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Chapter one .The new boy
The large oak paneled study was quiet, outside the weather had turned cold but in this part of the large rambling Victorian house the air was pleasantly warm. In the distance the click of high heeled stilettos on bare wooden floor boards sounded through the house, the door to the study opened and in walked a tall well built woman, in her early 40's she had a curvaceous figure and long shapely legs, her pretty but slightly hard face was framed by long blonde hair. A dark blue business suit accentuated her figure, which she thought an appropriate outfit for a Headmistress of a boy’s school. In actual fact, although Miss Hawkins called herself the Headmistress of Birch House School for Boys, she was in fact the only teacher, and invariably she had a single pupil. Today she was waiting for her new ‘boy’, seating herself in front of her large leather topped desk she flicked through a brown folder, inside was a head and shoulders photo of a good looking boy of 18, the file contained a mass of personal details, as she reminded herself of some of the details she made a note on a writing pad, she couldn't tolerate masturbation and it appeared the boy Richard had a problem. On her pad she wrote....' To be fitted with a Penis restraint on arrival".
Smiling to herself she heard a car pull up on the gravel drive outside the study window, a few minutes later she heard a sharp female voice and instantly recognized it as belong to her niece Emma, the 20 year old was helping Jane at the school for the first time while on her university gap year. Jane again picked up the letter she had received from Kath an old friend and the new boy’s step-mother, she couldn't help laughing out aloud at the allegation that Richard had tried to seduce his new mummy, if Jane remembered rightly Kath had a penchant for young males......!
As Jane Hawkins pored over Richard’s file outside a small drama was unfolding, Emma her niece was standing with her hands on her hips looking at a tall good looking young man struggling to remove a suitcase from a taxi. Tall like her aunt Emma was stunningly attractive with a trim athletic figure; her long auburn hair was tied in a pony tail which made her look even younger than her 20 years. A tight fitting cream sweater fitted her like a second skin, and an even tighter pair of slacks showed off her firm well rounded buttocks and long legs. Although she didn't show it Emma was nervous, she had been coached by her aunt in how she should deal with the new boy but was afraid her nerve would fail her. She had been aware for many years that Aunt Jane owned a small private school catering for difficult boys, however, until she actually arrived at the school a few days before she didn't know exactly how strict the school was. She licked her dry lips and remembered the frisson as she handled a school cane for the first time, and the dampness of her knickers as her aunt disclosed how the naughty boys were punished. Emma eyed the new boy, she was both surprised and excited that he was so handsome also he was much older than she expected a pupil to be, he must be nearly as old as she was. Swallowing hard she snapped at the lad.
"Hurry along boy I haven't got all day to be waiting on you..."
To Emma's delight the boy blushed a deep red, this gave a boost to her confidence and as he approached her carrying a small battered suitcase she added.
"You must be Smith, I'm Miss Hawkins niece and you will address me as Miss Emma"
Emma was tempted to add, or you will feel my hand across your bare backside, but she knew there was plenty of time for that, as her aunt had said Richard Smith would be staying the summer. Turning on her heel Emma led the boy into the house, pointing to the corner of the hallway she curtly told him to wait there, then she knocked on Jane's study door, on being told to enter she walked into the room closing the door behind her. Jane smiled at her nieces flushed faced and quipped.
"I guess by the look on your face that young master Smith meets your approval"
The girl blushed a pretty shade of crimson and blurted out.
"He's gorgeous!"
Jane Hawkins sniffed.
"He might be gorgeous..... but you must remember that you are a young lady member of staff and he is just a pupil. "
Jane shook her head, all she needed was for her niece to be smitten by this Smith boy, becoming irritated she snapped at the girl.
"After I have interviewed the boy take him up-stairs, show him his bedroom, get his uniform out of the cupboard and give it to him. Make sure he has a bath and don't forget to turn out his suitcase, he's to be left with no clothing of his own"
Glancing at her wristwatch Jane continued.
"Have you got all that.......now go and get the boy and bring him in here"
Emma nodded, and with a smirk hurried off to fetch Smith. As Jane seated herself behind her desk she heard Emma telling the boy to leave his suitcase in the hallway, then after a knock on the door the boy was led into the study. The boy was as her niece had described him and Jane could well understand why her friend Kath wanted to bed him, he was obviously very nervous as he couldn't seem to keep his hands from shaking. Pointing to a spot on the carpet immediately in front of her desk Jane brusquely said.
"Stand there boy and don't slouch"
Jane looked down at the file in front of her on the desk, after a few moments she looked up at the boy; he quickly diverted his gaze to the carpet rather than meet her eyes. Glaring at the boy Jane hissed.
"When I'm speaking to you will look at me......DO YOU UNDERSTAND!"
The boy flinched and wide eyed looked at Jane.
Speaking quietly Jane continued.
"You are here because you are a problem child, your step-mother has decided that a stay at Birch House will make you more amenable to her wishes, how long you stay with me will be entirely up to you. If you are a disobedient boy then your stay here could last months, and I should add be very uncomfortable for you"
Seeing she now had the boy’s complete attention Jane went on.
"It seems we have to deal with a number of problems......apparently you masturbate continually......"
At this the boys face turned brick red and he shamefacedly glanced at Emma who was standing to one side of him with an amused look on her face. Jane continued.
"We also unbelievably have to address your bed wetting...."
At this junction the boy attempted to speak but Jane held up her hand.
"I'm sure if potty training is required Emma will be pleased to assist me, I think we can soon cure this"
Jane had purposely been vague as to how these problems would be dealt with, and she was unsure how much Smith knew about the school regime. However, she decided that she would unsettle the boy.
"Now a 'crime' which I find reprehensible and completely abhorrent....is unwanted sexual advances to a lady.........."
The boy blurted out several words but these were lost as Jane shouted at him.
"DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO JUSTIFY YOURSELF TO ME BOY"
In a more measured tone she added.
"One more word from you boy and you will be going to bed with a well striped bottom"
Jane glanced towards a large glass fronted case at the other end of the study, through the glass could clearly be seen a selection of yellow school canes. The boy followed her gaze and the colour drained from his face.
Satisfied that the boy was as her friend Kath had described, "acutely shy with a nervous disposition but a yummy body", Jane moved on to further strip away what little confidence he had left. Turning to Emma she murmured.
"Would you take Smith up stairs and show him his room etc"
Emma smiled and crooked her finger at the boy who was looking decidedly white about the gills
"This way Smith, let’s get you looking like a proper schoolboy"
Through the hallway and up the steep flight of stairs Emma led the boy, half way up the stairs she turned to face him and feigning anger hissed.
"Do you like what you see?"
Climbing up the rest of the stairs to the landing she turned and faced him, he was actually several inches taller than she was so she had to look up at him, to her amusement his bottom lip quivered and she was sure there were tears in his eyes. Trying to look angry Emma sneered.
"Do you get a kick out of looking at ladies backsides?"
Emma had purposely swung her tightly encased buttocks side to side as she walked knowing Richard couldn't help but look. To the girl’s dismay the boy look more frightened than aroused, now genuinely angry that her charms were seemingly having no effect on him she calmly lifted her arm high and slapped the boy hard across his right cheek leaving a set of deep red finger marks.
SMACKKKKKKKKKK
Seeing him cower Emma laughed.
"Are you going to have a little cry Smith?"
From the bottom of the stairs came the sound of Jane Hawkins voice.
"Is every thing alright Emma?"
Jane knew her niece could be a spiteful miss if given the chance. Emma cursed under her breath at her aunt’s interference.
"Yes, everything is fine thanks auntie"
The moment lost, Emma turned and climbed the last flight of stairs to the attic room, from her slacks pocket she fished out a key and opened the door to one of the two rooms on the landing. Opening the door wide she ushered the boy into the room, the room was small, dark and chilly, the only illumination coming from a single light bulb. The furniture in the room consisted of a narrow iron framed bed on which there was a thin well worn mattress, a wardrobe and a wooden chair. Although he wouldn't have noticed it straight away on a metal hook behind the door hung a long, thick but pliable school cane.
After entering the room Emma pulled back the door and tapped the cane so it rattled against the door, smirking she quipped.
"That's what you will be feeling across your bare bum if you misbehave up here..."
Savouring the look of discomfort that crossed the boys face she added.
"Put the suitcase on the bed, then go to the bathroom next door and take all your clothes off, you must put them in the black plastic bag you will find there. The hot water is on so run yourself a bath, if you want I will come and scrub your back...."
The boy blushed yet again, Emma thought he looked so cute when he blushed but didn't say anymore.
Emma was quite aware the bathroom door had no lock, so she planned to give the boy a few minutes then she would 'assist' him whether he wanted her to or not, taking off her sweater then slacks she stood in just a skimpy bra and thong, then rummaging in the bottom of the wardrobe she pulled out a light blue rubber apron. Slipping the apron over her head Emma tied it behind her back; it came just below her waist not covering her bare shapely thighs. From the wardrobe she also picked up a long handled wooden bath brush, then keeping the bath brush behind her back she walked along to the bathroom. Pushing open the door she found the boy still in his underpants, obviously surprised to see her he covered his crouch.
Emma smiled sweetly and purred.
"Not undressed yet Richard........a big lad like you is not shy is he. Most boys would be keen to have me bath them"
The boy stood shaking like a leaf so Emma withdrew the heavy bath brush from behind her back and whispered.
"See this brush Richard; it can be used for things other than scrubbing"
With that Emma smacked the smooth head of the brush into her palm causing the boy to flinch. Looking terrified the boy slipped down his underpants to the floor then removed them putting them with the rest of the clothes in a plastic bag. Emma turned on the tap until the bath was half full of warm water, then indicated Richard should climb in, once the naked boy was standing in the bath Emma smiled.
"Right Richard put your hands on your head so I can scrub you...."
As the lad hesitated Emma started to lose patience and snapped.
"If you don't put your hands on your head this instance, I will take you out of that bath put you across my knee like an infant and tan your arse until you cry"
Her words had the desired effect and the boy instantly did as he was told. Emma stood close to him and gently stroked his hair.
"That's a good boy, for one minute I thought you didn't like me but I can see now that that's not true......."
Emma let her hand drop to his semi-erect penis, letting her fingers gently rub his organ she whispered in his ear.
"If auntie knew your cock was misbehaving she'd give you a thrashing with her cane, but I won't tell her.........this time."
Emma rubbed a bar of soap on the bristles of the bath brush, then none too gently applied the brush to the boy’s genitals, he was well hung but too her annoyance seemed incapable of getting an erection, she assumed his nerves were getter the better of him. In a few minutes the sharp bristles had turned his genitals bright red and sore, satisfied Emma then proceeded to scrub his anal cleft ignoring the lads whimpering. Half an hour later Richard was tearful the bath brush having scrubbed his most tender places spitefully. Emma smiled, and then took off her rubber apron, followed by the bra and thong to stand before the boy stark naked, tartly she murmured.
"Would you like to fuck me Richard....I've made you sore, now you have a chance to make me sore here"
Emma grinned and rubbed her hand between her thighs, letting her index finger slipped between her wet pussy. The boy seemed interested but still very nervous, Emma noticed that his cock was still not erect so she leaned forward and slapped him hard across his genitals.
SMACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK
Now she hissed.
"Fuck me hard Richard I want you to give my pussy a seeing to now....."
Still the boy stood almost in a daze so Emma slapped his genitals hard forehand and backhand! From the downstairs hallway came her aunt’s voice.
"Is everything alright Emma you are taking a long time up there?"
Frustrated Emma turned to the boy.
"Come with me fucking wimp........"
Shouting to her aunt Emma said.
"Sorry auntie we have got a bit behind"
Emma pushed the naked boy into his bedroom and pointed to a school uniform on the bed, she then hurriedly dressed.
As soon as Emma had redressed she started to sort through the boy’s suitcase, throwing items on the bed she soon got to the bottom of the case, suddenly she realized that Richard was standing before her in his school uniform. The boy looked incredibly sexy and much younger than his 18 years; the extremely brief short trousers hugged his bum cheeks obscenely, however, still piqued over his failure to screw her she sneered.
"You look absolutely absurd........like a stupid child which is exactly what you are; those shorts won't be much protection against auntie’s cane................."
Reaching into the suitcase Emma withdrew a girlie magazine which she threw down on the bed, followed by four condoms and a jar of Vaseline, smirking she quipped.
"I have a feeling that when auntie sees your wanking kit those shorts will be coming down for the cane!"
By the look of horror on the boy’s face Emma knew the contents of the suitcase had come as a complete shock to him, she guessed Smith's step-mother was making sure he'd start his stay at Birch House with a well caned backside. The boy tried to blurt out an explanation but his stutter was so bad Emma could hardly understand what he said.
"P...Please...I...."
Emma turned her back on the boy and just snapped.
"Come with me lad we will see what auntie says..."
Three minutes later Emma with Smith trailing entered Jane Hawkins study, the Headmistress looked up from her desk and glancing at her niece said.
"Everything alright dear............"
Emma placed the magazine and other items taken from the boy’s suitcase on top of the large desk, for a second nothing was said, and then a grim faced Jane shouted at the boy.
"What is the meaning of this you wretched brat!"
In an instance Jane Hawkins was standing in front of the quaking boy, her right hand lashed out and she slapped him hard across his right thigh leaving red finger marks on the bare skin. Extremely angry she hissed between clenched teeth.
"Now were these items found in your suitcase...... yes or no?"
Shamed faced the boy nodded, with that Jane stalked down the far end of the study and opened the glass fronted case, usually she would spend a moment selecting the right cane to fit the offence, however, on this occasion she didn't hesitate and picked the longest and heaviest cane in her collection...the reformatory cane. Walking back to the centre of the room she carefully laid the cane on her desk while she rolled up the right sleeve of her blouse. Looking at her niece she said.
"Emma please fetch the high stool from the other room and bring it in here"
By the time the girl returned Jane had removed the boys shorts and underpants completely, and but for knee socks and shoes he was naked from the waist down. Indicating that the boy was to bend over the stool she returned to the desk and picked up the cane, after swishing the cane through the air two or three times she addressed the boy.
"You will maintain the position during your thrashing, if you try to get up and cover yourself I will start again. Keep your bottom pushed out nice a tight for me"
Jane breathed in deeply twice and tapped her cane of the quivering nates before her, she had to admit the boy had a beautiful bottom and she felt almost sorry having to decorate it with ugly red tramlines. After kicking off her high heeled stilettos she went up on tip toes, then with all her strength she brought the cane down with a swish across the back of his tender thighs.
SWISHHHHHHHHHH................CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK
The result was a spectacular red stripe across the white skin of both his thighs. A deep sob came from the boy and Jane shook her head in disbelief, in a voice full of menace she hissed.
"Get a grip of yourself boy I've only just started, you've earned a dozen from the reformatory cane and you're getting every last cut even if I've got to take you to the punishment room and strap you down. Now stick that bottom out...NOW"!
SWISHHHHHHHHHHHHH..................CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK
Jane's second stroke was if anything harder than the first and the long cane bit into the soft lower part of the buttocks leaving an ugly raw stripe. this time the boy managed to control himself and nothing was heard but a whimper.
Carefully Jane measured the cane across the centre of the shaking buttocks, to her annoyance the boy clenched his checks at the moment she was going to apply another stroke, angered she lashed him across the back of his legs causing him to howl. Livid she yelled at him.
"Do you want another cut across your legs?"
The boy franticly shook his head, smugly Jane murmured.
"Well you have better not do that again laddie"
Glancing at Emma who was watching spellbound she said.
"Move again and not only will I cane your legs but I'll ask Miss Emma to grip a certain tender part of your anatomy, as you will notice she has very sharp finger nails....you won't like that one little bit I can assure you"
As Jane measured the long pliable cane once more across the boys buttocks she was surprised to notice his rump was already quite swollen, deciding it was time to reduce him to a sniveling wretch she lashed the cane down twice across his backside.
SWISHHHHHHHHHHH......CRACKKKKKKKKKKKK
SWISHHHHHHHHHHH......CRACKKKKKKKKKKKK
An animal like scream came from the boy and he grabbed his damaged rump with both hands, the two women exchanged a knowing glance, realizing what he'd done the boy hurriedly once again gripped the stool legs. Turning to her niece Jane said in a hushed tone.
"Emma dear, would you please knee on the floor in front of Smith and gripped his balls with your hand, if he moves use your nails to stop him"
Emma looked at her aunt in amazement, she had always thought she was stuffy and was surprised to hear her using such words as balls. However, Emma didn't hesitate to do as she was told, in fact the boys caning had excited her and her knickers were soaking wet, also she was looking for an excuse to ease her discomfort. Quickly Emma gripped the boy’s testicles making sure her nails gently touched his skin, and then she glanced up at her aunt and nodded.
Unknown to her niece the caning had also aroused Jane Hawkins, however, she knew better than her niece how to conceal it. Gripping her cane tightly Jane lifted it behind her head then with an almighty crack landed it across the boys frantically clenching nates.
SWISHHHHHHHHHHH....CRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK
The cane sliced across a swollen welt already decorating the boy’s backside, causing him to once again howl and try to climb off the stool; however, he'd forgotten the girl was tightly gripping his most sensitive place. As instructed Emma used her nails to squeeze Smiths balls, the combined effect had the boy sobbing like a baby. Jane nodded at her niece.
"You can release your grip now.....I think he's learnt his lesson for today"
The distraught boy just lay across the stool crying his heart out. Jane walked back and replaced her cane in the cupboard, and then to Emma she said.
"Put him to bed, but before you do put some cream on his bottom, use the antiseptic cream and not the healing kind, I want him to feel those stripes for a few days"
Emma helped the stumbling boy up the stairs and into his bedroom, after fetching the cream she seated herself on the bed and instructed the still semi-naked boy to come across her knees, then gently she started to rub the cream into the nasty painful weal’s covering his bum and thighs. After a few minutes she began to feel the lad’s cock thickening, smiling she rubbed cream onto her long slender fingers then she pushed her hand between his thighs, her hand found his penis and to her delight it was soon rock hard. Gently pushing the boy off her lap Emma whispered in his ear.
"Come on show me you're a man Richard..."
Hurriedly Emma stripped off her slacks and sweater, then her bra and thong joined the pile of clothing strewn over the floor of the bedroom, excitedly she lay face up on the bed and beckoned Richard. Uncertainly the boy moved forward and straddled her on the bed, seemly unsure as to what to do next Emma grabbed his still hard penis and slipped it into her wet cunt. As the boy gently thrust into her she hissed.
"Harder Richard, come on give me a hard fucking...."
Losing patience Emma lifted her shoulders from the bed and gripped his ravaged buttocks with her nails, the effective was instant and he plunged deeply into her, now on cloud nine Emma hissed.
"Harder.."
As she drove her nails into his tender bottom Richard thrust hard into her almost taking her breath away, he was like a wild animal and again and again his hard cock pushed hard into her, making her whimper. After what seemed hours but was perhaps ten minutes Emma was dripping with sweat and completely spent. Out of breath and sore Emma climbed from the bed and kissed Richard hard on the mouth, under her breath she said.
"Thank you Richard, that was mind blowing"
Now anxious to return downstairs and hide her seduction of the boy Emma redressed, then making sure Richard was in bed she locked his bedroom door and returned to the study. On entering the room Jane looked at her niece suspiciously.
"You took a long time settling him in.........."
As Emma just shrugged the Headmistress continued.
"..............I want you to take Smith to the clinic tomorrow, get him fitted with a penis restraint, I don't want any more nonsense from him"
The girls’ mouth fell open at this unexpected announcement.
"But....but..."
Jane held up her hand and murmured.
"It's got to be done so we might as well do it straight away, then you can take him down every Friday"
Jane was rather mystified why Emma was unhappy with this, but thought no more about it. She suspected that the items in the boy’s suitcase had been planted by Kath, however, she had been looking for an excuse to cane him so it served her purpose. Once he was fitted with a restraint Jane would be the only person with a key, accept for the one held by the clinic.
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