JENNY

By Tommy

Part 4
 
Jenny sat at her desk, staring at the schoolbooks in front of her, 
trying hard not to think about what was going to happen.   She had no 
choice.  Despite her pleas, her tears, the fact remained that if she 
wanted to get out of here, she had to do as he said.  Just let it be 
over soon!

The man had given her an orange juice in the bedroom.  It had tasted 
a bit funny.  He'd told her it had vitamins in it.   Mummy sometimes 
gave her vitamins.  Supposed to make you healthy. 
 
Her clothes felt strange.  Did girls really used to wear these?  What 
was it called?  He'd called it a gymslip.   Not as comfortable as the 
sweater and skirt she'd worn before.  This was a sort of skirt  and 
top all in one.  It even had a neat gold badge and motto sown on it.  
The top bit was too tight, but the man didn't have anything bigger.   
The skirt was too small as well.   It barely covered her knickers. 
She must look a bit silly, surely?  But he'd said she was fine.
 
Now he was in front of her again, filming under the table.  Why on 
earth would anyone be interested in seeing a film of her legs and 
knickers?  It seemed so silly.   
 
"Come here girl!"
 
She felt her face burning.  Did she have to?  Her legs shook as she 
walked to his chair.  There he was, talking loudly again.  Naughty 
this…naughty that..!  But she hadn't been naughty!  It was only 
acting!
 
"Lift up your skirt!"
 
Tom held his breath.  Slowly, her little fingers grasped the hem of 
her gymslip.  She lifted it up to her hips.
 
"Higher please Jennifer.  Up to your tummy!"
 
She bit her lip, eyes already filling with tears.  Please don't let 
him do it!   Perhaps it was just a test.  Perhaps he wouldn't 
really….
 
She looked on in horror as the man gently pinched the elasticated 
waistband of her thin knickers, and peeled them down.  His hands felt 
rough against her skin.
 
Tom slid the thin garment down to her feet and tapped her ankle.  She 
stepped out of them, her face beetroot red, lower lip quivering.    
He turned the girl slightly, ensuring that the cameras got a good 
view from all angles.   Oh fuck, she was so good!  Look at that bum!  
Two white orbs just begging to be turned a deep crimson.  A small 
plump pussy, peeping at him cheekily as if it wished to make his 
acquaintance, but was a bit too shy.    He turned his eyes away 
quickly.  Apart from the effect it was having on his straining 
erection, he knew from experience the effect it could have on the 
girl, if she saw him looking at it.    Of course, they had to get 
used to it, but not too fast!
 
"Okay, over you go!"
 
Jenny found herself in the same position she'd been in earlier.   A 
waft of cool air on her bottom reminded her of the slightly different 
circumstances.   
 
She felt a hand stroke her thigh, then move slowly up to her 
buttocks.  Her gymslip was pulled further up and over her back.  A 
tear fell on the floor, and she gritted her teeth. 
 
To her surprise, the slaps were not as hard as she'd expected.  
Stinging, yes, but not excruciating as they'd been earlier.  The 
sound of the man's hand slapping her bare bum was loud and seemed to 
reverberate round the schoolroom.
 
Tom sighed with pleasure as the girl's large bum slowly turned from 
white to pink.  He wanted to take his time.  Increase the force of 
the slaps, but so very slowly.  That was the way.  Every so often, he 
ran his finger between her buttocks, enjoying the way it made her 
jump and shiver just ever so slightly.  Each time, he ran his finger 
just a little deeper and just a little further down to her thighs.
 
"Open your legs a bit please!" ordered Tom.   " More.  Good!"
 
Jenny did as he said.  Her sobs had quietened considerably, the pain 
of the spanking tempered somewhat by the strange tingling she felt 
every time the man stroked the middle of her bottom.
 
The slaps got harder.  She gritted her teeth and grabbed the chair 
legs tighter.  Owww, not on her thighs please!
 
A pause.  Suddenly she gasped and her eyes bulged.  What?
 
Tom chuckled and slapped her thighs harder.  It always funny to see 
how they reacted when he teased their little bum holes!   
 
His finger continued, this time disappearing for a second deep 
between her legs.
 
More slaps, this time in the centre of her bum.  Harder and harder.  
Each time she cried out, he repeated the pattern, first probing her 
tight anus, before continuing down to her even more mysterious moist 
crevice, now so easily accessible.   
 
Her buttocks were bright red and, lowering his head, he could feel 
the heat emanating from the sore skin.  A heady aroma filled his 
nostrils, a sort of warm little-girl sweaty smell mixed with those 
spicy elements from her most private places.
 
A few more hard slaps.  Finger deep in her crease,  ready to tease 
her little holes and….
 
Tom watched in surprise as the girl's legs opened a little wider, and 
she raised her bum higher, as if anticipating his actions.  Was she 
conscious that she was doing it?  No, probably not.
 
Jenny's head felt like a balloon.  Her backside seemed to glow like a 
bonfire.  The occasional waves of intense tingly pleasure washed over 
her, pushing the pain into the background.
 
The next few slaps were the hardest yet.  The girl bucked on his lap, 
large buttocks writhing, a high pitched scream filling the air.  A 
split second later, his finger worked its magic, pushing a bit 
further into her sweet little anus for a few seconds before quickly 
sliding down further to where her pussy was begging for attention.  
Shit, she was wet!  Tom shook his head in wonder. It never failed to 
amaze him how little girls responded when stimulated correctly.  
Simply a matter of preparing them for a while, teasing them, getting 
them almost begging for release – yet they were often not even aware 
of what was happening.  
 
He saw the girl clench her red buttocks and understood perfectly.   
His finger pushed gently between her pussy lips, seeking out her 
swollen clitoris.  Hours of practice had made him skilled at coaxing 
orgasms out of the most reluctant of girls, and Jenny was no 
exception.  This was going to be easy!  
 
Her legs closed tight against his wrist and Tom felt her start to 
shudder as the intense tingling reached the point of no return.    
Her body suddenly stiffened and for a second, her back arched, 
raising her head higher, her loud gasps becoming louder and louder. 
 
Her body slumped over his lap in exhaustion and Tom stifled a laugh.  
Could that have been her very first orgasm?  He knew that most girls 
played with themselves from quite an early age, but he doubted that 
she'd ever experienced a full blown orgasm, certainly not like that!  
 
He looked at his hand shining under the lights and wiped it on her 
gymslip.  Bloody hell, she was so wet!   
 
He gave her bum a few more token slaps, then lifted her off his lap.  
"Right young lady!  I hope you've learned your lesson!  Back to your 
desk.  I want one hundred lines – 'I must be obedient"' – in your 
best handwriting.  Come on, get a move on!"
 
Jenny's tear-stained face portrayed a mixture of emotions.  What had 
all that been about?   Had he really…..  Was it real or…
 
"Quickly, I said! If you're not sitting down in five seconds, you'll 
get the slipper!"
 
Tom found it hard not to laugh at the girl's confusion.  He liked to 
pretend nothing had happened.  Let her work it out for herself first!
 
The girl fled back to her desk, then suddenly stopped and looked down 
at her gymslip. 
 
"Sir…my… my knickers!"  She looked at the ground, too embarrassed to 
face the man.  "Can I put them back on now?  I…I…"
 
"No, not yet.  Besides, we don't have time.  Now get on with those 
lines and sit properly.  Back straight, legs apart, oh, and I expect 
your very best handwriting!"
 
The picture of misery, Jenny sat at her small desk, wincing slightly 
as her sore backside made contact with the hard wooden bench.   
 
Tom waited for her to start writing, then approached with the camera.  
Jenny didn't dare look up, and concentrated on her lines.   Why was 
he filming again?  
 
"Legs apart!"  ordered Tom.  He was pointing the camera under the 
desk again.
 
Jenny bit her lip and moved her knees slightly.  He didn't want to 
film her now, surely?   B..but she hadn't got any knickers on, and 
the gymslip was so short.  He'd be able to see…!   
 
"Completely apart!  Wide as possible!" hissed Tom angrily.  His eyes 
narrowed. She shouldn't hesitate like this.  He had to nip this in 
the bud quickly!
 
Slowly, too slowly for Tom's liking, she opened her legs, face red 
with shame, the cool air on her most private place confirming to her 
that it was on show.   
 
"Okay, now stay like that while you do your lines!"
 
Jenny wiped her eyes and tried to write.  But why?   Shouldn't it be 
over now?  It was only for the video, wasn't it?  She didn't really 
have to write lines, did she?
 
Tom noticed her puzzled look and sighed.   "Yes Jenny, I want one 
hundred lines.  You shouldn't have taken so long to obey my order.  
As punishment, you'll do the lines, and in addition, you will have an 
extra video to do on your own during your lunch break.  It's either 
that or add a day onto your stay here, and I'm sure you don't want 
that!"
 
Jenny blinked the tears out of her eyes and started to write.  Her 
handwriting had never been very good and wasn't helped now by the 
fact that her hand was sweaty.   So embarrassing!  So rude!   What 
did he mean, 'extra video on her own'?  Not more jumping up and down 
again? 
 
"I'll be back in twenty minutes.  I expect you to have finished by 
then."
 
The door shut and Jenny wrote her lines slowly, trying hard to stem 
the floodgate of tears that she knew would make things worse.  Why 
had she not opened her legs straight away?  Perhaps he wasn't 
pointing the camera at her privates.  Perhaps he just wanted to see 
her legs?  But that would be silly!
 
What had he done to her during the spanking?  So rude……. but it had 
felt nice.  Hadn't it?  She wriggled on the hard bench and felt a 
tingle in her private part.  Not just there, in her… her bottom, yes, 
her bottom as well?   Why did it feel so good?    Why was she so wet… 
down there?   She blushed.   Yes, she'd been wet before, hadn't she!   
Sometimes in bed when she rubbed herself.  That lovely tingly 
feeling!   But she always fell asleep after a few minutes.  The man 
had….  She tried not to think about it.   
 
"Time's up!"   
 
Jenny froze.  She hadn't heard the man come in.   Tom tousled her 
hair and laughed.  "I don't know about you Jenny, but I'm starving."  
He picked up the sheet of paper on the desk and frowned.  "Hmm, 
handwriting's awful Jenny!"  He scanned both sides and shook his 
head.   "Haven't finished have you!" 
 
He ordered the girl up and secured her hands behind her back.  "So 
that's another extra video you've earned, young lady!"   He led her 
out.  "You are going to be busy, aren't you!"
 
In the other room, a delicious smell filled the air.  Jenny felt her 
tummy rumbling.  A tray was on one of the tables.  What was it?  
 
"Hamburger, fries and a coke" announced Tom, releasing her hands.  
"Oh, there's an ice-cream as well.  Not exactly McDonalds, but just 
as good, I reckon."
 
He sat her down and kissed the top of her head.  "You have ten 
minutes to eat, then I want you in the corner, understand?"
 
Jenny took a deep breath and wiped her eyes.  "Yes sir."  Gosh, she 
was so hungry!
 
"When I come back I want to see you on your toes, facing the wall, 
holding your gymslip above your tummy so I can see if your bum's 
still red.  Okay?"
 
Jenny hesitated, then nodded her head.  "Yes sir."
 
"Good girl.  See you in ten minutes."
 
The door shut and Jenny attacked the food.  Oh that was so good!  She 
drained the coke and started a bottle of juice.  So thirsty!   
 
She wiped her mouth on the sleeve of her blouse.  How long did she 
have?  Better get ready!  Had to stand in the corner again!
 
With one lingering look at the empty tray, she trotted to the other 
end of the room and faced the wall, hitching up her gymslip.  The 
cool air over her red buttocks felt so nice, but she felt herself 
blush at the thought of the man looking at her like this.   If only 
she could put her knickers back on!  She sighed.  Oh well, no doubt 
she would be allowed to put them on quite soon.    After all, she'd 
look pretty silly going around without them, wouldn't she?   This 
thought made her smile, blissfully unaware that her relatively 
relaxed state was anything other than perfectly natural, and 
certainly not associating it with the bottle of orange juice that now 
stood, empty, on the tray.
 
The door opened.  "Good girl Jenny!  Finished everything, did you?"
 
Tom feasted his eyes on the girl's large glowing posterior.  Oh nice.  
Very nice!
 
"Gymslip up a bit more please.  I can hardly see your bum at all!"   
 
He grinned.  In fact, she was holding her skirt up quite high enough, 
but what the hell!
 
Jenny obeyed and exposed the small of her back to his gaze. To his 
surprise, she lifted it even higher.  What…?
 
She was an eager to please little girl, that was true, but girls 
rarely offered more than ordered – certainly not on the first day!   
He looked at her food tray and saw the empty bottle of juice.   Ah, 
that was the reason!   His own fault!   He hadn't expected her to 
drink the coke and a whole bottle of juice. What had he put in it?  
Ah, yes. That one!  Fast acting, but only for a short period.  That 
must be double the normal dosage at least!   He quickly did some 
mental arithmetic.   She should be feeling the effects by now, but 
probably wouldn't be completely under for another few minutes.  Then 
another thirty minutes till it began to wear off.
 
He sat down and clapped his hands.  "Well, it doesn't look too red 
now, Jenny.  Is it still sore?"  His voice was friendly and 
concerned.
 
The girl nodded.  "Yes..a…a bit sir."
 
"Oh dear.  Let's have a closer look.  Keep that gymslip up Jenny and 
come over here!"
 
In Jenny's head, dim warning bells sounded, but were quickly muffled 
by her relaxed state of mind as well as other thoughts.  After all, 
he sounded so nice.  He wouldn't possibly want to make any more 
videos if her bottom was too sore.  He only wanted to see.
 
Tom watched the girl turn and took a deep breath.  Perhaps he should 
reconsider the dosage he used in the first few days.  So much nicer 
having them obedient and subdued like this.  He grinned.  Only for a 
few days though.  
 
Keeping his eyes off her cheeky pussy lips was infuriating, but he 
didn't want to make her too embarrassed at this stage.  There was a 
fine line between her youthful innocence and growing realization of 
the truth, and he wanted to keep her ignorant of the facts as long as 
possible.
 
Despite her drugged state, her face was red as she stood before him, 
her cute belly button peeping at him just below the hem of her 
gymslip. 
 
"Hmm, just turn round a little.  Good girl.  Well, it does look a bit 
sore, but…   Oh, Jenny, I forgot!"  He tapped her hand holding up her 
gymslip and pretended to be apologetic.    
 
"It's so silly, making you hold the skirt up all the time.  Sorry 
Jenny.  Let's just get rid of this shall we?"
 
Jenny felt her gymslip being pulled up and over her head.  She didn't 
object.  It was rather in the way, wasn't it?
 
"There, that's better.  Now just turn round and touch your toes.  Can 
you do that for me?"
 
In her current state, Jenny would have found it hard to resist such a 
reasonable request.  Needless to say, Tom was treated to a most 
delightful sight, made even more tantalizing by the fact that the 
girl had, knowingly or otherwise, kept her legs well apart, 
presenting to the man her plump preteen pussy easily accessible 
between her thighs.
 
That in itself was enough for Tom to completely reassess his plans 
for the next young 'visitors'.  This was so much more amenable than 
having a screaming struggling girl to contend with.
 
"It does look a bit red still" he said quietly, his hand delicately 
stroking her soft buttocks.  "Oh, this bit looks sore!"
 
His hand slid towards the moist crevice he'd visited earlier.  The 
girl gasped, but not in fear.
 
"Yes, that definitely looks in need of attention.  Just stay still 
while I check everything's okay."   He tapped her thigh.  "Oh Jenny, 
put your hands on your knees.  It's probably a bit more comfortable.  
Legs just a bit more apart please!"
 
A bead of sweat ran down the side of his face.  Oh fuck, this was 
beautiful!  Very quietly, he grabbed one of the small tripods and set 
it down with the camera trained on the girl's magnificent bum.  
 
"I think you'd be better off with your elbows on your knees.  That's 
right.  Bit easier, isn't it? Good.  Head down!"
 
"There, now let me see how sore you are.  Oh Jenny, you're right.  
Here, I'll rub some cream on the sore bits.  Stay nice and still for 
me.  Will you do that for me?"
 
Jenny nodded and muttered something, her hair hanging down to the 
floor, elbows on her knees supporting herself as she stayed bending 
over, occasionally thrusting her bottom up as if impatient for 
attention.
 
"Hmm, I bet that feels better!"  Tom rubbed some cream over the 
reddest parts of her buttocks.  "Oh yes, much better!"
 
With his left hand, he parted her buttocks and teased her bum hole.  
His other hand slid between her thighs.
 
"Better?"
 
A quiet murmur.  "Yes sir."  Jenny felt as though she was detached 
from reality.  Was she dreaming?  Such nice feelings.  She hoped the 
man wouldn't stop rubbing the cream on for quite some time.
 
She gasped.  Her private place!  That tingly feeling!  So very, very…
 
Tom simultaneously slid his finger deep into the young girl's anus 
while teasing her stiff little clitoris.  Her large backside quivered 
and he saw her legs starting to tremble.  Her hot little bum hole 
closed tightly round his finger as if trying to prevent it escaping.
 
"Oh sir!   Please…please.. I…I…."  Her voice sounded desperate.
 
"That's right, let me see you enjoying it!  Let it all happen.  Come 
on Jenny.  Come on!"
 
He wiggled his fingers inside her, gently scraping her clitoris with 
his finger nail.
 
Jenny gasped and squirmed, pushing her bum back hard against his 
hand.
 
"Sir, I,,,I,,, ahhhhh!"   
 
Her young body shook violently as she orgasmed, buttocks writhing as 
erogenous nerves in her anus competed for attention with the 
electricity flowing from her clitoris.
 
Tom caught her as she toppled backwards and laughed.  "Well, I think 
you've had enough for a while Jenny.  You must be exhausted!"   
 
He quickly lifted her onto the bed and saw with amusement that she 
was already sleeping.  Poor kid!  That was one hell of an orgasm!  
Her pussy and the insides of her thighs were wet and sticky.  She 
really needed a shower!   
 
He switched off the camera and covered the girl with a thin blanket.  
For a few seconds he stood in contemplation, then smiled and went to 
the table.  Might as well let her sleep for a while.  Besides, there 
was no real hurry, was there?