Maude Cameron And Her Guardian

Volume 2
Chapter One

Charles Cameron had often thought, in idle fancy, that he would, once retired, enjoy the leisure and income of some sort of private institution wherein he could instruct, and which would permit him at the same time to enjoy the comforts of home without going into the city. Now, at Rushton and his scenic retreat, with an income already moderate and assured for his future, he had achieved the luxurious joys of a sybarite in being granted two beautiful young teenaged girls who were responsive to his every sensual penchant. And so when they artfully proposed that he open a private school for girls- Alice, this time, was the chief exponent of the idea, doubtless for the same reason that Maude had had initially in wanting Alice to come to Rushton to divert all of her guardian’ s amatory and fustigatory attentions to someone else-, he found the idea not only amusing but also very practicable.

To begin with, he owned the acreage next to his house, and also, there were many families who sought to send their children away to private boarding school thus to have freer lives and not be bound by the mundane necessities of caring for and feeding their offspring. And that was why workmen appeared on the premises that fall and began to construct a building which, interrupted by winter, went on apace by the next spring and was finished by mid- summer, to be exact, on the very day of Maude’ s eighteenth birthday. Alice, whose birthday was in April, celebrated her nineteenth, and for that particular event Maude baked a little cake on which she put 19 candles and Alice, who had been blindfolded, was instructed to blow out the candles with a single breath. She failed by five, and was sentenced to a birthday birching which Maude herself applied whilst Alice was, still blind folded, undressed down to camisole and elegant black silk hose with purple rosette garters and tied with her arms in cross and her thighs widely yawned apart in the middle of the room, cords fixing to wrists and ankles being fixed at their other ends in turn to hooks set into the cellar wall. Then, whilst Maude laid on five- and- twenty carefully and slowly administered strokes, Mr. Cameron distracted the svelte brunette by having her, standing clasping her, and the stimulus of the rod which Maude plied energetically over her chum’ s ivory bottomcheeks and upper thighs induced Alice to respond with such furious and feverish animation that the two of them experienced supreme carnal gratification.

In a circular which Mr. Cameron carefully devised, a kind of prospectus for the school was sent out that spring, for enrollments the following fall in September. The two wards- for Alice had formally been adopted by Charles Cameron, and now called herself his niece, just as did sweet golden- haired Maude- discussed the idea with their guardian, and agreed to be instructresses. Maude had been exceptionally good at history and sewing, cooking and geography, and it was agreed she would undertake these curricular subjects, whilst Alice, who had had several semesters of French, and was proficient in painting with watercolors, English literature, would take these subjects. However, for an accredited school, it would be well to have on the faculty of teachers at least two women with advanced education, though they would not live on the premises for reasons that could be guessed in advance by the reader himself. The building could house at least sixty girls, whose ages should be from thirteen to twenty. Maude would have the younger girls, ages thirteen to fifteen, Alice the next group from sixteen to seventeen, whilst the two other teachers would divide the remainder between them.

The dormitories were constructed, as well as classrooms, and Mr. Cameron specified that a large gymnasium would be located on the second floor, with a window that looked directly into that of his bedroom in the adjoining house. Finally, he had constructed a curious little shed near the window of the gym, whose own windows would have one- way glass in them so that those inside could see without being seen, and which would be furnished with a comfortable low divan, tabouret, and table. This he called his Snuggery, and its uses would be manifold directly classes began and culprits were summoned to punishment.

The enrollments were even larger than he and his wards had anticipated, and finally, when registration was at last closed for the fall semester, he discovered that he had no fewer than eighty- two girls. The tuition cheques had already been sent with application, for the parents or relatives of these young girls and ladies found his fees extremely reasonable, being only twenty- five pounds per quarter, which included food and lodging as well as lessons. He also, in his prospectus, intimated that his nieces believed in the old fashioned discipline and seriously desire to employ corporal chastisement when they deemed it vitally essential, so for that reason, as he stated in the prospectus, any parent or relative who demurred should not send in an application. But apparently those who forwarded their eight- two applications believed as he did and granted him, by letter accompanying their cheque, authority that would allow his nieces to sentence a forward or naughty girl to the birch or cane if her conduct at all merited it.

So, by mid- September, the first class opened, and Maude had twenty- two girls between thirteen and fifteen in her class, Alice twenty- one in hers, and the balance of thirty- nine girls from eighteen to twenty were in charge of a Miss Nancy Medbury and a Miss Alma Davis.

These two handsome young instructresses lived in villages not far from Rushton, and preferred not to live in with their pupils, which was the prime reason Mr. Cameron, who had interviewed a number of applicants for the posts, selected them. Moreover, both were extremely attractive, and it must be admitted that the mature rouй conceived that it was not beyond the realm of possibility that one fine day either of or both of these mature young women might fall into his punitive hands for one reason or another.

Miss Nancy Medbury was auburn- haired, of medium height, with very fair creamy skin, and a buxom figure, a spirited face with full rosy mouth and fascinating gray- green eyes, all of twenty- five. Miss Alma Davis, who wore spectacles which gave her piquantly sweet face a je ne sais quoi of provocative allure, was a year older, winsome, with dark brown hair, a slender figure but delightfully swelling hips under the decorous bustle which she affected. Her skin was smooth and tawny. Both young women were, though not spinsters, considering matrimony, and, as it turned out, each was tentatively betrothed to young men in the Royal Navy who would be gone from England for a full year at least and hence wished to while away that waiting time profitably by dedicating themselves to the teaching of the young. Of course, the new instructresses thought it rather odd that Mr. Cameron should have his own nieces as teachers, when they were no older than their older pupils, but when Maude and Alice were fashionably dressed in elegant black silk gowns with ruffled white lace at the sleeves and bodice, they did look considerably older than their actual years. Besides, Mr. Cameron paid the two mature young women a far handsomer wage than they could have found anywhere else in England, and so their hesitance at accepting Maude and Alice as colleagues was greatly mollified. Alma Davis, Mr. Cameron had already observed, tended to be something of a snob and rather disdainful in her manner of speech, and he foresaw the delicious possibility one day of forcing her to bare her stunningly spacious backside much as would one of her pupils and endure precisely the method of castigation which he had planned to have Maude and Alice inflict on their charges.

Misses Davis and Medbury left promptly after school was finished in the afternoon, which was about four, and returned home in a surrey which was sent to fetch them and which came from about sixteen miles away, the former living in Nettlebury, the other in Salisgrimham, a mile east of Nettlebury. Maude and Alice and Mr. Cameron had all agreed that these two young women should not be authorized to inflict corporal punishment, and, indeed, when Mr. Cameron had tactfully questioned Miss Alma Davis on her feelings, she had remarked indignantly that such a punishment for poor scholarship was barbarous and a relic of medieval times and that she did not propose to conduct her classes with that corrective method- a further argument which strengthened his resolve to arrange matters so that the outspoken and very attractive opponent of the rod should herself one day taste its cutting appeal to reason. However, he judiciously ordered both Misses Davis and Medbury to keep accurate lists of demerits for their older girls, which would be turned over to him at the end of each week and which he would review- the purpose, of course, being to render these mature young ladies not at all immune from the rod, the tawse and cane and battledore paddle. And with eighty- two delicious females cloistered in the school building and living there, it was apparent to him that he would have a virtually unlimited source of flagellatory pleasures. Maude had also naughtily pointed out that when girls are quartered with their own sex, as they would be at the Rushton school, they might well give themselves up to naughty thoughts and acts, which would bring about sterner measures than the usual weekly demerit flogging, and with this idea he was heartily in accord- though to chastise her immodesty, as was his pretext, he summoned her to appear in the cellar that night clad only in her shift and sandals, and then, blindfolding her and rolling up the shift to her waist and pinning it up out of harm’ s way, signed to Alice who crept in, clad deliciously in high- heeled pumps and sheer black silk hose with rosettes and a purple dressing robe, and proceeded to give her chum a sound and prolonged handsmacking till Maude was finally dissolved in tears, whereupon she doffed her robe and let Mr. Cameron have her before her squirming, sniffling chum. Then, justice prevailing, Mr. Cameron ordered Alice to change places with her golden- haired friend, and, blindfolding Alice in turn, seated himself on a low footstool and amused himself by pinching and tweaking Alice’ s creamy oval buttocks while Maude used a long feather over Alice’ s panting breasts and straining thighs till the brunette passionately implored solace. She received it from Mr. Cameron only after Maude had dealt her a dozen swishy cuts with a thin rattan. As her wrists were tied up by pulley ropes to the ceiling- as Maude’ s had been- Alice was only able to dance and caper under the swishy smacks of the thin cane, which so inflamed Mr. Cameron that he had her in that helpless position, possessing her vigorously while Maude, out of sheer jealousy, laid several extra whippy smacks with her cane over her rival’ s striated, writhing hindquarters.

A system of demerits was worked out, and Mr. Cameron decided that Friday afternoons, after the older instructresses had left for the weekend, the naughty culprits would be flogged in the gym.

There were several sets of parallel bars in this spacious chamber, two padded horses- which could be adapted to whipping horses very simply- and three or four huge round padded cushions fixed into the floor, known as domes. Normally, these last were used for posture exercises such as “ bicycling” with one’ s legs in the air whilst reclining on one’ s back over the broad circular cushion, but they could also be utilized as birching or smacking cushions by dint of forcing the victim to lie across them, her wrists and ankles corded to rings set in the floor at each end, since the dome would arch up her naughty bottom tightly and augment the bite and kiss of birch or tawse or cane.

Allowing the first week not to count, so that all the new girls should be orientated to the rules and their surroundings, Mr. Cameron was obliged to take his fustigatory pleasure with his two lovely young nieces- wards, and on this particular Friday evening, since he was hugely excited by the sight of so many delicious tidbits of femininity enrolled at his school and henceforth to be- unknowingly at the outset- procuresses for him of the secret joys he so adored, Maude and Alice received an exemplary chastisement. Indeed, to “ try out” the paraphernalia in the gym, he obliged them to strip nude save for their long clinging sheer black hose and garters, pumps, and knickers, then each lie over one of the domes and be bound with wrists and ankles so as to present a bewitching target, arched and proffered to whatever flagellatory implement he wished to use. He amused himself by smacking each girl in turn with his hand over her drawers, then drew down Alice’ s and treated her to a dozen slow and burning kisses of a slender birch rod. Next Maude’ s drawers were lowered as far as they would go, and her plump pink round bottomglobes squirmed and huddled under the burning caresses of ten strokes with the supple polished brown leather tawse. Following this, he cut away both pairs of drawers, and, sitting on a little footstool placed between the domes, used a three- thonged martinet, flicking and whisking it over this, then that bare streaked bottom in turn, and obliged each lively willing victim to win reprieve by asking him in the most exciting way to have her. Alice won that contest and sat on his lap while he had her, continuing to whisk the martinet about over poor Maude’ s dancing, jerking bare bottom. He pronounced the facilities of the gym a huge success; Maude and Alice grudgingly agreed! They impatiently awaited the next Friday, when their own authority as correctresses would officially begin.

And then at last the week rolled back, and Alice and Maude, having consulted the demerit list, brought it to their guardian that noon. Maude had three names on hers: those of lone Bell, a plump, sandyhaired coquette of fourteen who was extremely well proportioned of bosom and bottom; Georgette Henshaw, thirteen, with live skin and an exquisitely supple figure; and Madge Noonan, fifteen, sulky- faced, dark- brown- haired, who tried to act older than she was and had been rebuked twice for impertinence in class. Alice had two names, those of Lily Ashton, sixteen, a willowy beauty with sensitive, delicate cameolike features, a gracefully supple figure, and a decidedly tart, forthright manner of speech, which had cost her enough demerits under Alice’ s tutelage to receive this summons to retribution; and Sally Eames, seventeen, a real beauty with jet- black hair, a simpering, shy face, superb bosom and hips and very proud of her wealthy uncle’ s influence and prestige, for he was an attachй in the embassy in London. Sally was, alas, a diffident student at best and had been reproved by Alice for her failure in French, which she had not endeavored to rectify at the end of the week in a makeup examination. So there would be five new bottoms for Mr. Cameron to watch being prepared and castigated.

The unlucky five culprits were told to report to the gym at five promptly, while Mr. Cameron, clad only in a dressing gown, and noiseless felt slippers, hastened to clamber from his windowsill through the open gym window which was only a foot away, and disappeared into the little shed known as the Snuggery, from which he could watch without being seen.

When all was in readiness, Maude and Alice, wearing their highnecked black silk gowns- under which they wore only silk stockings and rosette garters, high- heeled pumps and their own satiny bare skin (so as to be ready for Mr. Cameron’ s attentions when his excitement over witnessing the oncoming punishments should demand their undivided cooperation), each in turn lectured the culprits, warning them that the principal, Mr. Cameron, had given them the full authority to act in his stead and that they hoped these disciplinary measures would not have to be repeated again, lest the penalty be more severe.

The regulation costume for this school had been selected by Mr. Cameron himself with an eye to expected disrobing for chastisement, one that would enhance the wearer’ s buttocks and legs and call especial note to these physical attributes of her person.

It comprised a high- necked black cotton tunic (which became wool in colder weather), with clinging sleeves down to the wrists; black silk stockings rolled just above the knee with elastic garters, black cotton bloomers (for all girls up through the ages of seventeen; those from eighteen to twenty were permitted to wear black cotton pleated skirts that descended just to the lower calf), dainty French- heeled black pumps (save for gym class, where the girls wore sneakers), and, beneath the bloomers, tight- fitting black cotton drawers with very tight waistband and hems that reached the lower thigh, whereas the elastic- banded hems of the bloomers went an inch lower. Under the tunic, each girl wore a half- camisole, which covered her bosom and tucked into the waistband of the knickers. For the older girls, a white silk shirtwaist substituted for the tunic, and a kind of strapon white cotton chemisette vest replaced the half- camisole.

Having concluded the lectures, Maude and Alice glanced back at the Snuggery, where their guardian was excitedly awaiting the commencement of their first display of subjugational authority, and Alice now sternly announced, “ Now, each of you shall be blindfolded, and receive her well earned punishment in proper turn, depending on age; the youngest shall be first. Miss Cameron, will you apply the blindfolds, if you please.”

“ Certainly, Miss Birchington,” Maude gleefully agreed as she passed towards the single file of five downcast culprits who, hands clasped behind their backs, eyed the domes with apprehension, as well they might, for beside the domes were placed a straight- backed chair on whose sturdy seat lay a battledore paddle, a slim birch rod, and a gleaming metal leaf- cutter, very much like the one Mr. Cameron had used on Maude’ s dainty little hands that memorable July evening a year ago.

“ But first, ladies,” Maude resumed, composing her heart- shaped face to look very stern as a dominatress should, “ you will prepare yourself. Remove your tunics, place them neatly over that tabouret near you, after which I shall blindfold you.”

“ Oh- m- must we, M- Miss Rivers?” quavered pretty Georgette Henshaw, who had been sentenced to report this afternoon because, being gregarious by nature, she had twice been found guilty of the charge of whispering in class while Maude was explaining a lesson on the blackboard.

“ Unless you wish me to help you, Georgette,” Maude retorted gravely, “ and that will cost your naughty bottom additional strokes, you may be sure! Quickly, now, all of you, and do not let me find rebelliousness, for our beloved principal Mr. Cameron had given strict orders that insubordination and disobedience are to be strictly dealt with at his school!”

With murmurs of reluctant dismay and attenuated modesty, the five culprits resignedly began to remove their tunics, all except lone Bell, whose large blue eyes widened with dismay and whose fair milky skin was vivid with blushes at the thought of public disrobing. Hesitating, she fidgeted and wrung her hands, then exclaimed, “ I think it’ s a great shame!”

“ Do you now,” drawled Maude, approaching the plump, pretty young blonde girl and taking her by an earlobe, “ you, who had the great indecency to walk out of your room wearing only a towel-”

“ But it was late in the evening, Miss Rivers, and I was only going across the way to the shower,” lone protested, squealing and bending forward to ease the traction on her tender earlobe.

“ Come along, my girl. You shall be the first to have punishment,” Maude pronounced as she led the victim to one of the domed cushions and bade poor lone lie down on her back over it, whereupon Alice came forward to fix Ione’ s wrists and ankles by cords to the rings, after first compelling the blushing juvenile to remove her tunic. Her body was thus arced over the dome, her surprisingly well ripened round widely spaced bosom standing up boldly against the thin halfcamisole, while her thighs strained against the clinging silk hose, and, in this spread- eagled, up- arched pose, the hems of her bloomers and knickers rucked up a bit, exposing the milky- pale satin of her bare thighs just above the garters over which the stockingtops were rolled.

Maude then blindfolded her, to Ione’ s fright and pleas for mercy, and went back to blindfold the other girls, warning them not to dare to take off the blindfolds under penalty of a very severe thrashing.

Now Maude made a sign that all was ready, and Charles Cameron emerged, eyes sparkling with anticipation as he contemplated the blonde penitent stretched so tightly over the big domed cushion, his eyes feasting on the rhythmically heaving rondures of her full young breasts, and taking in the delightful amplitude of her plump yet very well proportioned thighs. Drawing up a little footstool, he seated himself and brandished in his right hand the metal leafcutter he had picked up from the straight- backed chair as he had approached the scene of action.

Alice stationed herself beside him, to play the role of executioner for Ione’ s benefit, though of course the punishment itself would be left to Mr. Cameron, whilst Maude returned to the blindfolded, uneasy quartet a distance away to warn them to keep silent and not to dare to touch their blindfolds.

“ So, Miss Bell,” Alice began sternly, “ you are accused of indecency. For shame! A girl so young to come before us on such a charge! You deserve a good smacking, and you shall have it directly.”

“ Oh, Miss, for heaven’ s sake, I didn’ t do anything wrong, truly,” Ione tearfully protested. Then she gasped and wiggled; Mr. Cameron had just patted her thigh with the leafcutter, and a moment later, smacked her vigorously through the thin bloomers and drawers. “ Ooooh!” she squealed and arched and twisted about, “ ohh, it stings!”

“ It is meant to. Take your punishment humbly, Miss Bell, unless you want your bloomers and drawers drawn off and the chastisement applied on your naked flesh,” Alice warned.

Meanwhile, Charles Cameron had slyly extended his left hand and begun to squeeze the ample, firm velvety- fleshed peaks of poor Miss Bell’ s panting breasts, whereupon the horrified young girl uttered a cry: “ Ohh, please don’ t feel me there, Miss Birching- ton!”

“ So, you prefer good smacks to being felt, you shameless thing,” Alice quickly took her cue. “ Very well, I shall do my best to oblige you.” Meanwhile her guardian was busy rucking up the legs of the bloomers and drawers beneath to expose the shapely, plump round thighs in their sheer silken sheaths, and lone wailed and squirmed over the dome, her magnificent young bosom in erratic upheaval.

Taking the leafcutter, Charles Cameron now began to deliver quick, energetic smacks all over the girl’ s rounded calves and lower thighs, presently visiting the tender insides of her thighs with noisy spatting cuts, while Ione sobbed and begged for pardon, trying her best to wriggle from side to side to evade the painful smacks. He left off for a moment, then laid the leafcutter against one of her panting breast, and Ione fairly shrieked, “ Oh for God’ s sake, Miss Birchington, not there, oh please not there,” and tried her level best to twist away, but in due course the leafcutter went spatttt- and bounded against the firmly resilient contour of the lower curve of her left breast, drawing a frantic high- pitched cry and vociferous tearful pleas to be let off any more. Now moving to the other breast, he applied a cruel little smack over the inner curve’ s lower section, and then, while poor Ione Bell was still exhaling her plaints from that wickedly stinging cut, began to deal the quick downward darting taps all over both heaving young bosomglobes, not forgetting the sensitive cores where her pert, ripe young nipplebuds thrust up saucily against the tight cling of the half- camisole. These fairly drove Ione Bell wild with pain and shame and her piercing cries reverberated through the gym, making the four waiting culprits shudder with apprehension.

Seeing that he was losing interest in the noisily squalling young blonde, Alice lectured her sternly on observing school rules as to undress after hours with greater attention to propriety, and at last untied her, while Mr. Cameron helped her rise- taking advantage to squeeze one of her panting breasts as he did so- and Maude led her out of the gym, gave her back her tunic, removed the blindfold and bade her go back at once to her dormitory and meditate on her future conduct.

Charles Cameron had slipped onto the straight- backed chair, as soon as Maude had whispered that it was dainty Georgette Henshaw’ s turn next, and Maude brought the terrified coppery- haired girl forward by the wrist, lecturing her every step of the way on her flouting of authority by daring to whisper in class after having already been rebuked for the same cardinal sin, then passed her over Charles Cameron’ s lap, telling her that Miss Birchington was going to smack her naughty bottom after first taking down her bloomers.

Furiously shamed, the charming olive- skinned girl offered no resistance when Alice’ s slim fingers slowly lowered the bloomers, exposing an altogether charming, very saucily contoured bottom to Mr. Cameron’ s entranced gaze. The cheeks were sinuous ovals, rather widely spaced, and the tight fit of the white drawers shaped out their firm proportions, even to the widening furrow between them. Then, while Maude held the girl’ s wrists, Mr. Cameron slowly palpated the trembling youngster’ s vivaciously contoured bottomcheeks with his right hand, whilst tucking her in with his left arm round her waist and Alice told Georgette that she was now to be bottomsmacked to teach her not to whisper again, and that if it occurred the next time, she would be obliged to forfeit her drawers and received a good sound paddling with the battledore on the bare flesh.

Charles Cameron now began to spank the pretty youngster, reveling in the springy feel of her pert oval- shaped bottomcheeks under his eager palm, and it did not take Georgette long to kick her pretty, slim legs about, to wriggle and to entreat pardon in a tearful voice. Her frantic twistings over his lap served to excite him, and at last he released the sobbing red- haired culprit, who was sternly ordered by Maude to pull up her bloomers without daring to remove her blindfold and then was led outside and sent back to her dormitory just as Ione Bell had been.

Next to suffer punishment was Madge Noonan, whose sulky disposition showed even through the blindfold and whom Maude had decreed to her guardian was really deserving of receiving a sound switching over her bare skin. Madge, when she heard the sentence, was indignant with shame and made a gesture towards her blindfold, but the wily Alice seized her wrists and pulled her towards one of the domes, Maude helping her accomplice, and in a trice Madge found herself stretched out over the cushion, her wrists corded to the rings set in the floor just beyond, but her legs left free, and then Maude proceeded to tug down Madge’ s bloomers, at which point the dark brownette began to kick and struggle mightily. Mr. Cameron now crept forward and grasped Madge’ s slim ankles in both hands so that his wards could manage the descent of both bloomers and drawers to the culprit’ s kneehollows, and then returned to his waiting footstool to watch.

With a shriek of shame and angry defiance, Madge announced the baring of her voluptuous young posterior. Of medium height, she had a skin of carnation hue, very fine- grained and sensitive, and the effulgent rotundities of her bottom, though not excessively proportioned, were emphasized in all their provocative nakedness by the up- arching positioning of the cushion- dome. The cheeks were upstanding, set tightly together, and deliciously dimpled at each lower summit. Alice now lifted up the slender birch lying on the straight- backed chair, laid it across Madge’ s naked bottomsummits, announcing, “ Get ready, you insolent minx, for a much deserved thrashing!”

When the rod swept down, Madge uttered a startled cry of pained surprise at the burning swipe, like scalding water over her tender naked seat, and frenziedly crawled forward over the dome, finding that her legs were free, a maneuver which of course jutted up her naked bottom all the more, and the birch regaled it with a vigorous sweep over the base, then a third cut whistled over the lower summits, and a fourth over the top of Madge’ s hips, each accompanied by a loud yell of pain and sporadic kicking up of feet. Now, patting Madge’ s struggling bare seat, Alice announced where the next cut would fall- imitating her guardian’ s penchant admirably- Alice continued to flog the wailing Madge, who quickly lost her insolence and began tearfully to implore pardon like any youngster. But Alice did not stop till twenty cuts had been duly inflicted over the furiously crimsoning hemispheres, and caused Madge to kick, lunge, arch and crawl all over the dome, offering a shameless spectacle of her loins in her desperate gyrations- which Mr. Cameron’ s eyes devoured.

At last the birching ended, and the two lovely instructresses released the weeping Madge, led her out of the gym, removed her blindfold and gave her back her tunic, then sent her back to her quarters.

It was now the turn of Sally Eames, for Charles Cameron had indicated to his wards that he wished Miss Lily Ashton saved to the very last.

Sally tried to beg off, then to threaten Maude and Alice with her uncle’ s importance, and when these attempts failed, blubberingly showed her cowardice by begging not to be so humiliated as to have her undergarments removed- for Alice had sentenced her to a sound birching on the bare, to smarten up this diffident pupil.

All in vain; Maude and Alice had to drag the sobbing, pleading brunette to the dome, force her down on it, whilst Mr. Cameron himself made her wrists tight with the cords to the rings, and then, seeing that she had begun to kick frantically, helped his wards fetter her ankles, though he did not pull the cords out to extreme, wishing not to straddle Sally’ s long, lissome legs so that it would be easier to ruck down her drawers and bloomers. When these descended at last to the knees, exposing a breathtakingly contoured ivory- hued pair of broadly ample but splendidly firm nether globes, Mr. Cameron himself decided to take the birch in hand, and, having whispered to Maude, obliged her to kneel and part the folds of his dressing gown and stimulate him with her soft little hands while Alice prefaced the birching by applying a good sound hand- smacking to Sally’ s bare bottom that soon had the mature young lady in childish tears. The birch scorched her reddened backside, and her threshing, twisting and wriggling together with Maude’ s sly caress, brought her guardian to pitch, and, just as he delivered a final furious downward- leaping cut that sent the slender rod right along the ambery groove between poor Sally Barnes’ s naked bottomcheeks, he felt himself overcome by fruition and expired in Maude’ s sweet caressing grasp. Languidly now, he repaired to the Snuggery, whilst his wards led weeping, tottering Sally out, restored her tunic and doffed the blindfold and now it was the turn of Lily Ashton, alone with her instructresses and, though of course she did not know it, Mr. Cameron.

Lily Ashton was really one of the most enchantingly tempting minxes Mr. Cameron had ever seen. About five feet six inches in height with willowy, slender figure, her exquisitely delicate features with large gray eyes and dainty brows, Grecian nose, and prim haughty little mouth, Lily possessed thick glossy auburn tresses, knotted in a thick bun at the back of her slender neck. When she had removed her tunic, it was to exhibit two deliciously firm highset pear- shaped breasts pressing against her half- camisole, and her skin had that milky tint with rosy flecks so typical of redheads of her species.

Alice, who was Lily’ s instructress, now harangued the stoic beauty- who had stood throughout these other chastisements with hands clasped behind her back, head held high, her face flushed with apprehension and also indignation. “ You, Miss Ashton,” Alice concluded,” have much to free a tongue, and in my classroom I do not wish to hear it prattle.”

“ But, Miss Birchington, I only asked you about-” Lily began.

“ Silence, you forward minx! Your way of even asking questions flouts my authority. You deserve a sound birching, Miss Ashton, and you are going to receive it. Come, Miss Rivers, help me put this insolent minx over the dome!”

They seized Lily, who promptly planted her feet on the floor and tried to hold back, but Charles Cameron, who had emerged from the Snuggery, came forward stealthily and gave Lily Ashton’ s deliciously oval- cheeked bottom so cruel a pinch that she wailed and stumbled forward to her destiny. While Alice and Maude grasped Lily’ s slender wrists and forced her to kneel down over the dome, Charles Cameron deftly loosened the waistband of the blindfolded culprit’ s bloomers and descended them to her knees, though not without frantic wriggling and twisting and stormy protests from the auburn- haired delinquent, who tried to kick and roll over onto her side. Nonetheless, Mr. Cameron soon had her drawers dragged down to snare around her knees and join the bloomers, exposing an adorably slender, supple waist and then the jut of breathtakingly firm, jauntily rounded hips and bottomcheeks dissected by a thin sinuosity whose shadowy mysteries were dissembled as the angrily protesting culprit, tightening all her muscles in an instinctive defense, sought to diminish the enforced immodesty of her person.

“ Help me tie her wrists, Maude dear,” Alice purred, observing with shining eyes the excitement of her guardian at this moment, for the unveiling of Lily Ashton’ s superb young behind had roused him anew to carnal yearnings, as was evidenced by the flushed face and narrowed, intensely burning eyes he turned on the regalia that was the auburn- haired culprit’ s naked posterior.

“ I won’ t be tied, I won’ t!” Lily cried in a clear, loud, angry soprano voice and she jerked at her wrists and twisted over onto one luscious hip, thereby unwittingly granting Mr. Cameron a dazzling vision of the thick crisp dark auburn thatch at the apex of her gracefully slender but esthetically curved thighs. The contrast of these supple columns which merged into the jouncily upstanding rounds of her naked backside was further calculated to excite his animal passions, and Alice, who, perhaps more than Maude, displayed the most wakened sensuality now that he had been so definitively conquered, blew him a kiss with one free hand whilst she maintained one of Lily’ s slender wrists in the other.

“ Oh yes you will, Miss,” Maude declared as she seized one of the cords and made it fast round Lily’ s other wrist, whilst Alice, at her guardian’ s decisive nod, hastened to emulate her colleague. Thus Lily Ashton found herself stretched out over the dome, which up- arched the pale milky, rosy- flecked cheeks of her frantically tightened naked bottom up in the most salacious and vulnerable way. “ Now for her ankles, Alice!”

“ Noo! You shan’ t, you shan’ t!” wailed Lily, and tried to kick. But Mr. Cameron had anticipated this resistance, and seized her left ankle and made the cord fast round it, then moved over to the other frenziedly kicking leg and captured it, and when he had finished, Lily Ashton was tightly pinioned over the rounded cushion- dome, her legs spread at least a yard apart, and a mouthwatering sight indeed she was with her voluptuous young velvety- sheened backside looming up from the very center of the dome and her lowered bloomers and drawers stretched to the risk of tearing away from her stockinged kneehollows.

“ There now,” Maude panted, “ so much for your defiance, you impertinent minx! Alice, since she is your pupil, avenge yourself on her insubordination!”

“ I will indeed,” the brunette eagerly declared, “ Lily, prepare yourself for a serious birching on your big naked bottom!”

Mr. Cameron stepped back, his eyes never leaving the enchanting vision before him, while Maude, sensing his desires and by now admirably conjoined to his whims and foibles, stooped to ruck up Lily’ s half- camisole so that a goodly portion of her deliciously supple, deeply hollowed bare back should also be visible. The auburn- haired culprit, now that she was pinioned and helpless, ground her teeth, closed her eyes under the blindfold and resolved to give her tormentresses no satisfaction of her suffering.

Taking the slender rod that had lain on the straight- backed chair, Alice swished it in the air several times, while her guardian watched intently the interplay of Lily Ashton’ s volatile and immediately responsive bottom and thigh muscles; there was, he perceived, an adorable little oval brown birthmark just under the base of her right buttock, and he made a sign to Alice to hold off the birch whilst he picked up the leafcutter, drew up the little footstool beside the quivering young rebel, and, tapping her bare upper thigh exactly over the birthmark, delivered a wicked flick that smacked noisily in the sudden silence. Lily gasped with surprise, and her muscles flexed violently, sending rippling tremors all along the slender columns and into the clenched hemispheres of her upreared naked backside. Slowly and deliberately, prolonging the blindfolded culprit’ s suspense to the utmost, Mr. Cameron delivered vigorous smacks of the leafcutter till the birthmark was almost entirely hidden by the angry bright crimson splotch which the reiterated impact made.

After some twenty hard smacks, he paused and, shifting his footstool a little more to the right, made a sign to Alice to begin the real punishment. During the smacking, Lily Ashton had managed to suppress all cries save for occasional stifled gasps of discomfort, but the repeated stinging of that one tender spot had induced her hips and thighs to spasmodic jerks and squirmings, all of which registered magnificently along the glossy- sheened bare flesh of her thighs and bottom.

Alice, standing at the victim’ s left, slowly laid the birch down over the swelling, twitching naked globes, an inch over their plumpest curves, and Lily Ashton, with a hissing intake of breath, steeled herself, her slim fingers digging into her palms, her smooth bare lower back rippling with uncontrollable tremors.

The slim brunette had partaken of Mr. Cameron’ s sadistic fervors, and, quite understandably yearned to inflict punishment after having been compelled to submit to it herself; now, too, sensing her virile guardian’ s obvious sensual admiration of the blindfolded culprit who lay stretched tightly over the dome, Alice was motivated by an erotic jealousy to chastise Lily Ashton soundly for having so inflamed Mr. Cameron with the shameless spectacle of her nudity. Continuing to press the flexible switches down over Lily’ s palpitating naked seat, she savoringly decreed, “ Now then, Miss Lily Ashton, I am going to make you apologize humbly for your sauciness and stripe that big impudent backside of yours till you cry like a baby. Get ready, Miss!” So saying, she lifted up the birch, suspended it in the air along moment while Lily, thus forewarned, summoned up all the stiffening of her agile young muscles to withstand the burning kiss of the rod. Mr. Cameron, his eyes feasting on the scene, nodded smiling approval to lovely brunette Alice, who, thus encouraged, delivered the first cut with a vicious swishing hiss as the switches leaped greedily over the vivid milky- rosy- flecked bare satin of Lily Ashton’ s proffered, stretched bottom. A startled though suppressed gasp of pain testified to the efficacy of that very first cut, and on the smooth flawless background of the lovely young flesh there rose the bright pink striata of the switches.

“ Now you’ ve had a taste of what it will be like, Miss Ashton,” Alice taunted the tensing blindfolded victim, whose calf muscles tautened and flexed under the black silk stockings, “ and you may expect a long and thorough birching.”

With this, she slowly lowered the rod till it grazed the quivering rotundities a little higher up, rewarded by seeing Lily Ashton’ s convulsive tensioning and the sight of those slim fingers shifting nervously, while the lovely auburn head rose slightly. Swishhthuckk! went the birch, with its characteristic music on downrushing, whistling hiss, then the brisk impact as the switches bit into the stretched, resilient, firm young naked flesh. Lily’ s hips jerked nervously under the bounding birch, and her head rose higher, but only a tiny “ Ohh!” escaped her compressed lips.

The sensitive, finely grained, naked skin, Mr. Cameron greedily perceived, gave very satisfying visual evidence of its owner’ s delicate quality, for the bright hue of the scratchy lines rendered on Lily Ashton’ s bare flesh proved that despite her stamina and courage, she must assuredly be feeling already the hot swiping caresses of the punitive rod.

“ Perhaps,” Alice mocked the stoic culprit, “ your big bottom is so thick- skinned it hasn’ t felt the birch yet. Never mind, Lily my girl, you shall have lengthy acquaintance with it till you do express your feelings! It will be a long time before I allow you to rise from the dome and draw your drawers and bloomers back into place over that impudent and saucy big backside of yours!” A shivering tension of the auburn- haired penitent’ s stretched, spread- eagled body over the dome was the only sign that Lily Ashton had heard that dire threat to and jeering insult of her Callipygian charms. Alice now brought the slender rod to bear down over the tops of Lily’ s deliciously rounded naked hips, and kept it against the quivering flesh for a long moment, while Mr. Cameron made a sign to her and then insidiously raised his leafcutter and delivered a wicked, loud “ Smack!” exactly over the already angrily reddened place on her bare right thigh which was the locale of the birthmark. Taken by surprise, Lily uttered a dull groan and pressed herself convulsively down over the dome; at this precise moment, Alice, her eyes sparkling, ascended the flexible rod and dashed it down over the tensing young satiny hipslopes. Lily stiffened, then swerved her hips as much as her bonds allowed, her calf muscles surging, then relaxing, then surging again, while a new stigmata appeared with indelible imprint on the satiny white area thus attacked.

Maude, at her guardian’ s sign, came to kneel beside him facing him, and complaisantly hoisted her long skirts to expose her goldendowned lovecenter, while his right hand fondled her inner thighs and the secret grotto of delight, having transferred the leafcutter to his left hand. Alice, herself roused by this erotic scene and determining to make Lily Ashton pay for her guardian’ s choice of Maude, changed tactics; instead of announcing to the victim where the birch would next fall, she applied without any warning a whistling cut that danced over the patient’ s lower bottomsummits and, this time, tore a gasping “ Ohh- ohhhh!” from the courageous sufferer, whose buttocks clenched and then yawned in the most salacious way as she ground her loins against the rising dome and, opening and closing her fingers, evidenced that she had really felt that burning caress of the rod.

Mr. Cameron made another sign; Maude languorously rose, dropping her skirts, moved over to the auburn- haired penitent stretched out over the dome, and, bending over the blindfolded stoic captive, loosened the oval bun of auburn hair, letting it cascade down her supple back nearly to her waist. Lily, taken by surprise at this nuance, uttered a stifled, “ Oh- what- what are you going to do to me?” to which no one deigned to reply. Alice, impatient at this intervention, once again lowered the rod till the tips of the half dozen slender long switches brushed over Lily’ s twitching naked lower buttocks, and insidiously rasped them towards the shadowy furrow which dissected those luscious hillocks; again the victim, grinding her teeth, could not quite suppress another stifled gasp, and wriggled herself hard against the dome in an effort to shrink herself against it, while at the same time the muscles of her naked striped bottom tightened furiously to escape that immodest and painful probing.

Maude added a touch of her own calculated to please her sensual guardian; she rucked up Lily Ash- ton’ s half- camisole under the girl’ s distended armpits, so as to expose the magnificent sculptuary of her pale milky, rosy- flecked bare back, thus exposing all of Lily’ s enchanting young person from upper back to stockingtops, and thus providing his eyes a feast of contrast between the unmarred smooth satiny flesh and the now quite vividly marked twitching, huddling round bottomglobes, while Alice still diabolically rubbed the tips of the switches along Lily’ s nether cleft.

But these ritualistic pauses exacerbated Lily Ash- ton’ s stoicism to the utmost; turning her blindfolded face back over her left shoulder as to appeal directly to her executioner, she gasped, “ Oh, for Lord’ s dear sake, Miss Birchington, do finish with me, please!”

“ So, now,” Alice triumphantly declared, while she sadistically kept on prodding Lily’ s dainty ambery cleft with the tips of the slender switches, “ you are eager to be flogged, are you, you audacious, impertinent young hoyden! I shall birch you as long as I wish and whenever it pleases me to do so, Miss Lily Ashton, and it will be a very long time before I finish with you, as you so quaintly put it! Get your big naked backside ready for more cuts, then, since you aren’ t grateful for the respite I so graciously allow you!” And with this, Alice swished the birch down horizontally over the auburnhaired culprit’ s upper bottomsummits, drawing a convulsive squirming from the culprit’ s naked rounded velvety hips and a faint moan of distress at the atrociously gnawing heat engendered by the rod’ s pitiless caress.

Maude now returned to kneel before her guardian, and, at his nod, doffed her gown, being nude in pumps, hose and rosettes. Once again, leaning forward on his footstool, he caressed her golden- furred mount of love with one hand, whilst his other extended over towards the dome on which the auburn- haired penitent lay stretched, blindfolded and with her vividly wealed posterior high in the air- indeed, higher than either head or heels- so that he might indulge himself in the sensual luxury of palpating this virginal bottom and determine the degree of heat the birching thus far had evoked in that satiny pale milky- rosy flecked bare flesh. Lily, not knowing, to be sure, that a man’ s hand was outrageously profaning her most intimate anatomy, shuddered and groaned, grinding her teeth to hold back her protests and supplications to Miss Birchington- who, she believed, was torturing her nerves this shameful way- to resume the flogging that it might be the sooner over (for she had already been informed that such appeals would be of scant use), twisted her fingers this way and that and squirmed herself uneasily over the dome, trying to find an easier place of purchase to endure the continuation of her chastisement. As for Mr. Cameron, he was beside himself with delight, having one lovely naked girl to titillate and fondle as a preparation for receiving him when the other girl whose bottom he continued leisurely to stroke and pat would in her torment under the rod draw him to the longed- for crisis.

At last he made a sign to Alice to restore Miss Lily Ashton to the painful reminder that this lulling maneuver which paid tactual tribute to her superbly ripened young naked bottom was only a suspension and far from a termination of her merited correction, and Alice greedily laid the rod against Lily’ s bottom just an inch below the clenching summits to apprise her victim that pain and not caresses were now to be in store for her tender palpitating virgin flesh.

Lily again caught her breath, raised her head, then bowed it, and once again all the agile muscles of her calves, thighs and naked backside surged into feverish play as she summoned her courage to withstand the hot swipes of that flexible thin bundle of birch switches. Swishhthuckk, the inimitable music of the rod was heard once more, as the switches wrapped viciously over the up- jutting globes, their tips whisking round towards the tender outer edge of the girl’ s right hip. “ Ahh!” Lily’ s groan was audible now, and a long rippling tremor passed through her pinioned straddled body on the dome, while she raised her blindfolded face towards the ceiling as if seeking divine intervention. Her cheeks were very flushed, and it was observed that the delicate wings of her nostrils were twitching uncontrollably, proof that she was not at all impervious to Alice’ s corrective attentions.

“ Finally!” the slim brunette sarcastically exulted as she again laid the birch across Lily’ s now visibly trembling, quaking, tightening bottomsummits, in the ripest parts once more, as these were extremely tempting to even on amateur flagellatress such as she had become and in her debut, it might be added, Mr. Cameron already found reason to applaud her talents and to give inward thanks that he had acceded to his two wards’ suggestion to found a school where his predilection for giving the rod and seeing it applied should have full and free rein. “ I had begun to think that you hardly felt my cuts as being more than love taps, Miss Ashton! I shall have you in tears begging me to stop before too long, I think!” And with this, drawing back her graceful arm, Alice directed the switches down over the jutting target she had already selected; the crisp impact of the switches against the warm, reddened, resilient and tightly presented flesh was instantly followed by an even louder “ Ohhh!

Ohhh!” from the courageous auburn- haired victim.

Lily’ s head fell back, and the thick cascade of auburn hair shifted along her upper back as she now slowly turned her head from side to side; her fingers opened, clawed the air, then clenched, and her straddled thighs jerked convulsively. As Alice lifted up the birch, Mr. Cameron could perceive the prolonged tremor that ran through the victim’ s legs and backside, pursuing its course along the delicately hollowed spinal column. As to the exquisite little birthmark he had earlier discerned, it was not at all visible, the leafcutter having inflamed it thoroughly and the birch’ s stripes superimposing an even brighter, burning hue on that provocative salient of velvety girlflesh.

Now, taking a deep breath, Alice shifted her field of operations by moving to the right so as to commandeer the left part of her naughty pupil’ s posterior, and this time kid the rod diagonally over the left buttock, from the outer edge of the left hip down over the globe and just across the median gape which, despite her instinctive muscular attempts to hide so intimate a region of her virginal being, was exaggeratedly widened owing to the spread- eagling of her pretty legs.

Maude by now was evincing signs of passionate excitement, for all this while her guardian’ s forefinger had buried itself in her lovegrotto and had been slowly peroroating and touching the most sensitive spots of her femininity. Alice, catching his eye, sent the birch slashing down over the place she had just marked, and a shrill “ Ohh dear! Ohhh my!” was torn from Lilly Ashton’ s hitherto compressed and stoic lips, whilst her face upturned to the ceiling of the gym, and now it could be seen that slow tears were beginning to trickle down the flushed, contorted cheeks. Under that stinging, leaping cut, her naked hips had executed a wildly erratic swerving maneuver, and as Alice paused, it was seen that Miss Lily Ashton was still slowly rubbing her loins against the curving apex of the dome. Denoting this to Mr. Cameron by means of gesturing with the end of the rod, Alice watched with glittering eyes as the auburn- haired culprit subconsciously- or, who knows, perhaps even consciously!- sought to alleviate the fires raging in her virginal buttocks by stimulating her maiden loins through the distraction of salacious friction.

This time Alice patted the victim’ s bottom right down the middle, pressing the raspy switches’ surfaces down into the tightening shadowy gape between the striped and trembling bottomcheeks, and Lily groaned and squirmed, trying frantically to escape that satanic cut. But in vain; the arm of the brunette bore up the bundle of switches, paused them in midair while the lovely executioner watched Lily try to huddle and diminish herself, waiting what seemed an interminable time; then, just as the victim’ s muscles relaxed, Swishhthuck, and the birch bit home down the tender median gape, excoriating the inner edges of those two delectably rounded firm naked bottomglobes, and drawing a wail of shrill, prolonged distress from the anguished culprit: “ Ouuuohh- ahrrrrr! Ohh, ohhh, Lord!”

Her bottom seemed to jerk up, then flatten; once again, all three conspirators saw how the victim’ s loins seemed to perform a grinding, circular motion over the surface of the dome, and Mr. Cameron signed to Alice for a quickening of fustigatory tempo, so as to give the sufferer ample occasion to seek to its finite end this sensual distraction against the empirical powers of the punishment rod.

Swishhthuck, swishhthuck, twice the birch flashed down, each time leaping greedily down to bite against the sensitized, furiously streaked naked skin of those once pale creamy hillocks; each cut left its imprint in a diagonal line from the left hip to the inner edge of the lower summit of Lily’ s right bottomcheek, and each drew sobbing, wordless cries, followed by indescribably feverish lunges and writhing contortions, while Lily’ s fingers clenched and clawed, her face upturned, her pearly teeth gleaming as her mouth gaped, and tears flowed freely down her cheeks by now.

Now moving over to the left, Alice proceeded to “ touch up” the right nether globe of her naughty mature pupil, sending the rod hissing down diagonally from the top of the right hip to the inner edge of the left buttock just above the base. Three such cuts, and Lily Ashton no longer held back her uncontrollable spasms; frenziedly she had begun to friction her loins back and forth, forth and back, in a circular motion that eloquently testified to her furious attempt to console herself for the torment which Alice’ s birch had dealt her violently striated backside.

Mr. Cameron could endure no more. Gesturing to Maude to take the birch from Alice and dispatch Lily, he seized his beautiful brunette ward and, hurrying her into the Snuggery, made her doff her gown and get down on all fours facing the narrow door, which this time he left open so that he could follow the continuation of Miss Lily Ashton’ s thrashing.

Maude, enraged at this deception- she had fully believed he would select her as his inspiration- took out her spleen on poor Lily’ s burning backside, as with long sweeping cuts of the rod she added new stripes to the entire conformation, first vertically- alternating first right cheek, then left-, diagonally, and finally horizontally, just as the birching had begun. Lily no longer sought to be stoic; her cries resounded, wordless, poignant, imploring, and to their threnody was added the gasping near- rapture which her furious self- immolating surgings of her loins over the dome had summoned. As Mr. Cameron, careful to clench his teeth and lips so that no telltale sound should warn the victim that her sacrifice was being witnessed by a man, achieved his satisfaction between Alice’ s quaking creamy thighs, Maude, having reached the culmination of her fury against poor hapless Lily’ s bottom, regaled the wailing culprit with a last pair of swiping cuts over the burning base of that inflamed naked backside, and Lily, her head falling back, uttered a last prolonged shriek… and her body jerked and quaked with the pitch of her own self- sought fulfillment. Maude, casting away the birch, ruefully watched her guardian and her chum in their cohesive ecstasy, and, ignoring the moaning, still squirming Miss Lily Ashton straddled and bound over the dome, her once white bottom a canvas of crisscrossing, darkening weals, applied her forefinger to that most burning core of hers to partake in her own turn of much- needed relief. And thus ended the first punishment Friday of the new school!