Hi, I'm Fiona and this chapter is devoted to Marie and my experiences in finding students for the School. Like Julie I have plenty of contacts among the 'county set' and already have several ideas for possible pupils. I must say I find the whole thing very exciting and to find exactly the right girls will be a challenge. Anyway here goes.

I left the Hall at the same time as Julie but I went north while she stayed in the area and Marie headed for Kent and Sussex, her special stamping ground. My first call was to some family friends the Wilkinsons. I knew that they disciplined their girls as I had been spanked one holiday while staying with them. I had also been hiding in some bushes with their daughter June when Major Wilkinson was dealing with his wife. We also saw more than we expected with what followed the spanking.

I arrived at the house early in the afternoon and was made welcome by the Major and Mrs. Wilkinson. June was out with some friends and was not expected back until quite late but they were happy to entertain me and I could certainly stay overnight. We had an early dinner and it seemed to me that the two were rather keen to retire for the night so I said goodnight myself and went to my room. While reading a little later I heard sounds outside the door and then the Major's voice, "What if she's not interested!"

His wife hissed "Of course she will be. Let me ask her."

This was followed by a knock on the door and Mrs. Wilkinson entered. "Hello my dear I see you are still up. You mentioned the School of Discipline and the Major and I were wondering whether you could come along to our room and give us a demonstration of what happens. Of course if you are too tired. . ."

I was startled by the request but pleased all the same and said,

"Of course I will be happy to come. Let me get my dressing gown."

I grabbed my dressing gown and walked along to their bedroom. It was at the end of a long passage and was well separated from the rest of the house. I entered the room and found the Major sitting in a chair and his wife on the bed.

He started, "Now Fiona we want to find out everything you can show, or tell, us about the School. First of all explain what is involved at the school and then please demonstrate on my wife, and on me if necessary. Clearly if we are going to send June to the school the more we know the better. Where would you like to start?"

I gave them some background on the School and pushed its potential for turning out well-rounded girls with the right attitude. And then I suggested I gave them a demonstration of the sort of discipline, which would be used. They agreed and I said: "I suggest that I start with some hand-spanking and, I see you have a cane there in the corner, I will demonstrate how we will be dealing with the girls. I know that both you and the Major would like to take part so I will begin with hand spanking Mrs. Wilkinson and then caning her and you Major." "Capital my girl. Just tell us what to do."

"Mrs. Wilkinson should come across my knees and I will give her sixty spanks with my hand. On her bare buttocks."

I sat down and Mrs. Wilkinson laid herself across my knees. I raised her nightdress and rubbed her bottom. It was large and firm but with a coarseness about it, which suggested that, it was well used to this treatment. I raised my hand and brought it down on the left buttock, then on the right and, for the next five minutes, I alternated on the buttocks. Their colour turned from white to red as my assault continued and by the end she was beginning to squirm and as I massaged between her legs I could feel liquid oozing from cunt lips. I then asked whether she would like me to cane her now or wait until after I had spanked her husband. Her immediate response was: "Now please Julie"

I stood up and told her to bend over the end of the bed as I fetched the cane. As I walked across the room I could see that the Major had his hands inside his dressing gown and it did not need a genius to decide that he was already handling himself. Mrs. Wilkinson eagerly placed herself in position and I lifted her nightgown up above her buttocks. I whipped the cane through the air once or twice - it was an excellent medium cane with good stinging possibilities - before laying it across her buttocks. Then I brought it down with a CRACKKK! And watched it sink into the reddened area. I raised the cane again and the second stroke landed close to the first. I continued to send in stroke after stroke until I had laid on fifteen. Mrs. Wilkinson was now so aroused that when I looked between her legs I could see the liquid slipping down her thighs to the ground. I could tell that if I did not stop now and deal with her husband in like fashion I would find myself watching her raping him!

I moved back and told the major that it was his turn and that I would be giving him twenty strokes of the cane. By now he was very aroused and, as he moved over to the end of the bed, I could see his hands in front of his pubic area trying to conceal a very firm cock. He bent over and adjusted himself to be comfortable while I lowered his pyjama trousers and I started as I intended to continue with a very firm stroke that should set the standard. It certainly did and by the end he knew that he had received a real caning. His bottom was criss crossed with weals and he was now rampant. As I looked at his wife I could see her fingers thrusting through her pubic hair into her quim as she stimulated herself while waiting.

I finished the caning and the Major whispered that it had really searched him and would I now leave them. I left the room but they could hardly wait before they fell on each other. I turned and looked and saw it was starting with a 69, with his tongue up into her cunt and she sucking his cock, before the ultimate enjoyment would follow. I went to my notebook and ticked off June although I was intending to speak to her in the morning.

I must say that the whole episode had excited me as well and I masturbated myself to exhaustion fantasizing about Sir John before going to sleep.

The next morning I met June and told her that she would be coming to the School of Discipline in September if she wished. I added that I thought that she would do rather well, as I was sure that she had been well trained by her parents in the wisdom of the cane. June agreed enthusiastically and recommended that my next stop should be a visit to Polkington Manor. May and Mary Blethington the two girls who lived there were keen on spanking and she, June, had often been to their parties. She was sure that they would want to come if I could persuade the parents. She suggested that I allowed myself to be spanked by the parents who were keen on all forms of CP. I said that I would remember her advice and she then telephoned to ask them if I could visit later that day. Mrs. Blethington agreed immediately and I left the Wilkinsons soon after breakfast.

When I arrived at the Manor Mrs. Blethington and the two girls welcomed me and offered me a room for the night. I agreed readily and, led by the girls went upstairs to my room. They spent the next half-hour quizzing me about the school and what it would be like before I had to tell them I must get ready for tea. When I had washed and changed I came down to the lounge where Mrs. Blethington was waiting with some tea.

"Welcome my dear, any friend of June's is a friend of ours. June tells me you are teaching at a new school with an unusual title. Tell me about it."

I tried to explain the ethos of the school as well as I could and Mrs. Blethington was soon nodding her head. I also told her that we would be accepting older ladies who wanted to extend their experience.

"A wise decision. I am sure it will be a success. We find that young girls need that touch of discipline now and again to keep them in check. I must say that it seems the perfect place for them. I am particularly impressed with the idea of allowing older ladies to make private visits. We are frequently neglected and our needs ignored. How does one arrange to visit the School oneself?"

"No problem, just call the Secretary and ask to see Sir John. He will know how to deal with you."

"Thank you. Now dear what is your own experience? Have you ever been punished with the strap or the cane?"

"Oh yes, my father regularly used both on me and even at the school staff will be punished for their misdemeanors. Part of their training at present from Sir John is giving, and receiving, corporal punishment"

"Excellent! I am sure my husband will be very interested when he arrives home. We shall be having a session with the girls this evening maybe you would like to join us? You see we always discuss misdeeds by any of the family and use the strap and cane on each other."

"I would enjoy joining you very much Mrs. Blethington. One gets careless when visiting as many places as I have and I am sure that I deserve to be reminded of my responsibilities."

"Very well said my dear. After dinner we will assemble in here for our family meeting."

Before dinner the girls plied me with more questions about the School and were clearly enthusiastic about joining it. They had been regularly spanked throughout their lives so saw nothing unusual in a school, which specialised in it. They also enjoyed the 'sessions' when the whole family joined in and were pleased that I had agreed to take part. We finished dinner and retired with our coffee to the lounge. The door was immediately locked so that there should be no unwelcome visitors and Mr. Blethington explained to me a little about these sessions.

"You must understand that we are an open family who have always believed that correction is for the whole family and not just the children. When my wife and I make mistakes then we should be punished as much as the girls. We decided therefore that once a week, from the time that the girls were twelve years old, we would meet together in this room and confess any wrongdoings. The rest of the family would then decide on a suitable punishment. When the girls were younger this could start at twelve hand-spanks for something trivial to a dozen with the cane for a major fault. As the girls have matured so the penalties have increased to a minimum of twenty straps and a maximum of sixty and six to twenty-four with the cane The girls are involved in the giving as well as receiving. All punishments are on the bare bottom. Once the session had ended nothing more is ever said about the incidents."

I found this fascinating and looked forward to the next hour. Mary stood up first "I am sorry but I have torn my new dress, I also was rude to the maid when she spoke about my carelessness. I also told a lie to the vicar when I said that I was too busy too help with the old peoples' party. I was really too lazy."

She sat down whilst the rest talked together about the punishment. It was agreed that the dress deserved eighteen with the strap and lying to the vicar twelve with the cane. May would apply the strap and her father the cane.

Mary now stood up and removed her dress and petticoats. She slipped her hands into the top of her knickers and pushed them down below her knees. May meanwhile had picked up the strap and was swinging it. Mary bent over the arm of a chair placed in the middle of the room and while the rest of us watched gave Mary thirty hard spanks with the strap. She certainly did not let up because it was her sister and Mary's bottom was well reddened by this time. She stayed in position as her father fetched the cane and swished it through the air. He measured up for his stroke "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", and brought the cane down sharply across the girl's buttocks. The line immediately stood out clear and red. The second "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" and succeeding strokes whipped in until she had received all eighteen. Her bum cheeks were now turning a bright purple from the treatment they had received. She stood up and faced everybody.

"I am sorry for my misdeeds and I promise to do better."

She then joined the family group still naked, standing up because of her sore bum.. Mrs. Blethington then took her place and confessed. "I went up to London on Monday and overspent my allowance. I gave the manager a post-dated cheque for the balance. Because of my nagging guilt I complained to cook yesterday about the dinner. There was nothing wrong with it but I was so cross with myself that I had to blame somebody."

Again the rest of the family conferred and this time decided that the cook was minor and deserved a twenty-four stroke hand spanking by Mary while the overspending was so serious that she should receive twenty-four very hard strokes of the cane. The girls were emphatic that these should be very hard and suggested that I should give them. Mrs. Blethington, who knew the power of her husband's arm and thought that this might be less painful, agreed. She stood up and like Mary had removed her dress and petticoats before lowering her knickers. I could see that this was a prize for me. The crème de la crème of bottoms to test my arm on. I hoped that she would show interest in visiting the school, as I was sure that we could all enjoy dealing with this bottom.

Mary sat down and her mother lay across her knees ready for the hand spanking. I could tell immediately that Mary had a good arm and knew how to use it. This may have only been a minor infringement but the twenty-four made her mother's bottom glow. Then it was my turn and everybody was interested to see how I would perform. Mrs. Blethington bent over the chair with her glowing buttocks pointing towards me. I took up the cane and tapped her bottom once or twice before "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" sending in a searing stroke that made the cheeks dance with their exertions. The next three strokes I laid, as if by ruler, one above the other before beginning to infill. The next four I made sure were in the spaces left by the earlier strokes. By now Mrs. Blethington was wondering if she had jumped out of the frying pan into the fire as my arm was not only as strong as her husband's but was also more accurate. I continued with a short pause between strokes until we had passed the twenty mark. The last strokes I wanted to cross the others diagonally to ensure that the maximum discomfort was felt so I adjusted my position slightly and laid the next stroke with some draw. The final one I gave an extra flick of the wrist to making sure that it had its maximum effect in crossing the rest diagonally. Mrs. Blethington stayed in position for a minute or two before gingerly standing up and rubbing her sore bum.

"You certainly wield a nifty cane Fiona. I am sure that my girls will be in good hands when they join the school."

She walked over and joined Mary standing beside the sofa - but not daring to sit down.

May now stood up and confessed to her misdeeds. She had been rude to the post woman when she came with the post yesterday. She could not think of anything else. The consensus was forty-eight with the strap applied by her mother. Mrs. Blethington dealt with this matter quickly and efficiently before it was time for her father to make his statement. He admitted that he had been late at his office because of an extra long lunch at his club and he had also overspent. He had had lunch in London on Tuesday and drunk two bottles of expensive wine. On settling he had had to borrow money to pay the bill. The family confab took place and they agreed that the lateness required thirty with the strap from each of the girls while the problem of the bill required twelve each with the cane from his wife and me. He readily agreed and prepared himself.

The girls certainly did not hold back and his bottom was very red when it was his wife's turn. She clearly remembered that she was his wife and although the cane landed sharply it was not very powerful. Then it was my opportunity and when I stepped up I made sure that he felt all the strokes. Like his wife he thanked me and noted that it was the hardest that he had received. I also saw that it had an effect on his cock but their was no embarrassment in the rest of the family as it stood out through his pubic bush .Now it was my turn.

I thought for a minute while I tried to suggest some faults. I remembered that I had driven through a red light on my way there and also that I had spilt ice cream down the front of a new dress when I had stopped for lunch. After the family conference it was decide that the ice cream was minor and would be dealt with by twenty-four with the strap from the girls - twelve each - while the red light was major and deserved a total of eighteen with the cane. Nine each from the two adults. I knew what this would mean following the way I had dealt with their bottoms!

I took off my dress and lowered my knickers before I bent over the chair. I felt the caress of the strap as it was laid across my buttocks before it cracked down, twelve each from each girl. No problem, they were sharp but not too painful. Now came the tester. Mrs. Blethington came to my side and tapped my bottom once or twice with the cane before cracking in the first stroke. She continued to cane with efficiency but little power so that I was still quite relaxed when she had finished. Mr. Blethington took his place and it was a shock as he was left-handed. It meant that he would be crossing his wife's strokes. The first one really searched my bum and the succeeding strokes were all as painful but I was pleased that I was able to take them without showing any emotion. When he finished I stood up and thanked the family for the chance of joining their evening, a remark that was well received by everybody. The parents also confirmed that the girls would be joining us in September, a message that made them jump up and cheer. We then retired to bed where the girls joined me for an hour or so asking lots of questions about the school. As I returned to my own room I could hear a very loud squeaking of bedsprings from the parents room and I guessed that the spankings had had an erotic effect.

I left after breakfast the next morning on my way to my next appointment. Mrs Blethington confirmed that the girls would be joining the school and that she would be making contact herself soon in a 'private' capacity!

My visit now was to Dowager Duchess of Rothshire. She had a granddaughter who needed a finishing school for the next two years. Julie had heard about her and arranged with the Dowager that I should visit the ancestral home.

As soon as I arrived I knew that this would be a short visit. I was shown into the Dowager's library and she and the girl Marianne were waiting. There was no beating about the bush. "Good morning Miss Bradshaw. Julie Frenson tells me that your school can offer my granddaughter a finishing education. Is that so?"

"Yes your ladyship. We are a new school which specialises in training young ladies in their deportment as well as educational subjects. There will only be twenty or so pupils in the first year and they will have every attention. Discipline will be strict and corporal punishment is administered."

"Exactly what the girl needs. She is beginning to get out of hand and frankly she need some firm discipline. I'm too old to be suitable for that job. On Julie's recommendation I am willing to take a chance and let my granddaughter join you. Her father and mother were both killed in the war and she is all I have left."

Turning to her granddaughter,

"Would you like to go girl?"

"O yes please Grandma. I would love the chance to be with other girls of my age especially as they will have the same interests. Can I take Fiona into the gardens and talk to her about the school?"

"Of course child. Off you both go. Please see me before you leave Miss Bradshaw."

I took Marianne into the garden and tried to tell her about the school and some of her future companions. She knew many of them already and the questions kept tumbling out. In the end I think I satisfied her and we returned for me to say goodbye to her Grandmother.

The old lady walked to the door with me, "You will think me an old silly but I shall be sorry when she goes. She is like a ray of sunshine. But you make sure that she comes back well behaved. Remember 'spare the rod and spoil the child' is as apposite now as it was in my younger days."

I felt that it was now time to return to the school. I telephoned Sir John who agreed and told me that we now had twelve pupils and we were waiting for Marie to return. She had had the longest journey and was not expected back until tomorrow. With the ones he would get from his interviews he was sure that the full twenty places would be filled.

I was very excited at returning because I knew that now a whole new chapter in my life was beginning - for the present it was unknown but I was sure that it would be pleasurable.

Hi everybody, this is Marie. As you know I left for Kent to find some pupils for the school and these are my adventures. I took the train to London and then on to Canterbury where I was met by Dr Francis. He and his family lived in a small Manor House about ten miles out of the cathedral city. As we drove I explained to the Doctor why I was there and he seemed very interested. He had two daughters Jemma who was 18 years old and Margaret who was 19. The two girls were at home while the parents decided on their future and a year or two at a finishing school with discipline would knock the rough edges off before they finally left home. He told me that they did whip the girls so a school that offered similar discipline would be ideal. He would be dealing with the girls tonight and would I like to attend. Of course I said yes and he confirmed that it would be carried out after dinner. Meanwhile on arrival I had a chat with the girls who told me that they were being caned for staying out until midnight when they had been told to return by eleven o'clock. They accepted that they had no excuse and the caning would be well deserved. I asked them how often they were spanked and had they any objection to it.

They looked at each other and Margaret said, "Strangely no. We both seem to enjoy it in a odd way and in fact we do spank each other when we go to bed."

I was pleased about this, as these were clearly the types of girls we hoped to attract. I went to my room and cleaned up before dinner and I was asked many questions about the school by the whole. The parents seemed as interested as the girls did and I wondered if we had clients for the parents rooms. Dinner ended and the girls went to prepare themselves for their punishment while the rest of us took our coffee into the Doctor's study. While we were waiting for them to return he showed me that he had an excellent selection of punishment instruments which he laid out on the study desk. The girls returned dressed in just their nightclothes and stood head down in front of their father.

"I am afraid that you girls have let me down badly, I allowed you to stay out at the party until eleven o'clock and was kept waiting until after midnight. Have you any excuse?"

"No father, the party was so good that we just lost track of the time. We know that we were wrong and deserve to be punished."

" I am so angry that you will each receive eighteen strokes of the cane. I will not accept crying or screaming and if your hands go behind your back to cover your bottom the stroke will be repeated. Please count out the strokes as they are delivered. Jemma step forward and prepare yourself."

Jemma stepped forward and removed her nightdress. She had a pair of pants on underneath and pushed these down her legs stepping out of them. She had an excellent figure her breasts were well developed and she had a good ginger bush but her buttocks at present were still rather narrow and unformed. She bent over the study table while her father selected a medium weight cane from those on the table. He whipped the cane through the air once or twice, laid it across the buttocks and then CRACKK! It landed square on the centre of the buttocks "One, thank you Sir." He was an accurate caner and every stroke found the mark. By the time she had received a dozen strokes she was in distress and was finding it difficult to count. As the stopped for a minute before the last six I wondered whether she would be able to stand them. "Good girl, don't let me down now. You have been very brave," said the Doctor, "last six coming up. He continued his punishment the final six crisscrossing the tortured area before he told her to get up and stand in the corner to watch her sister being punished. She stood and walked across to the corner facing the room

Meanwhile Margaret came forward and her father said that she would receive an extra six strokes as she was the senior and was responsible for making sure that they arrived home on time.

"Yes father I understand and deserve the punishment." She lifted the nightgown over her head and I saw immediately this was a different proposition from her sister. Besides the prominent breasts with nipples that stood out sharply from them her bum was well formed and fully developed. I noticed as she went to the study table and bent over that her vagina was also prominent with wisps of black pubic hair surrounding it. I could clearly see that the lips were wet and she was already erotically involved. Her ass clearly showed the brown puckered rosette of her bum and I knew that this girl would be one of our major players at the school in the next year.

Her father took up a slightly thicker cane and tapped her bottom before the first stroke fell SWISHH! CRACKK! As it landed. "One, thank you father." I watched carefully as the strokes rained in and there was no doubt that although the caning was painful she was becoming so involved in her own emotions that the actual pain was incidental. I knew that as soon as the caning was finished I must offer to take her to her room quickly so that she could have her orgasm. The strokes rained in without any emotion "Seventeen, thank you father, eighteen, thank you father" until the final "twenty-four, thank you father." She stood up and I and told her parents that I would help her to her room.

When we reached the room I told her to lay face down on the bed while I rubbed in some cream to ease the pain in the scarred buttocks. At the same time my fingers massaged between her legs and I could tell that she was on a high so I flicked the clitoris and slid my fingers into her sopping cunt moving them quickly in and out. Margaret moaned and then lifted off the bed before she collapsed having had a massive orgasm. "Thank you Marie I need that, every time I get a beating I have the most fantastic sexual experience. Is there something wrong with me?"

I kissed her. "No of course not my dear it is natural and when you get to the school you will have every opportunity to express yourself and I will be able to help you. I am glad that you are joining us."

I left her then and retired to bed ready for the next family. I could not go to sleep without masturbating myself as the caning and the orgasm of Margaret had turned me on.

The next morning I left for Chilingham Manor where Brigadier General Levens lived with his family. The Colonel had been my father's superior during the war and I knew his family well. They had two girls, Lavinia who was only twelve and Marcia who was eighteen. Marcia and I had often spanked each other in fun when I had stayed with her and I was sure that if I could talk to her she would want to come to the School. I was fortunate in that the whole family was at home and when I explained my mission it was enthusiastically received by the Brigadier and Marcia.

I knew the Brigadier from old and could tell that he wanted to get me on my own to talk to me. I excused my self and we went into the garden.

"Damn me Marie. Talk of spanking has really turned me on. Look I have a good reason to punish Margaret this evening and then i was wondering if you could perhaps deal with me. Years since I received a good thrashing. How about it? May even visit the School in private - I expect you need some male as well as female trustees."

I agreed that i would watch him deal with Margaret after dinner and then when the girls had retired deal with him. On this note I left to chat to the two girls and answer even more questions Lavinia was jealous but I pointed out that I was sure that she could attend when she was old enough.

After dinner that evening Margaret left the room while her father and I talked over coffee. lavinia retired for the night and then Margaret returned dressed in just her nightgown. Her father looked at her and told her to remove her gown and take her position over the length of the table. She gripped the far end tightly and I could see her bum cheeks flexing as they waited for the punishment. her father went to a stand in the corner and took out a whippy rattan swishing it through the air a doxen times.

"You know what this is for. When I allowe you to visit London on Monday I told you to return by 10pm. You did not retun until the next moring. Your aunt explained that you had missed the last train so stayed with her but that is no excuse. I am therefore going to give you two dozen strokes with the cane. prepare yourself. He measured up for his stroke "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", and brought the cane down sharply across the girl's buttocks. The line immediately stood out clear and red. The second "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" and succeeding strokes whipped in until she had received all twenty-four. Her bum cheeks were now turning a bright purple from the treatment they had received.

"Now return to your room as Marie and I have some details to discuss of your entrance to the School. Very chastened Marcia picked up her nightdress and left the room.

As soon as she had gone the Brigadier locked his study door and invited me to a drink.

"What do you think. Takes her punishment well doesn't she. I am sure that she will get on at your establishment. Now it is our turn my dear. You know what I need so you can lay it on with a will. Find yourself a cane while I prepare"

He stood up and removed his jacket and trousers. He dropped his underpants to the floor and bent over the table as his daughter had done. I found a long, thick rattan with bands around which I knew would add to the pain and prepared myself. I lifted his shirt to bare his bum and saw that it was fully fleshed for a man and so could take plenty of stick. "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" I laid on with a will "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" and succeeding strokes whipped in until he had received twenty-four. His bum was now aflame but I had only just started and "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" until he had received forty eight by which time I decided he had had enough. By now I was very randy and as he stood up i saw that his cock was like a spear trusting forwards and I dropped on my kneesand took it in my mouth. He stood there as I sucked and then lifted me up.

"Undress my dear. I think that we both need a good fuck now!"

I stood up and removed my clothes before drawing him over to the rug in front of the fire. I raised my knees, opened my legs and felt him come down and in. We woer both ready and it was more like a rut than a fuck until we both came at the same moment. We lay back relaxing before he stood and fetched two glasses of brandy to revive us.

"That was the best fuck I have had for years. One more time I think now we are more relaxed."

I looked at him and saw that his cock was beginning to stand again and I took it in my mouth running my tongue over the tip and sucking on the head until I felt it swell to full size. When it was ready I pushed him on his back. I straddled him and eased down on to the rigid pillar and drew him inside me until his cock was pushing into my inner recesses. When I was filled I looked down and began to rise and fall drawing his cock to the edge of my pussy before dropping down. We were bound as one and he watched me while I rode him like a rider galloping to a finish. Suddenly I felt him stiffen and my own body told me that now was the moment. One thrust down and he pushed against me spurting sperm into my cunny to mingle with my own spend as the climax came. I collapsed on top of him and he put his arms around me.

"God damn me Marie I didn't think I still had it in me. You must come again when my daughters are away. A good thrashing followed by a superb fucking what else could any body ask. I think that we are both ready for bed my dear."

I eased myself of hima and stood up. I slipped my dress over my head to look decent and guided by him went to my room where I had a lon, long soak before sleeping the night away. I left for the School in the morning with his thanks ringing in my ears and the promise of another girl and a possible trustee to boot.