Message-ID: <16605eli$9810161830@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/16605.txt> From: np98rb@mail.telepac.pt (Christine & David Stevenson) Subject: Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Sixteen Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <361f6b56.19285851@news.telepac.pt> Corporate Backlash - The Corporation - Part Sixteen by Ms. Christine - http://www.mschristine.com HUMILIATION UPON humiliation. Lisa had finally supplied him with some clothes, but she had made him look completely ridiculous. First she had handed him a pair of her soiled knickers and made him put them on, then from a small cupboard near her dressing table, she had produced a pair of schoolboy shorts, a shirt, school tie, blazer and cap. When he was dressed she had graciously allowed him to finish off the leftovers from her breakfast. It was clear Lisa was pleased with the finished product. Over her underwear she donned a black schoolmistress's robe and to finish the whole effect, placed a mortar board hat on her head. "This will put you in the right frame of mind for learning some important lessons", she explained as she gestured to him to follow her. They left the bedroom, walked a short distance along the upstairs landing and then started to climb another set of smaller stairs. "We are going to the old schoolroom", she explained rather unnecessarily and in a tone of voice that suggested it was the most natural thing in the world. Jack followed, her words still ringing in his ears. 'You may even have a job to go back to on Monday'. He would have to put up with whatever she wanted to do to him, at least for the weekend. He still had some vague hope of exacting some sort of retribution for the way he was being treated, when he returned to the real world. But he could not afford to lose his job. He was heavily in debt and risked losing everything if his income stopped. Lisa opened the door at the top of the stairs and beckoned Jack to hurry up. She held the door open for him and allowed him to enter. The room really was an old schoolroom, complete with blackboard, a teachers desk raised on a dais and two very small desks for the 'children'. Alice was already seated at one of the desks dressed in a very frilly frock with a big bow tied around her waist. She had another pinned to her hair. She certainly looked the part, but then so did Jack. "Take your seat Jack", Lisa ordered and he obeyed. It was a tight squeeze, but the whole effect brought back powerful memories of his youth. He remembered having a crush on his teacher, Miss Smith, when he was about five, and he definitely had unpure thoughts about his new 'teacher'. Lisa tapped her hand on her desk to get his attention. "Now, for the first part of the lesson, Alice has a video presentation she would like to share with the class. Alice, please." Alice raised herself from her desk, said "Thank you, Madam" and turned on the television that was on a small table to her right. Then she pushed the button on the VCR that was next to it. Jack's office leapt onto the small screen. His face stiffened as he watched the edited highlights of himself forcing one member of his staff after another to perform sex acts for his own gratification. "This was the week before I started," said Alice helpfully. She continued "Then the camera in the office malfunctioned, so the next scenes were filmed with a portable camera in my hand bag. I am sorry about the quality of the images, Madam". "That's quite all right Alice. Ten out of ten for ingenuity", Lisa said as she glanced at Jack. He watched in horror as his two encounters with Alice jumped vividly into life. The quality of the images just seemed to make him look more ridiculous. The tape finished with him jerking off in the bathroom the night of his arrival. Game, set and match! "Thank you Alice, you have done your homework very well". Then to Jack, "Well now, what have you got to say for yourself, my lad". "I.....I......" was the only response. "Not very articulate today are we?", Lisa commented. "These are indeed serious crimes, you will not be surprised to hear I intend to punish you for them." He was not. ..........Christine & David Stevenson........... Authors of domestic and real life Fem Dom Books. 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