The High Heath Academy has a high reputation for restoring errant young ladies to the straight and narrow in a near-future society that takes a rather more direct approach to discipline. However, on his return from a weekend away, the Headmaster finds that there has been trouble among the inmates and that the female staff have not handled it well. That means that it won't be just the inmates who must bend and bare!
With a couple of hours to spare and access to the CCTV, Jemma decided to watch what had happened in Anna’s room the previous night after Anna left Tanya there for the use of Judge Orin Taylor.
She picked it up as Anna left the room. The judge circled the girl on the floor and then reached down and pulled her to her feet by her hair.
“Owww!” Tanya squealed. “You can’t do that, I’ll tell the police.”
“I am the law young lady, and I have been asked to handle your punishments and I will.” He leaned down and slapped her thigh, leaving a livid red mark. “Now get those clothes off and come here!”
Tanya removed her blouse, skirt and panties and put her hands on her head and stood in front of the judge. He ran his hands under her vest and began to pull at her hard nipples, making her close her eyes and give little gasps on pleasure.
“So you like that you little slut, do you?”
“Oh yes Sir, I love it when you maul my tits. But I need to be punished, please punish me Sir.” Actually Tanya was quite turned on by being given to a complete stranger, she had been passed around the staff, but this was different.
Orin pulled the vest over her head and dumped her head first over his lap. Once she was in position he laid his large hand on her small backside, and then he began to spank the compact little arse. Tanya felt herself begin to get wetter and wetter.
When his hand began to get sore he stopped and began to feel Tanya’s wet pussy and had only pushed in one finger when Tanya’s orgasm exploded through her slim frame.
He stood up and the young trainee fell to the carpet, her head still reeling from the orgasm. She reached up with a hand and put it on the pulsating erection making a tent in the front of his trousers.
“Can I help you with this Sir?” she asked in a sexy voice.
The judge lost it and began to pull off his clothes and drop them on the floor. As soon as he was naked Tanya reared up and took his penis as far down her throat as she could.
As the Headmaster had trained her she tried to keep her eyes on his, but a rather large stomach was in the way, so she concentrated on getting his not small prick as deep as she could. But he surprised her by suddenly giving out an animal roar and filling her mouth with his come.
It must have been some time since the judge had had sex, going by the amount he unloaded into Tanya’s warm mouth. She tried to swallow it all but quite a lot escaped and ran down her chin.
Orin sat down on the chair with a thump, making the wooden seat creak and groan with his weight. When he opened his eyes he looked down at Tanya kneeling before him. Frothy white spunk ran from the sides of her mouth down her chin, he patted her on the head, saying. “That was quite a load wasn’t it Slut?”
“Yes Sir it was, thank you Sir.” Tanya remained where she was, her warm buttocks resting on her feet, as she awaited further orders. She was quite content to be loaned out like this. It turned her on and she was pleasing her Master and Mistress, what could be better than a slave pleasing her owners.
He pulled a tissue out of the box on the side table and cleaned up around her mouth like a baby. “Now what do I do with you?” he asked.
Tanya blinked innocently at him. “Anything you like Sir, I am for your use tonight.” She glanced behind her, “I still need punishment Sir. Shall I fetch the paddle?”
“Good idea Slut, get the paddle, get on the bed on all fours and let’s see if we can get some colour in that arse of yours.” Tanya did as she was told and the Judge heaved himself out of the chair and grabbing the slim girl’s waist held her tight as he began to use the circular, plastic paddle.
Jemma slid down further in her seat and her hand went in between her legs, she pulled her panties off and searched out her clitoris. To the sound of the paddle whacking against Tanya’s reddening buttocks and the girl’s little cries as she neared an orgasm, Jemma was reaching her own crisis when she felt a cool hand take her wrist.
She looked down to see Yolanda. “Let me do that Mistress.” She said and immediately inserted her tongue in place of Jemma’s fingers.
Jemma came the same time as Tanya was crying out her pleasure. But Yolanda didn’t stop and forced another orgasm on her, she opened her eyes to see that Judge Orin Taylor was now taking Tanya from behind, his large stomach pounding into the slim girl’s red backside.
Jemma reached down and grabbed Yolanda’s hair, pulling her head out from between her knees. The little masochist came up smiling and licking her lips. “Was I good Mistress?” she asked.
Jemma gave a little pull on her hair. “Did I give you permission to do that Slave?”
“No Mistress, I am so naughty.”
“And what happens to naughty girls?”
“They are whipped until they bleed?” she said in a hopeful voice.
“And what do you think He would do to me if He came back and found you with your pretty little bottom all scarred up?”
“I see your point Mistress.” Yolanda pouted.
Jemma stood up, picked up her panties and put them on the desk. “Get over that frame and I’ll give you a two orgasm paddling only.”
Yolanda jumped up and draped herself over the frame and Jemma retrieved the oblong, wooden paddle from the Headmaster’s supply cupboard. Carefully folding back Yolanda’s skirt and slowly peeling her panties down and off, Jemma began to at first caress her backside with her hand and then caress it with the paddle.
Yolanda began to wriggle as this went on for several minutes; she twisted her head to look up at Jemma, and then began to wriggle more as the Deputy Head’s finger brushed against the lips of Yolanda’s pussy, just a light touch, frustratingly no penetration, which Jemma deftly avoided as the young masochist tried to thrust her body onto the her fingers.
Finally Yolanda said, “Please Mistress.”
“I don’t know Yolli; it’s such a pretty bottom. It seems a shame to bruise it.” Jemma kept up the light touch as she smiled down at the frustrated girl.
“You promised, you did you promised, you are so cruel,” Yolanda whined.
“Maybe I’m, what did you call me, ‘power mad’?”
“I didn’t mean it Mistress! You are my most beautiful and best Mistress.” She gave out little, ‘Ahh’ sounds as Jemma’s index finger burrowed into her dripping pussy.
“That’s what the little tart called me, just yesterday,” a voice said from the doorway.
Jemma looked up and smiled, she had been so intent on torturing Yolanda she had failed to see Helen come in. “Headmistress, welcome back, did the visit go well?”
Helen came and stood the other side of the frame and began to caress Yolanda’s backside as well. “Very well, just some snagging work to do and then we can move in. Looking forward to it?”
“Oh yes, did the Headmaster tell you that he gave me total authority while he was away?”
“He did,” Helen slipped a finger inside Yolanda as well, and they both began to masturbate her. “I see you tuned in to see what happened to Tanya last night, has she done well?”
“Very well, not quite up to this slut’s standards, but very submissive and willing to do anything.” From below them Yolanda was moaning. “Oh yes, yes, yesssssss!”
The two mistresses looked up at the television where Tanya was on her knees in front of the judge and holding out the cane that had been presented to her when she started her training.
The judge took the cane and told her to bend over and grab her ankles, then he went and stood behind and raising the cane high he brought in the first blow. As he did so then Helen slapped the buttock on her side, and Jemma, catching on quickly, slapped the buttock on her side as the judge unloaded the second strike on Tanya.
Three hard slaps each side had Yolanda shuddering again to an orgasm, while on the television Tanya dropped to her knees and grabbed her abused backside. As Tanya shuffled around on her knees and said. “Thank you for the punishment, Sir,” so Yolanda thanked her two mistresses.