SPALDING MANOR

By Victoria Matthews

This story is about Victoria who gets a job at a private school,
the story unfolds as Victoria gradually realises her sadistic
passions, reluctantly at first but then she gradually starts to
enjoy her journey of discovery.

Chapter 1

The Interview:

Victoria had been made aware of a vacancy at “Spalding Manor”
through unofficial channels, the vacancy was for a child
behavioural manager and although Victoria had only recently
qualified it seemed a good opportunity to at least have some
experience at applying for a senior roll but it seemed unlikely
she would be invited to tender for the roll at such a prestigious
school. Victoria was unable to find out any information with
regard to the school, other than it was extremely expensive and
very exclusive and therefore any background knowledge for any
prospective interview would be impossible. Victoria submitted her
CV but didn’t expect to get a reply but within a few days she
received an application through the post.

The application was rather unusual in the fact that it was on
plain paper and was a series of ‘tick’ boxes and did not require
any personal input. Victoria duly filled in the application,
there were many general questions and scenarios which fairly much
answered themselves until she came to question No 21. “Do you
believe in corporal punishment?” It was a yes or no answer.
Knowing that corporal punishment was banned Victoria assumed this
was a trick question, after much deliberation she decided to tick
yes as honesty is always the best way forward? The application
was sent and no further correspondence came through until several
weeks later when she was invited to an interview.

Victoria busied herself that morning, trying on many different
outfits until she finally settled on a very formal navy suit with
a white blouse. She had started her journey quite early as the
address and instructions seemed to be rather vague and unhelpful.
Victoria had become very nervous as she swept down the country
lanes, she found herself deeper and deeper into the lush green
surroundings but eventually found herself at some huge ornate
iron gates with a camera pointing directly at her.

A rather stern voice came over the intercom asking what she
wanted and after explaining her purpose for being there the iron
gates began to part slowly. The instructions were to follow the
road for 1-mile and when she could see the main school to keep
left and park in the visitor’s bay at the rear of the main
building. The long slow drive did nothing to help her pounding
heart and extremely dry mouth, nevertheless she soon found where
to go and parked quietly as instructed.

There were no children running about, in fact no children were
visible at all which further impounded her nervousness. As
Victoria exited her car a door opened some 30-metres away and a
man stepped through and waved to her to come over.

As she walked toward the man he stepped out and walked toward
her. He was very tall with dark hair… maybe early 40’s, wearing a
very expensive suit but she could tell under the suit he was a
fit muscular man. He had soft features with perfect white teeth
and was extremely handsome.

Victoria felt herself blush profusely, she wasn’t sure if he
noticed but his smile seemed to broaden just a little! “Hello my
name is James Windsor, no relation to the other Windsor’s, I
assume you must be Victoria, I’m the Headmaster and I am pleased
to meet you” The little joke about his name diffused the tension
slightly and Victoria was slightly more at ease.

“Please call me James but in the presence of the students please
call me Headmaster or Sir if you don’t mind” His polite demeanour
was noted by Victoria and so they started to make small talk as
they walked toward the building. They entered a small office
separate from the main building and sat at a rather drab and
sparse desk with nothing other than some paperwork and a black
pen.

Victoria had relaxed somewhat after chatting to James for a few
minutes but then his tone completely changed when he became very
serious “You will have to sign this legally binding document
stating that you will not talk of this interview with anyone, you
will not discuss anything you hear or see and you will be
required to leave any mobile device that is capable of recording
images or sound, the governors take this document VERY seriously
and they would use their quite substantial influence to implement
the document to the fullest so if you agree to the terms we will
proceed otherwise I will have to ask you to leave” Victoria was
completely shocked and almost a little intimidated by the very
stern Headmaster. She did however gather as much control as
possible and confidently picked up the pen and signed the
document. “I would like to proceed as I have come all this way”
Victoria said with a wry little smile. James breathed easy and
relaxed “I’m sorry for having to do that, our governors require
me to do so, and you would be surprised how many people leave at
that point….we want staff that are made of harder stuff” James
said. Victoria kept it to herself of how close she was to leaving
herself and would not be surprised at all at how many people
leave before the interview. She did make a mental note of how
James could naturally turn on the Headmaster roll and imagined
all the students had the utmost respect.

Before the interview Victoria was treated to a tour of the
building and facilities which was no less than spectacular. The
main building was built in the twenties, a huge manor house with
a big fountain at the front and a gravel drive circling the
fountain with lush green immaculately kept grass to the side
leading into woodland to either side. The main entrance was up a
series of steps lined with beautiful flower pots and baskets. At
the top of the steps and along the edge of the building were
flower baskets and small trees some of which Victoria was unable
to identify but at a glance she was sure that she observed pots
of stinging nettles, but was unable to ponder why as James
ushered her through the main doors into the main reception hall.
If the outside was spectacular the inside was nothing less than
amazing. Two staircases wound their way up on either side to the
first floor and must have been five metres wide, the sunlight
streaming through the clock-tower type roof light.

The ground floor had a polished marble floor with antique
cabinets spotted around containing various trophies and
certificates, there was a middle aged woman sitting at what must
have been the main reception, she smiled politely and said “Good
morning Sir” to James as she sharply rose to her feet. Some brief
introductions took place before they walked slowly down a
corridor to a large solid door with the sign ‘Headmaster’ carved
in brass. James held the door open for Victoria, as she passed
through she was able to just get the slightest hint of his
fragrance, this time however he was unable to see her blush
slightly, and the blush travelled lower and conveyed its warmth
directly to her cunt.

The office was exactly as she imagined. Very large with windows
looking over the sports fields, several other doors which
Victoria assumed led to a bathroom and maybe a store room. The
rest of the office comprised of a large desk, probably an
original piece which came with the building as it would be
impossible to get through the door. There were a few high backed
chairs, long leather studied, dark green sofa, a beautiful dining
room table with eight immaculate chairs that seemed to get lost
in the size of the room. The floor was solid wood with several
oriental rugs spotted about which would have definitely been the
genuine article. James gestured for Victoria to sit opposite his
desk at the same time he removed his jacket and sat in his large
leather reclining chair. Just by the look on James’s face
Victoria could tell he had switched from charming host to formal
Headmaster.

“We have reviewed your application carefully, your qualifications
are not in question but we need to establish if you are the
correct type of candidate for the job. We are basically
interested in the behavioural aspect as the career side of things
does not really apply in this context. This is a privately run
school for very wealthy families from all over the world so
spending their parents money is the only career these students
will have to worry about” James smiled and continued, “What is
important is a high level of qualifications….basically so the
parents can boast to their friends and family. Deportment,
elocution lessons and physical condition is also very important.
Lastly and certainly by no means least is discipline, ALL the
parents expect obedience, a high level of decorum and certainly
no spoilt little brat syndrome that comes with many of the
students,” James laughed and continued. “Our students are all
girls between the age of twelve and eighteen and most are full
time boarders. There is a limited weekend service that some
tutors are involved in where a student is introduced to the real
world and stay with the tutors, this is not compulsory for the
tutors and will not be the part of the contract, and however we
encourage the tutors to have a working relationship with some of
the parents. When a troubled student shows a marked improvement
with the weekend visits it has been known to come with some
fairly large financial rewards. Have you any questions so far
Victoria?” James asked.

Victoria cleared her throat “My roll would be mainly behaviour
and discipline, so what would that entail exactly?” James
pondered for a moment before his reply “Well….There are normally
between fifty and sixty girls here at any one time, each student
is assessed when they arrive and given a scoring, then after
careful consideration and extensive talks with the parents we
arrive at an ideal scoring for when they leave. Some parents
demand more than others and each have different requirements,
where some are guided to physical attributes, others academically
and some literally just want a nice polite young lady.

Your roll would be to interact with their parents, monitor the
scoring constantly and recommend areas where additional studies
or discipline is required. You would also be required to
administer any additional corporal punishment that may be
required” Victoria gulped a reply “Administer corporal
punishment?” James replied “Yes Victoria, you did tick ‘yes’ on
your application which went a long way to you getting an
interview today. If you have changed your mind then this
interview is over” James spat. Victoria tried to steady herself
“I did tick ‘yes’ but I thought it was if I agreed rather than
administering…..I’m erm…erm” Victoria began to falter. James
stepped in “Look, this school would not run without its
discipline, the spoilt little brats don’t respond to anything
else, hell what do you do? Lock them in their luxurious rooms?
You can’t deny them food and water…all the usual rules don’t
apply here because of the wealthy parents and what the end goal
is. I have a French student that is due to be sent to me today.
Her name is Maria, she is Seventeen years old and has been
misusing her trust. The older girls are allowed three hours of
free time in the evenings but Maria has been going through the
woods to fraternise with a boy from our Sister school. We don’t
know the extent of this fraternisation but this behaviour will
not be tolerated. She will be here to receive fifty strokes of
the cane and I would like you to administer them” Victoria nearly
fell off her chair. She had received the cane many times at home
through sex games but rarely administered them and besides this
was completely different.

There was an awkward silence while Victoria talked to herself in
her head deciding that how hard could it be? The money is
basically obscene, she only has to cane them occasionally and
convinced herself that she could use conventional measures and
get close to the students to appeal to their better
nature….suddenly someone spoke “Yes I will do it” Victoria
realised it was her that spoke! “Good” replied James. He pressed
the intercom and said “Send in Maria please Mary”

Victoria was shaking, physically and mentally, James briefly
touched her shoulder and said to her “Don’t worry, it will be
fine, if you can’t do it I will take over….please, please don’t
be nervous.” The door opened and Maria walked in, head held low
with no eye contact “Deportment” James shouted, both Maria and
Victoria jumped! Maria stood straight, pressed her shoulders back
and looked directly at the Headmaster “Sorry Sir”.

“That is two extra for that” James shouted. Victoria could not
believe how strict that was, two cane strokes for not standing up
straight. “Go to the position Maria” James spoke softly that
time. Maria walked toward the desk, Victoria hastily moved her
chair “Thank you Miss” Maria said in a shaken voice. Maria then
bent over the desk, lifted her skirt and then stretched over the
desk as far as she could. She was a mature seventeen year old,
dark hair and natural olive skin, soft full features and
extremely beautiful and athletic.

Victoria began to blush again as James opened a nearby cupboard
and handed her a three foot long very well used rattan cane. It
felt like an out of body experience as Victoria took the cane
from James’s strong hands.

Victoria stood to the side of the girl and looked at James for
approval, he smiled and gestured for her to start. Victoria
lifted the cane and brought it down smartly on Maria’s bottom,
there was no noise or movement from Maria at all, not even a
sharp intake of breath, Victoria repeated and again no reaction
whatsoever.

“Perhaps it would be more beneficial to lower Maria’s knickers”
James suggested. Victoria moved behind Maria and tentatively
lowered her knickers to the top of her thighs. Maria’s bottom
showed faint evidence of previous canings. Victoria felt a swell
of guilt as she admired such a beautiful bottom but resumed her
previous position and continued the caning. After ten strokes
Maria still showed no reaction at all.

Victoria was puzzled as Matt would have shouted his safe word
after about four strokes, in fact she could not recollect if she
had ever caned him that hard anyway. Victoria was now starting to
get a little annoyed with Maria and was determined to at least
get a reaction from the girl. The next stroke was much harder but
there was only a sharp intake of breath from Maria but at least
Victoria knew that Maria had felt it. This time Victoria pulled
the can fully back and struck Maria harder than she had ever hit
anything in her life. This time there was a red mark across
Maria’s bottom and a little scream came from her lips. Thirty
strokes down and twenty to go.

Victoria removed her jacket and loosened her blouse, determined
to really punish the girl after such an embarrassing start. The
sudden rush of power swooned in Victoria’s head as she proceeded
to bring the cane down with her full strength and decided that
the ‘follow through’ had a marked improvement on Maria’s
reaction. Finally Maria started to cry and beg for mercy, the
last five strokes had her screaming between the crying and
mumbling. “Don’t forget the extra two please Miss Victoria” James
said. Victoria had no idea how much of a workout it was to cane a
young woman so thoroughly, after she had recovered her breath and
shaken her aching arm she was ready to administer the last two
strokes. These were going to hurt Maria as the poor girl had been
given enough time for the welts to rise.

Victoria pulled back the cane, this time she twisted her body to
get a faster swing and used all her might to bring the cane down
onto poor Maria’s bottom. The girl went wild with pain and was
unable to hold her position so James walked around the desk and
grabbed her hands to pull her back into position. The last stroke
was the hardest of all and shortly followed by the loudest
scream!

“Return to your room and remain there until the Nurse comes to
tend to your welts” James demanded. The hysterical sobbing girl
pulled up her knickers and awkwardly left the office holding her
sore and very red bottom. “Excellent…excellent very well done,
you had a slow start but finished magnificently” James joyfully
said. Victoria could not help but to notice a bulge in James’s
trousers but looked away before he noticed her looking. Victoria
was amazed at the power and satisfaction she got from caning
Maria, her head was dizzy with new found confidence and knew she
had done well at the interview.

Home Time:

Victoria couldn’t really believe what had just happened as she
exited the gates of Spalding Manor after her interview, the
strangest experience of her life by some margin but as she
relaxed into her journey home and her heart rate eventually
returned to normal she started to think about Maria. Her head
said no but her pussy was throbbing like never before, she kept
squeezing her thighs together trying to somehow quell the fire
between her legs but it wasn’t working! The bulge in James’s
trousers came flooding into her mind and it took all of
Victoria’s concentration not to stop the car and violently finger
herself. Her passion was in a state of extreme arousal, a car
suddenly stopped in front of her making Victoria brake sharply
which suddenly bought her back to reality. For the rest of the
journey Victoria was fighting her conscience and morality and
tried to ignore the throb between her legs and decided not to
accept the job if it was offered. Her morality had won
temporarily and she had decided that it was wrong to cane anyone
with such ferocity even though it had awakened something deep
within her.

As she walked through the front door Matt was there to greet her
and ask how the interview went. Victoria never blushed in front
of Matt but on this occasion she felt as if she had gone a shade
of crimson. She steadied herself and excused herself to go to the
bathroom, the cold water splashed on her face did go some way to
lighten the shade on her face. As Victoria removed her jacket and
stepped out of her skirt she was mortified to find her knickers
literally saturated with her womanly juice. As the cool breeze
flowed over her pussy her passion became inflamed again and she
thrust three fingers harshly into her cunt, it hurt but she
wanted it too. Almost as if she was trying to punish herself for
the feelings she was having. Matt shouted “Do you want tea?” “No
a large G&T please” Victoria replied as she hastily removed her
fingers from deep within her still very aching cunt. “Should I?
Could I? tell him the truth about the day, we have no secrets and
this is no different but I won’t let on how it make me feel…just
keep it factual” Victoria told herself as she met Matt in the
lounge and was handed a large glass of G&T, she gulped back
nearly half the drink “Blimey you needed that” laughed Matt “Now
tell me about the interview.”

Victoria continued to drink quickly as she began to recollect the
day trying desperately to keep it factual but when she got to the
part about Maria she faltered slightly and asked Matt for another
drink. She found it a little easier to talk to his back rather
than look into his eyes. Matt turned suddenly “You caned her….you
actually fuckin caned her over the desk” Matt said, more in a
statement that a question. “Yes, very hard” Victoria replied.

Matt’s bulge was a little less discrete than James’s and Matt
made no attempt to hide it, Victoria’s passion exploded when she
realised Matt wasn’t shocked or offended by what she had done “Oh
please fuck me, fuck me hard, hurt me and make me cum” Victoria
breathlessly said as she tore away her knickers. Matt needed no
second invitation, his cock was massively hard, by the time he
reached her she had her legs widely open and ready for him. He
plunged his cock fully into her with one hard push which took her
breath away but continued to pump his cock as hard and fast as he
could.

This was what she needed and her orgasm was building nicely but
only after about a minute Matt started to grunt and groan and
shouted “I’m sorry hon” as he exploded deep within her. He rolled
off fully satisfied but for the first time she was annoyed that
he had not managed to make her cum. Victoria got up and stormed
into the bedroom closely followed by a very apologetic Matt “What
would you like me to do for you” trying to appease her even
though like any male after such a big cum the last thing on his
mind was anymore sex! “Just lay flat on the bed” Victoria
instructed. Matt thought he had got off easy and that she was
just going to wank while he had a little snooze.

Victoria had other things on her mind as she removed the cane
from the ‘sexy stuff’ draw under the bed. Being caned when you’re
not feeling horny and especially post orgasm was the last thing
Matt wanted but went along with it to try to make up from his
recent performance. Victoria landed the cane with a fraction of
the power that she had delivered to Maria and wasn’t nearly as
satisfying but Matt’s reaction was equally as impressive as
Maria’s. Victoria thought to herself what a baby he was after how
impressive Maria was under the cane. She landed another and
another onto Matt’s bottom, he was screaming and squirming on the
bed and started to get up, Victoria gently pushed him back down
“Please baby, take just a few more for me, I’m so close” as
Victoria feverishly wanked three fingers into her sopping cunt.
Matt reluctantly lay back down and prayed this was going to be
quick! A few light strokes came down, then a bit harder until he
was on his absolute limit. He could hear Victoria start to pant
as her impending orgasm started to build and then there was a
loud ‘CRACK’ as the cane bit his bottom with the full force of
Victoria’s passion. He had not known pain like it and screamed
like a baby, thrashing about trying to rub the pain away.
Victoria’s orgasm folded her legs as she was unable to stand,
falling to her knees she tried to force her hand inside her as a
long thick stream of cum erupted from her cunt and shot across
the floor. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, the longest and
best orgasm of her life, as it gradually faded she simply dragged
herself onto the bed and fell asleep instantly.

Conscience:

When Victoria awoke Matt was lying next to her on his front, she
traced the angry red welt where the cane had so harshly struck
him earlier, there was a slight feeling of guilt but mainly she
remembered the orgasm it had given her and giggled slightly.
Victoria was a little worried he might be angry until he slowly
rolled over to reveal a rather impressive erection which in turn
made her tingle a little. “Tell me again how you caned the girl”
Matt asked.

This time Victoria treated Matt to a more detailed account. As
she was talking she noticed the discarded cane laying on the
floor and not wanting to reciprocate by taking the cane herself
she licked two fingers and slowly inserted them into Matt’s anus.
Matt groaned and took a sharp breath in as Victoria guided his
throbbing cock as deep into her throat as she could. She bobbed
her head for a few minutes and then withdrew and started to pump
his arse with her left hand while sliding her right hand up and
down his saliva coated cock.

As she did this the description of Maria’s caning became vivid in
Matt’s mind “Can I come please?” Matt desperately chocked.

Victoria was surprised he asked and then giggled as she
remembered the welts on his bottom “Yes baby….cum hard for me” a
few seconds later Matt grunted and sperm shot from his cock, up
his chest and hit his chin. Victoria kept pumping her hand long
after his orgasm which became quite painful but he didn’t
complain Victoria scooped up as much cum as she could and said
wilfully to Matt “Lick it clean baby unless you want the cane
again” Matt duly licked with enthusiasm and gusto. The thought
pre orgasm of such things usually turned him on but post orgasm
the thought of swallowing rapidly cooling cum from his own cock
made him feel slightly nauseous but he certainly couldn’t take
any more cane. Victoria then picked up her magic wand and told
Matt to leave her alone. She lost count of how many orgasms she
had and kept going until her clit was completely numb and she
could do no more.

The next day was a normal working day at her comprehensive,
Victoria had talked at length with Matt about what to do if she
had a job offer from Spalding Manor and it had been fairly much
decided that she would take the job but Victoria was far from
convinced. A call came through asking her to attend an incident
in the playground, it was a bunch of girls fighting again and as
usual the culprit for starting it all off was a very rude and
obnoxious girl called Tracey.

Victoria escorted her to the Headmaster to go through procedures
of how best to deal with Tracey. Victoria usually found something
good and endearing in most students but not in the case of
Tracey, she was swearing and cursing at Victoria all the way to
the Headmaster. “Fuck off, I know my rights…you can’t fuckin
touch me, my Dad will come down and fuck you up” Tracey shouted
back at the Headmaster. James was right, sometimes some students
need a good thrashing and this girl needs a dam good caning
Victoria thought to herself.

The day past and went without further incident but no phone call
from Spalding Manor, after the Tracey incident at school Victoria
had decided to take the job if offered but as there was no phone
call Victoria returned home feeling rather dejected. When
Victoria arrived home she found a very excited Matt “Don’t get
excited, no one called today” Victoria announced despondently.
Matt produced a letter “This arrived this afternoon via courier”
and handed it to Victoria. She carefully opened the letter and
tried to read slowly but skipped to the bottom of the page……it
was a formal invitation for permanent employment. There was a
hand written note from James “look forward to seeing you Monday,
as previously stated the governors are influential people so if
it’s agreeable with you we have arranged things so there will be
no need to serve your notice with your current employer.
Congratulations and well done” Signed James.

For the whole weekend Victoria battled with her conscience
wondering if she was doing the right thing as she was actually
looking forward to melting out punishments to the girls at
Spalding Manor.

First Day:

Victoria approached the gates of Spalding Manor on her first day
of work in her new job with no idea of what to expect and if she
was honest no idea what she would be doing. James joyfully
welcomed her in the main entrance and announced an impending
staff meeting where Victoria would be meeting the rest of the
teaching staff. Victoria’s heart rate doubled at the prospect but
dutifully followed James to the staffroom.

Luckily there was only the English teacher already there, a
typical English teacher, mid to late forties, dressed
conservatively, not unpleasant looking and may have been quite
pretty in her youth but now had a stern dowdy look about her.
Miss Blake was very pleasant and welcoming to Victoria and was in
no way what Victoria expected from first impressions. Miss Blake
was jovial and genuinely happy to meet a new member of the team.
Victoria relaxed a little and immediately felt at ease with Miss
Blake.

There was talking and laughing as two people walked through the
door, the first to be introduced was a young beautiful woman
called Miss Bloor, mid to late twenties, very fit and quite
obviously the PE teacher with the generic and rather annoying
enthusiasm for everything! Second was a geeky science teacher, a
bit shy with bottle top glasses and a weak girlie handshake but
underneath the un-tethered hair and stubby beard was quite a good
looking man.

The last to arrive was a very imposing woman, nearly six feet
tall, powerful and intimidating, long dark hair, and perfect
posture and with a deep booming voice that controlled the room,
everyone including James became submissive to Miss Jasmine. Miss
Jasmine was the elocution and deportment teacher, all the
teachers had a secondary teaching subject and rather out of
character Miss Jasmine also took cooking and sewing! Everyone
seemed friendly and welcoming to Victoria which made her feel a
little more at ease, the sound of the breakfast bell cut short
any conversation and everyone scuttled of to attend their duties.
James ushered Victoria along a corridor towards her new office.
There was no sign on the door and just when she was going to ask
James said “There is no sign on the door as we had not discussed
how you wish to be addressed, some use their surname, others
Christian names, Miss, Mistress….whatever you chose is fine…what
would you prefer?” Victoria considered for a moment and decided
on Miss Victoria “Excellent, John will be along later to install
your name on the door”. “John?” Victoria inquired “Yes he is
actually Sir John Bridge, a retired high court judge, he was on
the board here for about 37-years, when he retired he wanted to
be a handyman and gardener, he lives in a cottage on the edge of
the woodland. He is probably the most influential person here, he
still has many close contacts on the board and still handles any
legal issues we may have”.

Victoria wanted to ask why he would want to live here doing the
handy work but decided against it, all thought of Sir John was
gone as James opened the door to the office. Although not as
large as James’s office it was equally opulent and spectacular
with lots of antiques and impressive furniture. “You can
personalise the office as much as you like, please feel free to
bring in anything you like from home but please refrain from any
photos of people. Victoria decided immediately that anything from
home would look ridiculous in this very impressive office. James
showed Victoria her new PC and logged on and then looked away
“Please input a new password and then you will be ready to go”
James instructed. All the girl’s files were on the desktop with
thumbnail photos and names. “I have lots to attend to so I will
leave you to start going through the files, try to familiarise
yourself but I realise it will take a while for you to get to
know each of the students, I will pop back at lunchtime and take
you to the dining hall for lunch, there are amenities through
there and a small kitchen on the other side where you can make
tea/coffee etc…..oh and if there is enough time this afternoon
you can start to meet some of the students” James said as he was
leaving the office.

Victoria sat at her desk looking around the office in awe at her
surroundings but before she started work she had a good look
around! There was a large oak cabinet in the corner behind her
desk with a set of keys hanging out the lock. When she opened the
top part of the cabinet, Victoria nearly fell backwards into her
chair. In the cupboard was an almost endless amount of canes,
straps, paddles, several whips…..even a bullwhip. There were
junior canes, long canes, short canes, thick ones, thin ones.
There were Velcro straps, several different types of restraints
amongst many other items. Victoria felt a little intimidated as
she suddenly realised she had no idea what item was used for what
occasion, which ones hurt more than others, which would mark and
which would not. She made a mental note to do some research that
evening at home. None of the keys opened the lower section of the
cabinet but assumed there had been a mix up and thought no more
about it.

Victoria started to read some of the files on the computer, they
made for compelling reading and Victoria found herself engrossed
in the information before her. She had started with Maria as she
could identify with the person even though it was mainly a red
caned bottom! She stayed full board, had extremely wealthy
parents that lived between London and Munich, she was an only
child and had been at the school since the age of twelve. Her
discipline rating was ‘10’. Victoria had noticed Maria’s name
badge at the time which had her first name, the number ten and a
green star.

From reading a little further Victoria had worked out that the
discipline rating was a rating for severity of punishment, this
was decided by the parents and her predecessor. Victoria flicked
through other files, there was a real mix with regard to the
discipline rating but every time she clicked on the star rating
she was prompted for a password but her hers was declined. As
Victoria started to get frustrated there was a quiet knock at the
door. When she answered she was greeted by an older man, late
fifties maybe early sixties, full grey hair and still rather
handsome. “Hello my name is John, I have come to put your name on
the door” he said quietly “Oh your Sir John Bridge” Victoria
replied. John smiled “No….just John if you don’t mind, I’m not
one for titles and the such like but I see you already have a bit
of inside knowledge” John laughed but Victoria could tell he was
a little disappointed that she knew who he was “Well I’m very
pleased to meet you John” Victoria chirped.

Victoria took a big chance and said to John “Make sure you put my
sign up straight” and giggled at the same time “I can see we are
going to get along just fine Miss Victoria and well done for such
a good interview” John said with a wry smile.

“Now whose the one with the inside information?” Victoria felt
her face becoming rather red but still managed to laugh. They
exchanged some fun banter and when Victoria closed her door she
had already decided that she rather liked Sir John.

The lunch bell sounded almost at the same time James burst
through the door to collect her for lunch, Victoria was shocked
at how fast the time had passed and felt guilty she had not been
able to read even half the student files and conveyed such to
James but he was unconcerned and seemed more interested in what
was for lunch! In the main dining room there was a hustle and
bustle of students getting seated, at the same time the teachers
were sitting down on a separate table from the students.

Everyone seemed happy and jovial, although the noise level was
significantly lower than Victoria was used to. It was a welcome
change to the loud shouting and profanities normally observed at
lunch at her old school. Victoria sat down next to Miss Jasmine
and exchanged a few pleasantries before she noticed a menu in
front of her, this wasn’t lunch! This was fine dining at its
best! Several waiters then immerged from the corner carrying
silver dome covered plates and began to place them in front of
the girls, not one of which even acknowledged the waiter let
alone showed any signs of manners, something that Victoria
thought should change.

Victoria felt many eyes on her during lunch and felt a little
self-conscious. A new member of staff was bound to cause some
inquisitive glances.

Suddenly Miss Jasmine stood up and shouted “Beverly, stand-up” A
young blond student stood up and the whole room instantly became
silent “At what point is it appropriate for you to point at our
new member of staff?” Miss Jasmine boomed.

“Erm it’s not appropriate at all Miss jasmine, I’m very sorry”
Beverly meekly replied. “Go and stand outside Miss Victoria’s
office, we will be along after lunch” With that Miss Jasmine sat
down and carried on eating as if nothing had happened.

As lunch was cleared Victoria began to feel very apprehensive of
the impeding meeting she was about to have with Beverly. Miss
Jasmine stood up and simply said “Shall we?” and started to walk
towards Victoria’s office. Victoria had to move along quite
quickly to catch up! Just as she had been told Beverly was
standing outside the office, Miss Jasmine entered the office in a
whirlwind.

“Get in here girl….how very rude of you to point, what have you
got to say for yourself” Miss Jasmine shouted.

“I’m sorry Mistress” Beverly answered “No no….you stupid girl,
not to me” Miss Jasmine seemed even more annoyed. Beverly turned
towards Victoria and quietly said “I’m sorry for pointing at you
Miss Victoria” Beverly spurted out quickly. “I want a free
standing position, now get to it” Miss Jasmine spat. Beverly kept
her legs straight and bent down to hold her ankles. Miss Jasmine
roughly pulled Beverly’s knickers down with one hand. Victoria’s
heart was in her mouth, she had noticed No7 and a green star on
Beverly’s name badge but was routed to the spot no knowing what
to do next.

Thankfully Miss Jasmine stepped in “Do you mind Miss Victoria”
Miss Jasmine enquired as she pointed to the perfect white bottom
presented in front of her. Victoria was only too happy to oblige
and took a very grateful step back!

Miss Jasmine went to Victoria’s cupboard and selected a long thin
cane.

Beverly started to snivel immediately as she realised it was Miss
Jasmine that was going to administer the punishment. “Hold that
position and count otherwise I will start again from the
beginning”

As soon as Miss Jasmine had finished her sentence there was a
whistle in the air and the sound of cane meeting bottom, a scream
came from Beverly, several sharp intakes of breath and then a
“One” was heard from Beverly.

As soon as the word came from her mouth another whistle of the
cane and a cry from Beverly was heard. Victoria observed how well
Beverly held her position, although her knuckles were white with
exertion from gripping her ankles so tightly. The sound and
impact of the thin cane was completely different from that of the
thick Rattan cane she had used on Maria but was sure it hurt no
less! Miss Jasmine was obviously very skilled and experienced at
administering punishment as each stroke was just slightly above
the other and each impact covered both cheeks with equal power.
The thin cane raised welts similar to that of the thicker Rattan
but somehow looked angrier although considerably thinner.

When Miss Jasmine got to the count of eight poor Beverly lost her
balance and stepped forward. It was a particularly harsh stroke
and once composed Beverly chocked out a desperate “Nine”. “You
moved Beverly so I think you will find that was one” Miss Jasmine
sadistically informed Beverly who began to really cry in earnest.
Victoria was shocked, Beverly had a No7 on her badge, and if this
was seven then Maria got off very lightly indeed as she had a
No10. The harsh caning of Beverly continued, at this point
Victoria started to feel sorry for Beverly as although she held
her position she had become practically hysterical.

Miss Jasmine however showed no emotion at all and when she
reached ten (which was in fact eighteen) she simply walked over
to the cupboard, replaced the cane and closed the door. Beverly
was still in position crying without reservation “You may rub
now” Miss Jasmine informed Beverly who jumped up, grabbed her
knickers and started to jump round the room desperately trying to
rub some of the pain away “Now go to the nurse for treatment and
don’t let me see you point at anyone in the future otherwise you
will receive a harsh punishment” Harsh….harsh, was that not harsh
Victoria thought to herself still routed to the spot.

“I’m sorry for taking over Miss Victoria, please accept my
apologies for over stepping the mark, I just can’t stand rudeness
from impertinent girls” Victoria cleared her throat and could
think of nothing to say other than “That’s okay”. After Miss
Jasmine left Victoria felt stupid for her comment but made her
way to the bathroom to freshen up and try to gain some composure.

For the rest of the afternoon Victoria waded through as many
files as possible until she was unable to take in any more
information. Just as she was about to leave Victoria opened the
cupboard and selected a few items, a thick Rattan cane, the long
thin one used on Beverly, a paddle and a 2” wide leather strap
and as discretely as it was possible to carry such items scuttled
to her car.

Victoria knew she needed to know the difference between the
punishment items if she was expected to administer them. Victoria
left in the sure knowledge that no one noticed her taking the
items home, what she didn’t know was that John was pruning some
bushes and certainly did notice, he smiled and felt his cock
twitch.

The Journey home from Victoria’s first day was again one of
reflection and time to process the day’s events. She could see
the value and input the role may give her but was still somewhat
shocked at the harsh punishment that Beverly received and wasn’t
sure if she could be so sadistic and be able to administer such
harsh punishments. Victoria slipped a hand down her knickers to
find yet again her cunt had betrayed her and was soaking wet.

When she got home Matt had prepared a lovely meal and a bottle of
Bollinger was on ice. Victoria showered and changed and sat down
to her evening meal, gratefully sipping the champagne as she
discussed her first day. She recounted the harsh treatment of
Beverly and conveyed to Matt that she was unsure if she could do
the same as Miss Jasmine. As they cleared the table Matt visibly
had an erection, he obviously had not seen the harsh caning of
Beverly and was rather turned on with Victoria’s description of
the events. The conversation turned to the other staff and the
amazing lunch. Matt concluded that Sir John’s retirement was an
inspired decision when he decided to become handyman at the
school.

It was getting late and Victoria had something to ask “Erm….I
have bought a few items home that I need to test if I’m going to
use them on the students and was hoping you might help? “Yes of
course” Matt replied. Victoria retrieved the items from the car
and presented them “I need to feel the difference between these”
Victoria reluctantly announced. Matt’s eyes beamed with delight
and his cock jumped at the thought of all the girls bottoms they
had serviced over the years. They decided that one hard stroke
from each would be enough to determine the difference.

Victoria had undressed and bent over slightly in the bedroom
holding onto the corner of the bed, her breathing had increased
with anticipation and was beginning to change her mind but in
some warped way she needed to be punished for having such a wet
cunt after Beverly’s caning. She had not told Matt that she had
become wet and encouraged him to strike hard.

“Which first hon?” Matt enquired.

“The long thin one” Victoria breathlessly spoke. “Remember to do
it hard.”

Matt swished it through the air a few times to test his swing,
the sound instantly took Victoria back to her office earlier that
day, her cunt once again betrayed her but was instantly bought
back to the present with “Are you ready ?”….”Yes” Victoria
momentarily heard the ‘Swish’ and then a white burning pain like
nothing she had experienced erupted from her bottom sending her
running round the bedroom shouting and screaming obscenities. She
ran to the bathroom to desperately splash cold water on the
burning pain, how on earth could Beverly have taken eighteen of
these probably much harder Victoria thought to herself. It took a
full ten minutes for Victoria to compose herself enough for the
next implement.

The paddle was like a large rounder’s bat with a series of holes
which enabled the air to pass through and thus let the remainder
of the wood hit very hard indeed. If the long thin cane was like
a bee sting then the paddle was like being hit with a hammer. The
loud bang on her rear seemed to cover all over, rather than a
single point, all of her arse hurt! Victoria was able to cope
more quickly this time but imagined a prolonged session with the
paddle would be as equally painful as the cane. Next was the
strap, two foot long, quite thick and about two inches wide.

Matt lifted his arm and brought the strap down very hard but
instead of the impact being equal he had accidentally caught the
end right on the crease of her cheeks so that the full impact was
on a very small area.

Matt instantly knew he had done it wrong and tried to console
Victoria but he was unable to catch her! She was running about
holding her bum screaming and shouting and eventually threw
herself on the bed in floods of tears. It would take a skilled
hand to administer the strap properly and after about fifteen
minutes Victoria composed herself and decided she would need to
practice! Lastly the rattan cane….It was now that Victoria was
genuinely afraid, she had seen first-hand what this could do and
as much as Matt would do his best he was far from skilled.

Victoria was now weeping gently but was determined to go through
with it. Again she encouraged Matt to be harsh. She need not have
worried, CRACK….the cane hit perfectly across both cheeks and the
impact sent her forward, as she started to scream and cry Matt
pulled her up into position and roughly thrust his cock into her
cunt. Victoria was in so much pain from the cane that for the
first time ever she found his cock an intrusion, unwanted and
painful. Matt continued to pump his cock harder and harder,
gripping tightly onto her hips.

As the pain from the cane started to diminish slightly Victoria’s
cunt began to respond to the hard cock pounding into her and she
started to push back. Matt had started to worry that it had been
too much for her but as soon as he felt her push back slightly he
redoubled his efforts.

“Rub your clit you dirty cum bitch” Matt shouted.

He could see the different welts on her arse, looked at the
implements of pain on the floor and just prayed he could hang on
long enough for her to cum. Victoria gritted her teeth and
furiously rubbed her clit. In her mind she was back in her office
“Yes…yes…yes…yes I want to cane a bottom as hard as Miss jasmine,
I want to hear screams and cries resonate in my ears….oh...
fuck…yes…yes, pound my cunt Matt, hurt me, rape me” Victoria said
to herself, Matt’s stroke changed and she knew he was about to
cum but he was a few seconds behind her as they both collapsed on
the bed engulfed by their orgasms.

Matt rolled off and lay on the bed as Victoria’s cum lasted
almost a minute. The next thing Victoria was aware of was Matt
rubbing cold cream into her sore bruised bottom, he apologised
again for the miss with the strap and they both started to laugh.

Victoria pulled herself up the bed and rolled onto her back now
that the pain in her bum had subsided. She started to think about
Miss Jasmine’s emotionless face as she thrashed Beverly and
wondered if she too had felt a guilty pleasure but just not shown
it, Victoria’s mind wondered off thinking of Miss Jasmine with a
young student servicing her cunt and huskily asked Matt “Will you
eat me please baby?” Matt now fully satisfied didn’t really fancy
it especially as he knew how much of his own cum he would have to
swallow but didn’t want to disappoint Victoria and duly started
flicking her clit with his skilled tongue whilst probing her
slippery cunt with his fingers.

Victoria’s mind went back to Maria, then to Beverly and finally
settled on Miss Jasmine being serviced after caning a young girl.
As her orgasm began to build she could feel that she was going to
squirt “I’m going to squirt Matt….it’s going to be a big
one….suck it….suck it…..fuck…fuck yeeeeeeees” She grabbed his
head and started to fuck his face, Matt could barely breath and
then she erupted, ejaculating her cum in his mouth, all the
passion built up and the utter nastiness of it all
“Yes….yes….drink my cum, swallow it all or I will cane you” Matt
struggled to swallow the mix of all his cum and hers but managed
to contain most of it.

After Victoria had finished and basked in the afterglow of her
orgasm she picked up the last glass of Bollinger and lit a
cigarette. She knew that was Matt’s favourite thing and watched
his cock grow “Oooo naughty boy, you ready to fuck me again? I’m
done but you can jump on and fuck me while I have my cigarette if
you want?” She enquired knowing full well he would. She put down
the glass of Bollinger and guided his cock into her cunt.

She was completely sated with no passion left at all, his cock
felt neither good nor bad but she understood that he probably
didn’t feel like sucking cunt after such a big cum and wanted to
reciprocate. He was up on his elbows watching her smoke, she
looked away so as he could watch undisturbed. She pulled hard on
her cigarette and exhaled into his face, he grunted and thrust a
little harder.

Understanding this was just for him he concentrated on his cum,
the second was always harder to achieve especially as his
previous cum was not more than an hour before but if anything was
going to work this was. She continued to exhale into his face, he
was close and thought he would need to concentrate hard to cum
but he found that he was holding back trying to last to the end
of her cigarette, Victoria pinched his nipple at the same time
blew smoke at him, he grunted and fell onto her pumping his cum
deep within her. After the last of the champagne they both
drifted off to sleep, Victoria was thinking about Miss Jasmine
and Matt was thinking about what was next for Victoria.

Victoria’s First Revelation:

The next few days passed without incident as Victoria busied
herself trying to get to grips with meeting all the girls in her
charge. As with all schools there was a real mix of students and
characters, some of which Victoria took an instant liking to and
a few that she disliked almost immediately.

There was one particular girl by the name of Emma Hamilton-Smithe
who was fourteen years old and was a fairly new student. She was
still rather chubby even after her nutritional requirements had
been accessed by the school. Emma was a week boarder only and
went home for the weekend, Victoria suspected that the additional
calories would be consumed when she was at home for the weekend.
When Victoria met Emma for the first time Victoria had
accidentally called her surname as Smith something Emma corrected
her on immediately “Its Smithe actually Miss not Smith” Emma
distastefully spat out to correct Victoria.

Emma’s badge had a No1 and a red star which may have contributed
to her confident rudeness.

A chauffeur driven Bentley picked her up every Friday at 16.00,
Victoria had noticed Emma stride out the building with her Gucci
Bag, covered in makeup and tapping away on her jewel encrusted
smartphone without the slightest acknowledgment for the chauffeur
who dutifully held open the door to the Bentley. Once inside the
chauffeur rushed up the steps to carry Emma’s bag to the car and
once inside whisked her off down the drive. Victoria had always
strongly believed that good manners was essential to every aspect
of life and no matter what title or how wealthy a person might be
should always be able to say please and thank you. Victoria made
a mental note to ask James if a meeting could be arranged with
Mrs Hamilton-Smithe to discuss the possibility of increasing
Emma’s discipline level.

Lu Yang was a typically small thirteen year old Chinese girl that
was a full time boarder at Spalding Manor, her file contained
very little information other than the guardian was a wealthy
Arab, no names were mentioned anywhere in the file nor any notes
of previous education. When Victoria met Lu Yang she found her to
be very quiet and shy, obviously struggling with the English
language and just could not see the connection between a Chinese
girl and an Arab. What was very unusual was the fact that Lu Yang
had a discipline level of ten and a gold star, no other girl had
a gold star, and Victoria had observed that there only seemed to
be green, amber and red. When Victoria asked James about Lu Yang
he quickly changed the subject which intrigued her even more.
When pressed on the subject James rather annoyed simply stated
“You don’t have clearance yet”. Victoria thought it best to leave
well alone for now.

Victoria had implemented her ‘Manners for all’ campaign widely
encouraged and accepted by all members of staff but not accepted
by all the students, the thought of having to say thank you for
diner that Daddy had already paid for seemed preposterous to some
of the older students, Victoria had noticed however that sitting
comfortably for a few students was a little more difficult than
usual! Victoria had not noticed the time and was shocked when the
lunch bell rang, she scuttled off to the dining hall looking
forward to catching up with the other teachers.

Rather surprisingly Miss Jasmine had saved her a seat next to her
at the staff table, Victoria smiled a “thank you” and sat down.
The lunches were carried out by the waiters and it seemed that
all the teachers had a keen eye on making sure the correct
manners were observed, Victoria had her eye on Tiffany, one of
the older students, a tall athletic looking young woman with
beautiful natural long blonde hair, and she was from the US with
the usual annoying accent! A nice girl under most circumstances
but had a rather stubborn streak and had made it quite obvious
that she did not believe in communicating with minions such as
waiters let alone thanking them for the task they are paid for.

Tiffany made no attempt to speak to the waiter but none of the
other teachers noticed. Victoria swallowed hard and summoned all
her courage and confidence to raise from her seat. “Tiffany get
to my office” Victoria shouted but not nearly as loud and
confident as Miss Jasmine but nevertheless the teachers were
pleased even if a little surprised.

Victoria blushed and sat back down to whisper in Miss Jasmine’s
ear “Will you assist me please?” “Yes of course, straight after
lunch” Miss Jasmine whispered back. This time Victoria had the
slight advantage and it was Miss Jasmine that had to catch up.

Victoria, Miss Jasmine and Tiffany were all standing in the
office but Victoria was determined to show that she could be
confident and assertive and asked Miss Jasmine “Please could you
select me something from the cupboard while I tend to Tiffany?”
Victoria pushed Tiffany over the end of the sofa so that her arms
and torso were on the sofa and her bottom was raised in the air
so that Tiffany’s legs did not touch the floor and then roughly
pulled down Tiffany’s knickers.

Miss Jasmine presented Victoria with the long thin cane she had
used on Beverly, Victoria took it and turned immediately to hide
her blushes.

This time however, Victoria’s cunt was far bolder and started to
throb immediately, Victoria had noticed that Tiffany was a No10
and like Maria may take some persuasion in conveying that this
was going to be a proper punishment. With that in mind Victoria
stood back and instructed Tiffany.

“As it seems you don’t like to say thank you, I would like you to
say out loud ‘Thank you Miss may I please have another’ to remind
you of your manners, is that understood?” “Yes Miss” came from a
confident Tiffany.

Victoria had been practicing her swing and her stroke and was
confident that she had improved, something confirmed by Tiffany
as she screamed as the first strike hit hard and true “Thank you
Miss may I please have another” Tiffany breathlessly choked
“Certainly Tiffany” Victoria sarcastically said as she swept the
cane down once again on Tiffany’s bottom, no scream this time but
a sharp intake of breath followed by the same audible response.

After ten hard strokes Victoria moved forward to observe the red
welts beginning to swell on Tiffany’s bottom, as Victoria looked
more closely she noticed a damp patch on the sofa where Tiffany’s
cunt was resting, the unmistakable smell of a woman’s sex wafted
to Victoria’s nose.

This time it was Victoria that took a sharp intake of breath.
“Perhaps you could pass me the rattan cane please Miss Jasmine?”
Victoria asked as Miss Jasmine almost ran to the cupboard to
return with the rattan cane.

A small sob came from Tiffany as Victoria took up position. “It
would appear that you need further lessons in manners and
composure” Victoria said at the same time swinging the cane
swiftly down onto the exposed bottom in front of her, a swish
followed by a CRACK as wood connected with bottom, this time a
very loud scream came from Tiffany and Victoria had to wait
several seconds before she got her message from Tiffany “Thank
you Miss may I please have another”. After twelve increasingly
hard strokes Tiffany finally began to cry and sob in earnest.
Victoria’s cunt was on fire and desperately needed a release but
unfortunately she would have to wait until she returned home.

Victoria’s sadistic streak burned through her cunt as she wailed
down stroke after stroke, Tiffany’s reply after each stroke
barely audible. Victoria stopped, handed the cane to Miss Jasmine
“The strap now please Miss Jasmine if you don’t mind” Miss
Jasmine was shocked but still handed the strap to Victoria.
“These ones don’t need a reply Tiffany” Much to Matt’s dismay
Victoria had also been practicing with the strap, more with
accuracy than with power as Matt would be unable to take what
Tiffany was about to receive.

BANG….went the strap, Tiffany’s scream was loud, high pitched and
desperate as she fell off the sofa “How dare you lose position”
Miss Jasmine shouted as she quickly scooped up the sobbing girl
and put her back into position. “Perhaps you could hold her for
me please Miss Jasmine?” Victoria asked in an authoritative tone.
Miss Jasmine grabbed the girl’s ankles and held them tightly
together “Legs apart please Miss Jasmine” Victoria instructed.

Miss Jasmine moved forward so that she had an ankle held tight to
her hips, one on each side. This meant that Miss Jasmine had an
unrestricted view of Tiffany’s cunt and was extremely close to
the action. Victoria’s head was swimming in the power and her
cunt leaking juices to the point that she would have to stop
before Miss Jasmine noticed the dark patch now beginning to show
through her skirt. Another four strokes to make a total of five
with the strap was enough to join all the welts of the poor
girl’s bottom together to make one big area of agony. The last
stroke had been deliberately aimed so it landed between Tiffany’s
legs adding yet more agony.

“Now get out of my sight and go to see the nurse you rude young
lady and hopefully this is enough to remind you of your manners
in future” Victoria spat. Miss jasmine had to help the sobbing
girl to the door as her legs were too unsteady to walk herself.

Once the door was closed Miss Jasmine returned the strap to the
cupboard and meekly passed Victoria the keys. Miss Jasmine’s
persona had completely changed to that of almost submissive and
Victoria was completely shocked as she sat down in her chair
exhausted from her excursions. Thankfully Miss Jasmine scuttled
off without too much conversation to let Victoria absorb what had
just transpired. After quite some time Victoria went to her
bathroom to clean up and to wipe her soaking cunt dry before she
left for the day.

When Victoria arrived home she was again wet and throbbing and
was literally undressing as she walked through the door. Matt had
not been working that day and was certainly not prepared for
Victoria’s passion. Unbeknown to her, Matt had been thinking
about what Victoria might be up to at work and had wanked himself
to several orgasms during the day the last one not long before
she arrived home.

Victoria was furious when Matt had to admit why his cock was
unable to obtain a decent erection. Victoria’s passion was
quelled slightly with the anger of knowing she would not get the
good hard fuck she so desperately needed, instead she mounted
Matt’s face and began to roughly rub her cunt and arse up and
down furiously. She grabbed his cock and started to slap it as
she gyrated her hips backward and forward. She could feel Matt’s
hands trying to push her off his face and only when he was
desperate for breath did she let up slightly to let him breathe
only to then plunge down hard again onto his face.

She took unexpected pleasure in spanking his cock and as her
passion started to rise to the inevitable conclusion, she started
to spank his cock ever harder. She let him take a breath in and
then decided he was not going to breathe until she had showered
him with juice.

She lifted her knees off the bed slightly so her full weight was
on her cunt and her full weight was on Matt’s face. Victoria
could not hear Matt’s scream but felt it through her cunt, the
spanking of his cock had become wild and harsh until she
literally exploded onto is face, Victoria eased the pressure on
his face so he could take a breath in followed shortly by copious
amounts of cum that was erupting from her cunt. She fell off and
lay breathless next to Matt who was completely shocked at what
had just happened.

Matt was annoyed with himself when Victoria had explained why she
felt so passionate, that is exactly what he had been thinking and
hoping for but his lack of control cost him dearly. Victoria’s
thoughts turned to little Lu Yang and her gold star and began to
feel a bit frustrated that she had not been authorised yet,
still, it had only been a few weeks so she wasn’t too concerned
just yet. Victoria and Matt stayed in bed Saturday morning, Matt
had certainly made up for Friday night, Victoria had recounted
the events of Friday at school and couldn’t remember Matt’s cock
ever being that hard so after several good hard fucks Victoria
was laying completely sated even if her cunt was a little sore!