From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Reform School For Girls
Date: 27 May 1996 00:53:18 GMT

		 The Special Reform School For Girls

	It was three o'clock in the afternoon when Lori arrive at the
"Special Reform School for Girls". She was understandably nervous. The
excitement and fear of coming to this place had been building for
weeks. It had been almost a month ago when Lori's parents had sat her
down for an important talk. Lori remembered it like it was yesterday.
She and her sister Roxanne had just received her weekly "punishment"
from mom and dad. Her bottom was stinging hot and her sixteen year old
pussy was hotter especially after the "pussy spanking" from Mom.

	"Lori," her father said, "You're sixteen years old now and
your mother and I would like to discuss something with you. We think
it is time in your development where you should be disciplined by
someone from outside of your own family. You know that we believe that
someone with the proper upbringing can go far in this world and
therefore, we have enrolled you into the "Special Reform School for
Girls" for three weeks of study. "As you can imagine from the name,
they specialize in discipline."

	Lori's heart was pounding as her mind began to conjure up
images of punishments to be received. `What would it be like?', she
wondered, `to be spanked by a stranger! "You will be going there on
the fifteenth of next month," her father said, "and you're younger
sister will follow you the week after for two weeks of study." Lori
started to tremble at the thought of what would happen to her while
she was there. The next three weeks were a jumble as Lori tried not to
think about her upcoming trip.

	On the last night the family had its usual "punishment"
session and Lori's was particularly long and exciting. Her mom and dad
told her that they would be driving her to the special school tomorrow
and that tonight she and her mom would be packing her things. "You
won't need much," said her dad, "They'll be providing everything." His
face held the hint of a smile but she wasn't sure why.

	When her mom packed Lori's case, Lori was surprised that it
contained so few clothes. "You won't need too much dear," she was
told. Her clothes for the next day had been all laid out. She was to
wear a light cotton sundress that was backless. She was to wear shoes
and panties but no bra was allowed.

	It was almost a sleepless night for Lori. She couldn't get the
strange and exciting thoughts out of her head. Being punished was not
unknown to her. Her parents had been spanking her for years but she
had never been punished by a stranger or in front of a stranger and
the thought of that happening was at once embarrassing and exciting.
The car pulled past the gate and into the courtyard.

	It would hold perhaps thirty students when full. The building
was old and slightly forbidding. Lori shivered slightly as her mom and
dad pulled up to the door. The three of them went inside and were
quickly ushered into the office of the principal. Mr. Walson's office
was very large.

	It had two leather chairs in front of his desk and Lori's
parents sat down in them leaving her to stand submissively between
them.


	They were not to wait long. Mr. Walson entered a couple of
minutes later. "Good Afternoon," he said, "I won't keep you waiting
long. Simply sign these release forms turning Lori over to our care
for three weeks and allowing us to discipline her as we see fit.
Lori's felt her heart racing. Her palms were moist and she was sure
that everyone could see her trembling. A few short minutes later it
was done. Lori was now officially in the care of this strange
institution. "We'll see you in three weeks, Honey," said her mom. Lori
quickly kissed her mom and dad good- bye. "Wait here Lori while I see
your parents out," said Mr. Walson.

	When he returned he was accompanied by an older woman. She was
a matronly type with dark hair streaked with grey. She had a no-
nonsense look about her and her piercing gaze made Lori immediately
bow her head to look at the floor.

	"This is Miss Paltir," said the principal, "You will be in her
charge while you are here."

	"Follow me Lori," said the woman and Lori dutifully followed
her upstairs into a large tiled bathroom. The room was over large and
more than a little foreboding.

	Lori took a moment to look around. There was a counter and
sink off to the left and some cabinets on the far side. Commanding the
center of the room was an old fashioned bathtub. Off to the right was
a doctor's examining table. The sight of the metal stirrups made Lori
shiver again. Miss Paltir now turned around and Lori looked up to see
that what she had been doing was setting up a video camera! Lori's
eyes widened as Miss Paltir approached her. "Your entire stay here
will be recorded," she said, "Now, I am going to prepare you. Come
over here."

	Lori moved over beside her and, as instructed, stood up on a
small platform about one foot high beside the bathtub. "Remove your
shoes," said Miss Paltir. Lori did so now feeling the cool feel of the
platform against her bare feet. "Now the dress," said the stern
woman. Lori pulled the cotton sundress off over her head leaving her
in only her white cotton panties. Her hands went naturally to cover
her breasts but Miss Paltir wouldn't permit it. "No, keep those hands
down," she said. A deep blush hit Lori's face as she lowered her
hands. Her pert teenage breasts were now on display for this strange
woman. Despite herself she could feel her long brown nipples getting
hard.


	Miss Paltir stared right at them and Lori could see her smile
slightly as she watched them stiffen. "Place your hands behind your
head young lady," she said and reluctantly Lori did so. The older
woman now reached over to grasp the waistband of the young girl's
panties. Very slowly, she pulled on them removing her last defense.
Lori's smooth white bottom and tan line were revealed and then her
triangle of brown hair was uncovered.

	A moment later, Lori was naked. Lori was mortified as the
video camera continued to dispassionately record her ordeal. "Turn
around Lori," said Miss Paltir. Lori obediently turned full circle
allowing Miss Paltir to further examine her now naked body.

	When her bottom came into view, Miss Paltir instructed her to
pause for a moment. Lori felt the cool hands of the older woman
stroking her buttocks. "Mmmm perfect for a spanking," she murmured to
herself.

	Then, to Lori's horror, her buttocks were spread wide apart by
the woman thus exposing her most intimate opening. A moment later,
Lori was instructed to continue to turn around until she was facing
Miss Paltir again. Lori's hands were still behind her head,
submissively offering herself to the woman. Leaving Lori in this
position, Miss Paltir now drew a hot bath and filled the tub with
bubbles.

	When the tub was full, Lori was told to get in it. She was not
to be permitted to touch herself, she was told. Miss Paltir began to
wash her, paying particular attention to her sensitive 34B breasts and
between her legs. Lori couldn't stifle a moan as Miss Paltir's soaping
hands lingered over her pussy.

	When she was finished and had been dried in a huge bath towel,
she was led over to the doctor's examining table. Her heart began to
race faster as they approached. "Up on the table Lori," she was told.
Slowly, she got up on the table and lay on her back feeling the paper
crinkle under her. Her feet were put into the cold stirrups and
fastened there with cloth straps.

	Then the stirrups were adjusted far apart to completely expose
her. Straps were attached to her wrists and these were pulled above
her head and clipped to the top of the table. Lori was left like this,
completely helpless and totally exposed. She started to tremble with
the anticipation of what might happen next. She was getting more and
more turned on and she knew that her pussy was soaking wet by now.

	As though reading her mind, Miss Paltir looked down and said,
"You're going to get an enema young lady. Have you ever had one
before?" "Yes Miss," said Lori in a meek little girl voice. Miss
Paltir moved down now between Lori's outstretched legs. Lori felt her
long cool fingers touching her there. Her sensitive inner lips were
pulled apart to show the hot, wet interior.

	Then they were pulled back to expose her hard little clit.


	When Miss Paltir touched it, Lori's hips jumped and she moaned
softly. Again Miss Paltir smiled. Lori now watched as she took a tube
of lubricant and applied a liberal amount of it to her finger. She
shuddered thinking about what was about to happen to her.

	As Miss Paltir approached her again, Lori turned her head
aside, not daring to look. The cool touch of the lubricated finger on
her anus caused her to clench her pale buttocks but the stirrups kept
her open and vulnerable to the ministrations of her mistress. The long
slender finger slid slowly but firmly into Lori's hot bottom. Lori let
out a moan as the finger buried itself to the hilt in her sensitive
ass. Nor was Miss Paltir content to let her finger lie idle.

	It started moving in and out, slowly building a steady rhythm
as Lori's hips started moving up and down of their own accord. The
finger slowly withdrew leaving Lori now breathing heavily. The next
sensation was the feel of the enema nozzle as it slid slowly, but
deeply into her. The warm rush of water followed immediately after. It
seemed to continue for a long, long time. Lori felt her stomach
getting tighter and tighter as the water filled her. It was soon
complete.

	As the enema nozzle was removed, Miss Paltir quickly replaced
it with a butt plug. "Mmmppff," said Lori. She had never had such a
device in her before. It was about four inches long and thinner in the
middle than at the end.

	When it was inserted into her, it took her breath away as her
anus was stretched over the unyielding plastic.

	Then her ass clenched over the thinner part of it and it was
in. Miss Paltir looked up at her. Lori's face was flushed and she was
breathing in short ragged breaths. "I'll be back in a few minutes."
she said, "You need time to leave the water in." She left the room
quickly leaving Lori still attached to the table. Lori was helpless
and particularly vulnerable. She felt a dire need to go to the
bathroom but the butt plug prevented it. The butt plug itself was
holding her ass open but tight.

	It was the most unique feeling she had ever encountered and
she moaned out loud as she pulled at her bonds. Every second seemed
like an eternity as she waited for Miss Paltir to return. In reality
it was only five minutes or so but it seemed to Lori to have lasted
forever.

	When she returned Lori had expected that she would be
immediately released but it was not to be so. Miss Paltir again
positioned herself between Lori's outstretched legs.

	Lori looked down to see her begin to remove Lori's brown patch
of pussy hair with a razor. "Oh no... Please don't," she whimpered,
pleading.

	Her cries fell on deaf ears as Miss Paltir quickly and
expertly removed all of her pubic hair thus leaving her more exposed
than ever. The constant touching of Lori's pussy kept her on the
verge of orgasm but the experienced woman would not allow it.

	Soon it was done. Miss Paltir loosened her bonds and led her
over to the toilet and had her sit down before reaching between her
legs to pull out the butt plug. Lori was embarrassed but relieved as
it was removed.

	She was not left by herself however. Miss Paltir stayed there,
watching everything as did the ever present video camera. Lori had
never been so humiliated.

	She was soon cleaned up and Miss Paltir finally decided that
she was "ready". Lori wasn't sure for what. Leather cuffs were
attached to her wrists and ankles and another thinner one around her
neck as a collar. She was told that they would remain on for her
entire stay to remind her of her status. She was given a thin cotton
robe to wear.

	It was not much more substantial than a hospital gown. It came
down to just below her buttocks and as she looked down she could see
that her brown nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric.
She was not permitted any underwear or even shoes. Her hands were
fastened behind her back and she was then led out of the bathroom and
back downstairs to the study.

	The study or library was an interesting room. It was filled
with leather chairs and opulent surroundings. In the center of the
room was what looked like a vaulting horse from school. Lori suspected
that its use here was probably very different. Over to one side was
the ever present video camera.

	As she was led into the room, she saw Mr. Walson again. He was
sitting in a comfortable leather chair as she approached. He looked
her up and down carefully. Lori's face was stilled flushed from the
constant stimulation she had had over the last hour. Her pussy was,
she knew still moist and hot. She was embarrassed to be on display
like this in front of a stranger and she found herself unable to look
Mr. Walson in the eye.

	"Remove the gown," he said suddenly in a deep and stern voice.

	Lori felt a stab of fear strike her stomach. Miss Paltir
reached over and undid her wrists and then in one quick motion pulled
the robe over her head leaving her again completely naked. Her hands
were once again fastened behind her leaving her now naked and exposed
in front of Mr. Walson. Her shaved pussy was now being seen for the
first time and her hot pussy juices were clearly visible on the
protruding lips.

	"Have her over the bench, if you please Miss Paltir," said the
principal.


	Lori felt herself being pulled over the leather vault. Her
bare belly and breasts pressed down hard on the cool leather. Her
wrists and ankles were stretched out taught and attached to convenient
clips in the legs of the vault. Her ankles were pulled apart and once
again she blushed as she was exposed to Mr. Walson and the camera. She
felt the rough fingers of Mr. Walson at her rear and a moment later
one was sliding into her bottom, covered in lubricant. Lori's toes
curled as the finger worked its way into her.

	It was soon removed and replaced by a larger plastic intruder.
It felt just like the butt plug that had recently filled her behind.
This one was, however, different. Mr. Walson reached down and turned
it on. The rectal plug began to vibrate, sending incredible sensations
up into Lori's already oversensitive body. Lori cried out at the
feeling.

	She looked behind her and saw that Mr. Walson was holding a
leather crop. Lori closed her eyes at the sight. The sound of the crop
whistling through the air came just before the searing pain of it on
her behind. The strokes were quick and hard and it only took a couple
before tears were streaming down Lori's face. She opened her eyes and
saw Miss Paltir right beside her stroking her face. Behind her Mr.
Walson was stroking her bottom. The sensations were overwhelming. The
vibrating plug in her anus, the hot stinging sensation in her buttocks
and Miss Paltir who now reached over to begin tugging at Lori's long,
aching nipples.

	Behind her Mr. Walson inserted two fingers deep into her pussy
as he began toying with the anal vibrator. It was too much. Lori's
whole body tightened and she cried out loud as her orgasm started from
the tips of her toes and raced through her. Her pussy was on fire and
she could feel herself bucking against the bonds as she came. Her ass
clenched on the vibrator and her pussy tightened on the penetrating
fingers as she came again and then again in the most intense sensation
she had ever encountered in her sixteen years.

	As she calmed down, she began wondering if it would be like
this for the entire three weeks!