his loins against
the teacher's plump, hairy pubis. Lisa now cringed at his obscene
threat to push his obviously erect cock inside her cunny when her
belly was properly filled up, then fuck her while even more water
was forced into her arse. The PE teacher pleaded for mercy, total
loathing at the thought of this man mating with her churning deep
in her insides, despite its already distressed state. Whimpering,
crying, and appealing to this powerful man, Miss Mansfield spared
nothing in her desperation to escape her promised fate, offering
the caretaker anything else he wanted. Speedy relief was tempered
somewhat when she was asked to trade two of her girls for her own
deliverance, but intense revulsion at suffering like that forced
her to accept these conditions. Having escaped getting raped made
small difference to her position though since Gordon Palmer still
continued to eagerly molest her exposed nudity. The wide hosepipe
nozzle was still jammed up inside her bottom as well, continually
letting warm water flood into her rectum and gradually stretching
her tummy. Lisa hung on to the overhead pipe as her knees started
giving way when the caretaker crouched down right in front of her
and licked her erect clitoris, while twisting her solid nipples.
The bulge in front of her was now drum tight, bloated like a poor
expectant mother, ready to give birth, and the internal pressures
she imagined, were just as painful. The poor young woman wept and
pleaded with Mr Palmer to turn the water off before she tore open
entirely, but he left her suffering for a few moments more before
he finally agreed to her desperate request. Closing her eyes, the
PE teacher tried fighting the terror welling up inside the deeper
reaches of her mind. Although Mr Palmer had turned the water off,
he continued playing with her defenceless female charms, teasing
her to sexual heights, and he could easily turn it back on again.
This wasn't the first time the teacher had been given a rigorous
enema like this, memories of her dad's strict punishment routines
drawing a panorama of debauched excess inside her tortured brain.
Stringent regulations in her father's household demanded she have
no social or physical contact with boys her own age, and when she
was caught in an indelicate situation, all hell had broken loose.
One of the boys in her class had walked home with her, recklessly
putting his arm round her waist as they strolled along, gradually
dropping further down until his hand lingered on her firm bottom.
Lisa hadn't said anything because this forbidden contact thrilled
her every fibre, and years of obedience to a powerful man stopped
any thought of rebellion against the young male hand. Outside her
front gate, the boy had clutched her into his arms, planting firm
lips on hers in one passionate kiss, even insinuating his tongue
deep into Lisa's willing mouth. Wandering slowly inside the front
entrance in a daydream, the young girl swiftly bumped down toward
earth when her father's strong hand gripped her neck. Fearfully,
she stared into his enraged face, hardly hearing the sharp stream
of abuse directed at her as he vented his fervent anger verbally.
Tony Mansfield calmed down very quickly, he usually did, noticing
another excellent opportunity to punish, and humiliate his wife's
young daughter, since he was actually her stepfather. Several of
his drinking friends had called round earlier, for this afternoon
was their regular poker session, so he dragged poor Lisa into the
lounge for a bit of fun with her. Carefully he explained how he'd
watched her disgusting behaviour with the young boy right outside
her own front gate, fervid kissing and letting him maul her body.
Everyone agreed that it couldn't be allowed to go by unpunished,
but wanted to examine the evidence further, asking to see if Lisa
had been sexually excited by the boy's lewd attentions. Under her
father's direction, Lisa unfastened her blue gingham school dress
and allowed it to fall round her feet, leaving her in white vest,
dark navy blue cotton knickers, and long white socks. Folding the
dress neatly, and placing it on a chair, the young girl now stood
before her father's friends, hands behind her head in the posture
required during her step-father's discipline sessions. Burly male
hands stroked along her soft thighs, pushing against the insides,
making Lisa spread both feet wide apart, leaving a gap at the top
of her legs, fully displaying her knicker gusset. Tony Mansfield
sat back to watch his three friends exploit the poor schoolgirl's
helplessness, one hand rubbing her crotch through the navy cotton
school knickers which he insisted she wore as part of her uniform
while she was at school. Another male hand worked beneath a tight
elasticated leg band, and was fondling this girl's firm buttocks,
squeezing the soft flesh, and pulling the cheeks apart to expose
the warm central groove. Lisa cringed with shame as one of these
beastly men commented on her damp pussy, then the third scoundrel
suggested they now examine the girl's nipples to see if they were
erect with sexual excitement. Standing behind her, the man pulled
the white vest out of her knickers, then slowly lifted it higher,
gradually revealing more of her chest, until her small adolescent
titties were on display. Sure enough, the girl's nipples were now
solid peaks of dark pink flesh, which was hardly surprising since
her pussy and her bottom were both being fondled. Just to collect
undisputed evidence, the man pinched Lisa's teats really hard for
several minutes, and she gasped in pain. The others slowly pulled
down her knickers, slid a finger along the warm slit, then pushed
it into Lisa's tight vagina which dripped with girlie love juice.
All three of them pronounced her sexually aroused as a result of
the boy's lecherous attentions, warning her that this promiscuous
involvement with young men could get her pregnant. They suggested
that Tony arrange a moderate punishment straight away, supporting
their decision, then schedule a more serious session for Lisa the
next weekend. Tony Mansfield agreed that his daughter should have
a good beating with a slipper right now, then visit their fitness
centre for a punishment training period. Lisa next had her cotton
vest and her navy knickers removed completely, leaving only three
quarter white socks to emphasise her childishness. Placing chairs
next to the dining table, her father's friends instructed her to
stand on two of them which were spaced a yard apart, then to bend
over and place her hands on the table. Modesty was now completely
denied the girl, as this posture fully exposed all those charming
special places young ladies like to keep secret. Gathering behind
the beautifully presented, near naked youngster these four adults
surveyed her hairless crotch, soft, smooth, and fully shaven from
pubic line to puckered anus. Lisa's father insisted on this young
girl being kept bald between her legs, maintaining that body hair
was solely for married women, and then only if permitted by their
husbands. A depilated pubic mound, and smooth labia, reminded any
female of her childish submission to the male of their household,
including any visitors that might happen to be present. Tony gave
his friends some short cocktail sticks, asking them to spread his
daughter's quim while he fetched a slipper from upstairs, leaving
them alone with the almost naked schoolgirl. Lisa hated being put
on display like this, having the delicate pink inner flesh spread
before the gaze of strangers, although this wasn't the first time
she'd been put on exhibition this way. It was also quite painful,
those sharpened wooden sticks being wedged in between her slender
outer sex lips after the men had parted them with their fingers.
Six cocktail sticks forced her central slit to gape apart widely,
and Lisa hoped she wouldn't be asked to walk around, propped open
like this. Although her father could be quite cruel to her, these
friends of his were sometimes even worse, especially when leaving
his daughter alone with them. Tony Mansfield often left the child
in the care of his drinking partners, indifferent to their brutal
treatment of her, since he regarded the girl as just another poor
female provided for his pleasure. Just now, he was occupied with
his wife Stella, Lisa's real mum, whom he'd married several years
earlier, and treated with similar fiendish disregard to Lisa.
Spread eagle on the large master bed, Stella Mansfield was naked,
two pillows beneath her bottom thrusting upward her smooth shaven
pubic mound, completely hairless like her daughter's cunny, fully
offered to anyone entering the bedroom. At the moment, her vagina
was stuffed with her husband's large erection, the moist delicate
cavity stretched to its limit with each savage thrust as his knob
rammed into her cervix. Stella knew what was happening downstairs
in the lounge, where her husband's boozy, card playing mates took
every advantage of this household's servile, available females.
She'd been securely tied down to this bed as prize for the winner
of the men's planned card game, and when she'd heard her daughter
arrive home, then her father's angry outburst, she knew the young
girl would also suffer this afternoon. Lisa shuddered as the men
freely stroked her available charms, slipping strong fingers into
her tight vagina, and another through her puckered rosebud anus.
Quietly they warned her that this weekend would be very memorable
for her, since they intended her father to be kept busy all day.

The following Saturday morning, Lisa was driven into town by her
father for the promised punishment training session at the local
fitness centre that he sometimes visited with his old colleagues
from work. Just before they'd left home, a phone call disrupted
Tony's carefully made plans to have some fun with the young girl,
requiring him to pop into work and sort out something important.
Since all the arrangements had been made with the chief coach at
the fitness centre, and the special charges paid in advance, Tony
was persuaded to leave his daughter with them, for the day. After
he'd finished with work he could join in the entertainment during
the rest of the session, and maybe even repeat some of the really
interesting routines they had lined up for the young schoolgirl.
Lisa was duly handed over to a pair of well muscled instructors,
each taking her elbow, then escorting the youngster into a warmly
decorated room, whose central piece of furniture, a black leather
massage table, filled the girl with dread. Ordering their charge
to turn around so they could assess her these two young men spoke
as if she weren't even there, discussing her immature young frame
with callous disregard for her feelings. Standing behind her, one
of the men casually reached round and unbuttoned the front of her
blue gingham dress, telling his associate how much he enjoyed the
younger customers, with their delicate physiques. He then dropped
her dress to leave Lisa in just white cotton vest, and navy blue,
cotton school knickers. This limited covering did nothing to keep
the girl's modesty intact, since the man behind her now suggested
checking out her titties, quickly lifting up the hem of her vest,
brazenly displaying her firm pear shaped bosom. Stepping forward,
his colleague fondled the offered globes, squeezing and pinching
the young flesh, then reaching down to slide the helpless girl's
school knickers right to her ankles. Pulling upwards, they easily
removed her white vest, then told her to step out of her knickers
before finally taking off her three quarter length, white virgin
socks and black school shoes. Completely unclothed before two men
she'd never seen before, the poor schoolgirl shuddered with shame
at her exposure, made even worse when they ordered her to clamber
up onto the black leather table. Starting with her hands and feet
those two young males commenced a full body massage of this girl,
working along her arms and legs with fragrant oils, digging their
strong fingers deep into youthful muscle. Directing conversation
towards their subject now, the two instructors carefully detailed
the extent of this preliminary massage, saying it was to diminish
her tensions. Actually, their descriptions of pummelling her tiny
breasts, manipulating her prominent pubic mound, and groin areas,
then stretching her tight vaginal entrance and anal ring, proved
to have the opposite effect. Sexual yearning was rising up inside
the youngster at their blatantly erotic discussions of her tender
private parts, and those firm male hands across her dainty flesh,
squeezing and pressing, just turned her on wildly. Working across
the girl's ribcage, the instructor made her plead to have her hot
little titties rubbed really hard, then nearly twisted them off.
The other instructor had now reached Lisa's hairless pubic mound,
gripping that fleshy prominence with strong fingers, he squeezed
harder and harder as he told the young girl that little trollops
like she was deserved teaching a thorough lesson. Lisa was almost
coming as they turned her over, leaving the stimulation of front
erogenous zones to concentrate on her buttocks. Forcing the solid
cheeks to spread, the men poured warm oil down the central groove
then dipped in to caress it into the buttocks, and strong thighs.
Each time the instructor delved between her spread legs, fingers
either stroked slowly along the central groove, touching the most
sensitive female flesh or dragged her already pouting lips apart.
Lisa was floating by the time one strong finger penetrated deeply
into her cunny, sliding further in as a thumb rubbed across erect
clitoral flesh at the apex of her slit. The youngster was panting
strongly, moaning with passion as her immature pussy was frigged
by expert hands, and she hardly noticed a second finger pressing
against her tight anal sphincter. Oiled flesh gave way easily to
the invader delving into the young rectum, the practised touches,
flitting across every sensitive nerve hidden inside her bottom.
Orgasmic flashes blurred her senses as the instructor showed Lisa
a large plastic phallus, explaining that this was an anal stopper
designed to be shoved up her bottom, enabling them to administer
large volume enema treatments. The youngster's eyes bulged during
the next few moments as full realisation of her impending torment
slowly dawned. There was no way such a massive shaft could probe
easily through her tiny anus, and Lisa gasped when the instructor
squeezed a rubber bulb, explaining that once inserted, the bottom
of the phallus would be inflated to seal her entrance watertight.
The two men fastened broad leather straps around the young girl's
upper thighs, keeping her legs open, and another strap across her
back to secure her to the table. Standing before their powerless
captive one of the men made a great display of greasing the heavy
shaft, saying how much he enjoyed plugging a young girl's bottom.
Lisa could still see the men through the mirrors when they moved
behind her, spreading her bottom cheeks apart, that giant phallus
sticking up into the air, and its tapered knob end resting on her
tightly closed anus. Moans escaped her throat as greater pressure
was applied to her bottom, slowly forcing her anal ring to spread
wider as the dildo started to obtain entry. After several minutes
struggling to introduce that wide shaft, the two men ceased their
efforts, telling Lisa she wasn't trying hard enough. Putting down
the dildo, and bringing over a slender cane each, the instructors
administered six strokes to the girl's bared bottom, reducing her
to tears. Once more that cruel phallic device was pressed against
the schoolgirl's straining bum to force the tapered glans through
her resisting orifice, but it only entered halfway. Assuring poor
Lisa they would eventually succeed, the instructors caned her red
striped cheeks, then rammed the dildo into her three more times.
Finally, after considerable twisting, the rubber stopper breached
the schoolgirl's protesting sphincter, slowly penetrating further
into her rectum under the insistent pressure from her tormentor's
strong hand. Lisa Mansfield felt completely stuffed by this giant
imitation prick, and it was several minutes before her bottom had
stopped clenching so tightly round the intruding shaft. Gradually
her anal muscles relaxed a little, helped along by those two male
trainers as they stroked the young girl's exposed hairless pussy,
flicking her hard clitoris, and sliding two fingers into her tiny
wet quim. Lisa was soon panting with rising sexual passion, rigid
muscles standing out on her thighs as a powerful orgasm built up.
However, she was left high and dry, when the two males unfastened
her from the table, standing Lisa upright between them, callously
mauling her flagrantly displayed young body with their strong hot
hands. Twisting and pinching her budding breasts, pulling out her
puffy labia, and slapping her prominent pubic mound, they berated
her lack of control. Dragging her from this room, the instructors
marched her along the corridor towards the next punishment stage.
Lisa was mortified at being taken from the privacy of the massage
room in her present state of undress, then paraded along a public
corridor where anyone might observe those womanly charms that all
young ladies liked to keep concealed. She couldn't even keep her
thighs together to hide her pouting quim, not with that huge fake
penis rammed into her bottom, and these men held her arms twisted
right up her back, fully presenting her jiggling titties. Several
men walked towards them during their journey, and every one would
stop and admire her nude figure, with extremely rude comments the
youngster wasn't used to hearing. Her escort had no consideration
for her modesty, freely inviting those they met to examine their
charge's available charms, holding her still while she was groped
by male hands. Finally they left the open corridor, entering into
an exercise room full of cycles, treadmills, and rowing machines,
most of these in use by men of various ages, nowhere was a female
to be seen. One of the instructors explained to Lisa that today's
sessions were strictly male, an alternate monthly arrangement set
up so that those lady members of the club could also enjoy modest
physical training privately, just with members of their own sex.
Additionally however, this total male environment allowed members
to arrange special punishment assignments for naughty girlfriends
who needed obedience training, or for their wives, and even young
daughters like Lisa could be accommodated. Sometimes their female
members availed themselves of the same privacy, putting compliant
male partners through many similar, physically exacting routines.
Lisa was instructed to invite one of the men on an exercise cycle
to pause for a moment while she took his place, and when this man
dismounted he explained that he still had ten minutes left on the
timer that she could use. The instructor adjusted the tall saddle
for Lisa, so that she could stand astride it, extending a narrow
peg from the seat, and fitting it carefully into the phallus that
was wedged inside her bottom. When the schoolgirl sat down slowly
onto this machine, the device clicked into place, locking her fat
intruder onto the bicycle's saddle. Someone brought over a padded
collar to fasten round her neck, clipping a strap from the silver
ring at the back, down to the rear of the machine. Another strap,
clipped to the front of the collar, was secured to the handlebars
of the cycle, preventing her from rising. The instructors finally
secured her feet to the pedals, and her wrists to the handlebars,
completely immobilising her. Setting the tensions slightly lower,
because she was after all only a child, these men now ordered her
to start pedalling, laughing at the weird faces she pulled while
she wriggled about on that harrowing saddle. Lisa's superb bottom
actually protruded over the inadequate width of the leather seat,
providing an unobstructed target to these strange men who she now
noticed were all gathering round her. Each one had acquired thick
bamboo canes, and as they calmly encouraged Lisa to pedal harder,
they flicked her thighs, front and back, then reached in to smack
her tummy, and even whipped upwards at her tiny jiggling titties.
Recommending that the youngster try this hard to avoid disgusting
young boys in future, one of the men stood behind Lisa while the
others continued to harass her. Carefully delivering six ruthless
strokes to the girl's bare bottom, the man behind watched eagerly
as she lunged away from each onslaught, straining herself halfway
off the embedded rear dildo. When her muscles would hold no more,
she slammed downwards, impaling herself onto that massive phallic
shaft, gasping in sheer distress as she sodomised her own bottom.
One after the other they whipped their helpless little plaything.
 Lisa Mansfield sobbed with relief when that timer finally
chimed, announcing her release from this heartless torture, and
carefully dismounted the punishing exercise cycle. Walking back
towards the massage room was even more stressful than the
original trip since her blazing bottom advertised the fact that
she'd been chastised. Bending over in front of the menacing
leather table, Lisa watched as a narrow pipe was connected to the
large dildo protruding from her clenched buttocks. One of those
instructors assembled various pieces of equipment, attaching a
transparent container to a metal tube support about three feet
above her head, then attaching that rear pipe to it. Lisa was
carefully shown a jug holding two pints of warm water, which the
men explained was just the start of this enema treatment she was
to receive today. They slowly poured some of the water into the
raised container, allowing the air to float out of the conduit,
then added the remainder once the system was properly primed.
Gravity started to operate on the liquid forcing it gradually
along the flexible transparent tubing, and Lisa felt a warm
sensation inside her bottom as the water cascaded into her
plugged rectum. The sensation of warmth was quite pleasant inside
the youngster's tummy, and she had often tolerated warm, two pint
enemas from her parents, when they'd thought she needed cleaning.
However, that solid stopper wedged into her bottom seemed rather
mysterious with such a moderate treatment. Realisation soon began
to dawn on the schoolgirl though as one of those men brought over
another two pint jug, even before she'd been allowed to discharge
that first one. Lisa moaned as she remembered that earlier remark
about large volume enema treatments, appreciating now that severe
quantities of water were going to be forced into her small tummy.
Those cruel men smiled at their captive's look of absolute horror
as she fathomed out to some extent their strategy for her, adding
to her distress by pointing out how the water was now much hotter
than before. They also added four ounces of liquid soap informing
the girl that it would accelerate cleaning out any filth attached
to the lining inside her belly. Lisa had experienced soap enemas
earlier in her young life, and didn't like them at all, specially
when she had to hold them for a long time. Liquid soap irritated
her tender insides, causing severe stomach cramps, and making her
desperately want to bear down, but she knew that wouldn't be lost
on her tormentors. When the hotter water started flowing into the
stretching internal phallus, Lisa complained that it was burning
too much, despite being told to be quiet. Stripping off his brief
shorts and vest, one of the instructors climbed onto the massage
table in front of the girl, slid his naked body forward, then put
his hands on the back of her head. Slowly she was pushed towards
a pulsating male cock, having to part her lips, and take his hard
fleshy shaft into her mouth. She could hardly utter any sound now
while she took a hot soapy enema up her bottom, fellating a total
stranger, and suffering his partner's hands roaming over her nude
figure. Feeling the schoolgirl's hairless quim with one hand, and
squeezing her firm adolescent titties as they hung from her chest
this vindictive physical training teacher threatened to transform
Lisa's body into an expectant mother. Fearing that she was going
to be made pregnant, Lisa struggled helplessly, calming down when
he massaged her pendant tummy, realising that all this liquid had
started to swell her up. A further four pints of clean hot water,
slowly flooding into her belly, produced a sizable lump, sticking
out above her bald pubis. Making her stand in front of the large
mirrored wall, the men highlighted how she was slowly blossoming.

Connecting the rubber bulb onto the protruding end of Lisa's anal
stopper, the instructor slowly inflated the expanding base making
it swell up on either side of the girl's already stretched hole.
This didn't enlarge her widely opened anus any more, though harsh
pressure gripped her sphincter muscle in an unyielding hold which
made her dildo absolutely watertight. Once more, Lisa was marched
down to the exercise room, and this time everyone gathered round,
feeling her slightly swollen belly, as well as those other rather
interesting girlie places. The instructor placed her on someone's
exercise cycle again, strapping her down securely and fixing that
enormous dildo onto the saddle. More gadgets were brought across
this time, a couple of transparent funnels which slipped over her
pointed titties, holding on with some sort of gentle suction when
they'd been plugged in. Lisa was forced to raise herself from the
saddle while a pear shaped front piece was fitted to it spreading
her labia apart, and rubbing a ridged section against her swollen
little clitoris. The schoolgirl knew quite well what would happen
when she started to pedal the bike, and her sensitive quim rolled
across that rough protrusion, it would tickle like fury. However,
that's just what she had to do, as the timer was set, and a cane
whipped across her bare bottom, spurring her into furious action.
Quickly the exercise bike gained speed, and Lisa realised at last
what the suction cups were for. As the flywheel went round faster
it created a vacuum, pulling her little breasts, and dragging the
firm titties further into those two plastic cones. After ten long
minutes pedalling her bosom was throbbing in pain, the previously
pear shaped titties now enlarged to fill those barbarous funnels.
Happily, the pain was slightly offset by Lisa's reaction to that
modified saddle as it stimulated her erect clitty, passion rising
in her young loins. Tiredness began to set in, the girl's regular
speed dropping until a quiet buzzer sounded, then several seconds
later Lisa squealed as mild electric current was fed into copper
bands around her breasts, and on the saddle. Those brutal plastic
funnels were wired to electrocute her tender little titties, that
large protrusion on the saddle was copper tipped to fry her clit.
Struggling against two agonizing jolts through her most sensitive
female places, Lisa's bottom was whipped harder while she learned
that only above twenty miles per hour would the current turn off.
Faster and faster she pedalled, watching the speedometer climbing
slowly as searing hot current burned her breasts and cunny, until
finally it clicked off. All the men cheered her heroic efforts,
then smiled viciously as the instructor was told to increase each
amount on the controller. Lisa sobbed, but still kept pedalling,
watching as her tormentors turned up the bottom speed limit, then
stepped up the current should she drop below it, and finally spin
the vacuum control to nearly full power. Further and further into
funnels Lisa's tits were sucked by the increasing pressure, until
her erect teats were being drawn down the narrow tube at the end.
Noticing another copper ring around this last small constriction,
Lisa realised that her jutting nipples would also be electrocuted
the next time she slowed down. Several more times during the next
half hour the young girl's exertions failed to maintain her speed
at the required level, and pulsing electricity raced through each
delicate nerve of her bosom and crotch. The youngster was finally
allowed to dismount when the punishing pace and constant electric
shocks pushed her into a shattering orgasm. First though, she was
supported on the vicious power machine for several minutes as she
climaxed, strong shocks racing through her nipples and clitoris.

Poor Lisa was almost bewildered as the instructor said it was now
time to take her training even further, removing her meticulously
from the connections to this machine. Leaving the dildo inserted
solidly in the child's bottom, the fitness trainer also separated
the pipes from her breast cups, maintaining the suction with each
distended globe by means of a shut off valve. Lisa's titties were
severely stretched, to almost twice their usual size, and keeping
the remorseless plastic cones on them made sure they stayed fully
inflated like that. The helpless schoolgirl was now escorted down
the corridor to a large shower room, fitted with wrist cuffs that
were secured firmly to an overhead pipe then padded leather ankle
cuffs that stretched her feet apart. Eight men were standing near
Lisa's naked body, fully displayed and openly available for their
perverted little games, and they spitefully explained each detail
of her forthcoming ordeal. Juvenile ladies who behaved indecently
with the opposite sex had to be shown the dangers of their carnal
actions, and the serious consequences of vulgarity. Pregnancy was
a disastrous predicament for a young woman, and could easily put
immense pressure on her life. The men demonstrated how adolescent
boys behaved without any respect for a girl's feelings, grabbing
her swollen labia and yanking them apart that hard, Lisa squealed
at the pain, thinking she would tear in half. One of the men held
up his middle finger, telling the fearful child that youths loved
fingering their girlfriends whenever possible. Reaching inbetween
her thighs, he jammed his finger right into her unprepared vagina
before she could relax. The man frigged her wet cunny for a while
with callous disregard for her moans, then gripped her erect clit
and pinched it till she squealed. Saying that these very pleasant
feelings could easily encourage Lisa to allow a boy to insert his
erection inside her, and then lacking any self control, her lover
would climax deep into her vulva, flooding her with virile spunk.
Preparation to avoid this critical mistake could only be enhanced
by youngsters experiencing the terrible consequences of their bad
decisions, actually having to encounter the effects of pregnancy.
The instructor next coupled a long hosepipe to Lisa's anal dildo,
slowly turned on the valve allowing water to trickle into her bum
while he eagerly joined the others to watch the results. Picking
up his bamboo cane, and flexing it between his hands, the trainer
suggested they might as well warm up the girl's bottom while they
were waiting. Each man delivered six strokes onto Lisa's postured
cheeks, cutting deep into the pliant flesh, watching lecherously,
enjoying this naked schoolgirl's strong thrusts forward. Stopping
to admire their work for a while, they turned off the water flow,
shamelessly fondling the youngster's swollen belly. Pulling those
plastic cones still attached to her inflated titties, they spread
them apart painfully on her chest until they pointed in opposite
directions. Increasing their cruelty even further, these men took
up positions to direct numerous punishing cuts across the child's
bloated tummy, slashing at her solid bump. Upward cuts bit deeply
into her shaven quim, and they even removed those vicious breast
cups to whip her tender bosoms. The water tap was turned on again
to continue swelling her childish belly till she resembled nearly
4 months pregnant, then 6 months, then 8 months, eventually she'd
even watched her belly button turn inside out. The cruel whipping
never stopped, just changed its sensitive target from one tender
place on her immature body to another. Finally the poor youngster
could contain no more water, her insides could stretch no further
as the liquid poured into her gullet, and she vomited helplessly.
Laughing at their victim's distress, those ruthless men continued
caning the schoolgirl's naked figure while she threw up onto the
tiled shower room floor. Jeering at the excrement Lisa now forced
right from her bowels, out of her mouth, the spectators said they
would expect such a messy childbirth from a filthy slut like her.
At last the captive hung from her restraints, gasping for breath,
occasionally retching at the foul taste in her mouth. They eased
her onto the floor laid on her tummy, then forced her legs widely
apart to remove that massive anal stopper rammed into her bottom.
Lisa Mansfield was in a very similar position now, though older,
she'd been ordered to stretch up and hold onto a water pipe above
her head, keeping both hands apart, but also spreading her feet
widely, displaying her female charms. The caretaker had inserted
the cold brass nozzle of a hosepipe inside her tight bottom hole,
pushing it right up, then tied it in place using a skipping rope.
Gordon Palmer surveyed his poor helpless captive, suspended naked
in the shower area, with her tummy bloated with water, thrilling
greatly at her extreme anguish, then pulling the hose out of her
tight rear end. Although the caretaker extracted immense pleasure
from this teacher's obvious suffering, he couldn't know the depth
of her shame as she re-lived her previous childhood experiences.
Calmly ordering Miss Mansfield to lie down, he spread her buttock
cheeks apart to examine her anal ring, poking his finger through
the puckered muscle as her mind flashed back years to the fitness
centre where she'd been abused. They'd held her little anus open
as the remaining filth flowed out of her body, pressing her tummy
to ensure it was all clear before letting her up. The instructors
guided their fragile subject back to the massage room, supporting
her down those open corridors, where she hardly noticed her naked
condition any more. After a short rest, then another invigorating
massage with perfumed oils, the poor schoolgirl was escorted back
to the exercise room, where she was again mounted on a cycle with
a huge dildo fitted to the saddle. Once more those plastic breast
attachments were fitted onto her immature bosom, and the delicate
flesh inflated to twice its original size, then electrocuted with
even greater severity. Halfway thorough this operation her father
arrived, adding to her distress as he observed her nudity getting
violated in this way, then insisting she stay on the bike longer.
The whole process had been repeated for her father's benefit, but
increased in magnitude, at his eagre request, thoroughly reducing
his daughter to total, abject obedience. It had taken three weeks
for her cruelly deformed figure to regain its original suppleness
with the aid of several further visits to the male massage suite.
Slapping the PE teacher's rump, the caretaker ordered her return
to her room, with a reminder about bringing the young girls round
later on to his lodge. Miss Mansfield dejectedly walked along the
corridors towards the staff residence area, reprimanding herself
for the present predicament she was in, though relieved since she
had traded her position for the students. Knowing that youngsters
just loved being promiscuous, Lisa was sure they'd enjoy tonight,
especially under the charge of a virile man like Gordon Palmer.
Deciding that another personal punishment was deserved, Lisa held
her breast between the corridor doors, pulling them shut to press
the delicate flesh completely flat. Stepping backwards, this poor
woman stretched and flattened her tittie, applying more and more
force until the doors swung the other way. Nursing her poor bosom
Miss Mansfield adjusted her makeup, powdered and perfumed herself
liberally before putting on any clothing, then went off to lunch.
The young girls had been sent back to their dormitory for a short
rest before lunch, being ordered to assemble in the senior common
rooms at one o'clock, with detailed instructions for their dress.
Walking into that luxurious rest area, Lisa found the other girls
already preparing themselves dinner, a coffee cup freshly filled,
and on the table for their teacher. Glancing around the room Lisa
was pleased to note they'd all dressed to her instructions, brief
baby doll nighties that hardly covered their black silk stockings
and suspender belts. The older two girls, Christine and Judy, had
even anticipated her temperament by leaving off the sheer panties
belonging to their nightie sets. Through that diaphanous material
could easily be seen those gentle curves of their freshly shaven
pussy mounds, pouting labia nestling between strong young thighs.
Sensing their teacher's attraction to their nakedness, the flirty
schoolgirls immodestly parted their knees when they had sat down,
flashing off those puffy sex lips along their already damp slits.
When they had eaten their meal, Miss Mansfield took them walking,
following one of the many paths around the school flower gardens
which were sheltered from the main buildings. Stopping beside one
of the many bench seats, Miss Mansfield explained to her charges,
who had been ordered to stand before her while she seated herself
that two of them were going to spend an afternoon with Mr Palmer.
Gasping at this prospect, since the caretaker's reputation caused
much crude gossip among these young female pupils, they asked who
it was going to be. The teacher said she'd not been able to judge
which of the four was deserving of such a humiliating punishment,
since they were all filthy little sluts, but their present attire
would help her to decide. They were going to enjoy a little party
game she knew was popular in the dormitories, where two girls had
to resist their natural urges under pressure. Christine and Judy
were selected as the first contestants since they had already got
rid of their panties, leaving their sweet little pussy available.
Rebecca and Anne sat down on the bench either side of the teacher
while the other two girls placed one foot on the arm, presenting
fully to their friends a soft shaven quim. Miss Mansfield lifted
her own nightie hem, displaying her neatly trimmed bush, dipping
slender fingers into the groove as she set her stop watch going.
Rebecca and Anne each pushed their faces into the childish cunny
laid before them, flicking agile tongues over hot sensitive flesh
with practised skill. Christine was the first to climax, moaning
as waves of irresistible passion crashed through her young loins,
although Judy was only a small whimper behind her friend. Sitting
on the bench before their legs gave way, the panting schoolgirls
were quickly presented with their friend's hairless mounds, after
Miss Mansfield had carefully pulled down their diaphanous briefs.
These two youngsters were now treated to accomplished cunnilingus
from their female friends, wriggling their hips as narrow tongues
massaged erect clitoral muscles, lapped succulent labia, and even
poked into their love holes. Anne was the loser of this encounter
by a long way, collapsing onto the floor in a squirming heap when
Rebecca was still thrusting her quim into Judy's mouth. Paramount
control by this young girl was soon overcome by her partner's hot
tongue which pushed her over the edge into her own strong orgasm.
 Christine and Anne were told to report to the caretaker's
cottage straight away for their next punishment period under his
control. The other two, Judy and Rebecca, were taken back to the
library, still dressed in nightie and stockings, to continue with
the rest of this morning's copy work, while Lisa attended to
other duties. Miss Mansfield hadn't cleaned up in the gymnasium
changing rooms downstairs yet, having been distracted by the
caretaker, although she could have left it for the domestics.
That might have created some problems though, the filth from all
those large enemas still laying on the tiled floor. When Lisa saw
just how much mess there was to clean up, she decided that
perhaps a pretty nightie, black stockings and suspender belt,
weren't the ideal clothing for this mundane task. Going into her
office she stripped off her delicate lingerie, returning to the
changing rooms in the nude and started to hose down the soiled
floor. Catching a glimpse of herself, one of the large mirrors
clearly displayed her nakedness as she hosed these white tiles
clean, the teacher's pussy twitched turbulently at the indecent
spectacle. Moral sensibilities trained throughout childhood
recoiled at the sight, judging herself dirtier than the floor she
was washing. Turning the nozzle round, Lisa gently slid the warm
brass shaft between her lips, as if sucking a man's cock into her
mouth, and pulled the trigger several times, jetting hot water
right down her throat. Gasping and swallowing as though she might
drown in male spunk, Lisa drank pints and pints of liquid. The PE
teacher watched her nude figure continue to wash the floor with
mounting passion, every few minutes stopping her dirty work,
shoving the brass nozzle into her pussy, then blasting her vagina
with the full force of the hosepipe. Sometimes she would bend her
torso forward, watching her buttocks spread in front of the large
mirror's reflection, then pierce that reluctant anal muscle with
the hard shaft, harshly blasting her rectum once more with water.
Finally those showers were spick and span, and Miss Mansfield set
off back to her room, still naked as she walked down the corridor
towards the staff residence intending to dress in something quite
severe before returning to her girls. Halfway back to her private
room in the other side of this building, Lisa realised that she'd
only recently been walking this corridor in exactly the same full
nudity as she was now. While that had caused her serious trouble,
and two of the girls under her care, she obviously hadn't learned
from her mistake since she was making the same blunder once more.
She reached her bedroom safely this time, since the caretaker was
rather busy at the moment, and Lisa imagined poor Christine bound
tightly with rope, lowering her childish, bald cunny onto the fat
penis of her cruel tormentor. Miss Mansfield felt responsible for
the schoolgirl's predicament, and deserved punishing herself with
utmost severity. Taking a leather belt from her wardrobe, placing
a pillow on the end of her bed, then laying back in that familiar
position she'd learned as a child, Lisa started to whip her quim.
Despite the pain inflicted on her sensitive female places, there
wasn't any easing of the woman's conscience this time. Something
more was required to control her insatiable urges, either medical
therapy from some professional, or else she would have to return
home to her parents. Despite enjoying her freedom over these past
few years, it was becoming obvious that she needed guidance where
moral decisions had to be made. Even this hesitation was typical,
she just needed help, and perhaps her father was most suited when
Lisa wanted telling what to do. Finally she decided that relapsed
young ladies should return home to their parents for Bank Holiday
weekends at least, and she'd arrange that for Easter. In the next
two weeks she'd try hard to behave, then seek her father's expert
assistance in straightening out her life.

( Continued in part 2 -  Teacher Training Course )