Our first term was beginning and we are waiting for our first intake of girls to arrive. All of the staff is in position to help them find their rooms and show them around the School. Today only the older girls are due and we are allocating rooms for the first night only, after that we shall allow the girls to choose their partners. The younger group would be arriving a week later to allow the seniors to settle in and us to establish the priorities.

They, the senior girls, arrived at intervals throught the day. Many of them were already friends and were pleased to meet up again. I could already see some of them pairing off so knew that allocating rooms only for the first night was the right one. They would have a relaxed evening and then after dinner would go to bed for an early evening. At dinner I welcomed them all and told them that there would be a full school meeting next morning after breakfast when the full regulations and rules would be explained. I also told them that the rooms they were in tonight were only for tonight and that tomorrow they would be able to pair up with friends. I finally introduced the Matron Mrs. Green and told the girls to see her this evening if they had any questions that needed urgent answers. I finished by saying good night and leaving them to have their first meal together without the staff present.

Next morning came and after breakfast the school assembled in the main hall. I had all of the staff on the stage with me and introduced them one at a time. I then gave my main discourse.

"Girls as you know this is the School of Discipline. What this means is that discipline is strict. Most punishments are corporal punishment. You have been selected to attend because you, and corporal punishment, are no strangers and in fact many of you welcome it. The teachers can all give corporal punishment with hand, slipper or tawse. I am the only person who uses the cane or the birch. All punishment is on the bare and for heinous offences such as smoking or out of bounds there is a public flogging. Normal punishment will be carried out after dinner in the dining room. We also have a special punishment room where some discipline will be carried out in private. I know from the information that we have received that many of you will welcome this plan.

The next item is more exciting for you I am sure. As you know for convenience you were allocated rooms last night. After this meeting you can get together and decide on your own partnerships. Keep quiet please while I finish! The first girl on the nameboard for each room will retain that room and she will give the name of her new partner to Mrs. Green. I will NOT allow chopping and changing and any arrangement must stand for at least the first half of the term.

While you are here we want you to enjoy yourselves and we shall offer every opportunity to do so. At the same time we will try to develop your personalities so that whatever you want to do in life you will be prepared for any eventuality. All of the staff are here to assist so do not hesitate to speak with them if you have any questions..

You will find that your teachers can help you with more than their particular subjects and I will tell you that they were selected on the same basis as you and are subject to the same sanctions for misdemeanors. Now dismiss and you have an hour to sort out you room partners and then report to your teachers in the classrooms ready to get your assignments. This afternoon you can move your clothes into your room and get settled in. I look forward to meeting you at dinner tonight."

I had a busy day with Joyce as we worked to get the program underway now the girls had arrived. Julie Frenson also spent a lot of time with me during the day as we tried to make sure that everybody was with a companion they wanted to be with, while Marie was run off her feet . By the evening we were all exhausted and were looking forward to dinner. We were also aware that we wanted to establish the discipline code and I was waiting to find out if there were any girls for me to punish.

As soon as I reached the dining room I knew that we had two girls for punishment. Fiona told me that they had fought each other because they wanted to share a room with the same girl. This I was not prepared to accept and I intended to make my point after dinner.

Dinner itself was a lively affair with all the high pitched voices talking to each other in their excitement. After dinner was finished I rang the bell which was in front of me on the table and stood up.

"I have some serious news to start the term with. Two girls have made it clear that they cannot contain themselves and have been reported for fighting. This is unacceptable and so on this first evening I call Joanna deVere and May Blethington forward. The two girls rose from their places and walked slowly forward to stand in front of me.

"As I said this sort of behaviour is quite unacceptable and you will be caned. Because it was fighting I am making it twelve strokes each on the bare bottom. You will be caned here and now in front of the rest of the school. Have you anything to say?"

The two girls looked at each other and May said, "We are both very sorry Sir for our behaviour and we deserve the punishment." Joanna nodded in agreement.

"Right ladies now I will deal with you in alphabetical order May Blethington first and then Joanna. May remove your skirt and your knickers and bend over and touch your toes."

She slipped out of her skirt and pushed down her knickers finally stepping out of them. She then moved into the middle of the room bent over and presented her buttocks to the school. I was using the nursery cane tonight so I knew it would sting but cause no damage. I moved to her side and placing the cane on her buttocks said, "No standing up or putting your hands behind your back or strokes will be repeated."

I lined up the bottom and whipped the cane down "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" which made a nice red line across both buttocks. The next five strokes she did not move but once I got to the seventh she was beginning to cry. "No use crying girl - it is your own fault"

I cracked in the next six equally hard and left her crying profusely. By the time I had finished her bottom looked fiery with the individual strokes showing clearly Once I had finished she stood up rubbed her bottom vigorously and sobbed "Thank you Sir for the punishment."

Miss Simmons who picked up the skirt and knickers and handed them to her took her in hand so that she could dress. Meanwhile Joanna came forward. "Hurry up girl and get that skirt and knickers off and adopt the position."

Joanna stood out and unfastened her skirt and removed it. Her knickers came down and she bent over. I started, "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" as with May, with six good hard strokes, but not too hard followed by the final six slightly harder so that she would know that she had been caned. I was not wanting to frighten the girls only warn them. Joanna stood up and although she hadn't cried out there were tears in her eyes. Angela Greenslade took her in hand and helped her get dressed. This was an excellent opportunity to get the message through to the girls.

"I am sorry that I have had to cane two girls on the first evening but it was an bad case. Later in the term it would have been a public flogging with my special cane. You may now return to your rooms or the common room. Goodnight"

"Goodnight Sir, goodnight ladies."

The girls streamed out talking to each other about what had happened but nobody seemed shocked or upset in any way, rather it was excitement - even anticipation as they gathered round the two miscreants. The staff and I retired to their staff room where we discussed the canings over coffee. They were all intrigued that nobody had been surprised or showed any apprehension with what had happened. This augured well for the future.

The evening had also stimulated me and I decided that this was an opportunity to talk with Julie Frenson about what had happened today and then see how the evening developed. I therefore requested Julie to join me in the study; a move, which I saw, was noted with interest by the rest of the staff. Once we reached there I sat down and asked for Julie's comments.

"Everything went very well in my opinion. The girls have settled in well and the canings tonight intrigued them as well as stimulating them. As I looked round I think that a number would have liked to be there! To be honest I would have been."

"I am glad that you think that way. Those were my observations entirely. As to your last remark do you still feel the same way?"

"I most certainly do and if you do not offer to cane me in the next five minutes I shall go mad!"

I stood up and walked over to my cupboard, "If you like to remove your clothes than we can get started. A dozen or twenty-four - your choice."

"I will take the twenty-four, as long as I can be fucked by you afterwards."

I agreed and immediately she removed her clothes. Again I could only admire her body. Ripe and full her breasts with their prominent nipples counterbalanced her well-formed bum while her pubic bush seemed even more luxuriant than the last time I had seen it. The dimples on her bum seemed more defined and flexed as she bent. She had not been caned by me since before her visits and I could see that she was eager for the rod.

"Over the arm of the chair."

She bent over as I moved behind her. Before I started I caressed the firm white buttocks reminding myself that after a few minutes the colour, and texture, would have changed dramatically. I rested the cane on her bottom for a few seconds and then whipped in a sharp stroke "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" Which instantly raised a line across both cheeks. I knew that she wanted sharp caning so did not spare her "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", delivering the next five with power and precision. She did not move, only sighing "God, I need this" while I massaged the reddened areas and ran my fingers in and out between her legs. Already I could tell that she was becoming erotically aroused and after I had applied the next six strokes and felt again I could tell that the juices were running down the inside of her legs. The lines were becoming ridges, which stood out proud from the surface. I could tell that they were already tender. I promised myself that they would be even tenderer before I had finished.

"Don't stop now. I am just getting turned on. Make the next ones harder."

I took up my position again and "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", landed the next six strokes to the bottom of the buttocks, at least three landed on the same spot and the ridge swelled into a crested area about half an inch across. Now I could feel her wriggling and moaning not in pain but with emotion. I decided that all of the rest should be delivered vertically and diagonally to have the maximum effect and I shifted my position to be behind her, lowered my knees a little and delivered a stoke from bottom to top of the right buttock followed by a similar one to the left. These were particularly wicked as they crossed every mark already made. "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!",The final four I brought down diagonally to cross all former marks. She was screaming by the end: "Come on you bastard, harder, harder" as her emotions began building. Once I had finished she laid there for a moment exhausted before turning round and kissing me on the mouth with her tongue thrusting between my lips. She fumbled at my trousers, "Quick get your clothes off I can't wait I need you in me."

Within seconds I was as naked as she was and we were on the floor, she on top with her legs spread over my rampant cock. She found the entrance for me and settled on it with a great sigh as it impaled her to her depths. She immediately began rising and falling as I thrust upwards. She was clearly very aroused and I knew that I couldn't sustain this for long after the caning and sure enough within a short time I was cumming into her with great gouts of sperm shooting high up into her quim. My load was so huge that as she came herself I could see the cum squirting out from her pussy. Her orgasm came at the same time and she screamed in ecstasy and gave a violent shudder before relaxing by my side.

"John, that was incredible. Can we go to bed now and you can put some ointment on my bum. It feels rather sore. But you are not getting away with only one fuck tonight I shall expect more later."

I was not yet ready to have a constant companion as, with all the staff and pupils, I had a large field to play with but I agreed to her joining me tonight and we made love at least three more times during the course of the night. She returned to her own room in the early hours of the next day.

The next morning I had a meeting with Joyce Slater and Julie to discuss the position of Head Girl. They felt that a shortlist of Lady Jane Smithfield and Marion Bristol were the two possibles and that I should interview them privately and to find the most suitable. I agreed and Julie suggested that the cellar was the best place. Here I could be private and undisturbed while testing their resolve to take on the position. I decided to start with Marion the oldest Bristol girl. She was a senior and clearly had accepted responsibility over her sisters.

I sent to her class for her and after her arrival in the study explained that I was looking for a Head Girl for the school and she was on the shortlist. I needed to do some tests for her suitability first so I would like her to come with me. We walked to the cellar and I opened the door. When she walked in her first comment was. "Fantastic Sir. I have never seen a punishment room like this."

"The problem is Marion that I have no idea whether you will be suitable as Head Girl because she will have authority to punish the rest of the girls. Any girl who spanks or canes needs to have received the cane first to be sure they understand what they are doing. Before I consider you therefore I must cane you first. This will be a hard bare bottom caning to establish your suitability. Do you understand and agree?"

"Of course Sir and I welcome it. I must be honest and say that my bottom was itchy while the two girls were being punished last night."

"I think then that we will have all of your clothes off first."

There was no shyness or embarrassment from Marion as she unfastened her skirt and blouse before slipping her knickers off just leaving her white knee length stockings in place. When she was unclothed I looked and admired her form. Her bottom was firm but had not yet taken on the matronly look that is ideal for spanking and her mound was well covered with pubic hair, however her vagina was already full and fleshy. I was sure that my future plans would include her !

"Have you had much spanking yourself?"

"No Sir, my father was away a lot and I had to discipline my sisters but nobody dealt with me. I do know however from my responses when spanking my sisters that I enjoy the thrill of spanking and I wanted to try the test of being spanked. I used to try to spank myself but it was not very satisfactory"

I told her to move the chair into the middle of the room as I would not need the flogging block and I was going to start with hand spanking. This would warm up her bottom up for the cane.

Marion did as she was told, and laid herself across my knees. What a pleasant feel was a young soft body resting on me as I prepared to spank the elegant bottom? I gently smoothed the buttocks and she reacted rather like a cat with the cream stretching and contracting her buttocks and curling up her toes.

"Open your legs please".

Marion lay there feeling very relaxed until she felt a blow on her bottom as my hand struck. One by one the blows fell and after ten I again stroked the cheeks and ran my fingers up and down the back of her legs. Again she reacted and I could see that there was potential for me here. I started striking again and after fifty or sixty or so the bottom was beautifully reddened and ready for sharper punishment. She had clearly enjoyed her treatment up till now. I told her to stand up and to move to the flogging bench and bend over the back holding firmly to the bar. I would not use restraints this time. She did as she was told but out of the corner of her eye watched me select a medium cane from among my collection. I picked it up and swished it through the air. I explained that she would receive six strokes with the same cane as Marion would use if she became she Head Girl and then a final six strokes with the cane I, as Headmaster, used on girls referred to me.

I raised the cane and with a SWISHHH!! and a CRACKKK!! It landed on her rump. It seared her bum and, as it sank in, I felt the resilience of a young bum. The white mark crossed both buttocks before turning to red. "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", I continued with regular strokes until the first six had been received. I was pleased that she had not flinched. Her bottom showed the accuracy of my strokes as the marks were parallel to eaach other with about half an inch between the. However the next six would be the telling strokes as it would be infilling and crossing marks already showing. Before I started I again gently caressed the gently heaving bottom. She reacted immediately and pushed it towards me. I did not react as sex was not part of my plan today.

I took up the Headmaster's cane and stroked her legs and back gently before SWISHHH!! and a CRACKKK!! slipping in a sharp stroke which made her cry out. "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", I immediately struck three more times. I needed to know whether this was just shock or inability to take the cane. However she did not react again and I placed myself for the final two. I always made a point of these two being the hardest to push the limits and today was not exception. "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!",She accepted them with equanimity and, when I had finished, I again rubbed the afflicted bottom. She stood up and thanked me saying that it was a pleasure to be caned by an expert and looking forward to more sessions. I watched as she got dressed and it was done very elegantly and her knickers did not seem to bother her bum as she drew them over it. After she had dressed she left for her classroom.

I then sent for Lady Jane Smithfield who was tall and slim. She walked well and in style would make an excellent Head Girl. I was now going to test her to her limits. I explained to her, exactly as I had Marion earlier, and she also agreed to be spanked. We moved to the cellar and I locked the door after we had entered. I then told her to remove her clothes because I intended to spank her before the caning. Like Marion she was a well-developed girl but her bust was fuller, her bottom was more developed and her pubic area thicker and more luxurious. She stood proudly in front of me waiting for the next stage.

I sat down and turned her across my knee and the white bottom rose high above my knees. She wriggled slightly to make herself comfortable and adjust her position as I prepared to spank. I raised my hand and smacked it down hard. This was going to be enjoyable for me as my hand sank into the firm buttocks with a loud CRACKKK!!. My cock was beginning to show an embarrassing rise in my trousers and I thought that the best thing was to keep the spanking going. After the first twenty spanks I stopped while I massaged her bottom. I then took up the spanking again and delivered a further twenty rapid-fire spanks covering both buttock cheeks equally. They now glowed a bright red and were covered with my finger marks so that when I massaged them they felt hot and resilient. Also by now I was getting very worried as my cock was now at a stand and must have been thrusting up into her groin. I gave her a final twenty before standing up to adjust my dress while she prepared for the cane.

There is no doubt that she looked magnificent bending over waiting for me to begin. I took up the cane and gave it one or two swishes before lining it up across the centre of the buttocks. "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" The cane landed low on the buttocks, "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" the next half dozen strokes worked up her bottom leaving a range of tramlines, which were raising as ridges already. I continued making sure that every stroke counted, stopping for a minute after the first dozen to massage the bottom and to rub gently between the legs. She whimpered as I touched the fig of her vagina and, like Marion, her legs parted to offer me more access. It was still no part of my programme at this time to involve sex in my actions so I rapidly returned to the cane.

"SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!" The last dozen strokes were delivered with force and regularity "SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!","SWISHHH!!!","CRACKKK!!!", leaving the bottom looking very red and bruised but at no time had Julie shown any distress , when I had finished, she smiled and thanked me for the opportunity to take this examination. I looked at her bottom before she dressed and she said that she would be happy to work with me in 'any position' I wanted. I was tempted but laughed the comment off. We returned up stairs, she to her classroom and me to trying to decide which of the two got the post of Head Girl!

I discussed the matter with Julie explaining what had happened and telling her that frankly I could not make up my mind. I was thinking of either joint Head Girls or half a year each. Neither method would be perfect but I felt that these two girls had exactly the potential that we needed and I did not want to upset either of them. Julie offered to speak to both of them to get their own feelings before I made a decision. I gave her twenty-four hours as the appointment must be completed before the younger pupils arrived at the weekend.

I took a walk round the classrooms and was pleased to see that when I walked into Margaret Proudfoot's she had one of the girls bent over her table and was applying the strap very firmly to her bottom. Obviously she had no hesitation in punishing if necessary. I didn't stay but left her to it returning to my office to complete some paperwork. There was also a message asking if I could see Mrs. Towler-Thomson tomorrow as she wanted to discuss the school discipline with me.

I was a little concerned as it looked as though the parents were wanting to be accommodated before I was really ready but, remembering Mrs Blethington, I agreed to see her and told Joyce to confirm an appointment for 2pm the next day.

One thing I hadn't told any of my staff about was that there were some secret passages from my study that led to the bedrooms where there were concealed doors and peepholes so that anything within could be seen. These passages had been installed by an ancestor when he had rebuilt the house in the sixteenth century to enable him to visit his mistresses and also to help hide Catholic priests who used to say illegal Masses after the Reformation. Sir Charles in the nineteenth century had had them refurbished as he was a notorious rake and would often have groups of similar friends in the house and they could swap without using the main staircase. I decided that after dinner I would check up on one or two of the rooms.

Dinner was a quiet affair after yesterday. The girls had now paired up and had found suitable partners to share with. We all retired early as the last few days had been rather hectic and all of us need to relax. I told Julie not to visit me tonight and went into the study and locked the door. I walked over to the bookcase in the corner and turning the catch opened the door. I switched on my torch and crept into the passageway. I had decided to visit Margaret Proudfoot's room as I was fairly certain that she and June Simmons were lovers.

As I edged along I checked on each room in turn but heard nothing until I reached Margaret's room. I had just arrived and was viewing the room. I noted that I could see everything when I heard a knock on the door. Margaret opened the door and June walked in. They kissed and hugged each other. June took Margaret by the hand and led her towards the bed. June stepped out of her skirt revealing small panties just covering a high and tanned bum. She then took off her shirt, revealing a long smooth back. I wanted her to turn round so that I could see her breasts but she didn't. Instead she unhooked her bra and slipped it off. I heard her say to Margaret, "Are you ready?" She nodded slowly and June smiled. Margaret looked down, as June slipped off her panties. She had the thickest bush of black pubic hair I had ever seen.

June leaned forward to kiss her. It was soft at first, June's lips, and then June's tongue, licking Margaret's lips slowly. She ran her hand through Margaret's hair and then pressed it on to her stomach, and she placed her own on top of it, pressing it down further. "I really want you Margaret! I want to have sex with you." She looked down, and then back up into Margaret's eyes, waiting for a response.

They kissed again.

"I want to take your nightgown off Margaret."

She bent down and raised the nightgown so that it came over Margaret's head. It was like an unveiling. Margaret stood back so that June could see her. She wore nothing on her slim frame, and her big breasts were heaving, June whistled softly, as she watched Margaret's nipples become erect, right before her very eyes. She groaned in the back of her throat, and walked over closer. She held her hand up, wishing to take one of the creamy beauties in her hand. She moaned softly, loving the feel of the tight hard nipple against her palm, and I could tell that she longed to kiss them, to make Margaret scream, in ecstacy. She bent her head and took the pink bud in her mouth. Margaret involuntary pressed her lower body into June's, causing her to sigh with pleasure. June nibbled and sucked, enjoying the slow grinding motion that teased her aching pussy.

"Has another woman ever sucked your breasts, darling?"

Without hesitation Margaret answered,

"No, dear, you're the first although I have wanted somebody to."

While this was going on my cock had become erect and I was fumbling to unfasten my trouser buttons to release it at the same time trying to see everything that was happening in the room. I wrapped my fist around my cock and moved it up and down rapidly to ease myself, watching the ladies all the time.

Naked now. June just stood there and stared at Margaret's gracefully curved breasts, her firm buttocks. The thick black pubic hair was glossy and long the cunt lips nestling softly inside. Their kisses became longer, and deeper, as each of them drank the other's sensuality in. Their bodies moved against each other, excitement charging through June's pussy every time their nipples touched. For at least ten minutes, they kissed and caressed like the eager and nervous young lovers they were. Electric sparks from her breasts to pussy. After treating Margaret's right breast with the same loving tongue, June began to move down her body. Margaret felt her legs spreading themselves in anticipation of what she'd always wanted a girl to do to her.

June kept moving Margaret's hips around, trying to increase her sensations with her squirming. When Margaret felt her kneel down, she stopped and waited. First, June nuzzled her, her nose sniffing Margaret's sexual scents. She could feel her juices mixing with the liquid on her leg. Then she grabbed Margaret about her waist, her hands resting on her buttocks. June dove into her pussy with a relish, her tongue lapping between Margaret's cunt lips, her nose rubbing her clit. She turned round so that Margaret could reach her pubis and after a few minutes of this, June couldn't believe how turned on she was, far more than she'd ever felt before. She started moving up and down, rubbing herself on Margaret's face. All thoughts were gone except the intense desire to have an orgasm, to find release for the pressure that had built up. Margaret peeked down and watched her as June lapped at her pussy, her very own girl-lover. She thought then of the newness of the experience and the idea of lesbian love just got her more and more excited. Within seconds, Margaret's vagina started clenching in the spasms of an orgasm.

It was so intense that she started moaning and biting her lower lip. It was far stronger than any she'd had with boys. Just as she began to unclench and relax from the release of the pressure, June started again, though now she was more forceful with her tongue and even began to nip Margaret's clit with her teeth. It didn't take long for the tension to return to her pelvis, the hardness to her nipples. Soon, she felt Margaret's stomach start to wobble in anticipation of her second orgasm (the first time she ever had more than one!). As she began to moan again, June took her hand and began sliding it back and forth between her ass cheeks. June's smiling face gleamed with Margaret's juices. She gave Margaret a deep kiss. Margaret then leant over and from aside drawer took out a wooden phallus. She knelt between June's legs and parted them before putting the point of the phallas to the engorged pussy lips. June arched her back to accept it and I watched as it slid easily into her depths. Margaret began to move it in and out and I watched June's back arch as her body took over and the depth of her emotions drew a response. The movements became more rapid until with a cry June came again and fell back exhausted with the experience. Margaret gently drew it out and after licking the cum from the wood held it up to June's nose so that she could smell her own scent.

The two ladies were so wrapped up in each other that they would have heard nothing if a bomb had dropped but as they went back to the bed to rest in each other's arms I decided that it was time for me to leave them. I was not embarrassed at seeing them but felt it was time to leave them to their own devices. I was sure that this passage would provide me with endless opportunities.

I had finally come off myself as I watched the two girls, so left them to therir endevours and crept back to my own rooms exhausted and ready for bed to await what the next day offered.