Hard Lessons

by Alan Raison

  He ran the recording back, unable to resist watching himself in action, as it were. Salmir did make a fuss about punishment, Andovich was more stoic, and Poole, well she had had so much punishment a hand spanking and a light strapping was nothing to her. She didn’t seem to be the trouble making sort but if he had to he could step up to the plate and give her punishment she would not forget in a long time.

  As soon as the door closed behind him all three girls stood up and began to rub their behinds. Alice and Sonia both looked at Georgina who kept her eyes on the floor.

  “Well Georgie, any thing to say to us?” Alice asked.

  “Sorry, and thank you for not telling him it was my fault.”

  “I think he already knew that. If we had blamed you he would have probably whipped us even harder, it’s all about psychology. We work together and he thinks we are helping others out.” Alice shrugged, “not a bad idea to make a selfish little bitch like you think of others for a change.”

  “I said I was sorry,” Georgina began to whine. “What do you want me to do?”

  Alice picked up her pyjama bottoms and stepped into them, easing them over her sore backside. “Well, when he calls you in tomorrow-” Georgina’s eyes went wide, “-oh yes. I have no doubt that this is not over yet, I suggest that you confess everything. He’ll still beat you, but maybe he’ll go easier.”

  Georgina began to cry again. Her last visit to the Headmaster’s office had been extremely painful, and humiliating. Alice just shook her head and walked away and lay on her bed, Sonia crossed over and took the smaller girl in her arms.

  “Come on Georgie, you can sleep with me,” she said kissing her lightly on the lips.

  “God, not even a week in and you’ve both gone lesbian.” Alice’s voice held more amusement in it than condemnation.

  “Hey,” Sonia answered, “we’re here for a year and the only man I’ve seen is the Headmaster, and he’s more interested in whipping us than fucking us.” She pushed Georgie back onto her bed and began to pull her top off, kissing her neck and playing with her nipples. Alice turned over to watch and found that Georgie already had two fingers up Sonia’s pussy, that girl played innocent but definitely was more experienced than she let on.

  She considered for a moment going over and joining them, she had often performed with other girls for porn videos, but decided against it for now. Her hand delved inside her bottoms and as the other two kissed, licked and sucked each other she reached a satisfying conclusion with her fingers.

  The Headmaster watched all this with interest. Alice Poole was going to be someone to keep an eye on, with no school records to go on, she was pulled from school to go on the street to earn money for her mother to drink away, and there were no records of her I.Q.

  She had demonstrated that she was more than just street smart. He had a year to watch her; he could definitely use someone like her.

  He returned to his room and checked on Isabella sleeping on the floor, like a lap dog. He fell asleep at once, no worries coursing around his brain.

  Chapter Three

  Saturday

  After breakfast the next day, the Headmaster watched Isabella follow Lucy Harris to the gym. Anna and Tanya herded their wards to class, and Anna was under orders to find a reason to punish Heather Macleod, this morning. Tanya was the one who was going to need the most work to make her more dominant, and it was her friends who were going to help achieve that goal.

  Donna was taking Marie to punish Yolanda, who was having the time of her life, role playing and being punished. That left him with time to kill before the new wards turned up, he checked that the prison van had left and was due around two p.m..

  He would start with Georgina Salmir, see if she would take Alice’s advice about taking the blame for last night’s little fracas. He fetched her from the classroom and stood her in front of his desk and just stared at her as she shifted from foot to foot like a school girl who had been caught smoking.

  “Miss Salmir, would like to tell me what happened to upset your dorm mates last night?”

  “I...I used all the skin cream up Sir.” Her eyes dropped, she was worried as to what he was going to do to her. The last time she had been in here he had paddled her backside raw, it was still tender, even more so after last night’s strapping.

  “You are given enough for three wards use for a week, you haven’t even been here a week yet but it’s all gone. How did this happen?” He could guess, she had used it on her bottom after their last meeting.

  “I...I don’t know Sir, I didn’t think about it.” She gave a little sob and her head dropped further.

  “No you didn’t think did you Miss? You didn’t think about your dorm mates and what they would do when the cream had all gone. Then they went and lied for you as well.”

  Georgina said nothing, so he slapped his hand on the desk. “Look at me Miss!” he barked out. “You have confirmed what I thought, Poole and Andovich lied to me and now I will have to punish them for lying.”

  “Oh no Sir, it was my fault they were just trying to help me.” She was actually upset at the thought of Alice and Sonia being punished for helping her. That just wasn’t fair, but then what was in this little Hell.

  He steepled his fingers together and looked at the distraught girl over them. “It is true that they lied to help you, but lying is wrong, and lying to me is doubly wrong. They need at least a spanking and three strokes of the cane each.”

  “Please Sir; it’s not fair they were just trying to look after me. Punish me for being so thoughtless, but not them.” The words left her mouth before she realised what she had said. She had just asked, no begged, to be punished.

  He smiled at her. “Yes I agree with you Miss Salmir, it would be right for you to take Alice and Sonia’s punishment for them. “ He got up and moved the short backed punishment chair into the centre of the room, sat down on it and motioned her to come closer, ordered her to put her skirt up, pull her panties down to her knees and he pulled her across his knees and she was ready.

  Georgina was crying as he smoothed a hand around her already marked backside.

  “Now a good long hand spanking and you’ll really feel those strokes of the cane.” Georgina began to sob a little louder. “Can the crocodile tears Salmir, this is what you asked for.” He slapped the back of one thigh, leaving a red hand print there. “I am going to make it my job, while you’re here, to stop you being a selfish little tart, understood?” He slapped the other thigh for good measure.

  Georgina, her eyes filled with tears and her stomach churned at what she knew was going to be a long, painful and protracted punishment session, managed to keep it together to answer him. “Yes Sir, thank you Sir.”

  He ran his hand up the inside of her thighs and brushed her pussy, the marks from the strapping were still evident, three evenly placed welts. He began to spank her lightly until the heat built up a little and she began to wriggle on his lap, then he increased the severity of the blows. After a minute or so she began to grunt and squeal as he struck home, he slapped every part of her compact little arse from her waist to where her thighs started, and then he smacked all the way down to her knees.

  He went back to rubbing his hands all over and then began his assault again. Georgina was now begging for him to stop, sobs and pleas coming from her non stop. Finally, with one hard slap he stood up and let her fall to the floor.

  “Stand up Salmir, hands on head, face the wall, rub that arse of yours and you’ll get double, understood?”

  Sniffling and sobbing she stood up and did as instructed, while he sat and admired his handiwork. Georgina had a compact little bottom, quite pronounced in its shape, of course at the moment it was a cherry red colour, with three dark wide stripes across it.

  He waited until her sobs quietened down before reaching into the cupboard and extracting a four f
oot bamboo cane. The sobbing started again as she looked over her shoulder and saw him swishing the cane through the air.

  He sat down again and gave her permission to rub and watched as she kneaded her bottom, standing just a foot in front of him. Standing up and turning his chair around he had the tearful girl lean across the back and grip the seat, slapping at her legs he told her to open them as wide as she could.

  “This is the punishment you should have had last night if your friends hadn’t lied for you.” As he talked his hand was busy squeezing and pulling at her backside. “Six strokes, the three that Poole and Andovich would have got last night, you should have got three as well, but as you finally confessed I will let you off those. You will count and thank me for each stroke,” he leaned down to her ear. “Is this your first caning, Miss Salmir?”

  “Yes Sir.”

  “Then it’s long overdue, breaking the rules brings punishment, remember that.” He tapped the cane on her backside three times and brought in the first stroke dead centre, the crack of the bamboo echoed around the room.

  “One, thank you Sir,” Georgina’s voice cracked as a fiery pain, much worse than his hand, came across her backside. There were another five of these; she would never be able to take them!

  Thirty seconds later the second struck home one inch above the last.

  “Owww! Two thank you Sir.”

  The third one came in, harder than the other two. “Ohh! Th...Three...ee, thank you Sir.” Her bottom began to weave and she lifted her legs, the Headmaster slapped her hard and ordered her to keep still.

  He struck the fourth one under the first and as she replied. “Agh! Four thank you Sir.” He followed with the fifth one immediately and then, totally unexpected the sixth as well.

  Tears began to drop off of Georgina’s nose on to the seat of the chair as she was left gasping by the sudden attack of the cane. She recovered in time to say, “Six, thank you Sir,” when he struck again.

  “I think not Georgina, you missed one there, so this one will be number five.”

  “No, no, no!” she wailed. “Please no more, it hurts so much, please Sir.”

  “You will resume the count at five or we will start again, what’s it to be Miss?”

  Georgina just lay with her head down gasping for breath, the six lines across her backside throbbed and pulsed, she didn’t want any more pain but she knew he wouldn’t let up. She jumped again following another hard hand slap.

  “Answer me young lady or I’ll take a paddle to you as well.”

  “Yes Sir, yes Sir, stroke five Sir.” She gave a little moan and steeled herself for the pain.

  He held back almost a minute before coming again, this time across several welts with the cane.

  “Owww, owww,” Georgina wailed, “five thank you Sir.”

  The last one he put all his strength into and the distraught girl lifted up off of the chair, screeching. “Six! Six! Sir, thank you Sir.”

  He put her back in front of the wall, hands behind her neck and she leaned her forehead against it and tried to absorb the pain she was feeling. It felt like each line was throbbing independently. He watched as she constantly lifted her legs and wobbled and waved her bottom about.

  He sat down at his desk and updated her punishment file before allowing her to massage her burning buttocks. He watched for a moment before saying; “Georgina, come here.”

  She turned with a fearful look on her face, what was he going to do to her now? When she was standing right in front of him he looked into her tear streaked face. “Normally I would suggest that you put some cream on your backside, but you can’t can you?”

  “No Sir,” she whispered.

  He took her wrist and pulled her across his lap again. She gave out a little mewing sound. “Please Sir; don’t punish me any more, please.”

  “Your punishment is over Georgina, I hope it has been a lesson to you in how to treat other people.” He gently ran a finger over her welts, making her gasp as he occasionally rubbed one harder.

  “I have Sir, I will be good, I will think of other people first always.”

  “Then I can afford to give you a little reward for taking your friends’ punishments,” he reached into a drawer and took out a jar of cold cream, “as you have none of your own, then I will supply.”

  Covering two fingers in the cream he began to massage it into her bottom, the white cream contrasting nicely with her brown skinned backside. Georgina lay quietly over his lap, enjoying the coolness the cream was bringing to her abused bottom but, as his fingers began to probe at her pussy, she began to wriggle and make little ‘ah’ sounds.

  She automatically spread her legs wider and soon he had three fingers pistoning in and out of her wet pussy, and she was shaking as an orgasm hit her.

  “Well, that didn’t take much did it Georgina?” he said humiliating the wards was part of their treatment as far as he was concerned. He and his staff often forced orgasms onto them as a reminder of the loss of control over their lives breaking the law had cost them.

  “Talk to me young lady, it’s not conversation unless two people speak.” He slapped her lightly on her thigh, and began to insert a long index finger into her anus.

  “Yes Sir, I mean no Sir,” Georgina wasn’t sure what she meant. Only a couple of weeks ago she was in total control of her life. She had two infatuated men doing her bidding and she had seduced that prissy little sister of Ahmed’s. Everything was going fine until Mickey got himself arrested and had turned them all in.

  She thought she had got herself a good deal by sucking off that fat solicitor Chase, and getting herself a year in here instead of five in prison. Now she had no control over what was done to her at all, she had been caned by the Headmaster and made to thank him for abusing her and now he was masturbating her and there was nothing she could do about it.

  His finger was now buried deep within her and she knew that she could do nothing but lie there and take it. He pulled it out and then set about making her come again. Once she had shuddered to another forced orgasm he pulled her upright and she stood in front of him, her head down and her hands clasped in front of her, her body trembling, placidly awaiting his orders.

  He smiled to himself, in a couple of weeks young Georgina here would be a model ward. Obedient and willing to help new wards settle in, a big sister in the scary institution. Her next punishment would be with the flogger and the one minute timer, he could probably find an excuse next week, and meanwhile he would tell Jemma, Anna and Donna to be sure and target her to keep up the sense of having no control.

  He took her into his small toilet and allowed her to wash the tears off her face and tidy her hair, and then he bent her over the sink and cleaned the cream off her bottom and replaced her panties, pulling them up tight and smoothing them down with his hands, like she was a little girl who couldn’t dress herself.

  He escorted her through Yolanda’s office, her desk was still empty, and to the classroom, he had her stand outside while he went in and requested the presence of Sonia and Alice. He knew it was a bit childish but he did enjoy the looks on wards’ faces when he did that, they inevitably knew that being taken out of class meant they were going to be punished, however this would be the exception to prove the rule.

  Once outside he stood all three of them backs to the wall and stared at them for a long moment.

  “You two lied to me last night. I detest lying at all times, especially to me.” He let his words sink in, Alice’s expression never changed but Sonia’s lip quivered and a worried look came into her eyes.

  “That would have got you a spanking and three strokes of the cane at least.” Sonia’s lip quivered a little more. “However, having discussed it with Miss Salmir she offered to take your punishments for you, and I agreed. But try and mislead me again and I will hand out a punishment that even yo
u will remember Miss Poole.”

  Sonia, once she realised that she wasn’t going to be punished, gave out a sigh, Alice gave a small smile.

  “Well what do you say, ladies?”

  All three chorused as one. “Yes Sir, thank you Sir.”

  He opened the door and they filed inside, handing them back to Anna he watched as they sat down again, the relief on Sonia’s face was almost comical, Georgina lowered herself carefully down and picked up a pen to start writing out rules and regulations for proper behaviour in public.

  Computers screens could have easily been set up in the classroom but what was the good of making life easy for the wards? Everything was written out in long hand, one set of regulations a day, for three hours. At the start of the next week the same regulations were then written out again, this happened for the whole year. After a month wards were bored, after a year they could repeat the regulations from memory. If they couldn’t then there would be hell to pay.

  The Headmaster returned to his office to find Yolanda had returned. She was sitting at her desk, a bit red in the face, but her eyes were sparkling.

  He indicated that she should follow him and as soon as he closed the door he took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, as he began to pull her clothes off he said; “Have fun Little Minx?”

  Her hand went into his trousers and began to free his penis. “Oh yes, Marie was a bit reluctant at first but Mistress Donna...”

  “Mistress Donna, did she tell you to call her that?” He dropped her blouse on the floor and unclipped her bra, both hands going to her tits and pulling at her nipples.

  “Oh no, I decided that they are all my mistresses, do you think I’m wrong?” She undid his belt and helped him step out of his trousers and then started on his shirt.

  “Hmm, just don’t do it around the wards.” He pushed her down onto all fours and lifted her skirt to find that she wasn’t wearing her panties. Her little round backside was in a bit of a state, with all the attention it had been getting over the last few days. He would have to put her in bondage for a couple of nights to recover.