TRAINING THE GIRLS

BY TOMMY

Part 3

Dave continued the gym session, occasionally ordering a girl to
hold her position while the guard took photos. Over the next few
days, photo collections would be made of all the girls, and sent
to their clients.

"Okay, up everyone! Let's have you touching your toes. Come on
Sally, straighten those legs!" The young girl grunted with
effort. She felt the man's whip tap her thighs. "You're not
trying very hard, are you!" Dave said, tapping her a bit harder.
He grinned as she pushed her legs back. "There, that's better!"

Having completed various stretching exercises, a vaulting horse
was placed in the centre of the room. The girls watched as Dave
replaced the riding crop in the cupboard and picked up an old
worn gymshoe-his favourite tool for encouraging the girls to run
faster.

"Right girls, in a line- in order! Come on – over the horse!
Placing himself at the side of the old leather horse, he waited
for number one to run at it. Carol, the oldest girl, and the most
experienced, she ran up to the horse and vaulted over it
effortlessly, Dave's slipper slapping her backside as she cleared
the top.

"Good girl. Next one! Quickly, we haven't got all day!" One by
one the girls ran and jumped, each one receiving a resounding
slap on the bottom to assist them. Dave smiled as one of the
younger girls ran up, then stopped abruptly. She looked at him in
dismay.

"Yes, I know, I know Rachel" he said laughing. "It's a bit too
high for you little ones. Just jump up and climb over it!" The
little girl seemed to breath a sigh of relief and pulled herself
over it. The slipper slapped down hard on her pert buttocks and
she squealed. Dave looked at her sternly. "You'll have to be a
lot faster than that young lady!"

Ten minutes later he ordered them along one of the walls and got
a few girls to move the tables to the side. The guard placed an
empty jam jar next to each girl. "Now we have a little race" he
explained, licking his lips. The sight of six young girls with
red bottoms was most arousing. "You'll see over there a large box
full of small ping pong balls. You have to run and find the balls
with your name on it and bring them back, one by one, to the box
here. You each have twenty balls.

He paused. "The last two girls to finish will all get a good
slippering and the very last girl will also receive a black
ribbon. We'll be having this contest every day so you better get
used to it. One, two three…go!"

For a second there was nothing, then, en masse, the girls ran to
the far wall. Dave and the guard looked on, big grins on their
faces. The box holding the balls was only large enough for about
two girls to rummage in and they scrambled furiously to find the
ball with their name.

Being smaller, the younger girls were at a disadvantage but made
up for it by pushing under the older girls to reach the box. The
cries became louder as the contest progressed. Dave looked at his
watch and sighed. "Come on you lot!" he shouted angrily.
"Otherwise I may have to give all of you a ribbon!"

The first girls to finish stood along the wall, their faces full
of relief. Dave watched the last five girls arrive and gripped
the gymshoe. "Okay, Beverly and Rachel, over here!"

The small girls walked to him, tears already running down their
cheeks, their eyes on his hands flexing the nasty rubber-soled
gymshoe. Still panting and sweaty from their exertions, they
lined up and, at his command, touched their toes. Dave gave each
girl six hard slaps, curtly reminding them they'd get extra if
they made too much noise.

"Oh, Rachel" he said gently, when he'd finished. "You have a
black ribbon. Congratulations. It's your first one. Here, make
sure it goes on your uniform!" The tiny girl looked aghast as he
placed it in her hand, and her sobs echoed around the room. Dave
felt a twinge of pity for the girl. He shrugged. They had to be
strict with the girls. It wasn't just a matter of discipline.
They had to get the girls used to receiving corporal punishment
as quickly as possible, and their pain thresholds increased. The
daily contests also ensured a certain rivalry among the girls.

"You have ten minutes to shower and put on your uniform and
return for lunch. The last girl back gets a surprise!" The tone
in which he said this left the girls in doubt as to the nature of
the 'surprise'. As they ran out, Dave helped the guards pull the
tables back and slipped into the kitchen. Bread, cold meats,
tinned vegetables and fruit were placed on large plates in the
centre of the table.

He watched the first few girls return and ordered them to sit and
start eating. He looked carefully at the older girls, checking
their small breasts were through the holes. For Dave, meal times
were a bore. He looked again at his watch. The last girl ran into
the room and suddenly stopped and gazed at Dave in horror. She'd
only just realised that she was the last one. He smiled at her
expression. "Well, well, Beverly, so glad you could make it." The
busty eleven year old swallowed nervously and started to weep.
Dave put his hands in his pockets for a second, then held them
out in front of him. "Okay, choose a hand!" The small girl wiped
a tear away and touched his right hand. He opened it and
chuckled. "A nice silver ribbon just for you" he said, fixing it
carefully onto her dress. "We are going to have fun tonight
aren't we!"

Snatching a quick sandwich, Dave walked to the schoolroom and got
the next videos prepared. Twenty minutes later the girls filed
quietly in. Dave waited patiently for the last two girls to
arrive from their washing up duties.

"Okay girls, you can relax for fifteen minutes. We're going to
see a very nice film. I want to see you all stroking your nipples
while you watch"

He dimmed the lights and started the video. The first part was
very much a repeat of the morning's film. Girls playing with each
others breasts and nipples and enjoying it immensely. The second
part was different. A small girl in blue knickers was shown
rubbing her crotch and giggling. The giggling changed to sighs of
contentment. Removing her knickers, she continued her childish
attempts at masturbation until finally squealing in ecstasy as
her young orgasm shook her body. Other scenes followed depicting
girls playing with each other, culminating in close- ups of a
finger stroking a small erect clitoris, girls with fingers deep
inside their pussies and others inserting small vibrators and
dildos. Dave watched the reaction of the girls. Some sat
open-mouthed, others appeared to be excited, their hard nipples
red from the fingers now rubbing frantically. The scenes
continued, with girls in classical sixty-nine positions, their
tongues darting in and out of moist pussies and writhing in
ecstasy.

The film ended and Dave re-wound the cassette. "Now then" he said
quietly, noting the flushed faces. "I'm going to play it again,
and I want each of you to put your hand under your dress and
stroke your pussy while you watch it. Explore everywhere and try
and find the little bit that feels best. Can anyone tell me what
it's called?" A few hands shot up. "Yes Sally?" "Please sir, it's
the clitoris, thank you sir" she replied in a small voice. Dave
smiled. "That's right, the clitoris." He started the film a
second time. "Don't forget to carry on playing with your nipples
while you do it!"

Sitting back in his chair, he watched as the girls slid one hand
down between their legs. So short were the skirts that not much
was left to the imagination. He thought about the old training
courses when girls were stripped and used almost immediately. No,
this way was much easier. Slowly and surely getting them used to
these new experiences. Less traumatic for the girls, easier for
the men, and he was sure the clients benefited as well.

"If you feel that you want to go all the way and have an orgasm,
I want you to stop what you're doing" he said quietly, noticing
how some of the older girls were breathing. "You will be allowed
to orgasm, but when I say so!" He smiled. The younger girls were
still not sure what he meant. No worry. The main point was to get
them nice and wet.

He stood up and walked softly round the girls and knelt down next
to Becky. The little six year old looked at him anxiously. "I
just have to feel for a second." He slipped his hand under her
skirt. "Not there yet are you" he whispered. He kissed her cheek.
"Don't worry, just rub nice and gently till it feels nice."

He repeated his checks with the other girls, trying not to laugh
at their embarrassment at having his fingers exploring their most
private place. All except the two youngest girls had managed to
get themselves aroused. He wiped his hand on his trousers and
stopped the film.

"Now we're going to see another film which I'm sure you'll all
enjoy." He replaced the video cassette with a different one.
"Stand up please!" The girls rose obediently. "Lift your skirts
and fasten them to the buttons next to the breast holes!" He held
his breath, hoping they wouldn't make a fuss. For a second the
girls looked at him in horror, then, seeing there was no
alternative, one by one they lifted the hem of their skirts right
up, their faces red, exposing their tummies and privates to him.

"Good girls, you may sit down again" He started the video. "I
want you to do the same as before. However this time, when you
feel you want to have an orgasm, stand up and ask me politely if
you may come! You remain standing until you've finished." He
scratched his nose. "Any girl who doesn't orgasm will be
punished." He looked at the little ones. "As for you, at least
make your pussies nice and wet. If I see you're trying hard I may
be easy on you!"

The effect of his words was clear. It took a lot longer for the
girls to relax, but the film this time was one of his favourites
and he chuckled at the girls reactions. Close-ups of girls
bringing themselves to earth-shattering orgasms, teasing each
other with penis-shaped dildos and vibrators, tongues darting in
and out, red erect nipples massaged till they looked like they'd
explode.

He dimmed the lights a bit more. Several of the girls were
already breathing heavily, one hand rubbing feverously between
their legs, the other playing with their hard little nipples.
Dave leant back and waited. Sally stood up. "P..please sir, er,
p..please can I come please sir, thank you sir." Her voice was
shaking. She was desperate for release. "Yes Sally, you may come"
answered Dave in a low voice.

The girl's legs shook as her fingers rubbed away, bringing
herself to orgasm. Her shrill gasps appeared to be the catalyst.
The eldest girl stood and asked for permission to come. "Very
well Carol, you may come." Dave walked round behind the younger
ones and felt between their legs. "Very good….good girl…nice and
wet.." He reached the little six year old and sighed. "Still dry
Becky? What's the matter? Don't you like rubbing your little
clit?"

The tiny girl looked at him in trepidation, a tear running down
her cheek. "Please sir, it…it feels rude sir, thank you sir" she
whispered. Dave stroked her hair. He was tempted to give her
another ribbon as an example to the others. For a second he
hesitated, then turned to the little girl next to her. "Okay,
Rachel, kneel down here in front of her. Move your chair back a
little. Good girl. Legs wide apart Becky! On the edge of your
chair more." He positioned the other girl so her face was a few
inches from the other girl's pussy.

"I want you to do what you saw in the film" he explained. "Use
your mouth and tongue to get her clit nice and hard." He waited
to see if she'd understood. "Get that tongue as deep inside as
you can and don't stop until I say!"

He turned to the others. "In fact that's a very good idea.
"Christine, I want you kneeling down in front of Beverly and use
your tongue. Get to work! In five minutes you swop places.

Sighing with satisfaction he enjoyed the spectacle and checked
his watch. Did he have time? He thought of the plans for the next
few hours. The punishment session was going to be longer than the
previous one, and he wanted a hygiene inspection later as well.
He sighed and went to a large cupboard near the door, grinning at
some of the noises the girls were making. Good! Becky seemed to
be enjoying the attention she was getting. He shook his head in
amazement. Incredible how such a tiny girl could become so
aroused.

A shrill moaning filled the air. Dave gazed in astonishment as
the chubby ten year old suddenly writhed, her hands pushing hard
against the head of the girl before her, driving the kneeling
girl's tongue deeper into her young pussy. What on earth?

"Beverly, I seem to remember telling you to ask permission before
having your orgasm" said Dave quietly. The girl looked at him
with glazed eyes. Fuck! She was a hot one, thought Dave. Secretly
delighted, he couldn't allow her to break the rules. He took a
pink ribbon from his pocket and stuck it on her dress. "Next
time, I expect you to exhibit greater self-control!" he said
icily, chuckling at the expression on her face. "Now get down and
do the same to Christine!"

She moved slowly, the dumb realisation of having a second ribbon
on her dress competing with the electricity still coursing
through her young body. Dave watched her kneel down and press her
mouth against the other girl's crotch, tears starting to flow.
The eleven year old wiped her mouth and sighed as she felt her
partner's tongue sliding into her wet pussy. "Come on, rub those
nipples as well!" She obeyed, her small fingers flicking her hard
nipples faster and faster. Dave smiled. He'd never seen an eleven
year old girl with such well developed titties. Certainly would
be popular with the clients! He saw the tell-tale frisson sweep
the girl's body. "Sir, please sir, I..I mean… please can I come
sir…thank you sir..sir..please sir…" Her voice had an edge of
panic to it. Dave laughed. "Okay Christine, you may come." Her
body shook and she pressed her thighs hard together as the orgasm
came.

Having ordered both girls to stand up and don't move, he turned
his attention to the two youngest. He shook his head in amusement
at the sight. The diminutive six year old was perched on the edge
of her chair, her tiny hands stroking the red curly hair of the
other girl's head between her legs. Such a strange expression on
her face, thought Dave. He gently pulled the red haired girl
away. "Okay, you play with your own pussies now. Let's see you
have a nice orgasm. You saw how the others did it." The little
girls looked at him nervously, their hands between their legs.
Dave felt a twinge of pity. Poor kids! So much harder for them
than for the older girls. Nevertheless, it was perfectly possible
if they tried long enough. Experience had taught him that.

Two minutes later he looked at his watch and shrugged. "Okay,
stop now! Let's see how you're doing." He knelt down in front of
the seven year old and pulled a wisp of hair from her eyes. "Legs
further apart please Rachel. Yes, you as well" he said, smiling
at the other girl. He slid his hand between her legs and grinned.
"My, you are wet aren't you" he whispered, smiling. "I bet you
were very close to coming, weren't you?" Rachel looked confused,
then nodded shyly. "Well we don't have time now, but I'll be
giving you another chance a bit later."

He moved to the tiny girl next to her and stroked her cheek.
Shit, Becky was so cute! Lovely round cheeky face to match her
round cuddly bottom, thought Dave, his finger gently exploring
her small pussy. "Hmm, well, a lot wetter than before, but you
still have a lot of practice to do – both of you!" He stood up
and yawned. "I know I should give you both ribbons for failing to
come, but because you're the youngest, I'm going to give you
another chance." He saw the look of relief on their faces and
laughed. "We'll be having another session later, and I expect you
both to perform properly… or else!"

From a cupboard on the wall he took a large box and placed it on
his desk. Inside were a large assortment of red balls gags,
leather cords of varying lengths, small chains and even a few
small butt-plugs. What on earth were they doing there, he
thought, removing them from the box. They should be outside,
ready for tomorrow's session!

He checked the time again and clapped his hands loudly. "Okay
girls, you can all sit down. Face the front and pay attention."
He held up a ball gag and a chain for all to see. "I am going to
put one of these in your mouth and tie your hands behind your
back. It won't be very comfortable at first, but certainly won't
be painful. Now, Carol, stand up please!"

The plump thirteen year old stood up nervously, smoothing her
dress and glancing at the others. He'd said it wouldn't hurt,
but… "Open wide" whispered Dave gently. Slowly he forced the soft
rubber ball between her teeth and quickly secured the Velcro
straps behind her head. "There wasn't bad was it? Hands behind
your back. Good girl." It was finished in seconds. Seeing that
the process appeared painless, the other girls followed without a
murmur. He stood back and nodded in satisfaction.

He chuckled. At least he'd be guaranteed some peace. He looked at
the smallest girls and bit his lip, trying not to laugh. So sweet
with their ball-gags!

"I think you all remember what I told you about the microphones"
he said, wiping his forehead. "Any noise whatsoever and you all
get thrashed!" He walked to the door. "This exercise is simply to
get you used to wearing these things. You remain absolutely still
for the next thirty minutes." He opened the door and paused. "The
security cameras will be on, so we'll see everything you do!"

He walked out, yawning. Shit, he needed a break! Thirty minutes?
Fuck that! Give 'em an hour!

There was silence. Carol looked around her. What the hell was
going on? She saw the other girls on their chairs, not daring to
move. Sally caught her eye and shook her head, at the same time
looking around her nervously. The younger girls just sat with
their eyes on the floor. Rachel shifted in her chair. Would the
man come back soon? She needed to pee. Thirty minutes? Was that a
long time? She hoped not.

Beverly ran her tongue over the red rubber ball. It tasted
disgusting! She saw Christine looking at her and her eyes
narrowed. It had been Christine who'd talked in bed last night
and had them both whipped! How she'd like to get her own back!
Just you wait!

Becky had started crying and glanced at Rachel who immediately
started crying herself. If only Mommy and Daddy would come!
They'd tell these men off! Nobody had ever smacked her bottom
before – or touched her…there! If only…if only she could be back
at school, the teacher telling them a story. She closed her eyes
and tried to pretend she was back in her warm, cosy classroom,
her friends giggling and playing around her. She opened her eyes,
then shut them again, very tightly. All the girls were crying
now. Every single one!

"Fucking hell, are they serious?" Dave was reading a printed-out
email, thrust into his hand. He looked at Mike, then laughed.
"Bastards! Bet they all have new computers!" Mike nodded and
handed his friend a cup of tea. "Came a few minutes ago" he said,
putting his own cup down. "Some of our clients want videos of the
girls. Can't blame them really" he continued, grinning at Dave's
expression. "Besides, shouldn't be a problem. We can video them
today and I'll edit it and send it with the pics tomorrow." Dave
sighed. Mike, as usual, had everything figured out.

"Yeah, okay. We can do some during the PE session and later at
bedtime. Just before the punishment session." He grinned. "Should
be fun!"

The girls sat up straight. Dave entered and surveyed the six
frightened faces before him. He noticed a few of them fidgeting.
Of course! "Any of you need the toilet?" he asked in a friendly
tone. Rachel and Beverly nodded, their eyes bulging. Dave laughed
and untied their hands.

"Okay, go and be quick about it" he said, opening the door. "No,
you keep those in for now" he said sternly, as Rachel touched her
mouth. "The ball-gags stay in. Now go!"

"Normally we try to fit in two PE lessons every day" said Dave,
sitting down. "I'm sure you all agree that it's important to keep
fit." He looked at his watch. "We have just one more topic to
cover now, then you can go and get some exercise." The door
opened and the two girls came in, looking rather embarrassed. "Ah
Rachel and Beverly. Come here please, yes here, in front of me."
Dave smiled. "Did you both remember about washing yourself after
using the toilet?" Rachel looked terrified and Dave sighed.
Beverly looked at him in horror, a tear already forming. He shook
his head. Stupid girls! Why on earth couldn't they remember such
basic rules. Always the same!

"So, just to be clear, neither of you washed and dried either
your bottom or pussy? Nod your head if that's true!" Rachel burst
into tears, muffled sounds coming from behind her ball-gag. There
was a pause, then both girls nodded their heads, their guilt
evident from the stream of tears rolling down their faces.

"Hmm, well thank you for being honest. At least I don't have to
examine you" said Dave softly. He raised his voice. "Breaking the
rules on personal hygiene is an extremely serious offence!" From
his pocket, he withdrew a handful of ribbons. "Each girl receives
three ribbons, a black, pink and silver one!" The girls looked
down in terror as the man stuck their new ribbons next to the
others."

Dave whistled softly. "Wow, Beverly! Seven ribbons! A black,
three pink, a blue and two silver ones!" He looked at the smaller
girl and chuckled. "Let's see. You've got two black, a pink and a
silver. Oh Rachel, you are going to have a sore bottom, aren't
you!"

The little girls were sent back to their places, their legs
shaking, sobbing uncontrollably. Dave licked his lips. They were
going to have such fun later!

"Just to remind you all," Dave raised his voice again. "When you
visit the toilet, you are to use the bidets afterwards. You sit
on it, turn on the water and wash your pussy and anus with soap."
He saw the confused and frightened look on some faces and
groaned. Of course! "The anus is your bottom hole" he explained,
his tone a bit kinder. "You put soap on your fingers and stick
them as far as you can in your pussy, then do the same to your
anus. When you've rinsed the soap off, you take the paper towels
and dry yourself thoroughly."

"Now, perhaps we can all get on with some work." He dimmed the
lights. "I'm just going to untie you all. When you have your
hands free, reach behind your head, undo the strap and place the
red ball-gags on the table."

He started the video and sat back to watch it. A group of nude
girls examining a red carrot shaped object and giggling. One of
them pressed a switch and a loud humming noise filled the air.
One girl used it to tickle another's tummy, laughing out loud as
the vibrator was snatched away.

Dave glanced at Rachel and Beverly and was pleased to see they'd
calmed down, their eyes riveted on the screen.

The scene changed. The vibrator switched hands. Different girls.
A close up of a girl teasing her nipples. Then lower. Between the
thighs. Closer, closer, then.. A little girl, only eight or nine
sitting on the edge of a chair, legs wide apart, teasing her
pussy with the humming object. Another girl sliding it inside
herself, moaning in ecstasy.

Similar scenes followed. Close-ups of the vibrator entering young
vaginas, earth shattering orgasms, tiny girls moaning with
pleasure. One girl was shown on her back, clasping her knees to
her chest while other girls pushed dildos into her pussy and anus
at the same time.

The video ended. Dave could hear the girls breathing heavily. Oh
yes, they'd enjoyed that!

"Right girls, you've seen the first video. While we watch the
second one, I want you to copy exactly what you see. Here, I'll
just give you…" Swiftly, he placed a small red vibrator on each
desk.

"Sit on the edge of your chair, that's right. No further back
Sally. Now then, skirts up!" There was a two or three second
delay while the girls absorbed this order, then, one by one, they
raised the hem of their short dresses and fastened them to the
two buttons near the breast holes.

Dave saw the older girls blushing and shook his head. When would
they get used to it? Never mind. The second PE session would
help. Not to mention the punishments they had coming later!

"Okay, now take the vibrator, turn it on. Yes Sally, the button
at the end. Good girl! Now…"

He dimmed the lights again and started the next video. "Remember,
I want to see every girl copying the girl on the screen!"

With soft music in the background, the young ten year old in the
video played with a vibrator, touching her breasts, thighs and
finally, opening her legs wide, gently teasing her pussy.
Close-ups of her red pussy lips being pushed apart, then the
vibrator delving deeper for a second.

The video finished and Dave grinned at the expressions on the
girls' faces. Carol, Sally and Christine were flushed and
breathing rather heavily. The others looked excited too, but
still embarrassed and confused about what they were doing.

"Right, I'm going to start the last video now" said Dave quietly.
"I want every girl to have an orgasm." He looked at Rachel and
Becky. "I mean every girl!" You can do whatever you like while
you're watching, but ask permission before you come!"

The final video was similar to the first, but faster and louder.
Writhing girls shaking and screaming as they used the vibrator to
bring themselves to orgasm. A stiff clitoris teased, pussies
opened, vibrators thrust deeper inside. Dave remembered when
they'd made the film years ago. Shit, the editing had taken
forever, but what fun!

As he'd guessed, both Carol and Sally begged for permission to
come within seconds of each other and he watched amused as they
sat on the edge of their chairs shaking before finally slumping
back, a look of bewilderment and exhaustion on their faces.
Christine followed soon after and Dave laughed as she squealed
loudly. Oh yes, she'd enjoyed that!

His own enjoyment of the spectacle was cut short by frantic cries
and moans from the two girls next to her. What the fuck? Dave
looked on in amazement as both Rachel and Beverly appeared to
violently clench their buttocks, their legs closing tightly as
they orgasmed. Beverly, suddenly realising what she'd done
croaked out "Sir, please can I come sir, thank you sir?" Dave
ignored her. Too late! Little Rachel's face was a sight to
behold, a mixture of ectasy, apprehension and fear all in one.
Lucky kid, thought Dave. First ever orgasm of her life. What an
experience! Nevertheless, both of them had come without asking
permission!

Very quietly, he crouched down next to Becky and slid his hand
between her legs, taking her hand holding the vibrator in his.
"Hey little one, what's wrong? Having trouble finding the right
spot? Here, let me try!" The little girl bit her lip and blushed
as the man took the vibrator and tilted it up slightly.

Becky gasped and tensed as a strong tingling feeling grew from
somewhere inside her pussy. "There, you see" said Dave, kissing
her cheek. "You have to put the end of the vibrator against your
clitoris, then play with it till the nice feeling gets really
strong. Then just let it all come out!"

He stood up and went back to his seat. The video still had a few
minutes to go.

"When the film ends, I want every girl to have their vibrator
pushed all the way into their pussy" said Dave quietly, not
wishing to disturb Becky, who, having been shown the exact spot,
was now rocking backwards and forwards, an expression of intense
concentration on her face. "I'll be coming round and checking.
You all saw girls doing it in the film, so there's no excuse."

Dave leant back and yawned. Apart from perhaps the two oldest
girls, he doubted very much that they'd get it in more than
halfway, but it was vital to start them stretching their vaginas,
and far better to do it gradually than the old fashioned way. He
shuddered as he remembered the very first training sessions, five
years ago.

He was snapped out of his reverie by the sound of a chair having
its legs bounced around. At last. All the girls were gazing at
little Becky who, her legs now pressed tightly together, was
shaking violently and panting loudly. A little scream escaped
between her lips and she suddenly shuddered and gazed straight
ahead, her eyes unfocused.

"Good girl Becky. However you forgot to ask permission before you
came! Please do what the other girls are doing and push your
vibrator in as far as it will go!"

He'd had enough. Fuck, look at the time! "Right, lets' see!" He
had a quick look around. "Carol, Sally, good! All the way in. The
rest of you, well, that's a black ribbon each for not trying hard
enough. As for you three…" He gazed at Rachel, Beverly and Becky,
trying his best to look serious. "You came before asking
permission! In theory, you should all have a pussy whipping for
that, but under the circumstances, I'm going to give you another
black ribbon."

The little girls looked on in horror as the ribbons were stuck on
their dresses. Beverly swallowed, then burst into tears. It
wasn't fair! Nine ribbons! Dave chuckled. "Hmm, I bet you'll be
sleeping on your tummy tonight! Still, next time perhaps you'll
try a bit harder!"

He saw the other girls were starting to cry as well and clapped
his hands. Had to keep them busy! "Okay girls, Stand up! Good.
You can put your dresses back down. Take your ball gag and
vibrator with you to the bathroom, wash and dry them well and
place them on the shelf next to your peg. Then change into your
PE kit. Three minutes. Come on, move! I have plenty more
ribbons!"

He watched them all rush out, bottoms and titties wobbling as
they jostled to be first out, frantically unbuttoning their
dresses at the same time. Rachel and Becky turned and caught his
eye and he smiled. Their cute bubble butts were still on show
just begging to be spanked. Well, they wouldn't have to wait
long!

The girls were just in the process of removing their dresses as
Dave came into their changing room. Blushing fiercely, they
pulled their tight PE vests over their heads as quickly as
possible, their tears still running as they realised that once
again, everything from the waist down was in full view.

"Carol and Sally, stay behind for a few minutes please" said
Dave, chuckling at the panic on the girls faces. "The rest of
you, take your black ribbons and line up facing the wall. Come on
Rachel, don't cry. Yes, I know it's your very first punishment,
but there'll be plenty more, I promise!" He watched them all run
out and down the corridor, then turned to the two oldest girls.
Sally saw his eyes run over her and blushed. Please don't let him
keep looking at her privates! It was horrible! She swallowed and
looked down, realising for the first time how the thin tight
material outlined her breasts and nipples.

"Where do you have your hands Carol?" asked Dave quietly, a hint
of menace in his voice. The large thirteen year old, having
instinctively covered herself, jumped and moved her hands to her
side, biting her lip as her plump little pussy was exposed to his
gaze. "P..please sir, sorry sir…I mean oh thank you sir." Dave
nodded. "That's better."

He turned and took two razors from the shelf. "While you are
here, you will keep your pussies shaved smooth. Pubic hair is not
permitted." He gave the girls a second for this to sink in. "I
know you don't have much, but you will remove it with these
razors and ensure that you stay completely smooth. To make it
easier, you will shave each other. Of course that means that if
one of you is not smooth, you'll both be punished!" He nodded at
the sink. "You take some soap and warm water and spread it over
the area to be shaved. It's easier that way. You have five
minutes. When you've finished, come to the hall. Since you don't
have any black ribbons, you can start doing knee-bends in time to
the music like last time. "

He went to leave and turned, his eyebrows raised. Sally rushed to
the sink, her long hair swirling around her head as she quickly
soaped her hand before turning and kneeling in front of Carol.
Dave allowed himself a few seconds to enjoy the spectacle.
Carol's face!