{ASS} Cross Country Run {ShellyR} (Fffff spank exhib mast) Author: ShellyR Title: Cross Country Run Summary: Lisa Mansfield, is to take detention, a two day session of restricted privileges for the four girls who had been misbehaving during the week Keywords: Fffff, spank, exhib, mast ccr Cross Country Run This weekend it was the turn of the PE teacher, Lisa Mansfield, to take detention, a two day session of restricted privileges for those girls who had been seriously misbehaving during the week. There were four girls in the detention assembly, Christine Hunt, Judy Waterfield, Rebecca Moore, and Anne Walker, all of them now patiently waiting in the library for Miss Mansfield to arrive. Usually they were given endless lines to write out, or passages of Shakespeare to copy for hours, each teacher was allowed to set up her own punishment schedule for the miscreants under her care. Lisa Mansfield explained that during the weekend, the girls could expect to have their manners tested at every opportunity, and any failing would earn them a severe punishment. Each girl was asked to approach the teacher's desk separately, and ask very demurely for a book to copy out. In actual fact, they all did really well, which wasn't surprising since deportment was a major class at the school, but there was a sequence of subdued gasps when they were allowed to open their book. The young schoolgirls were instructed to copy out the complete first chapter of each book in their best handwriting, then write a shrewd one page commentary on the style and content, offering their own personal modifications. There was absolute silence as these four young girls carefully copied every word into their workbooks, but as the first hour approached, some distinct fidgeting was starting to take place. Thighs were eased apart, while hips were pushed backwards, or else clamped tightly together, with ankles crossed. The sound of the girl's breathing was gradually getting louder, with long sighs, and muffled gasps escaping their delicate pink lips. This part of weekend detention was normally designed to bore the young pupils out of their minds with uninteresting tasks that were completely meaningless, solely as a punishment for them. Surprisingly, Miss Mansfield had given them each a different book which was both blatantly pornographic and also exceedingly bizarre in its subject matter. This sexually stimulating material quickly had the expected effect, as the four schoolgirls became turned on by what they were devotedly copying. They had all seen dirty books before, although nothing as obscene as these publications, but usually in the privacy of their comfy beds they could gain some relief by secretly touching themselves. That was impossible with Miss Mansfield surveying them, and they grew more and more frustrated, furtively rubbing their crotch on the seat, or squeezing it powerfully between their strong thighs. Writing for a full hour was all that was usually allowed, however the teacher was able to change the type of work undertaken, fresh concentration now being demanded from the schoolgirls as they had to sketch one of the illustrations from their assigned chronicle. Christine Hunt was told to bring her work to the front for detail to be checked, giving a pleasant curtsey as she handed it across before standing with her hands clasped in front of her. Nervously she pressed against the prominent pubic mound beneath her uniform skirt, digging her thumb into the pulsating slit. Lisa Mansfield had given Christine a story about a young secretary dominated by her office manager, given severe corporal punishment for mistakes in her typing, and subjected to cruel lesbian bondage. Depictions of massive dildoes being forced into a young pussy, while breasts were viciously tied, had obviously held her attention. The result was several silly mistakes in spelling, missed punctuation marks, and whole sections of text omitted altogether from the original. Miss Mansfield said it wasn't good enough, picked up her cane off the desk, and calmly unfastened Christine's skirt, watching while it fell to her feet. Ordering the girl to bend towards the desk, placing her hands on the edge, thrusting her ample bottom outward in a classic Lawnswood posture, Miss Mansfield tapped the knicker clad cheeks with her cane. Christine gritted her teeth and moaned quietly as six strokes lashed her girlish bottom, thankfully kept concealed by her school knickers. She was sent back to her seat, continuing with the assigned sketching as intense heat ripped all around her bottom, and added to the ardent burning in her crotch. Judy Waterfield was next to have her work inspected, the account of a rich wife kidnapped and held for ransom, while harsh captors raped and tortured her. There were even more flaws in Judy's work which earned her eight strokes of Miss Mansfield's whippy bamboo. Rebecca Moore had a chronicle of life in a medieval convent where one trainee nun was constantly flogged while she sought spiritual enlightenment through physical suffering. Further guidance helped the young woman control her depraved animal instincts, when older members of the convent stripped the novice, then alternately made her climax through stimulation of her private parts, followed by severe torture of those same delicate places. Rebecca rarely gave any thought to the private lives of the nuns who were always part of her Catholic upbringing, but this novel set her senses racing. She was also punished for the poor quality of the copying lesson she had been assigned, joining her two school friends back at her desk, a raging hot, knicker clad bottom pressed against the cool seat, while her skirt was added to the pile of discarded clothing at the front. Anne Walker had been transcribing the vicious story of one young girl's incarceration in a women's prison controlled by sadistic, lesbian warders. The imprisonment had been carefully organised by the girl's step mother to manipulate her inheritance while she was locked up. Anne was overwhelmed by all the various methods a large wooden night stick could be used on a poor female body while it was held down, and she'd skipped further on through the book to review several bizarre illustrations. During the time her friends were being punished, Anne had sketched most of a very graphic portrayal of this prisoner with a sturdy truncheon rammed up her naked pussy. When she was called out for Miss Mansfield's inspection of her work, the erotic nature of this picture almost triggered an orgasm, her long legs trembling as she stood at the front of this room. Anne Walker fared no better than her friends had previously done, numerous mistakes earning her twelve strokes with that slender bamboo cane. Removing her school skirt, bending over the teacher's desk with her broad bottom sticking right out, Anne clenched her teeth as that first stroke whistled across both cheeks. Fierce heat raced through the schoolgirl's bum as she had to wait for the next stroke, ardent anticipation rising steadily, then exploding violently with a vicious cut to her tender flesh. Lisa Mansfield had her hand pressed lightly against the small of the girl's back, and she could feel the tremors of passion course through the reclining figure with each savage stroke of the cane. Fierce heat in her buttocks feeding the raging fire in her loins, Anne was near to orgasm. Miss Mansfield transferred her hand down to the soft inner thigh, pulling the flesh at every punishing cut delivered by the bamboo, knowing fully just how this youngster's tender pussy slowly opened under the pressure. Exactly as she had anticipated, the chastised pupil began panting faster, skilfully hiding the intense sexual climax now cascading through her body. Anne Walker was glad of the few minutes she was kept bending over the teacher's desk as she and her friends were reminded that work undertaken during any detention was expected to be of the highest quality possible. Shoddy efforts would be punished harder during the rest of this weekend, until matchless endeavour was achieved. Miss Mansfield informed her young charges that they'd worked long enough cooped up in a stuffy library, it was now time for a small amount of physical exercise. These young schoolgirls were ordered to use the gymnasium changing room to prepare for a cross country run of eight miles, one of the regular routes used at the school. Whereas the girls would normally use their own PE kit for running in the countryside, today Miss Mansfield instructed them to strip fully, before reporting to her office wearing just their trainers and sports socks. While the girls went into the changing room to get undressed, Lisa Mansfield entered a small cubicle at the back of her office, closed the door behind her, and stood in complete darkness. This was actually her own private shower area, and with the light left off, the PE teacher opened the large mirror hinged against the back wall and looked straight into the changing room. This two way mirror allowed the staff to observe while the pupils thought they were on their own, enabling them to identify certain girls as ringleaders of the many altercations that occurred while such large numbers of females lived together. There were numerous other mirrors installed throughout the school, the swimming pool changing room had one, all the dormitories, and several washrooms in the teaching wing. These facilities weren't used just to help maintain discipline, many of the staff enjoyed watching all these sensual schoolgirls wandering around in various stages of nudity. Even now, Miss Mansfield was stripping her own clothes off as she watched the girls undress, each of them standing before the fancy full length mirror to admire her naked body. Lisa Mansfield eased her fingers between her legs as she watched this indecent display of young female flesh. These girls not only admired their charms, they fondled them obscenely, some of them bending over to inspect the red lines across their bottoms, providing an exquisite view right between their legs. Christine was so excited as she spread her vulva wide open in front of the mirror that she implored her friends to finger her slit. Lisa almost climaxed as she watched the bent over schoolgirl grabbed by the others, and assaulted by their eagre hands. Fleshy labia were pulled wide open, painfully further than normal, and long slim fingers delved right into the wet vaginal mouth, frigging it with expert ability. Christine's hands were shoved behind her, and secured with a school tie, now leaving her helpless to resist this indecent onslaught. Immersed in unbridled passion, Christine hardly noticed as she was moved slowly backward, her spread haunches approaching several brackets fastened to the wall. These metal protrusions used to support the old fire buckets filled with sand, replaced years ago by a modern sprinkler system, but the brackets had never been removed. Gently positioning their friend, the other three schoolgirls impaled her dripping pussy on one of those supports, easing the large rounded end between her sex lips. Once that metal shaft was embedded deep into Christine's quim, she was rocked backwards and forwards, the steadfast shaft fucking her quickly to orgasm. Lisa Mansfield had watched hundreds of young girls make love to those imitation cock substitutes, particularly first formers who were bullied by older members of the school. She treasured watching one eleven year old loose her virginity when she was impaled on that heartless dildo. Miss Mansfield closed up her vantage point, and changed into more suitable clothing when the girls began to put on their trainers, prior to reporting to her office. Lisa went out into the corridor to survey that lovely, naked girl flesh stood to attention, fully under her control to abuse as she wanted. Any objection made over their treatment would get them nowhere, discipline was strict at Lawnswood School, rebellion against authority would merit severe retribution. Lisa invited these girls to enter her office, lining them up in front of her desk, where she explained that since they had behaved like children to merit their detention, she would now help them to look the part. The PE teacher referred to the common practice of removing a girl's pubic hair to indicate her childish position in this school, something dreaded by these older pupils. Judy was the first to lay on the black leather examination couch in Miss Mansfield's office, her feet expertly fitted into padded stirrups which were soon spread wide apart. Judy's pussy was now fully displayed as Miss Mansfield coated the soft, velvety mound in shaving foam, then carefully removed every trace of pubic hair with a ladies razor. Turning her attention to the delicate crease between her pupil's legs, Lisa Mansfield lathered and shaved the fleshy labia, even scraping away those gossamer filaments around Judy's puckered rosebud anus. After wiping away the final traces of soap with a warm flannel, Judy was left with a beautiful young child's cunny, smooth and bald, a prominent mound rising up above a tight lipped slit. Lisa insisted on a final touch to this close pubic shave, pouring a really astringent aftershave lotion in her palms then massaging it into Judy's tender flesh. The schoolgirl squealed as her whole pussy burned madly, but she was instructed to lay still, moaning helplessly as her poor vulva was thoroughly mauled about. The others watched while their PE teacher carefully eased Judy's outer labia wide apart, showing off her fragile pink inner flesh, then poured several drops of the stinging lotion all along her delicate slit. The wretched schoolgirl was now released from the table, being ordered to stand with her hands held behind her back and her feet apart, fully displaying the childish cunny. Rebecca was next on the table, her thick, luxuriant black foliage quickly falling beneath that sharp blade, exposing fleshy petals, dark and succulent, just flooded with girlie love juice. Juvenile hips thrust right into the air as Miss Mansfield's shaving lotion burned sensitive pubescent flesh, and everyone watched as a solid thumb penetrated that lunging vagina. Rebecca wasn't allowed long for her masturbation, being taken from the table well before full orgasm swept over her and having to display herself next to Judy. Christine seemed quite eager to spread her naked figure along the examination couch, exposing her lightly furred young vulva to her teacher's gaze, smiling at every touch of Lisa's hand. Licentious behaviour by the pupils was strictly controlled at Lawnswood, but the teachers often took advantage of their students lewd desires, so Miss Mansfield spent much longer shaving off Christine's pussy covering than she'd done with the others. The stinging aftershave was too much for the schoolgirl's sensitive quim and she climaxed noisily on the table. Miss Mansfield picked up a slipper to smack the freshly shaved mound as the youngster squirmed through a huge relentless orgasm. Anne was at last able to take her turn, calmly mounting the examination couch, spreading her slender thighs wide at Miss Mansfield's direction. Just like her three young friends, Anne was quickly denuded, her smooth pussy mound shining proudly beneath her tummy, turned slightly pink from the stinging lotion. Standing in a row like small children, with hairless pussy mounds and tight slits fully displayed, contrasting the better developed bosoms on their chests, the four schoolgirls were handed running kit for this mornings activity. There were only satin shorts and vests supplied, no underwear, and when the girls slipped them on, under the watchful eye of their PE teacher, both garments seemed several sizes too small. Lisa assured them they would manage, and tugged up their shorts, cutting the narrow gusset deeply into the soft, hairless vulva of each girl. The running vests had plunging necklines so widely cut that any slight movement made those young breasts burst out all over the place. Actually having to run over country paths dressed like this would probably be so embarrassing for the youngsters, as well as uncomfortable, where the clothing cut into their developing bodies. All four girls were taken into the gymnasium, and lined up while Miss Mansfield opened the small door to let them out. To start them off, the PE teacher said they would be given a good whack with the cane, and she also intended to follow them round after a head start, anyone she caught up to would receive a further caning. Each girl bent over, ready to run down the gymnasium, and when Miss Mansfield applied a full force swing of the cane across their taught buttocks, they set off with a loud squeal, running like mad. After the girls had disappeared, trying desperately to stay in front of their teacher, Lisa opened the bottom drawer of her desk, and removed a pair of love balls. Dropping her own satin shorts, she eased these two devices inside her dripping pussy, forcing their two inch diameter along her hot vaginal sheath. Wiggling her hips as she walked over to the large mirror on her wall, the tingle deep inside thrilling her sensual passions, Miss Mansfield lifted her satin running vest to display her mature breasts, topped with brown nipples. Like those pupils, she also wore no undies, and after she'd twisted both her already erect teats they clearly showed through the fine material of this sports top. Stroking her hands over the neatly trimmed mound, now thrusting forward between staunch, muscular thighs the PE teacher gently shuddered with rising sexual excitement. Controlling crude physical urges, she left her private parts alone, pulling her red satin shorts up, but giving them an extra tug so they sliced into her trembling pussy, clearly exposing that succulent split peach. Picking up a slender cane, Lisa exited the gym through the bottom door as the others had done, setting a security combination lock so they could get back inside later. It didn't take more than ten minutes for Miss Mansfield to catch up with Anne since her little satin shorts rubbed her quim so much she almost reached a climax. The young schoolgirl was pleased to stop running when the teacher actually reached her, although just having to bend over tightened her crotch so much that her thighs started trembling with intense pre-orgasmic passion. Lisa easily observed her pupil was starting to climax, and every time the thin cane whipped across her bottom she tugged her shorts deeper into the central groove. Anne quaked under crashing waves of sexual ecstasy, literally loosing control of herself as she actually wet her pants. Miss Mansfield berated the youngster for wetting herself, calling her a filthy girl, but now directing the cane in between her thighs. The poor schoolgirl yelped with each savage cut to the growing damp patch on her tiny shorts, but it merely added vigour to her intense sexual passion. When Anne got her breath back, she was ordered to remove the damp garment, leaving her naked below the waist, displaying her smooth hairless pubis, then continue running with her shorts taken off. Miss Mansfield rubbed her own throbbing pussy as she watched this half naked schoolgirl running along the edge of a field, thankful that Lawnswood was so nicely secluded from public access. Quickly pulling herself together, she resumed the chase, admiring Anne's beautifully jiggling bare bottom as she caught up with her again, slashing a few cuts at the soft cheeks before she sprinted past. Five minutes later Lisa was catching up to Rebecca Moore, a large breasted girl, the biggest in her class, and there was no way her little running vest could contain those plentiful boobs. Numerous times they'd slipped out into the open, bouncing about freely on her chest, and she'd demurely tucked them away. Eventually though she was fed up trying to keep her modesty, and just left them out in the fresh air, fully exposed. This was the first time in years Rebecca had been outside with her boobs unsupported, she'd always worn a bra since she was eleven, never savouring the immeasurable freedom of unrestrained breast flesh. Every time her tits bounced against her chest, pulling those globes, heavily engorged nipples hardened even more. Flashes of intense passion raced through this youngster's tummy into her hairless crotch, where the tight satin shorts rubbed painfully along her shaven cunny slit. Totally lost in her acute sexual euphoria, Rebecca didn't notice her teacher's approach until the cane whipped across her bottom. Spinning round with her tits hanging out, the poor girl nearly fell over as she was still running. Miss Mansfield really told her off for blatant immodesty, then ordered her to remove the inadequate running vest completely, making her lean backwards against a nearby farm gate. With her arms threaded through the bars Rebecca's ample chest was thrust forward in unhampered exposure, and Miss Mansfield started tapping the erect nipples with her cane. The poor schoolgirl felt the pain increasing slowly in her titties as they were hit harder while the teacher explained that since she brazenly offered these exquisite breasts, she could now take her coming beating on them. Rebecca squealed as the cane slashed down viciously across tender breast flesh, sinking into the soft tissue, raising bright purple weals on both globes as Miss Mansfield whipped her young titties. With intense pain throbbing in her chest, the poor schoolgirl set off running again, carrying her satin top in her hand, forbidden by the teacher to cover up those red striped titties. Each stride made Rebecca's breasts bounce again, adding to the anguish in her punished flesh as her youthful bosom wobbled about indecently. Much further along this cross country course, Christine Hunt and Judy Waterfield were well into the wooded section, being superior athletes in their normal activities. Knowing they would be miles in front of the others, both girls stopped in a huge clearing for a rest, sinking down onto an ornamental wooden bench once donated by Victoria Cooney, a former student at Lawnswood. Catherine held her hands between her thighs, squeezing her pussy as she grumbled about the tight gusset cutting into her quim. She said it had put so much pressure onto her little slit that she was almost coming, running along dressed like this. Standing up, she stripped naked then sat down with her legs spread to wank her hot hairless pussy while her friend watched eagerly. Seeing another young schoolgirl stroking freshly shaved cunt lips, easing those delicate warm sex petals open, turned Judy on so much she dropped her satin running shorts while she watched. Rubbing her own bald quim, Judy slipped a finger gently along the warm slit, frigging her erect clitoris, thrusting her hips forward at each touch. Following quiet remarks from her friend Judy placed one foot on the bench spreading wide. Christine gently encouraged her friend to frig herself faster now her passion was rising, finally making her beg to have her vagina thoroughly poked. While Christine slid two long fingers deep into her own vulva, she eased her other index finger into Judy's sweet little cunny, so invitingly spread before her face. Both youthful schoolgirl's masturbated uninhibitedly till they were panting in mutual orgasm, shoving their loins forward as fingers rammed deep into squelching holes. Judy lowered herself slowly onto the bench as her legs gave way, draping her thigh over Christine's, neither girl concerned about their lascivious sexual exposure, nor aware that they were being observed. Miss Mansfield had taken a detour to catch up with her remaining two charges, having a fair opinion of what they would get up to once they were in front. She'd crept through some bushes right opposite their little rendezvous place, just in time to watch Judy drop her shorts, remaining hidden from view as the two girls masturbated carelessly. While they relaxed, savouring warm post orgasmic tremors Lisa quietly emerged, moving towards them, placed the end of her cane into Christine's central groove, and gradually pressed against her still throbbing clitty. The schoolgirl was deep in her sexual stupor, taking several long minutes to register that pleasure in her clit was being replaced with increasing pain, and when her eyes opened, she was shocked at seeing the PE teacher stood over her. Miss Mansfield gave them a thorough dressing down, calling them revolting filthy sluts for getting undressed in public, then obscenely masturbating that way like uncontrollable animals in heat. Judy was instructed to strip off her running vest, leaving her completely naked like Christine then both girls had to bend over the bench for a promised caning. Six really vicious strokes whipped across each of the girl's bare bottoms, cutting deeply into the firm flesh, making them cry out with each cruel cut. Miss Mansfield now announced that they could look forward to being prickled, ordering the girls to place their hands behind their heads as she marched them both over to a holly bush on the edge of the clearing. Several low branches stuck well out from this bush, and these two schoolgirls were ordered to put their legs astride one of them lowering their hairless pussy slit onto those spiked leaves. While these young pupils were suffering severe discomfort from the holly leaves between their firm thighs even worse things were in store, as Miss Mansfield caned the soft buttocks so nicely presented before her. Each stinging cut forced the girls to lunge forward, dragging their open pussy along those sharp holly points and moving them closer to the large main bush. Eventually their pubescent bodies were pressed up against a solid wall of cruel prickly foliage, where every single reaction to the teacher's cane made them punish themselves further. Hot thrusting cunnies were shaken backward and forward across the holly branch, prominent pubic mounds, now shaven completely smooth were pressed against long fiendish spikes at each involuntary spasm. The girls launched their whole frame forward to escape the vicious stinging cuts laid across their backsides, despite the severe agony caused by shoving their tummy into the holly. Even their lovely breasts, topped with hard pink nipples, were savaged by the heartless bush in front of them, especially while Miss Mansfield pushed her hand between both the girl's shoulder blades. There wasn't any serious damage caused to their delicate figures, merely tiny surface skin scratches, but such minor irritation on sensitive flesh magnified the torment. Inevitably the affliction of their private parts had a profound effect and both young schoolgirls orgasmed helplessly. Christine and Judy climbed off their agonizing perch, obediently following Miss Mansfield over to the bench, and standing behind the ornate metal supports. The wooden laths on this seat were all supported by a wrought iron frame, the legs cast in the shape of a knight fighting either a dragon, or a snake. The tail of these creatures curved upwards to support the back of the seat, and the very end section, about nine inches long, protruded even further. Two of the tails stuck out horizontally, while the other two were angled upward about thirty degrees, and all the metalwork was red lacquered, leaving it shiny and smooth. These two girls knew what was about to befall them, it was a fairly regular punishment some of the teachers enjoyed inflicting on their students, especially for indecent behaviour. The youngsters turned their backs towards the bench, bending over, and quietly allowing Miss Mansfield full freedom to position their exposed genitals against the protruding metalwork. Carefully spreading the sex petals of each schoolgirl, Lisa nestled the narrow, rounded end into their vaginal entrance, gripped their hips, then forced them backwards. Judy squealed as she was penetrated by this metal dildo, but Christine only panted with rising sexual passion as it slid deeper along her love tube. Soon both schoolgirls were fully impaled on the long snake tails, and the cruel teacher began to slide them backwards and forwards, deeply fucking each juvenile pussy. After several minutes of this gentle masturbation, these girls were pulled completely off their ravishing dildoes, and ordered to turn round. Miss Mansfield next instructed them to rub their filthy pussy against the other snake tail, the one pointing upwards. After they'd massaged their pubic mound, shaven and hairless, they had to rub the metal along their damp central groove, both girls flinching when it crossed the hot button of their erect clitoris. Finally, however, the smooth hard metal reached the youngster's pouting love mouth and each one had to force her slender wet vagina slowly down the fat iron phallus. Lisa Mansfield stepped back to admire the lovely erotic sight of these two young schoolgirls impaled on two ornate metal supports, just like a lewd scene from those pornographic novels she'd given them to copy earlier. In actual fact, that was the origin of this particular piece of woodland furniture, an innocent enough object on its own, but with so much lustful potential. Victoria Cooney, a former girl of Lawnswood who had presented the school with this gift, had been a special favourite of Miss Mansfield, and enjoyed reading the teacher's varied porno collection whenever possible. One of those erotic novels about convent life featured a detailed illustration of a young nun mounted on just such a bench, so much had it turned Victoria on, she'd had a copy specially fabricated. Many of the students had discovered how useful this kind donation could be, either for solitary masturbation, or when larger groups of the more sexually adventurous pupils organised a get together. Miss Mansfield had often watched first formers undergo initiation ceremonies in this clearing, the poor youngsters being lifted up, then impaled on the cold metal snake tails. It wasn't unusual for a young girl's virginity to be taken by the heartless iron dildo, while the older schoolgirls cheered their victim's cries, and the resulting blood soaked thighs. The two present recipients of this treatment were by no means virgins though, their widely stretched pussy now on display also to Rebecca and Anne as they entered the clearing, themselves only half dressed. They stood quietly during the final beating of their friends, as the vicious bamboo whipped across their bare bottoms, and every jerk rocked their poor quim. The next stage of this unusual cross country run was started when Rebecca and Anne had removed the remainder of their brief running outfits, leaving them as naked as their two friends. Four lovable female forms, totally unclothed, pranced out of the clearing onto a narrow path that led to a steep incline, their delicate figures moving with masterful grace. This wide, smooth slope proved quite a problem for the girls to negotiate, as it always did during the damp weather, since a stream that ran near the top always flooded this area. The surface was slick with wet mud, extremely slippery when only wearing trainers, and about three quarters of the slope was all anyone could manage before sliding back. Lisa encouraged the girls with her cane, whipping their upturned buttocks as they scampered on all fours, or slipped, and slid down on their tummy. Eventually Miss Mansfield called a halt, allowing these girls to rest for a few moments, but they had to remain seated at the base of the hill, their bottoms resting in the sticky mud. Obediently spreading their thighs, these schoolgirls displayed their private parts to the teacher, who watched avidly as four hairless pussies sank deeper into the thick slime. She ordered the pupils to pitch from side to side, working themselves further into the sludge and forcing the thick mud into their cunny. Lisa now wanted them each to slide right down the slope from the top, allowing them to take the easy ascent along the side before sitting on the crest of the steep hill. Resting their hands on their knees, legs straight out in front of them, each girl rocked forward till she slithered all the way down, landing in the mud puddle. Miss Mansfield insisted they repeat the descent with feet further apart each time, leaned forward much more as well to grasp their legs. This increasingly open stance presented greater areas of their soft genitals to the rough surface of the ground, which despite its wetness was still very gritty. Their outer labia were severely stretched, and large stones gouged the delicate sex groove painfully. When they landed at the bottom, Miss Mansfield insisted on inspecting their vulva, pushing her hand between the girl's thighs, deep into the sticky quagmire they were sat in. When she moved her hand upwards, great quantities of mud were forced between the already stretched labia of the shaven quim, pressing up against each girlish love mouth. Lisa then worked her fingers into the vaginal entrance, prodding mud through the tight hole, and along the delicate inner passage, repeatedly forcing more filth inside. She also penetrated the hot little anal ring, easing it open with a finger, then packing huge amounts of sloppy muck into the little child's sensitive rectum. The teacher next told them to slide down on their tummy, dragging their pubic mound upward, and scraping the underside of both firm titties along the ground. Having to traverse this hill headfirst on their next descent dragged erect nipples painfully over gritty soil covered in tiny stones. Again and again those four compliant schoolgirls slid their naked bodies down the muddy slope into the pool below, each time having their most private parts fondled and spitefully abused. Gradually both lower holes became packed solid with this sticky mud, painfully stretching internal passages wide open as if stuffed like a goose. Miss Mansfield now called a halt to the proceedings, directing the girls to return back to school, though still without their clothing. They weren't allowed to wipe the dirt from their bodies either, so as they ran, delicate flesh rubbed against wet gritty skin, chafing and scratching painfully. Each young girl's rectum and vulva was similarly scoured by harsh grains of sand rammed inside them, moving around with every step. Arriving back at the gymnasium Lisa ordered the girls to assemble in the showers, removing their trainers to leave them absolutely naked as they stood in line. Miss Mansfield said that since they were totally filthy they should be fully hosed down before taking their shower, and she would also clean out their insides as well. Taking the hosepipe from the wall, Lisa carefully set it on warm, using a soft spray to wash all the dirt from their lovely figures as each girl turned round in front of her. With their bodies nice and clean on the outside, Lisa instructed her subservient charges to kneel down on all fours, with their bottoms raised, presenting the delicate area of their crotch to her view. Miss Mansfield now inspected the vulva of each girl, thrilling to the sight of fully packed vaginal passageways, widely stretching young love mouths. With her knees parted, the schoolgirl's complete little pussy was on display, shaven entirely hairless so nothing at all was hidden from the teacher's avid gaze. Gently squeezing the trigger of the hosepipe upto halfway, Lisa sprayed the parted labia of the first girl for a few moments, then slowly adjusted the nozzle to a much stronger, more compact jet of warm water. This was directed along the central groove, massaging the delicate labia, and large erect clitoris, then working gently around the pouting vaginal entrance of this kneeling girl. Gradually, Miss Mansfield worked more than half of the packed dirt out of Christine Hunt's pussy hole before she moved on to Judy Waterfield, leaving the remaining mud rammed against her cervix, still stretching her vagina widely. Judy took her pussy cleaning calmly, but Rebecca and Anne were both panting when their clitoris was attacked with that strong water jet, even more so when warm water bubbled round their spread vaginal mouth. Miss Mansfield now used the large brass nozzle to finish cleaning out her first pupil's dirty cunny, sliding the massive shaft into Christine's vagina like a solid dildo, then squeezing the trigger with short bursts. Jet after jet of warm water blasted powerfully into the schoolgirl's pussy, like a prick coming again and again, flushing out the last traces of mud from her most private places. The remaining three girls suffered having their pussies pressure cleaned with those concentrated water jets, which pounded against the tightly closed orifice of their cervix. Now that everyone had a squeaky clean pussy, Miss Mansfield turned her attention to the schoolgirls dirt packed bottom, telling them she would now squirt several jets of water through their puckered little anus to start things off. Pressing the brass nozzle against each pink anal ring until it just indented a little, Lisa pulled the trigger several times to dampen the girl's inner chamber. Returning to Christine, Lisa told her to relax while she was fully penetrated, and slowly pushed the massive brass nozzle of the hosepipe right through her straining, girlish bottom, deep into her rectum. Allowing a while for her to grow accustomed to the intrusion, Miss Mansfield eased the metal dildo in and out a little, then warned her young charge to prepare for her first injection. Christine moaned as lukewarm water flowed slowly into her rectal sheath, the teacher gradually letting pressure increase as she squeezed harder on the trigger. Depressing the lever fully for just a moment, Miss Mansfield gave Christine an enormous blast of water to stir up the liquid inside her little tummy. Reaching between the schoolgirl's spread thighs with her hand, Lisa massaged a growing bulge just above that bald pubic mound, thrilling at the prospect of making it really swell. Before she was finished with these four miscreants, they'd be all bloated up like an expectant mother, each one with a huge belly. The next girl to have her bottom filled was Judy Waterfield, deep moans escaping her throat as warm water jetted inside her rectum, stretching her belly downwards. The remaining two girls were each treated the same, then Lisa returned to Christine, and began once more to blast water into her bottom, moving down the line of soft female rear ends over and over again. After twenty minutes, every one of the schoolgirls was straining to hold back the heavy flood of dirty liquid that threatened to burst from her toiling bottom. Miss Mansfield walked up and down behind the four raised haunches of her kneeling pupils, admiring this erotic presentation of open thighs, revealing all their clean shaven vulva's, slightly gaping with helpless passion. Each normally prominent pubic mound pushed backwards by the hanging belly, stretched tight with the enormous volume of warm water that had been forced inside it. Lisa flicked the struggling bottoms with her cane, telling each young girl to prepare for release, then whipped a vicious cut across their poor buttocks, forcing them to lose control. Four great jets of filthy water shot right across the shower's tiled floor, each schoolgirl panting with relief as her bowels emptied, despite the deep shame of having to perform such an intimate function in front of others who were also in this same predicament. Miss Mansfield announced her satisfaction with the students inner cleanliness, instructing them to shower properly, then get dressed in their uniform again. Lisa was extremely turned on by these recent erotic exploits with growing young schoolgirls who were unable to offer any resistance whatever to her most bizarre directions. She could feel her pussy twitching faster as she watched their lithe bodies turn under the shower spray, skin glistening with soapsuds, as firm hands gently massaged punished flesh. Keeping her passion hidden was difficult enough when the girls showered, but when Christine and Judy asked for some soothing cream for their sore pussy, she almost climaxed on the spot. These youngsters were openly masturbating while they rubbed antiseptic along their vulva's, stroking the hard clitoris and sliding two fingers deep into their vagina. Finally the young girls went back to their dormitory for a short rest before lunch, being told to assemble in the senior common room at one o'clock. Lisa Mansfield was pleased to be alone finally, stripping off her running vest and gripping her hot throbbing titties in both hands as she let out a lengthy, tortured sigh. Erect nipples stuck out, solid brown buttons of sexuality, and she pinched them viciously, watching her own reflection as she twisted the teats round. Every gasp of pain excited her more, flashing directly to her hot pussy as it throbbed in between her thighs, hidden by her satin shorts. Desperately she needed to be naked, with her sensual figure fully displayed to her view, and to her slim fingers, so the shorts had to be pulled down and thrown in the corner. Lisa admired her bare reflection in the mirror, a female figure in the peak of physical condition from all her exercise while teaching these young girls. However, it was the fervent sexuality which attracted her strong, lustful responses at the moment, the prominent pubic mound, deep central groove, and pouting lips making her tingle at the sight. Slender fingers stroked along the wet slit, touching gently over the erect clitoris, her imagination running wildly through erotic portrayals of a young girl's clandestine masturbation. She easily pictured herself as a student caught performing illicit sex acts, the teacher vindictively making her pinch her sensitive clitoris. Twisting her breasts viciously under her mentor's cruel direction Lisa threatened herself with a severe caning on her bare bottom. Fetching her slender cane from the changing room, Miss Mansfield played two totally different characters when she brutally whipped the bamboo across her own backside with a practised backhand cut, while timidly pulling the fleshy labia of her pussy. Many patient hours had been spent over the years perfecting self chastisement, her bottom regularly punished for any slightest transgression she committed against her personal high standards. This was the guide provided by her father, punishment for error, and the intolerance of personal sexual pursuits. Frequently she'd been found touching herself, and was then dragged before a mirror, exposed as she was now, her father beating her rear end with a cane as she bashfully continued the stimulation under her father's orders. Masturbation still held those early misgivings, buried deep in her personality by repeated warnings and chastisement. Whenever indecent feelings overpowered her resolve, and she succumbed to wanking herself off in the privacy of her own room, guilt forced her to inflict these severe punishments on herself. While she hated the strict control her father had exercised, being delighted to escape to university when she was nearly eighteen, then secure a teaching position for herself at this prestigious girl's school, she still insisted her standards remain high. That determination was extremely difficult to live upto, especially for a flourishing young woman, propelled by intense sexual urges, and she often failed miserably. However, rigorous beatings like this eased her conscience, and she whipped herself harder as she watched her own fingers assault and torment those delicate private places. Relentlessly her passion spiralled with each cut of the slender bamboo, pain crashing into pleasure, finally exploding in orgasm as her legs gave way, and she slipped to the tiled floor. Warmth oozed through her veins, soft residual tingles scurrying across her sensitised bosom, and faint swirling turmoil merging in her pussy. Lost in a hazy euphoria Lisa slowly rose from the floor, gently stroking both firm breasts, massaging her wet cunny, and drifting towards the door. Once outside of the changing rooms Lisa moved slowly down the quiet school corridors, deserted now that most pupils were home for the weekend, teachers too had all left the premises after a hard week's education work. Several times before Lisa Mansfield had walked naked back to her room in the residential block, usually following a hot passionate wanking session in her office. Previously it had been during the early hours of the morning, everyone was sound asleep and lengthy corridors were all comfortingly dark. This occasion was different though, nearly midday, with sunlight streaming through the window openings as she walked past them, and nowhere to hide her nudity. Excitement raced through Lisa's system, heart beating with panic, head dizzy at the horrid thought of being caught publicly exposed without any clothes on at all. She would be sternly punished when she finally reached her room, if someone didn't notice her first. Normal chastisement of her bare bottom just wouldn't suffice this time though, and Miss Mansfield could easily imagine herself laid backwards over her bed, knees raised then widely parted to reveal her prominent love mound. The slender cane would viciously strike across the raised pubis, curling down between her legs to torment fleshy, pouting sex lips. Lisa gasped at each envisioned cut over the centre of her female sexuality, closing her eyes to visualise every detail of this crude tableau, and pinching sharp nails into her juicy labia with each stroke of the cane. Suddenly she bumped against something, finding her arms pinned securely to her sides, and she was gazing into the face of the caretaker, Gordon Palmer. "Well, what have we here? Someone's been very naughty." mused the caretaker, surveying the nude figure in his grasp. Miss Mansfield seemed powerless to prevent this man turning her slightly to view the bright cane marks across her bare bottom, total inner turmoil leaving her unable even to speak. Lisa just whimpered when strong fingers ran across her silky buttocks, the caretaker holding onto one elbow to easily restrain her, then she felt him dip his hand into the dampness concealed between her thighs. Pulling carefully on the PE teacher's arm, Gordon Palmer led her slowly towards the gymnasium, suggesting they have a nice quiet talk before deciding wether to see the headmistress. Under the man's dexterous inquiry Lisa revealed how she'd only recently left the changing rooms for a quick sprint to her own room, to fetch something she'd mislaid. Regaining her composure just a little, Miss Mansfield apologised, saying she had thought no-one was about, and was really sorry for this shameless state of undress. Mr Palmer said she would shortly be even sorrier, dragging her into the changing rooms, and asking where the cane was that had marked her lovely bottom so recently. Lisa took him into the shower area, handing over the slim bamboo, then bending obediently when Mr Palmer decreed six fierce strokes as a start to the proceedings. Miss Mansfield gasped as each hard lash bit deeply into soft, tender flesh, maintaining the required position of presenting her bottom. Standing behind those freshly whipped cheeks, the caretaker ran his fingers along the red weals as they turned slowly purple, then touched the woman's ankle with his foot to make her spread her legs wide apart. Lisa hated being displayed so openly, especially to male eyes, since nothing could be hidden of her most secret, feminine places. Gordon Palmer held his palm against the presented quim, pressing the clammy wetness, curving his finger upwards to gouge that soft dripping slit, then sliding two stiff digits deep inside. The PE teacher groaned with rising passion as she was frigged, freely explaining all that had happened this morning, including how she'd given the girl's enema washouts with the hosepipe. Mr Palmer announced that she deserved the same treatment, since she'd been very naughty, walking around school corridors with no clothes. Lisa was ordered to stretch up and hold the water pipe above her head, keeping both hands apart, but also spreading her feet widely, displaying her female charms. She gasped as the caretaker slid the cold brass nozzle inside her tight bum hole, pushing it right up, then tying it in place using a skipping rope. There was no way it would fall out now, neither could Miss Mansfield push it out from her rectum, it would remain secured up her bottom throughout her coming ordeal. Gordon Palmer surveyed his helpless captive, suspended naked in the shower area of the gymnasium, then laughed while she wriggled when warm water flowed into her little bottom. Lisa whined as more and more fluid streamed through her rectum, gurgling inside as it flooded up her colon, slowly filling and stretching her tummy. The caretaker now turned off the hosepipe, coming around to fondle Lisa's distended belly where it started bulging out above her trimmed pubic mound. The pain inside her tummy was very uncomfortable, especially when Mr Parker pressed and wobbled the protruding lump, but even worse was the humiliation of male hands feeling each secret part of her female form, without being able to resist. Gordon Palmer relished these unusual occasions, when he had opportunity to inflict enema punishments on young females. Careful timing ensured he regularly cleaned the showers when a class was just leaving, often enabling him to watch naked young girls washing their small nubile bodies. The teachers never complained about his presence in the changing rooms while their pupils were still undressed, rather, they used this as a lever to hurry everybody, saying they shouldn't dawdle. Quite often there was a straggler, a single girl who couldn't get herself organised, and was miles behind everyone else, eventually getting left, after the others had gone. The caretaker's presence in the showers while they were naked, trying to get washed, never failed to intimidate these young ones though, and they were quite usually the bumbling ones who didn't fit into the class. Spraying their bodies with the hosepipe, often with icy water, didn't help them to hurry either, and he would barrage them with crude veiled innuendo's, threatening all sorts of penalties if they didn't get moving before he reached them. Very occasionally, he would detect genuine trepidation coupled with a respectful submissiveness, and this was the perfect combination for his vulgar purpose. Feigning complete exasperation, he would grab the child by the neck, order her to bend over, place the hosepipe nozzle against her anal ring and squirt water into her defenceless little bottom. He loved the way they squealed and wriggled as warm liquid streamed into their insides, gradually swelling their tummy while he reprimanded them for their dilatory attitude. Assuring them that a good inner wash would liven them up, he then flooded their belly till they nearly burst from the internal pressure, finally squatting them over the drains to empty their filthy insides. Miss Mansfield now suffered that same fate, spread out for the caretaker's indecent enjoyment of her vulnerable figure, which he found more agreeable for being slightly older than the normal pupils. Gripping her ample breasts with both hands, Mr Palmer dug his fingers into the supple flesh, twisted those firm globes painfully, and rubbed his loins against the teacher's plump, hairy pubis. Lisa now cringed at his obscene threat to push his obviously erect cock inside her cunny when her belly was properly filled up, then fuck her while even more water was forced into her arse. The PE teacher pleaded for mercy, total loathing at the thought of this man mating with her churning deep in her insides, despite its already distressed state. Whimpering, crying, and appealing to this powerful man, Miss Mansfield spared nothing in her desperation to escape her promised fate, offering the caretaker anything else he wanted. Speedy relief was tempered somewhat when she was asked to trade two of her girls for her own deliverance, but intense revulsion at suffering like that forced her to accept these conditions. Having escaped getting raped made small difference to her position though since Gordon Palmer still continued to eagerly molest her exposed nudity. The wide hosepipe nozzle was still jammed up inside her bottom as well, continually letting warm water flood into her rectum and gradually stretching her tummy. Lisa hung on to the overhead pipe as her knees started giving way when the caretaker crouched down right in front of her and licked her erect clitoris, while twisting her solid nipples. The bulge in front of her was now drum tight, bloated like a poor expectant mother, ready to give birth, and the internal pressures she imagined, were just as painful. The poor young woman wept and pleaded with Mr Palmer to turn the water off before she tore open entirely, but he left her suffering for a few moments more before he finally agreed to her desperate request. Closing her eyes, the PE teacher tried fighting the terror welling up inside the deeper reaches of her mind. Although Mr Palmer had turned the water off, he continued playing with her defenceless female charms, teasing her to sexual heights, and he could easily turn it back on again. This wasn't the first time the teacher had been given a rigorous enema like this, memories of her dad's strict punishment routines drawing a panorama of debauched excess inside her tortured brain. Stringent regulations in her father's household demanded she have no social or physical contact with boys her own age, and when she was caught in an indelicate situation, all hell had broken loose. One of the boys in her class had walked home with her, recklessly putting his arm round her waist as they strolled along, gradually dropping further down until his hand lingered on her firm bottom. Lisa hadn't said anything because this forbidden contact thrilled her every fibre, and years of obedience to a powerful man stopped any thought of rebellion against the young male hand. Outside her front gate, the boy had clutched her into his arms, planting firm lips on hers in one passionate kiss, even insinuating his tongue deep into Lisa's willing mouth. Wandering slowly inside the front entrance in a daydream, the young girl swiftly bumped down toward earth when her father's strong hand gripped her neck. Fearfully, she stared into his enraged face, hardly hearing the sharp stream of abuse directed at her as he vented his fervent anger verbally. Tony Mansfield calmed down very quickly, he usually did, noticing another excellent opportunity to punish, and humiliate his wife's young daughter, since he was actually her stepfather. Several of his drinking friends had called round earlier, for this afternoon was their regular poker session, so he dragged poor Lisa into the lounge for a bit of fun with her. Carefully he explained how he'd watched her disgusting behaviour with the young boy right outside her own front gate, fervid kissing and letting him maul her body. Everyone agreed that it couldn't be allowed to go by unpunished, but wanted to examine the evidence further, asking to see if Lisa had been sexually excited by the boy's lewd attentions. Under her father's direction, Lisa unfastened her blue gingham school dress and allowed it to fall round her feet, leaving her in white vest, dark navy blue cotton knickers, and long white socks. Folding the dress neatly, and placing it on a chair, the young girl now stood before her father's friends, hands behind her head in the posture required during her step-father's discipline sessions. Burly male hands stroked along her soft thighs, pushing against the insides, making Lisa spread both feet wide apart, leaving a gap at the top of her legs, fully displaying her knicker gusset. Tony Mansfield sat back to watch his three friends exploit the poor schoolgirl's helplessness, one hand rubbing her crotch through the navy cotton school knickers which he insisted she wore as part of her uniform while she was at school. Another male hand worked beneath a tight elasticated leg band, and was fondling this girl's firm buttocks, squeezing the soft flesh, and pulling the cheeks apart to expose the warm central groove. Lisa cringed with shame as one of these beastly men commented on her damp pussy, then the third scoundrel suggested they now examine the girl's nipples to see if they were erect with sexual excitement. Standing behind her, the man pulled the white vest out of her knickers, then slowly lifted it higher, gradually revealing more of her chest, until her small adolescent titties were on display. Sure enough, the girl's nipples were now solid peaks of dark pink flesh, which was hardly surprising since her pussy and her bottom were both being fondled. Just to collect undisputed evidence, the man pinched Lisa's teats really hard for several minutes, and she gasped in pain. The others slowly pulled down her knickers, slid a finger along the warm slit, then pushed it into Lisa's tight vagina which dripped with girlie love juice. All three of them pronounced her sexually aroused as a result of the boy's lecherous attentions, warning her that this promiscuous involvement with young men could get her pregnant. They suggested that Tony arrange a moderate punishment straight away, supporting their decision, then schedule a more serious session for Lisa the next weekend. Tony Mansfield agreed that his daughter should have a good beating with a slipper right now, then visit their fitness centre for a punishment training period. Lisa next had her cotton vest and her navy knickers removed completely, leaving only three quarter white socks to emphasise her childishness. Placing chairs next to the dining table, her father's friends instructed her to stand on two of them which were spaced a yard apart, then to bend over and place her hands on the table. Modesty was now completely denied the girl, as this posture fully exposed all those charming special places young ladies like to keep secret. Gathering behind the beautifully presented, near naked youngster these four adults surveyed her hairless crotch, soft, smooth, and fully shaven from pubic line to puckered anus. Lisa's father insisted on this young girl being kept bald between her legs, maintaining that body hair was solely for married women, and then only if permitted by their husbands. A depilated pubic mound, and smooth labia, reminded any female of her childish submission to the male of their household, including any visitors that might happen to be present. Tony gave his friends some short cocktail sticks, asking them to spread his daughter's quim while he fetched a slipper from upstairs, leaving them alone with the almost naked schoolgirl. Lisa hated being put on display like this, having the delicate pink inner flesh spread before the gaze of strangers, although this wasn't the first time she'd been put on exhibition this way. It was also quite painful, those sharpened wooden sticks being wedged in between her slender outer sex lips after the men had parted them with their fingers. Six cocktail sticks forced her central slit to gape apart widely, and Lisa hoped she wouldn't be asked to walk around, propped open like this. Although her father could be quite cruel to her, these friends of his were sometimes even worse, especially when leaving his daughter alone with them. Tony Mansfield often left the child in the care of his drinking partners, indifferent to their brutal treatment of her, since he regarded the girl as just another poor female provided for his pleasure. Just now, he was occupied with his wife Stella, Lisa's real mum, whom he'd married several years earlier, and treated with similar fiendish disregard to Lisa. Spread eagle on the large master bed, Stella Mansfield was naked, two pillows beneath her bottom thrusting upward her smooth shaven pubic mound, completely hairless like her daughter's cunny, fully offered to anyone entering the bedroom. At the moment, her vagina was stuffed with her husband's large erection, the moist delicate cavity stretched to its limit with each savage thrust as his knob rammed into her cervix. Stella knew what was happening downstairs in the lounge, where her husband's boozy, card playing mates took every advantage of this household's servile, available females. She'd been securely tied down to this bed as prize for the winner of the men's planned card game, and when she'd heard her daughter arrive home, then her father's angry outburst, she knew the young girl would also suffer this afternoon. Lisa shuddered as the men freely stroked her available charms, slipping strong fingers into her tight vagina, and another through her puckered rosebud anus. Quietly they warned her that this weekend would be very memorable for her, since they intended her father to be kept busy all day. The following Saturday morning, Lisa was driven into town by her father for the promised punishment training session at the local fitness centre that he sometimes visited with his old colleagues from work. Just before they'd left home, a phone call disrupted Tony's carefully made plans to have some fun with the young girl, requiring him to pop into work and sort out something important. Since all the arrangements had been made with the chief coach at the fitness centre, and the special charges paid in advance, Tony was persuaded to leave his daughter with them, for the day. After he'd finished with work he could join in the entertainment during the rest of the session, and maybe even repeat some of the really interesting routines they had lined up for the young schoolgirl. Lisa was duly handed over to a pair of well muscled instructors, each taking her elbow, then escorting the youngster into a warmly decorated room, whose central piece of furniture, a black leather massage table, filled the girl with dread. Ordering their charge to turn around so they could assess her these two young men spoke as if she weren't even there, discussing her immature young frame with callous disregard for her feelings. Standing behind her, one of the men casually reached round and unbuttoned the front of her blue gingham dress, telling his associate how much he enjoyed the younger customers, with their delicate physiques. He then dropped her dress to leave Lisa in just white cotton vest, and navy blue, cotton school knickers. This limited covering did nothing to keep the girl's modesty intact, since the man behind her now suggested checking out her titties, quickly lifting up the hem of her vest, brazenly displaying her firm pear shaped bosom. Stepping forward, his colleague fondled the offered globes, squeezing and pinching the young flesh, then reaching down to slide the helpless girl's school knickers right to her ankles. Pulling upwards, they easily removed her white vest, then told her to step out of her knickers before finally taking off her three quarter length, white virgin socks and black school shoes. Completely unclothed before two men she'd never seen before, the poor schoolgirl shuddered with shame at her exposure, made even worse when they ordered her to clamber up onto the black leather table. Starting with her hands and feet those two young males commenced a full body massage of this girl, working along her arms and legs with fragrant oils, digging their strong fingers deep into youthful muscle. Directing conversation towards their subject now, the two instructors carefully detailed the extent of this preliminary massage, saying it was to diminish her tensions. Actually, their descriptions of pummelling her tiny breasts, manipulating her prominent pubic mound, and groin areas, then stretching her tight vaginal entrance and anal ring, proved to have the opposite effect. Sexual yearning was rising up inside the youngster at their blatantly erotic discussions of her tender private parts, and those firm male hands across her dainty flesh, squeezing and pressing, just turned her on wildly. Working across the girl's ribcage, the instructor made her plead to have her hot little titties rubbed really hard, then nearly twisted them off. The other instructor had now reached Lisa's hairless pubic mound, gripping that fleshy prominence with strong fingers, he squeezed harder and harder as he told the young girl that little trollops like she was deserved teaching a thorough lesson. Lisa was almost coming as they turned her over, leaving the stimulation of front erogenous zones to concentrate on her buttocks. Forcing the solid cheeks to spread, the men poured warm oil down the central groove then dipped in to caress it into the buttocks, and strong thighs. Each time the instructor delved between her spread legs, fingers either stroked slowly along the central groove, touching the most sensitive female flesh or dragged her already pouting lips apart. Lisa was floating by the time one strong finger penetrated deeply into her cunny, sliding further in as a thumb rubbed across erect clitoral flesh at the apex of her slit. The youngster was panting strongly, moaning with passion as her immature pussy was frigged by expert hands, and she hardly noticed a second finger pressing against her tight anal sphincter. Oiled flesh gave way easily to the invader delving into the young rectum, the practised touches, flitting across every sensitive nerve hidden inside her bottom. Orgasmic flashes blurred her senses as the instructor showed Lisa a large plastic phallus, explaining that this was an anal stopper designed to be shoved up her bottom, enabling them to administer large volume enema treatments. The youngster's eyes bulged during the next few moments as full realisation of her impending torment slowly dawned. There was no way such a massive shaft could probe easily through her tiny anus, and Lisa gasped when the instructor squeezed a rubber bulb, explaining that once inserted, the bottom of the phallus would be inflated to seal her entrance watertight. The two men fastened broad leather straps around the young girl's upper thighs, keeping her legs open, and another strap across her back to secure her to the table. Standing before their powerless captive one of the men made a great display of greasing the heavy shaft, saying how much he enjoyed plugging a young girl's bottom. Lisa could still see the men through the mirrors when they moved behind her, spreading her bottom cheeks apart, that giant phallus sticking up into the air, and its tapered knob end resting on her tightly closed anus. Moans escaped her throat as greater pressure was applied to her bottom, slowly forcing her anal ring to spread wider as the dildo started to obtain entry. After several minutes struggling to introduce that wide shaft, the two men ceased their efforts, telling Lisa she wasn't trying hard enough. Putting down the dildo, and bringing over a slender cane each, the instructors administered six strokes to the girl's bared bottom, reducing her to tears. Once more that cruel phallic device was pressed against the schoolgirl's straining bum to force the tapered glans through her resisting orifice, but it only entered halfway. Assuring poor Lisa they would eventually succeed, the instructors caned her red striped cheeks, then rammed the dildo into her three more times. Finally, after considerable twisting, the rubber stopper breached the schoolgirl's protesting sphincter, slowly penetrating further into her rectum under the insistent pressure from her tormentor's strong hand. Lisa Mansfield felt completely stuffed by this giant imitation prick, and it was several minutes before her bottom had stopped clenching so tightly round the intruding shaft. Gradually her anal muscles relaxed a little, helped along by those two male trainers as they stroked the young girl's exposed hairless pussy, flicking her hard clitoris, and sliding two fingers into her tiny wet quim. Lisa was soon panting with rising sexual passion, rigid muscles standing out on her thighs as a powerful orgasm built up. However, she was left high and dry, when the two males unfastened her from the table, standing Lisa upright between them, callously mauling her flagrantly displayed young body with their strong hot hands. Twisting and pinching her budding breasts, pulling out her puffy labia, and slapping her prominent pubic mound, they berated her lack of control. Dragging her from this room, the instructors marched her along the corridor towards the next punishment stage. Lisa was mortified at being taken from the privacy of the massage room in her present state of undress, then paraded along a public corridor where anyone might observe those womanly charms that all young ladies liked to keep concealed. She couldn't even keep her thighs together to hide her pouting quim, not with that huge fake penis rammed into her bottom, and these men held her arms twisted right up her back, fully presenting her jiggling titties. Several men walked towards them during their journey, and every one would stop and admire her nude figure, with extremely rude comments the youngster wasn't used to hearing. Her escort had no consideration for her modesty, freely inviting those they met to examine their charge's available charms, holding her still while she was groped by male hands. Finally they left the open corridor, entering into an exercise room full of cycles, treadmills, and rowing machines, most of these in use by men of various ages, nowhere was a female to be seen. One of the instructors explained to Lisa that today's sessions were strictly male, an alternate monthly arrangement set up so that those lady members of the club could also enjoy modest physical training privately, just with members of their own sex. Additionally however, this total male environment allowed members to arrange special punishment assignments for naughty girlfriends who needed obedience training, or for their wives, and even young daughters like Lisa could be accommodated. Sometimes their female members availed themselves of the same privacy, putting compliant male partners through many similar, physically exacting routines. Lisa was instructed to invite one of the men on an exercise cycle to pause for a moment while she took his place, and when this man dismounted he explained that he still had ten minutes left on the timer that she could use. The instructor adjusted the tall saddle for Lisa, so that she could stand astride it, extending a narrow peg from the seat, and fitting it carefully into the phallus that was wedged inside her bottom. When the schoolgirl sat down slowly onto this machine, the device clicked into place, locking her fat intruder onto the bicycle's saddle. Someone brought over a padded collar to fasten round her neck, clipping a strap from the silver ring at the back, down to the rear of the machine. Another strap, clipped to the front of the collar, was secured to the handlebars of the cycle, preventing her from rising. The instructors finally secured her feet to the pedals, and her wrists to the handlebars, completely immobilising her. Setting the tensions slightly lower, because she was after all only a child, these men now ordered her to start pedalling, laughing at the weird faces she pulled while she wriggled about on that harrowing saddle. Lisa's superb bottom actually protruded over the inadequate width of the leather seat, providing an unobstructed target to these strange men who she now noticed were all gathering round her. Each one had acquired thick bamboo canes, and as they calmly encouraged Lisa to pedal harder, they flicked her thighs, front and back, then reached in to smack her tummy, and even whipped upwards at her tiny jiggling titties. Recommending that the youngster try this hard to avoid disgusting young boys in future, one of the men stood behind Lisa while the others continued to harass her. Carefully delivering six ruthless strokes to the girl's bare bottom, the man behind watched eagerly as she lunged away from each onslaught, straining herself halfway off the embedded rear dildo. When her muscles would hold no more, she slammed downwards, impaling herself onto that massive phallic shaft, gasping in sheer distress as she sodomised her own bottom. One after the other they whipped their helpless little plaything. Lisa Mansfield sobbed with relief when that timer finally chimed, announcing her release from this heartless torture, and carefully dismounted the punishing exercise cycle. Walking back towards the massage room was even more stressful than the original trip since her blazing bottom advertised the fact that she'd been chastised. Bending over in front of the menacing leather table, Lisa watched as a narrow pipe was connected to the large dildo protruding from her clenched buttocks. One of those instructors assembled various pieces of equipment, attaching a transparent container to a metal tube support about three feet above her head, then attaching that rear pipe to it. Lisa was carefully shown a jug holding two pints of warm water, which the men explained was just the start of this enema treatment she was to receive today. They slowly poured some of the water into the raised container, allowing the air to float out of the conduit, then added the remainder once the system was properly primed. Gravity started to operate on the liquid forcing it gradually along the flexible transparent tubing, and Lisa felt a warm sensation inside her bottom as the water cascaded into her plugged rectum. The sensation of warmth was quite pleasant inside the youngster's tummy, and she had often tolerated warm, two pint enemas from her parents, when they'd thought she needed cleaning. However, that solid stopper wedged into her bottom seemed rather mysterious with such a moderate treatment. Realisation soon began to dawn on the schoolgirl though as one of those men brought over another two pint jug, even before she'd been allowed to discharge that first one. Lisa moaned as she remembered that earlier remark about large volume enema treatments, appreciating now that severe quantities of water were going to be forced into her small tummy. Those cruel men smiled at their captive's look of absolute horror as she fathomed out to some extent their strategy for her, adding to her distress by pointing out how the water was now much hotter than before. They also added four ounces of liquid soap informing the girl that it would accelerate cleaning out any filth attached to the lining inside her belly. Lisa had experienced soap enemas earlier in her young life, and didn't like them at all, specially when she had to hold them for a long time. Liquid soap irritated her tender insides, causing severe stomach cramps, and making her desperately want to bear down, but she knew that wouldn't be lost on her tormentors. When the hotter water started flowing into the stretching internal phallus, Lisa complained that it was burning too much, despite being told to be quiet. Stripping off his brief shorts and vest, one of the instructors climbed onto the massage table in front of the girl, slid his naked body forward, then put his hands on the back of her head. Slowly she was pushed towards a pulsating male cock, having to part her lips, and take his hard fleshy shaft into her mouth. She could hardly utter any sound now while she took a hot soapy enema up her bottom, fellating a total stranger, and suffering his partner's hands roaming over her nude figure. Feeling the schoolgirl's hairless quim with one hand, and squeezing her firm adolescent titties as they hung from her chest this vindictive physical training teacher threatened to transform Lisa's body into an expectant mother. Fearing that she was going to be made pregnant, Lisa struggled helplessly, calming down when he massaged her pendant tummy, realising that all this liquid had started to swell her up. A further four pints of clean hot water, slowly flooding into her belly, produced a sizable lump, sticking out above her bald pubis. Making her stand in front of the large mirrored wall, the men highlighted how she was slowly blossoming. Connecting the rubber bulb onto the protruding end of Lisa's anal stopper, the instructor slowly inflated the expanding base making it swell up on either side of the girl's already stretched hole. This didn't enlarge her widely opened anus any more, though harsh pressure gripped her sphincter muscle in an unyielding hold which made her dildo absolutely watertight. Once more, Lisa was marched down to the exercise room, and this time everyone gathered round, feeling her slightly swollen belly, as well as those other rather interesting girlie places. The instructor placed her on someone's exercise cycle again, strapping her down securely and fixing that enormous dildo onto the saddle. More gadgets were brought across this time, a couple of transparent funnels which slipped over her pointed titties, holding on with some sort of gentle suction when they'd been plugged in. Lisa was forced to raise herself from the saddle while a pear shaped front piece was fitted to it spreading her labia apart, and rubbing a ridged section against her swollen little clitoris. The schoolgirl knew quite well what would happen when she started to pedal the bike, and her sensitive quim rolled across that rough protrusion, it would tickle like fury. However, that's just what she had to do, as the timer was set, and a cane whipped across her bare bottom, spurring her into furious action. Quickly the exercise bike gained speed, and Lisa realised at last what the suction cups were for. As the flywheel went round faster it created a vacuum, pulling her little breasts, and dragging the firm titties further into those two plastic cones. After ten long minutes pedalling her bosom was throbbing in pain, the previously pear shaped titties now enlarged to fill those barbarous funnels. Happily, the pain was slightly offset by Lisa's reaction to that modified saddle as it stimulated her erect clitty, passion rising in her young loins. Tiredness began to set in, the girl's regular speed dropping until a quiet buzzer sounded, then several seconds later Lisa squealed as mild electric current was fed into copper bands around her breasts, and on the saddle. Those brutal plastic funnels were wired to electrocute her tender little titties, that large protrusion on the saddle was copper tipped to fry her clit. Struggling against two agonizing jolts through her most sensitive female places, Lisa's bottom was whipped harder while she learned that only above twenty miles per hour would the current turn off. Faster and faster she pedalled, watching the speedometer climbing slowly as searing hot current burned her breasts and cunny, until finally it clicked off. All the men cheered her heroic efforts, then smiled viciously as the instructor was told to increase each amount on the controller. Lisa sobbed, but still kept pedalling, watching as her tormentors turned up the bottom speed limit, then stepped up the current should she drop below it, and finally spin the vacuum control to nearly full power. Further and further into funnels Lisa's tits were sucked by the increasing pressure, until her erect teats were being drawn down the narrow tube at the end. Noticing another copper ring around this last small constriction, Lisa realised that her jutting nipples would also be electrocuted the next time she slowed down. Several more times during the next half hour the young girl's exertions failed to maintain her speed at the required level, and pulsing electricity raced through each delicate nerve of her bosom and crotch. The youngster was finally allowed to dismount when the punishing pace and constant electric shocks pushed her into a shattering orgasm. First though, she was supported on the vicious power machine for several minutes as she climaxed, strong shocks racing through her nipples and clitoris. Poor Lisa was almost bewildered as the instructor said it was now time to take her training even further, removing her meticulously from the connections to this machine. Leaving the dildo inserted solidly in the child's bottom, the fitness trainer also separated the pipes from her breast cups, maintaining the suction with each distended globe by means of a shut off valve. Lisa's titties were severely stretched, to almost twice their usual size, and keeping the remorseless plastic cones on them made sure they stayed fully inflated like that. The helpless schoolgirl was now escorted down the corridor to a large shower room, fitted with wrist cuffs that were secured firmly to an overhead pipe then padded leather ankle cuffs that stretched her feet apart. Eight men were standing near Lisa's naked body, fully displayed and openly available for their perverted little games, and they spitefully explained each detail of her forthcoming ordeal. Juvenile ladies who behaved indecently with the opposite sex had to be shown the dangers of their carnal actions, and the serious consequences of vulgarity. Pregnancy was a disastrous predicament for a young woman, and could easily put immense pressure on her life. The men demonstrated how adolescent boys behaved without any respect for a girl's feelings, grabbing her swollen labia and yanking them apart that hard, Lisa squealed at the pain, thinking she would tear in half. One of the men held up his middle finger, telling the fearful child that youths loved fingering their girlfriends whenever possible. Reaching inbetween her thighs, he jammed his finger right into her unprepared vagina before she could relax. The man frigged her wet cunny for a while with callous disregard for her moans, then gripped her erect clit and pinched it till she squealed. Saying that these very pleasant feelings could easily encourage Lisa to allow a boy to insert his erection inside her, and then lacking any self control, her lover would climax deep into her vulva, flooding her with virile spunk. Preparation to avoid this critical mistake could only be enhanced by youngsters experiencing the terrible consequences of their bad decisions, actually having to encounter the effects of pregnancy. The instructor next coupled a long hosepipe to Lisa's anal dildo, slowly turned on the valve allowing water to trickle into her bum while he eagerly joined the others to watch the results. Picking up his bamboo cane, and flexing it between his hands, the trainer suggested they might as well warm up the girl's bottom while they were waiting. Each man delivered six strokes onto Lisa's postured cheeks, cutting deep into the pliant flesh, watching lecherously, enjoying this naked schoolgirl's strong thrusts forward. Stopping to admire their work for a while, they turned off the water flow, shamelessly fondling the youngster's swollen belly. Pulling those plastic cones still attached to her inflated titties, they spread them apart painfully on her chest until they pointed in opposite directions. Increasing their cruelty even further, these men took up positions to direct numerous punishing cuts across the child's bloated tummy, slashing at her solid bump. Upward cuts bit deeply into her shaven quim, and they even removed those vicious breast cups to whip her tender bosoms. The water tap was turned on again to continue swelling her childish belly till she resembled nearly 4 months pregnant, then 6 months, then 8 months, eventually she'd even watched her belly button turn inside out. The cruel whipping never stopped, just changed its sensitive target from one tender place on her immature body to another. Finally the poor youngster could contain no more water, her insides could stretch no further as the liquid poured into her gullet, and she vomited helplessly. Laughing at their victim's distress, those ruthless men continued caning the schoolgirl's naked figure while she threw up onto the tiled shower room floor. Jeering at the excrement Lisa now forced right from her bowels, out of her mouth, the spectators said they would expect such a messy childbirth from a filthy slut like her. At last the captive hung from her restraints, gasping for breath, occasionally retching at the foul taste in her mouth. They eased her onto the floor laid on her tummy, then forced her legs widely apart to remove that massive anal stopper rammed into her bottom. Lisa Mansfield was in a very similar position now, though older, she'd been ordered to stretch up and hold onto a water pipe above her head, keeping both hands apart, but also spreading her feet widely, displaying her female charms. The caretaker had inserted the cold brass nozzle of a hosepipe inside her tight bottom hole, pushing it right up, then tied it in place using a skipping rope. Gordon Palmer surveyed his poor helpless captive, suspended naked in the shower area, with her tummy bloated with water, thrilling greatly at her extreme anguish, then pulling the hose out of her tight rear end. Although the caretaker extracted immense pleasure from this teacher's obvious suffering, he couldn't know the depth of her shame as she re-lived her previous childhood experiences. Calmly ordering Miss Mansfield to lie down, he spread her buttock cheeks apart to examine her anal ring, poking his finger through the puckered muscle as her mind flashed back years to the fitness centre where she'd been abused. They'd held her little anus open as the remaining filth flowed out of her body, pressing her tummy to ensure it was all clear before letting her up. The instructors guided their fragile subject back to the massage room, supporting her down those open corridors, where she hardly noticed her naked condition any more. After a short rest, then another invigorating massage with perfumed oils, the poor schoolgirl was escorted back to the exercise room, where she was again mounted on a cycle with a huge dildo fitted to the saddle. Once more those plastic breast attachments were fitted onto her immature bosom, and the delicate flesh inflated to twice its original size, then electrocuted with even greater severity. Halfway thorough this operation her father arrived, adding to her distress as he observed her nudity getting violated in this way, then insisting she stay on the bike longer. The whole process had been repeated for her father's benefit, but increased in magnitude, at his eagre request, thoroughly reducing his daughter to total, abject obedience. It had taken three weeks for her cruelly deformed figure to regain its original suppleness with the aid of several further visits to the male massage suite. Slapping the PE teacher's rump, the caretaker ordered her return to her room, with a reminder about bringing the young girls round later on to his lodge. Miss Mansfield dejectedly walked along the corridors towards the staff residence area, reprimanding herself for the present predicament she was in, though relieved since she had traded her position for the students. Knowing that youngsters just loved being promiscuous, Lisa was sure they'd enjoy tonight, especially under the charge of a virile man like Gordon Palmer. Deciding that another personal punishment was deserved, Lisa held her breast between the corridor doors, pulling them shut to press the delicate flesh completely flat. Stepping backwards, this poor woman stretched and flattened her tittie, applying more and more force until the doors swung the other way. Nursing her poor bosom Miss Mansfield adjusted her makeup, powdered and perfumed herself liberally before putting on any clothing, then went off to lunch. The young girls had been sent back to their dormitory for a short rest before lunch, being ordered to assemble in the senior common rooms at one o'clock, with detailed instructions for their dress. Walking into that luxurious rest area, Lisa found the other girls already preparing themselves dinner, a coffee cup freshly filled, and on the table for their teacher. Glancing around the room Lisa was pleased to note they'd all dressed to her instructions, brief baby doll nighties that hardly covered their black silk stockings and suspender belts. The older two girls, Christine and Judy, had even anticipated her temperament by leaving off the sheer panties belonging to their nightie sets. Through that diaphanous material could easily be seen those gentle curves of their freshly shaven pussy mounds, pouting labia nestling between strong young thighs. Sensing their teacher's attraction to their nakedness, the flirty schoolgirls immodestly parted their knees when they had sat down, flashing off those puffy sex lips along their already damp slits. When they had eaten their meal, Miss Mansfield took them walking, following one of the many paths around the school flower gardens which were sheltered from the main buildings. Stopping beside one of the many bench seats, Miss Mansfield explained to her charges, who had been ordered to stand before her while she seated herself that two of them were going to spend an afternoon with Mr Palmer. Gasping at this prospect, since the caretaker's reputation caused much crude gossip among these young female pupils, they asked who it was going to be. The teacher said she'd not been able to judge which of the four was deserving of such a humiliating punishment, since they were all filthy little sluts, but their present attire would help her to decide. They were going to enjoy a little party game she knew was popular in the dormitories, where two girls had to resist their natural urges under pressure. Christine and Judy were selected as the first contestants since they had already got rid of their panties, leaving their sweet little pussy available. Rebecca and Anne sat down on the bench either side of the teacher while the other two girls placed one foot on the arm, presenting fully to their friends a soft shaven quim. Miss Mansfield lifted her own nightie hem, displaying her neatly trimmed bush, dipping slender fingers into the groove as she set her stop watch going. Rebecca and Anne each pushed their faces into the childish cunny laid before them, flicking agile tongues over hot sensitive flesh with practised skill. Christine was the first to climax, moaning as waves of irresistible passion crashed through her young loins, although Judy was only a small whimper behind her friend. Sitting on the bench before their legs gave way, the panting schoolgirls were quickly presented with their friend's hairless mounds, after Miss Mansfield had carefully pulled down their diaphanous briefs. These two youngsters were now treated to accomplished cunnilingus from their female friends, wriggling their hips as narrow tongues massaged erect clitoral muscles, lapped succulent labia, and even poked into their love holes. Anne was the loser of this encounter by a long way, collapsing onto the floor in a squirming heap when Rebecca was still thrusting her quim into Judy's mouth. Paramount control by this young girl was soon overcome by her partner's hot tongue which pushed her over the edge into her own strong orgasm. Christine and Anne were told to report to the caretaker's cottage straight away for their next punishment period under his control. The other two, Judy and Rebecca, were taken back to the library, still dressed in nightie and stockings, to continue with the rest of this morning's copy work, while Lisa attended to other duties. Miss Mansfield hadn't cleaned up in the gymnasium changing rooms downstairs yet, having been distracted by the caretaker, although she could have left it for the domestics. That might have created some problems though, the filth from all those large enemas still laying on the tiled floor. When Lisa saw just how much mess there was to clean up, she decided that perhaps a pretty nightie, black stockings and suspender belt, weren't the ideal clothing for this mundane task. Going into her office she stripped off her delicate lingerie, returning to the changing rooms in the nude and started to hose down the soiled floor. Catching a glimpse of herself, one of the large mirrors clearly displayed her nakedness as she hosed these white tiles clean, the teacher's pussy twitched turbulently at the indecent spectacle. Moral sensibilities trained throughout childhood recoiled at the sight, judging herself dirtier than the floor she was washing. Turning the nozzle round, Lisa gently slid the warm brass shaft between her lips, as if sucking a man's cock into her mouth, and pulled the trigger several times, jetting hot water right down her throat. Gasping and swallowing as though she might drown in male spunk, Lisa drank pints and pints of liquid. The PE teacher watched her nude figure continue to wash the floor with mounting passion, every few minutes stopping her dirty work, shoving the brass nozzle into her pussy, then blasting her vagina with the full force of the hosepipe. Sometimes she would bend her torso forward, watching her buttocks spread in front of the large mirror's reflection, then pierce that reluctant anal muscle with the hard shaft, harshly blasting her rectum once more with water. Finally those showers were spick and span, and Miss Mansfield set off back to her room, still naked as she walked down the corridor towards the staff residence intending to dress in something quite severe before returning to her girls. Halfway back to her private room in the other side of this building, Lisa realised that she'd only recently been walking this corridor in exactly the same full nudity as she was now. While that had caused her serious trouble, and two of the girls under her care, she obviously hadn't learned from her mistake since she was making the same blunder once more. She reached her bedroom safely this time, since the caretaker was rather busy at the moment, and Lisa imagined poor Christine bound tightly with rope, lowering her childish, bald cunny onto the fat penis of her cruel tormentor. Miss Mansfield felt responsible for the schoolgirl's predicament, and deserved punishing herself with utmost severity. Taking a leather belt from her wardrobe, placing a pillow on the end of her bed, then laying back in that familiar position she'd learned as a child, Lisa started to whip her quim. Despite the pain inflicted on her sensitive female places, there wasn't any easing of the woman's conscience this time. Something more was required to control her insatiable urges, either medical therapy from some professional, or else she would have to return home to her parents. Despite enjoying her freedom over these past few years, it was becoming obvious that she needed guidance where moral decisions had to be made. Even this hesitation was typical, she just needed help, and perhaps her father was most suited when Lisa wanted telling what to do. Finally she decided that relapsed young ladies should return home to their parents for Bank Holiday weekends at least, and she'd arrange that for Easter. In the next two weeks she'd try hard to behave, then seek her father's expert assistance in straightening out her life. ( Continued in part 2 - Teacher Training Course )