ZELDA, SMARTLY DRESSED IN HER LEATHER SKINTIGHT TROUSER SUIT, STUDIED HER TWO SLUTS.
Brushing her crop threateningly over their faces as she spoke, she instructed them on the roll-play that they were to perform.
"You don't need me to tell you that this afternoon you are two school girls.
One of you is a new girl who has been caught in the school sports pavilion with some boys. You were wanking and sucking all three at once."
She continued,
"So not only will the punishment be for having sex with boys, it will be also for being greedy!
This part is to be played out by "J".
The other girl is a sixth former and prefect who will administer the punishment.
The new girl does not realize that the prefect is actually a shemale. She will find this out after her spanking when she receives the prefect's meat in all three of her virginal openings."
"This part is taken by Shirley as she has the necessary equipment.
The scene opens with "J" laying across Shirley's knee."
Zelda watched the faces absorb their instructions. She could see the lascivious smirk that ran through the eyes of the two doctors.
"I want to see an imaginative and exciting performance."
She had a few words with her clients and told them to disrobe.
"You will not stroke yourselves until I give you permission. You will occasionally feel my crop on your cocks and else where if I detect any lack of control. You will get you chance to join in when I consider it right."
Meanwhile, just thee feet in front of them Shirley dragged "J" over her lap and removed her panties from under her short pleated skirt.
"One to Fifty ! You naughty girl. And count each one out loud."
It might only have been roll-play but the pain was real enough.
The noise of Shirley's hand against "J's." buttocks rang hard in the confinements of the brick walls.
Her cries as she counted out loud, were mixed with sobbing. The tears were easily seen and admired by the spectators whose erections throbbed as their blood over heated. Only Zelda's crop stopped their premature ejaculation.
"J's" buttocks glowed and were showing signs of splitting by the count of twenty five.
Shirley's hand was sore and her arm began to ache.
She never the less continued as the flesh beneath her hand began to seep blood.
45.......46.........47........48.........49 and finally ..........50!
The counting and screaming ceased as did the sound of Shirley's hand on her buttocks.
Shirley pushed "J" from her lap and let her fall to a p.v.c. covered mattress on the floor, where she knelt weeping.
Shirley took a little time to massage her own arm and hand before applying a quantity of cream to "J's" broken flesh.
She slowly massaged "J's" bottom.
She worked her hands down between the glowing buttocks and into their cleavage. She teased both the holes until she was sure of "J's" reception. She was going to give this slut the fisting of her life. Even though it was a well trodden path! T.B.C.
