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Part 3

BOARDING SCHOOL DISCIPLINE DIARY

A girls first visit to the Headmaster

Chapter One

Swish… Thwack!

“Oomph!”

The crisp pain rips through her bare breast startling her, the thickness of the tightly wrapped cloth-eye mask keeping her in virtual darkness as a welt instantly rises across the flattened mound.  Her dreaded punishments begun.

Thwack!

“Aaaggghhh!”

More piercing pain, her other breast flattening, enveloping the flexing bamboo shunt as she twists, jerks at her bindings, grunts through the soiled mouth-gag.

“You understand yet?”  He asks, lowering the shunt, flicking it upwards between her spread legs.

Thwack!

”Gaaaaaaaddd!... Omph!... Oomph!”

Knees trembling, reflexively pressing inward as she frantically jerks her head up and down, the feel of the damp, flexing cane flicking away from the sensitive flesh between her thighs, the fresh pain resonates through her groin.  Reflexively tiptoeing, just as quickly slumping, wrists already chaffing from the leather bindings borrowing into her flesh, her fists clench as her head droops forward between her outstretched arms.  Hair entangled, spreading from the loose braid unraveling freely across her shoulders while also partially covering her face, she mumbles through the cloth gag, gingerly nods her head again up and down as she practically semi-squats, her quivering legs spreading apart at the knees between the wooden shaft, bound between her ankles.

Stepping slowly around her, the dampness shimmering across her youthful bare flesh beneath the glaring lights, the binding ropes creak, the pulley twisting from the weight of the horizontal rod supporting her from above.  Inspecting the welts, thin, crimson, raising a half inch or so above her otherwise unmarred flesh, watching her stomach hollowing, the silhouettes of her abs contracting, expanding with each forced breath, he flicks the tips of the pair of supple shunts of bamboo together a couple times as he positions himself directly in front of her.

“No… No I dont think you fully understand just yet.”  He scolds, measuring a shunt deep beneath a breast, lifting upwards with a curling of his wrist.  Raising the symmetrical mound a couple, three inches, letting the firm flesh spread across the supple cane, the thickening nipple flip out and over as it jiggles, he flicks his other wrist as he adds.  “I think Ill give you a little more to think about with a crisp flick right across this nipple after I center it… There… Right there… Now hold still.”

Thwack!

“Aaaaaaaggggghhhhh!”

An anguished squeal, her jerking body twisting away in the flexing ropes, he lowers the shunts, watches the fresh crimson streak rise across the bruised areola.  Again clicking the pair of shunts ominously together, stepping around her as he allows for her heaving breasts to stabilize, slipping the tip of the lower shunt beneath her other breast, watching her squirm, listening to her unintelligible mutterings through the saliva drenched gag, he flicks his wrist, again, just a little harsher.

“Hold that tittie still… I want a good path to the nipple… Might want to hold your breath though, this ones going to be a little harsher… Now hold it still or Ill do it twice!”

Thwack!

“Ooooooooommmmmmpppppphhhhh!”

The bamboo momentarily enveloped by her titflesh, his wrist jerking back, the shunt flicking back from her stretching breast as her naked body contorts, she jerks at the flexing ropes hoisting her arms high above her head.

“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaddddddd!... Ooomph!”

Another guttural shriek followed with a whizzing breath, she bows forward, her pendulous breasts bobbing, swaying, both areolas, nipples crisscrossed with matching crimson welts.  Again sagging in her restraints, slowly twisting from one side to the other, her naked body glistens with a splotchy, uneven coat of perspiration.

Laying the bamboo down, untying the mask, tugging the damp cloth from her mouth, gripping her hair from behind, he cranes her neck back.  Brushing some loose strands of hair away, glancing into her welling dark brown eyes, across her flushed face, he gently cups a breast, lets it jiggle, bounce between his melding fingers as he drops the rumpled cloth from his other hand.  Her parted lips quivering, swollen eyes starring into his, she knows better then to speak, to beg even as he forces her to tiptoe as he hoists her upwards by her hair.

Bowed forward in his grip, her breasts spreading, swaying, she arches spread-eagled in her restraints.  Lowering her eyes, glancing down toward the pulsing pain resonating from her chest, the red welts crisscrossing both globular mounds, she stifles a whimper as she feels his clenching fist twisting at her hair.

“Understand now?”

“Ye… Yes Headmaster…. Yes Sir!”  Her voice almost a childish whimper as she answers.

Kneeling down, untying her ankles, standing, untying her wrists, he steps back a step, crosses his arms, speaks.  “Im waiting.”

Sobbing, kneeling on one knee then the other, reaching up, unwrapping her tangled hair between her twitching fingers, she continues to stare down toward his feet as she struggles to hold back her tears.  Nervous fingers pressing through the clumping strands that were just recently a tight braid, shaking her head as she fidgets, pressing her hair behind her shoulders, she finishes, cranes her head back as she interlocks her hands behind her neck.  Thrusting her breasts outward, clenching her fists, spreading her thighs as her ankles slip across the floor in a practiced position, she takes a deep breath, holds steady, silent.

Holding her robe in his hand, the only clothing she was allowed to wear for his meeting, glancing over her fresh welts, none so severe a good lotion massage wouldnt help heal, handing the robe toward her, he asks.  “Next time I call you to my parlor during the evening, youll leave your hair down… Understand?”

END CHAPTER ONE



 





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