by Tessa Valmur
‘I’ll do my best to please you, Headmaster,’ answered Tanya demurely.
Miles gestured to the cameraman and the filming was stopped.
‘Well done Tanya, you got your lines right on the first take. Keep up that sort of performance and you can expect to get a bonus when we’re finished.’
***
The girl that Tanya had watched being chased and then whipped in the games room she was to find out was called Jezra and like Tanya she had come to Scawder eager to make some quick money. At eighteen, she was a year younger than Tanya and had come from Greece to Britain to spend the summer working and improving her English. For the last four days she had been at the remote hunting lodge filming. The other three girls, all a few years older had come from London and it seemed they were all hired and paid to act in the films like Jezra but they were never subjected any of the punishments that Jezra had been subjected to. The oldest girl, Sasha, the petite Greek girl warned Tanya, was especially sadistic and revelled in tormenting her. Tanya was hesitant to ask Jezra if she too had been given a safe word; if she had then she could hardly complain at what she was subjected to but if she hadn’t or the other had chosen to ignore it then that put an altogether different complexion on proceedings.
The morning’s filming completed, Tanya and Jezra were left in a small bedroom where a tray of sandwiches and crisps and a jug of orange juice had been left for them. Miles had escorted Tanya to the room where Jezra was already sat on a bed reading a magazine.
‘We’ll be filming again in an hour or so and I want to keep you in character, you’ll give a better performance that way,’ Miles announced as he held the door open for Tanya.
‘What do you mean?’ Tanya asked.
‘I’m locking you in. Have a rest and I’ll be back for you in a while.’
‘But...’
The door was pulled abruptly shut and Tanya heard the man turn a key in the lock. She looked over her shoulder at the other girl.
‘The bastard’s locked us in!’
‘You may as well get used to it.’
‘This is ridiculous!’
From the window, Tanya could glimpse a bend in the drive between the high rhododendrons but the window had recently been fitted with two iron bars so any thought of escape was immediately quashed.
‘They have let me out for exercise and walks but never alone.’
‘You mean you don’t go home at the end of the day?’
‘No, that’s part of the contract.’
‘Shit!’ Tanya stared sullenly out of the window. So how did you end up here?’
‘I responded to an advert; it was pretty ambiguous but reading between the lines I guessed it was to do a porn film. They were offering good money and I thought I’d have a go. I thought it might be fun. I’ll tell you what though I reckon what they’re making is for strictly private sale,’ Jezra suggested.
Tanya, who was staring out of the window, glanced over her shoulder at her companion. Jezra, she thought, was incredibly pretty. A little shorter than Tanya, she had chestnut brown skin, smooth, almost glistening. Her long hair was as black and shiny as a raven’s wing; she had slender fingers with long, perfect nails and captivating, large dark brown eyes.
‘So how long have you been held here Jezra?’ Tanya asked, refilling her glass with orange juice and offering the last packet of crisps to the other girl.
‘Just four days... four painful days,’ Jezra forced a smile.
‘Could you tell me what I can expect? Would you mind?’ Tanya asked.
‘No, you may as well know what’ll probably happen to you then at least it won’t be such a shock for you,’ said the Greek girl, settling herself back against the pillows of one of the two single beds that were in the little room. Tanya slumped herself down in the only armchair in the room, yawning and glanced at the window, wishing she could open it. The room was hot and stuffy and she felt in need of some fresh air, she felt so lethargic.
‘Are you going to tell me then?’ she asked, looking at Jezra who had leant her head back against the pillows and closed her eyes.
‘Mmm... sorry? I was nearly falling asleep there,’ Jezra opened her eyes, smiling apologetically.
‘You were going to tell me about what to expect?’ Tanya prompted.
As she waited for the other girl to talk, she sipped from her orange juice. Her eyelids felt so heavy she knew that despite all the excitement of the day when she was allowed to sleep she’d be out like a light. She stifled a yawn and put aside her glass, worried that she’d drop it, she felt so tired. When she looked expectantly at Jezra though, she saw that the other girl was in fact asleep. That’s just how I feel, she told herself and curling sideways in the chair she closed her eyes for what she told herself would be just a few moments.
‘Had enough to drink have you?’
Tanya flicked her eyes open and saw Miles grinning down at her, saw her arms drawn down onto her stomach before her, leather cuffs binding her wrists together. There was another man kneeling before her and when he stood up she saw he had fastened leather cuffs around her ankles and these were clipped together with a bulldog clip that prevented her separating her legs.
‘Bring her along then,’ Miles ordered.
The other man hauled Tanya from the chair and tossed her over his shoulder. She was far too sleepy to make any objection and only as the men carried her from the room did she realise that the food or drink she’d been given must have been drugged.
‘Where are you taking me?’ Tanya asked sleepily.
No answer was forthcoming and it was all Tanya could do to keep awake as she was carried from the room along the corridor and into another room that was set up as a dormitory. The three other “sixth form” girls were all there, each sat, semi-naked on one of the row of single beds and the men with the cameras were there too as was Campbell and the girl who acted the part of the school nurse.
‘Get her clothes off then and get her ready,’ Campbell ordered.
Tanya was tossed down onto one of the single beds and the leather cuffs and her clothes, except for her briefs were pulled from her. She felt too sleepy to resist and looked bewilderedly at the other young girls as they watched her being undressed by the men.
‘Right, put the duvet over her and let’s get shooting.’
Encouraged to lie down, Tanya felt herself quickly drifting into sleep and she was dreamily wondering how long the drug might take to wear off when she was vaguely aware of someone calling out: -
“And action!”
The three girls all rose from their beds and stealthily closed around the bed where Tanya lay. Sasha, the tallest and oldest of the girls moved swiftly to the head of the Tanya’s bed. She was naked except for a simple white thong. In one hand she held a stocking. Her skin was deeply tanned and her breasts, which were large with wide, dark areolae, glistened where she’d massaged baby oil over them. Her short hair was heavily gelled and combed back so it shone in furrows and the subdued light they were filming with glinted off the silver belly stud and silver chain necklace she wore. Dropping the stocking she held on the pillow above Tanya’s head, she stroked with one hand over Tanya’s exposed shoulder then drew Tanya’s hair clear of her cheek and circled it around her ear. With one fingertip she traced a line over Tanya’s lips, then she thoughtfully sucked on her finger, her long, dark purple varnished nail contrasting with the gleaming white of her own teeth.
‘Are you asleep Tanya?’ she asked, softly.
‘No... nearly...’ Tanya sighed dreamily.
Sasha turned to one of the girls, nodding at her accomplice.
‘It’s time for you to undergo your initiation ceremony into the Scawder sixth form, Tanya,’ Sasha announced, smiling reassuringly as Tanya sleepily looked up at her.
Simultaneously one of the girls tossed asi
de the duvet that was covering Tanya and caught hold of her ankles whilst the other girls snatched hold of Tanya by the wrists.
‘Right, fasten her wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed,’ Sasha ordered.
‘Let me go!’ Tanya objected as the girls forced her arms above her head and bound her wrists with more stockings to the corners of the metal bed frame. Her legs were then spread and tied fast with cotton belts taken from towelling robes
‘Feeling comfortable?’ Sasha grinned down at Tanya as she tested the ties the girls had pinned her down with. They were just as effective as the leather wrist and ankle cuffs the men had earlier used on her. She glimpsed the cameraman filming her and shook her head despondently.
‘Please, what are you going to do?’ Tanya looked up, wide-eyed with alarm at Sasha who stood over her, grinning maliciously.
‘Right, soften her up.’
Gazing up forlornly at Sasha, Tanya gasped as one of the other girls drew apart the globes of her upturned arse and poured baby oil between her legs.
‘Mmmm..’ Tanya sighed; unable to deny the pleasurably arousing sensation the oil gave her.
‘Ever enjoyed one of these before, Tanya?’
Tanya looked up to see Sasha holding quite the largest vibrator she’d ever seen.
‘Just the sort of thing to give a sex starved girl a nice intense orgasm,’ Sasha laughed perching herself on the edge of the bed and stroking between Tanya’s spread legs with the tip of the device.
‘Uhhh...mmm...’ Tanya sighed, writhing against the restraints as she felt the dildo teasing her sex lips.
‘How deep would you like it Tanya?’
The vibrator, slick with baby oil was slid effortlessly into her pussy and quickly pushed deeply into her drawing a gasp from Tanya.
‘Enough... please...’ Tanya groaned, shaking her head urgently as the device was pushed still further inside her. As the sensation of penetration quickly grew too intense she twisted frantically against the ties that held her arms and legs.
‘Does that feel good, Tanya?’ Sasha grinned with satisfaction as she saw the expression on Tanya’s face and then she switched the vibrator on.
‘Uhhh...too much... stop...’ Tanya tossed her head from side to side; gasping feverishly as the powerful device plunged inside her and propelled her startlingly fast towards an orgasm.
Sasha knew from her own experience the intense feeling of being filled that the vibrator produced; ten inches long and with powerful vibrations once switched on to ‘high’ it was more than enough to satisfy most girls. Tanya was jerking and twisting against the ties and her panting gaps and sighs told Sasha that her victim was very soon going to come.
‘Uhhh...yes...mmm...’ Tanya sighed, closing her eyes, her back trying to arch against the restraints. Moaning softly, she came, a long, shuddering orgasm that left her almost breathless.
‘Now let’s turn the vibrator up to high.’
‘No... please...’ Tanya shook her head, groaning as an even more intense vibration rippled through her. Pressed against the bed sheet, her pussy throbbed and as the sensation got too much Tanya struggled against the restraints but that just served to heighten her arousal and a moment later she climaxed again and even more intensely.
Urgently Tanya jerked her legs against the bindings around her ankles.
‘Enough...please...no more...’
The camera was close before her now, focusing on her face, as she tossed her head from side to side in ecstasy. Hands stroked over the swell of her buttocks. It was all too much for Tanya and with a choked cry she came again.
‘I think that’s enough for now.’
Weakly, Tanya lifted her head and saw Miles standing regarding her.
‘What would you like done with her now, Deputy Headmaster?’ asked Sasha.
‘Bring her to my study.’
‘Very good, sir.’
The vibrator was prised from Tanya’s throbbing sex. Sasha and one of the other girls each unfastened a binding around her wrists and then they pulled Tanya’s arms up behind her back and used the stockings to bind her wrists together. A voice called from the camera to “cut” and more lights were switched back on.
‘Right, get her to the next set.’
Chapter Four
Tanya sat alongside Sasha and the two other girls who’d tormented her, watching while the cameras prepared to film once again. They had moved to a large drawing room on the ground floor, half of which had been set up to look like an opulent study. Campbell was sat in a director’s chair running his eye over pages of directions, whilst the girl who was dressed as the nurse was applying make-up to Tanya. Her job finished, she stood up. She was wearing a dark blue little skirt and a white blouse that contrasted with her tanned skin. Campbell signalled for them to start filming. Reluctantly, Tanya stood up and crossed over to where they had told her she had to stand.
‘Settling in are we?'
‘Yes, thank you Headmaster.'
The man acting the part of the Headmaster stood facing an opened French window, his back to Tanya.
‘Sasha says that you are trying hard to be a model pupil.'
‘Yes Headmaster.'
Tanya watched him close the window and lower the sunblind.
‘It would be preferable that being a model pupil was something that came naturally. It worries me that it is something that you have to try hard to accomplish. Are you naturally a bit of a wild thing, I wonder?'
‘No, Headmaster,' Tanya answered, then she quickly added, 'I hope not, sir.'
‘The Head Girl tells me that you were masturbating in bed last night and when she told you to stop you refused.’
‘That’s not true,’ Tanya objected.
‘You’re lying Tanya and the punishment for such disobedience is the cane. Go and stand over there by that chrome rail on the wall.'
Tanya reluctantly obeyed, glancing around to see the Headmaster opening a roll top bureau.
‘Headmaster, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to...'
‘Be quiet Tanya, speak only when spoken to. I knew you'd be a bit of a challenge but I'm surprised to find you trying to step outside my rules so soon and so blatantly.'
Tanya bit her lip apprehensively as he marched across the room to where she stood anxiously waiting. She had been told to act scared but that was hardly necessary. She had no desire to feel a cane cracking down across her bum but she knew she’d have to go through with it if she wanted them to continue to employ her. She told herself that the money was her incentive for putting up with such treatment but in truth she was already getting addicted to what her alter ego, Tanya the schoolgirl, was being subjected to. For a moment she felt guilty for admitting this to herself and she wondered whether she shouldn’t try to quit the place now whilst she still had the strength of will to refuse the deliciously wicked pleasure playing the submissive schoolgirl offered her.
She doubted now that her Godfather had any intention of returning at the end of the day’s filming to collect her. The bastard had more than likely been paid to deliver her to these people and she was now effectively their prisoner until it suited them to release her. Of course theoretically she could walk out and even go to the Police but she had signed their contract and of course they could say that she had been willing all along to act her part. On the one hand she found being drugged disconcerting but on the other hand she couldn’t even prove that they had drugged her and so far they hadn’t forced her to do anything that she hadn’t coped with, so maybe she was worrying unnecessarily.
‘Hold onto the rail with both hands apart and stand with your feet behind that line on the floor.'
‘I'll fall over,’ Tanya objected.
‘Of course you won't, just hold the rail, feet back, that’s it.’
Tanya had to bend from the wai
st to keep her feet behind the line and not let go of the rail. She looked over her left shoulder. The man dressed as the Headmaster was standing right beside her and now he reached for her skirt and pulled it up her thighs and bunched the material around her waist. She was wearing just a thong, which conveniently left her buttocks exposed.
‘Six strokes of this and you can consider yourself let off lightly.'
At that moment there was a knock at the door, or more accurately Miles, already standing inside the room watching the filming, rapped his fist against the back of the door.
‘Come in.’
At the signal two of the other girls entered.
‘You wanted us, Headmaster?’
‘Yes girls, come here both of you.’
Tanya saw the Headmaster open a desk drawer and hand each of the two girls a leather wrist cuff just like the ones that had been used on her in the medical room, except that these had short leather straps dangling from them.
‘Girls. Her wrists.'
The two girls slapped the leather over her wrists, deftly slid the buckles home then looped the leather straps around the chrome pole, pulling them tight then binding them fast.
‘Time for some Scawder discipline Tanya, six strokes. I'll be lenient.'
Crack!
The cane snapped down over her rump and Tanya yelped. One, she counted to herself.
Crack!
The second blow was in exactly the same place. Tanya bit down on her lip.
Crack!
She gave an anguished cry and shook her head.
‘Stop... please...hurts too much...’
She had been told to beg them to stop after the fifth stroke but already after three blows to her buttocks the stinging pain had brought tears to eyes.
Crack!
She tightened her grip on the chrome rail, screwing her eyes shut.
Crack!