Rebellious girl + Headmaster = Soap + Sjambok
Unfortunately, private boarding schools have become a place for the affluent to dump their rebellious teenagers. Too often Unruly, spoiled daughters that have had little structure and almost no discipline arrive in these institutions against their well. Typically, they express their displeasure by acting out. Jan, a very attractive blond teenage girl - obviously the offspring of a trophy wife, was no different when she found herself in one of the best boarding schools. Though she went to bed at home, she woke up a little groggy nude in a strange twin bed in a strange small room. A school uniform was laid out on a metal chair. The little desk had a note on stationary, embossed with a school logo, telling her to get dressed and report to classroom 201. A small map showed her where that room was and an orange line told her how to get there.
Like most new arrivals, Jan expressed her displeasure as soon as she entered the class. Her teacher, Miss Megan Anderson, tried being firm but kind. However, the teenager remained concrete spewing 4-letter words. Miss Anderson told her that her language was NOT acceptable and pointed to the paddle hanging on the wall. Jan immediately responded that she would NOT submit to that implement under any circumstance. Miss Anderson warned her that harsher implements await those that don't comply. Jan ignored her classmates nodding in agreement and she responded with a foul mouth. Miss Anderson simply pressed a button below her desk top. A few minutes later, two young men in security guard uniforms bulging with their body-builder's physiques, appeared in the classroom. Before Jan realized it, they were on each side of her. Each man grabbed an arm and lifted her off the floor.
They carried Jan out of the classroom, down the hall screaming and kicking right into the headmaster's study. She was placed in a wooden strait back chair facing the headmaster on the other side of a large oak desk. Jan thought it odd that nothing was setting on desk. The headmaster comely asked her to behave like a proper young lady. He was answered with a string of profanities while the two men on either side of her held her in the chair. Each had one hand pushing down her shoulder while the other hand grasped her upper arm. The headmaster nodded to his secretary who pulled a ball-gag out of her pocket. Standing behind Jan, she quickly reached over her head and shoved it into her mouth before Jan realized what was happening. Anger crossed Jan's face as soon as she realized the ball was made of soap. Jan shook her head violently, but the bad taste in her mouth lingered. He told her that this should clean up her langue. Jan winced and looked at him with hate written across her face.
Jan tried to make as much noise as she could through the ball, but she was cut short by a hard slap across her right cheek. Defiantly, Jan quickly began again in earnest, causing her left cheek to be slapped harder. She was stunned into silence for another moment. The headmaster started talking again. But Jan's left cheek quickly recovered, so she did everything she could do to throw a fit while being held down and gagged. The headmaster's secretary nodded to the men. Jan was lifted and held upright as the secretary placed restraints around her wrists and ankles. Jan tried to fight, but the two men were more than a match for her as they bent her over the desk. The secretary looped cord through the hasp in the restraints then on through the D-rings on the side of the desk. She pulled the cords tight securing Jan to the desk. She felt her B-cup breasts flatting against the surface. Jan's legs were secured about 18" apart at her feet. Once she was fully restrained, the two men left.
The secretary reached around Jan's waist and unclasped her wrap-around uniform pleated skirt and let it fall to the floor. Two snips with a pair of scissors and her panties fell. This left her well-rounded pert little ass exposed in the most humiliating position she'd ever been in. Jan's soapy saliva uncomfortably drooled around the ball and collected on the desk. The headmaster told her that she was going to be punished for her outbursts. Fear crossed her face as he held up a leather strap for her to see. Jan had successfully avoided being spanked her whole life, but there was no escape from the pain this time. A moment later, that strap came down on her forcefully with lashes alternating each ass cheek. Jan let out a distorted mummer through the ball-gag with each one of the 24 lashes. Her bottom was now a lovely shade of red. The headmaster paused before switching to the heavy strap. As he stepped into the lashes, Jan responded to the additional pain with louder mummers as purple streaks were forming across her little ass. Jan was thankful for the break after 12 hard lashes. The headmaster sat the strap down and picked up another implement.
Jan winced at the sight of a clear plastic implement with two rows of menacing holes. Her endorphins had barely subsided when that Lexan paddle came down hard across both ass cheeks. Jan exhaled a muted groan and her eyes teared up. The next one struck her right cheek followed by one on her left cheek as she pulled against the restraints. The headmaster continued alternating sides with punishing swats marking her red ass with white splotches. Jan struggled coping with the severe pain that followed each swat. The loud thud of Lexan striking flesh followed by her muted whimpers through the gag filled the room in a nice slow rhythm. A continuous stream of tears fell on desk. The headmaster put the paddle down after 24 painful swats without a break. The white splotches turned to deep red sores across her bottom. She was close to hyperventilating and desperate for the endorphin rush that briefly followed.
The headmaster reached for the sjambok, which was made from hippopotamus hide. The menacing black implement was 42" long and weighed 0.38 kilograms (.84lbs). He swished it through the air in her line of vision. Jan violently shook her head no as the headmaster forcefully swung it - she heard a swish before it landed into the middle of her sore ass. She whimpered loudly in response; the pain was more severe than she ever thought possible. But at the same time, she was becoming aroused? Part of her body's defense system? She pulled on the restraints in a futile effort to avoid the most painful experience of her young life. The second stroke fell just below the first, stretching another thick red line across her bottom. She continued to whimper loudly with each assault of the short whip. Tears continued in earnest as the sjambok painfully marched down her bottom. After the first 6 strokes, the overwhelming pain caused her whimpers to graduate to pitiful cries around the ball gag. The headmaster paused after 12 strokes. Jan was thankful for the brief respite. However, the remaining strokes returned her to the world of excreting pain. The relentless swish followed by intense pain continued with the devastation of twelve more sjambok lashes. Her eyes were getting puffy, her arms were fatigued from pulling at the restraints. The roof of her mouth was starting to hurt from clamping down on the soap ball gag. She cried out screaming around the gag when the sjambok embraced an existing welt. Her little bottom was a mass of 24 welts that radiated severe pain.
Jan was bowling with a study stream of tears at the conclusion of her punishment. She was left restrained, bent over the table relishing the little relief her endorphins could manage for a several minutes. It took all the strength she had left to hold her head above the pool of drool and tears - she had never been so miserable. Her welts were still stinging. But much to her surprise and shame, her pussy was dripping arousal on the floor. The secretary immediately tended to her welts with a soothing ointment. Next, the pool on the desk was wiped dry. The headmaster asked her if she was going to behave like a good young lady. She nodded her head and the secretary removed the ball gag. As soon as she could, she uttered: "thank you" in response. When her breathing stabilized and her crying completely dissipated, Jan felt a vibrator embrace her clit. She started to say: "No", but it came out "um" as her body responded to the stimulation. Desperate for relief from the pain, she shamelessly gyrated her pussy against the devise held against her clit. In moments, Jan was joyfully spasming in an intense orgasm. When the first one subsided, she was subjected to another one causing her to again shake uncontrollably against her restraints. These were the most powerful orgasms of her young life - and she experienced them with the taste of soap in her mouth? Her mind was spinning - she had been pulled from one extreme to another.
When Jan finally stopped spasming, she was removed from the desk. When they removed the restraints, red bands imprinted into her wrists and ankles remained from pulling against the restraints so hard. The Secretary wiped her tears with a wet-wipe and another one was used on her inner legs. Jan was given a small bottle of Mouthwash and an empty cup to spit into. Jan’s skirt was placed back around her, lifted in back and pined. Jan was told to sit down. She was immediately reminded of what had just happened to her by the discomfort she felt sitting her very sore bare bottom. However strangely, this discomfort also moderately aroused her. The headmaster looked directly at her and told her when she gets back to class, she's to apologize to both Miss Anderson and the class for her disruption. Jan lowed her head and meekly replied: "Yes sir". The secretary explained that she'd lost her panty privileges. She added that the large safety pin added in the back of her skirt was to remain. Its purpose was to ensure that everyone could see that she'd been punished. Jan realized that they wished to humiliate her further. She started to protest, but caught herself and merely answered: "Yes mam". The headmaster smiled.
Jan meekly entered the classroom and walked towards her desk. Miss Anderson told her to step up to the front of the class. Jan was horrified, but complied and turned to face the class. Jan apologized to her teacher and her classmates for disrupting the class. Miss Anderson told her to tell the class what happened to her. Jan looked at Miss Anderson with tears in her eyes. Her teacher asked her what was put in her mouth. Jan looked down and meekly replied: a ball of soap. Miss Anderson asked her what the soap was for? Jan straitened, held her head up and told the class that the headmaster told her that the soap would to clean up her language. She turned around so they could see her bottom and announced the implements that were used to mark her bottom. The welts across her bottom would remain for over a week.
Miss Anderson pointed to the paddle on the wall and asked Jan if she thought it would have been better to submit to being paddled in class. She responded: "Yes mam". Miss Anderson removed the paddle from its hook, looked directly at Jan and told her to bend over her desk. FEAR crossed Jan's face and she hesitated. Miss Anderson explained that the Headmaster punished her for refusing this punishment and her misbehavior in his office. Then she added that Jan still needs to punished for disturbing the class. Jan continued sanding where she was. Miss Anderson asked her if she'd rather go back to see the headmaster? Jan slowly crossed the front of the room and placed herself over the desk offering her very sore ass. Miss Anderson gave her five licks fast and hard. Jan screamed in pain - but held position. Miss Anderson told her that she was pleased that Jan took her punishment well - after accepting it. And as a reward, Jan was to finger herself to orgasm. With tears in her eyes, Jan was horrified - In front of the class? But she had no shame left and she needed to counter the renewed pain from her inflamed ass. Her right hand started to finger her clit in earnest. Soon, she shook with heavy breathing spasming over the desk. Her classmates applauded - Jan was one of them now.
Like most new arrivals, Jan expressed her displeasure as soon as she entered the class. Her teacher, Miss Megan Anderson, tried being firm but kind. However, the teenager remained concrete spewing 4-letter words. Miss Anderson told her that her language was NOT acceptable and pointed to the paddle hanging on the wall. Jan immediately responded that she would NOT submit to that implement under any circumstance. Miss Anderson warned her that harsher implements await those that don't comply. Jan ignored her classmates nodding in agreement and she responded with a foul mouth. Miss Anderson simply pressed a button below her desk top. A few minutes later, two young men in security guard uniforms bulging with their body-builder's physiques, appeared in the classroom. Before Jan realized it, they were on each side of her. Each man grabbed an arm and lifted her off the floor.
They carried Jan out of the classroom, down the hall screaming and kicking right into the headmaster's study. She was placed in a wooden strait back chair facing the headmaster on the other side of a large oak desk. Jan thought it odd that nothing was setting on desk. The headmaster comely asked her to behave like a proper young lady. He was answered with a string of profanities while the two men on either side of her held her in the chair. Each had one hand pushing down her shoulder while the other hand grasped her upper arm. The headmaster nodded to his secretary who pulled a ball-gag out of her pocket. Standing behind Jan, she quickly reached over her head and shoved it into her mouth before Jan realized what was happening. Anger crossed Jan's face as soon as she realized the ball was made of soap. Jan shook her head violently, but the bad taste in her mouth lingered. He told her that this should clean up her langue. Jan winced and looked at him with hate written across her face.
Jan tried to make as much noise as she could through the ball, but she was cut short by a hard slap across her right cheek. Defiantly, Jan quickly began again in earnest, causing her left cheek to be slapped harder. She was stunned into silence for another moment. The headmaster started talking again. But Jan's left cheek quickly recovered, so she did everything she could do to throw a fit while being held down and gagged. The headmaster's secretary nodded to the men. Jan was lifted and held upright as the secretary placed restraints around her wrists and ankles. Jan tried to fight, but the two men were more than a match for her as they bent her over the desk. The secretary looped cord through the hasp in the restraints then on through the D-rings on the side of the desk. She pulled the cords tight securing Jan to the desk. She felt her B-cup breasts flatting against the surface. Jan's legs were secured about 18" apart at her feet. Once she was fully restrained, the two men left.
The secretary reached around Jan's waist and unclasped her wrap-around uniform pleated skirt and let it fall to the floor. Two snips with a pair of scissors and her panties fell. This left her well-rounded pert little ass exposed in the most humiliating position she'd ever been in. Jan's soapy saliva uncomfortably drooled around the ball and collected on the desk. The headmaster told her that she was going to be punished for her outbursts. Fear crossed her face as he held up a leather strap for her to see. Jan had successfully avoided being spanked her whole life, but there was no escape from the pain this time. A moment later, that strap came down on her forcefully with lashes alternating each ass cheek. Jan let out a distorted mummer through the ball-gag with each one of the 24 lashes. Her bottom was now a lovely shade of red. The headmaster paused before switching to the heavy strap. As he stepped into the lashes, Jan responded to the additional pain with louder mummers as purple streaks were forming across her little ass. Jan was thankful for the break after 12 hard lashes. The headmaster sat the strap down and picked up another implement.
Jan winced at the sight of a clear plastic implement with two rows of menacing holes. Her endorphins had barely subsided when that Lexan paddle came down hard across both ass cheeks. Jan exhaled a muted groan and her eyes teared up. The next one struck her right cheek followed by one on her left cheek as she pulled against the restraints. The headmaster continued alternating sides with punishing swats marking her red ass with white splotches. Jan struggled coping with the severe pain that followed each swat. The loud thud of Lexan striking flesh followed by her muted whimpers through the gag filled the room in a nice slow rhythm. A continuous stream of tears fell on desk. The headmaster put the paddle down after 24 painful swats without a break. The white splotches turned to deep red sores across her bottom. She was close to hyperventilating and desperate for the endorphin rush that briefly followed.
The headmaster reached for the sjambok, which was made from hippopotamus hide. The menacing black implement was 42" long and weighed 0.38 kilograms (.84lbs). He swished it through the air in her line of vision. Jan violently shook her head no as the headmaster forcefully swung it - she heard a swish before it landed into the middle of her sore ass. She whimpered loudly in response; the pain was more severe than she ever thought possible. But at the same time, she was becoming aroused? Part of her body's defense system? She pulled on the restraints in a futile effort to avoid the most painful experience of her young life. The second stroke fell just below the first, stretching another thick red line across her bottom. She continued to whimper loudly with each assault of the short whip. Tears continued in earnest as the sjambok painfully marched down her bottom. After the first 6 strokes, the overwhelming pain caused her whimpers to graduate to pitiful cries around the ball gag. The headmaster paused after 12 strokes. Jan was thankful for the brief respite. However, the remaining strokes returned her to the world of excreting pain. The relentless swish followed by intense pain continued with the devastation of twelve more sjambok lashes. Her eyes were getting puffy, her arms were fatigued from pulling at the restraints. The roof of her mouth was starting to hurt from clamping down on the soap ball gag. She cried out screaming around the gag when the sjambok embraced an existing welt. Her little bottom was a mass of 24 welts that radiated severe pain.
Jan was bowling with a study stream of tears at the conclusion of her punishment. She was left restrained, bent over the table relishing the little relief her endorphins could manage for a several minutes. It took all the strength she had left to hold her head above the pool of drool and tears - she had never been so miserable. Her welts were still stinging. But much to her surprise and shame, her pussy was dripping arousal on the floor. The secretary immediately tended to her welts with a soothing ointment. Next, the pool on the desk was wiped dry. The headmaster asked her if she was going to behave like a good young lady. She nodded her head and the secretary removed the ball gag. As soon as she could, she uttered: "thank you" in response. When her breathing stabilized and her crying completely dissipated, Jan felt a vibrator embrace her clit. She started to say: "No", but it came out "um" as her body responded to the stimulation. Desperate for relief from the pain, she shamelessly gyrated her pussy against the devise held against her clit. In moments, Jan was joyfully spasming in an intense orgasm. When the first one subsided, she was subjected to another one causing her to again shake uncontrollably against her restraints. These were the most powerful orgasms of her young life - and she experienced them with the taste of soap in her mouth? Her mind was spinning - she had been pulled from one extreme to another.
When Jan finally stopped spasming, she was removed from the desk. When they removed the restraints, red bands imprinted into her wrists and ankles remained from pulling against the restraints so hard. The Secretary wiped her tears with a wet-wipe and another one was used on her inner legs. Jan was given a small bottle of Mouthwash and an empty cup to spit into. Jan’s skirt was placed back around her, lifted in back and pined. Jan was told to sit down. She was immediately reminded of what had just happened to her by the discomfort she felt sitting her very sore bare bottom. However strangely, this discomfort also moderately aroused her. The headmaster looked directly at her and told her when she gets back to class, she's to apologize to both Miss Anderson and the class for her disruption. Jan lowed her head and meekly replied: "Yes sir". The secretary explained that she'd lost her panty privileges. She added that the large safety pin added in the back of her skirt was to remain. Its purpose was to ensure that everyone could see that she'd been punished. Jan realized that they wished to humiliate her further. She started to protest, but caught herself and merely answered: "Yes mam". The headmaster smiled.
Jan meekly entered the classroom and walked towards her desk. Miss Anderson told her to step up to the front of the class. Jan was horrified, but complied and turned to face the class. Jan apologized to her teacher and her classmates for disrupting the class. Miss Anderson told her to tell the class what happened to her. Jan looked at Miss Anderson with tears in her eyes. Her teacher asked her what was put in her mouth. Jan looked down and meekly replied: a ball of soap. Miss Anderson asked her what the soap was for? Jan straitened, held her head up and told the class that the headmaster told her that the soap would to clean up her language. She turned around so they could see her bottom and announced the implements that were used to mark her bottom. The welts across her bottom would remain for over a week.
Miss Anderson pointed to the paddle on the wall and asked Jan if she thought it would have been better to submit to being paddled in class. She responded: "Yes mam". Miss Anderson removed the paddle from its hook, looked directly at Jan and told her to bend over her desk. FEAR crossed Jan's face and she hesitated. Miss Anderson explained that the Headmaster punished her for refusing this punishment and her misbehavior in his office. Then she added that Jan still needs to punished for disturbing the class. Jan continued sanding where she was. Miss Anderson asked her if she'd rather go back to see the headmaster? Jan slowly crossed the front of the room and placed herself over the desk offering her very sore ass. Miss Anderson gave her five licks fast and hard. Jan screamed in pain - but held position. Miss Anderson told her that she was pleased that Jan took her punishment well - after accepting it. And as a reward, Jan was to finger herself to orgasm. With tears in her eyes, Jan was horrified - In front of the class? But she had no shame left and she needed to counter the renewed pain from her inflamed ass. Her right hand started to finger her clit in earnest. Soon, she shook with heavy breathing spasming over the desk. Her classmates applauded - Jan was one of them now.
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