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MEMORIES OF
LONG TALL MARY Part 65
By Long Tall
Mary
Shortly
after Lydia was released from her restraints and the cadets assembled for the
evening meal, a computer repair person arrived, having been dispatched earlier
to correct a problem with the central academy computer. He was gaunt and
emaciated looking, no more than thirty years old; I took him to be an
alcoholic.
Discretely I
observed him enter Cecilia’s office and close the door, apparently working on
the computer. Suddenly April, attired in her academy dress uniform, appeared
and knocked lightly on the office door. Moments later the repair asshole opened
it and she quickly stepped inside before the door was closed.
I waited for
about five minutes before summoning Noreen and Cecilia to the lobby outside the
office. Quietly I unlocked the door and entered, the asshole was sitting in the
chair behind the desk with his pants down, and a fully clothed April was
kneeling in front of him. It was apparent they were engaged in oral sex.
Like a bolt
of lightning he jumped to his feet and clumsily attempted to pull up his pants.
“What is the meaning of this”, I demanded. With somewhat of a smirk on his
face, he replied “Just a fringe benefit of the job”. April, obviously
embarrassed, knew better than to smile and stood silently to his side.
In seconds I
had the predator’s hands cuffed behind him. He must have thought that I was a
police officer as his response was a pitiful plea for mercy, “Please don’t bust
me, my wife will leave me”. As Cecilia watched aghast, I led him to the lobby
and ordered him to lie on his stomach on the floor. Using plastic cuffs I
quickly had him in a crude hog tie. April was ordered to stand to the side with
her hands locked behind her head, she complied without
uttering a word.
The
humiliation of this predator was just beginning. Noreen was ordered to assemble
the remaining cadets in formation, next to where he was hogtied. They were
clearly surprised by this extraordinary occurrence and even more so when I
pulled down his trousers and boxers, exposing his genitals to full view.
Headmistress
Cecilia exhibited her disgust by walking into her office and slamming the door
shut. She would pay the consequences for this blatant rudeness later in the
evening, but for now it were just the cadets, two female academy staffers, and
Noreen, to witness what I had in store for this asshole.
Due to his
accent and physical features I suspected he was of Eastern European descent, so
I took the liberty of calling him “Igor”.
I never did learn his name or nationality and it didn’t trouble me one
bit. Taking a flogger I delivered a moderate lash to his rather well hung cock,
warning him that much more painful ones would follow if he didn’t do exactly as
I commanded.
What I
commanded was my standard enunciation training for submissives, whereby they
are required to repeat a degrading phrase numerous times at an adequate audio
intensity. In this case “Igor” was required to repeat “I am a useless piece of
trash” about ten times, and with two crop lashes to his cock interspersed
between. I could have inflicted far greater pain and humiliation upon him, but
in this case I felt it was sufficient.
After
dismissing the cadets from formation, I assured him that the incident would not
be reported to his employer provided he never set foot upon the academy
premises again. The computer defect had been repaired and was covered by a warranty;
otherwise I would have required him to reimburse the academy for the service
fee. After freeing him from his bonds he once again pulled up his pants, and
then left hastily without saying another word.
Next on the
order was inflicting punishment upon April for her act of sexual promiscuity.
Noreen and I led her to the basement detention area, where she was ordered to
strip naked. She offered no resistance, and as during the medical examination,
appeared to be not overly uncomfortable displaying her nude body.
April was
quickly attached to the overhead, with her wrists in leather cuffs, and a bar
hanging from the ceiling. An eighteen inch spreader bar with leather ankle
cuffs kept her uncomfortably spread wide. Mindful of her preference for oral
sex, I felt that a penis gag was appropriate and it was applied. Smilingly I
remarked “Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be right back”. She would be left unattended
for a few minutes as Noreen and I headed upstairs, to assure that Headmistress
Cecilia would be restrained for the evening, and not be impeding my cadet
disciplinary techniques.
Cecilia was
sitting behind her desk appearing rather dejected as Noreen and I entered the office. “You will now experience
some dominatrix style bondage yourself”, I tersely remarked and ordered her to
follow me to her bedroom. “You have no right to this”, she pleaded.
In no
uncertain terms I told her that if she balked or resisted in any way, I would
handcuff, collar and leash her, then put her on display before the cadets. This
was sufficient to induce compliance and the three of us walked to her room.
My
preference for restrained subs is full nudity, but I must confess that the
thought of a professional woman attired in a business suit and bound securely
to a chair, is quite a turn on for me. The nudity would come later and using
rope I bound her as tightly and uncomfortably as possible, making certain that
her legs were spread back to the maximum point on the chair legs. Satisfied
that she was secure I applied a ball gag, it was not an ideal fit and I warned
her of the consequences should it be removed.
Before
returning to attend to April in the basement, I checked my Email and found a
letter from a former male sub client of mine. He had moved back to Syracuse
after an absence of a few years, and sought a dominatrix, preferably myself of
course. As I no longer harbor any interest in male subs, willing ones at least,
I referred him to Noreen, who longed for her first male client.
Noreen could
barely contain her glee when informed of this and she promptly used her
Blackberry to attempt to arrange a session. This would be at my dungeon; I
would allow Noreen to keep the entire session fee, with the full knowledge that
periodic sexual submissive tribute to me was expected.
After
returning to the basement I found April in visible distress, after all it was
the first time she had been placed in bondage. Rubbing her cunt gently with my
hand, I assured her that the drool from her penis gag was not cause for
embarrassment, and that if she cooperated in the interrogation her position
would be modified to something more comfortable. What I didn’t tell her was that
regardless of her cooperation, I planned to subject her to strap on sex as well
as a healthy dose of corporal punishment.
April was
sufficiently forthcoming as I inquired as to her personal history. Born in
Manchester-UK, her mother had fallen in love with an American engineer from a
Rochester based imaging company, sent there on a contract project. When he
returned to Rochester, the mother along with April and a younger brother
followed him there.
The two were
married when April was ten years old and the marriage lasted about two years.
The mother and the two children remained in Rochester and ultimately became
dual US/UK citizens. Despite the fact that her mother was a teacher, April was
not academically inclined and at about age fourteen began indulging in
marihuana, cocaine and alcohol. By the time she was seventeen she had acquired
fake ID, allowing her to purchase alcohol.
Her sexual
relationships with peer males were limited, with April being quite
self-conscious about her weight. However she had few inhibitions about adult
males and began a series of affairs, the most recent one being with the teacher
that ended with both being busted for drugs, and her being sent to the academy.
Suffice to say she was not sexually inexperienced, this included anal play. I
found this rather disappointing as shattering the anal virginity of a sub is
highly gratifying.
What I found
most troubling was April’s willingness to resort to blackmail to perpetuate her
affairs. She threatened to report her lovers to their wives or in the most
recent case with the teacher, to the school authorities. Indeed she was a
manipulative bitch, however submissive she might be. Unfortunately for her I
despise blackmailers and have some very creative ways of punishing them.
With the
interview completed, April was taken by surprise when I reapplied the penis
gag. After all I had told her that I would modify her restraint. “It is time
for you too experience the joy of strap on sex with another female”, I
announced as I fitted my harness and toy into place. Her demeanor was clearly
apprehensive, but she seemed resigned to the intruder. From the tenor of my
interview, she must have expected lesbian sex was forthcoming.
Forcing sex
on a truly unwilling female is a pleasure that is a rarity. It requires a bona
fide abduction, such as had been perpetrated upon Kelly. The sub, restrained
and gagged, fights desperately to suppress the erotic torment as the intruder
is thrust repeatedly into her, knowing that to display this torment will
pleasure her captor immeasurably. Invariably this resistance fails and she
experiences orgasm.
April was
taken vaginally as we stood face to face, the overhead and lower spreader bars
held her tightly in an X frame. She made no attempt to suppress her eroticism
and I found the sounds made through her gag to be most pleasing. Rarely do I
perform sex upon a sub who is not gagged, to do so would greatly diminish my
pleasure.
After nearly
five minutes of unrelenting thrusting at various intensities, I ceased and in a
not so gentle manner I twisted both of her nipples simultaneously, causing her
to shriek in pain. I concluded that forced sex alone would not break her, but
that heavy doses of corporal punishment offered the best hope for success. This
would come later.
For
practical purposes I was now running the academy, and with the Headmistress
securely bound to a chair in her bedroom, I was free to inflict whatever
depravities I saw fit, both upon April and the other cadets. If any of the
academy assistants dared to protest I was prepared to subject them to various
bondage punishments, Noreen and I were fully capable of subduing them. With the
support of the Chair of the Board of Directors, I was confident I could act
with impunity this weekend.
Having
indicted earlier that I would modify April’s restraint, I removed her from the
overhead and allowed her to put on underwear before placing her in the
adjoining isolation cell. In situations like this nudity is my preference, but
academy protocol can’t be completely ignored. A rumor was circulating that one
of the more conservative board members might be making a surprise visit. Heeding
my earlier instructions, she did not speak a word. She would spend most of the
weekend in the cell and would be monitored via CCTV.
The CCTV
serves as a valuable safety feature. When submissives are placed in strict
bondage for the first time, the possibility always exists for some type of
adverse medical reaction. Better safe than sorry, an incident such as a suicide
would put the academy out of business in short order.
Aside from
the safety value, the CCTV enables continued training of the sub while she is
still confined to her cell. In addition to the video system it has two way
audio capabilities. These permit the sub to be addressed remotely by a person
the sub can hear but not see. Periodically during the evening April would be
ordered over the audio to stand at attention or some other command, failure to
comply would result in being forced to stand with her wrists cuffed to ceiling
hooks for the whole night.
Satisfied
that April was secure for the night it was time to turn my attention to other
matters, not the least of which was personal bondage for Headmistress Cecilia.
END PART 65
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