The next morning we again had breakfast together the ladies laughing at their various bruises. None of them had suffered any lasting damage and they had no qualms about further punishment. I reminded them that today was our last day together for a month and Julie, Fiona and Marie would be leaving us the next morning to set out on their trawl of the gentry finding our pupils. I also added that I was looking forward to our final visit to the cellar this evening with whatever it should bring forth. I then asked Mrs. Green to come and see me in half an hour's time. I left for my study as I wanted to ponder the best way of handling Mrs. Green. She was an important member of staff and I wanted to be sure that she would participate in everything we did.

A gentle knock on the door heralded the arrival of Mrs. Green and I invited her to come in and sit down. "How are things going with your organisation at present Mrs. Green?"

"Very well Sir. I have all the linen, beds and blankets on order. The rest of the household items will arrive during the next month. I am also ready to interview staff for maids, kitchen staff etc. I assume that you will want to be present when we see potential cooks."

"Yes it is important that everybody is part of the ethos of the school and that is one of the things I want to talk to you about. Up to now I have not suggested that you join us as being more mature you may feel that it is beneath you but I can tell that you are well in tune with the spanking ethos. How did you deal with it at your previous school?"

"Well Sir. In those days my husband was alive and he was the one who dealt with me. I would get very 'randy' - if you will excuse the expression seeing the boys naked and with their bottoms crossed with the marks of the cane. John, that's my husband, he used to give me the strap to relieve me and then I would suck him off to relieve him! I can tell you that I could have done with John being alive that first night when those girls and you were receiving it."

"I see. Have you still got those feelings and would you like me to help you?"

"I don't like to ask Sir but 'yes' to both questions. Not the cane but a belt or strap is what John used."

"How many did he usually give you?"

"Usually sixty or seventy strokes Sir but he did give me two hundred on one occasion."

"Would you like me to do it now?"

"I would be grateful Sir."

"Fine, then I suggest that you lift your skirt and lower your knickers then bend over that chair while I find my strap. I assume that you will finish off as you used to with your husband."

I watched as Mrs Green eagerly prepared herself. She decided to remove her skirt and her white knickers stretched across a junoeque bum. I could understand why her husband enjoyed strapping itit. She slipped her fingers inside the elastic od her knickers and pushed them down finally kicking them off. I saw two superb white buttocks which stretched as Mrs. Green bent over the back of the chair. This was a wonderful target for me and my mouth watered as I prepared to start. There is nothing better than the opportunity to put in some really concentrated spanking with a strap. The one I had picked was not the heaviest but would certainly sting and I took up my stance. I lifted the strap and lashed it down across the buttocks "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!". I continued striking for ten strokes and then a further ten as her buttocks began to redden. It was clear that she was enjoying every minute as she moaned and groaned with pleasure. I started to strike harder and ten more thrashed in and then a further ten but still she had not flinched. Her buttocks now looked a fiery red scored and marked with the edges where the strap had landed. I stopped for a moment and asked if she was OK.

"Oh yes Sir, I really need this. Don't stop now. I need at least fifty more."

I took up my position again and again gave another ten, twenty, thirtyand forty with the same strap. She still remained in position and I thought then that I would like to test her stamina so decided to use the heaviest strap for the last ten strokes. I picked it up and rested it across the fiery buttocks and cracked it down, again and again I smacked home "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" and I could tell from her reactions that she was having an orgasm. The welts on her bum were turning a livid purple as they changed from their earlier red. By now I was beginning to wriggle in my trousers and my hand had to adjust my cock in my pants to stay comfortable. Now it was time for the final strokes and for the last four I used all my force to make sure that she really knew that she had been deal with justice. As the last stroke landed she squealed and I could see the juices oozing from between her legs as she had a massive orgasm.

She turned round and whispered, "Thank you Sir. That was fantastic. Now let me help you."

She went down on her hands and knees in front of me, unbucckled my belt released my flies lowering my trousers at the same time. Her hands went into my pants and gently eased my rigid cock out so that it was almost sticking in her face. She closed her mouth over the head and started sucking and flicking with her tongue sending shivers of delight through me. I had been sucked before but this was an expert as she teased the tip and then drew the whole head in. For several minutes she kept this up while her thumb pressed on the nerve from my ball-sac stopping me cumming until, after some final sucking I could hold no longer and spurted into her mouth. She continued sucking drawing all of my cum out of me until I was drained. Her mouth and face were covered with the sticky cum and she licked it off before using her knickers to wipe the rest off.

She stood up and slipping her soiled knickers in her pockt adjusted her dress. "Thank you Sir. I hope that we can do this again. Can I get back to my other duties now?"

I nodded and she left the room. I mused that never had a woman taken me so fully and drawn so much from me and I wondered if she enjoyed being fucked as well.

I called for Mrs. Slater to come in with her notebook. I noticed that when she sat down it was rather gingerly. "Did you enjoy yourself last night Mrs. Slater?"

"Yes I certainly did. The caning was fierce but I could have taken more if necessary. It was good to be part of the team as I was disappointed to miss the first evening."

"Bend over the table and take now your knickers so that I can see what the buttocks look like now." She stood up and lowered her knickers before bending over the table. I could see that her buttocks were still red with the lines and bruises from the caning showing quite clearly. I gently massaged them and felt between her legs. She eased them apart. I gently touched her pussy but she didn't flinch or make any adverse movement. I told her to stand up and get dressed.

"Don't worry we will make sure that your daughter is well looked after for you. It may even be that we can organise a nurse who can divide her time between the school and your daughter. That's in the future though. Now we need to reply to some of the parents who are interested in sending their daughters to us. Julie has taken out the ones for families she, Fiona and Marie are visiting, make sure you get a list of those. I think the first thing for you is to reply to the ones we are not interested in. A simple letter thanking them for their application but unfortunately we are unable to accept their daughter at present etc. should suffice. Put the letters of those who the girls are meeting to one side - they have a note on them and we will wait for the reports from those three. The rest we need to see in the next month. We will wait until Mrs. Green has got the rest of her staff in place and then invite down several families each day over a week. I estimate that we shall need about fifteen girls from the team and another ten from these families to make our numbers up to twenty-five for the start of term. This smaller pile is from individuals who are older but would like to spend time with us- one or two may be suitable as trustees. I think that we had better not accept any of these until October. By then we shall be settled in. I will certainly interview them however as there may be some interesting prospects among them. Arrange for them to come the week after the parents. Is all of that clear, if so off you go and get the letters written. You have at least a couple of days work in front of you.

Joyce stood up and gathering her notebook and the piles of letters retreated to her office. I decided that I would have a walk round again to see how everybody was getting on and what extras they needed. I was particularly keen to talk with Lavinia Letcombe as she was the one teacher who had not yet volunteered any mistakes.

I walked into her room as she was working through a pile of Educational Catalogues trying to find all the items she would need for her Geography and History curriculum. I sat down on the desk in front of her. "How are you getting on Lavinia. I see that you are busy trying to make sense of the materials you will need to start the term with."

"Hello Sir John. Yes there are so many things to think about and I want to get as much ready as I can before we leave tomorrow. Will it be alright if I send you further lists of my requirements?"

"Of course. Let me know what you need. Now you have been with us for two days what do you think of our team and our philosophy?"

"I love it! You may think that I have been a little quiet but I can assure you I have followed everything carefully and I am sure that I have at least two mistakes for tonight."

"Really."

"Yes. I damaged a table when I was trying to repair it and when I put the blackboard up the pins broke and now I have a blackboard with a smashed end. I must be careful not to qualify any more."

"I didn't have time to discuss the spanking details with you when you came for interview as we were rather rushed for time. What has been your experience?"

"Well Sir, I have been listening to the other teachers and some seem to have had strict fathers or mothers but in my case I just found that when I had sex I enjoyed being spanked hard before it. It seemed to stimulate me in some way. You may have guessed I enjoy the company of women rather than men but still need the stimulation of the spanking to make it work for me. Is that odd?"

"Not at all. We all have different needs and wants and I am sure that we will be able to satisfy all of yours while you are here. Remember that some of our girls will ber eighteen and they also might like female company. We are not trying just to produce heterosexual married women but girls who enjoy their own bodies. It has been good to chat and I look forward to our meeting this evening."

I then left the room and returned to my study.

The day passed with a number of telephone calls and more letters from prospective parents until the time came for dinner. We met again in the dining room with everybody dressed in their finery. They obviously intended to make this last evening a convivial one. Mrs. Green had excelled herself with the meal this evening and as we were fewer in number we finished quicker. We then retired to the staff room for our coffee and drinks so that we could discuss what had been achieved. Before we started I reminded them that there was one item which we had not yet covered and this was today's mistakes. I knew Lavinia was going to admit to her two but was surprised when June Simmons confessed that she had broken two new rulers in testing them to see what effect they would have on recalcitrant girls. She was not sure whether this counted as two or one, remembering yesterday. I asked what she thought and she said two - twelve strokes. We thus had two to deal with until Julie reminded us that she had also slipped up when she left some of the letters in the wrong pile. She was not sure what number but would be prepared to accept our judgement. I suggested that as the maximum had been twelve strokes this first weekend this would be the number for Julie. She smiled and nodded and before finally Marie reminded everybody that the Administrative Assistant she had also forgotten items and was due twelve strokes. This made for a very full evening as we prepared.

Before we left however Rosemary Browning asked if she could speak. I nodded and she said that this was on behalf of them all. "We have so enjoyed this weekend and the chance to meet and see each others bodies in embarrassing positions that we would like the chance to have a party afterwards. The forfeits are the removal of clothes and the chance to see how we spank - after all you have only seen one of us perform!"

I agreed immediately and reminded them that the next time they came they would be doing the spanking on each other and we then retired downstairs. I opened the cellar door and we trooped in. Lavinia volunteered to be first and started to undress. Like most of the staff she had a perfect figure and this was the first time that it was uncovered to me. Her body was a rich golden colour as she obviously sunbathed and there were just small white areas where her bikini had covered. Her hair and pubic hair were both jet black and the size of her bush was amazing. Once she had removed her brassiere and knickers she looked as though she was wearing white underclothes. It was clear when she bent over that she had not been involved in much spanking before and although she obviously intended to be very brave in front of her peers I was reluctant to push too hard on this first visit. I had a feeling that this was why she had volunteered to be first - so that she could get it over with. I therefore decided to use the lighter cane and tried to make sure that the others understood.

I went to her side and laid the cane across her buttocks before tapping it once or twice. I could see how nervous she was as with the first tap she flinched. I raised it and flicked it down with some force but not the maximum and it cut into the buttocks. She bucked a little but made no other move. I then stroked down the next three quite quickly before waiting to give her the six that were going to be harder. By now she was beginning to feel some distress so I went up and massaged the fiery buttocks firmly and told her that the next six would soon be over. I again gave her four quick ones - so that the pain from one should anethsitise before deciding that for the last two she must learn what caning is about. I therefore raised the cane higher this time and brought it down with more force. This brought more reaction as she stifled a cry and her body bowed. I whipped in the last stroke hard and low to the centre of the buttocks that were already well alight. She gasped out with the pain but then subsided. Everybody in the room clapped and the rest of the staff went up to her congratulating, helping her down and soothing her bottom.

It was now the turn of June Simmons. I was particularly interested in this as she had been punished on the first night. I did not believe that she was trying to boast but felt that she wanted to test her limits. I decided therefore that this would be a real punishment caning with my heavier cane. This was a four-foot rattan that I whipped back and forth.

June soon stripped her clothes off and arranged herself in position on the bench. She was strapped down and I was ready to begin. I took up the cane and laid it across her buttocks. The marks from her previous session were still visible and I caressed them before starting. Just one tap and CRACK ! ! ! I then there was a whistle as it cut through the air landing with a deafening crack across both of June's defenseless ass cheeks. It seemed to sink two inches into her cheeks before bouncing back. CRACK ! ! ! I The second stroke lashed in before the bottom had stopped moving from the first. The redness of the first lash turned to purple on the inside and was ringed by bright red. CRACK ! ! ! I CRACK ! ! ! I CRACK ! ! ! I CRACK ! ! ! I The next four strokes left similar marks and I decided that for the last six I would revert to the lighter cane. Before starting however I massaged the buttocks again and asked if she was OK. She nodded and I began. By now the welts were standing up from her bottom and nothing I could do was going to be anything but painful so I just continued as before making sure that the last six strokes came quickly and in the reddened area. Throughout she had remained silent although I knew that by the end she was in agony and I was as relieved as the rest when it was finished. I was surprised therefore when she stood up, kissed me and said, "Thank you that was exactly what I needed."

I was getting particularly excited as I knew Julie Frenson from our previous meetings and I knew I was going to enjoy getting to know her bum again. She, like Fiona last night, almost did a strip tease as she removed her clothes. Standing naked she had all the attributes with her nipples already showing her excitement for what was to come. She bent over and prepared herself for the fray. Again I decided I would use the heavier cane. I had no doubt that Julie would not flinch and I had the feeling that it was what she wanted.

I measured the cane across her bottom and spread her thighs a little before lashing down with the first with a CRACKKK ! that could be heard all round the building. The next four were screamers that I measured to keep them apart on the buttocks. By the time the sixth had landed the area looked like a mass of raw meat. Julie had not flinched. I stroked the bottom for a few moments and then prepared for the final six. I could feel between her legs that the fig of her cunt was already dripping with juices.

I took my position again and ran the cane up and down her legs. I was sure that this was going to be the perfect playmate. The first six strokes had shown that she was ripe for the cane. CRACK ! ! ! I The seventh whistled in followed by the eighth and ninth. Her breath was coming in short pants now and I could feel my cock rising in my trousers. I tried to ease myself before strokes ten and eleven made their mark. I was as ever going to make the final one the masterpiece. I tapped her buttocks and waited before CRACKKK ! the final stroke raised a shout of pain from her.- the first genuine reaction had heard.

By now I was sweating and while the rest helped Julie down and ministered to her I mopped my head and tried to relax. It was difficult with my cock feeling as large as an arm and as difficult to control within the confines of my pants.

The final one was Marie and I remembered my experience with her at the time of her interview and it was clear that she enjoyed the rod. I thus intended to deal with her the same as June and Julie. She stepped out and asked if she could be fastened to the wall rather than across the flogging bench. She pointed out that nobody had yet tried out and she suggested that I gave her twelve with the birch, again to test their efficacy. I agreed to both suggestions and she was soon spread-eagled against the wall with her buttocks standing out prominently. I took one of the birches out of its brine container and shook the salt water from the tips. I then took up my position to the left of Marie and prepared for action. I did not think any of the ladies would have seen the birch in action and I was sure that they would find its use interesting. I think the first stroke disappointed them because it hissed down and appeared to land softly. I knew however that the birch was different to anything else. It was not the sheer power of the stroke, as with the cane, but the build up of irritation from the individual twigs that gradually turned the whole area into a zone of exquiste agony and left a network of hundreds of red lines across the buttocks each of which eventually made the whole area feel as though it was being bitten by some small animals. I continued thrashing the bottom until the twelve strokes were completed and the staff crowded around to see the effect. They were impressed at the effect and soon had Marie down and her bottom being soothed.

We finished in the cellar and repaired upstairs to the staff room. I asked the staff what they wanted to do. "We decided that what we would do was play a simple game of cards and the person with the lowest card after each round will have to pay a forfeit decided by the person with the highest. Those that have just been caned may also hand-spank somebody of their own choosing. Are you happy with that?"

"Fine, anything you want is OK with me."

"Let's get a drink and then begin."

The cards were dealt and Margaret drew the highest number and she ordered Rosemary to remove her dress. She stood up and undid the buttons at the front before stepping out of it. June told me to remove my trousers. Rosemary ordered Angela to remove her dress. Within a few minutes we were all down to our underclothes. Then these came off and I waited to see what would happen next.

The next round was won by Margaret and she ordered me to spank Rosemary twenty times on her bare bottom. I agreed with alacrity and she was quickly across my knees being spanked with gusto while she squealed with pleasure. Once we had stopped I won the next round and told June to spank Margaret on her bare bottom. Margaret ran to June and was soon draped across her knees paying the forfeit. The next request was for Margaret to go down on June, then for Julie and Fiona to 69. From then on the evening gets rather confused and the next thing I remember was a voice telling me to eat out Margaret Proudfoot. I was laying on my back by this time and Margaret came across and knelt over my head. I could only see a superb muff that covered a delightful quim. My tongue licked out and soon found the nub that was already wet from the spanking that she had just received. I worked away with a will while at the other end I felt something slide over my rampant cock. I couldn't tell who it was as I was completely blind but the person was squeezing and moving up and down so that I knew I could not hold on much longer. At the same time I heard a shriek from Margaret and her knees clamped my head in a vice as her spend poured out with her orgasm. My own finish was not long delayed and I gave one final thrust up into whoever it was as I ejaculated with spurt after spurt of cum.

I heard a clapping and when I could disentangle myself from Margaret I saw that the rest of the group was standing round watching. By now my mysterious partner had moved away and try as I might I was unable to fathom out who it was. This brought to an end a fabulous party and I thanked everybody for their attendance and diligence. I proposed that we should meet again for the weekend in one month's time. The ladies could get on with their preparations and by then Fiona and Julie would be back from their travels and I would have news of the number of pupils we would be starting with. I also told them that besides their bottoms being tested they would have the opportunity to practice themselves as I expected the domestic staff to be in post by then.

Everybody now retired, although looking at them as they left I was not sure that they all went to their own beds, and I returned to my own quarters exhausted but satisfied that we had exactly the mix that we needed to make the venture a success.

Next morning everybody left bright and early to catch trains back to their present employment thinking fondly, I hoped, of what they had temporarily left behind!