There is an undercover revolutionary at High Heath, bent on revealing to the world the truth of what goes on there. At the same time, the Headmaster is beginning to get to grips with a whole new academy opening. Bare bottoms, girls with open legs and mouths, girl-on-girl, the swishing of canes and paddles...on every page there is the sort of action that Alan Raison knows how to serve up in generous proportions!
Book 2 of High Heath Academy!
Isabella’s stomach flipped to learn that she was going to spend more time with the Headmaster. Her head felt so confused, pleased at more time with the Headmaster, upset that her mistress had just gone off and left her, afraid at what this powerful man would do to her.
“Don’t forget,” he smiled at them, “your new duties start today.” He leaned forward and took Tanya’s face in his hands, and then slid them down to pull gently on her nipple clamps. “Follow your mistress around today and observe what she does, and soon you will be looking after the Wards yourself. Do you understand?”
Tanya nodded her eyes bright with tears and the sensations he was causing her. “Yes Sir.”
“Isabella, your mistress won’t be back until Monday so you will be spending today with me, tomorrow with Miss Harris and Sunday with Miss Grey. Understood?”
Isabella also nodded; she was a bit worried about being given into the control of the Gym Mistress for a day. She was a hard taskmaster; a ward rarely left her lessons without a few stripes from her whalebone switch across her backside.
She clearly remembered the time, soon after she arrived, when she had refused to do any more push ups, she had easily pinned her over a bench, had one of the other girls pull down her shorts and laid in to her with the switch until she was crying and pleading like a little girl, humiliated in front of the other wards. She had then done the push ups with no shorts on, her striped backside going up and down in front of the assembled wards.
They hadn’t laughed at her of course, that would only bring the same punishment for them, but she felt as if they were laughing at her. As she now thought back on that, one of many humiliations heaped upon her, she could feel herself getting sexually excited by the memory.
“Miss Parker-Davies,” a tweak of her own nipple clamps brought her back to the present.
“Yes Sir. I will learn to be a tutor as best as I can.”
“Good girls, now get each side of the bed and open up those legs. We just have some time for some more fun before breakfast.” He whispered into Anna’s ear and she disappeared into the play room, returning moments later wearing a strap-on dildo. Once they had them positioned to their liking, their hips on the edge of the bed, legs as wide as they would go, facing each other, and gripping the other girl’s upper arm, the Headmaster went and stood behind Tanya while Anna stood behind Isabella.
They gave them a light hand spanking until they were both wriggling around and then, at the Headmaster’s signal, buried themselves deep into their respective victim, reaching under them and gripping the nipple clamps they began to fuck them while cruelly twisting the clamps.
Instinctively, they both buried their heads in the bed until they were pulled up by the hair to look at each other as their orgasms broke.
“Watch how you both react so quickly to the pain and pleasure you’re feeling. If I ever allow you to train your own girls this is what you will be looking for.” The Headmaster slowed down and waited for Tanya to come again before spurting his seed inside her, while he watched Anna’s eyes roll as she came as well.
Anna slipped out of the strap-on and went to offer it to Isabella to clean with her tongue when the Headmaster stopped her and put it up to Tanya’s mouth instead. There was only a slight hesitation before Tanya opened her mouth and took it as far down her throat as she could, tasting the essence of Isabella while her fellow slave looked on at her.
Isabella felt a surge of companionship with the brown haired, slim girl. She had never really had girlfriends in her life before, but being trained together had forged a bond.
How much her life had changed in the last week.
Back in the bathroom they washed each other, under the supervision of Anna. Isabella luxuriated in washing Tanya and, whilst being washed by her, attempted to take her in her arms and kiss her, Tanya obviously felt the same way, but Anna slapped their thighs, saying; “No time for that now, get out and dry off. Time to do some work.” They did each other’s hair and makeup, before being dressed in their new Tutor Assistant uniforms, by the Headmaster and Anna.
These differed slightly from what the tutors wore. Blue stockings instead of black, a white blouse, a black pleated skirt, shorter than the tutors but longer than the wards, and shoes with a small heel.
Isabella stood quietly as the Headmaster dressed her, as another example of the control they were under. He slid on her stockings and suspender belt, his hands smoothing them up her legs, then her panties, his fingers running around her bottom and rubbing lightly at her shaven pussy.
His hands went to the nipple clamps and he gently tweaked them. “Maybe we should leave these on, what do you think Isabella?”
Isabella, standing with her hands clenched into fists at her side, feeling the sexual excitement rise inside her again, and wondering just how much more sex she could want, knew instinctively what answer this man wanted from her.
“Whatever pleases you, Sir.”
The Headmaster smiled, he had been right about Isabella Parker-Davies. He had given her a sort of freedom she had never had before and she had grabbed it with both hands. She would make a fine tutor, willing to subjugate herself to certain masters and mistresses, whilst remaining severely dominant over those in her control.
He removed the clamps and watched as tears came to her eyes as the blood rushed back into the sensitive nipples, he massaged them with his thumbs until they reduced to a gentle throb and then put on her bra and the rest of her clothes.
He stood back and looked at both of his newest recruits.