One can well imagine with what fervent anticipation Charles Cameron looked forward to the Friday afternoon sйances in the gymnasium when the scores of demerits given during the preceding week were accounted for in true disciplinary fashion so dear to his penchant. And Maude and Alice saw to it that always new culprits were introduced to the disconcerting ordeal of the blindfold, the dome or the straight- backed chair, aware of his keen predilection for watching delightfully contoured bottoms and thighs squirming under the swishing cuts of the birch or noisy smacks of the leafcutter, tawse or spanker. This last was an implement he himself had devised, and comprised a well- worn leather sole from one of his slippers to which a broad oval doubly- thick piece of leather had been stitched to serve as handle. It made a superbly satisfying whacking sound when it came into contact with a tautly stretched feminine posterior, whether over drawers or on bare twitching skin, and since he was a voluptuary whose senses were vividly attuned, the characteristic noise it made was capable of stimulating his erotic nature to its highest pitch, as Alice and Maude quickly determined.
However, the Misses Nancy Medbury and Alma Davis, who between them had thirty- nine pupils from ages eighteen through twenty had, at the end Of the first month, not yet seen fit to put on report a single enrollee from their classes, a circumstance which distressed him a good deal as obviously the older, more mature girls would surely furnish even more interesting reactions when it came time for them to submit to the juvenile and humiliating punishment of corporal chastisement. He could not, however, without rousing their suspicions, simply order them to sentence to such punishment any girl just because he wished to see her bottom bared and soundly thrashed, but he urged Maude and Alice to keep their eyes open and report, when they could, any suspicious incidents in the conduct of the older young ladies, this being after hours when they were safely in their dormitories. To be sure, he reminded his mature instructresses that any girl falling short of passing grades should be “ smartened up” in the traditional way, and both Miss Medbury and Miss Davis assured him that they too wished a standard of scholastic excellence, but, out of regard for their own perfectionist feelings in their posts, preferred to encourage and work with backward students rather than arbitrarily send them off to punishment. While this was very high- sounding and admirable, it naturally did not please Mr. Cameron at all, and he began to think to himself that perhaps he had been wrong in engaging these instructresses without first having made sure they would be complaisant to his particular views concerning the disciplinary rod.
But by the second week of October, when the leaves were crisp and brown and the air cool and clear, Mr. Cameron had at last his longedfor opportunity to chastise one of the older girls, “ thanks to Maude’ s complicity in the matter. On Thursday night, the golden- haired young beauty had decided to walk along the hallway of the dormitories to watch for any signs of delinquency, such as talking when the lights were out or reading when it was past hours. There were actually a number of dormitories, and these had been subdivided into many large rooms in which four and sometimes five girls were quartered. It had also been arranged, in the case of the older girls from eighteen onwards that they were given more respect for privacy and maturity, and so a number of rooms which accommodated three or even two had been put at their disposal.
Maude wore her nightie and robe and slippers and had just turned into the right wing of the building, along the hallway where the older girls lived, when she espied a young lady slipping noiselessly out of her dormitory room and tiptoeing down the hall towards the quarters of the younger girls. Keeping out of sight, Maude watched breathlessly as the unknown culprit moved swiftly towards one of the dormitories and stood quietly at the door apparently waiting for someone. In a moment, the door opened, and one of the younger girls appeared, in just her nightie and slippers. She instantly flung her arms round the older girl and the kissed each other on the mouth. Then, hand in hand, staring tenderly at each other, the two moved back along the hallway and towards a linen closet just round the comer. The older girl opened the door and, with a nervous little giggle, pushed her accomplice into the closet, then followed, closing the door.
Maude hurried back to the house next door, and found her guardian in his bedroom, as she had surmised. Her soft knock was answered by a husky, “ Wait a bit- all right, come in!” And when she opened the door, it was to find her rival and friend, brunette Alice, stretched out over Mr. Cameron’ s lap, wearing only her camisole, the hems of which had been furled up well over her svelte ivory hips, while her guardian maintained the virtually naked girl in the classical smacking pose, left arm tucked round Alice’ s waist, his right hand brandishing one of the spankers which had been adapted from the sole of a wornout slipper. Alice’ s velvety oval buttocks were already brightly imprinted with vivid red splotches marking the outline of the sole, and her eyes were dilated and suspiciously moist as she squirmed over his lap.
Maude blushed, for despite her edification and participation in her guardian’ s erotic habits, she was still emotional and young enough to experience jealousy at the sight of his preference for another girl, even if that preference amounted only to laying bare the latter’ s backside and regaling it with a sound correction.
“ Well, my dear?” he coldly asked, keeping the spanker pressed over the center of Alice’ s twitching, inflamed naked hindquarters, “ I take it you have an excellent reason for disturbing me, for if you don’ t, I very much fear you will replace Alice.”
“ Oh, no, Uncle Charlie, I didn’ t mean to disturb you, only I saw something just now I know you will want to hear about.”
“ Very well,” he remarked, raising the spanker and bringing it down smartly across both bottomcheeks so that the leather sole wickedly smacked the inner curves of those deliciously firm and saucily up- proffered nether globes, drawing a smothered “ Oooh- eeee!” from Alice and a convulsive wriggling over his lap, “ let me hear this news and see whether I agree with your estimate of its importance.”
Hurriedly Maude imparted her newly acquired knowledge, and Mr. Cameron chuckled and nodded. “ Very good, Maude! Now hurry back and discover exactly who these naughty girls are, for they shall be made an example of for their sinful naughtiness.”
“ The older girl, I’ m very sure, rooms with Hazel Braddock, Uncle Charlie. She has brown hair and a very sweet innocent face, the shameless hussy! But the younger girl I already know, for she’ s one of my own pupils, you see. Her name is Charlene Davidson, and she has been wanting a sound birching for quite some time now. Indeed, I was meaning to put her down on tomorrow’ s report, Uncle Charlie, for her classwork is very unsatisfactory and she is given to fits of daydreaming in class.”
“ Then we shall see if we can’ t disperse her dreams with something that will smarten her up quite a bit, such as this, for example,” he laughingly responded as again he lifted the spanker and delivered a noisy whack over the base of Alice’ s left buttock which drew a plaintive, “ Ooooh, dear Uncle Charlie, it stings like fire, I’ ll be a good girl!”
“ Shall I bring them in now, Uncle Charlie?” Maude asked.
He pondered a moment while adjusting the squirming brunette on his lap to position her bottom in an even more upturned and vulnerable angle. “ No. Just make sure of their identify. Then tomorrow, after the regular chastisements have been dealt out, you and Alice will have them report to my office here in the house.”
“ Very good, Uncle Charlie, I’ ll go right back,” Maude promised and disappeared.
Mr. Cameron slyly slipped his left hand down and round between Alice’ s parted naked thighs till his forefinger attained the tenderest spot of all her luscious femininity. Then, patting her upper bottomcheeks with the spanker, he warned her to stay in position if she didn’ t want an extra dozen with the cane, and proceeded to lay on twenty more slowly spaced and noisy spanks, while continuing to tickle her secret parts, and the combination of the heat generated in her weaving backside and that which his finger was evoking from her ardent loins soon brought her to a tearful supplication for him not to punish her anymore but to have her, which he summarily did, making her sit astride his lap facing him so he could play with her breasts and squeeze her inflamed, throbbing bare bottom while he enjoyed her frantic contortions.
Meanwhile, golden- haired Maude quietly went back to the school building and stationed herself outside the fateful linen closet, from which she could hear sighs, giggles and the unmistakable sounds of kisses and caresses. Presently the door opened, and the older girl came out first, glancing uneasily around to make sure no one was in sight. Then she led the younger girl out by the wrist, kissed her and whispered something, and the latter scurried off like a frightened rabbit back to her dormitory. Maude had occasion to confirm the younger girl’ s identity; it was, indeed, Charlene Davidson, fourteen, with carroty- red hair, wistfully attractive features, and a lissome, supple young figure. The other girl was, assuredly, a pupil in Miss Medbury’ s class.
The next morning, Maude, under pretext of conveying to the auburnhaired mature instructress one of Mr. Cameron’ s wishes as regards the markings of test papers, glanced slowly round the assemblage, observing the girls dutifully at their desks, till her blue eyes fixed on one who, eyes downcast and cheeks flushed, was busying herself writing something in her composition book. “ Who is that girl in the third row, next to the window, Miss Medbury?” she whispered. “ Norah Byron. A very good student, though quite reserved and shy most of the time,” Nancy Medbury responded.” I have to draw her out, but when she does talk up, she shows very keen intelligence. Why do you ask?”
“ Oh, nothing,” said Maude airily, “ Mr. Cameron had asked me to make special note of the best students in all the classes, so he might in due time have a chat with them. I shall bring Miss Norah Byron’ s name to his attention, then. Thank you, Miss Medbury, that will be all.”
That afternoon, after the Misses Medbury and Davis had left for the weekend to return to their respective homes, Maude and Alice supervised the regular chastisement session in the gymnasium, but Mr. Cameron this time was not hiding in the Snuggery, as had been his wont, for he wished to conserve his energies solely for the interview with Miss Norah Byron, whose indecent conduct in corrupting one of the younger girls called for a much more serious punishment than was generally given in the gym. As for the younger culprit, Charlene, she had been informed coldly by Maude at the end of the last class that afternoon that she was to report to the private chambers of her golden- haired instructress that evening before bedtime, for Maude had been assigned the disciplinary duties of punishing the carroty- haired teenager for having yielded to Miss Byron’ s Sapphic attentions.
There were, this particular Friday afternoon, five girls to be dealt with, three from Alice’ s class of the 16 and 17- year- olds, and two from Maude’ s. Lily Ashton was once again present, this time for failing marks in one of her examinations, but this time, curiously enough, she offered no such arrogant defiance as she had on the occasion of her first birching. Alice decided to hold over her till the very last, curious over this change of attitude.
The first girl was Norma Brenner, a doll- faced, dainty honeyhaired chatterbox of thirteen, who simply could not control her impulsive desires to whisper to her classmates while Maude was at the blackboard, and who, after having been undressed down to halfcamisole, drawers, hose and shoes and provided with the regulation blindfold, was obliged to lay herself down over Maude’ s lap whilst the latter seated herself in the straight- backed chair, quickly took down Norma’ s drawers and, holding her snugly under her left arm, dealt the soft carnation- skinned round buttocks of the talkative pupil twenty sonorous spanks with the leather spanker, which thoroughly convinced the wailing young penitent of the danger of continuing her discursive ways in the classroom, next, Alice took over the chastisement of Lucy Allen, a light- brown- haired tall and bespectacled girl of seventeen, who had been backward in her studies and had made the cardinal error of arguing earnestly over Alice’ s chiding her for poor work. Lucy was a very shy girl, and the thought of undressing for a. chastisement made her sob and blush, but Alice gave her the choice of submitting passively or else being forcibly placed on the horse and severely birched, whereupon she weepingly draped herself across Alice’ s lap in the chair and received first a good handsmacking over her drawers which had her in genuine tears before it was over, and was then obliged to stand up, lower her own drawers, and go back down over the slim brunette’ s lap for twenty slowly dealt out spanks with the leather sole.
Maude was next to administer discipline, and her culprit was Betsy Castle, a pretty, plump, black- haired, simpering- faced girl of fifteen, very well developed as to bosom and bottom, whose demerits had been registered for inattentiveness in class, slovenly written compositions and failure to keep her bed and clothes in her dormitory section in proper order.
Betty was placed over the dome, her drawers first rucked down to her calves, then her ankles tied well apart, jutting up her spaciously rounded, rather deeply cleft young pale milky- skinned backside admirably for the administering of eighteen smartly and slowly spaced cuts with a rather bulky, swishy birch. The scratchy twigs almost drew blood, as her fair skin was very sensitive and thin, and her wailing entreaties and frantic contortions amused both Alice and Maude.
Before it was Lily Ashton’ s turn to conclude the Friday festival of corporal retribution for scholastic and misconduct faults, Alice took charge of Dorothy Winters, sixteen, petite but beautifully developed, with heart- shaped face and dark brown eyes and thick chestnut hair, who had been accused of whispering during an examination and had indignantly denied her guilt, which naturally led to the further charge of insubordination. Dorothy tried to be very brave, though she still protested her innocence as Maude led her, blindfolded, towards one of the big dome cushions, laid her down and tied her wrists, while Alice herself took down the girl’ s drawers, exposing two bewitchingly creamy- satiny globes of splendid amplitude, dissected by a narrow, shadowy cleft which was almost invisible as, in her shame and apprehension, the culprit contracted all her muscles. To humble and shame the culprit, Alice sat on a footstool and administered a good sound handsmacking till her hand was tired, then picked up the spanker and ordered Dorothy to count out twenty five strokes. Poor Dorothy’ s suffering hampered her in this obligation, and she received at least a dozen good extras, whereupon her ordeal was concluded with half a dozen of the very best with the birch that drew shrieks of agony and fervent supplications never to be insubordinate again.
It was noted that, under her chastisement, Dorothy at last tearfully and ruefully admitted her guilt of cheating, and so, after the correction already detailed, Alice righteously lectured the weeping victim and ordered her, by way of further penance, to come to her private chambers this very night, just before bedroom, in her nightie and robe, for a supplement. When Dorothy pleaded that her bottom was already in such a state that she knew she couldn’ t bear any more, Alice snapped, “ Then perhaps you would like to go to Mr.
Cameron’ s room instead and have me tell him that you cheated and then lied to cover up your grievous fault?” which threat, to be sure, swiftly induced the tearful girl to agree to Alice’ s slyly sadistic order.
And so at last Lily Ashton found herself alone with Maude and Alice, standing in half- camisole and drawers, hose and shoes, blindfolded and with hands clasped behind her back. Face downcast and altogether submissive in mien and bearing, she humbly and silently endured Alice’ s scolding, and then was given the unexpected order: “ Since that last birching didn’ t seem to cure your naughtiness, I’ ll see this time if I can’ t give you a really unforgettable lesson, Miss Ash- ton! Take your drawers off this instant!”
Scarlet to her dainty ears, the charming young rebel meekly obeyed and when again her surprisingly spacious posterior was bared and the two young instructresses observed the contrast between those fulminating globes and the slender waist, shiveringly awaited their next command. “ This time,” Alice decreed, “ you shall be horsed, Miss Ashton. It will stretch the skin of your big impertinent backside properly so you can really feel the cuts of a good flexible swishy birch, and I warrant you that you will not enjoy the experience, as you seemed to do the last time.” This was an oblique reference to Lily’ s startling gyrations over the dome in a manner which apparently had given her some naughty assuagement from the burning of the rod as it danced over her plump backside, and she turned an even more furious crimson as Maude and Alice took hold of her wrists and led her to the padded leather horse, which she was compelled to straddle. As soon as she had done so, Maude strapped her wrists to the front legs of the apparatus, whilst Alice made her slim ankles fast to the other legs, thus spread- eagling her startlingly jutting, white, twitching bottom out and up in the most lascivious way, so that the secret ambery crease between the naked hillocks was lewdly distended and every portion of her private anatomy exposed not only to the gaze of her executioner but also to the searching tips of the slender withes of the fresh new rod which Maude now handed her chum with sparkling eyes.
Maude thereupon went forward to roll Miss Lily Ashton’ s halfcamisole up high to her shoulder blades and tuck it under his distended armpits, so as to expose as much of her lovely young person as possible to the chastening rod of correction, though of course Alice intended only to birch the girl’ s backside and thighs. But they had already divined that their domineering guardian enjoyed exposing all he could of a naughty girl’ s bare skin purely for the humiliating and shaming effect it had on her as she lay helpless and bound and waiting for her thrashing, and they had “ by now become such ardent devotees of the rod. that they automatically imitated whatever he did, finding therein a certain gleeful pleasure.
Laying the rod straight across the twin hemispheres at their broadest part, Alice let Lily Ashton sigh and squirm uneasily for a long moment before she designed to lift up the rod and dash it vigorously across the plump summits of that white bottom, drawing an instantaneous squeal of pain and a frantic wiggling peroration from the tethered, straddled culprit. The vivid marks of the switches over the extremely tightly stretched bare skin of Miss Lily Ashton’ s backside promised that this second castigation would be a much more severe taxation of her courage than had her very first chastisement over the dome.
In no hurry whatsoever, Alice progressed with the execution of the girl’ s punishment. A dozen stripes from hipslopes to the tops of Lily’ s straining thighs left the bewitchingly pale milky backside in a woefully striated condition, and Lily’ s wails and sobs testified to the burning efficacy of the rod. The jerky, convulsive writhings of her hips, the lunging movements she made as the switches danced over her broadly widened, tautly presented naked hindquarters, and the sporadic jerkings at her wristbonds attested to her real suffering, as did the tears that flowed down her flushed, contorted cheeks.
Pausing a moment, Alice now resumed the fustigation by placing six vertical cuts right straight down each buttock in turn, crisscrossing the angry bright red lines left by the first dozen, and Lily’ s wails and pleas grew heartrendingly tearful as she twisted her blindfolded face round to implore pardon, her supple bare white back hollowing and twitching uncontrollably, as the muscles of her blazing posterior yawned and clenched to achieve the lewdest choreography conceivable.
Another pause, where on Alice resumed by placing and cuts more slowly- about a minute apart- and diagonally over the inflamed, swollen backside. Half dozen from the top of the right hip down to the base of the left globe; then a corresponding half dozen from the top of the other hip downwards over the yawning shadowy groove which parted the twin hemispheres. By now, blood had surged to the exaggeratedly stretched skin, especially at the summits and the base of Lily’ s behind, where Alice especially liked to place the cuts more slowly- about a minute apart- and rubbing her straddled loins back and forth over the leather saddle of her implacable steed, as if intent on galloping away from the swishing rod which Alice mercilessly yet calculatedly directed behind her.
Seeing that she was near her swooning pitch as a result of this frantic maneuvering, Alice signed to Maude to hand her the leather spanker, and startled poor Lily, whose naked bottom had been squirming furiously about in anticipation of that continued burning rhythm which the slender whistling birch had announced over her fiery backside, by applying it solidly and vertically down the exact middle of the right bottomcheek. A howl of frantic torment resounded, and poor Lily threw back her head and mightily tugged at her straps, imploring Miss Birchington to spare her, as she could not bear anything more.
“ Spare you, Miss Ashton?” laughed the lovely svelte sadistic young brunette as she dangled the spanker over the blazingly streaked hemispheres, “ But that would be to deny myself the pleasure I find in watching your big bottom wiggle so ridiculously about. I pray you, continue in the same manner till you have exhausted your strength and I my arm, Miss Ashton-” and- Shwacck!- the spanker furled across the upper summits, the supple polished leather clinging to the much too effulgent, furiously reddened flesh, again drawing a prolonged, piercing “ Ahrrowww, ohh, have mercy, dear Miss Birchington, for God’ s own sake have mercy on me now, I just can’ t bear it any longer, truly I can’ t!”
“ I am afraid you will just have to, Lily,” mocked the young tormentress, and the smacking went on with loud, sonorous impacts of leather against overheated, tightly jutting naked flesh, till at last poor Lily cast aside ail modesty and, rubbing herself like a cat in heat, concentrated on relieving herself in a way that would palliate the whistling, stinging smacks of the leather sole across flesh already welted and scratched and left in woeful conflagration by the flexible birch rod.
Since this was precisely what Alice wanted, she let the patient indulge herself to the fullest, accelerating the smack- smack of the spanker’ s kisses against the bounding, jerking, weaving, scarlet hindquarters, till with a last sobbing shriek, Lily sagged in her bonds astride the punishment horse, having at last mercifully tasted the swooning antidote to the hot agony that was scalding her discolored, swollen naked bottom.
Maude and Alice left the culprit to writhe and weep on her relentless mount for a time whilst they repaired back to Mr. Cameron’ s house to appraise him of the way things had gone in the gym that afternoon and to get his instructions for the imminent chastisement of poor Miss Norah Byron, who did not at all expect to be punished by a man, as we shall see, while Maude savored in advance her private sйance with the charming young delinquent who had been Norah Byron’ s Sapphic acolyte, the enchanting young Charlene Davidson.