NAUGHTY LITTLE GIRLS OF THE TRAINING HOSTEL

BY DER

Day 1

It's said that at the beach the best scenes can be had.
Particularly Haynes beach; and we were at Haynes beach and on a
particularly good viewing day. Very good, when you were with the
Connor Hostel. Madam Hinshar would on occasion take a number of
recently unruly and naughty young girls to Haynes Beach for the
day. To get them away from the bad influence of others within the
Hostel it is said, but much more likely to permit them to get
into trouble of their own making. Today she picked out two "12
year olds". Twelve that is by regulation. Actually one was
twelve, the other thirteen, but "regulation age" was set by one's
age on January 1. It was now July 12, but never mind that Tanya's
13th birthday was February 5. Her companion, Debby, would be
thirteen on August 1. So it was this hot Saturday morning in
July, at about eleven AM when we arrived.

As to these two girls in question, they could be said to fit
Madam's desired profile to a tee. Tanya had light brown hair that
was long nearly to the waist. She stood about five feet tall and
weighed about 85 lbs. By reputation she thought of herself as
better than the other girls her age, and could at times walk with
her nose pointed a little too high. She was a permanent resident
of Connor Hostel, having been there 3 years. Debby was a blond, a
true yellow blond, with her hair arranged into two unbraided
pigtails lying over the shoulders. At about four feet six inches
she weighted no more that 70 to 75 lbs. It was no accident that
Debby was the true "cry baby" type. Easily influenced by other
girls in ways that often lead to trouble. The types of trouble
that both Madam Hinshar and I enjoyed. Debby was only a summer
resident of the Hostel, but this was her second summer.

We left the parking lot on foot and approached an area of covered
picnic tables. Our entourage of Madam, myself, and the two girls
also included a pair of house matrons. The two girls fell in
behind Madam and me, and in front of the matrons. We were there a
little early today and selected a set of picnic tables nearer the
top of the sandy beach. The tide was out and the water was about
150 feet away. One of the wooden tables, which were about waist
high to the girls, had a heavy built- up rounded end. A pair of
steel eyelets was located on the table top some three feet from
this end and about shoulder width apart. I also noticed that the
rounded end was stained dark with oil and quite smooth from
rubbing.

Now that we were outside in the sun I took a more detailed look
at the two girls and their attire. Madam had dressed them in one
of the Hostel's briefest summer- outing outfits. Their shirts
were paper-thin jersey tank tops of white cotton. All the
Hostel's cotton material was made with little or no "nap" and a
very lightweight open weave. This provided a delightful level of
transparency even with the material completely dry. The shoulder
straps were only a quarter inch wide with the shirttails located
just a few inches below their little titty buds. The sides were
split up to their armpits with the front and back of the neck
deeply rounded. Thus any movement to lean forward caused the
front to fall away quickly and hang straight down from the neck.
The fit was still snug enough for their little nipple tips to
outline nicely under the thin material for no underwear at all
was being worn.

Their matching shorts were even skimpier and made from one
thickness of the same thin white jersey and contained no elastic
or seams at all in their construction. They were cut from a
single piece of material with the "stretch" direction going front
to back. The styling of the shorts would go by the common name of
"diaper" or wrap shorts and was custom sized for each girl. The
crotch of the shorts, laid flat, was no more than two inches wide
and was drawn tightly up between the legs. The sides or leg
openings were equally in the extreme but only here they were
loose. This gave a deep flutter effect as the jersey fell away
everywhere except on the centerline, front to back, were it
remained skin tight. Viewed from the back the shorts rode fully
into the crease of their little round hinnies exposing the lower
one third. The front and back did not meet on the sides until
they reached a point at the waist ties. This bared completely the
sides of both hips.

If the view from the sides was not enough, that from the front
left no doubt that the girls wore not even the scantiest of
little undie panties. The gossamer thin cotton jersey clung like
skin to their crotches and outlined beautifully the small plump
cunties beneath. On occasion little peeks of puppy fat could be
seen on the sides of their crotch as the seamless narrow strip of
cotton jersey tended to "ride up" the central slit of their
little cunts. One other delightful fact was also evident. The
material of the shorts was so thin and tight that from the front
it was obvious that neither little girl had even a trace of pubic
hair. Both had been completely shaven bare as a newborn from
their waist to their feet.

But what of the little girls' bathing suits? Well...Madam Hinshar
did not believe in such attire for girls under her charge.
Instead they were to be issued a scanty pair of "beach panties"
as soon as the tables were set up. Madam Hinshar carried these
articles in her bag. The process of changing their attire was
governed by strict rules and could, at times, be considered part
of a disciplinary procedure. I almost hated to see the changing
time come. Their movements and actions in setting up the tables
while attired as they were had my cock fully erect, but it was
soon to stiffen even more.

Madam Hinshar spoke up sternly. "OK girls, remove your clothes
and give them to me. Sandals under the table!...and when you are
through, go stand in line directly in front of Mr. Fenner. He is
going to give both of you an inspection to see if you have
properly shaven. Tanya, you first...and I hope you both know how
to stand and present yourself. I had better see those legs spread
WIDE!!"

Perhaps I should add, at this point, that my employment at the
Connor Hostel was new. I had been here little more than two days
and few of the girls knew of my presence and none yet knew of my
duties. That was now changing and fast. The order caught both
little girls unaware. They took a quick glance towards Madam
Hinshar and went rigid. Tanya's eyes opened wide and her small
mouth formed a circle. She seemed not to be able to move. As for
little blond Debby, the reaction was somewhat more pronounced.
Her facial expression was like Tanya's except that her eye seems
to moisten and she emitted a weak drawn out meow like sound. In
addition her slender pink legs drew tightly together and her
knees went into a panicky little fret while slowly rising to her
tiptoes. Their reaction in those skimpy little outfits, coupled
with my anticipation, had by balls on fire and my rigid cock
quivering. They were only adding to my enjoyment of the moment.

Both girls quickly noticed Madam Hinshar's ice cold stare. Before
she could say a word the delightful little charmers began to
strip naked. Tanya was breathing heavily in gaps and Debby's
small hands were quivering along with her eyes becoming even
moister. Quickly both girls were stark naked. Slowly they began
to move towards me as I sat in the middle of one of the table
benches, facing outward. They seem to walk with stiff wooden
legs.

"And what kind of action is this? Move it-Now! Or would you
prefer that Mr. Fenner watch me tan both of your bare-naked
bottoms beet red? I want your hands locked together behind your
neck with elbows well out to the side. MOVE!!"

They momentarily seemed to lose all concern over the naked
display they were now providing me. Tanya was standing so close
that her well spread knees almost straddled mine as I sat on the
bench. I reached out and ran by right hand up and down the inside
of her silky smooth right thigh. My heart was pounding while my
cock went rigid beyond belief, touching my stomach on its own. I
then massaged the inside of her other thigh. Finally I reached
directly between her naked legs with my right hand, and passing
under, palmed her soft round little hinny while my wrist rubbed
against the moist little cunt. I next reached around her right
hip and grabbed her bottom with my left hand while my right
pulled back a little and commenced to diddle one beautiful, pink,
hairless little slit.

Tanya's "inspection" took a couple of minutes. Her reaction was
as I might have guessed, heavy breathing and tense. She emitted a
short gasp as the tip of my middle finger ran up and down the
moist central slit between her legs and then diddled her pink
little clit at length. I looked over at Madam Hinshar. She had a
large grin on her face; one of sexual pleasure and satisfaction.
I sensed that she was pleased with my actions, for no doubt this
was what she had in mind when I was added to the staff.

"OK." I said, "Tanya I find no hair stubble. You're
finished...Step back over there! Debby, you're next...Move up
here in position."

She seemed to want to cry, but move she did. Playing no games, I
quickly reached out with my left hand and grabbed Debby's
somewhat smaller bottom and pulled her in close. Her parted knees
now straddled the outside of my thighs, which I suddenly opened
even more. There was no way that her slender little legs could
spread any wider. I diddled her plump hairless cunt at length.
With this act she began her sobbing weak little meows again and
rose onto her tiptoes. All along the fingers of my left hand
kneaded and caressed her small round naked hinny.

Debby was my favorite. Something told me that tonight I would
have a reason and opportunity to insert more that the tip of my
finger into her moist hairless quim. But for now the fingertip
would do. When she felt it commence to slide in, she let out a
weak little "ohoo" and her knees again started to fret. It was
only a delightful sort taste, and I removed it quickly. Tonight
would be much, much different.

"OK Debby, you pass as well. Both of you go see Madam Hinshar for
your beach panties."

I could not have lasted much longer. My cock had reached the
point where I felt it was going to shoot its load without even
being touched, had I not stopped when I did.

Before the panties were handed out Madam Hinshar had each girl
rub the other down with suntan oil. It was heavy oil and it soon
had each girl's smooth naked skin glistening wet. I could see
that Madam Hinshar was not going to let my cock go limp for the
entire day, and it would not be long before events would put my
restraint to even greater test.

The scanty little beach panties were also home made under
instructions from Madam. A one-eighth inch wide strip of skin
colored bare elastic-spandex worn very low on the hips held them
up. The panty material was everywhere a single thickness of
extraordinary thin seamless white nylon. Like the shorts, the
panties had no elastic along the edges, only an extremely small
hem to keep the material together. The crotches were no more than
one and a half inches wide and maintained this width all the way
up the front to the waist ban. The nylon only looped over the
elastic ban and was stitched to itself on the under side. The
ban, being left free to slide through this loop, formed a
drawstring effect and thus the nylon tended to "gather"
permitting even less coverage than otherwise possible. Drawn
deeply up the crease of the pert little hinnys, the panties
uncovered the entire lower half. This backside also only looped
over the small elastic ban, gathering quite a bit. Overall, the
panties were so skimpy that the top of the front was less than an
inch above their little hairless slits. The top of the backside,
itself only some four inches wide when laid flat, permitted a
part of the upper crease to show above the "waist" ban. For easy
removal the elastic-spandex ban was held together by
hook-and-eyelets on the outside of each hip. These scanty little
panties tended to stay wet with the oil, if not with water as
well, and looked like transparent second skin.

They were permitted to wear nothing but these panties. Thus both
girls were forced to show off bare, their delightful set of young
budding titties. Tanya's were shaped like classic round bowls
with their centers covered with light brown nipples. These
nipples were perfectly circular and pointed slightly upward; the
tips extending out about two inches away from the center of her
chest. Both titties were very firm and silky smooth, without the
slightest crease. Debby, on the other hand, possessed young
titties shaped more like pears; they converged to a point. These
tips were completely covered with bright pink nipples that were
not flat like Tanya's, but were shaped more like rounded cones.
The diameters of the nipples were a tiny bit larger than the area
they were directly attached to. This gave a cute swollen tip
look. Surprisingly, Debby's little buds thrust out perhaps an
additional half-inch, or more, than Tanya's. They swayed and
bounced delightfully in t une with her feet whenever she moved.

We all had gone out to the white sand, near the edge of the
water, and secured an area with a number of large beach blankets.
Two hours later I lay in the sun wearing a light pair of boxer
shorts with nothing underneath. I was listening to Madam Hinshar
talking to the two matrons when the conversation suddenly
changed.

Madam spoke up, "Well I think that just about does it for those
two. Particularly that Tanya! She is a never-ending source of
trouble. I warned them both and they should know by now what
would happen."

She looked around for a second and then spoke to one of the
matrons. "Miss Manning would you care to go over there, by that
loud commotion, and bring Tanya and Debby back here...No, bring
them directly to our covered picnic tables. I'll meet you there."

Miss Manning was a large woman. Standing over six feet tall, I
know she weighted 160 lbs., or more. She had to be a bodybuilder,
for every part of her anatomy was rock hard. Her chest was huge
with almost no breast at all and her arms and legs where like
that of a man's. Her bathing suit consisted of a G-string bottom
that was smaller that the palm of one's hand. The top was a pair
of triangles each no bigger than her nipples. The material was a
single thickness of bright red Lycra that molded itself to her
body contours. The suit was held in place with little more than
thread sized elastic strings. One could see that, like the girls,
her own cunt was also shaven bare.

At Madam's command she leaped from the blanket to her feet and
spoke, "I certainly will Madam. Do you want me to remove their
panties?"

"No, not this time. I want both girls to pull them off themselves
over by the tables and in front of John."

Picking up her beach bag, Madam also spoke quickly to me, "John,
lets go; this is something that I want you to watch very closely.
I want the girls to start getting accustomed to your presence
when discipline is applied."

It wasn't long before Miss Manning had both girls back by the
tables. She carried them on stumbling feet by the back of their
armpits, one girl in each hand. They were dripping wet with water
from head to foot. Their little panties were disheveled with
Debby's having slid a little to the side in the crotch. A
generous portion of puppy fat from her hairless cunt showed bare.
They both stood side by side in front of Madam Hinshar. Even
Tanya's knees were now in a panicky fret. However, poor little
Debby's legs had made a delightful transition from a simple fret.
Standing high on her tiptoes at one spot, she commenced a rapidly
paced small little prance from toe to toe. She had also reached
around and placed both hands on her wet panty clad bottom. The
hand action along with her legs prancing in place caused her to
push her hips slightly forward and sway them, along with her
little titties, in tune with her legs. Already my cock was again
in rut, pushing the loose boxer shorts well out in front. The
waist ban was even beginning to push away.

"Oooho Please Madam. Please. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. Just
this one time, Ohoo Please."

"What kind of behavior is this?! You get those hands off you
bottom and behind you neck this instant!! And stand still. I
haven't yet, but I'm about to give you both reason to prance."
Madam's voice was so cold that shivers almost went up my back as
she spoke to Debby.

The selection of both Tanya and Debby, for today's beach outing,
had worked. They had found trouble. Its details are not
important, only that conduct beyond the rules always resulted in
a harsh dose of discipline. I was about to watch just how harsh;
and, no less, to a pair of the most delightful little charmer's
one could imagine. Madam reached into her bag and withdrew an
18-inch heavy oak ruler. The metal edge along the spine had been
removed. It was not the intention to break the skin or draw blood
as the metal might. However, the contact side of the "working"
end had an admirable polish. All lettering and finish had been
removed by years of contact with the hinnys of bare naked,
naughty little girls. This end had also been rounded somewhat, no
doubt to better permit it to work in-and-under and find, on
occasion, the more tender areas of a girl's bottom. With Debby's
hands now behind her neck, both little girls continued to parade
themselves in front of me.

"You both are going to be paddled at length by Miss Manning.
Twenty-four strokes each! They are going to be applied in two
sets of twelve, starting with Tanya."

It now began.

"Tanya, you will remove your panties NOW and give them to me.
Debby, you pull yours down to just below your bottom and don't
let the material roll up on the waist ban, let it hang limp."

Madam reached out and took Tanya's scanty little pair and placed
them in her bag. Something told me they would remain there for
the rest of the afternoon. She then removed a small bottle.

Once again Tanya presented herself bare naked to my eyes. Only
this time her knees were wildly and rapidly in a fret. She seemed
to lose all concern for the display that this was providing.
Tears also seemed to well up in her eyes. Now the only thing on
her mind was what awaited her exposed little hinny.

"Tanya, take this bottle of strap oil to Mr. Fenner and then
present your bottom to him as if for an inspection."

Tanya handed me the oil and then turned and parted her legs to
the maximum. Placing the back of her knees against the bench, she
bent forward and grabbed her legs well below the knees. Not just
her hinny but her plump hairless cunt was but inches from my
face. Gaping wide, the pink inner lips, with their attending
orifice, showed bare.

"Mr. Fenner (Madam used my formal name in the presence of her
charges), would you be so kind as to apply a liberal amount of
strap oil to Tanya's bottom and thighs. Knead it in well,
particularly between her legs. Please, take your time.
I...am...in...no...hurry. I want her bottom well prepped for the
tanning it's about to get."

This time I enjoyed Tanya even more than during the shaving
inspection. I even dipped the tip of one of my pinkies into her
tight little buggering hole. At this intrusion she gasped and let
out a short plea.

"Oh please."

"You shut up! This is to be part of your discipline from now on.
You had best learn to expect it."

Madam responded quickly to Tanya's cry.

I more than just diddled her cunt, I inserted a middle finger a
good two inches and felt the soft warm sheath, tight even to such
a small member as a finger. Yes, someday soon I would enjoy this
orifice even more. At last I finished. Tanya's naked target was
dripping wet with strap oil.

"OK young lady, I'm through. I think your bottom is ready for a
good tanning." Miss Manning now took charge. "Get over here by
the end of this table. Move up against it! There, that's better.
Now bend over again and stretch out your arms. Part those legs a
little more. Spread them!"

At this time Madam Hinshar reached into her bag once again and
removed a pair of leather wrist cuffs. Each was attached to a
heavy cord about six feet long. She then walked over to the table
and attached one on each of Tanya's small wrists. The cords were
then drawn through the two eyelets. The ends were not attached to
anything, but only held in Madam's hands. She wanted to be able
to draw the cords tight or let them out, giving the girls more
freedom to wiggle, depending on the moment.

Standing behind Tanya's round shiny bottom, Miss Manning griped
the heavy oak ruler in her right hand and applied four harsh,
rapid strokes to the base near her upper thighs.

"Whack...Smack...Whack......CRACK!!"

That was all it took. Tanya's remaining composure disappeared in
an instant. Her head went back and she commenced to babble pleas.

"Oh Lordie, Please...NOT SO HARD! I can't stand it!!
Oho..ho....ho...ho...Please...Please."

"Excellent! Excellent! From here on apply them slowly. Give her
time to savor each stroke. Besides let's also give Mr. Fenner a
good opportunity to enjoy the little 'dance number' she is
performing." Madam's voice contained a sadistic tone as she
spoke.

"CRACK."

Again the ruler contacted the tender pert hinny.

"IEEE...Please....Not so hard!"

A dance number it was. Tanya was finally acting like the naughty
little schoolgirl that she was. Her feet merrily pounded the
ground as she pranced in place from foot to foot.

"Thwack."

"Ohoo..ho....ho...Please...NOT THERE!!"

It would seem that Miss Manning had taken aim at a most tender
area under the base of Tanya's hinny, and near the center. It was
a full swing with a quick snap of the wrist on contact, using
only the last inch of the ruler. She was beginning to work under
the bottom now. The response was something to behold. In addition
to the side to side sway caused by the prancing feet, Tanya began
to arch her back first up and then down. This had the effect on
her bottom of first thrusting it up- and-out and then withdrawing
it back. The round cheeks clenched tight and then relaxed in step
with each thrust. One could imagine that poor Tanya was trying to
stroke herself off on some giant invisible cock located under her
bottom and between her legs.

For a moment I looked over at little Debby, waiting her turn. Her
scanty beach panties hung down between her legs. They swayed
gently as her knees still continued to fret. Tears flowed freely
down her face as she sobbed and emitted little mews and meow like
sounds.

Finally the whipping stopped after the twelfth stroke, but Madam
still held the cords in place. She waited till Tanya slowed her
gyrations and then released her wrist.

"Go over beside Debby and wait for your next set. Debby, remove
those panties and get over here now! No! Give them to me."

It seemed Debby was at first reluctant to completely give up her
last vestige of privacy.

"You need not concern yourself with your panties. Neither one of
you two naughty girls will be putting them back on. You both are
going to spend the rest of the afternoon here at the beach--bare
naked. I want all to be able to see what happens to your bottoms
when you misbehave. As for your front sides...well, that just too
bad, I'm sure any young boys who drop by will enjoy the view." I
certainly was going to enjoy the view; now and much later today
as well. As with Tanya, I applied the strap oil to Debby's pert
little round hinny. I also took time again to diddle her exposed
naked cunt. Once finished, I ordered her over to the dreaded
table.

"Now bend forward. All the way! Move it young lady or you'll get
extra!!"

As Madam started to attach the leather cuffs, little Debby
appeared to break down the rest of the way. She was now crying
freely and started to babble useless pleas for mercy.

"Oh Please Madam, not hard, Please not too hard. Please...PLEASE!
I can't stand it, I just can't! Oh it hurts so bad naked. It
burns and burns! Ohoo...noooo!!"

Things took on a more casual pace. It seemed that we all knew
there was no need to break Debby's resolve; no need for that
rapid application of the ruler as with Tanya. Unfortunately for
the little "cry babies", their whippings tended to last longer,
and Madam always saw to it.

"Miss Manning, take you time with Debby. I want an extended pause
between strokes. This will give her a full opportunity to
anticipate each one as well as savior the last. Work a good
number up under her bottom and along the top few inches of her
thighs as well."

"Both of you young ladies listen up. If either of you two thinks
that this short tanning with a ruler is all you are going to get,
you're mistaken! Let your lack of panties for the rest of this
afternoon remind you that when we get back, both of you are going
to be taken to one of the discipline rooms where you will wait my
arrival. When I enter I am going to give you both a stark naked
hickory switching on the backs of your thighs, and your conduct
for the rest of this day will determine just how bad a switching
you'll get. I'm going to personally administer it myself, to see
that it's done properly, because if you haven't been switched by
me, you don't yet know what a real one is like."

With that announcement even Tanya let out a little plea.

"Oh Madam, Please no. I'll be good."

Debby, I'm sure, just could not believe what she heard. She could
plead no more and just let out a gasp and started to cry more
loudly. Miss Manning took up position behind the tiny little bare
bottom. She started by merrily tapping the ruler against the
lower center edge of one cheek. I thought I knew what it was like
for a naughty little girl to break down during disciplinary
training, but Debby now lost all control over herself. With legs
spread wide and bottom thrust out, her hairless little cunt,
splayed wide open, began to make peepee. At first a little
dribble, timed with the ruler's first prodding tap, then a nice
little relaxed stream came forth and made a small puddle on the
ground below. Things happened fast at this point.

"THWACK!!!"

The ruler made prefect contact with the aiming point and was so
painful that Debby's reaction instantly cut off the little
stream. Her head went back, yellow blond pigtails flying. She let
out a loud squeal just as her legs came back together and started
to wildly prance-in-place. Her feet made a pitter-patter sound as
she danced in her own puddle.

"Aieeeee.....Oho nooo!!"

"JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOUNG LADY?!!!"

Madam cried out the question. "You're going to get one nice rare
supplement to your switching tonight--one you'll not forget!"

Miss Manning waited some twenty seconds before the next stroke.
Debby continued to prance-in-place the entire time. Her naked
round hinny was so pert and tight, her thighs so slender, that
the plump lips of her cuntie shown clearly even with her legs
tightly together. From this pink slit the little stream began to
reappear. Miss Manning took notice.

"THWACK!!!"

"OHOO....Ohooooo...Oho...Oho...Oho.....Not so hard!....Oh Please
Stop!!...I Can't Stand It!!!"

Again the ruler made perfect contact, but not before Debby
managed to dribble peepee down the inside of her dancing thighs,
increasing the size of the puddle, before the little yellow
stream was cut off. Poor Debby continued to squeal and make
peepee like this, in tune with the ruler, until she went dry on
about the eighth stroke. At this point Madam Hinshar spoke up.

"Hold it Miss Manning. " She went to her bag and withdrew a
second pair of cuffs. "Give me a hand. I can see now that Debby
is going to have to have her legs held apart. I've NEVER...!"

Her legs were stretched wide to a point. The cuffs were attached
to the far ends of the table legs.

"I want to continue Debby's whipping straight though the entire
twenty-four strokes. We'll take a ten-minute break after number
twelve. It's just too much trouble to remove all these cuffs and
then replace them."

"WHACK!...SMACK!!"

"Aheeiiii, Ohoo...No not my legs too..ohoooo...oh...ohoo...Oh
Please!!"

"SMACK!....THWACK!!!"

"OHEeeeeiiiii, Oh Lordieee, Please not inside,...... Not
THERE!!!"

To finish up the first set of twelve, Miss Manning had stepped
directly behind poor little Debby's blistered hinny and took full
advantage of the now widely spread legs. Using criss-crossing
strokes, she applied two quick "twin sets" to the extreme tops of
the inter thighs. An area that was so tender!

Miss Manning placed the ruler down on the table directly in front
of Debby face and wiped the perspiration from her face. It was a
hot day. She then retired to get a cold drink.

"Mr. Fenner, would you please apply a fresh coat of oil to
Debby's bottom and then come join us for a drink." Madam spoke as
she walked towards the cooler. "Oh yes, Please--take your time.
Work it in everywhere. You do understand?" I nodded just in time
to see a small sadistic smile come over Madam Hinshar's face.

Elsewhere Madam spoke up to Tanya. "Move over here! Put your
elbows on the table and keep those legs spread. You don't move
until told to!"

Debby's round little blistered hinny was left to my desires. I
set on the ground directly beneath this still wiggling target,
(taking time to dry the puddle first) for not many seconds had
passed since the last stroke of the ruler. Miss Manning sure knew
how to tan little naughty school girls, for her handiwork still
left Debby's legs beating out a tattoo. Positioned only inches
beneath the pink hairless slit of her cunt, I couldn't imagine
how a tender little girl could show herself off any better. Her
knees alternately straighten and flexed as much as the restraints
permitted.
I started to rub fresh strap oil over both reddened naked cheeks,
kneading it in well.

"Oh please, that hurts......Please, it still burns."

Every stroke had left a soft raised red welt, with several
overlapping. Those within the top inner thighs were especially
sensitive to my touch. Soon I turned to the target of interest.
Again my middle finger began to diddle the pink, tight, little
cuntie. The small plump lips couldn't be more smooth and
hairless. Perfect in shape and size. I pushed my finger in about
two inches or so, making Debby start and rise quickly on both tip
toes--her legs went rigid. This time, however, things were a
little different from her first oiling. She had not completely
regained control over her naked bottom. The tanning still had it
moving in fits and starts, as well as wiggling in the most
suggestive manner imaginable. Unable to regain immediate control,
she squirmed her pink little cuntie on the end of my finger--the
lips tightening and relaxing with every start and fit. At last I
had to stop. Another second and I would have been the one who
lost control and fucked her on t he spot.

While I now relaxed with a cold drink, Madam Hinshar spoke,
looking my way.

"I can see I made the right choice when I selected you for this
position. You have that touch that I was looking for--yes, that
ability to savor the moment and enjoy it slowly. I know you'll
like this evening. I'm going to take special care to give you a
classic example of how a good bare naked, stand-up, hickory
switching should be applied to a pair of squirmy young prisses.
That is why I'm leaving their legs relatively untouched. Oh! Yes,
I do need to know which one you would prefer; sometime before we
get back. She'll get special treatment. Although, I might guess."
Madam then glanced at Debby--a fact also noticed my Miss Manning.
For a good five more minutes we relaxed and enjoyed the warm
summer air before Madam decided to begin again.

"Lets continue. Miss Manning, take care to see that their bottoms
are uniformly covered with the ruler. I want every square inch as
tender as possible for their switching."

We walked over to the awaiting little girl. I took position to
view directly from behind. Miss Manning picked up the ruler in
her right hand and snapped it briskly into the palm of her left.
The sound evoked new sobs from Debby.

Miss Manning spoke up, "Are you ready to receive your next set of
twelve, because I think you are going to really feel them?
Prepare yourself!"

"Oh please Madam! Not so hard...Please! Please! Oh Nooo......"

THWACK!

"Aeiiiii...Ohoo...Oh...Ohooo!!!"

THWACK!!

"OH Lordie...NO MORE!! I just can't stand it! Please! Please! Not
so hard! PLEASE!"

"So it stings, does it? Well that's just too bad! And what do you
think of this one!!"

SMACK!

"Aeiiiiii...Aeiii...Ohoo...oh...Not there......Please Not
There!!!...Ohooo...ooo...Please!!!"

Miss Manning had delivered a nice crisp stroke to the lower,
inter, base of Debby's left bottom cheek, delightfully exposed by
the now well spread legs. Her blond pigtails thrashed about as
she babbled useless pleas for mercy. Miss Manning continued
tanning poor Debby's already blistered and tender little hinny,
until the last stroke was applied. Quickly Miss Manning removed
Debby's ankle cuffs as Madam removed those on her wrist. Within
seconds of the last stroke Debby was free to stand, her ordeal
over, but not the show. Madam Hinshar always freed a girl as soon
as possible upon completion of discipline and permitted her the
freedom to move and speak as she wished. This was done for
several reasons, not the least of which was for the delightful
little spectacle they always provided. We were not disappointed
in Debby. She stood erect, both hands around on her still
palpitating little hinny. Her hips thrust forward displaying
beautifully her plump hairless cun tie. We also enjoyed the cute
bare little titty buds as they bounced in tune with her prancing
feet. One could not possibly command a naked little naughty girl
to show herself off any better.

Madam Hinshar grabbed Debby by her arm and walked her over to one
side of the small covered picnic area.

"Please Madam, no more...Please!" Debby managed a short plea
between her sobs as tears ran down her face.

"Never mind what I'm going to do. You just wait over here till
we're finished with your friend Tanya. Dance all you want; but if
I were you, I'd save myself a little. When we get back you're
going to need it."

Walking back to the dreaded polished table end, Madam Hinshar
spoke, "Tanya, stand up and get over here, NOW!"

Tanya didn't know how to act. Tears began to flow from her eyes
as she bit down on her lower lip, hand wringing in front of her.
However, she walked slowly towards the spot. With each step she
could feel the sting in her bottom from the first twelve strokes.
How was she going to stand twelve more? As she was positioned in
place, cuffs attached and legs spread, she began to cry loudly.
Her creamy round hinny began to fidget and quiver without any
regard that such action, combined with her widely spread legs,
provided again the most wanton displays possible of her charms.
She then began the most heartfelt sobbing pleas for mercy I think
I have ever heard.

"Oh Madam please...please. Not now. Ohoo...my bottom still hurts,
it's sooo sore. I promise I'll be good. I will! Please?! I don't
know what to do. I just won't be able to stand any more!"

Such cries only seemed to wet Madam's appetite even more. Picking
up the bottle of oil, Madam handed it to me. "Again please, Mr.
Fenner."

"Thank you, I will. As before?"

"Oh Yes; definitely so! I am beginning to enjoy your technique.
In fact, I would like to watch up close this time. Again rub the
oil in well and deeply." That familiar sadistic smile appeared
again on her lips.

I knelt down between Tanya spread legs, my face not much more
than a foot from her pink hairless cunt. I again began to rub and
knead the blistered pert little hinny in the midst of her cries
about her sore bottom. What happened next, as my middle finger
started to sink into her cunt, caught even me by complete
surprise. I noticed that Madam Hinshar quickly looked around to
see if there were any people close by our picnic tables; there
were none too close. Next, she reached down with her right hand
into the front of her own tiny bathing suit and began to frig her
cunt. In the same motion her left hand parted the waist band of
my suit, and began to gently run fingers up and down my rigid
cock. She also began to whisper quietly in my right ear.

"Keep doing your thing. That's right. I just want to feel how big
and hard you really are. My...You are big, and like a rock!
Gooood, work that finger in deep; just think what it's going to
feel like when this big cock of yours slides in there. Don't you
dare cum...I want a man who can hold out a long time. When we get
back, we'll all be naked in the discipline room. I want this cock
sticking out big and hard, and quivering with lust. When it's
time, you give Debby's little pussy more than just a good
fucking. I want it reamed out; at length!"

Madam knew how to give pleasure as well as pain. Her finger nails
ran gently up and down the under side of my rigid cock, twisting
the hard shaft smoothly between three of her fingers. I almost
exploded with her touch. Only my desire and unbreakable control
kept my load in check. My hips began to slowly thrust in unison
with Madam's warm touch, as my finger dipped deeply into Tanya's
tight cuntie. I wanted to fuck one of these little girls so bad,
well...later, later. We soon finished and Miss Manning
started...again.

"Oh, no...no...no!" THWACK! "Ahaaaa, Ohoo...oh...ohooo, Please,
Oh Lordie, It Hurts. Please, Not Again, Please Stop!!",...SMACK!
"Aeiiii....Aheiii....You Just Got To Stop! PLEASE!! I Can't
Stan"....CRACK! "Ahhhh...ha...ha...ha! Oh Please, No!!"

The ruler began to overlap earlier welts, but no quarter was
given. Miss Manning was exemplary in her work. When at last it
was over, no area of Tanya's little hinny was left unmarked. On
release Tanya finished her bare naked minuet on prancing tip
toes, and like Debby, made a delicious spectacle of herself.

We returned to the beach blankets. Only this time the naughty
little girls wore nothing but their birthday suits. They we made
to stand naked under an umbrella that Madam had placed adjacent
to the blankets. It did not take long before word got around.
During the next two hours that we stayed at the beach, a number
of young boys came by in small groups. They would act as if they
were only passing by, but would pause and say hello. Madam would
welcome them. In fact she would encourage their stay a while
longer by talking to them. On a couple of occasions she had the
girls explain their predicament directly to their visitors.

"Tanya, explain to the boys what is going on....Present your self
properly!" Madam spoke with a sarcastic tone.

"We were naa...naughty, and had to take our....panties off and
got a paddling on our bare bottoms."

"And what else are you both going to get!? And speak up!"

"A, Oh.....ohoo, switching......when we get back."

"I might add, boys, that all the girls are switched bare naked
standing up with hands held high over their heads. And these two
are really going to get a good one and at length. Believe me!
What's more, if they don't behave themselves for the rest of this
afternoon, I'll switch more than their naked bottoms and the
backs of their legs. They'll get one on their front sides as
well; specially on those places where little girls are nice and
tender. They know what I mean!"

"Oh Madam Please, Please!" Tanya pleaded for the embarrassment to
end.

"OK, you'll have to go now. Tanya and Debby have to stay here,
but thank you for coming by."

Events like this was what I had expected, but just before we left
something happened that was totally a surprise. It went to show
just how far this society had changed. Now it was common to see
girls under twelve completely naked on the beach. If fact girls
twelve and much older were, on occasion, seen nude. So it should
not come as a surprise to any one to see young boys, under
twelve, also naked. Some were more than just naked.

A friend of Madam, whom she had not seen in a while, happened by.
She had several children of her own. One was a boy of about
twelve, who had recently reached puberty. She was intensely proud
of this fact, and wanted to show him off to other women she knew.
He was of average build for his age and like the girls had no
public hair; one could see, because he was complete naked. It was
not clear if he had been shaven or not. Mrs. Brenner was her
name, Timmy was his.

This was not being done by his mother as punishment, but as a
reward. Permitting him to enjoy his newly discovered sexuality
and prowess. Timmy was somewhat shy; more like Debby than Tanya
in personality, but his mother wanted to show him off, and for
good reason. I could hardly believe what I saw. Timmy was already
possessed of fully formed, nearly mature sized balls. His cock
was in full erection, sticking nearly strait up and equally
sized. At the close sight of the naked girls it grew a little
more and began to jerk front to back with the tip taping his
tummy on the backwards move. It was such a strange sight to see
these large members, still very light pink and totally void of
hair, on so small a boy's frame.

From the look on Timmy's face you could see that he was a little
embarrassed, but thoroughly enjoying the experience. His mother
had also inserted a small butt plug in Timmy's bottom. She was
now caressing his small bottom and playing with this plug. This
drove Timmy to push his hard cock out even more.

"Madam Hinshar, would you care to feel just how big Timmy has
become?"

"Why Yes!"

"Timmy lets go stand in front of Madam Hinshar. Up close so she
can feel just how nice and big you can get."

Both women smiled at each other, and almost laughed. Then Madam
Hinshar cupped Timmy's big balls in one hand while she started to
run her fingers of the other hand up and down the quivering
shaft, as she had done to me earlier. His mother also started to
play, once again, with the plug.

"Timmy, these are going to make some little girl real happy in
years to come."

"Oh thank you Madam, but please, I can't hold out much longer. I
feel a big squirt coming on."

"Yes, I guess I had best stop before we have a nice big cum."

Mrs. Brenner spoke. "Timmy, did you like that?"

"Oh yes mommy. It felt so good!"

Madam Hinshar leaned forward and whispered into Mrs. Brenner's
ear. "I wouldn't mind if Timmy had his cum here. We could have
him move over to my two naughty girls, and I could make them give
Timmy a nice cum he would really enjoy."

Then Mrs. Brenner leaned way forwards and whispered into Madam's
ear.

"Are you sure? I just couldn't ask this of you, but I know Timmy
would really enjoy it. He saw them earlier today on the beach
when they still had their panties on. He told me that he liked
the two girls as we were coming over here. I'll tell you just how
much he really likes them. When I first asked if he wanted to
come over here his cock almost jumped to an erection!"

Madam spoke out.

"Then it's agreed. Good. Timmy I would like you to come over here
by my two naughty girls. Your mother said you could have a really
nice big squirt with them if you would like to."

"Oh Yes, Madam! Really!? I can?"

"Yes Timmy, but I would like to see how long you can hold out
before you squirt. OK? Then your mother and I would like to see
you do a really big one."

"Gee, I feel like I can do it any second now."

"I know, I know; but we want you to hold out for a really long
time. OK?"

"I'll try. What do you want me to do?"

"For now just stand right here. That right. Now push your thing
way out; Yes, that's good!'

Madam looked over towards Tanya.

"Young lady, get over here! Turn around. Don't you move away-get
back! I'll get that ruler out again and let Timmy watch as I make
you do another dance. Do you understand?"

"Yes Madam. But please...I'm bare naked...I'm not wearing any
undie panties or anything."

"That's right! And you're not going to be wearing any panties or
any thing else for quite a while, so you best do as you're told.
I'm just looking for a good reason to give you extra after your
switching."

The spectacle had Timmy's cock throbbing. Never had he seen such
pretty girls bare naked and made to show themselves off like
this. He could see everything, even their little titties! In the
past few months even a short glimpse of a girl's panties would
make him get a hard-on; and once hard it took forever to go away.
He remembered a few weeks ago that a girl he really liked bent
way over with a really short skirt on. It was so short that it
just barely covered up her bottom, most of the time, when she was
standing up straight.

She had been standing between him and another girl as they sat at
this table in the back of a class room. Then she bent way over
for a long time to help this girl with her homework. Her hinny
was only a couple of feet away from his face and she was wearing
nothing but teeny-tiny shear white flutter panties underneath
that let him see everything. He was really glad he had put
bathroom tissue in his underpants, because when she started to
wiggle her bottom side to side, he reached down and played with
his cock for the whole time. He then had a big cum right in his
pants as he looked at her pussy under those shear little panties.
That had felt so good, but now....wow!

Madam continued.

"Tanya, back up some more. Now spread those legs more...all the
way. Do It Young Lady!! Now bend over and grab your knees. You
stay in that position and you best not move."

Madam reached out and put her hand on Timmy's bare young bottom
and directed him forward while removing his plug.

"OK Timmy, now move forward and put your big hard peepee along
the crease of Tanya's naked hinny. Let the tip stick out the top.
That right!...Good! Why don't you reach down and spread Tanya's
hinny apart some more. Yes, now let go and your peepee will be
all the way in the crease. Now push forward just enough to keep
it there. Reach out with you hands and grab Tanya's little
titties if you like. You can play with them all you want-even
pinch the nipples with your finger tips. Just hold your hips
still for a few more seconds."

Madam next grabbed surprised little Debby by the arm pit. She
next moved her behind Timmy and pushed her, still standing,
against his bottom.

"Debby, reach out and hold Timmy around his waist. Good! Now
listen up both you young ladies. You do exactly as I say, or I'll
give you both that extra switching-on your front sides. Tanya,
now bend one knee a little and lock the other. Now switch back
and forth between knees and wiggle your sassy bottom against
Timmy's big hard peepee. Debby, you move your legs the same way
and rub your tummy against Timmy's soft bare bottom. DO IT NOW!!"

Timmy couldn't believe the sensation he was feeling. Never
anything like this. He wanting to do a cum so bad. He fought to
hold back the biggest squirt of his entire life.

"Now Timmy, don't squirt yet! Hold on. Push your peepee up and
down the crease of Tanya's nice hinny. See how that feels."

"Oh yes Mam! This feels...sooo good."

Several minuets passed before Timmy spoke again.

"Oh no! I just got to do a squirt. Oh, oh, aaah, here it comes.
Oh Yes! Ahaaaaaa, Ahaaaa, Oh.....Ohooo. Yes, that felt.....so
good....so good....Oh thank you, Madam, Thank you."

Timmy's young cock exploded cum into the air. The first squirt
went nearly six feet up and over Tanya head. The second still
cleared her head; only the last two landed on her back. His cock
dribbled with cum.

"OK girls, both of you, back under the umbrella! Timmy, come over
here."

Madam Hinshar picked up a towel and wiped his cock dry, squeezing
out the last few drops of cum. His mother handed Timmy his
bathing suit, which he now put on. It was over too fast. To be
that age again!

"Mrs. Brenner, that was one of the best cum's I have ever seen. I
can't believe Timmy. I know you must be proud of him. Perhaps we
could work something out in the future; I'll give you a call. If
that's all right with you?"

"Yes, Yes, maybe we can. I look forward to hearing from you."

"Good; however, it may be a few months. Well it has been nice,
but we have to get going. There's still this matter of having
these two girls perform a nice naked minuet in tune with a
switch."

"Well good by. Timmy say thank you again."

"Thank you Madam. I'll always remember this."

"You're welcome. OK girls, let's pick up. Get going."

The girls were made to do almost everything, as I watched. A
number of people, including some young boys, watched with smiles
as we crossed the parking lot and got into our van. The two
girls, still bare naked, sat beside me on the way back. They
pouted the entire way back, thinking about what awaited them.

Madam Hinshar wasted no time on our return.

"Miss Manning, take these two girls to Disciplinary Training Room
2-A. Have them stand in the middle of the room--standard
position. You should undress as well, we won't be long. Mr.
Fenner will apply the strap oil, so you need not do anything else
this time."

I was ready now. My cock hardly had had a rest in the past hour.
Was I ever ready, but I need to explain a few things before the
story continues. The Disciplinary Training Rooms were set up and
organized by Madam Hinshar's strict rules. Divided into two
sections, "A" and "B", there were six rooms in total, three per
section. All the rooms were located in a special basement below
one end of the main building. This also happened to be directly
below Madam Hinshar's office. She had a private entrance to one
end of the basement hallway; the other end being the general
entrance. It was along this hallway that the rooms were located.
Each room was about thirty feet square, with the "A" section
rooms on one side of the hall and the "B" section rooms on the
other. The hall itself was about twelve feet wide.

The walls along the hallway were made of gray limestone blocks
with bare concrete steps on each end. The floor was laid with
heavy oak planking. Several bare electric bulbs lighted the way.
Each rooms' door was made of three inches thick solid oak with
heavy black steel hinges and equally heavy catches. Each could be
bolted from the inside. The doors were about seven feet tall with
all ceilings some ten feet high. The top edge of an open window
was located about a foot down from the top of each door. These
windows measured approximately a foot square and contained
vertical one inch steel bars, but were otherwise open to the
interior. Five feet long thick oak benches were located beside
each door, with clothing hooks on the wall behind. Activities
from within each room could be clearly heard in the hall, but the
windows were too high for any girl to see in.

All six rooms had floors and walls covered in white ceramic bath
tile, with a drain under an open shower head located at the
center of each floor. They were also brightly illuminated.
Section "A" rooms contained various specially designed devices
and implements for the "standard" disciplinary training of young
naughty little girls. If these rooms were considered the dry
side, the section "B" rooms were considered wet rooms. Each
contained additional devices, and were supplied, for the
application of what many a person would call "toilet training".
The numbers related to the severity of the training. Number three
being the most dreaded by the girls.

On the floor above the general entrance end was located some
twenty clothing lockers-ten on each side of the doorway leading
below. One of a set of two continuous thick oak benches was
positioned in front of each group of lockers. Whether or not it
was after a regularly scheduled disciplinary review, girl(s) due
for training would be taken to the lockers and be ordered to
strip down to nothing but their little scanty white panties. They
were then lined up in front of the door leading below and only
then given their room assignments. The lockers were in the open
and anyone in this area of the building was free to watch these
proceedings.

On this particular day however, Miss Manning escorted Tanya and
Debby straight to Room 2-A. I followed directly behind. On
entrance both Miss Manning and I also striped naked and then took
a quick shower to wash off the salt and sand from the beach. The
two girls were ordered to do the same. However, they were not
permitted to dry off as did Miss Manning and I. They remained
dripping wet by the drain awaiting Madam Hinshar's return.

They did not wait long. From the private entrance end of the
hallway we heard steps-the door then quickly opened and was
bolted shut. Both girls let out a "Ohoo" as my cock went even
harder, for Madam Hinshar was also completely naked except for a
pair of large polished black leather boots. Miss Manning smiled
and licked her lips. This certainly was going to be one nice
little treat. Madam's boots were zippered tight all the way up to
her knees. At that point they flared out making a cup like shape
that continued to several inches above the knees. Each boot had
five inch long spiked heels. Madam quickly spoke with that icy
cold voice.

"Tanya...Debby, listen well! I will not say anything but once,
and you both had better jump to it. You both are going to get one
really good switching. I'm going to apply it myself and it's
going to be at length-I promise you! After that is over...Tanya,
you will be returned to your dorm. Debby, on the other hand will
be staying for that nice supplement I promised. Then Debby, you
are going to find out why Mr. Fenner is now a member of our staff
here at Connor Hostel. It is to be a new form of discipline that
all girls here will soon experience, and you are going to be the
first. We'll start the switching with Debby.

"Miss Manning, position Debby in the high cuffs. Keep the cords
loose for now."

At this point Madam took Tanya by the arm pit over to one corner
of the room as Debby's wrists were being placed in the pair of
leather cuffs. These restraints were each connected to cords that
went directly to the tall ceiling, though a pair of blocks
directly above (these were blocks or pulleys as used on
sailboats), over to a second pair at the top of one wall and down
to a crank and ratchet. This crank provided easy and positive
adjustment of a girl's wrist above her head. No other restraints
were used, thus her legs were completely free to move. However,
the blocks above her head were some ten feet apart. This forced
her arms and torso into a classic "Y" shape, which prevented a
girl from rotating in place once the cords were drawn tight and
she was standing on tip toes-as would be the case once her
switching started. In addition, this "Y" shape of the arms made
it exceedingly uncomfortable for a girl to pick both feet off the
floor at once.

One other refinement was made. A girl did not stand directly on
the tile floor. Instead a one foot high, circular wooden dais was
placed under her feet. This positioned bottom and thighs at a
more suitable height for the application of a switch to a short
diminutive little girl. The dais itself was so designed that the
sound of tiny prancing feet was amplified. One of Madam's classic
touches. There were many others.

Madam spoke to Tanya. "You stand right here facing this corner
and I'd best not see your head even begin to turn. Do you
understand me?"

"Oh yes Mam."

"If you do, you'll get a supplement worst than Debby's...and that
goes for your hands as well. You keep them locked behind you
neck. There will be no warning!!"

Madam now walked toward Debby. "How are things going?"

"She is in position, Madam."

"Good!...Mr. Fenner, if you please. I would again enjoy watching
you apply strap oil to Debby. Be sure to rub plenty into that
slit between her legs as well as in and under the crease of her
bottom. Oh Yes, this time rub her small titties down as well. I
want them both good and wet with oil. Debby, part your legs as
far as the dais permits, and you pay attention to Mr. Fenner."

She did! Both little girls were beside themselves. Poor little
Debby began to sob and her legs started to fidget as I first
applied fresh oil to her still marked hinny. I enjoyed this
application even more that at the beach and took my time. We were
all naked now and alone in this special room. I loved to rub
Debby's soft pert little hind end. Next, standing behind her, I
pressed my stiff cock against this freshly rubbed area-right
along the crease-and reached around and rubbed oil onto her
equally soft tity buds. As I fondled the small titties I worked
my shaft up and down the soft crease. When that was over I moved
around to her front side and got down on my knees to position my
head at the level of her plump little hairless cunt. I started
with the insides of her thighs, even at times reaching around to
her hinny again.

"Oh Sir, Please! Oh No!!"

Debby guessed what was coming next and I played no games. I
diddled her tight cuntie for only a few seconds before inserting
my middle finger all the way up inside. While pushing up firmly,
I worked my finger front to back, creating a little lather
inside. Although the restraints did not yet require it, she
quickly rose to her tip toes while her knees did a delicious
little fret.

"Oh no, please, not inside! Please...Please. Oh...OHOOO!
NO...oooo."

I took all of five minutes to finish. Madam Hinshar was
pleased--by the look on her face. I know Miss Manning was. She
had retired to a leather covered fucking table, and lying down
was masturbating vigorously with her right hand. Globs of her own
cum were running down onto her bottom as she lay on her
back-knees high and spread wide-with her own shaven pussy gapping
open for all to see.

"It seems that Miss Manning is enjoying the moment. Would you
care to assist me, personally?"

"Yes, I would...I would!"

"Good, then adjust the crank and raise Debby's arms high. I want
her on the tips of her toes as I apply the switch."

As I slowly raised the cuffs, Debby began to panic.

"Please, not like this! Oh no...Ohooo that hurts my arms. Oh
Please, Please...I can't stand the switch. Pleaseeee...not a
switching. I won't be able to stand it! Not all naked!!"

Debby's pleas were mixed with sobs and tears as she watched Madam
Hinshar walk over to a large wooden cabinet and open it doors. In
the left corner were a good number of hickory switches of various
lengths. Each had a cork handle firmly attached, though which,
was also attached a loop of rawhide. They were all hung
vertically within a tall, narrow glass vase, with all rawhide
loops draped over a single wooden peg. The vase contained a
pickling solution of salt water brine, mixed with vinegar. Madam
selected one that was about two and a half feet long. The last
foot was tapered down to no more than an eighth of an inch, but
the pickling had worked-the hickory was like spring steel. All
bark had been removed and the surface was sanded smooth. The
switch whistled through the air as Madam threw off the last drops
of solution and tested it feel.

"Swisssh...swissh......Swissssh!"

"Ohooo...Please nooo!"

Debby's legs began to fret as best they could considering her
stance. Madam Hinshar took position to her left side and began to
tap the last few inches of the switch against the top of her
thighs. The switch whistled through the air.

"Swissswit...swisswit...swisswit...swisssswit."

Four rapid times the switch snapped against the tender girl skin
of her naked upper thighs, alternating between legs.

"Aeiiiiii...Ohooo...oh...oh...Ohooo! OH Lordie...it burns...it
burns!! Please not so hard...I can't stand it...I can't!!!"

Goose pimples appeared all over Debby's shiny, oil wet, bottom
and thighs. Over those pimples, four bright thin red welts
quickly arose. That was only the beginning. At Connor Hostel it
was normal to state beforehand the number of strokes to be
administered, but that did not apply to switchings, which always
had an open count. A naughty little girl was first switched
until, it was well determined, she couldn't possibly stand
another stroke. Then the switching would continue, whether she
could stand it or not, to assure that all areas were covered
meticulously with thin welts. Those areas most tender always
received special attention. The switch whistled again.

"Swissswit...swisswit."

"Ahaaa...Ha...ha...haaaa! Please...Please, No more!!"

Madam Hinshar now began to settle into her favorite sadistic
pace. She applied the switch in short little sets of from one to
three strokes, followed by a nice pause. This gave the girl a
better opportunity to fully enjoy each stroke, and the time to
vocalize her feelings. Besides, she also loved to watch the
delightful "two-step" minuet they would always perform. The
pauses would be timed out to maintain nearly a continuous
performance.

"Swissswit...swisswit...swisswit."

"OHoooWeeee...Ohoo...Oho...Oh. Please...it hurts too much.
Ahaaa...aha...ha...ha."

Poor little Debby, she tried so hard to get both legs up at once.
It was just not possible, do to the position of her arms. On
contact with the switch that leg would leap forward, with its
knee kicking high. Often before that leg could get down, the
switch would land on the tender skin of the other. Standing on
the tips of her toes also caused the most delicious fluctuations
of her naked thighs and that small pert little hinny. I found a
chair and placed it close up to the dais to provide a nice view
of Debby's back side. Setting back, I enjoyed the performance
even more by slowly masturbating my rock hard cock. Once again
the switch made its sound.

"Swissswit."

"AHEeeee...Not There...Not There! Oh Please Not Thereee!!"

On this stroke Madam Hinshar had moved more directly behind
Debby, and using just the last inch or so, had brought the switch
upwards into the center of her hinny. She squealed loudly with
her legs pounding the dais as best they could; her blond pigtails
flying. Her pleas were beginning to become more incoherent and
difficult to understand. Madam continued, this time not just
applying the switch, but scalding it in using a quick snap of her
wrist.

"Swissswit...swisswit...swisswit...swisssswit...................S
wissssssWIT!"

"Aeiiiiii...Ha...ha...ha...Ohooo...oh...oh...OHOOOO! OH
Lordie...Please not so hard...I can't stand it...I just can't!!
Not Any More!!!"

Madam had her own definition of "burning up" a naughty school
girl and this was it. The last stroke from that set really hummed
in right against the base of her left cheek, more towards the
center. Madam now began to concentrate more on Debby pert little
hinny, still quite tender from its earlier ordeal at the beach.
No amount of prancing seemed to help the sting of the switch on
her hinny and her knees no longer kicked quit so high. She
reverted to that rapid tip-toe fret like prance with her hips
thrust as far forward as the restraints would permit. This
provided a most delectable view of her charms. The incentive for
further merriment now arrived.

"SwissssWIT..........Swissswit...swisswit."

"IEeeeee...Yieeee...No...No...Ohoo...Ohoo...oh...ohooo. Oh Please
Stop...Pleaseee!"

I loved the way Madam varied the cadence. She seemed to know just
how to make the sting go to the soul. Standing somewhat behind
and to Debby's left side, she had bent forward slightly and
rotated her head to the left to gather a better view of the
target. This obviously came from years of switching little
prisses like Debby on nearly a day to day basis. After some
estimated forty strokes the minuet finally came to an end. What
was left was the most quintessential, well switched, bare naked
naughty little school girl I have even seen. Madam now looked at
me and then pointed her switch towards the crank on the wall.

"Mr. Fenner.....on my command."

I got up and prepared to relieve Debby's stance just as Madam
replaced the switch in the cabinet and walked back. Standing to
Debby's left she reached around her front with her left hand and
secured her right hip. In a flash her right hand landed harshly
across Debby's well striped little hinny.

"Whack...Smack...Whack......SMACK!!"

"OHWeeee...Aeiiiii...Oh please not again. Please stop...please!"

"Release her arms!"

As Debby's arms came down to about shoulder level, Madam quickly
removed her cuffs and guided her down from the dais--totally
freed. It did not take much thought to guess what happened next.
For a minute or so all three of us enjoyed the naked dance show
Debby provided. Tanya's turn was next. She was secured as was
Debby and received close to fifty strokes before also being let
down to perform an encore to her friend's earlier dance number.

"Miss Manning, please take Tanya to the infirmary and then back
to her dorm. She is to gattend classes as normal tomorrow. Mr.
Fenner and I will finish up matters with Debby."

What came next was what I had been waiting for-Debby's first
fucking. First, however, some preparations were in order. Madam
lead Debby over to a six feet long horizontal bar that was about
four feet away from the wall on which it was attached. Two wooden
boxes that were about a foot high and two feet square were
positioned under the bar. These boxes, some three feet apart,
served the same purpose as the earlier dais. In addition they
would offer up Debby's hairless little quim at the perfect height
for its "up-and-coming" ordeal with my waiting cock. The level of
the bar was adjustable and Madam set it to just below Debby's
shoulders while she stood on the boxes. The bar had a circular
cross section and was covered with soft foam rubber. Another pair
of cuffs was placed on Debby's wrist. These had long cords
attached like those at the beach. Madam next backed Debby against
the padded bar and taking her wrists in hand, pulled them up and
over the bar and down t he other side. The cords were lead
straight down to the floor slightly towards the wall and firmly
attached after being drawn tight. Mirrors had been long ago
placed on the wall behind the bar to provide a more complete view
of the little subjects. Another one of Madam's delectable
touches.

Two more cuffs were now attached to Debby's ankles. These had
very long cords attached that lay freely across the floor,
directly to the left and right of her feet, and went through
blocks located at the base of the far opposite walls. From these
blocks, at each wall, the cords went straight up and through a
second block and down to a pin rod. These pin rods, one at each
opposite wall, went through a set of weights that were set in
vertical rails. A large "cotter" pin could be inserted under the
desired weight and through one of several holds in the pin rod.

The upper block could be raised or lowered to remove all slack in
the cord once a girl's legs were set in the desired spread. This
arrangement permitted a girl to bring her legs back together, but
only if she could overcome the weights-although her legs were
free to move front to back as well as up and down. When the upper
block was set Debby's slender legs were stretched wide to a
point, with feet positioned more near the center of the two
boxes. Weights were selected which could be held up for only a
few brief seconds at best. Last, but not least, was the part I
really enjoyed. Madam now turned a wheel that slowly raised the
bar. The effect was stunning. As the bar went up, her shoulders
and arms behind her could not, due to the tight cords at the
wrist. Debby's only option was to thrust her hips up and out
while attempting to lean back. Her small tender pears shaped
titties were also set on high due to her shoulders being pulled
back and down.

This position exposed the entire expanse of her tender inner
thighs. At the top of these thighs Debby's plumpy lipped hairless
little cuntie was perfectly opened to all of Madam's desires as
well as mine. Debby's budding soft titties also could not
possible be positioned in a more vulnerable manner. I watched in
amazement, while slowly stroking by rock hard cock, as Madam went
through this procedure of "setting up" Debby. She cried
continuously while pleading for mercy. None was to be given as
Madam went over to the cabinet and selected another thin springy
hickory switch. This one was somewhat shorter, about two feet
long, and thinner still than the first. It was perfectly sized
for the job at hand.

"Mr. Fenner, please, bring up your chair. Here-in close. Feel
free to continue stroking your cock, it's a "touch" I like. I
think you'll want to play with yourself some more as you watch
what comes next. On many occasions I have one of the matrons or
young girls sit on the floor between my spread legs and service
me with their mouth and tongue, but this evening I only wanted to
two of us here."

Madam Hinshar now looked directly at Debby, whose whole body was
shaking with her sobs. She could not believe how naked and
exposed she was being made to feel.

"Now Debby, you are going to get that nice rare supplement I
promised you at the beach. The next time you get a whipping like
that I hope you'll have learned not to do peepee in front of
everyone. You are about to get a good front side switching for
that and then experience a new form of discipline being
instituted here at Connor Hostel."

Little Debby was one of those girls who had almost a pathological
fear of the switch, and one might say for good reason. To offer
up her naked front side in such an exposed and revealing manner
had her dizzy with fear. Madam was well aware of Debby's
feelings, and took full advantage of this fact. She whistled the
switch through the air directly in front of her exposed hips.
Then taking aim high inside her thighs Madam tapped the switch
against the exposed tender skin. She then moved higher up to the
two pink pear shaped buds and repeated the process, taking care
to see that both nipple tips felt the tap. Debby was being
informed as to where she could expect to feel the switch land.
Next she moved down and ran the last few inches of the switch
through the bright pink inter lips of Debby's smooth hairless
cuntie. Just as she tapped it home against this target Madam
spoke up.

"Yes, that's right! You're going to get it right here to and I do
mean well."

"OH NO! Oh Please Madam, Not thereeee. You just
can't...Pleaseeee...oh...oh...ohooo."

This last bit of information was once again more than Debby could
take and again she broke down completely. Just as her hips began
to sway side to side-perhaps an attempt to move her most tender
target out of harms way-Debby's pink exposed slit began again to
make peepee. It was not a forced stream, but just flowed freely
making a wavy pattern in tune with her hips. Madam was ready. The
switch scalded home against the inter thigh just below her cunt.
The stream instantly stopped, and for a brief second she made no
sound. The ferocious sting in so tender a spot caught her by
surprise and momentarily took her breath away. Then she reacted.

"Aheeeiiiiiii...he...he...he! Noooo, please, not there! Oh it
burns, it burns thereee! Please...Please! Oh...OHOOO! NO...oooo."

It was a familiar plea, one I had heard before, and it still did
no good. All her squeals and dancing only provided for a more
exiting sexual experience. Madam was also better equipped in this
room than at the beach. She had placed a round metal tub between
Debby's legs to catch any discretions. The sound of her peepee
hitting the metal only added to the spectacle. Unlike Miss
Manning, Madam Hinshar did not concern herself with Debby's
peepee, she commenced to switch her inner thighs with sadistic
abandon using her familiar style of short sets followed by a
brief pause.

About twelve strokes had landed on the thighs when suddenly the
next snapped home just under the nipple of Debby's left titty
bud. There was nothing she could do, but she tried. Her miniature
loins looked as if they were trying to hump empty space in front
of her. The metal weights clanked as she tried to lift her legs
up or inward.

Madam now began to work the little titties with abandon as I
continued to work my cock, now lubricated with a jelly to better
prepare for the coming fuck. She started by using just the tip of
the switch on the undersides, slowly working up to each nipple.
The next few went directly into the nipple tip itself. Debby
humped wildly with her blond pigtails flying side to side with
her head. I began to wonder what it would be like for Debby to
gyrate in this manner while impaled on my huge cock. The
experience had me on the verge of letting go with cum all over,
and I indicated this to Madam. She smiled.

"I'll make the final preparations now. We can't have you let go
too soon, not with such an agreeable subject waiting."

The final preparations were simple and to the point. Five quick
stinging strokes were landed directly on Debby's wiggling little
quim. At that point, Madam Hinshar stepped back and indicated to
me that it was now finally time. I stepped forward and positioned
myself between Debby's well-spread legs. Due to the boxes, her
awaiting cunt was at the perfect height for a good fucking. As I
looked down, five thin red welts began to form across the
hairless puppy fat surrounding the awaiting target. At first I
only ran my cock up and down her naked slit, moist and hot from
the long switching. I then positioned the very tip of my hard
cock against the center and pushed upwards. Slowly the opening
gave way and I stopped with just the head of my throbbing member
inside.

A short note may be helpful at this point. As far as Madam
Hinshar knew, functionally all girls at Connor Hostel were
virgins, none had enjoyed the experience of a good fucking.
Technically this was a bit in error. You see all girls had to
have their "virginity" removed as a necessary requirement for
enrollment. This was always done either by their parents, at a
doctor's office, or by the Hostel's infirmary on admittance day.
Therefore Debby's tight little cuntie could offer no barrier to
my cock as I began.

She was crying freely now and making those meow like sounds mixed
with her sobs. I reached around and grabbed the tiny hips and
pulled them a little more towards me. As I slowly thrust upwards,
she also rose on straight legs and tip toes as much as was
possible. This movement only added to my enjoyment. There was
quite simply nothing little Debby could do to avoid her fate, but
she tried.

"Oh No! Oh please sir...it hurts. Ohooo...it's too big! Pleaseeee
don't put it in more!"

I was only a couple of inches inside, but it was the most
incredibly hot, tight, sheath I had ever inserted my cock into. I
played it in and out for a few seconds before thrusting upwards
to fully take all she could offer, stopping only when I hit home.
Her eyes when wide open while her mouth let out a quick gasp. Her
verbal reaction was expected and again only added to the
excitement.

"Ahaaaa...You're splitting me in two! It's too big... It's too
big! Oh Pleaseeee take it out!!"

The grasp on my cock was so tight that I could feel every wiggle
and shake of her body. I positioned my loins to maximize body
contact and began to fuck with long deep thrust, withdrawing
before each stroke all but the head of my cock. Per Madam's
request this was not so much a fucking as it was a good reaming
out of Debby's tight little cunt. It wasn't long before I felt
her orifice began to dilate. Although it was still quite tight I
was now able to insert all but the last inch of my cock inside. I
squeezed the small round cheeks of her hinny as I enjoyed each
deep thrust. At times I let my cock stay fully inserted as I
moved my right hand around to her front and played with her
satiny smooth upward thrust titties. My left would remain in
place to knead the entire expanse of her pert round hinny. Madam
now reentered the picture.

"Well, do you have that full feeling young lady!?"

"Oh Madam! Please...Please. It hurts too much! Oh Please...Oh
Pleaseeee make him take it out!!"

"Mr. Fenner, withdraw for a second. I want Debby to find out what
happens with a pause is taken before you are through."

"OK...OK...just a second."

This was hard work; I had to do all that I could to keep from
exploding cum all over the room. There was a noticeable "Plop" as
I withdrew and stepped back. Madam quickly made my restraint all
the more difficult.

"SwissssWIT..........Swissswit...swisswit."

"EiiiAeiiiiii...Aa...ha...ha...Ohooo...oh...oh...OHOOOO!"

Even I was surprised as three quick cuts of the switch sliced
home against Debby's cunt. It was all the more painful as the
fucking had distended open the orifice and the pinkish red inter
lips lay bare and exposed.

"Well my little one, which do you prefer?! Well, speak up! Do you
want Mr. Fenner to continue or would you fancy a few more cuts of
this nice switch?!!

"Please Madam, Pleaseee let me go! I just can't take it any
more!!"

"Well I'm afraid you're just going to have to. So there!!"

"SwisssWit"

"Aeiiii...OHooo...ho...ho Nooo!"

"Mr. Fenner, would you continue...please. Take it to the end! I
want you to cum deep inside and do it with good hard thrusts."

I had no problem with that! Within seconds Debby's freshly
switched cunt was again stuffed full to the hilt. I continued as
before only adding more variety, at times slowly penetrating only
part way before backing out all but the head of my cock. One
other pleasing style was a series of quick jabs, each starting
from the outside and going deeper than the previous. I finished
this series of strokes with my balls slapping the underside of
her hinny as my cock hit the inner top of her orifice. Debby
seems to "meow" with more passion when I commenced a nicely
orchestrated set of tip fucks. In this technique I would only
insert the head of my cock before making a complete withdrawal,
always taking care to maintain external contact with the plump
slit before the next sharp jab. This was a most delightful way of
fucking small hairless young cunties. I could look down and
because of Debby's backward lean, savor a clear view of the soft
pink target. She also continuous ly kept her target in motion.
This attempt at denial only added rhythm to our bodies and
intensified my enjoyment of the deed.

Another of my favorite actions was to shove it all the way in and
then move around in small circles. I loved the way she tried to
respond with her little feet, it created delicious fluctuations
of her thighs and bottom. After a few minutes of this diversity,
I started-up her reaming out again, thrusting hard and deep. She
made small gasping sounds with every insertion. I still could not
believe how good her soft, wet, hairless cunt felt. Even after
dilating somewhat it remained so tight that I could still feel
every quiver of her miniature body. It had the feel of hot, wet,
soft velvet. The ecstasy was such that I felt transported to
another world. I hardly heard Madam Hinshar as she spoke.

"Mr. Fenner, this is only a suggestion, but you might consider
shaving off your own pubic hair. You might find that this
increased skin to skin contact with a girl's own hairless pussy
would increase your enjoyment. It's only an idea."

"Yes, that's interesting, but right now...I think it's time for a
good CUM."

All things have to "cum" to an end, and so it was with Debby's
first fucking. Even my ability to hold out had it limits. With
one last thrust I pushed my cock as far as it would go. Debby was
so overcome with fatigue that she now hardly reacted to this
final intrusion. I felt my balls tighten as I let go with a
tremendous burst of hot cum into her tight little cuntie. I
declare I felt her slender legs rise off the two boxes, as I held
a vise like grip with my two hands on the cheeks of her pert
round hinny. Again I let go another hot load. With this shot
there was more cum than her small orifice could hold. I felt it
ooze out along the outside of my cock and dribble down both of
our legs. I gave her several more quick finishing shots of cum
before I was done. The entire day's experience had cumulated in
the most delicious fuck imaginable. Without going into great
detail Debby was returned, by way of the infirmary, to her dorm.
Thus ended my first day on the job at Connor Hostel. I slept well
that night.