Although apprehensive about it being too early in the term and remembering my session with Mrs Blethington I was looking forward to my meeting with Mrs. Towler-Thomson. She had offered to discuss the possibility of becoming a trustee.I had told Julie about her telephone call and she smiled and said, "Very interesting. I was sure that you would hear from her but possibly not so soon. It now looks as though the rooms we have kept for the ladies will be used earlier than we thought. Now we must do something about the men. I know that our teachers would enjoy the chance to work with them."

I had dealt with the administrative work with Joyce Slater when Mrs. Towler-Thomson arrived. Joyce showed her into the study and I invited her to sit down. "Good afternoon Sir John. I wanted to discuss the discipline at the school. I did meet Fiona but obviously it does help to see for oneself. I was wondering if I could go into details of what is available, of course what is usual. This is strictly unofficial and between ourselves. As you may have heard I do discipline the girls myself and I want to be sure that the school will not be too lenient. Fiona also mentioned that you are looking out for suitable trustees and I think this will be an ideal chance for me to assess the school."

"Of course Mrs. Towler-Thomson. Would you like me to show you around, possibly including a visit to the punishment room?"

"That would be ideal!"

I stood up and led her through the school showing her the various classrooms where she asked sensible questions about the curriculum, punishment routine, qualifications of the teachers etc.. Eventually we reached the cellar. Here I invited her in and locked the door behind us.. "As you will see we have every facility to make sure that the punishment fits the crime. Minor offences are dealt with by teachers in their classrooms while major offenders are brought here. You will see that we have whips, paddles and straps of all weights - I get the heaviest straps delivered from Scotland where they specialise in producing them. This is our selection of canes. They grade from the lightweight nursery cane through to this Thai Punishment cane. Here I lifted the four feet long brown cane banded every few inches and double the thickness of any of the others. Finally over in the corner we keep some birches steeped in brine. We can strap the person down to our flogging block, lay them along the table or fasten them to the wall where we can spreadeagle them in such a way that we can deal with every part of the body.

"Fascinating. I have seen tables and punishment blocks before but the wall chains are new to me. Could you demonstrate exactly what happens."

"Of course. The person being dealt with needs to be stripped naked first. Would you like to prepare and shall I assist you?"

"Please do Sir John!"

At this she turned her back to me and I unfastened the sash and buttons of her dress and slid it down from her shoulders. She stepped out of it and stood there in her petticoat. This soon came off. I then came to the brassiere and knickers. She stayed with her back to me so that I unhooked the clips. I slipped the shoulder straps down and pushed it over her breasts. As it fell I saw luscious white breasts that I gently caressed finding the nipples were as hard as nuts as I massaged them. Mrs Towler-Thompson jast stood there. I turned her round went on my knees so that I could slide down her knickers. I slipped my hands inside the elastic top and pushed them over her bum cheeks. I knew from the woman's scent that she was aroused by what was happening. I admired the firm thighs, solid, without being thick, that terminated in a thick shiny black muff through which the lips of her vagina pouted. I caressed the inside of her thighs drawing my fingers up into the centre of her before sniffing the female aroma issuing from her sex. I stood up and slipped my hands round her bum cheeks. I gently massaged them making sure that I had again let my fingers enter her quim. She did not attempt to move away but in fact edged slightly into my hand.

"Now I must fasten you to the wall. Will you come over here and raise your hands."

She walked to the chains and lifted her arms high so that I could clamp the wrists in their restraints. Her breasts were now pressed against the wall and, as soon as I had fastened the legs well apart, she was spread-eagled and helpless. Her back was smooth and straight as it ran down to her buttocks that were wide apart. Her fig showed up through the pubic hair while her puckered brown ass hole was also clearly visible. I asked if she wanted me to continue my demonstration and she turned and said "Yes please, I have found it very enlightening so far and I am sure that I will enjoy the rest just as much. I am used to being caned so please make sure that you use it with proper firmness"

I decided that the first instrument would be a medium strap. I chose a flexible, well-used one that would be ideal as a starter. , "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!"., "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!", "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!", "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!".The first ten strokes I applied to the lower buttocks warming them up nicely and they began to redden with lines and ridges showing where the edge of the strap had landed. "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!"., "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!", "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!", "SWISHH!!" I then continued working upward to the crest of her buttocks before aiming for the thighs with the next ten. By now her bum was livid in hue. I massaged the whole area using my fingers to ease any discomfort. I allowed my hands to stray through her legs to the pubis and touched her vagina. She was moaning and tossing her head from side to side and it was clear as I continued to work away with my strap that she was getting erotically stimulated. Once I had reached sixty strokes I finally stopped as the bum now had turned purple with the effects of the strap. I massaged the fiery buttocks again the liquid oozing between the thighs suggested that she was ready for more and I decided to use the birch. I whispered in her ear:

"I am going to birch you now. I believe that you want a real thrashing so I will give you thirty strokes so that your bum is sore and raw. You can scream in here because the room is soundproofed. Shall I begin?"

She nodded her head quickly and I prepared. I took the first birch out of the brine solution and shook the tips. It looked so innocuous as it rested in my hand but each birch had been made to my own specifications. Fifteen straight birch switches three feet long fastened firmly at the end to give it a good grip. I had been looking forward to testing it and this seemed the ideal opportunity. I took up my position, raised the birch and "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!" brought it hard across the buttocks. It seemed so gentle as it sung through the air - no violent jar as it landed but each switch made its own mark. The first stroke had left a dozen thin red lines across her buttocks with small marks where the tips fell. I struck the second time "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!" and I knew that the effect of the birch was the build up in the pain, the tingle from the first strokes "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!"., "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!", "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!", "SWISHH!!" became a continuous throb by the tenth with the buttocks scored by a thousand lines. By this time Mrs Towler-Thomson's buttocks looked as they had been dragged through a gorse bush, scarred with the myriad lines which the strokes created. By the fifteenth the whole bum area felt as though stung by bees while by the twentieth the recipient was in agony. Mrs. Towler-Thomson was now bleeding down her legs as the blood dripped from the blisters formed where the twigs split the skin but I could see that she was still expecting me to continue. To take thirty meant that you were a hardy soul who was one of the spanking elite. Although I was not sure whether Mrs. Towler-Thomson came into this category I could tell that she was a flagellant by her reaction. She was screaming for me to continue; "God I love it! Don't stop, I need more" as the strokes continued. By the twenty-fifth stroke the bum was one mass of raw flesh but she insisted that I continue. I changed the birch for a fresh one and laid on the last five strokes with all my might. After the last stroke she stood on tiptoe, shuddered and then collapsed in her bonds. At first I thought she had fainted but in fact it was an emotional collapse to the immense sexual stimulation she had received.

I unfastened her and laid her face down on the bench until she recovered. She would be in pain from the beating for several days but only the buttocks were affected, and these are very resilient. She looked at me over her shoulder, "Thank you Sir John, I didn't believe that I could ever feel emotions such as this. Will you do me a favour and fuck me now?"

She turned over, spread her legs wide and her fingers and opened her vagina to receive me. The pink lips of her cunt showing through her hairy bush looked like the eye of a needle waiting to be threaded. I removed my trousers and took out my cock. It was clearly ready for action pointing firmly to the ceiling. She grabbed hold of it with her hand urging me on with; "Quickly, put it in. Oh hurry do I can't wait."

Finally I was ready and sank on top of her plunging it in up to the hilt as she guided it home. Her pussy was soaking wet and my cock slid to the top with no resistance. She gave me no time to settle but moving rapidly up and down and soon bringing both of us to a climax whose power seemed to rock the building. Once we had finished I found that Mrs Towler -Thomson was eager for more and she massged my soft cock with her hand before taking it in her mouth to bring it back to a stand. Again she was ready and we had a more leisurely fuck to finish off the session.

As we dressed I heard her say,

"Mrs. Blethington told me how well endowed you were and I just had to try it. We belong to a Society of Ladies who enjoy the rod and would both like to return later at half term when our husbands are on the Continent. I think that we might like to hold a meeting of the group here at half term if you can accommodate us. By the way I shall be happy to become a trustee

I confirmed that Mrs. Blethington was already coming again later this term and I would be happy for the rest of the group to join her. We finished dressing and returned to my study where I booked in the appointment. When Joyce saw me making the reservations in the book she looked quizzical and said, "I hope that you have satisfied her that it will be worthwhile?"

I was now reminded by Mrs. Green that two of the housemaids required disciplining because of their carelessness and she would like me to deal with the most serious case. Would six o'clock be OK. I agreed.

I arrived at the Matron's room at about a quarter to six and she explained why the girls were being punished and what was to happen. This was the first time that any of the maids had been disciplined since the term started and she intended that they should all get the message tonight. All twelve would be in attendance while she gave the strap to the first and I the cane to the second delinquent. A few minutes before six the maids trooped in and Mrs. Green explained to them that two of them were to be punished. The first for carelessness she would strap herself while the second Sir John would cane for a much more serious offence, smoking in the linen room. This would be the normal type of punishment and if they did not like it they could resign and leave the Hall.

The girls were lined up on one side of the room while the first maid, Claire, was called to the centre of the room. She was told she would receive twenty-four strokes of the strap on her bare for her carelessness. She then lowered her knickers and bent over the chair. An elegant bottom that I would have enjoyed working on myself was exposed to view. Mrs. Green took up her stance with her strap in the right hand and lashed it down. Claire made no movement. Mrs. Green continued to deal faithfully with her bottom until after about fifteen strokes Claire began to cry and put her hands to her bottom. "Stop crying girl and move your hands. You still have nine to go", Mrs. Green snapped. Claire dropped her hands and Mrs. Green finished the punishment with the girl howling and leaving a very red bottom - undamaged but painful.

The next girl Sophie had been caught smoking in the linen cupboard, dangerous as well as unpleasant. This was a much more serious offence and the punishment was twenty-four with the strap followed by a dozen with the cane. Mrs. Green had asked me to do the caning as I was much more experienced. Sophie walked to the chair and pushed her knickers down below her knees before bending over the chair with her legs well apart. Mrs. Green again showed her skill with the strap leaving the bottom well marked before handing over to me. Because this was a first offence I had decided to use the nursery cane. She would be well whipped and the marks would be painful but they would disappear within a couple of days.

I took up my position and told her to grip the bar of the chair tightly. If she put her hands back the stroke would be repeated. I then tapped the bottom once or twice and then whipped in the cane with a sharp CRACKK! I continued laying on the next five strokes by which time she was crying and calling "Please Sir, No more, no more. Please stop!" Because the offence was serious I had no intention of stopping and continued to lay the rest of the strokes on hard until the twelve had been delivered. She was crying out loudly, her bottom now had a number of ridges as well as the marks from the strap and I was sure that the lesson had been well learned. I told the girl to stand up and suggested that her friends might like to assist in soothing her but at the same time reminded them that this was the treatment they could expect for any misdemeanors. They trooped out a very chastened group of girls.

I stayed and chatted with Mrs. Green for a few minutes before returning downstairs preparatory to dinner. I was still thinking about who should be appointed Head Girl and was no nearer a solution. I was looking forward to after dinner when I sat down and discuss it with the senior staff. I was sure I could develop this beyond the normal limits! We met in my study.

"Good evening ladies and thank you for coming, I am still puzzled as to which of our candidates I should choose for Head Girl. I have tested the girls with the cane and both seem to enjoy receiving it. I feel that we ought now to see how they can deal out punishment. The Head Girl will be entitled to use the strap so I feel that this is the best instrument for them to use. Has anybody any suggestions?"

Julie spoke, "Yes Sir John, I am sure that we can prime them to find some small item with one or more of the girls which deserves punishment. In this way we could observe how each of them deals with the matter. Like you the staff have not yet made up their minds which is the most suitable." The other two nodded in agreement and Julie continued, "I will find some reason tomorrow."

"Now to more pleasant matters. If Joyce is not in a hurry to get back to her daughter I thought that the four of us might have a convivial evening playing cards. The forfeits as at the first staff meeting. To speed it up however I would like to try the children's game of 'Snap'. Two cards the same and the first to call 'Snap' decides the forfeit. Anything goes!. All agreed?"

There was unanimous agreement and it was not many minutes before we were all naked around the table. The forfeits had now become more daring and I knew that this would find out some of the tendencies of the ladies. Julie drew the first winner and told Fiona to go down on Joyce. We all watched as Joyce opened her legs wide and presented her snatch to Fiona. It was clear immediately that Fiona was no novice and she was soon burrowing between Joyce's legs, her tongue clearly working hard on the clitoris and they were both enjoying it from the mewing noises that Joyce was making. As Fiona bent over I could see the bud of her anus flexing and contracting and I knew that I must test her here before long.

By now it was also clear that the game could not continue with two of the participants busily occupied. And the sight of Fiona's buttocks were so erotic that finger to lips Julie indicated me to come forward and stand behind Fiona. She then opened up Fiona's bum cheeks and slipped one finger in and out of her ass while with the other hand she drew my cock forward presenting it to Fiona's anus. On her nod I thrust forward into the tight bum-hole. At first it resisted me but two or three slaps on the bum from Julie and I was firmly lodged. She wriggled for a minute as I impaled her but still continued working on Joyce who was now arching her back with the excitement. I settled to a steady rhythm thrusting in and out and her tight ass which was actively responding. Julie meanwhile was not going to be left out and she moved so that her cunt was over Joyce's face letting her smell the juices before Joyce, in turn, plunged her tongue high up into it. We were now all involved with me thrusting firmly into Fiona while she was keeping Joyce on a high with her tongue. The orgy could not go on forever however although it is fair to say that I was the first to surrender. My climax came as my cock was squeezed by the muscles of Fiona's arse. The girls finally subsided laughing in a heap.

We lay there for several minutes and then Joyce said that she needed to be fucked after all this. She had not been with a man since the death of her husband and was so sexually aroused now that nothing less would satisfy her. I tried to say that I was exhausted but the three girls ignored me and decided that the best way to get me ready for Joyce was to spank me. Before this they brought a bowl of water and a towel and washed my cock so that I was clean for my next challange. They thought that a hand spanking from each of them followed by ten sharp strokes with the cane from Fiona should answer.

I stood up and received a very proficient hand spanking from each of them in turn while they massaged my cock and balls to make sure that it was in prime condition. By the time the cane was due my cock was standing out like a flagpole. Julie told me to slip it into Joyce while Fiona would give me ten strokes of the cane to make sure that I attended to the job properly. Joyce was laying on her back naked with her legs well spread waiting for me. I had not seen her cunt before and the lips showed that she had a child but they were engorged with her excitement. I could tell that it was tight from long disuse so I pushed two fingers in and felt that it was well lubricated. She took my cock in her hand and guided it to the junction. I gently pushed home and the tightness gave a particular thrill as my cock slid in. I thrust hard in Joyce's cunt and as I did so the first stroke cracked home "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!"., "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!", "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!", "SWISHH!!" and as I started moving in earnest Fiona continued caning me in time with my thrusts. Joyce meanwhile was pushing up hard and crying "Fuck me, fuck me hard!" as I rammed into her. I was ready to cum by the time Fiona gave me the final stroke and, as I squirted into her, Joyce screamed and wrapped her legs tightly round me in her orgasm. The other two girls clapped and hugged Joyce as she subsided. They then turned and offered me congratulations in doing it twice in half an hour. Julie threatened that one evening they would see how many of them I could serve in the evening. A promise I hope is kept. After this we all retired to our own bedrooms to rest and recuperate.

The next day Fiona found faults with two of the younger girls and instructed Marion and Jane to spank them. She would be there watching to be sure that the girls performed adequately. When Fiona returned she told me that the first girl had been summoned by Marion and taken to her room where she had been turned over Marion's knee and given a dozen with the slipper. The girl was crying at the finish and Fiona was satisfied that Marion had punished her adequately. Jane was then given the same task and seemed to carry it out just as efficiently. I was no nearer the solution so I decided that Marion would be head girl and Jane Deputy Head Girl. I decided that I would have a private meeting with Marion tonight in my study to explain my reasons and her duties and also to see how far the evening went.

When dinner was finished I requested that Marion come to the study as I wished to speak to her. When she arrived I asked her to sit down and then told her I had decided to offer her the appointment of Head Girl. This would be very important as she would have to deal with younger girls. She thanked me for my trust and asked how she could prove to me she deserved the position . I told her that I was going to spank her and cane her to be sure she understood her responsibilities. Marion smiled and said that she hoped I would. Was I going to start now as if so she would prepare. I said that she should get undressed ready for the spanking. She stood up and removed her clothes standing naked before me. She turned round so that I could see the whole of a very attractive body. I sat down on a chair and told her to come across my knees while I gave her a hand-spanking. She bent over and I caressed the bottom cheeks before starting to warm them up with a firm spanking. As I spanked I could feel that her quim was becoming very wet and she was getting very randy. Sixty smacks I gave her before I thought that she was ready for the cane.

She got up from my knees and then bent over the back of the chair. I whipped the cane through the air and "SWISHH!!", "SLAPP!!" brought it down hard across the buttocks. Immediately I felt between the legs and sure enough she was getting very excited. I continued to strike hard with my cane making sure that I was also increasing her erotic state. By the time of the tenth stroke I helped her to her feet and kissed her breasts. "Please Sir John I need to be fucked. I am a virgin but I am so excited now."

I thought carefully before agreeing but eventually decided that it would be best for her to learn the facts from an expert who would not hurt her. I lay her down on the carpet and parted her legs. Her quim was so wet that my fingers slid in easily but were stopped by the hymen.

"This will hurt you know. Are you sure."

She nodded,

"Please."

Her hands went to my trousers and loosed my belt before helping me to lower them. Then I removed my pants which was difficult as my cock was so firm that it was awkward to get past it. Eventually it came free and, when she saw what was exposed, she gasped. "Will it fit. It seems so big." I laughed "No problem."

I found some cream and applied it to the head od my cock. I wanted to make it as easy as I could for her. Then I held my cock in my hand and she helped me guide it between her legs. I did not put any pressure on at first but just pushed it into the space gently moving it backwards and forwards. She was so tight that even the cream and spend which made it slippery still left it difficult to penetrate. When I reached the hymen I waited before pushing with more pressure. "Don't stop!" she gasped and she gave an upward thrust and a slight cry. I could feel the obstruction parting and I slowly moved deeper and deeper until I seemed to have entered her womb. I lay there for a minute or two until she had recovered and then started to move faster. As I did so I felt her reciprocating and pushing upwards so that we were thrusting harder and harder. It could not go on very long and after a minute or so she gave a cry and a shudder as she came. I removed my cock and finishing off with my hand spurted all over her belly and breasts as the great gouts of cum flooded out.

She gasped, "What's that?" I reminded her that that was how babies were made and it was important to take my cock out before finishing off. She licked it off her breasts and then kissed me. "Sir John, I knew I was ready to be fucked for the first time and this was the nicest way of doing it. Thank you." Marion was clearly perfect in every way and the only thing now was to test Jane the same way. I decided to wait until the next night before I met her.