Turnabout (Jym)
Revenge.
F/f, spanking, B/d, humiliation. A story in which certain students
turn the tables on their high school Dean.
The pretty teenager grunted in pain as the strap connected with her
tight buttocks. She was bent over a desk in the Dean's office and was
taking her punishment for getting caught smoking on school grounds.
Kari Cahill, the dean, was wielding the strap with her usual heavy
hand. After the punishment was over, five hard strokes, the weeping
girl pulled her jeans up and left the office.
Kari watched her go and sighed. "God, how I love this job," she
whispered. Being fortunate enough to work in a town where corporal
punishment was not only allowed but encouraged was more than she had
ever dreamed of while she was in college. Kari was thirty-one years
old that fall and looking forward to her second year as Dean at
Westmont's prestigious Walker High School, a girls-only institution -
one of the few left in the country. Walker's enrollement was just
over 800 and the waiting list was almost half that. 95% of Walker
grads went straight to college and most of the rest went on to prep
schools. 90% of Walker grads finished college in four years, an
unheard of figure.
Kari returned to her paperwork after the girl departed but she
found it hard to concentrate and decided to take a walk around the
halls. Despite her role as chief disciplinarion, she was a popular
figure at Walker with students as well as faculty. She worked out
every day and still had the lithe athletic figure she'd had when she
was a top college volleyball player. She had missed making the '92
Olympic team only because she'd broken her ankle when her bicycle had
skidded on a patch of sand. Of course, she'd been racing her brother
and it was all her own fault, but she still regretted missing the
Olympics.
At 31, Kari stood 5'11" and weighed 133 pounds. She still wore her
red hair long and ususally put it into her trademark French braid that
reached the middle of her back. She was plagued with freckles but
everyone who knew her agreed that she was still exceptionally
attractive - despite (or because of) the freckles. She surveyed the
world through big green eyes, intelligent watchful eyes. Her mouth
was a trifle wide (she thought) but always smiling. Her best feature
was a subject of hot debate in some quarters - some favored her long
sleek legs, others her tightly rounded bottom, still others were taken
by her high firm breasts (Kari thought them somewhat small) but all
agreed that she was an exceptionally attractive woman.
Kari had just celebrated her fifth anniversary at Walker and was
the youngest Dean in school history. It was after being promoted,
just a year earlier, that Kari discovered she enjoyed inflicting pain
on young women. She was nervous the first time she was required to
discipline a student and was stunned when she discovered how much it
turned her on, the whole scene was arousing - the girl's whimpers, the
snap of the belt, the crack as it connected, the tight young butt
encased in white cotton, the slim firm thighs. After the first time
Kari was racked by guilt. She was sure that there was something
wicked about her that caused her to enjoy punishing the girls - and
maybe there was - but she realized that she was essentially a good
person, she just had this one kink, one that she couldn't share with
her husband Don.
As Kari strolled around the school she encountered several of her
favorite girls - one's who'd bent over her desk and provided her with
some memorable moments. There was Alexis, the senior basketball star
who'd been caught in the equipment room with a freshman girl.
Unfortunately for them the coach had walked in and caught Alexis on
her knees with her tongue deep in the younger girl's pussy. Jenny,
that was her name.
The two of them had been given 20 each. For so blatant an offense
Alexis had to take the strokes on her bare bottom. With Jenny
watching, waiting her turn. Kari had been six months in the job by
then and confident. She'd locked the door to her office after telling
the secretary that she wasn't to be disturbed. Then she'd stood with
her back to the door and surveyed the two for a moment before
snapping, "Strip, both of you. Naked. Now. Or you get 25 instead of
20."
Kari had watched as the two quickly undressed. Alexis was a big,
strong girl with a fine body. Jenny was small and slim with a boyish
figure, but she was very pretty. And her ass was so cute....
When the finished undressing, Alexis bent over Kari's desk
confident that she would take her punishment without showing any sign
of pain. How wrong she was! Kari had recognized the challenge in the
girl's eyes and laid the strap on heavily. By the fourth stroke
Alexis was whimpering in pain, biting her lip to keep from sobbing
like a baby. By the seventh she was sobbing. Then, on the ninth she
started to scream and beg for mercy. Kari continued, confident that
the thick walls were containing the girl's anguished cries. After it
was over, she had Alexis kneel to one side to watch Jenny take her
punishment. They were both astonished when the slender freshman took
all twenty strokes, every one as hard as those Alexis had endured,
without making a sound! Tears were streaming down her face at the
end, but she never made a sound.
Then there was Sue, a junior, who was a frequent visitor to Kari's
office. Her high spirits were always getting the pretty blonde into
trouble. Scarcely a week went by when she wasn't bent over Kari's
desk for five strokes - the lightest punishment routinely handed out
for minor offenses. Sue's ass was flawless and glowed a pretty pink
after five good strokes.
Another frequent visitor was Jennifer, the junior tomboy and star
shortstop on the softball team. Slim, dark haired Jennifer with the
amazingly pretty breasts and slim, beautiful legs. She'd gotten into
a fight with another girl and had been given the maximum - 25 strokes
while bent nude over Kari's desk. Jennifer had surprised Kari. The
beauty of her pert little tits, with their sharp pointy pink nipples
was the first surprise, the second was her shaven pubic mound and
prominent labia. She had taken ten without making a sound and then
had started to cry. Afterward, as she stood rubbing her stinging
butt, tears streaming down her face, Kari had been strongly tempted to
comfort her. Luckily she had resisted the impulse.
That afternoon, just before school let out, Kari called her husband
and told him that she'd be working late that night. Very late. She
had a report due to the school board on the following Monday as was
way behind. Unfortunately (or fortunately, it depends on your point
of view), she was overhead by Jennifer. Jennifer quickly rounded up
Alexis, Jenny, and Sue and told them what she'd just heard. It was
the chance they'd been waiting for. After school was out, each called
home and told her parents that she was going to be working late at
school and would have dinner with a friend afterword and probably
spend the night. Each parent accepted the news without question.
The girls hid out in the equipment room in the gym until 7:00 p.m.
Then, dressed identically in black sweats, with ski masks, they walked
through the darkened halls to the administration offices. Kari was
working on her computer, totally absorbed in her task, and didn't hear
her office door open. The girls slipped in and closed the door behind
them. Then one of them stamped her foot to get Kari's attention. Her
reaction surprised them. She turned and faced them, seemingly without
surprise, and asked calmly, "Who are you and why are you here?"
Sue, who'd been chosen to speak for them replied, "Never mind who
we are. We're here to give you a taste of your own medicine. We
think you've become too fond of the strap and lay it on too heavy."
Kari stared at them in silence for a moment. "And what gives you
the right to judge? Or to punish me?" She seemed calm, but inwardly
she was trembling. It was going to happen, she knew it!
"We've all been judged and punished by you. That gives us the
right." As Sue spoke the other three nodded agreement.
Kari stood up. "Very well. What do you want me to do?"
Now it was the girls turn to be surprised. They'd expected anger,
denial, and a struggle. This calm acceptance was a shock. They
glanced at each other and then Jenny, the freshman, spoke up and took
control. "Come around your desk and undress."
Kari nodded and walked around to stand in front of her desk. The
girls watched intently as she quickly removed her clothes. When she
was finished she stood calmly, hands at her sides, and waited. Jenny,
continuing in control, spoke again. "Hold out your hands, wrists
crossed." When Kari complied, Jenny stepped forward and quickly tied
Kari's hands with a silk scarf. As she was tying the last knot, Kari
smiled and said, "Jenny, aren't you hot in that ski mask? Take it
off."
Jenny glanced up, surprised, then calmly removed the ski mask
before turning to Alexis to get the rope they'd brought with them.
She slipped one end under the scarf and tied it tightly. Alexis
climbed up on Kari's desk and slipped the other end through an old
eyebolt set in the ceiling. Then she hopped down and the girls pulled
on the rope until Kari's arms were stretched over her head and she was
drawn up on the tips of her toes. The tied the rope around one of the
front legs of the desk and paused to admire their handywork.
Kari stared at the far wall, her lithe body stretched taut. The
girls admired her firm, pert breasts and flat belly, her long sleek
legs and tightly rounded buttocks. They were amused to see that she
was freshly shaved and commented on her exposed sex, causing her to
blush. Finally, Jenny stepped up and informed Kari that she would
take 5 strokes across her ass from each of them, with the same strap
she'd used on them.
Alexis was first, but she hesitated and then said she thought
Kari's feet should be clear of the floor, explaining that it would be
better if Kari was totally helpless and unable to brace herself at
all, even with the slight purchase her toes gave her. The girls
debated for a few moments and then untied the rope and pulled until
Kari was suspended with her toes several inches off the floor. Her
only response was a grunt as she was hoisted clear.
Alexis stepped up and measured the distance carefully. Then her
arm went back and swept forward, the belt cracked across Kari's ass
with a loud 'thawckkkk'. She threw her head back and gasped at the
sudden pain. She stared at the far wall, biting her lip, as Alexis
delivered the rest of her strokes. Kari's ass was a nice blushing
pink when she was finished. Jennifer was second and laid them on with
a vengance. Kari started to whimper after Jennifer's second stroke.
Tears rolled down her cheeks after the third.
Sue also laid her's on hard and had the satisfaction of drawing the
first scream with her second stroke. Kari continued to scream as Sue
laid on the rest of her strokes. After she was done she handed the
strap over to Jenny. Instead of laying right in, Jenny stepped up and
asked Kari if she could take any more - gently rubbing Kari's flat
belly as she spoke. Kari took a deep breath and glanced at the young
girl - she was surprised to see that Jenny was obviously sincerely
concerned about Kari's ability to endure more punishment.
"Yes, I can take it," she whispered. "But please make it quick."
As Kari was speaking, Jenny's hand slipped down from her belly and the
tips of her fingers grazed Kari's mound. Kari closed her eyes and
whispered, "Oh God." Jenny was shocked when she discovered that Kari
was wet, very wet. She didn't say anything to the others who were all
standing behind Kari. "Hurry up," Alexis urged. "We have to get out
of here."
Jenny nodded. "Okay, don't get upset. I was just checking her."
She stepped back and laid her five strokes on hard, drawing fresh
screams. When she was done she turned to the others and told them to
go if they wished - she'd untie Kari and let her down. "And she knows
me, but not you guys, so go ahead and get out of here."
The others hesitated for a moment and then left. Jenny untied the
rope and eased Kari down until her feet touched the floor. She untied
the rope and coiled it, but left Kari's wrists secured by the silk
scarf. When she stepped up and cupped Kari's pert breasts the older
woman's eyes widened and she whispered, "Oh, no, please!"
Jenny smiled. "You want it, don't you? Getting whipped really
turned you on! Admit it!" Kari shook her head and whispered, "No,
you're wrong!"
Jenny's hand darted down between Kari's legs. "You're still
sopping." She held up her wet fingers and Kari blushed. "Admit it,
you want it."
Kari dropped her eyes and whispered, "Yes, you're right. I want
it. I deserved being punished and it really turned me on."
Jenny grinned. "Clean my fingers." Kari lifted her face and
licked the girl's fingers eagerly. As she was finishing up, Jenny
smiled and said, "A slave should be on her knees."
Kari stared at her in silence for a moment. Then she dropped to
her knees in front of her new mistress. Kari, the Dean was now Kari,
the slave.
