Chapter 38.
With a nervous glance at each other, Stewart and the other male slipped off
their thong type pants and stood naked at the "present". The temperature within
the barn seemed to fall as they contemplated the five naked female prisoners
against the wall, the five excited young students, Miss Emma, Miss Charlotte,
Mrs Parsons and the Nurse. All were staring at their crotches with interest.
The younger male was fully erect, displaying the tightly cut foreskin favoured
by the Male Centre. Stewart, trying desperately to control himself, was only
half-erect. As the cool air reached his exposed glans however, the member
twitched its inexorable way to full tumescence. The Nurse addressed the
assembled females:
"I had hoped that we could start this lecture with these males demonstrating how
their organs look when not erect. Unfortunately they have insisted on displaying
themselves in this vulgar fashion so we will start from the position we are now
in, however, I trust that Miss Emma will deal with their lack of control in the
manner I showed her earlier?"
She glanced in the direction of the young lady who responded by nodding her head
in agreement. Emma calmly walked across to Stewart, held out the first two
fingers of her right hand so that they lay side by side, reached out to his
dangling scrotum and gave the contents a sharp tap with her fingertips. His
knees were still buckled trying to absorb the pain when he heard the grunt from
Nevitt the other male, as he was dealt with.
The Nurse then questioned why Stewart had his foreskin pulled back, and on
hearing from Emma that this was "Mummy's" preference, expressed surprise that
she had not applied for a rigorous circumcision for the male. She then conceded
that by pulling the foreskin back into its normal position, the comparison
between the two examples would be most instructive.
In no time at all she had not only the five young female students ""gloved up"
but also Miss Emma and Miss Charlotte who also expressed a wish to participate.
The lecture started with the metal pointer being prodded around Stewart as the
nurse indicated the important male organs. With the aid of the wall chart she
then explained the way in which the organ became rigid. As she grasped his penis
and slid the foreskin back to its normal position, she mentioned the ways in
which a male could become aroused, even mentioning how certain smells could
result in an erection. She concluded that there was no substitute for "hands on"
experience and suggested that the seven females choose a male and then examine
him in a group. She pointed out that unlike their previous experience with their
boy friends, there was no need with the prisoners to be concerned about either
their modesty or discomfort. Not only did she recommend a firm grip to
adequately feel the male shape, but also to discourage any pleasant sensations
that could cause them further excitement or even pleasure.
Miss Emma and three of the students gathered round the other male. Miss
Charlotte and two students stood next to Stewart. Both males were ordered by the
nurse to kneel on all fours on the tables with knees and elbows well apart,
explaining that she preferred the "doggie" position for male examinations. The
bright overhead lights were pointed to illuminate the subjects and with a last
minute adjustment by the students of their latex gloves, the examinations
commenced.
Miss Charlotte went first. Stewart had previously been sneaking glances in her
direction and had taken in her large jodhpur encased thighs and rear with an
otherwise slim, almost flat-chested figure. Her horsey face with a large nose
was positively alight with excitement as the afternoon progressed. Her long hair
hung down her white shirted back from a clinch just behind her head Now she came
behind him and reaching between his legs, grasped his penis with her right hand.
He could sense her leaning down to look between his legs as she twisted the
organ to view it from all sides before snatching the foreskin up towards his
body. Then she gripped the swollen glans between her finger and thumb tips and
squeezed and twisted again. Despite the tip being well lubricated she managed to
use her nails to grip him through their rubber covering.
"When did you last have an ejaculation Boy?" she enquired. Stewart, looking
straight ahead explained that he had a sample taken as part of a DNA test some
time ago. Without any hesitation she then continued her mental examination by
asking him how often he masturbated in the prison. Stewart fought the natural
instinct to tell the young minx to go to hell and replied, as politely as he
could, that it was forbidden for any prisoner and that it was an automatic
thrashing offence if he did.
Hearing that snippet of information Charlotte changed her technique and gripping
the penis in her fist, she started to slowly rub it up and down causing an
immediate surge of pleasure.
"Isn't there a risk of one of these males getting overexcited while being
examined and...well...having a little accident?" enquired Miss Charlotte to the
nurse.
"If either of them dared to be as disgusting as that I would simply telephone
their respective Centre and ask for a wardress to come round and administer an
immediate thrashing," snorted the nurse, " after which they would be too
terrified to ever ejaculate again!"
Stewart was almost relieved when the sensuous rubbing stopped but then
immediately concerned when the nimble fingers were transferred to his scrotum.
At first the girl confined herself to an almost gentle touching of his sac with
both sets of fingertips, but she soon became emboldened by her new found
authority and started to examine the contents. A muffled groan from the other
table told Stewart that Miss Emma was slightly ahead in her search but then he
felt Charlottes fingertips locate both testes, pull them apart and start to roll
them firmly and uncomfortably as she examined them all round by touch. Stewart
had to give Charlotte the credit for merely exploring his most sensitive items
and not deliberately inflicting as much pain as she could. Had she so wished she
could have applied real pressure and had him perform a jumping jack manoeuvre
off the table. Even so, the detailed and thorough examination of the entire
surface of each bulb was bad enough and the fear of receiving an almighty jolt
of cramping agony at every second was forever with him.
She released both testicles and gave the rest of the contents of the scrotum her
attention following the tubing almost into his body cavity. She finally
indicated that she had finished with an almost friendly cupping of the dangling
scrotum.
Her place was immediately taken by one of the students. He was unable to see
which one but could assess her technique with ease. She appeared nervous and
apprehensive, holding his exposed glans gently between her fingertips, touching
and stroking with a worrying gentleness that, if continued too long, would cause
Stewart a real problem with his self-control.
As her confidence grew, she reached through with her other hand so that one held
his upper shaft between finger and thumb tips whilst the other started to
explore. She obviously had long nails and the tip of one could be felt through
the latex as it located and then probed his urethral opening. His haunches
flexed as the sharp pointed tip probed deeper into the sensitive opening, then
suddenly, her other nails gripped around the rim of the glans like claws,
digging into the sensitive groove to achieve a purchase. Now she had him and the
wandering nail was used to probe and hurt his slit.
His relief when the penis tip was released was short lived. The same sadistic
fingertips were now transferred to the scrotum. She initially followed Miss
Charlottes example and firmly examined both bulbs, but then her nails were again
used to cause him pain as each testicle was held by the fingers of one hand
whilst the cruel nail tips of the other prodded and scraped the surface. It was
now Stewart who did the gasping and moaning as he struggled to remain in
position. At one point the nurse felt obliged to order him to keep still and
stop complaining. With a quick shake of the scrotum the girl changed places
with the next student.
The other two students were gentler with him. This brought the danger that the
softer touch, if continued for too long, could bring about an ejaculation. So
Stewart was forced to concentrate on everything under the sun to retain control.
As the last female released her grip, the Nurse commenced another of her
lectures using her pointer to indicate on the wall chart where their interest
should be directed.
" One more physiological difference to be examined ladies, and that is the
location of the male prostate gland. I will let you read up your notes on the
functions of that equipment at you leisure, but for now I want you to be able to
locate it inside the appropriate cavity. I will require you to firstly carry out
a digital exploration of the female rectum then to repeat the process with
Stewart here. That way the gland should be easy for your fingers to detect. I
recommend that you use two fingers and you probe them up to you knuckles.
Naturally this will be both humiliating and uncomfortable for our subjects, but
that need be of no concern to you".
She then instructed the male students to place a table next to the one Stewart
occupied and ordered a blushing Gilpin to mount it and to adopt the same
position. They were then both ordered to lower their shoulders until their
chests touched the table and to thrust their rears backwards. Grasping a large
tube of some lubricant, she applied a generous dollop between their buttock
cheeks advising her students to ensure that they covered their gloved fingers
before attempting penetration.
Miss Charlotte went first and stood between the two tables. Stewart heard a
gentle squelching sound followed by a gasp of pain from Gilpin. The observers
watched as the girls rectum was invaded with two finger of Miss Charlottes left
hand causing her to gasp and squirm. Next her right hand parted Stewart's cheeks
and with a sudden thrust, first one of her fingers then two pushed into the
tight anus and commenced a search.
An involuntary gasp from between Stewart's clenched teeth indicated a bull's eye
by Charlottes probing fingers. She examined the form and shape of the gland as
she felt the same empty area within the female. Despite his embarrassment,
Stewart felt the surge of discomfort mixed with pleasure as she firmly rubbed
the area for some time until extracting her digits with a soft "plop" from both
subjects.
There now followed the long line of curious females, each forcing an entry with
little thought to the effect upon the wretched subjects. Having achieved entry,
they then carried out a more thorough probing, pressing and in one case, vicious
scratching of the area, a sharp nail having split the latex of the glove.
As the last student removed her slippery gloves, discarding them into the
waiting bin, the nurse gave each sore and spread anal cleft a brisk clean with a
handful of astringent wet-wipes. Stewart and the girl were then told to climb
down from the tables and line up with the other prisoners against the wall
awaiting the next call forward. The nurse then resumed her lecturing style:
"We now move onto the demonstration of the various methods used to sexually
excite the two sexes and prepare them for intercourse. We will only be
mentioning the major techniques as I am sure that you will all develop your
individual skills and style. We will start with manual stimulation of the
various erotic areas. Prisoners 1 and 6 to the front!"
The large mature woman and the other male moved swiftly to the front of the
class and adopted the present position.
"Prisoner 1 will remain in position and prisoner 6 will demonstrate manual
stimulation of the breasts from behind the subject," commanded the nurse.
The young male stood behind the female, reached round under her breasts and
started to lift and gently squeeze the large mounds. Then he started a firm
rubbing with the palms of his hands that worked all around and over the breasts.
The large nipples swelled and filled as the gentle massage progressed. What
couldn't be seen by the audience was the way in which the female could feel the
rigid pole of his penis separate and probe the crevice between her ample
buttocks and the way she was desperately and humiliatingly aware of how her
secret secretions were beginning to flow. The nurse dismissed them to the wall
position and spoke again:
"From the rather evident erections displayed by the male subjects, I don't need
to waste time demonstrating male genital stimulation! So we can move quickly on
to stimulation of the female genitalia. No 2 on the table, on your back legs
wide and feet drawn up to your thighs. No 7 stand to the left of the table."
Gilpin, suffused with the red blush of embarrassment took up the position and
Stewart stood at her side. Both male and female students were told to close in
to ensure they had a good view of the proceedings. The nurse's order was plain
and simple: He was told to use his fingers to bring her to an orgasm. Looking
down at the indecently illuminated and shaved crotch he pondered for a second on
how best to start. Then gently, he started to rub his fingertips up and down the
protruding inner labia feeling the sensitive skin ripple under his touch.
Gilpin's twitching thighs went unnoticed by everyone apart from Stewart who
gradually transferred his attentions to the upper part of the vulva.
A glance at Gilpin's face would have revealed her mounting excitement but all
eyes were firmly fixed between her spread legs. Stewart's fingers had by now
started to ease the lips of the vulva apart. A nub of pink flesh could be seen
leaving it's protective shield and the tip of his middle finger brushed against
it then pressed and rubbed more firmly. The same digit then pushed itself
between the inner lips and into the vaginal canal searching, searching then
suddenly finding the girl's G spot. Gilpin gave an involuntary flex of her
thighs and parted her already spread legs even further. Stewart rewarded her by
gently but positively massaging the spot with the tip of his finger for several
seconds then suddenly withdrawing and concentrating on the very centre of her
being, the now erect clitoris. At first he tantalised the spot by the lightest
of touches, then he increased to pressure of the fingertip until Gilpin started
a rythmic movement of her lower body. Two minutes later a low groan started to
form in her throat. Suddenly, the sharp order to stop was heard which Stewart
immediately obeyed, leaving the female on the end of his fingers wide eyed with
shock as she fell down the wrong side of the orgasmic slope.
The next tableau the nurse set up was the use of female body parts to achieve a
male orgasm. No 1 was called to the fore and Mrs Parsons, until then skulking in
the shadows came forward with a bottle of oil. She poured a generous amount
between the large swinging breasts as Stewart was told to lie on his back on a
table. Under the nurse's directions the woman then leant over him and, gripping
a breast in each hand, held his firm penis between the two and started a sensual
oil massage. The pressure of the breasts soon stripped the foreskin back so that
the oiled silkiness could slide against the bare glans. The grip on his member
was minimal but the sensation soon had him arching his back in an attempt to
increase his pleasure by thrusting into the oiled breast skin. With practised
skill and knowledge the nurse knew the exact second to call the woman off
leaving Stewart humping thin air. Without any warning she then suddenly slapped
a plastic bag of ice cubes over and around his scrotum commenting to her
audience that this was the human equivalent of throwing a bucket of cold water
over a rutting dog. The dog and water analogy was not followed however in that
she left the ice bag in place, instructing him not to move.
The nurse transferred her attention to the young male. She had him replace the
thong like pants but inserted another ice bag into them pulling them up tight so
the his scrotum would remain chilled. The she soon had a very reluctant Daley,
kneeling in front of him, demonstrating oral sex. She had refused the first
order and Mrs Parsons appeared from the back of the room to lay six hard lashes
with the strap from her belt across the back of Daleys thighs as she knelt
upright. From then on she took the large circumcised penis between her lips with
almost an enthusiastic fervour. Acting on the nurse's instructions, Daley first
had to demonstrate gentle licking and washing around the naked knob which had
the young male feeling grateful for the numbing effects of the ice, even though
it was causing a deep and increasing ache to his testicles. Then she had her
demonstrate her ability to accept the penis to its full depth. As Daley later
confided to Stewart, she had always had problems doing this with her boyfriends
and it took three or four strokes of the strap across her shoulders to nudge her
head forward until she was obliged to breathe through her flared nostrils.
Having given four or five good head movements, the nurse called a halt before
even the ice could lose its effect.
Both Stewart and the other male were then used with Gilpin and the older female
respectively to demonstrate the various positions for normal heterosexual
intercourse. Stewart by now had the ice held in place by the tight thong lifting
his erection even higher. All four were on two tables. The females were first
given condoms that they had to fit over their partner's penis. Surrounded by
Charlotte, Emma and the students they started with the "missionary", reversed
positions then went to the "doggie" and so forth. In each position they had to
achieve full penetration, then on command thrust in and out four times. By now
both males were concentrating more on the dull ache in their scrotum, rather
than giving or receiving pleasure or even feeling unduly humiliated. They both
knew however, that without the ice they would both have ejaculated at some
point. Each time they penetrated to female, the warm slippery reception and the
pelvic reply to their measured thrusts took them to a new high.
Eventually the position display came to an end and the two flushed couples told
to climb down. The males were then told to lay down on their backs on the table
and the nurse spoke to the room:
"A little finale for our lecture today in which we will see the results of a
male orgasm".
Daley was selected to attend to Nevitt and the slim younger girl to Stewart.
Having been ordered to remove the condoms, both females had to hold their hands
out for a generous helping of thin colourless oil that was also poured over the
rampant organs. The nurse continued:
"I intend that this demonstration should reward effort and punish a lack of
effort. The first male who loses control and spurts will be beaten and the
female who achieves that result will not."
She waited a moment for the implication to sink in. The males would need to
control themselves and the females would need them to loose that control. All
four candidates looked nervous as they pondered on their chances of being the
lucky pair who would escape a strapping. Certainly Daley, with her thighs and
back already throbbing became determined to win.
The girls positioned themselves to the side of the men and leaning over their
waists, right hands poised above their targets and dripping oil. The order to
start was given and both Daley and the other female rapidly grasped a penis and
began a frantic masturbation of that organ. Stewart found that the girl rubbed
at a frantic pace with real fear in her eyes. Mercifully she lacked experience
and concentrated mainly on the shaft which, allied with him trying to think of
every non-sexual thing he could, kept the dreaded loin surge at bay.
Daley, on the other hand, though pumping hard, knew how to keep her clenched
fist a little slack and for it to take in the shiny glans on every stroke.
Nevitt too lacked the experience of the older man and after a minute made the
mistake, the fatal mistake, of looking at the plump sweating female as she
worked. He saw the firm bouncing breasts, the swollen nipples and the damp shiny
body. Even worse he scented the smell of girl-sweat and the desperate need to
empty his balls began to overtake him. Suddenly, the need to ejaculate filled
his mind and excluded all other thoughts and fears. His body arched in a bow
and. As Daley skilfully responded by concentrating her bunched fingers around
the throbbing tip the fluid spurted high into the air before falling down on his
handmaidens hair and face. She was so relieved that she didn't seem to notice it
running down her hot face.
The order to stop had to be shouted twice, before the hand gripping Stewart's
organ released its fierce grip. The poor girl was breathless and stood, with her
slim shoulders slumped, awaiting the results of her failure with the resignation
that only the prisoner can know.
The nurse opened a general discussion on how severe that punishment was to be.
Miss Emma pointed out that masturbation was a thrashing offence in their prison
life and that in loosing control it could be argued that Nevitt had carried out
that offence. When one of the female students suggested slapping his testicles
with the strap a ripple of laughter ran round the room. It did not include
either male prisoner.
Eventually it was agreed that Nevitt would have to take ten hard ones across his
backside and the girl eight across the backside and two across the hand that had
offended. The male went first and was told to lay face down, spread eagle, along
the table. One of the female students was appointed to each limb to restrain it
during the beating. Finally, Mrs Parsons approached with a sour smile and the
heavy punishment strap.
She looked down at her victim. Nevitts buttocks were firm, well muscled and
clearly capable of accepting heavy punishment. Faded bruises indicated a
previous discipline with the cane. He was an obvious recalcitrant who would
benefit from her strong right arm. She addressed the audience in her Scottish
accent:
"As you can see I will be using this heavy weight strap on him rather than the
lightweight one on my belt. It has been well oiled to ensure that its weight is
at the optimum so you ladies holding his arms and legs had better get a good
grip as he will really feel this."
So saying, she raised the strap well over her right shoulder, paused, and
brought it down over the centre of the rump. The impact caused his entire body
to shudder even though he was able to contain the pain without struggling. The
next one, delivered to the same spot came down with the sort of grunt normally
associated with tennis players as Mrs Parsons got into her stride. The third
elicited two exclamations, the one from Mrs Parsons emphasising the effort
behind the stroke and the second, from Nevitt, indicating the effectiveness of
it.
The strapping continued with the level of the housekeeper's grunts remaining
constant but with the level of Nevitt's reaction becoming increasingly strident
as stroke after stroke lashed across the same band of flesh. The pale skin was
already showing signs of bruising through the increasingly scarlet hue and even
the students holding him were starting to look sympathetically in the direction
of the woman causing the pain. Mrs Parsons was not a lady to change her mind,
the punishment had been ordered and the punishment would be inflicted.
The only mercy that she showed him was that, at least, she laid the strokes on
fairly rapidly with the final one slamming down less than a minute after the
first. His limbs were released and he was allowed to reach behind and rub the
area in an attempt to relieve some of the pain.
Breathing heavily she then looked at the terrified female, pointed to another
table and said but one word:
"UP!"
Her victim was shaking and rooted to the spot. All five of the male students
were soon around her and half dragged, half carried the naked girl to the table
where they soon had her spread eagle and secure. Mrs Parsons looked down at her.
She was slim to the point of being thin with small tight buttocks. The strap
would be overly severe across the smaller target, but once again, if a
punishment has been ordered, it was her job to inflict it without worrying about
the justification or severity. She laid on the eight strokes with cold
disinterest. Her continuing exclamations alone indicated that no mercy was being
shown and her only concession to the wretched girl was that she started at the
top of the buttocks and worked her way down rather than concentrate on one area.
The girl shrieked with shock and pain at every one and even with a slight
overlay, just five strokes covered her entire buttocks. To the victim they felt
aflame and to the witnesses they appeared a bright crimson colour. With a nod of
her head, she instructed the males holding the pencil-like legs apart, to close
them. The last three would have to be across the thighs.
When she was released the girl could only whimper and seemed to lack the energy
to even massage her stripes. Mrs Parson's offer of giving her the next two
strokes across the same area galvanised her into sliding off the table and
standing next to it. She was shaking from head to toe with red eyes and tears
running down her face. Her small pert breasts were wet with tears and her
nipples were embarassingly erect from contact with the punishment table. She had
of course, been beaten on many occasions at the Correctional Centre but each had
seemed to be worse that the previous and Mrs Parson's application had been no
exception.
Somehow she managed to hold her dainty feminine palm out and, against all her
instincts, keep it still as the cruel strap lashed into it. It took her a
superhuman effort with eyes closed and teeth clenched to keep it there waiting
the second agonising lash. But somehow she managed it.
That was it, the session was over and the prisoners were left to put on their
clothing as the students, the nurse, Miss Charlotte and Miss Emma accompanied
the housekeeper into the main house for refreshment.
Within half an hour they had all departed leaving Stewart and Gilpin with Miss
Emma, wondering what the rest of the day held for them. He wondered what
Charlotte had in mind for Daley as she was driven away in the back seat of that
bitches 4WD. It was to be several days before Daley would be able to tell him.
Stewart toyed with the idea of asking Mrs Parsons for permission for them both
to shower. The afternoons activities had left them both dishevelled and in sore
need of a cleansing wash. Gilpin had no choice other that to continue wearing
Mrs McEwan's and Emma's soiled laundry but a shower would have helped freshen
her up in every sense of the word. Given the mood that the housekeeper was in
however, he thought it better to keep his head down. They were set to work
polishing boots in the tack room and at around seven were called into the
kitchen by Mrs Parsons for an evening meal.
Following the meal they were allowed to go for a walk in the grounds. It was
unbelievably relaxing for them both to be away from shouted orders and
humiliating indignities, just two people walking in the countryside. Stewart
apologised for being obliged to penetrate her in all the different positions
earlier, not to mention his manual masturbation of her, but Gilpin shrugged it
off. She thought that they were both lucky to escape without the savage beating
that the others had received and then grinning, said that she only wished that
he had been allowed to complete the job and not pull out every time. She
admitted that humiliating as it was, she had been turned on several times that
afternoon and that a decent bath was needed if Miss Emma's panties were not to
finish up in a worse state than they were already!
Temptation! Stewart literally ached to take her behind a barn or find some other
secluded place but both of them knew that the chances of getting caught were
high and the punishments would be draconian. Just then they heard the sound of a
car horn, the pre-arranged signal from Mrs Parsons to return to the house.
Breathlessly they ran in to the kitchen. Gilpin was told to report to Mrs
McEwan's bedroom and Stewart to Miss Emma's...at the double... as they were
already late.
Stewart hurried up to the room, knocked and heard the order to enter. Miss Emma
sat at her dressing table still dressed in her riding jodhpurs and boots but
with her shirt thrown casually on the floor and just a support bra on her upper
body. She turned towards him and told him to kneel on the floor. She then stood
and walked over so that she almost leaned over him. The room was full of a
gentle perfume that invaded his senses. This attractive young female was within
inches of his hardened penis and yet she could have been on the moon for all the
chance he had of even touching her. He was concerned about where he should look,
so took the safe option and focussed on the toes of the shiny boots that he had
earlier polished.
"You had an easy time of it this afternoon Stewart, at least, compared with the
two that had to be thrashed. I suppose that it can't be easy for you to maintain
control when you haven't had it for so long, perhaps I should have you strip off
and see if I can get the result that your lady friend couldn't. I'm sure that
Mrs Parsons could deal with you- if, " then she smiled, "rather, when, you
lost control ! On the other hand I could give you some personal work to do such
as giving me a body massage to make you even more randy. Look at my face boy!"
Stewart looked up into the young eyes, trying not to look at the jutting
breasts. He could see no hope for any kindness or understanding. Here was a
female who revelled in power and it was just his bad luck to be the nearest
available male. Suddenly her attitude changed.
"Fortunately for you I have to go out this evening. I don't even have time to
let you assist me in getting ready so report to mummy's room in case she needs
your services".
With that she turned her back and resumed her seat at the dressing table.
Relieved, Stewart silently left the room.
He located "mummy's" room and knocked. The voice responded asking who it was
and Stewart passed his name. There was a long pause then he was told to go in.
Mrs McEwan stood in an almost transparent designer dressing robe. Various
clothes were scattered about the room.
"What in the hell do you want boy?" she enquired.
Stewart explained that he had been sent by her daughter to see if she had any
duties for him. She sniffed disdainfully and nodded to a corner. There stood a
naked Gilpin with her back to the room. Fresh red marks of a hand could been
seen on her rump and thighs and her pitiful clothes lay in a heap next to her.
"I already have this disobedient little slut serving me thanks. She is refusing
to acknowledge my authority over her at the moment but I'm working on it. Do you
know what I want her to do to acknowledge my authority Stewart?"
Stewart said that he did not.
"All she has to do is to pay me lip service in three places to show that she
accepts me as her mistress. Which reminds me, you have still to demonstrate your
obedience, perhaps I should get you to demonstrate how it should be done?"
It seemed a simple idea, but Stewart knew that for Gilpin to have refused, it
must involve something unpleasant. He knew that he had no choice and muttered
words to the effect that he would do as he was told.
"Good boy! Gilpin-face this way and watch how it should be done."
She sat on the bed, raised her right foot and told Stewart to respect it with
his tongue. Relieved at the relative simplicity of the order Stewart slavishly
licked the entire foot including the underside and between the delicate toes
taking care hot to look up the leg. Suddenly the foot was removed from his hands
and replaced with the other. This was still damp, presumably from Gilpin's
tongue. As he licked the wet toes he wondered why she had failed in a relatively
simple duty. Then he found out.
Without any pre-amble Mrs McEwan stood up, threw off the negligee and stood
naked in front of him. She was a little matronly in build but still had a firm
well shaped body that most men would die to get their hands on. She gave a short
order:
"Respect my backside boy!"
With that she knelt on the bed, hindquarters up-thrust. So that was it, thought
Stewart, he certainly had no hesitation in obeying if that is all it took to
avoid a thrashing. He had to do it in the Centre and at least Mrs McEwan looked
clean and fresh. He knelt behind her, parted her plump cheeks with his hands and
exposed her womanly anus. The area was a little sweaty and with more hair than
he expected but there his target nestled. About an inch in diameter brown and
puckered. He extended his tongue and proceeded to lick the area above taking
care to gently scrub the coarse anal hair thoroughly.
Then he transferred his attention to the lower cleft where the denser hair
sprouted. Carefully, thoroughly and he hoped, respectfully, he licked as if his
life depended upon it. Gradually and slowly working his now tender tongue
towards the target itself. This was clearly a lady straight from the bath he
thought to himself as he finally reached and licked the very centre of the anus
to demonstrate his sibmission.. At first he tantalised the sensitive tissue then
became more bold and pressed his tongue against the centre pinpoint until it
yielded and opened slightly allowing the tip to enter.
At this point the lady's hips started to move and with some control she ordered
him to stop and stand by the bed. As he stood he glanced at Gilpin who looked at
him with a mixture of fury and disgust. This did not faze Stewart in any way
other than alert him to his own surprise as to his new found subservience. He
pondered only briefly on Gilpin's stupidity in being prepared to take a
thrashing for disobedience knowing full well that it would have to happen
anyway.
Mrs McEwan regained her composure despite a healthily flushed face. She dressed
in the flimsy negligee and went into an adjoining room where Stewart could hear
the muffled sound of a telephone conversation, she then returned with a smile
and spoke:
"Well done Stewart, you have certainly provided this slut with a first rate
example of how to show respect to your superiors. I am impressed and I believe
that you deserve a little credit. You are to go down to the punishment room that
you attended with me earlier in the day where you will find Mrs Parsons waiting
with certain disciplinary equipment. She will inform you what is to happen and
you are to take that information as a direct order from me, is that understood?"
Stewart's heart sank, so much for her showing her thanks. He was to be given to
that sadistic Scottish bitch, no doubt to be used and thrashed on her whim and
he couldn't do a thing about it. Even Gilpin was grinning at his reward. His
face must have registered his apprehension because, as he left the room, Mrs
McEwan spoke again.
"Stewart, you are in for the surprise of your life. When I see you again you
will be a changed man!"
With heavy feet Stewart knew he had no choice and trudged towards his fate. The
only hope he had was gone, but what on earth did she have planned for him. Would
he be able to submit to the hatchet faced woman, or would he fall into the same
trap that Gilpin had?
He was not to know that it would be an experience that few males in his position
could ever hope for.
To be continued.
