The Hollister School for Girls

by Powerone

  She felt the Headmaster's fingers become more urgent as he turned and twisted her nipples, pulled them from her body, his fingers never let go on the swollen and sore tips.

  "I love how hard your nipples are, Elizabeth. They make it so easy to abuse. I'm getting them nice and tender for the nipple clamps."

  "Put the clamps on her tits, Michael, I don't think she will last much longer. Her pussy is soaking wet. Even her asshole is clamping down on the probe as if it didn't want it to leave. She is going to cum soon and I want her to feel the delicious pain of the clamps on her nipples when she does."

  Elizabeth was afraid of the clamps. Headmaster's hands were brutal enough, the teeth on the clamps looked sharp, the clamps powerful. She knew that they would tear into her tender nipples and hurt terribly. And, Headmaster would make sure that she felt the pain. She shivered when she felt the cold metal on the side of her breast, the metal glint in the bright light, the Headmaster's fingers pinched the clamps open. “Please, please don't,” she begged.

  She watched his hand move down, cup her right breast from below, cradle the silky skinned globe in his hand.

  "Shhh, Elizabeth, I'm going to enjoy this."

  She screamed, her voice filled the room with the screeching sound of pain as the clamp trapped her swollen nipple between its sharp teeth. She shook her upper body, tried to throw the clamp off, only aggravating the situation when the clamp shook back and forth, and tore at the tender flesh pinched so harshly in its grip. But she did not move her arms, held the pose of servitude that she knew was required of her, feared even harsher punishment if she disobeyed. Her breathing was ragged, her chest heaved up and down as the pain gradually diminished from sharp and excruciating to a dull throb in the tortured tip. She looked up, Headmaster Michael smiled down at her, another nipple clamp in his hand, already pinched open by his fingers, the powerful vice ready to inflict the pain on her untouched other nipple. “No, please no,” she begged him, noticed the bulge in his pants, then knew that he enjoyed her pain; knew that her begging would do no good.

  He lovingly cupped her other breast, tenderly lifted it, presented her nipple to the clamp. But she knew the pain he would soon inflict on her flesh, bracing her body. She closed her eyes, grit her teeth, waited for the pain. She didn't have long to wait, her hard nipple such an easy target for the metal clamp, captured the pink nipple between its jaws before it snapped closed, the sharp teeth bit painfully into the aroused flesh. She screamed in pain again, not caring who heard her. Her body jerked in pain, like a sword up from her nipple to her brain. She could barely catch her breath, her breathing forced her breasts to rise and fall, the clamps moved, ignited new pain into her body. Finally the anguish became a dull ache that radiated from her chest, her nipples crushed beneath the powerful clamps, the blood squeezed out, tortured.

  She opened her eyes, the clamps stuck straight out, the weight pulled her nipples down, the chain hung from the end added to the weight that tugged on her nipples. “It hurts so much, please take them off, please, Headmaster Michael."

  "Concentrate on your pussy, Elizabeth; concentrate on the pleasure that Dr. Lenox will give you. When you cum, I will take them off, but you must cum first.” She saw the look on his face, knew they would force her to cum, even when she was in pain, when she was willing to do anything to stop the continual throbbing in her nipples.

  She tried to shut out the terrible pressure she felt on her nipples, concentrated the vibrator playing over her clit. The anal probe was uncomfortable inside her ass, Dr. Lenox pushed it high inside her rectum, the ridges rubbed her anal tract harshly as he fucked it in and out, her sphincter fought the cruel intrusion in her body. She cried out when Headmaster Michael grabbed the ends of the chain on her nipple clamps and pulled up on them, further igniting the pain in the abused tips. He pulled on them, released them, pulled her nipples away from her body, the clover clamps tightened, pinched the crush berries beneath them. She went from sharp pain to throbbing pain, Headmaster Michael smiled throughout her whole ordeal.

  "Cum for us, Elizabeth. Concentrate on your pleasure, show us how nicely you can cum for us,” his head next to hers as he whispered in her ear, urged her to cum despite the pain they inflicted on her young body.

  She set her mind on the vibrator as Dr. Lenox slid the vibrating tool up and down her drenched slit, played it over her swollen clit as his fingers kept her clit hood pulled back, her clit now red and swollen in lust. The pleasure overtook the pain, with only occasional lapses when Dr. Lenox would push the probe inside her colon too far, forced a cramp in her stomach or when Headmaster Michael would yank the nipple clamps, made her feel the intense pain he could administer. She moaned quietly, knew that she would cum soon, humiliated to be forced to do it under such extreme circumstances.

  "I can see you are getting aroused by us, Elizabeth. Do you like the pain?” She felt him tug on the nipple clamp again, her nipples pinched tighter. She grit her teeth, the clamps felt like they were tearing her nipples off. She had to cum soon, the pain too much for her.

  She tried to raise her hips up, to push the vibrator on her clit, the stirrups prevented her. “Please, on my clit,” she begged Dr. Lenox, knew that it was now or never, she had to cum for them.

  "Of course, my dear."

  She felt him push the vibrator directly over her clit, his fingers pinched the hard button from the side, squeezed the blood to the tip as the vibrator rubbed over it. Another cramp in her stomach, Dr. Lenox pushed the anal probe deeper inside her, fucked her up the backside with the cruel device.

  "GGGGODDDD!” she cried out as her orgasm exploded. “Oww!” she screamed as Headmaster Michael released one of the nipple clamps from her crushed tip. Instead of the relief she thought she would feel, the blood rushed back to the clamped tip, ignited an intense pain that almost made her pass out. She screamed as she felt his fingers on the other clamp, she would rather have her tip crushed beneath the clamp then released, the blood rushing to the nipple more intense. If it wasn't for the orgasm, she would have passed out, the pain exploded in her other nipple, mixed with the orgasm that ripped through her sex as Dr. Lenox so skillfully masturbated her young body to an explosive climax, the vibrator and probe treated her orifices to the dual ravishment.

  Another orgasm rippled through her body as Headmaster Michael's hands returned to her nipples, rubbed the feeling back into the tip, the vibrator snapped back and forth over her clit as her pussy felt the unexpected pleasure that these two men forced from her untrained body. She finally slumped in the chair, her body drained as the anal probe was pulled from her asshole with a loud pop, her sphincter continued to spasm.

  "You came very nicely for us, Elizabeth,” Dr. Lenox smiling at her sweat-covered body, juices flowed from her pussy and dripped down her thighs. He released the leather straps that secured her legs in the stirrups, swung her limp legs from the wide spread, her body slumped down in the chair. “You may leave us, Headmaster Michael. It is time for Elizabeth to suffer her punishment, now that she has received the pleasure. A pussy spanking I believe. You may come back later when she is going to service my cock with her mouth. You can instruct her in the proper procedures.” He dismissed him with a nod of his head.

  Elizabeth watched as Headmaster Michael left the room again, almost having forgot the punishment. A spanking was bad enough, but how could he even fathom a spanking on her pussy? Especially now that she had just cum, her sex tender. “Please, spank my ass. Just not my sex, please."

  "Nonsense child, you must be sufficiently punished. A mere spanking for a black eye is not enough of a deterrent. Now to suffer a spanking on your pussy would make you less liable to repeat the offense in the future. And, I intend on making you present yourself fully to be spanked, legs wide, ass arched up, your pussy spread and open. Then when I am finished, you can service my cock with your mouth. If you don't perform the fellatio to my satisfaction, we can always go back to another pussy spanking, maybe using a whip the next time. Would
you like that? To feel the lash of the leather between your pussy lips?” He laughed at her obvious discomfort, knew that she would do everything to please him.

  "Up Elizabeth, over here,” pulled her arm, forced her to her feet, watched her stagger as the numbness in her legs slowly began to disappear. He marched her over to a spot on the floor, a thin mattress in the center of the room, four wooden posts stuck out from the floor. “Lie down on the mattress, Elizabeth. Get your body comfortable. The two posts at the top are for you to grip onto. You're going to have to raise your ass high off the floor. I want your pussy spread before me.” He watched as she sat down, scooted until her head was between the twin posts. He placed a pillow underneath her head. “I want you comfortable, Elizabeth,” laughing out loud, her head comfortable while her pussy would be in pain. He watched her grip the twin posts, her hands turned white as she tightened the grip.

  He moved down to the other end, admired her naked body, her nipples red and swollen, though still erect. Her pussy glistened from her juices, lips slightly red from the recent masturbation, her anus temporarily hidden from view. “Your body was made for this, Elizabeth; made for men to use and abuse. Young bodies like yours are so flexible, easily forced into provocative and degrading positions, the most intimate parts of your body grossly exposed for abuse.

  He grabbed one of her ankles and moved it to the closest post, slipped her foot into the leather sandal secured to the post. It completely covered her foot in a cris-cross of leather all the way up to her ankle, leather ties secured it tightly to her skin. He moved to the other side, made short work of her other leg, similarly secured her foot to the other post, legs now spread wide. He looked at his handiwork, her legs bent slightly at the knees, her feet flat on the ground but bound to the posts. “Now, you don't have to be so modest, Elizabeth. After all, I shaved your pussy and asshole,” he laughed as she struggled to keep her knees together, looking like she was knock-kneed, trying to protect her pussy from his eyes. He secured each leg with a leather strip, higher up the pole, right below the knee, her legs now drawn up straight, her pussy spread open.

  Again Elizabeth found her legs bound and her arms free as she trembled in fear of Dr. Lenox. She almost wished Headmaster Michael was back. Even with his abuse of her nipples, she still felt safer. Now she waited for a pussy spanking, an idea that revolted her, her sex still tender from cumming. She knew that she couldn't stop him, begging would be futile. “How many, Sir?"

  "How many what, Elizabeth?"

  "How many times are you going to spank my pussy?” She watched him look down between her legs, her eyes then drawn to the bulge in his pants. He was aroused What man would not become aroused at the thought of spanking the sex of a young girl? She wasn't sure how fast she wanted it over. Though she knew it would hurt when he spanked her pussy, the thought of taking his member inside her mouth and sucking it until he came and make her swallow was almost as bad, if not worse. The only positive light that it would soon be over.

  "I don't know, Elizabeth. I have never spanked such a lovely pussy before. And with you presenting it for my hand, it all depends on how long I can go before I need your mouth to make me cum.” He moved his hand down below her butt, “now Elizabeth, be a good girl and arch your ass up for me.” He felt her push up with her hips, his hands able to slide completely under her firm ass cheeks, cup them in his hands as her sex lifted up to meet him. Her back pushed off the mattress as she arched up higher, “yes, more Elizabeth, I want you up higher,” pleased at the way her body rose up. The posts did an excellent job of keeping her body in position, allowing her sex to be the highest point, her legs spread wide. He looked at the other end of the room, noted where the hidden camera was positioned, affording a lovely shot straight up the vee of her legs, capturing her spread pussy, her face hidden from the lens. The other camera, over her head shot down onto her face, poised to catch the look of pain when he began to spank her pussy, the images side by side on the tape, gave the viewer an intimate look of Elizabeth's suffering under his hand.

  Her back already ached, her crotch pulled open wide, as if she was being split up the middle. Her hips were at least two feet off the floor, her breasts tumbled back as her body arched. She watched Dr. Lenox rise from the mattress, his hand slipped down his zipper and extracted his large cock. She continued to watch, not sure why. Perhaps she knew that it would soon be in her mouth, her tongue and lips so intimately sucking it to orgasm as she might do to a lover, the curiosity at seeing how big it was, what her mouth was going to have to accommodate. His hand stroked it, the head almost purple, swollen in lust already. It was a couple of inches thick, bigger than she thought it would be for someone his age. It must be at least six inches long, maybe longer, his pants hid part of it.

  "Do you like it, Elizabeth?” He smiled at her, her eyes almost mesmerized as he stroked it up and down, his cock grew bigger as he did. “Soon it will be in your sweet, hot mouth. Now, stay in that position Elizabeth. If you move, get back into position instantly, or it will be the whip instead of my hand that will spank your pussy."

  He lightly tapped her inside thighs, felt her body tensed up at the thought of the pain he was about to inflict. He moved higher up her thighs, slapped both sides of her thighs, increasingly harder each time, her tender inner thighs already turning pink. He smelled her pussy, wondered if she was aroused at being forced to submit to a pussy spanking. He would soon find out He swung his hand back and forward, aimed straight in the vee of her legs, the palm of his hand slapped hard against her pussy, felt her puffy lips absorb the majority of the blow, but not before a finger slapped between them, tapped her inner lips.

  She groaned in pain when the first slap surprised her. It didn't hurt as much as she thought it would, not sure if he was just warming up or somehow if she was enjoying it. Her hips moved down from the force of the blow, her ass pushed up hurriedly, she did not want to displease him any more than he already was. She looked into his eyes, recognized the lust, his cock jerked about at the sound of her groan. She didn't have to wait for long before he slapped her pussy again, the sound of his hand hit harder this time rang out in the room. This time she braced her body, absorbed the full force of the blow without moving. The force of this slap harder, smashed into her vulva with a sickening sound. It stung, his hand returned again to slap in the same spot. She moaned as her sex throbbed in pain. His hands pushed out on her inner thighs, spread her legs out further, knew that her pussy was opening up wider, knew that he wanted to slap her inner pussy lips with the next blow.

  "My hand is getting wet from spanking your hot, little pussy, Elizabeth. I think you are enjoying it too much.” His hand crashed into her spread pussy again, her lips pushed back this time, the brunt of the force hit her inner, tender pink insides.

  "God, that hurts! Please stop! Please let me suck your cock now!” eager to perform fellatio, anything to get the spanking over with. The next blow hurt intensely, her pussy suffered under his powerful hand. But he didn't stop, his hand lifted her ass up higher, urged her thighs out, left her sex unprotected for the next blow. He spanked her harder and faster, slapped her inner thighs from time to time, spread her open for the next blow that would come up from the floor and strike her under her ass cheeks and slap her perineum. Her pussy bore the brunt of the spanking, bright red, her tender lips swollen, each time the pain increased. The strange thing was that the feeling that grew between her legs was one of arousal. The pain turned to pleasure, her hips rose up higher as if they wanted to meet the hand coming to strike her, bowed her legs out, hoped that his hand would push back her lips and strike at her inner pussy, even hoped that he would slap her clit.

  Dr. Lenox saw the eagerness in Elizabeth, watched her expose her body more to his hand, her legs pulled apart to lay her pussy open to him. He waited for the next time she did that and hit her directly on her clit, made sure at least two fingers beat hard on it. He was rewarded with a sharp cry, pleased that she drew her hips up quickly again, exposed
her clit to his hand again. He didn't disappoint and struck her in the same spot again, his hand found her pussy soaking wet. He grabbed her pussy in his strong hand, gripped it tightly. He released it, urged her hips up higher then struck her hard again, felt the heat of her skin touch his palm.

  Michael entered the room, pleased that Elizabeth still performed well, Dr. Lenox's naked cock bobbed up and down as his hand continued to plummet her naked sex, Elizabeth groaned and moaned provocatively with each stroke, unsure whether it was pain or pleasure that she responded to. “It looks like you need some relief. Maybe it is time for Elizabeth to wrap her hot lips around your cock and make you cum."

  Elizabeth jolted back to reality with the voice of Headmaster Michael. She thought she would almost cum from the spanking on her pussy, her sex drenched, a tingle between her legs that could only be quenched by the touch of her clit, whether it is gentle or hard. She looked up at him, his eyes looked through her as if he knew that she got off on the pussy spanking.

  "Do you mind if I give her a few?” Dr. Lenox moved out of the way, Michael took his place between her legs. “Higher, Elizabeth, move that luscious pussy up higher. It seems that maybe Dr. Lenox has been too lenient with you, maybe you need it harder.” As her hips arched up he swung his hand, crashed into her swollen sex with a force that almost knocked her over, punished her pussy with a sickening thud.

  Tears filled her eyes as his hand slammed into her pussy with such force that she could barely continue to hold the position. Her pussy burned from the constant barrage of Dr. Lenox, now Headmaster Michael had hit her with such force that it drove the air from her lungs. She barely had time to recover when his hand swung up between her legs again to smack into her pussy, smashed the lips to the side so his hand could beat the soft, tender inner flesh, a scream tore from her lips. Two more slaps left her sex swollen and inflamed, her pussy lips double their size, the twin mons red from the abuse. But deep down, her clit still craved the hand that beat it, not with a gentle touch, but exposed and begging for the pain. She was disappointed when he stopped, knelt down to untie her legs from the post, her legs cramped from their bound position.